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wherethefireliliesgrow · 6 months

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Make Me Happy

Huh Yunjin x Reader

GENRE: fluff

TYPE: One Shot, Long Fic

INSPIRED BY: Make Me Happy-WheeIn

"And Zeus, with his mighty thunder in hand, ruled the sky and Olympus," you read, flipping to the next page of the storybook and showcasing the colorful pictures of Zeus.

It was a Saturday morning, and you were immersed in reading stories for the children at the hospital. As a child psychology major, you relished the opportunity to connect with different children each Saturday. Your love for children made spending time with them while earning extra credit a win-win situation.

"Zeus has a wife named Hera, the Queen of Gods," you continued, pointing to the illustrated photo of Hera on her throne.

"Sometimes Zeus made mistakes, like having other friends. Hera didn't like that, but they still ruled together on Mount Olympus."

“Ms. Y/N?” a cute voice squeaked from the circle of kids in front of you. It was a small girl with short blonde hair and thick glasses.

“Yes, Kayla?” you smiled at her.

“What is M-I-S-T-R-E-S-S-E-S?” Kayla squinted, trying to read from the book you were showing. The rest of the kids leaned forward, curious about the illustrations.

“M-I-S-T-R…” The word clicked in your head, and you looked at the little girl in shock. “Where did you learn that word?”

“There,” Kayla pointed at the bottom corner of the book with her small finger.

You quickly turned the book around to check the illustration. There, at the bottom, was a scribble of words written in black marker.

Friends? More like mistresses. LOL

“What the fuck?” you muttered under your breath.

This was one of the children’s books you brought from your department’s lounge, where they keep all materials used in class.

A chorus of oohs broke out around you at the sound of your mild exclamation.

“I mean, what the fuzz?” you hastily changed your choice of words, hoping the hospital staff didn’t hear what you just said. “What the fuzzballs.”

Luckily, the children giggled at that, immediately distracted when a boy named Jake decided to share the story about how he swallowed his cat’s fuzzballs and ended up in the hospital.

The storybook took you longer to finish reading as you made sure to check every page before showing the kids the illustrations. Thankfully, there wasn’t any more writing in the rest of the book. You covered the words with a Post-It before returning it to the lounge.

It happened again after a few weeks. You were reading a Dora the Explorer book to the children, and there it was, in the smack middle of the book, a sentence scribbled in the same scrawly, obnoxiously bolded handwriting.

“Can you find the chocolate tree?” you read before staring at the page in horror.

This chick is blind, FR.

The kids whispered, trying to understand what the handwriting meant.

“C-H-I-C-K…chick!” Carter, a red-haired boy, exclaimed loudly, proud of himself for being able to read it.

“There aren’t any chickens in Dora,” Kayla chastised him, shaking her head as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“There is too,” he huffed, pressing a smudgy finger onto the page. “It says here! C-H-I-C-K. Chick.”

“Well, there’s only the big red hen. No chicks,” Kayla insisted, standing up to grab the book from your hands. The situation was about to get worse in a few seconds as you saw Carter’s face redden in frustration.

“Okay! That’s enough story time for today,” you quickly stood up, snapping the book shut. “Who wants to play Monopoly?”

“ME! ME! ME!” The kids screamed in excitement, forgetting the book altogether. It was a relief that kids forget about things so easily.

You, on the other hand, did not forget about this.

“Someone keeps leaving nasty comments in the children's books,” you huffed, dropping the Dora book in front of your best friend, Chaeryeong.

You had found her sitting in front of one of the long tables, peacefully eating her lunch in your department’s lounge. The room was slightly crowded, filled with students doing their projects or chatting with each other before classes.

Narrowing her eyes at your rude entrance, Chaeryeong slowly took off her headphones and dropped her chopsticks.

“No hello beautiful?” she asked, rolling her eyes playfully. “Why are you reading children's books anyway? Are you seven years old or something?”

“I’m reading them for the kids at the hospital,” you said impatiently, flipping open to the page where the messy handwriting was located.

“See? This person keeps writing in these books! The kids keep reading them out!”

“This chick blind, for real?” Chaeryeong snickered after reading it aloud. “Well, this person has a good point. Dora IS blind as fuck.”

You huffed, annoyed at how unserious the raven-haired girl was. But before you could open your mouth, a soft chuckle came from the table next to yours. You turned your head to come face to face with the queen bee and the captain of the volleyball team, Huh Yunjin. She grinned at you as she casually leaned on her elbows, not hiding the fact that she was eavesdropping on your conversation as the rest of her friends were engrossed in another conversation.

“See? Even Yunjin unnie agrees,” Chaeryeong said, slyly bringing Yunjin into the conversation.

She knew about your little crush on the captain ever since freshman year. You were just too chicken to strike up a conversation with her, and she was flirty by default, breaking hearts left and right. You just didn’t want to go through the heartbreak, after seeing so many girls crying in the bathroom over her.

Your eyes met Yunjin’s chocolate ones, her bright gaze felt like it was penetrating your soul. People weren’t kidding about her beauty; she really was a sight to look at. You felt your face flush as her gaze never left yours.

“Yeah, she definitely needs to get herself some glasses,” Yunjin pushed her headband a bit higher to keep her orange hair out of her face. “But I support an unbothered queen.”

Yunjin let out a little laugh, her nose scrunching adorably. You couldn’t help but stare, mesmerized by the way her full lips pulled back to show her glistening white teeth.

“Stop being gay,” Chaeryeong whispered, nudging you with her legs to wake you out of the trance.

Huffing in embarrassment and annoyance, you grabbed the Dora book and the rest of your stuff and started to put them into your bag.

“Where are you going?” Chaeryeong asked.

You could see the volleyball captain staring at you from the corner of your eye, and your ears flushed a deeper red.

“I’m going to find someone who understands how serious this situation is,” you ignored the soft snickers coming from both of the girls and turned around to walk out of the lounge.

“Let me know if you found someone who managed to get that chick a pair of glasses,” Chaeryeong called from behind you, laughter in her voice.

Cute. That was the first thing Yunjin thought when she saw you during the freshman orientation.

She was there to recruit people into the volleyball team when she noticed you, sitting in the second row, eyes barely open, mouth slightly agape as a few wisps of hair fell into your face when you started to doze off.

Ignoring the knowing looks of her teammates, she intentionally tried to get close to you, all but failing drastically. She ended up recruiting all of your close friends into the volleyball team, all but you. You were definitely not a land animal; that was all that Yunjin could say after watching you fall face-first onto the ground at any given chance.

But at least her efforts weren’t all gone to waste. Having recruited Chaeryeong and your roommate Yeji onto the team meant that she could see you in the bleachers in every game and often see you swing by during practice. Her delusional self convinced her that you were there to see her, but deep down she knew that you never even spared her a second glance.

Like today, you had once again rushed away from her as if she was the most menacing thing in the room, and you wanted nothing but to end the conversation with her. Was she really this scary? Or had you found out about her obsession with you?

“You should try to talk to her more, you know?” Chaeryeong said, raising her eyebrows as she watched her captain gaze after you leaving the room.

“Huh?” Yunjin quickly composed herself, leaning back in her chair. “With who?”

“Y/N. I know you like her.” The raven-haired girl said with a grin. “And I approve.”

“Pfft, I don’t even know her that well.” Yunjin whispered, lowering her voice to make sure her friends didn’t hear this conversation.

“I’m not Dora. I see how you look at her,” Chaeryeong pushed.

“I—I don’t look at her differently.”

Yunjin stood her ground, staring at Chaeryeong, ready to deny everything that came out of the younger girl’s mouth. But Chaeryeong wasn’t intimidated, shrugging nonchalantly as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“She finds your jokes in the books funny. Don’t let her reaction fool you.”

Laughing at Yunjin’s expression, Chaeryeon added, “I know your ugly handwriting.”

With that, the slender girl slipped her bag onto her shoulder and stood up, smiling mischievously at the blushing captain in front of her.

“Can’t believe it took you two years to make a move.”

Unconvincingly as it sounded, it really started with boredom.

Yunjin was alone in the student lounge last semester, skipping her least favorite class from Professor “Dead-Eye” Yoo and taking the liberty of finally having some alone time. Yunjin knew she was quite popular, being the captain and all, but sometimes she just wanted to go back to being that shy gamer girl she once was.

The lounge was deserted, and Yunjin flopped onto the sofa she sometimes saw you sitting on in the far-right corner. A couple of bookshelves were situated next to the sofa, completely filled with children’s books.

Scrunching her eyes in confusion about why there were so many books for kids when it was a university department lounge, Yunjin decided not to question it and got to read to kill time. But being attentive was not her strongest trait, so she soon relented to her immaturity and boredom.

Grabbing a sharpie from her bag, she started to leave dumb comments here and there in different books, as if she was the biggest book reviewer in the world. It was an immature and stupid thing to do, she knows. But at least it somehow managed to catch your attention, albeit months later.

God must’ve taken pity on her, watching her suffer through countless blind dates that her friends had arranged her to through her first two years of college, finally giving her the chance to know you better.

