#none of the shows i'm watching right now have a romance

[skyshipper]

NICK & JUNE - THE HANDMAID'S TALE - SEASON ONE @usergif ONE YEAR CELEBRATION: SHUFFLE CHALLENGE DAY #2: BLENDING / RAINBOW PALETTE / LOVE

[destiny-fics]

Baby Said - Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa

[Kim Hongjoong x Park Seonghwa x Fem!reader]

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Park Seonghwa x Fem!reader

Genre: smut, non-idol!au, sugar daddy!au

Summary: Becoming the sugar baby for married couple Kim Hongjoong and Park Seonghwa hadn't been in your original life plan, but you had learnt very quickly that the biggest benefit to being Hongjoong and Seonghwa's baby, was Hongjoong and Seonghwa themselves.

Warnings: smut, mommy kink, Seonghwa likes to be called mommy, polyamory, bisexual Hongjoong and Seonghwa, married Hongjoong and Seonghwa, threesome (mxmxf), oral (m receiving), vouyerism, dom!Hongjoong and Seonghwa, sub!reader, swearing, reader gets called: baby, good girl, princess, alcohol consumption, sugar daddies Hongjoong and Seonghwa, sugar baby reader, unprotected sex (please don’t do this), Hongjoong likes to watch and Matz are both nasty as hell

A/n: hey y'all! It's...it's been a while. Ngl I've just been so busy I haven't had time to write/really been inspired by anything. So I just, disappeared lol. This isn't a promise that I'll be back soon, but I was inspired while procrastinating studying for an exam and this little Matz piece was born. I hope you all enjoying it and thanks for sticking around!

Smut under the cut. Minors DNI

"I'm so fucking proud of you, you know that? You worked so hard, you deserve everything baby," You laughed at Seonghwa's words, the man pressing desperate kisses to the side of your neck as you sipped on your champagne.

"Only after the first hundred times you told me Hwa," you giggled again, melting against Seonghwa as he nipped your neck playfully. Your plan for celebrating your university graduation had originally been to attend a party with some of your classmates, but when your sugar daddies turned boyfriends surprised you by coming home early from their work trip to see your ceremony and celebrate with you, your celebratory plans had quickly led you back to your boyfriends' apartment and into their arms.

You liked to maintain that becoming a sugar baby had never actually been a part of your life plan.

No, that hadn’t been a part of your plan at all. You were going to graduate high school top of your class, go to one of the best universities in the country and graduate top of your class there too, so you could go into the best job in your field. You hadn’t anticipated spilling coffee all over the suit of the Kim Hongjoong while working as a barista three years into your degree, nor had you anticipated him and his husband Park Seonghwa offering to pay for any expenses you needed them to, so that you could focus on your final year of your degree, only wanting to spend a couple of hours a week in your company in return.

And you absolutely could not have anticipated a relationship which had begun as purely transactional between you and the two men to blossom into the dreamlike romance you had found yourself in. The men didn’t do anything by halves, Hongjoong had told you on your third date, and they had never wanted the relationship with you to be only transactional, they had always wanted something more.

So no, none of it had been a part of your original plan.

However, despite that you couldn’t find yourself complaining all that much, for what was there to complain about when you had Hongjoong and Seonghwa? The perfect additions to your life.

"What about you Joong?" You hummed softly, moving your gaze to that of your other lover, sipping his own champagne as he watched you both with dark eyes. "Are you proud of me?"

The man smirked as you addressed him, taking another slow sip of his champagne. "Of course I'm proud of you my princess, I'm always proud of you."

You smiled, delighted with his response, gasping softly as Seonghwa continued his trail of kisses across your neck. "Yeah? Wanna show me how proud?"

"I think Seonghwa’s doing enough of that right now," Hongjoong’s smirk widened when Seonghwa hummed in agreement. "Maybe I'll just watch for a bit, what do you think Hwa?"

"Whatever you want love," Seonghwa detached his mouth from your neck to reply to Hongjoong, before addressing you once more, voice sickly sweet as he pulled you into his lap. "What about you baby? Want to be good for me so I can show you how proud I am of you?"

"I'm always good for you Hwa, always good for…" you hesitated on the word, eyes flickering between your two lovers. "I'm always good for mommy."

Seonghwa shuddered as the word left your lips, his eyes rolling back momentarily before he glared at Hongjoong, the other man huffing a soft laugh. "What Hongjoong?"

"Nothing, nothing…it's just baby bats her eyelashes and calls you mommy and you're ready to do anything she asks of you."

"Because she's a good girl who deserves the world, don't you agree?" Seonghwa countered, licking up the side of your neck as he spoke, eyes challenging Hongjoong.

But his husband didn't back down, merely setting his champagne down and leaning forward with a smirk. "I think that you're an enabler Park Seonghwa."

"If I'm an enabler then you're even worse than me Kim Hongjoong."

"I think…" you hummed the words softly, nuzzling into Seonghwa’s neck. "That perhaps you could do this later? After I'm all fucked out?"

Hongjoong laughed, getting up from his chair and walking towards you and Seonghwa, pressing a bruising kiss to your lips. "There's my girl, why don't we show you how proud we really are?"

~

"That's it baby, sucking Hongjoong’s cock so well, such a good girl for mommy." Seonghwa pressed himself against your back, cooing in your ear as he watched you lap at the head of his husband's cock. Hongjoong, to his credit, looked mostly unaffected, but you knew better and the way his eyelids fluttered closed when you ran your tongue along his slit let you know that you were doing everything just right.

"Mommy's good girl," you hummed softly as you pulled off Hongjoong's cock to breathe. You kisses his tip gently, looking up at him through your lashes, "Hongjoong’s good girl too…?"

Hongjoong's dark gaze softened at the hint of a question in your words and he nodded, thumbing your cheek gently. "Yeah, always my good girl baby." You smiled softly, pressing another, sweeter kiss to the head of his dick before descending your mouth onto him once more. Hongjoong let out a groan, smiling softly at Seonghwa, who had watched the entire exchange quietly, eyes soft. He smiled back, pressing a kiss to Hongjoong’s thigh, smirking when the action made the man kick his hips up into your mouth.

"You're evil Hwa…so fucking evil."

"Nah," he grinned, shaking his head, "I'm just, what was it you said? An enabler." Hongjoong rolled his eyes playfully, before returning his attention to you, nearly gasping at how content you looked with his cock in your mouth, just so happy to give him pleasure. "Think you can make him cum like this baby?" Seonghwa whispered into your ear, locking eyes with Hongjoong as he sucked on your earlobe.

You nodded around Hongjoong’s cock, humming in affirmation. "Good," Seonghwa purred before turning his attention back on Hongjoong. "You gonna cum for our baby Hongjoong? Give our good girl your load? Watch her swallow it all and then watch her get fucked by me?" Hongjoong threw his head back at Seonghwa's words but very quickly fixed his gaze on you.

"Want to hear her say it, want to hear her beg for it." Seonghwa grinned, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

"You heard the man, beg him."

You immediately pulled off Hongjoong with an obscene pop, still stroking his length in your hand. "Please Joongie…please, please, please. Cum, want your cum. Please Hongjoong, I've been so good. Don't I deserve it? Aren't you proud of me?"

"...oh fuck," Hongjoong stilled, eyelids fluttering shut as he let himself go, hands carding through your hair as he spilled into your mouth. You swallowed it all diligently, opening your mouth to show both Seonghwa and Hongjoong, the former humming in approval.

"Good girl," he whispered, "we're so proud of you."

"I think it's time for your reward now, don't you?" Hongjoong hummed, pulling you into his lap and turning you to face Seonghwa. He pulled your panties to the side and began to run his fingers through your wet folds, collecting your slick and holding his fingers out to Seonghwa. The other man practically tripped over his feet to get to Hongjoong, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he tasted you on his husband's fingers. Hongjoong removed his fingers from Seonghwa's mouth before slipping them inside of you, grinning at the half-gasp/half-moan you rewarded him with. "What do you think princess? Should I let your mommy fuck you? Let him fill up this sweet, pretty pussy with his cock? Let him make you cum?"

"Yes…God yes Hongjoong please. I'll do anything." You whined, canting your hips into Hongjoong’s hand. He chuckled, slipping his fingers out so he could rub the head of his cock against your puffy entrance. Hongjoong raised a challenging eyebrow at Seonghwa who was watching the two of you silently, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Yeah? Anything?"

"Mhm…anything Joong anything. Just please!" You cried out as Hongjoong slipped his cock inside you, giving a few shallow thrusts before pulling out and pushing you towards Seonghwa, grinning as you stumbled into the man's arms.

"What are you waiting for then? Put on a show."

And put on a show you did, Seonghwa wasted no time pressing you into the sheets, making sure you were facing Hongjoong where he was sat in his desk chair. Seonghwa unceremoniously tore your panties from your body, whispering a heated promise to buy you a new pair, before sliding his cock against your pussy, groaning when you desperately grinded back against him.

"Is that how you ask baby?" Seonghwa tsk'd, tapping his cockhead against your entrance.

"No," you replied quickly, shaking your head. "I'm sorry Hwa…I'm sorry mommy. Please fuck me, I need you so bad." You craned your neck to look at him, eyes welling with desperate tears. Seonghwa cooed, brushing your tears away and leaning down to kiss your forehead.

"Of course baby, because you asked so nicely."

The first thrust of Seonghwa’s into your weeping pussy had you seeing stars, crying out Seonghwa’s name as he began a relentless pace of fucking you. You let your gaze move to Hongjoong and that almost made your situation worse. He was still sat in his desk chair, cock still standing proudly against his stomach and leaking copious amounts of precum onto his expensive dress pants, soiling the fabric. But he wasn't doing anything about it, simply sitting there and watching you and Seonghwa with a dark proud expression, eyes almost black with lust. You knew he was getting almost as much pleasure out of this just by watching you and you whimpered at the thought, fucking yourself back onto Seonghwa’s cock. Seonghwa draped himself across your back, almost holding you in a mating press and pressing a wet kiss to your cheek.

"Look at him baby," he whispered. "Look at the way he's watching us, watching you. He's getting off on this, on how sexy we are."

And to Seonghwa's credit, he was absolutely right. Hongjoong was getting off on watching the two of you, watching the loves of his life share their love with each other. Knowing that you were all his, that he was the only one who got to see the two of you like this, who got to have the two of you like this. That was the best part of it all.

"I think you're going to make our baby cum Hwa," he hummed thoughtfully. Seonghwa laughed, before straightening up and drilling into you even harder than before.

"Yeah? You gonna cum? Cum for mommy?"

"Mhm, mhm." You nodded desperately. "Gonna cum for mommy, can I cum for mommy?"

"Of course baby, you can cum, cum for mommy."

You cried out as your orgasm finally hit you, pressing your face into the sheets as your walls clenched desperately around Seonghwa’s cock. He groaned deep as he reached his own orgasm, pressing deep inside of you as he pumped you full of his cum. Seonghwa kissed your head gently as you both came down from your highs, moaning as he pulled his cock from your hole and watched as his cum spilled from you. "My sweet girl, did so well for me."

"Did so well for us," Hongjoong hummed, standing from his seat and making his way towards you. With the help of Seonghwa, the two of them lay you against the soft pillows of their bed, Hongjoong moving to hover over you and press a sweet kiss to your lips. "You think you've got one more in you for me, pretty girl?"

"Always Hongjoong," you hummed softly. "Please. Doesn't feel right without you too." Seonghwa smiled at the exchange, pressing a soft kiss to your head and Hongjoong’s lips.

"Treat my baby well," he whispered. "I'll get something to clean us all up with."

"I love you Seonghwa," Hongjoong hummed, smiling up at his husband.

"And I love you," Seonghwa smiled, giving you both another kiss. "You behave baby, just like I know you are."

"Of course mommy," you giggled, feeling soft and high of the endorphins from your first orgasm. Seonghwa shook his head fondly before quietly leaving the room, making you put your attention solely back onto Hongjoong.

Moments like this weren't rare with Hongjoong, but each one of them was so precious that they felt like a rare jewel. He slipped inside of you easily and began to fuck you gently, not pushing your body beyond the limit he knew you could take. He treated you like you were precious, bringing you closer to the brink of your second orgasm and himself closer to his own.

"That's it princess, you just cum for me whenever you want." He whispered softly, pressing his forehead against yours. "We're so proud of you baby, Seonghwa and I. You've worked so hard and you deserve the whole world. I'm so, so proud of you."

"I love you Hongjoong," you whispered softly, kissing his lips. "I love you and Hwa so much."

"We love you too baby," Seonghwa's voice sounded from the doorway and the presence of your other lover pushed you over the edge once more and into another orgasm, this one only more powerful than the first. Hongjoong buried his head into your neck as he came, a muffled "I love you," whispered against your skin.

He almost refused to part from you as he came down from his orgasm, but with some gentle coaxing from Seonghwa he eventually pulled far enough away from you that Seonghwa could get you all clean.

"So," Seonghwa hummed softly once the three of you had settled onto new, clean sheets. "What do you want for your graduation present?"

"You mean this wasn't it?"

"Don't be silly," Hongjoong grumbled into your neck. "What kind of sugar daddies would we be if we didn't spoil you?"

