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xxkissesforchanniexx · 1 month

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Pairing: childhood bff!Chan x fem!reader (non-idol au) Word count: 3.4k Genre: Fluff 🥰💖, Smut 🔥❤️ (angst if you squint) Warning: Weddings... (lord help me), pro best friend chan, mentions of familial favoritism, semi rough sex? , soft dom!chan, sweet name calling(babygirl, princess), slightly jealous chan, comfort, lord someone teach me how to make better warnings, i think thats all? (someone needs to teach me to proof read.)

A/N: THANK YOU FOR 100 FOLLOWERS I LOVE YOU <3 I'm working on improving the formating of my works so >.> bare with me if some of the stuff doesnt translate over well on different devices, especially the text message part >.>

When you were young, you often got compared to your sister, your sister who loved pink and poodles and tutu skirts. She was younger than you by a year and yet, she always out did you, always was a step ahead, always beating you in everything. Yeah, you loved her, but the pain of comparison drove a wedge between you two.

You were 5 when you met Chan. He was very silly, always playing games and smiling, you happened to attend the same school and after he stood up for you against an older boy at the park you two were inseparable.

Chan, who sang for you. Chan, who shared his food with you. Chan, who taught you how to dance. Chan, who teased you for acting like a nerd. Chan, who was your best friend.

Chan was sitting on the couch in your apartment, watching a cringey romantic comedy with you when your phone rang. You gave it a glance and cringed, your grandmother's name appeared on the screen with a image of the woman with an almost plastic smile.

"You should probably answer." Chan said, "Would make it worse if you didn't."

You gave your best friend a side eye. "Nah really?"

He laughed lightly as you answered the phone.

"Hi, honey, you are joining us this year for the whole family get-together aren't you?" The old woman's voice came through the speaker to your ear.

"Of course Grandma-" You started.

"That's what you said last year, and you didn't come."

You made a face, the reason you hadn't gone was because you were sick. "Things happen Grandma."

"And the year before that?"

You pursed your lips, glancing at Chan. You weren't avoiding your family really you were just... avoiding the conflict that ensued when you were with your family. And by conflict you meant the constant onslaught of questions and disappointed looks you got whenever your family asked about anything you were doing with your life.

"And anyway, it's been so long since we've heard from you, we want to see how you've been, keep the family together, bring new people in along the way." Your grandma sounded so happy.

"What do you mean?" You were confused by the "bring new people".

"Oh dear. Did your sister not tell you?" Your grandma sighed, "She has a surprise for us this year."

You sighed. Your little sister always was one better than you, or two, or ten...

"Y/n?" Your grandma's voice brought you out of your daze and Chan leaned forward looking at your face.

"I'll be there this year grandma, I promise."

"Alright. Bye bye honey."

"Bye..." You said in a small voice hanging up.

Chan smiled slightly at you. "So?"

"Help."

His eyes widened slightly before darting around. "You know I really would if I could read minds but it's awfully sad I cant."

You rolled your eyes at the man. "My family dislikes everything I do."

"And?" Chan leaned back, raising a brow.

"They don't dislike you."

"What are you trying to do here?"

You clasped your hands and gave your best friend the most innocent pure pleading gaze. "Come with me, so they won't hate on me."

Chan made a face. "No-"

"I'll pay for the wifi in your apartment for the next two- four months." You grabbed your friend's big hands in yours, "Please!"

"Just because they don't hate me doesn't mean they won't hate on you." Chan said exasperated.

"BUT they'll find someone to compare to you so I won't have to be put down by this." You give him a pleading look.

"Y/n. I've done a lot of dum shit before this is my limit."

"Channie!" You begged. "Come on! I'll pay your netflix subscription too!"

Chan groaned. "Fine! You're making me feel guilty."

"AH! You're the best Chan." You smiled hugging you friend.

He rolled his eyes and patted your hair. "You're lucky netflix is expensive."

So there you were dinner, with your family, your grandmother quick to jump and compliment Chan and compare your father and uncles to him when they were his age. Everyone complimenting your sister and asking her what the big news was. Your dad looked about ready to leave when your younger sister stood. tapping her spoon against her glass gently.

You looked at her, she smiled at you, a smile you couldn't read.

"I have a big announcement to make." She looked at her boyfriend. "Well.. we have a big announcement to make."

"What is it dear?" Your mother asked.

"We're getting married!" Your little sister jumped and smiled. Everyone started clapping.

The initial excitement and congratulations ended, leaving a gently chattering at the table.

Cue your grandmother.

"Y/n dear, what about you?"

Silence.

Everyone looked at you.

Your sister sighed slightly. "Granny, you can't pester her. Give her time, she might get married before 40."

A soft laugh rippled over the table, you stared at your little sister. She smiled innocently, your fist clenched under the table. So what if she was younger and prettier and more successful. You made a move to excuse yourself but Chan grabbed your fist under the table, you relaxed your grip and his fingers slipped between yours and squeezed gently. Your heart skipped a beat and you looked up at your best friend, smiling.

Her Majesty the Queen 01:53 She was obviously out to get you.

Butt Hunter 01:53 I agree

🐶 01:54 Go to the wedding in white.

Baby Chick 01:54 💀

. Me 01:54 I'm NOT going to my sister's wedding in white!

Beanie boy 01:54 He's giving real solutions here.

Squirrel 01:55 Just don't go?

Bread. 01:55 All you do is avoid conflict.

Squirrel 01:55 NO I DONT

Noodle Spirit Survivor. 01:56 shut up. it's 2 in the fucking morning.

. Me 01:56 Sorry Chan, we'll shut up now.

Beanie boy 01:56 Erm actually it's 1:56 AM

🐶 01:56 It's called silent old man.

Bread. 01:56 LMFAO

Baby Chick 01:56 LOL

Butt Hunter 01:56 I don't think his phone box has a silent button.

Squirrel 01:57 😭

Her Majesty the Queen 01:57 💀

You put your phone down and picked up the invitation to your sister's wedding, 4 months... all you had was 4 months to get someone to go to the wedding with. You sighed, going to the app store and downloaded for the nth time, tinder. Cringing.

You had four months to at least meet some expectations, get a nice guy for maybe a month or two, ask him to be your plus one to your sister's wedding then what? You shrugged to yourself and shoved your phone under your pillow before going to sleep.

Chan realized he was screwed, he watched you get ready for another date.

"Honestly." You sighed sitting down to put on your makeup. "I might just go with a random guy. Or maybe I could take Hyunjin or Jisung."

He pursed his lips. Was he even an option for you? What made this guy from tinder so important you had to doll yourself up to go see him. Chan bit his lip, you were his best friend, he could fix the problem, he could be your plus one, he could ask. but he didn't. He was too scared to.

He remembered his conversation with Changbin and Minho a few days earlier. Maybe he was being too much of a pussy. He'd known you for ages, he knew how you liked your coffee and the music that calmed you down, he knew what part in silly romance movies made you cry, he knew when you were uncomfortable and when you were too angry to speak.

"If you keep beating around the bush with how you feel you might never get a chance."

Changbin's words rang in his ears and he bit his lip.

"Y/n what if-" He started.

The doorbell rang as you finished applying your lip stick. "Oh, I gotta go Channie." You stood and hugged him. "Wish me luck."

"Good luck." Chan gave you a small smile and the moment you were out the door he was cursing himself for not stopping you. "Damnit."

Chan wished he hadn't wished you luck. You and Seokmin, your date, apparently hit it off. For the next two and a half weeks Chan felt like a third wheel in his own friendship with you, if you weren't on the phone with Seokmin, you were texting him, and if you weren't texting him, you were talking about him.

It really came to a head when Hyunjin invited the entirety of the group chat to go out for karaoke and you were busy with Seokmin the day off.

It hand't really been his intention to show up at your place angry, just the thought of you not just ghosting him but the whole friend group. He knocked a few times. no response.

Chan knocked again. he still got no response. Sure the key in the dirt of the potted plant hanging under the sign of your apartment number was for emergencies only, but this was an emergency. (to him anyway.)

Chan opened the door and entered your apartment, expecting to hear lewd sounds or... what else was he really expecting. But as he approached your door his heart ached. It wasn't a sound he heard often from you but it was one he could recognize any day. Chan pushed the door open slowly. You sat on your bed, hugging a pillow, eyes red and puffy, tears streaking your face, you didn't notice him until he closed the door gently behind himself.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

You quickly wiped your tears. "Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

Chan sighed. "Come here." He sat on the bed and opened his arms.

You leaned into him muttering, "Seokmin is a dumass."

"What happened?" Chan asked, rubbing your shoulder gently.

"He blocked me." You sniffed. "Out of the fucking blue."

Chan hummed softly. "His loss."

You looked up at your friend, "You're so dum."

"Nuh uh, I think I'm pretty smart princess." Chan smiled gently.

"I don't think so." You laughed softly.

He looked down at you. "'M smart enough to stay your friend."

You nod slightly, "I stayed attached to you at the hip is more like it."

"Didn't have a problem with it."

"Chan." You rubbed your friend's arm.

"Hm?"

"Go with me."

"Where?" he asked dumbly.

You sat up and flicked his forehead. "You know where."

"I don't get anything out of it." He rubbed his forehead.

"I'll uh..."

"Worry about it later." He huffed and stood, smoothing your hair. "Should we get (comfort food)?"

"I was wondering when you'd ask." You punched him softly and led the way out of your room.

The day of the wedding you were wearing a long pastel blue dress, and Chan a matching suit, it wasn't the first time you'd matched with your best friend, but this felt more special. Your grandmother and parents gave you side ways glances during the wedding procession, and once the reception had started so did your grandma's vulture like flocking.

"Y/N i really thought you would've come with someone other than Chan, maybe your sister was right you just need time." the old woman sighed.

You sucked in a breathe but Chan grabbed your hand under the table, his words making you freeze, "Is there a problem with me attending as her boyfriend?"

