#sakuya wave

[ryopromoter]

The first time sakuryo greeted us [teary eyed emoji]

Keywords: ryopromoter, hirose-ryo, hiroseryo, ryo, fujinaga-sakuya, fujinagasakuya, sakuya, nct, nct-wish, nctwish, lastart, wave, hi, waving, hello, bye, goodbye, greeting, sakuya-wave, hand, hands

[kuliscocoa]

𖨂　　　⸝⸝　　　◌　　﹒there is a light not far away

[kpop-bbg]

[patchecore]

First post‼️

Not the first one to do this, but my take on touhou x object shows!

More stuff coming soon..

fun trivia: reimus design was originally her gohei

[blue-jisungs]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ BLUEY & BREAKFAST 🧸ྀི — husband girl dad doyo:( soft morning:( ( wc 1455 )

[ extras ] reader is breastfeeding but nothing crazy (although doyo has a ‘a man is a man’ moment IJBOL)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! i had to take a small break from my event and write this bc girl dad doyo wouldn’t leave my mind and yall need to know it too! besides posting this for @yudaies !!! hopefully it’ll cheer you up babes <3

@kstrucknet ♡

you gradually grew awake, remains of sleep fading away. not brave enough to open your eyes yet, you reach out to grab doyoung’s hand in the seek of more warmth. 

but you don’t meet his hand nor… him. your hand stumbled upon something soft, tender; a peach fuzz alike feeling underneath your fingertips. you frowned and traced the texture, smooth and soft. 

you opened your eyes and lying next to you, on doyoung’s spot, was your daughter. 

you grinned sleepily. she was six months old so your husband probably carried her here. it warmed your heart to see that he also put a blanket over her (and you). probably on his way out to work, too.

she recently started teething so last night was full of crying, from both sides. doyoung was asleep since he had to leave early. 

you traced miyoung’s rosy cheek and then rubbed your eye. you would love to get more sleep. actually, maybe you could… 

a soft babble cut in just in time. miyoung’s big brown eyes opened slowly and started making small sounds. 

“matching our sleep schedules now, are we?” you whispered amused. your daughter stared at you, waving her hands “let’s get up, hm?” 

you stretched, allowing the duvet to fall from your body. then, you grabbed miyoung in your arms and while rocking her gently, you went to wash your teeth first and then to the kitchen. 

just when you were about to come out of the corridor to enter the room, you heard a noise. 

your heart skipped a beat in your chest, halting your movements and listening in. there were faint clanking noises coming from the kitchen. 

but you’re home alone…? 

you leaned out of the wall to peek and let out a sigh upon noticing a similar silhouette. not to say that you weren’t surprised, though. 

“am i doing it wrong? why isn’t it… growing…” 

you smiled and walked in, quietly observing the situation unfolding in front of you. miyoung was toying with the material of your shirt quietly. 

“no, something is definitely not right” 

he was watching something on the pan, leaning on his left hand and tapping the counter in deep thought. 

“i added more milk!” 

doyoung slightly turned yet didn’t see you. he was focused on kyungmi who was sitting on the counter and toying with the milk bottle. you saw him break into a huge smile, hands going to caress your older daughter’s cheeks.

“i like milk” she hummed and looked up at him with a grin. her eyes shifted away and widened upon seeing you “yikes, mommy’s up!” 

doyoung whipped his head around, gaze softening.

“yikes…?” you repeated amused, finally coming to approach them. 

“i think having sakuya and ryo over the other day was a bad idea” doyoung admitted and giggled. you noticed that he’s still in his pyjamas with hair disheveled. it was 10am, he should be at work… “morning, baby” doyoung whispered and shortly after you felt his soft lips brush against yours. the taste of coffee lingered on them and you sighed dreamily. 

miyoung babbled and yanked the hem of doyoung’s shirt, making his nose bump into yours. you giggled into the kiss, and so did he. 

“we are making breakfast!” kyungmi, your lovely 5 year old, cheered. doyoung gasped and turned around, suddenly remembering about the pancakes on the pan. 

“big mi decided to add extra milk though so…” he chuckled and flipped them “no wonder they were so runny and took so long”

“run?” she asked, chuckling. you leaned and pressed a kiss onto her forehead “pancakes run?” 

you just smiled and sat down, caressing miyoung’s dark hair. she’ll probably be hungry soon too, especially after a whole night of crying. 

“how come you’re not at work?” you asked, staring at your husband’s back. a sight so simple, yet heartwarming. 

“i felt bad whenever you kept waking up to get little mi. so just when i was about to leave and this rascal started crying again, i just… i knew you’d be tired. didn’t want to dump it all on you” doyoung said softly. you caught kyungmi chuckling at the word ‘dump’ and you just scoffed. “i called in and said my girls are sick. also, like, come on. i’m thirty, been in the company longer than some of the youngsters have been alive. they get it” 

“thank you” you hummed, a warm feeling spilling all over your heart. whether it was gratitude or simple love, you weren’t sure. 

you chatted while doyoung finished making the rest of the pancakes. with the help of kyungmi  served beautifully decorated breakfast. strawberries and other fruits, whipped cream, even some nutella to pick from. the steaming food made you salivate, not to mention the luring smell of coffee. your stomach growled suddenly, kyungmi laughing. 

“mom!” 

you just shook your head and heard a small whine from your youngest. 

“you’re hungry too, huh?” you asked softly and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. doyoung sent you a worried look. you shook your head and shot him a reassuring smile “don’t worry. eat. you worked hard” 

“mom, can i put some strawberries for you?” big mi asked with sparkles of joy in her brown, doe eyes. 

“of course, sweetheart” you grinned and adjusted your position so you could breastfeed miyoung. 

“dad, can you help me with this?” she asked and tugged doyoung’s sleeve. he shuffled her hair and grabbed whipped cream. 

he gently followed kyungmi’s instructions and drew something. when he was done, she mumbled a focused ‘thank you’ and started putting some strawberries on your pancake. 

you decided to snack on one, stealing it from doyoung’s plate. he just rolled his eyes dramatically, diving back into his food. 

“ta-da!” she hummed and turned the plate to you. it was, you assumed, a smiley face. proud kyungmi puffed her chest out and expectedly mirrored your reaction. 

“it’s so cute! thank you, baby” you blew her a kiss “i’ll eat it in a second” 

“mkay. can i go watch bluey?” she asked, a small pout on her lips. you were rather hesitant to start her day with screen time but… 

“go. we’ll join you in a moment, once little mi’s tummy is full too” doyoung smiled and booped kyungmi’s nose. she ran off with her plate, chuckling “don’t make a mess!”

“i won’t!” 

soon enough the sound of the cartoon sounded from the living room. you just send doyoung a confused look. 

he changed his seats to sit next to you, grabbing your plate. your husband took a picture of it and then started to chop off a small bite for you. 

“here comes airplane” doyoung teased and made a swirling motion with the fork. you laughed, the motion drawing a displeased groan from miyoung.

“you’re unbelievable” was all you could murmur before opening your mouth. doyoung put a hand under the fork, in case something would fall.

(not like it happened before, surely. once during dinner an olive fell on miyoung’s head. she was as confused as you, with doyoung and kyungmi almost falling out of their chairs from laughter). 

you hummed happily, the taste delicious on your tongue. doyoung continued to feed you, taking a bite once or twice as well. 

miyoung was satisfied and leaned away, babbling. you caught your husband’s eyes trailing off and you just covered yourself, smacking his arm. 

“sorry. can’t help it when every part of my wife’s body is beautiful” he grinned sheepishly and leaned in to seal his words with a passionate kiss. 

of course you had your doubts after birth. both with kyungmi and miyoung. but your husband was more supportive than ever, reassuring you at any given chance. it got to a point where you just started laughing at his dramatic praise but he literally had a serious look in his eye each time. 

his knee pressing slightly against you, his lips on yours and tongues dancing together��� for a moment you let yourself get lost in the moment. 

dizzying pleasure made you sigh softly, tilting your head a bit. that’s when doyoung suddenly stood up, scooping miyoung out of your arms. 

you looked at him, flabbergasted (and a little bit disappointed). 

“i know i’m charming but let me take care of her. do you want to nap?” he asked. 

“doyo” you sighed, serious. he frowned, rocking his daughter gently “be for real right now”

“what? aren’t you sleepy after a sleepless night?” he asked, genuinely surprised. you stood up, flicking his forehead. 

“you kiss me like that and expect me to get sleepy? you’re lucky i love you” you giggled and he just sent you a boyish smile. “i’m fine. let’s go watch bluey”

masterlist <3

taglist. @l3visbby ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @mon2sunjinsuver ,, @w3bqrl ,,

@eternalgyu ,, @haecien ,, @slytherinshua

[kaiyunsim]

night to remember —

pairing : student!yushi x student!reader (no pronouns. written with male in mind)

summary : after meeting yushi thought a mutual friend, you have a hangout in a dorm with everyone, while also having a night to remember with yushi.

warnings : fluff, teasing, college au

a/n : erm… i wrote this at 2am.

