#MADE MY ENTIRE DAYYYY

[chasedeys]

New to Joemarr and I have a question: Did we ever figure out if Ja'marr actually buy clothes for Joe? Like was that confirmed after he retracted that statement?

LMAOOOOO god i wish. i could experience finding out the entire clothes saga again like. ja'marr chase what the fuck is the matter with you. and how like. to this fucking dayyyy we STILL don't actually have confirmation from joe on like. does ja'marr chase dress you. but all his weapons have literally joked around the thing so many times it's hilarious 😭 tee tb teased the everliving shittt out of ja'marr on official interviews it's so cute. we will never know the actual truth i fear.

no but really i think this is like the closest thing we got to actual confirmation that ja'marr does buy him clothes? never mind how like. the gq magazine where he said he bought joe clothes was what 2022?

oh my god rereading these articles still gives me such a fucking whiplash just. oh my god 😭 i was going to type out some sentences out of it as like. a what the fuck were they ON but then i typed out the entire paragraph lmao okay then (perfect complement....coaxed out of bed....legendary connection....sartorial guiding light...). but anyways the gq was 2022 and the us weekly was this year. doesn't add up no 😭

he said shoes toooo btw so like here's a little bit i did on the matching shoes they wore for the commanders game but like. who knows really what they've bought for each other. also like the recent bottega bag (yes i've made it into a tag 😔) speculation i can't help but mention lmao if only because of how hilarious we've gotten the entire thing to be with the stef stuff. also this official bengals tweet godddd they think they're so fucking funnyyy 😭 like. 11 days after the article dropped. ja'marr must be so fucking DONE with the entire thing im cryinggg.

but basically to answer your question. no. or well. sort of. based on that last us weekly article. we await joe's statement. which is. never going to happen.

[thegirlwiththeninjaturtletattoos]

I know the bay turtles are different from the guys in most iterations I was wondering. I don’t know if your doing a love triangle fic because lol drama is fun /aff but I was wondering do you prefer Leo over raph in that iteration or is just fir drama?

YES NONNIE I WOULD LOVE TO TALK ABOUT THIS

*cracks nuckles*

You are totally right in that the Bay boyz (hehe) are very different than most other iterations, and that is something I love so much about them. I love that they gave more playfulness to Leo and Donnie, that typically only Mikey gets because, well, it's Mikey.

I love Bayverse Leo because of the burden that he shoulders, and I love writing him as more teasing and playful because he deserves to be. He's needed to be so responsible for everything his entire life; responsible for his brother's lives, responsible for NYC (in his view), and responsible for his father. And it gets to him. He deserves some sweet, soft moments where he can have fun and fall in love.

I love Bayverse Raph because of his wall that he puts up, blocking out the world so he doesn't get hurt. All he wants is acceptance, love; but the fear of rejection is so strong that he'd rather hide behind his muscles than give anyone a chance. He does everything he can to be intimidating, scary; but deep down he's screaming for someone to see past all that and reach out. Raph wants so badly to fall in love, but that fear; that fear that keeps him up at night, that's stained his hands with blood- it haunts him.

It's the difference between want vs need. What you deserve, and what is destined.

Plus...

..I mean...c'mon. *sighs dreamily*

But yes, I do love drama. And the love triangle idea between two incredibly strong personalities, who would both respect and disrespect each other has me rolling on the floor writing it.

So to answer your question completely, I love the Bayverse versions of Raph and Leo pretty equally. In most other iterations, Raph is always my favorite. I relate to him most (the wall) and I'm a sucker for a brooding bad boy. But Leo, *sigh* Leo and his angst got to me.

Writing ERHIT has been so fun because it gave me the opportunity to showcase the jealousy and anger that these two are known for, but in a different way. I love giving Raph more angst and making Leo feel happy and carefree...for a bit.

But thank you so much for asking!! It made my morning to get this!!

I could talk about ERHIT allll dayyyy lol

[missamyrisa2]

thinking about alex going to a clothing store to get some swimwear, asking a sales assistant which pair of trunks she thinks is better, but she has a knowing look in her eye and escorts him to the vip room where a pair of giggly women slip off his clothes with tickles and make him try all kinds of swimwear, tickling him silly in all of them of course. hmmm but is there something they're missing? maybe they could try slipping him into one of those cute bikinis and well whooooo is that? why hello amy oh yes she's going to be getting a lot of tickles and pampering attention too as they make her try on lots and lots of cute revealing swimsuits and bikinis, tickling her in and out of them. and in them, yknow, it's really important to make sure a bikini stays secure while its wearer is squirming around from having her hips squeezed from behind while another person kneels in front of her and gives tickly tongue kisses to her bellybutton.

This is justttt ~ mmmh woowwwww~

I've had manyyyy thoughts like thiss and it's like you've reached in and spun up and even more ticklehott setup ~ being tickle-undressed and tickle-dressed and tickled out of an outfit is just mmmhhh ~ changing rooms? double mmmmhh ~ the besttt overload of my tickle+material kinks and I adoreeeee ittt and eeee you included my dualityyyy I'm deadddddhhhh ~ I wrote that into one of my stories (Flight TK-01 Part 2) and I love it soooo muchhh likeeee being tickled and made to sort of glitch between my two modes or being coaxed into girl mode with an outfitttt ghhaaaa ~ and swimwear!! Ahhhhh ghhhhh it's like almost naked but notttt while all your tickle spots are open and alsooo your royal areas are covered in tickly material so there's thatttt mmmhhh this is soooo ticklehotttt and I would just be a messss the entire time gasping giggling blushing screaming whimperinggggg at sooo much attention and affection and the cuteness of itt~ thank youuu for this I'll be blushing all dayyyy <3

[serendippertyy]

Hi hello I saw your abstrabbit fankid and something possessed me to immediately draw it so I did. I don't even watch digital circus I'm simply obsessed with how genius this design is ok bye (sorry if it looks bad 💔 it's a rushed sketch)

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[plumdonutsv]

hi!! i saw ur post abt fom :]

i hope u dont mind if i structure this like a point by point answer to questions u put in ur tags <3

i feel like im playing the game right. unlike stardew, fields of mistria doesnt make me feel bad for not using every second of the day. i think fom has a nice balance between easy and not too easy

i kinda feel like im going slow and fast at the same time? time during the day passes in a blink of an eye but when i look at the calendar im like still halfway through the season. idk how to feel abt it yet

my time management is so bad 😭😭 im terribly forgetful so i'd like set a goal for the day and a second later i'd be like "wait what" but i dont usually mind cuz i dont feel rushed by the game at all which i really appreciate. i think that mistria places a huge emphasis of getting to know the people and i love that

i like a LOT about the game: the soundtrack (especially the mines music), the aesthetics, character sprites art, environment art, the art in general, i LOVE the characters so much, it feels like everyone has their own thing but you can't tell all of the stuff they're about immediately i think? like i didn't realize Holt made toys until i saw his station in his house, i love environmental storytelling <33 honestly i love that most of them are so kind to you, it's the kind of game i personally needed. i love that the combat is not a clicker and that u gotta watch how the monsters act to figure out the best way to defeat them, i love the set up, i love that the earthquake has lingering consequences on the town and the community. it's a lot of fun <33 ofc i have some criticizms too and stuff to improve but im too tired rnfjsndbd