"I always thought Hwa was a sugar mommy," you giggled, squealing as Seonghwa tickled your side. "But, there is a new pair of shoes I've been eyeing recently."

"Yeah? We'll get them for you."

"If you ask nicely enough we'll buy you the whole store."

You and Seonghwa dissolved into giggles as Hongjoong’s words, him eventually joining in despite the fact he didn't really know why it was so funny. Eventually your giggles subsided and you fell into comfortable silence as the three of you began to drift off.

Even if this wasn't in your original plan, you couldn't find it in you to care, because you got this, you got them.

And that was better than any plan you could have come up with.

General Taglist:@hiseu @yeosayang @avyskai @whatudowhennooneseesyou @foxdaisy @maskedmochii

Masterlist

[genshinluvr]

Where Are the Updates? (HSR Filler)

Pairings: Somewhat HSR Men x Isekai'd!Reader, but there's no romance in this fic (unless you count the moment with Sampo)

Summary: The person who writes the script for your and the men's future project is visiting the Astral Express. Everyone is wondering what is their future role in the projects (and Sampo is being Sampo)

Note: This is a filler fanfic since I haven't updated in so long and I'm trying to force myself to write something so I can get used to writing fanfics again. I'm not expecting anyone to read this. This is a filler chapter until I can actually write something. Anyway! I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.6k

Caelus walks into the Astral Express, approaching March and Dan Heng. “Hey, does anyone know where [Y/N] is? I’ve been trying to look for them, but they’re not in their room.” Caelus says, crossing his arms over his chest.

March scratches the back of her head. “Uh, I think they’re with the author right now. [Y/N]’s been keeping them company ever since they boarded the Astral Express.”

Caelus does a double take. “Well, this is news to me. How long has she been on the Astral Express?”

Dan Heng looks at his phone. “She’s been here for a few hours now. I don’t think you should disturb the two of them. But if you want to see what they’re up to, they’re in the Parlor Car.”

Caelus quickly thanks Dan Heng before rushing to the Parlor Car. Dan Heng and March watch the silver-haired man leave the Passenger Cabin before turning to look at one another.

“Should we follow him to make sure he doesn’t cause any problems? Who knows what Caelus is going to ask the author to do for him,” March says, propping her hands on her hips.

Dan Heng sighs. “Looks like we have no choice.” Dan Heng mutters before following March to the Parlor Car.

Caelus enters the Parlor Car and freezes. You look away from the woman sitting across from you and wave at Caelus, who presses his lips together while surveying the area. You shrug and turn towards the woman across from you, leaning in your seat. 

“How about a story where you make the main character, aka me, get mad at someone, and they jump universes and get lost for months?” You suggest.

The woman sitting across from you puckers her lips, tapping her chin as she stares at the laptop before her. Hey, you’re merely suggesting ideas for her to write, but the woman seems hesitant about it.

“I like the idea, but I’m not sure. Is it supposed to be another version of the story where these men,” she gestures to the men sitting around you and her, “jumped to another universe in search for you— I mean, the main character from their universe?”

You squint at the woman before you, nodding slowly. “Yes? But that’s up to you! I’m trying to help you come up with ideas to write.”

She nods wordlessly, eyes focusing on the screen before her. Caelus approaches where you and the black-haired woman are sitting. Before Caelus can make it over to the table, someone places a heavy hand on his shoulders, causing him to stop in his tracks. Caelus turns to see Jing Yuan standing beside him while his eyes are elsewhere.

“General, it’s good to see you on the Astral Express! Though, it’s a bit unexpected,” Caelus says, glancing in your direction from the corner of his eyes.

The General of the Xianzhou Luofu chuckles, shaking his head. “I received a message from [Y/N]. They wanted us to come over while someone important was stopping by,” Jing Yuan replies, showing Caelus his phone.

Caelus looks at the screen, and yep, you certainly sent out a message to the General to meet up at the Astral Express. However, Caelus doesn’t know why this “important” person was stopping by the Astral Express. The very same person glued to her laptop, occasionally pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose as it kept slipping down. Caelus has met this woman before, heck, and so has everyone in the Astral Express. The woman with black hair is the one who delivers everyone their “scripts.” And since it’s been a while since there was an update from the author, no one has heard from her since then. Until now, of course.

“Ooh! If you ever write about Penacony, would the others make an appearance?” You ask excitedly, tapping your foot on the ground.

The woman blinks at you cluelessly. “Oh, shit. There’s more?” She mutters, looking around the Astral Express for new faces. Lo and behold, there are certainly new people on the Astral Express. The woman turns toward you, scratching her head, “I haven’t even written anything that debuts Dr. Ratio and Argenti’s appearance— which is long overdue—”

“Very overdue. I understand academics are important, but I don’t see how you can’t write something short and simple for my appearance,” Dr. Ratio comments, crossing his arms over his chest while staring at the woman, displeased. 

The woman gives Dr. Ratio a tight-lipped smile and closes her laptop. “Dr. Ratio, with all due respect, but if you continue to give me that sass, I will continue to delay your appearance in future works.”

Dr. Ratio huffs, looking away with a visible pout on his face, while Adventurine snorts and shakes his head. Adventurine props his arms on Dr. Ratio’s shoulders, only for the man to push him off with a glare.

Adventurine clears his throat. “Dearest author, allow me to pitch my idea for your possible upcoming story~” he strikes a dramatic pose.

The woman nods, “And what is the idea you’ll be pitching?” She asks, waiting for the blond man to say something.

Adventurine clears his throat and jogs over to the woman, sitting beside her before whispering something into her ears. Caelus nearly let out a loud groan. Damn him for making his pitch a secret. Adventurine pulls away and clasps his hands together, placing them on the table while waiting for the woman’s approval or disapproval of his idea.

“I will think about it, and if I’m able to map out how your idea goes, then I will try to make it into a script.” The woman nods.

Adventurine cheers loudly, hopping up from his spot and jumping in the air before looking at Dr. Ratio smugly. Dr. Ratio rolls his eyes with disgust before walking to the other side of the Astral Express while muttering under his breath about how Adventurine is an annoyance. 

“And what about me, Madam Author?” Sunday asks, bowing to the woman before him.

The woman stares at Sunday, pressing her lips into a thin line. “If you’re talking about your appearance in future works, I will include you and new people in future works. The only issue is I’m still unfamiliar with all of you, and your personalities won’t be nearly as accurate as the others.”

Sampo approaches the table where you’re sitting with the woman. You stare at Sampo while he gives you a sheepish smile before looking at the woman. If Sampo had a tail, it would’ve been wagging. Is he excited, or is he nervous? You can’t really tell.

“Ahem, Miss Author, I was wondering why there’s a delay in updates for the script,” Sampo says, poking his index fingers together. “You’re not tired of us, are you?” Cue the puppy dog's eyes.

Welt Yang sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Sampo, I don’t think you should be asking something like that. There could be many factors that play into why she hasn’t been updating us with new scripts.” He mutters, giving Sampo a subtle glare.

The black-haired woman smiles at the older man and gets up from her seat, dusting her pants off. “Sampo, I wasn’t able to update you all on new scripts because I have other priorities, such as my education. I was also behind on your world and wasn’t able to keep up with what was happening in your world.”

Sampo sniffles dramatically, his bottom lips trembling. “But you have time to keep up with the other universe with other people?” Sampo whines, batting his eyelashes at the woman.

“To be fair… I didn’t even update things for them, either.” The woman shrugs.

You got up from your seat and pat Sampo’s shoulders. Sampo dramatically drapes himself over you, burying his face into your neck while dramatically sniffling. You can’t tell if he’s pretending to cry or if he’s trying to inhale you— or both.

Luocha whispers to the woman, “I think he meant being updated with what’s happening in the universe, not your stories and scripts.”

The woman mouths ‘oh’ before nodding slowly. The Parlor Car feels crowded with how many people are present on the Astral Express. All have pressing questions regarding their roles for future projects and what they can expect to happen as the plot (is there even a plot?) progresses. Of course, you and the author reassured everyone that their roles are safe and nothing is going to happen to them. However, even if something were to happen, it would not be permanent. Speaking of something happening and permanent….

You turn to the woman and clear your throat. “You’re not going to kill me in any future projects, are you?”

The woman takes her glasses off and wipes the lenses with her shirt. “That would depend on the plot and the situation. I’ve killed you once, and the other time where you reincarnated, your death was implied and mentioned, but there weren’t scenes, you know?”

You pout, crossing your arms over your chest. “I know, but why do I have to be the one to die? Why can’t it be someone else like, and I mean this as nice as possible, Blade?”

The woman puts her glasses back on and tucks her hair behind her ears. “Because I love making the male love interests suffer.” She replies nonchalantly, brushing her hair off her shoulders.

“I mean, you can still do that without killing me,” You bat your eyelashes at her.

The woman nods. “You’re not wrong about that. I’ll see what I can do, but it will take time, and I probably won’t have the script done before I complete other scripts as well.”

You’re fine with that. As long as you don’t die in future projects (again), then you’re not complaining! Although now that you have (somewhat) given her an idea for future projects, you don’t think you’re going to be prepared for anything gutwrenching. 

Note: I feel bad for not updating in so long 😭 I've been super busy with school and did not have any motivation to write at all, even though that's what I'm required to do for my major. I have finally caught up with Honkai Star Rail— it took me days to catch up because I was also exploring Penacony. I have school in 4 hours, and I still haven't slept. Goodnight! Anyway, to all my new and returning readers, keep in mind that I ONLY post on my Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and my AO3 (Aaliah_exo)! Nowhere else except Tumblr and AO3!

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[m3r1m4r5u333]

I've seen people complaining that the people who keep insisting on buddie over bucktommy are failing to appreciate the show's bi representation...

...failing to appreciate what matters - Buck's happiness, one he's finally found by entering a queer relationship...

That buddie shippers are failing to appreciate the canonically queer characters of the show... (Uh..? As it Buck didn't just live 6+ seasons in the closet? He did not materialize out of thin air. No reason why Eddie can't follow.)

And so on. Failing to appreciate.

...We aren't.

Let me tell you why insisting on shipping buddie isn't invalidating anything.

"I'm free." Remember that line? Let me tell you what it means to me, a bisexual.

That line isn't about ...

"Yay, I'm free, my struggles are over - finally I've realized what I need to be happy - a man!"

Nope. He's free because now he's realized his identity, fully. And is ready to start exploring that, and get out of the stale, narrow closet. It's exciting, freeing!

However.

This new area he has discovered does not erase the pre-existing parts of his identity.

He isn't gay.

The relationships with women were never lies, they were genuine relationships. He definitely fell for his girlfriends, for Abby the hardest. The relationships with women failed for many reasons - none of them being Buck's sexuality.

My point is this. We bisexuals are more than just our sexuality. We are human beings, with personalities.

What matters isn't what gender Buck dates.

It's whom he dates.

And that's why we ship Buddie. Why we keep shipping buddie.

Because Buck and Eddie click. They spark. Their relationship has substance, complex history. They know each other. They have each other's backs. They're a great match.

Tommy? He is pretty and fun, probably good for Buck's growth but...

Who is he, really?

What exactly makes you think these two are right for each other, as a couple? Personality-wise? What are his flaws, his strengths? How do they fit with Buck's?

Because really. If all you care about is sexual chemistry? Then go watch porn. There should be more to a romance, a relationship, to a love story than that.

So yes, I will keep shipping buddie and I'm not sorry. You are of course perfectly free to ship whatever you wish, as well!

I do not make this post because I wish to be hateful and hate on this new ship.

I make it to explain my point of view.

Because people need to realise that to us, or at least to me..

Sticking to this ship, buddie, isn't about failing to appreciate the show's canonized queer characters or representation. We love the show, the representation, we are invested in it.

And it isn't about letting the queer community down.

It's about believing in it's worth. We queers deserve complex love stories, too. Just like everyone else.

[zerobaselove]

zb1 as romance tropes / dynamics ♡

pairing: zb1 x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none! lowercase intended, not proofread

notes: since i have already written one of these in full (childhood best friend!matthew) i might turn this into a full fledged series ? if you guys would be interested, that is! (yes the matthew one is pulled right from my oneshot </3 it's just too cute)

members under the cut!

jiwoong ;

best friend's older brother

"can you go ask my brother if he knows where the measuring cups are?" your best friend gyuvin asked, sifting through drawers to find the other items needed for your cake in the meantime. "i- i guess so." you managed to stutter out before heading up to the room at the end of the hallway, jiwoong's room.

you hated to admit it, especially knowing how many people swooned over your best friend's brother, but the longer time went on the more you felt yourself developing what you could only consider a crush on the boy; completely against your own will. it wouldn't have gotten this bad had you been able to avoid him, but when his younger brother is your best friend and you practically live at their house, he tends to be apart of your days more often than you know what to do with.

knocking lightly on the door you wait a moment, hearing some shuffling before the door opened. "what do you wa- oh." he paused, door ajar as he tried to hide the surprise on his face, "sorry y/n i thought you were gyuvin, what's up!" his tone and expression softened in tandem. you took a moment to respond, too busy staring at his messy hair and the way his collarbone peaked through his loose t-shirt.

