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hannieehaee · 5 days

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Can you please make a seventeen reaction if a saesang hurt their s/o? lysm btw💙

a sasaeng hurting their s/o

content: mentions of an ambiguous attack on the reader (u can assume it was something like pulling at reader's arm/hair or a simple slap/punch), anger from the members, angst, fluff (kinda??), etc.

wc: 829

a/n: ily <33 i was kinda conflicted on this bc im not sure whether theyd react in an idol fashion in which they just kind of let their managers handle it or if theyd handle it themselves so i went for a mixture

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seungcheol -

he's super protective over his members, which also translates over to all his loved ones. i think he would get immediately exasperated and get all up on whoever dared hurt you, fan or not. if things got physical, he'd get physical too. however, he'd try to keep things civilized.

jeonghan -

he'd let his managers handle the sasaeng, knowing that despite how much he'd like to protect you on his own, head on, he had a lot of limitations as an idol. he'd feel extremely guilty about it and would beat himself up over it for a while. would do everything he could to make you feel protected and taken care of (even more than he already did) from then on.

joshua -

he'd be unfiltered in his arguing and his anger towards the aggressor. he wouldnt get aggressive or anything, but the venom in his eyes would be enough for a person to drop dead. would go as far as try to get the authorities involved right in that moment, promising that he'd be pressing charges on your behalf. when it came to you, he'd need you to calm him down lol.

jun -

he's so used to being mobbed and to people injuring themselves due to this that he wouldn't even be surprised at this happening. this wouldnt mean that he wouldn't be insanely angry though lmao. he'd curse them out in chinese and start a whole scene if necessary. this person was not going to leave this situation unscathed.

soonyoung -

his emotions usually take over him very easily and i believe in such an instance anger would show clearly in his demeanor. he'd protectively hold you behind him as he cursed and antagonized the sasaeng while his managers attempted to alleviate the situation. there would be anger in his eyes that you'd never seen before, but it'd turn into worry and regret as soon as he met your eyes.

wonwoo -

usually when he's being crowded or fans are too close, his body language seems closed off and unwelcoming to all the unwarranted attention, but in this instance i think his fight or flight mode would activate, making him physically place himself between you and the aggressor. rare instance in which anyone would see wonwoo genuinely angry.

jihoon -

he'd be too shocked to react, only realizing what had happened after the fact. kinda out of character, but i think he'd have to be held back from taking matters into his own hands. would be furious at the blatant disrespect to both you and him. how could a fan ever lay hand on you? he'd remain disappointed in his fandom for a while, keeping himself (and you) away from the limelight for a short period of time.

seokmin -

for once in his life, the only emotion taking over him was pure unfiltered anger. BUT he would 100% prioritize checking in on you and keeping his hands and eyes on you to make sure you were okay. would let his managers take care of the situation and simply stare down the perpetrator with venom in his eyes. would be extremely apologetic to you afterwards and express guilt over and over.

mingyu -

he's shown many times before he's not afraid to tell fans to mind their boundaries before, so i think that in a serious situation in which you were being put in danger, he'd become extremely serious to a scary extent. he would not get physical or anything like that, but he'd use his words and stance to intimidate the crazed fan.

minghao -

extremely serious and put off. the moment someone laid hands on you, his body would take control of itself and put himself between you and any danger. he'd yell and curse at whoever dared cross such a boundary and disrespect both you and him in such a way. he'd hold certain disdain for fans crossing boundaries from then on.

seungkwan -

he's too polite and media trained to actually participate in the altercation, but anyone could see the genuine anger trying to filter out of him as he and his body guards tried to deal with the situation. his first priority would be you and making sure you weren't too hurt.

vernon -

he wouldve been too shocked in the moment to do anything, but as soon as the short-lived attack ended and his managers were already apprehending the perpetrator, he'd scoff and curse at whoever hurt you. there would be this unknown craze in his eyes indicating uncharacteristic anger that could only ever be provoked by such a situation.

chan -

insanely angry and frustrated at the situation. in an ideal world, he'd take care of this situation on his own, proving to you that he'd never let anyone hurt you. however, he knew that the appropriate thing to do would be to let his managers apprehend the aggressor while he checked in on you and made sure you were okay and as far away from the situation as possible.

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seuonji · 4 months

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night shift ★彡 xu minghao

xu minghao x yn ln

彡when yn’s juniors finds trouble with some fellow college mates, yn goes through mountains just to get them justice, even if it means needing to infiltrate and make friends with the most intimidating clique on campus.

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#14 white tee! | # 15 lucky charm! | #16 …!

notes: there’s a writing part under the cut! (1.6k words)

last post before the new years!!! so excited for next year! hope you guys enjoy this one<3 thanks for keeping up, love you!

soonyoung had driven to your place and you were notified they were there as jun called you. you silently left the house not wanting to be questioned by thing 1 (cheol) and thing 2 (han) questioning your whereabouts.

you eventually got to the venue of the competition. it was dark and the dim lights glimmered over your face.

“minghao’s already here?” you asked as the three of you walked up the stairs. “yeah, he should be in getting ready in the back or something, let’s head to the stage and find a spot!!” soonyoung beamed.

it was a long wait, tons of dancers came out and it was like nothing you’ve experienced before. it was only now you realised you have been too cooped up in your room and taking your role as vice too seriously.

and soon, the man of honour showed up.

“now we have xu minghao, winner of many battles before, let’s give him a round of applause!!” the host cheered out. everyone was loud that even with soonyoungs astronomical voice, it seemed like minghao didn’t notice you guys there.

suddenly jun bent to your ears, “look, minghao’s looking around.”

you turned to him and looked as if you have a question mark above your head.

“he’s checking and wondering if anyone he knows came to see him, of course he’d never admit it but he’s looking,” he softly giggled.

you let out a chuckle, that sounds so minghao. you slowly reverted your attention to the stage and minghao got into his starting positions.

you didn’t expect to be so in awe the next few minutes.

“MINGHAOO!!”

“HAOO!” jun and soonyoung continuously chanted.

as his performance came to an end, he seemed like he could finally hear since he finally faced the direction of where the noise was coming from. the area where you, soonyoung and jun stood. and what a face he made when he saw you.

as he thanked the host and jumped off the stage, he immediately made his way to you guys.

“yn?” he said dumbfounded.

“minghao! you did amazing!!” you rubbed his shoulder and commended him.

he felt his ears get warm and he’d never been so dumbfounded before. usually it was only soonyoung and jun that came to these things, along with mingyu and seokmin but most of the time they were too busy but he was thankful for any efforts they put in.

“who’s at work?” he asked totally puzzled.

“seokmin,” jun sternly said it was a bit scary.

minghao just squinted his eyes, further feeling puzzled but the adrenaline was so high he just wanted to let off some steam.

“uh, let’s get drinks?” minghao blurted out and looked at everyone.

as college students, it would be understandable to drink alcohol. but, with the vice president around, they were all pretty wary. so here you were, huddled around a small table, drinking juice.

“you never told me it was a competition. let alone, you never told me you were performing!” you whined.

“i didn’t think you’d be interested!” he fought back.

“he’ll forever be like that yn, you need to pry things out of him,” soonyoung sighed and his tiredness with minghao showed as he laid his chin on his hand.

minghao quietly hid his face behind his drink but all of a sudden, the rooms lights dimmed a bit more, catching everyone’s attention.

“well now begin the announcement for this months’ dance battle winners!” the host walked on stage and the cheers came in waves.

as always, the tension had to be built and announcements were taking long. as time passed, soonyoung and jun were holding hands and hitting each other as suspension rose.

“in third place, kina!”

your eyes bounced around the room and you happened to catch a glimpse of minghao’s hands in a fist. he was anticipating.

“in second place, jinni!”

oh, there was a chance for minghao to be first place.

the winners were getting on stage and you poked minghao and pointed to he stage, teasing him telling him he’d be next. he slowly leaned closer to you and whispered, “the competition this month was great, i don’t know if i’ll place.”

you punched his shoulder and whispered back, “you deserve it, stand up already.”

he diddled with your hands stopping you from pulling him up and then you whispered again, “if you win it’s because i’m your lucky charm.”

his response to your words was unexpected, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him laugh so loud.

and amidst your banter, the announcer spoke again, “and in first place, minghao!”

your whole group stood up and even the table almost fell making you all laugh.

just before he went on stage he whispered once again to you, “maybe you are my lucky charm.”

and you don’t know what influenced him, perhaps everything that night was going so well but he went in for a hug with you. just a simple hug.

the ride home was like a victory experience. soonyoung and jun sat in the front and soonyoung hung the medal on the rear view mirror as if he won it but it was all in fair game and support to their dear youngest.

“it was really an insane performance,” you patted minghao’s shoulder as swayed as if you were drunk, you were actually just really tired.

“it’s not much,” minghao laughed and stayed humble about the situation.

“no really it was great i think it’s the best ones i’ve seen,” soonyoung popped into the conversation, looking at you both from the rear view mirror.

“well i hope it was worth skipping work today,” minghao joked.

you just realised, you skipped work.

“ah shit i need to tell joshua i’m not at work.”

“you report everything you do to the president?” jun turned around and asked.

you pursed your lips as you realised not everyone knows about your living situation.

“well he’s my roommate and he offered to bring me to and from work,” you explained with a smile.

“ooh you guys are close if you’re roommates,” soonyoung bluntly replied.

“yeah they’re close,” minghao smirked to which yiu gave him a death stare.

and it was as if something clicked in jun’s head as he heard the words come out of minghao’s mouth.

after a long talk about your living situation, the hype and energy died down. soonyoung was focused on driving while aswell singing to every song on the radio. jun was playing some cat game on his phone and you and minghao were continued talking.

“so joshua knows where you are now?” he asked.

“yeah, just told him i’m not going to work today,” you simply explained but in reality havoc was being raised at home.

jeonghan was pinching the bridge of his nose complaining that you shouldn’t be taking your days at work for granted while joshua was trying his best to defend you.

“how’s it going between you two?” he asked in a mildly teasing voice, catching jun’s attention. jun was secretly listening in the front but he almost let his facade slip.

“hm? what do you mean?” you asked back without showing nervousness.

minghao just raised his brows with a smile knowing you knew what he meant.

you laughed lightly and tucked your hair behind your ear, “nothing new.”

minghao pouted his lips and nodded, he never wanted to pry but he was losing things to talk about with you it was the only think he could think of talking about but now he felt bad for bringing up anything.

but he wanted to provide some comfort, he understands the fear of rejection. so while patting your head he whispered, “it’ll be okay.”

you grinned as a response and turned your body to the front, “yeah.”

meanwhile, jun was reporting his live hearings to his fellow mate seokmin and the rest of the car ride was silent but with some chatter here and there.

eventually you got home and was lucky enough to avoid an argument with jeonghan.

after taking a warm bath and getting the after party smell off of you, you used your phone just before going to bed.

you let out a sigh and smile of acknowledgement of the fun you had that day and then you shut your phone and dug deeper into the space of your bed.

but suddenly, your hand itched to watch the video you filmed of minghao dancing.

play

you knew minghao was noticeable but with the spotlight on him, he was the only one you could see in this moment. and watching the way his body flowed to the music you saw how he’s powerful but there’s a sense of gentleness in every beat he moves to.

he was just as delicate on stage as he was with you. it reminds you of the way he’s cold when it comes to conversations but he’d never fail to come to your service when you’re in need.

his gaze and his words are sharp like a knife but with every meeting, every game you’ve played and with every shift, your heart grows fonder of mingha—

huh? what are these feelings? joshua’s the one you love.

that same night, minghao watched the replay of his performance and he watched the version you filmed. he actually never felt comfortable watching videos of him performing but he was deeply entertained by all the ‘ooo’s & ‘woah’s that could be heard in the background courtesy of your voice.

there was even an ‘oh shit’ at the end of the video by the end of it because the camera was barely pointed at him. you couldn’t focus on taking a proper video because you were that amazed.

and just before he turned the lamp on his bedside table off, he saw the medal he won today reflecting off the light.

he’s won a lot of medals in his life but today in his mind, he mentally thought, ‘thank you, lucky charm.’

lights off.

funfact: minghao thought he saw you in the crowd but he was mildly convinced he was hallucinating. he didn’t quite understand why you’d be there but he didn’t mind that yiu were.

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lovingseventeen · 1 year

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Hi!! Hope you are doing well!!

I absolutely love your account.

I was wondering whether you could write a scenario with svt where the boys realize they are in love.

svt realizing they’re in love ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

a/n: hi! and thank you for this request! i’m so so sorry this took so long for me to get out. i always had this in the back of my mind and i’ve been thinking about so many scenarios for the boys.. i hope it’s better late than never.. also SORRy this is a day later than i promised, school got in the way

also trying a slightly different format because the bullet points occasionally make the posts so long.. BUT ALSO ALSO: thank you for 800!!

(established relationships unless stated otherwise)

seungcheol:

he knew he liked you for the longest time, but love was another word that was so big, so strong, it intimidated him to even think of it. but he knew when he realized he was always looking for you

he was driving home and everything he passed by, his thoughts connected them to you a bakery? y/n’s birthday is coming up, i should surprised them with a cake. a billboard for a new movie? would y/n want to go see that? the trailer looked good.. a park? is that the same one we went to when y/n made that bento? even a convenience store: y/n better not be eating ramen again..

jeonghan:

it's when he sees that you don't fall so easily for his pranks. he knows you're on the same wavelength as him, truly his other half.

you're at the airport about to take your first trip together. "baby i forgot our passports at home" he suddenly tells you, pretending to rummage through his backpack.

you look back at him with a half smile, "no you didn't, you're just being silly. c'mon we have to start checking in now." he's smiling back at you even if his little prank didn't work. as he follows you from behind, he feels a little shift in his feelings for you. ah, is this what they mean about love? he wonders.

joshua:

it's when the two of you are in the car and you're singing (half-yelling). he's humming along to parts that he recognizes as he drives, but not without stealing glances to see you passionately belt out every single word.

it's at a red light that he looks over to you and at the same time, you're enthusiastically bumping along to the rhythm in your seat. you point to him as you sing along to some cheesy lyric about being in love except to him, it's not cheesy at all. instead, he feels his heart skip a beat when he realizes he loves you.

jun:

it's so simple, really. this one time, he makes this opera voice to you as he laid out options for dinner.

"so we can order from our usual or try that new place nearby that just opened up~~" he asked, trilling his voice in random places dramatically.

you think out loud, humming, but then replying in the same silly manner as you choose. "i think we can try the new place~~" you sing back, making your voice two octaves lower. you're both laughing after but his smile feels a little deeper to him and he wonders if this feeling is what he thinks it is.

hoshi:

hoshi has never run from his feelings, he's always embraced them.

it's when he picks you up for a date and sees the skip in your step to greet him. you fall into his arms for your usual hug but with a little more accidental momentum.

he laughs as he catches you, "hi pretty" he smiles. your arms are wrapped around his middle and your face is so close to his as you're smiling back at him just as big. this is when he knows. "i love you, you know" he declares, kissing your cheek.

wonwoo:

one night where he can’t sleep, he figured he really needs to hear your voice. he accidentally disregards the time, not realizing he’s been awake for so long and that it’s three am. you pick up your phone after couple rings (it took you a moment to wake up).

“hello?” you asked, voice muddled with sleep. he can't help but feel some kind of relief, some kind of comfort so specific to you.

“i just wanted to hear your voice."

"right now?" you can't help but ask. this is where he checks his phone and realizes how late it actually is.

"oh, i'm sorry" he almost whispers.

"is everything okay?" your concern warmed him.

"yeah, yeah, everything's fine," he assures you, almost whispering those three words so late into the night. "go back to sleep, love." he's never really used that pet name, but he figures it'll have to do for now.

woozi:

it hits him where he spends the most time: his studio. the last two weeks or so he hasn't been able to see you and he's been starting to feel bad. he tries to text you when he can, but he still replies hours later or not at all. somehow, his schedule was arranged down to the hour.

yet you managed to drop off food for him at the hybe building occasionally, brightening his day even a little bit. he was always in the middle of something else, whether it be a dance practice, a going seventeen shoot, a photoshoot, recording, or producing. so it was always a manager or an assistant taking the food from you to bring up to him.

when jihoon finally gets a day off, he's almost rushing to see you. he almost expects you to look unexcited, or even mad, but he's surprised to see you simply happy. he takes you out to lunch and as you wait for your meal, he blurts out what he feels is a necessary apology.

"sorry for what?" you looked back at him, puzzled.

he's caught off guard at your confusion. "um, for not really being around the last two weeks," a nervous hand comes up behind his head, "i feel like i didn't reach out enough."

you take his hand, "weren't you just working? it's a busy time right now, isn't it?"

"well yeah, but still-"

"baby i wouldn't have agreed to dating you if i would have a problem with your schedule," you assured him, "as long as we're still trying with each other, we'll be fine."

"i still feel bad," he sighs, taking your hand in both of his.

"baby, i wouldn't want you to worry about us on top of all of your responsibilities," you tell him. "i'm really okay, honestly, and if anything ever comes up, i'll promise to talk to you."

he sees the genuine look of understanding from your eyes as you sit across from him. he feels his heart hammering in his chest and it's like he's been brought to the months where we was just falling for you. but this time, it's much grander and he knows it's love.

dokyeom:

he knew he was in love the first time he made you laugh. he's probably the one member who would realize it before you were officially dating.

you held onto his arm as you laughed, shaking your head as his antics and this is when he knew. you looked at him with the warmest smile and he was already falling.

far into the future people will ask him when he knew you were the one and he'll be the kind to remember all the details of this encounter: the hoodie that you were wearing, how your hair looked, the joke he was telling, etc.

mingyu:

so you took him to one of those sip and paint cafes so the two of you could have pottery in your home with a personal touch. mingyu is also quite artistic so it would be fun. everything is going smoothly until his large hands accidentally knock over the water cup meant for rinsing your paintbrushes. then as he's trying to quickly clean up, the paintbrush that he set down accidentally touches his mug, ruining his image.

he's whining after ruining his piece, but you assure him that it's still fine. you laugh a little, encouraging that he can probably try to fix it. but, even with an attempt to correct his mistake, the little puppy that he painted is still awkward-looking.

he feels like you're just trying to comfort him when you tell him that you actually adore it. after your pieces are fired, and you're allowed to bring them home, he sees you use his mug. he sees you continue to use his mug with his painting on it weeks after too.

one day you're sipping from it and glancing at the slightly chubby puppy on its front. you smile at it fondly as you hold the cup, "i really love this, you know," you chuckle, finger tracing the puppy's cheeks.

he almost has to stop himself from blurting out, "well i love you." when he catches that thought, he realizes.

minghao:

hao realized he was in love when you went to travel to another country for a week. you sent him pictures from museums you visited of artwork you thought he would appreciate. you sent him food you ordered at a local restaurant, texting him: i'll bring you here one day because you'd like this! or we're coming back to this.

when you finally return form your trip, he helps you unpack and settle back in. however, what you're excited for is showing him everything you brought back for him.

