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New Horizons (Park Seonghwa) (Epilogue)

Epilogue

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader

Words: 7.0k+

Warning(s): Mentions of reader being anxious/having anxiety, some swears, drinking, i think thats it.

SMUT (18+) WARNINGS: Multiple orgasms, oral (F receiving)/ face sitting, slight cockwarming, birthcontrol used, No condom use, PiV penetration, cowgirl yeehaw

A/N: Fucking- Finally finished the epilog. Grad school is slowly but surely killing me rn. I only had time to write this during the undergrad class im taking for credits iubgouoren. I hope yall enjoy.

Reader is implied to be living in the US bc uh TIMEZONES ARE FUCKY and i didnt realize how reliant i was on mine (PST) when looking up KST

English dialogue is italicized, Korean dialogue is not

Summary: Attempting an all-nighter while playing Animal Crossing alongside your bias, you didn't expect your turnip prices to be such a high amount... nor did you expect Park Seonghwa to actually accept your offer to sell his turnips on your island.

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You sat at your desk, phone set up for a video call with Seonghwa. You felt nervous. Tomorrow is your graduation, where you'll finally be done with this aspect of your life and will be moving onto the next step. Despite the distance, you and Seonghwa were as close as ever. You both missed each other dearly but talked as frequently as possible.

You were a little sad that he and the rest of Ateez couldn't make it to your graduation, but you understood why. You didn't have much hope when you told Hongjoong the date and he told you he'd ask if they could. You tried to tell him not to ask since you knew they would be busy with an upcoming comeback, but he insisted he'd try. He talked to you the next night saying they had a packed schedule for that week and couldn't. You figured as much but it still made you a little sad.

You hear the tone for the video call and you quickly answer it with a smile. You see Hwa sitting there, but not in his room. You couldn't quite figure out where he was. He seemed to be wearing a loose sweater and a pair of glasses frames.

"Hello, jagiya." Seonghwa smiled sweetly, he seemed tired.

"Hello, love." You respond. "How are you? You seem a little tired."

"The week has been busy."

"Aw, I'm sorry. Are you currently at a schedule?" You tilt your head. You see him look off to the side. You can see that he seems to be hiding something, but you figure it was because he couldn't talk about anything specific related to any of the filmed comeback videos.

"Yeah, we are staying at a hotel. We are going to start filming soon." He sighs. "It was a last minute decision since filming took longer than expected yesterday. I wish I could tell you everything that went wrong but I can't."

"I'm sure it'll go better today, love."

"Thank you, jagiya. But enough about me, jagiya, how are you? Are you excited for tomorrow?"

"A mix of excited and nervous. Excited to have my degree... nervous for whatever comes next. Nervous about walking across that stage to get that empty diploma case and not having a solid next thing waiting for me." You press your lips together and glance over to your cap and gown hanging in your open closet. The whole ordeal almost seems daunting now. "I've applied for jobs in my field but I haven't heard anything back... I doubt any will get back to me when I am fresh out of university."

"I wish I was there with you, (Y/N)." He looked into the camera with a concerned expression. "You'll exceed at whatever you do. I know you will. You are smart and very determined."

"It's probably just all the nerves." You chuckle weakly.

"Just know myself and the others are cheering for you, even if we can't be there. Which, we are still sorry for by the way."

"Don't worry about it. I'll have my family film my walk across the stage and we will take lots of pictures to send to you all."

"We look forward to it." He smiles. You hear a door opening and what you believe to be Hongjoong's voice. You couldn't make out what he said but you saw Seonghwa nod before hearing the door close. "Sorry, (Y/N), I have to go. We need to get ready for filming today."

"Don't apologize, love. You got this. I'm sure you will do great." You smile and you can just tell some of the stress he was feeling dissipate.

"I love you, jagiya." He says softly.

"I love you too." There is some hesitancy to hang up but you bit the bullet and pressed the little red button on the call. You sigh, but feel lighter. It was like talking to Hwa helped calm your worries.

---

You stood with your family for a moment before you needed to join the rest of the graduating students. You stood with them in your cap and gown and a nice outfit underneath. You couldn't help but wring your hands together. You weren't necessarily nervous, but you did feel a little anxious from the excitement now. You felt you childhood best friend place their hand on your shoulder and they give you a calm smile.

"It's going to be fine, (Y/N)." They gently squeezed your shoulder. "I doubt you'll trip, so don't worry."

"Well I wasn't worried about tripping until now." You groan. "I'm not nervous. I just... can't stay still."

"Oh (Y/N), it's okay to be nervous." Your mother coos, rubbing small circles into your upper back. "Just think about the surprise we have planned for you."

"Surprise?"

"Hun, you weren't suppose to mention that." Your father chuckles.

"I thought I told you all I needed was just a nice dinner at my favorite restaurant." You say softly. "I hope you didn't spend too much-"

"Don't worry about it. We wanted to get you something for such a big day." Your father grinned. You were going to argue back but heard the call for graduating students to start getting in place for the ceremony.

"Make sure to film my walk please!" You said and they nodded. Your family and your best friend gives you one last hug before you go to where you were supposed to, while they went off to grab seats.

You take a deep breath as you find your spot in line with the rest of your majors getting the same degree level as you and your roommate, who also was graduating alongside you. You smiled at some of your classmates you were friendly with and chatted with them. You were given a slip of paper with your name on it by one of your professors and you were left to wait for the ceremony to start.

You felt your phone buzz under your gown. You were glad you picked something to wear underneath with pockets. You manage to get your phone out and you smile. All of Ateez were wishing you well and saying their congrats. San even sent a selfie of them all together, which they said was taken after they finished filming. You were glad they messaged you and made sure to tell them to get some rest since it was around 6am for them.

The line you were in started moving so you quickly put your phone away and started walking with your line. You can hear lots of chatter from other graduating students and could hear the chatter from people in the stands. You and the others stood still until you heard one of the deans call you guys to enter. You hear the crowd cheer as the graduating class enters the area. You tried to pinpoint your family and your best friend but had no luck finding them in the sea of people. You take your seat and wait for the rest of the graduate students to also take their seats as the stereotypical graduation march song plays.

The song ended when everyone was finished sitting down. Next were speeches by the college president, a provosts, and a dean whom you never personally interacted with, and then two professors spoke; one is the chair of your major which made you smile. Next were student speeches, neither person you recognized.

You gulp, watching as the rows ahead of you go up one by one as they were instructed by a professor to do so. There was the constant noise of clapping with each name, followed by a few people loudly cheering for whoever just got called. You clapped along as well, watching each person receive their diploma case from the college president and walk to the side to get their picture taken professionally.

Next thing you knew the people in your row started to stand. You quickly got to your feet and follow along to the stage. You wait, taking small steps as person by person hands over their name slip and walk the stage. You were getting closer and closer to the speakers stand.

Then, it's your turn.

You made conscious steps to the speaker, not wanting to trip. You hand them your name card and wait as the person ahead finished crossing the stage. The speaker smiled and read your name into the microphone. You start walking across stage to the president as the crowd clapped.

You hear loud cheers coming from the stand on the other side of the stage, more than what you were expecting from the three people there seeing you graduate. You finally see your parents and your best friend up on their feet, your dad and friend shouting loudly. But in the row in front of them, you see eight figures also on their feet shouting as loud as they can. Immediately you can tell it is Ateez. Even with face masks, different hats, and inconspicuous clothes, you could tell they were your boys. Plus, you can easily tell Wooyoung and Mingi's voices as they were the loudest and most distinct.

A large smile broke out on your face as you kept your tears at bay. You walked the stage with your head held high. You shook hands with the college president and took hold of the diploma case. You walked to the end of the stage and carefully took the steps down. You got your picture taken and you started walking back to your seat.

You look up at the stand when you heard your name shouted repeatedly by Wooyoung, San, and Seonghwa. Each member of Ateez waved as you walked by and you made sure to wave back. You felt pure happiness in the moment.

---

When the ceremony ended and all the graduates exited the way they walked in, you immediately started making your way outside. Your parents texted saying they were waiting for you by the large oak tree. You weave your way through the sea of students and their families as fast as you could. You could see the top of the tree but you knew the trunk was still some distance away from where the ceremony was held.

You finally breach the crowd and see your parents, your best friend, and Ateez, along with their manager. They spotted you and called your name. You immediately quickened your pace.

Wooyoung held out his arms for a hug but you passed him and immediately clung to Seonghwa. The tears you held back immediately fell as you hugged him.

"Y-You're here! I can't believe you're here! Hongjoong said you guys were busy. You said you-" You rapidly spoke.

"Slow down, jagiya." Seonghwa chuckles. He held you tightly and rubbed your back.

"Sorry, my love." You sniffle and look to his face. Despite the black mask covering his nose down to his jaw, you can tell he has a big grin on his face. He moves a step back from you, resting his hands on your jaw. The pads of his thumbs swipe away your tears gently. "I'm so happy to see you in person again."

"I'm happy too." He carefully guided you to turn around so he could move back in front of you, his back to the crowd. He pulls down his mask and leans in, his soft lips meet yours in a loving kiss. You couldn't help but smile against his lips as it felt like world around each of you melted away. You both slowly pulled away but kept your faces close. "Congratulations. I am so proud of you, (Y/N)." He whispers and kisses each cheek, making you giggled.

"Congratulations, (Y/N)!" Wooyoung broke the moment of peace between you both as he pulled you into a big hug. You tilt your head back and laugh, all while there rest of Ateez swarmed you for their own hugs. Your face ached from how much you were smiling.

"Seonghwa contacted us a week after you had us do that video call with him." Your mother started to explain. You remember that day well, feeling nervous for your parents to meet your long distance, idol boyfriend. But they immediately loved him and exchanged contact information; mostly just in case you got in an emergency so they could inform him. Subsequently, of course, your parents met the rest of Ateez. "They wanted to surprise you and here they are."

"Sorry I lied to you, (Y/N)." Hongjoong laughed, his smile telling you he was anything but apologetic. "Yuhno suggested the idea of it being a surprise when I ran into him before I talked it over with our company. So really, blame him."

"Hey, you could of said no, Joong-hyung." Yuhno playfully glared then set his sights on Seonghwa. "Didn't you initiate the call with her parents?"

"Yes, but Sannie and Woo also sat in on the call too." Seonghwa shot back. The group delved into a big, non-serious argument of who is to blame for the lies. You shook your head with a chuckle and went to your parents.

"Thank you for arranging this." You hug them both tightly.

"Of course, (Y/N). We could see how happy you were when we met him and how yourself you were with the rest of the group, so we knew we had to put this together for you somehow." Your father had a big smile on his face, you could see tears in his eyes. "Oh, my child is all grown up..."

"I've been grown up, dad. Don't cry, you're going to make me cry again." You chuckle, feeling that sting of tears again in your eyes. You feel arms wrap around you from behind and you knew immediately it is Seonghwa. "Did you guys settle who's fault it is, love?"

"No, but it seems everyone puts the blame back on Hongjoong." He laughs. He smiles at your parents and gives them a polite bow of his head. The rest of Ateez joined back up with your parents and your best friend. They started discussing dinner plans, you jumping in when needed for translation help.

Your smile doesn't leave your face as you lean back into Seonghwa. You could have just cheap take out with everyone and you'd be happy.

---

You said goodbye to your parents and best friend when everyone arrived back at your apartment after dinner. They wanted to let you have some time alone with Ateez. Your parents managed to reserve a private space at a great restaurant ran by a friend of your mother's. The manager went to buy snacks and drinks for the rest of you guys for tonight at a near by convenience store.

"Wow you have a nice place, (Y/N)." Yeosang compliments as he looks at the various decorations and how you and your roommate placed the minimal furniture.

"Thanks, it was a collaborative effort with my roomie. Which, be as loud as you guys want. She won't be in for a few nights since she'll be staying with her family." You smile and turn go to put leftovers from dinner in the fridge, missing the way everyone looked towards Seonghwa. "How long are you here for?"

"Just the rest of tonight. We fly back early in the morning tomorrow. We may have pulled this off but we still have busy schedules coming up." Jongho answers.

"Sorry we can't stay longer." San sighs with an apologetic smile.

"No worries, I'm happy you guys made it for today." You grin and move to sit next to Hwa on the couch, immediately leaning against him. "So I take it you guys flew in last night? Is that why you were actually in a hotel, love?"

He chuckles and nods, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. His fingers gently traced patterns on your arm. "I'm glad we got to witness this."

"Of course, I'd do the same for you guys."

"Well, if you would..." Mingi smiles as he walks in front of you, holding out several small pieces of paper for you. You gingerly take them, and look at everyone with confusion and curiosity as they surrounded the couch. Wooyoung took his spot next to you and rested his chin on your shoulder, aka, on Seonghwa's hand.

"Oh my God." You gasp as you look at each paper. They chuckled at your shock. There were several plane tickets; one to South Korea, a round trip ticket to Japan and then back to Korea, and then one back home. The next paper was a pass for the waterbomb festival coming up.

"We will email you the actual virtual tickets soon." Wooyoung said with a big grin.

"A graduation present from us and our manager." Seonghwa kissed your temple.

"This had to be so expensive..."

"Don't worry about it at all. We didn't have to pay for the waterbomb ticket and we all chipped in for the flights." Yuhno said softly from behind the couch. You felt his hand pat the top of your head a few times. There was a knock at the door and the tallest went to open the door for their manager, who came in with two, black plastic bags and one backpack. You quickly got up to your feet and approached him with a smile.

"Thank you for all you have done."

"I should thank you for helping me keep them in line." He chuckles and hands you the plastic bags. He walks over to the couch and sets the backpack at Seonghwa's feet. "Remember, we have a flight back to Korea tomorrow. Don't drink too much. (Y/N), drink all you want."

Some time passed and everyone was lounging around in the living room of your apartment. Mingi, San, and Wooyoung took over the couch. Jongho, Yuhno, Yeosang, and their manager sat in chairs from the small kitchen table. You, Seonghwa, and Hongjoong were sitting on the floor, all while everyone watched a trashy, American reality show. You were sitting between Hwa's legs with your back against his chest while he rested against San's legs.

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket. You fish it out and unlock it, seeing it was an email notification. You tapped the notification, though you didn't read what it was for, figuring it was a promotional thing or something. You looked up at the tv screen for a moment before taking a moment to read over the contents of the email.

Your eyes slowly widened with each line you read. You felt your heart flutter as you sit up straight. You felt Seonghwa's hands on your hips and he had a curious look on his face.

"(Y/N)? What's wrong?" He asks softly, trying not to draw everyones attention. He leans forward and you can feel his chest on your back again, his chin on your shoulder. You raise your phone screen up so he can have an easier time reading the email. You turn your head just enough to see his expression turn to one of shock. You felt him wrap his arms around your waist and hold you tight as a big smile broke out on his face. "Does... Does this mean...?"

"What's happening?" Sannie asked from the couch. He leaned forward as well and you pass him your phone. You can practically feel the excitement oozing from Seonghwa. San suddenly stood up, knocking into the eldest's back. He had a huge grin, his dimple prominent on his face.

Wooyoung snatched your phone from San and you watched as his eyes scan over the screen. He then looks up at you with a big smile. "No way!"

"Care to share with the rest of us?" Mingi asked while Yeosang muted the channel.

"Well-" San started to speak but then clasps his own hand over his mouth for a moment. He hands you back your phone and sits back down. He eagerly gestures for you to speak. You feel Hwa's hands gently squeeze your hips.

"A job I applied for contacted me and told me they were looking for fresh faces and say they see potential with my resume, my CV, and from my letters of recommendation." You beamed and everyone looked excited for you. A sea of congratulations soon followed. You kept your beaming expression and you see Hongjoong look at you.

"There is more, isn't there?" He asked, a smile growing on his face.

"The job is located in Seoul. And they are allowing me to start towards the end of the year to give me time to get my legal documents situated and to move."

There was a moment of silence.

Then, your apartment became chaos with pure excitement. Seonghwa, Wooyoung and San already pledged themselves to help you find a place in your upcoming visit. Mingi and Yuhno express excitement for the prospect of staying over at your new place. Yeosang, Jongho, and Hongjoong already start to make plans for when you start living there. Everyone decides to have one more drink to celebrate, their manager unable to say no to such an occasion.

---

You give each member a hug as they are about to leave for the night, saying your goodbyes. You move to hug Seonghwa but he sidesteps you and moves to stand behind you. You give him a confused look while the others chuckle.

"I'm staying with you tonight, jagiya." He pecked your cheek. The others say goodnight, their manager telling him to be read by 7am, and they all quickly leave. Now, it's just you and Seonghwa.

"That's why he brought a backpack for you." You laugh and turn to face him. You place your hands on the back of his neck and raise a brow. "You've been nothing but surprises today. I really do appreciate it."

"Of course. I'd do just about anything for you." He smiles sweetly and leans in to kiss you. Unlike the other kisses you two shared today, this one was longer and more passionate. You can feel his lips move against yours as he swipes his tongue along your bottom lip. You smile against the kiss. Before you could part your lips, he pulls away with a flirtatious look.

"I love you, love." He smiles at your words. He lifts his hand up and gently traces his fingers down the side of your face, sending shivers down your spine. His arms wrap around your body and he keeps you pressed against him.