You turned to Chan and he squeezed your hand as if urging you to play along.

Your grandmother looked at you stunned. "What? Since when?"

"The dinner really opened my eyes, maybe guys don't approacher because I'm around, I do look like her boyfriend don't I?" He glanced at you, "Why not give it a shot?"

Your family must have heard your grandmother's cry because your mother and father came over a few moments later and you watched as Chan worked his charm, a mask on his face the entirety of the time.

Your sister looked between you and Chan, blinking quite a bit. As your parents congratulated you on not being single for the first time, you felt like you out did your sister, you looked at Chan, he smiled gently at you and your heart jumped.

After a lot of drinks and cake you decided it was time to head home.(Chan had to drag you out.)

The ride back to your apartment was quiet, you were too buzzed to speak and Chan was focused on driving.

Chan smiled softly, glancing at you. "Wasn't so bad was it?"

You took a moment before you spoke. "Did you mean what you said?"

Chan's brows furrowed, "About what?"

"Did you actually think of me like that after the dinner?" You looked at him.

Chan sucked a breath, squeezing the wheel. "Would you believe me if I said yes."

"I don't have a reason not to."

Chan pulled off the highway onto the smaller road that lead through the city and to your apartment.

"Well?" You asked.

Chan bit his lip and nodded. "I meant what I said."

You remained quiet until he pulled into your apartment complex. And even after he got you into your apartment. You stood there, looking at... Chan. Chan who knew you better than you knew yourself, Chan who always calmed you down, Chan who got angry for you, Chan who bought you food when you were sad and held you until you grew tired of it(you never did you never could), Chan your...

"You meant it?" You were completely sober now, picking up the conversation as if you hadn't been silent for the past half hour.

Chan nodded.

"Is that all there is to it?"

"No." he breathed, stepping closer to you.

"Tell me. What else?" You asked quietly.

"How do I even begin?" He laughed slightly. "I'm sorry-"

"Why are you apologizing?" You looked at him confused.

"For not telling you how I felt from the get go." he smiled, "If there's anything that makes me sleep at night it's you, if there's any place I feel safe it's with you. You make me more happy than I can describe with words alone, there isn't another person I'd be with in any life." He reached and caressed your cheek. "I wanted to fight myself when I let you go out with Seokmin. I want you, I need you, I..." He paused, scanning your face for a signal, any sign to keep going.

"You're going to shut up now when you're at the climax of your speech?" You laughed slightly.

He smiled and rolled his eyes, "I love you. I always have."

"You're really an idiot." You kissed him gently.

Chan blinked in shock. "I-"

You smiled, proud of yourself. "Now-"

Chan grabbed your face and pressed his lips to yours again, you stared for a moment before relaxing into the kiss wrapping your arms around his neck. His tongue fighting yours before he pushed into your mouth to taste you, biting your lip gently.

"Wanted to do that for so long." He breathed against your lips, pulling away slowly.

You grabbed his collar. "If you don't finish what you started I will."

Chan's eyes widened and a smirk grew on his face. He kissed you again and his hand moved to the back of your dress. "May I, princess?"

"You may." You giggled as he removed the dress and your made quick work of his buttons before he shrugged off the jacket and shirt, picking you up and carrying you to the bed.

You squeaked as he threw you onto the bed and got on top you. "Nervous?" he asked laughing lightly.

"No... Of course not." You said looking away.

He smiled and turned your head to face him kissing you passionately before he moved to suck a dark mark just next to your jaw. "So pretty, just for me."

You gasped softly and nodded. "Just for you Channie." Chan continued his assault on your neck before removing your bra and smiling at your chest, he kissed your lips gently. "This is my favorite part of you," He moved to kiss your chest, sucking a nipple into his mouth and biting gently, relishing in the cry that escaped your lips, "But this is second best."

You blushed, "Stop doing that?"

"Doing what?" Chan chuckled against your right breast, pinching the left.

"You-"

"Huh?" He kissed down your belly and bit hard beside your belly button.

"Ow-" You gasped and grabbed his hair.

"Gotta make sure they know you're taken if you wear a crop top." he murmured and moved lower kissing your thigh and pulling your legs apart. "This is mine hm? I think I waited for it long enough." He kissed your thigh before pulling your pantie off. He tossed it haphazardly over his shoulder. He took amount to admire you and you shifted slightly.

"Channie. You're staring." You muttered.

"That a problem princess?"

"Pervert." You rolled your eyes as Chan tugged you to the edge fo the bed.

He rubbed your clit with his thumb applying just enough pressure to make you moan, he smiled. "That feel good?"

You nodded, panting.

"Use your words." He said rubbing your clit a bit faster.

You moaned and tried to move away but his hand came to hold you down. "No, no."

You blushed, "Meanie."

He smirked kissing your belly before slipping a finger into you. You moan as your wall clenched around his digit, he moved it in and out slowly, thumb still working at your clit.

You gasped and bit your lip as he pushed another finger into you. He paused looking at you.

"What?" You tried to move for friction but he held you down.

"I want to hear you."

You blushed furiously, eyes wide.

Chan laughed lightly and started fingering you again, his middle and ring finger curling to find your g-spot.

You let out a loud cry and Chan smiled, he moved to kiss you, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth, he started grinding his palm into your clit as his fingers moved deeper. You moaned into the kiss and squealed, legs kicking slightly. Chan slid a third finger into you and you squirmed.

"It's too much!" You whined.

"I think you can take it." He said kissing your neck, "Just a little bit more, princess, wanna feel you cum on my hand."

You moaned louder as he pinched your nipple, sucking on the other one. You gasped as he started grinding his tented crotch against your thigh.

"Are you going to cum for me?" he cooed into your ear. "Cum for me, please, princess."

You moaned loudly as you came hard on Chan's hand.

He hummed and lifted his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean before leaning to kiss you. "You taste good babygirl." He stood to remove his pants letting them fall to the floor.

You moaned at the lewdness of the action as Chan moved between your legs, tapping his cock against your clit.

"I'm gonna make you feel good, make you mine." He said, his voice thick with lust.

You bit your lip and nodded. "Please. "

Chan smiled kissing you gently as he pushed into you.

A throaty moan erupted from your throat and Chan groaned. "Sound so pretty," He pulled out slowly and pushed in deeply, you cried out at the slight burn. "I'm sorry baby," He kissed your cheeks gently. "Can I move now?"

You nod and before you could ground yourself Chan was pistoning into you, fucking you as if he wouldn't get to again. You held onto him tightly, clawing at his broad shoulders. He moaned and squeezed your hips tightly. "You're so tight princess."

He moaned softly against your neck, kissing and biting, leaving marks that would surely become hickeys by morning, as he rutted into you over and over. You moaned louder, panting into the heated kisses he granted you. The bed creaked and slammed against the wall with the force of it all, the sound of sin slapping against skin filling your bedroom, you were positive the neighbors could hear but it wasn't like you had room to care.

Chan's hand slipped between your bodies and he began rubbing your clit. "C'mon baby. Cum for me again."

Your mouth fell open in a silent cry as he began thrusting into you harder, hitting your g-spot.

"Cum for me princess." He said through grit teeth.

Another thrust sent you toppling over the edge and you came hard, vision going white as you let out a broken cry. Chan followed quickly, his thick length throbbing inside you as you milked him for everything he had. He kept thrusting his gaze distant and glassy.

You whimpered and trembled as he overstimulated you slightly. After a few more thrusts he finally slowed down and relaxed on top of you.

"Let me take you out on a date..." He muttered against your shoulder.

"I'd like that." You said running your fingers through his curly hair.

What da cringe ending 😭 I really want to thank everyone for 100 followers LOVE YALL <3 requests will reopen soon, I'm still busy with school but I hoped you liked this it took really long to make.

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sstar-ggirl · 8 months

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The Charming Man| Neil Lewis x gn!Reader

Mars rants about things: LITERALLY LOVE HIM SO MUCH and he’s literally The Smiths coded idc what you mfs gotta say. And his favorite Smiths song is ‘Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now’ because yeah i said so. But in this fic he shades Y/N so much for listening to The Smiths bc he’s a little asshole and I love him.

Warnings: Cursing, Neil being a hater but its playful banter bc him and Y/N are childhood friends, they are in an established relationship of course, eww holding hands, EWWWW KISSING, y/n threatens Neil once but its playful banter and they are joking, pet names both cute and cringey to annoy Neil, they dance in the end bc why not :D! Neil loves the smiths but doesn’t want to admit it.

Word count:798 words

An average boring day in Gumshoe Video and there you stood organizing the tapes and sorting out what needed to be specifically on display for inviting customers, and also because there was an upcoming event for specifically dark detective movies, and he wanted to be prepared beforehand. Your head bobbed along to the song playing in the speakers, slightly swaying your hips to the song. “What she asked of me at the end of the day, Caligula would have blushed.” You were singing along to the song and then low and behold your boyfriend Neil walks in from his office “ Y’know babe I don’t know why you listen to this boring crap; studies show that music will slowly rot your brain as time goes by.” You chuckle in response to this “Neil my love, Shut up. And what study even says that? And so be honest with me Neil, you like The Smiths, and may I add, I caught you nodding along to the song literally 3 days ago.” He looked so shocked and offended at that statement, it was like you told him his movies and store suck. “I do not?? You listen to them so much it gets irritating sometimes and it’s completely normal for a human being to nod along to the sound of music even if they hate it.” You couldn’t contain yourself now. His face was red as an apple as you continued “Also this is why you love me! I’m not going to ruin your chances of the universe punishing you with eternity because you like a music group that started in England way back in the 80’s.” You jabbed him in the arm playfully. “And this is why I love you Neil, your stupid ass always seems to have a smart-ass opinion on everything I do because Mr. Neil Lewis has to be the king of the world and cinema!” And you both cracked up at the fact that you're actually right about that.

