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undreaming-fanfiction · 1 year

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Fluttering of wings, splashing of waves

Oh look, I finished my entry for @thefreakandthehair's spring challenge! My topic was bird watching and Steddie, enjoy!

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It doesn't take long for both of them to notice.

The thing is - both Eddie and Steve are fairly observant guys, Steve with his constant concern for everyone's well-being but his own and Eddie's survival being dependent on recognizing when quiet contempt and judging is about to transcend into physical violence or lynching, the good ol' American small town tradition that Hawkins always seemed on verge of.

So yes, observing other people isn't exactly new for them, but now that they were discharged from the hospital ("They made me eat vegetables, Wayne!" "They also kept you alive so that's a win in my book, boy!"), they soon notice that while their bodies were patched up and healed as well as possible, the same can't be said for their minds.

They have been spending a lot of time together, with Nancy and Robin now gone for college. Steve sometimes wonders why it is that all of his best friendships, bonds for life, come from the worst thing that has ever happened to him, but maybe he shouldn't complain so much - the universe decided to drag him through blood, pain, tears and lots of concussions, but then remembered maybe he should get something good too, so it tossed Dustin, Robin and Eddie at him, his little brother, his soulmate and...

And Eddie. Someone he used to scoff at, maybe feel some disdain for or even jealousy, but now...

Steve has always been predictable. He throws himself into danger, takes all the responsibility he can because that's what grounds him. It's easy to keep it together when everyone else is freaking out - you simply need to, there's no other choice. Now that Robin and Nancy are gone and the kids are way more preoccupied with high school and their own healing, Steve doesn't have anyone to keep it together for. Anyone but Eddie.

But that's not really all, is it? Because Eddie makes him laugh, makes him feel at ease and Steve kind of hates himself for it, for not being alert enough in his presence because he's supposed to keep Eddie safe, but he just makes him relax so much, he jokes around but doesn't cross his boundaries and Steve just doesn't know anymore-

So yes, they notice things about each other fairly quickly, but talking about it? That's a whole separate can of worms. "And I have a warehouse full of these worm cans, Steve, take your pick."

When they finally bring it up, it's April of 1987, close to the end of academic school year. Eddie has finally graduated and started working odd jobs, not paying well but at least legal, Steve still rewinding tapes in Family Video and going through potential career options, dragging Eddie into the endless pile of leaflets, articles and even some study programs. "We won't be stuck here forever," he tells Eddie and there is a glint in Eddie's eye, something that clutches at Steve's chest and whispers you will get him out of here. You will make him happy, in any way he allows.

Eddie hands Steve a leaflet about part-time sports coach position. "Come on, Harrington, you know you want to," snickers Eddie and leans back in his chair. "And about every woman in Hawkins wants you to as well, those shorts were sinful, I tell you. But seriously...you'd be great at it. You have a way with kids and you were pretty good in high school, no?"

Steve chuckles with him, but his smile doesn't reach his eyes. Not when he sees that one of the requirements is leading swimming lessons. "I...I don't think that's a good fit," he admits quietly, almost ashamed. "It's not like you're wrong, those shorts did look good on me," he admits and elicits another snicker from Eddie, "but...I don't think I could do all they want me to do."

Eddie frowns, not at Steve but in contemplation, and takes the leaflet back, his eyes impatiently scanning the text. "...oh," he breathes out and gives Steve an apologetic smile. "The pool thing?"

Steve nods and presses his lips together, hoping the words will stay in, but that's just Eddie's strange spell. Steve wants him to know, wants him to know everything, not just the pretty parts of himself. "The pool thing. It's fucking stupid, you know. I thought that I survived all of it, but...I guess some parts of me died too. Which sounds way too dramatic, but I haven't been able to just...live. It's like my life is a minefield now and I've been trying to avoid where they're buried..."

He glances at Eddie and swallows, his throat tight. "Sorry. That sounds so melodramatic, especially saying it to a guy who actually nearly died. I don't know where that came from, please just...just ignore I said anything. But yeah, I don't think I could do the coach thing."

Eddie is quiet for a moment and Steve thinks that maybe he messed things up. Maybe he showed too much of himself, like he always does, maybe he's finally managed to chase Eddie away but then those long, calloused fingers are on his shoulder, squeezing him, grounding him.

"I won't ignore that, Steve," says Eddie and Steve hates how sad he looks, wonders if it would be awkward to hug him, to offer comfort that he himself doesn't know.

"I won't ignore that because I get it," continues Eddie and Steve doesn't think, he covers Eddie's hand with his own. "Why do you think I mostly do night shifts or work in warehouses, restocking or whatever? Why I stay inside most of the time?"

Shame and insecurity now gone, Steve strokes his fingers along Eddie's knuckles. "I've noticed and...I have my theory. But I didn't want to bring it up. Didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

Tilting his head back, Eddie laughs and Steve's heart beats faster at the sound. "You could never. But maybe it's good to...to say it out loud. I think we're kind of dancing around it, trying to ignore the stuff that we're dealing with, but maybe it would help. Maybe admitting it will help us figure out how to handle it? Because to be completely honest with you, Steve - I hate it. I hate pretending that everything is over when it fucking isn't."

As if Steve could ever say no to those dark, trusting eyes. "Okay, let's try."

At first, the words don't come and when they do, they are aborted and unclear, but gradually, they start flowing and when they do, they don't stop. They spend the whole evening talking about it, finding the right expressions to explain what the Upside Down took from them.

Steve shudders and grows rigid whenever he hears running or splashing water. From the movie nights and unspoken sleepovers they have, Eddie knows Steve only takes showers now, short and almost scorching, and never runs a bath for himself, no matter how stiff and painful his muscles are. The floating sensation of water used to bring him comfort, but now it is replaced by the memory of being grabbed and dragged under the surface, air leaving his lungs, his head ringing with pressure...

Eddie's breathing quickens and panic sets in whenever he hears flapping of wings. He knows that demobats are no longer in Hawkins, he knows that they're gone along with their master, but he can't help it, he never feels safe outside, can't raise his head to the sky to persuade himself that it's okay.

Steve wants to throw up whenever something touches his neck. Eddie can relate.

Eddie feels the need to cover his wrists all the time. After being held down by demobats, he feels like he needs to protect them. Weirdly it's not his maimed chest, not his scarred sides, but the wrists. That explains the thick leather bracelets.

Steve can't stand the feeling of not being fully there, with marihuana and alcohol. "It's the truth serum," he tells Eddie and admits, finally admits how guilty he felt for giving Dustin's full name to the Russians, wonders how much damage he could do if he ever let himself go. The Russians are gone, but the guilt stays.

And Eddie feels uneasy under the open sky. Maybe it's because it was nearly the last thing he would see in his life. Maybe it has something to do with the bird thing. But it is so difficult to just walk on the street, be in the open. Be vulnerable.

"The funny thing is," says Steve and shifts closer to Eddie on the couch, Eddie with his beer and Steve with soda, "when things were still...you know, shit, I didn't feel this way. I was able to go wherever I wanted, do what I wanted, because the danger was actually there, you know? We did what we had to do and I felt like...like I didn't need to think about it, I just did things. But now...I guess I just don't trust it. Things being fine. Hell, I can't even trust myself," he laughs and it's bitter, pained. "The fuck is this? When did I go from actually fighting monsters to shaking like a stupid chihuahua from hearing someone washing their hands?"

Eddie takes a swig of his beer and closes his eyes, nodding. His hair is messier than usual from lying around and nervous tugging of his fingers, but Steve still thinks it looks great. Or maybe not just great, he wouldn't like it on just anyone, but...maybe it's just that it's Eddie. The thought doesn't scare him as much as it used to.

It takes a moment for Eddie to speak, but when he does, he stares at the ceiling, his eyes large and glassy. "Yeah, I get that. I thought I graduated from being a coward, but-"

"Not a coward, man." Steve hates interrupting people, he was lectured on it way too many times, but this is the single time he feels like it's justified. "Don't call yourself a coward. Because you're not."

Eddie shoots him a small smile. "Well, let me rephrase it. I thought I'd stop freezing when I got scared, but look at me now. Wayne noticed it too, you know? He...he actually helped." He shifted even closer, now sitting so close to Steve their legs were touching. "He told me that he went through something similar when he came back from Vietnam. Just...small flashes. Random things reminding him of what he saw there. It fucked him up pretty badly, he said, uh..." Biting his lip, he took a deep breath. "He said that's why he never got married or had kids. That he didn't feel...healthy enough. Whole enough. But then of course I got dropped on his doorstep and he had to deal with the shit."

Steve is staring now, he's distantly aware that it's not very polite, but damn, that sounds like a miracle. Maybe Wayne is a much stronger man then they are, but he just has to ask. "How...how did he do it? I mean...it feels so unreal. That you can just...deal with it."

"He said it wasn't easy," Eddie mutters, fiddling with his rings. "But he...uh. Shit, this is embarrassing but also kinda amazing? He said I was his biggest motivation to get better, so he...he dealt with those things by kind of overwriting the memories with new ones with me? Like...he got really, really freaked out by bushes and dense woods, you know. Found it difficult to go anywhere where he couldn't see everything around him. But he...he started taking me out to the woods. Bit by bit, I mean, it wasn't immediate, but he started teaching me about nature. Showing me some edible things, animals if we got to see them. I didn't know it back then, but he was freaking out all the time. But eventually, he stopped associating the woods with...that. And started thinking about what he'd teach me next, what our next trip would be."

"Wow." Steve has always liked Wayne, but now? He thinks the man is incredible. "Your uncle is amazing," he whispers. "Just...just amazing. He came up with that and it worked? He did that for you? I...wow."

Eddie laughs, nodding and downing the rest of his beer. "Right? And he talks about it like it's no big deal. He just did it. I wish I had the guts too, you know, because I really want to do some of the stuff with him that we used to do. He's not pushing, but...I really want to spend time with him. Do the same thing he did for me." After a brief pause, he continues. "You know, we have this really silly thing that we used to do that I want to experience again. So fucking much. We call it bird watching, but it actually is more of a bird spotting. We'd just sit together on the porch, smoke and try to spot birds. Like, you'd point at a crow or a pigeon or whatever and the other would say "yep, sure is a bird". It sounds silly, but...I just hate that I can't do it anymore, you know."

Steve stares into the distance for a moment, lost in thought. And just as Eddie is about to nudge him, to ask what he's thinking about, he snaps out of it, looking at Eddie. "You can and you will," he proclaims resolutely.

"Um." He's laughing again, but this time it's a bit awkward, uncertain. "Not sure which part of "I panic when I'm under the open sky or when I hear wings" you didn't hear, Steve."

But his friend just shakes his head, gets that determined look that never ends well for their enemies. "I heard all of it. And I thought we'd all be fucked up forever, but your uncle could do it, man. And he did it alone. We're together in this and I don't know about you, but I'm sick of letting that disgusting place control my every move. So let me ask you - do you want to rewrite memories together?"

And see, this was is thing with Steve Harrington. Once he makes up his mind, he will follow through - and even though Eddie is still scared shitless, the idea of Steve facing his fears alone somehow feels even worse. Cracking open another beer, he takes a mighty gulp before nodding, offering his hand to seal the deal. "Name the time and place, big boy."

They aren't stupid about it, not more stupid than usual. Steve insists on making some rules and plans in case things go to shit. And while Eddie isn't exactly a fan of planning things, this actually does sound like a good idea. So they write it all down, figure out time and place, a calm Sunday when they don't have a shift, around 2 PM so there's enough light and warmth for them to attempt to relax - which is pretty fucking impossible because their destination is none other than Lover's Lake. No use wasting water sitting by a running tap or watch bird puppets, as Steve eloquently puts it.

