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punishment

summary: you act out in retaliation to something onyankopon did, earning yourself a long night of punishment…

cw: spanking ( not a whole lot), cursing, written with a black reader in mind.

word count: 5k (plss i didn’t even realize it was so long😭)

you were pissed. it has been a good week and a half since you’ve last had your guts rearranged. you’re boyfriend onyakopon had been working nonstop making drops and it’s been starting to become irritating how lonely he’s left you. as you laid bored in you and ony’s shared bed, you decided that enough was enough and called your man.

the phone only rang about two times before you heard his deep voice transfer through the speakers. “yea mama?”. it was already hard for you to continue being mad at him but you stayed strong and carried on with your message. “hey pa. i miss you sooooo much.“ you can tell he was smiling through the phone when he replied “i miss you more beautiful. i’ll be home late tonight so don’t stay up waiting for me aii?”. hearing these words caused you to roll your eyes and develop a nasty attitude. “you cannot be for real right now. it’s been so fucking long since i’ve gotten to touch you and you keep on throwing me to the side for some wack ass work.” your irritation began to spread to your lover as he listened to how rude your mouth was right now.

“yo watch your mouth for real bro.” onyankopon commanded. his voice was starting to get you worked up, but giving in wasn’t an option tonight. thinking of all the other times he’s left you all alone until late into the night made you realize that he doesn’t deserve your kindness at all.

”NO. it’s not fair how work gets more attention than me. and i’m not your fucking bro so chill wit that shit.”

onyankopon grips his phone. trying to calmly get through to you. he’s always been pretty patient when it came to you since he knew how sensitive you can be, but tonight you were pushing it. “nah you the one that need to chill. you know damn well all this working i’m doing right now is to keep your little ass happy.”

“i don’t need you to always buy me stuff for me to be happy i just need you to be here”. as onyankopon registered your words he began to feel remorse for how you’re feeling. “i’m sorry mama. i know i’ve been neglecting you a little bit. just one more night and ima be all yours. ima cut back on my work i swear aii?”

listening to your man talk it was becoming harder to stay upset so you decided it’d be better for you to just drop it. “okay boo thank you for listening. and im sorry for cussing at you i didn’t mean to be rude. i was just frustrated and a little lonely.”

“i understand ma it’s all good. i gotta get back to work though so ima see you later. i love you.”

“i love you more baby. byeeee.” as the two of you hung up the phone you felt a huge weight lift off your shoulders. you were a little disappointed in yourself for not being able to stay mad, but being on good terms with your man was always better than being at each others throats all the time. especially when you and onyankopon know that you can barley take him when he’s angry…

as you sat around in your room you were beginning to feel bored again so you decided to call your good best friend sasha. you and sasha met through connie since you usually bought from him and eren. that was until you met up with eren connie and sasha to hotbox in connie’s car. as you snuck out of your moms house to smoke with your friends you approached the car and was stopped dead in your tracks when you seen onyankopon sitting in the back seat wit eren. “you gon keep staring all shy and shit or you gon come sit ma”. as if you were possessed you moved almost instantly to sit down next to the fine ass darkskin man in the car. ever since then the two of you were inseparable and eventually started fucking on the low until you were one day surprised with a beautiful beach dinner, a promise ring, and a card that read “will you be mine?” in onyankopon’s handwriting. while reminiscing on how you and your man met you were interrupted by a loud voice.

“bitch how you gon call me and sit in silence. please don’t tell me you and ony over there fucking and that you called by accident.” you laughed as you picked up your phone to show your empty room. “girl please i’m all alone in this mothafucka. ian seen ony in about seven years.” your words caused sasha to laugh out loud as you rolled your eyes.

“yea whatever girl what you up too?”

“i’m laying in my bed bored as shit waiting for my man to come home”

“good then get the fuck up and come shake some ass wit me”

you scrunched up your face in confusion as you thought about your friends words until you came to an exciting realization

“awww shit i forgot jean and marco were throwing that partyyyy. yea we definitely out to that shit.”

“yea bitch get your baddest fit on quick before that shit get two packed. we gotta be the baddest heffas on the flo to remind bitches that we can’t be fucked wit.”

you laugh as you nod your head in agreement. after a couple more minutes of catching up with sasha you both decide to get ready while on the phone to give each other tips on your outfits.

“we look goooood”

“yea we really doooo. lemme text ony and let him know i’m leaving the house. i don’t wanna get my shit beat in for being home late without saying anything.”

sasha laughed at your statement but quickly stopped smiling a made a stank face when connie entered the frame.

“hey y/n how you been girlllll” connie says in his best girl voice making you laugh.

“hey connn i’ve been good.”

“i’m glad you understand the value of communicating wit your man. this one girl i know never do that shit and always end up getting HER back blown out.”

you immediately knew who this “girl” was and looked at sasha with wide eyes and a smirk.

you can tell that sasha was getting a little embarrassed as she pushed connie out of the camera “yeaaa that’s enough. we coming to get you girl see you in ten”

you say your goodbyes as you hang up the phone and make final touches to your makeup. you decided on wearing a long sleeve brown square neck crop top with your tight black flare pants. you had just gotten your toes done a couple days prior so you decided to wear some brown fuzzy slides to go with the shirt. you usually didn’t have to bring a purse with you to these parties since ony would hold your stuff, but since he won’t be there you decided to bring your mini black leather telfar to hold your lip gloss phone and taser (which your man bought you just incase he wasn’t around to beat niggas up for you). you wore your hair naturally in a curly half up half down. looking at yourself in the mirror you decided to take a couple pictures before hearing the loud ass horn from connie’s car. before you walk outside you make sure all of the doors are locked just incase. knowing onyankopon would be pissed if he came home and seen anything unlocked. you hopped in the back of connie’s black charger only to see sasha back there too.

“what you doing back here? connie what did you do?” before connie gets the chance to speak he is quickly interrupted by sasha. “i gotta tell you sum. connie told me not to but i’m telling you anyways bc you my fav bitch and i can never lie to you.” your face began to contort in confusion as you slowly entered the car “what’s going on boo. what you gotta tell me?” you can tell she was nervous as she fiddled with the strap on her purse. refusing to make eye contact with you “ony is at the party right now. he was never working late. eren been in his ear telling him to go get loose and ‘get from up under’ you.“

you stared blankly at her as you began to try to piece her words together “how do you know this?”

“i saw it all in their group chat on connie’s phone. he’s there right now with eren.”

your blood started to boil with anger as you sat quietly in the car. how could he lie to you like this? he was the main one preaching communication and this is what he does? absolutely not. you leaned back in your seat as you started to develop a plan in your head. “don’t even worry about it girl i got sum for his ass”

you can see connie in the drivers seat shaking his head. contemplating whether or not he should say anything. eventually deciding to try to get through to you. “y/n-“

“ion wanna hear nun. what’s done is done. he lied and i am well within my rights to react however i want.” as the three of you approached the house the party was being held at you turned towards sasha and pointed to your phone. signaling for her to keep an eye out for the text you were about to send.

‘do you remember what he was saying in the messages?’

‘not much but i know eren was all up in there’s telling him he need to get loose and when ony said he was gon tell you about the party he was the main one saying no and how you don’t have to find out’

‘wowwww bet’

‘what you about to do?’

‘if he can do whatever he want without letting me know ima do whatever tf i want regardless if he see or not. since he too pussy to get from up under his little friends he better keep that same quiet energy when he see me wit another nigga’

your best friend smiled at you as she began typing away at her phone

‘ohhh shit he about to be sickkkk.’

as connie went to park the car you told him to drop you and sasha off at the door. instead of objecting he decided to take the smart route and let the two of you out before he got cursed out by sasha for the second time that night. the two of you walked into the party and were immediately hit with the scent of weed and liquor. not thinking of what you were doing you decided to walk right to the kitchen to pour yourself a drink. as you poured yourself a heavy cup of whatever mixture was made in the large bowl you looked around the party trying to find the eyes of your no good lying ass boyfriend. without realizing you started to feel your hands get wet from your over-poured cup of alcohol. “woah shawty calm down. theres plenty more in there for you to get a second cup later.” as you turn around to see where this unfamiliar voice was coming from you end up locking eyes with none other than the person you feel is the cause of this distressful situation. eren fucking jeager. everyone including you knew that eren had a way of getting in peoples ear about shit to get them to do crazy stuff but you’d never thought he’d do it to your ony. but he can’t be the only one to blame. onyankopon was a grown ass man and theres no way that he would agree to do something like this if he truly didn’t want to. after softly shaking yourself out of your thoughts you stopped staring and turned to the person who was talking to you. he was tall with a cute smile, not as cute as your man’s but cute enough to flirt with.

“yea you right. im in my own little world right now so ian paying attention for real” you say with the cutest giggle you can muster.

“its all good sexy. you here wit anybody or can i have you to myself tonight?” his eagerness made you cringe on the inside but in order for your plan to work you needed him.“its just me and my girl sasha” you say while pointing to the clearly aggravated girl on the other side of the kitchen island. “damn what happened to her. I got friends here wit me if she don't wanna be alone”

as if right on time connie comes walking over to comfort sasha. as the boy continued talking your ear off about god knows what you looked around to see where onyankopon was. finally spotting him smoking in the backyard with eren and jean. you turn towards your plaything

“they’re playing my favorite song out there lets go dance.” you command excited as you nodded your head towards the door to the backyard. “yea whatever you want mamas.” he grumbled as he let you lead him outside. you noticed he wasn’t ever really listening to anything you were saying as he just stared as your ass while you walked in front of him. rolling your eyes you continue walking right past onyankopon and his friends not giving them a second glance. you heard all conversation in his area come to a complete stop which made you smile. walking through the other dancing bodies on the grass you made your way to the middle as you started to move your body to the beat of Ku Lo Sa by Oxlade. you let the guy touch all over you as the both of you moved to the rhythm. you were surprised with how well he was keeping up with you as the two of you danced with each other. as the song came to an end and the next one began you felt a soft tug on your arm. after turning around fully you were met with a hard chest under a black t shirt. you notice the familiar gold chain with your name on it immediately signaling to you that it was none other than your no good lying ass boyfriend pulling you towards him.“the fuck you doin here? and who the fuck is this nigga?” hearing his aggressive words you grew even more irritated. but clearly they scared the guy you were with since when you turned around he was nowhere to be found. you sigh. irritated as you turn back towards onyankopon. “what am i doing here? no nigga what the fuck are YOU doing here. you told me you were working and this don’t look like work bitch. you lied to me ony and now im done wit you. go find another bitch to lie to because im not the one.” saying these words out loud caused people to start staring at you which made you storm off into the house with your boyfriend hot on your heals. grabbing your arm again with more force he yanks your body back around and begins raising his voice. “chill wit that bitch word for i really get mad. im not saying you can’t be upset wit me because i know what i did was wrong. but what you not about to do is call me out my name and try to leave me, because im not going for that. we can either talk or fuck it out but you leaving me is not an option.”

“well im leaving you. i refuse to be wit a pussy nigga that don’t have enough respect for his girlfriend to keep his friends out his ear about what he should be doing. now if you’ll excuse me i got my new man waiting on me outside” you say with a big smirk or your face shoving onyankopon out the way. as you were walking away feeling like the baddest bitch in the world you suddenly see everything move around quickly as you are lifted off the ground and thrown over your boyfriends shoulder. you yelled “get off me nigga we not together anymore” to irritate him further which earned you a hard slap to your ass as you’re walked out of the party and into the driveway. as the both of you approached his car you were suddenly put down.

