#i'm being bullied to finish a fic with one line at the time

[ivyblossom]

That thing where I feel like I'm going to have to write fanfiction again

This is a weird one. I just want to say it somewhere, so that I've said it somewhere, but I realize there's there's one person who actually cares about this and she already knows, so. This is just for me, I guess.

Fifteen years ago, I wrote most of a Narnia fic. It pairs of Edmund Pevensie and Bacchus, aka Dionysus, the ancient Greek god of grapes, wine and uninhibited ecstasy. Also theatre. I know, that's a bit weird. Is Bacchus even in the Narnia stories? (Yes, he is. He even has lines!) Why on earth am I pairing him up with Edmund, who is 10 when we first meet him?

It's all the weird memory tricks, I'm a sucker for those. The Pevensies forget about England because they stay so long in Narnia and stop thinking about England, and they can (and do) forget about Narnia if they stay in England too long and don't think about Narnia enough (poor Susan), and I find that really interesting. It offers up so many nooks and crannies to stick story in. They grow up and become adults in Narnia, but are required to forget most of it in order to return to build children in England.

And come on: is Bacchus not also very obviously the god of Narnian orgies? I mean, yes. Clearly. He's also Aslan's default caterer and water-into-wine head tech. If you need buildings destroyed and bullies turned into trees and/or pigs, Bacchus is your guy. He's not big on wearing clothes, and according to Edmund, he's incredibly beautiful and extremely dangerous. Edmund is only 10 when we first meet him, sure, but he grows up, reverse ages, and then starts to grow up again. Bacchus throws them a G-rated orgy in Prince Caspian. There's love there.

Hasn't Edmund suffered enough? Yes, he got addicted to the Turkish Delight that time, but he'd been struggling and was being bullied, he was carrying a lot of self-hatred and shame, give a kid a break. He did get himself heroically killed putting it right, only to be healed physically and psychologically by Santa Claus's magic healing cordial, as one does. Doesn't Edmund deserve a cute immortal boyfriend with quirky friends and a serious green thumb who grows his own grapes, makes his own wine, can manipulate and control the desires of everyone around him like conducting an orchestra, and who will love him until the end of time? There aren't many humans in Narnia, why not hook up with the god of uninhibited ecstasy? I mean, he's right there.

Anyway. It was fifteen years ago.

I wrote 3/4ths of it, I had one part left to go to finish it, I had an idea about what how it would end, but for some reason I never wrote the ending. I don't remember why. So it's been sitting there unfinished since 2009.

And in the last few weeks I started thinking about it again. I had an idea about that ending. I couldn't remember if this idea I was toying with was my original concluding idea or not, it's been that long, but I liked the idea, and I thought, you know, I should write that idea in as the last part and finally finish that thing.

And then I read what I'd written. And a) 15 years is a long time and I have so many criticisms, I was clearly in love with the sound of my own voice (uh...nothing's changed there I guess?), b) I wrote the thing in such a way to exclude my new idea, so apparently that wasn't my original plan, but c) yeah, I should have written this thing properly the first time around. And now I have 104 more ideas and I love them all, so.

I think I have to rewrite it. Or, I suppose, just write another one and replace it? I dunno. Just playing it out now.

I think I'm going to write it. Is this an active fandom? I don't think so. I don't care. This love story needs to be told. Edmund deserves this.

#fanfiction #narnia #Edmund/Bacchus #it's never too late right?

[dreamcatchers-husband]

Strange Situation

Male Reader X Red Velvet Kang Seulgi

Length: 14.7k+

Tags: High school crush, Creampie.

TW; bullying and violence

A/N- This fic took me so much longer than it should have but I finally finished it. It is now my longest fic ever and I'm a little proud of that.

Time flies. Have you heard the expression before? Because it’s honestly true. You can’t help feeling a sense of nostalgia, but it’s quite best to explain why. 

Currently, in life you are comfortable. You had your dream job as a graphic designer, for a top-of-the-line company. Working with such a great company the monetary compensation was quite nice, being able to buy your own dream home. Sure it was not as grandiose as others, but the two-room two bath home was just perfect for you alone. 

Yes, alone. Although you had these great things in your life, there was no one to share them with. The main reason is you’re a dork. Most first dates end up with girls leaving, disappointed with who you were not your looks. Oh well, nothing you can do to change your personality. 

It was an average Friday after work. You just parked your vehicle in the garage and stepped out. Making way to the entrance of your home you stop yourself from entering through the side garage door, remembering the mail. Walking out the garage gate, your legs pull you closer to the black mailbox until you are in front of it. Opening the mailbox you can see its normal grocery store fliers as well as a few letters. Pulling them out you close the mailbox and walk to the front door, entering your passcode as the door unlocks. 

Walking into your home gives you a sense of relief, and relaxation, as you enter the living room. Kicking off your shoes you sit down on your couch as you reach for the tv remote and turn it on. The light from the tv fills the room as you hear the sound of laughter fill the room from your tv. Slowly your hand puts down most of the mail you got as you go one by one opening each envelope. 

Bills bills bills and bills. That’s the one thing you can always count on getting in the mail. After looking through those documents and paying them no mind you see there is a final letter in the pile. In the right-hand corner, the insignia from your old school is present on it. 

A bit of hesitation hits as your hand reaches out for the letter. Pushing through the worries you had, your hand finally picks it up and rips open the white envelope. Pull out the paper inside you see its written document that has a few choice words standing out, HIGH SCHOOL REUNION. 

Greetings Gal Munhee. We here at Seoul Regional High hope you have been well. Five years have quickly passed and it is now time for the high school reunion. We do realize this is a bit earlier than usual but we feel after this pandemic we all might want to reconnect with others and what a perfect way than with the reunion. The reunion will be on July third and we hope to see you there. 

Sincerely, the faculty at Seoul Regional High. 

Just reading that entire letter made your heart nearly explode. The reason? You were an even bigger dork in high school. The constant teasing is what you can remember the most. It’s happened so often that you became numb to it but it still affected your life choices from there forward. 

You got yourself in better shape as well as got a makeover with those little teases always staying in the back of your mind. 

Looking at the date you saw it was June ninth, three weeks before the reunion. Maybe you got this letter pretty late but this was on short notice for sure. The question now was, are you going to go to it? 

Sure it’s been a while and you have done pretty well in life but there was still stuff you can imagine they will mock you for. The main thing that came to mind was the lack of a partner in life after all this time. Should you do it?

That question was answered as you made a quick text to your boss letting him know you will be absent that day from work. Looks like you got a lot of planning to do in the weeks coming up. 

June 16th 

That date just echoes in your head as you take a glance at your phone. A week has passed since you got the letter and you have spent the last few days after work getting new clothes for the reunion. With a brand new suit and such at home. 

The sound of typing could faintly be heard throughout the floor as the work day was coming to its end. 

“Ehm.”

Looking to the side you quickly found the source of the coughing, your best friend and coworker Wendy. 

“Oh noona. Are you all done with your work?” 

“You know me. I’m always ahead of others. Now let’s go eat. I feel like stuffing my face with some chicken and beer.” 

“Eh, I think I’m gonna keep working on the new design for the phone advertisement.” 

“No no no. I don’t want to hear it at all. Get your ass out of the seat and let’s go. You have been working the hardest out of everyone in this department. You need a small break and you're already late either way.” 

The glare that came from Wendy’s face let you know she wasn’t asking, she was telling you what you are about to do. Not wanting to make Wendy wait any longer, you quickly got up from your seat and saved the rest of the work on your desktop. Looking at Wendy you can finally see a smile as she grabs your hand. 

“Let’s go Pabo!” 

Being yanked by your best friend to the elevator just made you laugh. Arriving in front of the elevators you are lucky enough to see a group of people getting off your floor. Entering the elevator your finger presses the button to go down to the lobby. No longer holding your hand, Wendy begins to jump up and down, excited to be out of work. 

The elevator ride from the twenty-fifth floor goes by in a flash as the doors open to the lobby. Wendy begins to run out of the elevator as you follow behind her, running as well. After saying Goodnight to the guard at the desk, you walked over to your vehicle and jumped in with Wendy getting in the passenger seat. 

Stepping on the break, your hand reaches for the start button on your car as it comes to life. Driving didn’t even take any thinking from you as your mind already knew where to go. Wendy was always a big fan of unwinding after work so chicken and beer were a common thing on the menu for the two of you. 

“Peek-a peek-a-boo!” 

Those words could repeatedly be heard in your car as you and Wendy’s sang your hearts out to the song. A few more minutes pass as the song ends and there is silence in the car. 

“Wendy?” 

“What’s up Munhee? 

“I still think you should quit your job and go become a singer.” 

“You know how complicated it can be trying to become one. Hearing the stories of people trying just discourages me from even trying. Plus I doubt I even have a nice voice.” 

“I don’t want to hear shit about you not having a good voice. I have told you time and time again that you have a voice to make you a star.” 

“I’d rather have a more realistic view on how it will probably go.” 

All you can do is shake your head a bit disappointed but you understand what she is saying. 

“Well no matter what I’ll always support you noona.” 

You could see a small nod come from Wendy as you look in your peripheral vision. At that same time, you happen to be parking your car on the street, getting ready to go to your usual chicken spot. 

The walk to the shop was quite uneventful as you both set foot in the busy restaurant. All around you can see servers running like crazy. 

“Wendy, Munhee! Sit down anywhere and I will bring over your usual.” 

“Thank you, Mrs.Choi!” 

Seeing that your usual corner is still open, your legs bring you towards the table as you pull back the chair and let Wendy sit down. Going back to your seat you finally sit down as your body relaxes a bit in the restaurant. At that time a waitress runs over with two big mugs of beer and places them in front of the both of you. 

“Thank you!” 

Wendy was the first to grab the mug of beer and bring it to her face. Grabbing your own you begin to chug the beer until your mug is empty. Looking at Wendy you see she drank her whole beer already as well. 

“Two more draft beers please!” 

“Coming!” 

Not even thirty seconds go by as the waitress brings over 2 more glasses of beer. Thanking the woman you grab your fresh mug of beer and begin to drink from it. 

“Jesus. Is it me or do you just seem more stressed than usual?” 

“I’ve been working on the phone advertisement so much that I barely got time to rest and when I have free time I’m going to the mall to buy things I need.” 

“Ok, you have been so secretive about what it is that you will be doing that day off. Tell me.” 

That serious look from earlier returns as you know this was a demand to tell her, not a request. 

“Ok, Wendy I need you to not freak out when I tell you.” 

“No promises now tell—“

“Here’s your chicken, you two. I threw in a few extra pieces just for you two.”

“Oh thank you, Mrs.Choi. You are always so kind to us.” 

“I enjoy seeing the two of you here all the time. I will let you two eat!” 

“Thank you for the meal!” 

Hoping to use this as a distraction you reach for a piece of the Chicken and bite into the drumstick. The crunchiness of the skin has always been one of your fav parts of the chicken here as you continue to take bites into your meal. Taking a small glance towards Wendy you see she has also started eating but remains staring at you, waiting for an answer. 

“We can be here all night, Munhee. Now tell me what it is you need time off for.” 

“Ugh fine. I got a letter in the mail last week.” 

“Ok and?” 

As Wendy raises her glass of beer and starts to drink some, you finally tell her the news.

“It was from our high school and I got invited to the high reunion, so I’m going.” 

Almost as if it was a scene from a tv sitcom Wendy spits out the drink from her mouth and spits it onto your face. 

All you could do is just stand up and stare at Wendy as she ran up to you with some napkins. 

“I’m so sorry!” 

“It’s ok.” 

With a bit of wiping you both manage to clean up the beer that got all over and sit back down. 

“What do you mean you are going to the high school reunion?” 

“I’m gonna go. It’s in 2 weeks and I have been getting myself a nice suit and dress shirt to go with.” 

“I get what you are saying but why on earth would you ever go to the reunion? I may have been your senior in high school but I always heard of how much you got teased.” 

“Well it’s 5 years later and look at me. I make enough to call myself rich so I’m sure that will account for something when I try to show off a bit.” 

“Munhee, you have nothing to prove to those idiots.” 

“I know I don’t, but this is for myself. I’m doing well in my life and have everything they used to make fun of me for. My older clothes and shoes, not having all the expensive things others did. I have all these things now, well almost everything.” 

“What could you be missing out on?” 

A sigh left your mouth as you picked up your mug of beer. 

“A girlfriend.” 

Just saying that sentence brought your mood down a bit so you chugged your second beer of the night quickly. Slamming the glass down you raised your hand and yelled out for another set of beers. 

Another minute passes by as you munch on another piece of chicken. Wendy follows your lead and eats another piece as she seems to be a bit in thought. When the new mugs of beer appear, Wendy’s takes a sip and looks back at you. 

“I’m just worried if you run into Hwan Minsu. He was the worst of them all and always showed off he was with different girls to rub it in your face.” 

“Knowing him, he will be there ready to try to show off how he is doing. He came from a rich family and didn’t have to work for anything. Plus he will probably have some girl there with him.” 

“Well if being made fun of for not having a partner is your worry then bring a date.” 

“Ok, there is a lot wrong with that sentence. First I don’t have any girl to go with. Second, no girl would want to go on a first date to a high school reunion. Third, even if a girl did agree there is always the chance she straight up leaves me there alone.” 

“Ok yes those are all real scenarios but you should still take someone. I would go with you but I have dinner with my family that night. They are visiting from Canada and don’t want to ignore them.” 

“No no. I would never ask you to come when your parents are visiting. Make sure to tell them I say hi.” 

“Of course but I think I have an idea of what you could do for a date to the reunion.” 

Wendy then reaches back and grabs her purse and pulls out her phone. You don’t interrupt her and wait for a minute until you feel your phone vibrate. Pulling out your phone you see Wendy sent you a text to a website, Rentablelove.com

“Wendy. What did you send me?” 

“Well you want to take a date so why not rent a girlfriend to play the part? I swear I saw this in a drama before and it worked.” 

“Noona, that is literally a TV plot you are trying to get me to copy.” 

“Well, tv writers are smart people. I mean you said you wanted a date and you can just get a great girl if you request one.” 

Now the idea is stuck in your head. 

“Only you, me, and the girl will know. If you are going I want you to leave satisfied that the people who teased you can’t do that anymore.” 

That was the goal you were going for. Guess it didn’t take much convincing as you begin to fill out a request for a girl as you finish your meal. The questions were mostly about what type of girls you like, preferences in looks, and such. Compared to others you didn’t care about much, your only request was a dorky, shy girl. 

This may seem like a weird request, but you have a reason why you asked for a girl like this. The shy dorky girls are usually the nicest. Not only that, they usually have some great Senses of humor. 

“Well then Munhee, looks like you have a date then.” 

“Yeah yeah. I just hope this doesn’t turn out bad for me.” 

“I’m sure it will turn out ok for you. So when do you meet her?” 

Finally pressing enter on your screen, you are taken to a confirmation notice that gives you the details. 

“Well, it says she will come to my house in two days. I’m surprised it didn’t ask for payment yet though. All I did was put in my card information.”

“That will probably come later as you discuss with the girl what it is you need and what is required of her for this job.” 

“Well, then I will see the damage when it happens.” 

“I guess you will but if anything goes wrong don’t be nervous to call me for help ok?” 

“I will noona. Let’s just finish our meals now, ok?” 

“Don’t gotta tell me twice. Oh and you’re paying tonight since I gave you a good idea” 

“Figures.” 

Laughter leaves your table as you both dig back into your meals and beer. The rest of the night goes by in a flash as you drink and eat to your heart's content. After all that you both order an Uber and pass out at your own house until the next work day comes knocking. 

TWO DAYS LATER

You currently found yourself in your home relaxing on the couch after your day at work. Today is the day you meet your rented girlfriend and you are nervous. On your living room table, a glass of soju can be found as well as a used shot glass. Taking hold of the soju bottle you pour yourself one more shot and drink it with no regret. 

“Ok, three shots should be fine. Not a lot but plenty to loosen me up. God, why am I even doing this? Maybe I should just cancel.” 

Knock knock knock 

That choice was now out of the question as this was probably her. Standing up, you quickly hide the soju bottle in your cabinet and run to the kitchen and throw the glass in the sink. 

Knock knock knock

Guess it’s time. Your legs shake a bit as you walk towards the door until you are right in front of it. Reaching for the door handle, you hesitate a bit but know you have kept the girl waiting long enough. Turning the knob you open the door and see a girl with a mask. 

“Hi, are you Gal Munhee?” 

“U-Um yes I am. Are you who I was waiting for?” 

“Well, I sure hope you don’t have another girl coming over. Can I come in?” 

“Yeah, please make yourself at home when you enter.” 

Moving to the side the woman walks through your door, over to your living room. Closing the door, you walk over and see the woman just standing there waiting for you. 

“I know you said to make myself at home but I figured an introduction should be first.” 

At that time the woman begins to reach for her mask as you can’t help but admire her simple outfit, White pants with a white blouse. You also see her hair is in a bun that somehow completes the look. As the woman begins to take off her mask you look to the side a bit nervous but look back just in time to see what she looks like. What you were hit with was a surprise of a lifetime. 

“SEULGI?” 

“Oh, you know my name?” 

“I-Um, well we went to the same high school together. You were a year my senior.” 

“Oh wow, small world.” 

Your heart was racing at this moment. You thought you were nervous before but seeing Seulgi took your butterflies to the next level, why? You had a massive crush on Seulgi throughout all of high school. 

Kang Seulgi. The girl of everyone’s dreams. She was dorky but fun. Kind and caring but you do have to admit she was a bit of a clutz. You took plenty of similar classes as her since you were a smart kid. 

As Seulgi keeps looking at you, a look of surprise hits her as she begins to gasp. 

“Wait, weren't you the kid who always sat in the back of the class? You were a year younger and took harder courses than more students.”

“Um yeah, that was me.” 

“Oh my god, you look so different. No more glasses, as well as a different look with your clothes as well. How have you been?!”

“Oh um, I have been ok. Just been working a lot. Why don’t we just sit down first before we talk?” 

“Oh right. Silly me.” 

Sitting down gets you a bit closer to Seulgi as you can admire her face. Time has done her well as her beauty somehow increased.

“So we need to catch up but I have another meeting with a client after this. This was more to get the details of what you need and such since you already have the base payment.” 

“Oh well—“ 

You don’t even finish your sentence as you begin to think about it. People will probably recognize Seulgi so it’s best to let her know ahead of time so she can refuse to do this if she wants to.

“I- Um I need to be honest with you Seulgi. T-This is for the high school reunion I have in twelve days. I need someone to go with me and pretend to be my partner.”

“Oh wow. Well, I appreciate you telling me this ahead of time. I can still help you with that actually, I don’t mind at all.” 

Hearing those words made you happy as you now had for certain, a girl to bring to the reunion.

“Thank you so much! Is there anything else I need to do for this agreement?” 

“Well, we still have to sign the contract. Let me just pull it out and we will take care of that part of business.” 

At that time Seulgi pulled out a lengthy document from her purse and placed it on the table. Once again you can’t help but be enamored by Seulgi’s beauty. Her eyes were always something that stood out to you when she smiled it was almost as if her eyes disappeared and with the smile she is giving you right now, you can only feel joy seeing that familiar sight. 

You notice that Seulgi’s mouth is moving but you honestly are not listening, just staring. 

“New document but how long do you want the contract for?” 

“Yeah, one.” 

Looking at Seulgi the sound of talking just passed by your ears as you continued to admire her. Your brain starts to pick up Seulgi scrolling through many of the pages till she nods and pushes the documents in front of you. 

Seeing Seulgi handing you a pen, your hand just moves down to the document as you see the line to sign and do exactly that. Seulgi then signs the document as well and places it in her purse. 

“Ok Munhee. The business side is mostly done. You will get an invoice for what the payment will be. As I said I have another appointment to head to so I will come by in a few days so we can start to practice for the reunion.” 

“Y-Yeah. Sounds good, thank you.” 

At that time Seulgi stands up and gives you a quick bow. With a bow back you walk Seulgi to the door as she walks out into the street.

“Probably be here in three days. I will call and let you know ahead of time, ok?” 

“Ok.” 

“It was good to see you Munhee. Have a good rest of your night.” 

“You too.” 

With your goodbyes said, Seulgi walks down the street a bit into a car and drives off. Going back to your living room you can’t believe it’s Seulgi who is going to pretend to be your girlfriend. Maybe luck is on your side now in life, but now you need to just wait three days until you see her again. 

As the three days finally pass you find yourself having a day off, just relaxing at home. Nothing beats the feeling of relaxing in your bed after sleeping in. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. 

Well so much for relaxing in bed for a while longer. Putting on your slippers you made your way to the front door as a slight knock started again. Opening the door you are met with a man who holds out a document. 

“Hi, I’m dropping off your invoice. The payment will appear on your card in a few seconds. Have a good day.” 

“Thank you.” 

Closing the door, you begin to walk back towards your living room as you open the document. Your eyes shoot open as you look at the price. 

KNOCK KNOCK KNO—

That third knock didn’t even get to be completed as you swung the door open quickly. Right in front of you was Seulgi, with a look of panic on her face as well. 

“We need to talk now!” 

With a push, Seulgi made her way into your home running towards the kitchen. The sound of your fridge opening gets your attention as you run in that direction. The sight of Seulgi chugging down a beer catches your attention as she puts down the bottle and pops open another. 

“Seulgi, what the fuck was that hundred thousand dollar bill?” 

A look of worry shows up on her face. Just as you are about to ask again, a yell hits your ears. 

“I FUCKED UP!” 

