#i want to Write but i won't have much time tomorrow so editing and having something to publish is better

[reploidbuddy]

I wrote for the first time in so long and it was so freeing holy feck

[samuelroukin]

day plans on 4 hours of sleep

edit this chapter ✔️ (a little bit)

buy a gift for my mom (garden center.) ✔️

do NOT buy a plant for myself ✔️

edit this chapter ✔️

errands (forgot to buy toothpaste yesterday ✔️

edit this fucking chapter ✔️

maybe nap 😴

showerrrr ✔️

edit this chapter

write the next chapter at least a little bit

[merlinfromberlin]

I really was so naive as to believe that Make You Feel Alright chapter 5 would be no longer than maybe 3.5k at the best. And then they just kept talking and now it will be somewhere closer to 5k. ;-;

[missust3l3vision]

In honor of me getting a new camera (pictured at the bottom of the fic) I have decided to write this :)

Picture Perfect

Description: Joost loved taking photos of you. It was his small way of keeping you there with him at all times.

"If you have that camera in my face I'll kill you," Y/n groaned with her face smushed against her pillow

He did in fact have his digital camera pointed directly at her as he silently cooed. She was so pretty when she slept, he just wanted to take a small photo. Flash off he told himself.

"Joost Klein I swear to god." He finally backed away. Drooping dramatically as he did so. Throwing a tiny fit was normal for him.

Maybe he could slip it into a music video, he loved having flashing pictures of Y/n in the real romantic ones.

He had begged her to be in his videos but she had rejected his offer everytime, much to his dissapointment. He had joked early in your relationship about having you in bikinis or nothing but a tie but thats all that was a joke.

"All I want to do is remember this moment!" He explained exacerbated. "You are so cute drooling and you won't even let me have this." He says like he's reciting a Shakespearean monologue.

"Mhhhmhmmm" Y/n responded rolling her head and planting it securely into her pillow. A tiny smile being hidden as she did.

It was only seven am and she already knew that he was going to be goofy all day.Usually she loved this, but not when he woke her up for it.

Sitting next to her in nothing but his boxers he waited for a chance. Finally scooping her up into his arms he rolled her over.

Her hair was sprawled out on the pillow under her, the morning sun making her look sun kissed. And her eyes stayed shut.

Bringing the camera up near his head he angled it perfectly. Getting all her hair into the frame while still being relatively close.

Then came the click and flash. Your eyes snapping open once again. Being met with a guiltily smiling Joost.

He checked the screen of the digital camera too fast to actually look at it before leaning down and kissing Y/ns frowning lips.

"Youre lucky you have a show tomorrow, otherwise you'd need to go on tour in a bodybag." Him letting out a chuckle as he pushed some of the hair back and out of her face.

"You look gorgeous liefde, as pretty as the day I met you." It took a lot to not roll your eyes.

He wanted to say more. Go on about how every photo they share is just more of a reminder of their love for him.

Or how each photo he has developed is kept in a place important to him so that you are always with him, but instead he bit his tongue and watched you with loving eyes.

Turning off the flash for real this time he snapped another photo. Y/n sleepily smiling at the camera, holding his hand in hers.

Y/n completely forgot about the photo until a few months later when Joost was editing the album cover of his newest album. She had placed a plate of dinner next to him and caught a glance at the screen.

"Why that photo?" She asked standing next to him "My hair is a total mess."

Joost hums not looking away from the screen. Clicking save and closed the app on his computer.

"I just like it." Later when the album was officially dropped you saw the final edit of the picture. You were completely untouched except for one thing. A small band had been air brushed onto your finger as well as the text in the corner.

"Y/n Klein, Ik Wil Je"

@xoxoxyra

[flamingpudding]

Fictober23 Prompt: 21 - "Just in case this doesn't work."

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: T

Warnings: -

A/N: Inspired by this Post about Danny bullshiting his way by saying he is Tims future kid. Also once again posting this early, cause I need to destress tomorrow and not worry about writing or work or anything.

Edit: Thanks to @kisatamao in the comments I found the post again that inspired this and linked it!

"Chronus"

"Nowadays I go by Clockwork."

"Fine, Clockwork then."

"John Constantine."

The Ancient of Time and Justice League Dark members stared at each other blankly. Until the ruler of time smiled and Constantine sighed. "How is the time baby doing?"

"Very well. Your timeline is safe. There was an incident that could have possibly splittend the timeline again and in a way it did but the destruction timeline was once more prevented, by the child himself like I hoped for. Three times now."

Constantine grunted, lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag. "You know if Bats or any of his kids ever learn about this I will be the one to take the burn right?"

Clockwork only smiled a knowing smile and Constantine paled. "When?"

"Where is the fun if you knew. The little Drake has been quite unpredictable and entertaining." The Ancient mused floating around the room and Constantine's eyes narrowed.

"There won't be a paradox?"

Clockworks tilted his head with a mischievous smile on his face. "Well the timeline in which he was born no longer exists and his father of this time line has ceased his efforts in cloning. He never even got to the point of trying to combine his own DNA with the one he so desperately wanted to clone."

"I feel like I am hearing secrets I definitely do not want to know. Just tell me if this timeline is safe or not now."

"It is safe. Your timeline has now a true Ancient of Balance in the making and just in case this doesn't work, I have anchored Daniel's existence in this timeline with several means one of which was his own time clone created from a split of destruction line."

Constantine's eyes twitched. "For all of our sakes I hope Bats never finds out about this. If he ever learns that I replaced a still born with a grandson of his from a different destruction timeline… You know what, I am not nearly drunk enough for any of this mate!"

Clockwork chuckled, his eyes glinting with unhidden amusement. "Well John Constantine, would you like a word of advice?"

The JLD member took another long drag of his cigarette before flicking the butt of it somewhere to the side. "No riddle."

"When 17 turns to 4 it is not the grandfathers, you should fear."

"I said no riddles!" Constantine huffed as clockwork disappeared from his side. He brushed his hair with one hand, glaring at the spot where the Ancient of Time had been. He should have never agreed to help that damned being 15 years ago, having been somewhat of a beginner then John did not realize what kind of deal he had agreed on.

Now he wasn't sure if he should be relieved or fearful of the consequences. Especially now that he had worked with the Bat Family a couple of times already.

Exactly one year later Constantine decided he was fucking fearful!

Unknown to the Brite a lot of things can happen in three years. Like Parents turning on their child after accidentally learning about a truth. A teenager that was already hurt trying to salvage whatever peace he could.

—--

"Mom! Dad! I swear it's still me, Danny!"

"Give me back my baby boy you monster!"

—--

A governmental organisation committing mass genocide on an interdimensional species.

—--

"Ember, get out of here! Now!"

"Baby Pop! What about the others?!"

"Dan already released them! Get out of here! I will hold them off and keep them busy!"

—----

The interdimensional species try to convince said teenager fighting for them to forgo humanity.

—--

"Welp, this can't go on. No hunt is worth this much."

"Give it up already. The humans made their decision."

"They broke too many rules, it is time they suffer the consequences."

—--

A heavy conflicted ending with the teenager receding into its core and getting picked up by one of his papa from a different timeline.

—--

"What kind of crystal is that? It radiates a pretty strange but familiar energy."

"I wanna see! I wanna see!"

"If it's not dangerous, why not keep it?"

"It looks like there are snowflakes in it."

—--

The kid then reformed out of his core in his ghost age instead of human age with a green note appearing on his forehead. Said note confusing the kids papa making him contact the kids dad.

—--

"Tim you won't believe this…"

"Kon you sound weird, what is going on?"

"Remember that shiny crystal I picked up at the end of our last case?"

"The one with the snowflakes in it, yes."

"I think I just became a dad."

"WHAT?!"

—--

Which then led to the dad overanalyzing the note while the kid insisted that a certain ghost was involved. The child's grandparents then getting tipped off through the grandchild of the Ancient Constantine still curses in his mind.

—--

"So Pandora mentioned something to me."

"Hn."

"Have you tried asking Constantine about it? He is apparently in contact with a being that likes to write cryptic messages on green notes, or that's what Pandora told me at least."

"..."

"And your new grandchild came with such a note right?"

