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dominos-palast · 23 days

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Two of my newest obsessions merged into a calm and aesthetic story. Yes, I indeed enjoyed reading this. Thank you so much, dear UvU>

Picture Perfect L. Felix

Divider by @youre-ackermine

Request by: @dominos-palast

Summary: In which, a chance encounter in the woods leads a young photographer to discover love amidst nature's beauty, capturing moments of intimacy and connection through his lens.

Pairing: Lee Felix X male!Reader (can be read as anything)

Warnings: maybe like, two suggestive lines, idk what came over me there but that's all, it's only a thought so it shouldn't be too bad-?

Word count: 1,306.

@pinievsev on Tumblr, please don't repost, translate, or plagiarise without permission or credit.

Happy reading!

The woods always calmed you, most people would laugh at you about it; call you cringe and weird but you didn't care. All you knew was that it brought you peace being there, the quiet, only the sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling in the wind.

So when you got a project from your photography course based on nature you were beyond ecstatic to say the least, you had an excuse to spend more time in your favourite place.

The cold morning air bit at your skin, turning your cheeks, nose and ears a light pink shade. The morning sun always made for the most beautiful of sights though, so you pushed through the cold.

You'd been snapping pictures for about an hour when you finally decided to take a rest, you sat by a tree and pulled your hood up, looking through the pictures you had taken.

As you admired your work, your attention was shifted to a particularly loud sound of leaves and sticks crunching beneath the steps of someone nearby. You peaked behind the tree you were sitting by, breath hitching at the sight of a man, no older than 25 you thought.

You watched in awe as he sat peacefully on a fallen tree bark. You cocked your head to the side, admiring the way his freckles shone upon contact with the sun rays. Yet you caught yourself and turned away, not wanting him to see you and mistaken you for a creep.

You shook your head and stood up, grabbing your camera once more as you walked a little further down the path where you spotted a deer. 'Huh, didn't know these lived here' you thought to yourself.

Unbeknownst to you, you had accidentally voiced your thoughts, causing the stranger to notice you. From where he sat, he could only see your back, your jacket slightly dirty and hood pulled up.

You, too immersed in your work, failed to notice him staring holes at your back as you happily snapped pictures left and right.

Forgetting the man was there, you spun around, hoping to find something interesting for your project, through the lense, you saw him looking at you.

As you were about to pull the camera away you saw him smile brightly and pose, your cheeks reddened as you laughed and snapped a picture of him.

He waved you over and you made a gesture for him to wait a moment as you picked up your equipment.

You nodded hello at him as you set everything down by the tree bark he was sat on and he smiled once more. You had to admit he was stupidly pretty.

"May i see it?" He asked, you raised your eyebrow and he pointed at your camera. Your lips formed an 'O' as you nodded and sat next to him, flicking through the pictures until you got to the one you took of him "here" you said handing him the camera which he took gently, afraid of breaking the expensive device you hsd just given to him so carelessly.

He looked at the picture, his face contorting unpleasantly. "I look ragged" he laughed and you shook your head as he gave the camera back to you.

You looked down at it "I think you look pretty" you spoke before thinking, face flashing red once more as you realised and thanked the cold for your face already being red.

"You- you do?" He asked dumbfounded and you nodded simply. "Thank you." He said with a lopsided smile.

You watched his expression change into one of realisation as he extended his hand to you "I'm Felix" you turned your head from taking a picture of the horizon and nodded "Y/N" you replied, shaking his hand.

"You uh" he began, hoping to strike conversation "you like taking pictures?" You nodded for the nth time "I'm a photography major" you replied.

He stayed quiet, watching you pull out your laptop to transfer the pictures, smiling at the way you bit your tongue and frowned adorably (according to him) as you did so.

"Do you want me to send it to you?" You asked out of nowhere "huh?" "The picture. Felix" he blushed at the mention of his name, you'd said it so casually, as if you've known him for years, it made a sense of comfort wash over him "oh yeah sure! Hold on!" He agreed cheerfully pulling out his phone.

"E-mail?" He asked "yep. I don't have any social media on here" you said, meaning your laptop. He showed you his phone, his email address pulled up on the screen. You quickly typed it in and sent the picture.

His face went beet red as he watched your fingers move quickly over the keyboard, mentally slapping himself for his thoughts.

He suddenly stood up, offering you his hand. You stared at him in confusion "come on! You like taking pictures here right?" You nodded "I know a really beautiful place just further down that way" he pointed behind him and you smiled, gathering your things in your bag and letting the camera dangle off your neck.

You took his hand and he led you through the trees and plants, not letting go for some reason. Not long after, you arrived at a small clearing, flowers all around and vines going up the dark trees and around the branches.

"Here! This should make for a good picture!" He spoke happily. "I'll leave you to it!" You nodded and set up, taking pictures of the scenery.

Once you had taken enough, you turned back to speak to him, cutting yourself off as you saw him crouched down by a patch of flowers, lightly touching them as if they would break with a pretty smile adoring his face.

You could get used to that smile. Lifting your camera you took a picture of him. He looked way too adorable to resist.

You chuckled and walked over to him, crouching next to him. "You look really pretty" you said, for the second time that day. Giving him the camera once more.

You watched his ears turn a deep red colour as he looked at the picture "t-thank you!" He beamed. He extended his arm to give you back the device when he saw you staring at him adoringly.

"I mean it." You spoke. Smiling wider than he'd seen you smile this whole time. He nodded, gulping. "Thank you." He repeated "i mean it as well" he assured. You took the camera from him and stood, this time helping him up.

"I'm going to head back, I need to work on my project" you announced "I'll come with you" you raised a brow at that "until- until we get to the road" he added.

The walk was comfortable, you learned he majored in music, his campus not far from yours. As you emerged from the trees and to the road you turned to him "you know, Felix. I think I could get used to taking pictures of you"

Felix admired your boldness, he noticed you weren't afraid to speak your mind "and i could get used to you taking pictures of me." He agreed

You smiled and waved at him, as you were about to walk off he called after you "wait!" You tilted your head "same time tomorrow?" He asked innocently, handing you his phone, the 'contacts' app open you laughed and typed in your number "sure thing." You agreed.

You stared at eachother for a second. "Don't be late, pretty boy" you winked, sending his heart beating at a speed he didn't know was possible "I could never."

With that, you parted ways. Both thinking of eachother for the rest of the day, impatiently waiting for tomorrow to arrive and for what the future had in store for you.

A/N: as always! Taglist is open, you can find the form for it in my masterpost which is pinned as well as requests!

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All fics: @camphxam , @expelideliciousjoshua

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dominos-palast · 23 days

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There you go-

I don't really have anyone to tag :")

🧲 · · · bias line check ! ᯓ★

starting this little thing bcs i love seeing people's biases idk it is so interesting to me and they also resemble u guys a lot so pls pls pls show me <3

my babies btw :

this makes so much sense to me ... like yeah that's me that's what i am that's what i represent !

tags (no pressure) : @heesbaby . @okwonyos . @kairoot . @lilacnini . @copyhanni . @bywons . @wonryllis . @jjongscardigan . @jaeyunluvr . @naespas . @wvnrqs

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dominos-palast · 25 days

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Thank you so so much. This made me extremely happy <33 I love how you connected everything so it makes sense, and I absolutely love the angst hehe

Hi! In case you accept requests for Eleceed, I would like to request Kartein recruiting a new awakened apprentice that has been through a lot (either being experimented on or his family being involved in sketchy stuff for most his life) Maybe the apprentice has trouble accepting their powers because they seem to suck the life of the one's they love (like reversed healing, it's a wild idea I suppose) and Kartein is invested in teaching them how to accept their powers and train them to heal.

I'd be really happy if you could write something on it since I really enjoy the way you write and the creative ideas you write about :D

Kartein x Child! Reader

You didn’t know who you were before you met the man in front of you. You're just an orphan abandoned by your parents, that's what they told you. Over time, you began to think that your parents were completely killed, but to be honest, their absence in your life was not as scary as what you had to go through.

Creepy experiments where they tried to create an awakened one artificially. The nightmare that you had to endure under the pretext that you were being treated for a fatal disease. You didn’t have any illness and you were sure of it. It's just entertainment for mentally ill scientists to see how you suffer.

But even so, in the heat of all this suffering, you were able to find friends for yourself and even make friends with a woman scientist who took care of you. In truth, you considered her to be your mother and she, apparently, did not mind you considering her as such, and yet, even such small pleasant moments were destroyed the moment this woman died in your arms.

