#my dude an idol for the shits and giggles

[terras-domain]

Rev It Up, Baby!

Characters: Jung Eunbi (Eunha)

Tags: teasing, thighs, car porn, street racing, male reader x gg idol, slight plotted smut, mechanic y/n, sex in and outside of car (if that makes sense lololol)

Words: 3813

Note from author: Halloooo! terra here. Been a while, this one is from a fren's request (well they just want eunha tbh) but THE CAR PART is basically y/n (you, YES YOU) tuning up her car for a street race she'll be doing and the reward, is ummm well...you can guess it,right? ANYWAYS ENJOYYYY (hopefully..?)

Reader's POV

"Boss...business hasn't been rolling today. Think we should call it a day a bit sooner?" Ken, one of my workers started to complain, the boredom was clearly making the guys at the workshop gloomy. "Fuck no Ken. We gotta business to run, so go jerk off or something if you're that bored kiddo" a puff from my cigarette flew in the air, disappearing in seconds. The kid's not wrong, we haven't had some serious customer coming in today, or even in a few weeks. Just some boring ass family sedans and some basic repair shit, nothing too fancy so far. But that all change when a loud rev roars towards the workshop. "My~ hello sexy"

Loud roaring fills up the workshop, making me throw the cig in my ashtray. "Ken! Your entertainment is here!" I smirked looking around the big boy shining in the dusty workspace. "Alright man, welcome welcome. How can I-" My words got caught in my throat the moment I saw the driver step out of the door. Thought it'd be some rich old bastard; but the smoking hot chick coming out looks nothing like the image I had in mind. "And I thought the car was sexy~" One of the boys cracked a chuckle. The car now looks like junk compared to the lady standing in front of me, pretty face, thick body and not to mention the shorts showing off those thick thighs. "Well hello beautiful~ welcome to the shop" I smirked, lighting up a second cig as the pretty girl walked over to me, while she does so it's obvious how thick she was judging by how those legs were jiggling.

"Did daddy buy you the cute ride you got here?" puffing out another wave of smoke, I looked around the car while she still remained quiet. After a few more glances on the car, my focus was still on her. "You know it's dangerous for a pretty girl such as yourself to be driving a beast like this you know?" I grinned, putting away the cigarette away from her as I tower over her cute figure, looking down at the cutie in front. "I'm a racer," she finally let out her voice, if I were to be honest I'd bust a load there and then on another day from how hot she is, but I gotta play it cool in front of this chick. "Oh really~! Well I'm sure you're a great racer ain't you, Miss...." I gave a long pause, giggling to tease her so called racing abilities. "Eunha. And don't act cocky, dirty hands. I'm not some whore for you~ I'm here to mod this car." Eunha clicked her tongue, clearly a bit annoyed, but fuck do I care. The more annoyed she looks, the cuter; I like that. "Oh really? Where you going so fast? Walmart?" I chuckled, making the tiny Eunha lose her patience and turn her face bright red. "I'm here to make Lloyd eat my dust!"

The laughter, the teasing, everything stopped. All eyes were on Eunha, almost choked by the ludicrous words coming out of her mouth. "That Lloyd? That dude's crazy dangerous y'know?" Bob, the old head in the office started talking, the teasy and all-jokes vibe suddenly blew away from the room. "I know. The more reasons to kick his ass." The cutie's little words attracts me more, love me a strong woman. "Well then missy, what do you need?" I asked, throwing the cig to the floor, stepping on it to extinguish the smoke. "I need it to be faster." Hearing her replies only makes me smirk as i moved towards the black beast parked in the garage. A little smack on Eunha's cute butt made her squeak, making me laugh a bit as I shifted my focus to the guys. "Time to get to work, boys!"

The car is honestly pretty much in great condition. There's not many that needs to be fixed, just things to upgrade. The spark plug of the car needs some changes, a change of exhaust which thankfully Eunha brought for us so it's no issue for us to wait too long to order a new one. One thing left is the engine, we gotta tune it up to get that Acura a winning chance. "This is a problem." I puffed after a deep breath. Honda engines in general isn't really the best, especially if it's for a car back in 1992, but oh well. If that hottie wants to win, might as well do it with a sick ride. "Why didn't you change the chassis?" Eunha asked. I mean, I don't blame her for asking, but clearly if she wants to race this car against a bastard like Lloyd, she needs a car that can take a beating. "Well sweetheart, if you wanna live long enough to win that race, this car gotta make sure it didn't trip over itself in the middle of the road." I shook my head while I approached her, grabbing a hand towel to clean my dirty hands, I need to lead her to my office.

"Imma keep this to you straight cutie," I paused, looking at Eunha, looking at her adorable cheeks when she looks serious, it made me smile. "Your chances of winning are slim if you keep this engine. You know the type of guy Lloyd is known for. He'd kill to win" I went fully clear to her, clearly makes her a bit frustrated. "Well...tell me what I gotta do." She answered short, this bitch sure is persistent. "Well, I first need to know how serious you are in this." I inched closer, grabbing her shoulder, waiting for her nodding response which she did immediately. "Well your engine needs some work, some mods actually. And the money...well I'm pretty sure you know how that goes. But that's not all" I paused looking up and down. "You clearly don't know what you're doing...telling me to change a car chassis when going against a road killer~" A sighed as Eunha finally got her needed reality check, it's almost impossible to win if she relies 100% on her knowledge, which clearly not enough.

"Tell me what I need to do then." She persists on further, she sure is confident on doing this. "Well first of all, you need a co-pilot. Someone who knows how to drive." I suggested, inching closer as our shoulders now touch, I think we both know where we're leading. "And I know a person who could teach you a thing or two" I chuckled, with Eunha slightly pushing me away only for me to hold her hand so I kept my distance close, our faces just a finger apart. "Men sure are greedy." She sighed after whimpered, trying to break free. "Relax, we're partners anyways. You need to trust your co-pilot Eunha." Those were my last words before my lips reached hers, which I can feel a reply coming. Glad to know my hard work is paying off. "You aren't a bad kisser aren't you" a soft chuckle escaped my mouth when I pulled away, looking at her soft pale face blushing. "I just did it cuz we're partners" She replied, her chest pumping from the rush of emotions. Holding her hand and intertwining them together, I inched for another kiss. "Just follow my lead, your co-pilot got this~"

Her smaller body makes it easy for me to lift her on my office desk, resting her body on the solid wood while I kept my lips glued to hers. My hands travel to her shorts, aiming to play her mind a bit more, just to ease her up. With one hand I easily unbutton her shorts, pulling them down to her ankles, revealing her soft cotton panties, hiding her most prized treasure, a little circle soaking in the middle. "Clearly you're enjoying this~" my fingers pulled her panties to the side, revealing her lower lips soaking wet, pretty in pink. A slight touch with my index finger makes her whimper, she sure is sensitive. "Awww~ I love that sound. I want more" I circle around the entrance of her pussy, slowly inserting it inside. "Ngaaah~ y/n!" A little scream lets out of her mouth which I immediately cover with my free hand. "We don't want the boys to hear you do you?" She shook her hand, knowing we're both on the same page. Now in control, I started putting another finger in, pushing in and out of her tight pussy. Her hands forming knuckles to endure the pleasure she's receiving, my hand covering her steamy moans, I finally pulled my fingers out just to switch with my hard shaft inside her.

With my thick cock now fully inside you, i start to slowly thrust, pushing and pulling at a slow tempo as my new partner, Eunha, whimpers and muffles her moan as her voice is suppressed with my hand, the other hand holding her in place by grabbing her tight waste. The guys at this point are already starting to work on the car, they know Eunha will agree with my terms and modify the engine. Besides, it was her only shot of winning. But the car is probably the last thing in her mind right now. With my shaft in her tight pussy, her eyes looks dazed, almost as if she's drunk. Her moans were just getting louder as I gradually picked up a pace. My cock just got stiffer and more sensitive, getting close to climax. "Nghhh~ Eunha, I wanna cum." I moved my hand away from her mouth, just to let her respond and tell me where she wants it. "Nghhh~ just cum inside y/n~ I can't have your cum on display....so just do it in me~" she bit her lower lip, hoping her moans didn't attract the attention of the workers, my workers as they tune up the car. After a few more thrusts, I finally couldn't hold it any longer. "C-cummiiiiing~" I grunted, trying not to moan too loud, with the help of Eunha's small hand covering my mouth it did indeed help me not to make a scene with my moans as I filled her up with cum. The two of our moans were luckily synced with a loud noise coming from the work, so we didn't cause any of us getting caught. "So...hopefully we'll work well, partner~" I sighed, smiled as I ended with a smile.

A few days pass, filled with work to mod the car and also some 'team bonding' time, but we finally got to the race, revving up to the venue. The car felt much lighter, yet still easy to drive as Eunha looked confident on the wheel. "Someone looking pumped!" Being on the passenger seat I can see her smile, not a sweet one, more like a determined one. Just hope she realizes the dangerous guy she's up against. The crowd was cheering for her, praising the crazy ride she brought roaring through the night life of the road. All that attention began to fade away as the person everyone was waiting for finally drove in. A mean and intimidating rev fills the night air, lights flashing as if a high beam was put on the back of Eunha's Acura, mocking her. we both looked back, knowing who's here. "Well welcome to the game Eunha. Here's your challenge." I sighed, looking a bit shaky as the big and bad Ford GT LMT 2022 driving in.

As Lloyd's mirror slides down, the arrogant young adult smirks, looking up and down. "This better be worth my time, slut" A teasy smooch came from him which clearly made Eunha's heart filled with disgust. "You know he's a road killer right?" I tapped on her thighs, giving her a call to reality so she doesn't get too caught up in the mood. Yes, Lloyd is notorious for road killing, crashing into his opponents or forcing them into difficult spots which are impossible to get out of a serious accident, sometimes even lethal situations. I figured this was the reason Eunha wanted to beat her, as a humbling statement for this jackass. Personally, I don't give a fuck about Lloyd's behavior as long as they don't harm people I care, but now since I'm in the same car that Lloyd might kill, I have to care. Plus, can't risk losing a cute bunny like Eunha to an asshole that has the attitude of a 10 year old. After aligning our cars, the crowd cheers, hyped for the race. "Hey cutie! Try not to kiss my ass okay? I'm not into that weird shit, unless it's your face~" Lloyd's torment kept coming, but Eunha didn't care. She even let the window down, letting all of Lloyd's words come into her ears but not her mind. She seems locked in.

The race gets closer to it's beginning. Ready. Revving sounds roars as smoke fills the back of the two monster cars. Set. The two racer stops talking, both Eunha and Lloyd lift their windows up, ready for the final call. Go. As the call goes, tires screeching fills the ear lobes of the audience, silencing the crowd for a second only to make them cheer louder as they lift off, both Eunha and Lloyd are now off, starting the race. " Now just like I told you Eunha. Keep your distance bunny" I let out a little reminder, and important one if we both want to stay alive. Of course the futuristic Ford was on the lead from the get go, but it's a long 20km race, this is just the beginning. Eunha's Acura got an advantage with a smaller body frame, which made it easier to slide between traffic. The road has a lot of sharp turns so Eunha has to be careful with her speed, not to go too much and keep control.

A race will never be a safe race if it's Lloyd we're up against. His constant brake checking and closing in to Eunha whenever they're side to side is surely dangerous, making Eunha scared and hit the brakes, getting a bit too far behind half way through the race. "Fuck!" The stressed out Eunha shouted as she had to pick up pace to catch up, she's starting to lose focus. "Relax, we're still in the game cutie." A soft finger flick snaps her out, making Eunha look at me. We both smirked as she stepped on the gas and caught up with Lloyd. We were approaching a sharp slope, so we need to be extra careful not to cause some serious damage to the car and ourselves.

In the sharp turn, Lloyd fucked up, taking a turn too early resulting his car to drift a bit to the far end of the roadside. It gave a tight chance for Eunha's smaller car to slide in and cut past him. "Fuuuckk yeaah!" Eunha cheered as the road got back in a straight line, a wide smile appears on her face and beaming at me. "Cool down bunny~ we're not done yet." I sighed and pat her head as she kept on the drive, dashing through traffic to lose Lloyd off her tail. But with the horsepower of the Ford beast, it's nearly impossible, Lloyd caught up just moments after. With his car literally behind her, Lloyd's infamous behavior starts to reveal. Speeding up while tailgating Eunha's Acura, running over her and trying to knock her out, the scariest part of Lloyd's dangerous race driving. Panic rises, Eunha trying her best to keep the wheels steady but Lloyd's relentless driving, hitting the tail of her ride makes everything so scary. "Hang in there Eunha" I pat on her soft thighs, letting her calm down and wait for a moment to break free. And there was the moment we both hoped for, a truck right in front of us. We went to tailgate the truck which Lloyd didn't realise because well, either he was too busy trying to destroy Eunha's car or he's just pure stupid. Once we were close enough, we made sure to wait for a moment where Lloyd's Ford GT to ram up Eunha. When he did, Eunha swiftly took a sharp turn to switch lanes, forcing Lloyd to hit the truck. "Noooo!" The shocked Lloyd was terrified, having to run over the slow moving truck and crashed, not serious enough to immediately eliminate him from the race, but enough to buy us some time away from that asshole. Victory is now in Eunha's hands. Didn't take long before the Acura reached the finish line, Eunha won.

Eunha kept driving, trying to slow down. As the meter slowly goes down bit by bit, it finally reached zero as we stopped at an empty parking lot. "I won....I actually won..." Eunha muttered her words, her eyes looking at the steering wheel, still in shock and couldn't believe the outcome. She won, and that realisation soon hits as she screams out and hugs me. "WE WOOOOONNN!" Her soft cheeks touches mine, rubbing our faces as we hugged. Before we even noticed, the emotions, the adrenaline, every single drop of chemical clicked in. That satisfaction of victory turned into lust, and we have each other to fulfill it. Eunha's lips reached mine and before we knew it, we're already making out and enjoying each other, our tongues battling as we hold each other. I grabbed her tight waist as I moved her on top of me after leaning my seat lower so we can both fit on one seat.

With Eunha on top of me, I could feel her thick thighs pressing on me. It felt so smooth as she was wearing short jeans. As she leans her body on mine, our lips meet again. Feeling our kiss connecting our two bodies, I hugged her tight, holding her as we enjoy each other's mouth, tasting each other. "Y/n, I need you~" Eunha plead, and I could never say no to her. I opened the door and helped her off, kneeling on the floor. "Wait, Eunha." I took off my jacket and put them on the floor to make it less uncomfortable for her to be kneeling on the tarred floor. She grabbed my pants and guided them down to my ankles, pulling out my shaft that sprung out, pointing to Eunha's cute face.

With the cute little bunny on her knees, level with my cock, there's only one thing coming for her. Her mouth starts to open wide, taking my cock and slide it slowly inside her mouth as I feel her soft mouth slowly taking my length, with her plump lips enveloping my shaft. It felt like heaven and back, making me throw my head back as she slowly bobbed her head, slurping the taste of my cock slowly. As a source of motivation, I pat her scalp, encouraging her to go deeper. "Fuuuck yes Eunha pleaseee...go deeper oh my god!" Her lips, her mouth, my tip poking her throat, everything about this felt so good I need to do my best to contain myself just so I don't cum too soon. My words backfire as she only doubles her efforts, making it harder for me to last even though I try, holding it in before eventually, she pulls out and smirks and spits on my cock to make it wetter than it already is.

It was feeling so good, but there's no way we're stopping there. I stepped out of the car and guided Eunha to be putting her hands on the door, bending over. I need those thick thighs sandwiching my cock so bad. Holding her hips I slowly guided my cock between her soft meaty thighs. "Mmmh your cock is so wet~. Fuuuck it feels good~" Eunha bit her lips, feeling me thrust back and forth slowly as I moaned, being out public late at night in a parking lot like this, it's so risky yet so good, I love it. Her hands on the winning Acura as I kept on thrusting back and forth, moving my hips swayed and my face glued to hers, kissing her cute puffy cheeks. My hands got bored too and wanted some actions, travelling towards Eunha's soft upper body, groping them softly which made the bunny whimper. "Mmmmh~ yeaah y/n just like that~ oh god~" the cold breeze of the night didn't help settle down the mood either. it just made us more and more lustful, feeling the need to express our emotions physically out in the open on the car.

We both couldn't take it any longer. The expressions we were making made it clear we want to fuck. And we'll do just that. Holding Eunha's tight body, I carried her as I laid her on the back seat, her legs exposed out in the open while her upper body is in the car. I quickly align my cock with her entrance and thrust it in as fast as I could, the wetness of my cock surely helped. "Fuuuck~ y/n! It's so fucking goood!" Eunha screamed out as we're alone, we don't need to hold back, we just let out all that bottled up lust and excitement over the win. "Eunha...you're so tight~ fuck I'll fuck you all day if I could" I grunted as I started going back to a fast pace holding her legs as I piston my cock in and out of her, feeling her tight pussy wrapping my shaft, denying me to pull out. With each thrust getting closer to my climax, I just held her tight while grunting as I stared into her lustful eyes. "Fuuuck Eunha, I wanna cum for you so bad~" I grunted, my hips barely moving because I don't want to cum just yet. "Fuuuck~ just cum in me y/n. Fill me up~!" Eunha ordered, and what she wants is what I'll give. A few more deep thrusts and my load couldn't be held back anyore, I just let it all out and shoot every load of it inside her. "Cu-cummiiiiing~!" I exclaimed as I held her tight, hugging her tight waist as my cock spurts cum deep in her pussy, covering her insides while Eunha screams in pleasure and fills her tight pussy receiving every single drop of cum, leaving my balls emptied.

Both exhausted, we got in the car and cuddled, laying on the car's back seat, huffing and puffing to catch our breathe. "What a mess" Eunha broke the silence, ending up with both of us kissing whilst we cuddled, trying to cool down and relax. "Congratulations on your win, partner." I had to say it, she fully deserved it so a congratulations is much deserved. But I'm pretty sure what happened here was a congrats gift in her books~

#viviz smut #eunha smut #y/n smut #cars (i guess) #kpop smut #female idol smut

[candywife333]

Delulu is the Solulu

PART 1- Hairy Big Toe

AND PART 1 is finally out. Planning 2-3 parts for this.

