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wonwooslibrary · 4 months

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svt as boyfriends ♡ joshua edition

member: joshua x reader genre: established relationship, bullet points word count: 738 summary: joshua's boyfriend things ;) warnings: mentions of food and i think that's it! let me know if i missed anything! author's note: y'all i am almost two whole days late with this oh god it keeps getting worse. i am...very tired haha i've been working a lot to build up some money while i'm not in school so yeah. i lowkey forgot about joshua/taehyung day until i opened twitter and saw people talking abt shua and i was like WAIT THAT IS TODAY anyway moral of the story i'm tired and need a break but here is the joshua fic we've all been waiting for! ily all and enjoy <3

He lowkey gives the vibes of like. The foreign exchange student bf with a relationship with a deadline

He’s the silly bf!!!

He’s also one of the members I see the least as a boyfriend so this is going to be interesting to write…

Quality Time

Mans is a fan of everything fr !!! He absolutely loves spending time with you and your shared group of friends

Loves doing silly little activities with you like making bracelets and painting

He might just be the artsy bf we all want

Joshua loves to go to different places with you like thrift stores, arcades, cafes, literally anything as long as he is with you <3

Loves the feeling of mixing his friend groups - the day you meet his friends aka his brothers he will be imploding with love for everyone

Is the “i get bored easily” bf so y’all gotta be doing like ten different things at once

Will totally ask you to dance or just close your eyes and be with him when a slow song comes on at a party / get together / playing music at home

Words of Affirmation

You totally call him Joshy or Shua and he loves every minute of it bc he thinks it’s cute

“Darling, would you like to get coffee with me tomorrow morning?” SCREECHING

Believes the relationship revolves around pet names (ie. baby, sweetie, darling) he's adorable

Is always proud of you and encouraging!!!

Likes to leave little notes for you around the house. Maybe by your favorite drink in the fridge that reads, “I got these for you. stay hydrated, love”

At the beginning of the relationship he was so formal with you, that it took him saying “I love you” for the first time to relax for five seconds LOL

Physical Touch

Joshua loves handholding ‼️

This man always wants to have some sort of contact with you, whether that be holding hands, linking fingers or rubbing your back

Loves having you sit on his lap or lay your legs across his

His go-to move when you are in public is linking your pinkies together (how cute :3)

Leans on you when he laughs because he cannot sit still

I feel like Joshua would like. move his fingers on your leg in the way of playing piano keys but with guitar if that makes sense? Like where the frets are? Idk

Is also the type to be scared of touching you in front of others until you explicitly tell him that it's okay

Acts of Service

Loves doing the chores for you

“Hey, baby, I'm gonna fill my water bottle. Do you need me to fill yours?”

Or even a, “hey i borrowed your car, but i filled the tank before bringing it back” we love a man who can afford to fill a vehicle’s tank at this point in time

Likes to bring you lunch once or twice a week --- he’ll make it himself and pack it in a cute little bag and everything

Helps you in little ways like folding the laundry or helping you pick out outfits on those days that you struggle to do anything

Is always there for you when literally anything happens. You need someone to help fix your car? He’s on the phone finding a shop. You can’t reach a high shelf or your back hurts too much to bend down to get something from a low cupboard? He’s right there ready to help

Gift Giving

I touched on this a tiny bit earlier but !! handmade jewelry omg he would make matching bracelets for y’all or even a necklace or earrings for you if bracelets interfere with your job

Always buys little trinkets that remind him of you or your relationship

“Hey I found this little glass rose decoration and it reminded me of the time i got you flowers when i asked you out the first time”

HE WILL ALWAYS HAVE THE CUTE SHY SMILE WHEN HE GIVES YOU SOMETHING TOO as if you’ll ever tell him that you dislike something he got for you

He would also love if you gave him gifts too like, “hey joshy I got this little container that can help you keep your beads organized” and he’s melt into a puddle of goo onto your living room floor

Also gets something for you (usually your favorite snack or drink) when you’re especially sad or stressed out - like a super gift instead of his regular daily gifts or something

Idk just know he’s really sweet and enjoys crafting

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lowkeyerror · 2 years

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Young & Capable

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Angsty start

Summary: Youngest member of the Avengers is having a problem being taken seriously. When she takes matters everything seems to implode.

Masterlist

Being an Avenger was like a double-edged sword. While your work saved millions of lives and thousands of citizens respected you, it was hard to find that same respect inside of your team.

It's not like they didn't care about you, moreso that they cared too much. You were younger than them, and they took that too seriously. You felt like they had you in plastic bubble wrap and training wheels.

To make matters even worse, they teased you relentlessly about your crush on Natasha. Everyone knew about it, including Natasha. She even hit you with the' I'm too old for you' line.

It was ridiculous. You were a strong, capable member of this time, and you were tired of waiting for them to see that. So slowly, but surely you began distancing yourself from the team.

You woke up a little earlier for your workouts, cooked your own meals, spent hours studying footage of the greatest combat masters of all time.

Natasha commented on the change in passing," You're bulking up."

You nodded and continued on your way," Yep."

Instead of leaving you, the redhead followed you," Your suit's going to need to be redesigned if you keep going."

Again, you nod," I've already sent the plans to Bruce and Tony."

Her eyebrows knitted together," You did the design yourself?"

You sigh," Ya, I always design my own stuff. I know my body better than they do. Did you want something, Nat?"

