depressed-writer9000 · 2 years ago
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Does anyone else feel overwhelmed (or your ears overstimulated) by a specific voice(s), like they aren't even talking to me (or in my room) and I had to close the door in my room and blast a YouTube video so I wouldn't hear their voices.
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redbullgirly · 9 months ago
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Million Dollar Man [LS18 smau]
Lance Stroll x reader [social media au]
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Summary: Lance's girlfriend isn't afraid to show how much her boyfriend loves and spoils her. Unfortunately, "fans" seem to think she's a gold digger. But who would Lance and Y/N bee if they just let it slide?
Warnings: A lot of hate towards the reader by online trolls and just toxic fans, at the end she and Lance shuts them up but if you're not in the right head-space to read this, then please don't.
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yourusername life lately... how about you? 🍰💐
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user1 more like: life lately 💸💸💸
user2 LOL
lance_stroll life lately has been great ❤️
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user3 Lance don't worry we're going to save you!!
user4 our guy is lyinggggg i can feel it
user5 Oh my god let them live a happy life you trolls🤦‍♀️
user6 how can you know it's happy when she clearly uses him for money?🤨
user5 And how can you know it's not? Besides I don't think she uses him for anything🤷‍♀️
user4 then your just as naive as him user5 lol
user7 she's so classy a love it!😻
user8 Can she even drive or she just wanted to take a photo in his car?
fernandoalo_oficial You are slaying Queen!😉
fernandoalo_oficial Did I do it correctly yourusername?
yourusername it's great nando, just please never use that emoji again and you'll be ready do graduate from my gen-z university!
fernandoalo_oficial Damn it I knew all you use these days is this one: 💀
yourusername 💀
user9 OKAY I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING ANYONE SAYS ABOUT HER AND LANCE CAUSE I LOVE Y/N AND NANDO INTERACTIONS MORE THAN MY OWN LIFE!!
user10 i'm convinced she holds both aston drivers hostage in her basement and is forcing them to comment on her posts
user11 It's probably not even her own basement but Lance's😭
user12 nah she ain't even that pretty
user13 omg no way this post is the way I found out lance mf stroll has a girlfriend?🤠
user14 GIRL you have so much lore to catch up on
user15 Yeah welcome to the worst wag ever fandom xd
user13 wait I'm so confused... why do we hate her???
user14 bc she's basically a gold digger, like from the moment her and lance started dating she's been posting only about shopping and showing off herself and her bf's money
user12 plus she ugly af
user15 Yeah and there are rumors on twitter about her being really mean to everyone and that the whole paddock hates her and stuff...
user13 okay I get that but tbh we can't believe everything that's on f1 twitter
user14 idc she's a bitch even without the rumors
user15 I can tell Y/N is trying so hard to have the rich girly aesthetic... it's actually embarrassing😂
astonmartin Wow you have a great car right there😍
user16 more like her sugar daddy lance has it lol XD
user17 guys be fr if you had a rich boy you'd be spending his money too!!!
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yourusername thank you spa for having me! what a race, congrats to my favourite driver lance_stroll on p9 & his teammate fernandoalo_oficial on p5! great team work, hope to see you on another grand prix in the future astonmartinf1 💚🏆
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astonmartinf1 we hope to see you on another grand prix as well Y/N!🤩
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user1 you don't have to lie admin, it's waste of money on her... better give the paddock pass to someone else
astonmartinf1 well, we definitely won't give it to you user1, so no need to worry about it 😙
user2 daaaamn, the admin is coming for y'all haters
user3 Of course she had to wear the racing suit... c'mon that's so embarrassing🙄
user4 actually it's pretty normal, I'm pretty sure Max's gf also wore his racing suit at some point
user3 Yeah but I at least like and respect Kelly... Y/N is a horrible gold digger
user4 well then I'm pretty sure it's your problem, not hers🤷‍♀️
user5 girl stop pretending you care about racing we all know you do it just for pr and cash xdd
user6 Honestly I'm not a Lance Stroll fan, but he deserves someone better than her...
lance_stroll Thank you to my favourite wag! 🥳❤️
yourusername love you baby!!!💞
user7 favourite wag😂 good joke😂😂
user8 am I the only one who finds their interaction cute??
user9 yeah you are user8... like just look at it, it's so forced... wouldn't be surprising if their whole relationship was fake
user10 You can hate on her all you want, but she's actually gorgeous in the third pic😻
user11 YUUUCCKK🤮🤮🤮
user12 you see I would be fine with this post if she didn't have to show off the aston martin car again!!!
user13 Hey did you notice she tagged Nando in the caption and he didn't reply to her? I call it ✨karma✨ lol
user14 maybe he escaped from her basement😭
user15 💚💚
user16 sorry but I can't help it. There's just something fishy about Y/N and I can't bring myself to like her at all
user17 Guys who is this girl and why does she get more hate in her comments than hailey bieber??💀
user18 I hate how she makes the whole Grand Prix about herself
user19 no but fr... like honey, idc about you and your favourite driveeer
user20 Tf?? She literally called LANCE her favourite driver how is that about her... you haters are so dumb🤦‍♀️
user21 I bet she read the comments on twitter about how she's bad gf for not going to any races and decided to fix her image by this XD
user19 lmfao didn't probably work the way she hoped
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lance_stroll As some of you now, I am not very active on social media. Today I'm making an exception for Y/N, my lovely girlfriend I've been dating for almost a year now. She is one of the greatest, most kind, caring and selfless people I know. I don't know where the idea of our relationship being unhappy, one-sided or even insincere came from, but I would like to make it very clear once and for all that these assumptions are as far from the truth as they can be.
In my life, I experienced a lot of hateful comments and reactions myself. It is not something I wish anyone should have to go through and it's disgusting. I love Y/N with all my heart and I hope that one day, she'll make me the happiest man alive and allows me to marry her, build a family together. No one will ever again speak about her in an inappropriate way, or they'll be blocked and possibly face legal actions taken agains them. I am very serious about this.
Y/N, I'm not afraid to call you the love of my life. I never want to see you cry because of some meaningless hater. Love you to the moon and back, sweetheart ❤️
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user1 It's just so heartbreaking how Lance himself had to go through so many waves of hate because of his dad and now he had to watch Y/N go through it too...😓
yourusername love you to the moon and back too lance!!!💖
lance_stroll Wouldn't have it any other way honey!😌
user2 you know it's serious when sebastianvettel shows up
astonmartinf1 once the it couple, always the it couple!💚 proud to say we were never a hater😘
user3 i still think it's fake
fernandoalo_oficial and I think you are fake🤪
user4 LMAO nando come and get the haters lets goooo
user5 That's how you shut them up xd
fernandoalo_oficial how do you children say it? I AM LANCEY/N DEFENDER
user4 yeah yeah nando exactly that or you can say your a lancey/n truther
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user5 omg I can't believe I just had online conversation with THE Fernando Alonso😭
user4 GIRL ME TOO AND HE EVEN LIKED MY COMMENT😭😭
f1 What a beautiful couple you are!🙌 Hope to see you in the paddock after summer break!😏
user6 "they'll be blocked and possibly face legal actions taken agains them" daaammmnn man is standing on business here
user7 Tbh I never understood why y'all hated on her sm she's literally so beautiful and seems kind as well🤷‍♀️
lilymhe pretty giiiirl
lance_stroll I couldn't agree more!❤️
yourusername oh stop you two I'm blushing
user8 Can we take a moment to appreciate how beautifully the caption is written?🥹 Lance really has some poetic talent!
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user9 aaah she's still a gold digger and he's too blind to see it😂
user10 Yeah she probably charmed him in bed or sm
user11 Ohh user9 and user10... I wonder how it feels to know Lance and probably some other drivers hate you🫢
chloestroll My brother and my future sister-in-law!🥰
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user12 im actually so happy to see y/n replying to some of the comments and just being active without so much hate on her now!!!
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yourusername they say if he wanted to he would... I say he wants to so he does 🌹❤️
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lilymhe she ate you jealous people up with that caption
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lilymhe also alex_albon me when??
dior Wow!❤️‍🔥
lance_stroll That's what real men do instead of trolling others on the internet.
yourusername daaammn baby
lance_stroll What? I'm just stating facts 😌
kellypiquet shopping trip to Paris when?😍
yourusername anytime you want!!!💕
astonmartinf1 So lucky to (basically) have you on our team💚
fernandoalo_oficial I call that a slay admin
astonmartinf1 ...should I tell him slay is kinda out dated??
yourusername aaah let him have his moment
fernandoalo_oficial WHAT?! YOU TRAITORS I THOUGH I WAS GEN-Z APPROVED
yourusername 🫢
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Author's note: I hope you liked my first ever social media au story! I'll be glad for every feedback, comment, like, reblog and everything! You can definitely send me asks and requests for another smau's and even 'normal' fanfictions. Have a great day!
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zegrasdrysdale · 3 months ago
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Jamie request! this is kinda lengthy but Jamie thinks something is happening between his girlfriend and Z bc a Trevor keeps popping up in her phone but it’s an ex that Jamie has heard about who’s blackmailing her. She doesn’t wanna tell Jamie bc she’s very independent but also doesn’t wanna get anyone else involved. This causes tension between her and Jamie so Jamie texts Z trying to confront him before realizing it’s the ex and his mind goes to cheating but she finally explains the situation to him and maybe a little spice? and fluff at the end
[ guess who ] j. drysdale
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pairing : Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader
summary : after seeing someone named ‘Trevor’ pop up on his girlfriend’s phone, Jamie thinks she’s cheating on him with his best friend, but then she comes clean to him and Jamie finds out that not everything is what it seems
warning(s) : nsfw ! implied sex, some sexual content, making out, angsty (very angsty), mentions of cheating and abuse, blackmail, mentions of injury, POV changes, one use of Y/N
author’s note : anon i am so sorry this took so long to finish. hope you enjoy <33
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She and Jamie are both left panting with a layer of sweat covering their bodies as they lay beside one another. They're completely spent and she's not sure if she can feel her legs at the moment. She pushes her hair away from her face before she looks at Jamie.
"You are incredible, pretty girl," Jamie pants with a smile on his face. "God, if you could ride me everyday, I could die a happy man."
"Jamie, I don't think you understand how tiring that is," she laughs as she rolls over and presses soft kisses to his already swollen lips. "The only reason I keep riding you is because you're hurt and I don't want you to exert or hurt yourself again."
He deeply kisses her back, wanting to start another round. She hums and shakes her head. Jamie pulls back with a groan. "Fine," he sighs. "I'll let you go pee and clean yourself up. I want my mouth on you as soon as you get back though."
With a laugh, she rolls out of bed. She pulls on one of Jamie's shirts before slipping into the bathroom to relieve herself so she doesn't end up catching a UTI. She fixes her ponytail knowing that it's going to get ruined again and checks her chest for marks, which are new and bruising already.
After she's done, she makes her way back into the bedroom. "You know," she says as she walks into the room. "You need to let up on the marking before it looks like I got bit by a vampire or something." Her playful tone ends when she sees Jamie scrolling on her phone. "Baby?"
Jamie looks up at her. "Why is Trevor sending you pictures?" he asks.
"What pictures?" she questions in reply.
He turns her phone around so she can see what he's talking about. The pictures in question are pictures of her, pictures of Trevor -- but it isn't Zegras who is sending those pictures. Not that anyone would know who it is in those pictures because they're all faceless.
Her ex-boyfriend, also named Trevor, is mad that she's with someone infinitely better than he is, and now he's trying to manipulate and blackmail her back into a relationship with him. Jamie doesn't know about him, which is why he thinks it's Z sending her naked pictures of them.
"Jamie, baby-" she starts to say before she's interrupted.
"Don't 'Jamie baby' me right now," Jamie snaps. "I can't believe you'd do this to me. To us. Trevor is my best friend. You could've picked literally anyone else but you chose my best friend to cheat on me with."
She immediately begins to shake her head. "Jamie, it's not what you think," she panics as he gets out of bed and gets dressed. "Please. I need to tell you something and-"
"Tell me when you end things with my best friend because I really don't want to hear your excuses right now," he tells her as he dresses. "I'm going to Cam's. Don't talk to me until you're ready to tell me why you cheated on me with Trevor."
Not knowing what else to do, she watches Jamie storm out the door. The front door slams shut and she flinches like the door hit her.
This is what she gets for not telling Jamie about her ex sooner.
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[ Jamie's POV ]
He has half a mind to drive up to Bedford to have a word or two with Z. How could her girlfriend sleep with Trevor knowing he's best friends with Jamie? He can't believe that the two most important people in his life betrayed him like this.
It's nearly midnight when Jamie knocks on Yorkie's apartment door. A second or two later, the door swings open. A surprise Cam asks, "What are you doing here? It's midnight, Jimmy."
"I, um," Jamie hesitates, not knowing if he wants to tell anyone what is going on. "I just needed to get out of the apartment. We had a fight, I guess you can say."
Cam moves aside to let Jamie into the apartment. He pushes past and sits on the couch in the living room. Cam joins him a second later.
All he can see is the pictures on his girlfriend's phone. Pictures of her. Pictures of Trevor. He shudders at the memory and resists every urge to throw up on the carpeted floor.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Cam asks. "The fight, I mean. It was bad enough that you had to leave."
Jamie pushes his hair out of his face and sits back. "She was in the bathroom," he begins. "Then her phone began buzzing and buzzing so I looked at it to see who was texting her so late at night. I opened her phone to Trevor sending pictures to her of the two of them. In bed together."
"Holy shit," Cam breathes out. "No way. Zegras hooked up with your girl?"
"I don't know when and I don't know if they are still hooking up but yeah, apparently," he says. He rubs his face and groans into his hands. "I can't believe the two of them would hook up behind my back. Like, I get that I'm not the easiest person to be with considering I've needed near constant taking care of over the past year and a half but talk to me instead of hooking up with my best friend."
"That's not your fault, Jamie."
"Apparently it is because why else would she go out and fuck Trevor behind my back?" he questions.
He pulls out his phone and pulls his his messages with Z. "What are you doing?" Cam asks.
"Texting Z because he needs to know that I know."
to: zzzegras - 12:02 am what the fuck dude ? my girlfriend ?
from: zzzegras - 12:03 am ????????
to: zzzegras - 12:06 am i saw the pictures you sent her. i'm not stupid. why her ? don't you have your own girlfriend ? why mine ?
from: zzzegras - 12:08 am i have know idea what you're talking abt jamie. what pictures did i send her ? aside from gifts for you for when you get better
to: zzzegras - 12:09 am what ??
A picture comes through seconds later of a screenshot. It's an exchange between his girlfriend and Trevor from the day before. There are pictures of buildings and tickets in the screenshot with a message from Trevor saying "he'd love that".
The final text in the chain is from (Y/N). It's from fifteen minutes ago and it says: "you were right. i should've told him abt my ex bc he just walked out the door thinking you sent me naked pictures when it was him. god, why can't trev just leave. me. alone ! he's going to ruin everything between me and jamie when i don't want jamie to worry abt this rn".
from: zzzegras - 12:12 am it wasn't me dude. you need to talk to her abt it. there's more going on that you should know, and it concerns her and she should be the one to tell you
Confused, Jamie looks up from his phone. "I don't think it was Z that sent her those pictures," he tells Cam. "I think she's in some trouble though."
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[ reader's POV ]
She sits on the mattress with her knees brought up against her chest while she stares at her phone. More texts from Trevor come through while she wants for something from Jamie so she can explain what's going on and that she isn't cheating on him with Z.
That's the last thing she ever wants Jamie to think because she loves Jamie and everything that comes with him. His baggage, his injuries, his laugh, his smile. She won't care when he retires from the NHL. She loves all of Jamie, hockey player or not.
The door opens while she's deep in thought and the sound pulls her out of her head. Jamie stands in the doorway. She pouts and tears begin to prick her eyes at the sight of Jamie in the doorway.
