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She don't give a fuck about nobody

And she got her whole crew poppin'

And she bend it over like she got no back bone

🎧 six feet under - the weekend

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001 | next

pairings : ot8 x reader, (with a focus on Mingi and Wooyoung this chapter)

wc: 7.2k ( not fully proofread yet so sorry for any mistakes 🥺)

cw: mature themes, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, clubbing, alcohol, futuristic stuff that I had to google cause it’s been years since I watched Star Wars or scifi movies, nud1ty, hints of violence, hints of crime, slow burn, eventual smut, lots of teasing, reader is referred to with she/her pronouns and y/n, fembodied reader, mentions of segss work ( mostly just stripping), hints of violence

REMINDER : my works do not represent the irl members in any way, this is purely a work of FICTION.

a/n: this is long I know 😭 but YES, look forward to part 2! Also I would really appreciate and enjoy like your thoughts in the replies or in my ask box hehe we can fangirl together for what’s to come

The former noble turned galactic nomad sighed as he stared out at the endless darkness littered with twinkling stars that maybe was a part of another system. It wasn’t that he found his life on the spaceship boring, in fact, he wouldn’t have had it any other way.

When his childhood best friend and also former crowned prince of their home planet, Jupiter, showed up after a year of escaping and denying the future laid out for him by the King, he had to know what he was up to. He had to talk to him and hear all about the life outside their planet and without the protection of their standing, the dangers, the perils, the thrill of the unknown and more.

Wooyoung then had not believed that his best friend, glowing with the freedom he had given himself, was right there in the bustling city’s downtown market. He had thought he had hallucinated and mistook the cloaked figure to be someone else but when his feet carried him to follow him, he was able to confirm that it was indeed his best friend.

Their reunion gave Wooyoung a chance at the same freedom Yeosang had sought after and a chance at meeting the band of brothers that he found that shared the same ideals. On his own volition without even consulting the Captain of the crew that Yeosang had become a part of, he decided that he was going with his best friend. Plus, what better way to create a reputation for himself as former noble turned space pirate? He liked how that sounded.

Which leads us now to the present…

Now he was part of one of the most revered and hunted group of pirates of the galaxy. Not what he had in mind really but he liked the life. The thrill, the danger and the excitement of it all. The not being told to act a certain way nor have his whole life planned to every second.

Was he buddy buddy with a bunch of rogue, violent and defiant pirates? Yup. He was one now too and the crew were like his brothers.

Sure he’s only known them for six months but there’s only so much you could do in a ship when you travel from one planet to the next, never ever really having a permanent dock. The ship was their home, his home…and the members of this crew were friends that he felt he was fated to meet.

But he hasn’t met one person of the crew…and he didn’t know that.

“Woo. Wake up. ” A firm hand shook him by the shoulder “We just docked at Xileon.” The calm and pleasing voice of their youngest slowly being heard in his ears as he gained consciousness.

“X-Xileon?” Wooyoung muttered, brows furrowing as his eyes blinked and squinted, adjusting to the soft light coming from his open door.

“Yeah, little fun rest stop. Well fun for me,” Jongho chuckled, excited to see all the cool technology and city life Xileon offered. He’s only ever been once when he had been an apprentice. Xileon was every science, engineering and tech geeks favorite planet, other than that the bustling fun night life it offered attracted all kinds of travelers across the galaxy. “C’mon, Captain says we’re free to do what we want while he contacts one of his informants.”

“What if I want to sleep, Jongho?” Wooyoung whined, sitting up despite his words.

“I know you’re always up for a party.”

“Now where did you hear that from?”

“Yeosang.” He shrugged, getting up from the edge of Wooyoung’s bed. “Come on, everyone’s going .” He clapped the raven haired man on the back, the impact making a little ‘oof’ escape Wooyoung.

“Yeah…yeah,” Wooyoung made a face, rubbing the back of his neck as he woke up. “I’ll be there…just wait a bit. Let me freshen up.”

“Don’t make us wait too long,” Jongho’s lips pursed in a childlike way, making Wooyoung chuckle a bit. As strong and intimidating as Jongho was, he was still their youngest and had an inner child that came out now and then.

“I won’t…I don’t want an earful from you anyways,” he snickered, playfully jabbing at him.

Jongho glared at him before leaving.

Xileon was a colorful fluorescent modern, futuristic jungle of a planet. The most high tech flying vehicles and motorcycle cruisers sped by the roads and streets, the avant-garde and neo-futuristic skyscrapers and buildings glimmered during the lively evenings of *Night City*. Clubs and the grandest of parties happened every night. The pounding music, the flashing lights and glittering champagne, and the vast choices of alcoholic concoctions called many for a good time but underneath all of that, it provided many individuals a guise to have dealings of a far more less than lawful nature.

If you’re lucky, Night City’s police would turn a blind eye. Just make sure you don’t get caught or were one of the most hunted wanted individuals of the galaxy.

Luckily for ATEEZ, they were never really caught…except for that one really disappointing and poor depiction of Mingi’s profile that was being plastered in every back alley or lamp post. It was a good thing it looked nothing like him and that that day, Mingi had been wearing an oversized leather cowboy hat that casted a shadow over his eyes so the wanted poster was practically useless. All Mingi had to do was not wear that hat ever again…he grumbled about it for a bit but he had let it go eventually.

The eight men stood in line for one of the top venues to experience the night life the city offered.

While their Captain and First Mate were here to do conduct business, the rest decided to enjoy the establishment as well as make sure they were there should anything go south. But as they entered, guided by a bouncer with a metallic high tech prosthetic arm, Hongjoong dressed in an exquisite Aegean velvet suit tailored to his frame like a glove, turned to them once more to remind them that this whole affair was likely not to be any trouble.

“Don’t worry too much and try to enjoy yourselves,” he ran his fingers through his dyed azure hair before adjusting the lapels of his blazer, some tipsy club goers passing by to leave eyed their captain’s slightly exposed skin. The rest of them garnered looks as well the more they walked into the place, the music pounding and colored lights flashing. “If anything,” he tapped by his ear, earrings glimmering as they’re caught in the lights, the little communication device Jongho fashioned for them hidden behind his and their earlobes. “I’ll call you.”

“But, really, please do enjoy yourselves.” Seonghwa smiled, raven dark hair sweeping perfectly to frame his handsome face. “We rarely get days like these. Have fun.”

The newest addition to their crew grinned like a cat who got the cream, eyes looking over the dance floor with a glint of mischief and the full intent to indulge himself in pleasures he was used to having. “Don’t worry, Seonghwa. I plan to do just that.” He winked at the women who looked his way.

“Oh, he’s in his element.” Yeosang chuckled, throwing an arm over his best friend. “Don’t get into that kind of trouble, Woo.”

“It’s trouble they want anyways.”

“Were you always this cocky?” Mingi’s nose scrunched up at his friend’s obnoxiously flirty behavior.

“Don’t act like you’re not a flirt when you want to be.” Yunho teased the crew’s gunner, poking his side.

“I know I said to have fun,” Hongjoong spoke as they made their way through the spread wide and lively establishment, passing several tables, booths and private rooms. “But do behave.”

That was their last exchange with the group before Seonghwa and him continued down towards the part of the club with another set of bouncers that led to the private and premium rooms. Straight to business while the rest stood by the railings that overlooked the dance floor and bar below, eyeing what entertainment tonight had to offer each of them.

“You’re awfully quiet.” Jongho turned to San, their agent, who stayed close to them, rather protectively, almost like a bodyguard. His posture was straight yet elegant with an air of quiet and unquestionable confidence, almost making one think that he may have come from royalty.

“Places like these…” San’s cat like eyes scanned the room, processing possible exits and blind spots. “Can’t be too careful.”

“Maybe some alcohol in your system will help loosen you up.” Wooyoung came to his side, eyes on the dance floor eying for a partner for one night, the ocean of people reminding him of the days he’d sneak out his father’s manor to party with the other elites.

“He doesn’t hold his liquor well,” Jongho stated, crossing his arms over his chest, a group of what seemed to be innovators, inventors and scientists out to have a good time catching his eye as one of them boasted their interactive hologram that displayed a model of an advanced hover cycle. “I’ll be doing some mingling.” He clapped Yeosang on his back as he made his way to the group cooly while simultaneously getting a shot from a hostess passing by.

“Seems like he’s done this before. Not so baby as I thought he was,” Wooyoung hummed with narrow eyes, watching Jongho easily join the groups conversation and a random woman sizing him up flirtatiously.

“We should get a table,” Yeosang suggested.

“A booth.” San inputted. “Specifically in that corner.” He gestured with a tilt of his head to the far right corner of the dance floor below. “I can keep an eye on things there better.”

“To give Sannie some peace of mind, we should follow his request.” Yunho placed his hands on their agents broad and stiff shoulders.

“I’ll get us drinks.” Mingi decided, heading down the aesthetically pleasing steps to the bar. His tall, muscular figure was clad in a fitting white shirt with sleeves rolled to his elbows topped with a vest that cinched at his waist, boasting his defined v-tapered back. Little did the people who gave him double takes knew, beneath the leg of his trousers, strapped to his ankle was a knife and at the back of the waistband was a gun.

With Yeosang’s charm, the boys were able to secure the corner table booth that was a bit further away from the dance floor, it was private and one that definitely were for VIPs. What they liked was that it was close enough to where the party was but far enough that they can speak to one another while the music drummed at a less overwhelming volume. San sat took his spot on the dark violet cushioned seat that gave him a view of all the exits and entrances and for now, since it was just the start of a long fun night, they decided to have a couple of drinks and some food while enjoying each others company and the music.

“You need to relax,” Wooyoung tutted at San, unbuttoning another button of his shirt to expose more of his honey skinned chest. “When was the last time you fucked, huh?” He asked the former assassin.

“W-what?” San stuttered, eyes growing wide and ears tinting pink at the sudden question. For such an intimidatingly handsome man, he sure flustered easily.

Yunho looked over at San with concern, the last time San had been with anyone…was before Wooyoung had joined the crew…before—

“You never really told me your type?” Wooyoung wiggled his groomed brows, relaxing in his seat as he watched people dance, bodies pressing against one another, some fitting perfectly and rolling in tandem with whomever they danced with.

Yeosang quietly observed his friends, savoring each sip of his drink and mindful of their interactions.

“I-I don’t have a type.” San murmured, reaching for a glass from the tray Mingi returned with, who settled next Yunho on the other end of the couch.

“San’s not really the sleeping around kind of person,” Mingi’s deep voice almost melded with the low hum of the bass music.

“And you are?” Wooyoung scoffed at their gunner, his newly dyed pink hair catching the eyes of those that passed by them.

“Pleasure is pleasure,” Mingi shrugged his broad shoulders, ringed fingers cradling his whiskey sour. “But,” he reached for one of the thinner silver chains around his neck. He pulled out a specific one with a pendant. “I’m a loyal man.”

San stared at the pendant, a wave of melancholy washing over him as he recalled memories of who that butterfly pendant belonged to and who it signified.

“You’ve got someone?” Wooyoung’s interest was piqued immediately, forgetting the women he had been eying across the dance floor and now staring at the pendant that Mingi displayed proudly and pressed to his lips.

His smirk was answer enough for Wooyoung.

“It must be hard for them.”

Yeosang tilted his head. “Why’d you think that?”

“Because we’re rebels, bandits/pirates? Shall I go on and list the colorful achievements of our crew? Plus,” he turned his gaze to the dance floor, locking with a pair of eyes so magnetic that even behind the intricate lace masque she wore, just a small moment had him looking for them when he lost it. “Isn’t it cruel to make her wait?”

Mingi’s reaction caught Wooyoung off guard. He scoffed with a slight amused smirk on his face, as if what Wooyoung had said was funny.

“She’s not doing all the waiting.” San spoke without thinking before Mingi could reply, his eyes transfixed on the pendant until it disappeared back beneath Mingi’s shirt. His eyes returned to observe the happenings around him.

Wooyoung wondered what San meant but he didn’t have enough time to think much of it when another round of drinks arrived.

As the night progressed, the drinks emptied were quickly refilled and Wooyoung danced, mingled and flirted like he did back in his old life. Seonghwa and Hongjoong after having met with their informants had joined them at their table, while Wooyoung and even Yeosang danced, the rest deciding to play a game of pool.