“Can I join you?” He was teasing you now and was walking towards you and placed a hand on the shelf you were organizing. You hand him a tape and continue. Then he says out of nowhere, playing with the tape in his hands instead of helping. "I love it when you’re this opinionated and you think there's nothing bad about you because you're always the leader of everything and you have to get the red crayon.” “Yeah, yeah whatever Neil, continue talking about kindergarten Neil and watch when I clock you again in your fucking nose. On the same spot too!” After that was said, he walked away to sit at the counter and his gaze stood on you. You were humming along to the song and then once you finished you dusted your hands off and walked towards Neil and held his hands swinging them side to side sort of dancing. “What are you even doing Y/N…” “Shh shut up and dance with me.” He tried to pull away, but you immediately wrapped your arms around his waist. “No, I don’t-” You cut him off with a kiss to his cheek “Come on please Neil for me, please cupcake” “No Y/N. I refuse.” “Please sweet cheeks.” You had to contain yourself from laughing as he cringed at the name you gave him “What is wrong with you Y/N?” “Come on princess, I’ll cook dinner tonight and we can watch any movie you want even the most unfathomable movies to exist.” He sighed and rolled his eyes. “Fine because that offer sounds too irresistible.” You clapped and dragged him away from the counter for more space, wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your head on his chest, He rested his arms around your hips and laid his head on top of yours swaying both of you, Neil softly started humming the song ‘The Charming Man’ by The Smiths and your jaw dropped, “So you DO like The Smiths after all!” you looked up at him and he shushed you and put your head back to its previous position, “Shh sweetheart, I was joking with you the whole time, I like some of their songs.” Your eyes rolled at that, but you couldn’t help but blush and feel content with how you two were right now.

Moving your arms to his waist and hugging him tighter you sighed “I love you, Neil Lewis. I love you so much baby.” He moved his head and gave you a kiss and you melted into and eventually pulled away for air. “I love you too Y/N L/N, you're all I need to keep me alive.” And then the moment of passion and cuteness was ruined by a customer walking in. ‘Always at the wrong moments huh?'

#i love this so much #i love him #neil lewis x reader #neil lewis #watching the detectives #neil is literally so babygirl i can't fathom it #cillian murphy x reader #marscore #LET MARS COOK 👩‍🍳

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slvtforyeo · 2 months

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It's nice to have a friend

"Call my bluff, call you "babe", have my back, yeah, everyday" Taylor Swift, Lover 2019

pairing: childhood bestfriend!yunho x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of sex, drugs, alcohol, depression, little swearing, august x betty x james love trope cameo, slight nsfw for some part just fluff and funny shits (watch out for corny taylor swift relared jokes) lmk if i missed anthing!

word count: 1,780 (crazy)

a/n: i was fucking GIGGLING when i immediately thought of yunho being your childhood friend and gOOODDD- i think that this song (it's nice to have a friend) suits this. i hope yall don't get cringey and i think this is my longest fic yet, i hope yall enjoy! (is it just me or my mood board is a little cringey)

Here you are in the cafeteria, 5th grade. Sitting alone in the lunchroom makes you feel different from the other kids. You feel lonely as fuck and you start to wonder, 'how did they become friends that fast?' 'how to communicate with them without looking dumb' 'am i even suitable to be their friend-'

Your thoughts were interupted when a bright, smiley looking guy approached you, holding a tray of his lunch while smiling at you. "Hi! Is someone sitting here? I was wondering if I could sit here, there's no more spots left."

You shake your head in response, not daring to speak any word. This kid understood your silence and sits immediately on the chair, happily eating his lunch. "Ah, I forgot to say my name. I'm Yunho!" You raise your eyebrow at his name, staring at him blankly before saying your name.

Yunho smiles at your name, already loving your voice. He knows himself that you'll be his friend, even though he thinks you're the complete opposite of him. Ah, he knows it'll change eventually.

...And it did. After a few weeks (nearly two months) of that lovely incident in the cafeteria, you started to slowly become talkative to Yunho, probably because you two found a thing that both are common for you two: gaming. He even offered you to play with him most of the time, and who are you to refuse? You're his friend now.

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8th grade was slightly making your life more difficult as you two reached puberty. It was a big jump from 5th grade, and your mindset changed too early in Yunho's opinion. Of course, you two still hangout. But he's getting worried that you're feeling down most of the time, occasionally occupied with your own thoughts that you only know what they're about, and even looking pale.

He doesn't know why, and even though he wants to ask you why, he decided to wait for you to reach out to him first because he doesn't want you to get uncomfortable. He's always right by your side. And he just wished that he's the guy you're talking about that you won't shut up.

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"Yunho, I really like this guy. Please help me confess to him- you're a guy, you know what guys like!" You groaned slightly as you pout, making Yunho cross his arms. "You do know he has girls gushing over him. If you two were seen hanging out, those girls will judge you, bully you. I'm suggesting no, I'm just protecting you." translation: nononono pls pickmepickme

After last period, Yunho comes up to you and suggests, "Heyyy! Can I walk you home?" translation: hi y/n i like u let's pretend we're walking down the aisle "Sure, Yuyu." You nod, Yunho holding your hand after. Ah, yes. The nickname you gave him made him a little giddy and he feels butterflies in his stomach. For some reason, he's allowing only you and his parents call him 'yuyu', not anyone else. You're glad, of course.

As you two were walking home, you decided to vent up to him, starting it with a sigh. "Yunho, I feel different. I feel like I'm thinking like an adult instead of a teenager." Yunho looks at you with a worried expression, placing his arm on your shoulders to cheer you up. "I'm sorry if I don't know what advice I'm gonna give you, but I am thankful that I earned your trust to make you open up to me. If you want to clear your head and get rid of those thoughts that you don't like, I'm only one call away."

You don't know why, but from the way he's literally comforting you right now sparked something inside you. Fuck that guy in your class.

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Alcohol, sex, teens being cunty are the most normal thing in 'euphoria', and maybe in your school too. The loud music boomed on the speakers as you sat in someone's couch, enjoying your own company while Yunho enjoys his time with his friends, and he stands not too far away from you.

You can't wait to graduate from all this and be free of parties and alcohol (that your friend and Yunho keeps you dragging to join them). You never tasted alcohol nor have the intention to try and drink one. So, being the gentleman Yunho is, gave you a drink that's non-alcoholic, which you were thankful for. After a while, Yunho comes back to you with a smile, sitting beside you on the comfy butt cushion (couch). "You really need to socialize, you know? I mean, not to offend you, but besides your other girly bestfriend and me, you should you know... meet new people." Sigh, here we go. Again.

"Yunho, I'm a depressed, lonely human being that can't even start a conversation with new people. I don't think people would want to hangout with someone like me. I'll definitely feel like a burden." You protest, a sigh escaping Yunho's lips. "Whatever floats your boat." "But seriously, if you want new friends, I'll introduce you to my seven other guy friends." He added, trying not to think about the so many possibilities of you falling to one of his guy friends.

And you did once you met them, and the most handsomest (is that even a word), most talented and the most caring gentle giant you met (besides Yunho): Mingi. You started to hangout with him after Yunho introduced you to him. And gaming was one of the things in common in you two, like Yunho. But Yunho's slightly upset at you for falling to his friend, and for hanging out with Mingi more than him.

Your dumbass didn't even notice it, you were head over heels for Mingi.

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Besides eating potato chips, Yunho loves to see you smile. But not with Mingi. You recently noticed that Yunho's gotten a little distant with you, but you think he's just busy with college stuff— which is slightly false. Yes, he's busy with his college life, but he's more busy worrying about you finding about Mingi's long distance girlfriend, that's gonna come home later. Too bad, you're all in Mingi's house. It was Mingi's birthday, so everyone's here. Yunho stood close to you and greeted you with a smile, which you smile back.

"Busy with college? Haven't heard about you for a week." You chuckled. "Yep," Yunho nods, looking directly at your eyes, as if he's saying something. Or not. Just then, the front door opens and a girl comes inside, greeting Mingi with a big hug. "Mingi! Babe, I missed you!" The girl greeted, which Mingi kissed her in reply. You were looking at the lovey dovey couple, and your heart was clenching. Now you know why Mingi didn't give you an answer when you confessed to him.

Yunho looks at you and Mingi back and forth, his adrenaline rush kicking in, making him drag you out of Mingi's house immediately, yelling Mingi an excuse that you had your period. Yunho guides you to the side of the street, a little far from Mingi's house. And as of now, you were crying.

"Is that why he didn't answer me? He didn't warn me that he has a girlfriend, Yuyu." You sobbed, Yunho quickly pulling you into a tight hug. "It's alright, it's fine. At least you didn't become an 'augustine' here," He joked, which you responded with a small chuckle. "I'm sorry if I didn't tell you immediately. I just found out about this a few days ago too. I could've warned you if I knew." He sighed.

"It's fine, I thank you for your honesty." You mumbled softly, letting Yunho wipe away your tears with his handkerchief. "Thank you for always being here, Yuyu." "You're welcome. I'll be here with you."

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Ah, yes. You could finally smile and breath properly and freely now, you're out of college!! Yunho's mom hosted a small party for the celebration, and the only ones here are your mom, dad, you and Yunho, and his parents. You two celebrated your graduation, eating the food the two moms prepared while the dads hang out in the garage, checking out the one's car.

You two sat beside each other as you two eat, Yunho's mom putting her glass of champagne down before asking, "So, when's the wedding?" You almost choked on your saliva, sparing a glance at Yunho before he decides to speak out. "Mom, we're not getting married." Yet. "And please, don't surprise me and her with that question. You made her choke." I wish she choked on my cock too.

Yunho's mom rolls her eyes at her son, bringing her focus back on you. "Dear, if you two can't find proper love, why not date each other?" She's right though. Eyn stayed single and barely trusts any guys anymore (except Yunho) ever sincd that Mingi incident and Yunho on the other hand, had some failed relationships because for one, it's you the one he really, really likes (loves). And now you're both on the rooftop, staring at the lovely moon. "I think my mom's right." Yunho suddenly spoke, slightly startling you.