"oh uh, we just needed to know where the measuring cups were." an awkward laugh left your mouth as you realized how silly the inquiry was, but thankfully you were met with a gentle smile as he shut the door behind him, "i'm not too sure, let's go look together."

zhang hao ;

cute exchange student

it had only been a few weeks since the new exchange student had moved in next door; the family having sent their daughter off to go study in china for a semester, getting an exchange student of their own in return. but the two of you were attached at the hip. you weren't really sure how it happened, one moment you were coming over to drop something off for your mom, the next you were being introduced to the boy, zhang hao, and suddenly you two spent every waking moment together.

you liked to think of yourself as a good influence; helping him better his english, showing him around your town, cooking him your favorite recipes that he may not have tried. all while you were getting the same experience in return from him, which was wonderful for you, but one thing you weren't expecting him to show you was what it felt like to fall for your new best friend.

"y/n?" he waved a hand in front of your face, pulling you from your thoughts of the boy himself, "are you okay? you look," he paused for a moment, trying to think of the word he wanted to use, "lost?" his tone raised, not sure of his choice, causing you to smile, "like, lost in thought?" you watched his smile light up, recognizing the phrase he was going for, "that's the one! you look lost in thought, are you okay?"

his sweet voice mixed with his endearing mannerisms was enough to have your head spinning, "i'm alright hao, just thinking about nonsense." his hand found it's way to rest over yours, "well you can always think out loud to me, i'll listen."

hanbin ;

campus crush

it shouldn't surprise you that the boy everyone on campus had a crush on was as cute and nice as he was, but you couldn't help but let your mouth run dry as he sat next to you and sparked up a conversation on the first day of your creative writing class. you hadn't managed to be in his presence until now, living vicariously through stories spread on campus; good deeds he had done for people, places he volunteered, even being the designated driver for his friends during parties. but god, you were starting to get what other people saw in him.

"you know," he smiled, his eyes lighting up so soon into your conversation, "i'm on the dance team, you should come watch us sometime!" you couldn't help but mirror his expression as you tried not to dwell on the way your heart sped up.

"i'd love to!" just when you thought he couldn't get cuter, his smile widened as his eyes shut slightly, before running a hand through his hair while he grabbed his phone. sliding his phone across the desk, open to his contacts page. "if you want you can put your number in and i can text you the details." you quickly nodded, inputting your number along with your name and the class code, just in case.

he giggled seeing the small detail, "d'you really think i wouldn't remember my new friend?" the comment left you a flushed mess, not knowing what to say. before you could say anything he continued, "don't worry, i think it's cute." god, you were screwed.

matthew ;

childhood best friend

"your turn to open your gift."

you hesitantly grabbed the box off of your bed, not having any clue what it could be. tearing through the messily strewn together paper and tape, you were met with a box, looking to matthew in curiosity only for him to urge you to continue. when you took the lid off, the sides of the box collapsed, revealing pictures of you from when you were kids up until graduation on layers of colorful paper and stickers. in the middle of it all was another, smaller box. lifting the lid off you revealed a cute charm of your favorite character attached to a keychain of a spotify code.

"it's a playlist i made for you," he couldn't contain the smile on his face at your excitement over the gift. "plus it's on a keychain so even when we are busy, you'll always have something to remind you of me with you." you couldn't help the tears pooling at your eyes, or the words threatening to spill. "god, i love you." you breathed out, your stomach doing flips at the confession.

"i love you too y/n." he smiled, a little taken aback by the confession as it wasn't something you two said lightly. you sighed, "no matthew, i love you. more than i should as your best friend." it took him a moment to realize what you were implying but once he connected the dots, it hit him like a truck, pulling you in for a hug as he picked you up off the floor.

you let out a giggle at the sudden action, not even thinking about what it could mean until he set you down and you noticed the way his cheeks had flushed a deep crimson red. "i'll say it again, i love you too y/n."

taerae ;

pretty boy with the pretty voice

your walks to work were typically uneventful, only choosing to do so over taking public transport for the exercise; until recently. like clockwork, every day, there had been a boy busking on the street you walked every afternoon, and his voice, well it was beautiful. you didn't even know the boy but somehow you felt his emotions through his voice.

you had started leaving for work earlier than usual, giving yourself a few extra minutes to sit and listen to the boy, who you had learnt was named taerae. with the extra time there, you two had begun to chat between songs, learning about each other and even getting to request songs sometimes. you'd always make sure to leave some tips in his guitar case before heading off to work, telling yourself you were just being supportive. but what you hadn't realized fully was just how smitten you had become with this taerae character.

"hey y/n!" he beamed, seeing you walk in his direction, just like every day, "hi taerae! how's it been going today?" you inquired, crouching next to him as your gaze wandered between the guitar and the boy. "same as usual, better now that you're here though!" you simply laughed, "i haven't even left you anything yet,"

"i know! i just like having you here." his voice trailed off for a moment before snapping back to reality, "any requests today?" you pondered for a moment, "play me your favorite song."

ricky ;

arranged relationship

"it'd be good for both companies darling," your father tried to be kind, knowing that this wasn't exactly how you were expecting your first relationship to go. "and he's very nice," your mother smiled at you, "and very handsome, i think you'll like him." you supposed it wouldn't do you any good to sulk over it, it wasn't just happening to you after all, so you cracked a small smile to ease your parents worries.

you didn't know much about ricky, if you were remembering his name correctly; just that he was the son of your parent's business friends, and was supposedly a candidate to be your boyfriend? the word seemed foreign to you, but you didn't have much time to dwell on it as a tall boy with blond hair walked into the lobby where you were waiting. "you must be y/n," he smiled, his voice soft; a strong contrast to his charismatic and intimidating looks.

"so you're ricky," you couldn't help but feel more relaxed already, "i've heard lots about you." he flushed a little at your words, his hand coming to the back of his neck, "good things i'd hope." you let out a small laugh, nodding your head, "nothing bad i promise."

the two of you talked for a while longer in the lobby, the awkward atmosphere slowly disappearing as the two of you realized just how much you had in common. maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

gyuvin ;

opposites attract

"hey y/n!" your best friend's booming voice could be heard from miles away, making the 20 feet between you seem like nothing. there he was, standing with a few of his friends, and you were a little overwhelmed to say the least.

the two of you couldn't be more different at times; his loud and outgoing personality was a stark contrast to your quiet and shy demeanor, but somehow you two got along better than anyone else. but you did still have a bit of a problem with his group of friends; they all seemed nice, that wasn't the problem, they were just all bubbly like gyuvin, and you didn't know how to handle that.

you gave a shy smile as you walked up to the group of boys, "hi gyuvin," you gave the other boys and small nod and wave, getting a bunch of greetings in return, "guys chill," gyuvin laughed, reaching his hand out to quiet his friends. "sorry about them, do you wanna get out of here?"

"what about you guys? don't you have plans?"

"yeah gyuvin hyung, don't we have plans?" the tall boy you were pretty sure was named gunwook, spoke up. "they'll be fine without me." gyuvin getting a few overly dramatic gasps from his friends, smacking them on the shoulder. your heart couldn't stop speeding up at the way he was willing to drop everything for you, but you tried to ignore it. "have fun with your little partner~" well, you couldn't ignore that.

gunwook ;

friendly rivals

"i didn't mean to overstep," the new boy, gunwook breathed out, "they just had asked for help and i didn't want to get off on the wrong foot by saying no." you smiled lightly at the boy, leaning your head against the mirrored dance practice wall, taking a sip of your water. "it's okay gunwook, it's my fault they don't see me as a better leader."

he turned to you, shaking his head feverishly, "no no no, listen. i know i haven't been here long but you seem to be an amazing leader," he patted you on the leg reassuringly, leaving you to smile at the boy. "thanks," your voice trailed off, your brain swirling with thoughts of critiques from your team.

it was time for your dance team to vote for a new leader as the new school year had turned over, and you were in danger of being overthrown by the new boy that everyone seemed to love, and you weren't handling it well; especially not when he's as cute and lovely as he is.

"i guess i'll just have to prove that i'm better for the role than you." a smug expression pasted on your face, you turned to the boy with a laugh, lightening the atmosphere. he returned with a wide gummy smile and a small giggle, "oh it's on y/n."

yujin ;

first crush / love

you suppose you were late to the game when it came to feelings, never having really experienced any until now; until you found yourself wanting to be the reason the boy in your class smiled. you and yujin weren't close, but you weren't strangers either. you had some mutual best friends, and had hung out all together a few times, but as soon as you weren't around your friends, it was like you didn't know each other. and you hated it.

"hi y/n," the voice pulled you from your thoughts, looking up from your desk to see yujin standing there, and for a moment you thought you were hallucinating. "oh, hey yujin," your voice trailed off a little, "what's up?" he leaned against your desk, gesturing to the board with written pairs for a project, and now you felt stupid for not paying attention. "oh shoot yeah, of course, uh, sit down." you pulled out the empty chair next to you, trying to make up for the embarrassment that you were living in.

the two of you looked over the criteria for your project, making plans for what you wanted to do, and before you knew it you were packing up. "so uh," yujin sheepishly smiled, handing you his phone, "so we can schedule to work on the project," he clarified.

you couldn't help but smile at his cute nature, "there you go," you handed it back to him, "text me what you wanna do, i have to go meet up with my friend." you smiled again as the bell rang, leaving the class almost proud of your ability to get one sentence out. this was gonna be a long project.

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Good Omens Fic Rec: Oh, Maker

"The humans are strange and graceful as they explore the garden, explore themselves, explore each other. The trouble is, the humans stare back, which makes him uncomfortable; there’s nothing particularly interesting about him. And, though he rarely admits it to himself, the humans make him lonely; he has no Other to explore." Or: how many times can you take a bath with your best friend before you kiss him?

Length: 57,034 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit / Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥

Best for: Mostly Safe in Public, At Home, Angst, Romance, Slow Burn

Triggers: None/ Religious Trauma themes

Read it here, fic by voluptatiscausa

*Minor Spoilers* I've had this fic bookmarked for months, I love this author and all the stories of theirs I've read. But my ADHD often has me piling on more without diving into what I already have saved. So, when I was about to begin the author's latest fic, I paused. I realized I needed to prioritize this story first, and appreciate it fully. And now, I want you to do the same!

This is a pre season 2 "through the ages" story, visiting some of the historical settings we're familiar with and adding new ones as well. We watch as the weight of the world hangs on Aziraphale and Crowley’s shoulders. The impossibility of alleviating human suffering, the pain of being abandoned by their Creator, their Mother, and the lingering desperation for her approval. So when they've burnt out, they turn to each other. They comfort each other with warm intimacy through baths, manicures, brushing each other's hair, each taking care of the other and showing us how holy love can be. It's gorgeous and heartbreaking all at once. Their love is so true, even if they have trouble believing they're worthy of being loved and desired. “It’s because love can’t be earned, sweetheart. It’s given.”

The beauty of fanfic is that it can exceed the canon. This is not just in character; to me it's more in character than the canon itself. The book and show are comedies; they don't have time to dive this deeply into their characters' motivations and histories. And, of course, that's not a bad thing, especially since it brought us all here. But when I read something like this, something that brings a real depth and understanding to the characters, I'm amazed. This isn’t the only fic I’ve felt this way about, but it’s a prime example of that feeling. It’s just that, when I read a story that specifically focuses on their entire 6,000 years together and all the history they’ve gone through, I get frustrated that those moments are played for laughs in the book/show. The Flood, the Crucifixion, the Spanish Inquisition all throw away lines that don’t stop to dive into the wealth of story that’s possible there. I get why it doesn’t linger, I do, but fic narratives are so much more interesting to me than what the canon alone can provide.

This is a deeply moving and powerful story. Full of musings on shame, desire, religious trauma, and the beauty of the world we live in. Life is a terrible and wonderful thing. While this is mostly safe for public, I really suggest making this an at home read. It's a bit heavier, something you want to be in the right headspace for, and it features very rich prose. Never dense or hard to follow, but very beautiful, and you'll want to give it your full attention. I realize I may have made this seem like full angst, but it’s not! There's some wonderful loving fluffy moments to be found as well. Be sure to check out the other works that belong in this series! They are devastatingly good as well. Pair with some fruit for the full effect!

Read it here, fic by voluptatiscausa

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

Note: I had a few requests for a Modern!Sihtric x roommate (f) fic. so here it is!

Warnings: little suggestive, mainly fluff!

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

Summary: You were desperately looking for a place to rent, but couldn't afford anything on your own. Your friend Uhtred said that his friend, Finan, recently moved in with his girlfriend and now his other friend, Sihtric, lived alone and was in need of a new roommate.

Word count: 3,8k 

Masterlist

'It's a single bed for a single person, lady.'

You told Uhtred you would gladly move in with whoever Sihtric was, you just needed a place to live before your apartment building would be demolished, which was in a few weeks. Uhtred had given you his friend's number and you've been texting a little, going over some basic house rules. Once you agreed with everything, Sihtric said you could move in whenever you were ready, and you told him as soon as possible. 

