#of course I'm going to go CRAZY on the antique decor

[die-rosastrasse]

I can't stop buying cute little vintage boxes for cute little trinkets. No one has that many trinkets, *I* don't have that many trinkets. Anyway I just bought a porcelain shell one with pretty painted roses because of course

[scalingsvt8thusiast]

Skin-Deep Chapter 9

summary: The one where you fall for Seungcheol amongst all the protests and insecurities. The one where you don't know that he's fallen for you too.

a/n: After this there will be one more chapter then we will enter part 3! I'm halfway through part 3 so :)

You found yourself sitting in Seungcheol’s burgundy Ferrari 812 Competizion, being driven up a winding path towards his family estate.

The view was breathtaking with rows upon rows of grape vines, surrounded by a lush green forest, all managed by his family’s gardeners according to Seungcheol. Maybe you would be better able to appreciate its beauty if you weren’t so bloody nervous. 

After a lengthy discussion with Seungcheol, you had agreed to meet with his parents. Reason being the sooner you met them, the sooner your would be able to return to your normal life with Seungcheol. You spent the past few days studying up on his parents. It was ridiculous what people put on the internet these days. A quick google search and you were able to find out where his father regularly played golf and where his mother went to get her nails done. You had gone a step further and memorised every twist and turn of his family company’s meteoric rise. 

In fact if asked to write a report on his parents and their company, you would probably be able to do it. No, you would probably ace it.

At your feet was a box of oranges. You weren’t sure what to bring to meet someone else’s parents so you called Seungkwan for help. The bubbly boy directed you to his family’s favourite orange supplier who guaranteed that the box you had was the best of the best. Gosh you hope his parents weren’t allergic to oranges, you were pretty sure that they weren’t. Pretty sure. 

You could feel your heart beating rapidly as you neared the massive estate. Your boyfriend, oblivious to the way you were feeling, was humming happily to a song playing over the car speakers. Seungcheol put his car into park right next to the main doors. Clambering out of the car, you wiped your sweaty hands on the back of your slacks and willed yourself to breath. You had to somehow calm down as you were going to face the final boss(es) in a few seconds. You held the box of oranges close to you, it was you and these oranges against the world. 

Your very lovely but very ignorant boyfriend dropped his keys into one of the attendants hands before rounding over to you with a big grin. He wrapped an arm around your waist and guided you to up the steps for the front door. 

As the help lead the two of you indoors, you were marvelled at the beauty of the manor. From the pristine marble floors to the intricately designed columns decorating the massive rotunda. There were large frames hanging from the walls filled with expensive pieces of art accompanied by vases which were filled with different sorts of exotic plants. You peered up at the ceiling in awe as you noticed that it looked so familiar. 

“One year my mom became obsessed with Michelangelo and all his artworks,” Seungcheol explained, “She tried to get my father to rebuild the Sistine Chapel for her, brick by brick.”

You looked at him with your mouth agape. It amazed you that people always found some new and absurd way to part with their money. 

“Of course my dad didn’t do it, he thought she was crazy.” Seungcheol shrugged.

“My mom threw a fit and he appeased her by putting up all this crap.” He waved his hand above his head, not even bothering to look up. 

“There’s my Cheollie!” A shrill voice came from the top of the staircase. 

A woman dressed in the most elegant dress came rushing down the stairs. 

“Hi mom.” Seungcheol said, already tired of his mother’s antiques. He had no idea why she was acting like she hadn’t seen him in years.  

Mrs Choi pulled her son from your side and gave him a hug. Seungcheol didn’t hug her back, giving her an awkward pat on the back.

It felt like forever before Seungcheol was released from his mother’s death grip, Mrs Choi then turned to you. 

“Hello, you must be y/n.” She said her smile dropping along with her tone as she gave you a once over. 

“Hello Mrs Choi, thank you for inviting me to your house.” You said, giving her a polite smile.