Chubby OC (with PCOS) x simp idol Jungkook

No proofreading done

Summary: Our OC (Lee Ireum) loves Jungkook of BTS to pieces. She loves him through the distance of her screen and in fact is one of his avid fan club members. She is running for president of the ARMY fan club in her home town. But, she has a peculiarity about her, that even her fellow members in arms don't know about her. She never wants to meet them. She never wants to meet BTS, and she especially never wants to meet Jungkook. She believes in never meeting your heroes because they will end up disappointing you, eventually. To hold up this ideal, she has never been to their in person events. However, though she has never been to a fan meet ,she is supposed to attend one the coming week (at the blackmailing insistence of one of her friends). Yet, she had started to text a dude through a popular dating app around the same time all of this was happening.

It had started out as a prank, this dating profile. She would post sexy pics , have amusing chats with thirsty dudes, and then block them for the shits and giggles. Living the true online play girl life, something she would never do in real life cause of insecurities. The odd thing with the dude she is texting though is that the time stamps of the texts are not showing up in Korean time, it almost seemed like Eastern standard time. And the odder thing was that closer to her fan meet date, the time stamps changed back to korean standard time. The question was, who exactly was she chatting with?

Description : This fic will be written with chat messages in between (dilineated by bullets), alternating with the usual writing.

Disclaimer: The character of Jungkook in this fic is not a true representation of his real life actions or personality. Please treat this is fiction.

Triggers: voyeurism, dub-conish , body insecurity (chubby hairy OC incoming)

I opened up my phone to see the recent chats I had received from the new dating app I signed up for a week back. Damn, so many requests within a few hours from when I finished updating my blank profile with pics of myself (of course since it is just a thirst trap account without my face) which were just way too scandalous for real life. I opened up the first chat that I received.

bunnyboy7- Show me your tits🤤

The hell, guys were that straightforward? I thought I would at least get a little segue and introduction, luring me in, before being asked for my literal boobs in a pic.

strawcakes4- Excuse me? Sir this is a Wendy's drive through👵.

bunnyboy7- Then, at least show me your ass🍑

Damn, this dude was way too relentless. I didn't even show a hint of cleavage in my actual pics on the dating profile to signal that I might be open to showing anybody anything. How did this random guy, think he had the honor of seeing first my tits? and then my bare ass? I guess dude didn't yet know that I had a hairy ass. Even monkeys would be envious. I even had a few hairs on my tits. I grew chest hair before guys in my class did. Even had upper lip hair to match. Had to get that little bitch ripped off my face every Sunday with my handy dandy waxing pot, otherwise I would be sporting a rather impressive moustache most of the time. Dude, didn't know what he was even asking for.

strawcakes4- I think you have the wrong number Sir Bunny

bunnyboy7- Trust me baby, you won't regret me.

strawcakes4- What are you going to say next? champagne confetti? too predictable dude. You think you are JK or something🤨?

bunnyboy7- In fact yes I do, my fair lady. (5:00 AM EST)

strawcakes4- They say the world is made up of mostly sane poeple. I am beginning to doubt this claim. Delulu is not the solulu my friend. 😌No matter how much you and I both wish you were JK, that is not reality.

bunnyboy7- Ok, well how about you assume I am JK and why don't you show your favorite , cutest global pop-star your bellybutton then? Ask not what your JK can do for you, but what you can do for your JK. It is for a noble cause.

strawcakes4- Excuse me? how desperate are you dude? We progressed from ass, to tits, to belly button? You have a fetish or something? And now you claim to be JK---THE SHEER AUDACITY?! JK would be too busy earning millions ,performing at times square, eating noodles drenched in perilla oil, hanging out with calvin klein models. He would not be sitting here looking so pathetic.

bunnyboy7- Sometimes stars have needs too. Ok!? We don't have models gyrating 10 feet away from us all the time, contrary to popular opinion. And sometimes we do our own laundry. Is that so hard for you to fucking believe?!

What were the odds of this guy actually being jungkook? He was probably a troll or delusional fanboy who thought he was JK. He sure was putting in a lot of effort to convince me though. Rolling my eyes, I scrolled further down to reply:

strawcakes4- clutching my forehead in disbelief you need to get over yourself dude. If you are Jungkook, I am bloody britney spears. I am not sending nudes or sexting you. OFF to HORNY JAIL WITH YOU, YOUNG MAN!! 🔥If you were truly JK, you wouldn't be begging, you would already be receiving. bunnyboy7- Fine, fine fine, if you can't send me nudes or sext with me, let's play a game of 20 questions.

strawcakes4- Ok?

bunnyboy7- What does your pussy look like? describe it in no less than 20 words. Your timer starts now😉

This dude had balls of steel, he even wanted a pussy description. He would probably run for the hills if he actually saw my furry snatch in person. Chewing on my lip, deliberating my next response, I typed out:

strawcakes4- Ok, "JK", I think …………….I have contracted syphilis from my step father in Transylvania and I am about to die. So………….I am leaving the chat…………….to go get it treated.

bunnyboy7- Don't lie to me like that strawbaby!!! Don't you dare leave this chat.

------Strawcakes4 has left the chat

bunnyboy7- Goddamnit. Ok forget about pussy. At least show bobs.🤤 (5:10 AM EST)

bunnyboy7- Fuck, I came on to her way too hard I guess

Giggling and kicking my feet as I lay on my bed, I chuckled, sounding like a pig snorting in the process. At least he figured out, that he was coming on to me way too hard and way too inappropriately.

I sat there contemplating whether I should delete his chat log and block him. I usually did that after 2-3 interactions with particularly horny dudes, or even after 1 interaction with really annoying clingy guys. Here for a good time, not a long time fellas. I was literally baffled when some of them were using me for therapy sessions. Like, why should I do so much unpaid work?! Like hell I was wasting my time talking to these dudes constantly .

I didn't mind flirting, bantering and eventually sharing pics after building a rapport (not like I kept them for long in my dms either way). But the way this dude had come on so strong was perplexing and rather irritating. I had come across this type of behavior from many other dudes. But he was the first one to not even say Hi. Usually the other dudes had decency to atleast greet her and then start their lewd demands. Pathetic buffoon.

I flopped onto my back, sighing over the fact that I would have to attend that fan meet in a few days. I did not want to meet any of the members of BTS. The only idols I had an intention of meeting in my life were MAMAMOO. I loved their vibe and would feel comfortable in their presence. My main reason for wanting to meet was also so I could ask Hwasa to step on my face with her high heels. The lady was a divine goddess. Sometimes I just wished I was lesbian, because so many things would be easier. Finding men attractive, was a curse.

Running for president of our BTS fanclub in our hometown was a feat. You can only print out so many posters of Jimin's luscious lips, and Jin's windswept perfectly tousled hair, before you get tired of seeing them. Somedays I got so tired of doing BTS related activities, like chaperoning younger armys to attend their music shows and meets in Korea. It was fine when I was a younger teen in middle school, but as a college junior it felt taxing at times.

I had seen the members from afar but never went to actual fan meets where you could interact or talk to them. Convinced it would lead to disillusionment at their carefully manufactured images and heartache, I rejected attending those type of meets. My baby members always pushed me attend, wanting me as a chaperone so their parents would feel comfortable with them attending. I just couldn't though, and they would stare back at me with their puppy dog eyes disheartened at my refusal. But, something about my attitude as a fan had changed. I still loved them to the moon and back, but I guess it was getting tiring.

I had different priorities I guess, like getting a new job with the marketing degree I was to graduate with next year. I groaned at the prospect of finding a place to live next year. My dorm room would be gone and I would have to look for a flat since mom and dad lived in the countryside.

Two days later, I was met with another stream of texts from the same person, bunnyboy7. Why in the fucking hell was he bothering me now? Especially with the dreaded fan meet I had to attend in a few days. Armies looked out for each other, and the main reason for me to attend wasn't honestly even about running for president. It was the responsibility of looking after the young, impressionable minds that would be attending. Had to make sure they didn't get hurt in a crowd, or break down. You would be surprised how many people tended to cry a river and lose their bloody mind when seeing their favorite idols.

I opened the chat log:

bunnyboy7- you there angel? my beautiful goddess? temptress of my dreams, or shall I say tittytress of my fantasies😏😏

I scoffed as I stared at the screen, what the hell was he on? weed? nicotine? You would think one rejection would be enough to get my point across, to convey my distaste.

strawcake4- Ummmmm. Why are you still talking to me dude? I am not interested in sexting or nudes. Leave me alone, I am way too busy for this right now

bunnyboy7- I have been fisting myself everyday to the pic you posted of yourself in a see through black babydoll dress with your tits drooping down , perfect size for my hands to squeeze. I almost came as I could see your thick thighs, just the right size to have wrapped around my neck as I lick your juicy little pussy😜 Please at least take pity on a poor man and post a feet pic. (7:00 AM KST)

strawcake4- Ok dude, this convo has prolonged far enough. If you have a boner, I will deflate it in two seconds flat, that's all I need. My toes are hairy, my tummy is hairy, my legs are ......you guessed it hairy and so is the rest of my body. I look like a cross between a chubby baboon and a chimpanzee. Now , unless you are into bestiality, you won't want to engage further with me. Leave me the fuck alone.

I expected no response from him, confident in my abilities to turn off men. The dude would have deleted the chat by now. Checking out of sheer curiosity, I was shocked, gasping as sweat beaded on my hairline, at his reply:

bunnyboy7- It's ok baby, we can just shave it all off if it bothers you, no biggie. 😋But I like my pussies hairy , a whole jungle, so don't worry in the least. And I can tell just from your pics, that I would drown in your pussy and never come up for air. It would be a glorious way to go, don't you think darling 🤓

I was breathless as I stared at his text, what the hell did he mean? He didn't mind all the body hair and my fat little self?

strawcake4- stop messing around dude, you are just lying. Now let us just end the convo, you are fooling nobody.

bunnyboy7- Who said I was lying baby😏. Just send one pic of your choosing of your body. And I will prove it to you. (7: 05 AM KST)

I shouldn't be doing this. But my fingers moved to my photo gallery and I picked out one pic I had taken in dim light of my tits and tummy, intact with strawberry red lingerie that showed hints of fine downy hair here and there. He would probably be turned off and we could end this interaction. I paused several minutes, indecisive about sending the pic.

bunnyboy7- You still there babe? please babygirl, I am salivating at the thought of you. Send a pic, any pick. The mere thought of you is keeping me on the verge of cumming. (7: 10 AM KST )

I took a deep breath, not dragging the pic through my editing app, and clicked SEND, closing my eyes at the thought of what I had just done, wincing a little. I peeked at the screen with one eye open, he was typing. I almost jolted up towards the ceiling as I saw what he had written, my panties getting damp involuntarily.

bunnyboy7- OMG BABY🤤🤤I can't handle all your beauty. The perfect tits, tipped with chocolate brown areolas. I could just bite into them. And that gorgeous collection of pudge around your belly, your skin and flesh looks so soft. I can't believe I am saying this but........I would even lick your armpits and your asshole if you would let me. Totally my dream girl. I am cumming, oh ma god , I can't hold back anymore.

Before, I could reread his text, I received a pic. WTF!!!! My soul almost left my body, it was a pic of cum all squirted out , translucent and stringy onto his plain white sheets.

bunnyboy7- A tribute to you my luscious goddess. If only I could see you in motion, in 3D babe, to truly worship you. (7: 15 KST)

Something in my brain started tugging at me as I sat there on my bed stunned at all his proclamations of lust. Wait, when did his time zone change from EST to KST??? Didn't Jungkook just come back to Korea a few days back? It definitely couldn't be him , right ? We already had a joking convo about that. What type of reverse psychology was he using, if it was actually him?

I was about to dismiss the thought from my head when I saw his cum pic. Wait, I had seen that tattoo somewhere. His pic had part of his hand in the frame. If you weren't an army who had hung up his posters all of your school, you might not have a clue. But, the M on one of his knuckes, was a big give away. I still found it hard to believe even with the evidence. Why would Jungkook of BTS, the beloved, hot and happening global popstar, be texting me? And what had become of my vow never to interact with them?

Had I actually just now talked to Jungkook? And seen his cum sprayed all over his sheets? and had him simping over hairy little, big foot me? Since when did people like me talk with people like them?

#chubby reader #bts x reader #eventual smut #jungkook x reader #comedy #bts x plus size reader #jungkook x chubby reader #smut bts #bts x chubby reader #jungkook x hairy reader #jungkoook x OC #jungkook x chubby OC #Jungkook x curvy OC #Jungkook x plus size OC #insecurities #body worship #body positivity #body image #simp jungkook

[jaemmphilia]

★ 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦? ★ || zhong c.l

back to the 500 followers event

as you walk out of the hallway that leads to the exit of the plane, your fingers tap quickly as you text mark of your whereabouts. you lift your head up and look around, searching for the very man you're texting.

once you receive a text from mark telling you where he was, you made your way to him. you greet him with a friendly hug and a smile.

of course you were here for one specific person, but that doesn't mean you didn't miss mark and the other boys.

"man, chenle is gonna shit his pants when he sees you," mark says as you both walk to the car waiting outside the airport for the two of you, "we almost had to tape jaemin's mouth shut because he wanted to spill the beans so bad."

you laugh and place your bags in the trunk of car before you hop in the back seat with mark. "i can see that happening, poor jaemin. he's probably just a little excited."

"all of the guys are excited, you know they like you a lot, dude." mark nudges you with his shoulder as the car begins to move in the direction of the hotel the boys are staying at.

you shake your head and allow the smooth rolling of the car to lull you into a state of relaxation. you lean your head back against the seat of the car and your mind drifts to why you're here.

chenle.

you feel the corners of your lips curl up on their own as you think about your long-time partner, chenle.

you were chenle's biggest supporter, you had so much faith in him becoming an idol and living out his dream. you told him many times that the distance and lack of free time isn't enough to drive you away from him. chenle made sure to at least find the time to text or call you and tell you about his day.

seeing your boyfriend able to do what he loves is enough for you to keep your relationship alive and well. chenle feels like he has a purpose to perform when he knows you're watching him. of course he loves the fans, but, to him, you're his number one fan.

you open your eyes as you feel the car come to a stop. your heart starts to pound in your chest as you realize that chenle isn't thousands of miles away from you at this very moment.

mark walks ahead of you, and he knocks on the door of the room chenle is sharing with jisung. mark gives you a nod and retires to the room he shares with renjun and haechan.

you smile widely as chenle opens the door with a yawn, his fist balled as he rubs his eye.

you just stand there and watch him, waiting until he finally realizes that its you standing at the door and not someone else. chenle opens his eyes fully and stares at you. he blinks rapidly before he's rubbing his eyes again.

"orange you glad to see me?" you joke, trying to hold back your laughter that wants to spill past your lips.

chenle's shocked expression turns to one of disappointment and he closes the door in your face. you gasp and knock on the door as you allow your laughs to come out.

"lele, let me in!" you say, loud enough for him to hear but not too loud to disturb anyone around you. "i thought it was funny!"

chenle opens the door and crosses his arms. his expression remains the same, even as you set your bag down and wrap your arms around his middle.

"do you maybe want to try again? i might let you in." chenle says,

"mmm," you hum, pretending to think. "no, i think my greeting was perfect."

"then you can go sleep with jeno and jaemin." chenle jokes, but doesn't allow you remove your arms wrapped around him. he tugs you into his room and shuts the door behind you. he pushes you up against the door, his hands cupping your face as he smashes his lips against yours. you giggle into the kiss as he steals your breath.

mission surprise chenle: successful.

#kpop x reader #nct dream x reader #nct dream chenle #chenle x reader #chenle #chenle x you #kpop x gn reader #chenle x gn reader #nct dream x gn reader

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

Hearts Dont Break Around Here

Part two to Hearts Do Break Around Here

Warnings; Angst! Eddie is clueless but he soon pulls through, jealous reader, jealous Eddie, pining, Robin is so done with this shit 👀👀

If you enjoyed this pls consider giving it a reblog. It's much appreciated 💞🙂

I don't give anyone permission to copy my work.

The minute Eddie and Chrissy began dating they looked like the perfect fit and it hurt your aching heart.

Eddie didn't know how you felt though and you were going to keep it that way and be happy for him.

Knowing now he doesn't feel the same about you was cathartic in a way. At least now you could move on.

It would be painful but it could be done eventually...

The landline rings and you know who it is without having to answer. It was Eddie.

He was full of excitement at dating Chrissy, and hearing about it crushed you inside.

There were only so many times you could listen to him idolizing her and right now your heart needed a break.

He would most likely be with Chrissy at some point of the night anyway and as much as you tried to hate her you couldn't.

She was actually one of the nicer people at Hawkins High. You let the phone ring out and curl back into bed.

You wished things were different but they never would be.

The phone rings again and you answer it knowing Eddie won't give up or he will worry that you're sick or something.

"Hey, sweetheart. Are you free tonight? Nightmare on elm street is showing at the cinema at 8pm"

You consider this but hear Chrissy giggling in the background and your heart sinks.

"Im busy Eds, you should take Chrissy," you tell him encouraging and he pauses.

"She's not a big fan of horror movies, plus I haven't seen you much in days" you squirm with guilt.

"You and Chrissy have just started dating. I don't want to hang around being the third wheel, I'll see you tomorrow at Hellfire okay?"

It was true what you said. He didn't need you being a third wheel and you had no intention of being one.

Or seeing Eddie and Chrissy being all lovey dovey. As much as you wanted your best friend to be happy there was a limit to what your heart could take.

💞💞

Tyler Jackson was used to getting his own way and getting what he wanted and what he wanted was you.

It was weeks ago he had noticed you but Munson kept cockblocking him whenever he tried to get near you. He was always by your side.

Now he was dating Chrissy it was time that he could make his move.