"Tell me who Trevor is," Jamie says. "Why is he sending you naked pictures of the two of you in bed?"
"He's my ex," she admits with a shaky voice. "He was manipulative and abusive. When I found the courage to leave, he told me that I'd never find anyone better than him. I did, and now he's mad about it."
Jamie's face falls at her confession. "I didn't know any of that," he quietly says. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want him to have anything against you because you have a career to lose," she cries. "I didn't have anything to lose. If those pictures of me come out then oh well, they'll probably get posted to some porn sites, but if he was able to get something of you and those leaked then I'd be devastated. I was scared that he'd ruin your entire career, our lives together."
He walks toward her at the same time her phone buzzes. She groans and hides her face. The bed moves as Jamie sits on the mattress. She looks up at him and watches him grab her phone. He scrolls for a second and says, "I could've helped you. Seriously. You didn't have to go through his alone."
She wipes away her own tears. "I did," she tells him. "Well, technically, I had Z because I texted him once asking him why most guys named Trevor were assholes and had to tell him but that was an accident. I didn't think he'd ask questions. I should've told you but I didn't want you involved."
The phone buzzes again. She sighs. Jamie taps a few more times before he holds the device up to his ear. Her eyes widen when she hears her ex's voice on the phone. Jamie winks at her before he says, "I don't know who you are but you have the wrong number. I suggest you stop sending those pictures though. They could do a lot of damage in the wrong hands."
Then he hangs up the phone. He smiles at her. "I don't- you aren't mad?" she asks.
"Oh, I am," Jamie replies. "It'll take a little bit for me to get over that you told Z instead of me but I won't let anyone ruin you or our lives together. No matter how mad I am. Not to mention, I love you."
She frowns and crawls up to Jamie. "I'm sorry," she says as she presses kisses to his shoulder. "I really am sorry. I should've told you but I was scared."
Her lips trail from his shoulder to his neck. Jamie looks over at her. "You can kiss me all you want," he tells her. "I'm still mad at you."
"We'll see how long that lasts."
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l13 · 1 year ago
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what kinda kinks do you think hobie would have? :33
first of all i wanna apologize for this lazy ass writing i'm just UNHINGED i've seen so many hobie edits my mind cannot take this madness i'm seriously in love with him it's not a joke anymore, like i need him bro, I N E E D HIM
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❥ i haven't heard a lot of people say this about hobie but i think he'd REALLY like power exchange, like let my MAN BE A SWITCH PLEASEEEEEE guys please trust me okay hear me out, picture this: hobie laying naked on the bed, chest rising and falling rapidly as you continue to jerk his cock in an torturously slow pace, he's already cum once, so his hips jump every time your fist closes around his tip, and he's groaning, the sound trailing off to a breathy chuckle as he glances up at you, grinning lazily "Y're killin' me, y'know that?" throw in a little nipple play and man's GONEEEE
❥ definitely and i mean DEFINITELY likes dry humping ohhhhh?>>my god??? literally starts as a joke on the rare occasion he sees you bent over, or braced against a counter or smth, he HAS to come and hump you, and it's fine cause you literally do the same thing to him (you're the one that started it). the first time you did it he had laughed the sound giving you goosebumps as he glanced at you over his shoulder with a tiny smirk "You're mental,". but then proceeds to do the same thing to you every chance he gets. One day, you just rolled your hips back against him and the whole vibe changed. You shivered when you heard him inhale sharply from behind you, and his hands circle around your frame to pull you closer. and then he's thrusting against you hard, his clothed cock rubbing against the swell of your ass making you both moan as he drops his head on your shoulder to pant, "About fuckin' time,"
❥ random horny thought and not really a kink: he loves fucking you doggy style in front of a mirror, hand holding you by the throat, his fingers skimming your jaw as he tugs you back to him every time he thrusts forward, his other hand holding onto your ass securely as he snaps his hips against you. And then he's pulling at your throat and suddenly your back is flush against his chest, and the hand that was holding your ass travels around to your pussy to circle at your clit. You're both moaning when you tighten up so much around his cock "Look at you," he's groaning, snapping his hips up instead of forward and your mouth drops open in a silent scream as his cock touches that spongy spot inside you, and he's moaning "Yeah? Right there? You're so fuckin’ pretty, baby, should be fuckin’ illegal," and you're mewling, “You’re so good to me Hobie.. Can feel you so fucking deep inside me oh my God-” “Shit- don’t say that or I’ll cum-” DAAAAAMN okay i got sidetracked again
❥ lil bit of a voyeur maybe, he'd take you even at a secluded space at HQ (would first make sure if you're 100% in tho) he'd fuck you against the wall, with his hand over your mouth as he mutters against your shoulder, "Wanna hear you so fuckin' bad.. but we can't, right? Can't let them know how much of a good girl you are f'me.. Ah, fuuck-S only for my eyes."
❥ CONSENTTTTT consent turns him on so much- and let me explain okay imagine you're just getting ready to suck him off, unbuttoning his jeans, still giggling at his face when you'd said "no, the belts stay on," and then your fingers are finally under the waistband of his boxers and you're looking up at him- "Can I take these off?" and he's so confused bc he's never actually had anyone else ask him that question before "Wh- yes?" and when his cock is finally out in all its glory, and you're licking your lips, you ask again, "Can I touch it?" he can't hold back his smile this time, letting out a giddy laugh, "Baby, 'f course you can, you don't have to ask," idk he just thinks it's the hottest thing ever
❥ extra crack hc cause it just came to me: imagine him being like "You wanna try slapping me in bed?" and you're just looking at him like he's grown two heads but nod slowly nonetheless "....sure?" and then you actually slAP him like 10 minutes later and he's like :C "That felt personal love, m'feelings are kinda hurt." and you're just apologizing over and over and he's laughing at you- "m just playing wit' you. but yeah absolutely not doing that shit again,"
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sparklingsjy · 2 years ago
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enhypen's reaction to you wearing revealing clothes and other members checking you out
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contains: suggestive (hyung line) and tiny bit of smut (sunghoon), these big babies have jealousy issues, mentions of getting drunk and niki threatening his hyung LOL
heeseung:
first off he LOVES when you wear revealing clothes
heeseung loves admiring your body so whenever you show it off, he's your number one hype man
unfortunately he does get possessive once he notices jake checking you out
"y/n you are looking GOOD"
"watch your mouth jake"
"yes sir!"
he knows jake means no harm but once you dress to impress, he has to remind EVERYONE that you belong to him <3
. . . . which means a long night of seeing stars and the members teasing you guys for being loud :')
jay:
you're funny if you think he's going to let you be with the members for 5 minutes in a two piece skintight black dress
his girlfriend in revealing clothes near his members is already a sign to run
once jay sees you WHEW you better cancel your plans tomorrow cause you will NOT be walking straight
"trying to show off what's mine? hm?"
you are in for a night of aggressive make outs (and more) but the after care is AMAZING
i love jay sm can he be mine already
jake:
he's so down bad
this man genuinely cannot believe you're his when he sees you in a short silky red dress
he caresses your curves and gives you kisses all over until he hears sunoo and jungwon complimenting you
"how did jake get so lucky with y/n..."
"she looks so pretty"
"do i always have to remind you guys that she's with ME? keep your compliments to yourself!"
once he takes you to his room he gets all pouty bc he's a big baby who gets jealous quick and wants reassurance LOL
sunghoon:
"yo sunghoon y/n is looking hot tonight"
"can i take her upstairs with me?"
jay and niki LOVE pushing hoon's limits
maybe it was a mistake wearing a very revealing dress to heeseung's party
but did you care when hoon had you bent over in front of the mirror in the guest room? nah!
yes he's a shy boyfriend but this man WILL claim you if you test him
"you looked so pretty tonight baby" "only i can see you like that" "you dressed like that for me, right?"
hoon will leave you looking like a mess and covered in hickies
but only he'll be the only one seeing them so i guess it's worth it at the end :>
sunoo:
you wearing a tiny pink dress is what lead you to being showered in compliments by sunoo
"y/n you look like a princess!" "i'm so lucky to have you"
sunoo is so cautious with you and makes sure you're comfortable :(
"are you sure you want to go out like this? i'm happy you wore this for me but i want you to be comfortable too!"
however, you dressing like that had jay and heeseung's eyes on you
"sunoo you should share y/n with us"
"yeahh she looks so pretty! how did she fall for you?"
"maybe because i'm the only normal one in this group . . . and better looking"
jungwon:
wonnie is used to you wearing revealing clothes when going out at night with your friends
but he's not used to the teasing that comes from his members yet, especially sunghoon
"jungwon you're a brave man for letting her go out looking all sexy"
of course, wonnie was already staring daggers at sunghoon once he noticed him checking you out
"she knows who she belongs to so quit watching her every move hyung"
before you leave the house, he's telling you to not fall for another guy and if anyone tries to bother her, he's outside waiting to pick her up
jungwon trusts you that you'll make the right decisions and will help you get ready for bed once you guys return <3
even if it means causing a ruckus because of how drunk you got LOL
niki:
you and niki both love fashion so it's not a surprise that you're wearing the tiniest clothes in existence for a photoshoot
niki and his members went to support you but they ended up drooling over you instead
"stop drooling over someone you can't have"
"you're lucky she's even with you when i exist"
"you're lucky i haven't laid my hands on you jake"
"niki! he's older than you, be nice"
"he's drooling over my girl!"
he gets feisty when his members tease him over you LMFAO
but then again, seeing you dressed like that just made him love you even more
(⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠。⁠*⁠♡
ending note: thank you for reading !
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pixie-ass · 1 year ago
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Tim LaFlour x F!Coquette(ish) reader
Readers a girl in his english class, inspired by the scene of him reading Langston Hughes. They're opposites bc I think the opposite aesthetic trope is so damn cute.
I have a lot of ideas for this trope that I'll try to add!
Warnings - none except for fluff with my fav punk!
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Tim was not the best at poetry. Needless to say, english literature wasn't one of his strongest suits. That's why when the professor had assigned a very long, very taunting poetry book along with an analysis, he was fucked. Not only that but he didn't really know anybody in that class to ask for help and he was sure his roommate, Daryl, was as clueless as him.
As class was dismissed and all the students were beginning to leave, Tim packed his stuff up, sighing as he began to think. The class size wasn't big, so as people walked out, he looked around for anyone who seemed helpful, only to catch eyes with a particular girl.
He'd noticed her since the beginning of the semester. She always sat second row on the right and would never talk unless called on. He noticed all her supplies were a light shade of pink, which he thought suited her. She'd always dress with light colors too, very put together. Tim sat in the row behind her a few seats to her left so he'd always find himself zoning out on her, only because she stood out.
“Do you know how to do this?” He'd take his chance and ask her, she seemed so sophisticated taking notes everyday, he was sure she'd know what she was doing. Her eyes widened and she seemed to go from shock, to confusion, to acceptance all in the span of a second. “Yeah, we're just going through the book assigned and analyzing the poems. Pretty easy.” She smiled as she swung her backpack (light pink of course) over her shoulders.
“I got that, but I don't get it, like how we're supposed to analyze. I suck at this class.” She giggled in response, causing Tim's brows to knit in confusion, he couldn't find what was amusing. “It's pretty simple, if you want, I can help you.” She offered him a sweet smile that caused him to smile. He nodded, “Yeah, that'd be awesome! We can work in my dorm.”
She nodded, “I'm y/n by the way.” She offered her hand out for him to shake. He slipped his hand into hers, feeling her soft skin and admiring how well taken care of her nails were. “Tim! Nice to meet ya." He stared into her eyes almost dumbfounded as he shook her hand, a dumb smile plastered on both their faces.
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A knock on the door startled Daryl as he sat in the living room, tense from the drug effects. Tim opened the door to his dorm, quickly walking over to the front door and opening it, “Hey! Welcome, welcome, you can make yourself right at home. My rooms over here.” Daryl raised a brow as he watched the very opposite girl walk in. Her light clothed and accessories a blinding contrast to everything Tim owned. It was almost comedic.
“We’re gonna be studying, dawg, so don't interrupt so we can get smart.”
“Yeah man, don't worry. You have fun.” He responded, a teasing hint in his tone.
As the girl walked into his room, she couldn't help but look around, admiring all the punk posters and dark themes. She stood out like a sore thumb. Her white sweater, blue jeans, and pink accessories were almost blinding in there. Tim noticed straight away, letting out a small chuckle as he shut the door. “You listen to any of them?” He asked, pointing to his various punk band posters. As expected, she shook her head, “No, haha. They look sick, though.” This caused Tim to smile as she set her bag down on the floor next to his bed. He motioned for her to sit, and she did.
Immediately, she began pulling out the poetry book and some paper. I guess she was here for business. Tim sat down across from her, getting his own stuff out. As she got a paper, she began explaining, Tim nodding in response as he listened. It seemed a hundred times easier to listen to her than the professor. After explanations he began to understand, they'd take turns reading poems out loud, analyzing, highlighting, and annotating what they agreed was important, (though it was mostly Y/n who would point out most and Tim would just agree since she seemed so pleased).
Tim noticed that when she would concentrate she would chew on the end of her pencil, her glossy pink lips attracting him like a moth to light. She had pretty lips and he couldn't help but stare at them, his own mouth seeming to slightly open as he stared until he had to catch himself multiple times.
After about 2 hours of this, they'd finished more than half the assignment, and they were both more than exhausted. It was nearly midnight. Yawning, y/n shut the poetry book, packing her papers into her folder. They hadn't chit chatted a lot, Tim didn't want to interrupt her focus so as they cleaned up Tim spoke up.
“So do you enjoy poetry? You seemed really into all the poems.” Y/n shrugged as she packed away the last of her things, “I guess I do. I like the beauty and emotion put into poems. They're really beautiful if you read them right.” Her response was said in a sleepy tone but was so sincere, Tim found himself feeling a sort of admiration along with a tingling in his stomach.
He smiled at her as she broke out into a yawn again. “You seem tired, we should get to sleep, eh.” He suggested standing up and fixing his bed to rest. She also stood up, stretching her body. “How fars, your dorm? I can walk you. It's pretty late, so I wouldn't want you to get spooked.” She giggled as he said it. Mostly, his tone was what made her laugh.
“It's all across campus, on the other side of the main hall.” His brows raised in concern. “That far? That's like a 10 minute walk.” He knew it wasn't far but she seemed so tired he wasn't sure if she'd even make it, she looked one blink away from knocking over like a leaf in the wind.
“You'd be better off staying here.” She raised a brow at his comment, a frown appearing on her soft face, “I'm not dumb enough to stay in a college guys dorm for the night. If you're thinking what you are, know I'm not the one.” Her sleepy voice was now stern as she headed for the door, her walk telling him that his comment had made her upset.
“Hey, hey. I didn't mean it like that. I promise! I'm on a no sex, drugs, or anything sinful pact so I swear I didn't mean anything that you're thinking.” He raised his arms up in defense, watching as she stopped and turned around, eyeing him.
“I was just saying, since you look so tired. I think it'd be better for you to just sleep here than walk all the way over there.” She stared at him in silence for a few long seconds.
She was only thinking it through so much since she really found Tim to be cute. Ever since she'd laid eyes on him as he walked in through the door mid-lecture, she'd felt her cheeks go pink. Something about the way he looked, or carried himself, or talked, it all fascinated her, and soon enough, she found herself crushing on him like a high school girl.
Sighing, she responded, “Okay, fine. But only because I really am so exhausted.” Tim's face seemed to go from upset to a beaming smile quickly. “Awesome! You can borrow one of my T-shirts if you want. And you can take the bed. I'll take the floor.” He exited the room after tossing a t-shirt onto the bed, leaving her a very flustered and hot mess. Her heart was racing as she lifted up the shirt he'd left for her. It was of a punk band. It smelled just like Tim. She blushed as she put it on. She blushed as she got into Tim's very soft and warm bed, blushed at how sweet it was for him to offer to sleep on the floor.
