#unexpected error 17

[mimble-sparklepudding]

FFXIV Crashing

Might be a bit tricky to produce any screenshots or gpose thingies for a bit as FFXIV is crashing (Unexpected Error 17, apparently I skipped the first 16). It seems to be related to being in The Crystarium, as I can login to other characters in other places.

I think I will have to reinstall the whole game, but apparently I have to save loadouts and do uninstall things first, which is all rather scary sounding to a Luddite like myself. Please bear with me in the meantime.

Not having a very good day all round :.(

#ffxiv #technical issues #unexpected error 17 #well I wasn't expecting it #nobody expects the 17 error #sigh

[karinasbaby]

PARK JONGSEONG — TOUCH ME, FEEL ME.

— “come here and put it on my face, it’s like you know how good you taste.”

PAIRING: ceo!jay x model fem!reader (+17)

FEATURING… heeseung, jaeyun, sunghoon & sunoo (enhypen), ningning (aespa), yeonjun (txt), nicholas (&team).

WARNINGS: my third attempt at slight fluff, reader obv works in the modelling industry, making out, unprotected sex, oral (f & m), lots of kissing and make out sessions, usage of toys, jay is in love (sickeningly), soft dom jay !! dumbification, overstimulation (I can’t remember anymore pls tell me if I missed any)

WORD COUNT. 15.6k (HUH)

SYNOPSIS: a sneak peak into the life of Seoul’s most popular CEO along with the top model of the country.

៹ — A,NOTE. this is unfortunately NOT PROOFREAD / EDITED entirely, some sections are while some aren’t so pls pls ignore all grammatical errors / typos made as im finishing this off at 6 am without sleep and will be fixing it up tmrw <3 (pls pls read a,note 2 at the end !!)

— this one’s directed to my dearest hana for being there at 4 am to simp over jay (& hee but shhh) together + all my tall engenes bcs i hear u, i see u and i feel u baby. (and all my jay girlies too)

Park jongseong is a very busy man.

Presenting himself as a busy, workaholic and paperwork obsessed man was considered the norm in his building. The unhealthy attachment jongseong had to his office— specifically to his desk was one that raised eyebrows at South Korea’s most popular Chief Executive Officer.

The Park Corp. that his father generously built a stable foundation for back when he was still a young adult navigating his way through the business industry was now passed down to his trusted son in hopes of extending their empire all over the continent.

Hence the reason as to why the phrase “Park Jongseong was destined for success” rang throughout the young ceo’s ears within every vicinity his feet graced, yet jongseong couldn’t completely wrap his head around his ‘success’

In his younger years, he believed the life of luxury and success that he lived was considered normal. That was until he pursued a degree outside of his birth country and had to settle in a small apartment— taking care of his own self without the help of any maids that he had grown accustomed to back at home.

Jongseong could still remember his father’s constant pestering to change his mind, his father could’ve bought him the university he was studying at yet jongseong insisted on an average, one bedroom apartment in a semi-safe neighbourhood for his education by using the excuse of building up his experience.

Easily, his university years became his favourite. He was allowed his first taste of the average life, the normal one. where he was given the privilege to form friendships and bonds with people whom didn’t beg for his attention while staring directly into his pockets. The first taste of his own cooked meals when he got severely sick after a random takeout from a sketchy restaurant.

His first ever friend group flourished in front of his eyes without disappearing after a few months. His two bestfriends— Park Sunghoon along with Sim Jaeyun effortlessly altered his whole point of view on life, with unexpected rendezvous to grocery stores past midnight, random road trips after finishing their mind numbing exams, unexpected deep conversations about life that took place on the floor of jongseong’s apartment and the look of genuine care and affection in sunghoon and jaeyun’s eyes, jongseong felt normalcy.

He felt protected, he felt loved. Sure he was born to very caring parents, yet at his young age, he easily was able to tell the importance of work to his father when he would randomly disappear for weeks without any warning— leading jongseong to call him usually on the fourth day of his absence to ask when he was intending on returning.

“I can’t return yet son, our next meeting with The Kim’s company is scheduled in a week.” Or some other company meeting that was considered more important than jongseong’s own need of his presence in his life by miles.

He understood his father’s side perfectly now that he was placed in his exact position, the importance of work, meetings and the worry of the small voice in the back of his head grumbling about the possibility of failure and losing decades worth of his, his father’s and his grandfather’s hard work.

Yet with the headache that was splitting his head into two separate halves the longer he stared at his papers— the sight of the letters turning into gibberish along with his wrist’s automatic turn to land his signature on the papers, he couldn’t help but think ‘was it that hard?’ surely his father could have returned back for a few hours to watch his son shape himself into the man he grew to be— to comfort him during the days where he would have difficulty at school or problems with his friend, to see him accept his diploma.

Well, his father couldn’t. While his mother on the other hand decided to surprise her son after claiming that she had to join his father on a business trip when she stood up in the middle of the crowd to clap proudly when he went atop the stage, resulting in a bewildered and shocked jongseong to shake hands with his principal who was aggressively slapping his back while jongseong was staring in disbelief into his mother’s tear filled eyes with his own misty ones.

It was safe to say that jongseong had always had a healthier relationship with his mother than his father, it was thanks to her brilliant idea to open up the first branch dedicated to fashion under The Park Corp. that jongseong’s entire life changed.

Jongseong’s mother sacrificed years of her work to raise him to the best of her ability while his dad was working day and night to hopefully see his company see the light of success, during those years his mother was the first and only person to know and acknowledge jongseong’s passion for fashion designing.

The memory of his mother praising a doodle of a dress that he had made when his age was still in singular digits was imprinted in his mind, from her approval of the colour he chose to pointing out almost unnoticeable mistakes with certain parts of the ruffles along the shoulders— his mother shaped his fashion designing skills as he improved tremendously, a fire lighting up in his heart for designing pure art.

Though this new branch under his company meant more excessive work, more sleepless nights and less breaks. Jongseong made the decision to pull one of his joker cards that he was blessed with— Sim Jaeyun.

Assigning Jaeyun as the head of the branch was undoubtedly one of the best decisions he had made, the sight of jaeyun’s shocked eyes gazing at his own serious ones as he proposed the idea to his best friend was one that he will always remember vividly,

“Are you serious?” Jaeyun breathed out, his stare so intense on jongseong’s as he tried to unravel every and each layer of his expression in search of one tinge that would confirm his suspicions of this whole proposal being an entire joke, yet he spotted none.

when the burst of laughter from jongseong never arrived, fully leaving no room for jokes while the unexpected silence from Jaeyun was beginning to concern jongseong— Jaeyun threw himself into jongseong’s arms in complete relief and appreciation.

And at jaeyun’s shaky whisper of “Thank you so much.” Into his ear, jongseong knew he made a great decision.

His love for this decision only increased day by day as his assistant was now showing him photos of the newly casted models that jaeyun had signed, some models had already contacted the agency while others were radio silent, jongseong was paying attention to every word coming out of his assistant’s mouth till his finger swiped to a picture of a girl outside of a cafe,

“Who’s this?” Jongseong questioned, his eyebrows furrowing in focus at the back profile of the woman who was facing away from the camera, “Her name is y/n, she’s yet to contact us back—“ “where did you see her?” Jongseong cut him off,

His assistant, Sunghoon raised an eyebrow as jongseong never questioned the locations he was casting his models from— hell he barely even had time to know about jaeyun casting models let alone who they are, and now he’s suddenly asking where you’re from?

“The newly opened cafe, I don’t have her email yet— “ “then find it and sent it to me.” Jongseong interrupted once again resulting in sunghoon glaring at him for cutting him off, he huffed once he noticed jongseong was reaching for his phone, clearly displaying to sunghoon his annoyance.

“Why are you suddenly inter—“ “your break’s over.” Sunghoon had to bite his tongue from saying anything back to his best friend whom he sometimes forgot was also his boss as he closed the door to jongseong’s office behind him after he walked out.

And that was the day that jongseong’s life took another shift into a positive direction, the day where he decided to increase sunghoon’s paycheck for street casting you, for spotting you and bringing you into his life.

Here was jongseong now, approximately two years after establishing one of the most successful modelling agencies in the continent under jaeyun’s control, sitting in his office chair eating the lunch you had prepared for him as your schedule was empty this morning.

“When’s your next shoot, my love?” Jongseong spoke after swallowing, lifting his head to allow the sight of you sitting giddily on his boring leather couch to grace his eyes, you were always glowing in his office, casting a beautiful ray of light to the dull and lifeless space of his.

Especially now that you were wearing one of his own designs, a cute skirt paired with a cropped blazer, your hair styled prettily as you sat and fiddled with your fingers in excitement, “it’s at seven, are you going to visit me then?” You asked.

Even if you had attempted to hide your expectant tone of seeing him at your photoshoot and supporting you from behind the camera, jongseong easily detected it, he studied and observed everything about you.

“Of course I will, angel.” He replied, hands busy with reaching for a tissue as he finished his food, his eyes instantly falling back onto his paperwork before trailing back on you, “what time is it now?” You quickly checked your wrist watch “it’s two thirty,” he hummed at your response, “we should get going then.” He spoke out.

“But your meeting—“ “I’ll tell sunghoon to clear my schedule today, angel.” He ended before standing up, his figure tall in front of the sunlight in his office, he quickly reached behind for his blazer, the sunlight illuminating all of his veins and muscles as they flexed according to his movements, you totally weren’t distracted.

Once he coolly threw his jacket atop his shoulders, he walked towards you on the couch, “isn’t it too early? I mean we still have around four hours.” He pushed his glasses up his nose bridge as he looked downwards to meet your eyes, “I know, can’t I spend some time with my girlfriend before her photoshoot?” He smiled before reaching to take your hand.

You both step out of his office, your heels echoing throughout the halls of the floor while jongseong wrapped a protective arm around your waist guiding you towards the elevator.

You didn’t notice, but the sound of your heels had attracted some looks from jongseong’s workers, specifically from the newly hired employee that was on his first week of work, in jongseong’s peripheral vision he saw the movement of the new guy, very obviously swivelling his chair to get a good look while his coworker snickered at his gawking eyes, jongseong instantly recognised the agitating laughter— fucking yeonjun.

His laughter was instantly silenced when jongseong turned his head, he heard the screeching sounds of multiple chairs returning hastily to their original positions before he even fully turned, and with one sharp glare in yeonjun and the new employee’s direction, jongseong made a note to transfer both of them to a different department, as it wasn’t the first time yeonjun eyed his woman.

And he for sure wasn’t about to have another yeonjun around his office.

With a quick text to sunghoon, jongseong reached towards the wall next to the elevator, pressing the button before he returned his arm around your body, purposefully lowering his hand to your hip as he pulled you closer, “jong, your employees will see..” you whispered, aware of the fact that jongseong wasn’t the most comfortable when it came to publicly showing you affection. “Let them see.” He whispered back, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple.

Jongseong relished in the quiet gasps behind him along with the slight blush dusting your cheeks before the elevator dinged and he quickly pulled you inside with him.

He kept his arm secured around you till you reached the ground floor of his building, his hand then dropped to interlock with yours as both of you stepped outside of the gates, jongseong reached his other hand inside of his pocket once he neared his car, pulling out the keys to hand over to his bodyguard before he opened the back seat door for you.

It wasn’t common for jongseong to not drive his car, mainly handing over his keys on days where he felt exhausted or had begrudgingly drunk alcohol, yet before you could question his reasoning for today, he leaned forward towards your ear as you were entering the car, “I’ve missed you so bad, angel.” He whispered.

His low tone sent shivers done your spine, suddenly his touch felt like fire when his fingertips brushed against your skirt as you were sitting down, he quickly walked to the other side of the car before he sat down atop the leather seats next to you,

“Where to, sir?” His guard, Nicholas asked whilst he had his eyes glued on the road, “Home, and roll up the partition” his hands were itching to reach out and to touch you, to hold you as his black pants had started to feel tighter than usual,

After his reply to Nicholas, Jongseong couldn’t wait any further, his hand reached up to loosen the black tie around his neck, fingers quickly moving to unbutton his shirt slightly, allowing his tan chest to be exposed to the golden sunlight.

The sight of Jongseong brushing his hand through his black locks as he turned his body towards you made your heart thump loudly in your chest, his breathes turning heavy while his arms moved towards you, wrapping around your waist before pulling you closer to him,

His lips found home on the skin of your neck, placing soft and long kisses while goosebumps arose on your skin under his touch, you felt yourself becoming lightheaded once he began to suck gently, leaving behind faint marks of his love on you.

“Jong…” you breathed out heavily, eyelids closed tight as you basked in the feeling of his touch all over you, “shhh, I’ve got you baby.” His kisses trailed upwards, aligning across your jawline as they turned into mouth opened kisses, jay’s hands slipped onto your exposed thighs, gently caressing your skin beneath his fingers while he groaned against your neck,

“Let me please you, Jong. Please,” you whispered in his hold, the desperate tone in your low voice made him feel lightheaded, even if jongseong had different plans of him pleasing you, he didn’t have the heart to decline your sweet offer, not when you were looking at him with your twinkling eyes, eager to please him and to love him.

He nodded his head in approval, not quite trusting his voice after feeling the small lump in his throat when you instantly lowered yourself in whatever empty space that was available in his car, your knees resting against the floor while your hands were running up and down his thighs, caressing his flexing muscles before they moved upwards to wrap around his belt.

Once your hands had discarded his belt, he lifted his hips slightly to aid you with finally freeing his throbbing length that stood tall against his lower stomach, a small and shiny dribble of his precum trailing down from his aching red tip with the veins along his underside becoming more prominent, the sight was enough to make your mouth water.

“There you go, angel.” He breathed out in relief as he would have exploded had he stayed another second inside the infuriating tightening of his pants, “come on angel girl, touch me.” The encouraging tone in his voice made you instantly move, your hand wrapping around his aching member while the other rested against his warm thigh, casting goosebumps along his skin.

Jongseong felt his throat dry up once you blew cold air teasingly on his tip, and before he could process, you quickly wrapped your plump and glossy lips around the head of his length, the warmth of your mouth and your tongue instantly circling around him was enough to have him feel as if he was melting against the leather seats.

“Fuck..” he breathed out, eyes closing shut as the pleasure ran through his veins the further you moved, circling your tongue around his aching length before sucking more of him down your throat, the slight tightening making shivers trail along his body.

He felt slight goosebumps forming all over him once your nails began to softly scratch his thighs before your hands gently caressed his skin, you moved your head up and down, each movement drawing out a longer sigh of his heaving chest, jongseong could feel the familiar tightening in his lower abdomen, his release gradually building up the further your spit trailed down his base and pooled around his inner thighs,

Jongseong’s hands reached towards yours that rested against his thighs, he quickly interlocked his fingers with yours, gently squeezing your hand to indicate the approach of his climax, you hummed around him making his hips jerk forward at the sudden vibration,

He whispered your name in heavy breathes, attempting his best to stay quiet in the moving vehicle, yet it seemed impossible now that you started to push him down further, your nose inching closer to his pelvis once you began to deepthroat his cock, jongseong’s legs began to twitch under your interlocked hands while low moans escaped his throat, ones he desperately tried to suppress.

And with a few movements of your head, jongseong finally allowed the euphoria of his release to wash down his body in waves, one more intense than the other as his eyes rolled back in pleasure, shaky moans of your name rolling off his tongue while his hands tightened around yours, thick ropes of his release shooting down your throat yet you didn’t let go of him yet, aiding him in riding out his high once you began to move up and down again, swallowing what he had to offer while his swollen tip was hitting the back of your throat, pleasantly overstimulating him.

“angel— please.. s-stop..” He stuttered out in shaky breathes, begging you to stop yet his hands still tightened around yours, you moaned lowly at his salty flavour on your tongue once you moved upwards, kissing and suckling on his leaking tip as he coated your tongue and your throat in his taste.

And once his legs and hips began to twitch uncontrollably, you pulled yourself away from him, jongseong opened his eyes to a sight that will knock his breath out of his lungs, if only you knew you heavenly you looked with your eyes teary, cheeks flushed red and your lips swollen, coated with a sheen layer of his cum as you looked up at him with your twinkling gaze, breathing heavily while you gently wiped away at the milky white droplet at the corner of your mouth, bringing it to your tongue.

Jongseong was fighting every voice and urge in his head to not pull you into his lap and make love to you in the backseat of his car, he knew Nicholas was a mere four minutes away from arriving at your house, yet the way your eyes were practically eating him up were making all his rational thoughts disappear from his head one by one,

“You did so well for me, baby.” He praised before pulling you upwards, his hands finding home around your waist as he placed you next to him in the backseat, his lips easily finding your neck to trail his love filled kisses across your skin, “jongseong..” you whispered once your eyes caught the familiar scenery from the window, Nicholas had basically arrived at your house.

Your hands quickly pulled his away from around you, trailing down to help him in wearing his clothes in worry of Nicholas suddenly lowering the partition to announce your arrival, jongseong chuckled as he quickly fixed his belt before gently grabbing onto your neck to pull you closer once again, you placed a feathery kiss on his lips, “we can continue this at home, baby.” And at your words, jongseong nodded with his lovesick eyes glued to your every move.