~ requested ! ~

— wc: 1.4k— not proof read —

the first day of college is chaotic, to say the least. dorm assignments are a mess, people are frantically trying to find their classrooms, and yushi is already late to his first lecture. you spot him sprinting across campus, backpack bouncing wildly, his dark hair sticking up at odd angles from what must’ve been a rushed morning. he’s juggling a half-empty coffee cup and a folder that’s threatening to spill its contents onto the pavement. you can’t help but laugh at the scene, the sound of your amusement catching his attention. he glances your way, his dark eyes meeting yours for just a second before he vanishes around the corner.

later that day, as fate would have it, you meet properly. it’s outside the student union, where a group is forming, introductions buzzing through the warm afternoon air. sion, the friend who seems to know everyone, is at the center of it all. "this is yushi," sion says, clapping him on the back. "he’s a disaster, but we love him."

yushi looks embarrassed, his cheeks tinged pink as he gives a small wave. "hi," he says quietly, his voice soft and a little uncertain. his gaze flickers to you briefly, like he’s trying to gauge your reaction, before quickly darting away again.

you introduce yourself, offering him a reassuring smile, and when he reaches out to shake your hand, his grip is tentative but warm. "nice to meet you," he says, his lips twitching into the faintest hint of a smile. it’s a quiet moment, but something about it feels significant.

soon enough, a friend group starts to take shape. there’s sion, riku, ryo, jaehee, sakuya, yushi and now, you. the dynamic is lively, full of late-night hangouts in cramped dorm rooms, bursts of laughter over terrible jokes, and endless snacks shared among the group. yushi, however, often lingers at the edges, his quiet presence blending in until he warms up to the rhythm of the conversation. he’s thoughtful, his laughter always genuine when it does come, and it lights up his face in a way that’s hard not to notice.

with you, it’s a little different. there’s a hesitance to him, like he’s testing the waters, unsure how far he can go. the first time he teases you, it’s so subtle you almost miss it. the group is sitting on the floor of riku’s dorm, empty soda cans and snack wrappers scattered around. someone suggests sharing embarrassing high school stories, and you’re midway through recounting yours when yushi speaks up.

"wait," he says, holding up a hand, his voice tinged with nervous humor. "are you telling me you actually wore that to prom?"

his tone is teasing, but there’s a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes, as though he’s worried he might’ve pushed too far. you cross your arms, playing along. "it was a bold choice," you say defensively. "and i pulled it off."

"oh, i’m sure you did," he replies, a small smile tugging at his lips. "but i’d pay good money to see the pictures."

you roll your eyes, but the banter feels natural, and you notice the way his cheeks pinken slightly when the group laughs. as time goes on, this playful dynamic becomes a staple between you. yushi starts sitting next to you during hangouts, his shoulder brushing yours in a way that feels almost deliberate. his teasing gains confidence, his quiet wit shining through in moments that make your heart skip.

one friday night, the group gathers at sakuya and sion’s dorm, planning to play mario kart and hang out before diving into midterm prep. the energy in the room is chaotic, filled with the sounds of controllers clicking and mock threats being exchanged. you and yushi end up on the same couch, the space between you narrowing as the night goes on.

"you’re going down," he says, holding the controller with a mix of determination and nerves.

"big words for someone who just crashed into a banana peel," you reply, your character zooming past his on the screen.

yushi groans dramatically, leaning back against the couch. "this game is rigged."

"or you’re just bad at it," you tease, your tone light.

his cheeks flush, but he narrows his eyes at you with a playful grin. "oh, you think you’re better?" he playfully nudges you.

"i know i am," you reply, throwing a blue shell that sends his character spinning off the track. you glance at him, triumphant. "see?" you nudge back, a bit harder than he did.

yushi huffs, but there’s a glimmer of admiration in his voice. "beginner’s luck," he mutters, though the small smile tugging at his lips betrays his amusement.

the game drags on, full of dramatic comebacks and loud laughter, until sion declares he’s starving and suggests a late-night food run. most of the group agrees, but you and yushi hang back, both sticking to the original plan and want to head to the library for some last-minute studying.

the campus is quiet under the glow of streetlights as you walk together, your steps echoing in the stillness. yushi stays close, his arm brushing yours now and then, each touch sending a small jolt through you. the night air is crisp, and at some point, yushi notices you shivering. it was stupid to walk outside with only a shirt.

without a word, he shrugs off his jacket and hands it to you.

"here," he says, his voice soft. "you’ll catch a cold." he continues. he still has a hoodie on so offering his jacket wasn’t going to change much for him.

you hesitate for a moment before accepting it, the fabric still warm from his body. "thanks," you say, slipping it on. it’s a little big, the sleeves hanging past your hands, and you catch yushi glancing at you with a shy smile.

inside the library, you find a cozy corner tucked away from the main study area. textbooks and notes are spread out between you, but focus is hard to maintain. yushi looks more tired than determined, his head drooping as he attempts to read.

"you okay over there?" you ask, trying to stifle a laugh.

he nods, though his eyes are half-closed. "just... resting my eyes," he mumbles.

moments later, he’s fast asleep, his head leaning against your shoulder. at first, you’re surprised, the warmth of him catching you off guard. but as his breathing evens out, you find yourself relaxing, the weight of him oddly comforting. you stay like that, letting him rest, the quiet hum of the library surrounding you.

when he wakes up, the embarrassment is immediate. his face turns crimson as he sits up, avoiding your gaze. "why didn’t you wake me up?" he asks, voice muffled as he buries his face in his hands.

"you looked comfortable," you reply with a shrug, trying to hide your amusement.

yushi groans, but there’s a small, shy smile tugging at his lips, as if part of him doesn’t entirely mind.

the walk back to sakuya’s dorm is quieter, the night wrapping around you like a blanket. when you rejoin the group, they’re sprawled on the floor, empty takeout containers littered around. sion looks up with a grin, his gaze flicking between you and yushi.

"you two took your time," he teases, waggling his eyebrows. "what were you doing? having a heartfelt conversation?"

yushi stiffens beside you, his cheeks flushing a deep red. "we were studying," he mumbles, his voice barely audible.

riku smirks, clearly not buying it. "studying? is that what they call it now?" his gaze drops to the jacket you’re still wearing, and his grin widens. "or were you borrowing yushi’s wardrobe? because you look pretty cozy in that jacket."

yushi’s eyes go wide, and he starts to stammer. "i—it was cold! i just—"

sakuya leans in with a playful smirk. "sure, yushi. let’s go with that."

the group bursts into laughter, their teasing lighthearted but relentless. yushi groans, burying his face in his hands, and you can’t help but laugh along, the warmth in your chest spreading at their playful ribbing.

as the night winds down and the group starts to disperse, yushi pulls you aside, his expression a mix of embarrassment and something softer. "sorry about... them," he says quietly, his gaze fixed on the ground.

"don’t be," you reply, your voice equally soft. "they’re not wrong."

yushi looks up at you, his eyes wide, and for a moment, neither of you speaks. then he smiles, small and shy, but it lights up his face in a way that makes your heart skip.

as you decide to stay for a sleepover in the shared dorm, the memory of yushi’s smile lingers as you glance at him sleeping peacefully beside riku, like two cats beside one another. you can’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, the group is right.

[4doras]

FROM THE START ౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆

you didn’t know the sweetest thing on the menu would be a boyfriend ⊹♡

genre. fluff

wc. 1.3k

a/n. hehe first nct wish fic and its sakuya my baby (◕‿◕✿)

YOU NEVER FULLY ENJOYED YOU JOB, of course, it was fun, but you never found it super enthralling. all you really did was help customers if necessary, work at the cash register, and help pack pastries. you liked your colleagues, you liked the environment, but the job wasn’t all that.

more under the cut!

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“Y/N, COME TO THE REGISTER!” your boss, oh sion, called. “coming,” you replied, pulling yourself to the desk. but your dull attitude was painted over with bright paint the moment you saw who was in front of you.

his dark hair framed his face in the softest way, each strand falling just enough to make him look effortlessly dreamy. there was a quiet kind of warmth in his expression, the kind that made it impossible to look away from him. there was something about him, something in the way his lips barely curled, in the gentle tilt of his head, that made it feel like he wasn’t just cute — he was enchanting. you saw a part of you in him; his bag decorated with cute keychains, most definitely more than you owned.

“y/n, this is my friend, sakuya. i thought you’d like to meet each other since you both have similar interests.” he signalled at you to wave to your new found friend before continuing. “and maybe saku can help you be more in the bakery, he really likes it here.”