"I love you too, jagiya." He brings you into another intense kiss, his tongue invading your mouth this time. You feel his fingers curl in against your back, all while your hands find themselves in his hair. He breaks the kiss once more but rests his forehead against yours. "Would you like to celebrate a little more? We don't have to go further than this-"

"I would love to." You grin. You move from Seonghwa's grasp and take his hand, pulling him to your bedroom.

The second you closed the door, Hwa is already guiding you to your bed. He lays you down on your back while he crawls over you, his lips pressed against yours. His hands grip your hips before he starts to slide them under your shirt. He shifts his leg, placing it between your thighs. His knee is just barely brushes against your core. His hands start to gently kneed your breasts over your bra.

Seonghwa starts to trail tender kisses down from your mouth to your neck. You smile at the affection and you place a kiss of your own on the top of his head. He smirked against your neck as he gently bites your skin. You feel him shift his leg that was between your legs, applying a small amount of pressure against your cunt. You let out a soft noise from the sensation and you can feel yourself growing wetter and wetter.

You move one your hands down to the growing bulge in his pants. Seonghwa chuckled and sat up, taking your hand off him.

"Tonight is all about you, jagiya." He smiled softly. He took hold of both your wrists in his hand and held them above your head. "Let me worship you."

You felt a pleasant shiver down your spine again and you nod. Hwa let go of your hands and began kissing your neck again. This time his kisses and bites to your neck were more intense. You knew for sure you would have a couple of marks there. He released his hold on your wrists but you kept your arms about head. Your body is completely at his mercy and that had you excited.

You felt him press his leg against your aching core again and this time you rolled your hips to seek pleasure, causing yourself to moan.

"Good, jagiya." Seonghwa chuckles as he moves his face by your ear. You feel his lips brush against your ear before he gently nips it. He sat up and helped you up as well.

He hums softly, tracing his nose along your face before he kisses you again. He gently nibbles your bottom lip and stares deeply into your eyes. Hwa licks his lips as he leans down and scans your body with his eyes. You feel his hand take hold of your shirt and slowly lift it up and off your body. His fingers nimbly unclasps your bra and he tosses it off your body.

Seonghwa's hands caress and gently squeeze your breasts, the pads of his thumbs were on your nipples as he rubbed small circles with them. He hummed with a smile. "I missed these."

You chuckle softly. "You missed my boobs?"

"Yes." He moves himself so his face his close to them. "I missed all off you, (Y/N). I missed your face, your touch, your taste... I missed seeing your smile in person, I missed hearing your laugh right beside me. I miss you."

"I miss you too Hwa." You give his cheek a tender peck. You bite your bottom lip as his hands still kneaded your breasts and his thumbs applied some pressure. "Luckily I got that job. I'll be a lot closer to you by next year."

"Still feels so far away." He whispers and starts kissing your chest. He bites the skin and sucks, doing this until he reached your nipples. His mouth encompasses the pebbled skin. You bring one of your hands up to his head and combed your fingers through his hair. He sucks and gently nibbles, his tongue rolling over your perked bud. He does this to both nipples for a few moments before pulling away, a line of saliva briefly hangs between his lips and your skin. "I want to try something, jagiya."

"What do you want to try, love?"

"Would you want to sit on my face and let me pleasure you?" His question makes your face flush with heat.

"You'd want to do that? Are-Are you sure you want me to sit on your face?" You can feel yourself getting more wet by the second.

"Of course." He smiles sweetly. He sits up straight so he can meet your eyes easily, his hands slide down and gently hold onto your hips. "Like I said, jagiya, I missed your taste and I think you will look breathtaking doing so... Do you want to try this out with me?"

"Then... I would like to." You bite your bottom lip and smile. His face broke out in a grin and he helped you off your lap. He moves to lay down as you slip off your pants and underwear. You move yourself up the bed near his head and carefully placed your leg on the other side of his head. His hands slid up from behind your thighs and your ass to hold your hips. You hovered over his face, looking down at him between your legs. You were a bit hesitant to lower yourself down though. "Are you sure-"

You didn't even get to finish your question when you felt Seonghwa pull you down to his mouth. Immediately his tongue went to work against you clit. You moan, one hand bracing yourself against the wall while you bury the fingers of the other in his dark hair. A vibrator certainly worked wonders, but there is something else about his tongue. He moved his up and down against your clit before moving it in circles clockwise.

"Hwa..." You say, almost sounding breathless. He simply hums and continues his ministrations with his tongue. He nuzzles his faces against your cunt and adjust his mouth so he could lap you up. Seonghwa's tongue briefly pushes against your clit and then you feel his lips wrap around your sensitive bud, gently sucking on it. Instinctively you bite your lip to hold back your moan, making him lightly slap your ass, not enough to hurt but to get a point across. He lifts you just enough to free his mouth so he could speak.

"You said your roommate is gone for the night?" He asks and you give him a quick 'yes.' You felt his lips curl into a smile. "Then don't hold back, jagiya. It's just us."

You feel his tongue move against you again in all the right ways, making you moan again. You didn't hold it back this time and you could tell Hwa is pleased with that. He shifted underneath you and he buries his face into your cunt, he continued to gently suck and swirl his tongue around your clit. His ministrations had you squirming, slowly rocking your hips against him, and you were making all sorts of noises.

"Seonghwa..." You whimper. You speaking his name in such a manner had him groan in pleasure. You feel him shift yet again, his grip on your hips firm. His tongue is off your clit and you feel his tongue swirl around your entrance. He penetrates you and thrusts with his tongue while his nose brushed against your swollen bud. His mouth is working wonders on your and you can feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm. Hwa doesn't relent, keeping the pleasure going and keeping you relatively still with his hands holding onto your hips. "Fuck... Hwa I'm-!"

Your walls fluttered around his tongue. You feel your thigh muscles tighten and they press against his head. A loud noise of pleasure leaves your lips as you throw your head back. Hwa squeezes and lightly massages your hips as you climax, his tongue slowly slides out from your hole and gently licks your cunt. He waits a few moments before gently guiding you off his face. You lift a leg and sit next to his head, your back against your headboard.

Seonghwa quickly got up, licking his lips clean of your juices though his chin and nose still shined with your climax. He sits next to you and his hands caress your legs. He smiles at you, a look of satisfaction on his face, while you came down from your orgasm.

"You have a little something on your face." You giggle and gesture around your own chin and nose. He chuckles and you watch as he swipes his fingers over his skin and then lick them clean.

"Better?" He whispers with a slight smirk. You can tell he was trying to be sexy but he still had some of your cum on him. You giggle softly making him blush and chuckle.

"Here, hold on for a moment." You get up from the bed and head out of your room to your bathroom. You grabbed a clean wash cloth, dampened it with some water, and returned to your bedroom. You hand Seonghwa the cloth and he gives you an appreciative smile, his cheeks and ears dusted with a subtle pink. You sit back down as he cleans off his face. He sets the cloth on your nightstand and looks back at you.

You watch as Seonghwa gets off the bed. His eyes scan your body with a smirk. Slowly, he took off his shirt and slid off his pants and boxers. Both of you were completely nude and you can see just how turned on he is. Hwa gets back onto your bed and gets right up to you, his face mere inches from yours.

"I love you so much, (Y/N)." He whispers. His hand comes up and gently caresses your jaw and neck.

"I love you too, Seonghwa." You smile at him, your tone soft and full of love. He smiles back and presses his lips against yours. His kiss is tender this time around. His hand cradles the back of your head to keep you in place, but you know you don't want to pull away in this moment. Your fingers graze the skin of his bare chest. You slowly brought them up to his collarbones and then his neck.

"Hmm, I want to take this all the way, jagiya." He pauses for a moment as his eyes look down at your body and then back at your face. He smirks. "I want to hear all those lovely noises you make."

"If I get to ride you, my love." You say in a sensual tone. His smirk crumbles to a flustered look at your suggestion, but he still smiles regardless.

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes." You nod and he bites his bottom lip. Seonghwa moves and sits down, his back against the headboard now. You grin, moving to stand on your legs before you throw your leg over his lap, effectively straddling him. His hands are once again on your hips as he pulls your body against his. He has a lustful and excited smile on his face.

"Condoms? I brought some-"

"No, it's fine. I trust you and I'm still taking birth control." You smile.

You reach behind and grab the shaft of Seonghwa's cock. You carefully drag his tip through your wet folds to tease him a little. You line him up to your entrance and look at his face. He gives a small nod for you to continue and you do so. You slowly lower yourself down, languidly taking him inside you. You both let out a soft moans. You sat in his lap, your hands grip his shoulders, while his cock fully inside you and you take a moment to savor the feeling.

"Ah, you feel so good, jagiya." Seonghwa mumbles, his lips barely brush against yours. You can feel his hot breath but you didn't care. His eyes were half-closed as he stared deeply into yours. You can feel his hands caressing your hips, thighs, and ass. His length twitches inside and you can tell he is full of anticipation for you to start moving. Hwa gives you a sweet smile, which contrasts with the current, steamy situation. "Take your time. You have control right now until you want me to take over."

"Thank you, love." You whisper softy and peck his lips. You wait a full two minutes before you started moving. You take a slow and steady pace, your thigh muscles flexing as you raise yourself up and down on his cock. Seonghwa's hands firmly held your hips yet he made no effort to control your movements, he simply assisted you so you wouldn't be doing all the work.

"This feels nice." Hwa murmurs and leans his head down, his lips pressing against your neck. You feel his teeth graze your skin and he gently nips at your neck.

"Feels s'good." You moan softly. You rock your hips at a pleasurable pace. It is a very sensual moment between you both. It was just you and him, nothing else mattered. He raised his head from your neck and pressed his forehead against yours. He looked at you with pure adoration and love. His hands slide to your lower back and then moved up to your shoulder blades. You feel his arms against your sides as he hugged you close to his chest. You still moved your hips at a slow pace.

This is a moment of passion and pleasure, but also a moment of love and bliss.

You sunk all the way down on him and gently grind your hips against him, feeling pleasure come from your clit grazing his pubic mound. Seonghwa smiles at you, enjoying how you look getting yourself off on him. He kiss your cheek and his lips linger to you skin for a few moments. You feel his fingertips press into your back and rub small circles on your skin.

You returned to moving yourself up and down on his cock. You increased your speed, sometimes focusing on his tip and then rotating to taking him all the way. Regardless of what you did, he was moaning and groaning at all your movements. His hands were back on your hips as you leaned away from him with your hands gripping his shoulders. You both wanted to see your faces.

You feel a coil-like sensation in your lower stomach as pleasure builds up again. Your breathing is harsh and deep, and you can feel your legs getting tired... but you wanted to keep going. Seonghwa could see and feel how you your stamina is waning. He smiles sweetly and leans forward to capture your lips in a passionate yet short kiss.

"Relax, jagiya." His voice is smooth and low. He holds your hips and stops your movements. Seonghwa then starts to thrust his hips up at a quick pace. A loud moan escapes your lips as you cling on to him. He leaned forward and nibbles on your neck while you feel one of his hands move from your hip to your pubic mound. Hwa pressed his thumb over your swollen clit and started rubbing circles.

"O-Oh, Hwa..." You whimper out. You feel that heat building up more and more inside you.

"Hng- You're amazing, (Y/N)."He moaned as well, moving his head away from your neck to stare at your face. You can see he was getting close to his own release by the erotic expression on his face.

"I-I think... I'm going to cum again." You whisper, feeling that all too familiar feeling crawl up your legs. You looked at him with all the love you could muster. The intimacy and intense feelings all added to your impending orgasm. The way the head of his cock hit that sweet spot inside you just right and his thumb swirling and applying the correct amount pressure sent you over the edge. You lean forward with your forehead against his as a loud whine leaves your mouth, your walls fluttering around his cock.

"(Y/N)-!" He groaned, still thrusting into your cunt. He stared intensely into your eyes, chasing his own climax. His breathing grows ragged and his thrusts became off rhythm. A moan tumbles from his lips as he sloppily kisses you, thrusting one last time. You feel his cock twitch inside you as his cum coats your walls. He keeps himself fully sheathed inside you as you both catch your breaths.

"Seonghwa..." You murmur, your body slumping against his, resting your head on his shoulder. His arms wrap around you and his hands gently grip the skin of your back. You feel his warm breath fan over the back of your neck as he leveled out his breathing. Seonghwa made a noise that sounded like a mix of a sigh and a moan as he rests his head against yours.

Neither of you said anything further. Seonghwa keeps his arms tight around you while you equally clinged to him. Nothing really needed to be said in this moment, the high emotions you both shared spoke enough.

Minutes passed when you finally speak up.

"We should probably clean up and get you to bed." You whisper to him, pulling your head back to look over this face.

"I want to stay like this, jagiya." He murmurs, placing his lips on your neck. "I feel so close to you like this... "

"I know, love, but we have to be up early." Hwa groaned at this, which makes you laugh.

"Stop being right."

"Come on... let's take a shower, Hwa." He reluctantly helps you off his lap, his softening length now out of you. You both get off from your bed and you lead him out your room to your bathroom. His hands remained on your waist as you both walked and then waited for the shower water to warm up. He didn't want to let go of you just yet.

After the shower and after drying off, you both go back into your room to change into comfortable clothes to sleep in. He laid down first, slipping under the covers. When you joined him, you laugh when his arms pulled you flush against his body. Seonghwa tucks your head under his chin and he holds you firmly in his arms. You chuckle and hold him just as tightly.

"I don't want to let go of you again... this feels like it's going to be harder than when you when you visited." He says with a sigh.

"I know, Hwa, I know." You mumble, already feel an ache in your chest. "Let's savor the rest of tonight together."

There is a pause.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

"I love you too, Seonghwa."

Morning came too fast your liking. You and Seonghwa awoke with your limbs practically tangled. His warmth despite the temperatures warming outside is comforting in the moment. You both reluctantly got dressed and made Hwa a light breakfast.

A little before 7am, Ateez and their manager came back over to pick Seonghwa up and of course came to say goodbye. You got an earful of teasing when they see the blemishes and marks Hwa left on your neck. You hugged each member and of course your hug lingered on Hwa, with you both gently caressing each other's backs for comfort.

Goodbyes were harder this time around, but you still had that ray of optimism due to your move to South Korea. It will be rough, but with Seonghwa, the rest of Ateez, and even their manager, you knew it would be a feat you'll overcome.

Your new horizon awaits you and your life with Seonghwa seems to be on the right track.

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"He's just a fuck-boy-frat-bro" Fratboy!Bang Chan x fem!Reader

pairing: Frat boy! Bang Chan x fem!Reader; featuring stray kids, '97 liners in Kpop, TXT genre: college au - enemies to lovers - slight angst but mostly fun! warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol, reader is kinda mean but so is Chan, one mention of blood, slightly suggestive word count: 8904

Y/N's POV

Whoever declared the false dichotomy that studying English was “easy” did not know the amount of work that went into it. Sure, writing has always been one of my favorite hobbies, but perhaps analyzing the arguments that came into play when it comes to creating effective writing is where my passion lies.

“You know, it would be more effective if you cut out some of the background information. No one wants to read all of that.”

Speaking of arguments.

“Chan, can you just shut the fuck up and finish the peer review?” I rolled my eyes. Workshop days were usually pretty helpful especially since I tend to procrastinate while being a perfectionist about my writing. However, the professor just had to assign us pairs today and of course, she paired me with Christopher Bahng. Or as he liked to call himself, Bang Chan. Maybe I’m exaggerating, but he’s such a fuck boy. He’s a part of some frat, a string of Greek letters I don’t care to remember. He’s always out partying too with his group of friends. They were so loud when I had the displeasure of meeting them when they sat near me at the library during undergrad as I was trying to write a paper. Let’s just say that I didn’t stay in that area for too long. To put it simply, I did not like Chan, nor did he like me.

“I’m just saying” he began in a sing-songy voice, “Can’t you just assume your audience understands the background context?”

He knew how to get on my nerves. “First of all Chan, yes. You’re right. The audience is academic so they probably know what I’m talking about,” I began as he smirked. “However, I only included that much background info to strengthen my credibility. That’s called appealing to ethos. Remember that?”

Chan rolled his eyes as the smirk that was plastered on his chiseled face vanished, “Yeah, whatever,” he groaned as he started to read the rest of my paper.

I suppressed my laughter and looked back at my laptop screen, which displayed the work Chan had for peer review day. As expected, he came in with only an outline for his paper. Probably couldn’t get anything down because he was out with the boys, I thought as I began to scan his outline.

I hate to admit it, but as I read further through Chan’s outline, the more I began to see his vision. He was researching the shift in attitude toward mental health in the 21st century and the language behind that, and honestly, it was a great idea for his thesis. The thing about Chan is that he is intelligent. Despite his annoying attitude and lifestyle, he knows how to write a pretty damn good paper about something he’s passionate about. Maybe that’s why he also found himself in grad school for English with me. I was hoping that he’d go to another university after undergrad, but like me, he stayed for grad school. Just my luck. It didn’t help that we were one of the few students who stayed at our school for grad school with the rest of the cohort coming from other universities. Essentially, I was the only person he was familiar with so Chan always found his way to sit near or even next to me in all four classes we shared. Even during our training sessions, he found his way near me. I just couldn’t get rid of this guy, but at least I can get somewhat authentic writing advice from him.