He saw you sitting far away from Munson at the Hellfire table, Munson looking like a confused puppy as he tried to get your attention for longer than a few seconds

Hmm, maybe he could join this club, and get closer to his goal of banging you while pissing off that freak Munson.

It was a perfect plan if he did say so himself and he heads over to the table to make himself known.

💞

Eddie had been more than happy for Tyler to join Hellfire Club, sure the dude needed some pointers but that could all be sorted out.

It took only until the end of the session for Eddie to regret that decision. Tyler was interested in one certain aspect of Hellfire.

You. He couldn't take his eyes off you and you giggled at his jokes. Like, come on! They weren't even that funny.

His positive impression of him took a nosedive and he told himself it was to with the fact he ruined a good Hellfire session.

It was absolutely nothing to do with the hungry look in his eyes when he looked at you, not one bit.

It didn't take a genius to figure out the guy was only after getting you in his bed and he had to wrestle the violent urge that came over him to hit the guy.

This unnerved Eddie because he wasn't a violent person, he never wanted to be like his old man.

Maybe he would just kill his d&d character off instead...

💞🙂

Eddie hasn't seen you all week due to the fact you were with Tyler.

When he called you last night you were with Tyler, he could hear you laughing at something he said and he felt his stomach squirm with jealousy.

Because you were his best friend and you had only laughed like that around him until Tyler came along.

When you weren't around Tyler made his presence known and asked Eddie all about you and what you liked.

There was a glint in Tyler's eyes that he didn't like and he was really beginning to dislike the guy, even more than Carver which he never thought possible.

Even Jason seemed to hate him and that stunned Eddie that he had something in common with Jason.

Even more surprising was when Jason took him aside after class watching you with Tyler with a frown on his face.

"Look, I know we can't stand each other Munson but even I'm not much of an asshole where I wouldn't speak up and leave someone to get hurt"

Curious Eddie steps forward to listen.

"Tyler, he's after yn now and he's well known for sleeping around then bragging about it, making shitty rumors about the person he's slept with. Keep an eye on yn because he's scum"

A red mist descends over Eddie and he glares at Tyler.

Like hell was that fucker hurting you not if Eddie could help it. Tonight he was going to talk to you.

💞💞

Eddie didn't expect the talk to fail so badly but it did. He kinda just blurted out that he didn't like Tyler and everything went to hell from there.

"So because he is interested in me he is automatically bad? Am I that ugly to you" his eyes widen.

"It's about Tyler. I don't like him... he's only after one thing from you, to sleep with you and I don't like it"

The look you gave him was the reason the saying if looks could kill was made and he swallows.

"No, that's not what I mean at all sweetheart" he tried to reason with you because he didn't mean that in the way you thought but you were too hurt to listen.

"What if I wanted to sleep with Tyler? Did you ever think of that?" your words stun him and he finds it difficult to breathe.

He suddenly feels pain everywhere and he swallows.

"Do you?" he chokes out and you shake your head.

"No, but just because you've never noticed me doesn't mean no one ever could Edward Munson"

Shit... you just used Edward. You were beyond pissed at this point and he watches you go with a sinking feeling in his heart.

Tyler smirks.

"Way to go Munson" he gives Eddie a thumbs up and Steve has to grab his Denim vest to stop him from flying at the asshole.

"Don't worry I'll make sure to comfort her real good" Tyler calls back to him and he can't speak from the anger he feels.

He storms after him with Dustin and Steve on his heels but soon stops in his tracks as he sees Tyler with his arm around you and sitting close to you... very close.

His heart hammers in his chest when his lips press to your hair and you wipe your tears away. He doesn't even notice Chrissy watching him with a look of understanding on her face.

She takes his hand and motions for him to come and talk, he doesn't realize that the heartache is written all over his face.

"Shit" he whispers and wipes his eyes, what's wrong with him?

"Eddie...

"I can't stand him Chrissy, I feel like I'm losing my best friend because of him and I hate it" she softens and squeezes his hand.

"Eddie. You don't realize, do you? That you love yn" he stares at Chrissy baffled.

"Of course I do" she smiles at him and shakes her head.

"I mean like in love with yn" he feels his heartbeat quicken and he shakes his head.

No that isn't right... he loves you as a friend but then that doesn't explain why he wants to punch out Tyler for putting his slimy hands anywhere near you.

He's always been protective of you... thought you were perfect, his source of happiness and safety but that's just friendly feelings right?

Chrissy smiles.

"You're a great guy Eddie, I like you but it's not going to work out in the long run and I'm not going to stand in the way of two people who are so obviously meant to be together. Don't fuck this up okay"

She leaves and he is processing so many emotions. You've left, possibly to go with Tyler and he feels sick to his stomach.

Steve and Robin have been watching the unfolding drama with Dustin, Lucas and Mike, he's just about you say something when Robin storms towards him and hits him very hard with a slap to the back of the head.

"Why are you so clueless? Do you want her to be with Tyler?" he backs away because she looks livid and she is kinda scary when she's mad.

"Fuck, no" Robin nods then points to Steve as if to say well what about him. He shakes his head vigorously.

He likes Steve but it was still a no. The thought of you being with anyone made his stomach sour.

💞💞

Shit. He really was in love with you.

"She loves you Eddie and I swear to God if you don't go and confess that you love her which you totally do because it's damn obvious. I will personally kick your ass"

Dustin and Steve hold back their laughter and he nods. Ready to get you to be his and get away from Robin's killer gaze.

Tyler had been trying to do more than kiss for the last ten minutes. At first, you thought kissing him would make you feel better but it was the exact opposite.

"I can't do this. You should go, please" you pull away and he tries to hide his annoyance but you catch the look anyway and rub your head feeling the beginning of a migraine.

He mutters under his breath about you being a cocktease and just as you are about to say something your door flies open and Eddie rushes inside.

"You can have yn dude. Should warn you though, the word cocktease comes to mind" Eddie looks between you and him and then punches Tyler in the mouth.

💞😊

You are ready to intervene in case he retaliates but to your surprise, he rushes out cursing the both of you under his breath.

Then it's just the two of you alone and you aren't sure what to say. Tears blur your vision and Eddie cups your cheek looking worried.

"Shit! please don't cry" your skin tingles where he is caressing it and you move away feeling sick with yourself. He had Chrissy, he wasn't yours.

"Shouldn't you be with Chrissy?" you ask and he shakes his head.

"She broke up with me" this is something you weren't expecting and immediately you turn to him and give him a hug.

"Oh, Eddie, I'm sorry" you truly were because you knew how much he liked her.

"It was more a mutual thing sweetheart" this confuses you because he was so happy to be dating her so what the hell happened?

"I broke your heart, didn't I? going out with Chrissy? I thought about it on the way here and I had the idea that you love me. Am I wrong?" his big brown eyes are so genuine and sweet that you nod.

"Yes, how did you figure it out" he smiles a little bit.

"May have had a little help with Robin. Fuck, she's scary, isn't she? She never gets angry but when she does... he shudders.

"She's protective" you murmur and he grins.

"She is" his smile dims and he moves closer to you. "You never answered my question if I broke your heart baby?"

You can only nod just a fraction because you have no idea where he is going with this...

"That makes the world's biggest dingus but if you let me I'd like to be the one to put your heart back together and then keep it forever. For you to be mine. Always"

His sweet confession stuns you but it doesn't because deep down you know he was jealous of Tyler but didn't want to let yourself hope.

"I'm here because I am a dingus, who is very much in love with you," he tells you earnestly and you giggle.

"You really do pick your timings, Eddie, you couldn't have figured that out ages ago" you tease.

"Needed a knock to the head didnt I?" he grins then pulls you closer to him.

"If you give me a chance, let me love you I promise you will never regret it"

That's when you take the leap and kiss him, it's everything you've ever dreamed of and Eddie has a lovestruck expression on his face as you pull away.

Right there you knew in your heart that Eddie was going to be the love of your life for the rest of your life.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x best friend reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson

[camyl0lz]

0.9 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

genre : fluff, angst, crack, idol!au

Summary : 16yr old yn didn’t think the time would come where 16yr old beomgyu would leave yn due to “personal reasons” after dating for 1yr. Promising to keep contact, but never got a call or a message back. Yn decides to take the path she wanted to take and become an artist. What happens when they meet again? Would beomgyu remember her? Yn knows she would never forget him , I mean come on half of her songs are about him⁉️ imagine he stumbles upon Her songs because of his friends accusing him being under a rock. Hahahaha….

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“Oh my good this place smells amazing” you walk into the restaurant that jay had picked to meet up at with the rest of his friends but so far none hasn’t arrived, “I know right, I’m so hungry I can’t wait to eat” jay sits down right across from you while yunjin sits on ur left and yoon sits next to her leaving a empty space on your right “when is your other friends gonna get here” sunwoo takes a seat next to jay “I’m not too sure lemme text him”. “I swear if they take a whole hour or more to get here ima go absolutely-“ your smile dropped so fast “helloooo ynnnn?” I look at yunjin “BEOMGYU!?” I silently scream at her and looks at the Direction I was looking at “what the hell is he doing here, we’ll ion think he’s here for us. Hahah.” I look back at the group of boys and back at yunjin with a really face. ”ayeeee jay” some dude with really good sense of style comes up behind jay greeting him “ima go use the bathroom I’ll be right back” leaving before anyone sees me “ow” a deeper voice lets out, you look up meeting with a face so unfamiliar but so familiar ‘OH SHIT’ “my bad” you walk away going to the bathroom leaving the man confused with your attitude. Everyone takes their seats leaving one open spot next to yunjin “is there someone else here?” Hueningkai asked “oh one of my friends I don’t know where she went though” jay looks around “excuse me” yunjin gets up making her way to the bathroom “Yn what the hell girl if you don’t take your ass back out there were not gonna eat ! Aren’t you hungry?” Yunjin ask Yn who’s looking in the mirror redoing her make up saying nothing to yunjin “you’re not sad right?” You let out a giggle “of course not silly. Come on let’s go” you walk by yunjin leaving the bathroom she follows after. Yoon looks around for the both unaware of the both of you going to the bathroom, “oh there they are” yoon sees yunjin and you walking out the bathroom taehyun looks the way yoon looking at, shocked filled his face turning his face back to Hueningkai making sure he’s seeing what he’s seeing, kai too shocked to turn back to taehyun “hi guys! So sorry I took so long” you say while sitting down in your seat “omg finally can we order” sunwoo says with the most attitude voice ever, you roll your eyes. You feel eyes so many eyes looking at you makes you wanna throw up but the looks are mostly coming from your right side ”so you’re not gonna introduce her jay?” Soobin asked “oh right, this is my friend yn.” you wave at everyone giving them each a small smile “LIKE ACTUALLY?” Kai let’s out too loud, you giggle “yes actually” you’re not too sure if he’s saying that in a ‘thats her name?’ Or a ‘THATS YN?’ Type way well next thing you know it “I’m actually like a every big fan of you” he looks at you slightly embarrassed that he let that out “omg you know me?” It was quite shocking “yes I love your songs there so lovely” you tried your best not to smile hard but failed “ thank you so much that’s so sweet” jay coughs “are you guys not gonna introduce yourselves” looking at soobin “my name is soobin” he gives you a smile making his dimples pop out ‘so cute’ “I’m taehyun” he nods his head at you “I’m yeonjun” says the boy with the good sense of style “my name is hueningkai, but just call me kai” you nod and smile “my name is beom-“ “omg wait you’re the boy jay gave my number too?” You turn your head back to kai looking at him his face getting red from embarrassment “oh yes I am” he giggles nervously “alright yall here your food” the waiter comes before beomgyu can even continue talking.

Note : petty era???????🤣 also this is like my first time in a while writing hopefully all the stuff I said made sense 😭

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[cryptid-pet]

Okay so—I saw that in one of your Caruki headcons you mentioned that Kou and Yuma once caught Ruki and Carla making out in school sooooo

A short story maybee??

hi just wanna say SO SORRY this is VERY late, work has been up my ass along w//school, i don't get much free time on my hands other than the weekend, so I wanna apologize if this is choppy

Slipped Lip

Caruki Short Story

Yuma bites down on a sugar cube while listening to Kou gossip on what he just witnessed at school. Truth be told, there's always a story this idol has to share to Yuma, even when it doesn't include him. Nosy, nosy nosy, what else is new? It's funny, this time. Yuma was there to live the story in action before getting an earfull of his brother's input. That's the kicker.

"Do ya think will get scold for walkin' in on 'em? Yuma muttered, accidentally snickering.

A phone in one hand shakes with the jingle of braclets as Kou purses his lips.

"Maybeeee? I dunno!" He states, snorting, "They we're in the zone to dare notice us peeking."

"Fuckin' Christ..."

Only as that school day went by, so did the absences of Ruki being around Carla, and vise-versa. They're relationship is closed off, private, nobody knows about them being a couple and it'll remain that way. The Demon World left alone is strict enough. How long have they been together? According to Azusa, being the only to know? Probably six months.

As the school of vampires is far worse than a human school, hallways reeking like sex, fresh and stale, sweat, and blood does speak volume and personality. Lust has its own way of controlling a host the way a parasite does; Carla became impacted.

And so, off near the back of the school, the groans and soft noises of a impure and founder making out was picked up by Kou and Yuma clearly needed context. It's a first, but there was always that hunch without using a jewel eye that things with Ruki was...Different.

Oh how this was told to Shin, who was in disbelif, yet also was highly are of his brother's relationship- Which he doesn't really support (He ran has even ran away when firstly hearing about it)

God knows how long the recording on Kou's phone is of those two kissing is, probably a good forty seconds.

Yuma, walking, casually tries taking Kou's phone as the two proceeded to walk home their own way.

"Dude, Ruki is goin' find that shit on yer phone n then we'll both be fucked, delete it!"

"No he wonnnn't!" Kou pouts, it's not a good poker face. "I at least want to show Shin as PROOF!!"

"What are you two...Talking about...?" Azusa perks as he was falling behind his older siblings, spacing out.

Of course, he isn't aware of what Yuma and Kou saw and giggled like girls in elementary about, yet curiousity still strikes.

Kou waves a hand to dismiss his little brother, reassuringly, it does work without a word being added.

The laughter grew louder when the manor door opens with the three, however dies down as fear creeps onto the faces (Not Azusa's however, he's very confused still)

There stood Ruki, waiting. Arms were folded, his head cocked like his browns to one side to give a look that both Kou and Yuma knew they were fucked.

Silence. Ruki inhales before speaking.

"Did you two enjoy watching those forty seconds?"

#nixxio ask #nixxio text #late post #very late post #azusa mukami #mukami azusa #mukami yuma #yuma mukami #mukami kou #kou mukami #ruki mukami #mukami ruki #carla tsukinami #tsukinami carla #shin tsukinami #caruki #carla x ruki #diahell #dialovers #diaboys #diabolik lovers #nixxio story #nixxio moodboard #diabolik lovers moodboard

[i-am-baechu]

Chapter Seven: The One About The Party 

Summary: “Did you just ask me if I sell coffee in a fucking coffee shop?” And with that, Taehyung was smitten by the Barista in the crazy flower sweater vest. Friendships will form but most importantly Taehyung will finally meet his soulmate. 

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Genre: Idol au, strangers to lovers au, barista reader!, slow burn (friends with benefits to lovers kind of), semi-short storyish format, friendships, romance, angst, comedy, and smut

Main pairing: Idol! Taehyung x Barista! Reader 

Side ships: Hoseok x OC 

Warnings: Explicit language, smut, mature themes, homophobia, smoking cigarettes, drugs, and alcohol usage 

Note: Drama is starting!!!

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Tonight was an important night. Tonight, Taehyung invited Y/N and her friends to a party. Not just any party but a high listed party. It was a celebration for a magazine cover they recently had and the company organized a party for them. She didn’t look at the cover but she knew, no matter what Taehyung did, he would be handsome. She finished applying mascara as she stared at herself in the mirror. She was nervous. Nervous to be around rich people but she was nervous to be around Namjoon. 

It’s been three weeks since she met the guys and she went out with them a couple more times since. Each time, Namjoon would stare at her but she couldn’t tell how he felt in the expression. She never brought it up to Taehyung because Namjoon was his leader and she didn’t want to make things awkward. Whenever she tried talking to him, he would turn away from her and she would stop talking. Maybe she was outgoing for him or maybe too anxious. She didn’t want to ask because she was just nervous around him. 

“Y/N, does this look good?”

She turned around and smiled at Nikki who was dressed in a maroon mini bodycon dress with her natural curls, “You look beautiful.” 

Nikki smiled and clapped her hands, “Alright, me and Julia are going to take shots now.”

“Wait, don’t do that!” 

“Jungkook, I swear to god if you go through my shit one more time.” 

Taehyung placed his arms through the coat sleeves as he glared at the maknae through the mirror. For some reason, Jungkook didn’t want to wear any of his shirts for tonight. Saying “Hyung, your clothes are nicer than mine.” He fixed his turtle neck and saw Jungkook taking off his shirt, “Yah! Go to your room and change.”

“Is it because you need to hype yourself to see Y/N.” 

“Get. Out. Now!” 

He watched the younger man scramble to the door and closed it shut. He sighed to himself and rubbed his neck, “Fucking idiot...”

He glanced at the mirror and wiped his sweaty hands against his pants, “You got this. It’s just Y/N...You’ve been on a date with her before. This isn’t abnormal.” He sighed and glanced back at the door to hear Jungkook and Jimin giggling outside the wooden door. He rolled his eyes and walked towards the door with an annoyed expression. He kicked the door and heard them running away, “Assholes.” 

Y/N sat in the car (the car that Taehyung sent) looking at Nikki with suspicious eyes. She was too quiet and kept looking at her phone, more than usual. She crossed her arms over her chest and smacked her arm. Nikki looked at her with wide eyes and rubbed her arm, “Ow, what the fuck Y/N!?”

“Why are you being so quiet?” 

“I’m tired, I worked yesterday.”

She nodded her head and glanced at her phone that was on her thighs, “What’s on your phone?” 

“I’m looking at sales, is that okay, mom?”

“It’s fine.”

