#what I do instead of working on my final project for uni

[berethosh]

*remembers i have free will *

[acid-ixx]

i’m kinda curious on whether or not the reader would continue going to college after they go back to the wayne manor. furthermore, i also remember the resder mentioning a small group of friend they had, will they stay in contact with them? how do the family react to them being so close with others? dudhjew i love this series you write so well.

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a/n: phew i finally get to answer asks !! yesterday was insane, me and my family swam on around 5 different beaches so i was outside for more than 12 hours with no wifi and the power keeps turning off in the house due to the weather so that's that. i love writing so this is a bit longer than i expected hehe. oh yeah i forgot to tell yall that in the timeline, the mc may be bruce's third child but they're actually younger than tim as he was adopted later on.

now, to answer. i don't think bruce, as your ever-so loving father, would agree to get you back to college once you're back (kidnapped) in the manor. he wouldn't directly say it, but with your current state of relationship towards your family, with just how much time they have lost not spending it with you, it's a given that bruce, your dad, and your siblings who are feral for any ounce of attention from you, would insist that you take... a very long vacation with just them.

after all, desire is one of the stronger emotions they feel towards you, and they grapple at anything you offer towards them. but they still want you to be happy, no?

so at first, they'll let you go to your classes (though you'd be heavily monitored everywhere. who knows what bad influences scurry the area, right? barbara and tim take turns watching through the live feed of your college) but that's only if, and only if the uni's timetable allows for a flexible schedule with your family after. that means, if you're stubborn enough (which bruce understands, because "bruce! you allow damian to go to school so why can't i?!" and he's willing to give his baby the world after he finally hears them say his name) and still wish to continue the course you're working so hard for, one you had attained a full scholarship for, then go ahead!

though they can't help it when the hours they're supposed to get to know you better are taken away from them. for now, you'll have a taste of freedom before it's ultimately taken away from you.

but until then, you'll have to learn how to balance school life with family life. because even if there would be no more crappy apartment to go home to, even if you actually get a full meal instead of cheap, microwavable oven meals and dollar priced ramen, even if you still get to pursue your dream course— it's undeniable that the moment you leave your uni's doors, you'd be picked up by dick, tim, and even your youngest brother damian fucking wayne driving the car, to be escorted back to the manor strictly after classes. during the night, should you ever overstay for projects, it would be jason who'll greet you and allow you to ride his motorcycle; though that's only permissible if you have updated them a day before that you wouldn't be home before the curfew bruce has set up for you.

sometimes, it's your father who makes an untimely appearance with his well-known persona, brucie wayne. he'll greet all the people who pass by with a teethy smile, his big hand holding your stiff shoulders after he kisses your cheeks as a greeting. if you're out the door with your friends - friends who knew of your history of neglect, who told you they would always take your side - then he'll shake their hand, introduce himself with a charm that makes them question if what you've told them is true.

he presents himself with such an aura that's harmless, as if him and your other siblings who are spying by a bush aren't incapable of taking all friends down with just a punch to their face shall one of them speak up or dare tease you in front of them.

unfortunately for you, even some of your friends would be truly convinced that your father wasn't the same man you've told your lifelong stories about neglect. not when he makes a show of running his hand through his baby's head to comfort them whilst he talks to them, not when he cloaks your shoulders in his own work suit to make sure his child wouldn't feel the chilly weather, not when he takes all the time in his busy day to pick you up from school as he should've done all those years ago.

but who would believe you when it's obviously known by the public eye that bruce loves his child, (name) wayne?

you know it's all fake, and it's scary for you, that he simply was able to make a cover up story to the journalists that his child's lack of presence to the public is him merely wishing to shield them from the disgusting media, no?

now that you're older, he says, he would want to make a show of his undying grip over you, that his gleeming eyes that hold multiple threats towards the people in your campus is simply his overprotectiveness as your father, that if they ever harm you or dare question your family's overprotective nature towards you; they'd be gone by the very hands that sworn to protect gotham.

it's all fake, you tell yourself.

but what isn't false are his intentions to make you feel like you're part of the family now, no matter how much you kick, or fight, or scream; they'll always remind you that you're loved and always will be. it's both an apology and display of affection towards you.

it doesn't matter if your uni is on the other side of gotham, you're always coming home to them and that's final. at least you know they still have an ounce of empathy for you to continue having friends (and a boyfriend that they've no knowledge of, yet), as long as they heavily monitor you...

... what you don't know, though, is that the moment you've fallen into the hands of danger— your father wouldn't hesitate pulling you out of college and instead settling for homeschooling. you have brilliant siblings, after all, and a father who had trained all over the world.

that's why hangouts with friends are unpermitted, you soon discover that only trying to beg bruce to at least be more flexible with your friends would only lead to even lesser chance of trying to find escape in your already stuffy life.

and don't even dare throw a tantrum about preferring your friends over them. if you even go as far as calling one of your friend's parents as an even better parent than bruce could be, that your friends are people you consider actual siblings, then you've guaranteed yourself a one way ticket to being locked up in the manor, permanently; with your father and your siblings, especially damian, trying to prove themselves that, no, you didn't just fucking say that, take it back.

you're going to witness a personal breakdown from damian. because no way do you prefer those scum over him! he's supposed to be your favorite, who are they to take his place?! you love him, you love them, you wanted attention from the family, didn't you?! you wouldn't be able to comfort him because he'd already wear his robin suit, ready to eliminate any of your friends who are younger than you because they don't deserve to be seen as your younger sibling, no matter if you had just blurted that out as retaliation for an argument.

what you had just said is serious, and bruce and dick wouldn't even try to stop that kid from slashing someone in broad daylight; dick choosing to cry and refusing to let you go from his arms as he babbles on about his delusional baby bird, trying his damn best to not let his temper get to him, trying so hard to not choke the ever living shit out of any of your older friends once you confess calling anyone of them your older brother— because him, jason, and tim are supposed to be the only ones you consider your older brothers, babybird!

hell, even tim and babs are already on the monitors ready to give damian each and every one of your friend's individual locations.

bruce especially, would be heartbroken that his child called someone else their father. that's his title. you calling him father, or dad, or papa, or any language that describes him to be your parental figure is the only thing keeping him sane. he hates it when his child only calls him bruce as if to describe a mere stranger, to which he knows he is to you— but it sounds wrong and it furthers the ache in his heart— and it's even worse if you chose to call someone else a father, chose anyone else than him as your dad.

batman is even more cruel in his patrol after your argument, punching the living hell out of any male criminals, picturing your voice playing over and over again calling them your father instead of him— it only makes him perceptive of jason's moral code. because what if you have fallen into the hands of anyone but him before he had come to take you back? he knows he isn't the best, was never there for you until now, but fuck, he needs to make it up to his child, and getting angry at you only worsens your already severed bond with him.

so you may expect a punishment, but it's already punishment towards you when you're now isolated inside the manor with only the presence of your siblings to comfort you throughout the nights where it gets too lonely during patrol time. bruce would have more than an hour long talk with you in his study, forcing you to confess every single thought you have about him and your siblings. he tells you it's all unrecorded, that there's no cameras to watch over your one-on-one confrontation— he just wants his baby's opinion on everything so they could adjust to your every whim, but really, it's all just a matter of them wanting to dive deep into your very thoughts like the invasive creatures they are.

the worst part of it all, is that nobody even dare mentions the names of your friends and their respective family. they listen to anything you say, because you already barely talk, but the moment you mutter about missing them, the topic would be shunned down by something, anything else. whether that'd be damian deciding that his older sibling should paint with him, or dick inviting you to watch him perform his acrobatic stunts.

it's a distraction you know you're susceptible to, because they all wish to take your thoughts away from those scum, as damian calls them, and instead have you focus on them, your actual family. those people are nothing to you, now that they're out of the picture.

... you should've chosen to be homeschooled instead of unintentionally getting your friends killed.