Steve also insists on choosing just one of the fears to tackle for him and Eddie, making a very good point that it's supposed to be baby steps, not giant stomps, whatever that is supposed to mean. It's actually more like two for Eddie because birds and open sky go together like goat cheese and weird taste or something, but it would be really difficult to separate the two.

And finally, after some research, they come up with a back up plan - if either of them gets too much in their head, the other one needs to distract them. "Doesn't matter what it is, apparently," says Eddie while he is munching on another handful of dry cereal, "it just has to be unexpected. Basically to shock the panic out of your brain. Which sounds...very healthy. Yep. So when I'm freaking out about bird stuff, just...tell me you're getting married to Tammy Thompson or something."

Steve snickers and packs some drinks and snacks as well as a blanket, the forever babysitter. "For you, Munson? I'll describe our whole Muppet wedding and ask you to be my best man."

The walk is...fine. Well, that's a lie. The walk is fucking horrendous but the trees help, giving Eddie at least some semblance of a shelter. His heart is beating like crazy, sure, but he's trying to be normal, he really is, because Steve is keeping it together and distracting him as well as he can. After they spook a bunch of birds and their flapping of wings almost has Eddie hyperventilating, Steve grabs his hand, squeezing it and demanding Eddie tells him about his favorite Lord of the Rings character and why it is Aragorn - that elicits a half-snort, half-whimper from Eddie, but it's enough to keep him on track.

They find a suitable spot, not fully in the open, but covered by tall grass and in the shadow of a large tree. The lake is a few steps away and when they sit down on the blanket, they can't really see it, but the sound is there - calming for Eddie but Steve...yeah, he doesn't look so good. That's when Eddie grasps his shoulder and asks him to explain why basketball is so good and how does one even understand what's going on. "Eyes up here, Steve, tell me everything. How many people on each team. Are there different functions, roles or something like that? And why are the shorts so short?"

It goes like that for a while. Whenever one of them gets too stressed, too quiet, the other one shoots a question that makes them think, about something they really, really like. So far, so good.

Except then it happens. As if there was some twisted re-enactment of their Upside Down misfortunes, a bunch of birds loudly take off and circle above the two, flapping their wings and even though they seem to be leaving, Eddie suddenly can't breathe, he's back on the ground, being held by his throat and his wrists, choking on blood-

"Eddie, hey Eddie, stay with me." Steve's voice is panicked too, he's doing what he can but the questions aren't working, Eddie is paralyzed, rigid on the ground.

Licking his dry lips, he wheezes out, "I think it's good time to surprise me, Steve. Like now. Please."

"Okay, yeah, okay."

Eddie prays for a quick shock. Maybe learning about Harrington's porn preferences. About dirty secrets from high school. Maybe some of Robin's romantic misadventures. Something, anything to get him out of his head.

He gets his wish when Steve leans over him and presses his lips against Eddie's.

Eddie's heart skips a beat. Maybe two, three. But he isn't dead, so it has to keep beating, he thinks, but he can't really tell - not when all of the feeling in his body goes to his lips, to the gentle press that Eddie has been craving for months.

It takes him a moment to realize that it's suddenly quiet, the birds are gone and Steve is still above him, looking at Eddie with concern. "Did it work?" he asks and Eddie wants to punch him, murder him, kiss him senseless.

"Sure did," he croaks and tries to play it cool, failing miserably. Maybe if he turns it into a joke, Steve won't notice that he actually enjoyed this, that this isn't just a distraction tactic to him. "Gotta be careful there, Steve," he laughs weakly, "you might give a guy false hope that this is actually something you wanted."

He expects a disgusted scrunch of Steve's nose, a shock maybe, but instead he just leans down and tucks Eddie's hair behind his ear. "False hope?" he whispers and holds his gaze, braver than any and all of them. "For this concrete guy, it's pretty much an open invitation. Although I should have asked, sorry, it's been on my mind since forever and when I saw you like that, I just panicked. So, uh...sorry. If that's not what you want. I mean-"

"Steve," he sighs, exasperated. "I just had a taste of what that mouth can do and I'm pretty sure you're just wasting its potential." His hand sneaks into Steve's hair and pulls him closer, kissing the tip of his nose. "And I can promise you this isn't a trauma response or something. I've been going crazy about you for months now. Just ask Wayne. Or better, don't. He's been making fun of me for it. Mercilessly."

They dissolve into a fit of giggles and maybe a bit of hysteria, too, but the world is quiet now, the sounds of wings and waves distant and the warmth of their bodies is grounding, safe. "He can start a mocking club with Robin, then. She's been calling me her cute bisexual disaster, if you can believe that," says Steve.

"Oh, I absolutely can." The grin is almost painful, but he can't help it, wonders if he'll associate flapping of wings with Steve's lips now, instead of all the pain and horror. Maybe not immediately but there's no need for giant stomps. "Well, big boy...what do you say we give them something to mock us for?"

Steve leans down and smiles against his lips, his breath tickling Eddie's face. "I thought you'd never ask."

It's several days later that Eddie catches in uncle home, smoking in his chair and staring at the darkening trees. He quietly takes a stool outside and plops next to him, stealing a lighter to light his cigarette.

He tries to act casual, but the disbelieving smile and pride in Wayne's eyes makes him blush, his face being the biggest traitor of all.

He motions towards the trees where something moved, the sound of its wings muffled and distant. "Looks like a bird, right?" he says.

Wayne reaches over and ruffles his hair, takes another drag from his own cigarette. "Sure does."

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kanaglows · 10 months

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Hello sisnaoakaoiakwiqoaiaiauqiak I just saw your post today and im really excited since I havent seen much posts regarding pjsk x reader stuff. That out of the way, can I request for pjsk boys as your husband (seperated) or them as college boys? Disjisjsusisuauqhq that's all and I hope my request isn't weird or anything 🥲🥲

eeee first request, thanks for requesting me iuhjwsbdah i went with the husband thingy if that's alright with you, feel free to send another request if you still want the college boy thing, anon ☺️ also, i apologise if me and my writing feel a bit dry, i tend to feel a bit tense on the first few requests but i'll loosen up soon hjusdfj

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Project Sekai Boys As Your Husband (Separate)

Tsukasa Tenma

He affectionately calls you nicknames like his co-star and his starlight

While he's busy during the day rehearsing for his shows, your job allows you to have more time for housework so you do chores around the house a lot. He feels guilty about not having a lot of time to do stuff so as soon as he gets home he immerses himself in chores to make up for it 😭

He frequently takes you out because he feels even worse about not spending more time with you throughout the day

On weekends, you have a special little tradition where you watch musicals together (sometimes bootlegs because musicals can cost a lot to watch online 😕)

He's totally smitten by you and often wonders how he was able to get such a great catch

Rui Kamishiro

You two are partners in crime. That said, you don't go too far with the crazy ideas.

As much as you love how creative he can be, you have to remind Rui not to blow up the house and bother the neighbours with explosions.

You have mini prank wars all the time, the winner is often decided by who pulls the most impressive ones

There's a lot more to Rui than pranks and explosions! If you're having a bad day, he always whips something up in his workshop to cheer you up. You'd be surprised how little time he needs to make something if he applies himself.

Rui can struggle with ideas but just spending time with you is enough to fill his head with tons of them

Akito Shinonome

You can be irritating but he loves you a lot ☺️

Karaoke is a frequent thing for the two of you, Akito doesn't like to say it out loud but he loves your singing voice and that's why he suggests karaoke so much.

He gets a bit embarrassing expressing his feelings through words but that doesn't mean he loves you any less, he does his best to show his affection through actions.

Akito's protective but not possessive. When you go out he will ask you where you're going but solely out of safety concerns- he trusts you and would never suspect you of anything wrong.

Toya Aoyagi

He's literally so sweet 😭If anything's up he'll go through any obstacle to help, his father didn't support him much in his childhood so he's decided to support his loved ones much better than his father could ever support him.

Toya's a dry texter, if you text him anything, ANYTHING AT ALL, he will somehow find a way to respond in the most monotone way ever. It's not intentional but you find it hilarious when he responds to a meme with a simple "haha".

Mornings are peaceful. Usually, the two of you just sit in the kitchen in your PJs together drinking coffee in silence.

He's an awful cook but he tries his best. In an attempt to help him out, you cook with him and give him some tips. Your help is beneficial but that doesn't mean that it won't always end in disaster. After training him for a while, Toya was trusted with the duty of making dinner. He decided to make Thai green curry with noodles however, when he realised that you were out of noodles and coconut milk he substituted them with spaghetti and cow milk. Havoc embarked and later that night, you were served a dire bowl of spaghetti in milk. You couldn't touch the meal and ordered takeaway pizza for the two of you instead 😭

#project sekai x reader #project sekai #tsukasa tenma x reader #tenma tsukasa x reader #tsukasa tenma #rui kamishiro x reader #kamishiro rui x reader #kamishiro rui #akito shinonome x reader #akito shinonome #shinonome akito x reader #toya aoyagi x reader #aoyagi toya x reader #toya aoyagi

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oddinary4bts · 2 years

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Masterlist

Hi, I’m going to start a masterlist so you can find my fics easily!

Have fun getting lost in everything on here!

BTS ot7:

Life Goes On series:

Here is a collection of fanfics that all take place in the same universe, with all the members falling in love one after the other.

☆summary: Being the biggest boy band in the world can make it hard to find love. But in time, everyone finds the one that they were meant to find, the person that was forever theirs to begin with. Even the Bangtan boys aren’t an exception to that most simple rule of the universe, as they fall in love in the most unexpected places

☆rating: 18+

☆genre: snippets of life, idol!au

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Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook:

Sinful Lust

☆summary: in an attempt to spice up your bedroom life with your boyfriend Min Yoongi, you suggest bringing another man into the action. Yoongi seems reluctant at first, but when you mention his friend Jeon Jungkook, he can’t deny his attraction. All that’s left to do is to convince Jungkook into participating...

☆rating: 18+

☆genre: 3some!au, slife of life!au, smut, angst

➳ series masterpost

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Jeon Jungkook

The Forgotten Spaces

☆summary: you've been dancing on the same dance crew since your teenage years, and you finally have an important role in it. It feels like life is taunting you when your rival comes back after disappearing for a year, ready to tease you every chance he gets. Will the teasing turn into more, or are you going to take him down with you?

☆rating: 18+

☆genre: slow (SLOW) burn enemies to lovers, college!au, slice of life!au, angst (oop), smut and fluff

➳ series masterpost

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When the End Comes (The Forgotten Spaces sequel)

☆summary: Seven years after you've started dating Jungkook, long distance creates a wedge in your relationship. When the only solution seems to be breaking up, you go your separate ways even though love still lives in the two of you. Will you find a way back together, or has the end come for you and Jeon Jungkook?

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI, every chapter contains mature content)

☆genre: breakup!au, slice of life!au, angst with a big A, smut

➳ series masterpost

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November Sun

☆summary: whenever he breaks, the november sun shines on him. and jungkook chases you across the sky - but you've gone some place he can't reach you now.

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI, it deals with heavy themes)

☆genre: grief au/funeral au?, exes au, angst

➳ Complete fic here! please read the warnings before reading this fic.

To Give A Helping Hand

☆summary: you're a fan, untouchable, yet Jungkook finds he's far too attracted to you.

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI, this is pure smut)

☆genre: smut, idol!au

➳ Part one here!

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1k followers celebration drabbles

Jeon Jungkook:

☆What’s wrong?

☆The Bane of Your Existence

☆The Coincidence of Fate

☆Let Me Kiss Your Mom

☆Happy Birthday

Min Yoongi:

☆The Worst Coworker You’ve Ever Had

Jeong Hoseok:

☆Two Hundred and Nineteen Days

Kim Namjoon:

☆Can I Ask you a Question?

