#TIPS AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM ARE WELCOME

[gerardwaysmissingballsack]

lowkey forgot I can post whatever I want here is a draft of a song I'm working on im not sure how much I like it but we shall see

[spydr-scorps06]

Does anyone that knows about quadrobics and quad suits/fursuit making in general help me out?

I want to make a suit for show and species validation but also have it still be practical and sturdy and light.

I have no idea if that's possible at all :(

[mogwaisonmars]

artstyl tutorial PELAOSELELWPAPWLEWPLE PRETITIYNPELAAASEEE

ok so i created a mini run down of how i draw bodies and features but of course since ive never given a proper tutorial before if theres anything in this that I haven't clarified or if you want to know something else feel more than welcome to let me know!!

i feel like this art style is prone to change but here shows you how I tend to draw things at the moment  ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

i usually only use this style to draw kids or when doodling so im working on incorporating it into drawing adults and stuff too

[pathological-runaway]

moth stuff + valley elders

i was trying to figure out some things and here are my takeaways:

1. colouring random sketches you made out of sheer boredom is a bad idea because there are 47829182 weird things that you don't notice when it's a messy sketch on paper, but once it's cleaned up a little all the nonsense stares right into your soul. to be honest this sometimes happens when i do pay attention when sketching as well, so it's probably a skill issue, but still. not what i was about to figure out but still a valid conclusion

2. why do i give hair so much volume. like actually what the heck. it must be heavy

3. the way i draw hair in general makes very little sense. i should work on that. with references that aren't moth screenshots, preferably

4. drawing two identical faces is p a i n. especially when they're mirrored

5. the valley elders are like. SUPER triangular. i did try to smooth their features but they're still basically just two hyperactive triangles

6. i call them hyperactive triangles now apparently

7. most of my moths have the same face. which makes sense since moths aren't supposed to have any unique features but i still have to practice drawing different faces. samekh and their sharp features might be a good start

8. i'm slowly getting better at understanding how lighting works. which is cool. yey

[bonnibelleangelica]

Writing Things I Learnt the Hard Way #19

~Feedback Addition~

Not to brag, but I have a 90% return rate on my test readers. Almost everyone finishes the excerpt gave them and comes back with helpful feedback asking for more. I’m telling you this so you trust everything I’m about to say.

Here are the rooky mistakes I will never make again:

Sound confident. Stop apologising for forcing people to read your book, you sound like you already think it's not worth reading. Reading your work shouldn’t feel like a sacrifice, it should feel like an opportunity. (But don’t be too cocky. Gush instead.)

Best foot forward. No one wants to read the sloppy first draft that you’ve already admitted is full of mistakes and plotholes and half of it is probably going to get cut. Don’t waste people’s time.

Reading your entire book is a huge commitment, especially if you’re making it sound bad. Give 10 chapters at a time so people can have a taste before they commit to more. They’ll also be able to give more specific feedback and actually remember what happened.

10 Chapters. Not one page, not one chapter. Trust me, the harshest feedback I got was from the person I only gave one chapter to. When people have small sample sizes, they get nitpicky and impatient. They ask why everything didn’t get explained immediately and they’ll assume nothing makes sense. No one who has read my first 10 chapters has ever complained about the things that reader complained about because they got to see why I held back or why that one thing struck out so much.

ASK QUESTIONS. Do not DO NOT say “what did you think?” Normal people don’t analyse things, they dont know what to look out for and they don’t know how harsh to be. A lot of unguided readers will assume you want them to play editor and they’ll find typos and say something vague about pacing. NO! You want audience feedback. So think about what you’d like them to look out for, send them the questions with the 10 Chapters and you’ll get much more helpful replies.

Adding on to that, the questions give the reader direct permission to be harsh. “Was anything confusing?” Well, I wasn’t gonna say anything but...

How to do it properly:

Alpha readers are people that give you feedback before the book is done to see if you’re going in the right direction. This still needs to be edited and polished, but the rest of the book can be in the oven. Though I’d suggest having at least a vague idea of the over all story before you send it out. I sent my first 10 out when I reached chapter 20.

