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Swee-hee-hee-heet! I Transferred to a New School and the Seven Hottest and Most Popular Boys There Fell For Me?!

SUMMARY: in which you find yourself in your own romance en-drama?!

GENRE: rom-com, reverse harem, high school romance

MAIN CHARACTERS: Reader (Y/N), Lee Heeseung, Jay Park, Jake Shim, Park Sunghoon, Kim Sunoo, Yang Jungwon, Nishimura Riki

ADDITIONAL TAGS: #probably ooc but im doing my best, #hyung line + sunoo + reader are same grade but jungwon + niki are a year under, #SOOO much cringe shit, #love octagon(??), #every romance trope under the mf sun, more to be added

TWO: When Life Gets Mixed Up (ft. Sunoo)

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You didn't have the time to look at the pretty architecture this expensive-ass school consisted of, but luckily, it wasn’t too difficult to sneak past the front office and make it up the grand staircase to your classroom on the second floor. You could feel the surprised eyes of your fellow classmates and the heavy disapproval nearly radiating off of your homeroom teacher, though, the weight of her glare nearly knocking you off your feet. Still, the relief and adrenaline coursing through your veins at your safety made you far too happy to let that bring you down.

“Yes, well, despite being so late and interrupting class, I suppose you should still introduce yourself to everyone,” your teacher, Ms. Yoon, sniffed.

“Gladly!” you chirped before turning to your class of bewildered classmates and bowing. “Hello, everyone! I’m Y/N. It’s my first day here, so let’s all get along. It’s great to meet everyone!”

Some classmates called out responses of hello and nice to meet you which made you grin ear to ear. Ms. Yoon directed you to an empty seat in the back corner of the classroom by the window, telling you to put your bag and supplies in the locker after class, and you recognized the boy that would be your seatmate as one of those individuals that had responded positively to your introduction.

You waved to the boy with a bright smile, which he responded to in kind. His face was small and round, with sharp, fox-like eyes that contrasted with his otherwise soft features and watched carefully as you sat down next to him, brushing his dark bangs out of his face.

“Pretty bold to walk in so late on your first day,” he noted with a raised, amused brow. You placed your bag down on the ground and sighed.

“You have no idea what I went through to get in here. My life was literally on the line,” you said with a pout. The boy chuckled at this, his eyes squinting into crescent moons as he grinned.

“You’re a pretty funny person,” he mused. Sticking a hand out, he continued with a pretty smile, “I’m Kim Sunoo. Let’s get along, Y/N!”

Taking it, you shook his hand firmly. Sunoo’s smile and sunny disposition (made even sunnier by the fact that the sun was shining high in the sky in the window behind him, quite literally giving him a halo-effect) warmed you from head to toe, and you couldn’t help but smile in turn. The fact that you had a seemingly nice (and very cute) desk partner made the whole fiasco of the earlier morning seem like a distant, bad memory. 

“Yah, Y/N! You just got here and you’re making trouble?! Pay attention! And Kim Sunoo, don’t be spreading your nonsense around, you hear me?!” Ms. Yoon, mid-droning out announcements, snapped from the front of the room. You shrunk into your chair, just a tad embarrassed from the sudden attention, while Sunoo just rolled his eyes hard so hard you were surprised his eyes didn’t pop out.

“Yes, Ssaem,” he replied in a bored tone. When Ms. Yoon turned back to the board with a disapproving huff, Sunoo turned to you and made a mocking face with a matching “yapping” hand, opening and closing it like a ranting mouth, finishing with rolling his eyes. You stifled giggles behind your hand before nodding in agreement.

First period was literature, which was thankfully your strong point; you were able to score brownie points with the literature teacher, Ms. Shin by answering tactfully to the difficult questions about writing structure and theme exploration Ms. Shin threw your way, because it was about a short story you had read in your previous school. Even Sunoo nudged you and whined, “Hey, leave some questions for the rest of us. You’re making us look dumb.”

You winked at him. “Gotta be faster, Sunoo. I’m motivated, that’s all!”

