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heartlilith · 7 months

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The Rising Signs

Aries Rising

❤️Probably has something that makes them stand out whether that be tattoos, scars, or a birth mark

❤️Masculine features - defined jawline, thick eyebrows, muscular body, intense eyes

❤️Always looks like they’re on their way to bitch someone out hahaha

❤️High energy placement - walks quickly and with purpose, hates slow people and slow drivers (probably drives fast too)

❤️Don’t mess with people they care about because they will bitch you tf out on the spot

Taurus Rising

🌿Chill reserved stoner vibes

🌿Not a morning person whatsoever

🌿Likes the finer things in life; you’ll see them in nice clothes and even if their clothes aren’t expensive they look like it because they take care of their stuff

🌿Loves going out to eat

🌿Probably has a mother who cooks some bomb ass food

Gemini Rising

✨Ive noticed a lot of Gemini risings have blonde hair and usually on the taller side

✨Smarter than you or at least they think they are

✨They are smart though and know the most random facts ever … but interesting none the less

✨Loves music and has a diverse taste

✨People like them because they’re easy to talk to and they’re very interesting; they have cool hobbies/skills and they tell funny/memorable stories

Cancer Rising

🦀 Looks like 🌚 and also they really resemble dolls

🦀 Females can act bitchy or defensive when first meeting them because they’re really sensitive but don’t want you to know cause they think it’s a weakness

🦀Same with males but probably worse - feels like they have to take on more Martian traits because they feel like being sensitive is shameful

🦀They have the cheeks that grandmas always pinching

🦀They also have a resting bitch face just like Capricorn rising but unlike their sister sign they wear their emotions, you can always tell if they’re pissed off

Leo Rising

☀️Beautiful hair but we already know that - they also have full lips and literally resemble the sun - happy, good vibes, and just a beam of fucking sunshine

☀️Want to do everything fun they make great friends

☀️High self esteem and even if they don’t, you wouldn’t know because they naturally come off as confident

☀️Kids love them

☀️Very comfortable in their skin especially as they get older

Virgo Rising

🥑 They look really “clean” if you know what I mean - like they always look neat and simple in a good way

🥑Beautiful skin and symmetrical faces

🥑I’ve noticed these people can get along and talk with anyone about anything thanks to their mutable energy

🥑Likes to match everything - clothes and accessories, nails with outfits, etc

🥑Can look younger than they really are

Libra Rising

💕Super sociable, polite, and kind

💕Probably popular in highschool or at least in their friend group

💕Can be fake nice to someone and talk about them behind their backs later

💕Aesthetically pleasing instagram

💕Great at doing makeup

Scorpio Rising

🦂Dark just dark - their eyes look dark even if they’re light colored, dark auras, tattoos, literally looks like a fucking shadow ok

🦂Doesn’t realize they death glare people they hate

🦂I love these people tbh they’re so intriguing and beautiful in a mysterious way

🦂DEFINITELY attracts obsessive people and friends

🦂Probably feels like they’ve been 20 different people in their lifetime - always transforming their image and looks

Sagittarius Rising

🗿Ok legssss 👏 fr tho they have stallion legs

🗿Also likes the finer things in life and will probably get them because they’re lucky in life and blessed

🗿Really funny placement and someone you want to have around all the time to do fun shit with

🗿Carefree for the most part but they have certain triggers that they’ll cause a fit over

🗿Usually hates commitment (depending on other aspects and planets) because they don’t want to be tied down or have a loss of freedom

Capricorn Rising

🪵 Resting bitch face - their face literally screams “please don’t talk to me”

🪵Likes neutral colors for clothes and such

🪵Wise asf and literally downloads information from the gods or maybe they’ve lived 100 lives who knows but they definitely know

🪵Will not be falling for your bullshit or buying any dream you sell

🪵Strives to be self sufficient and independent - oh and also NO SCRUBS (shoutout TLC)

Aquarius Rising

💨Kinda look like aliens but in a hot sexy way

💨Can get along with anyone they talk to like Virgo Rising

💨Rebellious and a trendsetter who can attract a lot of copy cats

💨These people actually knew the song before it was famous

💨Has a lot of friends that are all different personalities - they could have one nerdy smart friend and another friend that’s the captain of the football team (this is cliche but yk what I mean)

Pisces Rising

🐟Looks like a mermaid

🐟Beautiful people and angelic looking but they can’t see that so when people compliment them or stare they don’t really get it

🐟Looks different in every photo they’re in

🐟Another placement that attracts creeps and stalkers

🐟Picks up everyone’s energies around them which is why it’s important for them to be around good people

#rising signs #aries rising #taurus rising #gemini rising #cancer rising #leo rising #virgo rising #libra rising #scorpio rising #Sagittarius rising #Capricorn rising #Aquarius rising #Pisces rising #astrology community #astro observations #astrology #astro

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acourtofswiftiesandshadowdaddies · 3 months

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REMEMBER…

charlie bushnell x co star!reader

warnings: smau, fluff, brown girl reader (aware this isn’t a warning but like some ppl might want to know)

summary: where you and charlie trick the world into thinking your just friends

fc: avantika (my bby)

extra info: reader is basically avantika

a/n i have like 20 million drafts but i don’t have the motivation 😭 anyway i love avantika i feel proud to be a brown girl😻 !! NOT SHIPPING THEM IRL JS A FACECLAIM !!

liked by dior.n.goodjohn, leahsavajeffries and others ynln remember when we dated 🤔 view comments

user78 …did i miss a chapter?? hearts4yn only true yn and charlie fans get it ➔ ynln 😘 iamcharliebushnell ur confusing the people ➔ ynln it’s my job to do this aryansimhadri 🤫🧏‍♀️ ➔ ynln GET OUT. walkerscobell lowkey why does charlie eat up the jacket tho ➔ ynln WHAT IVE BEEN TRYING TO TELL HIM dior.n.goodjohn who’s that hottie in the first pic 😻 ➔ ynln idk man who’s that hottie in ur pfp ➔ i.am.andrewalvarez charlie get ur girl man this comment is now deleted ynloml loved them since doafp liked by creator

liked by iamcharliebushnell, reneerapp and others ynln when u have to feed two teen boys 😓 view comments

hearts4yn WHOS THE GUY IN THE MIDDLE ➔ user64 calm down it’s prolly js one of her friends aryansimhadri wdym by the caption ➔ ynln i mean u both eat for ten men ➔ aryansimhadri it’s not my fault it was good walkerscobell the food was a bit spicy ➔ leahsavajeffries no it wasn’t ➔ iamcharliebushnell nuh uh ➔ aryansimhadri wdym it was great ➔ i.am.andrewalvarez no. ynloml not walkers whiteness coming out 😭 ➔ ynln fr

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liked by ynln, dior.n.goodjohn and others iamcharliebushnell when she turned me into a taylana stan view comments

ynloml yk who’s the biggest taylana stan? yn. ➔ ynln real 💯 dior.n.goodjohn i think she turned everyone into one ➔ walkerscobell she threatened me 😞 ➔ aryansimhadri i made her a laufey fan ➔ leahsavajeffries pretty sure she was a laufey fan before u ynln your welcome for blessing ur ears. ➔ iamcharliebushnell thank you?

liked by iamcharliebushnell, aryansimhadri and others ynln not my cat photobombing the first pic 😭 view comments

ynloml THE HOLY TRINITY laufeymywife taylana + laufey 😻 user56 shes a ten but she listens to taylana and laufey ➔ iamcharliebushnell she broke my scale cos she’s too beautiful dior.n.goodjohn ur cats got good taste ➔ ynln real! ➔ iamcharliebushnell they def got it from me aryansimhadri FAV SONG FROM BEWITCHED ➔ ynln THIS IS TOO HARD UMMMM MUST BE LOVE childofhecate charlie is a certified simp 😭 ➔ i.am.andrewalvarez 💯

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hearts4yn the most unexpected group ever??? selenagomez please send me that picture of laufey ynloml the mothers and their daughters aryansimhadri YOU HUNG OUT WITH THE LAUFEY AND DIDNT TELL ME???? ➔ ynln I GOT U A SIGNED VINYL ??? iamcharliebushnell middle pic. ➔ ynismywife he’s down bad walkerscobell no way u casually took a pic of the taylor swift oliviarodrigo 😍 ➔ ynln join us next time bby reneerapp hottest group ever leahsavajeffries CUTIESSS ➔ ynln THEY WANNA MEET UUUUUU gracieabrams 🤭 ➔ ynln yo can i have my cat back ➔ gracieabrams no. i.am.andrewalvarez help charlie won’t stop staring at his phone ➔ ynln take a pic!

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pjofan WE CARE hearts4yn ADORABLE walkerscobell grandpa charlie ynln she’s rlly good at taking pics u sure she isn’t a professional??? ➔ iamcharliebushnell nah she’s an actor aryansimhadri pls save me he won’t stop talking abt her 😭 ynloml WHO ISSSS IT dior.n.goodjohn stop shes mine ➔ iamcharliebushnell whatever u say… leahsavajeffries SHIPPP

liked by meangirls, chrisbriney and others ynln u wanna do something fun? u wanna go watch the new mean girls movie view comments

iamcharliebushnell yes. walkerscobell i have a burn book. ➔ aryansimhadri ok dude what the flip leenascobell UR SO BBG ➔ ynln nuh uh you r dior.n.goodjohn AHHHHHHH ➔ ynln AHHHHHHHHHH

a/n next part will be up soon

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flolio · 5 months

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i don’t wanna be yours. FEAT, JANG WONYOUNG

you had been blessed with your amazing girlfriend, jang wonyoung. to this day you had no clue how you had managed to attract someone like her, since you were someone who only admired her group. but something within your loving and caring girlfriend changed one day, she no longer acted like your girlfriend, but a mere stranger passing by you.

GENRE — angst, wonyoung is lowk 😵‍💫😵‍💫, implied cheating (?), intended lowercase

WORDCOUNT — 1.1k

A/N — the abrupt ending LOOL I couldn’t keep putting this one off 😵‍💫

if someone ever asked you about your girlfriend, you’d only ever have nice things to say. that’s if anyone asked, to the public eye you were single which you never really had a problem with.

you understood that wonyoung had an image to uphold and you didn’t wanna risk ruining that, knowing about how some people wouldn’t accept the relationship. oftentimes you found yourself slipping up and accidentally talking to your friends about wonyoung, of course you’d tell her.

she never used to have a problem with it before, comforting you and asking you to be careful with your words next time. so why where you sat in front of her, tears threatening to spill as she yelled at you. “are you fucking serious y/n!” she said raising her hands in exasperation, you couldn’t find your voice.

wonyoung never yelled at you, you guys didn’t have communication issues or really any issues at all. you always found a way to talk it out if a problem was presented, especially since you had confided in her and admitted that you hated when people yelled at you. “wony— I told you I didn’t mean too! I didn’t even mention you—” in a desperate attempt to deteriorate the situation, hoping she would calm down.

“but you still mentioned ive! how many times do I have to keep explaining to you— you don’t listen to me!” you froze, looking up at her for the first time since she’s walked into your apartment. “i'm constantly reminding you to be more careful or watch your words! it gets fucking tiring y/n, it’s like you don’t even care about my image at all!”

you cared about her image more than anything, you knew that when you started dating her it was going to be different. you knew that it would’ve been more reserved, but not caring about her image?

you never wanted to hurt her— hell you don’t even know what you did! “wony I swear I never intended too—!” you hated being talked over, she knew this and was using it against you. “whatever y/n, see you later.” she said walking past you, brushing her shoulder against yours.

the only thing being heard is the light raindrops and the sound of wonyoung receding steps. it stung, you hated when she called you y/n, she never called you by your name.

that night you called wonyoung countless times, begging her to talk to you, or at most hear you out. she never did, at some point you got tired and fell asleep with your phone propped up by your ear.

you haven’t heard from her since and it’s visibly noticeable that you haven’t been well without her, you decided to turn to the only person you deemed you could.

aeri uchinaga, she introduced you to wonyoung. she didn’t know the exact extent of your relationship but she did know how much feelings you harbored for wonyoung, so when you showed up outside of her dorm with bloodshot eyes and puffy cheeks she had half a mind to walk over to starship and fight wonyoung herself.

for your sake obviously she didn’t, she listened to you ramble on and on about your guys relationship. you hesitated telling her about your fight but she knew something was off, after a few moments of silence you caved.

breaking down in her arms explaining what had happened a few days earlier, aeri comforted you that night. she let you sleep at her dorm with her, coincidentally in her bed with her.

you’ve never liked aeri like that, so when you awoke to your phone blown up from texts from wonyoung that consisted of ‘im sorry, can we talk this out my love?’ to ‘oh so I leave you for one day and you’re in someone else’s bed.’

you didn’t even know how she knew you were here, unless one of the members had told her but you never recalled wonyoung being close with any other aespa members like that.

you rushed to call her back, getting the message from her voicemail. “wonyoung..please just talk to me— not even a few hours ago you wanted to fix it please! I needed giselles advice and fell asleep here, please talk to me—” you sounded dumb.

you where pleading with a phone, voicemail at that. ultimately you gave up, if she wanted to talk to you she would. a week had passed and you got nothing but silence, it was clearly affecting you much more than her.

you paused, hearing the ringing coming from your phone. it was wonyoung. you picked up right away, hearing shuffling coming from the other end. “wonyoung…” you whispered, more to yourself than her.

“y/n karina called, you haven’t been eating?” you paused, she knew karina? you felt uneasy, wonyoung never really cared about any of the other aespa members. “you know karina?” “that wasn’t my question.” your head was spinning full of questions, since when? why didn’t she mention it? “i've been okay, how have you been?”

that uneasy feeling in your stomach now turning into guilt at the fact you may have upset her. “I’ve been okay, I miss you.” you’ve longed to hear those words for sometime now, but you had nothing to say to her.

“I— I wanted to apologize for lashing out at you, I’ve been so busy lately—” “it’s okay, are you able to come over right now?” it was the worst move on your part, something that was unable to be taken back now.

you sounded desperate for her, something you didn’t intend to do. “I’ll be there in a bit.” she said before hanging up, leaving you there. this didn’t go as you had intended, you wanted a better explanation for how she treated you, not that vague of one. she didn’t lie, she ended up within your arms twenty minutes later.

you awoke to cold sheets, you always did, she never stayed until you were awake. you were stupid to think that things would’ve been the same.

IVE’S JANG WONYOUNG SPOTTED KISSING AESPA’S YOO JIMIN?