Confusion strikes at how panicked she looks at you. The anger you felt earlier is gone as you are just now concerned about your old classmate. 

“Hey, Seulgi. Calm down and just talk to me. What do you mean it’s your fault?” 

After taking a deep breath Seulgi looks at you and puts her purse on the table. Out of her purse emerges the document you signed a few days ago. 

“This is all my fault and I’m so sorry. Look at the document you signed.” 

As she pushes the forms towards you, your eyes shoot wide open reading the words on the top.

“What?”

“I’m sorry!”

The only thing running through your mind right now was those two words on top, Marriage agreement. 

“S-Seulgi what is this?” 

“It’s what you read, a marriage agreement.” 

Pulling out the chair from the kitchen table you take a seat as Seulgi takes one as well. 

“I think I need a lot more information, Seulgi.” 

With a sigh, Seulgi begins to explain. 

“Well ok, the morning when I was at the head office I spilled my coffee all over myself and needed to change quickly so I ran to the restroom. After I changed, they handed out our clients and documents for the day and grabbed whatever was in front of me as I was already running late due to the coffee mishap. Turns out I grabbed the wrong agreement.”

“Well- I mean I guess that could happen to anyone but that still doesn’t explain what I signed. It’s just an agreement so we can-“

“It’s not just an agreement. These agreements also work as marriage certificates and when our company CEO signs off on it the two parties who signed are married.” 

“Oh so, WAIT WE ARE MARRIED THEN?” 

A nod from Seulgi confirms your statement. Sure being married to Seulgi doesn’t sound bad at all but you can only imagine how she might feel right now. 

“So what do we do now? How can we break the agreement?” 

“Um, that’s the thing. You signed the document so fast and I had never done this with a client before so I didn’t know the clause to break this contract. Go to page two, at the bottom.” 

“Dear lord.” 

Those words just left your mouth before you even saw the terms but Turning over the page nearly made you faint. 

“TEN MILLION DOLLARS?” 

“The terms say it’s a hundred times the price you have to pay. Normally billionaires are the ones who do these kinds of agreements, that’s why it’s so expensive.” 

Sure you had money in the bank being wealthy but you weren’t reaching double digits millions in your savings yet. 

“I don’t have that much money.” 

After you think for a bit you smile and look up towards Seulgi. 

“Hey but this was only for one night you have to pretend to be my girlfriend, well I guess wife now but once the reunion is over our marriage can end.” 

“Go back to page one. Go under the term length.” 

Going back to page one the number one could clearly be seen but it wasn’t for one day. 

“One year?” 

“Turns out these agreements have a minimum of one year so when I put one they assumed it was a year.” 

Everything was just overwhelming at this point. What can you even do now? The choice is obvious right now. Standing up you head to the fridge and pull out 3 packs of beer. Without even saying anything you walk over to the living room and sit down on your couch. Somehow Seulgi even knew what you intended as she got up from her seat and joined you on the couch. 

Grabbing a bottle of beer you take your bottle opener and crack it open. Handing the opener to Seulgi she grabs another beer and cracks it open as well. 

Time somehow passes as a couple of beer bottles can be seen empty and on the living room table. Both you and Seulgi seem a bit drunk but able to have a conversation still. 

“Seulgi. I’m so sorry I got you in this situation. I should have looked at what I signed.” 

“No, I should have looked at what I handed you beforehand. I mean this is my job and I messed this up so bad.” 

Silence fills the room as you both are just in thought. 

It might be the alcohol talking but some words just leave your mouth. 

“I guess we can just be married for a year.” 

Seulgi looks at you surprised and a bit confused but you proceed to keep rambling. 

“We are stuck in this situation but you can just take a year off from working at that company. You can stay here with me since I have a spare room and we can just be like roommates. You still help me on the reunion and you can still get paid for this job.” 

At that moment your “wife” seems to be deep in thought but smiles at you. 

“You know what. Fuck it. Let’s do this.” 

It’s quite shocking that she agreed to this so quickly but you are a bit happy. 

“Ok then. I guess we should get to know each other more these next few days, Seulgi. I can take you to go pick some of your stuff up tomorrow ok?” 

“Ok, that sounds good. For now, let’s just drink these beers and relax after this stressful day we had.” 

All you could do is a nod in agreement as the two of you drink as many beers as your bodies can handle, slowly falling asleep on the couch. 

The next day comes as the loud blaring from your alarm causes you to open your eyes. Pressing the snooze button on your phone, your arms wrap around the soft item in front of you. You couldn’t help but notice it was really warm. Funny enough you begin to feel a pair of arms wrap around you and hold you closer as well. It was a great feeling. Well, it was until you were confused about what you were feeling. 

As you open your eyes they begin to slowly adjust to the light as you notice a figure holding on to you. With a slight headache, you finally remember the night before which was just filled with drinking. The sound of a small grunt gets your attention as Seulgi begins to wake up. Moving your hands quickly, Seulgi feels a bit of a commotion which causes her to shoot her eyes wide open. 

“Um, good morning.” 

“O-Oh, good morning Munhee.” 

Pulling back from the embrace she had on you, Seulgi begins to stand up as she begins to feel the hangover from drinking so much. Reaching for your side table you pull out a bottle of pills for the headache. Grabbing a few pills you throw them into your mouth and then hand the bottle to Seulgi. 

Walking to the kitchen you pull out a bottle of water from the fridge and take down the pills. Grabbing another bottle you hand it to Seulgi as she takes her pills as well. 

“I have spare toiletries in the room you're gonna be staying in. I’ll put on a fresh pot of coffee in the meantime.” 

“Sounds good, thank you.” 

Giving Seulgi a nod she makes her way to her new room as you pull out your coffee and put it in the brewer. The sound of coffee being made lets you know it’s time to freshen up as you head to your room. After you do your morning routine, your legs bring you back to the kitchen and see Seulgi already drinking her cup of coffee. 

“I just poured your cup. I hope you don’t mind that I started without you.”

“No no. I guess this is your home now so you should never feel sorry about doing anything here.” 

“Right, my home now. Munhee, are you sure you are ok with all of this? I know we said it was fine but we were kinda drunk when we agreed.” 

“Seulgi. I am one hundred percent sure about this. Plus this can be a bit of a break from that job of yours. Just help me with the reunion and you can just hang out here for a year.” 

“I mean if you are sure about this then ok. I really could use a break from this job after a bit.” 

You wanted to know more but you weren’t gonna push any further about why she felt like that. Either way, you could assume why. 

“I guess we should get you moved in today then. I have nothing to do today so let’s go get your things from your apartment.” 

“O-Oh there is no need for that. I-I can go get my stuff alone!”

“Nonsense. Let’s go right now!” 

Happy to be able to help your Wife, you stood up and grabbed Seulgi excitedly. Jumping in your car you can’t help but notice the slight hesitation as she gets in. Once Seulgi sits down in the car you begin to back out of your driveway and cruise a bit on the street. 

“Just enter your address on my GPS.” 

Again with a bit of hesitation, Seulgi follows what you say and enters her address in the car GPS. Once the directions begin you just follow what the car told you. The car ride is just filled with silence as you just focus on driving. Another twenty minutes pass as you finally arrive in front of a small home.

Stepping out of your vehicle you see Seulgi is already walking towards her front door so you follow. As you two finally get in front of the door you feel a hand grab your arm. 

“Just wait out here and I will come out with some boxes for you to help me with, ok?” 

“I don’t mind go-“ 

“Thanks, just wait here!” 

You didn’t even get to try To ask again as Seulgi unlocked her door and slammed it right in your face. 

“Well, I guess I will just wait.” 

To pass the time you pull out your phone and begin to go over a few emails from work to see how it’s going in the office today. As you are about to open your next email a large bang hits your ears, coming from inside Seulgi’s home. Worry fills your mind as you grab the door handle and rush in. 

Looking around you can’t help but notice it’s a bit of a rundown apartment. It honestly reminded you of your home growing up. Yes, run down a bit but still looks comfy. Seeing Seulgi on the floor you rush over and see she is picking up something that broke. 

“Seulgi, are you alright?” 

“I’m fine, my lamp fell over and broke.” 

A bit of red is on the floor as you see Seulgi cut her finger on the shards. Running over to the kitchen you grab some paper towels and happen to notice a first aid kit sitting on the kitchen table. Grabbing it you rush back over to Seulgi who is picking up the shards with a cardboard box. 

“Show me your hand.” 

“Oh it’s nothing, please don’t worry.” 

“You are bleeding. Of course, I’m gonna worry so please show me your hand.” 

As Seulgi looks at you she sees you are quite worried so she complied and gave you her hand. With one hand you held the back of hers and with another, you opened the first aid kit. From the looks of it, the supplies were running a bit low but everything you needed was there. 

“Ok, I’m gonna clean it with a disinfectant wipe.” 

Opening the wipe you bring it closer to her cut and begin to clean it. 

“Aish that stings.” 

“Something I think we can all relate to. There I’m all done with the wipe now I’ll just put a bandage on it.” 

Grabbing the bandage you open the package and put it over her cut that wasn’t so bad after it got cleaned. 

“I’m guessing you cut yourself often. The first aid kit seems like it’s well used.” 

“I’m not sure you remember but if that Agreement story tells you anything it’s that I’m very clumsy.” 

“Well, I think it’s a very cute quality on yourself.” 

A small blush appears on Seulgi’s face as you wonder how you were able to say that without stuttering. 

“Thank you.” 

After you finish bandaging up her hand, you help Seulgi stand up and then take a look around her living room. 

“This is why I didn’t want you to come in. I know this is a shitty little home compared to the one you own.” 

“Do you think I’m stuck up? Seulgi, remember how I came to school? Old clothes that were ripping, everyone made fun of me for it. I would never judge someone for how their home looks or how much money they have.” 

With a smile, Seulgi wraps you in her arms as you return her embrace. After a minute you pull back from the hug and see Seulgi’s watery eyes. 

“How about we finish packing and then go get something to eat? 

Once you receive a nod from her, the two of you continue to pack her things and load them into your vehicle. Seulgi now seems much more relaxed as the two of you drive into the city. 

“Any idea what you want to eat?” 

Let’s just pick up some fast food and go back home with it. I still need to unpack all my things.” 

“Sounds good” 

Driving to the nearest McDonald’s, you make your way to the drive-thru and order a variety of different items. After paying and grabbing your items you continue your journey back home, finally pulling into your driveway. 

“Ok, the passcode to enter is 7524. You can bring the food into the kitchen and then you help me bring in the boxes.” 

“Got it!” 

Picking up the food, Seulgi makes her way over to your front door and inputs the passcode, opening the door. As she heads in, you manage to grab two of the five boxes and head towards the front door. At that time Seulgi comes back out and heads to the car to grab boxes. After dropping off the boxes in her room Suelig enters and does the same. With one last trip, you get the final box and place it in her room. 

“Well with that out of the way, LETS EAT!” 

A cheer from Seulgi lets you know she’s on board with that. Arriving at the kitchen table, you both sit down and begin to pull out all the different food you ordered. The sound of crunching is all that can be heard from the crispy fries you got. Maybe this is a good time to talk about the reunion. 

“Seulgi. Maybe we should get information on each other so we can prepare for the reunion.” 

“Oh yeah, that’s fine. I guess I will start talking about myself if you don’t mind.” 

“Go ahead.” 

“Well, this will be my cover-up story. Went to Seoul university and graduated as a business major and now work in a bank in the city.” 

“Ok well, I went to A smaller college in the city just called Royal university. Unlike its name, it was a small and rundown building. It wasn’t the best but I managed to get my degree in graphic design. After school ended some of my professors who had connections to the tech industry showed off some of my work to a major tech company and they hired me because of their recommendation. With a bit of time, I made my way as one of the head supervisors in the company for the design division. That’s all that has happened to me in those years. I’ve been rambling a lot right? I’m sorry for the information overload.” 

“No no. The more information the better. I have such a basic story because when we meet with our former classmates it’s all gonna be about you. I want to keep the focus on you and how you are doing in life.” 

“Oh ok. Then how did we meet since we weren’t at the same college?” 

“Easy, you walked into my bank to do some business. We recognized each other and decided to catch up as I was just about to get off work. Then we go with the typical butterflies filling both of our stomachs and you asked me on a date. After a year and a half of dating, we decided to move to the next step and got married at a courthouse. That will help explain if people ask for wedding photos.” 

“Wow, for not doing the whole marriage agreement thing before you are pretty good at it.” 

“Well, it’s the same when people ask for you to pretend to be their girlfriend. You need to come up with a story.” 

“I see. So now that we got the big information out of the way I’m curious, how did you get into this line of work.” 

The smile Seulgi had before disappeared as she looked down. 

“It all started with the death of my parents, a car accident.” 

“I’m so sorry.” 

“It’s ok. With the passing of my parents, I no longer had someone to pay for my college tuition. I had never gone for scholarships and such so I had to drop out. With time I lost the house and everything else. Desperate for money I went looking for jobs in all places but most people didn’t want to hire a college dropout.” 

“The world can be so stupid like that. There are plenty of hard-working people willing to learn if you just let them.” 

“Yeah, I know. As time went by I was looking for any source of income and one day I ran into an old school senior. Do you remember Irene?” 

“Yeah, I do actually. Kinda short but had quite the temper?” 

“Yep, that's her. Turns out she had a friend who ran the company that I’m at now. When she told me about what I would be doing I was weirded out but needed money. With hesitation, I went to the company and joined. Sure the pay wasn’t the best but enough to be able to start my life again. Time went by and I finally got a raise so we are getting there but still not a lot.” 

“I see. I’m so sorry all this happened to you. Life can be a juggle. You never really know where you will end up later on in life.” 

“Yeah. And listen I just want to say I’m grateful for you taking care of me for a year. I promise I’m gonna help take care of the home and such when you go to work. I guess I’ll be a good housewife.” 

“You don’t need to call yourself a housewife, Seulgi.”

“Well, we are married so that’s what I am. Also, I think we should get used to calling each other husband and wife and maybe some nicknames.” 

“Oh um sure s-sweetie.” 

The blush on her face becomes apparent as she smiles back at you. 

“Sure h-honey.” 

Continuing to eat your meal the two of you finally finished your lunch. Out of nowhere, a thought comes to mind about something you both need.

“We forgot rings.” 

Seulgi’s eyes shoot open as she runs to you. 

“We need to go get rings. Screw unpacking, let's go!”

Knowing this is important, you left all the trash on your table and ran out to your car. Hoping in, you both made it downtown to the nearest jewelry store. Stepping out of the car, Seulgi runs up to you and grabs your hand. 

“Um, I thought we were gonna get cheap fake rings?” 

“Oh no. I’m getting my wife a proper ring, now let's go.” 

Pulling Seulgi, you enter the jewelry store and are quickly met with an employee. 

“Hi, I’m Joy. Can I help you two?” 

“Yes my wife and I got married at a courthouse but we were so happy about it that we forgot to buy rings. Could you help us get our rings?” 

“Oh of course! Congratulations first of all. Now for your wife, is there anything specific you want to give her as the ring itself? The band after will just be matching with your own.” 

“Well, my wife doesn’t like big flashy things so something with a simplistic design would be great.” 

You knew Seulgi would hate it if you got her a big flash ring from just that conversation outside so you figured just something to clearly state she was taken. 

“I have the perfect ring for you. It’s a brand new ring that we just got. Follow me.” 

Making your way over to a counter, Joy then gets behind the employee area and pulls out a ring, and puts it on the display case. 

“As you can see it’s a nice silver band around with a big diamond on top. At both sides of the band, you find two smaller gems, making it look a bit different than other rings yet keeping a simplistic design.” 

“May she try it on?” 

“Of course!” 

Picking up the ring, Seulgi then raises her hand as you put the ring on her wedding finger. It must have been destiny as the ring was a perfect fit. 

“What do you think, s-sweetie?” 

“It’s perfect. It’s just perfect.” 

“Yeah, I think this will be good. Could we just get some matching silver bands joy?” 

“Certainly.” 

Ten minutes pass as you get your ring size taken and find the perfect pair of bands. After paying three thousand dollars for all the rings, you say your thanks to joy and head back to your car wearing the new accessories. 

“Thank you for the beautiful ring. I know it was expensive but it means a lot.” 

“I told you I would take care of you and I will. Plus it’s an important part of the story. It might take a bit of getting used to wearing but I’m sure it will become normal.” 

“Yeah, I’m sure too. Now let’s head home so I can unpack.” 

“Sounds good Seul.” 

You take a glance at Seulgi to see if she’s ok with you calling her that famous smile of hers to let you know it’s fine. 

A couple of days passed as you currently found yourself at work. Sitting down in the break room you pull out your lunch, ready to eat the basic sandwich you always pack but you are hit with a surprise. Inside your lunch box are little containers with rice and a variety of foods. 

“What the. I didn’t pack all this.” 

Inside the containers was a little note. As you pick it up you can see what is written on it. 

I packed you lunch honey. Enjoy! From S

A smile fills your face seeing the effort Seulgi went through. 

“Who’s S?” 

The sudden voice you hear from behind causes you to jump in your seat. Looking over your shoulder you see it’s Wendy. As you hide the note Wendy begins to pull out all of the things from your lunch box. 

“What the hell? Where did all of this come from? Where is your plain sandwich you always eat?” 

“Ok, why are you pulling my lunch out? And second, it’s none of your business.” 

A shooting pain goes throughout your body as you feel Wendy pull on your ear. 

“Yah! Respect your noona and tell me who packed this for you!”

“Ok ok ok Seulgi!” 

A sense of relief hits you as Wendy lets go of your ear, but the loud yell that leaves her mouth makes you jump once again. 

“Seulgi? I only know of one Seulgi and it’s my old friend from high school who you had a massive crush on.” 

“Ok, so when the girl I hired on the website came to my home it was Seulgi.” 

“Holy shit! That’s crazy. So she’s gonna be your girlfriend at the reunion?” 

“Noona this story just gets crazier. Do you remember how much of a klutz Seulgi is? Well, she brought the wrong documents to sign at our meeting and we accidentally got married.” 

“MARRIED!?” 

“Thank god I take a late lunch. Yes, we got married. Long story short it’s for a year and she is staying with me at my home. Once the year is up we will part ways.” 

The room fills with silence for a minute until Wendy speaks up again. 

“That's a lot to take in but are you gonna let her go after a year? I’m one hundred percent sure you will fall deeper in love with her than before.” 

“Yeah well, I can’t force her to stay with me after a year. I’m just gonna enjoy my time with her. She’s been great to get to know more.” 

“I just don’t want to see you get hurt but I trust you. And who knows? Maybe she ends up falling for you as well.” 

“That’s very unlikely but thanks for the support. Now let’s eat, I’m starving.” 

Opening your lunch, you begin to take small bites out of your food. You can’t help but admire how delicious Your wife’s food is. After eating your food and enjoying your small chats with Wendy you returned to work, slowly closing in on your reunion. 

The next few days go by as you continue to bond with Seulgi. It’s almost as if you two were meant to find each other later in life with how much you enjoy each other’s time. 

JULY 3rd

It’s finally the night of your high school reunion. Nervous is the only term you can use to describe how you’re feeling currently. With a quick motion, you put on your suit jacket and stand in front of the mirror. Trying to keep a more cool look you decided not to put on a tie, but still have a suit to look professional.

Happy with your look, you walk out of your room and get to Seulgi’s door. 

“Knock knock knock

“Hey Seul, are you almost ready?” 

“Yeah Munhee! Just wait in the living room and I’ll be out in a minute.” 

“Ok”

Heading to the living room, you begin to go over everything you have learned about Seulgi so you won’t mess up tonight. A squeak from a door gets your attention as you look down the hallway. A figure gets closer and closer as you are met with the beauty that is Seulgi.

The top part of her dress was a white color, with a small hole near the bottom of her cleavage. The bottom of her dress was a solid black. It was a bit short but helped show off her smooth legs. 

You couldn’t say anything seeing how beautiful Seulgi was. 

“So what do you think? I hope you like it.” 

“A-Are you kidding me? I don’t think I have ever seen a more beautiful woman in my life.” 

With a smile and blush on her face, Seulgi gets closer to you and begins to fix up your suit a bit. 

“Thank you, Honey. I guess we should get going. We don’t want to be late do we?” 

“No, we don’t s-sweetie. After you please.” 

Following behind Seulgi you exit your home and get into your vehicle. The entire ride was spent with the two of you going over information about each other and your backstory. A good twenty-five minutes pass as you finally arrive at your former school. The parking lot can be seen filled with the vehicles of former students, ready for their reunion. 

Parking your car, you turn off the engine and step out. Running to the passenger door, your hand pulls on the handle and opens it. Extending out your hand, Seulgi grabs it and steps out with your assistance. 

“Thank you, honey. Are you ready?” 

“I mean as ready as anyone can be heading to their high school reunion. Standing near the school is causing my heart to race. I guess I’m just wondering if I can do this.” 

“Munhee. We have been practicing for this moment for the past few days. Not only that but you are an amazing person whose life has turned out great. Don’t be nervous. I’m here with you.” 

Hearing Seulgi say she’s with you helps the nerves in your stomach relax a bit. Guess it’s time to head in. With a nod towards Seulgi, you extend your arm as Seulgi hooks her own with it. 

The walk to the front door of the school feels like it took an hour, but in reality, it was only a minute. The doors to the school were wide open as the two of you stepped through. The faint echo of music is the first thing you pick up, along with the yellow and blue drawings on the walls. It’s five years later and this place does look the same. 

“I guess this place doesn’t change huh?” 