As she tucked in, Tim knocked, walking in after she answered and smiled down at the view of her covered in his blanket, completely bundled from neck down.
"Thank you for helping me by the way. Learned more from you then the professor, goodnight.”
He shut the lights off, and y/n heard as he shuffled on the floor. Looking down, she saw him lying with a comically small blanket and a decor pillow. Her heart raced in her ears as she decided if she should speak or not.
“You can sleep on the bed, Tim. It's your bed anyway, so I'd feel terrible if you slept on the floor.” She was also pitied by the sight of his tall figure under that poor excuse of a blanket. She heard him shuffle and next thing he was standing.
“You sure? Really, I'm alright sleeping on the good ole floor.” He chuckled.
“Im sure.” She scooted over to the other side, patting the bed. He didn't hesitate even a second as he tucked in beside her, far enough to not make her uncomfortable. As her eyes adjusted, she could begin to make out his silhouette in the dark. That's when she realized how close he really was, and she found a new found heat on her face. She went to cover her head with the blanket as if he could see her reddened cheeks.
“Tim.? You still awake?” She spoke softly under the covers. The soft ruffle of the pillow case sounded, “Yeah. What's up?” He whispered back.
Her hands seemed to tingle along with the butterflies in her stomach. She uncovered herself and moved her body so she could stare at him and him at her, he was already facing her direction though.
“Thank you for letting me stay, I didn't tell you, but it means a lot that you care.” She offered a sleepy smile as she stared into his face. He smiled back, and though she couldn't see it, she could see the outline of his cheeks when he did so.
“It's no biggie. Just the right thing to do. You tell me if you had a pretty girl in your dorm who was tired and lived far away that you wouldn't feel bad if she was alone.” His statement caused her to let out a small giggle into the sheets, which in turn caused her heart to flutter.
She scooted closer to him, not much, not enough to be noticeable in the dark but enough to where she could feel how warm he was, a huge grin spread across her face. "Goodnight, Tim…" Her eyes were far too heavy to keep open now, she shut them, and without a thought cuddled into Tims side causing him to freeze.
He slowly looked down at her, watching the slow rise and fall of her chest, her closed eyes and her features. Gently he wrapped his arm around her, feeling her shift closer to him, his heart ramming against his chest. She was so small in his arms, so warm, he felt himself leaning into her head, resting his head against the top of hers, caressing her back as she slept. He wasn't sure why he was doing this or why he felt so much in his gut.
All he knew was that he was happy, holding her and admiring her. That he was feeling far too much all at once.
He'd have to talk to her about this tomorrow. His emotions would be the death of him.
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lionhanie · 4 months ago
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sungho as your boyfriend! ♡
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boyfriend sungho x gn reader!!!!, fluffy fluff, he loves you so much :-(
word count: ~720
warnings: none
a/n: bf sungho everyone CHEERED!!!! i literally geeked writing the last point bc i'm madly in love with him... hope u enjoy ^_^ also he's actually so breathtaking in that pic im going crazy
likes ♡ and reblogs ↺ always appreciated!
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i lowkey feel like in the start of your relationship he’s super … well mannered? not that he isn’t normally, but moreso ... the last thing he would want to do is make you uncomfortable so he goes out of his way to make sure he isn’t overstepping any boundaries until he knows you’re okay with something
the two of you are eating dinner with each other & sungho can’t stop looking at the sauce on the side of your mouth; he contemplates not saying anything about it because you look really cute when you’re enjoying the food so well…he eventually holds up a napkin by your face and he’s just like
“can i…?” once you understand what he's asking, you’re a little embarrassed because how long was there something on your face????? but regardless you give him a small nod & he gently wipes the stain off your face, as both of you struggle to keep the smiles off your own faces
always giving gifts with MEANINGS like boy will do his research and go above and beyond!!!!. and will always be so happy to explain said research if you happen to ask about it  
(im specifically thinking about their debut gifts to each other and sungho was so drawn to the Meanings of the flowers he got for woonhak rather than focusing only on what they looked like)
at one of your relationship milestones, he pulls out a jewelry box. there’s a dainty ring sitting inside of it, with two gemstones planted side by side in its center. you immediately gasp because IT’S SOOOO PRETTY? but you can’t help but wonder where he got it because it looks… handmade?
“where did you get this? the gems complement each other so well!”
“ah… taesan and i went to a jewelry making workshop a couple weeks ago, so i wanted to make something for our anniversary,” he grabs your hand to place the ring on one of your fingers, finding it to be a perfect fit. “it’s not the best, but i tried my hardest. i even put our birthstones on it!” 
even if sungho didn’t think the ring was perfect, it definitely was perfect to you <3 
when you give him gifts he will be OVER THE MOON, esp if it was something you got for him /just cause/. he falls in love with you even more knowing that you put in the same effort he does when it comes to gifts
a necklace? he never forgets to put it on before he goes out for the day. a framed picture of you two from your first date? it lives atop his dresser for him to see every morning :3 
i'm a firm believer that sungho will go out of his way to implement constant reminders of you throughout his daily routine (because you're obviously his favorite thing to think about), which is why he adores the things you get for him
u already know this man does not hesitate to serenade you whenever he gets the chance to. omygooooddd his angelic voice paired with a love song you just KNOW he is dedicating to you 
plus i feel like it’d be intimate as hell…. he’s gently strumming his guitar, playing the chords to one of your favorite songs, only breaking eye contact to take a quick look back at his fingers to make sure he plays the next notes correctly OHHHH i’m in love with him i fear
when the time comes for his weekly deep clean of the dorms, he swears he’s ready to propose to you right then and there as you help him tidy up everyone’s mess LOL 
sungho’s accepted the fact that he sometimes needs to clean up after the other members, but now that you’re wiping down the kitchen counters next to him as he washes the various pots and pans that have been piling up in the sink, he almost looks forward to it. it’s oddly domestic-- not that he’s complaining. 
“you know, you don’t need to clean up their mess for them. it’s not like you’re their mom or something,” he says as he places another clean plate on the dish rack beside him. 
“i mean, i know that. but you don’t need to either! i don’t mind helping you out if it means i get to spend some more time with you.” you shyly admit, spraying the counter with disinfectant. out of nowhere, he comes up behind you and places a sweet kiss atop your head, thanking you for everything you do for him. ♡
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desafinado · 2 years ago
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secret relationship hcs with them...
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°。⋆ it's not necessarily confidential or forbidden, but the two of you would just rather have each other to yourselves...
°。⋆ kaveh, diluc, ayato x gn! reader
note: i love the secret relationship trope bcos like.. it's like yeah u guys still live seperate lives but those moments when it's just the two of you, it's as though the world doesn't matter.. bc ur each other's world im so 😭.. also this is a repost bc initially i think it got shadowbanned or something 💀
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kaveh ♡
it's not that the both of you are trying to keep it a secret, but… you're a very busy person in a somewhat high position in the akademiya so you barely ever get some time alone.
this only motivates kaveh to be more romantic with the short moments you guys have.
expect him to have a bouquet of dried flowers every time he goes to meet you.
secret meetings in all the best viewpoints in sumeru city and port ormos (bc ofc he knows them).
or if he needs to, he'll be happy to adjust for you
"my love… i came through the window just to see you" "my office is on the first floor?" "exactly"
sitting on his lap while you do paperwork, or vice versa.
kisses that always feel as though he'll never get the chance to kiss you again.
the first time alhaitham caught you visiting kaveh, alhaitham simple did not want to believe.
"ah y/n, did you want to discuss something…? i must say i'm not sure how you knew where i live, but-… oh.. this isn't what i think it is, correct? please?"
he makes much more romantic and maybe even.. sensual… architecture designs.
and whenever people ask him where he got the inspiration he simple replies "ah well, love is everywhere.. im simply the messenger"
however their praises can never compare to the look of astonishment you have when you show him his newest design.
"this.. is beautiful, kaveh" "only for you, my love.. only by you was it possible"
whenever you get the chance to spend the night together, he makes sure to hold you tight and stay with you until you wake up.
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diluc ♡
does he loves you? of course. would he rather you not get swept up by the rumors and dangers that surround his life? very much.
"mysterious" gifts left at your door stop every night delivered by the dark knight himself… flowers, chocolates, anything you might want
on the rare occasion, the gift might even be himself "hello dear… may i?"
he rather stay over at your place, because it lets him pretend for a second that he lives a normal quaint life with you.
will sometimes ask you to tend his wounds, which ends up with you lecturing him for however long it takes.
he just wanted to babied with your touch he didn't ask for this :(
you'll also tell him about your day and he listens attentively, asking questions every so often.
you'll also tell him the latest rumors about him
"they think.. im a vampire..? how ridiculous.." "can you not crush my dreams?"
he also might drop by after a particularly exhausting night at angel's share.
his head in your lap as you mindlessly stroke his hair, it's just so…
"you're so pretty.. you know that?" "i..thank you."
is still a bit hesitant in being intimate, so you proudly take the first move just to make him feel comfortable.
holds you as though you're made of glass, kisses you as if it's both your first time.
he always makes sure you know that he loves and cares for you, and he would never take you for granted.
he waits for the day he can just fade away from the public's eye and live in his own little world with you, and only you.
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ayato ♡
this man is the whole reason i decided to write this.. and the trope feels most reasonable with him
make-out sessions in his office, stolen kisses in the most secluded areas of the city
kisses that feel forbidden, only causing more of an adrenaline rush
honestly though, thoma knows about it because he often acts as correspondence between the two of you.. and everything he knows was learned against his will
"my lord.. im not telling y/n that.." "but it is simply how i feel? this is an order, thoma."
now it isn't too suspicious for him to be talking to you a lot, since your small family business often play a big part in preparations for festivals
nor would it be too suspicious to find you both walking through the festival checking on the stalls, enjoying the atmosphere
but when the grand fireworks display go off, and the both of you are nowhere to be seen.. it gets just the slightest suspicious.. but oh well, not many seem to notice anyways
he loves teasing you and almost exposing your relationship in front of others
"are you free to discuss the layout later?" "a-actually, i have a-" "so it's settled, please meet me in my office"
nothing with you ever feels forced, you make him feel so relaxed. work leaves his mind and insecurities die down
anything he asks of you.. time, affection, forgiveness.. you give him, but also don't let him off so easily. you keep him grounded
he always feels like he's not enough, and that someone else would make you so much happier
"I'm sorry, love.. I-" "no, i love you so much, and i can't imagine a future without you. i don't care how long it takes, what it takes or how, but i believe in us."
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requests are open!! please do not repost on other sites.
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ravisinghs-wife · 1 year ago
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Hii!
Could you please do Aaron Warner x reader dating post? cause I live for that man.

Aaron warner x gn!reader
warnings: ooc!Aaron (?), I changed the timeline and a tiny bit of the plot from unravel me, my poor attempt at writing anything besides headcanon, cringe writing, mention of being drugged, being shot, curse words
word count: 1.6k +
notes to the reader: reader's gift is to make people believe and do everything they say. reader has been at omega point since their childhood and is best friends with kenji. reader wears a dress
other notes to the fic: Juliette and Aaron are just friends (well still kind of enemies, but Aaron's main focus from bringing her to the reestablishment was to help his mom, instead of rescuing her bc he was in love with her), a/n: I am SO sorry that this took so long, I'm currently trying to work on my request before I open them again but I just don't have that much motivation to write rn😭, I hope you still like it:)), my first language isn't English so please respect that, I tried to write something different from what I normally do...
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you two met when he was taken by omega point
after he was allowed outside of his room, and castle made sure that Aaron wouldn't destroy any more furniture, he kept seeing you on his daily walks with castle and began asking questions about you
"what's their name" Aaron looked focused, directing his question to the person joining him on his walk. Castle waited a few seconds before answering Aaron's question: "y/n, their gift is to make people believe and do everything they say" Aaron gave you another intense look before turning his attention to castle again and nodding, to signalize that he understood him.
after that he kept noticing you and eventually agreed to eat dinner with the others, just so he could sit at the same table as you and listen to your conversations with Kenji
you had been friends with Kenji for as long as you could remember, so you always sat at the same table, different friends of yours joining you both, be it Ian, Brendan, lily or the brand new members Adam, James or Juliette, with whom Kenji was especially close
but when the new omega point member, the infamous Aaron Warner joins you both you of course notice him
you also didn't miss the glances he kept sending you
so when castle, who also didn't miss the glances, asked you to train him you rushed to say yes because you just couldn't believe that a person could be so pure evil like Adam pointed him out to be
yes, he let someone tortured your best friend (which you still were pretty pissed about) but you believed that there could be something nice in him and assumed that he was under much stress due to his father, who you haven't heard a single nice thing about
his first training session was on an Tuesday afternoon, to which he arrived exactly on time and in perfect clothing, as if he somehow found a way to iron it
you started with some simple tasks to try to find out what exactly his power is and why he is immune to Juliettes touch
around three sessions later you come to then training session in your prettiest dress that you normally safe for special occasions
aaron, he demanded that you call him by his first name, immediately had one of his rare smiles spread out on his face when he saw you in that dress
he kept asking you to do a twirl so he could see the whole dress but you refused at first
it wasn't until he came closer to you, held your hands carefully in his and asked like a little puppy "please to a twirl for me, my beloved" that you made one with a shocked face
when he saw your expression he rushed to stop you and asked panicked if everything was alright
you told him that he just practiced your gift and couldn't do anything but do a twirl
after that both of you quickly figured out that his gift was to practice other peoples powers and copy them
the night after you are me in his room, trying to work on his powers
you do that until you notice him staring at you
"what's wrong Aaron?" you ask, looking concernt at the boy. you notice that he isn't smiling or grinning a bit like he normally does when you say his name. "my beloved, I- I'll have to leave in the morning. My father can't suspect that I'm here or where exactly omega point is, he'll know soon if i stay longer. I can't put you at this risk." You were shocked to say the least. "Aaron you can't- how would you even do that? Do you even know the way out?" "I wasn't really unconscious when I was brought here, you know? And I found a way to navigate myself around here in the last two months." He looks at your shocked face before adding: "But don't worry, I won't tell my dad or someone else about anything here. I'll hope that you'll miss me the same amount that I will miss you. I hope we will see each other soon again"
He doesn't let you protest any further, gives your hand a gentleman-like kiss and leaves
you had absolutely no idea where he went to, it was his room that you spent your time just mere minutes ago in, after all
still in shock you don't even think about following him, the only thought in your head being that he would be gone tomorrow and will probably spent his time with his pathetic excuse of an father
You don't even think about telling castle or someone else at omega point about Aaron leaving, and at the morning of the very next day you find out that he succeeded
days pass until each member from the rescuing mission of Brendan and Winston, who where both kidnapped my Aaron's psycho dad, Anderson, were ready and prepared to start the mission
the mission seemed to go well until you saw the bombs falling from the sky directly on the place where omega point was located
you were in shock and didn't notice the arms grabbing you and dragging you into a tank
you'd been handcuffed and your eyes were covered with a cloth
there was a voice saying something but you didn't catch was it was saying
someone forced a liquid down your throat and you soon passed out after that
the first thing that you noticed was the warm light
you sat in a kitchen chair but soon noticed that a person, who you assumed to be Anderson, Aaron's dad, because of the obvious resembles, joined you
shit
you didn't catch everything he was saying because you were still feeling dizzy from the drug you were forced to consume, something about revenge, the stupidness of his son (who apparently had joined you two), leading and shooting someone
you soon found out that with someone they meant you, when you were shot in the chest
right into your heart
being shot and drugged at the same day wasn't a nice feeling
you were bleeding and if it didn't stop soon you'd be dead in a few minutes
and if that would happen you couldn't exactly tell because you passed out
for the second time today
it was a shock, to say nicely, when you woke up next to Aaron
he immediately asked you if you were okay but you just stared at him
"I- What the fuck happened?" "my father he- he wanted to 'teach me a lesson'. I'm sorry, my beloved. If I never would've asked him to spare your life he wouldn't have tried to kill you or make me try to kill you." he rambled, trying to explain the earlier actions. But one question was still lingering in your head: "why exactly would you have asked him to spare my life?" He could've carered so much more about someone else's life than yours. Juliettes or maybe James. Besides his constant dining you were sure that he cared at least a bit for them. "Because I care for you, my beloved." You don't know what to say after this confession and just look at him and take his hand into yours.
