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mxtchalilies · 2 years

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︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ WISHING FOR YOU !!

—synopsis: where genshin boys try pulling for you in your banner! (+ a bonus hc)

—highlights: ayato, childe, albedo, itto

—word count total: 1.4k (1,425)

—notes: fluff & crack, ooc (ig?), genshin swap au (you're in your fav's place. is the au right?), everyone gets u in the end, no proofread and v short bc i forgot how to write :(

—rimi's letter: rimi's revival arc part ii: the electric boogaloo ( also trying out to write for genshin! not sure how this'll be received so it's v short !! :'> ) on the side note... i might end up writing for twst and tokyorev but that's just a thought for now...

AYATO

ღ was hardworking enough to have the exact primos to reach hard pity, and was lucky enough to win the 50/50 while pulling for you. he supposes in a way, it's his hard work being rewarded, and he probably would've sulked internally if he had lost the 50/50 ngl. ayato's exact mindset is: "all or nothing for the head of the (surname) clan."

ღ ayato was already really interested in your character despite your previous content being solely speculation and your mentions in game are sparse. appreciates all the fan theories about your personality, composition role, gameplay, and whatnot. an especially fine appreciator of the written works about you (probably spent a day looking through fanfiction, "how curious.") it's your mystery that drew him in.

ღ the day you got announced as an upcoming character, he was ready. the day he was about to pull, he bought boba tea just to aid him in pulling (and also because he's craving it). takes small sips in between every ten pull and eventually chokes on his drink once he saw the gold. thoma and ayaka were concerned.

ღ sparkles in his eyes the moment he saw your silhouette, "thoma! ayaka! (name) came home!" it's the first time ayato dedicated time and effort into grinding since he's a casual player. it's also the first time he was genuinely interested in pulling for a five star, so the older kamisato sibling is beyond elated. he was also tempted to pull for your constellations but decided against it.

ღ BONUS: he accidentally pulled your weapon while he was at the mall. he wasn't expecting it, and was just intended on spending the remainder of his primos. screamed for the fraction of a second before covering his mouth to save face and started shaking. poor thoma thought something happened to his friend only to see ayato shoving his phone's screen up his face.

CHILDE

ღ a poor unfortunate soul who didn't win your 50/50 the first time he rolled. and it didn't help that he wished literally minutes before your first banner ended (and when he wasn't as deep into the game's storyline yet - which could be the mondstadt archon quest at best).

ღ he wasn't all too bothered that you didn't come home during your original banner because he was too preoccupied with his work and not too invested in the story to actually experience emotional damage... "well, they're the 11th fatui harbinger, so what is the hype? there's 10 more!" he really went on his merry way thinking he could just save up for other characters. yeah he regrets thinking that way after reading the archon quest and your story quest-

ღ found himself really fond of your character, especially with your dynamic with your little sibling! it reminds him a lot of him and teucer <3 he also thinks you're cool yet endearing in general, so best know he's not taking any chances after hearing you're getting a rerun. he happened to not save enough primos for a guarantee (again) so he decides to bring out the wallet if and only if necessary. you know... just so he can see one "(name) ✩✩✩✩✩" appear on his screen.

ღ i'm kidding, do you really think he'll stop at just one copy of you? no. this man is down horrendously bad for you. he wouldn't stop until his gaming fees are milked dry. what a responsible spender. his funds could only get him to your second constellation, but he's rather lucky with artifact rolls so you still dish out big damage no matter what. childe also thinks your 2nd constellation helps a lot in general so he's fine for the meantime! that doesn't stop him rolling soon though-

ღ BONUS: your character became something of a hot topic/meme for quite a while in the community and he was partially at fault for it. he causes chaos when entering co-op by (un)intentionally being flirty and boss-rushing while using you. someone managed to record a tiktok video of his shenanigans, and others who main you started copying him.

ALBEDO

ღ the most strategic among the bunch, in the sense that he doesn't pull unless he really likes the character and that he doesn't believe in pity-building. albedo didn't have to spend a single drop of money from his wallet for his account and for him to get you, the ever-intriguing chief alchemist. a man of true dedication and restraint right here, folks.

ღ albedo took interest in you and hyperfixated on all the many theories surrounding around your character. in a way, he wants to know what goes through your mind and what the psychology behind your thinking is. he gladly studies with interest all the long theory essays regarding your contributions to the plot, your possible future actions, the symbolisms, and what led you to certain points.

ღ he was so confident that he had enough to guarantee you since he didn't pull before your banner. at all. he started at the launch too. doesn't bat an eye when he lost the 50/50 because he had enough to get him another five star. in the rare chance his primogems were lacking, he could simply just grind the new event and finish a few quests. one way or another, you were home to him before the end of your banner and the science-major wasn't even a bit worried.

ღ the blond man makes you his main damage dealer no matter what the majority of the fandom says your team role is. it's both scary and amazing to see he has nearly all of the possible setups ready for you, so he can enter any kind of battle without having to swap you out. somehow manages to dish out large numbers too, so co-op doesn't have much of a problem if he brings you out to domains.

ღ BONUS: takes a whole lot of screenshots as long as he sees you come up on the screen. he also organizes and dedicated a whole folder in his gallery to you. definitely milks your events the most, though. he actually makes fanarts and redraws of several impactful scenes during the events and the fans eat it up. one of his prints even got the attention of your VA! (much to his surprise)

ITTO

ღ he's a free spender, the actual definition of 'i'll let RNG decide my fate'. itto loves all the characters in this silly little tormenting game, he can't possibly choose favorites! honestly doesn't mind whoever comes home to him, he'll just welcome the character with open arms and a big cheer before building them to the whole of his inventory and the best of his abilities.

ღ well, that was until he got to know your character. itto swears he loves all characters equally, but you? he loves your character just a bit more than the rest, don't tell the others though, it's both your little secret! he really loves your role as the head of a gang and how shockingly well it mends with your personality. really just thinks you'd be cool to vibe with, and can't help but look at you with sparkles in your eyes.

ღ itto probably didn't manage to save as much as the others, but he tried! somehow, by luck or maybe favor from the RNG gods, itto managed to get you after simply a single one pull. he definitely screamed in shock and started kicking his feet in glee as he pumped his fists up in joy, "yes yes yes! whoo! welcome home, (name)!"

ღ itto still had to wait for quite the time before getting to use you properly since, again, he doesn't necessarily save up and can't predict who he will and will not get. which meant that he didn't grind enough for you and he doesn't have decent artifacts saved for your character. it took him a hefty amount of grinding especially in domains to finally be able to use you, and he's super happy about it, like a child on christmas eve.

ღ BONUS: itto is the kind of guy who would bring you no matter what boss or domain he will be up against - both in co-op and in his actual gameplay. this does suggest the idea he does it even if your damage is immune to the boss... so does he do it? obviously. itto is another one who's down bad, so he only uses you in battle. ayato is the one who constantly suffers because of this whenever they co-op.

! mxtchalilies, 2021. copying, stealing, editing, or using this work in any way without my permission is not allowed. reblogs and shares however, are much appreciated <3

#.writing #i have no idea how to tag anymore aa :(#genshin impact fluff #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #ayato x reader #genshin ayato #ayato fluff #childe x reader #genshin childe #childe fluff #albedo x reader #geshin albedo #albedo fluff #itto x reader #genshin itto #itto fluff

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stranger-nightmare · 2 years

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𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞’𝐬 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 !! 🎊🎉

hi my lovelies! it's my birthday in a month and I wanted to host a lil event! it’s been a minute since I had a sleepover, and especially since my last one had to be cancelled due to personal reasons, I really wanted to have a do-over. I’m also nearly at 7k followers which is absolutely mind-blowing to me so it’ll be a lil celebration of that as well, maybe I can even actually make it to 7k in time for my actual birthday but we’ll see!!

this sleepover will consist of two parts; 'writing requests' and ‘send me things’, please see below for more info on each part <3

general info;

the actual sleepover will take place from Mon 25th July to Sun 31st July, with my birthday being on Weds 27th

due to the contents of this sleepover you must be 18+ to interact / join in; if you’re under 18 you shouldn't be anywhere near my page to begin with

if you would like to request some writing from me please start sending them in as soon as possible so I have the time to get them done before the actual sleepover week

all writings, asks, and posts related to the sleepover will be tagged under #hope hooray

rules for writing requests;

IMPORTANT: writing requests are now CLOSED!!

please read before sending me a request, thank you

I will only be writing short drabbles and headcanons, nothing too long

I will only be writing for characters that I have never written for before / have not written a lot for

because of this rule Druig, Matthew Murdock, Bucky Barnes, and Eddie Munson will not be available for requests bc I have already written for each of them quite a few times

here is the list of characters I write for and who you can request something with

if there’s someone not on my list that you’d like to request for please feel free to ask and if I do know of them I might be able to do something for you, but I can’t promise

I will be writing a limited number of requests (somewhere between 10-15 depending on how I get on and how many requests I actually receive)

the requests I choose to write will be picked depending on what I like the most / what gives me inspiration, it will not be a first-come first-served basis

I will also choose my selection of requests to encompass as many different characters as possible, so I really do encourage people to pick a variety of characters from my list!

please do not get upset or angry if I do not chose your request, it is nothing personal, it’s just about what I feel most inspired to write

you can send me your own idea for a request or you can choose from the following prompt lists if you’d like

hurt / comfort prompts | fluff & smut & angst prompts

you can pick multiple prompts if you’d like, but it’s preferable to have no more than two mixed together, at most three

angst and fluff will be written with gender neutral reader, unless otherwise specified

any smut requests will be written with female / afab reader

all other rules for making a request can be found here, including the limits of what I will and won't write

send in writing requests!!!

send me things;

just some fun things to enjoy at sleepover that aren’t to do with writing!

80s songs questions

any other questions (personal or fandom related)

fuck, marry, kiss / kill (you can choose)

this or that (make me choose)

how many shots (would it take me to sleep with a character / celebrity)

simp with me (send me all your thots on our favourite characters / celebrities)

tell me your headcanons (sfw and nsfw welcome)

ask for advice

tell me about yourself and I’ll ship you with a character (please specify if you’d like to be shipped with someone from a particular fandom) CLOSED

ask about my previous and / or my upcoming works

literally send me whatever you want, just come say hi!

send me things!!!

(no pressure) tagging some of my beloved mutuals: @siempre-bucky @mothdruid @buckspumpkin @inklore @clints-lucky-arrow @serendipityrogers @mushroomlupin @bemine-bucky @sapphireplums @greenorangevioletgrass @n0agranger @xcatnapsx @alloftheimagines @ohcaptains @imgonnaragnorockurshit @fluffyprettykitty @wannabevampire @mrsmooneyshouse @chaoticvigilantes

p.s. my darling moots if you don’t recognise me it’s bc I used to be waspswidows, I had a name change hehe <33

#hope’s birthday sleepover #sleepover #send in requests #send me things #hope hooray

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oogaboogasphincter · 3 years

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The 50/10 Method (Agent Whiskey x f!reader)

Summary: Jack makes the most of your 10 minute study break.

Word Count: 2.7k+

Rating: E (explicit) 18+ ONLY! bc this is just cringey smut lmfao

Warnings: smut (oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v sex (obvi use protection irl), very easily and conveniently reached orgasms (this is a fantasy i can do what i want skjfkd), dirty talk, one (1) allusion to thigh riding and one (1) instance of 💙spitting💙, fingering, positions i hope i've given enough detail so y’all can imagine what i was picturing💀), pet names (sweetheart, honey, cowboy *affectionately*, good girl, baby), there’s a sentence about reader having long-ish hair, reader and jack have a dog, swearing, reader is afab and is called things like good girl and the like, just overall trash grammar and structure 😇

Author’s Note: so this is very poorly written and extremely self-indulgent, as i myself use the 50/10 method 🙃. but i had a lot of fun with it, and i think that’s what writing is supposed to be all about! :) also i was heavily inspired to write this after reading “Take a Break” by @mellowswriting and “Study Buddy” by @pascalpanic. please go check those out because they’re absolutely fantastic!!!!! +while you’re at it, i would highly advise you to read anything on their masterlists bc they’re just 💜exquisite💜

gif by @thernandalorian

The lines of text on your computer screen are starting to blend into each other, creating a single run-on sentence that one of your previous English teachers would ridicule the author for. The sharp curves and angles that distinguish each letter from the next are becoming soft and dull, blurring into each other until your brain can only recognize it as a smeared streak of black on white.

It’s 11:00am on a Saturday, a big exam set for the upcoming Monday’s morning. You don’t feel rushed for time, or overloaded with unknown material, and the early hours of the day have been quite productive. Following a shared breakfast of homemade waffles in bed with Jack, your boyfriend, you didn’t complain when setting up your study station on the living room’s large oak table. If anything, you had been excited to begin studying early in the hopes of finishing your review by the end of the day. That way, tomorrow would be free for you and Jack to do whatever you pleased.

However, as the hours went by, your motivation was slowly but surely diminishing. The serene study atmosphere that you usually thrive in is now driving you mad. You yearn for a noise, any noise; a bird to sing a song in the tree outside your window, the smack of your dog’s loose wrinkles against each other as he attempts to shake the sleep out of him, a pencil unable to stop itself from rolling and dropping onto the floor with a tink.

You’re momentarily gifted with the crisp sound of a page turning. You flit your eyes over to gaze upon the source of your granted wish and your heart flutters in reaction to the sight: Jack’s resting on the couch, cowboy hat balanced on the back of it, deeply absorbed in the next installment of his favorite murder-mystery series. You find it curious that his desire for an adrenaline-filled challenge doesn’t stop when he comes home from mission after mission that nearly cost him his life. You’ll ask him about his insatiability one day, but for now you categorize it as fictional research for his Statesman assignments.

Your short glance quickly turns into an entranced stare. Jack looks... divine. Fetching. Luscious. As he’s lying on his back, neck propped up against the arm of the couch, his book balanced on his chest, relaxation radiates off of him in waves and utterly seduces you. You’re surprised that he hasn’t been a greater distraction to you throughout the morning. How have you managed to ignore the denim-wearin’, plaid-shirted, pornstache-sportin’ cowboy of your dreams that is only a few steps away?

Involuntarily, the thigh muscles of your crossed legs contract in an effort to bring some semblance of friction to your now weeping core. Similar to your imaginings of your dog earlier, you shake your head to force these heavy, unwanted feelings to dissipate and turn back to the work in front of you. Of course, Jack does the opposite of what you’d like him to do and takes an interest in your fidgeting. He peeks over the top of his book, “You cold, sweetheart?”

His question is reasonable: you’re purposely wearing a skirt that’s so short it rides up quite high when you sit. You don’t dare to meet his eyes and answer while pulling a textbook close and opening it up, “No, I’m okay.”

Fortunately he returns to his reading. Your attention is able to retain itself for about a paragraph, but then your mind takes a sharp detour back to those pesky, steamy desires. You mentally huff at your inability to remain concentrated on your studies and rifle through the options of what you can do to satiate yourself for the time being.

You could switch texts and force your brain to recognize the change and therefore become distracted. You could pick out some colored writing utensils and bring some fun to active reading. You could say fuck it, go straddle Jack and beg him to use you in whichever way he would like.

Jack interrupts your brainstorming, “Are you sure you don’t need a blanket or sumthin’? I can go get my jacket for ya.”

The attentiveness of your southern lover melts your heart. You turn to him, “No, really, I’m okay, thanks.”

“I wouldn’t count a bathroom break as taking away from your 50 minutes, honey, if that’s what’s makin’ you twitch.”

You had been implementing and strictly adhering to the 50/10 method all morning: study for 50 minutes, take a break for ten. Its effectiveness was never doubted, as it has proven to work for you for years. Only ten minutes into this 50 minute period, the devil of restlessness pokes at you and makes you think could time go by any slower? A hand comes up to cover the blush creeping across your cheek as you dismiss Jack’s suggestion, “No, that’s not it.”

Behind your embarrassed hand, Jack cocks an eyebrow at you. Your simple choice of words has given the Agent a hint, that there is something that’s bothering you, he just hasn’t figured it out yet and you don’t want to admit what it is for some reason. He returns to his book, however lost in thought about what your problem could be, while you task every cell in your body to pay attention to your studies.

35 minutes remain on the clock, and Jack guesses, “Did you have too much coffee?”

You can’t help but grin at his sleuthing, “No, I just had my regular.”

He conjures up another possible solution five minutes later, “Are you itchin’ to get out of the house? We haven’t left in two days.”

He’s getting warmer. Both of you know exactly why you haven’t left the house in two days: you’d been occupied with activities of the sinful variety. You can’t gauge yet whether or not he knows he’s dancing around the answer, “Baby, you’re distracting me. And nope, it’s not that.”

He smiles apologetically, “Sorry,” and uses his book as a partition, blocking your ability to procrastinate and just visually drool all over him.

Silence fills the next 20 minutes. Even though Jack is out of your sight, details from your observations exaggerate themselves in your mind to the point that they’re all encompassing, intoxicating. The way his jeans wrap around his legs ever so perfectly, the worn denim hugging those muscular thighs that he loves for you to grind yourself against when you’re feeling especially desperate (like now). How his plaid flannel slopes over the swell of his belly, stretching tight against his skin as his diaphragm contracts and deflating when he exhales. Even his large feet, strewn about lazily on the couch, his toes pointing in different directions, amuse you.

Ten minutes remain in your study session. Feeling guilty about spending the majority of the last hour envisioning the seductive intricacies of your boyfriend, you actually start to study.

“How many times do you think I can make you cum in ten minutes?”

Your eyes are ripped from your material and land on the menace lazing on the couch. He’s put his book down, one arm behind his head while the other is crooked, allowing himself to palm his cock through his pants. Jack’s wearing a shit-eating grin, bewitching your crossed legs to switch which one is on top; an excuse to apply more pressure to the yearning area between them. You fidget in the chair, shamefully trying to get the seam of your underwear to rub against you in just the right way. You shrug, “I-I’m not sure.”

He gets up and comes over to you, standing behind you and leaning forward to rest his chin on your shoulder. He murmurs in your ear, “I think we should find out during your next break.”

You turn to face him, “I think so too.”

He gives you a quick kiss, “Well, you better be a good girl and study for these last few minutes. Earn that break.” He places his large hands on either side of your head and turns it toward your materials, making you both laugh.

Somehow, you’re able to pay attention. Jack’s impending promise of ravaging you for ten minutes straight quells your jittering nerves and gives you something specific to look forward to. Before you know it, your alarm is beeping, alerting you that your break has commenced. Jack cages you by reaching forward and grabs the clock, programs it to ten minutes and keeps it in his hand. He grips the sides of your swivel chair, pulls it back from the table and spins you around to face him, the speed of the turn making your hair swoosh across your shoulders. Through mutual giggles, Jack lifts you up, winding your legs around his waist, your arms doing the same around his neck. “I want you to count for me how many times you cum.”