“Hey Y/N,” said Chan, a suspicious smile growing on his face.

“What?” I said, trying to keep my eyes on my laptop.

“You forgot a comma here,” he said and began to giggle.

I swear if my eyes weren’t permanently rolled into the back of my head by now. “Ha-ha, very funny Chan. Ever take a look at Bean’s hierarchy like we did in training?”

“Yeah, that’s the joke. Or was that too advanced for someone as uptight as you?” he retorted, the smirk back on his face.

“Uptight? I can take a joke,” I said, trying to sound confident.

“Yes, you’re uptight. I’ve never seen you at a party before. You should come with me this weekend,” he said, trying to act suave.

“Now why would I want to go to a party with you?” I said, fully looking Chan into his eyes.

“Everyone in this room knows that you have an ass, why not put it to good use?” he spoke lowly and smirked, not breaking the eye contact as I began to feel myself blush.

“What is fucking wrong with you?” I said, trying to sound angry but it came out more flustered and whiny. I won’t admit it to Chan but wow, does my ass look that good?

“I’m just kidding, we all know I’ve got more ass than you,” he laughed as he went back to reading my paper.

“You know damn well that’s a lie,” I blurted out, still staring at him rather than my laptop.

“Oh? Would you like to prove it to me?” replied Chan, almost a little too quickly. He seemed almost taken aback by how quickly he responded yet still smirked.

“I-” Before I could respond, I was interrupted by a notification from my phone. It was a text from my friend Rosé, who swears Chan and I are soulmates because she thinks we are so similar. Thankfully Chan notices me get distracted by my phone and uses that as an excuse to drop his absurd question and continue reading my paper. I couldn’t wait to tell Rosé about what Chan just said.

Rosé: ok i know we’re both not into frat parties and stuff but Jaehyun is being dragged to that frat party on saturday by jungkook and mingyu and he wants me to come. You don’t have to but do you think you could come with me?

Oh god, she had to be referring to the party Chan mentioned earlier. I thought about it. The worst thing that could happen is Jaehyun getting caught up with his friends and losing Rosé, which I doubt. Jaehyun was truly a gentleman and he was also a part of the English program with Rosé and me. He wouldn’t do that to her. But at the same time, these frat parties were unpredictable and what kind of friend would I be to leave my friend in that kind of situation?

Y/N: yeah i heard about that party. Don’t worry, I’ll come with. But you’re promising me that we are avoiding frat guys especially Chan

Rosé: of course! We’ll just stay with Jaehyun who would prob want to leave early anyway.

Rosé: but

Rosé: it’ll be hard to avoid frat guys especially Chan with your ass 🤭

Rosé: and his ass honestly. You guys are both hot so…

Y/N: Rosé i swear I’m not going to the party now

Rosé: NO i was jk. But fr ur hot

Y/N: thank you 😇send me the details of the party when you get them. Also what you’re gonna be wearing!

Y/N: OMG speaking of, guess what Chan said

Rosé: omg what

Y/N: he was trying to invite me to the party actually and he said something about me having an ass yet his was still bigger and so I called him out on that statement and he basically asked me to prove to him that my ass was fatter 🤢

Rosé: HELP OMG now why would he say that 😭

Y/N: cuz he’s a typical fuck boi

I put my phone down because I suddenly remembered I had to finish up Chan’s peer review. Just as I was about to focus my attention back to my laptop, Chan’s annoying voice spoke up.

“Who were you texting?” he asked, so nosy.

“None of your business,” I responded, still looking at my screen.

“Is it a guy?” he asked, before looking up. “I saw the way you were smiling.”

“Oh my god, it was just Rosé. Why are you so concerned?” I snapped, regaining eye contact with Chan who smirked once again.

Chan’s POV:

My plan is working, thank god Rosé’s dragging Y/N along to that party. God, she’s so fucking hot when she’s mad, especially at me. She’s so funny, all of my friends, her friends, and even everyone in our cohort know that she finds me attractive yet chooses to hate me. It’s crazy, she’s the smartest girl I know but she’s so stupid, denying her feelings. I just pretend to hate her to keep the game going, and it’s been going on since like freshman year. I feel like if she truly hated me, she probably would’ve reported me or something. Not that I’d do anything creepy, no, I have boundaries. I just love to mess with her. And perhaps I might also love her.

I don’t know why I ever admitted that. The boys made fun of me so much.

“Wait, I know you love to mess with her, but you think you love her?” laughed Changbin among the boys.

“Well, I-” I stammered, before being interrupted.

“Bro, how? She hates your guts!” laughed Jeongin.

“Okay but-”

“I don’t think Y/N hates him. She would’ve blocked and maybe gotten his ass kicked out of here by now if she truly hated him,” said Minho, a matter of factly.

“And even though neither of them would admit it, they seem like friends. I mean, they’ve had classes together for five years now. And I’ve seen Y/N willingly sit next to Chan all the time. They’ve even had lunch together a few times! If she hated him, she would’ve moved seats and ignored him all these years,” added Felix optimistically.

“Oh my god, are you saying Y/N probably loves Chan?” asked Seungmin, wide-eyed.

“YES! I’ve known it all these years. I’ve seen the way she looks at you, all that tension from denying her true feelings. This confused girl loves you!” mused Jisung.

“Yeah, honestly, if she wasn’t in the grad program, I might not have pursued grad school. If that isn’t love, I don’t know what is,” I admitted, feeling flustered in front of the guys.

“Okay, so how are you going to tell her?” interrogated Jisung. Of course, he wants me to do something about it.

“I really don’t know. I never really planned on it honestly,” I revealed, earning a few dramatic gasps from my friends.

“How about at the party on Saturday?” asked Hyunjin.

“No, she hates frat parties. But I’ve also heard from Rosé that Y/N can party so I don’t know,” I answered, feeling almost hopeless.

“Wait, Chan,” began Minho, a smirk arising on his features, “What if we make Y/N go to that party?”

“Dude, no. As much as I like messing with her, I won’t force her to go somewhere she’s uncomfortable,” I replied somewhat urgently.

“No, not like that. You know Rosé, right? Those two are like best friends. She’s dating Jaehyun, right? He’s in the frat and I know his buddies Jungkook and Mingyu are going to drag his ass there,” explained Minho. “So how about we use Rosé to bring Y/N to the party?”

“Damn Minho, why do you have this elaborate plan?” chuckled Hyunjin.

“I still haven’t gotten back at her for that one time she went out with Jisung,” spoke Minho lowly, “If this plan doesn’t work, at least she gets to see me all up on Jisung.”

“Whoa calm down Minho, it was one date remember? Before we were a thing? I ghosted her after that!” laughed Jisung.

God, I remember that. I was so angry when I found out Jisung’s Bumble date all those years ago was Y/N. Granted, that was freshman year, but still! I shouldn’t be jealous, but Jisung’s one of my bros even though he has clearly moved on. I’m sure Y/N has moved on, God, I hope so.

“Anyways,” I began, “What exactly is going to happen at the party once she’s there?”

“OH! Rosé should totally abandon her! And then you can swoop in and not act like a pretentious asshole for once!” chirped Hyunjin. “And you’ll be surrounded by all the frat guys, who are going to be acting like that and maybe she’ll see that you’re different than the rest!”

The room erupted in agreement from the guys and I began to feel myself warm up to their elaborate plan. “You know what, I think you guys are onto something,” I nodded in agreement as the guys cheered. “I’m going to text Rosé, I know she’d love to set her bestie up.”

Chan: Sup Rosé

Rosé; oh god what do you want

Chan: ok I’m being fr rn. But I have feelings for Y/N

Rosé: that’s the big news? 😭come on, we all knew that.

Rosé: I mean, everyone but Y/N she thinks she hates you but we all know that’s a lie

Chan: wait-

Chan: what do you mean???

Rosé: oh um

Rosé: Y/N is literally going to murder me but

Rosé: at our last girls party, I don’t know what she was on but she admitted that she finds you hot 😭

Wait. What. Y/N thinks I’m hot? Oh my god!

“GUYS Y/N THINKS I’M HOT!” I blurted out to the guys who all cheered in response.

“YES CHAN’S GONNA GET IT!” screamed Changbin as he smacked my back rather harshly.

“OUCH!”

“Sorry bro, the gains, you know?”

I ended up telling Rosé the plan and surprisingly she agreed on the condition that nothing bad happens to Y/N and that she won’t stop her from leaving if she gets uncomfortable. Okay, fair. And I know Y/N. She’s super loyal to her friends so she’ll be at that party either way. God, I’m so excited but nervous. She’s going to look so hot too, I wonder what she looks like outside of her school clothes.

Y/N’s POV

Thank god class was almost over, but why was Chan so concerned with who I was texting? I brushed him off and finished peer-reviewing his outline. Surprisingly, I left a lot of positive feedback but made sure to sneak in some snarky comments. And I corrected his grammar just to be petty. How are you in grad school but can’t differentiate between a dependent and independent clause?

“Here, damn,” I groaned as I hit send on the email where the peer-review was attached.

“Aw, you liked my outline!” rejoiced Chan in that annoying voice of his as he opened the attachment.

“You should be lucky that you’re receiving my feedback. I’m the only one here that would tell you that you suck to your face,” I said as I began to pack up my laptop into my bag.

“Well honey, from the looks of it, you found a lot more positive things about my outline than negative,” laughed Chan.

“Whatever,” I groaned, “Have you even finished peer-reviewing my draft by the way?”

“Almost done, I’ll send it to you in a bit,” he said as he started typing once again.

“Thanks, I guess,” I muttered as I left the classroom.

What I didn’t know was that my half-hearted “thanks” caused Chan’s heart to skip a beat.

The day of the frat party came by faster than expected. Honestly, this whole week was a whirlwind. Thanks to Chan’s surprisingly helpful feedback, I was able to finish the essay before the weekend. I usually don’t drink, but, even being around alcohol can get hungover somehow and I wasn’t going to let a stupid frat party be the demise of my grade. Plus, I had to drive back home.

Usually, I partied with my close friends and attended quite a few parties during my college career. I wonder how it’s going to be to go to a “real” college party, especially as a grad student no less. Maybe Chan was right. Maybe I am uptight. Whatever. I know his dumbass is going to be at that party. I might as well show him what “uptight” is.

With that, I had a fun time choosing my outfit! I’ll admit, it was kinda low-cut. Okay, it was really low-cut but it flattered my good in every way. I haven’t worn it in a while but the black blouse was flirty and fun, with the dotted fabric of the arms sheer and the cropped nature of the shirt sitting right at my waist. I’d pair it with some nice jeans that flattered me. The outfit was far from uptight. And I could tell it would be a real crowd-pleaser based on Rosé’s enthusiastic reaction.

Rosé: WAIT DAMNNN OKAY

Rosé: CAN CHAN FIGHT????

Y/N: LMAO thanks but prob not!!

Y/N: I’d rather be all yours anyways 🙄

Rosé: awww

Rosé: I wonder if Chan’s fave color is black 🤭

Y/N: OH GOD why would you say that 😭 i hope not 🤢

Rosé: LMAO I’m kidding lol butttt he is gonna see you like that just saying

Y/N: okay and? Not my problem

Rosé: yeah sureeee anyways are you almost at my apartment so we could head on over?

Y/N: Yeah, just found a parking spot. Heading over!

Flipping my hair out of my face, I headed toward Rosé’s apartment. Honestly, I was feeling kind of nervous going to this party. What if something bad happens?

Outside the apartment building, I saw none other than Rosé accompanied by her boyfriend Jaehyun. Ugh, they looked perfect together, hand in hand and conversing about something they both could only hear. Until I interrupted.

“Rosé!” I yelled, quickening my pace.

“Y/N! You’re here!” she exclaimed, letting go of Jaehyun’s hand as we hugged each other and flooded one another with compliments of how we looked.

“Damn Rosé, that ass of yours in those jeans?” I swooned, fanning myself.

“Ahem.”

“Oh! Hey Jaehyun!” I exclaimed, caught off guard by Rosé’s quiet boyfriend.

“Hey Y/N!” he laughed as Rosé joined him, presumably at my flustered state.

“Listen! I wasn’t trying to take Rosé away from you! I would never!” I tried to explain, “Even though she was my friend first,” I mumbled that last part under my breath.

“It’s all good! Should we head over now?” asked Rosé as we began to walk toward the frat houses.

The walk over to the frat house was longer than we thought it would be, but thankfully we all wore sneakers. The chill of the fall air blew as Jaehyun draped his sweater over Rosé’s shoulders. God, they were so cute. I can’t believe someone like Jaehyun was technically a frat dude. Come to think of it, Rosé was also in a sorority. I’m sure they knew their way around these parties.

We opened the door just to be met with some frat bro who I quickly recognized as one of Chan’s friends.

“Sup Jaehyun, I see you’re in ratio” he smirked as he let us in.

“Thanks, Hyunjin” laughed Jaehyun as he fist-bumped his brother as Rosé and I followed him inside.

“Ratio?” I asked, perplexed.

“Oh some frats have this thing where a guy should bring two girls with him to be let into a party,” Rosé explained as I quickly understood despite an even more confused expression gracing my features. I chose not to dwell on it as I took in my surroundings. Of course, red solo cups are in the hands of every attendee. Some of Chan’s friends were setting up some music. Sports were playing on the flatscreen TV. So far, so good.

“Hey, Jaehyun!” yelled Jungkook, who seemingly popped out of nowhere.

“Jaehyun!” yelled Mingyu, following behind the older one. God, Kim Mingyu and Jeon Jungkook. I’ve always thought they were so hot; I couldn’t help but feel a little shy as I scooted closer to Rosé.

Jaehyun greeted his friends as they all clapped hands, hugged each other, and made small talk. I felt kind of awkward just watching them honestly, so I turned to Rosé.

“I’m not drinking tonight, but did you wanna get a drink?” I asked.

“Sure, why not? Oh my god you know what I just realized?” she said, eyes brightening.

“What?” I asked, ever amused by her.

“You might actually see me drunk in person instead of over text!” she laughed.

“Wait, oh my gosh that’s so true!” I exclaimed with excitement as she grabbed a drink, making our way back to Jaehyun and his handsome friends.

“Oh there you are,” said Jaehyun as he turned around, his eyes lighting up when he saw his girlfriend.

Before any of us could respond, the house suddenly boomed with music and a certain boisterous voice made himself apparent.

“HELLO ABΩ! IT’S YOUR BOY BANG CHAN HERE!”

Oh no. I expected him to be here but outside of school, he’s going to be ten times more annoying. I sighed and rolled my eyes as I sipped on some water.

“The party is just getting started, my boy Jeongin made this fire playlist. Let loose, enjoy yourself, and remember, tag me and follow me on Instagram @gnabnahc!” he smiled into the microphone. All the frat guys began to cheer, encouraging him. I exhaled, just staring at how ridiculous Chan looked, with his white tee shirt, fitted so perfectly against his sculpted muscles. And his black jeans, emphasizing that dumptruck of his. Of course, he was wearing a cap too. “Let’s have a great night! And-” Suddenly he stopped, creating an awkward silence despite the booming music.

And then I realized. He was staring right into my eyes. I blinked a few times before looking away, feeling Rosé nudge me as she stifled a laugh.

“I lost my train of thought!” Chan laughed, shifting the mood back to the energetic one he had created mere seconds before. “Anyways play some beer pong, dance, have fun!” And once again, all of the frat bros cheered as the party began.

I still felt flustered and annoyed, but also powerful at the same time. Did me just standing there make the cocky and confident Bang Chan flustered to the point of freezing up in front of the boys at a party no less? I smirked, though my cheeks still felt warm as I saw Changbin laughing and smacking Chan’s shoulder.

“Y/N! Did you hear me? Or were you too busy staring back at Chan?” smirked Rosé as she waved her hand in front of my face.

“Wait what?” I blinked as she and Jaehyun began to laugh.

“I was saying you and Chan had a little moment right there! Locking eyes, the world disappearing around you two?” laughed Rosé.

“Very Jane Austen” added Jaehyun in agreement.

“Jane Austen would never write about a frat guy at a frat party no less,” I scoffed, crossing my arms as the couple in front of me shared knowing glances.

Chan’s POV

I will never hear the end of this. Changbin is still smacking my shoulder with his sheer strength and keeps laughing at how I got distracted.

“Oh my god, my abs. I’m not gonna have to train them anymore because of you!” laughed Changbin.

“Will you quit?” I rolled my eyes at his antics. “Very funny, I got distracted.”

“It’s not even that you got distracted! It’s who made you distracted! Tell me, what was it about Y/N that made you practically drool in front of everyone? Was it her hair? Maybe her eyes? Or was it her tits- OW!”

“Not now Changbin,” I muttered after I smacked him. God, I need a beer. I left Changbin behind to find Minho handling the drinks.

“We all saw that, dude,” said Minho somewhat apologetically as he handed me a drink.

“Yeah, whatever,” I said, drinking from the cup rather quickly.

“So, the plan?” asked Minho expectantly.