Over time, you began to notice that the scientist’s health began to deteriorate and you worried about her, but she assured that it was nothing so bad, but you saw how the life was literally leaving her. And the next day, when she came to you, she fell to the floor and, unfortunately, to death. After all, when other scientists came, they stated her death.

And the reason for her death was your ability. The experiments that were carried out on you were crowned with only partial success, because the whole point of the experiment was that, with the help of feelings of hatred, you would suck the life out of people. Unfortunately, the experiment failed because you sucked out your vitality not out of hatred, but out of love for a certain person.

It was decided to kill you in order to get rid of the unsuccessful sample. Unfortunately, even here there were some problems, because the person who was assigned to kill you had a lot of fun playing cat and mouse before killing the unsuccessful specimen.

So you ended up in the forest, not far from the center where you were kept. You tried to save your life from the fate of a death sentence, hiding in the most unremarkable places. The desire to live saved you; you were able to escape from the mentally ill and anxious scientist.

You didn’t know how long you wandered, but eventually you fainted from exhaustion. You haven’t eaten or drunk for several days, the forces of the awakened one supported your body, but it wasn’t for long.

You woke up in a different place, not in the forest or even in the laboratory. The place was luxurious with warm and light colors.

- Have you woken up? How are you feeling? - Hearing an unfamiliar voice, you jumped in fright.

The man, clearly not expecting such a reaction from you, was surprised. Although the next words took him even more by surprise.

- Uncle, why did you bring me to this place? Do you want to kill me like that other uncle?..

Hearing something like this from a child, even for a man, was surprising. What did they do to you if you say such words?

- Apparently you wandered for a long time and fainted from exhaustion. I found you near my house.

-You really won't hurt me?

- I won’t, don’t worry. I'll bring you something to eat, you need strength.

The man left leaving you with your thoughts. You could take it and run away again, but exhaustion makes itself felt, it’s hard for you to stand on your feet and you want to sleep all the time, so it’s better now to accept this man’s offer.

A couple of minutes later, that man came with a tray of warm soup and tea. Smelling the scent, your stomach growled, causing you to blush in shame and turn your head away. The man was only amused by this and, placing the tray in front of you, wished you a bon appetit. You didn’t think that something might be wrong with the food, because hunger was greater than fear.

After you ate, you felt sleepy, but the man wanted to ask you a couple of questions before you fell asleep.

- What is your name and how old are you, girl?

- I turned 11 a month ago, but I don’t know my name. In the hospital where I was they called me R-023... Maybe I had a name, but no one told me it...

Anger boiled in the man’s blood. Besides the fact that you were tortured there, you were also a guinea pig for passing scientists.

- Uncle, what is your name?

- My name is Kartein. And I'm a doctor, don't worry, I won't hurt you.

- Do you promise?..

- I promise.

Since then you have stayed with Kartein. As he promised, he didn’t hurt you, and his conscience wouldn’t allow him. It took. It took a long time, but he was able to gain your trust and became an educator and teacher for you. Since you were a guinea pig in the lab, you weren't taught how to read or write, so Kartein took it upon himself to teach you. He was lucky that you caught everything on the fly and were a very diligent girl. You had a thirst for knowledge and surprisingly were even interested in medicine, which Kartein did not expect, because you suffered physically and mentally partly because of medicine.

No matter how much Kartein wanted to become attached to you, he failed. And this is not even out of pity for you, you have such an aura that you attract people to you.

- (Y/N)

- Sorry, what?

- This is your new name.

- (Y/N)... Beautiful name... Thank you.

Everything had been too good and calm lately that even Kartein did not immediately notice how tired he often began to feel. And when I noticed, I almost choked on my tea, realizing what caused this fatigue. The life force was literally pumped out of him, fortunately, with the help of his healing abilities, he cured himself, but it was not immediately clear to him what the reason was.

Kartein didn't ask you about what they did to you in the laboratory. He didn’t want to stir up old memories and wounds, so he didn’t even think that it was your ability that was taking away his vitality. The moment of insight came only when he felt sick in your presence.

- (Y/N), do you happen to have an awakened ability?

Kartein expected anything, from questions about what it was to denial, but certainly not your crying and apologies.

- *whining* Sorry! I didn't want you *whine* to get hurt by my ability! *whine* I don't know how to control her! Sorry!

Questions can wait, Kartein thought and began to calm you down. It was painful to see how you see yourself in everything, although the monsters who made you the awakened one are to blame for all this.

After you calmed down, you told Kartein everything you knew about your ability, or rather what you heard, and that the woman who took care of you and the other children died because of your fault.

- That is, your ability takes away the lives of those people whom you love very much... It is problematic, however, but there is a way to get rid of it.

- Is there really a way to get rid of this ability?

- Not really. You see, every awakened person has a core, or rather, a source of power from which the strength of your ability is drawn. You can destroy the core to get rid of the ability forever, but this is an extremely painful process and I, as a doctor, do not recommend such a procedure. But there is another alternative: changing the target of the ability. For example, your ability is activated not to the person you love and appreciate, but to the one you hate. With good control of your emotions, an ability like yours should not cause problems.

- But how can I make it so that it is activated only on those that I hate? I don't even know how to hate...

- Strength of will. When you really want to, your own will will help you change your ability.

#eleceed x reader #eleceed #kartein #kartein x reader #kayden break

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dominos-palast · 26 days

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dominos-palast · 27 days

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dominos-palast · 2 months

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one of my favourites ♡ love the angst

break my heart myself

♡ pairing — lee minho x male reader

> genre — fluff | angst

> word count — 4,02k

> summary — despite being integrated into stray kids a little late, minho and you quickly clicked and started a great relationship. unfortunately, some fans can't still see it.

> tags — 9th!member, idol!au, jealousy, happy ending.

> a/n — hihi! i hope you enjoy this, and i'm sorry i'm a bit late posting your request u.u happy belated birthday, lovely anon!

You were certainly not having the best time now. Starting off by these couple of days have been really tough since your group is having a comeback soon; so you had to deal with rehearsals that didn’t seem to have an ending soon, a lot of photograph sessions with tons of makeup and dress changes, and endless nights locked up in the studio to write and record songs.

You tried to tell yourself it’s easy. Reminding yourself and repeating comforting words like it’ll all be over soon, and you’d be able to enjoy performing and connect with fans once the promotions started, but you were getting tired.

“Hey, are you ready for today’s recording? Everyone but us and Minho are already at the studio.” Changbin pats your shoulder and brings you back down to earth, to later nod get up from the couch. You were still sleepy and wanted to take a quick nap in the living room while everyone was getting ready, but you got too deep in your thoughts and you couldn’t get the chance to do it.

Minho exits your shared bedroom and sweetly smiles at you, approaching quickly and opening his arms to embrace you right after.

“Are you okay, sleepyhead?” He softly murmurs, making you chuckle.

“Yeah, just a bit tired. I’ll be better once we get to the studio, though.” You tell him not to worry him too much; Minho already had enough on his plate.

“Alright, the minivan is outside now, let’s go quickly before everyone starts complaining.” Changbin says.

It’s a quiet ride. Changbin decided to put on his headphones and listen to, you suppose, things he composed late night hours the past few weeks, meanwhile your head is resting on Minho’s shoulder as he scrolls down tiktok and laughs with you, liking cute kitty videos and some other random stuff about Stray Kids and another accounts he follows, obviously on a secret account.

Suddenly, an edit from a fan pops up. Short clips and photos of your boyfriend and Han at the rhythm of a love song. You don't say a thing, not even flinch, and Minho just keeps scrolling as if nothing happened.

Certainly, you have noticed all those fan edits, tweets and messages on vlive about the friendship between Minho and Jisung. It started even before you joined the group, so you understood where they were coming from, it still didn't make you feel comfortable about it. Because, even though you respected and loved their friendship, you didn't like the fact that your boyfriend was being shipped with another person by lots of people, while the attention of your dynamics, despite it being a little bit more subtle for obvious reasons, was being underestimated.

Nothing much was said in the way, Minho locked his phone a few minutes right before arriving and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. You walk separately, just in case, but as soon as you're on the 5th floor of the building, he takes your hand and smoothly squeezes.

"Oh god, you're finally here. What took you so long?" Hyunjin groans and stands up from his chair as soon as you enter Chan's studio.