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So there you were, on a cold, early spring afternoon, sitting on your suitcase with a box in your lap. Waiting in front of the apartment building this Sihtric guy supposedly lived in. You were a little earlier than scheduled and it seemed he wasn't home yet. 

You watched the people on the street pass by and your eye caught a stunning man across the street, who was talking on the phone. You couldn't keep your eyes off the stranger, who's hair was braided with the sides shaved; showing off a Danish knot tattoo on his neck, which went up to above his ear. He was wearing a dark hoodie with the sleeves rolled up, so you could see his veiny arms, and he wore dark sweatpants, accompanied by black leather boots with the laces untied. He must have been the hottest guy you had ever seen and you felt yourself heat up, despite the cold. Your temperature rose even higher when the handsome man crossed the street and seemed to walk in your direction. You accidentally made eye contact and you immediately looked away. There was no way he was coming over at you. Absolutely none. But from the corner of your eye you noticed he actually was closing in on you.

Oh shit.

'Hey,' the guy smiled, who was even hotter up close, 'you're (y/n) right?'

You looked up at him, speechless, because you noticed his mismatched eyes.

'You look just like your picture,' he chuckled when he noticed you were startled, 'the one you use on the texting app I mean. I'm Sihtric.'

Sihtric smiled friendly and held his hand out to you.

'Oh,' you blurted out and shook his hand, 'S-Sihtric?'

'That's me. I don't look like my picture?' he grinned.

'N-no, you didn't have a picture,' you swallowed hard.

'I don't? Huh,' he scoffed, 'hope it's not a jumpscare for you then,' he winked and pointed at your suitcase, 'need some help with that?'

'No… yes,' you stammered.

'Which one is it, lady?' Sihtric smiled.

'B-both?' you panicked and quickly hid your face behind your box as you got up. Sihtric laughed softly and picked up your heavy suitcase, with ease.

'Alright, come in,' he said, holding the door for you, 'the left elevator goes up to our floor, which is the top floor.'

You got in the rather small elevator, standing awfully close to the madly handsome man who you were about to move in with. You felt Sihtric was looking at you and you kept your eyes fixated on the box in your arms. He was so good looking, he had to have a partner, so you already told yourself to not lure yourself into a made up romance inside your head.

'Excuse my bluntness,' Sihtric suddenly woke you from your thoughts, 'but are you single? It's none of my business, but, eh, you know… the walls inside the apartment are kinda… thin,' he grimaced, 'that's why my previous roommate moved out. Thank the gods.'

'Oh,' you chuckled with big eyes, 'eh, n-no, I mean… yes, I'm single. So… I… you won't be kept up at night.' You smiled and cleared your throat awkwardly.

'Okay, good,' Sihtric smiled, 'I'm single too, so… won't be keeping you up either.'

Oh for fuck sakes, of course he's single. 

You gave him a quick smile as you tried to not break out in a coughing fit. Your mouth was drier than the Sahara desert at noon and you nearly tripped out of the elevator in your haste attempt to get out as soon as the doors opened.

'Down the hall,' Sihtric said, 'number ninety five. Here,' he handed you his keys before he picked your suitcase up. 

You saw small, black lines tattooed on his fingers, and you wondered what it felt like if all those lines disappeared inside your wet p-

'Oops,' Sihtric laughed after he accidentally slammed your suitcase into the wall, breaking off a wheel, which woke you up from your thoughts again. 

'Sorry, lady,' he grinned, 'I'll buy you a new one.' 

He winked at you, and you wished he would slam you against a wall to be honest.

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'So, if you have any questions, my door is right there,' Sihtric smiled after he had given you a tour of the apartment.

It was rather spacious. You each had your own bedroom, located next to each other, and the rest was just a shared space. Sihtric said there was no pressure to spend time together, if you wished to stay in your room all night or just listen to some music with headphones on the couch, that was totally fine. 

You felt rather at ease with him and you liked the place, but you could definitely tell a single dude lived there. When Sihtric went to take a shower, you started cleaning up the messy kitchen before you opened the fridge, and grimaced at how empty it was. Barely any food, but more than enough beer. Apparently Sihtric was a takeaway guy, but you were having none of that. 

You rolled your eyes and took whatever food you could find and you ended up being able to make a decent oven dish, which you just put in the oven as Sihtric walked back into the living room. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw him walking over in just some sweatpants, his wet hair loose and a towel thrown over his broad shoulder. The man was fit as hell, and he knew it.

'You're using the oven?' he frowned, 'wait… did you clean the kitchen?'

'Yes and… yes,' you smiled sheepishly.

'Damn,' Sihtric chuckled and leaned on the dinner table, 'that's really sweet. But I hope you don't feel pressured-'

'No, absolutely not,' you smiled, 'I just… couldn't stand the sight of it.'

'That is fair,' he smiled and looked at you, licking his lips as he tilted his head slightly.

You felt flustered and tried to look away, which Sihtric thought was cute. 

You ended up having dinner together and you found out Sihtric was very funny, witty, liked to ramble and had some amusing stories about getting into bar fights when he was younger, which is how he earned a few scars. 

Sihtric thought you were really sweet, also very funny and sharp, and he liked your dark sense of humour. He helped you clean the dishes and thanked you for dinner, promising you he'd cook tomorrow. After that, you went to your room to unpack the little belongings you had, while Sihtric went to the gym.

******************

The next few days went by fast. You and Sihtric both worked during the day and came home every time around the same time. You had dinner together every day, taking turns with cooking, and you genuinely enjoyed each other's company. Every evening, between seven and ten, Sihtric went to the gym. And each night he came back home, you were more or less asleep already, so he tried his best to be quiet. But you learned he was quite clumsy, so you often woke up anyway. 

But today was Saturday, and on the weekend Sihtric didn't work out, so it was the first time you really spent a night "together" after you had dinner together, but you didn't want to bother him so you retreated to your room.

'Hey,' Sihtric knocked at your open door after a few hours, 'do you…maybe… want to watch a movie or something?'

'Now?'

'Yeah?'

'Uh,' you glanced at the time, 'yeah, sure.'

'Cool,' Sihtric smiled and walked to the couch, where you joined him a few minutes later.

You both didn't know what to watch and scrolled through Netflix for nearly an hour. You started to bicker, teasingly, and you couldn't help noticing the way Sihtric glanced at you every time you made a snarky remark to which he had no come back. His gaze and his sly smile made you weak inside, but you tried to fight it. In fact, you had been ignoring the butterflies the whole week already whenever he was close to you.

After a while of arguing over movies, you pressed the 'surprise me' option on Netflix, which turned out to be a mistake, as you ended up watching some Asian horror movie that scared the crap out of you both. To make it worse, Sihtric had switched off most of the lights in the apartment. You were also both stubborn, and as neither of you wanted to be the bigger wuss by switching off the movie, you sat through the two hour long scare and gore fest. And without noticing it, you gradually moved closer to each other as the movie progressed, until your shoulders touched.

'Oh, jesus!' you screamed at yet another jumpscare and buried your face in a pillow.

Sihtric laughed, which is what he does when he is nervous, but he wouldn't admit that to you. And pretending to be absolutely fearless and "a tough guy", he wrapped his arm around your shoulder with a smirk, pulling you snug against him. You looked up at him, surprised, and he smiled while he winked, which gave you that butterfly feeling again.

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'Hey!' you heard a loud thump on the wall next to your bed, 'stop tossing and turning! I'm trying to sleep!' Sihtric yelled from his room, tauntingly.

'How the… is your bed next to the same wall as mine?!' you called back in the dark.

'Yes!' Sihtric said, 'so go to sleep, lady!'

'I can't… I…. I'm scared,' you admitted.

'What?' Sihtric laughed, 'why? The movie?'

'Yeah…'

Sihtric laughed out loud. He thought you were adorable.

'Do I need to check under your bed, little girl?' he mocked, 'or check the closet?'

'Shut up!' you groaned with a smile. You switched on your light and put on a shirt.

'Hey!' Sihtric yelled, seeing your light was on as his door was slightly open, like yours, 'lights out after 10, lady!' He could barely say it without laughing.

'Oh, shut up, Sihtric,' you chuckled and got out of bed.

'Where are you going?' he could tell you opened your door further by the amount of light he saw.

'Kitchen. I'm going to get a drink, can't sleep anyway.'

You turned all the lights on before switching off your bedroom light. You grabbed some juice in the kitchen and it didn't take long before Sihtric walked out of his room. Shirtless, with messy hair, sleepy eyes and only wearing his boxers, which made you weak in the knees. He thought you were kidding about the whole too scared to sleep thing, but you weren't.

'Hey,' Sihtric said sweetly as he came closer, 'you okay?'

'Yeah,' you chuckled, 'just spooked. I'm not good with horror movies.'

'Why didn't you just say so?' Sihtric looked down in your eyes.

'Didn't want you to know what big of a wuss I am,' you mumbled.

'And now you're terrified,' Sihtric chuckled, 'you only fooled yourself here. And I'll admit, that movie was rough,' he grimaced.

'Right? What the hell was that even…' you both laughed and you finished your drink, not minding Sihtric was standing so close to you right now, that you could feel his body heat.

'Will you be okay to sleep?' 

'Probably not,' you shrugged with a smile, about to walk back to your room.

'Want to sleep in my room?' he suddenly asked.

'What?' you asked, 'no, I mean…' you thought about the movie again, 'well… m-maybe.'

Sihtric smiled softly and took your hand. Without saying another word he gently guided you to his room, into his warm, single person bed. His room was pleasantly tidy, which took you by surprise after the messy kitchen earlier that week. 

You felt nervous as you pulled his soft sheets over your bare legs while Sihtric joined in bed, climbing over you so he would not squish you against the wall at night. As his bed was not made for two people, he also didn't want to accidentally push you out. So without another word, he pulled your back firmly against his muscular chest, and snuck his strong arm around your waist, holding you tight as your bodies were pressed together under the sheets.

'Comfortable?' he whispered in your ear, making you feel lightheaded.

'Mhm,' you hummed with a shy smile.

'Good,' he smiled, and brought his free hand up to switch off the light, but before he did, he pecked your cheek, 'sweet dreams.'

'Sweet dreams,' you giggled softly.

It still took you a while to fall asleep. Not because you were still scared, but because your head was spinning. You felt Sihtric's warm breath tickling your neck while he slowly caressed your waist with his thumb as he had his arm around you. And those butterflies in your stomach went absolutely insane.

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Sunday morning came and you woke up in Sihtric's bed, alone.

He had closed the door after he had snuck out of bed, and you heard the tv softly from the living room. You allowed yourself to wake up fully and got out of his bed.

'Good morning,' you said as you passed Sihtric, who was watching tv.

'Good morning,' he smiled.

You joined him on the couch with your cup of tea and both didn't mention the other night at all. You eventually went your separate ways, doing your own thing during the day, and you joined each other again in the evening for dinner. During dinner, the previous night was also never brought up, as if it never happened. 

You both went to bed around the same time, as usual before working days, sleeping in your own beds. But you both left your door open a little further this time.

You were again tossing and turning in bed. But this time not because you were scared by a movie, but because you couldn't get the feeling of sleeping in Sihtric's arms out of your head.

Sihtric also had a hard time falling asleep, as his head was filled with the same thoughts.

'Are you awake?' Sihtric suddenly called out.

You giggled softly but didn't reply.

'I hear you tossing and turning, lady,' Sihtric said, and you could hear he was smiling too.

'And what about it?' you asked.

'Nothing,' he chuckled, 'not scared anymore?'

'Not really,' you smiled and bit down on your lip at the thought of last night.

'Good,' Sihtric said, smiling too, but a little disappointed you didn't take the bait. He would've gladly invited you in his bed again, just to cuddle. 

He cleared his throat. 'Truth or dare?' he suddenly asked.

'What?'

'Truth or dare?'

'Are you serious?' you snorted.

'Absolutely. Truth or dare, lady?'

'God,' you laughed, 'hmm, truth.'

'Truth,' Sihtric repeated and went quiet for a moment, 'do you like living here?'

'I do,' you said truthfully, 'it's a nice apartment, and you're easy going and fun to live with.'

'Thanks,' he chuckled, and he was happy you didn't see his flustered face.

'Truth or dare?' you asked.

'Truth.'

You thought for a moment and then asked, 'were you in contact with other potential roommates?'

'I was,' he confessed.

'Why did you pick me?'

'Hey,' Sihtric smiled, 'only one question at a time!'

'Damnit,' you muttered, knowing he was right.

'Truth or dare?'

'Dare,' you said bravely.

'Dare?' he laughed, 'hmm… I dare you to watch another scary movie tomorrow.'

'That's not fair!' you giggled, 'you know I don't like those.'

'That's why I dare you,' he grinned, alone, in the dark.

'Why, so I'll sleep in your bed again?' you retorted.

'No, you can't ask that. You didn't ask me truth or dare.'

'Fine, truth or dare?'

'Dare,' Sihtric yelled, knowing your truth question already.

'Goddamnit!' you laughed, 'I'm done playing this stupid game.'

You bickered over the silly truth or dare game until you both fell asleep, in your own beds, with a smile on your faces.

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'So which movie will it be?' Sihtric grinned the next evening.

You grimaced at the horror movie options on the tv, 'Eh…none?'

