#I feel like social media aus are such a great and easy way to do really fun outsider POVs honestly

[cartierre]

SINCE WAY BACK | ln4

SOCIAL MEDIA!AU lando norris x fem!black!producer!reader (fc: alexis carrington)

side note: drake is aged up in this because i want y/n to be born around 2000/2001 but that would mean drake was 14/15 when he became a dad... so he's just a few years older here to make it more believable okay? great. side note pt2: there are so many long twitter threads used to explain the whole backstory. like, really really long. i didn't know how else to explain everything, i'm sorry.

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f1 BREAKING: October's Very Own (OVO) joins the McLaren team as their new primary sponsor for the 2023 season.

#F1 #Formula1 #McLaren

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user1 what the fuck is drake doing here

user2 i'm actually so gagged like what is happening why is drake invested in f1 all of a sudden

user3 this is such an odd pairing? drake and zak brown together feels like a fever dream

user4 drake joining f1 as a sponsor was definitely not on my 2023 bingo card

user5 caitlyn jenner buying a whole w series team is less surprising than whatever this is

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lando.jpg adonis is teaching me how to play basketball because otherwise he "cannot accept me" i've been humbled by a 5 year old

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user6 is that the girl he might or might not be dating ⤷ user7 i need to know otherwise i might die (i won't but the suspense is killing me)

user8 WHO IS THAT GIRL LANDO

user9 is this you trying to soft launch or is she just a platonic friend?

user10 "fans" going insane because they can't handle the thought of lando having female friends as well

user11 he's not even tagging anyone omg now i have to scroll through all the people he follows. lando is not making my job easy

(private account)

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y/n_graham why am i trending on twitter and why is everyone uncovering my childhood

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landonorris i think this is my fault ⤷ y/n_graham you and your jpg ⤷ landonorris my camera lense is just so mesmerised by your beauty ⤷ y/n_graham your compliments won't get you out of trouble

centralcee i'm literally getting dms asking about you ⤷ y/n_graham i woke up to 15,000 people trying to follow me

jorjasmith_ lando's fans are literally fbi agents ⤷ y/n_graham i'm making so many backup files of my music projects because i'm scared someone will hack into my laptop now

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f1wags Y/N Graham, daughter of Canadian rapper Drake, was photographed by a fan outside the venue in Greece where Lando Norris, her rumoured boyfriend, was playing this weekend. None of the two have confirmed nor deniend the relationship allegations that have been going around for a few months now. An inside source, which attended the party, revealed how the two behaved very intimate with each other.

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user12 girl it's been nearly four months since the rumours started... can one of them just please either confirm or deny them?

user13 at this point i'm just over the whole drama. let them have their privacy i guess

user14 this drama is juicier than when the whole oscar-alpine-mclaren fiasco happened

user15 i'm this close to ripping my hair out why is this rumour been going on for AGES i just want a simple statement already

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lando.jpg bonding family time, got to support the father in law ;)

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user16 EXCUSE ME WDYM FATHER IN LAW? is this a joke or real ⤷ y/n_graham we're not married, don't worry ⤷ user17 OMG Y/N MADE HER ACCOUNT PUBLIC JUST NOW

champagnepapi i like the sound of "father in law" ⤷ lando.jpeg i know you would ⤷ y/n_graham no no no

user18 okay from what i've gathered drake and lando are on good terms ⤷ user19 bet that's why drake sponsored mclaren lmao ⤷ y/n_graham no but deadass

user20 y/n fighting for her life in the comments lmaoooo ⤷ y/n_graham in the trenches

[newtkive]

shift shenanigans - s1 social media au

note: jus for fun ! may or may not do more parts.

warnings: crude humor, slightly offensive jokes from richie sry

part two

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chefboyardee: my friends! i love my friends! the two on the right more than the left (i’m joking i promise) 😁😁😁😁

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syd_adamu: brave of you to call him your friend y/n

↳ chefboyardee: boss man carmy save me

↳ syd_adamu: oh.. :///

marcus.brooks11: you did me so dirty, friend.

↳ chefboyardee: love you marcus you look spectacular

↳ marcus.brooks11: don’t start

richietheking: Where am I?

↳ chefboyardee: ya motha

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richietheking: Getting sh$!t done.

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marcus.brooks11: This is coolllddd.

↳ richietheking: You already know it man.

syd_adamu: this is actually crazy

carmyberzatto: can you show this on instagram? i think you should delete this.

↳ richietheking: Delete your life.

chefboyardee: come down to the beef for a number 6 the occy way 💯 the safest joint on the block 🤑💯we are 🔛🔝

↳ richietheking: Eyyy I know that’s right.

↳ carmyberzatto: please don’t advertise this.

WE HAVE THE BEEF 🥩

[ 8:25 am ]

y/n:

bruh im about to lose it. heads up when you guys get to work.

marcus: that catering order is about to be crazy

DO NOT REPLY: These white boards are stressing me out.

syd: we know, probably giving you ptsd from not finishing high school

DO NOT REPLY: Fuck you I did finish it.

y/n: oh i gotta change ur contact name richie

richie poo: ????? What

y/n: it was ‘DO NOT REPLY’ lols

marcus: valid

syd: real

richie poo: What? Why?! That’s so rude

y/n: cuz you piss me off

and you kept blowing up my phone yesterday

richie poo: You weren’t answering, and we needed help at the cook out.

syd: the one where you poisoned everyone?

richie poo: Fuck off.

y/n: when i’m off work, i’m off work.

marcus: don’t let carmy hear that, y/n

y/n: don’t remind me

syd: he’s trying at least, go easy on him. he really has great ideas

richie poo: You mean you have great ideas in that little notebook

tina: Never trust a broad with a notebook.

syd: hey! i’m just being helpful

y/n: do you guys think my ig post will hurt carmys feelings

marcus: it would make me a little sad if i were him, but i don’t think he cares

y/n: great i’m gonna cry now

syd: i doubt he even saw it y/n it’s fine

richie poo: Check the work chat. Cousin is in a mood.

y/n: oh great

tina: Help us all.

syd: be nice you guys

WORK

[ 9:15 am ]

carmy: Everyone, we have huge catering orders tomorrow to prep for today. Please get here as soon as you can, the earlier you clock in the better. Additionally, please be careful what you post on social media. I don’t want people to get the wrong impression

y/n: yes chef 👨‍🍳

syd: ok sounds good

richie poo: Cool it, Cousin. What’s the issue with the social media

tina: I use FaceBook. That not allowed now??

carmy: Tina, you’re fine. I’m talking about those who post work things on public accounts

marcus: facebook is crazy

richie poo: I can’t go private

y/n: he needs the likes

richie poo: No I’m disabled from doing so. Not sure why

y/n: liar

richie poo: 😑I don’t like you

carmy: Then please don’t post pics of yourself posting up with a gun and an air horn outside of my shop anymore.

marcus: that pic was fire can’t lie

carmy: Well, it’s bad for business.

richie poo: Fine, whatever

y/n: carmy

carmy: What, Y/n?

y/n: is this because of my caption on my post i’m sorry i promise i wasn’t being for real

carmy: I don’t care Y/n.

y/n: is that code for ‘i care a lot and i’m crying in the office right now and that’s why the door is closed’

oh

syd: ? why the oh

y/n: he opened the door and yelled no 🤨 but i think i saw red eyes

carmy: Please get back to work and I’ll comp a meal for you later

y/n: OMG yes chef 😍

richie poo: Inappropriate emojis and you shouldn’t have to incentivize her to work

y/n: shut up acting like HR i’m gonna beat your ass

jealousy is ugly which is why you have that mug on your face

carmy: Stop

y/n: yes chef 👨‍🍳

i heard your giggle tho

richie poo: Again with the schizo episode

syd: you can’t say that richie

richie poo: Oh sorry

[imagine-shenanigans]

sighs dramatically.

Okay but the ghost distribution system as we call it is hysterical but can we tlak about how None Of The 141 are built to date.

Like, sure, Gaz is great at flirting, and he's charming, but DATES? He's the type who asks you on a date because he thinks youre pretty/handsome/adorable/etc but by the time the two of you actually go on a date he's ready figured out like. the whole rest of your lives together. He's already imagined up 20 different scenarios of different dates, stalked your front-facing social media and found your secret or hidden accounts that theoretically don't link back to you. Sure, he's scrounged through your discord servers and your private messages and texts and a thousand other things while he was bored on leave. He knows enough to know that he's happy with what comes next. All dates are simply... ritual at this point? Something obligational, other than the fact he gets to spend time with you.

You're not going anywhere, he's just the least heavy handed of them, the one who'll let you think its your choice to keep him around until he's got his ring officially on your finger. Life won't go according to plan but he's prepared for that too. In his head, you're already married anyway, he's just working his way up to that part. He'll manufacture any scenario to keep you with him, because he wants you to be. And he'll make sure you want to be too.

Soap on the other hand is WAY less tactful about it. He's charming, and he'll take you on dates, sure, but the moment he spots you it's incredibly easy to get obsessed. He immediately drops an arm around you, purring in your ear and talking to you. Doesn't ask you on a date so much as demands it, puts his number in your phone and presses a kiss to your temple, his fingertips squeezing your chin before you leave. God forbid you let him into your home - he'll never leave if you do. Johnny's SUCH a physical guy that while, yes, personality matters, it seals the deal for him the moment he's got his tongue down your throat and his fingers in your pants. Something about the way you settle in against him makes him feel like he's home, and you will never get rid of him.

He's willing to take you on dates if you need more proof, but he won't even pretend like he doesnt already have a copy of your key. Like he's not telling the guys about the bonnie little thing he's going home to - he slips into your apartment/house/etc and into your bed without changing, barely finding time to slip his boots off. Presses one hand to your mouth and just... holds you. He'll fuck you within an inch of your life later when you're less panicked, sure, but he just wants to press his nose to your neck and breathe you in. If his hips rut against your ass, ignore it for now. (Haha... unless? No? okay in a minute then)

Price is just as manipulative as Gaz can be, just as charming as Soap and Gaz too. But he just... doesn't care, just like Simon. There's a reason so many people have Price with like... mail order bride or a "one day you look up and hes your husband" scenario and thats because he's good at what he does. And by that I mean being a husband and pumping you full of kids whether or not its physically possible. (Btw check out Ceil's mail order bride western au its good shit, or Bo's Kingpin Price drabbles, makes me lose it every time.)

He sees you walking about and the MOMENT you do anything remotely domestic - pick up a neice/nephew/babysitting kid/etc and put em on your hip? Rock hard. play peekaboo with a baby across from you at a cafe? pick up after yourself just to be polite to the waitress? he's already stalking you on multiple platforms theres no goddamn way youre getting away from him. He'll figure out where you go in your free time and insert himself there as naturally as possible. He's not particularly hiding what he's doing either - he likes to test you, to see if you notice things missing or moved. If you do, he'll be a little more cautious, use it as reason to drive you into hsi arms. If you don't he jsut views it as all the more reason to take you away - poor thing, you just can't help yourself can you? You're lucky nobody else has got their claws around you, hm?