Wooyoung was not blind to the wandering eyes that were on him and his very attractive crew members. Many flirted with them but it was never more than that. His friends entertained their advances but were quick to turn them down when they asked or suggested for more.

But he didn’t worry much about it, not when he was searching for that pair of eyes he locked with earlier. Where was she? He would catch glimpses of her now and again but she was always a distance away from him, and every time he tried to head to her direction and he lost her in his peripheral, she was gone.

Was he hallucinating ? He wasn’t even that drunk.

Soft fingers brushed the nape of neck, nails scraping delightfully on his skin. He knew what that meant. Grinning and letting himself go, he turned to entertain another flirty party goer, only to meet the masked beauty he was searching for all night.

Sporting what clearly was a shoulder length pink bob wig with bangs, her eyes were hidden behind a white lace masque and she wore the most alluring Mona Lisa smile that haunted his mind since he had seen her.

Wooyoung with his experiences back in his and Yeosang’s home planet, girls like her, like you, who came to happenings like this dressed almost incognito, meant that you were here for a very good time that not even your identity can be disclosed.

He smirked and placed his hands on your waist, pleasantly surprised to feel warm skin against his palms. With how packed the dance floor was, he couldn’t really get a good look of your outfit but from what he could see, you wore a bejeweled bralette with straps that were lined with tiny crystals and brushing over his knuckles as you both swayed were long beaded shimmering strings hanging by the band.

So who were you? Some elite socialite whose reputation was too good to ruin in a scene like this? A noble like he was looking for a good time? A princess of some other planet?

“Hey,” your sultry voice, like honey to his ears. “My eyes are up here.”

Your arms hung over his shoulders, giving the handsome stranger a quick look down as if you hadn’t been observing him all night.

The buttons of his black silk dress shirt revealed his toned chest, honey skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat beneath the party lights and his pretty neck was wrapped in a matching silk black choker with the extra fabric dangling in a classy fashion.

“And mine are up here too,” he teased back and pulled you against him. “I’ve been looking for you.”

“Oh?” Glossy pink lips stretched into a smirk and shimmering eyes locked with his. “And why would you be doing that?”

“Because I’ve decided,” he turned you around, his hands on your hips keeping you in place against his own as the two of you danced to the music. His lips were hot against your ear while your hand rested on the back of his neck, rolling your hips sensually. Wooyoung smirked against your ear.

You wanted him just as much as he did.

“That you’re mine for the evening.”

“Yeah?” You tilted your head slightly to give him access to your neck, your eyes falling to his group of friends by the pool table.

“Not everyone gets that privilege, baby.” He husked, brushing his soft and hot lips along the column of your neck, breathing in your addicting scent.

Wooyoung wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol and the heat of the dancing crowd that was getting him so easily riled up but something about your aura was so magnetic and intoxicating. Was it because he hasn’t slept with anyone since he left Jupiter?

“Well aren’t you arrogant.” You raked your nails through his hair, shivers going down his spine and sending pulsing heat to his crotch. “Was that supposed to flatter me?”

His eyes shut at the delicious sensation of your touch. He wanted to get you alone, heck, he would have you on the dance floor if he could. He almost forgot how good it was to fuck after months of traveling the galaxy. He wanted to fuck. He wanted you.

“Don’t lie to yourself and say you’re not.” He brushed his lips on your earlobe, his hot breath against your ear and the way his hands roamed your body felt good.

God, how did his friends put up with his cocky flirty attitude?

“Is that what you want me to do?” You rolled your hips against his, completely aware of the growing hardness pressed against your ass as he ground his hips to the music. “Lie?”

“Trust me sweetheart, there’s many things I want you to do.”

“And what are those things?” You purred whilst tugging at his hair, your voice and your gesture spurring his desire further.

He gripped your hips tighter and lowered his lips to your neck, to the spot just below your ear. He pulled you closer to his body to feel the heat of your form on his own before letting his hands roam freely again, feeling the exposed skin beneath the beaded strings that teased every spectators eyes.

“I want you,” he growled against your skin, pressing his lips just a little bit. “Legs spread apart with my head between your thighs.”

The warmth of his hot lips and the lust in his words undeniably sent heat to your core, and the image he painted with his words was so tempting. Plus, the fact that that was his response set him apart from other men. Usually the response you’d get were more about their pleasure never yours.

You hummed at the thought before turning around to face him and meet his eyes. He wore that flirtatious grin and his eyes were blown with lust. They had a look in them that you found so sexy, you couldn’t help but play a little.

“You’re very bold.”

“I’m honest.”

“And what’s an honest man such as yourself doing here?” You caressed his cheekbone with a gentleness that made Wooyoung’s heart skip a beat.

“What do you know about honest men?”

“Well for one, they don’t spend their time in a place like this.” You swayed to the beat closer to him. “Secondly, an honest man always ends up with an honest woman. I’m far from honest.”

“Then maybe we’re just two dishonest people.”

He watched your pretty lips stretch into an endearing grin, their glossiness and plumpness pulling him closer to you.

“Maybe we are.” Your sweet breath fanned over his lips, your foreheads touching, so dangerously close.

“I wonder what you taste like.” His thumbs caressed the skin of your waist.

You grazed your lips over his just a little and Wooyoung could get a little taste of cherry from the gloss you wore while you slid a hand between the two of you. Your fingertip brushed along the exposed skin of his chest then the silk of his button up shirt before they lingered at the waistband of his trousers. Before he could even think about pressing his lips on yours, you turned your cheek and leaned in his ear. Your right hand skimmed over the hardness of his crotch, making a cute little gasp escape the strikingly handsome man.

His cock twitched beneath your teasing touch.

“Like heaven,” you purred.

His forehead fell on your shoulder as he bit his lip, holding back a moan as you palmed him through his pants.

“But…” your touch left his hardened member, the loss of friction making him groan. “Not everyone gets that privilege.” You echoed his words back to him.

Before he could react, his head dizzy and spinning from both the alcohol and your hot touch, you slithered your way through the crowd.

His eyes watched the pink of your hair amongst the dancing and close proximity of people. You headed to the back, to the dark red velvet decorated motif which was below the second floor where the premium private rooms were. You nodded at the two bouncers who guarded the velvet draped entrance, who smiled back at you.

Did you work here?

Before you disappeared behind the curtains to what he assumed was the private entertainment rooms, you casted him one last glance. It was like you were telling him to follow.

Wooyoung wasn’t the type to be whipped by just anyone. He knew what was worth his time or not but with you, he wasn’t even thinking. His feet moved on their own to follow you like he was under some spell.

“Hey, I found you.”

Jongho entered his peripheral.

“Huh?”

“Captain said his informant got us a private room as a treat.” Jongho’s hand on his shoulder started to guide him through the crowd, towards the dark glowing red area.

“For what?”

“For taking care of the man who was his competition. Even though that wasn’t our intention.”

Wooyoung frowned, adjusting his pants to hide his erection. Not really how he wanted to spend the rest of his night but if Captain calls, you do not make him call twice.

“Ugh,” he ran his hands through his hair, missing and imagining your touch. “Fine.”

If he was lucky, he was going to find you…

“This is…odd.” San spoke, sat on the curved plush couch between Yeosang and Mingi of the rather compact red room with just enough space for ten people.

“Why is that?” Jongho asked, pouring himself another drink, the golden liquid in his glass like honey.

Hongjoong made himself comfortable at his spot on the left curve of the couch, legs crossed classily as his eyes stared at the empty little platform in the center of the room, the silver pole glowing cause of the mood lights..

“Isn’t entertainment like this supposed to be for one set of eyes?” San wondered out loud.

It’s not that he hasn’t ever experienced this before. He has. It’s just more private when it’s him and the performer. He never thought of doing an activity with his friends…though they have indulged in some acts on the ship when a certain someone was around.

“Yeosang and I used to do this all the time,” Wooyoung shrugged nonchalantly, making his best friend’s eyes widen at how he threw that info out so easily. “Oh c’mon, they don’t care about your Perfect Prince Yeosang reputation.”

Mingi chuckled at their interaction and Wooyoung narrowed his eyes at his friend.

“Why are you here? Aren’t you a loyal man? Now I feel even sadder for your girlfriend.”

“I’m not worried about that,” Mingi pushed his black shades up higher to shield his eyes. “I am a loyal man cause no matter what, no one can compare to her. I wouldn’t be in this room if Captain’s informant wasn’t a dickhead who will take offense if not all of us accepts his ‘treat’.”

“Also, this club has a policy of not touching the dancers unless they consent,” Seonghwa added. “We just enjoy the show the lovely lady assigned to us will put on, tip her extra and that’s it.”

“And we can’t just leave why?” San sighed, leaning back and crossing his arms over his chest.

“Because the informants goons will report back to him if we turn down his gift,” Yunho explained, knowing the character of that rich man all too well. “Hongjoong still needs to be on his good side til he gets information of the location of the Cromer.”

A soft knock on the door silenced them and all that could be heard now was the vibrating hum of the music that played in the room.

“Boys,” Hongjoong spoke lowly, casting them a glance. “Play nice.”

Jongho raised his glass at that, leaning back into the other end of the curved seat.

“Good evening, gentlemen.”

Wooyoung stopped breathing. No fucking way.

Too lost in his own surprise of coincidence, he wasn’t able to catch the way his crew mates interest were suddenly piqued.

With you only being the one standing, Wooyoung was able to see you in your full glory. The purple lilac bralette bedazzled with sequins cupped your breasts so perfectly and the crystal beaded strings caught the fluorescent light in a way that made you shimmer and appear like a goddess. Behind the curtain of beads, all of them could see your naked skin but compared to when Wooyoung had danced with you earlier, the silk mini skirt you wore was gone.

Feeling all their eyes on you, you smiled coyly at their Captain, stepping your foot onto the circle platform in the middle of the room, showing off the skin of your legs that were elongated by your silver heels.

“Shall I get started then?” You asked, running a finger from your ankle to the purple garter on your thigh, aware of how their eyes followed the trail of your chrome lilac painted nails.

“It’s you.” Wooyoung breathed out, eyes tracing the waistband of the sorry excuse of an underwear that matched your bralette. It was tiny and flimsy, and almost left nothing to the imagination, except for what your pussy would look like. Wooyoung wanted to know.

Yunho glanced at his friend. How did he know you?

“Oh? Well if it isn’t, Mr. Arrogant.” You gracefully stepped your whole body onto the platform, circling around the pole while playing with the little crystal studded purse you brought with you.

Your words made Jongho chuckle.

“You work here?” It was a dumb question, Wooyoung knew that.

“What does it look like?” You shrugged your shoulders cutely before throwing your tiny purse to the curved platform behind them where you could play around some more if you wanted to.

“How long have you been working here?” Hongjoong asked, taking your attention from Wooyoung.

Smiling his way, you slowly sunk to your knees and ran your hand on your left thigh where your purple lace garter was.

The man before you smirked knowing what you were silently telling him.

Hongjoong dug into the inner pocket of his blazer and in between his fingers was a 50 Zaire bill. He leaned forward and without touching your skin, slipped the bill beneath the garter.

“Three months.” You answered him, sensually getting up to lean against the pole with your arms over your head, elongating your body for their viewing pleasure.

“I like your wig.” Jongho commented, eying you with a knowing gaze.

“Thank you.”

Wooyoung watched as you moved seductively on the pole, unaware of how San became completely relaxed and excited at the same time.

“Does all of this turn you on?” Wooyoung asked, eyes raking your body and feeling his throat dry at how drawn he was to you.

“Sometimes.” You purred nonchalantly, bending over a little to show the arch of your pretty back before expertly twirling around the pole.

“Earlier…were you lying to me?” He leaned forward, elbows on his thighs as he tried to meet your gaze.

“No.” You replied, locking eyes with the man in the middle whose hair matched your wig.

He lowered his shades close to the end of his nose, his eyes locking with yours and sending a shiver down your spine.

“You’re a good dancer. I had fun.” You admitted still looking at the tall man before you even though you were addressing Wooyoung.

“Are you having fun now?” San asked, surprising Wooyoung that he was interacting with you, his cat like eyes set on you and no one else.

“Because I’m here with eight handsome men rather than the sleazy ones? Yes I’m having fun.” You stepped your heel onto the plush couch, the men making space for you as you stood between Mingi and Wooyoung, your gaze down at Mingi who looked at you with stars in his eyes while the one behind you, going crazy with desire let his eyes wander.