'No, you can't do that.'

'Why not?' you laughed, 'what happens if I don't complete the dare?'

Sihtric blinked at you, no thoughts, head empty. 'I actually don't know,' he said, to which you both laughed.

'Well, google it!'

'Fine,' Sihtric smiled. 

'Okay,' he said after a short moment, 'it says that if the player refuses to answer the question or do the dare, they have to complete a forfeit.'

'A forfeit?' you laughed, 'and what would that be?'

'I'll have to think about that,' he grinned.

You got up to get a drink. 'Fine,' you chuckled, 'I don't care, but I'm not watching another horror movie.'

'Okay,' Sihtric was quick to follow you, 'if you don't watch a movie with me,' he said, closing in on you, 'you'll have to sleep in my bed.'

'Oh, really?' you smiled, looking up at Sihtric as you poked his chest.

'Mhm,' he hummed, taking your hands, 'really.'

'And what if I don't complete the forfeit?' you taunted.

'No, that's not an option,' he smiled, pulling you closer.

'Is that so?' you moved your hands up his biceps as he circled his arms around your waist.

'It's the way it is, I didn't invent the rules,' he gave you a sly smile.

'Well, I refuse,' you shrugged, grinning.

'Okay. Then you'll have to kiss me,' Sihtric teased as he leaned in.

'Oh, that's also a rule?'

'Yes.'

'I don't know,' you pushed up to your tiptoes, 'it seems like you actually are inventing rules now.'

'Maybe I am,' he brushed his lips lightly over yours as he smiled, 'you got a problem with that?'

You wrapped your arms around his neck, 'I didn't say that.'

'So,' Sihtric nuzzled your nose softly, 'what will it be? Sleep in my bed or kiss me?'

'Can't I pick both?' you giggled.

'No, you'll have to watch a movie to get both.'

'Fine,' you sighed, 'I'll sleep in your bed then.'

'Really?' he frowned, disappointed you weren't going to kiss him right now.

'Yep,' you shrugged and snuck out of his arms, grabbed your drink and headed back to the couch.

****************

'Why is your bed so small?' you huffed an hour later.

'It's a single bed for a single person, lady,' Sihtric sighed.

'Then why do you ask me to sleep with you?' You grinned as you hoarded all the blankets.

'No, I didn't ask you,' he said and took a hold of his blankets, 'I dared you to watch a movie with me, which you refused, and then I was forced to come up with a forfeit.

'Well that's your fault then.'

'No,' Sihtric said, 'no. I thought you would watch a movie with me, and if you would have done so, then you wouldn't be here right now.'

'Sihtric,' you looked at him, tugging the blanket, 'you only dared me to watch a movie so I would end up in your bed again anyway.'

'No,' Sihtric pulled his blankets hard, which you held onto, and you accidentally ended up rolling on top of him as he yanked the blankets over to his side.

'Oh,' he said, blinking rapidly at you, and he cleared his throat, 'n-no, I merely dared you to watch a movie, hoping you'd be scared again, so I could come over to your room and sleep in your bed, which I know is bigger.'

'If you wish to sleep in bed with me, why don't you just ask?' you looked at him with big eyes.

Sihtric shrugged and smiled, tracing your lips with his fingertips. You lost all self control and suddenly pecked his lips.

 'Hey!' Sihtric said, 'no, you had to watch a movie if you wanted to sleep here and kiss me.'

'Well, fine, I guess I broke the rules then so I'll just leave,' you smiled.

You pushed yourself up but Sihtric was quick to pull you back and he flipped you over on your back, which he did surprisingly smoothly with the limited space his bed gave.

'Hey-!' you giggled.

'No, you can't leave,' he smiled, looking down at you, 'unless you wish to leave, of course.'

'... Not really.'

'Not really?' Sihtric leaned in, 'what do you want then?'

'Truth or dare?' you grinned.

'Truth,' Sihtric gave you a cheeky smile.

'Why did you pick me as a roommate?'

'Because,' he said, 'the others were all students.'

'So?' 

'So?' he laughed, 'they're too young.'

'Too young to lure in your bed?' 

'Lady!' Sihtric laughed, shocked, 'too young in general! There's no fun in living with a student if you're not one yourself. And also, you're the first roommate I've ever lured in my bed,' he smiled, then quickly said, 'truth or dare?'

'Truth,' you smiled.

'What did you think of me when you first saw me? Because I remember your big eyes.'

'No!' You laughed and hid your face behind your hands, but Sihtric took your hands, leaning in closer. You felt your core heat up at the pleasant weight of his body.

'Truth,' he reminded you with a mischievous chuckle.

'Fine,' you sighed, 'I thought you were really hot.'

'I knew it!' Sihtric laughed.

'Truth or dare!'

'Dare,' Sihtric shrugged.

'I dare you to take your shirt off,' you taunted.

'Fine,' he said, wasting no time to take off his shirt, and he threw it on the floor before he brought his body back on top of you.

'Truth or dare?' Sihtric smiled as he whispered.

'Dare.'

'I dare you to take off my pants,' he grinned, one eyebrow raised.

'Fine,' you said, pushing him off you.

Sihtric got up out of bed and chuckled when you pulled his sweatpants down, and he quickly kicked them off his ankles.

'Kiss me,' you blurted out as you pulled him back in bed.

'That's not how this game works, lady,' he smiled and cupped your cheeks.

You rolled your eyes and smiled. 

'Truth or dare?' you asked, wrapping your arms around his neck.

'Dare,' Sihtric's voice became raspy.

'I dare you to kiss me.'

'Hmm… what's the forfeit?' he asked with a cheeky grin.

'... You'll have to fuck me,' you giggled.

'Oh, really?' Sihtric smiled, pulling you on top of him, 'then I'll gladly complete the forfeit, lady.'

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[cineflections]

You know, if there was one manga that would be adapted to live action and succeed, I never would have guessed it to be this one.

I'm ofc talking about the One Piece Live Action on Netflix

A whole day binge right after release, I was READY, and thankfully, I was not disappointed. There are cuts and streamlining of the story, characters coming in earlier than in the manga/anime, and some of the emotional bits don't hit as hard as in the original. Still, I can feel the love the production team has of One Piece. The characters are goofy and lovable, but they are also serious and straight-faced.

One thing that I noticed throughout was the constant close up to faces and sometimes straight on, as if almost breaking the 4th wall. The very first scene with Luffy is like this, but there he DOES look into the camera directly, but the pov of the camera is revealed to be a newsbird. It's like a statement that they know this is a silly pirate romp, they know that some people will not take this seriously, but they will not do 4th wall breaks silly, but in-universe silly. Does that make sense?

I laughed at several points in the show, big and wide smile on my face and pointing at the screen several times...

But I do wonder how much of my laugh was on the show's on merit or if I was only calling back on the the source material. At times I did feel the straw hat crew not being as iconic as in the manga/anime. The extreme reactions, the over the top noises and actions, at the same time I realize that real people generally don't act like that.

I appreciate the show runners attention to details. Putting stuff in to tease future arcs, adapting some cover stories, some of the complete unhinged behaviors of characters (Garp I'm looking at you!).

This show adapted Romance Dawn, orange town, syrup village, baratie, and arlong park.

There are so many moments that are almost scene by scene taken from the manga. Luffy in the barrel and meeting Koby. Alvida with her giant spike club. We got to see some pre-captured Zoro moments (particularly him killing a baroque works agent!), Nami being a sneak.

Then we meet the one and only clown Buggy! They hammed him up, they made him a showman and a real clown (with a real bulgy nose as well, props!). I loved Buggy. Goddamn what a show stealer. Excellent casting, his devil fruit was show cased so well and it looked good!

Usopp's introduction is the most changed. The kids are gone and the Black Cat pirates never call in the entire crew or Jango. Instead of the fight on the slope by the beach it's instead in Kaya's house from which they cannot escape. The actor for Kuro nailing the mannerism and hand movements, altho his "teleporting" looks a bit wonky.

With Baratie we are finally introduced to Sanji! Who's British now 😆. And Mihawk's introduction tho! Badass and just so over the top and goofy. I love him so much! This is where we got the biggest change where we instead get Arlong and crew coming in smashing the place up (a tiny bit). Arlong may not be as tall as he should be but I love the practical approach instead of CGI, which means he actually feels present! All the fishmen we see are guys in costume and prosthetics!

Arlong Park felt a bit more rushed than the earlier parts, but I do think they nailed *that* scene tho.

If the bar for live action adaptation was below the ground, I would say now there's a new bar, which is on the ground 😅. I think it's a solid show but it might be my bias talking. I do have some gripes tho.

One thing that was constant in East Blue Saga was how much village people hate or are scared of pirates. I think they got the marines right, and the pirates, but they failed to really have the village people be a character in their own right. In the manga and anime the villagers are mostly a monolith who will think and act alike in situations and be part of the happenings either by watching or fighting. We got just about none of it here, except a mention in Arlong Park. They did some really good and cool world building with lots of people populating the sets in the background - but that's it, they're just extras to fill out the screen. There are ofc a few exceptions but I felt it was not enough.

I wish they had Luffy be more agile when using his gum-gum powers. Whenever he springs a pistol or a whip is stands in place, which I found boring (and they did so well with Zoro's fights!). I do think the explanation is that they decided for Luffy to be coming into his powers as we go. That we will learn with him all the things he can do (him not knowing he can blow himself up like a balloon proves this). I hope that in season 2 (please netflix!) they show the growth in his fighting!

But to end this long post. I just wanna say how much I fucking love the dude playing Mihawk. Goddamn he's so fun. MVP.

For the straw hats, I would say that Usopp feels the closest to manga version, and Luffy feels the most distant from it. But I don't dislike this, and I think the actor for Luffy has so much potential to really make the role his own.

It will never be "just like" the manga and anime, but that's ok! It's a new adaptation (in live action) made by people you can tell loves the source material and really really tried to make it work! I respect that, and I respect this show. Please watch it on Netflix! It's a fun and silly time, just like it should be!

[hype-blue-fixation]

Pt. 1/2 | The Purest Kind of Entertainment | SFW Tickle Fic [RadioRose QPR]

I wanted to make a tickle fic and the plot thickened. If you want to skip this introduction/plot then here's the second part.

Sitting around the TV to watch different programs had become the typical night time activity. Charlie begged Alastor for weeks to take his turn sharing a “picture show,” to which he constantly made up polite excuses to let someone else go instead. But tonight the princess of Hell would be fancied something different.

“What in Heaven is this?” Angel barely lasted 5 minutes into the program before he showed annoyance for it.

“I told you before, it is called the Queen's Messenger. Very historical and groundbreaking for its period. Without this, Voxtech would never exist.” Alastor raised a brow, holding back his impatience behind a smile.

One by one, the others dropped off to sleep. Utterly bored with the outdated and slow-paced presentation. Even Charlie could barely keep her eyes open at the halfway point. When it finally ended, Alastor hummed at all the sleeping bodies. Silently irritated that they couldn't even bear 40 minutes of his favorite picture show. That was until Angel flittered his eyes open. “I didn't fall asleep. Are you proud of me, Smiles?”

“Mildly, I suppose.”

“Also I got a question,”

Alastor's ears pricked to attention.

“I just find it weird that the first thing you show us is an old romance slideshow. Surely the great Radio Demon don't have a soft spot for that sappy stuff, right?”

A disgruntled sigh came as Alastor turned the TV off and tiptoed his way around the sleeping demons. “History is history, my effeminate fellow. If something else were to be made first instead, I would have played that.”

As he went to slip off into the unknown, Angel followed in his distorted shadow. “I've got another question!”

The radio demon rolled his eyes. “If you must.”

“Do you ever think about sex?”

The question was both expected and unexpected at the same time. “Heavens, no.” Alastor instinctually replied.

“Then what do you do to bond with people you love? Kisses? Cuddles?”

“I've never met someone who interests me in that way, so none of the above. If we are discussing friendships, a benevolent game of cards and a night out at a bar never hurt anyone.”

Angel's eyes flickered to the snoring Husker. He knew very well how card games turned out in Alastor's book. Perhaps the topic really was hopeless. Perhaps Al really was a psychopath demon with no chance at anything beyond Hell. “I see. Goodnight, then. Don't be gettin too spooky out there.”

A hum of relief came from Alastor as he found the spider demon leaving. Finally some peace. A short lived peace. It wasn't too long before questions began filling his head.

“How do I show love to the people I care about?”

“Shut up, I don't love anyone.”

“Oh, but you do! Isn't she the reason you want all this power to begin with?”

“It's a lost cause. Everything I'm doing is for me, now. Hell is forever and I've earned it.”

“But what if that darling Charlie is truly onto something? And there are people here that you love too, yes? Do you ever let them know that?”

The inner dialog could have gone on and on in painful bouts of excuses and rebuttals, unsorted feelings that he preferred to keep repressed. When he began feeling this way, there seemed to be only one person in Hell that could set him straight.

[gatitties]

Rejection

─ Tenjiku x fem!reader

─ Summary: Rejection was never good for anyone, except these guys who find it funny... right?