"Pardon?"

"I think we should just date each other."

You look at Yunho in surprise, your brain processing the words he just said. I mean, the idea itself isn't bad, but you were overthinking the possible outcomes if you two date. Yunho can sense your confusion and your mind overthinking things, which you shouldn't, in his opinion.

"I'm not pushing you to date me, but please hear me out." You nod slowly at his affirmation, darting your eyes away from him to the moon, too nervous to hear his words.

"I really like you. Scratch that, I love you. When I first caught a glimpse of you in the cafeteria back in 5th grade, I knew we were destined to be friends. I approached you because I think it's awful to be eating lonely, and because I think you're really pretty. I was happy when we got close eventually, and I was excited when you agreed to being escorted while going home, almost everyday.

Besides Mingi, you are one of the friends I met in that age, I met the other guys at my teenage years. Speaking of Mingi, I was actually jealous when you two got closer a lot more than I thought. I know we don't have any label besides being best friends, but I can't help it, and I'm sorry for that. I just really like you-"

You didn't even let the poor blushing man finish his sentence before you leaned in close, your lips colliding. Yunho thinks he found heaven by now. After sharing a kiss, you confessed all your unspoken feelings to him, and he feels that his insides are gushing right now, especially his brain.

That night ended you and Yunho having a bang on his bedroom. Don't worry, both of your parents already suspected this would happen, and got out asap.

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man i think diz iz corny

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The Girl (Technically) Next Door - Carl Gallagher x Fem! Reader

Part One: Getting High / The Start

Part 2 & 3

Carl is my best friend. He we all sorts of dumb shit together. What can I say? I grew up (technically) next door, with the Gallaghers. I'm Kev and V's oldest daughter,

Y/N.

Most nights I sleep at the Gallagher's, in Carl's room. I don't mind sleeping on the floor but he insists I sleep on his bed. Everyone says it's because he has a crush on me, but he always denies it when I confront him.

Last night, I slept in Carl's bed with him. Now it's Friday morning.

C- "Hey Y/N. Ready to leave for school?"

Y/N- "Yea, just give me a sec."

I rushed out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, grabbing the breakfast Fiona made on the counter.

Fiona and I are very close. Mainly because my mom and her are best friends so we've always got along.

Carl, Debbie, and I all start in our walk to school. Me in the middle, Carl on my left, and Debbie on my right. Carl wraps his hand around my shoulder and I smile at him. Debbie pretends to gag as I chuckle at her actions.

D- "Oh get a room"

Carl smirks at me and I blush. I also have a crush on Carl. I kinda always have. I don't want to ruin my relationship with the Gallaghers tho. My family is very close with them so it would be so awkward if we broke up.

Soon, we arrive at school. Carl and I go to our locker which are right next to each other.

C- "Who's your first period?"

Y/N- "Math with Mrs. Peterson. You're in my math class." I say as I roll my eyes knowing that he knew.

C- "Oh, yea. Right" Carl blushes

After math, I have ELA (English Language Arts) and Carl has Science. We part our ways after saying our friendly 'I love you' partings.

ELA lasts two periods so after ELA is lunch. I make my ways to my locker and Carl and Debs meet me there.

D- "What's for lunch today?" Debs asks sarcastically, knowing that Fi made us all the same thing, a PB&J.

"Same thing as always" Carl and I say in unison. We do that sometimes. I guess when you grow up with a Gallagher, you learn that they're way more predictable than they seem.

Carl, Debbie, and I eat our lunch while we talk with a few other kids. We don't talk about anything important, just stupid shit kids in our neighborhood do.

After lunch, we finish off the rest of our classes and make our way home. Tonight, Carl was staying at my house. Sometimes, when Carl and I stay at my house we sleep on the floor. Other times the sofa or my bed. Dad gets weird about Carl staying over but Mom always tells me to be safe (in case we DO do anything) and she tells Dad to relax.

After dinner Carl and I head up to my room. We watch a few movies at first. Just stupid cringey movies that we both enjoyed during our childhood. Then Carl asks if I have any weed.

C- "Got weed?"

Y/N- "Kev probably has some in his room. I'll go check. Come with?"

C- "Sure." Carl responds and we're on our way to Kev and V's room to search for Weed. First I make sure that they're both downstairs. Probably banging but the more distracted they are, the better. After we find out that they're both downstairs, we sneak back up the stairs and go into their room. I search a few drawers and soon find our prize. It's already rolled and Carl has a lighter so we go back into my room and light it. Me first, then Carl and we go back and forth for a while without saying anything. A few seconds pass and suddenly Carl has his lips on mine. My heart is racing and my face is hot and red. I'm confused, wondering if this was just the Weed making him act up like this. Either way, I loved it. I quickly began to kiss back and after about 2 minutes pass I come up for air.

C- "Sorry about that. I just had an urge-"

Carl is soon cut off by my lips back on his. As he starts to kiss back, my hands sneak to the back of his neck and his go to my waist. This time, Carl is the one coming up for air.

C- "Damn, I didn't know you were that good at kissing"

Y/N- "Comes in handy I guess"

I say awkwardly before picking the blunt back up and soon passing it back to Carl.

C- "This might just be the Weed talking, but if you want,"

Carl cuts himself off and pulls a Condom out of his back pocket. I nodded so fast I embarrassed my self so damn much. Carl jumps on top of me and we start making out. I take off my tank top and sports bra as Carl takes off his T-Shirt. We continue to make out until I decide to flip us over making me top him. I take off his pants and he takes off my shorts as I roll the condom onto his length. Then, Carl flips me over and lines himself up.

C- "Ready?"

Y/N- "Y-yes"

I stutter because I'm nervous. I thought it was sweet Carl was asking tho. A lot of people think that Carl is a rude or mean person but once you really get to know him, he's actually really sweet and kind. To me at least.

Carl pushes himself in as I hold my breath. It hurts for a few minutes and Carl holds still. When I tell him it's ok to move, he start thrusting, fast. If we were on my bed, it would be shaking and hitting the wall causing mom and dad to hear. I was so thankful that we were on the floor.

Very soon, we both finish and throw the condom out, get dressed, pick the blunt back up, and go back to smoking like nothing happened.

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soulfulazrael · 2 months

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Why me not likey Stolitz and how I decide to write it

In light of recent news that the Full Moon episode will come in this lifetime and will be most definitely HEAVILY Stolitz centric I decided to make a post about what I do not like about this ship (I know, revolutionary) and how I prefer to write it and how I would prefer for it to be written in the show itself... Okay. I am not 100% honest here. Part of the reason why decided to write cringey post about a ship in a disappointing cartoon is this:

THE REASON KIDS ARE TOLD TO NOT TO TALK TO STRANGERS IS BECAUSE OF PEOPLE LIKE YOU! (Yes, Filthy Frank reference. I am not in fact saying they are some predator, I just think they are cringey enough to warrant a reference to good old days when you pointed and laughed at this shit. Do not harass them. Fuck you if you do.).

Okay. Let's get to the ship. Careful... This is going to be long. Filled with annoyance and frustartion boiling over due to collective brain damage I get whenever I see Stolitz shippers talk like teenagers in heat. Enjoy this cancer.

Stolitz has LOTS of issues. Mainly, the writing. Which is atrocious on it. And the worst part about the writing? It didn't have to be this way. Because to me all of the issues with it are amplified by how much of a missed opportunity it is. But let's not lose track. Basically the writing on it is pretty much a standard Disney fare of first sight love which already puts us in a very VERY bad position. This Ars Goetia, one of the most powerful immortal demons is all over this one Imp because they saw them once as a child as they tried to make balloon animals and saw them smile on a line. Riveting. The whole childhood thing already kills A LOT of my interest here. It's so transparent what they are doing that this is just embarrassing. It's manipulative as all Hell (yes, yes, I said Hell, get it out of your system) and adds fuck all to this relationship besides the amount of cheese to make everyone in the world lactose intolerant. And you use this kind of plot for an ARS GOETIA from HELL. WHY!? Why do this? I know it is subversive, but it is so goddamn stupid.

And the stupidest part about it is what this garbage takes away. Because, due to this DAMN ship Ars Goetia are not different in ANY way to normal Hellborn. At all. They just have magic and look like furry avian Habsburgs. All of them are almost indistinguishable from normal Hellborn aside from us being told they are royalty and them having magic. They age the same way as Imps, Hounds and Humans do and if you want to give the "HELL YEARS" excuse, let me remind it would mean in a year time in this show we would have to go to sci-fi and there would be constant wall of bodies falling from the sky every day.

Basically this robs Ars Goetia of being truly unique. They have no unique culture, they have barely any different personalities, they are just bird people. And it's a shame because woes of immortality could be explored here in VERY interesting ways and much of that could have been applied to Stolas as well which I will delve into later. All you need to know for now is that this already puts a SOLID hit to worldbuilding of this setting and makes all the more boring.

Which is what this relationship is at this point. BORING. It's boring now because now it is very clear what direction it will all go in as both Blitzo and Stolas are just pushed as this perfect for each other pair where most amount of conflict is simply "Will they? Or Wont they?" Oh Gee! I wonder what the answer is about this relationship with a character you admitted to change because you found the pairing cute. Golly Gee. I am so anxious to find out. It is simply a waste. There is NO meaningful conflict left here besides them just finding out they are perfect for one another and then beating all those meanies that are in their way and the most meaningful conflict will probably be about forcing Octavia to see how GOOD Blitzo is and how it is okay for Stolas to do what he does... I may or may not have some prior knowledges btw, but I wont say anything. All you need to know is that I want to die.

