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yecju · 6 months
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HIHI👋 y’know how Wriothesley used to be criminal before moving up to basically the boss Fortress of Meropide, so what about in-mate wriothesley x loud in-mate reader.
Reader always talks to him after working and always sit at the cafeteria together.
Thank you and please don’t forget to drink water.💧
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╰┈➤ wriothesley x m!reader — you're a bit loud and flirty . . good thing wrio is willing to put up with you. 彡 reader is a bit of a silly guy, committed lots of crimes . . supposedly. I wrote this on a whim sorry if it's bad ( i don't know how to write loud characters . . ) 彡 accidental angst at the end
fem aligned dni.
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Sighing, Wriothesley sat at an empty cafeteria table, grimacing as he stares at the dinner he’d gotten for the day.
Poking at it, he decides it’s better than nothing and starts eating. Something felt off, though . . no, it wasn’t the food.
It was too quiet. There was chattering from other tables and clinking of utensils but it was quieter than usual . . ah, because you weren’t at the cafeteria yet.
Suddenly, there was a hard (yet still playful) hit to Wriothesley’s back, causing him to practically jump out from his seat. Quickly turning, he sees your smiling face, nearly right in front of his.
You were leaning down with your hands resting on your knee’s, hair slicked back with what he assumed was water.
“ Haven’t seen you around in a while, huh, Wrio? ” You laughed, standing up properly before taking a seat directly next to him. He chuckled softly, watching as you sit close to him, staring at his dinner before taking a bit of it for yourself.
“ Mhm, but I still see you’re still the same . . ”
“ What’s that supposed to mean? ”
Wriothesley shrugged and stared at his dinner for a bit more, taking another bite before sliding it over to you. Smiling, you used the same utensils your fellow inmate had been using and began to eat.
You’d been in the fortress of Meropide for much longer than Wriothesley. Why? He wasn’t sure, but he heard from other people you had done public offenses against Lady Furina and continued to belittle her in court . . not to mention the countless crimes of theft, burglary, destruction of private property and conspiracy you had told him about.
Yeah, you were something. Wriothesley continued to watch as you ate (still using his previous fork) before glancing at him, smiling cheekily. Finishing what you had in your mouth, you held the fork close to the other inmate, smiling.
“ Look Wrio, we used the same fork. We shared a kiss — “
“ Indirectly. It means nothing other than you’re too lazy to get a new one. “
“ You’re no fun. ”
Sulking with the fork in your hand, you decide you aren’t as hungry anymore and decide to throw out the dinner for that day. Getting up, you drag Wriothesley out of his seat and begin to walk.
A bit surprised, Wriothesley stares at you for a second. “ What? Where’re you going? Why do I have to follow? ”
“ Uugh, c’monn~ I’m bored and tired. We just had dinner too. Let’s go to our room! ”
“ . . It’s a cell, not a room . . and it’s mine. You just let yourself in one day and haven’t left since. ”
Smiling playfully, you continue to lead Wriothesley to his both of your’s cell room.
It was quiet for most of the walk there, quiet still even when you two got into the cell. It was weird, you were almost never this quiet when it was just the two of you.
“ . . Do you think we’ll be close still even when we get released . . or if we’ll both decide to go back to the surface by then? ”
Coughing, Wrio was taken aback. Such a weird question . . no, more of a sad one really. Not to mention it was so random.
“ Don’t worry about it now. We still have a quite a bit of time left, y’know. ”
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Wriothesley smiled sourly at the memory, it was bittersweet. Sure, he liked his tea like that but memories that left that impression on him were . . bad, to say the least.
It'd been years since he became warden of the Fortress of Meropide. It'd been years since you disappeared. The memory of you asking about their future, only to be gone not even a day later.
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floating-in-the-blue · 2 months
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Willie and Alex haven’t been dating for long and so far, Willie has only dreamed about kissing Alex. He has not dreamed of hugging him because he’s never really liked hugs. But when Alex offers one to comfort Willie on the anniversary of his parent’s death, he is unable to say no to his boyfriend. He has not expected it to feel so magical.
Willex, T, 9k
My gift for @lou-writes-things as part of the @jatpfebfanfest 2024. Hope you guys enjoy it and excuse the slightly early posting ;D
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yeosin-n · 2 months
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SO MANY SKELEOTNS
SO LITTLE TIME
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verademialove · 6 months
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“Villains never break up because they're tenacious even when they're in love.”