He groaned quietly, huffing and turning away from you as you laughed under your breath. “C’mon, I’ll help you if you need it! I know you said you didn’t really read it,” you urged, poking his shoulder. 

“What a teacher’s pet,” he sulked.

You recalled the other teacher’s pet you had run into that morning, and how perilous of a situation you had forced him into (seriously, what kind of misfortune and evil did you bring about that you could implicate such a good person in your crimes?!). The twinge of guilt in your heart came back full force, and you were reminded that, at some point before you went home, you definitely had to hunt that guy down and thank him. Maybe even offer to slay an enemy of his or two. It was only fair.

“Sunoo! Since it doesn’t seem like you’re paying very much attention, this next question is to you!” Ms. Shin called out in irritation. While Sunoo shot up to sit ram-rod straight in his chair, she asked, “In this short story, what is the significance of the main character’s curtains being blue, and why is it notable that she opens them at the end of the book?”

“Uh.” Sunoo stared blankly back at the teacher, who only waited at the board with crossed arms and pursed lips. His eyes slid to you furiously scribbling something on a sticky note, widening as you slipped it to him underneath your desks, which he took into his nervous hand. 

Looking down at the note, it read, “dead hub’s eyes r blue -> curtains were closed 4 most of book -> she meets new guy + falls -> she moves on!! gl!! :D” 

“Um, so, the main character’s dead husband has blue eyes, which matches the curtains and she, uh,” Sunoo looked down at the note under his desk, “spends most of the book mourning her husband’s death, including closing herself off from other relationships, which is what the closed blue curtains represent! Then, she meets a new lover and opens up again to form new relationships. Opening up the blue curtains represents how she breaks away from her grief, allowing her to move on and continue to find happiness in the present.”

The silence was palpable, as if Sunoo had just grown a second head. Then, the teacher, with only a slightly surprised raise of her brows, nodded and said, “Huh… Nicely put, Sunoo. Good job,” before turning back to her lecture. 

Quiet whispers burst out throughout the room. Murmurs of, ‘I didn’t know Sunoo was such a good student like that,’ and, ‘Didn’t you know he’s actually really dedicated? He’s just chatty; the teacher should have more faith in him!’, and ‘Ugh, I can’t believe Y/N got the seat next to Sunoo. It’s so unfair!’ filled the air but were swiftly and mercilessly shot down by Ms. Shin’s fiery stare. After a few seconds, class returned to normal and Sunoo tapped on your desk as the teacher turned back around.

“You saved me, Y/N. I owe you!” he whispered with a grin, crumpling the note and stuffing it into his pocket. You shook your head.

“Nuh uh, you did all the analysis yourself, you scholar. Teach me your ways, Sunoo-ssaem,” you teased softly, laughing as Sunoo rolled his eyes and whacked you on the shoulder. Then, recalling your previous train of thought that you had lost in Sunoo’s peril, you turned to him and murmured, “Hey, Sunoo, do you know a Yang Jungwon by any chance?”

Sunoo frowned. “Yeah? He’s one of my close friends, but everyone knows him ‘cause he’s the student body president. Beat me out for the position,” he said with a pout. “But why?”

You had lit up for a second at the first part of his reply, then hesitated. So far in these past two-ish hours of class, you and Sunoo had felt like a friendship made in heaven. Conversation came easily, laughter and smiles were plentiful, and you were sure that if you continued down this path, you’d surely find out that you both shared many common interests. Was it worth it, then, to jeopardize this golden friendship with the truly embarrassing stories of what had happened that morning? God knew you’d be hard-pressed to find more friends at the moment; you could feel a number of girls’ stares at you (though, you had a feeling that wasn’t necessarily your fault).

“Well…” you began slowly. “Y’know, he helped me out this morning, that’s all.”