that's how you met&lt;33 sorry, I got carried away
anyway
that man SPOILS you
you see a pretty flower at the market? It's yours. There is a new collectors edition of your favorite book, but it's out of your price range right now? It's on your desk the next day. The limited edition vinyl that just restocked? already ordered, you get the deal
despite everything he says he actually loves dogs and you'll get one when everything with the reestablishment is over
he'll always pick out fancy colars for the dog and style it<3
he definitely has a fashion blog and posts his daily outfits on there
he'll also pick out your outfit everyday and he always tries for you two to match
every time you go shopping with Juliette and/or Kenji he insists on tagging along so you don't chose some ridiculous clothing items that would wash you out or something
he's obsessed with coffee after delalieu introduced him to it
and when you already like coffee you two have this ritual that every Sunday you guys drink a cup coffee on your balcony and just enjoy the early morning
but if you don't like coffee he always tries to get you into it and 'accidentally' places an extra cup on the breakfast table
"i promise my beloved, it's really good you just have to try it for once"
his love languages are words of affirmations and physical touch
he can't go longer than five minutes without touching you
he always has his hand rested on your lower back or holds your hand because your touch comforts and relaxes him<33
also loves to hold your pinkies
he may not look like it but he LOVES cuddling
you can't sleep anymore without you normally grumpy boyfriend squeezing you like his life depended on it
he also loves to rest his head on your belly before sleeping, while you both read something
he's so mesmerized by your presence
he tells you at least ten times a day how gorgeous, smart or lovely you are
you could literally just walk to the kitchen to get a snack and he'd drop everything to tell you how much he loves you
at the beginning of your relationship he was way more open than you expected with his feelings and already told you one month in the relationship that he loved you
I don't know why but I think he'd write you poems frequently
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analogwriting · 6 months ago
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The Walk-in
Killer x gn!reader (afab edition) word count: 4.2k amab vers. a/n: i got this idea from a revelation i had about how im pretty sure every walk-in in every restaurant ever has been boned in at least once. my source to site is me bc ive been working in the food industry since i was, like, 12.
“Oh my god, y/n, have you seen the new cook?” Your best friend, Wire, spoke up from behind the bar. He was currently wiping it down, preparing for the rush that would be starting soon. 
You were bussing tables when he spoke up, you paused, walking over to him and tossing the rag over your shoulder. “I haven't. Isn't he a friend of the owner’s son or something?”
“Yeah. Met him in college.”
“Ah. Friend hire.” You made a face, causing Wire to laugh. He knows how much you weren't a fan of people being hired just because they knew someone who worked there - especially when it came to the owner. “They never last.” You shook your head. 
“Oh, c'mon. I heard his cooking is great.”
You raised an eyebrow as you went back to wiping down tables. “Biased opinions, probably. Of course they're gonna say his cooking is great. But good cooking isn’t everything in this line or work. You and I both know that.”
Wire had a thoughtful look on his face as he nodded. “That's true.” There'd been plenty of instances where a good cook was hired, but they couldn't deal with the rush or crazy customers. None of them would last through the night. “He seems like he'll hold well.”
You snorted, standing up and folding your arms across your chest. “That's what you said about the last guy.” You rolled your eyes with a grin. The poor sap didn't last half an hour. 
“I was being optimistic?” You snorted and shook your head. “Oh sure. Optimistic.”
“I'm sure he'll become overwhelmed and leave within the hour.” That was your bet. You didn't usually expect much from newcomers, especially friend hires. 
“Wow, not even giving me a real shot, huh?” A deep voice came up from behind you. A shiver ran down your spine - not from fear, but from the sheer attractiveness his voice had. Oh shit.
You turned around and the air left your lungs as the most beautiful and sexy man stood behind you. You blinked, trying to find words to say but your brain wasn't fully caught up with the situation. Holy shit, this was the finest man you'd ever seen in your life. 
“You must be the head server with the high expectations then.” You opened your mouth to say something - only for nothing to come out. You glared over at Wire who held his hands up in surrender with a shit eating grin on his face. He knew that this man was exactly your type and chose to retain that information. 
A sly grin spread across the cook's face. “Cat got your tongue? Where'd all that barking go?” 
Your eyes widened, one of them twitching. Oh, he had a mouth on him too. It was on. 
Finally, your brain caught up. It'd felt like eternity, but it was only a few seconds. You folded your arms across your chest, an unimpressed look crossing your features. “I believe I am giving you a chance, just don't have high hopes. Can’t in this line of work - takes a special breed.” 
You looked him up and down. Fuck, he was fine as hell. “Anyway. They say you're a good cook. The customers will be the judge of that. That's not all, however. Where most people fumble is service itself. Always ends up being too much for people - too busy.” 
Then your brain circled back to what he had said earlier. “And of course I have high expectations. I only want what's best for this place and I don't need people wasting mine or my coworkers time.” 
The man before you just had an amused look on his face as he watched you. That irritated the shit out of you for reasons you couldn’t specify at the moment. “Don't worry, I won't be wasting anyone's time. I assure you, I won't be going anywhere either. You better get used to me now,” he crooned, leaning in as he spoke.
Your eyes narrowed at him. You wanted to punch him in his smug little face. “I've had plenty like you, too. Big talk. Think they'll last. Usually, they're the quickest to leave. Honestly, I’m being generous with an hour.” 
He chuckled, straightening back out. “We'll see when I'm still here after rush then, huh? If I stick it out, which I will, what do I get for winning the bet?”
The sheer audacity of this man. You stared at him, but didn't hesitate in your answer. “A job, duh.” You rolled your eyes. “I don't have time for this. I have a floor to prep.”
The cook laughed. It was one of the most beautiful sounds you ever heard. Damn, you must just be horny. It had been a while since you've gotten laid, but you also had a rule of never sleeping with your coworkers. You didn't knock others for doing it, you just didn't personally. You felt it made things complicated - though you were also an overthinker. Too many what ifs. What if it didn’t work out? What if you hated working together? What if you spent too much time together? What if, what if, what if?
“I'll see you after dinner rush then.” He winked at you and your heart almost stopped. Jesus fuck, you were down bad for a man you wanted to strangle. He walked off, leaving you standing there with Wire. You watched him leave, admiring his fat ass as he left before you turned back to your best friend.
He burst into laughter and you narrowed your eyes. “You're the worst, you know that?” That caused him to laugh harder. “Oh my god. I was just waiting for the moment for the part where you both just tear off each other's clothes and start going at each other right there, holy shit.”
Your face immediately warmed up. “Shut up, Wire. No one asked you.” You folded your arms across your chest with a frown. “You could've fucking warned me he was hotter ‘n hell.” 
Wire laughed again. “And miss the look on your face? That was priceless. I've never seen you be so taken aback before. The great y/n rendered speechless by the new cook.”
“Don't call him the new cook. He's gotta prove himself first.”
Another chuckle came from your best friend and he shook his head. You sighed, looking in the direction said man had left.
“What are you thinking about now?”
“How it's a shame he's not a baker with all that cake he's got. And how I wouldn't mind him icing mine.” Wire burst into laughter again and you just shook your head, clicking your tongue. “Too bad he won't last.”
Your attention shifted to the customers that walked in and you headed over to greet them. 
--
Rush was busier than usual. It was always insane, but it was even more so tonight. This was something you usually lived for, the chaos of the floor. It kept things interesting and helped time fly by. Slow nights drove you insane, which is why you were always scheduled the busiest nights too. Plus, you were insanely good at your job.
Being head server, your main job was just making sure that things were going out on time, keeping tabs on your servers, and taking care of any customer issues. You were technically a manager, yes, but you liked the title of head server better.
However, you could feel eyes on you all night. Yes, that's typically normal considering you're a server, but this was different. You also knew exactly who the culprit was. The new fucking cook. Every time you headed to the back or to the window, his eyes were on you. You'd glance at him, catching him red handed. 
Only, he didn't look away like most people. He kept his stare, only offering up a grin and the occasional wink as he cooked. Your body heated up every time, flustered that he was so casual.  Your mind was running wild with what you wanted him to do to you. You tried to keep yourself busy, but the growing heat across your whole body was making it hard. 
You tried to lie to yourself, saying it was because rush was busier than usual and you were running around even more. Every time you finally started calming down, he seemed to appear out of nowhere with his stupid smile, sending you into a spiral again. 
You could honestly punch him, that might just solve your problems. He was aggravating in every sense of the word. His cocky attitude was getting to you, making you even crabbier than you already had been. You were trying your best not to take it out on your fellow servers or the customers. It was fine for the most part. 
After rush, you asked another server to cover the one table you had left so you could take a minute. You immediately beelined it to the walk in. You flung the door open, unbuttoning your shirt a few times as you walked in. You closed your eyes, listening to the hum of the fans keeping it cool, and taking a deep breath as you fanned yourself with your hand.
Then the door opened, revealing the new guy. Someone mentioned his name was Killer. Funny. You wonder how he ended up with a stupid nickname like that. 
You glared at him as the smug smile spread across his face. Unfortunately, you knew he didn't end up leaving. His eyes being glued to you all night constantly reminded you that he had proven you wrong. He actually had done pretty well and the customers seemed to enjoy his cooking. He'd be sticking around as long as he wanted now - the job was his. Which also meant you had to deal with the fact that you were going to have to see him almost every day. 
“Guess you're stuck with me now, huh?”
“What are you even here for? Just to bother me?” You were in a foul mood and it was all his fault. You weren’t in the mood for his cocky attitude or ‘I told you so’ right now
“Well, I originally came back here to grab something but now I don't even remember what it was supposed to be now that you're in front of me looking like that.”
You looked down at yourself, confused. “What? Gonna make fun of me?” You were disheveled and hot, your skin flushed in some places. 
“No. You actually look really good like that.” A lazy smile appeared on his face as he folded his arms and leaned against the shelves. What the hell was he doing?
You could feel your body growing warmer despite the cooler air being blown at you. “The hell is your fucking angle? You've been staring all night and now you’re saying weird shit.” 
He blinked, raising his eyebrows. “And here I thought I was being obvious.” 
You stared at him for a moment as your head spun. What did- oh. Your eyes widened slightly and his grin grew. “Now you got it.”
Though, he didn't have much time to say anything else before you essentially pounced on him. You couldn't take it anymore, he'd been riling you up all night and you were at your wits end. And he was here, basically telling you to screw him. Actually, literally. 
You had walked over, grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt and kissed him hard. He grinned into you, wrapping his arms around you. “Finally,” he mumbled. 
You shook your head. “Don't let your big mouth ruin it.” He just laughed before kissing you again, patting your ass. You took the hint, hopping up and wrapping your legs around him. He held you with ease, hands firmly on your ass as he pinned you to the shelves. He squeezed you hard, making a small whine escape your lips. 
Your own hands pressed against his chest before pausing. You felt something through his shirt. “Oh my god - are your nipples pierced?” You had never moved faster than you were right now as you undid his shirt. 
He blinked in confusion at your sudden shift of attention, disoriented and a little pouty that you pulled away like you did.
You opened his shirt and, lo and behold, piercings. Your eyebrow raised and a grin spread across your face. “Now, that's hot as hell,” you mused as you ran your hands across his broad chest and piercings, tugging at them a bit. You heard him inhale slightly but before you could play much further, you were set on the ground, lips attacking your neck. 
You felt his teeth graze your neck before lightly biting at you as a hand slipped past your waistband and you felt him begin to toy with you. Getting right to business. 
Immediately, you melted into him, your hands gripping his shirt as your breathing grew shallow and labored. You cursed under your breath, your legs spreading slightly to give him better access. You definitely didn't see yourself shagging this man so quickly, if at all, and especially in the walk in. Who the hell were you at this point?
Though, it wouldn't be the first time someone hooked up in here and it also wouldn't be the last. You just never thought it'd be you.
“Fuck,” you whined, feeling his fingers circle your clit before sliding down further and a single finger teasing your folds. He kissed you again, patting your thigh. Once again, you knew what he was asking, hiking up your leg and he held it as one of his thick fingers slipped inside of you. You gasped, moaning against him. Fuck, you hated how much you were loving this. The last thing he needed was an ego boost. 
But honestly, you were too horny to care. 
You were ripped out of what little thoughts you had when he slid in another finger, moving them around inside you. You moaned loudly, causing him to kiss you once more to keep you quiet. Sure, the walk in had the constant fan to keep things cool and it muffled noise, but it wasn't completely soundproof. 
Knowing your coworkers, if they noticed both of you gone, they more than likely put two and two together. Especially the longer you were gone. You were kind of surprised that no one checked the walk-in yet, they were typically nosey as hell. 
Your moans were growing louder and you rolled your hips against his hand, wanting more. “You're a noisy one, hm?” 
“Says the one who cant shut the fuck up,” you mumbled back, breathlessly. He just grinned, inserting another digit, causing you to shudder and moan again. He moved his fingers around, his thumb stimulating your clit as he did so. He was hitting all the right spots and it was driving you insane. 
“Keep your leg up,” he said as he let go before reaching that hand around you to untie your apron. He emptied it out and rolled it up all with one hand. You watched in confusion but as soon as you opened your mouth to ask what he was doing the cloth was shoved into your mouth. Your eyes widened in surprise.
“Since someone can't keep quiet, I'm not going to be able to focus on ruining you and keeping you quiet.” Your face turned red, your body heating up even more. You felt like you were on fire. This was the most embarrassing situation you've been in but holy shit did it turn you on. 
Before you had much time to react, his hand placed itself back holding your leg and his other hand began to move inside of you. His fingers moved fast and ruthlessly, his thumb assaulting your clit in the process. Your eyes widened at the sudden change of movement, moaning loudly. The apron muffled it, so maybe he'd been right. You don't know how to keep quiet. Shit, how was this man single? With hands like this? 
You felt a coil tightening deep within you, your hips rolling and grinding against him. You were moaning and whining. The apron was going to be soaked by the end of this endeavor.
Right before you reached your climax, he stopped moving before pulling his fingers out of you. You whined in protest, looking at him with desperation. You should've expected something like this at this point, but you were so lost in the sauce that you forgot who was currently fucking you right now.
He spun you around, pressing you into the shelves, and pulling your ass out. He gave you a firm smack, making you whine into the apron. Fuck, he was driving you insane. It's like he knew exactly what you liked. 
A shiver ran down your spine as he pulled your pants down, exposing you to the cold air of the walk in. It also didn't help that you were soaking wet either, making things even colder. You gripped onto the shelves before you, trying to keep yourself from shivering anymore. 
Soon, you felt his body heat close to you. Now a shiver of anticipation ran down your spine. You had felt him press against you earlier when you were making out. He had felt big and usually you'd end up on your knees, getting a nice jaw exercise before you ended up getting railed. However, Killer kind of just took the lead and took care of you. Which isn't something you were really used to. You were also used to usually ending up having to finish yourself off. 
But by the looks of things that wouldn't be the case this time. 
Killer pressed a kiss to your shoulder before leaning into your ear. You felt the heat of his body wash over you, the sudden temperature shift making you shiver. “If its too much, bang on the shelf twice.” You just raised an eyebrow at him. If only you didn't have this makeshift gag, you would've said something smart. 
“Don't worry,” he said. “I can read your comment in your eyes.” You just narrowed your eyes at him, making him grin - he was eating every moment of this up. You weren’t sure how you felt about him already knowing you so well.