“get in the back now.”

you were going to say “no” but you decided to just get in to prevent yourself from further embarrassment since people were starting to come outside to see what all the commotion was. onyankopon watches you get in before finally entering the driver's seat. after pulling out the driveway he quickly drove the two of you away from the party.

while on your way home onyankopon felt that it was a great time to said his peace. “listen… i feel real bad about lying to you okay? theres no excuse for it and i know better than to be agreeing with anything eren say to me. im very very very sorry mama.” as he spoke you decided to look out the window and try to keep your mind off of the wack ass apology you were receiving. “I see you through the mirror baby can you please be respectful and look at me while im talking to you?” rolling your eyes you brush off what was said. “can you be respectful and NOT lie to the woman you claim to love? seems like you can’t”. his eyes widened at your words and he began growing aggravated. Raising his voice he replies “don’t be sayin that ma you know damn well i love you.”

“clearly not enough to be truthful. but since you such a follower maybe i been fucking wit the wrong nigga. maybe i should be trying to fuck wit the leader. i know eren known for being a player and all but if this pussy changed you one can only imagine what it’d do to him.”

locking eyes with him in the mirror you noticed how his began to sadden making you instantly regret your words. “m’ sorry i didn’t mean that”. you mumbled on deaf ears as onyankopon continued to drive the both of you home.

“daddy i said i didn’t mean it okay?”

“don’t ‘daddy’ me now. you wanna go there wit me then ima show you wassup when we get in the house.”

his calm demeanor put fear in your heart. knowing that you were done for when y’all were now approaching your driveway. as he finished parking the car onyankopon begins lighting himself a blunt. “gon head inside y/n and make sure you stripped and in that bed by the time i get to the room.” the way he said your name gave you chills as you got out the car and made your way inside. feeling scared as ever you did as you were told feeling that you’ve done enough damage. you first removed your makeup knowing that if you kept any of it on it’d be running down your face soon. then you removed your clothes leaving you in your bed fully naked. you waited fifteen long minutes for your man to come in. during them you thought about your actions and began to think of an apology. you realized that even though your ony lied to you he never went around any other girls and was only really at that party to connect with his friends. his friends that he probably also hasn’t gotten to talk to as well due to his constant work. not to make excuses for him but knowing how you are he probably felt that it was a lose-lose situation given that you’d be mad if he said he wanted to hang out with friends instead anyways. being in your own head caused some tears to fall as you thought about how wrong you tried to handle the situation. letting another man touch on you as the man you loved watched and then bringing up one of his close friends to get at him upset made you feel so ashamed. while you continued to beat yourself up about your fucked up actions you hear the door to your shared room open. as onyankopon entered the room he glanced at you, noticing the tears in your eyes and all over your pretty face.

“whats wrong mama?”

hearing how gentle his voice was despite how angry he should be made you feel even worse about your what you did. as you opened your mouth to respond, a broken sob escaped from your mouth. your man rushes to your aid as if nothing that happened mattered other than your wellbeing. wrapping his arms around you onyankopon began to comfort you “don’t cry baby. everything’s alright. i know you didn’t mean it”

as you calmed down you slowed your breathing you got the courage to reply, “i-im so s-sorry ony. i didn’t mean to act up like that. i p-promise i never do that againnn”

all you could do was keep crying into his arms after you got your apology off your chest. your kindhearted boyfriend lifts you up and placed you in his lap while you cried to him. rubbing your back and hugging you tight to keep you feeling safe. eventually he got you to completely calm and relaxed causing you to begin dozing off. after gently shaking you awake, you look up at your lover.

“I forgive you mama, but you still need a punishment. gon head and arch ya shit for me”. you sit up in confusion as you watch your boyfriend get off the bed and start ridding himself of his shirt and sweats. “what do you mean? you said you forgive me.” you protest with a frown

“i do forgive you sweetheart but it don’t take away from the fact that you disrespected me in front of all those people and claimed you wanted to fuck on my friend in the car”

“but pa-”

“ass up pretty. if i have to tell you a third time ima really fuck your shit up.”

deciding that it’d be better if you just did what you were told you got into the backshot position and made the deepest arch you could to hopefully satisfy your clearly still upset boyfriend.

“rules and colors baby” he mumbled while kneading and rubbing on your ass. too caught up in the pleasure of his touch you were brought back to reality after hearing a hard smack with a hot stinging pain in your left cheek to follow. you moan into your silk sheets as your pussy began to soak from the contact.

“you hear daddy talking to you?”

“n-no running, no to-touching, no cumming without d-daddy’s permission.” hearing how well you listened brought a smirk to onyankopon’s face as he continued to rub on your body.

“and your colors?”

“green,yellow, a-and red. and my safeword is cookie”

onyankopon’s eyes widened at the way you went above what was asked of you to please him. ‘damn she must really want forgiveness’ was the first thought to come to his mind after hearing how much of a good girl you were being. this made him almost feel bad for what he was about to do. but almost wasn’t enough. spreading you open onyankopon noticed how wet you already were all from getting spanked once. “no prep tonight ma”. onyankopon began lining himself up with your entrance and thrusted forward roughly. “fuckkk daddyyyy”. his roughness caused you to curse out loud, earning you another hard slap to your ass. “watch your mouth. you want me to go deeper?” you never understood why your boyfriend was so against you cursing, but you didn’t get the chance to dwell on it as he began to thrust harder and deeper into you. hitting all your favorite spots that you’d never be able to reach on your own. even when you were getting your back blown out you still kept your arch real deep which surprised your man. “you taking me so well mama. you tryna make me nut fast?” hearing him talking in your ear so deep made it really hard for you not to cum quick without permission. “im so so so sorry for reaaaaal”. you heard him chuckle behind you as he continued to quickly thrust in and out. “you sorry?”

“yes papa. so so soooo sorry.” as onyankopon took in your words he quickly replayed all the events from tonight again. quickly removing all remorse from his body he laid both of his hands flat on your back an pushed down. causing you to feel him hit even deeper inside of you than ever before. “i don’t know baby you gon have to do better than that for me to ease up on you.” quickly pulling out and turning you over onyankopon notices the many tears in your eyes followed by the spit covering your lips. “c’mere lemme taste you”. dropping to his knees onyankopon began to sloppily eat you out while using his middle and ring fingers to keep you full. your back arched off the bed as a wave of pleasure went all over your body. “what’s rule three?” curling his fingers upward onyankopon smirks up at you. watching you moan so loud it almost sounded as if you were screaming. “oooooh my god daddy pleaaaseeee.” he started to move his fingers faster and rougher as you grew closer and closer to the edge.

“what’s rule three mama? talk to daddy.”

“n-no coming without y-your permission”

your compliance causes his dick to twitch. “thats right. so why do i feel you getting so wet? you about to disobey me?” your face contorts into one of displeasure. as if the mere thought of you disobeying your man made you feel uncomfortable. “i'll hold it pa i promise” onyankopon quickly removes his fingers from your warm heat and stands up abruptly. as you watch him line himself up with your entrance you silently thank god for having him stop because you were really about to cum. “you being such a good girl right now. just keep being good and you'll cum okay?” nodding your head you quickly stop, realizing the mistake you just made. hoping he didn’t notice, you opened your legs wider to show him how ready you were for him. your lover slowly licks his lips while looking at your wet awaiting pussy sitting pretty all for him. “your shit so fat mama, but im not a dummy. i’ll let it slide just this once since you’ve been good so far, but the next time i ask you a question you answer with your words understand?” looking deeply into his eyes you feel a weight lift off your shoulders “yes daddy” onyankopon slowly trusts into you giving you long and deep strokes. while he was holding your legs over his shoulders you felt him start to penetrate your g spot over and over again causing you to start scratching down his back.

“papa’s so sorry for lying. it won’t happen again.” not registering what was being said all you could do was rub on your boyfriend’s back while he continued to hit your sweet spot. “you don’t deserve that at all. i promise you ima do better.” finally understanding what his message you moved your hand up onyankopon’s back and absentmindedly began to caress the nape of his neck. “it’s okayyyy. im s-sorry tooo.” as he kept his steady pase you began to feel a tight knot form in your stomach along with the urge to pee.

“baby im close. please please please-”

“gon head baby im right behind you”

as if your body knew exactly what he said, you were no longer able to hold it in as you came all over your bed and onyankopon’s stomach. soon after you came he began to quicken his pace as you shook in overstimulation. after a few more strokes you felt him fill you up with his hot cum. after both of you finished you were overcome with a wave of exhaustion finally letting sleep overtake you.

when you woke up you seen that you were already clean and wearing a t shirt that clearly belonged to your boyfriend due to how big it was on you. pain ran through your lower half as you tried to sit up which caused you to let out a low whine. as if sensing you were in pain onyankopon enters the room with a glass of water and an aspirin. “i know mama i gotchu.” smiling up at your man you gladly accept the water and medicine.

“thank you so much boo”

“its my job baby no need to be thankin’ me.”

smiling to yourself you quickly took the aspirin and drank a couple sips of water. how did you get so lucky? you really have the best man in the world. your happy thoughts were interrupted by the vibrations on your phone. “oh yea i forgot to tell you sasha been calling for over an hour now. ian wanna bother you so i just put your shit on vibrate.” you look at your phone and see a bunch of messages from sasha.

‘bitchhhhh what is going onnnnn’

‘everybody is so shockedddd. nobody’s seen ony act like that before omgg’

‘now connie mad at me for telling you but idc im grown asf’

‘oh shit now we leaving’

you giggled as you read through the messages from your best friend, deciding to put an airpod in and call her back. “hey bitchhhh” you hear sasha rasp quietly “girl what happened to youuuu” you snicker out as you look at sasha’s hair in a crazy bun. she moved her camera to the side to show none other than a sleeping connie. “i got my shit beat DOWNNN” you continue to laugh until you remember the current situation you're in as well. “i can’t even move my legs” you whisper as low as you can to keep onyankopon from hearing, but he clearly still heard you. “and if you wanna ever feel them mothafuckas again then i advise you take your ass to sleep.” turning towards your man you see that he was already staring right at you waiting for you to hang up and go to bed. you roll your eyes as you hear sasha laugh at you. “ion know why you laughing mami im boutta take your legs along with that throat if you don’t hang that shit up and go to sleep. gon end up being bed rest buddies wit y/n if you keep playing with me.” connie’s sudden speech made your eyes widen as you both silently communicate that you’ll hang up the phone to keep from being fucked up again. as you hang up the phone you cuddle up closer to your man. “are you really gonna make more time for me?” as if expecting you to ask, onyankopon gives you the slowest nastiest kiss ever, causing you to do nothing but start cheesin mad hard. “yea pretty i'm all yours tomorrow. if you can walk i'll take you to the mall.”

hearing the word mall immediately excited you as you cuddled up to him more in love than before and drifted off to sleep.

#onyankopon x reader #onyankopon x black reader #aot #aot smut #aot onyankopon #black!reader #eren yaegar #eren jaeger #connie springer

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wonwoosthetic · 8 months

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series masterlist

word count - 7.6k

A/N: there's the Wonnie part I mentioned in my form! ˙ᵕ˙ thank you for all the cute suggestions and ideas you guys have been sending me!! <3

turning every carat into a wonnie stan in 2023

[in brackets] – text in the video

italics – conversations that weren’t caught on camera, but are just for you (the readers ˙ᵕ˙)

[now]

[you know me]

[if there's one wonnie stan on this earth left, it's me]

[therefore, I have a mission. a mission i made myself]

[and that is to turn every (especially new) carat into a wonnie stand because these two have my heart and will forever have it]

[forever and ever🫣]

[so, pls enjoy this☺️]

[Going Seventeen] EP.89 Guess Who Left Secretly #1

Minnie was walking around in her small cubicle before sitting down on the white chair, crossing her legs to find a comfortable position. All of a sudden a piece of paper flew in from the top of the wall, making her eyes go wide.