Placing your hand delicately on Mingi’s shoulder, you slowly bent over, giving Wooyoung and Jongho the view of the back of your legs, your ass and your clothed cunt.

“I thought there’s a no touching rule.” Yeosang spoke, feeling himself grow hot, knowing the body his seeing all too well.

“I can touch any of you while I do my business since that’s what I was paid for but none of you can touch me unless I say so. So keep your hands to yourselves unless you’re putting a bill under the garter.”

You traced your finger along the side of your thigh, knowing full well that Wooyoung was watching your every move more intently than the others.

“Are you flirting with us?” Wooyoung licked his lips, mind racing with thoughts of kissing and feeling your skin.

“Maybe.” You winked at Mingi, making him smirk.

“Are you allowed to flirt with us?” Yunho asked this time and you moved to perch yourself on the platform/back rest of the couch.

“Yes I can flirt with you,” you nodded, placing your hands on your closed knees.

Wooyoung driven by desire, took out a 100 Zaire bill from his wallet and waved it your way.

“Open your legs.”

You obliged him, opening them an inch apart, entertained by how impatient he was with your teasing behavior.

“Wider.”

A little bit more.

“Make this worth all our time, sweetheart.”

Rolling your eyes at his demanding yet bratty tone, you surprised them all by spreading your legs wide, unfolding them into a flexible split on the surface you were on.

“Fuck,” San swore under his breath.

Wooyoung revealed to you another 100 bill. “Show me.”

Looking him dead in the eyes, you pulled your purple panties to the side, revealing your bare mound to their eyes. Some of them swore, some of them let out a groan and some of them just continued to look while they bite their lip. All of their reactions made you suppress an amused giggle, you kind of feel bad for them but you kept a straight face, not wanting to give Wooyoung the satisfaction of winning in the cat and mouse game you were playing.

“Oh baby,” Jongho cooed lowly, the familiarity of the pet name causing a chink in your armor.

“By the way, we can’t fuck.” You threw the rule out there, enjoying the way the handsome man you danced with was breaking at the seams.

“Why not?” Wooyoung scoffed, eyes on the pretty pink folds of your pussy.

“I’m a stripper not a whore.” You adjusted the panties back to cover you and you closed your legs, deciding to crawl to the side where Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho and Yeosang was.

“Like I told you earlier,” you could feel Wooyoung’s eyes on your ass. “Not everyone gets that privilege.”

Mingi swiped the bills from Wooyoung’s hand and handed it over to Yeosang, who nicely slips it beneath the garter. You thanked him.

“Now, Captain,” you turned to Hongjoong, who was looking at you with his signature smirk and his pretty brown eyes shimmering with amusement. “Tell me, where on earth did you find this arrogant, cocky and bratty thing?”

Wooyoung frowned at the sudden shift in your tone. The way you spoke with Hongjoong was as if you two were familiar with one another.

“Blame, Yeosang.” Hongjoong sipped his whiskey.

“He’s not as bad as you think, love.” Yeosang sweetly spoke to you, his hand moving to tuck a strand of your wig behind your ear to get a better look at you.

“He’s just a little dramatic,” Mingi inputted, tapping at his thigh and like a pet called to their master, you moved yourself to Mingi’s lap, straddling his hips.

“More dramatic than you?” You pouted cutely, running your hands through his pink hair. “So…how long did it take you all to know it was me?”

“Not long. We know your voice anywhere.” Seonghwa answered, quietly admiring you with just a small smile on his face. “But it is a big surprise to find you here out of all places.”

“Hi baby,” you couldn’t hold back your smile anymore as you cupped Mingi’s face with your hands. “Did you miss me?”

“More than you could possibly fathom.” Mingi replied, leaning in to kiss you but you leaned back.

“You can’t kiss me. Well…not here. They’re watching.” You tilted your head to where Jongho sat. “They can see us but they can’t hear us.”

“There’s CCTV on the right corner of the ceiling.” San told the group.

“W-wait. Wait a god damn fucking minute.” Wooyoung exclaimed, looking at you, settled on Mingi’s lap like you belonged there. Were you Mingi’s girl? What were you doing in a place like this? “You all know her?”

You pursed your glossed lips and turned to them, feigning hurt. “You guys didn’t tell him about me?”

“It was a topic that didn’t come up.” Yunho admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry, Y/N.”

“It’s not our fault anyways, Mingi was gatekeeping you.” Jongho added, making the big man in front of you pout, a reaction that made Wooyoung reel at the sight. It was unfamiliar to see their intimidating gunner all soft and not…scary?

“When did he join?”

“Three months after you departed on your mission. We had to make a stop at Jupiter and Wooyoung recognized Yeosang, and he followed him, and now he’s one of us.” Seonghwa answered, eying the size difference between you and Mingi.

“And none of you mentioned me?”

“Mingi was gatekeeping you.” Jongho repeated, making everyone but Wooyoung laugh. He was still trying to grasp the new information of how you were Mingi’s lover and a member of the crew???

“Sure he was.” You rolled your eyes, moving from Mingi’s lap to the round platform to continue your little show for them.

“What are you doing undercover here?” Hongjoong asked, placing another bill on the platform to keep up with appearances and you bent over sensually to pick it up.

Was Mingi okay with this? Wooyoung glanced with wide eyes at their gunner. Was he okay with all of them seeing you like this?

Mingi was watching you with desire. He was reclined so comfortably on the couch, his thighs spread apart as he bit his plump lips at the sight of you entertaining them in the sexy skimpy number you wore. Was this a kink of his? Wooyoung wondered, unable to stop the way his face scrunched at his many unanswered questions.

“Because the information Vix won’t give you, I was able to get.” You told Hongjoong with a smile, and the leaders smirk morphed into a grin. “It’s amazing how flowery words and too much alcohol was all it took. I didn’t even have to take my top off.”

“Good cause I would’ve gauged his fucking eyes out if he saw what was mine.” Mingi growled, hands closing into fists to restrain himself from holding you to him.

“Will you?” Jongho confidently suggested with smirk.

“Will I what?” You coyly smiled, acting innocent.

“Take your top off?”

“Was seeing my pussy not enough for you?”

Wooyoung couldn’t believe the conversation flowing in front of him. He was painfully hard but his confusion and shock had his mind a mess. He didn’t know what thought to entertain or what he wanted to ask.

“Nothing is ever enough when it comes to you, doll.” Mingi muttered, tilting his head a little to the side as if to get a better look at you.

“So you have what I want?” Hongjoong casually glanced at the CCTV keeping watch of all of you.

“Yes I do. The timing of everything is kind of funny. It was Vix I was supposed to be dancing for tonight,” you told them, twirling around the pole. “I was going to get rid of him for you since he’s not of use anymore then I would’ve found a way to get to Xeres since that was your next destination for a restock of supplies on the ship.”

“Well it seems destiny is always in our favor.”

“So shall I finish him off?” San asked, rolling up the sleeves of his button up.

“Will he be any trouble to us if we let him live, angel?” Seonghwa turned to you, licking his lips when you were on your knees, sitting prettily before them.

“He’s not much of a threat. We should be more worried about his boss because he asked for me after I finish with you boys.”

Seonghwa leaned over to add more bills to your garter and San’s defensive posture softened.

“Which is why I’m amazed at the timing of finding all of you here tonight.”

“Is it the first time he’s asked for you?”

They saw your eyes flicker with fear for a split second and you shook your head.

“But he scares me.”

Mingi and San’s aura darkened at your words. It took a lot for you to be scared by someone.

“He knows a lot of things he shouldn’t know. He mentioned and boasted about the Academy when I met him. I was sure then that my cover was going to be blown.”

“So what’s the plan now?”

“Well since I hacked into his data systems earlier in his penthouse just above this club and took more than I came for. At exactly 2:27 am, the club will black out and we can make our escape then through the back door here thats used usually by the dancers to get in and out quicker for shifts.”

“What did you take other than the information about where the Cromer could be?” Hongjoong called your attention while his hand raised slightly in a gesture that the rest understood except for Wooyoung.

“Jongho, can you please hand me my purse please?”

They watched as you opened the bedazzled flap of the purse and took the bills beneath your garter and stuffed them inside, giving Hongjoong a glimpse of a glowing crystal that was one of the most sought after items of the galaxy.

Hongjoong only shook his head with a smile and you decided to turn to the new crew member.

“So, Wooyoung, right?”

He was caught off guard by your sudden attention.

“It’s nice to meet you and I hope we can get along well,” you warmly smiled at him, your pretty face glowing beneath the colored lights.

“Two minutes,” San checked the time on his watch.

“Oh, fun.” You giggled, sitting on the edge of the platform.

“Can you even make a run in those?” Wooyoung glanced at your very high heels, trying to remove the image of your pretty pink pussy that you had flashed to them.

He remembered your exchange from earlier.

What do you taste like?

Like heaven.

It was against his morals to want to fuck someone that was someone else’s lover. You were Mingi’s and Wooyoung couldn’t deny the fact that he was burning with jealousy with the thought of you being touched by Mingi.

“She could kill in those,” Yeosang answered for you. “So back door?”

“End of the hall, camouflaged with the wall.”

“I missed you so much baby.” Mingi groaned getting up and placing his large hands on your waist.

“Me too. More than you know.” Your voice softened, no longer in the facade of the identity you’ve been using.

“Ten seconds.” San announced.

“I’m not gonna let you run around like this.” Mingi slid his hands to your hips, biting his lip at the tiny piece of underwear covering the heaven between your thighs.

“Here, Y/N.” Yunho handed you his blazer. “Wear that.”

“Thank you, Yuyu.”

His blazer was like a dress on you and it made you look so tiny. Wooyoung pushed his hair back, trying to ease his frustration of both lust and knowing too late about who you are. He was also a little scared of how and when Mingi will confront him later because he was flirting with you.

“Good to have you back, Y/N.” Was all Hongjoong said before the whole establishment was enveloped in darkness and the nine of you made your escape.

A small squeak came from you in the darkness because Mingi had thrown you over his shoulder like you weighed nothing, and he carried you easily as you all made your exit.

When the bouncer, one of Vix’s goons, checked the room when the power came back on, he began to sweat nervously at the emptiness he was met with. He was going to be in big trouble.

Jongho hijacked a black van and used it to drive the nine of you to where the ship was docked, which was going to be a solid thirty minutes to get to.

Your soft giggles was a pleasant sound to all their ears as Mingi was all over of you in the back of the van.

“We’re glad to have our favorite girl back.” Seonghwa smiled fondly, watching as Mingi attacked your neck with kisses and his hands tickled your sides causing the very missed melodious laughter to fill the van.

The Vice Captain looked to his left to check on the members all of them well and in one piece minding their own business and checking the parameter if anyone was chasing the crew. Seonghwa spotted Wooyoung staring at you and Mingi through the tinted windows, his Adam’s apple bobbing deeply as he swallowed what he could see was envy mixed with desire.

“You okay there?” He quietly asked their new member.

“Huh? What?” Wooyoung responded as if broken out from a trance. “Oh,I- uh, I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

“Y-yeah. Just…” he paused wondering if he could confide in Seonghwa but the handsome older man’s gentle eyes was hard to say no to. “Just shocked that’s all.” He decided to not share his deep feelings.

Seonghwa knew and could tell that Wooyoung was attracted to you, and he knew he was feeling conflicted for feeling that way especially after seeing how you and Mingi acted.

Wooyoung gave him a small smile before turning to the window again, staring at the buildings they passed by.

As Seonghwa left him with his thoughts, he wondered how he was going to break it to their newest member the true nature of the crews relationship with you. How kind of unorthodox it was….How Mingi was not your only lover but theirs as well.