It was a few days after her encounter with you at the lounge with Chaeryeong, and she found you scribbling down in a brown notebook on the sofa next to the bookshelves again, this time alone. Deciding to brave herself just once, she took her breath and mustered all of her confidence before making her way towards you and flopped down onto the empty space next to you. She was going to take a chance and take Chaeyeong’s words as advice.

“Hey Y/N.” Yunjin gave you a boyish charming grin, her orange hair tousled perfectly across her leather jacket. She was effortlessly cool, and her sudden close proximity made your face heat up.

“Uh, hi, Yunjin-ssi.” You quickly bowed in respect.

“Please drop the honorifics.” The captain waved her hand, giving you a wink. “Just Yunjin is fine.”

You nodded, eyes flittering from Yunjin’s mesmerizing large ones to the record book in your hand. Unsure of what to do, you decided to awkwardly continue writing.

“What are you doing?” Yunjin slightly leaned towards you, her vanilla perfume invading your senses.

“Um... I-” You shook your head to gather your thoughts, “I’m keeping track of the books that were written on. We would have to replace them.”

“Ahh… the Dora book?”

“Yeah. I also found a new one this week, in the Ice Age books.”

“Really? What did it say?” Yunjin asked, trying to keep her face casual.

“It simply just wrote LIA next to Sid’s face.” You said, biting your lip to hold in your smile.

Yunjin, on the other hand, let out a booming laugh, enjoying the joke way too much.

“I’ll let Lia know she’s famous.” Yunjin said, after taking a few minutes to finally come down from her laughter.

Even though she was the one who wrote it, she still found it funny that her roommate, Lia, looked exactly like Sid the sloth when she was sleeping.

Trying to hide your grin, you said, “It’s not funny. The kids keep reading out the comments.”

The sight of your smiling made Yunjin’s heart soar. She was proud of herself for succeeding in making you smile, despite you not knowing it was her who left the comments. With this affirmation, Yunjin continued to make jokes with you as you talked for a bit. She would do anything to charm you, and she already had a plan hatched in her brain, something to do with your notebook.

“I’ll talk to you later, Y/N.” The captain squeezed your hand as she saw her friends calling for her.

You were disappointed to see her go, but you knew that she had better things to do than talk to you. She was, after all, one of the most popular and busiest students in your major.

“See you.” You muttered, ears red at the feeling of her hand on yours.

The captain walked towards the door, before turning back and raising her hand as a goodbye in a goofy boyish way that made your heart flutter.

It happened again, but this time, it was in your record book. Again, in obnoxiously bolded and capitalized letters, the mystery person managed to annoy the hell out of you, but you couldn’t help but find a bit of amusement in them.

HI :)

They had written this in the smack middle of a new page in your notebook, wasting the entire page. Deciding to write back for the first time, you took out your pen and wrote a small line under their loud greeting.

Don’t write in my notebook :)

Thinking this was able to stop the culprit from writing anything else, you shut the book satisfied. Oh, how wrong you were.

The next day, you found a light pink post-it stuck on top of the original page.

BUT I WANT TO BE FRIENDS :(

Annoyed at the culprit, but also at yourself for finding them cute for using a post-it instead of just writing on your book.

No.

You wrote back, slightly hesitating before slamming shut the notebook altogether. Although intrigued and wanting to know who was behind the writing, it was probably best that you don’t encourage them.

“Getting ready to dive deep into another children’s book of yours?” A familiar voice broke you out of your thoughts.

Your heart couldn't help but lurch at the sight of the orange-haired captain smiling at you, her nose scrunched adorably.

“Yeah, any recommendations? I know you love these books.” You teased back, already comfortable with her presence.

Despite not really getting the chance to talk to her that much, she had this aura that made you feel calm and relaxed, as if you could trust her with anything.

“I’ll recommend one only if you read it to me.” Yunjin flirted easily, giving you a charming grin and wink.

Caught off guard at her response, your face turned a slight shade of pink. “I-”

“I’m just kidding, Y/N.” The taller girl laughed at your flustered state. “I used to read ‘The Jungle Book’ to my sister when she was a kid, and she loved it. Maybe the kids at the hospital would love it too.”

"You have a younger sister?” You asked. This was new information to you, but then again, you and Yunjin never really talked before this semester.

“Yeah, we have a really big age difference though. She’s 10 years younger than me.” Yunjin’s eyes glinted at the mention of her sister.

“She must be really happy to have you as a sister.”

“I hope so." Yunjin said with a sad smile, “I haven’t seen her in a couple of years. She’s still in the US with the rest of my family.”

“It must’ve been hard for you to move here all alone.” You hesitantly reached out your hand to squeeze the Captain’s forearm in comfort.

She gave you a grin at your touch, and your heart fluttered at how her eyes seem to twinkle whenever she met yours.

“I’m fine now.” She said, putting her other hand on top of yours. “I made a lot of friends, and also, I got the chance to meet you.”

The flirty queen-bee you knew was back. You cleared your throat to shake off the nerves she managed to give you and pulled back from the trance she pulled you into.

Quickly checking your watch as an excuse to avoid looking into her eyes again, you noticed it was almost five p.m., the time Chaeryeon left for practice.

“Don’t you have practice?” You asked.

“Nope.” Yunjin made a pop sound at the P, which you found adorable. “We have a game next week, so I gave the girls a two-day break.”

“You’ll be watching us, right?” She asked, her eyes hopeful.

You nodded, “I never missed a game. I’m Chaeryeon’s and Yeji’s number one fan.” You grinned, proud of yourself.

Yunjin merely pouted at this, “You should cheer for me sometime. I’m playing too, you know.” She nudged you.

You laughed, trying to shake off your nervousness at her blatant flirting. “You already have a lot of fangirls.”

Yunjin whined, begging, “I don’t know them, but I know you. None of my friends wear my number because they’re on the court with me.“

“I’ll think about it.“ you laughed at her antics. Although she was a year older than you, she managed to act like a little kid sometimes.

After talking (more like flirting on Yunjin’s side) for another while, Yunjin left to go to her part-time job at the diner, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

The feeling she gave you messed up your thoughts, and you were worried that your old crush on her will be reignited.

She was just friendly. She thought of you as a friend. You convinced yourself. You needed to see her as a friend too, before you get your heart broken.

“Maybe I need other friends than Yunjin.“ you muttered to yourself before opening the notebook once more.

No.

You crossed out the word and wrote.

Fine. What’s your name?

Turns out, the person behind the obnoxious block letters was worth talking to. You’ve been texting the mysterious person for the past few weeks, and they managed to entertain you and connect on a deeper level. Never getting a reply to their name, only with a doodle of a snake, you exchanged numbers without knowing each other's names, and it was better like that. To talk about your day anonymously.

You were, however, curious about the person behind the texts and writing. They were considerate, easy to talk to, and extremely funny. You honestly felt that you could be really good friends with them. From books to life goals, you could talk to them about anything and everything.

It was a bit unnerving how someone in your major knew all this about you, but at the same time, you felt that they were someone you could trust, and they felt the same way about you after sharing some of their family problems with you.

You noticed you were developing a sort of attachment to this person, as if they were your soulmate. You found yourself instantly texting back whenever the snake contact popped up on your phone, and when you were texting, you were re-reading your past conversations. They were a great way for you to get Yunjin off your mind, which you found to get harder every time she stopped by to say hello.

“You’re late, Shin.” Chaewon, the co-captain of the volleyball team, chastised a wind-swept Yuna as she slammed open the door to the locker room and hurried to change into her team uniform.

Yuna was the newest addition to the team and was also the cousin of Y/N. (As soon as Yunjin heard of this, she immediately treated Yuna with patience and additional care, not that she liked you or anything, just her showing affection to her juniors).

The volleyball team was getting ready for the final match before the semi-finals. They had an away game with a nearby school, and Yuna, being Yuna, had overslept and missed the bus to the game. Yuna quickly bowed her head in apology, and Chaewon simply patted her head in assurance and ushered everyone to warm up.

“What took you so long?” Yeji asked, “I thought Y/N said she would drive you instead.”

"She did. But it took her half an hour to get ready because she was busy giggling at her phone like a love-sick schoolgirl.” Yuna said, exasperation in her voice.

At that, Chaeryeon, who was standing near the two girls tying her hair, let out a laugh. “Yeah, she’s been doing that pretty often. She must have a crush or something.”

“You think so?” Eunchae, one of the tallest yet youngest players, chimed in, exposing the fact that she was eavesdropping.

“That’s new; I thought she would just end up being a single woman and adopt all of the kids in the hospital.” Yeji mused, happy that her roommate is finally interested in someone. Throughout the two years she lived with you, you seemed to show zero interest in love.

“Must be nice to be liked by unnie.” Eunchae said dreamily, causing the rest of the girls around her to fake gag and give a round of protest.

“Wish it was me instead.”

“Who are you dreaming about dating?” Yunjin suddenly appeared, wrapping her hands around the tall girl. “My baby manchae is off limits until she’s 40.”

The captain had returned from a quick discussion with their coach and had gone into the locker room to usher the girls out for warm-up.

“40? Do you want me to die single?” Eunchae furrowed her brows and pouted, “And besides, we were talking about Y/N unnie’s love life, not mine.“

“Y/N? What about Y/N?” Yunjin tried to ask nonchalantly, leading the girls out of the locker room.

