When you walk in on him changing/shirtless
Obey me older brothers x GN!reader
(part 2)
What compelled me to do this? The fact people would read it and that I think "hey it's half decent" I mostly see this as a comedy thing tbh. Anyways this is my first time writing anything like this so bare with me. Sorry if it's ooc
Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Levi,
CW: fevers, slightly suggestive, cussing, lesson 21-22 spoilers, not proof read
★ Lucifer
No
Honestly there is absolutely no way you'd have this happen on accident
Fam you can try on purpose but I don't think that's going to work out since we already know Mammon tried
If you do try on purpose he's probably gonna punish you or something (a lot of you guys are kinky shits/lh so I wouldn't be surprised if you did try)
Though there was one occasion where you did see him shirtless on accident
It was during the golden hell newt syrup incident. While you were away he had been over working himself like crazy to distract himself from thinking of you. So having the syrup didn't help at all.
Dude was running a fever. He was hot af, especially in his clothes. Like, man that's a shit ton of heavy layers
Couldn't concentrate on his work thanks to his high body temp so he asks you to fetch him an ice pack
At this point he was mentally done. Over worked, over heating, golden hellfire newt syrup. His brain wasn't functioning properly
Says fuck it, and just strips. Like, takes off his coat, takes off his vest, loosens his tie and unbuttons his shirt.
And then just takes off his damn shirt.
Less than a minute later you enter the room with some human world ice coffee you made, and of course as per his request, an ice pack.
You two just stare at each for a bit out of shock. This isn't a dream right? Can't be considered that Ice pack is really cold.
After staring at each other for ten seconds Lucifer Just straight grabs the ice pack and puts it on his forehead. It's water within two minutes
"Lucifer... are you sick?" You can deduct he's obviously not doing good. His brows are furrowed and sweat is dripping off him like crazy. Then he collapsed onto you.
"I'm sorry Mc. I didn't want for you to see me like this," he manages. Still conscious, but very weak. You now get to struggle for ten minutes trying to get his 6'3, heavy, sweaty, extremely warm body onto his bed :D
Do you get to see Luci shirtless? Yeah. Did you also have a ten minute arm workout you didn't want? Yes. You got what you gave and wanted what you got. Ps he likes your iced coffee
★ Mammon
Mammon invited you to his room to help him study for his upcoming test. You were nicer than Satan or Lucifer and loads more helpful then Belphie
Forgot you were coming, thinking he had an extra thirty minutes went to go in the community bath
When you did show up, you just opened the door. It's not that knocking was a foreign concept to you, it's that it was a foreign concept to Mammon and you thought if he didn't knock to come in your room, he wouldn't mind it if you just walked right in.
You walk in and, oh no one’s here. You brush it off and think he’s probably trying to scam people or being scolded by Lucifer
Well five minutes later Mammon walks in with a towel and enter screaming from both of you.
He calls you a pervert and you respond by throwing him a shirt and jeans.
He changes and you guys just sit in awkward silence
No homework is done. Just sitting in silence and trying to figure out what to say
At some point he just grabs your hand but doesn’t say anything, so you guys just sit in silence holding hands and it’s actually kind of nice.
Honestly this probably happens more than once.
You never bring it up. Ever.
After a while he just stops caring but it still surprises him and he feels a little embarrassed.
★ LEVIATHAN
Also a very unlikely one because he’s a shut in and has a password system with his door
But there is an occasion it happens (or else I wouldn’t be making this)
As we all know, he loves cosplaying. And one particular day he gets a new cosplay and tells you to come over
So you do. Not much is going on anyways, and Levi is an amazing cosplayer
When you say the password no answer comes. You say it again. Nothing. So you rap your knuckles against the door
This time there’s a very muffled sound and a thud. Worried you open the door
And there you find Levi on the floor, tangled up all in his cosplay
The cosplay he ordered was a magical girl one and it was complicated as hell to put on. So many holes. Poor baby got tangled up in it and fell on the ground. Tried texting you but that failed
You stand there in shock for a minute. Mildly confused on what the fuck was happening but you pieced it together pretty quickly
“Mc please help me. I’m stuck.”
Being Leviathan’s best friend you do what he asks. Helping him figure out which are arm holes, which is a head hole and which is just a hole for fan service.