"Sorry, I actually took my time to have breakfast, not like you who ate under 5 minutes and ran away."

Changbin tries to defend himself and leaves his belongings on the desk.

"It's not our fault you eat so slowly." Hyunjin continues to joke, so Bin furrows.

"Okay, okay, enough. We have a lot of work to do today." Chan steps up with a smile and starts giving updates for you guys and general directions.

So you all do as told, spending a good time deep in the lyrics of a new song and getting familiarized with it, owning it and adding everyone's details, singing with your hearts and praising each other. It's a song Jisung wrote and you all couldn’t help but be amazed by how great it was.

After a few hours of singing and arranging, you all decided it was time to take a break and get something to have for lunch. The maknae line offered to go to the cafeteria and get you all food, meanwhile Chan, Minho, Changbin and you waited and threw some ideas to continue with the recording; well, it was mainly Changbin and Chan arranging some stuff, too deep in their world meanwhile you two were snuggled on the couch.

His fingers on your hair, touching softly, a humming which you could say resembled the singing of an angel, and his other hand with a tight holding of your back. Yet so careful and subtle. You loved the way Minho made you feel; like home, safe and sound. Loved, above all.

You were so grateful to get the chance to be part of the group, since you joined a little later, but it still impressed you the easiness of how they welcomed you and how the fans were happy about it. After all, it was meant to be. You 'd like to think that, at least.

In between the calmness that just set, you look up to find Minho with his eyes closed, so you admire him closely; every mole, his bright and soft skin, his calm breath, his humming alongside the rhythm of his heartbeat making you feel at ease. A feeling you wouldn't trade for anything.

A few minutes later, everyone gets back in the studio with bags in their hands, the smell of food makes you realize you're hungry, so you stand up and kiss the tip of Minho's nose and smile before helping the guys with the bags.

Everyone takes a seat and begins to unpack the food, rushing to eat something to put you all in a better mood for the next few hours of work ahead of you. Occasionally you discuss what you have done so far, but you try to make the rest of the break pleasant and distracting so that everyone feels a little less tense.

"Oh, guys," Felix speaks up as you're about to finish. "Why don't we pair up and upload some tiktoks of what we're doing? It could be like a little spoiler for stays."

"Yeah, it'd be cool, but couldn't we get in trouble for this?" Jeongin asks, concerned.

Chan simply shrugs, "No, we won't. And if we do, I don't care. It's gonna be fun."

Everyone laughs and decides to go for it, so now Chan makes you all decide whether you should pick your partner or shall he assign them, so you all choose the last option. He knows you well and how you work together, and that ends up with you paired with Hyunjin, Chan is with Seungmin and Felix, Jeongin and Changbin are together and last but not least, Han and Minho.

Now, you didn't wanna seem upset about it, but a bad feeling just settles in you. You would probably not read the comments under their video, though. The tiny hope you'd get to do this with Minho vanished away, and you were not mad about it, just a little bit disappointed.

"Alright, let's just record a few seconds of the song, meanwhile just do a lip sync and do something nice at the ending, I guess? Like we usually do." Chan indicates briefly as he takes his phone and opens the camera, and so the first ones are Changbin and Jeongin. They end up making finger hearts with a lovely expression on their faces that makes you all chuckle.

Felix, Chan and Seungmin are up next, and they send kisses to the camera, making you cringe a little, and consequently they laugh about it too, but thinking it's funny. Then, Hyunjin and you make a small and improvised choreography as well, and end up with a cool model pose, with your arm laying on his shoulder and looking empowered.

And finally, Han and Minho simply make a heart with their arms and shortly wave goodbye before the video ends. Chan posts them right after and hopes it all goes well afterwards.

The rest of the recording goes smooth and quick. You're too deep in your thoughts about this situation, that is clearly out of your control, but you guess that was what bothered you more. The fact that you couldn't stand up and for once and for all put an end to all those rumors and theories just makes you feel even more mad and helpless.

"Okay, that's it for today, let's go home, alright? I'll prepare dinner for you guys." Minho says, causing everyone to cheer up after the tiring day you all just had. He places a kiss on your forehead and picks up your belongings as you head to the back of the building, where the minivan waits for you.

Of course Minho notices you're suddenly quiet rather than being clingy, but he assumes you're tired and lets you sleep a bit on your way back to the apartment.

As soon as everyone arrives home, Minho gets ready to start preparing dinner while the others take turns taking a shower, watching TV and others on their cell phones.

"Is there anything I can help you with, sweetheart?" you ask sweetly as you approach from behind his back, placing your hands on his waist. Minho lets out a nervous little laugh and looks you in the eye.

"Don't worry, prince. Let your boyfriend take care of preparing something delicious for you. You just sit back and wait looking pretty as always."

"I heard that!" Seungmin passes laughing and unnoticed through the kitchen, making Minho blush. While everyone is aware of how mellow you guys can be, it was still something they were amused by.

“Okay, let me know if there’s anything I can do.’’ You simply state and go to the living room, taking a seat and opening tiktok. And you promised yourself you wouldn’t read the comments, but you couldn’t help it. You oftenly chuckled at all the things stay came up with, and liked some of them, as you were using your private account. Then, when Han and Minho’s clip popped up you hesitated a bit, but did it anyway. Honestly, you didn’t know what you were expecting, to everyone comment chill and light-hearted things and not focused on their ship? Of course that wouldn’t happen.

All those “They’re definitely dating’’, and “Minsung is real’’ type of comments were getting on your nerves lately, digging deep into the uncomfortableness and bother you’ve been bottling up the past few years. You just reached the point where you can’t hide your disappointment and jealousy anymore.

After you take a shower and try to relax, you gather with your friends and boyfriend in the kitchen to have dinner. It’s the opposite of being quiet, of course. Everyone is laughing and joking around, as always. But you, on the other hand, are more serene; despite being the other way on the inside. Minho notices it and tries to understand why, but nothing comes to mind. He softly squeezes your knee under the table but you only look at him and give him a fake smile as you finish eating.

You are the first one to finish, so you stand up and wash your plate and utensils quickly, saying nothing more than a goodnight to everyone and go straight to your room, washing your teeth in a heartbeat and deciding to get in bed and sleep before Minho could enter and start asking questions regarding in your behavior tonight. But of course, as soon as you clean your face, Minho's steps in the room and sighs, heading to the bathroom.

"Hey," He says, taking his toothbrush and standing next to you. "Is everything alright? You were very quiet, is anything I c-"

"Don't worry," You interrupt him before he can say more. "I guess I'm too tired. I just want to sleep."

"Are you sure?" He insists.

"Yes," A kiss is placed on his cheek, making Minho blush. "Let's go get some rest, okay? I'll wait for you."

Still, Minho isn't at all convinced, but lets it slide for now.

The night is spent with you both intertwined, your face hidden on the crook of his neck, his heartbeat lullabies you into a heavy sleep and the comfortableness of his arms around you. Tomorrow will be a better day, you say to yourself before falling completely asleep.

Truth is, the next day is slightly better. Minho is really attentive to you, because he is aware something is up, and even though he knows you're not ready to tell him yet, he wanted to make you feel better and let you know you could count on him and open up whenever you wanted.

"Today we will just arrange the last track and tomorrow we will continue with dance practices." Chan says once you're all on your way to the studio, getting everyone's attention. "And I thought, after we finish, we can make a short vlive? It's been a while since we've done one together and it's a perfect occasion, in a few weeks we will be releasing this brand new album, right? So… are you in?"

No one hesitates to agree with the idea. Chan is right, it's been quite a while since you all gathered to make a live and have fun, so it sounds like it will be a pleasant and distracting activity after these past days of stress and overwork.

So all said and done, once you guys are done with the recording of the last track of the album, you get some food and make yourselves comfortable to start with the live. Chan is sitting in his chair, while on the couch in the back is Changbin, right on the armrest, right next to him, Jeongin and Seungmin are along the couch, and on the opposite side to Changbin, Felix has taken a seat.

Minho and Han are on the left side of Chan, and Hyunjin has kept you company on the opposite side, so that everyone can be seen by Stay in front of the camera.

"Okay, is everyone ready?" Chan asks once he has set everything up to start, and presses the start live button when he gets a positive response from everyone.

And it's really nice. Everyone is having a pretty fun time, reading the stay comments, they're placing bets and asking about the songs they will hear next. You guys are joking around, making little spoilers in order to make them suffer a bit for the wait ahead until the album is released, thanking them for the kind comments about the last tiktoks you uploaded among some other comments.