─ Warnings: none

Part one / Part two / Part four

You sat quietly waiting on a park bench near your institute, watching how some children played with the snow piled up on the ground, without a hint of emotion until you saw how one of those children slipped and fell face down on the ground, then yes you smiled, ah, childish suffering, did you feel sorry for it? yes, were you going to feel bad for laughing? definitely not.

You rubbed your hands so they wouldn't lose heat, looking both ways waiting for the person you were meeting to show up somewhere. Not that you really wanted to go for a walk, but it was what was recommended and your only normal friend asked you so… what else could you do?

Unfortunately you were quite 'innocent' and you didn't notice the signs that your 'friend' was giving you, he didn't approach you for nothing to try to make friends, that guy had fallen in love with you in the most stupid way possible, you just you left him a pen, but hey, we are nobody to judge the reasons for an adolescent affair, the fact is that no, you were not 'innocent', you noticed each of the boy's gestures, the loving ones, you did not reciprocate them so that he didn't get his hopes up and you decided to ignore his advance attempts to maintain a platonic relationship.

Which brings you to today where he practically asked you on a date disguised as a normal friends outing, you accepted him hoping he wouldn't make one of those declarations of love… seriously, you thought people had too idealized the idea of asking someone out romantically, when in truth it was as simple as asking outright.

And this also led to a certain group of guys ─gossip─ being hidden a few meters from your position, mainly the Haitani brothers, Hanma and Shion because he was a drama-loving idiot, the others just decided to ignore the issue. They found out because you sometimes talked about your friend in the group chat of Tenjiku, they just did a little more digging and voilá. They wanted, mainly, to make fun of you, whether you get rejected or get a partner, they understood that you were the one in love and that's why you avoided the subject for the most part when the brothers tried to flirt, poor them and your friend.

Talking about the devil…

"I'm glad you didn't reject my offer like the other five times…!"

"It's not that I reject them out of choice, you always choose the worst days to go for a walk."

"Y-yes, well, shall we go?"

You nodded, ignoring the blush on his cheeks, the morning passed quite normally, you didn't do much more than go to the temple to make some offerings for Christmas, visit the markets and eat something in some food stalls. The only thing you noticed was your other friends, yes, they thought you wouldn't notice them dressed in a fake beard and a red pompom hat, you took advantage of your school friend having to escape to the bathroom for a few minutes to stare at them, you sighed, shaking you head.

"Creepy bitches…"

You vocalized for them to get the message that came out as a whisper while you showed them the middle finger, earning only laughs from them. The date continued for a while longer, now you were more aware of the presence of the other four, but you decided to ignore them, you could scold them at another time.

"Can we sit there for a moment?"

Your friend pointed to a bench a little further away than the rest, you frowned as you saw how one of these pretty pink-leafed trees was positioned next to it, like a small lake, what the hell was this now? A romance anime? You hoped that what you had in mind would not happen, you both sat in silence, you looking at the floor, losing the desire to continue communicating while the boy moved his hands nervously, until he steeled himself to speak again.

"So… do you know that you are very pretty? I'm sure you've been told this many times, but seriously, I- I think I like you a lot-, I don't know if you feel the same way, but I would like, I- could I have a chance with you? I really love you!"

Oh, nothing goes the way you want it, does it? You didn't know whether to give him a hug to comfort him or pay him to have his eyesight operated, but you didn't have time to react when his hands grabbed yours, unconsciously your gaze darkened and you looked directly into each other's eyes in a long and tense silence that you decided break with a sigh

"I'm not interested, sorry."

You tried not to use your flat and uninteresting voice, but it was impossible, you saw the change of expression in the foreground, how his heart broke, you swore you heard a distant laugh too familiar, but you took it to the back of your mind. This boy was still your friend and you had to console him for a few minutes until he accepted his rejection for now, he decided to leave completely defeated while you were left alone on the bench, looking at the cloudy sky.

“That was fucking painful! Did you see his expression!?"

You looked ahead to find a Hanma crying with laughter, Haitanis with a shit-eating smile, and Shion just as happy to see someone mentally destroyed.

“We thought you were the one with the crush, you know? But this was so much better, you're such a heartthrob like me, wouldn't that make us the perfect couple?"

Ran strutted to sit next to you free as the other was occupied by a still laughing hysterical Hanma who was being patted by Madarame to catch up on lost air.

"Yes, a perfectly toxic relationship."

It was Rin's turn to almost choke on his own saliva when laughing at the refusal you gave his brother, it was worth laughing even though he later received a punch from Ran to shut his mouth, even with that he didn't care insinuate too.

"I think we have a better connection and I wouldn't cheat on you like Ran does with his girlfriends."

"I would be much better than all of you, on my way to being the favorite."

You looked silently at Hanma who had gone ahead to answer before you complained about Rindou's words, you sighed heavily, exchanging glances with Shion, you smiled internally and he looked at you as if a question mark was flying over his head.

"If I want shitty boyfriends, yes, you are there, but I think that from here, the best boyfriend would be Shion."

You shrugged, turning on your phone to check the time and scan Twitter while the boys succumbed to your words, complaining and proclaiming themselves the best boyfriends while Madarame froze, a small blush on his cheeks because no one had ever noticed him like that ─and it's not like you two had the best relationship of the group─, although you certainly didn't, you just wanted to annoy the others by using him as a card.

What you didn't expect is that they started arguing enough to start making a list of pros and cons about dating, a discussion they got you into because they needed to know everything about your red flags and things related to having a good partner, to add fuel to the fire someone else showed up.

"What are you all doing here?"

Everyone was silent when they saw Izana accompanied by Kakucho, both of them had been shopping for Christmas and by chance they ran into you. The truth they weren't going to admit is that they were also curious about your supposed crush but didn't want to let others know, so these two had also been following your date from afar, only they clearly knew how to hide it much better.

"We discussed to know who would be a better boyfriend than Madarame for her."

"Why is Shion ranked as the best?"

Kakucho dared to ask, looking directly in your direction, all his curious eyes now looking at you, you weren't going to deny that you felt a bit self-conscious by their intense gazes, you frowned, kicking the snow lightly.

"Why does that matter anyway?"

"Is it because you like him?"

And with Izana's simple accusatory question, they started arguing again, you rubbed your temples, noticing how the blonde sat unusually calm and not overflowing energy of idiocy everywhere.

"Do you seriously think I'm the best among them?"

He murmured, you looked directly at him for a few long seconds without blinking, you shook your head slowly, noticing another stricken look just like your friend's half an hour ago when you rejected him, wow what's up with these guys all sensitive over a few simple words.

"I'm not saying that you're a worse boyfriend for that, anyway I only said it to annoy them, I'm sure that despite being a bully and a psychopath, you can become a good boyfriend."

You tried to make him feel no worse, although you didn't try to hide the fact that he was still insane from enjoying beating up other people, but he thanked you in silence anyway.

"Wait, how do you make your comparison? Are you comparing us to your ex-boyfriend or something to determine if we're good enough or something?"

Ran's question silenced everyone, looking in your direction again, your social battery was running low at this point from so much collective idiocy and so many personal questions, still, you answered honestly.

"I've never had a partner, I'm not based on anything in particular, only on how that person treats others or their attitude."

"You've never had a partner?!"

"No?"

"Is this a joke or something?"

You denied Izana's question, ignoring Hanma's outburst of surprise, the others remained silent trying to assimilate that you hadn't had a partner, Kakucho was the one who dared to delve into the subject, in a more respectful way.

"Is there a specific reason…? If you want to answer of course."

You remained silent for a couple of minutes, thinking about all your years of life and interactions with other people as well as thoughts about yourself. You looked up from your clasped hands, looking at each of them for a brief moment, ending in the boy's bi-colored gaze.

“Well…it's hard trying to love someone else when you don't even love yourself." you let one of your biggest insecurities escape to the small group, softening your words of self-hatred, you decided to ignore the silence you had created, coughing and getting up from the bench "See you guys another time, I still have to buy the gifts for my parents, have a nice day and Merry Christmas."

You didn't wait for them to answer or come to, you left them thinking about your words for a few minutes, realizing now all those little moments with you, your impassivity and indifference hiding the little glimpses of insecurities.

"I think I'm glad she decided to reject that guy."

"Yeah… wait, how do you know that?"

Ran narrowed his eyes, looking at his leader, only receiving a menacing smile in response, silencing not only his doubts but also those of the other three who carelessly followed you.

Before they had a silly interest in you, just for teasing you by playing silly flirt, but now they started looking at you slightly differently, what was a little friendly interest was turning into a love interest, would a rejection be as fun if was this time one of them?

[halloweenismyfav]

: ̗̀➛ I'm proud to say that I'm a part of the TWST collab ("who does the prefect like?") hosted by @dulcesiabits!!! I hope that you all enjoy this╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯💖💖

—❥ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ ɪ ғᴀɴᴄʏ ʏᴏᴜ

warnings: none

genre: romance, fluff, (attempted) comedy

pairing: riddle rosehearts x gn!reader (+ platonic first years hehe)

word count: 884

extra notes: the reader is the ramshackle prefect!

♪ london boy – taylor swift

—♡ “Do you know why we called you here for this meeting, (Y/N)?”

“Uhh. . .This is my dorm, y’know, you’re the ones who asked to come over–”

“That’s besides the point!”

“The point is. . .”

“We know you’re dating Riddle.” ♡—

『••♡••』

So, you’re probably wondering how this all started. Well then. . .Let’s start from the beginning, shall we?

— ʚ The Study ‘Dates’ ɞ

It all started with a small study date. It wasn’t even a date at the time, it was just Riddle helping you study for a test (as repayment for helping him round up some loose hedgehogs a few days prior).

The other first years didn’t really think anything of it at the time but they didn’t expect the study ‘dates’ to keep happening. It even got to the point where you were cancelling plans with them just because of these study sessions with Riddle. But hey, maybe it was just you wanting to get good grades for you and Grim, right?

— ʚ Your Phone ɞ

Usually when you hung out with the first years, you would only use your phone to show them something funny or to use Google to prove someone (typically Ace) wrong about something.

But now something felt. . .off. You were looking at your phone a lot more often than normal and were even giggling at whatever was on your screen.

You’ve never giggled at your phone.

What was even weirder is that you would lay your phone faced down so no one could read your messages. People usually only did that when they were hiding something. That's when Ace came up with a quote-unquote ‘brilliant’ plan. (Spoiler alert: it backfired.)

— ʚ The Stupid Brilliant Plan ɞ

When Ace suggested following you and Riddle around to see what you both did, Sebek and Deuce were yelling about how it was an invasion of privacy but Epel didn’t seem to mind the idea. Jack didn’t even react other than slapping the palm of his hand onto his forehead at the stupid plan that Ace concocted.

Needless to say, the dumb idea was put into motion.

The group put on disguises they deemed as acceptable before following you to the library. So far the study session was normal. Just Riddle going through the subject and making sure you understood everything he was saying. Sure, there were a few moments where his knee brushed yours and he got a bit too close for the first years’ comfort, but nothing that could make them 100% sure whether you were dating Riddle or not.

They watched as you both put your textbooks into your bags and that's when they saw it. . .Your lips pressed against Riddle's in a simple yet sweet kiss. His hand interlocked with yours for a second, giving it a light squeeze before letting go. A smile that neither Ace or Deuce have ever seen graced Riddle's face—a smile that was full of love and a bit of shyness.

“My rose, what did I say about PDA?” The dorm head seemed anything but annoyed despite what his question may have implied. That smile never leaving, instead it simply grew when your hand reached for his yet again. “I know, sorry! I just couldn’t help it. Plus it’s not like anyone is around~♪”

BLEGH. That was the only thought running through the first years’ minds (minus Jack, he was just glad that you’re happy in all honesty). Ace and Deuce couldn’t believe their eyes. Their dorm head was secretly a softy but for their FRIEND? The two thought they were going to faint on the spot.

Before they threw up their lunch, they quickly ran back to Ramshackle.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”

“RIDDLE? FOR REAL?!”

“THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!”

“WHY WOULD THE HUMAN KEEP THIS FROM US IF THEY TRULY RESPECT US?!”

After your friends finished their mini breakdown, that’s when they decided it was time for an interrogation.

『••♡••』

So, back to present time!

You sat on the dusty couch while the boys’ all stood in front of you. “So, what do you have to say?”

“Well, first of all, I don’t like that you decided to spy on me. Second of all, if you were really my friends. . . Wouldn’t you just wait for me to say something when I was ready?”

Well that certainly wasn’t what they expected to hear. Suddenly they felt something akin to guilt.

“I was actually going to tell you soon since Riddle seems like he wants to take this relationship seriously but guess I don’t need to do that now.” You couldn’t help but sigh before standing up and flicking Ace’s forehead. “Ow! You–. . .Y’know what, I deserved that.” He couldn’t even argue with you on that one.

“Nonetheless, you guys are my friends, so as long as you are happy for me in the end then it’s fine,” you spread out your arms, “Group hug?” That crooked yet loveable smile was hard to say no to. No matter how much they tried to act like that didn’t like the hug, you knew that they didn’t actually mind it one bit.

“I just have one condition if you're dating Riddle.”

“That being?”

“If I ever catch the two of you being all sappy or lovey-dovey then I won’t be able to talk to you for the rest of that week.”