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Stray Kids

For you series:

Here is a collection of fanfics that all take place in the same universe.

☆summary: being idols is a busy work, especially as one of the most requested group out there. Will the members find time to discover about love and feelings, or will they focus on work until they are at the top of their art?

☆rating: 18+

☆genre: snippets of life, idol!au

Hwang Hyunjin: Always been you

☆summary: when two estranged best friends meet again at their friends' wedding, an old spark reignites. You swear to yourself that you won't fall for Hyunjin again, until alcohol blurs the line between you two. Is it your fault if you find yourself drowning in the familiarity that is him?

☆genre: best friends to strangers to lovers, idol!au; fluff, some slight angst

☆warnings: mention of cheating, Hyunjin be a ghost, alcohol consumption

➳ Teaser: Coming soon!

➳ Complete fic: Coming soon!

Han Jisung: unnamed

☆genre: gaming friends to lovers, idol!au

Coming soon!

Lee Minho: unnamed

☆genre: jyp trainees to friends to lovers, idol!au

Coming soon!

Bang Christopher Chan: unnamed

☆genre: friend of a friend to lovers, idol!au

Coming soon!

Kim Seungmin: unnamed

☆genre: yet to discover, idol!au

Coming soon!

Seo Changbin: unnamed

☆genre: gym buddies to lovers, idol!au

Coming soon!

Lee Felix: unnamed

☆genre: family friends to lovers, idol!au

Coming soon!

Yang Jeongin: unnamed

☆genre: yet to discover, idol!au

Coming soon!

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Ateez:

Love is a Laserquest - Choi San

☆summary: years after your break-up, Choi San comes to you for help. In an attempt to save his life, you escape to your uncle's cabin in the woods far from civilization. Will nostalgia and longing make you fall again, or is Choi San just spinning more lies to you?

☆genre: gangster au, exes au, angst, smut, a smidge of the one bed trope

☆warnings: guns/gun violence (mentioned), knifes/stabbing (mentioned), a bounty over San's head, death of a minor character (named Jungkook my bad), blood, injuries, stitches, probably some wrong medical terminology bc optometrists don't stitch up people lmao, a panic attack, cursing, pet names, explicit content: oral sex (female receiving), face riding

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llondonfog · 7 months

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twst (horror) tober — day 6 (time)

➤ Day 6: Time | “How long has it been?”

Silver once told him that ever since stepping into the role of caring for Lilia, the concept of time turned meaningless to him.

Silver told him that he can only categorize the days now on a continuum of good and bad.

There were days when his father would wake up with the hint of recognition in his eyes and an agreeable slant to his lips, and Silver needn't coax him out of bed to amuse him with the trinkets and gifts bestowed upon him by well-meaning classmates and a grieving liege. There were even better days when a glimmer of memory not yet lost would surface in the dark and mired deadlands of his father's deteriorating mind, when he'd pat the cushion beside him on the couch and regal Silver with a tale he'd heard at least several times before— each time, he listens just as patiently as if it were the first.

And then there were bad days when the fae that awaited him on the other side of the bedroom door screeched and howled in a long-lost tongue, days when Silver was forced to use the iron bolts that Malleus-sama had pleaded with him to install on the wooden frame if he wouldn't listen to reason and use manacles fixed to the bed instead ("My father isn't a monster, Malleus-sama, I won't humiliate him and strip his dignity away!") to stop those wild, ragged claws from tearing through the wood like paper to scratch out his eyes. Days when it is hard to separate the loving, smiling father from the feral creature caught in a losing battle as it succumbs to a fate inevitable to its kind.

Sebek listens to his friend, remains silent for once— it is unlike Silver to share his burdens, to even talk about the difficulties of caring for a fae so advanced in the decay as Lilia lest he fears that anyone find him complaining. They had all tried to talk him out of it when they had learned that Silver had already rescinded his studies at Night Raven College with the intent to care for his father to the bitter end. Malleus had nearly been beside himself, for safety could not be guaranteed, even for a human as strong and determined as Silver— "He'll overwhelm you," Sebek had watched his prince all but beg the boy to reconsider. "You know naught of what you are consigning yourself to, you have never seen our kind at our most frightful display. He would not wish this upon you, he would want his memory to remain pristine in your mind!"

But Silver had remained steadfast, loyal and devoted to his father beyond all rational persuasion. "I will not allow his last moments to be in suffering and all alone, Malleus-sama. He has sacrificed his life for the country, for you, and for me— I find it hardly equal what meager weeks I can give to him so that he may go in peace."

And so they had left to that cottage in the forest, the only home that both of them had ever known. Sebek had visited only once, the nature of being Malleus-sama's sole guard until Silver's return dictating that he shoulder a more hefty responsibility. They had both appeared rather worn and weary, bags deeper under Silver's eyes than he had ever known them to exist before, but together at least with wan smiles on their faces, as Silver had so desperately wished for them to be.

All the same, Sebek's gaze had keenly noted the presence of thin, crimson lines along Silver's forearms and neck— he found himself too much of a coward to glance at Lilia's hands.

Today, however, he's visiting for a much different reason than merely personal concern. Malleus-sama had bid him to venture out into those isolated, lonely woods, a frown deep and haggard on his perfect face; Sebek knows that if he were to look in a mirror, the same expression would be reflected back at him. For two weeks now, not a single letter delivered to the cottage had returned with correspondence, courtesy of Silver's little feathered friends usually so delighted to concede to his requests. Normally, a week's worth of silence would have jolted the both of them into worry, but with the whirlwind of a recent goodwill trip to the neighboring human countries, Sebek had merely assumed there would be a small pile of daily updates from Silver for them to look forward to reading upon their return. Imagine then, the foreboding that had settled in like an ominous pressure at the lack of any such notes.

That pressure only mounts and builds with a wicked weight upon his shoulders as he approaches the darkened cottage, silent among the stilled trees. A pressure that twists in his stomach like a corkscrew, and grips his throat in a vice, thinning the air he breathes as he stares with dread at the front door swinging off its hinges, and a faint, nauseating smell choking the scent of violets from beneath his feet.

Today, it seems, is not simply a good or bad day— it is an awful one.

#lettie writes #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland silver #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #malleus draconia #twst malleus #diasomnia #the concept of fae going feral in their twilight years being the reason why lilia wishes to age alone #to spare his son the monstrous sight; to protect him from harm should lilia lash out on base instinct alone #idk my writing has been a hot mess as of late

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Ok so I have 3 imagine requests for TSITP you don’t have to write all of them but I thought I’d give you a few options.

One is a Conrad imagine they’re at a party at the beach and someone gets on the reader. Conrad gets mad and tries to fight the guy. The reader stops him and they go back to his house. The other one is a Jeremiah it’s the same as the Conrad one but Jeremiah is the one getting hit on! Smut please!!!

Conrad? Beach Fights? Smut? Absolutely.

Conrad Fisher - Fight Night

warnings // smut, swearing, violence, dom!conrad, sub! (ish? reader), conrad has a subby moment if you squint, mentions of SA (VERY minimal and vague, not abt the reader), fluff, and two sarcastic college kids in love, oh and conrad being a tease bc he cant help himself <3

just as the request asks <3

"Hey, you're the Fishers girl right?"

Y/n shook her head, "Family friend."

He smiled, "So I won't have Jeremiah on my ass if I dance with you?"

Before she could even answer she felt him over her shoulder. She didn't even have to look.

"No but you'll have me on your ass if you spend another second fucking looking at her."

"Con-"

The guy cut her off, "Oh come on Conrad, after last year with Nicole I didn't take you to be one to mind sharing?"

Conrad didn't waste time as he closed an arm around y/n's waist, sliding her behind him. She could smell the alcohol on him. This wasn't going to go well.

"Yeah well she's not Nicole is she? So leave her the hell alone."

"Or fucking what Fisher?" He poked at Conrad's chest.

It was calm. And then it wasn't.

She shouted his name as his fist smashed into the guy who'd approached her. He didn't listen.

The music stopped, and everyone was shouting, but to y/n it felt like she was the only one saying anything. She was the only one begging them to stop rather then the onlookers cheering them on.

She gave up on yelling at Conrad just as she saw Jeremiah through the crowd.

"Jeremiah! Jere! Please!"

He was drunk, but even drunk he was strong. He tore threw the people separating them, and then he ran right between the boys face-off.

"Conrad c'mon," he tried.

Conrad ignored him, dusting him to the side.

"Jeremiah stay out of it."

"She's right behind your dumbass watching this happen. Think about that."

"He was hitting on her-"

"Get the fuck out of this Jeremiah," the other guy shouted.

Y/n took the pause as Jeremiah turned to the flirt that started this to walk to Conrad's side.

She grabbed at his bruised hand, "Conrad, let's go."

"Y/n you don't get it."

She raised her eyebrows and stepped right up to him, "Take your sexist bullshit and shove it up your ass Conrad. I could've handled that fine."

Silence covered now. Even Jeremiah and the idiot he was arguing with.

"It's not about that."

"I don't care what it's 'about'. Upstairs. Now. Or else I go by myself and you sleep on the goddamn couch."

'Ooh's tumble from the surrounding teens mouths. You were never one to snap, Conrad was the hot head, not Y/N. No one expected her to shout.

He tailed her with speed in every step. Drunk or not, he wasn't a fucking idiot. He could already foresee his regret that would crash down 10 times harder in the morning. He chose to minimize his consequences.

She kicked her flats off as she stood in front of his mirror, make up wipes swiping away the foundation from her cheeks. Y/N didn't make conversation as she usually did, and it made him feel that much worse.

"I didn't mean to cause a scene."

"Don't bullshit me Conrad." She sat her rings in his dresser, fingers scraping against her scalp, through her curls.

"What the hell do you want me to say then?"

She sighed, finally looking at him, "Just don't lie."

"How was that a-

"Conrad you can never leave well enough alone! You do want to cause a scene because you care so fucking much about proving a point! I could've handled it!"

He dropped to his bed, teeth clenched, "Y/N, he's not fucking known to take no for an answer."

Her hands stopped fidgeting with her bracelet, eyes meeting his once more.

"So why the hell is he in our summer house?"

"I didn't know he was here til' i saw him with you," Conrad shook his head.

"Do you think Jere got rid of him?" She sat beside him on the bed.

He nodded fast, "You know Jere doesn't fuck around with that stuff Y/N/N."

She nodded, staring at her feet. It was now her turn to feel bad for yelling at him. He was only worried about her. Always the protector.

"I'm sorry Con."

He let his hand graze her cheek, "No, you were half right. I need to cool it."

"You were protecting me; good boyfriends do that."

"Yeah but I should've explained down there. You're not the baby at the summer house anymore," he laughs, "God we're in college."

She smiled too, "Don't make me sound too old, I'm a freshman, you're the ancient one."

"Oh I'm ancient now?"

"Now? You always have been." He didn't give her a notice before grabbing her sides and pushing her further up the bed. His fingers brushing against her sides and her neck as he tickled her with zero remorse.

"Conrad! Con," she fought with her arms and her legs, "Fisher I'm going to kill you!"

She squealed and kicked; shrieked and hit. He just laughed at her escape attempts.

"Take it back baby."

"Never!"

He didn't let up, "Then suffer the consequences."

"Fuck! You- You're not old!"

"I'm not what?"

"You're not old! Damnit let me go!" she gave him one final shove as he fell onto his back.

He grinned like an idiot, "See how easy that was, Pretty?"

"You're mean." she pouted, eyes rolling as she fixed her shirt.

"If I were mean you wouldn't love me."

