#ily 2 ty for being so nice to me

[thepixelelf]

how to harvest sunshine

a continuing part for the couple from the only way to get a good sleep!

genres: established relationship, fluff!! pairing: reader x seokmin words: 475 (ik it's short and doesn't need header images but idk it's a part 2 😭😭 idk) warnings: none :] notes: this is for elv @seokmins day once again!! ((ignore that this is a little late pls ty ily <3))

Seokmin has been a little, itty bitty, teensy bit dishonest with his boss for the past eight days.

Yes, this city is beautiful. Yes, the views are incredible. Yes, he's very grateful for this opportunity, and for being especially chosen to join him on this business trip.

But truthfully, Seokmin wants to go home.

Not because the city isn't beautiful or the views aren't incredible or he isn't grateful, but because he really, really wants to see you.

"For the record," you say as you prop your phone on the counter so it captures your upper half and some of the sink. "I also haven't seen you in eight days. I miss you too."

With a sleepy smile, Seokmin watches you as you start to wash the dishes. He wishes he was there to help you out, but he's hours away -- by plane -- and stuck in this admittedly nice hotel room. "I could just get on a flight tomorrow. Leave early."

You chuckle. "I don't think that's the best idea."

"Didn't you just say you miss me?" he whines with a pout.

"Now now, don't be like that," you tease, wiping your hands dry on on a tea towel. "You told me you were excited to visit that famous pizza place tomorrow."

He beams. "Guilty."

"Ooh. Hold right there."

"Hm?" Seokmin tilts his head, confused.

"No, wait, put that smile back on." You reach over for your phone and pull it so he sees your face more up close.

He can't help but laugh. "What are you doing?"

"Harvesting sunshine," you say with a cheeky smile. "Screenshotting. I'm going through withdrawals."

"Withdrawals?"

You take another picture of him. "A vitamin D deficiency, at least. I haven't gotten to see my favourite smile in a week."

"Any tips on how to collect moonlight?"

Snapping one last screenshot, you put your phone back on the counter. "Hmm... not unless you do get on that plane tomorrow."

You shouldn't tempt him like that, he thinks. If he didn't know you were just being silly, he'd book the flight right now with your video call at the corner of his screen.

Seokmin shifts on the hotel bed, letting his head rest on the pillow and hiding his smile under the edge of the blanket. "Hey..." he drawls.

You put the last dish on the drying rack. "Yeah?"

"Remember how I asked you to marry me?"

Chuckling, you slide the ring you'd taken off while your hands were wet back onto your third finger. You wiggle your hand in front of the camera. "Yes, sunshine, I remember."

"Can we do that soon?"

You try to hide how wide your smile is by pressing your lips together between your teeth, and you cross your arms with a shrug while nodding towards the drying rack. "Can I get these dishes done first?"

#caratlibrary #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #lee seokmin scenarios #lee seokmin imagines #lee seokmin fluff #dokyeom fluff #dokyeom scenarios #dokyeom imagines #dokyeom x reader #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #seokmin scenarios #seokmin x reader #lee seokmin x reader #seokmin imagines #svt fluff #svt imagines #seventeen fluff #svt scenarios #svt x reader

[darkeralmond]

ok hear me out, a Jack Hughes smut where they’ve been together for 2 years and his mom finally lets reader stay over but it ends in smut in their basement 👀👀 maybe their like 18? whatever you’re comfortable with 🫶🏼

I AM HEARING U OUT SO HARD!! TY FOR THE REQUEST ILY!! ❤️❤️

Plans & Rewards

Jack Hughes x fem! reader

synopsis: jack and you have been dating since sophomore year and you haven’t been over to his house in the 2 years you’ve been dating. his mom finally lets you come over for dinner and you two get freaky in the basement.

warnings: 18+, smut, oral sex (m! & f! receiving), slight hair pulling, small dirty talk, jack being a horny devil

word count: 2.5k

a/n: i’m so happy about this little high school au i have going on! it’s so fun to write and is just overall entertaining for me!!

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It’s been 2 years since you first started dating Jack. It all started sophomore year when your English teacher decided to pair you two up for a project. You ended up growing a big crush on him and he asked you out.

It was the last day of sophomore year and you decided to stay after class to talk to her one last time before summer break. “So, why did you pair Jack and I up?” you asked out of pure curiosity.

“Well, Y/N, I knew Jack had a little thing for you,” she said with a grin on her face.

You giggled, your cheeks flushing red. “How?”

She clasped her hands together and leaned forward onto her desk. “Because teachers know their students, sweetie. Trust me, you’ll be together for a long time. I just know it.”

She was right, they do know their students and you two did stay together for a long time.

Now, it was senior year and your relationship was more than perfect. The one problem was that you’ve never once been to his house. It’s not that they didn’t trust you, it’s that they didn’t trust their son.

They believed he would lose his control and get you pregnant right under the roof of their home. A baby was far from what Jack wanted, for now at least. What they were right about was Jack wanting to hook up.

You guys have had sex already. Whether it be at your house, in his car, or just at parties. Not to mention how much of a dirty texter he was. He was a horny devil, and you loved it.

You were laying in bed finishing up your AP Dual Credit work when you heard your phone suddenly ring. You grabbed it and saw it was a call from Jack. Your smile grew wide as you answered the call. “Hey, baby!”

“Hey!” You could tell he was smiling through the sound of his voice. “I was just calling to let you know that my mom is chill with you staying over for dinner tomorrow night. Are you free?”

You gasped as the smile on your face grew incredibly wide. “Of course I’m free! What time?”

“Around 7, but I’ll pick you up, don’t worry,” he answered. The sound of care in his voice caused butterflies to swarm your stomach.

You nodded your head, “Perfect!” You listened to him laugh on the other line. “I’ve got some work to finish but I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Okay, I love you,” he said.

“I love you too, baby. Bye!” You then hung up the phone and grabbed one of your pillows. You screamed out of excitement and started kicking your feet. You were finally going to have dinner with his parents!

You loved his mom, she was the sweetest person in the world. Jack did something to win over her trust and you were thankful for that.

You walked out of the front door and made your way out to his car which was pulled into your driveway. Your parents weren’t home, but they knew you were going out.

You got into the passenger side and looked over at him. “Hi,” you said. You were wearing a nice red dress and some nice sandals that you had stolen from your mom.

“Hey,” he replied before you two kissed briefly. “You look beautiful as always.”

You shut the car door and giggled, “Well, I need to dress and impress.” He nodded his head in response before pulling out of your house.

The closer you got to his house, the more anxious you got about the dinner. You didn’t have a specific reason, you only had a feeling of worry.

Jack stopped at a red light, looking over at you. He could read you like an open book which meant he could see how stressed you were. “Baby,” he spoke in a low voice and reached out for your hand, giving it a small squeeze. “They like you, you know this.”

You nodded your head. He wouldn’t lie to you, you knew this. “Yeah, I know. I’m just a little nervous,” you confessed, following it up with a nervous giggle.

“I get that,” he said. He then let go of your hand and began driving again when the light turned green. “But I'll be there next to you the whole time.” That made you feel a bit better. What were you so worked up over anyway?

You took a deep breath and got rid of all those nervous jitters. “Plus, I have a plan for us tonight which involves us in the basement.” He glanced over at you and winked. You knew exactly what that plan was just by the look in his eyes, and you weren’t opposed to it at all.

Dinner was good. His mom made cajun pasta which was absolutely divine. His younger brother, Luke, was there at the table with you guys at dinner, obviously playing as the annoying younger brother like usual. You’ve never thought he was annoying though, he was sweet. Jack thought the complete opposite though.

You offered to help Jack and Luke clean up the kitchen after dinner. “Now, you don’t have to do that, dear. You stay right there. You want more to drink?” His mother, Ellen, asked you.

You shook your head and looked over at Jack. “Actually, mom? Is it fine that Y/N and I head down to the basement? I want us to watch a movie.” He glanced down at you then up at his mom again.

She glanced down at you then up and Jack then at her husband then at Jack again. He had a completely innocent look on his face, which was impressive from a guy who just admitted to you an hour prior that he had a plan in that same basement.

After an intense stare down between him and his mom, she finally gave up. “Sure, honey. Netflix and stuff is set up down there,” she sighed.

He smiled widely, “Thanks, mom. I love you.” He looked over at you and winked before heading off to the kitchen to finish up cleaning the dishes with Luke. You giggled as you looked back ahead at his parents.

After a bit of his parents playing 20 questions about your academics and dream colleges, Jack came back to save you. “Alright, we’re heading down now.” He placed his hands on the back of your chair, pulling it out for you to get up.

“Alright,” she smiled before looking up at Jack with a stern expression. “Behave.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he chuckled a bit.

You got out of the chair and Jack led you to the basement. Jack let you enter the basement first, you gave him a smile in response. “So, are we really gonna watch a movie?” you asked when he shut the basement door, your eyebrows raised.

He scoffed, “God, no. We can have it on in the background so they don’t hear us.” He grabbed your hand and led you down to the basement area. It was huge and looked like an amazing hang out spot.

“This is nice!” you said, looking around at all the stuff the basement had to offer. There was a large TV with a really large couch facing it, a pool table, an air hockey table, and a mini fridge. “Do you throw parties down here or some shit like that?”

He laughed, “Luke uses it more than Quinn and I do, but pretty much.” He sat down on the couch and grabbed the remote. You sat next to him and waited for him to pull up Netflix. “What should we watch?” He put the word “watch” in quotes.

“Uh,” you hummed in though while looking at all the movies. “Put on like… a rom com or something?” You knew you weren’t going to be paying attention to the movie, but it just seemed the most fitting for whatever sexual thing that was about to happen.

He threw on a random rom com and turned it up a little bit. It was loud enough to mask our voices, not unless you two shouted… or moaned too loud.

He looked over at you and smirked, he glanced down at your lips before kissing you. Your eyes shut as your hands found their way onto the sides of his face. You fixed your position to where it was more comfortable.

His hands ventured down to your waist as he leaned back, making you lay on top of him. You shifted your position again, straddling on top of his lap. He kissed deeper, causing you to moan quietly.

When you finally pulled away, you gasped for air and looked down at him. The smirk never left his features and he looked extremely proud of himself for even managing to get you two down here.

“So,” you cooed. You had a coy expression wiped across your features. “What do you want to do with me?” You were intrigued with whatever plan he had rolled up his sleeve.

“How about I… go down at you? If you can stay quiet.” His words caused your cheeks to burn red and you nodded yes quickly.

You off of him and sat back down on the couch normally. He got off the couch and positioned himself on his knees right in front of you. You helped him pull off your panties and you rolled up the bottom half of your dress, helping him have better access before letting him take control of everything else.

He spread your legs open and wrapped his arms around your thighs, holding you in place. He dipped his tongue inside you, swirling it around before sucking gently on your clit. You were sensitive to the feel of his mouth, your head tilting back as you let out a quiet moan.

He flicked his tongue against your clit, causing the muscles in your thighs to jolt, his arms still able to hold you down.

He took long strokes with his tongue in between your folds until you started to feel yourself tightening. He took an extra slow lick before playing with your clit with his tongue once more.

As your legs continued to shake as the knot in your core grew stronger. “Jack,” you purred. “Go faster. Please!” The knot in your belly was getting tighter by the second.

Your heart rate was starting to pick up along with your sex drive. Your breaths became heavier and more hitched as pleasure pulsed through your body.

His tongue flicked once more, swirling around your swollen bead. His tongue worked its magic and he could tell how much it was satisfying you. You were going to cum any minute now.

He pulled his face out from between your legs and inserted his middle and ring fingers inside you. He pumped them in and out of you slowly, moving them in circles around your hole while his mouth went back to pleasing your clit.

Your breathing hitched and you arched your back, pressing your hips closer to his mouth as your hands dug into his hair. His lips were busy sucking you, and you felt like you were gonna die.

You tried to take deep breaths but your mind was focused only on his mouth sucking you off. “Please, fuck!” you begged. “Don’t stop.”

His fingers sped up a bit as his mouth kept working you off. You came undone with a moderately loud cry as your whole body shivered from the pleasure.

Your walls contracted around his fingers covering them in your juices. As your muscles relaxed, he pulled his fingers out of you and licked the taste of you off his lips. “Fuck, you taste so good,” he muttered before he came back up to kiss you on the lips.

You tasted the mix of his saliva and your fluid as you kissed him. You pulled away and tucked a couple strands of hair behind your ear. Suddenly, you got a wild idea.

“Now,” you said. “I want to reward you for being such a good boyfriend.” He looked like a dog hearing the word “treat”, his head tilted to the side while a wild eye expression spread across his features. “Take a seat.” You patted the spot next to you.

He sat down, oblivious to the idea in your head. You scooted closer to him and pulled back your hair into a ponytail. You unzipped his pants before pulling down his boxers just enough to reveal his dick.

His breath got caught in his throat at the sudden feeling of your hands on his dick. You lowered your mouth into Jack’s shaft, licking at his slit.

He let out a shaky breath as he shuddered. “Fuck,” he groaned, leaning his head back. Your tongue lapped around his tip before you took all of him in your mouth.

You alternated from sucking him off and licking the head of his penis for a few minutes. He was obviously enjoying it since he kept moving his hips off the couch in order to thrust into your mouth. His hand ran through your hair while you sucked him off.

“Y/n…” he groaned, watching your head bob as you continued to blow him. “Your mouth feels fucking amazing…” His praises kept you turned on as the desire of making him feel good was your main goal.

You were able to taste the precum off his tip before he finally came undone. “Shit, I’m gonna cum!” he groaned loudly before he shot a load in your mouth.

You pulled away from his dick after that, wiping the mix of drool and semen off your chin. It was too much for you to swallow so you found the closest tissue box and grabbed a couple tissues to spit into.

You looked back over to Jack while wiping the rest of his mess off your face. He was still sitting there panting, staring at you with a look of satisfaction swept onto his face. “God, you really know how to work that mouth of yours.”

You chuckled softly before looking back at the TV. You could tell he was done by the way he covered his dick with his boxers before zipping his pants back up. You were pretty exhausted yourself, so you grabbed your panties and slid them back on

“You wanna rewind the movie and actually watch it? It kinda looks good.” You sat back down next to him and scoot in close before placing your head on his shoulder.

He wrapped his arm around you, holding you even closer before answering. “Yeah, sure,” he said before he grabbed the remote and rewinded the movie all the a way to the beginning.

The rest of the night was spent with you and Jack cuddled up on the couch watching this rom com you had forgotten the name of before you eventually fell asleep.

His mother came down to check on you guys, seeing that it was just you and Jack on the couch with no funny business going on. She then crept back upstairs, leaving you two alone again.

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes smut #apricot’s highschool au 🏫

[sunshine-on-marz]

WOOP WOOOP ILY

reader x spencer where Spence comes home after a tough case and the reader’s there to comfort him and listen to his rants about it, the reader just holds him and lets him talk

TY<3

Hard days

6 days, 2 hours, and 17 minutes. That's how long it's been since you've seen your boyfriend. 2 minutes ago is when you got the "pulling onto your street now honey❤️" text. That means he should be knocking on the door right about.. now.

"Knock knock"

he said softly from the other side of your apartment door. He barely finished his breath before you'd swing the door open and hugged him. "Missed you" is all you mumble into his neck. He lifts you up by just under your hips and steps into your apartment, shutting the door behind you. "I missed you too darling, more than you know"

As he sits down on the couch, arms still firmly around your torso as you sat in his lap, you notice something is up. "What's wrong Spence?" You ask, hand lightly cupping his cheek, his head dips slightly to the side for a moment as he kisses your plan."Stressful week" he says softly, his voice slightly rasped from a mixture of stress and tiredness.

"Wanna talk about it?" He smiles a bit at the offer, his lips pursing into a line. "No, honey, I couldn't put that on you." He whispers back. "I want you to tell me Spencer" he sighs, he knows you're worried. "I suppose I could just leave out the stuff I don't want you to worry about" he chuckles at your sad attempt to hide your pride at getting him to open up.

"It's just a lot." He mumbles into your hair, his lips pressing against your head in a small kiss. "I bet it is Spencer. You do hard work. And you're good at it" you say, he laughs "I suppose that is a lot harder than being bad at it, granted I don't think the people who are bad at it make it to the BAU" his reply was so refreshing. Full of those little chuckles you always miss so much, the phone speaker doesn't pick them up the same. "They also don't have the world's highest IQ Spence" you meant it to be sarcasm "well actually, the world's highest IQ is currently held by-" you've triggered a rant. "Spence, baby, you know I love your ramblings more than life itself, and I'd usually never cut you off, but you need rest. Let's go get ready for bed and I'll rub your back while you tell me about the case, yea?" He nods "yea, that sounds nice.. sorry". Your heart always breaks when he says sorry for rambling to you "don't be sorry Spencer, I wouldn't trade your little rants for the world". He smiles and kisses your cheek

A few minutes later, as you climb in bed next to him, you’d taken the second shower, he put his hands on the small of your back, pulling you down onto his chest and into a hug.

“Hi Spence” you say, amused at his actions. “I missed you so much” is all he says back, he sounds almost broken up about it. “I know Spence, I missed you too, but I’m not angry, and I’m not upset, because you’re back now. You always come back home after, and that’s what matters.” He nods into your collarbone, where he’d placed his head, his hand cradling the back your head, like you’d disappear if he let you go. He was usually not this upset, unless the worst happens. “You guys couldn’t save everyone, is that it?” I you say, your voice gentle. He nods again. “Spencer Reid that is not your fault” you say, still gentle, but also stern. He lets out a shakey breath. “We were right there” he whispers, voice quivering. “I’m so sorry Spence, I’ve got you, you’re home now” you say, and you repeat it “I’ve got you Spence. I’ve got you”. Eventually his crying becomes small sniffles. “Better?” You ask, guiding his chin up so your eyes can meet. “Yea” he whispers. “I think it’s time for bed” he nods, pulling you back against him. “Night, I love you” he says, sleep evident in his voice. “Good night baby, I love you too”

SPENCER!!! Believe me there will be more Spencer fics wether you like it or not (pls like it)

Send me some Spencer asks babes

Remember to reblog if you enjoyed!!!!!

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #criminal minds #criminal minds spencer reid #spencer reid criminal minds #criminal minds x reader

[sunkissed-zegras]

✮ 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲!, zegras' have more fun au

♡ ─ summary | it's y/n's 19th birthday back in 2022!

♡ ─ warnings | unedited, nothing except some cursing, literally nothing i don't think??

♡ ─ taglist | tbd (check link in navigation!)

♡ ─ ev's notes | okay guys!!! i have a few announcements for y'all! 1 - i've decided that after this post, this won't be a reader insert because...

2 - i am planning to make this a series!!!!!! one of my oc's for this au, brie, will be having her own spinoff with luca fantilli (maybe, we will see...) and it will be confusing so that's why i decided to make the zegras!sister an oc!!!!!!! i will be posting some polls (bc here we are a democracy here 🫡) for the name & brie's love interest so keep a lookout for that!

3 - PLEASE SEND IN SOME ASKS FOR THIS AU! i am running out of ideas quickly, so please send in your thoughts!!!! anyways, that's it lol. sorry for the long A/N!