A smirk formed on Sunoo’s face. Suddenly, you were very scared of the glimmer of cunning in his pretty (pretty?!) brown eyes. “Oh, I see,” he said with a slow nod, “you wanna go thank your knight-in-shining-armor, huh? I can help out with that—”

You smacked his leg, causing him to yelp. Both of you froze in your seats, statue-still as Ms. Shin whipped around like a predator to find the source of the noise before sniffing and turning back to the board. Only then did you relax and turn to a once-again pouting Sunoo who was rubbing his sore leg.

“It’s not like that,” you scolded with a tight scowl. “If someone helps me, I won't let them go unthanked. Don’t think too hard about it; I just got here!”

“Oh, just a couple seconds with us is all you need to fall for us, Y/N,” Sunoo said with a confident nod. The face you made must’ve been worse than you had intended because his expression turned from confident to offended in a split second. “Hey, I’m serious! My friends and I are pretty popular, that’s all,” he protested.

“Uh huh, I’m sure,” you deadpanned. Reigning in your facial muscles, you said, “Sorry, that sounded meaner than I intended but I really couldn’t take that seriously. You understand, right?”

“You’re lucky you helped me out. Consider my debt repaid,” Sunoo huffed. “He’s pretty busy all day with his responsibilities and stuff, but I can pass along your number to him when I see him. How’s that?”

“Sounds great! Here, let’s trade numbers and social media!” you said with an excited nod.

Trading phones underneath your desks, you typed in your social media and your number into Sunoo’s phone. Once you got your phone back, you realized Sunoo had left it on his Instagram page, which was full of pretty selfies, cute scenery pictures, and a few shorts showing off his dance moves and recent trends, but your widened eyes were drawn to a number at the top of his screen.

“Wait, you have a hundred-thousand followers?!” you whispered, jaw dropped in shock. “You… are popular…”

Sunoo looked a little too smug at that, but you let him because you were struggling to fathom how any student could have a fandom. Was he actually a celebrity of some kind?

As luck would have it, not only did you find a potentially great friend in your seatmate, being in with a popular kid would surely have its perks, right? And when you turned to Sunoo, eyes still widened in starstruck shock, the way he burst into quiet laughter made your heart warm, and you thought to yourself with a smile, I’m so glad it’s Sunoo I ended up sitting with.

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Swee-hee-hee-heet! I Transferred to a New School and the Seven Hottest and Most Popular Boys There Fell For Me?!

SUMMARY: in which you find yourself in your own romance en-drama?!

GENRE: Rom-com, reverse harem, high school romance

MAIN CHARACTERS: Reader (Y/N), Lee Heeseung, Jay Park, Jake Shim, Park Sunghoon, Kim Sunoo, Yang Jungwon, Nishimura Riki

ADDITIONAL TAGS: #probably ooc but im doing my best, #hyung line + sunoo + reader are same grade but jungwon + niki are a year under, #SOOO much cringe shit, #love octagon(??), #every romance trope under the mf sun, more to be added

A/N: i started writing this cuz the ending of en-drama was SOOOO unsatisfying that i just had to try and fix it. this is not serious at all but let's all enjoy some delulu together lol! this is also my first time posting anything on tumblr so lowkey i have no idea what i'm doing so pls excuse any awkward formatting and tagging! ty!!

ONE: Fateful Beginnings

Call it cliché, or call it stupid, but you were scrambling off the bus and sprinting down the street in a mad dash with half a frozen waffle in between your teeth, repeating a mantra in your head: Holy shit, I’m gonna be SO late.

You probably looked like an insane person to the common bystander with the frantic look in your eyes, haphazardly donned uniform, and shoes completely undone, and if you weren't freaking out, then maybe you would've had the decency to be a little more embarrassed. Decency was a commodity you had forsaken on this early morning, however, since it was only the evening before that your parents had made you swear up and done that you would do your best to be a most dutiful, attentive, and punctual student at your brand new private school they had busted their asses to get you into. All you had done, though, was nod without really listening, before spending the wee hours of the night reading and giggling about webtoons. 

If the school reported that you had missed the first period, if your parents caught wind of what you had done… Well, you shuddered at the consequences that would surely follow. It was better that you run like your life depended on it (which it did), lung integrity be damned.