#works — 🖇️#jang wonyoung x reader #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung imagines #ive wonyoung #ive #ive x reader

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scepterno · 8 months

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i love ur fic so much ive been hyperfixating on it for like two weeks 😢😢 can i have some little trivia facts about some of the characters please i need to know silly stuff u haven't told us!!

omg.. ty... this is the sort of message that gives me life I LOVE SILLY TRIVIA

gwen and trent probably hang out the most from the original cast (minus anyone living together or dating). gwen has her own room in her parent's house dedicated to painting and trent will chill there on a bean bag in the corner writing music while she paints. now that she and courtney are dating, courtney visits way more to study in that chair while gwen works (they take breaks to make out and cuddle very often) gwen's little brother thinks trent is a huge loser and wishes duncan would hang out around the house more instead (courtney bullies him on trent's behalf)

cody lives in a dorm room on campus at his college. sierra goes to the same college but still lives with her mom (she has an hour long commute) she and cody hang out on campus and hang out in a lot of the same clubs and friend groups (mostly nerdy stuff)

harold is a speedrunning streamer and video editor for popular youtube channels. they make music for fun but wants to make professional music for indie games one day.

leshawna really loves to do community service (canon in the show) but i like to think she somehow managed to drag duncan into it too (his parole officer approves) so they get really close through that. he also ends up being dragged to a bunch of family events and parties with leshawna. like an honorary brother who acts like he doesnt want to be there but is super good with all the kids and is never actually disrespectful to the adults. leshawna's parents adore him. he's never been more well fed in his life.

zoe mike and cameron are all living their best lives with the all stars money zoe/mike earned. mike and cameron live together but zoe lives in an apartment with 5 roommates near her community college. they live within 10 minutes of bus so distance isn't an issue at all. they're practically inseparable.

scott and courtney are actually pretty good friends still (they never dated in all stars in this fic) and text regularly. scott moved back home after the show so he's not really near anyone else from the casts, but that's more of a blessing than anything considering the wacky hijinks everyone gets into on the regular.

i think ezekiel lindsay beth and tyler probably hang out a lot when lindsay and tyler aren't traveling around the world to fashion shows and whatnot. zeke got super into thrifting fashion because of lindsay. he's like. bowling alley employee fashion. you know. and although he's not really good at sports, tyler still likes to have "boys nights" and take him to games. they have a tradition of buying and rating the hot dogs at every stadium they visit, and buying souvenirs for lindsay.

alejandro really wants a lizard tattoo but he's very sensitive to pain and would definitely cry, so he's avoided getting one until he can find a tattoo artist who won't judge him for sobbing in the chair. he learned his lesson the hard way when he got his nose piercing and nearly broke carlos's hand because he was so scared (it didn't really hurt that bad, but nerves make everything worse).

josé has a quarter collection (like, the united states quarters, because there's a different one for every state). it's a good excuse to travel and get out of the house (or country) for a weekend retreat.

okay that's pretty much all i have in me right now (i have a meeting to go to at work) but if you want to hear anything for a specific character or headcanon, i would LOVE to share my thoughts!!!!

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mahoushoujotechsupport · 11 months

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hey its time for episode 4

starting off with one of the funniest fucking scenes in this whole show with suletta just fucking hauling ass right out of there after guel just surprise proposes to her

just want to juxtapose this with her wild feelings speech in 17 about buying rings and wearing the prettiest dresses

this shot just reminded me of a random detail from the manual for chuchu's demi trainer - it says earth house can't afford their own demi trainers so chuchu's is a modified older version because thats the best they could do.

suletta pilots a demi trainer during the whole field test thing so like... does she own or have a demi trainer loaned out for school use or something? i honestly forgot chuchu pilots her own suit in this scene cuz i had just accepted that the demi trainers for practical exams etc were like just there for the students to use whenever

i know this was like probably the easier way to write suletta becoming friends with earth house but lmao why didnt she just ask miorine from the start to help for the makeup exam. baka suletta.

suletta please.

till will forever go down as bestboy in the series tbh. like someone needs to write a fic where he wingmans for suletta while nika does it for miorine

suletta, you naive little baby

there really was absolutely no reason for miorine to get all handsy and possessive here lmao like she could just stood infront of suletta or even right next to her and still had the same confrontation and warning about the other houses being bad news

the 2nd light novel picking up from here and highlighting miorine's jealousy over el4n during this whole arc is perfect lmao

kinda fun to speculate on how suletta saw miorine during the beginning. like she was completely surprised miorine didnt belong to a house. suletta's so awkward and socially inept she couldnt tell she was dealing with the one other person at school who was equally socially inept

i feel like there's a lot of frames i never paused on to read like this one lol. i never realized suletta got so many questions wrong. well "wrong" cuz reading through her answers it almost sounds like she just didnt give the benerit group approved answers lmao kinda like when you get stupid training stuff at work and they're just chockful of anti-union propaganda

never forget the first time we saw miorine's room

i know so many people don't really care about the class conflict in ad stella, but god, i wish they really hadnt dropped the ball on this. like in the 1st cour they had something really good here

obligatory shot of chuchu's dads

miorine rembran will not let anyone insult her woman

does anyone know what this gold gate/door thing was supposed to be? after the second school shooting, there's a shot shown where it's the only thing left standing in that area and i dont think ive ever seen anyone talk about it before

see like even this is good re: class politics. like its not this cut and dry all spacians are evil capitalists thing. mercurian miners were pretty much lured out by the benerit group to be exploited for their labor and then left to dry once a cheaper source for permet was found. bless the fic writers who've turned that into appalachian town suletta because it's such a perfect analogy

suletta mercury literally got decked in the face and we all just focused on the chuchu punch

imagine miorine sitting with her in her room just helping her ice her face

by the way how excited do you think suletta was to call someone senpai just like in her fair use mangas lmao

ok all set with episode 4. ive gotta say, it is super jarring to go back to these slice of life school episodes after everything we've been through in the second cours. like yeah that was kind of the point in having the first half of the series have pretty much no stakes since these kids are about to be thrown into war

you know for all the complaining a lot of losers did when the show started about this not being a "real" gundam series, the only difference between watching suletta's journey versus say amuro's... is that we got to see suletta's life before everything got wrecked. with amuro we just immediately start off at the point where Everything Goes Bad

#g witch #rewatch time #g witch episode 4

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neonvqmpire · 10 months

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thoughts about the good omens studio tour and screening of 2x01:

trying to comprehend and process that yesterday was actually real.

everything they did for us felt like a dream. it didn't feel like a fan event in that way because everyone was so happy to have us there and show us around. they were so so friendly and accommodating to my needs. the people that guided us around were the people that created the show. they knew stuff. they were so kind about our questions. you could tell that they really loved this show and working on it. they didn't over explain stuff to us (i mean except a few things) and seemed so interested in engaging with us fans. it was the greatest atmosphere and the set was breathtaking and magical.

i was so positively surprised with what they offered us and what we we're allowed to do. we were allowed to touch the official costumes for example. we saw the summoning circle in the book shop. and more that i wont say now.

im not sure they filmed our group but if they did you will see i was gagging and laughing and smiling and stimming almost the entire time.

it was a wild experience to have people who work on sth this official be so insanely friendly and caring. like why are not more people this kind irl? bless them all, they're doing an incredible job and you better not skip the credits when watching s2. you dont want to do that anyway, i can promise you that :).

i will get into depth about the screening on friday (i made a notes app list hehe) but for now i will tell you that you are in for a ride and you are going to love it. watch out for a detail at the end of the first scene is all i will tease.

i've never been to a fan event with people that i get to know online before and it was the best fucking experience. im so grateful i could take someone with me as my 1+ and spend time with some others before and after the tour. ive never talked to other autistic fans irl (and it's been a while since i met up with adhd ppl irl) and i honestly dont have words for how easy and empowering it felt to socialise with autistic people.

i just cant believe it happened and i was in the bookshop and on that set.

i still can barely believe that season 2 is even real and coming out THIS FUCKING FRIDAY LIKE WHAT WITCHERY IS THAT.

please watch it when it comes out. tell your friends and family to watch it. spread the word so we can get a third season.

thank you.

#good omens #good omens studio tour #good omens s2 #sage posting

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decaffedthoughts · 1 year

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No Turning Back Once We’re Connected

Pairing: Chan x Changbin

Word count: 14.5k

Minors do not interact, this work contains smut

a/n: that thing about not writing anything long isn’t working out. but this was for the clownracha secret santa fic exchange! so @my-favorite-bangchan this is for you baby! this will also be available on ao3, same name @wooyussy and the title is from connected by our one and only bang chan ;)

Content: omegaverse au, alpha changbin and omega chan, there was only one bed, vacation, mutual pining, pack as family, text conversations, heat, choking, knotting, some members of ateez have cameos and gaeul from ive <3, being mistaken as a couple

With his particular friend group, anything was possible and Chan had quickly learned not to expect anything good from them. Last week it was an attempt to dye everyone’s hair so they resembled a rainbow, and who knew what next week would be. However, the current week involved being left in a small town with only one member of their little family, the one who was blessed with green hair in their little roulette.

It was a testament to how much Chan liked the man that he was still incredibly attractive despite, or even because of, the neon green hair (the little voice in his head that said that sounded oddly like Jisung, which was disturbing). The man in question of course being, Seo Changbin. Fellow musclehead, possessing a basic inability to cook, aegyo master (Chan would never admit that one out loud), and love of Chan’s life.

How horribly cringy and cheesy, especially considering their current relationship as the bro-est of bros, only rivalled by Jisung and Felix. It was true though, because Chan could not even imagine loving someone more than he loved Changbin. Well, he loved their little family as a collective more, but Chan wanted everything from Changbin, or everything that Changbin was willing to give.

Either way, for now they were near a little town in a cottage that the rest of them secretly rented out for a whole week. Their parting words upon unceremoniously shoving Chan and Changbin out of the house, was that it was for them to “sort out their feelings”. Chan knew exactly what that meant for himself, of course, but for Changbin? He had no idea, and it left a permanent sense of unease that neared anxiety.

If he had the same worries, Changbin did an incredible job of not showing them. Instead, he grabbed his bag and excitedly gestured for Chan to do the same. Chan would admit, it was a nice view. The mountains he could see, not Changbin. Well, Changbin was a nice view himself, actually. Moon, imagine what would happen if Chan said that out loud. Yeah, of course, their whole pack was affectionate but calling his bro a “good view”? No, thank you.

Chan pushed the door open from where the wind had half closed it behind Changbin. He looked around, and was begrudgingly a little impressed with the kids. It was small and homey but somehow not cramped, plus the view through the glass doors to the backyard was incredible. As he went further in he could hear Changbin opening and closing all sorts of doors and proclaiming his like for the place. Clearly the kids knew them well, even if they chose to do devilish things with that information.

The bedroom was the room furthest from the front door, and Chan was certainly excited to have a good view every morning. In hindsight, a single bedroom should have been the first sign that it wouldn’t be what he expected.

Instead, he blindly pushed through and was shocked to see only one large bed at the centre of the room. Changbin apparently had finished his exploration and came to an abrupt stop just behind Chan. It shouldn’t have been possible but Chan swore he could feel the way Changbin’s expression changed as they surveyed the room together.

He didn’t really want to, but Chan turned to face Changbin, dropping his suitcase in the process. Before he could even open his mouth Changbin rushed out his words.

“I know what you’re going to say, so don’t even start. I’ll sleep on the couch if it makes you uncomfortable, but otherwise… I don’t really care if we have to share the bed.”

Even as he was saying it, Chan could see Changbin’s ears flaring red and could feel his own doing the same in turn. Did it make him uncomfortable? Not really, it wasn’t like they had never shared a bed before. But it was almost never just the two of them, not for long. The younger members of the pack often sought one or both of them out, whether due to nightmares or insomnia or just because they felt like it. Chan was also unsure how he would handle seeing Changbin half asleep in the morning. Mornings also happened to be when his own guard was the lowest, and when he was most likely to blurt out something stupid.

Did Chan happen to have any regard for his emotional well-being in that moment? Of course not. In the end, despite these reasons and several more beyond, Chan really thought he would be fine.

“I’m fine with it if you are.” He really did say it, with a feigned casual shrug and all.

If anyone asked, Chan would say that he knew Changbin wouldn’t let Chan take the couch and so that was his only option to make sure Changbin would be comfortable as well. Anyone who knew him enough to ask would inevitably know that was a bold-faced lie, but such is life, or something. If lying to himself was the only way that Chan could keep himself from going insane on this trip, then he was more than prepared to do it.

“Alright then, which side do you want? View or bathroom?”

Despite all his previous proclamations about how awkward it would be, Chan came disappointingly close to saying that either side was the view if Changbin was on it.

“Changbin, you know I don’t care about stuff like this. Do you have one you want or do we just… flip a coin or something?”

Changbin hummed, looking at Chan in a way that made him feel a little weird. Changbin knew he wouldn’t lie about something insignificant like that, but what else would it be?

“I mean, you always say you don’t care, but I was never 100% sure if you don’t or if you’re just putting others’ happiness above your own, as usual.”

“As usual? I don’t always put others’ happiness above mine, like, I think of myself, too.” Chan said, slightly disappointed that Changbin thought he’d gone back on the pack agreement to communicate.

“I mean, yeah, you’re better than you were before. But you always give up the little things, like your alone time or the best meat for everyone else.”

“Don’t you do that too?” Chan pointed out.

“Yeah, but you do it every time. Whatever, if you’re sure. Rock-paper-scissors for the right side?”

Chan acquiesced easily, taking the opportunity to stop talking about his self-sacrificial tendencies. He did know they were still solidly intact, but he didn’t know that anybody could tell.

Changbin actually won their round of rock-paper-scissors, and Chan let out his grin at Changbin’s excitement. The way Changbin’s own smile puffed out his cheeks was adorable and Chan wanted so badly to reach out and pinch or poke them. If it was Jisung there would be no hesitation, but Chan was concerned Changbin might be insecure about them or something. With great effort he held back. Instead, he turned away and rolled his suitcase to the corner.

When he bent down to open it there was a solid smack to his ass that nearly caused him to tumble over from shock. There was obviously only one culprit, made only more clear by his poorly muffled giggles. Chan was more shocked that Changbin would do it only because he felt like it, or he wanted Chan’s reaction and not the reactions of anyone else. Minho always clapped the others on when they did something like that, far too excited to lure any of them to the side of mischief, even for a moment.

It was something they all did to each other, so Chan was able to compartmentalise it as weird but platonic years ago. He recovered quickly and grabbed his beanie to contain the curls sprouting from his head.

“You wanna check out the town with me? I can’t sit down yet or I’ll explode.”

“Same. Do you think they put us so far away from Seoul on purpose?” Changbin laughed.

Chan gasped and whirled around to look at Changbin.

“I literally didn’t even think about it, but they probably did. Or they booked this without looking how far away it is. Man, we should be happy it’s not in another country, to be honest.”

Changbin had to stop to fold himself over in laughter, and struggled to get his next sentence out.

“I can see it now, Jisung finding a nice one but Minho makes him click on it to see where it is, and it’s in like, France, or some shit.”

Chan couldn’t help but laugh along, as the scene was scarily accurate to things that have happened before. Seeing a life-sized James Lebron cutout in their Amazon cart was a confusing experience for everyone involved, somehow.

As they head into town, they continued to joke about the many things that probably could have gone wrong in planning. It included a fair amount of their usual, casual touches. Back slapping and leaning into each other that Jisung and Hyunjin would probably call homoerotic, but Chan knew that only happened in his dreams. Copious amount of physical affection was a staple in his wistful Changbin dreams already, actually. Maybe, just maybe, Chan was just as hopeless as they all say, and wasn’t that a terrible thought.

Not Chan being hopelessly down for Changbin, he kind of already knew that, but the fact that they would be right. Oh, how most of them would lord the mere idea over his head for years to come.