OH AND THE LORE!!! i need to know more about mistria's lore. especially the magic and all that stuff thats goin on in the mines

i love all of the characters fr, my fav love interesrs are Ryis and Adeline. Ryis is just so sweet and kind and gorgeous, he loves birds, he's from a family of bakers, he has family with a lot of sisters in the capital that send him care packages with cookies, HE LOVES BIRDS (<- it was the thing that had me like "you're the one"bfjsnhdsnbd) just a disney princess type of guy

Adeline just got me in her palms and i'm not even sure why or how exactly yet but all i know is that i walk around her like a puppyfjsnbd she's such a nerd and i adore her, she loves doing paperwork and calls it a "party", she is the heir to the land and she loves taking care of it and its people but forgets to take care of herself and im just like *biggest wettest eyes at her* also pink hair. oh mh god

and like i think all of the other townies are so cool. I love the kids, theyre the cutest and i love seeing them around town doing their thing. i love that we have different models of families like. man i'm so excited for more stuff in this game

i'd love to chat mistria with u if you'd like to <33 and i'd love to know what u think :D

have a good dayyyy

omg thanks for your response!! i feel like i relate to many things you said. i haven't played a farming sim before bc i didn't think i would like it. since i would prefer games w some kind of story or lore, i didn't think this game would be for me. really, i had no idea what to expect in the game

i feel like i'm also going slow and fast while playing! the day goes by so so quickly but i also feel like maybe i'm not doing enough. sometimes i'm thinking "why are my crops growing so slowly please grow faster!!!" but then i'm surprised w how quickly they grow. i get up and see my tomatoes and corn ready to be harvested. but for the most part, i feel like i'm going at it too slow. i'm almost done w summer but i just got magic

i relate to what you said about time management. there are some items on a task that i just couldn't find so i do another task. then i just entirely forget to search for that item (like i cannot find seaweed still). then literally TODAY i was in the mines for too long and had to rush home. the next in-game day i went to the mines earlier in the day to not make the same mistake.

the music in the game is amazing! i find myself humming along while playing or humming when i'm doing something else. i'm surprised that i even remember how the music goes. i've played totk for a bit but i can't remember a single song. i love how everyone has different seasonal outfits. i really like how celine has a different outfit in the early morning. (idk if other characters have a different outfit at that time i can't remember). i'm glad i could play the game bc i'm gonna be moving back to school soon and this would be a nice way to take a break from coursework.

i also like how most of the characters are nice to your farmer. i just cannot pick one favorite character. it's too hard for me to bc they are all so lovely 😭. i agree that the kids are cute! i try to give luc a bug each time i see him.

one of the things that i don't like so much is that there is only one place to save. i can't remember if there are other places to save

[doomedyaoibus]

Aidhsidh thank you so much for your lovely tags/ comment on my fic (this is my main my bad lol) it made my dayyyy <33

Do you have any favorite Denki headcanons? (character or ship)

AHH no problem!! ur fic was wonderful ^_^ !!

and yes i have many… one i posted about on my twt today was neurodivergent denki who’s semi-verbal :D like he either talks too fast or not at all! another one i read a lot of is epileptic denki. also rly love american/native english-speaker denki. im a californian and i just feel like he would love it here (biased). also artist denki my beloved <3

my fav ship hcs are many as well :-) bakukami where bakugou and denki are just the biggest saps ever … bakugou who tutors denki personally to accommodate denkis adhd ^_^ kirikami where they’re the silliest guys ever. i imagine them as the Shenanigans Power Couple. sparknotes/kamideku where they both just really like to write. writer denki and writer izuku… they’d beta each others fics and i just. KNOW that. trust

bakushinkami my fav poly ship ever they’re so sweet ough :( bakugou and kaminari taking care of shinsou when he’s having a low episode. shinsou and kaminari being the pair who team up to pillow fight bakugou (he always wins) bakugou and shinsou being denkis personal alarms and reminders for important things bc that boy does NOT use a calendar

shoutout to todokami, the meme potential is entirely there (“shoto! have you seen this?” “denki. what am i looking at😭?”) and also i just truly adore that ship

[ragsweas]

Just read your season of love fic!!! It was great!!!! I loved the part where Thorin stood up for himself :D And the part with him , dis, frerin and bilbo bonding!! cute! Any chances of an epilogue? If not, that's ok ! Thooooo could you pretty please tell us how youd imagine thier marriage going (likeee would it be bilbo who proposes again or maybe its thorin :0)

oki thats all, love your writing have a good dayyyy

Oooh thank you!!!!!

There was supposed to be *one* more chapter which i have never gotten around to write and I never gave their wedding a thought, but now colour me intrigued.

I like to think Thorin would be tge one doing the proposing this time, hesitant and planning with his siblings. Their wedding would be in the city where they made their life, but with Bilbo's entire family with him. Thorin's parents might send him a basket, but any personal relations are long gone.

If my mind cooperates, maybe I will get your an epilogue soon!!

Thank you once again!!

[oliviasturniolo21]

HIII ML HOW ARE YOU

thank you for accepting me as 🎀 anon you're in for a lot of drama and gossip about the people i hate (you don't even know them but eh 🤞😝)

there was this one girl in my school she was like the biggest pick me bitch istg i would physically hurt her if i could and that's a lot considering im usually a calm person 😭😭 so she turned 18 a few days ago but she was talking to this rich guy for almost two years now!!!! crazy if you have only one situationship which lasts 2+ years this guy stays in another city, a city which is like 8 hrs of train away his dad is apparently a politician and owns a club so this guy is always i mean always in the club let's call the girl vee and the guy ray so vees older sister stays in the same city as the guy and through the sister vee and ray got to know each other. ray is 27, turning 28 this year and keep in mind that vee has been talking to him since last two years HE WAS 26 AND TRYING TO GET IN A 16 YR OLDS PANTS?????? TOTALLY CRAZY IF YOU ASK ME BUT MY OPINION REALLY DOESN'T MATTER HERE 👎👎 and ray posts really uncomfortable and scandalous pictures with new girls every two days on instagram 😟😟😟 (mom i'm scared) idk how and why vee is still talking w him it's clear that he doesn't give a fuck about vee he's been seeing others but this girl omg she has made ray her entire personality i mean you're seeing the crazy photos he posts everyday he's not having those girls over to play chess yk what's happening yet she always goes around talking about how ray and her are the couple goals (gurl😹😹😹)

fun fact her parents have almost disowned her elder sister which is so not common in my culture so i lowkey wanna know what shit the elder sister pulled 😭🙏

anyways, how was your dayyyy

🎀 (so coquette omg)

I’m so sorry i took a nap and just saw this now lmao😭 BUT OMGGG, WOW. (i love the drama so y’all gotta keep updating me 🫶)

[fingersdecomposed]

peat!! for the famous writer asks: maya angelou, toni morrison, suzanne collins, john green, and ray bradbury! have a lovely dayyyy 🫶🏻🫶🏻

thank you jj !! 🥺🥺 i forgot i queue'd this and was real confused for a hot minute. :')

1. Maya Angelou: Have you ever written a scene that made you cry? If so, why?

I'll be honest, I cry a lot while writing because it's generally very catharthic for me. Mostly because I write a lot of grief / trauma related stuff. One in particular that comes to mind is the final chapter of meet me on the equinox. i decided in the middle of writing the previous chapter that i wanted to kill matt off because of certain contexts (re: a focus on revenge instead of moving on from trauma) and i was unpreparedly writing a desperately sad/moving funeral scene from the perspective of dallas, a best friend who had loved matt for hundreds of years while listening to the view between villages [extended] by noah kahan. this was right after my grandmother died, so i was (honestly, still am often) intensely emotional. i was crying my ass off the entire time i wrote that. i'll c/p a specific section that was probably the worst offender.