It took a while, but you finally arrived at Decelis Academy, beet red in the face and huffing and puffing like you were about to die (which you were). It was a thing of beauty, especially in the cool, fall sunshine: soaring, gothic stone walls with ivy trellises adorning the bricks, big windows and stained glass decorating the walls, and a high and elegant tower jutting out from the middle. You grimaced, though, at the sight of a severe-faced, stern-looking man in a suit at the entrance of the school angrily scolding a shivering student with a wagging finger. The scolding seemed to last forever, and eventually, the student entered through the intricate stone gates with a hung head while the teacher returned to scouting the school perimeter with narrowed eyes. You took to jumping behind an electric pole for shelter.

If I get caught by him, I’m screwed! You could imagine the royal beating in your future already once the school called home, and it made you break into a cold sweat. Instead, you started looking around at the fences for some way to scale the walls (if you started to think about what would happen once you got inside the school, your head started to hurt. You’d get to that later). C’mon, think, THINK!

First, you ducked behind various poles, trees, and shrubs to run around the corner to a side where there was no teacher on the lookout for awful, disobedient students such as yourself. Then, you began feeling the stone walls for something, anything to grab onto, but let out a frustrated groan at the realization that a rich-ass school like this kept its walls extremely well-maintained. There was nary a single crack, save for the lines of mortar between the large gray stones. If you had to guess, the wall was at least ten feet tall, and even with a running start, you would barely be able to reach eight feet. Maybe if you could gather some things to step on…

You checked your phone and paled. You were already five minutes late; not enough for a call home yet, but it wouldn’t stay that way for long. There wasn’t enough time to scrabble something together for that plan! 

Frantically, you looked to and fro for something to help you vault over the wall; a stick, bouncy shoes, a convenient pile of rocks, anything! However, your eyes locked onto something—or rather, someone— approaching from a distance at a brisk jog. As they came closer, you realized it was a boy about your age in the Decelis Academy’s suited uniform. His brows were furrowed and his cat-like eyes were narrowed, making his round, youthful face look rather stressed out. His messy, fluffy brown hair bounced as he ran.

You stared at him as he approached for probably too long. He was… actually, really, insanely, horribly cute. But that was besides the point. A person would actually make a great step stool in your current predicament and, well, the panic was starting to boil over in your throat. You were willing to sacrifice a cute boy to not meet your death once school was over.

“Hey! Um, excuse me?!” you called out to the boy as he neared. He turned to look at you with adorably widened eyes before coming to a stop at your side, though he seemed to anxiously glance towards the entrance of the school. You squinted to read the nametag pinned to his school coat: “Yang Jungwon.”

“Yeah? Are you okay?” Yang Jungwon asked worriedly, brows knit together. He looked towards the direction of the school gate again. “If it’s nothing too urgent, I’m running a little late for class and—”

“Mhmm, I see you go to Decelis too,” you interrupted with a frantic wave of your hand. You were not about to let this opportunity slip through your fingers! “Listen, I’m late too! It's my first day here. and I am completely and royally fucked if I get caught by that teacher at the gates. Could you please give me a boost up the wall?” You pointed up the walls with wide, pleading eyes.

Jungwon blinked. Then, he said slowly, “You… want me to help you climb over the wall so you don’t get caught by Mr. Kim?”

You frowned. “Uh, yeaaaah? Didn’t I just say that?”

The boy rubbed his nape. Suddenly, he just looked really confused. “Yeah, but this… this is a first for me,” he said awkwardly. “No one’s ever asked me to do this, y’know? I’m not supposed to be helping students break the rules…” 

Oh no. He’s a goody-two-shoes. You thought as you paled. Just your luck; you weren’t even a delinquent, but of course the first time you tried something like this in a moment of sheer desperation, you found yourself at the hands of a teacher’s pet, a shining beacon of morality like the boy in front of you (maybe you were exaggerating, but you were stressed out!). 