—--

And now John Constantine was fearing for his life, because Batman had tried to contact him several times now. Several times Constantine had found reasons to ignore. Only for the Bat to come knocking on his door -well more like rudely kicking it down- with fucking Super too! He was cursing up a storm internally and thinking of how best he could get out of whatever had crawled up the two hero's asses when right behind the two hero's stood another set of hero's he did not want to face especially when he noticed one of them holding a four years old toddler in his arms.

"Chronus you fucking asshole!" The Brite muttered to himself as the four hero's plus time baby stood before him demanding answers.

That was when the toddler piped up, eyes glowing a bright green. "So Clockwork does have something to do with this! I knew it!"

"Danny, sweetheart not now. You can tell us you were right after we figured out what timeline you are from and if we need to send you back or can keep you." Red Robin calmed the now pouting toddler Super Boy was holding and petting with a small chuckle. While Batman and Superman turned on Constantine.

[shotmrmiller]

Purely self indulgent ask cause im tipsy., but how would the 141 deal with a partner that was just tipsy enough to be giggly and sleepy?? I can def see JOhnny matching energy and making them laugh and matching energy, Gazx being also matching energy but aslo giving them water and soft, Price and Ghost i see as a mix of very amused and very "ok lovie, time to go to bed" and tucking them in. Anyway, thank you for writing your fics and drabbles i check your blog every day after work <3 Your underground fighter au! is my absolule fave, but babysitter is also soooo good too. sorry for my typos im sure are making this hard to read lol.

soap has drunk as much as you and isn't nowhere near pissed as but he finds it cute and doesn't police how much you drink but will eventually just hide the bottle like there's no more hen time for bed :)

kyle's watching you have a good time and def indulges you in every little thing. doesn't matter if your cackling at a picture of clifford the big red dog on x, he's chuckling with you. want chinese he knows you won't eat? already on the phone. yes, you can sing him a song. also drink your water.

john's a heavy ass drinker. sips on scotch all day if he can. smokes heavy too. def tells you to slow down and drink some water unless you wanna end up with a hangover tomorrow. he lets you smother his face with drunken kisses in front of everyone. doesn't gaf. if you're happy he's happy.

simon doesn't let you drink certain things. doesn't drink if yall are out in public either. someone's gotta keep you safe. he'll have a pint at most. but when yall come home post date, he breaks out his favorite kentucky and has you sit on your lap. watches the way you talk with your hands while slurring out a story he cannot understand but it's important he hears it so he's not interrupting you. water. tylenol.

edit: stfu not every day after work! i love you! 😭 i'm sorry i've been mia but i got something in the works that started as asshole simon that turned into he's fucking rude but also kinda slick with it so ig i'll let him in my pants and at least reader isn't a complete doormat just sorta kinda otherwise it'd be just kidnapping lmfao like unhand me sir!

[lovely-writes-alot]

There's this story story compition that I'm planning on entering and I jsut finished writing it (editing with happen tomorrow lol) but I'm pretty sure there's several people who will want to read it so I shall gift it upon you all

I will have to cut out a good chunk of it cause it's like 450 words over the limit 😅

Unlike humans, I wasn't made from two people who love each other. I was made from clay, and was born in a kiln.

I don't remember being shaped, nor the process of coming into this world. I had no choice but to exist.

Humans, nor gods for that matter, tell you how hard existing is. I still can't really wrap my head around how much learning you have to do. Walking, Talking, Cooking, Cleaning. No wonder they get so exhausted.

Humans do have a significant advantage. They get to do more than just exist. They get to live. They don't realise how lucky they are to be able to do things so easily, feel emotions, just experience it all the way only a human can.

For the thousands of years I've existed I have longed for that, and I finally got my chance.

My creator, a god called Sanut, ushers me out the back door of him temple, continuous glancing behind him.

"Okay, dear. I'm going to busy for…. most of the day. Just come back when the sun starts setting. And just get out of view from the windows." He quickly turned to head back inside.

"What if I get lost?" I asked, my tone just as plain and monotone as normal.

"I'm a god, dear. I'll find you." I couldn't really argue with that, so I let him enter the temple again, before turning.

I wondered a little, trying to get used to the feeling of grass. It was a interesting texture. Spiky, but in a good way. I hoped it won't stain the white clay that I was made of.

The back part of the temple was in its own shadow at this point of the day, making it slightly cold. I didn't know shadows could do that.

Everything out here intrigued me. Whilst Sanut's temple was pretty, it couldn't compare to nature looked.

I continued to walk around the shadowed area, just taken all of it's beauty, and touching everything.

I'm surprised by how nice the bumps and unevenness of trees, rocks, and dirt felt. The way humans acted made me think the feeling would be unpleasant.

For the first time, I felt my curiosity override my need to keep myself safe, letting myself run my fingers across everything I could without worrying if my fingers would snap off.

I enjoyed my exploration for a while longer, before the bush rustles.

I completely froze. "Hello?" I call.

More rustling.

I stood there for a moment, not sure if I should run or investigate. Was rustling a good thing?

It rustled some more, the sound growing as whatever was in there came closer.

Whilst the rational part of me was screaming it run, I crept closer, trying to get a peek inside the bush.

Before I could get a good look inside, the creature walked out. It was a small, fluffy, rodent.

I stared for a moment, admiring it slightly, a strange feeling washing over me. It stared back, jsut for a second, before running off.

"Wait!" The words slipped from my mouth before I realised, and my legs started chasing it before my brain could catch up.

I trailed behind it for a while, weaving my way through the trees. I didn't know that the forest here was so dense.

I eventually came to a stop, letting the rodent run out of my sight.

I had stumbled across someone. A young girl, no older then 19, sitting in the middle of a ring of trees with a pile of flowers sat in front of her as she twisted them together.

I must've been staring for a while, as she eventually glanced up at me. "Are you going to continue staring or do you want to join?" She asked, her tone slightly teasing.

I imagined if I wasn't made of clay, I would've blush, but I welcomed the offer, and sat down next to her.

She had a small smile on her face, she happily continued weaving the flowers together as she hummed a soft tune under her breath. It was a beautiful melody, sometime I hadn't heard yet.

"What are you humming?" I asked.

"The night we met, by Lord Huron. It's one of my favorites."

I nodded. "Can't say I've heard of it."

The girls jaw dropped. "Do you live under a rock?!"

"Uh- no, I live in a temple-"

She chuckled. "I know that, silly."

"Oh."

Her gazed shifting following mine to the flowers. "Would you like to learn?" She asked.

"Learn what?"

"How to make a flower crown." She held hers round her head.

I nodded, quickly, hoping my neck wouldn't crack.

She moved closer grabbed a few flowers.

We stayed there, for most of the day. We make several crowns, we talked, we laughed, and it made me feel different. A nice different.

I learnt her name was Charlotte, and when she learnt that I didn't have a name, she demanded we fixed that. We decided on Delilah.

It wasn't until the sun set that we had to part ways, for now at least, but despite being alone once more, I felt like I had changed during that day, like somthing in me was unlocked.

***

We continued to meet up in the forest almost everyday, especially as Sanut's business increased.

Charlotte taught me a range of activities. Some went well, like drawing and acting, others, like swimming, weren't made for my body.

I started to grow fond of her, her presence becoming something that was intertwine in my life. Being around her, and experiencing this joy was something that was exhilarating. It was the only time I wished I could smile properly.

It was almost perfect, until it wasn't.

I started to notice that Charlotte's presence started to slow, only slowly, until it suddenly stopped completely.

The first time I was confused. she wouldn't just leave me like that, right?

I spent that entire day looking for her. I'm not really sure why I thought I would find her.

I felt a new emotion when I saw the sun setting. I started questioning why she hadn't shown. Was she sick? Was she busy? Did I upset her? Would she come back? All the thoughts swam around my head like a school of fish.

The next day, I went to look again. Still no sign of Charlotte.

The new feeling from yesterday came up even stronger, but instead of looking, I sat down, hoping that maybe she was just running late.

The same questions as before whirled around me, and other emotion started to build up. Anger.

I had seen anger before. Sanut had shown me anger before, but I didn't realise how much the anger came from the feeling I was feeling before.

All these feelings grew again as the sun started to set once more. Why did she stop showing up?

I repeated this cycle for multiple days, and after a while of nearly driving myself crazy with the questions, I started to feel different about it all.