Suddenly the comments drift off to the actions everyone is doing while reading; Jeongin, for example, has started ponytailing Felix's hair and then asked for suggestions to further style his hair, Hyunjin has started feeding you the snacks you brought, while Minho and Han are pushing each other with their shoulders to get more camera, so suddenly some more comments about them catch your attention, which inevitably makes you raise your eyes towards them.

It's a simple, innocent game, but the comments paint it as flirting. And you don't like the way that makes you feel.

Your spirits are now down, and Hyunjin notices it immediately, so he comforts you, hugging you a little, letting you know that you can count on him if you need to let off steam, and also taking your cell phone so you can no longer read those comments.

He quickly sends a message to Chan to end the live broadcast promptly, which he does within a few minutes without question, just after everyone has said goodbye and sent good wishes for Stay.

"So, shall we go now?" Jeongin asks a bit concerned at the abrupt ending, to which Chan confirms and says it was gonna last a bit anyway, since he still needed to be at the studio longer and wanted everyone to get more rest.

"Okay, _____ and I are going to the bathroom real quick, meet you all downstairs?" Hyunjin quickly says and everyone agrees, walking off the room as soon as possible and heading to said place.

Once you're inside the big bathroom, you quickly check no one's in the stalls and let out a long sigh, Hyunjin following you.

"Are you okay?" He asks as you wash your face with the cold water.

"Yeah, yeah," You mumble, feeling terrible. "It's just... ugh, this is stupid. I don't understand why I feel this way, it doesn't make any sense, I mean..."

Hyunjin only manages to look at you, feeling empathetic.

"I'm sorry, I'm acting very childish, aren't I? The jealousy I have is quite irrational."

Your friend doesn't know what to say so he simply gives you a hug. Good, his hugs make you feel better. He makes you feel understood. Hyunjin lets you know that what you feel is okay. He won't judge you, he will simply walk you through this.

"Let's go home, Jinnie. Thank you." You simply say and ignore the tears threatening to stream down your face.

The ride home is quite quiet. Minho is beside you, his head on your shoulder as he plays a game on his phone, but your attention is on the road, your eyes lost in the scenery. And you didn't mean to be so heartless, but this whole situation has really overtaken you for the worse.

As much as you try to think about this and come up with a solution, the truth is that all you want now is to get to your dorm room and rest. Maybe cry a little as an outlet to clear your head and then talk it over with Minho.

So once in the apartment, you quickly head to the bedroom, ignoring Minho's calls, shouting your name so that you at least turn to look at him, but his attempts end up failing. Everyone seems to be puzzled by the situation, but they decide not to intervene; at least not for now.

Minho is really surprised by your behavior, and once you have locked yourself in the room, he turns to Hyunjin for help, since he knows that he was the last person you talked to before all this happened.

"Go to him, he seems to be avoiding you, but he needs you." He instructs him, so Minho walks quickly and knocks on the door a couple of times before entering.

It's heartbreaking for him to hear you sobbing under the covers. He's so confused and worried, so he approaches quickly but cautiously, taking a seat right next to you.

"Hey, prince, what's wrong?" He whispers, his sweet voice reaching your ear but not stopping your crying. "My love..."

Minho reaches his hand to the edge of the blanket and slowly lifts it, revealing your sad, soaked face. He just wants to come closer to kiss you and hold you so much, he wants you to stop feeling bad.

"What's wrong, do you need anything, can I do anything for you? Tell me, please."

You look at him and try to stop crying, slowly getting closer as he rounds you with his arms and kisses the top of your head.

Your crying starts to die down, "I'm sorry." You manage to say, with your voice still low, almost in a whisper.

Minho doesn’t understand why you are suddenly apologizing, but he listens to you and lets you continue.

"I've... This is nonsense, I'm sorry, I don't want you to feel like I'm forbidding you to... I mean, I don't want to-"

"____, hey, it's okay, honey. Take a breath, take your time. It’s okay." He says, now placing a kiss on the tip of your nose and raising his hand to erase the tears on your face.

"It's just that..." A sigh leaves your mouth, in an attempt to calm down your nerves. "Lately, I have read and seen... things that are quite hard for me to process and, I know I shouldn't care about it, cause it's meaningless, but somehow, it gets in my head and now I can't simply ignore it. I hate how this makes me feel."

"What's wrong?"

"Please don't hate me for this or laugh about it…"

"Of course I won't." He assures you, smiling up a bit to make you feel comfortable.

"Okay, I'll just say it. This shipping culture the fans have… I try to understand it, it's fun sometimes, but, it's getting on my nerves that all I can see lately it's about you and Jisung… and, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm jealous about this."

You close your eyes, so you can't see Minho's reaction to your words. You said it so quickly you ran out of breath a little bit, and the fact that Minho hasn't said anything in what feels like an eternity, makes you feel nervous. Did you mess up? Is he holding up a laugh? Does he feel attacked?

"Prince, look at me." He utters, holding your face, which is probably turning red, and caressing your cheek.

You slowly do as told, cracking one eye open and quickly with the other one after seeing his face is serious. He's not laughing, but there's a small smile that denotes comprehension.

"I love you." Minho says before pulling you for a kiss. His free hand sliding on your back and holding you tightly. When you run out of breath, he slowly separates, but his forehead is resting on yours and your noses touch up on a skimo kiss. "I love you so, so much."

"I love you too…" You whisper. "I'm sorry."

"No. Don't be." He quickly says, separating a bit so he can stare into your eyes. "You don't have to be sorry, okay? I understand where you're coming from. What you feel is completely understandable. I just… I wish you had told me before you felt this bad."

A smile is finally drawn in your lips, "I honestly didn't know it affected me that much until now. I mean, I just didn't care about it at the beginning, but now it's… everywhere. In a lot of comments on every single video, every live; on signs at the concerts, on fansigns… It got into my head."

"I'm sorry, prince." He says and kisses you again. "Uhm, I'm sure we can talk it out and maybe, if it makes you feel like this, Jisung and I can stop it by not interacting too much-"

"No!" You interrupt him, making him feel surprised. "No way, no. This isn't what I want to happen. It's not your fault, not Jisung's. I don't want you to stop being friends or having your friendship affected by this. I don't think this is in our hands to solve, I'll have to find a way to ignore it and move on."

"Love, I'd do anything to make you feel better. I don't want you to ever feel sad about this situation, we can look out for a solution with Jisung. I'm sure he'll understand." He says.

"I know, but I love and respect your friendship with him too. You've been friends since forever, even before I took part in the group, and I will never forgive myself if that is ruined somehow because of this."

Minho looks at you with adoration, "Are you sure? Because we can come up with a solution."

You smile, "I'm sure. I just needed to let it all out to feel better. It's gonna be okay, eventually."

"Okay, just let me know if you ever feel like this again, please."

"Sure. Thank you, love."

"No need to, my prince." He says and kisses you again. "Now let's wash up your pretty face and watch a movie? I'll let you pick."

"Deal."

Minho doesn’t separate from you the rest of the night. He showers you with kisses and whispers sweet words to your ears until you fall asleep between each other's arms. From now on, you know everything will be okay.

#male reader #x male reader #x male!reader #lee minho x reader #lee minho x male reader #stray kids x male reader

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dominos-palast · 3 months

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Not a story

I haven't touched any of my WIP's since the last time I posted, and don't expect me to do so anytime soon. If you are following me for the stories, I will eventually finish them (I am not into unfinished things, lol) but I am currently working on a bigger project, a book.

This is a passion project, and I am doing this as a final project, so it *will* be finished. I might gain some inspo for fanfics at some point this year, but I won't be doing any more meaningless promises out of respect to you guys (and myself)

So yeah, see this as a life-update.

If you want to talk about a fandom, share fanfic ideas, or your book idea, just hit me up. I am not against social interactions~

Hasta la vista, cabezudos

#dominos palast

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dominos-palast · 5 months

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Cam you write momo meeting a male reader with a dragon qurik who was saved from a lab and gets entertained by small things? (Ex: toaster, or thunder)

Boy Wonder

Warnings - none

Note: This request is so fuckin cute I can't even. Sorry if it's a but off or bad, my motivation and any new ideas just plummeted for some reason? Also apologies to the Ushijima request, I promise it'll happen sometime T^T

Male Reader

Was Momo seriously about to do this?