Breathlessly, you simply obey, “Okay.”

He practically runs to the bedroom. He sets the clock on the nightstand and turns the face towards the mattress so you don’t lose out on studying time. Tossing you onto the bed, your giggling continues as you bounce from the force. Jack hooks his fingers in your underwear and yanks them down, pulling them out from under your skirt and over your shoes. The way he wastes no time ridding you of any other garment makes blood and heat flood your center and air rush out of your lungs. He pushes your lost air back into your mouth with a kiss and then immediately retreats back to in between your legs.

He flicks the fabric of your skirt up onto your belly, letting himself have complete, unobstructed access to his early lunch. His fingers fondle your folds while his lips place sloppy kisses along the inside of your thighs. After he’s had his fill of that step, he sits back and stares at you: spread out for him, more than willing to take anything he wants to give to you. He blows out a whistle, eyeing your core, and you say, “Hey, you’re on the clock, cowboy. No time for dramatics.”

He nods, a smirk pulling at one side of his mouth, “You’re right, sweetheart.”

He spits onto your cunt, forgoing his usual gentle licks to adequately wet your pussy. A quiet fuck escapes your mouth as he plunges his tongue into you. Your fingers wind themselves in his chocolatey locks and pull, extracting an excited moan from your lover. His fingers knead the soft flesh on the backs of your thighs as he eats and when his mustache starts to tickle your clit, you’re done for. Your grip on his hair becomes vice-like and your whole body seizes up, constricted by enrapturing pleasure. You strangle out, “One.”

Jack unlatches his mouth only once he’s certain your first orgasm is complete. He stands, admires your wrecked expression, takes his cock out, spits into his hand and pumps his dick a few times. Hands slithering around your waist, he flips you onto your stomach and pulls your ass up, positioning you on your hands and knees. You’re a little bit dizzied by his manhandling in combination with his expert tongue, but this type of vertigo is the most enjoyable you’ve ever experienced.

When he pushes into you, it’s a bit of a stretch because he hadn’t warmed you up with his fingers. He relaxes you by leaning forward, pressing his chest against your back and peppering soft kisses to your shoulder blades. The clink of his belt comically punctuates his thrusts, but your laughs are swallowed by intoxicated groans. You don’t know, and you don’t really care to figure out, how he already has you teetering on the edge of cumming again. Heightened senses tell you that you’re close; the fabric of his shirt feels unearthly soft as it brushes against patches of exposed skin, his fingertips are delightful lead in their clamp on you, his grunts and pants angelically reverberate in your skull. And then, suddenly and all at once, “Two.”

Jack’s pride shows itself in a smirk while he flips you onto your back. He makes a show of hooking your calves over his shoulders, eliciting laughter from the both of you. Resting almost all of his weight on top of you, your knees find your chest and his hands find your hair. The intimacy of it all is almost too much; his thumbs stroke your temples, palms cradle your head, those goddamned puppy-dog eyes bore into you. You turn your head in his grasp to check your timing: five minutes left.

Jack’s tongue darts out to lick the pads of his fingers before he snakes it down in between the two of you to rub your clit. Your moans come out uncontrollably, your eyelids stutter and he eggs you on, “That’s it, sweetheart. Give me another one.”

Hearty moans are reduced to desperate gasps and you’re unable to verbally acknowledge the third orgasm that rips through you. Nonetheless, Jack can tell from the way your eyes roll into the back of your head and his name tumbles ferociously out of your mouth that you’re cumming. “’Atta girl.”

Jack takes his cock out of you and the whine that escapes your lips embarrasses you. He can’t help but laugh at your whimpering before he scoots down the bed and starts to eat you out again, framing his head with your quaking thighs. You find the strength to check the time, “Jack, there’s only a minute and a half left.”

He moans deeply into you, unaffected by your comment, and eases three fingers into your fluttering center. Like earlier, your hands fly to his hair like a magnet and find purchase so tight it makes your knuckles go pale. In a matter of seconds, circling your clit with his sopping tongue and tapping your g-spot with his deft fingers, Jack has you cumming yet again. This time you yell out the count, “Four!”

The sounds his ministrations make are lewd and exhilarating, pushing himself to his own precipice. You look down your body to find Jack’s other hand jerking his cock and his seed spilling out of him moments later. He groans into your pussy while you pet his hair, praising him for his efforts.

Simultaneously, you both remember that you’re being timed. Your eyes meet the clock at the same time: 30 seconds. Jack springs from the bed and pulls you up with him, grabbing your discarded panties. He squats and taps your ankles so you lift your legs up, sliding each leg hole over your body and pulling your underwear up underneath your skirt.

You fumble with his mussed clothes, stuffing his still-hard cock into his boxers, hiking his jeans up over his ass and zip and button them closed. You snake his belt around his waist and let his fingers do the work of buckling it before he picks you up bridal style and ushers you out of the bedroom, grabbing the clock off of the nightstand on your way out.

Unhinged cackles follow you two down the hallway as you return to the living room. He plops you down in your chair, straightens you out, gives you a kiss on the cheek and then your alarm goes off. You raise your eyebrows at him, “Jeez, you didn’t waste a second.”

He hums, then mumbles, “You get back to work now, babygirl,” and leaves you with a yearning kiss on the part of your hair.

Both of you return to your respective readings, hopelessly trying to downgrade your panting gasps to normal breaths. The absence of Jack’s warmth is already painful. But you rationalize that the indulgence of the last ten minutes is more than enough to get you through this next hour of studying, if not for longer.

Little do you know that Jack feels the same pain. His ache for your touch, sexual or not, will overtake him later and he’ll be unable to resist the temptation of coming over and distracting you again. Determined to finish your studying, you’ll propose a compromise: you can sit in his lap while he is lulled to sleep by the ambience of the afternoon rain and the enveloping comfort of you. The two of you can try to beat the record of four orgasms next semester.

💘taglist: @pascalpanic, @mellowswriting

#agent whiskey x f!reader #agent whiskey x fem!reader #agent whiskey x reader #agent whiskey smut #agent whiskey x you #agent whiskey #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction #kingsman: the golden circle #study smut #studying smut

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astrxealis · 2 years

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also also sorta offtopic but: what other games do ya play?? GO FULL OUT IN RAMBLING

ik you've seen me ramble abt twewy all the time but I also love pokémon, kirby, legend of zelda, detroit become human and golden sun !!! my brother has also been playing Hades lately and tho the playstyle isn't my thing bc I get stressed easily IT'S AN AMAZING GAME AND I LOVE IT

someday I will be able to properly try playing final fantasy and fire emblem HAHA if I have the time to play I'll let you know !!! I really want to try those games TT

HEHEHE AHJBHGDBJGH omg if you say so ,, under the cut bcs idk how much i might. ramble GSGBHB <3 <3 <3 warning. just in advance. sorry annie but you've just enabled me HGSBDHJG

( ok i finished writing. uh. i think i legitimately spent more than an hour what. BUT UHM warning it might be really long but idk HSBDHJG but disclaimer yes no need to read it all!! and tysm once again!! and sorry for. so much rambling HSDJHBG )

( edit again bcs i've woken up HOLY SHIT I DIDNT REALIZE I DIDNT POST THIS. I JUST SAVED DRAFT AND THEN POOFED HELP )

OKAY WAIT FIRST. ik you want more twewy moots yes AND THO i do consider myself to like twewy i still am sadly not into it that much yet despite i rmbr uhh neo demo, wanting to watch the animation, and then once it was on sale. i was hyperfixated on it WHFBJH and then moved on to . triangle strategy HJDSBJG which i still don't have but i cld maybe ask a friend who i convinced to buy it bcs he was curious and i was like ROLAND ROLAND ROLAND and i was rlly excited bcs it ws just around release but they haven't even touched it at all so i'll one day force him to lend me it (and i'll never return it JKJKJK HLEP) BUT YEAH. i feel like i wrote that latter bit w no breath breaks

!!! i rmbr you talking abt pokemon once (IN DMS ?? >O< & ff7!!) and ofc ik you love loz HEHE i was goin thru pics some time ago and. came across the link stuff again GDSGB ^^ I DON'T THINK I KNEW YOU LIKED KIRBY AND DBH THO ... kirby is ADORABLE but i've only ever played like. 5 minutes worth of one of the old games HGBSJHD and loz botw which i haven't finished yet bcs i am not enthusiastic to do the bananas and i had to give back the card to my tita TwT DHB okay funny story we had to make smth for school once and i used a somewhat triggering photo and thankfully it wasn’t anything too bad and no one got yeah. also i was rlly young. but DAMN i’m better now thnkfully ALSO i rly wnt to play sometime >< <3

HADES OH MY GOD I LOVE THAT GAME (than and zag. oh god) !!! i'm only a few hours in uhh around 16?? >< i shld def play more ,, can understand it not being your type in playstyle AHBAHFBJ but fr it's amazing and so loveable <3 tbh i kind of get stressed a bit easily like. i could MAYBE be that kinda "toxic" gamer but i'm too nice and don't want to be mean Out Loud so that's good THGBJ i like the stress . somehow. I HOPE YOU CONTINUE ENJOYING!!!!!

okay uhh so we have a lot of games here. kinda?? my game library in my Head is huge but in my actual reality kind of but not really T__T so ofc there's final fantasy!! i like all 15 (and the upcoming 16th) and the spin offs but i definitely haven't played em all yet HSBDJHG 7, 10, 14, 15 i've played! we have 8, 9, 12, and 13 (kinda, doesn't work anymore T_T) >< also type 0 i think but idk </3 i blame/thank my dad's side esp for me w games/anime/ff HGBJSDH!! 14 is kind of obviously my fave game hehe <33

fire emblem!!! 3H is the one i've only played but i LOVE awakening and fates >_< and shadows of valentia!! i know that even less but i love the credits song which i've alrdy accidentally spoiled myself on and the characters i know!

OK SO UHM. there's a lot we have that i haven't actually played so i won't go too much into depth q-q but god of war, xcom, last of us, uhhhhh wait okay

from ones i've played a bit!! or tried to play a bit!! or know outside of actually playing >< drakenier (3, automata, replicant! 3 is. kinda uh sus but i rlly like it and wna know more in the future. we have automata but i haven't played... i LOVE it sm tho and it's just so good,, & the raids in ffxiv i love SDHGJHA and the small spoilers ik </3 replicant same feelings as automata but we don't have it </3) + ghost of tsushima (i played a bit and it's a beautiful game!!) + uh. AH YES soulsborne (okay these kind of games make me scared. i tried to play bloodborne thrice and chickened and i don't actually have or want the guts to not Chicken BUT. I WANT TO HEAR THE MUSIC. and be challenged by the hard gameplay so sometime,, also we have ds3!! i want elden ring/sekiro rlly badly tho ><) + uhh what else. help OAAAAHH THE WITCHER!! okay we have 3 i. meant to start it a bit ago but then ffxiv took my time again SBDGHJH but i love the series!! just close my eyes at times!! i love the witcher man. and there's horizon zero dawn which i've played for quite a while but i'm def not TOO far into it,, it seems like open world isn't rlly my type T___T

i forgot the others. help. SAHGBJH okay from the ones i've finished or play/ed a lot!! persona <3 i like 3 and 4 but dk well yet :(( i love 5 tho!! such a good game, esp w royal <3 anddd then uh. uhm. HJHBF HELP i've barely finished games tbh T___T but <33 UHHH i like cod too! mario! OH MY GOD SUPER MARIO ODYSSEY!!! and other games oh man T~T

I FORGOT FALLOUT EXISTS HELP okay i’m like. really There in fallout shelter but i don’t play anymore </3 fallout 4 and las vegas we have!! i’m scared to play 4!! but yes!! i also feel terrible for forgetting skyrim holy shit i mostly just watched my dad/sis play until i actually started playing myself. i’m a coward and i admit that but that game is my CHILDHOOD... cuphead is also rlly cool i have just played REALLY little myself but <33 animal crossing is rlly cute!! i love new horizons!! also assassins creed!! we have odyssey which i played a bit but it makes me scared to play too ngl!! devil may cry and metal gear rlly interest me but no games or experience playing :(( love the music and memes tho <3

uh. minecraft was my childhood FOR REAL. i played a bit of mass effect then stopped but i’ll cont when i have time. somehow. HSDBGJH ik it’s rlly good !! LEGO GAMES WERE MY CHILDHOOD TOO... my only 100%. man. i fought so much w my twin over those games it’s absolutely hilarious. dragon age is cool i love inquisition soundtrack but i played a bit of origins and then stopped bcs i got stuck and it’s so ANNOYING... red dead redemption 2 i havent played but <333 resident evil is cool but horror. goodbye. GSHGBFBSD AND OH GOD I FORGOT I ONCE PLAYED A BIT OF GTA5. i stopped bcs it rlly was too much even for me who doesn’t mind swearing. i stole cars and did a bit of story and thn stopped i will never forget the man who opened my car door in the road and i drove off HABJGH ... i forgot what other games i’ve played or have or am interested in this is so much oh god . OH GOD WAIT I FORGOT KINGDOM HEARTS EXISTED HELP that series is so weird but means so much to me weirdly. i rmbr so clearly playing literally the first bit of the game. by first bit i mean literally probably just the first hour or less. and i never got past that bcs i never got to a save but then had to stop playing over and over again but wld always go back and play it AAA kh1!!! and thn kh3 i borrowed and man... <3 i love that game and somehow understood and enjoyed even if it’s literally the ending of a saga i think and i never played the rest HELP

i once again lost track of time it’s almost 5 am oh my god i have to get up before 10. BDHGBD i’LL PROBABLY STOP HERE THEN....... i hope you don’t feel like you have to read everything i’m just rlly Yay you asked and uhm enabled me WHEEZE i love rambling but also i do it a lot but also not that much T___T i genuinely do hope this isn’t annoying though! ^^ not in a like Oh i’m annoying way but in a like. this might actually seriously be A Lot JHGSDJHG

i actually barely know anything about golden sun!! but i searched it up rq and rmbrd i’m interested in dragon quest + diablo + castlevania too !! super mario galaxy was my childhood even tho me and my twin barely did anything bcs we were cowards. HELP. we fought too bcs i shaked the controller and then the stars went everywhere and escaped so she got angry at me. why did i even do that what. ANWAYS UHM IDK WHAT i’M EVEN TALKING ABT ANYMORE HELP gran turismo also interests me!! bcs of my dad >< OH MY GOD I FORGOT i also finished littlebigplanet 3!! it was so annoying w my twin /pos!!! we fought also. man. i love twins they suck (affectionate)

i feel like there’s still more i’m forgetting hm but idk. not gna say stuff about ffxiv bcs that’ll be a lot more rambling I’M SO SORRY. also no mobile games orrr free games uhhh there’d be a lot too. help. BUT UHM YES if you do ever someday properly play ff and fe i’d be really happy but pls /nf !!! and i hope you do enjoy if ever!! <3 tbh i’m a bit >:( when it comes to some stuff abt specifically uhh 7 13 15 and 3h but generally i still love them lots <3 personally i’d def rec xiv even if you aren’t a fan of mmorpgs bcs it’s def an rpg first >< also imo the best final fantasy overall!! even best mmo and def one of the best stories i’ve ever seen ,, BJSDHBG but from the single players, it’s a bit depending on your taste but safe best for sure is 9! overall i’d say the best, from what i’ve heard :O below 7 is not 3d yet but i’m biased to 3 bcs of 14, for reasons, and 4 is <3! and 6 def has prolly the best story from what i’ve heard if not for 14!! 8 is heavily romance based ?? but i personally love the themes sm >< 7 is rlly famous and probably the biggest franchise in the ff franchise :O if you ignore ffxiv HJBHDG! i’d def rec it too <3 10 is my first and rlly special to me and i’d def rec it too for sure!! 12 is more political but personally i love it. havent playe dbut uhm yes. tactics i’ve heard is incredibly good ^^ i barely know it. barely being a bit of an understatement uhhh ik some of the story!! yes!! okay squints that’s all i can talk abt rn help it just turned 5 JBGDHJGB ALSO I’M INTERESTED IN OMORI I ALMOST FORGOT!! horror scares me but ik omori is rlly good <3 i’m just watching bcs i might waste money on not playing if i buy it myself <//3 ^^

GN ANNIE!! or good morning. help. HBGSHDBGJ THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN BTW AND SORRY HELP rambling tho helped clear my head more so aaaa <33 ^^

BUT B4 I STOP FOR REAL i just want to advertise rq BUT NO FORCED /nf /nf /nf SERIOSULY it just makes me happy to do this WHEEZE but ffxiv has a rlly good free trial!! lowkey want to send u stuff no spoilers tho and see what wld convince u to play but do be truthful abt it all uhh yes yes gn >< WHEEZEHBGSHJ it’s available on all platforms basically! not like. switch or mobile tho aaaaa T___T </3 but playstation, mac, steam, pc... ^^ it’s pretty time consuming but it’s an experience i’d definitely recommend!! also no time restrictions for free trial :O so yeah >;D

#i like a lot of things but my favorites all in all would be ffxiv and gbf (mobile game tho ><) and fe3h! i feel like nier is definitely a #top contender when i properly get into it more <3 but these r games i actually. completed or am vv far into GHJSJBHGB T__T ^^#so many interests but it feels like. hm. idk how to explain but yeah <//3 idm tho HBDSJHBGH i genuinely do like all of them <3 #⋯ ꒰ა my galaxy ໒꒱ *·˚#⋯ ꒰ა letters of stardust ໒꒱ *·˚#— annie! ♡

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beyond the story: bitchin’

Hi friends! I hope you are all staying safe and healthy during these tough times! I really wanted to put something out there as a thank you to just how much support Bitchin’ got. You guys really are incredible. So, although this story has come to an end, I wanted to properly close the Bitchin’ chapter by giving you all a behind the scenes look at Bitchin’ and everything that went into writing it. This includes hidden easter eggs, backstories, alternative plot-lines, and a short drabble of the Bitchin’ cast 10 years after the story’s end.

Without further ado, please enjoy and thank you again for all your love. You have all of mine.

CHAPTER ONE – PARTNERS

Ah, yes, the start of this whole wild ride. I’ve always loved the whole nerd/popular person trope in fanfics, so it was only a matter of time before I tried my hand at it too. One thing I was adamant about was not making this a “popular person turns nerd hot/confident/better” fic as its kind of one of my least favorite cliches. With that in mind, and knowing that I was going to allude to TATBILB’s contract, I decided that I wanted Y/N to gain as much from the deal as Jungkook did. No blackmail, no just agreeing for the hell of it – Y/N was going to further herself and her dreams given the opportunity.