“Oh shut it, Ace!”

Hope this was enjoyable cause my writer's block is still being a pain (╥﹏╥)💖💖💖 — 💘 Hallow 💘

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - all these kisses Korea, are you feeling okay?

Entirely subjective yadda yadda. Organized sorta by favs in each category.

Sept 2023 Wk 2

Ongoing Series - Thai

I Feel You Linger in the Air (Fri grey) ep 5 of 12 - I did think the sketch was done AFTER they’d become lovers. Meanwhile, I do enjoy the creepy slipping through time moments, adds nicely to the tension. I’m sublimely uninterested in all the hets but that's normal for me. Bit of a slow episode, but I'm looking forward to next week. 

Dangerous Romance (Fri YT) ep 5 of 12 - Cohabitation trope activated. Also "lovable grandma" is a new BL archetype I can get behind. Honestly PerthChimon's dynamic is good, it’s fun to watch a Thai BL where the leads are actually both stellar actors. There’s no stilted awkwardness to their dialogue back & forth or other interactions. I also like having MarcPuwin back on my screen. NO DAMN SINGING. Finally a fun twist on the faen fatale. 

Hidden Agenda (Sun YT) ep 10 of 12 - I like that we’re seeing actual realistic consequences of coming out. Not the big parental freak out, but the small nasties of opening up as an everyday queer. This is rare in BL.  

Naughty Babe (Sat YT) ep 3 of 8 - Lap sitting, lots of kissing, one arm counter lift - thank you, boys. Stupid tiny dog (not a euphemism). Is it just me or does Max look extra pretty these days? Anygay, it’s all quite silly and I'm mildly enjoying it.  

Be Mine Super Star (Mon Viki) ep 11 of 12 - I remain enamored of Big Daddy & the Hot Doc but nothing else. 

Venus in the Sky (Tues iQIYI) 3 of 10 eps - Their history and the consequences of the confession to their friendship all seems a little sad & cruel. But also it’s just this pulp, ya know? 

(10 points to the True Geek who gets that reference.)

Only Friends (Sat YT) ep 6 of 10 - I want Mew’s moms’ story as a GL. (Not from this team, of course.) Ah even Sand can be a lying creep, best not to like anyone in this show... frankly, best just not to like this show. And ya know what, I'm pretty sure I really don't.

Could I make something clear? You can’t "steal a lover from someone." That's puerile thinking. That lover wants to go. It’s the lover’s fault (if anyone) not the one who stole that lover, no matter how much an asshole Top is. Sand’s ex is at fault, not Top. And screw Sand for thinking that way. Like his ex wasn't a whole person in their own right capable of making decisions?

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) ep 3-4 Marry Go Round of 24 eps - The premise of this is dumb. The pair is fun. They still kiss great. The actors are good. Crap story. What can you do? Don’t watch it. 5/10 

I need to rewatch Destiny Seeker now. 

Love in Translation (Sat iQIYI) ep 5 of 10 - Omg. Too stupid to live. Why am I still watching this? How many more? Ugh. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Why R U? (Korea Wed iQIYI) eps 7-8fin - SaifahZon (no matter what country) are probably the softest enemies to lovers ever put on screen. Yes they are very cute and I like them better than the original. However, no one can out do ZeeSaint for the count down kiss on the rooftop. All in all, I enjoyed the final 2 eps, very cute. I liked this BL a lot but I’d love to know what somebody thought who hadn’t seen the original.

Ultimately, what can I say about Why R U? Korea?

Korea decided to remake, of all possible Thai BLs, Why RU? And that is exactly what we got: a short form, clean & pretty, uneven chemistry, slightly confusing, all the same tropes KBL that kind of cliff-noted the original but with none of the heat or complex relationship dynamics. I just … what world is this? Because it is BOTH bizarro land, and EXACTLY what I expected. How do I rate something like that? In the end I have to go back to simple questions: did I like it, would I rewatch it, and would I recommend it? Yes. Probably. And probably not. What the actual hell reality? 8/10 

You Are Mine (Taiwan Fri Gaga) eps 1-2 of 10 - Office romance, broken-grumpy + innocent-sunshine. (Also cutie devil meets angel bestie hotties.) Gotta say, Taiwan is awfully good at moments of recognition. I sense some whipping boy and obsession incoming, looks good on you, Taiwan. Do I like it? Of course I like it! 

Kisseki: Dear to Me (Taiwan Tues Viki & iQIYI) ep 5 of 13(?) - Taiwan never met a trope it didn’t wanna play with. Teacher student + secret relationship, there’s only one bed but they slept together on the floor anyway... it’s a trope gum ball machine. I'm not mad, a bit confused, but who cares.

My Personal Weatherman AKA Taikan Yoho (Japan Sat Gaga) ep 5 of 8 - Uh-oh baby is sad. Yo is such a drama queen - I respect that in a boy. Also, I love it that W took it as and excuse to play Real Boyfriends. Also leaning v obsessive stalker there Japan. As expected you had to go there. Carry on, you do (and track on your creep app) you.

Minato's Laundromat Season 2 AKA Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 (Japan Thu Gaga) ep 11 of 12 - Ugh. I kind of enjoyed seeing Minato in pain and having to work for the relationship for a change. But that’s just because I’m so frustrated with his character this season and I want him to SUFFER. Sides are cute tho. I like them better this season. 

It's Airing But...

Crazy Handsome Rich (Sun Gaga) ep 3 of 10 - I just can’t. The sound. DNF 

Bump Up Business AKA Bump Up Project (Korea movie) original cinema release was 9/15 but MDL indicates it's been moved to October so I'll shift my dates. Last status update. Love story between a trainee who is about to debut and a celebrity from the same agency (based on a webtoon). Kpop boy group OnlyOneOf signed on to star. They’ve been auditioning for this since Libido IMHO. You can watch me chronicle their BL MV series in this post. It’s from Idol Romance who will do sad but can do good kisses (Wish You, Nobleman Ryu, Once Again, Kissable Lips, Poongduck 304, Tasty Florida, Tinted With You).

In case you missed it?

What Did You Eat Yesterday? is now available on Gaga. If you enjoyed Our Dining Table, you will enjoy this. 

I did a quick analysis of 2 different acting styles based on these 2 boys here.

Boyband, I finally watched the 6 eps that are available. It aired earlier this year and was hard to find. For good reason it turns out. Yes it’s about a Thai boyband so I skipped all the singing bits. I like the actor playing Juju (Brothers). Also hi Art, are you actually ageless? Lots of other familiar faces popped up like Copter, Max, Fluke. It actually started as a solid little story (if not much of a romance). The stuff with the organizers was v boring and there were 2 het sides but the rest of it was palatable. Operative word being was. Something happened around ep 3, like they lost funding as well as distribution and it just... fizzled. No real ending, no character dev, no story resolution, just blank. It’s like it DNF’d itself. 3/10 I don’t know what I just watched and neither does it. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

Still To Come In September

9/26 I Cannot Reach You AKA I Can't Reach You AKA Kimi ni wa Todokanai (Japan ????) - Adapted from the manga, childhood best friends: The cool, smart one who’s good at everything, and his average, dorky friend who struggles. Always by the other’s side, but not together in the way they truly want to be. No matter how hard they try, their hearts cannot reach each other.

9/27 Absolute Zero (Thai iQIYI) - from 2021, Studio Wabi Sabi and New Siwaj finally bring us this “time loop to prevent tragedy” romance. We don’t always get HEAs from them, so I'm on my guard.

9/27 Bon Appetit (Korea iQIYI) - from 2022, 8 eps from GoGo Studio, romance between an office worker who lives off junk food and the man next door who cooks well.

9/? Mr Cinderella 2 (Vietnam YouTube?) - it's Vietnam so your guess is as good as mine.

2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED).

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Just look at the PRETTY! His makeup is flawless this series. I don't know who GMMTV hired new for makeup recently, but this ain't Thai style, this genius trained at the feet of Korea's finest. You keep that bitch (hon. gender nu) around, GMMTV, ya hear? (Hidden Agenda)

Gah, I love Yai so much. He tries so hard. He's such a sweet earnest character. He's like the angel-baby opposite of Chan (devil-baby) but they both my 2023 babies. (I Feel You Linger in the Air)

You know I love it when a BL gets meta about tropes. Here's Why R U?K calling out enemies to lovers.

Kabedon!

Yes we like all the snacks, thank you Korea. Your BL is basically snack food anyway. I'm not mad about it.

SWITCHES! I love it when we get this kinda thing. (All Why R U? Korea)

It me in all horror movies and whenever a boy starts to sing in a BL. (Venus in the Sky)

(Last week) 

[abcwordsurge]

ok here we go, as promised, queerplatonic floui headcanons!

*proceeds to sit and stare at the computer for like ten minutes, motionless*

ah-hah ok, the headcanons have loaded, there they are under the cut:

they know each other so so well. they can almost always predict what the other is thinking or planning, and most often they're the first to notice when the other is feeling sad or annoyed or whatever. they just. they get each other

you know that butterflies feeling you get when you're thinking about a crush or whatever? (I dunno, I'm told that's what happens when you allos get crushes) there's little to none of that between Loui and Flo. they're so comfortable with each other that there's no reason for nervousness, or quick heart rates, or whatever else you alloromantic people claim you feel

Loui is chill like 90% of the time, right? but he absolutely cannot keep his cool when he's talking to Spain, because he's just so furious that Spain was, um, not the best parent to Florida

Florida is a bit romance repulsed, and Loui is so so careful about making sure that nothing they do makes Florida uncomfortable (like, they cuddle and all that, but no kissing on the lips, but Florida does like it when Loui kisses his forehead or fingers- and there are just so many little things that Loui makes sure Florida likes before he does them)

they call each other "Floridile" and "Louigator" (found this one in my notes, I apparently came up with it like months ago and completely forgot)

when Florida gets a new hyper fixation, he's always so excited to go over and tell Loui all about it, and Loui just sits and watches him with the dopiest smile because he's so happy to see Florida so excited

Loui struggles with self doubt sometimes, and when he does, Florida always goes right to him. he'll try to distract Loui with TV or crime or goofy stories, but if Loui's not feeling it, he'll just sit there. y'know, to show that he'll always be there for him

they're absolutely codependent, but, like, in a cute way

please feel free to share your own queerplatonic floui hcs if you have any; I always love to hear more about my boys

(@sleepdeprivedsimp234 @lunearobservatory @misery-has-no-company-now, thanks for being willing to hear me ramble haha)

[athousandbyeol]

discussion #13 (only friends): 'fire' as a prominent and reflective symbol of topmew's relationship

this is so random, but i just realised that topmew's relationship has a lot to do with fire.

top's trauma, mew burning the drawing (we can really see how top flinches when the paper is caught on fire), another fire alarm set off (?) in the final ep, and their relationship (also their personality) in general.

it's like their relationship (or mainly top's story arc) centres around the fire. the fire—in this context—varies. passion. fear. pain. love. sacrifice. i love how there's a connection between top's trauma and the nature/dynamic of their relationship. because even though top is afraid of fire—a traumatising turning point in his life—liking mew is like playing with fire, too. but he shows resilience, perseverance, and effort to make it work. although i do believe he's afraid of this new journey—he even said he couldn't bear the idea of not holding mew again one day—the feelings he has for mew surpass everything.

additionally, liking mew also gives top purpose. i think this is a recurring theme in some dramas i'm watching right now. kanghan from dangerous romance, for example, is becoming a better person after he meets sailom. because sailom has expectations on him—sailom believes in him. and it's similar to top. we know top dates for a maximum of three months (but one thing i realise is topmew have dated for four months because the drama starts in august, and since in the previous episode, mew helped his mothers hang the christmas ornaments, it's literally four months! mew is indeed special, and top is definitely serious in this relationship).

ok. i regress.

what i'm trying to say is, after meeting mew, knowing mew, falling in love with mew and losing mew, top finally found his purpose—he wants to make mew happy. it's the only thing he wants to do. and in episode 11, top said he wanted mew to believe he wouldn't take this second chance for granted. he would be better, for mew, for this relationship. why? because he loves mew. he loves mew. that's all there ever is.

(side note: this is the most heartbreaking thing about top, in my opinion. he just looks so peaceful and happy when he's with mew. it's really devastating. he can do anything to make mew happy—even if it causes him pain—and i somehow believe it's the humblest and most selfless definition of love: when we put someone's needs higher than ours. and top is doing just that and so much more for mew. so if i see anyone says top doesn't genuinely love mew, i'm going to fcuking cry tears of blood... t_t)

so ironically, top has been living 'with' the fire—mew—all this time. but he isn't running away. mew isn't something traumatising but life-changing. he's the 'fire' that top needs to realise and understand that love is real when it's with the right person. and mew is the right person for top. and vice versa; only top can put out the fire in mew.

mew is like the oil to top's fire. the more he pours himself on top, the brighter he burns. even though it's painful, it's still oddly beautiful. they're like the fire—destructive and dangerous. but they just can't walk away from each other's life. because the fire connecting them is none other than love.