Right. The elaborate plan of the night. Initially, it seemed easy enough but I didn’t realize just how flustered by Y/N I would be. God, how does she get hotter every time I see her?

“I was gonna wait a little later into the night to tell Rosé to abandon Y/N,” I explained to Minho who nodded.

“Why don’t you go ahead and break the ice with Y/N? I think you acknowledging her early on will show her you have some decency,” suggested Minho.

“That’s not a bad idea,” I replied as I glanced over at Y/N across the crowd before making my way toward her.

Y/N’s POV:

Rosé was too busy talking to Jaehyun as I took in my surroundings once again. The party was beginning to get lively with more people dancing, especially Hyunjin, who was already surrounded by several guys and girls alike. Dancing would be fun honestly, but it would be awkward going up there and not knowing anyone. Just as I took my eyes off the dance floor, I met the gaze of none other than Chan.

“Oh god, what do you want,” I muttered unenthusiastically as he walked toward me.

“So, you made it? I knew you weren’t as uptight as you let on,” smirked Chan as he leaned against the wall, drink in hand.

“Don’t you have a paper to write?” I asked, trying not to take in how attractive he looked at that moment. Maybe all that alcohol around me was starting to intoxicate me somehow. He never looks good.

“Well someone provided me with some extra good feedback on my outline the other day,” he began, smiling, “Let’s just say that was an easy paper to write.”

I scoffed, “No way you wrote twenty-five pages in two days, weekdays no less.”

“Oh, but I did. I know you think I’m just a typical frat bro but I do care about the mental health movement,” he said, cocking an eyebrow up as his gaze bore into my soul.

“Whatever,” I said, breaking eye contact and feeling a bit flustered.

“Anyways,” began Chan, “It’s nice seeing you here. Nice to see you outside of class, I mean,” he stumbled as his eyes scanned my outfit.

It was my turn to make him flustered. “Are you talking about me, or my tits?” I smirked, standing up straighter as he shuffled.

“Well, I-” he began, before regaining his composure, “I expected to see your ass, not your tits today.”

“CHAN!” I yelled as he laughed, “Well, at least mine are bigger than yours!”

“That I can agree with,” Chan laughed, causing me to chuckle and playfully smack his arm.

“We can finally agree on something,” I admitted as I playfully rolled my eyes and he nodded in response.

“I’d say we’re finally on the same level of debate,” Chan winked as he referenced our TA curriculum.

“Yeah, I would say that we passed conjecture so we’re definitely on definition right now,” I said as I dramatically furrowed my brows, pretending to be a teacher.

“God, I’m so glad we’re actually applying what we’ve learned to the real world!” Chan exclaimed, dramatically opening his arms and gesturing to the “real world” that was the frat party before him. I hate to admit it, but Chan was actually funny. He knew how to appeal to my sense of humor. As hard as grad school is, these little jokes make me feel like I’m not alone. As we were laughing, I could just feel the stares of several people burning through the bubble Chan and I created. He could feel it too. In the corner of my eye, I could see Rosé giggling at us. Oh god, she probably took some pictures too. I also felt the knowing stares of Chan’s friends, even Hyunjin who was surrounded by guys and girls had his gaze fixated on Chan and me. Also, did I see Jisung, that one guy I had that awkward date with freshman year, stop making out with Chan’s other friend Minho just for them to look in our direction? What was going on?

Chan’s POV

I’m glad Y/N is warming up to me, she’s honestly not uptight at all! As awkward as my first glance, well, stare, at her today was, I’m so glad she didn’t bring that up. Speaking of staring, what is wrong with me? She saw me staring at her tits god I want to die. I mean, she didn’t murder me! That’s a good sign, right? As fun and lighthearted as our conversation was, how come the guys and Rosé had to be so fucking obvious? I thought this plan was supposed to be low-key, not “everyone-stare-at-Chan-to-see-if-he-finally-asks-Y/N-out.” I think Y/N is catching on, I mean, I practically feel everyone’s staring at us. I need to find a distraction, quickly.

“Ahem” I cleared my throat, “Do you want another drink?”

“Oh, um, yeah sure,” she replied as I snapped her out of her thoughts as we made our way to the drink table.

I don’t know why I was reacting so quickly but as Y/N reached for a water bottle, something in me told me to grab it for her. It wasn’t until our hands met on the same water bottle that I snapped out of my actions.

“Oh-”

“Sorry!”

“Here, I’ll grab it for you,” I said, handing her the water bottle.

“Thanks,” she replied, looking down. Oh god, am I screwing this up? Did I make it awkward? From the corner of my eye, Felix gave me an apologetic smile as I wearily shook my head. I had to fix this.

“So, you’re not drinking tonight?” I asked, breaking the ice.

“Nope. I’ve gotta drive home but being drunk would be fun,” chuckled Y/N before taking a sip. “Yeah? How’s ‘drunk’ Y/N?” I asked using air quotations.

“I don’t remember,” laughed Y/N, “The videos I’ve seen of me in that state are hilarious though. I get cocky, witty, and flirty, so kind of like you on a regular basis. So yeah, I turn into a fuck boy.”

“That does sound like me,” I chuckled as we sat down on the couch. “We’re pretty similar, don’t you think?”

Y/N grimaced. “Rosé thinks so.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, and it’s so far from the truth!” she exclaimed dramatically, “Rosé, come here!” she yelled over the couch for her friend. Ugh. Just when I thought I could get her alone without Rosé having to completely abandon her friend.

“Yes?” asked Rosé, another drink in hand.

“Come on, sit down and tell Chan about your delusions. About how you think we’re the same person,” said Y/N who scooted away from me, gesturing for Rosé to sit between her and me. I swear if Rosé cockblocks me…

Fortunately for me, Rosé takes a seat on Y/N’s other side. “You two are so similar oh my god, Chan you don’t even know the full extent,” giggled Rosé as she leaned into Y/N. Ugh. That should be me.

“Yeah? How are we so similar?” I said glancing between the two women expectedly.

“You both are studying English!,” laughed Rosé.

“Oh yeah, I didn’t know that!” scoffed Y/N sarcastically as I chuckled.

“Oh, oh! Your zodiac signs are compatible!” Rosé smirked as she raised her eyebrows.

“Oh yeah, you’re a Libra right? October 3rd?” asked Y/N expectantly and I nodded. She knows my birthday?! I don’t know why my heart began to race at this fact. (A/N- guys for the sake of the story let’s pretend every zodiac sign is compatible with Libra lol!)

“Oh- and don’t forget, your MBTIs are super compatible too!” exclaimed Rosé.

“I’m an ENFJ, what are you?” I asked as Y/N looked away and replied (your MBTI). Oh my gosh, ENFJ and (your MBTI) are like, supposed to be soulmates. (A/N- guys for the sake of the story let’s pretend every MBTI is compatible with ENFJ lol)

“Oh- and also! Remember the blood drive for the frats and sororities? You’re type O Chan!” chimed Rosé.

“How did you remember that?” I chuckled looking between the clearly intoxicated Rosé and Y/N.

“I’ll let Y/N explain that one!” exclaimed Rosé as she darted her eyes between Y/N and I.

“Ugh, unfortunately, that means your blood type can be accepted by any other blood type, Chan. So your blood would be accepted by mine,” gagged Y/N, “I’d rather die at that point,” she deadpanned, causing both Rosé and I to laugh.

“Really? You’d rather die than receive my thick, juicy, red blood from these veins?” I asked, making a fist so the veins on my arms would appear. Y/N bit her lip and exhaled as Rosé laughed even harder.

“Yeah Y/N, I thought you had an arm kink?” blurted out Rosé, who was probably drunk by now.

“Rosé!” yelled Y/N, getting more flustered and looking away from me. I only laughed harder and felt my ego rise exponentially. She’s an arm girl? Noted. I’ll have to wear tank tops more often.

“Like what you see?” I whispered to Y/N, flexing my biceps. She didn’t respond, but I saw the way her eyes lingered.

“Yeah Y/N! You should feel his muscles” laughed Rosé as she grabbed Y/N’s hand suddenly and placed it on top of my bicep

“Rosé!” yelled Y/N as her hand retracted quickly from my bicep. God, if only she knew how flustered I was feeling right now. Before I knew it, I blurted out “I don’t bite. Go for it.”

“Oh, um. Okay,” replied Y/N as she leaned over and felt my muscles. I tried not to act flustered as she leaned toward me, that blouse of her’s making it hard to focus on her hand on my arm. I swear her skin on mine was something I had been craving for years. “Neat,” she said, retracting her arm but I could see the redness gathering on her cheeks.

“Whoa, save some room for Jesus!” blurted out a boy with long, dark brown hair. Behind him was a taller boy who looked somewhat flustered.

“Beomgyu? Soobin? What are you guys doing here?” Y/N’s eyes lit up instantly at the sight of them. I could feel my blood begin to boil but I had to maintain my composure. I can’t let something like jealousy ruin the plan.

“You guys aren’t even in this frat!” laughed Rosé, causing the two guys to chuckle.

“Yeah and? We’re here for a good time, right Soob?” laughed Beomgyu as he smacked Soobin in the chest.

“Oh- Uh, yeah! How are you, Y/N?” asked Soobin shyly. Why was he asking about her specifically? I kept my mouth shut as I glanced at Y/N, who looked somewhat flustered herself.

“I didn’t think I’d be here but this one dragged me here,” explained Y/N as she glanced over at Rosé.

“Okay and? You’re having a good time?” stated Rosé like it was the most obvious thing.

Everyone chuckled but me, but I tried to play it cool and forced myself to smile at their small talk. Ugh, I just wish these cockblockers would go away!

“Oh my god, they’re playing Rodeo! Soobin, you like that song don’t you?” boomed Beomgyu as he gestured toward Soobin. “Let’s get up there!” he exclaimed as he gestured toward Y/N and pulled her from the couch.

“Wait this song is so funny!” laughed Y/N as she enthusiastically made her way to the dance floor with Soobin and Beomgyu.

And just like that, my jaw was on the floor. How did these two random guys, who aren’t even in my frat by the way, just snatch Y/N away from me like that?

“Ouch,” muttered Rosé as I stared at the dance floor in disbelief.

“Bro did that just actually happen?” I heard Seungmin say as he took Y/N’s vacant spot.

“Man, I’m sorry,” I heard Felix’s deep voice behind the couch as he leaned over to pat my shoulder comfortingly.

“How- She just- I just-” I stammered, still in disbelief at what just happened.

“So um, Beomgyu and Soobin know Y/N from biology class during undergrad,” explained Rosé, trying to help me make sense of this. “Soobin was her lab partner.” Honestly, that didn’t really help as I just sighed in response. To be honest, I knew getting Y/N wasn’t going to be this easy. If I have competition, so be it.

“Give me a minute,” I muttered as I stood up to get another drink. I felt their apologetic stares burn into my back as I made my way to the drinks. I glanced at the dance floor, and of course, Y/N was having the time of her life. God, she looked so hot dancing. Putting that ass to good use like I had said earlier. Just as I was about to look away, an unsightly scene unfolded before me on the dance floor. Why were Soobin and Y/N practically grinding on one another like that? My blood was already boiling, but now it was evaporated by how angry and jealous I felt. I know my face showed that as I made eye contact with Y/N as she smirked.

Y/N’s POV

Ah Soobin, my old lab partner. My old crush. It didn’t end up working out between us back in undergrad, Soobin claiming that while he did like me, he just couldn’t devote enough time to a relationship. He was a part of many biology related clubs and even president of one. He also had a job on top of all that. Honestly, that was understandable and I quickly moved past those feelings. However, for Soobin I could definitely tell those feelings never went away. Maybe it’s a good thing Soobin studied biology; he couldn’t analyze situations like I could. Let’s face it, Chan was being extra good and not annoying today. That’s really suspicious, and frankly, I don’t know how to react to his good behavior. Admittedly, yes, I was flustered by our interactions throughout today. But he’s just a fuck boy frat bro. He’s always going to be flirting around, probably in hopes of getting laid. I don’t want to be just another one of those girls he fucks for the sake of it. I thought he knew that by now that I’m not into hookup culture. When Beomgyu and Soobin appeared, it was a perfect opportunity to test out my hypothesis: if Bang Chan wasn’t attracted to me like that, then he’d have no problem seeing me dance with another guy. I also just wanted to dance really badly.

Also, “Rodeo” by Lah Pat and Flo Milli? The song used in every fuck boy thirst trap and slutty TikTok edits? How could I pass the opportunity to not make Chan jealous with such an explicit song about fucking?

“I wanna feel your body on top of mine!” I sang, eyeing Soobin while swaying my hips as some girls hyped me up on the dance floor.

“Go Y/N!” cheered Beomgyu as he pulled out some smooth moves.

It seemed like Soobin was getting out of his shell as he suddenly busted out some killer dance moves, slowly closing the distance between us. “Like a rodeo babe!” he winked. I forgot how fun it was to dance, especially with such a supportive crowd. I wonder if someone was watching. I could practically feel Soobin’s warmth behind me as we danced when I locked eyes with Chan who was heading toward the drinks. I could tell he was fuming as his gaze bore into mine.

“I wanna feel your body on top of mine!” I sang again, trying to be as seductive as possible in the way I moved, never breaking eye contact with Chan. I don’t know where this surge of confidence came from, but god I felt powerful. Maybe this is how Chan usually feels.

Chan blinked back, seemingly flustered and even angry as he looked away and got another drink. He walked out of the front door dejectedly. I laughed as Beomgyu shot me a confused glance but I just waved him off as he continued dancing. As I was dancing with Soobin though, I began to feel guilty. Why the hell did I feel bad for Chan? He didn’t own me, in fact, he always went out of his way to make me angry and annoyed. Okay, he never went this far but still. And I practically just used Soobin to make Chan jealous knowing that Soobin still probably had feelings for me. I’ve always chided Chan for being a fuck boy, but here I was playing with his feelings and even bringing another guy into this mess by using him. Maybe I’m the fuck boy.

The next song began to play, and I knew I needed to make things right before they got worse.

“Hey, Soobin?” I asked over the blaring music as I gestured for him to follow me away from the dance floor.

“Yes, Y/N?” replied Soobin as he leaned down to my height so he could hear me.

“Thank you for the dance, but sorry. I didn’t mean to get all up on you. I don’t want to lead you on, because I’ve moved on since undergrad. I should’ve considered your feelings before I did that, I’m sorry,” I rambled my apology, not really knowing what to say and hoping the damage wasn’t already done.

“Oh,” paused Soobin as he looked down, “It’s okay, I just… I just wish I hadn’t been a coward and made excuses back then.”

“What are you talking about Soobin?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, you clearly moved on. I always see you with Chan especially since you started grad school. Even at this party, you were with him when I walked in. Beomgyu just tried to convince me to take a chance and try to get you back, but I can see I missed my chance,” smiled Soobin wistfully. “I could tell you were trying to make Chan jealous when you danced with me.”

Well, maybe I was wrong. Soobin read my plan like a book. Why wasn’t he in the English program?

“Was I that obvious,” I muttered, looking away from Soobin as he chuckled.

“I knew it was too good to be true when you were moving like that. Like you had a point to prove,” chuckled Soobin.

“Ugh, I’m sorry Soobin,” I apologized once again.

“It’s okay, I know you’re an asshole now,” he laughed dryly before gesturing to the door, “Now go get Chan. I’ll be okay. I’ve gotta take care of Beomgyu.”

I glanced at the dance floor and Beomgyu was clearly very drunk and happily dancing. Soobin gave me a reassuring smile.

“Thanks Soob. Take care,” I smiled back before making my way out of the frat house through the door Chan left from.

Chan’s POV:

I shivered as the cool autumn breeze hit me, the hand holding my drink becoming disproportionately colder than the rest of my body as a result of the sudden temperature change. God, why did Y/N dancing with another guy bother me so much? Everything was going perfectly until Soobin showed up. I know she’s not technically mine but why does the thought of her being with someone who isn’t me hurt so much? I get so angry when things don’t go my way. What should I do!? I blinked back a few tears as I paced along the sidewalk near the building. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and saw the concerned texts from some of the guys in our group chat.

Felix: hey Chan, are you okay? I’m here if you need anything

Jeongin: what happened to Chan?

Hyunjin: his genius plan isn’t working *insert video of Y/N and Soobin on the dance floor*

Minho: oh my god that bitch

Jisung: okay maybe I was right to ghost her!

Seungmin: yeahhh it was pitiful

Changbin: damn I’m sorry bro

I sighed, not bothering to reply. I just needed some space to process the fact that Y/N is probably going to leave the party with another guy. Someone who isn’t me. Maybe I shouldn’t have messed with her as much as I did. I’m sure it must have gotten old pretty quickly. I should’ve just been honest with her from the beginning. But no, I just had to maintain my frat boy image. I don’t know why, or how, I could be this stupid. I just fucked up my chances of being with the prettiest, funniest, and smartest girl I know. Just as I reached to wipe my tears, I heard a familiar voice.

“Chan!”

I turned around and was faced with none other than Y/N. Concern and regret painted her features as she gazed into my teary eyes.