The beginning of the chapter is where the two are most separated and dissimilar throughout the whole story. It wasn’t that they were fundamentally different, it was that they approached life differently. Y/N was frustrated at how superficial Jungkook seemed, because she believes there is much more to life than just kicking your feet up and cracking jokes.

On the other hand, Jungkook didn’t understand why Y/N was so tense and on guard. To him, life was meant to enjoy and not take so seriously. Which makes sense, given that he grew up with minimal rules and minimal worries (bare minimum partners wassup !)

“So, do we have a deal? Partners?” There was mischievous timber to his words, the kind that made you feel as if this would all later come back to bite you in the ass.

Pushing that pestering thought away, you took his hand into yours, holding his eyes as you gave it a firm shake.

“Partners.”

God, this bit. I knew from the minute I wrote it that I was writing the ending of bitchin’ along with it. I knew this was exactly how I was going to end this story, bc the word partners has multiple means right? In chapter 1, this meant business partners, but in the final chapter… it means life partners. Idk, I’m just still really happy with this writing decision :D

CHAPTER TWO – THE CONTRACT

Dearest Yara. We meet her in chapter two don’t we? Yara is completely based off of my irl best friend Yara who is a writer and who helped me A LOT with this story. She was my biggest supporter throughout figuring out this crazy plot. It was initially only about seven parts, but with her help I managed to bump it up to 10! Everybody say thank you Yaraaaa.

You were angry, that much was evident to her. Yara was sat in your shared dorm’s living room, a thick blanket engulfing her small frame. You briefly glanced towards the TV, it was tuned into MTV, the familiar music video of Every Breath You Take by The Police playing, before directing your glare back onto the copper-haired girl.

The song reference is a direct allusion to writer Yara’s fic, which is one of my favorite fics by her. She was actively writing it around the start of our friendship so it only felt right to pay respects to her. The introduction of her character felt necessary imo bc I wanted to make sure Y/N had a life outside Jungkook. Plus, I got to use the scenes between the two girls as a way to reference the music and culture scene. Yara is especially a fan of the powerful women in the music industry at the time, i.e., Madonna, Annie Lennox, Cyndi Laupner, etc.) Yara is a raging feminist and believer in sexual freedom and libery for women, we do in fact have to stan.

“How old do you think your sister is?”

“Hey, don’t sass me. For your information, Lyanna still has all her Care Bear tapes. She threw a hissy fit when my mom tried to give them away last Christmas.” Yara recalled.

Lyanna is one of writer Yara’s past pseudonyms. She always used to joke about how whenever she read it, it was confusing because there was Y/N, Yara and Lyanna, which were technically all her lolol.

FUNNY STORY ABOUT THE CONTRACT I INSERTED INTO THIS PICTURE… Twitter found it and made it into somewhat of a meme because no one knew it came from a fic rip. I was actually rly embarrassed and even wrote some posts about how much twitter scared me on my blog LMAO. but THEN weirdly enough, I actually stumbled upon a small community on twitter who actually found my fic and would TWEET ABOUT IT!!! LIKE REACTIONS TO EACH UPDATE!!! I wish I could go back in time and remember how giddy I was the first time I found a tweet about my fic. The fanfic community on twitter gave me a new love for the site (which I had previously had removed myself from because of its toxicity) and I have met so many wonderful people because of it. People even made themselves a little twitter group chat to talk about my fics, and now we are all friends! I miss posting a chapter of bitchin’ and refreshing my twitter feed as all my mutuals would post memes and live tweet their reactions. God that made me so fucking happy.

CHAPTER THREE – THE ROLLERSKATING DATE

I love the bickering in this chapter, because unlike the bickering in the first chapter, it’s actually less hostile and more playful. Y/N is slowly letting her guard down to the very persistently charming Jungkook.

“Woah. Family of six, huh? So you have siblings then.” He noted.

“Yep. Three.”

“Tell me about them.”

Looking up from where you were slipping on your second skate, you met Jungkook’s eyes, surprised to see genuine interest in them.

I actually originally had Y/N brush him off here. I was going to wait until the drunk party scene for Y/N to open up about her family and relationship with her sisters. But then I kind of thought to myself… Why? Y/N made peace with it and doesn’t hold onto those insecurities anymore. And objectively, Jungkook hasn’t proven himself to be a bad person so… I let Y/N open herself up to him.

“Then there’s the twins, Rosa and Lia.”

“Hold on. Twins? Wait… did they go to our high school?” Jungkook asked, his interest in this conversation doubled.

“Yep. They were two grades above us.” You confirmed.

“Oh shit, yeah, I remember your sisters, they were mad hot.” Jungkook let out a low whistle, before stiffening, flashing you an apologetic look. “Uh, in a totally non-meathead way.”

You offered the scared-looking boy a small smile, shaking your head.

Some of y’all notice but, Rosa and Lia are a blatant homage to my name: Roselia. ACTUALLY some form of my name can be found in every one of the rewind series fics, including upcoming ones. I’ll give a cookie to whoever can find every single mention hehe.

“I told you it was dumb.” You laughed nervously.

It wasn’t that you cared much about what Jungkook thought but you had a feeling a guy like him, who was popular and carefree, wouldn’t be able to sympathize in the way you would like him to.

“No, I’m just… surprised, that’s all.”

Jungkook certainly was surprised. You had built up quite the impression on him from the very moment you two met. It was hard to imagine that the girl who was so unapologetically herself was ever unsure or insecure.

Somehow, the idea tugged at his heart, as if he understood you more if only just a little.

From the get go, Jungkook was extremely drawn to just how confident and secure Y/N was in herself. I knew I wanted Y/N to be unapologetically sure of herself and in her abilities. Something I didn’t want, however, was for frat boy!jungkook’s only personality traits to be liking sex and being a cocky bastard (although I am a big consumer of that trope heh). Jungkook is actually canonly incredibly insecure. He lacks a real sense of self, which is why he is so desperate for Kiri back. His relationship with Kiri at that time was a big part of what he thought was himself. He has somewhat of low self esteem tbh which is why he’ll go back to a woman who treated him unfairly. That’s why he comes off the way he does in the first chapter and why Y/N thinks he has a big ego... he’s overcompensating. He finds it so endlessly fascinating that Y/N, in all her confident glory, was actually once super insecure. He admires her all the more once she opens up about her past.

“Oh, Rosa is an intern for our hometown’s newspaper but between you and me those assholes don’t even let her write. She does coffee and burger runs for men in charge. And Lia sells ice cream at the mall.”

“What about your brother?” Jungkook asked.

“He’s training to be a cop just like my dad.”

“And your mom?”

“She works at a convenience store.”

All their careers resemble people in the latest Stranger Things season (Nancy, Steve, Hopper, and Joyce). Fun Cameo there.

“What’s wrong?” You wondered, following his eyes.

“October 16th, 1985. 6:48PM.”

“Yes. That’s today’s date and time. What about it?” You pressed, growing confused.

“Remember it.” He warned.

“Why?”

“It’s when I fell in love with you.”

This iconic line I actually got from the real Jeon Jungkook himself. While Jungkook wasn’t actually in love with Y/N here, it certainly was a cute way for him to express his admiration for her.

OH HERE’S A FUN FACT: the hickey scene at the end of this chapter where JK and Y/N kiss for the first time was actually supposed to be Yara giving Y/N the hickey like the best friend she is. Ultimately I went with JK giving it for... smut purposes... ≖‿≖

CHAPTER FOUR – THE HALLOWEEN PARTY

The decision for Y/N to be Freddie Krueger came from me planning to be him for Halloween. And I was! JK as Glen Lantz just followed naturally. I’ve seen some great edits of him as the character. Truly chef’s kiss.

I really liked that Jungkook came over to the girl’s dorm to get ready. I didn’t want a scene where Y/N was thrown into a situation she was uncomfortable with which is how much Nerd At A Party Scene go so made sure Jungkook stayed by her side throughout the part, going out of his way to introducing her to the people he cared about.

Tae’s character came in when I realized I needed a way to actually put Y/N’s event in motion. He was the missing link and BOY did you guys eat his character right up huh. Love that for me.

Another thing, the confrontation with Kiri was so hard to write guys, I reeaaaally struggle with girl conflict. GIRLS SHOULD SUPPORT GIRLS. However, not everyone gets along in real life so I went with Kiri being more along the lines of petty rather than outwardly a cunt to Y/N. Realistically, Kiri is popular and well liked among the greek life so being unkind to someone she hardly knows wouldn’t make sense. There’s definitely tension between these two but I tried my best to steer away from the typical cat fight/revenge porn/public humiliation trope most movies seem to follow.

CHAPTER FIVE – THE FIRST TIME

Introduction to Erik!!!! It was really important to me that Y/N had a life before Jungkook. That's why I wrote in Y/N having a fiancé. She’s not opposed to love, she just has reshifted her focus. She knows what she wants and is choosing to focus on that, which why when she realizes she’s falling for Kookie she’s so hesitant to admit it because she’s fallen down that road before. Even though Jungkook treats her with respect and acknowledges the parts of her she’s most proud of, she just isn’t willing to possibly give up her passions for love. Which is why she doesn’t immediately confess to him, even once she’s sure she loves him.

“I’m serious, nerd. You’re like… um… the sun!” Jungkook marveled, eyes growing full as the realization dawned on him.

“The sun?” You laughed.

“Yeah, like… you’re this bright, beautiful thing that seems like it’s here in front of me but is really light-years away.”

Jungkook was drunk, and although you were sure he was making more sense in his head, you couldn’t help but feel your face grow hot, unsure of how to react to his drunk analogy.

“You’re the sun, Y/N. You make the world turn for you. Never orbit for anyone else.”

And suddenly, you were kissing him, for no other reason other than you wanted to and that it felt like the right thing to do.

No real commentary here. Just love this bit. It’s probably my favorite interaction between them two ‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ )

“Also… She’s, uh, currently dating Eunwoo.” You told Yara.

Your best friend blinked, silence falling over her.

“Yara?”

“Good for her.” She perked up almost forcibly. “Let her put up with his annoying ass.”

Yara could see the way your expression had turned dubious as if you didn’t believe her nonchalant act.

Yara turned up her nose defensively, “What?”

Ugh yes, some character development from Yara.... the flavor ! Yara (much like Y/N and JK) also struggles with love. She has a real fear of commitment and if far more comfortable with casual sex than relationships. She did develop actual feelings for Eunwoo, she just wasn’t ready for that kind of commitment so she cut him off. Fleed the scene if you will. Typical gemini smh my head.

"I don’t think the contract mentioned orgasms.” Jungkook smirked as you released his thumb.

“I say we let it slide.” You shrugged, leaning into him casually.

“You think?”

“Totally. Think of it as… a bonding activity.” You joked, resting your chin on his shoulder, peering up through your lashes.

“Damn, we’re really committed to this fake dating thing, huh.”

You laughed in the way that you hated, but Jungkook loved; it was loud and abrupt, but it genuine, and it was you.

“What can I say, I’m a method actor.” You sighed dramatically, causing Jungkook to grin before pressing a kiss to your nose, simply because he liked the way it always seemed to make you smile.

GOD THEY’RE SO WHIPPED FOR EACH OTHER ITS DISGUSTING!!!!!! I’m really happy I decided not to make sleeping together a big deal and I got a lot of feedback from you guys agreeing! I had a lot of fun with these two’s sex scenes knowing they could do it whenever they wanted.

CHAPTER SIX – THE STEM EVENT

I started the scene with smut BUT I wanted to point out that much of their time spent together is at Y/N dorm, Jungkook either napping, hanging out or doing work as Y/N would study like she always did. I liked the idea that Jungkook would get bored and would want attention from Y/N because she was so focused. Idk, I just wanted to write a love story about two people spending time together and figuring out how they fit in each other’s lives as opposed to some dramatic I mEeT HiM aNd mY LiFe bEcAmE cRaZy. There’s nothing wrong with that plot line, I just didn’t want that for these two dorks. I wanted Y/N to interact with JK’s scene and crowd but not give up her own which is why most days JK and her just lounged around in her dorm studying.

Also, I don’t know how the teacher/student roleplay made it into the smut, it just did, no further questions (ʃ⌣́_⌣́ƪ).

Then the event scene.

“You’re whipped, dude! Seriously.”

Jungkook felt his face go red, “Shut up, no, I’m not.”

“Hey, I’m not judging. I get it. That’s your girl.” Taehyung shrugged. Jungkook placed a hand on the fold up table in front of him, staring down at the information pamphlet you had worked so hard on.

“She’s just… so fucking driven and passionate about everything she does. Sometimes I look at her, and I’m just like… holy shit, what am I doing with a girl like her? I feel like she’s totally out of my league and being with me is holding her back but— I dunno, man. I just… really like her.” Jungkook revealed, voice growing small.

An unexpected wave of tenderness fell over the two boys, Taehyung throwing an arm over his little brother’s shoulder.

“I’m happy for you, bro.”

Jungkook didn’t know it just yet but dude was talking from the heart and, is in fact, totally whipped :’c

I loved the confrontation scene between the boys and Eunwoo because the boys standing up for Yara really did make everyone feel like a friend group, not just some character who happen to exist at the same time. It wasn’t just Y/N and Yara and one side and the boys on the other. They would all become friends, which is ideal to me. A boyfriend who likes your best friend and considers her a friend so you can all hang out??? Yes please.

Initially, irl Yara and I had noooo clue if Yara would end up with Eunwoo or not. That was actually the original goal actually. But after this chapter four, you guys made it ABUNDANTLY clear that you guys wanted to see Taeyara, despite the two never even meeting! Honestly, it wasn’t until this chapter was written that we decided for sure that Eunwoo was out of the picture for Yara. Part of me really wanted to keep Yara single, but irl Yara insisted on dick and frankly, she’s right. Bitchin’ Yara deserved a shot at love. She definitely has her own story outside of Bitchin’ and will experience a lot of growth in the future.

“God, I know. I do not miss that temper of his.” She chuckled, her words piquing your interest.

“Temper?”

“Oh, yeah. Have you seriously not experienced it yet? He’s got some gnarly anger issues. Not to mention all the lying…” Kiri paused suddenly, straightening up as she flashed you an apologetic look. “Yikes, I’m sorry. I totally should not be telling you this. I’m not trying to be that gross girl that shit talks her ex to his current girlfriend.”

Miss Kiri, Miss Kiri. She really acted up this chapter didn’t she. There was a lot of discussion about whether or not those things she said about Jungkook were true. Which was exactly what I wanted hehe. We come to find out that Kiri had definitely stretched the truth. She really is good at manipulation and understanding how people think and it’s why she is in the role that she is in. Messy queen.

CHAPTER SEVEN – THE ROOFTOP DATE

This entire chapter was inspired by High School Musical with Troy and Gabriella’s rooftop garden scenes. This was my shortest chapter and honestly, probably not my strongest. I definitely went into writing this with zero concept of what I actually wanted to happen. Usually when I write my chapters I have a 4k long outline of it beforehand that I go off of. Not this one though. I really just winged it and I tried my best to write a chapter that really showed off (dialogue wise) just how this couple bounces off each other. I do really like some of the banter they have in this chapter.

You had taken note a little wooden popsicle stick poking up from the soil of the yellow flowers. Acacias, they were marked. Pulling your knees up to your chest, you considered his words.

Yellow acacias stands the value of true friendship and can indicate a secret love! I thought that was very appropriate given these dummies' relationship.

“So, you probably know why I brought you here.”

You nodded.

“You’re proposing, right?”

“Yeah, I– oh, shut up.” He laughed, the serious mood shattering as you joined him.

Even though I knew they were going to have a semi serious talk, what with Y/N asking about what Kiri had told her, these two dufuses realistically are just too comfortable with each other to stay serious for too long.

“Hey, I said that out of frustration, I didn’t really mean it. I’m sure she’ll come crawling back soon.” You attempted to comfort him, hoping to sound sincere.

“Even if that’s true, I’m not entirely sure I want that anymore.”

“What?” You blinked. Jungkook shrugged.

“What about us?” He met your eyes, causing your breath to hitch.

“What about us?”

Jungkook stared at you for a moment, noting the way the timber in your voice had become higher pitched as if panicked.

MORE FUN FACTS LMFAO: I typically do this thing with unplanned chapters where I just go for it and write and usually it works out. But when I wrote this down I remember stopping and being like ??? WHY DID I JUST WRITE THAT ??? I don’t like deleting my writing so I had a serious think to myself about whether this was going to be the moment Jungkook confessed or not.

Canonly, I decided that Jungkook did in fact mean ‘us’ in a romantic sense, but because of the way you perceivably panicked at that possible meaning, he decided against taking the conversation in that direction, instead speaking about ‘us’ in a platonic sense. Poor kookie :(

“Stop. Listen to me, Jungkook, you’re a fucking great guy, okay? You’re charismatic and funny and care about your friends… sure, you almost ruined my event, but it was mostly to defend my best friend when Eunwoo got too pushy, right? You’re a good guy, meathead. I know I joke about your ego, but I really believe you’re capable of more than you think you are. Seriously, Kiri is so lucky to be the object of your affection.”

Jungkook watched the way the sun’s orange light kissed your face, a bittersweet feeling growing in his chest as he contemplated the object of his affection. Just a couple of months ago, he would have had no doubt about who held his heart, but as you held his stare, he found himself unsure and yet, entirely sure all the same.

“Jungkook? You okay?” You frowned, catching in the sadness in his eyes.

“Hm? Yeah, yeah. I just… realized something.”

“Oh? What’s that?”

“…It doesn’t matter.” He smiled, the gesture hardly reaching his eyes.

It’s in this moment that Jungkook decides that there is no way you hold the same affection towards him that he does to you. He mistakes your words of comfort as you pushing him away. You are so kind and encouraging and Jungkook loves you so much that hearing you insist about him ending back up with Kiri hurts him so bad.

But you are still unsure about your feelings and genuinely believe that's still what Jungkook wants. You’re just being a supportive friend!! :( It isn’t until the end of this chapter when Y/N has her talk with Yara that she realizes, oh man, she’s in deep.

CHAPTER EIGHT – THE MISTAKE

BLAH. This chapter is so BLAH, you know? Having to write this chapter was SO HARD. I texted irl Yara complaining about how much I hated having to put my characters through this and that I wanted to just end the story on chapter 7 and keep them happy forever. BUT ALAS! I had planned for this to happen from the start.

You tasted like the mint of your favorite brand of toothpaste. He imagined if he had caught you any later then the mint would have been accompanied by the taste of coffee, knowing the way you rarely started a day without a cup.