[norris-lando]

it's time to go / social media au

max verstappen x singer!reader

summary: in which rumors spread about max cheating on you but thankfully, there's a knight in a shining red armor waiting for you

faceclaim: sabrina carpenter

author's note: this is my first time doing a social media au, so please go easy on me 😭 nevertheless, i hope you guys enjoy! also, i'm going to doing more parts to this :)

part 1 · part 2

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f1updates: Max Verstappen and singer-songwriter Y/N Y/L/N have called it quits after almost 2 years of dating. Sources close to the couple have commented the breakup saying, 'apparently there was some sort of infidelity involved.' The couple have yet to confirm these rumours, but what do you guys think? Check the link in our bio for more information regarding the situation.

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user1: noooo mom and dad 😭

user2: i'm denial, ain't no way one of them cheated wtf

user3: say sike right now ☺️

user4: it's okay guys mom and dad are just being silly 🥰🥰🥰 it's fine 🥰🥰

user5: i mean if the cheating thing is true, i'm sure we all know who cheated on who

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y/n.insta: how long will it be cute, all this crying in my room 🎼

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user1: mother noooo 😭

user2: it's okay max ☺️ i just wanna talk ☺️🔪

user3: i didn't wanna believe it but looks like the streets were right this time 😪

user4: i'm so lost, what happened??

user3: apparently m*x cheated on y/n

user4: wtf nooo they were my endgame 😭

user5: charles what are you doing here

user3: lmaoo chill they're friends

user6: it's okay bby i can go vroom vroom in circles too and i promise i won't cheat

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y/n.insta: they say write about what you know so i wrote about heartbreak. it's time to go out now on all streaming platforms!

btw, had a BLAST in LA this last weekend. thank you so much for all the support, i love you guys 💖 next stop ➡️ miami

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user1: can't wait to see you in miami!! ♥️

user3: 15 years 😭 15 million tears 😭 begging till my knees bled 😭 i gave it my all 😭 he gave me nothing 😭 at 😭 all 😭 tHEN WONDERED WHY I LEFT 😭

user2: @/maxverstappen1 been awfully quiet since the queen dropped it's time to go 🤔

user1: not the tag lmaoooo 🤣

user6: okay can we pls talk about the fact that cHARLES is back in y/n's likes???

user5: i admire to be this delulu

user8: still feels so weird not the see max in the likes and comments

user11: i know right?? we get it, it was a good joke hahaha i'm laughing now pls can we stop this

user9: i think you dropped this 👑

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maxverstappen1: Simply... Lovely. What a great weekend again 🏆 Miami, thank you!

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user19: it's time to go to apologize to y/n now ☺️🔪

user5: so proud of you, great job again!!

user17: imagine being in miami at the same time as the girl you CHEATED ON

user2: facts, i feel so bad for y/n cause i remember seeing a video of her saying she scheduled a show in miami at the same as the gp so her and max could spend some time together

user3: lmao at least Charles had a fun night at y/n's concert last night

user17: what?? how do you know that???

user3: he posted on instagram last night that he was there!!

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charles_leclerc: Good day yesterday, on and off track. Thank you, Miami! And special thank you to @/yn.insta for having me at the show ♥️ It was phenomenal and can't wait to see you again soon.

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yn.insta: Thank you so much for coming! I'm glad you had a good time ♥️ Can't wait to see you soon!

user6: the red hearts!!! and y'all called me delulu

user8: okay but the hearts don't necessarily mean anything?? i mean y/n just got out of a relationship

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[miikishii]

suguru geto bf hcs!!

masterlist

call this the "nothing went wrong" AU.

sfw!

Gege said that Geto is popular with the ladies (more so than Gojo) and I absolutely believe it 100%.

Words of affirmation. He dishes out compliments like a 5-star chef

Master of making you feel wanted and perfect

He's really comfortable with himself so it's easy for him to give and receive compliments

He'll just say it in passing too

"You look so good today"

and you're just sitting on the couch.

Likes cafe dates the most

Not a big social media guy but if you want to post pictures of your food he'll hold up his phone flashlight for good lighting with no complaints

He goes to the gym a lot and would definitely appreciate it if you ever joined him

Makes very serious eye contact

Just in general he's kind of always looking at you

Would love to do skincare with you, if you don't suggest it he might.

Loves putting his arm around your shoulder

on the couch, lying in bed, walking somewhere

if you're walking or standing somewhere his arm is either around your shoulder or your waist

Generally just such a patient and gentle lover

Any fights you guys have he is always trying his best to stay calm and be the voice of reason

he could never be mad at you for long

he's not shy or timid as a person, but when it comes to things that bother him he's hesitant to bring them up

he knows communication is important but sometimes just feels like his worries aren't a priority

thinks the exact opposite of you though

anything that makes you uncomfortable or worried?

literally would go so far out of his way to deal with it

doesn't care what he has to do

loves sharing music and/or earbuds with you

especially on the subway.

makes sure to cue a mix of songs you both like, but also often gives you his phone to choose the queue

loves to take pictures of you on dates

any social media post he makes is pretty much just you.

basically posts nothing else.

makes an effort to text you every day

normally just about his day, there's not much for you guys to talk about because you talk so much, yk?

sends you pictures of him and Gojo chillin' when you're not there

said Gojo steals his phone just to either: a) pretend he's Geto and say something weird. or: b) Tell you 'Suguru's been talking about u all day and it's annoying.'

note: Idk why it was so hard to come up with stuff for him I just think he's so great.

[jaestrz]

Temptation - seungcheol

idol!au - seungcheol x reader - fluff - angst??? - protective cheol

“of course it matters to me. You’re a part of the team and you’re under my responsibility. I won’t be able to forgive myself for failing to take care of my members and my only love.” -s.

🍂🍂🍂

Things like this never really bothered you for a long time. It was something you’ve learnt during your fresh debut years and Seungcheol’s familiar advice. don’t let a random stranger online who didn’t see your struggles, ruined the best of you. Although you couldn’t never understand why people were cruel enough to do that, you worked hard to be in the place you were now and pushed random strangers opinion. Whether it’s a random rumor other people made online to throw shades, you never really took it seriously unless it was a correct information.

Indeed people do change throughout the years. Some humans can really be fragile with their emotions once they grew older.

This started when the other day you accompanied him to his photoshoots. Cheol was trying to process and accepting your weird behavior. That day was also the day an article online was released about your interaction with Taeyong during an award show a few days ago. But the headline was starting to bother you. Cheol doesn’t know it yet. He hasn’t been on his phone due to his busy schedule.

The sound of the camera shutter stopped, signaling he was on a break. He walked towards you and you quickly shutting off your phone, giving him a smile as he comes closer to kiss your forehead. You didn’t know what you were feeling at the moment. A sense of guilt build inside you like piles of deck stacked up together. You shouldn’t feel this scared. Everything on the article wasn’t true at all.

You tried to distract your own mind by fixing his hair and have a talk with the staffs. To be honest with yourself, it wasn’t working.

“love, you okay? You’re so pale, what’s wrong? Sick?” There was a mixture of concerned and worried in his question. You just sat straight and nodded, telling him you were absolutely fine. Liar.

Cheol is the most hardworking person you’ve ever met in your whole life. He took care of you and 13 other people for almost his whole life, putting on more pressure didn’t seem like a good idea. He attend meetings even when he didn’t have anything to say just to give out all the informations to members. Cheol put you and his members before himself. He’s really a great leader with responsibility.

Maybe you just wished you could’ve been a better girlfriend and team member.

Cheol wasn’t that easy to fool by your lies either. If he sees something off, he knows there’s something wrong. Maybe he can’t ask you right now but he’ll ask you as soon as you both get home. But your sudden change of behavior has gotten on his nerves. Cheol noticed you had been going through your phone a lot, sighing at something that he doesn’t know.

Even when you both got home, you denied the thousand questions he had asked you. “Is there anything you want to show me baby? You’re quiet for the last few days as well. Was there something that I don’t know?”

“Was there something you’ve wanted? I can buy it for you.”

“Do you need a few more days of break? I could discuss with the staffs if you need me to.”

Yet you couldn’t answer him and just ignored. There was a disappointed look on his face when he saw you walk away from him. Cheol thought about dropping the subject once he saw the way you’ve gotten uncomfortable and he didn’t want to accidentally cause an argument. So he stopped talking about it, hoping whatever kind of problems in your mind that has been bothering you would soon be gone by the next few days or faster. But to him, it was getting worse in his point of view.

He indeed has seen a rumor scandal between you and a NCT member on social media but that never came up to Cheol’s mind if that was the cause of your weird change of behavior. All he could think of was 3 days ago when you said you’ve been in a lot of pain mentally and physically from overworked. So Cheol cleared your schedule with the help of staffs.

That. You wondered if you ever deserved a person like him. Were you enough? Because you didn’t feel like you should earn love from him. You don’t deserve him. That’s what you thought.

Yet he took care of you as if you are worth more than what you think.

‘ svt member y/n caught having an affair interaction with nct Taeyong while she’s in a relationship with svt’s leader Scoups.’

userxxxxxx: I wonder what they were talking about

randxmxser: she’s doing things without thinking her limits. Poor scoups.

kxwxii: she’s probably cheating on Scoups. Is one man not enough for her?

qwlsky: she’s pretty and all but damn. Scoups deserves someone better.

and society’s opinions could really make people feel bad.

You don’t even know how long you could bottle your feelings because you ended up failing to keep it a secret from him when you went to his arms, barely getting yourself together. Both of you were coming back from a long meeting for future going seventeen schedules ahead. It seemed a little bit weird for a request to him but you asked him to pull over at the side of the road. He did generally asked you why but he slowly parked and you got out of the car, leaving him confuse.

“Y/n?” Cheol called you, until he saw you lean against his car and a tear escaped your eyes.

When he saw your struggles, he soon got out as well and walked to you, seeing you break down like a crack lined glass just shattered in front of his eyes. He felt like as something had tug his heartstrings. There was something that has been bothering you so much.

You felt his arms, slowly pulling you close to his chest as you breathe in his scent of cologne. Hot tears streamed down your face, feeling him hug you tighter with his chin rested on the top of your head. If it weren’t because of something else, there’s only left one thing on his mind. God, he wished he could’ve think faster. His nightmare came true before he could take action. He rubbed your back, trying to calm you down. “Are you mad at me Cheol? I swear I wasn’t-”

He hushed you. “hey, we went over this before right? I trust with every decision and action you do. We promised not to trust everything we see in the internet baby.” He told you. You didn’t know why were you scared either.

“I know you would never do anything like that. We made an agreement we can talk freely with our friends right? I don’t see a problem with you having an interaction with others.” He was soft. Even with the cold breeze outside, his presence sent warmth to you. Cheol could feel how scared you were. He never knew how much this could affect you.

“does it matter to you?”

“of course it matters to me. You’re a part of the team and you’re under my responsibility. I won’t be able to forgive myself for failing to take care of my members and my only love.” There was a smile on his face as he wiped the tears of your face. His laugh. It’s like a instant cure medicine for your heart.

Maybe you could think that you don’t deserve humans like him but he could guarantee he couldn’t live without you by his side.

“I love you, please remember that. I would never get angry over something that isn’t true. I’m proud you’re brave enough to speak it up to me.”

-

“y/n! Are you okay? I heard about the scandal rumor thing yesterday. Please don’t even bother, they’re just seeking for attention.” You see one of the staffs you’re close with approached by while you and Seungcheol. You smiled. “Yeah. I’m fine, thanks for the asking.”