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[thesteriuswife]

Today marks three years of Dianthus existing! I made my first concept sketches for her on 11/20/23 💖 this also means it's been three years of Diathesterius! I sometimes use the date I uploaded Dia to toyhouse, the 21st, as the anniversary date just in case I'm late... but I managed to finish colouring this <3 I had actually wanted to do something for this earlier in the month, I even made some very elaborate plans for it... but it ended up not happening! Which is okay 💞 but I still wanted to draw a little wedding piece... so I did! I'll make something fancier when I have more time later on... 💝 I used my own handwriting here for authenticity, but at some point... I'd like to be able to rewrite in Greek for More authenticity <3 Uncropped version (and long rambling post) under the cut 💕 I get a little Vulnerable so don't read it if you're gonna be mean or else I'll like Get You or something

I've made posts in the past talking about why Theseus and Asterius mean so much to me, but I don't think I've made one on why Dianthus herself means so much to me.. so for her own third year anniversary, I'll do that here! before I begin...! the fruit in dia's hair here are from the strawberry tree, arbutus unedo. I associate the tree and its fruit with Theseus but... it's honestly been so long, I don't remember exactly why! Just that, for some reason, I imagine thathis childhood home had a tree of these fruit blossoming just outside his mother's room, and thus he has fond memories of it. Lady Dianthus... she who loves all things pink, actively hates celery, and still has a job at the library despite being so fogetful and clumsy... she who met Theseus and immediately became obsessed because it was the first interesting thing to happen to her- not a parent or someone she's close to, but herself! her first time feeling as if she had a true purpose. She who didn't understand Theseus' obsession with Asterius until meeting he Minotaur, and promptly decided "he's not scary? he's not scary at all! he's just a cow!" I've made sona and the likes before Dia of course, but she was the first in a long time who was truly meant to resemble me in all ways (except for the setting, of course...). I made her design simple so I would easily be able to redraw her, and gave her one of my favourite palettes pink and green and cream and gold. At first I really didn't expect to get that attached to her... I went months without drawing her after her initial creation. but the more I drew her the more I realized how much fun I was having with her...! It's funny looking back on it... originally I had a much more comedic idea for her story, and di not intend to ship her with Theseus in any serious way. It was going to be a completely one-sided love (with Dianthus taking the role of "crazed fangirl" - which she still is, in a way). I'm sure it isn't a surprise but it didn't take me long at all to start drawing ship art of them, creating artworks and writing of Theseus and Asterius was a self indulgent joy for me, so why not selfship art too? I ended up invested, of course. Using Dia I put a lot of my own feelings into a story; a sense of otherness, her loneliness, feeling lost and out of place. I had removed it later on because I felt uneasy with how vulnerable it was, but at one put I had placed one of the most traumatic events of my life into Dia's story- sometimes I think about adding it back, because I know giving her an oppurtunity to open up about it with her beloveds would be something beneficial to Me irl(!). But that's besides the point here... she's a stubborn girl, sweet but arrogant is my usual go-to descriptor for her; that's how I think of myself too, just based on what I've been told (I have a hard time thinking of myself as nice, though others always say so to me...). That may be part of why I tend to look for those features in (fictional!) lovers... something feels good to me about being able to butt heads due to this shared traits, but still coming together and making amends despite it. I do think it's a little funny that the sonas I've gotten the most attached to so far- Dianthus, and now Nerine- have some sort of theme of death with them. Dianthus is literally a ghost, and Nerine is metaphorically one (and maybe liteally, if I ever make up my mind...). Maybe that's just fitting for me, though... hmm... I'm not sure what else I want to say here... I think of Dianthus as "Me but in Hades Game / Ancient Greek context." Of course some events that happen in her life didn't happen to me, or, sometimes, I dramatize it (Dia's mother leaving her and her father to become the wife of a god was inspired by the fact that for the first few yers of my life, my parents were separated... but they always had a positive relationship with one another! Unlike Dia's parents), but she's become a big par

t of me all the same. Just as I am happy and hoping to spend many more years with Theseus and Asterius, I hope to spend many more years with her as well. i think that's all I'll write for now <3 if you read this thank you for being curious enough about me to be interested in all this 😭

btw, here's the first ever post of her... (yes thats my priv </3 i briefly unlocked it to search for this... don't try and follow me over there though it's crazy over there)

#🖼️ manuscripts #🌺👑🐂 love in idleness #@ this site. let me post!!! let me post this!!!!!

[soberrsoon]

idk if you'd be ok w this but tom kaulitz x female reader highschool au?

T. KAULITZ x READER

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: you go to high school with the tom kaulitz

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: mentions of alcohol, swearing, cigarettes, extreme bullying

★ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: someone had a similar req to this where reader gets bullied so i tried adding some of that into here ❤️ also i feel like i add angst to all my stories 😭 ik i’m making tom sound like a bad guy in these stories which can make people feel that way about him irl (ahem my living nightmare) but plz guys im just doing it for the angst i swear im not a tom anti haha

you’ve know tom and bill since forever, i mean the three of you have been together since elementary school. they were both really different now with tom being a massive player and bill being, well, bill. you guys were now in high school and you would like to say it got easier but it didn’t. you were constantly harassed by tom’s fangirls which was unbearable. obviously you’ve talked to tom about it but he ended up being honored that his fans were so loyal. “stay away from tom, pick me,” you hear a girl say as you walked down the hall. these girls would never say anything to your face, only spew hate from behind your back.

you ignored them all of course but it was still annoying. “your fangirls are at it again,” you said to tom as you sat down in your first hour class. “i’m flattered,” he said half-heartedly, looking down on his phone, texting. tom had been texting a lot lately and you were curious. “who’re you texting? you been at it all week,” you asked. “some girl i met last week while shopping with bill,” he said. “oh,” you replied, looking down at your desk. you’ve had a crush on tom since middle school and hearing about his new love interests really hurt. “i think she might be the one, i’m meeting with her tonight,” he said smiling, totally ignoring your sudden change of emotion.

you were silent for the rest of class and left early, leaving without waiting for tom like you usually did. you went to go confide with bill later at lunch. “ugh it’s just so annoying hearing him talk about other girls,” you said sighing. “why don’t you just confess then?” bill asked. “you don’t get, it’s way more complicated than that. i mean, he doesn’t even like me!” you said. “you never know~,” bill said. “why? did he said something about me?” you asked. “calm down, he didn’t say anything,” bill said, letting your hopes down. “ugh whatever, i’m going to class now,” you said before leaving.

you packed your bags as the dismissal bell rang, you would walk home with bill and tom since you guys lived nearby. you were still a little mad at tom but you wanted to wait for bill. you felt a water bottle lightly tap on your head and you turned around to see tom. “why’re you mad at me? is it because i talked about another girl?” he asked, smirking. “what did bill tell you?” you asked, annoyed that bill would tell tom. “what?” he asked confused. you might’ve just accidentally almost revealed your crush on tom so you quickly came up with a lame excuse. “what? no? of course not, bill told me you stole my bag of chips,” you said defensively.

“oh, yeah i forgot about that,” he said laughing. “hey guys, ready to go?” bill asked as he walked up to the two of you. “yeah, let’s go,” you said. the walk was pretty silent now as you thought of what tom would be doing with that girl tonight. it wasn’t fair that he was having all the fun meeting people and hooking up almost every night. you wanted to experience that fun too so when you got home you called your friend audrey, and asked if she knew anyone throwing a party. “oh yeah! i heard adrian’s hosting one at his dad’s house and i heard that it’s massive too,” she said. “cool! when is it?” you asked. “friday, wanna come over to get ready together?” she asked. “of course!” you replied.

it was late now and you were getting ready for bed before you heard a knock at your window, it was tom. “what do you want?” you asked. “can i come in?” he yelled from below. “whatever,” you said, walking back into your room. he quickly slipped in and laid on your bed. “she ditched me, i can’t believe her! how could you ditch such a hottie like me??” he said. “who wouldn’t?” you asked with a laugh. “what’s your problem?” tom looked at you with a serious expression now. “well let’s see, first your sho up to my house unannounced at 10pm, then you talk about your failed hookup, do i need to say more?” you asked. “you’ve been acting like a bitch lately,” he said. “i’m leaving,”

and with that tom left as quick as he came. you felt a little bad but you knew it needed to be addressed. the next day at school was rough, tom avoided you and the girls were even more relentless now as well. “what did you do to tom?” asked jessica, one of tom’s biggest fan girls. you couldn’t give her the time of day so you walked off.

“i’m not done talking!” she screamed. “i don’t care,” you replied. you weren’t having it and just wanted to go home, you were tired of everything and couldn’t take your mind off tom. you kept walking to your next class until school ended finally. you didn’t even wait for tom or bill and just went home by yourself, you even ran a little to avoid them. bill called you later and asked why you and tom weren’t talking. “some stuff happened last night and i’m honestly so tired of him now,” you explained. “come on now, you guys are like two peas in a pod!” he said. “not anymore,” you replied. you scrolled around and myspace and saw that tom had posted something. it was him at a party, probably from last night after he left your house. he was surrounded by girls which made you even more frustrated.

the party was one day away now and you were deciding your outfit, you were going to go all out. perhaps something slutty? you didn’t know yet, but you did know that you were going to get drunk and hook up. you met up with audrey to discuss friday before school started. “maybe a halter top?” she suggested. “ooh a miniskirt!” you added in. “i think i’ll wear my sequined tank top with a skirt,” she said. “i don’t know what i’m wearing yet,” you said putting your head down. “it’s okay, if you can’t find anything you can wear some of my clothes,” she said. “okay,” you said.

you walked into first hour, dreading it. you didn’t want to see tom, like at all. when you ed in, his desk was surrounded by girls as usual. one them gave you a dirty look as you walked up to your desk. you overheard what they were talking about and tom was telling them about what you said. that bitch, you couldn’t believe he was telling people, and his fangirls at that, your guys’ personal business. you knew you wouldn’t be able to live it down from them so you just put your headphones in and head down. your jaded your head when classed started and you swore you’d as tom smirking at you as the girls started dissipating.

when school ended you began walking before you felt someone grab your shoulder, it was tom and you wondered what he wanted. “we need to talk,” he said. “about what? how you’re telling your stupid fangirls about our business? they’re never going to leave me be now that they know that! but you don’t care do you? because you’re so selfish and only care about which girl you’re going to fuck next right?” you said. you left tom speechless and left before you gave him time to speak. you can’t believe you just let all your anger out on him like that. you tried not to feel bad because he deserved it but you still couldn’t help it. you quickly walked home after that’s hoping to avoid bill as well.

you wanted to drown now and never see anyone again. you took a nap and woke up to missed calls from bill, which you answered. “hello?” you asked. “______ i don’t know what going on with you and tom but it needs to end. you guys are best friends and can’t be on bad terms like this! i care about you two,” he said. “i love you bill but nothing is going to change my mind. anyways, see you at adrian’s?” you asked. “yeah whatever, bye,” he said. you put the phone down and got in the shower. it was late now but you decided to do homework before going to bed. you woke up the next, refreshed and ready, you felt very confident and ready for tonight. you met up with audrey to discuss plans and then went to first hour.

tom was already there and he waved at you, signaling he wanted to talk but you turned around immediately and went to go talk to someone else. school felt like forever but eventually it ended and you met up with audrey to go to her house. “okay, i’ll shower first and the i’ll start on makeup okay?” audrey confirmed. “sure,” you said as you sat down on her bed. soon enough she finished her shower and you got in.

the two of you finished your makeup and it was time to choose outfits. audrey ended up with a halter top and a low rise skirt while you wore a tupe top with the shortest skirt ever. you guys did hair as well and then left. adrian’s house was indeed hug and there were already people there. most were kids from school but others were from different ones too. you immediately saw tom on a couch, sitting next to a girl. you hate to say it but you were jealous, jealous that that girl wasn’t you. you brushed those thoughts away though and headed straight to the drinks you took shot after shot and drink and drink.

after a few minutes you were drunk and decided to mess around. you saw a cute boy and decided to approach him. “hey,” you said, slurring your words a little. he seemed to be i by you to by the look in his eye. “hey beautiful,” he replied. you noticed tom looking and a smile gee on your face. you took the boy into a random room and started making out with him. all of a sudden the lights turned off though and the boy got up. suddenly a bunch of girls appeared basically out of no where and started recording you half naked with their flashlights on.

they were yelling things like slut and whore. you soon recognized them to be tom’s little fangirls and you were so embarrassed. holding back tears, you got up and put your clothes back on but not before one of the girls approached you and started laughing in your face, calling you names. “you really think tom likes you? this is all your fault for breaking his heart,” she said. your tears were flowing now and you couldn’t control them, you tried to get up but one of the girls held you down. you thought it was over as the girls all started laughing and circling you until you heard a familiar voice, yet again it was tom. “what are you guys doing?” he yelled.