God, he had missed the taste of you.

What you guys didn’t see is Jungkook spending the night with Kiri, and immediately kicking her out, freaking out as the weight of guilt washed over him. He knew he had done nothing wrong, that you weren’t his real girlfriend, and that getting back together with Kiri was exactly what he had signed up for. It was what he should’ve wanted. But it wasn't… because you were what he wanted. And that was exactly what he was going to tell you as he marched over to your apartment.

But he panicked. His mind already decided that your answer to him would be no– that you didn’t feel the same. So he kissed you. He had you in the only way he was allowed to. He was selfish and impulsive and so incredibly scared that he ended up hurting the person he loved the most.

Initially though, I had Jungkook get back together with Kiri, not that he slept with her right before sleeping with Y/N. But I decided TEEHEE let me just make everything erupt into flames. However, I didn’t realize just how angry with Jungkook you guys would get. I remember thinking DAMMIT WAS THAT TOO SCANDALOUS?? I knew I was going to have to work hard for Jungkook to redeem himself to my readers.

“She wants to get back together.” Jungkook swallowed dryly, eyes wavering between yours as if to gauge your reaction.

“…Oh.”

You shook your head.

“I mean, wow! That’s… That’s great!” You smiled, something tearing apart inside you as the words left your lips.

“Y/N–”

“Seriously! This means it worked, right? This is exactly what you wanted to happen.” You enthused, turning your head so that he couldn’t see the way your eyes had welled up.

Jungkook’s heart was pounding in his ears, fighting the urge to wrap his arms around you.

“Yeah… yeah, no, you’re right. We did it.” He replied monotonously.

GOD THIS PART IS SO UNBELIEVABLY FRUSTRATING! JUST ADMIT YOU LOVE EACH OTHER YOU MORONS! This entire situation is so convoluted because there's so much information missing and not being expressed, I seriously want to ring my own neck rereading this bit.

“Are you mad?” He called out cautiously, a heavy feeling falling onto his chest.

“Why would I be mad?” You quipped back sharply, causing Jungkook to flinch. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“I just thought… I mean we’ve been fooling around a lot lately, so I didn’t know if—”

“If what? I had feelings for you?” You scoffed. “Please, as if I’d ever fall for you.”

And there it was— everything Jungkook already knew but had been so afraid to hear. Of course, you didn’t feel for him what he felt for you. How could he have expected anything different?

IDIOTS!!! THEY'RE BOTH IDIOTS!!! I don't know how y'all put up with this for so long. Forgive me.

CHAPTER NINE – THE BREAK

Okay I actually love this chapter. And for many reasons. Let me break down the three scenes for you guys.

Scene one: Kiri confrontation

Kiri is definitely an opposing antagonist. She is constantly working against Y/N because of their interests directly conflicting. BUT. I would argue that the biggest antagonist to this story is the inner ones – Y/N and Jungkook's lack of ability to admit their feelings constantly holding them both back from their happy ending. That being said, a confrontation scene between Y/N and Kiri was MUCH needed. While I suppose I can understand why Kiri doesn't like Y/N, that doesn't change the fact that she has been disrespectful and catty. So miss Y/N had to put Miss Kiri in her place (•̀ᴗ•́)

Scene two: Yara and Tae at the library

Fanservice. That is all. LMFAOOO y'all reallllyyy wanted it to happen and who am I to deny my people what they want. It was really fun getting to explore my side characters and develop them through interactions outside the two main characters. IRL Yara also mentioned giving bitchin’ Yara and Tae their own chapter as a joke and I was like LOL BET. I fully was going to but then I got the idea for the next scene and was like ahh ok maybe not the whole chapter.

Scene three: Meeting with Erik

So. This was a SUPER last minute decision. Like, it wasn’t until I was writing this chapter that I planned on Erik making an appearance. I saw a tweet with someone saying their bitchin theories and they mentioned Erik appearing out of nowhere and I was like,,, HOLD ON!!!! That could be kind of spicy ≖‿≖

I knew for a fact JK was NOT going to be forgiven in this chapter; I needed a way to lay the situation out between the two dorks without trying to seem like I was trying to sway my audience in a way that didn't make sense to the story. Y/N was rightfully angry. But she wasn't only angry about the timing of the sex. She was angry that Jungkook went back to Kiri at all and there was no way she was going to admit that. So who better to lay it all out than calculated, unbiased third party Erik. He deserved some character development after all.

I also liked the idea that Y/N had, in theory, “romantic options.” Losing Jungkook didn’t mean the end of her life. Having my female lead stand on her own was very important to me.

CHAPTER TEN – THE END

RIGHT OF THE BAT I needed Jungkook to suffer. So that whole scene where he tries to interact with his old group only for his presence to make everything awkward MMMM yes, sweet revenge on my part.

You were surprised. His hair was no longer shaggy and long like you remembered it. Instead, it had been freshly cut, looking healthy and neatly styled for the first time since you met Jungkook.

THE WAY SO MANY PEOPLE COMMENTED ON THIS LINE “but Y/N liked it long?!?” IS SO FUNNNYyyyy. So let me clarify a thing. Jungkook had always wanted to cut his hair right. The only reason he didn’t was because Y/N told him not to. With Y/N no longer in the picture to convince him out of it, he cut his hair. That’s really all there is to it skfjsjf.

You know, I had written this part around the time I had just finished up the third ch believe it or not. And it was COMPLETELY different. I had it planned that Yara and Y/N ignored him throughout class and Yara had gone back after the bell rang to go verbally assault JK. And as the two hashed it out, only then was that when Jungkook would realize that he liked Y/N after Yara literally spelled it out for him.

“You like her, dumbass!” Was what I had written Yara saying. I really had written him in denial for ten chapters, I was a whole sociopath (╥﹏╥). But ultimately, I decided that Jungkook came to that conclusion on his own and the decision to apologize to Y/N would have been made over winter break.

“You said Kiri came over asking for you back, yet you still came over and slept with me the next day. Even though the two of you had sex the night before. Do you understand how that makes me feel?”

“I’m—”

“Like garbage!" You emphasized, the white paint of the door somehow irritating you further. "I felt like I was something you threw away and picked back up whenever you felt like getting your dick wet.”

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, and you tried your hardest to not let your emotions get the best of you.

“Not to mention to everyone else, it looks like you cheated on me. Which makes me look like a fucking idiot." You scoffed.

Jungkook said nothing in reply, which somehow made it easier to say all you should have said that day in your room.

“It just sucks to realize that someone you once cared about sees you as nothing more than a toy. It fucking sucks.”

Man :( writing this hurt my heart. I really, really, love bitchin!y/n and writing her hurting freaking stinks. But she had to speak her mind. She deserves the chance to get everything off her chest with the way Jungkook hurt her.

Your heart and mind were in constant paradox, torn between wanting him back and wanting him to know just how much he had hurt you. Your mind ultimately won the battle, of course, but as Jungkook stood just a few inches of drywood apart pouring his heart out, it was hard to say which major organ was responsible for your next words.

The creak of the door being pushed open sent Jungkook's eyes wide, revealing your hesitant form. You had your arms crossed over your chest as if to guard the contents inside of it.

You looked like an angel underneath the bathroom's blue fluorescent lights, beautiful and lovely, a stark contrast from your next crushing sentence.

“I slept with Erik.”

Hehe. Ofc my girl Y/N had to have a rebound!!! She knows that life goes on. However, as I wrote in, she definitely regretted it. It was kind of the same situation that Jungkook was in where he pursued something just because it was familiar and a distraction and not because he really wanted it. Both Y/N and Jungkook are flawed characters but that’s okay! If anything, Y/N’s mistake of sleeping with Erik is what allows her to forgive Jungkook. Knowing first hand how complicated their entire relationship really was.

“I don’t need you… but I don’t think I want a life without you.” You finished shyly.

Your eyes were locked with his when suddenly a small noise escaped him, eyes pulling away from yours as his head moved to attempt to hide the way his eyes had grown wet.

I got this line from one of my best friends after her ex broke up with her. It made me physically sad and really sympathize with her so I quickly wrote it down into my notes app to save for later LMAOOOO. Knowing that you are your own person and life will inevitably go on after losing someone, but that your heart still wants and is pleading for the one person you can’t have. SO SAD. I’m happy I got to use this line in one of my fics.

The note Jungkook wrote Y/N,,, imagine him not being able to sleep one night over winter break so he just writes down everything he should have told Y/N while he still had the chance…. I’ll for real cry dude, he’s so cute. Also, the line about him buying you fluffy Halloween socks for Christmas went over people’s heads I think but HECK I THOUGHT THAT WAS SO FUNNY AND SWEET (because Y/N bought Christmas socks when it was Halloween teehee).

"Are you two dorks done crying?" Yara’s voice rang out suddenly, causing both of you to jump apart.

"Yara, you creep! Privacy, dude! Ever try knocking?" You sniffed, wiping at your face hurriedly.

"What? Like you were peeing with Jungkook in the bathroom? Please." She waved you off, walking back into the living room to give you two some privacy. She did say Jungkook had 15 minutes before she’d have to come back in after all. "Anyway, Tae will be over in 10 minutes for the Saved By The Bell marathon that’s on so you guys are more than welcomed to join." She called out from her newly seated position on the couch.

I included this scene with Yara because things were getting too serious for my liking ngl. Plus the idea that the four of them would all come together at the end for a much needed reunion made my happy bitchin heart soar.

Jungkook let out a laugh, his palm finding your cheek, eyes locked on your lips. You were preening for his kiss, mouth parting slightly as you anticipated it.

“Partners?”

The question took you by surprise, eyes widening at your not so pretend lover.

Idiot.

“Partners.” You smiled softly, eyes shiny and brimming with tears as he kissed you for what must have been the millionth time, but still somehow felt like the first.

UGH I LOVE THEM I REALLY DO. I was so happy with how this final scene came out :( They’re partners, they really are I miss these boneheads.

AND NOW, I PRESENT THE CANON FUTURE OF THE BITCHIN UNIVERSE...

10 YEARS LATER

Let’s be honest, Jungkook popped the question the day of graduation, he can’t imagine a life in which you wouldn’t be beside him

You said yes (shocker)

Cue Jungkook being the most wonderful partner and respecting your wish to finish your residency program before having the wedding

You absolutely kick ass at being a neonatal surgeon

Also, Jungkook started a film company! It’s small but he loves what he does and works with colleges and helps out the film majors with resources and equipment <3

SO IT'S THE DAY OF YOUR WEDDING RIGHT

Yara and your sisters are helping you get ready, with your best friend as the ever so reassuring maid of honor

And by that I mean you’re as calm as a cucumber and Yara is one wrong move away from having a stroke

“Y/N… Don’t freak out....The catering company put in two orders of shrimp instead of chicken and steak.”

“Yara, it’s okay.”

“NO ITS NOT???? THIS IS YOUR WEDDING DAY AND YOU’RE GETTING CRUSTACEANS.”

Y/N making Yara take a seat and practice some breathing exercises so she doesn’t upset the baby

Oh yeah, Yara is 10 weeks pregnant

Taehyung is the dad lol

Yara and Taehyung have been together ever since that day at the library hehe <3

They moved in together and adopted a cat and everything (sweet boy Tae wanted a dog but Yara’s afraid of dogs and Tae would do anything for that woman so Yeontan the cat it is)

Yara refuses to put a label on their relationship even after all this time, and Tae doesn’t ask for one. They’re happy and dedicated to each other and don’t feel the need to put pressure on something that’s already so perfect

Yara is actually violently in love with Tae but still scoffs when Y/N tries to bring it up

“Oh my god, you’re so in love with him”

“Huh??? you must be sick or something. Get well soon, damn :/”

Yara likes to come up with different labels for Taehyung every time she has to introduce him. Among her favorites are roommate, rent sharer, baby daddy and penis lender

Speaking of Taehyung, he’d have a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder as he tries to calm down the panicking groom to be

“JK, breathe.”

“What if she doesn’t show up? What if she doesn’t want to marry me? What if I pressured her into this and— and I’ve freaked her out and now she hates me?”

“Dude, you guys have been engaged for eight years. She’s had her opportunity to run. She’ll show up.”

Taehyung scruffing up the younger man’s hair reassuringly, which only flusters him more because DAMMIT he wants to look perfect for you and now his hair is messed up >:(

(You like him no matter what his hair looks like though)

Jungkook literally swallowing down a sob as you walk down the aisle and he lays his eyes on you for the first time

You having a dumb smile on your face the entire walk over because your husband to be is crying and you haven’t even exchanged vows yet

The entire audience going all sobby when you finally do exchange vows because they’re so beautiful and real

The ten years together has not been easy— from financial struggles as you tried to support yourself through med school, to personal conflicts when Jungkook wanted to start a family already

But you guys figured it out

You always do

He’s your person. And you are his.

Y/N’s sisters Rosa and Lia are a WRECK— even your dad is tearing up

Your family loves Jungkook and have been counting down the days until you guys married, let’s be honest

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Jungkook punching the air with a “FINALLY!” before kissing the hell out of you

The cutting of the cake inevitably turning into a food fight

The shrimp entrees turning out to be pretty damn good

Yara catching the bouquet and wagging her brows at Taehyung suggestively

Jungkook pulling you aside to take photos of you outside the venue because you look so so pretty and he loves the way you smile when he’s the one behind the camera

The party is in full session, your siblings tearing up the dance floor like the extroverts they are

You and Jungkook are sat at the head of the room, hands intertwined underneath the table as you watch a tired and painfully sober Yara swing her bare feet onto Taehyung’s lap, requesting a foot rub

Watching your pregnant best friend and her lover together, you turned towards your own, smile impossibly wide

“What?”

“Let’s have a baby.” You’d grin, so stupid happy

Jungkook’s eyes going round and immediately jumping up from his seat because god that’s all he’s ever wanted

Being tugged out the room by a giddy Jungkook, one of your heels flinging off somewhere behind you.

“What’s happening? Where are we going?!”

The two of you find yourself in a storage room somewhere on the hotel floor

“Jeon Jungkook, what the hell—“

His mouth find yourself, kissing you in a way that couldn’t at the altar

You kissed him back without questions, arms wrapping around the man you now called your husband

“I love you.” He’d sigh into your neck, his hot breath causing you to shiver

“I love you too.”

“Let’s make a baby.”

“Yeah let’s— wait, right here? Right now?!”

Jungkook merely nodding as his mouth found the exposed skin of your chest

“Meathead, we can’t just ditch our wedding to have sex!”

“Why not? We did our marital duties. Now it’s our guests' job to get embarrassingly drunk and make a fool of themselves on the dance floor. No one will even miss us.”

“Isn’t baby making what our honeymoon is for?”

“Screw that. I’ve done my waiting. Let’s start our family, nerd.”

Jungkook kissing your protests silent before you inevitably give in and let him take you right there and then, your wedding dress hung around your hips

Husband and wife coming together with shaky breaths and hushed moans as they promise the rest of their lives to each other, making every argument, struggle or moment of uncertainty leading up to now totally worth it

Walk of shame back into the party with nervous hair fixing from you and a proud grin from Jungkook

Yara figuring out exactly why you two had sneaked off to, flashing the newly weds a knowing smirk

The night of your wedding, Jungkook surprises you with a present

You unwrap it in confusion, only to see that it’s a glass frame and inside of it is the wrinkled and worn out lined paper the two of you had scribbled on many many years ago

Jungkook hangs up the contract right above your bed as per your request, smiling as he does and jumping on him the moment he puts down the hammer bc dammit it you’re too heckin excited to make love with your sentimental loser of a husband

And yes, by the next month, you are pregnant and incredibly happy

And of course, your daughter and Yara’s son grow up to be best friends, not a family holiday passing by where they aren’t told the story of the totally bitchin’ way both set of their parents got together

#beyond the story #bts smut #Jungkook smut #bts jungkook #bts #bts imagines #bts preferences #Jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook

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hi! i just recently found ur account and love it💞💞 can i request adam driver x reader and they are dating. reader is a bit younger and he gets jealous over one of her guy friends bc he thinks she deserves someone younger than him. & it ends super fluffy :)

@avengxrs423

Yay, my first request! Thank you so much for the kind words. This was fun to write, I hope you enjoy!

Doubts

Pairing- Adam Driver X FemReader

Summary: Adam has always been aware of the age gap he has with his fiance. He tries to move past it, but a chance meeting with your famous old friend brings the worry crashing back.

Warnings: Language, insecurity, mild smut, paparazzi. WC-2,700

“Mr. Driver, over here! Miss (Y/L/N), this way!” Adam followed you out of the car, thanking the driver, his eyes on you as the crowd of reporters and paparazzi lined either side of the walkway into the restaurant. It was always these sorts of outings, where the press knew he’d be in attendance to a new hot spot, that made him nervous. Wary of how easily you could be accosted, even injured. He was nothing if not protective of you.

Standing closely next to you, Adam places his hand on your lower back, joining you in smiling around for the cameras as you slowly moved forward. His security team had the doors open ahead of you, mere steps away.

“Have you set a date for the wedding yet?”

“Let’s see the ring again, Miss. (Y/L/N)!”

“Mr. Driver, what do you have to say to fans who find the age gap between you to be too much?”

Adam worked actively not to react to the last question, his body tensing. When he looked down at you, he found you were already watching him, the glamorous smile still dazzling everyone, but he read the caution in your eyes. When you were both through the doors and they shut behind you, he began to breathe a little more freely, casting the reporter's rude question out of his mind.

He was taking you on a date and wanted to make sure the evening was special. His publicist had set it up, as this new restaurant was the current ‘place to be and be seen’ in New York City. While Adam could care less, he knew fans everywhere were chomping at the bit to see more of him and you together, in New York especially.

The makeup artist who won the movie star’s heart. It was a major headline when you first started dating publicly, which made you both laugh as Adam had to work to convince you he was interested, in the beginning. Newly engaged now, Adam could see the romance of it, could understand why fans enjoyed the story. But he hated, absolutely despised, how every damn article made sure to mention, directly or not, the age gap between the two of you.

He had had no intention of falling in love with anyone he worked with, he hadn’t been actively seeking-but you had shown up one day one and after one brief conversation, he was smitten. His feelings only grew over the two years you worked together, but he had hesitated greatly in acting on them, solely because you were 10 years younger than him.

When you finally got together, he felt like the luckiest man, that you would love him back, age be damned. You were cautious at first, eventually believing he genuinely wanted to be with you, not just have a fling. He had waited four months into the relationship to make it public (which was no easy feat, but you were supportive through all of it), and of course, the articles started on pointing it out straight away, some going as far as to point out where you were when he was enlisted in the Marines, or graduating Juilliard.