Dallas never had a chance to know Matt when he was alive, but she could imagine him now. If she closed her eyes, she could see him as a young boy at play with a messy head of dark curls and the warm hazel eyes of his mother that he always described so perfectly. His laugh, younger and higher, but his nonetheless, echoed in the slopes of the valley he called home. If she thought hard enough, she could see Matt curled up in his mother’s lap, reading from the aged, faded pages of a well-loved book in front of the fireplace. His older brother, Jonathan, was out cold on the couch, his occasional snores causing the two to laugh quietly. Before Matt had been consumed with silent rage, before what little he had left was stolen from him, he had been happy. With a simple life, a life filled with love and laughter, the life that he had deserved forever. Like his own mother, Matt had spent the rest of his life mourning the loss of all that had been taken from him. Though he could not literally wither and waste as Joyce had, he lived a life half-alive. All time that was not spent in a desperate bid for revenge had solely been in service to others. Matt had his mother’s kind heart, and he would be returned to her now that he eternally rested, too. The final chain that Dallas removed from her neck was the Magen David Joyce had given Matt for his Bar Mitzvah, the same that she had worn the very day that she buried an empty wooden box. Around the chain now were Joyce’s wedding ring, as well as the ring that Gene had bought Matt a year after they had met. An unspoken promise of what he would have done had they been given the opportunity during their brief time together. The last necklace Dallas placed on Matt’s chest, where his heart would be if it had not been ripped from his chest hundreds of years before. 

Toni Morrison: What's the hardest scene you've written so far? Was it technical or emotional?

i don't know if i have a specific scene in mind, but for me personally, any scene where there's a brawl/fight/violence, i completely struggle to write it. i'm a very literal person, and it's hard for me to literally describe what i am imagining in my head when it comes to the physicality. i don't find it hard to write emotions tbh, that's the easiest part for me.

9. Suzanne Collins: Are there any old trends (e.g. dystopia/vampires) that you want to come back or think will resurface? Any trends you wish would die already?

give me more hunger games stuff!! lol, aside from that, i'm not sure? i feel like every trend has a time and place and in some contexts i love to read them, in others i hate them. what i do think is more writers should be open to broadening their scope of works in adventurous ways (myself included). like, write more aus with interesting genres/topics/vibes. one thing i will admit that i hate is coffee shop au's. hate. so much. i hate coffee, and i hate the vibes. sorry coffee shop au stans.

10. John Green: Which themes show up most in your work and how intentional or unintentional is it?

absolutely one hundred percent obvious in my writing is grief, ghosts (which can be seen as a metaphor for grief), and unwavering loyalty. i feel like my writing is so easily recognizable because of that. my only hope is that i throw those themes into many different situations and universes so that the flavor of them tastes different.

11. Ray Bradbury: Name a story or book that helped you through a tough time?

this is gonna sound weird, but shifty powers' autobiography was bizarrely healing for me. the whole last quarter of that book focuses heavily on shifty's illnesses in later life and a slow, sluggish process of dying and the time that i read it (same as i wrote meet me on the equinox, may/june of 2023) ensured it had an impact. i cried a lot, but it made me feel a lot in a good way.

Famous Writer Asks.

[thegenderfluidace]

0!!

It’s my birthday :D

I can die now thanks, this has made me stupidly happy and while it may be silly it’s my birthday now and I can do what I want u^u

Gosh I’m so oldddddd now -^- an entire 19 YEARS, almost 2 whole decades(gosh when I say it like that it makes me sound really old ;-;)

An entire 6,939 dayyyys and I still suck lol

Welp happy birthday me Imma probably just go back to drawing now lol

[xneolivia]

well, i might as well do this instead of using the bio feature.

INTRO POST

Haiiii! I'm Kira! safe space for all (within my dni, but we'll get to that later)

Couple important things to know:

I'm a furry (cat sona, but i have an idea for a sharkcat one)

my pfp was made by @xxinkys-ocsxx( tysm!!!)

MINOR!!!

Probably autistic, but i won't self diagnose

Huge fucking nerd

lesbap (women 🤤 respectfully)

gender is confusing but im probably girlflux and demigirl

polyamorus, currently have two partners who i love dearly (not exactly a polycule but they're oki with me having multiple partners)

unapologetically uses :3 way too much

I need more IKEA sharks

probably depressed, i might vent every now and then (i have a separate blog for that now but im not tagging here)

Love gaming so much. At time of writing I'm obsessed with Persona 3 Reload

MUSIC IS LIFE!! one of the few things keeping me sane

bands/artists i love: GREEN DAYYYY!!!!!!! limp bizkit, TV girl, Kendrick Lamar, Radiohead (i don't listen to them too much but they're great) pierce the veil, and DID I MENTION GREEN DAY ALREADY IDFC I LOVE GREEN DAY

gambling addiction :D

Touch starved little bitch, might rant about that

Beginner artist, any tips are appreciated!

I play Trombone in my schools band, i might talk about that sometimes.

HEY MOOTS YOU SHOULD INTERACT WHEN YOU WANT I'M PROBABLY GONNA ANSWER FAST OR WITHIN A FEW BUSINESS DAYS BECAUSE OF MY CRAMMED SCHEDULE (thanks band)

DNI. If this isn't followed you will be blocked.

Basic DNI (racists, homophobes, etc)

rapists. That should be obvious, enough said.

Porn accounts. I've said it once and I'll say it again: I'm a minor

People asking for donations. Even if you're claiming to be from Gaza, I see straight through your lies. You're a horrible scammer

anyone from france or who has French blood 4 generations back

people from school that im not friends with. you know who you are

I know im forgetting horrible people, please tell me who i did forget

STYLEEEE: punk/scene. I wear a lot of darker colors (blacks and greys) but the main colors of my outfits come from my Kandi. This isn't my entire style, just most of it.

fandoms/hyperfixations: persona, green day, cookie run kingdom, MONSTER ENERGY MY BELOVED, probably more that i can't think of (brain fog)

I don't tag my posts often and i don't have any exclusive ones, sorry :(

i think that's everything, hope to see you again!

blahaj posting

not much, just a trans girl's blahaj

[tokusaatsus]

I LOVE LOVE LOVE ALL YOUR CHIAKI POSTS.. i love chiaki a normal amount and hes a big comfort to me and you wrote him so well in all your posts :") THE CONFESSION HCS ONE? absolute top tier like. oh my god. i keep thinking ab it.. its such a nice and comfy scenario. snuggling up to him alone on a movie night?? and then the kiss 😭 the hcs requested from ei (hi ei im looking at you) w him were also sooo cuteee ahhh he absolutely would win anyone over with his puppy eyes. how could you ever say no to him even if you've got work to do... and the new post too ab getting in his jersey 😢😢 uauaua i would absolutely be so down to wearing the clothes with his name and number on it <3 i asked ei a few days ago for hcs for chiaki with a menhera s/o whos super into jfashion like dark girly and he wrote about chiaki wanting matching fits... and i thought ab that too in relation to your new post LIKE MATCHING JACKETS... ITD BE SO CUTE EUEHEHJDKRJK 🙏🙏🙏

i kept thinking of writing something about your chiaki works for a while but i just couldnt get the time to do it.. now i did and you got to post even more in the meanwhile and it was all still so wonderful auuu keep up the work with all the chiaki works i love love love them :"""))

omg anonnie this is sooo sweet tysm <33!! this makes me rlly happy to hear, im rlly glad u enjoyed it!!! i'll definitely be writing more works (esp for chiaki the loml my babygirl <333)

[stargirlfics]

I had a certain thot I promised you, yes? 🥰 here we are ❤️

the juxtaposition between Lloyd and Six is quite obvious. They handle your situations a lot differently. One uses their head, the other goes for the gun instantly and doesn’t care who they have to hurt. They can never agree to something. The only thing they can get on the same page about is the love they seem to have for you.