In the meeting, you didn’t really spoke a full sentence to anyone. You just listened to everything. Seungcheol did most of the talking but you couldn’t really catch up with the conversation. You didn’t even realized how much time had passed by due to you getting lost in your own thoughts. His cold hand touches yours snapped you back to reality.

“you okay?”

you hummed in response before feeling his lips touches your forehead. “The team settled everything. We can go now.”

Soon a few moments later, a notification popped up in both’s phones.

‘artist guidelines.’

[garlichoisan]

𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐡 [9]

[an ATEEZ social media au]

🍓 Characters/Pairing: San x reader, Wooyoung x reader + more in the future

🍩 Genre: fluff, angst, suggestive

🍰 AU info: social media au, university!au, named reader

💌 Word Count: 1695

⚠️ Warnings: ❌

A/N: the next chapter is gonna be a Halloween special and it’s gonna be uploaded on October 31! 🎃

also have a spoiler: a huge wave of angst is coming up in the next few chapters 👀 and it’s progressively getting worse

💟 if you wanna be added to the taglist, please just send an ask!

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Mingi was playing videogames with his friends, smiling contentedly when he saw the text “Player 1 wins”. He tossed the controller on the sofa, then got up and started jumping happily.

“I won! I won, do you hear that?” the birthday boy was beyond excited that this was happening exactly today, on his special day.

“Yes, we can see,” Wooyoung sighed with annoyance. He hated losing and was always super competitive, just like the rest of his friends.

“It’s just your birthday, so we’re going easy on you. Don’t get too cocky,” Hongjoong scoffed jokingly.

Mingi continued humming and jumping around, letting everybody know he was in a good mood.

A few hours later it was already time for the guys the go out to a restaurant and after that, they would visit their favorite bar which Hongjoong has saved them a table at.

When they arrived at the restaurant they took their jackets off and each one of them took a seat on the nicely decorated table: there was a vase with flowers, some scented candles which were adding a sentimental feeling to the gathering, and the tablecloth with floral ornaments was perfectly positioned. Mingi was smiling the whole time and even though his friends acted as if his good mood was making them sick, they were secretly happy that their friend was having fun. Mingi ordered some pasta and, of course, wine, while talking to the other guys about anything he could think of. All of them listened to him attentively and shared their own opinions on the topics as well.

A few more hours have passed and it was time to go, so Mingi paid the bill, frowning for the first time today, because of the amount of money he had to pay, but overall he was still really happy and he had a great time. 

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 Half an hour later, they were already in the bar, sipping drinks and dancing, as if there was no tomorrow. Later they decided to split up and find their own ways to have fun, as only San and Mingi stuck together and ordered more drinks, while Wooyoung went flirting with some girls, and Hongjoong met an old friend from high school so he went to greet him.

“Can you please look after my phone, I’m coming back in a few minutes,” Mingi excused himself as San nodded.

Not long after that Mingi’s phone started ringing. San took a quick look at the caller’s ID, but his friend was nowhere to be seen, so he was left with the strong desire to pick up the phone and talk to his crush. He was tapping his fingers nervously against the table, wondering what to do; but then he remembered the phone wouldn’t be ringing forever so before he changed his mind, he grabbed the phone and went outside of the bar, answering the call. He felt chill run down his spine because of the cold weather outside, but that wasn’t the only reason; the adrenaline of his own actions was starting to catch up with him too. He felt that crush rush and he suddenly didn’t know what to do. He heard the voice coming from the other line and he silently panicked.

“Mingi?” Ara’s voice was soft and questioning since her friend picked up the phone but he still wasn’t saying anything.

San took a deep breath and he held his friend’s phone closer to his ear.

“Hello, Ara,” he said, his voice sounding a lot huskier than he intended.

“Sorry, who’s that?”

“I’m San, the guy you’ve been texting lately,” he explained, chuckling unintentionally.

He was incredibly nervous and his heart was beating so fast that for a second he thought it was going to burst and scatter in small pieces around the whole bar entrance.

“Oh, hi, San!” Ara exclaimed, sounding happy, which gave San a little hope that maybe she felt the same way about him.

“Mingi couldn’t pick up right now, but I wanted to say hi to you,” San tried to find an excuse for his decision to answer the call instead of his friend.

But the truth was that his desire to finally hear his crush’s voice made him do it. The whole time he kept thinking about how angelic her voice sounded; it was even better than he imagined it to be. Everything about Ara made him go weak in the knees and he found himself unable to hide the great excitement she brought to his heart.

“That’s cool. But I need to wish him a happy birthday so please tell him I called when you see him,” she reminded him and San nodded, but he remembered Ara couldn’t see him because they were talking on the phone.

“I will,” he assured her and started thinking about what he should say next.

He didn’t want to hang up yet; if it was possible, he would have wanted to stay on the line with her for the rest of his life, or at least for the rest of the night. But unfortunately he couldn’t avoid the awkward silence that found its place between them, separating them like a thick wall, even worse than the distance that kept them apart.

“Ah, I just remembered something,” Ara said, making San stop overthinking everything.

“What is it?” He asked curiously. He was thankful she broke the silence and he no longer had to think of a way to do so.

“I know there are more than 2 months left until then, but the last day of October there’s going to be a Halloween party in a LA nightclub and I wanted to invite Mingi, but since you answered the phone, I’m telling it to you.”

San’s heart dropped when he heard the invitation was for Mingi only, but he tried to play it cool.

“Great, I’ll let him know,” he forced a smile, trying to also hide the disappointment in his voice.

“Actually,” Ara seemed to be thinking about something, because she stayed silent for a couple of seconds, before finishing her sentence. “You could come too. With the rest of your friends, I mean,” she hoped the fact she was blushing wouldn’t be evident in her voice, but it was her nervous chuckle that exposed her.

San was truly happy to hear her sounding shy and couldn’t help but think it was because of him. But at the same time he felt stupid for even having thoughts like that.

“I’m in South Korea right now, though.”

He realized his words sounded as if he was making an excuse; he didn’t want her to misunderstand and think he didn’t actually want to visit her, especially since he was beyond delighted that her invitation now included him, so he was quick to add another sentence to correct himself.

“But I would really like to go there!” he said excitedly, but immediately after he cleared his voice awkwardly since he realized he sounded way too enthusiastic to meet her. He just couldn’t stop overthinking everything but at the same time he kept saying the first thing that was on his mind, making this phone conversation a mess. “For the party, I mean, you know… I like parties, yeah.”

Ara couldn’t help but laugh at his antics.

“I know, because they serve alcohol at parties which is just your thing, right?” Ara giggled, teasing San for his strange relationship with alcohol.

“You’re making me sound like some type of an alcoholic,” San’s voice trailed off since he was very unhappy with Ara’s opinion of him.

“Well, aren’t you?” Ara raised her eyebrows, even though he couldn’t see her, as she was laughing by herself.

“It’s not that bad, I promise.”

“I guess we’ll see how it is on Halloween. By the way, you’re lucky I’ve just checked the flights before calling. See, the prices are significantly lower than the regular ones since there’s still a lot of time until October,” Ara explained excitedly. “If you buy the tickets now, it’s not that expensive.”

“Wow, you’re very well informed. You must really want to meet me, huh?” San couldn’t help but feel the smirk appearing on his lips.

“I guess you exposed me,” Ara burst out laughing and San followed her example.

He was so thankful that he could just talk to her like that, hearing her voice and laughing with her. It’s what his heart has longed for ever since he first met her and now his dream was finally coming true.

“What about the hotel? Where would we be staying?”

Ara seemed to think for a little while, but soon answered this question too.

“I still haven’t checked that, but I’m sure my friend Seonghwa could come up with something.”

“Seonghwa? Is he a guy? Who is he?” Before he could stop himself, San was already acting jealous and he felt guilty as soon as the words left his mouth.

He suddenly remembered Mingi’s words that Ara didn’t really have a lot of guy friends. But he was wondering who Seonghwa was and what his relationship with Ara was. Even though he realized he wasn’t her boyfriend and didn’t have the right to feel like that, he was too curious (and maybe a little more than slightly jealous).

“He’s my professor.”

“You’re friends with your professor?” San asked with disbelief.

“Yeah, he’s young and super cool, you’re definitely gonna like him.”

“I somehow doubt that, but if you say so…” San bit his lip before he could ask another ridiculous question which would make him look even more like the possessive, overly-protective boyfriend he wasn’t and he didn’t ever want to be.

He genuinely believed love was all about freedom and trust. He has never been the controlling type, but Ara made him feel so many new emotions he hasn’t ever felt before that, so he was understandably overwhelmed and started to act less and less like himself, which resulted in him feeling frustrated. Apparently the crush rush wasn’t only a good thing; it was just as dangerous and potentially problematic as well and San had to find that out the difficult way.

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San was often told that he was everything a girl wanted to date: handsome, funny and smart. That was until they got to know him better. Then he was told he was too much, too overwhelming, had too many emotions and was too chaotic. Thus his experience with dating was not as good as one would have thought. The problem: he has the biggest crush on a girl he met whilst studying abroad. But every time he messages his crush, he seems to mess things up further and further. With the help of his hyperactive friends he tries to win Ara's heart but before that, he has to convince her he doesn't actually hate her.

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[perpetualexistence]

Sea Monster AU: A Deal with an Eel

I'm so very proud of the name of this part. Rhyming gives me too much joy. As do memes.

Anyways, we're cooking with petrol now fellas. Once more I told myself I'd mostly copy and paste a paragraph I already have, and then I went ahead and elaborated on it. Whoops. On the plus side, if I do make this into a fic I'll have a lot of the heavy lifting cut out for me.

There's no scene with dialogue in this one, but boy howdy is there trauma. This is where it starts to get messy and gorey, so read at your own risk. I don't go into too much detail (saving that for the fic), but still. If you want to avoid the worst of it, you can stop reading where it says 'From there? A bloodbath.' and pick up again at 'Noah doesn't do so well for the first few days after that.'

TW: Gore mention, Alejandro being a manipulative ass, Cannibalism (Don't know if it really counts since it's a merfolk eating humans, but I'll just put that there just in case)

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Noah's in quite a bind since his former best friend is now threatening to murdering him for the sake of reputation. He's never been one for words that aren't sarcastic quips, and those are probably going to get him killed faster right now. Alejandro's always been the one who was better with words. Can't exactly ask him for advice right now.

From what he knows about Alejandro, Noah can piece together that the eel likes power over others and acclaim. And apparently eating people. Whatever he's going to offer, he's going to have to make himself useful for a long period of time. Noah doesn't want Alejandro to just decide it's no longer worth it to keep him alive.

He also know there's no way he can just let Alejandro do whatever he wants in Lake Wawanawkwa. For as much as he hates his hometown, he doesn't want any of the people in it to die. Not to mention having people 'mysteriously disappear' around his hometown would probably be bad for business and serve as the final nail in the coffin for the town.

It's just his luck that Alejandro found his way to Noah's hometown first. This seriously couldn't have happened to the Big City instead?! It's got plenty more people to lose. Definitely more who deserve it. Or literally any other town that surrounds Lake Wawanakwa. The lake's the size one of the Great Lakes. It borders the US and Canada so it's got plenty of manned cargo ships and dumb asshole tourists. Noah wouldn't be surprised if Alejandro chose it for that reason.

...

Noah might have just found two problems that solve each other.