You told him it didn’t matter, repeatedly. And never got mad at him for fixating when a particularly brutal article was released. He had felt guilty many times that you had to comfort and reassure him so consistently, yet it made him love you even harder. And life went on, happily, your relationship solid.

When news broke that he had proposed, the articles started up with renewed fervour. He had been trying to hide from you just how much this upset him, how the doubt was creeping back into his mind...

Tonight was meant to be a sophisticated, romantic evening that served the double purpose of getting Adam press coverage before heading back to L.A. As you were shown to your table by the excited owner, Adam watched you chatting away with her, complimenting their design and success. You wore a beautiful hunter green dress made of satin, it fell to just above your knees and complimented your glowing skin perfectly. He was enraptured by you, whether your wore sweatpants, a dress-and especially when you wore nothing. Green was his favourite colour on you.

At the table reserved for the two of you, Adam helped you take your seat, his hand brushing gently against your hair, before taking his own. Annie and the waiter who had appeared handed you the course descriptions, before asking if you had any dietary needs. “Thank you so much, Annie-honestly just tell the chef we’re game for anything!” You said, grinning. Annie winked before setting off to the kitchen.

Adam nodded politely at the waiter, who took their drink orders, before sweeping away, finally giving him time to study you. “How do you like it?” He gestured around them, at the dark lit, moody and stylish venue. It was busy, filled mainly with notable celebrities, though he hadn’t seen anyone he’d met before. He hoped you liked it, not being one for going out to fancy dinners-you were a homebody, preferring to curl up with a good book.

“Adam, this is great! We haven’t been to a dinner like this in forever, and did you hear what Annie said?” You gushed, beaming, and Adam felt his worries washing away, “13 courses! 13! You’re going to have to carry me out of here, babe.”

“I’m fine with that,” He replied, enjoying the flush that spread across your cheeks. “But let’s be honest, you’re going to end up giving me half your food, pretty girl, you always do.”

You pouted, “I’m making a renewed effort tonight, just wait.”

Adam laughed, and the two of you settled in, the conversation flowing as you discussed the upcoming film Adam was starring in, of which you were working as his artist. The food was, as expected, incredible. Adam loved how you took a photo of each plate, even though neither of you had social media accounts. You still took photos of all the food you ate, just for the fun of it, or as you told him ‘simply to document our adventures!’.

It was around the ninth course that the evening took a turn.

A commotion at the doors captured the attention of some of the patrons. Adam glanced up, but from where your table was, he couldn’t see much. The paparazzi outside were shouting too loudly to decipher what they were saying, so it wasn’t until Adam saw your friend walk in, his brother and friend in tow, that he knew his mood was about to shift.

Tom Holland was one of the first celebrities you had worked with when you started working in L.A. And he’d always kept in touch, even when his own fame skyrocketed and before you were public with Adam. And actually, Adam did like the kid-he was beyond well mannered and genuine, and from the stories you had told, a very considerate friend. Tom’s glowing recommendation of your work was part of the reason Disney had hired you on for the Star Wars films, which was how Adam had met you.

Really, Adam had no reason not to love Tom Holland and be happy to see him arrive with his brother Harry and friend Harrison. It was just the minor, ridiculous concern Adam had that, being close in age, you and Tom were more much suited for one another. A concern that had poisoned his mind for your entire relationship.

Seeing his eyes over your shoulder, you turned to look where Adam had been and exclaimed in delight when you saw your friend. Adam quickly arranged his features to match yours, nerves shooting through him. Tom spotted you when you stood, in all your dazzling beauty, and grinned before making a beeline towards your table. The owner, Annie, had been leading the men to a nearby table and stood back politely while you all greeted one another.

“(Y/N), love! How are you?” Tom gave you a hug, “And Adam, good to see you mate!” Adam took his offered hand, giving a quick handshake. (Y/N) hugged the other two, chatting amicably.

“Good to see you, Tom-hi Harry, Harrison,” Adam greeted the other two before placing his hand on your lower back. Inwardly, he felt more stable in doing this, but he worried it would look possessive. If you thought so, you made no objection, stepping a little closer to his side while you beamed at your friends.

“I didn’t realize you’d be in New York this week, Tom!” You said, smacking his arm playfully.

Tom held his hands up as if in surrender, “It was completely last minute, just stopping off for two days before we head to L.A.” He glanced between the two of you, “I nearly forgot-congratulations again on the engagement! This is the first time I’ve seen you both in person since!”

Adam smiled, “We really appreciated the gift you sent, Tom-that was too kind.” And it had been quite the gift, in addition to a beautiful and extravagant flower arrangement, Tom had made a personal donation to Adam’s charity, Arts in the Armed Forces, and shared the charity on his social media. They’d had an influx of new donations from his fans and followers.

“Arts in the Armed Forces is incredibly important to Adam and me, Tom-you really knocked that gift out of the park.” (Y/N) agreed, her arm snaking around Adam’s waist with affection.

Tom waved off their thanks good-naturedly, “Well, we’re going to leave you to what looks very delicious-Annie, I’ll have what Adam and (Y/N) are having!” Tom grinned briefly at the owner, “And we’re still on for lunch when you both come to L.A. Next week, yeah?”

After assuring Tom they’d see him soon and bidding their farewells, Adam and you sat back down, diving back into your food. You chatted happily about bumping into Tom, which quickly transitioned into excitement for returning to L.A., as the cold of January in New York City was getting a little old for you both. You loved it here, were all too happy to call it home when your relationship escalated and Adam asked you to live with him. And though you both spent a lot of time away from your New York brownstone, it was always going to be home.

Adam worked to enjoy the rest of the evening, but he’d rather lost his appetite, the food tasteless on his tongue. Because seeing Tom had brought the wave of insecurity crashing back down on Adam, that you were too good for him, too young, that you deserved someone better, to be with someone who smiled more easily and with whom you shared more in common with. He knew you loved him, but his brain kept asking-did you realize what you could have if you broke up?

When you climbed into the car after dinner, having said warm goodbyes to Tom and his party and touring the kitchen with Annie to thank the chef and his team, Adam’s smile dropped. He sat back in his seat, confirming with the driver that he could take them home, before dropping his head against the headrest and closing the divider between the front and back seats.

“Adam?” Your voice cut through the silence after only a few moments, concern evident in your tone.

Adam glanced down at you next to him, softening when he looked into your wide eyes, “Sorry, sweetheart, what’s up?”

You frowned, turning in your seat to face him more directly, “I want you to tell me what’s up, you’ve been in a funny mood half the night-you okay?”

“I’m alright, just tired-that was a lot of food over a long time.” He shrugged, looking away. For a moment, he thought you were going to leave it at that, but he should have known better; one of the reasons he adored you was your commitment to being the most stubborn person in the room. In an instant, you undid your seatbelt and slid from your seat, carefully climbing over him so that you could straddle his lap, all of his attention now on you.

Adam’s hands went to your hips instinctively to hold you steady, as you glared at him, “Babe, I know you’re not saying it, and I don’t want you to feel forced here, but I thought we’d talked about this.” The car hit a minor bump and you sank into his lap, nearly bumping heads, from the force.

He gripped your hips tighter, “We did, I just...I can’t help it, I feel like-like I’m holding you back.” He murmured with his eyes on your stomach, shame flooding through him.

You sighed, not without affection, “Holding me back from what, exactly? You are my everything, Adam, and without you...I can’t even begin to imagine my life without you.”

You slid your hands from his chest to his neck, where they rested gently, thumbs brushing across the lower half of his jaw. Adam closed his eyes briefly, “But if you did imagine it, properly, you might see that someone like Tom-I mean, he’s your age, goes to more parties and events, you’d have more fun-“

Your mouth was on his, cutting off Adam’s words, his mind going blank. The feel of you against him, your lips on his, was more than enough to render him speechless. After a moment, you pulled back, your cheeks flushed and expression serious, “I understand that sometimes, we notice the age gap a little more because the press thinks it’s interesting, but Adam, I need you to understand. I need you to see just how much I do not care about any of that, what they say or think or even about the actual difference in our ages! I never think about it, because it has no effect whatsoever on how fucking madly in love with you I am.” (Y/N) cupped his face in her hands, holding his gaze.

“I-I love you too, so much, pretty girl,” He sighed, his emotions raw, “I just want the best for you, always.”

“You are the best for me, which is why I said yes to marrying you when you got down on one knee, in our apartment, wearing nothing but those ridiculous shorts. It’s why I’d say yes, again and again, Adam. Do you think I like going to parties? That I don’t have fun with you?” Your voice raised slightly in exasperation, while Adam stared at you in wonder; you’d never been so passionate about this before-despite having had the conversation many times, “I have an adventure every single day with you, I love everything about our lives together, and honestly, babe...” Your voice lowered considerably, a soft breathy croon now, “I can’t picture a guy like Tom treating me how you do, knowing exactly what I need from a man, always taking such good care of me.”

She punctuated these words by grinding against him, her eyes darkening in arousal. Adam groaned at the sensation, “Pretty girl, you’re too good for me.”

(Y/N) smiled at Adam, “No, I’m just right for you and you’re just right for me.”

“Damn it, I love you!” He gasped, before sliding one hand from your hip to the back of your neck and pulling you close, his lips on yours before you could reply. You let out a small whimper, melting into him. Your arms circled around his neck, and Adam could feel the intent in your body, the overwhelming need to send him the message that he was yours, and you-you were his.

“I love you, Adam, forever.” You sighed against his lips, deepening the kiss further.

All thoughts that weren’t of (Y/N) kissing him in the back of their town car, soared from Adam’s mind. His new focus on getting you home, so that he could show you just how much he appreciated your patience and understanding. And as you shivered from his touch, his name on your lips, you successfully and unknowingly convinced Adam his doubts were unwarranted, that you loved him endlessly, as he loved you.

#adam driver x reader #adam Driver x you #adam driver #reader insert #reader x tom holland #fanfic #requests open #requested #fluff #angst

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kalosstarters · 2 years

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Okay, it’s time to talk about this episode because oh boy I do have things to say.

So. Ignoring that whole battle thing (which I will get to later), I actually semi liked the other stuff that happened before it.

-Hop challenging Ash to a battle without even introducing himself was p funny to me. Guess he isn’t quite at Leon’s level yet since Pikachu wrecked the wooloo with 1 iron tail 😅 (Makes sense, though)

-Also the introduction scene was p cool! There are many things I could bring up about it but at least in that scene Alain and Ash acknowledged each other’s existence. I may talk a bit more about this later but honestly it /really/ sucked that Alain didn’t get any proper interaction with the other characters before the battle and his first lines in general were at the 12th minute. Trust me, I did pay attention to it. But yeah, a note to the pokeani writers: you can’t expect me to enjoy a battle that has 0 build up. Apparently Alain had been excited to battle Leon? Well, WE WOULDN’T KNOW bc he literally didn’t say anything before the battle.

-Iris was genuinely the best part in this episode because her enthusiasm over all the things was adorable :*)) Pls kick that Shirona’s butt, girl! (Well, unfortunately she won’t but goodness gracious give her a better battle than what Alain got). Also aww, she was so starstruck by the other female champions :’) (reminder to the writers tho that she did meet Cynthia before and she didn’t ask for a photo then :P)

-The champions commenting the battles together in the same room was a good idea. It’s cool to see them interacting with each other!

-Tbh Steven saying ‘I hope he won’t get overwhelmed’ was already a red flag to me; I had a feeling the battle would end badly after that. I can only hope Alain will still stay to watch the rest of the tournament...

-TR my beloved, finally you’re back! I’m so sorry JN has treated you so badly but I’m definitely looking forward to your commentary in the upcoming eps (let’s be real, they will 1000% be rooting for the twerp)

-I really was expecting this to be an ‘opening’ episode for the tournament but instead we got an entire battle within it... Guess I should finally talk about it a bit. Idk what else I can say other than the obvious ‘it was really bad’. Not even Charizard lasted long enough for this battle to continue to the next episode :d Maybe its meaning was to show Ash&the others that Leon rly is a freaking force of nature (he didn’t even use giga charizard!) but.... it really sucks that Alain was the character who had to be on the other end... Give him more credit than that. The dude beat 10 mega evolution users, incl. an E4 member, in a row.

-To my disappointment the Chesnaught did not end up being Chespie bc we did see Chespie with Manon in Lumiose City. But you can’t take the HC that Alain still got inspired by Manon to use one from me. Overall I think a Chesnaught was a good writing choice for Alain bc it does make sense but I can’t say same for the Malamar. Alain may look edgy but considering that one of the creepiest TF guys had a Malamar I would like to think that he’d be hesitant to use mons that are somehow associated with that group.

-Getting back to Manon, thank goodness we did at least see a glimpse of her with Prof Sycamore watching the battle at the lab. Well, the ultimate option would have been to see them watching him at the STADIUM but I am guessing that pokeani team wasn’t willing to hire voice actors for them just for a couple of lines so that could have been the biggest reason why we only saw these glimpses of them. The other reason being that as much as I try to deny it, this is not Alain’s story anymore, it’s Ash’s, so the writers didn’t want to put too much focus on him. I just wish we could have seen a happier shot of my bb girl in the end ;____; My heart said </3 when I saw Sycamore comforting her.

I could probably continue this even longer but maybe I’ll quit for now. In conclusion tho: I did like most of the non battle parts, I was happy to see Alain and even a glimpse of Manon BUT the battle was so bad that I can’t give very high points to this episode. The only thing that can save it in my eyes is that Alain will still stick around till the end of the tournament. We’ll see how that goes. Somehow I’ll have to wait 3 weeks to find out :d

#tia speaks #pokeani spoilers #pokeani #tia watches pokemon jn #episode commentary

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nexility-sims · 3 years

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Storytelling asks 12, 13 and 14 ❤️

𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 / accepting !

these were fantastic questions !! thank you !! ❤️❤️❤️

12. do you actually play the game or do you just use it as a storytelling medium?

lately, it’s been 100% storytelling, but i am so eager to actually play the game soon. i’ve been working on my historical legacy for ........ geez, like five years or so? i guess it began as my bastard version of the decades challenge, lmao. anyway, long story short, i haven’t finished it, and i need to so i can replay the parts i miss. additionally, my plan is to finally get the cottage one when i finish part ii of the story !!!!!!! and do some legacy gameplay (haven’t decided if it’ll be canon yet but it will, as i’ve said, be jered circa 2007).

13. from basic planning to a finished post, how long does that take you?

OOF. it varies? here are the steps u didn’t ask for

get an idea, scribble some notes in my journal or on scraps of paper i then stuff into the journal. draw diagrams as needed.

scour the internet for poses (detour to make my own sometimes)

build a set (this is what i do 65% of the time. sometimes it takes half an hour, sometimes it takes a few hours. depends on if i need to download cc, build an exterior, spend 45 minutes arranging deco items NO ONE WILL SEE ssdjflksgfs)

occasionally, a detour to recolor / convert objects (not often but often enough that i know how to do these things now djfshgkjsg)

dress up my sims !!! make sure they have different versions with accessories as needed, etc. (ex. for the bachelor party, alf & his friends each had six outfits. nightmare.)

take screenshots !!!!! i do this... based on the mental script in my head. so 60% “i know what happens,” and 40% “vibes only.” takes longer if i have to mess around with lighting (using reshade and/or by ... breaking everyone’s poses to adjust the light fixtures. usually for night scenes.)

pick max of 10 screenshots from the 1287398494 i took. i just upload them to photoshop & click around until i’ve got the best of the bunch. sometimes i post the rejects as previews or outtakes.

upload screenshots to tumblr drafts & let them marinate.....

add captions !!!! i’ve started writing them in photoshop, aka the most cursed approach. i just revise & rearrange until it reads well & hits all the marks i had in mind for the scene. i’m WORDY so seeing the text on the image helps them ... not be giving a monologue in every episode. just most. then, replace drafted shots w/ captions screenshots.

potentially, after marinating, i decided i hate the screenshots & redo them !!!!!!!!! not all the time, but maybe 3-4/10 times.

write the scene. this varies wildly bc sometimes i slap two sentences & call it a day, but other times i pull out my writing laptop & pour over it for ... anywhere from a week to twenty minutes.

ideally, the draft marinates again, then i queue it at least 10 minutes before midnight

SO ........ overall, i would say this process can take anywhere between 2-3 hours to a few days. the longest i’ll have an average draft waiting is a week ??

14. do you have any regrets about your story so far? if you could go back in time, how would you fix these?

my number one regret is ... not realizing how invested in this hobby i would be, so therefore not bothering to properly plan things !!! winging it was fun and easy, but now i’ve learned so much—from both trial and error & the amazing storytellers i’ve met. still, rather than going back in time, i’m excited to apply all of this to the upcoming parts. hopefully the story will be much tighter, richer, and visually pleasing as a result !!!! also. wish i’d known about the tool mod sooner ......... sigh. lastly, i wish i’d learned how to make my own cc any of the previous times over the years i’ve attempted it. sure would come in handy, what with all the period specific fashion i want >:^( maybe next time.

#oof sorry this is a #long post #ask #story stuff

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voidcat · 4 years

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“the Hot Library Guy” – Kuroo Tetsurou

It’s your second year at uni and you’re taking biochemistry class.

Your prof is nice n very good but her exams are v hard, plus she’s so stern and it’s always her class in the morning (haha true story can u tell.) You are late by 10 minutes or more? good bye 2 hours worth of class. Your gaze leaves her for a moment? better not b on the phone or good bye remaining of the class (STILL tru story, rip me)

So one day, you’re at the library studying, trying to memorize everything bc there’s just too much info to remember, so many details, clinic info, technical info and all that. At one point you huff out in exhaustion and throw your hands into the air in a “i give up” way. That’s when the guy sitting across you raises his head and asks if you need any help.

tbh you didnt even notice him until he spoke out but once you get a look at him, you’re done for! So all you can do is silently nod, bc what else can you do when a hot guy offers you the help you desperately need. you kinda wanna laugh at his ridicilous hair tho, but the rest of him? hallelujah!

He gets up to stand right beside you, leaning over you to get a look at your notes and asks you which parts you’re having trouble with. His way of explaining is very good, to your surprise. Any chem/biochem teacher you’ve had in the past? bye y’all i’ve just found someone better, hot, around my age and hopefully available.

