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unreleasedwrites · 1 month

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drabbling about lookism characters’ first date w you

pov: lookism characters’ first date with you; how, when, and where they take you on your guys’ special day

character(s) included: multiple; Daniel Park, Zack Lee, Warren Chae, Euntae Lee, Jace Park, Jake Kim, Sinu Han, Jay Hong, Eli Jang, Kwak Brothers, Johan Seong, Gun Park, Samuel Seo, Goo Kim, Cheon Taejin, Yujin Yoo, Baek Hangyeol, Baek Gyeol, Diego Kang/DG, Seongji Yook

cw: my opinion, purposely repeated a bunch of characters, reader is very close to the character ok!! (btw female reader but if ur a male js change the words in ur mindddd) 😭😭

unwrapped on: Friday Night, December 22 2023

wrapped up on: Saturday Morning, March 30 2024

published on: Saturday Morning, March 30 2024

“Stereotypical-First” Type of Guy

This man is an absolute sucker for romance. It’s obvious that he actually cares and that first date won’t certainly be the last. It all started off as jokes & teasing, until you two developed feelings. So, now you’re sitting with him on a picnic blanket in a secluded part of the beach and it’s around 6 in the evening. He got you a bouquet of your favorite flowers, an item you really like [books, art materials, etc.], and prepared the scene the two of you were sat at. Theres a picnic basket on the blanket, various seashells you two collected all around you two, some petals he placed in advance to set the scene— It was straight out of a movie. He lit up a candle with one of the scents you’ve mentioned was your favorite and it’s safe to say his efforts paid off. Eventually, you two went on a stroll after having a little dinner. You went around the beach and reached the ocean shore— which escalated in an innocent water fight. You guys splashed one another with water and laughed. This guy has good aim so you were really soaked while he was still mostly dry… So he made it an opportunity to give you his jacket/coat, since you were wearing a not so thick dress and got soaked in cold water.

Zack Lee, Jace Park, Jake Kim, Sinu Han, All of big deal… Daniel Park, Euntae Lee/Vasco, Johan Seong (yall went on that stroll because you ran out of food..)

“You’re the only girl i’ve ever brought to this place” Type of Guy

You’ve known this guy for years, maybe even a decade. Which is why he brought you to a place he holds close to his heart, some place he wouldn’t take anyone else whose just a fling or doesn’t matter to him to that extent. He informs the owner of the place in advance of the special someone he’s bringing to have dinner. Even the owner is shocked, as he became close friends over the years with this person— and knowing him almost as well as you do (to a certain extent), the thought of him bringing someone over, especially a girl, never would have crossed his mind in his entire life. Which is why he made sure to make everything extra special that night, not wanting to disappoint you and this guy. This guy specifically tells you that this is his favorite place, and he’s brought a very close guy friend of his or two, but has never even mentioned it to a girl. This small and cozy place is hidden in a secluded area, so you two had a romantic night. It ended with him taking you back to your place and a good night kiss. It felt surreal considering you’ve been just friends for so long who has actually had feelings for each other but never admitted until just recently, which led to this first date.

Gun Park, Samuel Seo, Warren Chae, Cheon Taejin, Yujin Yoo, DG, Baek Gyeol (where this psycho gon take you??), Kwak Jichang, Seongji Yook

“Simple & Sincere Since The Beginning” Type of Guy

This guy is simple and you stayed for that. Ever since you first met him, it was already made clear that he wasn’t the type of guy to be so outgoing and extra. He likes simple and innocent activities that you two do because it puts a smile on your face, and anything that makes you happy, makes him even happier. And knowing how much you love movies, he decided he’d go ahead and prepare the movie you’ve been dying to see for so long, so that the two of you could watch it at his place. It was just you and him, nobody else, sat down together with various snacks that he noticed you love. It didn’t matter to him what movie it was— comedy, adventure, horror, or even romance, what mattered to him was your enjoyment that night. From sneaking his arm around your waist to cuddling without you even noticing, this guy is smooth and he made good use of it. Your first date lasted for hours because you fell asleep in his arms, to which he didn’t wake you—instead, slept along with you. Some would say that it’s weird to already cuddle and fall asleep together on the first date, but you’ve been so close to this guy for so long that it’s almost as if its just another day.

Daniel Park, Zack Lee, Warren Chae, Johan Seong (he ate most of the food and even though yall got more, he devoured that too..), Kwak Jihan, Kwak Jibeom, Eli Jang, Baek Hangyeol (😭😭), Jake Kim, Sinu Han

“Flaunt You With His Money” Type of Guy

This guy is rich, he’s filthy rich. As expected from these kinds of guys, your first date is at a classy restaurant that you can’t even pronounce the name of. He picks you up from your house in one of his cars, which he made sure to choose your favorite color & the car you seemed most comfortable in. But he also made sure to choose something flashy, so that you wouldn’t be thinking of any of the other cars he owns. He’s dressed up in a suit, and this guy has plenty of them. His hair is fixed for the occasion and his fragrance is one you can’t forget because of how good it smells, but it isn’t too strong so that it won’t get to your head. He picks you up in the evening, around five. He goes up to your doorstep with a large bouquet of your favorite flowers and chocolates he knows are your favorites. He patiently waited at your door while you were putting the flowers in a vase with water, and the gifts in the refrigerator / on the counter, (because chocolates wasn’t the only gift he brought you). He made sure to be even more of a gentleman than he already is to you, opening the door for you, pulling the chair for you to sit on. And because you’re wearing a dress with little to no sleeves, he gave you his coat.

Jay Hong, Gun Park, Samuel Seo, Goo Kim, Cheon Taejin, Yujin Yoo, DG/Diego Kang, Baek Gyeol

notes: i don’t remember any of my thoughts while writing this.. except that this has been in my drafts for so long and i’ve been coming back once in a while to work on it and disappear again..

The more I assigned the characters, the more I realized I haven’t seen most of them in WEEKS. I miss them sm

- With or without proper credits, please don't try to steal or claim any of my works as your own

I genuinely appreciate opinions, feedback, likes, and reblogs

I really hope you guys like this!! so sorry for being so inactive 😭 I’m really busy and I have a bunch of drafts and requests I badly wanna work on..

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lookismfanfics · 7 months

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𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

Just some cute fluff. Eugene • Jake • Hudson

𝐄𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞

🝮 He enjoys the feeling of your fingers intertwined.

🝮 He has a habit of folding his hands behind his back. It’s either that or resting them together on a table.

🝮 It’s a comfortable position for him. He never realized it felt even better to hold some else’s hand.

🝮 The warm tingle when your fingers brushed into his palm was something he looked forward to.

🝮 Never in public. Always in private.

🝮 Sitting down with you after a long day, resting his eyes, cradling your hands with his

🝮 That’s an ideal situation for Eugene. He couldn’t ask for much more.

🝮 He enjoys holding your hand up to his cheek, letting you caress his face. Sneaking small kisses against your fingers. Never letting go of your hand.

🝮 You’re probably the only one that can tell… but it doesn’t change the fact that Eugene is down bad for you. It also doesn’t change the fact that he’s touch starved in a way and hates to admit it… but holding your hand is the tiny amount of contact that he tolerates and enjoys-

𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞

🝮 Now as willing to hug and kiss all the time is Jake is, sometimes he just likes to keep it simple.