"Oh?" She wondered, putting her feet down to reach down to the floor, snatching it up with her hands. Leaning her elbows on the edge of the table, she opened the message sent to her, reading over it before chuckling, and turning it around to show it to the camera.

'You're a dummy'

[love that that's the first thing that came to his mind to write down]

"Ya!" She shouted with a giggle. "Wonwoo! I'm next to you!"

[the way she recognized his handwriting so quickly?! goals]

The sound of his laughter could be heard, followed by a, "Oh, sorry, my bad."

The girl put the piece of paper down on the table, took the pen provided for her, and decided to write a reply back, showing it to the camera before she folded it again and walked over to the wall.

['dummies are only friends with dummies, so that makes you one too, idiot' i can't with her😭😂]

[i love this childish side of them together]

Realising that it was too high for her to just throw it over, she chuckled to herself, shaking her head and crouching down on the floor to try and create a paper aeroplane, hoping it would help.

[I JUST KNOW IF MINGYU OR SCOUPS SAW THAT, THEY WOULD BULLY THE HECK OUT OF HER😭😭😭😭]

She managed to get it over, sitting back down in her seat to wait for a reaction, which followed shortly. The chuckle of her boyfriend made her grin proudly.

[i love them]

"Minnie-ah!" Wonwoo's voice called out to the girl who was sitting calmly on the floor, her back against one of the walls. "Minnie-ah! Open my door, please."

"Huh?" With a grin, she pushed herself up. "Can't you open your own door?"

"It's locked. Did you lock it?" He continued to tease her.

"What? Noo, how could you think of me like that," she answered before sending a guilty facial expression to the camera with her lips pressed tightly together.

[it's such a short but cute interaction]

GAM3BO1 #9

[NOW THIS]

[y'all better hold onto your horses bc when i opened the live and saw minnie sitting next to him, i literally almost screamed🫣🫢]

[so much happened and i highly suggest watching the entire live bc they were abolutely just too cute]

[but i gathered some of my favourite moments, so have fun]

Minnie was straightening down her hair when the live started while Wonwoo was unpacking the the chopsticks, placing one pair in front of the girl while keeping the other pair to himself. She quietly thanked him while her hands were still busy fixing her hair from the ponytail she had worn before,

"Good morning, Carats!" She greeted them, "Good day or good evening," and grinned into the camera when a piece of Kimbap got closer to her lips, making her lean forward and open her mouth to let herself get fed by the older member next to her.

[him giving her the first piece of food?! MARRIAGE IN HAND RN💍]

[i know, i know... the bar is in hell😒]

[bla bla bla, bla bla, bla bla]

[but this was cute alright?!]

Wonwoo did his greeting too, before eating another piece himself.

"Today," he started after swallowing, "I have the next guest on Gameboy," and motioned with his hand towards Minnie, who waved into the camera.

"Hey, everyone," she smiled.

"The reason for doing this live early is that we have to go to practice after this, so we have a time limit today," the '96 Liner explained while the female member nodded along, putting another piece of Kimbap into her mouth, happily moving around in her seat.

[HER LITTLE HAPPY DANCE]

The rapper looked to his left, eyeing the girl with amusement, waiting for her to see his reaction.

[oh you're even more of a fan of hers than i am, Jesus Christ😶]

[alright mr jeon simp wonwoo]

Once their eyes met, Minnie immediately stopped in her tracks, covering her mouth as she chuckled.

[stop being so adorable together]

"The Kimbap is really good."

"Mm," Wonwoo nodded with a smile. "Yeah, the food they give me here is always good."

"Well," the girl shrugged with a sigh, looking down at the floor, "I wasn't invited before, so I didn't know."

[OH, now she's throwing the shade, damn]

"Heyyy," the older member teased her as he reached for the food with his chopsticks, "Don't be sulky now."

[hell yeah she should be sulky about that]

"I'm not," she shook her head and crossed her arms, closing her eyes as she turned her head away from Wonwoo, making him chuckle.

"Mh, sure," he hummed.

[MH SURE]

[bro istg i felt my laptop vibrate bc of how deep that MH SURE was😫😫]

The two decided to read out some comments and eat first before jumping into the game.

"Did you perm your hair?" Wonwoo read out a question by a fan. Minnie's eyes went to fix themselves on his head, her fingers reaching out to touch a strand.

[and she just gets to do that on a regularly? how is that fair?]

[why do i not have a wonwoo who's hair i can just randomly touch whenever?]

"I did perm my hair, but it's not noticeable since it's still short. And the perm... It's not something that is very noticeable."

"But you did have really permed hair a few years ago," Minnie mentioned, getting a hold of the drink in a cup provided for her. "Carats really liked that."

[YES, YES WE DID]

[🤝🏼THANK YOU MINNIE FOR REMINDING HIM BC WE NEED THAT WONWOO BACK🤝🏼]

[THE CURLY BLACK HAIR WONWOO?! SIGN ME UP]

[i love minnie for being such a spokesperson for carats]

[i'm betting my ass she saw all the thirst tweets after he had just permed his hair]

"Oh yeah, that's true." Wonwoo agreed.

The girl chuckled, setting the cup down again. "When your hair's wet, it's really curly for some reason."

[oh right, yeah, thanks for reminding me that you get to see him with wet hair ON A REGULAR FUCKING BASIS]

[love getting reminded how lonely i am🥲]

"Mm," he hummed, chewing on his food. "But I don't know why it doesn't dry as curly."

[in the name of all carats: minnie, we would pls need a picture of wet curly hair wonwoo]

[for very important scientific reasons😬 thank you]

For a few seconds, they continued to look at the screen in front of them when another interesting question popped up.

"Is Minnie a fan of the Gameboy lives?" Wonwoo read out loud, leaning back to watch her as she answered with an excited nod, getting a grin to form on his lips.

"I've been there since day one. I've watched all of them."

[of course you have]

[wonwoo's biggest supporter, i'm telling you🤷🏼‍♀️]

[we've got the next simp right here]

"You've even watched some from over there," he mentioned and pointed to somewhere behind the camera.

[SEE]

[we love a supportive girlfriend]

She nodded, "Mh, I think... the first... two? Or maybe the first and third one?"

[this girl literally just sat in a room and watched him play games]

[you cannot tell me that they don't do that at home too]

[mingyu joins in sometimes probably too and they just oggle wonwoo together]

[who wouldn't though]

She eyed her boyfriend, but he just kept looking at her, not giving her an answer. "I don't remember," before turning back towards the camera. "But yes, I've watched a lot of them. Because I like them."

[like the game or like the player?👀👀]

[come on, minnie]

After discussing the pictures Wonwoo and Dokyeom took in Japan, and the collage he posted after their concert, Minnie found a comment she wanted to read out loud.

"Minnie should teach you how to edit collages," turning towards him with a proud smile on her lips.

"You can edit pictures very well, you make collages quite often," he told her, slightly chuckling at her facial expression.

[SIMP]

[he's so smithen and she's acting so cute around him wtf is in the air]

She nodded. "But," the female member pointed out, "the collages that you're talking about, Carats don't get to see."

[excu-the fuck-sez moi?]

[are we keeping secrets from each other now minnie?]

She looked back into the camera to continue. "I make collages with the members, so that at the end of each month, I can send them into the group chat and we can look back on what we did that month. Sometimes they take a bit longer, but I only send them to the members, I don't post them."

[AHA]

[alright]

[so that's how that is]

Wonwoo nodded, taking a sip from his own drink, "I forgot about that. But the other pictures you post are edited very well."

[jesus christ, alright, would you like to compliment her on her chopsticks skills as well?]

"But I don't think you should change your collage-making skills. It's very you. It's very Wonwoo."

[🥰🥰]

He grinned at the girl's comment. "Very Wonwoo?" She chuckled along with a nod. "Then you should like that, right?"

[WONWOO?!😳]

[you guys are still on a 🤨LIVE🤨 stream]

[i think bro thought it was just them two alone]

For a few seconds too long the girl looked at the older rapper stunned, who smiled at her.

['my dude, what did you just say in front of the camera'😳😅]

"W- Why...," she grinned before catching herself again, "I think, Carats should like it." Extending her arm to get a piece of chicken between her chopsticks. "They're the ones you should want to impress."

[what a quick save from our girly]

[but yeah, i mean... he's already impressed her enough probably]

"Oh, yeah, you're right," he smiled, looking back at the screen to read more comments, jolting slightly all of a sudden before both of them started chuckling.

[I'M TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW]

[this girl kicked him under the table🤣]

[you saw her smirk, and you saw his reaction]

[put two and two together]

The two of them explained that Minnie was the Animal Crossing expert and would be the first to tour a few islands. They got to work, put in the code and travelled to the first island made by a Carat.

The female member was moving the character around, taking in every corner and every little detail the fan had left for them, explaining everything along the way when they arrived at the beach.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed with a happy smile on her face, "It's Raymond!"

[oh she's a REAL animal crossing fan]

She clicked on the right button to make the two characters interact, grinning at the screen while Wonwoo scrunched his eyebrows behind her.

"Raymond?"

"Yeah, he reminds me of you," she turned slightly to her left to look at the rapper next to her.

[all of caratland agress witht hat]

"That's why I have him on my island too."

[she has her own wonwoo in her little imaginary, fictional island]

[she's so cute]

[she's just like us]

Making the other member laugh out loud and even some of the staff members behind the camera chuckle. "What?" She smiled. "He doesn't talk much, he's very smart, he wears glasses and he's a cat. That's Wonwoo."

[that is wonwoo. can't argue with her about that]

"Yeah, I remember you telling me about him."

[can you pls just imagine an excited minnie skipping into his room, showing him this little animated cat and telling him it reminds her of him]

She nodded, "I have a lot of characters on my island because they remind me of the members."

[i need to see it]

Wonwoo took a sip of his iced tea before continuing, "Next time, you should bring your Nintendo Switch, and then we can look at your island."

[boyfriend supporting his girlfriend's little ficitonal fantady, love it]

Minnie smiled in agreement.

[THANK YOU]

[love how wonwoo wants to show of her achievements in a game haha]

"Oh, look! A puppy!" The female member smacked the rapper's chest, who had his right arm on the backrest of her chair, to make him turn his attention away from the screen with the comments.

[a lot to uncover here]

[first, the arm?! so casual?! literal butterflies from seeing his freaking arm around HER CHAIR]

[i need to see someone...😪]

He dramatically grunted, clutching the place she had just hit as she pointed at the computer screen in front of her. "It's Mingyu."

[how tf do they manage to include this man EVERYWHERE]

"How kind of them to even include Mingyu like that," Wonwoo chuckled.

[😭😭😭😭😭😭😭]

While the rapper had gone to the toilet, it was Minnie's turn to entertain Carats on her own, reading through their comments.

"Are you excited for the new Taylor Swift album? YES!" She shouted excitedly, "Yes I am! I already pre-ordered the vinyl. I'm happy. I'm more than happy."

[SWIFTIE CARATS UNITE]

[WE HAVE FOUND OUR LEADER]

[i love how she probably sees taylor the way we see her tbh]

[like just... UGH, i need them two to meet]

The smile never left her lips, giggling as she read the next comment, "Are you more excited about being on Gameboy or the Taylor Swift album?"

[that question was CRUEL]

[love it]

Minnie shook her head, "You guys... are really something. You can't compare those two. They're different types of happiness. But I'm also very very happy to be here. Although..."

[oh oh]

She ran a hand through her hair. "I'm kind of not happy about the fact that Coups was here before me. Wonwoo prefers the leader over his own roommate... I don't know how to feel about that..."