Vincenzo (2021)
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hotasfahrenheit · 3 months
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gifsets i feel like i'm losing my mind over being unable to make while my computer is still broken:
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athousandbyeol · 2 months
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oceanview. [myungha x yeowoon fanfic]
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myungha let those words wilt in his chest as yeowoon took his hands, walking along the barren roads to a seaside cafe near the beige sand—love yourself more than you love me.
yeowoon is myungha's oceanview, and myungha is yeowoon's summer view. together, they're an endless avenue.
specially dedicated to @a-slut-for-vegaspete <3 thanks for reading my thought vomit for these past few days. and thanks for recommending this drama to me, soph <3
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hansols-yoda-boxers · 2 years
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Oct 9th [Yeosang + Orgasm Denial] (also mean!yeosang and degradation)
[1:14] You bit down on your lip as Yeosang’s fingers sunk into your core. Your hands grasped nervously at his thighs on either side of you as you rested back against him. It was too easy to be cocky with him. All day you were a teasing little brat and you knew he wouldn’t stand for it but you just couldn’t help yourself. Out in public he was so cute, he got so flustered when you flirted with and teased him. You always had to see just a little bit more of it.
He curled his fingers just how he knew you liked it. You let out a shaky breath, keeping your legs open for him and feeling the pleasure curl through you from each movement his long fingers gave you. They reached just the right spot and he knew it. He could make you cum so quickly if he wanted to and that’s what made you nervous.
He didn’t tell you what his punishment plans were, he just told you to strip and sit on the bed for him and you did just what he said. It didn’t help that the teasing made you all worked up too, so needy for him that he barely needed to do anything before he could sink his fingers into you.
“You wanted this so badly, didn’t you?” He murmured in your ear.
“Yes,” you breathed, eyes falling closed.
“Is that why you’ve been such a little whore today?” You couldn’t help the grin that tugged at your lips but you weren’t expecting him to notice. “Oh, you think it’s funny?”
“No,” you said in a completely unconvincing voice.
“You think teasing me all day is a good idea? Am I push over to you?” The tone of his voice sent shivers down your spine and you loved you. You arched back against him, letting out a wanton moan as he curled his fingers into you even more agonizingly slowly.
“Of course not,” you moaned, savouring the intoxicating feeling and trying to keep yourself from fucking his fingers. He was far too perceptive.
“You’re already so desperate,” he murmured. “Trying to keep your hips still. You want to fuck my fingers so badly, don’t you?”
“Mm I always do,” you grinned. “So good.”
He chuckled and it made the nerves rise in your stomach again. You still didn’t know his plan and maybe pushing him wasn’t the best play at the moment. You could never help it though. Being cocky was so much fun and if it meant he would make you cum over and over as punishment that was more than welcome. He could pick something else but that was his favourite.
“Such a greedy little whore. You think I’ll just give you everything you want?”
You leaned back and opened your eyes, giving him the sweetest gaze you could muster as his fingers started moving faster. His other hand was slipping down your body and your stomach tensed under the touch of his fingers in anticipation.
“You always make me feel good,” you moaned. “And you always give me what I want.”
He gave you a grin that was decidedly cold and it chilled you more than any of his words so far. You bit down on your lip, squirming and feeling more nerves that only mixed with your arousal, making it that much more potent. 
“Is that it?” He murmured. “I’m your little puppet? Doing everything you want, hm?”
He pressed a third finger into your heat and started moving them faster, still reaching just as deep. Each movement brought a wash of pleasure through you and the warmth in the pit of your stomach was curling tight, muscles starting to tense and thighs twitching.
You weren’t sure if it was wise to agree with him or not. But you had a big mouth and very little filter when you got fucked out you started talking back before you could stop your self.
“Just my puppet, my dom who does everything I want.”
You let out a cry as the fingers of his free hand found your clit, started to rub rough, quick circles against the sensitive bud. Your thighs tensed but you did your best to hold them open. You leaned back against him fully, letting moans pour from your lips as your eyes fell shut, feeling your high approaching.
“Just a glorified sex toy to a pretty whore, hm?” He growled. “That’s all? Just here to do your bidding and make you cum all over my fingers like the needy little slut you are?”
“Yes, please,” you moaned out, whole body tensing and back arching away from him as you moaned out. Nearly there.
In an instant he pulled his fingers away. Before you even managed to whine he had a tight grip on your wrists and had slammed them down on the bed to keep your legs open. You squirmed in his grasp, whimpering as your high started to ebb.
“Please, I was so close,” you whined.
Yeosang’s breath was hot on your neck and the skin of your ear as he spoke. “I know. I know just how close you were.” You gasped as he pulled your hands behind you roughly, he held them with one hand while he grabbed something from the bedside table before tying your wrists behind your back. 
“Did you really think I would let you cum?” He laughed.
“I-I” You tried to twist around to look at him but he held you still. You felt dumbfounded. You expected him to overstimulate you, maybe even edge you for a while, or get him off. Not deny you completely.
“B-But.”
“But what? You think a slutty little brat deserves to cum?”
“But I wanna cum,” you whined, still not quite believing it. He pushed you down off the bed, onto your knees on the floor. You hit the floor with a gasp and gazed up at him as he got off the bed and stepped in front of you, one hand sinking into your hair and the other undoing his belt.