[mimipolo]

Hii I was gonna ask if you can do a headcanon about how Nam-gyu acts when he's jealous (and if you do anons can I be the rose🌹?)

Jealous! Nam-gyu x reader headcanons

He's definitely the type to get to stupid amounts of jealousy unprovoked

Anyone that knows how to make my works look prettier please dm tutorials or advice pretty please :^

When this man gets jealous you can easily tell. You're just catching up with one of your friends from uni and he's hovering over your shoulder and squinting at the poor guy like he killed you expecting him to take the hint.

He's standing unnecessarily close to you, his grip on your waist or shoulder constantly tightening as if you'd accidentally trip and fall into the other guys arms.

Actually has the audacity to ask the two of you "Are you done?" mid conversation and you both just share looks of astonishment, looking between yourselves then at him. It's so tense you both just have to laugh it off as he awkwardly walks away saying he hopes to see you around town again.

"Good riddance..."

Is all you hear from behind you and then he's tugging you in the opposite direction, wherevers furthest from that guy. He's pestering you with semi rude comments towards them as you walk away.

"What's his deal anyway?"

"Did he need to talk to you that long."

"He thinks he's all that, arrogant dick."

You roll your eyes and make a show of groaning dramatically at his behaviour to which he blatantly ignores, glad that you're (he's)not talking with them anymore.

It's one thing with people, it's easy for him to have jealousy towards them and even easier to justify himself. But when people aren't the problem is when it gets difficult. You're so dedicated to this pet/hobby/interest of yours and he's wondering why you couldn't obssess yourself with him like that.

You've been working on the same peice for a while now, you estimated that after two or three more days you'd finally be done. What you hadn't recognised was Nam-gyu constantly hovering around you all throughout the project. Offering you tea and asking you to come lie in bed with him, the vulnerability confused you but you just summed it up to being another one of his clingy moments. That's until he finally speaks up, his head resting atop of yours, his hands resting on the back of your chair. If you had taken a moment to glance up you'd see the visible pout frown on his face.

"[Namee]..."

"Hm?"

He lips furrow deeper, you couldn't even answer him, this dumb project you're working on has been occupying every small gap of time you had and leaving none for him, and of course you were oblivious. He liked that about you but damn he had offered you tea??

"You're always hunched over this table, when are ya finally finishing this thing?"

It would've been a normal question, even one of concern if it wasn't for the clear bitterness and irritation that laced his words. This catches your attention and you turn your head towards him a slight sympathetic yet playful look in your eyes.

"Aw, ya miss me Nam?"

"Go to hell."

Tutting disapprovingly at his words, he sucks his teeth in annoyance when he sees the winning grin on your face, you knew he'd eventually cave and start complaining. And so stretching your back you decide to pause your progress for tonight.

"All right then, bed it is."

He huffs like he doesn't care if you do or not but he's already making his way to lie on the bed as you push your chair out, you have to bite your lip in order not to laugh.

Totally the type to be petty, turning on his side when you two are sleeping then regrets it like five seconds after and is turning on his side to lean against you. You don't have to say or do anything.

The most embarassing moment of jealousy he's had was when you were holding one of his new born nephews with the most doting look in your eyes. You asked him why he looked so serious and he said how you should be holding him instead he's just hoping his sister rests up soon.

He's so dumb.

[planet-dusk]

any hyunjin drabbles u may have not shared yet? i js want to read anything hyune related >.<

i can give you a sneak peek of this unfinished hyunlix smut i've got in my drafts (cw: dollification, dubcon)

It’d all happened so fast. You’re not sure how you’d ended up like this: face pressed into a pillow and back arched to give the two men behind you the perfect view.

The stash of books and papers on the floor reminds you of what you should be doing instead. Your shared uni project abandoned, Hyunjin and Felix are clearly more interested in watching the arousal pooling between your legs. And judging by the appreciative sounds they’re making, it's already an embarrassing amount. You close your eyes and bury your burning face deeper into the pillow. 

“Tchk, doll, keep still,” Hyunjin shushes. He brushes soothing circles on your back and that fuzzy warmth washes over you again. Pliant. Docile like a captive animal they’re examining with great interest. 

“But the deadline is tomorrow…” you counter weakly. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

Why is forming words so hard? They’ve barely touched you and you’re already twitching and shaking. They didn’t even bother to undress you, your skirt flipped up and underwear shoved down your thighs haphazardly. All afternoon they’d coerced you with subtle touches until Felix had slipped his hand between your legs to trace the outline of your pussy over your dampening panties.

It’d been so easy for them. Too easy. 

“You’re always studying,” Hyunjin lowers his face next to yours so you can meet his dark eyes. “Always working so hard. You deserve a break, love. Let us shut that big brain of yours up for once. Be our pretty doll.” His fingers ghost over your thigh and he chuckles when your gaze grows unfocused. 

“We can finish the project after,” Felix says. “Just let us play with your pussy first, okay?”

Impatient, he doesn’t wait for an answer, grabbing hold of your hips and parting your folds with his tongue. You choke out a low moan and Hyunjin laughs again, pressing a kiss to your temple. 

It’s confusing, the dichotomy between their gentle touches and the way they’re taking whatever they want.

Hyunjin watches the hesitation in your eyes falter with every swipe of Felix’s tongue. “We know what’s best for you, sweetheart. Dolls don’t think. Dolls don’t speak. Dolls don’t move… dolls just take what’s given to them,” he brushes a strand of hair out of your face. “How does that sound?”

You realize there’s no point in even trying to fight the two men on it. Not now they finally got what they must’ve wanted all along: your body at their disposal, all theirs for the taking. 

Maybe Hyunjin is right — maybe they do know what’s best for you.

[ivyyisbored22]

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞—𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘹 (𝘧𝘦𝘮) 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

An academic rivals, Stray Kids one shot

Synopsis: You and Jeongin have been academic rivals since the beginning of law school and almost every professor knows that you two are the fiercest competitors in the program. Things get worse (or heated should we say?) when your professor pairs you with Jeongin for a final project...

Warnings: SMUT🔞 (with a plot). Mature content. Semi-public sex, fingering, oral (f. receiving).

Minors do not interact!!!

Note: There's not as much smut in this one compared to my previous one shots. I'm exploring my writing style but I must say I really enjoyed writing this one ^^

If this isn't your thing, you're more than welcome to skip it. Reblogs, likes, comments and feedbacks are always appreciated.

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"NO!" The two of you shouted in unison at your professor.

The professor looked at you and then Jeongin unimpressed, for the first time, he was taken aback by the unprofessional behavior from both of you.

"It is important for lawyers to learn how to collaborate. When you have your own firms, you can think about competition. But now if you want to graduate, you must do this project together."

You exchanged a glare with Jeongin, his jaw clenched as tightly as yours. The room felt thick with the tension neither of you could seem to shake.

"Can't you pair me with someone else sir?" You begged your professor.

The last thing you wanted before graduating in a few months was your head on a platter thanks to the unwantedly attractive man standing next you. You were sure God was in a very good mood when creating him.

You joined the best university of Law with high hopes of having a wonderful Uni life, but the UNIVERSE had other plans for you.

Instead of breezing through your courses, you found yourself locked in a constant battle with Jeongin, your academic nemesis. Every class, every debate, every exam, it was always about outdoing each other.

Now you have to work with him. Oh dear heaven. And has your heart always raced so fast when seeing a man with dimples?

The professor shook his head. "My decision is final. If I don't get your report by the deadline, expect that you won't be wearing your graduation cap."

Was the last he said before he gestured the two of you out of the classroom. Jeongin scoffed audibly, having to pair up with you is his worst nightmare.

He hated that he had to share the spotlight with you. He hated your relentless drive and your sharp mind that often matched his own.

But most of all, he absolutely hated that he found you cute. It was infuriating how your determination and fiery spirit only made you more attractive to him.

As you walked down the hall together, with a huge gap in between, of course. The silence was heavy and deafening. You stole a glance at Jeongin and caught him looking at you, his expression unreadable, almost annoyed.