Panicked, you clasped your hands together in prayer, squeezed your eyes shut, and dropped to your bare knees on the hard cement sidewalk, which hurt more than you cared to admit. You ignored Jungwon’s sounds of shock, intense befuddlement, and subsequent pleas for you to get back up as you yelled out, “Please! I know you don’t know me and I don’t know you, but I will owe you for the rest of my life! Just please help me get over the wall!”

“I—” Jungwon stammered. You opened an eye to see Jungwon’s face flustered as he looked around with a worried expression. He looked back at you, face stricken with something between horror, incredible concern, and confusion before he sighed. Quickly, he put down his backpack before asking, “What do you need?”

“Yes, thank you!” You nearly cried in relief, jumping up from the ground like a spring in immense joy. Rolling up the sleeves of your sweater as Jungwon did the same, you beckoned Jungwon closer to the wall. “Here; I’m gonna get a running start. I need you to hold your hands out like this—” you linked your hands together and pressed them downwards, creating a foothold, “—which I’m gonna step on, then boost me up so I can reach the top and pull myself up!” you declared with a fist of determination. There was no way this would go wrong. 

Jungwon muttered something along the lines of it’s too early for this under his breath before he squatted down against the wall and positioned his hand just as you demonstrated. In the meantime, you backed up a considerable distance before calling out to him, “You ready?!” 

“Yeah—”

“HAAAAAAAAH….!” You let out a roar of pure adrenaline and determination as you charged towards the wall at full speed, allowing the power of anime and manga to fill you. With mighty leaps and bounds, you hopped into Jungwon’s surprisingly sturdy hands and jumped as high as you could up the wall, with a boost from the boy beneath you.

Thankfully, you were able to reach the edge of the stones at the very top, just as you had hoped. Unfortunately, you were not the most athletic person in the world, and you found yourself struggling to pull yourself up and over. The wall suddenly seemed like an insurmountable mountain, and the beating by your parents seemed very real all of a sudden.

You looked down to Jungwon, who was bearing a good amount of your weight with great concentration while determinedly craning his head far, far away from your direction. “Hey! Can you push me up a little higher, please?” you called. After a moment of staring at him, you also added, “So, why is your neck like that?”

“Uh….” he replied as he hiked you upwards a few more inches with a bit of effort. After a few moments of your continued scrabbling, Jungwon boosted you up even higher and grunted out, “Well, I don't want any misunderstandings about what I’m looking at from down here…”

You paused in your mad attempts to heave yourself over the wall to glance back down at the very, insanely cute boy whose hands you had literally placed your life in. His face was bright red, possibly from exertion or from the frankly compromising position you had forced him into, and his neck was painfully turned away from you. “Huh. I hadn’t even thought about that,” you said honestly. You wore athletic shorts under your school-sanctioned plaid skirt anyways, and amidst the utter panic of your current situation, it really had not crossed your mind at all. “I see you doing your best, though, so it’s no worries! Just a little higher—”

“Hey! Who’s over here?!” an irritated voice yelled out from your left. “If you’re late, you’re in big trouble!”

“Shit!” you and Jungwon swore. Maybe your encouraging, awe-inspiring yell had not been your smartest move of the morning. You turned to him and begged, “I’m sorry, just a little more—ACK!”

In your desperate plea, Jungwon suddenly achieved some burst of freaky human strength and launched you upwards hard enough to send your upper body up and over the stone wall finally. You breathed a sigh of relief as you brought your legs over the wall, which you quickly sucked back in as you heard that same voice from before yell, “Hey, you there! Come here!”

You turned to Jungwon, who was heaving heavily, and said in your loudest whisper voice, “Thank you, I owe you my life! I’ll come find you and repay you!” 

“Just go! Before he comes!” Jungwon called back in the same tone while frantically shooing you away with his hands. You nodded before hurriedly sliding down the other side of the wall, allowing yourself to drop once you had gotten closer to the bottom.