[damn, that hurt]

For the last few seconds of being alone, a Carat dared Minnie to spin in her chair and not get dizzy because she had said before that she doesn't get dizzy easily due to her ballerina training.

[just explain to me how this 25 year old woman can be so competitive with people she doesn't even know or see]

[like... she literally went 'oh, you don't think i can do it? watch me‘ MINNIE]

She was so focused on continuing to push herself with the help of the table, that she didn't notice the rapper coming back into the room. Not until the chair was suddenly stopped, scarring her as she looked up into the eyes of her boyfriend.

"Jesus! You scared me!"

[dude, you scared me, i thought you were gonna spin yourself out of that chair]

"What are you doing?" Wonwoo chuckled moving her slightly away to get to his chair, settling down as he kept his glance on the girl.

"A Carat dared me to spin and not get dizzy."

"And? Are you dizzy?"

She grinned at him. "Nope." Making him shake his head with a smile before turning his attention to the screen.

[i would've loved to see what the fuck was going on in his head when he saw her like this]

[THIS IS FR ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVOURITE MOMENTS OF THEM EVER]

[it's just so cute]

"No, you have to-"

"Like this?"

"No, tap th-"

"This one?"

"Yes."

"And then?"

"You have to put it down-"

"I can't."

"Yes, you c-"

"Look, I can't-"

"Wonwoo! You-"

"Like that?"

"No, g-"

"This?"

"No, please-"

"But look-"

"Wonwoo, Jesus, give me the controller," Minnie huffed out loud with a smile after a debate that went on for way longer than she wanted, snatching the controller out of the man's grip.

[THE BICKERING]

[who would've thought she'd bicker like that with anyone but mingyu]

[and then WONWOO of all people]

The rapper grinned to himself at the frustration of the female member, looking ahead at the screen filling up with comments while the girl's eyes were trained on the game.

[WHY DOES HE LOOK SO PROUD HAHAHAH]

"I never thought there would be another member better at gaming than Wonwoo," he read out loud, making both of them chuckle. "Yeah," the '96 Liner sighed, "Minnie is a lot better than me in these types of games. And Sims, and-"

[YES, tell us all about how great minnie is, LETS GO WONWOO]

"Fifa," she interjected, earning her a confused glance by him. At the sudden silence, she turned her head towards him, giggling. "What?"

"You're not better than me at Fifa."

She shrugged, "I could be."

['i could be‘ she's literally challenging him?!]

But Wonwoo continued to shake his head, his eyes back on the camera. "She's not better than me at Fifa."

[he's letting her be better in animal crossing and sims, but this guy draws the line at fifa HAHAHAHA]

"Awww," Minnie's eyes went wide as she looked at the screen. "♪ We're going to the chapel and we're... gonna get married... going to the chapel, and we're... going to get married-♫"

Wonwoo away from the screen, taking a quick glance at the girl next to him. "What are you singing?"

"A wedding song. I think my mum used to listen to it. It's kinda old, but I just remembered it," she explained, while Wonwoo made his character run around the room to look at every detail.

"Aah, because it's a wedding hall?" He wondered, getting a hum from her in return.

[smart guy🤓]

"They made it really pretty," Minnie commented. "It reminds me of the set where we filmed the special video for 'April Shower'."

"Oh, right," the rapper agreed, "Maybe that's what the Carat wanted to portray."

"Maybe," the girl nodded.

"Maybe we should get married here."

[sorry, i just choked on my water]

[WHAT?!😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳]

[he just threw that question into the room like that?!]

The sudden question threw Minnie off as her head snapped towards him, a nervous chuckle leaving her lips.

"What?"

[yeah same]

[what?!]

He turned to meet her eyes, only grinning at the female member.

[HEY]

[ya can't say sth like that and then just smirk this handsomely]

[minnie move, i gotta take this man to a wedding chapel]

"Eyy, you can't say stuff like that," she pushed his shoulder, making him laugh while she shook her head. "Sorry Carats, he's weird."

[OR IS HE?]

[her reaction was everything]

[yes girl... you played that off... so well...]

After they clicked off and made sure to save the game, the two idols turned towards the camera. Wonwoo did a big stretch, reaching back with his arms as the girl turned towards him.

[eyeing the biceps, i see]

[as if you don't get to see enough of him every day already HUH]

"When can I come the next time?" He read out loud from the screen. Wonwoo thought for a second before answering, then directed his attention to one of the staff members behind the camera to make sure he wasn't spreading false information, all while Minnie was still focused on the comments.

"And Minnie-" the deep voice made her glance at the man next to her, "Will you be here next time?"

"If you invite me," she grinned at him.

[mh, tell him minnie]

With a chuckle, he nodded, "Okay, then let's see. If there's time we could play 'Howling Abyss'."

[is he trying to scare her away?]

[like... request another game she has never mentioned before dude]

"Oh..." she commented with a grimace.

"What?"

"Is that the one you tried teaching me?" She wondered. His nod confirmed her concern.

"Why?" A slight chuckle tumbled from his lips.

"I'm not good at it," she whined, suddenly clutching onto his arm, "Wonwoo, you can't make me play games that I'm bad at. I'll look like an idiot."

[the hand of the biceps]

[girly just had to touch it]

[i don't blame her]

[i'd be touching him all day everyday if i could]

Her reaction made him laugh out loud as his hand came up to cover hers, "Then you'll get better until next time. Or maybe the time after the next one. Then we can play together."

[WHY IS THIS MAKING ME SQUEAL]

[HIM TRYING TO SUPPORT HER?!]

[just kiss already for fuck's sake, I see the look in your eyes, come on]

A big huff left Minnie's lips as she dropped her hands. "Why can't we just play Sims together..."

[dream team]

Wonwoo chuckled, "You said you can't play that in multiplayer."

Which received him a glaring side-eye from the female dancer. "We could find a way."

"Sure," he nodded with a smile.

[and there comes the supporting boyfriend yet once again]

Incheon Airport 231112

[idk what is in the air, but they've been so much closer i feel like?!]

The entire group was making their way through their airport, each member walking at their own pace, next to each other, in a line, or by themselves as they waved to the cameras that were following them through the building. Wonwoo and Minnie were in the middle, the rapper carrying his roll suitcase while the female member only had a small shoulder bag casually by her side. Both covered in big coats due to the cold weather. With all the screaming, shouting, and camera clicking around them, the couple, as well as the rest of the group, was used to not talking to each other while in pace, only once they would come to a halt or find a quieter spot after making it through the security check.

[i don't even want to know how stressful this can be😖]

They had reached the passport checkpoint, making them form a somewhat ordered line, each member standing behind another one, their managers and bodyguards by their side. The couple, who had stood close to each other the entire time was facing each other, leaning in slightly to hear the other person better. As there were still people in front of them, they had some time to pass.

[idk if this is a coincidence or if they're each wearing just one airpot BUT the fact that minnie is only wearing a right one and wonwoo is only wearing a left one?!?!?!?👀👀👀]

[maybe not so much of a coincidence]

[sharing airpods?!?!?! stfu they're so adorable]

Minnie chuckled at something the '96 Liner had said, making her turn around to catch the lens of one of the cameras directly with her eye.

[i really want to know what he said hahaha]

[spill the tea about annoying paparazzi]

A quick smile was sent before she turned her direction back to the man in front of her, reaching up, thanks to his height, to adjust the bucket hat on his head, pulling it down just a tad bit more.

[she makes sure he stays covered bc that's how he feels comfortable]

[i'm gonna cry]

She let her left hand brush over his shoulder and to his back, giving him a few gentle and comforting pats.

[they really need each other omg]

The sound of his voice ringing through the one ear that didn't have an airpod in, made her lean in once again before nodding along to what the rapper was telling her.

[OH PLS just kiss already guyyyyssssss]

Once the people in front of them in line were done and their turn had come, Wonwoo's hand on her back now pushed her forward slowly to go first, letting her know by tapping his fingers against her.

[👀]

Minnie was quickly through, thanked the staff and moved further, coming to a halt behind the railing and taking the moment to turn to the cameras and fans one last time before they'd finally reached a more private area of the airport. The '96 Liner joined her, waving to the fans for a quick moment before turning around and following their manager with the female performer right by his side.

[i want someone to wait for me like that]

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN ('FML' Promotions Sketch)

"Pre-recordings are usually always fun, but for some reason, the members are extra happy today," Minnie explained into the camera as they filmed a short interview in the hallway right before their Music Bank stage appearance.

[can we just real quick give a shoutout to her stylist?! the makeup?! The outfits?! I'm in LOVE]

"But I'm not gonna complain about that. I'm very happy that they're... so excited, early on in the morning."

[minnie... this isn't their fault... you're just a morning person that i will never understand]

For a second, she looked around the room, focusing on something behind the camera. "I already took my pictures. I'm gonna post them on Instagram later. Now it's Junnie's turn," motioning for the cameraman to focus on the Chinese member who had just waddled his way into the small gap by the railing.

[and the pictures were FIRE]

"You know," the camera shot back to her, "I'm really glad you always do these interviews before our performances," Minnie chuckled. "Because after them..." she pressed her lips into a tight line before continuing, "You... you really don't want to see us that gross and out of breath and sweaty."

[we do actually. we do.]

"I don't look good like that."

[yes you do, tf are you on about?!]

[this woman...]

"So thank you for always... showing us from our good side-" her demeanour changed within a second as her attention paced to someone next to the cameraman. "What are you doing?!" She whined. "You're making me nervous, looking at me like that."

Once the camera moved to the side, Wonwoo's figure was revealed.

[OF COURSE HE'S THERE]

[look at that grin]

[UGH]

[called me single just by smiling at her wtf]

He had his arms crossed and a smirk decorated his face as his eyes were fixed on the female member, who had gotten closer to him to push him away playfully. Thanks to his stature, the rapper only budged slightly, making the girl sigh out loud.

[big boy]

[i need him to put me in a headlock]

"He's been standing there the entire time," she told the camera.

The '96 Liner continued to look at her. "What? I'm not allowed to stand here?"

[DON'T DO HER LIKE THAT WONWOO]

[we know damn well why you were standing there]

[you little simp]

"I'm talking about being disgusting and sweating, and you're just standing there, laughing at me," she shook her head, crossing her arms as she gazed at him.

[*whispers* because he's secretly in love with you, but pssh]

Wonwoo chuckled at her comment, his nose scrunching up slightly. "I wasn't laughing AT you."

She rolled her eyes dramatically. "Whatever..."

Then, it was his turn to look into the camera. "Carats," he started, "I promise, I wasn't laughing at her. I was enjoying her interview just like you would."

[-... i'm gonna have a stroke]

Minnie's laugh echoed in the background before Wonwoo joined her, waving off the cameraman as he disappeared again.

[Going Seventeen] EP.91 Point of Omniscient Interfere Penalty #1

"If you get over 90 on that karaoke machine, I'll give you 10." Minnie overheard Woozi's voice as she was washing her hands by the sink in the kitchen.

Her ears perked up when DK continued. "Okay, if you give it your all, I'll give you 30 grapes." She quickly dried her hands and rushed over to where some of the other members were sitting, watching Hoshi standing by the karaoke machine.

Hoshi saw her excited facial expression. "Minnie, you wanna do it with me?" To which she eagerly nodded, getting a chuckle from Wonwoo and Minghao, who had joined to watch and listen.

[i LOVE hoshi and minnie interactions and i am begging for more]

"Okay," the leader of the performance unit spoke, "40 grapes for each, Minnie and I, and we will give you the best performance you have ever seen."

"20 each," Dokyeom tried to argue.

"30," the female member continued, raising her eyebrows at him as she accepted the microphone Hoshi was holding out for her.