“You must have read my mind. I was thinking the same thing.” 

Seeing a small table with a woman waiting, the two of you made your way over. 

“Hi, welcome to the reunion for the alumni of the year 2017. May I know your name to check you in?” 

“Yes, my name is Gal Munhee.” 

“Gal Munhee.” 

Looking down at her Clipboard, the woman the. Nods her head and looks back up at you. 

“Ok, I found you on the list. You can make your way to the Gymnasium where the event will be held. I hope you enjoy yourself.” 

“Thank you.” 

With a quick bow, you commence your walk over to the gym. Each step closer and closer causes you to shake a bit. Can you do this? That question got a quick answer as you felt a hand grab your own. 

“You got this. I’m here with you ok?” 

Those words helped as you stepped closer and closer. With one quick motion, you open the door as the loud music hits your ears. Walking inside shows you the gym filled with balloons and decorations all around. 

Despite the loud music, the sound of laughter and chatter is apparent as you see all of your former classmates just interacting. After a few moments, you begin to feel some stares toward you and your wife. Not wanting to be rude you looked around and gave everyone who was staring at you a quick nod as you got to your seat. 

The name tag sitting on the table helped you recognize where you needed to sit, so you did exactly that. As the two of you sit down you can’t help but look around the table and see who else is going to be sitting with you. Most of the names were people who had just seen in passing, but one stood out. 

From behind, you heard the sound of the voice of the person you were most nervous to see. You didn’t even bother to turn around as a figure stood right next to you. 

Looking forwards, you saw the rest of the people sitting at your table take their seats as the figure just stood next to you.

“Gal Munhee. Where have I heard that name before?” 

You know you can’t delay it any longer so you stood up and faced the man. Hwan Minsu was your main tormentor throughout all of high school. 

“Minsu. How are you?” 

“I’m sorry I just don’t seem to remember who you are.” 

“Well, maybe it’s the fact I don’t have glasses anymore. I’m also taller than before. I don’t know if you sure knew who I was years ago in Ms. Kim’s math class.” 

At that moment your former bully’s eyes shoot wide open as he begins to laugh. 

“Now I remember you. The dorky kid who always had harder classes. We somehow had a math class together, not sure how but yeah I remember you. Guys, don’t you all remember my doormat?” 

Hearing the term doormat caused the people at the table to all nod as they began to remember you through that name. 

“Yeah, that was me.” 

“Well, you sure look different. What happened to the dorky look? It suited you.” 

Anger was the main sentiment you felt as you said that. You could almost punch this man here and now. 

“I grew out of it.” 

“Yah Minsu. That's enough. I’m sorry Munhee, my name is Heejin and I am Minsu’s wife.” 

As Heejin extended her arm, you extended your own and shook it. The sound of a chair squeaking gets your attention as a figure stands next to you. The smell that hits your nose helps you recognize your wife. 

“Hi there Heejin, I’m Munhee’s wife Seulgi.” 

It isn’t till Seulgi said her name that the whole table recognizes her now. 

“What? Kang Seulgi? Our senior? How did you end up with him?” 

A scowl starts to form on your wife’s mouth as she hears Minsu’s question. All around the sound of murmurs begins as they all begin to recognize you and Seulgi. 

“Why don’t we all sit down and talk about how it’s been for each other?” 

“That sounds fantastic. Let’s sit Minsu.” 

Sitting down the whole table faces you, ready to hear your story.

“Well, Seulgi and I ended up meeting at her workplace. She works at a bank where I went to do business. She ended up helping me as her last customer of the day but something just sparked at that moment. I asked her to go get a coffee since her shift was done and she said yes. A year and a half later we ended up getting married.” 

“Awe, that's so sweet!” 

You give a quick smile towards Heejin who has been very nice to you so far. 

“Let’s see a wedding photo.” 

Hearing that question so aggressively from Minsu made you nervous but Seulgi responded quickly. 

“We got married at a courthouse. We didn’t want anything extravagant so we just did it there.” 

A small whisper from the other end of the table gets your attention but you can hear what the guy said. 

“Probably too broke to even afford a wedding.” 

You give the man an angry look as you begin to speak again. 

“No, I'm not broke. We just didn’t want a big wedding.” 

“My dear husband is one of the head directors of the graphic design team at the top tech company in the country.” 

A look of shock hits all of the people at the table as they hear where you work. 

“One million a year is pretty good. If I say so myself.” 

Most of the men at the table suddenly look down embarrassed. If they are gonna try to embarrass you, you will do it back to them. The only man at the table who didn’t even react to the amount you made was Minsu. 

“Not bad but I make nearly ten a year.” 

He had you beat on how much your annual income but you still managed to show off how well you are in life so far. 

A sudden screech from the speakers gets everyone's attention as someone stands on the stage. 

“Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Seoul Regional high reunion for the alumni of 2017!” 

Claps and cheers fill the room as the woman on stage waits. 

“If you don’t remember me my name is Hasuel and I was your student body president for all four years. On behalf of the school and faculty, we are all honored to have you return to the school and meet up with all of your friends.” 

Huh, friends. That’s really funny. 

“Now we need to have a big round of applause for a certain someone who helped make this whole event happen. Mr. Hwan Minsu!” 

The cheers this time are very apparent but the most noise comes from all of his former friends scattered around the gym. 

“Mr. Hwan paid for all the food for this event as well as a DJ so you can dance your hearts out, so please make sure to say your thanks. Now all of your meals will be handed out to all of you so please just hold on a bit and get ready to fill your belly!” 

Almost like it was timed, the room fills with waiters who bring food to all of the tables. It only takes three minutes for every person to receive a plate of food. A whole lobster was on the plate with various sides to complement the shellfish. 

The sound of cracking becomes apparent as the entire place begins to dig into their lobsters. Following everyone’s lead, you begin to eat your food, enjoying the various flavors from the shellfish and sides. 

As delicious as the food was, you almost had the entire meal ruined just hearing Minsu brag to every person who came to talk to him. A sour look was apparent on your face until you felt a like on your cheek. As you look at Seulgi, your face relaxed and showed how happy you were to just be in her presence. 

“Yeah he’s bragging a lot but you still managed to show that you have a wife and a nice life. That is all you needed to do to show you are ahead and happy with your life. Ignore all his talk.”

“Thank you, sweetie.” 

At that time a tap on the mic got everyone's attention as Hasuel stood back on the stage. 

“I hope you all enjoyed your meals. Now we figured it would be a fun little game to see how everyone is doing after high school so we will do almost like superlatives segments. I will say raise your hand if you have kids already and other things like that and then we will come over and you will talk about it a bit, ok?” 

With a nod from the crowd, Hasuel began to ask various questions, ranging from if you had children to if you were still in school. You hadn’t heard a question that applied to your own life so you just sat there until finally, it was your turn. 

“Who here married their high school crush?” 

You had no intention of standing up until you heard a yell next to you. Looking to the side you see it’s from Minsu. 

“He did! The guy right next to me!.” 

If you were a turtle you would have jumped into your shell at that moment. You had no time to react as a microphone was put in your hand and you had to speak. 

“Well then. Let’s hear your name first!” 

You could have sworn you were about to run away until your wife stood next to you and grabbed your hand. You could see she was a bit shocked at what she heard but she knew you needed help. Taking the mic from your hand Seulgi then steps forward and smiles. 

“Hi. My husband can be a bit shy so I guess I will share our story. His name is Gal Munhee and I am Gal Seulgi, formerly Kang Seulgi’s before we got married.” 

Everyone seemed shocked when they heard Seulgi’s name as they instantly recognized her. 

“Wasn’t she the girl who didn’t date anyone? 

“Everyone would always confess to her and she rejected them.” 

Wait. Wasn’t Gal Munhee the loser who had no friends? How did he marry her?” 

You could almost swear you saw a hint of anger in Seulgi’s eyes as she heard some of the statements. 

“Me and my dear husband met again at the bank I work at when he was my last client. He asked me for coffee after our business was concluded and I saw how nice and good-looking he was so I said yes. A year and a half later we got married and have been together ever since.” 

“Awe, that's so sweet! I’m glad the two of you ended up with each other then. Thank you for your response on behalf of your husband. Now onto the next statement.” 

You couldn’t even hear what the next question/statement was as you felt so embarrassed that Seulgi now knows you liked her in high school. Minsu must have remembered how nervous you were around her always and how you looked at her. 

You couldn’t even face Seulgi right now. So without saying anything you stood up and ran out of the gym. The faint sound of clicking could be heard behind you but the faster you ran, the less you heard it. 

Your legs almost by instinct brought you to the library, your safe place back in your school days. Sitting down in your corner brought back all the memories of things you felt through your years here. They may have been shitty but they helped you become who you are today. 

A few minutes passed as the silence heard through the library was interrupted but the sound of a door closing. 

“Munhee!? Are you in here?” 

You could already recognize Seulgi’s voice but you didn’t want to embarrass yourself even more as you just sat in silence. Seulgi’s calls for you continued from various parts of the library. Soon she started to her closer and closer, and just as she was near you the door closed once again. 

“Munhee? Is that you?”

The sound of running was heard as Seulgi made her way towards the door, but a sound you didn’t want to hear hit your ears. 

“Ah, I was wondering where you went to Seulgi.” 

“Oh, Minsu. I’m just looking for my husband.” 

 "I see. I mean you should just leave him alone for now. He seemed embarrassed just like when something happened in this place.” 

“Well, you didn’t need to shout out for people to hear he had a crush on me before.” 

“Oh come on! He shouldn’t care about that. Plus when he has a smoking hot wife like you, I would be glad to flaunt you to my classmates.” 

Standing up from your spot you began to sneak closer to the voices and see Seulgi and Minsu near the entrance of the library. 

“You know Seulgi. I asked you out back In our school days but you said no. Do you ever imagine what could have happened between us if you had said yes?” 

“No, and I don’t care at all. I just want to find my husband so please leave me alone.” 

Just as Seulgi tried to push her way through the door, Minsu grabbed her arm. 

“Come on Seulgi. Why don’t you stay here with me instead? Your husband isn’t here and my wife isn’t here. Let’s have a little fun.” 

“Let go of me!” 

You aren’t even sure when your legs started moving but before you knew it, your fist hit Minsu’s face. As Minsu hit the ground, you checked on your wife and she seemed a bit surprised to see you.” 

“Seulgi? Are you ok?” 

“Um yeah. Thank you Munhee.” 

“You piece of shit!” 

A hit to the stomach Made you fall back as Minsu stood in front of you pissed off. 

“Looks like I’m still gonna need to teach a nerd a lesson years later.” 

Hearing him talk to you like that should have made you scared but when he hurts the girl you love, you planned on making sure to fight him properly. 

Attempting to stand up, you are quickly tackled to the ground by Minsu as he raises his fist to hit you across the face. Unlike your younger years, you aren’t sédenles anymore so you brought your hands up and blocked the hit. Rolling your body to the side you raised your hand and returned the punch to the gut you got from him earlier. Taking advantage of this you proceeded to punch Minsu in the face, leaving him bruised. 

At that time you heard the door open and footsteps near you but you wanted to keep hitting him Before you could get another hit off you felt a hand grab your own. 

“Munhee, I'm ok. Please stop. His wife is here watching.” 

One glance to the side showed you Heejin, standing there watching. You didn’t want her to see her Husband get hit so you got off him and stood up. 

“I’m sorry Heejin he-“ 

“Oh no I heard everything. I followed behind him when he said he was gonna go looking for you. I heard all of what he said to your wife and put his hands on her. I would have let you hit him more for trying to cheat on me. But hey I got some interesting information for you to hear. Minsu is broke. His family made a risky business move and they lost everything. He just borrowed a shit ton of money from old friends to try to show off. You are doing better in life than him. Be proud of that Munhee.” 

You honestly did feel proud as you heard how he ended up after high school

“Now go ahead. I’ll look after this idiot. I’m sorry he put his hands on you Seulgi.” 

“No no, it’s ok. I think we are gonna head home now. I left you my number so if you ever need to chat just call me.” 

With a nod, Heejin made her way over to her husband who was just laying there embarrassed of what just happened to him. 

“Let’s go home, Munhee. I think we need to talk.”

“Y-Yeah let’s go.” 

Following behind your wife you both made your way back to the parking lot and walked to your car. Pulling out your keys you were ready to drive until Seulgi stole the keys from your hand. 

“I’m driving. Get in the passenger seat.”

You weren’t about to argue with her so you just compiled and got in the seat. The drive back home was just silent. All you were doing is going over in your head how Seulgi would hate you for being so aggressive and keep a secret about how you liked her before you even got married. Maybe she will think you planned on getting her stuck with you when you signed the agreement. 

The sound of the engine turning off gets your attention as you see you are in front of your home. 

“Come on. Let’s go treat that bruise on your knuckles.” 

The pain through your hand was starting to show as you winced when she touched it. Walking inside your home you saw Seulgi point at the living room, so you went to wait there. A minute passes and Your wife walks in with an ice pack and some sort of cream. 

“Being a klutz I have had my fair share of bruises and trust me when I say this freak works miracles.” 

Sitting down at your side, Seulgi then grabs your hand and begins to apply the cream. You wince a bit at the feeling but relax a bit as time passes. Once your hand has the cream applied, Seulgi then puts the ice pack on top and lets it rest for a bit. 

Awkwardness could be felt between the two of you until you both speak at the same time. Noticing this, you both laugh a bit until You feel confident enough to talk to her. 

“Seul. I’m sorry you had to see me like that. I’m not sure what came over me.” 

“To be honest it was a bit scary seeing you be so mad but at the same time, you helped me get out of a dangerous situation. Sure you went a bit overboard but all I can do is thank you for helping me.” 

A sense of relief hits your body as you hear Seulgi isn’t scared of you. 

“So how long was your crush on me?” 

There was the other part of the conversation you knew was coming. Better to just be honest. 

“About two and a half years. When we first met in your chemistry class.” 

“I don’t remember much from that time. All I did was focus on my studies to make my parents proud. I’m sorry about that.” 

“No, don't be. I was just the kid in the back who just admired you from afar. The more I saw how kind you were to others and such the more I fell for you.” 

A smile forms on Seulgi’s face as she moves a bit closer to you. 

“While we are on the matter of admiring I need to confess that’s what I have been doing for the past few weeks. You are doing so well in life but you don’t want to show off. The only time you did was to the classmates who treated you badly and no one can argue with wanting to do that. Here I am a broke girl who has done nothing with her life but you still took care of me like I was your wife. I couldn’t help but start to fall for you myself.” 

Hearing that Seulgi started to like you as well made your heart nearly explode. Looking into Seulgi’s eyes you began to draw your face closer to hers. A bit nervously Seulgi got closer to you as well until your lips were just inches away. 

“Stop me if you don’t want me to.” 

The complete opposite happened as you felt Seulgi grab your shoulders and pull you in for the kiss. At first, the kiss is very tame, just on the lips. As time went by your hands reached for Your wife's waist as you picked her up from the couch. A small Yelp leaves her mouth as you begin to walk towards your bedroom. 

Walking inside you dropped Seulgi on top as she began to laugh and look at you with a lustful look. Laying down on top of Seulgi you attached your lips to hers once again, but gone was the timid guy kissing his crush. You had every intention of making her fully yours tonight. Mark her as your wife for real.

Pushing your tongue forward in the kiss, you enter her mouth and begin to wrestle with hers. Quickly you assert your dominance as she submits and lets you enjoy the confines of her mouth. 

After some time you both pull back from the kiss gasping for air, but still craving more. Your lips move to her neck as you begin to pamper it with small kisses and bites. Little moans leave Seulgi’s mouth as you continue to work down her neck.

Moving your hands down, you begin to pull up on her dress. Your beloved understanding of what you want to do raises her body as you yank the dress off of her body, leaving her in just her matching white undergarments. Your kisses continue to live down her body as you begin to pull off your jacket. 

With the help of Seulgi’s your jacket leaves your body as the air begins to hit your chest from the buttons of your shirt being undone. As the last button gets removed, you tear off your shirt and reach down for your pants. 

At an almost superhuman speed, you unbuckle your pants and begin to pull them down. Soon you are left in just your underwear, almost the same as your wife. Leaning back down to kiss Seulgi, you are met with a surprise as you get flipped on your back and Seulgi jumps on top of you. 

A smirk appears on her face as she begins to give small kisses down your chest to your waist getting closer to your underwear. With a forceful pull, Seulgi removes your remaining clothes showing your erect cock to her. You were harder than you have ever been before. The sudden sensation of a hand around your Penis causes you to twitch a bit. A giggle leaves your wife’s mouth as she looks up at you. 

“Fuck this thing is huge. To think my husband was hiding such a nice cock. Let’s see if it tastes as good as it looks.” 

A sudden flick to your tip from Seulgi’s tongue causes you to moan a bit. You are almost embarrassed at the sound that leaves your mouth but Seulgi doesn’t mind at all. A wet sensation begins to move around your length as Seulgi begins to lick up and down your dick. 

“Fuck Seulgi.” 

“Oh, that’s just the beginning.” 

You didn’t even have time to respond as you felt Your wife’s mouth around your tip. At first, all you feel is small sucks which feels great. Then the sudden sensation of you moving down her throat nearly makes you cum. Moving your hands to her head you help her keep a slow pace as she moves her mouth up and down on your cock. 

The slow pace is amazing and lets you make sure you don’t cum quickly, but Seulgi had other ideas. Soon you feel your wife bob her head on your rod faster and faster causing you to begin to shake. As Seulgi moves deeper and dapper on your cock, you know you are close to cumming. 

“Seulgi, sweetie I’m gonna cum.” 

Taking that as an invitation, Seulgi moves her head as fast as possible on your cock making your peak arrive. You couldn’t even warn her as you began to shoot your load into her mouth. Five shots of your cum quickly fill up her mouth as you finally come down from your high. Pulling your dick out of her mouth, Seulgi then opens her mouth wide and shows you the semen just in there. Closing her mouth, your wife then takes a few gulps and opens her mouth again, showing you she drank it all. 

“Fuck Seulgi. That was amazing.” 

“That cock is fucking amazing.” 

“Well you had something to eat but I think it’s time for me to eat you.” 

Laying back down on your bed, you open Seulgi’s legs and begin to give them small kisses. Your hands reach back up for her underwear this time as you pull them down. In front of you is Seulgi's nicely shaved pussy that's glistening. 

You didn’t even give It a second thought as you have her lips a sudden lick. Not that familiar with Seulgi’s body, you begin to give her pussy small licks and see how she responds. Small moans leave your wife’s mouth but you knew you needed to do more to help her achieve an orgasm. 

A large gasp leaves Seulgi’s mouth as you push two of your fingers into her pussy. In a slow motion, you begin to fuck her pussy with your fingers. Wanting to test something out you begin to build up a bit of speed and wait to see how she responds. 

“Fuck. Faster!” 

Fulfilling Seulgi’s wishes you begin to move your hand faster causing her walls to clench a bit on your fingers. Spreading apart her lips with your other hand you notice her little nub just there without any attention. You soon rectify that by licking her clit repeatedly. The moans and swearing continue to grow as the speed from both your tongue and finger continue to increase. 

Soon her walls begin to clench harder and harder around your fingers as Seulgi begins to yell. With all the energy you have left in your hand you fucked her as fast as possible until a rush of Fluids hit your face. Not wanting to waste any of her juices you begin to drink it all, enjoying the west nectar that left your wife’s body. 

Letting your wife relax a bit, you proceed to give her neck small kisses for nice again until you hear a laugh from her. 

“Fuck that was good.” 

Raising her body a bit, Seulgi then unhooked her bra and showed you her beautiful breasts. They weren’t the biggest but you loved every part of her. Without hesitation, you brought your mouth to her nipple and began to suck on it. The sound of moans filled the room once more as you aggressively sucked on her nipple. Moving your attention to her left breast you continued your assault on her nipple as she reached down for your cock, stroking you hard once more. 

As your cock begins to throb once more you feel a warm breath on your ear as Seulgi speaks up. 

“Fuck your wife’s pussy honey.” 

Those five words were the hottest thing you have ever heard and you had every intention of doing what she said. Lining your length up with her lips you begin to push your rod into her cavern slowly, meeting a bit of resistance. 

Stopping for a bit, you look at Seulgi as she gives you a nod telling you to continue. Pushing the rest of your length into her pussy, you are met with the tightest sensation you had ever felt around your shaft. 

“So tight!” 

“Look who’s talking. You’re massive. Start slowly.” 

Not wanting to hurt your wife you pulled back on your hips and pushed back into her walls slowly, letting her adjust to your length. A few minutes of this repeated motion helps Seulgi get used to your cock. 

“Harder.” 

That’s all you needed to hear as you began to move a bit faster. The repeated motion of your cock entering and exiting her pussy caused the two of you to begin to moan more and more as the speed continued. Once you felt you were at a constant speed your hand moved down to her lips as you reached for her clit. Finding it, you begin to rub it and a circular motion as you felt her walls rub your length more and more. 

Picking up speed with your hand, you rubbed her clit faster and faster until the panting from Seulgi got your attention. Known if she was close you moved your hip faster in turn with your hand on her clit. The loud yells and shaking from her body let you know your wife has reached her peak once more. 

The way her pussy was massaging your cock nearly made you cum at that moment but you had one more position you wanted to fuck Seulgi in. Unlike last time, Seulgi quickly looked at you and smiled, kissing you on the lips once more. 

“I think it’s your turn to cum honey. How do you want me?” 

You already knew how. 

“Turn around. Let me see that ass of yours.” 