Beta readers are for when everything is done. Remember, you still don't give them the full manuscript–10 chapters at a time only, and make sure they know to be harsh and that they can drop out whenever they’d like. People who drop out are crucial for understanding where your book will fail to hold readers.

Remember, a harsh email is better than 100 bad reviews on Goodreads. This is your chance to cover your ass and patch holes.

Give some questions upfront so they know what to look out for and tailor them to each section. “Please note how often you cry in chapters 10-20.”

Then you give them new questions once they’re done and this pop quiz should be a surprise so they can’t study for it. “What is the Great Uprising? Where does magic come from? How does the class system work?” This isn’t supposed to test them (make that clear). It’s a reflection on you if readers have no idea how anything works. Sometimes, hearing someone’s interpretation of your work will highlight gaps or even give you ideas!

Question Ideas:

What did you like and why?

What didn’t you like and why?

Please note anytime you get bored or lose interest.

What kinds of things did you skip over? Eg, exposition, descriptions, internal ramblings

Was everything clear enough? Are you confused about anything so far?

Is anything unnecessary? What should I consider cutting/trimming?

Was anything unbelievable?

Were you uncomfortable with anything?

What do you think of the main character?

Can you tell the characters apart well enough?

At what point would you decide to buy (or not buy) this book?

Would you like the next section? If not, please let me know why.

Anyway, my new dystopian romance novel goes out to beta readers next month. If you’re interested, let me know!

[lustlessgrace]

euridyce held no fear

as she peered into orpheus’ eyes once more

a final time set in stone

all this disruption caused for nothing

forced to give up the love they’d been chasing

nothing but remorse for what had been done

swallowed whole by their hearts breaking

[canuck-sweets33]

Halloween WIPs!! 🎃 👻

The sketch is giving me a hard time so it'll be posted in early November (It'll be fun to extend spooky season a little longer lol)

I love how Rouge come out, I can't wait to finish the other one by the time the movie is released!

[bayonella]

So this is a messy sketch of what a half monstrous Carver would look like.Will probably clean it up when redrawing it since it is a whole bunch messy right now.One thing I did struggle with a lot was the eyes,both the regular and additional eyes were abit hard to draw.But other wise came out kinda ok.Was expecting more of a mess.Far from what I had in mind but it’s a start

What he looks like normally.Sometimes I’d forget to draw the horns but they are kinda interchangeable either way

[scream-cam]

dan and phil aka The Mumblers

a captioners worst nightmare

[vanhilla]

lucy my sweet angel

i wanted to draw her in the sun since she probably hasn't seen it in a while

all tips and constructive criticism welcome!!! i want to improve

[lacydaydream]

Soldier Boy x Reader

cw: porn with no plot, objectification, degregation, size kink (if you squint!), just Ben as a whole, and unprotected sex p in v (always wear protection!).

estelle yaps: okay, so this is my first piece of writting on here. yay! the soldier boy brainrot is so bad. if you have any requests or constructive criticism, my inbox is open!

word count: 569

“s’funny.” Ben grunts, his voice dangerously low next to your ear. His breath comes out in rough pants. His frame is pressed against your back, muscular chest pressing you into the wall.

His hands grip your hips, fingertips leaving bruises. He trusts into your weeping cunt, the tip of his cock hitting that perfect spot that always made you scream.

A yelp leaves your lips, legs shaking as your nails scratch down the wooden wall. Every movement he made was delicious. Even if you hated his guts, he was the best fuck of your life.

His cockiness wasn’t compensation for anything. He had size and skill. Just five minutes with him was enough to make you see stars. Every inch filled you to the brim, and he was a mean bastard, so he’d love to pull himself out nice and slow, only to slam back into you. Forcing you to feel every inch of him.

Ever since Butcher had brought him back to the motel you’d all been staying at, the two of you had been at each other’s throats. For the stupidest of things. Food left out of the fridge, the toilet seat up, or, in more recent cases, the idea of him being a douche bag.

“Swear ya hate me.” He tuts, slapping a hand down on your ass. Hard. “Yet, you always come for some cock, huh, pretty thing?”

All you can muster is a broken moan, the force of his trusts sending you into a whole new universe. Each thrust is rough, but god, you can feel every inch. Every ridge and vein as your greedy cunt welcomes him in.