He even comes up with few lame puns, jokes and outdated pop culture references to keep complicated stuff in mind. Once in a while you two brush hands, usually when he reaches out to turn the page or point at something. Since you’re at a library he speaks in a low tone and to make sure you hear him, he usually whispers speaks right besides your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. your brain? short circuited y/n.exe has stopped working

before you two can start a new topic, your phone vibrates; your roommate saying they got take out for the both of you, telling you to hurry or they’ll eat yours. Knowing that’s no joke, you pack your stuff hurriedly and go, thanking him in a rush. You’re about to enter your room, you realize you didnt ask for his name.

this results in going to the library more often, actually putting on nice clothes that compliments your figure and just a tint of make up once in a while…. secretly hoping he shows up again… so you sit at the same spot every time you go. Luck seems to be on your side sometimes because you see him few more times! He guesses who your prof is from the way you took your notes and gives you some tips for the upcoming exams.

You always get too caught up admiring him that you!! keep!! forgetting!! to ask!! for his name!!!! or number!!! and so ends your year without getting the name, number or at least the major of the hot library guy…… which sucks big time because the tips he gave you worked well, you got a very high grade and wanted to celebrate this with him on a night out

Summer passes and third year!!! Hello again morning bio chem classes :/// Your prof announces she has a new assitant for that year. Literally no one cares bc the prev one was uptight af to please her. She informs you the new one will have an active part in your lab classes just like the last one and you all should go to them for any question that’s about exams or assignmens instead of “bothering” her.

And so ends that class and days go, without seeing the hot library guy… With each passing minute, you have less and less hope of seeing him again,, F

It’s time for first bio chem lab of the year! You arrive one minute before the class start, or so you though. You arrive in a hurry, only to see everyone else waiting outside the lab… the new assistant must’ve been late, you think. You use the extra heads up to put on your lab coat and suddenly hear an awfully familiar voice right besides your ear, you swear there’s a purr hidden between the words: “Hello stranger, fancy seeing you here~”

You don’t even need to turn your head to see him. But you do bc there’s no way you’ll pass up the opportunity to admire the wonder of nature that is him. But you must have calculated the distance between the two of you wrong; bc here you are, almost nose-to-nose with the hot library guy. He’s practically leaning over you, to be on your eye level obv, im short let me have this There’s a smirk dancing on his kissable lips and you can feel his breathing on yours.

Suddenly the future bio chem labs seem a lot more promising.

this one goes to @wordswithinmoments bc i was supposedly studying biochem and we got distracted lmao...

I’m not exactly content with this so there’s a high chance I’ll write it in the form of a fic too

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bitchiha · 4 years

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Upcoming Works

!For the month of JULY!

A/N: Shawties, I am not promising that I will finish all of these requests by the end of the month. I am simply showing you how fucking garbage my work ethic is! And theres no way I can pull through all these in that time. Requests are simply requests, if I don't want to write them I am not going to force myself too! Also, some of these are some self indulgent works I have been personally wanting to write. And YES I have 7 current works <3 I don't know why I did that to myself but I did. I only did up to 30 of my requests 4 this

1) CURRENT WORK / IMAGINE / YAMATO

Request: NSFW! for a friend! Also for myself bc I’m self indulgent.. Yamato + reader + empty hokage office, do the math luvs <3

2) CURRENT WORK / IMAGINE / KAKASHI

Request: hii can you write some detailed nsfw headcanons for kakashi or just write a smut fic i love your writings so i wanted to ask if u could do it or not!

3) CURRENT WORK / HEADCANONS / SHIKA, SASUKE, TOBIRAMA

Request: Can I request some filthy nsfw hc’s for Tobirama , Shikamaru and Sasuke makeup sex w s/o after a pretty heated argument? Ofc if you feel comfortable writing for them! Thank u, ily 🥺

4) CURRENT WORK / HEADCANONS / YAMATO

Request: Hiya! You’ve got me lovin’ that Yamato so could I ask for Yamato with a S/O who is the epitome of an angry lil midget (like 5’3 and under)? S/O’s also got that life-of-the party personality which totally clashes with Yamato’s gentle and sweet, would be interesting to see how that goes!

5) CURRENT WORK / HEADCANONS / TSUNADE

Request: I hope it’s ok I’m requesting Tsunade. Hcs of her having a daughter figure in one of her students. Like a few years younger than Shizune but she is qualified as a kunoichi and exceptional in what she is doing. I would really wanna know how she would act with her etc.

6) CURRENT WORK / HEADCANONS / NEJI, KIBA, SHIKA

Request: heyyy!!! can i get a neji, kiba, shikamaru headcanon where they’re jealous over their s/o??? — anon 🧊

7) CURRENT WORK / HEADCANONS / RAIDOU

Request: I loved your headcanon about Genma Ibiki and Omoi! Would you mind doing the same with Raidou? Finding some content abt him is so rare 😩

8) PENDING / HEADCANONS / NEJI

Request: hiii! please can you do nsfw hc for neji?❤️

9) PENDING / HEADCANONS / NEJI, RAIKAGE, DARUI

Request: Can you do oblivious reader headcanons for Neji and Raikage Darui please?!

10) PENDING / HEADCANONS / SHINO

Request: Hey, so after reading my matchup again, I got an idea for a head-canon. I'm not sure if this has already been asked, but headcanons with Shino that has a S/O who has a fear of bugs, but doesn't want that to ruin their relationship with Shino and tries to work on it ( side note: gotta love that auto correct changes Shino to Rhino).

11) PENDING / HEADCANONS / KAKASHI

Request: Teehee, could you do a headcanon in how Kakashi would react if he was out at a bar with his friend he’s crushing on and he let something close to “I love you” slip out in front of her (bonus points if she ends up feeling the same?) Omg it would mean the world ❤️

12) PENDING / HEADCANONS / KAKASHI

Request: Can we have more Kakashi love Super PLEASE? how about a s/o who is motherly towards team 7 - especially Naruto, & loves taking care of Kakashi. 👀

13) PENDING / HEADCANONS / TEAM 7

Request: Can I request some Boruto team 7 headcanons? How they confess to their fem crush? Or other way how they would react to a love confession from their crush *^*

14) PENDING / HEADCANONS / SHISUI

Request: 🌻Hi! Some shisui headcanons with S/O coming from different culture? I know that their villages have same/very similar cultures so how would he react to S/O from like another😅 im sorry english is not my native language

15) PENDING / HEADCANONS / SASUKE, KIBA

Request: jealous sasuke or kiba ��🏾👈🏾?? maybe please

16) PENDING / IMAGINE / KIBA

Request: Hello! I love your blog. You're amazing. Can I request some Kiba fluff where he proposes to his S/O with Akamaru's help? I think that would be super cute. Thank you!

17) PENDING / HEADCANONS / KIBA, SHIKAMARU

Request: Hi lovely! Can I please request some headcanons for Kiba and Shikamaru's reactions to finding out their S/O is pregnant with twins? Thanks a lot :)

18) PENDING / HEADCANONS / SHIKAMARU

Request: Wait, can I request Shikamaru meeting his s/o’s ex too please? Wlfklskajdkskamdnemks

19) PENDING / HEADCANONS / MADARA

Request: Hi! I love your writing! Could I ask hcs of Madara with a s/o, please? Like under what circumstances would he get one? What'd attract him and make him go for it? And how would he behave around his s/o?

20) PENDING / IMAGINE / SHISUI

Request: Lizzie 😭❤ may I request headcanons for Shisui where the fem reader is a new ANBU member and is really strong but is underestimated by her male team mates (except Shisui) so he hears her crying in the evening in her room and comforts her by making her compliments and they start kissing and making out? 😊

21) PENDING / HEADCANONS / (N/A)

Request: ummm i just read ur last ask andddd are there any other characters you’d wanna write for that situation? 👀 (S/O walking in on character masturbating)

22) PENDING / HEADCANONS / NEJI, HIDAN, KISSAME, KAKASHI

Request: hi can i request some smutty smutty hcs about fem s/o waking neji, hidan, and kisame up in the middle of the night w a bj? 👀 throw in a bonus kakashi if u feeling extra generous 🙏🏼✨

23) PENDING / HEADCANONS / TENTEN (THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING HER BTW <3)

Request: it says ur requests are open, if not i’m sorry for bothering you :( but can we have tenten relationship headcanons, u could do nsfw only if u want to!

24) PENDING / HEADCANONS / KAKASHI, YAMATO, IRUKA

Request: Same anon from a similar ask, what if it was flipped, how would kakashi, yamato, and iruka react if they walked in on their s/o masturbating? 👉👈

25) PENDING / HEADCANONS / TOBIRAMA

Request: I love your worksss 🥺💕💕 so I’m new in the tobirama club so can i request sfw and nsfw headcanons of him?? 🥰✌🏻

26) PENDING / HEADCANONS / KISAME, HIDAN, DEIDARA, ITACHI

Request: May I request a hc for Kisame, Hidan, Deidara, and/or Itachi (separately) with an s/o who's a total mom-friend in general, but becomes a merciless killer in battle. Just 0-100 real quick-

27) PENDING / IMAGINE / KAKASHI

Request: Hello! ❤️ I was wondering if You could write a small scenario or headcanon (which ever is easiest on you) of how Kakashi would react if Jiraiya and Gai brought him to a strip club for the first time? (It’s something that’s been in my mind for a hot minute)

28) PENDING / HEADCANONS / KAKASHI OR SHIKAMARU

Request: Hi could you maybe possibly do a headcannon for Kakashi or Shikamaru with them and their s/o being cuddly/just laying in bed together? 👉👈 ty ilysm

29) PENDING / NOT SPECIFIED / GAI OR ROCK LEE

Request: Pls- just something Might Guy/Rock Lee related... they practically carried the show and for that, they need more love

30) PENDING / NOT SPECIFIED / SASORI

Request: Love your writing, would love if you wrote something for Sasori one day

31) PENDING / HEADCANONS / GAI OR LEE

Request: Gai/Lee anon here! SFW and NSFW pls :3

32) PENDING / IMAGINE / KAKASHI

Request: Scenario where reader is having a wet dream while cuddling with Kakashi and starts mumbling lewd things in their sleep and Kakashi wakes them up and it leads to sexy times 👉👈 ik that's hyper specific srry 💜

33) PENDING / NOT SPECIFIED / KAKASHI

Request: what would kakashi do if his s/o teased him so bad 👀

#lizzie the rat #naruto #naruto imagines #finally got something done

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fictional-worlds-are-exquisite · 4 years

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okok i tried putting my ao3 link in my tumblr description bc i’ve been meaning to for literal months but i’ve never put a link in my description like that before so! let me know if it doesn’t work! it seemed to work for me both on my laptop and on mobile but y’know. sometimes things work for u but not anyone else. i will fix it if it doesn’t or if it takes you to nowhere. at least, i’ll attempt to fix it

oN THAT NOTE. if you’re like lindsey, what about ur chapter fic??? it’s been (i’m not going to check but i’m sure it’s over a month) ages!! IT’S NOT ABANDONED. I HAVE GOOD NEWS. my trimester break issss not this upcoming week but the week after. It’ll be a week shorter than normal for some papers because we had a week of suspended teaching to shift everything online so i may only have a week free.

but i fully intend to use that week to write/edit a new chapter! second year of uni honestly just has been rough and i’ve had very little spare time, if any on some days. i’m not the kind of person who can go oh! i have 10 minutes! i’ll write a few sentences! no, i need to set aside a few hours to focus on it. so that’s the plan for my break. i wanna finish it dude!! pretty sure i literally have the draft for the next chapter just waiting to be edited. it will be finished! eventually. AGAIN, IT’S NOT ABANDONED. IT’S GETTING THERE.

#also if ur looking for some dumb as shit stories to lighten the current time #u might just find something for urself #i'd like to do like a list of stories that make me happy! but girl #GIRL #i have THREE ASSESSMENTS due between sat and mon #currently do not have the time to put that together #so instead u get me going [gestures] have u read Peter's Pockets? peak ridiculousness

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guernsey-island · 4 years

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Please answer 1-98 >:3

Weird asks that say a lot

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? water bottles 2. chocolate bars or lollipops? chocolate bars 3. bubblegum or cotton candy? cotton candy, though I don't like either very much 4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you? I don't know 5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? plastic cups??? 6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear? sportswear I guess 7. earbuds or headphones? I only have earbuds right now, but I like both 8. movies or tv shows? tv shows, but that doesn't mean I don't like movies too 9. favorite smell in the summer? the ocean 10. game you were best at in p.e.? capture the flag 11. what you have for breakfast on an average day? whatever I can find 12. name of your favorite playlist? "Good Songs :D" 13. lanyard or key ring? key ring 14. favorite non-chocolate candy? I don't particularly like any non-chocolate candy. Too artificial and sweet :/ 15. favorite book you read as a school assignment? Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes 16. most comfortable position to sit in? leaning back and with my legs out 17. most frequently worn pair of shoes? white converse 18. ideal weather? raining or a mild temperature like 80 degrees F paired with high humidity 19. sleeping position? I fall asleep on my side and wake up on my back 20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)? Google docs heheh 21. obsession from childhood? I was one of those warrior cats kids (no, I didn't pretend to be warrior cats at recess) 22. role model? Snickers 23. strange habits? popping my back, checking sunset/sunrise times 24. favorite crystal? all crystals are great 25. first song you remember hearing? Counting Stars by OneRepublic 26. favorite activity to do in warm weather? hiking 27. favorite activity to do in cold weather? reading 28. five songs to describe you? Modern Loneliness- Lauv // Scared of Heights- Loving Caliber // backpack- slchld // By Now- Will Jay // Come True- khai dreams, Forrest., Biskwiq 29. best way to bond with you? don't annoy me 30. places that you find sacred? the beach when no one is there or deep in the mountains 31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 32. top five favorite vines? road work ahead, jared 19, damn daniel, 2 bros chillin in a hot tub, x files theme 33. most used phrase in your phone? probably >:3 34. advertisements you have stuck in your head? that spotify ad about peter and jumping/skipping rope. IF you knew what an 8track tape was!! 35. average time you fall asleep? ~2:30am 36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing? the pepe the frog memes 37. suitcase or duffel bag? suitcase 38. lemonade or tea? lemonade but tea is also superb 39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie? lemon cake bc I've never had lemon meringue pie 40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? I don't really remember. Let's go with Mr. Rightmyer and Mr. Mikow in general (ig matrix_multiplication). or maybe the time Sami put a lamp on her head and pretended to be Shaggy 41. last person you texted? Snickers 42. jacket pockets or pants pockets? jacket pockets 43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket? hoodie 44. favorite scent for soap? hmmm something tropical 45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? sci-fi 46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in? clothing 47. favorite type of cheese? swiss or colby jack or parmigiano-reggiano 48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be? peaches bc they're the best fruit 49. what saying or quote do you live by? "you become what you think about" "success is the progressive realization of a worthy goal or ideal"- Earl Nightingale "the opposite of courage is not cowardice, it is conformity" "sanity and happiness are an impossible combination"- Mark Twain "If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading"- Lao Tzu "failure will never overtake me if my determination to succeed is strong enough" - Og Mandino 50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have? let's go with https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TilHylia7rE and more recently, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=voncdcV648g 51. current stresses? upcoming exams, writing essays 52. favorite font? My current favorites are Frank Ruhl Libre, Overlock, and Rajdhani 53. what is the current state of your hands? good, though I perpetually have a bump on one finger from writing too much 54. what did you learn from your first job? job?? what job? 55. favorite fairy tale? three little pigs 56. favorite tradition? sleeping 57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome? I don't know 58. four talents you’re proud of having? Freestyling (ground moves and juggling), shooting knuckleballs, popping my back really well, running a 5-6 minute mile 59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? I don’t know what my catchphrase would be 60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be? a shonen where the protagonist is trying to survive in a crazy world, become the best at something, or master some special power (examples: tower of god or solo leveling if it was an anime) OR something with a mafia 61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? "Well, if you only knew how little I really know about the things that matter"- Elio in cmbyn the movie (think about this quote all the time) "Let us cultivate our garden"-Candide in Candide by Voltaire “The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. That God's name is Abraxas.”- Sinclair in Demian by Hermann Hesse “I wanted only to live in accord with the promptings which came from my true self. Why was that so very difficult?”- Sinclair in Demain by Hermann Hesse “Know yourself and go in swinging.”- More than this by Patrick Ness “Just leave me alone. I’m not myself. I’m falling apart, and I don’t want you here.”- Charlie in Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes Tons of quotes and references from Arthur, httyd, and other media 62. seven characters you relate to? Lance (vld), zuko (atla), okonkwo (things fall apart), nwoye (things fall apart), bokuto (haikyuu), sinclair (demian), hiccup (httyd) 63. five songs that would play in your club? Wednesday Girl- Elijah Who, Aso, Peachy!, Kudasaibeats, slchld // Way Back Home- SHAUN, Conor Maynard, Sam Feldt // Let Me Down Slow (Acoustic)- New Hope Club // Crush Culture- Conan Gray // All Night Long- TAEYEON, LUCAS 64. favorite website from your childhood? animal jam 65. any permanent scars? I have a ton of scars on my legs and knees. I ran into a cart at staples once and have a big scar from that. I have a few scars on my elbows too 66. favorite flower(s)? columbine (CO state flower) 67. good luck charms? none 68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried? I have no idea 69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? I don’t know 70. left or right handed? right 71. least favorite pattern? cheetah or zebra print 72. worst subject? hmmm biology but only bc I don't put in the effort 73. favorite weird flavor combo? I don't know. I like food 74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen? I don't think I've experienced enough pain to accurately answer this question. I've only taken ibuprofen once (when I got my wisdom teeth taken out), but I didn't think it was that necessary to take 75. when did you lose your first tooth? probably when I was six 76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)? scalloped potatoes, hash browns, Spanish tortillas, potato salad, mashed potatoes 77. best plant to grow on a windowsill? aloe vera 78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store? sushi from a grocery store 79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo? school ID 80. earth tones or jewel tones? earth tones 81. fireflies or lightning bugs? they're called fireflies 82. pc or console? pc 83. writing or drawing? writing 84. podcasts or talk radio? podcasts 84. barbie or polly pocket? no 85. fairy tales or mythology? mythology 86. cookies or cupcakes? cookies 87. your greatest fear? Accidentally biting off my tongue and then choking on it, seeing things in mirrors, being stabbed with a knife as I enter a hotel elevator, receiving emails 88. your greatest wish? Happiness??? I don’t know 89. who would you put before everyone else? Snickers 90. luckiest mistake? I don't know 91. boxes or bags? boxes 92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights? sunlight 93. nicknames? let's not talk abt that,,, 94. favorite season? spring or summer 95. favorite app on your phone? google play books, goodreads, tumblr, kakaotalk, spotify, google keep 96. desktop background? it's a slideshow. the background at the moment is a photo of Manarola, Italy taken by Peter Hegedus. It's one of my favorite photographs of all time 97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized? three not including 911 (so four) 98. favorite historical era? 1300s in the Mongol empire or around when the spice trade was at its peak, 1800s in America during westward expansion, 1920s, ancient egypt, Harlem Renaissance

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Con Amore

A/N: A full fledge fic from ukulelewrites??????? I’m shooketh yall. Sorry for the wait, I just fell in a major writer’s rut until very recently tagging @albdajirk bc she knows what’s up @ladynightmareii bc she deserves some “quality fics” @seungkwanslowqualityenglish for not yelling at me to sleep instead of write and the rest of @smols-n-tols

Pairing: Stray Kids’ Jisung x Reader

Genre: Fluff/Angst/shade thrown @ jyp/Trainee Reader!AU

Word Count: 7.5k

Con Amore: an Italian musical term designating the singer to sing the melody with love

The beat played in the background of the studio as Jisung stood in the recording booth, meticulously rapping his part for Stray Kids’ upcoming track. Suddenly, the back track stopped.