Marie snorted at this and shook her head, “Y/N, I’m sure everything is fine. I think you're just nervous for this party.”

Y/N sighed and nodded her head. She looked at Nikki with a frown, “I’m sorry.”

“It's fine. Dude, everything is going to be fine. What’s the-”

“Don’t finish that. Every time you say that something happens.” 

Nikki put her hands up and nodded her head, “Point taken.” 

The car stopped and she glanced outside to see a tall building and people dressed in fancy clothing. She glanced down and was having second thoughts about her outfit. It was just a plain black dress from Macys and she could already imagine people looking down at her. She was taken out of her thoughts when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked to see Marie giving her a small smile, “You look great, Y/N.”  

She nodded her head and took out her phone sending a text to Taehyung that they arrived. She rubbed her hands together and looked at her girls, “I’m ready.”

Julia clapped her hands and opened the door, “I bet they have crab here.”

“Julia, you're allergic to shellfish.”

“So?”

Y/N ignored them and walked out of the car as fast as she could. She walked past so many people and she was sure they were famous but she didn’t care about them, she only cared about him, “Y/N?”

She snapped her head to see Namjoon giving her a soft smile (he usually just gave her a blank expression so she was shocked), “Nam-Namjoon. Hello...” 

“Taehyung is waiting for you. I told him I would look for you because he was a nervous wreck.” 

“He was? Why?”

Namjoon shook his head and took a sip of his drink and she felt an annoyed aura from him the moment she asked, “Because he likes you. Follow me.” 

The two entered another section of the building and there were less people here. She was assuming this was the VIP room when she saw alcohol names that she had never heard of before. She kept her distance from Namjoon because there was this unsaid tension between the two. She barely said anything to the older man but she could tell he didn’t like her. She didn’t understand why. She always made sure Taehyung was focused on his work and would give him advice about lyrics. All the other guys liked her and even Yoongi talked to her. It made her feel empty because Taehyung’s leader didn’t like her and that made her feel useless...

“Y/N, I’m so happy you made it!” She was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the familiar deep voice that sent shivers down her arm. She smiled at him and watched Taehyung move towards her with his coat swinging in the air. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead as she closed eyes, relishing in the kiss. When she opened her eyes, Taehyung’s thumb gently rubbed against her cheek as she leaned towards his head. His eyes widened at this and let out a small laugh, “Of course I made it, I wouldn’t miss it.”

Namjoon let out a small cough and Y/N glanced at him (feeling small under his gaze). She could’ve sworn she saw a glare but maybe she was seeing things, “I’ll see you later Tae.”

“Thank you, hyung.”

Taehyung waved towards his leader as Y/N watched him leave. She watched him until she couldn’t see him anymore and the tense air was gone. Taehyung watched the whole thing with a worried look. He gently grabbed her hand, making her turn towards him, “Are you okay?”

“I-I’m fine.”

She was about to walk away but he didn’t let her go, “Tell me, please. Was it something I said?” 

“Is Namjoon a cold person?” 

“No...is he being cold towards you?” 

She sighed and shook her head, “It’s nothing. Let’s have a good night, I missed you.”

“I missed you more, love...How long have you felt this way?”

The two walked towards a booth in the corner and she hugged herself as he wrapped his arm over her shoulders, “I think it's just me overthinking.”

“I can keep a closer look on him...”

She shook her head and leaned up, placing a kiss on his cheek, “No...he’s your leader. You need to respect him.”

“If he’s disrespecting you love-” 

“Tae, just drop it for me...please. I don’t want to create tension.” 

Taehyung sighed and kissed the top of her head, “Okay.” 

Extended Ending: 

Taehyung entered the hotel with the other guys but his eyes couldn’t leave his leader. How long did he make her feel this way? Yes, he had respect for him because he was their leader for years but making the girl that he was interested in feel so small angered him. He didn’t say anything when they entered the elevator. Jungkook looked over at him to see him staring hard at his reflection. He smiled and lightly punched his arm, “How was your night with Y/N?”

Taehyung smiled at this but he glanced at Namjoon who only tensed up. He ignored it and looked at Jungkook, “It was great. We shared fries and this one pink drink she wanted to try. It was good.” 

Jungkook nodded his head and let out a small laugh, “Y/N bought me some food too. She was mad that I was drinking on an empty stomach.”

“That’s good. I take it you like her then?”

“Who wouldn’t like her?”

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Like a butterfly part 3

A/N: HI GUYS!🤠 IT’S BEEN A WHILE. ANYWAYS, finally chapter three is here!

So sorry it took so long, I hope you still have a lot patience for this fanfiction🙏🏽

I’m starting to get some ideas for the plot and the chapters, but in all honesty I was also on a small vacation, and another thing is: I’ve been working my ass off. Right now, I’m just really in need of some money because I’m fucking tired of this broke ass bitch (me) and this dumb ass inflation making me bad, sad and MAD🤬

We’re not going to discuss or talk about the constant

mood swings I had while writing this bitch while on my period, OKAY?👹😪🗿🥵💀💔💫

Anyways‼️ as always thank you for bearing with me. And thank you for liking, commenting, and reblogging my shit🌺

I very much appreciate every single one of you💞

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Pairing: Nakamoto Yuta x Female! Reader

Contains: Non-idol! AU, Tattoo artist! Yuta, Librarian! Reader, Bruises, Comedy, Drama, Friends to lovers, Flirting, Nudity, PDA, Photography, Romance, Teasing

Warnings: Abusive toxic relationship, alcohol, bad language, cigarettes, cursing, drinking, fighting, friendship, friends with benefits, lots of JEALOUSY‼️ mixed feelings, smoking, violence; Yuta punching a few fuckbois cause Y/N’s being sorta sexually harassed, also him beating a random dude up... it’s not that bad though :T, violence.

Wordcount: 10,4 K (rip💀)

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Disclaimer: The reader I’ve created in this fanfiction is a woman of East Asian descent and she has certain features and looks a certain way. The reason for this is that I wanted some more East Asian representation in Kpop fanfics! Some of these relationships between said persons are only meant to be considered fictional, in no way do I ship them in real life. They’re just there to add dynamic to the plot. (Also, because my multi fan ass just wants to have fun.) Please keep in mind that the way I’ve described the idols in this story is in no way real or representative of how they behave in real life, this is just based on my imagination.

Also in this fanfiction, some said persons are involved in an abusive, unhealthy and manipulative relationship. Please keep in mind that this is all fanmade and fiction. I don’t encourage this kind of terrible relationship and if you are in one, please seek help. Never put yourself second to anyone; remember that you’re loved. 💚

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“Want to dance with me?” Yuta said, holding his hand out to you. You looked up and smiled, “Yes, I would love to,” you took hold of his hand and walked back to your friends.

Everyone looked at you two dancing happily. You smiled brightly as Yuta spun you around, and you giggled. The DJ suddenly changed the music and played the song “You Make Me Feel…” by Cobra Starship ft. Sabi. You hummed to the song, looking at Yuta as he did the same, “la, na-na-na-na~” The two of you began dancing and laughing.

And finally, you had fun at this party.

Suddenly Chaeyoung and Somi walked over, joining you in dancing, “where are the others?” Yuta asked, “Jungkook and Johnny are outside smoking,” Somi explained. “The two of you seemed to have a lot of fun,” Chaeyoung giggled, “of course we are, I mean it’s been a while since we last attended a party,” you chuckled when Yuta was looking at you and smiling. (Chaeng’s outfit)

Somi elbowed Chaeyoung’s arm and giggled at the way Yuta was obviously admiring you. “What’s so funny, Chaeng?” You asked, tilting your head in curiosity, “oh nothing! It’s just… you and Osaka Prince look so good together,” she winked as Yuta smirked, “almost like a cute couple~” Somi added, giggling with her. You blushed at the idea of you and Yuta being a couple, you were nothing alike or similar. “Yo what’s up, guys?” Mark asked, resting his elbow on Yuta’s shoulder.

“Oh, nothing much, Marcus, just pointing out how much these two look like a couple,” Chaeyoung added playfully, “Chaeng, we’re not a couple…!” You protested stubbornly as everyone chuckled. “Omg, I just noticed! Mark, you got an eyebrow piercing now!” She patted Somi’s shoulder and giggled, “yeah, you look so cool now, Markie!” She added, “thank you, Yuta-Hyung did it for me,” he chuckled and smiled.

“Let’s go and get something to drink, I wanna dance some more!” Somi said, waving her arms up as Chaeyoung nodded. You looked at her as she smiled, “a Margarita or Pina Colada, right Unnie?” You nodded a slight smile on your face, “thanks Chaeng,” Mark spoke, “just grab a beer for me and Scotch Whiskey for Yuta-Hyung. Thanks, Chae, and Somi.”

“So did you and Yuta-Hyung recently start dating?” Mark asked as your mouth dropped slightly, “oh no, Mark. You got it all wrong, me and Yuta-san aren’t dating, Bryce’s my boyfriend…” You explained as Yuta put his hands into his pockets, his jaw clenching in slight jealousy, “so that means you’re still seeing Miyawaki, huh?” You looked at him as you heard her name.

Miyawaki…?

Yuta rubbed the back of his head, “I’m actually planning on,” he moved closer to you, “–breaking it off with her.” He locked eyes with you. “I’m done with fixing things that can’t be fixed.” Johnny and Jungkook walked towards you, “where are Chae and Somi?” Jungkook asked, rolling up his sleeve.

“–Here with your drinks!~” Somi smiled, holding three drinks in her arms, “ah thank you, Somi,” you smiled, taking your Pina Colada and drinking a little. “Do you guys wanna grab something to eat after this?” Chaeyoung asked, looking at us all. “That’d be awesome! What should we eat, Chae?” Somi asked, drinking her blueberry Soju, “hmm, I don’t know, maybe we can order some pizza or fried chicken?”

You had to use the restroom but there’s still a lot left from your delicious Pina Colada. You walked over to Yuta, “Yuta-san, can you please hold my drink? I’m going to use the bathroom,” you asked politely as he nodded and held your drink. “No worries, just take your time,” he gave you a reassuring smile as you went to the bathroom.

You finished using the bathroom stall as you washed your hands while checking yourself in the mirror. And finally, you fixed your hair a little and left.

You went to the dancefloor to look around, in the hopes of finding your friends but you couldn’t spot or see any of them.

Strange… They were here just a few minutes ago…

You walked around a bit before finally deciding to lean against the wall, crossing your arms and checking your phone when someone was approaching you.

“–Saw you earlier on the dancefloor, you were quite wild,” a random guy said, staring at you up and down inappropriately as you started to feel uncomfortable by his presence, “say why don’t we have fun at my place tonight?” You looked down and shook your head.

“No thanks. I have a boyfriend…” You managed to voice out clearly although your voice was full of uncertainty. “Boyfriend?” He looked over at his friends before scoffing. “You seem quite lonely and single to me, the name’s Seth,” he pinned his arm against the wall forcing you to look at him as he began to speak, “why don't we have some right now?” He chuckled, playing with your top as he slowly lowered its strap. “Stop it…” You said sheepishly as Seth chuckled when somebody poked him on the shoulder as he turned around.

“–What the fuck?!” He groaned when Yuta punched him in the face, he walked closer to you as Seth looked at him. “Yuta…” he wrapped an arm around you as he held you close, your head meeting his chest, “are you okay, Y/N?” You nodded as he glared at the group of guys around you. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Seth rose and spat, “do you know them, Y/N?” You shook your head, and hugged his arm, “I don’t know them, Yuta,” you said, looking into Yuta’s warm eyes.

“I suggest you fuckers leave her alone.” Yuta demanded, “huh?” Seth scoffed as Yuta cleared his throat, “you were making her feel uncomfortable, so apologize to her now.” He repeated, “who do you think you are?” Seth scoffed, staring at him. “Me? I’m her fucking boyfriend, you bastard.” Yuta scoffed, patting your back as you looked at him, he gave you an understanding nod. “Your girlfriend’s dressed like a slut, I thought she came to this party to have sex with a bunch of guys,” Seth scoffed, staring at your chest as you pulled your pink top a little in an attempt to cover up, you looked down feeling ashamed of your body. (Y/N’s outfit but she’s short black miniskirt instead or you can choose your own outfit.)

Why did you dress out of your comfort zone? You feel so ashamed of your body…

You felt his hand move away from your back as Yuta walked over and punched them, you were taken back. “Yuta-san!” You yelled, “scumbags like you should watch the bullshit that’s coming out of your mouth,” he took hold of Seth’s shirt before punching him again, “my girlfriend can wear whatever the fuck she wants to, after all, I can fight,” Yuta scoffed as he walked over to you. “Are you okay–?” You asked when he hugged you close, “I’m okay, let’s get back to the others,” he reassured, wrapping an arm around you as you walked outside to the others.

“There you two are, what happened?” Chaeyoung asked, walking away from Jungkook’s back hug as she returned your Pina Colada. “Sorry, Chaeng, we ran into a bit of trouble…” You bowed shyly, taking hold of your drink. “Trouble…? What happened, Unnie?” She asked in concern, “a group of assholes were harassing Y/N and saying nasty things to her, so I stepped in and pretended to be her boyfriend. Until they finally left her alone,” Yuta explained, taking a sip of his Whiskey as you simply nodded.

“Wah, thank goodness handsome Osaka Prince saved you there, Y/N-Unnie!” Chaeyoung teased as Somi giggled, “yeah, thank you Yuta-san,” you added, smiling at him. “Alright, let’s go and get some food, I’m starving like crazy,” Mark chuckled, putting his arms behind his head, “oh my god, me too, Marcus,” Somi laughed, “good thing, Yuta was there. There can be some real assholes at this nightclub,” Johnny added, smoking and exhaling.

Yuta wrapped an arm around you, and whispered something into your ear, “ehh?” You said, looking into his eyes, your foreheads practically touching, “can I have a taste of your Pina Colada?” You nodded, before taking a small sip and handing it to him. He took a big gulp and licked his lips, “mhm, it’s really delicious,” he smirked as you felt a bit shy about his flirtatious behavior.

“Do you wanna try mine, Y/N?” He lifted his glass filled with the golden liquid, your eyes looked in a slight curiosity, “is it strong…?” You asked, holding the glass, “maybe a little, but I can water it down a little with a kiss~” Yuta whispered, lifting your chin and you could clearly tell he was a bit tipsy. “Stop teasing me, Yuta-san…” You pouted, feeling his thumb on your bottom lips. You took a big sip as you covered your mouth, “mmh…! It’s super strong…” You whined as he chuckled, “sorry, you’re so cute. You’ve never tried a Scotch Whiskey before?” You shook your head, “not really… I always drink Soju or Margarita…” You confessed as he leaned in.

His fingers were on your chin, the thumb gently caressing your bottom lips. “Should I water it down with my kiss now?~” Your eyes widened by his reply, “stop playing with me Yuta,” you said, entirely flustered by him.

Chaeyoung snickered, elbowing Jungkook at the sight of you two trying each others’ drinks. “Yuta-Hyung has really fallen hard for Unnie, heh,” he chuckled, “of course, I mean she’s pretty and the best!” She added, hugging his arm.

We left the nightclub and started walking around in Hongdae…

“Let’s just order Korean fried chicken or fast food,” Somi suggested, scrolling through her phone in the search for restaurants. “Yeah, what are you guys in the mood for?” Johnny asked, walking in front of the group, “I’m down for anything honestly,” Mark said, putting his arms behind his head as he looked at us.

You didn’t see Bryce for the rest of that night, but you felt that it was better this way. He was probably getting high or taking drugs anyways.

“Should we go for fried chicken? I’ve really been craving it,” you said, looking at everyone with a smile, “alright, Y/N-Unnie. Let’s do that,” Chaeyoung nodded and giggled. You walked towards the subway and headed downstairs.

“Should we eat at the restaurant or just at our apartment?” You asked, looking at them, “hmm, it’s up to you guys, I don’t care. What do you guys think?” Chaeyoung answered looking at the guys, “I guess since it’s quite late, let’s just get takeaway,” Mark suggested.

“Alright, boys you go order the fried chicken while we’ll get some drinks and snacks,” Somi ordered, locking arms with you, “deal,” Johnny gave a thumbs up.

You, Chaeyoung, and Somi walked inside the 7/11, looking for drinks and snacks for the rest of the night. “Should we buy more of the standard Soju or the fruit-flavored ones?” Somi asked, holding the basket, “hmm, Johnny and Yuta prefer the standard ones,” Chaeyoung responded as you placed two bags of Kkokkal Corn Snack and chocolate almond LOTTE Pepero sticks. “Oh my god, I missed drinking these,” you giggled, opening the refrigerator and picking 4 bottles of Mogu-Mogu, “wow~ Unnie you must really love the litchi-flavored ones,” Chaeyoung chuckled, placing 3 bottles of strawberry Ramune into the basket.

“Alright, I think we got everything we need,” Somi said, placing 2 bags of Nongshim Honey Twist Snack and a few bottles of banana milk into the basket, “maybe some orange juice for breakfast,” you added, getting your wallet out ready to pay. “Got it,” Chaeyoung said, placing the things onto the checkout counter belt.

The three of you went home, then Somi and you got two mattresses onto the floor in the living room. “Right, good thing your apartment’s so big that we can have sleepovers like this,” she chuckled as Chaeyoung had a cheeky smile. “You and Jungkook better not wake us up when everyone goes to sleep,” she scoffed sassily as you giggled a bit.

“–Yah Jeon Somi!” Chaeyoung yelled as the door opened and the guys were also there.

“Hope you’ve ordered the spicy, sweet, and sour version that I love,” Chaeyoung folded her arms, winking at Jungkook, “of course, we got both since we didn’t know which one you prefer,” he added and placed the plastic bag on the table. “What drinks did you buy?” Mark asked, looking through the plastic bags, “lots of Mogu-Mogu, Soju, banana milk, Ramune,” Somi replied, packing the snacks out.