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KEYCHAINS, SNACKS, AND STICKERS, THEY ALL FILLED YOUR HANDS. you and sakuya — or maybe more of sion — decided to go out to get closer. the two of you went to every cute store that you passed by, never leaving any of them empty handed. and by the time you got home, your arms were full of red marks from where your heavy bags hung off of.

fujinaga sakuya:

interested in dancing and singing

born on 17th november 2007

loves bread (especially croissants)

favourite colour is pink

best friend is ryo

super cute.

well, maybe the last part was your own opinion instead of what he had told you, but it was true. you didn’t know what part of him it was, but he was the cutest person you had ever seen, physically and personality wise.

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OVER THE NEXT FEW WEEKS, YOU AND SAKUYA HAD BECOME CLOSER. you both became best friends at such a quick speed. you had met all of sakuya’s other friends, went to his favourite shops and markets, hung out together a total of sixteen times in the past month, and met his parents twice. you and him were so close his parents had their suspicions that you were dating.

“i mean, i would too. you two are so close, and it’s been… a month?” sion said while wiping down a table. “but if i’m being honest, you and him look cute together.” he turned his head, staring at you with the most serious eyes.

“what are you talking about? me and saku are just friends, sion. you know that.” you turned your head away, attempting to hide your very red face from sion, knowing he’d misunderstand it.

you were only red because it’s embarrassing to think about you and sakuya dating. right?

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TWO CROISSANTS, A RED BEAN BUN, AND A VANILLA LATTE. the moment you saw sakuya headed towards the bakery, you started packing his usual order.

“hi, y/n—” he greeted you, but you quickly pushed him his order. “how’d you know?” he looked at you with huge eyes. “you always order that, saku.” you wiped off your hands with a towel, taking off your apron and telling sion you’d be taking a break. “i’m gonna go tell sion i’m taking a break, wait for me at the table.”

you started taking time off of the job to spend it with sakuya. it was fun to spend time with sakuya, even if it was just a few minutes. and sion didn’t mind it either. it was the perfect way to spend as much time as possible with sakuya.

“oh, a ‘break’? it better not be an hour long again, y/n.” sion shook his head. “if you want to go on a date with sakuya do that on a day where you don’t have work.” he grinned. ever since you started talking about sakuya to sion, he constantly teased you about sakuya. “i don’t take that long! and i don’t want to go on a date with him…” sion shooed you away, “go to your boyfriend.” you walked away, thinking about what sion had said.

of course you didn’t want to go on a date with sakuya, he’s your best friend! it just wouldn’t be right.

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YOU CLOSED THE STORE UP WITH SAKUYA. closing up with sakuya was something you never did before since he usually went home after your quick meet up. but as sion said, “it goes without saying” that he had to stay too.

as you tidied the cabinets, sakuya snuck up beside you. “y/n,” he stood beside you, looking at you with a cheeky yet sheepish smile. “i’ll be waiting outside. don’t leave without me.” and before you could even turn your head to face him, he was gone.

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FINALLY, YOU LOCKED THE DOOR AND WENT TO YOUR CAR WHERE YOU SAW SAKUYA. “so, what’d you wanna say?” your fingers fidgeted with the hem of your sleeve, mind racing faster than you could keep up with. sakuya’s expression was unreadable, his lips parting slightly like he was about to speak — only to close again. was he about to say something bad? something good? the uncertainty gnawed at you, making your chest feel tight. you wanted to demand an answer, but all you could do was wait, heart pounding, as the seconds stretched unbearably long.

sakuya took a deep breath, his hands clenched at his sides. he had rehearsed this a hundred times with sion, but now that you were in front of him, every word felt stuck in his throat.

“i like you, y/n.” he blurted out, eyes flickering to you before quickly looking away. a nervous laugh slipped out before he spoke. “i’ve liked you for a while, actually. i just didn’t know how to say it.” his eyes finally meeting yours, his cheeks flushed. “but i do. i really do.” he hung his hand behind his neck.

“what?” couldn’t find the words to say, only questions. “i really like you, okay? ever since sion started talking about you and how similar we were, i’ve been hiding my feelings towards you.” he fiddled with the longer bits of his hair before explaining more. “you’re really sweet, and cute, and… i don’t know y/n, it just feels like you’re the right person for me.”

your fingers curled into your sleeves as you searched for the right words. you liked him. but the weight of the moment made it impossible to speak.

then you caught the nervous flicker in sakuya’s eyes, the way he was holding his breath, waiting.

a small smile tugged at your lips. “i’m really bad at this,” you sighed, voice softer than usual. then, after a pause, “i like you too, saku.” his jaw fell.

was it really that surprising that you liked him back?

i mean, it was to you yourself, but you had to come to your feelings. you frequently found yourself thinking about sakuya, associating his favourite pastries with him, and always bought trinkets for him. the continuous denial made you tell sion about the issue, bringing you to the realisation that you truly did love him.

“actually?” he took your hands into his, squeezing them tighter the longer you held the silence.

you couldn’t think. your mind went blank. you wanted to say something, anything about how much you liked him too, but every thought tangled together, refusing to form a sentence. your heart pounded, and sakuya was just standing there, waiting.

you couldn’t think anymore.

you leaned in, your lips pressing against his in a kiss that said everything you couldn’t. for a second, sakuya froze. then he gently kissed you back, pulling you closer.

when you finally pulled away, breathless, sakuya let out a soft laugh. “so, i’m guessing that you really do like me too?”

“i’ve liked you from the start, sakuya.”

[peterm4rker]

CAN I MAKE IT ANY MORE OBVIOUS? ── a maeda riku smau

three. almost normal (written)

🕸✮⋆˙ wc. 2.5k w. curse words, that's all ! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

to say riku felt his heart fall out of his ass was the understatement of the century.

this wasn’t supposed to happen. he was supposed to come home and free himself of any type of probability or chance to see her. but yet there she was. 

she looked as stunning as she always did, with her preppy outfits and the white ribbons in her hair. he could almost stop and admire her beauty, but the pure and absolute gut wrenching feeling that accompanied her presence was further deafening. it wasn’t like he wanted to feel that way every time he crossed her by accident. he wanted to be indifferent to her, as nonchalant as he could ever be. but he couldn’t forget the way he felt when he walked into her room on that wretched day; the mess of her hair, how her limbs tangled with others that certainly didn’t belong to him.

she had taken his heart and did what she wanted with it, taking advantage of the adoration he harbored for her. all of that grief, fear and anger had to stay in tokyo along with her; not in his precious little town. not in his skatepark.

“dude, you okay?” sion’s voice broke him out of his trance. his eyes moved to his friend, waving his hand to dismiss his worried stare. 

“i’m fine, it’s just… what the fuck is she doing here?” riku questioned, his eyes traveling back to the girl that stood by the containers, looking extremely out of place in his little paradise.

“something tells me we’ll find out eventually.” jaehee commented, his hand taking its spot on riku’s shoulder as if to show him support.

“fuck no we won’t, i’m not talking to her.” riku shook his head negatively, his eyebrows lightly furrowed.

“of course you aren’t, i’ll kill you if you do.” yushi joined the conversation, his face contorted in an amusing show of disgust like it always did when she was involved in some way.

“what if i ran her over? she doesn’t know who i am anyways,” sakuya spoke, his eyebrows furrowed adorably as he glared at her from riku’s side.

“i think you should.” yushi nodded.

“no one is running her over,” riku rolled his eyes, feeling a little lighter because of his friend’s support. “i’ll just avoid her and that’s it.” he shrugged, trying to ignore the tug he felt on his chest.

“uhm, i don't think that’s going to work,” sion muttered, his eyes fixated up ahead “considering she’s walking towards us right now.”

riku’s eyes widened as he looked back in her direction, where she effectively was walking straight towards the small group. 

“fuck this,” yushi groaned, staying planted by his friend’s side even when he wanted nothing more than to leave and not have to listen to her annoying little voice. it wasn’t anything new, he had hated her since the moment riku introduced them and she batted her ugly little eyelashes at him a little too much.

“riku! hi!” she exclaimed, and riku’s body shivered at the way his name sounded rolling off her tongue.

“kazuha, hey,” he answered, smiling awkwardly at her.

“funny running into you here! i was just here with my boyfriend,” she spoke, her voice overly sweet as if she had coated it with poisonous honey. she knew there was nothing funny about the situation. it wasn’t like she was standing in his hometown, at the place she knew damn well was his favorite, and wait- her boyfriend? riku heard yushi scoff behind him, making the girl’s eyes fixate on him for a second. “oh hey boys, i didn’t see you there.” riku almost laughed at how none of them answered and the way kazuha’s smile faltered for a second before looking back at him. “anyways, as i was saying. i’m here with seita, i don’t know if you know him.” she pointed at a guy who stood with a couple others in the distance.

riku almost fucking laughed. of course it was him, who else? it wasn’t enough that he picked on him his entire childhood, but he also had to sleep with his girlfriend and bring her to his home. 

“yeah, we’re acquainted,” he deadpanned, not even forcing himself to grace her with a smile.