Swears leaves his lips as he pounds into you from behind, finger tips leaving pretty marks. Faint shades of purple litter your skin in the shape of his hands. “Cock dumb little whore.”

His gaze drops down to where the two of you connect. His dick is covered in your slick, making his own mind feel floaty. You take every inch so perfectly. And he loves watching himself piston into you, only for your greedy cunt to suck him in every time.

Soldier Boy’s hand smacks your ass again, watching it jiggle. A grunt leaves his lips. The sinful noises falling from your lips only spur him on more.

His hand travels down from your hip, his rough hand moving to your tummy. Feeling himself inside you. An almost animalistic growl leaves his lips. His hand moves south, down to between your puffy folds. His skilled fingers find your clit easily. He coos softly as your hips stutter and you press back against him.

“Atta girl. You gonna gush that sweet pussy all over my cock? can feel her fluttering- squeezing me so tight.” His fingers rub tight circles against your clit, watching your ass jiggle each time his hips meet yours.

He feels you stutter against him, slumping forward against the wall. Your walls clamp down on his cock, squeezing him once more. With a long drawn out moan you release on his length, legs shaking under you.

“Good girl.” His praise is short lived as he roughly thrusts into you again, chasing his high. It only takes a few more thrusts into your squelching pussy before he’s shooting his load into you.

His pulls himself out, watching as his cum drips down your thighs. God, what a sight for sore eyes.

“Fuckin’ beautiful.”

[writersbloxx]

Intro Post

Hi everyone! I’m Writersbloxx. I write all sorts of things, mainly interested in creative fictional writing and getting back into poetry.

I love purple, writing, and cats. I'm 18 but any adult or triggering content will have a warning.

I post some of my original works along with writing tips and tricks!

Constructive criticism is always welcome and requests are open! 💜

Masterlist Under the Cut:

Writing Prompts:

Based on Personal Experience pt 1

Based on Personal Experience pt 2

Random Prompts pt 1

Random Prompts pt 2 (Fantasy)

Dialogue Prompts (Betrayal)

Dialogue Prompts (Romance)

Dialogue Prompts (Right Person Wrong Time)

Writing Tips:

Body Language (Angry)

Body Language (Happy)

Body Language (Nervous/Anxious)

Body Language (Aroused)

Body Language (Sad)

Body Language (Afraid)

Body Language (Disgusted/Sick)

Writing Grief

Building a Character 

Writing Fluffy/Flustered Love

Writing Unrequited Love

Physical Description

Backstory

Symbolism (warm colors)

Symbolism (cool colors)

Enjoying writing/Staying motivated

Dealing with writers block

Writing an explosion

Writing Paranoia

Grammar checks

Poetry/Prose Spelling Bee:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Original Works:

Home

The Glass

Other

An Omen

Passing the Time

Villanelle

Hitting Submit

Callosity     

Compunctious

Manifesting

Bêtise

Desiderium

Aubade

Sick

Deferred

Screaming

[iidesxreii]

Fire, meet Medicine - E. Buckley

╔ Pairing: Evan Buckley x Plus Size!Black!Doctor!Reader

☆ Word Count: 3.2k

☆ Category: Fluff (near the end)/SMUT! (18+ YOU HAVE BEEN FOREWARNED)

☆ Summary: You find yourself at a halloween party with one particular person fighting to get your attention. And when he does, all hell breaks loose.

☆ Content: First meet, makeout, SMUT!!!!

╚ A/N: Since my first fic did so well (in my opinion) I guess I'm gonna keep going with posting my drafts. I have about 4 drafts that can be tied into this so I'm going to call this a series and just go through with posting these on Wednesdays. I'll post regular fics on Saturdays instead. This is written with a plus size, black female character in mind. I don't see a lot of Black!reader fics let alone PlusSize!reader fics so I decided to make one for myself as it is my ethnicity. At some point it will be VERY known, but hopefully it doesn't bother any of you! ALSO!! I know my smut scenes suck, I'm trying and working on them to get better. If you have ANY tips, and I mean ANY, please send them in or message me about it so I can get better. Literally anything to make my fics better helps.

As always, even if you hate it, let me know. constructive criticism is always welcome when it comes to my writing.