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ynzegras ann arbor, michigan

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ynzegras | glow day with my girls <3 (+ parker)

tagged: briesbagels, avazegras, frienduser1, frienduser2, pchandler68 september 1, 2022

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briesbagels | birthday bitch!!!! yesss!!!!!!!!!

briesbagels | SHE FLEW ME OUT TO MICHIE IT WAS SO FUN

↳ ynzegras shoulda went to umich instead of uc berk 🙄

↳ lucafantilli ik, shes so much fun too bad she goes to berk 😑

↳ pchandler68 🤨📸

avazegras | OLD LADY !!!!!!!!!

↳ ynzegras shut up. ur literally 2 yrs younger. ur close behind

pchandler68 | ACTUAL photo creds this time!!!!!!

↳ briesbagels all you this time😌

↳ ynzegras thanks park for doing ur job

↳ pchandler68 so u just invited me to ur photographer??

↳ ynzegras yeah it was going to JUST BE A GIRLS NIGHT but ur welcome

↳ lhughes_06 ya she didn't invite me😑

↳ jackhughes or me 😐

↳ ynzegras where tf did u come from???

↳ jackhughes @/elhughes

↳ ynzegras bruh...

_alexturcotte | happy birthday sistaaaa 🩵

↳ ynzegras thanks turcs 🫶🏼

trevorzegras | HAPPY BIRTHDAY *ACTUAL* SISTER

↳ _alexturcotte 😐

↳ ynzegras ty king, almost as old as you 🥰🥰🥰

↳ trevorzegras is she ... being nice for once??????

↳ ynzegras ur making me seem like im a total bitch, im literally so nice

↳ griffinzegras 🤨

↳ pchandler68 🤨🤨

jackhughes | happy birthday, u get my venmo???? 😁😁

↳ ynzegras yes thank you king, finally paying me back for all those times i paid for your coffee

↳ jackhughes u mean literally 3 times??? bro??

↳ ynzegras yeah with ur fucking girly ass 8 dollar drink

↳ jackhughes ok miss "can i get a matcha frap no whip with oatmilk and vanilla cold foam"

↳ ynzegras awww ur memorized my drink 🤞🏼🤞🏼

↳ trevorzegras stop sending money to my sister jack, she has enough

↳ jackhughes no

lhughes_06 | happy birthday 🫶🏼 hope u had fun with ur "girls"

↳ ynzegras thank u AND YES I DID.

↳ lhughes_06 could've invited me, i could've put on a wig

↳ ynzegras no

↳ briesbagels no

_quinnhughes | HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE Z 💘😁

↳ ynzegras ily big hughes

↳ trevorzegras wow...

↳ ynzegras 🤑🤑

lucafantilli | happy birthday 💩

↳ ynzegras thanks king 😇

↳ lucafantilli now can u be our manager 🤓

↳ ynzegras NO. I HAVE OTHER THINGS TO DO.

adamfantilli | happy birthday little zegras 🥳🥳

↳ _quinnhughes thats kind of a me thing... ummm

↳ ynzegras thanks little fantilli 😗

↳ _quinnhughes im such a trend setter 😝😝

markestapa | HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANAGERRRR 😍😍

↳ ynzegras gtfo

↳ markestapa ily too 🤩

edwards.73 | happy 19 freshie 😌🥳🥳🥳

↳ ynzegras thank you ethan 😛

griffinzegras | happy birthday bio sister

↳ _alexturcotte bro.

↳ ynzegras ily, you shoulda come

↳ griffinzegras u and brie literally kicked me out at the door even though i flew out for u

↳ ynzegras WE HAD DINNER OKAY????

juliezegras | happy birthday beautiful daughter, had a great time in ann arbor and will be coming back 🩷🩷

↳ ynzegras ily momma 🥹

trevorzegras anaheim, california

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trevorzegras | 19th bday versus 9th birthday 🥹

happy 19 to my little sister, you never fail to make me proud, you're so special to me and i can't wait to see how you will suceed, me and the whole fam will be there front row to cheer you on forever. you're amazing, never forget that my fav striker 🩷🩷 p.s: you will get your gift when you send me back my north face tshirt u stole tagged: ynzegras ugust 31, 2022

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ynzegras | i love you trev 🥹 also ur not getting back that shirt

↳ trevorzegras no gift for you then

↳ ynzegras k.

↳ trevorzegras jk your package will be there in 2-3 days

↳ ynzegras ily you know me so well

ynzegras | ily but you misspelled succeed

↳ trevorzegras wait really??

↳ ynzegras yeah edit it, love u but its embarrassing

↳ trevorzegras how do u do that??

↳ ynzegras 😐😐

fanuser1 | awww, i forgot trevor had siblings but they're so cute

↳ fanuser2 ikr, they look sm alike tho i see it

�� ynzegras i do not look like a fish 😑

↳ fanuser2 LMAO PLEASE DAMN

griffinzegras | AWWW fetus y/n, back when she wasn't a bitch

↳ ynzegras shut up griffin im serious.

↳ griffinzegras u didn't disagree tho 😶

avazegras | i'm crying. we were so small 😪

↳ ynzegras dw we are still petite af

↳ avazegras LMAO PLEASE BE SERIOUS Y/N

juliezegras | my babies 🥰🥹

↳ trevorzegras momma 💘

briesbagels | baby y/n 🥹 so cute

↳ ynzegras I KNOW

pchandler68 | throwback to when y/n was actually cute, WHAT HAPPENEDDD

↳ ynzegras ik you're not talking mr. 5head, at least i was a cute kid

↳ pchandler68 WDYM I WAS ADORABLE???

↳ ynzegras yeah whatever helps you sleep at night babe

jackhughes | AWWWWWWWWWWW

fanuser3 | isn't she dating one of the hughes brothers??

↳ fanuser4 NO WHAT SHE ISNT, TREVOR WOULD KILL THEMMM

↳ fanuser3 no i swear i saw a pic of them kissing on pinterest

↳ fanuser5 i thought that was luke

↳ fanuser4 DAYUMMM SHES GETTING THE WHOLE CREW WOW

↳ fanuser6 guys please be fr, shes not gonna be dating jack hughes. this isn't a fanfic 😑😑

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[venriliz]

📩 Simblr question of the day: Who's your biggest inspiration/s on Simblr? Mention them! Tell us why you like them!

okay this is going to be a veeery long post. i could probably name almost every single simblr i follow, but that would be impossible, so if you noticed me liking/reblogging your posts but not mentioning you - please don't think that you're not inspiring to me, because you are! <3

tbh i love the simblr community to bits and a LOT of people inspire me every day. :] i'll name some under the cut!

@aniraklova - she has such a unique sim style and has been nothing but a gift to the community by organizing events like edgewave last year or by being a badass person in general! love her! <3

@microscotch just one if not the coolest simblr imo :P keeps the love for sims 2 alive and doing some kickass renders in the process. simblr wouldn't be as much fun as it is without my Helenchen! <333

@vdshakh hands down the best simblr when it comes to renders. i can only dream of mine being that good. probably got me into doing some myself in the first place. i would reblog their renders every day...and maybe i should! <333

@puppycheesecake when it comes to cas related posts, i could stare at them all day and never get bored. the variety is insane! :] probably fundamentally inspired me to up my own cas game, so ty! <3

@strangetowntales you can probably tell that everything related to aliens/strangetown, basically that theme as a whole is already a plus in my book and i love their moodboards so fucking much!!

@beetlemp3 just their whole blog/aesthetic gives me tooth aches because it's so cute! when i need to treat my eyes to colorful screenshots/builds etc this is one of the blogs i think of first!

@birdietrait birdie makes some of the prettiest sims i've ever seen and is such a huge inspiration when i feel like i'm about to suffer from same-face-syndrom lmao. their sims just look like real people (if that makes any sense) also snoopy is life! :]

@squea there's just something special about squea's sims. can't even put my finger on it but i just love them (especially corn! he's a treat! <333) i also use her natural cas-lighting all the time and never found another one i like as much! :]

@fl0ptrait one of the coolest ppl i met here on tumblr! just all around so nice and also very talented when it comes to creating sims that leave me hot and bothered! °-°

@stellarfalls every time i see one of bree's posts i just feel incredibly humbled and honored by the talent and the love that must've been put into creating them. you deserve every single like and reblog and then some! ily :3

@cinamun not that long ago i already mentioned cin in a post regarding story simblrs i find inspiring, so i might repeat myself when i say that i'm in awe of the dedication she puts into her story. i can see it despite not actively following it and i love that! probably doesn't even get as much attention she should!

@alientown already love her for the name alone BUT (!) the sims she creates are really unique and have so much personality! just love looking at them and imagining what their stories could be! :]

@nigmos i could look at dee's sims all day and find more and more reasons why i find them to be so beautiful! every post of her on my dash just makes me really happy and gives me a lot of inspiration for my own sims! :]

@lilamausmaus she has probably one of the coolest sim styles (in my humble opinion) her game just looks like a comic and i love it so much! her nervous object stole my heart more than once T.T she's also one of the nicest ppl here for sure! i get so much inspiration from her posts! :]

@lucidicer honestly whenever olli posts an edit, my eyes just pop out of my skull in the best way possible and i'm not mad about that at all it's just fucking art! love him and his posts to bits (even though he didn't want to share his cheese sticks with me once... °-°)

@alelelesimz i always happy-cry in simlish when i see alelele's posts, especially recreations of sims from the franchise. I LOVE the urbz remakes so much, they're the absolute best and looking at them makes me want to replay this game over and over again T.T their blog is definitely a huge source of inspiration for me!

okay that was cheesy af but all of those simblrs are the first ones that came to mind when i read nonny's question, but by FAR not all of them. again, if you ever saw me like/comment/reblog your post, know that you're an inspiration to me too and that ily! <333

#venri replies #i'm probably going to cry later when i think of 1000 more blogs i could've mentioned T.T sorry in advance!

[infected-paul]

☆ ALI'S 2023 END-OF-YEAR APPRECIATION POST !!!

hi friends!!! i just wanted to do a little thing where i thank my friends for being my friends and helping make my year brighter!! this is loosely inspired by @mirxzii!

Firstly, thanks soo much to all my mutuals and followers and everyone else I've had positive interactions with this year on here :)

I'd also like to take a moment and thank all my friends who made my year:

☆ OLIVE | @jewishruthfleming

↳ hiii ilysmmm you've been such a great friend to me and i'm soo grateful you're my friend. thanks for putting up with me and my hyperfixations which are completely different from yours, thanks for listening to my rambles abt alex wilder. you have literally been one of the best parts of my year, and i wanted to make sure you knew that so

☆ NOOR | @kohinoors

↳ noor omg first off hi. i hope this is year is soo good to you. you are one of the coolest people i've ever met. even though neither of us like the same things anymore, i still love you soo much, and im so glad you think i'm cool enough to be your friend 🥺 you're like my cool big cousin, ilysmm

☆ LUNA | @mexicancokewannabe

↳ LUNA BBG HII, literally ilsym. ty for always being there for me and always cheering me up when i'm sad and making me laugh, and making sure ik to sleep. you're such a sweet, fun person and my life is better bc of you 🦐🦐

☆ MARTY | @vidnasty

↳ marty, i hope you know i think you're like the coolest person ever. even though we don't talk much anymore, i still love you so much, tysm for making me laugh and smile and cry (with your angst posts and fic ideas)! i hope you have a wonderful 2024!!!

☆ ROXIE | @mirxzii

↳ roxiee i love you just as much now as i did during our encanto phases, even though we don't talk much or have the same interests, i still enjoy seeing your posts on my dash, and i hope you have a lovely year, hon ^_^

☆ IZZY | @luckynature

↳ izzy!! ilysmmm you are so sweet and cool, and i'm so happy seeing you get the love you deserve this year, (and hitting almost? 1k followers), like congrats babes, you deserve it!!! your ideas and concepts for characters whether oc or existing are always so amazing, like you literally are soo creative omg. you're like the mirabel to my isabela, ilysm have a great year!!

☆ JUNO | @madwickedawesome

↳ juno u r literally so poggers. omg ilyy ur soo cool and have such great taste. and THANK you for introducing me to lacrimosa. life changing frr alshskk anyway ily!!!

☆ JAS | @isitovrnow

↳ jas, you're such an angel, thank you sooo much for being my friend!!! you're such a kind, beautiful soul omg, i hope this year is kinder to you, ily

☆ VARI | @mapsareforbraindeads

↳ niaaa ilysm you are such an amazing writer, and you're so cool. like omg, ilysm i hope you have a great year and i hope life is kinder to you

☆ ASH | @the-wank-shank

↳ you are like omg. you are so cool, you are also like a big cousin to me!!! your humour is so funny, and your art is so poggers. ily hug!!

☆ AERON | @lanawinterscigarettes

↳ MY big bro!!! i love seeing you spam my notifs, its like my little way of knowing your online lol, your such a bright person you always make me smile whenever we talk ilysmmm

☆ AMI | @foxboy-light-yagami

↳ ami you are so funny, your vibes are immaculate, and i love being correct abt light yagami with you. you are literally such a joy and ilysm

☆ IZZIE | @hateful1979

↳ izzie!!! you are such a lovely person, and have such banger taste omggg i love you so much you're such a delight

☆ ACHILLES | @nibblelinephym

↳ achilles you are so poggers!!! ilysmm ty for being my friend! you're so nice and always brighten the dash

☆ CLOUD | @sillysnack

↳ CLOUDDD!!!! YOU ARE ONE OF my favourite ppl omg, you're such a lovely, sweet person ^_^ we've been friends since jan 2022 with our encanto phases (2 YEARS!!) AND i can't wait for another 2 years and beyond omg ilysm i can't put in words hi

☆ SOPHIE | @larsgoingtomars

↳ sophie, you're amazing and i love you so much!! your such a lovely person and i love talking to you, you're such a great friend ilysm

And a special mention to all my friends and mutuals who've deactivated- Asha, Envy, Oli, El, Deus, and everyone else, I still love you so much and I hope that you're okay <3

HAPPY NEW YEARS, EVERYBODY, HERE'S TO A GREAT 2024!!!

#ali.txt #eotyap

[vaguely-yandere]

chamiiiiiiiiiii!!! :(((( ily ily ty for not being annoyed at my frequent and long asks <33 its so nice having someone to talk to about these things!! anyways...

you got me thinking about sensitive darling all over again!! (what else is new sunny! get ur mind out of the gutter smh smh)

imagine surprising them from behind... wrapping your arms teasingly around their waist and leaning your head on their shoulder! blowing hot air on their ear... peppering little kisses on their cheek.... one hand sneakily makes its way down to their pants... poor thing cant help but grind against you! your scent is overriding their senses and clouding their mind! they're starting to sweat (oh no, do you notice? they hope not....) and pant and they let out a surprised squeak when your hand makes contact with their super sensitive spots!! cumming prematurely is so cute... you barely did anything to them!! you insist they ride out their orgasm on your hand....grind on it!!

they're sobbing at this point but do what you say anyways <333 they're out of their mind with pleasure, what a cutie.... <333 make sure to whisper lots of reassurance and praise into their ear!! they've plunged themselves into a subspace in record time, all they can think about in the little dreamland of theirs is you, you, YOU!! touch their chest too... kiss the shell of their ears... overwhelm them...

make them submit completely to you...<3

(jk! sensitive yan cant even get w in 2 feet of you without breaking >:( we gotta work on their exposure therapy some more smh smh. until then, this stays a daydream for them! too bad! hehe <3)

-sunny <3

poor sensitive yan!!! just this daydream would get them through so many exposure therapy sessions and overstim sessions

i think their new 'therapy' tactic would be a form of exposure but they realized a while ago they couldnt stop themselves from cumming when they even get too close to you (for a while, just your scent could get them off, poor thing :() so they decided to just work on not getting overstimulated easily! theyd buy a bunch of pedilayte, gatorade and water bottles and spend hours in their room, touching themselves and making themselves cum over and over and over again, until they give themselves carpal tunnel and when theyre recovering from that (whats the point of their hands if they cant please you with them?!)they discover other ways of pleasuring themselves. sex toys, sex machines, theyve already sold most of their possessions to fuel their obsession with you (good quality cameras are so expensive!! lucky theres yandere reselling shops!) so theyve got cash to spare! they get everything. they wanted to try chastity stuff but decided to keep that one unused until you're there to see their desperation for you. they vaguely entertained the idea for when theyre stalking you or planning on getting close but the idea of doing that without anyone else knowing just turned them off. besides, itd ruin all their overstim progress so far!

they end up developing some strong muscles from riding toys, fucking into them, from clenching their muscles so hard from cumming over and over. they like the toys that wiggle the most, the ones that vibrate are too much right now and the ones that dont have any motors just dont do anything wont they lose all function. the ones that dont move however are good on making sure they have enough stamina to please you before completely passing out from pleasure and the ones that vibrate are good for more intense sessions.

its so much fun imagining them slumped on the side of their bed, drooling on their sheets and barely able to keep themselves up as a toy slowly moves in and out of the, the motor quietly whirring, barely audible over their tired moans and panting and the squelching noises from lube/cum.

and them shakily trying to ride a dildo??? ADORABLE!! hands braced in front of them, thighs practically vibrating from the strain, them desperately trying to keep going and stay coherent enough to keep engaging their muscles. dont worry, they wont overwork themselves too hard! but it is funny imagining them slumping forward, groaning and getting drool + cum all over their floor. and just imagine their squeal when they manage to lift themselves off their toy!!! so cute!!

and you know they had to buy a gag almost immediately after their first time using anything that vibrates, having one of the most intense orgasms of their life when the toy finally turns on, back arching off their bed, kinda like a demon lol

and imagining them desperately grinding into a toy, trying their hardest to fuck it like it was you, whining and whimpering the entire time. at first they were just so embarrassed, what would you even say if you caught them like this? but as they get more into it and their muscles are aching and they can barely keep their eyes open, theyre just barely pressing their hips into the toy, until eventually falling asleep/passing out and waking up with the embarrassing fantasy of falling asleep inside of you.

if they have afab anatomy, they manage to last a lot longer than a amab yandere but then they discover they can have a toy for themselves while using a strap (they feel a bit silly for not realizing that sooner and also for fucking a toy into a toy) and they end up the exact same as the amab yandere, a complete puddle.

and if they continue their overstim sessions after getting with you? so cute!! imagine walking in on them in any of these scenarios and lovingly taking care of them, rehydrating them, cleaning them up all while teasing them (but flattered they thought of this) and them waking up, barely coherent and reaching for you, making grabby hands and smiling.

"did... did i do good...?" they'll slur, leaning on you

"you did perfect, love."

#sunny darling #yandere #yandere scenarios #yandere x you #asks #yandere imagines #yandere x y/n #yandere smut

[shina913]

Sunshine (A Scions Story) | JHS

✼Scions Masterlist✼

Pairing: JHS x Fem!Reader; Fem!Reader Sister + Kim Brothers

Rating: M (🔞)

Genre: Friends to lovers; idiots to lovers; Sibling’s best friend; KimSiblings!AU; drama; some humor angst; smut; fluff

Warnings: ANGST!!!; DRAMA!!!; sibling bickering; small-town setting; overprotective/overbearing older sibling; lots of crying; vulnerable confessions; cussing; pining; unrequited love; emotional outbursts; oral (mutual); fingering; dirty-talk; breast/nipple play; unprotected sex in a committed, monogamous relationship; ANGST (yep, as if the first mention of it wasn’t enough of a warning)

Word count: 15,280 words

Summary: A look back at how things between you and Hoseok came to be.