The woman cleared her expression," No, I was just checking on you. I feel like you've been pulling away."

You stop in your tracks and look at the shorter woman," I'm just trying to be the best version of myself. The one that is completely capable of doing anything anyone else on the team can do."

Natasha felt like that was the first time she had actually seen you. Your jaw was set, your eyes were determined, you really meant what you said. She found her eyes traveling lower, your newly built body had caught her attention.

" You don't have to prove yourself to anyone, you know that right," Natasha says.

You shake your head," It doesn't feel like that."

She stood there puzzled as you kept walking. Had the team really made you question your value that much?

Soon, the others also began to notice the changes in you. They were worried about you and tried to bring it up multiple times, but you just brushed them away.

It came to the point where Tony had called a team meeting as a sort of intervention for you.

" Kid, what's been going on with you lately?"

You rolled your eyes," If this is what I think it is, I'm not playing this game?"

" Y/n we are worried about you?" Wanda said her demeanor was soft.

You couldn't help but raise your voice," Why? There's nothing wrong with me. I'm smarter, stronger, and faster than I have ever been. So what exactly is the issue? I'm at peak performance. No more comments about my missions, no more doubts in my abilities, and stop fucking calling me kid."

They all went wide-eyed at your outburst. They'd seen you frustrated before, but never mad like this.

" You just changed, so suddenly we wanted to make sure you were alright, that's all," the worry hadn't left Steve's eyes at all.

They all had that look on their face; mixtures of worry and pity. It was as if you were some kind of charity case. You couldn't take it anymore.

You slowly stood up and calmly spoke," I quit."

If the room wasn't silent before, it was now. Everyone was in shock. You walked out of the door and subsequently out of the building.

You were done with whatever this was. In your mind, you knew you deserved better than this. You deserved to be taken seriously.

" Y/n wait," Natasha's voice stopped you in your tracks. Your harsh glare didn't faze her," You can't quit."

" I just did, Natasha."

She grabs hold of one of your hands. Your eyes linger on the spot before meeting her eyes again.

"You took an oath to protect the world."

" I can do that without the Avengers," you try to snatch your hand away, but her grip tightens.

" You're being childish."

You scoff, then successfully remove your hand from hers. The way your eyes glared into hers was startling.

" Well, maybe if everyone in there stopped treating me like a fucking child, I wouldn't act this way."

You tried to storm off again, but Natasha pulled you back. With some skillful maneuvering, you were able to get away from her again.

" Can't you just talk to me?"

You deflate," What do you want me to say, Nat? I don't feel like an equal on this team. Everyone babies me because I'm the youngest. I was hired for this job just like everyone else, my skill set speaks for itself. I'm not a rookie, and I never was. I worked my ass off for this and every time someone tries to explain something I've known for years it pisses me off."

Natasha understands your frustrations, and she hates that she was part of the problem. Before your transformation, she did think of you as just some young kid trying to be a hero.

But she was wrong. You were an adult, in your early 20s, but adult nonetheless. You knew the ropes as you ran them, just like everyone else.

" I'm sorry, I should've done better. The team should've done better, but please come home. I'll make sure you're treated right from now on. We just need another chance."

You were hesitant to agree," I don't know, Nat."

" I don't want to lose you," her gaze shifted to the ground.

You felt the back of your neck heat up and your mouth fall agape," What?"

Natasha was close, closer than she'd ever been before. Her green eyes pierced through yours. Your heart was going to explode.

" I don't want to lose you, Y/n."

You refused to believe what was happening," This isn't going to work on me, Natasha. I- I know what you're doing."

" I don't think you do."

Against your better judgment, you rested your hands on her waist," You're trying to get me to stay by pretending you've got this sudden interest in me."

Natasha's arms flung around your neck," Or I could just have a sudden interest in you."

" That's not how this works."

She raised an eyebrow," Isn't it? The main character never realizes that the perfect person for them is right in front of them until they might not be there anymore."

" Natasha-"

" When I saw you in the hall that day, it was like I was seeing you for the first time. The way you spoke, the way you looked, you weren't just my younger teammate anymore. You were Y/n, and I should've seen Y/n a long time ago."

Natasha tried to pull away, but this time it was you keeping her in place," Do you really mean that?"

The former assassin nodded.

You could feel her heart beating, or maybe it was just yours, but it gave you a surging of courage. You kissed her and kissed you back. Your grip on her waist tightened, not completely convinced that this wasn't a dream.

" I never thought I'd get to do that," you smiled at her as a pink blush took over her cheeks.

" I wouldn't be mad if you wanted to do it again," Natasha replied.

You simply pecked her lips before taking on a stern look," If I go back in there, things have to be different."

" They will be," Natasha promised.

You took her hand in yours," Let's go then."

The two of you walked back to the complex hand in hand. Natasha didn't drop your hand when you were in front of everyone else.

" Look, I'm the youngest here, but that doesn't mean I'm a baby. We're equals, and I need you guys to stop treating me like we aren't. Understood?"

There are a few mumbles of understanding throughout the groups, as well as some apologies.

Thor comments," You two are holding hands."

That regains everyone's attention. You're about to speak, but Natasha beats you to it," It's none of your business."

With that, she yanks you away from the group. You shrug and laugh as Natasha basically shoves you into her room.

" So what now?"