“Of course.” She said with a clipped tone. She gave you a curious look when you realised you were still holding the box of oranges.

“These are for you Mrs Choi.” You say handing over the oversized box. “I hope you like oranges!”

“You really didn’t have to.” She said, giving you a blank stare as she received the box before immediately handing it to a nearby servant.

Turning back to her son, the smile returned to her face. “Come on, your father is already waiting in the dining room.” 

You and Seungcheol were lead down a hallway and you couldn’t stop yourself from openly gawking at the art hanging on the walls, recognising a few original works from Picasso and Klimt.

“Wow Mrs Choi, you have very good taste. Your collection is breath-taking!” You said, trying to earn some brownie points. 

“Oh, are you an art collector as well?” Mrs Choi inquired curiously.

“Not really, just an avid admirer.” You replied with a gracious smile. 

Mrs Choi gave a hum of understanding. 

Just as you were about to strike up another conversation about art, the three of you reached the dining room. 

The dining table was long enough to seat at least 20 people. Stained glass windows lined every inch of the back wall showing the massive garden behind the estate. Mr Choi sat at the head of the table, right in front of the stained glass. You felt like a hero in an action novel about to face the villain.

“Father.” Seungcheol said, giving his father a curt nod. 

Mr Choi, who was busy looking at his phone, didn’t bother to acknowledge the greeting.

Seungcheol gave you an amused look as he guided you to your assigned seats. 

“Oh are other people joining us?” You said, gesturing to the empty chairs. 

“No, my parents just like the extra chairs, makes it feel like the Last Supper.” He said dryly. At this point he couldn’t wait to finish dinner and go home. 

Sitting on your chair, you weren’t even given a chance to breath before a plate of food appeared in front of you. You honestly had no idea what you had just been served, it looked like beef with dried fish skin lining the sides.

“So, you must be y/n.” Mr Choi said, cutting into his meal.

“Yes, thank you so much for inviting me to dinner, sir.” You said, you sat at full attention, not wanting to miss any questions that would be thrown your way.

“What do your parents do?” Mrs Choi asked. 

“Mom.” Seungcheol warned as he was biting into his piece of meat. 

“I just want to know what her parents do Cheol, no harm here.” His mother quipped, before turning to give you a smile. 

A little creeped out by her smile, you answered “My mom is a tailor and my father is in construction.”

“I see, what sort of construction?” Mr Choi asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“Oh, my dad does all sorts of construction here and there, he doesn’t really have a set job.” You replied, keeping a smile on your face. 

“Do you work?” Mrs Choi asked, not really giving a damn about construction. 

“I do, I work as a barista at a cafe near the university.” You explained. 

“It’s good to work these days, maybe my son could learn a thing or two from you.” Mr Choi mused, eyeing Seungcheol who was busy downing his tea. 

You gave a nervous laugh, not knowing where this conversation was going. 

“I try to work so my parents don’t have to send me money.” You offered. “I like to support myself.”

This time Mrs Choi gave you a genuine smile. “I remember thinking like you back in my younger days. Don’t you, honey?”

Mr Choi smiled at the memory, “We used to sell home-cooked food just to make ends meet, on top of that we were sending money home to our parents by the time we were your age.”

“It was tough times but it made us understand the value of hard work.” Mrs Choi continued. 

“Your parents must be very proud of you.” Mr Choi said with a note of admiration. 

“I hope so,” You joked, content that his parents seemed to have warmed up to you. 

Seungcheol gave you a reassuring smile as you tried your best to eat whatever it was that was sitting in front of you. 

The rest of dinner was filled with conversation about Mr and Mrs Choi’s hardships, they loved to talk about how they built their company from nothing to what it was today. As you ate the various plates of food filled with mystery meat, Seungcheol’s parents continued to feed you stories of their painstaking efforts in assembling a business while raising a son.

This led to you and Seungcheol being invited for dessert, much to your boyfriend’s dismay. The four of you moved to the drawing room where you were currently being served the largest slice of tiramisu you had ever seen in your life. 