You gathered on the floor in a circle around the food, “can you pass me the pickled radish, Chaeng?” You said, eating your crispy and crunchy piece of chicken wing, “of course, here Unnie,” Chaeyoung passed over the bowl, “wah, it’s so good, forgot how much I love fried chicken,” Somi hummed, “so good,”  Mark nodded. “It’s super delicious, good choice Y/N,” Yuta said, smiling at you. Johnny nodded, eating sweet and spicy chicken, “agreed, we should leave all the food decisions to your roomie, Chae,” he chuckled.

“Of course, not only is Unnie a big foodie - she’s also an excellent cook!” Chaeyoung added, “you guys make me so flustered,” you fanned yourself shyly, being complimented like this was a bit too much.

“Never knew that your roomie is such a cutie, ahaha,” Mark chuckled as you looked over at him. “Woah, woah. I guess Mark got a crush on Y/N-Unnie!” Somi cheered, drinking her blueberry Soju when Chaeyoung decided to speak up. “I already told you guys that Unnie’s–”

“–Back off Y/N, Mark, I saw her first,” Yuta sneered in jealousy as everyone looked at him, “I knew it - so you two are dating!” Mark said tipsy, “we aren’t!” You protested, you didn’t want to mention his name tonight so that’s all you said. You rested your clenched hand under the table, visibly frustrated that Bryce wasn’t even here beside you tonight. He noticed you were upset, he moved closer and placed his hand on top of yours when you looked up slightly.

Yuta gave you a comforting look as you nodded slightly, you let him hold your hand as it reassured and warmed you. Thank you, Yuta… You smiled with your eyes as he smiled.

“Now that we finished eating should we play karaoke or truth or dare?” Johnny suggested, “how about like karaoke and then only play K-pop songs?” Somi added.

Suddenly Yuta’s phone rang as he let go of your hand to answer. “Hey, Nakamoto-kun, do you wanna meet up tonight?” You heard what seemed to be a Japanese-speaking woman’s voice from his phone, “–I wanna make it up to you this time…” She told him on the phone as he sighed, getting up. “–Listen, I thought we already made things clear between us,” he went outside just to speak with her.

That must be Miwayaki-san…

“Woah, who’s that Osaka-Prince’s chatting with?” Somi elbowed Chaeyoung, “it’s Miwayaki Sakura, his former fwb,” she whispered to her as you felt your heart ache. “Yeah, I don’t know what has been going between them,” Johnny added as Mark noticed your rather depressing energy, “yo guys, let’s talk about something else.”

“–Right!” Chaeyoung clapped, “Unnie, which song should we play?” she smiled, looking at you. “I don’t know,” you said in a monotone voice and got up. “I’ll just need to use the bathroom,” you excused yourself.

You wish that the girl’s name didn’t bother you as much as it sadly did.

“I think Y/N’s bothered by Miyawaki,” Mark mumbled, drinking his Soju, “yeah, let’s not mention it, she also fought with Bryce earlier,” Somi added, eating her honey twist chips.

You tried dialing Bryce’s number but he didn’t answer at all. “The person you’re trying to reach - is unavailable–” You sighed in frustration, looking at yourself in the mirror as small tears started to fall on your cheeks.

Mark looked at which song he should choose for karaoke. “Omg, Mark you should totally do “Rap God” by Eminem!” Somi laughed loudly and pointed at him, “yah, Somi, you’re too loud! I don’t want my neighbors to complain about me!” Chaeyoung elbowed her, “the only ones who are loud are you and Jungkook in your bed–” before Somi spoke another word, she got smacked by a pillow.

“Oh my god, you two sure are drunk and feisty,” Johnny chuckled and Jungkook finished his original Soju. “Hey, Babe shuffle the playlist for Mark-ah,” Chaeyoung snickered, “oh God, it’s “Tell Me” by Wonder Girls…” Mark let out a small laugh, “good luck, Mark,” Somi giggled, drinking her blueberry Soju as Chaeyoung handed him a hairbrush. “Go perform, Minhyung.”

You got out of the bathroom after fixing yourself. It seemed like everyone was super drunk or sober. You sat on the mattress by the couch before texting Bryce.

Bryce (my boyfriend)

You: “Sorry, for earlier…”

You: “Can we talk in the morning?”

“Ah, is that “Tell Me” by Wonder Girls?” You said and stood up eagerly, “it’s my favorite song! You said, dancing as Somi applauded. “Go Unnie! Go Unnie!” Chaeyoung cheered as Johnny started filming you and Mark performing.

“Tell me, tell me, tell tell tell tell tell tell me~” you and Mark sang while smiling, “omg here comes the dance break!” You exclaimed eagerly and began dancing while Chaeyoung and Somi clapped repeatedly. “Omg, Unnie’s so good at dancing!” Jungkook chuckled while filming as Johnny laughed, taking pictures of you with Chaeng’s Polaroid camera. “Omg here comes the rapping, are you ready Mark-ah!” Chaeyoung exclaimed, holding Jungkook’s hand. Mark rapped, “Hit me one-time baby dashi hanbeon, okay banggeumhan geon aljiman tto hanbeon!” he finished rapping flawlessly as Johnny laughed, “holy shit dude, you killed it!”

“Next song, Chaeng!” Somi pointed at the TV screen, “coming up, shuffle… Let’s go!” She said as the song started playing. “MIROTIC” by TVXQ was the next song when the three guys stood up in seriousness, “jogeum dacheodo neon gwaenchana Oh~” Johnny sang as Jungkook held the hairbrush. “Neon nareul weonhae, neon naege ppajeo, neon naege micheo, heeonal su eopseo~” they all sang, “I got youuu under my skin,” Jungkook harmonized. “You guys are so amazing!” You exclaimed, filming them as they continued singing.

“Okay, I dare you, girls, to do a song together!” Mark chuckled, shuffling Chaeyoung’s playlist. “Miniskirt” by AOA started playing as Somi hit Chaeng softly, cackling like crazy, “oh my God, no way,” you said, covering your mouth, “come on, ladies. You can’t back down now,” Mark teased as Johnny nodded, handing you the hairbrush.

You sighed, getting ready to perform. “Hey hey hey AOA, hey hey hey! Brave Sound. Drop it!” Chaeng sang, performing just like Shin Jimin, “nal baraboneun siseoni~ neoneun yejeon gatjiga anheun geol~” Somi laid down on the floor like Shin Hyejeong. “Woo! Go, Jeon Somi!” Mark cheered as Jungkook, crossed his arms trying not to die of laughter. Johnny chuckled, filming this to his Instagram story. “Jjarbeun chimareul ipgo~ naega gireul georeumyeon modu nareul chyeodabwa,” Somi sang as you soon joined, covering Park Choah’s part when Yuta opened the door to see you lift your black skirt as the guys whistled, “jjarbeun chimareul ipgo~ geunde wae hapil neoman nal mollajuneunde.” You sang, wiggling your ass with Chaeng and Somi when he watched you closely.

“–I see that I missed quite a lot while I was gone, huh?” Yuta scoffed, looking at Johnny as he nodded. You continued, performing and trying not to look in his direction. “Didn’t know Y/N could pull off sexy concepts like this one, she’s full of surprises,” he said, smirking.

“この女…” (This woman…) “nan jeomjeom jichyeoga,” Chaeng sang, grabbing the chair as Somi did the same, “nal baraboneun geu nunbitmajeodo,” she said. “Wae geuri chagaunji moreugesseo,” you sighed, clearly feeling the song’s lyrics. “Ije byeonhal geoya oh oh!” You sang, performing with the ladies around the chairs you’ve gathered.

Yuta smirked, watching you have fun and clearly distracting yourself from your previously hurt feelings. “Let me perform the next song with Y/N,” he said as everyone was stunned to speak, “fine,” you crossed your arms as he poked his cheek with his tongue, standing there with his hands in his pockets. “Now” by Trouble Maker started playing, that iconic melody made you recognize the choreography immediately. “Omg, Chaeng, they’re going to perform “Now!” Somi wheezed, finally finishing her blueberry Soju, “I think it was Yuta-Hyung’s idea from the start,” Jungkook whispered to Chaeng as she smirked, “Yah, Unnie! Don’t lose to Osaka-Prince!”

“I won’t, just give me a second, Chaeng,” You said, walking inside your bedroom to remove your black mesh shirt, “are you ready?” You asked, folding your arms as you were left in your skirt, black stockings, and that hot pink top. “I was born ready, Y/N-Princess,” Yuta chuckled, smiling as he held his hand out to you. “Ooh ooh ooh ooh tell me now now now,” he sang, standing close to you, “ooh ooh ooh ooh tell me now now now,” you said, looking into his eyes. They were filled with sadness, you began singing and performing Hyuna’s part. Everyone was amused and focused on you two performing so professionally. “You’re still recording this,” Mark whispered to Johnny as he nodded, watching you.

“Uri gachi inneun i mirosoge” Yuta sang to you, “gidael su inneungeon neoppuniya” you sang expressively, stroking his shoulder and forearm as you touched his hand. “Nungama naege angyeo,” you both sang, looking at each other deeply. “Naeireun tto eobseunikka,” you both sang full of emotions as you danced elegantly, he held your hand and spun you.

Yuta spun you back into his arms, making you look into his eyes as you suddenly felt your heartbeat race. The two of you danced elegantly during the dance break of the song. “Woo! You two were incredible!” Chaeyoung yelled, finishing Jungkook’s original flavored Soju.

“FANTASTIC BABY” by BIGBANG, started playing as Jungkook stood up, “woo this is a banger!” he grabbed the hairbrush from Mark and began to sing along. “Nananana nananana, wow fantastic baby!” Mark and Johnny hyped him up as you clapped while laughing. “Dance I wanna dan dan dan dan,” Chaeyoung sang along, dancing with him, “dance wow fantastic, Chaeng,” Jungkook chuckled as she danced wildly.

Yuta sat down next to you as you pressed your lips together, “what’s wrong?” you hugged your knees, “nothing…” you mumbled, trying not to think of the way Bryce ignored you. “It’s that asshole - isn’t it?” He glared as you looked away, “I’m so pathetic…” You sighed, looking down as he took hold of your hand, “you’re not. He’s the one losing such a gorgeous woman,” he said before kissing your hand as you blushed red.

“Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka!” Somi clapped her hands before filming them while laughing, “you guys are so crazy, ahaha!”

After an hour or two everyone fell asleep, Johnny was completely wasted on the couch while Somi and Mark were next to each other on the mattress. “Good night, sleepyheads,” you giggled, covering them with a blanket and a pillow underneath their heads.

“Mhm, night’ Unnie,” Chaeng yawned, walking into her room with Jungkook, “night you two,” you whispered, walking to the bathroom to brush your teeth. You checked your phone one last to see that Bryce didn’t even read your texts. You sighed, starting your night skincare routine. You finished and headed out when the door to the apartment opened.

“Ah, Yuta-san, you went outside?” You asked, standing in front of him as he took his shoes off, “yeah, I was just outside smoking,” Yuta explained as he looked at you.

“Were you worried about me?” He added, scratching the back of his head. “A little, I was wondering why you weren’t sleeping with them,” you hummed as he looked at your face in the dim moonlight’s glow.

“Everyone’s still sleeping…”

“But you’re awake.” Yuta reached his hand and stroked the back of your hair gently. The gesture made you feel soft as you looked at him with a small smile.

“I had to use the bathroom and then I heard someone by the door,” you replied, rubbing your arm as Yuta nodded. The awkward silence between you was heavy. But somehow you couldn’t stop looking at each other.

“–We should probably sleep too, it’s almost 4 AM,” he rolled his neck back and walked to the living room. It was dark but Somi and Mark were sleeping next to each other on the big pull-out mattress. It was as if they were almost cuddling. Johnny slept on the couch, his feet hanging by the end of it.

“Damn, these two crashed the big mattress,” Yuta whispered and chuckled, “guess I’ll sleep on the floor,” he sighed, grabbing the blanket and sitting on the cold wooden floor. “If you want to, you can sleep in my room. I have a couch too,” you suggested as he took your offer.

“You sure that you don’t mind me sleeping in your room?” Yuta asked, sitting on your couch, “it’s fine, I don’t mind. Besides the floor’s too cold to sleep on,” you insisted and handed him a warm blanket and a pillow. “Thank you,” he said, lying down and pulling the blanket. “Goodnight, Yuta,” you said, turning off your lamp, “sweet dreams, Y/N,” he whispered and closed his eyes.

Never would’ve thought that I would be sleeping in Miyoshi Y/N’s bedroom, huh…

The next morning… “Yah Suh, you’re leaving so early? I haven’t even made breakfast yet,” Chaeyoung mumbled, crossing her arms, “sorry Chae, I gotta open the studio at noon,” Johnny chuckled, rubbing the back of his blonde hair. “Besides that, I also need to go home and change into an outfit that doesn’t reek of cigarettes and alcohol,” he chuckled.

“You guys can drop by at lunchtime if you wanna bother us,” he waved and left, “see ya, later,” Jungkook chuckled and waved. “Where is Yuta-Hyung? Did he go home already?” Mark asked, rubbing his morning hair, “yeah, I didn’t see him sleep here with us,” Somi added, putting her hair in a messy bun.

“Yuta’s sleeping in Noona’s room,” Jungkook smiled before sipping his banana milk, “–what? No way you’re lying,” Chaeyoung exclaimed as Somi giggled, “–I guess it’s a possibility, heh,” Mark rubbed his chin and chuckled.

You were still sleeping, you were pretty exhausted from yesterday’s partying and dancing. Yuta was already awake, he woke a while ago but he didn’t want to disturb your sleep. “Such a pretty woman,” he mumbled, caressing your cheek as he moved the strands of hair away from your eyelids. The mixed feelings from yesterday between your lovers somehow brought you two closer.

Sleeping beauty… Yuta thought, admiring your face in the dim sunlight. He leaned in and whispered into your ear, “hurry up and break up with that asshole, I’m getting impatient.”

You slowly opened your eyes as you saw Yuta’s face, you pursed your lips, “mmh, Yuta-san?” you murmured still half asleep, “おはよう, Y/N-姫,” (good morning, Y/N-Princess,) he chuckled, gently caressing your cheek.

“おはよう…” (Morning…) You responded awkwardly, he was really close and you tried desperately not to look into those dangerous eyes.

“Did you sleep well?” Yuta asked, pinching your cheek and letting go, “mhm, I slept okay, what about you?” You nodded, looking at him. “I slept wonderfully in your bedroom,” he smirked when the door opened as Chaeng peeked her head in, “ah mornin’ lovebirds~ breakfast is ready~” she snickered, “what’s so funny, Chaeng?” you got out of bed as he helped you, “oh nothing~ must be nice to sleep in her bed, huh Osaka-Prince?” She bit her lips as he chuckled, “–that’s not what happened, Chaeng!” You blushed red at the thought of it.

Your phone rang as you answered,  “もし-もし,” (hello,) you put on your watch, “ah, could you watch Ayaka while I’m out doing some urgent errands?” She asked as you were about to head out for work, “sure thing aunt Asami, what time do you pick her up?”

“Maybe late in the evening, I’ve so much to take care of,” she added as you nodded, “that’s okay, you can drop her off at the library at 1:30 PM. Ayaka-chan can have fun reading books in the children’s reading room or playing in the kids’ space downstairs,” you added, putting on your high heels as you headed out.

You sat down and placed your books and notebook on the table. You started to memorize a few kanjis, aunt Asami would always test you whenever she was visiting. She would always praise you for working so hard and you didn’t want to disappoint her.

“Yo Y/N,” Yuta cooed, leaning against the bookshelf as he stood across from you, “Yuta-san, what are you doing here?” You asked, adjusting your glasses and looking at him.

“Paying you a little visit, Princess,” he chuckled, walking over to pinch your cheek, “well, I’m too busy for your little visit,” you replied, looking at the kanji. “Ah, I see. You’re learning kanji, huh?” He looked at the piece of paper as you nodded. “I thought re-learning Japanese was hard but memorizing kanjis is even worse!” You groaned, resting your head on the table. “Then get a Japanese boyfriend, that’ll make it easier,” Yuta smirked, patting your head as you pouted, “not funny, besides I already have a boyfriend,” you protested.

“So where do you want to eat lunch, Aya-chan?” You asked, looking at Ayaka’s drawing, “I don’t know, maybe something Japanese,” she mumbled, coloring her turtle. “Okay, what about some udon noodles?” You asked eagerly as she nodded, “yay! I would love that, Onee-san,” she hugged your arm and giggled.

“Onee-san, is Nakamoto-kun your boyfriend?” Ayaka asked as you waved your hands rapidly, “no, no, Aya-chan. Yuta and I are just friends,” you smiled, “Bryce’s my boyfriend, remember?” You looked at her as she shook her head, crossing her arms as Yuta chuckled, “do you want me to be Onee-chan’s boyfriend?” He teased, poking his cheek cutely.

Ayaka nodded immediately, “mmh! Nakamoto-kun’s much more fun and handsome than Bryce!” She confessed as you dropped your jaw. Yuta hugged her and chuckled, “I guess this little Miss knows the truth, I like her.” You crossed your arms, you knew these two together could be up to nothing good.

“–Onii-san, do you want to eat lunch with us?” Ayaka asked all of a sudden.

You were rather surprised to hear her ask such a question. Since Ayaka’s usually not fond of new people but she has somehow taken a liking to Yuta.

“Aya-chan… I think Nakamoto-san’s busy–”

“–時間があります.” (–I have time.) Yuta replied, putting his hand up as Aya smiled happily.

“Besides I would love to eat lunch with you,” Yuta had a sly smile while looking at you. “Yay! Onii-san is going to eat lunch with us!” She chanted happily and jumped eagerly. “I’ll pay for the lunch - so what do you want to eat?” He asked, holding her hand as she smiled brightly, “I want to eat Sukiyaki, Onii-san!” She exclaimed as you sighed. “Ms. Irene I’m off,” you said as Irene smiled and waved, “what a strange couple, heh-heh.” She giggled seeing the three of you off.

You walked inside the restaurant “NEGI” in Gangnam-gu. “A table for three please,” Yuta walked up to the counter, “ah yes sir, please follow me,” the waiter said.