Whilst I was still sad about the fact Charlotte stopped meeting me, another part of me was happy that I got to experience the memories with her I had.

I learnt a lot, about myself and the world, and that I really enjoyed doing certain things, especially stuff that was creative. If I hadn't met her, I never would've learnt that.

Once Sanut ushered me out for the 8th day, I walked much slower to the spot. I let myself enjoy the feeling of everything again. The grass, the trees, the sun. I soaked it all in like it would be the last time I felt it all.

I went to the same ring of trees I chased the rodent into. I hope it was okay after that, I must've given it quite the fright.

I looked around, only just noticing the wildflowers that had started to grow, adding bright colour to the area.

I went over, a picked some carefully, making sure that I left it all mostly undisturbed.

I took my little collect and I took it all to the centre area. I sat down, taking a few flowers, and started to weave them together, into a crown. I hummed a familiar tune to myself, a wave of joy coming over me again.

This time, Charlotte may have not been there, but I still felt happy, and that's all that mattered to me.

This joy was mine, no matter the circumstances.

Any thoughts and opinions are welcome and very much wanted

tagging people who I think will care

@hellincarnation @daonedaonlysk @jerry-the-leech @sunnies-theory-of-happiness @dreamboyinthedarkvoid @childofthewargod

[navstuffs]

Secret Admirer

Pairing: Leon Kennedy x GNLibrarian!Reader

Summary: It is fall, and Leon Kennedy has a secret admirer.

Warning tags:  ROOTH TOOTING FLUFF, college au, leon wears glasses, shy!reader&leon, leon self depreciates a bit

Author's Notes: hiii. though where i live fall doesn’t exist (i swear, we are all being cooked alive at this point), im happy to write something to welcome fall! dedicated to @sarahs-secrets2 whose birthday is tomorrow! happy birthday, my friend!! thank you for being such an amazing friend to me, you are the best!! also i won't lie, i might be working on a small drabble for a smutty second part (flannel shirts, all im saying). dividers by @firefly-graphics. images found on pinterest and edited on faceapp.

leon's masterlist

It all starts right at the beginning of fall.

Leon Kennedy never considered himself the type of guy someone could deeply fall in love with. In his own opinion, he has always been an average kind of guy. A little shy, with a pair of black glasses in front of his eyes since he couldn't see long or short distances.

Since entering college and breaking up with his first (and only) girlfriend, romance wasn't clearly in his plans. He had to focus on his studies to become a lawyer and pass the bar exam. Unlike his colleagues, who partied every Friday, Leon was busy with his head inside books—most of the time.

There is also another weighting factor: Leon had a merit-based scholarship. It is not something he would tell someone, but it meant he had worked his ass off to get there, prove himself to stay there every semester. He couldn't waste his time with anything, especially with romance.

Leon enters the already chilly Friday, his scarf close to his face. For some reason, fall had arrived earlier, and he couldn't be more grateful. The library is almost empty, except for a few students here and there. He goes to his usual spot, between two tall bookshelves, a seat at the very end, hidden from the rest of the world. Before he can get there, a smiling familiar face carrying a few books in their arms appears in his path: you, who worked in the library and was always ready to help students whenever needed.

"Back already?" You joke, whispering. Leon feels his blush spread, smiling back.

"You know me, can't stay away too long."

You giggle, seeming equally flustered. There is a moment of silence where you two stare at each other, saying nothing else. Then, you handle Leon one of the books from your arms.

"Here. This just arrived today. I hope it can be helpful."

Before Leon can answer, you leave, waving, without looking directly at his face. Leon walks to his usual spot, removes his jacket, and hangs on the chair before placing the book on the table. He sits, opens the first page, and finds a yellow post-it with something written on it. Leon then takes his glass case out of his backpack, changing his distance ones to the reading ones. Yeah, he was one of those blessed ones who couldn't see far away or close. There it was, written in blue ink:

"Hi! I hope I don't scare you by writing this, but I just wanted to let you know you are adorable!" 

Leon's eyebrows raise as he looks around. Most students in there have their heads on their books. You had given this book to him earlier, so maybe? No, Leon realizes. So many other students have probably read it before. Wait, but didn't you say the book just arrived today? Well, it could have been a donation, and someone left it there.

Without making much noise, Leon gets up to look for you behind your front desk. You seem focused but promptly raise your head when you see Leon coming.

"Hey. Something wrong?" Your face is blurred, and Leon suddenly realizes he didn't change into his long-distance glasses.

"Yeah. Someone left this note in the book. Just wanted to give you a heads up."

"Oh." Leon handles the book for you, and he can't quite figure out your expression due to the lack of proper glasses. "I guess it came with the donation."

"Yeah. Probably." You whisper back in a strange tone. Leon gives you a slight nod before returning to his usual spot. Well, that was odd, but he didn't have time to think much about it. He needed to remain focused anyway.

Next Friday comes, and the temperatures slowly start dropping, which comes with a relief to Leon. He hates the heat, despises how the Earth is warming up, and nobody seems to give a damn about it. The view to the campus Library looks so pretty now: straight out from a book, orange leaves on the floor, crunching as Leon walks over them. It was one of his favorite Autumn activities when he was a kid—that and carving pumpkins. The only problem with the sudden chilly weather was his glasses getting fogged, but hey, it seemed like a fair trade.

He arrives near the library's building, finding you outside. You are wearing a deep green sweater with some trees drawn on it. On the top of your head, a cute black hat protects your ears. Leon can't help but smile when he notices you rub your hands and arms.

"It is not even that cold yet." Leon teases as he gets close. You look back at him, startled but happy to see him.

"Says the one with the heavy jacket and a scarf!"

"Hey!" Leon complains, pretending to be insulted. "At least this is better than the heat we had before, right?"

"Yeah."

Before Leon can walk in and leave you alone, he asks, his curiosity peaking.

"Hey, so what about that note from last week? Discovered where it was from?"

"Oh." You seem taken aback by his question before shrugging, "I don't know. I threw it away anyway. Nothing important."

Leon nods before waving and walking into the warmth of the library. It is as empty as last week, which Leon prefers. He goes to his usual spot, noticing the yellow post-it on top of his table. Leon rushes to grab it and read. It is written in the same blue ink as before.

"Just wanted to wish you a good week. I admire you from afar, hoping you achieve all your goals!"

Leon's first reaction is to look for you, show you the new note, and believe again this is a mistake. But then he ponders, his curiosity speaking louder. No, he isn't interested in romance, nor does he have time for it. But, if those notes are really, really meant for him, why? He isn't that special or someone who should have secret admirers. Leon has always been curious, so he places the note in his pocket.

In the weeks following, he ends up receiving more and more notes. They are on top of his desk, under the desk, near the wall, always visible so he can find them. And since the first two ones, they have started to come signed with "Your Secret Admirer." It can't just be a coincidence at this point.

"You are doing amazing, and I hope you continue to do so! - Your secret admirer."

"I wish I could say how much I admire you to your adorable face! - Your secret admirer."

"It makes me so happy to see you pursuing your dream; it gives me the courage to pursue mine! - Your secret admirer."

"One of these days, I will gather the courage to invite you out, but until then, I keep thinking about you as I look at the stars."

Leon's suspicions are towards someone inside the library, of course. His first thought is you, but it simply can't be. You are too bright, too cute, too funny for him. Deep down, Leon wishes it was you; he might have harbored a tiny crush on you since the first time you helped him, but he knows it can't be. His other suspicions are the other people in the library, but he barely knows them, except for an eventual nod or "hello" here and there.

It is finally time for the first week of exams, and the library is getting crowded. Leon arrives earlier that Friday and, for a miracle, can find his spot empty and, sadly, no note this time. He tries not to concentrate on his disappointment, focusing on his studies when, in the corner of his eyes, he comes into the corridor. You look dressed for a freezing winter, rushing toward Leon with something in your hands. When you see him, you stop in your tracks, your eyes slightly going wide. Then you turn around, leaving in the other direction. 

Much later that night, Leon walks to the front desk. You look busy but still manage to give him a tired smile.

"Getting crazy over here, huh."