"so i got you a couple things."

one of his hands is coming up to pat your head lovingly, "you didn't have to but thank you." he sits across you as you eagerly open up your suitcase and begin you little haul.

"so i got you this top at this local store there because the mesh has this slightly distressed feeling and you usually look good in these."

"then there were these little pins that i thought would be cute if we had matching ones."

"oh! there's this ring i found at a flea market and it reminded me of your usual jewelry!"

"and the last thing was.. drumroll please," you request and he starts patting his thighs to oblige, "some tea i thought you might want to try."

he's smiling as he picks up and examines the items you got him. when he notices you looking at him expectedly, asking him, "so what do you think?"

he knows it and he can't hold back, "i think i love you."

seungkwan:

he knows it when you tease him and he can't even find it in himself to get annoyed. you two probably have a series on ongoing jokes that neither of you can count.

where he'd usually get annoyed or whiny if one of his members teased him, he can't help but just look at you with adoration and you tease him with that smile. you're lightly teasing him, even bringing your face up close to his and all he can think of is kissing you.

"you're lucky i can't get mad at you," he rolls his eyes.

"you love me," you replies casually, not giving it much thought as you walk away from him.

"yeah maybe i do" he replies in a voice so low you don't hear him.

vernon:

sometimes you'd ask him if he wanted to do something random. so far you've made him watch that very weird indie movie, various weird food trends, and even pole dancing (he genuinely gave it his best effort). you'd ask him if he wanted to go with you on these mini adventures and no matter how weird, he'd usually say yes.

so one day, you ask him if he wants to try this new viral ice cream dessert that's been trending. even though some of these ventures have gotten you both to try underwhelming food, he still says sure.

as you're sitting in the shop, he watches you look at the donut and ice cream monstrosity in anticipation. "ok here i go," you announce, making sure to get a little bit of everything to get that 'perfect bite.'

"how is it?" he asks you, only to smile when your eyes light up. so it's a good food adventure day.

"oh my gosh, i think i just found my new favorite thing ever" you mumble with the ice cream in your mouth.

he watches as you push the dessert towards him, encouraging him to try it too. while he thinks that it's just a fine dessert, he could feel full watching you eat. ultimately, he feels happy that you're happy, and this is where he realizes.

dino:

in recent days his schedule had been so packed that he could barely see you, even more so since they had a comeback.

of course, he can't let his slight burn out show while he performs, but he can't ignore the weight on his heart. but still, he puts his best foot forward and gets up on stage.

what he isn't ready for is seeing you in the front of the crowd with a headband with his name on his. you've even come with one of those fans with his face on it.

the fans start cheering as they get in formation for the song and he feels recharged knowing you're in the audience. their song opens and he glances at you and sees that you're even participating in the fanchant. he knows his name is last and looks at you as you scream his name the loudest, giving him a wink too.

he feels alive and comforted. his new energy makes the song fly by without mistake and soon enough someone is already giving the camera their ending fairy. his eyes find you again and sees you blow him a kiss that makes his heart swell :')

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ego-osbourne · 4 months

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2023 Art Roundup

JAN - FEB - MAR - APR - MAY - JUN - JUL - AUG - SEP - OCT - NOV - DEC

(These aren’t entirely indicative of when I posted them, but when I actually finished them.)

These are some of my biggest/favorite projects through each month!

Piece details + Mod-posting below!

JAN - Asteía ; This was one of my first projects of the year that dealt with lighting, and additionally light from multiple sources! I also remember experimenting with backgrounds and how to make a character pop against a semi-detailed background without making them get lost in the piece.

FEB - Mora and Ego ; This was a good project on figuring out how to fill empty space while still keeping the atmosphere of a piece. It was also good perspective practice!

MAR - Sanguine and Ego ; Though I’m no longer too happy with the proportions or lighting of this piece, I still remember having a blast with it. Hearing feedback about them holding hands and Sanguine’s ear getting squished are very fun memories for me.

APR - Miraak and Ego ; This might be my favorite project of the whole year! Though I know I can do backgrounds better now, I remember being pretty confident and happy during the whole process! I think the motion/lighting/effects all came out very well :] ALSO it was the first piece I did with expressive masks for Miraak and Ego! Wahoo!

MAY - Mora and Ego (again) ; Though the last one was my personal favorite, I heard from a couple of friends that THIS was their favorite. Though a pain in the ASS to do, I’m especially happy with all the texture effects. This was also me experimenting with Mora’s design!

JUN - Erandur ; Not a particularly complicated/difficult piece, but one that was simply pure fun. Had a blast with lighting effects and atmosphere. It was also a good break from the family trip I was taking at the same time ,:]

JUL - Dagon ; Specifically his revamp! This was my first successful attempt at a (very) muscular body type that I liked! In fact, over the course of the year I’ve been pretty proud of my progress of expanding on body types. This one especially, though, was just very fun!

AUG - Iren and Rakell ; My first dive into a colored + shaded animatic (animation? It’s awful choppy lol)! FAR from perfect, but I was (and still am) so happy with the outcome. I particularly remember enjoying figuring out lines of movement and sound effects for the video.

SEP - Sanguine ; My first (and still only, though hopefully not for long) attempt at making Sanguine intimidating. I think this one is going in the right direction! As far as effects go, I actually had a very tough time with things because of a few layer-merging mishaps, but the final product was well-received!

OCT - The Warden ; After many-a night on Minecraft with friends, I realized just how much I loved the warden, and HAD to draw them. Redesigning characters is one of my absolute favorite things to do, especially when taking minimal details and expanding on them! They were super fun all around.

NOV - Miraak, Serana, Ego, and Ancano ; I’d been meaning to draw the siblings being siblings for a while now, but putting them all on one canvas was more than a little intimidating. I was so happy to have it done, though, and I kinda love seeing their colors clash together.

DEC - Sanguine (again) ; After not drawing him for so long, it was a blast doing so. The moment I was back home for winter break, I was ECSTATIC to get to work on this piece. #1 blorbo

This year has been an absolute ride.

I became a mod and then co-owner of the TES server that got me into making TDI and have made some really tight friendships over there (genuinely, anyone reading this who is/was in the cult server, I’m so damn happy to know you).

I’ve done some intense progress on TDI, and even though I didn’t QUITE accomplish my New Years Resolution of posting Ch. 1 this year, hopefully you can understand the drawbacks considering I am… //checks notes/// 70+ chapters in and still going.

I’m in college! Have been for a hot second now, but I’ve been working towards a ministry degree, and have future plans of getting a PhD after my bachelor’s so I can teach at a college level! I don’t think I talk a lot about my irl happenings, but hopefully that gives you an idea of why I might be a liiittle busy when it comes to writing. Ministry is an unforgiving degree when it comes to papers and meetings.

As earlier mentioned, I’ve learned how to do different body types, and am trying to find a good balance between shape language and inclusivity when it comes to bodies! I am… still struggling with feminine anatomy! Admittedly! But I’m willing to keep trying ,:]

And, overall, I (certainly hope I have) improved on my art. I have a much better sense of face shapes, line weights, and consistent details than I did at the beginning of the year. Always learning, but always improving, too!

I hope your year has gone well! Thank you so very much for checking out my blog. Tumblr has been a wonderful thing to get into and has led me to a lot of wonderful people. See you in the new year!

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127luvr · 1 year

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Love Song

Jung Jaehyun x Male Reader

In which the new hire at your job keeps distracting you but you can’t help and admire.

Jaehyun is not good for your heart. He pulls at your heart strings with his smile almost daily.

Even while just doing his job, you can’t help but admire him from afar. The pink tongue sticking out of his mouth in concentration as he pulls a shot of espresso from the industrial machine. It had been a week since he finished his training and he had already become a customer favorite. The days seemed to be busy regardless of the time just so people could catch a glance of the new barista.

You couldn’t help but feel jealous as he gave away his million dollar smile to just any customer—or rather any girl. That was another thing. How certain were you that he liked men? Were you just projecting your feelings on him?

“Can you stop drooling and clean some tables?” Renjun snapped you out of your daze—though he was quite small in frame he managed to intimidate you to no end. “I don’t get why you don’t just try talking to him. He’s not that scary.”

“You don’t get it, Jun. He’s perfect.” You could feel a frown forming on your face. “He was born on Valentine’s Day… did you know? He’s probably a professional at all of this… love and romance stuff.” Renjun can’t help but give you a tight-lipped smile. With his expression saying enough, you decide to drop it, going back to doing your job instead.

Closing was usually a breeze for you—having been at the job for over a year everything came naturally.

However, with Jaehyun being new to the routine, everything he seemed to do clumsily, you found charming. No matter how many dishes he seemed to pile up just by being a little clueless—or how many times you had to wipe up more than one spot because he seemed to forget—or even checking the restrooms to make sure he stocked up the napkin dispenser—you couldn’t help but find it all cute.

So sure, you clocked out an hour later than usual but that meant you got to spend an hour alone with Jaehyun.

And he was funny. Laughing before he managed to even verbalize the joke he was thinking about. A laugh that always seemed to find it’s way to his eyes before his lips. And the way he stared at you as if you were the only person on earth.

It wasn’t good for your heart.

#jung jaehyun #jung yoonoh #jaehyun #nct #nct 127 #nct u #jaehyun x male reader #nct x male reader #nct 127 x male reader #nct u x male reader #x male reader #it’s LATE #for my favorite aquarius #non idol au #cafe au #<3

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aclowntiny · 8 months

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Kalon- Model!Jun x Female!Assistant!Reader

My piece for September Candyland 🍭 Kalon: beauty that is more than skin deep. Inspired in part by Jukebox the Ghost’s Jumpstarted hehe

Word Count: 3500 | Model AU, Coworkers to Lovers | Warnings: minor sexism, rude coworkers (not Jun), physical insults but not targeted to any feature

Tagging @chwecandi & @sunnylovespickles too just in case I messed up the tumblr tag 😄

“He’s so hot,” they muttered outside the doors and even in the halls, “how is he real?”

Your glasses were a little too large for your face- they kept sliding down, forcing you to push them up. The office was a dream come true, but you couldn’t help feeling intimidated. Wen Junhui was a famous model, practically the newest industry legend, and you had gotten the job managing things in his office. You’d probably hardly see the man himself in person, but the starstruck feeling persisted regardless. It felt odd to be an invisible player for such a public figure, a fixture of awe.

Qualified for the job as you were, you felt out of place, frankly. You weren’t sure of the office dress code, opting for something off the plainer end of your wardrobe just to blend in, you hadn’t had time for much makeup, and your hair sure wasn’t anything spectacular that day either. Everyone you passed by, models and photographers and makeup artists, barely spared you glances.

At least you’d be paid well and have a great line on your résumé. You enjoyed keeping things organized and that was what the model known simply as Jun needed. His life was organized chaos, and you were to be the former half of the phrase.

Footsteps echoed behind you as you made for the glass door of your office. “Oh, excuse me,” you said, stepping forward and holding the door open. As you turned, you were met with the stunning smile of a man in a suit.

“Thank you so much, ma’am. Oh, say, you must be the one who’s here to help me out.” Jun himself stood before you, expression bright. The words may have seemed condescending coming from someone else’s mouth, but his whole affect was so genuine the thought of him judging you didn’t even cross your mind.

Precious little did cross your mind beneath the sheer starstrike of meeting the very man who received such buzz behind his back, such almost mystery at his poise and looks. Several heartbeats passed before you even replied at all.

“Yes, I am. My name is-”

“Wait!” He stopped you eagerly, smile growing wider. “I want to make sure I remember correctly! (y/n), right?”

“Yep,” you stuttered a bit, clutching your folder to your chest, “yep, that’s me.”

“I hope you can enjoy working here. If you need anything, please tell me.”

“That’s what I should be telling you!” You burst out before you could stop yourself.

Luckily for your career, your new coworker chuckled at that. “I like to think both of us can help each other,” he replied warmly, finally disappearing through the door you held open, making sure it didn’t hit you as you followed.

This was going to be a great job, you could tell. Respect levels varied among who you worked with, one set of higher-ups dismissively asking you to bring coffee for an eight person meeting like you weren’t Jun’s personal assistant, just a lowly receptionist or intern, but respect came where it mattered.

Placing the last to-go cup in the mostly-flat quadrant carrier, you checked off the last of the coffees and teas ordered by the directors, agents, and models. Sighing, you pocketed the used list, sliding your hand underneath the one carrier and hoping you wouldn’t spill anything while your hands were full. It wasn’t that you minded grabbing coffee, it was more the way they asked, AKA demanded. They didn’t see you at the same level as the other assistants or even secretaries, whether that was because you were new, a young woman, or simply less chic. Had the man even uttered a ‘please’ you would have felt different.

“Hey, that’s a lot. You shouldn’t even be doing this.”

Turning, you saw Jun at your back, concern etched across his handsome face.

“I- I don’t mind,” you stammered, attempting to lift both carriers like waiter’s trays.

“Oh, no no no, let me get one, please.” Sliding his hand beneath yours, the model deftly plucked four of the drinks from your hand. “That guy was so rude, if he wasn’t a huge investor I would have punched him. You don’t even work for him. You must be so much kinder than me,” he chuckled as you set back off down the hallway.

You flushed. “Well, like I said, I don’t mind, and I’m so new here, so-”

“I get it,” he nodded, tone calming, “I’ll mention it to them. Of course you don’t want to start any fights! You know our software like the back of your hand, though, and even your way around a camera. All those guys know is money signs. Don’t let them sell you short.”

“Ok,” you nodded shakily as the doorway approached, both of you disappearing back into the meeting room with its long, imposing table.

How did you get so lucky? The little smiley faces your…boss? Colleague? Jun wasn’t really your supervisor, come to think of it…sent you in all his emails and the stuffed cat on his desk named Jun Junior he waved you off with had had you smiling, but the way he took those coffees, the way he immediately told the suited big-wig you were a tech whiz, and you were there for him, not just some intern, had your heart fluttering.

Coffee runs you could handle, but petty high-school insults? Everyone was too old for that. You had earned your way into an amazing opportunity, taken too much care into your work to be pushed around by people talking about your looks behind your back. Especially when the man you worked with had such a big heart.

The same people who wondered if Jun could be real wondered how someone with your appearance could work so closely with him.

“She should be ashamed coming to a place like this looking so plain.”

“I know. Doesn’t she know she works for a modeling agency, not some temp desk?”

“They must have done a blind interview, otherwise they would have known she doesn’t match our image at all. I wonder what Mr. Wen thinks.”

“Not much, I bet.”

“What a shame. Well, she’s a secretary for sure,” the first woman flipped her ponytail off her sleek, purple-silk-clad shoulder as she gave a small shrug.

At the time, you said nothing, passing by as if their words rolled over muffed ears. Verbal spats would solve nothing but the question of if you would stoop down to their level, and just like with the coffee there would be no falling for that on your first day at work. Day one in that beautiful white-tiled building with all its glass panels you apparently looked like only belonged in as some sort of substitute.

Proving them wrong silently, though? Not a qualm in the world.

You’d scheduled a haircut for that night after work, so the moment you said your good nights to the remaining few staff and cleaners heading out with you it was straight to the salon. Barbed words spurred you on to take the risk on the chair, daring the fresh hairstyle you’d considered off and on the last few times.

It looked amazing. Shaking your hair out with satisfaction, you gave one more glance into your mirror at home before pulling open your closet doors.

Day Two of your job. That morning, you’d opted for your nicest business-casual dress and done your favorite hair and makeup look, feeling more ready than ever to step out of that elevator.

And sure enough, when you did, you were met with whispers beneath doorway sheens, eyebrows raised beneath Prada glasses. Half of you wanted to tell those people off, speak into their stares exactly why they should be ashamed at treating you like a different person for conforming to the speech of their shallow hearts. The other half, though? It had your shoulders raising a bit with pride at turning heads.

Reflection reaching for the long silver handle of your translucent office door, you stepped in with a newly burning passion for your day’s work, starting it with the difficult call you’d been putting off, one you knew would require a bit of negotiation.

You argued perfectly for the best shoot conditions Jun could have, and when you tapped into his office he did an almost childish double-take that had you flushing.

“Wow,” he breathed, sitting up straighter, “uh, hi. What did you need?”

This was one stubborn tripod. Whoever had previously set it up, they’d locked the legs so tight it took every muscle in your hands to pry the thin solid cylinders apart. Fingers working between them, you finally unlatched the last hold and pulled the trio back into their triangular state, glasses sliding down your nose at your downward stance.

“All right, I can take the camera now.”

At your word the photographer hooked up his device and you carefully placed it in its spot just outside the makeshift set.

A few weeks had passed since that tentative first few days, time to earn some respect for practically rewriting the whole agency office’s scheduling program and undeniably increasing efficiency. Despite that, though, your heart was falling more and more into the field, jobs that had you cramming supplies into Jun’s company car and sliding into the backseat with him for a quick debrief before assisting tech. While the model himself got his makeup done, you learned more and more of what models went through and even tips the photographers gave them nine out of ten times they stood before the camera: ways to turn, flattering poses, all the fake behaviors to play at eating or using products, even the generic photoshoot smile Jun had taught you through his jokes in the car and called you a natural at. Even the ruder office-mates had cause to shut up seeing you do more physical work they didn't want to do anyway.

"Where is the man of the hour, anyway?" The jovial photographer asked, hands upon paisley-belted waist.

"Probably getting his makeup finished," you giggled, leaning against the drink table behind the scenes.

"Well, I'm sure he looks great. Go get him out here- he won't listen to anyone but you,” the man teased, waving you forward with a smile.

You couldn’t help but wonder what the man meant as you shuffled off, straightening the blouse you’d chosen to balance comfort and style. It was fun in its own right, thinking of those things, even if it was exhausting.

Verity of the photographer’s words or not, Jun did sit right up at your call. You shared what he said about the model looking great, summoning one of the bright laughs you loved from his lips. He tilted his head like a cat, lashes fluttering a bit.

“What do you think?”

Your body had already half-turned to leave the brightly lit bustle of artists and their dusty craft as he spoke. “I beg your pardon?”

“Do you think I look good, (y/n)?” It was almost startling the way breathed the question, fixing you with that intensely inquisitive stare. Jun meant it, truly cared what you thought, hoped he measured up. People spoke of him like he was something beyond humanity, but he was more human than so many of the people you met, so down to earth.

Breath hitching as you pushed up your glasses and took in the way his dark brown hair fell lightly tousled onto his brow, the way the stylist had unbuttoned just one less than usual of his shirt’s fastenings, the way the makeup artists had subtly brightened his lips, and all you could do was nod.

“Then I am ready,” he responded, smile widening as he followed you to the set and posed for the camera more magnificently than you’d seen yet.

The next day, you arrived to work strangely anxious. Leaving early had given you the opportunity to grab a little something extra; clutching the bag, you made to knock on Jun’s office door, but he beat you to it, stepping out right as you raised your hand.

“Oh, (y/n), perfect! Got a little something for you here.” In his outstretched hand was a to-go cup from the café you frequented.

A surreptitious turn of the cup proved it your usual order. You smiled sheepishly. “Thanks, I really need the caffeine this morning. I did not sleep well last night, you can probably tell.”