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You check your outfit over once more before turning in the mirror and making sure your modesty is still intact. It was halloween and you were finishing up your outfit. Which consisted of a small green dress, some wings you found last minute and a whole lot of glitter. You flattened out your dress before grabbing the clutch you had packed before you started getting ready. It had all of the normal necessities. A card holder, keys, lip gloss, makeup wipe, compact mirror, a stain remover stick and a miniature deodorant. You grabbed your phone off the charger and checked the time. The party you were attending was across town and had started at 10. You on the other hand hadn’t gotten off your shift until 11 and rushed to get ready as quickly as possible. You knew the party wasn’t going to end soon since it was an LA party, but you still wanted some time to mingle about. 

You make your way down the stairs of your loft and into your living room area to check on your dog. Cerberus was fully capable of protecting the apartment while you were gone, but you always made sure to check on him before leaving. Your heels click against the hardwood as you walk over to your dog and rub your hand against his head. He makes a little sound which has you poking your bottom lip out. You almost cave in and say fuck the halloween party. You could have your own. You, Cerberus and a bucket of candy from the store. You sigh and shake your head before heading into the kitchen. You check his automatic bowls before peeking back at him in his bed. You blink a few times before making your way to the door and heading out, locking the door behind you.

You put in for a rideshare and make your way down to the lobby. The rideshare app dinged and you were donned with a wait time of 3 minutes. You shuffled a bit as you felt the eyes of your doorman on you. Connor was nice, you spoke to him every once in a while but not like you spoke to Fredrick. Frederick was your favorite, he treated you like his own daughter. Asking about your residence at the hospital and making sure you were taking care of yourself. You spoke to him every morning and you were sure you wouldn’t miss another chat tomorrow morning. Maybe you’d bring him a coffee. Before long your phone is pinging and letting you know your ride was outside. You make your way outside and get into the car. Immediately your trek starts and you’re on your way.

You walk into the house of your friend who was hosting the party and sca around for her. You wanted to say hi before heading anywhere else. The minute you walked through the door boys looked your way. Some approached but others just watched, you could feel their eyes digging into you. Before long you find your friend and give a hug before thanking her for the invite.

“You look so good! I’m so glad you could make it. Hopefully residency isn’t so bad?” Your friend, Emara, gave you a hug before looking you over once. Emara was your dorm mate in med school. You guys clicked almost immediately and clicked even better when she found out you were 2 years younger than the preconceived notion she had placed on you. She wasn’t aware she was bunking with a ‘literal genius’. Her words, not yours.

“It’s just as I expected! How is yours?” You look over her costume and smile. She was of course dressed as a sexy nurse. She was waiting for residency before she pulled out all the stops. She was waiting for the chance to actually drop the bomb that she was a doctor.

“Calmer than North Med! Enjoy the party and the hotties! We’ll have to catch up later on!” She turns and heads off into a crowd with a handful of shots in her hands. You turn towards the makeshift bar and pour yourself something to drink. You turn around and lean on it before noticing the lovely, and very hot, man dressed as Robin. He had his eyes on you, and you were attempting to ignore him. You turn away from him and make your way deeper into the crowd and away from his eyes. A good 15 minutes later you find yourself talking to a girl that was also a student at your med school. Though you had never formally met her, you were excited to talk to her. You had also managed to avoid the blonde haired boy pretty nicely. Ever since the encounter 15 minutes ago he’s been trying to get to you, but you wanted to play the long game first. 

You hadn’t let yourself experience a relationship in a while seeing as you were always busy with schooling, then med school came around, and then residency. You had no time for a relationship back then, or right now. But you could have fun in the meantime. You turned to the girl and said you were going to grab a drink and heeded off towards the counter. You stopped to grab another drink and managed to slip away to the backyard as you noticed the guy coming your way. You stayed hidden from him for a while before you caught him coming at me from a little ways away. You tried to hold back a smile before turning to him as he approached you. He stopped right next to you and made no effort to speak to you just yet. You sipped your drink and checked the time on your phone that you had pulled out of your clutch when you were getting that other girl’s number. 1:38. It wasn’t like you had work tomorrow, but you still wanted to be in bed by a certain time. 