“She has a crush on someone.” Chaeryeon said slyly, paying close attention to Yunjin’s reaction.

The orange-haired girl kept her face composed, but in reality, her heart was beating at the thought of you liking someone, that wasn’t her. A sense of hollowness and jealousy crept into her skin.

“That’s nice. Do you know who?”

The girls shrugged, and Yunjin decided not to push anymore. The way Chaeryeon looked at her was obvious enough to blow off her cover and reveal her affection towards you, and she was not keen on letting others know.

Putting on a smile so bright that could make any of the people in the crowd swoon, Yunjin tried to push back her thoughts and jealousy, waving to the people in the stand as the team entered the court.

Cheers came from all around her, cheering her name every time she sent the ball flying at deadly speed toward her rivals. She wasn’t called the Ace of SNU for nothing. Yet, as she scanned the crowds after every point earned, she hoped you would also be there yelling her name.

“Good game.” Chaeryeon whispered in Yunjin’s ear as they gathered together in a group hug to celebrate another victory.

The crowds were wild around them, chanting their names as they celebrated their ticket to the semi-finals.

“But you better step up your other game before it’s too late, captain.” The raven-haired girl gave Yunjin a grin before sauntering off to the stands, where you were hugging Yeji in celebration.

You were wearing Chaeryeon’s spare uniform, proudly displaying the Lee on your back, while waving a self-made Yeji and Yuna flag. You looked so cute with your hair in a ponytail, with two lines of blue drawn horizontally across your cheeks to represent SNU.

At that moment, Yunjin wished nothing more than to see you wearing her uniform instead.

She better step up her game.

So…have you ever been in love before?

You were late at night studying in the school library a few days after the game when your phone buzzed, indicating a text message. It was from your mystery friend.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion at their sudden question, before typing out a quick response.

No, I don’t think so. Have you?

As their text bubble indicated typing, a full minute passed before their response came through.

No.

Followed by another long pause.

But I wish I did.

Biting your lip in thought, you were unsure of what to make of this sudden confession from your friend. You were developing an attachment to them, which seemed foolish when you didn't even know what they looked like, let alone their name.

It was truly pathetic; the two people in college for whom you had feelings were the queen bee of the school, with a long line of admirers, and the other was some random faceless stranger about whom you knew everything and nothing.

What got you thinking about this? You typed back.

A girl. But she has feelings for someone else.

So your little mystery friend does have someone on their mind. You tried to push down your disappointment and the slight burn of rejection as you replied.

Have you tried telling her how you feel about her?

No, I would probably scare her off or something.

I’m sure you won’t.

It took them another five minutes before they finally responded back.

What about you? Is there anyone on your mind?

Yunjin, the fiery-haired girl, instantly came to mind. Recent interactions with her had given the impression of growing closeness. She took the time to chat with you in the student lounge, held your bag, walked you back to your dorm after study sessions, and even brought treats from the diner when her shift ended. Though it felt like more to you, the realization struck that she viewed you simply as a friend.

Yeah, this girl. But she sees me as a friend.

Yunjin's heart skipped a beat upon reading your reply. It confirmed Chaeryeon's statement – you had your eyes set on someone else. She pondered the possibilities, considering potential candidates. Was it the charming Shin Ryujin from the softball team? Perhaps someone from the hospital where you volunteered? Or could it be one of your close friends, like Chaeryeon or Yeji? The uncertainty left Yunjin feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

Did you tell them how you feel?

No, I would probably scare them off or something.

Despite her heartbreak, your text made her smile a bit. There you were again, teasing her by copying her sentence.

I’m sure you won’t, pretty girl.

How do you know if I’m pretty or not?

I just do.

You couldn’t help but blush at their compliment. They always managed to say something earnestly that made your heart flutter, similar to the way Yunjin always seemed to have an effect on you.

You should take this confidence and confess to the girl you like before it’s too late. What’s there to lose?

You have a valid point…

I’ll work on confessing to them before the end of the year, but only if you be my wingwoman.

Your wingwoman? How? I don’t know anything about them.

Just share with me the little things you like as advice.

Deal.

So…better start listing.

Hmm, I’d say start with flowers.

Oh, and little notes are pretty cute, too.

"The Ultimate Checklist to How to Get That Girl? Seriously?" Chaewon read over Yunjin's shoulder incredulously.

Flushing a deep red, the captain quickly slammed shut her notebook and pushed the short-haired girl away.

"Stop snooping!"

"You know you can just ask her out, right? Y/N." The shorter girl reached over to snatch the book from Yunjin, quickly scanning over the checklists.

Yunjin had managed to devise a checklist incorporating all the things you mentioned in your previous text conversations with her about your preference as her 'wingwoman’. She had compiled recommendations on what someone should do to win over someone's heart, hoping to win over yours.

"I can't. She likes someone else." Yunjin said defeatedly, her shoulders sagging.

"Who can resist the Huh Yunjin charms? I'm pretty sure everyone would love to date you." Chaewon snorted, amused by how her seemingly always confident friend was so hung up on you. This was a first.

"Not Y/N."

Although teasing her friends was in her DNA, Chaewon couldn't help but feel bad for her friend. Yunjin looked lost (kind of like a kicked puppy, but she wasn't going to say that to her face), and as co-captain of the team, it was a rule that she would need to support their captain whenever they needed help.

"Find, I'll help you." Chaewon sighed, looking at the long list and preparing herself mentally. It was going to be a long few months.

"Let me call the girls for backup."

“Another gift from your secret admirer?” Yeji teased when she saw you enter the shared dorm with a tray of hot coffee.

You had just returned from the library, preparing for your final exams, and found yet another gift waiting in front of your door.

You shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant, but your ears betrayed you by reddening. “There’s one for you.”

Yeji jumped up in excitement and went straight for the coffee, sighing contentedly as she sipped on it. “I’d just date them already.”

You had been receiving these little gifts for the past few weeks, and it was driving you crazy. Initially sweet, the mystery person never revealed themselves, making you suspicious of everyone. Additionally, you were concerned about how much they were spending on you. Although seemingly insignificant, the little gifts added up.

The first gift was a single rose and a typed note in front of your dorm room, a bit like a ransom note. The note included a cheesy pick-up line that you found endearing, despite yourself. Soon after came cute accessories, a new hair tie, and even a cute hippo plushie. Your admirer seemed to know a lot about you, even the things you lost.

They gifted you things you had listed out to your mystery friend. Could your admirer and your friend possibly be the same person?

“Oh, by the way, Yunjin and the team are coming over to discuss our strategies for the championship game, is that okay?” Yeji mentioned casually, trying to hide her grin.

Chaewon had called her earlier, letting her in on Yunjin’s huge crush on you and the plan to sweep you off your feet.

Panic filled your eyes as you looked up from your phone. You were still dressed in your "bum outfit," as Yeji would call it, consisting of old sweatpants and an oversized Nike hoodie – definitely not presentable.

“What? When?” You quickly surveyed the room, noticing a small pile of clothes and rushing to stuff them in the laundry basket.

“In about…”

Knock, knock, knock.

“Now.”

At that moment, you pulled your hair out of its messy bun and ran your fingers through it in a rush. Leave it to Yeji to embarrass you in front of Yunjin.

Before Yeji could open the door, it was slammed open, revealing a snow-covered Chaeryeon with her cheshire grin, followed by Chaewon, Lia, Yuna, and Yunjin. Your eyes met hers, and you got lost once again in her warm brown hues.

She looked particularly good today, with her fiery orange hair tucked into a gray woolen hat and dressed in a red leather jacket. She gave you a toothy smile before closing the door behind her.

“Hey, stranger, it’s been a while,” Yunjin said, pulling you into a hug, engulfing you in her sweet lavender perfume. “I missed you.”

You immediately blushed at this, still not used to her flirty nature.

“We had lunch together last Saturday.”

“Yeah, three days is way too long,” she sighed dramatically, her arms still wrapped around your shoulders. Her eyes scanned your features, as if she was trying to memorize every freckle and blemish.

“If you two are done flirting, we would like to start discussing tactics,” Chaewon said, her lips curled into a teasing smile as she saw Yunjin immediately pull her arm off of yours and turn beet red in embarrassment.

“I…” Yunjin muttered, before giving up coming up with an explanation and plopped down onto the sofa.

You busied yourself with schoolwork as the girls squeezed into the makeshift living room and focused on their strategy plan for the upcoming games. You watched them with adoration; it wasn’t often that you saw them together except for their games, and you loved how sweet their dynamic was. Chaewon was the one who kept everyone focused, Lia and Yeji were the encouraging ones, and Yunjin was the planner. She led the gameplays and tactics, ensuring everything was on track. The older girls also babied Yuna and Chaeryeon, making sure they understood everything.

You didn’t know Chaewon and Lia that well; they were Yunjin’s friends. Still, you could tell that they were just as sweet and caring as the captain was. However, you couldn’t help but think of the comment your mystery friend left in the Ice Age book whenever you looked at Lia. She did look a bit like a sloth, but the cutest one ever.

Hence, you decided to text your mystery friend.

Lia does kind of look like a sloth. But cuter.

As you sent out the text, a small buzz came from the living room.

Cuter as in your type?

No. But you did her dirty by writing her name next to Sid.