He quickly looked away, clearing his throat.

"5pm. Library. Don't be late" His voice was low and controlled, he didnt bother waiting for a reply and walked away down the hall.

And you stood there watching him walk away, muttering to yourself, "F.M.L"

***

"You clearly don't have this point right, what is it even supposed to mean?" You asked, frustration palpable in your voice.

For two hours, you and Jeongin had been arguing over the points in the project, refusing to come to a mutual understanding. The tensed murmur of your voices earned quite a few disapproving glances from other students who were at the library.

Jeongin rolled his eyes, running a hand through his hair. He was this close to taping your mouth shut with the scotch tape that was inside your pencil case.

"I do have it right. You're just not seeing the bigger picture."

"Fine, explain it to me then." You taunted.

Taking a deep breath, he leaned in closer, pointing at the document. "Here, the case precedent supports our argument, but you need to connect it to the current legislation. It's all about drawing the parallels."

Your eyes flickered with understanding, finally getting his point but you felt kind of embarrassed for not seeing it in the first place.

"Oh" You said, trying to sound neutral but mostly hiding your embarrassed voice.

"Yes, oh," Jeongin smirked, it only annoyed you more but for some reason your pulse quickened like a cheetah's sprint when you caught a glance of his deep dimple.

Get yourself together. He's your rival.

"Anyways..." you muttered, trying to refocus.

For the next hour, the two of you finally settled into a proper argument for your project and began brainstorming ideas. Despite the initial tension, you both fell into a rhythm, challenging and pushing each other in a way that brought out your best work.

Suddenly, when you reached the laptop opened on the table, Jeongin's hand softly brushed over yours. The touch was electric, sending a shiver down your spine. You pulled back quickly, your face flushing.

"Sorry," you mumbled, not meeting his eyes. Jeongin's gaze lingered on you for a moment longer before he cleared his throat.

"No problem."

The moment passed, but the charged atmosphere remained. Every time your eyes met, it was as if the air around you crackled with unspoken words.

"I'm going to um, find a book on this topic," You said slowly getting up. If you remained next to him for another minute, your heart would burst out of your ribcage.

"We have the internet for that," Jeongin raised a suspicious brow, looking at you narrowing his eyes. "Why not just look it up online?"

"Well, the library might have some unique sources," you replied, trying to sound casual as you collected your things. Besides, it’s a good excuse to get out of here for a bit.

Jeongin's eyes followed you, the intensity of his stare making your skin tingle. "Sure," he said, his voice laced with something you couldn’t quite place—was it disappointment or something else?

You could feel his gaze lingering on you even after you turned away, as you walked towards the far end of library, to the secluded section just for Law & Crime.

Even after you walked away, you could almost hear the tension humming between you.

Searching for a book in the dimly lit aisles, you tried to steady your breathing. But every small noise, every rustle of paper seemed amplified, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that Jeongin was somehow still very close.

As you were tracing your fingers the thick spines of the books, you honestly weren't browsing for any answers. You just wanted to get away from Jeongin. A long shadow fell over you, keeping you locked in place.

A hand grabbed the top shelf, you instantly recognised that watch and that ring on the index finger. You stood there without turning around but that strong minty cologne englufed you.

"Found the answers you needed?"

His voice didn't have to sound that deep. His voice didn't have to make your pulse race again. His voice absolutely did not have to make you want to press your mouth on his to shut him up.

You turned your head to the side, trying to keep your thoughts straight. "I'm still," you swallowed. "Finding it."

"For forty minutes?"

Forty minutes passed?! You were so lost in thought, you completely lost track of time. Finally you turned around facing Jeongin, the look on his face was hot enough to start a fire.

His eyes were dark and intense, his expression a mix of frustration and something else you couldn't quite place.

"Jeongin," you started, but he cut you off stepping closer, making your back press against the shelf, there was only a sliver of space between the two of you.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. "You were hiding."

You opened your mouth to protest, but the words died on your lips as his gaze pinned you in place. The air between you crackled with tension, every inch of space shrinking.

"I wasn't hiding," you finally managed, though your voice was barely a whisper, "I just needed a break"

Jeongin took a step back, crossing his arms, "From what? Me?"

You swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest. "Maybe."

Jeongin's eyes searched yours, and for a moment, the rivalry seemed to fade, leaving only the raw intensity of the moment. His hand fell onto your waist pulling you into him, his body pressing on yours.

Your heart began to pound again at the feeling of his touch, your hands fell on his chest, wanting to push him away but somehow your heart couldn't find a way to do so.

"You're lying," he murmured, his breath warm against your skin, "You can't stand being away from me any more than I can stand being away from you"

He turned his head and before you could respond, his lips crashed onto yours, silencing any protest. It was fierce and demanding, a release of all the tension that had been building between you and him.

Four years of frustration, competion and unspoken feelings crashing down right here.

Your eyes widened but you found yourself kissing him back just as fervently, your hands going up from his shirt, tangling in his hair as you pressed closer to his body.

Every touch, every movement of his tongue was electric, your bodies moving in perfect sync, the world around you faded away, leaving only the heat and intensity of the moment.

Teeth against teeth and Jeongin's tongue pushing against yours demanding dominance, nothing seemed to exist other than you and him. He tasted like chocolate and caramel, sweet and rich and goodness, him.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathing heavily, Jeongin's eyes were dark with desire, his hand still resting on your waist.

"This doesn't change anything," You whispered though your voice lacked conviction. Jeongin smirked, his thumb brushing against your hip.

"No Darling," He said brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

"This changes everything." As he pulled you back in for another kiss.

You melted into his mouth, couldn't help but agree no matter how much you hated it. The lines between rivalry and desire had blurred beyond recognition. You could simply drown into him, wetness began pooling between your legs.

Holy fucking shit this man is an incredible kisser.

It was slower, more deliberate, each movement sending shivers down your spine. You moulded into him, forgetting about the project, the library, everything except the feel of his lips on yours and the way his hand held the side of your head with a possessive intensity.

Jeongin's hand went up your skirt, grazing your thigh, the feel of his palm on your skin made you softly moan into his mouth, he eagerly responded with a moan of his own.

He pulled back, catching for a breath before he said, "Tell me to stop before it's too late"

Jeongin's fingers squeezed your thigh making you inhale a long breath, your hands instantly pressed on his shoulders. His fingers went more upwards and stroked the thin fabric covering your wet crotch.

He couldn't suppress a chuckle as he tilted his head to the side, "Last chance darling" He leaned in closer, "Yes. Or No?"

"No," You whispered when you felt his fingers stroke your wetness again. You were gonna hate yourself later, but right now you were so aroused, no other thought made sense in your brain.

"Don't stop" You said as softly as possible and before your words fully left your mouth, Jeongin's lips collided with yours.

Every single thought vanished out of his head as he twisted the lace band of your panties and pulled it down in one strike and the next second a finger went through your wet folds.

You moaned a bit more loudly into his mouth before pulling back as you jerked when another finger entered you.

"So wet for me," He kissed the corner of your lips as his fingers worked in and out of your dripping cunt.

"Can't ignore me that easily can ya?" A sly smirk played in the corner of his lips, the way his fingers worked in you couldn't bring words out of your mouth.

"I hate you," You managed to say through a moany, whispering voice, your fingers pressing on his arms.

"You hate me, but your pussy is begging me for more," Jeongin's voice was deep and almost like growl, it made the tiny hairs in the back of your neck stand up.

There was no slowness in his pace of pumping his fingers inside of you, he went in and out and circled your clit, your back arched against the shelf.

A whimper escaped your lips, Jeongin traced his finger on your lower lip before saying, "This is a library okay?"

You had little time to fully process what he said, Jeongin pulled his fingers out of you and sank onto his knees, spreading your thighs and yanking your skirt up, he dived his face up in your wet heat.