“Are you playing a game with me?” The guy turned to you ever so slightly and you giggled into the cup that was at your lips. You peeked at him for a second before taking another sip of your drink and turning to him fully.

“It’s my first night out in like a couple months. I just wanted to have a little fun is all.” He drank the rest of his drink and he sat it down somewhere. He turned back to you and asked a question. 

“And why did you choose me to play it with?” You looked up into his eyes. He was taller than you expected and you kinda liked that. He had a birthmark above his eye, he smelled like alcohol and it was mixing with something so good. You couldn’t explain it. It smelled like something You needed in your apartment all the time. If you were being honest, you wanted him in your apartment all the time. The things you’d do if you had his scent near you all the time. Wait…no. 

“I dunno. You were cute. And you caught my eye.” He shook his head and let out a low chuckle. It riveted into your brain and straight through you. It was hot, fuck that, it was sexy. You loved the sound. And you wanted to hear it again and again and again.

“Ah. Cat and mouse. Which one am I?” You let out a giggle and shook your head. He had a point. But you weren’t sure which one he was. You bit your lip and scanned his body, you didn’t know if this was the alcohol talking or if you genuinely thought this, but why were you running from someone as sexy as him? Instead of running you should’ve been getting your payback for the last few months. You were in desperate need and you had finally found something that appealed to you as much as your vibrator did. 

“What’s your name?” was what came out of your mouth. You watched confusion pass by his face before his answer slipped out of his mouth with a quickness. 

“Buck.” You raised your eyebrows at that answer. Who names their kid Buck? But like he read your mind he continues. “It’s a nickname. I-it’s my last name. Evan Buckley…hence the Buck…” You shook your head and smiled as you extended your hand. You think it was the alcohol hitting. Whatever you mixed in those few cups were coming back to bite you in the ass.

“(Y/N), nice to meet you Buck…but I have a proposition.” He made a face and you assumed he was listening. You placed both hands onto his shoulder, and leaned up to his ear. You were close enough to whisper but not to get lip gloss on it. “I’m not going to lie, this could definitely be the alcohol talking but, I’ve never met someone who appealed to me as much as my vibrator did. And I’d kill to have her right now. So instead, how about we get one more cup of whatever it is they have in that kitchen, get shit faced and make our way to the bathroom. That way, I get what I've been needing for 9 months, and you can learn my last name.” You leaned back onto your feet and winked at him. He easily grabbed your hand and beelined his way to the kitchen area. You both grabbed a cup each, and downed it in that same second. Then you made a direct line for a bathroom. You both make it to a bathroom and the minute the door closes your back is pressed against the door with his hands running all over your body. His hands felt so good running over your body, everything felt surreal. This is exactly what you needed in your life. Or at least right now at this moment. 

He pulled away for a second and instead went into your neck. Sucking, licking, soft kisses, all of it was pushing you to the edge. His hands found your ass and gripped it tightly, which made you moan. In turn, you rake your hands down his back and he almost growls in your ear. He pulled away from your neck and quickly lifted you onto the bathroom counter. The feeling of the cold counter threw you off for a second making you gasp and arch your back. He took this as an opening and pushed his way in between your legs. He began rubbing your thigh with one hand and dipped his head back to meet your lips in a kiss. You felt him grind against you and your eyes almost rolled out of your head. There was a knock at the door and you both ignored it. You wanted this. You needed this. Nobody could stop you from going through with this right now. Then there was another knock. And another and another and another. It was constant at this point, and you knew it was only going to get worse. You pushed him back a bit before checking your phone. 2:10.

“Do you want to get out of here?”

By 2:27 Buck has you pushed up against his door and is trying to unlock it to no avail. You release him and he grumbles as you step to the side to allow him to unlock the door properly. You were sure that if he didn’t get the door unlocked he was going to have you in any way in the hallway of his apartment building. The lock clicks smoothly and Buck opens the door before bringing you in. Before you can get a look around you’re tugged into him and he’s picking you up with ease. Before you know it you’re being tossed onto a bed.

“Are you sure about this?” Buck is standing over you and your mind is anywhere but vanilla. You watch as he takes his shirt off and you almost pass out from how good he looks. Instead of marveling like you want to, you find his eyes again and smile.