A/N: This is a companion chapter to Scions. You could read the published chapters for context but I think that this story can stand alone. I’ve hinted at this relationship a bunch and thought that rather than inserting a bunch of long-ass flashbacks in my main chapters, I would just write a one-off for these two. And I have to say, I was in love with this story so much that I decided to sprinkle in some of my favorite “sibling’s best friend” scenes from popular movies and TV shows. I hope you’ll enjoy those!

AN/2: A bunch of huge time jumps occur throughout this chapter so hopefully it’s not too jarring. I tried to add dividers where applicable. And lastly, thank you to my loves, @internetjunkdrawer and @deepseavibez for getting through this monster chapter and being so encouraging and sharing my enthusiasm for this story! ILY!

Whenever your mom was on break from filming, she would be up early to make you all breakfast, pack your lunches, and drop you all off at school.

One particular day was special. Not only were you expecting your results from the grade acceleration aptitude test that you took to determine whether you can jump from the 2nd grade into the 3rd grade classes with Namjoon; but it was also picture day.

She excitedly put your hair up in a pair of braids, tying little red bows at the ends. You felt really pretty that day.

Taehyung waved goodbye to you and Namjoon before turning to Hoseok, who was already there when you arrived with your siblings. You normally carpooled with him and his mom.

“Buh-bye, Hobi-hyung!” He had trouble saying ‘Hoseokie-hyung’ when he was smaller so ‘Hobi’ was the next best thing. It just stuck.

Jin took your little brother’s hand and walked him to his Kindergarten classroom.

The three of you remained right outside the second and third grade classrooms, waiting for the bell to ring.

Hobi waved ‘hi’ to Namjoon, then he turned to greet you.

“Nice hair,” he remarked.

Before you could answer, Namjoon interjects with a frown. “Ugh. My mom put hair gel on it then brushed it back this morning. I hate it,” he mumbled while scratching his head.

Hobi chewed at his bottom lip and cringed, his eyes shifting from Namjoon to you.

You giggled at your brother. “I think he meant me, dummy!”

“Oh,” Namjoon says, affronted.

“Your hair looks like that character in that book–Little Miss Sunshine!” Hobi smiled.

Namjoon snickered at that. He thought of a big, round ball with braids and tiny hands covering its big mouth.

You felt insecure for a second–wondering if Hobi meant it as a backhanded compliment or–

“I think you look pretty.” Hobi immediately says with a sincere smile, making Namjoon shut up.

Your cheeks flushed, making you shyly fidget with the ends of one of your braids. “T-thanks, Hobi.”

Namjoon’s face soured. “Eeew, do you like her or something?” 

Hobi’s eyes widened in a panic, but before he could answer, the bell rang, much to his relief. He and Namjoon walk towards their classroom while you walk across the hall into yours. Before you walk in, you look back and find him giving you a shy smile before he disappears inside.

Hobi steps out of Namjoon’s room for a bathroom break while his friend organizes his Pokémon cards in his binder. Heading down the hallway, he pauses when he catches sight of you as he passes the window–your little spot on the roof.

He walks towards the window, sticks his head out and calls out to you. “Hey, sunshine!”

“Hey, Hobi.” You turned around and greeted him, the sound of him saying his pet-name for you made your heart swell.

“What are you doing out here?” He asks, wearing that same shy smile from years ago.

You chuckle at him. “Nothing. Just…looking up at the stars.”

He laughs. “The stars, huh?”

“Yeah.”

He hums then leans on the window sill. “Need some company?” 

Deep down, you’d love for him to sit next to you. You weren’t exactly sure what it was but you always felt safe around Hobi. And… as if you didn’t have more than enough of them, he was like a brother to you.

“Aren’t you and Joon supposed to be playing Xbox or sorting out your Pokémon cards?”

He gives you a half-smile then shrugs. “He’s a little preoccupied with the handbook–trying to organize his cards and figuring out which ones he still needs…which means that I don’t think he’s noticed that I’ve left the room,” he laughs. “I can spend a few minutes with you, though. I mean, if you want?”

“Are you sure?” You knew that he had a fear of heights–you found that out when your family took him to the amusement park recently. It was on one of your vacations while your mom was back in town. With that in mind, you found it strange that he would offer to sit next to you–on the roof.

“Yeah. I-it’s fine,” he tries to sound casual.

“Alright then. Be my guest!” You relented.

He carefully climbs out of the window sill and steps onto the roof tiles. You feel the surface shake a little and his breathing turns a bit uneven after he settles next to you.

You kept your eyes straight up on the night sky, affording him some privacy as he gathered himself, but you were still hyper-aware of his presence. He takes a few deep, shaky breaths to calm himself.

You turned your head to him and smiled. “Are you okay?” You were concerned about him passing out from fear.

He grinned uncomfortably. “Of course,” he says almost immediately. Desperate for a distraction, he cleared his throat. “So…do you do this often?”

“Sometimes,” you say with a hint of nonchalance. Honestly, you did this a lot. Being a teenager had its ups and downs. Having a moment on the rooftop brought some things back into perspective for you.

“I heard your mom’s show got picked up for a full season?”

You nodded wistfully. “Yeah, it’s good. Hopefully that would make her filming schedules more predictable than a movie.”

“That’s cool. Maybe she’ll be home more?”

“I hope so...unless her agent books another project for her,” you sighed heavily, hugging your knees to your chest. “I miss her a lot.”

“I’m sure you do,” he says sympathetically.

You really did miss her…more than usual. 

“Yah! There you are! I thought you got lost on the way to the bathroom or something,” Namjoon says.

“Oh…I thought YN could use some company.”

“Oof, better watch yourself, Hobi. You don’t want to make Austin Cheng jealous,” he teases you.

When your mom called yesterday, you dragged the phone all the way back into your room after she spoke to your brothers. You warned them not to pick up the extension.

Once you had a private moment, you told her about a boy you’d been crushing on at school. When she asked who it was, you stopped short because you heard a crackling sound on the other end–a sign that someone–most likely Taehyung–picked up the extension to listen in, so you had to think fast.

Austin wasn’t bad. He was nice; one of those ‘math-letes.’ While most people would think that translates to ‘giant nerd’ it actually meant that he not only excelled in academics but he was an amazing athlete as well. 

“Austin Cheng?” Hobi repeats while he eyed you curiously.

“Yeah! It’s why she’s been acting all weird since we got back from our vacation!” Namjoon adds. 

But Austin wasn’t really the reason you were acting all stupid…it was just the first name you blurted out while on the phone with your mom. And sure, you thought he was cute and he and Namjoon were also good friends, but you didn’t like him-like him.

“Don’t worry, sis. Austin and I are cool. Although…his personality is a little dry,” he adds flatly. “Anyway, we’ll make sure that he doesn’t try anything crazy on you. Won’t we, Hobi?” He looks to his best friend for support.

“Uh…I…I guess?” Hobi answers slowly, still looking confused.

“Cool! Now that we have that settled, I’ve got the game all set up! You ready?” Namjoon asks Hobi.

“Y-yeah, sure,” he says to Namjoon before turning his attention back to you. “Are you gonna be okay out here?”

“I’ll be fine, Hobi. Have a good night,” you say to him as he steps back into the house. He gives you one final look, his expression was unreadable.

“Good night, YN.”

******

The truth was, since returning from that amusement park trip, you started to look at Hobi…  differently. Before that, you have never spent that much time with him…alone.

While your brothers thoroughly enjoyed themselves going on marathon rides, you could tell that Hobi went gray every time he watched them zoom by while he waited in line.

You didn’t call him out but told your brothers you’d sit out the rest of the big rides, pretending to get a headache from all the whiplash. In reality, you felt bad that he had to put on a brave face for Namjoon when all he really wanted were his feet firmly planted on solid ground.

Hobi, seizing the opportunity to skip the rest of the rollercoasters, said that he didn’t want you wandering around the park by yourself so he volunteered to hang out with you.

It turned out to be one of the best days ever. You ate churros, beignets, then went on an astro-blaster adventure, and rode the same teacup ride over and over. 

It was so amazing that you decided to fake a neck injury the following day so you could do all of the same things with him again. You stood in line for all of the ‘gentler’ rides, talking and laughing about the most random things. You shared more overpriced snacks together while you strolled around the park. Then when night fell, you stood elbow-to-elbow with him while you watched the fireworks and fountain shows right before closing time.

Something had shifted then because you started to feel awkward around him when you got back. Whether it was at his house or when you carpooled; or when he approached you during lunch–which was something he did on a regular basis–your heart rate picked up and your cheeks would feel flushed.

It felt like torture! The thought of describing it that way sounded dramatic, but as a teen, most things and feelings were described in superlatives.

When Namjoon noticed, you tried to play it cool and dismissed it as typical girl-stuff, which made him back off immediately. You didn’t want to make a big fuss over it. This was Jung Hoseok, for crying out loud! Your next door neighbor whom you’ve known since you were in preschool. The same Hobi you went on family vacations with and would sleep over on a regular basis especially after hours of gaming and watching sci-fi movies.

More importantly, he was also your brother’s best friend!

Your ‘weird’ feelings didn’t seem to affect him. He would still hang out at your house and often sleep over during the weekend. At that point, seeing his face became too much for you that you began to hide in your room to avoid any uncomfortable run-ins when he was at your house.

Once, you made your way into the bathroom to brush your teeth, unaware that it was occupied since the door was cracked open. And then you saw him. 

You mumbled some form of apology trying to back away while saying you’d wait until he was done brushing his teeth. You forgot that he and Namjoon were pulling an all-nighter. But instead of letting you leave, he stopped you and mentioned that he could always make room for you by the sink. He also said that it was better for the planet if you just brushed your teeth together.

“You know, I hold my breath for 10 seconds every day to help decrease carbon emissions.”

His comment made you snort and diffused the tension considerably. But because he said it so earnestly, you relented, in an effort to keep things ‘normal’ between you two.

It didn’t take long for you to realize that being trapped in a small space with him was a huge mistake. Every time you glanced up at the mirror, you’d catch him staring at your reflection before he immediately averted his eyes, pretending not to look.

You both carried on like this for what felt like hours…even though it had only been about a minute. You rushed through flossing and blindly dabbed your mouth with a towel so you could scurry back to your room.

But he tugs at your wrist. “Hang on, you missed a spot,” he points out. Before you could figure out what he was talking about, his thumb gently swipes at some leftover toothpaste from the corner of your mouth.

Nervously, you murmured something unintelligible and made a hasty exit to run back into your bedroom, leaving him utterly confused.

******

Somehow this “fake-crush” reveal has thrown off Namjoon’s curiosity, much to your relief. He’s always been persistent

Weeks later, it was Homecoming at school and you wanted to make an effort to get dolled up and look a bit different.

Okay, maybe not exactly different, but more like–a better version of yourself? 

“YN! Hurry up!” Namjoon bellows from the bottom of the stairs. 

“Geez, okay. I’m coming!” You growled from your room.

Namjoon has been extra “big brother-y” since Jin had gone away to college. He had taken it upon himself to keep you and Taehyung in line.

“Girl, quit fussing!” Naya says as she swats your hand away from your hair, tucking one final bobby pin into your head and smoothing wayward strands with the tip of a rattail comb.

You groan at yourself but give her a grateful, appreciative look. You desperately needed help with your hair tonight and Naya has been offering to give you a mini-makeover for years! She let out a deafening squeal of elation when you finally asked her.

Naya steps back and gives you a once-over. “You look amazing! I really outdid myself!”

You rolled your eyes and laughed. But you had to admit, you looked better than usual. You wouldn’t have been able to manage this on your own. Naya even helped you pick out the perfect dress and shoes, which your mom happily sent money for.

You stood up and looked at yourself in front of your full-length mirror.

It was a floral print, knee-length, spaghetti-strap dress with a tasteful V-neckline. Cute, by your standards. More importantly, you didn’t look like you were trying too hard.

“You look so much like your mom!” She cocked her head to the side and smiled at your reflection dreamily. 

Naya would never blow smoke up your ass. She was a great friend.

“Thank you,” you smiled back at her before you distantly heard Namjoon yelling your name again. “Now let’s go before Namjoon’s face melts off.”

You carefully take steps down the stairs in your chunky-heeled booties–which were a sensible two-and-a-half inches high cute but still comfy, as Naya pointed out at the store.

As soon as you reach the bottom of the steps, Hobi coincidentally walks out of the kitchen and into the foyer to grab his car keys by the doorway.

“Hi!” you beamed at him.

At the sound of your voice his head turns in your direction. His mouth falls slightly open at the sight of you. He blinked a few times and stuttered. “Uh…H-hi. W-wow…” 

Just then, Taehyung and Jimin walk out from the living room and stop by the bottom of the stairs.

“Oh, you look pretty, noona,” Jimin remarked with a smile, which made Taehyung’s head whip around at his friend. “Bro, calm down! She’s my sister!”

“I didn’t think there was anything wrong with what I said,” Jimin counters. His eyes drift to Hobi, who looks to be stunned, still staring at you. He nudges Taehyung gently and jerks his chin towards Hobi’s direction.

Taehyung stifles a grin. “Hyungie, are you okay?” he asks with a soft chuckle.

Hobi snaps out of it, his eyes wide and flicking back and forth between you and Jimin and Taehyung. “Uh…s-sorry,” he stammered before shifting his attention back to you. “Uhm, y-you look…”

You nervously anticipate his remark until…

“Holy hell! What took you so long?” Namjoon grumbled as he came from the kitchen, with his eyes wide at you.

“Just wanted to look cute!” You snarked while Naya giggled behind you. 

“For whom?” He countered.

You shrugged your shoulders, playing innocent, knowing that you’d already achieved the effect that you were going for.

“I think Austin’s definitely going to want to hang out with you tonight,” Naya teases.

After your little white lie about Austin, you decided to strike up a conversation with him to keep the ruse going. As it turns out, his personality wasn’t as ‘dry’ as Namjoon made it out to be. You’ve been talking to him since. And though it wasn’t anything serious, there was still a lot of heavy flirting there–which irked Namjoon.

“Don’t!” Namjoon barked at Naya.

You and Naya scoffed then rolled your eyes at him. 

“Why can’t I just look cute for myself? I don’t always have to do things just so a boy can notice me.” Your eyes briefly shift to Hobi, who was still staring at you, before looking back at your brother.

“Hm. Good point,” Namjoon purses his lips. “And for the record, you look beautiful, sis...with or without all that stuff on your face.”

You smiled warmly at your brother. “Thank you, oppa.”

“Agreed,” Jimin adds. “Don’t you think noona looks pretty, Hobi-hyung?” He waggled his eyebrows at him.

“Oh! Uhm…y-yeah...she does,” Hobi says quietly.

Jimin and Taehyung chuckle to themselves.

Namjoon decides to remind everyone of the time. “Alright, alright! We really have to get going. Tae–are you good riding with Jiminie?”

“Yes, hyung.”

“Okay, good. I called dad to let him know we’ll probably be home late. He just told us to have fun and stay safe.”

“It’s a good tip,” Naya comments, winking at you, making you giggle.

Namjoon eyes you and Naya suspiciously. “Just for good measure, we’ll keep an eye on Austin. Right, Hobi?”

Hobi cleared his throat. “Uh, yeah, yeah. F-for sure,” he stuttered.

“Sheesh, calm down, guys. It’s just high school dating,” Naya says in exasperation. “Quit overreacting.“ 

Taehyung and Jimin look at Hobi, who was uncomfortably rubbing the back of his neck, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Anyway! Ready to go, Hobi?” Namjoon turns to Hobi

“Right…we should go,” Hobi answers hurriedly and proceeds to walk out the door, clutching his keys while the rest of you follow. Namjoon switches the porchlight on before locking the front door.

******

“Uggghhh,” Namjoon turned away growling after seeing you and Austin giggling and whispering into each other’s ears from a distance.

“She’s doing that on purpose because she knows I’m here and I can see them. C’mon, Hobi, switch spots with me!” Namjoon tries to pull Hobi to where he was standing so he wouldn’t have to have a clear line of sight to you and Austin.

Hobi pushes him off and stays in place. “Hell no, man! What makes you think that I want to see that?”

Namjoon’s eyebrows furrowed. “What? It’s not like she’s your sister.”

Hobi scrambles for a valid excuse. “I know that! I–I’m just saying…I don’t want–”

Namjoon interjects. “What do you think Austin sees in her?”

“You’re asking me?” Hobi asks incredulously.

“Yeah.”

Hobi chuckles nervously. “I mean…I don’t know. The better question is, what does she see in him?”

“Well…” Namjoon begins, “He’s smart, plays three sports competitively, speaks four languages, and pretty much has a clear path to any ivy league school in the country. What’s not to like?”

Hobi scoffed in annoyance. “Sounds like you might be interested in him, too?”

Namjoon laughed. “I’m simply stating facts. Logic allows me to look past extraneous details.”

“You just called him a ‘cocky bastard’ the other day,” Hobi deadpanned.

“That’s because I was having a rough morning with college applications and student council stuff...” Then he cleared his throat. “Besides, he had his hands all over my sister during lunch! Hating on the guy she sucks face with is pretty much a natural reaction.”

“I guess that’s valid.” Hobi slowly mumbles as he sips on some punch, wishing that Jimin had gone through with his plan to spike it with alcohol–before Namjoon stopped him.

“But seriously, though. What do you think he sees in her?” Namjoon decides to reiterate his question directly at Hobi.

Hobi sighs uncomfortably, finally turning around to see you and Austin laughing about something.

Then he takes a good look at you, warmth blooming within his chest. “She’s nice. Smart. She’s got a wicked sense of humor. And she’s pretty.” 

Namjoon latches onto those last words. “Pretty?” he repeated.

Hobi paused to clear his throat, suddenly remembering who he was talking to. “Y-yeah. You know, she’s not bad looking.”

“Not bad looking?” Namjoon echoed with a slight chuckle.

“What can I say? Your family has good genes,” Hobi says scrambled. “She’s got nice skin!”

“Skin?” Namjoon echoed. “You think Austin is dating my sister because she has ‘nice skin’?”

Hobi realizes that he’s dug himself into a hole that he can’t get out of. He turns to face the opposite way and internally panics. “I-I’m just saying, you know, it could be a contributing factor.”

“Huh.” Namjoon cocked his head sideways. “Do you think YN has nice skin?”

“I mean…” Hobi let out a nervous laugh, “You say it as if I think about it a lot–which–I do not, for the record,” he says defensively.

Namjoon laughs out loud and smacks his friend’s back. “Chill out, dude! We’re just talking here.”

“I know that,” Hobi grimaces. “I’m totally cool!” He turns around again to see you wrapped in Austin’s arms.

******

Hobi walks out of his class with his algebra tutor, Dara, hot on his heels.

“Hoseokie!” 

He turns around as she catches up to him. “What’s up?”