"Yeah. It is time for the tests, so people can go a little crazy." You explain, shrugging. You look anxious, but Leon presumes it relates to the agitated week. "Hey, do you mhm like pumpkin chocolate brownies?"

"Sure?" Leon's stomach grumbles as you pull out something from your drawer. He hadn't had something to eat since he came to the library three hours ago. Two small pumpkin chocolate brownies, probably from the candy shop near the campus. "Thanks, I haven't eaten anything today."

"Just don't eat here, okay?" You wink, smiling.

Leon holds them, staring at your table as you return your attention to your work. A pile of books is nearby and more on the other side of the table. His attention is drawn to a small yellow paper folded so many times. He gathers his courage and opens his mouth to finally ask you what he has been dying to ask you this whole time.

"Hey, is it you my—?"

"Excuse me, can you help me find this book?" A female student calls your attention, interrupting Leon. You didn't seem to have heard anything, Leon asked, excusing yourself to help the stressed lady. 

Leon watches his surroundings. He shouldn't think about that, but his body works faster than his mind. Leon grabs the yellow folded paper and runs away without looking back, his whole face red. Did he just steal something? 

When he is out of the library range, he stops near a street light and frantically opens the post-it, his hands shaking, not due to the cold. Could it be you? Could it be really you? Leon reads it once. Then twice.

"Hey, I know you have been studying so hard. Here, have some pumpkin chocolate brownies to sweeten your night and give you some luck for the tests!- Your Secret Admirer."

So, it is you. Leon re-reads the sentence over and over again, thinking of different possibilities. It could have been an accident, right? Someone else could have brownies for him, some other secret admirer. But so specific like that?

"Stop. You are overreacting." Leon whispers to himself, placing the note in his jacket pocket. He looks back towards the library, half of him demanding for him to go back in there and face you. Wasn't Leon that wanted to have been you this whole time? Keeping all the notes even though they might not be for him? Wasn't he even considering opening an exception for this rule just because of you?

Leon will make a decision. Not tonight, no. Tonight, he will enjoy the feeling of knowing you are his secret admirer. 

Two weeks pass, and you don't see Leon. You wonder where he is since the last time he almost caught you placing the brownies and the note on his desk. You should have known he would arrive earlier since Leon has been so responsible about his studies (something you admired about him). Not coming for two weeks? You wonder if he was sick. Or maybe Leon chose to study in his dorm since the library had been so crowded lately.

After helping an agitated first-year who couldn't find a Math book, you walk back to your table and find a Pumpkin bookmark there. You turn it around, finding a sentence in beautiful handwriting: "Some say Autumn isn't the season of love, but I disagree when I have Fallen for you. - Your Not-So-Secret-Admirer?"

You feel your cheeks heating up, immediately thinking about Leon and finding him right before you, his entire face red as a tomato. You open your mouth and close it, unsure what to say.

"Sorry. I hope that didn't scare you."

"N-no! You didn't!" You reply loud enough to get some "sshhh." You shut your mouth, looking apologetic towards Leon, who smiles.

"Would you like to go out with me? There is a harvest fair nearby, and I was wondering if we could..."

"I would love to." You rush to answer, whispering. "If I don't disturb your studies, of course."

"Nope, not a problem."

Some might say nothing grows during Autumn. The leaves fall as the plants prepare for another winter until spring gives them life again, and the cycle repeats. Well, some things can bloom during Autumn, as Leon Kennedy's smile to you is enough proof of that.

[midnight-mourning]

DECEMBER IS OVER!!! New Year, What's Next?

Well chat, with literally three minutes to spare we finished out DCA December IN December, and then of course you got a little bonus thingy as well hehe :)

So! Having said that, wanted to take a moment to talk about some plans, what to expect to see from me next, and so on

BUT FIRST, I would like to take the time to thank everyone who sent in requests for this little event, I appreciated every single one of them, and had SO much fun writing, I hope everyone enjoyed the little stories I wrote, couldn't have done it without everyone sending in such creative & unique ideas, thank all of you so much!

@monsteractiasluna @juukai @deviouscrackers @zenkaiankoku @buzzybee3 @fishm0ther @divinit3a @zoranight16 @cosmic-quakes @soupdweller @lizyxml @pip-plz @theinfamousmaybelle @lizyxml (again <3) @rosescarletful @crystalmagpie447 @buzzybee3 (again <3) @kaprisvn @vypridae @twomanypockets @zenkaiankoku (again <3) @juukai (again <3) @rosescarletful (again <3) @rosescarletful (again <3 <3 thank u tempest you helped feed the people fr) @twomanypockets (again <3) @pip-plz (again <3) @divinit3a (again <3) @baby-bloos @alynwrench @baby-bloos (again <3) @ccccaptain-clownyyy @luckyyyduckyyy

Additionally, thank you to everyone who liked, reblogged, or commented on these fics, it's so very appreciated (I would tag everyone but there are, a startingly large amount of you 😅) I will come clean and admit that I am always a little nervous when I upload my writing, so knowing that people enjoy my work when I share it is, humbling, to say the least <3

Okay! Now to get into it, below the cut just so people dont have to scorll through my rambling plans & such (there is a POLL however that even if you skip my nonsense you should vote in pretty please ^-^)

So, despite some shortcomings with me getting a bit behind (curse you sinus infection & finals week) I'm really happy with how this went!

I'll be taking a break for a bit and def will NOT be posting as much as I did near the end there, BUT I'll still be writing per usual, especially since I have two weeks left to my break. Before I get into what you can expect to see, wanted to do a quick interest check on whether people would like me to do something similar for Valentine's!

Since I'll be back at college again I won't be able to do a full month again, buuuut, I should be able to handle 14 days worth, if the interest is there I would open up requests probably the last week of January so I had time to get started/ahead. So,

Rules would be the same as for DCA December, except with a Valentine's Theme!

Now that that's taken care of, here's what'll be going on with me as we start 2025!

I'm working on Holiday Spirit ch. 2, should be posting either today or tomorrow! Still aiming to get it done before I go back to school so expect quicker updates now that requests are finished :) (you can find out more about this story here)

Confused Spirit ch. 36 is also in the works! I'll be honest in that my sinus infection JUST cleared up a week or so ago, and additionally i've been facing a bit of writer's block with the story just bc of where we're at and I want to make sure it's really good/properly expresses what I'm going for with this fic, but I'm working on getting more out to you all soon, as well as working on getting ahead again while I have time, thank you all for your paitence with this one, it's very appreciated <3 (if you don't know about Confused Spirit, you can find out more here, it's my current main dca project :D)

DCA December will be reviewed for spelling and grammar mistakes and be uploaded to ao3 throughout January, if you'd like to read anything again (or you're wanting to get caught up and have a better reading experience) you can see the masterpost here, which will have the ao3 link once I get started on editing

Getting into non-fic things, I'll also be working on organizing my blog so things are easier to find as I know it's a bit messy currently >_< bear with me as it gets fixed up

I really want to improve on my art! After collecting things up for my 2024 art summary, i realized I've improved a lot but still have more room to grow (and many ideas that I want to see made by a more skilled hand >~<) so, expect to see some art things from me floating around including but not limited to: my trick or treat responses (im sorry these are so late, it's brutal out here), Cast of CS refs, more Holiday Spirit doodles, magma things, CS chapter promos, & new refs for the CS boys! there's some more things i have planned but I am keeping them a secret for now ;)

Okay! Think that's everything, thanks again to everyone for making this a whole lot of fun, and can't wait to share more with you all in 2025! Happy New Year!

[ahgasegotarmy116]

The Art of Etiquette Part 7 | Jeon Jungkook

Summary: Going gown shopping is proving to be a bit more difficult than you had expected and Jungkook doesn't make it any easier Pairing: f!reader x Etiquette instructor Jungkook Word Count: 4.7k~ Warnings: I don't think there's any need for warnings but so much teasinggg a/n: Sorry this too so long to get out 😭 I've lost motivation to write these days so it's been taking a bit longer for me to get chapters out but I hope you guys like it! p.s. kinda sorta edited lol I just wanted to get it out already Start from the beginning

After talking to Jesse last night about everything that happened between Jungkook and I, I've been even more confused than I was to begin with.

"HE KISSED YOU?!?!" Jesse yells into the phone making me cringe as I pull it away to save my hearing but ultimately fail. 