It's cruel. He's surely going to have nightmares trying to live with himself. But it will quell Alejandro's appetite, preserve the few people Noah actually cares about, and buy him enough time to figure out how to take Alejandro down permanently.

Noah tells Alejandro that if he keeps Noah around, then he'll will help Alejandro hunt.

Noah can hack into shipping routes to find ships that are going to be isolated. Check for when news about 'mysterious disappearances' starts getting more public. Use social media to find out when any touristy assholes with their big yachts are coming to one of the nearby towns for a visit. Sure, Alejandro could settle for just the waters around his town first. They'd be easy pickings with no one taking notice until most of the town was gone. But if Alejandro really wants to make a name for himself? Start with mysterious disappearances of ships in deeper waters first, and then work your way up towards the bigger towns. More challenging prey, but much more of them. Besides, Alejandro loves a challenge, right?

Noah's sick to his stomach. Alejandro just blinks at the sheer cojones of this small human that he can feel is trying not to shake like a leaf. And he beams because this is going to be a marvelous partnership.

Alejandro's not happy that he'll be forced to let Noah go for this first meal so that Noah can actually find a good ship for him using his computer. He does remind Noah that until then, Alejandro won't really have a choice but to hunt on his own. And that his new size require quite an amount of energy to maintain. And if Noah tries to use this time to set up a trap? Well, even if Noah could find something that would hurt him, Alejandro would make certain that he's not the only one who loses.

Now, off Noah goes. Alejandro knows he's got a lot to think about now. Oh, and he does expect Noah to come back again tomorrow for their regularly scheduled reading time. Alejandro's simply enthralled by the relationship between Elizabeth and Mr.Darcy, and must know how it evolves!

Noah's thrown back at how Alejandro can just flip his mood around so fast. And Alejandro insists that the deal is just business. The friendship is for pleasure, and he sees no reason to stop it so long as they make sure business is always handled first. Leaving a very confused Noah to process what he's just done.

Cut to a short timeskip where Noah finds a decent sized ship he's willing to sacrifice to Alejandro. He tells Alejandro all the details, to which Alejandro thanks him. Noah's ready to turn tail and not face what he's just done when a large hand suddenly cuts off his path. Alejandro insists that Noah has to come with him. He needs to make sure Noah hasn't just created a trap for him. Besides, it'll be fun. He even got a small boat for Noah so that he can push Noah along to the hunt.

Noah wants to know where Alejandro got the boat. Alejandro wants to know if he really wants the answer to that question. Noah decides he probably doesn't need to know.

Noah knows that he has no choice, so he reluctantly gets on the boat when the time comes. Alejandro pushes the boat from under the water so that Noah can go faster that the boat could go on its own. He's so eager that he's letting out 'little' shocks in the surrounding water. So Noah's not going to be jumping out of that boat to flee even if he was stupid enough to try.

Once they're close enough to spot the ship, Alejandro leaves Noah close enough to see what's happening on the ship, but not close enough to put him in any danger. Alejandro swims under the water and Noah watches as electricity suddenly courses through the ship. Alejandro's just fried all the systems, making communications to other ships impossible.

From there? A bloodbath.

There's shouts of alarm from the crew at the electricity that just coursed through the ship. Quickly turned into fear when Alejandro emerges from the water. They beg for the sake of their families, pray to whatever god(s) they worship. Alejandro does not hold back. He grabs and squeezes sailors to death, dropping their bodies so he can move onto the next one. He tears them apart, bites them in half, swallows them whole, throws them into a wall to watch them splatter. He switches between kills as fast as he goes through sailors. It's almost wasteful if the point is to eat enough to be content for a while.

That's what clues Noah in to the fact that this isn't just a hunt. It's a performance for Noah's benefit. Because Alejandro is constantly looking back to make sure Noah's still watching (as if Noah could tear his eyes away from the sight). Alejandro's testing Noah's resolve. This isn't a test that he can afford to fail. He forces himself to keep watching.

When Alejandro is done feasting, he makes sure to sink the ship to hide the evidence of what he's done. He makes his way back to a Noah who absolutely fails to hide his fear this time around. It was one thing to stand up to Alejandro when what he said was just a threat. It's a much different story after seeing exactly what he's capable of.

Alejandro apologizes for pushing Noah so hard so fast. He promises that he'd never do the same to Noah so long as he keeps up his end of the deal. He reaches his finger close and gently uses a knuckle to brush aside some of Noah's wet hair. He gently nuzzles that knuckle against Noah's cheek, taking care not to get any blood on him. Alejandro promises Noah won't even have to find another meal for a week or two. He won't even need to come the next time around if he doesn't want to.

Noah's more than happy to take him up on that offer and just head home. To which Alejandro cleans himself of any unsightly gore, and takes Noah back.

Noah doesn't do so well for the first few days after that.

He's definitely avoiding the cove, and he's avoiding his family too. The biggest thing eating at him is the guilt that there's a very good chance the people Alejandro ate didn't actually have it coming. He just made assumptions based on who they worked for. Even if he never has to witness it again, he still knows innocents COULD be on board. This is all his fault and is the problem he made for himself. It's his responsibility to do something about this. So during his spiraling and attempting to find some way to salvage this, he comes up with a new idea.

Noah drags himself back to his spot. Alejandro's clearly been waiting for him and perks up when he spots him. Before Alejandro can say anything, Noah lays down some new terms. He's going to keep going to the hunts. BUT. He wants to be able to get on the ship before Alejandro starts slaughtering. He can use the boat to fake being a castaway or a stupid tourist who didn't put enough fuel in his boat. Anything to get whoever's on the ship to let Noah on without raising suspicion. Whether he's faking being hurt or being in trouble, he'll use that to try to determine the kind of people they are. If he manages to find someone who doesn't deserve to die, then Alejandro spares them.

Alejandro stops Noah right there. Because Alejandro likes Noah, but he can't just let Noah dictate exactly who does or doesn't get to die. No one gets to control Alejandro like that.

Noah points out that any survivors could just be used to spread stories around. If Alejandro plays his cards right, he could be viewed as a vigilante rather than a monster. It might lead to fewer people attacking him in retaliation.

Besides, Noah calls him out for doing the hunt like that for his benefit. He knows Alejandro likes an audience. So if he wants to keep Noah as a willing audience, and as anything even remotely resembling a friend, he'll agree to the new terms. Otherwise Noah will only come by to give him targets and that's it. All business, no pleasure.

Alejandro really doesn't like the fact that Noah's figured him out like this. That display should have completely cowed Noah into submission to any demands Alejandro makes in the future. Because he definitely had plans to consume more ships than Noah was for now 'allowing' to while still keeping his companionship. On the one hand, he admires Noah's intelligence. On the other hand, it means that getting Noah to do exactly what he wants is harder. Still, Alejandro agrees to these new terms. He'll get Noah completely under his thumb one way or another.

The deal has been struck. Now it's time for the routine to begin.

[ask-sibverse]

Could you do a T1D Reader if they met Swad first instead?

Well that's gonna be interesting. Mildly inspired by this song.

You really shouldn't let your friends talk you into things. After your universe found out about the multiverse (and the concepts of calling everything AUs, the various outcodes, and various other things), your world had changed a lot. You'd heard about visitors of various types from all over, and one of them, a flamboyant (and vaguely cult leader-y) "Guardian of Positivity" named Dream, had been staying in your town and was hosting a gala. And your wealthier friends had gotten tickets and insisted on dragging you along. Hey, at least it was free food and a free dress, although you were just borrowing the dress.

But it was... Irritating. There was something, maybe some kind of magic, that seemed to turn the party guests into complete idiots, in your opinion. Well, it was more that they were all sent into a hedonistic mania, but that wasn't much different. They acted drunk, and not just off the alcohol. It was a bit overwhelming, but you came in your friend's car and weren't sure you wanted to pay for the pricey taxi fare to get home all the way from out here. The manor Dream was using... Renting(?)... Gifted(?)... Whatever, it didn't matter but it was far too out of the way for taxis to be anything but expensive to use to get home.

So you slipped away, looking to at least sit at the edge of the party... Oh there was a balcony! Some fresh air would be great, and it would be less crowded out there.

You stepped outside, shivering a bit at the stark difference in temperature. It wasn't really cold outside, a bit cool but not bad. But inside was so hot, you hadn't noticed it before. There was barely anyone outside, a few couples making out but that was it. Oh dear and one of the couples just fell off the balcony. You looked over the edge. They... Seemed alright? They looked hurt, but they didn't seem upset at all, they just resumed making out in the bushes.

Not your monkeys, not your circus. You pulled out your phone, deciding to flip through social media while you waited your friends out.

"Strange..."

You looked up, startled out of your thoughts. The host of the party was staring you down, seeming almost to look into your SOUL. You curtseyed, hoping that was what you were supposed to do around Guardians. "What's strange?"

"You." He approached you, the air feeling warmer as he got closer. He looked into your eyes. "My magic seems to be having no effect on you whatsoever."

"What is it supposed to do?"

"It well... Enhances peoples positive emotions," Dream said. "After all, isn't it better to feel happy?"

You tried not to make a face at that, shrugging. "I have no idea why it's not affecting me." You were glad it didn't though, you hated that kind of mentality. "And I'd rather feel everything. It's not easier, but I like it better."

He laughed. "You remind me a bit of someone else I know."

"Does your magic not work on him as well?"

"It doesn't, but I'm pretty sure I know why for him. But you... You are mortal. It should work on you." He grinned. "I'd love to find out why it doesn't though. Why don't you come upstairs with me and we can talk?"

Something about that grin made you nervous, but you didn't have an easy way out. "Sure, why not?"

[iamthenerdqueen]

The Red String of Faith - Chapter XIII

Idol!AteezXOCs Soulmates!ot8AteezXOCs OCXOC Slight Social Media AU!

MDNI 18+ ONLY

slight twigger warnings:Polyamory, group of 10, two OC's -feel free to replace one OC with yourself if you'd like- , listen this is an idea me and my best friend had and is something for fun read at own risk, not edited as always, also we are starting to explore themes such as bxb and gxg if thats not for you, this story may not be for you.

Chapter VIII, Chapter IX. Chapter X, Chapter XI, Chapter XII, Next

*note play How To Save A Life while reading this chapter cause we're emotional*

Lyra’s phone ringing on the table with Lia’s name was the last thing she wanted to see during this dinner. Still, she knew she couldn’t just let it ring like that her anxiety wouldn’t let her. 

“Oh, I'm so sorry. Is it okay if I take this? It’s Lia,” Lyra felt bad for having to step away like this but all she could do was hope Yerim understood. 

“I swear to god, Lia, if you're about to ask me to bring you home something to eat the answer is no.” Okay, so Lyra wasn’t over the spat they had earlier. Everything is fine, it’s fine. 

“Lyra,” the sound of Lia’s voice over the phone sent chills down Lyra’s spine. It was quiet and horse, something was obviously wrong on the other end of the phone. “Ly, I think something is wrong. I’m bleeding and my head hurts so bad I can barely see.”

“Okay, I’m on my way back to the apartment right now, stay on the line let me get out of this restaurant real quick, Okay?” The cold rush of panic hit Lyra’s blood system as she rushed back over to the table. Something in the back of her mind told her it was rude to leave like this but her only concern was getting home. Lia wasn’t the type to admit when something was wrong unless she thought it was a life-or-death situation. 