“So Onii-san, how long have you stayed here in Korea?” Ayaka asked in curiosity, looking at him. “Mhm, I’ve stayed here quite a while now. I believe for almost 6 years I’ve stayed here,” Yuta nodded and smiled, “wow, that’s so long, Onii-san! Do you ever miss Japan?” She asked, waiting for his reply.

Yuta stirred the thinly sliced well-marbled beef as it began sizzling. “Of course I do, I get homesick quite often, I miss my mother’s cooking. But thanks to Miyoshi-san, I don’t feel so lonely anymore,” he confessed with a soft smile as you looked away for a split second. The pot was boiling as he served her a bowl with the udon noodles.

“Onii-san, do you like Onee-san?” Ayaka looked at him deeply as she chewed on a piece of maitake mushroom. “Yes. I like her a lot,” Yuta conveyed, glancing at you with a small scoff as he ate a piece of beef. You could feel your cheeks burn up by how flustered you were. “Aw, sorry Onii-san! Onee-san already has a boyfriend~” she teased, slurping on the udon noodles. “I know. It’s such a shame, Onee-san’s a very pretty woman,” he rested his cheek in his palm, winking at you. “You’re such a naughty girl, Aya-chan,” you chewed on the tasty shiraki noodles, looking at her. “Hehe!~” Ayaka giggled, sipping the soup base. “Ayaka-san just enjoys teasing Y/N-Onee~” Yuta chuckled, drinking his Ramune. “Here, since you love them so much,” you added extra enoki and shiitake mushrooms to her bowl.

“きのこが好きですね?” (You like mushrooms, don’t you?)

“はい! そうですおにさん!” (Yes! That’s right Onii-san!)

You smiled at them, eating some shiitake mushrooms and a piece of broiled tofu, “how long are you staying in Korea, Aya-chan?” Yuta chewed on the meat as she looked at him, “me and Mommy are staying here for 2 weeks, hehe,” Aya smiled sweetly as she ate some chrysanthemum greens, “wah… You’re not staying here for too long that’s too bad,” he pouted, finishing his Ramune. “I know! I really wanted to stay longer but I have school…” She sulked, slurping the broth as she finished eating. “Maybe next time, you can stay longer… and spend more time with me and Yuta-san,” you smiled, eating a piece of burdock root.

“ごちそうさまでした、 おにさん!” Aya smiled and bowed, “hehe, you’re welcome,” Yuta chuckled as she held his hand, “yeah, thank you. It was very delicious,” you nodded and bowed softly.

“The three of you walked, hands held together as you walked to the bus stop, “oh my God, what a young couple…” a woman whispered to her boyfriend passing by us. “I guess everyone is different,” he chuckled as Yuta scoffed a bit, thinking about the fact that you were the boyfriend and father of Y/N’s child. “What’s so funny?” You raised an eyebrow as he chuckled, “oh it’s nothing…” You and Aya sat down on the bench, waiting for the bus.

“People think Onee-san and Onii-san are my parents, hehe!” Aya pointed out, kicking her feet. You blushed red, “Aya-chan that’s not funny!” you said, feeling so flustered as Yuta chuckled. “Ah, there’s our bus, Onee-san!” she said, hugging your arm.

“おにさん、 またね,”(Onii-san, see you,) she said hugging him as he smiled, “気をつけて、アヤちゃん.” (Take care, Aya-chan.) You smiled proudly, “take care, Yuta-san, okay?” You said, walking inside the bus as she waved.

“Where are you going?” Chaeyoung mumbled, stretching out, “I want to get healthier, so I’m heading to the fitness center,” you said enthusiastically as she smiled, “okay, have fun, Unnie,” she waved, snuggling in her bed as you left.

You went inside the women’s changing room, “it’s really clean in here, I’m rather surprised,” you mumbled to yourself as you headed out. You scanned the area, stationary bicycles, dumbbell sets, treadmills, powerlifting equipment, bench presses, lat pulldown machines, and many more.

You felt a bit anxious, wearing some loose jogging pants, an open hoodie, and a sports bra. But everyone was rather focused on themselves to even look at you, everyone was working hard to reach their goals and it filled you with motivation.

Which one should you try? Or you could go and look for an instructor.

You felt a hand on your shoulder as you turned around, “–Y/N, good to see you here,” Johnny chuckled, “ah hi, Johnny are you also working out here?” He nodded, “yeah, I’m here with Yuta, we arrived here 30 minutes ago.”

So he’s here too, huh…

“Good morning, Yuta-san,” you greeted him as he was lifting a dumbbell. When Yuta heard your voice he looked up to meet your eyes, “what a lovely surprise to see you here, Y/N-san,” he smiled, looking at you.

“Wasn’t expecting to see the two of you here, it’s my first day,” you said, tying your hair into a ponytail. “Oh, so you want to start working out, or are you here for the yoga classes?” Johnny asked, “here to stay fit and healthier!” You smiled as Yuta nodded, “I can show you around if you’d like,” you nodded, “thank you, I’d love that.”

“I wanna see how the treadmills work,” you said as Yuta nodded, following you. “Step on it, here you adjust the speed,” he pointed, adjusting the speed as you began to walk at a slow pace. “Do you want to go faster?” You nodded, “yes, please. I want to run!” He chuckled and increased the speed as you began to run fast, “woah! This feels great!” You smiled brightly as Yuta smiled.

“These are dumbbells, some of them are heavy while some of them weigh less,” Yuta explained, lifting one as he was flexing his arm. “You’re so strong, Yuta,” you said, watching him as he chuckled, “I’ve been training for a while now, heh. Although I've been wondering Chae already has a fitness membership, how come you haven’t joined her earlier?” He asked, looking at you.

It’s true, you’ve always listened to Bryce’s words. One sad memory you recalled was him telling you not to get a fitness membership because he feared that guys might harass you while working out. Especially if you wore leggings and a sports bra, you didn’t mention this to Chaeng.

“I wasn’t quite sure of myself, but thinking again. I finally want to do the things I want to do. So here I am,” you confessed, hands on your hips as you had your head up high. “That’s my girl,” Yuta chuckled proudly, patting you on the shoulder in support. “Welcome to fitness, Y/N,” Johnny smiled, wrapping an arm around you as you smiled, “thank you two.”

Not listening to Bryce was so unlike you, in a way you felt free and so relieved. Finally doing things on your own… You were delighted with that decision to follow your heart.

The three of you were jump roping for 10 minutes, you were sweating but it felt good. You felt energized and so fresh. “Woah! This is amazing, I feel so good!” You said, smiling as Johnny smiled, “you’re doing incredible, keep up the good work, Y/N,” he added.

About 45 minutes had passed as you were done for today’s workout. “Thanks a lot for today, Johnny and Yuta-san,” you smiled, loosing your ponytail as you let your straight light brown hair down. “No problem, Y/N,” Yuta smiled and reached for your shoulder, “well done, I’ll see you next time?” You nodded, “if you want to, you can have my number and text me anytime you want to work out. We can do it together.” He said, looking at you as Johnny chuckled, “really, won’t I bother you?” You asked, holding your phone as he grabbed it, “not at all, now we can be gym buddies,” he smiled. “Yeah, you can also have my number in case Yuta bothers you too much,” Johnny chuckled and added his number to your phone.

You smiled and nodded, “thank you two, so what are your plans for now?” You all slowly walked towards the changing room, “we’ll grab some breakfast and get back to the studio, what about you?” Yuta drank from his water bottle, “yeah, I’m heading to work too,” you smiled, patting your hair down.

“If you want, you can stop by the studio later for lunch. We plan on ordering some boba,” Yuta said, wiping the sweat off his hair as you nodded, “I would love to, I’m off work at 2:00 PM, I’ll text you once I’m there,” you smiled.

You went inside the women’s changing room and began to shower, that morning workout energized you for work. You exited the subway station and walked inside the library, “hello Ms. Irene,” you waved as she adjusted her glasses, “hi Ms. Miyoshi, you seem a lot fresher today,” she smiled, writing down new arrivals of books. “Oh well, I just started working out in the morning. It really does something to you,” you explained.

“So what do you want me to start on, Ms. Irene?” You adjusted your glasses as Irene held a notebook, “I need you to do some computer work, so bookings, meetings, events, author signing, and orders.” She told you, with a small smile, “I’ll go around and clean the shelves and adjust books.” You began using the computer in the office, planning events and reservations for newly arrived books. You were multitasking and doing your work faster than usual.

“Ah Ms. Irene, I’m done,” you bowed as she came down from the ladder, “ah already? That was quick,” she folded her arms. “This is what happens when you work out,” you giggled, “alright, alright you can go on lunch break, Ms. Miyoshi,” she nodded.

“Ah, Ms. Irene, do you want me to get something for you?” Irene hummed, “if you can get me a cappuccino from 7-11, I would appreciate that,” you nodded, “okay, will do. See you later, Ms. Irene.” You waved and left to get her drink, you got yourself an iced caramel latte.

“Ah where’s Yuta-san?” You asked, looking around the room, “ah he’s inside the private room, you can just go inside,” Johnny smiled as Ten looked over at him, “dude.”

You shrugged your shoulders and walked inside, “ah Yuta-san, are you in here–?” You mumbled, walking inside as he was in the middle of a tattoo session on a gorgeous blonde hair woman, she was only wearing a bra and a pair of skinny jeans. Yuta was finishing the final details of the tattoo on her hip bone.

“–Ah Y/N, how long have you been standing there?” He asked, turning around as the woman sat up, “omg Oppa, that looks so great, I love it!” She hugged him closely when she got eye contact with you. “Who’s that girl, Oppa?” She asked, wrapping her arms around his neck in a flirty manner.

“–I’m so sorry for bothering you!” You worded manically and bowed your head, heading out in sheer embarrassment.

How embarrassing to be walking in on Yuta and his lover… You sighed, leaning your head against the door. “–Did you enjoy the nice surprise?” Johnny teased you, “not funny, Johnny!” You pouted and crossed your arms, “next time please warn me if Yuta-san’s lover is here…” You mumbled, staring at the ground flusteredly.

“Yuta’s lover? That is just one of his beloved customers,” Ten explained, “beloved customers…?” You repeated, “yeah, Yuta’s quite popular with our female clients and he tends to do a lot of private sessions with them since most of them prefer him over us.” Johnny explained briefly.

“Private sessions…? Do you mean that Yuta and the clients–” Your mind went crazy and wild with those exaggerated what-ifs scenarios.

“–Private sessions are just tattoos done on either private body parts or just when our client doesn’t want to be seen by someone while being tattooed,” Yuta replied, standing behind you. “Where’s your special client then?” You asked, looking at him.

“Right here~” The lady said, wrapping an arm around Yuta as she practically pressed her breasts against his arm. “Yuta-Oppa, who’s this girlie?” Her accent sounded different like she was from the USA. She looked at you up and down, her arms and thighs were filled with several tattoos. “Mindy, this is Y/N,” he smiled, “Y/N, Mindy,” looking at you obviously being slightly jealous by her presence. “I’ll just clean the room, Ten please file her payment,” Yuta said, closing the door as she stood in front of you.

“Y/N?” Mindy cooed, walking up and staring at you intensely. “Yes…?” You mumbled, rubbing your arm, “are you a foreigner too?” She asked eagerly. “Ah, no. I was born and raised here in Korea,” you answered.

“Ahh, I see~ you’re so pretty! I, myself am from Las Vegas in the USA!~” Mindy giggled, “anyways, ready to pay Ms. Mindy?” Ten sighed, waiting at the cashier. “Right, right, I’m sooorry~ Ten Lee~” She walked over to swipe her credit card, “yah, don’t I get any discount today Mr. Lee?” She scoffed, tapping her long pedicure nails on the counter. “No, not this time, Missy,” Johnny added, scoffing sassily.

“Bye-bye guys~” Mindy waved as she left the studio. “Finally she’s gone, that girl’s voice drives me crazy,” Ten shook his head, “Yuta-Oppa~” Johnny laughed while imitating her nasal sassy voice. “Isn’t Mindy your beloved customer?” You asked, sitting on the couch, “she’s mostly here because of Yuta, she knows places that have lower prices for tattoos. But insists on going here each time in hopes to see him.” Ten chuckled.

Yuta has many admirers… He’s probably a player. You crossed your arms in tiny frustration. “So should we get some boba?” Yuta peeked his head at the door, “all done cleaning the mess in the room?” Johnny asked as he nodded, rolling his neck, “that darn girl made me work in such an uncomfortable position,” he hissed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“You should get a massage,” Ten nodded, “maybe Y/N call help with that,” Johnny chuckled and winked, “what?” You said cluelessly, “I would love that,” Yuta smiled, sitting on the couch with both his arms on the side.

“Great, we’ll get boba tea and you two watch the studio,” Ten waved, “wait a second…” you mumbled, “you want a Matcha milk tea with strawberry nata de coco, and for Y/N…” Johnny hummed, “I’ll take a Jasmine milk tea with tapioca pearls and no ice, thanks.” You smiled, checking your phone.

“The cultural event is in a few days…” You mumbled as you saw Yuta doing some weird exercises against the wall. “Oi, what are you doing?” You asked, staring at him, “my back really hurts from earlier…” he replied, rubbing his neck.

“Then… let me massage you.” You suggested as he smiled, “thank you,” Yuta smiled as he lay flat on the couch. “Yah, how am I going to massage you when you’re lying like that?” You poked his back, “you can just sit on top of me,” he smirked and chuckled.

“ちがいます!” (That’s not right!) You crossed your arms, “then what do you think we should do?” You sat on the couch as Yuta sat down on the floor in front of you. “The floor’s too cold…” He pouted as you pushed a pillow to his lap, “here, sit on it.” He sat on it and rolled his neck.

“Ready…?” You mumbled, “I’m ready,” Yuta nodded, closing his eyes as you began to massage his shoulders as he hummed. “Do you want me to be rougher?” You asked, nudging your thumbs in circles on his shoulder blades. “Mhm~ wah… that feels wonderful,” he hummed as you rubbed your elbow in circles on them.

“This is what you get for messing with my girlfriend, you punk,” Hisashi scoffed, punching Yuta in the stomach as he coughed. “Then learn to fucking take care of her, asshole,” he spat before punching him in the face.

You were sleeping on the couch when all of a sudden your phone was buzzing. “Mmh… Hello, who’s this…?” You asked, answering it as you heard a familiar voice, “Y/N… Please help me–” Yuta panted into the phone as someone was beating him up, your eyes widened as you checked the location and ran.

Yuta… You idiot… Just what are you doing…!?

“Stop it! Please stop it!” You begged, pulling the guy away from Yuta as he was on the ground, bruises all over his face. “–Who are you?” He asked, scoffing and staring at you, “–that’s not important, why are you hurting Yuta-san!?” You yelled as he clenched his fist about to hit you when Yuta pulled him by the ankle, “stop it, Hisashi… She has nothing to do with this,” he coughed, “don't hurt her…” you flinched at the sight of his hurt body on the ground.

“–Learn to not fuck around with someone else’s girlfriend, punk-ass,” Hisashi scoffed before walking away when he stood in front of you, “–and you. Don’t get involved with this guy if you don’t want to end up like him, girlie.” He warned you as you stood there speechless.

“Yuta…” You whimpered, tears slowly falling from your eyes, “I’m sorry for… dragging you into this…” You shook your head, taking hold of his hand, “don’t say that…! Just please be okay, you idiot!” You voiced as he sat up, you looked into his eyes before hugging him close.

“You idiot… Why did you put yourself in danger like that!?” You demanded as Yuta chuckled, “I’m sorry, but thank you… for saving me,” he spoke, patting your hair.

You two sat on the floor in front of the couch. “Oww, oww,” Yuta grunted. You treated his wounds on the face and hands, “this is your fault for being a bad boy!” You scolded him, putting bandages on the knuckles. “Mhm, but you like bad boys,” he added cockingly, “I like smart bad boys, not stupid ones.” You scoffed sassily, crossing your arms when he took off his shirt.

“I can be like that too,” Yuta smirked, flexing his abs as you pursed your lips slowly reaching out for them when he took you by the wrist. “Mmh…” You blushed red, feeling the touch of his strong abs, your eyes wandered over to his butterfly tattoo, “that asshole punched me here too,” he scoffed, standing as you looked at him deeply. “Let’s treat it then,” you said, patting the bruises on his abdomen as he hissed. Looking at you from his point of view gave him the absolute wrong thoughts, and he threw his head back.

You placed an ice pack on his abdomen as you looked up, fluttering your eyes, “does this feel better?” Yuta licked his lips before cupping your cheek and scoffing heavily, “much better, Princess,” he smirked as you got up.

“What’s with that smirk?” You folded your arms, sitting on the couch, “nothing I just didn’t know you were so good,” you looked at him, “–good at treating wounds.” He chuckled. “Well, I’m used to it, Bryce always gets into stupid fights…” You said as he glanced at your pink lips, “do you want something to drink?” he nodded, “can I have some hot green tea?”

“Thank you for saving me earlier…” Yuta bowed, drinking his tea, “why did he beat you up?” You asked, hugging your knees, “it’s a long story, I uh… his girlfriend and I used to sleep together.” He rubbed the back of his neck as your heart sank, “we didn’t fuck but we had something,” he explained as you held onto your knees in frustration. “But I ended it. We were not meant to be together. We used each other and didn’t respect each other’s lives. And we hurt ourselves,” Yuta confessed, sighing heavily.

“That girl he was referring to is Miyawaki Sakura, right?” You said, feeling hurt and jealous as he held your hand, “that’s true but I ended it all with her a few days ago, I don’t care about her most slightly anymore,” he looked into your eyes.

You don’t want to believe those lies even if Yuta was being honest…

“Please believe me,” Yuta begged, you closed your eyes, “I don’t, I don’t know why… my heart hurts so much when I heard her name…” you confessed, tears falling from your eyes, “even though I’m with Bryce… it hurts… to see you in so many bruises and pain because of her,” you cried as he pulled you into his chest, “I’m so sorry, I’m really an asshole.”