Natasha makes herself comfortable on the bed and gestures for you to do the same," Now we cuddle and watch tv."

That was exactly what you did.

Having finally felt like you had the respect of your teammates was one thing, but having Natasha in your arms was an entirely different satisfaction.

#lowkeyerror #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #the avengers #Tony Stark #wanda maximoff #steve rogers

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wholemleko · 1 year

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all the main corvus characters (or just felicia or maxwell if that's too much) 🤥💥💢🍧🌙🙈🔪🌌🪤🚆✏️❇️🌪️💧🌠

OH HELL YEAH…. Time for rambles

This turned out very very long yfsgfjhd oop answers under the read more

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

Felicia: Lies a lot cause she's always up to something and sometimes she's found out, sometimes she's not, usually she's found out only if things get very out of hand. She doesn't have any tells and is a very good actor

Maxwell: He would lie in the sense of playing a character I guess? The facade never lasts though

Charlie: He's not the best liar since he gets very fidgety and nervous when he does, but the actual truths that he tries to hide are outlandish enough to the people he's lying to that they wouldn't have guessed and so he gets away with it anyway

Sam: Very bad at lying. She finds it upsetting and might get so nervous about it she might cry

Amy: She would try so hard but she'd be the sort who would start smiling too much and not know what direction to look when lying so

Damian: He doesn't really lie much but if he did, he'd probably be the best at it. No tells, and since he lies very sparingly, he would only do so with some sort of plan in mind in case things go wrong

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

Felicia: Helplessness and shame. Not feeling in control can straight up make her feel physically ill and she feels shame as a result of feeling helpless

Maxwell: Guilt. He will assume everything is his own fault and if someone else hurts him he will believe that he did something to deserve it

Charlie: Also guilt but in a different way. He will feel responsibility for others and the harm that comes their way so overwhelmingly that it takes over his life

Sam: Loneliness and fear. I guess she has a lot of separation anxiety and will just implode if she doesn't connect with others enough and may quickly assume the worst has occurred (e.g. someone has become traumatized and distant as a result and she can't do anything about it) she's kind of similar to Charlie actually but she's more likely to cross other people's boundaries while Charlie gets his boundaries crossed

Amy: Envy. If she gets compared to someone else in a disapproving manner she'll act out and go even further away from what is expected of her. Like, oh, you think I'm a worse student than my sister? Just you wait and see just how much I can Fail

Damian: Happiness tbh. He'll assume something has gone wrong or that something will go wrong very soon. He doesn't know how to live in a state of actual security so it ironically makes him feel insecure

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

Felicia: She has no sleep schedule at all and will be out and around her living space at ungodly hours

Maxwell: He's just cringe as fuck. Also leaves hairpins everywhere

Charlie: Will spend too much money and time on fancy coffee and tea. You will find many jars of concoctions in the fridge

Sam: Anime merch everywhere

Amy: She will steal from you. Small things like food and pens probably

Damian: Frequently hear him mucking around on his instruments and when you try to talk to him he may not respond the first few times when he's engaged in the Music

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

Felicia: She has a lot of things. Plushies and old notebooks and the like. She would be p sad but they're not like That significant. Also her friendship bracelets, which to her mark a decision to try to change for the better but they are also a symbol of failure to her in some ways since she, hasn't really gotten better in the end. She would be rather distressed if she lost them but it might be good for her actually

Maxwell: A red anemone flower pin. It was a gift from Charlie and has a lot of sentiment tied to it. Seeing it reminds him of things that make him feel awfully guilty and sorrowful but he would also wear it all the time like some kind of memento mori thing I guess. He would be devastated if he lost it

Charlie: Also a red anemone flower pin, a matching one he got for himself. He has come to see it as a representation of a period of friendship that he and Maxwell can't ever return to even if they are still close. He would also be devastated if he lost it and it might actually fuck him up a bit

Sam: A few basic items that may seem mundane but were the few things she was able to grab when her family had to flee their old home. I think losing any of these things would make her old life feel even further lost.

Amy: She doesn't really have much from a very young age left, not of any significance. Everything has either been sold, given away or thrown out. She has a subconscious resentment about this, amongst other things

Damian: His first guitar. It's full of memories for him since his grandfather taught him how to play it, and his grandfather is very very important to him. He'd probably feel like part of his childhood and one of the few actually good parts vanished if he lost it.

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

Felicia: To be a good person, or a good person in her own mind. She is so convinced she is evil and broken

Maxwell: Right now, probably to be able to forget large portions of his life, or at least to be able to live with it

Charlie: To keep everyone he cares about safe and alive and healthy

Sam: Same as Charlie

Amy: To be free from disappointment and to feel more like a person than just an extension of other people

Damian: Just to be at ease

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

Felicia: The fact her mind is often filled with images and thoughts of violent and harmful things and she can't control it

Maxwell: If it's the people he has to work for, it's the fact that he hates them and wants to just live a normal life. If it's the people he cares about, it's the fact that he has literally killed people and had for a long while given up on trying to resist the whims of the evil authorities with power over him

Charlie: He thinks himself a potential danger to anyone who starts to care about him too much and so he hides anything he thinks could bring about the danger

Sam: Just how much fear holds her back despite her desire to protect others, she believes herself a coward

Amy: Any ounce of insecurity or sign that an insult has gotten to her. Any sign that she does in fact feel inadequate, even in extreme situations