"I don't know, kind of but not really. He leaned in and kissed my cheek but his lips did brush up against the side of my mouth so I don't know. I'm just so confused because at the start I thought he hated me. He was rude and demanding and always tried to intimidate me. I will admit that it worked sometimes but I just never know what he actually wants from me" I complain while switching to my airpods so I can walk around my room and talk to him while looking for an outfit. 

"I think you're over thinking things. I think it all comes down to the fact that he found you challenging at first so that might've been why you thought that he hated you" he explains. 

"Challenging? What's that supposed to mean?" I question, flipping through the clothes in my closet, struggling to find something that's comfortable but not too casual, easy to take off so it makes trying on dresses a bit easier but doesn't make me look like I didn't put in any effort. You would think I was getting dressed for a first date or something based off the existential crisis I seem to be having. 

"He probably thought you were some bratty rich kid that needed a real push to break out of that mold. I bet he's had to deal with a lot of divas in his time. Don't take it personally though, I'm sure that he just goes into those first few lessons with that mindset and then loosens up a bit as you go along. Or at least that's what I would think based off of what you've told me" he explains. 

"You're probably right" I agree while trying to choose between two colors of what sweater to wear. "Pink or Blue?" I question and without hesitation he chooses pink. "What did you end up putting together?" he asks, eager to know what I've settled on. 

"Pink sweater, white skirt with nude colored leggings and some white boots. Oh and I'm pairing it with the white pea coat James got for me last Christmas" I relay, going through the outfit in my head, leaving everything on their hangers so I won't have to worry about too many wrinkles tomorrow.     

"Why are you dressing so...girly? I mean you're a girl obviously but I figured you would go with something a little more...black" he chuckles, thinking about my usual choice in attire. 

"Jungkook would send me back upstairs to change before he would take me somewhere dressed in all black clothing. He wants me to remember to dress like a lady so I might as well go into it right off the bat so I can avoid another scolding. Plus I figured a skirt would be a lot easier to take off and put back on again since I'll be trying on a few dresses" I say while finally getting myself ready for bed.

"Fair enough. If I were you though I would tell him that the only way I'm taking these clothes off is if you take them off of me if he had a problem with your outfit" he teases, making me roll my eyes at him, amused but embarrassed by his nonsense.

"Jesse he's my teacher" I point out for the millionth time, hoping to get him to back off but I know it's pointless. 

"As much as you would like me to jump his bones I need to remember the purpose of our relationship. I don't want to cause James any trouble with messing around with him. I could just see the headlines, 'CEO's step daughter sleeps with her etiquette teacher', I do not  want to have to deal with the backlash from my mother either. If something were to happen between us it could ruin his reputation, making people think that he sleeps with all of his students. Plus who knows, he could've slept with his past students based off of how forward he has been with me" I say while throwing myself onto my bed and staring up at the ceiling. 

"He may be an adonis but I don't think he's the type of guy that would do that. He's an etiquette teacher girl, if he was to have had a scandal with a student in the past I'm sure it would've come out by now" he reasons with me and I hum in acknowledgement. 

"I guess you're right" I mumble and soon wrap up our call so I can get some 'proper beauty sleep' according to Jesse but for the life of me I can't sleep a wink. With all of these questions spinning round and round in my head I just can't seem to ease my mind until I'm jolted awake by my alarm. 

'I guess I was able to sleep a bit' I think to myself before jumping into the shower and rushing to get ready. This'll be the first time Jungkook has seen me bright and early in the morning and not run down after a long day at school so I guess it's best if I make a good impression. 

After putting on my lip gloss to complete the look I'm met with my mother barging into my room. "You do know that Mr. Jeon is going to be here soon and oh-!" she nags quickly spewing out her speech before finally taking a look at me. 

"Look at you! I guess you really are my daughter!" she says while walking over to my mirror to stand behind me. "What's that supposed to mean?" I say crossing my arms and giving her an unamused look through the reflection. 

"It means that you look very beautiful and you're showing off your femininity and assets very well" she says referring to the shorter skirt that she hasn't ever seen me wear before.

"Very funny mom now can you please leave so I can finish getting ready?" I ask, shooing her away so I can get her out of my hair, literally since she had started running her fingers through it from the back. 

"Okay okay I'm going. Would you like me to let you know when he's pulling up outside?" she asks and I nod my head and at that she's off to no doubt stand and wait for the first glimpse of him by the door.

'She's more obsessed with that man than Jesse is' I mumble to myself and quickly slip on my boots and take another look at myself before I hear my mother yelling for me to come downstairs.

I open my bedroom door and hear that Jungkook is already somehow inside the house and speaking to my mother when I had anticipated for him to just wait for me by his car.

"Oh good you're here! Hurry along I heard you have a very long day ahead of you so behave yourself and do exactly as he says" she lists off and I don't bother giving her an answer. 

"Don't worry Mrs. Hart, I know she's a good girl" Jungkook shamelessly responds for me.

My eyes bug out and I watch the amused look spread across his face but it's gone in a flash when my mother turns her attention back to him.

"Shouldn't we get going? I know how much you hate being late and I'm sure she's waiting for us already" I say in regards to the modiste that we have an appointment with. 

"Oh yes, I'm sorry I'm holding you up. Have a good day both of you and I'll see you later tonight" she says with a smile while opening the door for us.

"Oh I don't think it'll take that lo-" "I won't keep her out too late" Jungkook jumps in and I shut my mouth at his response, knowing I really have no say in the matter but also losing my wording when he places his hand on my waist to guide me over to the car. 

Walking over towards it I realize that he's switched from a four seater car to a two seater and I can't help but wonder if his motives were to not give me any other choice but to sit next to him. "I didn't realize you had another car" I say while he opens the door for me and I sit down and almost squeak at the feeling of the seats sinking down a lot lower than expected and he smirks at my reaction. 

"I have a few but I tend to take this one out every once in a while since it does best on longer trips" he informs before shutting the door for me.

I nod my head while he walks around the car and gets in a lot more gracefully than I had which makes me roll my eyes and turn my face away from him. 

"Here" he says handing me an iced coffee. "Oh thank you but I don't drink coffee, it makes me anxious" I say politely rejecting.

"I know, Matthew told me so I got you a chai latte since to his knowledge, it tends to be your favorite" he says. I thank him and receive it with both hands, my cheeks showing a dusting of pink at the thought that again he bothered to make sure he got me something that I would like.

He even got me an iced one since I like those better even when it's cold outside. 

I take a couple of sips as he pulls out of the driveway and onto the street before taking notice that I had forgotten something.

"Mr. Jeon I'm sorry but do you think we could turn back around? I forgot to grab my coat" I admit, cringing at the thought of inconveniencing him and messing up the schedule for today. 

"It's alright, you can just borrow mine" he says with a slight smile, no hint of irritation or condescension. "But I don't want you to be cold I-" "Y/n it's fine, I don't mind. If anything we can get you another coat once we go looking for the shoes to match your dress" he says and relaxes into his seat. 

His left hand on the wheel with his right placed on his lap where I notice that he's spreading his legs a bit further than I've seen him do before, making me gulp at the sight and turn my face away from him. 

"Is that alright with you?" he questions, making me look back over at him. "What?" I ask, not sure if I had lost track of the conversation or not. "Do you feel comfortable borrowing my jacket or should we turn back around?" he questions glancing over at me. 

"Only if you're sure" I say, wanting to give him the option to change his mind.

"If I wasn't sure I wouldn't have offered. I'm asking if you're alright with it" he says and I reply simply saying yes but that's not good enough for him.

"Yes what y/n? I thought we had agreed upon using our words" he taunts and my breath hitches at the fist sign of his flirtatious attitude for the day.

"Yes Mr. Jeon, I would feel comfortable borrowing your jacket" I say but he presses further.

"I thought we had agreed on being more informal with each other as well" he teases and I look over at  him with a confused face as to why it would make a difference for him.

"Say my name" he says darkly causing a fluttering sensation to bloom in my stomach.

"I-, what?" I stutter, not expecting this sort of behavior from him this early in the morning. 

"Say. My. Name. Or would you rather us go back to addressing each other formally?" he questions while he stops at a red light and cocks his brow at me.