With a smirk, Seulgi hopped off your dick as she got on all fours. In front of you was one of the greatest asses you had ever seen in your life, and it was yours. 

“This is such an amazing ass. You have no idea the times I admired it.” 

“Well, you can do more than admire it. Fuck me from behind.” 

In one swift motion, you shoved your length back into Seulgi’s pussy. Your wife was finally used to your cock and began to fuck herself without any warning. Both of your hands move to her waist as you grab hold of it tightly. The speed at which you began to fuck Seulgi was unnatural, but somehow you just continued. As your right hand let go of her waist you raised it and slapped her ass a bit aggressively. For a moment you were nervous it might have been too hard but as Seulgi looks back you see that deadly smirk once more, letting you know to keep on. 

The slaps on her ass continued as you thrust nonstop into her cavern. 

“FUCK. KEEP GOING!” 

Wanting to move as fast as possible you grab hold of her waist again with your right hand and increase your speed. Your orgasm is approaching, and Seulgi can tell as well. 

“I’m gonna cum! Where?” 

“In me! Let’s cum together.” 

Hearing Seulgi tells you to cum in her gave you a final boost of energy as you gave it your all; fucking her pussy with all you had left. The yell that left your wife’s mouth nearly left you deaf, but her walls trying to milk you took all your attention as you began to shoot your load into her snatch. 

You aren’t quite sure how long your peak lasted as you fell on top of your wife just breathing heavily. A few minutes pass as you look towards Seulgi and she looks toward you. The smile on her face causes you to return one. Your lips meet hers as you kiss her full of love. 

Pulling back from your kiss you just stare at Seulgi, happy. 

“Well. That was something.” 

“Yeah, it was. Do you regret it?” 

“Hell no. I had fun and the love I felt for you was just amazing.” 

“Because I do love you Seulgi. I know we have only been married for a few weeks and not because you wanted to get married to me but I plan on making you the happiest woman on earth for the rest of this year. I’m hoping that by the end of this you will want to stay with me too.” 

With a small kiss on your lips, Seulgi then rests her head on your chest. 

“I guess only time will tell but I hope I learn to love you as you love me.” 

Slowly you both begin to shut your eyes and drift off into sleep. 

One year later

It was a common day. The sun was shining and the temperature outside was just right. Currently, in a park, a couple could be seen pushing a stroller together and sitting down on a bench. 

“Munhee, Seulgi!” 

Looking to the side you saw Wendy running over with what seems to be a little plush toy. 

“Hi, Wendy. Is that for the little one?” 

“No, it’s for you. Yes, it’s for your daughter.”

Walking past the two of you, Wendy proceeds to get to eye level with your child and hand them the plushie. 

“There you go, Yerim. Just for you from your favorite aunt.” 

The sound of your daughter laughing filled your heart with joy as you looked over at your wife. The same smile that was seen on your face was on hers as well. 

“So Seulgi, Munhee. Have you guys noticed it’s been over a year now since the agreement was signed?” 

“Oh, we noticed. We just didn’t care. Not when we are happy with the little family we have now.” 

All you could do is nod with your wife’s statement as you strongly agreed with her. 

“Yeah, I figured it would end like this, and I’m happy. Anyways let’s go eat, I’m starving!” 

“Sounds good. Let’s go, sweetie.” 

“Yes, let's go honey.” 

“Gesh and I thought I could get sappy.”

Standing up from the park bench the four of you commenced your walk in search of food. 

It might have been a weird and strange situation you both got put into, but you wouldn't change anything that happened ever. 

A/N 2- So yeah i might have dragged it out a bit but i hope you enjoyed. I had a friend ask for this fic nonstop so i hope it lived it this his expectations. im not sure what i will work on next. i have to get back to work on my wattpad book but i will probbaly drop some quckies for the TSR series. Until then thank you again for reading, sorry for typos and see you next time.

#kpopsmut #redvelvetsmut #seulgismut

[bradshawssugarbaby]

Everything About You - One. (Bradley Bradshaw x OFC)

a/n: This is my first time writing an AU fic, but I was watching 13 Going on 30 and got inspired. This first part is set in the past when both characters are 13, but moving forward they'll be set during adulthood.

pairing: Bradley Bradshaw (AU) x Danielle Lucas (OFC)

content/warnings: teen bullying, Bradley being a cute, lanky teenage boy with braces, a bit of angst/hurt.

word count: 3.4k

September 19, 1997.

The buzzing energy of the middle school hallway faded into the background as Bradley Bradshaw, your steadfast friend since the age of three, bounded towards you with a wide grin that stretched from ear to ear. 

"Happy birthday, Dani!"

His tall, lean frame enveloped you in a warm hug, momentarily distracting you from the lockers that lined the hallway. Bradley's presence was a familiar comfort, a constant in your life since the days of sandbox adventures. As he let go of you, a mischievous sparkle danced in his amber eyes.

"Guess what? Your birthday surprise is at home, but I promise it's worth the wait. Tonight, it's all yours," Bradley declared, leaning casually against the lockers. His eyes held a secret, and the anticipation in the air made your birthday feel even more special.

There was an unspoken connection between you two, a friendship that spanned years, and it showed in the thoughtful glint in Bradley's eyes. He knew you like the back of his hand, and you couldn't help but wonder what surprise he had in store.

Just as Bradley finished speaking, the hallway buzzed as gaggles of teenagers made their way out of the building for the weekend, a ripple of chatter echoed around the lockers. The leader of the Elites, Alexis, sashayed into view with her entourage in tow. She looked at you with a raised eyebrow, as if your very existence puzzled her.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the dynamic duo," Alexis purred, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her designer bag. "What's this, Bradley? Another attempt to impress our little bookworm on her big day?" Her tone dripped with condescension as she spoke, her disdain for Bradley becoming more and more apparent.

Bradley shot you an apologetic look, his eyes momentarily clouded with embarrassment. You took a deep breath, squaring your shoulders. Alexis might be the queen of the social hierarchy, but she couldn't dampen the birthday glow.

"Save your commentary for someone who cares, Alexis," he retorted with a confident smile.

Alexis rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated scoff, directing her dismissive coolness toward Bradley. She quickly redirected her attention to you, her deep blue eyes adopting an almost saccharine warmth. A smirk played on her lips as she greeted you with a casual nod.

"Hey, Dani!" Alexis exclaimed, her tone transforming from disdain to faux friendliness. "I'd totally love to swing by your party tonight, but, ugh, major bummer—I'm stuck with this paper on the American Revolution. Like, Monday is legit gonna be the worst." She glanced down at her impeccably manicured nails, painted in the trendiest shade of blue, before returning her gaze to you. Her squad of fellow 13-year-old girls nodded in synchronized agreement, like a perfectly rehearsed girl band.

As a silence hung in the air, you shifted nervously on your feet, a bashful smile forming on your lips. "Um, Alexis, I... I could probably help you with that paper, you know?" you suggested, your voice soft and hesitant. The hallway momentarily fell into a hush as you made the offer, and you caught a disapproving look from Bradley, your best friend since forever. His eyes conveyed a silent plea, urging you not to get entangled in Alexis' schemes.

"Oh, Dani, that would be, like, totally amazing!" Alexis responded with a delighted grin, seemingly oblivious to the unspoken tension.

Bradley couldn't resist a sly retort, responding with a mocking tone that mimicked Alexis's faux enthusiasm. "Totally," he quipped, his eyes glinting with mischief as he gave his best impression of the popular girl's exaggerated mannerisms.

Alexis, unimpressed by Bradley's imitation, let out another scoff, narrowing her eyes at him before smoothly redirecting her attention back to you. "I forgot to tell you," she said, her lips curling upwards into a smirk, "I heard Mark wants to stop by."

At the mere mention of Mark Harrison, the atmosphere seemed to shift. Mark, the epitome of teenage allure, was the hottest guy in school. Destined to become the star quarterback for the high school football team next year, he possessed effortlessly perfect blonde hair that glinted like sunlit gold and piercing blue eyes that seemed to capture the essence of a cloudless sky. Every girl in school swooned at the thought of him. Falling for his charms and charismatic nature seemed almost inevitable, like a magnetic force drawing people in. Mark was the Leonardo DiCaprio of the school, his flawless exterior drawing everyone's attention.

In stark contrast, Bradley, often seen as the Ben Savage of the eighth grade, had a more down-to-earth appeal. His dark brown curls were a chaotic masterpiece atop his head, and his amber eyes held a warmth that resonated with genuine emotion. Faint faded scars on his cheek and neck told a story of past adventures and mishaps, giving him an endearing, perfectly flawed quality. While Mark radiated flawless perfection, Bradley's charm lay in his authenticity.

Bradley’s face fell when he heard that Mark was interested in coming to your party tonight. The realization hit him hard – he'd been aware that Mark had been the focal point of your attention for the past two years, with half the student body sharing a crush on him. A wave of inadequacy washed over Bradley, leaving him feeling unable to compete with someone like Mark Harrison for your attention.

"Mark... Mark wants to come to my party?" Your eyes sparkled with excitement at the mere mention of Mark's interest in celebrating your birthday at your house. This marked the first year your parents had entrusted you to plan your own party—a modest gathering in your home, with the downstairs rec room as the chosen venue. Your parents wisely made themselves scarce for the occasion. Previously, with Bradley as the sole representative of the opposite sex, you worried the party might lack excitement. You knew the Elites wouldn't be enticed by board games or watching "Clueless" over cans of soda and slices of pepperoni pizza. Adding Mark to the mix could make the party more interesting, at the very least. 

"Yeah, I heard he wants to bring his friends too. I told him it was totally fine. I mean, your parents don't even need to know they're there, right? Your back door leads to the basement, doesn't it?" Alexis smirked, raising an eyebrow as she attempted to recall the layout of your family home.

Years ago, you and Alexis had considered yourselves friends. She had attended the same dance studio as you when you were little, and your mothers had become good friends, bonding in the waiting area. However, when you chose softball over dance, your paths diverged. The mothers spent less time together, and as months passed, you witnessed Alexis ascending to popularity in sixth grade, leaving you behind and severing any remnants of the old Alexis you once knew.

"Yeah, it does. I'll, uh... I'll see you guys at 7?" you responded, attempting to contain the bubbling excitement within you.

"See you at 7, right, girls?" Alexis grinned, her posse nodding and echoing her sentiments.

As you and Bradley walked home, the straps of your backpack hanging nonchalantly from your shoulders, a contagious excitement had you practically skipping with joy. Bradley shot you an awkward glance, shaking his head in disbelief at your exuberant mood.

“I can’t believe you agreed to write her paper for her.”

“What? I wanted to help her.”

“Help her with what? Spare her from writing a three-page essay on the Boston Tea Party?!”

"Look, I want Alexis and me to be friends again, Bradley. She and I used to be really close."

“Yeah… back when she was human. Now she’s... evil? She’s like the devil, but with lip gloss and blonde hair.”

"Oh, ha ha, you’re hilarious, Bradley," you retorted, shaking your head at Bradley’s reluctant hesitation to include Alexis in your party plans.

“I try my best,” Bradley said with a shrug, following you into your house. A polite greeting to your parents later, he headed downstairs with you.

Entering the rec room, Bradley furrowed his brow in confusion, casting a glance at you. His amber eyes seemed almost insulted at your parents' willingness to let him be unchaperoned with you, an exception to the norm that didn't go unnoticed.

“How come your parents don’t care if I’m alone in a room with you?” he asked quizzically, biting his bottom lip as he awaited your response.

“Hmm?” you said, turning from the decorations to face him. “Oh, I don’t know. I guess they know nothing would happen with you, you know?”

“Right... like they trust me to be a nice guy or?”

“I think they know you and I would never try.”

“Right…”

For a moment, Bradley's face fell before he nodded, picking up a deflated balloon and silently putting it to his lips. He blew air into it until it transformed into a perfectly round, pink ball, helping you continue the task of inflating balloons. 

As the rec room filled with the soft sounds of balloons being inflated and a collection of pop music hits playing from the television, Bradley and you, each armed with a handful of pastel coloured  balloons, worked tirelessly to transform the space into a festive one, fit for a party of 13-year-olds. The rhythmic beats of music coming from the tv added to your buzzing excitement, making it more and more difficult for you to contain your feelings.  In between tying knots and arranging decorations, Bradley chuckled at you, breaking the silence.

"You really think writing that paper is gonna bring back the old Alexis?"

Pausing in your task, you met Bradley's gaze, a thoughtful expression on your face. "I don't know, Bradley. People change, but maybe there's a chance she'll remember who we used to be."

His amber eyes softened, understanding the significance of the gesture. "Just be careful, okay? She's not the same person she was."

Before you could respond, the doorbell echoed through the house, signaling the arrival of your guests. The anticipation heightened, and you shared a quick nod with Bradley before heading upstairs to welcome your friends.

The party unfolded with an energy that only thirteen-year-olds could bring. The rec room buzzed with laughter, chatter, and the occasional burst of pop music. Bradley, despite his initial reservations, found himself immersed in the party, dancing along with the others to the music filling the room. The once-deflated balloons now adorned the ceiling, a testament to the collaborative effort between you and Bradley.

In the now vibrantly buzzing room, laughter and chatter filled the air as Alexis proposed they liven up the party with a game of Spin the Bottle. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement and a hint of nervous anticipation. You exchanged an uneasy glance with Bradley as the bottle began its erratic spins. He was the only one who knew you’d never had your first kiss yet, and the last thing you wanted was for it to take place in front of an audience as if you were in an episode of one of your teen dramas that you loved so much. 

The bottle slowed to a gradual stop, its neck pointing directly at Bradley. Shock flashed across your face, eyes widening in disbelief as you looked up at Bradley in mild horror and embarrassment. The room erupted in a chorus of playful teasing and laughter from the popular kids, with Alexis leading the charge.

"Well, well, looks like destiny has spoken," Alexis quipped, a sly grin on her face. 

Bradley, his cheeks now scarlet red with embarrassment, tried to play it cool, or at least, as cool as he could.

"Guess fate has a sense of humor, doesn’t she?" he chuckled nervously.

“Careful kissing Braceface Bradshaw, Dani, might cut your lip on his metal mouth,” Alexis said with a wicked grin.

Caught off guard, looked from Bradley to the others. Mark stifled a grin, shielding his mouth with his can of soda as he took a drink. Alexis smirked and made a mock kissing face at you and Bradley, the entourage of popular kids who filled your basement creating a chorus of mocking ooh’s and kissing noises. 

"Um, okay, let's just get this over with," you mumbled, trying to mask her discomfort from the others, and not wanting to offend Bradley. 

Your lips met with Bradley’s in a soft, tender kiss. You could taste the essence of the peppermint that he’d been eating after his slice of pizza earlier, the cool, refreshing mint flavour washing over you as your mouths connected, careful not to come into contact with his braces. You pulled away hesitantly, your cheeks turning a vibrant red, matching the colour of the soda can that sat in Mark’s hand. Bradley offered you a sheepish smile, running his hand through the back of his hair as an awkward chuckle escaped his parted lips. 

The teasing began almost immediately. Alexis and the others couldn't resist making fun of you and Bradley, casting judgment on what was supposed to be an innocent game. 

“Brad, could you make it anymore obvious? Someone’s getting a little excited.” Alexis taunted, gesturing to Bradley cruelly, pointing to his jeans.

Bradley blushed furiously, shaking his head in panic as he bit his lip. 

“I’m not, I swear,” He said, raising his hands in an effort to plead his innocence as you sat back from him, eyebrows raised. 

You’re sure the look on your face bordered on unintended disgust. It wasn’t that you were unhappy Bradley had kissed you, it wasn’t even that he was a bad kisser - you were mortified to have had all of this unfold in front of Mark, who you’ve longed for over the last two years, and Alexis, who you desperately wanted acceptance from. 

"Wow, Bradley, take a chill pill. It's just a game," Mark chimed in as he noticed Bradley’s reddening face,  his tone laced with condescension.

Alexis added fuel to the fire, her eyes narrowing as she observed Danielle's conflicted expression, "Looks like our little Bradley here takes things a bit too seriously, huh?"

Feeling the weight of judgment, Bradley stood up from the game, making it appear as though he was simply grabbing some more drinks from the fridge in the laundry room next door. He pulled you aside into the laundry room quietly, away from the prying eyes and hurtful words. As he quietly led you there, you hoped and prayed the others didn’t see and begin taunting Bradley once again.

In the relative privacy of the laundry room, Bradley sighed before looking at you, raising an eyebrow. His voice was almost apologetic as he spoke, resting his hand against the top of the dryer.

“Dani, you know, I’m sorry they’re giving you a hard time. I know kissing me wasn’t really want you wanted.”

“It’s fine, Bradley, it’s just a game.”

“Right.” 

Bradley nodded his head slowly, his eyes looking over to the wrapped box he had sitting on the washing machine from earlier. He smiled softly, flashing his silver brace covered teeth, with dark blue elastics around each metal bracket. He grabbed the box in his hands, smiling as he brought it closer to you. He thrusted his hands forward, smiling from ear to ear as his cheeks softened back to their usual rosy pink colour. 

“I got you something.”

As you opened unwrapped the box, you smiled, revealing the cd player you’d been wanting for the last few months. You gasped softly, nodding your head as you smiled up at Bradley, overwhelmed with emotion at the fact he’d gotten you the one thing you wanted most.

“You got me my cd player?!”

“Yeah,” he laughed awkwardly as he raked his fingers through his dark curls, “Thought you’d might need it to use the other part of my gift. I made you the first cd for it.” 

He handed you a burnt cd, the front of the disc written on in Bradley’s unmistakeable handwriting. Each song was listed in order with the artist beside it for you. A few of the tracks stood out to you as songs you and Bradley often listened to together over the years. Songs from your childhood, songs from this past year, songs that were happy, songs that were sad, it was a genuine mix of feelings, one that didn’t quite make sense to put together.

“I uh, I just went for songs that reminded me of you, you know? Some of them might not make sense…uh, wait, let me try this again,” He laughed awkwardly as he shook his curly mop of hair once again.

“I made a mixed cd for you. It’s all songs that make me think of you when I hear them. I…I really like you,” Bradley said slowly, making sure the last four words come out of his mouth with absolute clarity, so that no doubts can be raised about what he said.

You looked at Bradley for a moment, blinking your eyes in stunned silence as you stared at him, You went to open your mouth to say something, anything, but words refused to form on your lips. Overwhelmed by the pressure of popularity and unwilling to acknowledge your own feelings, you put Bradley's confession aside.

 "Bradley, let's just forget about this, okay? I need to get back to the party."

Bradley nodded his head sadly, your rejection stinging as he set the cd player and cd back down together on the washing machine for you. Taking a soda from the fridge, he followed behind you as you walked back into the rec room. 

You looked around the room, only to find that Mark, Alexis, and the others had left, leaving an atmosphere of abandonment and emptiness in their wake. You checked upstairs, where your parents were watching tv, oblivious to the goings on in the basement before heading back down. Bradley came out of the downstairs bathroom, frowning as he shook his head. The room, once alive with laughter, now felt cold and deserted.

“You just had to make it awkward, didn’t you? Now everyone went home because you got too excited and took that stupid kiss too far!” you exclaimed, casting the blame on Bradley for what you perceived as the reason for everyone leaving.

Bradley opened his mouth to protest, his eyes narrowing slightly as he raised a hand to gesture around the room. Before he could utter a single syllable, you cut him off, shaking your head angrily.

“You know what, Bradley? Just go. Take your stupid cd with you. You ruined my birthday, and now Alexis and Mark will probably never talk to me again.” 

You threw the cd at Bradley, who managed to catch it, saving it from clattering to the ground on you. Tears began to well up in Bradley’s eyes in response to your words. Hurt and dejected, he turned and began to walk away. He left behind the echoes of a lost friendship and an unspoken connection that had been severed. As he stepped out into the night, the distant sounds of the party fading away, Bradley couldn't shake the feeling of rejection from the one person who had known him better than anyone else.

You sat down on the floor, crying as you shook your head, feeling overwhelmed and upset with the rejection and abandonment of your peers. You hated yourself for how you’d just spoken to Bradley. You hated yourself for not being popular enough to fit in with Alexis and her friends. You hated yourself for not being the object of Mark Harrison’s affections. As you began to add to the list of negativity, you shook your head once again. Standing up right and beginning to toss uneaten, cold pizza slices into the trash bag your mother had sent down at the start of the party, you looked out the window. A shooting star shot past, its light illuminating the sky as you watched it. 

“I wish I was an adult so I wouldn’t have to deal with all of this. Being a teenager sucks,” you muttered to yourself as you watched the star fade out of view. 

That night, you went to bed quietly, avoiding any contact with your parents as you tried to push the night’s events out of your mind. You shut your eyes, trying to focus your thoughts on turning them into happy dreams, rather than the living nightmare you’d just endured downstairs an hour earlier.

#bradley bradshaw x ofc #bradley bradshaw fic #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw x ofc #bradley rooster bradshaw fic #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw x ofc #rooster bradshaw fic #top gun: maverick fic #top gun: maverick au fic #top gun maverick fic #top gun maverick au fic #au fic

[coldflasher]

Joe flr character bingo? 👀

sorry anon i was outside in the garden planting raspberry bushes. anyway this is SUCH a good one and I am kinda mad there are so few squares I can tick off for Joe bc i genuinely love him but not like That

Joe is such a comfort character for me in a very diff way. he makes my daddy issues go brrrrr cos THIS is a dad. THE dad of all time. if i could pick any dad ever to have instead of mine i think i'd pick him.