🝮 It’s romantic to him. Holding your hand.

🝮 Your hands slip into each others so easily, it’s almost like they’re puzzle pieces.

🝮 He gets tingles whenever your fingers lace together. For all his talk, Jake is pretty inexperienced when it comes to romantic relationships.

🝮 He reaches out to pull you closer, bringing you to his side as you walk down the street. Arms brushing against each other, hands pressed together.

🝮 Not all the time, but sometimes. He’s not overly affectionate of course. He’ll initiate hand-holding on walks… during dinner…

🝮 Hold hands as he kisses you senseless. Interlock fingers as your free hand digs through his hair. Hold hands as he presses his body against yours and molds his lips with yours.

🝮 Yeah… Jake likes to hold hands.

𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧

🝮 His knuckles are rough and withered as sand paper, to be frank.

🝮 He’s even cut his niece’s forehead before… trying to sweep some of her bangs out of her eyes. His skin is coarse… he’s aware.

🝮 He doesn’t know why you enjoy holding his hands so much.

🝮 You grab them during the cold, weaseling your icy fingertips into his warm palm. He brushes it off.

🝮 You grab his hand while you’re studying. It’s a little odd. He tries to ignore it.

🝮 When you begin holding his hand at random he finds it really unusual. You don’t actually like it… do you? The rough feel of his knuckles and palms. Even his fingertips are comparable to sandpaper.

🝮 You kiss his knuckles, dragging your lips over his coarse skin. He wants to flinch, but doesn’t. He wants to look away from you, but he doesn’t.

🝮 Holding hands with you is really nice…

Me: O-Oh…. Hey guys! Part two to bubble baths? Well you see- w-WOAH

Ya’ll: 🔪🔪🔪🔪

Me: Oh! The requests… UhM about that— WAIT-

Me: 😵

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wannaeatramyeon · 3 months

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Jake Kim x Reader: Smiles

G/N. So soft. Brainrotting with @steamedeggs over who else?

Jake can always make you smile. It's maybe the one thing he prides himself on above all. Above his fighting skills, above his natural leadership, above his charisma, above (though he will never say this aloud) Big Deal.

He can pull a smile from your lips, the kind that reaches your eyes and makes him puff his chest out with pride, as easily as he pulls laughter (reluctant or otherwise) from your tongue.

It's a gift, at least he likes to think so.

And a gift only he is bestowed with (again, at least he likes to think so).

The frequency of your smiles drop. The wattage of your beam declines. You mention that the grind of everyday is wearing you down, pressures from your workload dulling your shine.

Jake can sense your half hearted 'lol' and 'haha' through text, your perfunctory laughter down the phone.

Even tonight, together after being like two ships passing for weeks; his well-timed wordplay, his goofy faces and silliness which is usually a surefire hit - misses its target.

The smile never reaches your tired eyes.

Jake deflates. He swallows down the pout on his lips and instead wraps his arms around you as you sigh against his shoulder.

He holds you for seconds, for minutes, for perhaps hours until your tension starts to ebb away and you begin to feel like yourself again.

You sigh once more.

"Better?" comes the low timbre of his voice.

You're silent but he feels you nodding.

Then. Finally. You reward him.

A small chuckle, breath ghosting his skin, like bright rays cutting across storm grey clouds.

In Jake's arms, you feel light as air. Your laughter lifts him, and he floats along beside you.

#this came from a silly and cute idea but everything turns soft. sigh. i cant really do cute fluff #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #lookism fic #jake kim #jake kim x reader #kim gimyung x reader #kim gimyeong x reader #wannaeatramyeon

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gojosatoruwifey · 3 months

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ㅡlove me in this and the next

📜🖋️🎀SUPPORT MY KO-FI🎀🖋️📜

the reflection in the mirror bears your resemblance. you wipe off the excess stain of lipstick, gingerly watching the red shade follow the shape of your lip, and then, in a moment of notice, your eyes catch the sight of a beauty mark on your jaw.

behind you, there’s the rustling clothes.

a pair of arms embraced your waist as you sit idly in the messy sea of blankets in your lover’s room, the young man’s soft exhales can be mistaken he's sleeping yet chung myung, with all of his morning wake, sit up properly. his face pressing to your hips seconds ago is now buried in your neck, his long eyelashes tickling your skin there, as you watch him in silent adoration.

“have you heard of the saying ‘beauty marks are the places your lover in the past life kissed the most’?” your whispered voice almost lulling him to sleep. using the mirror to see him better, you moved to angle it.

chung myung leaned forward to kiss your jaw. “tell me more about it.”

“there’s nothing much about it,” you brush his hair with your fingers once he tries to sleep on your shoulder. “if that is true, i think you and my past lover share a similarity.”

you can’t see the twinkle in his half-lidded eyes. chung myung tilted his head to the side while one of his hands slipped into your thin robes, playing with your flesh — caressing and light pinches. your eyes met his and you think the expression on his face is telling you i-know-something-that-you-don’t.

“is that so? that’s good then. it means in the next life, you’ll born with this mark reminding you of me again.”

#return of the mount hua sect #return of the blossoming blade #rotmhs #rotbb #chung myung #cheong myeong #cheongmyeong #chung myung x reader #cheong myeong x reader #return of the mount hua sect x reader #return of the blossoming blade x reader #manhwa #manhwa x reader #webtoon #webtoon x reader #rotmhs fluff #rotbb fluff

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Can you write "stop calling me that." "what, love?" "that." with Jay from Windbreaker?

Yeah, he's that slightly stoic type I really like.

Pairing: Jahyeon "Jay" Jo x Reader

Tags: fluff, rivals, teasing, surprise kiss, stoic but caring Jay Jo, Reader is shorter than Jay Jo

A/N: Prompt is from this list. I love enemies to lovers!

7. "Stop calling me that." "What, love?" "That."

Jay was a man who had little to say unless the situation really called for it. Most of your banter consisted of you talking and him shooting mildly threatening glares your way until you'd stop.

This dynamic of yours followed you into racing as well. When you'd be next to him you would never leave without the obligatory, "Make sure to enjoy the view. But not too much, or it's gonna be really hard for you to keep ridding." Nothing got his blood pumping faster then your teasing, it always gave him that extra spark of adrenaline needed to kick his legs into overdrive and get to the finish line.

Some racers said you were too soft on your supposed rival. Whatever, at least you didn't resolve to dirty, underheanded methods like some of them did. Harmless flirting was your weapon of choice here. Besides it made races more entertaining.

You spotted Jay on his way back from the race, his helmet tucked into the bag thrown over his shoulder. He walked at a slow pace, you could catch up easily. Perfect oppertunity.

"Slowpoke." Jay's glasses almost fell off his face at the speed at which he turned his head. He must have been deep in thought to not notice you until now. "Seems like that race took you right out."

Jay looked at you from the corner of his eye before he pulled his hood up, obscuring his face. "No."

"Whatever you say love." You ended up walking quite a bit ahead of him before you noticed he was dead in his tracks.

"Stop calling me that." Jay's voice was quieter then normal. Like he was trying to hide but had nowhere to go.

You grinned at him as you rolled your bike backwards until you were next to him, just like in the race. "What, love?" You repeated with no small hint of smugness and power.