Dara had been extra friendly in the last few weeks. She felt all giddy when he asked if she could help him out some days after school with algebra.

“Was there something that we forgot to cover earlier?”

She was sweet, but he wasn’t really interested in her in that way.

“Oh no, it’s not that,” she says shyly. “I was wondering if we could hang out…uhm…” He barely registers what she says because his eyes focus at the end of the hallway where you and Austin were talking. He could see that you were upset. You were gesturing aimlessly with your hands while Austin stood there, mumbling something that made you shut your eyes and pinch the bridge of your nose.

Moments later, he sees Austin exhale, shake his head briefly before walking away from you.

“Hoseok?” Dara murmured, trying to get his attention back.

“Uh, Dara–c-can you hold that thought? I just need to check on somebody…” he trailed off before making a beeline for you.

“Hey, YN–are you okay?”

You look up to find Hobi standing in front of you in a protective stance. “I’m-I’m good.” You mustered a smile, sniffled, and wiped tears away. 

“You don’t look like it.”

Your lower lip quivers, as you try your best not to completely break down in front of him.

“Is there anything I can do?” He asked softly.

“C-can you please take me home?” You whispered.

“Of course. I’ll text Namjoon. I’ll let him know that I can circle back to pick him and Taehyungie up later.”

Shit. You forgot about Namjoon. “No, Hobi…that’s okay. I’ll uhm…I’ll ask Naya to–”

“Hey–it’s fine. I’ll take you home. Don’t think anything of it!”

******

You whimpered quietly on the ride home. Hobi didn’t force you to talk about it, and frankly, you didn’t want to hash it all out–especially with him.

Austin’s been insanely busy with his college applications and campus tours. He’s also been in an intensive training program for his violin lessons as he was planning to double-major in music and engineering.

He didn’t have much of a choice since his parents wanted him to attend the best university in the country. It wasn’t like he had to try that hard…but it was still putting a strain in your relationship. It was fun for the first couple weeks until his schedule was packed and you saw less of each other.

Even though you didn’t tell Hobi that, Namjoon had mentioned it to him in passing since he noticed that you weren’t on the phone with Austin as much in recent days. Your sour mood was also a good indicator.

You vaguely hear Hobi angrily muttering under his breath. 

“You know what? If I was him, I would have made time for you. In fact, I would always make time for you. If I was him, I’d be like—screw violin classes, I’d rather go see that new Marvel movie with my girlfriend!”

You sniffled, holding your tongue while you listened to him ramble on until he pulled up in front of your house.

“There’s so much more to life than trying to get into a top university. I mean…shit, we’re in high school! If I was him, I’d be enjoying whatever’s left of my childhood. Maybe fall in love with the girl next door or…” he stops short.

Latching onto his last words, you turn your head to him.

His eyes widened and he immediately switched tact. “I’m just saying that, if I were in his place—“

Exasperated and tired, you snapped. “You know, if you wanted to be in his place, then you should have just done that to begin with!”

His brows furrowed in shock. “YN…wh…I-I…” he stumbles on his words.

You cut him off. “A girl can only wait for so long, Jung Hoseok!” You nearly take the car door off its hinges, practically kicking it open then slamming it shut as hard as you could before storming off into your house.

Utterly dumbfounded, Hobi stares wide-eyed at the empty walkway to your front door, wondering what the hell all that was about.

This was the first time you ever lashed out on him. You always got along well and never bickered like you did with your brothers. He wasn’t exactly sure of what he did to be on the receiving end of your ire but he knew that he couldn’t settle until he made things right with you.

******

Hobi walks out of his house to take out the trash when he sees you sitting on the rooftop while you read a book.

He walked across the street and stopped right below where you sat and called out to you.

“Hey. Can we talk?”

You lower your book and look down towards where he stood. “What for?”

“I…I just wanted to…fix whatever I messed up today. It’s been bugging me all afternoon.”

You let out a huff.

“Are you mad at me?” He wondered out loud.

You sighed heavily. “It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it,” you say dismissively before raising the book to your eyes again–trying to hide the embarrassment in your face.

He scoffed. “C’mon, YN. We’ve never fought like that. Or…” he stopped to think, “I don’t know. Was it a fight? I’m not really sure.”

“It’s okay, Hobi. We’re fine! Just forget what I said!” You say evenly, still hiding your face.

He didn’t answer after a few beats of silence, you hoped he would just go back inside his house and forget you ever sort-of confessed that you liked him.

Next thing you knew, you heard a rustling by the side of your house–it was Hobi climbing up to the roof using the trellis and drain pipe.

“Oh my god! What do you think you’re doing?” You gasped, scared the pipe might break off and he’d fall and seriously injure himself.

“We’re going to talk, if it’s the last thing I do!” He heaves himself up on the roof, almost forgetting about his acro- and basophobia.

“Hobi, there’s nothing to talk about–”

“Why did you say what you said to me earlier?” He asks calmly while he sits next to you.

You play dumb. “Say what?”

“You know what I’m talking about,” he says firmly, keeping his eyes on you.

You look away from him, feeling flustered. “It was nothing. I was just pissed at Austin, that’s all.”

“If it’s nothing, then why can’t you look at me when you say it.”

“I just…” you sighed in frustration before turning your attention back to him. ”I–”

His face was close to yours–too close. It made your pulse race. Your mouth went dry and breathing was ragged.

“You just–what?”

You tried to form words in your brain but they just wouldn’t come out. All your sass out the window. But you hang onto your last shred of self-preservation. You scoffed, shaking your head. “It’s nothing, Hobi. It’s stupid. Can we just drop it? I’m sorry I flipped out on you,” you mumbled, while your head hung low.

He groans, running his fingers through his hair in exasperation. He bends his knees and rests his elbows on them.

“Want to hear something stupid?”

You turned your head to regard him quietly.

“When you said that you liked Austin…I…” He chuckles, “My first thought was: this is someone who deserves to be with YN. He’s athletic, ivy league-bound, his parents are rich…I can totally see the appeal.”

You stared at him while he kept his head down, picking at some roof tile whose edge was sticking out a bit.

“Then I thought…” He sighed, “There’s no way I’d ever be able to stand up to that.”

You gasped softly. Did you hear him right?

He peered up carefully at you. “I’m just the kid next door,” he shrugged.

You both silently stared at each other.

“Hobi…”

“Funny how things shift after you’ve been rescued from crazy-ass amusement park rides,” he said quietly.

Your eyebrows knitted, then seconds later, your mouth falls open at his confession.

He scoffed and smiled at you. “I did say you were going to hear something stupid, right?”

“W-why didn’t you say anything?”

“I just didn’t want to be the brother’s weirdo best friend trying to sabotage his sister’s relationship,” he uttered.

His eyes turned downcast. “I mean…what did I have to offer anyway?” He continued, ignoring your question. “We’ve known each other for…ages! We grew up together. You’ve seen snot dripping out of my nose and watched me do pretty stupid shit,” he laughed wryly.

“Everything about me just screams perpetual friend-zone.” He then looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours again. It made your heart crumble that you both had felt the same way about each other the whole time and were both afraid to tell the other how they felt.

You chewed at your bottom lip before speaking. “Hobi, I love that we’re great friends and the fact that we grew up together…it means I know you inside-out. I know that you’re loyal and trustworthy. And…” You sighed, trying to calm your heart beating out of your ears. “I wish that I hadn’t been an idiot and just told you that I liked you, too.”

He chuckled. “Don’t mess with me! I’m already freaking out at how high up we are and that I could slide off your roof any second!”

You laughed. “I’m not! I…thought it was just some stupid crush at first and that I’d get over it but…I really like you. I just had no idea if you felt…the same.”

“Guess we’re both idiots, huh,” he says outright with a grin.

You laughed together.

Once he calms down, he reaches up to touch your cheek. The small gesture sends a warm feeling coursing through your chest. “I hate that he made you cry.”

You scoffed, shaking your head, eyes flicking downward.

But he tilts your chin up so you could meet his eyes. “That won’t happen under my watch,” he says earnestly.

You stared at each other for what felt like ages. You’d known each other for so long; seen each other in their worst, ugliest, most embarrassing moments that you would relentlessly tease each other about. And yet, at this point in time, you both found those to be the most endearing thing; realizing that there wasn’t anything that neither of you could hide from each other. There was nobody around here that needed to be impressed.

“Are you going to kiss me now, Hoseok?” You ask impatiently.

He narrowed his eyes, feigning annoyance all while trying to stifle a smile. “Can you not mess up my game right now?”

You rolled your eyes and groaned at him. “Who’s playing games? Just shut up and ki–”

And he sure did.

Although this was the first time you had kissed him, it felt oddly familiar. It was as if your lips were perfectly molded to his; as if you’d always been meant to kiss them. Your belly fluttered and your heartbeat thrummed in near-perfect synchronicity to his.

You both smile as you pull away from each other.

“I can’t tell you how long I’ve been wanting to do that,” he says quietly.

You chuckled softly. “Better late than never, right?” He laughs in response. “Aw, man…Namjoonie should find this interesting,” he muses.

You inhale sharply at the mention of your brother’s name. “A-actually…can we not tell Joon first?”

“Huh?”

“I mean…he’s already kind of pissed at Austin and told me that he basically ripped him a new one before leaving school. And he said something about keeping a really close eye on the next guy who tries to get with me,” you grimaced. “I just thought, to be on the safe side…maybe we should wait a bit.”

He cocked an eyebrow at that. After you stormed off this afternoon, Hoseok drove back to school to drive Namjoon and Taehyung home. He didn’t really talk about Austin but he looked visibly irate.

“How long do you think we should wait?” He asks with apprehension.

“A few days maybe? He’s also stressed about student council stuff. I just want to wait until that calms down a bit.”

He’s tentative about it at first since he and Namjoon practically talked about everything. But he thought back to lunchtime when his friend was angrily ranting about one of the student council members for slacking on the job.

“You know what? You’re right. Let’s wait a few days and let’s gauge his mood and we can tell him together?” He suggested.

“Good idea!” You concurred, making him smile again.

“Would it be weird if I kissed you again?”

You giggled. “No, because I was going to ask you the same thing.”

You both laughed then his face softened. He cupped your face and slowly closed in to press another kiss on your lips.

******

You and Hobi tried to be slick about it but your dad knew that something was up. He caught Hobi climbing down from your window one night as he was coming back from the restaurant.

You thought that your dad had turned in for the night when you gave Hobi the all-clear to come hang out. But he suddenly received a security alert on his phone so he had to drive back to the restaurant to make sure that nobody had broken in.

“It’s amazing what a couple days in an amusement park can do,” he commented the next day, while sipping on his coffee.

He wasn’t mad. In fact, he encouraged Hobi to exit the front door next time. You guiltily confessed that you hadn’t told Namjoon yet and since his room was right across from yours, the window guaranteed your secret.

“Princess–give the poor kid a break. He’s terrified of falling!”

“I know that but…I think he’s more afraid of Namjoon finding out?” You countered.

Sighing, your dad offered to prop up his ladder by the side of the house so Hobi wouldn’t have to keep hanging onto the rain gutter for support.

Taehyung, on the other hand, caught both of you stealing kisses in the kitchen during a random movie night with Namjoon.

“Oh, chill out! I saw you guys kiss on the rooftop that night,” Taehyung said nonchalantly while he sipped on his orange soda. Being the youngest had its advantages.

“I think it’s great!” He quipped. Aside from getting away with a few things, he sometimes slipped in and out of the room unnoticed.

“I wouldn’t wait too long to tell Namjoonie-hyung, though,” he remarked ominously before walking away. “He might get upset.”

******

Another day, another morning with Hobi sneaking out of your house. Namjoon went out for an early bike ride that day so Hobi was able to walk out of the front door.

He steps out but turns back around while you hold onto the door jamb. “I’ll call you later?” He whispers.

“Okay,” you smiled dreamily before he pressed a lingering kiss to your lips. Before your kiss gets deeper, you pull away from him. “Better hurry before Joon gets home.”

He gives you one final peck before he crosses the street and back to his house. After one final wave, you shut the door quietly.

“Good morning,” says a deep, mischievous voice.

Your forehead prickles in a panic. You thought that you and Hobi were completely alone and up before anybody else in this house. You whip your head around and are shocked to find Jin, who was standing by the basement door with a coffee cup in his hand and a shit-eating grin on his face.

“Oppa! W-what…what are you doing here?” It sounded like a dumb question as soon as the words left your mouth.

He chuckled. “Last I checked, I thought I still lived here.” He shuts the basement door and walks towards the kitchen.

You shook your head, trying to shuffle your thoughts around so they could come out more logically. You nervously walk after him. “N-no, I just meant–I-I thought you had midterms and that you weren’t planning on coming home this weekend?”

“Well, we had a massive power failure on campus so...while the admin is still trying to clean that up, our midterms have been pushed back to next week. I thought I’d come home to get some laundry done, maybe surprise you guys. I didn’t realize that I was in for one, too.”

“Oh my god, oppa–” you said, mortified. “H-how much did you see?”

“Enough,” he says flatly while refilling his coffee cup before turning back to face you. “How long has this been going on?”

“A few weeks,” you mumbled.

He eyed you silently for a minute. “Shit, took you guys long enough!” He roared in laughter.

“Y-you’re not mad?” Your dad and Taehyung knew but you weren’t sure about Jin. He hovered just as much as Namjoon did when he detected boys sniffing around. But since he’s been away at college, you didn’t think much about how he’d react.

He exhaled dramatically. “You know, I’ve watched the way Hoseokie has looked at you all these years. I didn’t think he had it in him to ever make a move,” he chuckled again. “What does Namjoonie think?”

“Uh…” You internally panic, “We haven’t told him yet, oppa. So please–don’t–”

“Geez…calm down!” He laughed, “I was just asking!”

“I told Hobi that we just need to find the right time. He’s been feeling some pressure at school with college applications…his girlfriend,” you mumbled. Namjoon hadn’t been with his girlfriend that long but she was a bit high-maintenance and the stress of all that has led him to take more bike rides during the weekends.

Jin laughed again while picking up his mug. “Say no more! Your secret’s safe with me. But uh…let me know when you plan on telling Joon.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “Why?”

“I wanna see how fast he can make Hoseok run across town,” he chuckled, drinking his coffee.

******

“Hey!”

“Hi,” you beamed back at Hobi. You kept a safe distance, in case anybody was watching, while he opened the car door for you.

You climbed into the back seat while you waited for your brothers. Taehyung said that he was talking to his teacher to try and get some extra work to raise his D to a C in Chem class. Namjoon, on the other hand, was wrapping up a quick student council meeting to discuss final details for prom night.

“Aren’t you on the committee this year?” Hobi asks as he slides back into the driver seat.

You leaned forward, resting your elbows on both sides of the front seats. “Yeah, but I have all my ducks in a row, that’s why I got to leave early. Namjoon wanted to talk about the faculty chaperones. I guess we need a couple more so he’s trying to delegate.”

Hobi laughed. “He was made for this job.”

“Oh, I know,” you sighed. “I almost dread what kind of person he’s going to morph into by the time graduation rolls around. He’s trying to oversee the yearbook committee, too.” You clicked your teeth, “But, I guess some people just thrive on that type of pressure.”

He groaned. “Not too stressed, I hope. I really want us to talk to him soon–at least before this weekend. I don’t want him to be all shocked that we’re going to prom...as a couple.”

You sighed. “Well, I guess…” you sighed again, “If he was in a shitty mood, we could still try to play it off as if we were going as friends?” You squint one eye at Hobi, unsure of what kind of headspace Namjoon would be in this weekend. You and Hobi were tired of sneaking around behind his back and he was feeling extra guilty about lying to his best friend about skipping their game nights to hang out with you–in your bedroom, across the hall from him.

He chuckled. “We could go as friends but…what if I wanted to hold your hand or pull you closer when we dance?” He leaned in further, “Or…kiss you?”

You crack a smile so wide, your face nearly splits in half. “Hobi…”

“What? Couples make out at prom…and…stuff.”

“Stuff?”

“Yeah…” He lowered his voice, his face inching closer to you until the tip of his nose touches yours. “You know…stuff.”

“You’d like to do stuff with me?”

“Only if you’re okay with it.

You looked out the windshield to make sure that Namjoon wasn’t walking down towards the van yet. When the coast was clear, you smiled against Hobi’s lips. “Can you settle for a kiss for the time-being?”

“Always.”

His kiss was tender–all of his kisses were. It was as if he took the utmost care not to bruise somebody he thought about so delicately–even though you were anything but. He just wanted to make sure that you were handled with great care…and that he deserved to be the one to do so.

Little did you know, while you were both lost in your stolen moment, Namjoon stood a few feet away, catching you in the act.

******

Namjoon is quiet the whole ride, which you found very strange.

Normally, he would always joke around; talk about the last student council meeting; or spout some random factoid of the day. Today, there was none of that. He just stared out the window, with his elbow on the passenger door while his chin rested on his hand.

You, Taehyung, and Hobi continued to laugh about something that happened at the cafeteria during lunch – no smartass quips from Namjoon.

His jaw was clenched from the moment he got in the passenger seat, right up until Hobi makes that final turn into your street.

Hobi pulls the car by the curb, leaving the engine on to let you all off before he makes that sharp turn into their driveway across the street. You thought it was really attractive whenever he did it in one swift move…which was pretty much all the time.

“Alright, see you tomorrow, guys.” Hobi says with a smile. He glances up at the rearview mirror at you and you smile back at him. You distantly hear Namjoon’s teeth click in his mouth.

“Thank you, Hobi. See you tomorrow.” You reach around from behind the driver seat and give his shoulder a squeeze. Something you had done many times before.

Namjoon catches a glimpse of the gesture and tenses up further. “Taehyung-ah, get out of the car.”

The rest of you look at each other in confusion. You weren’t sure where Namjoon’s sudden hostility was coming from. Maybe his meeting didn’t end so well?

“H-hyung?” Your little brother asks tentatively, making sure that he heard Namjoon right. Taehyung was seated behind him so he couldn’t tell if he was being serious.

“Did I stutter?” Namjoon snaps again. 

“Uh…o-okay.” Taehyung keeps his head down, grabs his backpack, then exits the car to walk up the path to your front door.

You make a grab for the car door but Namjoon stops you. “No, you stay,” he says gruffly.

“Excuse me?” You sassed.

He turned his body toward the backseat and looked you straight in the eye. “I said, stay, Kim YN-ah!” He barked.

It made you gasp. That was usually Jin’s line. Namjoon very rarely used that ‘older brother’ tone on you.

Hobi’s brows knitted for a second but he relaxes his features, to try to break the tension. “Namjoonie, what’s up with—“ 

“What do you think you’re doing, Jung Hoseok?” His glare stops Hobi in his tracks. 

This confuses you even further. What crawled up his ass today?

“Joon, what are—“

“Are you trying to fuck with me, Hoseok-ah?”

Hobi is taken aback by his question. “Namjoonie, I don’t understand—“

“I saw you at the parking lot earlier…touching my sister!” Namjoon’s eyes look like they’re about to fire laser beams at his friend.

Your mouth falls open, head prickling while your mind races, flashing back to the little moment that you and Hobi shared earlier. A moment that you both thought was private and hidden enough as you waited for Namjoon and Taehyung.