Smile staying put, Jun gave a little shake of his head. “Your heart still shines as bright as ever.”

As if those words hadn’t shot an arrow straight through your palpitating heart, you just glanced down at the bag in your hand. “Well, I was hoping to shine some light on your morning. I got you something too!”

“Is that…?” Lighting up, he peeled the white paper open and grinned like it was Christmas. “Muffins! We’re the best, aren’t we, (y/n)?”

At that, all you could do was laugh with him and remind him you guys had a call at ten.

This shoot was a two-person. Jun and a female model were posing together to show the men’s and women’s collection of a latest designer drop. This photographer was a bit less forgiving than the kind, fashionable gentleman you’d enjoyed setting up with last time. By that point, you were well used to business types. At least this guy didn’t demand you a starbucks run or a sandwich or anything.

Most of his ire was directed toward the poor beauty, demanding a more complicated pose of her than of Jun. You didn’t even want to think about why, just shook your head in sympathy as he criticized the way she bent. Jun was going to stand upright, one hand leaned casually on a little white column as he looked halfway into the camera, while she had to fold her arms across it practically bent at a ninety-degree angle. You’d seen that pose given to female models before, pulled it a few times just to imagine the uncomfortable tension at the base of the spine the women had to go through.

That, likely, was the problem. If you rolled your hips wrong, it could hurt, not to mention looking that much less natural. Rocking the boat was the last thing you wanted to do, but hearing the photographer criticize the woman’s inability to take the pose well just got to you, bringing you right back to your first days when everyone thought the new assistant beneath them. You’d proved them wrong, now it was this man’s turn.

“I think what he means to say,” you began, keeping your voice just timid and kind enough to dull the pointed inflection of your words, “is that it’s ok to keep your hips relaxed, like this.”

Jun stepped from his side of the podium, proudly waving you forward. Your eyes fell from his as you, faintly smiling, bent onto the short, gaudy column that was their set dressing. Keeping yourself relaxed was pretty easy- the temptation to stick out more simply wasn’t there for you. Sticking anything out, standing out, wasn’t something you craved on the daily.

But sometimes it felt good. “Yes! Exactly like that! She knows the pose,” the photographer half-praised, half-complained, tugging on his tie.

“Let her do it, then,” Jun suddenly spoke up.

“What?” The photographer goggled at him.

“Let her do it with us. She’s seen plenty of what we do. We all know I can’t go to a shoot without her. Why not let her get on the other side of the camera?”

The older man’s dark eyes slid your way, then drifted just as quickly back to Jun. “She’s not exactly a model.”

“You just said she knew the pose better than the pro,” he replied with crossed arms.

“She doesn’t have the look that fits our concept,” the photographer hissed, setting his camera down, “I mean, some people get hired to stand in front of a camera and some go behind it. There’s a vision for this brand, you understand.”

The words choked you a little, strangling your chest a little tighter than teenage-level barbs. In this man’s eyes, no one would believe you passed as part of the beauty industry. Such views were a given the way he spoke them- nobody would ever believe someone who looked like you would make it on a front page or an instagram post. You'd never be on a model's level, just the girl who worked for them. Perhaps that was what bothered you most- everyone around you dooming you to a lower plane of existence than the kind, handsome joy of a man you worked for with one look, one judgement.

“I do understand,” Jun replied, stripping the designer jacket off his chest and handing it to the stylist waiting at the camera, “and that’s something you’ll never have Wen Junhui’s support on. Find someone else to do the shoot.”

Never had Jun’s voice, always so soft and sweet and comforting, hardened like that. The sound of it had your back stiffening, almost startled out of the painful jolt to your chest and falling of your gaze. His tone was low, icy, and firm as he stepped calmly toward the illuminated exit of the studio hanging and oozing pale red light over the pristine white door. Your head swiveled back and forth between the exit and the studio, its pale blue background almost entirely empty.

"But- But-"

Protests, weak and incredulous, fell from your lips, but Jun shook his head, a small smile returning when he met your eyes again. "I'll take the hit on the client. The agency heads will understand when I'm done with them. We know what to say." He winked, and your shaky heart fluttered again.

"I know you didn't ask to model or anything," he continued, "and maybe you wouldn't have wanted to do it. But what that guy said? It made me mad. I didn't even know wrong words could make me feel angry like this until I heard what he said. This isn't the way I wanted to tell you this at all, I wanted to wait until we were both in my office and I had the courage to get you flowers or buy your lunch on break but you usually bring it...er, anyway, (y/n), you're the most beautiful girl in the world. Prettier than any model or idol they have on those cameras. Know why? Your beauty is more than skin-deep. It wasn't made, it just is. No need to try and make yourself up for it. You endure so many harsh words and still act kind. You're smart, writing programs hardly anyone else in the agency knows a line of. The fact that you have a gorgeous smile, too, just makes you an all-kill."

Jun...thought that highly of you? Tears welled up briefly in your eyes at the balm of his words over the photographer's, disappearing smoothly and warmly back with a blink as your eyes fixed on his beautiful brown gaze. One thing about your model associate, you knew, was that he never lied. Never said anything he didn't mean. Perhaps his resignation shouldn't have surprised you, but as you disappeared through the swinging exit door, it hardly occurred to you in favor of his last sentence repeating in your mind.

"I don't know what to say," you replied, sure your smile looked as dreamy as you felt, but nothing short of a meteor would have stopped that.

Jun took your hand in his, running a thumb across the back of it so softly you thought you might melt. "Say you like me, too. Well, only if you do, you know..."

"I know," you nodded, "because I do. Everyone always talks about you like some mysterious figure, like you can't be human just because you're so handsome, but they don't see your true beauty, either. Jun, you're truly one of the sweetest people I've ever met, and it's because of you I feel so comfortable and respected in my job. You make my day with how excited you get over muffins and let me talk to Jun Junior. Every day has something to be happy about, but you always know how to get down to business when you need to. I admire that. I wish everyone could see that, not just how hot you are."

His eyes bugged. "You think I'm hot?"

"Well," you flushed, frozen on the sidewalk at his side, "stealing their words. But I guess my secret's out? Or maybe the real secret is how we're both all-kills."

Jun giggled with you at that, looking a bit flushed himself as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand. "It's like I said, (y/n). We're the best. Please let me buy you lunch one of these days. I'll take your picture and prove just how beautiful you are, inside and out."

#septembercandyland #seventeen #seventeen imagines #seventeen reactions #seventeen x reader #seventeen scenarios #jun #jun x female reader #seventeen x female reader #female reader #model au #coworkers to lovers

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minevn · 10 months

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I'm super new to this blog, so would you mind giving a brief explanation for the LIs personalities? Doesn't have to be super long or anything!! I'm just rlly intrigued but don't know who my favorite should be :3

I don't mind giving an explanation at all! These turned out way longer then I meant to and I'm sorry, there was kinda a lot. I tried keeping them kind of short but ended up getting carried away.

Old! Minato: Minato is probably the least yandere out of everyone. He's protective of the mc but more so in a way of "I want to frequently check up on them and make sure that they're okay because I care about them." He's protective of his friends and even more so if he has a crush on them. He doesn't have any relationship experience so he's kinda awkward and most likely won't realize he has a crush for a bit. And due to circumstances that happen in the beginning, he's even more protective of the mc, he doesn't like violence much and is most likely to be kind and civil with the LI's but isn't against intimidating other if he deems them a threat to MC. But anyways, he's a super soft and gentle LI, I love the gentle giant trope.

New! Minato: Minato borders on the line of being yandere, but I'd say that he isn't. Much like before he's very protective, just in general, as he loves looking out for and protecting others. He's a bit clingy, so expect him to stay by your side often. He's hasn't really connected to anyone else as he has with you, despite being well known for being kind and helpful, he doesn't have many close friends. He has more relationship experience now, but things ended due to the distance, but he's more aware when he's romantically interested in others! Much like before, he's not a huge fan of violence, but isn't against using his tall stature to intimidate others, though he'd never actually hurt anyone, he'd never forgive himself. He's still the most likely to try to get along with the other Li's, I feel like him and Aki would get along great!

Haruto: Haruto is the Mc's childhood friend that has made sure to stick by Mc's side all these years. He knows the Mc best and can basically read the mc's moods, wants and behaviors. He's extremely gentle around the mc. He's made sure to have every class and lunch with you, in the beginning of the mc's work life he would get the same jobs, if you had to move, he's begging his mom to move close to you and even as adults he lives close to you. He doesn't like other people, he doesn't care for them and is extremely skeptical of others who get close to the mc, even his younger brother. He's tried to let you make decisions on your own but he just doesn't trust others so he'll try to frame them for something bad just so you'll drop him. He's extremely loyal though, he's stuck by you and has liked you for so many years. He doesn't like getting violent, but he doesn't need to, he has a high IQ and connections with people.

Jun: Jun is overwhelming. She's extremely clingy, loud, and more. The mc met Jun through Jun's older sister, Aki. Aki and the mc are best friends(One that Haruto is okay(?) with) And while Jun has never been that important to mc, mc has been on Jun's mind for YEARS! Whenever mc would go over for a sleepover, Jun would find any way possible to see mc, like asking if they want snacks and then bringing them up again and then "accidentally" forgetting drinks so he'd have to get them and come back up again. Or whenever Aki needed to use the restroom, Jun would come in to keep the Mc company. Or at any birthday party or big event, Jun would always invite Mc. Over the years Jun has become more outgoing. Honestly, she's kind of tired of the Mc not getting the hints, even if the mc doesn't like him back at least recognize her feelings! She's also not very involved in the Mc's life until recently so she doesn't know much about your friends or anything like that, but whenever she'd around she isolates you in order to have as much of your time as possible.

Hoshi: In the beginning, Hoshi is one of your awful co-workers. He constantly pulls pranks on you, frames you for stuff that happens, and pushes all of his work on you. The only reason he can get away with that stuff is because his dad runs the restaurant that Habiki, you, and him all work at. He's rude, vulgar, loud, and you absolutely hate him. He doesn't care about anything, he has no goals in life and he's never had to try much for anything. He doesn't actually mind where he works, but there's just other stuff that's more fun. Yandere wise, he's probably another isolator but I mean he definitely isn't against using violence, he might even use violence just cause he's bored. He does have his own insecurities and soft side though, but you'll have to get through his brattiness behavior.

Habiki: Habiki is another one of your awful co-workers and is the older twin brother of Hoshi. He was also guarantied a job at his dad's restaurant so he's also uncaring and doesn't try hard. He doesn't prank you, he doesn't frame you exactly(He'll just go along with what Hoshi says even if he knows Hoshi was the one that did it, but he doesn't ever start it himself), he does push all his work onto you though, he also degrades you whenever he can. He's only slightly more tolerable then Hoshi. Unlike Hoshi, Habiki DOES mind where he works. He despises working at his dad's restaurant and has some pent up anger and resentment towards his dad because he feels trapped and forced to work there. Habiki has his own dreams and ambitions. Yandere wise, I can see him not really caring about others at first! He doesn't really deem others as a threat because his own ego is so high, why wouldn't you choose him? I think he'd also just isolate you, possibly through kidnapping, but he's down to ruin both others social lives so you'll leave them, or yours so that way everyone will leave you and he gets to act like the good guy who's stayed by your side.

Kage: Kage is Haruto's younger brother and has met you through Haruto. Haruto often tries to keep you guys from meeting though. Still, Kage is interested in you. He's seen how Haruto loses his composure because of you and he's interested to know what is so special about you. He's been stalking you for years, and although he still doesn't get it completely, they have fallen for you too. The more they watched you and saw how you interacted with others and seeing all your flaws and things you're good at. He just loves how human you are. He's tried watching others to get his mind off of you, but none of them excite them as much as you do, which is the main part he doesn't understand. He's purposefully gotten the same jobs as you(much to Haruto's disappointment) which has made it easier to observe you. Of course, he's much too nervous to have an ACTUAL conversation with you, but if you wanted to start it then maybe he could try his hardest to keep it going. Yandere wise, he mostly stalks but would also try to kidnap you. Except he's also extremely weak, you could tap him and he'd go flying idk. Much like his brother though, he has a high IQ and could come up with plans to make his life easier.

Kei: Kei has known you since high school and has had his eyes on you since. You two were paired up for a group project and you were one of the first partners he's ever had that did the work as well! Since then he often paired up with you and you were fine with it because you knew that you both did the work. He didn't have a lot of confidence back in high school and while he still struggles, he's definitely gotten better with talking to others at least. When you meet him again, he talks to you and gets to know you(He already knows everything about you) He found you years ago and has been keeping tabs on you. He knows all about everyone you've had interactions with. Knows Haruto has isolated you for years and how long you've known him and how comfortable you are with him. Knows how long you've known Jun and Kage. Knows what happened on the night you met Minato. He knows everything about the people you thought you might've known. He's going to prove he's more useful and reliable then Haruto. He's waited so patiently for the perfect moment to see you again, he doesn't want to ruin the chances that he worked hard in the shadows to get. His main rival is Haruto, but he has stuff over Haruto, like being top of his class for YEARS. He does stalk you and maybe kidnaps you in a few routes but mainly he's helpful to you.

Yani: Yani is Yani. He's definitely an I'll be whatever you want me to be, but Yani has his own likes and interests. If anything, it just kinda adds your preferences onto itself. Like a certain music genre, he'll add it to his own. He does that with pretty much everything. If there's a certain aesthetic you like he'll add it around his house or to his outfits or incorporate it into his routine, his oh so busy routine of stalking you. He has no chill. You thought Jun was overwhelming? Wait till you meet Yani. It's Jun tenfold. Out of everyone, Yani has the most yandere tendencies. Stalking? Check! Isolating? Check! Murdering? Check! Despite that though, she waits a bit in order to make her move. When you do finally meet them though? They're telling you to name them, dress them, turn them into someone you'll like more. Isn't just a clown, nah, he's the entire circus. They're so goofy. They would absolutely love to go every you go, they already do. There's a lot more to Yani that I'm struggling to get into without reaching spoiler territory so Yani will have to be cut short.

All: I personally don't like yandere stories where the yandere hurts the mc so no one here does that(maybe in like a really bad end but I'm still unsure about that just cause as I mentioned, I don't really like yandere stories where the yandere hurts the mc). Another thing as well is that I have seen people talk about how yandere's are at least dubious consent and while the relationship in this story aren't healthy at all and I'm not gonna say it's like 100% consensual(I mean they kidnap you) but they NEVER EVER touch you inappropriately without consent, MULTIPLE times throughout spicey moments they WILL ask if you're okay and if you still want to do it with them. If they're stalking you and you end up changing or anything that involves you to show skin they are going to look away in order to respect your privacy. Each route has AT LEAST three endings bad ends, neutral end(s?), and good end(s?). The bad and neutral ends is where you're going to see most of the heavy yandere aspects but they'll be there throughout the entire game.

Some of this is up to change, like yandere wise. I feel I often make my character's too soft and while they are soft I want them to be more extreme then my other characters so I might amp it up but it'll probably be better in the actual game anyways

#visual novel #💝-minevn #yandere vn #yandere boy #oc #yandere #🍽️-hoshi #🎀-jun #🎤-asks #🐠-Minato #📙-Haruto #🎻-Habiki #👤-Kage #💻-Kei #💕-Yani

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Xdinary Heroes as your Boyfriend

Hello everyone I am back from the dead with my current addiction! Xdinary Heroes! If you haven't yet check out their newest come back Test Me and their debut single Happy Death Day, please enjoy the new content! 😁

Disclaimer: none of the gifs are mine, credit to all original owners!

Gunil 🥁

Gunil is the leader of a new group

Meaning he's got priorities

However

You are one...

You're his queen

And he'll make sure you are happy always

You two will definitely have cute moments in the practice room

He'll teach you how to play the drums

He'll also tap little beats against your arms or legs with his fingers when he's holding you

Like the beats always in his head

The members love teasing their hyung

He'll never get alone time with you

Ever

But you two are seriously like so cute

And you love his laugh

It's so goofy and adorable

It's what makes him Gunil

He'll ask you about all the stages

"Jagiya did you see me?"

"Your man is so cool right" 😌

That exact emoji

Jungsu 🎹

Jungsu is already the sweetest

Change my mind

So he's gonna make sure you're treated so well

Jagiya is his favorite nickname for you

He's so sweet

He can get embarrassed easily

Like if one of the members tease him about you

But this boy looks like a romantic!

He'll play you beautiful melodies on the piano

May even show you how to play some

He will also make sure you're watching all the stages

"Pay attention to me okay"

And his part in Test Me is your favorite

He will definitely sing to you when you're feeling down

Those beautiful vocals

You'll instantly feel better

He loves holding you and singing to you

Kay bye... 🤧

Gaon 🎸

Gaon is such a sunshine

Like he's silly

And he's never afraid to show it!

You two are the cutest things together!

He loves playing the guitar for you

And of course teaching you

Guiding your fingers over the strings

Okay Gaon is a hugger

I said what I said

He's gonna hug you evey chance he gets

And kiss your cheeks

And quick little pecks on the lips

He's clingy

But it's adorable

He won't be too much into PDA

He likes to be kind of private with you

But he holds your hand when you want him to

But if another guy is looking you

He suddenly knows very much about PDA

He's gonna let them know you're his

O.de 🎹

Seungmin is kind of chaotic

But he means so well

He's gonna love you like there's no tomorrow

He is definitely the kind of boyfriend to give you gifts

Like all the time

He also like fancy dates

Like the kind you get dressed up for

He's also gonna make sure you pay attention to him

I get the feeling he'd get jealous easily

Not like crazy jealous

Like Gaon

He just wants people to know what belongs to him

He's kind of intimidating

So he's gonna give those glares to guys who stare at you

But when it's just you two

He's just a squish

He definitely loves laying his head on your lap

And holding you in his arms as he plays the piano

Jun Han 🎸

This shy little baby!

Can he actually even talk to girls!?

Well for this scenario he can!

Okay okay

So he's shy

So he's not like quite sure how to be around you

Everything makes him nervous

He didn't even ask you out

Gaon or Jooyeon probably just yelled

"HEY Y/N.... JUNHAN LIKES YOU!!!!"

But he loves you

Now that you're his

He wants to make sure you know how much he loves you

He's the kind to ask you if he could hold your hand

Or hug you

When you first kissed him

You thought he was sick

His face was so hot he was sweating

But after that he got a little more confident in himself

All the other members hype him up everytime they see you two together

It's so cute how embarrassed he gets

Jooyeon 🎸

My Rockstar 😍

Okay Jooyeon is pure chaos

Like pure chaos

You're in for one hell of a ride

But this boy is gonna treat you like a princess

Like he loves you so much sometimes it hurts

Everytime he sees you

He's grabbing his chest like he just had a heart attack

"How is this beautiful human being all mine?"

(Oof 🤧)

Now Jooyeon is definitely not afraid of PDA

Like he craves your touch

Definitely a cuddler

You in his arms is his favorite thing

(I have to say it)

He loves when you run your fingers through his hair

(😮‍💨)

You love it too

He definitely loves giving you kisses

On the cheek

Lips

Hands

(UGH!)