[scoups taught her so well]

Her fellow '97 Liner nodded, "Alright, 30 for each of you if you get over 90 points and give a good performance."

Some of the other members joined in once they heard the start of the song, now very eager to see the two as they knew how dramatic they could get once given the opportunity.

"If your voices don't crack when we raise it up by two keys, you get ten," Mingyu offered loudly, making the girl turn around.

"Ten each!" She quickly interjected before focusing back on the song.

Hoshi and she continued, spinning each other around and truly giving the performance of their lifetime as theatrically and dramatically as possible as they sang their hearts out at the sad song they had chosen.

After the first verse was over, DK told them to cancel it and see what score they had gotten, but it didn't show, starting a small argument, that was quickly resolved.

Dokyeom took out the purple stickers, counting each one. "Okay, there's thirty for now, divide it by two, I can't be bothered to take out the other thirty."

"What? Wait, hold on," Minnie immediately argued.

[oooh... he fucked up]

"Mister Mediator! That's out of line! Isn't he out of line?" Hoshi immediately took her side.

Wonwoo raised his head to look at the trio.

"They only sang the first verse," DK tried to explain, but the female member pushed his hand away.

"Because you told us to cancel it after the first verse!"

"Wait, wait," the Mediator reached out, "Who said to cut it off?"

"He did!"

"Him!" Hoshi and Minnie pointed at their member at the same time, who raised his hands in defence.

[they're such siblings]

[imagine the reaction of hoshi and minnie if you had told them like 10 years go that they would one day be such a strong duo to go up against dk... they'd laugh in your face]

"I thought you could still see the score after the first verse," he explained.

The female performer took her leader's hand and made him sit down with her. Dokyeom copied their antics, and soon all four of them were sitting in a circle, trying to explain the situation to Wonwoo.

"Wonwoo, you have to explain to him that he can't do that! He has to keep his promise," Minnie whined at the older member, her hand unknowingly on his knee.

[i love her so much]

"He's Mister Mediator, not Wonwoo," the main singer warned her.

She sent him a glare in return, "I can call him Wonwoo if I want to. And you stop nagging me and keep your promise!"

[why do i feel like the '97 line is like constantly bickering haha]

[and wonwoo seems to always kinda be right in the middle😭😭]

"But I didn't know!"

"That doesn't matter!"

After a bit more discussing, the '96 Liner rapper made sure they got the extra thirty they were promised when Hoshi decided to add something.

"But I was also deeply emotionally hurt by Dokyeom."

"You were?" Wonwoo questioned, turning to Minnie. "You as well?" Who nodded with a pout,

"Very."

[gotta ask the girlfreind as well]

"Okay," he patted her hand. "Dokyeom, give them five each extra."

[gotta make sure they're happy]

[well done mister mediator]

The other members watched the four in amusement when Mingyu decided to comment,

"Woah, everyone's making good money."

"That's right," Woozi chuckled, "But the mediator keeps making odd decisions."

"The mediator's a little weird."

"I think he's a bit biased," the producer of the group smiled at the facial expression from the girl that she made as an answer to his comment.

[BRO GOT CALLED OUT]

[minnie's reaction killed me hahah]

She grinned. "And I think others just need to learn, how to be more kind."

[OH]

[Going Seventeen] EP.88 BOOmily Outing #4

"Ugh, we need someone that got it right," Jeonghan sighed out loud after getting sent back in line a third time, still not getting the song right they had to chant out to Seungkwan.

[i could feel their tiredness through the screen during this entire scene]

Wonwoo, who was right next to him, eyes still half closed from being sleep-deprived, looked around the garden, finding the person he was looking for lying on the wooden floor of the porch.

"Minnie!" He called out, catching her attention as she raised her head to look at the members.

[LOOK AT HER]

[how could you not be in love with her]

[she looks so cute without makeup]

"Can you come here for a second?"

"Why?" She asked back, sitting up straighter.

"We need someone to sing the song for us," the '95 Liner explained. Shortly after Woozi, the female member remembered the song correctly as well and was able to go back into the house. Too bad for her that after waking up in the morning, the girl is usually unable to go back to sleep, explaining why she had decided to lounge outside instead, not joining their producer inside.

With a smirk, she ran her fingers through her hair. "Then you have to come here."

Jeonghan slapped Wonwoo's shoulder gently nutdging towards the '97 Liner. "Go."

[sending the boyfriend, yes, we support]

[the way he didn't even start to argue but just went]

Before even starting to argue, the rapper made his way over to his girlfriend, who was already smiling at him.

"You really don't remember it after three rounds?" She wondered. Wonwoo took a seat right next to her, his hand gently grazing her knee, stopping to rest it right there as she was sitting with her legs crisscrossed.

[WE ARE ALL SEEING THIS I HOPE]

[listen here]

[when it comes to wonnie]

[it's the little things alright]

[JUST LIKE THIS]

*insert zoomed-in picture of the two and Wonwoo's hand*

[this is what this stan fandom is surviving on]

[we're in pain]

The older member yawned, his eyes trained on the rest of the group that was still getting hit on the head with the rubber hammer. "No one remembers the second verse correctly."

Minnie nodded. "It's 'Let's go to the market, the FUNNY market. Everything is there, the market's full of fun'. All of you are saying 'the fun market'."

With scrunched eyebrows, he turned his head, gazing at the girl who was grinning teasingly at him. "How long have you been listening to our struggle?"

"Ever since I finished," she couldn't help but giggle at his reaction, her forehead touching his shoulder affectionately.

[AAAAH BACKGROUND ACTION]

[AFFECTION FROM WONNIE]

Wonwoo chuckled, "And you didn't think to help us?"

"You never asked."

The rapper stood up with a shaking head, the smile still prominent on his face as he walked back to Jeonghan, who was already awaiting him, but not before he let his fingers tighten around Minnie's knee, making her jolt up and slap him out of reflex.

[i saw that wonwoo]

[he's so annyoing, i love him]

He laughed at her reaction - he knew how much she hated whenever someone did that to her.

[and i react just like her anytime someone does that to me]

[that shit hurts]

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] ('Super' Choreography Practice Sketch)

The idol group had finished their final practice of the choreo to 'Super' and everyone was cleaning up to leave. Some decided to stand behind for a few more minutes, talking to the choreographers and dancers. The cameraman for this Inside Seventeen episode caught Dokyeom and Dino before they were able to head off, now standing in front of the camera, talking about the exhausting day they had just put behind.

[not wonnie related but can we talk about how fucking good they look, thank you]

In the background, Wonwoo, wearing a green puffer vest, was engulfed in a conversation with three of the 200 extra dancers they had brought in for that last day. Nodding along to whatever story they were telling, he got distracted when Minnie's familiar figure walked up next to him.

Without even thinking about it, he opened his left arm, welcoming the girl into a comforting side hug. A warm smile spread on her lips as she wrapped her arms around his torso, letting her cheek rest on his shoulder.

[NOT SO LITTLE, BUT STILL BACKGROUND]

[i don't even know if they realise the camera caught them]

[i love how the cameraman didn't even budge though]

[like they're clearly directly in the middle of the screen hahaha]

[inse editors are wonnie supporters <3]

For a quick minute, the rapper leaned down to whisper something into her ear, to which the girl nodded before getting included in the conversation by one of the female dancers who had been talking. As soon as the sound of the '96 Liner's deep voice rang through her ears, Minnie lifted her head to look at him.

[that, ladies and gentleman, is called lovey-dovey eyes]

[i have no fucking idea if you actually call it that but that's what it looks like to me, fight me]

When everyone started chuckling at something that was being said, she straightened her back and dropped the arm that was wrapped around his front - Wonwoo's stayed around her shoulders, gently rubbing up and down her upper arm.

[i love small cute domestic shit like that]

[they just look so comfortable like that]

[like imagine you're in a friend group with them and suddenly they do this shit]

[i'd start crying because of how cute it looks]

[but it's probably the most normal thing ever for them]

[UGH pls adopt me into this group]

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN (The Game Caterers Shoot Sketch)

Just as Seungcheol was coming down the stairs, Wonwoo and Minnie arrived and made their way up, passing the cameraman who was filming for their new Inside Seventeen episode. The female member was behind the rapper, both of her hands on his back, playfully pushing him to move quicker as he was slow in his steps.

[pls]

With sleep still written all across his face, Wonwoo turned to his left to wave at the camera. "Hi," he simply said, continuing his walk up.

Minnie stopped in her tracks to look at the camera with a big smile, taking a step forward to get a bit closer. "Good morning!"

[again: everyone else is completely normal, and then we have minnie. the morning person]

Her voice held much more cheer than any of the other members.

But as quick as she was there, she jolted up the steps as the camera moved to show that Wonwoo had also stopped to wait on her. The two continued side by side.

[he waited for her...]

[he WAITED for her]

[what in the low expectations... why am i reacting like this]

[BUT LOOK AT THEM]

Incheon Airport 230515

Wonwoo had just gotten out of the car, coming to a halt right at the door. Next, and last, Minnie stepped out, revealing her figure. Over one shoulder, she had a dark backpack, that was swiftly taken off her by the '96 Liner, who threw it over his own shoulders in a quick move.

[he ain't letting her carry ANYTHING]

The girl put on her sunglasses right away as the flashing lights had already started to blind her, making the rapper react quickly. He tried to cover her as she turned around to use the car door as an emergency mirror, for just a moment.

[it's giving timothée chalamet and saoirse ronan and I'm so here for it]

When she was about to lean forward, wanting to get something out of the vehicle, Wonwoo beat her to it and pulled out a rolling suitcase. He let it hit the floor before pulling the handle up, ready to move forward and join the other members that had already gathered by the crosswalk.

[I TOLD YOU]

[princess treatment and nothing less👑]

The couple started to make their way past the cars, straight ahead, with Wonwoo at a slightly quicker pace due to his longer legs, making the girl have to almost jog to catch up with him as she reached out for the handle to take control over her luggage. The rapper's head, half of his face covered by a bucked hat, turned to her, looking down at where their hands met. He placed his free on on top of hers, pushing it away, only for her to repeat her action, still trying to claim her suitcase.

[if your man doesn't fight you wanting to carry your luggage, is he even your man?]

[never settle for less is what I'm learning here]

[thank you wonwoo for raising my standards yet once again]

Wonwoo stood his ground and just continued to carry it forward, making the girl shake her head as she stopped next to Dokyeom, turning to him with a smile that he returned.

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN WORLD TOUR [BE THE SUN] NORTH AMERICA BEHIND #1

During one of their breaks in their concert, some of the members had gathered around right behind the stage, some having decided on sitting on the stairs, while others went for the possibly slightly more comfortable choice on one of the plastic chairs the staff had put up - Hoshi and Wonwoo were two of them. With a grin on his face, patted the rapper his own thigh as soon as Dino had approached him, a bottle of water in his grip. The maknae denied the proposal, only for the older to continue the action, his palm repeatedly hitting the silver fabric of his pants.

Minnie was right behind Minghao, appearing from one of the black doors, joining the members that were currently being filmed. She was still adjusting the microphone around her head as she saw the '96 and '99 Liners' interaction, giggling.

The corner of her lips curled up as she watched the youngest shaking his head each time Wonwoo motioned for him to sit down, giving her the opportunity to take his place. With only a few steps, she stopped right in front of the rapper, turning around and taking a seat on the thigh he had been patting only a second ago, getting a burst of laughter from him in return.

[girl took that like it was reserved for her]

[dang]

[so hot]

Dino, who now had his eyes on the couple almost choked on his water as he started laughing, putting down the bottle he was holding.