"Girls love bad boys what can I say?" she replied in a teasing tone.

"Bad boys? I tutored you in math for like three years Y/N."

"Nerds can be mean too."

He smirked, turning to face her, cheek against the pillow, "Only when there gorgeous girlfriends ask them to be."

"Don't tell me you expect to get laid after you just tortured me Fisher?"

He shrugged, fingertips lazily dancing over the top of her hand. It made her stomach roll when he smiled at her as he was now. Dopey, a boyish grin. Like he was about to see his first girlfriend naked for the first time.

It was silly but she found it sweet. He was always so eager.

"I suppose... you deserve it for being all protective."

His brow cocked, "I thought that was sexist bullshit?"

"Are you cockblocking yourself my love?"

His lips crashed on her own, a smile gracing her lips.

He was over her in seconds, her fingers tugging at the black tee he wore. He grabbed her wrists with a gentle force, throwing them into the pillows over her head, "Did you ask to touch?"

She could've apologized, but that wouldn't have hardly been as fun would it? No.

She smiled, "Nope."

"I've never seen someone so proud of a mistake, pretty girl."

"Mistake... a risk... It's no fun to be predictable."

He gripped her wasitband, yanking her skirt to her ankles, eyes finding hers. With a nod of approval, he got to work.

His tongue swiped through her folds, eyes never leaving her face. With each noise she let out, he changed his pace. Never giving her the consistency she needed to reach her high. It drove her fucking crazy.

"Con, please!"

A smack cracked her right thigh as he stopped long enough to say "Good girls take what they get."

With his tongue on her clit, he drew firm circles, fingers massaging her thighs, across where he'd struck her. She squirmed, all she fucking wanted was to come and he was being difficult. Despite her best efforts he held an arm across her waist, keeping her lower hald in place as he worked his tongue against her.

"Conrad please, please!"

"You can beg better than that pretty girl."

She gasped as he slipped his middle and ring fingers into her cunt, back arching as he drilled them into her.

"Please let me come, I'll be good I-" she gripped at the sheets beneath her hands, "I'll be your good girl Con please!"

Conrad's fingers became unforgiving as he let her hips buck against them, nodding, giving her the permission she needed to let go.

She screamed his name as she came, hands gripping at the shirt he still hadn't removed, yanking him to her level with no worries for punishment.

"You clearly didn't learn your lesson," he shook his head.

"Fuck a lesson, I need you."

"So needy all the time," he teased, lips at her neck, "such a whore for me hmm?"

She let her fingers glide through his hair, soaking up the groan he let out as she tugged at the roots.

"How are you so fucking perfect," his fingers brushing against her sensitive breasts, toying with her.

"Stop teasing."

He smiled at her impatience, grabbing her by the hips and flipping her onto her stomach. He guided her ass into the air as he ran a hand down her spine. She whined as she felt him fidgeting with his jeans.

As he tugged down his boxers, she pushed back against him, rubbing herself against his length. It felt like heaven was sucking him in as he slipped inside of her.

"You're so fuckin' good pretty," he slowly eased out before slamming his hips back into hers, "made for me."

She whimpered at the words he mumbled. He always had something to say.

"Yours, all yours Con, always," her eyes rolled as he slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her back to his front. Her stomach tightened ten fold as she saw their reflection in the mirror before them.

She tried to hide her face, look anywhere else, but he had other plans.

His hand held her jaw, locking her gaze in place as he stared into her eyes in their reflection.

"Watch yourself, or I stop." He snapped his hips at a new angle in which if he hadn't been holding her, she'd have fallen flat to her stomach once more.

The hand holding her toyed with her clit, while his mouth worked at the sweet spot just under her left ear.

"Fuck, fuck Conrad I'm close," she shuddered as he kept his pace.

"Let go."

The coil inside of her snapped, and before she knew it, he had her on her back. He fucked her viciously through her orgasm, hands beside her head as his hair hung low over his eyes.

Her body jerked as he worked to get himself off. She thought she might come again from just the sight of him pleasing himself with her.

He moaned as she clenched around him, legs wrapping around his torso, keeping him close.

"Come for me Con, please, I need it," he shivered at her lips so close to his ear, a whimper escaping him.

"I'm gonna fucking come," he gave two final thrusts before she could feel him release inside of her. The warmth overwhelming her senses as she cried his name, nails scraping his shoulders.

"I love you," he was breathless, and messy, and ogling her like she was the shiniest ring in the jewelry shop.

She took a breath as he pulled himself from her, clinging to him before he could move too far away, "Tell me something I don't know."

I am so sorry this took so long!

I really did try my best to get to work on this the second I got it but I've been so stressed with moving! This is my first published smut ever so I hope it wasn't too bad and I hope this lived up to your requests expectations!

if anyone requests smut, feel free to throw in certain kinks or details if thats what you want! I'd love to be able to write as accurately as your imagination intended!

#tsitp #conrad x reader #conrad fisher smut #the summer i turned pretty #jenny han #conrad #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #soft smut #smut #fluff #chris briney

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happy-kiss-appreciation-week · 2 months

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Happy Kiss Appreciation Bingo: Bingo Card Instructions

The 25th has finally arrived! So, as promised, here is the post on how to get your bingo card for the Bingo Challenge that will be taking place in April!

This is the bingo card generator we will be using. As you can see, the site itself has pretty clear instructions: make a comma-separated list of prompts, pick your card's size, then hit generate.

For the prompts we will use for our event, here are all the prompts we have for each category:

Characters:

Kyotaro, Ryoma, Nanao, Taishi, Ichiro, Ata, Maasa, Taiju, Furanui, Karurusu,

Types of Kisses:

Platonic Kiss, First kiss, Hand kiss, French kiss, Goodbye kiss, Goodnight kiss, Greeting kiss, Kiss to Shut Them Up, Forehead kiss, Cheek kiss, Accidental kiss, Kiss it better, Angry kiss, Sleepy Kiss, Drunk kiss, Jealous kiss, Quick peck, Secret kiss,

Things That Make You Happy:

Video Games, Cooking Together, Morning Cuddles, Gift Giving, First Date, Dancing, Make-up, Food/cooking, Sweets, Junk Food, First Snow, Rain, Thunderstorms, Sunshine, Laughing, Pets, Making a Friend, Hanging with Friends, New Hobby, Music, Stargazing, The Beach, Amusement Park, Going on a Walk, Exercise, Reading Books, Sleeping, Helping Others, Bubble Bath, A Crush, Sunset/Sunrise, Scenery/Nature, Parties, Stuffed Animal, Holidays, Vacation, Hugs, Favourite TV Show, Success, Seeing partner in the morning,

General Prompts:

Crossover, Soulmate AU, Hanahaki AU, Jealousy, Love confessions, Artist & Muse AU, Mutual Pining, Unrequited Love, Only One Bed, Secret Identity, Caring when sick, Canon Divergence/What Ifs, Dreams, Love Triangle/Square, Time Travel, Stuck Together, Bodyswap, Aliens, Honyala Land, Hurt/Comfort, The Dice Game, Team Building, Matchmaking, Transformations, Magical Boy Shenanigans, College/University AU, Royalty AU, Coffeeshop AU, Superhero AU, Witch/Wizard AU, Flower Shop AU, Mermaid/Siren AU, Musicians AU, Celebrity AU, Monster/Creature AU, Fantasy AU, Fairytale AU, Roleswap AU, Fusion AU, Sport/Athlete AU, Roommates,

Kink Prompts:

Omegaverse, Lingerie, Oral, Roleplay, Chastity cage, Collars, BDSM, Virginity loss, Breeding, Praise Kink, Somnophilia, Costumes, Three(or more)some, Spanking, Thigh fucking, Sex Toys, Masturbation, Hair pulling, Semi-public sex, Exhibitionism & Voyeurism, Possessiveness, Marking, In the Shower/Bath, Fuck or die, Drunk sex, Aphrodisiacs, 69, Bondage, Orgasm denial, Begging, Service top, Non-con/Dubcon, Body worship,

Other:

Rarepair, popular ship, platonic ship, polyship, """problematic""" ship, minor characters,

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Remember that, if you want, you are free to opt-out of any prompt category or even specific prompts. Do whatever you think will be the most fun for you.

You are free to pick whatever size you want for your card as well. Yes, even a 1x1 size, if you believe that is all you will be able to handle for this event.

You can "re-roll" your card as many times as you want until you are satisfied with one. Either take a screenshot of it or copy the html code. Then post your card somewhere (doesn't really matter where, just needs to be somewhere you can link back to once you post your work(s)).

(While card posts won't be reblogged, do still feel free to tag them with the 'Happy Kiss Appreciation Bingo 2024' tag if you wish!)

After that, off you go to making your fanworks! Be they fanart, fanfic, gifs, edits, cosplay, videos, whatever you wish! And make as many or as few works as you want! A single fanwork can count as a fill for more than one square on the card.

Posting will mainly happen throughout the whole month of April, but you are still free to post stuff for the challenge after that as well. On Tumblr, post your stuff with the 'Happy Kiss Appreciation Bingo 2024' tag (or @ this blog since sometimes Tumblr decides to be Tumblr). And like last year, there will be an AO3 collection that will be made closer to the date of the event.

So here we go! If you still have any questions, feel free to send an ask! Looking forward to see what everyone makes in a few months!

#boueibu #boueibu happy kiss #Happy Kiss Appreciation Bingo 2024

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bluepeachstudios · 11 months

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GitS Asks!

Not as much as he does the boys. April's pretty good about having her own fun, she's got a family to go back to, she can separate herself when she needs to. She can handle herself!

Noted 👀 Though I don't read fanfic very often because I'm. Usually too busy writing it. fhgdkjgf I'm already behind on stuff I want to read. I will put it on my List.

Leo's least favorite is math, he finds it boring as all hell. Raph's least favorite is chemistry. He cannot get any of it right for the life of him. He accidentally made mustard gas once and from then on Donnie was paired with him to make sure that didn't happen again. Mikey's is history! He has a hard time just sitting still and listening. Donnie's least favorite is the mystic arts. He thinks it's unnecessary for him, because he doesn't have a mystic weapon.

Ghost just tells them he's going to teach them something today and they pretty much all show up. If they miss a day, he doesn't scold them about it or anything, he just lets them miss it. If they don't understand something because of it later, he can just teach it to them again. Normally they don't miss more than a day at a time, and if they do there's usually something else going on. Ghost is homeschooling them, and it's not like they're going to college. The point is learning, not to make them suffer when they don't feel like it. ;)

Splinter was giving the boys an education! He taught them colors, and alphabets, and how to read, how to clean, how to take care of themselves. Splinter taught them a lot, and Ghost knows that. He's not mad for Splinter focusing on the more practical things and less on the academic side.

Oh yeah he's gonna flip y'all.

"Who?"

Spoilers! Though I am now thinking of that 03 episode during fast forward where they go to the gala and Donnie is wearing a purple suit. Thank you.

Ghost is still kinda active with the homeless community. He doesn't talk to them, or really show himself at all, but he drops off blankets and clothes he finds when scavenging.

Ghost doesn't know about Don stealing from ATMs at the moment! He won't mind it, though. He's not hurting anyone but big banks by doing it.

Oh you think Ghost's self-blame and self-hatred is bad now? NOTHING compared to what it would be if he'd fallen into Rise after experiencing SAINW. He knows what's going to happen to his brothers. He knows he disappeared, and that the world ended because of it. He'd work a lot harder. I don't think he'd pay any attention to the kids, honestly, I think he'd be neck-deep in making a portal, trying everything, retrying it.

Ghost has accepted that he's stuck in his dimension. Donatello would not.