Your feet had hardly touched the ground before you heard stomping dress shoes approach where Jungwon was, followed by an angry and noisy tirade of biblical proportions.

“Yang Jungwon! How could you be so late?! And what was all that yelling about?!” the teacher, Mr. Kim, ranted. 

Faintly, you heard Jungwon say between breaths, “I’m sorry, Ssaem, the bus was late and I had to run here… It’s, uh, been a stressful morning and I read an article about how yelling when you’re stressed releases endorphins so I tried that—”

“Honestly, Jungwon, don’t you think the student body president should be better than this? I’ll let you off with just a warning because this is the first time and you’re normally so diligent, but…”

You let out a silent groan. How could you implicate the student body president of all people? Just your luck. You were sure you totally ruined his probably stellar reputation, so now you owed him even more so. You may be a lazy person at heart, but you would never let a favor go unrewarded!

You looked at your phone and nearly screamed—10 minutes late! With that, you began to sprint towards the main entrance, sending a prayer upwards that you weren’t too late and that you had met someone like Yang Jungwon in your time of need. 

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Dimitri! :D

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Verbis Diablo | Fire Emblem Three Houses

Dimileth commission finished! A FE3H x Penny Dreadful comic, based on PDS2E2 “Verbis Diablo”.

I had a blast doing this short comic, might open for more commissions!

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one time, to know that it’s real 

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Half-Way Mark Character Review: Black Eagles

I picked all 4 routes as my first route for Fire Emblem Three Houses and am playing all 4 mostly blind. I just made it to the time-skip (woo!). I posted my initial thoughts on characters and thought I’d give a half-way mark update.

Edelgard: I feel conflicted. I appreciate FE deviating away from copy and pasting pasting the same personalities onto the female lord, and I admire how driven, passionate, flawed, and independent-minded she is. On the other hand, the writing is bending over backwards to make her as uninteresting as she can be by never challenging her and focusing more on making whatever she says sounding good at the moment rather than making Edelgard’s arguments compelling. Also hurting her characterization is how the game constantly undervalues all her relationships so she can rely solely on Byleth - the self-insert.  

Hubert: He’s dodged some of what’s plaguing Edelgard’s writing. He’s unapologetically riding that villain aesthetic wave and seems a bit more self-aware of how awful the consequences of his actions are (no matter how justified they may or may not be). He’s a pretty fun and enjoyable character as a result. 

Dorothea: I find her more interesting than likeable. She’s not unlikable, but hypocritical and judgemental, and the game never calls her out on it. I do appreciate how she destroys the stereotypical “gold digger” by showing how it’s the systems giving women like her no other options and not “shallow women only want stuff” (especially in the especially sexist Adrestian Empire) though. EDIT: So my opinion on her has wildly changed since the timeskip and now she’s precious and must be protected, it’s wild reading this take). 

Ferdinand: He’s so much better in his out-of-house supports than in-house. All his Black Eagle supports (except Petra and Caspar) are more about how his classmates want nothing to do with him than giving anyone involved character development (sans Dorothea, B-support kind of). I far prefer his supports with Flayn, Marianne, and Lorenz so far. He’s a character I really want to like, but he’s constantly treated like a pariah in his own house, and I really don’t get why. 

Bernadetta: I feel sorry for her. In a game where Marianne and Dimitri exist, Bernie’s social anxiety is often played for laughs, which makes her supports really repetitive. She mostly just existed to me, but her reaction to a certain sad event about Jeralt melted my heart. Writing is inconsistent with her, but I like what’s there.  

Caspar: I wish I used him in a route, because he’s a lot better character than I anticipated. Sometimes he’s hilarious like when he honestly thought he’d make a top-tier dancer candidate. Sometimes his supports are heavy and complicated like with Petra. His faults are called out in his supports with Byleth, while his strengths are praised in his supports with Ferdinand, and his criticisms are treated as valid in his supports with Edelgard. He’s definitely someone I want to use in a future playthrough and pay more attention to.  