Your hand immediately slapped close over your mouth to prevent the loud moan that threatened to escape, the sensation of Jeongin's tongue on your pussy sent sizzles rush through your body.

Jeongin felt like this was the best thing he ever laid his mouth on. The taste of your sweet pussy was so addicting, he wanted to drown in it and the scent of your arousal drove his senses out of him.

You've had your fair share of men over the years and so has Jeongin with other women, but the two of your felt like this was the ultimate answer, the missing piece of your competitive puzzle.

Jeongin's tongue expertedly licked your pussy, your hand gripped his hair, needing something to hold onto. He slowly grazed his teeth over your tender clit, you shook around him in a soft cry, the sound sent a jolt straight to his cock.

"Jeongin..." You whimpered softy, blood rushing into his brain as he heard his name in that sweetest voice.

"You taste divine darling" Jeongin gave a languorous lick, "I can simply live by eating you out"

Your head fell back at his words and at his tongue that dived inside your dripping cunt, feasting on your arousal.

Jeongin looked up at you, you were covering your mouth silencing your moans while glistening tears were leaking down from the corners of your closed eyes. He thought it was the hottest thing he ever witnessed.

He took the chance to push two of his fingers again, stretching your folds as he gave so much attention to your swollen pearl. He continued in an intense pace, sucking, licking and finger fucking, your arousal dripped down his hands and your thighs.

He lapped it all up, feeling nearly intoxicated by the way you taste.

His cock twitched and was harder than a rock, aching and begging to break free from his pants. But he ignored it even though the pain felt excruciating, he focused solely on your pussy.

Jeongin was animalistic, his mouth and fingers ruthlessly working on you to the point you could see stars erupt behind your eyes. You had never experienced something this pleasuring, it was euphoric.

He groaned into your wet heat when he felt your knees buckle, another lazily, long and languid lick was what undid you, your orgasm flooded his mouth.

You came shuddering, panting heavily. You let go of Jeongin's hair when you felt a soft tissue on your skin, Jeongin wiped and kissed your thighs and fixed your clothes.

As he got up on his feet, his hand was holding you fiercely since you were wobbling because your legs lost balance. If just his tongue and hands made your legs go numb, his cock could do beyond.

"I, oh my God—" Realization began crashing into your head like a current wave. Your academic rival just had you in the library, your cheeks flushed crimson, so pink someone could compare it to blooming roses.

Jeongin pushed his tongue in the inside of his cheek, it's impossible to resist his charm.

The Universe was in your side thankfully today, no one had walked into you— yet, but the what if thoughts couldn't stop playing in your head.

What if a professor or someone had walked in you and him? The two of you pushed your luck as far as it could have gone tonight.

Jeongin pressed onto you again, so close you could feel his bulge on you. It was so hard for him to ignore since his cock was that hard.

He literally wants to fill you right here but the smell of sex soaking the air wouldn't take a genius passing by to put two and two together.

"Still hate me?" he asked so casually, almost as if nothing had happened, as if what you both just did in the fucking library was the most normal thing in the world.

You looked away, unable to answer his question. It was impossible to hate him. You hated yourself if anything because you couldn’t hate him the way you wanted. And after the way he just made you feel right now? Hate wasn't even close to what you felt.

Every time you found a reason to, when he answered questions before you in class or got one percent of a grade above you, his infectious smile and irresistible body would dissolve your resolve.

That dimpled grin of his had a way of sneaking past your defenses, making it harder and harder to convince yourself that he was just your rival.

"I don’t hate you," You admitted quietly, your voice barely above a whisper. The words hung between you, heavy with the truth you’d been avoiding.

Jeongin’s expression softened, the usual smirk fading into something more serious, more vulnerable. "Good," he said, leaning in and pecking your lips.

"Because I never hated you either."

You met his gaze, your heart pounding in your chest as the reality of his words sunk in. All this time, the rivalry, the arguments, the competition—none of it had been about hatred.

It was something else entirely, something you both had been too stubborn to acknowledge until now.

Jeongin reached out, his hand gently cupping your cheek. "This... whatever this is between us, it’s complicated," he said, his thumb brushing softly against your skin. "But I don’t regret it."

You leaned into his touch, closing your eyes for a moment as you let yourself savor the warmth of his hand.

"Neither do I," You whispered. When you opened your eyes, you found Jeongin looking at you with a mixture of longing and determination.

"We’re still rivals," he said, his voice firm but laced with a hint of playfulness. "But that doesn’t mean we can’t have... this." His hand went down and squeezed your ass.

"This?" You echoed, your lips curving into a small smile. "You mean sneaking around in libraries and trying to pretend we don’t want to rip each other’s clothes off?"

Jeongin chuckled, his thumb tracing your lower lip as he bit his. "Something like that. But maybe we can do more than just sneak around."

Your smile widened, the tension between you shifting into something lighter, something full of promise. "I think I can live with that."

His eyes darkened with desire as he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, lingering kiss that made your knees weak.

"Then it’s settled," he murmured against your lips. "Tomorrow, after we finish this project, we’ll figure out the rest."

You nodded, too breathless to say anything more. As he pulled away, you felt a sense of anticipation bubbling up inside you, mingled with the thrill of what lay ahead.

The two of you made your way back to the table and packed your belongings, calling it a night and exiting the library. Once you made it to the parking lot, Jeongin's eyes fell on yours, making your heart skip a beat.

"Goodnight, Jeongin," you said softly, stepping back.

"Goodnight," he replied, his eyes lingering on you for a moment longer before he finally turned to leave to his car.

As you watched him walk away, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself.

Things were definitely going to be different from now on. You might still be rivals in the classroom, but outside of it, the possibilities were endless—and you were more than ready to explore every single one.

The lines between rivalry and desire blurred beyond recognition and now there was no turning back.

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[absolutebl]

BL Announced for 2025 - PART 1

Ones we have dates for:

The Boy Next World

1/5 Thai iQIYI trailer

Is this the backstory of Cirrus & Phugun from TharnType 2 or just the same names? Regardless this is BossNoeul in a multiverse "slip through time" kinda thing but it's Mame + high concept so we in for a bumpy ride.

When it Rains it Pours

1/9 Japan MBS

Convoluted story about a man in a relationship who is sexually unfulfilled and his friend who is in love with him, who accidentally become secret confidants.

Impression of Youth

1/15 Taiwan

Exclusive Love

2/14 Taiwan Line

Shy aspiring singer inherits funeral business and a sexy mortician to go with.

Top Form

3/25 Thai WeTV

Adaptation of a Japanese manga. Boom (Chains of Heart) opposite Smart (Don't Say No). Actor recognized as the "The Sexiest Man of the Year" has his first-place position usurped by young newcomer. But while he sees them as rivals, turns out the new kid has other ideas.

My Sweetheart Jom

4/25 Thai YouTube

Saint is back in a BL? Who knew that would ever happen? When he gets tangled up with a mafia boss's son's girlfriend and ends up in a scuffle, young Yothin needs to find a safe place. Instead of sending him overseas, his father decides to send him to the countryside! There, he stays in Bang Pho under the care of subdistrict headman, a close friend of his father. He's also under the watchful eye of the village headman who happens to be the subdistrict headman's grandson and is overseeing his probation. As Yothin spends more time with Jomkhwan, his perception of the village headman begins gradually to change.

ANNOUNCED FOR 2025

No date as yet, alphabetical order.

8Hours

Thai

Season 2 of 4 Minutes.

A Dog and A Plane

Thai trailer

A prissy gay flight attendant in a push-pull relationship with an EMT dude-bro. Characters are a bit throwback to PeteKao (no bad thing) not to mention the looming shadow of What the Duck? (bad thing). But the side couple is the always appealing MarcPoon. Okay GMMTV, surprise me, I'm game. And you know TayNew are my OG GMMTV pair du jour.

Allure of the Siren

Thai trailer

Bitter rivals, Dao and Chaisai, are reluctantly thrust into an unprecedented partnership as they embark on a relentless quest to locate missing strippers.