Yes you did see him partially shirtless since you two were trying to figure out how to get into that damn cosplay
The end result was actually really nice. He looked great and you helped him a little with his make up
Literally takes him half an hour to realise you saw him shirtless because he had such fun taking pictures and hanging out with you.
The minute he does he goes into his panic and shoves you out of his room.
Talks to Henry 2.0 about what just happened and how disgusted you must have been to see how unfit he was.
Can’t talk to you or look at you for nearly a week after the incident.
You eventually bring it up to him and he explains his insecurities about his body. You reassure him that you thought he looked fine and that he looked amazing
you guys cosplay together more often from then on.
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Chapter 25: Screw Reincarnation
A/n: I’m so sorry about missing my update this weekend. Things have been really crazy with me being sick and school and also prepping for ateez. I’ll be basically camping out for the Dallas Ateez concert so if you see someone wrapped in a burrito blanket and/or a faux fur coat (I’m cosplaying joong) scribbling fanfiction in a notebook then please come up and say hi!!! I’d love to meet y’all! Tag List is Open <3
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Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader
Genre: Series, Fluff, Angst, Comedy, Idol au, Secret Relationship
Updates: Saturday 9 AM CDT (Hopefully)
WC: 4.2k
Warnings: Cursing, Privacy Invasion, Dieting, Overworking, 18+Themes (eventually), Intense threats, Mention of suicide, Mention of violence
Summary: Privacy. Normalcy. Love. Y/n was ready to give all of that up when she became an idol. She was more than happy with the absence of those qualities in her life until a certain six foot mountain of sunshine and chaos was cast opposite her in her first drama. Confronted with the fact that she no longer knows what she wants; Y/n must decide if he’s truly worth giving up the life she’s dreamed of…and how much damage she’ll let happen before she makes a decision.
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Third POV
The chilling autumn wind blew across the roof of the building. About thirty people stood on the rooftop, all dressed in heavy padded winter coats. Y/n was cautious of the rolling cameras catching behind the scenes footage of the cast and crew.
The tall idol stood behind her also covered by a heavy black coat much like the one she wore over her thin cardigan. Seeing the girl shiver, instinctively he reached forward and rubbed his hands up and down her arms. Y/n jabbed an elbow in his stomach when she caught Jaebong, her manager giving the two a weird look. "Sorry," She whispered as she turned to face her counterpart.
"Okay! Everybody gather around we are gonna do a walk-through and see if we can get this done in one shot! We've got rain coming in two hours and we still have the beach scene to do after we finish here." Several cast members including the two idols slowly made their way through the cold wind to the director.
Jaebong groaned. "Can we please go home? I miss my bed." Though it was under his breath, Y/n heard and gave her manager a light kick in the shin.
The director cleared his throat and waved for the behind-the-scenes cameras to stop filming. Yunho seeing an opportunity, came right up behind the girl until he felt her shoulders press against his chest. He looked in the opposite direction as he felt her relax into his warmth and lean back into him slightly. Since everyone was packed close together no one seemed to notice the two idols oddly closer than the rest of them.
The director cleared his throat and waved for the behind-the-scenes cameras to stop filming. Yunho seeing an opportunity, came right up behind the girl until he felt her shoulders press against his chest. He looked in the opposite direction as he felt her relax into his warmth and lean back into him slightly. Since everyone was packed close together no one seemed to notice the two idols oddly closer than the rest of them.
The director cleared his throat and waved for the behind-the-scenes cameras to stop filming. Yunho seeing an opportunity, came right up behind the girl until he felt her shoulders press against his chest. He looked in the opposite direction as he felt her relax into his warmth and lean back into him slightly. Since everyone was packed close together no one seemed to notice the two idols oddly closer than the rest of them.
The director cleared his throat and waved for the behind-the-scenes cameras to stop filming. Yunho seeing an opportunity, came right up behind the girl until he felt her shoulders press against his chest. He looked in the opposite direction as he felt her relax into his warmth and lean back into him slightly. Since everyone was packed close together no one seemed to notice the two idols oddly closer than the rest of them.