Thankfully, Chan didn’t have to live in that alternate universe for too long because they made it to the edge of the town. It was late afternoon in summer, so there was still plenty of people and cars creating noise and sights for his attention to move to.

Nothing close to the edge of town was overly interesting for tourists, but once they hit the main streets there was almost too many options suddenly presented to them. Chan wanted to visit a little oddities pawn shop thing but Changbin wanted to go to the ever-classic cafe first. Chan won rock-paper-scissors and without thinking he grabbed Changbin’s hand to drag him along.

Only once they open the door did Chan think about what he was doing, and how his and Changbin’s fingers were probably mere millimetres away from being intertwined. He loathed having to let go and lose the contact but he did regardless. The bell ringing above the door summons a man around their height to round a corner and greet them.

“Hey, welcome to Kim’s Store For Weirdos. I’m Hongjoong, you’re welcome to call me over if you need anything.”

He was likely an alpha, judging by the slightly woodsy scent Chan was getting. Chan and Changbin briefly introduce themselves as well before heading deeper into the store to see all the possible displays. Despite only exchanging a few words, Chan liked something about how being around Hongjoong felt. Maybe it was the store, because most people their age weren’t interested in looking after a store, nevermind one with such a strange inventory.

Chan had wanted to stick with Changbin in the expansive store, but that quickly fell apart when they took different turns among the shelves. He would never admit how long it took to notice, only doing so when he found something weird that Changbin could laugh at with him. There was no Changbin to be found, and shouting to find him seemed rude, so he just shrugged and moved on for now.

Changbin was the one he was least worried about setting loose in public, because he was only about 4th on the list of likely to break something by accident and 6th to do it on purpose. Jisung was near the top of both lists, a chaos which terrified Chan on most days. It was probably only a minute before he ran into Hongjoong again, beside a shelf of untitled books.

“Oh, hi. Do you need to get past me?” Hongjoong asked, “cause it’ll take me a minute to clear out, unfortunately.”

Chan shook his head aggressively, not wanting to inconvenience the man for no reason when he could go around. He was going to be lost either way, so what did it matter.

“Here’s a great place to get those weird yearly gifts people talk about, like paper for the first year or whatever. So, how long have you and your guy been together?”

For Hongjoong it was an entirely benign question, but for Chan it was a shock. Did he and Changbin look like a couple? Probably because Chan looked fucking enamoured with the guy and couldn’t hide it to save his life, even in front of a stranger. Awkward at the very least, mortifying at worst, and Chan was leaning toward worse at the moment.

“Oh, um… we’re not actually dating. Was I really that obvious?” Chan asked awkwardly.

Hongjoong let out a little laugh as he shoved something to the back of a shelf.

“No need for that distress. It wasn’t just you being obvious, trust me.” Hongjoong said, and goes back to shelving, seemingly with no plan to elaborate further.

Chan found it in himself to turn around and took another path. He wasn’t really paying attention to where he was going, only enough to not run face first into a shelf. Did Hongjoong just imply that Changbin was also being obvious about something? Like his romantic feelings, in the context of that conversation? Chan was not going to make it out of this vacation alive if he kept thinking about it, but at the same time it was the only thing he wanted to think about.

Could Changbin ever, ever feel the same way? Chan never seriously considered it, and mid-vacation together may not have been the best idea but here he was. And also here he was, lost in the middle of an oddities shop.

Eventually, he did make it to the corner where a little cash register desk was, and Changbin was already stood in front of it and chatting with the cashier. Chan kept his distance, still a little off balance from his interaction with Hongjoong. The young woman introduced herself as Gaeul to Chan, Hongjoong’s sister, and they basically ran the store together at that point, she said.

Chan could only hope that he conveyed his admiration for them both adequately, but consciously he was staring at Changbin just a little too hard. He came back to the present when Changbin poked him, saying his name with a little more concern than Chan thought the situation warranted.

“Sorry, got lost in my own thoughts. What were you asking, Bin?” Chan shook his head and gave a little smile to Changbin. It was clearly not convincing but Changbin didn’t seem to want to pursue it right now.

“Just wondering if you wanted to get anything before we leave. I need a caffeine pick me up, still tired from driving and all.”

“Nah, I’m good. Thank you, Gaeul. And thank your brother, too. He was great.”

Gaeul sent them off with a pleasant farewell, pointing them to a side door so they didn’t have to go through the maze of the store again.

Changbin went first, immediately turning towards the cafe they saw earlier, letting his need for caffeine be obvious. Chan wasn’t far behind, eager to see if a small town cafe like this had any local specialties that he’d miss once they leave.

Approximately 15 steps down the sidewalk, Changbin bumped his shoulder into Chan’s. One time, he assumed it was a coincidence. Then about 3 seconds later it happened again, but a little harder and definitely purposeful. Naturally, Chan had to retaliate, and he did it without even looking or breaking his stride.

They continued down the street like that, taking obvious care not to disturb anyone else. They giggled like children and almost dissolved into a slap fight when they finally looked at each other again. Chan nearly tripped over his own feet at some point, and he could see his feet going over the edge of the sidewalk before it even happens.

It didn’t end up happening at all, because Changbin grabbed his arm and pulls hard. Chan stumbled again with the sudden force pulling him in the opposite direction. Gently, he pushed himself back upwards, and then noticed one of his hands landed fully splayed over Changbin’s pectoral.

They didn’t play fight anymore after that.

Chan felt a little sour walking into the cafe, because he got used to Changbin’s touch on the way, and he could only hope he didn’t smell it. There was a tall man behind the counter, arranging the pastry display into some shape that was not yet clear. The bell above the door startles him and he hits his head on the edge of it. Chan and Changbin immediately winced, mumbling apologies to the man for startling him.

He stood up, rubbing the back of his head from either embarrassment or pain, Chan couldn’t tell. “Hey, welcome to Utopian Coffee! Not often we see anyone new here, vacation?”

Chan nodded slowly, still mildly distracted by the half-arranged pastries.

Changbin answered for him, “yeah, we’re staying at a little cabin outside town. Just needed to get away for a bit, you know?”

The worker, Mingi said his name tag, nodded in agreement though Chan honestly doubted he had left this town in his life.

“Totally! Anyway, what can I get for you today?”

Chan shook his head and looked up at their handwritten menu board, endeared by the little personal details scattered all over it in several different handwritings. They gave their orders quickly, almost instinctively, with how often coffee shops became their break havens late at night.

“Sounds good! And how will you be paying?”

“Cash.” “Card.” Chan and Changbin said simultaneously. They looked at each other, raising identical eyebrows. Too much time together rots the brain, or whatever.

“I wanted to come here, so I’ll pay for us, hyung.” Changbin said, and Chan admitted it was a good argument.

However, who would he be if he wasn’t happy to pay for his family’s wants and needs? So, he showed no weakness, only holding his card up to Mingi hoping that he would just hit the button to let him pay. Instead, he saw Mingi looking between the two of them like the most interesting ping pong match of his life. Changbin also broke eye contact for just a moment to insistently push his 20 dollar bill towards the counter.

Chan shook his head, mock exasperated, and stepped toward Changbin only to hip bump him out of the way just as they were doing on the street. Mingi apparently saw that as Chan’s victory, and the pin pad lights up. Chan sent his best winning smile towards Changbin, pushing his card out to pay.

For just a moment something in Changbin’s scent smelled different, fresher, like he had just rolled around in a forest. By the time he looked back, Changbin looked exactly the same and his scent had settled to his usual, but no less attractive, atypical blend of cinnamon and pine.

Mingi waved them away to their choice of table, saying he would bring their orders when they’re done. Changbin headed for the brightest table with no hesitation. Despite his iconic “I love dark” line, Changbin had always been fond of spring time and sunny days. Chan didn’t have much of a preference for night or day, but he did appreciate the way that Changbin glowed under the sun.

Especially, one time, they were on a walk by the river and the light had hit Changbin’s face just right to make him look almost unreal. Safe to say, Chan very nearly tripped into the river that day. The memory made him cringe, but the way Changbin looked came to his mind regularly. He had briefly wished Seungmin or Hyunjin were there to take a proper picture, then solidly banished their presences from his mind.

Mingi came over with two mugs in hand, and Chan wanted so badly to spring up when he saw how badly the man’s hands were shaking. Unfortunately, due to the aforementioned shaking, he was pretty sure that would make it much worse. Nothing ended up spilled somehow and it seemed like a minor miracle, especially when Chan would almost immediately watch him trip on nothing on his way back to the counter.

First, he had to process what Mingi said to them. “Drinks for the happy couple!”

He and Changbin looked at each other for a moment, and both laughed awkwardly before starting up their conversation again, but with a bit more hesitancy at first. Especially on his end, Chan knew. That was the second time in a day they had been mistaken for a couple, what was happening?

They were interrupted just a few minutes later again by someone they didn’t recognize. His nametag said Seonghwa, and he was holding two very appetizing pastries.

“Hey! I wanted to offer these pastries to you since Mingi said you were a couple? It’s a nice town to just get away and be alone.” He winked, and set down the plates on the table for them.

Chan stammered for a moment, just trying to get his brain together after it felt like it had been fried for the third time.

“I- what, we’re not-”

“Thanks, we’ll enjoy these I’m sure, they look really good.” Changbin cut in, smiling a little at Seonghwa.

After Seonghwa walked away, Chan stared at Changbin hoping he’d get the hint at some point and answer the unspoken question. Somehow, he managed to take a small bite of the cake and a piece of the cookie they were given without looking up.

“Oh, that? I mean… correcting them seemed like more effort and was it really so bad to be mistaken for a couple? We might see them one or two more times, or maybe never again. Who cares.” Changbin shrugged, taking a bigger bite out of the cake that time.

He wasn’t wrong, Chan just didn’t let himself imagine because he wanted it so badly for real. But for Changbin who didn’t return his feelings? It didn’t matter at all. Chan took a big bite of the cookie and stopped for a moment, shocked by how warm it still is. Upon first glance he couldn’t tell if it had raisins or chocolate chips, but whoever made them clearly had some sanity left.

They accidentally spent a lot more time in the cafe than they meant to, just basking in the cozy atmosphere, and by the time they left the sun is setting below the mountains. They took their time walking back, occasionally looking to the setting sun and the changing colours it painted across the sky. Chan happens to use the opportunity to stare at Changbin as well, watching the way the sun highlighted him in gold and he looked unreal. He felt unreal sometimes, too, the way he treated Chan so sweetly.

Life just wasn’t fair. Putting a man like that right in front of him and expecting him not to fall.

Chan: are you awake still seung?

Seungmin: tragically

Seungmin: what’s up?

Chan: he’s so good ;-;

Chan: tried to pay for all my stuff, looking out for me when i get lost in my thoughts, pointing out items i’d like

Seungmin: so… the usual

Chan: yeah, i guess so

Chan: and also he’s cuddling me rn so

Seungmin: HUH

Seungmin: hyung that seems like important information

Chan: yeah i just needed to savour it before you send it to the 00s group chat

Seungmin: i have no idea what you’re talking about

Hyunjin: OMG HYUNG HE’S REALLY FULLY ON CUDDLING YOU????

Jisung: please tell me he’s actually cuddling you

Jisung: hyung i need physical proof, photos, immediately

Jisung: i can never let him live this down you have to understand

Felix: i told you he likes you hyung!

Chan: of course

Chan: and that’s why i got texts from hyunjin jisung and felix about something they shouldn’t know

Seungmin: exactly, i’m glad you get it

Chan: good night seungmin

Seungmin: night hyung

The next morning, Chan woke up and didn’t feel quite right. He could only hope it wasn’t some illness because that would surely ruin their remaining vacation time. Chan moved as quietly as possible to avoid waking Changbin up too early. It was difficult, especially when he stubs his toe on the door frame, but he made it out alive.

While making breakfast, Chan got so absorbed in the motions that he could hardly tell that he felt off at all! As such, when he did remember, he could confidently brush it off as just not getting enough sleep or maybe being a little dehydrated. Something benign, yet persistent.

Persistent, because though he did ignore it well it didn’t go away. Even as he watched Changbin try on sillier and sillier disguises in a cheap costume store. He blamed the rollercoaster ride on his stomach on the large lunch they had, that was all. Man, Chan hadn’t been that in denial in years.

Even as he felt his ears heating to the temperature of the sun, and a grin splitting his face watching Changbin making voices and dancing around in a Darth Vader mask. It only got worse as they made dinner together that evening. The rollercoaster ride in his stomach became a skydive, dropping and dropping down and away, practically out his ass.

Maybe he was just more sensitive for some reason, or maybe Changbin felt extra chill and calm to let his scent out tonight, because it enveloped them as soon as they were back at the cabin. Chan was not about to complain at all, because being around Changbin and his scent just made him feel calm and safe.

The next day it started to bleed into his thoughts. Online, they find a hiking trail that went deeper into the forest and they made a small picnic to take for their lunch. About halfway down the path was a large board with pictures to help them differentiate between which berries were safe and not safe to eat. Very helpful, because Chan could admit when he wants to stuff random berries in his mouth like a child.

They were picking from different bushes but never too far away from each other, never far enough for Chan to lose Changbin’s broad back in the foliage. As he looked at that broad back, the whole situation made him feel like Changbin would be a great provider for their pups. Just a moment later any and all implications of that thought slammed into him, and he almost stepped further away from Changbin.

Slow down, he had to tell himself, Changbin has no interest in me like that, so no pups.

Some deep little part of him whined in protest, and he hadn’t even realized how physical his reaction was until Changbin was moving. His scent was heavy and calming and Chan took in a deep breath of it before he could even think. The cinnamon from Changbin reigned heavy over everything else, and Chan is thankful that it was blocking out his own sour scent.

“Hey, hyung? Are you okay? You look like you saw a ghost and your smell is… bitter.” Shit. Wolf scents often sour if they were upset but bitter usually meant something much worse had occurred. He really didn’t want to get that upset about pining in the middle of a forest.

Chan shook his head aggressively, making sure he hadn’t clenched his hand and squished their hard-earned berries. Thankfully, they were safe, for now.

“Um, yeah, I’m fine. Just got lost in my thoughts and all that.”

Changbin was not convinced, and Chan knew he wouldn’t be either in that scenario, but Changbin was nice enough to just let it go. Maybe he would bring it up later but that just gave Chan time to come up with a plausible excuse. Chan kept himself in check better on the rest of their hike. That was not to say no more thoughts of Changbin as a good, providing alpha pop up, but he at least didn’t spiral in the process of trying to banish them.

They found a nice clearing for Changbin to put down their basket, and Chan aggressively rolled the blanket out for them. The food they brought was a good representation of their rather mediocre abilities in the kitchen. It was mostly cut fruit they bought in town and a couple of sandwiches that were admittedly lopsided. It may not have been great, but Chan enjoyed it more than he would like a fancy restaurant because he made it and got to eat it with Changbin.

The thought was so cheesy that he nearly outwardly cringed at it, which really said a lot because he had built up quite a tolerance to his own pining by now.

It was unfortunately hotter outside than Chan expected and he nearly wanted to get his clothes off, before abruptly remembering that they were in a public place. No matter how hidden they were, someone could come across a naked Chan laying in a field, and the mere thought sent a shudder down his back.