“Joon!”

Namjoon continued his ranting, completely ignoring you. “What happened to our bro-code, man? My sister is off-limits!”

You scoffed at your brother. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Be quiet!” Namjoon bellows at you, making your shoulders jerk.

Hobi’s face turns into a look of concern. He was afraid of this. He knew that he shouldn’t have let things get this far without telling his best friend. “Namjoon, it’s not what you think. YN and I, we—“

“No-no-no-no…” He lets out a humorless chuckle. “There is no ‘we’ between you and my sister. You and I agreed—“

“Excuse me but your sister is right here, and I have a name!” You exclaim angrily, having had enough of being referred to in the third person. “You keep talking about me as if I was invisible! What the fuck!”

“Watch your language!”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes at Namjoon. “Don’t play the ‘oppa’ trump card on me, Namjoon. It doesn’t suit you.”

“I am still older than you, YN-ah.”

You roll your eyes again. “Please–just stop–”

“Namjoonie–we wanted to tell you sooner, I swear,” Hobi finally says.

There was a long, silent pause–only filled by the sounds of the idling engine and Namjoon’s heavy breathing.

“Then why didn’t you?” Namjoon kept his voice low but it still had an edge to it.

Hobi opens his mouth to try to reason with his friend but you interject. “Because I told him to hold off on it. We just wanted to find the right moment.” 

Namjoon pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to rein in his unreasonable anger. “I never would have thought–my best friend and my sister!” He shakes a clenched fist in mid-air.

“We didn’t plan on this happening. It just…kind of did.” You pulled the sassiness back and soften your tone.

“And you both decided to just mess around behind my back?”

Hobi finally turns the engine off. He took in a sharp breath before he lifted his chin to look Namjoon in the eye. “Namjoonie, I’m not messing around!” He says defensively. Your ears started to heat up and your heart pounded. You’ve never seen Hobi and Namjoon talk to each other like this. They’ve bickered and fought over trivial things like Pokemon cards or someone not returning the other’s Nas or Tupac CD. But at the end of the day, they always forgot about it and moved on as if nothing happened.

“I would never ever do that…not with her. I…” He paused for a beat to steady his breathing. “I’m in love with her, bro.”

You gasped softly. It was the first time he had ever said the words. Although his actions were more than enough to show you, hearing the words escape his lips felt near-euphoric.

Namjoon’s features soften. Suddenly, the urge to rip his friend’s head off was starting to fade.

Hobi turns his body to glance back at you and reaches for your hand. You interlace your fingers with his. “I’m sorry. I…didn’t plan on telling you like this but–” He smiled softly. “I love you,” he says evenly and confidently.

“Y-you’re in love with her?” Namjoon asks, still in disbelief.

Hobi kept his eyes on you. “Yeah. I have been, for a while,” he says in earnest. “I’m sorry it took me so long to say it.”

Your heart soars at his untimely confession but it didn’t matter. You loved him, too... so much…and for so long. You grinned at Hobi and couldn’t help but reach up to touch his cheek with your free hand. 

Namjoon squirms at the sight of you looking at Hobi lovingly. He growls annoyingly. “Yaahh!!! What the fuck? I can’t believe this! How the hell did this happen?”

You give Namjoon a deadpan look. “Look, Joon–does it matter?” You turned your head back to Hobi. “I love him, too. And besides, dad and mom are okay with it. Jin-oppa and Tae are cool with it–”

“Wait-wait-wait-wait-wait–” Namjoon cuts you off. “You mean to tell me–that I am the last person to find out about this?”

You and Hobi grimace at each other, guilt painted all over your faces.

“I–I can’t believe this,” Namjoon says, sounding defeated. All that barking from earlier had been reduced to soft puppy-like whines. Regret eats away at you further. You and Namjoon were the closest out of all of your siblings. You practically shared everything together–whether by choice or otherwise. It was that openness between you two that strengthened your bond.

But since getting into a relationship with Hobi, you had been more secretive. Even though you meant well and fully intended on coming clean to him, you felt sorry for lying to him. And although half of your fears were warranted–based on his intense reaction earlier, you still felt bad.

You released Hobi’s hand and scooted closer to your brother. “Joon…I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. It wasn’t Hobi’s fault. I told him that we should hold off on telling you. I just…I wasn’t sure how you’d react and–well…truthfully, I didn’t want you to murder my boyfriend.”

He winces at the sound of the term. Your ‘boyfriend.’ Hobi was no longer a friend who happened to be a boy–oh, no. He was a boyfriend. He shuddered at the thought. Just when he was getting used to the idea of you dating. He wished Jin was here to back him up.

“Was Jin-hyung pissed?”

You bit your lip guiltily and shifted in your seat. “Uhm…n-not exactly.”

“What do you mean?” Namjoon asked.

“H-he…he said that…he wanted to be here when I told you...And he wondered how fast Hobi could run.”

Namjoon’s eyebrows furrowed at that. He thought Jin would have a stronger reaction since he almost blew his gasket when he caught his varsity teammate chatting you up right before a game nearly two years ago.

You and Hobi almost jump up on your seats when Namjoon bursts out laughing hysterically. You think maybe the shock had gone straight to his brain and he had started to lose his mind.

“I…I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” He chokes out after he calms down from all of the laughing. “I just feel like I’m having a Ross Gellar moment here.”

Namjoon loved his ‘Friends’ references. If there was an opportunity to insert it at any point during a conversation, he would. It somewhat calmed you down.

“I meant what I said, Joon,” Hobi says, turning serious. “I love YN. I would never do anything to hurt her.”

Namjoon sighed, shifting his eyes between you and Hobi. “Damn. My best friend…and my sister,” he shook his head gently then chuckled.

You and Hobi took it as his blessing. You scoot over closer to Hobi, smiling and gazing at each other, as if a giant boulder had been lifted off your chests. You touched your nose to his.

“Yah!” Namjoon squawks, interrupting your moment with Hobi. “I may be cool with both of you dating but please…I am begging you not to do all that,” he gestures his hand aimlessly at both of you, “...In front of me! Or…at least keep it to a minimum.”

You roll your eyes at Namjoon. “Fine. Now can you please get out of the car so I can kiss my boyfriend goodbye?”

Namjoon starts to gag at the thought. “Fuck, man,” he says under his breath before he pulls at the car door’s latch to open it.

“By the way, he’s coming over after dinner to watch a movie with me tonight.”

Namjoon groans. “As long as you both watch in the living room.” He steps out onto the curb.

You called out from the open window in the van. “Well, it’s a nice change of pace since we usually just watch in my room,” you laughed.

Namjoon lets out another pained cry, clutching his ears as if they started to bleed.

Once your front door shuts, you climb over to the front seat next to Hobi, still giggling.

“Don’t torture him, YN.” Hobi says, trying to defend his friend.

“I know, I know. I’m just…happy that we don’t need to sneak around anymore.”

Hobi sighed, seemingly content. “Yeah.” He leaned in closer to you. “But if I’m being honest, I’ll miss the whole ‘sneaking around’. It was kind of exciting.” He grinned mischievously at you before cocking an eyebrow knowingly.

“Jung Hoseok!” You grinned at him, suddenly feeling flustered.

He chuckled. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. Actually, it’s a nice thought to actually leave from the front door rather than climbing down your window. I almost broke my ankle that one night!”

You laughed at him. “I’m sorry, jagiya.”

He laughed in return. “I know, I know. I meant what I told him, though. I love you, sunshine.” He touched his finger to your cheek, making your eyes close instinctively at the contact.

When you opened them, you smiled warmly at him. “And I love you, too.” At the sound of that, he closed the gap between you two to press his lips against yours. He cupped your jaw and you melted into him. Your kiss wasn’t frantic or rushed because you weren’t trying to hide from anybody. It was all out in the open.

You loved Hobi and he loved you. And you were happy to show everyone that.

High school graduation and the next four years of college were not without its challenges. But anytime things got difficult, you and Hobi always had each other to lean on. Namjoon had his own thing going–doubling back between university and traveling into the city to send demos and mix-tapes.

Taehyung was off partying God-knows-where, enjoying his college years, and Jin was back home helping your dad at the restaurant. Things between him and Yoojung were getting more serious–they had just moved in together. Your parents thought that an engagement would be on the horizon soon.

You and Hobi would talk about the future, too. Even though graduation was several months away, you were intent on securing a job in the city. There were more prospects for you there and opportunities for growth in your chosen industry: fashion.

“So, I have a couple of internships that I applied to. I should be hearing back from them in the next week or so. Have you looked into those other places that I emailed to you?”

You looked up at Hobi from your laptop screen. He was busy polishing some glasses behind the bar.

“Jagi?”

“Huh?”

“I asked if you checked out those places that I forwarded to you. They’re big accounting firms in the city and are accepting at least 5-10 interns this year.”

“Yeah, I did. I reached out and sent my application in.”

You smiled at him. Hobi dragged his feet with his internship applications but you gently nudged him–by sending him a few potential companies that he could work at. Hobi decided to major in accounting, just like his mom. He was already getting some real-time training in bookkeeping when he helped out at Hangsang, the local pub his family owned and ran.

“You know, if you do well, they’ll hire you directly. You’d be set right before graduation,” you say encouragingly.

“You don’t have to say all that. If I get it, I get it. Otherwise, I can just go and find a job elsewhere.”

That made you frown. For months, you and Hobi have talked about moving to the city together after graduation. He never really expressed any misgivings every time you brought it up. But as your senior year at university drew to a close, it seemed as if he wasn’t so keen on the idea.

“Don’t think like that, jagi. You have to be positive! You have such a great personality and you’re so smart. I’m sure you’ll ace the interview.”

He gave you a small smile. “Well, if my girlfriend believes in it then, who am I to question it?”

You beam at him then lean over to peck him on the lips. When you pull away, he’s smiling but it doesn’t reach his eyes.

“Is there something else bothering you, jagi?”

He sighed. “I’m just nervous, I guess. We’re far from home and we won’t know anybody there…”

“Namjoonie will be there,” You say in an attempt to console him.

“I know, but he’ll be doing his own thing. It’s not like he can hang out with us every single day.”

“Then we’ll just have to make new friends!”

He looked at you ruefully. “What’s wrong with the friends that we have?”

“That’s not what I mean, Hobi. What I’m saying is that we should make more friends…in addition to the ones that we have. It’s all part of getting acclimated, you know?”

Hobi, although incredibly outgoing once you got to know him, was painfully shy when it came to meeting new people. He always kept with the same inner circle and rarely ventured out. You knew that this was a stretch for him.

You cupped his face and gazed at him lovingly. “Jagi, it’s going to be difficult. I’m fully aware of that. I’m scared, too–I don’t know how things will play out for us. But you know what? Knowing that we’re doing this together? That’s all that I need to help me get through anything.”

He stared back at you, his thumb gently brushing over your eyebrow.

“Can we please just try? Please, Hoseokie?” You gave him your best puppy-eyes.

After a few beats, he nods softly. You beam with excitement and pepper him with kisses.

“Okay, okay,” he chuckles. When you calm down and pull away from him, his expression turns sober again.

“And if it doesn’t work out?”

You pursed your lips. Truthfully, you didn’t want to think of a scenario where things didn’t work out. But because you love him, you didn’t want him to be unhappy. He was already stepping out of his comfort zone for you but only with the assurance that you’d be in this together. You owed him that much.

You looked him straight in the eye. “Then we’ll come back. We’ll put our roots down here.”

He touched the tip of his nose to yours. “Okay then,” he acquiesced and smiled more broadly this time.

You smiled back and kissed him. “I love you, Hoseok.”

“Love you, too, Sunshine.”

After a day of moving, you and Hobi finally settle into your new place in the city. Once the moving truck was empty, you repaid your family with some delicious, extra greasy takeout food while Hobi picked up two 6-packs of beer from the liquor store around the corner from your building.

It was just a little past 8 PM and Jin, Taehyung, Jimin, his dad and your dad just left to drive back home. Namjoon left slightly earlier because he had a meeting with a music producer the next day.

The whole process went pretty smoothly except when your furniture got delivered. The couch was good, the dining table was good, but when it came to your bed, the company seemed to have shipped it with the wrong frame. They apologized and promised to deliver it in two days since it had to come from a different warehouse.

“I mean…I guess we’ll be okay for a couple days?” You stood in your bedroom, hands on your hips, staring at the floor, where the mattress currently laid. You wondered if it was worth putting sheets on it now or you’d be better off sleeping on the couch–which had a pull-out bed.

You felt Hobi’s hands wrap around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. You instinctively lean your head back to him, fatigue, suddenly hitting you.

“I don’t mind roughing it for a couple days.”

His comment made you chuckle. You were hardly ‘roughing it.’ You got lucky scoring the apartment. Not only was it in a decent neighborhood but it was rent-controlled, too. Your dad beamed with pride at you.

“So…” he began. “Do you want to christen it?”

You snorted. “Are you kidding? With the mattress on the floor?”

“Oh, c’mon,” he says slyly, “At least it’s on a mattress and not the backseat of my mom’s minivan?”

You roll your eyes at the reminder of where you had sex the first time. “Sure. And the sound of plastic sheeting crinkling under my naked body has always been a little kink of mine.” There may have been a mattress but you hadn’t unwrapped it yet since the frame hadn’t been delivered.

He laughed out loud. “That’s a very solvable problem.” He leaves the room quickly and is back in a few seconds with one of your throw-blankets. He quickly unfurls it and spreads it across the top.

He crouched down to sit on the edge of the mattress before scooting back to stretch out fully, putting his hands behind his head and laying on them.

“See? Nice and comfy already!”

You smiled. Leave it to him to always be solution-focused and see the bright side of things.

With a sigh, you bent down to crawl up to the mattress. He pulled his left hand from under his nape to stretch it across the empty space. You rested your head on it and snuggled up next to him. He pulls you in closer and plants a chaste kiss to your forehead.

You crane your neck up slightly to look at him. “Are you happy, jagi?” You ask him quietly. Before you left home, he had some reservations about moving away.

His thumb gently brushed over your eyebrow while he regarded you intently. “Wherever I’m at, as long as I’m with you–I’ll always be happy.”

“I love you, Hobi.”

“I love you too, sunshine.” He tilts your chin up, lowered his lips to yours and kissed you. It was soft, almost leisurely at first. It wasn’t long before you were licking and moaning into his mouth while his tongue also fought its way into yours. 

You moved your body closer to his, feeling his hardon pressing against your center. You grind onto it, making him groan into your mouth.

He withdrew himself from you to pull his shirt off. You sit up and do the same then reach behind you with one hand to unclasp your bra.

He cursed under his breath once your breasts came into view.

Despite the humidity in the room, your nipples tightened into hard points. With a soft grunt, he sinks his mouth onto one to suck on it. You let out a moan when he flicked your nipple with the tip of his tongue. You feel your panties soak through in an instant.

“Hobi…I want you now,” you begged.

“Nah-uh. You know I love to take my time with you,” he crooned.

“But I’m ready,” you whined petulantly while dragged his mouth down your sternum, placing soft kisses on your ribcage.

“Just let me savor you first,” he says in between kisses. “And when I’m done, I promise I’ll give you what you want.”

You groan in frustration but in the back of your mind, you knew he was good for it—especially when he paused right below your navel, tugging on the waistband of your bottoms and underwear, peeling them off you, and tossed them somewhere on the floor.

Your thighs parted, as if they had a mind of their own, in anticipation of what would happen next.

He slots himself between you, resting the backs of your legs on his shoulders to open you up wider for him.

He swipes your clit with the tip of his nose to take a whiff of you, making your breath hitch in response. It didn’t matter if you were covered in dried up sweat from moving and unpacking boxes all day today. Your scent always turned him on. Something about the mixture of your pleasure and arousal made him feel euphoric.

He brushes your clit with his fingertips prolonging the agony for you, before pushing two fingers into your cunt.

“You’re all soaked,” he purred while simultaneously sliding his fingers in and out.

“I told you I was ready,” you mewled while you bucked your hips against his hand. “Stop playing with me and just fuck me, please!”

He chuckled, ignoring your pleas. “Always impatient, huh? You know I always want to make you cum first.” With that, he withdrew his fingers. You watched him lick them, and you would have cum right then.

Then he lowered his head again, dragging his tongue against your folds. You hissed through your teeth and tugged at his hair when he wrapped his lips around you, sucking and fluttering his tongue on your clit.

Your pulse quickened, feeling your climax building up within you. 

“Fuck, Hobi…you’re so good at that.”

He hummed into your clit at the sound of your praise, the vibration pushing you closer to the edge.

“Oooh shit, I’m so close, fuck…”

Pushing two fingers into you, he curls them upwards and massages the sensitive tissues within you while he continues to tongue your clit.

With a few more gentle suctions and some hard licks, you cried out hoarsely once your orgasm hit, your core pulsing and squeezing around his fingers that he continued to pump in and out of you. You flinch, trying to pull away from him once overstimulation starts to set.

Still in a daze, you barely register him getting rid of his bottoms. But then you came back to full awareness once you felt him sink his length into you. Your walls make room for him while he stretched and filled you.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and churned your hips restlessly…your body quietly begging for more.

You looked into his eyes, they were dark and glazed with equal amounts of lust and love. He dipped his head to kiss you. You taste your arousal from his lips, igniting your desire even more.

His full weight was on you while deep, sexy groans vibrated against your chest. Your walls convulsed while he thrusted in and out, boring deeper into you.

Then, he paused to shift your bodies on the mattress, where he sat up and you were on top of him. He loved this position–when he would watch your tits bounce or suck on them while you rode his cock until you came all over him.

He licked the beads of sweat that dripped between the valley of your breasts, then moved to gently bite each nipple, sending another rush of shivers down your spine.

He cupped your face in his hands and locked eyes with you. “You’re so beautiful…I love you…”

You pressed your forehead to his. “I love you, jagi…so much.” You kissed him again while you rolled your hips to him. He breaks the kiss only to suck on his thumb before he slid his hand between you. He massaged your clit in slow, rhythmic circles. You lean back a little to give him better access, keeping your hands on his shoulders for leverage while his free hand holds your waist securely to him.  

You contract your insides furiously, building up another climax as the feel of his cock fucking into you and his thumb on your clit work you up into a frenzy.

The way he knew your body was insane. He knew exactly where to touch, where to kiss, how to tease and how far to push it. He knew all of your cues, every shudder, a hitch on your breathing, and your moans…

You dragged one out while he hit a sensitive bundle of nerves in you. “Mm…getting close again, huh?”

You nod your head furiously, which only spurred him further. He kept stroking your clit and met your thrusts, goading your climax. The sensitivity made you thrash against the onslaught. A few more pulses of his finger on your clit sent you over the edge. You came again, letting out a hoarse, broken cry.

A rough sound rumbled within his chest while he swelled inside you, chasing his own climax.

“I’m close…where can I cum?”

“Lemme suck you off,” you breathed out.

He slowed his tempo. “You sure?”

You leaned in to kiss him. “Yes.”

He held you as you pulled yourself off him gingerly. He watched while you sat on your heels and settled between his legs. The flat of your tongue traced a vein up his length and up to the tip, making him drag out a groan. You took him in your mouth again, your neck arching back as you lowered.