Your glare didn’t last very long before you felt the fat head of his cock press against you. A sharp inhale went through your nose in surprise, not expecting him to be quite that large - he was about the same size as some of your bigger toys. Your eyes rolled back as he began to slide his way into you. You groaned, gripping onto the shelving as you stretched around him. You could feel him throbbing against you as your own walls throbbed trying to expand enough to fit him.
You took each inch of him like a champ, spreading your legs more and bending over to get him to fit all inside of you. He eventually bottomed out and you both were panting as he paused for a moment. You could tell he was holding himself back, which you appreciated. You’d rather not have anything tear. That was never a pleasant experience.
“Look at that,” he breathed. “You took in every inch of me. Good job, baby.” His voice was low as he spoke into your ear. You weren’t exactly sure about the petname, but fuck hearing the praise made your head swim. What was up with you? You were never this submissive. 
You moved, pressing into him slightly as you whined. You needed him to move. He just chuckled, but luckily took the hint.
He pulled out of you slowly, almost agonizingly slow. You knew he had to be messing with you. You glared at him over your shoulder and he just grinned back at you. You had half a mind to take the apron out and say something. You started to reach for it when he slammed back into you. Your eyes widened, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as they rolled back. A strangled scream erupted from your throat as you felt yourself climax suddenly. Pleasure ripped through your body, every inch of you shaking as you held onto the shelves for dear life. 
Your breathing was heavy, labored. You hadn’t been expecting that in the slightest. You thought he’d take it a little easier, but at the same time you’d never felt anything that good…probably ever.
“Too much?” You looked at him through your blurred vision, shaking your head. A smile appeared on his face, replacing the concern that had been there. “I knew you could take it,” he said. In that moment, you realized he was panting pretty heavily too. His skin glistened with sweat, hair sticking to his face. Fuck, he was one of the most beautiful men you’d ever seen in your life.
His hands gripped onto your hips and you knew you were about to have your shit absolutely rocked. You gripped the shelves, bracing yourself. As you predicted, he absolutely started to go to town. One way station to pound town, population: you. Or however the saying went. In moments, the sound of skin against skin mixed with grunts and moans was filling the walk in. You just silently prayed that the cooling system was loud enough to muffle the noise for the most part. 
You didn’t dwell on this too long as your mind was slipping further and further into the lusty abyss of pleasure. Your entire body felt like it was on fire despite the fans blowing right on the two of you. You wouldn’t have been surprised if you the cooler was going to end up being on the warmer side after all was said and done.
With the absolute ferocity he was drilling into you, you wouldn’t be surprised if you couldn’t walk or had some serious bruising tomorrow. You knew you’d have to push through it though because tomorrow was your double. Fuck, you really didn’t think this through. Hell, you didn’t think at all.
Again, your thoughts came and went, never sticking around for long and soon just nonexistent. Your eyes were practically glued to the back of your head as he used you. This was the railing of a lifetime. You’d already came once and you could feel yourself on the cusp of another. Killer was also about at his wits end too - his movements were growing more desperate and erratic.
You reached the edge first, feeling your body shudder once more as euphoria washed over you with your climax. You let out a muffled, long moan. His hips also stilled as he came hard as well. You were filled with warmth, feeling overly stuffed even more so before feeling some of it leaking down your leg. Damn, just how much did he unleash inside of you?
You were slumped against the shelving, trying to collect yourself. Your eyes were closed as you panted heavily, too weak to make any movement right now. Killer was panting too, placing soft kisses along your shoulders and neck while whispering soft praises that made your head spin a little more. 
After a few minutes, he reached over, pulling the soggy apron out of your mouth. “Holy shit,” you mumbled, coughing a bit. 
He slowly pulled out of you, making you whine slightly. You shivered as you were suddenly left empty, still too weak to move. He shoved himself back into his pants before helping you. He dressed you back up; pants on, apron around your waist. He stood you back up. “Are you alright?”
At this point, you weren’t sure - still on cloud nine. “I think I’ll be fine.” You stretched a bit, wincing slightly. “Tomorrow’s gonna suck though.” 
“I can cover for you.”
You looked at him for a moment before bursting into laughter. “No offense, but I think you’d be a shit server.” 
He frowned. “And here I thought shagging you would take the attitude out of you.” 
You raised a brow, putting your hands on your hips. “Is that what you thought? Sorry, this isn’t something that comes from needing to be laid. I’m just always a bitch - personality trait.” You shrugged, retying your apron. You fixed yourself up before looking over at Killer. You snorted, buttoning his shirt back up.
“Looks like I’ll just have to try again.” A smug smile appeared on his face and you looked at him, a smile tugging on the corners of your own. “You can try as many times as you want, loverboy. It ain’t happening.” 
“I’ll ice that cake anytime.” Your eyes widened at his words and he laughed. “Yeah, I heard your little baker comment earlier. So you like my ass?” He winked, making your face turn red. “Fix your hair,” you mumbled. “Make it look less obvious we just boned.”
“Yes, boss.”
You rolled your eyes, flinging the walk-in door open to reveal several of your coworkers standing there. Wire grinned widely, a smug look on his face. “Everyone owes me twenty bucks.” There were collective groans. “No one knows our head server better than me, you should’ve known better than to bet against me.” He shook his head, holding his hand out as everyone forked over money. 
“But they literally never sleep with anyone that works here ever,” someone protested, pouting.
You knew right then and there - you were never going to hear the end of this.
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youthinluv · 1 year ago
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our beloved summer
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Cause we lost the summer Whеn we lost each other
sypnosis ; videos of zhanghao being part of a documentary during his teens resurfaced and went viral after 5 long years. while many people found him adorable, most people are also curious about his co-star, who he seems to have good chemistry with. what happens when people start to demand their reunion and an interview?
pairing ; zhanghao x gn! reader
wc ; 6175
genre ; inspired by the kdrama of the same name, angst, some fluff
tags ; non idol!reader, academic rivals to friends to lovers, pretty dialogue heavy, kuanjui as their highschool friend bc why not !! zb1 permanent group (real) since i'll have this set in 2015-2021 and 2026 as present day 😜
playlist ; we lost the summer - txt, why didn't you stop me? - mitski
author's note ; mandatory english isn't my first language message here !!!! the backstory (?) for this is actually more lighthearted compared to what u see in the actual kdrama 😭 not rlly happy w how this turned out tbh but i still wanted to push this out. i had to cut a lot down and speed everything to filter out the filler, so it may seem a little rushed/all over the place. the formatting and povs are also kind of a mess so pls bear w me 💔
———
'ZEROBASEONE's Center Zhanghao Goes Viral After Fans Find Him in An Old Documentary From High School'
Sometimes, we can't help but wonder how our favorite idols were back in highschool, or pre-debut, since we know little to nothing about them back then.
But that doesn't seem to be the case for ZEROBASEONE's center Zhanghao, who recently went viral after an old highschool documentary resurfaced, where he starred the films that walked us through his everyday life as a highschool student.
What's even more interesting is that he also had a co-star alongside him, going by the name Y/N L/N. 
While many people found Zhanghao adorable, most seem to be more interested in this mystery person, speculating that they were even dating due to their good chemistry as seen in the documentary.
Fans are now asking for their reunion to see how they're doing and if they are still connected.
———
"Hyung? Who's Y/N L/N?"
Ricky asked, reading through the Koreaboo article that caught his attention after seeing the headline.
Zhanghao, who was on his phone, snapped his head up at the mention of the name.
It was a busy day, they were preparing for one of the many promotional stages they were doing for their debut.
"Huh?" was all he could respond with. He wasn't expecting your name to be mentioned again after so long, especially from one of his own members.
"Oh you didn't see it yet? You're going viral because apparently, people found your old documentary from highschool and someone named Y/N L/N co-starred with you?"
Matthew spoke, he leaned on Ricky's shoulder as he read the article again on the younger man's phone.
Hm. Zhanghao wasn't exactly sure how to answer. In all honesty, he completely forgot about the documentary until now.
Eventually, he settled on a vague answer. 
"Oh, yeah. They were a friend back from highschool."
"Oooh! Do you still keep in touch with them? I'm surprised you never told me about them.”
Matthew leaned forward, now interested.
"Yah! You were friends with Kuanjui back in highschool?"
Ricky suddenly exclaims. The older men both look over and see him watching the documentary in question. Kuanjui, Zhanghao and who they presume to be Y/N were all in one frame together.
"Wow, is this Y/N? They're super pretty."
Zhanghao snatches the phone from the youngest, earning him a whine of protest.
"Do you mind? We're almost up next so you can't be slacking off right now.
Ricky pouts while Matthew laughs at their antics. As if on cue, their manager came in and told everyone else that they had to go soon. Zhanghao returns the phone to Ricky with a warning, and they all make their way to the side stage.
As they do so, Zhanghao's phone gets left behind. The phone lit up and a light 'ding!' signified that a text message got sent to him.
———
Soft music played throughout the room, it was calm and quiet.
Y/N sat near the window, the bright sunlight shining through as they hummed along to the song in the background while she painted calculated strokes on the large canvas.
Just then, Y/N's friend barges in, seemingly frantic.                                 "Hey, Y/N! Have you seen this? Why didn't you tell me you knew??"
Eve stops in her tracks, after seeing the confused expression on their face.
"What?"
"You're telling me you know THE Zhanghao?! And why are people saying you probably even dated him? And you were friends with Kuanjui too?? I'm a fan of theirs, why didn't you tell me?!"
She continued to spit question after question to you, who looked at her with confusion and disbelief.
"Wait, hold on... where did you even get any of this?" Y/N interrupts, causing Eve to trail off from her rambling.
"Oh, so you really haven't seen yet? Apparently you were part of a documentary along with Zhanghao, and it showed you being friends with Kuanjui back in highschool. You're on Koreaboo and Soompi! Why didn't I hear any of this?!"
The mention of a documentary hit them with the realization. Of why Eve was freaking out about this, and everything she said suddenly made sense.
"Wait, what? Documentary? And I'm on Koreaboo and Soompi because of it? Is that why my phone's been blowing up?" they sulk in their seat little.
"I completely forgot I even did that..." they mumbled to themself.
Y/N runs their fingers through their hair. "Okay, fine, yeah it was me. The documentary was all Kuanjui's idea too, since he wanted to pursue being a film director back then before he decided on wanting to be an idol. It's a long story."
"Really? I mean... I have all day." Eve grins, while Y/N shoots back an incredulous look.
"Well good for you then, but I unfortunately don't. I still have to finish this project. It's very important."
"Man! You're such a killjoy!"
Y/N's phone lit up, but this time, with a different tone, which was a relief after the plethora of the notifications they got from random people finding and following their personal social media accounts. 
Looking at the notification, it was a text message from Kuanjui with a simple "hey".
———
"...I'm sorry?" 
Y/N stared at Kuanjui across as if he just told them he lost their most prized possession.
"Look! It won't even be that bad, it's just an interview and you can be done and over with everything by then." he tried to reason.
"Okay, but... why?"
"Why not? The people are curious to see how you're doing, amongst other things."
"Other things like...?" Y/N raises an eyebrow.
"Like how you two are doing as a pair! And I can't blame them, you two really did have good chemistry, everyone can see it, even me! If I didn't know you two personally, I'd also wanna know how the both of you are doing."
Kuanjui leans closer across the table closer to them, a sly grin on his face. "Besides, you'll get paid for it." 
Y/N didn't really have any other counter for that, aside simply not wanting to. And besides, they were at least getting something out of it. After briefly pondering, they let out a sigh.
"...Fine. I'll do it."
Kuanjui almost jumped out of his seat. "Really?! Oh my god!"
"Actually, have you even asked Zhanghao himself yet? Do you think his agency will allow this?"
"Don't worry, I'll get him on board with this. Just trust me."
———
Zhanghao almost choked on his food. Kuanjui had to help him and made him drink water.
After calming down, he tries to distract himself by grilling the meat they had in front of them.
"Are you joking?"
"Nope. And before you ask, both Dispatch and I already talked to your agency about it, they think it'll be great publicity." replied Kuanjui.
Zhanghao sighs. "And here I thought you just wanted to be nice and treat me to dinner. If only I knew you're doing this to try and convince me to this... crazy idea of yours." he pauses. "Why though? You know we're both doing fine even if we don't do this."
"Why not? There's no reason for you to not do it, right? I thought you two ended on okay terms? If there's no bad blood and if you really moved on, then you should have no problem with this." Kuanjui counters, folding his arms and staring at Zhanghao.
The older man looks like he wants to say something back, but no words come out of his mouth.
Zhanghao knows he's right. There really isn't any good reason for him to decline. In reality, he was just avoiding Y/N and wanted to keep that up, even if he didn't know the reason why he was doing that in the first place.
"Please! You'll get paid if you do this, I promise I'll make it worth your time." Kuanjui pleads.
"Of course I did! They said yes too. Unlike you, it didn't take me this much convincing for them to be on board."
Silence followed. Zhanghao clearly seemed to be thinking and considering it, clear enough for Kuanjui to get the hint and attempt to reassure him.
"Look, you don't have to give me an answer right now, so don't worry. But, please please please just think about it and consider doing it."
At this, Zhanghao reluctantly nodded, mentally going through his possible options and ways to approach this situation.
———
"Jiwoong hyung? Can I ask you for some advice?"
Zhanghao asked the man who was making the two of them a cup of coffee. Zhanghao had gotten home quite late and Jiwoong stayed up to wait for him.
"Sure. What's up? Is this about the documentary?"
He replied, placing the mugs on the table.
"Huh? How'd you know?"
Jiwoong chuckled. "Ah, well, I actually overheard Kuanjui talking to some higher ups at the company earlier. Something about you doing an interview with the other person in the documentary?"
"Well... you know how Kuanjui and I had dinner earlier? He actually asked me to do an interview with the other person in the documentary."
"Okay, and you're asking me for advice because...?"
Zhanghao hesitates, before realizing if he doesn't answer honestly, he'll never get the advice he actually needs.
"The thing is, that 'other person' is actually now my ex, and I haven't seen nor heard from them ever since we broke up, so..." he trails off, unsure of what else to say.
As if he read his mind, Jiwoong cuts in "You're avoiding them and now don't know how to handle seeing them again?"
The younger nods, slightly surprised that he managed to almost exactly pin down the situation.
"Well, did you two end and last saw each other on bad terms? Because if that's the case, then I'd probably turn down the offer if that's the case."
"Ah, no..." Zhanghao replies "I actually don't know why I'm avoiding them, especially since it was basically a mutual agreement."
Jiwoong cocks an eyebrow at this. "So you're asking me if you should take the opportunity? Is that it?"
The former nods again, starting to become a little flustered.
"I mean, if you guys didn't have an unhealthy relationship or a messy break up, I don't see why you shouldn't. You said it yourself, it was a mutual breakup. Maybe you two will find some closure too."
Zhanghao lets his head fall to the table, mumbling. "Kuanjui said something along the lines of that too..."
"If two third parties said the same thing, then it's probably best to follow along with it. Trust me, maybe you'll get something good out of it."
———
"I'll do it."
A thud could be heard from the other side of the phone, followed by the sounds of fabric being frantically ruffled. "Seriously?!"
"Yeah. I thought about it and talked to some people, and I've decided that I'll do it."
"Oh my god, thank you so much, Zhanghao! I promise, I'll make it worth your time."
Beep—
And with that, the call between Kuanjui and Zhanghao dropped as the former immediately went to make another call.
"Hello?—"
"Y/N! Zhanghao just called me. He said he'll do it."
"...He did? That's surprising, but good to know."
"Yeah! I still have to make some calls, so I'll talk to you later, but I'll let you know if they'll release more info."
———
"Oh, so you agreed to the interview with Y/N?"
Matthew looks at Zhanghao, recalling the exchange they had a few days before.
"Really?! Oh, I'm definitely seated for that. I binged the episodes they put out and you guys had really good chemistry." Ricky peers up from his phone. 