That thought shook Lyra to the core. 

“I’m so sorry Yerim, I’m going to have to go. Lia is feeling really bad and I need to go be with her. Tonight is my treat though, so I went ahead and paid. I'm so sorry I have to rush like this.”  Lyra barely heard Yerim’s response and goodbye before she was back out the door and back on the phone with Lia. 

“Lia, are you still there?” Lyra was trying to not let her own panic bleed over the phone, she knew the best way to keep Lia calm was to be calm herself. 

“I’m here,” she sounded even worse than just a few minutes ago, Lyra had half a mind to run the few blocks from the restaurant to their apartment but the street was too busy for her to avoid running into anyone. 

“Just stay on the line with me okay, tell me about the last thing you saw on twitter? Was it anything interesting?” The first thing that came to Lyra was to keep her talking about literally anything and Twitter was easy. 

“I can’t remember, I think something about the airport or someone at the airport. It was funny I think, I don’t know,” Lia could hardly keep her eyes open on the other side of the phone, she had never felt so weak in her life. Her period had come early as well which only made her feel worse. She hated it when she was spotting. 

Lia could hear Lyra saying something on the other end of the phone but she was too hazy to answer at this point and the haze of her eyesight had worsened. She just wanted to sleep in her spot in the bathroom, a nap really sounded great. 

But then there was the annoying sound of the door once again, keeping her from taking her nap just like it had early in the day. 

“Lia. Lia!” Lyra was knocking on the other side of the bathroom door, but she couldn’t get in. Lia had locked the door when she walked into the bathroom. 

“Lia,” there was Lyra's voice again, she could hear her, “Lia, I need you to get up and open the door. The paramedics are on their way, but you gotta open the door so we can help you,” Lia didn’t remember making it to the door, she didn’t remember much until they made it to the hospital really. 

Everything moved fast from that point, the paramedic was there and in a matter of minutes, Lia was on a stretcher heading for the back of an ambulance. If Lyra thought that the initial phone call from Lia was the worst part of the night, she was dead wrong. It was the silence she was met in the back of the taxi as she rushed toward the hospital. 

Hongjoong didn’t answer his phone. 

Wooyoung’s phone went straight to voicemail. 

Yunho, Seonghwa, Jongho, Mingi, Yeosang, San. Not one of them answered their phone.

They were still at practice and would be until late into the night, it was no different than any other night as far as they knew. So the only person Lyra knew could get to them was Hajoon. 

“Lyra? Are you locked out of the building again?” No one expects the phone call, you know the one. 

“Hajoon, we’re on our way to the hospital and I can’t get the boys to answer my calls,” Lyra was crying on the other end of the phone

“We who? Are you hurt?” He was so confused as to who was hurt, and why they were going into the hospital at almost 10 at night. 

“No, not me. Not me. Lia, I'm following behind the ambulance now,” She was speaking almost too fast for Hajoon to follow, her Korean had gotten sloppy because of how upset she was. 

“Tell me what happened,” over the next few minutes he just sat there listening to exactly what had happened from the moment that Lyra had gotten the call from Lia while out at dinner to where they were now on their way to the hospital. He kept her on the phone as long as he could, part of it was to try and make her calm down also so that he could get as much information about the situation as possible. He was only responsible for Ateez, his job ended and began with their well-being. These two girls weren’t his job, he didn’t have to care about them. But he did, he cared about them just as much as he cared for the boys one room over. Now it was both his job, literally and because he cared for those girls, to tell those eight boys that their soulmate was in the hospital. 

“Why is it always you,huh? Can’t the universe decide to choose someone else to pick on for once,” Lyra was playing with Lia’s fingers, sitting next to her in a hospital room. It was an eerily familiar scene for the pair, but this time they were on the other side of the world and couldn’t call their moms to tell them everything would be okay. 

Lia hadn’t really woken up since they left the house, there were a few moments when she would wake up before going back to sleep. The nurses had been in and out, but the doctor hadn’t been in to see them yet. The room was rather quiet besides the general buzz of a hospital room.

“Lia? Lyra?” Two people stepped into the small hospital room with black face masks covering the lower halves of their faces. Lyra could recognize her soulmates immediately, Jongho walked into the room first followed by Hongjoong. 

Lyra stood as they entered the room and pulled each one of them into a tight hug, despite the brave front they were putting on she could feel their hands shaking and how they held her close. All of them were hiding how scared they really were, maybe if they acted this way the situation would right itself. 

“Where’s my hug?” The three of them turned to see Lia sitting up in her hospital bed as best she could while trying to avoid getting wrapped up in the different cords attached to her. 

Each of them went next to the bed, Hongjoong grabbed her hand and gently stroked the back of her hand. 

“Hey,” Jongho said from the other side of her, Lia couldn’t really read his expression because of his mask but she hoped that there was a small smile on his face. 

“Hey,” Lia was moving around some more and really didn’t want to be tied down to the bed anymore. She didn’t really know what happened but it was easy enough for her to put two and two together. She was in the hospital plain and simple. 

Lyra hadn’t said anything, she just stepped out of the room really quickly. Lia couldn’t blame her, she didn’t remember much after getting up to use the bathroom but she did remember how harsh she had been the last time she spoke to Lyra at the house.  

“How are you feeling?” Hongjoong asked, trying to figure out what was wrong with her, it all seemed to come out of nowhere. 

“Bad, like someone beat me over the head with a baseball bat plus my period start and that’s always trash,” She was trying to make the situation a little more lighthearted but it was obvious that the boys were not ready yet to give into her humor. 

“Why didn’t you say anything, I thought we talked about this. I though-” Hongjoong got a little choked up on his words, frustrated and worried about the person who seemed so fragile before him. 

“I just thought it was a migraine, that it would just ease up. I’ve had migraines like this before,” It was the honest truth, she had migraines that had lasted for months as a teenager and there was nothing that could really be done except to take an advil. 

Before they could continue their conversation, Lyra came back into the room with a nurse behind her and the small room became even smaller with all the people there. After the hospital staff was alerted that Lia had woken up it was a furry of people in and out. Redoing tests and administering new tests to try to figure out why she had ended up here. They wouldn’t tell anyone anything specific just that they were trying to get answers before they saw anything definitive. 

The other boys were just as anxious to be there, but the hospital had a cap on how many people could be in the room at once, so those who were there right now would trade-off in the morning. Jongho was sure that Hongjoong and Lyra had fallen asleep in their chairs somewhere around 1 a.m. The room had become less busy and Lia had gone back to sleep after they had given her some medication to help ease any pain she was in. 

He couldn’t hold it anymore as he let the tears spill over while trying not to wake anyone with his crying. He didn’t show his emotions as much as the others, but it didn’t mean he cared any less. He felt so helpless just watching from the sidelines like this, as one of the most important people in his life was suffering. 

“Please be okay. Please. Please. Please,” Jongho whispered the words like a prayer of sorts, hoping that something out there would listen to him. Maybe it wasn’t that serious but sitting in a hospital room it always felt like the world didn’t continue outside. Like everything revolved around the happenings of this awful place. 

“I’ll be just fine, you know,” Jongho’s head popped up to see Lia smiling at him. He quickly tried to wipe the tears from his eyes and hide the evidence that he was upset. 

“How do you know that, we’re sitting in a hospital and. And-” The tears were back, heavier this time and he had to bring his fist to his mouth so as to not make any sound. 

“I just do. Maybe it’s because I know that I don’t have to do this alone. That Lyra doesn’t have to sit on the other side of the bed alone this time.” Lia was holding his hand, and without second thought Jongho placed his head on her bed next to where their hands were intertwined together, every so often he would bring their hands to his lips. The two of them ended up falling asleep like that. 

Soon enough the morning came, the nurses filtered back in and the doctor would make his rounds around 9 am. 

“Okay, Seonghwa and Mingi will be here in a little while. Wooyoung will come around noon after his schedule is over.” Lyra looked up from her spot near the bed and nodded before getting up to give them both a hug and kiss.

“I’ll keep you all updated, I promise.” Lyra said as they moved around the room to say goodbye to Lia as well who was dosing in and out of sleep. 

Not long after the boys left, the doctor finally made his rounds and had some news. 

“Our tests have told us a couple things, firstly you were dealing with some lasting side effects of having soul sickness with major separation. While you were being treated, you did not finish the last of the medication, correct?” The doctor paused to get some sort of confirmation from Lia who sheepishly nodded her head confirming that she did not finish the bottle of medication she had from her last time in the hospital. 

“That is why you have been feeling so fatigued and the constant migraine, so we will give you another round of medication. You must be sure to finish them this time and I promise there will be no complications if that's what you’re worried about,” Lia was following the doctor until his last little point. What type of complications was this doctor talking about, and why would that be a concern. 

“I’m sorry, complications?” Lia asked the doctor rather pointedly, making it quite clear that she didn’t understand what he was referencing. 

“Well, complications with the pregnancy. You don’t have to worry about the spotting, it happens sometimes during this stage of pregnancy, but overall the blood tests have told us it’s healthy thus far. We will give you some information to set up an appointment with an OB.” The doctor kept talking but Lia had tuned out his words. She hadn’t missed any of her pills, except for the night before. 

“I’m pregnant.” Lia cut off the doctor, If Lyra wasn’t just as surprised at the news she would have laughed at the look on Lia’s face. 

“Shut up, I’m not pregnant. Don’t joke about things like that,” Lia was sure this was some sort of joke that someone was playing. She’d laugh about it later, but for now, it wasn’t very funny.

“No, you’re pregnant. I’m sorry if you didn’t know, but I wouldn’t dare lie about this.” The doctor was taken back by the tone coming from Lia. 

“Nope, not me. I refuse, I would like a refund.” Lia was adamant this was a joke or a mistake or something other than what she was hearing. 

“I can show you the blood test results, or we can try and do an ultrasound. I’d say you’re just about six weeks along, so the baby should be visible. Perhaps we may even be able to see the heartbeat,” The doctor offered as a solution to which Lia readily agreed and then they would see that there was a mistake, she wasn’t pregnant. 

“Oh dude, I hope there has been some sort of major mistake. We can barely take care of ourselves let alone a kid,” Lyra said while grabbing Lia’s hand, her words weren’t very calming but they did make Lia laugh so that was a plus. 

It would be an interesting conversation later when the boys made it home, Wooyoung was going to have a field day with this.

A/N: you know I keep say that I wont be updating for a while. I keep updating anyway. But here ya go, and trust me when I say next chapter wil have all 8 boys and their... reactions to the news. ;)

[heavencasteel420]

Maddie - Yay, great! 👏🏼

Here are the questions! Looking forward to reading your responses… 😊

I mostly have ideas for multi-chapter fics, especially when it comes to Jancy, but I think I like writing one-shots more.

I usually do a very rough outline before starting a chapter (a list of scenes/plot points/goals) but revise it a lot as I go (like deciding to combine two scenes or insert a new one).

Usually I have a couple of vague ideas about plot points and vibes first. For example, with Drive All Night, it occured to me that the S1 Jancy scene where they practice shooting in the woods had Bonnie and Clyde vibes, and then I saw the 1932 movie Wild Boys of the Road and liked how it escalated from "teen comedy set during Depression" to "bleak chaotic Depression Era social drama with really satisfying violence." I let those ideas percolate a little and maybe ramble about them on Tumblr or to my IRL friend who's never watched Stranger Things. Then I write a first chapter to see if it has legs. If I'm having fun and feel intrigued about what's going to happen next, I continue. With one-shots, I usually have a specific idea I want to convey, so I think more about the overall arc I want and how each scene pushes towards that.