But other things? Don’t even think about it. Especially, in the bedroom.

You’re in and out of consciousness with the way they both managed to tear you apart. Orgasm after orgasm and thinking clearly is something that’s difficult to do.

You’re caught up in two men, two past rivals, with really good dick. A harsh slap to your ass was enough to rattle you back into reality, the additional feeling of a pinky ring told you who it was.

“God, Six, I don’t know how you haven’t gotten to this ass before, it’s so fuckin’ good and she’s so fuckin’ soaked, just swallowin’ my dick. Fuck”

And Lloyd was ruthless, especially when the rhythm came after you got adjusted to his size. He fucked with vigor and a sense of hunger, he was obsessed already.

You whimpered, grasping onto the hand that had one asscheek harshly gripped. His nails dug into your skin, it pricked tears in the corner of your eyes.

“Daddy p-please-“ you cried out, “please it’s too much, I can’t—“

Lloyd released just to lay another smack to the same area, making you wail. And all he did was chuckle and continue to fuck into your ass.

“Think that’s gonna make me let up? You know I love it when you cry, baby, it keeps my dick hard and fucking you like I own you because I fucking do, now stop bein’ a fuckin’ brat before I do worse”

The tears streamed freshly from your eyes and down your cheeks. He was making you feel heavenly but Lloyd could be really mean.

“Shh, it’s okay, hey, look at daddy” a much more softer and comforting voice called from below you, the handsome yet straining from pleasure face of Six met yours. He was fucking your pussy but he was sweeter about it. So much sweeter.

He cupped your face and carefully brought you down to his, lips capturing yours easily as his hips continued to pump up into your warm canal. He groaned.

“Daddy’s got you, okay? Don’t let him make you cry. As hot as it is to see you cry from us ruining you, he’s just being an asshole”

You rested your forehead on his, eyes closed and nodding gently. “It f-feels so good though, daddy, he’s just not nice sometimes”

That made Lloyd chuckle once more, scooping you up by his forearm and bringing you into his chest. “Aww, did daddy upset his sunshine?” Lloyd asked in mock sympathy. And you nodded,“well he’s sorry, okay? He’ll be more gentle next time”

Turning your head to meet his, Lloyd kissed you slowly and filthily, your walls subtly clenching around Six, you heard the noise he made from below.

Then you felt Lloyd lay a sharp pinch to your nipple making you whine and thrash out of his hold, falling back into Six’s chest.

“But I said next time, next time isn’t now, suck it up and take what I give you, fuckin’ brat”

Six rolled his eyes and held you in his arms as he continued to fuck you, whispering sweet nothings and how he’ll make you feel better afterwards. His blues locked with Lloyd’s blues.

“You’re such a dick, you know that?”

…

Bestie I’ve been feral over this the entire dayyyy!!! You’re so right 🥵 Lloyd and Six are such polar opposites in so many ways expect for their love and desire for you, methods differ but their end goal is always to please you

Literally on my knees for them both! Lloyd is definitely such an ass man, he always wants to fuck it because it’s especially tight around him and he enjoys just how much you love it and how much harder you cry when he pounds it and then my goddd the way Six comforts you and gives you that loving care….I want it so bad!

Six is definitely a soft daddy and Lloyd is a mean daddy and both of them give you whiplash with it but it’s so so good, it creates such a sweet balance and you always come so hard when they’re fucking you right

THIS IS GOLD OMG I LOVE YOU, I LOVE THIS!!! I cannot wait to finish writing my threesome fic of them because whew chile I need them!

[huenation]

@strawberryhuecake ☹️ this made my entire dayyyy stawpppp thank you for taking the time to share ur thoughts and for enjoying so TT there’s been a terry drought idk but i share the same thoughts hhhh again — tysm for reading <3 love u

how are you true / kth

word count: 4,062

genre: silliness (fluff), angst, college au, “enemies” (friends) to lovers

warnings: breakdowns, homesickness, mc is shorter than tae (minor detail but just a heads up), loneliness, ur prof is so mean

synopsis: you’re homesick while at uni and instead of making friends, you have beef with this guy in your class, but it can’t be all that bad, can it?

soundtrack: hug by seventeen

when you started your first year of school, moving thousands of kilometers away from home, it proved to be the scariest thing you’d done, but not once did you ever try to make it known.

for your sake as an always independent, calm, non-emotional person that you’d been dubbed as by your family, for your said family, and overall the new community of students like you.

from not sharing your bedroom to suddenly having a roommate, at least she was kind, but she was never home, so it’s like she wasn’t even there. (it made ample opportunity to release your emotions when you couldn’t hold them in anymore.) from waking up to the singing of your mom or your siblings and smell of delicious food to waking up every hour in cold sweats, constantly looking around for some recognizable feature that told you where you were just to sit there in a weird sort of grief that you weren’t home.

it was hard. you tried to make friends in each of your classes, even trying to join clubs or societies in hopes of boosting credits for your future resume, and it worked to some point, but at the end of the day, you always felt so lonely.

the first few months are the worst, but you keep paddling through with your head held high.

when you meet taehyun, things start off rocky and you struggle to float. all this is because right away, he doesn’t like you. you’re kicked out of your group for the class you share together, and instead of forcing you to stay, your professor drops you in another with taehyun.

you had met the first time on a particularly chilly morning, you both showed up for your first class to see that class was cancelled and you both were at a loss for words, seemingly as the only two people who hadn’t gotten the memo. funnily enough, taehyun didn’t say a word, just scratching his head and rubbing the back of his neck, sighing at most. you were the one who opens up their mouth to ramble about how dumb you feel. his nose and ears were still red. you never quite noticed him before despite sharing the class for a month or two now. you weren’t aware of his name at the time either. one of his hands moves down to grip at the book bag strap on his shoulder. you blinked at him, too, falling into silence.

it was there that you got to see firsthand how he possibly had the largest pupils ever. big brown eyes that hypnotized you a little more than they should have.

it was a wordless conversation you didn’t realize you stepped in, seeing as his eyebrow arches and he scoffed. easily, your expression flipped in offense.

“i’m going home.” “what’s your name?”

both sentences were spoken at the same time. instead of answering like a normal person, taehyun simply walked past you, jaunting like if he doesn’t haul ass, he’d die.