You also might’ve been a little late to your photoshoot.

Jongseong was yet again, swivelling in his office chair while biting back toothy smiles as a random employee along with sunghoon were discussing the placement of a new coffee machine since the older one stops working every now and then.

Their voices completely distorted for jongseong who kept swiping between photos on his phone, his feet finally planted on the ground to stop the movement of his chair, the back of the large chair hiding away his eyes that were twinkling in amusement from both men in his room.

His fingers stopped as the video of your latest appearance on the runway finally loaded, jongseong fixed his posture, sitting upright while his grip on his phone tightened, he felt his heart racing in the familiar rhythm that only you were able to generate, the tip of his fingers buzzing, his leg shaking up and down in excitement at the sight of you walking down in the video.

The video filmed by one of his designers, showcasing you from a perfect angle, the styling of your hair, the dress that he had sketched himself on one blessed night with you sleeping soundly next to him was now hugging all of your curves perfectly, the same heels he had suggested your stylist Yizhuo now clicking against the runway floor.

Jongseong’s eyes were stuck on you, suddenly all the other models that were walking past you or walking after you were blurred from his sight, he could only see you wrapped up in his designs as you made your way to the front of the runway, your eyes shining with confidence while you glowed in radiance, your aura fierce and sharp.

He took notice of the way most of the guests’ heads followed your body, some too busy talking with whoever was besides them about your appearance while others stared with their mouths slightly open, if only you knew the power and beauty you radiated.

And once you had reached the front, all focus on you with the camera desperately attempting to capture all of your angles, you blew a kiss to the camera along with a quick wink shooting a very quick arrow into your lover’s chest and countless other people before smiling charmingly and turning around.

Jongseong was holding back multiple groans and sighs back as he held his chest, his heart racing rapidly while his face got warmer, he forced himself to continue watching the video, to watch the way you swayed your hips while the dress fluttered around your legs, multiple heads turning to face the direction your were walking back to.

Jongseong felt heat spread all over his body, heart thundering against his ribs as he attempted to suppress a wide smile from spreading across his blushing face, jongseong was now replaying the video, his eyes memorising your every move as you strutted with countless pairs of eyes following your movements.

And at your sweet smile, jongseong remembered the memory of his first meeting with you, he had tagged along with sunghoon who was called by jaeyun for your first photoshoot, the ‘newly casted models’ photoshoot, jaeyun knew he had to get the opinions of both his best friends and his own boss.

Multiple bodies moved throughout the dressing room, the voices of many stylists layering upon eachother as they discussed certain aspects of their models’ look with said model or they ordered their assistants to collect certain items for them,

Various shapes and sounds were echoing in the room from the sound of heels being tested and worn to the clacking sounds of palettes being closed or open, jongseong’s eyes caught sunghoon who was lost in a conversation with one of their main photographers— Heeseung, the tall man was sporting a boyish smile on his face as he joked with sunghoon, a large camera dangling from around his neck below his necklaces.

Jongseong’s head then turned to spot Jaeyun with his assistant sunoo, Jaeyun listing down the props and equipment needed for the shoot while sunoo was jotting down each word in his notebook, nodding along to jaeyun’s focused tone as his eyes travelled all over the set, the first photoshoot always had to be perfect.

Hushed whispers and giggles surrounded jongseong once he finally took notice of the multiple models staring at him, quickly averting their gazes while their hands covered the blushing lower half of their faces, their body language giving them away instantly as one was now playing with her hair while the other returned her gaze to him, sending countless signals of her interest in the young ceo that he paid no mind to.

Jongseong believed that he didn’t have any time for love, with no intentions of finding a lover and starting his own family, especially not when the possibility of him neglecting his own family whether it was intentional or not weighed heavily on his shoulders, he didn’t want to repeat his history.

He believed that as long as his heart remained unclaimed, entertaining himself with a few one night stands and hookups here and there from when his stress would get the best of him or his sexual frustration entirely takes over his body, he was good to go.

Yet jongseong couldn’t really keep lying to himself, he yearned for someone to love and appreciate him, to see and hear him for himself, Park Jongseong, and not ceo Jay Park.

He had given up on such love a long time ago, the hope in his heart ripping apart the longer his dates consisted of questions about his family, his business and his work life. His dates rarely ever asking him about his own interests, how his childhood had been like and what sorts of hobbies he had picked up.

Jongseong’s expectancy for someone to hopefully ask him about his fashion designing career so he could finally talk about his mother’s abilities to shape his skills were quickly dissipating.

Wishing for the day he’ll be able to talk about his hidden talent of music, his rare guitar collection and his countless lyric-filled notebooks with someone who gazed at him with love and interest, with pure curiosity in his hobbies and passions.

And so after countless failed dates filled with short and bitter replies of his work, jongseong fully lost hope, opting to live a single life with an empty space occupying his heart.

Jongseong was never a religious man.

Yet he desperately attempted to understand why the deities above struggled and refused to give him someone whom he could cherish and love, he swore he had enough love to give.

He had finally decided to ‘trust the process’ just as his mother had told him whenever discussions of his concerningly empty love life were brought up during their spontaneous lunches and dinners together, ultimately cutting his random dates spree short and waiting patiently for his person to hopefully walk into his life.. maybe?

And thank god he had decided to trust the process, he thanked all deities above and his mother at the memory of you making your first eye contact with him through the mirror of your table with you sitting, fidgeting nervously with your fingers as your anxiety was eating you up alive, your stylist and makeup artist Yizhuo hovering next to you as she was expertly applying your foundation while attempting to calm your nerves down.

In the middle of answering Yizhuo’s distracting question about your favourite serum— your sight had caught a dark brown pair of eyes, ones that gazed into yours deeply, your heart skipped a beat at the unknown man’s gaze that weirdly managed to calm you down for the first time in the past few hours, quickly studying his perfectly sculpted face, you concluded that maybe he’s another model who’s been casted, not recognising the ceo of your own agency.

Yizhuo had caught on your silence, her eyes quickly darting to your own ones that were stuck on the mirror, following your line of vision, she also made eye contact with jongseong, who quickly averted his gaze as he choked on his own spit in embarrassment.

He quickly covered it up with a cough, Yizhuo however was now looking back at you with her eyes wide. “What is he even doing here?” She whispered in bewilderment, a smile creeping up her lips at the fact that she had caught jongseong— her cold hearted ceo who hadn’t looked in woman’s way in a few years now, staring at you.

“Is he not supposed to be here?” You whispered back, eyebrows furrowing in confusion as you looked back at the man, once again catching his gaze, this time you were able to point out the slight, almost unnoticeable redness that coated his ears, was he blushing?

But god he was so beautiful, his sharp eyes were practically drinking you up, his nose bridge high as it became dusted with a pretty rose, way prettier than the multitude blushes you had infront of you on the table and his glossy, pink lips looked so inviting.

“He never comes here..” Yizhuo points out, her focus now shifting to locating her favourite pressed powder— well, before her hand smacked your shoulder, “Why are you two staring at each other again?!” She whisper yelled, paying no mind to your low hiss at the spreading pain around your arm, your eye contact with the godly man was cut short with yizhuo’s continuous whispers of excitement.

“How am I supposed to know! He’s the one that keeps looking back.” You whispered, your voice clearly reflecting your flustered state as it got higher with every word, “Do you think he’s cute?” She asked you, awaiting your answer with a million thoughts rushing through her head, with the main one being ‘was this it?’

“He’s breathtaking, Yizhuo.” You replied, an incredulous expression on your face at her stupid question. Unbeknownst to you, jongseong was still watching the interaction between you and your stylist, he also might have heard your exchanged whisper yells but he couldn’t bring himself to care as his attention was on calming his heart down from bursting.

Jongseong instantly recognised you from your portfolio, your beauty in real life easily captivating him and caging his heart in a way he could have only dreamed of, he made sure to send his mother additional bouquets with the weekly ones he sends her this time, because the moment he saw you quickly flash him a smile when Yizhuo turned around followed by a small, shy wave— he knew he made the right decision with ‘trusting the process.’

“Do you even know the amount of calls jaeyun has redirected to me just this past hour, jongseong?” Sunghoon’s irritated voice brought jongseong back to the present, his lovesick gaze focusing on his phone screen again, the video of you walking down the runway on loop in front of him, showing him a complete contrast from your first nervewrecking photoshoot to now, your first runway.

Words could not fully explain the pride he felt blooming in his chest, he felt so so proud of you for standing with power and manifesting all of your dreams into your reality one by one, having the privilege of listening to all your worries and thoughts about your career, jongseong felt honoured that you trusted him enough to let him see you in your lowest moments, and allowing him to cradle you safely in his arms to comfort you, assuring you that you’ll work out.

Now seeing all of your highest moments made him feel incredibly proud of you.

“And here comes another one.” Sunghoon sighed loudly in hopes of catching his boss’ attention, jongseong cleared his throat before locking his phone, turning his chair back to face sunghoon, he assumed the employee from earlier had taken his leave and left a very upset and irritated sunghoon in his office.

“What calls are you getting redirected from jaeyun?” Jongseong questioned, pushing himself back into his work mindset before he began fangirling in the middle of his office, he could delay his giggles and smiles till he’s back at home because at this current moment he wanted to figure out what exactly had managed his assistant to carry a sour expression on his face.

“Different agencies and brands asking for our models portfolios and other shit— just to somehow secure a contract with them,” he sighed in frustration while declining another unknown number before rubbing his hands all over his face as he felt a slight headache forming, “half of Korea’s agencies have called since the show ended, almost all of them asking for one specific model’s contact information.” He continued, jongseong’s eyes raised at the sudden popularity of a model under his agency,

Sunghoon was never one to exaggerate his words, nor would he get this frustrated and annoyed over phone calls, opting for an indifferent expression and cool tone when dealing with his work, it was difficult to throw him off his balance, whatever model was causing this chaos in jongseong’s agency by now had him sitting on the edge of his seat.

Jongseong thought of all the possible models who had gained immense popularity today due to it being his agency’s first runway show presented by Jaeyun along with his top designer and stylist Yizhuo— both very famous and impactful names in the fashion industry.

Could it be?—

“And as expected, it had to be y/n.” Jongseong had never felt his eyes snap open so widely, his mouth slightly agape as he stared at sunghoon who was standing right in front of his desk with his hands placed on his hips, clearly trying to emphasise his annoyance at jaeyun’s constant redirecting of phone calls.

“Y/n? As in my y/n, correct?” Attempting to make sure that his ears weren’t suddenly playing with him and at sunghoon’s nod of confirmation he knew to not doubt his ears again.

Jongseong couldn’t help the wide smile that spread across his face, sunghoon’s own annoyed act completely dropped at the view of his ceo grinning so genuinely for the first time in months.

The sight of jongseong— who usually carried a cold and stoic expression on his face breaking out of his ‘icy cold ceo’ shell and chuckling once his eyes landed on the framed photo atop his table of his beloved girlfriend was enough to make sunghoon smile himself.

He looked like a kid whose parent just bought him his favourite candy, a kid on the morning of Christmas bubbling with excitement, a pretty shimmer in his usually dark eyes that made warmth spread across the young assistant’s body.

“That’s good.. that’s really good. I’m sure she’s going to be happy at all the offers she got.” He replied, very obviously biting his lower lip to calm himself down and fight back yet another dumb grin from his assistant who was now staring at him in amusement as his boss tried to hide his flustered state,

“Your ears are red, you know…” sunghoon couldn’t help but point out the rare sight of jongseong’s ears reddening, he expected his boss’ face to deadpan, his smile to drop when he pointed out his flustered state, yet sunghoon was surprised again when jongseong literally giggled.

“Did you just-“ “shut the fuck up.” The ceo gritted out, clearing his throat to ultimately channel his work mode yet again, he lifted his gaze up to sunghoon’s smiling face before he rolled his eyes.

“Send me a list of all the agencies that called you today, hoon.” He quickly said, his hands reaching towards his leftover paper on his desk, opting to distract himself from the desperate need of seeing you and showering you with all his love for your success today, awarding you to the best of his ability for doing amazing on your first runway.

“Noted. Before I leave boss, I wanted to ask you about an event,” sunghoon’s own business mode switched on, his hands reaching towards his bag that he had placed on jongseong’s sofa upon his arrival to pull out his tablet, fingers quickly swiping across his screen to reach the photos of said event,

“I’m not sure if you have made the decision to attend yet, but y/n has been nominated for model of the year.” He started, his words once again resulting in a surprised jongseong, yet this time the boss had attempted his best to conceal his expressions, knowing how vital and important this certain award event could be for your career.

“The voting for the award has been online, and so far y/n has taken the lead with a gap as big as sixty thousand votes. Her winning the award is guaranteed by a hundered percent, Boss.” Sunghoon finished off, turning his tablet to show jongseong the voting results till now, and he could see your name very clearly on the top of the list, exactly where you belong.

“We’ll attend.”

And after countless, draining meetings, multiple coffee cups brought in by sunghoon to keep his boss awake, a multitude of disagreements and bickering from his assistant followed by whispers of his name around his building, said whispers mainly being questions about his relationship along with his personal life, jongseong finally breathed his first sigh of relief after a plethora of frustrated ones once his feet stepped inside of his shared house with his lover.

Jongseong could feel his frustration and stress leaving his body with every step he took, his steps heavy on your wooden floor that creaked quietly with his movements, each and every work related thought slowly dissolving from his mind to whispers that were pushed into the corners of his brain, he only had his focus and attention set on one goal, and it was to see you, to hold you, to finally shower you with his love and praise.

His feet ached atop the fluffy carpet in your room once he entered, hands reaching upwards to loosen the tie around his neck, blazer long forgotten in the backseat of his car as his eyes spotted your sleeping figure on the bed, his large shirt hugging your frame from beneath the blanket that was carelessly discarded on your body, indicating you being lost in a deep slumber.

Jongseong’s heart swelled at the comforting sight that he used to wish and hope for, the sight of his lover asleep on his bed clad in his clothing, head resting on his pillow with her nose nuzzling into the fabric that carried his soothing scent, the sight of his bed not empty.

If only you knew the amount of love your dear jongseong carried for you in his body, his love that knew no peak and only kept increasing day by day in a comforting manner, he knew his love for you held no limits as it took completely over his body at the mere thought of you.

The warmth that will spread across his chest, his ears slightly ringing while his eyes became unfocused, his fingers fidgeting with one another at the rush of emotions in his body like a teenage boy obsessing over his crush, all this over the mere mention or thought of you.

The effect you had on jongseong was one you weren’t completely aware of, it was one that sometimes worried jongseong, especially during the times where you were busy with your own work, he was brought back into a reality that didn’t have you by his side at specific moments, which resulted sometimes in a quite grumpy and needy jongseong.

One that desperately craved and yearned for your love and affection, both heart and body yearning for you with the warmth now spreading from the top of his head to his toes, the warmth that bloomed from deep within his chest, the temperature of his body increasing the more his steps brought him closer to your figure on his bed.

His body sat on the bed before he could stop himself, the worried thought of accidentally waking you up quickly disappearing when you only nuzzled closer to his pillow, a soft and content sigh falling from between your lips.

Jongseong’s hand had a mind of its own, he couldn’t stop his body from reaching out to touch you after a long, draining and exhausting day. His heart drumming when you leaned into his hand that caressed your cheek gently.

His lips had garnered their own mind as well since he was now whispering your name lovingly into the night, into the darkness of your room in hopes of finally having your sparkling eyes to open and land on him, and with repeated calls of your name with his hot breath right against your ear made your eyelids flutter open.

“Jongie..?” You called out for him, voice barely above a whisper as your eyes adjusted to the lack of light, you could make out your lover’s figure on the bed next to you, the familiar feeling of his skin against yours that brought you an immense amount of comfort, you could also hear his small chuckle at your sleepy voice,

“It’s me, my love.” He cooed. voice deep and tender, lips lifting to a lovesick smile that you weren’t able to see while he gazed at the way your hands released his pillow to wrap around his wrist, your warm skin contrasting his own cold one making shivers run down both of your spines, “welcome home,” you whispered, kissing the palm of his hand that was caressing your jaw, in blissful unawareness of the multiple beats jongseong’s heart had skipped.

“You did so amazing today, angel girl.” His body moved on the bed, coming up closer to yours as he hovered above you, his hands never once lifting an inch from your skin while you chuckled at his words, warmth spreading on your cheeks at his praise, you’d been waiting his reaction since the morning.

“I’ve been thinking about you the whole day, baby.” He whispered into your neck, his hands by now had trailed lower and lower, reaching the hem of his shirt, he toyed with the fabric. you hummed along to his words, closing your eyes to relish in the feeling of him so close to you, the heat of his body travelling onto yours pleasantly.

“What were you thinking about with me?” Keeping your tone hushed, your fingertips were trailing along his clothed arm, his muscles flexing lightly under your feathery touch, jongseong could already feel his pants becoming unbearably tighter, suffocating him even further at your low voice.