[HIS REACTION😂😂]

"If you won't, I'll gladly accept the seat," she grinned at the youngest, who saluted her, making her and Wonwoo chuckle.

[oh minnie same]

[same same same...]

The camera didn't miss the hand he had placed on her left thigh as he rested his forehead on her shoulder, his shoulders still shaking from laughing.

[MH, WE ALL CAUGHT THAT TOO]

[INSIDE SEVENTEEN] SEVENTEEN WORLD TOUR [BE THE SUN] NORTH AMERICA BEHIND #2

The couple hadn't yet realised they had gotten caught during the thumb wrestle they had started with each other while waiting to go back on stage in Fort Worth. Minnie was trying to free her hand from Wonwoo's tight grip, pulling away with the strength she had left, but he easily caught her thumb with his, making him laugh and her whine out loud.

[again, so cute for what]

[just get a room and get to it, jesus]

Only then, did she realise the camera had been on them, gazing at the cameraman with wide eyes and her lips pressed together as she mouthed, 'Did you just see me lose?' To which the camera moved up and down.

[GIRL]

[we've been watching you WINNING in life for quite a while]

[you get to do stuff like this on the regular]

[you are WINNING my friend, trust me]

The rapper turned his head in confusion, which got washed away as soon as he saw the light that was attached to the device.

With their hands still interlocked, the female member released her fingers and used her other hand for more strength as she held onto Wonwoo's, trying hard to curve his fingers, so they'd create the other half of her heart. The '96 Liner continued to laugh at her antics as he watched her struggle.

[HE'S A MENACE]

[let her live]

[let her do a godforsaken heart, JESUS😂😭]

For a second, the girl managed to get his fingers in the right position, making her quickly turn to the camera and smile before dropping his hand only a second later, getting another chuckle from the man in return. While she kept a disappointed look on her face, Wonwoo got a hold of her hand, patting it gently as he formed a finger heart with his free hand, getting a chuckle out of her.

[he's actually really cute, we all know that]

[he'd do anything for her, i just know it]

Minnie joined him and sent a wink in the camera's direction in addition.

[well... time to go find myself a wonwoo, brb]

Minnie x Members Content (open)

poly!mimiwon (open)

Taglist: @shrynkk @chaebb @lunarxsun @hoe4wonwoo @kimhyejin3108 @soobzao @billboard-singer @cosmicwintr @zwiehe @alixnsuperstxr @angie-x3 @smooore @allthings-fandoms

#minnie 🌷#seventeen #seventeen oc #seventeen 14th member #wonwoo #kpop oc #svt #imagines

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sugarandspisces-writes · 9 months

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for a possible suggestion/request: reader is being silly and teasing melissa, melissa gets playfully annoyed and threatens to "get" the reader; reader sees it as an empty threat because melissa would never hurt her and cheekily pushes her buttons further, which ultimately results in the reader losing a very one-sided tickle fight 😭❤️ (though perhaps still "winning" to the reader because 1) physical affection and 2) they got melissa to be silly with them too 🫠🫶🥹)

Speaking From the Heart Pt. II

Pairing: Melissa Schemmenti x reader

Summary: Melissa is trying to get some work done, and r just wants her attention

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: Thank you for the request, nonnie. I hope I did your idea justice!

P.S. I'm just now realizing that I already wrote a physical touch headcanon. Oops. But this one is cute and fluffy and silly and I loved writing it. I hope you all enjoy reading it. Okie bye!! <3

Physical Touch

You were big on physical affection and luckily so was Melissa. It took some time for you to figure it out, but she was a huge softie. At any given moment, Melissa was likely to display her affection through touch. She was observant and enjoyed learning all the things that made you melt. At home, you loved when she would wrap her arms around you and place kisses on your neck. In public, she would be discreet with her actions, but she still made sure her adoration was evident. If you were walking side by side she would link your pinkies together. If you were in an unfamiliar place, she would place a hand on your lower back and guide you around. She always made you feel utterly safe and cared for, and while you appreciated the heartfelt gestures, you liked to have a little fun every now and again.

✦ ✦ ✦

The steady pitter-patter of rain held your attention as you sat on the couch. You watched the raindrops as they hit the window and made their descent to the ground. Sometimes one droplet became two, creating a large bead that would race down the pane faster than your eyes could keep up. The light rapping of precipitation on the roof was soothing and almost relaxing enough to make you fall asleep.

There was just one thing missing: Melissa. She was right there with you, sitting at the coffee table grading her students' worksheets. For some reason, though, it felt like she was miles away. Her back was facing you (maybe that had something to do with it), but you could almost picture what she looked like. Red reading glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose, eyebrows scrunched, and lips in a small pout as she deciphered messy handwriting. You watched as she tapped her pen on the stack of papers – something she did to help her think. She was deciding which encouraging note that student would receive.

“Oh, I know,” the redhead murmured once she figured it out. She was always attentive and deliberate with her feedback, firmly believing that her positive comments helped her students’ confidence.

God, she was so cute. You let out a sigh, becoming painfully aware of the space between you two. Maybe you could distract yourself for another thirty minutes. Her stack of papers seemed to be slimming down, and you were certain she’d be done soon. You picked up your phone, choosing to scroll through the messages you’d received. Seeing a Tik Tok from one of your friends, you clicked the link before remembering you’d sworn to a vow of silence. Melissa had been hesitant to let you keep her company, knowing she’d be running the risk of you interrupting her. You could only sit with her if you were going to be quiet because she’d lose focus otherwise.

She was already a week behind on grading, and you let out another sigh at that realization. Really, your only options were to sit there and watch the rain or to read your book (something you already grew tired of since you’d been doing it for the past hour). You truly just wanted Melissa’s attention at this point.

“Something wrong back there?” The woman asked as she scribbled dark ink onto stark white paper.

You startled at the sound of her voice piercing the quiet, “No, why?”

“You’re doing a lot of sighing,” she noted, not bothering to look back at you.

“I’m just bored.” You answered truthfully, a slight whine in your tone.

“I’m almost done,” she updated you before murmuring, “What the hell?”

You assumed that wasn’t directed toward you. She must have read a crazy answer on one of the worksheets. Her kids were known for writing down some wild things.

You decided to watch that Tik Tok after all. You came to the conclusion that it wouldn't bother her too much if the volume was low. However, as soon as the video began to play, the teacher noticed.

“Hon,” she said in a cautionary tone.

“Yes?”

“If you don’t turn that phone off, I’m gonna break it.” She huffed.

Any other time you’d feel the effects of her words, but that particular statement didn’t have her usual boldness. She wasn’t the best multitasker, unable to grade papers and be stern at the same time. She’d have to stop one thing to do the other and you knew that. So, you continued to play the video, turning the volume down lower in hopes that it would fix the issue. If she really wanted to stop you, she would.

“Y/N.” She whipped her head over her shoulder giving you a sharp glare.

“What?” you asked, a smile playing on your lips as your theory was proven to be correct.

She put her pen down and moved to face you. “Turn it off. I’m not kidding.”

“Okay, Mel.” You smiled sweetly, with the intention of not giving her any grief.

Then your finger slipped and you accidentally scrolled down to the next video. Your eyes widened and your mouth rounded in surprise. Unbeknownst to Melissa, you had meant to exit out of the app, but your phone seemed to take its own interpretation of your actions.

Melissa got up from the floor quicker than you expected her to, and before you knew it she was walking over to you. The same look from before took hold of her face, and you tried not to focus on how pretty she looked in her glasses. A smile planted itself on your lips as you admired her and that seemed to provoke the woman.

“Something funny?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“No,” you shook your head as she walked closer to you. “It’s just– that was an accident. I was trying to close the app.”

She’d made her way onto the couch, placing her legs on either side of your body and angling herself so she was leaning over you. Funny how a few minutes ago you were dying to be near her, but now you felt nervous under her gaze.

“Mhmm,” she nodded, “I bet you did.” Her hand reached out to snatch your phone.

You were quicker than her and swiftly moved your hand before she could catch you.

“Y/N, come on.” She tilted her head and reached out for the device again. “I don’t have time for games.”

“I’m not playing games.” You laughed. “If you want it, you’re gonna have to try a little harder.”

Moments later, you found yourself in a struggle trying to keep your phone safe. Once she realized where things were going, Melissa resorted to the only thing she knew would give her the upper hand.

“Melissa, I swear to God if you tickle me.” You gritted through heavy breathing.

She grinned at you before moving her hands down to grab at your sides.

“Melissa! Stop!” You tried to wriggle out of her grip, legs kicking and hands grabbing at her, but it was no use. She had you pinned down to the couch and you were too weakened by laughter to fight back.

“I’ll stop,” she paused when you looked at her with hopeful eyes, “if you apologize.”

“I-It was an acc–” you giggled and gasped through her attack. “An accide–”

She didn’t even give you the chance to finish what you were saying. If the words weren’t “I’m sorry”, then she didn’t want to hear them.

“Melissa!” Your eyes started well up with tears as you used your last bit of available breath to let out a laugh. “Stop, I can’t breathe!”

“Apologize,” she smiled, knowing that she was going to win this fight. Your phone was long gone, had dropped out of your grip once she laid her hands on you.

Your breathing troubles increased and the muscles in your stomach were burning, so you caved in. “Okay! O-okay! I’m s-sorry.”

After your confession, she stopped as promised. You were breathless with tears streaming down your face from laughing so much. Melissa was laughing nearly as much as you, and it was probably because you looked like a hot mess.

“That was so uncalled for.” You pouted as she loosened the grip her legs had on you.

“It was so called for,” she mocked. “You wouldn’t turn your damn phone off.”

“I tried!” You exclaimed. “Clearly my phone has a mind of its own.”

Melissa reached up to wipe your tears away. “You’re strong. I thought you were gonna fling me off of this couch.”

“I thought you were gonna let me die on this couch.” You looked at her with wide eyes.

She threw her head back in a cackle, “Don’t be so dramatic.”

“I couldn’t fucking breathe, Melissa!” You emphatically motioned to your lungs.

“Poor thing,” she cupped your chin with her fingers. “Maybe next time you’ll keep your phone off.” She moved to get off the couch, but you reached for her arm to stop her in her tracks.

“I think I deserve a few minutes of cuddling for my troubles.” You proposed the idea hoping she would give take pity and give in.

“Your troubles?” she looked at you quizzically. “I’m the one who has to spend the next hour grading.”

“Please,” you whined as she started to move off of the couch again. “Just for a few minutes.”

“No, because a few minutes always turns into a few hours.”

“Please, baby.” You gave her puppy dog eyes. “I’ll help you finish grading.”

At the sound of you calling her baby, her eyes softened and you knew you were about to win this debate. She may be the queen of coercion, but you were also pretty good.

“Fine,” she conceded, “but only for ten minutes.”

She laid back on the couch and held her arms out to welcome you. You happily took the invitation and snuggled up to her chest. You placed a kiss on her collarbone to show your thanks, a chuckle escaping your throat.

“What?” She asked, her fingers already making circles on your back to calm you.

“Nothin’.” You continued to laugh quietly.

“Tell me.” Melissa couldn’t help but join in on the laughter, finding it infectious.

“You’re such a softie.”

“No I’m not,” she grumbled.

“You are.” You looked up at her. Even though she disagreed with you, you could see the twinkle in her eyes.

“You sure you wanna talk to me like that? When my hands are this close to you?” She asked, alluding to the fact that she wasn’t afraid to start a tickle fight again.

“Hey, let’s not get crazy.” You eyed her cautiously.

“I’m not soft.” She scrunched her face in disapproval.

“Whatever you say, Lissa.” She was soft for you whether she admitted to it or not. “You know we're gonna be here for more than ten minutes, right?”