I get a lot of ideas from watching other media and deciding that I want to put characters in that kind of situation. I have a Jancy-Byler idea (pretty low on things that I'd actually write) where Jonathan, Will, and El are siblings who have powers (mind-reading, being a medium, and telekinesis, respectively) during the 1930s and work for carnivals before deciding to run a con on the town of Hawkins (particularly the Wheeler and Harrington families, about to unite through the marriage of Nancy and Steve). This came about because I love the movie The Brothers Bloom and had recently watched the remake of Nightmare Alley. Sometimes fandom discourse provides inspiration. For Tonight, Tonight, for example, I got annoyed with people not understanding why Jonathan initially thinks Joyce is losing her mind re: the lights and so decided to write an AU where his worst fears come to pass; exploring the consequences for Nancy kind of followed from that.

I've participated in a lot of writing workshops and really appreciate constructive criticism in the right context, but on a fanfic I've already posted, from someone whose tastes/goals may be very different from my own, is not that context. People are entitled to their opinions, but at that point I'm probably not going to change anything.

I don't have my work beta'd.

I have two dual POV WIPs going right now (Tonight, Tonight and my not-yet-posted Robin-and-Jonathan friendship fic) and two fics (Drive All Night and Ugly as Sin) with a single POV. It depends partly on who's the main character (Ugly as Sin is way more about Chrissy than Eddie or anyone else), who's going through the more dramatic changes (Nancy in Drive All Night), and how much information I want to convey.

I like the middle of a story, because that's when everything gets complicated. Endings are the hardest to write.

Yes, I comment, but not as much as I would like to!

“Look, I get it,” she said, blinking rapidly. “Robin’s the pretty one. But she’s also really immature and flaky, and she’s never going to go out with you.” [Spoken to Jonathan by one of Robin's friends; he knows she's a lesbian and does not in fact want to go out with her, but he's like "hey" on her behalf.]

Off the top of my head: already wise, already worn by throttlegainwell; How Do We Get to There from Here? by nyctanthes; and where the hours bend by fakelight.

I don't need a ton of feedback, but just one person saying that they like or want to see more of something makes all the difference.

Don't get too attached to your vision of how a scene/chapter should go if it's not working in the moment. Also, if I want to do something weird or risky or gross, it's probably actually a good idea.

Sometimes emotional scenes come really easy, but other times I have to sit down and outline everything the characters might be feeling so I can decide how much to reveal/describe. There's always a decision to be made how direct to be about a character's feelings; there's a time to convey it really subtly through how the character perceives their environment and their body language and all, but there's also a time to go "he felt like shit." And I do feel what the characters feel, quite often! I cried a lot writing Tonight, Tonight, let me tell you. I also draw from personal experience a lot, although it's not always super-direct.

There's so much pressure in writing smut scenes! I generally don't try to make them "sexy" so much as I try to convey what the characters are feeling (i.e., that they like looking at each other and enjoy what they're doing). How graphic I get usually depends on the character's attitude and the pacing of the story. I value sexual frankness in writing in general, though.

Three active WIPs (two posted) and twenty other ideas, roughly. My two big ideas are (a) a slice-of-life No Upside Down AU centered on Nancy, Jonathan, Mike, and Will and (b) a film noir homage with some Gone Girl stuff going on.

I leave it for a little while. Then I go back and try to figure out where I stopped getting interested, or I skip to the "good part."

I usually come up with a title towards the beginning of the writing process and then change it a million times. Mostly I get titles from song lyrics.

Looking at "additional tags" only, "Child Abuse" and "Minor Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler" are in the lead. Jonathan and Chrissy are both going through it usually, and I do like writing Steve and Nancy as a temporary romance.

For some reason, "Jonathan buys a used car from Lonnie" is a scenario that comes up a lot? I like writing about food, clothes, and money. I like putting in random stuff that isn't really part of the current pop culture vision of the 1980s, like holdovers from the 1970s or how much awful TV everyone was watching.

Probably! I used to write stories with my best friend when we were in middle school (mostly original stuff) and that was always really fun.

I probably wouldn’t write a crossover with a work that’s already shown up a lot in the fandom (like It, The Black Phone, or Scream).

If you cut a passage from a story, save it in a separate document because it could be useful later.

So many people insist that “cum,” not “come,” should be used as a verb for orgasming, but that’s not true unless you’re going for the sleaziest vibe possible (no judgment).

I've been happy with the response on all my fics, but Tonight, Tonight, the Highway's Bright has a special place in my heart because it's so weird and sad.

Drive All Night, due to all the murders and crimes.

My favorite part is when you get a really good but unexpected idea, either out of the blue or after mulling things over for a while. My least favorite part is getting stuck on a scene because you can't figure out how to say that a character got up from a chair or something really silly like that.

250-500 hundred words, probably.

I'm a slow writer but I edit pretty fast. I check for typos and I take out unnecessarily wordy bits.

I share bits of rough drafts but not the whole thing.

[rockyroadkylers]

Weekend WIP game

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more).

Thank you @happiness-of-the-pursuit for tagging me! (technically you tagged my main, @mainstreamelectricalparade, but this is my RWRB blog, so I'm responding here, LOL)

1. WIP List:

(bolding stuff I'm actively working on, since now that I've finished my current project, most of these are still in the very early stages 😂)

It's Nice to Have a Friend sequel (canon-divergent childhood friends-to-lovers AU)

INTHAF tabloid/social media companion fic

Actor AU enemies-to-friends-to-lovers (child actor Alex, non-actor Henry, technically)

the Bond AU (actually also an actor AU where Henry has the opportunity to follow in his father's footsteps and be the next generation's James Bond... but so does Alex 👀)

Tangled AU (Henry is Rapunzel, Alex is Flynn, you can guess where that's going)

I technically have other WIPs, but they're from a different fandom and thinking about them doesn't really spark joy right now, so I'm not going to include them here 😅

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

Um... I think the child actor Alex outline is currently longer than any of the others, and I have the opening scene written for it, so I'll say that one 😂

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

Ooh... at this stage, it's so hard to tell! It could honestly be any of them, I haven't even started working on some of them properly, yet, so I have no idea if they'll be oneshots or fully-fledged longfics. Currently, my best guess would be the sequel for the childhood friends AU, but... that could change.

4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

I wouldn't say I have a favorite, yet... I've done the most outlining for the child actor Alex AU, just because we had a full-on conversation about it in the server, so a lot of the hard work was done for me 😂 I'm joking, obviously, I still have a lot of work to do, but the server gave me some great ideas, so I'm very excited about that fic. A close second is the childhood friends sequel, though, because that AU is my baby <3

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

Hmm... A little nervous about the Tangled AU, maybe? I'm not sure why, I just find fics based on movies to be difficult, because I want to stay true to the story, but also make put my own spin on it and make it just different enough that it's not, like, an exact replica. I also have to find ways to work around the scenes with singing and dancing in them 😂 but that will be the easy part, tbh.

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

Maybe the childhood friends AU tabloid/social media fic? I've never really done anything like it before. I have to come up with a whole bunch of headlines, write excerpts of news articles, make social media posts, and tie them all together neatly in a cohesive timeline that ties into the original fic. I've maybe bitten off more than I can chew, but there's no pressure to get anything posted before I'm ready! I think people are more excited for the sequel, anyway 🤭

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

Umm... I might not get a full-on beta, but the sequel for the childhood friends AU isn't just going to be about Alex and Henry's budding romantic relationship, it's also going to be continuing to deal with topics such as the aftermath of Arthur's death, Bea's experience with rehab, Henry starting therapy, and so on, so I'll probably ask some friends from the server to check some stuff over if there's anything I'm not sure about.

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

Technically, no, because I've barely gotten started on any of them 😂

9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?

None of my WIPs have OCs, yet (though I imagine that will change once I really get into the actual writing), but my fully-posted fic, It's Nice to Have a Friend, has two: Robert, Catherine's equerry, and Judy, the head cook at Kensington Palace. I love them both, tbh, a mother could never choose a favorite child 😊

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

lmao, I don't write sexy stuff 😂 The sexiest thing I've ever written is a brief moment in the epilogue of It's Nice to Have a Friend, where I blink-and-you-miss-it implied that Alex and Henry had sex after getting engaged 😂

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

That's probably gonna be the sequel 😅 I'm gonna make it as fluffy as I can, but it's gonna be an immediate continuation following chapter 10 of It's Nice to Have a Friend, which means long distance. Plus, like I said in question 7, Henry's still got his grief and Bea's recovery to work through, so it's not going to be the smoothest ride.

12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?

There's no way not to make this sound like a humble brag but I've gotten a lot of comments on It's Nice to Have a Friend that have told me my characterizations are really good, so assuming I'm consistent in the sequel, that will probably remain true there, as well. Although, the two enemies to lovers AUs I have... I don't have any interactions between the boys written down for either of those fics, yet, but that's pretty on-brand for them 😂

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

Uhhh... not entirely sure what this means 😅 Like, overall universe setting, or like a specific scene? I think either way I'm gonna have to go with the childhood friends AU, because I'm just completely in love with it. I can't help it, that AU is my baby 😂 Although I am getting super into the child actor Alex AU, as well!!!

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

DEFINITELY the childhood friends AU! I spent five weeks writing the original fic, and I've been thinking about a sequel for at least two. I only started actually outlining it after I finished writing the first one, but there's no way I can say I've worked harder on anything else, even though the original fic and the sequel are technically two separate fics.

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

The sequel 😂 I can't help it, It's Nice to Have a Friend is the fic that made me fall back in love with writing, and I'm positive that the sequel will continue that legacy. Although I'm feeling really good about the way the child actor Alex AU is turning out, as well!

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

Uh... maybe? Except, I couldn't really tell if it was just a vague, generic Alex and Henry dream, or if I was actually dreaming about them in the childhood friends 'verse.....

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?

Well, yeah, I mean, before I started writing for RWRB, I was almost exclusively a platonic fluff writer in the Iron Dad fandom (just check my Ao3 page 😂), so almost everything more complex than a toddler with an ear infection adds a new challenge for me, but I'm loving it, so far.

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?

Uh... I'll get back to you on that when I actually have stuff written for any of them 😂 the Tangled AU will probably be pretty funny, though.

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

Yeah! The child actor Alex AU will actually have a lot of Arthur's POV, because in that fic he kind of takes Alex under his wing, both as an acting mentor and as a sort of father figure when Alex needs someone to turn to in the wake of his parents' divorce, so you'll get to see a lot of Arthur's thoughts and feelings as Alex and Henry get to know each other.

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs.

Um... one of the boys is gonna be a Bond Girl, and I'm not telling you which one.

A tag per WIP - I'm still relatively new to this fandom, so I don't know a ton of people's URLs yet, but I'll do my best!