“Thinking I’m going to change my mind Buckley?” You’re perched up on your elbows and Buck is eyeing you up from head to toe. You watch as his eyes darken and his pupils dilate before they find yours.

“I’m all about consent.” His smile is shit eating and you almost find it funny. He leans down and places both hands on the bottom of the bed. He’s leaned over almost primal looking. He’s cute, what else can he do?

“That’s hot.” you mean it towards him, but the consensual part is just as hot. You bite your bottom lip and motion for him to come to you. He crawls up the bed and you find it in you to take off the dress you’re wearing. As the dress passes your eyes you find Buck sitting back on his ankles undoing your heels. He takes one off, and then moves to the other. Your heels are soon discarded along with your dress and wings. His pants soon find a home on the floor with your costume and you both are back to kissing. His kisses trail down the valley of your breast, over your belly button and to the top of your underwear. He looks at you before watching for any type of wavering. When you nod he drags your underwear down and is faced with your soaking cunt. He all but groans as he licks a tender stirpe up your center. You shudder and reach for his hair. As you come in contact with his locks he dives into you licking recklessly. Sucking, licking, hot breaths passing your sensitive bud. Everything feels much better than you could’ve imagined. He hums something and your back arches. Your breathless moans push him over the edge and he finds every way to get you to react like that again. You feel the bud in your stomach growing and your grip on his hair gets tighter. He flattens his tongue against you and you immediately find release. 

He doesn’t let go though, he moves and inserts two fingers into you making your legs wrap tightly around his head. He takes this as something you liked and continues digging into you. He takes his time exploring the inside of you and your moans become a mix of heavy breaths and incoherent words. He finds that ever loving squishy spot and picks up his pace. Buck watches as you fight the inevitable, taking pride in the fact that he’s doing so well you think you have to hide anything that falls out of that pretty mouth of yours. You, on the other hand, have to stop the string of curses that threaten to fly out of your mouth. Buck finds your bud once more and expertly licks at it with his tongue. He starts slow, picks up space and then slows it down again. You arch your back and pull him into you more as you find release against his face once more. Your legs begin shaking and you’re reluctant to let go of his hair. He pulls your hand from his head and kisses the back of your hand.

He lifts his head from you and pulls his fingers out, licking them clean. A devious smile on his face as he moves up to find your lips. He captures them in a kiss and you immediately taste yourself on his lips. You didn’t know what about it had turned you on, but it made another pool between your legs. Buck pulls back with your bottom lip between his teeth and tugs on it just a bit. 

“Can you give me one more? You’re shaking and holding on pretty tight.” You nod your head and Buck bites his bottom lip before kissing you once more and heading back down. His fingers find that spot inside of you again and this time you hold nothing back. You let out every moan and whimper that graces your lips. It turns Buck on more as he finds your bud and licks at it relentlessly. From how good it felt you find yourself grinding into his face for more pressure. Buck tries to find release from his bed. He grinds his own hips into the bed as you moan from how good he’s making you feel. Your hips become sloppy and Buck knows you’re about to reach another release so he takes his free arm and wraps it around your hips. He locks you to the bed and continues his assault on your cunt. Within moments your moans become breathless gasps and Buck sits up to watch your face fully. Your eyes roll back and you cum but he doesn’t let up on his fingers and you find yourself squirting onto his chest. Buck in awe, cums in his underwear at the sight of you.

“Oh my god! I’m so sor-” you begin to panic. You had never experienced that in the many years you had been sexually active. No guy, or girl during your small phase, had ever made you feel like that. Buck immediately closes his eyes and you wish the bed would swallow you whole.

“No. No no no. Do not be sorry.” Buck gets off the bed and heads into the bathroom with a slight jog. You hear water running and then in seconds he’s back out and leaning over your trembling legs. “That was the hottest thing ever, oh my god.” His reassurance calms you almost immediately and you find it comforting that he wasn’t mad about it. He wipes at your legs and your core before making sure he’s got everything with another swipe of the towel. He immediately heads over to the dresser and digs into one of the drawers. He grabs a navy blue shirt and turns to head down the stairs. He comes back up and is holding sheets in his hand. You notice the wet spot, courtesy of you and a blush finds its way onto your cheeks. You grab the comforter and wrap yourself in it as Buck changes the sheets as fast as possible, then he turns to you with the shirt in hand and holds it out to you.