he shoved the girls aside and helped you up. you were no even more pissed at him since you knew this was his doing, all the fangirls, all the drama and all the gossip. you pulled your arm away from him and out your clothes on. “why are you mad at me? i get that we fought once but we usually get over it,” he asked. “are you fucking kidding me?” you asked frantically crying now and breathing heavy. “are you asking me this now? i’m mad because this is all your fault, i’m mad because the only reason this happened is because you decided to tell your fan girls our drama and i’m mad because i like you so much that i hate when you’re around other girls!” you shouted. tom was silent, only letting out a small “what?” your face was red from embarrassment and you ran out the door, straight to the exit.

you ran all the way home, as it started raining, your tears blending in. when you got home you went straight to your room, ignoring your mothers worried calls for your name. you took off your wet clothes and laid on your bed. you got a call from tom but ignored it along with calls from your other friends, you knew they all had the same question, “are you okay?” you were tired but lit a cigarette outside, looking at the moon before you dozed off to bed. the weekend passed and you stayed home during all of it. you didn’t want to go out and embarrass yourself more.

the video had now surfaced and everyone and their mothers have seen it. you were a joke now and it was all because of tom. “wake up ______ it’s time for school,” your mom said. “mom, i can’t go, you’ve seen the video right? i’m a joke,” you cried. “you’re only a joke if you let them make you out to be one. if you let them steak you down like this then you’ll never recover,” she said and she was right. even thought you didn’t want to, you got up for school. you walked into school and everyone looked at you, whispering things. you wanted to die.

tom was in first hour, sitting by himself surprisingly. you were halfway into the door before you guys made eye contact. he got up to approach but you instinctively ran away from him to go hug in the bathroom. you skipped all of first hour and hid away in a stall. you went to the rest of your classes as normal but not without being humiliated. you only went back to the bathrooms for lunch, hoping to avoid people. when school ended you were relieved. you ran out the gates and straight home. you didn’t talk to anyone all day and you avoided everyone too. you decided to do homework since you threw your phone away, hoping to avoid everything.

you were studying for hours until you heard talking ay your window. you looked down to see tom but you ignored him. the last thing you’ve antes was to see him.

he wouldn’t budge though and kept knocking. you finally opened it to tell him to go away but he had let himself in already. “______ i-,” he started but you cut him off. “look i know what you’re going to say, but just please forget what happened on friday, okay?” you pleaded. “no, i can’t. i want to say that… i really like you too ______,” you were shocked, not knowing what to do. “i didn’t know how to tell you though, so i coped by sleeping around with girls,” he confessed. “im sorry for what those girls did to you, and i’m sorry for telling them our business,” he apologized but you didn’t know whether to forgive him or not. “why?” you asked. “why what?” he said. “why did you tel them?”

“i dunno, i was jealous i guess,” he said. “oh what?” you asked. “of how good you were doing without me,” he admitted. you laughed at the irony since you weren’t actually doing as great as he thought. “are you serious?” you asked, he was silent. “i’ve been crying myself to bed all night!” you said. “i’m sorry,” tom said as he looked down. “me too i guess. i didn’t mean to say this things that night. i was pissed you were off with another girl,” you admitted. “so you weren’t mad over the chips?” he asked. “no,”

“were you serious about what you said friday night, that you like me?” he asked. “yeah…” you looked away, embarrassed. “your face is red,” he stated. “whatever,” you rolled your eyes and fell back onto your bed with tom following. you two faced each other, staring into each one’s longing eyes. “i love you,” tom whispered before leaning in for a kiss.

#no proofreading we die like men #2000s #tokio hotel #tokio hotel fanfic #tokio hotel x reader #fan fiction #2000s music #2000s fashion #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz x reader

[twewyautismshowdown]

btw, as the anon who talked about nonverbal assistive devices regarding kaie (saying this because i saw someone else sharing my words :') thank you very much), i will say that i believe that nagi also falls under the category of person who cannot be ignored even by non-autistic people. i have not met a single fan who did not find something "off" about nagi. whether they celebrated it or found it a reason to consider her a weirdo or even annoying, and whether or not they recognised it as "autistic", it seems pretty much everyone who plays the game DETECTS NAGI'S NEURODIVERGENCE in a similar fashion to kaie's. nagi is another AMAZING example of neurodivergence in fiction: autistic characters are typically MALE rather than FEMALE, and female autistic characters are almost ALWAYS shown as either "hyper-competent beyond typical means" (the genius hacker stereotype, for instance) or as "bumbling ineffectual losers" (most 'fangirl' type characters). in almost all cases their autistic traits are used to moeify them, make them "larger than life" (again re: geniuses) in ways that most irl autistic people cannot do, and/or render the helpelss and dependent on a (typically male) player through traits such as anxiety or not understanding social cues.

nagi is an amazing example of an autistic version who GETS TO KEEP HER SPECIAL INTEREST and even has her dedication to her special interest being something that HELPS HER BECAUSE SHE HAS A SPECIAL INTEREST, NOT IN SPITE OF IT, with her special interest helping OTHERS as well. instead of not understanding social cues, she is the MOST EMOTIONALLY INTELLIGENT IN THE GROUP (as autistic people often are, especially girls and women, when they have had to cope their whole lives) yet still is unable to avoid "appearing autistic" to others, as seen in her dialogue and even in her battle lines, where she gets half the cast (rindo, beat, and sho) to comment on her screeching. she often has on the "wrong expression" during cutscenes, appearing troubled at happy times or sneering at sad times. and all of these are treated as aspects of herself rather than something that she needs to fix or improve.

her autistic traits are shown to both harm her (her hyperempathy makes her nearly drown in the "ocean of despair" of feelings during W3, or her difficulty in dealing with unannounced change made her melt down during her introduction, or how the social network talks about other EleStra fans who being her aura overwhelming and intimidating) and also help her (her dedication to EleStra repeatedly allowed her to compartmentalise her feelings in ways that i have done MANY times to deal with later at a time when it would be personally safer to melt down, and even fret is amazed at her ability to help others through saying the right thing -- good and bad to hyperempathy!).

furthermore, nagi is a main character present throughout the game. she isn't a mega genius. she doesn't do anything that a "typical person" cannot do. her autistic traits contribute to her powers (i.e. Dive is EASILY an extension of her hyperempathy) but 'autism is not her superpower', rather her autistic traits are simply part of her, informing her abilities in the way that all the other characters' traits inform their abilities instead of that being the "point" of her character. she just gets to exist and be autistic and that's really cool.

i can't tell you how incredible it is to have a "wacky" character with tons of autistic traits who is also the most emotionally mature in part because of these "wacky" traits.

i love both kaie and nagi to death. but i had to pick nagi for this one.

anon, i love you so much. the person who shared your words on the poll was me on my main, and even though i ended up voting kaie, this is exactly why i've wanted her to win since the start and why she's my #1 seed, even of the top 4. i've been trying to keep my personal opinions off this blog but it's the final round and there's genuinely no losing here. both options are incredible and important and represent and under-represented group of autistic people. genuinely the best final matchup we could have gotten, i think.

#asks #mod post #prautaganda

[lixieswritingbakery]

Hiiii Your writing is my favorite thing ever and I was wondering if I could request an angsty hyunjin fic? Like his parents don’t approve of the reader and they over hear a conversation Hyunjin and his parents are having and reader gets really insecure all of a sudden. I’m a sucker for angsty content I’m sorry 😭 anyways thank you so much!!!

Thank you so much for being my first request!! I tried my best with this one and to be honest, added way more comfort than angst. I hope I stuck to the theme you wanted! <3

You are all that matters -Hwang Hyunjin

genre: hurt/comfort word count: ~930 words warnings/content: , this wouldn't actually happen irl but yeah, skz are idols in this, insecure!reader. aftermath included. 40% angst 60% fluff? Chan and Changbin cameo

  As we all know, Hwang Hyunjin is a shining star in the kpop industry. From that, he garners a big load of fans, and one of them was you. You two had met at an art gallery. Unlike other fans, you didn’t get the instinct to run up to Hyunjin and ask him for a photo or autograph, you were freaking out, and freaking out A LOT. Hyunjin, being the sweet angel he is, came up to you and offered to chat. After that, you two started dating secretly.

  Today was your 3rd anniversary, and Hyunjin planned on breaking the news to his friends and family, as the dating ban was lifted. His bandmates took it well (probably after Chan questioned you secretly) and supported your relationship greatly. His family, however, did not take it as well as the rest of Stray Kids. 

  Hyunjin video called his parents with you beside him, ready to break the news to them. You were nervous, since you doubted that they would approve of you without convincing. Sensing that you were nervous, Hyunjin held your hand and gave it an affirming squeeze, to let you know that everything would be okay. Little did he know, that would be the opposite.

  As Hyunjin slowly moved the conversation to announce your relationship, you were getting extremely anxious. You gave Hyunjin a warning look, just in case you would have a full-blown panic attack in front of his parents. Hyunjin excused himself for a while to comfort you, “Y/N, everything will be okay, if you need some time away, it’s okay, alright?” You softly nodded, as you stepped out of the bedroom, as Hyunjin returned back to his conversation with his parents.

  “Hyunjin-ah, you have to be more careful of fangirls. Recently, rumours of you and another girl going out have been spreading like wildfire.” There it was. You sighed, expecting that this would’ve happened. “Mom, she’s not a random fangirl! She’s my girlfriend.” Hyunjin said. As his parents tried to convince him that you were using him for fame and money, tears started to roll down your face, akin to the rain pouring outside. You began to think over how you acted throughout these two years, “Did I really treat Hyunjin that badly?” “What’ll happen when people find out that I’m the ‘psycho fangirl?” “No, no, no, please!” You uttered out softly, shuddering at the thought of Hyunjin leaving you.

    Hyunjin was giving up on persuading his parents, but he knew he had to push on. He was oblivious to the growing volume of sobbing outside of his dorm. He felt guilty for being angry at his parents, and deep down in his heart, being angry at you. You were the one who decided to reveal your relationship to the people he held dearest to his heart, but Hyunjin couldn’t blame you. He knew how stressful it was to hide a relationship, since he went through the same thing too. He curtly bid goodbye to his parents after realising his partner hadn’t returned back into his room, and stormed outside to confront and/or comfort you. Only time will tell.

  “Y/N?” He called out, only to find you buried underneath a myriad of blankets, pillows and plushies on the couch, surrounded by Chan and Han, who were desperately trying to comfort you and soothe your worries. Hyunjin felt a twinge of jealousy coarse through his veins, and walked up to the trio. Once he got a closer look at you, his anger at you disappeared in record speed. You looked so upset over something, yet he couldn’t figure out what it was. 

  Once the pair saw Hyunjin, Han mouthed a “help us” at him, whilst Chan continued to cuddle you and whisper soothing words to calm you down. Hyunjin gently pulled you away from Chan, and let your tears soak his shirt instead. “Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying..?” The Aussie and the rapper left you two alone. You mumbled into his shirt, too tired from crying to form coherent sentences. Hyunjin chuckled. But his smile slowly faded as he caught the words “parents” and “disapprove”. 

  “It’s not what it looks like…I promise.” You looked up at him, and Hyunjin couldn’t help but look at how adorable you were. He sighed softly and rubbed your arm. “Let’s talk about this in detail tomorrow, okay? You look tired, sleepy koala.” He smiled, and you smiled back, albeit a bit hesitant. With that, Hyunjin carried you back to your (newly) shared room, and cuddled you to sleep, whispering sweet nothings to ensure you had good dreams.

Aftermath~

  You awoke to your boyfriend sleeping soundly on your shared bed, oh right, you realised it was his off day today. You smiled softly and snuggled into his chest, causing him to jolt awake. “Hey! That tickles!” He giggled. “Come on, you must be hungry from all the crying.” He led you to the dining area of the dorms. 

  “Ah, look at you two, all “alkong dalkong (lovey dovey)...” Changbin cooed. Hyunjin glared at his hyung not-so-playfully and pressed his lips to your neck smugly. A tired Chan emerged from the kitchen and placed plates of messily-made breakfast onto the table. Han sat himself down at the dining table and did the same thing as Changbin. You finally felt welcomed and was proud of calling yourself “Hyunjin’s girlfriend”. Although a bit narcissistic, you were sure that Hyunjin’s parents would accept you sooner or later. One sentence from Hyunjin changed how you thought about this.