Petra: While I feel the game relies a bit too much on “foreigner is funny because they can’t speak the language,” Petra is a highly admirable person. She’s stuck between a rock and a hard place, but is still kind and considerate to everyone. She’s intelligent and motivated. I also highly admire how she can separate the person from the actions of those they are associated with, like not holding Caspar’s father’s actions against him and likewise with Edelgard and the Empire.

Linhardt: My favorite Black Eagle easily. He’s not the most complicated character, but that’s partly because he’s unapologetically comfortable with who he is, warts and all. While I’d never encourage a real person to not bother trying to better themselves, in a game swimming with insecure and traumatized characters (who are great in their own right), Linhardt is a breath of fresh air and really stands out due to his uniqueness. He’s hilarious and far to easy to relate to.  

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Sylvix advent calendar collab w orgiastique read their story ✨here✨

part 1 — part 2

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FE3H as pokemon!!

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Blue Lions x Pokémon - Byleth choices his pkmn’s names based on his students  (´｡• ᵕ •｡`)  (Also after drawing this I thought Felix probably would work as a Riolu too!)

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Took a morning ride, found a place up in my mind,  no one else can see Maybe it’s fate that we lose control In circles around, we go

-Ride Home, Ben and Ben

i miss these guys not killing each other. So I made a modern AU.

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the boyz!! would you be willing to come to seattle? we have good coffee, cool architecture, a ferris wheel, and lots of TheB’s waiting for you!!

Calling all The B! THE BOYZ are at Tumblr HQ answering your questions right now 🌼

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hugs and kisses — the boyz’s eric

request: can I request an eric (the boyz) imagine with his first kiss or something?? like he’s panicking being like ‘what if I never get my first kiss and die alone !?!?!1!1’ so maybe the reader just kisses him or something??? idk but I love your writing!! — anon

a/n: hey! thanks for your request anon :-) i don’t know if you know this but, i used to write things in hc form instead of full-fledged paragraphs. i have quite a few requests to finish so i hope you don’t mind this written in hc form! anyways, hope you like it! x

requests are open! / masterlist!

[ gif by @iloveericsohn, i’d let tumblr credit it normally like they do with gifs but i really wanted this gif here and it wouldn’t come up when i searched it so ?? ] 

okay let’s get it~

i haven’t written anything about eric in while

let’s begin!

so basically you and eric go to the same school

(well you, eric, hwall, and sunwoo at least.)

and are very close friends

like… he invites you to the dorm when he’s not supposed to

or like

accidentally is an hour late to practice because he was out getting donuts with you

you and eric speak a lot of english together

just cause

like you know korean but english is just what you two are comfortable with?

so whenever you were around the other members none of them would really understand you ???

they still love and enjoy your presence though

they would understand you when you referred to yourself as i, or said eric’s name, or some like general english, but besides that, they did nOT understand a single thing

anyways

the boys who didn’t attend school (everyone except eric, hwall, and sunwoo) were usually at practice

leaving you, eric, hwall, and sunwoo at the dorms

haknyeon used to be there too, but he recently graduated so he’s not there anymore

hwall and sunwoo usually show up before eric and you but this time they weren’t there

so you and eric were just… alone

to do homework of course!

well, you two were known procrastinators so… maybe not…

oof

“you fucker! i was supposed to win!”

“not my fault you suck. ha!”

“hey! take that back!”

lots of tackles

and laughing

aw, you and eric are so cute wtf i ship it

after a few rounds,

(you only won once by the way)

you two realize you should probably work on your homework

ugh,, precalculus is iMPOSSIBLE

AND EXHAUSTING

“do you know number 5?”

he shakes his head no

sigh,, 1-4 was so easy wHY IS IT SO HARD ALL OF A SUDDEN

you skip over 5 for now and make your way to 7

“but i do know number 7, if you need help with that.”

such good timing wow

probably just looked at your paper

“you do?”

“yeah, here.”

he scoots closer to you on the couch

so like your shoulders are touching

he tries explaining the problem for you

but you’re distracted by how close you two are

he catches you staring at him

“got it?”