Another buzz. You furrowed your brows and looked toward the direction of the living room.

Who IS your type then?

Someone funny, I guess. Goofy but smart.

Buzz. It felt too coincidental. Your palms started sweating at the thought that you might finally discover who was behind those texts that accompanied you through long nights and motivated you.

Hmm…is there someone like that in our school?

Yeah, there is.

As soon as you sent out a text, another buzz came from the living room. At that moment, you were convinced that your friend was one of the girls in the room.

Is it the person you mentioned you liked?

You silently leaned forward on your bed to peek at the girls obscured by the sofa, lying on their stomachs in front of a strategy board. You froze at the sight of Yunjin biting her full lip and looking at her phone, engrossed in whatever she was reading. The rest of the girls were talking with each other, none of them looking at their phones.

Could it possibly be the orange-haired girl all along? The girl you've been texting about was the one receiving your texts. If they were Yunjin, then she would possibly be the one sending you your gifts.

The pounding in your heart was so loud, engulfing you in erratic thumps. You couldn’t even hear the girls talking; all you could focus on was the possibility that Yunjin was the person behind the texts.

Deciding to leap in faith just this once, you texted back.

Yes. The captain of the volleyball team, do you know her?

Another buzz followed by the screen of Yunjin’s phone was enough to prove that she was indeed the person all along. Eyes scanning through the sentence you sent to her, Yunjin’s brown eyes widened, and she immediately threw her phone to the side, covering her face with her arms. She let out a muffled scream and kicked her legs in excitement, startling the rest of the girls.

You couldn't help but laugh at her adorableness. Putting on your headphones, you pretended to be studying while trying to calm your erratic heart. Muffled shouts and laughter could be heard from the girls, probably picking on their captain.

For the first time in her life, it seemed that fate had taken favor in Yunjin. Having dedicated all of her time to school and volleyball, she never had the privilege of starting a relationship with someone. Volleyball itself took up most of her time, with her parents and her personal coach insisting on her becoming the best player in the league and eventually joining the national team of South Korea. She wasn’t unhappy with her life, but she wouldn’t call herself happy.

Sure, her friends set her up on several blind dates, but she never liked them enough to want something more. She was only interested in being the best at volleyball and being the best captain for the girls, nothing more.

That was, until, she met you.

She was enamored by you right from the start, with your shy smile and soft features. She wanted nothing more than to get to know you. After finally getting the chance to talk to you after two years, she had fallen for you, deep. All those late-night talks through text made her understand that you were more than a mere crush, more than any of the girls on those blind dates. The way you viewed the world made her want to become something more to you. She wanted to be included in your world.

Life started to mean more than just volleyball, and she noticed that you made her happy, actually happy.

She hoped that you would give her the chance to do the same for you. Now, with the revelation that the person she worried so much about you liking was her, she was beyond the moon. She just hoped you wouldn’t be disappointed that she was the one behind the texts.

It was the Saturday after the eventful day, and Yunjin was nervous. She blamed it on the finals game they had tomorrow, but in reality, it was the first time she was alone with you after knowing that you liked her.

After running to you during her lunch break from her shift at the diner two months ago, she had established a weekly routine of getting lunch with you every Saturday. The diner she worked at was near the hospital she volunteered at, so grabbing lunch together before visiting the kids was another highlight of your week.

"Did something happen?" You asked as you sat across the captain.

You had arrived at the booth a while ago, and the captain hadn’t said much but to order. She was fidgeting with the straw of her iced coffee, bending it over repeatedly as she looked at anywhere but you.

"What? No!" Yunjin’s eyes flitted to yours, before quickly looking away again.

"Nothing’s wrong."

"Then how come you’re avoiding me?" You asked, slightly pouting.

Yunjin nearly kissed you on the spot at the sight of you pouting cutely.

She had been refusing to meet your eyes because she knew that the second she did, all defenses would fall, and she would just confess her love to you. It has been like that for the last few days, ever since she knew that you liked her back; she wanted nothing more than to have you in her arms. But she hadn’t thought of a plan on how to ask you out yet; she also had to confess to you that she was the one behind the texts. This scared her, worried that you would hate her for lying to you about not knowing who you were.

"I-I’m not." Yunjin stuttered, still refusing to look at you in the eye.

Before you could reply, the waitress brought over your food. You always got the same thing, blueberry pancakes with scrambled eggs on the side, while Yunjin always had her protein lunch filled with eggs, chicken, and tofu. It didn’t really look good, but Yunjin made sure her body was in the best shape for volleyball.

Today’s meal was slightly different. The waitress had also brought in a plate with two gingerbread cookies, both with cute red buttons and frosty smiles.

"We give out gingerbread cookies to our customers every year around Christmas time," the waitress explained, her eyes twinkling mischievously, "Enjoy!"

Yunjin watched you from the corner of her eyes as you excitedly took a few photos of the cookies.

"Look Yunjinnie, they’re holding hands!"

Yunjin wished she could hold hands with you.

"This one looks more like you." You giggled, moving the plate forward to show her.

The restaurant workers seemingly did not put their heart into decoration because the one you insisted that looked like Yunjin had lopsided eyes and a way out of proportion mouth, so wide that it went higher than the eyes.

"Are you saying I look ugly?" She said, pretending to be offended.

"What? No!" You interjected, blushing a deep red and pulling back the plate to inspect the cookies. "I meant that you always have a big smile like this, meeting your eyes."

That’s because I only smile like this when I’m with you, Yunjin thought.

"Here, try one." You broke the cookies apart and raised one of the cookies towards Yunjin’s face.

"I can’t. I have to stay in shape for tomorrow's game." Yunjin was taken aback at your forwardness. She was normally the one flirting, and you were the shy one. It seems that the roles have reversed today.

"C’mon. Just one bite wouldn’t hurt." You wheedled. "Please?"

Yunjin’s eyes finally met yours. Big mistake.

Your eyes, every so bright, were staring at her pleadingly, with a hint of something that Yunjin couldn't quite put a finger on. Was it affection? Adoration?

Nevertheless, the captain immediately gave in and took a bite of the cookie in your hands. She would always do anything for you.

"It’s…It’s good." Yunjin managed to say, her gaze still locked with yours.

You let out a satisfied grin and brought the same cookie to your lips, pausing slightly before taking a bite.

Yunjin’s brain went into a full system shutdown. YOU JUST ATE THE COOKIE SHE HAD. IT WAS AN INDIRECT KISS. I REPEAT. INDIRECT KISS.

“Mhmmm… It’s so good. Tastes like Christmas.” You said, finally breaking eye contact and looking at the rest of the cookies in front of you.

“It’s almost the end of the year.” You said softly, before looking up again at the flustered girl.

End of the year.

Yunjin’s heart went into rapid speed, and her blood went cold. Could you have possibly known that she was the one texting you? How else would you know the importance of the end of the year to her? She had promised you that she would confess to her crush before the end of the year if only you would become her wingwoman.

Shaking her head slightly to push out the possibility, she tried to forget about her ‘delusions’. You didn’t know. There was no way.

Thankfully, you changed the topic to her games tomorrow, saving her from embarrassing herself.

“Will you be at the game tomorrow?” Yunjin asked as she walked you to the hospital after lunch.

“Of course.” You said, gently holding onto her arm to keep yourself from slipping on the icy roads. (Yunjin’s heart still stuttered whenever you did that).

“I never miss a game, remember?”

“Will you-Will you be cheering for me?” Yunjin asked hesitantly.

“Hmm? I always cheer for you girls, pabo.” You laughed, nudging the taller girl.

“No, I mean,” Yunjin looked at your hands clutching tightly on her arm. Deciding to brave herself for the first time today, she asked, “Will you wear my number?”

She watched as your cheeks turn pink at her words.

“I don’t know…you have quite a lot of fangirls already.” You answered, hitting both of you with déjà vu.

“But none of them are you.” The orange-haired girl stopped walking, gently pulling you around to look at her.

To say you were in deep was an understatement. You had fallen hard for the captain, in love even. Her beauty and confidence were what had drawn you to her at first, but after getting to really know her through those texts, you had started to fall in love with her. Her mind, the way she thought, and her endless patience… she was something that was too good to be true.

“What are you trying to say?” You asked, searching her eyes for any hint of hesitation. You found none, only determination and softness in those honey-brown hues.

“I’m saying…” Yunjin paused, composing herself before she stared back into your eyes, “I like you, Y/N, a lot.”

“And it would be nice if I can take you out on a date.” She continued, her eyes gleaming hopefully.

“But only if you want to.” She hastily added.

You laughed at the last sentence. She was always so considerate, worried that she would be doing something without your consent. And that was what you loved about her.

“I would love to.” You said, before standing on your tiptoes to kiss the tip of her frozen nose. Yunjin froze at the feeling of your soft lips on her skin.

“But only if you win the game tomorrow.”

Yunjin let out a sigh of relief before gently wrapping her arms around your waist, pulling you closer. All those sleepless nights dreaming of you were worth it.

“Easy.”

As the captain got ready for bed, a familiar buzz came from her phone. It was from you.

I better see your jersey in front of my door tomorrow, Huh Yunjin.

Yunjin let out a scream, scaring Lia, who was already passed out, and causing her to fall off her own bed.