“You are all that matters.” 

care for a reblog? ^^

@lixieswritingbakery do not repost.

writing tag: lixie.cake

#stray kids #kpop #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #kpop imagines #kpop headcanons #kpop one shots #kpop x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #hyunjin angst #hyunjin fluff #hwang hyunjin angst #hwang hyunjin fluff #stray kids x stay #skz x stay #stray kids imagines #stray kids fic #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x yn #hyunjin x you #hyunjin x stay #gender neutral reader #kpop x yn #lixie.cake

[treetownconfessions]

new-ish to the blog (been here about a month....,,) and i wanted to finally get this off my chest bc it was killing me. i'm queer as hell now but BACK THEN when i was 11-13 i was a cis boy who just liked reading comics and doing a jump everyday in hopes of becoming the tallest jumper in the world. and at the time i found out about happy tree friends and got into it very fast, both bc the gore and extremity was edgy and cool to me and because i genuinely liked the characters. i developed a crush on flippy, because, who didnt, and finding out a LOT of htf fans felt the same made me happy at first. but it became really clear nearly all the people who crushed and fangirled over him were girls irl and i felt like a weirdo about it because i was a BOY and i had a crush on flippy who was ALSO a boy. BUT seeing those same people ship flippy with other boy-characters in the show gave me massive mixed messages, because everyone seemed to love it when it was in-show only and i hadnt EVER met another boy online who had a crush on flippy so i wondered if it just wasnt allowed when it was outside of that, even though i wanted to express it with everyone else so bad. i couldnt go to my irl friends bc none of them were into htf and i was worried theyd think i was weird anyway. so my solution to keep crushing on flippy while still being normal to everyone else was making a htf oc that was quite literally a self-insert of myself, all the way down to the comics i liked irl, and shipped him with flippy. but i never told anyone it was my self-insert and just said it was an oc very unrelated to me and i wanted to keep it that way. i made horrible art of us and wrote equally horrible fanfic of this "oc" and flippy, bc i thought it was a genius solution to expressing my adoration for flippy whilst keeping the handful of followers and online friends i had satisfied bc it was boy x boy stuff. i never wrote/drew raunchy stuff about them bc as far as i can remember it was just shit like going on a date with flippy at the library or having picnics with him etc etc. but once i shared a recent fic with one of my online friends about them and at some point they went "you wrote it like an x reader so i thought it was self insert lol" and i was genuinely in shambles. i thought they were accusing me of having a crush on flippy myself and they were about to expose me or something (they didnt even know i was a boy irl so i dont know??) so i defensively told them it wasnt a self insert and i wasnt attracted to flippy in the slightest. but i was really rude about it and they replied saying they never said that, they never accused me of having a crush on flippy or anything like that and it was just a mistake. i dont remember the entirety of our messages but i remember getting so butthurt and angry i kept telling them to fuck off and that it wasnt a mistake on their end and they HAD to be accusing me of actually liking flippy. i blocked them and i cried so hard into my pillow i could barely breathe and i considered running away from home that day bc i was convinced that person was gonna tell everyone i liked flippy even though i was a boy and somehow get to my irl friends and family and i would be considered a freak for it forever. i stopped posting my art and fics of that "oc" and flippy after that and i didnt know how to delete my account at the time (it was on deviantart) so i just logged out and never touched it again. ive been thinking about it recently now as an adult and i forgot the password to that account so everything is still up and there hasnt been a new comment since 7 years ago but it keeps me up at night thinking about the person i cussed out and all the published stuff

[zapalimesvet]

Yesterday I was thinking and I said to myself why not make another OC who's in Harry's timeline?

And I came up with the idea.

Amélie Black ( yeah she's from Black family) and her patronus is Rabbit, faculty - Hufflepuff

She is Draco's cousin and actually everything goes well in between them. Amélie is hella supportive of him in Quidditch but not in his attitude against golden trio and others.

She fell in love with Theodore Nott. They both meet when Slytherin was playing Against Gryffindor and her with Pansy where holding big paper with big words GO DRACO MALFOY!!!

They were screaming and waving, jumping what caught Theodore's attention because it was getting annoying to him but still wanted act kind so no problem involves.

"fangirl?" - Theodore

"Yes! I'm his Cousin!"- Amélie

She gave him her hand to shake with and said "Amélie Black"

"Theodore Nott, in fact. We go to same class as Transfiguration." He grabs her hand to shake with and sees green Slytherin themed gloves "oh you take everything in support Draco, right?" chuckles

"mhm! We have actually good friendship, and with his friends too, even tho I think he told them to be kind with me because I'm TOO sensitive."

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Amélie is sweet as hell but quiet. Her favorite classes are always with Hagrid, she loves animals goes everyday help him to take care of them and talk with him about them ( she should've met Newt Scamander shhshdh ).

She thought at first Draco told Theodore to talk with her, because she saw him in classes but never thought someone like him would even think of her. Some kids have no idea she's in classes

Least favorite classes are with Snape, SHE HATES HIM, she heard how he goes after Neville and it makes her blood boil, how the hell he dares to do it. Sometimes he gives her detentions for mistakes but Draco gets her out of it and she is so damn thankfull for it.

Amélie secretly listen to muggle bands, Nirvana, Metallica, Hole, Radiohead etc. Her family wouldn't be happy about it not even a little bit, either a father. She must hide them under her bed or in hole under wooden floor. Her father never found out, amazing isn't it?

He's from Black family and keep blood tradition, so he's married to pure blood and is in fact death eater, and kinda disappointed she's Hufflepuff but at least isn't Gryffindor. He can't take the embrassement having Daughter in Gryffindor.

Her mother isn't strict or something, she's just normal and keep her daughter safe ( in fact she's the one buying Amélie muggle music)

Basically her parents aren't strict.

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Lot of times profesors told Ame about Sirius and Regulus black, that she's really look alike with them and see them in her. She really did favorited listening about how Sirius was troublemaker but yet talented student.

Ame never meet them irl but only at pictures, she heard Regulus died long time ago and Sirius is in Azkaban for some murder but wouldn't stop her believing he didn't did it due the stories she heard.

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Only art I have of her is this traditional one.

Opinions/questions are very appreciated!

#harry potter oc #harry potter headcanon #harry potter fanart #harry potter fandom #harry potter #theodore nott #hufflepuff #slytherin #Amélie black #theomélie

[novellagg]

Some of nvla's Most Notable Fansites

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[◉"] Choi Aecha - @/squishyycha

Despite being a fansite dedicated to Aecha, squishyycha (aka squishy) is one of the most beloved fansites among Authors. She has somehow attended almost every fan signing/concert/showcase in Korea since starting up the twitter page in late 2019, which has earned her the ‘richest nvla fansite’ title. Fans who have met her irl claim that she is one of the most respectful and green flag fansites they know.

[◉"] Min Sujin - @/ssuDolll

SsuDolll is one of nvla’s most controversial fansites. They are often accused of being a saesang as they follow nvla everywhere, even outside of the country. Nevertheless, the account owner has somehow managed to maintain complete anonymity since opening their account in 2022 and has not been blacklisted by SBE. Some fans speculate that the account may be run by multiple admins, both in and out of Korea, which would explain the anonymity.

[◉"] Kim Haeun - @/haeu_noir8

Haeu_noir8 is a fairly recent Haeun fansite that was opened in 2023. Since then, the account has become a well-known solo stan within the community. Somehow, despite making several aggressive/hateful statements directed towards the other girls, they frequently attend music shows and concerts. Also, the account has many followers who ignore their bad reputation and support the admin.

[◉"] Yoon Eunjeong - @/219_Jjeong

219_Jjeong is one of nvla’s earliest fansites and the first specifically for Eunjeong. The fansite owner is very unproblematic, and people who have met them say he's very nice but keeps to himself. Although he doesn't attend as many events as some of the other accounts, he is one of the idol's most popular fansites.

[◉"] Kim Dambi - @/bambist4r

Nvla's oldest fansite, bambist4r, was initially a fansite for all group members, however, they rebranded themselves to a Dambi fansite in 2021. They still occasionally post photos of other members, but she became a Dambi centred after the idol was receiving a lot of hate for (allegedly) being gay and did not have many fansites. All nvla members have acknowledged bambist4r multiple times, even casually chatting/joking around with her, so the admin is often called the 'most successful fangirl'.

[◉"] Kang Nari - @/xznnr_208

Nana208 is another saesang-fansite that established their account in 2022. She is know for following Nari everywhere, even to private schedules, and being involved with other saesang accounts. She's also not been blacklisted (somehow) by SBE and is even defended by some Authors, as she hasn't done anything ‘directly harmful’ to the idol.

[◉"] Hiramatsu Aina - @/220ala

220ala is a fansite run by two admins, one in Korea and one in Japan, but it was initially started by the Japanese admin in late 2019. Both admins are pretty unknown irl, but they only attend public schedules and events, so Authors generally appreciate them as a fansite. They also show love towards the other members and include pics of them on their account.

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A/N: me, procrastinating the actual writing I wanted to finish last week. Also, EJ's fc is literally giving me a headache aaaa.

#kpop oc #fake kpop group #fictional idol community #fictional idol group #fake kpop girl group #fansite #.𖥔 ݁ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ . ── (ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢꜱ)

[chaidrivenwhore]

OHHHHKAY Y'ALL

here's my little iwaoi fic thing that's been rotting in my drafts and it's high time i throw it into the depths of the internet abyss so here goes nothing

for context, this story was inspired by this one text convo i had w one of my best friends about confessing to my crush. i didn't go ahead w the idea irl bc it turned out that he was an asshole but this fic was born out of it so yeah.

all mistakes are mine alone.

happy reading!

-d

p.s. (might put it up on ao3 if i'm able to get all the parts out)

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Iwaizumi Hajime would be the first person to admit that he was an absolute goner for old-school romance. Unlike his best friend who is completely content with texting about schedules or dates or scheduled dates (ugh), Hajime knows in his heart that he'd rather give handwritten letters and write poetry (even though he's not very good at it) for the person that he likes.

Luck (or ill-luck, depending on how you see it) has it that the person he likes (likes? loves?) just so happens to be the aforementioned best friend, Oikawa Tooru.

Now, the thing is.

The thing is, if you’d ask Hajime how long he’d been pining after Oikawa, he’d give you a vague answer, mostly because he actually couldn’t tell you for sure. Ever since he met Oikawa as a child, Hajime’s been prone to head and heart aches. Then again, he’s always known that Oikawa is just different for him. Others might have had friends that they’d drop for anything, but for Hajime, Oikawa was the one truth that he’s always tried to protect and support.

There is his simple truth. Iwaizumi Hajime loves Oikawa Tooru.

×

Lunch was usually a very chaotic affair for the third-years of the volleyball team.

Oikawa would come sauntering in after half of the recess is over because “you can’t make me disappoint my fans who love me and are waiting to catch a glimpse of the great Oikawa-sama~”; Mattsun and Makki have their weird creepy perverted flirting thing that they do that puts off everyone’s appetites on the better days; and Hajime is just trying to eat his damn food like the only sane person around (at this point, he’s plenty sure that he’s the only normal guy in his admittedly small friend group).

Lately, though, Hajime has been plagued by bouts of insanity, or so it seems because he can’t see any other reason why he feels like boiling the captain of the Seijoh basketball team alive. Although, Hajime thought, it might have something to do with how the basketball bastard keeps staring at my Tooru- I just hope I don’t call him Tooru to his face again-

The last time that happened, Hajime had considered leaving Aoba Johsai for Shiratorizawa, never mind how infuriating he found Ushiwaka to be. He loved Tooru, obviously, but even that love didn’t stop him from being annoyed with all the trilling that Oikawa did- “Tooru, huh? My, my, Iwa-chan, how awfully bold!”

In all honesty though? Hajime just knows that if he had to fight the goddamn basketball bastard, namely one Handa Chikao for Oikawa’s hand, ridiculous as it sounds, he would do it with no hesitation.

This sort of vindictive streak was almost non-existent in Hajime, only spiking up when he felt that all of Oikawa’s time was being monopolised by his fangirls and occasional fanboys. He didn’t mind the usual throes of people, god knows he gets how they feel, but when there are just way too many of them circling Oikawa like pests, Hajime can’t help but feel jealous and pissed off (not that he’d ever tell Oikawa about it).

Then happened the Nice Kill Incident™ (as dubbed by Mattsun&Makki).

It was a beautiful afternoon and Oikawa was being accosted by his usual set of fans who were busy offering him cookies and cutesy letters and some daring ones who shyly gave him confession letters. Hajime didn’t pay them any heed; he’s seen this same scene for three years now, he's figured out not to give any shits.