@affectionatelyrs, @inexplicablymine, @read-and-write-, and um... I genuinely don't know anyone's URLs, so I'll just leave it open 😂 if you see this somehow and you're like, "hey, Ky, why didn't you tag ME?" I tagged you in my heart, I just don't know where to find you 😭

[btsrunmylife]

Invisible String, 12: That Kind of Show

summary: Sometimes the hardest thing in life is letting yourself be seen.

pairing: yoongi x f!reader

rating: explicit 🔞

genre: social media au, angst, fluff, romance

chapter word count: 2.7k

chapter warnings: EXPLICIT CONTENT AHEAD. Minors DNI. Chapter includes swearing, mentions of a threesome, semi-public sex, cunnilingus, and vaginal fingering.

permanent tag list (open):  @yoongiofmine​​​​ @xianav​​​​ @lilacdreams-00​​​ @emmmui​​​​ @vantxx95​​​​ @cursedblood707​​​​ @hqtetsurou​​​​​ @geauxlsu79 @lyra0cassiopeia @halesandy​​​​​ @lunaoceanchild @annoyingtimemachinee​​​​​ @babycoffeefire​​​​​ @darlinggod-sweetvillain​​​​​ @yu-justme​​​​​ @rageyoudamnednerd​​​​​ @bubblytaetae​​​​​ @aurel1ia @valhallawhispers​​​​​ @somelazysundays​​​​​ @cuteipat​​​​​ @dahliasbouqet​​​​​ @funkylittlebisexuall​​​​​ @wrmnssoul​​​​​ @saweetspoiled​ @infatuatedghost​​​​ @black-rose-29​

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You’ve been thinking about what you’d be like high (and, admittedly, what it’d be like to have a threesome with Hwasa and Yoongi) ever since your conversation with him a few days ago. Your first experience with weed hadn’t gone so great. You hadn’t really felt any noticeable differences. Your guard lowering around Yoongi could easily be attributed to just how easy it is to get along with him. How easy it is to trust him.

 Trust has always been a funny thing for you. As someone that exists on the outskirts of social circles, you’ve never really been close with a lot of people. You like it that way, it’s harder to get hurt. It’s easier to just exist and not worry so much. The more people you’re close to, the more people you have to worry about judging you. It’s hard enough convincing yourself to have a high opinion of you, let alone other people.

 Then again, maybe you’re giving people too much credit. Even if you were close, maybe none of them would be thinking of you at all.

 Maybe your problems actually lie in the fact you feel you have to prove your worth to others.

 You purse your lips and kick at the autumn leaves covering the sidewalk on your way to the communications buildings. The air is getting a bit crisper, heading into mid-November, and you find the drastic temperature differences from day to day to be a bit unbearable. Your body can’t seem to adjust to the cooler season after such a hot and humid summer, leading you to break out your winter clothes a bit earlier than normal.

 People may look at you a bit oddly as you tug your puffer jacket a bit tighter to your frame (meanwhile, many girls around campus are still wearing sweaters paired with shorts), but at least you’re warm.

You’re not at all surprised by the fact Yoongi is one of those people who looks at you in amusement.

 “Cold, Ghost?” he teases as you approach the door to the studio.

You tilt your head. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at practice?”

He shrugs. “We had practice this morning. I should be at the gym, but…I figured I’d come by and see if you want some company during your show instead.”

 You eye him suspiciously. “Keep me…company? It might be kind of boring…I spend a lot of the time on-air and when I’m not, I work on school work…”

 A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth. “Worried I might distract you?”

 Well, you hadn’t been.

 “No! Just…worried you’ll get bored.”

 His eyes flicker with amusement. “Don’t worry about me.” His eyes travel over you. “I’m sure I can figure out ways to keep myself entertained.”

 You hedge, not so sure you like his tone. If you weren’t worried about him distracting you before, you definitely are now.

 You glance down at your watch with a small sigh. You only have ten minutes to set up and organize your notes for the night. You shoot him a pointed look. “You have to promise not to mess up my show. This is really important to me.”

 He holds up three fingers. “Scout’s honor, boss.”

 You narrow your eyes, ignoring how obvious his lie is, and moving to unlock the door. “Were you even a boy scout?”

 He shrugs, following you inside. “Kind of.”

 You roll your eyes and motion around. “Take a seat anywhere except in front of the microphone.”

 He shoots you a look like the clarification wasn’t necessary, but you just shrug and start getting things ready. You know him well enough by now to watch what you say. You can imagine saying “take a seat anywhere” and him plopping down in your seat, twirling it around to look at you with that tilted smirk of his.

 “You sure you don’t want me in front of the mic?” he questions, taking a seat in the chair beside it instead. He turns his chair to face you, lifting an eyebrow. “I’ve heard nothing but nice things about my voice.”

 You snort, thinking back to the phone call you’d shared, clicking your tongue while you take a seat. “Unfortunately for you, it’s not that kind of show.”

 He hums, gripping the edge of his seat and rolling it closer to you. “Oh? And what kind of show is that, Ghost?”

 There’s a certain glint in his eye, the kind that lets you know he’s up to no good, and you huff, using your foot to push him away.

 “Behave,” you huff and try to focus on getting your notes ready. At this rate, you’re going to start the show late. You’ve never been late.

 “Aye aye, captain,” he smirks, gripping your foot just as you’re about to pull it away. At your exasperated glare, he laughs, giving your ankle a brief squeeze. “You seem stressed, Ghost. I could always help you with that.”

 “Yoongi,” you grit out, annoyed by your traitorous heart as it stumbles in your chest. You glare at his fingers as they work their way up your ankle.

 “Hm?” he questions, lifting his gaze. He raises his eyebrows in surprise. “I was talking about a foot massage.”

 You snort and shake off his hand, quickly turning back to the soundboard. “Sure you were.”

 He grumbles, but keeps his hands to himself as he watches you fiddle around and get things ready. He’s fascinated by all of it. He’s always wondered what it’s like to be on this side of things, but he’s never had enough dedication to learn. With basketball taking up so much of his time, a hell of a lot more now that he plays on the collegiate level, he doesn’t have much time for hobbies. Blowing off the gym tonight will come back to bite him in the ass later, but he’ll deal with that when it comes. For now, he’ll focus on the girl that’s been taking up more and more of his free time recently.

 The girl who looks like such a natural sitting behind the mic, headphones sitting snugly over her ears.

 He taps you on the shoulder just as you’re about to go live and you furrow your brows, pulling a headphone away from your ear. “Why do you wear those when there’s no one else here to listen?”

 “My headphones?” you clarify. When he nods, you point to the microphone. “The sound system is set up to play what’s being broadcast for me. Without these, it would play over a speaker, which would be picked up by the microphone and cause feedback.”

 “So, you hear yourself in those things?”

 You nod. “Yes, and whatever else the audience is hearing. It’s good for me to be able to monitor things from the audience’s standpoint, especially since it’s just me here in the studio. That way, if there are any issues, I can adjust the sound or fix the issue when needed.”

 He hums, narrowing his eyes. “The microphone picks up everything?”

 You stare at him, trying to figure out why that question makes you so uneasy. “Yes…”

 “So, in other words, I should be very quiet when you’re on the air?” he clarifies with a lifted brow.

 Your lips thin. “Please.” When he doesn’t speak, you glance between him and the microphone. “Anymore questions before I start?”

 He waves you off. “I have plenty more questions, but nothing I need to know right now.”

 You hesitate, but when you’re met with silence and his thin-lipped smile, you nod and finally go live.

 ~*~*~

 Yoongi is bored.

 Don’t get him wrong, he finds what you say fascinating. He’s listened to your show countless times before, sometimes while working on homework and sometimes while at the gym.

 But that’s just it…he always has something else to occupy his time when he starts zoning out.

 Technically, he could be working on the homework that he pulled out just a few minutes into your show. He could be using this time to get some studying done, like you do during the commercial or music breaks.

 That couldn’t be the furthest thing from his mind though.

 Oh, he puts on a good front whenever you side-eye him or shoot him a glare, but what’s really keeping him entertained is seeing just how riled he can get you while on the air.

 He knows he’s in for a good slap or two once you’re finished, but he really can’t help himself.

 And, so far, you haven’t actually told him to stop.

 He would. He’s not an asshole.

 But you haven’t and that just makes him want to do it even more.

 So, he tries his luck.

 It starts off mostly innocent, just a hand to your thigh as he feigns studying and you rattle on about some haunting in Vegas. All of these ghost stories are promotional bullshit if you ask him, but he would never say so.

 From that, he moves on to squeezing and stroking your thigh, trying to act like it’s subconscious as he reads the same sentence in his textbook, watching you squirm out of the corner of his eye.

 Then he gets a smidge more daring, pulling your chair a little closer and nudging your hair out of the way to squeeze your shoulder. You jerk mid-sentence, shooting a curious look his way before trying to get back into the story he’d interrupted. He smirks, watching carefully as you swallow when he digs his fingers in a little deeper.

 You release a sharp breath, then clear your throat. But, still, you don’t push him away.

 So, maybe you really should have seen it coming when he starts to kiss your neck. Just light brushes of his lips at first, starting at your shoulder and traveling up the gentle curve, muckling on just below your ear, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin.

 You can’t help but yelp at a particularly painful bite, hands shooting to wrap around the armrests of your chair. “S-sorry, everyone! I s-stubbed my toe! I th-think you’ll like this next song. Hopefully it brings back a few memories for you.”

 When you switch to a music break and slam your headphones down, Yoongi has the audacity to chuckle, moving a hand to massage circles into your inner thigh.

 “Yoongi, what the fuck?” you breathe, shivering when he pulls off your neck.

 “Shhh,” he hushes.

 You’re shocked when you realize he’s dropping down to his knees, your own knees instinctively parting for him as he moves beneath the desk. “What the fuck are you doing?”

 He smirks, hands to either knee. “How long is your break?” 

 You glance at the song playing. “Only a couple more minutes.” 

 His smirk turns smug. “I better be quick then.” 

 “Oh fuck,” you sigh, tilting your head back to stare at the ceiling as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of your leggings. He tugs and you obediently lift your hips to let him pull your bottoms and your panties down, leaving you bare for him. You can’t believe you’re going along with this, but when his fingers begin to tease your clit, you don’t find it so surprising anymore.

 “Holy fuck,” you squeak, hand immediately moving to his hair as his fingers start to move. His touches are teasing, gentle, and it reminds you of the way he’d had you touch yourself over the phone. His fingers feel infinitely better than your own though, especially when they start to pick up the pace, dip down to tease your folds, and spread some of your slick up to your clit.

 “God, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how wet you get for me,” he growls, pressing an appraising kiss to your clit. You cry out and arch your back at the contact. He chuckles. “Here you were, saying that this isn’t that kind of show and all this time, you were thinking about me bending you over that desk and fucking you for all of them to hear, weren’t you?”

 You whimper, but otherwise don’t answer him. He doesn’t need to know whether he’s right or not. He doesn’t need you to answer anyway, the evidence of how badly you want him is dripping onto the studio chair.

 You wince. The custodian is going to hate you for making this room smell like sex.

 “Would you like that, baby? To let everyone hear how good I’d fuck you? To hear what a gorgeous slut you are for me?”

 “Yoongi!” you cry out when he pinches your clit, your walls fluttering around nothing. You yearn for something – anything – to fill you. To fuck you nice and rough until you’re a begging, quivering mess. God, you want it.

 “How much time, Ghost?” he asks suddenly, fingers slowing to a torturously slow rhythm over your clit. You were so close and you can’t help but feel a little petulant as your orgasm fades away from you.

 You open your eyes, breathing heavier, and look at the timer. Thirty seconds.