(Kay I'm done hurting myself)

That's it! Hope everyone enjoys! Stan Xdinary Heroes and stream Test Me! 😁

#xdinary heroes #goo gunil #kim jungsu #kwak jiseok #oh seungmin #han hyeongjun #lee jooyeon

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Bloodhounds Live Blogging

I've mostly been watching non-BL kdramas from 2019-2022, so I thought I'd give something recent a try! The whole series dropped yesterday and it's apparently action filmed + good bromance, so this'll be my weekend binge for now

Ep 1 (Jun 10)

Dec 2020

I can't remember having watched many boxing shows/movies before, maybe the Shark: The Movie with Wi Hajoon but I can't even remember if that was boxing or something else

oh yeah fuck I was so focused on the other aspects of the show, I forgot that the main characters have debt apparently agh it's so

ew Suju Siwon

damn, this loan shark really lending them 100 billion won for this hotel, that's wild

the loanshark mans has a scar on his face that he hides with makeup

boxer name: Kim Gunwoo (more like Geonwoo tbh)

oh lol that win was Hong Woojin's imagination? and then he calls Geonwoo a name and gets knocked down as his plan backfires pls

fun Woojin vs Geonwoo fight

ohhh I checked MDL and the main duo is Geonwoo and Woojin?

heh Geonwoo is so endearing with his calm and no-nonsense, serious answers

plsss the way their dynamic is switching when we figure out Geonwoo is 2 years younger than Woojin and then changing again when Geonwoo served the marines earlier? or higher status in some way. a sunbae

pls earnest, honest Geonwoo keeps falling for Woojin's lies every 3 minutes T.T

ahhh these loanshark fuckers going around offering to every store owner - anyway, I know Geonwoo's mother missed reading something in the fine print bc it was mentioned on a reddit on-air thread commend

oh? who's the woman with the tazer and the man who was "a fake" being chased?

ah, so this old man does interest-free loans and tazer girl works for him

these loan shark fuckers are sooooo >:(((( die die die

ohhh that scar on their face is like a gang tattoo?

I love how earnest Geonwoo is while still being serious and a bit naive and optimistic and just cute :> Though he's gonna have to change now that he's been pulled into such violence.

Ep 2 (Jun 11)

these loanshark fucks

D: Woojin trying to get a loan for Geonwoo T.T plsss

oh they have to work as bloodhounds? meaning they're also gonna be loanshark types? - oh they left but why's the title bloodhounds then, will they have to come back?

ohh Woojin taking the disrespect at the beginning of the meeting but being intimidating and giving a same slap back at the end ah

is this an Apple ad lol

ah so that's how Geonwoo and the woman's story connect - the guy who she's chasing is getting loans using homeless people and giving the money to Smile Capital glasses guy

Dream On Capital guy - is he familiar to us or no?

ohh is Chairman Bang the dude with the wheelchair? or is that Mr. Choi? anyway, are they gonna be the bodyguards that the man was looking for?

ah sucks so bad that when searching for loans, they keep being offered loan collector positions

ah security job

so indeed the man is Mr Choi

dang, interesting that Geonwoo is telling his mother he got all the money and how because I feel like a different character would hide it and pay it off in secret. he might've done the same thing if he was working as a debt collector or something instead of security though

Siwon's character from earlier who is apparently a well-connect chaebol with his cop cousin + the loan shark hm what's gonna happen - what's up with getting the loan shark drunk lol

ohh I don't remember this loanshark man calling himself Chairman Bang but I guess he did so in ep 1? so he's masquerading. also I wonder if Mr. Choi himself is just Chairman Bang lol like only Mr. Choi knows who Chairman Bang is + he looks around 60 which is supposed to be his age

ah Siwon's character's name is Beom

plssss Woojin lying in front of Mr. Choi, he has become an actor

damn, another interview step

broooooo just insane amounts of money but also don't pull it all out

ah, they have found the common enemy (Smile Capital)

ofc Geonwoo wouldn't be able to stay still while an old homeless man is beaten up

Ep 3 (Jun 11)

cruel or heatless or cold woman vs upstanding empathetic man ah - although I wish I liked her acting better? the character doesn't feel natural for her idk

plss their excitement at getting rehired T.T

her calling them oppa surprised e fr

Mr. Choi definitely knows the Chairman Bang poser who has the cut on the side of his face - oh mans name is Kim Myeong-gil

ah trio friends now

ohh the loan sharks investing in that hotel are gonna make illegal gambling take place in the casino at the top of the hotel -> send evidence to police -> hotel in ruins -> loan sharks will take over hotel

damn they're beating up Siwon's character just to scare him or what? oh nvm Smile Capital ppl here

damn I wasn't expecting such brutal torture scenes

and now blackmail material by making him strip down?

oh, seems like some of the people in Smile Capital (including CEO) actually worked for Mr. Choi back when he was a loan shark

goddamn so that's how Kim Myeong-gil got the scar on his face and Mr. Choi became disabled

just straight-up bars of gold lol

Myeong-gil is being real or tricking Beom with this trust and sweet talk about him being his donsaeng?

goddamn this crowd of people

I saw a gif where Geonwoo was waiting for some operation to be successful on Woojin or something, will that be due to this fight?

Ep 4 (Jun 11)

oh nooo he's going to Geonwoo's mother

wait, who is this who's stopping them from taking the mother? someone Mr. Choi called right but like who?

oh actually the boss called this man who went to where the fight happened but who was the one who rescued the mother?

oh sashimi knife - that sushi restaurant from before - he's the one who saved Geonwoo's mom

ah the 5 knifers - when those 2 talked about avenging their boys, they mean the 3 knifers the Kim Myeon-gil managed to kill - Lee Du-yeong and Hwang Yang-jung

they ate all the fucking rolled omelets without leaving any for the others? die fuckers

who's spying on the trio going to transfer money? it's probably the smile capital driver dude but somehow it also looks a bit like the knife to me oof

oh noooo yeah it's the driver dude and he got her while the big Beom dude is going to the duo

ah fuck they're sending so many people to capture the trio

damn bruh not a car chase but fucking car crashes

no Geonwoo don't get outtttttt

beat them with bars of gold lesgo lmao

pls their slow jogging with the gold bags T.T

Ep 5 (Jun 11)

okay at least they dropped the gold bag and several boxes bc indeed their lives are worth more + they got most of the money

the big plans of Myeong-gil and his men vs Mr. Choi and his knifers are fun, moreso than the trio because the trio often involves just fighting and some bickering whereas the big players have planning and intrigue and history

ah Mr. Choi offering him an out

lol the knifers and trio convo is so cute and endearing

lol yknow I did think that Hyunju and the biker knifer looked kinda similar so for them to also say it was like lol

wait, why'd Beom just fuck up those people? why mad?

he declined his wife's call? bro are you gonna fucking die? we first saw him while he was in bed with his wife too so

oh he for real slayed Junmin's throat - ngl I didn't fully get what their next step was, like, did they kill him just because he was the one going around intimidating people and stuff?

oh so they're killing Junmin and capturing Im Jangdo driver mans? I remember they said something about getting them to point to dead bodies or something

omg torture scenes D: sanding someone's thing and then using saltwater

Mr Choi got Jangdo to talk

are phones trackable or not? they're keeping Jangdo's phone but can they be found out through that

oh damn Jangdo also saying Myeong-gil and In-Beom are like brothers, they've saved each other's lives before

Ep 6 (Jun 11)

Today's plan was to actually watch eps 2-5 but people say the show is soooo good until ep 6 and it's one of the better eps before ep 7-8 seem different (?), so I think I'll just watch this one too

damn they're using Siwon's dumbass character to track the knifers

D: boil body, grind them up and pour them into the ocean that's so disgusting

who's seung-duk

the way the knifers know of myeong-gil's preliminary plans with the casino but still don't know the extent of how terrible it is

Mr Choi is making vacation plans? dreams of going to Italy? bruh he's not gonna make it out alive, is he

not this happy times where everybody's chatting and drinking and feeling good, we're boutta see serious shit go down huh?

as expected, he's also gonna be a dad, ah my guy i can forsee your death so clearly

okay this young kid isn't Hyunju, right? because the story doesn't fit with her history

oh nvm it is indeed Hyunju

huh? Geonwoo's mother didn't take Mr. Choi's loans though, so

teary-eyed grateful Geonwoo ahh

pls Mr. Choi keeps having parallels with youth like learning what flex is from Hyunju and thanking Geonwoo for teaching him what youth is

ah fuck they've got Mr. Choi's address, it's starting. bro people are drunk and shit now, right?

oh wait they're found the biker knifer Duhyeong's address actually? is that where they tortured Jangdo?

naurrr this Dayoung and his wife scene T.T

let's go knife throwing

damn so fucking bloody

ah rip Duyeong having to sell out the other knifer

bro wtf do you mean someone might have seen the car? take a diff mean of transport then let's go public transit where they can't just pick you off

ah fuck sushi restaurant

oh noooo his apprentice is fucking dead in the room

this sense of foreboding is so

noooooooo Myeong-gil killed Duyeong and his wife after he got the info? D: nooo. I was like dang, it would've been good if Duyeong called Yungjung to warn him but alas he is dead

another hand-to-hand knife fight

ah fuck I can't believe Yungjung is also gonna dye so soon before the fight even reaches Mr. Choi

the knifers didn't get to avenge their 3 brother knifers T.T this is actually so fucking sad man

it's interesting that this whole show is so focused on the fight scenes and intensity but in this episode, we focus so much on the softness of everybody together and the leadup fights and deaths are also so quiet and mostly solitary, this is so fucked

like bruh Woojin's just chilling and having breakfast

these scenarios remind me so much of my recurring childhood nightmare of home invasion by gunda (thugs) and having to figure out how to escape and then being chased while you attempt ah fuck

ah at least Mr. Choi has overcome the hesitancy to shoot though the fact that his safe and everything is wide open is a lot

okay I know he doesn't die because there's some surgery thing later on that's at least successful or something

ah fuck this Beom motherfucker

it's actually crazy that these evil people are straight up just defeating them 75% in like not just "oh they're being cornered but will easily win" but like people are fucking dead like straight up the experienced, big players from this side are just gone

as is the money and the house is aflame

bro fuck Hyunju and Geonwoo coming home to see all this

oh my god I did not expect to get teary-eyed at Geonwoo begging to donate one more bag of blood for Woojin

Fave Ep of the show and just genuinely suchhhh a good episode in general. The humanity and serenity of it drove me to madness.

Ep 7 (Jun 12)

I watched less than 3 minutes of this during lunch and then went to take a little nap and now I'll finish this ep and then go to sleep. I'm just a sleepy guy

and she's gone, the result of Kim Sae Ron's DUI

ah, time-skipped to a healed Woojin

the young girl assigning who's gonna take the top bunk after taking a look at them is so T.T funny

fuckass Junmin lives but the knifers and Mr. Choi are dead how is that fairrrrrrr

I'd be more empathetic toward this man's heartbreak at Mr. Choi's death if he wasn't sleezy toward the woman earlier like yeah fucker, get scammed

I'd be more empathetic toward this character if it wasn't played by fuckass Siwon

won't yall get alcohol poisoning

idk if I'm supposed to be suspecting people of double-crossing or not like people give up info when interrogated but what if it's like Minbeom's brother in law is actually working for Myeong-gil or something, y'know?

Myeong-gil could just use data but sure yep, wifi

did he actually delete some instances of the video or no?

damn, they really did manage to destroy the hard drive just like that? would there not be backups?

are we supposed to know who Myeong-gil called at the end at the serious crimes division? somebody surprising?

I know what people mean by it's a different tone because this is less action-based and more like the shows I usually watch with the planning and secretly attacking rather than fights.

Ep 8 (Jun 13)

bruh ofc the first cop that the brother-in-law would tell about getting the list of victims would be in Myeong-gil's palm

oh fuck they found the place Mr. Choi's friend lived where Geonwoo and Woojin also lived for a bit?

fucking dark ass fight, can't see shit

bruh bad cop good a good view

oh my god they got the whole detective trio?

bro so the 2 male cops survived and my poor girl just straight up got ran over and died rip

oh i see she's in a coma

so we just won't know how they caught the sell-out cop? or we're just supposed to assume they got some info from the fish farm lol

why the fuck did you yell Myeong-gil's name, are you dumb

and then also dropped the knife? you dumb?

and Woojin had also dropped the taser? fr?

you're literally trying to just fuck up the man who killed and ruined hundreds and thousands of people, fuck your "I've become a bloodhound" i need you to straight up kill Myeong-gil or call the cops right now at least tf

well at least keep a couple gold bars for yourself too because you're the poor people who are supposed to be helped too btw lol

siwon playing a fuckass sympathetic kind character is so agh ew also why give him all the money to improve their company image or whatever agh rich ppl like why would you trust a cocky chaebol kid?

well at least they do get 2 gold bars = 1B won = ~1M USD each

Overall:

Good enough, especially the heart of episode 6 but not something I'll be thinking about at all. The characters didn't resonate a whole lot, this focused a lot on just fighting scenes (more than like strategizing, being clever, etc, which is usually what I'm a fan of), the defeat of the villains wasn't really satisfying at all - especially with how cruel episode 6 went down. Also, I don’t ship Geonwoo and Woojin, sadly.

Rating: 6.5/10

#ep by ep commentary #bloodhounds

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theorist-influencer-untitled · 2 months

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3.8.24 Friday

2:08 am

I still have windblow.... Tomorrow will surrender my id-badge in Conduent.... I feel fucking bitter in life... What am I gonna do? Where to get luck? Shit! This fucking people who are smashing me since 2007...

2:36 am

Still, have windblow....Done, watching "Thanskgiving", sometimes the crime was made by a police.... Weird and scary.....

9:47 am

Text of Uncle DD but on his name...

Passing the responsibilities, so fake...

1:40 pm

I have windblow... I feel bitter... First I lost the xfactor!! 2nd please reds or 20's even yellow get out of my hair coz you just damaged me just be responsible....I didn't get them..

I lost xfactor for 17 years and I can't get a career growth on my own... But I want yellow intellectual but there is nobody...

Done, surrendering my id-badge in Conduent... The fake Concentrix is still fake on me and remembering the face of that old lady...There are people who are organized to damage me since 2007! No opening in Concentrix Moa even in Cavite, it is just a HUB...

On EXL they are bullshit,the opening for less than 6 months of call center experience will be next month... So,they will just update me...

Hoping and praying for Amazon!

3:07 pm

I have windblow...

I'm in the house now...People of the Philippines ( What is the spelling of Philippines or Flipna-fins? Or in drugs Philippines? ) are so balimbing....Now they are for yellow here in Cavite,I don't like ordinary minds of Filipino's... Now they are on yellow... I just want yellow as symbolism of intellectual marriage.

I'm a college graduate but my country is super drunk these days...I'm thinking of money angels...I wonder who switch the red into yellow,they are all the same...Fake faces!!! Still, having money...

I need money and job angels... Later, will try to check Padis Point at bacoor what opening I can have there just for part time. Singer or waitressing but definetly will go back to call center.... I feel bitter I can speak English and I can't get dates! I need money....

3:33 pm

I have windblow...

It is so strange that I still have menstrual headache or the people in call center are copying me then removing me.....I observed that ever since...

I also hate Church Of Christ, they are all the same.... The UP stole my thunder....Hating them all...

Even Bisayaz are here in Cavite they all took my thunder!!

3:36 pm

This Uncle DD is somehow fake and he couldn't understand without upgrading even there will be TV, in a lil while it needs the TV box of dasca cable to activate the channels....

This Uncle Jun is just a media man here....

I feel fat and ugly... I feel super ugly... I need a job and money!!!

I need to see chiropractor but I don't have bigger fundings... I wanna have nose perfection and my bleaching or lasers... I miss having yaya... Nobody wants me on the black... I can't meet white these days aside from that fucking cute face of Revo....Can they beat that cuteness and with stability???

I need someone who can accept me as me and willing to return my Barbie Image, I need a foot spa...

At the end of sour graping, I need a career growth! I need money in call center...

3:52 pm

I feel intimidated here in Cavite... I don't like Bisayaz then much more silkier than me angels... I feel intimidated...

3:54 pm

I have windblow... I'm so broke.. Can I call a fallen angels to lift me? A call boy or macho dancer but not that bulky... I'm so desparate! I'm supposed to be paying them to be my escort.... That's the problem!!!

I feel bitter!!! No job and No bf!

4:20 pm

I don't like DJ's angels they are so thicked and heartless and insensitive!

4:29 pm

I have windblow!!! GRRR....

I'm so fucking stress and intimidated by the Bisayaz and Cavitenyas.

I wanna cute bf who can lift me up,where can I get that just like the face of Revo....A white skinned this time..... I need a lift and I need a fix on me....

4:45 pm

I didn't know that Padis in Bacoor is loud people...I will try to be a part time singer or waitress...

Shit, loud group....Hmm....I haven't tried singing on a loud crowd.....

4:55 pm

I need money.... I need a part time job just for 2 days....Singer or waitrissing...

I haven't tried singing on a loud people.... I need 2 days per week and I will go back to call center....Will do the job just for 2 days in a week...Who can help me to earn money these days?

I'm a mellow singer not loud....Not that jumpy,not that happy... Will they help me? I love singing in a way... But I didn't have the chance to be on TV.

Someone asked me in the bus awhile ago if I have a manager, I said none... Hope to get Mr Boy or Tita Fermin if ever but in reality I have no manager. I said I need money but I have other job. I really wanna be an artist on TV plus I need a lawyer...

I dream to be super famous, what will be the changes in me if I get famous and if I have lots of money coz of being famous... But I'm always flatten most specially since 2007!

5:13 pm

I always wanted to be acknowledge as you have a pretty face and nice voice and you have really charming pretty face, it healed me and it will heal me that way coz smashing me since 2007 it really hurt me a lot!!! But I always feel fat and ugly coz I'm not fixing at all these days....

Smart is being accepting the possible positive changes going to fame or uphill or any positive changes in life...

8:41 pm

I'm with my friend Ely here in Padi's Bacoor me applying and thanking my friend for always backing-up and possible back-up in a lil while...

Just leave my resume coz I'm gonna be out of fundings in a lil while...

The price here is really for matured people angels...

10:12 pm

With Aries the lead vocal the Friday Band...

11:22 pm

Bar hopping....Different image than Padis,a friend of Ely is here in Epi-Center...

The band is good and if you wanna chill... More on Tagalog songs near 767 Disco club Imus...

Smaller space but cool....

It is somehow the same the price ...I thought there are no alcoholic drinks...

They also sing English-Reggae** ( correction ).

1:49 am

I'm in the house now.....Hmm.... Hope I can get a part time in Padis... Thanks to Ely for accompanying me...

I still feel self-pity coz thinking of money and job... I need money....I will be out of fundings in a lil while... I wanna cry...

2:05 am

Where can I get a handsome and nice and supportive bf, I hate commuting and I miss driving.... But it is hard to get a bf when I'm poor...