"What the hell?" Lia groaned from the floor, looking up at her roommate.

"She knows it’s me. And she’s okay with it!" Yunjin said, giggling like a schoolgirl and dancing around. "She likes me back!"

Sighing, Lia slowly dragged herself up from the floor and laid horizontally back on her bed, too tired to crawl back under the covers.

"Go to bed, Yunjin."

Giggling to herself, the captain quickly texted you goodnight, receiving another sweet message from you.

As she went to turn off the lights, she looked at her roommate, sleeping with her mouth open and dressed in her greenish-grey fuzzy pajamas.

Lia did indeed look like a sloth. A cute one.

“Why does Yunjin-unnie have a sunburn?” Eunchae whispered, not so quietly.

“That’s not a sunburn, that’s the glow of love, manchae.” Yeji laughed, patting the taller girl’s head affectionately.

“Love? What?” Eunchae furrowed her brows, clearly out of the loop.

"Someone in the stands is rocking her jersey," Chaeryeon added, grinning mischievously, despite Yunjin shooting her a disapproving look as they continued warming up for the game.

“One-third of the crowd is wearing her number,” Eunchae whined, scanning the crowd again for Yunjin’s possible lover.

You waved shyly to the girls (mostly to Yunjin) as you moved to sit on the bleachers with your friends. You had found a box containing Yunjin’s jersey and a light blue bandana, along with a single rose in front of your dorm room when you woke up in the morning.

You had put on the jersey and decided to tie your hair with the silky bandana, and adding a dash of sparkling highlighter. You wanted to look your best for the captain.

Unable to resist herself, Yunjin made her way towards the railings near the bleachers, ignoring the teasing hoots coming from her members. You walked down a few levels to meet her at the other side of the railing.

“Hi,” she said cutely, her eyes sparkling in happiness as she checked you out. You looked so good in her jersey.

“Hi, Yunjinnie.”

“You look good.” She bit her lip and reached over to hold your hands in hers.

“You better win this game, Yunjin. I’m looking forward to our date.”

“Of course. I play better when I’m in a good mood.” Yunjin leaned over and pressed her lips on your forehead.

“And you make me happy.”

“Aw man...” Eunchae said sadly, watching her captain and you cuddling up together. “I wanted to date Y/N-unnie.”

“You’re too young for dating, Hong Eunchae.” The rest of the girls said in unison, before grabbing the maknae away from the scene.

It's a long one!

A bit of fluff for Christmas :)

Thoughts?

#huh yunjin #huh yunjin x reader #yunjin x reader #le sserafim #le sserafim x reader #gxg #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #wlw #kpop #kpop fic #le sserafim x you #le sserafim x y/n #fluff oneshot #fem reader #huh jennifer #wherethefireliliesgrow #long reads

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daydreamcloudshiding · 7 months

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#2 Astrology Observations

Juno-Chiron conjunction isn't always healing. In fact, i tend to find this in couples where they stay in the relationship for a very long time but the whole time, the relationship is very emotionally abusive

People with Pluto dominants are naturally suspicious of others, but it's not like they have bad intentions towards others. They naturally will try to find as much informations as possible about you if they really like you to determine if you're a safe person or not. Pluto, although people often will see their dark sides, is a water sign after all. They are very protective of their inner world and emotions

Another thing with Pluto dominant people is that they can feel easily insecure with themselves. They don't show it to others directly, but this is how they get that jealous streak. If they feel like someone might replace them or overpower them in anyway, they will feel like they need to defend themselves, whether in career, relationship, etc. If this is undeveloped, they can even get jealous or competitive with their own partner. This doesn't always mean a bad thing, however, the healthy Pluto dominants are actually very powerful and they are very sure of themselves, not easily swayed by anything. Pluto is fixed energy, after all. If developed, they will be so powerful and people naturally feel so inspired by them. They know not to mess with them

Cancer woman have that timeless beauty about them, they can rock any styles from any era and they will look good

I personally don't like Neptune-Sun or Neptune-Ascendant aspects in synastry because the Neptune person tend to project certain fantasy onto the Sun/Ascendant person so much and when the reality hits them, they get so disappointed that they will blame the Sun/Ascendant person for "fooling them". But really, it's an unconscious thing. The Sun/Ascendant person oftentimes don't even realise that they're being so idealised

The water signs are so sexualised

I find immature Capricorns and Taurus are the people who will stay in emotionally toxic environment as long as there's money. It could be a job, toxic household, or even relationship. Like i get it, everyone love money, but it can be so emotionally and mentally draining. When they mature, they will see money more as a tool that they get to use, instead of something that they hold on to so tightly that they are willing to sacrifice their own wellbeing for

People with North node in Libra truly need to learn to compromise because i've met a lot of them who burn a lot of bridges, only to later regret it. They are so competitive and defensive and very hard to see that others are not out to get them

Mars-North node synastry can be so healing where the Mars person will show the North node person what healthy boundaries should look like. However, there might be issue where the North node person can see how different they both are when they respond to conflict, which might make themselves feel so frustrated. Their instinct will tell them to do one thing, and the Mars person will do the exact opposite

Libra Ascendant in composite will make other people perceived them as the "It" couple. This is like "Ah, they have found their soulmate". Even if they break up, people generally will be reluctant to let go of this couple. This is like your family/friends will continue to ask you about that one ex even after you guys break up for years

Taurus/Cancer moon in composite is so cute because this is like "I'll cook for you" or "I'll wait for you at home" or "I've prepared this meal for you" or "Come here and let me comfort you" type of vibe. This feels so safe and healing, like coming home. This also make other people see them like "Person A is belong to person B no matter what, only they can truly understand each other"

Capricorn placement are the true stoics even without trying. They are so resilient

Neptune in 4th house composite is that type of couple who often imagine what their “dream home” would look like even before they get married, even if they don’t plan to take the relationship seriously in the beginning. When they’re together, both will see each other as someone that they can create their dream home with. An example for this would be that one might have express something about wanting to buy a house in X city, and the other will start to imagine what the house would look like, the neighbourhood, the room for the kids, etc. Both would love the idea of this. But that’s the thing with Neptune, it’s a mere idea. In reality, both might even struggle in making this dream home come true. It's hard to put together proper plan to achieve this "dream home". However, the couple will naturally feel at home with each other, emotionally and spiritually. That’s why it’s so easy for them to imagine creating this dream home together

I find that Virgo woman are a lot of ambitious than Virgo man. A lot more critical too. Most Virgo man that i’ve met are very chill

One of my favorite aspect in synastry and composite is Pallas-Moon. Both feel nurtured and the Moon person emotional needs is fulfilled

Vertex conjunct Chiron couple mostly are destined to meet in this lifetime to learn something really hard regarding love. If one happens to have the same sign in natal chart as in composite/synastry, this will effect this person more. For example, if you have Vertex-Chiron in Libra in composite or synastry with someone and it's just so happen that you also have Libra Chiron in your natal, it'll effect you more. I'm sorry but this is definitely not my fav aspect. The mental and emotional anguish that comes with this aspect is too much. If this also conjunct Juno, it'll be so hard to leave the other person. There'll be re-traumatization again and again. You will hate their guts so much and vice versa but refused to let go of each other.

#astrology #astro notes #astrology notes #astrology observations #astrology community #astro community

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gatorbites-imagines · 9 months

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Maybe The Narrator, Tyler and Male Reader as like a lil throuple or something? it can be anything idm🙏

Jack “The Narrator” x Tyler Durden x male reader

Relationship headcanons I guess?

I love this gif,,,, whys he wearing his pants like that? who does he want to grab his hips like that, men???

Tyler is a real person in this universe, cuz it’s easier to write.

How tf did you bag not one mentally ill delusional guy, but two? Honestly, hats off to you. Cuz either you have to be just as unstable as them, or be weirdly too stable to even out their crazy.

So, depending on which, Tyler might not even pull off project mayhem if you are there to reel him in like a rabid Pomeranian wearing one of those full body harnesses.

Jack on the other hand just has so much insomnia it makes him kinda crazy, cuz not sleeping for a long time will drive you insane. Get this guy some sleeping meds, a noise machine, a weighted blanket and some of those melatonin gummies.

If you first start dating them after they start fight club, maybe you even met them there cuz one of your coworkers invited you, they’d still be kinda delulu and out for blood this time around.

Jack seems like he falls fastest, but Tyler falls hardest. You either deck both of them into the ground because its your first night at fight club, or they deck you and think you look so handsome with a bloody nose.

They’d keep circling you at fight club every week, in the beginning Tyler only does it cuz Jack likes you, and maybe Tyler is a little jealous you are taking his friends attention. At some point you’d be invited to their place.

Damn bitch, yall live like this? You try to be polite about it, but its kinda clear they live in a shithole. Screw Tyler’s whole, not owning anything and rejecting modern needs, you need a functioning shower and cable tv.

If Tyler bitches too much about your preferences, you just only invite Jack over, which has Tyler reeling too. So, whilst you are on the couch with an arm around Jack, Tyler can sit on his weirdly soggy mattress and pout.

I think we can all agree that Tyler would be jealous and possessive very easily, think a dog that seems chill, maybe a little hyper, but then snarling and snapping at anyone who comes near you or Jack. You are his, and his alone, so everyone else can stay away.