"That." Jay gritted through his teeth. Once again he only gave short, quick awnsers. But you could see you were getting to him. You can't pinpoint the exact time you started calling him by that term, all you knew was that it got under his skin so bad. Meaning you weren't gonna stop any time soon.

"Funny. Thought you would enjoy someone calling you a petname. You seem like the type. All cold on the outside and then when you dig a bit deeper turns out you're a shy, litte-" Jay grabbed you by the front of your shirt and pushed his mouth against yours, crashing teeth against teeth in the process.

The pain rang through your head but you stood still, too shoocked by his sudden change in attitude. The only thing that kept you grounded and from falling over was your trusty bike.

"I'm not shy." Jay shoved you back to the spot you were at before and wiped his mouth clean with his sleeve, "And I'm taller than you." He mounted his bike, grabbed his helmet and looked at you with a challanging, small smile, "Race you to the conveniance store. Loser."

Loser?! Is that what he said?! And after kissing you like that. It took you a few seconds to clear your head and take off after him but you were not losing this! The race or whatever Jay just started between you two.

You were happy no one was around to see this new development.

There was only him and you, and your two bikes.

#windbreaker x reader #jay jo x reader #manhwa x reader #windbreaker x you #jay jo x you #manhwa x you #jay jo fluff #windbreaker fluff #manhwa fluff #manhwa imagines #manhwa headcanons #webtoon x reader #webtoon x you #webtoon fluff #webtoon imagine #webtoon headcanons #x reader

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otakuworks · 1 year

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❛ 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑. reborn au

feat. Zhongli x Reincarnated!GN!Reader | PART II | wc. 5.4K

Based on 'See You In My 19th Life' webtoon | overview. This Webtoon follows the story of a woman who somehow can remember all her past lives.

sum. You were running too fast in life, so fast that no one could catch up, not even Morax who left you to fend off with your curse. Just when you thought you'll slip and fall, a certain consultant came behind and caught you.

cw. mentions of extreme emotion breakdown. cttro 双niarss on Twitter for the art below.

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PART I < PART II

THEME SONG; Slump by Stray Kids (English Version)

There are five stages of grief; Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression and Acceptance. All in order.

In your case, it was the other way around. You have long accepted Morax will lay on his deathbed one day, every living thing will eventually cease to exist, mortal and immortal alike

You, out of all people know the in-depth concept of death.

And yet, no amount of tutelage or experience can prepare you for the real thing.

Now you understood what Morax felt when you died.

Your chest feels raw like there's a sudden gash wound that has manifested in your heart. It was painful, too painful that you wouldn't wish it upon anyone, even on your worst enemy.

Scratch that. It's not just pain. It feels something more destructive, demanding and insatiable, crueler than sorrow. Not even death can appease this feeling.

It was agony.

Impale your abdomen with a spear hundred times. Sever your limbs every lifetime. Suffer for all eternity hiding behind Morax and watch him love with someone else over and over again— you'd take them all and say thank you.

You'd be grateful and endure each of them just to trade whatever horrible feeling that's tearing you apart.

Confusion, terror and fright blanketed your mind as you slumped on the floorboards, desperately gasping for breath.

The acrid smell of snarling lightning crackles in the stale midnight air, sharp enough to singe every nerve of your body, rendering you cowering in overwhelming emotions— agony, pain and grief.

Inazuma was bustling with the news of the Geo Archon passing away recently. You could only imagine how Liyue is digesting the cruel twists of events.

The news spreads fast enough for foreign people to sympathize to Liyue citizens, some even offered prayers to the Raiden Shogun, some pay their respects by wishing the late Archon to rest in peace, some never bothered to care.

But none of them mourned in the confinements of their four walls as you did, the Celestia above knows the quiet sobs that wrecked the very core of your existence. The horrors of every shitty lives you went through cannot be compared to this day.

Rex Lapis, who is— was widely known for many names, mostly as the Geo Archon, God of War, God of Contracts, Former Prime Adepti, the Stonebreaker, God of History is now reduced by dust with his people carrying the legacy he has passed on.

To you, all this time, he's still... Morax the petulant child who leans on you for comfort, who politely demands you to sing a lullaby as kids. You're already sold to the idea no one would ever believe you if you told them what embodiment of mischief he was in the ancient times, the exact opposite of the Archon they knew about.

Nostalgia hits you in particular days you can't find traces of the young Morax, but Pride would caress your heart every achievement he succeeds as you watch the people love him.

Similar to a lone planet, you desperately search for a star to orbit around, to give you a source of energy and strength. Once you find one, it'll be difficult to rearrange your position after you have settled down, you're attached until the star loses its amber glow.

And now the star is gone. Gone with the cosmos after a supernova.

Destroying the neighboring planets, including you.

You were the closest in its orbit, you're the one who had to endure the scorching flames morphing you into ashes until you're reduced into cosmos particles for no one to remember.

Morax left you to fend off with your curse and face adversities alone.

Mortals would succumb to these adversities and would choose to sever their connection to the living to escape from everything. You've seen a handful of them and can't ever get enough of it.

If there's anything you long to have other than having Morax beside you is a swift escape.

Every mortal is capable of such thing, you are too, but it's pointless if the pain will cling to you in your next life. It's fruitless to cry when you know every affliction won't be forgotten even if you tried.

Just why?! Why do I have this perpetual curse of reincarnation? I abhor you, Celestia! Not only you cursed me, you even took away Morax from this land!

You shake your head as the anger surge took over your sanity. You thought you can just go live your merry life, unbeknownst how dependent you were to Morax.

Your will to live is solely operated by the fact you have someone you want to protect. But now he's gone? What's the back up plan? Clearly you can't just follow him in his death knowing you can die, but your memories will remain with you.

Was it out of selfishness to protect him to have someone accompany your lonely soul? Because he's the only one who actually remembers the real you?

Rain began to pour from the desolute atmosphere as you heard disembodied voices theorizing Morax's death. The muffled thundering of the storm only growing louder, reminding you of today's unsavory news. How convenient, the sky is sympathizing.

No, make it stop! I don't want fo hear any of it! Morax is dead, that's how nature works. I'm griefing because it hurts, not because I have nothing to live for.

You lived in that illusion for minutes until. . .

*drip* *drip*

. . . the dam broke.

Hot tears streamed down your face, and you squeezed your eyelids shut in the hope the pain would stop, just numbing it would be fine too. Your choppy breathing and watery eyes remained for quite some time, and sat there unmoving.

There's no see you later's anymore, for Morax has left you. Today has marked your first Goodbye to him.

For an indiscernible amount of time, there was only a black void and it could have been as if you didn’t exist and you had never existed.

And then you felt each of your cells that had been ripped apart within seconds be sewed back together just as quickly, and your eyes met nothing but a blinding white light.

Have I reborn again? You're not aware which is which anymore. You lift your numb hand and reality crashed over your head, you haven't died out of grief, yet.

Your mind is in havoc, you don't know what you want, not that you have any choice.

Dying won't help you escape, forgetting is not an option, loving. . . can't heal an open wound.

No words can equate the absolute devastation you feel.

❖ ── ✦ ── 『 6000 YRS AGO 』 ── ✦ ── ❖

This is stupid. Utterly ridiculous!