"Yes Jungkook, thank you for letting me borrow your jacket" I say quietly after a pause, my brain not being awake enough to come up with any smart remarks.

He smiles at that and focuses back on the road and offers me the aux to play some music since the drive is so far.

"Try not to fall asleep on me again like last time. Wouldn't want to have to clean the drool off your face again" he teases while holding the chord up for me and making our hands touch since he doesn't seem to want to let go right away. 

I bring my hand down to plug my phone in and he lets his follow mine, keeping them connected for a second, letting his warm hand rest on my thigh before bringing it back towards himself and placing it back on his lap.

I clear my throat to get my bearings again and quickly plug it in and play some low fi music which gets him to glance over at me again. 

"What? You don't like it?" I question feeling insecure about my choice since I don't really know what his taste in music is. Unless it's just the ballroom music that we've been dancing to for weeks now but I highly doubt that. 

"No, I do. I'm just sure that a playlist like this one would be the exact thing that would put you to sleep" he says with a crooked smile. "Well I just wasn't sure what you would like and so I figured low fi would be a safe choice" I explain and see that he's still smiling.

 "What?" I question and he glances over at me, making me suspicious of him and all of his reactions. "It's just cute that you put thought into choosing something that you thought I might like as well" he says with a lilt in his voice. 

"I just wanted both of us to enjoy the music, that's all" I say, crossing my arms over my chest as a defense mechanism to hide the fact that he's made my heart rate pick up with his simple words.

"And that's what I found cute about it" he says, rubbing it in since he can clearly see that it's making me shy. 

"You know, you can be quite irritating sometimes right?" I say as a way to defend myself and make him stop teasing me.

"Who me? Am I not allowed to compliment a pretty girl for acting cute?" he plays coy and before I'm able to respond he corrects himself.

"Excuse me, a beautiful woman from acting kindly towards me" he finishes and I can't seem to come up with any response to it so instead I choose to angle my body away from him and look out the window. 

"You can put on something you like instead. I tend to enjoy all genres of music" he says, reeling in the teasing and giving me a break thankfully.

I in spite, choose to go with one of my angsty playlists full of artists like Simple Plan, Blink 182 and Linkin Park, thinking that it would be something he wouldn't enjoy but to my surprise I catch him drumming his thumbs on the steering wheel to the beat. 

As the playlist shuffles through the songs I catch him singing along to the opening of Bring Me to Life by Evanescence and it's then when I turn my body to face him again.

"You know this song?" I question, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "You didn't think that you were the only one who had their emo phase did you?" he laughs and again I'm given another reason to see him in another light. 

As the song progresses we end up doing the call and response of it, with him settling on the guy's part and myself on the girl's and somehow it all just clicks. It's as if we were just two friends on a roadtrip together and it feels, nice? Right? I don't know but it's as if we'd known each other for our whole lives.

There's a comfortable silence once the song comes to a close and we both glance at each other a few moments later and laugh it off.

"You weren't kidding when you said you had an emo phase" I tease and he laughs in response. 

"We promised to be honest with each other have we not?" he chuckles after calming down a bit with me, wiping away the few tears that had fallen in the midst of my laughter.

"You're right, we have" I respond and again we settle into a comfortable silence before he asks me a question to keep me talking. 

"Penny for your thoughts?" he questions, glancing over at me before turning his attention back towards the road. "I mean there's not much to tell" I say, not having anything in particular stick out to me but he unsurprisingly presses nonetheless.

"There must be something going on in that pretty little head of yours" he teases.

I take in a sharp breath, his compliments always catching me off guard. "Why do you always compliment me and tease me like that?" I say quickly without giving my brain a second to stop me.

"Tease you like what?" he asks with a huge smile, not expecting me to just come out and say it. 

"Why do you do that Jungkook?" I ask, using his first name to show him I'm serious about this question.

"Do you not like it when I compliment you?" he deflects. "Answer the question Jungkook" I reiterate since he doesn't have a care in the world at this point. 

"Because you're beautiful" he admits as if it would have no effect on me.

"I-" "What? You expect me to spend this much time with you and not come to notice how beautiful you are?" he asks, looking over at me as we reach a stop light. I sit there without an answer, not knowing whether I should acknowledge his words or just brush them off. 

We had agreed to be less formal with each other but did he think that was a green light to trying to pursue me? I've gotta talk to Jesse about this. 

"Looks like we made it just in time" he states a few minutes later as we pull up to the modiste, seeing that the kind woman that had helped us out before is waving at us through the window. 

"You ready?" he asks, scaring me at the sudden concern in his voice. "You're scaring me" I laugh off and watch as he gets out of the car and comes around to open my door for me.

"Let's just say it's going to be a long day" he explains, holding his hand out for me to take and I graciously do. Seeing how low these seats sink down I would probably make a fool out of myself if I were to try and get out on my own. 

Once I stand up I stumble a bit and lose my footing leaving me bracing myself on his chest, my hands pressed firmly against his pectorals but

I push off of them once I feel them flex under his incredibly tailored dress shirt and again lose my balance but he pulls me in close by the waist before I can manage to tumble back down into the car. 

"You alright?" he smirks with his hand still firmly against my waist and his hand pressed against the car behind me, placing us in a similar position we had been in just last night.

"I'm fine" I say after clearing my throat and placing my hand on top of the one he has on my waist as a way to request for him to let me go. 

"Hey, are we okay?" He asks, tilting his head to meet my downward turned gaze. "Why wouldn't we be?" I question, feeling on fire being this close to him.

"I just hope I haven't made you feel uncomfortable. I really do think you're beautiful" he says, placing a hand on my cheek and bringing my chin up to face him. 

"Can we talk about this later? She's watching" I ask, nodding toward the dressmaker inside who is clearly enjoying the show. "I don't mind, I just want to make sure that we're okay" he says, deepening his gaze if even possible and I just nod and utter a quick 'Yes' before slipping out of his grasp and speed walking to the door. 

He braces both of his hands on the roof on the car I had just been leaning against and lets out a dry chuckle before pushing off and closing the door, catching the last glimpse of me scurrying into the shop.

'Cute' is the only word that comes to mind for him at our whole exchange and my reactions to it all and it would continue to be his reaction throughout the whole day as he watches me try to find the perfect dress. 

~~~~

"Welcome back dearie" she greets me with a knowing smile, not even bothering to pretend she hadn't seen everything that transpired between Jungkook and I.

"Good to see you again" I say, meeting her with a shy smile, hoping she won't address the topic, or at least with Jungkook right on my heels. 

"I'm sorry ma'am in all of the excitement from the first time I had been here I never managed to catch your name" I say, scolding myself for forgetting to even ask.

"You can call me Genevieve dear. And remember, I said you could lose the formality with me, especially since I would love to have some girl talk with you about Mr. Jeon" she teases with a wink and before I'm able to protest she's already greeting Jungkook right behind me.

"Mr. Jeon how lovely to see you again. I see you've both become better acquainted with each other since the last time you were here" she says, stopping Jungkook in his tracks and leaving me clearing my throat and awkwardly requesting that we get started. 

I glance back at Jungkook and see how the tips of his ears have turned red, not having expected her to come right out with it but it makes me smile nonetheless, seeing once again that I'm not the only one that gets shy in this dynamic we have going. 

~~~~

After trying on dress after dress after dress we can't seem to find the right one.

"What about the dress you picked out when we first came here? That one won't work for this event?" I yell to Jungkook from behind the curtain as Genevieve helps me out of what feels like the hundredth dress. 

"It doesn't fit the season nor the occasion. Just try on a few more and if we can't find one we can look through the catalogue and order one and come back for a fitting later on this week" he responds without a care. 

"It'll be a bit of a tight squeeze in terms of time if we were to do it that way though" she warns me as she zips up the next dress and before I can even take ten steps out of the dressing room Jungkook has already disapproved of it.

"You don't like this one?" I question looking down at it, but then after having seen it in a different lighting realize that I hate it too.

"You really want to ask me that question again?" he cocks a brow at me. I let out a sigh and my whole demeanor droops as I walk back into the dressing room. 

"Hey" Jungkook says, walking up on me before I'm even able to close the curtain.

"Don't scare me like that" I say, placing a hand over my chest as an automatic response.