Damian: He's pretty honest but I suppose maybe his power hungry moments, though he's not entirely aware of them himself so he doesn't really deliberately try to keep people from seeing this ya feel

🔪 KNIFE - how do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

Felicia: She'll blame herself for sure if there is direct evidence that she was involved somehow and will question her own moral integrity for allowing such a thing to happen. A thing in her subconscious may also think the person who got hurt should have just Done Better and she will hate this thought

Maxwell: He will literally obsess over all the ways he could have prevented the thing from happening. The self blame will be Immense. He'll be able to pull himself together enough to help them but internally he'll be screaming

Charlie: Same as Maxwell but it happens so much more often that it will literally drive him into the worst of mental states

Sam: She may blame herself but will be able to focus on helping the person much more quickly. She'll blame herself more heavily if her efforts don't amount to what she hoped for.

Amy: She'll subconsciously blame herself but externally and within her own actual awareness she'll be like nahh not my fault no way. ye

Damian: He will most easily be able to divert his attention to problem solving and will take responsibility sometimes but in a like. diplomatic sort of way?? Emotions: squished

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

Felicia: She spawned originally as a side character who was supposed to have a bubbly outside demeanor but be hiding things

Maxwell: Started way back when I was 12 and back then he was one of the villain sidekicks in a comic about mice I wrote lmaoo. I kept blorbifying him as time passed and then eventually turned him into a human character. Then I wrote a fanfic for a series that shall not be named and when I left that fandom I wanted to keep the story but change the characters and he was similar enough to one of them that I substituted him in. Then the story evolved so much it is entirely unrecognizable from its original form.

Charlie: Was originally a character in the aforementioned fanfic and has always been Maxwell's love interest

Sam: Appeared as a random oc I made while bored in class

Amy: Same as Sam. They were created together

Damian: Also a fanfic character originally who strayed so far from canon and then went through like 4 more iterations.

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

Felicia: The opportunity to prove herself and her abilities and competence both to herself and her family

Maxwell: The whims of his emotions tbh

Charlie: Loved ones in danger lol

Sam: Lowkey trying to mimic Amy's more brash behavior but she would never admit to it. She is tired of her own reserved nature

Amy: the Chaos baybee

Damian: Some opportunity to progress and move up

🚆 TRAIN - what is their answer to the trolley problem?

Felicia: Explode the trolley

Maxwell: Run over the 1 guy and then let the driver be euthanized if the driver wants it

Charlie: He cannot decide

Sam: Just let it run don't touch the lever

Amy: Flip a coin

Damian: You will get an ethical philosophical tirade but no actual answer

✏️ PENCIL - is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?

Felicia: from The Falcom by Mimi and Richard Farina

Oh, the falcon was a pretty bird Wandered as she flew She danced around and pranced around Wherever the warm winds blew And the falcon was a pretty bird Her voice was always still But men with drums and men with guns They taught her how to kill

Maxwell: from Cocaine Lights by Phosphorescent

And to color my eyes into rose Is to ask of my beaten bones To be less of meat and stone And more of feather

In the darkness After the cocaine lights I will miss you With no warning

Charlie: from Vacant by Echos

No space in your broken veins left for me I know that you're empty, I know that you're empty

You don't even look the same with your brand new eyes And you drained the light out of yourself and now you can't see Well, I've been waiting for you to get your mind right

Sam: from Obstacles by Syd Matters

Let's say sunshine for everyone But as far as I can remember We've been migratory animals Living under changing weather

Someday we will foresee obstacles Through the blizzard, through the blizzard Today we will sell our uniform Live together, live together

Amy: from Blood Sucker by Harley Poe

But I'll stop pretending that I'm something I was never meant to be It wasn't fulfilling me Oh it was killing me I'm turning myself into something that's perfect for me I'm learning lessons as I live You want to get, you got to give You really want it, you have got to fight But I think I'll be a child of the night

Damian: from The Song with Five Names by Will Wood and the Tapeworms

Why, I can’t see, that I am the “me” that I was born into And what’s the source of you? In your head, in your head, in your head And yet you believe it’s true, well you do Like you knew anything ever Never trust in yourself or anyone else, we’ve always all been wrong And we built these walls strong

I noticed that the sunshine is a gaslight I’m hoping that this one might be my past life My Lord, I know enough to get my facts right And that’s good enough for me And everything and everyone will die soon And we’ll have nothing left for us to lie to No matter what we seek you’ll never find truth And that’s good enough for me

❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?

Many of these are the same as the childhood object question oop

Felicia: Her friendship bracelets

Maxwell: Flower pin

Charlie: Flower pin

Sam: Scarf her mother knit for her. It is one of the things she was able to take with her

Amy: I'm making it canon she has mob psycho figurines and her fave is DIMPLE

Damian: Guitar

🌪️ TORNADO - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version?