The TECH! It's so much easier to get high-grade metal and supplies in Rise! He can get SO MUCH SHIT! No wonder Donnie can build things so nicely, people dump out nice stuff!

Welcome to ow, I'll be your host-

Spppoiiilerrsssss? I think? Probably???

It does! There was a poll quite a ways back that even asked if Ghost ends up with Leo or with the other boys. He's in Tahiti. ;)

Phantom is far less scarred than Ell. He still has the leather jacket because I feel like he deserves a leather jacket. Ghost doesn't have the scar over his eye because of Phantom. When Ghost disappeared to the Battle Nexus to try and find answers, Phantom immediately started looking for him. Ghost had only meant to go for a day, but was trapped by Big Mama and forced to fight. Phantom found him and pulled him out of there before he ever got the scar.

Some things are universal constants :)

Whether they survive it or not is different.

Oh 03 Donatello is completely destroyed. He blames himself entirely. He works all the time to get his lost brother back. Ell and Spirit don't blame Donny, but Mike does a bit. It's easier to be mad at someone than the universe.

w... what about it....

Bold of you to assume that Ghost isn't going to break that curse

Rise boys are starting to realize their mentor isn't invincible and immortal. Terrifying thing to learn.

Thank you!! Glad you like it!

#asks #gits ask

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I finally got to see you, again!

(A different take on "It's Great to see you!" A more happier ending! Beginning part is the same from the other one-shot.)

Miles had a lot to think about. The two were have more fights, they were distant and unhappy. They seem to talk about the future but ending it without no resolution.

When the two decided to go to this burger joint, Miles knew what he had to do. Hobie came by to pick him up, they weren't making any conversation.

They ordered milkshakes, burgers and fries. Hobie casually said, "I'll be going to a national tour, luv. I won't be able to see you for a while."

"It's really happening, huh? You're famous." Miles softly spoke.

"Hahaha, yeah. Hopefully get bigger than simple 'Hey, I know you'," He chuckles, "I hope you can see one of my concerts. I can book you to California, that's the last stop. You and me, we can spend time and look at the apartments."

Miles giggles, "Long distant relationship?"

"Yeah, you know you're only for me." Hobie stares at him with loving eyes.

"Hobie... I have to tell you something." Miles gulps being nervous, "You know, I love you and what we have it's pure, Special! You're my other half, mi alma! Mi amor!"

"Yeah?" Hobie looking concerned, he sat up straight from the booth he's sitting on. Across his beautiful partner.

"You know, we are having a drastic change in our lives. I'm finally gonna graduate and I got three schools already accepting me. Another one on the way," Miles sighs being so shaky, "I know, I'm going to be super busy with school. I know you are doing all these tours, making music, and seeing and meeting new people. Heck, I'm sure at times you're holding yourself back because of me, the same with me to you."

"What are you saying, Sunflower?"

"I think we should break up." Miles finally said.

It went silent, Hobie's eyes widen in disbelief. "Hahaha, funny Sunflower. Don't joke like that." His voice forced into laughter sounding joyful then his hand touches his face getting worried. "You got me." A weak tone.

Miles finally look at him with those serious honey-brown eyes and pout. "You're not joking? You really want to break us up?" His boyfriend in shock being panicked, "Why? Is that fucking Ben bloke?"

"Hobie, no. You know, this is more than just Ben." Miles finally said, "I think we need to separate. We won't be able to survive if we keep going. We keep arguing, distant- I... We need to be single."

"Need to be single. This sounds like you want to shack up Benny boy, eh?" Hobie getting mad.

"Hobie, you are going on tour! You're telling me you're not tempted with all those pretty girls and hot guys? Hobie, I know you want to go crazy and party to your fullest."

"I love you!"

"I love you, too and it's not enough! Where we're at is not enough and if we go down this path- I just know we'll regret it." Miles hugs himself, "I wanna have fun, too. Go to college parties, make friends but I don't want to be your boyfriend then all of sudden, I catch you cheating on me."

"It won't happen. I swear!"

"What about the concert? The VIP? If you really cared about me being there you would've answer my phone call and be there." Miles sighs, "Hobie, it's the little things, too. I miss you and I don't want a long distance."

"Okay, so you're blaming me? What about you? You got mad for every moment about your study time and I can see why, because of Ben!" Hobie scowls.

Miles sniffs going to grab a napkin, "How can you be so fucking mean?" He wipe his eyes, "Why can't you see the truth? I'm eighteen. Your nineteen! You're going to be a famous rock star while I'm going to college! We keep fighting and fighting and I'm tired of this. It's not fair. Okay! I can't even have you at prom because you're busy! I want to have fun, have my experience! I know, you feel the same way."

Hobie held back his tears, "I can't believe this is over. What happens to love conquers all and this bullshit of being together in the future."

"So you're telling me, you'll be fine giving up the partying, the sleeping around, while focusing on me? What if I have a special event on your important concert or you win an award? Or we make plans and it's always push aside! You know, this is a lot?" Miles wipes his final tears. "Hobie, I love you so much. You don't know how much I love, you're my Moonflower, mi amor. I want you to be happy, but I know I can't make you happy- not right now." He grabs his boyfriend's hands, "You will always be my soulmate."

He looks into those dark eyes seeing his Hobie filled with hurt. His punker sighs looking exhausted, "I know. I'm sorry, Sunflower. Things haven't been well with us." His hand gripped tightly on Miles's hands, "I thought I was being selfish... I wanted us, I love you. You are my everything. You're my Sunflower- fuck, I even wrote that song of you."

"Sunflower became your hit single." Miles giggles, smiling at him. "Hobie, I know. I know. But we'll be fine."

"What if we never see each other again? Or we just... never got back together?"

"Only time can tell." Miles softly said, "Even if all that happen, your still my soulmate."

"You're mine, too." Hobie nodded, "I fucking love you so much."

"Me too."

Hobie saw their food on the table, "Let's go back to my place and I wanna show you how much I love before... before we officially end it."

Miles giggles, "Alright."

The two left the burger joint with their take-out. The two spend their times in Hobie's bedroom kissing, touching, feeling each other one last time. Hobie pulls away from their kiss, he smells his boyfriend's scent, "You smell good... sweeter."

"Heh, really?"

"Yeah, you're so soft." Hobie worries Miles was stressing over his classes, maybe gaining weight because his muscles were much leaner. He feels so soft.

"Bad?"

"No, never. You're always beautiful to me." He purr kissing him back.

Miles let out a purr with his arms wrapping around his boyfriend's neck, the bed sheets semi-covering them. They were in love, in passion, it was bittersweet. It was the last time they share their bodies, showing their love.

After that, Miles graduated from high school, Hobie had sent him a bouquet of Sunflowers with a letting saying, "I'm proud of you, Sunflower. XOXOXO Hobie." Miles smiles happily at the gift that he had the sunflowers dried up and made it into a necklace. He got a full ride to Princeton University.

As for Hobie, he went on tour, soon his popularity sky rocket with a much large fanbase. His charms, his looks got him into modeling, and movies. He was involved in a lot of collabs with famous artists, celebrities and talk show host. His band had reached the top Billboards, winning many awards.

Yes, the two had achieved their dreams, over time they forgotten about each other. Life, new friends, new drama got them so focus that anything about high school became a memory. Yet from time to time, they feel they lack in the love compartment. They would think back wondering the 'What if?'

-Ten years later-

The Punk star was busy walking in a mall being twenty nine years old, a tall man wearing leather jacket and pants, thick combat boots, and shredded crop top. His hair long in dreads and gold cuffs. New piercings on his face and ears. Wearing thick Sunglasses, "Oi, what does Manny want? I'm at the mall I'll buy him- what do you mean no? Don't be like that, Mindy! Ugh, ain't you a peach, darling." He scowls at his Smartphone, "Oh, so it's about the check, huh?"

The Punker was getting looks here and there, luckily there was barely anyone in the mall. It's a school day and it's morning, Hobie kept walking still on the phone. Then without a thought, someone passed him, with a very familiar scent.

A scent of fresh tropical shea butter, coconut and floral perfume. It took him a moment trying to figure out where that scent came from, or who does it remind him of someone. Hearing his baby's mama on the phone, he said, "No, 'am listenin'."

Once he speaks, the person that pass him by quickly turns over, "Hobie?" An odd feminine voice, he never heard before yet it felt familiar.

The Punker turns around, his eyes on the female figure. She had long box braids hair, wore a mint green long sleeve, and blue jeans with some white shoes. She looks at him with a kind smile as she hold the brown strap of her purse. "Long time no see." She had this big beautiful smiles with those gorgeous big honey-brown doe eyes.

Hobie's eyes widen from shock, he stares at the figure as if time was froze. No words came out of his mouth, the voice of his baby's mama ring his ear. The female figure gave a weak shrug. He quickly hung up his Smartphone slowly going up to the woman, "Sun-sunflower? Oh my god... is that really you?" His mouth opens before thinking.

"In the flesh." She giggles.

Hobie hugs her tightly having to twirl her around, "SUNFLOWER! It's fucking good to see you!" He could smell her scent, delicious tropical coconut scent!

"Ahh," She squeals being picked up and twirl making her laugh, "Moonflower! You causing a scene!" Some people had their attentions on them.

"So-sorry." He put her down, his hands on her shoulders, "Wow. Just wow!" HIs Miles... is a woman! "Luv, your-your a bloody lass?" He asked out loud still in shock, "I hardly recognize you."

Miles giggles, "It's Mimi, now. Actually, I'm a trans-woman, Hobie."

"What? Since when?" Hobie gawks at his Miles completely look like a woman.

"Um..." She bites her bottom lip, "After we broke up, I think? I actually started taking hormones at the end of my senior year. I didn't tell you because I was still figuring myself out."

"You know, I would accept you, Sunflower. I would've been supportive." Hobie frowns at this, "Is this why you were wearing make up, tight clothing, dresses?"

"Yeah! You're a fast thinker, Hobie Brown." She smiles at him with her honey-brown eyes gleaming with joy.

Hobie felt his body going pink, his beautiful Sunflower. "You're gorgeous! As a man and as a woman."

"Awe, you're making me blush." Mimi could feel her heart pounding against her chest, her hands sweaty. It been so long, she did miss her Hobie.

"You're so beautiful, I knew I smelled you when you passed by me," Hobie's eyes can go heart shape, his heart beating against his chest. His stomach filled with butterflies. Old love rising again. His soulmate is right here.

"Ohh creepy," She teased when she raised her left hand. That's when Hobie saw an engagement ring.

"Wait... you're married?" Hobie asked, his eyes squinting at the ring. Looks cheap. He felt upset seeing that. Not when his Soulmate was finally here. His hand quickly took Mimi's left hand to have a good look at the ring.

"Oh, this." She forced at smile at her ex-boyfriend, "Um... actually it's a long story!" Then rubs her ring being content with it.

"Well, there's a cafe over there and you can tell me all about it, hmm?" Hobie put his arms around her shoulder, he noticed at Mimi gotten shorter, and her shoulders weren't broad like when she was Miles in high school. "How 'bout it, luv?"

"Alright. A cup of coffee would be nice." She giggles, as she walks with him close.

Hobie wanted to know if she was married or engaged. He didn't know what to do if she is. What if she is in- "I'm divorced, y'know." She finally said as the two waited in line to order coffee.

"Huh?" He asked.

"After all these years, I can still know when you're anxious. Hehehe you're so funny, Hobie." She giggles, "I'm giving you a peace of mind."

"Divorce, you say?" He gave a small smirk, "So single?"

"Very." She added with her eyes on him. "I'll pay for-" He took out his black card with a big grin on his face, "I got this, Sunflower." He saw her putting back her wallet into her purse. "What do you want?"