"So we filmed the lead-up already. Yunho set Y/n up for the stunt with the first couple of lines. The mat is down below so Y/n as soon as we start rolling they are ready for you to fall. If we can get this done in one take then after this we will have Yunho go to make up for the tears and shoot the next scene while Y/n films the catch with Kang Ki Young. Sound good?"
A chorus of agreement came from the crowd. The boy squeezed her hand as the crowd dispersed. "Places in two minutes!" The assistant director called out. Jaebong helped Y/n shed the heavy black coat, leaving her only in a light cardigan and jeans. The wind whipped her hair around as the girl walked up to edge of the roof.
Yunho stood behind her getting ready to be held back by the several burly-looking men nearby. This was an intense scene and the director wanted it in one go. Nari had become a problem for her old loan shark who was now threatening Jaeyoung, Yunho's character. He gave her a choice. Kill herself or he would kill Jaeyoung.
Y/n knew that if she looked at Yunho before the camera started rolling she would chicken out. He had told her the night before about how scared he was about the stunt. She was falling from a four-story building. He had reason to worry. If something went wrong she might never be able to walk again.
Knowing he was looking at her, she gave a thumbs up by her side, eyes still staring at the skyline and out into the ocean nearby. "The stunt coordinator came by her side. "Don't forget to tap Ki Young's hand on the way down if you can." She nodded, closing her eyes and getting into character. "We shot the pull sequence on the soundstage so even if you miss it on the way down its okay. Good luck!"
With a pat on the back, Y/n was left alone. She took a deep breath and looked over the side at the huge air bag ready to catch her. She also saw Ki Young in place, two stories down, who waved at the girl.
"Ready for fall stunt." Someone on the ground called up with a megaphone.
"Ki Young in place on story two."
They were just waiting for her signal and then the director would call action. There were easily four cameras just angled or near the girl. All were to catch her fall. Not to mention the others set up to catch her descent down.
Yunho was nervously wringing in hands together. He couldn't tell if the cold or his anxiousness was the cause of their shaking. No matter how many times they had rehearsed this stunt on the soundstage, his stomach dropped just seeing Y/n standing so close to the ledge.
“Ready to fall.” She called out. The girl turned around to face the other actors behind her. The director radioed down her response and called action.
Three men grabbed Yunho from behind and he struggled against their grip. Another man in a suit sauntered towards the girl near the ledge, picking up a piece of her hair and smelling it. “Such a shame.” Y/n grimaced as his finger trailed down her neck. “Time to make your choice, Nari.”
“Han Nari!” Yunho called out before a fake blow was struck to his torso. The man crumpled over but let his head be lifted by one of the men. “Nari-“
“Tick tock, tick tock-“
“Shut up, Hwang. I’ve made my choice.” Y/n stared down the man next to her and took a step back, getting even closer to the edge. The cold wind whipped her hair in all directions. Yunho watched her delicate fingers brush it away from her face. Her features were steady and almost void of emotion but even from the other side of the roof Yunho could see her bottom lip quivering.
The actor playing Hwang rolled his eyes as he watched the two love interests exchange stares. “Times up.”
With a flick of his wrist, the man pushed Y/n over the side. Yunho screamed and pushed past the men holding him, running to the edge of the roof. Just before she disappeared completely over the edge their eyes met and all Yunho saw was fear. He reached out but was yanked backwards and onto the ground.
Y/n was not afraid. Not of the fall at least. What scared her was the chilling cry that came out of her counterpart. It sounded almost too real. She regained her faculties and twisted so she was to fall safely on her back.
She looked down as she fell, seeing the outstretched hand of her fellow actor. All she did was reach out and tap his palm. If either tried to hold on then it would become very dangerous.
The next thing the actress felt was the cool vinyl material of the air bag enveloping her. Almost wrapping around her like a mother would swaddle a child. A loud cheer erupted from the crew on the ground and two coordinators helped the girl off the air bag.
Her legs felt like jelly, but she forced herself to stand up and smile. Someone beside her got called on the radio as crew surrounded her and patted her on the back telling the girl what an amazing job she did.
After the radio call was done they called the attention of everyone on the ground. “Move the air bag! Get the cars in place! They’ve got real tears up on the roof so we are gonna shoot Jaeyoung’s POV all the way through. He’s coming down!”