 “Fuck!” you cry, burying your hand in his hair when his tongue teases your folds just as the song fades.

 You meet each other’s wide-eyed stare, his eyes narrowing and lips tilting, finger coming up in front of his lips in a “quiet” gesture. You stare at him with wide eyes as he goes back between your legs, eyes never once leaving yours. You bite your lip, hands moving to the arms of your chair, and eyes fluttering. You’re supposed to be speaking by now and the “on-air” sign is blinking at you. Your audience is listening to dead-air until you turn on your mic, but you don’t think you’re in any state to finish the show.

 Yoongi hums and squeezes your thighs, nodding toward the mic with a challenging flick of his eyebrow. You pause, gather yourself, and scoot forward, letting out a squeak of surprise when his tongue plunges inside you. Your hand shoots out to the back of his head and you hang on for dear life as you shuffle papers with your free hand, trying desperately to focus on the words in front of you as he works you up into a mess. You turn on the mic and start speaking, but you’re entirely too aware of how breathy you sound, your voice strained even to your own ears.

 You whimper when he slips in a finger, muttering something about needing a moment and switching to another music break. You grind your heels into the floor as the song plays and hold onto the back of his head as you grind against Yoongi’s face, his fingers slipping free to latch onto your thighs. You can tell he’s loving every minute of it, humming and grunting and slurping, not once pulling away from your cunt. Not until you’re cumming on his face…and even then, he continues to slurp you through it.

 “Fuck, you’re good at that,” you breathe once you’ve caught your breath.

 He pulls away with a satisfied smirk, arousal coating his lips. “And I was right.” He licks his lips. “You taste fucking delicious.”

 The show continues and ends up finishing with no further distractions, although Yoongi squirms in his seat until his very obvious boner goes down.

 “Just a reminder to look out for each other, okay?” you remind everyone. “It’s a scary world out there. With that, I’m signing off. Stay safe and stay spooky, Bellgrove.”

 Despite being such a little shit during your show, Yoongi proves himself useful and helps you clean up the mess you made before locking up for the night.

 “So,” Yoongi sings with a smug grin. “Not that kind of show, huh?”

 You punch his shoulder with a scowl. “Shut up, Min! That was entirely your fault!”

 He laughs. “Hey, you didn’t exactly stop me!”

 You hate that he’s right, and you don’t bother to answer him as you make your way outside together. 

 As you start your walk back home, he siddles up behind you and latches onto your waist, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. 

 You freeze.

 “Wanna come over and finish what we started?” When you seem hesitant, he smirks against your skin. “Or…we could call Hwasa and start something else…”

 When he feels you shift in front of him, he chuckles. “Come on, Ghost. Let’s go have some fun.”

“Taste so Sweet” -- BONUS chapter with Hwasa

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[vivianwritesstuff]

Break It Up - preview

Summery -

Life takes a turn for the worse and leaves you alone to deal with the after math.

[soulmate!au, poly bcuz we can, slow burn, angst all the way, tw - self harm, suicide idealization, anxiety, depression, substance abuse, addiction, etc.]

[chapters are currently under progress and will take time to update as i still have other wips to work on]

They were everywhere. 

Wherever you went, all you could see was them. Whether it was that cafe around the street, or your office, or even while you tried out clothes at JC Penney while they had an end-of-season sale. 

Every phone, social media platform, television, laptop - all platforms of technology was enamored by them and what they represented. 

Heroes. 

That’s what the world saw. 

And that’s how you wish you could see them as. 

It wasn’t easy; moving out of their lives and living on your own after so long. It wasn’t easy, trying to move on. It wasn’t easy. 

Nothing was easy without them. 

But you needed time. You needed to tend to the wounds your soul had to bear throughout the years. You needed to heal from the pain you’ve locked away. 

You needed to feel again, even if it scared you. 

Your life was so empty; you hadn’t realized how you’ve given up all of the things just so you could focus on your partners. ‘However, no time like the present to begin anew, right?’, you thought glibly, as you typed away in the empty spreadsheet on the computer screen. 

So, you signed up for hobby classes - pottery, yoga, guitar lessons - anything to kill the time with. You even decided to went to one of those anonymous groups to get rid of your cigarette-addiction - twice a week. 

Many would say you’re changing. Improving, even. You’d like to beg to differ. 

You’re just trying to survive. Existing in a vast world with possibilities you had overlooked for only one outcome you wanted. And now, you’re forcing yourself to make peace with all that you have lost. 

Days pass by the same. The sun rises and it sets. Night falls, and so do you.  Tears are shed into the confines of your bed. Bloodshot eyes look at the world in a dim light and wonders if being alive was so great after all. 

But then again, you wouldn’t get to meet the dogs in the park, or listen to your favorite songs while you cooked or cleaned in your kitchen, or read novels by your favorite authors, if you had decided to give up. 

You’re breathing and it’s okay if you’re slow. 

You remind yourself as you navigate the streets of New York in September. The air is already tinged with the smell of autumn and fallen leaves. Warm hues of orange, red and yellow fill your vision and makes your heart sing in contentedness. The bakeries smell of bread and pumpkins and spice. The soft heat of the dusking sun is a welcome surprise on your cold skin. Scrolling through your phone mindlessly, you stumble upon an unchecked message sent three hours ago. And that message ruins whatever little fantasy you have deluded yourself into living. 

Sent at 13:32

By Unknown 

Y/N

This is Gemma here. 

Nana is no more. 

[21oclock]

2023 Mentality.

Dear Twenty-Ones,

Adapting a new mindset is never easy. It usually proves to be difficult to shape the way you think and act in one go. It takes time and effort. So how can you adopt a new mindset this new year?

How:

Create a journal. Use a journal to write down your thoughts, feelings, and accounts of your day. Writing can help you sort through problems you may be facing. A journal can also be used to manifest or express gratuity. You can write down goals you have in mind and write about the things you are presently grateful for.

Avoid social media in the morning. It is an understatement to say that social media plays a large role in our lives. Social media may be a common denominator for depression, comparison, and self hatred. Social media may also distract you from completing important tasks. This boils down to dopamine however that is another topic I’ll expand on in a separate post. Complete important tasks in the morning and indulge in social media later in the day.

Be intentional with your day. We all usually have a set of tasks to complete throughout the day. Organizing your day is important to allow time to spend with family, friends, and yourself. Intentionally prioritizing important tasks at the beginning of the day will allow you more time for other activities.

Say daily affirmations. Most people will find themselves in front of a mirror when getting ready for the day. At that point, it may be beneficial to tell yourself positive affirmations. This is called mirror work. Mirror work can help you build confidence and allow you to start your day off on a positive note. Daily affirmations can consist of phrases such as: I am beautiful, I am smart, etc. Other affirmations can be: I will have a great day today.

Listen to motivational podcasts. To limit screen time people may listen to a podcast. Although there are many genre of podcasts on apps such as Spotify and YouTube, motivational podcasts can help you learn tips on becoming more confident or stronger in your lifetime.

Reduce your number of friends. As you get older you may find yourself increasing or reducing your number of friends. Or at least the number of people who have access to you. When building a new mindset you may need to drop people who are not growing. Unfortunately, people have a tendency to become jealous of another’s success. As you grow and become successful some people that you have loved dearly may not be happy for you. It is important to be surrounded by people who are on a growth mindset just like yourself.

Network. Go out to social meetings for topics you are passionate about. For example, UX designers may meet up for coffee with other designers. This can help you grow in your profession and meet others who can potentially elevate your life.

Slow your reaction time. When hearing criticism, whether it be constructive or not, you may react too quickly. This can take the form of responding harshly, crying abruptly, etc. It is important to take into consideration what is being said to you. Responding quickly can dampen the person you are. Think over what was said and determine if it is important to you. Otherwise, ignore and do not reply to the person insulting you. If you are consistently being criticized, you can build a boundary with the speaker or no longer have a relationship with them.

Go to therapy. Of course therapy involves insurance and payments so this is an option if you are financially ready. Therapy can help you resolve past traumas and play as an outlet for emotions. Therapists are able to help you grow and become content with your present life while simultaneously teach you ways to improve.

Au revoir,

21 O’Clock Blog

“A woman who masters the energetics of DESIRE can have anything she wants.”

[utilitycaster]

I know this is going to sound pretentious but I do think that the concept of fandom as it exists today in part fuels a lot of the really rigid and, in my opinion, childish ways people engage with works. I'm thinking specifically of the question I got earlier this week about violence, but it's definitely not the only aspect.

Social media fandom often rewards a lack of context. This isn’t new nor exclusive to social media, to be fair; AUs, in which the entire point is to strip out context, have been popular for a long time. But social media certainly makes it easier. Twitter, by design, cannot provide much context. But even longer form places like Tumblr are usually dominated by art or gifs, which may or may not actually engage with what’s happening in the work and which can only provide a moment or so from it. It’s very easy to only relive the highlights, or even a version that never existed. (I’ve seen some wild gif edits.)

Social media can also lead to the phenomenon of people getting into a fandom, more so than getting into the work, and I do think this is a newer thing in that entering into fandom in the earlier days of the internet, or even pre-internet, required a much more significant effort. Today, though, in really extreme cases you get people who only engage with fandom and not with the original in some kind Plato’s allegory of the cave hellscape, and in doing so perpetuate fanon over canon, and because they are in the end fans of fandom, not the work, everything they touch sort of swirls into a bland universal fanon that they overlay onto whatever they see. And because that fanon is meant to cover everything it applies rules that were never meant to apply to the originals.

There’s also a sense of belonging that people like with fandom; but again, if you start with the intent to get into the fandom, you aren’t here for the work itself and that, I think, is where people start feeling betrayed by the work or angry at it for not fitting an idea in their head. There’s a great post outlining, theoretically, exactly how this would happen for The Cask of Amontillado.

That, I think, is why people get so angry at the concept of violence in a work. I mean yeah some of it is privilege/conservative upbringings that they haven’t properly interrogated/the whole other can of worms that is how social media engages with mental health and personal responsibility, but I do think a huge factor is people saw a piece of fluffy art or an incorrect quote, said “this is for me!” without looking into the context or the genre, and then are furious that this was a picture not indicative of the larger themes (or even a picture of something that never happened in the original) because this was supposed to be comfort media! It was supposed to represent them! But it’s not, and it never was.

None of this is to say that art or gifs or memes or even divergence from canon in your fan works are bad. I like those things a lot! It’s just that it’s astoundingly easy to only look at the fan works to the point of ignoring what’s actually happening, and then being blindsided by what is actually happening coming to its logical conclusion. It's deciding to watch a movie because of the blooper reel and then being mad that there's more to it than that.

This ties into something I’ve said before about people focusing on the wrong aspect of recognized problems (”I don’t like labels”, fridging, bury your gays, “Strong Female Characters”). All of those are problems when they’re a dominant trend, but, well, they require a lot of context to properly understand, both in terms of the specific work, and also in terms of the genre and the historical cultural context in which they were developed and you can't just throw those words out to mean "a thing I don't like is happening".

All of this is a long way to say that you can like what you like, but you look like an idiot when you get mad at something for being exactly what it said it would be. If you don’t want a story with violence, then you’re going to have to actually put in the work to find stories without violence instead of glomming on to whatever has some art or memes you like and then clutching your pearls when it’s more than just those memes.