“hello?!” you shouted out, watching his back and him disappearing around a corner. that had been the first encounter. so, you rolled your eyes and just walked away, back to your dorm.

that became the first of many times: many instances in which taehyun really didn’t want to be there with you, but seeing as you had no other way out, you tried to make the most of it. he liked fighting it. after refusing to even speak to you for the first few weeks, it quickly turned into constant bickering. you needed the document for the group project? sorry, he can’t share it with you. he wanted to present the simplest part of the presentation? whoops, you already claimed it. your group mates sucked, so it was always you two meeting outside of class to work on it. you gave each other a hard time, on purpose definitely.

it certainly hadn’t helped that you befriended his own best friends, who forced the proximity even more. you didn’t even get the hype of how they, the sweetest beings, could be friends with him — until one day, you stayed too late at the library and as you were leaving, you caught him walking a very important looking gentleman out the door. taehyun listened carefully to every word the man spoke, every word revolving around theories and fissions, scientific properties you hadn’t a clue about.

taehyun conversed with him like it was nothing. easy words that sounded to you like physicist or engineering jargon, but to him, he did it all with an intrigued smile. a smile. he looked so charming. those big pupils were so captivated. you found him so enchanting.

the man had simply said that they’ll see each other soon and he walked out of your grand library lobby. all while you remained standing behind him. he was quite passionate, a side you didn’t know he’d possessed. his tone soothed you and his eyes lit up.

after that, you quietly started crushing on him. blushing while having to talk to him, though it wasn’t a chore for you. you had to fight tooth and nail to not show the invisible excitement at seeing him. except that you avoided him and avoided the normal arguing. playful arguing that made you both seem childish. it became civil suddenly.

taehyun caught onto it pretty fast, but not the crush part. he only suspected that you were hiding something. the core to every argument had been that you thought he was stuck up and he thought you were annoying. you’d reverted back to where you started.

yeonjun, his roommate, would point out that you both seemed like an old couple who squabbled all the time. taehyun never said anything but simply rolled his eyes. the only time he ever took action was when someone would say that you two fought like siblings.

who knew why that above all seemed to get to him?

taehyun was cold, irritable, always in a rush, wanting everything to be perfect, but he never did anything to hurt you, if anything sometimes he’d go out of his way to make sure you weren’t hurt, despite all his claims that you annoyed the life out of him. that certainly didn’t seem to help your feelings for him that were building and boy, were they building fast. you assumed they were nothing more than attraction to his appearance, his hidden passion, his quick wit, his understanding of boundaries even in this weird frenemies thing you both had going on, and the fact that you were spending more and more time together. practically every night, you came home seething with a very late comeback to what he said, already ready to go to sleep, no time to even realize how homesick you are.

taehyun getting forced to sit next to you and to eat next to you and to hand you everything, by the guys, slowly became something you liked. even if you felt a little guilty and selfish that you enjoyed it despite taehyun not liking it. it was like pulling the hand of fate into your favor.

one night, after taehyun had reminded you to get home safely, with a begrudging attitude, yeonjun pulled you aside to tell you that your little crush on him was pretty obvious and that you needed to do something.

the news of this being obvious hit you like a truck. and the truck turned into a train once you looked over yeonjun’s shoulder to see taehyun’s back, walking away and disappearing over the corner of the living room. he’d heard you most likely.

you didn’t tell yeonjun about this, trying to convince yourself he hadn’t heard a thing. no need to make a big deal out of nothing!

there was no room for this when the next day, taehyun tried to avoid you, just like how you started. when you finally got his attention and forced him to talk to you, after your shared class, he sighed deeply and looked you in the eyes, telling you something that made you shut up instantly.

he had a tight grip on his book bag strap, eyelids lax, but tense in his jaw and brow.

“look, y/n, you need to stop trying so hard. i don’t know how, or even why, you haven’t gotten the memo yet, but this little crush you have on me… you shouldn’t bother. maybe you liked me before we started working together or whatever. you’re so stubborn and insistent, and it’s not going to get you anywhere. i hate to break it to you, but you ought to stop trying with me. just get your nose out of me and my business, alright?”

your eye had twitched, lips had parted, and you wanted to unleash buckets of anger, all that you could do was let out a little, quiet yelp. he blinked at that before walking past you. a part of you felt like he left something out of his little monologue at you, and on purpose. his tone had seemed more of a warning and almost like he was trying to be nice, but like every time he tried talking to you, it always came off wrong.

you didn’t let him off the hook this time though, running after him and blocking his way, almost tripping but letting him catch you.

“what?” taehyun asks a little belligerent and impatient. those big eyes and focused expression could make you swoon. but, you don’t. what you do is put your palm in his face, laughing softly, with “look, buddy. if you’re uncomfortable about me thinking you’re cute, just say that. you don’t have to preach to me about whatever the hell you were saying earlier.”

you miss the way his eyes enlarge, pupils dilate, adam’s apple bobs, and ears tinge like a cherry.

“did you not listen to me? i’m saying — ”

“no, i heard you the first time, kang. no need to mansplain at me,” that makes him laugh in amusement. it’d be a lie to say that you didn’t find that attractive. “what i’m saying is that all i think is that i think you’re cute. not like i like you like that. so don’t get so cocky. besides, we’re working on a semester project, not our vows. so, let’s just continue our work so we can finish strong and not see each other after this, alright?” you’re spouting lies and phrases fused from denial, feeling your stomach twist, still so unaware of how loud taehyun’s heart is pounding in his ears.

“that’s not what yeonjun hyung said last night,” he tries to fire back, but you brush him off, stepping back ready to run off.

“i don’t want to hear it. i’m not arguing with a man with big brown eyes like you. so, i disagree or you’re wrong, or whatever you say, gorgeous, but i think we’re done. i’ll see you next class or at your dorm if the guys invite me back.”

you do your best to saunter off with your chin up high, turning the corner to fall apart, while taehyun is still reeling from what you said. it’s one thing for someone to be so sure of themselves and call him cute, but it’s another for you, who’s borderline never sure, to say that about him to his very face.

after that, taehyun stops showing up to class and you stop getting texts from the guys to come over. it was a jumble of your worst nightmare.

you do try to message, disguising your fear as curiosity, and soobin replies, telling you that you all can’t hang out at the dorm because it’s too messy but can hang out outside. the excuse felt a little off, so you don’t bother. you don’t even have taehyun’s phone number.

why should you hang out with them when they’re his friends? why should you do whatever you want and be fake when you’re just lonely and are trying to distract yourself from everything?

things go static after that.

you regret trying anything at all in the first place.

fall break comes around, the week before finals prep then actual finals. you had purchased a round trip ticket to fly back home to be back with your family, since you couldn’t find inexpensive flight tickets for the holidays. this would be your only chance to see your family until spring break, or summer break at the latest.

of course, right when you’re ready to go, your professor emails you to tell you that none of your group mates posted the work that was due right before break. it was up to them to have done it. this is the same group you and taehyun shared, so the fact that no one did anything killed you. if nothing was turned in by tomorrow night, you would be dropped with a fail as your grade. your flight left tomorrow morning but with layovers, you’d be on a second flight at the scheduled time. you hadn’t even packed and it took hours to get to the airport. not to mention it was four weeks worth of work.

it wasn’t even the final, but it still was a quarter of your entire grade. you always showed up and did every assignment, but you had failed a few tests. you were alone in the dark.

despairingly, you realized what you were up against. you didn’t stand a chance. not when you didn’t understand the material to the depth needed to complete it before this quick deadline, thoughts full of taehyun and insecurities long pushed that room away.