I still have windblow and I feel jealous on other women... I feel fat and ugly...

2:34 am

So,weird there was no area 1 jeep route, so strange....I feel bitter here in Cavite...

I feel hopeless....I'm thinking of Mark now coz of Revo's face....I wanna leave Cavite but I hate being 2nd choice... I'm always in the middle of embarassment here in Cavite....I feel ugly....I can't have vanity that is rightful for me.... I feel so intimidated.

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ohimesama · 1 year

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1.14.23 Saturday

7:14 am

Morning,even the plastics for garbage here is lost,last time the small plastics I bought for kitchen was lost as well... I know Uncle Jun was the one was always checking the things in the kitchen...

The house umbrella is also lost in the kitchen... Probably, RV brought it somewhere... or I don't know... Uncle Jun is now taking his shower to be with George in baranggay...

What is the problem of Uncle Jun for giving away what we have here in the house, teaching the way, what we had have here...

I'm not a bad person, I'm not yet a rich woman to give him a hundred a day that he is not really cleaning, it is for John and John's mat when he cleans John's mat... But we are supposed to be a family here... But his character is not a family on us here... I'm trying to help him to fix his beauty coz it is Uncle Jun's dream to be an artist looking like on TV and I'm religious I'm not stopping him to achieve his dream to look like an actor on TV, that's why I told him if I have extra just model the "Silka Prodoucts"...My job is only 500 a day now. I hope Uncle Jun can have a change of heart to be genuine here in our family...

I also have my personal needs and my salary is not yet big... Planning to progress in a lil while... I need upper friends...

The last time I saw a small plastics hanged on the old store of Ate Eden but I didn't confront her if that was our plastics coz I just bought a 100 pieces and it was suddenly all gone.... In a way I don't like ate Eden but I have manners as their neighbor...

Me? I have aching left sciatica and headache...

8:06 am

I love dogs so much... I wish to have a wolf and a raccoon and a dalmatian and more siberian hahaha I wish... I wish and pray to meet the right one for me in the future not in a hurry....

9:42 am

Hmm...I'm checking all the receipt that I had have... So, strange that "DIY Store" in savemore , their receipt is not updated...I'm trying to find there is no 2023 but 2018,2020 and it's validity 2025... hmm....

10:17 am

Yesterday there was a providence coming from Uncle DD suppossed to be in gcash and I was stressed-out coz gcash wasn't responding... So, we went back to "palawan"....

Some added expenses coming from me... I need some reimbursement... I need to save money for something and for John of course...

10:42 am

I feel bitterish coz of the life now but thankful of course but I deserve more coz I had yaya's way back and I don't think so that I'm a bad person...

I mind my own thing and I don't actually interfere on other people's lives... I mean as long as you are not smashing me unfairly and I know I didn't harm you for me that should be the flow of the universe and let's value friendship!

Still having the unfair windblow trap cult of Manalo'Z...

9:16 pm

I don't like INC CULT....They made me stupid for 16 years...They made me feel ugly and fat....Still,hating the windblow trap!

I want to have upper friends...I'm choosy on women... I easily get jealous...

I need some attention on men that I feel to be with...

9:58 pm

This Uncle Jun,very lazy here and over reacting on rice and whatever.... He is having a split personality... He is commenting that the rice is wet, why is the rice is wet...

Having strange behaviour again...

10:28 pm

I feel fat and ugly... Having windblow trap and still thinking of money... Still,having aching left sciatica...

I feel insecure on skinny people,why they are so skinny? They need to eat...

I'm thinking of work and money... And I wanna see the calmer but brighter side of the world... Wanna touch a donkey and camel...

I wanna have starbucks everyday... I miss having attention... I feel bitter that I lost my xfactor... I'm not fixing and I really feel fat and ugly...

I wanna have a group of men that I like and I only choose women... I feel intimidated...

I wanna a mature men to be with, a real mature mindset... Who can analyze and see things beyond that other people or women are putting a wrong judgement on me.

I want a man who can see things beyond and I want a man who can respect my needs and things that I don't want...

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Hello! I've been stalking your blog and I can't explain how much I love your writings, they made my day 🥺 Anyway, if it's okay, can you do svt as your co-worker (could be just platonic/romantic/both, whatever you prefer). Thank you in advance! ✨️

svt as your coworker

a/n: AAAA so sorry to get back to you so late 😭 i hope you still get to read this and enjoy it,, i tried to write this as platonic with the hint of something more?

seungcheol:

○ quite the good employee

○ in his nature to lead group meetings and be pretty proactive in delegating roles that are suitable for everyone

○ always checks in with you that you’re okay with your work load and offers to help too

○ is it relevant that he looks very good with the sleeves of his button-up rolled up?

jeonghan:

○ master of wasting the company time and he somehow drags you into it

○ definitely plays some kind of little game with you every day

○ you both have used up several packs of post-its due to endless rounds of hangman, tic-tac-toe, etc

○ he loves to bet little prizes like “okay so over whoever loses has to buy lunch tomorrow”

○ he loves to waste time but is also somehow occasionally employee of the month???

joshua:

○ definitely the office hunk

○ half the company has a crush on him (how could you blame anyone, look at him)

○ definitely the kind of gentleman to grab coffee for himself but also bring back some extra drinks for those who sit near him too

○ when you try to pay him back he just smiles and brushes off your offer “you don’t need to do that” with the sweetest smile ever

jun:

○ always falls asleep at his desk but also never gets caught

○ is either very productive or doing nothing at all, no in between

○ you have to nudge him awake when you hear that the ceo is walking around the office and you swear your heart skips a beat when he looks at you in his sleepy state

hoshi:

○ one of the company’s long-time employees

○ a funny guy but also super reliable and hardworking so most people tend to look for him for help

○ you call him over to review something on your laptop and he’s leaning on your desk with one arm

○ when you talk to him he watches you intently and you’re wondering why your face suddenly feels hot?

wonwoo:

○ he’s quiet and always finishes his duties efficiently

○ the kind to send one-sentence emails (idk why i thought this seemed very him)

○ he sits across from you and when your eyes meet over your desktops you quickly turn back to your screen (you don’t realize he’s chuckling)

woozi:

○ employee of the month honestly

○ one of the people in the company who moved up the ranks pretty fast and at a pretty young age (he’s younger than most of the people with the same position)

○ he overhears your music playing through your headphones in the elevator one day (some of you will get this reference i hope)

○ “is that [insert obscure band]?” he’ll ask. you lift one side of your headphones to hear him and you nod happily when you realize his question. (from then on he has a little crush on you and he tries to start conversations in the future by asking if you’ve heard about that band’s new release!)

minghao:

○ you were a little intimidated by him at first

○ there’s no other way to describe it other than he looks so effortlessly cool, with his subtle piercings and painted nails amidst his business attire

○ you realize he’s warmer than you think when you work up the courage to compliment his nails

mingyu:

○ he’s employee of the month #2, also a very diligent guy

○ honestly a joyous person to share a desk with

○ “good morning ~~” he’ll say as he settles in for the day

○ from the second he gives you that wolffish grin you know this is gonna be a problem

dokyeom:

○ the kind of sweetheart to stay with you during your overtime so that you aren’t the only person left in the office

○ “you don’t need to stay!” you try to tell him, feeling a little bad you’re stopping someone from going home. he even has his bag all packed up

○ “y/n trust me, it’s a little scary when no one else is here” he assures you, “i stayed here one time and something dropped in one of the cubicles and it freaked me out” (he left out the part that he bolted out of the office when he heard that)

○ you think about it for a bit, opting to just hurry a little bit with your tasks. “okay fine, i’ll try not to take too long”

○ while you work, he even goes so far as to go to one of the vending machines down the hall to get you both a snack

○ bonus: on your way out you playfully go “did you hear that?” and his eyes widen immediately, “hear WHAT?”

seungkwan:

○ would be employee of the month if he didn’t get into arguments with coworkers here and there 😭

○ not a rude employee by any means but he’s just passionate about doing well

○ it is so nice when you get paired to work with him because he motivates you to do so well too

○ the longer you work with him, you do get to see more relaxed sides of him and he even hums a little while he works (soon you discover he’s incredible at singing)

vernon:

○ also doesn’t talk too much, not exactly because he’s busy but he also tends to sit idly sometimes, rotating on his chair to pass time LOL

○ he’s great to work with though, he’s so chill and open-minded that he’ll let you take the lead but also input his ideas when he feels necessary

○ you start talking to him when you come in on a monday, a little excited, “did you see the movie that everyone’s talking about?” you ask

○ his eyebrows raise and he sits up in his chair because he has in fact seen that movie

○ thus ensues emails about work but also with a movie recommendation in the final line

chan:

○ was the baby of the office when he was just an intern but he’s a hard-worker so he eventually got hired full-time

○ you catch him kind of dancing while he’s trying to pick out a vending machine snack

○ gets so embarrassed (he may have a crush on you) that he doesn’t talk to you for a good week 😭

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ah-ga-seven · 3 years

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Sneaky Link III (M)

[series masterlist]

[Pairing]: Fem! Reader x Choi Yeonjun ft. second male lead Juyeon.

[Synopsis]: The story picks up after having met Yeonjun through a mutual acquaintance. You quickly bonded over your similarities and basically fell for him on the spot. As your relationship progressed you found out that you weren’t the only woman in his life, but no matter how hard you tried, leaving him was harder than you thought.

[Idol Cameos]: Aespa’s Karina, The Boyz’s Juyeon, Ateez’s Wooyoung, special guest: Odi.

[Genre]: Smut (w/Yeonjun), Angst, Fluff, College!AU, Romance, Infidelity, Toxic!Jun.

[Word count]: 11.5k

[Warning]: Mature content and heavy smut (skippable) I put headings at the start and end of it. Extreme toxicity, mentions of cheating (not on the reader), being the side chick, emotional manipulation, and heavy drinking and violence!

[Disclaimer]: If anyone ever treats you like this, run. I am in no shape or form trying to romanticize this behavior or imply that Yeonjun is like this nor am I shipping him with other idols or assuming anyones sexuality. Please remember that it’s fiction. LISTEN TO THE SNEAKY LINK PLAYLIST HERE ❗️

“We need to talk,” Wooyoung says as he rudely tries to pull you out of Juyeon’s lap.

It earned him a confused puppy look from Juyeon and an annoyed scowl from yourself because you knew exactly why you ‘needed to talk.’

He pursed his lips into a thin line, widening his eyes at you which basically meant that he was losing his patience so you reluctantly got up. “It won’t take long.” You tell Juyeon to excuse yourself as you got pulled to the kitchen once again but by Wooyoung this time.

“…What was that a few minutes ago with Yeonjun?”

You sigh, avoiding eye contact as you look at your own hands on the countertop. “Nothing.”

You look up from your hands and into the living room to try and spot either him or Karina but they were nowhere to be found. Really? Could they be fucking somewhere now too?

“Y/n…you looked upset. And he had his hand on your back as if he was trying to intimidate you. I’m just trying to check if he’s out of line for something.”

Oh…Wooyoung. You know he means well but…

Your thoughts are interrupted when you hear a door slam so fucking loud, it could be heard over the blaring music.

Your eyes travel to where the thud was coming from with an alarmed facial expression but when you saw Karina, furiously stomping into the kitchen while looking around with fire spewing from her dark orbs you knew you were dead meat.

You didn’t know why or how, but the nauseating feeling in the pit of your stomach returned, sensing that something was really wrong right now.

“…What’s with her?” Wooyoung says raising an eyebrow in confusion. The sound of his voice made her head snap into the direction where the two of you were standing and that’s…when you made eye contact.

Oh…no.

Without second thought or warning, Karina leaped over to you with big strides. You just stood frozen on your feet, not knowing what was to come and after that everything happened way too fast.

You were hit in the face with full force, adrenaline pumping through your veins to mask the painful sensation that was yet to come while your heart thumbed out of your chest.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!” She yelled at the top of her lungs as she tried to hit you again but by now, Wooyoung stood between the two of you angry as ever. Juyeon had caught you from behind since he had run over after seeing the whole ordeal unfold from his comfy chair.

You couldn’t quite see anything as you covered your face with your hands, blood gushing out of your nose by now as two strong arms snaked around Karina’s waist to hold her back from doing more damage.

It was Yeonjun.

“KARINA STOP IT. NOW,” he yelled.

“Shit.” Juyeon tried to cover you as he stood before you. All of the arguing becoming white noise while you got lightheaded.

Juyeon quickly ripped off a piece of paper towel and tilted your head back, he took your hand and guided it to your nose to pinch it with the paper towel to stop the bleeding. Luckily, he knew exactly what to do because God knows you didn’t.

What happened in those few short minutes that they were gone? Did she find out? Did Yeonjun confess? And how does she know it’s you?

No one was asking any questions. Too busy with keeping Karina from hurting you even more all while trying to keep you from fainting.

You wanted to hit her back; you really did. But honestly, you deserved to be hit in the face…multiple times.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE,” Wooyoung yelled at Karina. He was seeing white, absolutely seething at what just happened because he didn’t know why, and by now Mirae had emerged to help you sit down on a bar stool as well.

“LET ME GO SO I CAN KILL THAT BITCH” Karina yelled out once again, still getting held back by a majorly distressed Yeonjun who’s attention had been on you more than on her.

All hell broke loose, people were watching, taking out their phones to film while happy trap music still blared through the speakers as a very unfitting soundtrack to your misery.

You sat down on a bar stool, avoiding both Karina and Yeonjun’s gaze with the help of Juyeon standing in front of you.

He noticed your drop in energy and pulled you close to him, not caring that his white sweater might get blood stains on it as he sweetly shielded you from the public eye.

He quickly shot Karina a venomous glare, not understanding what the fuck just went down. “What is wrong with you?” he asks her, genuinely disgusted and confused by her temper tantrum.

You closed your eyes at him coming to your defense, realizing how fucked up it really is.

“What’s wrong with me?” Karina scoffed, blowing her disheveled hair out of her face.

“She f-” Karina got interrupted as Wooyoung took a threatening step closer to her. “Bitch shut up and get out of my house.”

Yeonjun was completely torn between making sure you were okay and staying by Karina’s side. He felt horrible that Karina hit you. Though he never mentioned your name to her, she wasn’t as stupid as she looked.

Clearly.

“Let’s go.” He said pulling at her wrist, but she aggressively yanked her arm out of his hold, giving him a look of sadness laced with distrust and pain.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” She choked up as she looked into his eyes, and that’s when everyone realized what was going on.

You closed your eyes in defeat. Talk about a public humiliation…

Juyeon’s tight hold on you loosened, Wooyoung looked from Yeonjun to you with wide eyes and Mirae just bit her lip in anxiousness at this whole thing unraveling to be the worst night of your life.

Juyeon sighed. “Let’s get you upstairs.” He helped you up, and all you could do was look at him with a big, confused, yet thankful stare.

Wow, this is the last thing you expected. He tilted your head back again as he led you to the hallway. “Keep applying pressure, it might be broken.” He commented calmly, and you just did as you were told, your mind not being able to think for itself.

Karina stormed off, leaving Yeonjun glued to the kitchen floor. People were starting to mind their own business again with a view remaining stares here and there.

Does he go after her? Or you?

“…Yeonjun honey…what did you do?” Wooyoung asks clicking his tongue while crossing his arms over his chest, giving his friend a judgmental look up and down.

“…I played with fire.”

“Here, lie down.” Juyeon says as he laid you down on Wooyoung’s bed.

As you lie there you can’t help but think of the fact that not even half an hour ago he laid you down on the same bed, under entirely different circumstances. He got up, walking back downstairs quickly to do god knows what and you were left in the room with Mirae, who sat down beside you which made the mattress dip a little.

Since the adrenaline had subsided, you started to feel pain which made you wince as your head hit the pillow a little too hard for your comfort.

“Fuck..y/n…this is a full on shitshow.”

You tried looking at Mirae with your head still tilted and the paper towel on your nose as it blocked half of your vision. “Tell me about it.” Your voice sounded somewhat like Squidward’s and it made the two of you chuckle out loud.

“I’m surprised you didn’t hit her back.” Mirae pouts as she caressed your head.

“I deserved to be hit.” You huff, trying to sit up on Wooyoungs bed. Your mind started to trail off to Yeonjun, questioning how all of this happened and where he was at, but your thoughts were quickly interrupted by Mirae.

“Well…if its broken maybe you can get that nose job you wanted.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at her dumb attempt to cheer you up with her dark humor and that’s when Juyeon returned. “What are you doing, I told you to lay down.” He says sternly as he got back with a bag of frozen peas in his hold. “They didn’t have ice cubes, it’s the best I could do.”

You smiled at him faintly, taking the bag from him to put it against your throbbing nose.

“Thank you…you didn’t have to.”

He didn’t respond however as he looked from you to Mirae. Mirae got up off the bed swiftly to make space for him, ready to give the two of you some privacy. It was odd, all of it. You didn’t know if Juyeon was mad or sad, or that he got what was happening at all.

“I’m…gonna go downstairs…see if I can check on Woo.” She announces hastily as she walked towards the bedroom door. Juyeon gave her a faint yet friendly smile and you both nod at her as she left.

When the door closed the air got thick, you didn’t know where to start. You were looking into Juyeon’s equally dark pupils to try and guess what he was feeling but his gaze was fixated on something else. Your nose. He slowly let go of the bag of frozen peas to assess your nose as gently as he could. “Well, at least it stopped bleeding and I don’t think it’s broken either, it’s going to swell up a lot if you don’t keep it iced so try to do it three times a day. Oh and avoid hot showers and excessive physical activity, it could re-open the broken blood vessels,” he rambled.

Suddenly you remember he’s a medical student which is probably the reason why he’s helping you…it’s because he’s supposed to.

“Juyeon I-” you start but he quickly put the bag of peas on your nose again to stop you from talking. “Let’s not get into it right now.” He countered, shutting you right up.

Shit.

He smiled to himself bitterly. “I really thought we had something going here.”

“Juyeon…we do, I mean it. We do.”

“So how long then?”

You couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him again, knowing he deserved better than that. “…A few months…until recently.”

He scoffed, nodding to himself. He really thought you were different. That he had finally found someone worth opening up to, but he now knows it was nothing like that to you.

“I hope you had your fun.”

Your eyes widen, taking the frozen peas off of your nose once again but right before you wanted to speak up to somehow defend yourself, the door opened with a dramatic swing.

“I tried to stop him.” Wooyoung spoke as Yeonjun emerged from behind him. “But he’s annoyingly persistent,” he said rolling his eyes.

Yeonjun ignored both Wooyoung and Juyeon, walking over to you to crouch down beside the bed. “Shit y/n.” he tilted your head so he could assess the damage by grabbing your chin lightly. “I’m so sorry this happened. She suddenly jolted out of the room and next thing I know she hit you.”

Juyeon didn’t know what the fuck was happening right now, but he wasn’t having any of it. “Don’t you have a girlfriend to run after?” he huffs, keeping his eyes on Yeonjun

“There’s nothing to run after. Stay out of it.” That comment had Wooyoung’s eyebrows raising, Juyeon’s fists balling and your eyes popping out of your skull at Yeonjun’s bluntness.