“oh, i’m glad,” she smiled, and riku stood there in silence, waiting for her to bid her goodbyes and leave. “so how have you been? i hope you’re better after.. uhm, you know.”

oh, that was his last fucking straw.

“i’m doing great, actually.” he spoke quickly, almost interrupting her. “i’m back with all my friends and my girlfriend, so that’s awesome.”

his girlfriend? 

“you have a girlfriend?” kazuha questioned, her eyebrows raised in disbelief as she tilted her face in question. 

riku felt his blood boil at her unbelieving expression. no, he actually didn’t, but was it really that hard for her to believe?

“i do,” he nodded, too far into his own lie to back out. he could only hope and pray his friends were good enough actors to not sell him out immediately.

“really, i wouldn’t have guessed,” the girl laughed dryly. “and who is this little girlfriend of yours?”

i would love to know. riku almost answered, searching in his head for a name that would get her to leave him alone. just as his eyes averted behind kazuha’s face, he spotted his salvation. 

“her name is yn,” he spoke, and sayuka choked on his soda right beside him.

“wow, pretty name,” kazuha spoke, smiling way too fakely for anyone to believe. “is she here right now?”

“uhm no, she hasn’t gotten here yet,” he shook his head, thanking every single angel he had in the sky that she didn’t know who you were.

“yn, slow the fuck down!” a voice that belonged to no one but your best friend, minjae, screamed in the distance.

fuck.

“oh, it looks like she just arrived,” the girl smiled, turning to look at where you stood, waiting for your friends to catch up. “i should introduce myself, i’m sure she knows who i am.” kazuha said, not waiting a single second before walking to where you were.

riku looked at his friends with alarmed eyes, meeting only shrugs and disbelieving looks. “useless, all of you” he whispered yelled at them before throwing his board on the floor and hopping on it, pushing himself and flashing past kazuha to beat her to you.

୨♡୧

your day was almost normal.

you had spent your morning at home with your brother before going to the all too familiar dance studio minjae’s family owned to watch your best friends practice, filming them while ryujin yapped about god knows what. watching them do their thing always brought warmth to your heart, reminding you of all the time you had spent in that same studio when you were younger, pursuing a passion long forgotten.

the afternoon was filled with laughter and your friend’s stupid antics that continued up until you finally got to the skatepark where you were supposed to meet your brothers to record the videos they wanted oh so badly.

still, life was never what you expected — or that’s what you were reminded about when you saw riku skating towards you at the speed of fucking light.

“hey, babe!” he spoke, loudly enough for the people around you to hear the nickname. your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, what had he just called you? “i didn’t know you were on your way, i would’ve walked you.” he continued before you could speak, only making you more confused.

you focused in his eyes for just a moment, the way they were slightly widened and seemed to scream for your help as he stood next to you. he smiled and ruffled your hair affectionately, something he had never done in 21 years of knowing each other.

“that’s okay…” you answered, your tone weary as you tried to figure out what on earth was happening. of course, your questioning was interrupted once again, this time by a high pitched voice coming from the girl approaching you from behind riku.

“hi girlie! oh my god, are you yn?” she said, an overly excited tone in her squeaky voice. “i’m kazuha, but i’m sure you know that.”

oh, you already despised her.

“yeah, that’s me,” you gave her a —very obviously— fake smile. “and no, i actually don’t recall ever hearing about you.”

that was a lie, actually. even though you were nowhere near close to riku, everyone knew who kazuha was back at college, and by extension, everyone knew what she had done to the poor boy.

her face fell and riku snorted softly next to you, making satisfaction curse through your body.

“oh, that’s strange… i guess it is my first time here.” kazuha spoke, shrugging while putting her perky facade on once again. 

“she goes to our college,” riku’s voice was heard for the first time in the conversation, making kazuha more visibly annoyed.

“whatever.” she scoffed, rolling her eyes before looking back at you. “you’re riku’s little girlfriend now aren’t you?”

now that was a crazy statement to say. 

“yeah, what’s it to you?”

and that was even crazier.

you could see riku let go of a breath he probably didn’t even notice he was holding, a hint of a smile tugging at the seam of his lips as you followed along with a game you didn’t even know you were playing.

“oh, nothing. i’m just his ex,” she said, looking way more annoyed now. “you know, the one that cheated on him.” she added, hiding her mouth by placing her hand at its side like that would change how ruthless she was being.

was this bitch crazy? there was absolutely no way she had the audacity to say something like that so casually, moreso in front of him and who she thought was his girlfriend.

“crazy that you’re proud of that.” you commented, a serious expression on your face. “look, i’m sorry to sound rude or anything, but i would very much like for you to leave me alone, okay? if you have some sort of unfinished business to discuss with riku go ahead, but don’t involve me in whatever fake little act you got going on.”

kazuha let out a gasp at the way you spoke, her mouth falling open and closing back as she looked for something to say. it wasn’t long until she just turned around and stomped away, leaving you and a very shocked riku behind.

“want to tell me what the fuck was that about?” you asked, turning around to face the culprit of all the lying you had just done.

“first of all thank you so much, you’re fucking awesome and i owe you one,” the boy spoke quickly, his cheeks growing red. “i’m so sorry to involve you, but she appeared out of nowhere and she was being so fucking cocky and i kinda just said i have a girlfriend even though i don’t and then you were the first person i saw so i said your name but minjae’s loud ass ruined the whole bit.”

you heard minjae protest from behind you, reminding you of the presence of the rest of your friends.

“so now she thinks i’m your girlfriend?” you asked, a face of slight disgust on your face.

“hey! you don’t have to look so disgusted about it.” riku protested, making a small smile place itself on your lips.

“don’t be a baby, i still played the part.” you retorted. 

“yeah, i guess you’re right, thank you.” he sighed. an awkward silence surrounded the both of you for a few seconds before he spoke up. “i don’t know how long she’s staying, you know.” he began, looking down at the floor as he fiddled with his board.

“yeah…?” you said, confused as to why he was bringing that up.

“and knowing her she must have already told like fifteen people.” he continued, his eyes still not meeting yours.

“i figured.” you answered, still trying to decipher what he wanted to say.

“you’re a very good actress, too, you should think about it as a career path.” he praised, and you rolled your eyes as you began to catch on to his intentions.

“what are you trying to say, riku?” you pushed, staring right at his face and waiting for him to finally make eye contact with you.

“uhm, we could like… keep pretending?” he asked, finally looking up.

“jesus christ,” you breathed, almost amused at the ridiculousness of his words. “i’m not pretending to date you, riku.”

“dude, please,” he asked frantically, looking at you with begging eyes. “at least think about it? please?”

you let out a long sigh as you stared into his puppy dog eyes… they resembled a cat more, in your opinion.

“okay, i'll think about it.” you gave up, earning a huge smile from him.

“thank you so much, you can ask sakuya for my number and tell me later,” he said, now cheerfully as he let his skateboard back onto the floor, ready to go back to his friends to tell them all about the interaction.

“sure, will do,” you nodded, feeling an unfamiliar tug in your heart strings as he spoke.

“okay, bye then”, he nodded back, waiting for a few seconds before speaking again. “babe.” he smiled and left immediately, leaving you standing dumbfoundedly. 

“what the fuck just happened?” junmin asked from behind you.

“i have no clue.” you said breathlessly as your eyes followed riku’s moving figure.

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[yushi-ni]

ෆ NCT WISH ෆ 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ masterlist

summary; small things you do that make wish realize how much they love you. little moments that make them fall in love over and over again

pairing; sion - riku - yushi x you

genre; fluff

notes; nothing special i am sorry but i am trying to find my own way of writing so i am trying out a bunch of things for now!!!!! i hope you enjoy it !!!!