“Just how bad I wanted to come back home…” his hands finally dipped beneath your shirt, “how bad I wanted to come to you..” goosebumps appeared on your body as his icy fingertips brushed against your warm waist, “how bad I wanted to please you..” a soft gasp tumbled past your lips when his hand fondled with your breast, easily accessing your skin with no restrictions of a bra, “to praise you..” his eyes were glued onto your beautiful face, focusing on every expression you made from his slight movements.

His hands now moved downwards making you involuntarily spread your legs for him, his words and closeness casting a spell on you, “to make love to you..” he rested his palm against your core, your flimsy underwear doing a terrible job in hiding your wetness as jongseong’s breath hitched once he felt your warmth coating his palm completely while you whimpered under him.

“Baby, i need you to sit on my face right now.” he spoke against your neck, placing a quick kiss before pulling away from you after you nodded at his words, jongseong’s hands moved fast in a blur, unbuttoning his shirt and practically ripping it off his body, his hands then reached out to you, guiding you to balance on your knees while he pushed himself to lay on the bed beneath you.

“Just like that, angel girl.” Countless praises rolled off his tongue once you placed both of your thighs next to his head that rested against his pillow, you felt your face burn at the position, your breathes shortening when you looked below you to the sight of jongseong’s eyes darkening by the second, you attempted your best to hold onto the headboard, stabilising yourself as your mind felt like it was melting away once you felt his hot breath against your cunt.

“Fuck..” you softly whispered at the heat spreading along your body, your legs twitching next to his head when you felt your own wetness dripping down your inner thighs, jongseong took his sweet time in reaching to push your soaked panties to the side, his eyes almost rolling to the back of his head at the sight of your cunt glistening and aching for him.

He wasted no time in almost devouring your entire cunt, the tip of his tongue teasing against your sopping entrance only pulling away to circle your throbbing clit, sucking gently as he hummed at your sweet taste slowly coating his tongue, you mewled his name while your knuckles turned white around the headboard.

Pleasure coursed throughout your body in countless waves, one hitting harder than the other as jongseong noisily lapped and licked all of your juices, his arms pulling your thighs lower to his face.

You felt tears prickling at the corner of your eyes when he finally pushed his tongue in your gummy walls, thrusting in slowly to savour the feeling of your nectar covering the lower half of his face, your head was thrown back as your body shook in his hold when his nose nudged against your clit perfectly.

“Come on, love.” He quickly spoke under you before returning his tongue inside of you, low moans and whimpers of his name fell past your lips, each shuddered breath going straight to his aching cock that twitched beneath his clothing while his hips jerked and spasmed uncontrollably, desperate for any sort of friction yet jongseong paid no mind to his own need, completely thrown into a trance by your flavour and the heavenly sight of you atop of him.

“I’m close, baby” you breathed out, the knot in your lower stomach tightening with the gradual building of your release, “use me, angel.” He grunted, one of his arms now wrapped around your waist, his nails slightly digging into your skin while his other hand kept your twitching hips in place.

“Please use me, I need you to use me, cum all over my face.” He nearly whimpered, tongue messily slipping in and out of you before he pulled away to suckle on your aching clit, his words bewitching you entirely, your body leaned against the headboard when you felt your head spinning, mere seconds away from toppling into your climax the longer he continued eating and lapping you up so sloppily and loudly.

Jongseong was thrusting into the blanket at this point, his own release building up just by eating you out, the room felt ridiculously hot, you felt droplets of sweat aligning your hairline while jongseong could feel the droplets rolling down the back of his neck onto his pillowcase, his breaths heavy and hot as he refused to detach himself from you longer than a few seconds.

Your mind by now was completely whirling, jongseong’s continuous humming while you gushed all over his tongue was driving you to insanity, and you made the mistake of lowering your head to lock eyes with his needy ones.

A quiet gasp slipped out of you at the sight of him, sweet eyes already gazing at yours in love, his face glistening in a sheen layer of sweat, his black locks sticking onto his temples while tinier droplets rolled throughout his undercut, cheeks flushed a pretty rose colour while his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration.

Your hips began to involuntarily roll against him, the coil tightening further and further, you felt tears escape your eyes at the pleasure, suddenly jongseong pulled one of his hands away, his lips detaching from your core as his fingers inched towards your entrance, he carefully slipped two fingers in, both of you groaning in pleasure at the satisfying stretch.

You continued your movements, jongseong began to help you in riding his fingers, guiding your hips with his other hand while he stared at the sight above him, he noticed your every twitch, every shaky breath escaping your chest, every time your teeth grazed your lips to quieten your moans.

“Just like that, angel girl. Come on, give it to me.” He praised, eyes half lidded as he returned to suckling on your clit, adding a third finger in once your slick began to run down his palm and trail along his wrist, his thrusts quickened the whinier your moans turned, lips still wrapped around your clit while his tongue toyed with it.

“Fuck— I’m so fucking close!” You mewled with your back arching, nails digging into the wood beneath them once your legs began to shake, “cum for me, pretty girl.” He mumbled, his own body ablaze as he felt his own release mere seconds away.

And once jongseong pressed his fingertips directly onto one of your sweet spots all the while licking at your nub, you felt the dizzying sensation of pure ecstasy washing over you, broken moans tumbling out of your mouth while your eyes rolled to the back of your head, the sight of your climax washing over you to beautifully easily triggered jongseong’s own orgasm, and before he knew it he was already making a mess inside of his boxers at the sight of your moaning and shaking body whimpering out his name.

“Fuck yes baby, there you go. Cum for me,” his praises barely reached your ears as all you could hear was the familiar ringing after a mindblowing release, your eyes still closed while jongseong helped you in riding out your orgasm, slowly beginning to overstimulate you.

One of your hands reached down to hold onto his shoulder, in hopes of giving him the sign to stop yet jongseong was still lapping up all of your wetness with his eyes closed, humming in delight while licking all along your entrance, his fingers slowly came to a stop deep inside of you while his sucking dissolved into soft kisses against your cunt,

“Did so well for me,” he said with soft kiss on your clit, “my perfect angel girl.” kiss, “so so good for me,” tears were veiling your vision once again at his gentlest touches yet you didn’t have the heart to pull away, not when he felt so good.

“I love you so, so much.” And he finished off with a final kiss, carefully pulling out fingers that were covered with your slick, he quickly cleaned them up by pushing them into his mouth, eyes closing once again at your taste before he opened them again to find your own gazing at him tiredly, you were glowing above him.

His arm tried to tug you down, in hopes of you laying down next to him but you quickly stopped him, “jong, let me please you too.” You spoke quietly, throat feeling dry and scratchy before jongseong chuckled, “about that…” he smiled.

You focused on his face in the darkness to see the outline of a cheeky smile on his face, jongseong was quite thankful now for the lack of lighting in the room because his face felt like it was lit ablaze, “you don’t really have to do anything baby..” he spoke, voice becoming lower with every word, his words confused you, what?

Your eyes widened at the thought of him— no. You quickly turned around to the sight of a weirdly obvious and glistening wet patch on the middle of his pants, “jong.. did you really cum just from eating me out?” You asked, eyes still on the wet patch while jongseong rubbed his legs together in discomfort and embarrassment, “baby you don’t understand how amazing it is to eat you out..” he defended himself, voice questionably higher by a pitch as his blush deepened.

Not wanting to tease him further you turned to face him, pulling yourself away from him to lay besides your lover, quickly placing a soft kiss to his blushing cheek before chuckling, “okay baby, wanna join me in the shower?” You asked, voice already laced with exhaustion and fatigue, yet all those feelings dissipated when jongseong pushed his lips against yours, smiling into the kiss in response to your proposal,

“I’m gonna tease you about this later though.”

He stood outside of his car, parked infront of his building, the cold air sent slight shivers throughout his body, resulting in him tugging his blazer closer to himself, he could spot the multiple cars belonging to reporters on the other side of the street, eager to get any sort of photo of korea’s most popular couple, you and jongseong.

Countless other cars had parked next to his, the models that were signed under his company walking out one by one, some respectfully greeting him as they walked towards their respective cars while others shamelessly checked him out or winked at him, fully aware of his relationship.

Jongseong paid no mind to all the other women who were desperate to get his attention, he was too occupied and busy wondering about your outfit, the award seasons approaching also meant multiple runway events taking place— which also meant that your schedule was packed, jongseong was deprived of you terribly.

Specifically today, his hands itched to throw his keys to Nicholas and walk inside the building to see and hold you again as he wasn’t able to see you for the past few days, only able to feel the comfort of your body next to him when you were already sleeping by the time he had arrived.

Your morning fittings proved to be another disadvantage, as jongseong had been waking up these past few mornings to an empty bed, your absence greatly affecting his mornings when you weren’t there to hand him his coffee mug, his mornings without your sweet voice talking to him absolutely sucked.

The longer the days became without seeing you in his office with multiple declines to his ‘wanna visit me in my office?’ The heavier his days weighed on his heart, he turned away from the entrance of the building, in an internal battle with himself.

He physically couldn’t wait to see you again and relish in the familiar warmth of your skin against his— fuck it he’s going to see you right now, who would dare stop their own ceo from entering his own bu—

“Jongie!” And there it was, the same voice that his ear converted into sweet melodies that rung throughout his mind, jongseong couldn’t help the wide smile that spread along his face while his back was still facing you, heart fluttering in his chest from the mere sound of your voice.

He could hear your breath fanning the back of his neck as you had walked closer to him with heels clicking against the floor, he could hear your breath shaking from excitement, your hands reaching to hold his own in happiness of finally seeing him.

And when jongseong finally turned around he physically felt all the air getting knocked out of his lungs, suddenly the world began to rotate slower around him, all the other figures passing by both of you became blurred, your giggle at his smitten expression echoed in his ear, gosh you were so breathtaking.

The dress that he had spent months designing with the occasional help from jaeyun was now hugging your body beautifully, all the sleepless nights of erasing and redrawing all the sketches were all proved to be worth it now.

His smile deepened, widening enough to turn his eyes into crescents as he gazed at you with pure love and adoration, his hands interlocking with yours and he used it to his advantage by pulling you towards him further, his breath brushing against your neck and cheeks, “you look stunning.” He whispered only for your ears to hear.

Jongseong could feel his heart rate gradually picking up with the way your smile widened, eyes shining as you looked up at him, “thank you,” you whispered back, gaze dropping quickly to his own outfit, clad in black pants along with a white satin button up with his logo embroidered atop his chest followed by a dashing blazer, “you look handsome.”

Jongseong couldn’t really help the small giggle that escaped his throat, his fingers tightening around yours as you both broke into an adorable fit of chuckles, paying no mind to the people passing by both of you nor the cameras recording you both from meters away, and surely not to the multiple employees that were by now watching the interaction unfolding from the glass windows with their jaws wide open,

“Are you ready, my love?” Jongseong smiled, hand already softly tugging you towards him as he turned to face the car, “I’m always ready,”

The drive to the venue was relatively quiet, with you asking jongseong a few questions about the reporters and the awards in a hushed tone filling up the air followed by jongseong’s own answers and random jokes to ease the tension he could clearly notice in your shoulders, he knew you were nervous and he was too, was he going to make it obvious to you though? Of course not.

“You think they’ll have food prepared?” You finally whispered the question that’s been plaguing your mind for the past few hours as you hadn’t had the chance to really eat anything with your day being filled with random fittings and sitting down in front of Yizhuo for hours as she did your makeup.

“I hope they do.” Jongseong replied, a smile gracing his face before he turned around to your worried expression, “and if they don’t, you know I’ll make something for you.” He quickly added, shoulder nudging yours in hopes of seeing you smile, his grin widened when you finally did.

Once the car came to a halt and you both stepped outside of the vehicle, jongseong’s hand quickly interlocked with yours amidst all the flashes of the multiple cameras pointing towards you, the sounds of the clicks resonating in your ear as jongseong swiftly walked inside of the venue all the while his hand gently tucked yours towards him to keep you safe,

The yells and calls of both of your names along with questions about your lives and works being shouted here and there quickly quietened when you walked deeper inside the venue, your lover turning around once you reached a deeper spot with less people around to check on you, concerned eyes roaming your body to detect any sort of injury or problem, “you’re okay, angel?” He asked.

You quickly nodded to his words, feeling nothing but excitement running throughout your body as you took in the interior of the venue, packed with famous models and designers from all across the world, the names echoing around you in real life being ones that you’ve only heard on television or read about in the internet, everything around you felt surreal.

Jongseong smiled at the amusement twinkling in your eyes, taking notice your hands that were shaking with nerves and excitement, on instinct he took your hands into his and pressed a loving kiss on the back of each one, successfully returning your attention on him and making you blush as he smiled at you once more, “let’s go, baby”

Both of you walked deeper inside the venue, passing by the red carpet to myraid pairs of eyes following each and every one of your movements, numerous heads being turned in your direction once you and the young ceo became the center of attention, jongseong could practically feel the burning gaze of multiple designers, male models and reporters scorch through his suit.

He could easily pick out the difference between pure envy and jealousy from interest and attraction from the countless pairs of eyes that were glued onto him and you as he scanned the area, and he absolutely hated it.

His attentiveness and expertise in studying other people’s expressions and body languages had landed him in both blessed and cursed situations, for instance he was glad he was able to tell you were into him as much as he was from your first date with the way your attention was completely stuck on him, your fingers fidgety with your nervousness when they weren’t brushing through your hair followed by the adorable pink that would dust your cheeks as you looked down to chuckle at his stupid jokes.

The other instance being now, he could effortlessly nitpick the men who were gazing at your body with disgusting lust and need in their eyes from the men that had genuine curiosity and intrigue written all across their expressions as they gazed at you, your beauty captivating each and every one of their attention with ease.

He hated how these men had the audacity to gaze at you in ways only he should be able to, the nerve of them to think about you in only ways he should be able to, he hated the fact that you probably have the same effect on them as you do on him, plaguing their minds for the rest of the week with thoughts and wonders about how one day will be like with you.

But was the young ceo going to display his discomfort and show the clear jealousy tainting his expression to the whole world? Of course not. Who did these men even think they are in the first place? Why would Park Jongseong give them the satisfaction of seeing him with a sour expression on his face next to his lady who had managed to successfully enchant the entire venue with her beauty?

He would of course stand next to you tall and proud, hand wrapped around your waist protectively, fingertips brushing against the satin of your dress that he had designed and the whole world knew about that fact from his emblem next to your collarbone, a satisfied smile on his face that easily asserted his power and success, a supremacy all the other men around them could only have the ability to imagine about.

The image of the young ceo was guaranteed to be a trending topic in the country for the following few days, his resemblance to his father had always been a hotly discussed topic among the citizens of the city that had their eyes glued onto his every move, yet now with his first appearance into the public eye in a few months was a different kind of whiplash for all the attendees.

Park Jongseong walked with elegance, spoke with grace and radiated charm. His sole character and aura was a heavy statement of opulence and luxury, casting a very clear difference between him and all the other men in the entire world.

It was very obvious to the public eye that he wasn’t resembling the former ceo only appearance wise, but he had an exact replica of his father’s mannerisms. Born and raised into old money truly had done wonders in the upbringing of jongseong in the best way possible.

He was a ‘one-of-a-kind’ man, one in billions that blessed his family of powerful ceos, he truly was destined for success.

And success did he find, in the most loving and caring forms that walked into his life right when he most needed it, the sight of you next to him was pure eye candy for all the cameras in front of you, you and jongseong’s outfit complimented one another perfectly.

The contrast between the young ceo smiling charmingly at all the cameras as he attempted his best to turn and face all the reporters that were yelling his name and you, the embodiment of love and beauty standing besides him, glowing with your dress when you waved at your other friends standing a few feet away from you on the red carpet before smiling sweetly at all the paparazzis, was for sure going to be a trending topic for weeks.

“Don’t you think we should head inside?” You whispered to your lover, voice low in worry of one of the cameras that were recording you both to catch your irritated tone, the one you were trying to hide, jongseong clearly noticed it of course, his head nodding before he could even realise it, turning to interlock your hands once more to finally walk away from the blinding flashes.

Maybe Jongseong shouldn’t take much pride and confidence in his body language studying abilities, as he had completely failed to realise the multiple models that were eyeing him.

From the ones standing a few feet behind you, glaring daggers into you before their eyes twinkled once they landed on Jongseong again, to the ones behind the cameras, whispering with their hands against their mouths with their gazes stuck on your lover, who failed to notice all of them.

But of course you noticed, you felt the way you were being watched not only with lustful eyes but also envious eyes, the thought of multiple women wishing to be in your position, daydreaming about your lover irritated you to an extent, because at the end of the day, he was going to be the one to take your dress off while you left your loving marks on his back.

And one way or another, you will manage to make everyone else in this event realise it.