Which brings us to the most insulting in my opinion issue with both Stolas and Blitzo (O is not silent you gremlin). NOTHING is allowed to be their fault. NOTHING. Every time something seems like they fucked up is immediately forgiven, revealed to NOT be their fault or is swept conveniently under the rug under the guise of "it's just a comic relief bit" or "it's just filler". I genuinely hate that. Both Stolas and Blitzo are awful and flawed people and it would be NICE if this show LEANED INTO THAT. Because that is interesting, but instead this show wants you to root for them by making you forget they are flawed, awful people. Where everyone against them is the evil one or a friend that needs to forgive them and see how hurt THEY are. That is infuriating because it makes both of them a goddamn chore to watch as they are facing no consequences or accountability for any action they did. There is no nuance there. They are just nice people who at most have issues with communication and like to swear, have sex and cry (which doesn't make them deep). I must say Blitzo has SOME interesting conflict to him, but it's beaten down by how much this show tries to make him into some ultra cool badass who is never really in the wrong despite him acting like a complete twat. Which makes me feel like the writing team genuinely thinks like Daffy here at the end:

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And I know this is set in Hell, but it means Jack when you try to make people believe your "asshole" characters are not them. You do not embrace it. You just try to have a cake and eat it too and Viv, you need to go on a diet with how much it happens in both of your shows.

In this topic I think user named crooked-wasteland made a better case than I ever could about the way this show tries to absolve Blitzo at least. Linke here: https://www.tumblr.com/crooked-wasteland/735943916971524096/the-anti-bojack-anti-intellectualism-and-the?source=share

It's a good read that delves nicely into why Blitzo's conflicts end up being so shallow. Also adding to that post. Think about it. Barbie is made up to be the child killer, drug dealer and someone who *gasp* doesn't forgive little pure Blitzy who just wants to reconcile. It's clear who's side this show wants you to be on. Again. NO nuance. Just telling you what to think.

And then there is the side characters in this "conflict" where most characters are basically just props. Loona? Prop to make Blitzo look better. Octavia? Stolas needs some conflict, let's throw her dumb ass in (HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW STARS APPEAR AT NIGHT!? Your family's entire shtick is astrology!!). Stella? Oh she is just evil and stupid. Andrealphus? He is just evil, but actually smart! (actually no, he is also as dumb as a stump, but he speaks like he is not so I guess he is not supposed to be, but something did not pan out too well). Paimon. Boring shithead we saw a million times already and yet another shitty dad, because relationship issues and daddy issues are two things Viv apparently knows. A good video about it I have below:

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TL;DR this ship brings down SO MANY characters down the drain just to make these two look as good as possible. Where nothing is their fault and the most amount of conflict is them realizing how perfect they are for one another and convincing others of that fact I guess. And the worst part is that there has been hints of good writing for it in Season 1 at least in Ozzie's before this series decided to just quickly throw that into the garbage can.

Your best episode and you try to minimize impact it had as much as possible... I am so confused about this direction. Just... WHY!? Now for what I would prefer...

First what I think should have been done. I think this show should have leaned in more into Stolas being an Ars Goetia. An immortal, few hundred years old Ars Goetia. Because that already provides this story with a lot of possibly interesting conflict. Because this one fact would make Stolas all the more complicated as he would already be out of reach in terms of judging him by our own mortal standards. A creature that is few hundred years old that felt empty and bored over so much time of pure stagnancy that finds some semblance of joy and pleasure in the arms of an imp it would not even look at in any other way. A creature that because of it's immortality revels in such new experiences to feel a semblance of anything at all. Where it's purpose is lost to it and instead this demon takes joy in every bit of pleasurable experience that it can latch onto, but in doing so he hurts A LOT of people around him, like his own daughter and while he likes to say he cares for her he still inheritly still wants to feel alive as he is never allowed to.

That already gives Stolas on his own a lot of interesting conflict. He is still understandable in his pursuit of joy and happiness and excitement, but also showing the hedonism and pure selfishness in this pursuit. Where he throws all he has on the wind all for the sake of seeking something good for himself. Is it wrong? Is it correct? No idea. What do you think? That is the thing this series should do. ASK questions. Not answer them! Treat your audience like adults who can make up their own mind which is something this show simply doesn't do which infuriates me on a deep level.

And Blitzo. Lean in, into him being a greedy piece of garbage that gets his just comeuppance when he decides to latch himself onto this noble due to his own greed. Make it his faults that get him into this position and make him stay in it. And maybe if he does start to feel something for this demon as this other one may as well, maybe delve into WHY both of them are attracted to one another. As Blitzo could be attracted to power his position gives him and Stolas to the freedom he receives by being with Blitzo. Both of them loving more the ideas each one allows them to know instead of the people they really are and maybe have the conflict be about first them discovering those growing feelings, but then discovering what they are really pointed towards.

And there is no need to make Stella innocent either as she could be also another extreme adding to the misery, but not because of any inherited evil nature that wants her to hurt Stolas for LOLS, but instead is another victim of the immortality and status all Goetias have. Where it is almost impossible to not be on some level broken in mind.

And in this conflict it could be Octavia who is the anchor for both. A piece of normalcy as she did not live for so long and so is the most human piece in that place.

Some ideas here. And here is how I write it. Because me personally I choose to write it as Blitzo and Stolas both being attracted not to each other, but to what the other gives them. Stolas being forever frustrated about the position he never asked for giving him no freedom where he finds this one Imp that allows him to revel in his deepest and darkest desires and Blitzo being someone who deeply regrets his own decisions, but is too deep to pull out without losing all that he has gained and so pushes Stolas to be worse so he can keep profiting off of him.

Stella in this scenario is not a innocent soul either as in my version she is far more cold, distant and is obsessed with order and subjugation of others in order to elevate the status of her family which she actually cares about, but in a way that feels cruel and demanding. A contrast to Stolas who is a pure hedonist who while seeks joy and happiness where he doesn't have to be afraid is still a monster who's idea of happiness is indulging in most depraved acts without having to care for anyone.

And anchor there being Octavia who both of them care about, but is still hurt by both as both of them find it hard to look at the world in the way that is different from what they were taught and accepted through hundreds of years of their lives. Where many terrible events shaped their lives into those two extremes that have way of existing with one another without the risk of them both destroying one another as Stella wants Stolas gone for tarnishing their reputation and putting their family at risk while Stolas hates Stella for always pulling him with his leash he had to live with all his life. And Octavia through all of this has to find her own way to become someone better. Where she needs to find a path where she can possibly not lose either one and come out of this as someone better.

This is what I would prefer. A conflict where no side is really good, all of them are deeply flawed, complicated and very hard to pin as to which one is good or not. Where it is up to those in the audience as to what to think of this conflict. In another post here I made (like first one and this is second) I linked that fic so I will just say the name.

Song for the Quiet Bird. Stella/Moxxie ship fic. Yeah, I know. If you find it interesting check it out. And no. I do not say Stolitz should be written as I would want it to be. I just say this ship needs more nuance, more interesting characterization, more chemistry and interesting ideas. It needs to be less... cartoony than it is right now because so far it just feels like a dumb telenovela.

Okay... That was... a lot. I definitely did not cover everything I think of Stolitz. I have too much chaos in my head and I feel dizzy after typing all of this shait. Agree with me or not. It doesn't matter. If you read this that means you got very far into my incoherent rambling and I thank you for it no matter what you take from it.

I am just a human disaster with weird goddamn obsessions. Sorry for this being so chaotic. It's a reactionary piece of dumbassery from me. Maybe I will some day post something more coherent. If anyone cares. For now... Take care. Canon Stolitz is shit. At least for me. Disagree? Feel free to! Agreed? Sweet... Leave a comment if you have something to add to this... thing. I always enjoy that. If anyone gets this far.

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hey-kae · 11 months

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Would he care?

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x reader

a/n: the way i found this in my notes app from beginning of april and i have no memory whatsoever of writing it? What? Anw this is just me projecting my feelings onto monsieur charles after a horrendous night out probably (it was)

Warnings: angst kinda, vague, reader is not over her first love from years ago which some may find cringey, one-sided pining, kinda sucks.

Nothing ever changed.

His eyes meet yours and suddenly you’re time traveling to six years ago when his existence was the bane and the center of yours.

It was never supposed to matter this much, not enough to leave you biting onto your quivering lip as you stared from across the room, desperately trying to hold back the tears.

It was all supposed to be a passing, simple childhood crush. Your heart wasn’t supposed to skip a beat when you hear his name on the street after so many years.

Your head wasn’t supposed to snap in the direction of the sound so quickly, it might’ve just given you away, but it did. Oh, it did and there he was, smiling with glimmering eyes hidden behind a pair of glasses.

Your favorite eyes in the world, the perfect homogeneous mix of browns and blues and greens.

Nothing was supposed to happen when you saw him, but by now it’s clear that nothing was going as it was supposed to.

It started with a smile and a chuckle as you pointed him out to your friend. Because, yes… Even after all this time, part of you still got excited about seeing him.

“Charles…” you freaked out, “he’s behind you.”

It was hiding from his gaze then, laughing as you did so, then came the sinking feeling of ‘what has happened to us?’

It felt so wrong. You knew too much about him and yet you walked away like a stranger.

You knew his bad habits and good ones, his favorite foods and scents, his preferred perfume, things that made him cry, things that made him laugh…

It felt so wrong, but your heart tugged at the thought that you were among the same crowd again. It felt like you weren’t allowed to feel for him anymore.

Everyone was in disbelief when you would tell them he still means to me, hiding the true extent of the feelings. He still means everything. Everyone assumed you’d moved on, everyone told you you should. Some even found it ridiculous that something that happened at such a young aged scarred you so deeply.

And at some point, they managed to make you feel pathetic.

Would he care? Would he acknowledge you?

It felt so wrong, to feel like you were 15 again, changing everything about you to fit his taste, fumbling for words whenever he looked your way, trembling out of nerves whenever he was within seeable reach, praying he’d just give you a glance.

But nothing ever changed. This was Charles. His name was scarred onto your heart, right in the middle, labeled with pretty lettering… “the very first cut.”

He was your very first love.