“Chan,” she spoke softly, inching closer to me. “I’m sorry. I was an asshole. I shouldn’t have left you like that just to make you jealous on purpose. I’m really sorry.”

I quickly blinked back any tears that remained and wiped the rest off my face. “Y/N, you came to find me?”

Y/N blinked a few times before replying, “Of course. I wanted to mess with you but I could tell that you were hurt. I couldn’t just leave you alone.”

I swallowed before speaking, gently taking ahold of her hand. “Y/N, I need to come clean. I like, no, I love you. I have loved you for a long time. Since like, freshman year. I only pretended to hate you just to mess with you. I don’t know why, I’m so stupid, I just, I thought that was just how a frat guy should act. Clearly not, I just annoyed you and I don’t blame you if you don’t return my feelings. I’ve been an asshole to you for a long time, and I’m sorry,” I rambled, feeling her grip on my hand tighten as I felt myself begin to shake.

“Chan…” muttered Y/N as she looked into my eyes. God, I’m so embarrassed.

Y/N’s POV:

I just felt so guilty, and I’m glad I apologized. It’s the least I could do. I know Chan loves to mess with me but he has never gone out of his way to hurt me like I just did to him. However, he really did just drop a bomb out of nowhere. Chan loves me?

“Chan,” I said, squeezing his hand once again to get him to look at me. It works. “I honestly didn’t realize you felt that way. Wow,”

“Listen, I don’t want to pressure you at all to say yes. I just think you deserve to know how I truly feel,” admitted Chan.

“No, it’s not that. I just think that you helped me describe what I’ve been feeling,” I admitted. “I always thought I hated you, but I’ve always been drawn to you. It’s not the same if you’re away. And I’m actually kind of glad you didn’t go away for grad school because you’re such a constant in my life. Like, I couldn’t imagine not going to school with you.”

Chan began to laugh. “What’s so funny?” I asked, bracing myself for Chan to probably admit this was a whole prank or something.

“It’s just, I only chose to go to grad school in the first place because you were doing it. And you just so happened to be staying here so I followed you,” laughed Chan, squeezing my hand gingerly.

My eyes widened, “Well this is news to me!”

“When I told the guys this, they insisted I asked you out. So we made this whole elaborate plan to get you to this party but the plan didn’t really go as planned,” confessed Chan.

“Oh Chan,” I laughed, “Did you guys think you could really fool me?”

“Yeah. So did Rosé,” smirked Chan.

“She what?” I asked, shocked that Rosé was plotting with Chan.

“She’s gonna kill me for telling you but yes, I asked her to bring you here.”

“Oh my god, that’s why her text about the party conveniently came during peer review!” everything began to click as Chan smiled. “I mean, that explains everyone staring at us this whole night.”

“There’s the smart Y/N I know,” laughed Chan, staring at me with adoration which made me flustered.

“I should’ve known,” I laughed dryly, “But Chan, seriously, I did have a great time with you tonight. And I don’t want that to end so, yes, I’ll be your girlfriend I guess.”

“You what!?” Chan’s jaw dropped as his eyes brightened.

“Don’t make me repeat myself,” I rolled my eyes as I pulled him into a kiss. His plush lips I used to despise returned the kiss as he fought back a smile, putting his hands on my waist to draw me closer. We pulled back from one another because we couldn’t stop smiling.

“God, Y/N. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that,” mused Chan as a genuine smile graced his features as he put an arm around my waist.

“Yeah it took you long enough,” I rolled my eyes playfully and leaned into his embrace. “Now do you wanna go back inside to party?”

“I’m happy wherever you are, Y/N.”

Chan’s POV

YESSSS I DID IT!!! Y/N IS MINE NOW! Oh my god, oh my god. All it took was for me to word-vomit everything I had felt about her with a pinch of jealousy to make her my girlfriend. I don’t even remember the initial plan because this outcome is so much better. I smiled at the girl in my arms, the one I spent years annoying because I couldn’t communicate my feelings. This is what bliss is.

Suddenly, my phone began to vibrate like crazy once again.

“Hold on, I think the guys are texting me,” I tell Y/N as I bring out my phone. I gasp as my eyes widen.

Felix: So uh, I went outside to find Chan and this is what I saw 😳 *insert pic of Chan and Y/N kissing*

Hyunjin: omg how the turns have tabled

Jisung: WHAT!! The switch up is crazyyyyy

Jeongin: oh god my eyesssss (nice job Chan)

Seungmin: phew Chan is okay lol

A message was deleted by Minho

Minho: Aw finally! (I didn’t call Y/N a bitch earlier nooo)

Changbin: CHAN’S GETTING IT AYYY

“What’s wrong Chan?” asked Y/N as she fished out her phone which was also buzzing with notifications.

“Just check your phone,” I muttered in disbelief, but I couldn’t help but hold back a smile.

Y/N’s POV

I took Chan’s advice and checked my phone. Maybe something had happened at the party while we were gone? Instead, I found like a hundred notifications from Rosé.

Rosé: AHFEWFEJ WHAT JUST HAPPENED

Rosé: I know you liked Soobin at one point but like

Rosé: omg Chan is actually sad

Rosé: check your phoneee even Jaehyun agrees

Rosé: wait omg

Rosé: *insert pic of Chan and Y/N kissing*

Rosé: care to explain? 🤭

“Oh my god Rosé!” I yelled.

Chan POV:

“Actually it was Felix who took that pic,” I laughed at her flustered state. Honestly, I love that the picture exists. My first kiss with Y/N. How precious!

“Wanna go kill them?” asked Y/N, rolling up her sleeves. God she’s so hot when she’s mad, even hotter when she’s mad at other people.

“Gladly, but first, you never answered my question,” I began, smirking at her once again.

“What question?” She replied, tilting her head in confusion.

“Can you prove to me that your ass is actually bigger than mine?” I asked, cocking an eyebrow as I eyed her behind and began to laugh at her further flustered state. She paused before suddenly moving closer to me.

“After I get finished with them,” she muttered, gesturing to our friends in the frat house, “Is when I’ll get started with this.” I yelped from the sudden smack on my butt as Y/N eyed me dangerously, smirking.

“Oh I can’t wait!”

Epilogue:

Y/N’s POV

Even though I hadn’t had a sip of alcohol, I still woke up hungover the next morning in my bed. I groaned at the slew of notifications that had woken me up from my slumber. I can’t believe that I woke up as the girlfriend of Bang Chan, the frat guy who had a notorious reputation for also being a fuck boy. I blinked a few times as I opened Instagram only to find the picture of me kissing Bang Chan to be the first post I saw.

@gnabnahc last night was crazyyy 🥶💯😳

Comments:

@yong.lixx: photo creds? 📸 jk so happy for you man

@i.2.n.8: mommy & daddy 😳

@miniverse.__: lookin gr8 bro

@jutdwae: Ayyyy bro is hard launching rn!

@hynjinnnn: now this is art

@minho_knows: you’re welcome

@han_jisung: yeah she’s much better with you 🤭

@roses_are_rosie: so the plan worked! 😁

@page.soobin: congrats 🥲

⎿ @bamgyuuuu: it’s ok u tried bro 😤

Ok this was my first ever attempt at writing a stray kids fic! I hope you enjoyed! I had a lot of fun writing this! I know Chan would never be a fuck boy irl but as you can see it would be fun to imagine what that might look like!

#stray kids x reader #bang chan x reader #bang chan x you #bang chan x y/n #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x you #bang chan x female reader #stray kids college au #skz x reader #skz x y/n #bang chan #chan x reader

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The Girl (Technically) Next Door - Carl Gallagher x Fem! Reader

Part One: Getting High / The Start

Part 2 & 3

Carl is my best friend. He we all sorts of dumb shit together. What can I say? I grew up (technically) next door, with the Gallaghers. I'm Kev and V's oldest daughter,

Y/N.

Most nights I sleep at the Gallagher's, in Carl's room. I don't mind sleeping on the floor but he insists I sleep on his bed. Everyone says it's because he has a crush on me, but he always denies it when I confront him.

Last night, I slept in Carl's bed with him. Now it's Friday morning.

C- "Hey Y/N. Ready to leave for school?"

Y/N- "Yea, just give me a sec."

I rushed out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, grabbing the breakfast Fiona made on the counter.

Fiona and I are very close. Mainly because my mom and her are best friends so we've always got along.

Carl, Debbie, and I all start in our walk to school. Me in the middle, Carl on my left, and Debbie on my right. Carl wraps his hand around my shoulder and I smile at him. Debbie pretends to gag as I chuckle at her actions.

D- "Oh get a room"

Carl smirks at me and I blush. I also have a crush on Carl. I kinda always have. I don't want to ruin my relationship with the Gallaghers tho. My family is very close with them so it would be so awkward if we broke up.

Soon, we arrive at school. Carl and I go to our locker which are right next to each other.

C- "Who's your first period?"

Y/N- "Math with Mrs. Peterson. You're in my math class." I say as I roll my eyes knowing that he knew.

C- "Oh, yea. Right" Carl blushes

After math, I have ELA (English Language Arts) and Carl has Science. We part our ways after saying our friendly 'I love you' partings.

ELA lasts two periods so after ELA is lunch. I make my ways to my locker and Carl and Debs meet me there.

D- "What's for lunch today?" Debs asks sarcastically, knowing that Fi made us all the same thing, a PB&J.

"Same thing as always" Carl and I say in unison. We do that sometimes. I guess when you grow up with a Gallagher, you learn that they're way more predictable than they seem.

Carl, Debbie, and I eat our lunch while we talk with a few other kids. We don't talk about anything important, just stupid shit kids in our neighborhood do.

After lunch, we finish off the rest of our classes and make our way home. Tonight, Carl was staying at my house. Sometimes, when Carl and I stay at my house we sleep on the floor. Other times the sofa or my bed. Dad gets weird about Carl staying over but Mom always tells me to be safe (in case we DO do anything) and she tells Dad to relax.

After dinner Carl and I head up to my room. We watch a few movies at first. Just stupid cringey movies that we both enjoyed during our childhood. Then Carl asks if I have any weed.

C- "Got weed?"

Y/N- "Kev probably has some in his room. I'll go check. Come with?"

C- "Sure." Carl responds and we're on our way to Kev and V's room to search for Weed. First I make sure that they're both downstairs. Probably banging but the more distracted they are, the better. After we find out that they're both downstairs, we sneak back up the stairs and go into their room. I search a few drawers and soon find our prize. It's already rolled and Carl has a lighter so we go back into my room and light it. Me first, then Carl and we go back and forth for a while without saying anything. A few seconds pass and suddenly Carl has his lips on mine. My heart is racing and my face is hot and red. I'm confused, wondering if this was just the Weed making him act up like this. Either way, I loved it. I quickly began to kiss back and after about 2 minutes pass I come up for air.

C- "Sorry about that. I just had an urge-"

Carl is soon cut off by my lips back on his. As he starts to kiss back, my hands sneak to the back of his neck and his go to my waist. This time, Carl is the one coming up for air.

C- "Damn, I didn't know you were that good at kissing"

Y/N- "Comes in handy I guess"

I say awkwardly before picking the blunt back up and soon passing it back to Carl.

C- "This might just be the Weed talking, but if you want,"

Carl cuts himself off and pulls a Condom out of his back pocket. I nodded so fast I embarrassed my self so damn much. Carl jumps on top of me and we start making out. I take off my tank top and sports bra as Carl takes off his T-Shirt. We continue to make out until I decide to flip us over making me top him. I take off his pants and he takes off my shorts as I roll the condom onto his length. Then, Carl flips me over and lines himself up.

C- "Ready?"

Y/N- "Y-yes"

I stutter because I'm nervous. I thought it was sweet Carl was asking tho. A lot of people think that Carl is a rude or mean person but once you really get to know him, he's actually really sweet and kind. To me at least.

Carl pushes himself in as I hold my breath. It hurts for a few minutes and Carl holds still. When I tell him it's ok to move, he start thrusting, fast. If we were on my bed, it would be shaking and hitting the wall causing mom and dad to hear. I was so thankful that we were on the floor.

Very soon, we both finish and throw the condom out, get dressed, pick the blunt back up, and go back to smoking like nothing happened.

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This sucks sm but whatever

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#shameless #carl gallagher #carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher x fem reader #carl gallagher x y/n #carl gallagher smut

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ilygetou · 2 years

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THE SCHOOL$ N3RD. FT. ARMIN ARLERT.

pairing 𓏲 𓏲 nerd! armin x fem! bully reader

content + warning 𓏲 𓏲 reader is mean, kinda of sub! armin, teasing, edging, reader flashing her ass, armin obsessed with reader’s boobs, you sit on armin’s face, creampie, overstimulation, armin doesn't have any self control, unprotected sex, hand job during class, reader is mentioned to have big boobs, mommy kink, armin wears glasses, kinda clothed sex, reader rides armin/cowgirl style.

note 𓏲 𓏲 I FINALLY FINISHED IT GUYSSS OMH. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 400 FOLLOWERSヾ(*’Ｏ’*)/

tag; @vampfuyu make sure to check her version of this but with dominant armin :D

navi. m.list

Armin was walking to his next class, books in his hands, his hair being messy, eye bags under his eyes, and his glasses is on the tip of his nose. poor armin has been studying none stop last night, he basically pulled an all-nighter! you can’t blame him though, finals are close and he needs to pass all of his exams since it's his last year of high school.

As armin was walking through the hallways, he then passed by you, and as soon as you saw him you went and stood in front of him, "y/n..." armin muttered your name, "did you finish it?" you asked, armin took out your notebook from his bag.

"yeah, I also wrote today's math notes since you weren't there," a small smile formed on the corner of your lips, "perfect! I also need you to write me the physics notes, and, don't forget the assignment that is due in a few hours" armin just nodded his head though he didn't catch what your last words were, he decided to move on since they were probably not important.

A few hours later, you found armin beside the bathroom stalls, "armin! perfect timing! did you finish the assignment?" armin looked at you confused, "what assignment?" your smile quickly dropped, "my English assignment? the one i told you about two days ago?"

armin started sweating, ah, that assignment, how could he forget? you have also reminded him earlier today, "i...i didn't finish it.." armin starts fiddling with his fingers, he was scared and nervous.

"why not!? i reminded you to finish it earlier! how could you forget?? are you trying to get me to fail this year??" armin looked at you surprised, "no of course not!"

you let out a scoff, "then what? how could you forget armin!" you began moving closer to the blonde-haired boy, "i-its... it's because..!" armin couldn't let a word out you were distracting him, you were moving closer & closer to armin which made him nervous, especially since your boobs were out & your cleavage was showing.

you noticed armin getting hard from your boobs, "what a fucking pervert" you angrily held armin's wrists and dragged him into a bathroom stall, you made sure to lock it too, "y/n...??" you ignored armin and cupped his crotch, armin lets out a yelp, as you kept rubbing it till you felt it fully get hard.

"hmm...armin, do you want me to help?" armin covered his face and looked away, as you started unbuckling his pants, this was normal for armin it would happen every time he forgot to do something you requested, it's not a bad thing, he did enjoy it after all.

armins dick sprung out of his boxers, it was very pretty, & it was average sized, which was perfect for you.

you peppered the tip with kitten kisses which made armin let out a whimper, you then fully took him into your mouth, not trying to waste any time.

armin‘s eyes fluttered, trying to keep them open to watch as you sucked him, his glasses falling to the tip of his nose as he let out quiet moans.

"y/nnn...p-plea–fuckk-!" you constantly kept sucking on armins tip since it's his most sensitive spot, & it made armin let out loud moans & whimpers.

"nghh–! m-mommy!" armin’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as his cock twitched in your mouth.

you suddenly stopped your movements, which made armin let out a low groan, "why'd you s-stop?" armin questioned & you didn't reply.

"'min...you really think I'd let you cum? after you forgot to write my assignment? 'min y'know that I'll fail if i didn't finish the assignment" you get up & pat your skirt, armin looks at you with half-lidded eyes, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

you left the bathroom stall, leaving armin all alone, dick still hard, you just ruined his close orgasm. armin let out a quiet whimper but then he tucked his dick back into his pants, he could use his hands to finish off but he was already running late to class.

armin was in class, taking notes while also paying attention to what the teacher was explaining, you were seated next to him, you were so bored! there was nothing to do and the teachers explaining was so boring! you took a glance at armin and saw him so focused, an idea popped up in your head, you pushed your pencil (which was on the edge of the table) till it fell on the floor, you acted like you wanted to pick it up.

but then sneakily you went under the table and in between armin’s legs, armin still didn’t notice you, until you touched his thighs, armin gasped, all of his attention is now on you, he’s staring at you with a red face, “y-y/n?? what’re you doing?” he asks, obviously nervous and embarrassed.

you ignore his question and tug down his pants, his hard dick sprung out, you licked your lips at the sight of his pre-cum dripping from the tip of his dick.

your small hands wrapped around his length, stroking his dick & rubbing his tip with your thumb, armin quickly covered his mouth with his hands, trying hard not to let a moan slip out.