“Can you redo that last line?” you asked into the mic, “Your intonation sounds weird.” Chan nodded in agreement from next to you. “Also,” you leaned towards the mic again, “add more emphasis on the first syllable please.” Jisung gave you a thumbs up before going back and rapping his line again, now fixed with your suggestions. You smiled at him through the glass, even giving him a thumbs up when he finished.

“Amazing work, Jisung,” Chan said as his bandmate entered the studio.

“Couldn’t have done it without my favorite producer’s help,” Jisung replied as he ruffled your hair. You stuck your tongue out at him playfully

“I’m hurt,” Chan exclaimed dramatically, clutching his chest. You rolled your eyes at their banter.

“Wait, what time is it?” you asked both boys, already shoving some of your things into your bag.

“4:20pm,” Chan said after glancing at his watch.

“Oh shit,” you mumbled before scurrying towards the door. “I gotta go, guys. Monthly evaluations start in 10 minutes. See you tomorrow!”

Adrenaline pumped through your veins as you dropped to your knees and slid across the floor, bending yourself backwards, and watching as Sera flipped over you. As the song entered the next verse, you got up off of the floor and went straight into rapping, losing yourself to the beat you had produced just weeks prior. Sera quickly went into her rap verse, her energy bouncing off of you. Then the two of you got back into formation with the rest of the girls, moving along to the choreography Sera perfected just 3 days ago. The chorus came, and a girl named Haeun belted out your lyrics. When the climax of the song came, you and her stood in the center of the formation, going back and forth with high notes and ad libs. The music from the stereo stopped, and the entire group lined up in age order in front of the trainers.

“So the song is self-produced?” Ms. Kim, the vocal trainer asked. The group nodded. “Who produced the track?”

“I did, Ms. Kim,” you said politely, raising your hand, “I also composed the track and wrote the lyrics with Sera’s help.”

“And Sera choreographed the entire thing?” Mr. Park, the dance trainer asked.

“We worked together to come up with the big picture,” Sera stated.

“But Sera pulled together our ideas to form one cohesive choreography,” you chimed in. The trainers nodded at your statement but kept their eyes trained on the papers in front of them: the papers that outlined your age, talents, weights, and other info.

“You’ve been producing a lot haven’t you, Y/N?” Ms. Kim asked, eying your profile.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“You assisted producing and composing for Twice’s latest album, GOT7’s sophomore album, and Stray Kids’ upcoming mini-album?”

“She also wrote most of 15&’s songs,” Sera chimed in this time.

“Who?” Ms. Kim asked. You chose to stay silent for her sake. After another beat of silence Ms. Kim spoke again, “Nice work on the song, Y/N.” You bowed gratefully at her compliment, hoping your curtain of hair hid your triumphant smile.

“Clean choreography as well, Sera,” Mr. Park said. Your best friend also bowed down a full 90 degrees. “No laggers this time,” he stated. You could see the two youngest trainees in your group let out a sigh of relief.

“Also amazing high note, Haeun. Good usage of the JYP technique,” Ms. Kim complimented. Haeun beamed and also bowed. You chewed at the inside of your cheek. Let’s say you weren’t exactly too fond of your agency’s infamous technique.

“Now, girls, I’m pretty sure you’ve heard the rumors by now,” Mr. Park started, “And I’m going to tell you that they’re true. We are looking at debuting a new girl group by the beginning of next year.” The excitement in the room grew tenfold. “No decisions are final yet, but we will let you know in the following week who will make the final group. You’re dismissed.”

The moment you exited the stuffy dance studio, you let out a giant sigh of relief. “Jesus, I really thought I was going to get cut this time,” you said, pulling your water bottle out of your duffel bag and chugging half its content.

“Shut up,” Sera replied, rolling her eyes, “you’ve been here for what? Eight years now? How could they possibly get rid of you? You produce half of their artists’ albums now. You’re a triple threat. Plus, you’re my best friend, and you know if they kick you out, JYP’s finna catch these hands.” You giggled at her comment before pulling her aside.

“They almost got me for my weight,” you whispered, “I was half a kilogram over.” Sera looked at you incredulously.

“But you’ve been dieting for the past month? Like, for a whole week you only ate an apple a day!”

“I just need to hit the gym a couple more times a week,” you sighed, “And cut down on the snacks.”

“But,” Sera dropped her voice even quieter when Haeun walked by, “they’re not gonna cut you from the debut group because of your weight, right? Like, they didn’t kick you out because of your weight, so why exclude you from the group?”

“They didn’t kick me out because everyone knows I’ve been here for years, and this is just a minor fluke. Ms. Kim even brushed it off saying it’s my time of the month.”

“So you won’t get excluded from the final group?”

“Probably not, but I just need to step up my game for now. Can’t be known as the girl who got cut from joining SIXTEEN and from debuting in any of the girl groups,” you said wryly.

“Chin up, buttercup. We’re debuting together, and that’s a fact!”

“Y/N, do you think you could rearrange this song for me?” Haeun asked you the following day.

“‘Honey’ by Kehlani? I feel like the acoustic guitar is really the identity of the-”

“But can you rearrange it?” she asked, this time a bit more impatiently.

“I can, but how do you want it rearranged?” you asked, plastering on a smile.

“More pop, dance music-esque. I need a beat added to it, and, well, I don’t know. You usually do that part for me!”

“Yeah, just give me a couple hours,” you said, already putting on your headphones. Haeun prances out of the practice room, only to be replaced by Sera.

“What did the princess want?” Sera asked.

“Just a rearrangement done,” you replied blandly, already focusing on the beat you were conjuring up.

“Ya know, I can’t hate her because she’s so talented, but god, she’s irritating.”

“She’s not that bad,” you said, already laying down the track, “She just doesn’t really understand what it means to be part of a team yet, which makes sense because she’s an only child and has only been a trainee for 6 months.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Sera said before looking at the clock, “Hey, Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“Aren’t you helping Chan oppa today?”

You nodded, not really looking up from your laptop.

“Shouldn’t you go now?” Sera insisted. You finally tore your attention away from your rearrangement to see that, yes, you should definitely head to the recording studio now.

“Sorry I’m late,” you exclaimed, bowing to the many people that filled the studio.

“It’s fine,” Chan said, “Just help us make an awesome song and you’re forgiven.”

“Sounds like a plan!” You looked down at the sheet in front of you, “So Felix is recording today?” The freckle-faced boy sent you a little salute before heading into the recording booth.

“Ah, Y/N, Jisung’s going to help you with recording today,” Chan said, “I still need to finish up the last two songs for the mini-album.”

“Yeah, that’s fine! Jisung’s fun to work with too.”

“See, hyung, Y/N likes me better,” Jisung said, cheekily sticking his tongue out too.

“Hey! Don’t go starting rumors about me now,” you said, laughing.

“Mhm, you owe me one, brat!” Chan’s voice rung out even after the door closed after him.

“Anyways…” Jisung stalled, “Let’s just get the rest of them done?”

“Okay, Felix,” you said into the mic.

“Yeah?”

“From your first line, okay?”

“I’m exhausted,” you exclaimed, slamming your head down on the table.

“Really? You’re usually fine after a session,” Jisung replied. He was the last member left in the recording studio; the rest had filed out of the room ages. “Want a snack? That usually brings your energy back up.” He starts digging around his bag.

“Nah, I can’t. I’m dieting.”

“Dieting? What for? You seem fit to me.”

“It’s just, well, there’s a lot going on right now,” you said.

“Really? Like what?” he asked, leaning forward.

“You really want to know?”

“C’mon, we’re close!”

So for the next two hours you found yourself curled up in a ball on the recording studio’s couch across from Jisung as you spilled out everything. He learned that you were up to be part of the next girl group, but nothing is certain. He empathized with you when you let out all of your concerns: your weight, your ancient trainee status, your seemingly plateauing skills. Heck, he even heard you slip out your slight dislike for a certain six-month old trainee. After speaking him for so long, your chest felt itself lighten from all the stressors that had buried you over time.

“So what now?” Jisung asked after your rant.

“I find out sometime this week if I’m in the final debut group or not,” you said, “I find out if my 10 years of training is really worth it.”

“But you’re one of the most talented people I know!” he exclaimed earnestly.

“Thanks,” you said shyly, “But it takes more than talent to debut.”

“And you have all of those things! I swear, Y/N, you’re talented, hilarious, passionate, beautiful-” his eyes widened at his last adjective. “Wait, I didn’t mean that! Wait, no, like, you are beautiful, but I meant that in a completely non-creepy-” He immediately closed his mouth when he felt your lips pressed on his cheek.

“Thank you, Jisung,” you said when you pulled away, “It means a lot hearing that from you.”

Beads of sweat trailed down your face as you amped up the speed of the treadmill just a hair faster. Your legs burned, but you kept at it; the looks of your trainers’ faces when they saw your weight fueled you.

“Tsk,” Ms. Kim only glanced at the scale before writing it down. Mr. Park tried to give you a reassuring shrug, but the extra pound glared right back at you.

“Can Mr. Park leave the room?” you asked, steadying your voice. The dance instructor didn’t utter a word as he left the room. You stripped yourself of your hoodie, jeans, and t-shirt. The number dropped a mere half pound; a sob almost escaped your lips.

“I’ll round down this time around, Y/N,” Ms. Kim said, already scribbling the goal weight down, “But don’t expect it next time around.”

“Thank you so much, Ms. Kim,” you exclaimed, giving her a full 90 degree bow when you got off the scale.

“Don’t let me down, kid. You’re probably the best vocal trainee we got in this company; I’d hate to let you go.”

Your limbs were screaming at this point, but you kept at your robotic pace, keeping your eyes trained on the clock on the opposite wall.

2:43am. You still had so much left to go.

“Yo, Y/N, you okay?” Sera asked the next morning. She had a hand on your arm, steadying you as you almost trip over your own two feet.

“Yeah, I just spent some extra time in the gym yesterday,” you tried waving her off.

“How much extra?”

Your silence gave it away.

“Did you spend all night in the gym?” she exclaimed, “Do you not remember what happened last time that happened? You were in the hospital for two whole days!”

You winced at her words. “I’m sorry, Sera. I just really need to make the debut group,” you sighed.

Your best friend engulfed you in a hug, “Don’t stress! We’re getting in together!”

A week has passed, and you were finally safe under the weight limit. The anxiety of possibly debuting was pushed aside as you spent your hours awake producing, arranging, and practicing music. You’ve been so caught up in work, you didn’t realize you were staring into space for a solid five minutes in the corner of the dance studio.

“Y/N?” Jisung called your name for the sixth time as he waved his hands in front of your face, “You good, fam?”

“Y-yeah, I just find out if I debut today or not,” you said, trying to shake the nervousness out of your voice, “Nothing major.” You cleared your throat, “Anyways, what are you doing here? Thought you were still working in the recording studio.”

Jisung sat down next to you, “I finished earlier than expected and wanted to check on you. Chan-hyung mentioned you were finding out if you debut today. Don’t be too nervous, Y/N!” He gave you a bright smile causing you to send him one right back. “There’s that pretty smile,” he said softly, “Don’t let it fade away, Y/N, things will work out for you.”

“Thanks, Jisung,” you replied, your voice barely over a whisper. The air shifted between the two of you. The loud banter usually exchanged between you two was replaced by a softness characterized by lingering looks and bashful smiles. “Um,” you broke the silence awkwardly, “I better head to the meeting room now.”

Jisung stood up first and held out his hand for you. Slowly, you extended your hand and allowed for him to help you up. “Good luck, Y/N,” Jisung said, his hand still clasped around yours.

“Thank you, Jisung,” you slipped your hand out of his after, “I’ll let you know what happens!”

“We’ll be announcing the girls debuting today,” Ms. Kim announced.

“Kim Sera, main dancer,” Mr. Park said. Your best friend burst into a wide grin, bowing and thanking the trainers profusely.

“Kwon Hyorin, main rapper, and Lee Suji, lead rapper,” Ms. Kim read off from the list. The two girls smiled and thanked the trainer.

“Lee Minju, lead dancer,” Mr. Park added, “You worked hard in this past year.” The young girl smiled in reply and softly thanked him.

“Lee Haeun, main vocal & visual,” Ms. Kim said. The girl beamed proudly and thanked the trainers also. “Those are the only girls debuting. Hopefully you all can pick a leader for yourself; we’ll inform you of the group name in a couple of days. Good work, girls.”

It was like the world came crashing down. You bowed respectively to the trainers as they left the room, but your feet wouldn’t budge from your spot. The whispers started around you as the girls eyed you strangely.

“How’d she not make it again?”

“Just look at her body? How could anyone looking like that debut?”

“God, it must suck to be her right now.”

“Y/N, you alright?” Sera asked. She was already ready to engulf you in a big hug. You allowed her to comfort you for a bit before pulling away.

“I have to go practice,” you muttered, “I’ll see you in a bit.”

“Did you hear?” Felix asked the guys scattered on the floor of the dance studio; their heavy breaths fogging up the mirror after hours of choreo practice.

“Hear what?” Seungmin asked.

“Y/N didn’t make the debut group.”

The sound of a water bottle crashing to the ground rung throughout the studio. The guys looked up to see Jisung standing in shock, a pool of water forming around his feet.

“What?” the rapper asked, “What do you mean she didn’t make it? She was practically leading the whole girl trainee group for the past five years!”

Felix just shrugged. “It’s JYP. When is he never a snake?”

The light guitar strums and snaps of “I Like Me Better” played over the speaker as you moved fluidly with the music. You kept your eyes trained on the mirror, making sure your expressions matched the tone of the song and that your limbs didn’t look too forced or stiff while you moved through the choreography.

“Y/N?”

You almost tripped over your own feet at Jisung’s voice.

“H-hey, what are you doing here so late?” you asked, scurrying over to the speaker to shut the music off.

“I wanted to check on you, and I figured you’d be in here.”

“Well, here I am,” you said with an awkward flourish.

“You alright?” Jisung approached apprehensively, stopping only a foot in front of you. You looked over at the stereo as you nodded in reply, but his eyes stayed in the same soft, worried way they had been since he’d entered the room.

“I got cut, Jisung.” Your voice was barely over a whisper, but he could still pick up on the little tremor at the end of his name.

“Hey, hey, hey,” he put his hand on your arm, “It’s alright, Y/N. C’mere.” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. You looped your arms around his waist and buried your face into his shoulder. Jisung’s words of comfort wafted through your ears, an absent-minded hum to the overwhelming feeling of weight pressing on your chest.

“I’ve just worked so hard,” you cried into his shoulder, “And I don’t know what else I can do.” Jisung tentatively lifted his hand to run them through your hair soothingly. “What if this is my best, and I’m never going to get good enough to debut?”

“Hey, Y/N,” he held you at arm’s length now, “I can 100% assure you that you are worth way more than what those trainers picked, okay?” A small grinned played on his lips. “I swear that I’m not lying to you when I say you’re the most talented trainee in this whole damn company. It’s just,” he paused, “Sometimes the opportunity we think we missed is just something that will open a door for us later on in life. Don’t beat yourself up over this, Y/N. Prove them wrong. Show them that you’re meant to debut.”

You let out a derisive scoff. “I think they made it obvious I’m not debuting.”

“Talk to Momo-sunbae, Felix, Minho-hyung, and maybe you’d get a different answer. Trust me, Y/N. I think you are perfectly awesome just the way you are, and I know most of your peers know that too.”

You went back into his arms for another hug. There was always something about Jisung that made you feel safe and sound. Maybe it was the warmth he emitted whenever he came in contact with you, arms snuggly wrapped around your figure. Maybe it was the way his voice made the back of your neck tingle just a bit when he lowered his voice to give you words only meant for your ears. Or maybe it was just him. Jisung. The guy that’s been by your side since he joined JYP.

“Thanks, Jisung,” you murmured, pulling yourself back just a bit. From this angle, you realized exactly how expressive his eyes were. It was as if he was pouring every single one of his thoughts into his gaze.

“No problem, Y/N.” Neither of you had let go yet. “Y/N?”

“Yeah?” Your voice was breathier than intended.

“You feeling better?” He was already leaning down.

“Yeah.” You decided to meet him halfway; your lips meeting in the middle. Was it awkward? Yes. But did you hate it? No. Jisung brought his hand up to cradle you cheek, trying to figure exactly what to do with his hands. Suddenly you pulled away. “What about the cameras?” you asked, wanting to kill yourself for pulling such a rookie mistake.

“Blind spot.” Jisung gestured to the cameras, “They don’t catch this corner for some reason.”

“Thank god,” you sighed, “So we can continue.”

“W-what?” Jisung’s eyes blew up comically.

“C’mon, Romeo, you’re the one that took advantage of an emotionally wrecked girl,” you teased.

“Hey, weren’t you the one that kissed me?”

You wrapped your arms around his neck. “Just shut up and kiss me before I get sad again,” you replied, laughter threatening to spill past your lips.

“Did you finish my arrangement?” Haeun questioned you one day in the hallway.

“Yeah, I sent it to you, like, 20 minutes ago?” you replied.

“Awesome! I’m planning on using it for the pre-debut showcase. They’re letting all of us have our own solo stages to showcase our individual talents!”

Ah yes, another twist in the knife already impaled in your heart. “Sounds great, Haeun,” you gritted.

“Plus, I’m going to the salon tomorrow. I heard they’re going to dye my hair blonde for debut! Do you think the managers will let me dye it another color?” Hauen pouted. “I heard all the visuals nowadays get natural hair colors while their members get weird ones.”

You were six steps away from throttling the poor girl.

“Haeun! Help Minju with her vocal warm-ups!” You had never been so glad to hear Sera’s voice.

“Thanks, Sera,” you uttered as Haeun pranced away from you.

“Anything to get rid of that brat,” Sera joked before looking at you with concern. “You okay, Y/N?”

“Yeah, I’m just getting some background work done. Ya know, arranging and producing and all that.”