It was in her rights to be nervous, after all she had never snuck a dragon boy into her dorm room before.

She wasn't sure what exactly compelled her to help you, but there wasn't really any turning back now. It had started out like a normal mission. The hero training for the day included going out into the city and patrolling the streets. Maybe prevent a mugging or something.

Yayorozu had been partnered with Mina, though the two had split ways about 10 minutes back, leaving Momo to her own devices. The extra credit for this mission would be really helpful, (even if she was already one of the top students), so she was trying her hardest to find something heroic that she could do.

What she didn't expect to find however, was you.

~~~

Yayorozu sighed, turning a corner to walk down a more run down street. She hadn't found anything, despite this area being picked explicitly because it wasn't the best neighborhood.

She huffed again, pulling her cloak tighter around her body. This was turning out to be a real flop huh? She bet Izuku, or Todoroki, or even Bakugou had found something by now. She passed by an alleyway, getting ready to give up and turn back when she heard something.

A low groan, followed by a scraping noise. Momo stopped dead in her tracks, wondering if she heard that correctly. She stood still for a minute to see if it happened again. Another noise came out of the alleyway. It sounded like someone was blowing air out of their mouth?

She turned around slowly. The alleyway behind her suddenly looked foreboding and unwelcoming.

Yayorozu was close to turning around. She was ready to just turn around and walk away, when she heard another groan. This time it sounded more pained. She sighed, slapping her cheek multiple times to get her head straight. She couldn't just walk away now, what if someone was in trouble?

She crouched, and slowly approached the entrance to the alleyway.

Momo didn't really know what to expect, but what she found definitely wasn't it.

You were leaning against the back wall of the alley, breathing heavily and clutching your side.

You looked to be her age, and were wearing some kind of hospital gown. That wasn't the weirdest thing going on though. You had two horns protruding out of your forehead, twisting up and back. Your ears were longer than any normal person, and you had (f/c) scales in patches on your neck, arms, and legs. Two large leathery wings were connected to your shoulder blades, and a long tough looking tail was curled around your legs.

You looked like a western dragon.

She could only assume that it was all part of your quirk, but still– "What the hell," she muttered quietly.

Not quietly enough apparently, because your long ears twitched and your head shot up to stare dead at her. You two stated at each other for a second before Yayorozu finds the words.

"Don't be afraid!" She said quickly and loudly, before quieting down to avoid startling you. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"How- how do I... Know... That." You seemed to be struggling to get the words out.

She inched a little closer. "I'm a hero," she starts. "Well, hero in training. My name is Momo Yayorozu. And you are?"

You narrowed your eyes at her, (e/c) irises filled with suspicion. "(Y/n). "

She nods and smiles softly at you. "Okay (y/n), can you stand up?"

You nodded, and slowly stood. "Good, good," Momo muttered.

And that's how she got here. She had given you information on where you should go to reach the dorms, and she rejoined the group. Really she didn't know what to do with you. You very obviously weren't a regular in the neighborhood, that much was evident. She just couldn't turn you over to the heroes though, so she decided to hide you until she learned more.

So now she was sitting on her bed, looking down at you with a flurry of emotions on your face. You were seated on the floor and had a look of wonder in your eyes. The sky outside had started to get dark with cloudd, (which she assumed you'd never seen before based on how you reacted).

"So... " she starts awkwardly. "Where are you from?" You poked your tail at the ground.

"Lab."

She tilted her head, black hair spilling over her shoulder. "Lab?" She echoed.

You nodded with a small hum. "The big... white one."

She furrowed her eyebrows and wracked her memory. She can't think of any lab, and settled on asking you other questions. In the time she took to think, you were stood up and poking at her computer.

"So, (y/n), is that your quirk?" Momo gestured to your general vicinity, questioning your extra limbs.

You turned to tilt your head at her in confusion. "Quirk?"

She looked taken aback. "An ability," she explained. "I can create things, and one of my friends can generate ice and fire from his body."

You shrugged. "Dunno. I can do this," you brightened up and opened your mouth, taking a deep breath in. Momo moved back a bit.

Little licks of fire and air fell from your mouth as you exhaled. "Doc say I'm the strongest," you beamed proudly at her. She just laughed awkwardly.

Before she could say anything, you were on the other side of her room. "What's that?" You asked, stars very visible in your eyes.

"It's... A phone?" Momo answered.

You picked it up and held it between your thumb and your index finger.

She chuckled and walked over to you, gently plucking the phone out of your hands and turning it on. You stared in wonder at it, just swiping the screen back and forth.

Yayorozu doesn't know where the hell you came from. She doesn't really know who you are, why you were in an alleyway with a blow to the side, or why you were in a hospital gown. Any number of reasons could be correct. She knows she should have just taken you to All Might or another teacher, but she couldn't bring herself to.

Maybe it was the look on your face that put her off, or maybe she just wanted to know more about you.

Whatever the case was, she had just broken a huge rule, and that large shadow was going to fall on her conscious one of these days.

#male reader #x male reader #bnha x male!reader #momo yayorozu x male reader

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dominos-palast · 5 months

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Working in Madame Xanadu’s parlor and meeting Garfield Logan…

Garfield Logan x Male Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: You get hired at Madame Xanadu’s Parlor and you end up meeting the several superheroes including a cute green haired boy…

(A/n: The story dosen’t take place in the Titans show, just your average dc fan universe.)

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It all started when you were looking for a job, nothing fancy just something for a bit of pocket money. That’s when you stumbled by Madame Xanadu’s parlor where you noticed a ”Help Wanted” sign.

You looked at it for a bit. ”Am i really considering working in a fortune telling parlor…” you thought to yourself. You then decided why the hell not.

So you entered the parlor where a beautiful woman in a colorful dress was standing behind a counter. She looked at you and said ”I’ve been waiting for you”. Which left you a bit confused.

”Do you mean in like a psychic fortune teller way or did you just see me looking at the ”Help Wanted” sign through the window?” you questioned. ”Both” she answered. ”Cool” you stated and then asked ”So what sorta help are you looking for? Cause honestly i don’t know much about fortune telling”.

”Well, I’m a very busy woman so i am simply looking for someone to manage the shop, booking appointments, clean and whatever else is needed” she explained. ”I could do that, i used to help my mom at her hair salon, you know sweep up hair, take care of appointments and everything” you told her.

”You’re hired” she said simply. Little did you know that you had started working for an actual fortune teller and a member of Justice League.

But it soon dawned on you as people like Wonder Woman, John Constantine and Zatanna stopped by for Madame Xanadu’s assistance. You also noticed that several objects in the parlor had actual magic powers.

Other than the magical boss, the superpowered customers and powerful magic objects and potions, it wasn’t that different from working in any other store. And fortune telling being a very niche market gave you some of free time, during which you would usually study or read a magzine.

One afternoon you were sitting behind the reception desk studying for a test when two people entered the store. A goth girl and a cute guy with green hair. They walked towards the desk and the girl asked in a slightly stressed tone ”Is Madame Xanadu here?”.

”Do you have an appointment?” you asked. ”No but it’s really important, is she here?” the girl asked again. ”Yeah, i can go see if she has time, do you have a name i can give her?” you asked. ”Rachel Roth” she said and you went in to Madame Xanadu’s fortune telling room.

Meanwhile Rachel and Gar, outside…

”That guy is kinda cute” Gar said making Rachel giving him a look that said ”not the time were here for important stuff”.

Back to you…

She was sitting on the floor meditating. ”Uhm… Madame Xanadu, there’s a girl here named Rachel Roth, she says it’s something important, do you have time now or should i get her an appointment?” You asked.

”Send her in” Madame Xanadu said opening her eyes. You exited her room and went back to the recteption and said ”Madame Xanadu is waiting for you inside”. The girl uttered a quick ”Thanks” and went inside to meet with the fortune teller.

You went back to studying as the green haired guy looked around the parlor. He then stood himself in front of you and asked ”What are you reading? Somekind of spellbook? Or like potions book?”.

You lifted the book and showed him the cover and answered ”American history, i’m studying for a test”. ”That’s cool too” he said blushing a little. You then realised something ”Wait? you know about magic and all that stuff are you and your friend like wizards?”.