Would he care? Did he know that?

Nothing ever changed, and years later, he was turning you back into the mess you were back then, without even taking a glimpse at your reddening cheeks.

You still tried to pinpoint his location in the room for the entirety of the night, just like old times. You still stole glimpses at him discreetly without even having the confidence to make your presence known.

Would he care? How would he react?

You still tried to find his friends among the masses of people. You still reveled in the sound of his voice traveling to your ears.

Just like you remembered it, only a little deeper. He has grown up, so have you, but his smile was still the same, unlike yours.

The tug in your heart when he laughed was still the same too. So was the heaviness of the feeling when his arm ended up around his girlfriend.

Different face, same heartache.

Would he care? Does he love her?

He knows how to love?

It felt unfair to think why you couldn’t have that, a person of your own. He was the one that hurt you, why did he still get to be happy? Why? Especially when you still felt wrecked by him?

He knows how to love. Oh, wow.

And just like always, the trip in time continues, back to when you heard his laugh being caused by something you did or said, back when you two were the group’s wild ones, back when he was a classmate next to whom you shyly sat.

And so the smile drops as the realization sink in.

He was a stranger who you loved.

Did you still love him? Was this just an aftermath?

Would he care? Would he know?

You forced yourself to look away. You forced yourself to think of something else. Maybe one day, it’ll come naturally, but for now, maybe you still loved him.

Would he care? If he knew, would he care?

You knew the answer, but maybe someday you’ll allow yourself to acknowledge it.

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strawberyblogs · 11 months

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HxH - Dating Adult Trio

Headcanons 🥭

Chrollo 📚🕷️🗝️

- Chrollo is very focused on the Phantom Troupe, therefore you may not see him for long periods of time. However, he'll frequently write you letters sending his love and telling you what he's doing.

- Following up to the previous one, when he's not busy with work, he'll spend a lot of time with you when he's not busy. He doesn't want to make you feel neglected, so he's very loving, and tries to make as much time for you as possible.

- Romantic gestures are his forte! He'll surprise you with gifts, dates, or attention, just to make you feel special! However, he gets weird when you do it to him and assured you he doesn't "want" anything! Way more of a giver than a receiver..

Illumi 📍🐈‍⬛🖤

- This is definitely a corny, overused trope, but Illumi is pretty much emotionless and salty to everybody...except you! (I know, let the hate comments and cringe settle in)

- It just makes sense, he has a lot of trust in you, and had to spend a LOT of time with you before dating. He progressively gets more comfortable with your relationship, and opens up to you more the longer you guys are together.

- Adding on to the "opens up to you..." statement in the previous headcanon, he randomly tells you some... incredibly horrifying stories from his childhood. He just would say it in the middle of nowhere, and act like there's nothing wrong with it. I guess that's part of being a Zoldyck...

Hisoka ⭐️💧🃏

- Hisoka is ALL for pet names. Sometimes they're cute and loving, but let's be honest, most of the time they're cringey or weird just so he can get on your nerves.

- His idea of a "date night" is very flexible. Sometimes he would want a nice date night at a fancy restaurant, but other times just staying cozy at home would suffice for him.

- Hisoka's favorite cozy date night idea would be... game night! (I know you expected it) He would most likely beat you at every game, so I'm sorry if you're a sore loser. But because he loves you, sometimes he would let you win, but the second you try to brag about it, he would demolish you in a game of Go Fish...

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Alright, that concludes the headcanons! Ive been super busy, so this is my first post in a longgg time.. Sorry for the delay, I'll be posting a lot sooner or later! Hope you enjoyed this blog, send requests, commissions are (almost) ALWAYS open!

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#adult trio #hisoka #chrollo x you #fanfic #fanfiction #anime #hxh x reader #hxh #hxh hisoka #hxh illumi #hxh chrollo #headcanon #writing #hunter x hunter #hisoka x reader #illumi x you #🍓#Spotify #SoundCloud

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rorimoon9597 · 6 months

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!Spoilers for Chalice of the Gods!

I read Chalice of the Gods and I gotta say, I loved it so much. There's just so much I want to talk about, so spoilers for those who haven't read it yet, bc I'm about to geek out over how the characters are portrayed.

Firstly, Percy. He's a veteran from TWO different wars, and the only reason why he wants to go to New Rome is because he knows that he'll be safe there, and that he can have a family with Annabeth if they live there. That's all he wants. To be safe with those that he loves, and to live his life to the fullest. New Rome is the best place for that.

He actively says that it's a nice chance of pace when he can just sleep in his room, not having to worry about his mother getting hurt by an asshole in the middle of the night. He likes being able to spend time with his family, to not have to worry about survival. He likes to feel safe.

Which is why I love how he's shown to be so tired of running around, out on quests for the gods. It's only natural for someone to want to get away from something that's the basis of their trauma, but Percy can't get away from it. He knows that.

He's also very disgusted about how Ganymede is treated, that much is clear. He decides, from looking at how Ganymede is treated by the other gods, that he made the right choice in turning down immortality. At the time, it was for a girl who he wasn't even dating yet. In COTG, he sticks to that because he does not want to leave that same girl, but also because he doesn't see immortality as a gift, but rather a curse. He's seen how it affects the gods, who think that they are all so high and mighty. There are exceptions, sure, but you gotta admit that most of the gods are narcissists.

Zeus is the largest narcissist in the entire book. He's the reason why Ganymede is scared of eagles, which are his sacred animal. He doesn't care for how Ganymede feels. He just cares about having eye candy to oogle whenever the fuck he feels like it. I think that the brunch scene, where Percy's hiding on a pastry cart and is subjected to Zeus' story of when he was younger and all alone when his siblings were stuck inside of Kronos' stomach is a very clear sign of that. He's playing it up, trying to get pity points or something, but all he's doing is annoying everyone else.

To be honest, I love how Rick showed the Big Three. We have Zeus, an obvious airhead who is narcissistic, which fits with his whole thing of being the sky god. Poseidon is much calmer than Zeus, not narcissistic like his younger brother. He reflects the nature of the sea - often unpredictable, going from gentle waves that are perfect to swim in to towering waves meant to kill. Poseidon is more fun, more caring, yet still easily angered (I think that the main reason why he was saved from being killed in one of the books is because Poseidon clearly cares about his child, and will go bat-shit crazy if he was murdered). He cares about Percy, even if he can't show it. He always watched over his son, and will continue to do so as Percy breathes.

Hades is probably one of my favorite gods out of the Big Three (I only really hate Zeus though, so that probably explains it) because, like his brothers, he reflects his domain. Sure, he's dark and gloomy, but he's more grounded than his brothers are. He doesn't kidnap pretty mortals like Zeus and he's definitely that guy who gets consent before sleeping with someone (his relationship with Nico and Bianca's mother is too strong to be something born from anything but consent, because she is shown to actually love Hades to some degree. He's not someone who does things like have children with mortal women without their permission.)

Some people say that the book is cringey, that it's not as good as Rick's other books. Those other books are about a kid thrust into war too young, his childhood ripped away from him the moment he's born. This one is about a teenager who is dealing with the after-effects of that, trying to navigate life as normally as possible when it's insanely impossible when he's a demigod. All Percy wants is peace, to live with Annabeth and grow old with her and Grover. That's why Rick wrote it. As an aspiring author myself, I can appreciate the beauty of a story where all the main character wants is to rest from a traumatic life.

Remember that this is my opinion, and that you're all free to have your own. I'd actually love to hear what you guys think of it.

#I really do like the book #it's a masterpiece in its own right #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #the chalice of the gods #chalice of the gods #annabeth chase #nico di angelo #grover underwood #pjo

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bisexualbard-writes · 5 months

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I’ll send you one of my fave tropes and one of my least fave tropes for variety 😂. You can pick which one you wanna talk about

Fave trope: childhood friends-to-lovers

Least fave trope: whatever you call the flower shop owner X tattoo shop owner thing (i don’t like this trope because it usually very boring. Like there’s usually little to no plot besides the flower shop owner character going “oooo the neighbor has tattoos 😳” and a cringey overuse of flower language and I just don’t understand the appeal)

OKAY, so I already have an outline for childhood friends-to-lovers kimchay which I'll dig up later, so lets talk about flower shop x tattoo shop owner aus. My original thought was: Chay is the sunshine that runs the flowershop, Kim is the moody one who runs the tattoo parlor, Chay is all ohh ahh the neighbor has tattoos 😳, Kim is like ooh ahh the neighbor is very cute let me find an excuse to keep going over there and buy flowers. This would be a cute fic! But WHAT IF we flip the script and INSTEAD: Kim runs the flower shop. It's a front for money laundering because people are often paying in cash and flowers wilt unpredictably, so it's easy to mismanage the books. It's also a front for Kim, family assassin, to import and process poisonous flowers for the family. Chay runs the tattoo parlor next door - he specializes in whimsical tattoos. Most of his designs are puns: bees on your knees, cartoons of potted plants saying "leaf me alone". The kinds of things your parents would miserably ask you why you would get it if it doesn't even have meaning. Kim has a tattoo of a vine he's been adding to since he was a teenager. It started at his ankle, and has been working its way up his leg, thigh, and back. Each time he kills someone he adds a flower onto the vine, either representing the poison he used to kill them or something in flower language about why they deserved to die. His normal artist moved, died or otherwise became unavailable, so he goes to Chay's place. At first he decides it's not the right place for him to get this super meaningful tattoo, but Chay's art is beautiful and he proves he can do serious material as well.

So he goes in regularly to get murder tattoo added to, and slowly over the course of their sessions Kim begins to relax and fall in love with the way Chay laughs. Kim opens up about how he wanted to do something other than his current career. He once wanted to spend his life adding beauty to the world. He stops making poisons, he stops working assassination jobs. He starts singing again as he makes the bouquets in his shop. He still goes to see Chay, but he doesn't add any flowers to his tattoo. Instead he lets Chay doodle whatever comes to mind. Kim gets a cat on his ankle and stars on his neck, and lots of other things that are meaningless and silly and dumb, but really they're beautiful and they make him smile, so they're the most meaningful.