“Holy fuck…” He threw his head back as his cock hit the back of your throat. You pulled back, your tongue coated in your arousal mixed with the rich flavor of him.

He groaned, his hands cupping your jaw. “Don’t stop, baby. Suck me dry.”

Your cheeks hollowed as you found your rhythm, while the sound of his ragged breaths and moans filled the room.

“Fuck, baby…gonna cum…” He ground out. His cock swelled in your mouth. Your scalp stung as his hand fisted and pulled at your hair. 

His mouth fell open, his abdomen clenched as he let out a guttural cry, his body shuddering as he came hard.

He cursed as you swallowed. He emptied himself in thick, hot bursts, as if it was the last thing he’d ever do. By the time he finished, you were gasping for air.

He pulled you to your feet while you both stumbled backwards onto the mattress, tucking you to his side. His lungs struggled to catch his breath while he came down from his high. His hands roughly roamed your sweat-slicked body as he pulled you in tighter.

“Holy shit, I think I can see spots before my eyes!” He choked out, pressing a quick, rough kiss to your forehead. “Who knew blowjobs could cause temporary blindness?”

You curled into him, resting your head against his chest while his heart pounded loudly while you sighed. “Wow, I’ll take that as a compliment!” He lets out a throaty laugh.

You held each other like that for a while, his fingers sifting through your hair and gliding gently down your back.

“I’m so happy,” he said quietly while his lips tickled your temple. 

You craned your neck to peer up at him. “You make me happy.” Swallowing a lump in your throat, you whispered, “Don’t ever leave me.”

He smiled and caressed your cheek. “I don’t think I could ever do life without you.”

******

“Hey…you haven’t touched your dinner.”

Even though you hear Hobi’s voice from a distance, you couldn’t make out what he was actually saying since your eyes were glued to your laptop and piles of paperwork that you’ve been poring over all weekend.

It was close to 11PM and you had a deadline–it technically wasn’t for another few days but you wanted to finish early and leave a great impression on the bosses.

You and Hobi were supposed to head back home for the long weekend but you volunteered to put together a capsule collection that was shaping up to be high-profile. It was a collaboration effort with a celebrity so you had to spend many hours picking and choosing possible pieces along with moodboards to present to your client. You saw it as a great opportunity to give you that leg up that you need to secure this permanent position at the company.

For a moment, you closed your eyes and stretched your neck from side-to-side. You tried to convince Hobi that he could still make the trip home to go see his parents and you would just stay back at your apartment in the city to finish work.

He refused to leave without you.

“Baby?”

“Hm?” His voice snaps you out of your hazy state–fatigue mixed with hunger and irritation. He was standing right behind you now, rubbing your neck and shoulders.

“You should get some rest.” He bends down and places a kiss on the crown of your head.

You leaned back towards him briefly, focusing on his hands that worked the pent up tension off your back. A few seconds later, you hunched over your laptop again. “I just need another two hours, jagiya. I have this all figured out–I only need to line this all up to make sure everything’s within the theme…then I can get all of it done before tomorrow.”

“I thought you said this wasn’t due ‘til next Friday? You know, on account of the holiday this weekend.” He took the seat next to you on the dining table.

You sighed, rubbing your cheeks slowly, willing some life back into them. Hobi watched you silently. You’d dropped a bit of weight since you were stressed and overworked.

“You should eat something. I can feed you, if you like?” he offers.

You chuckled at the idea. “Hobi, I’m not a little kid. You don’t have to do that.”

He remained serious and stared at you with concern. “I know I don’t have to but–I just get worried when you skip meals.” He cupped your hollowed cheeks. “You’ll get sick, sunshine. At least take a break and have a few bites?”

You gave him a small smile and relent. “Okay,” you say quietly. You take your plate of food that he made you and gingerly get up from your seat to microwave it. But as soon as you stood up, your vision went blurry for a second. The next thing you knew, your world had turned upside down.

Hobi curses, catching you before you hit the floor.

*********

A week later, after a long day at work, you come home to your apartment. You were surprised to see Hobi home early since he previously mentioned that he was meant to pull an all-nighter at the office to get through piles of paperwork.

“Hey.” He greets you after you toed your shoes off by the door. “I thought you had some stuff to finish at the office?”

“Eh…I just thought I put in enough hours this week. Someone else can start pulling their weight. How was your day?”

You flopped yourself on the couch next to him and he instantly wraps his arms around you.

“Fucking long,” you say emphatically, then sighing heavily. “I got in trouble today because one of the other junior staff fucked up on one of the documents, so I pretty much ate shit for the better part of the day.”

“What? And you didn’t say anything?”

“Well–technically, I handed off the work to her because I already had a ton of stuff going on. It was my responsibility to give her all of the information and…I missed a few details.” You groaned at the headache that started to build up. 

“That’s fucked up! Did you tell your boss that it wasn’t your fault?”

“Hobi–I already apologized, I corrected the mistake—“

“Why? Why would you apologize for someone else’s screwup?”

“Hobi, please…I just wanted to avoid more trouble. Trying to argue would have just aggravated the situation and I really didn’t want to make it worse.”

He shakes his head. “That’s fucked up,” he says under his breath.

You scoffed. “Excuse me? In case you’ve forgotten, we need to keep our jobs to stay afloat here.”

“Mm…and getting treated for exhaustion is part of staying afloat?”

You bit the inside of your cheek at the sound of that. This job took its toll–but you had to work hard. All of this effort you were putting in was going towards your future.

“We should just go back home,” he says unceremoniously.

Your head jerked back in surprise. “Go back home? W-why?”

“Because, I hate watching you struggle like this! That night I took you to the hospital? It scared the shit out of me!”

A pang of guilt hits you. “I…I’m sorry for that, jagi. I’m trying to take care of myself now. I’m eating, taking breaks…”

“It’s not just that,” he interjects. He opens his mouth, hesitating for a few seconds before continuing. “You collapsing was the final straw!”

Your shoulders slump, utterly at a loss for words at this. You weren’t sure where all of this negativity was coming from. Day in and day out, you both went to your jobs, fully committed to reach your goals.

Final straw?

“What are you saying?”

He sighed heavily. “I’ve held on for as long as I could…but I just can’t anymore. I’ve been struggling…a lot. I hate my job, I’m tired, and I’m stressed all the time. What’s worse is that I don’t like how it’s all starting to affect us.”

“Hobi–I…” you moistened your dry lips. “Look, we knew it wasn’t going to be easy, right? And that it wasn’t going to be smooth-sailing? We’d get some bumps in the road…” you trailed off, trying to justify your situation.

“I know that but–we go out, come home…then we fight. It wasn’t like this before. I don’t want us to resent each other.”

“What? Jagi, I don’t resent you. Work is just…there’s just a lot of pressure involved for me and I’m sure what you’re going through is a rough patch. That’s what happens when we’re just starting out, right? Once we’re a bit more established–”

“I quit.”

“W-what?” Your voice faltered in disbelief.

“I quit my job. Today.” He deadpanned.

“W-wait–you quit?” You heard exactly what he said but you wanted him to repeat it once more just to make sure that this wasn’t one of his ‘gotcha’ jokes.

He nodded. “I was just getting pushed too hard and I couldn’t stand it anymore. Nobody should be allowed to treat people that way!”

Hobi had struggled at work from the get-go but he didn’t talk about it openly. He was usually vague when you asked him about it. In reality, he had a difficult time relating to people at the office, much less pleasing his boss.

In an effort to cheer him up, you tried taking him with you to happy hours with your coworkers and casual nights out with your new friends but something in him still felt off.

“Hoseok–” you groaned. “That is irresponsible of you. What about our rent? Bills? I–How…” You tried to form coherent sentences. “What are we going to do?”

After a beat of silence, he looked you straight in the eye. “We can go home.”

His suggestion stopped you in your tracks. “But…what about my job?”

“Sunshine, we can start over back home! The great thing is that we’re already familiar with it. We don’t need to make changes, everything can just stay the same! And the rent and utilities? Since we’re not locked into a lease anymore, we can just finish out the month in this place. That’s in two weeks!”

“Two…weeks?” You say vaguely. You felt as if you were having an out-of-body experience.

“I could see how this internship has been taking its toll on you. It’s just not right. You’re putting in all of this effort for a job that may not even get offered to you in the end. There’s no guarantee in that!”

He had a point. There was absolutely no assurance that you were going to get selected for the full-time position at the company. Although your boss promised that they would write everyone great recommendations, it wasn’t enough for you to bank on that.

“Huh…two weeks?” You ask again.

“Yeah, we’re out of here in two weeks!”

Your mouth opens tentatively, “Wow…that’s…really soon…”

Softening his features, he moves closer to you, cupping your face. His eyes glistened differently. It was this bright, warm light that seemed to have been snuffed out not long after you moved away from home. But now, with the promise of leaving all this behind, that glow was back.

“I know it’s a lot to take in. But think about it, we’ll be back home! No more stress, no pressure,” he assures you.

“R-right,” you concurred.

Then, he gets an idea. “C’mon, you must be starving! I’ll make you dinner, okay? It’ll be done by the time you get out of the shower,” he grinned.

A week later…

Hobi busied himself, packing and boxing up your things. Unfortunately, work has been riding your ass so much that you haven’t had the time to pack or sort through your stuff at the apartment.

Today, you came home early after a big meeting with your manager.

You were standing in the kitchen when the door opened and he saw you. He was just coming back from running errands all morning.

“Hey, sunshine,” he beamed at you.

You gave a somber greeting back. He walks straight to you to give you a kiss.

“I just spoke to our landlord,” he began excitedly, “She said that she’s sad to see us go since we’ve been such good tenants. She also said that if we ever change our minds and come back, she’d be happy to refer us to one of her other properties. I said that was a nice offer but I don’t think we’d be back anytime soon,” he chuckled. Leaning onto the counter, he sees that you were still quiet.

“Are you okay? Are you hungry? I can fix you something–”

“No, I’m…I’m okay right now,” you answer him. “Just had a pretty eventful day at work.”

“I’m sure,” he grinned. “Is your boss stressing out over your replacement after your two weeks are up?”

You exhaled nervously. “Actually…I wanted to talk to you about that.”

His eyebrows furrowed. “Talk to me about what?”

“Work.”

“Work?” He repeated. “What’s there to talk about? You put in your two weeks, right?”

You shifted your weight on your feet anxiously and sank your teeth into your bottom lip.

“You did put in your two weeks, right? YN?”

“I got offered the full-time position today…” You paused to gauge his reaction before continuing. When he didn’t speak, you said, “...And I accepted it.”

His jaw falls open from shock and confusion. “I…I don’t understand. I thought that you–”

“I was, I was! I…I fully intended on putting my two weeks in but I–”

“Is that why you haven’t packed?” He looked around the apartment where your things were still strewn about.

You stared at him blankly and didn’t answer.

“YN…” He gripped his forehead in exasperation. “I don’t get it. What else would be keeping you here?”

“A guarantee,” you answer quietly.

“What? What do you mean?” He was incredulous.

“You’ve told me that I keep hanging onto something that wasn’t even guaranteed. But now that it is, I’ve decided that I’m staying. I can’t leave now.”

His voice rose. “Yes, you can! Just as we came here, we can get out of here.”

“No!” You said firmly.

“I’m sorry…did you just say ‘no’?” He chuckled bitterly. “You really want to stay in this hell-hole?”

“It is not a hell-hole! Namjoon lives here and he’s doing just fine!”

“But that’s how Namjoon is! He grits his teeth and pushes through it. Doesn’t matter if his shit gets rejected 30 times. He’ll keep at it until he gets the validation that he needs. I’m not like that!”

“Well, maybe you just need to grow thicker skin!”

His eyebrows knitted at how absurd that was. “Thicker skin? What is that supposed to mean?”

“Meaning, you shouldn’t give up so easily. You have to keep pushing yourself to do better! This is all fuel—to make you stronger…better!”

His jaw drops in shock. “Better? Stronger?” He laughs bitterly.

“Yes! Things aren’t supposed to be just handed to you. You have to work for them!”

“You don’t think I worked my ass off in the last year?” He was agitated and started to pace around the room.

“I never said anything like that! But I also don’t understand why you are being so narrow-minded about all this.”

He stopped and stared at you, his expression hardening. “Oh, I’m narrow-minded? Will you listen to yourself? I just told you that I was unhappy at my job and our life here and you tell me to-to-to grow thicker skin? You are completely blinded by your ambition!”

You stared back at him, indignant. “My ambition? Wasn’t this supposed to be our dream to begin with? For our future?” You say loudly.

“This was not my dream nor was it what I envisioned as our future. This isn’t the life that I want.”

“Well, what kind of life did you have in mind?” You challenged.

“Just a simple, quiet life…with you.”

Now it was your turn to laugh. “See, that’s the problem with you. You’re just completely content in staying where you’re at. You don’t aim high enough.”

“The problem with you,” he points at you aggressively, “...is that nothing is ever enough. You always want more!”

You square your shoulders and tilted your chin up at him. “What’s wrong with wanting more?”

He caught his lower lip with his teeth, pain etched all over his beautiful face. “Because it means that I will never be enough for you.”

Your mouth drops at his remark and you let out a faint whimper. “Hobi…that’s…that’s not even–”

“I tried. I really tried. I tried adapting to life in the city. I went to work…tried to make new friends just to help me get used to it all even though I kept feeling out of place. And I did it all for you. But I realized that…I can’t do this for the rest of my life. It’s only been a year and I already feel exhausted. I’m done!”

You felt off-balance again, just as you did last week. Except that it wasn’t exhaustion or skipped meals that was causing it. After Hobi’s confession, you felt the need to lean against something. You settled for the kitchen counter.

“Please, YN, let’s go home,” he pleads, “While I still have my dignity.”

“If you’re exhausted and done with all of this…then leave,” you said quietly.

The crease between his eyebrows deepened. “Now you’re just being selfish.”

“Oh, I’m being selfish?” You pointed to yourself. “Working to build a nice future for us is selfish?”

“We can still have that! Why does it matter where we’re at?”

“Precisely! If where we’re at doesn’t matter to you, then why do we have to go back? Why can’t we stay here?”

Hobi runs his fingers through his hair in exasperation. “We’re going around in circles, sunshine–”

“Don’t call me that.” Your eyes turned downcast. His term of endearment always made your heart bloom, but hearing it now just made it sink.

“I resent the fact that you’d call me selfish.” Tears stung your eyes. “I am not nor have I ever been selfish when it came to you.”

You also worked your ass off in the last year. Working overtime, taking on more projects. You also did all of these things with him in mind. For both of you.

“YN…” He tried to reach out for you but you backed away from him.

You gazed at him wordlessly.

“I can’t leave without you,” he pleaded.

You sank your teeth to your bottom lip in an attempt to steady its quivering. “But I know that you can’t stay with me either.” 

It’s been over two months. It felt more like years. But no, it’s only been a couple months.

You moved in with Namjoon temporarily until you saved up enough to find a place that you could afford. He didn’t mind you living with him and wasn’t pressuring you to move out, either. But since he’d been seeing this new girl, you didn’t want to cramp his style.

Since living in a new neighborhood, your usual work commute continued—albeit a different train stop. Luckily, both locations were still within walking distance.

“Miss! Miss!”

You look around to find a man chasing after you. While Namjoon’s neighborhood was relatively safe, living in the city has kept you hyper-vigilant and skeptical of random people trying to grab your attention at the train station.

You immediately dug your hand into your purse, finger firmly placed on the trigger of the can of mace that you carried with you.

“You dropped this,” the man says, holding up a familiar object.

Your other hand instinctively grabs at the carabiner keychain clipped to your purse strap. It held your office access badge and your metro card in a plastic card case. The card case was no longer attached to it.

“Oh my god!” You took your metro card and badge as he handed it back to you. The plastic case seemed to have broken off the keychain by accident. “Thank you,” you uttered in relief.

“You’re welcome. Might want to hang on to that,” he said, pointing to your transit pass.

“I had just reloaded this, too,” you said worriedly.

He smiled. “I noticed that you take the same train every night.”

You slowly reached into your purse for that can of mace again. “Y-yeah…” 

The look on his face showed worry and confusion. “Oh…I wasn’t saying that to be a creep or anything. This is my stop, too. I just wanted to point out that we always seem to end up taking the same train often…the same car, even!”

You were still apprehensive. “I just happen to stand at a specific spot so that when I get off the train, I’m right by the escalators or stairs.”

He laughed. “I’m the same! I’d rather get in and out conveniently. I work around Montgomery Street,” he reveals.

“Oh, wow,” you let out a laugh, “That stop gets really packed.”

He nods. “I know.”

“I, uh, get on at the Powell Street stop.”

“Ah. Lots of retail shops there.”

“I work in fashion,” you affirm.

“I see,” he nodded again. “I didn’t catch your name—“

“I never gave it,” you responded.

He put his hand over his chest to introduce himself. “I’m Sam, by the way,” he smiled warmly. “And although I took a peek at your work badge, I’m hoping you would still tell me your name?”

He seemed a little less threatening now. You loosened your hold on the pepper spray.

“I’m YN.”

His smile grew wider. “It’s great to finally meet you.”

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[baekhyunnybyun]

bias tag game

tagged by: @lee-minhoe (ty beloved 💜)

rules: you're going to pick 10 of your biases (or as many biases as you have and then fill in the rest of the spots with idols you like) and number them 1-10, then answer the questions below. try not to look at the questions before you make your list!

tagging (ofc only if you want to): @cheolmatez @sunminshine @boobzi @kimsmingyu @janggtoco @choiyeonjuns +anyone else who sees this and wants to do it!! Pls tag me if you do 🫶🏻

questions below the cut

My Bias List (narrowing down to 10 biases was an impossible ask. I'm still very much in my exo brainrot so I have all 3 of my exo biases on this and also moon taeil ily. Also sorry to all the women I bias. I could literally make a list of 10 gg biases and do this a 2nd time):

Baekhyun

Taeil

Jongin

Chanyeol

Minho (shinee)

Dokyeom

Wonwoo

Haechan

Donghun

Kihyun

QUESTIONS

1. Between 7 and 5, who did you bias first?

Minho. Choi Minho is my og bias wrecker. Plus I started stanning shinee in 2010 before seventeen was even a thing. Wonwoo was just a babe in the woods at that point 😂

2. Between 2 and 6, who are you more attached to?

TAEIL v. DOKYEOM?? Well, it should come as no surprise to anyone but the answer is Moon Taeil. I adore that man with my whole being (I hope he's recovering and resting well rn). Lee Seokmin is very important to me too, but he was up against my moon man and stood no chance. Sorry, DK 💔

3. If you were to spend the day with either 3 or 1, who would you choose and what would you do?

I have to pick between Kim Jongin and Byun Baekhyun??? This game is rude 😒 but ofc I'm choosing Baekhyun. Mel had a really cute answer to this that I'm not going to be able to compare to. But I feel like Baek just needs a break. So I'd probably choose to do something chill (I say as tho I wouldn't be a basket case and like I can speak Korean). Maybe go to a coffee place, preferably one with baked goods, near a park or a river and just take our coffee (and pastries) to a nice spot to chill and talk. Maybe get some pizza for lunch. Play some video games (truthfully I'd probably just watch HIM play since I only play single player games due to being shit at them). Idk 🤷‍♀️ I'm bad at this lmao

4. What is your favorite physical feature about 9?

HIS SMILE!! I know he's known for his sad eyes while singing but COME ON!! LOOK AT HIM 🥺 (yes, I'm stealing mel's idea of including a picture, but mostly bc more people should know and love Donghun)

5. What is your favorite part of 6's personality?

Dokyeom is like the literal embodiment of sunshine. He is so bright and happy!! You can tell he loves life and finds joy in little things. His laughter and smile is such a serotonin boost! I know that he feels and thinks about things deeply and can be a little (a lot) hard on himself. But he's got this big, big heart. I just love how full of light he is, yk?