What did he just say? Nothing to run after?

It’s not like 4 years of his relationship just went to shit or anything.

“Don’t talk to him like that.” You say coming to Juyeon’s defence, taking his hand off of your face. “What the fuck happened?”

Yeonjun wanted to open his mouth to speak but then he realized there were two pairs of eyes on him that didn’t need to know his business. “…Could we get some privacy?”

Juyeon got up without a word and your eyes darted to his in distress. “Give me a chance to explain.”

“I’d rather not.” He stoically replies, handing you the bag of by now thawed peas. “Remember what I said. Ice it.”

Even in a situation like this he still set aside his personal feelings to make sure you’re taken care of. It made you want to get punched in the face again because even though he deserves better, you weren’t sure if you could let Juyeon go this easily.

“Juyeon, wait.” Your calling out of his name was of no use. He ignored you, somehow leaving you behind with a heavy heart and an empty head.

Wooyoung’s eyes followed Juyeons’s figure out of the room. Sighing and shaking his head in disapproval before he left to go after him as well, closing the door behind him loudly.

“…Damn…your little boy toy is upset.” Yeonjun comments insensitively, looking back at you to see an unexpected scowl on your face as you looked at him.

“Yeonjun, shut the fuck up. Why are you even here, you should’ve gone after her, not me.”

“She’s not the one that got hit in the face.”

“No, she got stabbed in the heart instead.”

He stayed quiet, letting your words sink in. So he decided to avert the conversation by explaining what happened.

“We fought and I impulsively told her the truth after she asked me if I was cheating on her.”

“She asked you?”

“Yes but…she wouldn’t have done that if she didn’t already have her suspicions about us.” He carefully laced his fingers through your hair so you’d look at him. He pouted, seeing the redness around your nose bridge as the area was starting to swell.

“I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, you keep saying that, but I’m half of the reason I’m in this mess.”

“Then it’s only fair you punch me in the face too.” he jokes, inching his face closer while tilting his head so you’d have full access to ruin his chiseled features. You roll your eyes and push away his face instead with a bitter scoff.

You couldn’t help but laugh, hating how he was able to make you forget about how fucked up the situation you were in really was. You looked in each others’ eyes a little too lovingly as silence consumed the room, so before he could lean in to kiss you, you spoke up.

“Yeonjun you should’ve gone after her.”

He sighed in annoyance. “Don’t you think that I would have if I wanted to?” y/n don’t you get it. I don’t…” he paused to think of a less insensitive way to put it but when he couldn’t think of a way to do so he just gave in and voiced his deepest truths. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt freer than I do now that she knows. Even if it cost you your cute little nose.” He softly booped your nose with his finger, trying to get you to cheer up and it kind of worked, until your smile faded.

You felt the cold bag of peas still in your hands, looking down at it with furrowed brows as you started thinking of Juyeon and the way you hurt him because of how selfish you were.

“Did I hurt you?” Yeonjun noticed your saddened facial expression. You shook your head, still looking at your hands, and that’s when it clicked to him.

“…You started to really like him, didn’t you?”

You look up at Yeonjun’s face. Finding it weird how you were talking about a guy you were romantically involved with, with him; whom you are also romantically involved with.

“I just…I hate that I hurt his feelings,” you admit.

Yeonjun nodded to himself, taking the bag out of your hands so he could lace his long, slender fingers through your own as he sighed.

“I hated seeing you with him. I guess it’s funny because…that’s exactly how you must have felt every time you saw me with Karina.” He scoffed, realizing that he confessed his jealousy.

“Just know that…I can only let you go if you tell me to.” He continued.

“What does that mean?” you look up at him again to try and understand, and that’s when he bit his lip, needing a second to collect his thoughts before he could voice them to you.

“What I’m trying to say is, that even though you deserve someone like Juyeon, who has his shit together, comes from a good family and is literally studying to become a doctor.” He paused to roll his eyes. “I selfishly want you to choose me because, what we have…no one can measure up to you y/n. It took that tool for me to realize that.”

‘That tool?” you say cocking a brow.

“Stop coming to his defense while I’m pouring my heart out here. It’s not nice.” He pouted.

You chuckled. Realizing how the tables have turned. Days ago, you wanted to be his first choice, to be the only woman he looked at. The number of times he had hurt your feelings was more painful than the other, but you couldn’t help but apprehend the irony of it all.

“I understand if you want nothing to do with me after this whole thing, and I’ll give you time to figure out what you want. But I hope that that’s me. Because I…I actually want to show you what it’s like to be loved by me. Wholeheartedly.”

Loved? By him?

If what he has shown you up to now was only a preview, then it must be worth being punched in the face for.

You can’t help but think of Karina, and how your affair ruined her future with the only man she loved ‘wholeheartedly,’ while he was sharing the space in his heart with you. You had only been around for a small six months while she has shared her whole life with him.

3,5 of those years were filled with memories of a good and healthy relationship with a great man, but that was before he met you.

You stayed silent, not knowing what to say, your mind going into overdrive at his confession in the middle of what was supposed to be the biggest crisis in his life. You didn’t understand how he could shut out all of those years of meaningful memories so easily. He didn’t even have the decency to go after her to explain what has been going on for months now. Which was the least Karina deserved for the purpose of closure.

It clicked to you that he didn’t communicate with her. He didn’t talk to her the way he talked to you. And maybe if he did, none of this would have happened. If he would have just voiced the concerns he had about their relationship from the start, all of this could have been prevented, and he would have never pursued you the way he did. But Karina always had some type of authority over him. He never dared to criticize her because she’s the reason he was able to live his life the way he did. With a scholarship at a good school with great friends, it was all thanks to her, so he just lived a lie by pretending to be in love.

It was the same of lack love, communication and honesty that got you to the biggest turning point in the timeline of your fucked up relationship with Yeonjun. He was going to have to choose, but it was clear that the choice was already made. And it wasn’t the choice you were expecting.

“…What’s on your mind?” He asks, sweetly putting a stray piece of your hair behind your ear.

“…How ironic this is.” You admit, looking into his eyes once again as they peered into yours with anticipation. “How so?”

“Cause all this time, all I wanted was you, but you told me you didn’t care about me like that.”

“Well…clearly, I was wrong. I guess I was just lying to protect whatever was left to save with Karina but…now I know for sure that there’s nothing left for me with her anymore.”

“Yeonjun…I don’t know. I can’t think straight.”

“I know, and I’m not asking you to know right away. I just wanted you to know how I feel before it’s too late. You’ve been way too patient with me all this time. So, the least I can do is be patient with you too. Right?”

You nodded, looking at your hands out of shyness which made him smile at you warmheartedly, petting your hair before planting a sweet kiss on your cheek.

“Let’s get you home.”

Yeonjun took you to your place and took care of you like you were a child. It was weird. It was a completely new sensation for him to be so caring towards you and you didn’t know how to feel. Still overwhelmed with what happened at the party.

He basically tucked you in and left so he wouldn’t burden you with his presence, figuring that you needed space to think and wrap your head around all of these new events, accompanied with the guilt in your gut towards Juyeon. You were glad he left you alone with your thoughts, because thinking was the exact thing you needed to start doing right now.

It was all too much of a train wreck. You’d have to explain all of this to Wooyoung tomorrow, apologize for ruining his Birthday party and tell Mirae about what Yeonjun had told you in Wooyoung’s bedroom.

No matter how messed up it was, you couldn’t help but feel warm inside because of the fact that Yeonjun went to check on you and not Karina. It’s what you always wanted, but now that you have the security of Yeonjun’s genuine feelings for you, you suddenly don’t know what to do.

Not when this many people had to get hurt because of it. Because of you.

The truth of the matter was that both Juyeon and Karina deserved better. For all you know Karina was never mean to you. She was nice, considerate, and tried to befriend you the minute she met you, but you didn’t let her.

You didn’t let her because you were sharing a man. A man that she planned a future with, and the same man she lost because he started to fall for you instead. You just went with it because you were selfish and completely entranced by his charms in combination with the fond look in his gaze every time he laid eyes on you. It was all just too unfair.

Honestly, if someone from the future would’ve told you this is what your life would come to a year ago you’d laugh at them and tell them to not be so ridiculous.

You’d never fall for a taken man.

You’d never be that attached to someone to throw away all of your beliefs and morals, yet here you were. Lying in bed with a swollen nose, living with the consequences of your actions while everyone saw you as a homewrecker of the power couple in town.

And it wasn’t even your fault, because you tried to walk away plenty of times; but how could you when all you felt for him was genuine. No matter how painful it was to be the other woman, the way he made you feel was worth it. Because when you were together, he’d treat you like you were his whole world. Even if you weren’t the only one.

You tossed and turned all night, not being able to sleep because of the throbbing pain in your nose accompanied by the emotional tornado in your head. You had class in the morning and were not looking forward to explaining to your friends and teachers how you ended up with a bruised face, so you decided to call in sick at 8 AM, ready to get out of bed since your thoughts had been suffocating you all night.

Still tired and sleep-deprived, you make your way to your kitchen, remembering Juyeon’s words about icing the area. You retrieve a random ice pack from the tiny freezer compartment in your fridge and put it to your nose as you rummage through your drawers for some painkillers, however your actions got interrupted by the sound of your phone buzzing against the wooden surface of your dinner table.

You mindlessly retrieve it, but when you see who texted you, you instantly drop the ice pack to text him back with both hands.

[Juyeon, 8.04 AM]: Something about the way I left didn’t sit right with me.

[Juyeon, 8.04 AM]: I want to hear your side of the story. Is it ok if I come over after my classes?

You couldn’t believe what you were seeing right now. The fact that he cared enough to still talk to you after last night was a complete mystery to you. Why did he keep giving you chances you didn’t deserve?

What is it about you that Juyeon couldn’t seem to let go of?

[Y/N, 8:06 AM]: Yes, of course.

[Y/N, 8:06 AM]: I’m home all day so you can drop by whenever.

[Juyeon, 8.06 AM]: Ok. I’ll see you in the afternoon then.

You left him on read, not knowing what else to say to him under these circumstances. You really thought he’d break of any and every form of contact with you by now, but instead of unfollowing and blocking you, he was the first one to reach out to you when you were planning to do that yourself.

Juyeon seemed to be a straightforward and ‘lets just get it over with’ type of person, which was nice, because you’d just overthink every step you’d have to take in order to try to talk to him again.

You decided to clean up your place and take a shower while you waited for him. Remembering not to turn the water temperature too high just like Juyeon told you. You color corrected the shit out of your nose to try and conceal the damage but it could still seep through a little. It looked decent enough though, and the swelling wasn’t even as bad as you thought it’d be.

You sigh, thinking about Yeonjun and Karina and the inevitable conversation they had to have. You knew it wasn’t your place, although you couldn’t help but be curious about how that played out. Yeonjun basically confirmed that he’s ready to let go of her permanently and give whatever the two of you had a chance, but things weren’t as black and white as they seemed.

You knew the universe wasn’t going to make it that easy for you.

This wasn’t a modern fairytale-like one of those romance movies you’d mindlessly watch on a Sunday night where the happy endings were predictable. This was real life, and nothing about this whole situation you put yourself in was sweet, sappy nor cliché.

You were on your phone, scrolling through Tiktok until you saw a few text notifications pop up.

[Yeonjun, 12:32 PM]: Hey, how are you feeling?

[Yeonjun, 12:32 PM]: Do you need me to come over and bring you food, maybe some Advil?

[Y/N, 12:33 PM]: I’m ok, and I’m fine thanks lmao. It’s not as bad as I thought it’d be.

[Yeonjun: 12:33 PM]: Hmm, okay. Well, tell me if you change your mind. I’m about to stop by Karina’s. I owe her multiple apologies and closure.

[Y/N, 12:35 PM]: Closure?

[Yeonjun, 12:35 PM]: Yes baby, I told you.

[Yeonjun, 12:35 PM]: It’s you. It’s been you from the moment I met you. I realize that now.

You yeet your phone away on your couch out of utter disbelief and anxiety. It’s like cupid had possessed Yeonjun to start treating you the way you always wished he would, but now that it was happening it was just…fucking insane. You realize you can’t just leave him on read, deciding to send him a corny ass emoji because you didn’t know how to reply to him.

This new dynamic would take some time getting used to, and just as you forgot all about the fact that Juyeon would be coming over, your doorbell rang.

You jolt up from your couch as your heart started to beat uncontrollably fast. You quickly make your way to your front door, straightening out your clothes before you opened it slowly, and there he was. Lee Juyeon, as beautiful and put together as always.

He looked at you a little puzzled, and you didn’t really know how to greet him either, so you just stepped aside to make room for him. “Please, come in.”

Yeonjun was already in Karina’s dorm building, taking the elevator up to her place unannounced because he figured that it’d be better that way. He arrived after her roommate Giselle, let him in without suspicion. He guessed Karina didn’t tell her yet because she wasn’t hostile towards him and basically told him to make himself at home before she left to go to her afternoon class.

He knew Karina’s schedule by heart, not because he was that interested in where she was at all times but because knowing her schedule made it easier for him to sneak around with you in the past.

It was sick, and he knows that. But it did come in handy right now to keep the element of surprise.

She arrived shortly after him. He was sitting on her bed, lost in thought about how this conversation was going to play out, thinking of everything he wanted to confess to and talk to her about, but his thoughts got interrupted as he heard a key twist the lock to her front door.

He sighed, straightening out his posture while rubbing his temples to then lean his elbows on his thighs as he looked down at his hands. He was nervously picking at his cuticles until he heard her bedroom door creak open.

Karina completely froze up when she saw him. She was running around all day on autopilot. Ignoring the gaping hole in her chest where her love and trust for Yeonjun used to be, but now that she had laid eyes on him again, she was reminded by the feeling of how her heart got ripped out of her chest last night.

“…What are you doing here.” Her voice sounded hoarse, almost inaudible but it made Yeonjun look up, finally laying eyes on her.

“We need to talk Karina.” He started carefully.

“I…I’m not ready.”

He sighed, looking at her with sadness and pity. He hated how much he hurt her because she didn’t deserve any of it. But he can’t help the way he feels about you. He can’t help the fact that they had been growing apart for years, and he can’t help but be honest with her right now, because it was the least she deserved from him.

“I understand. And I get it if you never want to see me again, but I…I want you to know that I’m sorry.” He spoke as softly and slowly as he could. Trying to minimize the heartache because he really didn’t want this conversation to turn into yet another yelling match.

She looked at him with watery eyes and a trembling lip. Somehow, she wanted this all to be a sick joke, but the fact that he was apologizing and validating that her feelings of anger and sadness were correct, she broke.

She turned around so he wouldn’t see her cry, though it didn’t take long before she felt two arms snake around her waist to hold her from behind as she buried her face in her own hands. “I don’t understand.” She managed to get out between sobs. “W-why…why did you do it. I thought you loved me.”

She turned around to face him so she could look in his eyes and was met with the sight of his own watery orbs. He was biting his lower lip to control his emotions and loosened his hold on her. “Karina, I don’t know what to tell you because I honestly don’t know how it happened either…it just did…”

“It was a one-time thing, right?” She desperately tried to search for ways to keep lying to herself, but when he stayed silent she knew enough.

“How long…”

He let go of her, taking a step back to brace himself for the eruption of their biggest argument yet. “Around six months.”

Her reaction was one he didn’t expect. Her whole body went cold, shivers running down her spine to hear what she hoped was far from the truth. Her already heavy breathing intensified, and it was starting to sound like a full-fledged panic attack.

“Karina. Breathe.” He held her at an arms-length but she aggressively rejected his touch. “Was I that horrible to you?” she raised her voice. “With everything I’ve done for you, your whole fucking life I cared for you. I was there through all of it, the pain from when your mom left, the hardships you went through because of it. You’d be fucking lost without me Yeonjun! And this is how you thank me? By cheating on me with the first whore who was ready to jump your bones despite the fact that you had a girlfriend!?”

He winced at her words, getting angry at the fact that Karina called you a fucking whore. Even though her anger was justified, he couldn’t quite handle it. “…Don’t call her that.” He mumbled under his breath, though it was loud and clear enough for Karina to hear.

“Are you defending her!?”

“She didn’t know I was cuffed, I deceived her for months.”

Karina looked at Yeonjun in utter disbelief. Not believing all of these fucking revelations coming at her all at once. “The man that’s standing in front of me right now is not the man I fell in love with.”

He swallowed harshly, wondering if this was the right thing for him to say in a moment where all the blame is on him, but he couldn’t help it. Wanting to rip off the band-aid as quickly as humanly possible. “That’s the whole point, Karina. People grow apart, even us.”

“No. no we’re not.”

He scoffed. Why was she not letting him break up with her? What woman in their right mind would want to stay with someone who has lied and cheated on them for half a year? It’s not like he was up for boyfriend of the year either. He had detached himself emotionally way before he started to sleep with you, so why would Karina want to keep herself in a relationship where she was treated like shit, and then some.

“Karina how could you still want me after everything I’ve done to you? How could you ever look at me again and not see someone who hurt you!?”

“We can go to therapy. All couples go through shit like this at some point and I don’t want to throw away my life with you. What are six months compared to our whole lives together.”

She was rambling, trying to find ways to save her relationship. Save her future and her heart.

She couldn’t take losing him. But he wasn’t even trying to get her to stay his and she knew that. By now, Yeonjun was just looking at her like she was crazy, and maybe she was. She was crazy for him.

“You deserve better,” he tried.

“Then be better!” She pleaded, leaping forward to take his hands but he didn’t let her touch him.

“I can’t.”

Karina blinked twice to confirm if she heard him right, desperation getting the better of her as tears started to stream down her face again.

“WHY NOT YEONJUN!? WHY. I DON’T UNDERSTA-”

“BECAUSE I LOVE HER.” He shouted out without thinking. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down. He bit the inside of his cheek, realizing what he had just said. Because it was true. “I love her Karina. I’m sorry.”

She looked at him even more broken than before. She had hoped that whatever the two of you had going on was based on meaningless sex and an escape from reality. But hearing this changed everything.

He was choosing you over her.

She wiped her tears away with her sleeves. Taking a deep breath as she straightened out her posture. She turned around to open her bedroom door, stepping aside to make way. “Get out.” Her voice was icy. The person in front of him right now was nothing like the girl that was breaking down in front of him just seconds ago.

Yeonjun looked at her a little puzzled. The sudden change in her demeanor scaring him. This conversation was nowhere near over to him, and he knew that it would have to be continued some other time. This was not the outcome he had hoped for, and certainly not the type of closure he wanted for the both of them.

But it was no use. What’s done is done, and there’s no turning back now.

He sighed, picking up his jacket from her desk as he walked out, stopping in his tracks to look at her one last time. “For what it’s worth. I’m really sorry.”

Karina closed the door as he left, letting herself fall on her bedroom floor completely numb and hollowed out. She bitterly looked at the picture frame of her and Yeonjun on her nightstand with tears in her eyes.