What kind of mortal would go in the mines in the middle of the night where monsters lurk in the shadows to hunt for preys? Yeah, that's a question he would like for you to answer!

He flies twice the speed he usually exerts, his mind running rampant of all worst possible scenarios.

He doesn't know what compelled you to do such ridiculous act, but all he knows is he has get to you before any monsters do.

Landing unceremoniously, he gulps at the sight before him. He was never a fan of darkness, it never fails to instill fear in him, the fear of the unknown.

The only time he feels comfortable in the night is whenever you're around him. You don't fear the night, and it somehow influenced him in a way that there's nothing that should be afraid of as long as you're with him— as his human shield.

Young Morax finds himself slowly withdrawing, the fear overpowering his will to come and save you.

"Morax? What are you doing out here?" Saved by the gracious voice of yours, young Morax nearly broke his neck with how fast he looked at your direction.

Your face is contorted out of concern for him, he's sweating profusely and his breathing is ragged.

Just seeing you all in one piece with no signs of injuries made hin slumped on the ground, sighing in relief.

You were at his side seconds later, subconsciously caressing his cheeks. Celestia above! He's shaking like a leaf!

"It's alright, let's get you out of here." Your soothing voice appeased his troubled mind as you helped him get back on his feet. He clutches the fabric of your shirt and wordlessly launches himself on you, arms and tiny tail entrapping you in an embrace.

You waste no second reciprocating the gesture, you've known him for months to be comfortable with physical sentiments. Though you can't say the same to him as he would always flinch away when you initiate it, but has no problem when he does it.

And it seems like he needs your comfort to even give a damn.

"Whatever it is, it can't hurt you now okay?"

From that angle, he peered from below you as if confirming the validity of your words, amber eyes looking like someone has kicked an innocent puppy, it's no wonder you have a soft spot for him.

Both of you strayed away from the caves leading to mines, "I-I thought you l-left me." He meekly mumbled, almost incoherent.

That baffles you as he continues, "I overheard f-from your village that m-monsters are increasing in the area and you're probably..."

"Shh... I'm here now, aren't I? I'm sorry you have to hear that, I can assure you I haven't encountered any marauding monsters during my little excursion." You sighed, guilt pooling your conscience.

He sniffled, "So, you're not going to leave me?"

"Can I even go anywhere when you have a sharp sense of smell?"

"I'm a dragon, not a wolf." He whined, though you could still see the glint of dubious in his eyes, "Can I trust your word?"

Words never served him better than actions, you ought to show him you honor your word by affirming it through gestures.

Smiling, you offered your hand to him.

"How about you hold my hand on our way home? Will that help?" He stares at you and literally contemplated before he relented.

It's warm, much similar to your hug, but like a form of hug that has been reduced to a smaller fraction. It's still a paragon of comfort.

Surely enough, it did help his mind to be at ease. If you ever feel like he's cutting off your circulation, he is cutting your circulation by intertwining your fingers as if trying to tangle it so it won't loose.

"I'm sorry, you must think I'm stupid for cowering away just because of some stupid dark cave." He lowered his head in shame.

He's a Dragon who has greater strength than most beings, and yet he lets his fear consume him as if they can hurt him like how—

"Nonsense! Don't ever think like that or I will personally be the reason why you should fear humans." As stern as you sound, your eyes tell a different story.

Young Morax deduced this as concern, which resulted a flustered and heartwarming reaction from the boy. You were worried for him.

It shouldn't be something he's supposed to feel happy about, but your fretful intentions warranted warmth and security in his mind.

"I didn't know how oddly. . . pleasant it is to hold hands." He mused, and you responded with an amused giggle, "Here I thought only couples do this stuff, but it's really reassuring."

"It does, doesn't it? Sometimes the solution to your conflicts is in a form of validation."

Too wise for a kid, he inwardly complained, ". . .Meaning?"

You hold his other hand and stood to face him with a sequined smile, "No matter how minuscule or massive your fears are, you'll still find comfort when someone validates your feelings; to let you know that they care. It may not be the solution in some cases, but it's better than being alone in times of your vulnerability."

You leaned slightly closer, "Can I ask you a favor?" Your gaze pierced right through his soul and he can only nod absently which resulted for you to grin.

"If you see someone, friend and stranger even enemies, looking so vulnerable that they actually might cry. . ." You lifted your intertwined hands with his, ". . .Make them feel significant."

A cold midnight wind whisked past the both of you, your eyes shone brighter than jewels and stars alike as you spoke those words that made a huge impact in his life.

". . .Even if my enemies are about to cry because I'm about to end their miserable lives?"

What a way to ruin the moment.

"You know what I mean, Mora." You deadpan, preparing to let go of his hand, but his grip is much stronger and it only tightens once he feels you're trying to detach.

"I'm afraid you have to elaborate further, Y/N. And please, I only have two syllables in my name. What's so hard in including the X?" In contrast to his words, he quite enjoys hearing his nickname.

"The X is not even a syllable, Mora."

That time, young Morax found peace.

He's always on the hunt for something new, something glimmering, something incredible, something undiscovered and something bedazzling. That's how his childlike brain thinks and he seizes anything outwardly beautiful.

But he never knew how amazing it was to see something— or rather, to see someone's beauty on the inside.

Perhaps that's what draws him to you, because of your voice, patience and understanding. He would never admit it though

To him, you're beautiful inside and out, almost perfect, even your flaws are easy to love.

He can't deny he wasted a few immortal years just mourning your death, you'd probably scold him.

Within those years, he's only reliving the memories and wise words you have with him. He wanted to come out as a better person after your death, take it as an honour of your passing.

You made him for what he is.

If he hadn't met you he'd still be the intolerable, impatient and disrespectful person as he grows up.

He'd still fear the unknown, never having the courage to take risks and accept whatever outcomes.

Everything he does always brings him back to you, his actions always correlates to something that's relevant about you. It had always been you.

He prays the Celestia to let you know you will always be apart of his person. Yes, you died, but every lingering piece of you still remains intact in the deep recesses of his mind.

He has moved on, but you remain the person he loved the most. Not even the sands of time has the capability to change that.

"How disastrous. People can be really simple-minded." Morax rubbed both of his temples once he heard the speculation of him and Guizhong plausible relationship.

"I apologize on their behalf, it never crossed my mind they'll be quick to make assumptions." The fair Goddess bowed in shame.

"You have done nothing wrong to spark such rumors, Guizhong. If anything, it is I who should seek forgiveness for I have tied you down with such unpleasant gossips."

She meekly chuckles, "If we're going to paint ourselves as the culprit then we might as well work together to quell the rumors."

His perfectly lined eyebrows knitted, which didn't go unnoticed by Guizhong, "What seems to be troubling your mind?"

A few seconds ticked by before he let out a whisper that only Barbatos can only hear thanks to his wind. For Guizhong who has keen sense of hearing, "If Y/N was here I'll gear up for another war just to extinguish this spreading rumors." She stifled a laugh.

Oh, she knows alright. She knows you. She knows the person who captivated Morax's heart, it's all about he talks to her in their leisure time and you're not a secret between their comrades.

Most people would find it dull to listen about someone's life unless it held any merit to pass onto the other mouth, she would too. But Morax describes you like a protagonist of a fairy tale, like some mythical being, caught between two worlds, a miracle of existence that racked his existence— which makes you an interesting person

She was so eager to meet you, it was rather unfortunate that you've already passed on uncountable years ago.