“Dude, you’re sweating so bad. Are you sick? You should have said something!” Changbin fretted, putting his hand on Chan’s face. His hand was alarmingly cool, especially since Changbin typically ran the warmest in their pack.

“I feel fine other than how hot I am, it’s weird. And I was fine before we left or I would have told you, honestly.” Changbin still looked concerned, but he knew that he couldn’t force Chan into anything, especially if he said he was mostly fine

They didn’t stay out too much longer after that, and Chan was glad for good air conditioning in their vehicle. He almost wanted to lay on the vents, but instead he just laid back and stuck himself to their seats.

Their cabin was even better, and they dragged a fan right in front of the couch so Chan could lay down. Did Chan take the chance to watch Changbin’s muscles flex as they drag it? Yes, of course. Did he nearly trip because of that and blamed it on a loose floorboard? Also yes. Not his proudest moment. Actually, nothing about that week had been his proudest moment, so he should just be anticipating it at that point.

Changbin originally headed off to the bedroom for a while while Chan idly laid and tried to find something to watch. Eventually, Changbin came back with a book and sat on the other end of the couch, comfortably overlapping their legs.

Somehow, Chan managed to fall asleep to the sound of some inane house hunting show and Changbin muttering to himself about the characters of his novel. What he wouldn’t give to have that closeness every day was his last thought as he drifted off.

He woke up several hours later, and Changbin was gone. The TV was off, so he must have tried to move Chan but he wouldn’t budge. A regular occurrence, because when Chan slept he couldn’t be moved at all. After just a minute or two of laying there he felt horribly awake for the hour and knew it was going to take a long time before he could fall asleep again.

Changbin: i know you'll make fun of me for this but i also know you're not awake rn

Changbin: he smells so good that it's killing me i swear

Jeongin: i'm always awake when there's drama to be had

Jeongin: nvm this is the same shit. back to bed

Changbin: you brat. just wait till i get my hands on you

Jeongin: the first thing you'll do when you see me is hug me and i can guarantee that

Changbin: and who's to say i won't "accidentally" strangle you in the process?

Jeongin: well now i have these as evidence against you

Changbin: tch. seungmin and minho are teaching you too much

Jeongin: no this one was hyunjin actually. he was googling how to get away with murder after he had that awful vocal teacher

The next morning, Chan felt a soft sensation on his face and hoped he gave no indication that he was now awake. Laying there for a minute more allowed him to wake up and realize that the pressure is consistent, so not breathing. A finger, then? It must have been. Was Changbin just slowly dragging his finger around Chan’s face?

Odd, but when he thought about it, Chan knew he would do the same thing if presented the opportunity. But wait, why would Changbin do it? That couldn’t be happening first thing in the morning, because if Chan went down that path he was going to have an aneurysm trying to figure it out.

Just laying there and trying to keep his breathing steady knowing what was going on was surprisingly difficult. Eventually, Changbin must have realized that Chan was going to wake up and sighed, the breath fanning hot over Chan’s face. Chan felt the bed shift and the door quietly clicked close after a few seconds.

When he crawled out of bed ten or so minutes later, Changbin was casually sat at the table and scrolling on his phone. He didn’t mention it, and Chan found himself a little disappointed. Really though, why would he mention that? A question which brought Chan back around to asking why he would be doing that in the first place.

It felt a little awkward the rest of the day, but Chan knew that it was either in his head or just him making it awkward all by himself. Changbin would have no way to know Chan was awake, so why would he feel weird about it? Chan nearly jumped at a thought that jumps into his head unbidden.

Had Changbin done that before? Rarely did Changbin wake up before Chan when they slept in the same bed, but it wasn’t entirely unheard of so there was a chance. It made his stomach swoop dangerously and his train of thought rocketed down a new path.

The rest of the day was rather uninspiring, but Chan was still stuck thinking about that morning. By the time they got to lunch he felt burnt out just thinking about it. As he stood there watching some soup simmer, he considered a different angle.

Maybe it wasn’t a big deal at all. Maybe it was just a platonic thing that good friends do. It made sense, honestly. Changbin got really soft and sentimental in the mornings, and it just so happened that Chan was the only target available that time. Yes, Chan nodded to himself, it absolutely made sense! Well, that made it a rather unproductive and stressful morning but Chan was just glad he solved it in the end. Or came as close to solving it as he reasonably could without straight up asking.

Chan: minnnieeeee

Seungmin: hyuuuuungggg

Chan: oh you are awake

Chan: i have self-deprecating thoughts you’re not gonna like but i can’t keep em in

Chan: you good to hear them or no?

Chan: ah i should probably let you sleep either way

Seungmin: i’m good hyung. We had a good day

Seungmin: i know you won’t sleep otherwise

Chan: okay, i got this

Chan: why would changbin want me? Like i look at him and i just know he’s going to be the perfect alpha for someone one day. Why would he choose me of anyone? Not just any omega, just literally anyone he could have

Seungmin: please tell me this is a joke

Seungmin: he looks at you like you pull the sun out of your ass every morning

Chan: first of all what? Second of all, i highly doubt that

Seungmin: you don’t see it because you’re the densest man alive

Seungmin: i see it bc i’m awake by the time you stumble into the kitchen

Seungmin: his face lights up like a christmas tree

Seungmin: i can’t tell if it’s depressing or adorable

Chan: okay well you wouldn’t lie about changbin being cute

Chan: are you sure it’s me? Felix follows me in a lot of times, it could be him

Seungmin: oh moon above

Seungmin: now you’re just making bullshit excuses and you know it

Good things come in threes, so they say, but for Chan it seemed to be bad things as well. Because on the third day he finally realized the problem. He was in heat. It was still early and he was groggy so it hadn’t fully set in, but today would certainly be the first day of his full heat.

He couldn’t think properly with Changbin right next to him, so he stumbled to the bathroom to try and plan what he would do. Surely there was some sort of facility that he could go to, no matter how small it would be. If there wasn’t, then there had to be just a regular hotel that they could afford for a few days.

First, he had to wake Changbin. One, because he was not going to leave without a word. Two, he would need help. Transportation and packing help, he corrected when his traitorous brain said that, yes, Changbin should help. By fucking his brains out. Chan knew that option was not currently on the table and swiftly moved on.

As much as he wanted to take the millionth opportunity to stare at Changbin’s puffy face, it didn’t meld well with his urgency.

“Bin, Changbin. Get up, I have a serious problem.” Chan whispered, shaking Changbin’s shoulder.

Changbin shifted and groaned, trying quarter-heartedly to move away.

“Changbin, listen to me. I’m in heat, I need to get out of here.”

Changbin shot up like someone had poured ice water on him, and stared at Chan with foggy eyes like he was stuck in a dream.

“What? I thought you were clear for a couple more weeks?” Changbin asked, and his eyes were still a little bleary.

“Yeah, I thought I was, too. Biology is a bitch, I guess. Do you think you’ll be awake enough to drive me out in like 10 minutes?”

Chan felt it creeping in at the edges of his mind. Urges to just lay himself out on the bed, bare his neck, and wait for his alpha’s approval. No, he told himself, not his alpha. Changbin, just Changbin.

Changbin who hadn’t answered him yet, and Changbin who looked like he wanted to say something but couldn’t quite get it out.

“It’s fine if you can’t, I can drive myself. Just then you have to come get the car, or wait until I’m done.” Chan said hastily, pausing to grab Changbin’s old shirt off the ground.

Just barely he resisted the urge to take a whiff, instead just haphazardly shoving it into his bag.

“Hyung, it’s not about that. It’s… fuck, how do I say this.” Changbin stumbled over his words, pausing and silence lingered for a moment.

Chan opened his mouth to reassure Changbin that he wouldn’t be upset, no matter what he said. Before he could do any of that Changbin closed his eyes and opened his mouth.

“Do you want to stay here and I can help you?”

Chan was immediately stunned into stillness and silence. He wanted to answer, he really did, but first he needed to make sure that it wasn’t an incredibly elaborate and detailed dream. Certainly, his heat symptoms had felt familiar and real, and yep, a sharp pinch to his arm felt real as well. Huh, so Changbin was really… propositioning to help with Chan’s heat?

“Um, Bin. Are you… are you really sure? It’s going to be really messy and tiring and probably gross, plus-” Chan rambled, suddenly convinced that Changbin won’t want it.

“Hyung. I know, I’ve seen you during your heat. It won’t be weird if you don’t want it to be. I just couldn’t stand sending you off to a hotel if I’m right here and can do something.”

Chan wanted it, he wanted it so badly. To play a couple with Changbin and know what it would feel like. At the same time, he didn’t know if he could stand doing all of that and knowing they’ll just return to their usual after it was all over. He wasn’t sure if he could go back to their normal if he got to feel Changbin’s knot inside of him.

“I mean, if you don’t want to that’s fine. It’s a really vulnerable time for you, so-” Changbin began to take Chan’s silence as rejection, so Chan interrupted that time.

“I want to. If you really want to then… yeah, I’ll stay and you can, ah, help me.” Chan flushed as he said it, his mind very helpfully supplying all the help he wanted from Changbin.

“Breakfast first? I can make toast at the very least, I’ve proven that.”

Changbin looked relaxed as he rose from the bed, which surprised Chan to be honest. Chan, on the other hand, couldn’t perform any semblance of dignity. If he was flushed before, he became a tomato stand-in now.

Changbin was shirtless. And Chan hardly had any brain cells left, and whatever was left quickly became dedicated to how much he wanted to get his hands all over Changbin’s torso. There was muscle evident from all his working out, but he was still soft looking despite that, and Chan nearly reached out to grab at him. But he forced his eyes away and back to Changbin’s face.

Changbin’s eyebrows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down. Abruptly, how weird he must have looked hit Chan in the face, staring at Changbin with a conflicted look as he fought against himself.

“Maybe you should just stay in here and lay down, you don’t look too good. I’ll try not to take too long out there, I promise.” Good alpha, providing for pups, Chan’s brain supplied. Oh Changbin, bless his heart, put a hand on Chan’s shoulder when he shook his head just a tad too violently.

“No! I can do it. Just the heat brain taking over a bit, already.” Changbin raised an eyebrow and Chan could already hear what was about to come out of his mouth. “Bin, trust me please? I need to do something before I’m basically trapped in here for a few days.”

That got Changbin to acquiesce, heading out the door behind Chan. It took a minute for Chan to collect himself, because when he closed his eyes all he could see was Changbin’s muscles flexing as he pulled on a shirt. That was not just the heat talking, Chan knew that image was likely to reside in his brain for the rest of his damn life.

Wanting something more substantial than a piece of bread got him out the door, and granted him the sight of Changbin squinting at an egg in his hand. Chan stood there to see what he was going to do, and just barely held in a laugh when Changbin tapped it so, so gently on the counter.

“I need granola bars and water bottles, Binnie. Just let me do the cooking, okay?” Chan said gently, taking the egg from Changbin’s hand.

Changbin looked a little perplexed, somehow not noticing Chan from his strong strawberry scent alone. It took a minute longer for Changbin to answer after that, in which time Chan nearly planned out his escape to a hotel.

“Yeah, got it.” Changbin nodded, determined.

It was rather adorable how much effort Changbin was putting into that simple task, but having an omega in heat so close was probably messing with him a bit, Chan reasons with himself. Unfortunately, that cute face nearly caused Chan to burn their eggs, he was so distracted.

Waiting for things to finish cooking provided some unfortunate leisure time for Chan’s brain. He saw the clear counters and suddenly imagined himself pinned against it, Changbin’s body caging him in. It was a little cold when he reaches out to touch it, at least compared to his own temperature, and he wanted to feel it pressed against his cheek as Changbin held him down.

Chan went deeper and deeper into the fantasy, almost able to feel Changbin’s thick fingers filling him up, and hearing himself whine desperately. For what, he wasn’t sure. It almost felt like too much, even just imagining it, but Chan suddenly couldn’t think of anything he wanted more than Changbin eagerly fucking him against that counter.

Clearly, that heat brain didn’t want tender and gentle. No, he wanted to be used. Any thoughts of food were lost as he imagined Changbin’s hands around his waist, pounding him into the counter. As fellow songwriters, Chan had seen Changbin’s lyrics many times, and he could only imagine his dirty talk would produce the same results. Being called “my omega” by Changbin sent his brain into a tailspin and he finally came back to his body when Changbin called his name urgently.

Somehow, Chan had ended up on the floor, with his kneecaps pressed hard into the tile and he was still panting hard, to the edge of hyperventilating.

“Moon above,” Chan breathed out.

It didn’t make any sense, but he felt more grounded with Changbin in the room. Maybe because real Changbin is not about to pin him against the counter, so he could snap himself out of that fantasy rather quickly.

“What happened? I came back and you were whining on the floor, breathing like you ran a marathon.”

“Hah, you see. I started having some very… detailed thoughts about what I wanted to happen to me on that counter. I don’t even know when I fell, didn’t feel a thing.”

Changbin’s mouth pulled down even further at that, and he extended his arms to help pull Chan up. The touch batted away the edges of the fantasy like pesky flies, and Chan perceived everything more clearly now. Most notably, the copious amounts of slick threatening to run down his leg. Changbin didn’t seem to notice his new dilemma, and gently dusted off Chan’s knees, checking for any damage. There was nothing, Chan felt it better now that he wasn’t deep in his own horny trenches.

“Listen, Bin. I have a serious problem here, I won’t lie. Do you mind getting it all on the table for us? I’ll be right back.”

Chan didn’t want to be rude, but he practically ran out of the room without even waiting for Changbin’s answer. The harsh bathroom lighting allowed him to properly assess the damage, and Chan had to admit it was almost impressive. A testament to how down bad he was that the mere thought of Changbin had him producing more slick than any actual action ever had.

The underwear was unsalvageable, as he expected, but his pants were safe. All he had to do was not sink into another daydream about Changbin desperately fucking him on any and every surface they had there. Easy. Chan nearly ripped his pants with how fast he put them back on, pointedly not looking at the bed and wondering how badly they could make it squeak later. Exiting and slamming the door behind him like he could trap the thoughts in there if he tried hard enough.

It didn’t work, but Changbin calling and telling him to eat works absolute wonders. Just a normal breakfast, just like every other day they had eaten breakfast together. Awesome, cool, so chill. Chan was about to be so normal about that, it was incredible.

And truly, they got through the entire meal without a major incident. It wasn’t entirely comfortable, since both of them were too aware of each other’s scents for that, but it was good enough. When they were both done, there was some silent agreement, and they both headed straight for the bedroom. Dishes would have to wait for another time, because once Chan allowed even the slightest thought of Changbin’s hand on him, they didn’t stop.

“Sweet moon. You’re still okay with this Bin? Cause as soon as we enter that room I’m going to lose my mind.” Chan knew the fear was unfounded, but he still had to check, to know.

“Yes, I promise I’m fine. No more stalling.”

Chan did concede that he probably was stalling, but if Changbin didn’t want to be there it would be worse than a thousand heat cycles spent by himself.

They entered their temporary bedroom and as promised, once Chan got his eyes on the bed it was all over. A low whine built in his throat and he stumbled toward the bed. Once on it, he went face first into the pillow, presenting his ass to Changbin and hoping, praying, that the alpha could work fast.

Clearly he could, because not a second later Chan felt the bed dip under them again.