Every member of the crew launched into action. In record time the air bag was deflated and two emergency service vehicles took its place. Y/n was quickly ushered into a corridor just off the front entrance of the building. Only a moment later did Ki Young rush down the stairs and join her.
She heard him before she saw him. A choked sob and then the sound of someone fumbling slightly down stairs. As they passed all she could see were shadows. The staff beside her, adjuster her cardigan and put a hand on her shoulder. Quietly into their radio they whispered, “Sending Nari in 5, 4, 3, 2,” With a light tap on her shoulder Ki young guided her out of the building, supporting her on the way down the steps.
Frantically her eyes searched for Yunho. She found him back pressed up against the wall and knees pulled into his chest, “Go to wide shot!” Someone called out.
She quickly thanked her cast member and turned towards the crying idol. Her feet scrapped against the sidewalk as she slowly moved closer to her mark. For a moment she just stood before him and looked down at the crying man.
His shoulder shook as uneven cries left his chest and his long fingers began to roughly pull at his hair. Gently the girl crouched down and let her fingers fall around his wrist. The crying didn’t stop so she let her fingers wrap around his.
Yunho’s breath hitched and started to slow but he did not lift his head. “Hey- Fish boy……what are you crying about.” Cautiously, Yunho raised his head, red and blue light flashing over his face. Very real tears poured down his cheeks. His eyes were already puffy and red, and they closed feeling Y/n’s hand come to rest on his cheek.
A heart wrenching cry left his lips and Y/n felt her throat begin to tighten as well. “Ja-Jaeyoung… come on. Stop crying.” Yunho reached up with shaking hands and held onto hers that was pressed against his cheek. His grip was tight like if he let go the girl would fade from existence before his very eyes.
Opening his deep brown eyes filled to the brim with tears, Yunho looked up at the girl crouching in front of him. “Please-“ he choked out between cries. “Please don’t leave me again.”
Y/n felt tears of her own about to spill over so instead she wrapped her arms around the man and buried her face in his hair. Yunho felt at home in her arms as he breathed in her scent. They stayed in the hug for a moment, finding comfort in the others embrace. His crying dwindled to stop and he slowly began to regain his breath as his large hands wrapped around the girl and held her tightly against him.
“Cut!”
“That was perfect guys! Okay everybody let’s do a playback and then we’ll move on to the last two scenes before wrap!”
It was well past dark before either of the idols were able to return to the hotel from the shoot. A sigh drizzled out from Y/n’s chest as she looked around the room. All her bags were now packed. She had done her best to clean the mess that she had made over the past three days. Her gaze fell on the door. She stared at it for a few minutes before coming to a decision.
She stood up from her bed and slipped on a pair of sweat and shoes before grabbing her key. Peeking her head out of the door she looked both ways down the empty hall. Finding it void of life, she quickly made her way down to the last room of the hallway on the left.
Two gentle knocks rapped against the door. It felt like ages before it opened. “Hi,” She whispered, staring up into Yunho’s dark brown eyes. His hair was damp and falling into his line of sight.
“Hi,” Hi voice was a little coarse, but he pushed a smile onto his face.
They stared at each other for a moment before he opened the door wide enough for her to come in. Ducking under his arm, she entered his room. The state of the suite was not what she expected. Though his clothes were haphazardly tossed into his open suitcase, the room itself looked close to untouched. Even the bed looked like it hadn’t been slept in until she remembered that Yunho had been in hers for the past 4 days.
He seemed to notice the way she looked around the room. “Never really bothered unpacking,” he chuckled, shuffling behind her and scratching the back of his neck. It had been an intense day for both of them and it was clear that each of the two idols were still coming off the emotional high from the scenes that were shot. Both minds were reeling in the silence.
Yunho had already been torturing himself since he returned to his room. All that filled his mind was thoughts of the show being over and the two of them having to leave whatever they had started behind. He had paced back and forth before turning towards the relief of a hot shower to hopefully set him at ease. It had in fact done the opposite, pulling out stressed tears Yunho didn’t realize he had been suppressing. Now as he stared at the girl, all he could think was the worst.