Jack is jealous and possessive too, but he’s less obvious about it, to others at least. You can tell from the way he glares or clenches his jaw, or how he bites a bit too hard when he makes hickeys on either you or Tyler.

Again, you are the most mentally stable out of all three of you, so you don’t get jealous that easily, compared to them. But that also means when you do get jealous, it has both Tyler and Jack climbing the walls, because its so hot to them.

Especially if you had to fight someone because they kept coming onto either of them, seeing you with a sneer and a bloody fist immediately has both these dudes feeling all types of hot under the collar.

Tyler is definitely a sloppy kisser. He kisses like he fights, overpowering and controlling, bites at your lips a bit too hard and grips the back of your neck and only let’s go when he’s gotten his fill.

For Jack it depends on how he’s feeling, if he’s feeling alright, he’s got the more normal kisses, maybe even just pecks. But if he’s wound up, jealous, or sleep deprived its more like how Tyler kisses.

But kissing them is also your best distraction method if either of them are getting a little too out there. Kissing or like, scruffing them or wrestling them a bit. Just keep in mind the last two most likely lead to something more.

Tyler is a blanket hog, whilst also somehow filling the bed as much as possible. Stretches out all his limbs, or keeps scooting closer to you and jack until you two are pressed up against the wall, whilst Tyler has the rest of it.

Jack is sticky when he sleeps, that meaning he’s hanging onto you. Got both arms and both legs wrapped around you, head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat cuz it helps him sleep. Sleeping between these two is hell in the summer.

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mc-revived · 1 year

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Okay, but isn’t it fucked up that the ancients made puppets for iterators?

There’s some oc ideas bulleted for you guys ;)

Iterators are more that their puppets, they are their cans. However as we see in the game, as Moon and Pebbles deteriorate, one of the few connections they can maintain is with their puppets.

The ancients essentially gave godlike supercomputers a form to project themselves onto, to help them form their own sense of identity.

What were their motivations for this? To create a recognizable “mascot” for ancients in the city? Considering the existence of advertisements in pebble’s city, the iterators could have been used on the face of advertisements.

But really, there is no technological reason to have given them puppets. Yet in doing so they have a proper “body.” We as humans attach a lot of our identity to our physical form, which is why we have dysphoria or dysmorphia if there is a disconnect.

So is it a blessing or a curse that iterators were given a form to project themselves onto, allowing them to more easily explore their sense of self?

It seems cruel that ancients crafted these puppets to be tethered to a chamber, a chamber hidden deep within their superstructures away from the world outside. So while they do have a body to project themselves onto, they can’t commune face to face with the outside world.

These iterators develop whole ass personalities while being reduced to their computations for eternity. They aren’t truly allowed to to be living yet have the capacity to form meaningful relationships. What were the ancients thinking??That’s some insane torment.

I want to see iterator puppets explored more. Like:

Why did the ancients create puppets?

Were iterators able to make requests to alter their puppets?

How is an iterator’s sense of self affected if they were never given a puppet to project onto?

Were newer iterators sometimes given the puppets of older (maybe discontinued) iterators? And did they consequently feel their identity tied to that iterator?

What are the iterators opinions of having puppets?

Do some iterators not use their puppets because they don’t see the point?

I’ve also seen some cool ocs where iterator puppets are designed to leave their cans! So for those with this type of oc:

What are other iterators’ opinions about this. Do they feel envy?

How strong are these iterators’ connection to their can? And are they much more “themselves” since they are given the opportunity to roam and create new experiences?

Do they visit other iterators, and if so do they visit the can or their puppets?

Do they collect scraps on their travels to modify their appearance? Do they run similar errands for other iterators?

Do these iterators ever choose to wander the empty cities atop their cans, now devoid of ancients? (angst angst angst)

Were their puppets always mobile? If so, how were their interactions with the ancients while they were alive?

And that’s all for now! I’d love to see if anyone has more ideas to spitball.

#rainworld #rain world #iterator #iterator oc #I am losing my mind over this

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princessjojo-x · 8 months

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Scorpio Mars

💝 if he’s attracted to you he will be fixated on you, watch your every move & remember random things abt you. also, he may want have s3x on the first link.

💝 his pluto & mars influence shapes him into an unpredictable, stubborn, vindictive & secretive man. he has a sense of self-preservation which leads him to be overly secretive & distrusting. he never reveals his true intentions & feelings. he’s a lot more cunning & manipulative than he lets on. he’s capable of throwing someone under the bus to get what he wants & going to extreme lengths to get his avenges. he keeps his emotions bottled up & releasing them in intense outbursts. even if he’s boiling inside, he excels at retaining his poker face. he hides his anger & mars energy until he needs to use it. if he’s provoked enough he wont hesitate to respond very intensely, maliciously & emotionally. the best way to piss him off is to bring up his past wrongs & mistakes.

💝 his private nature means his battles go completely unseen by anybody else. his enemies are his history, trauma, betrayals & victimisations. however, he has immense psychological strength & he can use his mind to manage or compartmentalise pain. he may even have the ability to enter a trance-state or cocoon in states of agony or when he is pushing himself to achieve better (such as run that extra kilometre).

💝 the worst thing you can do when it comes to scorpio placements is try to cross their boundaries (lying to them is a close second). if they don’t want to say or do something, don’t insist or try to convince/manipulate them bc when it comes to boundaries, scorpios just won’t budge. for scorpios “no” is not just a statement but a full sentence. however, they have a strong tendency to be incredibly invasive & can easily walk all over your boundaries; they’re the type to rush rxships or eat half of your food when you offered them just a bite.

💝 he can't stand not knowing what's happening around him; this is not necessarily bc he’s suspicious & paranoid but bc he’s controlling asf. he comes across as very chill & care free but he’s actually controlling asf. even when he knows for sure that you’re trustworthy & you’re doing nothing wrong, he still wants to keep tabs on you & won’t leave you alone. he won't bluntly violate your privacy but will still find ways to always know what you're up to.

💝he is the definition of “moving in silence”. this means he doesn’t kiss & tell, making him a worthy sneaky link.

💝 he can be very cold when in regards to success, rxships, feuds. he’s capable of ghosting lovers with no remorse.

💝 his passionate, sensual & magnetic ambience is undeniable. he tends to have a player/promiscuous image projected onto him whether he actually sleeps around or not. he doesn’t kiss & tell so he could be a good sneaky link. however, beware that he does have a tendency to ghost & he can be very cold in regards to love.

💝 similar to his sister sign taurus, it takes him a while to move on & get over things.

Turn On’s:

💝 he’s turned on by mystery, passion, intensity, vulnerability, trust & anything that’s hard to understand. in the shadows & spaces where others might shy away, he is ever hungering for an intensity that matches his own. he enjoys breaking sexual taboos & a hint of danger. he likes revealing each others deepest secrets, desires & fears.

💝 he’s easily aroused by perceived anticipation & stimulation (a moment turning into something more) if you intrigue him enough & give him the impression that the moment could turn into something more & that something sexual could occur (via glances & movements) you’ve got him. for him, s3x is abt control & how many ways either of you can lose said control.

💝 he likes a shared glance that holds an intense promise (eye contact)

💝 he likes the thrill of a teasing game that involves mutual seduction & mind games, which make the heart race faster. (blindfolding)

💝 he wants to be in control & call the shots. it’s his way or the high way. he tend to equate s3x with power & control, with his partner playing the role of a obliging slave. he’s turned on by the concept of ownership. he enjoys getting marked by/marking his partner (bruises & love bites).

💝 he likes talking abt s3x, sexual attention from others, seducing others & being around physically attractive people as he loves s3xy environments. you revel in the ecstatic gratification of all your secret wishes and desires— and if your partner just happens to bring along sex toys and gadgets

💝 he also has the highest pain tolerance so enjoys aggression from his partner too (bitten/scratched)

💝 he likes doing the deed in the dark, physically ripping his partners clothes off, laying down with his head close to his partners genitals, body hair, body odour, latex, leather, sex toys, begging, jealousy, teasing, tickling, torture, bdsm & prolonged sex.

💝 he likes a challenge & proving himself so ensure to let him chase.

💝 he likes being held really close during s3x & water mars in general love positions where they can see their partners face

💝 he craves a deep emotional bond & being utterly lost in his partner. he wants someone who will understand/appreciate his protective nature & sensitive side

💝 he’s attracted to blonde, innocent women with big boobs

Turn Off’s:

💝 he’s not turned on by the typical sweet nothings (words of affection & gentle caresses). an intimate rxship too peaceful bores him.

Performance:

💝 he is intense in both daily life & in bed. he has the highest libido & sex drive. his nether regions are extremely sensitive & stimulation down there makes him incredibly aroused. he’ll take intimate risks, he’ll fuck anywhere & anyone, including someone he hates.

💝 sleeping with him is like listening to a good tune, waiting for the beat to drop but it never does. this explains why scorpio energy can be so intoxicating, it always leaves you on the verge of full satisfaction meaning you keep going back for more. personally, i think this placement is overrated for their sexual performance. i don’t think they take the time to know your body & don’t bother with much foreplay.