“Help me get your clothes off, baby.” Changbin’s voice strained with the words, and Chan should not have found it as hot as he did.

But he was nothing if not eager to please, especially when he was vibrating with as much energy as a live wire. With a considerable effort, Chan sat up and yanked off his comfortable but ratty sweater, as well as the t-shirt he had on underneath. When he got it off, Changbin looked a little too soft as he tried to smooth down some of Chan’s particularly errant curls.

Even such a small touch settled something in chest for a second, but it picked back up quickly, screaming about how he needs more, more, more. Taking matters into his own hands, Chan sat back ungracefully and whipped his sweatpants off in one smooth motion. It snapped Changbin out of whatever softness had taken over for that moment, and Chan watched as he closed his eyes and inhaled.

Disappointingly enough, it took Changbin another minute to move. When he did, it was with a growl that had Chan desperately whining in return. It was an exchange, Changbin asking, and Chan answering.

Thankfully, Changbin didn't wait any longer, pushing one finger into Chan's hole. It was so good to finally get some release after an entire morning of accidentally teasing himself. But also, greedily, it wasn’t enough.

"Another, Bin." He panted, "I can take it, please."

Something about what he said or how he said it was enough to convince Changbin, who didn't even hesitate. It was so much better than one finger, and one of Chan’s arms almost collapsed under him and he lurched away. It wasn’t on purpose, but he still pushed back onto Changbin’s fingers to get the feeling back.

"I wish you could see this, hyung, you're sucking my fingers in, shit."

"Then please, one more."

Changbin grinned when he looked back, and Chan knew some shit was about to leave his mouth.

"Yeah? You want three fingers to get ready for my knot? Say it."

Chan was hardly listening, to be honest. Only after Changbin landed a slap on his ass did his brain finally work and process the command.

"Yes. I want- I need three fingers so I can be ready for your knot, alpha."

Clearly, Chan hit the nail on the head since Changbin easily slid a third finger in and leaned down to bite on Chan's neck. It's not hard enough to bleed and mark, but Chan knew it would bruise quickly.

And that was what Chan had been waiting for. It wasn’t much of a stretch, not when his body was begging and waiting like this, but he did feel full. It made him arch his back and attempt to grind his hips onto Changbin’s fingers. Key word being attempt, since his body was already trembling and with one hand Changbin keeps him in place.

Was he strong enough to resist? Probably. Was he going to? Absolutely the fuck not. It only made Chan wish that Changbin would pin him down and have his way, reminding him of his fantasy that morning. Maybe he could make part of it come true.

“Binnie. Can’t I please have your knot? I want you to fill me, stretch me. Don’t you want to be good to your omega?”

It would be cringy under any other circumstances, but Chan honestly wanted it so bad that he was willing to say almost anything. Though he wasn’t lying either, he did want Changbin to be good to him, obviously. His words made Changbin pause and groan, laying his head on Chan’s hip bone for a second.

“You’re going to drive me fucking insane. You want me to breed you baby? Is that what you’re asking for?” Chan knew he wasn’t expected to answer, but he nodded and whined out a plea. “Well, how could I refuse when you ask so nice and pretty for me?”

It felt like it took half a second and yet Chan was overly aware of every sensation. When Changbin removed his fingers it felt like a void inside him, like he had lost everything he had. Later, he’ll look back and wince at the dramatics, but biology really fucks you over sometimes. It really only made Changbin filling him up again that much better in the end.

It’s fast, fast, fast, and so fucking good that Chan couldn’t help but cum right there. His moans were so high-pitched that he barely recognized them as his own, and he could barely breathe through them. Only after he began to descend did he see Changbin staring wide-eyed at his face, and whose eyes likely stayed there the whole time.

With a little post-nut clarity, but with his heat still regrettably over-present, he had a little embarrassment and was acutely aware that his face could not have been very attractive during that.

“Fuck, that was so hot. I’m gonna make you cum again, I guarantee it. My good omega, so pretty and ready for me.” Changbin’s voice was thick and it made Chan’s head spin. Add that to Changbin being a little possessive, even if Chan started it, and he was good to go.

Briefly, Chan had the thought of thanking Minho for taking Changbin to dance classes a few times because he clearly learned something. Changbin’s next thrust very quickly banished any thoughts of Minho from his mind.

“Fuck! Oh fuck, Bin ‘m so full.”

Changbin grinned again, uninhibited. His thrusts were slow and hard, and all Chan wanted to do was beg for more, but at the same time he didn’t want to displease his alpha, not right now.

“Just like that baby, feels so good, hm. You feel good, too. Sucking me right in like you did with my fingers, so good for me.” Changbin crooned.

It felt odd, to be the one that was desperate and needing care rather than the other way around. At the same time he couldn’t deny how good it felt to just let go and not worry for a little while. After that, Changbin’s dick successfully knocked most thoughts out of Chan’s head. Anything that remained was how good it felt and how good he wanted to be for Changbin.

A few times Changbin stopped and shifted. While Chan didn’t really notice the changes, he did one particular time. With a moan that sounded almost forced out, his brain whited out.

“Yes, yes yes yes oh my god, please right there. Bin, again please.” Chan was rambling, praying that Changbin would fuck into that spot and make him cum as many times as possible.

Apparently, Changbin was satisfied by that and swiftly resumed his thrusts, dragging his tip over Chan’s prostate on repeat. Sure Chan felt good before, but it became almost overwhelming. Changbin’s scent blanketed the room and it felt so warm.

Maybe it was because he hadn’t been with someone during his heat in a while, maybe it was just because it was Changbin, but he couldn’t help but to cum again. Changbin was mostly unphased and kept up his pace to help Chan ride it out. The only indication that he noticed at all was him biting the other side of Chan’s neck. Once Chan came down again and began to whine in sensitivity he slowed down, focusing on sucking dark bruises into soft skin.

It didn’t last long, because Chan was near insatiable still.

“You can go again. Yes, I promise. Like, I really need you to fill me, actually. Don’t you want to?” The goading was unnecessary, because he could already see Changbin relenting, but what was a heat without a little omega fun?

“Okay, baby. I’ll breed you, claim you, make sure everyone knows you’re my omega.”

Unfair, Changbin was making Chan’s head spin with two goddamn words. He could already feel that his mouth was just hanging open, and the cottage was filled with noise. He must have been babbling something, entirely unaware, because Changbin slides two fingers into his mouth.

“Shh, no more thinking, pretty.”

And what else was Chan to do but oblige? He did, his head empty of everything but sensation, and his eyes roamed to land back on Changbin, of course. How was he missing that beautiful sight earlier?

Changbin was tanned and slightly sweaty above him, an almost familiar sight from how often they’ve gone to the gym together. With that, Chan knew that all gym trips were irreparably ruined, since he wasn’t sure how he’d remember anything but that moment. It also made him realize that he had left not a mark on Changbin since they started. It was difficult to do, since it required him to stop moaning and to stop trying to fuck himself harder of Changbin’s cock. The second one was an especially difficult feat, but he was determined.

Once Changbin’s fingers were successfully removed, Chan nearly sobbed for a moment at how good he felt. Full recovery from the feeling was unlikely, but he gathered himself enough to bite down on Changbin’s neck. Changbin grunted, but didn’t falter at all, and Chan eagerly sucked and bit at his neck while contentedly letting Changbin continue his harsh pace.

Over time, Chan felt himself getting sloppier, as he became more focused on how Changbin snapped his hips and trying to keep himself from outright crying. It didn’t entirely work, since as he came a third time a strangled sob of pleasure broke free. Concerned that Changbin would take it badly, he wrapped his legs around Changbin’s waist, pinning their lower halves together.

“Don’t stop, please! Are you close, too? I wanna feel it, wanna make you feel good.”

Changbin must be going half deaf from how loud Chan was moaning in his ear, but he couldn’t stop for any reason now. Heat orgasms were so much better with someone else, it was going to drive Chan insane.

“You do make me feel good, such a good boy for me.” Changbin soothed, murmuring into Chan’s ear to settle him.

Chan clenching so hard through his orgasm sent Changbin right there with him, barely able to keep it together. He felt the way Chan stretched further to accommodate his knot, plugging his hole full.

“There you go, babe. Doesn’t it feel good? You take me so well, so stuffed full of my cum.”

“Yes, gotta take it, gotta take alpha’s pups.” Chan panted, with his brain still a little bit fuzzy.

Changbin groaned at the words, letting his face fall and rest between Chan’s neck and shoulder. Right then, Chan got to ride the idealized high of having kids with Changbin and not think about how hard it would be. Indeed, all he could think about was how good it would be to feel so clearly claimed by Changbin and to see him care for children, their children specifically.

Changbin untangled them a little and laid them down side by side, apologizing when Chan minutely winced.

“I’m okay. Just a little sensitive.”

It was peaceful, and Chan took the time to breathe and close his eyes since he wouldn’t get many opportunities to be relaxed over the next few days. Not like he was overly relaxed on a regular day, regardless.

“Do you need water? That was a dumb question, actually, we both need water.” Changbin shook his head and reached over Chan.

Chan whined in discomfort before he could even think about it, and Changbin moved back so fast he almost spilled the whole bottle on them.

“Sorry, hyung. You good still? I shouldn’t have moved that much.”

Damn, Chan never really noticed the full extent of Changbin’s worrying during his heat but now he saw it all. He couldn’t judge, because he was the same way when anyone else was in rut or heat.

“I’m fine. I can be uncomfortable for a few seconds. Just my brain is not filtering anything, still fuzzy up there.”

Chan’s brain managed to figure that he should not have said that last part when Changbin grinned, overly smug with himself. He almost rolled his eyes before Changbin even opened his mouth.

“I fucked you that good, hm? Plenty more where that came from, baby.” He ended it with a wink, solidifying the terrible vibes.

Outwardly, Chan groaned, but he was sure Changbin noticed the ways his ears rapidly reddened and gave away his true feelings. Curse his homebody habits making him overly pale. When Chan shifted a little he finally notices that they were still messy, and it was mostly his cum spread between their stomachs. The sheer amount made his face flush anew, since he didn’t see previously just how much it was.

“D’you… have a cloth? I kind of made a mess of us here.” Chan laughed awkwardly, stuck between not wanting to look and not being able to look away, for some reason.

Changbin mumbled to himself, leaning over Chan again to see if he had the forethought to grab one. Apparently, he didn’t and Chan latched on to the perfect opportunity to return the teasing.

“So eager to get your hands on me that you couldn’t remember that? Silly alpha.” Chan prodded, an overly wide grin plastered on his face.

Changbin dramatically felt back to the bed with him, shielding his eyes with one arm. Chan giggled, watching red light up on the skin he could see.

They haphazardly use their clothes to clean themselves, throwing them to the floor and leaving them for their future selves to deal with. With a harsh tug on his rim from Changbin’s knot, Chan was suddenly struck by a thought he both desperately wants but couldn’t imagine voicing all at once.

Minho’s voice popped into his head, at an inopportune time if he was honest, snarkily dispensing advice. Worst thing he can do is say no. And if he says yes, well you know what the benefits are. Real Minho hardly knew anything about Chan’s sexual preferences, and thank the moon for that, which meant Chan was really saying it to himself. Identity questions ignored for now.

“Bin?” Changbin’s eyes snapped to Chan’s face when he heard his name, and was ready for anything based on the apprehension likely shown on Chan’s face.

“So… do you know how to safely choke someone?” All Chan wanted to do was leave the room, but he didn’t think he could even if they weren’t literally attached. Changbin’s effect on him was utterly ridiculous.

It took a second for the realization to sink in, but as soon as it did Changbin’s eyes widened, looking at Chan as if he was waiting for some sort of sign that it was a joke. Chan couldn’t imagine joking about it, so he just stared back as he waited for the answer.

“I mean, yeah, I know the theory. I only did it once, and for like 2 seconds.”

Chan absolutely refused to acknowledge the slight jealousy he felt at thinking about Changbin’s past partners. It wasn’t like Changbin had been his only partner either.

“And are you comfortable doing it to me? Cause I trust you, as long we have a safe signal, if you trust yourself. And if you want to do it, obviously.”

Changbin smiled softly, watching Chan’s eyes dart around the room as he spoke. In the end, Chan couldn’t help it when his eyes landed back on Changbin’s fond face.

“Obviously.” He repeated, “as long as we have a clear safe signal, and I won’t do it more than three times. I just need to know you’re safe, and I don’t trust my horny knot brain to figure it out.”

Even as he felt his own horny heat brain fading back in, Chan couldn’t help but be endeared by how much Changbin cared.

“How about if I really dig my nails in your arm? That’s my signal. Cause I couldn’t really do that by accident, but it’s quick.” Chan demonstrated what it would feel like, also appreciating the easy excuse to get his hand on Changbin’s bicep.

Changbin hissed and nodded, secure in the knowledge that he couldn’t miss that sign. They fell silent for a moment, and Chan’s brain took the opportunity to beg again, needing to be full again.

“Bin, get up and grab towels, fast. I’m not staining these sheets anymore than we have to. I’ll probably be pliant and begging when you come back, so have fun with that.”

Knowing an order when he heard one, Changbin nearly flew out of the room. It should be a little gross feeling the cum dripping out his ass, but inexplicably, all Chan felt was disappointment at how he lost the chance for pups.

Changbin returned with an entire mountain of towels, and hissed at Chan’s face when he came back. The knot held off another wave, but on the first day the horniness came back far faster than he was used to. Chan’s face was flushed and he stared at Changbin’s naked body with an incredible amount of desire. Changbin briefly tried to cover himself and Chan would have laughed at any other time. He had just fucked Chan to oblivion and back, but now he was embarrased about being naked? A bit too late for that.

“Fuck, I forgot how rough the first day is.” Chan gasped as he snatched a towel to put under himself.

Changbin took the single second he had to appreciate Chan’s body, and Chan caught the way he looked as his gaze travelled over Chan’s thighs.

“Get over here, I’m aching again and it’s ridiculous.”

Changbin complied easily, pushing Chan onto his back and leaning over him. They wasted no time, and it felt just as good as the first time. Chan was content to lay back, and just enjoy Changin doing all the work. Through the fog in his mind he assumed Changbin forgot about or wasn’t ready to choke him yet.

He was proven incorrect less than a minute later.

“Oh, that’s a good boy for me. Look at you.” Changbin purred with his hand around Chan’s neck.

Chan let his mouth fall open and his eyes closed, but no sound came out. The pressure relieved but Chan couldn’t properly catch his breath as the air tried to flood back to him.

“Oh, you like it so much, hm. You sound so good for me, baby.”

It took another minute for Changbin to do it again, and somehow Chan had forgotten how good it felt. Changbin’s hips rolled and he fucked deep rather than fast to focus on his hand. Another attempt at a moan climbed up Chan’s throat but it got stuck. Instead, he cums again.

Changbin, to his credit, was not outwardly surprised, but he did let go to let Chan recover. He pulled out further only to wreck Chan with a couple hard thrusts to work him through.

“How are you so fucking good at this, Bin? Perfect alpha for me, it’s insane.”

Changbin shushed him, slowing his thrusts and then stopping them to give them both a break. Chan wasn’t going to allow that.

“No, please. I’m so sensitive now and it’s gonna feel so good. I’ll beg, you know I will.”