Y/n was lost as she looked up at the man across from her. She had too many feelings to count let alone put a name to. The words Hongjoong said to her had been weighing heavily on her mind. There were too many factors at play and even staring into Yunho’s loving eyes did little to keep all her doubts from wrapping around her in a tight hold. She wanted to comfort Yunho, seeing his bloodshot eyes and tired frame, but her thoughts and the uneasy air stopped her from reaching out.
“Yunho, can we talk?”
A lump formed in his throat. Even Y/n noticed the man’s visible gulp. “Um-…yeah. Let’s get some air.” His last words were rushed, almost saying them to himself as he turned around and walked towards the patio door. With slightly shaking hands, Yunho slid the door open and braced himself against the balcony. He closed his eyes and breathed in the cool sea air. Y/n came beside him, naturally leaning towards his body’s warmth as she stared out at the cold ocean waves crashing on the beach.
From either side there was no good way to start the conversation. Feeling as though if she didn’t say them out loud her thoughts might strangle her, Y/n just decided to speak. “I’ve got a lot on my mind.” It certainly wasn’t what Yunho was expecting the girl to say. Nonetheless, he turned his head, giving her his full attention. “I can’t talk about it with anyone else and I need to talk this through because my head is too convoluted to make anything logical out of this mess.”
Hesitantly he reached for her hand. “You can always talk to me. About anything-no matter what.”
He watched her take a deep breath. “I talked to Hongjoong.” All of the color left Yunho’s face. This conversation could now go in so many new directions and he was not ready for any of them. “He gave me some advice and I’m trying to follow it…but-“ She groaned and ran a hand through her hair. “I like you. I like you a lot. Quite more than I should. Definitely more than I ought to. I also love my job more than anything. It’s been my dream for as long as I can remember. You know exactly what it’s like. This job is…..amazing.”
Though he had no idea where she was going with this, he nodded keeping his eyes trained on hers. “But?”
“But this job sucks! I love what I do but it’s starting to keep me from doing other things that I love.” His heart jumped a little bit at her words. He knew that her meaning was different than he wanted but it still flushed his cheeks. “I can’t see my parents more than three times a year, I can’t go outside without being ambushed, I can’t eat whatever I want, I can’t be friends with who I want to be friends with, or say exactly what I want to say. I can’t….have a boyfriend. Even when a really….really great guy shows up.”
She was almost out of breath from her rant, letting out a huff as she pushed hair back behind her ears. Again, his heart clenched and his insides felt warm and gooey. “I don’t know what advice hyung gave you; but could I give you some?” She nodded and let her cheek rest against her palm. “I think-….and take this with an enormous grain of salt-“ Y/n couldn’t stop the giggle bubbling up in her chest. “I think you should do whatever the fuck you want.”
Yunho leaned back staring at the girl. She said nothing, but still had an attentive look on her face. Her silence made him feel the need to explain himself. “Like….I don’t know what happens after this life. But, if it really just ends, or we don’t remember anything anyway….then why should you, or I, or anybody live for anybody else but ourselves. Do what the fuck you want to do. It will suck if you’re on your deathbed and you look back and say ‘Oh, I had the most amazing career but I missed out on…you know life’.” He sniffed in the cold and cautiously looked back at her before continuing his ramble. “If you want to do something do it. Screw everybody else. And if you get in trouble for it in your next life, or in Heaven, or whatever- you can blame it all on me.”
Her laugh put him at ease. “Cool. I’m going to throw you under the bus if I get stopped from reincarnating then.”
“Oh no! You can’t be a sunflower!” Yunho joked, his eyes turning into crescent moons.
“What do you want?” Y/n asked, letting her arms fully rest on the balcony. “We’ll take turns. You first.”
Somehow Yunho pushed past the swelling in his throat to form coherent words. “I want you-…in any way I can have you. I want this. Us. I don’t want it to just be over after the show. But, obviously if that’s not what you want then I still want you anyway I can. Friends, colleagues, or even just a sunbae.”
“Damn it…” Y/n ducked her head, hair falling in her face. She looked out at the ocean, shielding her expression from the boy whose entire body just froze.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing…I-…it’s just…I fell for you a little more.”
Immediately Yunho felt his ears and cheeks turn bright red. “Oh shit- you- fuck you, Y/n. You gave me a heart attack!” He said with a laugh, clutching his chest. He watched the girl chuckle and slip past the still open patio door, back into the room. Once he had caught his breath, he followed- closing the door behind him. “So, what do you want?”