I think he's so fucking funny first of all. it's my fave thing to put him in a fic and just. mess with him. im poking him with a stick. im watching his blood pressure go up. i'm making him deal with leonard snart and he's about to explode every time they're in a room together. i just. have so many affectionate feelings for him and his seething hatred of this man. and the earth 2 version where he's exactly like that but to BARRY? iconic. no notes. rip earth 2 joe you were a bitch and i miss you sm

THAT BEING SAID there are things about him that make me go "you should have faced more consequences for that. go sit in a corner and think about what you've done." namely bullying iris out of being a cop (acab etc. etc. but still shitty of him), the whole thing where he was like BARRY, WHY DIDN'T YOU ASK MY PERMISSION TO MARRY IRIS (and iris AGREED 🤮🤮🤮 who the fuck was in charge of the writers' room that day, i just wanna talk), the fact that he can be overbearing and controlling of his kids and very jaded in a lot of ways... idk he's a flawed character and every character needs some negative aspects so none of these things affect my love for him but sometimes i am shaking my head in disapproval...

as for canon. this is true of everything but MAN did they drop the ball with him towards the end... i get why they had joe quit ccpd given the political situation at the time and i support that 100% but first of all, having a Black character go "hey the police force in my city is inherently corrupt and i can no longer be complicit in its enforcement" (true and correct) while their white hero just does not acknowledge that corruption and continues to work for the same establishment completely uncritically was... perhaps not sending the message they intended... i mean it's honestly almost funny cos that is very much a reflection of the actual systems but. maybe they could have thought about that one a bit more...

and they really should have given joe something else to do cos he ended up sorta directionless after that. in fairness i know jesse l martin has back problems so i think them having him sitting down chilling at home as a stay at home dad was perhaps borne of necessity in a lot of ways but they defo could have done more interesting things with the character. im not OPPOSED to sahd joe but it does seem like a bit of a waste cos it would just be like. every episode joe shows up for a pep talk then goes back to being the full-time stay at home parent for a child we literally never see except one time when a window explodes in her face, which brings me to my NEXT point---

writing joe out with LITERALLY like 8 eps to go? stupid. again i respect that jesse l martin had HAD it with this show (tbf who hadnt by this point) and he wanted out, of course he had every right to do that, but purely based on the context of the show, i hate that they had him leave central city like that and move so far away when we were so close to the finish line. HAAATE it. the show was basically on life support from that point on. it was possibly worse than when we lost cisco. joe was the heart of it, man. it just wasn't the same :(

but yes I LOVE JOE, he is the only fictional dad i respect and i love ruining his life

#answered #thank you! :D

[waheelawhisperer]

13, 17, 19, and 20 for the violence ask game

You didn't specify a fandom so I'm going to hit you with several. This is your own fault.

13) worst blorboficiation

I'm not 100% sure what this means but for Arknights I'm gonna go with Amiya. It feels like people forget that she's actually a competent warrior and capable leader instead of just an uwu cute daughteru character.

For RWBY, it's Blake. The fucking writers blorbofied her, idk how you top that.

Mass Effect: Garrus Vakarian. I love Garrus too, but people love to ignore the way the first half of his character arc was "cop that thinks cops have to obey too many rules" -> "vigilante who regularly kills people"

Every remotely villainous or antagonistic character in Fate Grand Order has been shoved into the blorbo box by the fanbase by the end of whatever storyline they appear in and by the writers by the end of their next appearance.

Every person attracted to men who watches The Boys wants to fuck Soldier Boy and the Homelander far more than anyone should ever want to. I cannot enter the tag without running into Reader x fanfiction featuring one of those two.

17) there should be more of this type of fic/art

Arknights: Mlynar getting bred. Also, I would kill to see more people remember Indra exists.

RWBY: More Freezerburn, more Ladybug, more Qrowin, more Dragonslayer, more Jailbirds, more Ironqrow, more Schneewood Forest.

Ted Lasso: I am begging someone to provide me with a gifset featuring every instance wherein Roy Kent says "fuck", "fuck you", "get fucked", or any variation on this theme. I need them for reasons.

19) you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like...

I've never been ashamed of anything in my life (my ego is too big for that), but I'm getting somewhat frustrated that my relationship with RWBY is starting to remind me of an ex-girlfriend who threw a coffee mug at my head. I can't drop the show until I finish Volume 9, but I don't want to finish Volume 9 because all 3 episodes I've watched so far sucked.

Also I like Ch'alter unironically despite sharing all the very valid complaints about her and what she represents for Arknights.

20) part of canon you found tedious or boring

Arknights: Pretty much everything at this point because absolutely no one on the writing team knows how to condense a narrative and wouldn't be concise about anything if you held a gun to your head. Like I'm sorry but you do not need to write a Lord of the Rings-length novel and then decide that's not enough and write a second novel between the lines of the first one just to tell a story about a horsegirl fighting capitalism in a DBZ tournament arc. You can just trim the fat and convey the information effectively. It won't kill you.

Every Arknights event or main story chapter feels like a chore to read at this point, honestly, but the worst for me so far have been the Sui events. I love the siblings, but if they never release another event designed around Being Inscrutable it will be too soon.

RWBY: Every part of Volume 4 that didn't have Yang in it except for the Qrow vs. Tyrian fight, every part of Volume 5 that didn't have Yang or Raven in it, every part of Volume 9 I have experienced so far, and Jaune's stupid fucking 4-episode bullying arc.

Bloodborne: I have replayed this game multiple times and I have never cleared a single Chalice Dungeon more than once because they all suck.

Elden Ring: I hate the insistence on reusing all the worst bosses instead of the ones that are actually fun to fight, physically traveling across the world map feels tedious at times (I wish Torrent could move just a bit faster), mounted combat sucks ass, the Mountaintops of the Giants feels like they ran out of development time because it's honestly kinda barren, fuck the Consecrated Snowfield, and a lot of the dungeons feel same-y after a while.

#ask game #arknights #rwby #mass effect #bloodborne #elden ring #the boys

[fountainpenguin]

Hello! This isn't trying to pressure you or anything, I'm just genuinely curious and wanted to know about your plans for Mario content (since I know you've wanted to do that for a while). Any fun worldbuilding you'd like to share? :)

Thanks for the Ask!

Man, I wrote Mario world stuff ages ago that I completely forgot about... I had a 100 Prompts series and I think I got into the 30s before it stopped. I had tons of worldbuilding for Cackletta and Fawful specifically since they were my favorites :)

I do still keep my [current] Mario drafts around, but unfortunately I'm not sure when I'll post them... I'm never satisfied. I like the canon worldbuilding the way it is and it Does Not Translate very well into my writing style. I've tried for years, but it just... doesn't.

My Mario stuff is "okay," but it just feels very "meh" to me. I think I'll get there someday if I'm willing to work on it, but I'm not able to do that right now. I HAVE actually thought about it and I might post the occasional one-shot, but I'm not sure yet. My worldbuilding is still all over the place and it's very messy and I'm not in love with it.

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One of my stories is called "Political Machines" and it's about how the name "Mario Kart" came to be; it's Peach POV and delves into the culture of racing Yoshis back before karts came around. I like the idea of it a lot, but it's extremely info-dumpy and I've been struggling with it for years. I think I need to write something else first, but I haven't figured out what. Here's a scene from that:

I also love how savage Peach is skdflj:

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I also have two Bowser stories (a one-shot called "1-Down" which is Kamek POV and covers the deaths of Bowser's parents, which I LOVE but can't make it hit right) and a very loose draft for a story called Carapace Rex which is a Bowser backstory 'fic. Here's a good scene from the former:

I do miss this 'fic... I really like how extreme Bowser is despite how badly bullied he is by his abusive mom; he's vicious to her and I love that.

tbh it's actually really nice and maybe I'm overthinking it. I'd love to finish it; I just can't get the emotions right.

That said, I might take another whack at it soon and post when I'm done fiddling since I've already seen how I'll fiddle with it for years if I don't commit to a date /shrug. It's definitely one of the stories that ever was... It's just not hitting the emotions I need it to.

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I LOVE the opening lines to Carapace Rex (not sharing for major "1-Down" spoiler reasons), but I probably won't write the latter since it's been almost 6 years since I started it back in 2018. Getting older, hoping to publish original work, and starting a new long 'fic wouldn't be a good idea (Dog's Life draft started in early 2022 and Factor in 2018; I'm just wrapping up existing projects for now, but Carapace was always super vague so I don't really want to get into it). I might turn it into a one-shot though since I really love the voice in it.

-> The concept behind Carapace was that Koopas were predators of Toads... I actually reskinned the intro for Carapace into a piece of original content I used in my advanced creative writing class in college, then reskinned it again as the backstory for my OC Courtney the snow leopard, then reskinned it again to be the original project I took to a writer's conference this year...

I'm dying to do something original with predators and prey, but I've had a lot of talks with agents and editors and professional authors and we agreed it's not the right time for this content. To make a long story short, I'd either have to strip the fantasy politics out and de-age the characters so it's "animal people middle grade" or I'd have to age up the characters and push the adult angle and I... I don't know how I feel about my public author persona being "adult furry content"...... that's not what I want; I just want wolf kids hunting in the woods for their coming of age and growing up in this post-war world of fantasy politics and ceremonies... sob. The publishing world has categories though and you have to play by the rules.

Maybe someday... but I have a weird relationship with Carapace because of that, because I'm in LOVE with the scenes from it but I'd hate to use them in Mario fanfic when I'd like to use them in original work. Tsk-tsk. Maybe someday once I've already gotten my foot in the door. I'm keeping this project on the backburner as something I might self-publish but I've talked to a lot of people and I'd rather get something published traditionally and try to build my author platform before I invest, because self-pub is... expensive.

Honestly right now Dog's Life is giving me my "we're way too young to be carrying the weight of this many interspecies politics on our shoulders" fix, so at least I have that <3

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I also have an 8-chapter 'fic called "Out of You" which is about Kamek trying to raise the Koopalings (and Junior). I'll probably scrap most of that and rehash it as something else; I don't think there's much worth saving...? I'll have to think about it.

But here's my favorite WIP scene from it, ft. Ludwig and Peach:

:)

Potential's good, fun is good... Just need to find the right kind of worldbuilding that satisfies me. I'd originally hoped to post Mario stuff before the movie came out in April, but I just never got around to it. Maybe someday? It just doesn't feel right, though, and I can't invest my energy in something I'm not in love with.

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That's all I have to say right now; I don't want to say too much about my worldbuilding since it's still super messy. I have ideas about what would be "cool" or "interesting" but I just... don't love those ideas enough to make them part of "my take" on the world. There is a fine line between "Riddle's usual magical realism writing style" and "At this point it's an AU." I think I need to cull back the crazy ideas and stick closer to canon.

Is that "boring" and "uncreative"? Eh, I think that's just where my passion lies; I write fanfics because I love the media, and if I didn't love it, I wouldn't be writing fanfics. When I write, I want to continue writing the worldbuilding that I love, which means basing it closely on the media. I guess I'll always be canon compliant at heart even in a fandom where I'm okay with writing AUs, ha ha.

Maybe I'll dig up some of my really old one-shots from that 100 prompts project, clean them up a little, and post some of them. I know there were some Baby Bowser and Doopliss pieces in there. Might be a nice icebreaker.

#Mario #Bowser #Princess Peach #Kamek #Mario fanfic #Mushrooms and more #asks #Anon #ridwriting #Out of You #Political Machines #1 Down #Carapce Rex #Shroom princess #Red plumber #Green plumber #Koopalings #Kooky #The Peach & Kamek relationship is important to me... She and Bowser grew up together and he's Bowser's nanny #Turtle king #Turtle wizard #Long post

[punemy-spotted]

Since tumblr is being one big bully again, I’m here again, hopefully it’ll accept my bag of questions from the “how the hell did all these wips get here” club now.

Favourite line from a wip?

Is there a wip you don’t want to finish, because you got too attached to it?

What inspired a wip?

Is there a wip that’s difficult to write for you?

Do you have a wip with a world build you love so much, because you haven’t done it before?

Is there a character in your current wip list that you sympathize with?

What’s your most chaotic wip?

What wip do you love the most, but just find every excuse in the world to not write?

What is something that a few wips have in common?

GIMME ALL THE ANSWERS MY SWEET TESSA 😘♥️

Aaaaaah Lilo, these are all so lovely! Come join me in the club, we're in Hell and the WIPs are just sitting there. Waiting to be written!!! Like demons. Demons, I tell you.

This is long, rambling, and a mess, so it's all under the cut. I love you so, thank you so much for asking about these!

Favourite line from a wip?

Oooh this is hard to pick. Right now I'm vibing with this line from Avid Horizon, a Gothic Horror Steampunk nightmare I have spent too much time researching.

In your dreams the man you love is made of fire, stands before you with searing judgment in cosmogone eyes and as you reach for him your limbs turn to glass under the gaze of that once-remembered sun, remnants of irrigo and apocyan — recall and relinquish — painting your vitrified arms. You breath his name into dark waters and cast yourself just left of gold.

Is there a wip you don’t want to finish, because you got too attached to it?

I won't say there's anything I don't want to finish, I'd love to get all my WIPs completed, but some of them sit there. And mock me, refusing to give me the words to complete them, the little bastards. So I live here. Suffering in the club.

What inspired a wip?

Seventh City is actually a Series in Progress inspired by the Failbetter Games universe and the desire to shove a steam train in space. Also Victorian ideas of what space is like.

Is there a wip that’s difficult to write for you?

Turns out I can't write smut, and Chapter 2 of In Which Love is a Leap of Faith is murdering my ass because it's fully a smut chapter. So I sit here. Mocked in the club.

Do you have a wip with a world build you love so much, because you haven’t done it before?

Yes! The entirety of Seventh City, which includes Avid Horizon, Dawn Machine, and Iris, are set in the universe of Failbetter Games! That's Fallen London, Sunless Sea, and Sunless Skies, which is a brilliant steampunk-y, Gothic universe where Hell is close, immortality is cheap, and the screaming has largely stopped… Largely. I have so many ideas. So many ideas, the lore bible is going to be longer than the actual fics.

Is there a character in your current wip list that you sympathize with?

Goatrude! Goatrude the truth hero of A Worthy Grave and I stand by that. She's the world's surliest goat, just here to keep trespassers off her property... and will destroy your vegetable garden for food. Much like me.

What’s your most chaotic wip?

The entirety of Seventh City, all three fics, and the lore Bible. It's all contradictory, science bends to my will and there is a steam train. In space. Also alien space bats.

What wip do you love the most, but just find every excuse in the world to not write?

In Which Love is a Leap of Faith is one of my favorite WIPs because it's so sweet and funny and the Reader is a hot mess. But it mocks me, so instead I'll write all the dark fics and dead bodies I can.

What is something that a few wips have in common?

They're all unfinished and they all mock me, Lilo. I sit in the club and they point their little wordy fingers at me and laugh.

#sparkledfirecracker #shroombox #asked and answered #ask game: WIP asks

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

Behind-the-Scenes Fic Asks: If it be your pleasure to cross the sleeping green between  #7, 13, 17, 25

7. What inspired the idea for the plot?

I decided to play around with the @comfortember prompt list for November because it was all about the comfort angle of hurt/comfort. @scottcyclopssummers was the only person to actually ask if they could give me a prompt from the list (all the others were ones I chose myself), and they chose the "Make Something" prompt. She also wanted it to be Scott Summers-centric with a ship that wasn't his hideous ex or like Emma or Logan. I'd been wanting to play with Scott/Steve Rogers for a while, and when she gave me that prompt, my mind immediately went to Thanksgiving, the two teams (X-Men and Avengers) deciding to work on better communication and working together between their teams, and that Emma's suggestion would be that the different members of the teams would be paired off together (or grouped), each to make a different portion of the Thanksgiving meal for the two teams (and whatever kids didn't really go home for the holidays at the school). As the team leaders, Emma decided that Scott and Steve should have to work together to make desserts. The "PEACE de résistance," she called it. The idea of Scott and Steve - who tend to butt heads (esp in that hideous Bendis run, AvX, which I said right out did NOT happen in my fic) - making sweet things together (leading to them making sweet love together) was just too good to pass up.

13. My favorite line of dialogue from this fic was [xyz]. What inspired it?

I think it would be a tie between:

“That was all press release bullshit for the stage show. I was peddling America, sweetheart, and America was no man-whore,” Steve informed his companion with a warm kiss touched behind Scott’s ear while his face was turned the other way. “People also thought certain things about me because of my shitty health before the serum, and somehow, they thought I was this perfect gentlemen who was this never ever before marriage kinda guy,” he went on.

and

“Listen. I bet I could run into hundreds of kids who had similar fantasies to yours, sweetheart, and obviously, without talking to Stephen Strange or…probably Loki about it and then being warned heavily against it by Wong, I can’t go back in time to rescue you from those little assholes who deserved to be, at the very least, shaken until some sense formed in their heads. I can’t do that, but…I can have your back now. When you want it…when you need me, I can do that, and here’s the thing, Scott. You’re no one’s sidekick. You shouldn’t ever want to be.” He watched Scott’s features for any sign of discomfort or that he was about to run. “And…I mean, if where we’ve landed today isn’t an indication of my interest in you then maybe you’ll let me take you out on a date sometime. Boyfriends sounds like a pretty good deal to me. If it still does to you…after all this time.”

Both of these are Steve lines that I'm really proud of. The first one involves Scott teasing Steve about being born in 1940 and from everything he'd heard and read in the comics as a kid in the orphanage, Steve was this chaste good boy. Steve's response was to refer to the character of Captain America and clearly what Captain America was, Steve was not.

The second one is after they've finished having sex the first time, and Scott is snuggling extra tight, and the emotional desperation of it kind of worries Steve. So Scott explains his clinginess - shitty childhood being bullied in the orphanage and how as a kid, he'd crushed on Captain America big time and how he'd hoped that Captain America would find him and rescue him and eventually make Scott his sidekick and eventually his boyfriend. Steve is absolutely crushed by his story and gives him that speech. Steve doesn't like being held up on a pedestal, but he knows that Scott doesn't really do that anymore, even if he's just had this moment that took him back to being a kid with a crush.

17. What was the hardest scene to write?

The hardest (and yet my favorite) scene to write was the food fight in the kitchen that leads up to the first very intense, very passionate kiss. Trying to get the descriptions of pie fillings just right so that the reader will laugh but also be horrified by how messy they just got (and yet also really turned on by the first kiss) was really difficult, like choreographing a dance.

25. Is there anything you would change now about this fic? Why or why not?

I'm actually pretty happy with how this fic went. The boys were stubborn at points (hey, look at who they are!) and tried to stall me out a lot, but I feel like it was the perfect mix of humor, angst (the angst is all in Scott and all the shit he's had to put up with in his life), and finally the comfort that comes from a source Scott would never have expected. And of course, the sex. I'm really happy with how the sex came out. Wrote something I never had before (rimming), and I had fucking Becky's voice in my head (Rosario Dawson; Clerks II) going "YOU NEVER GO ASS TO MOUTH!" so I had to somersault my way out of it gracefully somehow (I think I managed it). I'm really proud of this one, and I'm hoping the next part will be just as fun and sexy.

Thanks for the ask!

#Behind the Scenes Fix Asks #scottxlogan #Boy Scouts in Love #Scott Summers #Cyclops #Steve Rogers #Captain America #Scott x Steve

[pepperf]

7, 9, 10, 14, 15, 37 pweeeaaase!

7: Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

The opening to fight like a titleholder, stand like a champion:

Diego learned how to punch before he could walk. The cool gaze of the man he will learn to call ‘Dad’ peering down at him. The firm fingers that reach into the curled bud of his hand and tug the thumb free, and then press on his pudgy knuckles, encouraging them to tighten. “Better.” (Praise is always relative; never ‘good’, just ‘better’. A mild improvement on whatever shoddy state had come before.) “Now try again.” Number Two’s improved fist lashes out, aimless and uncoordinated, and, by pure luck, manages to land on the nose of one of the other babies on the mat. She starts to cry from surprise, rather than pain. Dad smiles thinly down at them, and then frowns when Number Seven’s wails set off Number Two, and then Numbers Four…One…Three… “Hmm.” Diego doesn’t remember any of this, of course, but maybe it’s a factor.

I'm really pleased with how it covers quite a lot in a pretty short time: Reggie's parenting philosophy, and how that backfires on him; the kind of effect it has on innocent little Diego and his siblings; and the effects that they have on one another as a result; a nifty bit with the backhandedness of 'better'; and just the sheer, dark humour of teaching literal babies how to fistfight.

tbh, I'm proud of the writing in that whole fic, I wish I could channel that succinct, grimy vibe a lot more, and also the technique of having the dialogue and the actions in conflict, so you get a sense of what they're trying to show vs what's really coming across.

9: Which fic has been the hardest to write?

The long ones! Meet Me In The Morning was probably the one I struggled with the most, which is ironic given that I started with the premise for that one, and then decided it needed another fic FIRST, and then when I finally got to writing that one, I hit a massive wall—but I wanted to do it justice. I rewrote it several times, and went back and forth on so many, many parts of it…well, you remember, you were there, cheering me on/bullying me into completing it! XD It was a total nightmare at times, and I was only half-convinced I would ever finish it.

10: Which fic has been the easiest to write?

I think all the ones that are mainly dialogue are the ones that flow the fastest for me, because there's more of a natural lead-on for each line—someone says something, and the next person replies to that, and it's just quick and fun, so long as my head is in the right space for it. So like – Sheesh, Diego (idk if anyone got the 'Shish Kebab' pun there?), or Nothing Good Starts In A Getaway Car.