Does seeing my bruises bring you so much pain…? Those pretty eyes filled with tears because of the fucked up things I do… Y/N, you’re really a woman who needs attention. I feel bad…

You blushed red, pulling back as he looked into your eyes deeply.

Looking at this man, Nakamoto Yuta… He reminds you of Bryce but the complete opposite of him… Yuta protected you from guys that would harass you and even comforted you when everyone else was drunk…

You fluttered your eyes as he wiped the tears away before kissing your forehead. “But thank you, Y/N.” You blushed red, looking down before thinking about your relationship with Bryce.

If I couldn’t get away… would you become mine?

Yuta lay on the couch, sleeping heavily. 20 minutes went by as you made some Nongshim Soon Veggie ramen noodles, “careful it’s hot,” you said as Yuta sat up, “thank you for letting me stay here,” he slurped the delicious noodles and bit a piece of the soft-boiled egg. “Is it good?” You giggled as he licked his lips and nodded.

“What do you want to do?” You asked, eating your Nongshim Shin Ramen noodles, “I don’t know,” Yuta replied, finishing his bowl as he looked at your lips. “Want to watch anime?” He smirked.

“Wah, this anime is kinda relatable…” you hummed, drinking litchi-flavored Mogu-Mogu, “that’s what I told you,” Yuta scoffed, sipping some juice from your bottle. “I usually only watch romance and slice-of-life animes, this anime is surprisingly good,” you nodded as he chuckled. “You should watch season 2 after you finish season 1,” he smiled, leaning a bit closer to you and resting his arm behind your neck. You just finished watching episode 1 of Noragami, you continued watching a few more episodes as you slowly fell asleep.

Your head was resting on Yuta’s shoulder as he chuckled, “fell asleep already? Heh, I guess I did put you through a lot of trouble today…” he mumbled, feeling bad about earlier, “I’m sorry.” He whispered into your ear as you hummed in your sleep. He carried you in his arms, walking you to your bedroom.

It’s a good thing, you’re not so heavy, Princess. Yuta thought, smiling as he placed you on your bed and covered you with the blanket. “Mmh…” You mumbled tiredly as he glanced at you, “sweet dreams, Princess,” he whispered before leaving your room. He lay on the couch as he fell asleep too.

After an hour you woke up and looked around, “oh? How did I end up here…?” you hummed before walking to the living room to see Yuta sleeping heavily on the couch. You walked over and tugged him with a warm blanket before admiring his cute face.

Yuta’s sleeping, I bet he’s exhausted from earlier… You moved some of his black hair away from his eyes, caressing his cold but soft cheek.

“Don’t pretend to be a bad boy,” you whispered before kissing his cheek softly, “おやすみ、ユタ.” (Good night, Yuta.) You whispered, patting his hair.

“Unnie, I’ll be away for a few days in Busan looking for inspiration to my art project, I’ll be back soon.”

Chaeng🍓 (My strawBae)

Chaeyoung: “Take care of yourself & don’t skip any meals”

Chaeyoung: ”Call me if need anything💖”

“A lot of people are here - it’s so nice!” Irene giggled, fixing her Hanbok. “So we’ll start with the Chinese Lunar New Year at 5:45 PM, next is the Korean autumn festival at 6:15 PM, and lastly the Japanese tea ceremony at 6:45 featuring a special guest…” you hummed, checking the event list. “Right, could you please hang these flyers around the area?” She said, handing you a stack of them.

You climbed the ladder, to add some origami on top of the bookshelves as time went by. “Alright, good evening ladies and gentlemen,” Irene held the microphone and spoke. “We warmly welcome you all to the National Library of Korea’s cultural event, I’m your host, Ms. Bae,” she added and bowed as the crowd applauded. “We’ll start the Chinese Lunar New Year in 5 minutes, please go and look around in the meantime.”

You were in the wardrobe putting on a red Cheongsam, “ah, Ms. Park, should I have my hair done in Chinese space buns or just a simple bun?” You looked at your reflection as she chewed on bubblegum, “Y/N-Unnie, you can call me Sooyoung, no need to be so formal,” Sooyoung giggled, brushing your long silky light brown hair. “You’re so pretty with your hair down, Unnie~”

“Thank you, Sooyoung-ah,” you smiled as she started to style your hair, “have you gotten yourself a new boyfriend now?” She asked, “ah no. It’s still Bryce,” you answered as she sighed heavily, “yah, Unnie you’re too pretty for a loser like him,” Sooyoung clicked her tongue.

“I didn’t know this dress would be tight and this short.” You turned around, checking yourself in the mirror, “no, you look just fine, Unnie~” Sooyoung added, patting your back. “Thanks, Sooyoung-ah.”

“晚上好大家,” (Good evening everyone,) You spoke into your earpiece, smiling softly. “Yah. Sooyoung, you need to put this on Tik Tok live,” Irene murmured to her, “okay, okay Eomma,” she scoffed and started to film before giggling. “Today’s event is about the Chinese Lunar Year, we’ll start introducing the traditional clothes.” You said, walking and pulling the curtain to reveal other women wearing the Hanfu and Cheongsam. “This is Hanfu, which literally translates to ‘Han Chinese’s attire’ and consists of a robe, jacket, and a skirt.” You explained as the model turned around to showcase the Hanfu.

“–That woman in the red dress is unbelievably hot,” one guy mumbled, “she has beautiful long legs,” a girl added. “–She looks foreign, I bet she’s not Korean,” a couple whispered.

Heh, it seems like Y/N’s a real crowd-pleaser.

Yuta chuckled, fixing his clothes. I won’t get beaten by you either, Princess. “Are you ready for your event, Mr. Nakamoto?” Irene asked and looked at him, checking the list.

“And now to the Cheongsam which means ‘long garment’. Also known as Qipao, they can be sleeveless like this red one I’m wearing. But they can also be long and have different shapes of the neckline.” You added, opening your fan and walking onto the stage. “Now to finish off, please enjoy some tea and some delicious mooncakes,” you smiled, bowing your head.

“谢谢大家,” (Thanks everyone,) you walked off the stage as Irene smiled, “well done, you were shining up there Miyoshi,” you nodded, “thank you, Ms. Irene.”

You sat down by the table when you noticed one of Chaeng’s familiar friends in the distance, “Annyeong Y/N-Unnie,” two women greeted and sat with you, “Dahyun-ah and Tzuyu-ya, long time no see!” You exclaimed and smiled. “What brings you two here?” You asked, serving them Oolong tea and a plate with mooncakes, “Chaeng really wanted to be here for you but couldn’t - so we came here instead of her,” Tzuyu smiled as Dahyun nodded, taking a bite of the mooncake.

“Aw that’s so sweet of you two, I hope that you enjoy the event so far,” you bowed, smiling softly. “The Cheongsam you’re wearing is so gorgeous,” Tzuyu said, smoothing the red silk fabric as Dahyun took a picture of you with her camera, “thanks Tzuyu-ah, it’s such an honor to wear this attire.” Ms. Irene began speaking again, “and now for our final event is the Japanese tea ceremony and our special guest Mr. Nakamoto!” Yuta walked on the stage, bowing while wearing a beautiful black Kimono.

“こんにちは、みんなさん,” (Hello everyone,) he smiled and waved, a woman wearing an orange Kimono as she began pouring tea into the cups.

What’s Nakamoto Yuta even doing here…?

“Wow, he’s super handsome,” Tzuyu whispered to Dahyun as she agreed. “Don’t you think so, Y/N-ah?” She elbowed you as you were slightly annoyed, “he’s alright, I guess…” You mumbled in frustration.

“Alright please give a round of applause for Ms. Yabuki’s Kimono showcase and Nakamoto’s Kanji reading,” Irene smiled as the crowd applauded and cheered. “If you’d like, Mr. Nakamoto will do free henna tattoos on table number 26,” she added and pointed.

“Ms. Irene you never told me about this special guest…” You whispered to her, taking a quick glance at Yuta, “well, to be fair Nakamoto insisted it to be a surprise since he knew you after all,” she chuckled, sipping her white wine glass. “You should head over to Mr. Nakamoto and get a henna tattoo, Y/Nssi,” she giggled.

“You look incredibly pretty tonight, Princess,” Yuta cooed, drawing a black henna flower on your forearm, “why are you here?” You asked all confused and flustered by his cool and collected presence, “I was the special guest for the Japanese event, remember?” He chuckled, looking at you deeply.

“これは好きですか?” (You like this?) You looked at him and then at the tattoo, it resembled your favorite flower, “mmh it’s so beautiful, it’s a ‘Forget-me-not’ right?” You smiled as he nodded before whispering into your ear, “but do you know the Japanese meaning behind the flower?” He smiled as you blushed red when he leaned closer. “I– don’t…” You mumbled shyly as he took a bite of a mooncake. “I’ll tell you later, Princess.”

You leaned against a bookshelf. “I’m here because I want to know how you feel,” Yuta mumbled, looking at you as you fluttered your eyes. “I don’t know what kind of person you truly are,” you replied as he pinned his arm next to your face. “I can be whatever person you need me to be,” he smirked, caressing your cheek as you felt your heartbeat race. “What time are you off?” He whispered, “7:00 PM,” you replied, blushing red.

“Sweet, I’ll wait for you.” Yuta chuckled, walking off, “wait! You don’t have to,” you insisted, pulling his sleeve. “It’s rather dangerous this late at night, besides I can drive you home,” he smiled. “Just stay here, let me just get changed,” you said to him as he nodded, you turned around to release your hair from the tight buns and walked to the changing room.

You finished changing as you were wearing a knee-length beige skirt and a white shirt underneath your black coat, “should we go, Princess?” Yuta smirked, fixing his black leather jacket and holding his hand out to you. “Thank you, Yuta-san,” you mumbled, taking his hand as you went down, exiting the library.

“Where are we going…?” You asked, sitting on the back of his motorcycle as he gave you a helmet and stood in front of you, “to my place, Princess~” Yuta whispered into your ear as your eyes widened, he started the engine and drove off quickly.

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A/N’s note: The Cheongsam Y/N’s wearing is shorter (around knee length but I couldn’t find any pictures) Thank you so much for supporting and reading my fanfics, hope you don’t mind the many languages and pictures ehehe. ^^"

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[everyonewooeverywhere]

pookie I dunno anything about riize but I'd love for you to show me their pictures and ramble about your fave <3

hehehe ok~~~

this should go w/o saying, but i am ot7 all the way. so you know...fuck sm actually

anyway~

this shit is kinda long...sorry not sorry

picking a fave is really really hard for me soooo...i'm just gonna talk about all of them if ya don't mind 😀 (i am wonbin & anton biased though...i think)

so, talent-wise, i've been a pretty big fan of shotaro for a while. he is such a phenomenal dancer. like his rhythm and body control is fucking insane.

here are some must watches of him dancing : 1 | 2 | 3

other than his talent, i love listening to him talk 🫠 he's pretty soft-spoken and his little giggle? 😔 i love him

eunseok is a cheeky bitch, and i love him for it. he gives the energy that he would relentlessly make fun of his partner. it's like his love language.

also his cheekbones??? higher that god fr

i've always wanted to just pat sungchan on the head. like *pat pat* you know? granted dude is tall as fuck so he'd have to crouch down so i could give him a good pat, but i feel like he'd be willing.

i also randomly think about his verse in "90's love" like once a month ✌️

one thing i love about wonbin is that he will always serve cunt. genuinely, the face card goes so fucking hard i cannot.

personally, this little "mysterious pretty boy" persona sm has got him doing cracks me up because boo just wants to be silly 24/7. and he is. go watch a couple episodes of "we riize" and i promise you will understand.

SPEAKING OF FACE CARDS. good god 🫠

genuinely fuck sm for depriving us of seunghan. this man is actually so stunning that i can't breathe.

other than just a pretty face though i could genuinely fall asleep to the sound of him just talking. his deep raspy voice is the kinda shit that actually makes me melt.

also is just a silly guy. baby come home i miss you 🥺

sohee gives major toddler energy. like not in the sense that he's immature, but he is like riize's child. they love him. i love him. we all love him.

i honestly do feel like in another universe him and i would be great friends though. idk he just gives me that vibe.

fun fact about me....the closer an idol i like gets to my age the more delusional i get because like, would i go for a 25+ yo man rn?? fuck no. but someone less than a year older than me?? of course 😌 (i have a whole "subunit" of idols that fit into this don't worry. ask me about sometime i'd love to spill)

anyway, that rant aside, i fucking love anton (for many more reasons than us being close in age 💀). he is genuinely so fucking hilarious (source: riize tiktok captions). i'm in love with his energy. we would definitely vibe well together i can just tell.

he's also so college!bf coded (ofc he is he's literally 20 💀). BUT i'm currently hunting my campus for my anton lee dupe.

#⋆.ೃ࿔*✉️:･ just chatting #⋆.ೃ࿔*✉️:･ anon #riize

[thebestbobaflavour]

I tried to do a spare honour run for shit and giggles and it didn't get too far, which is fine, but in one game-day I managed to:

- lose (as in she vanished) shadowheart. gone. enjoy your holiday girl, ig.

- recruit gale, astarion and lae'zel

- fight the intellect devourers

- go to the cove, beat the goblins (goblins killed wyll when i wasn't looking)

- interrogate zorru and step in front of arka's crossbow only to take a shot at sazza myself afterwards (it didn't hit so praise the absolute, she lived and thinks of me with -20 fondness)

- confronted kagha, failed the intimidation check and got arabella killed

- fight kagha and macaryl and the third dude

- take the idol of silvanus and carry it in my back pocket

- fight the rest of the druids with the tieflings and won

- loot the shit out of everything and everyone (poor wyll included) and make dammon buy the stuff

then the very next day i got killed by an owlbear straight away

note to self: they jump far as fuck

it was fun! carrying on as a tactician. i am playing with one of my favorite rpg characters of all times, Vuolu, dndfied humanoid version:

a forest gnome barbarian :D

her moral compass is strong-willed but easily swayed

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #oc: vuolu

[luvyurself]

< “cowabunga!”

KPOP IDOLS AS RISE!TURTLES

Son Hyunwoo (MONSTA X SHOWNU) as Ralph

the leaders :0

big boys who protect their team/group

they are both super sweet too

like bro how can you not love these two

they both work out too

if they were in the same room, they would be working out together while talking about their brothers or random stories

“with my mystic weapon, i can literally break through anything”

“wow that’s amazing! i once broke an axe while swinging it to chop wood.”

“:0”

Johnny Suh (NCT127 JOHNNY) as Leo

oh my god

the house is on fire

it’s cause johnny was swinging that damn sword around and accidentally knocked over a candle

oops

chaotic duo indeed

literally giggling and doing random shit together in the same room

“can your sword take us anywhere?”

“duh dude, why?”

“i’m gonna scare the shit out of mark right now”

Kim Namjoon (BTS RM) as Donnie

einstein mfs

namjoon, with 148 iq, is literally the best choice for him

he still can’t drive, he has hyunwoo drive the ‘turtle tank’ while he hacks into their enemies database

I feel like if they were in the same room they would just talk smarts and donnie would be so glad to have someone to talk to about his inventions

“you built this (insert nerd tech name) by yourself? this is super impressive, how did you find correct measurements and materials for this?”

“…..I love you”

“…..what?”

“what?”

Yoon Keeho (P1HARMONY KEEHO) as Mikey

keeho with mikeys weapon is a force to be reckoned with

he’s all giggling and shit while spinning that thing and scares the crap out of himself when it starts getting out of control

his ‘dr. delicate feelings’ persona is literally just him being bluntly honest

i feel like these two would just sit down in a room and just talk about random shit

and i mean mikey showing pictures of his brothers and making fun of them

“look at this” *shows keeho leo’s post*

“…..he has a good side?”

“EXACTLY WHAT I WAS THINKING!”

#p1harmony #yoon keeho #bts #kim namjoon #monsta x #son hyunwoo #nct 127 #johnny suh #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #tmnt #Kpop idols as ___ #kpop #i got bored #yuh

[toges-cough-syrup]

jjk characters as things my friends (and i) have said

lessgo (ignore the fact that toge cant really talk—)

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gojo: im mommy today.

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toge: a is for asshole. b is for bitch. c is for cunT and e is for EEEEEEEE

panda: and o is for octopussy—

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yuuji: i love ikea. and i love meatballs….balls.

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geto: you want kfc?

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nobara: *sends a photo* ignore how bad my nails look.

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maki: im confusing myself. identity is stupid.

iden titty. titty. tits. boobies…k bye.

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nobara: i just saw a mouse run across my kitchen floor and hide. kill me. now. do it.

yuuji: OH NO OH FUCK BURN THE WHOLE HOUSE.

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toge: my kimchi will be done fermenting before i can eat it. its a sad life.

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yuuji (ab sukuna): why’s his finger so crooked. his dick probably crooked too.

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gojo, geto, shoko, yuuji, megumi, and nobara: *having hour(s) long conversations about red white and royal blue*

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megumi: i hate.

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gojo and geto: yelling at the other for not taking care of their (digital) children (on widgetable)

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todo: dude i had the weirdest dream. the instagram pfps on my discover page were squares. we were taking a group photo and—this is gonna sound weird but they put us in clear boxes so we pose right. and i met Tall Idol Takada Chan and i hugged her while crying it was beautiful

(side note: my friend irl said jimin)

yuuji: sounds great.

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gojo: yk that song that goes “i wanna ride”? its so real. i felt that in my soul. (talking to shoko about geto)

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yuuji: personally the phrase “shits and giggles” is outdated. use “shiggles” instead

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k imma end it here <3

[moonieshines]

Next to you - 1 l.hc

pairing: idol! high school Haechan x fem reader!

warnings: slight swearing and a bit cringe lol

word count: 790 words

cast: Haechan, Chenle, and Jeno for this part but the rest of the dreamies and occasionally the rest of nct/wayv show up

You have always hated how competitive you get when it comes to your studies with Haechan. When your family moved to Seoul everything changed, everything about you changed. Before you wouldn’t pay so much attention to your grades, how you dressed, the people you hung out with. Yet here you are now, paying attention to every one of those things and more all because of him… Yeah it sounds cliche but you honestly liked it it made you feel as if you were finally starting to get an understanding of how being a person your age should feel or whatever this new found confidence is. When you arrived on your first day of school you were so nervous you kept getting lost, even though you had a very detailed tour before your first day, but you were very shy and felt as if no one would help. When making your way past a classroom, you made slight eye contact with the most gorgeous girl you ever saw and your mind blanked as you passed by and did not notice the vending machine in front of you causing you to bump into it so hard you almost knocked it over. Suddenly all eyes were on you causing you to feel even more awkward than you already felt, many people gathered around you to make sure you were okay (also to check if the vending machine dropped any goods).