(send me a trope, maybe one you hate, and I'll tell you how I'll kimchay it)

#kimchay #flowershop / tattoo parlor au #bard writes #ask game

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absolutebl · 15 days

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any other high quality bls like itsay?🥲

Okay, to start, none of the below posts have been updated in a while so I would add these 2022-2023 offerings:

Eternal Yesterday *

The Eighth Sense

180 Degree Longitude Passes Through Us*

Moonlight Chicken

Sing My Crush*

Tokyo in April is

I Feel You Linger in the Air

ALSO, currently airing Unknown and Gray Shelter.

With regards to ITSAY I am not your huckleberry but here's what I got for ya...

And pulling from the "moody arthouse smackdoodle" list in this post about BL's dark side:

Your Name Engraved Herein (Taiwan 2020 Netflix) - this movie is fantastic but it is also seriously depressing, it’s a self acceptance journey, but if you wanna wallow in high quality acting and serious gay drama, this’ll do it.

Goodbye Mother AKA Thua Me Con D (Vietnam 2019 Netflix) - like YNEH this is a great movie but it deals openly with homophobia, bashing, family trauma and social acceptance.

For Love, We Can (Hong Kong 2014) - an indie movie about parental homophobia, light/dark pairing, and (of course) HIV.

The Cornered Mouse Dreams of Cheese AKA Kyuso wa Chizu no Yume wo Miru (Japan 2020) - obsession, cheating, breakup, reunion, then break up again, explicit.

Pornographer movie series - AKA The Novelist, Mood Indigo, Pornographer Playback (Japan 2018-2020) emotional manipulation, cheating, obsession, seduction, May/December (age gap AKA younger/older), kink, touch of necrophilia, explicit.

Method (Korea 2017) - May/December, actor idol pairing, that should have been everything I wanted in life but it’s more about the actor cheating on his wife and their weird “artsy” relationship and frankly, I hated this. And I don’t say that lightly.

Itsuka no Kimi e (Japan 2007 YouTube) - okay this is basically about a college student who saves this boy from drowning and then gets embroiled in his, and his identical twin’s messed up lives. It goes very weird.

His the series AKA I Didn’t Think I Would Fall In Love (Japan 2019) - boy goes to visit his absent father ends up kinda homeless on the beach gets adopted by local family falls in love with the boy working and living with them. Lots of long drawn out glances.

Innocent (Taiwan 2021 GaGa) - mental health, childhood trauma, actually kinda sweet.

More on ISTAY et al here.

* are ones that I don't recommend if you have the same taste as me, but I DNF'd ITSAY so, you calearly don't have the same taste

#BLs like ITSAY #thai bl #BL recommendations #bls to watch #Lots of BL suggestions #Thai BL #Japanese BL #Korean BL

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prince-toffee · 7 days

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So, I rewatched the trailer over and over again, I stepped back, organised my thoughts, and I think I get it.

So first the Bad, then the GOOD, because there's actually a lot to like here.

The Bad:

So, the trend of companies kicking actual voice actors onto the curb and replacing them with celebrities continues. I remember being really angry when they first announced the voice cast, and I still am. It's quite literally the most boring, generic casting possible. You can not get much more white bread, milk toast than a Chris and Scar - I want to play an Asian woman and trans man - jo. Also, why is Chris Hemsworth here? Do he really need the money? Did Thor 4 damage his pockets that bad? There are so many talented voice actors that could've been Orion, David Kaye is a prime example Animated Optimus and Beats Wars/Unicron Trilogy Megatron, beloved by fans, if he was announced people would've been over joyed. I love Brian Tyree Henry, and he actually has some experience with va work as he voiced Jeff Morales in Spider-Verse, my original criticism still stands.... And Kegan, oh Kegan, I love you so much, Key and Peele was my childhood, and the Toad performance was perfectly fine, endearing even. But as Bee? I'm sorry, but no, that's not BumbleBee that's just actor/comedian Kegan Michael Key, I can't hear anything else. And it doesn't help that he's handed the worst lines.

Which brings us to the comedy. First impressions are EVERYTHING. And if you fumble that that hurts your film, and the perception of your film. I think that's really the problem here, it's a bad trailer not necessarily bad content. Packing the trailer with jokes for the sake of jokes and having that samey Hollywood liscensed music cringey feel to it. Like the guitar riff that played when the 'This Fall' card came up just made me turn off the video immediately. That's why I recommend watching the trailer without sound. Bee's jokes don't really land for me, I'm sure kids with love it tho, and that's good. But I'm sure all the jokes won't be bad, the final door gag is actually really funny. So I think it was just a bad joke that soured out feel of the tone at the beginning, which is unfortunate because like I said first impressions are everything. Because this is Josh Cooly, of Up, Inside Out, Toy Story 4 fame, I'm sure the film will have an emotional core to it.

A minor thing I don't much care for is having Bee be in the same age range as Orion, in my mind he's always constructed during the war at like the half way mark or near the end, he's the little brother of the group, and now he's old enough to remember Op and Megs before the war. Also he sounds way too old.

Oh, also I don't like Orion's personality.

Good:

Now for the good; I think the animations style is gorgeous. Would have I liked something Spider-Verse/Mutant Mayhem-esk, of course, but what are you gonna do? The stand out here is the environments, a visual feast. This might already be my favourite Cybertron, it's so different yet reminisant of the Cybertron we know. The fact that the surface transformers and shifts and changes is genius, very IDW Phase 2 inspired. And the fact that Cybertron is a techno-organic hybrid world ala Beast Machines is crazy! I love that, and wildlife! I bet that's how we get the cassettes. The character models are great too, you can actually tell what emotion is happening on a person's face. Gone are the days of faces being made up of razor blades and mandibles BECAUSE THEY'RE NOT INSECTS FUCK YOU MICHAEL BAY. THEY'RE PEOPLE! There's the nose, the lips, the eyes, and I can tell where one begins and ends. The eyes are gorgeous and detailed, and the face surface detail has smuges, wear, specs of dirt, metallic texture. Like, you nailed it! It's a person but a robot, you got it!

We see what we assume are the 13 Primes, Alpha Trion being the only survivor, maybe they were killed by the Quintessons and they took over. D-16, a ref to IDW and his toys designation in the toy catalogue, he'll obviously name himself after Megatronus ala TF Prime. He seems to have the Decepticon insignia before meeting The Fallen so maybe Megatronus' face is some sort of religious iconography, the Primes are a religion on Cybertron after all. It's all so fascinating, I can't remember the last time I was so excited to learn more about a new TF continuity.

Orion and D-16 are both miners and or workers, that's a refreshing take, no coptimus here. They've suffered the same way together, I bet story will be about dealing with that pain, what justice means, how far one is willing to take it and where justice stops and injustice begins. I know people are mad that the origins are a little different, but I ask you, different from what? Which continuity are you talking about? TF has never had a consistent singular timeline, and that's what I love about this franchise! It builds on itself with each new continuity! Take a bit of the old, mix it with new ideas and create something fresh, then that old guard leaves and a new team takes over and does the same and the franchise continues to evolve or should I say transform. Like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get, and new incarnations always give second chances to improve apon what came before. No Reboots, no risks means no Skybite, or Nemesis Prime, no Stasis Pods, Sparks, Protoforms, Energon ore, no Star Saber, Hot Shot, Knock Out, Airachnid, no All Spark, no Sari, no Bulkhead, no old grumpy Ratchet, none of that. Reboots are a part of this franchise's DNA. I sense the people that are complaining are the people who only value one continuity and discard all others.

It's really neat this universe's version of The Cast System is lower class worker protoforms being denied a Transformation Cog, it seems like it's reserved for the higher classes, the very thing that makes their species special and unique is denied to them. Also I didn't notice it the first time, but Alpha actually pulls the t-cogs out of the dead Primes which kind of signifies a passing of the guard, the old Primes failed, now it's your turn, and of course history repeats itself with the downfall of Megatron.

I like how Trion is covered and intertwined with moss and vines and has a beast mode, showcasing that he's of an older era now gone and forgotten.

Some other smaller stuff:

The sun looks like a holographic simulation, which makes me wonder, Cybertron doesn't usually have a sun, but there's plant life now, so what's up?

The cave that the dead Primes and Trion are in kinda looks like a Dweller.

Megatron's black helmet is a ref to Marvel G1.

That spin kick where Elita twirls her entire waist around is sooo satisfying. I love it.

AIRACHNID!!?!!!! MY QUEEN HAS RETURNED!!!!!!!

I think that's a good point to end on. So, yeah, v excited.

#transformers one #maccadam #maccadams #tf one

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nterini · 1 year

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In Defense of Hira - A textbook case of C-PTSD caused by Childhood Abuse and Neglect

In a lot of the shows that I watch, especially with teens or young adults relating to trauma, or any genre really, there’s always a playful question on my mind: where are their parents? However, at this point in show, it’s becoming so much more apparent that the lack of support Hira received growing up, is fundamental to the way that he sees himself and his position in the world around him. So much so that as much as I want to joke about Hira being as dense as a stone wall, I find myself becoming increasingly uncomfortable in how much my own trauma and reactions to isolation mirror Hira’s.

Symptoms of complex PTSD

Feelings of worthlessness, shame and guilt.

Problems controlling your emotions.

Finding it hard to feel connected with other people.

Relationship problems, like having trouble keeping friends and partners. (Source: NHS)

How was Hira Traumatized?

He was left to his own defenses at an early age and had to fend for himself. Just because they provided him with a house and money for food doesn’t mean they took care of him. He was also bullied for a speech impediment and isolated by his peers as a result. He’s probably never had anyone listen to him closely or had close emotional or physical relationships in his life. Extended periods of neglect in childhood and then more intense isolation later on is extremely damaging.