Or the ones where it's Diego POV and he's being a massive idiot, bc then I don't have to do any research (aside from, apparently, the climate in Iceland in the late 20th century). Box of Rocks

14: What’s the worst writing advice you’ve ever come across?

Lol! I mean, I think all that stuff needs to be taken with a pinch of salt, if all writing was the same it would be deathly dull. But I think the one that's worst because it stuck with me was something about…someone (I forget who) said that you should consider every line you write, and decide whether you would be happy for it to be carved on your tombstone. And like…jesus fuck, talk about pressure, it took me a long time to break free of that kind of thinking. I mean, yes, absolutely, it's good to craft your writing and make it good—but 'carved on a tombstone' good, for every single line?! Nonsense.

15: If you could choose one of your fics to be filmed, which would you choose?

Oh my goodness…I'm gonna resist the urge to say one of the smutfics, bc I would actually just die of embarrassment…I think the Walmart Batman AU, all three parts, because it has it all: fight scenes, romantic rooftop canoodling, dramatic escapes, shirtless and roughed-up Diego hanging by his wrists with a spotlight on him, unnecessarily complicated lingerie…actually, come to think of it, that one also has smut at the end, but I think it's particularly funny and characterful smut, so I'd live with it.

37: Talk about your current wips.

Talk about WHAT, though?

Okay, I have officially* 4 WIPs: the politician/bodyguard AU that was going SO well and then ground suddenly to a halt, and I need to figure out why; the Las Vegas fic that, well, ditto; my half-finished Whumptober fic from last year that I love the premise for, but don't really know what happens next; and my sequel to Skin that I'm currently working on and which is damn close to completion.

I think the three that have stalled are for different reasons: because I reached the relationship dénouement and didn't really have impetus on the rest of the story, because I got tangled in reworking where it went and the tone is all uneven; and because, just, simply don't have a concept of where it's going. Mostly, what they need is for me to sit down and focus on one of them. But hey, only four WIPs is pretty good, for me!

(*I also have a number of fics that I've marked as abandoned, and which I'm not gonna worry about unless further inspiration hits.)

Okay, I'll stop there! Thank you!

Questions here.

#mememe #writing

[grazygardener]

Last line tag game, finally I have something to share for @hollow-dweller , prepare yourself because this will be a ride!

He fell asleep and slept 12 hours straight.

#i'm being bullied to finish a fic with one line at the time #but in true fashion I'm stuck again and doubting every decision I have made so far

[phoenixyfriend]

So I was talking to @deniigi (Matt) about the "Kryzes bullying Mand'alors into doing their jobs" post and anyway. We have Developed A Korkie. He's regularly damseling himself in pursuit of Cute Strong Datemate.

Because, like, okay. The main thing with the Kryzes overall is that =, in Matt's words: "They're very good admins, and in the face of incompetence they rattle."

I can imagine them just hissing "You will be a FIGUREHEAD to keep people from fucking up my carefully-legislated taxation process if NOTHING ELSE."

But I don't have a solid adult Korkie! I don't! I have a few variations on him as a kid or teen, but nothing for him as an adult. I want to do more with him because I think he has the potential to be deeply weird in fun ways.

Also because I was thinking about the "Korkarius" line in Dead Peanut Gallery and the Korkie-got-politics-married in staring down the barrel of the hot sun, and I haven't really used him as a person instead of a prop outside of Skysisters and the 'let's lie to Hondo' thing.

Anyway.

Matt said:

I haven't really thought of korkie hmm. He strikes me as the kind of person who builds ships on bottles and would like to dress like a pirate every day but he's afraid of what the public will think if he shows up in a frock coat and cravat I can see his aunties indulging him shsjshs

And yes he is absolutely that kind of nerd, and I also do enjoy the idea of Bo-Katan being mildly less The Worst and deciding to just? Kidnap him for summer vacation? So she can teach him how to fight better.

But we can make it weirder!

Bo-Katan like. Buys him some ice cream and then attacks him while he has to try to keep the ice cream on the cone so he can actually finish eating it.

We don't. Really know what happened to Korkie.

It's very likely that he died when the empire glassed the planet BUT I want to believe that he ended up like. Head bureaucrat. No he's not a badass or even particularly well-known outside the system, but hey someone's got to keep an eye on agricultural subsidies and educational spending, right?

And possibly got marriage-of-convenienced For The Good Of Mandalore in a way that places him as a wistful period-drama maiden at a window, trapped in a pleasant but loveless marriage for the good of her people. (Yes, this is the part inspired a little by the earlier-referenced fic.)

It would be nice if he WERE involved in the rebellion through Sabine, I think? Like, helping surreptitiously funnel aid, smuggling refugees to safety, that sort of thing.

He has this terrible artist friend who keeps stealing him out from under the nose of his disappointed wife

But you know how Korkie is one of several young royals/nobles that gets to be damseled for Ahsoka to save?

Just play that out, trope-wise. His life is a fairytale but he's eternally stuck in the 'waiting for my prince to come' period. Someone probably put him in a tower for a few years during the imperial era and it was very 'sigh longingly by the window.'

Ahsoka keeps kidnapping him for things and he gets his thrills and then pines (I would love a story where people keep falling in love with ahsoka and she keeps ignoring it and fucking off)

He's got a well for sensitive boys. Like he's not this sad during TCW but man. Satine's death and the Empire really put a damper on everything.

Would love for him to be a full adult doing this at like 48 years old with a beard still

"Korkie, how the hell do you keep getting kidnapped? I thought you could fight better than this." "I am WAITING for my PRINCE to come but it's always YOU, Ahsoka, and you already said no." "Do you want me to leave you there next time???"

He does. Just for 5 more minutes Shskdhdidbdkd Korkie who feels some kind of way about din

Bo-Katan just "Listen I know you're not exactly looking for work right now, but I'm paying Fett to kidnap my nephew, so if you could just swoop in and 'save' him before Tano does, without mentioning I hired you to do it, that would be great."

"...what."

"It's his birthday."

"I'm more confused now than I was ten seconds ago."

Bo this would have been a very thoughtful gift when he was fifteen but your nephew is in his forties, please chill.

He still loves it He asks if she can send the mand'alor again please He got carried a little bit

I think I just like people being deeply weird about romance and their loved ones going "Yeah I mean... yeah, that's normal for them."

Korkie is so flirty with Din, who HAS been flirted with by not-fighty people before, but never a... he doesn't want to say 'a fop' but he's heard that slang before and he thinks it might apply

A FOP Sgskdhdjd Yes Perfect

It is at this point I must acknowledge that I'm mentally turning Korkie into a less-morally-questionable Tarvek Sturmvoraus.

Fashionable royalty that is very competent, but keeps getting kidnapped.

I am now thinking about Din receiving these letters and anonymous saves in weird situations and when he asks who sent so-and-so to give him a hand, he is just told "a benefactor"

Korkie sending him heavily-armed backup as a 'token of favor' like a handkerchief to a knight

Ahsoka is egging him on because this is the funniest romantic drama she's seen in years.

I want Luke getting annoyed with Leia trying to micromanage his wardrobe for an event, so he goes to Ahsoka, and she's like "I mean I've got a solution, if you're okay with middle-aged bisexual fancyboys talking about how they may or may not be related to Obi-Wan while they complain at you about how nobody goes around saving damsels properly anymore."

(Luke catches on the Obi-Wan part and agrees just for that.)

I think Ahsoka definitely spent some time "hiding out" on Korkie's couch as Fulcrum during early imperial era.

They developed a habit of overdramatically calling each other 'darling' and 'my dear' and 'old friend' in a perfect imitations of Obi-Wan and Satine because it made things hurt a little less.

I think korkie should continue to claim that he's obi-wans heir And I think force ghost obi-wan should have a post-death heart attack when he learns of it

I do also like including Satine in the "darksaber haunted by past Mand'alors" thing because I find it funny and also thing it would be EXTRA funny for Satine and Obi-Wan's ghosts to be making out in a corner while Luke and Din try desperately to ignore them.

Luke and Din trying to ignore the dead flirting going on behind him because their full attention is needed to cope with ahsoka being useless while korkie heaps praise on Din for things that are inconsequential

#Korkie Kryze #Satine Kryze #Ahsoka Tano #Din Djarin #Luke Skywalker #Bo Katan Kryze #star wars #the clone wars #the mandalorian #phoenix posts

[quackiseok]

— strawberry kisses

feral boys x gn! reader || headcanon

genre : fluff

warnings : swearing

summary : their reaction to you giving them a kiss on the cheek for the first time!

a/n : hi hi! this is my first fic, i hope you like it 🥺 and i'm so sorry if there's any mistake, i'll try fixing them asap!

song to listen to while reading :

; DREAM

this man right here is VERY careful with you

always asking for consent before any physical contact with you (consent is always the key!)

he was so happy when you said that you were fine with cuddles and hugs with him! be ready for tight back hugs from him 'cause he loves putting his head on the crook of your neck >:)

but kisses... you were a bit shy about it since you were new to this type of relationship and you wanted to learn a bit first,

you told him about wanting to take things slowly and get used to it first, and of course he understands! dream will 100% respect your boundaries

he will wait patiently until you're comfortable enough with him because he loves you so much and he wants you to see him as a safe, comfort place :)

then one day when the two of you were baking cookies for valentines day, dream jokingly asked you to kiss him on the cheek as a thank you for helping you with the cookies

i mean, it's almost valentines anyways. a small, innocent kiss wouldn't hurt right? ö

you just giggled and gently leaned your face closer to his cheek, your fingers softly bringing his chin closer to you

you gently placed a kiss on his cheek, then quickly turning away from him with a wide smile

congratulations, you have successfully broke dream

man would be frozen on the place for a full minute, trying to process what just happened and is this real or not (because if it's not real he'd cry on the floor)

expect him to cling on you and not letting you go for the next few hours, calling you with sweet names like baby, hun, etc. for no reason and just be all lovey dovey with you ♡

he would secretly mark the date on his phone's calendar just for this special day where you kissed him for the first time HHAHSJDKSKD

if you were comfortable, he would offer you a kiss on your cheek to return the favor 🥺

and if you said yes, AAAAAAAA he would be so fucking happy, his serotonin level would just go through the roof like 📈📈

and ofc, he would happily give you a sweet kiss on your cheek! ( ˙ᵕ˙ )♡

; GEORGE

george is definitely very shy with you at first

he's VERY careful around you and treat you with so much care 🥺

( but once the two of you have gotten pretty used to each other, you guys bully each other 24/7 💀💀 (jokingly ofc!) )

at first, you thought george didn't like physical affections like kisses, hugs, etc.

boy you were wrong

this cat boy secretly LOVES physical affections from you, but he just hides it from you! and of couse, you love giving them to him too :)

but you were a little bit shy about kisses, and same goes to him. two shy cuties !!

if he was being honest : he wants to squish your cheeks and shower you with kisses, but he respects your boundaries and will wait until you're ready to take a step further! (( and he's really shy, he would also need time to get the courage to do it :D ))

then one day george has just finished recording for minecraft manhunt and boy, that block game can actually make you tired

the moment he's done with the recording, he immediately rushed to the bed and plop himself next to you

you would ask him things like how did the recording went, etc. and he'll answer you while letting you play with his soft hair 🥺

george was feeling a little playful, so he joked and asked you to give him a kiss on the cheek to recharge his energy

you looked at him with your cheeks slightly reddened. george has been working hard lately anyways, he deserves a gift, right?

you slowly bought your face closer to his cheek and planted a quick kiss on his cheek before looking away then melt into a puddle

georgenotfound who? i only know georgenotworking

his eyes would be widened, face red, and he would just sit there with his palm on the cheek where you planted the kiss on

it's been 3 minutes and his face is still red, huge grin on his face while hugging you tightly

he won't even try to hide the fact that he loves being affectionate with you anymore

it's the first time george has ever been clingy with you and you're living for it tbh 🥺

he'd ask you if you want a kiss too, in such a shy manner like "i can... give you... a kiss too... if you want... 👉👈"

if you say yes ? MMMMMMMMMM the two of you melt into a puddle together <33

he'll give you a quick but sweet kiss on your cheek with his face redder than before (,,．．„ )

; SAPNAP

man seems like he would fight you no matter what size you are

but in reality? sapnap's the sweetest and the clingiest (in a positive way, ofc!) man you've ever been with and you're so into this

he LOVES being affectionate and clingy with you, in fact he does it all the time. it's just how he is with you :)

he also LOVES giving you affection. he doesn't care about who's giving and who's receiving tbh, he just loves being around you in general 👉👈

you love his affection and giving him affection too, of course!! but you were a bit shy since this was your first romantic relationship with someone and kissing was a new thing to you

sapnap would tease you for being so shy around him, endlessly flirting with you just to see you all flustered, because in his eyes? you're so fucking adorable and that's a fact. ♡

despite him being all playful and flirty with you, he respects your boundaries and will 100% wait until you're ready!

of course he wants kiss you right on the spot but he can wait patiently, just for you <3

then one day, he was playfully flirting with you as usual

and he jokingly said "hey y/n, i think i deserve a kiss on the cheek for being cute!" well, you couldn't disagree with what he just said 👀

so you put on a large grin and placed a kiss on his cheek, immediately turning red afterwards

sapnap's the new pogchamp emote now

he would be so surprised and just turn into a ball of absolute joy

he'd immediately scoop you closer to him, hugging you tightly while giggling and just— shower you with lots of love 🥺

and trust me, he won't let go of you unless it's emergency or if you were uncomfortable

but if you were fine with it? this man will hold you like his life depends on it

he would also give you kisses on your cheek / the top of your head if you were comfortable enough :)

and if you did allowed him to kiss you? he'll immediately shower you with kisses and calling you his in between the kisses, like "you're mine, mine, mine" 👉👈

; QUACKITY

alex, he's such a flirty mf 😳

endlessly teasing you and flirting with you just to see you being flustered, just like sapnap

he'd call you with sweet spanish nicknames like mi amor, hermosa, etc. and you find them cute, honestly 🥺

he's really clingy with you (in a good way!) and always hugs you whenever he sees you. it's almost like an instinct to him when he sees you :) but you don't mind since you're living for his warm hugs and cuddles ♡

he LOVES the way you melt under his hugs, and honestly? he wants to cover your whole face with kisses but he knew you were new into dating and want to take things slowly, so he respects your boundaries! :))

one day, he was in a discord call with his friends and they were endlessly teasing him; which leads him to fake crying as a joke and asked you to give him a kiss on the cheek to make him stop crying

man, alex is so fucking adorable and you thought that he deserves a reward for being such a cutie

so you giggled and moved closer to him, slightly bending down to get to his level and placed a kiss on his cheek before turning away with a large grin on your face.

you know that one time karl jokingly leaned in to kiss alex? yeah, he has the exact same expression now

this man would stare blankly at you, his cheeks slightly red but then a few seconds later he's screaming in absolute joy

his friends would be so confused, asking him if he was alright but instead of answering them, he mutes the call and immediately clings his arms around your neck

"mi amor, you should do that more often if you're okay with it ;)"

100% endlessly flirting with you while hugging you tightly, melting you into a puddle ( bonus point if you knew spanish, cause he'd say cheesy pick up lines in spanish for you ;) )

and just like sapnap, he'd shower you with sweet kisses on your face if you were fine with it!

and if you were okay with him kissing you? man... you know that one vine where a kid is crying because of how cute her puppy is? yeah that's alex quackity @ your existence

he'd just be so happy and shower you with kisses, praising you, telling you how adorable you are, and telling you that you're his and he loves you so fucking much 🥺

; KARLJACOBS

karl jacobs is the definition of wholesome itself

he's literally the sweetest human being you've ever met, you can almost taste cotton candies when you're with him

he's really affectionate and loving towards you, always praising you whenever he's hugging you and holding you close to him! and of course, we can't forget the sweet nicknames he have for you. he just loves giving you so much affection, and you're in for it! 🥺

don't forget his playful side too! he would always joke around with you and maybe be flirty when he's feeling extra playful :) he can go from sending you wholesome memes to weird cursed images, no in between

but you were a little bit shy since you were new in this type of relationship. you told karl that you wanted to learn more first before jumping into more romantic gestures, including kisses.

of course this boy would go "okay! :)" and shower you with gestures you're comfortable with instead (hugs, cuddles, etc.) he wants you to feel comfortable around him, so he respects your boundaries! ♡

then one day when the two of you were cuddling on the couch while watching adventure time, karl jokingly asked what if you gave him a kiss on the cheek like marceline did to bubblegum

and you thought karl has been so sweet with you this whole time. you gotta return the favor to him, right?

so you just displayed a shy smile, leaning closer to him and gave him a small kiss on the cheek before you slowly melt in his arms

his eyes widened and he just wants to scream the way puppycat did

he'd immediately bring you closer to his body and mutter out uncountable i love you's, calling you perfect, sweet, etc. just praising you and being all giggly with you. of course he would be so giggly, you just gave him a kiss!!! 🥺👉👈

he would LOVE to return the favor to you, if you're fine with it!

and if you said yes? places such a sweet kiss on your face and just admire you with his starry eyes 🥺

JNNGGHHH SO MUCH SEROTONIN THIS RELATIONSHIP IS JUST 50% WHOLESOME AND 50% WHOLESOME BUT IN RED

#mcyt #mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #feral boys #feral boys x reader #mcyt fluff #dreamwastaken #dreamwastaken x reader #dream x reader #georgenotfound #georgenotfound x reader #george x reader #sapnap #sapnap x reader #dream #quackity #quackityhq #quackity x reader #quackityhq x reader #karl jacobs #karl jacobs x reader #dream team x reader #dreamwastaken headcanons #dream headcanons #georgenotfound headcanons #george headcanons #sapnap headcanons #quackity headcanons #karl jacobs headcanons #mcyt headcanons

[qianinterprises]

Summer '78

Pairing | bully!Jeno x chubby!Reader

Warning(s) | bullying, harsh words, cussing, sexual assault, name calling, fat shaming, poor shaming, face slapping, angst, hurtful comments, yelling, the Dreamies are not nice people (I know I did Jaemin wrong, I'm sorry)

Synopsis | Jeno was a bully, and you were his primary victim. Nothing should have changed, but Jeno began getting tired of bullying the girl he was in love with simply because she didn't conform to societies beauty standards. So she was chubby? So what?! His friends didn't see it that was.

Genre | ANGST, retro-flashback

Author’s Notes | So I wrote this a while back for an event of NCTA, which was basically writing a retro fic. This fic is very different than the fics I usually write. For one, it is told in Jeno's perspective rather than the readers. For two, this is a "chubby fic." Meaning the reader is seen in the fic as having a larger body weight, which, may I add here, is not a problem, nor should it ever be. If you are being bullied for anything, please don't let it go unreported. Report it as many times as you have to because bullying is not ok, whether it's done at school, at home, or anywhere else. Also, there is a possibility that there will be a part two, I have had some people (before posting it here) request a part two but I'm on the fence about that, but perhaps a part two will show some change and growth on Jeno's part. So we'll see. Tell me your opinions though! I hope you enjoy~

Word Count | 3.5k

Taglist | @treasuretaeil @hachanbaecon @nschitty

A group of six boys sat around a table talking and laughing until a loud crash resounded through the snack shack that brought their attention to a waitress on the floor, yellow heels scattered behind her, empty tray in her hands and spilled drinks everywhere as well as on a girl by the table the waitress had fallen at.

“Clutz,” one of the boys, Jeno, mumbled, shaking his head.

“Fatass,” Jeno’s best friend, Jaemin responded.

The other four muttered something along the lines of agreement as they watched the waitress cowering on the floor with a bright red face as the girl now covered in cola shrieked about her ruined clothing and hair.

Jaemin got up from his seat angrily.

“What the hell are you doing to my girlfriend!” he yelled, approaching the pair.

“Jaeminnie! She poured soda all over me!” the girl pouted, running into Jaemins arms.

Jeno rolled his eyes.

Jeno shook his head. Out of all of the boys in their biker gang, Jaemin just had to be the most gullible, falling for the Queen Bee of the high school who used him for nothing more than his money and face.

“She ruined my shirt,” Jeno heard the girl whine.

Jaemin embraced her tighter.

“You’ll have to pay for her clothing, fatty!” Jaemin demanded.

The waitress was someone Jeno recognized. (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N). She had been one of his best friends when he was a shy ten year old trying to fit in. They both befriended Jaemin and the rest of their group and somewhere along the way, he’d gotten muscular and tall while she’d gotten chubby. With Jeno’s looks, he’d always been popular with girls, but when he became interested in them as more than friends, he’d dumped the girl in favor of girlfriends.

She was a bullied girl wearing outdated clothing that made adequate grades. A nobody. She didn’t fit into any groups. She drifted through high school being shoved against lockers while her books were thrown across the hallway and what little lunch money she had was stolen. More often than not, Jeno or one of the other guys was the perpetrator.

“I can’t…” (y/n) muttered, looking down at the floor.

Jaemin kicked the carrying tray away from her, making the girl flinch.

Something in Jeno’s heart snapped against his chest, but he’d never allow it to escape. He watched tears gather in the corner of the girl's eyes and Jeno fought the urge to pull her to his chest.

Feelings began to stir their first year in high school when he and (y/n) had been seated side-by-side in homeroom and he’d leaned over to tease her about her recent, awkwardly styled hair when he’d met the most beautiful eyes he’d ever seen.

The feelings made his stomach twist in knots and his body tingled. Feelings and sensations that only grew stronger when their skin brushed or when her angelic voice met his ears.