"Iced Americano." She tapped her bottom lip seeing the menu. "I'll have a danish pastry, too."

"Alright." Hobie put his shades on the collar of his shredded white crop top. The tall punker got in front of the barista, "Ello luv, I'll have two iced Americanos, large and one danish pastry and a blue berry muffin."

"Alrighty, coming right up. It'll be fifteen, seventy five." The barista said, putting up the price on the register.

Hobie pays for it through his black card, and got his receipt. The two went to find a table to talk, they were sort of the only ones around. There was one student doing homework in the corner. Another side is an old man sipping his coffee while reading the newspaper. Then, two young adults talking about a movie.

The Punker chuckles as he lay back on his seat, "Does that remind you of any one?" He moves his chin upward to mimic pointing at the student in the corner.

"Oh gawd, not your throwing shade on me." She rolled her eyes, "But that was so me when I got my Masters."

"Oh look at you, being a scholar." Hobie chuckles with a smile on his face, it felt like he was happy, again. All this time, he was on autopilot with his emotions. "Not going for a PHD."

"Uhhh, maybe. Who knows." She had her fingers rubbing her wedding finger, the ringing move side to side. She's nervous. "Heh, my divorce was a bit expensive. My wallet was crying paying for my lawyer."

"Oh? What did the bloke do- More so, who is this bloke?" Hobie asked then he frowns, "Don't tell me, it's Benny boy."

"Oh my gosh," She burst out laughing while tucking her box braids behind her ear, "You remember him?"

"Hmpfh."

"After all these years you're still jealous?"

"I'm telling you, he had a thing for you."

"Oh yeah? Well, the reason he was around me so much, he's trans!"

"What?"

"He's a transman and he was giving me advices about what I should expect and stuff at the time." Mimi giggles at Hobie's facial expression, "He's living his best life, right now. I work with his cousin and my ex-husband."

"Wait, you're telling me a lot of stuff right now. You work with your ex?"

"Oh sorry, I-" The barista called out, "Number 38!" Hobie check his receipt then turns to his ex-partner, "Wait just a moment, luv. I gotta get our order."

Mimi nodded, before going to check her phone. A text from her ex-husband appeared on the family group chat.

Miguel: Are you going to take Gabriel for the weekend?

Mimi: Of course, we had plans to go to a cat cafe. ☺️

Gabriella: WHOA! I wanna get the choco-cat cake! -sends a cute photo of a chocolate cat with a frosting shape of a black cat sleeping on it.-

Miguel: Alright. Are you home safe?

Mimi: I'm meeting with an old friend.

Gabriella: Is someone we know?

Miguel: Send location, plz. Need to know your safe.

Mimi: -send location- No, he's an old high school ex of mine.

Miguel: ??? How did this happen?

Gabriella: 😲 Are you on a date? See, old man! You should start dating, too.

Mimi let out a giggles from her mouth seeing how her step-daughter likes to poke fun at her dad. They were married for three years and dated two years, overall five years of history. Shame how their love wasn't the same as the beginning of their relationship. Thus a divorce happened. Don't get her wrong, she loves her step-child as her own, this is why she has partial custody. Only every two weeks on the weekends.

Hobie came back with their drinks and snacks, "Hey, what are you laughing about?"

"Oh," She set her phone down on the table with a smile on her face, "My step-child, she was scolding her dad."

"So you married with a kid in the fam?" Hobie sat back down as he handed her iced Americano and pastry. "Who is this bloke that let you get away?" He flirted at his Sunflower, because what kind of idiot would let her go. HIs Miles, His Mimi that is so beautiful so perfect.

"Awe, Hobie." She shyly tuck her box braid behind her ear, she does this when she's flustered. Hobie's lips slowly turning to wide smile, seeing her like this... it makes his heart flutter. "Well, I've been with Miguel for five years. We dated for two and married for three. Um... we met at work. Turns out Ben has this cousin name Peter that got me a job at Alchemax, while I was trying to finish my BA. I had trouble finding internships because you know, me being trans and getting discriminated. Luckily, Peter being so kind to me got Miguel to hire me."

"So you married your boss?"

"You can say that. We work in genetic engineering, and I helped him with getting the reports handed out and check on our projects. We kinda clicked and dated." She felt so nervous talking about this. It's like she was caught cheating from her Hobie, and now she has to speak the truth. It felt weird. "Miguel is a great man, husband, and dad. He helped me through my transitioning." She finally said.

"So you actually... cut it?" Hobie asked being curious. "Sorry if that sounds rude, luv."

Mimi nodded, "Hehehe, your good, Hobie. I have a vagina now. I never felt so happy being me!" She smiles at him. "I feel complete like this is what I always yearn for."

"Well, you look beautiful, luv. You are glowing." His eyes on her, "I wish I was there to support you. I can't imagine going through that. Wasn't it traumatic?"

"Well, I had at the time my husband supporting me, our friends, his daughter... I went to therapy for it. There's times where I do think about my organ being cut and if I didn't go along with it. But my surgery was fine, Miguel made sure I had the best doctors and so far, I'm at peace with myself." She sips her Iced American through a straw. "Mm. So, what about you, Mr. Punk Star? You been making waves ever since?"

"OH me? Nah, nothing is interesting." Hobie scoffs, "Same ole' Same ole'." he didn't want to talk about himself. He wanted to hear more on Mimi's life, her journey. His Soulmate is here and he didn't want to blabber about his stupid years.

"Ohh, come on, I've told me my story."

"Mmm?" He hummed thinking about it.

Mimi did her cute puppy eyes, "Please, Moonflower?" She's so curious to know.

Hobie couldn't say no, his heart burst with love. "Alright. Alright. You still have a hold on me, Sunflower."

"Hehehe. I can see." She snickers.

"Well, I am a dad... got a little sprog named Manny if you haven't follow those nosy podcasters about me life." Hobie finally admits, he pulls out his phone.

She gasps being surprised, "OMG, Hobie Brown, you're a dad? I don't believe it!"

"Here. My lad." He handed her his phone to show his photo of his three year old son.

"Oh my god, he does look like you," She smiles happily. "And the Mrs.?"

"Baby mama, and no we're not together. We been on and off, she just always seems to care about the child support." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you planning to stay with her?" Mimi asked having to feel envious for the woman, she got her Hobie.

"Nah, we never work out..." His eyes yearning for her instead, "besides, I think I'm interested in this one specific person."

"Oh?" Her heart pounds rushing all the blood through her head being excited, she kept calm, "Who is this specific person?"

"A beautiful Sunflower." His hand touches her, "You know, not a day goes by when I don't think about you."

"You're such a flirt. You couldn't possibly think of me while you're out partying and being famous." She giggles.

"OKay, that might be cheesy. But luv, I never met anyone like you. You are my Soulmate." Hobie explains, his hand holding on to her, "Its not the same. What we had? I could never found anyone like that- these feelings- Even right now, I'm taking all my will power to not kiss you, hold you, feel you." His hands started to do more than hold, he's massaging her feeling her soft skin.

Mimi's eyes sparkle with love, it felt like she was in high school all over, again. "Hobie..."

"Luv, let's try again. We're older, and free. Your single. I'm single. What could go wrong? You miss me too." Hobie's voice low, deep with a certain charm.

"Mi amor, your famous and I'm... I'm trans, you would get hated and-" Hobie snorted, "Fuck it. I finally got to see you, again and I'm not planning to let you go."

Mimi couldn't help but let a flustered smile, her cheeks warm, "You wanna take that leap, again?"

"I do." Hobie felt her hand holding onto his a bit tighter this time.

Later, the Punker walks with Mimi back to her apartment. He wanted to be with her till she got home safely. The two took their sweet time getting there. They stop at old places they use to date, ate lunch, heck they even took a stroll in Central Park. They were holding hands, and cuddling feeling like nothing has changed, their love felt so fresh.

Mimi got to her apartment in Brooklyn, "Well, here we are!"

"Heh, you don't live too far from your parents."

"Hey, Billie have to go somewhere else than stay at home." She mentions about her little sister. Billie is only ten years old, "and she always have my dad dropping her off here and Gabi is always coming by whenever her dad is so busy." She got to the top steps while Hobie stood along with her.

"I guess, this is it, eh?" Hobie finally asked.

"Wo-would you," She felt his hands around her waist, "like... if you want, since you must be busy... and it's cold today- would you like to come inside?"

"Is that because I'm cold or something else?" He lowly asked with his lips getting closer to her mouth. Eyes slowly closing as he felt sweet tropical scent.

"Maybe something else." Mimi's eyes slowly closed as she felt Hobie's lips on her. Her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him into a heat passionate kiss.

Hobie swept her off her feet as he felt his old love burning like a dim candle suddenly burst into its bright flames. He never felt so in love. They share tongue, feeling every part of their mouth. God, it felt so right. It's like they were the missing piece into their puzzle. Mimi took her keys struggling to open the front door, being so busy kissing her ex.

Hobie helps her unlock her apartment door, they went in. Somehow they made it to Mimi's floor and her apartment. The doorknob struggles to open, while Hobie chuckles. "Someone is eager."

"Oh hush you too." She felt her lips swollen, "Unless you don't want too-" Hobie quickly kisses her like a hungry beast, "I do! Luv, don't be cruel. I was joking." They had their sloppy kisses when they enter Mimi's apartment. Hobie kick the door shut when she got her keys out.

The next thing happens, the two fell on top of the couch with clothes being tossed around. Mimi's wearing a b-cup size laced pastel cream bra. Hobie had no time kissing those beautiful breasts, her neck... every part of her body. Same did Mimi, she kisses Hobie's pierced nipples, his six pack, and belly button. They were in love, their passionate sex was gentle, romantic, holding hands to the point they refuse to let each other go. It felt like their love for each other never went away but became like an addictive drug.

When their passion ended, Hobie kisses his beloved's shoulder as the two were wrapped around a thin blanket, "Mmm, that amazing." He mutters.

"Mm, it was." She kisses his lips feeling his hands wrapping around her waist, "I love you, Hobie."

"I love you, too, Mimi."

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #across the spider verse

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willel · 1 year

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The problem I see is that most ppl who are currently asking for interactions/conversations between Joyce and Jonathan tend actually to have a narrow and somewhat distorted perception of their relationship, and that’s mainly constructed from Jonathan’s alleged perspective, btw. I think that’s the point other people are now reacting to.

But do you not see why people might be framing this from Jonathan's perspective right now in the grand scheme of things?

In season 1, Joyce's character was fixated on her boys , Hopper, the government, and supernatural plot.

Season 2, Joyce was fixated on Will, Bob, a bit of Hopper, the government, and the supernatural plot.

Season 3, Joyce was fixated on Hopper, the Soviets, and a dash of the supernatural plot at the end.

In season 4, Joyce was fixated on Hopper and the Soviet plot.

As a fan of the Byers family overall, you gotta think, "In what way can you bring back the family dynamic in an interesting way that won't lead to complete disaster, but can be tense with a little drama but the outcome would be overwhelming good?"

So then you look at her boys which she's been separated from for 2 seasons.

For Will, it's pretty easy. He has his sexuality arc going on right now. Although Will didn't outright say it, Jonathan made it super duper clear he already knows and accepts him.

We know Joyce is gonna accept him too and I'm sure HE knows that as well, but it still takes a lot of courage to come out and say it to someone. Even if he doesn't, would be nice for his mom to give him a similar or maybe even more obvious pep talk about how she loves him no matter what. Could apply to both his sexuality and maybe whatever supernatural stuff he's going to go through.

Joyce and Will are easy and done with.

Now you look at Jonathan. What is Jonathan dealing with? He's literally destroying his life because he feels personally responsible for taking care of his family. He lied to his family and girlfriend about school and is letting everything crumble around him.