“I heard you’re composing our debut track,” Sera said with a wry smile.

“Yeah, composing, writing, producing,” you counted them off on your fingers. “Make this debut lit, Sera. I’ve always wanted to swim in a pool of money from all my royalties,” you jested.

Your best friend hesitantly smiled right back. “I swear I will, Y/N. I’ll make you proud!”

“Again,” you demanded into the microphone. Haeun readjusted her headphones before belting out the bridge again. You winced at the strained quality of her voice. “It’s fine for now, next up is Sera.”

You were used to this already. In the weeks leading up to the showcase, you were tasked with ensuring the success of the girl group’s music. Funny how JYP could trust you with the future of his next big thing, but he couldn’t trust you to be in his next big thing. Time ticked away quickly as you settled into your zone. That was until an incessant cough kept snapping you out of it.

“Do you need water, Haeun?” you inquired.

“I’ve got some,” she said.

“Then drink it.” You returned your attention back to Minju standing in the recording booth. “We can’t have you getting sick when the showcase is next week.”

“I know,” Haeun replied matter-of-factly. “I’m going to rest my voice for the rest of the day,” she got up off of the couch, “Am I dismissed?”

You waved her off. “Don’t forget to drink warm water with honey and lemon, you brat!” The girl might be growing on you.

Hauen rolled her eyes at your advice.

Okay, maybe not.

Recording goes by smoothly, and you find yourself burning the midnight oil as you work on mixing all the components together. However, you kept on being pulled back to the bridge of the song, wrinkling your nose at how the audio sounded no matter how much you tweaked it. You were so engrossed in your work that you didn’t notice a certain someone sneak up behind you.

“Boo,” Jisung whispered, tapping on your shoulder. You jolted in surprise before turning around to see his grinning face.

“Not funny, Jisung.” You scowled at him.

“C’mon, Y/N, don’t give me that face.” He poked your cheek, but you continued to glare at him. “I won’t do it again?” he offered.

“Fine,” you sighed before turning back to your work. “What do you want?”

“Just wanted to see what you were up to at,” he turned to look at the clock, “1:34am.” You didn’t verbally reply, instead handing him the headphones you were wearing earlier. He placed them over his ears, and you played him the rough mix. Jisung bobbed his head along to the beat, smiling at a really cool switch up you did in the second chorus, and then wincing when he got to that part in the bridge.

“It’s bad isn’t it?” you grimaced, taking the headphones back from him after the song ended.

“No! The song is good! It’s just,” he paused, “whoever is singing the high note and adlibs during the bridge sounds really strained.”

“Yeah, the main vocal’s throat hasn’t been in the best shape, and the company wants the song to be pretty much perfect in two days, but I can’t get her to redo her recording of the bridge part because I really don’t want her to mess up her throat even more.” You slammed your head down on the table and let out a frustrated groan. “I don’t know what I should do.”

“Why don’t you just do the high note and adlib recording and mix it in?” Jisung inquired. His voice was so soft, you barely heard him say it.

“What?”

“Well, it’s just a high note and adlib, right? Your voice shouldn’t be too distinct? Plus, it’ll get the recording done just in time for the company’s deadline?”

You mulled over his words for a second. Maybe it’ll work? Your mind couldn’t pull up any other solutions, so you found yourself standing in the recording booth, belting out the notes with ease. Jisung manned the recording equipment, giving you a thumbs up whenever you hit a high note perfectly. For the first time since the debut group was announced, you were genuinely smiling. It felt so good to be able to sing out to your heart’s content, knowing that it’ll end up being heard by thousands of people.

“Was it good?” you asked Jisung once you stepped out of the booth.

“Good? That was the best I’ve heard you sing since you joined this company,” he teased.

“Gotta make sure the girls do well. Even if it means someone else taking credit for my work,” you stated. Jisung frowned at your words.

“What? No! Just let the company know that you sang the high notes and adlibs since the main vocal was sick. I’m sure they’ll give you credit.” He sounded extremely unsure on his last statement.

“And completely expose the main vocal for not doing the main vocal’s job?” you snorted. “It’s fine, Jisung. This is just a one time thing.”

You had lied to yourself that night. It was definitely not a one time thing. This was being proven to you just this second as the stylists fitted you in an outfit probably worth ten times more than you ever will. How exactly did you get to this moment?

“Haeun is sick,” Ms. Kim stated the Friday you presented the debut track to the board, “We just rushed her into the hospital last night.”

“What are we going to do?” Sera asked, stepping into her appointed leader position, “Our pre-debut showcase is Monday. How can we perform if our main vocal is sick? We didn’t even record the pre-recorded tracks yet for our stages!”

“We can always just delay the showcase? Cite that our main vocal had fallen ill due to overworking herself,” a board member proposed.

“How can we do that when the girl’s stricken with Mono?” Ms. Kim snapped, “She wasn’t even working that hard!”

“We also can’t delay it since our fans have been excited for this for weeks now,” Sera chimed in, “We might get a lot of backlash for this.”

“What do you propose we do then?” Mr. Park asked.

“Why don’t we just have a stand-in for Haeun?” Ms. Kim said in all seriousness, “Have some trainee do her part during the showcase; we’ll just have Haeun pre-record her introduction part or any other speaking parts for the showcase.”

“What trainee has the same vocal prowess as Haeun? Same build? You can use make-up all you want, but you can’t copy Haeun’s natural looks and talent,” a board member countered.

“If you throw a cap over anyone’s head, their face is 95% covered,” Minju threw in.

“But who can we use as a stand-in?”

“Why not, Y/N?” Ms. Kim inquired, gesturing towards you. “She is one of the strongest vocal trainees in our company, and she’s been extremely involved with the debut group’s production, so she knows all of the setlist in terms of music and choreography.”

“Aren’t their voices different?”

“If you thought the high note and adlibs in the debut track were Haeun, I’m here to inform you that you should retract your statement right this instant.” Her voice was strangely cold when she reprimanded that board member. It was weird to have the usually stoic teacher be by your side. “It’s settled then. Y/N will fill in for Haeun during the showcase.”

You stared at yourself in the mirror. It was strange to see yourself dolled up: your eyes smudged with peachy eye shadow and glitter, your lips tinted a pretty pink, and your hair slightly curled. It was also strange to see yourself wearing something other than a hoodie and training shorts; the peach blouse and high-waisted white shorts combo made you look way prettier than you could imagine. It was almost like you were going to debut. Almost.

“Ready?” Sera asked, handing you the white cap you’d be sporting during the showcase.

“To pass my voice off as Haeun’s? Ready as I’ll ever be.”

The showcase went without a hitch. You easily lip-synced along to Haeun’s pre-recorded talking segments, flowed along to the choreography, and belted out the lyrics to Haeun’s parts in all the songs. You were showered with the thunderous applause and cheers of the fans that had filled the theater. However, your smile faltered when you heard exactly what they were cheering.

“Haeun! Haeun! Haeun!”

That’s right. It wasn’t you they were cheering for. It’s the girl you’re pretending to be that they’re cheering for.

“Awesome work, Y/N,” Sera said, giving you a high five once the group filed off of the stage. You forced on a smile in return and handed your headset to the stagehand.

“Good work, everyone!” you said while bowing to each person respectively before ripping the white cap off of your head.

“Haeun is just sooooooo good!”

“Can we talk about Queen Haeun’s high note during her solo? Your fave could never!”

“Can’t wait for her debut!”

The fancams for the showcase had been released onto the internet, and the netizens were ready. You scrolled past comment after comment praising “Haeun’s” talent: proud that your voice brought about such a positive reaction, bitter that it was Haeun getting all the praise.

“Hey Y/N!” You didn’t even bother to look up.

“Hey, Jisung,” you mumbled. Your eyes were still glued to your phone screen, thumbs scrolling absentmindedly as you poured over the seemingly endless comments.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, brows furrowing together in concern. You just held out your phone for him. He plopped down next to you on the floor and took your phone from your hands. “I don’t see the problem? It looks like the public is excited for the girl group’s debut?”

“Play the video,” you deadpanned. At this point, you leaned your head against his shoulder. Jisung stiffened beneath the sudden contact but obliged.

It wasn’t even a minute in before he went, “Oh shit.”

“Yeah.”

“That’s you.”

“I know.” You readjusted your head on his shoulder and interlocked your fingers with his.

“Y/N, what are you doing?” he stuttered out. Cheeks flushing at the sudden amount of contact you were enacting with him.

“I’m upset, and you’re always here when I’m an emotional mess, so accept the fact you’re now my source of comfort,” you grumbled while snuggling into his side.

“I’m your source of comfort, huh?” Jisung asked with a stupidly cheeky smile.

“Don’t make me say it again, you fool. I’m upset right now, and you don’t want me to get more upset,” you warned.

“Yeah, I know.” He sat with you in silence for a good five minutes before saying something. “What are you going to do? With this whole ‘Haeun is getting all the credit for your work’ thing?”

“I don’t know,” you mumbled, “The company’s gonna kick me out if I say anything since I’d be slandering the upcoming group. Plus, this is a one time thing, so I guess I’ll be fine?”

“But you deserve to be in the debut group if they keep making you do all of her work!” Jisung countered. For once in your life, you heard Jisung sound angry.

“What do you expect me to do?” you cried. Your head was no longer on his shoulder.

“I don’t know, Y/N!” he shot back. His expression immediately softened when he realized you were tearing up.

“You don’t think I’ve already tried everything, Jisung,” you whimpered. “The board threatened to kick me out of the company if I say anything about this.”

“Hey, hey, hey.” He engulfed you in a hug. “I’m not angry at you, Y/N. I’m just angry at the company for treating you this way.” He could feel his shirt getting wet from the tears you were shedding. “It’s okay, Y/N. Just let it out. We’ll fix this.”

You didn’t know exactly what Jisung meant when he said those words until exactly two days later. You had awoken to your phone being bombarded with texts from Sera (she had not had her phone revoked just yet).

Sera - “Y/N CHECK WHAT’S TRENDING!!!!!!!!!”

You groggily rubbed your eyes before pulling up the link Sera just sent you. Suddenly you found yourself fully awake. You jolted upright, proceeding to bump your head against the ceiling, and scrolled through the article detailing the truth behind the pre-debut showcase.

“Hi everyone,

I don’t know where else I can put this, so I decided to put it here. So everyone know JYP is debuting a new girl group, and they had their first talent showcase recently. Well, I have some information to share. The main vocal debuting isn’t the main vocal that sang at the showcase. They used a different trainee to sing her part since the main vocal fell ill. I wanted to let everyone know that the main vocal can sing, but it hurts me to see her get credit for someone else’s work.

Everyone might be wondering how I know this. I’ve been working at JYP for a very long time now, and I personally know both girls involved in this situation. Thank you for reading my post; I just wanted to get it off of my chest.”

Oh shit.

You scrolled through the thousands of comments on this post. A good portion were of netizens demanding proof or calling the OP a liar, but the majority of them seemed to have believed the OP, demanding JYP to release a statement. Your phone then buzzed, indicating you received another text.

Ms. Kim - “Come to the office now.”

You sat in front of the debut team’s board members, furiously gnawing on your lower lip.

“Do you have anything to say for yourself?” the man sitting at the head of the table.

“I didn’t post it, sir,” you meekly replied, “I don’t know who did.” He simply scoffed at your reply, but Ms. Kim stepped in.

“We checked the IP address of where the post came from, and it was traced to an internet cafe. Y/N was in the practice room at the time of the post according to our security cameras,” she stated. She glanced over to you for a split second before turning back to the board member. “For now, we can deny all allegations. The post never gave verified evidence of them being part of JYP to back up their claim.” The board murmured amongst themselves for a couple minutes before agreeing and letting you go.

Once you exited the meeting room, you stormed towards the dance studio, knowing very well who’d be there.

“Y/N?” Jisung asked in surprise when he heard the door slam open.

“Why would you do something so stupid?” you retorted, stomping up to him. “I could’ve been kicked out of the agency because of what you did!”

“I-I’m sorry, Y/N, but I couldn’t just sit around while the company screws you over!”

“Why does it matter, Jisung? Why does it matter so much to you what happens to me?”

“Well, I don’t know, Y/N! If you hadn’t noticed from all the kissing and touching we do, I actually do care about you a lot, and I’m so sick and tired of you being treated like you don’t matter because, well, you do matter!” He turned away from you and lets out a resigned sigh. “You matter a hell of a lot to me,” he mumbled before brushing past you and leaving the room.

The mess died down in the following handful of days after JYP denied all allegations of a stand-in singer for upcoming debut group’s main vocal. You continued through your normal routine: practice in the morning, working with the debut group for the rest of your day, and more practice in the late nights. It was a numbing process really. Sera was so busy preparing for debut that you couldn’t pull her aside for a chat like you used to. Chan no longer needed your help with producing since he was in the final process of completing Stray Kids’ recording. And Jisung, well, Jisung’s been avoiding you since that day in the dance studio. Life was slowly reverting back to normal, until another storm came your way.

There was another post trending this time. Another accusation towards JYP for using a stand-in vocalist. However, this one was different. This one had proof.

“Hi everyone,

I’m a different OP from last time, but I felt like I had to share this. I’ve been working for JYP for a very long time now, and I’m disappointed to see them try to cover up something like this. Honestly, they used a stand-in vocalist, another trainee, for their debut group’s main vocalist, and I have proof.

Linked to this post is a video I compiled. It compares the voice of the girl at the showcase to the voice of the debut group’s main vocalists. You can easily hear the difference in timbre and how they hit the high notes. It then compares the voice of the girl at the showcase with the voice of the best vocal trainee in our company. Hear how their voices are identical? Hopefully this clears everything up, thank you for reading.

P.S. The comparison recordings are from their most recent monthly evaluation.”

You could barely believe your eyes once you scrolled down to the comments.

“Oh my god, I knew JYP was a snake, but I didn’t know he was this much of a snake.”

“#JYPISCANCELLED Can’t believe they’d do smth like this smh”

“Why won’t they debut the other girl??? She’s so good!!’

The last comment caused you to tear up, but the tears overflowed once you realized that person wasn’t the only one with those sentiments.

“Please debut mystery girl!”

“#mysterygirldebut”

“Just debut the other girl @snekyp”

“What are we going to do now?” the head board member asked, “Our stocks are decreasing, and the interest for the upcoming girl group is too! And it’s all because of her!” He pointed an accusatory finger at you.

“I didn’t do anything, sir,” you replied calmly.

“It’s true,” another board member chimed in, “The IP address doesn’t match Y/N’s location when the post was published.”

“She could’ve queued it!” someone else chimed it.

“This isn’t Tumblr. You can’t just queue posts.”

“Well then,” the head member grumbled, “what are we going to do?”

“Listen to the people of course,” Ms. Kim spoke up for the first time since the meeting had started, “Put her in the debut group.” You swear you could’ve heard a pin drop after her statement.

“What now?”

“Put her in the debut group,” Ms. Kim said matter-of-factly, “People want her to debut. If we debut her, we’d appease the public, and the debut group will get a good boost after this ‘publicity’ stunt.” The board looked as equally shocked as you did. “Am I wrong?”

“I don’t see how it could hurt…” the head member murmured, mulling over the proposal.

“According to my calculations, we’d have an 154% increase in interest from the general public if she debuts in the group. We could sell it off as an underdog story. ‘Rising up to the challenge when a friend falls ill,’” another board member chimed in. You cringed at the cheesy underdog story they were trying to give you, but you kept your mouth shut. You might actually get to debut.

“Well, I think we all know the answer here, gentlemen,” Ms. Kim said. She then turned to you. “Looks like you’ll be debuting, Y/N.”

“Jisung!” you exclaimed, barreling through the dance studio door. Unsurprisingly, he was there sitting on the floor next to the stereo.

“Y/N?” He got up onto his feet.

“You’re an idiot, I swear to god, Han Jisung,” you said, marching up to him. You stopped right in front of him, toe to toe. “But you’re an idiot with a giant heart that’s way too big for me to handle, and you do stupid things because you believe they’re the right thing to do, and I want to thank you so much for being my big idiot because I’m debuting!”

Jisung could only stare at you in shock as the words began to register in his brain. Suddenly, he breaks out into a grin and wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you up and twirling you around. “Hell yeah you’re debuting!” he cheered. You giggled at the excitement that paints the entirety of his face.

“I’m so sorry for being such a ass about the whole thing, Jisung,” you said once he placed you back onto the ground, “I was just so scared about what would happen to you if they found out.”

“Hey, I’m sorry I didn’t ask for your consent to post it first. I should’ve thought about what would happen to you once I post the truth.”

“Now that we’re done apologizing,” you paused to pull him down by the collar to your face-level, “I want to give you my thanks.” You pressed your lips against his softly. Jisung quickly threw away his shock and molded his lips with yours before breaking out into a small smile.

“Wait, what about the cameras?” he mumbled, pulling away slightly.

“Blind spot,” you replied cheekily, “Now are you going shut your mouth and kiss me?”

“Happily.”

After a good twenty minutes of making out with Jisung, you found yourself cuddled into his side whilst sprawled across the dance studio’s floor.

“Jisung?” you asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

“Hm?”

“How exactly did you get the footage from my monthly evaluation?”

The boy turned to give you a cheeky little grin. “Let’s just say I’m not the only person that really wanted you to debut,” he hinted.

“Oh really now?” You cocked an eyebrow at him.

“Yup. A certain Ms. Kim was very adamant about sharing the monthly evaluation videos with me for some odd reason.”

“Oh my god, you’re joking.”

“Dead serious. Now I think I need another thank you present for pulling that off,” he teased while puckering his lips.

“Shut up or else I’m never kissing you again,” you replied with an eye roll. Jisung’s hands find themselves on your torso, and they pull you towards him. Your eyes widened at the sudden movement. “Jisung!”

“Take it back,” he pouted.

“You’re such a baby!”

“Take it back!”

“Never!” you replied, trying very hard to hide your smile.

“Fine then, you leave me no choice.” Jisung pressed his lips against your neck. You freeze at the sudden contact, but instantly tried squirming away once he blew a raspberry against your skin.

“Jisung!” you screeched while futilely trying to escape his grasp.

“Take it back!” You could practically hear the laughter in his voice.

“Fine! Fine! I take it back!” The raspberries ceased, and he turned you to face him. Jisung looked at you expectantly. You only let out a sigh before leaning in and placing a kiss on his lips. “Happy now?”

“That my girl is debuting and just gave me a kiss? Definitely. I’m definitely happy.”

A/N: omfg that was so long lmao. Also sorry if it was more reader centric than romance with Jisung centric I guess? Idk I really liked writing this fic, so I hope you enjoyed!

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