“Eat as much as you want y/n, don’t feel embarrassed.” His mother resounded, grabbing onto the maid who was serving the tiramisu. “Have some more!” 

“Oh no Mrs Choi, I’m really very full!” After 10 courses of food, you really couldn’t take another slice of tiramisu. 

“Well, alright, if you insist.” Mrs Choi said, sounding dejected. 

While Seungcheol was annoyed that he was forced to stay longer than he planned, he was happy that you appeared to be enjoying yourself and his parents seemed to like you. 

“So, y/n, what are your plans for the future?” Mr Choi questioned, as he settled into the leather armchair. 

“Erm, well, I guess the next step would be to graduate.” You responded, unsure what he meant.

“Do you plan on working in the area?” Mrs Choi asked, leaning into your personal space.

“Oh, I guess that really depends on my parents. If they want me home then I will go back.” You explained. 

“What a dedicated daughter.” Mrs Choi marvelled, directed at Seungcheol more than you. 

“Well y/n, it has been such a pleasure meeting you.” Mr Choi said, smiling. “I’m sure you’ll understand when I say that you aren't suitable for our son.” 

What?

“Dad!” Seungcheol snapped as he sat up from his chair.

“I’m sorry,” You said, confused, “I don’t think I heard you correctly.” 

“Look, you are really the most polite girl I’ve ever met, your parents raised you so well!” Mrs Choi chimed in. “But you just aren’t right for our son. Seungcheol was brought up with a certain lifestyle, he needs someone who is similar to him to help in the future.”

You mouth fell open in shock, no one has ever said that to you before.

“Mom!” Seungcheol turned to give his mother a glare. 

“You weren’t raised for our lifestyle.” Mr Choi said with a businesslike tone.

“That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard in my entire life!” Seungcheol threw his hands up in the air. “I’m not going to sit here- “ 

Mr Choi ignored his son’s comments and pointed a finger a him. “You are going to take over the business and when you do you need the right girl to be by your side!”

“Ok, that’s it. We’re leaving.” Seungcheol announced before pulling you to your feet and heading for the door. 

“Cheol, stop acting like a child, you know we’re right!” Mrs Choi yelled from her seat, not bothering to stop her son.

“You marry her and everything we’ve built will go right down the drain!” Mr Choi thundered. 

Those were the last words you heard before the door slammed shut.

a/n: Criticism is welcomed <3 Much love :D

[ventitititi]

Welcoming genshin characters to your teapot

A/n: just something i think about a lot, living together with your favs in your little pocket realm. I can imagine how flabbergasted some would be when you tell them to jump in your teapot😂

I'm envisioning the emerald peak layout btw

Childe

-Probably thinks you've got a few screws loose from all the spars you guys have had the first time you cheerfully announce that you want him to get into a teapot with you.

- stares at you, dumbfounded and tilting his head at the teapot in your hands.

"so you want me to enter this...?"

- you nod enthusiastically, excited to give him a place to stay and grow your bond together.

"uhm... Traveller, are you sure you didn't hit your head too hard?"

- that's your cue to begin explaining whats going on, and finally a look of understanding takes over childes face, before he finally shrugs and says:

"well, here goes nothing."

- andddd big surprise! Your now outside your mansion, weather mild and the garden to your right.

"woah, you weren't kidding..."

- you bring him inside to show him around, bringing him to his own room before introducing him to the myriad of training equipments you have on another mountain.

-all in all, very impressed and more than happy to spend more time around you. The training gear is just a bonus, he promises.

"a beautiful home, traveler, i hope I'm not intruding too much."

Zhongli

- of course he's already familiar with the concept, but pauses to admire the teapot itself for a moment. He thinks you chose well, the artwork done in a traditional liyuen fashion.

"before we enter, i must say you have excellent taste, traveller."

-looks at your garden outside the mansion in appreciation, noting the small tea table with a smile.