"Good to know you followed my advice." Jiwoong interjects, stopping himself mid bite, before asking Ricky what he even meant by 'being seated for that'.
"Hm? You asked Jiwoong hyung for advice? Why though?" Matthew asks once again, tilting his head.
"Ah, that's because..."
Zhanghao trails off, stopping himself for a moment.
"Y/N is actually ex. My only one, by the way. I told both the company and Dispatch that so, they might use it as part of the interview. The company didn't seem to mind that though."
The room suddenly went silent, the rest of the members looking at their center, causing him to become flustered.
"Yah! Why'd you guys go all quiet all of a sudden?! You're not supposed to be eavesdropping!"
Then, the room erupted. Now Zhanghao had to endure his members' endless teasing.
Later that night, he sat in his room. After a lot of consideration and debating with himself, he decided to watch the documentary where it all started.
Staring at the screen, he hesitated to press play.
On the other hand, Y/N was also in the same situation. Little did they know that they were both facing the same dilemma.
They both sat in front of their laptops and stared at the screens. In front of them were videos that contained their highschool moments and memories.
After heavy debating, they finally pressed play, all the memories flooding back to them.
—2015—
"Okay, class. I'll be giving back your test papers, so please take note of your scores."
The teacher handed the graded papers back, giving time for everyone to recieve their own.
Y/N recieved their paper. Looking at it, they saw that they got full marks. 
'Yes!'
They cheered to themself, peering across the room to look at Zhanghao to try and see his reaction. 
"Also, congratulations to both Y/N and Zhanghao for getting full marks! Please keep it up."
At that, Y/N had to resist the urge of banging their head against the table.
'Nevermind. Forget it.'
Y/N always saw Zhanghao as an academic rival, but he doesn't know that. He always kept to himself and carried on.
And that's how it always was for them, back and forth. Zhanghao doing his usual, while Y/N did everything to stay on top.
Sometimes it'd work, sometimes it wouldn't. No matter though, Zhanghao never failed to greet them, which in turn made them more irritated about it.
———
"Seriously? I forgot my umbrella..."
Y/N rummaged through her bag for the nth time again, as if by some miracle, the umbrella will show up.
They sighed, looking up and watching the pouring heavy rain.
"You forgot your umbrella?"
Zhanghao came from behind and stood next to them
"Yeah. What, gonna rub it in my face?"
He looked at them incredulously, almost looking offended.
"Um, no? I was gonna offer to walk with you to wherever you were going. I don't think you have an option anyways, since everyone's already pretty much left."
He's right. It was almost 5pm and the school was almost emptied out. If they remained stubborn and turned down his offer, they’d probably have to wait until the rain stopped, which clearly looked like it wasn’t happening anytime soon.
“Ah… I was planning to drop by this cafe nearby before heading home. I’m not sure if you have the time for that, though, so it’s all good if you just go ahead without me.”
“What are you talking about? I’m not leaving you here like this. Besides, I actually have a lot of free time but nothing to do, so I’ll come with you, don’t worry about it.”
Y/N stared at him, unsure of what to feel. Zhanghao then motioned them to go ahead, which they did.
The cafe visit and walk there was silent. Zhanghao didn’t seem to mind but Y/N on the other hand had a lot of thoughts running through their mind. The pair lightly bickered in line, with Zhanghao offering to pay for both their food and drinks while Y/N insisted on covering the expenses instead.
“Please, let me. Just think of it as thanks for helping out tonight.”
Zhanghao then let out a huff in defeat, stating that he’ll pay next time instead and that he’ll walk them home instead. His resolve was made clear and it was obvious he wouldn’t take no for an answer, so they reluctantly accepted.
More silence ensued for the walk until Y/N spoke for the first time since leaving the cafe.
“I’ve been meaning to ask… why are you doing this in the first place?”
“Hm? Why, does it bother you?”
Y/N sighed. “I should be asking you that. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I don’t really like you.” Zhanghao couldn’t help but laugh lightly at that. “Ouch. Is it because you consider me as an academic rival? ‘Cause I feel like the energy you’ve been trying to give me, aside from Kuanjui kind of implying it too…”
“Huh, you knew?” Y/N looked at him shocked, while he returned an amused expression. “You always gave me dirty looks when I’d score higher than you, and you’d always look my way with this smug look when you’re the one who’d score higher than me. It can be pretty obvious you’re rubbing things in sometimes, you know.”
They looked away, embarrassed. Y/N seriously didn’t think they were being that obvious to him about it, but looks like they thought wrong.
The man before them put a reassuring hand on their shoulder as they chewed on their lip trying to come up with an excuse. 
“It’s alright, if it’s that serious for you I can hold back and let you rank 1st every time.”
Y/N’s heart fluttered just a little at the idea of him being willing to do that before they quickly snapped back to reality.
“W–Wait, no! I don’t want you to give all that up just for me, I promise. Besides, if I knew you were doing that, it’ll take away the feeling because it's… inorganic? So please, I’d feel even worse if you did that.”
“...Are you sure?” “Yeah. I’ll just work even harder to keep beating you next time! So you better watch out.”
Y/N nodded, hitting Zhanghao’s shoulder which caused him to burst out laughing.
By the time they both got home, they already considered each other friends and were on much better terms. 
Soon enough, they warmed up to each other and hung out with Kuanjui together. They became an inseparable trio and always were seen together.
“Ohohoh! What’s this, Zhanghao and Y/N talking? That’s a first!”
Kuanjui approaches the pair and they noticed he held a camera in his hand, talking to it.
“Yah, shut up! What are you even doing with that?” Y/N lightly hits his shoulder as Zhanghao bites back a laugh.
“Ow! I’m trying to record as much of our highschool days as I can, like a documentary! What’s it to you anyways?”
He replies, rubbing his arm.
Y/N doesn’t say anything back glaring at him as he turns away and starts rambling to the camera.
Time passed and little by little, Y/N and Zhanghao slowly developed feelings for each other. They grew closer and more comfortable with each other. Glances from across their classroom turned into small, unsure touches, and little gifts with a “it reminded me of you, I thought you’d like it.” [ITALICS]
—2016—
Summer has come. The sun shone brightly and the pair stood at a spot they always came back to. It overlooked the city and they could see the lotus flowers in bloom in the nearby garden.
While Y/N admired the view, Zhanghao admired the person next to him. Silent and looking softly at their smiling face. Y/N felt his gaze and turned their head, slightly flustered once they realized that he’s been staring the entire time.
“You’re staring” “I know.”
“...Are you okay?” At this, Zhanghao gulped, unsure if he should say it. ‘It’s now or never. If you don’t tell them now, when will you?’ he thought to himself. Mustering all his courage, he takes a deep breath and faces Y/N again.
“Can I tell you something? Please promise me this won’t ruin our friendship.”
Y/N looks back at him with a confused expression, unsure of how to respond.
“Um, okay. Is everything alright though? You’re kind of scaring me…”
“I like you, Y/N.”
Just then, it was almost like time stopped between them. Y/N stood in shocked silence for a while before Zhanghao started mumbling.
“Itsokayifyoudon’tlikemebackIjusthopethisdoesn’truinourfriendshipan—”
“Hey, hey! It’s okay!” Y/N took his head between their hands, forcing him to look at them. After noticing he calms down, they continue.
“I, um. Actually like you too, so…” they continue, sheepishly rubbing their arm and looking away, flustered. 
It was Zhanghao’s turn to be shocked and silent. He was visibly processing the information before he looked back at Y/N. “Seriously?”
He gets a nod in response. After realizing that Y/N really was being serious, he couldn’t help but break out into a smile and pull them in a tight hug.
They both laugh and start to excitedly talk about where their relationship goes from here, all while they looked back at the colorful lotus flowers in front of them.
———
“Hey, are you serious about taking the Gaokao so soon?”
Y/N asked Zhanghao, who sat across from them and next to Kuanjui.
“Hmm, well, yeah. I actually meet the criteria and have the qualifications for it. You should go for it, too! You’re just as qualified for that as I am.”
“And leave me here?” Kuanjui cuts in, whining.
“Urgh. I dunno, as much as I wanna do that, I also wanna take it slow and enjoy highschool, y’know? Besides, aren’t you taking up Geoscience? I think I’ll be fine if I don’t rush things since I’m taking Fine Arts.” 
Y/N sighs.
Zhanghao hums. “That’s true, but I’m actually not that sure anymore. I might take music if Geoscience doesn’t work out.”
Kuanjui looks up from his food, speaking with a stuffed face. The table shook at the sudden movement, causing the camera to almost lose its balance.
“What are you even still doing with that camera? You’re still doing that documentary?”
Y/N asks and they only earn a ‘shut up’ from him. He then turns to Zhanghao to ask.
“Seriously? So suddenly?”
“Like I said, only if it doesn’t work out. Who knows?”
“You seem so relaxed about a pretty big decision, Hao. You should take this seriously!”
Y/N lightly scolds and hits him. The trio all burst into laughter as the topic starts to divert to their school and classes.
—2018—
“Wah! I’m so glad we both got into the same uni!” Y/N exclaims as they pull Zhanghao into a hug upon meeting each other. “Still, you’re a year level above me which kinda pisses me off. I should’ve taken the Gaokao when you did, too.” they sigh as the pair pulls away from each other.
Zhanghao laughs at this. “Yeah, yeah. It’s a shame Kuanjui had to go back to Taiwan though, we could’ve had a complete reunion!”
“Well, it’s not like there’s much we can do about it anyways. If anything, I can’t believe you dropped Geosci for music! You play the violin now, right? How’s that going for you?
”It was a pretty big decision, I admit, but I found that I really have a passion for music compared to Geosci.” Zhanghao replies, before briefly changing the topic.
“Hey, why don’t we talk about this over lunch instead? My treat, to celebrate your very first day here!”
“Really? Who am I to turn down free lunch?”
The couple breaks out in a fit of giggles as they walk off, discussing a multitude of different topics.
—2021—
“Baobei.”
Zhanghao quietly calls out. Y/N hums, turning to look at him as they both stood at the same spot where they both got together.
The man before them pulls out a small box, softly smiling as he hands it to Y/N.
“Happy 5th anniversary to us.”
Y/N looks at him in shock, before opening the box and finding a Chai hairpin that were decorated with lotus flowers at the ends.
“I know you don’t normally wear hairpins but I saw it and it reminded me of you. It reminded me of us and how we got together when the lotus were in full bloom back in summer. Well, aside from the meaning of the flower itself.”
Zhanghao explains, lightly chuckling at the end.
“Are you kidding? It's so pretty. I love it. I love you.”
They both lean into each other, and as they gazed at the view overlooking the night city, Y/N whispers.
“Happy 5th to us, love.”
———
“I’m leaving the country soon.”
Zhanghao breaks the silence. They stood at their favorite spot once again, where they’d shared a lot of significant memories together.
“Huh?”
“You know Yuehua, right? I told you about it. The agency’s been following me around for over the past 3 years now. I’ve decided to sign with them now that I got my degree. I want to become an idol.”
Y/N stared at him, wanting to say a million things but in the end, couldn’t bring themselves to say it all. “...I see.”
With a deep breath, they fully turn to him with a sad look.
“Let's break up then.”
“...What?” Zhanghao’s brows furrowed.
“Let’s break up, Hao. We can’t be together like this. If you want to become an idol and leave the country for it, then I’ll let you. You can’t be in a relationship as a trainee and I don’t wanna hold you back from your dreams.” “Wait, can’t we talk about this first?” he slowly becomes more panicked at the situation.
“Baobei. Please understand.” Y/N pleads.
 “I don’t want to hold you back and maintain a long distance relationship. I don’t want to distract you. Believe me, I don’t want this either, but it’s better for both of us.”
The couple stares at each other, either one unable to say anything further as their tears start to fall. Zhanghao swallows.
“I’m sorry.” he says, voice barely above a whisper.
“It’s okay. It’s not your fault.”
Y/N hesitates, but starts rummaging through their bag. They pulled out a small box that looked all too familiar to the pair. They take the hairpin out of it, snapping one of the pins off and placing it on Zhanghao’s palm with a small ‘here’.[ITALICS]
“We might not be together anymore from this point on, but promise me you’ll keep this, take good care of it, and carry it around with you when you can, so when we meet again, we can piece them together. Doesn’t matter if either one of us has someone else by then. It’ll serve as a reminder of the times we had and things we shared. I love you.”[ITALICS]
They both burst into tears, hugging each other as if their life depended on it, before deciding to (hesitantly) part ways for good.
That was the last time they saw each other since then.
—PRESENT DAY—
“Kuanjui, was this really a good idea?”
Y/N sighs, as they look in the mirror and restlessly adjust their clothes. They seem to be making sure that something stays in their pockets.
“Don’t get cold feet now, Y/N! It’ll be fine, I promise.”
“When is he coming? I haven’t seen him in ages so I don’t know how to–”
Y/N’s sentence gets interrupted as the studio’s doors open, revealing Zhanghao as he stepped in. He looks around before noticing Kuanjui and Y/N standing and staring at him. Upon seeing them, he gives a polite smile and a small bow.
“Um. I’ll go grab a drink. Stay here.” Kuanjui tells Y/N and before they could even do anything, he was already out of the room.
Traitor!
Sighing, they turn back to Zhanghao and observe him. He approaches them and they hold their breath.
“Hi.” Zhanghao greets.
“Hey.”
“Long time no see, huh?”
Silence settles between them and neither one is sure of what else to say.
“...You’ve changed, Hao.” Y/N musters up a smile, but it’s clear to both of them that it’s a sad one. 
“Yeah. So did you.” 
“So you’re an idol now? Congrats. I’m so happy for you.”
Something inside Zhanghao visibly shifts but Y/N can’t tell what exactly. 
As he opens his mouth to try and give back a reply, a staff member comes in, cutting them both off. They decide to get a chance to properly talk again later as they were both led into the interview room, where the staff member explains the the basics
“You guys will be sitting there and we’ll simply show you questions on a card.You can answer as honestly and freely as possible. Because of that, you only have the flow of the interview.”
They both nod and the cameras start rolling. They do the introductions and read the first question.
‘How did you two meet?’
“This was already pretty obvious but we went to the same school and were classmates.”
Zhanghao starts.
‘What were your first impressions of each other?’
Y/N lightly giggles at this question.
“I considered Zhanghao to be my academic rival but I eventually found out that he didn’t see me that way and only thought of me as a mutual friend thanks to Kuanjui. After he helped me out, we became friends.”
Zhanghao chuckles at this before answering.
“Well, yeah. Like they said, I only knew them because they were friends with Kuanjui. I did think they were pretty nice at first, then I thought they were cold after a while because I thought they hated me .”
At that, the studio’s atmosphere instantly lightened and they were less tense with each other now.
‘We heard that you two used to date. What was the relationship like?’
“Ah, well… we were pretty much inseparable once we became friends, so not much changed and we spent a lot of time together. I guess we were more comfortable and open with each other?”
Y/N answers, careful not to say anything that may cause a scandal. Zhanghao simply nods in agreement.
‘Why did you two break up?’
The room goes silent for a while as the pair looked at each other, gulping. As Zhanghao hesitates to answer,  Y/N cuts in.
“Just differences. He wanted to be an idol and had to move to Korea for that. I wasn’t sure on what to do yet but I stayed behind. I didn’t want to hold him back by keeping a long distance relationship and distract him from his dreams.”
“It was a mutual agreement, so it wasn’t a messy breakup or anything. We were together for over 5 years.”
Zhanghao adds as he nods.
Using past tense to discuss their relationship stung them more than both had expected. You’d think they should be used to it by now.
‘Did you two keep in contact afterwards?’
“Honestly? No. As far as I know, this is the first time we’ve seen each other since we broke up.”
“Yeah. Even though we lived in the same city and ended up moving to the same one as well, this is the first time we've seen each other in person after all that.”
‘Did your lives turn out the way you expected them to 10 years back?’