Changbin giggled, biting down on Chan’s neck again, wanting to see another bruise sprout.

“I want to make you beg, but I also want to give you anything you want. You’re just too good for me, baby.”

“How about we go right to giving me everything I want? I feel like I’m going insane having you inside me without moving, fuck, please.”

Changbin hummed, sucking to darken the bruise he left before. Not satisfied, Chan rolled his hips down to try and satisfy himself. Changbin didn’t hesitate, and his thumbs felt like they’d leave bruises from how hard they were pressing down on Chan’s skin.

“You’ll take what I give you, do you understand?”

Chan almost wanted to be a brat, to play and push and see how far he could go before Changbin snapped. That was before he adjusted the slightest amount and remembered that he was in heat, and not getting fucked would probably end with him in literal tears. Good boy it was, then.

“Yes sir, whatever you’ll give me.”

Changbin raised his eyebrows at the sudden title, but didn’t comment, and just let them move past it for now. Clearly he was satisfied with the acquiescence, and rolled his hips good and deep a few times. It made Chan reach up and claw at his back, trying to grab but not able to get a good grip with his poor coordination.

No more words were exchanged for a minute or more, not coherent words anyway. Chan couldn’t seem to stop himself from gasping out good and more every so often, and Changbin seemed to be happy complying for now. Changbin snapped his hips once more, and something about that combined with their slick sounds made Chan unravel once more.

It felt so much more intense the first time, and he started shivering from the sensitivity. At no point did he give an indication to stop. Changbin took it, but the feeling of Chan tensing around him again was a lot of stimulation to bear, and his hips stuttered a little. A small, high moan escaped his mouth as he came, his knot significantly inflating, but Chan could only hear and feel it all distantly.

Regardless, his brain still acknowledged that he unravelled an alpha so much to let out such a noise. And again, the feeling of Changbin’s cum warming him up was dulled but no less pleasant. He felt like he was painted and marked, and he clenched down on it again, wanting to keep the feeling of that heat inside him.

Changbin hissed, and Chan lets out a little noise of apology. Or, he hoped he did at least, since his connection to his body was still a little weak.

It took a few minutes, and in that time Changbin had gotten them more comfortable. Chan felt a little embarrassed at just how much he lost himself to the pleasure. It was rather nonsensical because the chances that Changbin actually cared were astronomically low, but he couldn’t help the thought.

Once Chan was clearly conscious, they manage to take a longer break to consume something other than water, but also copious amounts of water upon Changbin’s demand.

The rest of the day was much the same, and in the back of Chan’s mind he acknowledged how well Changbin was keeping up with him. Over the course of the day, Changbin did get much more comfortable, and even a little bold, with how he choked Chan. One time he did it as Chan finishes, and that orgasm hit Chan’s body like a truck and he was barely conscious as he collapsed onto Changbin.

The next day was somehow even better for Chan. He let a few more of his proclivities be known, and Changbin seemed to be more than happy to indulge him.

The third morning of his heat, patterns of three for Chan continued, he woke up and didn’t feel sweaty or horny out of his mind. Almost a strange feeling, since all his recent memory was taken up by the intensity of the last two days.

Changbin wasn’t there with him, assumedly gone off to get water or something. The fact that that didn’t immediately make him feel rejected was a good sign. The rejection did kick in after a few seconds of contemplation, highly unfortunate. As if summoned by the thought, Changbin returned just a few seconds later with two brand new water bottles. He frowned at the souring scent Chan is giving, hurriedly climbing back into bed with him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think you’d be awake yet.”

Chan shook his head, because he knew his reaction was irrational but his emotions were still fairly out of order.

“It’s fine, I know you wouldn’t just leave me like this.”

Changbin hummed, and they sat in silence for a few minutes. They were close but not cuddling as they’d been doing quite often the last few days.

“Although, if you do want to leave, get some time to yourself and all that, I should be good.”

Changbin sat up and whipped his head around to stare at Chan like he just suggested they murder someone.

“Hyung! You’re so dumb sometimes, I swear.” Changbin muttered.

Chan laughed, and sat up to whack Changbin’s arm. Critical error. He would not admit that he wanted to grab that same arm after feeling the muscle.

“You said you wanted us to call you out if we didn’t like something you were doing. So here I am. I want to take care of you, it’s not like these last few days have been a terrible burden. I wouldn’t have said yes if I didn’t want to.”

It seemed like Changbin was going to say more, but instead he pressed his lips together and laid back against the headboard. Chan’s head was spinning a little, and not just from dehydration.

He wouldn’t have done it if he didn’t want to? What did that even mean? Did he want to have sex with Chan or did he just want to provide the emotional support that someone in heat requires? That week was far more destructive to Chan’s health than he ever thought it was going to be.

At that point, Chan was going to spiral himself into a pit and would not survive the day. He would much rather do that than actually have the conversation that closure requires, but alas being an adult was terrible. Was the best time to be doing it when he was craving physical touch like almost nothing else? Probably not. But was there also a better time to do it? Idealistically, always, practically, no.

“Listen, Bin. I have to tell you something.”

Changbin could clearly tell it was serious and sat up properly to face Chan, but Chan waved him away.

“It’s easier if we’re not looking at each other, just for a minute.”

Now he was sure that he’s freaking Changbin out, at least a little, even if he didn’t show it. Changbin was good at that. Freaking out on the inside but still managing to be stable for everyone else, somehow.

“I don’t think I can go back to how we were. Not after I know what it felt like to have you care for me so much, in every way, during my heat. I’m sorry. I love you, Changbin. Moon above, I love you so much.”

Chan felt himself getting a little choked up and couldn’t bring himself to look at Changbin. Let him be a coward, he just needed to live in that little bubble where he didn’t know the outcome yet.

And then Changbin laughed. Oh, Chan thought, as he tried desperately to swallow down a sob.

“Fuck, sorry. I just…” Changbin sighed, “how long?”

Chan wasn’t sure he could open his mouth without bursting into tears, but he was pretty sure he audibly mumbles out a “three.”

“We could have been together for three years!? Or is that three months?” Changbin shouted and Chan’s head snapped up as his brain processed and reprocessed the words.

“We… what? Together? Please say that again, I must have misheard.” Chan shook his head, focusing on what Changbin was saying and not just what he wanted to hear.

“Hyung, I don’t think you did. I’ve been in love with you for 3 years. Maybe 3 and a half if we’re getting specific.”

With a horrible little sound between a laugh and a sob, Chan hunched over on himself and slapped a hand over his mouth. He had spent so long imagining almost every possible way that this confession could go, but now it was real. Oh no, that could be the cruelest dream ever, please don’t take it away from him. Chan took two fingers and pinched his skin hard, but nothing changed.

“This isn’t just my most elaborate dream yet? This is real?”

Changbin smiled indulgently and leaned towards Chan.

“Can I kiss you to prove even more that it’s real? I also just wanna kiss you, to be fair.”

Where he was still stuck between laughter and tears Chan couldn’t get any more words out, and nodded so fast it cracked his neck. Changbin didn’t even laugh and call him an old man, just leaned in with his hands resting on Chan’s thighs and did it. Chan’s salty tears could be tasted on their lips but it honestly didn’t matter.

For a moment, Chan fumbled since he wasn’t sure where to put his hands. Finally, he let them land firmly on Changbin’s hips. It was better than anything he ever could have dreamed of, obviously. They barely started before Changbin had to pull away, giggling. Chan whined and chased after him, but Changbin couldn’t seem to stop himself.

“Sorry, you’re good, because of course you are. This just made it really real for me. I’m kissing the guy I’ve been in love with for years. What the fuck.”

Chan laughed along with him, but reigned himself in because honestly? He needed another kiss; it was addicting and that was just after one. The old pining brain kicked in for a second and Chan thought he had to hold himself back, but then he corrected himself. No, he thought, Changbin loves me back. If that didn’t give him a trip of a lifetime, then nothing else would.

Their kiss was more firm the second time, less incredulous and exploratory. Chan decided to be cheeky and bit down on Changbin’s lip, relishing in the resulting tiny whimper. Chan also decided to pull Changbin even closer, letting him rest his weight down onto Chan’s thighs. He immediately felt crushed in the best way. Sure, Changbin was on top of him during his heat, but he was far more coherent and could pull him down even more.

Changbin was clearly hesitating to put his full weight down at first, but Chan kept pulling. What good was his working out if he couldn’t support Changbin on his lap? The position would surely be reversed later, and the thought sent a pleasant little shiver down Chan’s spine.

They had to pull away at some point to breathe, but all Chan could focus on was Changbin’s slick, red lips. If he wasn’t worried about getting light headed, Chan was sure he’d be diving back in and biting more aggressively.

“Well, this is our last day here. Have anything you wanna do before we’re subjected to everyone ruthlessly teasing us?”

Changbin let his head flop heavily onto Chan’s shoulder and groaned. Chan laughed, knowing the terrible reality that they’d be returning to.

“Why would you remind me? They’re going to be fucking insufferable.”

Chan hummed. “Maybe. But we can be just as insufferable back. Cause I’m not sure I”m ever going to stop kissing you now.”

With those simple words, Changbin shot back up with a little glimmer in his eyes.

“So why aren’t you kissing me then? Cause that’s all I want to do today.”

It wasn’t like that would be a particularly difficult request for Chan to fulfill. Chan lost himself in touching Changbin, and finally letting himself touch all the muscles that he stared at through the mirror when they went to the gym together. He would never stop thinking or saying it, but it’s even better than he thought it would be.

With a start, Chan pulled back a little, still letting his forehead rest on Changbin’s.

“There’s some people in the town who thought we were dating. Maybe we should go thank them and let them know.”

“Wait, what. Who? Oh, that was dumb never mind. I forgot about them honestly.”

“Forgot about everything but me, hm? Am I that good, Binnie?” Chan teased, pitching up his voice into cutesy territory. Changbin flushed but nodded honestly.

“Yeah, can’t believe this is happening. You’re so good to me, hyung.”

With an embarrassed shout, Chan fell onto his back. Covering his face with his hands and whining about Changbin being all cheesy and corny. Peeking ever so slightly through his fingers, he could see Changbin smiling widely when he thought Chan couldn’t see.

The rest of the day flew by like that, as they took turns being the big spoon and squeezing each other. Briefly they took breaks to eat and whatever, even moving to the couch around noon. The bliss of spending time alone together was absolutely worth all the pining they both had done.

They pulled into their driveway, and instantly the door of the house was flung open with the rest of their pack almost tripping over each other to try and get out first. Predictably, Hyunjin was the first to trip but Seungmin managed to haul him up before any major damage was done. Jisung also nearly tripped but smoothly grabbed onto Minho, just making it look like a back hug. Chan barely g both his feet on the ground before Hyunjin and Jeongin nearly bowled him over.

“It felt like you were gone for ages, hyung! Minho threatened murder almost every hour, me and Jinnie kept track.”

Minho came up behind them and grabbed Jeongin by the back of his neck, and Jeongin suddenly looked very alarmed but didn’t say anything to try and defend himself.

“Aren’t you just proving him right, Minho?” Chan giggled, grabbing Minho’s wrist and pulling him closer.

Minho muttered something inaudible in response, but presented little resistance to being dragged. Chan’s arms were long, but not long enough to get around three whole people. Hyunjin seemed to have no problem with that, and just stuck himself to Chan’s side.

Through the loud chaos, Chan heard “Chris!” He didn’t want to shout into three pairs of sensitive ears, so he raised one hand up and waved it, hoping Felix could see him. Minho took the opportunity to slide away, but before Chan could even begin to complain, Felix replaced him.

Sure, Chan was utterly in love with Changbin, but Felix was just his guy. He would say, or think, that they were brothers but they got along even better than that. It really didn’t matter, Chan was glad for his time away, but he was also glad to be back where he belonged with them.

“I’m back, Lixie. Missed you all so much.”

Ah, but Chan knew his pack and he knew they were all bursting at the seams with their questions. Instead of answering them outright, the boring way, he pushed a little until they got off him, under the guise of saying hello to anyone he hadn’t seen yet. They followed behind him like little ducklings in a row.

When they got to the other side of the car, the other half of the pack turned quickly to greet him. They parted easily when he just kept walking to let him through to Changbin who clearly saw what he was going for, grinned and nodded in affirmation. He heard several noises of confusion when he just kept getting closer to Changbin. Predictably, they all exploded in cheers when they kiss chastely.

“It worked! Jijinlix wins!” Jisung cheered, wrapping his arms around Felix and Hyunjin.

Hyunjin let his smile fall for a moment and whined, “I thought we agreed on Hyunsunglix!”

“No, you said it and Felix agreed because he would agree to anything short of murder..” Jisung shot back.

Seeing a petty argument from a mile away, Chan stepped in and squeezed Jisung like he was going for broken bones. Of course, he let go after half a second, but Jisung’s attention was successfully diverted.

“My least favourite hyungs are back!” Jisung cheered, wrapping his arms around Chan’s shoulders.

Changbin, of course, heard that and came stomping over to them. Chan could tell from a mile away that he was just barely holding back a smile.

“Yah! Who shares snacks with you 3 times a week when you crash their late night snack time?”

“You, cause Minho-hyungie buys me my own snacks when I join his late night snack time.” Jisung smirked, grabbing Minho by the wrist and pulling him over.

Changbin sighed, and Minho laughed. Both knew he was right, because Minho was to Jisung what Chan was to Felix. It wasn’t romantic, it was just that they fit incredibly well together for some reason. It made Jisung and Felix spoiled little omegas, but no one was really going to complain about that.

“So, you’re finally together and I won’t have to hear any more awful pining anymore?” Jeongin chimed in when the laughter dies down.

“Oh, sweet Innie. It’ll be worse. I can see the text messages now.” Seungmin said from the other side of their loose circle, and cleared his throat to properly mock Chan, “Oh, Minnie. He’s just the best boyfriend ever. Never lets go of my hand and fucks me so hard my brain practically- ah!”

Chan lunged, deciding he had heard enough. Seungmin shrieked as he ran and tried to find someone to hide behind. Minho would sacrifice him, Hyunjin folded like a wet paper towel, so Felix it was. Felix did step in and patted Chan gently on his curls, instantly calming him.

“He’s like an actual dog. Pet him and you can distract him from anything.” Seungmin poked, still standing behind Felix.

Felix turned his head to glare at Seungmin, playfully of course. “I’m gonna let him eat you.”

Chan laughed, heading over to Changbin to relish in the comfort of his new boyfriend and being around all his favourite people in the world. He could get used to that, he could really get used to that.

#stray kids smut #skz smut #mxm smut #chan x changbin smut #wooyussy recs #my writing #clownracha fic exchange

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Tis the damn season, people! This year at oc-challenges, we’re doing a winter holidays challenge! Challenges are Hanukkah,The Winter Solstice, Christmas, and New Years inspired. @aliverse and @elmunson have teamed up with @victoriapedrcttis and @maddies-buckley to come up with 32 prompts to hopefully inspire and delight you!

RULES

Be respectful and accepting, most holidays have their roots in religion and it’s important to both treat people of any religion with kindness and be sure any depictions of a religion you are not a part of is researched well and done respectfully.

You know the usual, don’t steal edits. If you feel an edit of yours or someone else’s has been stolen and would like to report it, follow these guidelines.