Be My Soulmate

Thai

Star Hunter is putting MosBank back in uni. Engineering student shacks up with a judo jock, sexual tension is high but nothing changes until one of them becomes single.

Boys in Love

Thai trailer

Our only true high school BL from GMMTV and it's fresh faces for the youths and old favs for the teachers. It's milk teeth Make it Right and that is perfectly fine with me! I like lotte milk. Also DIMPLES! Yay! I suspect they're using this one to test some new pairs for future seasons. Like a Project 101 Thai BL.

(Honestly I just invented an amazing reality TV for you GMMTV, you're welcome.)

Burnout Syndrome

Thai trailer

GMMTV doing edgy is never a good thing IMHO, and in this one they're handling sex work. *shakes head* However, Not Me is the noted exception and this is that same pair with the same director. So I'm curious if not wild about the content. That said, I'm delighted to see Gun with someone else (Dew is a stunning choice, thank you Casting) even if only for a love triangle moment. It's been a WHILE.

Cat for Cash

Thai trailer

Finally something fluffy with a pair I like from GMMTV 2025. Looks cute. I like cute. Yay for me! Adorable gay boys and cats. This one is basically made to be a tumblr comfort meme meets thirst trap. I see what you're doing GMMTV and I applaud you. Carry on.

Doctor's Mine

Thai YouTube trailer

Another try at adapting Gown & Gear. Couldn't possibly be worse than the first attempt.

Eyes On You

Thai trailer

Fight for You

Taiwan

Da Hei reluctantly takes on dangerous odd jobs to earn medical funds, unaware that his roommate Xiao Bai is secretly an operative sent by the intelligence agency to take them down.

Flavor of Us

Thai trailer

A critic inherits a restaurant and his mother's debt and to keep the inheritance he has to hire the chef he hates.

Flirt Milk

Thai trailer

Originally slated for 2023, now entirely recast. The facial hair is KILLING me.

Friend to Fan

Thai WeTV trailer

Goddess Bless You From Death

Thai trailer

PavelPooh are back. Thup, a young man with extraordinary senses, is drawn into investigating a mysterious murder case involving brutally mutilated bodies found in the forest alongside the more rational thinker Singha.

Dare You to Death

Thai trailer

JoongDunk as police investigators in a mystery suspense thriller. Yes, I'm in. This is it. This it the one I wanted to instantly watch. Even though their's 20 BLs airing right now.

Head 2 Head

Thai trailer

The Boo kids are back. I don't love this pair (I find their chemistry and acting awkward) or the main trope (E2L) but I do like the new sides and their trope (2nd chance is a fav of mine). So this one will depend on whether those are full side dishes or just crumbs.

I Promise I Will Come Back

Thai-Taiwanese colab

Stars 2 Thai actors and the Taiwanese identical twins from H3, that's mostly intended to be a tourism advert for the Thai countryside.

I'm The Most Beautiful Count

Thai trailer

Not long after famous actor Prince came out as queer and rose to the top of the entertainment industry, he wakes up in the body of a good-looking noble in the Thongburi Kingdom of the past.

Interminable

October? Thai YouTube

BillyBabe are back in a reincarnation historical.

Khemjira AKA Spirit Reborn

Thai YouTube trailer

Was 2024 officially moved to 2025. Supposedly the scariest BL ever. Khem is born cursed. A daughter would be safe but a son dies at 20 so Khem’s mother cleverly gives him a girl’s name, Khemjira “forever safe.” But Knem is baout to turn 20 and he doesn't think it's working so he seeks the help of a curse-breaker, turns out to be his great love from a previous life.

Knock Out aka Knockout

Thai WeTV trailer

A low quality less fun and funny version of Wandee Goodday.

Got too long for tumblr find Part 2 here.

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This post is static and not updated. All information is to the best of my ability at the very end of 2024. Not responsible for changes, cancellations etc...

[confused-bi-queer]

AU Fest is coming!!! I'm so excited for it. Both to read everyone's works and to be able to finally get my out.

Sadly, I couldn't finish writing everything of my fic yet, so I'll be dividing it into 10 chapters, but they'll be pretty short. Before it goes out, I'd like to show a few sentences:

LUCY

“I want to make you happy,” he says. I reach for his face, to be able to cup his head and have him lean into me, rely on me, but I grab his arm instead. You already make me happy, I think, but before I say anything, he continues.

And another three sentences from another chapter:

DAVY

Since she’s sitting next to the window, she taps at it, pointing at the scenery in front of her. She pulls me into her, and I have invade her space to be able to look at what she’s referring to, but she pulls me harder. […] It’s the greeniest grass with the best-looking trees, moving in tandem and sync with the wind, and then…

I think young Davy dating Lucy is one of the most adorable characters I have ever written. He talks about Lucy with such a care and admiration. My MalMage heart is so confused.

And I have this other fic I'm working on, and guess what. To no one's surprise, I wrote angst!

SIMON

But Baz started not coming home when he said he would, ditching dinner with me or leaving earlier in the morning, before I woke up. And worse of all, he started lying. Ever since we got together, he hasn’t lied to me. He might have avoided telling me things or he diversed my attention, but he didn't lie. Work is a difficult thing but I don’t see how being a teacher of children can be so difficult. My jealousy increased when I thought he might be cheating on me.

He's not, though! This fic is ending me because I thought it would be lighter and happier, and then I had to make SnowBaz co-dependent and angst was bound to come.

I'm still burnt out, but I'm still standing. My notes at school were amazing, and I'm thriving with new projects, but I need some sleep and to stop being sick. I'm starting my last semester of uni and I'm scared. I do not want to graduate. Or start school by being sick. Jesus.

Anyway, hellos and tagging under the cut:

@martsonmars @valeffelees @cutestkilla @fiend-for-culture @roomwithanopenfire

@drowninginships @forabeatofadrum @onepintobean @whogaveyoupermission @thewholelemon

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[bambisnc]

birthday surprise ₊˚.

pairing : taehyun x reader genre : flufffff w a cute wrapping of crack <3 cw/tw : ty panics a lil bit + beomgyu is made to do labour /j + minor swearing + use of caps wc : 783 w (wrote this in one sitting a day before my bio prac hehe) notes : HO LEE SHIT i'm having exams still but ugh how could i not write a lil soemthing for tyun my lil boba eyed bee eff's birfhday 😍🫶 (posting this as soon as it's 00.00 on 5th by my timezone)

when you act super distant with taehyun around a week before his birthday, he’s confused. about your behavior, of course but also his own. he's not like this, he's the rational one, the one with the braincell so why is he overthinking this so much? you're probably just planning something for his special day, he knows that but.. he can't help but feel paranoid.. what if he’s just being conceited in thinking so? what if something's seriously wrong??

then just 3 days before the awaited day you call him up sounding all worried - saying there's an emergency and you have to leave asap and he's left reeling with shock. what do you mean an emergency?? is there a problem at work or at your uni? or worse, did something happen to someone in your family-? he can’t focus at all, practice, meetings with the manager, even his sleep is completely consumed by thoughts of you (though that’s.. not really new~)

and then it's finally the eve of the much, much awaited day. he really wasn't expecting anything, opting instead for an early night. his members were seemingly busy with a "project", which was highly suspicious and should’ve immediately raised alarm, is what he would say if you asked him later and you know, he would've caught onto it right then but busy schedules added to the constant worry about all the upcoming events and ofc you had dulled his senses considerably

but at 11.51 sharp, as if on cue, he hears his shrill ringtone from where it is kept next to his bed. it's beomgyu.

“taehyun, dude”, he says, “there's um,.. an issue. uh, yeah no it's a huge problem. we need everyone in the practice room like right now.” by now of course, taehyun did feel pretty sure of the fact that his members had something planned.. i mean “an issue at the practice room”? c'mon that was a classic, he'd literally used that same line on yeonjun's birthday last year. he’s about to let beomgyu know of this but then he hears their manager in the background.. shit okay, maybe there's actually something wrong? briefly affirming that he’ll be there, he haphazardly dresses and makes his way to the practice room...