"Why don't we take a break? There's an Indian restaurant down the street from here so we can have lunch and then come back. That sound alright to you?" he asks and chuckles at seeing my face light up at the idea.

"I'll take that as a yes" he says with a smug smile.

"Can you help me get out of this? Genevieve had a hard time with the zipper so I think her hands might be getting a little tired of doing this" I ask, turning my back to him and giving a perfectly innocent excuse as to why I'm seeking his help but I can see his amused smile in the small mirror that he doesn't seem to notice that's placed right in front of me.

"Of course Pretty" he smiles and he takes his time dragging the zipper down and his brows shoot up at the realization that I'm not wearing a bra with this dress and once he's finished he runs his finger along my spine, seeing a slight red mark from the constant rub of the zippers of multiple dresses and I see his brows draw together at the realization.

"Let's get you out of here. We can come back another day to continue but I think you've had enough" he says running his finger along the line once more, causing a shiver that I had been trying to hold back to run up my spine but at his concern for the slight marks the dresses had left on my skin he decides to ignore it.

"It's okay, let's go eat and once we're done I'll try on a few more. I feel like the both of us will be able to think a bit straighter on a full stomach. Don't you think?" I ask, turning around to face him with one arm placed over my chest to hold up the dress being the only space between him and my bare skin. 

"If that's what you want" he says, his eyes tracing the slight bit of bare skin he's able to see on my chest and up to my eyes. "I'll just ask her to get a few more dresses ready for us while we're gone" he says and tells me through the curtain minutes later that he'll meet me outside. 

"You're a sly one love" Genevieve says as I come out of the dressing room fully clothed. "What makes you say that?" I question, tilting my head in confusion.

"You knew I was coming back in a few seconds but asked him to unzip the dress for you anyway" she says and I widen my eyes, surprised that she has seen that exchange.

"Nothing goes on in this shop without me knowing love" she chuckles at my reaction and gives me a little jar of salve. 

"What's this?" I question curiously, turning the jar over in my hands. "Mr. Jeon noticed the red marks the dresses left on your back and got worried so he asked me if I had anything that might help with that" she says giving me a quick wink.

"Now hurry along love and I'll see you soon" she says ushering me out and watching as I walk up to Jungkook leaning against my side of the car and looking up when he hears me coming. 

"You sure you want to come back today? I can ask her to schedule another day for us to come back" he says, still leaning against the car with his arms now crossed over his chest and observing my form to see any signs of discomfort but the only thing that has me nervous are his wandering eyes.

"I'm fine Jungkook I promise" I say while looking down and pulling on the sleeve on my sweater in an effort to warm up my hands a bit and shield them from the cold.

He hooks his finger under my chin and brings my eyes up to him and studies my features before making the decision that I'm still up for the task. 

"Okay" he agrees, caressing my face for a second before using that same hand and places it on my waist and turns to open the car door and helps me in again.

He places his coat over my lap, noticing that I'm shivering. I murmur a quick thank you before he closes the door, going around the car to get to the driver's side, waving at Genevieve before getting in the car as well. 

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Popular boy is totally in love with the nerd. The nerd doesn't now, his best friends have been telling him that for years (the poor idiot :) )

Dude why did the siren take my face in the intention of making you drown. Do we have to talk about something ?

Captain and vice captain of a ship marry. It's someone of the crew that officiate them. (Those are real laws apparently.)

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Rich person x rich person = conservative family = found family and running away.

Found family (can have ship but it's not necessary.)

Late night talks and love confessions.

Going to see the moons and the stars but falling in love instead.

Road trip : a collection of friendship and love. (I LOVE ROAD TRIP IN REAL LIFE SO PLEASEEEE.)

Studio ghibli AU.

Toxic Relationships.

Family issues.

Family trauma.

Angst (if you choose that I love you.)

Fluff (If you choose that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it.)

Fea and fairies - because I love them. (I'm obsessed with them since childhood, btw.) Summer day at the park - they are in the swings.

Pictures of luck.

Until forevers falls apart (angst and based of the song.)

BABY FIC (Single parents finds love.)

Coffee and books (nerd edition.)

Rival academia to lovers (Murder mysteries edition.)

Ennemies to lovers.

Best friend to lovers.

We aren't neither best friends nor in a relationship we are a secret third think that will haunt us forever because we couldn't find the courage to tell each other and now we are done.

Thinking about the fact we will never be more than this and I don't think I want to try being more than this.

Party vibes, I will kiss you and then tomorrow you won't be there.

I love you, I love you, I love you, but YOU love them. And I want to hate them, but I understand why do you love them. And I want to have both of you but I will never be able to have that.

Kiss me so I forget that you won't be there tomorrow in the morning, kiss me so I don't forget we were doom form the start, kiss me so I forget that we we were right we should never had happen.

Jock and the nerd boy that hakes people for fun. Older sister is a cheerleader and is dating a jock - he's their adopted son :) (because family issues.)

Everything that happens is being filmed and they don't know. (The public will learn in the future.)

Overdoses and bad decisions. (You can decide if they die or not.)

Ghosts.

LARA'S OC WILL RULE THE WORLD.

One of my plots that I invented to pass the time that I have to actually write now.

Continue a WIP. (Mean don't force me too stop procrastinating.)

Do one of my plots form my plot idea list :)

Moons and starts because I want to be an astronomer 🌚🌒🌛⭐️🌠🌟

Fate is horrible and will make you bleed.

There's only one bed.

I will forever love you... will you fell the same about me ?

Angst.

Fluff ( I can't promise anything.)

Tagging some mutuals because I want people to see this post ; @aelia-posts @percyweasleyapologist @ravenintraining @l1ve-l4ugh-lov3craft @olympushaze @strwbryiiflds @mrs-snape5984

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NCT 127 Dating Ban Update + Coming Next Week

Wohooo, I've had a breakthrough! 😁 I was struggling with the ending of Johnny's up-coming Dating Ban story, but I just finished the first draft!

That means proofreading and editing still remains, but also that the plot (and sex scene) is done and that I can now focus fully on the next part, Taeyong.

I also realized why it took me so long to write Johnny's story – it's 8k words long, significantly longer than most other stories in the series. 8k is not that much, but it still explains why I felt like it took longer than usual with this one.

You still won't see this story just yet, but this is a major breakthrough. And, I'm excited about Taeyong's part which is up after Johnny and that's a good sign, because hopefully it means I'll feel inspired to finish it soon enough.

If you're not afraid of spoilers I have two secrets for you (and if you are, skip this paragraph): I wanted Johnny's story to not just be a repeat of everything else so I gave him a massive cock and a wild side to use it in. And something will happen in Taeyong's story that may seem harmless at the time but which will play an important role in another story to come.

What you've seen so far is only the beginning of the NCT 127 Dating Ban. I know I'm slow and simultaneously publishing a lot of other requests and stories, but this one is something you can trust me on: I will finish this series, even if it takes a year.

Coming this week...

Today is Sunday and that's when I usually tell you what stories you can look forward to in the week to come 🙂

Last week's two Taeyong stories (daytime (straight) and nighttime (gay)) were a surprise and meant that I published 4 instead of the usual 2 stories that week.

This week you get 3 new stories, including two that may be a surprise to some unless you keep an eye on the Up-coming Stories page in which case you already know what's coming.

The straight Quick Fix Season is over so no more Tuesday stories for now. But I've got one longer straight story on Monday (tomorrow, April 28) and two gay ones on Thursday and Saturday:

Monday, April 28, 2025: Backstage Sex with TXT Beomgyu (straight one-shot)

This one has been long awaited and requested. Beomgyu pulls you (female reader) up on stage during a show, takes you backstage and has wild sex with you while talking dirty. It's gonna be hot, especially the fingering scene 😏

In the story it's revealed that idol and fan have met before. And slept together. I've told you before that I struggled with coming up with ways for why idol and reader would have sex backstage, and this was one of the ideas that came up 🙂

Thursday, May 1, 2025: NCT Chenle Begging to be Fucked (x Top Male Reader)

There have been requests for more gay top reader stories, specifically about NCT Dream. This one is a response to that.

I already did Jeno being spanked which was also a response to that, and I've got plans for all dreamers eventually (released as Quick Fix Gay stories in coming seasons of that series).