Felicia: Started purely happy and full of joy and now she is Suffering

Maxwell: He was literally a rodent once

Charlie: Going from a canon character in another series to being my oc

Sam: Went from engaging in mechanics to illustration and string related art

Amy: Went from also engaging in mechanics to just being a menace and a fiend who can't do math

Damian: Also starting as a character from another thing and then becoming my oc

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

Felicia: Getting fevers triggers her mebtol eelness

Maxwell: Actually deep down still cares about his brother even though they are literally like sasuke and itachi

Charlie: Enjoys making fancy drinks so much because that's what his mother would do before she perished

Sam: She engages with a lot of media containing found family type situations in order to Cope

Amy: Does not remember what her father's voice sounds like

Damian: Pretty much is unable to actually cry anymore since he trained himself not to with punishment

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

Felicia: She would wish for her mind to Stop Doing That

Maxwell: He would wish to get Charlie's parents back

Charlie: He would wish to reverse time by a few years and redo everything

Sam: She would wish for her mother to come back alive and safe

Amy: She would wish for her parents to love her

Damian: He would wish for immortality for himself and his loved ones

#mleko answers #mleko ocs #ask game #Corvus

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monokyokyo · 3 years

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Delivery Boy

I literally forgot to post this 💀 Basically Flower Boy pt 2 but from Yeosang's perspective

For the longest time, Yeosang never believed in love at first sight. He saw it as a cheap way to keep children on the lookout for their soulmates. It was a simple myth. What if the person doesn't return your feelings? What if they've already found "the one"? All of it was absurd to him.

Yet that all changed when he passed by a small flower shop on his way to a delivery.

In reality, Yeosang could care less about plants so they surely weren't the things that caught his eye. As he made his rounds, parking his bike next to a tiny bouquet, he peered into the flower shop next door. Out of curiosity, his eyes lingered on it, examining its colourful decor and few customers through the glass. Though they were the last things to catch his attention.

With fluffy, brown hair and hazel eyes that sparkled like diamonds, Yeosang watched the small shopkeeper skip from client to client, providing his assistance wherever it may be needed. He just seemed so innocent. So adorable. So... "Cute."

"Yah! Delivery boy! Are you going to bring me my food or not?" The shout of his customer snapped Yeosang back to reality and he hastily scampered to deliver them their meal, apologising the whole way. That didn't stop him from glancing back at the flower shop though, a small grin forming on his face when he looked back at the counter where the flower boy stood.

When arriving back at the small restaurant he worked at, Yeosang's excitement didn't go unnoticed by his coworker, who was startled by the way he yelled when he entered the building. "HONGJOONG! HOLY SHIT!"

The man ahead of him was his hyung and one of the few people working at the restaurant. It was a small, family-run establishment, so there was not much staff needed to run it.

Hongjoong collected his breath after having the living daylights scared out of him by how the brunette had screamed but smiled regardless, quirking his brow with intrigue. "What an entrance. Everything alright, Sangie?"

"No. Not at all." The redhead watched the way his coworker slumped into the seat nearest to the front counter. Before he could ask what was so wrong, Yeosang beat him to it. Saying, "Have you ever laid eyes on someone so pretty that they make your heart beat fifty miles for an hour and you want to go in and tell them they what they've done to your poor body but are afraid they would look at you weirdly because this is the first time you've actually seen one another so it would just end up being awkward for the both of you? Have you ever felt like that Hongjoong?"

The older opened his mouth then closed it immediately, furrowing his brow and trying to see if he understood the waterfall of information that was just thrown at him. "No... No, I don't think I've ever felt like that..."

"I must be sick. Maybe I'm coming down with a fever?"

Hongjoong squinted at him. He was indeed turning red but he had a feeling it wasn't from a fever. So he just chuckled. "Looks like someone's got a crush~" He sang as he reached over to ruffle the younger's brown locks. Yet to his surprise, Yeosang seemed quite terrified by this notion, immediately smacking his hyung's hand away and looking up at him with wide eyes.

"C-Crush?" He stuttered out, looking oddly terrified. "I can't have a crush on someone! What if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm weird? Oh god, I can't get married yet! I'm too young!"

The redhead was left with a loss for words. Married? What kind of Disney movies had this kid been watching? "Yeosang, just because you have a crush on someone doesn't mean you have to date them. Let alone marry them."

Yet Yeosang only scoffed. "You clearly don't get out enough."

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Over the next few days, the only thing Yeosang could think of was that flower boy. It was almost annoying given how they had never even had a conversation before. Love at first sight didn't exist. It simply wasn't a thing. So why was he still on his mind?

Hongjoong had easily spotted his predicament, given how the restaurant wasn't very busy that day, giving the young brunette time to lounge around. Chuckling, he walked over to boop his nose, watching it scrunch up irritably. "What?"

"I'm going to do a delivery, I'll be back in a few minutes?"

Yeosang furrowed his brow, sitting upright. "Why so soon?" Hongjoong just shrugged, adjusting a bag on his shoulder with the food in it.

"I'm just going down the road. There's a flower shop over there, you know it? The owner ordered spicy ramen." Hearing that, Yeosang shot to his feet, his interest finally piqued.

"He likes ramen? I like ramen!"

"Yeah, everyone likes ramen." He laughed and made his way towards the door. However, Yeosang yelled something that kept him from leaving.

"I'll do it!" Now, Yeosang would never volunteer to do a delivery. Most days, he would rather be sitting behind the counter on his phone, scrolling through Twitter and avoiding any actual work. So hearing him want to do something made Hongjoong eye him sceptically.

Yeosang quickly caught onto this and couldn't risk him saying no. "Please, please, please!" Despite the fear in Hongjoong's eyes at hearing him beg for something, Yeosang was handed the bag regardless.