So then, as someone who loves the Byers family, how might some Byers family moments fix this?

I think the obvious answer would be Joyce finding out he lied about the school situation since she's been anxiously waiting for his college acceptance letter while he's at high school. I think it's obvious upon finding that out, she would confront her son. I think it's obvious when poked even a little bit, all of Jonathan's troubles would come spilling out whether he wants them to or not.

I can't say how fast that subplot would be resolved after it all gets out in the open, but without a doubt I think the result would be exactly as they were in season 1. Even when they were bickering or Joyce was scolding him it always resulted in hugs and understanding (ESPECIALLY that time when she was frustrated with his 'I can do it myself' attitude, the EXACT same issue he's having right now)

Like, is this not from Joyce's perspective?? Jonathan is her son. She doesn't like it when he acts like a lone wolf and takes on too many responsibilities whether it's killing a monster or working when he shouldn't.

This is the character arc Jonathan is going through. She's had to put up with this behavior before in season 1 and we already saw exactly how she'd resolve that. A confrontation. A stern talking to. A pep talk. Reassurance. A hug. Some tears.

They keep saying "We're going to circle back to season 1" and yet people seems to have forgotten how Joyce and Jonathan were in season 1...... things weren't sunshine and rainbows but they made it work. They were adorable and loving.

Like of course, people will talk about what Jonathan must be feeling right now. But it's because these are all things people hope Joyce would notice, just like she has in previous seasons, and save her son from his misery.

I'd like to finish off by saying, again, THIS DOES NOT MAKE JOYCE A BAD MOTHER and I still don't know how people can jump to that conclusion after reading all this. She's without a doubt the best mom on the entire show and the only competition is Terry Ives. Like.... Joyce is grade A material, no wonder every man in the solar system has tried to get with her.

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creambunnie · 2 years

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Only You

TXT - Yeonjun X You (Y/N)

fluff angst

Enjoy~~

you swung your interwined hands together happily as you and Yeonjun walked to the restaurant you planned to meet your friends.

you have been dating Yeonjun for almost three months now and you thought it was a good time to introduce your friends to him. Yeonjun agreed and was happy that you were proud of having him as your boyfriend.

you were meeting some of your closest friends since college, Yubi and Hyuk. the both of them were happy when they heard that you met a nice guy and wanted them to neet Yeonjun.

the four of you ordered your food and chatted while waiting for it to be served.

"so, how is work life? hard right?" Yubi started. Hyuk faked a sob and nodded his head slowly.

"college days were hard but working is harder!!"

Yeonjun chuckled and joined the conversation naturally.

he had always been able to easily get along with others. you were a bit envious at his social skills, but you were also grateful for them. or else, the two of you probably won't be together right now.

your food finally came, and as usual, you shared some of yours with Yeonjun while he shared some of his with you. it was a habit the two of you adopted.

Yubi squealed inwardly at the scene and expected Hyuk to do the same, but they weren't dating and Hyuk was not a very sensitive guy, so that did not happen.

you were enjoying your food when you accidentally dropped your spoon on your dress, staining it quite badly.

"clumsy as ever, babe" Yeonjun cooed as he picked the spoon from your lap.

"i'll go to the washroom for a bit. you guys continue eating, okay?"

Yubi wanted to help but you insisted her to stay with the boys. you didn't want to trouble her. Yubi hesitated for a bit but ended up sitting back down and continued eating.

Hyuk took this chance and asked Yeonjun a surprising question.

"is it hard dating y/n?"

Yeonjun's eyes twitched before he shook his head.

"what do you mean by hard? she is a lovely person,"

Hyuk sighed and leaned forward. "i mean, is it hard trying to be affectionate with y/n? well, she hates skinships after all. she doesn't even like it if we link arms, not even with Yubi. it is also hard to hear y/n say sweet words. no i miss you or i love you among us friends. i understand that y/n has her own love language, but i was wondering how you managed to stay with her for three months? you hate skinships too?"

Yubi had been giving Hyuk looks, signalling him to stop asking and saying unnecessary things. Yeonjun looked shocked. before he could answer anything, you came back from the washroom.

"sorry for the wait, uhhh, is everything okay?"

you sensed the sudden tension between the three people on the table.

"yes yes! everything is okay. uhm anyway y/n, me and Hyuk have another appointment after this, so is it okay if we excuse ourselves first?"

you were confused but nodded anyway.

the four of you separated in front of the restaurant after saying your goodbyes to each other.

"sooo should we go back to your place first? i was thinking of movie time while cuddling!"

Yeonjun was still quiet since you came back from the washroom. it was like he was in a daze, too deep into his thoughts.

you pouted and tugged Yeonjun's sleeve to catch his attention. "babe? is everything okay?"

Yeonjun looked at you with a confused expression before nodding. "yeah, let's go,"

you were about to hold his hand, but Yeonjun avoided it by scratching his cheek. you tried again but he also avoided it again.

you were confused and scared. did you do something wrong? did something happen when you were not at the table?

Yeonjun was silent the whole ride home. you wanted to ask him again but you know that pestering him while he was driving was a bad idea, so you kept quiet.

you bit your trembling lips, trying your best not to cry. it was all okay earlier, why was he giving you the cold shoulder all of a sudden?

the both of you arrived at Yeonjun's house, the atmosphere was still tense, and you hated it. Yeonjun was unlocking the front door when you decided that maybe it was better to give him some space.

"babe, i think i'm gonna go home for today. you can rest, okay?" you tried not to sound shaky.

Yeonjun's hand paused as he quickly turned his head to look at you.

you gave him a small smile before walking away. Yeonjun slapped his own face and quickly stopped you. "no i'm sorry, please stay,".

your eyes were already teary and you didn't have time to wipe them before Yeonjun grabbed you.

Yeonjun was shocked when he saw that you were crying. he felt guilty and mad at himself.

Yeonjun helped you wipe your tears as he guided you into his house.

he hesitated for a bit before hugging you. you sniffed and clutched the front of his shirt. "did my friends say anything for you to act like this?"

Yeonjun gulped before pulling you away from him to look at your face.

"babe, please be honest with me. have you been forcing yourself to endure my touch all these while?"

you frowned in confusion. "huh?"

Yeonjun bit his lips before rubbing his nape.

"Hyuk said that you hated skinships, even with close friends. and that you rarely say affectionate words to them. which is the total opposite of me. i always want to touch you, and i always ask you to say sweet words back to me. i am so dumb, i don't even know what my girlfriend likes and doesn't like.."

you sighed before stepping forward and pecking his pouty lips. you then wrapped your arms around Yeonjun's waist and buried your face into his chest.

"if i feel forced, i would have broken up with you since day 1. i never hated your touch nor hated saying sweet words to you. what Hyuk said was true, i hate skinships, with friends. but with my lover? of course i don't. why would i hold hands with my friends? i don't have feelings for them. i like you! that is why skinships with you is okay."

Yeonjun hugged you back tightly and rubbed his head on yours.

"i'm so sorry for acting like that earlier. i was just scared that i have been forcing you to do things that you don't like. i like you very much and i don't want you to feel bad around me,"

you chuckled and pecked his cute lips again a few times.

"you must know that the way i treat my friends is different than how i treat you, my lover! you are special! so don't feel down anymore, okay?"

Yeonjun finally smiled and nodded at your words.

he gave you a short sweet kiss before the two of you continued your day happily.

a/n : i hope yall enjoyed this short imagine! Yeonjun's pouty lips are so cute, i can't not write about them.

#txt #tomorrow x together #txt yeonjun #txt imagines #txt fluff #txt angst #yeonjun imagines #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun angst #choi yeonjun

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crisispider · 1 month

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❝ ER's not so bad. Scary rotation at first, suuuure. ❞ He's a resident now, it's whole thing that he knows he's working hard for. People that knew him before medical school which came after college (two whole things that surprised a lot of people even his wife Bobbi had been). Clint already knows where he's taking his medical career, trauma and emergency was where he was going to be best suited even if it was stitches; the influx of patients and rush needed for whatever came through those doors. Every year there's new third years but one Peter Parker was the guy that he got stuck with at least on today of days when the elevator decides to lock them in. It's not a dire emergency, no one was hurt; just Clint and Peter stuck in the elevator while they waited be gotten out.

❝ Actually ER's the only fun place besides Ortho; I won't be making my decision for a few more years but you gotta think of your speciality like it's the Bachelor. I'm down to the final two, deciding who I'm inviting to the fantasy suites; Ortho or Trauma and ER, and by the finale, I gotta propose to one at the end of the night. ❞ He pats the new third year medical student on the shoulder, gives him a grin. He's torn between the two, on one hand Ortho did get to break bones for living but ER's fast paced; kept him from getting bored.

❝ Think of it like you are dating everyone, even your residents and attendings. Date around, see what's out there. Sleep around with the ones that seem like they're a good roll in the sock. ❞ Best advice he could give to Peter.

( parker's anatomy au but the boys ✨️ the idea of Peter, medical student, and clint intern resident, and this is clint's advice to Peter is too funny for me )

@mastcrmarksman

Peter has no idea how he got here. Trapped in an elevator with the hot resident who was comparing picking a specialty to the BACHELOR of all things.

'What the fuck is your life Parker?'

To be fair, all things considered? Things could be worse, but that doesn't mean he wasn't trying to find ways to subtly wipe his hands on his pants because he couldn't get them to stop being clammy. But Clint was Clint in all the best ways.. and there was just something so comforting about him?

It was like the guy knew exactly what to say to just calm them down and to take all of the tension out of a situation, giving space for a person to breathe and just relax. So needless to say, Peter was feeling a range of emotions that he really didn't know what to do with, and all he had been trying to do was go home after an excruciatingly long shift, where he spent the entire time feeling like an absolute anxiety filled moron.

"I think you would make an phenomenal ER attending."

It slipped out.

Blurted out even.

But there was no taking it back now, and he found himself just staring like a deer in headlights at the VERY CLOSED doors in front of them. There was no escaping this level of mouth vomit that he managed to walk himself into.

"I-i just mean.. you are always so cool under pressure, and since there is a lot of face pace and high stress in the emergency room and that is a really important quality to hav- I'm shutting up." He barely managed to stop himself from babbling on and on, trying to dig himself out of that particular word vomit.

"I..um.. What i meant to say was.. I already know what specialties I'm going into. " Yes. He said that right. specialties, as in plural. He had double majored in medical school, and was ATTEMPTING two be in two separate intern programs. (Something he was only able to pull off because his parents had been well hospital legends. )

"Which is probably good.. because i would be TERRIBLE in a bachelor.

#[ ◉¯] ✧˖° ♡ → Parker AU tag pending!#mastcrmarksman #pls enjoy peter being a disaster

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shoumeitsuki · 4 months

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fulgur ovid × uki violeta (cychic / psyborg)

characters : fulgur ovid, uki violeta

extra characters : alban knox, sonny brisko, yugo asuma (noctyx), luca kaneshiro, mentions of shu yamino, ike eveland, mysta rias, enna alouette, millie parfait, and some others i forgot idk

warnings : none really it's a fluff like always OH but it's ooc (?)

summary : the school's most popular guy actually falls for another guy's charm. he's thinking of asking the latter out for prom. but...?

woa first fanfic of the year

btw i probably won't write the school graduation part since it's not really necessary

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February 4th, 20XX; 10 days before prom; 30 days before graduation

"pog, fulgur! what are you doing?" the familiar boy with dirty blonde hair, some of it tied up in a ponytail called fulgur's name when he saw him just staring at something.

"fulgur..?" he calls again, confused on why fulgur just ignored him. he tries to look for what fulgur's looking at.

turns out, he was looking at a boy with magenta & purple hair and heterochromatic eyes.