“And I want a good sub, looks like we’re both disappointed.” He yanked your hair back. “Now, open your whore mouth and put it to good use.” He gave you a cold smile that sent a thrill down your spine and nearly could have made you cum on the spot. “Maybe I’ll let you cum tomorrow.”
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amyunshader · 9 days
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Warren x Sally
Okay, here’s a prompts/headcanon since me + writing = procrastination.
IF someone feels like actually writing something like that, do tell me.
I believe there will be one day, perhaps five years or shit from the current timeline, when all will be well and solved — a time of smooth sailing at last.
When we discover that Johan and Luah had been living together for quite some time
In that time, at long last, the Mighty Warren Chae will propose to Sally Park.
The thing is, Sally finds herself rather confused. She knows for certain that Warren is an orphan. So how does she have in-laws to meet? Warren... isn't too sure either.
Or,
Manager Kim invite his spiritual son and daughter-in-law to be at his home to congratulate them on their engagement.
Unfortunately? no way in the world Hansu Seong and Jincheol Park would miss out on meeting the rumored heir of their friend.
• Taehun really didn’t want to come. Unfortunately, Manager Kim is a man who can, has and will beat his ass if disrespected, so he had no choice but to be there in his most proper suit to politely greet the guests.
• Dabin heard her dad’s friends’ pupil were strong guys around her age, so she came out of curiosity, but now she feel wronged, no, in fact she feels personally offended. One is an a vicious looking ostrich, only it sticks his head in the ground whenever Mr. Kim so much as glance his way, and the other is a massive, collared dog with a freaking identification tattoo, who is always, A.L.W.A.Y.S standing at attention toward wherever his fiancee is. Ugh, so tamed it’s gross. At least the dads are raising the bar, with Mr. Sung being a Ninja Shrimp and Mr. Kim a Black Panther.
• Minji and Sally bond over being unimpressed at the whole shitshow turning into a successor competition between the three old men. Well, between Manager Kim and Hansu, while Jincheol is complaining about the wasted potential of his future? potential? son-in-law and he gets choked by his daughter who start screeching about the comparative merits of a bear and a honey badger.
• Bonus is that Taehun (bored) text a pic of the room to Hobin, who shows him to the others, and Rumi & Gaeul instantly identify Big Mama and Big Uncle from Like What & So Funny’s streaming, and pester Hobin to go meet them. Perhaps even Gaeul dad’s pursue follows them cuz he does not approve of his daughter going out so late at night ("What’s with the rat and the rooster," says Dabin)
• Chaos upgrade to another level as the old men are getting drunk — trying to get their respective successors fight, including Hobin. Meanwhile, the girls are… chatting? Appalled? Squealing over pic of Yenna? Trying to stop the stoopid guys from fighting? Watching with pop corn? Dabin at least sure is.
note on Dabin’s animals:
— Taehun is an ostrich cuz they are super aggressive, super territorial, super fast and have deadly kicks. Also there’s that thing about sticking their head into the ground facing danger, that isn’t actually true, but I found it funny to use it as a mark of Manager Kim’s dominance
— Warren is a dog. Yeah, I thought I would keep the dog for Johan, but ‘fidelity’ is Warren second name, so. Btw Johan is actually more of a lone wolf than a dog in my opinion. So dog Warren as a collar, and an ‘identification tattoo’ cuz while tattoos generally make for meany-scary, for Warren it’s more of an owner-branding. He’s a simp so dog-Warren is always turned towards Sally even (in the rare cases where) human Warren isn’t.
— Hansu Seong is a ninja shrimp. Those little things are mad. Don’t wanna make a whole essay so I’ll just say their specialty is explosive hits.
— Manager Kim is a black panther. Dark, dangerous, silent predator, king of the jungle, I don’t think I need to explain
— Hobin is a rat 🐀 — sly little thing with higher intelligence than most other animals, and a great learning capability — plus they can use tools. Also Hobin is like, a rat for money stuff.
— Gaeul’s dad (= Hobin’s master) is a rooster 🐔 yeah I know the guy in rooster mask is Samdak, but he has the rooster vibe? Idk I’m running out of ideas. My first idea was duo rooster and chicken for him and Hobin.
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what if dongsik and some points a few weeks or months after they last reunited sends juwon a book, either thru text or the actual book (with some notes in it from ds). the book would be just a novel book but its about a mc who is verrry simulair to juwon and another character that is in some ways simulair to ds but in the book its about inner growth and love and also its kinda gay at the end and they get a happy ending, and imagen juwon reading it and realising what kinda love he rly needs and understanding it better and knowing from who.
like thatd be such a cute scenario imo.
if annyone woul wants to write this into a fic, let me know thatd be so cute, i unfortunatly cant write for shit.