“I’m gonna go shower. Do you want to stay or do you want me to call an uber?” His voice is softer as you make your way back into the bed. He follows suit and places himself on the edge of the bed and his hand finds a place on your ankle. He’s rubbing soothing circles into it while your leg jerks ever so slightly.

“W-whatever you want…” You whisper it and Buck’s eyebrows crease. You had never been asked if you wanted to stay, let alone given something to sleep in. Buck smiles and his hand finds its way to your thigh and he pats it softly. He hands you the shirt before standing and heading towards the bathroom.

“It’s way too early to be kicking you out. I’ll drive you home tomorrow.” and with that he’s in the bathroom. You hear the shower turn on and then slight humming. You place the shirt over your head before fixing the duvet over the entire bed and lying down. Before long his pillow lulls you to sleep.

[chexxycheol]

Chapter 5. Rough Wind Lingers || 13 Forget-Me-Nots

❀ Seventeen x Reader

title 13 Forget-Me-Nots or 13 Eternal Loves

synopsis You couldn't wait for your 20th birthday to finally reveal the one person you'd spend the rest of your life with. Well the 13 people you'd spend the rest of your life with. Or that story where reader has 13 soulmates, who happen to be idol group seventeen

genre Fluff, Angst, Romance

tags Soulmate!au, Idol! seventeen x Non-idol! reader, OT13 x Reader, Seventeen x Reader.

warnings Anxiety, Mature language, Inconsistent upload schedule, Reader is gender neutral but sometimes certain depictions lean feminine.

⚘ author i genuinely do not understand why this chapter was a pain for me to write but i got something out of it. constructive criticism is welcomed and my asks are open for feedback!

this story is a work of fiction and should be separated from reality. thank you and enjoy!

—chery

wc 1.3k

《 previous || masterlist || next chapter 》

The concert had long ended and you now sat in your hotel room staring at your phone with Mingyu’s contact open. You skipped going out with everyone after the concert, saying you were still jet-lagged and exhausted from the concert.

Felix’s sisters knew it was a lie but didn’t want to push you on the issue, you’d come to them when you were ready. They did notice your mood change when you came back to your seat, to an outsider they would’ve said you looked fine but his sisters knew something happened in time you were gone and it was something to do with the three men who sat next to you because they never came back.

You put on a sweatshirt to cover your soul mark, having already seen the three flowers now showing a beautiful soft blue color. You wanted nothing more than to meet the rest of your soulmates but the thought of it seemed overwhelming, meeting thirteen people all at once. You couldn’t imagine the chaos they all brought to the table.

Then came the inevitable questions lingering in the back of your head.

Did they expect you to move to Korea and live with them as a full-time student? You had thought about this and knew you couldn’t and wouldn’t move until you finished. This decision would hurt both parties but you couldn’t see yourself moving to Korea so soon to be with them, but you wanted to finish school before taking a big step like that.

Fortunately, you only had one more year of school before graduating.

Did they work out having to share one soulmate? You thought of it but never really sat down and thought about it in depth.

What if they don’t want to be soulmates after telling them you want to finish school first and then come to Korea? 

All these overwhelming thoughts had your head spinning, giving you a migraine.

Woozi’s head was pounding, from the moment they stepped into the house the members bombarded them asking questions. They wanted to know everything about you, all of them not taking into consideration what had happened and how the three of them felt.

“What happened?”

“Why didn’t you text us immediately?”

“Are they nice?” 

“Did they want to meet us?”

“Are they accepting of us?”

“Do they know us?”

Woozi couldn’t take it anymore and he snapped. The events of the day all caught up to him, he was coming down from whatever adrenaline rush he was on and everyone bombarding them once they stepped through the doors, was his tipping point.

“EVERYONE SHUT UP!” Woozi shouted, and the room quieted immediately. They all backed off and looked at him, noticing the exhausted looks on their faces.