Jongseong’s thumb caressed the back of your hand gently, he could feel the nervousness radiating off from your body, hell he was nervous himself with his eyes glued on the host atop the stage, holding the envelope with one hand while the other kept the microphone close to his face, Soobin’s voice boomed throughout the speakers in the venue.

“And the winner..” he continued building the anticipation in the area, practically all attendees were on the edge of their seats with their breaths hitched, jongseong could feel his anxiety increasing when he noticed sunghoon’s leg shaking next to his seat, jaeyun’s nervous eyes rapidly moving from the large screen to the stage, your own nails digging into his skin softly whenever soobin spoke along with his mother’s eyes studying your nervous state while whispering reassuring words to you.

“I’m so sure you won, baby.” Jongseong finally found his voice again as he whispered softly into your ear, and similar to a spell you felt all of your worry dissipating at the mere sound of his comforting voice, your grip on his hand loosened while you leaned back into your seat again, a full wave of relaxation washing over you, you turned to look at his eyes already staring at you tenderly.

“I don’t mind, really.” You spoke with a hushed tone, a small smile gracing your lips when your gaze fell onto your interlocked hands with jongseong, “it’s just an award,” you shrugged your shoulders before returning your focus onto the stage, unaware of the grin that now appeared on jongseong’s face at your words.

“For ‘Model Of The Year’ is..” Soobin’s voice brought his attention back onto the screen yet again, the sight of Soobin’s hands hastily opening the envelope he was handed before pulling out a small paper, made jongseong gulp in anticipation, the roles were quickly reversed since now you held jongseong’s sweaty hand with both of yours, gently rubbing your thumb on his skin to calm his own nerves down.

And at soobin’s yell of your name throughout the venue, jongseong felt his whole world slowing down in rotation, you excitedly jumped from your seat with shock painting your face followed by jongseong’s mom also leaping to hug you tightly, her praises and congratulations falling onto your ringing ears as the crowd erupted with cheers and claps.

Sunghoon was too busy celebrating your win with jaeyun who was now hugging the assistant excitedly, eyes shining with a huge smile on his face at his model winning such a huge award in his agency, he felt so proud of you, body twitching in happiness as he stared at you walk towards the stairs of the stage now.

The whole time jongseong was in a state of shock, his eyes attempting their best to focus on your figure standing in front of the mic now, his racing heart skipping beats once his eyes focused on the huge award in your hand, sunghoon’s whispers of ‘i told you’ were left ignored as jongseong tried his best to decipher your speech— he could already tell your halfway through it yet time seemed nonexistent for him at this current moment.

When his ears finally began to pick up and understand what you were saying— “And I would love to thank my beloved husband, park jongseong—“ and just like that his ears began ringing again, his surroundings suddenly slowing down once more.

Because what?

Your beloved who?

The crowd that was only quiet for a few seconds roared with another round of applause and shouts at the announcement, your mind was clouded up and foggy with your own emotions you didn’t even realise your slip up even when your eyes landed on jongseong’s shocked face, his mouth agape with his pretty eyes widened with shock— was he tearing up?

The realisation dawned on you when you noticed sunghoon proudly slapping his friend’s back all the while jaeyun was now bursting with excitement, clapping his hands with multiple giggles falling from his lips followed by sweet congratulations to jongseong— who was slowly coming back to his senses and becoming aware of the camera next to his face, recording and displaying his reaction on the large screen.

His face and ears had flushed entirely red, big eyes twinkling in surprise and shock, lips parted in confusion as he had the urge to say anything. To talk, to scream, to yell at that second yet nothing was coming out besides a breathy chuckle.

Jongseong felt the familiar warmth rushing throughout his body, branching from deep within his chest to his limbs that buzzed with excitement, the familiar warmth that only you were able to generate in him, the warmth and fuzzy feeling of pure love.

He had the courage to look into the lens of the camera with his own tear filled eyes before nodding proudly, confirming your own unbelievable words, the shocking statement that fell from your lips unexpectedly to the entire world.

His heart thundered in his chest when sunghoon nudged him while laughing, jaeyun was now calming down jongseong’s mother who was too busy wiping her own tears of happiness at the sight of not only you on stage but also the sight of her son, jongseong gazing lovingly at you atop the stage, radiating the love and adoration he carried for you from the screen, and the final blow was when he decided to blow a kiss your way.

That was when your own resolve completely crumbled and you bowed one final time to the crowd and soobin before quickly getting off the stage, the urge to be close with your lover surpassing every other emotion you felt in that second, the need to hold him and feel him consuming you to the point of a satisfied sigh tumbling past your lips when you finally made it to your seat again,

With jongseong standing to hug you tightly, lips next to your ear he whispered “congratulations, wifey.”

Jongseong’s didn’t allow his body to stay as distant as an inch away from you, almost like he became glued to you at the hip when you began to make your way back from the event, hands laced together with his towering figure trailing behind you like a shadow.

He couldn’t bring himself to even think about lifting his eyes away from you or drifting a single second away from your body, the only time being when he had to enter his car after you and it was short lived since not even a moment later he was pressed against you.

Still in his state of a giggling and blushing mess bedsides you, he toyed with your fingers while you were on the phone with Yizhuo, accepting all of her sweet congratulations and excited squeals over the line before ending it with a loving kiss to the phone, your lover was now distracted with softly brushing his fingertips against your skin, caressing each vein around your wrist with hazy eyes,

“Jongseong..?” You whispered quietly, eyes quickly checking on Nicholas who glued his attention on the road ahead of him, before returning back to a soft jongseong, he hummed at your call of his name, gaze still stuck on your hand— specifically a certain finger on your left hand, with a ghost of a smile on his face.

“You’re really quiet..” you stared at his side profile, the slope of his nose, his softened eyes filled with passion along with his pretty pink lips pouting in concentration, he was in a deep thought. He simply hummed as a response once again, and before you knew it the vehicle finally came to a stop.

Walking inside the house never felt so soothing for both you and jongseong after a tiring day, once the door behind you got closed you felt his hand rush from interlocking with yours to wrap around your elbow, briefly stopping you and turning a confused you around to face him.

“Did you really mean it..?” He spoke with a hushed tone, eyes blazing with hunger and need for you, his other hand came upwards to caress your cheek lovingly as he awaited your answer, “mean what?” You questioned.

He breathed in deep before speaking once again “do you see a future with me?” His eyebrows slightly raised this time, a slight blush decorating his ears that slowly trailed downwards to his neck, the sight of your gaze softening and transforming from confusion to pure love made him almost melt in front of you.

“Of course I do,” you leaned against him, hands now finding their place on top of his chest, you felt his heart beat drumming beneath your fingertips rapidly while his hands dropped to wrap around your waist, “I’m glad you do, because I can’t wait to marry you.” He spoke before kissing your forehead, resting his against yours as he closed his eyes while yours widened.

“We don’t have to rush..” you quickly said, making him open his eyes once again, you easily drowned in his eyes that were dripping with honey. “We have to, the whole world thinks that we’re married now.” He chuckled, “I don’t mind making that true..” he continued, arms wrapping tighter around you while you stared at him with genuine amusement, “..like right now.” He nuzzled his nose against yours.

“Jong..” you started, heart racing from not only his words but his closeness as well, you felt your body heating up, a familiar warmth taking place between your legs the tighter and closer he held you to him, he walked slowly while he pushed you backwards till your back pressed against the door and his lips found home on your neck.

He breathed in your scent before trailing kisses along the expanse of your skin, your breaths deepened once the room suddenly felt warmer, his blazer around your shoulder felt like it was burning you, your eyes unintentionally closed the wetter his kisses got, the longer he trailed his tongue over his marks and the harsher his sucks got on your skin.

He pressed his leg between yours, knee indenting your dress while it pleasantly pressing against your core allowing him to feel the wetness pooling in your underwear, your hands by now had reached out to wrap around his shoulders, fingertips brushing against his undercut making him groan.

you felt his hardened member press against your thigh achingly while jongseong paid no mind to his own needs, too distracted by your supple skin between his teeth. Yet you couldn’t take it any longer, you needed him inside of you desperately.

“Jongseong..” you whispered once again directly into his ear, tone laced with crave and yearn towards him, he felt his heart skip a beat at your weak sound, quickly detaching himself from you, “I’ve got you.” He mumbled before picking you up with ease,

His feet quickly arrived at the doorway of your shared room, he swiftly stood besides the bed before carefully lowering you onto his bed sheets, wasting no time in climbing atop of you to finally connect your lips for the first time tonight.

His hand wrapped around your neck, squeezing the marked skin weakly, making a soft gasp flutter past your lips, he trailed his tongue against yours, brushing past your swollen lips while he pressed his body completely against yours.

His other hand quickly came up to rid him of his tie, popping a few buttons open on the way which allowed you to get a look at his gorgeously tanned chest, his hands then worked quickly to open the zipper on the side of your dress before leaving you on the bed clad in lingerie, one that he recognised you and yizhuo designed to hopefully get released under a future lingerie design, and you were sure it was with the way jongseong’s pupils immediately formed small hearts.

“You look stunning..” he breathed out, chest heaving in breaths while he began to kiss your chest, you lowly moaned his name once he began to suck between your breasts, hands fondling with them with the annoying restriction of your bra, his kisses turning more hungry and greedy the lower he reached, he placed on final wet kiss on your hip bone before his hands wrapped around your inner thighs, separating your legs as his placed them on top of his shoulders, lowering himself to the wet patch on your covered panties.

His placed one kiss against your clothed clit resulting in your legs twitching besides his head, he chuckled lowly before kissing you once again, you whimpered his name out, hips needily and uncontrollably rolling as your body was lit on fire at this point, jongseong pushed one finger in through your clothed entrance, the sight of your glistening wetness trickling out more from the sides while he could feel your nectar seeping through the flimsy fabric bewitched him entirely, he gulped when he felt countless waves of pure ache travel his body from his hips.

“Jongseong please..” you mewled, the back of your hand resting against your forehead once you began to feel lightheaded the longer he pushed his finger along with your fabric inside of you followed by his long kisses against your clit, “please what, angel girl? Tell me what you want.” He quickly replied before turning his head to kiss along your inner thighs, his swollen lips pressing against your skin after nibbling on it softly.

“Please let me ride you.” You whimpered out, voice barely audible but jongseong understood your words with ease hence why he suddenly stopped all his movements and god was he fighting off the urge to combust in his pants right now.

Without responding he quickly got up, hands separating from your heat while his face came upwards to yours, he took in the sight of your half lidded eyes, shining with desire, need and devotion when you finally saw him again, the sight of your blushing face with soft breathes panting from between your plump lips, you looked alluring.

Jongseong had seen you on countless magazine covers, your photos on multiple runway shows taken by professional photographers, numerous photoshoot appearances with half of them ending up on billboards all of which you looked absolutely gorgeous in.

Yet none of these photos could amount the beauty that he saw whenever you were under him, the beauty that he knew he caused. With your flushed face gazing at him so prettily, begging him and needing him to do anything. Not one single photographer can catch the expression of pure love and lust that he got to saw beneath him every single night, you looked mesmerising.

Easily putting him under a spell with only one goal in his mind, to please and love you till sunrise only to do it again the whole day and never break this endless cycle of devoting himself to you entirely.

“Of course, angel.” He finally breathed out a response, delicately moving his and your body to get you in the correct position after quickly ridding himself of his pants along with his boxers, with his back against the headboard and you sitting on his lap, he held your waist as he guided your clothed cunt against his aching length that stood proudly against his lower stomach appearing painfully hard, leaking with precum from his reddened tip.

He quietly gasped out your name, his hips twitching with your slightest movements, your hands gripped on his shoulders while his pressed your body closed to his while he moved you as he pleased, his eyes closing as he threw his head back, gifting you the heavenly sight of jongseong with his face blushed, lips glistening with his own spit due to his constant messy kisses, small sweat droplets decorating his hairline before trailing down his honey skin, his Adam’s apple moving when he gulped, you couldn’t really help yourself from leaning forward to press a gentle kiss against it, and you for sure didn’t regret it when it drew out a whimper from your lover.

Impatiently, your hand reached lower to push your sopping panties to the side before aligning his tip against your entrance, your wetness leaking down his length followed by his own precum, the sight arousing you enough to finally sink down on him after countless hours while both of your moans of pure pleasure resonated throughout the dimly lit room.

“Fuck..” he breathed out, his abs flexing from beneath you as he fought his hardest to push his release back since he’s been in an internal battle ever since you slipped up on that blessed stage, his hands held onto your hips once you began to move atop of him, guiding your hips to roll in delicious circles that made you whimper his name against his lips while he sloppily kissed you.

He couldn’t keep his lips off of yours for too long, separating them whenever the urge to moan out your name became to much before returning to suckle on your lower lip, he savoured your flavour and you taking over his senses entirely by closing his eyes and allowing himself to indulge in you entirely while your gummy walls sucked him hungrily.

Your nails began to slightly dig into his skin the harsher his hardened tip pressed against your sweet spots perfectly, your eyes rolling back almost every time you lowered yourself on his cock after lifting your hips to only have his tip inside of you, jongseong began to slowly move his own hips upwards to meet your thrusts, he angled them perfectly to have his tip press against your cervix expertly.

He had memorised every part of your body, every movement that had your legs shaking and eyes rolling and he used every night he spent with you to his advantage, almost vowing to himself to always have you clouded with bliss and pleasure whenever he had the chance.

His length felt like it was splitting you open, moulding your walls to his size and his only with the way his thrusts slowed to the point where he was practically pushing himself inch by inch, his arms trailing upwards to circle around your waist, pressing your upper half against his while he fucked you passionately.

“Jongseong..” you moaned his name eagerly, your own hands had dropped to grip onto his forearms, nails indenting the fabric of his button up shirt while you tried your hardest to stabilise yourself, he quickly shushed you, “I know baby, I know. I’ve got you.” He pressed a quick kiss to your parted lips before reaching for the drawer next to your bed, hand moving hastily to grab the device before revealing the vibrator to you, “jong—“ he cut you off, his other hand holding your chin to tear your gaze away from the device to look at his own reassuring one, “I’ve got you.” He whispered one final time against your lips.

He turned the device on, to a medium setting before lowering his hand and pressing it against your clit, you gasped quietly at the intense vibrations of pure pleasure running along your body, your chest pressed harsher against his, jongseong could feel his mind spinning the longer he felt your breasts pressed against him while your hips involuntarily rolled due to the vibrations, he felt a shudder run down his back when he took notice of the goosebumps on your skin.

“There you go, doll.” He praised you, his eyes glued onto every expression of ecstasy that your face twisted into with the continuous building of your release, the way your eyebrows were furrowed with your pretty eyes tearing up due to the intensity of the pleasure he was providing you was driving him crazy.

You felt the way your abdomen tightened in familiar pleasure, the tightening of the coil indicating the approach of your climax that almost made your mind melt away, jongseong picked up the pace of his thrusts, your wetness mixed along with his own now messily trailing between your inner thighs to coat his own, the sound of wet skin slapping followed by your moans echoed off the walls the longer you needily bounced on him.

“I’m so close.. so so close,” you babbled throughout whimpers of his name, jongseong felt his own release that he desperately fought off right around the corner, he leaned forward to peck along your chest, lips brushing against your collarbone while he moaned against your skin, “i’m close too, baby.” He spoke between kisses, his hand pressed the vibrator harshly against your throbbing clit making you squeal his name, mere seconds away from reaching your orgasm.

“Come on, doll.” He urged on, his voice whiny in need of you to cum all over him and to allow him to relish in the sight of you in cloud nine, the sight he knew multiple men were currently wishing for, the sight that was reserved for his eyes only.

Jongseong felt the familiar jealousy course through his veins when he remembered the nasty looks of those men, his envy reflecting in the way his hand squeezed your hip before he lowered you down forcefully, unexpectedly and impossibly deepening his thrusts. Your moans turning into broken sobs while tears rushed freely down your cheeks when he picked up his own pace and began to piston his cock in and out of you.

“Fuck! Jong— I’m cumming” your voice turned into mere whispers the second you felt the familiar euphoria and fervor washing down on you, hitting your body with explosive waves, each one drawing out a long moan of your lover’s name from between your lips.

Jongseong was never a religious man.

But gosh the sight of your back arching beautifully in front of him, your head throwing back revealing your heaving chest clad in a flimsy lingerie with broken moans of his name along with a glistening sheen layer of sweat casting on your body enticingly, made you look absolutely divine in his eyes.

The urge to thank the deities above for allowing your paths to cross at that current moment was difficult to ignore, you didn’t notice the quiet gasp leaving his mouth at the sight of you, unaware of the way the mere view of you bathing in complete pleasure and delight unlocked something carnal, something animalistic in him that pushed him in a frenzy of thrill and bliss.

He guided you throughout your orgasm for a few seconds before moving both of your bodies in a split second, he discarded the vibrator carelessly as he suddenly had you beneath him, you gasped in surprise at the unexpected change in position with his hands now reaching to place your legs atop his shoulders while he pushed his cock back into your swollen folds.