”Uhm… no but my friend is a half demon who was raised by magic monks” he explained. You nodded in understanding. You were about to continue the conversation when Madame Xanadu and Rachel suddenly came out of the room. Rachel having changed in to a cloak.

”Y/n. Me and Rachel need to travel to a magic temple to retrive a powerful artifact, I need you to look after the parlor. If i’m not back by closing time, just lock up, the key is on my desk” she told you. ”Yes, ma’am” you answered casually.

”Gar, you need to stay here” Rachel said. ”What? Why” the green haired boy questioned. ”You won’t be able to survive in there without magic so it’s best you stay here” Rachel explained and using magic to open a portal. The two went magical women went through the portal and it closed as quick as it had opened.

You looked at Gar and asked ”Wanna go get some take out? There is a great place close by?”. ”Do they have good vegetarian stuff?” Gar asked. You nodded and the two of you went out.

You came back about 20 minutes later and sat down in the parlor and ate. Gar told you that he and Rachel aka Raven were part of the Teen Titans. You then explained to him how, you an average human ended up working the reception desk of a magic sorceress.

After you finished your meals Gar helped you get some studying done for your history test. Then you and him did some cleaning around the store. Once you finished the two of you sat down and talked for while, Gar even showed off his powers.

Eventually a portal opened and Madame Xanadu and Raven returned, Raven carrying some sort of weird probably magical mask. She and Gar started getting ready to leave. Gar turned to you and said ”I had a really good time tonight”.

”Me too, thanks for the help with studying and the cleaning” you said gratefully. ”No worries, anytime” he said and noticed a pen and a notepad on the desk. He took them and scribbled something down. ”Here, it’s my number in case you ever need more help studying or anything” he said handing you the note.

”Thanks” you said and Gar started walking towards the exit, you gave each other a wave goodbye. Madame Xanadu gave you a knowing look and offered ”If you want, I could get you a tarrot reading on where THAT is heading”. ”No thanks, i’d rather just wait and see what happens” you said and started getting ready to go home.

Once you got your history test back with a great big ol’ ”A” written on it you sent a text to Gar saying ”Got an A! Thanks for being a great study buddy”. A little while later Gar texted back saying ”Good job! Happy to help. What’s up next? Maybe chemistry? ;)”.

#garfield logan x male reader #garfield logan x male!reader #dc comics x male reader #dc x male reader #beast boy x male reader #beast boy x male!reader #x male!reader #x male reader #justice league x male reader #gar logan x male reader #gar logan x male!reader

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dominos-palast · 6 months

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your spot (johnny mactavish x gn!reader)

mwiii spoilers below. angst warning.

you sat on the hard rock, looking at the blinding sun as it began to set in the far distance. the light yellows and deepening oranges fading, the sunset he created tonight. you could hear the sounds of the cold water swishing and splashing due to the faint wind, along with the chirping on the birds in the trees. the leaves rustling when they flew away.

everything felt so quiet without him. without the constant chatter and his obnoxious jokes, ones that were stupid yet always made you giggle, even if it was just a little. johnny loved that. he loved to make you laugh, to see you smile.

you held the urn in your hands, biting the inside of your cheek and wiping your tears with the back of your hand. holding your boyfriend in your hands just one last time. you couldn't comprehend that this was forever, eternal without him until you joined him too. you sighed out, tears already flowing down your cheeks, staining into your skin.

his ashes laying on the rock, slowly sliding down the mountain and into the highland's sea. you sobbed out, holding the urn close to your chest, chin rested on the lid as you weeped out painfully. your bones and heart aching.

the following days were torture.

november 5th, the day he was supposed to come home from deployment. you had ingredients in the fridge and cupboard, expecting to make his favourite and share it with him. but you couldn't bring yourself too, not when all you could do was stare at the old photos of you two together. his lips on your cheek, the texture of his stubble against your fingers when you ran your fingertips across it.

it all felt too fast, like you were forgetting everything already. you missed the way his large body warmed the sheets, now left cold, his side of the bed empty. his cologne laid half empty, only spraying it occasionally so you could smell him, to be reminded of him. you eventually stopped doing that, as it only brought you to tears.

his toothbrush laid in the same place as it usually did, along with his razor. his shirt on your body, holding it against your face to smell him, his minty, comforting aroma. your eyes watered, grew raw when you thought about him. thought about all the ‘what if’'s

what if you were there? what if he didn't go?

that comforting, rough scottish accent in your ear when you played the voice notes back to yourself. you wish you could listen to him ramble again, about whatever. you usually brushed it off when he spoke about the dumb things his friend gaz had down before, yet you wish you'd never, so you could've spent just a few more minutes with him and his voice in your ear.

you missed the way his hard chest pressed against yours when you hugged him. how he held you in his burly arms, holding you tightly while you ran your fingers along his face as he slept. the shallow breathing and the loud snores. giggling when he mumbled out, ‘i love you’ and held you tighter through sleep.

your heart broke when you found it, laying in a red box.

the ring he was planning to propose to you with.

#soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #soap cod #soap call of duty #cod soap #soap mw2 #cod imagine #tw: death #cod mw3 #cod mwii smut #call of duty mwii #cod mwii #mwiii spoilers #call of duty mwiii #cod mwiii

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dominos-palast · 6 months

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ੈ✩‧ ➛ lee know thinks he's subtle as he pines over you

pairing : lee know x gn reader ; genre : fluff | warnings : none ; word count : 0.7k words

summary : a good way to confess to someone? tell them about it! but does lee know ever do anything conventionally? of course not. so here he was, trying to see you anytime he gets, and what better excuse than saying his cats miss you? you would never find he was the one missing you, right?

chan's ver. | hyunjin's ver. | jeongin's version | felix's ver.

"hey, the cats miss you. you mind if i bring them over?"

lee know's tone is soft as he speaks over the phone with you, but his cold warning gaze settled upon hyunjin and changbin, who were trying their best to hold in their laughter, told a different story.

it does help, however, when he hears you eagerly agree and immediately relaxes, promising to be there soon. but of course he should've been more careful about where he was making the call because he certainly would not have picked a place where any of the other 7 could hear him. they would never let him rest in peace.

"so."

changbin valued his life slightly lesser than hyunjin did, so the first remark came from him.

"the cats miss y/n that much, huh?" hyunjin picked up from where changbin left.

"both of you, drop it."

"no no, do you plan on telling y/n that the cats have been asleep for the past two hours?"

lee know wished there was a box of tissues somewhere close by so he could shove it right down the younger members throats because he could not stand being teased over his crush on you anymore.

"the cats do miss y/n. that's why they were so irritable when they went to sleep."

"so that had nothing to do with you forgetting to give them water because you'd been talking to y/n for an hour?"

lee know was fighting a losing battle, and he knew it. he could deny all he wanted, but even he was aware that he really wasn't subtle about the not-so-small crush he harbored for you. his members knew about it, your members knew about it. heck, even his manager could see his feelings. it was that obvious. lee know could only hope you hadn't caught on because he'd be damned if you realized his way of spending time with you was making excuses that his cats wanted to see you.

lee know, the supposedly cool and nonchalant lee know his fans are so used to seeing on camera, was reduced to a nervous blushing mess whenever you were involved. how on earth was he supposed to confess to you when he could barely ask you to hang out with him?

"wear that green hoodie y/n really likes when you go." hyunjin adds, way too invested in whatever was unfolding.

"why does that matter?"

"because it gives them an excuse to compliment you, obviously."

the older boy huffed, hoping the other two could not see the red creeping up the tips of his years.

"and make sure to not mention that the cats were too busy sleeping to miss them."

"yah! i'm not stupid, i know."

"maybe mention that you were the one missing them."

changbin and hyunjin cackled as lee know's eye twitched in annoyance. they really were testing his patience today.

"just because the air fryer isn't in this room doesn't mean you're both safe."

this line was usually effective under normal circumstances. but not today.

"hyung, do you really thing you can threaten us? when you're the one in the vulnerable position?"

"i am not."

"oh so i can text y/n about all the times you've lied just to meet them?"

"he has an entire list, by the way," changbin manages in between his laughter.

"you're both jobless."

"says the one who's about to make a 30 minutes drive just so he can see his crush."

the two dissolved into another fit of laughter as the older member stormed out of the room and to where his three cats were resting in a peaceful slumber.