“oh! uh…”

he turns to face you and your faces are only a few inches apart

do you dare?

dO YOU DARE LEAN IN?

he just looks so… kissable

you start to lean in a-

“HEY GUYS WE’RE HOME!”

interrupted

of course

by the boyz

are you joking

ARE YOU KIDDING

you never realized how much you wanted to kiss eric 

UNTIL NOW

and you couldn’t do that

…great

they all rush into the living room

and see eric and you really close

“AW ERIC~ WERE YOU AND Y/N ABOUT TO KISS?”

sangyeon says, pinching eric’s cheeks

leader goals 

mother goals

sangyeon goals

the boyz make kissy noises

both of you guys are like hella embarrassed

you could aCTUALLY feel your face buRNING UP

by the jonas brothers

you pack up your things real quick

because you’re ready to sKKRT

“wha-what are you doing?”

“i think i should go… it’s getting late anyways.”

eric panics

he doesn’t want you to go

aw cuTE

“let me walk you out!”

“oOoOOOoooOO~” haknyeon says, dying over the sight of yoUNG LOVE

this boy is a sucker for the cute everything and anything

eric rolls his eyes and nudges his side

“uh… actually y/n can you wait for me at the entrance?”

“oh, uh, yeah sure.”

you head towards the entrance with your stuff

but you realize you’ve forgotten your phone on the living room table

so you head back and…

“are you kidding meEEeeE?”

“eric~ it’ll happen again.”

what was going on in there?

lots of whining from eric

LOTS

“what if i never get my first kiss?! what if i die alone?! oh my god…”

everyone’s laughing

you’re trying not to

but eric is genuinely worried

“eric, y-”

“what if i die alone?~” “i’ve been waiting for that moment for like… EVER.”

+ more whining

that’s eric for you

he’s actually aNNOYED

you chuckle

“eric, it’ll happen next time. now go! y/n’s waiting.”

you hear footsteps so you quickly go back to the entrance

but your phone!

OOF

“y/n, sorry i kept you waiting.”

“no, it’s alright but i-”

“we should study again next time! i mean, not here but a cafe or something? i don’t know… i just hope that we can… continue… what was-”

you kiss him

like right there and then

you finna do it, yolo right? idk

he’s shocked at first

but he eases into the kiss

thank god

“Y/N YOU FORGOT YOUR- OH MY GOD.”

sangyeon is… somewhat scarred? confused? surprised?

he just witnessed what was probably eric’s first kiss

“what’s going on?!” says nearly all the boyz

all of a sudden everyone is at the entrance

“HYUNG, ERIC GOT HIS FIRST KISS BEFORE YOU DID!” says hyunjae to sangyeon

i love a savage hyunjae

“HEY ERIC ARE YOU STILL WORRIED ABOUT DYING ALONE?”

everyone laughs, you let out a chuckle

“or never getting your first kiss?” says you

eric rubs his neck in embarrassment

“you heard that?”

you nod, a slight smile appearing on your face

“jacob, save me from this embarrassment.”

a/n: yo i apologize for this being not only bad, but also LATE. let me tell you what was goin’ on in a shortened explaination: exams, sicknesses, stress on constant repeat. BUT hey, i’m back and that’s what matters? thanks for the request anon x (also a minute after i posted this, i realized, i don’t know why i called it hugs and kisses. i think my idea for this was way different in the beginning whoops.)

requests are open! / masterlist!

[chen-chens]

*plop*

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JACOB’S BIRTHDAY MESSAGE TO KEVIN

original pic © to owner

transcription © to fyjacob

Transcription:

Heyo Kevin ☽!

It’s your first birthday as a member of the BOIIIIZ and I hope that you have a great one!! Thanks for always being the good person you are and for also bringing yo musical/artistical talents to the team. Can’t wait to see the artist you become ♡ !

God bless and stay healthy, okay chingu?

From: Jacob

[chen-chens]

he‘s an angel!!💘💖💐😽🌈