"h-hey y/n you should stop, someone might see you..." armin whispered to which you replied by squeezing his dick, which made armin let out a quiet yelp.

you stroked his dick slowly while armin was just shaking in his place, he can't continue holding his moans any longer, his dick twitched in your hands meaning armin was about to cum.

you panicked a little but then took armin's length into your mouth, & that was it for armin, the feeling of your warm mouth made him cum, ropes of thick salty cum filled your mouth.

once you made sure to swallow every drop of armins cum you tucked his cock back into his pants, armin stared at you, tired, you stared back at him & smiled at him before returning back to your seat as if nothing had happened.

later today your teacher assigned you & armin to do a group project together, which you were happy to accept, knowing you were going to make armin do all the work.

you & armin were bound to meet at your apartment, you suggested it because it's bigger & because your parents are out of town, meaning you two will be alone.

once armin arrived you greeted him with a grin, "make sure to take off your shoes" you said to which armin nodded to.

hours & hours have passed & armin was still working on the project, alone of course.

you were starting to get bored, you let out a long sigh until an idea popped into your mind.

"armin..." armin stopped what he was doing & gave you his full attention, "armin come with me i want to show you something" you continued before getting up from your place, armin tilted his head in confusion but decided to follow you anyways.

you headed to your closet, it was so big & had a lot of space despite it being full of your clothes, it can probably count as a bedroom.

"armin! 'm gonna try on new outfits that i bought & you're going to tell me what you think about each one!" armin blushed & looked away, "but what about the project...?" you shook your head, "it's going to be okay! we've been working on it for a looong timee."

yeah right, "we."

you later came back with a tight pink t-shirt with a short that wasn't even your size, "what do you think?" you said as a huge grin covered your face.

armin stood there speechless, what is he supposed to say? you look so fucking hot, that's for sure, but he doesn't know how to put it in words.

you also stood there patiently waiting for armin‘s answer, you stood there for a while as armin kept stuttering & avoiding eye contact.

"do you not like it?" a fake pout covered your face as you stared at armin with doe-eyes.

you were doing this on purpose. armin is sure of it.

you let out a sigh, "onto the next outfit," you walked away from armin to get changed, armin let out a sigh of relief, if this keeps going on for any longer armin doesn't know if he'll be able to hold back.

you came out again, but this time with a white crop top & a really short black skirt, "what do you think about this one armin?" you said as you twirled around which flashed your white panties to armin.

armin gulped as he felt his cock throb in his pants, he has to do something about it.

you started getting closer to the blonde boy making armin nervous as he started to sweat. fuck this, fuck you, armin doesn't care anymore, he can‘t control himself any longer.

armin suddenly groped your breasts which made you let out a gasp, "armin! what're you doing...?" armin ignored you & continued toying with your tits.

you suddenly pushed armin off making him fall on the floor, "y/n...‘m sorry...i-i just don‘t know what came over me...I j-just–" armin kept stuttering which annoyed you, "shut up! 'min if you were getting turned on you could've just told me," you stood in front of armin & if he looked just slightly upwards he'd be met with your clothed cunt.

& that‘s exactly what happened, once he saw how your panties hugged your pussy lips so well, so good, he couldn't help but mutter 6 words.

"y/n...p-please sit on my face..." you just stood there, dumbfounded, did what you hear was right? yeah, you definitely heard armin say he wants you to sit on his face.

you smirked & slide your panties off, "armin are you sure?" you asked armin as you swung your panties & spread your legs to give armin a good view of your exposed pussy.

"yesyes! p-please sit on my face!" armin didn‘t have to say it again, you immediately seated yourself on his face, your folds brushing on armin‘s nose, making you let out muffled moans.

you suddenly felt armins tongue lapping at your cunt, forcing his nose against your clit, you were letting out small cries of armin‘s name as he worked his tongue.

armin was hiccuping against your soft skin, while your hands were running against his blonde locks, tightening your grip on his hair every time you feel his nose brush against your clit, "'min...hnn–!! f-fuck...!" whines & moans of armin‘s name making the blonde boy cock twitch in his pants, his pants getting too tight, making it uncomfortable to move.

"arminnn ‘m cumming...ngh..!!" you came all over armin‘s face, covering his face with white sticky cum.

once you moved away from armin‘s face, you saw as tears pricked on the corner of his eyes, cum covering both his nose & lips, as armin was breathing heavily.

you noticed armin‘s very visible bulge, you cupped his crotch & tucked down his pants, his rock-hard dick hitting you on the face, armin‘s tip was flushed with an angry red color & pre-cum coming out of his slit, veins running alongside his cock.

you felt your pussy clench at the sight, "‘min ‘want to ride you...please..?" you stared at armin with doe-eyes, & he couldn't help but say "yes" you were just so hard to resist.

you positioned yourself on top of armin, sliding his cock slowly before you fully pushed it in.

shaky cries of your name filled the room as you moved your hips, armin thrusting his hips into you, "a-ahh y/n...! your pussy...s-soo good..!" armin couldn't even say one word without stuttering.

your gummy walls clenching on armin‘s cock making it hard for him to move, but instead, just let out shaky moans.

you moved your hips so good, so well & so fast, bouncing on armins cock with your head thrown back & muffled moans being heard from you.

armin‘s hands suddenly reaches your breasts & started squeezing them, twisting your nipples which made you let out a yelp.

you‘ve always known that armin was so obsessed with your tits, he loves them so much, they‘re his favorite thing to play with, but you always bully him for being so desperate to suck on them or to just touch them.

"momm–ahh..! f-fuuuck–!" a moan interrupted armin once you suddenly pinched his nipples making armins eyes roll to the back of his head.

"‘m close! ‘m cumming! y/nnn..! ’m cumming..!"armin‘s dick twitched inside you & started filling you up with his hot sticky cum.

that‘s also all it took for your walls to spasm around his girth as you began to milk his cock, moaning at the feeling of hot spurts of cum filling you up to the brim.

once you & armin settled from your high orgasm, you got up & as soon as you did, you & armin‘s semen started dripping out of your hole.

you let out a sigh, "a-armin we should clean," you felt so hot & sticky which was uncomfortable, armin stared at you with half-lidded eyes, he was too tired to move.

armin once again looked at you, tears in the corner of your eyes, hair messy, your breasts drenched with sweat, & lastly, his cum still dripping out of your hole.

you let out another sigh & bent down to armin’s level, "listen, just because we fucked doesn‘t mean you’d get to do as you please, got it?" armin gulped & because he was too tired to even speak he just nodded his head.

"now hurry up & follow me to the bath" & armin did as he was told, he followed you to the bath despite him being too tired to move.

to be completely honest...you actually quite enjoyed armin’s company, you loved having him around.

maybe...you do have feelings for the blonde boy after all...?

#attack on titan smut #aot x reader #aot armin #armin smut #armin x reader #aot smut #armin x fem reader #attack on titan x reader #armin aot #armin x y/n

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hllfireclb · 1 year

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Eddie as your boyfriend | Headcanons! Pt.2

More Eddie Headcanons because I love writing them :p

Warnings: fluff, some smut (mdni), cursing, y‘all are still going to school, probably some writing mistakes because English is not my first language <//3

My Masterlist <3

Waits at the picnic table for you during break so you can eat lunch together

Mostly forgets his food, so you feed him with yours

"Eddie you can’t just eat pretzels all the time!"

"Why not?!:("

definitely makes out with you in school and in front of your friends (yes, even in front of the younger ones)

Loves to scare you while you‘re at your locker with a loud "BOO“

"Jesus Christ! Eddie are you crazy!?"

"Crazy in love, yes“ he smirks at you while pulling you into his arms

He is touchy. Physical touch is his love language.

Big and loooooong hugs before, during and after school (and in general)

Always kisses the back of your hand and looks up at you while doing it

Gives you his rings, shirts, literally everything he owns, since he wants to share everything in his life with you (you even are allowed to touch his guitar but only if he‘s with you )

Always offers his joint even tho he knows you usually don’t smoke, when you agree for the first time he‘s shocked asf.

"Oh no…I’ve corrupted my innocent, sweet baby" he says and dramatically puts his hand on his chest

After your first time together you asked him if it was good for him and he looked at you with a "are you fucking serious?“ look on his face…all sweaty and still breathing heavily

"Baby, I think I just died and went to heaven! This was the best fucking Sex I‘ve ever had! And believe me…we‘re not finished yet!"

"What do you mean? You want another round? I came like 4 times Ed‘s!"

"So what? We’ve got all night! Give me 10 minutes and you‘ll cum a 5th time!" He smirks with his eyebrows wiggling up and down

He‘s not just a Sex god, he‘s also the king of aftercare

No matter how tired, sweaty and sticky he is, he‘ll always make sure to get you cleaned up and makes a hot chocolate for the two of you afterwards

When you fall asleep before he comes back he just drinks them himself while holding you in his arms and admiring your face (he‘s so in love)

Sometimes he‘s super scared that you‘ll leave him just like everyone else in his life did before but you remind him daily that you stick to him like chewing gum to his old vans

Let’s you paint his nails, do his eyeliner or play with his hair, even during school sometimes

Passes notes at you during class

"Baby you look so beautiful today and fuck so hot too!?"

You look at him with red cheeks, he responds with a wink

Sometimes you have to stay at school longer so he waits at his hand, until your classes are all done

#stranger things #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x female character smut #eddie one shot #eddie oneshot #original story #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson st4 #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson boyfriend

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poetessinthepit · 1 month

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You express your thoughts so clearly and in such a way that’s so easy to follow/understand. It’s impressive. I’m curious, did you take debate classes or something similar, or is that something that just comes naturally for you?

Thank you so much! I really appreciate the compliment.

I'll answer your question by revealing a little about myself.

I've always loved to read and write. My childhood dream was to be a professional writer, and while that dream never came to fruition, it led to me to refining my writing and speaking skills during my formative years.

I never participated in debate club or took classes, but when I was in high school, I participated in a YMCA program called Youth in Government. For this program, you had to learn parliamentary procedure, research your state laws, and write a bill. Your hardwork would culminate in a trip to the state legislature where you'd spend the weekend with other students, acting as a mock legislature and debating bills. It was total nerd shit. I think many of the kids who participated had an interest in politics. I was already completely disillusioned with the political system at 16 and mainly just wanted to argue with people in a formal setting. I won "best first year legislator" my first year, and it's probably because I spoke on nearly every single bill. I would never turn down an opportunity to get on a microphone.

When I was in high school, I was generally known for always raising my hand and getting into debates, not only with classmates but with my teachers. It got me in trouble a few times, and I think my classmates found me annoying.

I did write for my school paper, but I don't think I ever wrote about controversial topics; I was more interested in covering the arts and signaling to everyone that I had "good taste." But mostly, I loved editing more than I liked writing articles. In English, I actually enjoyed classroom activities where we'd have to swap essays and make edits. Whenever these activities commenced, I was over the top with the amount of corrections and suggestions I would make to the essay of a fellow student. I would hand back their paper, and it would be covered with red marks. I remember sighing in a disappointment when my only note would be needing to add a coma. I was ridiculous. I cannot emphasize enough that I was a total fucking nerd. I was simultaneously down on myself and full of myself in the way that only a teenager can be.

When I was a senior in high school, I took a class called Contemporary Issues that focused on current events and involved a couple debates but nothing as formal as what I participated in with the Youth In Government program. I also remember my teacher in that class also made some crazy statements like one about extreme leftism being associated with terrorism. It definitely wasn't a very good class, and it didn't teach me much about debating.

In college, I majored in communications, but I never finished my degree. I still learned a lot from the classes I took, and I use the skills I developed in my career today, even though my career is in a totally different field.

I don't think that I'm the most gifted orator or writer, but I have long been obsessed with writing the perfect sentence, crafting the perfect argument, and being as precise as possible in the way that I word things, sometimes to a fault, and I think that obsession carries through even in junk I'm posting on social media.

Anyway, I know that was an unnecessarily long and detailed answer, but I hope the few followers who bother to read this enjoy learning a little bit more about me.

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benkyoutobentou · 2 months

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31 Days of Productivity Reading: Day six

Before: Last day of job related testing! By the way, remember how I said I was only gonna rehash my goals for the month that one time? Yeah, I lied. Like badly. Here they are again

Finish No. 6 volume 3

Read 憎らしい彼

Read another novel (still probably gonna be 独り舞)

Read at least ten volumes of manga

Read at least an hour per day (still on track!)

Today I'm planning on shifting my focus a little bit. I love the library, but one of my main issues with it is that I always feel pressured to read my library books Immediately and that's not how I roll with my reading (that was probably obvious just by me doing this challenge at all). So, for the next few days, I think I'll be trying to read a volume of manga each day (typically at least an hour of reading, so we're okay there) and then reading Natural Beauty by Ling Ling Huang, so that I can return it to the library right away. It's in English, but my hold came in, so here we are. This is indeed the book that I picked up in my first update.

After: I'm done with testing! *Confetti* I'm so ready to get back to reading and studying and studying and reading. I still have rehearsals (and shows) until Sunday and next weekend too, but at least now I at least have the other half of my day back.

I feel like it’s been a while since I’ve read a volume of manga, and the font size difference between ぼくちき and No. 6 felt like some sort of culture shock. I felt like I had to put the book right up to my nose to be able to read the little words. I had also forgotten that ぼくちき has furigana so that was a nice surprise.

The cafe was bustling today compared to yesterday and I almost had to sit outside (thank god I didn’t, it started raining, and yes the book raincoat returned).

Okay, somehow I ended up wasting all my time this evening (but you bet your ass I found the time to watch this week's Cherry Magic episode!!!) so I'm just gonna wrap up my day because whoops it's one am. Today I read 120 pages over an hour and fourteen minutes. That's 1.6 pages per minute, or in the ballpark of about forty seconds per page, if my quick mental math is correct (don't make fun of me I didn't have to take any math classes in university), and I'm just over halfway through this volume. I feel like my reading pace was a little bit slower than usual with manga because the cafe was super busy and there were two people a few seats down from me talking super loudly, so I had a bit of trouble focusing. There were definitely times where I had to read the same thing three times because it just was not sinking in. I like to be able to hear a little bit of my surroundings so I don't usually take my noise canceling headphones places, but it's time like this that make me regret it. Especially when I'm listening to Beijing opera, it just doesn't drown out outside noise.

Also, I started reading Natural Beauty during rehearsal today and it made rehearsal feel like five minutes. In the entirety of last year, I felt like I only had one really great read out of all the English novels I read. I already found a really great read last month and hopefully I'll be able to do it again. I'm considering preordering the paperback and I'm less than a hundred pages in. I am hoping to high heavens that I haven't just jinxed myself.

#benkyou posting #30 days of productivity #langblr #studyblr #language learning #polyglot #study blog #studying #ill have free time tomorrow! ill walk my dog tomorrow! ill finish bokuchiki before going to the cafe tomorrow!#ill probably sleep till noon tomorrow...

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hey imane, this is such a dumb question but inshallah you will not hate me for it: how do you not want to die when you go to the gym.... i want to improve my health and my parents doomed me to live in the north where the weather is terrible for most of the year, so the gym feels like my best option, but exercise itself is so painful and sweaty and i have never felt this "high" that people talk about getting from exercise! i would appreciate any advice at all! also i finally caught up on demon slayer because of you, it was so good (should i read the manga?) ☆

naaur it's not a dumb question on the contrary!! I've been struggling with keeping up with going to the gym or just exercising in general because it feels like a task to be done rather than something that gives me a high or something so i totally feel you. i do like moving around and feeling like i'm getting stronger (i mostly lift weight + light cardio) but idk about that mental boost people talk about either lmao.

i can only speak from my perspective so my goal at the moment isn't even to do the most at the gym and get me into shape in a month or something, I'm literally just trying to build the habit of going to the gym. heading there is a struggle too so i have to put myself in automatic mode and go no question asked. i also tell my friend to hold me accountable so i send them a pic where i get there otherwise I've given them license to punch me in the arm lmao.

another thing that helped me is switching gyms to go to one that is bright, well lit, spacious, and never overcrowded. i used to go to a cheaper one and i was pretty regular but i just haaaaated the place so much it was dank dark musty crusty ew ew ew.

having an idea of the workout you wanna do is also important once you get there so you can just go through your workout like a checklist and then head out after a good stretch! I'm getting back into the swing of things so I'm watching beginner videos from naomi kong on youtube, she really doesn't overdo it and outside of my own self-mandated light cardio warm-up (cycling) and finisher (inclined walk on the treadmill) it really didn't break a sweat.

so yeah to build the habit of just doing it, i am actually going everyday until i feel like i can trust myself with doing it every other day. mind you i don't do a "real" workout every day, i actually did a full body three days ago, just light cardio for 30 minutes yesterday to get my limbs moving and my blood pumping, and today was leg day. I'm gonna go tomorrow for a swim i think just to switch up the way i do my cardio and then on Monday it's gonna be upper body day and I'll probably follow another naomi kong beginner's guide to the gym.

so my tips for consistency and learning to like going to the gym:

go as many times as possible during the week just to make you used to going there

don't do big workouts!! your body doesn't need to go into failure every time. my legs used to shake like i was a newborn fawn bc i was following my friend's workout routine and it was not sustainable mentally for me lol. i just do my reps with lower weights than i used to just to get my body used to the movements and to make my mind disassociate "working out" with "sweating and suffering". it's like pavlov lol positive reinforcement is key

switch up your workouts so that it feels fresh! what i did today for leg day isn't what I'm gonna be doing for my next leg day for example bc i get bored easily

speaking of getting bored easily usually i either watch a bunch of youtube videos, listen to podcasts, read a book on my phone, or switch to an audiobook when my hands are busy because otherwise my mind wanders and i want to leave from being bored out of my mind. however today i did have a lot on my mind so i ended up listening to newjeans songs they have the perfect beat for working out

if your gym offers collective classes try one out! suffering together makes the pain easier to bear <3 that used to be what got me through english boxing classes years ago when i used to go... my objective is actually to go back to boxing classes (this time muay thai i think) by the end of the year and then the gym every other day or something for weight lifting, swimming, or a class of pilates or dance or smt that sounds fun

ok that was a really long answer lmao i'm also at the beginning of a journey that i hope will be consistent and sustainable!! i hope we can motivate each other out as northern country dwellers who have to contend with the wind the rain and the snow <3 also yaaaaay I'm so happy you watched demon slayer! and YES read the manga, the next arc is chill and cute but what follows... if you don't binge it all til the end i'd be surprised but also that'd mean you're much stronger than me which is a good thing if you can apply it to going to the gym as well akjfdklgj anyway good luck keep me updated babe insha'Allah we can do it!!