The feelings were what drove him to brash treatment. His hands shoving her shoulders against the lockers as he demanded for her money. Fingers harshly tugging at the ends of her hair. His voice yelling horrible things at her just to hear her speak back.

He couldn’t tell anyone how he was feeling either. Dating the chubby girl would cause him to lose whatever popularity he had obtained along with his pride and his gang. Their leader couldn’t be seen as the weak punk who decided to date the chubby girl from a poor family.

Jaemin sneered down at the blushing girl, taunting her loudly and Jeno watched her feeble attempt at hiding her face.

“Jaemin! Let’s go. Chubby over here isn’t worth our time,” Jeno called loudly, voice filled with authority that had Jaemin immediately moving away from the girl.

“Fine. But she owes us free meals for a week! Those clothes were expensive!” Jaemin whined.

He kissed his girlfriend's cheek and walked to the door to wait on the rest of the gang who were stuffing their last few fries in their mouths or finishing off their milkshakes.

“Let’s roll,” Jaemin called, a grin on his face.

Jeno shook his head at how fast the male changed perspectives. He grabbed his leather jacket off the back of his chair, sliding his arms into it and let it snap against his back.

The last few members finished their plates, leaving them on the table before grabbing their own jackets and following Jaemin out the door. Jeno took the end, stopping by the waitress on the floor.

“Maybe get some heels your fat feet can walk in, huh Dollface?” he sneered.

Her face flew red again and he rolled his eyes.

“And you should stop blushing. You look like a tomato. Vegetables aren’t attractive. Although it’s fitting. Tomatoes are plump.”

He walked out the door without another word, heart hammering painfully in his ears. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, but that was a problem. He couldn’t think chubby girls were beautiful. What would his friends think?

The loud purr of an engine met his ears and he sighed happily, most of his regret getting washed away, uprooted by the smell of motor oil and tires.

Jeno’s ride was a cherry red 1960 Harley-Davidson motorcycle with shiny silver wheels that didn’t match the rusted gas tank or muffler that Jeno was now saving to restore among other things. The black leather seat was slightly cracked from wear over the years and the breaks didn’t always work great. His headlight needed a new spark plug and the oil line leaked. Still, with all of these issues, he loved his bike. Each new issue gave him something to work on at night in his father's tiny little garage when all he wanted was grease on his chest and a wrench in his hand.

“Let’s go Jeno! I wanna ride!” Donghyuck moaned from his spot on his own bike, revving the engine with his right hand.

Jeno rolled his eyes at Donghyuck’s whining. Out of all of them, he was the one that loved traveling the most. They’d gone all the way up the coast the day they’d let Donghyuck lead them.

Jeno nodded and threw his leg over his bike, kicking the kick start lever and sighing happily as the bike roared to life beneath him. He pushed off his kickstand and allowed it to roll forward.

“Let’s go!” he called.

He rolled to the front of the group before revving the engine and turning onto the main road leaving the beachside snack shack behind.

~

When Jeno pulled into the driveway of his house, he parked his motorcycle beside his elder brother's black and gold Harley, letting the kickstand rest against the dirt driveway and dismounted..

He made his way into the house where his older brother, Jaehyun, was sitting alone in the living room flipping through channels.

Jeno’s heart hurt. All through the ride, he thought about (y/n) and the pained look in her eyes every time someone teased her. He knew it wasn’t right to bully her, especially for something as shallow as her weight or her clothes, but when the girls Jeno dated began mocking her, Jeno joined in, and pretty soon, she was alone. It hurt that Jeno could have stopped it. He could have kept her as a friend instead of ditching her, and now, here he was, hopelessly in love with the girl he bullied and too afraid to stand up to his friends out of fear that they would dump him.

“I have a problem,” he groaned, flopping down on the couch.

Jaehyun turned the small box television off and turned his attention to Jeno. Jeno rolled his head back on the plush green sofa and sighed.

“There’s this girl I like…” he started.

Jaehyun groaned in disinterest.

“So tell her. Not like you can’t get any girl. I heard you’re one of the kings of your class,” he replied.

Jeno whined. It was true. He could virtually have anyone he wanted, yet the one person he couldn’t have was the one he desired.

“I can’t. My friends wouldn’t approve and she’d never go for me… not after everything I’ve done,” he muttered hopelessly.

“Why do you care so much what your punk friends think? Do what you want, not what they want you to do.”

Jeno sighed. It wasn’t that easy and Jaehyun should know that.

“She’d never go out with me anyway and I can never tell her!” Jeno whined, hoping his brother would understand.

He was far too ashamed to come out and say exactly why she wouldn’t. “There’s girls that don’t like you?” Jaehyun asked, clearly shocked.

Jeno nodded sullenly.

“Just one…”

That seemed to make the links click in Jaehyun’s mind and Jeno wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing.

“You don’t mean you like the poor girl you always bully, do you?”

So Jaehyun knew about that. No wonder his brother had grown distant since Jeno had started high school.

“Um… yes…” he mumbled.

Jaehyun shuffled around on the beige chair he was sitting on before one of his dirty socks was being chucked at Jeno’s head.

“Hey!” Jeno snapped.

“You don’t treat people like that! You and your friends are assholes! That poor girl won’t forgive you for what you’ve done to her!” Jaehyun yelled.

Jeno wanted to yell back, but he knew Jaehyun was right. He was an asshole.

“What do I do to get her to like me… I don’t know how to stop this mess…” he mumbled. Jaehyun groaned and grabbed the large remote, flipping the television back on.

“You make things right. Stop bullying the girl and apologize like you mean it. Even then, it may be too late,” Jaehyun answered before his attention was back into the heavy box television.

Jeno sighed. He knew his brother was right.

~

The next afternoon, Jeno pulled his motorcycle into the parking lot of the snack shack, parking alongside Jisungs rusting brown one he refused to let Jaemin or Jeno strip and repaint.

Jeno dismounted and walked into the shack. His friends were crowded around their usual table, talking loudly.

Jeno walked over to the table and slid into the booth beside Renjun.

“What’d I miss?” he asked.

Jaemin was cackling and fishing ice out of his soda glass.

“(y/n) is on our table today!” he smirked.

Jeno’s heart dropped. That meant they’d be extra cruel to her today and Jeno really couldn’t do anything to tell her or his friends how he felt. The universe must really hate him.

Jaemin got the ice out of his cola glass and held it in his palm, his faze shifting to where (y/n) was shuffling around in her red striped shirt and black pants, wearing those same yellow heels.

“What are you gonna-”

Jeno was cut off as Jaemin smirked and launched the ice cube across the table, getting enough air to fly across the room until it dived down into the low cut v-line of (y/n)’s striped shirt.

“Yes! 10 points!” Jaemin cheered loudly.

(y/n) squeaked at the sudden intrusion of ice, a sound that Jeno found oddly adorable, even if it wasn’t a good kind of squeak.

Her face flamed red and she hurried back to put her notepad down on the chef’s counter before moving back to their table.

“Can I get you guys anything else?” she asked, her voice having gone up an octave from embarrassment.

“I want a chocolate milkshake,” Renjun answered.

(y/n) jotted it down and moved to look at the rest.

“I want a burger that’s charred on one side, but not too charred. Don’t bring me burnt meat or I’ll make your fatass eat it,” Jaemin said.

Jeno sighed at his friend, shaking his head subtly.

“I want a burger with a dollop of ketchup and three pickles. Don’t you dare give me any more or less than three pickles,” Donghyuck ordered.

Jeno rolled his eyes. Donghyuck didn’t even like pickles.

She glanced at Jisung and Chenle, both who were contently sipping their cola’s and completely ignoring her existence, so, after scribbling down everyone else’s orders, she turned her eyes to Jeno.

“Coke with ten pieces of ice and a burger.”

(y/n) nodded, writing all of the information down and shuffled off to the counter again.

“Do we really have to be that mean to her? She looked like she was going to cry,” Renjun muttered.

Jaemin rolled his eyes.

Jeno nodded in agreement to Renjun. Her face was sullen and her eyes glistened with tears that hadn’t fallen. His heart sank at the thought that maybe something had happened at home or that their words had finally gotten to her. In all the time they’d been bullying her, she never once said anything much to them, and they’d never seen her cry.

“Do you think we should lay off her?” he suggested.

Donghyuck and Jaemin snorted at the same time.

“Why would we do that?” Donghyuck asked.

Jeno shook his head. His friends could be such assholes sometimes. They wouldn’t even stop for someone that seems to be almost crying, they just use it to play more games. More buttons to press.

“If you’re so worried, Jeno, go check on her,” Chenle challenged.

“Yeah, go check on her!” Jaemin cackled.

Jeno shook his head and sighed, getting out of the booth. He knew very well what they expected him to do, or at least, what they wanted him to do, but he didn’t know if he could take calling her names anymore. Not when it felt like his soul was screaming at him not to.

He didn’t have much of a choice as he made his way over to her, however. He couldn’t control what his friends wanted and what he was obligated to give.

He moved up behind her and while her back was turned, he brought his hand down hard on her butt as his friends cackled loudly from their table. Jeno’s ears burned in embarrassment and guilt. If his mother knew what he’d just done, she’d be dragging him out of the snack shack by his ear.

He didn’t really know what to expect from (y/n). What he didn’t expect however, was her body whirling around rapidly, her hand raising angrily, and the sharp stinging sensation across his cheek.

“YOU HAVE NO RIGHT! I HAVE DONE NOTHING TO YOU, AND YET ALL YOU ARE YOUR ASSHOLE BUDDIES WANNA DO IS BULLY ME! WELL PISS OFF! I DON’T NEED THIS!” she screamed.

Jeno’s eyes widened. This was new…

“YOU ARE A BUNCH OF PUNKASS BOYS WITH NOTHING BETTER TO DO, BUT I SWEAR THE NEXT TIME I HEAR A COMMENT ABOUT MY WEIGHT, CLOTHES, OR HAIR, OR ANYONE TOUCHEs ME, I WILL SHOVE MY FAT FOOT UP YOUR BUTTHOLE!” she screamed angrily.

The cackling from the table had stopped as the boys gaped at their waitress in shock.

“AND YOU IDIOTS CAN GET YOUR OWN DAMN BURGERS!”

The snack shack had gone deathly quiet. Jeno stood as still as a statue, face still stinging, but not quite as painful now. The outburst from this usually quiet and reserved girl shocked him to his very core, but it also made him feel worse. Sure, the ice throwing, name calling, and excessively stupid orders had added fuel to the fire, but it was Jeno’s action that had thrown her over the edge.

“I-I’m… sorry…” he stammered out.

“DON’T SAY SORRY TO ME AFTER THE HELL YOU’VE PUT ME THROUGH!” she screamed.

Jeno’s heart pounded in his chest and his eyes gazed at her fearfully.

“I think it’s time you go home, (y/n), calm down and come back tomorrow,” the owner of the snack shack said, walking out of his office.

(y/n) nodded and let out a sniffle. Jeno didn’t know when she’d started crying. She grabbed the bag the owner handed her before running out of the shack.

“And you, young man. You and your boys get out of my shack. You’re all banned for a week. Come back in here acting like that and you’ll be banned permanently,” he said, eyes fixed angrily on Jeno.

Jeno turned to look back at his gang and sighed, waving a hand for them all to follow.

~

After the incident, Jeno hadn’t felt much like going on a ride with the rest of the gang. They were all perfectly fine, cackling and talking about the outburst, but Jeno couldn’t stomach it. The way she’d screamed. How upset she’d looked. He was done being a bully. Now he just needed to figure out how to go from bully to courting her, if that were even possible.

He parked his bike beside Jaehyun’s again, happy to see his brother was home and not at the rusty body shop he worked at.

He ran into the house, taking the front steps two at a time, and when he was inside, he made his way to the room he shared with Jaehyun.

“I need to borrow your boombox!” he yelled at the male.

Jaehyun, clearly not expecting the sudden intrusion, jumped off the small bed, stuffing the adult rated magazine he’d been “reading” under his mattress. Jeno rolled his eyes. He didn’t have time to find ways to ruin Jaehyun’s relationship with his girlfriend or rat him out to their mother.

“I. need. Your. boom. Box!” he enunciated.

Jaehyun stared at him incredulously.

“Uh… Why?” he asked.

Jeno shook his head angrily and shoved past Jaehyun to siffle through his side of the room searching for the large, heavy, cassette playing boombox his brother had bought a month ago.

“I need it to fix my (y/n) situation!” Jeno explained as he searched.

Jaehyun groaned.

“Movies aren’t real! That won’t work!”

Jeno ignored him. The guy always showed up at the window of the girl he was hoping to impress and the girl always forgave him. It’d work. It had to.

Jeno grabbed the large boombox from beneath Jaehyun’s bed, groaning at the weight. He heard Jaehyun sigh.

“Good luck then.”

Jeno didn’t need it. This would work. It had to work.

~

The ride to (y/n)’s house had proven to be a bit difficult as he struggled to hold the boombox against him. The box was large and heavy, with a small cassette player at the top that already had his chosen tape resting inside it.

The trip over was one of many stops and repositionings in an attempt not to drop the box that could very well make everything alright. He could just imagine her grinning in glee and running down to meet him, forgiving him for everything he’d ever done to hurt her.

By the time he got to her house, dusk was falling. He had maybe ten minutes before darkness engulfed the sky. Ten minutes in which he’d be tasked with making everything better.

He moved around the side of the common two story house and found (y/n)’s window easily. She appeared to be dancing to the music playing from the vinyl record player he could almost see perched by the window. It brought a smile to his lips. She looked so happy and carefree.

He could watch her all night, but he was here for a reason. He had to apologize for everything he’d ever done and confess.

He found a rock likely from her driveway by her window in the grass and picked it up. It was only one so he had to make it count.

He pressed play on the cassette player portion of the boombox and ‘It’s sad to belong’ came flowing out melodically from the speakers.

”Met you on a springtime day,”

He threw the rock hard against her window, flinching as he heard the rock bounce off. He was surprised it hadn’t broken the window.

”You were mindin’ your life and I was mindin’ mine too. The window opened and Jeno’s heart hammered in his chest.

“(y/f/n) (y/l/n)! I am so in love with you it hurts. I am so sorry for everything I’ve ever done to hurt you! All the bullying. All the teasing. I’m so sorry. You’re not fat or ugly! You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen! I just couldn’t show it! But I don’t care what my friends think! I love you! I want to be with you! I want to court you! Please forgive me!” he pleaded, not giving the girl a chance to say anything.

When he finished speaking, the song was nearing an end and his body was shaking. The girl looked almost close to tears again and Jeno grew hopeful that in any second, she’d run downstairs and jump into his arms.

“Yes it’s sad to belong to someone else when the right one comes along.”

“You love me huh? Well you have a funny way of showing it,” she sneered.

The window slammed shut and the drapes were immediately dropped, leaving Jeno alone in the darkness of the evening, his hopes dashed across the grass.

He’d waited too long to apologize.

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Hi ♥ I'm so sorry for asking this but my mind has been a mess since I read the last chapter. But if you have the time and idea will you share your most fluffiest headcanon/fanon of the aot characters. It could be all levihan or anyone really. Of course, if you want to that is cause I know I may be asking for way too much. But I just can't conjure anything right now. You could also link me with anything if you can't (I'm actually saving your latest fic for this very reason. So so excited to read that one) Sorry to bother you. Wishing your day is better than mine ♥

Oh bb! There there! 💖 It’s okay! And no need to apologise! I love thinking up HCs! God the last chapter sounds like a real trip... here are some headcanons for you (this is a complete mess because I’m a messy bitch), but I hope they make you smile! Some might be really ooc, haven’t read the manga!

If anyone’s upset about the chapter and want more HCs hit me up (spoiler free, as always💖)! I have more!

Hanji sneezes like a dad. Like full on HAXCHAAAABWAAAAAA. It makes everyone jump. It also earns a few shrieks (Hanji you can’t do that they’re all traumatised kids). Everyone except Levi who just deadpans. “At least cover your mouth dipshit...”

Erwin does not know how to respond to anyone’s jokes but his own (save for a few notable mentions). If you tell him a joke he likes, he’ll go on about it for days. He’ll bring it up to everyone (occasionally unknowingly appropriating it as his own). Nobody finds his jokes particularly funny. He also doesn’t know how to respond to Levi or Hanji’s banter. With Hanji, he often responds by chuckling affectionately. Like how you would a puppy. With Levi, Erwin can never really tell if he’s being serious, so he just responds with a “uh... yeah... Alright...”

Erwin and Mike have matching tattoos. They got it during a really messy night out after an expedition. The tattoo is really bad, really cheesy, Hanji probably egged them on. Nanaba sighs every time she sees it.

Moblit is a lightweight. Clingy when drunk. Also gossips a lot. Erwin takes advantage of this and Nifa/Nanaba has to step in.

Nanaba receives the most valentines! She gets many from the cadets as well. (I think this is Canon somewhere?) Also Hans and Nans link arms all the time you can’t tell me otherwise.

Reiner is that friend who asks for advice in a roundabout manner. “So I have a friend... And he recently developed a crush on this girl right... But back home, he had a boy who wouldn’t stop tormenting him you know? Like an actual bully. But he just... thinks about his bully sometimes and wonders how he’s doing... What does that mean?” And Jean is always right on his bullshit- “means you’re a raging bisexual, Reiner...”

Jean has ONE pickup line he always uses on Mikasa when he’s drunk (with no recollection of ever using it). “Remember me? Oh, that's right, I've only met you in my dreams.” And Mikasa is so used to it by now she finishes the line for him when he’s midway through (“in your dreams right?) and she’s always amused when he just gapes in shock.

Levi discovers Armin’s pet rat one day during a routine check. He’s mortified. He fuckin hates rats. And the rules are clear- no pets. But Armin is sniffling and he can’t deal so he gets Hanji to deal with “the infestation”. Hanji sighs and goes through the rules with him- no pets, Armin. And Hanji thinks goddamn, this has certainly come full circle. She remembers the many pets she’s smuggled into the bunks during her cadet days and she softens, whispers to Armin and tells him tips and tricks to keep them a secret. Ratticus lived to a ripe old age of 5.

Levi has a standard way of comforting the kids. He’ll make them tea when they’re visibly upset. He’ll set it down in front of them wordlessly with a biscuit (special ration) on the side. If it still doesn’t work, he’ll ask them if he needs to get Hanji.

Sasha and Mikasa have a thing where they’ll talk to one another like noble ladies. “Could you pass the sugar, Lady Blouse?” “Have you heard about Connie’s foot rot Lady Ackerman? Absolutely ghastly business...” they gossip like that too. Sometimes they put on their best dresses at night and just sit around their room, talking and doing one another’s hair.

Levi and Hanji have their own thing where Hanji would play different roles and Levi just... goes with it? “A long day at work bringing home the bacon and I come home to this mess?! Where’s my back rub woman!” And Levi responds seamlessly with a “if you spend half the time you spend at the pub at home you’ll know how hard it is to keep a house”.

Connie has moments of sheer genius that leaves everyone stunned. It comes and it goes. One moment he waxes philosophical, or comes up with some complex strategy, and the next he’s everyone favourite idiot again. “And... He’s back...” the rest would say.

When they had been kids, people used to mix up Jean and Eren all the time. And they used to respond with a very disgusted “I’m Eren/Jean you idiot!” But now they’re older and they look radically different so people get it right but it’s a running joke for Jean to say “I’m Eren you idiot!” And for Eren to say “I’m Jean you idiot!”

#levihan #jeankasa #levihan hc #jeankasa hc #104 #vets hc #Reiner Braun #Mikasa Ackerman #Jean Kirstein #hange zoe #Levi Ackerman #Mike zacharius #Nanaba #Erwin smith #Eren Jaeger #Sasha Blouse #Armin Arlert #moblit berner #Connie Springer #sakurasmoon #mine #inbox #shingeki no kyojin

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Ok, this is my last request, I swear and scout's honor...I'm sorry for bothering you and being annoying, please forgive me!

Uhm...how about a fic or headcanons on Monoma with a female s/o who's short (as in, 4' 11"...I think our boy is 5' 7", but I could be wrong) and is a coffee-addict, and it gets to a point where Monoma's worried for her addiction and health, so he tries to keep it away from her for a few days, please? He can also like, tease her about it and play the height bully since she's a shrimp compared to him when she tries to get her coffee back?

Like last time, I don't mind if what you write is sfw or nsfw. I just need more blonde copycat boi in my life, lol! Thank you! 😊 I hope you have a good day/night/weekend!

I’M SO HAPPY YOU CAME BACK!!! Don’t ever feel like your annoying, i love hearing from you.

It took me a bit to make this, sorry about that. Hope you enjoy!

Caffeine Rush

Monoma x F! Reader

Note: H/c (your hair color)

W: Mentions of NSFW, Monoma Being Absolutely in Love With You

TW: Vomit, Addiction

Monoma’s favorite thing to do each morning is to wake up to your beautiful face. You always tell him that it isn’t but he gladly disagrees with you because you’re wrong. He would watch you sleep for a few minutes, hours if the day before was truly exhausting for you, and just sigh like the lovesick fool he was. That peace becoming disrupted when the alarm in his phone would go off indicating the beginning of the weekday.

“My love, wake up.” Monoma leaned down to shower you with kisses, even as you swatted him away with your hand. The attempts that were made to cover yourself with the blanket didn’t stop him from attacking you with hugs. Warm and inviting rest but quickly changing to panic as he lifted you from the bed and walked out to the common area blanket included. Your other classmates were already up doing their usual morning routines. They found your relationship with Monoma adorable, concerning but adorable. The way Monoma brags about you and your achievement was sickening.