7. Between 1 and 2, whose closet would you raid?

Why do I feel like neither Baekhyun nor Taeil have much that I would want to raid from their closets? 🤔 idk that I pay that close attention to their own personal styles either tbh. I think I'm picking Baek tho. I don't have a great reason other than I know he's always wearing these oversized things. And oversized clothes are cozy 🤷‍♀️ I'm stealing one of that man's hoodies and keeping it for the rest of my life thanks so much

8. What is a style that you want to see 3 try?

I don't feel like I have any notes for Mr. Gucci. Jongin has a much better grasp on fashion than I do. AND he's done pretty much everything and can pull off the craziest things.

9. Between 5 and 4, who are you closer to in height?

Minho, but I'm not actually close to his height either. Chanyeol's just a tol boy™️

10. Between 10 and 9, whose music do you like the best?

Oh man this is such a difficult question. Out of the 2, Kihyun's the only one with solo work. But Donghun's voice is SOOO 👌🏻💯🤧👏🏻👍🏻 I feel similarly about Kihyun's voice tho. If we're saying between a.c.e's music and monsta x's tho...?? I *think* I'm choosing a.c.e's, but kihyun's solos are so good 😭😭 this is such an impossible decision to make 🙃

#ok i could do this with 1000 questions #this was a lot of fun #and lowkey makes me want to answer with my gg biases #could also do this again with an alternate list of boys 😅 #i'm sad i didn't really say much about a few of the biases on my list lol #tag games

[tecchous-thicc-buttocks]

(P.S just answer the ones you feel comfortable answering. Cause I'm really curious but like I dont wanna overstep, y-kneurr) anyways ----> 1.) who's the most relatable BSD character to you and why? 2.) You mentioned in your BSD violence analysis that you "suffer from a similar loss of truth on a daily basis" like Nikolai. Do you have OCD,if I may ask? Cause I do (symptoms) and it's a pain. 3.) Who's your fave BSD character and why? (lmao I love the vibe change) 4.) fav fiction work?

YESYESYES MUAH ILY TY FOR ASKING OVERSTEPPING IS SCRUMPTUOUS DO IT MORE OFTEN

relatable is absolutely nikolai. I used to say dazai because of the whole double-personality, depressed but goofy bla bla bla thing (i'm not like other girlzzz😋😋), but as I mentioned, I feel like they're opposites in their emotions. I am an emotional person; I feel things strongly and get irritated at my emotions. Both I and Nikolai fall on the "understands what is right and wrong but doesn't understand right and wrong" spectrum and I crave detachement from reality because I am detached from reality. Plus I would definitely develop a strong love/hate feeling towards anyone who understood me as well as I understand me. Close second is Ranpo but we do not need to get into that :D

I have no mental illnesses officially but honestly I can't say I think I have OCD. I think I'm just goofy 😩😩😩 but fr I don't think it's that deep, nowadays society, being emotional or thinking differently is shunned and my loss of reality is just a byproduct. mayhaps??? unsure tbh but i do hope ur symptoms aren't too bad bby i'll swordfight em for you <33

FAV??? OH GOD THAT'S LOADED because I love tachihara bc he's ABSOLUTELY HEAVENLY PERFECTION, lovecraft bc he's baby, and ranpo bc ranpo,,, but I HONESTLY DK?? I do appreciate the simultaneous complexity and simplicity of Fyodor's character, plus he a stinky cutie so that'll have to be my answer !! but my vibe n mood change like the weather so don't think too much abt it lol

Don Quixote de la Mancha by Miguel de Cervantes, hands down. I've read it in three languages multiple times each, in terms of fiction there are so many nice books I've read but the thing about Don Quixote is that you get it all in one. The book is long and it's got romance action philosophy humour you name it. It's from like Shakespearean era so it has some funky vocabulary but it's so so good. Plot in a nutshell is that a man spends so much time reading chivalry novels that he becomes delusional and thinks that he IS a knight and goes on adventures which have their own subplots. (lowkey I think - I'M CONVINCED - that he's the one whose ability is the Book™️ in bsd bc it makes sense this is a theory of mine that I refuse to not believe) ANYWAYS GO READ IT RN 👹👹👹

#OMG ANON PLS MARRY ME #THE WAY THAT U ASKED BTW #SO CUTE #IDEK WHY #I THINK IT'S THE “y-kneurr” #made my knees weak fr #I'M SORRY MY ANSWER WAS SO LONG??? #i ramble #i love talking about myself ngl #it's just #it ain't my fault i'm so interesting omg #anyways that don quixote theory is something i refuse to unbelieve #it just makes sense to me #PLS ANONS ASK ME MORE THINGS DONT BE SHY #HERE'S A COOKIE🍪 #ILY BTW #so um yes bsd brainrot is coming back #i may or may not begin to post more shitposts #just to attract yall anons #psst psst pspspsps click click cm'ere kitties #anywho #<333 #ALSO WHY DO YALL FOLLOW ME WHAT IS IT THAT I PROVIDE THAT YOUR HEART DESIRES??? #SO I CAN DO MORE OF IT IG???

[narsicen]

One Americano and One Caramel Macchiato

Part 2/2

Pairing: Bang Chan (Skz) x GN!Y/N

Genre: slice of life, college!au, lab partners!au, loving from afar, angst, fluff, bittersweet, Popular!Y/n, Quiet kid!Chan, first loves, meet cute,

Warnings: none? Please tell me if I missed some or one though !!

A/n: HELLO omg stop I’m so sorry I- stop I swear I was DONE WITH THIS EARLIER BUT I——— 😔 my beta readers were so slow OMF but like I do hope you understand that, I’m so sorry also bc I already edited the last one which was part one and dude…… I FORG,OT THAT ???? THIS WAS A TWO PART STORY OMFFFF??? i tell u i cried lmao, but like PLS IM SO SORRY THIS IS THE ENDING 😔😔 ILY GUYS TY FOR UNDERSTANDING

Part 1

Your door made a soft creak as you opened it to enter your room. Wiping your hands on your sweater, you’ve always hated how your fingers turned into prunes after washing the dishes from dinner. Sitting down on your bed, the mattress dipped which let the letters that you had left, slide near your lap. 

Picking the nearest to fall off your mattress as it slid dangerously near the edge. You sighed heavily, your chest has never felt heavier with regret? Probably the lack of responsibility that you couldn’t figure out why was digging a pit in your stomach. 

You stood up to walk over to your desk. Find some old, barely-used pad paper and some pen in your pen holder. You find your fingers fidgeting with the pen you subconsciously picked, it’s been a while since you’ve actually sat at your desk with nothing to worry about, maybe you still had two things to worry about but there hasn’t been a recent memory of you writing in your diary without a care in the world. Just you in your little world.

Before you knew it something in your chest took over. It wouldn’t hurt to be careless again. If this ever haunts you again in the future just like what the movies portray it to be. You brushed the feeling of worry off as you blew a piece of hair that hell over your eyes. You hadn’t even past your 30’s and you’re worried about your future so much, this was supposed to be the time of your life, no one your age cared about how a simple letter would affect you in the future, hell, if Chan could do it, would that mean you’re worse than him? You’d be considered a coward even if you’ve taken a lot of risky turns in your life. Even if those turns weren’t your choice, you took them anyway. 

So… 

What’s one more risky turn going to do to you?

~

Dear Chan,

I know you said to throw the letters away once I’m done reading, but I think I’ll hold onto them for a while. Thank you for writing these, really, it may seem unbelievable but no one’s ever written me a letter in my time being here. To be honest, I thought the letters were endearing actually, it’s nice to know what you’ve been up to on those days, it felt like I was actually talking to you. Today was our graduation day and to be frank, ever since I got home, I just flopped onto my bed and it felt weird knowing I had nothing else to do, you know without my extracurricular activities to worry about or the people to reply to. I know you said to read your letters at least a week after, but I was really curious to see what you wrote, and I thought your letters were incredible despite you admitting you find languages and literature arts unbearable. You sounded like a professional writer, it brings my “editor-in-chief” label to shame. Jokes aside, I thought your latest letter was meaningful, I mean all your letters were meaningful, I just thought the last one was like the cherry on top. This might never reach you because I just know you’re probably already done with moving out of the dorms, and you seem to have a bright future ahead of you, and we’d probably never get the chance to meet again, but I’d like to say that, I, too, was intrigued by how you treated me. I must have fallen in love with you as well because of how you, in comparison to everyone else around me, were normal. Chan, you were a breath of fresh air. exactly what I needed within the elite school we attended. Maybe fallen in love as a friend? Or romantically? I will never know because these feelings were something that never even reached the top of my stomach, it never ached my lungs nor tore my heart into shreds. It’s funny because you would have thought I have been in a relationship or even felt these types of feelings towards people, especially with the “exceptionally special” people I was surrounded with. I have felt similar before, but I knew it was nothing more than peer pressure. Do you know that saying? Being the normal one in a group of unique people makes you equally as special? It’s not a widely known saying, Heck I don’t even remember where I had heard it, but I know you made me feel that way, I felt so indifferent but with you by my side? I felt like I was living a normal life, I felt like a student for a moment in my life, and that’s thanks to you. I wouldn’t say this is a love letter to you, but it’s a letter with feelings I don’t usually talk about to just anyone. Does it matter if it’s a love letter? I think letters store a certain feeling in them, whether it is fondness over someone or curiosity or hatred, that’s what makes it a letter right? I don’t think it’s bad to consider this a love letter, and I don’t feel any hatred or disgust for your letters either, yes it can be unsettling sometimes, but your letters didn’t hint at that at all, it was like talking to you and if anything? I’m rather fond of the fact that I got the honor of receiving letters. You may not know this, perhaps no one actually knows this, but I love arts, I love artworks of artists and I love written works from authors, a major reason as to why I wanted to join the school’s paper team. The reason why I’ve never taken up any arts classes or courses was because no one finds that intriguing anymore. No one really appreciates the arts with awe and stars in their eyes. And it's clear that not a lot find it enjoyable, even though you went out of your way and for some reason you resorted to writing letters and not just texting me or catching my attention in class. It has always been a dream of mine to get letters just like in fairytales. How’d you know that I always wanted to be the subject of a letter? I think writing letters to someone or writing a letter in general is one of the most romantic gestures someone could do. I don’t mean romantic as in a courting way, or a declaration of love, at least I don’t see it that way. We do have something called the “Romantic period”

don’t we? It had nothing to do with a plague of lovesick couples and a ton of love letters and unrequited love. It was just the literature of romanticism, it’s all about subjectivity and an emphasis on individualism; freedom from rules; solitary life rather than life in society and the beliefs that imagination is superior to reason and devotion to beauty. You get what I mean. It’s just known for its intense energy and passion, and never was about romance, not the kind of romance you’d find in the way couples kiss or hold hands. It’s just beautiful to write a letter, to receive one, and to address one. It's a nice change of pace from the odd confessions from a random guy I spoke to once, and suddenly he thinks we’re on our 3rd year of dating. I feel that writing a letter is one of the purest forms of declaration(?)Whatever you put into words on a piece of paper is hard to remove, especially with how much you could have written. It’s just whatever is burdening your heart or pushing you to write about. Nothing can compare to the thought that someone writing that letter was just everything that they couldn’t say to your face. Or it could be everything that they’ve been meaning to explain or say, and the fact that it’s addressed to you, has to be one of the many butterfly-filled stomach experiences one can encounter in their life. Who knows if this is my last letter to you like you said yourself, I don’t know if I’ll keep writing to you, or I’ll forget in the process, or if I’ll ever show this to you when I meet you again. Also, Chan, I’ve always wondered who gave you your nickname. I hear Jisung say your nickname a lot so I also guessed this was something your friend group calls you. Wow, writing a letter makes you realize how empty a conversation is. All I can think of talking about is about my day, and I’m sure you already know how our graduation day went.

Are you mad at me? You should be. The social divide between us was very apparent even from the start and I appreciate that you regardless tried your best to befriend me. I also wanted to be your friend, so very badly. I want you to know that I didn’t and I never wanted to lose you as a friend either, I was just scared. I know it must have hurt for me to just draw away so quickly, and only for me to realize how you never looked at me with hate and spite, but you genuinely thought I was a good person. I’m telling you this now as a way to make up for all the unsaid feelings of yours that I never got to read. Chan, I really do thank you. For the short time, we were friends, you taught me so much knowledge that I value, but if there's one most crucial lesson that you taught me it would be that nothing and no one is perfect in this world. Especially myself. Since then I felt free. You didn’t tell me that, you made me feel, and after 4 years of people telling me these things, actions always seemed to be more meaningful to me. I wish I knew this sooner, I wish I knew better too. In regret, I want to promise you that with the new people I’m going to meet, with the new people I’m going to surround myself with, I’ll know my place and I’ll know better. I know you won't even know of this promise, and I know I might break this promise in the future somehow, intentionally or accidentally, I just want to confide this promise in you, know it’s safely tucked away in this letter makes me feel safe, comfortable, and this feels like something I missed out on in the years of my youth. Regardless, I’m happy to be able to experience it just as we are to part our separate ways. If a miracle happens, and we end up seeing each other again, I hope you won’t look at me any different, and I’ll be sure to ask you to be my friend again.

Oh, and before I forget, my favorite color is yellow. And people meeting each other for the first time ask that question too, I would’ve told you the answer if you asked and if you weren’t so focused on telling me that americanos are just “superior.”

Goodbye Chan. I, too, hope to see you soon.

Sincerely yours,

Y/N.

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[jiminrings]

OMG THERE'S SO MUCH UPDATES!! I've been busy these past week probably will be untill this week since its finals (hopefully i could pass this semester) and i haven't been able to read the rest of updates after mm intermission #2 :< I'll read it once my schedule is free:)

that's just me updating u babe. And have a nice day/night ahead luv!! 😚

no worries babe!!! december’s always hectic and i get u 🫂 ur gonna ace the semester i jus know it already!! take ur time bae ily ty for being here!! have a good week ahead <3

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I AM NOT OKAY FUCKIN LEE FELIX

7 notes - Posted September 5, 2022

#4

Guerrilla MV

8 notes - Posted July 29, 2022

#3

Cat café

pairing: Felix x reader

wc: 2.5K

genre: fluff

content warnings: none

a/n: this is my first fic so be nice please :)

(ty @georgenootfound for beta reading this ily)

“Oops sorry,” I try looking up from the floor to see who I’ve run into. Literally. All my things are on the floor. Kneeling on the floor next to me I see a young blond man collecting everything that’s spread everywhere.

“Oh! don’t worry” he hands me my last things “I wasn’t looking, it’s totally my fault.”

I finish shoving all my stuff inside the tote bag. I turn back to thank him, but. Wow.

The first thing I can notice is that he looks like an angel. He’s smiling down at me with a charming look in his face. His hair is blond and slightly pushed back, and I can’t help but notice the little freckles decorating his pale skin.

Fuck I love freckles.

“I’m Felix by the way” he scratches the back of his head nervously. Could he get any cuter? “Again, sorry for bumping into you” his deep voice snaps me out of my trance.

I introduce myself back.

There’s not a day that has gone by since that accident. I have not stopped thinking about that Felix. At this point, I don’t even think I can stop.

Thinking about his perfectly styled blonde hair or his tiny freckles decorating his face. The color of his eyes. The way he smiled at me before introducing himself. But the one thing that kept me awake at night was his voice. That deep voice would make anyone feel things they’ve never felt before. How someone who looks so angelic could sound so devilish?

With those thoughts on my mind (always on my mind. I can’t stop), I started the day. Just like every other day, I get ready for work and leave my flat, not forgetting to say goodbye to my cat. On my way to work I stop on a shop nearby to buy some stuff for my little fluff ball. I was wandering through the corridors in the pet shop when I bump into someone.

Again. Can anyone ever look where they’re going?

“Sor-“ I start to apologize to the stranger when, to my surprise I realize who it is. This couldn’t be real, not again. “Oh-”

“Hi Felix” I look up at him before looking down at the floor. God, my shoes really need some cleaning. I chose the worst day to wear these – did it have to be in front of him? I laugh nervously, a little embarrassed. What are the chances?

“Oh hey, didn’t see you there…again” I feel my cheeks going red “It seems like we can’t meet in a normal way.” He chuckles.

“Oh, I wish we could,” I mumble, still looking down at my shoes.

“What was that?” I look up immediately. Stupid, why did I have to say that out loud? I feel my cheeks heating up more- if that’s even possible. I bet I look like a fucking tomato. Crap.

“Huh?” Huh? That’s all I can say? God. I wish I could function like a normal human being. “I didn’t say anything” ugh.

“Are you sure?” A devilish smile paints his face “are you sure you didn’t say anything?” he tilts his head.

Damn. I wish I could disappear.

Instantly.

I don’t know what to say, so I stay silent. I look back down, too embarrassed to keep eye contact.

He grins. “Me too, by the way.”

And with that he turns around and walks away. It takes me a few seconds to process everything that happened.

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13 notes - Posted December 7, 2022

#2

43 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

sir???? lee know????? what are u doing????

99 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

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[chryblossomjjk]

kiki what are you talking about,,,, mf "im a bit disappointed with this piece" PT 2 WAS AMAZING. i mean this wholeheartedly, i havent been this invested in a fanfic in a hOT minute. I cant wait for part 3 AHHH IM SO EXCITED. (but take your time ofc ily)

STOP IM CRYING AND GAGGING AT THIS-

im always insecure about my writing but especially this piece for some reason. i think bc it’s a pt 2 and i didn’t want it to be lackluster compared to the first part. also writing long form content is a whole different beast than one shots if that makes sense?

REGARDLESS, thank you so much for reading and being so kind!! it really is so nice to hear when i feel self conscious about things. means a lot to me. ty for being invested in my little stories ily 🥺💖

#ask #fic: practice

[sunookkii]

hey i know request are closed but this idea just got stuck in my mind and i wanted you to write sum about it if you like it 😭 so basically its an enha reaction/scenario ? where they forget your birthday, (maybe not in a bad way but i dont mind if its angst) hope ur good btw !! <3

a/n : OMG WAIT SRY TO ALL THE OTHER REQUESTS BUT THIS ONE FOR SUM REASON REALLY STUCK OUT TO ME i hope you enjoyyy ;) also I wrote so much I’m so sorry- [not really read proof~]

Also i am well ty for asking >.<

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.enhypen imagine ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Enhypen forgetting your bday~

Genre : angsty ish

Warnings : mentions of food, crying, one swear word??