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thru-the-grapevine · 1 year
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We Might Be Stupid
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Pairing: Yeo Hwanwoong x reader
Summary: Your best friend apparently thinks it’s the nineties. You call him to straighten things out.
Word Count: 1.8k
Tags: idiot besties to lovers, resolved mutual pining, implied college au, fluff, humor
Author Notes: this is my first work for the Oneus Trope Bingo hosted by @oneusficevents! I’m using it for my “mutual pining” square. A little nervous about it but it was loads of fun to write, so I hope Oneusblr can enjoy it <3
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It isn’t quite acceptable barging hours when you barge into your roommate’s bedroom that morning.
“I—huh?” Your roommate mumbles, startling awake at the sound of the door.
“I need to borrow your phone,” you say, pulse racing. “Please. Since mine isn’t being fixed until this afternoon.”
Your roommate frowns, eyes still closed. “What?”
“Please. It’s important. Please. I need to make a call.”
Your roommate’s eyes blink halfway open and gaze at you, only half-conscious. Your desperation must really show on your face, because they say, “Sure. Uh, you okay?”
“I don’t know,” you breathe, unplugging the phone from the charger and tapping in their passcode. “Probably. I don’t know. Thank you. Be right back.”
You find the phone app and dial the memorized number, putting it to your ear. You glance back at your roommate’s alarm clock as you take your leave and try idly to do a calculation of what time it is abroad, deducing that he won’t be asleep and he also won’t still be working. Pick up, pick up, pick up pick up pick up pickuppickuppick-
The ring tone cuts off early and the line clicks on. “Uh…hello?”
Something about hearing Hwanwoong’s voice soothes the sting of the panic in your heartbeat, even as your pulse continues racing. “You. You sent—you and your—an email?”
“Oh,” you hear him say brightly, recognition in his voice, and then, flustered, “uh—hi. I, uh, I can expl—”
“An email?!”
“I panicked!” Hwanwoong blurts. “You—your phone, it’s broken, I can’t text—can’t call either, how are you even calling me by the way, whose phone is—I didn’t know how else to—”
“Is this 1999?” You ask him, incredulous, pacing, and you can’t help a flutter of laughter. “You tell me you have feelings for me in an email?! I’m checking my email to make sure my stupid philosophy paper was turned in on time and I see you sent me something with the subject ‘Help’ and then a confession?! That could have sat there for who knows how long—”
“I only sent it, like, eight hours ago,” he protests, then splutters, “n-no, really, your phone is broken. How did you get my number?”
“Yeo Hwanwoong,” you sigh in exasperation, “I have had your phone number memorized since we were fifteen.”
“…Oh,” he says, then laughs. “God, I love you.”
“Yeah!” You exclaim, stomach fluttering with something giddy at the words. “And you said it in an email, like this is a Tom Hanks movie or something!”
“I’m—listen!” He defends, “it hit me out of literally nowhere, hard, like, think hit-on-the-head-with-a-cinder-block hard, and it was overwhelming, like what the hell? What am I supposed to do with this? And I panicked and usually I just call you when I’m panicked and I would have but your phone—”
“My phone is broken, yeah,” you say, pulse finally winding down to adagio. Your deep breath is still shaky. “Well, I’m here now. Talk me through it.”
“Out of nowhere,” he says darkly. “Truly. I was just wondering what the hell you saw in that guy you’re talking to right now, anyway, the one you keep asking for advice on, and why he keeps bothering you all the time, and then I tried to be all, ‘well, what would I see in them if I was trying to date them’, and was like, ‘I mean, sure, they’re cute, anyone with eyes can see that, and sure they’re funny, but in the smart way which is even funnier, and also they’re thoughtful and also they’re a good listener, and and and’ and then it just hit me and, I mean! What the hell, dude? I don’t even know how long I’ve felt like this? Is this normal??”
“You get used to it after a little bit,” you tell him, head spinning. Hwanwoong just called you cute. “But yeah, it’s kinda overwhelming at first, right? And scary?”
“Terrifying, oh my god,” he groans. “Like, you’re my best friend, what the hell am I supposed to do now? What if you’ve noticed the whole time and have just been staying my friend to be nice, or something?”
“I didn’t notice,” you tell him, dragging your toe along one of the cracks in the floorboards, “or I didn’t want to get my hopes up, anyway. But you’re right, that’s the vibe, for sure.”
“And like, what if telling you is a bad idea? What if you’ll feel weird now about it, and we can’t hang out and make jokes and get bubble tea on weekends and—hey, wait. Got used to—get hopes up? I—WAIT.”
Your pulse jump-starts into high gear again. “Uhhh. Suddenly I have, um, things to do—”
“Don’t you dare hang up!” Hwanwoong exclaims. “Yah! I’ll call you again! Or whoever’s phone this is—it’s your roommate’s, right? Your roommate will get sick of me! Don’t you dare! You—I—what do y—how do you know how this feels?”