#was no one going to tell me i wrote read the anime instead of read the manga

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ris-multi-fandom · 1 year

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Here’s day 17 of Housevember22!

Fandoms: House MD

Pairings: Gregory House x James Wilson

Characters: Gregory House, James Wilson, Alison Cameron, Robert Chase, Eric Foreman, Lisa Cuddy, Chris Taub, Remy Hadley, Lawrence Kutner.

November 17th: Alternate Universe

Riiiiiinng!

The bell rung at Princeton Plainsboro as the students got there that morning. The corridors of teenagers slowly emptied as they filed into the classrooms.

“Quiet down,” House told his students as they sat at their desks, “if not you won’t be able to hear Mr Wilson in distress at my latest prank,” the students all giggled before the room went silent as they waited. Suddenly a loud bang was heard.

”House!” Wilson shouted from the next room. The connecting door opened and the younger man rushed through, covered in glitter, “glitter bomb? Really?”

”It was a chemistry experiment,” House replied, “as I’m the chemistry teacher it’s kind of expected.”

”And as I’m the English teacher, the words that are coming to mind to describe you should be expected,” Wilson said.

”And what words would those be?” House asked.

”The words would not be appropriate in front of your class but just know that revenge will be sweet,” Wilson replied, he went back to his classroom and House’s students began laughing.

”Alright, open your books and finish answering the questions you started yesterday,” House told them, picking up his guitar that was sitting in the corner of the room. He began plucking at the strings when one of his students, Robert Chase, spoke up.

”Can’t really focus on the questions when you’re playing you guitar,” he said.

”Well someone’s in a bad mood today,” House commented.

”Alison dumped him a week ago and is now avoiding him at lunch,” another student, Remy Hadley, who everyone knew as thirteen, told him.

”What like she hides in a cupboard when she sees you coming, or she just completely ignores you?” House questioned.

”Neither, just can’t find her, I’ve gone to every place that she would hang out but she’s never there,” Chase answered.

”Probably because she’s been hanging out in Wilson’s classroom for the past week,” House said, “I see her there every time I go to steal his lunch, she seems to have turned into that nerdy kid who helps decorate the classroom during her lunches.”

”That’s gotta hurt, Alison would rather hang out with Mr Wilson than you,” Eric Foreman, who was sat next to Chase, teased.

”Piss off,” Chase replied. House let his students wind each other up a bit longer before they got on with their work and spent the rest of the class in silence.

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“You’ve changed,” House commented, walking into Wilson’s classroom.

”Yes, I keep spare clothes in my car on the off chance that you do something to ruin my clothing,” Wilson replied. House noticed the insane amount of glitter covering the floor by Wilson’s desk and smirked.

”You still have glitter in your hair,” House told him.

”Gee, wonder why,” Wilson mumbled. House came over to him and picked up half of his sandwich before taking a bite, “I literally made you lunch this morning and you’re still eating mine,” Wilson complained.

”I just wanted to come see you,” House pouted.

”And you can do that with your own lunch,” Wilson told him.

”Yeah but that’s boring,” House replied.

”I hate that it’s impossible for me to hate you,” the smaller man grumbled. House just smiled at him before sitting on the edge of the desk and grabbing Wilson’s hand.

”You love me really,” Wilson looked up at him with a serious expression which didn’t last long, he smiled back at him and House had to hold himself back from kissing him then and there. The door to Wilson’s classroom opened and the two men quickly pulled their hands apart.

”Hey Mr Wilson,” Alison Cameron said cheerily as she entered the room, “and Mr House,” she added when she saw the man, “what a surprise to see you in here again.”

”I’d say the same to you but I saw your ex earlier and apparently that’s why you’re hiding out in here,” House replied.

”Well he’s being an ass,” Cameron told him.

”Watch the language,” Wilson said and House rolled his eyes.

”Speaking of ass’” House commented causing Cameron to chuckle.

”Oh, Lawrence Kutner is going to be joining me today so we can finish up on the chemistry project,” Cameron said, “hope you don’t mind Mr Wilson.”

”That’s fine,” he said, looking down to the stack of papers he had to grade.

”That’s due after lunch,” House told her, “for my class, you’re really cutting it fine.”

”Well Lawrence hasn’t finished his part so we’re going to go through it now,” Cameron replied.

”I’ve almost finished,” Kutner said as he walked in.

”Good because I don’t want Cuddy on my ass again,” House grumbled.

”Looks like she’s already on your ass,” Kutner commented as the door opened.

”Care to explain to me why there is a motorcycle in the parking lot that’s covered in toilet paper?” Cuddy asked, annoyance on her face.

”You tp’d my bike?” House asked, looking at Wilson.

”You hid a glitter bomb in my desk,” Wilson replied.

”You did what?” Cuddy questioned, stepping into the room and spotting the large amount of glitter, “I can’t with you two today,” she sighed, walking out of the room.

”How has she not fired you two yet?” Cameron asked and the two men just shrugged.

”Probably because she’s placed a bet on how long it will be until they get together and if she fires them both she won’t find out,” Kutner commented.

”What?” Wilson asked.

”How much has she bet?” House queried at the same time.

“Almost everyone has made a bet,” Kutner told them, “I’m hoping you get together soon or I’m down twenty bucks.”

”I’ll make any announcement at anytime if you’re willing to split the profits,” House replied.

”Deal,” Kutner said.

”House,” Wilson warned.

”Sorry guess I won’t be,” House told his student.

House and Wilson continued to eat their lunches as Cameron and Kutner finished off their project, the bell rang and the two students packed up their belongings and went to House’s classroom next door.

”I’ll see you later,” House told Wilson, “I’ll pick dinner up on my way home.”

”Do you want to come clean with people about us?” Wilson asked.

”Do you?” House replied.

”Kind of, I mean it would probably be easier, we wouldn’t have to take two separate vehicles to work,” Wilson told him.

”Alright,” House said, standing up and walking through to his classroom.

”What do you mean ‘alright’?” Wilson asked, rushing after him, knowing House had something planned.

”Lawrence!” House called out, “What timeframe have you got on this bet?”

”Er-“ Kutner started fumbling through his bag for a piece of paper, he looked through the list of names, “any time this week and it’s mine, next week would be Chris Taub, last week was Robert Chase who just missed out of quite a lot of money.”

”Well young Kutner, you sir have just won yourself some cash,” House told him, “Wilson and I are in a relationship, so everyone pay up to Lawrence.”

”You’re only saying that because you’re splitting the prize money with Lawrence,” Cameron argued.

”When did she lose?” House asked.

”A month ago,” Kutner replied.

”Explains why she’s so bitter,” House said.

”Still doesn’t mean you’re not faking this to win the money,” Cameron told him. House sighed before turning to Wilson and planting a kiss on his lips.

”Better?” House asked. The students all stared with their mouths open before Taub pulled $20 out of his pocket and handed it to Kutner.

”Can’t believe I missed out by a week,” he grumbled.

”House,” he heard Wilson say, he turned to face the man, “House,” he heard again but Wilson’s lips didn’t move.

”What-“ he began to ask, but his words weren’t coming out, suddenly Wilson’s face started to fade and House stepped back in surprise, he looked around at his students who’s faces were also fading.

”House?” He heard again as everything started to go black.

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“House!” Wilson shook his partner for the umpteenth time.

”What?” House asked, opening his eyes.

”Your alarm is going off and I’ve been calling your name for ages, turn the damn thing off,” Wilson said. House reached out and hit at his phone until the alarm stopped. He turned over in the bed until he was facing Wilson.

”I had the weirdest dream,” he said.

”What about?” Wilson asked.

”We we’re teacher’s and it was odd,” House replied, “but we did make out in my dream,” he placed an arm over Wilson and snuggled into him, “wasn’t as good as real life though,” Wilson chuckled before planting a few kisses on House’s lips.

“C’mon, we’ve got to get ready for work,” he told his boyfriend.

”Just five more minutes,” House whined, Wilson smiled at him before pulling him closer.

”Fine, five more minutes.”

#hilson #hate crimes md #house md #housevember22 #house x Wilson #hilson fanfiction #greg house #gregory house #james wilson #lisa cuddy #eric foreman #alison cameron #robert chase #remy hadley #chris taub #lawrence kutner

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doomedhowell · 1 year

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rainy days at the library

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44720305 title: rainy days at the library square fill: bookworm!dan rating: general word count: 1,770 summary: Even on rainy days Dan winds up at the library, but it's not so bad when his company is the cute librarian.

written for @phanfictionbingo

Phil looks over when he hears footsteps, and sees one of his usual customers walk into the library, drenched in rain. It’s been storming all evening, with lightning and thunder going off every once in a while. It causes a slow day, not that Phil is complaining. That’s why Phil became a librarian, because it’s quiet, and gives him a chance to spend time with his books. He doesn’t deal with nearly as many people.

But, the curly brown haired boy who comes in every day is one person Phil doesn’t mind seeing.

“Not even the rain could keep you away, huh?”

Dan startles at the sudden voice, and he looks over at Phil, before his cheeks turn bright pink, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “I, uh, I just got bored at home… you know? I-”

“It’s okay,” Phil chuckles softly. “You don’t owe me any explanation. Besides, not saying it’s a bad thing.”

Dan grins. “Yeah, from the looks of it, it kind of seems like you could use some company,” he says, taking his bag off his shoulder. He walks over and sets his bag on one of the tables.

“Yeah, it’s been slow today. I mean, not that that’s a bad thing for me,” Phil confirms with a nod. “But also, any sane person would stay home during a thunderstorm.”

“I’m not what you would call sane,” Dan retorts, trying to make a joke.

“Clearly,” Phil replies, a small smirk playing on his lips.

Dan scowls at that, and decides to ignore Phil’s comment then. He pulls two books out of his bag and he walks up to the counter. “I’d like to return these books,” he says.

“You finished these already? You just checked them out two days ago,” Phil says as he takes the books.

“Well, I mean, you can’t really be surprised I finished them already with the amount of time I’m in this damn library,” Dan replies, shrugging his shoulders. “I actually read my books, unlike most other people who probably just check them out and then forget them.”

“Fair point,” Phil agrees, nodding. “Did you enjoy the books at least?”

“I enjoyed them,” Dan confirms, smiling. “Now I just need to find some other books to read.”

“Well, if you need any help… you know where to find me,” Phil says, grinning up at Dan.

“Thanks,” Dan says, before walking back over to his claimed table. He sits down and pulls out his airpods as well as his phone, turning on his playlist made specifically for when he’s at the library. Quiet and calm, peaceful music that he can listen to when he’s either studying, doing homework or just simply reading.

Dan spends a bit of time doing his homework that’s due tomorrow for his English class. He’d completely forgotten about it and now he’s stuck doing it at the last minute.

The storm is getting heavier outside, causing the lights to flicker on and off.

Dan debates on whether or not he should start heading home, but it’s pouring rain outside and Dan doesn’t feel like getting drenched again. But, he has no clue when it’s supposed to stop raining.

Dan sighs quietly as he stares out the window, watching the rain, anxiety slowly coming through.

“I’m worried the power will go out before the library closes,”

Dan startles, and he looks over to see the librarian standing beside him. “The power?”

“Yeah,” Phil nods. “The lights were flickering on and off earlier. If the power goes out, we’ll be stuck.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that earlier?” Dan groans. “I can’t walk in this rain!”

“You walked here? Are you mad?” Phil exclaims, before shaking his head. “You can ride with me-”

“No, no way, I can’t ask you to do that-”

“Mate, it’s no problem at all. I’m not going to let you walk home alone in the rain,” Phil says. “Oh, I’m Phil, by the way. I thought maybe it would make you feel better if you knew my name.”

“I’m Dan,” Dan says, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink. “Thanks. Uh, for offering.” He yelps when suddenly the lights go off. He groans, throwing his head back. “Well, that’s just great.”

“As long as the door didn’t automatically lock up, then we should be fine,”

Dan frowns as he watches Phil head towards the library doors. “I have a feeling you just jinxed us,”

“I didn’t jinx us,” Phil says, rolling his eyes. He goes to try and open the doors, but they don’t budge. “Okay, that’s fine. I have keys.” He walks over to his desk and opens his drawer. He instantly freezes when he sees that his keys are not where they’re supposed to be. “Well, that’s not good.”

“What do you mean that’s not good?” Dan asks, walking over to the desk. “You have the keys, right?”

“Uhm, not exactly,” Phil says, looking up at Dan. “But, it’s fine-”

“It doesn’t sound fine!” Dan exclaims, his eyes widening. “You’re telling me that we’re trapped here?”

“Look, we would have been trapped here anyways,” Phil argues. “In case you haven’t noticed, it’s still storming outside, and it’s not exactly safe to drive or walk in this kind of condition. Dan, don’t panic, okay? I’m just going to call Macy and she’ll come and unlock the doors.”

“Macy?” Dan asks, blinking. “Who the hell is Macy?”

“She’s the principal of the school. You know her better as Mrs. Conewell,” Phil explains.

“Well, okay. As long as you can promise that we’ll get out of here. I love the library, but I don’t exactly wanna be stuck here forever,” Dan mumbles.

“Don’t worry,” Phil tells him. He pulls out his phone, and is relieved that he still has service, so he quickly sends a message to Macy, asking for help. Phil sets his phone down and searches through his desk until he finds his flashlight. “It’s not much, but it’ll do until the power comes back on.”

“This isn’t exactly how I thought my Friday night would go,” Dan mumbles.

“Did you expect anything less when it’s storming outside?” Phil asks, raising his eyebrows at Dan.

“Well, I certainly didn’t expect this,” Dan retorts, huffing. “I can’t even do my homework.”

“You can, it’ll just be very difficult for you to do,” Phil replies with a grin.

Dan glares at him, but he can’t even stay mad at Phil when he’s got the goofy grin on his face. “Whatever. Do you have an extra flashlight? At least I can look through the books and try to find new ones to take,”

“No, but I can walk around with you,” Phil says, walking over to Dan. “If you don’t mind, of course.”

Dan shrugs his shoulders. “Doesn’t bother me. I like company,” he says.

“Most people who spend their time at libraries are quite the opposite,” Phil says as he starts following Dan towards the books. “You know, enjoying the quiet. Being away from people. I know I do sometimes.”

“Oh, definitely. But, I also don’t mind the company. I live alone and don’t have many friends,” Dan says.

“You live alone? How old are you?” Phil asks curiously.

Dan chuckles. “I’m eighteen. Moved out of my parents house as soon as I turned eighteen. I’ve had a job since I was sixteen so I’ve been saving up the money,” he says.

“Wow. I was not expecting to hear that about you, but… that’s good, that you want to be independent,” Phil says. “Which way are we going? I want to make sure I’m shining the light correctly.”

“Just point it in front of me. I don’t have a direction yet,” Dan tells him.

It’s quiet as Dan walks throughout the library, trying to find some new books to read, though it’s quite difficult for someone who is constantly checking out books from this library. Though Dan feels comfortable and safe knowing that Phil is with him, even if they aren’t exactly conversing with each other.

Eventually, Dan ends up going with two classics that he’s certainly already read multiple times but he’s been wanting to re-read the series again, so he picks up Twilight and The Hunger Games.

It’s like a miracle when the power comes back on, just as Dan had picked up his books.

Phil sighs in relief. “Let there be light,”

Dan giggles. “There’s light. But, are we able to leave?”

“What? Have you gotten sick of my wonderful company already?” Phil asks, smirking at Dan. He walks over to the door and opens it without a problem. He looks over at Dan, who sighs in relief. Phil chuckles, and makes sure to keep the door open with the doorstand. Just in case. “We’re free.”

“Oh! It looks like it’s finally stopped raining too,” Dan says when he catches a glimpse out the window.