"Why do you want to go so badly? It's not like you to do your job..." His statement was ignored by Yeosang, who only focussed on shoving a hat on his head and a mask over his face. Hongjoong's expression turned bewildered to downright concerned when he put the sunglasses on.

Nevertheless, Yeosang left the restaurant looking like some sort of mad man on the run, ramen in hand. He trekked down the road, clutching his delivery like his life depended on it. The strange looks he received from civilians didn't bother him, as the only thing on his mind was entering that flower shop and meeting its owner.

His hand trembled around the door handle, reluctant to so much as graze it. Luckily, he wasn't given any more time to stand there like an idiot because the glass entrance suddenly flung open. Yeosang shrieked, nearly dropping the food when he jumped back.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I thought the door might have been locked, I'm so sorry for scaring you!"

There he was. The flower boy. He looked at Yeosang with wide, worried eyes that were so shiny he could have stared at them for days. Had the other male not started to speak, that was exactly what he would have done too. "Sir? Are you okay? You've been staring for a bit now..."

Yeosang almost squealed, yes, squealed, in embarrassment. Doing his best to save face, he hastily shoved the box of ramen in his hands, keeping his head down the entire time. Though his red face was covered by his mask, Yeosang swore to god he was so warm that he would have melted it right off.

As soon as the box was in the other man's grasp, Yeosang sped off. "Hey! What about the money?" He didn't care. He couldn't stand there a minute longer and risk imploding from the inside out.

Hongjoong flinched when the front door suddenly slammed open, with Yeosang running in soon after. "Jesus! You'll break the door! What happened? Did you get mugged or something?"

"Worse." He groaned. Slinking off to the counter, Yeosang fell against the object, a heavy sigh of dismay leaving his lips. "The flower boy... I saw his face... H-He spoke to me..."

The redhead, once concerned, smiled. "No wonder you wanted to do the delivery," Yeosang could be so dramatic when it came to his feelings. Though Hongjoong didn't mean to laugh, he often found it to be quite entertaining how much stake he would put on little encounters like this.

Once again, the entrance to the shop entered, although not as violently as before. "Hello?" The voice that had walked in said. It took less than a second for Yeosang to recognise it and when he did, he immediately ducked behind the counter. The customer had clearly noticed, but he was too quick to see exactly who it was, so he paid it little mind. "Sorry to bother you, but the person you sent forgot to collect his payment..."

His voice was so calming, so sweet. It made Yeosang's heart flutter, heartbeat speeding up the longer he was in the room. Quit it, will you heart? God, you're so extra...

"Ah, is that so? I'm sorry about that. Here, thank you for coming here." Hongjoong's foot tapped against Yeosang's side, his way of silently scolding him for his poor performance.

"It's not a problem. I hope he's doing okay, he ran off pretty quickly..."

"Don't worry too much, he's fine. Have a good day sir." They said their goodbyes and Hongjoong waited until the customer was out of sight to roll his eyes. "He's gone, Sangie. You can come up now." Yeosang let out a heavy breath of relief. His hand was resting on his chest to soothe his raging heartbeat with little success. "You're hopeless. You know that?"

"I am not! I was just... caught off guard."