"Where are you going?" She inquired as the Geo Archon whisk passed her, "Out to visit an old friend. I won't be returning until tomorrow dawn."

She sighed, a corresponding smile soon follows as she took over his job for the meantime.

Morax walked through the barren areas in Mt. Tianheng, it became part of his leisure activities during the day when his mind needs to detach itself from reality and let himself be swayed by the memories he tucked in the deep recesses of his mind.

Memories of his late comrades who perished in the horrors of war and the most painful but nostalgic one; Y/N.

He ruefully sighed at the thought of you. Even in death, you have full grasp of his heart and shroud his head with your image.

Filtered beams of light accented the spaces between the ancient trees that twisted like spires from the undergrowth. Golden leaves littered the forest floor as Morax appraised the trail of mycelium path, one leading to a particular tree.

His expression remains unchanging, at least that's what he thought, any stranger sees him they'll stop to ponder what made this godly man smile so fondly.

A single maple leaf flow with the breeze, swaying in inconsistent direction until it falls in his gloved hand. The rich color of autumn and texture brings him back in his youthful days.

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"Ah! All I do is reminisce to pass time." He muttered to himself as he let the leaf get carried away by the zither winds once again.

"It certainly has been awhile, Y/N. I was but a petulant child since I've visited you. I now stand here as the Geo Archon." It has been a habit to come back to this specific tree and treats it as his home.

It's a sacred place he's closely attached to, he can perfectly picture his young self failing to spy on you. He grimaced at the memory when he was caught in the act.

"I still have no idea why you let me trail your shadows, you weren't least afraid that I'm a dragon. You told me you're fascinated, but. . . was that the only reason?"

Only the breeze answered for him with nothing, "If you hadn't allowed me to do so I do not know what kind of person I would be as of today." He steps closer and pulled off his hood.

He let the silence hang for minutes, maybe even hours. Just standing there as he appreciates what nature has to offer in the place where his story began with you.

"Are you proud of me? My comrades claimed they were more than proud to stand alongside with me, but I doubt the veracity of their words when I led them to their demise. Is it that prideful to have me as a friend when I bring nothing but misfortune?"

He finally sat down between the roots of the tree, relishing the blissful comfort as the sunlight accentuates his godly features.

"I met a boy who was being manipulated by an evil god who only desires power and selfish gains." He began.

"He was a fierce warrior, strong and capable, the manipulation only fuels him to be at his strongest form. I was thinking of eradicating him, but his eyes already looked so dead. It reminded me of. . ."

He holds his tongue and shuts his eyes as he's in pain, "It would be one of my greatest regrets if I had impaled my spear into him."

"I thought of you that time. Hadn't it been to my promise to you, I wouldn't have gained a new ally. Xiao is his name."

The wind blew stronger, ". . . I forgot you can summon him just by calling out his name." He chuckles to himself.

Green statics cracked into the air and quickly revealed a masked man with his polearm readied for any danger.

"Settle down now. I apologize, your name slipped in my mouth." The young Yaksha visibly looked confused even under the layers of his mask.

"I was narrating a story to my old friend Y/N."

Guizhong couldn't have been more right.

By the end of the day, Xiao now knows every detail there is to know about the person called Y/N. It's what Morax ever talk to him.

"Mr. Zhongli is in a very elated mood ever since you told him Archon knows what, Traveler." Hu Tao, the Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor finds the situation quite absurd to look at, but never impossible. His mood just feels out of place.

Who looks at mournful families with an eccentric smile on their face as they consult them about their loved one's death?

"Why does Paimon feel like you're pointing finger at the traveler?" She puts her tiny hands on tiny her hips like a mother hen.

The Traveler let out a nervous laugh, "I wonder what exactly brought him in such high spirit with my words."

"Ooh... Paimon thinks it's about Y/N. Isn't it obvious by now?" Hu Tao furrowed her eyebrows, "Y/N? You mean the Adventurer?" Both heads snapped at her direction, "You know them?"

She reluctantly shrugged, "Only at acquaintance level. They showed interest in business and I taught them a few things." She smiled at the epilogue of her statement.

"If they ever come back, my hunch tells me you'd find them in Wangshu Inn, they frequented there before." She added before turning her attention to a new customer.

Zhongli, who's been eavesdropping, perked up at the claims. Perhaps he should visit Xiao tonight and totally won't inquire if he ever met you before.

Midnight falls and Zhongli bid his farewell to the traveler before heading towards the Wangshu Inn.

For some unknown reason, Zhongli could sense the foreboding feeling that's nagging his instincts as he gets closer to his desired destination, yet he doesn't stop. What's worse is that he doesn't know if it's for the good or bad.

All of a sudden, a harsh breeze blew past his face as if the winds attempting to convey a message that's only for his intuition to decipher, for him to meander.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw his statue glowing bright blue, but that wasn't what caught his attention. A hand reached out to touch the stone statue.

A mop of [H/C] facing him backward bowed down in respect of the late Rex Lapis, but Zhongli could feel a much more intense feeling.

Something stirs inside him, he remembers this situation— when he watched Y/N with such fascination from above the tree, not knowing what they look like, yet they never fail to express their feelings through threaded words he finds so wondrous to hear.

In contrary to that, the person appears to be. . . forlorn. He stepped closer until he's only less than five meters away from them.

All of a sudden, he feels skittish around the person. It's as if he doesn't want to leave a bad first impression, he's suddenly self-conscious of his looks, and Zhongli never cared about his outer appearance.

Then they spoke, in a solemn voice.

"See you later, Mora. I hope you found your eternal peace."

There are times when you wish you'd forget Morax, some that you don't. But still, in the birth of new beings, you will find Morax in his next life. The prospect of being alone is a phobia you can't ever overcome unless you have Morax.

What a joke. It should've been a farewell. Your final goodbye to your old friend. Not a hopeless see you later.

It took you months to come with that mindset, only to end up saying what's the exact opposite.

It was difficult to come back in Liyue, every step adds a new pile of memory that drags you further into the depths of agony. Every where you look reminds you of the late Geo Archon. Each encouraging word in your mind gets trampled on by his image.

You consider it as an achievement to stand tall in front of his statue after his death, and a failure that you didn't get to bid your final words to him before you depart from Liyue.

You're still clinging to a nonexistent hope that you'll actually get to see him even after your death. Old habits die hard they say. It couldn't have been more relatable than now.

Sighing in disappointment, you retracted your hand from the statue and briskly turn around when you felt the disturbance behind you.

A gloved hand suspended in the air seems to be trying to reach out to you. As you raise your eyes to meet the oh-so-familiar glowing amber eyes that you grew to love. . .

You offered the stranger a faux smile, seemingly naive to the person standing in front of you with an aghast expression.

You failed to realize Morax as Zhongli just as Morax failed to realize you in your different lives.

"Hello. How may I help you?"

Oh, how the tables have turned.

Time has stopped, both hands of the clock moved counterclockwise, bringing him back to the time he first laid his eyes on you— so unsuspecting from what's about to unravel after a sweet hello.

His broadened eyes are solely fixated on you, it ingnited a feeling he couldn’t immediately identify, a sense of a certain and long-forgotten familiarity fogged his memory.