“Um.” Your heart is going to ricochet out of your ribcage. “I…maybe this is, uh, not new? For me to feel?”
Hwanwoong is quiet for a second, then, “About who?”
“Dude, don’t make me say it,” you groan. “It’s already embarrassing enough to talk with you about—”
“Is it that guy? The one you’ve been talking to? Because if it is, he’s kind of an idiot and he doesn’t appreciate your sense of humor nearly enough but like, I can take it, I’ll support you and the mediocre boy, it’s okay if—”
“You! It’s you! You dumbass!” You cut him off, shrill. “You’re the idiot! God! You are absolutely unbelievable! I am hanging up the phone!”
“No, please! Pleasepleasepleasepl—”
“Unbelievable,” you mutter, slumping down onto your bed. “I’m not hanging up, you can calm down.”
Hwanwoong sighs, sounding winded. “What are…why are we like this.”
“Beats me,” you mumble.
“You…have feelings for me?”
His voice is gilded with hope. You want to melt into the bed and die. “I…yeah.”
Hwanwoong sighs again, shakily, but you can hear him smiling. “How…when did you figure your side out?”
You close your eyes and pinch the bridge of your nose, embarrassment prickling under your skin. “….like, two years ago.”
There’s a long, excruciating silence on his end.
Panic bubbles up in your throat. “But like, in my defense, that was the year you suddenly were, like….a man? I-I mean, something…happened, because suddenly you weren’t just a kid my age, you were, like, attractive. Which, like, how dare you, by the way? You were supposed to be my cute little bestie forever, but nooo, you had me helping you post thirst traps, and shopping for clothes you looked hot in, and like, what was I supposed to do? So yeah, I thought I was being painfully obvious and that you were just being kind. But no, you’re just an idiot, but like, I guess I was too—”
“I love you so bad,” Hwanwoong interrupts. “You were in….dude, since two years ago?”
“If you think you get to make fun of how long I’ve loved you when you sent me an email—”
“I’m not making fun of you, I’m, like, pissed,” Hwanwoong says, but he’s laughing. “Like, doing the math, connecting the dots, it’s…yeah, I think I’ve felt like this about you since then, too, which is dumb as hell. All that time, and we could’ve…”
“Ugh,” you say, emphatic, dropping your head back against the bed and glaring at the ceiling. All that pining for nothing.
“We…might be stupid,” Hwanwoong says, still snickering.
Hwanwoong is in love with you. Holy shit. You can’t stop grinning. “You, uh. Wow.” You turn over on your side and grab your laptop, which you’d left open to his email on your bed when you rushed to call him. You begin reading aloud. “‘So in the weirdest turn of events I didn’t see coming, I think I may be, like, really in love with you somehow’. You don’t say. You simp for me that bad, huh.”
“I—you—I don’t—” Hwanwoong starts, then sighs.
You laugh.
“Wait, wait, oh my god, is this why I caught you checking me out all the time?” Hwanwoong asks.
Now it’s your turn to splutter. “I—I didn’t—I wasn’t checking y…uh. Well. Maybe.”
Hwanwoong snickers. “Busted.”
You sigh. “How much longer are you away again? Semester’s almost over. It’s been, like, eighty-four years.”
“Um, lemme check,” he says, pausing for a few moments, and you can picture him lifting his phone from his ear and tapping over to his calendar. “….ugh. Another week and a half.”
“Ugh,” you agree. “Too long. You need to come home so I can go full Spanish Inquisition on you about this.”
“Same,” he says. “When are you getting your phone fixed? It’s been killing me this week not to talk to you like normal.”
“The appointment’s today,” you reassure him. “Should hopefully be back to normal by the time you wake up tomorrow.”
“Thank god,” he groans. “Never drop your phone in the washing machine again, dumbass. I have too many important things to say.”
“You’re always welcome to say them over email now, if you want,” you say, smirking, and Hwanwoong grumbles playfully while you laugh.
“Hey.”
Your roommate is in the doorway, looking freshly showered. “I’m leaving soon, I’m gonna need that back.”
You pout but nod. “I gotta go, ‘Woong, roomie needs the phone back.”
“Yeah, I should probably go to bed soon, anyway,” he says, then pauses. “I, um….”
You don’t prompt him, glad that he sounds as shy as you feel.
“…thanks. For not, you know, freaking out. Well, actually, you did freak out, but, like, not in the bad and annoying way.”
“Thanks a lot,” you groan, and he laughs again, the sound soft in a way that sits comfortably in your heart.
“I….I really do. Love you, that is. God, this is awkward.”
You’re grinning ear to ear. “Yeah, it is. It’ll get better with practice, I bet.”