“Jongseong please.. I can’t—“ you felt tears prickle in the corner of your eyes when he began to thrust again, he lowered himself to kiss along your tears, his hips rolling smoothly in after he pulled a mere inch out, not having the ability to possibly move out further from your heat that sucked and milked his cock in ways that had his body shaking.

“Yes angel, you can.” He cut you off, lips kissing along your wet cheeks, “you can give me another one can’t you?” He questioned, his hips now picking up pace ardently, overstimulating you while you could only writhe in his hold, the feeling of his tip now fully pressing against your cervix made your eyes roll to the back of your head, your body now twitching beneath him fully as you felt another orgasm building up.

“I know you can baby, you’re so perfect for me..” he babbled on, using every second that he doesn’t have his lips pressed onto your skin to whisper praises to you, “you were made for me, angel.” He kissed along your jawline while you sobbed his name, “my precious princess, does that feel good to you?” He lifted his face to take in the sight of your pretty face completely fucked out.

You nodded wordlessly to his words, he had successfully pushed you into a subspace filled with nothing but delight, your ears were ringing with only mumbles of his words reaching your brain, at this specific point you felt mind blowing waves of pleasure running throughout your body, confusing you on whether or not you were cumming again but you couldn’t bring yourself to care or focus.

“Did I fuck you dumb, doll? It’s okay you know I’ll take care of you, angel. I’ve got you, hm?” He continued, his legs now convulsing while he felt himself teetering on the edge of his orgasm, he could taste the metallic taste of his blood coating his mouth due to how harshly he had been biting his lips.

He felt you cumming around him once again, your nails gripping around his arms with your eyes closed shut while you whimpered beneath him, not able to process anything besides the borderline painful pleasure he’s been causing, his eyes softened at the rush of fresh tears from your ears when you tightened around him once again, “jongie..” you finally were able to weakly whisper his name, with both of your bodies twitching in overstimulating ecstasy.

your voice needily calling for him was enough to finally have him toppling over the edge, he choked out your name once he felt his mind clouding with blinding euphoria, hot white rushing through his veins as he pressed his hips sharply against yours, his tip pressing against your sweetest spots while he filled you up with his thick ropes of cum, painting your insides pleasingly white.

countless whispers of fuck fuck fuck fell past his lips followed by loud moans of your name as he plunged inside of your wetness to ride out his climax, unintentionally bringing you to another orgasm that made your walls convulse around him painfully, your peaks of pleasure seemed endless once jongseong felt his own tears of overstimulation lining his waterline, his wobbling lips pressing against your shiny ones, your body twitched beneath him once he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist after lowering your legs from his shoulders,

He suckled on your lower lip as his thrusts finally came to a stop with his cock deep inside of you, he felt his body burning with the intensity of the aftershocks, he quietly whispered your name expecting you to open your eyes yet you could only bring yourself to hum, he began to suck on your the tip of your tongue, hands caressing your sides while his length softened in between your warm walls,

“Angel.. my sweet girl.” He whispered, his dazed eyes now awaiting yours to open up finally, “come on..” he softly tapped his index finger along your cheek, finding the way you suddenly wrapped your arms around his shoulders to hold him closer endearing, “come on baby, come back to me..” he urged on, and once his longing tone finally reached your ears, you attempted your best to open your eyes.

“There you go baby..” he chuckled at the sight of your unfocused eyes, his fingers tenderly caressed your wet cheeks, patiently waiting for you to fully return your focus back onto him again, “did so well for me, pretty girl.” He praised before trailing kisses along your jawline, “my sweet angel.” He spoke with a final kiss to your parted lips, a soft smile appearing on his face when he finally noticed your hazy eyes focusing on him,

“You did so good for me, baby.” He said in a hushed tone, quietly speaking as to not overwhelm you in any way, the only goal in his mind was to get you both cleaned up before cuddling you till the afternoon tomorrow, “I love you so much,” he whispered, his heart swelling when you gently kissed him.

And that night became one of his favourites with you when he finally tucked you in his bed, your body clean atop changed bedsheets with him besides you, completely unaware that jongseong’s previous words were actually true, and the proof of that was the small velvet box inside of his blazer that he had messily discarded when he was undressing you.

៹ — A,NOTE. pt2. as mentioned above this was not proofread or edited so im kind of terrified to post this but I just finished it and i desperately want this work out of my drafts because it’s been here since the end of jan 😭

I would also like to point out the fact that I used punctuation this time ☝️ or atleast well TRIED to use it to my best ability, and that this will also have a part two (that’s not going to be released anytime soon because this one drained me) and it will focus on the more possessive and somewhat toxic? side of ceo jay bcs im obsessed with him 🙏🏼

some scenes were also written very quickly with my mind completely empty to it makes me feel kinda :/ like especially the award scene it was kinda rushed but I was kind of working on a time crunch (idk why but I wanted this out as soon as possible) so that’s why some scenes might feel empty or not as well and in depth written as the other ones which is on me + the fact that I don’t really know much about the modelling agency so I didn’t go into detail about writing it in case it’ll be wrong which is also why some scenes will be feeling empty. but anywho !! i hope u some what enjoyed my longest fic to date :D !! feedback & reblogs are greatly appreciated ! <3

(p.s big thanks to Victoria Monét’s collaboration song with kehlani ‘touch me’ for giving me this idea and for making that song and if u read the lyrics they somewHAT inspired this whole fic especially kehlani’s verse and if some other parts don’t make sense then don’t worry because they will in part two 😁💯)

#enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen scenarios #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #enhypen jay smut #enha jay #enha smut #enha x reader #park jongseong x reader #park jay smut #park jongseong fic #park jongseong smut #park jongseong #jay smut #jay park smut #jay x reader #jay hard hours #enhypen jay #jongseong x reader #✦ ۰ — tmfm | pjs.

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Someone let Undyne get a driver's license, and she's made that Gaster's problem. And just in time too--Toriel's car won't be going anywhere except maybe through the map anytime soon. How do you even write an insurance claim for graphics errors...?

Oh man, finally got to some things I've been looking forward to drawing for a long time! Toriel's glitched-out car and Undyne's arrival have been pretty clear images in my head for ages, and at last! I could deliver. I hope it was worth the wait :>

Help has arrived at last, but the story continues July 20th! Stay tuned!

#undertale #undertale comic #unexpected guests comic #toriel (undertale) #w.d. gaster #frisk (undertale) #undyne (undertale) #alphys (undertale) #gaster is a non-newtonian fluid #among other more anomalous [non]substances

[silversainz]

rumors to rest ୨ৎ CL 16

IN WHICH the rumors of you two dating comes to an end, when charles does the most unexpected thing at the end of an race.

requested yes / no

notes: I finished this late and near the end I kinda gave up sorry, there also might be some errors, Tumblrs been acting up lately, and messing up my layouts for the fic

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yourusername happy Tuesday lovely’s 💐❤️

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lilymhe you’re literally so gorgeous 😫

yourusername marry me 💍

alex_albon that’s my girlfriend?

yourusername marry me too? 💍

y/nlover drooling over you

charles_leclerc Tu es mignonne ❤️ you’re pretty

sainzz15 y’all make me sick

kissesfory/n oh just confirm it already

landonorris ew

yourusername is what I say whenever I see you

pierregasly 😍

yourusername telling Kika

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc it’s Tuesday, ready to start the season 👀

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ashleclerc16 the matching captions, interesting 🤨?

Sainzz55 so you’re delusional like us

y/nlover so now they’re traveling the world together…interesting 🤨

yourusername nice photos

charles_leclerc thank you a beautiful lady took them

leclercsainzz HOLD UP?!

sainzz16 my delusional self is shaking rn

norris444 yesterday she was packing on her stream and now her comment? I think they’re going to the abu Dhabi gp together?

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yourusername a wild y/n at an airport, where will she be going?

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y/nfanclub a wild Charles was seen at an airport to, wonder where he’s going?

ashleclerc16 maybe to the hotel with Charles 🤷‍♀️

stargirly/n rumor has it you’re traveling with Charles

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charles_leclerc who took the photos? 🤨

yourusername a handsome man took them?

sainzz556 sick y’all make me

stargirly/n I can’t stand y’all

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allf1news charles and y/n l/n seen at the same airport that was arriving at Abu Dhabi today, could they have been traveling together for the Abu Dhabi gp, the last race of the season?

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vettelmick I mean, honestly speaking, she has friends in Abu Dhabi so she could be visiting them…?

norris444 SHUT UP LET US BE DELUSIONAL

stargirly/n NOT THE RIGHT TIME

leclerc4416 in all honesty, if the rumors of them dating are true, charles could find somebody better than her

stargirly/n STFU

yourusername I look pretty good for an 17 hour flight 🤭

y/lnfan16 I’m connecting the dots here

ashleclerc16 I don’t think I’m being delusional anymore

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yourusername Abu Dhabi is beautiful ❤️🌻

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kissesfory/n WHOS HAND IS THAT Y/N?!

lilymhe oh is that a mystery man?

Yourusername a mystery man for sure 🥰

ashleclerc16 I swear that’s a ring Charles wears all the time

sainzz554 y/n did you travel with Charles, yes or no 🎤

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charles_leclerc lovely photos love 💕

stargirly/n charles motherfucking leclerc stop right NOW

Norris444 literally nobody’s going to be shocked when y’all come out and say y’all are dating

landogasly guys she has a boyfriend…. I found his instagram account it’s @,ryanohan 💀

> Yourusername @,landogasly I don’t have a boyfriend love, that’s a dear friend of mine ❤️

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yourusername Abu Dhabi has been lovely lovely 💞💞

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ashleclerc16 SO YALL DID GO TO ABU DHABI TOGETHER

sainzz555 HOLY SHIT WE WERE RIGHT

lilymhe mystery man, no?

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leclercsainzz this is the most boyfriend and girlfriend post I’ve ever seen

Rayleclerc deny y’all are dating again istg, I will shove this post in your face

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charles_leclerc fancy seeing you there ❤️

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allf1news y/n shows up to the paddock, along side charles, for the Abu Dubai gp, the last race of the season. 👀

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ashleclerc16 they’re matching omfg

sainzz she looks beautiful in red

user1655 they have matching outfits, matching rings, matching necklaces and matching shoes….but no they aren’t dating, I’m going insane

Carlosnorris not even my relationship but yet I’m going crazy over the fact that two people could be dating and still denying it..I need help

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yourusername it’s race day 🏎️🏎️❤️

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ashleclerc16 Carlos is us with you and Charles

pearlgasly realistically speaking what if they aren’t actually dating?

sainzz respectfully shut up

Charlesnumberone honestly thinking the same thing

f1 oh which team are you going for? 👀

yourusername idk some red popular team or Williams

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Charles_leclerc last race of the season, planned something special 🏎️

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ashleclerc16 should I be scared or scared

sainzz caption is making me feel mixed emotions

yourusername something special 🤔

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user1655 do the something special before the car breaks

norris444 WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT??

sainzz on the last race to…

rayleclerc this was unnecessary !!!

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yourusername something special, no?

beyond proud of you and I know your time will come, and I’ll be there standing right beside you cheering you on as loudly as I can. I’m ready to start the new year with you right by my side Mon amour pour toujours 💞💞

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Ashleclerc16 HIS SOMETHING SPECIAL TEARS FALLING

sainzz bro I fucking threw my phone across the room when he ran over and kissed you

charles_leclerc my something special forever ❤️

yourusername I’m crying again

stargirly/n THANK GOD ITS CONFIRMED I CAN STOP LOSING MY MIND

lilymhe mystery man revealed?

yourusername mystery man revealed indeed 🥰

Norris444 y’all dragged this on for too long WAYY too long

daniel444 now if y’all break up within a month imma go insane

lewis445 I’m so single, I’m sobbing

riccardobull the best friends to lovers trope I’m hating idc

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charles_leclerc something special forever, on to 2023 with you ❤️

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Contrasting Hearts- Yang Jungwon

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Prologue- In the bustling halls of Yonsei University, 'Yang Jungwon' cut a figure of popularity and prestige. With his sharp wit and grumpy demeanor, he commanded attention wherever he went. Yet, beneath the facade of confidence lay a young man burdened with restrictions and frustrations, yearning for an escape from the unwanted pressures and people in his life.

On the opposite end of the spectrum stood 'Moon Collins', a ray of sunshine in a world often shrouded in shadows. With her carefree attitude and a heart full of love, she floated through life with ease, cherishing every moment spent with her loved ones.

Moon prepared to make the journey from Seattle back to Seoul after six long years. When their paths inevitably crossed, sparks flew as their contrasting personalities clashed. Their initial encounters were marked by arguments and playful banter, each one vying to outdo the other with clever retorts and witty comebacks. Little did they know, fate had a different plan in store for them but don't wanted to accept it.

Unbeknownst to Jungwon, the girl he confided in every night, the one he jokingly referred to as "his therapist," was none other than Moon herself. Their connection, forged through late-night conversations on Instagram with a stranger, was about to take on a new dimension as their lives intertwined in unexpected ways.

Contrasting hearts masterlist

Non idol!enhypen × My original characters

Gener- social media au with written chapters/one shots, multiple pov's, crack, fluff maybe some other things we'll see.

Tropes- Stranger to enemies to lovers, Slow burn,He's dumb and she's even dumber, Grumpy X sunshine, Slight angst

Caution- Mature content (only implied on the legal line and only in some parts), Swearing, Drinking/smoking, Past traumas and violence(I'll add more if I need to)

Author's note - hey! Hope you're having a good day or night. About this story I know I've made a very long prologue and i explained too much hehe... but apart from that I've already started posting this story on wattpad in early February but later I found it a little difficult because of the genre (smau) so eventually I stopped but now I've decided to continue posting this story on both of the platform I mean here and wattpad. (Tho I need to edit a lot on wattpad now)

And maybe you will find some grammatical errors since English is not my native language

Also this story is 17+ in my opinion but maybe 18+ in few parts (if you're a minor please don't interact)

I hope you guys will enjoy reading this. if you wanna get tagged on the tag list just tell me in my ask(☆⁠). Feedbacks will be really appreciated and helpful for me♡

If you read all my blah blah till here, some flowers for you💐

thankyou so much🥰

We'll post a proper introduction soon along with profiles.

Till then bye bye!

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

@moonbxbiee all right reserved. Do not translate or post my work anywhere without permission.

#enhypen #jungwon fluff #jungwon hard hours #yang jungwon #jungwon #jungwon smau #enhypen smau #jay park #jake enhypen #jay enhypen #sunoo enhypen #sunghoon enhypen #enhypen niki #enhypen heeseung #kpop smau #moonbxbiee #enhypen hard hours #moonbxbieejungwon #enha social media au #enhypen social media au #engene #moonbxbiee contrasting hearts #enha #enha smau #enha hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enha hard thoughts #niki enhypen #fluff #smau

[nobodysdaydreams]

20 Questions for Writers

@myfairkatiecat Thanks for the tag, sorry this took so long. (@sophieswundergarten thanks for the reminder 💕)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

8 so far. It's not a lot, but I make up for it in length.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

417,645 💀

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Exclusively tmbs so far, but I plan on doing some Wolf359 fics when I (finally) finish the podcast. Sadly all my ideas are long. I'm sorry.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Since I have so few fics I'll just give the list:

S.O.S., by a lot. I'd like to thank the show's cancellation for my unexpected success.

The Oldest Siblings , mainly due to it's association with SOS (it's the prequel in the series)

Treat Them With(out) Mercy

Who You Were Meant To Be

A Joy To Obey and It Should Have Been Us are tied

The Boys Who Waited

Sirens of the Sea and Sky: dead last with 3 modest kudos. This fic is the equivalent of having a kid in a school recital who screams the whole time and knocks down the set. He might be a disaster, but he's my kid and I'm proud. This fic is ridiculous, but it makes me laugh anyway. I don't know how burnt out finals Bods came up with this, but by golly...she did.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Of course! I think I've responded to every comment I've ever gotten (if not I'm so sorry please let me know). I appreciate every one of them, and I love talking about the ideas in my idea and the fics I write, so please know that every comment you leave totally brightens my day! 🥰

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hm. Right now "The Boys Who Waited" probably has the angstiest and most ominous ending, but we'll see what happens.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably "A Joy To Obey" since it's my main fluff fic with a nice ending. A great read if you like lighter stuff.

8. Do you get hate on your fic?

Not yet. If I did, I'm not even sure what I'd do. Depends on the hate. I might cry. I might laugh, honestly. I don't think I'm nearly important, good, or noticeable enough for that so I might be a little flattered ngl (unless it was something vulgar or hateful towards a certain group of people then I'd delete and block the person). I'm sure people have read my writing and not liked it, but I think they just click away.

9. Do you write smut?

No, that's not for me. Especially because I'm writing for a children's fandom, I just don't think that's appropriate.

10. Do you write crossovers?

No, but I've done some AU's on tumblr.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of. Also this is a small fandom so if a fic of mine DID get stolen, it would be pretty awkward and obvious. Don't plagiarize kids.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I'd be honored if anyone wanted to do that!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

No, but that could be fun!