From the color of your eyes, skin and hair. The subtle furrow of your eyebrows and the upturn of your lips. The gentle facade that compelled him to indulge his curiosity towards you.

Y/N. . . Are you the Y/N the traveler was talking about?

But you bare no resemblance to the Y/N he knew, yet he can tell how it is your soul residing in the mortal's body. It is you. Your eyes aren't the ones that welcomed him as new friend. It feels different.

You're smiling while your eyes are grieving.

Your eyes failed to conceal your weeping soul and could only hope the last bits of its strength will keep it standing until someone reach a hand to put back the shattered pieces.

Behind that gleeful stare was a mountain of pain and extracting it would bring instability to the person who would dare to climb. Yet come what may, you're always worth any risk.

He lowered his hand to shake yours, his lips upturned into an enigmatic smile.

Your heart went erratic and the usually dormant butterflies imploded in your stomach. You haven't felt like a teenager since. . .

You felt your breath hitch in your throat when suddenly, with a mere handful of strides, the beautiful man was standing right in front of you, his amber eyes searching your face intently, trying to find whatever it was he was seeking.

"My name is Zhongli, I'm a consultant in Wangsheng Funeral Parlor." Your [E/C] eyes blinked surreptitiously before accepting it. What a beautiful name, you thought almost immediately.

Under normal circumstances you would've strictly reprimanded the man with his incongruous advances, but you felt something else, something so powerful it overshadowed your senses.

It was a need, an unyielding need to be close to him.

Rather than pushing him away, something inside you stirs awake and begin to implore to coalesce with his existence.

"I'm Y/N L/N, an adventurer."

So it is really you.

He briefly looks down to their intwined hands.

For countless nights, the image of your bloodied hand reaching out to him as you take your last breath plagued his every dream. The tender, soft hands that will no longer bring him comfort. The hand of the person whom he loved so dearly, whom he failed to protect against the wicked ways of the world.

The intense urge to hide you away from the prying eyes that shared similarities to his kept his mind in shambles.

Which what led him to mumble to you what his thoughts are repeating like a mantra.

When he spoke the promise he'll show you what's up at the highest altitude his wings could go, he was mostly speaking out of his selfish desire to hold onto your hand and fly you away to the farthest place no living creatures have ever stumbled upon.

He had to learn it the hard way; that the greater you wish for something, the crueler fate can be. Maybe if he hadn't been so greedy you could've live your mortal life.

Now that you are standing in front of him, shaking your hand, he can amend his mistake by straying far away from you before he repeats history itself, before he could inflict pain on you again.

And yet, looking at you attempting to shoulder the boulders of life is what all it takes for all the wisdom he garnered for centuries to be thrown out the window.

He can't imagine himself distancing from you when you're suffering and have no one comfortable enough to share your burdens with, no one to validate your feelings, no one to embrace you in your vulnerable times.

You taught him to be compassionate, to not disregard emotions, and he's about to set that in motion. You were there when he needed you the most, offered your shoulder to vent out his feelings, it's about time to let him do what you always did for him.

It became abundantly clear he's not willing to let you go through anything alone just like he had gone through without you.

"You claim you're a consultant. Did you perhaps think I'm a potential customer?"

He let go of your hand as much as he loathes being away from your warmth for even just a second, he's still convinced you can be taken away from him at any given moment.

"Indeed, I couldn't stand idle and watch you grieve alone." He watches how you averted your eyes as if hiding the pain would appease your mind.

"I appreciate the thought. . . though, I highly doubt it'll be effective."

He mentally chuckled at the irony. He, too, was once amazed of what simple gestures can bring to a downhearted person.

"Hmm. An old friend once showed me how to console a person. Allow me to share their insights."

Your eye brows perched in curiosity, this man speaks like he's in his 50s or something, ". . .If you insist. I could use a company for now."

Morax experienced eons of desires to attain what he wishes to, though he refrains from being blinded by those greedy thoughts as he had witnessed how cruel fate can be when he once desired to have you. Will history repeat itself?

Zhongli chortles in response, but his expression soon turned nostalgic, "I may not know what adversities you're facing nor do I know who you are, but know that you're never alone."

His smile never left his face as he takes off his glove and held the palm face forward to you, he watches how your eyes glisten with unshed tears, "W-What is that supposed to convey?"

You didn't even notice how much gap he closed just to increase the proximity between the both of you. Archons! You can smell the lingering scent of Osmanthus Wine mingling with his breath!

Is he a drunkard like Venti?

Perhaps this man is drunk to comprehend his actions, perhaps he won't remember this the never next day, perhaps he has mistaken you for someone else, perhaps—

"Wherever you wish to go, I'll keep you company. I dare ask if I may hold your hand along the way, Y/N?"

Perhaps there's hope you can cling onto until your aching heart is at ease.

Your hand found its way to his, almost too desperate to not let this moment of comfort vanish. Just this once, you thought to yourself as the man smiled with absolute glee that it puts the sun in shame.

Out of reflex, your fingers laced with his, wanting nothing more than to relieve in the warmth of his hand. His expression soon turned into a priceless one as if he's in disbelief that you actually just did that, and that alone made the realization struck you harder than Raiden's lightning and fried your nerves with embarrassment.

"I-I'm so-sorry! I didn't mean to get too comfortable!"

You're a stranger to him, and you acted as if you've been a longtime friends. He must have been feeling uncomfortable, you nervously thought as you quickly tried reel back your hand in an attempt to salvage whatever budding acquaintanceship you have.

Keyword; tried.

Your action prompts him to retaliate by locking his fingers in place, keeping your hand sealed with his and shot you a reassuring smile.

"Do not fret. I'm delighted to know I somehow earned a little fraction of your trust. It's only fair to mirror the trust you gave me."

As if to spell out his point, he held up your intertwined hands just below your chin. His eyes blazed with a newfound emotion you couldn't decipher. He almost looks eager. He was gripping your hand, not too tight, but firm enough give emphasize of something.

His action wasn't fruitless as it gained a reaction from you. Your eyebrows twitched, there's something too familiar about it, but your memory refuses to give you that answer.

Instead, you could only mutter weak responses, "I-I understand, but if you feel uncomfortable in any way then don't hesitate to point out what I'm doing wrong."

Whether it was a satisfying answer he wants to hear, his emotions betrayed to even give you a brief answer and his face only lit up as he turns away from you, "You could never do anything wrong in my eyes."

Did he just say something? "What was that?"

"Nothing. Are you new in Liyue? I could give you a tour if you'd like to make you familiarize with the environment."

Your lips turned into a genuine smile, it didn't reach your ears but something tells you this man will lengthen it until you're the happiest person alive, "I'd love to, Zhongli."

As the wind blows to the East, a new chapter has began with a new retelling of their unfinished story. Until the last maple leaf falls and the oldest standing tree drought, two souls will always find their way to rekindle what has been lost.

>> PART III

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bel-k03 · 1 month

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“The return of happiness. Quite fitting don’t you think, pet?”