"... oh, you're here? sorry, i got distracted. what did you want?" fulgur said, clearing his throat. it seemed he got too distracted looking at the g̶o̶r̶g̶e̶o̶u̶s̶ boy that he ignored luca's loud voice.

"you were looking at uki? what, do you have a crush on him or something? you gonna ask him out for prom?" luca jokes.

"not so loud..!" fulgur whispers, quickly trying to shut luca up. however, the loud voice calling uki's name made the boy look at them.

❛𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶-?❜ uki thought, then sees the school's most popular student covering another guy's mouth.

❛𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵— 𝘮𝘦? 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩? 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺.❜ uki thought while blushing slightly, doubting that what he heard was right.

❛𝘨𝘰𝘥, 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴.❜ uki thought again, before being snapped out of his thoughts by his friends, sonny, alban and yugo.

"uukii?? you okay??" alban asked while shaking uki's shoulders, grabbing his attention.

"you were staring at them for a while. do you have a crush on any of them or something?" alban asked playfully, receiving an "oh shut up!" from uki.

"changing the topic, graduation is soon... and we go to college soon." uki, blushing slightly, decided to bring up the topic about their school graduation.

they're all grade 12, meaning they will go to college soon. however, yugo will unfortunately be going to college overseas, which means he & the other boys will have to separate.

this deeply saddens the boys.

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"so~ about earlier. do you actually like uki or what?" luca asked in a teasing tone, but actually wondering about fulgur's actual feelings.

fulgur trusted luca, so he told him the truth, which he did in fact like uki. he never really notice the boy since they were in different classes, but ever since he found out about him, he fell in love in first sight.

"well... somehow, 𝘺𝘦𝘴..." fulgur said, blushing lightly. "i really don't know how i kept my composure when he started staring at us, though..." fulgur added.

"oho~ this is new. don't worry, your secret is safe with me. and my boyfriend." luca pauses, teasing him again.

"don't worry, i won't actually tell him..." luca continues after fulgur gives him a glare, not wanting to anger the cyborg.

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"guys. this night sound stupid." uki says, gathering alban, sonny and yugo's attention.

"what?" the three said in unison, wondering what could sound so stupid from the uki violeta himself.

"i'm trusting you guys with this... i have a crush on the most popular guy. if you dare tell anyone i'm gonna fucking kill you bitches, remember this." uki whispers, the last sentence making everyone jump a little.

"o-okay..!" they all said together, not wanting to make their lives shorter than it already is.

"good." uki says, glaring at them with his arms crossed.

"graduation's soon though, why don't you confess to him? you never know until you try." yugo says, breaking the awkward silence before he drinks some of his milkshake he bought earlier.

"i don't know. maybe i'll try soon. maybe i can ask him to be my prom date?" uki says, "though i don't think it'll be possible unless i go up to him before other bitches do." uki added.

"just try. like you said, it won't be possible if you wait for him to go up to you— that's not supposed to be an insult by the way... i'm just saying that you should go up to him before others do. it's now or never, uki. go for it!" alban encourages.

"i think i'll go for it later? what do you think?" uki asks. "also, help me with advice on how to confess and ask him to prom, don't be a useless bitch." he adds.

"uhm, just be confident. that's how i asked out alban." sonny said. alban nodded as a way to say "he's right."

"ookay, i'll try. thanks for the advice, i guess", uki then gets up.

"right now?!" alban & yugo said in unison.

"you said "it's now or never", not me, alban." uki starts walking to the doors of the classroom, making his way to fulgur's classroom.

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when uki enters the classroom, the room starts breaking out in whispers, and uki could make out some of them.

"what's he doing here?" i hear he's gay." "wait he's kinda cute, how come I haven't known him?" "where's he going?" "did he forget something?" was most of the chatter he could hear.

he tried his best to be confident, like swaying his hips when he walks. (i don't know what i was thinking when i wrote this)

he then went up to fulgur's desk, catching the latter off guard when he noticed that uki went up to him.

"may i help you..?" fulgur tried his best to keep calm, not wanting to embarrass himself infront of uki.

"i like you. so, will y- actually, no, 𝙞 *𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩* 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚." uki says—well, demands, emphasizing the 'want'. he puts both his hands on fulgur's desk while staring right at fulgur.

"?!" fulgur tried not to blush, which he somehow successfully did?

"what's the answer? it better be an 'i like you too', then a 'yes'." uki asks, but sort of threatens him by the end of it.

"i like you too. and sure, i'll go to prom with you." fulgur accepts right after, smiling.

uki starts blushing when he got that straightforward response. he didn't expect to be accepted, but he did.

"then... let's meet up later to get to know each other." uki says, before leaving the classroom. "see you 𝘧𝘶𝘶-𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯~" uki says teasingly, before leaving the classroom, only to be met with the boys.

"congrats!" they all said in unison, with uki thanking them.

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February 14th, 20XX; 10 days after uki's confession, the day of prom; 20 days before graduation

uki received lots of help from the girls. they picked out a lot of what uki's currently wearing, which is a black suit with accents of purple and red with a white collared shirt underneath, black pants, some black platformed shoes since he still wants to look hot, and some extra accessories like a purple watch, some necklaces, and even a pair of earrings.

the girls teamed up with luca and fulgur's other friends too, and made their outfits match, with fulgur wearing a white suit with red & purple accents, and whatever uki was wearing, but with red instead of purple.

they made them wear matching earrings, fulgur wearing the right earring and uki wearing the left one.

since prom was at a banquet hall the school rented, they had to drive there. thankfully, there were buses specifically for students who can't drive to get to the banquet hall or have busy parents who can't drive them there.

it's now 19:00 (7PM), and almost everyone surprisingly made it to the banquet hall on time, with some students being late.

when uki got there, he was immediately greeted by sonny & alban.

"fulgur's over there, by the way." alban says, pointing to the direction of the area where fulgur is, the bar with non-alcoholic drinks.

"ohh okay, thanks." uki says, before running off. he ran into many people in the process though.

everyone was having a fun time, whether they went alone or with a prom date. he found that a few people he knew had a prom date, for example ike & mysta, shu & luca, and enna & millie.

then there's some who went alone, like yugo, selen & vox.

he then went up to fulgur, silently hiding behind him.

when fulgur turned around, he was surprised to see uki wearing things that matched his accessories.

"oh? you look lovely tonight." fulgur flirted with uki, making uki slightly blush.

they spent some time together, and when the time came, they danced together.

they did all kinds of things. eat, drink, play games, flirt, compliment each other, all kinds of stuff.

by the end of the night, most students have already gotten home. it was just a few students who decided to stay longer.

uki & fulgur were in the garden inside the hotel, looking at the flowers that have bloomed.

fulgur decided to sneak up on uki, before hugging him from behind, and muttering something in uki's ear.

what he whispered to him, you may ask? it was "𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶- 𝘯𝘰, 𝘪 *𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵* 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.", emphasizing the 'want'.

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i'm pretty sure this is shorter + lazier than my other works but it's okay lol

#fulgur ovid #nijisanji #nijisanji en #vtuber #fluff #noctyx #uki violeta #psyborg #luca kaneshiro #sonny brisko #alban knox #yugo asuma

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kita-shinsuke-whore · 2 years

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His Kitten

Toge Inumaki yuh.

TW: NSFW (MDNI!).

You stared at him, the only boy that won't talk about anything other than onigiri fillings because of his cursed speech. Only Megumi, your cousin can understand him. "Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Y/n, can both of you help Inumaki kun to handle the curses at the Hyogo's old asylum building?",Gojo said to the both of you. Megumi looked at you and he turned his vision to sensei back. He nodded his head so you ended up nodded your head although you just hate to go to old building since you hate eerie feelings. Megumi is the only person you know in the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College. Suddenly, Inumaki goes to your table and said, "Tuna Mayo". "He said nice to meet you. Thank you for your willingness to help me",Megumi said but his eyes are still attached to his phone. Oh how you beg to smack this spikey boy's head.

It took Ijichi three hours to drive three of you to the abandoned asylum and he dropped you and the two boys 2m from the entrance. "Y/N, please take care of yourself since this is your very first mission. I will take you all home after you managed to kill those curses. Bye kiddos!", Ijichi said while driving away. Three of you watched his car disappeared from view and turned around to look at the building. Those eerie feelings creep inside your spine and giving you chills. All of you stepped inside and started to divide positions.

"Y/n, prepare your vision and look around if you can see any curses", Megumi said. "S-sure.. ",you said. You close your eyes and trying to open your third visions to see curses. That's your specialty. You can open your third visions to see curses and you can manipulate or paralyzed them with your ruby eyes.

"No, they're not here, Gumi.",you said to your cousin. "Ight then, thanks, Y/n",Megumi said to you. "Inumaki senpai, i guess we can go inside now",he said to the boy that always steal your attention. "Tuna.",Inumaki senpai said while waving his hand. "He said we should focus as we are entering inside but be careful. Gojo sensei said one of the curses is a transparent one.",Megumi said.

You nodded your head and slowly follow them behind. "Mentaiko",Inumaki said again. "Separate",Megumi whispered to you. Inumaki went from the infront, you use the backdoor and Megumi use the emergency door.

It's dark inside the building. You use your third visions and see a curse is hiding behind the wall. You smirked and pretend as if you can't see it. You walked away and you heard the curse is following you behind. Your mind paralyzed the curse and you turned around. It's a big furry curse with 7 eyes and 3 hands. You controlled the curse for at least 10 minutes and killed the curse by taking Sukuna's finger, the reason why the curse just bursted out. You're proud with your curse although you're just a second grade.

You walked outside and saw Megumi and Inumaki were waiting for you. "Dead",you said. Megumi nodded his head and three of you went back to your dorm after finished up the mission. Ijichi invited three of you home and he is glad to see you all are safe and sound.

Time skip: (at the school dorm)

As you're about to step inside the bathroom, someone knocked on your room door. You wrapped yourself with a towel and opened the door. You saw Inumaki infront of you and he just walked inside the room. Butterflies in your stomach and your heart pounded so fast aren't helping your at this point. You shouldn't use a single piece of towel that only wrapped your body and not your limbs with your crush inside your room. Thank god you're not sharing room with anyone or you'll be a dead meat by now. You slowly lifted up your head to look at him only to found he is staring at you.

His pov:

Why does she needs to be in denial about liking me? She should knows how much her eyes are driving me insane just by looking at me. I don't have to turn around, my sense can feel it. The very first time i saw her, i wanna make her mine. I shouldn't use my curse in a wrong way but.. I just don't care anymore.

Reader's Pov.

He locked the door behind and slowly unzipped his jacket and said, "Its not nice to stare at me. You should confess your feelings, i won't bite",he said. You feel awkward, trying so hard not to make a weird face. You never see him talking since everyone said that he is a cursed speech user and the air is getting tensed. You tried to stand up and walked away until he commands you to kneel for him.

"Kneel for me".

Your knees automatically kneeled infront of him. He smirked and called you kitten. "Now... obey me as your dom~, my kitten".

The next day.

You told Megumi what just happened last night as he is still arranging his table. Then, Megumi sat next to you and he looked at you. "So, did you lose your v card?",he asked with his stoic face. You just feel the heat on your face is spreading to your body. You ignored Megumi's question and continue reading your book until Inumaki enters the class and looked at you. But he used his cursed speech to make you obey him once he stepped inside the room. "Dom",you said.. without your realisation. Megumi widened his eyes and looked at you. "What?",he said as his jaw dropped.

#jujutsu kaisen inumaki #inumaki toge #inumaki x reader #jjk fanfic #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk megumi

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