The dim lighting in the room cast shadows over her face as she turned to face him. “I want you,” Y/n said with confidence. His heart beat faster as she crossed to be only inches away from him. Her finger lightly trailed up his chest. She smirked, watching him gulp. “I want you…on the bed.”
Her single finger trailed back down his chest until she reached his navel. Her lips were only an inch away and he could feel her chest brush up against his as she took a breath.
Yunho’s eyes darkened. His long slender hand came to cradle her neck, thumb brushing over her bottom lip. Gently, he tilted her head back ever so slightly. His brow rose and Y/n looked up at him with hooded eyes. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” His whispered with a smirk.
Her mouth turned dry. Softly she nodded, feeling like putty in his strong hands. “What happened to the girl giving orders?” A heat pulsated between them. It wasn’t until she felt the soft sheets bump up against her legs that she realized he had walked her all the way back to the bed. “Sit.”
Never in her life had Y/n felt the need or want to obey so quickly. He towered over her- a literal mountain of man. Yunho pushed a strand of hair behind her ear ear before letting his finger trail down to her chin, tilting it up.
Her entire body leaned forward, begging to be kissed. Instead he walked away, crossing to his suitcase. Yunho messed with a few items, back towards the girl on his bed. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw her practically on the edge but still sitting where he left her. “What a good girl,” he muttered under his breath.
It was her turn to gulp as she watched Yunho pull his shirt over his head from her place on the bed. Her eyes watched the muscles in his back and shoulders move as he shoved the shirt under some clothes in his suitcase. His hands slid into his pockets as the man turned around. He looked from her to the light on the desk.
Y/n could feel herself trembling a little as he reached over and switched off the lamp, leaving only the dim light on the bedside table to unsuccessfully fill the room. She could make out his outline as he walked towards her, hands still in his pockets until he was once again towering over her.
Yunho leaned down, smirking as Y/n instinctively moved back on the bed eyes never leaving his own. She wondered if this was his way of getting back at her for earlier but something told her that he wasn’t simply playing around. She could smell the sweet scent of his perfume or aftershave. It was light and almost floaty much like her brain was beginning to be and he had yet to actually touch her yet.
Listing his head, Yunho’s lips brushed her ear. “Tell me what you want, Y/n.” Letters scrambled to make words in her mind. All she could focus on was his warmth breath so close to her neck.
“I’ve said what I want already, bear,” The girl felt his hand finally come up and hold her chin, firmly turning her eyes to meet his. Suddenly her cute nickname for him had a different connotation. The normally sweet, cuddly, caring man was now one with a dark and power hungry stare.
He was fully leaning over her now- practically on top of her. “Tell me exactly what you want. Be a good girl.” As if he knew exactly how her body would react, his knee stopped her legs from squeezing together. His hand found hers and slowly pushed it up over her head, wrapping round her wrists.
Y/n finally let her head rest on top of the pristine white hotel duvet. “I want you in every way you can think of. I want you until I can’t breathe.” She whispered to the man hovering over her.
“I can think of a lot of ways. Are you sure?” Yunho smirked, leaning down and pressing a slow, open mouthed kiss just below her jaw.
“I’m yours until seven am.”
What could only be described as a low growl left his mouth. Their eyes met before Yunho captured her lips in a rough kiss, literally taking her breath away. His fingers dug into her wrists, pressing them firmly into the bed. Y/n wouldn’t have been able to move them anyway. She was melting in his arms, dizzy from his taste. “Correct yourself.” Yunho snapped, pulling away from her lips.
His soft lips dragged over the supple skin of her throat, teeth gently nipping at her sensitive spots. Pride swelled in his chest as he felt her whimper and squirm underneath him, hands begging to tangle in his dark hair. Yunho latched onto her neck after the the girl let out a particularly sweet, little, desperate moan.
The man finally let loose her wrists as one of his long slender hands came to wrap tenderly around her neck. His lips trailed down to collar bone and chest, leaving marks in his wake. Yunho reveled in the soft yet undeniably filthy cries that left her lips. His name among the quiet whines was what sent his body near the edge of control. Her hands tugged at his hair and down his warm skin, pulling his body flush against hers.