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Why the MV Shortcut, of course! /jk

I don't really have a lot of ships I get super invested in, I prefer platonic relationships. If I think of one I'll let you guys know.

15. What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

You'll find out. (Don't worry about SOS. I promised I'd finish it and I intend to keep my word).

16. What are your writing strengths?

According to my readers, dialogue, characterization, themes, weaving multiple storylines together, and plot twists.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I can't write a short fic to save my life, and I can't edit to save my life. I also just publish my first drafts because I have no impulse control (sorry).

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Funny enough I’ve done this, but only canon MBS dialogue where I've translated it directly from the show's subtitles. If I made an error, please let me know.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Mbs, and so far just mbs. Hoping to expand someday when I magically have more time (and finish Wolf359).

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

SOS, just because of what a fun journey it's been.

Tags: @phtalogreenpoison @oflightningandstars @mvshortcut @sqenthusiast @itsgoghtime @amphibious-entity @mysteriouseggsbenedict and anyone who hasn't been tagged yet but wants to do it (sorry if I accidently double tagged)

#This was fun thanks for tagging me! #tmbs #tmbs fanfic #mbs fanfic #ask game #Bods Answers #Ao3 #ao3 author #ao3 writer

[bl-bam-beyond]

AS 2023 ENDS AND 2024 BEGINS LETS GET INTO 2024 UPCOMING KBL. WHAT WE ACTUALLY GOT IN 2023.

For 2024 we supposedly have...

1. Love For Love Sake ✅️

2. Choco Milk Shake Season 2

3. Eul's Love

4. Gray Currents (now called Gray Shelter) ✅️

5. The Time of Fever (Unintentional Love Story 2: Second Couple Sequel gets title)

6. Ambiguous

7. Blossom Campus (STRONGBERRY) ✅️

8. Boys Be Brave (Original Title: I Can't Confess) from the director of Our Dating Sim) ✅️

9. Say I Love You (from the director of The New Employee)

10. Uncovering The Curse of Taekwondo (from the director of To My Star)

11. Jazz For Two ✅️

12. Good Night To Get Drunk

13. Joseon Chefs

14. Skam (Korean Remake) Cancelled 🚫❌️

Expected in 2023 that may appear in 2024

15. Heesu In Class 2

16. Love is Like A Cat ✅️

17. The First Love Manual

18. Eccentric Romance

19. Secret Relationship

20. Wuju Bakery (Thai-Korean BL Series)

Unexpected or Unknown (at least by me) of 2024 aka Special Additions:

21. Happy Ending (by Strongberry) ✅️

What Actually Aired/Airing in 2024

1. Love For Loves Sake

2. Love Is Like A Cat

3. Happy Ending

4. Jazz For Two

5. Gray Currents (changed from Gray Shelter)

6. Boys Be Brave (changed from I Can't Confess)

7. Blossom Campus

What Actually Aired in 2023 (In Order of which I liked more)

1. Our Dating Sim

2. The Eighth Sense

3. Unintentional Love Story

4. Love Class Season 2

5. Why RU? Korean Remake

6. Love Tractor

7. Jun and Jun

8. Bon Appétit

9. A Shoulder To Cry On

10. Starstruck

11. Happy Merry Ending

12. Love Mate

13. All The Liquors

14. Individual Circumstances

15. Bump Up Business

16. A Breeze of Love (not on my original list but aired on the dreadful IQIYI yes I have a love-hate issue with IQIYI sometimes I love it and sometimes I hate it most especially with KBL)

Unsubstantiated Rumors

Blueming Season 2 - though a second season was rumored and wanted by fans no official sequel is in the works as of now but like many fans... my fingers are crossed.

4 Directors From Existing KBL Hits (To My Star, Our Dating Sim, The New Employee and Semantic Error) are all slated to direct BL's in 2024

Updated May 16, 2024

@pose4photoml @lutawolf @kingofthereblog-boysloveed

#KOREAN BOYS' LOVE #KBL #2023 #2024 #AIRED #WILL AIR #RUMORS #UPDATES WHEN AVAILABLE #NOTHING IS SET IN STONE...YET

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#pillowfort #pillowfort.social #pillowfort premium #pfstaffalert #site update

[wingedfang]

I make this story about avatar the last air bender in Wattpad app.

It was a 17 years old, a college student who unexpected die and getting reincarnate in avatar universe. (Also it's fem reader x various girls because why not? It's pretty uncommon to find it 👀✨💅🏼)

Take note: 'Don't expect me i'm going to write a straight couple like for example: zuko x fem reader. So no. I'm not going to wrote like that. That's why I starting to wrote about the girls this time consider they where so underated and it was hard to find a good story for them.'

Don't forget that I'm still beginner, so it has chance a grammatical errors. And my english is wasn't my first language.

Anyway... my author name was already in the picture if you guys wanted to read, do search in wattpad. So enjoy guys.✨📜✒️

#fyp #fypシ #fypage #fanfiction #reincarnation #avatar the last airbender #avatar aang #toph beifong #atla toph #atla ty lee #atla katara #atla sokka #atla zuko #katara #atla aang #aang #fem reader #lgbtq #gxg #various #masculine #masc lesbian #masc reader #reincarnated #rejuvination #fanfic #my edit #atla azula #atla june #atla jet

[dragons-and-dwarves-are-nice]

To The Shadows that Cry Witch - Masterlist

Hi! Welcome to the fic that started up my writing again! This is my biggest project, so I hope you love it just as much as I do! It's a bit long winded, so I'll try to make it worth the read! Enjoy!

Summary: Magic was real, but it came at a price. So when two girls from Earth ended up in the one place they never thought they could reach, strange things began to happen. Good or bad? That's up to them to find out.

So uhhhhh.. magic’s real. Middle earth’s real. Shit goes down. Bon appetite.

Tags: Kíli x oc/reader - Fíli x oc (POV to be written soon) - Thorin's company x ocs/reader (platonic) - fluff - angst - SUPER slow burn - crack

Warnings: Violence, swearing, graphic descriptions of injuries, character death (anything else I will add)

Taglist - comment or message to be added!

Now available on Wattpad and AO3 (please let me know if links aren't working)

Go back to Tolkien Masterlist

To the Shadows that Cry Witch

Chapters will now be posted monthly between 5-10pm (UK time)!!

Purple text - release dates

Green text - Posted

Extras:

Behind the scenes notes (may or may not post)

Headcanons - Kíli x oc (to be written)

Headcanons - Fíli x oc (to be written)

Playlist - Part 1 (coming soon!)

To the Shadows that Cry Witch - Soundtrack Playlist

The Hobbit - Before it all began

Part 1 - The Journey to Middle Earth:

Prologue

Chapter I - Go on a road trip they said, it’ll be fun they said

Chapter II - I should’ve stayed in bed

Chapter III - Error: Friend not found

Chapter IV - Hey ghouls, the girls are here

Chapter V - Coping mechanisms my ass

Chapter VI - Ironically Alive

Chapter VII - This is why you don't socialise

Chapter VIII - How it feels to chew five gum

Chapter IX - The Teletubbies could never.

Chapter X - DIE. But first, food.

Part 2 - Settling into the Shire:

Chapter XI - Unfortunate Beginnings

Chapter XII - Not much has changed but there's Wi-Fi now

Chapter XIII - Item: Suspicion

Chapter XIV - Thanks, I hate it

Chapter XV - Screaming

Chapter XVI - 'Time for a shopping spree!' They said, unemployed.

Chapter XVII - I am confusion

Chapter XVIII - Into the thick of it.

Chapter XIX - Beautiful new - BLOO - passport.

Chapter XX - Yer a wizard. Sorry, witch.

Chapter XXI - Interesting Concept. Poor Execution.

Chapter XXII -

(To be continued...)

The Hobbit - An Unexpected Journey

Part 3 - O.D.R: Operation Dwarf Rave

Part 4 - The Journey Begins

Part 5 - Rivendell and the Misty Mountains

Part 6 - Deep beneath the surface

The Hobbit - The Desolation of Smaug

Part 7 - Of Bees and Bears

Part 8 - Jailbreak

Part 9 - On Thin Ice

Part 10 - To wake the Beast

The Hobbit - The Battle of the Five Armies

Part 11 - A downed dragon, is a dead dragon

Part 12 - Gold's Parasite

Part 13 - I will have war

Part 14 - The Ravens

Part 15 - Until the sky comes falling down

The Hobbit - The Aftermath

Part 16 - Amrâlimê

Part 17 - The Stones Whisper

Part 18 - A Proclomation

Part 19 - Calling all Witches and Wizards

Part 20 - Till all are one

Part 21 - The Calling

Enjoy! <3

#the hobbit #hobbit #hobbit x reader #thorins company #thorins company x reader #found family #slow burn #fanfic #wattpad #ao3 #To the Shadows that Cry Witch #Big Soup #kili #fili #bilbo #thorin #legolas #thranduil #oc #x oc #kili x reader #kili x oc #fili x reader #fili x oc #fluff #angst #magic #magick #witch character

[keikokogi]

♪♫The Melody of Your Heartbeat♫♪ heizou x reader

synopsis: In the dazzling world of music, two wildly popular idols, Yn from the powerful girl group "RO5EY" and Heizou from the charismatic boy band "6reeze," dominate the industry with their electrifying performances and heart-melting smiles. However, beneath their radiant personas lies a secret: they are both smitten with each other, but they've never met in person!

*-RO5EY members **-6reeze members

ACT I: Love Letters from an Unknown Fan

01-Mysterious Words on the Screen 02-A Fan's Heartfelt Confession 03-Curiosity and Intrigue 04-Yn's Appreciation 05-Encounters in Cyberspace 06-Heizou's Melodic Musings 07-The Bond Through Music 08-Late-Night Conversations 09-Lumine's Detective Work 10-A Friend's Suspicion 11-Unraveling Clues 12-Dancing on the Edge of Discovery 13-Tensions and Temptations 14-Music Festival Collaboration 15-Behind the Glamorous Masks 16-The Night Before the Stage 17-Fluttering Hearts Backstage 18-Serendipitous Encounters 19-Hidden Feelings Revealed 20-A Comedy of Errors 21-The Reveal: "H" is Heizou 22-Love's Awakening 23-Lumine's Mischievous Plan 24-Unexpected Chemistry 25-A Secret Beginning

ACT II: Melodies Across the Screen

26-Embracing the New Connection 27-Virtual Dates and Real Emotions 28-Balancing Love and Stardom 29-Idol Life's Ups and Downs 30-Supporting Each Other's Dreams 31-Whispers of the Heart 32-The Thrill of Their First Date 33-Love in the Midst of Chaos 34-A Romantic Getaway 35-Keeping Their Love a Secret 36-Behind Lumine's Matchmaking Schemes 37-Navigating the Paparazzi 38-Fans' Speculations and Theories 39-Love's Harmonious Melody 40-Insecurities and Vulnerabilities 41-Dreams and Aspirations Shared 42-A Surprise Collaboration 43-Making Memories Together 44-The Power of Music and Love 45-The Big Reveal to Their Friends 46-Facing Their Fears Together 47-Celebrating Milestones 48-Trials and Triumphs 49-Love's Bright Future 50-A Love that Shines on Stage

ACT III: Behind the Spotlight

51-Balancing Public and Private Lives 52-Facing Media Speculations 53-Supporting Each Other's Careers 54-Yn's Solo Endeavor 55-Heizou's International Venture 56-Lumine's Secret-Keeping Struggles 57-A Surprise Encounter Abroad 58-Celestial Serenade: A Duet Unveiled 59-Misadventures in Disguise 60-A Proposal in the Making 61-Unmasking Their Relationship 62-The Pop World's Reaction 63-Weathering the Storm 64-Strengthening Bonds with Fans 65-Music's Healing Power 66-Love Across Time Zones 67-A Love Song for Yn 68-A Love Song for Heizou 69-The Return of Cupid Lumine 70-Rivalries and Friendships 71-Standing Strong Together 72-Love Letters in the Limelight 73-A Journey of Growth and Love 74-Forever and Always: Yn and Heizou 75-Love Notes Echoing in Eternity

#genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin #the melody of your heartbeat #heizou x you #heizou x reader #6reeze #lumine #wanderer #xiao #venti #kamisato ayaka #aether #kazuha #charlotte genshin impact #yunjin

[veryace-ficrecs]

Labyrinth (1986) Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

Tales of Cupid and Psyche by DemonSaya - Rated M

Jareth's mother has found out about Sarah rejecting her son. And she's very, VERY unhappy.

Let My Love Be Your Blue Sky by cricket_aria - Rated T

The owl was miserably drenched by rain in the tree outside her window, and Sarah could ignore him no more.

Many Happy Returns by neverbelonely - Rated G

Thirteen years later, Sarah returns to the Labyrinth to wish her Goblin King a happy birthday.

Sleeves by beastinabasket - Rated G

Sarah didn’t consider herself an overly sentimental person.

Pieces by DeltaIvyRose - Rated E

Seven years after Sarah wished her brother away and ran the Labyrinth. Sarah's life isn't going the direction she wanted. After spending the last five years in college and a failed career as a serious journalist, she finds herself living back at home with her family. Her father sets her up with a job at his law firm and while it's not the job of her dreams, she takes it to make him happy. But on her first day, strange things start to happen and through the desperate actions of an old friend, she finds herself back in the Labyrinth tasked with an important mission. Save Jareth from a wicked Fae woman who has done something terrible to him and now the Labyrinth, and everyone in it, may possibly die.

The Labyrinth's Queen's return by Webtrinsic - Rated G

Sarah is tired of her boring life on earth, so she returns to her Labyrinth where she reigns as Queen. A welcome surprise to the Goblin King.

Glitter, Tea and Company by Skydriane - Rated G

Being stuck at home with a hot water bottle for company is not Sarah's idea of fun, but when she inadvertently makes a wish the outcome is better than she expected.

Feathers by PallasRubiaOrigins - Rated E

Due to a judicial error, Jareth loses his most cherished power. He needs Sarah to get it back, but she is trying to survive in the real world and helping the Goblin King is not on her to do list. When their paths cross again, life-changing choices have to be made.

The Labyrinthine Queen by Defiant_Bard, Keylah - Rated T

Sarah thought her adventure was over, but a surprise eight years later sends her into the heart of the Labyrinth, back to a certain incorrigible Goblin King and a Labyrinth that is different from what she remembers. It will take all her wit to win again.

The Way Forward Is Sometimes The Way Back by 17 pansies (17pansies) - Rated G

Sometimes, the way forward really is the way back. ... or is the way back the way forward?

The Trial of a Goblin King by Doctor_Pepperpot - Rated T

Jareth is languishing in the dungeons of his own castle. He is in big trouble and time is running out. Can Hoggle convince reluctant-bride and soap opera star, Sarah Williams, to return to the Labyrinth to help him?

It's Only Forever by Foxtrot (SolidState) - Rated T

It was easier than she'd thought it would be. One day she turned a corner at the park and there it was; the Labyrinth. The mouth of it, that wide brick entryway, loomed from a shady copse of fir trees where it sat nestled as if it had grown from the very earth itself – an organic living thing. The dead vines and grubby moss hardly changed at all since she had last seen it and Sarah wondered if there would be fuzzy little worms having tea in the cracks and crevices of it's pillars. Sarah heard it then, the soft voice she had caught only the faintest whispers of as a 15 year old still full of rage and righteousness, but now it spoke clear and crisp in her mind like a lazy river washing over stones. It called to her as it had done the first time but now…now Sarah understood the words.

Finder's Keepers by LabyrinthineDreamer - Rated T

Sarah finds something unexpected in the park near her parent's home.

Necessity and Need by Natarie - Rated G

Sarah wakes up in the Labyrinth the day after she saves Toby. And the morning after that, and the next. Slow burn friendship-to-romance fic (if it ever gets that far)

Heart by icarus_chained - Rated G

Three years after the Labyrinth, Jareth comes with one final offer.

wild peaches by notbecauseofvictories - Rated T

The morning after Sarah Williams defeats the Goblin King, she gets up and makes toast.

UnderAbove by Nightmarish - Rated T

The first time it happened, there were no theatrics. She was simply there one minute and somewhere else the next.

Dare to Bake a Peach by akaVertigo - Rated T

She'll muddle through recipes untold and burns unnumbered, fight her way out of every castle fantasy supper to guard what he's out to steal... Sarah cooks, and Sarah wins.

"You did this?" by AuthorinExile - Rated G

Sarah tries to move on with her life. Jareth does not.

trying to do right (in this wicked world) by haymitch (commanderdameron) - Rated T

Sarah sheds her precocious girl skin on her first day of coursework, when she reveals her research interests in her first-year seminar and realizes that nearly every member of her cohort reacts with a barely-concealed sneer.

How to Catch a Goblin King by ViciouslyWitty - Rated E

What happens when Sarah accidentally crashes a goblin royal wedding and inadvertently proposes to the groom? What happens when the groom accepts? They're bound, of course! After all... what's said is said. You are cordially invited to an Underground wedding.