You pause, then add, “I love you, too. Dumbass.”
“Gross,” your roommate says from the doorway, and apparently Hwanwoong can hear them, because he laughs at that, too, and the sound is so joyous. You miss him a lot, miss seeing how his eyes crinkle when he’s happy. You can’t wait for him to get home from abroad.
“I’ll text you when my phone gets fixed, okay?”
“I’ll be waiting. Tick tock.”
You smile.
“Love you,” he says again, and the way he says it makes warmth zip through you.
“Love you,” you breathe, meaning it, then hang up before you get too embarrassed.
Your roommate is smirking when you hand the phone back. “I’m glad my phone could help you two idiots finally figure it out.”
“Shut up,” you mumble, shoving their arm playfully before going to make coffee. A week and a half. How are you going to survive that long?
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bbqhooligan · 1 year
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The recurring dynamic between Dong Eun and Yeo Jeong where she expects him to behave, think in a certain way, stemming from her misjudgement of his character and he clears it up in a way that surprises her and she has to take a step back to reevaluate him and every time it brings them closer. It happens in only one direction, i'm guessing because Dong Eun is a closed off person with cynical views set down for everyone and isn't able to judge him accurately as he keeps breaking her expectations and because Yeo Jeong is a very observant and socially intelligent person with dead-on analyses of people he meets, he has a look in his eyes even as she does the simplest things, he reads her well enough not to be surprised at her actions in the same way.
So first is the time when they first met and had their Go sessions, while leaving him she makes some cruel remarks about how easy his life must have been, how he could never understand her that she won't even attempt to explain herself to him, which she later finds out, happened at the most difficult and turbulent time of his life (his father's murder still very fresh) when he himself clears it up after they meet again at the train. He asserts he only seemed like an untroubled, kind, person thanks to her and their lessons together was something grounding for him in the hardest time of his life, incredibly well played as he isn't even telling her she hurt him with her words, he is thanking her for being there, making her understand herself that the way she talked to him was wrong and then thinking she should speak to him again and apologize.
Second is more lighthearted and kinda funny, while he is aware the erectile dysfunction pill is just an excuse to talk to each other a part of him insists that she wouldn't need an excuse for it, so it could be real, and he shows petty jealousy at that possibility, first telling her she deserves better, someone who doesn't need the help and that it's concerning, and then, when it looks like he's done with his little rant that's pretty polite and proper considering the topic, he slides in this comment about how wondered what other health problems this guy could have and that he wished there wasn't an inch of him that was healthy, ending with an overly sweet demeanor of someone trying to downplay their emotions and intentions. Nothing too big. Just a little surprising for Dong Eun he would so easily wish bad for someone for so little.
Third is important because after opening up to him her entire story, he tells her she will lose herself with them if she goes through with this (she doesn't know in that moment that this is the very battle he is giving himself and not just an empty cliche spat out randomly), earning a bitter laugh and Dong Eun feels compelled to drive home the point that one with such perfect life and personality, dignity, wouldn't get the lack of autonomy and dignity she feels, it isn't a choice to her anymore, she strips and whatever moving parts he had in his mind settle into place and just after being told off for being a perfect, example person, he tells her not only will he aid her in every way, he will kill anyone for her. And while she can't know just how much of it he means in that moment it's still much more than what she expected from him, cleanly separating him from Ha Do Yeong. Do Yeong, as someone who simply didn't experience anything similar, can't find it within himself to muster more than the cliches, he can only approach her situation, her life, her mind and soul baring to him as a thought experiment, a debate about human morality and the ideal way to handle a dilemma, not the gut wrenching identifying of himself in her that Yeo Jeong feels, he has inherent understanding of her.
Fourth is again, silly, she takes a jab at him saying he can't look at/like her scars but she accepted them long ago, a combination of expecting disgust and pity whenever she reveals them to anyone and expecting that reaction from him, but then he tells her, no actually, he is mad she went to see Ha Do Yeong in pretty, revealing clothes. He isn't disgusted, he is possessive and full of desire at the sight of her. Her extremely covering/ modest wardrobe has him barking at the slightest skin reveal god help him. Dong Eun was wrong again about him.
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yecju · 7 months
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i have an idea that has been spinning in my head for a while!
Wriothesley x reader, wherein reader and wriothesley have tea together all the time, but reader doesnt actually like tea but just drinks it to humor my bbg wrio BUT THEN wriothesley finds out somehow, i wanna know what you think his reaction would be AAAA
Sorry for the text wall btw 😰
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╰┈➤ wriothesley x m!reader — for a warden of a great prison, he sure makes a lot of assumptions. 彡 reader is an attorney and knows Neuvillette who introduces him to wrio :: not proofread because I'm behind on requests HAHHDJ
fem aligned dni.