It was a photo of them as kids. They were about 4 and 5 years old, holding hands at the playground. The photo was ironically taken by his mother, which reminded her of something as shock overtook her features.

She sat up, her breathing stabilizing as she got herself up from the floor to rummage through her desks’ drawers, trying to find the letter she was looking for.

It didn’t take long before she found it, inspecting the envelope to see the letter she stole from his mailbox years ago before he could see.

Her eyes scanned the senders’ address, reading the words written on the envelope out loud to herself, realizing that their story wasn’t over yet.

“To Yeonjun, from Mom.”

“So…you didn’t know he was dating Karina?”

You shook your head. “No. I was way in too deep when I found out and…I don’t know. It was hard to leave.”

You had been talking to Juyeon for the past 20 minutes, trying to get him to understand your point of view as honestly as you could. You had apologized for the nth’ time by now, but he didn’t seem to care for your apologies. He only wanted to know facts of the timeline of your relationship with Yeonjun, so he could fully comprehend everything and judge the situation objectively.

“What a dick.” Juyeon huffed. “I’m sorry he played you like that. It must’ve been hard to see him with her.”

You looked up at him with big eyes, unable to grasp why he was being so understanding and considerate towards your feelings.

“It’s funny because we’re not even dating. We went out to dinner once and were just starting to get to know each other so I feel like I can’t really be mad at you, but I guess I started to like you more than I thought I would,” he admitted without a filter.

Juyeon was the only man in your life right now that always voiced what he was feeling to you without dancing around the subject. It was a quality you wished Yeonjun had, cause maybe if he did you wouldn’t be in this chaos chapter.

“…I like you too…I really do, and I feel terrible for lying to you,” you say insecurely avoiding eye contact with him, which he noticed.

“You don’t owe me anything since we just only started to hang out with each other but it’s…bothering me less now that I know that you didn’t willingly throw yourself at a taken man.”

You scoff, agreeing with his point of view but it still felt wrong to play the victim card. “I still decided to stay when I found out.”

Juyeon looked at you with sadness. He hated how much your relationship with Yeonjun seemed to have damaged you in ways he wasn’t able to fully comprehend. So he decided to offer physical consolation in the form of holding your hand, hoping that he wasn’t overstepping by doing so. “Y/n…you were lured into a trap that closed the second you got in. It’s not your fault for having feelings or getting attached to someone, it’s what makes you human. No one’s perfect.”

Your pupils start to shake as you look into his eyes. Dumbfounded by his wisdom and the way he was able to comfort you so easily. “You’re close to perfect,” you blurt out, making him laugh at your bluntness. It’s one of the things he liked so much about you.

He was hoping that he wasn’t making a mistake by offering you a second chance, wishing that you’d take it with both hands to see where this thing could go.

“No, I’m not. I’m really gullible and naïve. So much to the point where I want to give you a second chance.” He half-joked as he put an arm around you, moving your hair out of your face with his other hand so he could see your flustered face a little better.

“You’re willing to do that?”

“…Yes, but this time, if you want to, let’s take it slow. I think we both need time to think and you have a lot going on, especially with you know who.”

Juyeon refused to name-drop Yeonjun because any and all respect he had for him was long gone at this point. “I want to make sure you are okay before you jump into something new. So, let’s stay friends for now, and if we’re meant to be…it’ll be.” He nonchalantly shrugged, leaving you speechless once again at how mature this man was.

“I’d love that.” You nudge his shoulder. “Pal.” You giggled at the nickname you gave him, which made Juyeon's lips curl up into a sweet smile. This was the first time he heard your laugh since he had arrived, and it made him feel giddy inside.

Fuck. What were you doing to him? Silence consumed the room as he yearningly stares into your eyes. You looked back at him with dilated pupils, waiting for him to inch his face closer to yours when you caught his gaze moving down to your lips.

He laced his long and slender fingers through your hair, kissing you ever so gently, almost as if you were more fragile than glass. You started to kiss him back, and that’s when he pulled away slightly, smiling against your lips while resting his forehead on yours.

“I think it’s best if I leave now,” he whispered as he let go of you. All you could do was nod in agreement, still dazed by the fact that he kissed you just seconds ago.

You followed him to your front door, trying to wrap your mind around what had just happened and how incredibly sweet he was to you when the only thing you deserved from his was a verbal beating.

He put on his varsity jacket, turning around to see you stand there with big and insecure eyes as you looked up at him. He melted at the sight, opening his arms for you so he could hug you goodbye.

“Let’s keep in touch okay? Text me if you need anything,” he mumbled into the hug and you just nodded in his hold, not wanting to let go for some reason.

He smiled, letting go of you first to twist the doorknob so he could leave.

“Bye y/n.”

“…Bye Juyeon.”

Yeonjun had called you to tell you about his conversation with Karina right after Juyeon left that day. The fact that he told you that she was in denial and wanted to work on their relationship was no surprise to you. Though they hadn’t talked since, Yeonjun told you how silence from Karina’s end never leads to anything good, so he told you to keep an eye out in case she’d try to contact you.

For some reason, you felt like Yeonjun was leaving out important details to their conversation, but quite frankly, it was none of your business. And you were way too busy with regular classes and dance classes to care.

He tried coming over with dinner, wanting to see you and be with you but your head was so full that you declined the offer. Though he understood, Yeonjun couldn’t help but think that you were avoiding him out of anxiousness - which you were - nevertheless you hadn’t stopped thinking nor talking to him since.

A few days passed on automatic pilot like that. Your nose went back to normal, you picked up your neglected studies and hung out with Mirae and Wooyoung as well. Of course, you had filled them in on all the tea from start to finish, which made Wooyoung see Yeonjun in a whole different light.

“How are you holding up?” Wooyoung asks as he hands you your coffee to go from the small pop-up next to your University.

It was early as fuck, so you desperately needed the caffeine. “Fine. Nervous. I don’t know. I’m seeing Yeonjun again after school.”

Wooyoung scrunched his nose up, squinting his eyes at you as he clicked his tongue. “Why?”

“Because we need to talk about what happened and see…see what it means for us.” You hesitated to add the last part, but you were done with lying about anything related to Yeonjun. That shit was over with.

Wooyoung scoffed a little too loud, catching stares from fellow students as they made their way to the main lecture hall. “You can’t be serious right? You got punched in the face for a man, and now you’re telling me you’re going back to that same man…”

“It’s not that black and white.”

“No, it was black and blue.” He sassily remarks as he booped your nose. You laugh, swatting his hand away. “It’s different this time.” you timidly explain.

“How so?” He asks while cocking a brow, obviously not believing a word you’re saying and you don’t blame him, because if you were in Wooyoung’s shoes, you would’ve been overprotective too.

“It just is Woo, trust me.”

And different it was. Because for the first time in forever you didn’t have to look over your shoulder as you entered Yeonjun’s apartment building. For the first time you could just ring the doorbell instead of texting him that you were here, and for the first time nothing was a secret anymore.

You take a deep breath to prepare yourself and not even a second later the door opened, but it wasn’t Yeonjun in the door opening.

Soobin stood in the doorway, immediately letting you in. “…Thought I’d never see you here again,” he says as he followed you from the hallway into the living room.

“Yeonjun hyung isn’t home yet, he had class till five.” He casually explained, walking towards the couch to sit back down.

You nodded understandingly, awkwardly looking around the living room until you saw a spikey-looking thing run across the hard wooden floor. You yelled out of shock, jumping up on the couch to protect yourself.

‘WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?” you shout, clutching your heart as it sank to your stomach out of fear.

“That’s Odi.” Soobin retorts, quickly running after the animal to pick it up.

“Odi!?”

“My hedgehog.” He opened his hands to show you with a smile, but you just took a step back as you were still standing on top of the couch.

You give him a look of complete confusion, and that’s when the two of you burst out into laughter together.

Yeonjun had also arrived and took off his shoes in the hallway, hearing loud laughter coming from the living room. When he opened the door and saw you standing on top of the couch with Soobin holding his pet, he couldn’t help but crack a smile at the interaction.

“Oh. You’re home. Good.” You say getting back down from the couch, making a wide curve around Soobin and his spikey little friend to greet Yeonjun.

He opened his arms for you, hugging you as he kissed your temple. “What did I walk into?” he chuckled letting his hand glide down the small of your back.

Soobin sighed, putting Odi back in his cage before turning his attention back on you. “Y/n just met our pet.”

“Your pet, I wanted a cat.” Yeonjun declares rolling his eyes.

“Well, we have joined custody now so shut up and deal with it,” Soobin replied, also rolling his eyes.

You giggle at their married couple-like banter, walking over to Soobin and the suddenly cute-looking animal again. “You can pet him it’s fine.”

“I can? Won’t it hurt?”

“Nah…it’s cool.” Soobin said, proudly lifting Odi out of his cage again to show you.

Your conversation with Soobin became background noise as Yeonjun stared at the two of you warmly from afar. He looked at your smile, took in the sound of your laughter, and loved that you were finally getting along with his best friend.

Karina and Soobin were never close, something he never understood.

“I heard you got punched in the face.” Soobin teases as he sat back down on the couch while you were busy trying to entertain Odi. “Yeah, wanna know what it’s like. I remember it clearly.”

“Haa, I’m good. Sorry I asked.” Soobin says throwing his hands up as a sign of truce.

You chuckled, looking at Yeonjun again whom you catch staring at you. He snapped back to reality, approaching the two of you as he sat down on the couch as well.

“At least she knows now right? That’s something good?” Soobin questions, taking the animal from your hold again. It was weird that you were speaking about this whole situation so casually when neither you nor Yeonjun had really figured anything out yet.

You bite your lip, looking at Soobin a little funny. “I really expected you to be on her side of it all.”

“There are no sides. I honestly…never really liked her like that. She was really controlling and if Yeonjun hyung was happy enough with her then he wouldn’t have cheated. No offense. Of course, that doesn’t justify that, Yeonjun’s a dick.”

You raise an eyebrow at Soobin’s words but Yeonjun just cleared his throat. “Stop talking about me like I’m not in the room.” he says scratching his head awkwardly.

“No. Wait. This is like the first real conversation I’ve ever had with you, aside from that one time you threatened me in the supermarket of course.” You smirk as you look at Soobin again, but Soobin widened his eyes at you.

Yeonjun froze, shooting Soobin a venomous glare. “You what!?”

“…Hey…I’ll be in my room…I’ll give you guys some privacy,” He says as he scrambled to grab his phone and Odi’s cage, quickly walking out of the living room and into his bedroom to then clumsily close the door with his foot.

It made you giggle as you slouched in your seat, putting your attention back on Yeonjun who looked at you with a questioning gaze. “Was that a joke?”

“No. It was harmless, don’t worry about it. He just cares about you.” You patted his thigh to calm him down, finding it cute how worked up he got. Again, it was a new sensation for him to openly show you that he cared about you.

He fell uncharacteristically quiet, sinking back in thought as he reminisced about Karina and the way things ended with her. He felt bad for moving on so easily with you. It felt like you were always part of this household given the way you bickered with Soobin like old friends, but less was true.

Weirdly enough, he felt more guilty about being with you now than when he was sneaking around with you behind her back because this time, Karina knew, and actually got hurt.

“What’s on your mind?” you ask as you move closer to him, you put your legs over his and move his dark hair out of his face, tugging at his chin so he’d look at you.

“It’s gonna sound fucking stupid.”

“Try me.”

“I feel bad to be happy with you now that she knows.”

Your playful smile faded, suddenly feeling like the other woman again. “I’m sorry.” You tried to remove your legs from his lap, wanting to create some distance but he didn’t let you.

“Hey no. It’s not like that I promise. I made my choice. I just…hate that I had to hurt her to do so. I think that’s why I didn’t want to tell her the truth for so long. She doesn’t deserve any of this. Neither do you.”

“...Then why did you.” You try, wanting a genuine explanation of what was so god damn special about you that it was worth risking his life-long friendship and four-year relationship for.

“Because I fell for you. You’re all I ever wanted.” He laced his fingers through your hair, wanting you to look at him as he confessed once again. Something he’s been doing a lot of lately.

The butterflies in your stomach returned as you watched the corners of his mouth curl up into a charming smile. “I can’t apologize enough you know that.” He says as he leans his head back on the couch.

“I’m sorry I dragged you down with me, but I really, truly hope that…when you’re ready, you’d want to give this thing a real shot. With me,” he continues as he played with your fingers.

You sighed, not knowing what to say. You were met at a crossroads where both Juyeon and Yeonjun were holding out their hands for you to follow, and you were going to have to make a choice before both of them pulled their hands away.

“You don’t have to choose right away.” Yeonjun says to fill the silence, his words perfectly matching the thoughts in your head. “Just know that I’m not going anywhere.” He placed a sweet kiss on your forehead, and you don’t know why but you got the sudden urge to hug him, so you did.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face in his chest to hold him as close as possible. He was taken aback by the action, his body lagging like his brain, which meant that it took a few seconds for him to realize that he had to hug you back by snaking his arms around your waist.

He rubbed your back with comforting strokes, nuzzling his face in your hair to breathe you in completely so he could relish the moment.

He understood how insecure you were about your relationship with him. How could you look past the fact that he cheated on his own partner to be with you? It was fifty shades of fucked up, but he had to show you how much he cared for you somehow.

He let go of you to steal a quick kiss from your lips, moving your hair out of your face so he could look at you better. “Let me show you how serious I am about you.”

He got up with one swift motion with you still in his arms and carried you out of the living room bridal style, clumsily closing his bedroom with his foot.

(smut ahead)

You giggled when he set you down on his bed, playfully slapping his chest as he got rid of his own shirt. Your hand glided from his chest to his abs as he unbuckled his belt in a rush. You missed seeing him like this. It had been way too long since he had touched you, meaning you were entirely too horny and touch-deprived to think straight.

You got rid of your own top as he pulled his pants down, revealing his length to you in no time. God how you missed that dick.

“Turn around for me.” He coos while sweetly caressing your cheek with his thumb, and without second thought you do as you’re told. You lay down on your back, letting your head rest on the edge of the mattress with your face below his crotch. You looked up at him from your upside-down position, opening your mouth so he could guide himself past your lips.

You knew exactly what he wanted and how he wanted it, making him groan in approval when you started to pump him slowly as he slid his cock into your mouth.

“Fuck angel. Just like that.” He slowly started to rock his hips forward. Using one of his hands to grab you by your neck as he slowly and steadily fucked your throat, going a little deeper with each thrust because he knew you could take it. “Always such a good girl for me. Fuck,” he compliments, enjoying the delicious feeling of his tip hitting the back of your throat with every snap of his hips.

You hummed in approval, taking him like a champ as his pace got more ragged, but by now it was getting hard to breathe. He noticed your lack of being able to catch your breath soon enough, pulling out quickly so he could turn you back around, getting rid of your trousers in return so you could compose yourself in the mean time.

He came back up to hungrily kiss your lips to make sure you were good, just to slide back down again so he could eat you out.

He was gentle at first, letting you get used to his teasing, but his kitten-licks soon turned into a full-on make out session down there, making you moan and mewl as you felt overstimulation creep up on you.

He looked at your face contort as he heard you moan his name, grabbing fistfuls of his hair to let him know that he was doing the right thing. He smiled against your core, wanting nothing more than to feel you come undone on his cock, so he pulled away from you, which made you look down at him in bewilderment. “Not yet baby.” He mused as he situated himself between your legs to fuck you missionary.

He tapped the side of your thigh to signal to you that he wanted your legs on his shoulders just so he could fuck you deeper, so you quickly complied. Wanting nothing more than to feel him stretch you out the way only he could.

It was funny to you in the moment, you had this mutual understanding of what both of you wanted with simple taps and stares, but when you felt him slide inside of your tightness your mind went completely foggy.

The two of you went at it for so long that you lost track of time.

He was ruining you with your face down and your ass up by now, plunging in and out of you with long and deep strokes as you reached your third orgasm. If it wasn’t for your stamina’s as dancers you’d be tapping out by now, but there was something different in the way he fucked you this time.

He was being vulnerable, passionate yet rough, and to summarize the feeling, it was just the way you loved it and then some. This might have been the best sex you’ve had with him or better yet, it was the best sex you’ve had in your life, period.

He announced that he was close, which prompted you to take a new position so he could bust his load into your mouth without having to ask. He smirked as he pumped himself a few more times, throwing his head back as he came on your tongue with loud grunts and heavy breaths.

He looked down at you to see you swallow his cum with dark eyes. It might sound delirious, but it somehow made him feel proud. He smirked down at you, tugging at your chin to leave a sloppy kiss on your lips. “That’s my baby.”

(end of smut)

An hour later you were still naked, situated on his chest as you talked about the fact that you had to get going soon. You had class early in the morning, and no matter how much you wanted to stay, you knew you couldn’t. “That’s cute.” You say as you play with the beaded bracelet on his wrist. He lifted his arm up so he could assess it, taking it off to put it on your wrist instead. “Here, keep it.”

You give him a funny look, but he ignored it with a smile, fumbling with your fingers to amuse himself.

“You know…I can finally take you out on a real date,” he realizes as he drew figures on your bare back, thinking about the ways he was finally able to spoil you from now on.

You look up at him, propping yourself up on your elbow. “I like sushi.”

He chuckled with a nod, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “Got it.”

You reluctantly got out of the bed, making Yeonjun whine as he tried to pull you back in, but you didn’t let him. “Ah, come onnn.” You whine back. “Let me go.”

He sat up, kissing a trail from your lower arm to your shoulder as you tried to escape his touch. “Yeonjun…come on.” You whine once again, and this time he let go with smiles and giggles. It was disgustingly cute. And everything you wanted. “Fine. But I’m taking you out for dinner tomorrow night. No debate. Wear that red dress you wore a while back. I loved that shit.” He says as he licks his lips, already thinking about ways he could take it off of you later that night.

You roll your eyes, putting your top back on. “Okay.” You mindlessly agree, making a boyish smile creep up on his features as you continued to dress yourself.

He also got up to put his boxers back on so he could walk you to the front door. “Cool, then…it’s a date?” he asks for confirmation and when you smiled at him with a shy nod, his eyes lit up.

“Yes, Yeonjun. It’s a date.”

You arrived at your apartment, completely love-struck and giddy inside. It felt like you were 15 again, excited and happy about a boy you kissed and somehow you were completely fine with it.

For the first time since you met Yeonjun you were finally taking steps in the right direction.

You look at the clock to see that it was 8 PM already, you didn’t have dinner yet, so you just decided to order take-out for convenience. After tidying up your place, your doorbell rang, so you mindlessly opened the door with cash in your hands but when you saw who was standing in front of you, your heart nearly fell out of your fucking ass.

“…Karina?”

“…Hey. Can I come in?” She calmly asked, staring into what seemed like your soul.

“…I...Uhm…” you stutter.

NO? Of course not.

“Yes…come in,” you say as you awkwardly step aside.

She walked in, looking around your place since it was the first time she stepped in here. To her surprise, it looked neat. She had painted this picture of you being a monster living in some type of ghetto ass apartment just so she could ease her own mind but less was true.