──୨ৎ────────୨ৎ────────୨ৎ──

hyung line; (maknaes)

oh sion

sion always has his eyes on you. you could be sitting across from him at the dining table or on the other side of the room playing with one of his younger members; sion followed your every move. he made it no secret that he was in utterly in love with you. since you often come over to the dorms to see your bf, you had gotten very close to the other five guys as well. as you were all spending time together, sakuya and you found yourselves in a very competitive game with each other. sakuya being sakuya had no mercy for you and was determined to win. the other guys slowly turned their full attention towards you two and your game quickly turned into a 3-3 team match while sion, who watched you guys play from his spot on the couch, caught himself staring at you as a smile grew on his face. you were laughing and fooling around with his members as your eyes locked with your boyfriend. smiling at him you waved him over to sit next to you and join the game, which he let slide with a smile, enjoying the moment of you guys playing together. everyone knows sion loves his members but nothing can compare to what he feels for you. it's the way you carry yourself and fill up every room with your bright energy and laughter that makes him fall for you over and over again every day. the fact you get along with his members makes him so happy. he loves how you take care of the younger ones and go along in their little mischievous actions, playing games with them just like now. sharing laughs and fun times as your boyfriend fondly reminds himself to tell you he loves you as soon as he gets you alone again later.

maeda riku

riku loves a lazy sunday morning. no schedules, no alarm clocks, no rushing out of the door or quick goodbyes as both of you parted ways to get to work on time. just you and him. the sun was peeking in through the opening of the blinds, hitting the wall and lighting up the room with a cozy and warm atmosphere. riku always wakes up before you. he turns towards you, running his fingers through your hair as he smiles at your sleeping state. he lets his eyes wander over your soft features, taking in all the little details of your face. he could stare at you for hours on end and often gets lost in his thoughts as he looks at you. he couldn't help himself, you just look so cute laying next to him. as he brushes his thumb over your cheek, he feels you leaning into his touch. not opening your eyes just yet, you softly smile mirroring the big smile on your boyfriends face. riku, who was both happy you were awake but also sad he could not look at your cute sleeping face anymore, cupped your face and chuckles at the way you slowly opened your eyes not ready to be faced with the bright light yet. you let out a little "goodmorning" and smile at your bf who placed a soft kiss on your forehead when he feels your arms sneaking around his waist as you snuggle your face into his chest. riku feels the warmth from your body onto his and couldn't help the heat creeping up to his cheeks. no matter how long you guys are already together, his heart still skips a beat when you hold onto him or cuddle into him. he wished you guys could just stay like this forever. just holding you in his arms. he gives you another kiss on your head as he takes in this moment a little bit longer as the quiet and peaceful sunday morning gets cut short again as the sound of his members slowly waking up as well start to fill the dorm with lively noise.

tokuno yushi

yushi is a quiet observer of the things around him. finding it difficult to express his emotions - feelings with words. he rather shows how much he loves you in other ways. you yourself also have your own ways to show your love and affection for others. one of them being cooking and baking yummy food for the people you care about. you get satisfaction and happiness when you see others eat well. especially your bf, who works hard all day. you are busy in the kitchen, preparing a simple meal for your bf as he walks through the door being greeted by the yummy smell of your cooking. quickly making his way to the kitchen he is met with your back towards him, softly humming along to the music. "ohhh hiii yushi, i didn't hear you come in. the food will be ready soon!!" you said as you turned around seeing your bf got home. yushi sat down at the table, watching you fidgeting with your hands as you finish up the food. he couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of him. he loves the way your face looks when you are concentrating on something or the way your small hands just look so cute being busy with doing five things at the same time. as you make your way to the table you hand your bf his plate with food and sit down next to him. yushi, not even paying attention to his food looks at you as you take your first bite. taking in the way your cheeks fill up with food and your eyes softly close as you chew and take a little moment to relax, he finds himself staring at you as his mind wanders off to how lucky he is to have you. before you can even question why he has not started eating yet you feel a soft kiss on your cheek. you turn towards him and smile "what is that for??" you giggle. "just because" he says softly before planting a little kiss on your lips. smiling at you as he leans back again, watching your face lit up with a warm smile as you look at your bf, mirroring the same look on his face as he cannot hide the affection he has for you. in his eyes, you are the most beautiful person ever. in and out. he could stare at you for hours and still find a new thing he loves about you. to be able to call you his, is something he still finds hard to believe.

[bambuwu-writes]

sakyo owns one of those very slim pocket plastic case wallets, in which he has no money, no credit cards, no store membership cards, no coupons, nothing you’d imagine would be put in a wallet

he does, however, have small printed pictures of everyone in mankai [courtesy of fushimi], by troupe, with individual candid shots of azami and sakuya. [one group photo is there of one of their year end parties that has all the backstage crew, matsukawa, tetsuro, sakoda, the ensemble regulars, and even kamekichi. everyone’s faces r super tiny from how much the photo is shrunk down to fit, but he can point to anyone you name within a millisecond. taichi is in the bottom left corner, with a fruit punch stain directly on the front of his shirt. chikage? middle right, slightly up to the top, he had just bought the pants he���s wearing that same week. kazunari is sitting on the grass with azuma, both waving at the camera. and izumi? if you look carefully you’ll see his lips twitch to smile when you ask after her. he takes longer to point her out. she’s right in the middle of it all, because of course she is. giving this entirely vivacious grin, as if to say ‘oh yeah, all of this you’re seeing here is mine!’]

there’s one picture tucked in the back though, that sakyo took himself. its a candid of izumi obvi.

[redlerred7]

Lessons in Potions Safety with Marisa Kirisame

(A Touhou Project fanfic)

Chapter 6

Wherein Patchouli confronts Marisa about her research paper procrastination.

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"You have not been working on it," Patchouli remarked as she leafed through the stack of papers Sakuya had deposited in front of her. "Truly disappointing." Marisa—whom Sakuya had also deposited in front of Patchouli—rolled her eyes. It was the only response she could really make considering she was currently bound, gagged, and propped up against a bookshelf like a forgotten broom. Patchouli made another disappointed noise. "Release her, Sakuya." Sakuya did not visibly move, but the ropes binding Marisa spontaneously shredded themselves. Marisa collapsed forward onto the floor, coughing. "You may leave," Patchouli ordered with a dismissive wave. Sakuya curtsied with a satisfied smile, then disappeared with no further fanfare. "As for you," Patchouli continued, turning to Marisa. "Explain yourself."

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[syrakhanistan]

((Let’s talk about time-stops; or, “Why the Rule of Cool trumps proper logic in fiction”…

Before we begin, here’s a fun fact: The Earth moves around the Sun at roughly 67,000 mph (107,000 km/h) - or, about 18.5 miles a second.

When we see time stopping abilities in fiction, from Sakuya Izayoi and DIO to Akemi Homura and Esdeath, the viewer is often expected to say “Oh, holy cow, that’s cool!” (no pun intended in Esdeath’s case). What is often not discussed, for reasons that will become obvious, is the mechanics behind what a time-stop is, how it would work, and what happens during and after it.

Let’s take DIO’s The World from JJBA. After activating “THE WORLD!”, the viewer witnesses a perfect sphere expand from the vampire’s Stand. Despite the dramatic look of the expanding colour change, the World’s stated range of attack is roughly 10 metres (the length of an average bus, or the height of a three-story building); while the actual encompassing distance of The World’s ability are not stated (even though the show seems to show it affecting at least the entire river and bridge area during the final fight of the third season), so let’s just assume it’s 10 metres cubed (10m^3).

For comparison, and more relevance to my work on this site, let’s look at the far more vague abilities of Akemi Homura, another famous time-stopper in fiction. When Homura twists her shield in one direction, time is stopped. This sentence is relatively simple, but rather more complex to explain. For example, we say time is stopped - but for a few moments after the time-stop, objects still remain in motion (for example, any bullets that have been fired just prior to activation). Similarly, anything that Akemi Homura is in direct contact with is not affected by the time-stop - from her clothes and weapons, to other people (“Don't let go of my hand, Kyoko, or else you're gonna freeze along with time”, while fighting Oktavia von Seckendorf).

However, while Araki is somewhat vague in exact details in JJBA, his words seem almost scientific compared to that of Madoka Magica in this circumstance. For example, a common question is “At what point does Homura’s ‘contact’ end? In the Walpurgisnacht fight, does her contact affect falling skyscrapers? What about when her feet touch the ground - does she affect the entire planet?”.

These questions, while valid, aren’t even the tip of the iceberg. For example - air. Air, while invisible to the human eye, is comprised of atoms and molecules (predominantly nitrogen and oxygen); but there is still space between those very, VERY small objects. Homura’s ability cannot be simply based on “contact” - otherwise she would find herself quickly unable to breathe (although strictly speaking, this is unnecessary for a magical girl given their unique physical condition).

This extends to other things; for example, sight and sound. Sight is, very generally speaking, when photo-receptive cells in the eye receive light (photons of very-small-effect electromagnetic properties), which triggers a nerve reaction that gives information to the brain; similarly, sounds are based on waves (vibrations through air-particles). If time has truly stopped, then what of sight and sound? The implications of a time-stop not affecting particles or electromagnetic radiation would be intriguing; at what point would a time-stop decide when and where a particle is required to stop? What particles does it say can continue to travel? If all particles and waves in a time stop cease to function, Homura would be left effectively blind - or, slightly more likely, her vision would remain in exactly the same spot while her body would still be able to move, leading to an extremely disorienting experience (let alone the fact that balance in the human body is predominantly based on motion within the ear canal - which, again, is based on air particles (put very simply)).