“Yeah, hon, I know,” she laughed. “If you wanted my attention you could have just asked.”

“Well, where’s the fun in that?” You winked at her. “Plus, you were busy.”

“I’m never too busy to cuddle.” She placed a kiss on the top of your head as you moved to rest on her shoulder. “I love being close to you.”

At that confession, you looked at her with raised eyebrows.

She rolled her eyes. “Okay, maybe I see what you’re saying.”

“You big softie.” You teased again.

“Stop it.” She poked your side. “Or I’m gonna get you.”

“It’s okay. I love you just the way you are.” You smiled, sealing the deal with a kiss.

Previous Chapter

#melissa schemmenti #melissa schemmenti x reader #abbott elementary #sugarᥫ᭡writes

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northernstvr · 4 months

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I’m yours

“you’re so pretty it hurts”

chap.1 chap.2 chap.3

Pairing: Wolfstar x Reader

Warnings: slight cursing, nothing really else.

for the texting, the blue is remus, the pink is you ☹️ sorry for the sexist colors but it’s what i can see best 😭

Getting back to your flat the day after that..interesting experience with your friend you sighed and pulled out the piece of paper the two very charming men gave you, ‘who do i text first?’ you grunted and just put it the first number on the page, with the name ‘Remus’ written over top of it, the handwritting was much neater than his mates, who you came to realize was his boyfriend, or so your friend told you.

“Hello?” 9:48am

“Been waiting for your text, love.” 9:48am

“Stalkerish.” 9:49am

“Don’t be rash, we had a fun time hanging out yesterday.” 9:49am

“We?” 9:49am

“Sirius and I.” 9:50am

Setting your phone down, you let out a huff. Maybe they ARE dating and they’re just playing with your feelings like the fuck boys they make themselves out to be. Looking at the clock, you had 2 hours to shower and get ready to be at work. Putting your hair in two low pigtails and doing a ‘natural’ makeup look, you headed out the door and caught a bus to the small café you’ve worked at for years.

“Don’t ignore us, darling.” 1:03pm

“I’m busy.” 1:11pm

“Busy..mhm..busy doing what?” 1:11pm

“doing my job. I’ve gotta go. bye.” 1:12pm

closing out of your messages, you glanced at the small number digits on your phone 1:13pm, you had 2 minutes before your break was over. “Y/N, today’s a slow day, why don’t you just go home?” you smiled and sighed “alright, thanks penny.” gathering your stuff you went and clocked out at 1:17pm.

“are you still busy?” 1:20pm

“We want to see you” 1:21pm

you looked at the notifications that were filling up your phone ‘don’t want to see you though.’ you thought and pursed your lips. Looking at the long list of shopping you had to get through for next weeks visit from your parents. Feeling your phone vibrate for a third time you opened it and read the message.

“Please, we’re only in town for 3 more weeks and we’d really like to get to know you more.” 1:30pm

“I have a lot of shopping to get through.” 1:32pm

“we’ll accompany you.” 1:32pm

“Fine, im heading to the grocery store near the bar you guys played at, its 4 doors down to the left once your at the entrance.” 1:34pm

Entering the store you huffed, grabbing a basket and pulling out your list- your phone vibrated again, your mom was calling. “Yes mom?” you mentally groaned as you heard her voice screaming at you from the other side of the line, about what? no clue.

The boys had gotten to the store 10 minutes after your text was sent. “well, where is she?” sirius sighed as remus just shrugged. Hearing the faintness of your voice down an isle they both walked over too it, “mom i really- ok.” you just sighed which sent her on another rampage “mom? mom? can’t hear you- yo- your breaking up-..” you groaned and hung up on her. “You alright darling?” Jumping a bit at the sudden voice you sighed “fine. thank you.” you glanced up to the two. “Hi!” sirius chirped and snatched you up for a hug “hello.” wrapping your arms somewhat around him, trying not to make it awkward. “What’re you shopping for?” remus started, as sirius let you pull away from the hug, “dinner- or dinners…my parents and their 3 kids are coming down.” remus nodded and sirius raised an eyebrow “their 3 kids?” you nodded as you proceeded to go down another isle “Im adopted, moved out at like 16, they lived and still do, in a tiny apartment, 2 bedroom so 4 of us had to stay in one.” you huffed, shivering at the thought of your stuff just magically going missing “where do you stay now?” you mentally cringed “One bedroom apartment.” grabbing basically any bag of chips, sodas, Cookies, etc, they begun to question, “is this all their gonna eat?” you giggled slightly “the kids? yeah. my parents actually expect me to cook. but the meat and stuff isn’t on sale yet.” remus glanced towards sirius before they both nodded “well pay-“ you cut them off “no.” sirius whined and started arguing with you “why not?” remus started slowly guiding the basket towards the meat section which made you stop. “because, if i have the meet then i HAVE to cook- just simply telling them they have to suffer with Tv dinners-“ sirius cut you off with a finger to your lips “you survive off of tv dinner?” his face looked distraught “I live alone, why would i cook for one person and wash 3 dishes.” sirius almost went faint, “b-b-but-“ remus shushed him “Love, if that’s how you like it, so be it. but, why don’t you stay with us next week? Sirius and i are renting this house till we go back and i expect it’d be big enough for the 6 of you.” you shook your head “stuff’ll go missing.” remus shrugged “not like any of what we packed was really important, plus our instruments are with james and peter” Sirius cut him off “we decided to bunk separately.” you thought about it “fine but that doesn’t really-“ it was remus’ turn to shush you, “we have our own private chef.” he winked at you and grabbed your hand, leaving the trolley in the middle of the store, slowly guiding you out, “why don’t we go to the park instead-“ they both chimed up in sync you huffed and just nodded, to tired to argue with both of them.

Spending the day with the two big goofs were fun, despite not really wanting too “Love?” you hummed in response, he softly grabbed your hand “it’s late, come back to ours? have dinner with us?” you smiled and just nodded softly “alright.”

#remus lupin #james potter #sirius black #sirius x reader #wolfstar #remus x reader #x reader #slow burn

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mywritingonlyfans · 7 months

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I’m not sure he to say this but I’m absolutely obsessed with prof turner I check tumblr 4 times a day and reread it once a day Ilysm for writing that masterpiece

I'm sorry I'm doing this with you 😭 I wish I wasn't struggling to write, I can't say when I'm going to post part2 than soon, I'm trying to finish it very soon so I can post it but I'm in a loop of thinking I'm being too long-winded describing things. And I had to change some things because of the size/long and it doesn't seem fair to you to have to do more parts. (I regret not having expanded to more parts but at the same time imagine me taking so long to post, you would hate me). Anyway, there are still some bites left to be written and I'm still going to proofread... it will take a few more days, but I hope it will be soon! Sorry it's taking this long, guys 🥹 BUT I DEAD GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT ENOUGH TO BE REREADING IT!!! it's lovely!!! Tysm!!

:this is a small wip from somewhere near the beginning of part2:

His messy and crooked handwriting on the napkin somehow lingered in your mind. Not as much as the possibility of him being someone other than yours, but it persistently surrounded your aura. Your idealization of Professor Turner did not fit with him being a traitor, so yes, the way you portrayed him in your mind did not allow for such a possibility unless he proved otherwise. And that hurts, from deep within your core to the bitterness in your mouth and the burning in your throat. It was frustrating, yet you still wanted him around. What continued to motivate you to read the book he had given you and delve into his notes was the feeling of having him by your side, reading every word with you. Sometimes you were certain that if you closed your eyes, you could hear his rough, accentuated voice blending with the characters.

Perhaps, if you were his age and already held a degree, maybe even a professor specializing in romantic literature, there might have been something between you two. Picture it: a rainy afternoon, your head resting on his chest, his warm lips near your ear as he read to you. You hadn't openly acknowledged it yet, but you felt a certain compatibility despite the numbers of years difference. It took you a while to realize, but his demeanor softened whenever he saw you, his gaze growing more serene, and even the beloved wrinkle between his eyebrows had time to relax. His voice became gentler. You weren't completely oblivious to these cues, though you did have your doubts.

It all traced back to that one night when he had come to your aid, opening your eyes to the possibility that he could belong to someone. The faint, woody scent of his blazer had found its way to your home. He had even apologized for pulling back from a kiss, not wanting to be rude, and left his phone number in your belongings with a simple message: "Call me if you need me, lil’ one." He left no room for doubt; your mind still spun, and you felt helpless, uncertain about what steps to take. But your desire to do something about it burned brightly.

"I can hear your breathing," his tone was relaxed. Just as you hoped it would be with you, and then you wondered if he could recognize you by your breathing alone.

You remained silent, there was no plausible reason or emergency that had made you call. It wasn't strange, just unusual. He laughed, which made you imagine him with a cigarette between his fingers, taking a breath on the balcony with his mouth slightly open to blow out the smoke. Maybe he just smoked too much, and you weren't obsessed.

"It's okay, little one. We can stay in silence." He laughed, in a way that filled your lungs, and the little wrinkles around his eyes appeared for contemplation. At least in your mind, just for you.

You exhaled, your eyes filling with tears. It wasn't exactly a desire to cry, but you felt genuinely sad knowing that you weren't and wouldn't be his.

"How do you know it's me, Mr. Turner?" You wanted to sound playful, but your voice came out so shaky that it made calling him that seem inappropriate.

"It was a guess. Besides, I can't think of anyone who would call me at this hour and stay in deep silence. And, well," there was a pause, his guttural and muffled breathing making you take a deep breath. Enough time for a drag, you thought. "You know, I was ‘oping you’d call." He was sincere, typical of him. He always seemed too clear when he wanted to be. Everyone said he was strict, but you couldn't think of a time when he had made his students confused or uncertain about something he demanded. Demanded, that was a word that suited him in the classroom.

"Waited?" And you saw him nod with a sweet look for you, as if he were by your side. In fact, he just mumbled. "Expected me to be in trouble?" You tried to sound more cheerful.

There was a pause; you lay down, staring at the walls until you buried your nose in the pillow in a hug. He was close to his phone; you could hear him wet his lips and breathe lightly. You wanted to run your fingers over his face and hair again, but you couldn't deny that this was as magnificent as it got.

"Not at all, but I wouldn't hesitate to save you." His eyes closed tightly. The silence grew deeper, still comfortable, it was cute. If you had the chance, you would kiss him before that, before it got too cute. "I'm sorry," he said, not sounding regretful, just reluctant due to your brief absence.

You laughed, not saying anything, but it was enough for him to understand that everything was okay.

"Are you sad?"

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Hii!

Please, could I ask for a part 2 of the fic Hurt with Kit Walker, where on this one they actually do the escaping thing?

That story is so gem it got me like rooting for them so bad and wanting to know more like how do you do that omgggg 😭😭

Thank you sm

A/N: Thank you so much for the support! I really enjoyed writing this. It's a much needed break from the smut for me! ❤️❤️

Warnings: Use of the word harlot, 2k+ words, murder (x2), possible out of characterness for Kit and Sister Eunice

Part one

“10 am, courtyard.”

The little scrap of paper is illuminated by the moonlight coming from your small window. The crickets play their nightly song loudly as you try to decipher the message. It was simple but you felt as if there was some hidden code. The note was left under your bread roll at dinner. You hadn’t been able to tell Kit due to him being in solitary. The note was daunting. It could be one of the Sisters or another staff member trying to lure me away while Kit is gone. Still it could also be another patient who wants in on the escape plan. You look up at the black abyss of the night sky dotted with stars as you ponder your choices.

“To investigate or not to investigate, that is the question.”