...only to find the room dark, as he opens the door and walks in, extremely wary of his surroundings. making his way to the light switches he soon discovers emptiness. the room was completely empty. what the fuck.

he honestly felt so dazed, he couldn't help but just sit himself on the couch, somewhere between wondering if this was a dream and if not wondering why his members chose to inflict such weird pranks (?) upon him. he remains there for a good 45 ish minutes before he hears the unmistakable sound of footsteps and people, whispering in a way that was not quiet at all.

"shit why're the lights already on??" "oh yeah i called taehyun and told him to come down!!" "what. beomgyu we haven't set up anything. the cake is literally in my hands right now. you're literally holding the decorations??" "oh. huh." "gyu holy shit how could you not know????" "I SWEAR TO GOD." "guys shut up we can still salvage this if we just-"

and taehyun finds himself face to face with a shocked huening kai, an extremely guilty-looking beomgyu, you with so much disappointment adorning your face that one would think this was your surprise party being ruined and rather furious looking soobin and yeonjun.

i'm sure you can picture how the rest of the "surprise" party went. taehyun making some colorful, weirdly specific yet affectionate threats to everyone, you especially - having him worrying over nothing for a whole week, how could you?! he discovers that their manager had been persuaded by all of you to record a little audio clip you could play over call, just to make taehyun a little extra worried and a little less suspicious. well. at least, that definitely worked out huh?

but later when he has his arm around you as you cut the cake into delicate slices and beomgyu attempts to decorate the whole room single handedly, as was chosen to be his punishment, with the rest of his members, offering birthday wishes, sharing past anecdotes of various such mishaps (and it is undoubtable that there were a lot), laughing and playing about, he can't help but think maybe he prefers this more than he would a "perfect" surprise.

next year though, as he tells each of you multiple times, he'd rather it not be a surprise at all. with a smile that quite clearly said that it was very much not up for debate.

[check out my m.list for more <3]

[irrevocablecondition]

I was thinking earlier about how fanfiction in a way is sm more important to us as a society then published literature because it can be produced and also accessed by anyone and everyone and I’m just wondering if you have anything interesting to add to that thought? (Yes I am asking for a messersrobyn yap pls🙏)

i had to diggggg through the archives for this one buti think this one covers this quite a bit ! but it's more from a "it isn't as non-capitalist as we think" kinda way: here

but yes !!!!! i'm doing an MA in Literature and Politics and i've actually done so much work on this like,,,, if my diss isn't fanfic related i've failed. my final essay last year was about the politicisation and censorship of literature and viewing fanfiction as a form of protest !!! my bb.

it's what makes fandom so important !! all the talks about etiquette and money and hierarchies and censorship and ai and EVERYTHING??? this is one of our last free and open sources of literature. and by source i mean like,,, ofc people will read and write and share with people regardless but to have entire COMMUNITIES ONLINE !!! that you can just,,, go to? and read all these things from so many different people with so many different experiences and it doesn't matter if their voice is systematically quieter because here? her they're heard and have the space to be and UHH

more important, i shall have to shake my head at but i'm nitpicking here because i don't think,,, importance of literature is something that Can be ranked? even just people on booktok being like "if you're reading this hockey romance instead of austen you aren't actually reading !!!" and it's like,,, no. they are i fear. just a different genre and do you KNOW how much had to happen with the politics both outside of and surrounding literature for this woman on booktoker to buy that book in public with their own bank card, open this book written by a woman including female characters and SEX !!!! SEX !!!! EXPLICIT SEX !!!! and diversity and etc etc??? how much had to happen for them to even be Able to read it? SO MUCH.

but like... YES !!! fanfiction is so important. so important to have the opportunity to write no matter your skill or your background or your wealth or your ethnicity or your experiences or anything. you can just. write. and people can read that and see the world through eyes that have been forcefully blindfolded for so long and just.

it's so important chat. you've unlocked the dialogue option i'm sorry i'm stopping now i have done so many projects about this at uni and there will be So Many More and i love talking about it

[vettelsvee]

What's a studio ghibli trend??

talking about formula 1 exclusively, since japanese gp is coming up this weekend people have decided to “celebrate” it no other than posting studio ghibli styled photos of f1 drivers all over the years

the problem comes when, instead of hiring artists to create the drawings, they thought it was a great idea to generate them with ai and, as you all may know, ai is becoming, sadly, that powerful that artists’ works and all of them themselves are being put into a second place, where their works don’t really matter anymore at this point

i know ai exists, and it’s a tool if you know how to use it correctly (i’m currently doing a research on that for my final uni project btw), but actually wanting to use it to “save money” because you don’t wanna pay artists that actually do art for a living, or use it to “save time” it’s simply insane to me and makes me very, very mad

autosport is one of the accounts that have done this, but i also saw abu dhabi gp official acc on ig doing it as well

i know some of you might think it’s “nothing” or that the “drawings are so cute”, but you need to think first how much artists are currently struggling with this since i’ve seen even some of them talking about how people thought their works were ai generated

i’d do a long speech/ted talk on this topic since i’d love to say quite a few things i’ve been seeing lately, but i think i’ll leave it here (for now lmao)

hope this helped you some way, anon!

and please, support artists!

[stormboundscholar]

Heya!

I'm still alive! How fun. Haven't really done much with tumblr lately, but life was generally boring so you didn't miss much.

My electives went smoothly, and my lab grades have been decent as well. Committee exams have been middling sadly. Not the best year study wise, but i rested and recouperated a little bit after my uni entrance exam. The professors who made our curriculum were nice enough to give us some space for our first year but i doubt i can pull this sht again and pass next year. (Technically i still have my finals to cap off this year but it should be alright)

I rediscovered my hatred for group projects. A couple of lessons had us do them and all of them quickly went bad. Sure when everyone contributes it's nice (one of my projects went well actually :D ) but in most of them I did the bulk of the work. Not even mad about working tbh, coz i could have done it by myself but i just don't like unfairness.

I started playing stardew valley. It's cool, 10/10 game. A lot of things to do in the game and it tickles my brain in a very fun way. I should stop playing 4 hour sessions tho hahaha.

I have been trying some poetry. It's bad. But i still like to write if something cool comes to mind. I have considered studying poetry a little to get better at writing my own but i don't have the will to do it for now. Something to consider for the future, i could make it into a hobby.

I am continuing doing amateur photography. It's amazing how much you can capture if you keep an eye out for it. I noticed that i mostly run to my destination instead of taking in my surroundings and that has started to change a little. I take longer walks if I have the time and look at the trees, flowers etc. The work my Uni's gardeners and environmental architects are doing is awesome! I have been struggling to take good photos during the day though, i generally prefer taking photos during evenings and at night. It's probably because of the skill gap as well, i can't really work with the lighting yet tbh, but it's still decent. One of my friends invited me to the photography club so maybe i'll join that next year.

I went to a couple of concerts, classical music mostly, and i must say the musicians there are awesome. The composition is great and the selection is just the best! I was a bit scared initially bcoz i didn't know half the titles of what they were going to play but i was pleasantly surprised. After a few visits I invited a couple of my friends as well but they only accepted to come with me once ): they didn't like it as much as me i guess.

Summer break is starting soon and that's quite nice. Sadly though lot of the hobbies i did in Uni don't work as well back home, so i guess i will be giving them a break. I plan to repair my bike and spend time on that instead, we'll see how that goes.

Well there isn't much to talk about other than that. I will do a photo dump in a seperate post right after this :) How has things worked out for you guys? I could use someone to talk to, being cooped up at home isn't the best because I can only socialize with 3 people :D

Well with that i'll say goodbye for now, (as i always forget to update this blog i might update tomorrow or 6 months later lol) and good luck on all your endeavors!