#veryace recs #labyrinth #labyrinth 1986 #jareth #jareth the goblin king #sarah williams #ao3 fic recs #fanfic recs #ao3

[cardcaptorsakura96]

Masterlist of Written Work

Hi. The following is a list of all the fanfics and original stories that I have done so far. I will also post updates here too. Happy reading!

Series

My Everything: (A Supercorp fanfic series)

Lately: A slice of life story. Lena is trying to balance her life at L-Corp with home life with Kara and her twins. However, things don't always go so smoothly.

Fairy Tales: Lena finally has the work and home life balance that she wants and is excited to get to spend the next two weeks that she has off with the girls while Kara is away. She believes that it will be smooth sailing, but things are not as they seem.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

Sweet Love: Lena is stressed about about family and work decisions that need to be made. Kara believes that a family vacation is in order to get away from everything. However, things don't go according to plan.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

Oneshots

Difference of Taste: This is for the Rewrite Challenge hosted by @choicesprompts This is a rewrite of a scene in the Wednesday tv series using Supergirl characters. Lena and Kara have a difference of opinion of their room and what it means to be roommates.

Something Wicked This Way Comes: The Superkids are participating in a decathlon, but unusual series of events start to happen. This is a part of the 1k word challenge. I got the word smoke. This is in the same world as my series My Everything. Alexa, Liza, Billy, and Zatanna are a couple of years older. You can read this independently of the series. Not sure if I will keep this as a one shot or continue. If you want to see more, let me know!

An Unexpected Journey: Lena is going on a forced vacation with her best friend Sam and her daughter Ruby. However, things don't go exactly as planned when they reached their destination. This story I did is for the AO3 Tag Roulette: July 2023 from Prompt Roulette. The tags that I used from this were the following: Opera singers; sudoku; magnolias; wicked eyes and wicked hearts; fox. I am not sure if I will continue it our not. Let me know in the comments if you want to see more.

Through Susie's Eyes: A doll is given to a teenage girl. Will she treasure it or think it is something trivial?

An Unfortunate Error of Judgement: Amy's whole world changes in an instant.

Lost In Time: Tinker Bell comes across the ultimate lost thing, an alien spaceship crash landed on Neverland.

Taxes, Taxes, Taxes: What if superheroes had to pay a property damage tax every time they had a fight in the city?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22, Chapter 23, Chapter 24, Chapter 25, Chapter 26, Chapter 27, Chapter 28

About Last Night: Lillian Luthor is eagerly wanting to get to her daughter's destination wedding. However, a couple of detours with the docile Kara Danvers changes her life in a big way.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Getting To Know You: Kara and Lena run into a familiar face while on a trip to Chicago. Whether it is a good or bad thing remains to be seen.

Unwitting Rescue: Kara Danvers finds a box of kittens on her way to work. Things don't go according to plan.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8

Two Truths and a Lie: Will a game of two truths and a lie strengthen Kara and Lena's relationship or make it worse?

Midnight Run: Lena is overworked. Luckily, she has Kara in her life to force her into a much-needed break.

Finding Peace-Lex is actively trying to kidnap Lena while she is seven months pregnant. Lillian offers her protection but can Lena and Kara really trust her?

Unknown Glimpse Into The Future- Kara is finally moving in with Lena. However, an unknown box on their doorstep leads to an unexpected surprise.

Everything All At Once- Lena and Kara agree to bring their children over to Lillian's house for Halloween. However, they don't realize that Lillian has a few surprises up her sleeve.

Blackout- Lena arrives home after being kidnapped and tortured by Lex. Right as she tries to calm down, a blackout hits the entire block. Still traumatized from her recent abduction, how will Lena get through this?

A Christmas Miracle-After her last two breakups, Lena doesn't think there is love out there for her. However, will Ruby's wish to Santa make Lena a believer in miracles?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3

A Change of Plans: Kara has the perfect wedding proposal planned. However, outside forces altered what she had in mind.

We're All In This Together: Kara, Clark, and Barry are taken off guard by a request by the imp Mxyzptlk: watch over and protect the children of their alternate selves from a different Earth. Will our heroes rise to the occasion?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

A Pleasant Ruse: Lena runs into her ex-Andrea who wants her back. Lena panics and tells her that Kara is her girlfriend. Will Kara be willing to help Lena keep up the ruse?

Finding Each Other: Clark Kent always knew he wanted a family. He just always thought it would be traditional like his parents. Little did he know that destiny had something different in store for him.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Behind the Story Series

Taxes, Taxes, Taxes , Two Truths and a Lie, About Last Night, Through Susie's Eyes

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[srbachchan]

DAY 5362

Jalsa, Mumbai                    Oct 17/18,  2022                  Mon/Tue  1:14 AM

October 18 .. birthday wishes to Ef Prathibha Rajesh .. happiness and love from your Ef .. 🌸🌿

.... and still running on to work ..  !! whoooooaaaaa .. !!

.... yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hhh !!!

gratitude to the show audience .. ever .. they make the KBC episode ..

the love affection and the grace received each day from the hundreds tgat come as audience on KBC is impossible to limit with alphabets and work constructs .. they are the life of each episode .. they and the contestant ..

ALWAYS .. 

when they cheer, laugh or giggle and applause at your efforts , it just converts the temperament into one of being able to ‘conquer the World’ .. that is how important it is to be ever thankful to them that take their valuable time out for us at the KBC counter .. may they live long and be in the arms of glory and deliverance .. for they be the masters the guiders and the accomplishers of each DAY at the turnstiles !!!!

Truly .. for me they are the movers of the temperament of each that work at the KBC counter .. they deflate, I deflate .. they shine I shine .. 

Spending some time with them after each show endeth, is a blessing for me .. the details they come out with , is so disarming and true in spirit and deed .. !

Apologies , my ☝🏽☝🏽 dear audience .. when you react, my act gathers strength and immense appreciation .. but when I make error, the treatment you mete out to various other instituters is phenomenal ..

may the spirit of this support be alive all the while ..

the other aspect of existence for me at least, is understanding .. to understand the functioning of wares in a boarding school is understanding .. err , not always in School, but in general too ..

I think the School came up because we were discussing the daily routines of a day with the audience on show .. and comparing that with what transpires in the boarding and in the portals of KBC ..

we here in the cities take the  matter up often enough, through fast, a prayer .. until the moon peers through the horizon - always hidden behind the unexpected clouds .. and break their fasting to emerge the best among all that has, to be organised , cheer to the Moon (.. simhaaliye and still play the best cricket to defeat the unknown .. which according to your instincts , we would never a jib soon .. soon shall find out ..) .. I have no idea how these words came out and what they mean .. its hallucinating over the factor of lack of sleep and the brain cells continuing to work despite .. or inspite .. whatever !

JUNK .. JUNKED .. !!

so understanding is where we left off .. understanding .. tough feel .. never can be in situation of complete understanding, with any other .. what you create for instance can never be understood in its entirety by any other, no matter what !

they .. the others .. feel they know .. feel they understand and wish to be tried out .. but no .. they never shall .. no matter how close the understanding relationship is .. 

and so the state of the understanding is best with the ‘ME’ .. it cannot be replicated, nor can it be given in the same colour, to another .. 

and that is how it should ever remain .. 

I can share an experience with another and expect that they experience the same .. NAAAAHHHH .. they will never .. you will be the best judge and communicator .. but no matter how great your communication brilliance, the ‘other’ shall ever remain the ‘other’  ..

AND ..

why endeavour to share .. why ..

it is your feel .. why must it be felt by any other .. for what reason .. 

a million questions and answers floating in the air and space .. and no respectful response .. 

just as well ..

GN .. my love ❤️❤️❤️ ..

Amitabh Bachchan  

[monroeknoxwrites]

ranwan bakingAU

mr started baking to center himself, to find something to do on a weekend night instead of drink, hook up, or pick fights. Surprisingly, it works. And he's good at it. His aunt gives him the idea to post photos online, which soon turn to videos. They do moderately well and mr feels less like he wants to fight the whole world. He creates moon cakes shaped like little white cats instead.

That's how cwn finds him. The chubby white cats, with pink ears, whiskers, and everything, is mr's most popular video so far. cwn catches it recommended by a coworker in the group chat that really should be for work discussions. cwn doesn't spend much time there, unable to connect with these other work-from-home individuals scattered across the country. He knows their names but not much else.

On another lonely night in an endless string of lonely nights, cwn watches the video. No one's around to judge him, a full grown man, from indulging in something unavoidably cute anyway.

He hears the soft music, sees the baker's dimpled smile and big hands expertly molding and decorating the cutest little cats. He's drawn in by the voice, soothing, rich, inviting. The warm glow of his kitchen.

cwn blows through all of his other videos by the next week. At the end of his work day, he curls up in bed and watches them with a hot cup of tea or a glass of wine. A part of him recognizes how foolish this all is. To look forward to a 20 min glorified instructional video. But something about mr--he learned his name from the enthusiastic comments--puts him at ease. For a short while, watching mr knead dough or paint tiny pink flowers on a cake, his isolated life feels less burdensome. When mr tells a joke, unlike the rapid fire group chat, cwn feels included. He smiles back. He even laughs softly to himself.

The time mr accidentally set the hand mixer too high and flour went everywhere, mr laughing openly and fully at himself, cwn joined in. Loud and unrestrained and felt with his whole body.

He still lived and worked alone but it didn't feel like an empty existence anymore.

cwn looking at mr's immaculate kitchen day in day out and starts to grow self-conscious of the clutter surrounding him on all sides. Now he knows mr can't see it but he keeps picturing him walking through the front door and the appalled look on his face.

So each day off, he harnesses that shame and tidies up a few items. Only a thing here or there, really, he doesn't have the energy for a big project. But over the months it adds up. And he actually used the cleaning products he ordered when he moved in.

It's. Not a great success. Plenty of trial and error and truly embarrassing search results (how to clean a shower wall). He still takes pride in being able to see his bedroom floor. To walk to bed without taking the memorized safety route.

And he starts taking care of himself in other ways too. Mr mentioned walking his dog and getting inspiration by the flowering trees in the park for a new design. It gives cwn the courage to walk around the neighborhood. For a short while. Covered head to toe despite the balmy weather. A lady with a dog walks by and she smiles at him. She can't see his face because of the mask so he nods back.

He had a pleasant interaction? With another person? That didn't happen behind a computer screen?

The unexpected high of that momentary interaction carries him along to walk a bit further than he intended. An hour later he gets back home, not sore cause he works out regularly at home, but feeling exhausted. In a good way.

When he turns on his favorite set of old videos, on the days mr doesn't release a new video, he idly wonders if mr would be proud of him for taking this great big step.

cwn had been living removed from society since he was a kid. He and his father lived secluded on a mountain all of his childhood. Honestly, he'd still be there if he didn't decide to set out on his own at 17, leaving the only family he had behind for good.

But the real world proved to be too much. He didn't know how to interact with others. And they took advantage of his inexperience. Slowly he withdrew into himself, appearing cold and aloof. Then he withdrew completely from the world again, retreating to an apartment he never left. Modern technology provided everything he needed.

The abundance of delivery boxes strewn across the apartment, that he kept meaning to take care of, were a testament to that. He stares at the stack of broken down cardboard, ready to be used or thrown away, and he feels that weird swell of pride again.

The next day, he downloads a step counter on his phone and goes for another walk after work. The weather's grown a bit chillier so he doesn't get as many odd looks. If it weren't for that lady being polite yesterday, he would have aborted mission and retreated back to the safety of his apartment.

He sees her again. She smiles again. cwn nods back. Her dog sniffs his leg curiously, its little tail wagging.

"He doesn't bite," the lady says, still smiling.

Oh. That must be a social cue to touch it. cwn kneels to reach, the dog is small and his legs are pretty long. Before he even makes contact the dog lifts its head and does it for him, tail wagging so fast the little nub might fall off. cwn gives it precisely three awkward pats then straightens, nodding at the woman who still regarded him with a friendly smile.

That night he watches the video where mr makes cookies that look somewhat similar to the little dog.

He contemplates getting a dog but he's only just now learning to take care of himself. It's too soon to bring another living creature into the mix.

mr has a favorite commenter. They came in with the influx of watchers after his bunny mooncake video.

It wasn't anything special. Compared to all the other comments filled with screams and excessive emojis, it was very plain:

"These are cute, thank you for sharing."

Not even an exclamation point at the end. Just a period.

mr chuckled to himself at the time, thinking it was some grandma who didn't know how to use the site. They had the default icon and a simple username, supporting his theory.

Still, he appreciated it.

These videos meant more to him than he let on to his family. He felt lost as the years since his mother's death dragged on. He had this rage and bitterness brewing inside him with nowhere to go.

His aunt and uncle, the kind people that gave him a home, treated him as their own when they had no real obligation to do so, they tried hard to help him deal with it. To reconcile the injustice weighing heavy on his chest. That the world could let a young woman die as if her life meant nothing.

But he didn't make it easy for them.

"This has to stop a-ran," his uncle said as he drove mr home from the police station. The tired frustration in his voice, like he was at the end of his rope, was a cold bucket of water over mr's head.

He felt ashamed. And scared. Scurrying off to his room the moment they came home and not leaving all the next day.

They've had enough. They're going to kick me out.

These thoughts ran through his head as he tried for the first time in ages, overwhelmed by fear and a vicious hangover.

That night, his aunt let herself in and turned on the light. She placed a tray of food on the nightstand, patted mr's back, curled up and turned away.

As she left the room she simply said "we'll talk in the morning."

It wasn't a dismissal or a reprimand but a reassurance. In her own way she told him 'you still have a home here.'

He swore never to get in trouble again. But that didn't solve all the aimless aggression crawling under his skin almost constantly.

A few weeks later his aunt suggested baking and the rest just seemed to fall into place.

He was more surprised than anyone it worked. A big guy like him? Making little pastries and unflinchingly cute things? But he enjoyed it.

He was good at it. Even more important, it helped.

He created, did something productive, focused his restless energy into a task that made him and others happy.

Like user cwn3779.

"You've done an excellent job."

"They turned out great."

"Very good job. I look forward to next week's video."

There was a blunt sincerity to these unadorned comments. The simple yet rigid praise made him smile.

While the other viewers playfully teased him for coating himself in flour after an admittedly silly mistake, cwn3779 said:

"Thank you for the laugh. I needed it."

He reread the comment multiple times that day.

He didn't know this person or their situation, the two of them perfect strangers, but he found a weird comfort in knowing he gave this to them.

It wasn't that long ago all his laughs were hollow, an act, hiding the deep chasm of resentment and despair waiting for him to fall in.

It probably wasn't that serious. They had a bad day at work and needed to chase away a bad mood.

Still. He made their life a bit better. And in turn mr felt better. Honestly.

He noticed their comments, while not enthusiastic, were mildly wordier on his animal shaped and floral decoration videos.

So being perceptive and attentive to his audience, he made sure to add at least one every month.

Why not? He enjoyed doing them and if it made cwn3- his viewers happy, it was worth coming up with ideas.

"I bet it's a sex thing," his cousin xm remarked as he caught mr smiling at his phone. "Some old pervert with a kink."

mr snorted, giving him a dubious look.

"You know about kinks now? Last time you thought cbt stood for 'closed beta testing'."

xm's entire face explodes in bright red.

"I still think you made that up! Who would want-- yugh!" He can't even finish around his disgust and embarrassment.

Despite his occasional comments, xm was supportive in his own way. He went on a rant about the poor quality of his original videos and gave him pointers disguised as nitpicking. And for mr's birthday a year later he received a far too expensive camera that xm loudly insisted he had nothing to do with though mr didn't ask. He sent mr 'dumb' cutesy animal memes to 'mock' him and not at all for inspiration.

xm was also the one mr called when he was in a knife fight that went real bad for him. The one who took him to the hospital and berated him with a such a pale face you'd think he’d been stabbed.

The one who punched his shoulder after he was stitched up then hugged him too tightly, cursing to hide the strain in his voice.

"You do this again I'll fucking kill you myself."

For once, xm didn't tell his parents. & mr finally understood this spoiled brat cared about him too.

That was 3 years ago.

Now, mr avoids the swipe xm directs at his head for laughing and nudges him back with his foot. He swiftly dodges the return kick.

"Okay, okay," mr says, difficult from how much he's laughing. xm's face had only gotten redder as he failed to land a single hit and mr's continued teasing. "Are you going to help me set up the new lights you just 'happened to find' or what?"

"I told you a friend was getting rid of them," xm snapped defensively.

"Right when one of my old lights broke. Fate sure does smile on me."

"What's this one about anyway?"

"Peacock macrons," mr answers nonchalantly, retrieving a box full of dyes.

"Why are you making those?"

"No reason." mr gives him a look that's not quite a smirk but enough to make xm narrow his eyes. They fly open the next second as mr continues, "And it's not 'me', it's 'us'. Mengmeng will be my special guest today."

"WHAT!?"

cwn stares at the title of this week's video for a full minute.

"Peacock Macarons with Special Guest"

Special Guest.