#astro notes #astrology #mars signs #scorpio mars

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brandnewhuman · 2 years

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THE COD MALEWIFE

♡ random headcanons ♡

☆ starring ☆

♡ könig aka the most babygirl of them all ♡

Tw: mentions of anxiety, weight and mature language. Other than that pure fluff

A/N: YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. YOU DON'T GET IT HOW MUCH THIS MAN IS STARTING TO GROW ON ME. THIS FUCKING TALL ASS BITCH AND THE OTHER GIANT JACK SKELLIGNTON FUCKER ARE THE BAIN OF MY EXISTENCE. I needed to do write for him, you can blame it on tiktok and it's sinful content and @bloodlst for fueling my obsession

He knows a lot of cool fidgeting tricks with pencils or knives because he needs to keep his hands busy when he's nervous.

It's almost like a security blanket for him when he's around too many people, he carries something he can fidget with and uses it

I can't stress this enough but tall people have back pains and oh boy if könig is tall

He is always cranky in the morning because of it and because he loves to just sleep in the weirdest fucking positions ever

Which is funny cause otherwise his postures is always very straight and stiff, it just that when he sleeps he gets all weird

About that, he hates, absolutely despises, the beds they have during missions

THEY'RE TOO SMALL OKAY? AND TOO THIN AND HE CAN'T FUCKING REST WELL AT ALL

which makes me absolutely sure he downs coffee likes it's fucking water

His breakfast is basically a big ass mug of coffee first and then some herbal or fruity tea or maybe some juice

He loves sweets but has a weirdly good self control

He just likes the idea of savouring things rather than eating all at once bc they're so good

Besides I just know he has also a tendency to gain weight more easily than the others

He just tries to be as healthy and balanced with things as much possible bro

The only times he doesn't pays much attention to what he eats is around the holidays or when he gets to see his family

Which always ends up in him putting some weight but he doesn't cares that much, he always gets in shape before getting back to work

He loves to read, he carries a book everywhere he goes and ITS THAT TYPE OF PERSON WHO CAN'T FUCKING HIDE THEIR REACTION TO WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THE STORY

You can actively see this unit of a man closing the book and like getting up and walking away two steps just to turn around and keep reading

HE CAN'T HANDLE THE DRAMA OKAY? LEAVE HIM ALONE

He does not look his age at all. Either bc of how youthful he acts or bc he looks really young no one has ever guessed his age and it's something he find quite funny so he just let people try to figure it out on their own

People are often really mean with him and sometimes really harsh. He knows they're just playing around and they mess up with everyone like that but he gets genuinely hurt sometimes

No one notices cause he always takes it like a champ tho

I feel like ghost kind of gets annoyed at him. Not for the reason you may think

He's just looks always so serene and at peace, but most importantly happy and it's something ghost can't comprehend given what they do for a living

Key word is looks

König is not a sad person by default and he recovers pretty quickly for certain things but he always carries around a weight of guilt and self doubt that is unbearable sometimes

Much like ghost, this man is kind of scare of himself really

He always worries about ending up being some sort of psycho who has no regards towards human lives

He gets so carried away when he's on the mission and often does not realise how efficient and kind of brutal he can get

He is absolutely scared of ghost. Everytime he is in the same room with him he just gets so nervous he ends up embarrassing himself more than once

Look, I may be projecting onto him but I KNOW THIS MAN AND HE HAS HIS JAW FUCKED UP FROM CLENCHING IT TOO MUCH

like I have anxiety and my jaw is dislocated cause ever since I was a kid I was always clenching my jaw while sleeping or unconsciously while going about my day so I just know that someone like him has the same problem

He has definitely popped his jaw and hurted his ear more than once and has ADORABLE CROOKED TEETH CAUSE I DO AND I WANT HIM TOO OKAY?

he is really good at signing but everyone thinks he's not because the few times he has tried to sing in front of someone he fucked up from being too nervous

He knows how to play piano. As matter of fact he has one at home

Prefers wine over beer or cocktails but has a weird ass liking for strong liquors

And BTW he is annoyingly hard to get drunk, this man could get down shot after shot and still be as lucid as ever

Which soap found out by embarrassing himself. König ended up trying to take care for him the whole night cause he felt guilty

When he gets angry is not a pretty scene. He's always so jolly and easy going even if you're rude to him so is hard for him to get angry, but when he snaps this man is not playing around

Smells of fresh laundry and lemon perfume

He is still pretty mad about not being able to be a sniper. Specially because he's good at his job, he knows he is but no one believed in him and his abilities bc of his height and his anxiety

When he was younger everyone always used to talk over him because he had difficulty with speech due to his anxiety

He used to get so frustrated to the point of crying and since no one ever had the patience to listen to him he just used to write on notebooks all the things no one ever wanted to hear

He still does it and has like a lot of diaries filled with rants, thoughts, jokes ecc

When he was younger he used to listen to the FILTHIEST SONGS not knowing what they were about because he didn't understand English well

When he's nervous his accent slips a little bit

He writes letters to his loved ones and specially his s/o when his away from home and has the prettiest handwriting ever

#könig #könig cod #könig cod mw2 #könig cod headcanons #cod headcanons #call of duty mw2 #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty #cod mw2 #codmw2 #cod

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friendsoup · 29 days

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i love your medicine pocket characterization!! theyre so silly ^^ if you dong mind, can i ask for general relationship headcanons with medi? if not, totally fine ^^

Medicine Pocket in a Relationship!

Recipe: Medicine Pocket x Reader, GN! Reader

WC: 403

Chef's Note: AHH It's been so long since I've written Medi! Hope I did a good job and delivered what you wanted!

They 100% weren't the one to confess. They thought they were being pretty straight forward though, always teasing you and ‘flirting’. You have to be the one to initiate any serious discussion about a relationship, and only when they’re ready to listen.

They get jealous very easily, but will pretend they’re not for your sake. They don’t want to get in between you and other people, but it still hurts to see you smile at others. Lots of pouting and "I'm not jealous!"

VERY Physically affectionate. They don’t say what they mean often, but they definitely show it. Holding hands while walking, clinging onto you, sitting on your lap, anything they can do to touch you more.

Often late to your dates after being wrapped up in work. They feel really bad, and try to make it up to you by paying for the meal or getting flowers.

CUTE DOG PICTURES. Medi will send you pics of the dogs at random times, usually accompanied by a “They miss you!” or a “Thinking about you!”. Medi isn’t great at taking photos usually, but when it comes to pictures of their dogs? It’s always the cutest.

Infodump sessions. Medi will lie on your lap and simply talk forever about the new project they’re working on, and how they expect it to go. Most of it is too complicated to get, but they get really fired up when talking, and it’s cute to watch. And when it’s your turn to ramble, they’ll listen like it’s the most important thing in the world.

They’re not very good at verbalizing what they mean. Not only do they not verbally express their affection often, but they don’t verbally express their feelings. It’s incredibly obvious to see how they’re feeling though, as it seems their expressions are exaggerated. When they’re stressed, they’ll make their way over to you, and bury their head in your shoulder. When they’re excited, they’re pretty much rolling back and forth. You pick up on these things easily, and learn how to best support them for each one.

(if modern day) Medi is the type to send you 100 memes a day, during the few free moments they have. They’re not cute relationship memes either, usually being about science or people blowing things up. Rarely it’ll be a cute dog meme, but they have their own cute dogs so they’re rarely swayed by them. They’d be huge fans of the mulch memes too.

#x reader #reverse 1999 #reverse 1999 x reader #Medicine Pocket #Medicine Pocket x reader #Medicine Pocket x you #Medicine Pocket reverse 1999 #Let's Make Friend Soup!#Order Up!

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obsolescent · 10 months

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So glad people are pointing out the OOC writings that are being created.

It’s nice to have headcanons, I have some myself that I use in my own writing. Headcanons can give more life to the characters, building on their lore. But, many are just taking whatever fantasy they have in their heads and projecting it onto a character with no regard for how that character really is.

It would be better if those who wrote those type of fanfics would have a disclaimer that the content is OOC but majority don’t. I honestly haven’t seen that tag in years.

Just to name a couple characters I’ve seen it really hit, like, sorry but Ghost is definitely not abusive or toxic, and Leon Kennedy is the most awkward, kind character I’ve seen canonically. It surprises me that more people aren’t connecting with these characters on a deeper level, just using them at surface value. Aren’t delving into their lore and creating work based on that. So much could be written about these two.

The more serious work I’ve written hasn’t received hardly any attention and when things I’ve written that involve sexual situations has easily hit 100+ notes. Just seeing it firsthand is…Disheartening?

“Sex sells” is really a phrase that can sum up a lot of fan fiction that gets attention nowadays. There isn’t anything wrong with that, it’s just whenever you go to the tags it’s all you see. More serious work is drowned out and gets lost.

This is all to say that I wish to find others who write more serious work. If you do please let me know, I would love to see your stories and check out your writings!!