Phil makes his way back over to Dan. “You know, I can still take you home, if you’d like,”

Dan hesitates, as he looks over at Phil. “I- I wouldn’t want to impose-”

“You’re not imposing,” Phil says, shaking his head. “I’m offering to take you home, because I care. It was just storming outside, and there’s a chance that you could still get sick from the weather. I can’t have one of my best customers out sick, can I?” He smiles sweetly.

“Well, okay. If you’re really sure. I can pay you back next time I get paid,” Dan assures him.

Phil shakes his head. “You don’t need to pay me back Dan,” he says. “Or-” He leans against his desk, trying to be smooth because he really wants to impress Dan. “You could let me take you out on a date.” He yelps when his hand slips, causing him to tumble over.

Dan instantly bursts into a fit of giggles. “You know what? Just for that, I’ll take you up on that offer,”

Phil perks up, and he looks at Dan. “Wait, really? I just made myself look like a-”

“So, I think you’re cute, Phil. You’re also really nice to me every time I come in here,” Dan says. “So, yes. I’ll go on a date with you. I’ll give you my number and you can text me the details?”

Phil smiles, relieved that Dan’s still willing to give him a chance. “Yeah. We can do that. I’m really looking forward to it,” he says. Even though it may have been raining all day and there were very few customers, at least Dan still showed up and turned Phil’s day around.

#phanfictionbingo #phanfiction #phanfic #phan #toriwrites #au #fluff #bookworm!dan #librarian!phil #library #nerd!phan #gettingtogther

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purpleyoonn · 1 year

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Hi ! I'm a new anon who find the courage to send you a (pretty long maybe ?) message..... idk why I'm so talkative when irl I'm a quiet person LMAO.

First, I hope you're doing fine and your day went well !

Second, just wanted to say that I'm in love with your writings ! You're one of my favorite writer on Tumblr and AO3 !! I'm totally addicted to soulmates + poly!bangtan x reader more than I was before thanks to you 😭 /pos

My favs ones are The Line between Love and War, Dance of Time, Baby you complete us, Doughnuts and Shell Casings and of course the My universe One shots (Yoonie as a dragon... so soft omg he has all my heart and soul omg I'm OBSESSED... Jinnie as a vampire ? YES PLEASE. And Joonie as Hades ? On my knees. )

I don't finish reading all of your stories tbh, but it's in my plans, hehe. I started Ethereal today ! I already love it, I can't wait to binge read it !!

AND if I send you this, it's because I have some questions... because I'm a writer too, and I want to try and write a poly bangtan x reader soulmate AU too 🥺

Do you plan your writings ? Like taking notes in a notebook about your ideas, characters, story, any world building when you write something fantastic ? Do you plan your chapters and everything in advance, or do you just write what pass in your pretty head ? Do you have any tips for a baby writer like me ? 🥺

Again thank you so much for sharing with us all these stories, really, I read your stories in the bus, at uni waiting for my classes or during my breaks because I don't have any friends, and I'm a very anxious person who suffer from adhd and bpd, plus I'm autistic so reading your writings helped me to cut myself to the noisy world a little, and it helps me so much so thank you...! (you'll probably find all of this weird, I'm sorry 😖)

Ah! Sorry I talk too much... it's always like that when it's about my specific interests like bangtan, writing, and fantasy world....

Also, sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes, English is not my first language (I'm Belgian, so I speak french hehe), I hope you'll understand what I'm saying 😣

Have a nice day/afternoon/night, wish you all the good things in your life, you deserve it !! ♥ - 🐋

omg hello new anony! Im gonna call you whalien❤️

My day has gone really well so far! My little sister had a field trip and used her spending/gift shop money to buy me an octopus plushie (she knows I love octopuses and that they are my favorite animal) so im super duper today!

thank you so much! im glad you love my works! (I have no clue what /pos means though)

omg so you favorite almost all of my works so far then! watch out for ethereal though, there is a loooott in there and pls pls take the warnings seriously for each chapter!

but yeah, I love dragon yoonie and pretty much any and all dragon bts aus. like there is something about possessive bangtan that treats mc like their greatest treasure!

So as for writing, I do actually plan everything in my notebook! I write out like hopes for the story as well as like, a summary and plot line weird box structure thingie. I also write out anything for my characters like backgrounds and likes/dislikes. I try to plan everything in advance but I don't plan the small details. I plan ahead for the big like, plot changing things but other than that, I write what comes to my head! Its fun when you don't necessarily know where things go but have an idea of the plot! as least to me😊

My biggest tip for any writers out there is actually pretty simple.

write.

like everything.

any little or big idea that comes to your head. write it down. you are never going to get any practice or improve your skills if you don't write. for me, the little fox was the first like actual fic ive ever written (besides a twilight fic on quotev that I will happily take to my grave) and I want to go back and rewrite it so bad but I won't because I like knowing how ive improved my writing over the years.

im the same way with fics ive falling in love with. ive like perfected my straight face in public, ive got the best poker face. ill even read directly in front of my grandpa and he'd never know I was reading the dirtiest smut ever. Im happy though that I can help you escape your world and all the noise for even the slightest second. as a fellow autistic individual, I know how overwhelming and overstimulating the world can be so im glad you can find comfort in my works!

Please never think that sharing your thoughts on something you love is weird or strange. I could go on for hours about the history of fan fiction or octopuses for hours. ask me about my favorite book and you might as well plop down on the couch with a nice pillow and a snack because we will be there for hours while I bring out my white board with theories and characters connections.

also pls don't ever worry about any English grammar/comprehension mistakes when talking to me! I am goof about asking questions and my comprehension levels are usually through the roof so pls don't ever worry! I wish I could speak French! I only remember some words! my family is from one of the states that was a French colony so its pretty common to still hear some French being spoken. but unfortunately my family didn't like it, (mainly my grandma sooooo) .

I hope you have an amazing morning/day/night!!!!

#purpleyoonn #purpleyoonn ask #🐋 anon

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indiekidsau · 1 year

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Chap. 5-The Past is Back to Haunt You

Hey guys! Quick thing before the chapter begins.

So I had two chapter ideas that were planned to be Chapter 5, and I was gonna do one focusing on Cuphead and Mugman as this chapter, but it’s not fully fleshed out yet so I pushed it back two chapters. So we’re gonna set up this chapter because it’s one of the earliest ideas for this fanfic!

Thanks to @gigilefache for being my beta reader!

There’s a chance this may be an arc for this lovely fanfic, and yes this will be a fun arc!

Enjoy!

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Hat and Bow walked out of the homeroom and excitedly headed towards their English Literature class. Since being here, there was no teacher to run the class till Mr. Prince announced it. “I wonder what our teacher is gonna look like?” Bow asked.

“Don’t know. I just hope they're permanent rather than just showing up for a few days and we do nothing.” Hat said.

“Well, Mr. Prince said all teachers will be our permanent teachers. That’s what he heard from the principal!” Bow Kid mentioned. Hat Kid giggled as they made it to the classroom, once they opened the door the two girls stood frozen in their tracks.

The new teacher was very beautiful, a woman with long blonde hair tied into a ponytail and a crown hair clip on the right side of her bang, revealing the most beautiful blue eyes. She wore a green dress that went down to her knees and wore green heels.

The teacher heard the two girls come in and smiled at them. “Hello, come in.” She said, Hat Kid and Bow Kid looked at each other as they walked inside the classroom. The two kept their eyes on their teacher as they took their seats. “You two are here early, so let’s wait while everyone else shows up.”

“O-oh sure.” Bow Kid replied. It was silent for a bit as the teacher was finishing up her lesson plans for the day. “So what’s your name?”

“I’m Vanessa, but you can call me Miss. Queen.” She said, giving a smile.

“Nice to meet you, Miss. Queen.” Hat Kid replied with a smile.

Once getting her lessons done, she looked through the attendance sheet for this class and smiled. “I’m guessing you two are Hat and Bow Kid, correct?” She asked.

“Yep!” Hat and Bow said at the same time. Vanessa giggled, loving these two little girls. Soon the door opened and some of the other kids for the class started to come in. Vanessa looked up at the clock to see it was almost time for the bell to ring.

“Well, let me finish up attendance and we can start today’s lesson.” Hat and Bow nodded as they watched their teacher finish.

After Vanessa’s class, the rest of the day was wonderful. Hat and Bow made it back to the homeroom and started to tell their friends everything about the new teacher. However, they were surprised that the others had met Miss. Queen too.

“So what do you think of her?” Bow Kid asked.

“She’s beautiful. Almost like a princess.” Elizabeth commented.

“She sounds nice.” Kel added. “Once during lunch, she gave me Basil, Timmy, and I cookies. Which I thought was weird, but it was nice.”

“She what?!” Hat Kid exclaimed. “Lucky.” She frowned that she couldn’t get a cookie thanks to her and Bow having a different lunch schedule than the boys.

The group turned to Michael and Aubrey who seemed quiet on the matter. “What’s wrong?” Kel asked.

“Nothing, it’s just that no one can be that nice.” Michael said.

Hat Kid raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” She asked.

“I mean if they’re that nice, they must be hiding something.” Michael explained.

Hat Kid and Bow Kid rolled their eyes. Soon, Mr. Prince walked back into the classroom with a few stacks of papers. “Sorry about that class. Never expected the copy machine to take forever.” He explained. “So what do you think of the new teacher?”

“Miss. Queen is amazing!” Hat Kid exclaimed.

Mr. Prince’s eyes widened as he felt sweaty. “M-Miss. Queen?” He asked. Hat Kid nodded in reply. Mr. Prince let out a nervous chuckle. “Funny, I dated a girl with that last name once.” Mr. Prince took a deep breath trying to keep himself calm. Relax Lucas, it's probably not her, he thought to himself.

“Really? What was she like?” Bow Kid asked.

Mr. Prince chuckled nervously trying to collect himself, not trying to show his class that he was nervous. “W-well she was very pretty.” He stuttered.

“Did she have long blonde hair and blue eyes that look like crystals?” Hat Kid asked.

Mr. Prince swallowed hard, recognizing those features. He took a deep breath keeping himself calm. He slowly nodded.

“Did she bake the best cookies?” Timmy asked.

It can’t be. It can’t, Mr. Prince thought.

“What about her name? Was it Vanessa?” Bow Kid asked.

That name was enough for Mr. Prince to collapse and drop everything. It’s her! It can’t be! Why is she here? All the memories of him and Vanessa played in his head from the good…to the bad. He couldn’t think straight as he blacked out, but not before hearing his class screaming for him.

The music was playing slow dance music. Everyone around him was with their partner dancing to the music, it was almost like the ball scene from Cinderella. A young boy with messy brown hair wearing a purple tux looked up to see a beautiful blonde-haired girl wearing a green dress sitting alone across from him.

The girl looked up at the boy and smiled, giving a wave. The boy blushed as red as a tomato and waved back at the beautiful girl. The girl giggled and smiled dreamily at the boy.

The boy gulped, got up, and walked towards the girl. The latter straightened herself up as the young boy walked over to her. The boy gulped and held his hand out for the girl.

“W-would you like to dance with me?” He asked.

The girl’s eyes widened, surprised at the offer. She gave a smile and took his hand. Now it was the young boy’s turn for his eyes to widen.

“Of course, I would, my Prince!” The girl beamed.

The boy chuckled and the girl got up as the two walked towards the dance floor and started to dance. The world started to slow down around them as he kept his eye on the girl. He then saw she was about to lean into a kiss and he followed suit, but before they could touch the dream started to end.

Mr. Prince groaned as he struggled to open his eyes. He didn’t realize the classroom lights were this bright.

“I think he’s waking up.”

“Quick! Get Hat and Bow!”

Mr. Prince’s eyes snapped open as he quickly got up. He looked around the room and saw he was no longer in the classroom but in Hat and Bow’s spaceship.

“Mr. Prince, are you okay?” Kel asked.

The teacher groaned as he turned, seeing Kel and the Afton siblings looking worried at him. “W-what happened?” He asked.

“Y-you don’t remember?” Evan asked. Mr. Prince shook his head in reply, but that didn’t help as his head still hurt. “W-well you were acting really weird, then you fell asleep and most of us had to drag you back here.” He explained.

Mr. Prince groaned, rubbing his head. “Why didn’t you guys take me to the nurse's office?” He asked.

“Hat and Bow thought treating you here would be fine.” Kel explained. “They’re the ones who carried you here.”

Mr. Prince’s eyes widened, surprised at how two little 9-year-olds were able to carry him. Soon he heard the door open and saw Aubrey bringing in Hat Kid and Bow Kid, the latter was holding a cup of hot milk. “Are you ok?” Bow Kid asked.

“Yeah.” Mr. Prince said. Bow Kid handed the cup of hot milk to her teacher, who took it. “Thank you.” He slowly took sips of the drink, which made him feel better.

His students stared at him before giving each other a look. They wanted to ask their teacher about the events that had taken place in class today, but how to bring it up without causing him to break down again. As he drank his milk, Mr. Prince felt the tension of his kids staring at him, and he knew they wanted to bring up the incident.

With a sigh, he decided to tell the class a bit of the story. “Look, I’m sorry I scared you kids today.” He said. “But if you’re wondering, yes, Miss. Queen was once my finance.” God, it felt hard for him to say those words.

As much as the kids wanted to ask more, now didn’t feel like the time. However, Evan felt like asking the one question that was on everyone’s minds. “W-what happened?”

Mr. Prince quickly closed his mouth. There was no way he was gonna bring up the entire incident with these kids. “I'd rather keep that private.” He said. Mr. Prince then put the glass down. He slowly got up and looked around to see his stuff on Hat Kid’s bed. “Well thank you guys for taking care of me. Tell your parents ‘thank you.’”

“You’re welcome.” Bow Kid replied.

“And we don’t have parents, so it’s just us.” Hat Kid added.

This surprised the teacher seeing these two little girls doing everything. Alone. “O-Oh, sorry.” He said as he quickly left the room. He then realized that the girls’ home was a spaceship, not an actual house. “Uh, question, HOW DO I LEAVE THIS SHIP?” He yelled.

The morning of the following day, Mr. Prince was in the classroom going through the papers he forgot to grade yesterday. Mr. Afton was surprised to see Mr. Prince back in class after hearing about the incident from the other students. Sure, Mr. Prince could’ve taken the day off and rested, but he wasn’t gonna let that stop him.

The door to his classroom opened, and he looked up thinking it was one of his students. “Morning cl-” He cut off realizing it wasn’t one of his students, but Vanessa. Mr. Prince glared and went back to working on papers, not once glancing at Vanessa. “What are you doing here?”

“I just want to talk.” Vanessa replied.

Mr. Prince slammed his pen on the table causing Vanessa to flinch back. “What is there to talk about?” He asked a growl heard in his voice. “There’s nothing to talk about after what happened between us!”

“I-I know! But please can you just-”

Mr. Prince wasn’t having it. “I don’t care what you have to say! It’s over, Vanessa! End of discussion!” He yelled.

“I’m sorry! Okay!” Vanessa yelled back.

The teacher looked at his ex-fiancé in shock. Did he just hear her…apologize? He must be passed out and this is all a coma-induced dream. “D-Did you just apologize?” He asked.

“Y-yeah.” Vanessa replied.

Mr. Prince broke out into a chuckle. “T-This is all a joke, right?” He asked. “Never have our entire life dating you’d be the one to apologize. It was I who had to say sorry to you even if it was for something I didn’t do.” Vanessa was scared, truly scared over how Mr. Prince was acting. Then a dark purple aura circled the teacher as his eyes glowed yellow. “And now after the way you’ve been treating me you finally apologize?”

Vanessa gulped and slowly nodded. “B-before you shout at me more, please just listen to me.” She said, Mr. Prince growled and grabbed Vanessa by the collar of her dress. She let out a shriek staring at the glowing eyes of her ex-fiancé. She gulped and braced herself for what was to come. She felt like she deserved it anyway.

However, after a moment of not feeling a scratch or slap on her face. Vanessa looked at the eyes of her former fiance once again. All he did was stare at her. “I’m not like you Vanessa, and while I can so much reveal everything you’ve done to me to this entire school. I won’t.” Mr. Prince explained. He let go of Vanessa who quickly stepped back and was ready to leave. “Just leave me alone, and move on. And if I hear you hurt one of my kids, you will regret it.”

“Understandable, Luke.” Vanessa replied before she left the classroom.

Luke Prince sighed and sank back in his chair. He took deep breaths to stay calm, but that didn’t stop his eyes from glowing brighter and his skin and hair from starting to turn purple. “Breathe in, breathe out.” He repeated in his head. He had to keep calm for his students and himself. Slowly, the purple started to fade away.

The door opened again, and it was Mu coming into class. “Mr. Prince?” She asked.

Mr. Prince’s eyes widened and he turned to see it was only Mu. His appearance now was the same except for some purple highlights in his hair and his eyes were glowing very bright yellow.

“O-oh my God.” Mu whispered.

The teacher blinked as his eyes slowly returned to normal, and the purple in his hair started to fade. “M-Mu it’s not what you think!” He stuttered, hoping he didn’t scare the young girl. “Whatever you just saw, please don’t tell anyone!”

“Mr. Prince…w-what are you?” She asked. Mr. Prince kept quiet, not staring at the young girl. The bell rang telling the students to start heading to homeroom, and Mu slowly walked towards her seat staring at her teacher.

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