I got a little excited with the details and wanted to put some meanings behind, starting with the willow tree or sweeping willow, was known as a place where forsaken lovers would meet and his meaning is the melancholy, I found it fitting for white raven, also the lily of the valley means return of happiness (after ending this I realized it’s the same flower Annabel had before meeting “leo”) and in this Annabel win the game of chess with a checkmate that it’s named “kiss of death” (credits to blackendsoul for that information)

#nevermore webtoon #annabel lee nevermore #lenore nevermore #annabel lee whitlock #lenore vandernacht #whiteraven #lennabel nevermore #live laugh lesbian #a little of fluff before the tragedy

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mintpurrfect · 10 months

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⩇:⩇⩇ — Menace

⤿synopsys﹕seong taehoon is an absolute menace, always annoying the hell out of you. it's his way of showing his love, but he'd rather jump off a building than admit it though.

⤿character﹕ seong taehoon x gn!reader

⤿genre﹕fluff

⤿warning﹕cursing, bad grammar and typos

⤿note﹕It's been awhile! Here's some Taehoon stuff which had been sitting in my drafts for some time that I just finished a few minutes ago. 890 words | not proofread.

Taehoon was walking around the YHC's office, trying to find anything that would get rid of his boredom. He didn't have anything else to do as he had just finished his training.

His eyes wandered around before stopping at a wooden door across the room. He mindlessly walked towards the door and opened it.

There, he saw you sitting on a chair in front of a desk, seemingly writing something.

Walking towards you, Taehoon had decided that you're the one to ease his boredom. He took out an unoccupied chair from beside you and placed it really closely to where you are before sitting on it, body facing towards you.

You stayed quiet even after noticing his presence, too busy with jotting down ideas flowing through your head.

Taehoon watched you for a while, observing you. How your eyebrows knit together in deep thought, how your eyes seem to light up whenever a new idea comes to mind or even how your lips form into a small pout when you aren't satisfied with what you wrote.

You were getting uncomfortable with the way his eyes were watching you intently.

With a sigh, you dropped your pencil and glanced at him, "What do you want?"

"I'm bored."

You rolled your eyes before continuing to your previous task, "Go train or something."

From your peripheral vision, you could see how he inched closer to you but you didn't make any move to scoot away, "I'm already done training."

"Why'd you come here of all places?"

"I wanted to annoy you."

How very blunt of him. You rolled your eyes again, making up your mind to just ignore him and pretend that he's not there. After all, ignorance is bliss.

Well, that was your plan until he decided to be a total menace.

"What's that supposed to be? Duck?"

"It's "crack", Taehoon." You replied, trying hard not to break the pencil you're holding in half but he's just making it hard for you not to do so.

"Mallow?" He mumbled,

You let out a deep sigh, "It's "mirror", those are "R's" not "L's", gosh... "

You're trying your best to contain your annoyance and focus on writing but the man, either oblivious to your frustration or just doesn't care, most likely the latter, spoke once more, "Your handwriting sucks,"

"You suck." You retort earning an amused look on Taehoon's face.

"Your insults are just as bad as your penmanship."

'I swear to god, if you don't shut up, I'm going to stab you with this pencil-'

Curses after curses flood your mind but you refrain yourself from snapping and held back. Nothing good comes out with arguing with the guy.

Realising that you won't respond, he let his eyes wander once again. Taehoon then fixated his brown eyes towards your hair.

After contemplating for a few minutes, he decided to raise his hand and brush his fingers through your hair.

Feeling the gentle touch, you momentarily stop writing to register what was happening.

Taehoon was playing with your hair, watching closely how it moves as he twirled it around his fingers.

You just decided to ignore him and continue on with what you were doing. You started scribbling on your notebook, your messy handwriting filling up the page.

A few minutes have passed and you're finally done. Taehoon was still somehow playing with your hair, he didn't even speak once after he had started.

You slightly tilt your head towards his direction, raising an eyebrow when you noticed how he was zoning out while absentmindedly twisting a few strands of your hair into his index finger.

Taehoon felt your stare and finally snapped out of his thoughts. His auburn (?) eyes turned towards yours. He didn't speak and just continued to stare into your eyes. Without warning, he leaned in closer to your face without breaking eye contact.

You felt your heart skip a bit but managed to put on an unbothered facade. You're sure that if you gave any ounce of flustered reaction, he won't stop teasing you about it.

But gosh, did his lips look so tempting right now.

Your eyes subconsciously trailed down towards his lips for a few seconds before you noticed what you were doing and looked away. He was leaning towards you in a painfully slow pace and it was obvious that he's teasing you on purpose.

'Damn it..' you thought to yourself. A soft sigh escaped your lips before you finally decided to take the matter into your own hands —quite literally if I may add— you brought your hand up and grabbed the back of his head before pulling him closer and closing the distance between the two of you.

Taehoon froze in surprise as he felt your lips against his. He would never admit it but he felt his heart flutter. Slowly but surely, his lips started to move against yours and his eyes closed shut as he savoured the feeling of your kiss.

You pulled away after what felt like hours, and you could see a small smile on Taehoon's lips,

"Didn't know that you wanted me that much." He said, giving you a cocky smirk but the pink tint on his cheeks and ears betrayed how he truly felt.

"Oh, shut up." You rolled your eyes playfully before pulling him in for another kiss.

#seong taehoon #webtoon #how to fight #viral hit webtoon #viral hit x reader #taehoon seong #seong taehoon x reader #taehoon x reader #viral hit taehoon #how to fight fandom #how to fight taehoon #taehoon seong x reader #x gn! reader #x reader #fluff #— namwrites ִֶָ ࣪ ៹

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starrvlight · 11 days

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"stars and matching bracelets<3"

Warning - none(?)

A/n : PLEASE IM WORKING AS HARD AS I CAN TO GET THESE DONE!!

Scenario: y/n has ALWAYS Loved astrology, like Logan! That's kinda how you 2 became friends, then Logan introduced you to the group- that's where you met Ben. He didn't talk much you didn't know why (yet) , but regardless you and him got pretty close, you were pretty quiet, but when you were with him you yapped non-stop. But it's alright his liked you voice it was sweet and soft..it's music to his ears..

You were with Ben, talking about the stars and the constellations, you 2 were walking after you was have him the 2 matching bracelets you made, one with a star and the other with the moon, you tied the moon one to his wrist with a smile he blush slightly seeing how exited you got when he agreed to have matching bracelets with you, or just your smile in general.You were walking beside him in the halls, yapping his ears off you ere happy that he agreed to match with you, Ben was happy too in all honesty he's never really matched with anyone, and it made him happy- it made him feel wanted.. important..safe and he loved that feeling,

Ben was so caught up in his thoughts he wasn't even listening, and he didn't realize he was blushing and looking at you, your laugh, chuckle, voice, smile, it was- everything was to perfect about you.