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Tea in His Grace, the Wardens office, on Wednesdays at exactly 2:30PM was custom. Wriothesley had met you through The Chief Justice a while back and he had taken great liking to you.
Every once in a while, you would visit to see Wriothesley to be nice, but after a few weeks it'd be on a daily basis. Sitting at the front of his desk in a guest chair as he sat in his, chatting away while drinking tea and eating small desserts you'd bring when coming to visit.
. . the only thing was, you didn't really like tea. then why did you drink it? well, Wriothesley really liked it. His large collection of different types . . it would've been rude to refuse. Sure, it was meaner to not tell him, but it'd be fine. . right?
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When Clorinde came to help Wriothesley, they chatted a while after the events of the Primordial Water break-through. For such a cold looking people, they seemed to get along quite well.
" I've heard about the attorney visiting recently. " Clorinde suddenly stated, her arms crossed with an eyebrow risen, staring expectantly at the Warden.
Wriothesley seemed a little surprised at first but then smiled, seeming happy about your visits being brought up. " Him? Yeah, he's been coming around the prison a lot. He always brings desserts and shares some conversations. He even likes the tea I make . . unlike a certain someone. "
Ignoring the blatant comment made by the Warden, Clorinde seemed to find the duo a bit cute. Until, of course, she remembered something Neuvillette had randomly brought up. " He doesn't seem to enjoy tea. The last time I saw him drinking tea, he made a face. "
" Wriothesley, the Attorney doesn't like tea. "
" What? "
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Making your way through the large prison, eventually making it to the Wardens office. You curtly nodded at the gardes stationed at the entrance, gently pushing the door to the office open. You hadn't brought any desserts today . . you'd been running a little late.
" Ah, there you are. You're a little late. " Wrio sat at his office table with a cup of tea. Huh . . usually, there would've been another one for you. You sat down at the guest seat and smiled. " Sorry about that. I see you're enjoying your tea. Nothing for me? "
" You're asking for tea? I thought you didn't like it. "
Pausing, you sat quiet for about 3 seconds before glancing up at the Warden. How'd be figure out? Not that it was a big secret . . but you'd been enjoying humoring him by drinking his tea. Even if he didn't know you didn't like it.
Wriothesley didn't seem very upset, instead, he seemed amused
how long did you think you'd be able to keep this up? actually . . how hadn't he noticed before?
he'd ask why you hadn't said anything earlier and when you responded, the way he was looking at you was as if he had just called your reasoning stupid
since then, he'd start bringing random drinks for your visits and let you try them out
whichever you reacted to best, he'd end up bringing more often.
. . even if you didn't like tea though, he still expects you to bring desserts for him
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A Question of Style
So those of you who've been following for me a while might be aware that I've been scribbling away at a certain Julie and the Phantoms wip, the Alex Adoption Fic (working title). The writing has been slow due to RL and fatigue and brain but never mind that for the moment.
The wip is currently sitting at 55k and is somewhere between half or 3/5 done, so it'll probably be around 100k, give or take, at the end.
Now ... the problem is that I've recently experimented with writing it in a different style, one that my ego says is prettier but it also 1) doubles the word count and b) ratches up the intensity of this thing by 300%. And now I'm unsure which style I prefer for the story.
The story started with the intention of being a mostly lighthearted hurt/comfort binge read with the focus on 'comfort' (despite the dramatic beginning). Style Two would undermine that somewhat and make all the shit Alex goes through hit harder.
Now, I know that it's entirely my decision but I thought it might be helpful to get some opinions from other people on it so if you've got some time to kill and are inclined to weigh in with your opinion on the matter, I'd be happy if you could check out the gdoc containing two scenes from the first chapter of the fic in two versions. The whole thing is about 3k.
Also feel free to read/(vote) if you're just interested in a glance behind the scenes of my writing ;D
This is the link to the gdoc
Content warning: the fic starts out with a car accident so there's mention of blood and injuries.
General summary of the fic: Alex gets thrown out by his parents for being gay, gets into a car accident and is taken in by the Pattersons. + Willex.
I hope this covers all the relevant options and opinions. And sorry, you need to decide, no vanilla extract in this poll ;D Also feel free to reply with your opinions or DM me.