“No, actually. I wasn’t expecting to end up being on good terms with Zhanghao back then, moreso dating him. I also wasn’t expecting to move out to the country either, so I wouldn’t exactly say that.
“Absolutely not. I wanted to pursue Geoscience at first, but I eventually decided that it wasn’t for me and that I wanted to pursue music instead. So I switched schools and picked up the violin. If you told my 16 year old self that I’d be a K-pop idol 10 years from now, I’d probably think you were crazy.”
The pair laughs at this, knowing that it was true for the both of them.
‘For this segment, we’ll be leaving you alone in the room for 10 minutes. Is there anything you want to say to each other before we wrap up?’
The room went silent and their faces slowly dropped. It stayed like that for almost a minute as the staff all walked out.
“Um…” Y/N starts, turning to Zhanghao, unsure if they should even say this. ‘It’s now or never, Y/N’
Taking a deep breath, they continue. “When I was breaking up with you, I was kind of hoping you’d fight for us a little more. I know that I ended it, but why didn’t you chase after me? Sure, I was trying my best to convince you, but why didn’t you stop me?”
Zhanghao’s eyes turned glassy as he stared at them, watching while they continued.
Y/N takes a deep breath. “I was constantly lying to myself that I was over you, even though I moved to Seoul after you did, and throughout these years I would silently wish that I’d run into you and meet you again.” their voice cracks slightly as tears prick their eyes.
Zhanghao smiles sadly. “I don’t know if you knew this, but ever since we broke up, I’d constantly ask one of your close friends for updates. Everyday, I’d ask them. When they told me you were moving to Korea, I was a little devastated because I knew I couldn't ask them anymore, and finding you would be much harder now.”
“You would constantly look for me?”
“Yeah. When I debuted, I thought about you and how I’ve finally achieved my dreams, but you weren’t there for me anymore. You weren’t with me. And I didn't know how to feel about that.”
“Oh.” 
“I watched you though. I watched you on the show, your debut show, all of it. I watched your life through pictures and the videos your staff would upload.” Y/N fidgets with their hands.
“...Do you remember that promise from before? When we broke up? Here.” Zhanghao asks out of nowhere, pulling out the same Chai hairpin from 5 years before and handing his piece.
Y/N looks back and forth between the pin in their hand and the man before them, tears threatening to spill. “You… really kept it?”
“Of course. I’m not one to go back on my promises, you know?”
At this, Y/N pulls out their half, the one they were fiddling with in their pocket earlier.
“I just… didn’t think you would. I was planning to give you my [ITALICS] half instead.”
“Do you still wanna piece them together?” Zhanghao asks, and Y/N contemplates on it. Complete silence once again.
“No.”
“...No?”
“Yeah, no. Here, keep your piece. The fact that you still remembered and even brought your half of the pin already means a lot to me. You can think of it as me giving back to you. This pin already means a lot to me, so I want you to keep it for good now.” Y/N hands back the pin.
“Okay. If that’s what you want.”
At this, the staff quietly open the door and pour back in, indicating the end of the 10 minutes, as well as the interview as a whole.
They both dab away their tears and take the time to calm down. After doing so, they did the outro and were finally free to go.
Y/N checked their phone as soon as they got off and saw that Kuanjui had to leave to take care of something. ‘Let me know how it went’, the text read.
They stepped out of the building and were greeted with the sun shining brightly over them, completely contrasting to the bittersweet feelings they were having at the moment.
“So…” 
Zhanghao breaks the silence, hands stuffed in his pockets.
“I’ll see you around?”
“That’s it? You’re not even gonna exchange socials, numbers, anything?”
Y/N lightly scoffs, and Zhanghao genuinely smiles at this.
“Looks like you didn’t change much.” they exchange both socials and numbers, and couldn’t help but stare at each other in silence afterwards.
Zhanghao’s phone rings. Seeing the caller’s ID, he turns to Y/N. “My members seem to be looking for me now. Let’s catch up some other time, yeah?” he smiles.
“Yeah. We can do that.”
“It was nice seeing you Y/N. In all honesty, I was afraid to see you again, but I’m more reassured now after all this…” he trails off.
“And I missed you. A lot.”
“I missed you too. A lot.” Y/N smiles at him, mirroring his words.
“I’ll see you then. Bye.”
“Bye.”
Zhanghao walks away and Y/N had to resist the urge to chase after him. Watching his figure leave their peripheral vision, they finally allowed a lingering thought to take over them.
“I still love him, don’t I?”
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cal-writes · 27 days ago
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honestly, i am SO beyond worried for zoro at this point in terms of his Emotional state cause like ???? man's feel like he hasn't really had a chance for his feelings to blow up in his face yet cause He Keeps Shoving Everything Down For The Sake Of Doing His Job / literally trying to constantly keep everyone (else) alive. (also cause idk why but something about zoro these days just feels like there's some kinda tickling clock over his head since we basically know all the other strawhats inside & out, but zoro's story is like So Bare Bones i feel idk yes, i'm looking at you specifically, wci) that's not even getting into my fear for his PHYSICAL state cause that injection Dr. Goat Man (i forgot his name rn) gave him being like This Adrenaline Shot Will Keep You Going But It'll Only Multiply Your Pain Afterwards or whatever and like 👁️👁️ i know he was out for like two weeks i think post-wano so that was probably his body resting up since then but like .... M A N .
🤝 you and me both. its hard to tell if oda is going somewhere with it all or if zoros already had all the story oda is going to tell. i hope not but. it would be kind of poetic to have zoros arc be at the end since he was the second main character introduced and the past chapters seem to be building up towards some kind of confrontation
in general zoro has been a lot more tense since the time skip which is to be expected
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like zoro understands their position more than most and has seen and has carried the consequences of them not being prepared before
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its very oldest sibling of him. like i cant have fun i need to think about what everyones having for dinner
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like he was fucking stressed getting off egghead bc they were being persued by an elder when he was already exhausted from fighting lucci. people say he was being prideful for not wanting to abandon the lucci fight as if zoro isn’t perfectly fine with running away (ive gone into it before but tldr zoros insisted beating lucci so lucci wouldnt fucking snitch on their escape route - which then of course happened)
not to mention this whole thing
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even after that hes still very serious but hes always been more concerned than luffy about things
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(tho oda splitting the group up gives me hope bc less people means he has more time for each of them)
regarding the wano fight… i want there to be more to it but again, not sure if its not already “done” from oda’s perspective. i hope its not but etc etc
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like you cant just drop literal death and just never mention it again (please)
(it reminds me of the critical role vox machina campaign where a character died and made a deal with a death goddess to remain with the party until the quest was done so by the end he was taken away - love the drama of it all but hope thats not it)
maybe in the new arc thriller bark will come up again. bonney has kumas memories so she knows now as do brook robin and sanji. if sanjis allowed to be a real character and have some more plot maybe his “germa transformation” will make him be an asshole and tell everyone.
(im hoping that odas friendship with zoros live action actor will make him give him more material tbha gdjhahs)
but yeah we will have to wait and see. considering oda has been pretty good about payoff so far im cautious optimistic but im not holding my breath
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simping4villains · 1 year ago
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A/N: Hey y’all! Here’s another Phinks oneshot requested by one of my wattpad readers! My requests are always open, just keep in mind that it may take me awhile to get to them bc i’m working on sooo many fics rn. Anyway, hope you enjoy! <3
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Warning: Sexual content
The mission was simple: break into the social club on the edge of town and steal the valuables that were said to be hidden in the safe. What the intel failed to mention was that the social club was a common hangout for the local mafia members. When the four of you broke in, you were completely swarmed. Of course, those grunts couldn't actually use nen, so it didn't pose much of a challenge, but a heads up still would have been nice.
   "What's wrong? Why are you holding back?" You asked Phinks as he snapped the neck of the last man in the most recent wave of enemies, dropping him into a heap on the ground.
   "Huh? Whachya mean, holding back?"
   "Oh sorry, I just thought you had to have some kind of intense power to be a part of the phantom troupe."
   You hadn't been with the troupe for long, so you hadn't gotten to see everyone's abilities, but you were very impressed with the few that you had seen. It made sense why they had the sort of reputation that they did.
   "The hell are you saying?"
   "Nothing, forget it. Let's just catch up with Shalnark and Feitan." The hallway ahead of you split into two paths. You weren't exactly sure which one led to the other spiders. "Uh, any idea where they went?"
   "I was a little busy when they ran off," he snapped.
   Why was he always so fucking defensive?
   "Alright, guess we'll have to split up to find them. You think you can handle yourself?"
   He rolled his eyes as he pushed past you. "Don't get too cocky, newbie."
   You both picked a hallway to follow. It became clear pretty quickly that you had chosen the right path. More blood and bodies covered the floor the further you went. Eventually, you found Feitan and Shalnark standing at the end of the hallway. Behind them was a large, metal door.
   "Oh, hey y/n!" Shalnark called when he saw you. "Perfect timing."
   "Where's Phinks?" Feitan asked impatiently.
   "He went down the other hallway to look for you guys."
   He gave an annoyed grunt as he pulled out his phone. "Will text him."
   "So, how's your first official mission going so far? You sure you still wanna be a troupe member?" Shalnark asked you.
   "It's not all that bad," you laughed. "I hadn't talked to Phinks much before this, though. What the hell is his problem?"
   "Good question," Feitan muttered as he read Phinks's immediate reply to his text.
   Shalnark laughed. "Aw, come on! Phinks is a great guy. He's just got a lot of. . ."
   "Anger issues?" Feitan offered.
   Shalnark shook his head. "No, that's not it."
   "Stupidity?"
   "Not that either."
   "Don't know what else it could be."
   Shalnark's eyes lit up. "Passion! Yeah, that's it."
   Feitan hummed, clearly thinking his answers were better.
   "We havin a party over here?" Phinks asked as he strolled up. "What the hell are you guys doing just standing around?"
   "Well, we were waiting for you to catch up," Shalnark explained.
   "Took you long enough," you teased.
   Phinks opened his mouth, likely to cuss you out for picking on him, but Shalnark cut him off.
   "So anyway, this door might give us a bit of trouble. I can try to hack the digital lock, unless you have any other ideas, Phinks?"
   Feitan snickered. "Really asking him?"
   Phinks reared on him. "Hey, listen here, you little runt, I'm as capable of coming up with solutions as anyone else!"
   "Whatever you say."
   "I don't need this," Phinks huffed before taking a few steps back. "Watch and learn."
   He activated his nen and charged at the door, preparing to throw his body into it. At the last second, it swung open, causing him to crash to the floor. You and Feitan couldn't help but laugh.
   "Whoops! Sorry, Phinks," Shalnark apologized. "I ended up being able to hack it after all."
   Phinks groaned, rolling onto his back. "It's fine, Shal. No harm done, right?"
   "Just to your ego," Feitan said. "Proved us right."
   "I dunno," you countered, "even I didn't think he could be that pathetic."
   He lifted his head to look at you. "You wanna quit talkin shit?"
   You shrugged. "I'm just being honest"
   He scoffed in response. "That's it." Phinks pushed himself off of the ground, dusting himself off. "Fei, Shal, you think you can handle the rest of this mission?"
   They both looked at each other, clearly confused. It was Shalnark who finally answered. "Uh, sure, yeah."
   With that, Phinks stormed over to you, picked you up, and threw you over his shoulder like it was nothing.
   "Hey!" You shrieked. "Put me down!"
   "Relax, will ya? You and I are just gonna go have a chat about this fucking attitude of yours."
   "I can walk just fine on my own, though! Shalnark, will you talk some sense into this brute?"
   Shalnark waved at you as you disappeared around the corner of the hallway. "See you guys later! Remember that spiders aren't allowed to kill each other!"
   You couldn't believe his response. The other two were really just letting Phinks carry you off to god-knows-where to bitch you out. Fucking traitors.
   Phinks found an empty room—some sort of storage room judging by the piles of boxes and shelves of junk—that he decided was private enough for him to say whatever was on his mind. He locked the door behind him so that no stray mafia members would interrupt and finally set you back on your feet. As soon as he did, you punched him in the shoulder.
   "Ow! What the hell is that for?!"
   "For treating me like a god damn rag doll!"
   You went to swing again, but he caught your fist and pinned you against the wall.
   "Will you calm the fuck down?"
   "No, you're acting like a dickhead."
   "Me? You're the one firing off all the snarky comments. Didn't anyone ever teach you any manners?"
   "Oh, you're right. I forgot i'm supposed to respect my elders," you spat. "Sorry, geezer."
   He gave a wry laugh. "You know, with the way you're acting, it seems like you might be trying to hide something."
   "Oh yeah? Like what?"
   He moved one of his hands from where it kept you pinned, tilting your head so that your eyes met. "I think you've got a little crush."
   It was your turn to laugh. "You can't be serious."
   A crush? Absolutely not. Sure, when you'd first seen Phinks you couldn't help but admire him—I mean, come on, his body was stupidly gorgeous—but your interest was quickly crushed by his personality. You hated men who thought they were god's gift to humanity.
   "Don't think I haven't noticed you staring at me back at the base." He smirked. "You want me, don't you? That's why you're being such a brat—it's just to get my attention."
   You scoffed. "God, you're so fucking cocky."
   "Be honest," he leaned closer so his lips nearly brushed your ear. "Does it make you want me even more?"
   His warm breath made you shiver. It didn't go unnoticed by Phinks, who started to chuckle before you pushed him away.
   "Knock it off!"
   "Why?" He asked. "Because you know i'm right?"
   "You're not," you insisted, trying to keep your pride in-tact.
   "Oh, come on, I felt the way you reacted when I was close to you." His finger traced your ear to emphasize his point.
   You smacked his hand away. "I'm not sure what you mean."
   "Right." He ran his thumb over your bottom lip, following the action with his eyes. "So you're telling me that if I tried to kiss you right now, you'd stop me?"
   "Why don't you find out?"
   He frowned. "Are you just looking for an excuse to hit me?"
   "I don't need an excuse."
   "Guess I might as well take my chances, then."
   He wrapped his fingers in your hair and pulled you to him so that your lips met.
   You didn't punch him. Hell, you didn't even try to push him away. Your eyes just fluttered shut as the world melted around you. What the hell was wrong with you?
   You opened your eyes again when the two of you broke apart. You'd be lying if you said that you were surprised by the smug look on his face.
   "Guess I was right."
   "No, you absolutely were not!" You denied, though your voice sounded incredibly shrill and unconvincing as it left your throat.
   He crossed his arms over his chest. "Then why'd you let me kiss you?"
   "Spiders don't fight."
   It was a pathetic excuse.
   "You would've been well within your rights to slap me if you wanted. I wouldn't have held it against you."
   "I didn't know."
   "Would it really have changed the way you reacted?"
   "It might've, yeah."
   Even you didn't believe it as you said it. Really, you knew that Phinks fully expected you to slap him when he'd kissed you. Things certainly would've been a whole lot easier if you had. Now you were left questioning yourself.
   His hand found its way back into your hair. "Well, here, i'll do it again so you have the chance."
   "No, don't do that!"
   "Why not? Because you're lying? Because you know you secretly want me to?"
   Your face was starting to feel impossibly hot. "That's not it at all!"
   "Oh, really? Then what is it? You're afraid of hurting me?"
   "I. . ."
   He laughed. He knew he'd won. "You had so much to say earlier. Where'd all that sass go?"
   You pursed your lips, glaring daggers at him. "Shut up."
   "You're cute when you act tough."
   "I'll kick your ass, you know."
   He brushed his thumb over your cheek, flashing you that gorgeous, crooked smile that you could barely stomach. "Oh, I'm sure you will."
   "Don't patronize me. I fucking mean it."
   "Mhmm."
   You frowned, feeling your annoyance battling it out with the sexual tension. You weren't sure which would win.
   Ultimately, it was Phinks who threw in te towel. He untangled his fingers from your hair and stepped away from you, moving to leave the room.