so, instead of taking the night to pack and get ready to go see your family, you simply leave your dorm with your book bag, trudging over to the vacant library. through blurred vision, your thumb finds the contact you’re looking for easily and your breezy, little walk that you are used to taking everyday becomes one full of regret and guilt. it’s worse because your mom doesn’t let you get a word in, all too excited, going on about what she’s done to prepare for your arrival, how your siblings are getting your room ready, how everyone is cooking your favorite foods, and how everyone is getting ready for the drive to pick you up.

when you make it to the corner of the library, the little nook you always gravitate to, not a soul in sight, you find that you can’t bear to let this go on any longer and, painstakingly, you tell her the truth. your voice sounds unfamiliar to you: hoarse, confused, uneven, broken. your mom’s silence buried daggers in your heart.

your dear mother does her best to pretend like she isn’t too saddened, but you know the truth. she apologizes deeply, asking if you’re okay and taking care of you when that shouldn’t be the case. you’re the one who disappointed their mom and entire family. it’s difficult saying goodbye to each other, but you manage. the wind is howling outside, fog setting over the field and empty parking lot from your window view. you’re utterly completely alone.

you let your hand that is gripping onto your phone dangle by your side. there’s no words or movements, even any thoughts, you manage, too overtaken with the tide of frustration, anger, guilt, and sorry you feel. after a few long minutes, a cry erupts from your throat, magma comes forth in the form of hot, thick tears, a runny nose, and the most broken wail you try but overall fail to suppress. you double over from the pain of it all, dropping your phone and hunching over the chair. you’re not sure whether it’s because it’s so quiet or you’re so loud, but the ringing in your ears run over sharp, white noise. everything is so loud.

the rapid breaths you draw in to stay breathing sound so far away, like you’ve got water in your ears. your hands are clammy, fingers numb, and looking foreign the more you look at them. it all seems like the tunnel you’ve been trying to get through is never ending. where’s the light? you can’t breathe anymore, let alone hear them.

something in the distance all of a sudden shuffles, and you feel the shift even from inside.

“y/n?”

there it is.

you lift your head, film of your eyes too thick and blurry to push through to see the one person you never thought would willingly appear before you. your ears take him in for you. taehyun.

footsteps tread closer and with them, you feel his warmth despite the slight chill to his clothes from having been outside. he stands beside you now. you must look so concerning since you’re gripping onto the chair as you fail to remain steady over it. taehyun swallows down the fear and other mess of emotions he’d been feeling. seeing you this way is much too painful. he doesn’t know what to do internally, but his body knows before him, making his way over to you, trying to grasp everything in spite of your silence. your sobs settle, but you’re still crying, face dropping back.

“ — i miss my mom so much,” you say through choked words, fingers shaking. “i wanna go home…”

taehyun gently guides you to stand. it’s a gesture you comply to without a care, accepting the way he seamlessly shifts you up to now lean your body in his embrace. his arms wrap around you, rubbing your shoulder with his rhumb and the other moving in soothing circles on your lower back.

he doesn’t know what to say, but he doesn’t think anything needs to be said. your hushed down cries seem to agree, now diminished to muffled sniffles and quiet sobs. it’s enough. it’s more than enough.

“use my sweater as a tissue, why don’t you?” he mutters, feeling your fist of his hoodie loosen, your head pulling away, before he squeezes you: his way of reassuring you despite his ill timed joke.

taehyun lies his cheek on the top of your head, closing his eyes with relief when you quiet down.

“you’re okay, i promise. i promise,” he offers in a whisper and you mirror his actions, hands fisting his clothes a little more in agreement.

minutes pass. neither of you are sure how many, but neither of you seem to care until you do.

your hands slide down now to your sides as you’re the first to slowly move away, taehyun hesitating to let go. those large, round eyes bear right into yours. he doesn’t shy away from you even if you think that it might have killed him to have had to comfort you like that.

“sorry you had to see that,” you apologize, rubbing your cheeks and corners of your eyes with the back of your hand hastily. he doesn’t say anything. “and that you had to deal with me like that, too.”

taehyun draws the line there, scoffing quietly, and you pause.

“i didn’t do it because i felt obligated. you think i, kang taehyun, spend my time with you, bickering, struggling, working together with you because i feel like i have to?” the seam of your eyes, nose, lips are either swollen or red. your eyelash framed sclerae are hued in pink from your cry, but even in this moment, they astound him.

you might have commented on his pretty eyes once or twice, but your expressed thoughts have nothing on the way he thinks about yours. they shimmer, glow, and somehow never tell a lie; taehyun thinks your eyes are one of the most beautiful things about you.

you blink at him and he sighs. doubt and maybe a little insecurity flows through his veins. for a braniac like him, the things that taehyun says to you never come out the way they’re supposed to.

“i do everything with you because i want to.”

oh.

you say that much, shy for the first time that he’s seen.

“a-anyway,” taehyun’s stutter makes your heart do the fifth backflip it’s done since he arrived. “i got the email from our professor, too. don’t think the other jackasses did, and i went hunting for them, but looks like they’re gone.”

it’s implied that he looked for you. you remember his previous statement and try to fight the blush.

“yeah, they beat me to it,” you comment, sniffling a little, sinuses still fresh. he nods.

“were you planning on doing all the work, y/n?”

you manage a nod, moving to sit down, still facing him.

“i was supposed to go home for the break, which reminds me, i’m shocked to see you’re still here.” your tone lights up when you mention him and taehyun brushes that off with a hand. “and then? you decided to stay to do it all?”

a moment of silence falls and you nod again, wordless so suddenly. he doesn’t say anything for a moment either. he stays still, arms crossed, pensive.

“we should probably — ” “go.”

“huh?” “i said to go. you should go home.”

you move to stand now, confused.

“taehyun, i’m not leaving you to do it all. i can help you at the very least — ”

“no, y/n, go. i know it’s a lot, i know what exactly we have to do, i know what i’ve been missing since i was skipping class, i know what to do, which is exactly why you have to go.” you’re too caught in the lull of his voice, the intensity of his gaze and words to realize the meaning behind them. you blink before you give a big grin.

“so, you were skipping!”

taehyun rolls his eyes at that, ready to retort but softens once he sees your teary eyes.

“are you sure? it’s so, so, so much work. i can’t let you do all of it.” he smiles a little and his dimples spring to life.

“and i can’t let you stay here to do it,” you both stare at each other for a bit before you have to look away, all too shy. “we’re going to be okay, i promise.”

even if this change in character is giving you whiplash and it’s feeding into your delusions from some time ago when your crush was bad, your heart still manages to beat something quicker, touched at his courage and will. you feel evil in going forth with something like this, something he told you to do, but it feels so meaningful, your heart is so full.

you nod again, stepping forward to give him a hug with an arm around his shoulder (or what you can reach) and the other around his waist. maybe it’s too intimate. maybe he’ll be grossed out by how forward you are with this. maybe —

“i’ll be right here when you get back.” he whispers and you shiver.

“okay,” is all you say, pulling away with a smile, thanking him to infinity, rushing through your discussion of what you wanted to accomplish before he’s nearly pushing you out of there and you have to actually run to do what is needed to to go back home. taehyun watches you leave before settling in to work on the project.

while you’re away, you finally get to relax for just a little at being with your family. taehyun manages to get your number, texting you a picture of the graded response: an a minus and a selfie in which taehyun looks exhausted. he later adds, ‘i took 6 shots after this’.