"Uh-huh, yeah sure. Sang, listen, you've got a crush and from the looks of it, a ridiculous one. The store is just down the street, why not give it a visit tomorrow? Maybe give him your number?" Yeosang pursed his lips, hand reaching for his sunglasses, which Hongjoong was quick to slide away. "Without the sunglasses and get up, please. You look like a drug dealer."

~~~

So Yeosang decided to give it a try. Not without its fair share of trials, of course. He was still a socially inept twink, after all. There was no way in Hell he could just walk up there and ask for his number. Despite his hyung's encouragement, he remained reluctant for most of the day, too anxious to even leave the building.

Every time he tried to step outside, he saw another person walk into the flower shop. From a tall man pulling up a fancy, white Cadillac, to someone who looked dejected beyond repair. Why are there so many people going in today? Stay home, dammit!

Like the coward he was, Yeosang waited nearly a day to go across the road, despite how vigorously Hongjoong laughed at his shyness. There was so much anticipation built up in his head. What would he say? How would he react? It was all more stressful than it needed to be.

It wasn't until his hyung alerted him of the time, "It's nearly six, what are you still doing? He's going to close soon!" did he finally spring to his seat. Yeosang has spent much of the afternoon pondering over a note should his words fail him. Shoving the paper in his pocket, he sprinted from his seat, eager to not miss his chance.

He could see the flower boy getting ready to flip the 'open' sign to 'closed' and instantly quickening his pace. He flinched back and Yeosang's eyes went wide. As quickly as he could, he reached for the younger male's waist to catch him from falling in shock when he zoomed through the door.

Those eyes... So perfect it was unreal. Now that they were up close, Yeosang really got a chance to examine his features. His round cheeks, his bright eyes. Never had he ever seen such a pretty human being. "Are you still open?" Those were the first words to leave his mouth, only to prevent any more of the undoubtedly awkward silence.

The florist went silent when he untangled himself from Yeosang's grip. The most he did was silently gesture him into the shop and despite his lack of verbal response, the brunette still smiled and walked inside.

The shop was cute which wasn't much of a surprise given how sweet the owner seemed. Even if he didn't know much about flowers, all he was sure of was that they were pretty. "Do you know what you're looking for?" The shopkeeper inquired, or rather, whispered. Yeosang pivoted in his direction, moving towards him.

For some reason, the younger looked quite shaken, at least until Yeosang smiled. "You." He spoke, much to the florist's confusion.

Blush rose to his face, not going unnoticed by the older male. "M-Me? What do you..." Yet his speech trailed off when the brunette plucked a rose off the table, eyeing it carefully. Yep. That was definitely a flower. He had no clue what he'd do with it but he couldn't just leave without buying anything, especially not after his dramatic entrance.

So he placed the flower on the counter, deciding that he would be taking it. As the shopkeeper got his receipt ready, Yeosang fished through his pockets for the note he had written. He gulped nervously as his hands began to tremble at the realisation that he was really doing this.

Covered in a slick plastic, the rose was handed back to him. "Have a good evening, sir..." However, Yeosang had yet to move. All he did was take the gift in his hand and carefully wrapped his note around the base of it then placed it back on the counter.

The strange look he received vanished when Yeosang planted a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, flower boy." He said once he had moved away.

Yeosang didn't stay in the store a moment later. Though he may have exited calmly, you best believe he started sprinting all the way back to the restaurant once he was out of the florist sight.

"Holy shit... Holy shit!" He panted, desperately attempting to catch his breath, even though he hadn't run all that far. Hongjoong had just finished locking the doors it seemed and grinned at the sight of his frazzled coworker.

"I take it that things went well?"

Love at first sight was a fantasy, just a trick to give us false hope. It was something that Yeosang would have agreed with wholeheartedly just a few days ago but when his phone went off with an incoming message...

Hey delivery boy ❤

Then maybe he had started to believe in that supposed fantasy after all.

#ateez #kpop fanfic #fanfic #ateez fanfic #kim hongjoong #kang yeosang #au #jongsang #ateez au #kpop

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Her name is izzy, we've been friends for over a year, and I cant stop thinking about her. I feel weird. Shes so cute. I think i like her? We're just so much on the same wavelength, its like she knows what I'm saying before i finish saying it.

The problem is, about a 8ish months ago, she said she likes me, but she declined being together over the fact that she has a lot of mental and physical health issues and she didnt wwnt to be a burden or whatever.

But i just miss her, and thats not logical bc i see her everyday.

Fair warning, I’m in a precarious mental state myself so all of the scenarios I’m building in my head are worst case. Sorry if this is unhelpful :/

Okay so you gotta think this through real hard then. So Izzy told you straight up that she likes you but then (like a goddamn rom com) said that she doesn’t want to be a burden. There’s two ways to go about this: trust her judgment and let it go, or honestly discuss your feelings to her (and take no as an answer if need be). Both of these things are hard as hell. My sister dated this guy who she was positive was the one but he was an alcoholic and he pushed her away to protect her from the pain that he was in (she’s with a much better person now who is probably my future brother in law). I’m not saying Izzy is an alcoholic or anything like that, but it’s still a mental illnesses. I don’t know Izzy, but you do. Do you think that she’s afraid of getting into a relationship because she’s worried she’ll hurt YOU or HERSELF? Because either way, that’s something that you need to talk with her about.

Now here’s where it gets tricky. People who are mentally ill (myself included) often think the best way to protect ourselves is to push others away. We think we can handle things better on our own. I’ve never met anyone who that’s actually true for. I have a friend who would probably be happy right now if he didn’t push me away, but now his girlfriend has broken up with him and he won’t talk to me or our mutual friend and it’s all because when he spiraled into his own depression, he shut EVERYONE OUT. Don’t let Izzy do something like that because it makes everything worse. Not wanting a relationship is valid, but if she starts to push away your friendship, then you need to worry about her. Some people are time bombs waiting to implode, and I wish I could have done more to keep my friend in my life but he made the decision that he wasn’t worthy of friends and would be a burden to them. I don’t want anyone to lose someone to that, and I’m worried that Izzy closing herself off to you could be the prelude.