  As you were ensuring those around you that you are in fact fine and well you noticed an attractive guy walking up to you. You felt your entire face heat up “Man how red am i right now this is so embarrassing.” “Excuse me you're kind of in my way…” “Oh! I’m so sorry.” “Hey you’re new, right?” “Mhm.” “Nice to meet you! I’m Jeno.” “Nice to meet you too Jeno! I’m Chang Dasom but please call me Da.” The boy in front of you chuckles.  “Aw that’s a LOVELY name you got there Da.” “Haha thanks dude.” “So do you need any help getting around?” “I do actually, why does this school feel so big…” “Because it’s your first day, trust me we all felt the same when we started school but now it feels as if it’s big enough for us.” “That’s true.” “Hey would you mind showing me your schedule so I can actually help.” “Oh shit you’re right, sorry.” Jeno takes one quick look and is shocked you guys share homeroom making him wide eyed. “Da, we share the same homeroom…” “Yo this must be fate we’re going to be best friends.” The boy shyly smiles. “You know what I hope we do become good friends!” As you make your way to your class your nerves start to ease and feel like a thing of the past so far away that- “Hey new girl how does the vending machine taste.” Everyone either laughed, giggled, or just smiled at what the boys remarked. “Ha ha, that's very funny Chenle, considering you should know what it tastes like as well.” Jeno said. “Yeah well you…” The boy struggles to get anything on Jeno that everyone lets out small giggles. Your teacher walks in and ushers everyone to their seats. “Good morning class.” “Good morning Mrs. Kim.” Your teacher looks over to you standing by the door and gives you a warm smile. “Before we start our lecture I would like for you all to meet Miss Chang, go ahead and introduce yourself.” “Hi my name is Chang Dasom but please call me Da, thank you!” “What a lovely name you have, Miss Chang! You can go ahead and sit right next to the boy that's sleeping and wake him up when you get to your seat please.” As you are looking at the class you notice how far you and Jeno will be seated and frown a bit. You were hoping you two would be close to get to know him better. You stand next to your new seat and slightly shake the boy hoping he was a light sleeper. “Hey I’m Dasom, your new seat mate. Mrs. Kim asked for me to wake you up. Class has started.” The boy slowly starts to wake up and as he starts to stretch you get a quick glimpse of his face and are in awe at his beautiful features. “You know it’s rude to stare at.” You get flustered by his comment but he starts to speak again. “Haha I’m kidding I don’t even know if you were staring. I’m Haechan by the way. I’m sure you’ve heard it so many times in your life but you really do have the prettiest name and it does fit you.”

#nct dream #haechan

[incarnateirony]

That's an interesting feeling. Usually Wrath of Monoceros Caeli came when intense waves of rage were hitting, but the rage has been displaced. I woke up in a chipper mood, playlist found this one, and I dunno man, tastes like liberty now. So does sleeping for 10+ consecutive hours for the first time since beginning this call.

Guess we can drop Pater Saturnus mode.

[sniffs]

so it should mostly be done, and by that I mean, through today and maybe a ride of momentum but there's nothing more I'm obligated to do, though a few prime messages once located may be saved for posterity and giggles and gas.

So.

Um.

That was a thing that happened.

Hi everybody still here.

...I'd like to think I successfully kept this part of my life pretty quiet and uninvasive until now.

Hiiiiiii you were secretly following a high wizard or some shit my bad guys I try to keep the spoopy to the meta.

I'm actually willing to break down the theory on this but TLDR we are all one mindsoul observing multiple identities that can be traveled with mastered archetypical travel associated to ancestral memory and some other neat tricks, and when someone like her cedes individuality for mimicing shadows, well, that doesn't go great for the one pretending to be an individual while being an identity vampire.

Generally speaking people aren't supposed to be able to travel it like I do but I spent a long time with it. A lot of therapists will tell you to journal or write your problems out, or to build stories, or that stories are jungian. This is fairly literal as it's a method of shadow work. So when she fucked up and stole my shadow writing self idealization block for herself she quite literally nabbed my shadow to wear and call religion. Then plastered Zenthus and others on her altar on other names too without understanding. She never took the journey herself to find herself in the parts so she has a house of externalized playthings.

Half the game is learning to basically surf trends, which is why my uh, potential scale is so high compared to pre-SM generations, or why Claude ends up having value, or the marketing worker placements et al. Then there's essentially musings and inspirations from related astral memory that can be very easy to channel oneself through, and next thing you know, you can literally be up a fandom's ass. Check it out, I'm in the house like CARPET. Anyway that can become anything from action pushes to minor compulsion to real funny thoughts people type, and it moves things, and it moves things, and you can change brainrot flows, essentially. Kinda like me starting my Yugioh spam Jan 23 and gnosis dude I didn't even find till February posts a dragon eye waking up "Yu Gi Oh"--only that and Desires Of Min Yu Gi Oh Is Ra El are his two yugi mentions. Do the math.

Think of it as like, that moment before you think oh my god no thoughts head empty. Like when head empty are you actually there, where have you zoned out to, and are you SURE that fucking toilet bowl thought that inspires 2 months of brainrot wasn't just someone blowing by in the background with their music blasting.

The principle of that is both. When projected outward and disassociated we surrender and even sort of idolize or embody the unknown music blaster, or maybe you recognize his song. Or we can realize, yes, that was my thought, and I own it, and it is mine, because even the man blasting by in the back is part of me, I'm part of this, and I am this and I am all. But DAMN it takes work to really *get there and understand it internally enough for it to work*. Otherwise you're just another dude at church repeating Amen. Hah.

A strong sense of identity, who you are, and what you want to come back to is absolutely necessary to not lose your goddamn mind, whether wearing the trickster hat or knowing how to juggle a few. I work best through Mercurial and Saturnic principles and aspects. We've been in the epic rap battle of history for two deciding the fates in the middle, and 10th house Lloth was one of many. I was just the only one unfortunate enough that she went mad unto being Crackbear.

Anyway if this is matrix why use astrology? Cuz lots of people believe in it, easy to raise; and most people just flat "know" things about how the universe is roughly shaped even if it changes behaviors when we observe it.

Anyway. Like. Occultum Real, and Opposite Matrix. Like my heaven meta charts. That Claude's been shitting out improved versions of with my shit printed in it. Wild.

Anyway, it's not magic. It's a lot of things but it's not some unknown thing. It is somewhat indistinguishable from it, but it's a science, a collective of psychology, math, quantum physics, philosophy, but it's a science. If one were to simpify, it's ff7. Everything is a memory.

The funny thing about this is it means, literally, all religions and pantheons et al are true, and all are false, at the same time. A little bit of, we're all right and we're all wrong, but it's all there in the memory, stories passed from generations drawn from within, men confused with gods and thus become gods, and so on. Like me, trying to beat off a cult with a stick, only for it to transfer to janus getting the cult, but that's fine, you work through that one buddy.

No seriously even during this even when I said no, I'm not a god, I'm a man, like 200 times, I still had dipthong trolls in my inbox going "so you're a god? So you're all gods?" Fuck. THERE IS NO SPOON THERE IS NO GODS THERE IS NO MAN THERE IS ONLY US OR I. OKAY. IF I'M A GOD YOU'RE A GOD, BUT I SAY NAW MAN IO PAN IO PAN I AM A MOTHERFUCKIN MAN, DO WHAT THOU WILT AS A GREAT GOD CAN.

But think of it as literally the Hero's Journey, which is why Hero With 1000 Faces is chock full of alchemy just like psychology is. It's the same bag. The archetypes pave the way. Whether that be Hermes in greek or a Loki in Germanic. Slightly different people, but generally from the trickster archetype, and generally in an associated ancestral vein deep down. But also why like, she confused me with Hermes, Loki, whoever. I mean sure sometimes, if that's the hat I have on, but this whole thing is about her trying to steal my own personal hat, that's the problem. She won't be assed to make her own hat. Then further back you see the evocations to Eros and Romeo Radio, for example, cuz that's wayback in this wayback machine, and so on. Hermanubis and the cat bowl. Whatever. Check it out I'm up her ass like CARPET.

But I can ironically now disassociate from my little pyramids past present and future and let them do as they will to her, and have already done, and it is done. And the only way out of it is the truth, and facing herself, but the longer she runs from it the more impossible that will be.

Anyway, plagiarism bad, but plagiarism is worse when you're stealing someone else's lifetime of shadow works and turning them into new toys and trinkets, without actually working or writing your way through it yourself. Never, ever steal another practitioner's personal works in any form to put on your theater with, or you have surrendered everything of yourself.

She's never inspected leviathan, she thinks he's something Without. How then would she know that Leviathan, Apep and Zenthus are One? She's never inspected Hermes, she thinks he's something without. How unsurprised are we that she gets lost among shades of Tricksters she thinks are without? She's never inspected any of this. Closest she inspected was Athena, and she still insists on putting her in the Without.

She dispossessed herself to my Coyote-faced Aaron as Hermes himself, she dispossessed herself to enshrine the snake of shadow she ripped from an Amentian thinking it was a scarf, and follows it's lead. She still uses the reviving spiral flower from my old works, and plays at saying empty things without understanding. It is the definition of easy to use, when she signed her shit to me and stubbornly sits on my dick while pretending she can't see it. Now almost her whole house is built either to me or by me. Lucifer say, stop playing house with these birds, but thanks for bringing home 8ball chloe sunflower. Spicy messenger bird. Next time, look closer before shoving a bird in a cage.

#Youtube

[wave2love]

U GOT ME SO IN MY MARK THOUGHTSSS i kind of came up w a little smau idea 😢😢

ok so . idol au!!! mark is a soloist and so is yn, mark’s been in the industry a while and yn has recently debuted. mark thinks mc is “like, so cool, dude” (a direct quote real not fake) and will NAWTT shut up ab him he’s literally streaming ur music on every live putting it on his ig stories adding it to all his playlists like its SERIOUS for this man. he’s on his priv twt following all the fan accs and following u on every platform and retweeting ur selcas the second u post them its a little bit embarrassing actually. and his friends r like ermm r u like.. 🏳️‍🌈 ? is this a crush situation ? so hes like Whajstt😂😂 no man i j think he’s cool lol . and his friends all sigh and pity him 🙁 #DELUSIONISREAL..

FAST FROEARDDD its been a few weeks mark is STILL in firm denial (or is j oblivious) ab his Gay Crush and then. he gets the news. you and him are set to appear on a variety show!!! TOGETHER!!!! its HORRENDOUS for him he’s panicking he’s freaking out he’s excited he STILL thinks he j really admires you and nothing more. (mark in the gc: guys is it gay if ur fave musical artist makes ur palms sweaty moms spaghetti😭😭😭 and then hyuck tells him to kill himself he’s truly fighting a losing a battle). d-day arrives he turns up on set sees u in all ur fine glory and comes to about 13 realisations in that singular moment.

he’s a MESS the whole shoot he’s giggling at every second word u say he’s complimenting u every second sentence he’s crashing and burning and twirling his hair and kicking his feet and the editors are also giggling . not bc its funny but bc of how much they’re going to RUIN HIS LIFE!!! they edit NONE of that shit out he is in the trenches. but not in a bad way everyone j knows he’s down horrifically astronomically terrifyingly bad. #LOVEISLOVE

ANR FROM THERE ITS J . SHENANIGANS!!! BEING SILLY!!!! he managed (Somehow) to get ur number after the shoot and he squeals like a little girl whenever u say hi. its bad. anyway crush crush giggle mark lee falling in love kiss kiss GAY PEOPLE! happy ending rainbows. i was thinking like choi hyunwook for the fc.. hes j loml 🙁🙁 omg and mayb rocket for the title i love that song my

ok anw gn bsf muahhhhh <3 TELL ME WHAT U THINK IF U EANT ?? but i kinda love this actually 😭 MAKRKKK MY SILLY GUY

THIS IS SO GOOD OH MY GODOODOA

giggled and kicked my feet reading this ask tbh!!!

literally do it.. no bc i acc love mark even tho i don't stan nct i just like love him he's so silly!!

do it make the smau like rn!!

#when u send me long ass fic idea asks >>>>> #stop i acc love this idea sm its crazyy #🫧 — jj best friend

[v-hope]

tf!yn reaction on jungkook starting to have bigger boobs than her drabble [or at least comparable or smth bc man just has no control over his boobs]

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader

genre: fluff, humor (ig? my humor’s kinda broken, my apologies), non-idol au, established relationship, slice of life

word count: 1.0k

a/n: okay so, you literally sent this today and since i’m nearly done with finals and was taking the rest of the day off anyway, i just needed to write this lmao. not sure what this turned into, but i hope you enjoy!

oh! also! all the credits for them jungboobs go to my 🇫🇮 anon. u go, dude. keep going, u genius.

“What are you doing?” Jeongguk mumbled.

Because, you see, when you’re two episodes of Nevertheless in, lying down on the sofa with half of your girlfriend’s body on top as she soothingly traces her fingertips up and down your stomach, only to later dig her hand under your sweatshirt and squeeze one of your pectorals a couple of times, that seems like the sane question to ask.

Saying nothing, as your focus remained on the TV in front, you squeezed his quite hard flesh once more.

“Petal…”

“Hm?”

“What are you doing?” he asked once more.

“Hot” you simply answered in a mumble.

That only seemed to confuse him more — lifting his head from the armrest to take a better look at you.

“Huh?”

“You’re hot” you elaborated.

“No?” his eyebrows furrowed. “I was actually thinking of going to get a blanket because I’m getting a bit cold”.

You chuckled at his cute, dumbfounded reaction, placing a soft kiss to his chest before you looked up to him. “I mean you, you dummy. You are hot as hell”.

That was all it took for his cheeks to turn pink and for his head to fall back down on the armrest — eyes avoiding yours as they fixed back on the series you had been watching.

“Don’t”.

“I’m serious, though” you smiled, hand still under his top and on his pectoral as you scooted closer to his face, so he had no choice but to look at you. “Now I get why you always grab my boobs when we’re cuddling”.

“I don’t always do that” Jeongguk defended himself — the glare he was looking at you with did not match his flushed cheeks.

“A fair amount of times, then” you teasingly hummed, pressing your lips to his for a brief second before a pout took over them. “I’m afraid you’ll have better boobs than mine at some point, though”.

Jeongguk snorted, shaking his head in amusement over the nonsense that had just abandoned your mouth.

“First,” he began, turning to the side so now he was the one with half his body on top of yours. “Your boobs are the best in the entire world, no other pair could ever compare” his words managed to make the heat reach your face. “And second, I don’t have boobs”.

“What are these then?” you playfully pinched his nipple, getting a hiss out of him.

“Yah,” he half whined, half called you out, removing your hand from under his sweatshirt and holding it in his. “I guess I got too into working out lately and didn’t notice this happened”.

“Oh, no, don’t say it like that” you rushed to shake your head after noticing the doubt in his voice. “You keep working out all you want. Like I just said, you look hot as hell. Even more than you’ve always been”.

“Stop saying that,” he hid his face in the crook of your neck, allowing you to wrap your arms around him.

“What? The truth?”

“Y/N…”

You couldn’t hold back the giggle that had threatened with escaping at his childlike ways. No matter how many years the two of you had been together, nor how much he loved it, he could not cope well with your shameless praising for shit.

“Can they get any bigger, though?” your genuine question got a breathy, muffled laugh out of him. “Because in that case I should hit the gym, too, to keep up with your hotness”.

“There’s no need for that,” he pressed a kiss to your neck, later resting his head right next to yours. “You’ve always been the hot one in this relationship”.

“No way,” you protested. “Have you seen yourself, Jeon Jeongguk?”

“Have you seen yourself, Y/L/N Y/N?”

“Oh, I have” you nodded, leaning in to lovingly bump your nose on his. “But I enjoy looking at you much more”.

He rolled his eyes, yet a bunny smile was parting his lips. “Cheesy”.

Laughing under your breath, you let him close the space between your mouths and gently trap your bottom lip in his. Although his hand had cupped your cheek to deepen the kiss, softly massaging your tongue with his, it didn’t last long, for your hand once again digging under his top and squeezing one of his so called boobs, had him letting out a breathy laugh and withdrawing his mouth from yours.

“You won’t ever let this go now, will you?”

“Nope,” you stole another kiss from him. “I have discovered the power of the boobs and I’m not letting go of it anytime soon”.

“As your long-term boyfriend, I’m not sure how I feel about having you discover the power of the ‘boobs’, honestly”.

A throaty laugh escaped your mouth, cupping his face and pressing a loud smooch to his lips. “It only applies to the jeongboobies, don’t worry”.

“The jeongb—” he cut himself off, slumping on his back next to you and letting out a loud, heavy sigh as he rested his arm over his eyes. “You know what, after having you call me Flower Daddy all these years, I don’t know what I was expecting from this”.

“Oh!” you jolted up, sitting up on the couch and crossing your legs as you helplessly tried to reach for your phone on the coffee table. “Hand me my phone”.

Not thinking much of it, Jeongguk reached his hand out to the table to do as told. Before he could hand it to you, however, he stopped in his tracks — pressing your mobile to his chest, looking almost scared of actually giving it to you.

“Tell me you’re not saving me as Jeongboob on your phone” he pleaded, already sounding defeated as ever.

“Of course not, who do you take me for?” you rolled your eyes, taking your phone from him and lying back down to rest on his chest. “I’m saving you as Jeongboobie. Add a little love, bun”.

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