Requested : yes ty beautiful person ;)

Heeseung :

Okay okay so its your birthdayyy and you were really excited for what to happen because you wanted to see what kind of surprise your boyfriend did for your birthday

But to your luck he forgot :(

So you spent all day giving him hints like ‘what day is it’ and at one point you gave up and started pouting really hard

And your face was just overall sad everyone else had remembered your birthday including the members, but for your boyfriend to forget it lowkey hurt

Almost half the day passed and he still didn’t remember

So you ended up going into the room by yourself and started to cry

Your whimpers got louder and louder even though you were trying your best to stay quiet so he doesn’t hear

A few minutes past by and heeseung started looking for you because he sensed something was wrong.

He looked on the calendar really really carefully and FINALLY he came to his realization that it was your birthday but it was kinda too late cuz you hid yourself in your room to cry.

He came into your room to wish you a happy birthday but he sees you curled up into a ball crying to yourself

He felt so bad after this happened, “IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME I WONT EVER GORGET AGAIN!”

He hugs you so tight as if your life depended on it, won’t leave you out of his sight for the rest of the day. You’ll be hearing a lot of hbds and ilys for the rest of the day~

^ so yeah 🤕

Jay :

I feel like it’s rare that he forgets these type of dates buut for the sake of tumblr lets pretend he completely forgot 😧

You woke up in a great mood because it was your birthday of course

You were expecting to be receive a hbd wish from your boyfriend, but nope nothing all morning.

You received a bunch of hbd wishes on Instagram and other platforms mentioning you, but none of them were from jay :(

You quickly got frustrated and because it was your birthday and your bf the person you love most didn’t remember really hurt

So gradually your face became wet from heated silent tears. But unlike heeseung he would super quickly notice because he’s on his phone a lot and he dates things like ‘y/ns bday’ (idk but I imagine him dating things on his phone)

He’d then be like OH SHIT ITS YN’s BD

Runs to you soooooo quick just to see your face red and a bit wet.

Once your eyes connected your tears started to come out quicker

He literally runs up to you to hug you HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IM SO SORRY I FORGOT

After he said that he ran away from you leaving you alone, which made your heart drop thinking that he didn’t care.

But once you finally came out of your room you were greeted with a homemade delicious cake your boyfriend made for you that looked like this

You could tell he felt really bad bc usually he always had a smile on his face while cooking but this time it was a ‘I’m sorry’ face

“I’m really really sorry please forgive me”

All was forgiven bc the cake tasted so mf ing good

Jake :

It was your birthday today, a day that only came once a year so like any other human being it’s a special day for you

You were super excited to see what Jake did for you, because every birthday you had with him was always such a surprise

But today was sort of… different? :(

You saw jake in the living room on the tv and went straight up to him with a smiley face. “GOOODMORNINGGG” 😁

After cuddling for a while on the couch you lifted up your head and asked him If he knew what day it was, he just replyed with a simple Wednesday? With a confused face

I’m pretty sure that one word was enough to make you pretty upset 😅🥲

You started to pout and went back into his chest with a disappointed face.

“Ahh what what, what day is it tell me?” He said playfully, not realizing it was your birthday.

You stayed silent as he checked his phone, ‘y/n’s birthday don’t forget’

When i tell you he gasped he GASPED.

You were already in the verge of tears “IM SO SORRY HBD BABY”

You were still a bit upset at him so you replied with ‘did you really need your phone to tell me what day it was’ 😕

He hugs you tighter while mumbling ‘hbd hbd hbd’

Suddenly let you go of his arms and said he had an errand. Without any explanation he got his car keys to go somewhere leaving you and your thoughts by yourself.

‘Does he not love me anymore that he doesn’t even want to spend time with me on my birthday? ☹️😭”

A while later he comes back and you’re luckily still on the couch where he left you

^^this dude came back with three beautiful cakes from your local cake stores. “I’m bacccckkkk!! please forgive meeeee you know i love you with all my heart 🥺” (okay i hate to use this emoji but there isn’t any other way to describe it TT)

You obviously forgave him because you know it was never his intention to forget,,, “you owe me hugs and kisses for the rest of the day :(“ kindly accepts your request because that is something he’d never complain about #freecuddlesfromyn

Sunghoon :

Okay but like hear me out he’s the type of boyfriend that would ‘pretend’ he forgot your birthday but he actually didn’t

So when he ACTUALLY forgot you just thought he was joking until…

“Hooonieeee, stop joking around I’m seriouss”

“I’m serious too i seriously don’t know what day it is”

“What…”

You leave him for a bit alone with his thoughts, not even gna lie if he did end up forgetting your bday it would take him a while to remember it

But once he remembers he feels so bad 😭

Tackles you with so many hugs and bday kisses and showers you with I’m sorrys and hbd wishes

genuinely ask himself how he forgot the lohls birthday (love of his life’s) literally beats himself for it

And you have to tell him that it’s fine and that you forgive him~

Brings out the birthday cake and sings you a happy birthday song while clapping and laughing.

Puts cake on your nose

Sunoo :

Idk if he’s the type to forget but like jay I don’t think he’d forget

I feel like to him birthdays are the MOST special thing/ date for a person

Like obviously the rest of the members think that but especially sunoo really like sticks to this

So if he had forgotten your birthday you were sooo hurt you ignored him the whole day keeping your distance until he finally remembered

Once he remembered he went to go find you ASAP where you were hiding int he corner of the bedroom moping

He showers you with hugs cuddles kisses pecks, you name it he does it

He feels so bad that he could forget smtg like this, literally asks himself how he could forget such an important date

If the convenience store was still open he’d run to the nearest store and surprise you with a birthday cake. But not just any cake it’d be a cake that was decorated by the one and only Kim Sunoo

Would prepare it so nicely and even have a lit up candle so you can wish on it.

the type to surprise you with it even though he forgot. Brings it to your room while singing the hbd song.

Puts cake frosting on your nose #2, takes lots and lots of pictures to post on insta later

caption : “happy birthday sunshine~”

Jungwon :

he was on the couch as per usual just scrolling through his phone to keep himself occupied but also updated

Not knowing what day it was,,,,,,,

you come outside of your bedroom excitedly to expect a wishful happy birthday wish from the person you love most

But for some reason it oddly seemed like a normal day

“Wonnniiieee my loveeee, guess what day it is!” You said with a sheepish smile

“Hmm wednesday?” He said looking up at you with a calm face

Your happy smile soon became a little pout

“You really don’t know?”

“Isn’t it just a regular Wednesday? Why is there something special?”

oh my- he broke your heart right then and there

You run back into your room because you feel heated tears about to fall, even though it was something small the thought of him not remembering your birthday the day of your birth hurt. A little.

Jungwon was actually super clueless he genuinely didn’t know what day it is but something about you seemed off and the way you ran to your room was quite odd to him so he went and followed you

Before he opened the door he already heard small whimpers from the corner of the bed, and that immediately triggered him and he was about to beat up anyone that made you feel sad 😠 little did he know it was him who made you feel that way

“Baby what’s wrong? Why are you crying”

He holds your chin and turns it to get a better look

wiping your tears with his thumb, you were being a dramatic his giggles make you feel a bit better even though you were mad at him for forgetting

“You forgot my birthday.” You said to him while crying

You can literally see the gears in his brain start to turn when his face went from 😄 -> 😳

“IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY” hugs you so tight that you literally can’t breathe

Doesn’t know what to do to make you feel better, “I’m really sorry for forgetting your birthday, I don’t really know what got into me, please forgive me.”< cue the cutest kitty puppy eyes

He kept on rambling on abt how he was sorry and deserves your forgiveness you literally had to shut him up, he was sorry please forgive him >~<

Cuddles you for the rest of the day

Niki :

He was playing video games normally on his phone, until you excitedly stormed into his room “hiiiii babbbbyyyy”

“Well someone is happy today :)”

“Well of course bc u know what day it isss ;)”

“Wednesday?”

😧😦 < that’s what you looked like when he didn’t know, “you really don’t remember?”

“hmm I’m not too sure” he said before going back to his game

you slowly became disappointed and just ‘celebrated’ your birthday by yourself in the kitchen. :,((

he didn’t notice that you were sad at first bc he was busy playing on his phone, around an hour later he went to the kitchen to get a snack when he sees you in the kitchen staring into space rested your chin on you arm.

‘Are you okay? You seemed fine earlier’

You decided to play the silent game and just avoided him... so he tried to get you to talk to him but after a while it didn’t work so he sort of gave up and went to ask his hyungs what’s wrong with you.

“Niki,,, it’s y/n’s birthday omg did you forget??????” Jake said texting niki

and that’s when the lightbulb in his brain turned on

He rushed to the kitchen and back hugged you so tight and gave you so many cheekie kissies to try and make up for ‘forgetting’

But to his luck you were still mad at him

Soooo he came up with the idea of going to the convenience store really quick to get you a bunch of flowers and a nice cake to surprise you~

You ended up forgiving him because he was tickling you threatening you to forgive him

N knowing Niki he’s not a person you can be mad at for long <3

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[seijorhi]

asks :))

what i have learned today is that y’all wanna get fucked by some monsters...

What does nostos mean? What language is it in? 🤔 also I of course loved it, mind blown as usual queen

it’s ancient greek! it means homecoming, the idea of a triumphant return home for the hero after a long journey. i found it through looking at the root of nostalgia. in this fic of course it’s kind of a grim tongue in cheek play on it. the reader’s coming back to the mountains, but she’s running away after a bad breakup, and the welcome she gets is... shall we say less than ideal haha

Just read nostos-

First of all as a person who reads monster shit- hell ya. Mhm. That’s some good shit right there. That was DELICIOUS horror. It actually had me a bit nervous and afraid to read what was gonna happen next 😳

Secondly- omg I wanna know what happened next (at the end) 👀 know what I mean??? 😼

ANYWAY AS ALWAYS you never disappoint and your writing is fantastic (if/when you write horror yandere stuff again I’ll be there- frothing at the mouth. A+++++ work ILY💖)

you want me to write the monster porn, just say it bby ghfjdkshgfjkd but ty

Omfg that fic was so good!

Did the readers mom know about monster kuroo?? Or was she just worried because of the previous murder? And did Kuroo somehow manipulate reader into coming back to the forest or was it just a big coincidence? (👁👄👁 there's no such thing as a coincidence)

Looking forward to your future work <3

ty nonnie!! i didn’t have the right space for it, but after kohsuke was ripped apart and eaten kuroo stayed by the reader’s side until late in the night, only disappearing when he heard the reader’s parents/search party approaching. they found her lying in pools of blood (and scattered half eaten body parts), shaking and unresponsive – they knew no animal could’ve done something like that. so they knew something lurked in those woods, but considering the reader had repressed the memories, her mom couldn’t just come out and say it <33

You are an AMAZING horror writer!!!

The uneasiness I got from the conversations with the mom is just *chefs kiss*

A+++++

ahh thank you!! horror is such a hard genre to write because i’m never sure if the suspense and everything’s gonna hit right haha

I read Nostos before going to sleep last night and at the time I was like “sure hope this doesn’t give me nightmares” and thankfully it didn’t lol. But I think I’m willing to take that chance again because it’s so GOOD and I think I’m just going to have to relive it – @ohno-otome

fhdjgbfhjkdfn i’m glad it didn’t give you nightmares bby!! but i also appreciate that haha, i’m an absolute wimp with scary movies and stuff but i just can’t stop watching them haha

I just wanna say that I was listening to "You're a psychotic villain playlist" on youtube while reading Kuroo's oneshot and I can't explain the emotions I felt, but I'd let Kuroo do things to me asdfghjkl – @itishebihime-samaforyou

ooh nice! sometimes the right playlist makes things doubly as fun haha

OH MY GOD!?!?! Nostos was soooo GOOD?!?!? Like it was so creepy (but in a good way), and scary and suspenseful!! And the ending!?!? Omggg honestly one my fav fics from you!! You did my mans Kuroo justice 🥺💖💕

TYYYYYYY i was genuinely concerned i was gonna scare everybody off haha

Ah! The new fic! Chiefs kiss! Magnificent! Bravo!🧚‍♀️✨🧞‍♀️🦖🦭🌹💫

tysm nonnie!!! <33

i’m pretty sure i’m in the same/similar timezone as you? and i do be staying up late to be one of the first to read your fics (i usually stay up late anyways). so imagine my surprise when i see you post in the afternoon. in conclusion, whether you post to align with your european and american readers’ timezone, my gmt+10 arse will still be one of the first to read your fics. also nostos sjdufigyyjf i have to admit, i recently just found out about monster fucking and nostos scratched the itch😫 i feel bad for kohsuke though

bby i always post at like 2-4 in the morning please get some sleep!! the fics will be there in the morning lmao. i kinda low key forget about my aussie/gmt+10 followers because i think there’s like... 3 of you haha

Honestly if i could give u a dollar everytime i got off to your fics, you'd probably be rich by now

lmao the idea that people find my fics hot enough to get off to still blows my mind lol

your newest kuroo fic was so SO good!! its totally okay if you dont want to answer this so you can keep things ambiguous but is monster kuroo planning on killing the reader after he's...done with them

thank you, bby!! but no, monster kuroo isn’t gonna eat her – he’s had plenty of chances to do that if that’s what he wanted, but he has other plans for the poor reader

RHI, I WANT TO STATE FOR THE RECORD THAT I AM OKAY WITH MORE MONSTER FUCKING IN THE FUTURE. i also want to say im not a monster fucker, but that just feels like a lie at this point. okay, now that that's off my chest, i love it. the mystery, the connections of kuroo to a cat. kuroo's probably gonna go and batter around his prey once they're under his grip like my cat does. hopefully the reader will come out somewhat unscathed, if they are ever allowed to leave 😌 love this, love how different it is, the way kuroo just tries to weasel in. very monster and yandere vibes, very you. have i said i love this yet?? id willingly let him get me drunk on his cock, maybe never leave the peace of the mountains again

‘i want to say that i’m not a monster fucker’ bby the denial will get you nowhere haha. just lean in and embrace it hgfjkdlkfgjnkdl ahh but thank you this is such a sweet ask ILY!!!

Omg omg the monster thing kuroo was in ur latest fic is so familiar to me abdhdmfnjfjf. I remember being told abt a monster with VERY SIMILAR characteristics to it (aka the not being able to go inside a house unless invited and using fire to lure ppl out) AND JFC IT TERRIFIED ME. Esp how when i told ppl around me and they didnt recognize what it was, but it was somehow known to the kid that told me abt it.

(Some ppl thought it was familiar but still didnt know what it was)

Do u know what im talking abt? Hopefully u do

-🥚

GHFJDK so the monster in this is kind of based off the nekomata spirit in japanese folklore - they can appear like people, torment victims by reanimating the corpses of their loved ones, they’ve been blamed for forest fires, so it was just fun to use that as a basis and then go buck wild haha. anyway thanks for the ask bby!

Rest In Peace Kohsuke, you would’ve loved Haikyuu season 5😔✊– @joyvstheworld

poor kohsuke deserved better, i’m just mean to the oc’s i throw into fics haha

Monsterfucking ❤❤❤❤❤❤ a little annoyed you're making me simp for yan Kuroo though (a vibe tho tbh). You're so extremely talented!!!! &

This is probably a stupid question, but how did Kageyama react when he couldn't find y/n? How is life with yan Suga? I imagine probably awful BUT yknow maybe the stockholm syndrome set in fast lmao. Sorry, I'm going on a binge reading your stuff. - @oracleofdin

i will not apologise for making you simp for kuroo he deserves it the man’s a snacc. and as far as your second question, suga’s a very caring, very smothering kinda yandere, so i guess in some ways it’s better than what the reader had with kageyama but... pick your poison haha

That was so good. I’m so shook rn I can’t comprehend anything but how good that was and how good a writer you are

TYSM NONNIE!!! <33

Ok, so, I just read Final Girl and the lil' ticket addition to it and just---

Well, ok I've been playing Dead by Daylight a lot lately? And I'm just picturing Tetsu as the newest killer "The Trickster" and I'm positively RANDY.

Your writing is ALREADY thirst inducing and just as satisfying, but this has SENT ME- If you're not familiar, please...

https://youtu.be/iowkiPobYYQ

Understand my thirst. (I'd also like to clarify, I use a different skin for him that gives him black hair and he looks like Kuroo with an undercut.)

~ @the-casual-hedonist 🌸

i love how feral y’all got for final girl kuroo. like bo and akaashi had his fans, but i put a spiked bat in kuroo’s hands and y’all lost your goddamn minds and i love to see it. fghdjkvhfjdkls thanks for the ask bby

idk why but I love preggo reader as long as I don't pretend it's me 😢✋ I hate babies n pregnancy anywhere else other than horny haikyuu fics

i think that’s a valid thing for a lot of fans. the idea of breeding is sexy, the actual getting pregnant and having a kid thing... not so much. but especially with non-con scenario’s, it’s more about the aspect on control than the actual desire to have kids. but yeah, i feel you

Sorry to bother but uh was just wondering in fracture did Osamu kill his wife or was it actually an “unfortunate event” ? Love your work btw!!

he most certainly did :))

LMFAO RHI i totally get not liking cheating/infidelity fics (towards reader) bc IT HIRTS ME SO BAD I CANNOT HANDLE THOSE.

id be reading fics those fics like: tf you mean my yandere aimt gonna baby me and only want me??🤨🤨🤨⁉️‼️

EXACTLY! listen i get that it’s a fucked up fantasy, but in my fucked up fantasy you damn well better have the decency to be loyal smh

Finders keepers is the most beautiful thing I've read by you: I read it twice like I normally do and here's what I figured out the second time (that's when I analyze it and find the little tidbits of things that are much darker than they appear (: )

To start I LOVE THE DETAILS OF THEM NEVER TEACHING READER ANYTHING- at first I assumed "oh they might see her as a little sister or child or something" but realized thAT WAS THE ISSUE!! they infantilize her and isolate her from everyone but her group. the small details like that are what make the story amazing 😎💅

ahh thank you so much, nonnie!! pls this is making me soft 🥺

I just wanted to stop by and say that I love your writing and I hope you're doing well!!! Drink plenty of water and keep up the amazing work :) but seriously you're one of the best fanfic writers I've seen on tumblr! I read your "Imitation" piece about kuroo and i keep coming back to it, it's so good! I did want to ask if you think it'd be possible for the reader to ever escape with the baby (or at least attempt to). Or if Kenma would "help" at all just to put an end to kuroo's antics lmao

kenma would in no way help the reader, and tbh by that point if kuroo did get her pregnant, she’d be far too emotionally dependant on him to actually even want to leave, but thanks for the ask!

You know who I think would be a perfect Yandere in the JJK world? Choso.

🚨Spoilers Ahead🚨

After being locked in a glass jar for however long he was, and all that happened with his brothers, I feel like he would absolutely never let his darling out of his sight. He would be possessive. Obsessive. And Oh So delusional. Sure he’d be your anything - he truly is a softy - but to what end?🤤

choso would make an excellent yandere, ngl 😌

what au/troupe of your fav character(s) that you have written do you like the most?

(rlly hope this makes sense🙏)

i am always a slut for soulmate au’s :))

#ask #anon #rhi answers #ohh so many asks #i love you guys <33 #fic q's