“Nei! Put me down, please. I was comfortable and warm.” Monoma laughed at the whining and placed you down on the couch.

“No can do my love. You need fuel in that body of yours. A healthy meal makes a healthy body. A healthy body makes a healthy mind.” You rolled your eyes at your boyfriends’ poetic speech and made yourself comfortable on the couch, laying down and covering yourself again with the blanket he wrapped you in.

“What do want for breakfast, my love?”

“Give me coffee, no sugar. If there are any muffins, give me one please.” Monomas posture deflated a little to the request.

“Coffee, again?” He questioned. You nodded your head and drifted back to sleep. The rest of the class watched as Monoma begrudgingly made the coffee you requested. The entire time he was mumbling something under his breath, something about how you loved the tar drink more than him.

You thanked him once he handed over your drink while Monoma sat down next to you with his meal. He leaned into you and ate in peace. He kept grumbling from time to time and chewed violently when he took another bite.

“Monoma? What are you doing?” You asked him.

“Nothing.” Was his only response before continuing to shovel food into his mouth. Once finished, he took your empty cup and his plate to the sink to wash. You on the other hand had other plans.

“Neito, I’m going out. I’ll see you later.” Monoma said goodbye to you and let you go. He knew what you were planning on doing and he wasn’t happy about it. Honestly, it was ridiculous how much you seemed to depend on it. It was the weekend, so there was no harm in leaving campus.

You got dressed back in your dorm room and said your goodbyes to your classmates who were still in the common area. As you headed into the city you went straight to your favorite shop. It was a small business run by a college kid who had too much money and too much time to burn. You weren’t about to complain, the coffee was good and the environment was pleasant to be in. Once there you ordered your usual coffee variant and sat down to enjoy it, not being aware that you were being watched the entire time.

Monoma was fuming. Another cup of coffee right away? You just drank your first a few minutes ago, why would you need another one? It wasn’t like you didn’t work hard, that wasn’t the problem. You were dedicated to training and your relationship with him. He understands that he could be a hassle sometimes and he’s very grateful for the opportunity to be with you, but this was just ridiculous. He didn’t want to destroy your piece but it had to be done.

“Y/n, what are you doing?” You turned towards the voice and watched as your boyfriend walked up to you. He was marching, an interesting choice but he was him so it wasn’t out of character.

“Hi, Nei is there a problem? Also, why did you follow me?” You asked amused. Monoma didn’t bother to sit down once he was next to you instead, he opted to bend down to look at you. He wasn’t happy.

“I followed you to see if you were going to buy another cup of coffee. Do you want to guess what happened Y/n? Hmm?” You giggled at him and took a sip from your drink.

“I bought coffee.”

“Yes, you bought coffee!” The other customers in the shop turned to look at the scene Monoma was making and the sudden attention filled you with embarrassment. You didn’t think Monoma would make a huge deal out of something so meaningless.

“Nei, cut it out!” You whisper yelled at him. You tried pulling him down so he would sit, instead, Monoma grabbed your cup and your hand. He dragged you out of the shop and walk with you to the train station.

“Where are we going now?” Monoma didn’t bother to respond to you. He just stared ahead of him and kept your coffee cup away from you. Once the train arrived he practically picked you up and took you inside. It was a bit empty so he was able to find seats for the both of you, he wrapped an arm around you as he kept the cup in between his legs and out of your reach. He pulled you up once you got to the correct stop and took you to the entrance of the mall.

“Whats this Nei? A last-minute date?” You teased. Monomas face flushed and just ignored your stare.

“We haven’t gone on a date in some time-”

“We had one yesterday.”

“So I thought that this would be nice and I also get to spoil you, so don’t complain.” He took your hand and brought you inside.

It was bustling with life. People walking around looking for things that they need and buying others that they don’t. It was a pleasant scene yet your body would disagree with you. The throbbing that you felt in the front part of your skull wasn’t pleasant but it was constant. It’s been like this for a few weeks. You read that coffee could help with easing it, something about it probably the throbbing being due to some visual exposure. Monoma had taken your drink so that was no longer an option. Knowing him, he probably takes a small sip and then spits it out while berating you on how your taste buds must be dead if you didn’t react as he did.

“So where to?” You asked him. Monoma laced his hand with yours and walked you to a clothing store. He looked at different articles of clothing and asked for your input. Most of the things he picked out were simple in design or minimalist, nothing that needed consideration. Yet he asked and you being the ever caring girlfriend gave some input.

“This would look nice with um, with some light blue jeans” The throbbing in your head was beginning to get worse and it wasn’t helping that the bright light within the store was the only thing to look at. It was too much for you.

“Hey, Monoma. I need to go to the bathroom, ok?” You left Monoma in the middle of the store as he just watched you go. He spoke to you but you couldn’t hear him.

He had tried reaching for you but you were already too far for him to grab. Monoma. You called him by his last name instead of his first. In the times that you both have had arguments, you always called him by his first name no matter what the situation was. You’ve been acting odd for some time and it was worrying him. He was aware that you drank more than the recommended when it came to coffee, so it wasn’t surprising that you felt ill. Monoma was no stranger to bad habits, he was being too clingy and overly competitive. You reassured him that he wasn’t clingy and that you found it endearing more than anything. Regarding the competitiveness, he could tone it down a little bit when it came to arguing with the other hero course. He felt like he was annoying to you and that you only started dating him because you felt pity for him after he fell on his face as he was running up to you. His nose was bleeding but that didn’t stop you from kissing him on the lips and accepting his date offer. He loved you, he’s known this since his first year. Seeing you sick was upsetting, he felt like a lost boyfriend for not helping you. He tried, he hides the coffee grounds, he hides your wallet sometimes and even started having you sleep in his dorm to ensure you slept.

Monoma waited outside of the store for a moment, waiting to see if you would come back once you were done in the bathroom. You never came back which lead to him going towards the bathrooms. He was met with a line of women waiting for the bathroom and a few people waiting outside of the all gendered bathroom.

“Hello. I’m sorry to interrupt you but did you by any chance see a woman who looked ill come by here?” The person turned around to look at Monoma.

“Was it someone with h/o hair?” Monoma nodded his head and the stranger pointed at one of the bathrooms that were occupied. Monoma thanked them and knocked on the door gently.

”Y/n. It’s me, are you ok?” You tried answering but the sound of gagging and something liquid hitting the toilet was indicating that you wouldn’t answer him. Monoma quickly asked around to see who had a quirk that allowed him to help you. He found someone whose quirk allowed them to change their fingers into any key, interesting quirk, and he opened the bathroom door. When he closed it he saw you slumped over the toilet throwing up.

“Nei- I can’t- breath.” You hiccuped. Monoma pulled your hair back and rubbed your back in a soothing motion.

“It’s ok, I’m here.” You continued to throw up everything in your stomach. Almost everything that came up was liquid and smelled heavily of stomach acid with a touch of coffee. Monoma watched in horror as you emptied yourself. He felt useless. He couldn’t do anything other than making sure that your clothes stayed clean.

“Y/n, let me take you back to the dorms. You need to get checked by Recovery Girl.” You felt too dizzy to protest and just lifted your arms and had him carry you out.

On the train, Monoma draped his jacket over your head, hiding you away from any light that could worsen your headache. He kept you close, your head laying on top of his shoulder and his hand on the side of your head keeping you steady as the train rocked. Once off, he picked you up and carried you to Recovery Girl. She asked him a multitude of questions about what happened and asked him to step outside of the infirmary. She sent you to your dorm to rest with a bottle full of medicine and Monoma picked you up again to make the trip easier on you.

At your dorm, he laid you down on your bed and went down to the kitchen to get you a glass of water. You sat yourself up on your bed and took some of the liquid medicine. It was bitter yet sweet, it soothed your aching throat and helped ease your agitated stomach. When Monoma came back he crouched down in front of you, handing you the glass of water he had gotten for you.

“How do feel?” His face was showered with concern. This wasn’t uncommon for him when it came to you or any of his classmates. He didn’t like seeing you hurt nor sick, so this was overwhelming his heart a little bit.

“My throat burns a bit but I’m ok.” You smiled weakly. Monoma didn’t believe anything you were telling him but he also didn’t want to start an argument.

Monoma decided to pull you into bed and lay next to you. He covered your body with his arms around your waist as he tangled your legs with his own. He gave you a quick kiss on the lips, then placing his chin on the top of your head.

“Rest my love. You’ll feel better tomorrow.” You didn’t attempt to argue with him. Your head was hurting badly and your body was still tense from the vomiting you did earlier. You made yourself comfortable within Monomas chest and used him as an anchor. He was warm and welcoming, how couldn’t you take advantage of this.

The morning came and so did the sunlight that invaded your room. Monoma woke up ready to look at your beautiful face, a smile already forming as he imagined how you would look that morning. Ethereal as always he believes. Yet, when he opened his eyes you weren’t comfortably placed in his arms. You weren’t even in the room. He shot up from the bed and went rushing down to the common room.

“Y/n! What are you doing!?” Monoma watched you as you were seated on one of the tables. With a cup of steaming coffee. Again.

“My head hurts, the coffee helps it feel better.” Monomas eyes widened as he walked towards you.

“I understand, but couldn’t you have taken some pain medication or have at least told me?” He stood next to you and looked at how much coffee you still had left in your cup. It was at halfway. He made an executive decision and grabbed it from you.

“Neito, what are you?” You tried to reach for the cup but it was immediately raised above you.

“Nei, that isn’t funny. Give me back my coffee!” Monoma only grinds at you.

“No, it isn’t my fault you’re the shortest person in our year.” You used your quirk to try and inflict some damage onto him but to no avail. He just raised it higher.

“Nei! I swear you’re all legs and arms. How are you this tall!?” Monoma could only laugh at your silly attempts to reach for the cup. He leaned down enough for your faces to meet.

“I’ll give it back if you promise me something.”

“Sure, what is it?” Monomas grin softened around the edges. His eyes looking briefly at your lips and back to your eyes.

“For one, limit your coffee intake.” You frowned at him.

“Didn’t you just hear me? It helps with the headaches.”

“And for two,” He got closer to you. His mouth inches from your own. “For every time you minimize, ill give you whatever else you want.”

You cocked a brow up and returned the sly grin.

“Oh, like what exactly Neito Monoma?” He shivered at the mention of his full name. A tint becoming present on his cheeks.

“I don’t know, maybe kissing.” He leaned closer. Your lips touching but just by a little.

“Or maybe something more.” He added in. You decided to take the lead and closed the gap between the two of you. His lips were surprisingly soft, must be because of the religious chapstick use.

He became impatient and pushed his tongue into your mouth. He sighed into the kiss and pull you in closer by placing a hand on your lower back. You kissed back with fever and played with his tongue a bit. You made him moan, the hand holding the cup lowering to place it on the table. You quickly snatched it from him and backed away from the kiss you were sharing. A  wet popping sound made itself present once you parted from him, a light string of saliva attached to your once connected lips. Monoma looked confused, his eyes hazy from the euphoria of kissing you.

“What?” He asked confused. You just giggled and walked away with the cup of the now lukewarm coffee. Monoma quickly trailed behind you, hand reaching out to take the cup. You walked to the sink and dumped all of the coffee down the drain.

“I know I should stop. I know.” You turned towards him and place your hand on his cheek. You admired him for a moment. His face was still red and his chest was still expanding slowly trying to get more air in. You gently caressed his lips with your thumb and quickly gave him a peck on them.

“But I’ll only stop because you asked me to.” You kissed him deeply. Monoma wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you in place.

“I love you Nei.” Monomas face flushed deeper and he hid his face on the crook of your neck. He had to bend down to do so but it was worth it.

“I love you too Y/n.”

#monoma x you #bnha monoma #monoma x reader #mha monoma #monoma neito #monoma #monoma neito x reader #monoma x f! reader #monoma x y/n #mha monoma x reader #mha #bnha

[yami-kada]

Mission 2

Recently I read a fanfic on AO3 called Interlude - Class 1-A by @itslivybear and was inspired a bit to write a fic based on that! Well really I got inspiration for a single line (you'll know it when you see it) and then had to write a whole thing to be able to share that one line, but oh well. This is my first time writing a chatfic or even any BNHA content at all, so I hope it doesn't suck! Thanks to @shadesofflame for being an awesome beta!

(Quick FYI in this AU M*neta and Bakugou are replaced with Shinsou and Monoma, sorry for any confusion. Also a name guide can be found at the bottom.)

RockSolid: Um, so.

RockSolid: Remember the missions during the Sports Festival?

PurpleGrape: Oh hell yeah.

PurpleGrape: Still cherish the look on that bastard's face.

Spoderman: jehxgjc Kiri I got it on video!!!

JazzHands: You've had video of the capture of the bounty this whole time and never showed us???

LSD: I thought we were friends Sero!

Spoderman: omg no not that I totally would have shared earlier if i did

Spoderman: im talking about That.

RockSolid: no Sero don't tell them!

RockSolid: it's embarrassing!

PikaCHU: Tell us, tell us!

NYOOM: Kaminari-kun! If Kirishima-kun wishes to keep his privacy, then it is our duty as his classmates to respect that!

Spoderman: ok but consider: he already gave them a major hint and they are about to POUNCE

BreadIsPain: As a witness as well, I must say that Kirishima was si attirant que j'ai failli m'évanouir~*

RockSolid: thanks, I think?

MOMo: To paraphrase Aoyama, he is essentially saying you were very manly, Kirishima!

RockSolid: aw thanks bro!! Don't believe you but thanks!

Spoderman: you take that lack of confidence back I have evidence right here that says you are super fucking manly!

LSD: ok please now we have to know so that we can show Kiri how great he is!!!

MOMo: I must admit that the commentary seen thus far has me rather curious as well.

RockSolid: You guys…

RockSolid: alright then, I'll tell you!

Spoderman: sweet ill pull it up!

RockSolid: bro don't you dare! my story, I get to tell it!

Spoderman: oh yeah of course bro!!

Spoderman: but if after you wanna show it then i am READY.

JazzHands: This is very sweet and all but I am very thirsty for this TEA.

RockSolid: on it!

Kirby: Kiri you've been typing for so long that I'm getting Izuku vibes here.

GreenGrape: Hey!

RockSolid: sorry! this is harder than I thought!

Spoderman: want me to start it off?

RockSolid: you know what, sure.

Spoderman: aight so,

Spoderman: Council, what qualifies as capturing the bounty?

GreenGrape: Guys no the bounty is over please no more bounty-hunting Kacchan.

MOMo: Your objection is noted and overruled, Izuku.

MOMo: For your question, Sero, I do not believe we ever set specific limitations on what qualified, but I was under the impression that it was limited to the Sports Festival. Why do you ask?

Spoderman: just double checking

Spoderman: because my bro here just totally shot both missions out of the park!!!

LSD: gaSP!!!

JazzHands: bOTH?!

RockSolid: no not both!! we have no confirmation for either, technically!

Kirby: Technically? What do you mean by that?

RockSolid: ahhhh ok so Sero and I were eating lunch in the courtyard because it was nice out, right?!

RockSolid: and we were chillin, being bros, birds were singing, all was good.

RockSolid: and then we heard a small explosion before the bounty walked in at the other end of the courtyard and started kicking at the wall.

PikaCHU: omg so angy.

RockSolid: and like fine, we can tune him out, just try to act like he's not there, you know?

RockSolid: But then he started yelling at random people in the courtyard, just acting pissed as hell.

PikaCHU: oMG so ANGY.

RockSolid: and that's just not manly at all, you know? going off on people like that just because you're in a bad mood.

GreenGrape: Yeah… that's Kacchan for you.

RockSolid: so he's making his way around the courtyard now, like everyone needs their daily dose of asshole for him to be happy, and the closer he got the more annoyed I got.

Spoderman: here it comes!

RockSolid: and eventually I get up, because I have had just about enough, and walk right up to him.

RockSolid: he doesn't see me coming, because he was too busy yelling at some girl, and I get right up behind him.

RockSolid: and then I just called out to get his attention, and spun him to face me while making sure I end up between him and the girl.

RockSolid: and well I told him off a little bit and got him to back off then left in a hurry.

RockSolid: and that's it!

Spoderman: oh no you don't

BreadIsPain: Oui! Monsieur Kirishima, you must tell the climax with just as much zest as the build-up!

Spoderman: what he said! no skipping out on the best part!

RockSolid: but!!!

Jacked: No buts, mister. We're all way too invested now for you to back down.

RockSolid: :(

RockSolid: fine! you win!

RockSolid: so uh when I got his attention, I also got my hand onto his shoulder, and used his surprise to knock his feet a bit off balance and pulled him back, but then I ended up with him in my arms and could tell he was about to start yelling so I just…

RockSolid: you know…

RockSolid: flirted?

LSD: oh my GoD this is great!!!

PikaCHU: Hell yeah Kiri! Go get yourself a manz!

RockSolid: I'm not getting a man! He's probably going to kill me the next time he sees me!

Spoderman: i dunno, it took him a good long while to reboot after what you said there

Spoderman: you might have a shot

PurpleGrape: Well if you're not going to get a man out of this, mind telling us what you said so I can bait him next time he tries to be an ass?

RockSolid: uhhh…

RockSolid: I'm nervous.

BreadIsPain: If you will allow me, I shall finish your tale off dazzlingly!

RockSolid: Thanks Aoyama.

BreadIsPain: Bien entendu!

BreadIsPain: While holding him in his arms tightly in a dip, faces inches apart, Monsieur Kirishima leaned impossibly closer to emphasize his point.

RockSolid: oh god I regret everything.

LSD: Hush, it's getting good!

BreadIsPain: With a growl to his voice and his eyes burning above a smirk, he said "You know, you're damn cute when you're angry, but you'd be downright sexy if you shut the fuck up." Then he straightened up to fling the lost soul to the side, and saunter off like the devil was guarding his back, leaving the bounty terribly confused in his wake.

PurpleGrape: Whoa.

PikaCHU: Holy shit?!

RockSolid: what is that description?!?!?!

JazzHands: Kiri that was PERFECT oh my god?!

LSD: It's ART is what it is!

Spoderman: don't forget how red the guy was! Kiri was cool as a cucumber but the other guy couldn't stop blushing after seeing his face!!!

MOMo pinned a message

RockSolid: Yaomomo!!!

MOMo: My apologies, Kirishima, but I felt it only right to ensure easy access to your most manly moment.

LSD: Yeah Kiri! Then one day we can all look back on this and celebrate how everything started!!

RockSolid: How what started???

LSD: E v e r y t h i n g

RockSolid: @Spoderman bro hide me I’m scared.

Spoderman: hey guys, wanna see a GREAT video?

Spoderman: the stars are our main man, Kiri, and the bounty!

PikaCHU: hell yeah!!!

Jacked: Lay it on me.

PurpleGrape: Sure.

JazzHands: Do you really have to ask????

RockSolid: but I already told you what happened!

RockSolid: why do you want to see me being so embarrassing?

PikaCHU: bro we all appreciate you so much of course we want to see you being manly!

LSD: Just from what you all said there is no way you don’t look great in that vid, Kiri!

PikaCHU: gotta give support where support is due!!

PurpleGrape: They’ll all bully Sero into showing them one way or another anyways, might as well give in now.

RockSolid: but...

BreadIsPain: Nous devons vous montrer à quel point vous brillez et dissiper ces pensées douteuses!**

MOMo: I could not have said it better myself, Aoyama!

RockSolid: I don’t even know what he said though?!?!?!?!?!?!

Spoderman: Kiri.

Spoderman: Bro.

Jacked: Well shoot he’s using proper grammar and everything.

Spoderman: Rude.

Spoderman: Anyways Bro.

RockSolid: yeah?

Spoderman: You are epic. This video shows you being epic. And putting an asshole in their place.

Spoderman: You have nothing to be ashamed of, and every reason to be proud. So please let me show the video so that everyone can appreciate you like you deserve bro.

RockSolid: bro…

Spoderman: Bro.

RockSolid: bro -

Spoderman: Bro?

RockSolid: bro!

Spoderman: aight everyone down to the common room its up on the big screen

Spoderman: i have popcorn too

Jacked: Not even gonna question that.

LSD: Finally!!!

JazzHands: Yuss!!!

BreadIsPain: Je vais regarder avec enthousiasme!***

MOMo: As will all of us I’m sure, Aoyama!

RockSolid: Thanks guys!

RockSolid: Now get down here and watch me maybe get a man!

Translations:

*so attractive that I almost swooned.

**We must show you how much you shine, and dispel those self-doubting thoughts!

***I shall excitedly watch!

Guide to names:

GreenGrape - Izuku

PurpleGrape - Hitoshi

CopyCat - Monoma Neito

MOMo - Yaoyorozu Momo

datBoi - Asui Tsuyu

JazzHands - Hagakure Toru

NYOOM - Iida Tenya

SnowWhite - Kouda Kouji

LifeIsPain - Tokoyami Fumikage

BreadIsPain - Aoyama Yuga

Kirby - Uraraka Ochaco

LSD - Ashido Mina

PikaCHU - Kaminari Denki

RockSolid - Kirishima Eijiro

RipHarambe - Ojiro Mashirao

IcyHot - Todoroki Shoto

MuffinMan - Sato Rikido

Octodad - Shouji Mezou

Jacked - Jirou Kyoka

Spoderman - Sero Hanta

#my writing #boku no hero academia #BNHA #fanfic #humor #kiribaku #chat fic #inspired by fanfiction #my hero academia au #my hero academia #crack fic #just slightly #had to redo the formatting because Tumblr removed it :/ #probably ooc but oh well I tried and had fun