PLEASE IM SO SORRY IT WAS SHORT I JUST WANNA MAKE SURE I GET A LOT OF THERES DONE SO I DONT LEAVE U GUYS WAITING<3

#sbg #school bus graveyard #sbg (webtoon)#ben clark sbg #ben clark #x y/n fluff #X reader #fluff

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unreleasedwrites · 7 months

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may I request a fluff scenario with gun where he notices how smaller we are than him? u can add some nsfw too if u want ^^

Incomparable

“but seeing how your body is so much smaller than mine- just..”

summary: Your boyfriend brings up your guys’ size differences right after you’ve had your morning routine. No points were actually made so you two ended up snuggling on the couch even after you’ve both gotten mostly ready for the day, and just needed some clothes. Yet, Gun developed a habit of holding you in his arms or even just hands whenever he gets the chance. I think he has a kink.

character(s) included: Jonggun Park x fem!reader

cw: slightly suggestive if you squint, Gun being soft towards reader, Gun and reader have been dating for a while, pet names or anything similar (princess and babe), a bunch of physical affection, cuddling, waist holding, reader snuggling on top of gun, curse words used

unwrapped on: Saturday Morning, September 16 2023

wrapped up on: Sunday Night, September 24 2023

published on: Sunday Night, September 24 2023 (at around 11 PM)

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“You’ve just been staring at me this whole time… From when I woke up, I saw you were simply looking at me, and once I got up from our bed, your eyes never left me, and now that i’m getting ready.. You’re still staring at me.. Is there something wrong, babe?” You spoke in a low voice.

“Hmm, there is, actually. Something seems off about you…” Gun said as he eyed you from head to toe.

“Something off about me..? Be more specific, babe.” You scoffed.

You made your way to the side of the bed where your boyfriend was sat on.

“Tell me, what is it?” You pouted as you crossed your arms.

“I’m not sure I want to.” Gun said with a smug grin.

“And why not?”

“I have a strong feeling, that you’d throw some tantrum as soon as I do say it.”

“I promise I won’t, buuttttt I will if you don’t plan on telling me.”

“Fine, but you better keep your promise. I just dealt with that yellow headed idiot yesterday and I don’t want to hear any more whining or complaining, alright?”

You nodded repeatedly and smiled.

He stood up from the bed and there he was, right in front of you. But with Gun being about 190 centimeters, you always have to look up at him because you’d simply be staring at his chest if you didn’t, which only boosts his ego.

“Sooo..?”

“You seriously don’t see it?”

“See what?” You said with an innocent look.

“In that case, how aboutt we go over hereee”

Gun dragged out his words as he grabbed your hand and brought the both of you to the full body mirror in his wardrobe, which is the room to the left, next to your shared bedroom.

He then placed you right in front of the big mirror and stood behind you.

“See it yet, princess?”

“We’re wearing matching robes, is that it?”

“What on earth makes you think that’d be it?”

“What the hell am I supposed to be seeing then? You couldddd try to give out some context clues, y’know.” You replied.

Gun held your waist and pulled you closer to him, putting the both of you be in a position where it seems he’s hugging you from the back. He then bent forwards, just slightly, so that he could rest his head on top of yours.

“A hundred sixty-two centimeters.” Gun stated.

“Hm?”

“You’re 162 centimeters tall, right?”

“163.”

“162 and maybe about a half.” Gun argued.

“Gun. Is that what this is about?”

“Part of it, yeah.” He smirked as he fondled with your hair, which you had just washed and blow dried.

“I recently measured my height, Gun. I’m more than sure that i’m at 163 centimeters now, it’s already pretty average.”

“Totally.... Now, look closely.” He said as he lifted his head and stood up straight.

“What am I supposed to be looking closely at??” You replied as you lifted a brow and shrugged in confusion.

Gun sighed.

As you were about to walk away and leave the hands that were just on your waist, Gun pulled you once more.

“How could you be so oblivious? Don’t you see it?”

“See WHAT.” You practically screamed.

Gun lowered his head towards your right ear and whispered, “Can’t you see how small you are compared to me, princess?”

His whisper still had a hint of rasp from his morning voice, and you couldn’t help but get goosebumps and frantically blush.

“G-Gun..” You stammered.

Gun lowered his head to the nape of your neck and whispered once more, “I’ve been looking at you all morning, princess. From when I woke up, I spent a few hours just laying there, beside you, admiring how precious you are..”

“You were watching me sleep, are you some sort of creep?” You’re mood suddenly switched and you started laughing.

He chuckled as he held your waist harder.

“With you peacefully sleeping on top of me for the entire night, how could I not? I realized how fragile you are compared to me. Of course, I always knew that— but seeing how your body is so much smaller than mine- just..”

And that’s when you realized. You quickly eyed the reflection of you & your boyfriend on the mirror from head to toe. You took some time to process what Gun had just said and you were reminded of how much smaller you are compared to him. His entire physique is both bigger and wider compared to yours, he’s also much taller. Although, you’ve spent time thinking about this before— But it wasn’t something you really paid any mind to. Nor was it something that really mattered or occurred as shocking to you.

“Y’know, I do get what you mean but at the same time, what do you mean?” You tilted your head towards Gun’s which was still resting on your shoulder.

“Doesn’t matter anymore, just come back to bed with me.” He said.

“I’ve finished my morning routine, i’m not getting back in bed, babe.” You scoffed as you proceeded to walk away.

Then, out of nowhere, a large hand with that familiar texture landed on your waist and pulled you without a struggle. The next thing you know is that your sat on Gun’s lap on the living room sofa while he’s teasing you about how you tried to get away from him just now.

Your boyfriend’s laying on the sofa while you were just sat on his lap, and since you knew well that escaping his grasp would practically be impossible, you finally caved in his touch and snuggled with him.

“Hmph.”

Gun just laughed as he ran his fingers through your hair and stroked your back as you were laying on him, with one hand on his shoulder and one on his chest, all the while your face was buried in his chest.

Fuck. He thought. You were like a life size teddy bear to him. And oh boy, he was more than just obsessed. He was so into how easily you were buried into his body whenever you two cuddle or even hug. He can’t get enough of seeing his large hands and toned body on your small and subtle frame. He swears his pants tighten to the point it’s uncontrollably uncomfortable and unbearable, and he needs to see and feel himself inside your small body right then and there.

He loves getting you on top of him, whether it’s for his lustful desire or for cuddling, Gun never gets tired of seeing or feeling your much smaller frame on top of him. Can never say no to any of your wants and requests because of how irresistible he finds you.

From then on, he loved holding your waist more than he already did, especially when you two are in front of a mirror, all because he loves seeing how his entire physique is almost twice the size of yours. Also, when you two are both in the mood, expect to experience twice the impact from now on, he’s kinky as fuck and you being smaller is like adding fuel to a fire. Cuddling with him can be exhausting, he refuses to let go, ever.

He hadn’t realize just how vulnerable he was in those moments or how much he expressed what he was actually thinking, but either way, he wouldn’t change a thing.

notes: honestly I only know what i wanna put in notes when i get the actual thought of what it is, i js forget it after that since this is at the very end😭😭

TO THE ANON WHO REQUESTED THIS!! ty for requestingg, I hope this can somewhat meet your expectations, suggestive fics is as far as ill get for now, so im sorry that there isn’t any nsfw (although i was pretty tempted when gun said “but seeing how your body is so much smaller than mine- just..”— I was hella tempted for the mood to turn right around then and there but idk) Maybe for some readers, it isn’t quite suggestive, but if you look at it my way then 👩‍🦲

I am so sorry that it took over a week, I only started at september 16 because thats when I first saw it but i think its been there for about 1-3 days i cant remember tbh and i cant check either :( Also, I would have tried to finish it sooner but this week was my midterm exams & I think I failed science (fuckk) but I also had a bunch of tests and i’ve been in a slump lately, so im soo so sorry for the wait

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Once again, I hope this isn't too bad for my third fic and fifth post, and i'll be doing more characters in lookism 🫶🫶

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