(the other groupmates received f’s in their entire grade for the class, once taehyun did as much as he could and have the explanation that was much needed.)

you thank him in every possible way, even trying to send him money, but he shoots it all down. so, when you beg the question, ‘isn’t there anything i can do to thank you?’

well… there is one thing.

taehyun takes you out on a date. it takes you five of those days to figure out that he’s liked you all along.

not bad for your first semester away from family. you find a new one in your made friends and a second in taehyun. he was right. it was all going to be alright.

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ending note: so this is soooo bad but i had this idea or rather scene and it sorta got away from me and i think it’s pretty obvious that i wrote this backwards but 😄 anyway i hope you liked it at least :< please have a good day!

[whereisten]

OMG YOURE BACK IVE MISSED YOU GUYS❤️

and omg you’re writing again too?😭 what a good dayyyy. I clicked on the notification when I saw that tumblr notified be you guys were back💗 anywaysss for the prompt game:

“It hurts…” “what?” “Loving someone who doesn’t love you…”

Can i have it with yangyang please❤️😭 thank youuu, preferably friends to lovers where yangyang is oblivious the reader has a crush on him

BUT ALSO HOW ARE YOU GUYSS, IVE MISSED YOU

Thank you SO so much!!! We are doing well and hope you are too 🥺💖💖💖 I’m sorry this took so long but here we go!! I hope you like it!

Unrequited Love (a,f)

Yangyang x female reader (oneshot)

Contains: angst, fluff, a little cursing, jealousy, surprise guest 😏

Word count: 1.9k

25.”It hurts…” “what?” “Loving someone who doesn’t love you…”

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“I can’t believe I’m ready before you for once.” You swung your chair back to facing Yangyang’s gaming computer to finish the level he could never beat. You were both getting ready for your senior prom or what the entire world referred to as “the best night of your life.” 

You weren’t so sure about that, after all, you had no date. To make matters worse, you’d have to watch your one true love go with someone else. You didn’t think it was fair, but if it made Yangyang happy, that’s all that mattered.

Yangyang scoffed “well…you don’t have to wear much makeup, you don’t have to do anything special to look..pretty.” The last word came out in the most gentle whisper, but you still heard it.

Your thumbs stuttered in movement. You didn’t move your character in time and quickly lost a life as some other player took advantage of your shock and shot you.

You paused the game and turned to him slowly. He still buttoned his dress shirt up like he didn’t do or say anything wrong.

“W-what did you just say?”

He turned to you with a smirk as he folded his collar. “Nothing.” He shrugged.

“Wait wait wait wait…” you jumped out of the chair and walked up to him.

“You can’t just-!”

He interrupts you with a loud sigh.

“Can you fix my bow tie for me?”

He hands you the tie while your mouth is still open.

You scoff and take it in your hands.

You stepped closer to him, bowing your head slightly so you could pay closer attention to his slender neck.

You were shaking and you hoped he didn’t notice, but this was the closest you had been to the boy you secretly loved.

Your fingers simply brushed his warm skin and you felt sparks at the tips. You swallowed hard as you remembered just how good he looked in a suit.

He chuckled. “At this rate, we’ll never get to prom.”

You rolled your eyes. “Maybe if you stopped taking a peak at my cleavage and tilted your head back, this would be easier for me!”

Yangyang quickly looked up to elongate his neck but not before ushering an “ugh ew!”

You knew he was joking, but a part of you felt defeated at that. Why didn’t he feel the same way about you? Why did he have to crush on the most basic looking girl? You’ve known him since 5th grade, she’s only known him since this year. It wasn’t fair, but once again, she made him happy, that’s all that matters.

You finally stepped back and turned from him. “There..you’re all set..can we go now?”

Yangyang frowned when you turned away from him. He didn’t know why you seemed sad for the biggest night of your lives, but he wished you weren’t. You were supposed to have fun together.

“Y/n..” he said softly.

“Yeah?” You looked at him over your shoulder. 

Time moved slowly. In a perfect world, this would be the moment. He’d finally confess his love to you. He’d ditch his date or maybe you’d both ditch prom altogether and just hang out. You would spend time together and express your love for each other. He’d say “I’m sorry I didn’t realize it until now.” And finally, you’d finally-

“You ready for some fun?” He tossed the car keys to you and smiled brightly.

You forced a smile and nodded.

———

Yangyang met his date at prom and you watched from the side as they took photos. You pretended to fix your hair and makeup. You looked at your nails and even talked to random students you never even seen before tonight. You tried everything not to watch them together. Your heart was breaking. You felt so beautiful and yet, you envied the girl at the center of Yangyang’s attention.

Yangyang held her closely as they walked towards the dance floor. He turned back to you when he realized you were behind him and waved you over. However, you pretended not to see him over the crowd and went outside to the balcony area.

You looked over a beautiful garden lit by white Christmas lights and the gazebo at the center. It was perfect. You could easily feel like a princess. If only you had a Prince.

“It hurts..” a male voice echoes from the doorway.

You turned to him. “What?”

“Loving someone who doesn’t love you..” he tilts his head towards the party.

The boy is none other than your ex, Jeno.

You chuckled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Jeno.”

He steps closer to you, standing right across from you now as you look back out at the garden.

“Come on y/n…I see the look in your eyes when you look at Yangyang..you look at him like he created the stars, the moon, and night itself..”

You look back at Jeno as he looks deeply into your eyes.

“I would’ve given anything to have you look at me that way..just once.” He continues.

“Jeno..you know I—“ you swallowed hard.

“You have a special place in your heart for me..yeah I know, I remember the break-up letter you wrote to me.” He chuckled.

“What you feel now…is what I felt every day I was with you.”

“Is that why you came out here? To make me feel worse than I already do?” Your eyes started to fill up with tears and you weren’t sure why. Jeno was so sweet. He was a great boyfriend, but your heart belonged to Yangyang, even he couldn’t keep you from loving him.

But you weren’t crying because of Jeno, were you? No, you were crying because he was right. It did hurt to love someone that didn’t love you back.

He shook his head. “No..I’m here to tell you to stop..either let him go or tell him the truth..”

“Jeno..you know I can’t do that.”

“Tell him everything, tell him how you feel and how you can’t go five minutes without your heart racing just because he’s looked at you.”

“And what will that do? It will ruin our friendship, just stop.” You grew furious at Jeno’s bizarre statements and walked by him to the door leading back into the party.

He took your hand and pulled you back. “You broke up me because you love him! It’s only fair that you let him know that!”

Your head snaps back to him. “Fair for who? For you! I will never tell Yangyang.”

“Tell me what?” Yangyang speaks out from behind you.

You swallow hard and turn back to him, tears were running down your cheeks now. You were embarrassed. This night had turned into a mess so fast, you didn’t know what to do.

“Y/n? Are you okay? Jeno? What the hell did you do?”

Jeno let you go but remained silent.

“He--he didn’t do anything Yangyang, don’t worry about it, I’m fine.”

“Fuck that, you don’t look fine.” Yangyang grows angry at the sight of you in tears with your ex just a few feet away.

“What’s wrong? Why are you crying? What did he do, y/n?”

He reaches for your cheek but you back away.