On a slightly grander scale, in most time-stop scenarios, there is also the issue of locale. Let’s say that there’s a distance or perception limit; maybe DIO can only stop time within a 10 metre sphere, or maybe Homura can only stop time within a certain area of her capability to perceive things. This means that this cross-section of things has their time stopped - but nothing else is. After the time stop ends, the user and their affected area would suddenly and swiftly find themselves quite possibly thousands of miles away from the Earth, alongside it’s gravitational pull and atmosphere. The incoming pressure due to a sudden vacuum would likely obliterate everything within the area - let alone the fact that, due to the previously mentioned extreme speed the Earth orbits the Sun at, the piece of area that has had time-stopped would now be accelerating at roughly the same speed, but without any of the gravitational pull to keep it cohesive. If the pressure from the sudden vacuum didn’t squash the participant, the sudden deceleration meeting accelerating forces would turn the participant into a splatter on a rapidly decomposing windscreen. There’s also the matter of how particles being frozen in such a way and then being smashed back into reality would behave; while not exactly as powerful as the “Baseball at the speed of light” concept, something similar may well happen due to the force and pressure exerted, likely leading to a small amount of nuclear fusion occurring. Again, almost certain obliteration. Even if Homura’s time-stop somehow affects not just a single area, but the Earth itself - the Earth would suddenly find its place in the Solar System massively disrupted. What if it affects the whole Solar System? The Solar System is just one small system of stellar objects within an entire localised area of space within a massive galaxy. The impact would be, quite literally, astronomical.

For the sake of argument, let’s take this further, to the ultimate limits. We don’t exactly know the full true measurements of Homura’s time stop, or most other time-stops. So what if a time-stop affects all of time and space? Let’s say the entire space-time continuum is held in place by a single magical girl. There are SO many laws of physics broken here that it’s genuinely hard to conceive, so let’s start with the one that the Incubators of PMMM are most concerned about - the laws of entropy. A time-stop of all things would include the expansion of the universe (I.E.: the fact that due to time dilation, the Big Bang is technically still ongoing, and the universe is still rapidly expanding). Reality being stopped for LITERALLY ANY SINGLE LENGTH OF TIME would already likely instantly expend more energy than the entire Big Bang itself (an explosion that started the universe within under a Planck-scale duration - 10^-43 of a second, or a zero, a decimal point, thirty-four consecutive zeroes followed by a single one. For comparison, a nanosecond is only 10^-9 of a second…), as the potential energy required to be prevented from occurring in all of reality at the same time for any length of time is likely only a few decimal places off from infinity itself. Any time stop, let alone a true/universal time-stop, also immediately breaks all three of Newton’s Laws, and fundamentally goes against pretty much everything you can understand about physics as a concept.

If a time-stop was even slightly scientifically accurate, the Incubators would be A LOT MORE INTERESTED IN HOMURA than they are in the actual series. Screw magical soul gems helping to slow the heat death of the universe, or creating a deity to control it entirely - you already have a single shield that can do it at a whim.

Oh, and that shield? It can do something EVEN MORE INSANE - it can REVERSE THE FLOW OF TIME ITSELF.

Theoretically, at the most extreme possible place in the universe - just beyond the event-horizon of a singularity in a black hole - time is dilated, leading a slowing in perception, which could theoretically allow you to skip forward incrementally in time. The most extreme thing we know in the universe can only slightly affect time, and can only do it forwards - yet here is a single silver plate of magic that can do that, but better, while also having the ability to functionally reverse time itself.

Also, once more - does Homura’s time-reversal back to the few weeks prior to Walpurgisnacht affect the whole universe, or just Earth, or just Japan, or just Mitakihara?

…I hope you’re starting to see what I’m getting at, here.

Once you begin asking about the logical function of certain things within fiction, particularly within a magic system, the questions quickly escalate to wacky proportions.

It’s the same with other concepts in fiction; for example, most fantasy worlds have everyone speak in the same accent and same language - which is absurd in settings that are supposed to be the size of continents.

The thing is, in fiction, we sometimes have to simplify - otherwise, when thought of at a logical level, things quickly become absurd.

This is the so-called “Rule of Cool”. If something doesn’t make sense in a story’s system of mechanics - just call it magic, and hand-wave it away. Obviously, this doesn’t work for EVERYTHING - a magic system still requires basic functions and rules; but the Rule of Cool allows one to ignore certain minutiae for the simple fact that explaining or trying to understand every single little thing will inevitably lead to a downward spiral that ends in a single word:

“Why?”.

And at that point, you might as well give up selling it as fiction. Sometimes, it’s better to just… enjoy the story. Sure, if you think about something logically in a fictional setting, it likely quickly devolves into absurdity - but, unless of course the mechanics of a thing are critical to be understood, perhaps it’s better to just… move on. Let the author tell their story. If something is logically inconsistent within a fictional universe… maybe it’s just magic.

Let it be. Otherwise fiction likely and quickly unravels into a LONG set of mathematical equations. And nobody wants that, right?))

[dojae-huh]

Inkigayo in Tokyo

(date of the event: 121024)

A long post. The best JaeDo moments happen in Saitama.

Part 1: Doyoung

It's a beautiful life...

Doyoung was one of the 3 MCs, he was introduced as a Crown Prince of k-pop. Kick It. Fanchant. He preformed with 127 and as a soloist.

And the star was born - the solo segment.

Truly, I'm glad Do didn't get his album several years ago. He used to be not confident in his own voice. And he needed that daesang for 127, and for neos to do well on their own to be mentally free.

Doyoung was focused and tense during this Inkigayo show, he was the leader on top of his MC duties. He felt the responsibility. And yet, look at how he carried his own solo-section. Alone with his band and a stadium full of not just his fans, and not even just NCTzens.

7:56 - Notice how Do changed from his normal voice to a ligher tone.

9:30 - Frankly, I didn't like Oh-ya-yo in DLF on the album (I generally don't like the use of children choirs), but I see Doyoung's genius plan now. He intended for the crowd to sing along during live shows. And it is a good chant for a concert (easy to follow). People feel united, a part of a whole, uplifted (the measured breathing), when they sing and chant together. It's the oldest type of music.

I will point out that not all NCTzens in the audience were Do-biased. Despite that, everyone waved their neobongs and most sang alone and did the chant. Believe your eyes and see how the core fandom actually receives him.

Sidenote: I'm angry at Do's Japanese teacher for not correcting his pronunciation. He developed a habit of butcherring a few consonants, which gives him a noticeable accent. It's cute in speech, but not during singing.

Jaehyun, I'm ready to ship Do with his piano-boy, be aware, heh.

The pianist was impressive during the Japanese song. I bet it was Do's idea to strip down the performance and leave only the keys and his voice. It was a very powerful move. He created a magical moment. Japanese in general are very grateful to anyone who talks/sings in Japanese, and Do even made a connection, explained how there is a Korean tv-series remake, that the drama and the OST song are loved in SK as well.

As I said earlier, Do was in his leader mode, so he didn't yeld to other neos. As such, you can observe the real power dynamic.

Stuttering Jungwoo and slightly teasing him Doyoung.

Do with MarkHyuk. Do catching Mark near the end of the stage. Do catching co-MC Yunah from ILLIT. Bringin water for 127.

This JohnDo moment during the ment was interesting (all members said nice words to each other). Jaehyun really went a long way and matured considerably. He is very secure as the number 1 now. Notice how both Johnny and Doyoung looked at him several times. How Jae pretended to shield his eyes from JohnDo and was the first to clap (to mark the end to the fanservice bit). How Do didn't let the joking go too far (usually he is more lenient).

Do gathering 127 for a bow, manhandling everyone he could get his hands on.

Do and confetti. Video.

Part 2: Jaehyun

Despite going to the military soon and a busy schedule, Jaehyun lives every day happily. He is very open these days, very giving.

Fact Check Jae. Sunny road Jae. Giving five to fans. Jaehyun-hyung with Wish.

Jae and Yuta. Posting this to show that Jae doesn't have a habit of looking at someone's eyes non-stop.

Another classic from Jaehyunie: "Singers sing, and actors act". I like Hyuk's adlibs. Silly Jae and Mark his other half. Jae and Sakuya.

Jae's turn after Tae.

Part 3: JaeDo

That long-ass approach to the target.

Yes, Jaehyun didn't expect the hug. That smile with canines, that inhale.

I will add more fuel to your shipper fire and point out how both Doyoung and Jaehyun clung to each other despite Yuta trying to separate them (which I'm really questioning).

Do tapped Jae's butt. The booty is his. Woo and others should remember.

Jae was firmly keeping his hand for some time on Do's shoulder despite Yuta practically hanging off his arm. And at the end he tapped Do's arm with his fingers (after patting Yuta on the back). Reconnected with Do for a brief moment.

Here you can see how Do kept his hand on Jae's shoulder despite Yuta jumping on both and pushing with his weight. Also, a good view at the speed Jae grabbed Do's shoulder when Do hugged him. Aaand how instantly Doyoung put his hand on Jae's back when the bae approached him. We haven't seen such behaviour for years. It's a miracle.

Did you notice Do's small smile?

I guess home looks like this.

Part 4: NCT 127

Walk and the whole half an hour performance segment with ments.

( Kick It+2 Baddies+Fact Check

Sunny Road )

The crowd chanting. 127 tribal dance.

Part 5: NCT Wish

(can't find the full performance)

A bit of Steady.