For any crossovers, make sure the other person is okay with crossovers.

Feel free to ask questions, all prompts are open to interpretation!

In order for your post to be included in this blog, it must be tagged with #owhc2022.

And last but certainly not least, have fun!

Challenges under the cut...

EIGHT DAYS OF HANUKKAH For the first eight days, we will be celebrating Hanukkah!

Day One: Soon So Shall It Be By You (December 1st)

In the spirit of OC Challenges, our first challenge is dedicated to Jewish OCs; an ethnoreligious group and nation originating from the Israelites and Hebrews of historical Israel and Judah. Create to your heart's content, and if you don’t have one of your own then feel free to make a new one inspired by this prompt or make something for someone else’s Jewish OC!

Day Two: All of The Honor (December 2nd)

Most winter holidays are about the appreciation of life, family, and friends. Today we’re making something to show an appreciation for someone else. Make something for a Jewish OC creator, let them know that they're loved and cherished.

Day Three: Hanukkah Oh Hanukkah (December 3rd)

Day three is all about the holiday itself! Make or write something nice about your Jewish OC celebrating Hanukkah by themselves, their friends, or family, or even an non Jewish OC celebrating with their Jewish friends or family!

Day Four: A Game of Dreidel (December 4th)

Much like the teetotum, the dreidel is a four sided spinning top toy that bears letters of the Hebrew alphabet. The game has become a famous tradition during Hanukkah, created as a way to help those study the Torah. Show us what your OC’s dreidel would look like or write about your OC playing the game with friends and family!

Day Five: Light The Candles, Count Your Blessings

On the first night of Hanukkah when you light the first candle with the shamash, you recite three blessings. For this day, take a look at what your OC values and the things and people they are thankful then make an edit or write something to highlight those things.

Day Six: In Honor of The Maccabees (December 6th)

The Maccabees were a priestly family of Jews who organized a successful rebellion against the Seleucid ruler Antiochus IV and reconsecrated the defiled Temple of Jerusalem. What is something that your oc would die / risk their life for? Have they done it already? Have they lead a rebellion or campaigned for change?

Day Seven: A Great Miracle Happened Here (December 7th)

In the holy temple in Jerusalem, a menorah burned for eight days. It became known as a miracle, giving Jews time to purify and rededicate sacred space. Where did your OCs miracles happen? Is there a place they consider sacred or special? A place that brings them great comfort?

Day Eight: Miracle of Eight Days (December 8th)

A small vial of oil to keep the flames burning for one night somehow miraculously burned the Temple's menorah for eight days during a time of war and prosecution. In that span of time, they were able to make more oil and keep the eternal flame lit. Has your OC ever experienced a miracle, figurative or literal? Has something they needed or loved but expected to abandon them lasted through their worries? Write or edit something about your OC’s personal miracles.

WINTER SOLSTICE Challenges inspired by The Winter Solstice!

Day Nine: Blessed Be (December 9th)

Blessed be our capacity for creativity, creating ocs has made us friends and brightened our darkest days. Today, create something to celebrate a pagan oc.

Day Ten: Brightest Blessings (December 10th)

A good person wishes others only the brightest blessings, and today we are going to give our own blessings. Create something for a pagan oc creator!

Day Eleven: Time of Reflection (December 11th)

One tradition in winter solstice celebrations is to reflect on your past and those in it, for day eleven we are going to look at an oc from long past. Maybe you want to look at your first oc and reflect on how they’ve changed from first draft to final product? Maybe there’s an oc you’ve decided to scrap or finished with that you would like to honor one last time with an edit or drabble?

Day Twelve: Bask in The Evergreens (December 12th)

Evergreens are famous and honored for the exact reason you’d think— they remain lush even in the harshest circumstances. Today is all about forevers. Perhaps you want to honor an oc that remains eternal in your heart or persistent in your mind, maybe even do something as simple as creating something for an immortal oc?

Day Thirteen: Back to Mother Nature (December 13th)

One winter solstice tradition is to give back to nature and the creatures it mothers, some do this by decorating a tree to highlight it’s beauty and some do this by decorating a tree with edible food for animals among other things. For today, honor an oc who loves the natural phenomenons of their world whether that be through a love of nature, nature powers, or care for the animals of the world.

Day Fourteen: All The Pretty Lights (December 14th)

The winter solstice is celebrated on the shortest day and longest night of the year, thus we must find light in different ways. For this day, honor an oc who finds or is the light in the darkest day. Perhaps they are a mirrorball, reflecting all the best parts of others. Perhaps they simply have a talent in keeping hope alive, continuing to show love and optimism through all hardships no matter how hard survival is?

Day Fifteen: May The Flame Warm Our Hearts and Light Our Way (December 15th)

Today is about dedication; to gods and goddesses, those we cherish, our places of worship. For today, perhaps show or tell us how your OC would decorate their Yule alter? Perhaps how they would choose to honor their deities? Maybe show or discuss what gifts they would give to those they cherish?

Day Sixteen: Merry Solstice (December 16th)

It’s time for another celebration, this day is all about the holiday itself! Tell us about how your oc celebrates yule! Do they bake gingerbread, craft wreaths? Do they sit around the bonfire and tell stories?

Day Seventeen: Time of New Beginnings (December 17th)

Besides reflection, winter solstice is also big on renewal and new discoveries or ideas. Today, it’s time to do something to represent newness and change! You could create a brand new oc, perhaps highlight an oc with qualities you’d like to emobody in the new year in attempts of changing your life for the better?

MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS Some merry challenges for a merry christmas!

Day Eighteen: Baby’s First Christmas (December 18th)

Over the first year of a baby’s life, many people document a lot of the major moments—but when it comes to making memories, there’s nothing quite like Christmas Time. Recount your OC's first Christmas as an infant or as a recently new parent whose trying to make the holiday special with their little bundle of joy!

Day Nineteen: With Your Under The Mistletoe (December 19th)

In Norse culture, the Mistletoe plant was a sign of love and peace and Figg promised to kiss anyone who passed underneath it. For Celtic Druids, it was used to ward off evil spirits, provide good luck and even help to improve fertility. No matter what origins you prefer or have grown up knowing, both created the tradition of mistletoe hanging in the archway of a room where two rooms met to become one. Create something to celebrate two becoming one with an OC and their significant other under the mistletoe.

Day Twenty: For You and Me (December 20th)

The season is about giving and surprising those you care about with the perfect gift. Create a gif for your best friend who is in love with one or a few of your OCs! Make something inspired by your conversations that were based on an AU or a crossover with their very own OCs.

Day Twenty-One: Rocking Around The Christmas Tree (December 21st)

The Christmas tree, a symbol that represents permanence and immortality and decorated with lights, ornaments, and a star on top for the shining hope for humanity. For this challenge, write about and show how your OC(s), or send asks to your fellow creators about how their OC(s) would decorate their tree! Do they have a family tree that have homemade ornaments? Do they just have a personal pencil tree with peculiar theme? Do they get a fake tree or a real tree.

Day Twenty-Two: Jingle Bells Are Ringing, Everyone is Singing (December 22nd)

Other than gifts and decorating, Christmas music is a major part of the Holidays. From "All I Want for Christmas Is You" to "Last Christmas" which song best relates to your OC(s) this season? Do they enjoy Christmas Caroling around the neighbourhood? Do they sing a certain song every year that people automatically associate with them?

Day Twenty-Three: From Mine to Yours (December 23rd)

Christmas Cards are a great way to share love to those who live miles away from you, especially if you have no idea what to give them and just insert a $50 gift card in the envelope. Create a card that your OC would gift to someone else to spread kindness and warmth this chilly season.

Day Twenty-Four: Christmas Special (December 24th)

Hallmark is known for their very cheesy romantic TV Christmas movies but we always sit and devour the plot no matter what. As for the mainstream blockbuster movies such as Love Actually, The Holiday, and A Bad Moms Christmas, these are the movies that follow a different formula by giving us individual looks into the holiday season for different people and families with their own troubles and personal goals. For this day, you'll be inserting your OC(s) into their very own Holiday Special AU or making something for the actual holiday special of their fandom!

Day Twenty-Five: Giving, Receiving, and Appreciating (December 25th)

For the day in question that inspired the last seven challenges, we're taking it easy. To complete Christmas Day's challenge, simply make sure you signed up for and submitted ocpotlucks gift exchange than watch out for your gift and be sure to compliment others ocs and creations you see on the blog.

HAPPY NEW YEAR! Some challenges to prepare us for the New Year!

Day Twenty-Six: First of The Year (December 26th)

Before we enter a new year of new beginning, let’s reflect on this years beginnings. For day one of our New Years themed challenges, let’s honor the first oc you made *this* year with some writing or an edit.

Day Twenty-Seven: You Make My Year Better (December 27th)

Saying goodbye is hard, but the hello can sometimes make everything worth it. For this day, appreciate a fandom you said hello to this year by making something for an oc you made for said new fandom.

Day Twenty-Eight: A Toast To You (December 28th)

You’ve heard it from a million people in a million ways; Skam says people need people, Girl Meets World says the secret of life is that people change people. So this day is about those people in the oc community who made your year better, and more specifically the ocs they created that changed and inspired your own writing and creativity. That’s right, we’re making something for your favorite oc of the year by someone else.

Day Twenty-Nine: The Best Part Of My Year (December 29th)

We all need ways to get through life, sometimes those things are always the same and sometimes they are hyper-fixations that get you up in the morning to explore. So, what oc did you find yourself fixating on most this year? Was it a brand new one, perhaps an old one you haven’t thought about in a while? On the twenty-eighth, use your passion to create something for your MOTY… muse of the year.

Day Thirty: I Still Love You (December 30th)

Friends break up, friends get married, strangers get born and strangers get buried, trends change, rumors fly through new skies… But that doesn’t mean some things don’t stay with us even when they lose our focus. Today, we are showing some love to those we may have accidentally left behind by making something for an oc you love that you feel you may have neglected this year.

Day Thirty-One: Practice Makes Perfect (December 31st)

A lot can change in just seconds, and even more can change in 365 days. Over the year, we’ve all learned and grown in so many different ways, and it’s time to show off. Remake an edit or rewrite a draft from early this year to remind yourself and others how far you’ve come!

Day Thirty-Two: Resolution (January 1st)

One of the most well-known traditions of new year celebration is to make resolutions. A New Year’s resolution is when someone makes a promise or sets an expectation for the new year that they are determined to live up too. Although these resolutions don’t always stay resolute, let’s get a good start on our attempts by making something on the first day of the year for an oc you want to appreciate and work on more throughout 2023.

#origin post #owhc2022 #winter holidays challenge 2022 #ocappreciation #allaboutocs #queerocs

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henrycavillcumdump · 17 days

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Sorry call me curious 😉 Guess I wanna know a little more about the hottie behind the tumblr who’s always blessing us with amazing content 🤭🤭🤭❤️

#1, #4, #5, #10, #17, #90, #93, #95, #97

Top bottom or vers?

Top though thats because ive never tried bottoming 🙈

4. How many people have you had sex with last year?

around 20 though ngl my memory is awful

5. What size is your penis?

8 inch/ 21 cm

10. Where did you last cum?

where? well it was solo, in my bedroom, though it had been a couple days so i guess id say it was on my chest

17. What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve done?

hmm i dont know what would be the most, probably when a guy wanted me to dominate him, so i would slaphim, spit on him, and drip melted wax on his balls

90. What’s your darkest fantasy?

darkest? oh i dont really know, i think for being a slut im pretty light lol. probably having a group of guys rougly use me for a session, being verbal and degrading with me

93. Have you ever attended an orgy?

i have not, so far only had a threesome, though one of the guys im seeing was looking into a bath house for us to visit

95. Have you ever had sex with a straight friend?

i have not, as much as my younger self would have loved too lol

Do you read smut?

i dont right now, though i used to read some hunger games smut when i was in my teens

#i appreciate the curiousity #thanks for the ask #ask game

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⸻ * ❪ 🗝️ … BAE JINSUN, known by the stage name JIN, is a korean artist under HOUSE OF GOLD (Subisdiary of House of Desires). the FIRST member to be revealed, she is the VOCALIST and KEYBOARDIST.

* ❪ 🗝️ … ACT I: BASICS

BIRTH NAME: Bae Jinsun

ENGLISH NAME: Jean Bae

NICKNAMES: little bae, younger wolf, Jin, Jinjinnie.

BIRTHDAY: July 6th, 2000

CHINESE ZODIAC SIGN: Dragon

ZODIAC SIGN: Cancer

BIRTH PLACE: Ulsan, South Korea

HOMETOWN: Ulsan, South Korea

NATIONALITY: Korean

ETHNICITY: Korean

FAMILY: Mother; father; older sister (Mikyoung); older brother (93')

LANGUAGES : Korean (Native); Japanese & English (advanced); Chinese (basic)

* ❪ 🗝️ … ACT II: BODY

HEIGHT : 1.63 (5.5 ft)

BLOOD TYPE : 0

BODY MODIFICATION(S) : two piercings

FACE CLAIM : Mia from Everglow

VOICE CLAIM: Minnie of (G)i-dle

* ❪ 🗝️ … ACT III: IDOL PERSONA

STAGE NAME: Jin

AGENCIE(S): House of Gold (2018-)

GROUP(S): WER1 (2020-)

TIME TRAINING: Two years

POSITION(S): Keyboard, vocal, performance

INDIVIDUAL FANDOM: Keys

REPRESENTATIVE SYMBOL: 🗝️

REPRESENTATIVE ANIMAL: Dog

* ❪ 🗝️ … ACT IV: MIND

MBTI: INFJ

STRENGTHS:

~ Principled: Even though Jin doesn't show it, she has a very specific set of values inside, and though she isn't one to be particularly loud about it, she surely won't let anyone step on them, or neither make her go against them, no matter what's at stake with it.

~ Insightful: Being the most quiet member of the group is not a curse, but a blessing in Jin's eyes. She might not be the one who shouts the louder, or everyone's bias, but she surely is the one who takes her time processing everything with keen eyes, which in the end is what gives the most “I told you so” to the other members, who are quick to charge into action.

~ Patient: If there's something no one has ever seen Jin do, that is rushing. No rushing herself, no rushing others, not being impatient with anything. It might drive mad to more than one member (specially her sister) but Jin is first and foremost someone who takes her time with things, and waits, sometimes far too much.

~ Loyal: Loyal to the point of her being betrayed, many people would see this as a flaw, but it is not. If she's committed to something (or someone) you'll never see her betraying that commitment, you'll never see her doing anything against that someone or something, she's always going to defend that person or that cause, no matter what.

FLAWS:

~ Insecure: Anyone who knows her knows how she never think she's good enough, or even enough. It has been her biggest enemy before her debut, and it's her biggest enemy now, even though she has gotten better. No one truly knows from where this insecurity comes from, but one thing's for sure, everyone tries to help her overcome it.

~ Clumsy: People has been calling her puppy for a reason, and that's her clumsiness. Always eager to help, always eager to please, she sometimes seems to forget things. Like the door being there, or to move to the side to avoid colliding with a friend. And sometimes it's just pure bad luck, like things breaking while she holds it, or just getting in the way of something about to stain her clothes.