****

The courtyard was empty. Wind blows through the trees as you sit in anticipation. It’s fifteen minutes past ten and the only person that has been in the courtyard was Pepper. You look anxiously at your watch, watching the hands tick slowly. You know that if Kit was here he would’ve disapproved of you even coming out here, but you were being careful. There was shiv hidden up your sleeve in case it was a trap. Your thoughts drift to getting kidnapped by masked individuals or the orderlies, but you suddenly snap back to reality when you hear a loud thud near the large wall encasing the courtyard.

“Hello?” you call from the bench, your voice quivering just a little. “Is someone there?”

Sounds of gravel crunching behind the wall indicates someone is walking around. Then a large rock flies over the barrier, landing just a few feet away from you. The gravel crunching stops, like someone is waiting for your next move. You dash over to the rock and see another note tied to it in the same handwriting as the last one.

“Sunday, 7 pm, storm drain passage under hidden door in Dr. Arden’s office.” Read the note.

“Okay!” you yell hoping that the person heard you. There is no confirmation, but the sound of gravel crunching away from the wall.

****

Sunday, 5pm

“You could have been hurt!” Kit was not very happy about your excursion the previous day. The first words out of your mouth after he got out of solitary were “I have a way out”, which at first excited him until he heard the full story.

“I know but it wasn’t like I could have waited for you. They gave me a specific date and time and I think they’re trustworthy,” you say. Kit responds but something catches your attention. The TV in the common room was on the upcoming week's weather forecast.

“Today we have some unexpected rain coming in with a possible thunderstorm now that these clouds are looking a little nasty,” said the forecaster in that smooth charismatic voice.

“Kit look,” you point to the TV. “A possible thunderstorm, remember what happened the last time there was a storm?”

“The lights went out,” his voice drips with realization. “And today is movie night.”

“Everyone will be in the same room!” you say almost a little too loudly.

"That means the person who wrote the note is either lucky or knows the activities schedule and what happened with the last storm. That means it could be anyone in here, but it has to be someone with access to the outside. Meaning the staff. The evil staff. The staff that would definitely try to set us up." Kit's once hopeful eyes look defeated.

"Or it could be staff that want to help us. Maybe an unhappy Orderly or something. We have to try anything we can to get out."

“I don’t know, I really don’t like this.”

“Do you have a better plan?”

****

Sunday 6:40 pm

Rain beats at the windows furiously. The clouds have darkened the sky leaving everything outside pitch black save for the random lightning strikes illuminating the land. All the patients stand lined up slowly progressing to the projector room. Kit stands impatiently, keeping his head on a swivel in case anything happens.

“Stop looking so suspicious,” you whisper. Sister Mary Eunice eyes both of you from in front of the line. Kit drops his head to avoid her gaze.

“Sorry, I’m just nervous. There’s almost no chance we make it out with no problems.”

“I know, but I brought protection,” you say, quickly flashing your shiv. A small look of relief spreads across Kit’s face. A loud clap of thunder shakes the building causing the lights to blink and swing overhead. Pepper whimpers a little as more thunder rolls in.

“It’s okay,” you whisper, giving her a pat of reassurance.

The movie room is a small room with five rows of chairs and a projector in the back. The nuns and Orderlies stand near the projector so they can watch the patients. You and Kit sit as close to the door as possible in the fourth row. After everyone piles into the room an old western starts to play. You look down at your watch to check the time.

“6:56 pm,” it read. You weren’t exactly sure how this was going to work. You were kind of expecting some sort of miracle from God to allow everything to go as planned. Without it you would almost certainly fail. You look at Kit but he’s practically gnawing off his fingers in nervousness.

“Just four more minutes,” you say, bringing his fingers away from his mouth. You’d never seen him so anxious before. Maybe this is a bad idea and you should stop while you still have the chance. Another loud clang of thunder reverberates through the building with a different sound. The unmistakable sound of the power shutting down. It takes a minute before it reaches the movie room, but as soon as it does all Hell breaks loose. Patients are screaming and the staff quickly try to calm everyone. This is your chance.

“Let’s go,” you whisper to Kit and grab his hand. His grip is tight as pulls you towards the door. It groans loudly when you try to pull it open.

“Somebody get to the door! Keep everyone in this room,” Sister Jude demands. You can hear the Orderlies making their way towards you. Kit jerks the door open, pushing you out quickly before shutting it behind himself.

“Shit, it’s dark!” you exclaim. Your own hands aren’t visible in the pitch black hallway.

“What did you expect in a power outage?” Kit quips. You both attempt to run down the hall to find the dining hall based on muscle memory. Your fingertips graze the wall to warn you of upcoming corners. A commotion comes from behind you.

“Hey where do you think you’re going?” An Orderly calls out. You both stop in hesitation. There’s no way he can see us, right? You don’t dare to respond, instead you slowly press yourself against the wall. You can’t tell where Kit is, but the Orderly moves closer towards you both. His footsteps stop right in front of you. Your breath slows to an impossible pace almost like you’d died. The Orderly breathes in frustration.

“God damn nuns, making me run around in the dark for crazy people,” he says. The groan of the movie room door echoes through the hallway and footsteps heading in the opposite direction catch his attention.

“Hey get back here!” he yells, sprinting away.

Air rushes back into your lungs as he runs away. “Kit,” you whisper, waving your hands around frantically in front of you.

“I’m here,” he says, grabbing your elbow before leading you back in the direction you were originally headed. You move quickly as more loud noises come from the movie room. A strike of lightning hits close to the windows, showing you that you’ve reached the dining hall. Dr. Arden’s office was just around the corner and down a flight of stairs to the basement.

“We’re --,” you’re interrupted by screams. A woman runs into the dining hall but doesn’t see you two. Following close behind her is Sister Mary Eunice by the sound of her voice.

“Get off of me!” the woman begs. Her cries are of pure terror. A part of you wants to help her, but you can’t risk it.

“You're a harlot and you will burn for your sins,” Sister Eunice’s voice distorted near the end of her sentence.

It sounded awful like the voice of every evil in the world molded into one. The hairs on the back of your neck raise and the only thing your body wants to do is piss itself in fear. Kit stands frozen next to you, probably in the same fear but you have to move. You pull him down to the floor where you’re mostly hidden. The woman moves closer towards your end of the table, so you slowly move around it to where the door is. Kit follows your lead, carefully trying to keep the floorboards from squeaking under his weight.

“You can’t escape me. No one can,” Sister Eunice, or what you think is Sister Eunice, mocks. A laugh escapes her throat. A laugh as nauseating as nails on chalkboard, a laugh so fear inducing that you nearly keel over and die just from the sound of it. What is that? Because it sure as hell is not a nun.

“Somebody please help me!” the woman shrieks. Another flash of lightning highlights the scene. Sister Eunice has a knife and the woman is on the floor covered in scratch marks from head to toe. “Please God help me!”

“He can’t save you now.” The woman makes a horrible sound when the knife plunges deep in her chest. You want to vomit, cry, and die all at once. You have to leave now, the door is just a few more feet away. The thunder covers up the creaks of the floor as you both scuttle to the door. The sound of the knife going in and out of flesh repeatedly told you that Sister Eunice was distracted enough to not notice you.

The door is partially obscured from the dining hall by an archway.You both stand up, Kit presses himself against the archway and you open the door. The handle turns slowly, you didn’t notice before but your hand is shaking. You barely have the strength to open the door, but as you do the hinges squeal. You look over to see if Sister Eunice heard it but she’s disappeared. Oh Fuck! If you can’t see her, how can you be sure she can’t see you? Kit looks back at the dining hall and notices too.

“Run,” he mouths. You swing open the door and fly down the staircase. Kit comes down right after you, closing the door behind him. Lanterns light up the small office, the cremation chamber is also lit. In the corner of your eye you see a shadow, Dr. Arden with a scalpel. Kit pushes you out of the way, Dr. Arden lands on top of him.

“Get off,” Kit desperately tries to push Arden off, but he’s nearly twice the size of him. The scalpel sits close to Kit’s throat threatening to plunge into him. Kit is terrified, his eyes practically bulge out of his skull. You jump on Arden’s back, pulling at clothing, his arms, anything you can to move him.

“Shiv!” Kit yells. The cogs in your brain start to turn again as you start to think logically again. You pull the shiv from under your sleeve and stab it into the back of Arden’s head. It’s not like a movie when the bad guy is stabbed and dies quickly. Dr. Arden keeps moving, his arms flail oddly as he stands up. Kit has a small cut on his neck but he’s too distracted by Arden to care.

“Eu- ic- ni-,” Dr. Arden sputters before collapsing in front of the cremation chamber. The hot metal makes a sizzling sound when his bald head presses against it. Kit looks over to you in confusion.

“Thanks,” he says, feeling his neck and seeing the blood for the first time.

“Don’t worry the cut isn’t that deep,” you reassure. His worry seems to go away as quickly as it came.

You both stand up and look at the room around you. There’s medical equipment everywhere, old books, and a body on a metal slab. Lana. It had to be. It’s been two weeks since she went missing though. They would have burned her body immediately. Kit pulls the sheet off the body revealing a male patient. A sigh comes from both of you.

“Passage under hidden door in Dr. Arden’s office,” you recite from the note. “Could be under this desk.”

“Or under that oddly placed rug,” Kit suggests. He was right, it is odd to put a rug near a fire especially a fire hot enough to turn bodies into ash. You try to pull the rug up, but Dr. Arden had fallen on the end of it, making it too heavy for you to move. Kit joins in your effort and pulls the rug from under Arden, causing him to slide from his position. A piece of Arden’s skin was burned off and stuck to the cremation chamber. The sight would be horrifying, but of all the things you’ve seen today you didn’t even have the energy to be scared anymore.

“There it is,” Kit points to the square trap door in the floor. You lift it open and drop down. The drain is rushing with water from the storm, tree branches quickly brush past you leaving small scratches on your ankles. In front of you there are bright lights at the end of the tunnel. Kit drops down next to you.

“I think that might be a car,” you yell over the loud thunder.

“What?” Kit responds, unable to hear you.

“Car!” you point to the lights.

“Oh!”

Kit grabs your hand and you wade through the water. The tunnel was short, by the time you get to the end of it you’re able to see who's in the car. Lana.

“Lana!” you and Kit yell almost in unison. You both run to the side car and get in. You only notice once you’re in the car that Sister Jude is in the back seat next to you. She looked a whole different person without her nun attire on.

“Lana why the hell is Sister Jude in your car?” you ask. Kit looks equally as angry as you. You’d both gone through so much to get away from her, but yet here she is.

“Calm down, let me explain. Sister Jude helped me escape. Two weeks ago she gave me proof of the criminal acts being done in this hell hole and helped me leave. I only agreed to help her expose Briarcliff if I could get you guys out first. We’ve been planning this for weeks. The thunderstorm was a lucky coincidence, but everything else was us.”

“That’s how the first note got under my bread roll, you put it there Sister Jude?”

“Yes,” Sister Jude responds.

“And I gave you the second,” Lana chimes in. Lana puts the car in drive and leaves Briarcliff. Police cars and ambulances rush past towards the asylum.

“Why, Sista Jude? Why are you on our side?” Kit asks after a moment of silence.

“That place is evil. The Monsignor and Dr. Arden are working together to experiment on patients. Sister Eunice…there’s something not right with that girl. I don’t care much for the patients but that place needs to be shut down.”

The mentions of Sister Eunice send a wave of shivers down your spine. Your stomach churns and that familiar uncomfortable, acidic feeling in your jaw threatens to make you vomit on the floor of the car. You suppress the feeling as well as you can.

“Don’t worry, with evidence we have Briarcliff will never be able to open their doors again,” Lana says, looking back at us through the rearview mirror.

“And if they do, we’ll burn it to the fucking ground,” Kit adds.

“I like that idea.”

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