She put her purse down on your dinner table and crossed her arms which made you take a deep breath, giving her a puzzled look. “…Why are you here?” you set the money you had in your hands aside on your countertop and that’s when she spotted Yeonjun’s bracelet on your wrist.

It made her stop in her tracks, biting her lip as the urge to punch you in your face was creeping up on her again, but she had to keep her cool. She came here with a reason.

One you weren’t going to like.

“You were with him?” she asked, but you ignored her question, raising your eyebrow.

“How do you even know where I live…”

Karina shrugged, not wanting to tell you that she has used her parents’ resources to find out everything about you.

“I came to ask you to leave Yeonjun alone.” She says as she cuts to the chase.

You can’t help but scoff, crossing your arms as you start to fumble with the beads of Yeonjun’s bracelet. “…Which part of him not wanting you anymore did you not understand?”

Karina bit her lip, suppressing her anger because she knew that if she exploded, it would drive Yeonjun even further away from her than he already was.

“You need to let him go y/n. I promise you, it’s better that way.”

“Karina…leave my fucking house. Please.” You roll your eyes and turn around, not wanting her to give you any more of your time.

“No,” she says as she took a step closer to you. “I found his mother.”

Your heart stopped, and so did time. You turn around to stare at her for what must’ve been a few seconds, though it felt like minutes.

“You…what?”

She swallowed harshly, crossing her arms over her chest again. “His mother lives in England now. She teaches arts at some community college and hasn’t moved around since she arrived.” She explains like it was yesterday's news.

“…How do you-”

You were interrupted as she kept talking. “As you might know, my parents own major shares in the Uni he attends. They pulled some strings, and we might be able to do a study abroad there, so he can find his mom and get the closure he needs. But you. You’re the one that’s keeping him here. He won’t go with me as long as you’re in the picture.”

You let her words sink in. Completely overwhelmed with all of this information.

“How do you know Karina?” you tried once again. Not knowing what else to ask her except for the most pressing question of all.

“That doesn’t matter. What matters is that he shouldn’t have to choose between you and a potential relationship with his own mother. So, leave him, while you can, It’s what’s best for him.”

You couldn’t believe your ears. The fucking audacity this took from her was on a whole other level. This isn’t what’s best for him. It’s what is best for her. And suddenly you realized something.

“…You said she hadn’t moved since she arrived…did you know? All along? And you didn’t tell him!?” you were raising your voice at her at this point, but she looked at you unfazed and unimpressed. She knew she had the upper hand here, even in your own home.

“I did. But that doesn’t matter.”

Wow. The last piece of leverage she had on him was his mother. She never told him about the letter because she was scared he might have left her to find his mom in the UK. But now, the only way for him to find her was if he went with Karina himself.

“Soobin was right. You’re fucking sick.” You say as you squint your eyes at her. Trying to control the rage that was boiling in the pit of your empty stomach.

“Maybe. But at least I’m not a homewrecker.”

She left you in shambles as she retrieved her purse from your dinner table again. This was a much quicker visit than she had anticipated.

“If you care about him the way you say you do, you wouldn’t let him choose between you and his own mother, right?”

Your eyes started to spew fire at her words, turning around to open the door. “Get the fuck out.”

“Sure, y/n. Whatever you want.” She rolled her eyes, making her way out of your home with confidence.

She stopped in her tracks when she got to eye level with you. “End it now. Or don’t and live with the fact that your half assed relationship would be the reason he’d miss out on closure or even a relationship with his mother. Your call.”

She left without another word and you slam the door behind her. You wanted to scream, not believing what just happened to you, and that right after you thought you were finally getting somewhere with Yeonjun.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you retrieve it, but when you see his name on your display with the messages attached to it your eyes started to fill with tears.

It was a voice note.

“I can’t wait for tomorrow night. I made a reservation at 7. So be ready at 6.30 alright?”

“Oh and, I know it’s fucking stupid to say it over text like this but I’m serious about you y/n. I know you’re probably sick of these dumb-ass confessions but…I haven’t felt this hopelessly in love in a while and I can’t wait to show you with actions instead of words. I’m all in, Remember that.” He stayed silent for a while, but what he said next was something you never imagined him to say.

“Goodnight baby. I love you,”

Part IV

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silverflame2724 · 3 years

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WWX doesn't die, he is found and taken captive by the Jin Sect but spends 13 years in a coma under lock and key until he wakes up to interrogate. When the truth about the JGY is revealed, JL recruits LWJ to ferret out whatever else the Jins had been hiding, discovering the still comatose WWX. WWX is taken to Gusa in hopes of waking him up no one has much hope but then WWX stirs when LWJ plays Wangxian...

Jin Guangshan was, to put it lightly, pissed when they brought back a comatose Wei Wuxian from the Siege. After all, what he was after was Wei Wuxian’s genius. His inventions. And how could they possibly access them with him asleep?

Jin Guangyao had considered torture, at first, to try and wake him up. And he tried to get his subordinates to do it but they couldn’t even get close, intimidated by the resentful energy-soaked aura emanating from Wei Wuxian.

So Jin Guangyao had taken it into his own hands.

…….And failed miserably.

He couldn’t even touch the unconscious man before resentful energy lashed out at him, leaving deep, viscous, slow-healing wounds all over his arms. And any means of torturing him out of sleep from a distance was taken out of his hands, literally, by resentful tentacles.

When he brought Xue Yang in to try and wake Wei Wuxian up, the resentful energy he commanded made the situation a whole lot worse as the resentful energy leaking from Wei Wuxian wrapped him up protectively and crystalized the man in resentful energy.

“Well!” Xue Yang exclaimed cheerfully. “This is quite interesting. I’ve never seen resentful energy act so protectively before! And as much as I’d love to study this, I don’t think the resentful energy is willing to let me get close.” Just as he said this, a tentacle whipped out and sliced across Xue Yang’s cheek.

Jin Guangyao sighed, herding Xue Yang out and locking the room up. Wei Wuxian will have to wake up eventually. I just have to be patient. The injuries Wei Wuxian had weren’t terrible and with how strong Wei Wuxian’s golden core was, it’s only a matter of time before he heals. Perhaps he’ll wake up then.

But he didn’t. He never did.

...................................

After all the lies had been revealed and Jin Guangyao had been condemned and killed, Jin Ling decided to look through Jin Guangyao’s belongings, just in case there was more forbidden stuff that needs to be taken care of. Of course, he didn’t want to go in without any protection cause who knows what’s there! (Maybe there was another Wen Ning?) So he asked Hanguang-Jun to help him. He would ask his jiujiu, but he had been oddly despondent after hearing Jin Guangyao’s taunts that none of this would have happened had he trusted Wei Wuxian more. So asking jiujiu was out of the question!

Besides, Hanguang-Jun looked like he needed something to do.

In the end, they found a lot of stuff pertaining to demonic cultivation and restoring the Seal. As well as a warded diary containing dirt on a lot of sect leaders.

As Jin Ling wandered around, he heard a sudden shaking and worried about an earthquake until he turned around to see Hanguang-Jun staring at the entrance to a room that wasn’t there before. As soon as the man stepped in, he made a wounded sound that Jin Ling had never heard before before rushing in.

Jin Ling had the inkling that he probably shouldn’t follow, but curiosity got the better of him.

The room looked well-furnished and had all the makings of a bedroom, but that’s not what caught Jin Ling’s attention. Instead, it was a man encased in black crystal.

“Wei Ying.....” Hanguang-Jun seemed to sob. “Wei Ying......”

Wei Ying? As in, Wei Wuxian? My supposed deceased Dajiu???? What the hell is he doing here? Oh wait. That was a stupid question. Looking at all the material on demonic cultivation, Jin Guangyao probably wanted to get some information about it from him......

Considering there was nothing else in the room, Jin Ling silently made his exit. He felt like he shouldn’t have seen Hanguang-Jun crying. Oh well.

He busied himself gathering the stray papers and manuscripts and stuffed them into his qiankun pouch. He didn’t want to touch the dangerous looking stuff.

There was a sound, much like the shattering of glass, and Hanguang-Jun exited the room, a pale, but breathing Wei Wuxian cradled in his embrace.

They packed up the remaining objects in the room and left. After making sure Jin Ling had everything in order, Hanguang-Jun unsheathed Bichen and left without another word. Seeing the wide-eyed gazes of a few Jin elders, Jin Ling sighed. Wei Wuxian’s survival probably won’t be a secret anymore now.

...........................

Lan Wangji could hardly believe his eyes when he first saw Wei Ying. He had thought he was dreaming or this was some cruel sort of curse. But it wasn’t.

The feel of the resentful energy coursing throughout the crystal literally shocked him so he was sure he wasn’t dreaming. He touched Wei Ying’s face through the crystal.

“Wei Ying.....” He cried. “Wei Ying.....” You’re alive. You’re really alive.......

After some time, he pulled himself together. He had to figure out how to transport Wei Wuxian to Gusu to figure out how to break the crystal......

The crystal shattered abruptly, startling Lan Wangji. He was about to catch Wei Ying, when the resentful energy did it for him, causing Wei Ying to float in the air for a bit, before carrying him over to Lan Wangji and dropping him in his arms.

Lan Wangji was bewildered at the resentful energy’s actions, but nevertheless, that solved the issue of getting Wei Ying out of here.

He barely registered Jin Ling fluttering about the room, absentmindedly sealing and packing away the dangerous objects. He helped Jin Ling settle the items they found in the secret room before taking off to Gusu without another word.

Wei Ying did not wake up no matter what anyone did. Now that he had been absolved of any and all crimes had been accused of, his uncle had allowed Wei Ying’s presence, in fact, even looking quite guilty. Lan Qiren had been the loudest voice in the Lan sect about ridding the world of Wei Ying.

But three days passed without any change to Wei Ying’s state.

Most healers had given up hope, some even citing that the damage to Wei Wuxian’s soul was probably too great to ever allow him to awaken--not that they could check that. They all said that he probably didn’t want to wake up. After all the cultivation world had done to him, Lan Wangji wouldn’t blame him.

But he was human, he was selfish. He wanted to hear Wei Ying again, no matter what.

Sitting by his side, Lan Wangji brought out his guqin, playing a song he hadn’t touched in over a decade. He poured all his love, all his longing and passion into the playing, hoping that maybe, Wei Ying would hear it and answer.

It was just wishful thinking. But Lan Wangji had spent thirteen years wishfully thinking that Wei Ying was alive and he was right.

He just.....He wanted---

A soft groan broke the air and Lan Wangji stopped playing, rushing over to Wei Ying’s side.

Wei Ying’s hand twitched and his eyes fluttered.

#mdzs #grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation #wei ying #wei wuxian #xue yang #jin guangyao #jin guangshan #jin ling #lan zhan #lan wangji #little angst #hopeful ending

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jingyismom · 3 years

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Happy birthday Lan Jingyi!

word + mood prompted minithreads part 1:

river + sleepy

The sun is high and insects buzz all around their boat. It's too hot to be anywhere right now, but Jingyi supposes the river isn't the worst place to be. He squints up at the disciple steering them.

"We're not gonna hit any rapids or anything right?"

She shakes her head with only a slightly pitying look. Jingyi ignores it. How is he supposed to know river topography? He's not a fish.

Mm. Fish.

"Sizhui, are you hungry?"

Sizhui does that thing where he is Not Rolling His Eyes. "No, Jingyi, I am not hungry half a shichen after eating."

Jingyi sighs. It's too hot is what it is. He yawns.

"Well if there's no excitement and no food, I'm taking a nap."

Nobody says anything. He takes this as enthusiastic support, and stretches out against the side of the boat.

"Wake me when something interesting happens."

"With Jingyi asleep, how could anything be interesting?" Sizhui deadpans.

Jingyi lets his fingers trail in the cool water, smiling. He reaches back to lazily flick droplets at his friend and listen to the quiet, indignant sound he can't keep from making.

"Such a good point," he says. "Wake me when you miss me."

There's a beat of silence.

"Then don't go to sleep."

Jingyi huffs into his sleeve to hide his embarrassed flush.

"Can't hear you. I'm asleep already."

"Apologies."

Jingyi can hear the grin in his voice. It's nice. He sleeps.

ramen + anxiety

The dorm is far too quiet, and it's driving Jingyi out of his mind, but he knows he can't put on music and do calculus at the same time. It just doesn't work. Not that his brain and calculus work all that great anyway, but the point is, he's trying. Really, he is.

His phone buzzes and he grabs it so fast he almost fumbles it across the room. It's a text from Sizhui.

"What are you eating?"

Jingyi lets his head drop to his desk. What time even is it? Like 6?

He checks. It's 9pm.

"Ramen," he types back, defeated. It's all he has.

Or at least, he thinks he has a packet left. He's not sure. He's been too busy to keep track. Between classes, and training, and service hours liberating old ladies' cats, he's hardly had time to breathe. And now he has a test, not a quiz, a TEST, and it's tomorrow MORNING, and he doesn't even know what he's doing with half the material.

And it's 9pm. And he /thinks/ he has ramen. He may just starve.

He stares at his textbook for another interminable period of time until his phone buzzes again. It's Jin Ling, this time.

"come downstairs. bring ur miserable ramen."

Jingyi shoots out of his seat and throws on a sweatshirt. He's not entirely certain he wants to deal with whatever Jin Ling has in mind but it's better than sitting here staring into space. He grabs the ramen and half runs downstairs.

The teeny tiny kitchen is full of people. Sizhui is chopping vegetables. Zizhen is boiling water and heating oil in a pan. Jin Ling is sitting at the table, arms crossed, bowls and utensils and more packets of ramen spread like tarot in front of them.

"...Hey," Jingyi says, a little overwhelmed.

"Hey!" Zizhen calls, jiggling the pan as Sizhui throws something green into it. "Heard we're having ramen?"

Jingyi sinks into the chair across from Jin Ling.

"Yeah,” he says, grateful beyond words. "It was all I had."

rabbits + longing

"You shouldn't slouch," says Sizhui, "you're supposed to be setting an example."

Jingyi motions vaguely at the little disciples filing off the practice field, then leans his head on his fist. "They're not even looking."

"Hm."

It's disapproving sound. Jingyi glances at him sidelong.

"What, no speech?"

Sizhui gives a little shake of his head.

"Am I too pathetic for dignity? Is that what you're saying?"

Sizui frowns hard. "No. Of course not."

"I am," Jingyi insists.

He sprawls on his back along the low wall on which they're sitting. "I'm pathetic. I can't think. I can't eat. I can't even teach basic sword forms. Sizhui, how am I supposed to be a person anymore."

"Jingyi," Sizhui pleads.

"No, I'm serious. All I can think about is-- is his hair. And his smile. And you know, you know how sometimes he just-- he smells like rain? How does he do that? I'll never even know because he hardly knows I exist. How am I supposed to exist?"

Sizhui sighs. Deeply.

"I don't know what to tell you. I wish I did."

"I just--" Jingyi breaks off, horrified by the crack in his voice. "Oh fuck, I just really...I want...I don't know."

Pressure builds in his chest, familiar over the last few weeks. He feels like he might burst. He presses his hands to his eyes, determined not to cry over this. Well, not again.

"You know, Hanguang-jun would say that the world itself is enough to live for, even when it's hurting you."

Jingyi peeks at him out of one eye. "Did he say that? When?"

"Last year," Sizhui says, looking at his hands.

He doesn't have to say more. Last year was especially hard for Sizhui. An extended family trip with his undead cousin helped, but really, how much can something like that improve things?

"Well, if Hanguang-jun said it..." he says, wry. It's a common refrain, but not entirely reassuring just now. "Still, I--"

"Hanguang-jun!" Sizhui says, standing.

Jingyi scrambles to follow, straightening his rumpled robes. "Hanguang-jun."

HGJ is striding toward them out of the trees. Jingyi hasn't seen him alone since Wei-qianbei came back. He hopes everything is still okay.

"Sit," he says when he reaches them. They sit. HGJ stares at them, then glances around the empty field. "Behind the wall, on the ground."

Jingyi exchanges a glance with Sizhui, but they both clamber over it to sit behind. HGJ walks around it, stately, and then goes to his knees in front of them.

Jingyi stares, breathless, absolutely certain they're about to receive some great cultivation secret, perhaps even the key to immortality. HGJ is so serious, and careful, and has never asked him to join him somewhere private before. This is it. It's happening. He doesn't know what it is but it's happening right now.

"Be careful," HGJ says. "Do not frighten them."

Jingyi nods. He'll be so careful. He doesn't know who not to frighten but he'll work on it-- he's generally not very intimidating anyway, it should be fine.

HGJ leans toward him. He extends his arms.

And deposits two small, round, perfectly white bunnies in Jingyi's lap.

"H-- Hanguang-jun?"

Jingyi stares at the creatures. They're warm, and look very soft. They seem sleepy.

"When you feel better," HGJ says, "Sizhui will show you where they live."

Jingyi looks up at him, at the serene expression on his face, and his earlier resolve crumbles.

"Th-thank you Hanguang-jun," he says, wiping tears and snot off his face.

"Mn."

HGJ stands and takes his leave. Sizhui pats his arm. The bunnies nuzzle his hands.

affection + congee

After one of the most miserable nights of Jingyi's life, the rising sun shines into his eyes. He rolls over and pulls the blanket over his head. Everything is awful. His head hurts. His face hurts. His throat hurts for some reason? He can barely breathe.

He feels like a boiled cabbage. He knows he should be getting up, Hanguang-jun will expect him to be at breakfast with everyone else, but he just can't. Not yet.

He pouts to himself, whimpering pathetically as he pictures Hanguang-jun’s disappointed face. He can't survive it.

He hears the door open, and forces himself upright, trying not to list to the side.

"Up, 'm up," he says, and tries to get out of bed.

He can't really see out of his watery eyes but he assumes it's Sizhui come to collect him.

"Aiyo, get back in bed you little nuisance, your thumping around will wake the whole inn," comes a different voice entirely. Brisk hands push him down and pull the covers over him. "That yao really did a number on you, huh? Who's ever heard of a sinus infection curse?? Bad luck."

"Not luck," Jingyi says, mulish. "Pushed Jin Ling out of the way."

"I know, I know," Wei-qianbei goes on, and Jingyi thinks he might be dreaming what he says next. "You were very brave, we all saw. Jin Ling is grateful."

Jingyi frowns. "That doesn't sound right."

Wei-qianbei chuckles. "Just take it. And this, here, it'll help you feel better."

A spoon appears in front of his face, full of something pale.

"Wei-qianbei," he says slowly, "is this...your congee?"

A snort. "No. Hanguang-jun made it, just for you."

Jingyi blinks up at him. "He did?"

"Mhmm," Wei-qianbei nods, his mouth pressed tightly closed.

Jingyi has a feeling he's being made fun of. He pouts, but takes the spoon and puts it in his mouth.

"Wow. Good."

"Of course it is, I made it."

Jingyi gapes. "You--"

Wei-qianbei ruffles his hair. "Someone had to take care of you and I drew the short straw. Eat up, and you /will/ feel better, alright?"