He walked ahead and called out to Oikawa, without turning back, “When you’re done with whatever you’re doing, come and have your lunch- skip it and I'll punch you.”

He pointedly ignored Oikawa’s indignant squawk.

When Hajime was sure that Oikawa had gone back to humouring the crowd, he kept sneaking glances at the other, lips twitching into a smile. He could feel the smile slip off his fwce when he caught sight of the basketball team captain making a beeline towards Oikawa.

The same bastard who had the nerve to insult volleyball as a game, Hajime’s team and Tooru’s superior capabilities all in one breath last month. Call him prejudiced, but Hajime knows that it’s sort of unbelievable that someone could have this huge of a whiplash— shitting on Tooru’s brilliance and then being completely besotted by him in seven goddamn days.

If Hajime was a lesser man, he would’ve given in to his urges and decked that little bitch across his smug face— okay what the fuck Hajime calm down this is not you— but he is, unfortunately, a decent human being and he had to desist. At that moment, he noticed Oikawa’s tired sigh and resolved to do something.

Tooru took one look at Handa Chikao coming his way and sighed tiredly.

Dear God, not today— I neither have the patience of Iwa-chan nor enough sleep and if he insists on being an asshole, I might just serve a volleyball at his face.

“Handa-san, it’s a rare sight seeing you head my way without any insults at the ready.”

The creepy smirk presented that close to his face was tempting Tooru to wring Handa-san’s neck, but alas, Tooru wasn’t willing to damage his reputation as a model student, so there goes that idea.

“Well, Tooru-kun, why would I-”

Yeah, that was it. Five words in and Tooru zoned out, occasionally hearing parts of the other boy’s monologue. Normally, this method works but somehow, Handa-san kept taking small steps closer to Tooru and it bugged him to no end.

For the love of God, someone serve a volleyball at him, he’s making me uncomfortable, hell, I’ll do it mys—

The next thing Tooru saw was Handa-san crouched on the ground holding his head, a stray volleyball to his side and one extremely irritated Iwa-chan who looked like he could pound someone into pulp that very second.

Very hot. Tooru approves.

Tooru covered up a relieved smile as he felt Iwa-chan place an anchoring hand on the small of his back. Iwa-chan’s eyes seemed to ask, are you fine?

Yes, always, when I’m with you.

Handa-san’s voice interrupted their telepathy and Tooru couldn’t swallow the irked tsk that made itself known.

"If you'll excuse me now, Handa-san, I should be heading to class," said Tooru, his eyes flashing barely hidden annoyance, "Come on, Iwa-chan, we're getting late."

As they walked through the hallways, Tooru's eyes caught Hajime's and both of them let out a relieved chuckle.

"You know, I wasn't sure if I wanted to back off or break his face."

"Never mind that now, what's done is done."

"Sooo Iwa-chan- what was it with the volleyball? I know you're a brute but I didn't think it extended to Handa-san as well."

"Quit talking shit, Shittykawa-"

"Were you jealous? Is that what it was about? Huuuuuuh??? Wait- Iwa-chaaan- why are you running away?"

Remember when Hajime said he's in love with Tooru?

Yeah.

It's at times like this he wishes he could forget that fact and fling Oikawa into the sun and hope for the best.

That embarrassing bastard (he was right).

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end of part 1

#iwaoi #iwaizumi hajime #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi x oikawa #haikyuu #haikyuu fic #anyway i wrote smth #gidfics

[destinyc1020]

And I would arguably say/assume that its way better to be gracious to fans you meet irl than faceless avatars on the Internet that can't make up their mind whether they like you or not depending on the casting news and film bro opinions of the day 🤫

Girrrrl......Let's be perfectly HONEST lol.... If MOST of these "flim bros" or avatars on "Film Twitter" were to ever meet Tom or even HALF of the celebrities they love to drag through the mud online, they would be fangirling all over themselves and wouldn't have the AUDACITY to say anything mean to them to their face! Let's get that straight first and foremost lol. 😅🤣

Some people just enjoy the anonymous comforts of being behind a keyboard and saying whatever nasty/mean things they can say online about people they don't even know personally...let alone have even MET irl. 😒🙄 Maybe it makes them feel cool or whatever...who knows?

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Maja’s STRAY KIDS Concert experience and thoughts (aka probably just me fangirling)!

Under the cut, cause I don’t know how long this will turn out to be.. Will also include some of my bad pics lol

September 17th 2022! 

The day my mind was blown to oblivian, cause Minho THE MINHO is actually real, like what an actual wild concept. Not in like a “I don’t see him as a real person” weirdo kind of way, but in a “I have only ever seen this dude on a computer screen and it’s wild that he actually exists” kind of way. It’s the same for all of the members of course, but I am nothing if not Minho biased lol. 

Ever since the evening the day before the concert, I was so freaking nervous. Like one would seriously think I was the one performing, that’s how nervous I was lmao. Guess it was the realization that I was actually seeing my dude of all dudes (read ultimate bias (sorry Seonghwa)) irl. Even now, just thinking about it makes my stomach turn lmao. I still can’t believe it. 

I had a way better seat than I expected, and I really felt like they were SO close even though I was on the second floor. It was truly wild. 

When the concert started I seriously couldn’t do anything, but watch in awe. I was literally just shook SHOOK! They started with Maniac and Venom, which has never been my favourite songs, but they were absolutely amazing. AND THEN THEY DID RED LIGHTS AS ONE OF THE FIRST SONGS, LIKE WHAT THE HELL. Can’t believe one of my first looks of skz irl is them tied up by their necks??

When they said hello, I was just out of it. It was truly like an out of body experience, I could not with my excitement lol (in reality I just kept on saying “wahh” every five minutes). 

Minho was of course Minho, and when he greeted us, he was like “you already know my name”ish and got us to yell his name, but then he was like “No, there’s something missing at the front” and everyone was like “???” and he was like “I’m Stray Kids’ Lee Know” as if we could know that was his intention. I love him and he is just ethereal and his humor is just amazing. Also, I have never been more happy to know Korean than I was at this concert. It really made it so much more fun, cause the members were all hilarious!! 

I don’t remember what it was, but at their ment, Chan said some kind of joke and Felix just went “Ah, how fun” in the most dry tone ever and everyone laughed. He seemed to be confused tho, cause I’m pretty sure he didn’t mean for it to be that dry lol.  

Then (I think it was now?? Oh well) Minho and Seungmin were charged with having to introduce the new song, but it was just them meowing and barking at each other?? Minho got so red lmao. The song was Easy lol. Apparently the thing was that it was very easy to guess? Which it really was not. 

I don’t remember everything in the correct order probably, but who cares lol. They also said they were going to try something new, and that the people on the second floor (aka me) would also get to see them close! So every time the light went out, everyone was just waiting for where they would appear again lmao. 

Y’all, I got to hear CHEESE live? Like damn, absolutely amazing! I love CHEESE lol

They also did Lonely St. with standing mics!! Absolutely amazing if you ask me lol. But tbh the whole concert was, so yeah. 

They showed their mashup for the new album and then they performed the three unit songs!! 3Racha began by absolutely slaying, and damn, rapper Bang Chan is back back!!! Then Danceracha went on to absolutely end me. Like my jaw was literally at the floor the whole time. It was sexy sexy sexy. Like Wow but times ten. Who knew that was even possible? And the Vocalracha ended the unit songs, by having the best song ever. It’s such a happy “I really like you!!” kind of song and they absolutely slayed, I can’t wait for the studio version for real!! 

At the following ment, Minho was like “I have a question for STAY and you have to answer truthfully! Did you all do the STAY pose, when you met outside of the stadium?” then the other members went on about how it must be embarrassing to do, and Minho was like “I’m in I and I can do it?” and they were all like “You’re not an I. There’s no way you’re an I.” Then they went on to coming up with other things STAYs could do to see if someone was a STAY. Changbin (I think it was him) suggested finger hearts, but they all agreed, that that would be awkward if the other person wasn’t a stay lmao. They ended up settling for doing the skz greeting with eachother, cause that would be easy to play off, if the other person wasn’t a stay. 

They also performed Circus and Fam Korean versions! 

After they performed Fam, they wanted to hear us yell their names but without the in-ears in. It went like *Chan says his line about I.N and we yell “I.N”* and everything went great until it got to, when we had to yell Hyunjin’s name. This is where, some people have probably seen the video online, if not you can find it HERE! Han said his line about Hyunjin, but like 80% of the stadium didn’t yell his name and it was just confused silence. Here is where I’ve seen some weird misunderstandings run around on twitter, about how “Korean fans never screams a lot for Hyunjin >:(” and “Why did nobody scream his name? :(” and “The fans didn’t know they were supposed to scream the names”, but take it from someone who was there and didn’t scream his name at first, it wasn’t like that at all. It wasn’t some weird “Korean stays don’t like Hyunjin kind of thing” like what even? It was just confusion! Han said his line which was just “Artist”, but it sounded so much like he said “I.N” and everyone was confused, cause we had already screamed his name once. That’s really all there was to it. So Han just repeated his line and everyone screamed “Hyunjin” really loud after that! It wasn’t at all any ill-feelings towards Hyunjin. It was just pure confusion lmao! 

At one point they got into some carts(?) I’ll call them carts lol, and they drove around between the second and first floor! They were so close, like what even. They were like really really close, I still can’t believe it.. 

As it does at every concert, they have to say goodbye, and Han was tasked with the role of being the one to be like “We really want to stay, but...” and we, the fans, were all like “Awww :(” and Han was like “This makes me the bad guy” and everybody laughed. 

Between them leaving the stage and the encore (Is it really an encore, when everyone know it’s going to happen?) there were three STAY games. The first one was, the camera filming someone in the audience and that STAY had to immitate the pose on the screen. Then the next one was immitating the dance and doing an ending fairy, and the last one was just for everyone to scream as loud as they could lol. That was also a reorcurring theme in the concert. The members kept on being like “that’s not enough” and making everyone scream even louder. No wonder my throat hurt when I got home lol. 

They came back for the “encore” and they performed HAVEN!! MINHO’S VOICE IN HAVEN LIVE!! VERY IMPORTANT!! I absolutely am in love with him in a non delusional way, of course. 

When they did their ending ments, they were all so happy. They were all talking about how it was a dream to perform at the KSPO stadium, and how STAY made that dream come true and how thankful they were. Felix talked about how it was the first time they were able to get that close to the fans (when they went in the carts and had to literally walk through the fans to get back to the stage), and he had never seen the love in the fans eyes that close before. He said he wondered if he really derserve all that love, and I can tell you he does! Am I tearing up writing this? Maybe.. Chan said all the fans were like 🥺🥺 looking at the members that close, and it was cute and there was so much love. 

Minho was very serious in his ending ment. He said it’s good to be serious sometimes. He talked about how, when he got back from the US after the tour, he had some time to himself and he kind of had an identity crisis? He said he thought a lot about who he is. Is he Stray Kids’ Lee Know or is he Lee Minho? He said it’s very important to take some time to yourself and be serious and think about stuff. He said that STAY should also take some time for themselves sometimes! 

At the end nobody wanted them to leave and they didn’t want to leave either. Chan kept on asking if they should just start from the beginning again, and he started imitating the sound of the intro to the concert version of Maniac, and some of the other members joined in. In the end, they did have to go. Felix was the last one leaving and he kept on yelling “I love you STAYs” and it was just really wholesome. 

Anyways I love them a whole damn lot. I still can’t believe I saw them live. I didn’t really know how to feel, when the concert was done lol. Surprisingly I didn’t cry at the concert or anything, cause I think I was in lowkey shock lol. I was yesterday too, but now, writing this long post, I am suddenly really emotional and touched lol. This was a big day and I enjoyed every single second of it (even though my buttcheek kind of hurt from the hard seat lol)! 

I love Stray Kids and Lee Minho a whole damn lot. That’s just the end of it. 

Oh, someone posted a fancam of THE WHOLE DAMN CONCERT on youtube.. damn

#maja talks #stray kids #*unveil 11

[ippenx]

A3! Act 2 Thoughts (2) | Reread

MISUMI VOICE MISUMI VOICE MISUMI VOICE

Hmm, actually not totally sure on this one chief. A contently dwelling Misumi is a powerful thing.

That is actually hilarious, good job Matsukawa.

Muku my beloved ….

THEY JUST BARGED INTO HIS ROOM, TOTAL STRANGERS, AND HE OFFERS TRIANGLES? Oh my god Misumi baby you are too sweet for this world.