~ Workaholic: Her insecurities always get the best of her, making her think that maybe she's holding down the band, so she's always working to improve herself in singing, playing the keyboard, dancing (even though, for most presentations and videos, the band doesn't dance)... The problem is that most of the times, it comes to the cost of her own health.

~ Pessimism: “Everything that can go wrong will go wrong” is the say she never knew who said it, or why did they say it, but she decides to live by it, even more when you're an idol and your career can end in a second, and people can start hating you... What's that's smell of smoke? Oh, probably the house is being burned down by Hazel's awful attempts of cooking, now they'll have to live on the streets.

* ❪ 🗝️ … ACT V: TRIVIA

Shared her bedroom with her sister through training until they debuted

Despite being the only introverted, she's made the most friends outside the group, having even friends outside the company

There had been some doubts about her debuting in the same group as her sister, both because the company would think it would give the band a bad rep, and because Jin thought it would be the best for both of them to debut in separated groups, but she ended up debuting in the group nevertheless.

The biggest influences for her to want to become an idol are SNSD Taeyeon, and her sister.

It had been decided between the company and the group that she would be the first one to be revealed.

She's called "Unity's little sister" because of her soft persona, even though she can (and does) act completely different on the stage.

#➳ ❪ ᴊɪɴ ❫ … sᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴀs ᴏɴᴇ ❞#┌[ PINNED ]┘ ✦ we are one #fictional kpop community #fake kpop gg #fake kpop idol #fictional kpop group #fake kpop girl group #fake kpop group #fictional kpop idol

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rontra · 1 year

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this ask/reply is long so im just putting it together as a textpost help me shark if you're out there

Anonymous asked: hi ok im super super sorry if this is bothering you but ive been meaning to ask it for like 6 months or something . i was introduced to your work via skin game and my brain latched to it ever since i read it. me and some other friends really enjoyed the fic even if it was a short read and i was wondering if youre comfortable sharing chapter 2 either publicly or privately? again im ultra mega sorry if this comes off as creepy or weird or something ive been stressing over it for liek 3 days since i didnt want to bother you :(

either way, love your work so much. your fanart introduced me to both arknights and rwby (though a friend kind of pushed me to actually start watching it lol) and theyre both really great series :) your work is a huge inspiration for me and my friend group and your writing is just insane /pos

(3rd paragraph omitted bc i cant priv reply and im excluding your offsite info even if its under a readme HFDBHJF)

hi shark!! ofc i remember you we are like soldiers side by side in the trenches of takano posting 🫡

so first of all thank you so much for following and enjoying my work 🥰 i'm always happy to help drag people into the arknights/rwby zone HEHEHE i'm glad you enjoy what i make!!! it means a lot to me 😊 thank you!!!

now. THE THING ABOUT skin game ch2. is that it's pretty rough. i had a look at it the last time something prompted me to think about the fic and it's not really presentable (i don't know if i even finished editing it back in ….. 6 years ago… oh god). it also doesn't have all of its art (which might be a blessing in disguise given the art it does have is …. 6 years old… oh god)

getting it to a state i consider readable would take a good chunk of work, which is why i put it off again after looking at it. it's almost 12 thousand words of … uhhh… shall we say… unnnnpolished material. i think i couldn't even share it privately because i would be embarrassed to show someone something so unfinished and janky. not to mention not having all of its art finished. so i got kind of stuck last time and just put it off again bc the amount of work it very obviously needed was like. "Christ OK Not Now" yknow…

it does bolster the spirit when i remember you and your friends. it means a lot to me that you care about it even after so long!!! i just have NO idea when i'm going to get around to editing something of that magnitude @_@ i was really a dummy about chapter lengths back then… HFDBHJGJMK

it's really kind of a shame too becahse chapter 1 and 2 together are sort of the introductory portion for our 2 primary characters. so it feels like only half of the intro is done right now. since ch1 detailed how kyrie ended up at that plaza meeting takano, ch2 would detail how takano ended up there, meeting kyrie. and then we would proceed into the future from there. as a renowned Takano Guy, obviously i was very interested in this, but for various reasons i never finished polishing it and drawing the art…

ch2 also features ikuko so you KNOW its dear to me

overall being like 5-6 yrs old theres a disconnect where i don't feel like ch2 right now is achieving what it should, and i see a lot of concrete problems with concrete solutions, but it's an editing of such Magnitude that it keeps being pushed back in favor of other stuff. oh, ephemeral soul…

some of the art i did get done for it is pretty cute though, like these baby miyos;

so that's pretty good, but i didnt FINISH drawing the art, ARGHH

it is really hard to say. bc when i KNOW there's people out there who remember it and care about it, that does motivate me to return to it. but it has a lot of stuff that needs doing, and is a very old project, so it's unclear to me right now when it would receive the attention it desperately needs before it can be shown to other people... i super can't in clear conscience accept anything like payment/etc for that kind of vague half-promise either, although i appreciate the thought xD

i'm sorry it's such an inconclusive answer, but i am sort of an inconclusive guy when it comes to projects... i jump around a lot as i'm sure you've observed in your time following me 😭 it's important to me to have that freedom, but i do care about SG too, so we just sort of have to see if i can surmount the magnitude of the work i accidentally set up for myself half a decade ago (*turning into stone*)

but it makes me smile when i remember you're out there thinking about this weird little AU. so, thanks. 😌 a soul still burns...

and then after all that CH3 was going to have more of best girl 🥺.....

WARGH <- BEARER OF THE CURSE

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shhhhhiminsidesaitamascloset · 10 months

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its always fun to lie in a bluff so i get why you tell me im not gonna be nobody.

ive heard it all: ((TW: SLURS))

retarded, dyke, faggot, slut, welfare check queen, black, nigger, big nose, a "woman"/bitch/female etc.

yet they dont realize im:

smart, asexual, nonbinary, only on welfare because my educational system failed me, nobody wanted to be my ride or die friend, and that the system is corrupt and filled with classist and elitist. who were taught to hate the poor and deem "passing" disabled people as "normal". i had a kick ass art talent, can write poems that'll put shakespeare out of business, and the persistence and dedication of a honey badger bent on making anything and everything a problem. im kind and compassionate but it sure as hell isnt a weakness.

and yall gotta stop acting like i dont have alot going on. but if you insist then thats YOUR problem, not mine.

sometimes you gotta face rejection, even for 1+ decade to have people see your worth and growth. Even if its not coming now, itll always be around the corner when you least expect it. dont rush blessings and success. let it come to you. and if youre a christian, rely on God to bring you through.

im 31, been through worst of the worst in life and had the shittiest friend groups and support. but i still got hope. if my will isnt dead then maybe i know something i dont. or God letting me know He got me! im here for a reason and dont you dunderheads ever forget it!! *in tophs voice*

peace✌️🙏♥️

#spilled thoughts #because bullies and naysayers always got something to say #reblog #my two cents #im alive dickweeds!#positive affirmations #motivational #inspirational #on God time #nonbinary #support nonbinary #asexual #autistic #black lives matter #my life matters #blerd

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khodorkovskaya · 11 months

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09.07.23

so i met up with the ukrainian guy! backstory for those who missed it: his mum gave my mum his number and i texted him "hey let's hang out".

so we met at the trainstation and went to the lake. and honestly...? idk if he was just shy but like he was so uninteresting. just like no flavour. i kept asking him questions like "what do you do in your free time?" "do you do any sports?" "do you have any hobbies" etc etc. and the response to everything was "i don't really do much".

i was a bit weirded out cos like... what does he do in life? he's never had even a little student job (i told him that i used to give lessons, volunteer, catsit, hostessing, etc. when i was a teen), he doesn't have any hobbies (he said he likes to watch football but like that's it), he doesn't have a lot of friends (he follows classes online and only goes to uni if there's a group project or sth like that). idk i was just confused. and he said that he doesn't really study that much and gets average grades, so it's not like his life is taken over by uni. like what does he do?

so yeah, he was just like this dude who likes football and listens to french rap and has no personality. again, maybe he was just shy. but idk. he was just so plain. i have to say, his mother was right, he was tall and handsome. but since he was so uninteresting, i just could not see him as attractive. he gave off virgin vibes idk. not in a way like "looool what a virgin loser", but like idk he just lacked any kind of attractive energy, you know what i mean? like there's a huge difference when you talk to teens/men in their early 20s vs men in their late twenties and older. like there's more of this "sexual tension" feeling, idk how to explain it. like "older" guys are more sort of like at ease with their body language and stuff and the way they talk to women. whereas this guy gave off highschooler vibes. not in a mean way, but he was just like undercooked, you know? like a teenager.

it's weird bc he reminded me a lot of this friend i had in high school. well he was more of my zurich friend's friend. but it was funny bc i set up a date for him. i had these two friends in my class, one serbian girl and one croatian girl. and i wanted to set up the serbian girl with this guy, so we went for a walk the four of us. and then me and the croatian girl just like left the two alone. it didn't work out and was super awkward but it was hilarious. and then, the funny thing is! the guy went to serbia that summer and got an std! and that was the last time id heard of him. he used to post stories from some generic clubs in the balkans on instagram from time to time. but now idk what he's up to. but yeah, the guy i went on a "date" with reminded me a lot of him in like his way of speaking and holding himself.

oh also he knew my zurich friend! it's weird bc it seems like all russian speakers know each other! all of them went to russian school when they were kids. it's weird bc when we came here my mum wanted us to integrate as much as possible, so we never went to any russian speaking events, she never signed me up for russian classes or anything like that. but like there's a whole community of russians/ukrainians/moldovans that hang out together all the time and they're all childhood friends. and i feel like ive missed out a bit bc everyone knows everyone and im just there like 😅

other than that, today father paul was celebrating 50 yrs of being a priest. and guys the liturgy today was so good! the choir really ate!

also bishop irinei of western europe came to visit and idk he gave off weird vibes. ive seen his youtube shorts and idk he's weird.

also there was cake! and it looked really good! so i wanted to take a piece but they said that it hadn't been blessed yet. so i was like okay, i'll wait. and it was 35 degrees today and we were all outside with no shade and no water. so i waited for this cake for like 20 minutes and it felt like hours. and when they finally blessed it, everyone got a piece and there wasn't any left for me!

but there was a lot of other food too like there were these two balkan ladies who made sarma and it was like 10/10. and there were also all different kinds of what i guess was pirozki..? and some other ethnic cuisine i didn't quite understand. probably armenian/georgian? like they had pies and rice and all kinds of good stuff. and there were the usual russian dishes like borsh and russian salad. and someone made avocado toast too so i was like yum. it was all really good!

it was a shame it was so hot tho bc i was like oo finally im gonna try and socialise and maybe make friends. but there was no shade! so i ate as quick as possible and ran to the nearest water fountain bc it was unbearable. i managed to talk to these two ladies who i think were of russian origin but didn't speak russian. their names were alla and ksenia and we talked for a bit about how father paul is really nice. but yeah that's it, it was too hot.

then i got home, lay on the bed and ended up taking a 5 hour nap... it was wild. i woke up at 6pm and felt like i just got run over by a bus. and now im all tired and disoriented. and it's still 30 degrees outside! i can't with this heat!

btw look at what father emilian posted today what a slay

#july

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the-anon-ghost · 2 years

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sorry yall long vent post just skip along i needed to get this out

nothing like moving out your parents house because they kept causing my panic attacks, being kicked out of your friend’s house because of a very estrange fear of my friend’s fiancé wanting to fuck me, having two of your best friends cut you off, the rest of the friend group taking after one of your best friends and cutting you off as well because they heard im doing harder drugs (i literally only smoke weed and i even stopped doing that at this point), being constantly berated and harress at your workplace by bosses while being rejected at every other job opportunity, and someone who you thought was a friend being weirdly into you and refusing to take the L that im already with someone and cyberstalks and constantly contacts you, and now my aunt just called me saying how im dead to her, to get my shit and move out, and im offically cut off because she found out my brother’s gonna be a dad and i didnt say anything

its,,,really fucking hard, because im doing everything i need to do- ive been going to therapy to improve myself, ive slowed down on my weed intake by a fuck ton, im constantly asking for criticism from people while learning to put boundaries, ive been working my ass off and been saving almost every fucking penny, im studying art more, im taking my meds, and im doing everything i can to become more independent and just a person who can i finally start loving, while also losing almost my entire support system within a year.

i, quite literally, only have my partner (thank god, bless their heart and soul), neko (sorry thats her nickname) and my two, one shitty and one improving, brothers. it sucks, it really fucking sucks.

i miss everyone, but i know they dont really miss me and as much as i want to be “im better off dead”, i know thats not the answer and i just gotta accept and move on. and thats all i can do about this. i have to accept that welp, these are the consequences of years of constant self-berating and being a shitty friend and person, and this took place as my wake up call.

its just been a really, REALLY shitty year and my aunt’s call and telling me, after years of being told i might become something, to suddenly her saying she knew i was nothing but a failure, kinda hit the last nail in the coffin of making this vent post because god i wanna be like wah wah i wanna kill myself, i just say “okay, im still open if you need me, i love you” hang up, get ready for work and go on.

like i KNOW things will get better but god that “better” need to happen soon because im losing my patience and i feel myself becoming a much meaner person.

#vent post #it just havent been a good year

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enchantedpendant · 2 years

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things that have happened during the course of the 1 year-ish time i took off this site

1. my mental health reached the worst point it has ever been in my entire life

2. quickly and secretly took myself to a psychiatrist (props to myself ngl but also a huge thank you to a close friend of mine who recommended this particular doctor) and wow im so blessed to have her as my first ever encounter with a psychiatrist or even any kind of mental health professional… it may not be too much of a stretch to say that i owe her my life

3. during the critical time of just beginning to recover… caught some romantic feelings for one of my closest friend since high school (been friends since 2014) and got into a situationship which lasted barely a month… i managed to realize that the way things were going were NOT helping my mental health recovery and i told him that we should just be friends. no shade towards him tbh, he’s nothing but stellar as a friend and ngl he may have significantly helped me find the will to live again… but it really just wasnt working out well romantically with all the circumstances surrounding it. my brain being in the right place didnt necessarily mean my heart is tho lol it took several months for me to just… stop thinking about him and “oh how things couldve gone differently if only this and if only that” every now and then im fond of him, still am, and would probably always be

4. got off sertraline… and not quite bcs my doctor had advised me to but because i had just started to skip enough doses for my body to get used to being without it and start feeling the side effects whenever i try taking them again and i’d rather not😂 i’d like to fully put the blame on night shifts and school and all that but really some of it is just… my bad lol but anyways shoutout to sertraline for saving my life when i needed it!

5. juggled my mental health recovery with about 2 months of studying nearly 24 hours a day 7 days a week (i mean, as much studying as i could get done lol ive never been the studious type) in preparation for my exit exam… shoutout to the ten people in my study group for tolerating me through it all

6. passing my exit exam!! and graduating med school!!! finally being an MD which still feels unreal. anyways it is SO nice to finally close this chapter and go on to the next (also my skin started clearing up real quick after the exam results came out and knowing that i passed lol its almost like the cause of my skin problems was just med school all along😭)

#cw mentions of depression #hope life has been treating yall kindly!#friends to lovers has always been my fav trope… in fiction and irl whoops

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