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no-where-new-hero · 5 months
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Chapter two of my AU is here (produced by sick fever brain but we balling)
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driaswrld · 6 months
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there's this jjk angst account on tiktok and im crying. im actually sobbing. i might delete that whole app i just read the most gut wrenching satosugu angst i need to be institutionalized rn
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adachicuto · 10 months
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last date before wedding with ptg
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warning(s): food and wine mentions
↳ jinho: helping him with a cover of a song for youtube and it’d be a pretty romantic song maybe ed sheeran thinking out loud or john legend or maybe something else like eyes, nose, lips and you wouldn’t realize that he got you singing. i don't think he'd post it and just want to save it for the two of you to rewatch. it wouldn’t matter to him if you were an amazing singer or not, just being able to share that moment with you would be enough for him. so, it would probably become a tradition where you'd rewatch the cover for every wedding anniversary, and maybe you would cover more songs together each time as a little segment on his youtube channel and the members would text him and tease him about it every time lol
↳ hui: i get the feeling that he would bring you to a really nice yet underrated restaurant where smooth jazz is played and people are allowed to go onstage and perform a song. both of you would have the biggest smiles on your faces because the date would be reminiscent of your first one. you'd end the date off with really good wine and of course, hui would go onstage and sing (he'd claim it as practice for your big day) and would leave the audience stunned by his amazing vocals. on the drive home, his hand would never leave yours and he'd probably fidget with your engagement ring with a huge smile on his face.
↳ hongseok: your "date" would be so sweet and domestic because hongseok just gives me homey vibes. like, you'd both go to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner and a dessert you both like. idk it would be the cutest thing and then you'd head back home and he'd start cooking while you worked on the dessert and you'd definitely catch him staring at you every few minutes with a goofy smile on his face and he'd wiggle his eyebrows playfully. you'd step away for a second to back-hug him and hongseok would smile to himself before he'd turn around to kiss you and he'd pull away to say something really cheesy but it would still put a smile on your face.
↳ yeo one: i think changgu would plan the cutest little picnic in the park for both of you. he'd pack some of your favorite foods and snacks and would even get you flowers or something. it would be the cutest thing and he'd take a flower and put it behind your ear and you'd do the same to him and then you'd go back and forth about who's the prettiest lol then the two of you would lie down and cloud gaze. idk i can see a really adorable dog running over to the two of you and it would really like changgu and it would be such a cute moment that would lead you to discuss the possibility of adopting a dog after the wedding. once the sun would start to settle below the horizon, you'd head home and would probably spend the rest of the day watching a show or movie.
↳ shinwon: both of you would agree on going to a spa and maybe a little shopping. i could definitely see him goofing around with you while in the sauna by making weird faces and telling you funny stories. then, he'd have you rest your head on his shoulder and he'd smile to himself. then, he'd tell you about how he was so nervous to propose to you. after a few minutes he'd realize that you weren't talking only to find you asleep. so, he'd make sure that you would be comfortable and would relax too. i think he'd love to spoil his s/o so he'd really enjoy going to the spa with you and it'd be a nice break from all of the wedding prep. on the way home, you'd both decide on ordering in bc neither of you would want to cook after being at the spa.
↳ yanan: he'd wake up extra early to get your favorite breakfast foods and coffee. when he'd make it back to your apartment he'd be met with you half asleep on the couch and would quickly put everything down to cuddle with you for a few minutes and then you'd eat breakfast together. afterward, the two of you would get ready to go and yanan wouldn't tell you but it would all make sense later. so, the two of you would go to multiple places throughout the city and you were thankful that they wouldn't be too far and at each stop, you and yanan would talk about what happened at each, like, one place was where he took you for your first date and another would be where you both said you loved each other for the first time. looking back on all of the memories would make both of your hearts feel so full.
↳ yuto: i think you'd go to an aquarium or botanical garden and it would be on a day when it wouldn't be so busy and the two of you could goof around and take funny pictures of each other imitating the animals. throughout the date, you'd both feel like little kids on a field trip again. both of you would stop every few minutes to stare at something you'd find interesting and the look on your faces at that moment would be so adorable and you'd have to capture the moments. after that, you would go get something to eat and then walk back to your apartment. on the walk, you'd both reminisce about how you met, your first date, and how he proposed to you.
↳ kino: i feel like hyunggu would go all out but it would still be a pretty laid-back date idk if that makes sense but he'd sign you up for a couples' dancing class where you'd learn how to tango and it would be so romantic and fun, even if you're not much of a dancer. after that, you'd go back home to shower and then he'd take you out to a really nice restaurant for dinner. the two of you would be so impressed with your meals but the highlight of your would be getting ice cream or your favorite dessert from your favorite place but then on your way back home it'd start raining and you'd have to wait it out inside a nearby cafe with steaming cups of tea. the whole situation would be pretty funny to both of you and it'd make for a nice moment to look back on.
↳ wooseok: being the youngest, i don't think he'd plan everything out and would just go with the flow. so, i think wooseok would also enjoy a night in with you as your date, especially if it would be a rainy day. he'd go and get your favorite snacks and drinks the day before and would surprise you with everything. the two of you would spend the day watching movies, playing video games, and just enjoying the calm before your wedding day. somehow, you'd end up talking about some of your embarrassing moments early on in your relationship and neither of you would be able to stop laughing and maybe you'd each go through your camera roll and it'd be a really cute moment for both of you.
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