Feeling a gentle squeeze on her throat, Y/n’s eyes shot open to find Yunho gazing down at her. His hips were pressed into hers, creating a tantalizing feeling she couldn’t put into words. His hold on her was not only physical but in every sense of the word possessive.
“You’re mine until I say otherwise.”
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C2E2 sign @sweetieplague
The idea to cosplay as the C2E2 sign has been in the making for around 4 years now. I was previously inspired to think outside the box by creators like @vj_daguru, who is the mastermind that cosplayed the ACen Hyatt statue as well as the person who cosplayed the Javits Center. Absolute legends! That had planted a seed in my mind and this costume is what bloomed.
I’ve always loved taking inanimate objects or non-human characters and reimagining them into humans. It’s a fun design challenge which can lead to delightfully creative and surprisingly recognizable results.
Focusing on creating a convention-specific costume was right up my alley. C2E2 is “the con” for me—it’s the event that I always plan the most for and try to debut something big. The idea to “go as the sign” is one that was just sort of… there. I threw it into my future cosplay list and let the idea marinate.
One of the main sources I ended up drawing inspiration from was a character who was onstage for about 5 seconds in “The Spongebob Musical”. The costume design by David Zinn for that show is outstanding. The show is a visual delight, but the costumes are on an entirely different level. The specific character who inspired me was a man in a giant, armless Krabby Patty showgirl getup. It was so camp.
The first iteration of my design drew heavily from the boxy nature of the Krabby Patty costume. I wanted to nearly disappear inside of the costume, save for my legs and head. After doing some quick math on the ratios to figure out how big this sign would be once I crawled inside of it, I discovered that it was very likely out of the realm of things I could tangibly build and maneuver through a convention floor. I scrapped that idea and went back to the drawing board.
I had done some heavy research into showgirl costuming and started pulling directly from that to figure out how to bring those darn letters and numbers into reality as the flashy showgirl piece of my dreams. Looking at the structures that were available for sculptural showgirl costumes, I began investigating the idea of using a backpack fixture, like what you would see used for giant feathered wings. I scavenged my old costumes and took the back piece from an original character I used at a haunted house around 10 years ago and tossed that into the ring.
With that, the costume suddenly had feasibility. That back piece informed the rest of the sculptural elements of the costume, and everything else was made on the fly. Besides that structure, my design was very loose. I made up the small details as I went, which is a refreshing break for any cosplayer! I really had to trust that seeing the forest instead of the trees would serve me in the end, and I can say that I was thrilled with how it all came together.
Ever since the start of the pandemic, I’ve struggled to watch new films and TV shows—an aversion to new conflicts, perhaps? Anxiety manifesting in odd manners, maybe? I had begun to worry that I was falling out of touch with the rest of the convention base… worried that I would never capture lightning in a bottle with another cosplay as everyone moved on to new series, shows, and stories (as I rewatched the 1931 Dracula for the 7thtime because the I know the story doesn’t stress me out). Because of this situation I find myself in, it was very appealing to create something instantly recognizable to anyone at the convention.
By design, I chose to stay in the main lobby of the convention (where the actual C2E2 sign lives) since my costume would have been far too large to navigate the show floor on a packed Saturday. The pictures and joy from others were never ending, which was an incredible honor. In the past, there have been several times where I have been excited to wear a costume that barely anyone recognized. You go into it knowing that you made and wore this cosplay because it was something you loved, not because everyone would instantly recognize you.
However, as the C2E2 sign, I went into it knowing that I would likely be quite recognizable. People (including me, obviously!) love how iconic the giant sign in the lobby is. It can sometimes have a line that stretches for an intimidating long distance. In dressing as the thing that people love taking photos with, I wasn’t surprised that I ended up being in and posing for a lot of photos. It was really fun to embrace that and get to talk with so many different con goers. With some of my other recognizable costumes, they grab the attention of that character’s fanbase and I end up having a lot of great conversations with people who also love the same specific thing. In this case, anyone who felt inclined to approach me had an instant connection to what I was wearing, no matter what specific fanbase they were a part of. It was really special to be able to reach across interests like that and see so many people smile and light up when they saw what I had created.
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