“We all need to go to the living area and talk about this, we will tell you the story from start to finish but please back up and give us space to breathe. The last thing we wanted was to be bombarded even though we knew it would happen” Woozi was overwhelmed, they knew it from the way he snapped at them.

“I think I’m going to go to my room” Mingyu announced and left before anyone could protest. His emotions were on a high and he just wanted to be alone, he wanted to sit in silence so he could hear his phone ring when you would inevitably call him. He needed to collect his thoughts on you.

He wanted to hold you, to love and cherish you after waiting so long. You were right in front of him and yet you were still far away from him. He wanted to beg on his knees for you not to leave, to come back with them to the house so you could all meet and figure out everything but he had to put himself in your shoes. He had to think about how this could all be feeling to you. 

“He needs to be alone for now, we’ll check on him once we're done talking” Joshua said staring at Mingyu’s room door, he knew the younger was going through a range of emotions with how the day went. A day nobody could have predicted could happen.

“To answer some questions. We didn’t text you all immediately because we didn’t need everyone turning up to the concert, they’re the sweetest person, and they do eventually want to meet us all but they’ll come to us when they’re ready, yes they’re accepting of having thirteen soulmates and no they don’t know who we are” Joshua looked at Woozi to back him up but he just went straight into telling the story of tonight, not sparring any details.

“So they have no idea who we are? But they’re friends with Stray Kids?” Dino asked with an incredulous look spreading across his face. Other members had the same look on their faces, not wanting to be skeptical of their soulmate but it didn’t sound right in their minds.

“Look when they reach out to us to talk then we can meet and ask all our questions, they have Mingyu’s number and will reach out to him when they’re ready to meet. We need to respect that, we will move at their pace” Seungcheol pointed out, quickly shutting down any more skepticism. They hadn’t met them yet they were making assumptions.

“This conversation is being put on the back burner for now, we need to stop making assumptions about someone we haven’t met, let alone the someone being our soulmate. We need to keep living our lives, we all have a job to do and we need to focus on that for now until they reach out” Seungcheol used his leader voice to finalize the conversation.

Mingyu was on the verge of falling asleep until he heard his door open, he saw it was his roommate Wonwoo. He knew the elder wouldn’t push him to talk and he was grateful for that but he had to get his thoughts out to someone, so he got up to go find Minghao.

He found him in his shared room with Jeonghan, the two paused their conversation to turn their full attention towards him.

“Do you want to talk?” Jeonghan asked, he knew everyone came to him with their problems and he probably came for Minghao but he still figured he’d ask. 

“Yes” The simple reply and then he started spilling his emotions, his raw thoughts of the day. 

He talked about how it feels like mental torture to be the one expecting your phone call, Changbin’s comment from the gym a few days ago, how he wanted to hold you, how he wanted to beg on his knees for you to not leave them, how he wanted you.

By the end of his rant he was sobbing, Minghao held him while he cried. This whole day has affected the three who met you emotionally. But Mingyu felt like he was going through hell.

It took a while and a lot of reassurance, but Mingyu calmed down and decided to leave the two alone so they could rest. Now, he walked around the quiet house, thinking about how everything was about to change for everyone.

He found himself outside on the front porch sitting on the small bench, he placed his phone next to him. The hope you would call him was still there along with the thoughts of you but he knew you wouldn’t call him so soon.

As he looked at the scenery in front of him he heard his phone ring. He grabbed his phone quickly seeing it was an unknown number on his screen he answered it hesitantly, hoping it was you and not a stalker or fan.

“Hello?” He was shaking holding the phone to his ear. He wanted to hear your voice.

“Mingyu? It’s Y/N”

[ohmiina]

some doodles of the main 3 (they’re main 3 in my head at least) any tips/constructive criticism are welcome! i just got an ipad and upgraded to procreate so i’m still getting the hang of it.

[lustlessgrace]

sitting alone in the waiting room

feeling lost, bracing for the news

my body’s collapsing

it’s more then a fracture

it hurts to breathe.

it hurts to move.

looking at it another way is like bandaging a bruise

so i’ll ask them to cut me open

and have it removed

but yet they still tell me

it may not be the best move

so do i sit there in silence

or let catastrophe reign

it might just have been easier

if i died that day