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[mixtmedea]

shadow puppets

fluff | megumi x non-sorcerer gn reader

(technically it is? but no actual romance happens..? mostly wholesome flirting? if this even counts as flirting)

cute little moment about megumi teaching someone how to make shadow puppets

cw | none, not proof-read

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the summer sky is painted with bright orange and pink as the sun begins to set.

megumi, yuuji, and nobara are perched on a wooden bench in the middle of a public park. Surrounded by greenery and roaming pedestrians, they wind back as they listen to the sound of children playing in the distance, the flapping of airborne kites, and faint chatter from anyone who passes by.

"ugh, i'm beat." yuuji huffs as he leans his head back on the bench.

nobara sifts through her tote bag to find the water she unfortunately had to purchase at a vending machine earlier when she'd forgotten her water bottle at the dorms.

"can i have some?" barely lifting his head, yuuji tries to reach for nobara's water bottle before she slaps his hand away.

"no." she says with a straight face, twisting open the cap.

yuuji sits up in defiance. "why?! it's so hot!"

"i didn't even get to drink it yet!" she hisses at him. "just get your own, there's a vending machine right there."

"it costs money!" he whines.

as usual, a bickering match begins between the two, which results in a mild cat fight for a half-finished water bottle.

megumi is too tired and warm at this point to care about how much they're thrashing around next to him with what little space they have on the bench. for the entire day, he had led the trio through an extensive tokyo tour, basically acting as their guide the entire time with his memorized facts. megumi isn't sure how many more times he can play tour guide when they constantly ask him to search up restaurants and landmarks to visit.

momentarily tuning out the noise, megumi takes a look around him, observing the way the setting sun casts shadows across the park. in front of him, his own shadow is elongated as the sun sets behind him.

combating his exhaustion and boredom, megumi raises his hands and clasps them together to form a shadow of his divine dogs. he makes sure not to accidentally summon them since they're in public.

he opens and closes the mouth of the dog so it appears to be barking in sync to nobara and yuuji's verbal jabs at each other. it's definitely entertaining for a few seconds, but after a while he starts losing interest.

until megumi notices something in the corner of his eye.

he turns his head, and notices someone sitting in the grass on a raised hill in the park, close enough to see, but far enough away that he wouldn't be able to hear them clearly if they said anything. behind them sat another small group of what he assumed were their friends, but distracted in their own conversations.

you meet megumi's gaze, having just caught him making dog shadow puppets over the concrete walkway, and he caught you watching.

before megumi can react, he watches as you grin and raise your own hand to make a shadow puppet of a dog, except with one hand, and more simplified. you wiggle your pinky to make the dog bark.

megumi raises a brow at your shadow puppet, and raises his hands to show you how to make his two-handed version of a shadow dog.

you observe, and imitate his hands, successfully creating a more sophisticated dog.

from your place on the hill, you smile at megumi, happy about a successful new shadow puppet learned. but now you start quietly questioning how many he knows.

you fan out your hands and cross your thumbs to make a bird, and flap its wings at megumi. instead of copying your version with your palms outwards, he overlaps his hands, and then crosses his thumbs so his palms face inwards.

wow, you think. a little extra, but admittedly a little cooler somehow. not sure about the logic behind that, maybe he's just cute.

once again, you try your shot at another puppet, only this time it's a bunny, and the only way you know how to make a bunny is to make a peace sign with your right hand and turn it sideways. so that's what you do, and for extra theater points, you bend the ears a few times and move your hand up and down so that the rabbit can "hop."

and to your utter amazement, that damn spike-headed stranger outdoes your peace-sign rabbit with the most complicated hand gesture you've ever seen (it's not that bad, but your mind is blown).

once again, megumi is using two hands for his shadow puppet. you don't even know where to begin, and when you try to copy his gestures, you just end up confusing yourself even more. your hands are overlapping incorrectly, controlling your fingers suddenly doesn't feel right, some fingers are out of place.

when megumi sees you poorly attempting to copy him, he stifles a laugh. softly smiling at you while he tries to suppress his amusement, he raises his left hand and points at it so that you know which hand to raise first.

you raise your right hand before remembering the difference between right and left, and you switch to your left hand. you can see him grinning in the distance.

megumi makes a claw with his left hand, but with all his fingers connected. he positions his left hand in front of him, and raises his right hand. he glances up to make sure you're following along.

in the distance, you nod at him to continue.

with his right hand, he connects his index and middle finger together, and his ring finger with his pinky, forming a V shape.

you copy him.

he turns his hand so his palm faces towards him. you copy. keeping his fingers in the same position, he bends his index finger to make the head of the rabbit.

up until that point you were following along really well, but tripped up when his fingers bent to form the head and the ears. you fidget with your hands a bit before something clicks in your head and your eyes light up, but before you can finish the rabbit, one of your friends call your name from behind you.

megumi notices you turn to say something back to your friends, and disappointment seeps into his stomach when he sees you stand up to leave. but in the distance, you turn back to face megumi. you smile as you wave goodbye, and mouth "thank you," for the new little tricks he taught you. feeling his face heating up, he gently waves back, and watches you and your friends disappear from behind the slope of the hill.

megumi takes a deep breath before sighing and turning back to his friends, who, to megumi's surprise, are very close and in his face.

"...what?" megumi hesitates

"what was that?" nobara raises her brow at him.

"what was what."

"megumi was flirting with someone!!" yuuji bellows.

"no, i wasn't."

"is that how dorks flirt?" nobara snickers.

"you'd teach strangers how to make shadow puppets but not your own friends?" yuuji dramatically but jokingly complains.

megumi snatches nobara's now-empty plastic water bottle from her hands and thwacks it over yuuji's head.

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[patdkoala]

New Neighbor

Pairing: Sam Claflin x Female Reader

Warnings: None This is Pure Fluff

LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A PART TWO I kinda want a part two

I just moved into my new apartment complex. It's nice. Clean. Quiet. And it's mostly filled with actors and actresses so the people that live here are rarely home anyway.

I'm a writer. So, I'm always home.

I sit in my apartment, turn on my ambiance lamp, have my record player on a constant rotation of my favorite tunes, and then have my cup of tea.

I will sit there and write for hours on end. If all goes well, I will have written a page and a half during those hours.

I never said I was a good writer. I'm speaking from experience.

One day I was getting home late. (I was sitting at Mcdonald's for two hours just reordering a large fry with a large Dr. Pepper.) I had just stepped out of the elevator and I heard the apartment door next to mine open and then close.

My neighbor was finally home.

For as long as I'd lived here, they had never been home. I've lived here for two years.

I set my giant Dr. Pepper cup on the counter along with my keys and wallet. I turned on my lamp and record player.

I turned it up on full volume like I have been doing for the past two years. I sat down at my desk and started to write about the people I was staring at in McDonald's. Then I heard three knocks at my door.

Quite loudly too if I must say.

"Jeez, I'll be right there!" I yelled as I ran over to the door to answer it.

I opened the door and I shit you not the guy standing there looked like that Billy Dunne fella from that Amazon show I was watching late last night.

"Excuse me, but do you mind turning that down? I'm trying to run lines and we have thin walls," He said as I just stood there and stared at him.

"Are you-" "Yes, I am the man from the tv. Now, do you mind turning that down?" He said in a grumpy old man tone that made me roll my eyes and go to turn it off.

I left the front door open and when I went back over to it, he was gone. So I shut the door and did what any sane person would do, I googled him.

'Main guy from Daisy Jones show'

Sam Claflin. Okay, so I googled something else.

'Sam Claflin movies'

So I watched some.

Okay, I watched all of them. Plus, I finished all of Daisy Jones and started Peaky Blinders.

A few days later, I realized I hadn't written anything for days. I'd been sitting on the couch ordering food to my door and only getting up to use the restroom or answer the door.

I decided to cool it on the Sam Claflin marathon. I got up and took a shower. I then deep-cleaned my whole apartment.

I finally decided to write something. So, I set up my lamp and my record player. I may or may not have forgotten about my neighbor, Sam Claflin.

I started writing and then I heard three distinct knocks at the door. It's funny how I can tell it's his knocks already.

I opened the front door and smiled up at the tall gentleman in front of me. "Hello, Sam Claflin. Would you like for me to turn down the music again?"

"Yes, I- Did you google me?" He asked as I nodded proudly. "I did as a matter of fact. I also watched your whole discography."

"What? No, you didn't. That would have taken you a matter of days."

"I did actually. I'm a big loner with no friends and all I do is spend all day writing in my sad lonely apartment. If I don't go outside for weeks nobody is gonna notice," I said as he just stood there with his hands shoved in his pockets.

"Did you watch the Hunger Games?"

"Yes."

"Enola Holmes?"

"Yes, of course, my dear Mycroft," I said with a wink.

"Peaky Blinders?"

"Yes, love the stache by the way."

"Thanks. Did you-"

"Yes. I watched everything. Even the bad romance ones and the-"

"You don't like romance movies? What woman doesn't like romance movies?"

"Ones with brains. They are all the same. They all start the same and all end the same."

"Oh, you've had your heart shattered," He said as he crossed his arms.

"What? No. I've never even been in that sick puppy love before. I've only been in serious relationships with serious men. Not dumb pretty boy actors. Also, what's with you dying in all of your films? And do you only star in book renditions?"

"Did you just call me a pretty boy actor?"

"Is the only thing you heard me say?"

He just stood there and smiled at me. His cheesy British pretty boy actor smile. And I mistakenly smiled back.

"Would you like to have dinner with me?" He asked as I then crossed my arms to match his energy.

"Okay. But, I don't want to go out."

"Okay. We can eat at my place. I'll pick you up at-"

"I can walk next door by myself. You just have dinner ready by 8."

He nodded and then he walked away from the door. I shut it and went back to writing.

I wrote a couple of pages. Nothing much.

I then started to get ready around 7:30. I wasn't going to put much time or effort into this because I don't see it as a date. I see it as a get-together with my cute neighbor who just so happens to be Sam Claflin.

I walked over to his apartment around 8:15.

I knocked three times.

"You're late," He said as I rolled my eyes and walked into his apartment without any introduction.

"Well, I figured you already don't like me so what's the harm in being a few minutes late."

"How can I not like you when I don't even know your name?"

"(Y/N). There now you have every right not to like me."

"Okay, well, (Y/N). I hope you like chicken."

"What if I was a vegetarian? Would you have something else for me to eat?"

"Are you a vegetarian?"

"No."

"Then we won't have to worry about that now do we?"

I smiled at him and then sat down at the two-seater table in the middle of his dining room. His apartment was a little bigger than mine. I guess that comes with being a big-time Hollywood actor.

He had nice things. A big Tv. A big couch. Probably even had a big bed.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't still have my twin bed from my college apartment.

His plants are fake, though. This means that he likes the ambiance that plants create but he doesn't want the commitment of keeping them alive.

"What are you doing?"

"Scoping out your apartment. Seeing if I'm going to steal it from you or not," I said as he laughed and then sat down in front of me.

He poured us both glasses of wine.

"Is this a date?" I asked as he set the bottle down.

"Do you want it to be?"

"Well, I'm just curious because you asked me out before you even knew my name. So, you are either insane or incredibly horny and will most likely fuck anything that moves," I said matter-of-factly.

"Are you a musician?" He asked obviously trying to change the subject.

"No, why do you ask that?"

"The loud music."

"Those are just some of my favorite bands. They help me write when I can't think of anything."

"Ah, you're a writer. That makes sense," He said as I glared at him from across the table.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you talk a lot and you seem to always be stuck in your own head. I've seen a lot of writers and they all have those tells."

"Okay, so you figured me out. My turn."

I studied him. I've watched all his movies. I know his Star Chart. I know what college he went to. I know when he first started acting. I know what his first movie was. I know who his first girlfriend was and I know to who he lost his virginity. He's another dumb male celebrity that has nothing secret or hidden from the media.

"I've got nothing," I said as I looked into his eyes.

Because that was the truth. I looked into this man's eyes and all I saw were these gorgeous green eyes that were just staring right back at me.

"Well, since you know everything about me do you mind if I ask you something?" He asked as he ate a piece of meat off his fork.

"Go ahead."

"Why did you watch all my movies?"

"Because I wanted to figure you out and I found it interesting that I live next to Sam Claflin the actor."

"Pretty boy actor" He added as if he were correcting me.

"Right. Pretty boy actor." I said as he turned a slight shade of pink.

"Are you usually home alone? Or do you live with someone?"

"Why? Do you want to kill me, Sam Claflin?"

"No. And why do you keep using my full name?"

"Because it's throwing you off."

"Yeah, it is."

We went on to talk about what I like to write. Which is mostly mystery and murder mystery. I stray far away from romance. It's sticky and all the same.

He learned my Star Chart. What college I went to. When I first started writing. The first novel I wrote. Who my first boyfriend was and to whom I lost my virginity.

"I hope to see you again, (Y/N) (L/N)," He said as he leaned against my door frame. (He insisted on walking me to my door)

"Well, if I ever want to see you again I know to just turn my music up too loud," I said as he smiled and then I turned around and shut the door.

I leaned against it and I swear this man stood in front of my closed door for a solid minute before walking away. I wonder if he was hoping I'd open it and let him in.

If we were going to have sex, though, I'd hope it'd be in his bed because mine can barely support my own weight.