- as you tour the inside, he can't help but notice you tailored his room to his tastes, antique yet elegant furniture making up most of the decor.

- is pleased by the landscaping you've done outside, making note to invite you for a walk one time. He's sure you know the area like the back of your hand, but the eternal pleasant weather coupled with company is too tempting an offer.

-all in all, will probably occasionally bring up some antique he thinks you may like, but enjoys the calm atmosphere and is more than happy to stay awhile.

"thank you, traveler, I'll be sure to stay awhile yet."

Diluc

- Another one who's extremely confused and probably also starts to think your a little crazy, too polite to comment on it though

- much to his relief you do begin to explain when you notice the odd look on his face, and with a little hesitation he's quick to enter your domain

- pleasantly surprised when he sees grape vines growing around your mansion, and even more pleased when he learns you put them around for him

- he's definitely going to examine these grapes later, might even make a special wine named after you

- finds the location to be relaxing, as theres no risk of unwanted guests *cough* kaeya *cough* since you have to approve any who try to enter

- uses the space to get away from work when he can, relaxing into his seat when he does arrive.

"thank you, traveler, for this opportunity."

Kaeya

- Also confused, not afraid to outright call you crazy.

"uhm traveller, i think you've worked yourself to insanity..."

- nods along to your explanation before touching the teapot midway

-did NOT expect to show up in some random mountain range in front of a mansion

- next thing he knows your appearing next to him, a little breathless and frantically trying to ascertain he's alright.

"I'm fine, y/n. In fact, i think your more frazzled than i am."

- thinks about how he could hold this over dilucs head when he gets back, i mean c'mon, surely not EVERYONE was granted this opportunity.

- low key drinks alchohol out of your tea set, not in an attempt to get drunk or anything he literally just can't find anything else and didn't want to be caught with the bottle.

- hangs around quite often, and compliments your decor choice for his room.

"you know me quite well, it seems."

[tempobaekh]

Till death do us apart

･:*:･✿ Pairings: Jaehyun x reader (kind of Seonghwa as well)

･:*:･✿ Non Idol imagine

･:*:･✿ Angst (?) Fluff (?) Horror, kind of mention of a corpse, a tiny bit mention of blood.

(Side note: the original story is a creepy pasta but this one is by Snarled on YouTube the only thing I have changed here is the characters for example instead of the friend snarled has chosen I choose Seonghwa, instead of the groom I picked Jaehyun and instead of the bride I choose the reader. I hope you guys enjoy this bc it's one of my favorite creepy pastas, and make sure to check out snarled's YouTube channel)

There once was a couple, Jaehyun and  Y/N, who seemed to be over the moon in love.

One of the things that brought them together was their competitive nature. They liked to push each other to be the best versions of themselves, of course all the competitiveness was friendly and well intentioned.

It sometimes meant silly little games of tag here and there or maybe some nights of hide and seek... they were both sort of adult children.

After many years they became engaged and were off to the races, competing with each other to see who can find the best venue for the best price.

But there was one point of tension in the relationship. Jaehyun was incredibly jealous of Y/N's best friend from childhood, Seonghwa, he was convinced that this so-called friend was in love with his bride-to-be and would try and sabotage the wedding by any means possible.

Y/N always had reassure him that he was over thinking things and that there was nothing to be worry about.

"You have no reason to feel this way, Seonghwa is my oldest friend. " said Y/N.

"Just tell me this," Jaehyun asked "Did you ever have feelings for him? "

Y/N paused "Yes... I have but it was years ago, please you have to understand. "

Jaehyun wasn't happy with this answer, "You have to uninvite him. "

"Are you crazy, he's my best friend. I can't uninvite him. "

"I honestly don't know if I can handle seeing him there. It's our wedding day it's supposed to be perfect. "

The couple stared at each other both silently challenging the other to give in first.

Y/N sighed, "If that's what will make you happy I'll talk to him. "

Months later the day of the wedding arrived the engaged couple had forgotten about their past arguments and were just happy that the day had come.