[librathefangirl]

Mutuals I want to know better

Thank you for the tag @overlyimmersed 💜

Last song I listened to: Howling by FLOW x GRANRODEO, on repeat might I add. My go-to playlist is one with all the nnt openings and endings (+ Perfect time). Sometimes I end up listening to one of my favorites (Howling and Good Day) on repeat instead XD

Favorite color: Used to be pink but leaning more towards purple nowadays.

Currently watching: About to start another Seven Deadly Sins rewatch, recently finished Mech Cadets, also recently watched Red, White & Royal Blue again, otherwise trying not to start anything new until I've finished the projects I need to get done in August because I know I suck at pacing myself XD

Currently reading: uhmm... a textbook on speech-language pathology? (refreshing my knowledge before going back to uni full-time on Monday after a year of only a couple courses here and there to catch up). And catching up on the 4KOTA manga. Also hoping to get back to reading the Lockwood & Co. books and finally tackling my marked for later list on ao3 once my days go from summer chaotic to school year structured(-ish).

Sweet/savory/spicy: Anything but spicy. When I say I have no tolerance for spicy food I mean I have NO tolerance for spicy food.

Relationship status: Single 💚

Current obsessions: Seven Deadly Sins and... well, any other may come and go, but Seven Deadly Sins is the one obsession that stays no matter what else might catch my interest for a while (it's crazy to think that this time last year I hadn't(?) watched or read any nnt yet).

Last thing I googled: "beta av", "beta av engelska", "beta av idiom engelska", "beta av english" - including all of these because they're all about the same thing, me trying and failing to find an English version of the expression.

Currently working on: Too many things lol. My Meliodas Can Cook (Demon Food) fic, the next part of my Meliodas' Demon Secret analysis series, some other nnt fics here and there, a vld fic I also kinda wanna finish for the ficwip 5k, some nnt videos here and there.

No-pressure tagging: @hihopelessromantics @earmo-imni @gh0stofyesterday @zorria and anyone else who wanna do it 💜

[lifeofaunigirl]

starting a new semester, boring courses, helping loved ones deal with grief, and those butterflies in your stomach

10.02.2025

Today is the first day of the semester! We're either feeling super excited or burnt out. Let's do ourselves a favor and push those feelings aside, and truly take time to analyse what we did wrong, and what we wish to maintain during this new semester. I'll start:

Do's: listening to music and taking the time on the train to and from uni to unwind and listen to music or read. Have a detailed schedule and all the due dates and exam dates set on a board or piece of paper so you can have a broad view to what you have to work towards. Focuse on working with people that you have good chemistry with (refering to how you do your projects, how you work, etc.) instead of with close friends.

Don'ts: pasively reading your notes in hopes to retain something. Create pretty and elaborate notes if you're not going to have time to actually work with them because of the time you spent creating them. Push your daily tasks for the weekend because you think you're gonna have all the time in the work on them then.

Now let's fix my don'ts:

Pasively reading: use active recall! Quiz yourself, explain the topic to someone else (even if that someone else is your favorite plushie), use the blurting method...

Pretty notes: notes are ment to be useful, focuse on a basic color code so you can spot important concepts (red, blue and black pens work just fine, no need for expensive products) and make your notes spacious! Don't cluster all the information together in an efort to make your notes shorter, it will just make studying with them harder and more tidious.

Pushing the majority (or all your work) for the weekend: the weekend is our time to unwind! We might want to wake up at 10 am, have a slow breakfast with a slow coffee, watch a movie after lunch, meet up with friends or even go out at night, don't leave all the work for our weekly scheduled time to unwind. Because that is what the weekend is all about, relaxing and getting ready for the start of the new week.

With the start of the new semester, some of us have new classes, new classes that can be boring or tedious, especially if you have to force yourself to focuse or take notes. Just today, for example, I had four hours of lab (but not the lab where you actually go to the lab, but rather the one where you have to sit in a class and take notes of how a microscope works). What I would recommend is to find an element in the boring environment that would make the class less of a nightmere:

A classmate or friend with whome you can joke with from time to time or lean your head on their shoulder, look at their notes for guidance if you get lost, or draw a silly doodle on their paper.

A piece of stationary that is pleasing to use. I find the sound of my laptop keyboard to be motivating to take notes, but you can also use a favorite pen or pencil, a pretty notebook...

Okay, now we're heading outside of academics and into our personal lives. All of us at some point have had news of someone we care about losing a loved one. In that moment it can be hard to find the right words to say, and we choose not to say anything in fear of saying the wrong thing.

Instead of wondering what said person wants, we can just offer ourselves out, and they can ask what they need from us. For example:

"Hey, I've heard what happaned. I'm sorry for your loss and I wanted to let you know that I am here if you need me. Wether you want some company, someone to talk to, or even just some space, you can count on me."

Just letting the other person know you are there if they need or want to reach out will make them feel heard and seen.

Finally, we enter the love department. During those "waiting for the train or bus" times we might find ourselves texting a special person for us, and they might say something that will make us squeal in happiness or excitement.

Okay, enjoy it, be happy, take a deep breath. You are allowed to bask in the feelings that they bring to you, but please don't center yourself around it. Make it an added bonus to your day, not something you need in order to feel the tiniest bit of joy.

Lastly, remember that just becuase someone said something with a positive intention that doesn't mean it has to sit right, or you have to be thrilled about it. It's okay to enjoy compliments on your apperance, but if you crave deeper, emotional connections, then demand more from said person, more that goes from beyond the surface, and if they are not willing to give you that, then they are not the one.

Thank you, and I hope you enjoyed <3

[bapouro]

If you have the time and if it’d be fun at all, can you talk about how going to school for art is/was? Like what was bad about it but what did it make you realize about why you create? What was originally incomprehensible that became digestible after being surrounded by it? I’m just curious because I really only got into art after college age.

Hi

ive finally handed in my final project ever last friday and after somewhat recovering i can now answer u. (ill put an aside here that before i started uni, i saw a lot of the online umming and awing about art school and it being a scam etc that made me nervous going into it. i dont really think it has been for me but keep in mind im doing this in the uk. i think if i was in the usa or somewhere where it was that expensive i think youd get just about as many benefits going to somewhere like a community college instead. its worth a bit of money but not a lot of money.)

i realised while turning over your questions in my head last week how much doing my degree (illustration undergrad) during covid lockdown, illustrated (haha) the point art school had for me. and the point being that after trying to stick it out for the first few terms during lockdown, i deferred, i didnt really see the point i had already spent my entire life making art in my bedroom online for free, without somebody telling me what to do. practically what that degree offered me was physical facilities and resources, but really what i wanted it for was that vague miasma of drive and something bigger than myself to physically 'prove' myself to. i was and still am very interested in that gap between the online environment i learnt art within that felt a world away from my 'real life', and coming to meet with that 'real life' was kind of my goal. i needed both to meet on a very basic level for my quality of life. and id say i succeeded. twice now somebody i was originally mutuals with online turned out to be in my class. i live with one of them now. and i feel some pride now looking back on how much i felt like i had to separate my 'school' art and my 'personal' art during secondary school and now theyre practically one and the same. in fact one piece of advice ive kept with me from the uni tutors here is they consistently wish the students wouldnt 'hold back' so much on the kind of work they make: one of my friends, the one i now live with, was doing a tasteful furry pinup statue for a project and one of the tutors essentially asked them why the statue was being so sexually subtle with it, for example.