   You felt breathless without his touch, without having him so close to you.
   "Where the hell are you going?" You called after him.
   He turned back to you. "I figured we were done talking. I mean, you told me that my theory was wrong, so what more is there left to say?"
   He turned again to leave. You rushed forward, grabbing him by the shoulder and spinning him around. You'd been so ready to tell him off, to give him a piece of your mind, but as soon as your eyes met you froze.
   "What's this all about, huh?" he asked.
   "We don't. . . we don't have to say anything."
   "The hell do you mean by that?"
   You threw your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss. He was caught off guard for a second, but then you felt him smile against you. He had won. He was right. Whatever.
   "So you do want me?" he teased, biting your bottom lip.
   You flipped the two of you around so that he was the one pinned up against the wall. "Please, you couldn't wait to get me alone."
   You pressed your mouth to his again, running your tongue over his bottom lip for him to grant you entrance. He dropped his jaw so that you could explore his mouth with your tongue. All the while you were working your fingers into his hair, pulling his head aside to expose his neck.
   When you sunk your teeth into his skin he let out a combination of a yelp and a moan. "Jesus christ, woman."
   "What?" You asked innocently, pressing a gentle kiss to the spot where you'd bitten him.
   He chuckled, tilting his head for you to keep going. "You just might be more than I bargained for."
   The corners of your mouth pricked up into a smirk. "I guarantee I am."
   You sucked a harsh bruise onto his neck as you unzipped his jacket, slowly pushing it off of his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. You hadn't ever seen him without it, so you hadn't realized just how toned he really was. His muscles rippled under the loosely fitting material of his tank top. You could hardly peel your eyes away.
   "Wanna wipe up all that drool?" he teased.
   "Fuck off."
   "Nah, it's fine. You can admit you think i'm a dime."
   You wrapped your hand around his throat. "Would you shut the hell up?"
   His eyes went wide with excitement. "Yes ma'am."
   Your clothes flew off piece by piece amidst a montage of sloppy kisses and teeth grazing skin until he was sat back against a stack of crates with you straddling his lap. You gripped his shoulders as you slowly sank down on his cock, mouth agape and brows furrowed in a silent, pained moan at the feeling of him stretching you out. He felt even bigger than he'd looked.
   "You okay?" He asked, brushing your hair out of your face so he could look into your eyes as soon as your hips were resting on his.
   "Just fine," you assured him, though you were sure your face was betraying you.
   "So you'd be alright with me moving right now?" He shifted experimentally and you felt a surge of pain stemming from where the two of you were connected.
   Your hands shot to his chest to stop him. "Let me."
   You slowly raised your hips and lowered them back down on him, building up a rhythm to get yourself comfortable until you were all but bouncing on his dick. His hands held your ass, lazily guiding you up and down his shaft.
   He threw his head back in a moan. "You're so fucking hot. Shoulda done this sooner. Shoulda made a move the second I laid eyes on you."
   "I would've thought you were a jackass," you retorted.
   He gave a breathy laugh in response. "Does that mean you don't now?"
   "I'm not sure i'd say that."
   His mouth quirked into an amused smile before he pulled you into a kiss, hot and passionate and wild. When you broke apart he rested his forehead against yours, letting his hands run over your skin to soothe you.
   "Do you need me to hold back still?"
   You shook your head.
   "Then you might wanna brace yourself."
   He gripped your hips and started thrusting up into you. You buried your face into his neck, clawing at his back and tugging at his hair, trying to keep yourself grounded as he pounded into you relentlessly. He didn't slow until his tip rammed your cervix, causing you to squeal into his shoulder.
   He froze, pulling away so he could look at you. "Was that too much? Did I hurt you?"
   "I'm fine," you assured him.
   He rolled the two of you so that you were on your back. "I can slow it down for a sec," he said, rolling his hips so that he moved in long, slow strokes. With the angle he was at, he brushed all the right spots on each retreat. You were practically seeing stars.
   "God, Phinks," you breathed.
   "Yeah, babe? That feel good?"
   "Fuck, yes."
   Your hands snaked up his arms to pull him down into another kiss. Meanwhile, one of his hands moved between the two of you and settled on your clit. You gasped as his fingers started tracing circles against it and he used the opportunity to catch your bottom lip between his teeth.
   You arched against him, letting out a low whine. You appreciated how gentle he was trying to be with his slow thrusts, but it wasn't enough.
   "What is it, gorgeous?"
   "I want more."
   "More? You want me to be rough with you again?"
   "Please."
   He completely pulled out of you. The empty feeling left you ready to complain, but he cut you off when he grabbed you by the throat and said, "Get on your hands and knees."
   You quickly scrambled to do as he'd asked, nearly shaking with anticipation as he positioned himself behind you. You were expecting the sensation of his cock head teasing your entrance, but instead he landed a hard slap on your ass.
   "What the hell was that for?!" You yelped as he did it again.
   "You think you can act like a brat all night long without any consequences? You should've known you had this coming. You were practically begging for me to put you in your place."
   You didn't know how to react. You'd never had anyone treat you like that before. You were struggling to accept the fact that you kind of enjoyed it.
   He folded himself over your body so that he was speaking directly in your ear. "Now, you're gonna take every inch of me like the good little slut you are, got it?"
   You nodded, struggling to find words to respond to him.
   Once he got the go-ahead, he shoved your face down into the floor so that your back arched, making your ass stick up. He gave it one last slap before forcing the whole length of his cock into you at once.
   You cried out in pain, gritting your teeth as your walls accommodated his size.
   "You can take it," he said, pressing a kiss to your neck. "Can't you?"
   "Yes,” you whimpered.
   "Good girl.”
   His words caused a new heat to build between your legs. "Please," you begged, "fuck me."
   "Whatever you want, princess."
   He pulled back his hips and slammed them into you again, repeating the action over and over until he was was hammering into you even faster than before. You could feel that familiar coil of pleasure building once more, threatening to snap. As if Phinks could sense it, he dropped a hand down to give attention to your clit again.
   "Come for me, babe. I know you're close." He nipped at your ear. "I wanna feel you come on my cock. I wanna ride you through it until you're all fucked out. Let go for me."
   You did, letting your orgasm wash over you, carrying all of the tension in your body with it until you practically melted into Phinks. It was pure bliss.
  He groaned as he felt your walls clench around him and grabbed your hips, using them as handlebars to help him chase his own release. Within moments, you felt him stutter and a warmth spread through you, letting you know that he'd finished as well.
   Once the fog had cleared a bit from his head, he pulled out of you and rolled onto the floor, laying on his back. You collapsed beside him and watched his chest rise and fall heavily as he caught his breath.
   "You gonna be alright?" You asked. "I know senior citizens are at a higher risk for heart attacks if they overexert themselves."
   He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you into him, tilting your chin up and slipping his thumb between your lips.
   "You sure do like to mouth off. Maybe next time we'll have to put this to better use."
   You spat his thumb out. "Next time? You've got the wrong idea. This was just a one-off thing."
   He gave a hearty chuckle, like what you said had genuinely amused him. "Sure it was, babe. Whatever you say."
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sketching-shark · 1 year ago
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Coming back at ya with that jiankong movie thought:
Honestly it could have work better had was a series. It was too face paced that its passes multiple arcs without letting it sits. Hell it completely bypass the arc Xiaotian(erlang dog. Bc i forgot how his name shorthanded to) was in
Yes the love interest had a plot but it wasn’t prioritized properly and been given to the sideline to push her in like a semi love difficult w erlang.(yes swk was there but he too much of a aroace king for the love triangle plot to affect him bad. He did bonded w her but i considered his strongest bond w erlang in the movie. He was going through it tho😭😭 man was third wheeling.
And it was bad in the end. Like idk what happened?? But they parted ways sadly.(mild spoilers but really, all u need to know what happened is that trope that happened to every swk’s love interest happened here.
Despite the tittle being called a jttw movie, it sured bypassed much of jttw stuff to tell erlang story. HELL IT WAS JUST A MENTION THAT SWK GOT HIS NAME IN THE MOVIE AND SHOWED LITTLE OF THE HAVOC HES CAUSING(erlang was happy to remeeting him tho)
(It was cute tho how despite having no name and being just refer as monkey, both erlang and the love interest cared for him. IT SHOULDVE BEEN THROUPLE—IT FELT LIKE IT SHOULD.
Ye s they fought. FOUGHT N A TEAMUPPPPPP SHEHEHSBSBBE
It shouldve been promoted as a erlang shen origins movie w swk meeting him before puti.
I have sm thought about this film by i dont want to give out much spoilers for those who really want to see it.
This version of swk was too good for erlang shen(he shouldve went OFF I TELL YOUUU)
But its so sad to just not see them side by side😭😭 icant decide—my emotions r too mix
asdgar I'm going to be real with you @birbs-n-cats that sounds like a bit of a Mess, if a kind of fun mess to witness. That said, I am quite liking the idea of a love triangle that keeps falling flat because one of the characters ostensibly in it is too aroace for that nonsense lol. And YEAH I haven't seen many but the Sun Wukong & Erlang Shen teamups out there can be pretty neat to watch :D Also AUGH when will the curse of "love interest lady Dies so the guys are Sad" end????
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nyx22-blogs · 2 years ago
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A Not So Broken Kind Of Love {pt. 2}
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I finished this part and it got deleted and I had to rewrite it again *sniff sniff* so I hope it's as good as the first write. This is sort of a filler chapter for now bc the first one was sad and I wanted some fluff for you ❤️ After this I'll def be getting into them healing with one another..ok I won't spoil everything! Requested by @pretty-blue-eyes Hope you enjoy it my dear! ( 。◕‿◕。 )
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You were unpacking the boxes in the new apartment you moved into, with the help of your sister Kate. It was really beautiful, the interior pretty much gave you 'folklore by Taylor Swift' vibes, thanks to Kate. You guys had already painted the inside and decide to go for a neutral and green theme. You loved it though, it was both homey and comfortable.
Your therapist suggested you move out of your old home, and you gladly obliged. That space only reminded you of all the negative times in your life, but your new apartment made you feel a lot healthier.
And happier
You were so much happier. Thanks to Kate, thanks to your therapist, thanks to your apartment, and definitely thanks to your 'someone who you weren't sure what to call so everytime you thought about him he'd be your friend who wasn't really a friend and more of a love interest.' Aka Bucky.
"Kate! Do you know where the box with the dishes are?"
"In the kitchen!"
"Okay!"
You walked over to the kitchen and started to unpack over there.
Ding. Dong.
"The doors ringing y/n!"
"In a minute! I'm coming."
Ding. Dong.
"Coming!"
Ding. Dong. Ding. Dong.
"Oh for the love of fucking chri-" you said as you opened the door and then quickly swallowed back your words.
"Uh- hey doll. I uhm- I wanted to drop something off for the apartment.. cause you mentioned decorating it and uh I wasn't too sure if the doorbell was working and all so sorry if I rung it too much." He said shyly and looked at you with possibly the cutest expression you've ever seen.
"No no no you didn't bother me at all! Uhm I'm glad to see you though!" You said chuckling a bit.
"Yeah.. uhm here. I uhm.. saw it at this shop and it made me think of you." He said blushing a bit and handed you the flower pot, with possibly the most beautiful flower you'd ever seen in your whole life.
"Bucky.. oh my god thank you." You set the plant aside on a small wooden table you'd unpacked earlier, making sure it was secure before you hugged him, burying your face into his chest.
"Of course doll." He said holding you against him.
"How come these reminded me of you?" You said curiously and you urged him to come inside, him following you in.
"Well the flowers have these little cards next to em at the store that usually say what the flower symbolizes.. and uh these 'Cosmos' represent peace, tranquility and harmony. And well.. seeing as your my peace I thought I'd bring em over to you. Sorry if that sounds stupid or weird I don't really know what-"
You practically tackled this man as you held him so tight and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Of course it not stupid Bucky.. this is so sweet.. you're so sweet. Thank you."
"You're welcome dollface."
"Uh- this is sweet and all but I'm still right here.. unless I should leave." Your sister Kate said, holding a box in her hand.
"R-right.. uhm I should probably get going y/n.. I'll see ya later."
"Bye Bucky!"
"Bye doll.. and I know I'll see you at therapy but uhm I just want you to know I will be taking you out on that date.. ok?"
Your heart melted at the thought of going out on a date with your 'someone.'
Fin
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Cosmos btw ⬇️
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waloeders · 1 year ago
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hi i wrote another thing
ship: jill warrick x kosmos (ryder) {platonic!}
words: idk
warnings: ff16 spoilers, mentions of a battle elsewhere, general lonely vibes from both of them but theyre becoming friends so yay :3
note: this is actually a short platonic f/o fic bc i love jill and she deserves the world !!!! this is set pre-meeting barnabas / pre my other fic and is just a nice setting for how jill n kosmos interact (tho he isnt called kosmos yet hehe)
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"this is a terrible idea. does clive know that? this is silly." ryder mumbled out, adjusting his weight from one leg to another, then wringing his hands out, letting them drop to rest on the shortswords' handle at his side and repeating the process all over again.
a few feet away, jill furrowed her eyebrows, glancing over at them, "you agreed with clive - with this plan. you can't back out now."
"i'm not saying we should back out! just - that.. look, maybe, i'm not the most useful person to have backing you up." he shrugged, kicking a small stone and finally paused to rest both hands on the hilt once more.
"i mean, surely you'd rather have cid back you up? at least he can summon lightning on command. that's pretty damn cool - i'd pick cid over me."
a soft smile fell over the dominant of ices' face, as she glanced over at the younger man before her. last time there had been an eikonic fight, when clive, herself and cid had faced titan, it hadn't been something any of them had considered - bringing along who was, essentially, a casualty-to-be in the realms never ending war.
but times had changed. the fight with titan had clive victorious once more (she had thanked metia all night when he returned) and he had absorbed the power of earth - unknowingly causing a rather massive quake to emanate from the stranger before her, even with the massive distance between dhalmekia and the hideaway.
something strange connected clive and ryder - besides knowing the fate of the realm in a rather convoluted way that she still couldn't quite wrap her head around - and it left them all in an peculiar position.
jill hadn't known them for long but he had made an effort to befriend her, to befriend all of those he knew so much about - and who knew so little about him. people who had every reason to distrust him (some of whom still did - she saw the way lady charon looked at him) and still, he reached out.
it was evident, at least to her, the feeling of not quite-fitting-in, of loneliness that ryder was drowning in, in the way he moved through the hideaway, through their conversations - even in the way he stood. she could recall her own time with the sensation; back in rosaria, in the days before the eikons - back when it was her, joshua and clive against the world - or, more often that not, the duchess.
"i'm certain you will master your abilities soon enough." jill hesitated, hand grasping her sword hilt tighter, "for me...shiva was..distant. faint -hard to reach and harder still to prime. i wish i could say time alone brought her to me but... the iron kingdom does not suffer eikons who cannot prime."
her gaze steeled as she stared into the distance, some memory drawing her in as the sky itself rumbled in annoyance.
"i'm sorry." ryder stated, dragging her back to the present. he had stepped closer, one hand hovering over the necklace he always adorned (had she asked what the goat-like symbol was? she really ought to), "i wish things had been different. that you could have found out in your own time, your own way. it's not fair."
jill hummed, "is your world fair?"
"no. no, it's not." he spat out, a grimace settling across their face, hand now squeezing the symbol tightly.
the distant sound of battle drifted their way along the wind and he released a breath, returning to his half-ready stance.
somewhere, across the hillsides of belarus tor, the armies of sanbreque and waloed clashed; metal upon metal, the roar of battle and aether slipped in and out of the conversation - just far enough away for it to be safe, yet just close enough for them to be on guard.
"then, i suppose our worlds have more in common than we think." the dominant of ice spoke up, offering a smile to him, "i'm glad you are here, ryder. even if you can't command lightning."
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