Y/N ended up finding the best venue for the best price, her parents large and lavish Victorian mansion.

The ceremony was going to be held outside in the gorgeous gardens and the reception would take place inside.

The guests were filling in and finding their seats while Y/N was hiding from sight near the end of the aisle.

Suddenly Jaehyun appeared next to her, "Jae you're not supposed to see me-"

"He's here, why is he here. You told me he wasn't going to come. "

"Oh my god, he's sitting in the back you literally don't have to see or speak to him."

"Well I did see him and I just can't believe you'd do this to me. "

"Really? You're gonna do this right now. "

At this point the couples voices were rising causing the guests to turn and look over at them.

"Hey, you know what will be fun. Why don't we play a game of hide and seek with all the guests, that always cheers you up and afterwards I can talk to Seonghwa again. Deal? "

Jaehyun exhaled, "I'm so sorry I know I'm being ridiculous I know that. I know he's important to you and it's not fair of me to act this way. I love you. "

Y/N pecked his lips, "I love you too, now let's play. I'll be it. "

The guests are all informed of the game of hide and seek before the ceremony and they willingly participate.

Y/N closed her eyes and began counting backwards from 50 and everyone scattered to find a hiding spot.

The property was huge so there was plenty of space. "Ready or not here I come!"

Y/N grew up in this house and knew every nook and cranny so she had no problem finding everyone... except for one person, Jaehyun the groom.

So all the other guests began to help Y/N look for him.

Y/N heard some people whisper that they thought Jaehyun might have gotten cold feet and ran away.

After they searched the entire property with no sight of Jaehyun Y/N collapsed to the floor in tears.

Seonghwa approached her, "I know this isn't what you want to hear but I think I saw Jaehyun running out the gates during  the game, I mean he could be coming back but I don't know. I'm so sorry Y/N/N."(your nickname)

The wedding was clearly no longer happening so the guests returned to their cars and headed home while Seonghwa continued to comfort the bride.

" You're my best friend and I will always be  here for you. Remember, " He held out his pinky finger, "Together forever. "

The bride smiled, wiped the tears from her eyes, and hooked her pinky on to Seonghwa's and said: "No matter what ever. "

Years went by Seonghwa and Y/N became closer than ever.

Memories of old crushes, resulted in casual dates which led to a surprisingly fast engagement, the wedding venue Y/N's parents Victorian mansion.

Y/N's parents felt a little strange that their daughter would want to plan a wedding at their home again but they just wanted her to be happy.

So Seonghwa, Y/N, and her parents began to clean out the manor.

Y/N went upstairs to see if she could find some tablecloths and decor to use for the wedding.

That's when she noticed a door, it wasn't there when she was a kid. "Mom was this door always here? "

Y/N shouted down the stairs to her mom who replied, "Oh we added that room a couple of years ago for extra storage. "

Y/N opened it to find a very messy and dusty room filled with boxes and furniture, in the middle of the room was a large antique trunk there was a lock with the key still inside.

Curious she turned it and hoisted the heavy lid with both hands.

Immediately a putrid stench seeped out through the open crack as new air flew in old air came out, she dropped the lid on the side and covered her nose.

She peered inside and her eyes went wide. The rotting corpse of a man, face stretched in anguish, lay battered and broken within the trunk.

There were scratch marks highlighted with dried blood on the inside of the lid, the man's skin was leathery and stiff just like the suit that hung across his gray flesh

The dusty and rumbled suit of 𝘑𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯.

Y/N heard footsteps behind her, she turned around to find Seonghwa in the door way.

"Seonghwa you said you saw him leave the property. You- you knew he was in here didn't you. "

Seonghwa continued to stare face devoid of all emotion. "Seonghwa did you do this? "

"We made a promise Y/N and I wasn't going to let anyone get in between us, don't you remember. "

He held out his pinky, "𝘛𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. "