In this week's Chenle story he disturbs you while you work from home. But how can you resist his cute face when he's so obviously horny and begging to be fucked?

Saturday, May 3, 2025: Riize Sohee, Anton & Wonbin x Top Male Reader Foursome (gay one-shot)

I'm super excited for this one! Not necessarily for this story in itself, but because someone requested more gay Riize smut AFTER I wrote this story, and the combination of this story and the request led me to write two more (to be published in the future).

Essentially, this gay foursome story kicks off a new universe of stories that tell a grander story, one about all members of Riize but specifically about Sohee (you'll know why in the future) and his journey of sexual identity.

In this first story from that universe Sohee is having sex with boyfriend male reader when fellow gay couple Anton and Wonbin walk in and join them.

It's a soft, partner-based start to even more gay Riize content in the future 😉

Poll: What story excites you the most?

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Anon, I deleted the ask, but here's your answer:

So a couple days ago, I got an anon ask which basically said something to the effect of, "I love your fic, but why don't you update more than once a week? I NEED more updates!" Again, I'm probably not getting the quote exactly right, but it was something very much like that. And I will admit, it upset me, so I deleted it and tried to move on.

But it bothered me. So here I am, answering it a few days after deleting it.

I do my best to update my fics once a week, and I'm generally very consistent about that, unless something comes up, which I do my best to be communicative about. The past couple weeks, my update schedule has looked like this:

Sunday: Sam's Delivery Service

Monday: The Cute Cat Groomer

Tuesday: There Is Something Beneath

Wednesday: Rotten Work

Thursday: Brood

No schedule because I'm still writing it: The Sequel to The Pirate Fic

Sam's Delivery Service went on hiatus a couple weeks ago because I decided I hated the ending and I need to rewrite it, but I've been busy with other things and haven't managed to finish it yet, and The Sequel to The Pirate Fic has no set update days because it, too, is unfinished, and I warned for that when I started posting it. However, that's still four fics that I'd been consistently updating each week. That's a lot, considering that all of them are multichapter fics that I don't get to be "done" with once I've posted for the week. Rotten Work just finished, and There Is Something Beneath is finishing tomorrow, so that'll be a bit of relief, but I'll still have four multichap fics I'm trying to post for the foreseeable future.

So part of the answer is that, while I am updating each fic once a week, I've been updating 4-5 times per week lately, and that's a lot.

But I know what people are going to say. "It's not a lot of work to update, you just fill in the boxes and it post." Well, sure. That's the final step before posting. But, with each chapter of each fic, I'm going through a minimum of one revision pass and one editing pass before posting because I care about quality. I want my fics to be readable, grammatically sound, and as free of errors as possible. This takes time and effort. This means it takes a long damn time for me to post a chapter, and, again, I've been doing this 4-5 times per week lately.

So part of the answer is that the process of updating fics takes me a long time.

And this is to say nothing of the fics I'm working on that I haven't even started posting yet. I have 26 fics in my WIP folder that are unfinished. I have another 8 that have a complete draft written but still require revision, beta reading, and more revision before I'm even ready to begin posting them.

And it says nothing about my original writing projects - a couple novels, a screenplay, a poetry collection, a cookbook.

In short: the reason I only update my fics once/week is because that's already a lot for me. The reason I won't push myself to update more frequently is because I like to have time to spend on other projects besides just the ones I'm posting, including my personal, original projects. Oh, yeah, and I have other obligations and hobbies besides writing all the time, too. So I'm sorry if one update/week on one specific story isn't enough for you, anon, but I'm not going to be changing my workflow to try to update more. I'm doing my best. That's good enough.

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We've been waiting literally ten years for a new Dragon Age game and now that it's going to be here tomorrow I am very much not ready.

My life needs to be a little less chaotic right now (it won't be until the middle of November.) The earliest I'm going to really be able to sit down and play more than a few hours is the week of Thanksgiving. But hey, I am staying home alone for Thanksgiving weekend so then I'm going to really get to devote time to just playing the hell out of the game.

I'm gonna be so behind.

It was a hard choice but I think I'm going to break the mold of me always playing a rogue first in Dragon Age games and having literally NEVER played a fighter type character in any DA game (or most any RPG ever.)

I haven't paid a ton of attention to the options yet but after a quick skim several weeks ago I think I'm going with a Grey Warden Fighter romancing Emmrich first.

Basing her off the character I just got done playing for a few years in 13th Age who is a 40-ish year old woman who, when she was only 20 years old had to make a hard call that ended up going very badly for her and it was kind of her downfall, so she spent most of the rest of the last 20 years trying to make up for it.

Second playthrough will be a rogue or mage who romances Davrin.

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I've honestly BARELY gamed the last several months, what with all the renovation stuff happening and other stuff going on in life.

This weekend I swore to change that and, after spending all day Saturday working on house projects, decided to pick back up my ME3 playthrough that I had gotten to Thessia on and never finished.

But then I had to reinstall the game since the SSD I had been playing it on died. Then I had to reinstall all the mods, and picked up a few new ones. That took a few hours to make sure I got it all right.

I did end up playing, and actually got through Thessia... and then I was tired of being at my computer all day and went outside and read a book on the patio for awhile. Then I realized something was wrong with my new airondeck chair and spent an hour fixing it (my bad, I screwed two screws in the wrong place it turns out.

By the time all that was done it was time to prep for my Sunday night D&D game.

Not gonna finish before tomorrow since I'm running D&D tonight, too and still have to do Omega in there. (Plus the Citadel Epilogue Mod AFTER the game.) Ah well.

Never did finish my 2nd BG3 playthrough.

Never did finish writing my BG3 fic. It's just languishing.

Never did play Starfield more than a few hours despite buying the deluxe edition.

Started playing My Time at Portia and still haven't played more than like 8 hours of it, despite enjoying it (with lots of mods.)

Hoping now that the house is getting close to being done where I want it to be that maybe next year I can spend some time focusing on hobbies more.

Not that I regret a single thing about how I've spent my time this entire year. :)

Working on my last two house renovation posts, too. Definitely want to finish that since my two favorite rooms (after the master bath) I saved for last.

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Update (not bad, don't worry!)

Hey everyone. So do not worry! This isn't me saying I'm not going to keep writing Heart Made of Glass (I have 1000 words written of the next chapter) but now that holidays are over, I might not be as quick on the draw for chapter updates.

The main reason, if anyone wants to know, is that I am dungeon master for 2 dnd games. We only play 4 times a month, but as the DM, I have outside planning/prep to do for the games. It doesn't take long, but in combination with the games themselves, it might slow down my writing of this fic a little, but not by much! For example, today I have a rare Sunday off of work, but I have dnd tonight and I have to prep for it, which might take an hour or two that I won't have for writing and even potentially editing (which can sometimes take as long as writing the actual chapter). So the next chapter might go out tomorrow instead of today. But we'll see!

Thanks, everyone!

P.S. Who knows, maybe I'll be able to do both, but I don't want to burn out. Slower updates are better than no updates

P.P.S. some people have asked/been saying they've been impressed with the near machine like way I've been able to put out "high quality content" (to quote one of you) so quickly. I absolutely attribute a great deal of that to dnd and being a dungeon master. Maybe I'll make a separate post about that one day since I think it has helped my actual writing and the process so much, which makes me wonder if anyone else feels that way.

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I Will Not Be Here Between April 19th-April 21st

Starting tomorrow and lasting all weekend (and part of Monday if I'm awake early enough) is the Spring Writing Retreat in a writing server I'm in! Because of this, and because I missed the last one due to mental health issues, I'm going to be putting a lot of effort into it. As such, I won't be around pretty much all weekend, but I will update my progress here, probably.

I am so excited for this weekend! I think my uh. Plan is pretty ambitious but if I really commit I know I can pull it off.

Finish StaticMoth Week days 6 and 7

Write the 1,000 Word Event fic

Edit Hanahaki Event Fic 1

Start/Finish/Edit Hanahaki Event Fics 2 and 3

And then if I have time after all that then I want to finish this enormous PWP I started for Spacy that just keeps growing.

You should be able to reach me on Discord, and if you don't have it and want it (and are mutuals with me) then I can get it to you if you DM me for it. That said, I will be very slow all weekend, slower than usual.