His finger hovers over the link another minute before he actually starts watching.

Sure enough, standing beside mr, stiff and making awkward eye contact with the camera, is another person. He's about the same age, but shorter and slimmer, made very evident by how his borrowed apron hangs off him instead of tightly hugging his chest, straining a bit with each motion, like mr's. Not that cwn notices these things.

An intense spike of jealousy hits cwn. He's used to sharing mr with thousands of viewers but they're all in the same situation, trapped behind a screen watching from afar. This person stood almost shoulder to shoulder with mr, his admittedly cute but stiff face stuck somewhere between exaggerated smile and very much not wanting to be there.

cwn frowns. It deepens each time mr says 'we' instead of 'I'. He doesn't even have the presence of mind to be embarrassed at how the very concept angers him.

Then mr turns to the person beside him who looks ready to bolt at any second--angering cwn further for not treasuring the opportunity he's been given--and introduces him as his cousin.

His cousin.

cwn's possessiveness deflates at those two words. He's left feeling very foolish, sinking into the couch, ears pink. But he smiles too.

It's just his cousin.

The rest of the video clears away his unsettling reaction and puts him in that relaxed headspace he craves.

mr orders xm, the guest's name, to hand him items with a quirk to his smile, his dimples deeper on one side. The purple taint to his eyes, intensified by the new lights--cwn notices the change- dancing with an extra bit of something. Amusement?

For his part, xm starts to react, to furrow his brows and part his lips then seems to remember he's on camera, eyes darting back to it, and he plasters a painful looking grin on his face. He does as he's told.

The initial jealously aside, it's nice to see mr with family. On a Q&A video, a viewer asked if his mom taught him how to bake so well. cwn caught the flicker in mr's eyes, the momentary dulling of his charming smile.

The way his warm, inviting voice falters, only for a few words, as he answers: "No, she didn't. I'm completely self taught."

cwn speculated what it meant for days. He worried mr didn't have any family. His heart ached to think mr was in the same situation as him.

But it also built another layer to the connection he felt with mr. They possibly both grew up without a mom, lived now without a family.

xm's presence shattered that illusion. Instead of feeling put at a distance from mr, he's relieved. No one should be alone.

cwn has never been great at deciphering human interactions but even he can tell beneath the teasing and sideways glares, they're comfortable with each other.

Maybe he does feel a bit lonelier. And a smidge jealous this person gets to be with mr more often than his weekly videos.

But he made mr happy. Considering all the unexpected joy mr's brought to his life, he's grateful for that.

After the video, he quickly types and retypes a comment, trying to find the right words to express himself.

It's early and the sun has yet to set so cwn decides to go for a walk.

Bundled in his jacket, over a sweater, a scarf fit snuggly around his neck and wearing a ratty set of hat and gloves, with a white mask to complete the outfit, he strolls leisurely about the neighborhood.

Well, he strolls leisurely on a set path circling his neighborhood.

Halfway through his regular circuit, he hears a familiar excited bark. But the one leading the dog is decidedly unfamiliar. The little dog that barely reaches the middle of cwn's calves tugs on its leash making a beeline right for him.

The man on the other end is bearded, middle aged, and grinning broadly at him.

"Who are you?" cwn demands before thinking.

The man just tightens the leash, keeping the little black dog with a reddish-brown mark on its forehead from jumping all over cwn's white pants.

"So you're bingpup's new friend?" The man asks back, voice loud and jovial, completely unfazed by the suspicious death glare pinned on him.

"Bingpup?" cwn echoes slowly, despite himself.

The man gestures at the small ball of black fur hopping in place, desperately trying to get closer.

"He's usually indifferent to strangers so you must be the new friend my wife talked about."

Ah. Wife. Which made him the husband. Not a flagrant dognapper.

cwn unclenches the fists he fully prepared to clock this strange man with a second ago.

The little dog whines at being so cruelly kept at bay. cwn kneels down and gives it the precise count of six head pats; an upgrade from the initial 3. They had been running into each other long enough it seemed appropriate.

The dog whines again as he pulls his hand away. Hesitating for a moment, hand held still in the air, cwn gives it one more pat. Its little tail wags so hard and fast its whole body shakes with the motion, tongue lolling out and panting happily.

"Easy, you're going to vibrate right off your leash," the man says. He focuses his overtly friendly grin on cwn again. "My wife's too shy to make introductions. Let me: Xue Zhengyong."

He waits, face open and radiating a disarming geniality, for cwn to respond.

"Chu Wanning," he finally says, as if there's some doubt about that.

"Nice to put a face to the name."

cwn just nods.

The man makes genuine inquires about where he lived and what he did, wrangling more information out of him in the short conversation than his wife ever did in the 2 months of their routine but brief meetings.

By the end he felt overwhelmed and exhausted, like that first walk, even if xzy did most of the talking. He arrives home with a buzzing head, a name, and armful of fruit.

"No, please, take them! My wife says I buy too many anyway," xzy insisted as cwn firmly tried to return the bag thrust into his arms, laughing, loud and hearty. It shook his whole frame just like the dog wagging its tail.

This man was a bit coarse and forward.

...cwn liked him.

On a lazy afternoon, mr and xm sit sprawled on the couch, empty bowls on the table. Aunt and uncle were visiting friends in another city or neither of them would dare eating anywhere except the kitchen.

mr came over from his apartment to keep xm company under the guise of annoying him. And to make sure he ate something other than takeout for the whole week his parents would be gone. Both for his sake and his mother's beloved kitchen.

As they digest mr's expertly prepared lunch, mr checks his notifications while xm plays a noisy mobile game.

"Huh."

"What?" xm asks, suspicious already, not breaking eye contact with his game.

That's fair. mr did spend most of the morning teasing xm about the blonde guy obviously flirting with him at the store.

Unperturbed by his cousin's prickly response, he remarks casually, "Oh nothing. It just looks like you're appealing to blondes and old perverts."

"What nonsense are you spouting now?" xm shouts, nearly dropping his phone. If the drawn out, high-pitched scream emanating from his phone is any indication, he didn't need to worry about paying attention anymore.

mr shows him cwn3779's comment.

xm's face does a funny thing of switching from outraged to flustered several times, mouth flapping open and closed. He catches mr's smug grin and bats the phone away, settling on pissed off but red-faced.

"Don't get me involved in your weird sex thing!" He snaps, slumping back into position on the couch, nose particularly pressed against his phone screen. "And I told you that asshole was getting on my nerves, nothing else!"

"More like trying to get into your pants," mr says, retrieving the empty bowls. They'd stay there until right before his aunt came home if he left it to xm.

The comment earns him a horrified and disgusted noise, xm abandoning his phone to glare daggers at mr's back.

"Honestly, you could do much worse," mr throws over his shoulder on the way to the kitchen.

A couch cushion narrowly misses hitting him in the head. His retreating howl of laughter is almost drowned out by xm's litany of curses, chasing after him armed with another cushion.

mr really thought that'd be the end of it. Convincing xm to be in one video since he was already there, watching him squirm under those new lights he installed. He gets to share his hobby and prank xm a little. A temporary but satisfying win-win.

Imagine his surprise when xm shows up at his door a week later with an idea.

"Hello Mengmeng. Miss me already?"

"Do you think you can make this?" xm says instead of acknowledging his greeting or the obvious taunt. He rapidly unlocks his phone and shoves it into mr's face.

Humoring him, mr grabs his wrist to hold the phone steady enough to read it clearly.

It's a photo of two translucent, pink speckled fish 'swimming' on a blue plate. The caption reads: 'koi fish osmanthus flower jelly with rose lychee filling'.

mr cocks an eyebrow, regarding his cousin with a bemused look as he moves the phone away from his face.

"Where did this come from all of a sudden? Did you realize that blonde guy is way out of your league and you're thinking of ways to impress him?"

"Who wants to impress him?" xm shot back, wrinkling his nose disgustedly. "Stop bringing him up! Can you do it or not?"

"Sure. Mengmeng will have to be my helper again though," mr coos, his lips curling knowingly.

xm makes a big show of rolling his eyes, acting put upon, but he practically shoves mr aside as he walks through the door muttering "fine whatever" and heads straight towards the kitchen.

A shade of something softer touches mr's expression as he closes the door.

"Don't forget your apron Mengmeng," he calls sweetly to the kitchen.

"Fuck you," is the toothless response he gets back.

mr's smile grows, standing there a moment longer before joining xm.

xm and mr stand side by side, examining the fruits of their labor: a school of pink-speckled fish. xm pokes at one. He's been doing it for a while, jabbing each fish in turn, testing how they jiggle, fascinated by it.

"These are..." his voice trails off.

"Osmanthus jelly fish - as requested."

mr pats xm on the back and begins to clean up.

He does not expect or receive an offer to help.

"Without a mold, this is the best you're gonna get to show off to blonde boy."

"Shut up," xm lobs at him on reflex, eyes still glued to the plate. He grabs the rim and shakes all of them at once. It's like a real school of fish swimming through the water.

The fish wriggle wildly in place.

"You're right. Genius might be a better word."

"Asshole works better," xm retorts, angrily untying his apron he forgot to take off, too distracted by the fish.

"Before you storm out of here in a huff"-xm threatens to shove the washcloth down his throat to keep him from saying such stupid things but mr ignores it-"let me pack a few of these guys for you take."

Preemptively, xm fumes, "I am not giving them to Mei Hanxue!"

"Oh? Blonde guy has a name now?"

Caught out, xm clamps his mouth shut. He struggles to recover.

"Every- Everyone has a name!"

"Yeah but you remembered it."

"Because he's so annoying. Just like you!" xm tosses the apron to the ground. mr grabs him by the arm as he really does go to storm off.

"Okay, okay. It's not for that guy, I wasn't even going to mention him."

xm jerks free, the look on his face highly dubious.

"What I was going to say was, bring some home for aunt and uncle."

'And you too, silly Mengmeng.' He keeps that part to himself.

"Oh." xm stares at the plate then straightens a little, chin raised. "Right. I should show them my great idea."

"And if you want to save a few for ~Mei Hanxue~, I won't mind."

"Mo Ran!"

cwn is a creature of habit. Routines rule his life.

It's been this way since he lived in the mostly abandoned temple with his father. As much as he tried to put that behind him, venturing into the "unsightly" world his father did his best to shelter him from, he fell back on routines to cope with how overwhelming and out of place he felt.

When his routines are disrupted, he grows irritable and discomforted. Lost.

The daily walks were a part of his routine now. So were his brief interactions with the dog and its owners. When a week went by and he didn't see either of them, the very forward man or his reserved but friendly wife, walking their energetic dog, he felt an irrational sense of concern. Then an increasing sense of rejection.

He berates himself for foolishly reading too much into things.

Their conversations only lasted about 10 minutes on average. They were being polite, neighborly, nothing more.

At least he still has mr's videos to look forward to.

After day 8 of lingering awkwardly at their usual meeting place and pretending he isn't waiting for them only to trudge off disappointed, cwn decides to take a break. He stays locked inside his apartment for 3 days, nothing really when you consider the long stretches of time he'd spend indoors in the past. Before mr and this strange new turn his life was taking.

He settles on the couch, situated perfectly with the laptop on his lap and a coffee mug of Wu Liang Ye. His single proper glass is dirty. Recent events had sapped his productivity. Outside of work, he couldn't muster the energy to clean.

Sipping from the cat shaped mug he bought on a impulse because it reminded him of the cat mooncakes that introduced him to mr's account, he hits play on the newest video: Replicating osmanthus flower jelly koi fish without a recipe.

The thumbnail promises another stunning result. And mr, as always, delivers.

He lays the school of translucent fish on a blue plate, like the original photo he shared (with the owner's permission he stresses). Under the bright lights they shine and accentuate the flecks of pink mr painstakingly injected along their spines.

"What do you think?" mr asks to the camera, dimples showing. "Watch this."

cwn obediently peels his eyes away from mr's captivating smile to the plate. His eyes widen as mr gently shakes the plate and the little fish comes alive.

"My cousin gave me this idea. Make sure to thank him in the comments and I'll be sure to show him."

mr thanks everyone for watching and jiggles the fish one more time before the video ends.

cwn restarts it immediately. He sits there rewatching the same video, draining and refilling his alcohol, 3 times in a row.

Perhaps a bit tipsier than he thinks he is, cwn comments: "Please share my appreciation with your cousin for the idea and yourself for this video. I watched many times. It helped."

He closes his laptop, forcing himself to commit to what he's done, and retreats to the bedroom as if he can escape it in his sleep.

#ranwan #2ha #chu wanning #mo ran #xue meng #xue zhengyong #madam wang #twt thread #wip #not mentioned yet but ranwan t4t here #bingpup cameo

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“Day 30: Treats!!🎃🍭✨”

This is it! I'd finally reached to all thirdy-one Inktober arts of 2023. It's been heck of a ride recently when working hard throughout this month. Despite some trials and errors to learn back from; especially from past months I'd finished almost of my previous completed Inktober arts this year. That's why where I'd listed from my Inktober list of 2023 for "Day 20" to "31" as question marks/unfinished ones. However, it's time to moving on to other things like checking my Filipino pal's previous posts. Also when continuing one of my previous topic reviews; including with my recent new controller. I tried taking breaks while I'm not doing busy art activities or something. Do hope I'll take a chance for awhile.

Now to close up by having two explorers and the naughty red panda kooplings story its conclusion. It turns out, that giant pumpkin suddenly contains with of course....sweet treats! This is unexpected for Sallie Chips, but her Awoofy companion is excited to see hoards of candy. She don't know if it's safe to eat or not, but this is Halloween. I don't wanted to tell them, but it still contains some magic stuff that the red panda kooplings accidentally cast spell; way back when riding on a clown car before changing a huge pumpkin. I can seen them chuckle from behind. It's this some kind of prepared pranks they're planning. Then It was an happy accident they can go along. Do wonder what would happened next? If Sallie Chips and Awoofy can take one pieces of candy, it'll have side effect whether changing forms or having sick faces. Probably both if you can imagine what it's like.

However, this will be the end of my Inktober arts of 2023. There's plenty of time to celebrate today's Halloween; unless I'm waiting to get some treats from my mom later. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy for October 2023 before moving to November; including feasts and floats. 🦃🎈

Sallie Chips (in her safari/explorer costume and hat) & The Red Panda Kids (as half kooplings) created by me: BryanVelasquez87 (Bryan360) 

Awoofy - “Kirby and the Forgotten Land” (2022); HAL Laboratory, Inc., Nintendo®️

Tagged: @murumokirby360 @carmenramcat @alexander1301 @rafacaz4lisam2k4 @paektu

Previous: ⬇️

“Day 1: Looney 🐰🔨” - Link Here #1

“Day 2: Imposters 🕷️👉👈🕷️” - Link Here #2

“Day 3: Wild 🌲🐶” - Link Here #3

“Day 4: Thief 🐰💰” - Link Here #4

“Day 5: Moon 🌙🎣” - Link Here #5

“Day 6: Love 🐰❤️🐲” - Link Here #6

“Day 7: Dogs 😣🐶” - Link Here #7

“Day 8: Shake🥤☠️” - Link Here #8

“Day 9: Act ☎️ 🤹‍♀️” - Link Here #9

“Day 10: Pirate 🏴‍☠️🗡️” - Link Here #10

“Day 11: Shadows 🔦🙌”  - Link Here #11

“Day 12: Baddies 🚘 🎃” - Link Here #12

“Day 13: Transform 🪵💨” - Link Here #13

“Day 14: Bad Hair 💇‍♀️😱” - Link Here #14

“Day 15: Phantom 👻🦸🏻‍♂️” - Link Here #15

“Day 16: Fighters 😈👊💥” - Link Here #16

“Day 17: Ninjas 🌃🥷” - Link Here #17

“Day 18: Grim 💀🐑” - Link Here #18

“Day 19: Hill 🩻❤️👩‍🦰” - Link Here #19

“Day 20: Fury 🐢🔥⛈️” - Link Here #20

“Day 21: Farm 👩‍🌾🛸🥦” - Link Here #21

“Day 22: Magic 🐰🪄🎩” - Link Here #22

“Day 23: Smile 🐰👩‍🍳😈” - Link Here #23

“Day 24: Arcade 🕹️🦁🗡️” - Link Here #24

“Day 25: Camp 🐿️🐶🔥” - Link Here #25

“Day 26: Pets 🎧😌🎃” - Link Here #26

“Day 27: Lantern 🐱🏮⬛️” - Link Here #27

“Day 28: Five Nights 🐰🤖🍕” - Link Here #28

“Day 29: Rollout 🎃🏃‍♀️” - Link Here #29

”Day 30: Leader 🐶⬛️🗡️” - Link Here #30

#inktober #inktober 2023 #day 31 #treats #halloween treats #candy #pumpkin #sallie chips #chipmunk #awoofy #kirby and the forgotten land #nintendo #the red panda kids #red pandas #animal ocs #my animal ocs #happy halloween #happy halloween 2023 #etc. #october 2023 #october 31st 2023