he felt guilty shaking them awake, but it would be worth it, right? he would get to meet you and you hopefully wouldn't even realize that they were just an excuse for him to see you, to hear your voice, to make you smile, to stare into your eyes just a little bit longer. hopefully you wouldn't catch on despite him using this very same excuse for what seemed like the thousandth time.

minho couldn't believe himself as he reluctantly put on the green hoodie hyunjin had advised him to wear.

he really wished the two would not see him in it. he would never make it out of the dorms if they found out he had listened to them. it was a pain, really, but for you lee know would do anything.

tags : @lethallyprotected @dreamingaboutjisung @selcayuri @bangchansbae @aak2 @foxinnie8 @hamburgers101 @starlostlaiba (send an ask to be added/removed!)

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Drunk!Nanami x GN!reader

Drunk!Nanami who was dragged into drinking with Gojo on his birthday, resulting in Nanami accepting too many free drinks. So intoxicated he was tripping over nothing, occasionally bumping into his friend's shoulder.

Drunk!Nanami who talked Gojo's ear off about his deepest and darkest thoughts of you, then was convinced to confidently walk to your home to 'confess' his love.

Drunk!Nanami slammed his fist against your front door, patiently waiting for you to welcome him in. When the piece of wood creaks open, he doesn't waste time and steps inside, pulling you against him and gently kissing your cheek. Moving towards your jaw and neck. "Kento-" you say before you're cut off with a soft groan.

Drunk!Nanami who found himself leaning over you in the middle of your entryway, almost pushing you against the wall. Strong smells of whiskey and fruity drinks stained his breath, his eyes partially open and lips were swollen.

Drunk!Nanami finally pins you against the cold wall as his gentle pecks turned into mostly nibbles and licks. "Nanami, you're drunk" you whisper, making him pull his lips away. "So? I'm the birthday boy" he jokes, a relaxed and very forward Nanami is one you never thought you'd meet.

Drunk!Nanami who awaits an answer, watching your face contort as you think. "Birthday boy or not, you're not in shape for any of that" you giggle. "But, I'm fully aware of-" "I'm sorry, I can't take you seriously with, heh, a tie on your head." You reach up to slip his tan and speckled tie off his sticky forehead, tossing it onto a small table nearby.

Drunk!Nanami who gets interrupted again, this time by a cry of attention from the other side of the door. "Did you guys.. walk here?" You ask, earning a nod. You slip from his grasp and swing the door open to reveal an almost passed out Gojo, singing songs.

Drunk!Nanami who sighs loudly when you invite him in to sleep on the couch, quickly laying a blanket on Gojo as he falls asleep. You turn around to guide Nanami through bedroom, into the attached bathroom.

Drunk!Nanami who closely watches you grab a soft towel and wipe his face off, brushing your fingers through his hair. Then continuing to massage some moisturizer on his face. His eyes shut and hums as his hands land on your waist, keeping you close.

Drunk!Nanami who practically gasps as you pull away the covers and force him into your bed. "Wait, I can go out there with-" "why would you do that? You've always preferred going to bed together" you giggle again, walking over to your side. Turning off the light, you curl up against him, wrapping your arm around his torso.

Drunk!Nanami who tries to understand why you're so comfortable with this and what you mean by 'always preferred', yet in mid-thought falls asleep to your soft breathing.

Drunk!Nanami who forgot he confessed months ago and has already won.

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Making a little series with drunk!characters x gn!reader :) feel free to suggest some characters

Drunk!todoroki- here

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dominos-palast · 6 months

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I said I'd be posting things even if they are short, clearly I haven't done it. I am not used to posting my thoughts and ideas, I don't have the confidence for it at the moment.

Idk I kind of need validation and to have mutuals who support me on this but I'm not making an effort on finding some either soooo...

I might as well stop waiting and just write whatever comes to my mind just like I do in my notes app.

Will I actually do it? I don't know, maybe I'll fail on that again.

But yeah if you ever want to share ideas or thoughts on a fandom just go for it, really. :D

Until I post sth again, buh bye

#dominos-palast

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dominos-palast · 6 months

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𝘀𝘂𝗯𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁・l.f.

— in which you forget that your hot housemate follows you on twitter.

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀・1.1k 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴・roommate!felix x gn!streamer!reader 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲𝘀・fluff, flirting, kind of an smau, implied friends to lovers, humor if u count jeongin being a piece of shit

𝗮/𝗻・saw this tweet the other day and it was so painfully lix coded that i knew i had to write something asap. contains a tiny bit of gaming jargon but is hopefully comprehensible. ENJOY ♡

y/n ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ @ y/nxx

if someone brings you fresh cut fruit to your table when you're gaming, they either like LIKE you or it's your mom

11:23 A.M.・Oct. 2023・220.2K Views

bokkie 🐣 liked your post.

“My tweet?”

You read aloud the newest text in your chatroom, and your face brightens when you remember the one in question.

“Oh, about the fruit—no, it’s so true though. And I love my mom, don't get me wrong, but I have an inkling she did it to guilt trip me." You change your posture and adopt your best motherly tone of voice. "‘This is your tenth consecutive hour wasting your young adulthood in front of that damn screen. I am now going to hand deliver apple slices straight to your mouth.’ That kind of vibe, y'know?"

A slew of messages follows your anecdote, but it is a comment from one of your moderators that catches your eye first:

je0ng1n: what about the other option tho 👀

You groan at the sight of his username. “Man, why are you always here? Don't you have a job?"

je0ng1n: i’m on break je0ng1n: taking a dump je0ng1n: ungrateful bitch

You brandish a middle finger to the camera. “Hope the dump sucks."

je0ng1n: HEY je0ng1n: don’t even joke about that :(

An involuntary cackle precedes your next words. “If you’re actually wondering, though, the only person who’s brought me fruit while I’m playing video games is indeed my mother. Heartbreaking, I know.”

At this, the steady flow of messages morphs into a gallery of depressed cat emoticons; your audience never fails to impress you with their way with words.

“But if someone other than your disappointed parent is bringing you fruit,” you go on, “they might as well get on one knee in the process, honestly. That's such an adorable, loving thing to do.”

Suddenly, the words MATCH FOUND splash across your monitor, and you move your cursor to accept the game invite—only to be met with a pop-up window and a familiar error sound that grates on your ears like screeching tires.

You know how this story ends: the lights in your mouse go dark, and you look on in dejected silence.

je0ng1n: LMFAOOOOO je0ng1n: bro’s mouse definitely just exploded again

“You guessed it," you sigh. “Hang tight for a sec, guys."

Half an hour ago, you could’ve sworn you heard sneakers being kicked off, a set of keys falling against plastic. Now, you pull one side of your headphones off and roll your chair a few feet backward, calling through your half-open door: “Lix, are you home?”

You pick up on a soft clunk that sounds like metal hitting wood—the cutting board, maybe?—and then your housemate's low, accented answer bounces off the walls of your shared hallway.

“Yeah, you alright?”

“The mouse,” you say helplessly.

“Ah.” It’s not the first time you’ve summoned him for this. “Be right there.”

A few seconds later, you remember to tack on a hurried disclaimer: “I’m live, by the way!”

“I know.”

This brings a bashful smile to your face, though the expression quickly turns to one of pure dismay when you return to your desk and witness the disastrous state of your chat.

Felix has become a regular guest on your stream by now, always popping in to show you a TikTok or ask for your opinion on a new pair of jeans or simply give your camera an awkward wave—but he may as well own your channel with how completely and unequivocally he has captured the hearts of your viewers. They’re convinced he’s the sexiest person to ever grace the earth, with his chiseled features and coffee-colored eyes; with a grin that could set entire estates on fire and a voice that could scrape the nadir of the Grand Canyon.

Do you agree? Absolutely.

Do you have any intention of voicing this sentiment, so long as you’re splitting rent with him? Absolutely the hell not.

Another of Jeongin’s messages—GET ME HIS NUMBER OR I GET VIOLENT—inspires you to minimize the stream window before Felix gets here. It’s for the best.

A few moments later, the door opens, and the air shifts inside your room. A hand comes to rest on the top of your head; a familiar silhouette appears in your periphery. There is a fond grin plastered across your face and a bright greeting sitting readily on the tip of your tongue.

But then, Felix places a plate of freshly cut fruit in the empty space to the left of your keyboard—here, he hums, the sound falling against the shell of your ear like a drop of melted chocolate. And the gears of your brain grind to a complete stop.

There is no further acknowledgment; no supplementary explanation for what he's just done. He simply picks up your mouse and gets to work.