Izumi love, I guarantee you it is far from a normal guy.

I loved this scene in the anime so much, like the whole follow up chase and jumping around, they really gave Misumi SO MUCH LIFE!!! Stage play too, with obvious limitations of IRL physics.

Misumi happened to your onigiri. I’m much sorry, Citron.

OKAY NOW I’VE HAD A THOUGHT.

This is the thought, that is all. In this post we learn that Run With The Wind was really a Mankai Sports AU from the start, I mean, the Izumi and Haiji parallels are STRONG. Of course the first thing to do when spotting a delinquent is to inquire about their interest in your particular hobby that you’re trying to get off the ground and into professional shape, and then housing them so that they may become a successful member of your team. I have connected the dots!

Half Kazureact, half wholesome and cute.

BURGLAR FRIEND, oh Citron. Just feeding onigiri to stray cats. I adore you.

The MisuKazu celeb and manager etude, awwwwuwuuuuuuuu *sobbing*

OUCH! FUCKING OUCH!!! Writers????? WHY WAS THIS NECESSARY WHO HURT YOU???? *holds Misumi even though I think it’s me that needs holding*

Misureact?

AND THEY WERE BUDDIES! It’s also like … you can tell this was just shallow on Kazu’s part as are all his relationships at this point but Misumi just genuinely runs with it and is happy to have a friend …

Has … has Muku met fangirls? Sounds like he has.

Tsuzuru: collapsed Muku:  ambulance?! Misumi: nothing a little rice and a triangle can’t solve.

As someone who’s seen young TV repairmen be confused about what the hell a VCR player/recorder is … Matsukawa, I feel you.

Buff Muku hours … I’m so curious about more of his track team life!!!

… even more Run With The Wind parallels? Hmm. Something something crossover fic ….

I am SO GLAD Izumi suggests inviting the whole track team to the play so that Muku can see he has their support too!

Hehe.

Geez. You, you’re getting the bonked upside the head with a cactus treatment, sir. How dare you.

He really does have some weird authority/seniority thing going on or something.

Offshoot thought but. Can you imagine if Izumi was voiced? I would die.

Enjoy your first and last camp without Sakyo’s immediate budgeting oversight.

Thanks a bunch, Tsuzuru. Much appreciated.

Sounds like a challenge. Anyone wanna be legendary parasites with me?

Oh to be rewarded with a triangle for reading the 1001 Nights stories to get in character.

Next: Act 2 Part 3 →

← Previous: Act 2 Part 1

#a3! #a3! reading club #act 2 #summer troupe

[hellfirehaley]

Hello my dearest ghouls and monsters

Hey everyone I'm so sorry I disappeared off the face of the planet for a long time. I'm so sorry if anyone felt like I've abandoned them or if they did something to make me disappear. It was nothing any of you did first and foremost.

What started as a break from social media during a move snowballed into real life adulting and trying to figure out how to pay a mortgage on our first "home" (a newer 2 bedroom trailer) and then became one of my irl friends finding Strange Love in my Drive open on my laptop while we were smoking together one night and sending it to all of our mutual friends. They made fun of me like I was in high school again and it triggered a bad, bad part of my past for me when someone in eighth grade found my fanfic I wrote about the popular kids at school and called me a freak for the rest of my junior high education. So naturally, I cut off Tumblr as a whole and lost the want or desire to write anything ever again.

Spring made it where I just isolated myself away from everything. The only time I would leave the house outside of work was to go see movies with my husband and eventually a trivia night with a new group of people.

In May, my husband went to the dog park with two dogs and came back with three. He had adopted a purebred year and a half year old siberian husky named Phog who we had met all of maybe 3 times at the dog park. We are his FIFTH home and his final one if we have anything to say about it.

I turned 30 the next month on June 26th and had a mental breakdown about my life track (which is apparently normal). In July, I started to attend a horror/mystery book club at the local library and started to read a ton of amazing books that were brilliantly written and it started to turn the wheels in my brain about plot lines again. When out at a comic shop with my brother and my husband, I saw a graphic novel copy of After and I honestly laughed. I laughed because for weeks I had been explaining to my husband about my emotions when I was reading After as a fangirl back in the day and I missed that feeling. I started to get the weird inkling that I wanted to try and write again. Someday.

Which brings us to Strange Love. I have plans to eventually finish it. I have it plotted to the point where Eddie and Y/N finally get together and with a lot of thought, it'll end there. You all deserve an ending to that before I try to move on from something else.

I'm going to make a conscious effort to be here and be present more. I'm going to answer all of my messages and anon messages before and during my shift at work tonight. Lastly, I want you all to know I love you so so much. I thought about a lot of you often and tried to wish the best vibes your way while I was away.

#haley talks shit #hi guys #sorry i've been gone #please don't hate me

[namuneulbo]

week eighty-six

i was so busy on sunday so i couldnt post in time. sorry!! ill write and post this now at 1 am on monday. it was a good sunday though, cute person at the till but i got so flustered i forgot to look at their last name when i ided them so i just know his first name and middle name loool. went to the bar after work w c, l and s. we then went for food and ate in the school cafeteria. a cute security guard came after a while and asking for us to show our keys to prove we could be there lol.

ive been listening to loooots of saosin. im so in love w their stuff. so the sotw is obvious hehe.

okay now ill go through the week in order lol.

monday i dont really remember. just work.

i had a shorter shift on tuesday, only four hours! afterwards i met up w e and e and we walked around town and then had some food and then went to some shops. it was fun and time went by so fast.

on wednesday i thought id have to rawdog the music quiz and just go alone and hope id find someone ik there to play w BUT c came home just in time so she joined me along w d, e and s. s left before the results and d and e left right after the results. we did HORRIBLY!!! we came like,, 9th ??? out of 14 probably?

s joined us afterwards and m also joined in after a bit. i thought it was a lot of fun but apparently ive now gotten the news that s is... a bit weird. idk, i always thought my friends were kind of,,, making him seem worse than he is but ig im starting to understand what they find so odd ab him and back on wednesday i still enjoyed his company. after talking for a while, m left to go to another table and c and i were left w s. h joined us at one point and omg i was so excited ab it, i think hes so cool and cute and sweet and i kind of fangirled internally. like truly its not like a crush or anything, hes just so sweet and funny so i was so excited to talk to him. THEN..... D JOINED??? idk if ive talked ab him too much on here but basically hes just this bassist dude whos so fucking cool to me and ive never spoken to him and before this i hadnt even sat at the same table as him or stood within the same circle as him. ig this experience was quite humbling though lol i think i made him up to be more talkative and louder than he actually is. nothing bad ab that i just realized ive probably made him way cooler in my mind than he is irl. hes just human lol. hes still cool to me though but i need to mention that its funny that c had literally said to me like “girl, ur hyping him up way too much. hes just a man.” and now i was indeed proved right. he is just a guy lol. its kind of become an inside joke by now though and i like that ive created that correlation to him now so itll always be in the back of esp c and ls minds. i did fangirl a lot when he sat down at our table out of nowhere though and it was so funny bc c kept giving me a look.

d left quite quickly to go to talk to others and after a while me, c, h and ss convo turned into a film bro convo bc apparently all three of them r film bros and i havent seen like,, any movies so they started listing movies from every era and of every genre that i had to watch and it was so funny. after they had been listing stuff for a good 15 minutes they finally said dead poets society and i could finally be like “IVE SEEN THAT ONE”. i then watched interstellar the next day... no reason why i specifically watched that one...

after watching interstellar on thursday, i got so inspired to go learn cornfield chase on piano so i ran to school at 12 am but obviously it was closed. i knew it would be but sometimes the gates might still be open or something so there r loopholes but yeah, not this time. i checked every door lol. i still havent gone to practice it. i practiced a little bit at home on the keyboard but it sounds so bad and its so hard to play, mainly ergonomically.

friday! played sims all day and then went for a drink w t. we then went for a walk and then got some food to end the evening. i love them sm <3

saturday was work again but it was a five hour shift that went by pretty fast and it was such a weird shift lol. theres this guy that comes in every now and then and weve always had this little tension between us, like a pretty obvious romantic tension. i remember all the times hes been at the till while i was working. one time he was also just in the store while i was fixing some shelves, i think i was specifically organizing cat food? anyways, first time, i actually cant remember fully if it was him but im pretty sure?? idk, like i said, i get flustered when i see pretty ppl so i just remember a BIG tension and his hand shaking a bit when holding his card to the card reader. second time he bought cigarettes and i ided him and TURNS OUT ITS A GUY I WENT TO ELEMENTARY W LOLLLL. hes two years older than me and all i remember of him is that he used to show me gore on the computer at the after school thingy we were at. honestly shaped me a lot as a child probably. i wonder if he remembers me from that as well. anyways. he bought food some other time too and i remember just really feeling the tension still. like its sm fun??? like how u can feel that we both find each other so attractive yet no one says anything apart from just smiling and doing like a specific type of eye contact and just like idk... speaking in a certain tone ig??? its sm fun. hes so hotttttt. anyways on saturday he came in twice, once w his friend (who i also know and hes not a great guy sooooooo) and that time his friend was just buying cigarettes but he stayed away for some reason and like fully turned his back to me lol idk what that was ab but then after an hour or so he came in alone to buy some quick meal and the tension was back. i think he mightve genuinely just avoided me the first time bc he didnt want his friend to know??? or am i being totally delusional rn?

later that shift d shows up. THE d. we were both as surpised lol i just looked up from my phone when i heard someone start piling up stuff on the conveyor belt and then i meet eyes w him and his eyes widen just as much as mine and hes like “hi!” and im like “hi!”. we dont say anything else but it was just so funny and i keep smiling lol. hes so iconic to me. maybe a little hot too but like mostly iconic. i think. he is QUITE hot though... like to be fucking fair....

THEN omg. this was so fucking funny and i laughed ab it for the rest of my shift. this guy came in to buy alcohol and he was young so he showed id before i even got to asking him for it and his name is literally the same as w, my crush. FIRST AND LAST NAME WERE THE SAME??? what a fucking coincidence??????? it was so funny and i had to keep myself from bursting out in laughter in front of him it was so fucking weird. i didnt think w had THAT common of a name. like yeah first name sure, one of the more common ones for his age but like first and last name??? woah.

anyways, thats a fucking wrap.

sotw: saosin - racing toward a red light

#diary #tumblr diary #namuneulbo

[ohshesback]

230312 Comeback Solo with Nam Woohyun Fanmeeting in Bangkok

While this site is mostly just a repository of my photos after moving multiple hosts in the past ten (?!) years, I thought I’d pay tribute to my fandom/Inspirit roots by actually writing something in this post.

I used to write long-winded entries when I had hosted my site on Wordpress circa 2014. Once upon a time, I’d written about Infinite’s One Great Step World Tour in Manila in four different lengthy parts. I don’t know where I’d gotten all that physical energy and brain juice from because my workload back then irl was pretty brutal. Unfortunately, blogging kind of fell off because a couple of years later, I thought everything looked so clunky on my site. I thought the entries were embarrassing too that I deleted everything and buried them all in the past. Years later, during the pandemic, I felt a little sentimental since I hadn’t gone to concerts/events for two years and I wanted to look back on my fangirl journey. I kind of wish I’d never gotten rid my entries. Other than the photos, I don’t have the lengthy, self-proclaimed embarrassing posts anymore to relive my youth. (Not that I’m old--well, the muscle pains tell a different story.)

Ah well, I suppose that’s a lesson learned. *points to self* Don’t delete this if you decide to move hosts again.

Anyway, I’ve been following Infinite since 2011. It’s funny looking back because college!me had a Tumblr where I would reblog posts of K-pop, Infinite, and especially Woohyun. (It’s still around actually, tucked away in the obscure spaces of the Internet.)

Twelve years later, I’m still here with Infinite and Woohyun. I guess we’re stuck with each other forever, lol.

On another note, Bangkok was lovely! I adored my stay with the Thai community. Their hospitality and care are unmatched for solo travelers like me. I was unable to go to some places because of the heat and I’d love to return someday.

Shoutout to the new friends and Inspirits I’d met along the way. 💖 Thank you for keeping me company.

(My writing skills have dwindled tremendously. Rough. It’s been a while. Anyway, onto the photos!)

#infinite #woohyun #nam woohyun #kpop #k-pop #concert photography