so what was bad about it! man... thinking about it the same reason i gave for why i came back after lockdown could also point out how flippant the reasoning was. its still a lot of time and effort let alone money to be putting into something that you dont Need an institution for. and art and academia, as much as you might try, arent going to be as neatly married as maybe STEM and academia. not that there isnt a place for it. we need it in there. but basically your work still has to get 'graded' on things so they can prove themselves as an institution so they can still get money to run. i ''apreciated'' the deadline part, for what it was, because i was(/am) a serial put-er off-er and i knew i needed something big to try and train me out of it. but the actual mark scheme and trying to work off of it is never not going to be nebulous. what the hell does it mean to 'demonstrate my awareness of the changing landscape of contemporary illustration' graded between 0 - 100 via a 3d animation. ive done pretty well. sometimes id get top marks. a couple times i wouldnt even pass and id have to do it again. the only pattern i could really see between what got those marks for me and what didnt was effort? so take with that what you will.

yea that being said, what it helped me realise why i create... i am thankful my particular course at my particular uni is so into their experimentation / medium diversity. because it proved to me again that experimenting is something i love to do. i could keep doing it forever maybe. but that also made me realise after trying to do that project after project that its only one part of the enjoyment. i couldnt sink my teeth in as much as i wanted. part of why im glad to leave is im glad to try and focus on just a few things now. take a project at my pace... reeeally get way too into it. hopefully.

what was originally incomprehensible that became digestible after being surrounded by it? mm.. i think getting to see a lot of the behind the scenes and the people actually doing illustration as a job kind of softened my glare on some art styles / ways of working i dislike. not that i Like them now but that kind of flat illustrator thing.. for some people it really is more of a job than anything else. i think thats fine. theres all kinds of other art to enjoy outside of their 9-5. i just hope they like it too. but of course it does set a precedent for what clients expect/what you feel like you should be making..? oh also i did actually end up really enjoying the couple of art essays we needed to write. reading cultural/art/etc pdf essays was something i already liked to do like reading baudrillard and ellen dissanayake and things but it was great to actually get to apply it in writing. and i think it certainly became more digestible to realise that these kinds of writers and this kind of writing wasnt some hard to penerate academia i couldnt be a part of really but turned out to be writing about things that already applied to life, whether i went to uni or not. really the whole experience... for me i felt like it was just something i needed to do. if anything just to get away from my family and make my own life. im glad i did it. but really art is art no matter where you find it. uni gave me a push to go further, i could sit around and say i couldve done it without uni but i think we overestimate ourselves. i think i couldve but i bet it wouldve taken longer and i may have experimented less, challenged myself less. who knows. just dont ever let something like that put you off art, it will always find you again eventually. im glad you got into it too.

[connorsui]

Ight so yesterday I went on a little side mission ...and by side mission I mean ur girl went out to the woods to test on her little uni project 💅🏻✨️ and when i tell yall ..that i have never in my life felt like I was I was living in a wasteland filled with scrap metal and ruined pieces of my finished work ...I literally mean I felt like I was living in apocalypse setting 🤡

No sound besides sum animals and the occasional wind ...rainy ass fuck ...my little campsite with all my tools and my log book for testing ..sum bagged food and water ...

I was fucking out here living it up like I was preparing for the end of the world 💀💀💀 -- but ur probs wondering ..✨️consui why the fuck would you do that shit instead of being at the fucking house like a normal woman? ...and even yet ..why the fuck do you always take so long to do that shit instead of coming here and giving us a dose of your stupidity?! ✨️👁👄👁--

.....🧍🏻‍♀️

I WAS NOT ABOUT TO USE A GIANT PINK ROCKET INSIDE OF A CITY BETTER YET IN THE 9 HOURS THAT I WAS OUT THERE WITH MINIMAL INTERNET 💀💀💀💀💀

Anyway ...today I finally organized all documents into a neat little pile to look at for latttteerrrzzzzzzz so now that I'm free imma do what I always do ✨️🩷 ...

Annoy everybody 💅🏻✨️

[stingro]

HI MERRR hope ur doing well !!!

for the reqs- consider some remlo+right person/wrong time, or blysen+first kiss?

or anything vaguely soulmate-y is cute too ^_^

HELLO MY FRIEND SPEX ^^ i'm doing well and i hope you are doing well too!!

SORRY. OKAY I FINISHED THIS I POSTED IT WRONG. HOLD ON. Ok i did blyke/isen first kiss but tbh one day i'll go back and write a full slow burn character study about blysen in uni haha see. i'm not super proud of this but i will definitely go back one day and expand upon this completely

darling, you're a little insufferable

blysen. 1220 words.

The first thing Blyke says when he opens the door to his dorm room is, "Go away, I'm trying to finish my homework," before promptly attempting to slam the door shut right on Isen's perfect face. (Because it does make sense that despite his rotting university excuse of a student diet consisting primarily of instant noodles, diet soda, and the occasional soju bottle, Isen is still somehow the picture of health and happiness.)

Isen stops the door from slamming by poking his foot through a slit, and in one fell swoop, swings it open. Blyke groans.

"Now, hold on," says Isen, holding his hands up in surrender. "Pack your shit, we're going to Moonite Park."

"I have shit to do." He crosses his arms grumpily, looking at his desk with all of its books. "I don't have time to go out right now. I still have to maintain my grades and—"

"Whoa, whoa. Hey." His voice gets softer and he gets close to Blyke, pressing his hands into Blyke's shoulders to ease the tension. "I know you have a lot to do. But it's not good for you to stay cooped up like this. Take a break. Let's grab some boba and go to the park, and you can work there."

"But, I—"

"Get ready, go change, and we'll leave in ten minutes." Isen ruffles Blyke's hair, and maybe Blyke's tired, because he just lets him. It's formed from years of comfort. "The sun will do you some good."

Finally, Blyke sighs in defeat and shoves his hands in his pockets before going over to his closet to pick something out. "Fine. You win."

***

Through the warm sun in the middle of fall and summer and Isen's slow, soft questions, Blyke opens up a bit more on the walk to the boba shop, telling Isen about a stupid group project that only three of them have worked on in a group of eight. And Isen is the kind of person to make jokes about how he 'shouldn't have been a STEM major and done something like Drama instead', but he thinks the bags under his eyes are particularly prominent and that his posture makes him look disheveled despite the effort he put into choosing an outfit that didn't scream 'My life is falling apart and I've survived off of pure spite', because Isen just nods his head and listens quietly before offering to pay for Blyke's boba.

Blyke looks at him like he’s crazy, head splitting in two, but Isen snorts and says, “Relax, idiot. I’m not doing your homework for you.”

Blyke immediately smacks his shoulder, hard. “I know you’re not! God, don’t ruin a nice moment by opening your big, fat mouth!”

Despite that, Isen opens up his wallet and pays for both drinks at the kiosk, and when they sit down with their drinks, Blyke finally feeling the chill and tasting the richness, he starts to tear up. Not with hiccups and sniffles and a scratchy throat--just salt welling up in his eyes, burning a little, his vision blurring.

Isen looks at him in alarm, reaching his hand to press into Blyke’s own. “Hey, hey hey, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he chokes out, wiping away his tears with his wrists. “‘m sorry, I’m just. There’s a lot. I’ve been so tired, haven’t been sleeping well.”

"Do you…wanna sleep at the park? Under one of the trees?"

It sounds so stupid, really, because why would he sleep under a tree with itchy grass that scratches him when he has a comfortable bed? But it gets him to stop crying right then and there, so he agrees.

***

"This is…nice," he says begrudgingly, head resting on Isen's lap, backpack unopened. Blyke looks up at Isen, who's petting his hair, eyes fluttering shut. "Where's Remi?"

Isen yawns, responds, "With Arlo I think. They're getting food right now, Arlo wanted to catch up with her."

"Oh." He yawns, again, and looks at Isen's face through hazy vision. He looks so…

"I wan' a kiss…," he croaks out, covering his eyes with his forearm, chewing on his bottom lip. 

Isen sits up straight at that, eyes decidedly not shut. Asks tentatively, "...Are you sure about that?"

"Yep.

"...Okay."

So, he leans in, gives a small little peck on Blyke's lips, and sits up again.

Blyke pretends not to notice the little blush creeping on Isen's face, and turns to face away from Isen to hide the redness crawling up his neck to his cheeks.