Bottom of the line: you can’t solve this on your own and neither can she. You need to sit her down and talk it out, because if she likes you and you like her but she doesn’t want to enter a relationship because of her own issues, tell her that’s valid, but it’s still something you want to discuss. When she told you that she liked you, she was giving you power, even if she didn’t know it. It’s not that she OWES you anything (or you owe her anything), but i think that you have every right to want to talk about it. you need to both find closure with or without each other because you can’t wait on one person forever.

But if things work out with you and Izzy, you need to always be conscience of where she is emotionally and physically. I’m mentally ill as fuck and my wife makes my life ten times better but she’s not a cure. You’re not a cure to Izzy, and no one ever will be. But you can still be a bandaid, romantic or platonic.

I hope you and Izzy are able to sort things out some way or another. Good luck!

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blogocrap · 7 years

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PLOT PART 2

Satan: however there is a 98% chance Up would have to arrest her after everything that goes down

Sam: It'd be carnage

Satan: Massive carnage

Satan: Em would straight up murder Narcis and her crew

Sam: 👍👍

Satan: not only that she'd burn the drug stashes

Satan: and destroy everything she could find

Satan: so that no one could take Narcis's place without many many years of work

Satan: They would see the monster that Narcis tried to train her to be and the sociopathic tendencies she got from her mother

Satan: and after the bloodbath

Satan: Up would have to arrest her at least temporarily after that

atan: is it awful I want this to happen

Sam: No cause same

Satan: I also really sort of want this to happen because I really want to finish Narcis because that will always sort of loom over her until she's done

Satan: *whispers* Em who makes a deal with Up so that he won't arrest her in front of February so Feb doesn't know until later or it happens in front of her anyways

Sam: Aw no

Satan: how pissed is Feb if it happens in front of her

Sam: She'd punch Up

Satan: Up would still have to arrest Em but he'd understand that

Sam: And tbh knowing Feb she'd be so angry that she'd forget which side was robotic and break her hand by punching it

Satan: yeah that would probably happen

Satan: and he would ask her if she's alright

Satan: and Em would probably just stay silent

Satan: because she knows literally anything she says will piss off Feb

Sam: Feb just throws all of her pacifist views out the window

Satan: I'm just imagining Feb trying to stop Up

Satan: and Up just keeps going

Satan: and Em is just cooperating because what she didn't tell Feb is that she and Up had a talk before it all went down and she was like

Satan: You're gonna see me do shit. A lot of really bad shit. You thought the forgery was bad but that is nothing compared to what you're going to see. If you have to arrest me do it, but wait until she's dead or February is out of sight

Satan: Out of curiosity do you think Pedro or Kray would be on the mission?

Satan: Em would be keeping it to a very tight crew who know what they're doing and are willing to listen to what she says and basically that would be up to both of them

Sam: Hmmm maybe - I feel like they'd both go if asked

Sam: Like if Up said it was okay to go and that he was going, then Kray would definitely go

Satan: She would probably call a small meeting with all the potentials (with Up already knowing) and give the offer before explaining the full deal to everyone who's on board

Sam: Yeah Kray would want to save Feb

Sam: Pedro might stay behind to keep an eye on everyone else who wasn't going tbh

Satan: Tootsie is an unlikely invite, as is Taz

Satan: Tootsie because bless his soul he doesn't know what he's doing

Sam: No he doesn't

Sam: Bless

Satan: Taz because she doesn't play well with others and while an asset would not listen to Em

Satan: Em would let her do her own thing if she didn't know exactly how Narcis operates

Satan: and Taz's way would get Feb killed

Satan: and probably at least one team member maybe two

Sam: Yeah

Sam: I take it Feb would be getting tortured

Satan: That is debatable

Satan: depends oh how useful she is and if Narcis realizes what Feb means to Em

Sam: Fair enough

Satan: It's also up to you

Sam: Idm

Satan: do you want bruises and scratches or do you want debilitating injuries that will alter the course of Feb's whole life

Sam: Either

Sam: I really don't mind lol

Satan: that is up to you babe because when I say debilitating

Satan: I mean severing the spinal cord so that Feb never walks again. She might lose an eye. Bad contusions, intense blood loss,

Sam: I seriously have no strong opinions about which way to go

Satan: Well then we can see where it goes then

Sam: XD

Satan: any hard limits I should keep in mind?

Sam: Just don't kill her tbh

Satan: do you want her to be able to stay a doctor?

Sam: Eh idc

Satan: because I need to know if I should rule out certain injuries

Sam: Honestly idm

Sam: I really do not care as long as she's alive at the end of it

Satan: I can work with that

Satan: I also realized

Satan: Em has a lot of warrants out on her

Satan: like not under any name

Satan: just she's committed so many horrible crimes and she's going to admit to a lot of them and that's why Up has to arrest her

Satan: poor Junior though if she's tossed in the cell next to his. or god forbid is made his cell mate

Sam: Pffft

Satan: Would Feb ask to talk to Em after she's arrested

Sam: Not at first

Sam: First she'd be too numb and confused to do much of anything

Sam: Especially if she was really badly injured

Sam: But eventually she would

Satan: that's when Em would tell her everything

Satan: She would lay the cards on the table because she has nothing left to lose

Satan: and would have no fucking idea that Up is working to try to get her a pardon

Sam: Feb would be silent through it all and just say "you should have just told me before." And then leave

Satan: Em would just fucking implode right then and there she'll have been stoic and quiet through everything

Satan: until that moment

Satan: mOTHERFUCKER

Satan: TOOTSIE WAS GONNA PROPOSE TO EM AT THE ACADEMY BUT NEVER HAD THE RIGHT CHANCE

Satan: and he's gonna tell her too when he comes to visit her

Satan: and he's gonna leave her too

Satan: the worst part is that she wouldn't even tell Feb or Tootsie that she's staring down a death sentence

Sam: Omg no

Satan: about tootsie or the death sentence

Sam: Both

Satan: here's the kicker

Satan: if sentenced she would be sentenced to death

Satan: but the only reason why that and not years-life

Satan: is because of all the people she killed to save feb

Satan: and a little extra pain

Satan: after the pardon goes through, if Tootsie or Feb tries to apologize or talk to her she only has one thing to say

Satan: 'fuck you'

Sam: I like that we've just ruined Feb and Em's friendship

Satan: we have and it hurts me

Sam: Like Feb stops being able to trust Em after she refused to say anything about why someone was trying to kill her

Satan: Em's defense on that is actually pretty good

Satan: I didn't want you to do something stupid. Like getting involved.

Satan: and look what happened when you got involved anyways

Satan: Em post pardon is so fucking hurt

Satan: In her eyes what Feb and Tootsie did is worse to her than what Narcis did

Sam: Yeah Feb would have done something regardless of whether Em said anything or not

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