The words of your tweet swim dizzyingly before your eyes, not unlike those halos of stars and birds that revolve around disoriented cartoon characters. And you’re suddenly, achingly aware of your roommate's arm nudging against yours as he tinkers away; of the aromas of vanilla and laundry detergent that always come with his proximity; of the heat that’s risen to your face, and the plethora of questions that have surfaced to your mind.

A soft huff of laughter follows a gentle utterance of your name, and you snap out of your trance. Felix’s eyes are glinting with amusement when you meet them.

“It’s been recalibrated,” he says, handing back your mouse. “Just give it a few minutes.”

Your fingertips brush over his palm when you accept the object, and even this blink of contact has your heart performing an elaborate hopscotch routine across the plane of your chest.

It’s either your mom, or…

“Thank you,” you mumble, finally retrieving your larynx from the bottom of the Atlantic.

“Anytime,” Felix returns, and you know he means it. “You need a duo, by the way?"

“Yes, please.”

He gives you a warm smile at this, and there’s a hint of something else—something new—in the curve of his lips. “Give me two.” And he’s gone as quickly as he'd come.

You will never know how Felix slips his phone out of his pocket the second he emerges from your room, his pulse hounding his ears as he turns a nervous gaze upon his screen.

There is now a supersonic blur of messages saturating your chatroom, a colorful cacophony of moving emotes and capital letters, but he is focused wholly on the person in front of the camera and how you slowly lift a hand to your mouth, deathly silent despite your every viewer demanding your comment on the matter, your sanguine cheeks visible even through the gaps of your fingers.

That is all he needs to know.

Felix sinks into the leather of his gaming chair and bends to power on his computer. Only after a deep breath blows past his lips does his smile start to stretch into a grin, every bit as embarrassed as it is relieved.

je0ng1n: no way je0ng1n: no fucking way je0ng1n: my heart fluttered je0ng1n: wtf je0ng1n: how’d you pull HIM??

y/nxx has removed je0ng1n as a moderator of this channel.

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dominos-palast · 6 months

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Days

han jisung x gn reader (no pronouns mentioned) 1.3k wc

warnings/tags: little angst, one-sided crush turned mutual feelings, hannie’s crush is (described to be) lowk toxic, food mentions, open-ish lazy ending (my opinion lol)

Sat in the middle of the bed, Jisung lets himself get lost in the song. His eyes fluttered closed seconds into the chorus, letting out a deep sigh as he nodded along.

He looks pretty. If you could tell him you would, but you bite your tongue and admire. The way his hair falls in front of his eyes and sways with every nod of his head. The way his lips move the slightest as he mouths the words he could recognize, and how they twitch at the corners when the artist hits a high note.

His finger begins tapping against your blanket, and you restrain yourself from brushing your hand against his, watching and waiting for him to return to reality.

Minutes that felt like years pass, and you begin to wonder why you chose a five-minute song to show him, knowing that he would fully immerse himself in it.

Maybe it was to get a chance to admire him. Who knows.

“Are you okay?” Your eyes snap to him, seeing his brows knitted in concern. They fall slowly to your hand, growing warm when you notice his hand hovering over your own.

Seizing the opportunity, your hand turns to clasp his, squeezing thrice. “I’m okay.” You smiled, hoping he wouldn’t point out your abnormal warmth. “Nothing to worry about.

He looks across your face to find a tell, searching for any sign of deception. “Are you sure?”

You nod once, “If I told you the truth, you wouldn’t like it.” You look to the side when he tilts his head at you, dropping his hand to choose another song. “Maybe one day we can talk about it, now's not a good time.”

Jisung drops his eyes and stares at his hands that are now folded in his lap. “Right. Okay.”

Maybe one day you could tell him the truth. About how pretty you think he is, even when he isn’t doing a thing. Or about how your heart could never match the pace of a slow song with him, that he would always leave you with a racing heart.

Maybe one day.

——

Someday, you hope you could be the one that makes Jisung act giddy and lovesick. But it isn’t you. It’s the ‘cute neighbor’ in the complex across from him.

Why is it that now, when he’s rambling on and on about his new crush, you find him to be the most perfect thing you could’ve ever laid your eyes on?

“They are just so–” he rolls his eyes, resting his chin on his palm. “Complicating, but so worth it.”

You try your best not to respond with a sour remark, chewing absentmindedly on a soggy french fry. “I’m glad you found someone.” You tell him, hoping he wouldn’t look at you. “If they hurt you, warn them about me. I know where to find them.”

He shoves your shoulder lightly at your words, “Don’t meddle with my love life.” He jokes, reaching over to steal a fry, then pointing it accusingly. “We need to find you someone too, so that we can double date.”

The thought of being with someone other than him makes your heart hurt, brushing it aside to let out a small laugh. “Dating is the least of my problems right now.”

With narrowed eyes and a now half-eaten judgment fry, he says, “If you say so.” And proceeds to talk about the other pet peeves his new crush has brought on.

—–

One day, Han Jisung figured something out. Stuck in a power outage at his best friend's apartment complex, completely shut out from the outside world (his own dramatics.)

When he sees you illuminated by the warm candle lights you’ve set up, he can’t help but trace over your features. He couldn’t get over how different you looked when he really saw you, no facade put up, no walls built high above you.

The orange flame flickering in front of him brings out every perfection of you, and Jisung realizes he likes looking at you a lot more than he used to.

“Are you okay?” His mouth runs dry when he finds you staring back at him, hands hovering above his own, hesitance clear from how you kept reaching and retracting from him.

He meets your eye and holds both of your hands lightly, running his thumb over your knuckles. He ignores the audible hitch in your breath. “I’m okay.” He tells you, watching you frown at his words.

“If you’re sure.” He nods, averting his gaze when you look at him.

One day, Jisung will figure out why he sees you differently in a new light. Or maybe he’ll push down the feeling of a spark out of fear; we’ll know one day.

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On a rainy day, Han Jisung shows up on your doorstep with slumped shoulders and soggy clothes. With every step he takes into your apartment, drops of water trail behind him, and only when he starts apologizing profusely do you realize something was wrong.

His cheeks warm when your hands cup his face, tilting it just the slightest so you could look him in the eyes. “What happened, Ji?”

At your soft tone, Jisung feels the barrier in his eyes break. Tears run down his eyes and past your fingers as he sobs silently. “Talk to me when you need to if you want to.”

He only clings onto you, your shirt wrinkling by how hard he clutches the fabric. The only sounds in the apartment were his cries and your repeated assurance that everything would be okay, even if you didn’t know it would.

“They didn’t like me.” He says, still clinging to you. “They didn’t like me at all.” His own words brought new tears to his eyes, his shoulders shaking as he cried again. “Why couldn’t I have met someone like you instead?”

On a rainy day, you bite back your tongue just like always. The feeling of tears creeping up makes you worry he’ll figure you out, but you brush off his words with a small laugh.

“You wouldn’t like someone like me,” you whisper, lips brushing against the crown of his head. “I’m overbearing, and I’ll annoy you every minute of the day because I miss you even when you’re next to me.”

Jisung only hums at your words, eyes drifting over your apartment. The purposely bad painting he made you was hung proudly in the center of your other pictures, so it would be the first thing you see when you walk in.

On a rainy day, Han finds himself feeling warm even when he was stuck with cold, wet clothes clinging to his body.

——

On a sunny day in May, you find yourself staring at him like he was the only person around, and realize just how much you like making him blush.

“You’re pretty.” You tell him, hands shoved in your pockets, standing a foot away from him as he looks up at the blooming cherry blossoms.

Jisung, having been caught off guard, stumbles over a small rock poking from the ground, yelping as he nearly falls backwards into the lake.

An arm wrapped around his waist, and one carefully placed around his wrist, he peeks an eye open to see your concerned face morph into a teasing grin.

“Please don’t say that cheesy pick-up line.” He begs, holding onto your shoulders as you set him upright. When you tilt your head in confusion, he can tell it’s fake just from the mischievous glint in your eyes. He decides to give you the benefit of the doubt.

“Guess you really fell for me, huh?”

He rolls his eyes, then presses his hands against your cheeks to smush them together, smiling with his eyes when he feels them warm under his touch. He brings your face close to his and leans in, stopping just millimeters away from your lips, and says, “Maybe I did. What’re you gonna do about it?”

On a sunny day in May, you realize your friendship with Han Jisung has ended.

“What I should’ve done a long time ago.” You tell him, grinning when he beams at you.

And on a sunny day in May, you share your first kiss with Han Jisung.

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