Sakuya is injured, so he sat again. Riku dancing. Jaehee dancing. Sion and Haechan-hyung. Ryo and Yushi. Chant.

Part 6: NCT

Sion didn't learn yet that everyone should follow Taeyong or Doyoung's directions during big stages, and gather together as NCT. Do had to run after departing Wishies to add them to the NCT line up for the final bow. It was Jaehee who took Do's hand (no consideration for Ryo). Tap-tap-tap.

Bonus: Tongue lick.

[ofcrossroads]

@protectivemuses continued from here.

“ With Kuni-chan? Yeah, it's kinda like that. ” Or at least it used to be when they worked together. “ He would scold me whenever I tried to pay saying, there's no point if he would just get billed later. Haha ♥. ” Good times, good times. “ But Sakuya's Tsubaki's subclass, right? Tsubaki's a CEO. ” Tsurugi waves dismissively. “ I bet he gives a big big allowance. ”

Although, maybe Tsurugi's read the room wrong. “ But if you're talking about Misono-chan, ” Tsurugi snakes his arm around Mahiru's shoulders. “ Alicein money is really, really good. They have deep pockets. ” He's making it sound like it's a meal worth drooling over. “ And Tetsu-chan? He has that Tsukimitsu money. Theirs is nice too. ” He turned his head to Mahiru then, getting a little too close. “ You didn't know you had such rich friends, did you? ”

[yamada-ryo]

Slightly late comiket c103 masterpost

(Long post)

Someone cosplayed Bocchi from the house visiting episode (with the sash and party glasses)

Staff cosplaying as Mori Calliope and Oozara Subaru

RX-78-2 cosplayer waved to the crowd entering the venue (almost everyone in that section waved back)

Bocchi and Ryo cosplayers in the Blue Archive section

This one cosplayer manning a stall who very nearly handed me back 11000 yen when I handed her 10000 yen for a 1000 yen item

A Kurisu Makise cosplayer who didn't have Dr Pepper on hand but did have some tea

Arknights Platinum cosplayer who was like 180cm tall (with like 3 inch heel boots)

Went to I211's booth. Saw him talking in English to the customer in front of me. Tried to ask for the new book by asking in English. He replied in Japanese. Thanked him in English again. He thanked me in Japanese.

Guilty Gear May cosplayer with like a really really big hat

Different staff cosplaying as Calliope Mori (again)

Seems obvious when said but its interesting to see that people quite often dress in something related to what they're selling (train stuff/conductor's uniform, military stuff/camo uniform, 男の娘 etc)

Singular Ruri Dragon doujin booth

Someone was cosplaying as the guy from The Mask of all things. Like the one with the green face and yellow suit

The guy who married Miku had a booth and a Miku doll was handing out stuff to people visiting

A pair of Ryo and Kita maid cosplayers selling Bocchi stuff together

Saw a whole ass VSK, Kalashnikov and two RPGs in the military section

Overheard in an american accent "I'm telling you man it's all just horses"

3 completely different Touhou cosplayers just browsing the military section (Junko Aya and Sakuya)

A pair of Uma Musume cosplayers manning a booth in the train section

A pair of Chisato and Takina cosplayers manning a booth in the train section

For some reason quite a lot of booths in the train section accepted electronic payment (everywhere else was cash only)

Train ASMR

Somehow got called 'onee san'

A Witch from Mercury book being sold with the cover designed like one of those HG kit boxes

Bocchi the Cock. Like, a lot of it

Quite a sizable number of Kikuri Hiroi booths

There were like 4-5 booths in a row all selling AI generated stuff and you could tell which ones used the same program

One singular Brisket (strive) cosplayer

A booth that was just a guy handing out political flyers

A booth that just had "stop censorship law" written all over

Some guy cosplaying in a full ghillie suit

Okuyasu cosplayer (without The Hand) (or Josuke)

A staff who had a hat with a batter operated spinning ferris wheel like thing on it

A staff who had a Blue Archive halo taped on his hat but wasn't otherwise cosplaying (it was pink idk whose halo it was)

A staff who didn't know what colour his hat was and called it "yellowish orange" (オレンジ黄色いぽい)

As always there were many 男の娘/女装/etc

[eumppapasmom]

~ ˚⋆𓇼˚⊹ forever? 𖦹 ⁺｡° ~

chapter 7

~ synopsis: moving cities can be hard right? new schools, new people. especially if u dont have anyone to talk to; not unless you create great friends from random a summer camp.

~ pairing: nonidol!ryo X f!reader

~ genre: fluff ^^, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, coming-of-age

~ word count: 2474 W

~ warnings: NONE!!!

~ notes: ALMOST THEREE. not proofread. lemme know if u want to be in a taglist ENJOYYY! <3

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It was Friday evening now, the sky painted that pale pink color that only lasted ten minutes before fading into dark.

You were in oversized sweatpants, a loose hoodie, and slippers, dragging out a bulging trash bag because your mom had reminded you four times and you were finally out of excuses.

You cursed quietly as the bag nearly tipped sideways,

trying to juggle the weight of it without letting it rip or spill. Just as you reached the bins by the curb, someone called out—

“Need backup?”

You froze. Looked up.

Ryo stood across the street, hands in his pockets, hair a little messy like he’d just come back from a walk or had been dragged outside too.

His hoodie sleeves were pushed up, and he looked too effortlessly good for someone who had just caught you in full gremlin mode.

You blinked. “What—are you stalking me?”

He grinned. “I visit Sakuya almost everyday. I cut through this street all the time.”

“Great,” you muttered. “Perfect timing. You caught me in my most glamorous moment.”

Ryo stepped closer, raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t know. There’s something kind of iconic about battling a trash bag in slippers.”

You shoved the lid of the bin closed and gave him a look. “Please never repeat that.”

He just smiled and leaned against the fence beside you. “I was actually hoping I’d run into you.”

That caught you off guard.

“Oh..” you said, suddenly more aware of the fact that you hadn’t even brushed your hair in 2 days.

He started to walk away, then turned back. “And for the record?”

“Yeah?”

“You look fine—even when you’re fighting with garbage.”

You threw a crumpled tissue that was in your hand at him.

He caught it and laughed, walking off with a wave over his shoulder.

You stood there for a second longer, "Hey Ryo," you shout, "wanna hang out tomorrow?"

-

Ryo showed up at your door in jeans, a black hoodie, and holding two iced drinks he claimed were “probably way too sweet.”

You let him in, and for a while,

it was just background music and the occasional flipping of pages—he brought a sketchbook,

and you were trying to finish a half-read novel you’d started last week.

It was the kind of comfortable where neither of you needed to fill the silence.

Eventually, you both drifted into conversation.

You were lying on your stomach on the carpet, flipping through a magazine while Ryo sat against the couch.

“I’ve been thinking,” he said, chewing on the end of his straw, “about getting a part-time job.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.

I mean, I kind of want some of my own money, y’know? Like, not just asking my parents every time I want to buy a sketchpad or something.”

You hummed in agreement.

“Same. I’ve been thinking about it too. It’d be nice to have extra for random stuff… or to save up for trips or festivals.”

He looked over at you. “We should do it.”

“Together?”

“Why not?” he said with a small grin. “Could be fun. Or terrible. Either way, at least it’s not boring.”

You smiled, propping your chin up on your hands.

“Alright, deal. We’ll find something. Preferably not fast food. I’d get fired for eating the food.”

“Or bookstore,” Ryo said. “We’d get nothing done.”

“We’d accidentally alphabetize the shelves and then argue about genre tags.”

You both laughed, and for a second it felt like the air between you shifted again—just slightly.

Like something was slowly falling into place without needing to be said out loud.

Later, when Ryo stood to leave, you walked him to the door, fingers lingering on the edge of the doorframe like you didn’t quite want him to go.

He gave you a small nod. “Thanks for today.”

“Thanks for coming,” you said, smiling. “I’ll start job-hunting tonight.”

“Me too. Let’s update each other tomorrow?”

You nodded. “Deal.”

He left with his usual slow walk, hands tucked into his pockets, and your hallway felt quieter without him in it.

Thirty minutes after Ryo left, you were back in cozy clothes—hair thrown into a messy bun, your favorite candle lit, and your phone buzzing with a message from Mina:

mina: we’re outside. prepare urself for being a big back with us.

You barely had time to open the door before Mina barreled in,

followed by Lila carrying a tote bag full of snacks like it was an emergency ration drop.

“So?” Mina demanded, dropping onto the bed dramatically. “You called this meeting like it was life or death.”

“You said ‘I need to tell you something ASAP,’” Lila added as she set chips, cookies, and soda on your desk.

“Which either means you’re transferring schools again, pregnant, or getting married.”

You blinked. “Okay first of all—what??”

“You said ASAP,” Mina repeated.

“That’s like code for secret drama. I already planned my reaction. If you told us you were pregnant, I was going to pretend to faint.”