Jeno steps to you, but Yangyang quickly pushes him away. “Back off asshole!”

“Yangyang!” You step in before the situation escalates. “Im not crying because of him..I’m crying because of you.” You let out and immediately regretted it. 

“What?” Yangyang stared in disbelief.

You ran through the party and out the front door. 

Yangyang ran after you as his date ran after him.

“Y/n! Let’s talk about this..is what he said true?”

You stopped in your tracks for a moment.

He heard Jeno. You grew even more embarrassed and started to run again.

You quickly hopped in your car and started to drive home. Tears blurred your vision, but you could still see a heartbroken and confused Yangyang in your review mirror.  He called out to you, but his voice grew quieter as you drove further and further away.

———

It was the next morning when you heard a knock on your door.

You pulled your pillow over your head and pretended to sleep.

After a few minutes, the door flew open.

You sighed and lifted the pillow off.

“It’s a Saturday, why are you waking me up-“ you mumbled, but stopped when you realized it wasn’t any parent coming in.

Yangyang stood at the foot of your bed with his arms crossed.

“You piss me off.” He picked up another pillow that was at the end of your bed and threw it hard at you. Your head flung back but you quickly grabbed the pillow that was behind your head and threw it at him.

“You piss ME off! What the hell do you want?” You jumped out bed and grabbed another pillow and threw it at him before he could respond.

He caught it in hands effortlessly and suddenly the two of you were paying an angry game of pillow dodgeball at 9 a.m.

“Why didn’t you answer my calls or at least text me, you asshole!!” He threw it back at you.

You stepped to the side. “Why did I ever give you a key to my house?!” You yelled and threw your high heel shoe this time.

Yangyang’s eyes widened as he dropped yo the floor to dodge it.

“Okay!! Okay! That’s enough!” He yelled.

You panted and say on the edge of your bed.

He stood up slowly before sitting beside you.

“Y/n…”

“I don’t want to talk about it Yangs.”

“Well..I do.” He said softly.

You turned to face him, your mascara was smudged and your hair was messy, you looked a mess, but Yangyang loved it nonetheless. To him, you were always beautiful.

“It’s my fault..” he sighed before continuing. “I’ve been so oblivious this entire time..because I’ve just been so focused on..”

“Yourself?” You smirked.

He chuckled. “..yeah.”

You sighed loudly and fell into the bed. “I’m sorry, I should’ve never said anything to Jeno..now I’ve made the friendship awkward.”

“What are you talking about? You’ve only made things clearer for me to be honest.”

Your brows furrowed.

“Y/n..I love you too..and not just a friendly love..I think..no, I know I love you.”

He laid down beside you.

You chuckled. “And now you’re making fun of me.”

He places a hand on your chin and turns your face towards his. He kisses you without much thought, keeping his lips on yours in hopes that you won’t pull away.

And you don’t. You close your eyes and embrace the kiss, feeling like all your worries were lifted from your shoulders. You no longer felt heartbroken.

You pulled away to breathe and blinked rapidly. “That was…”

“Amazing.”

“Weird.” You said before laughing. You both felt strange but good.

“What about your date from last night? Are you sure about this?” You displayed a look of concern that Yangyang found to be adorable.

“Oh her? She’s pretty and all..but she isn’t you.”

You smiled widely before sitting up and grabbing a pillow to throw at him. 

“If you barge into my room like that again, I’ll throw actual basketballs.”

He laughs and wraps his arms around your waist to pull you back to the bed.

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Thank youuu I hope you enjoyed!! I was actually gonna stop it at the scene where y/n drives away but i wanna be nice hehe

[lov3lys0ul]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐃

𝑫𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑵𝑻! 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒚𝒖 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒐/𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: Chifuyu meets a girl named the Reader who is called the Goddess of Beauty by everyone for the first time before Valentines Day.

𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: HAPPY VALENTINES DAYYYY, love you guys so much. I decided that starting on February 21st, I'll do your requests since I have been running out of ideas and also need to go back to Wattpad to make adjustments. My Wattpad is now changed to Taijus_Wifey, so hopefully you guys understand that. And I might chance my writing style for Tumblr, so beware of why my work MIGHT look different.

"Who's that?" Chifuyu asked.

"Y-You never heard of her? She's the most beautiful girl in the whole school... [Name] [Last Name]!" A male student replied, staring at the girl who was smiling and talking with a female student. [Name] was known as the school president, top player in the Soccer team, and also a School Ambassador due to her perfect grades and all. "Pretty, huh?" Chifuyu ignored the remark before walking into the classroom and most students stopped before the girl who was talking to her backed up in a scared way.

"Why are you moving?"

"B-B-Because, he's THE Chifuyu Matsuno! Everyone has been talking about him." She whispered to her, and Chifuyu walked closer to her. As he walked, it had gotten a bit harder since her beautiful appearance and the light beams had broke his bad side. 'She's smiling instead of running away... Why isn't she moving?' He thought shocked. A smile still planted on her lips as she faces Chifuyu, wanting to see if he was a bad guy. "So, you're [Name] [Last Name]?" He asked. "Mhm, I heard that you are Chifuyu Matsuno." She chuckles, happy to finally meet him. After she said that, a bit of anger filled Chifuyu from her being so nice. No one has ever been so nice to him, since people (excluding Baji) were afraid of him they would not speak or just run for their lives. 'Damn it, how is it possible for her to not be afraid of me? Maybe she might be an angel!!' He thought angry.

"What's wrong, your face is red?" [Name] asked, staring straight at his face that was slowly rising up.

Slowly his entire body felt like it was on fire, since she was an beautiful angel from heaven. In any situation, she would smile and try to make anyone or anything happy. On the inside, the blonde had felt something rise inside of his heart... And that was because of you.

"N-Nothing!" He lied as [Name] chuckled and had her hand out, with a phone number in it. "Here's my phone number. You can call me anytime." Chifuyu looks at it before taking it and staring at the numbers on the card. A small smile planted on his face as he left, [Name] waved him goodbye.

- 𝐎𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 -

[Name] walked out of her classroom and into the outside part of the school to head to her next class, and seen her best friend who would always wait for her since they got the same class. "Hey, [Name]!" She told her. [Name] smiles and waves at her with closed eyes, and walked together. "Are you and Chifuyu ok?" [Friend's Name] asked. She explains to her that everything was ok, and they were the best of friends. He had grown so soft yet kind to her, and he told her about Baji who was his right hand man.

As they walked inside the class, your eyes widened in surprise, and gasped just like the rest of the class and your friend. "Chifuyu!" She said in shock.

In his hand, he had a bag with a teddy bear, chocolates, a rose, including a wrapped up gift and a card inside. "W-Will you be my Valentine, [Name]-chan." He asked and Baji on the other hand held a poster that the two made on the weekend. It took only a couple minutes to actually respond to his question before saying yes to him and accepting the gift he got for her.

"R-Really?" He asked.

"Yes, Chifuyu Matsuno. I'll be your Valentine and your girlfriend!" She smiles at him, and hugs him with her free arm as she pulls him closer. As they hugged, tears fell from his eyes... It wasn't from sadness, but it was from happiness. He thought that she was going to say no, but instead said yes... And it was all thanks to her. The angel, the goddess of beauty, and his light.

I guess she wasn't bad at all...

And for that, he will never leave her to betray her... He loved her and she loved him...