Trauma manifests differently. Before therapy, it was really difficult for me to wrap my head around the fact that I wasn’t actually invisible to friends and family. It took a quite aggressive and embarrassing event, (now funny and touching really) for me to understand that if I deviated from my own patterns or if I disappeared or didn’t contact people for hours that people would actually miss me or think about me. I went out and watched a movie after an event, and told one person through text. After the two hour movie, I turned my phone back on and found 30 missed calls. My mother had informed me that she had called the police and that the principal had formed a search party for me. My face was plastered all over Snapchat by my classmates. I was mortified by what I believed to be a waste of resources and time on my behalf. Such a loud display of love and even then all I could think about was hiding away and making myself smaller. I wasn’t even decent enough to acknowledge the pain, worry, and fear they felt at the thought that someone they loved went missing. It took multiple years later: a very a tentative mother and aunt, very involved teachers, mentors and friends plus therapy for me to stop feeling like a ghost. To get out of my own head and stop trying to fade in the background as a coping mechanism. After being abandoned by his mother to live alone in a house so she could be with the family she wants, after being isolated by his classmates for having a stutter all throughout high school, only one person knocked loudly enough at the door attached to the fortress Hira built in his mind to cope with his trauma. Kiyoi.

That mental fortress is why Hira is alive today. It kept him safe when he had to sleep in the dark alone as a young boy when he had to cook his own meals. His social ineptitude is due to years of isolation and degradation by those around him. He wasn’t deemed worthy enough by his own mother to be taken care of. Yet Kiyoi loves and sees him. Kiyoi says his name and holds his hand and kisses him and suddenly Hira is solid mass. Not a shadow on the wall or the useless child not worth keeping. He becomes slightly more than nothing. In Hira’s mind he becomes a pebble. Sigh. Well it’s a start. But it’s not enough. It’s gonna take a real miracle for Hira to overcome years of trauma and see himself as a human being. I believe in him though. He’s so brave. No like really though, some of the shit he says is so cringey it takes real guts. Kiyoi is not going to give up on Hira anytime soon he’s too much of an exhibitionist for Hira and a freak (endearingly). Also, Hira is obsessive and intense, so they’re a perfect match.

He just needs proper counseling and a bit of time. I’m rooting for them.

#My Beautiful Man #my beautiful man 2 #utsukushii kare #utsukushii kare 2 #hira x kiyoi #kiyoi sou #Hira #show analysis #review #childhood truama #tw cptsd

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blue-jisungs · 2 years

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HELLOO CONGRATULATIONS ON 2KK🥳🥳🥳

i would like to request action prompt 34 & 4 wirh dialouge 80 & 22 for riki pls🫶🏻

"i'm all yours"

a/n. thank you!! <3 it’s a bit longish and i do feel like the fight scene is cringey but i hope you enjoy it :D

warnings. it gets a bit angsty, lots of reader crying and riki being an asshole >:(

"that’s just ridiculous, riki!" you poked his chest and crossed your arms.

"it’s not! why didn’t you tell me then?" he furrowed his brows and you sighed.

"i did tell you! god!" you whined and turned around, pinching the bridge of your nose.

it’s not how you wanted to spend your evening. having a fight with riki was the last thing you ever wanted, actually. and especially about–

"well, you should have texted me at least. who is he anyway to hug you–" he started and you snapped your head back at him, eyes wide.

"he’s my childhood friend, riki! i haven’t seen him in ages! i can’t hug my friends now?" you asked, voice growing slightly louder subconsciously.

"i didn’t say that–"

you looked him in the eye, feeling your whole body shaking.

"yeah? it seems like that. are you jealous or what?" you shook your head.

"no i’m not! why should i be?" he growled, making it crystal clear that he is.

"because he’s a friend!" you let out a deep sigh "you’re acting like thousands of girls don’t leave messages for you declaring how much they love you! or how your old classmates of yours message you with tons of hearts in their messages. that’s a different thing, clearly trying to get a shot, but i don’t get jealous"

"but i’m an idol, y/n. that’s normal people love me and want me to acknowledge it. i don’t hug them so passionately" he snarled, leaning back on his bed.

"oh, so now people can flirt with you because you’re famous and i can’t meet my old friend and just chat with him?" you rose your eyebrows and grabbed the doorknob "i’m tired of this conversation"

"me too, actually. call me once you’ve calmed down!" he yelled from his dorm, not even standing up from his bed. your mouth fell ajar at his words and you didn’t even realise that all of his members saw your reaction.

"you’re an asshole!" you said through your teeth and stormed out of their place, forgetting to take your coat. you slammed the door a bit too harshly but right now you didn’t really care.

when you stepped out you were greeted by heavy rain. just when you walked into it, it felt like all of your tears you were holding back finally poured down your cheeks. you really didn’t want to make the fight into a big deal but riki was acting so… harsh. you just wanted to meet with an old friend who’s leaving soon and you won’t probably see him face to face in a while. niki saw you and what? did he think you’re cheating?

"y/n!"

you didn’t turn around. your heart hoped it’s him but your mind wasn’t so sure.

"y/n, i’ll drop you off!"

you stopped and quickly tried to dry your tears and stained cheeks from your mascara. you felt a large hand on your shoulder.

"hey, i know you had a fight but it’s absolutely not necessary for you to walk home in this rain– wait, are you crying?" heeseung was your guardian angel, really. you just nodded, not able to form words. once the seal of tears broke, you couldn’t stop it – so even after trying to hold them back, you found yourself crying now as well "oh, you poor thing… come on"

heeseung called a taxi and whilst you waited for it, he hugged you. you sure needed that hug.

"he messed up. he knows it. but… he’s too prideful. give him time, okay?" hee’s voice rung out in the taxi making you look up at him, eyes glossy "should i talk to him?"

"no" you said, voice at the verge of cracking "but thank you… for everything"

heeseung just nodded. the ride home was quite fast. he insisted on walking you to your door but you refused, saying that he already helped you a lot.

once you entered your place, you felt powerless. the will to wash off your makeup or change your clothes flew out of the window. you just silenced your phone and threw yourself on the bed, eyes closing the second you wrapped yourself in a blanket.

you didn’t remember when you found yourself in a coffee shop, sitting in front of riki. he was looking as cute as always, although with a weird expression on his face.

"look, y/n, i thought about it. i don’t think… i don’t think i love you" he said calmly. your eyes widened and you looked around. you saw some familiar faces, like riki’s old classmates or your friend. behind the window there was thousands of paparazzis. your heart skipped a beat. what’s going on…?

"what?" you whispered, barely looking away from the flashing lights of the cameras behind the window. you gulped.

"i’m serious. it has been fun and stuff but i don’t love you. i… have to focus on my career plus there’s… there’s someone else" riki said seriously, looking around. tears prickled at your eyes.

"is it because i hung out with–" you started and the flash of lights almost blinded you as niki stood up.

"no. it’s you, in general" he sighed "look, i’m sure you’ll look at it back once you’ve settled down with someone else and just… think that it was a good memory"

"riki but– i don’t want someone else…" you sobbed, throat going dry. you heard the clicks of cameras as the door opened and suddenly they were all around you.

"y/n, tell us did he break up with you–"

"did you cheat?"

"look, he’s leaving with someone else!"

you couldn’t breathe. the pressure of bodies getting pushed onto you making you shake in fear they’ll crush you and–

someone shook you. you opened your eyes slowly, in fear the cameras will blind you.

but you saw darkness. only soft light illuminating from the moon peeking outside the window. and riki. you saw riki on your bed.

so it was a nightmare. but is it another one? how did he get in?

"leave me alone! you have to break my heart even in my dreams?" you hissed, squirming away from his grip. you almost fell from the bed as you did so but you managed to catch balance. you started pinching your cheek, closing your eyes again "wake up, idiot. wake up, wake up, wake–!"

"y/n, calm down" riki’s voice was hinted with panic "i promise you that whatever you saw was just a nightmare. it’s not real, i’m here now"

you turned around, facing the moon and turning his back at him. your heart was beating like crazy, hard for you to calm down.

"can i hug you?" he asked softly. you nodded slowly, not ready to look him in the eye yet.

"are you real? like… how did you even get in?" you whispered, voice cracking. niki’s arm wrapped around your waist, his chest pressed against your back. he placed his chin on your arm, his hand reaching for yours.

"i’m real, y/n. you… i… well i felt stupid. when heeseung left to get you home safely i realised that it should have been me. no matter if we fought or not i should always make sure you’re safe. and i didn’t. i let you go. i… i messed up" he mumbled and interlocked his fingers with yours.

"i’m sorry too. i shouldn’t overreact like this…" you said quietly.

"i– i was jealous, okay?" he mumbled, barely audible. you smiled softly, letting out a shaky breath "let’s just never fight again. i hated every second of it"

"me too… but… you’re here. you won’t leave? i don’t really want to talk about the nightmare i had but–" you started, gulping and riki softly turned you around, making you face him. you mentally sighed with relief that your face isn’t in the moonlight right now because he would notice the state of your face.

"i’m all yours. not going anywhere" riki smiled tenderly and cupped your cheek, shaking his head "although we could use some sleep, hm?"

"i don’t know if i’m able to fall asleep again…" you whispered.

"you will, trust me. now just lay down, i’ll wash off your makeup first" he said and placed a quick kiss on the top of your nose. the fact he cared so much made you blush.

soon enough you were back in bed with riki leaning over you and gently pressing the cotton pad against your skin. this feeling was so soothing it made your eyelids heavy in no time, falling asleep quicker than you thought.

once niki noticed your steady breathing, he halted his movements for a while to stare lovingly at your sleeping face. you looked tired after bawling your eyes out but yet, in the moonlight on your face, you looked like an ethereal fairy to him.

"i love you so much" he whisper, or thought; he didn’t know himself. then he leaned in to press a feather-light kiss on your forehead and went back to removing your makeup.

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