Lila snorted. “I was gonna name the baby.”

You buried your face in your hands. “You guys are so dramatic. I just wanted to tell you something normal.”

“Then why did it sound like a Kdrama plot twist?” Mina said, suspicious.

You flopped onto the bed between them, arms stretched above your head. “Because I wasn’t thinking. And now I regret it.”

“Spill,” Lila said. “We brought snacks for this.”

You exhaled slowly, letting the moment stretch before finally saying, “Ryo and I… decided to look for part-time jobs together.”

Pause.

Beat.

Blink.

Mina sat up straighter. “Together?”

“Yup,” you said casually, like your heart hadn’t sped up just repeating it.

“Like… the same job?” Lila asked, leaning closer.

“Same place? Same shifts?”

“Well, we haven’t found the job yet, but yeah, that’s the plan.”

Mina clutched a pillow. “Oh my god. This is it. This is the beginning of your slow burn workplace romance.”

“It’s not a romance,” you insisted, grabbing the pillow back. “We just talked about saving money and—”

“You know how many fake dating stories start with a ‘we’re just saving money’ excuse?”

Lila cut in, tossing a cookie into her mouth. “This is literally how half of Wattpad and AO3 operate.”

“I repeat,” Mina said seriously, “you’re either pregnant or about to fall in love during a closing shift.”

You groaned into the blanket. “Can we not loop pregnancy into every conversation?”

“No,” Lila said. “We’re mentally prepared for all possibilities now.”

You laughed, finally giving up. “Okay, fine. It was kind of cute. He brought it up first.”

“AH,” Mina yelled. “So he initiated it?!”

“Girl,” Lila said, leaning in. “He wants to spend time with you on purpose? In a minimum-wage environment?? That’s real.”

You smiled to yourself before you could stop it.

“He said he wants his own money for art supplies and stuff. It wasn’t that deep.”

“But he chose you to do it with,” Mina pointed out.

“He could’ve asked Sakuya. Or, you know, worked alone like a normal person.

Then Lila flopped back on the bed, eyes on the ceiling. “If you two end up working at a tiny café and locking eyes over a busted espresso machine, I want credit.”

Mina raised a hand. “And I want naming rights if your job love story ends in marriage.”

“Can we not jump straight to marriage and babies?” you groaned, throwing a pillow at both of them. "Although I really really love him.."

Lila caught it, grinning. “Too late. We’ve already picked out the wedding playlist.”

You shook your head, but even under the teasing and chaos, you felt it—the way they were genuinely excited for you.

For the chance of something real slowly building between you and Ryo.

And you couldn’t lie… deep down, you were kind of excited too.

"whatever im gonna tell Sakuya about this", lila says.

You and mina just glance eachother and smirk.

Monday morning came with sleepy eyes and unfinished breakfast.

School dragged the way it always did at the beginning of the week, but your mood was lighter than usual.

Maybe because of the weekend.

Maybe because you and Ryo had spent more time talking than you realized—and now it felt like something was quietly shifting just enough to notice.

You were walking with Mina and Lila to class when it happened.

“Are you guys free after school?” you asked casually,

pulling your hoodie sleeves over your hands. “Ryo and I are checking out a few places for job openings downtown.”

Mina blinked. “Wait. Ryo and you?”

Lila’s head whipped around. “Together?”

You froze. “…Did I not say that part already?”

Mina gasped. “Oh my god. I thought it was just a maybe. This is a thing. A full-on co-working plotline!”

Before you could defend yourself, the group chat pinged.

Sakuya 🌀: wait u and ryo are what now

Mina 🐸: Y/N and Ryo are job hunting together. same shifts. same store. same fate.

Lila 🐍: This is better than enemies to lovers. It’s coworkers to crushes.

You groaned, your phone lighting up again.

Sakuya 🌀: who let you two have a storyline without me

You bit back a smile. Typical Sakuya.

Lila 🐍: not yet 😌

You: can we chill it’s literally just job stuff 💀

Sakuya 🌀: “just job stuff” yeah okay. let’s see how long that lasts.

By the time you and Ryo left the last shop downtown, your feet were sore and your patience was fading.

“That café manager didn’t even look up when we said hello,” you muttered, adjusting your bag as you stepped outside. “Like, sir… eye contact is free.”

Ryo chuckled, walking a little slower beside you. “At least he didn’t make us do math on the spot. I still don’t know how much 7 x 12 is.”

“You definitely should know that.”

“I panic under pressure,” he said with a mock-serious expression. “Basic math? Gone. My own name? Forgotten.”

You laughed, and he grinned at the sound.

The sun was starting to dip low in the sky, painting everything gold. Your sneakers thudded gently against the sidewalk as you both turned onto the familiar route through the neighborhood.

“Do you think we’ll get any of them?” you asked after a beat, voice a little quieter now.

Ryo tilted his head, thinking. “I don’t know. Maybe. We made a decent impression… except at that one boba place where the blender exploded.”

“That was not my fault,” you said quickly, pointing at him. “You leaned on the counter!”

He smirked. “And you yelled like we were being attacked.”

“I was emotionally attacked,” you shot back.

The two of you dissolved into laughter again, and for a second, the weight of the day didn’t feel so heavy.

As the street grew quieter and your houses came closer, your steps slowed just a bit. The afternoon light hit the side of Ryo’s face, and he looked peaceful, even with his hoodie slightly rumpled and his hair wind-tousled.

“I’m glad we did this,” he said suddenly, voice softer than usual. “Even if we don’t get hired anywhere. It was nice.”

You looked at him, and something in your chest swelled—quiet and warm.

“Yeah,” you said honestly. “It really was.”

He nodded, kicking a pebble across the pavement. “And if nothing works out, maybe we can open our own store.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What would we sell?”

“Trash art and emotional chaos.”

You laughed. “So… us.”

“Exactly.”

You reached the part of the street where you'd split. His house just a little farther, yours glowing gently from the porch light.

Ryo looked at you, and something flickered across his face—not quite a smile, not quite something else.

“I’ll text you if I hear back from the bookstore.”

You nodded. “I’ll do the same.”

For a moment, neither of you moved. The breeze tugged softly at your sleeves. You wondered if he could hear how loud your heart felt.

Then he smiled—small, warm. “Night, Y/N.”

“Night, Ryo.”

He walked backward for a few steps, hoodie sleeves pulled over his hands, then turned and disappeared around the corner.

You stood still for a second longer, the soft buzz of the moment still clinging to you.

*Timeskip*

Eight months of part-time shifts, spilled drinks, music debates during slow afternoons, and quiet glances over the register when they thought the other wasn’t looking.

Ryo and Y/N had fallen into the kind of rhythm that made people assume they were already a thing.

Customers called them “the cute couple behind the counter.”

Their coworkers teased them, gently. Even the manager once said,

“Reminding you to invite me to the wedding when you finally admit it.”

But Sakuya was over it.

On a slow Sunday, he cornered Ryo in the back alley behind the café where they were throwing out cardboard boxes after helping out with a pop-up event.

“You like her, right?”

Ryo paused, glancing up from taping a box shut. “Huh?”

Sakuya gave him a flat look. “Y/N.”

“What about her?”

“Don’t play dumb, Ryo.”

Ryo straightened, “I’m not. I just— I don’t know.”

Sakuya crossed his arms. “You act different when you’re around her. You smile more. You don’t zone out as much. You actually listen. That means something.”

Ryo looked down at the floor, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “Yeah… I mean… I care about her. A lot.”

“So what’s stopping you?”

Ryo sighed. “I don’t wanna mess it up. Things are good. We’re good. I don’t want it to get weird if—if she doesn’t feel the same.”

Sakuya stared at him for a long second. “You’re an idiot.”

Ryo blinked. “Rude.”

“She likes you, dude. She’s liked you. And you’re just floating through life pretending not to notice because it’s easier than dealing with feelings.”

Ryo opened his mouth to argue—then closed it.

Because Sakuya wasn’t wrong.

Two days later, Mina, Lila, and Sakuya were fully in on Operation Get Those Two Together™.

“We’re not pushing,” Mina said as she laid out the plan over group chat. “We’re nudging fate.”

“We are fate,” Lila replied.

“Thank you for your service,” Sakuya added. “Ryo is emotionally dense and needs help.”

And so, the setup began.

The plan was simple: a chill group hangout. All of them. Park day. Snacks. Music. Casual, easy vibes.

Except… Mina and Lila would conveniently “leave early.”

And Sakuya would “get called home.”

And just like that, Ryo and Y/N would be alone—finally—and maybe, hopefully, forced to actually talk about what’s been bubbling between them for months.

“You think this’ll work?” Mina asked Lila later as they packed a bag of snacks.

“Oh, 100%,” Lila replied. “The only reason they aren’t dating yet is because they think the other doesn’t feel the same.”

“And after today?”

Lila grinned. “They’ll either kiss or combust.”