#o text #i’m kinda nervous to post this but i needed to rant #and find more who write more serious work!!!!#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #leon s kennedy x reader #ghost cod #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #call of duty

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lup-ines · 3 months

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best and worst things about being in love with the venus signs

by lup-ines

aries venus:

best: they will never leave you wondering. they are upfront about how they feel and when they love you, they will love you with everything they have.

worst: lacks self-control and acts on impulsive in love. feelings are strong but the leave as quickly as they come.

taurus venus:

best: soooo tender. to be loved by a taurus venus is a true gift, their exposes you to a brand new side of life. very affectionate and loyal to their lovers.

worst: loves beautiful things to a point where it may cause a wandering eye. can be a little boring to those who craves stimulation in relationships.

gemini venus:

best: never a dull moment. intelligent partners that can keep a conversation. their way of communicating makes you fall in love very easily.

worst: gets bored sooo easily, once you’ve lost their attention they start looking else where. can be patronizing if their partners are not on the same intelligence level as them.

cancer venus:

best: you will never feel unloved with a cancer venus. strives to take care of the people they love and loves deeply. affectionate and sweet, especially if aspecting your moon.

worst: literally turns evil if they feel like you aren’t appreciating them enough, can be insecure lovers

leo venus:

best: will treat you like royalty. not afraid to show their partners off. loves giving compliments and loves to make their partners feel special. pda enthusiasts.

worst: needs an insane amount of attention or they will lose their minds. very stubborn in love. underdeveloped leo venuses can be extremely clingy and jealous lovers.

virgo venus:

best: shows their love by helping you get your shit together. surprisingly very funny and great communicator. stable lovers and devoted to their lover

worst: takes 5 billion years to get into relationships. extremely picky, gets the ick so easily and loses feelings even faster

libra venus:

best: the true romantics. makes you feel beautiful. so easy to love. sensuality comes so easy to them. the type of lovers you can bring home to your parents

worst: they are hoes!!! they fall in and out of love so quickly. like their sister sign, they can be very impulsive in love. can be aloof and detached when they lose feelings.

scorpio venus:

best: sooo sexy. the type of love that takes your breath away. loves with every particle of their soul.

worst: jealous asf. probably not over their ex. professional stalkers. can’t get over a relationship without hating your guts.

sagittarius venus:

best: genuinely such fun partners to have. the type of love that makes you feel optimistic about love. will opens new doors for you and new ways of thinking

worst: loyalty is not something in their vocabulary. even if they love you, they love doing their own thing even more

capricorn venus:

best: not about playing games in love, straight up with you about their feelings. good signs to have a long term relationship with. patient and thoughtful lovers

worst: not big on affection. lives in their own world so good luck finding out how they are feeling. sometimes it’s hard to tell if they actually like you or not.

aquarius venus:

best: owners of the best friends to lovers pipeline. their love is unique and makes you feel special. you can be 100% yourself with them.

worst: kind of strange lol. likes to fuck on their friends. professional ghosters. terrified of coming to terms with their emotions in love so they detach instead.

pisces venus:

best: so sweet in love. the type of love that makes you feel like you are on another planet. tender lovers. strives to take care of their partners

worst: projects unrealistic fantasies onto their partners and gets disappointed when they do not meet their expectations.

#mine #love astrology #the aquarius venus part was a self-drag #venus signs #Aries venus #Taurus venus #Gemini venus #cancer venus #Leo venus #Virgo venus #libra venus #scorpio venus #Sagittarius venus #capricorn venus #Aquarius venus #Pisces venus #astrologyramblings

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insanelyadd · 9 months

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The Collector's Hat Sewing Pattern and Tutorial

Image of the pattern I made with measurements:

As a little heads up to people with big/small heads and/or more voluminous hair, this was based on measuring my own head which has a circumference of 22 inches which is dead on the average and my hair is completely straight and relatively flat. You may need to do some adjustments of these measurements because the final fit is very fitted, in that it can be easily put on and taken off but does not fall off on it's own under typical circumstances.*

This pattern is meant for knit or other stretch fabrics, I did not make a completed version with woven or stiffer fabrics, so quality may vary depending on the material you select. I recommend knits.

If you are new to sewing or this is one of your first projects you are doing without a physical pattern, I recommend following the given measurements and drawing it out on some type of paper first and then using that as reference for yourself. I am an outlier when it comes to not making patterns and drawing the shape of what I want out onto the fabric directly, and you shouldn't follow my horrible example. This hat is actually the first time I've even made a muslin prototype.

When you are going to cut out the pieces you need to make sure, like double and triple check, that if you were to lay them pattern/top side up, that they would mirror each other like in the above picture. If you don't then you'll have two lefts or two rights.

The first actual step for sewing is taking the straight lines from the V shaped notch in the top of the hat, and lining them up by folding the piece in half so the patterned/top of the fabric is on the inside of the fold, like in the picture above. You do this on one half at a time. When they are lined up sew them with a straight line stitch a 1/4 inch (1/2 cm) in from the cut, starting at the fold towards the top of the hat.

After that you want to lay them pattern to pattern, and pin them into place to make sure it's aligned properly on both sides. To reduce bulk I recommend making the excess fabric from the darts (the V cut-out) point in opposite directions, as shown in the above picture.

After you've sewn the sides together there is an optional step that I did to make sure the seam lies flat on the top of your head. I opted to sew both sides down onto the blue half of my hat because my machine was being picky and skipping stitches on they grey fabric if there was no blue fabric as well (I got around this on the hem by inserting thin pieces from the blue's selvage into the seam). But if your machine isn't being picky or you are hand sewing this, then you could split the excess and sew them down onto their corresponding half. Example above, as usual.

Optional step that MUST go here. If you are attaching a ribbon, or lace for a trim to edge you have to do it now. I do not recommend this step to beginners. I recommend sewing it down while rolling the edge to create the hem, and then securing the other side of the ribbon/lace further into the piece because this guarantees a better placement and straighter lines. If you are doing this step along solely the bottom or front edges then let the lace/ribbon stick out further than the edge of the fabric, so you can fold it under the hem.

The final required step is to hem it, just fold what remains of the raw edge and sew it down.

Final optional step is for adding little trinkets. I added trinkets to the front corners and the floppy bit in the back like the Archivists are depicted as having. I used embroidery thread and slid the needle to go between the seams and tied it off on the inside. If your trinkets are not detachable, like the little stars on my hat, you need to thread the needle through the ring before putting it back into the hat and tying off the thread. Thinner cord or thin ribbon could work as well.

*I actually just did some tests and I have to be tilted further back than lying flat on my back for it to fall off. I was able to bend over and look through my knees and it didn't fall off. I tested it's wind resistance against my two strongest fans and neither could knock it off my head even when I shook it. So I think it will stay in place just shy of someone pointing a leaf blower at you.

Enjoy these pictures of the finished product, including a glamor shot of me wearing it backwards while I fumble with my phone for a picture.

#the owl house #toh #owl house #the collector #the collecter toh #toh the collector #toh the archivists #the archivists #the archivists toh #cosplay #sewing #sewing tutorial

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honeyedmiller · 1 year

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Pout | Joel Miller

pairing: joel miller x f!reader

warnings: slight fluff, literally just dirty smut, swearing, no outbreak, au where Joel never had any kids, no use of y/n, barely any plot. 18+. minors, dni.

word count: 3.5k

synopsis: Joel’s noticed you’ve been working a little too hard, and he misses you, so he decides to use his all-consuming charm to coax you to relax… in more ways than one.

not revised. sorry if there's any mistakes.

You’d been up to your neck in work lately, and it was driving you to the brink of insanity.

Your boss thought that you could do the job of five people all at once, which was ironic, because you were getting paid only the salary for one. Your boss was a dick, to say the least. He was a misogynistic wannabe macho man who tried to reign power over any of his employees, especially you.

He saw you as a threat for some reason, and you’re ninety-nine percent sure that reason has to’ve been because your boyfriend owned Austin’s largest and most successful contracting company.

You didn’t talk about your relationship openly with your coworkers, but they all knew who you were with.

Speaking of which, a sadness lured over his heart when he saw you typing away at your laptop, the worry prominent in your brow line.

He hadn’t had the chance to properly see you the past week, because you were so caught up in work and he’d been so busy with multiple construction sites and overseeing new projects soon to take over Austin.

His bare feet padded on the floor as he made his way to you with a bowl of fruit he’d cut up for you to snack on. You were sitting at the edge of the plush couch in your shared living room, gnawing on your bottom lip as you concentrated on the files that needed to be turned in in an hour. You were almost done, thank the heavens.

You were working from home today, which was a relief because you were so tired of the nasty stare your boss gave you, and the condescending comments he threw your way.

Joel set down the bowl of fruit next to your laptop, which broke your gaze from the bright screen for a moment. You smiled up at him, grateful for the tasty snack.

“Thank you, baby.” You were gracious to the loving man, popping a piece of juicy pineapple in your mouth.

Joel didn’t reply, but instead, climbed onto the couch and maneuvered himself so he could sit behind you, his legs bracketing yours. He pulled your back against his chest to help you relax, which you were thankful for.

You hasn’t realized how tense you were until then. As if Joel could read your mind, his hands immediately moved to your knotted shoulders, rubbing them deeply. It drew a groan from your mouth as your head lolled to the side.

“Sweetheart,” Joel whispered into your ear, “You work too hard. I told you you didn’t need to work. You know my successful business can easily take care of the both of us.” He’d brought that point up from time-and-time again, to which you always protested against. You didn’t want to take advantage of his money and success.

You wanted to contribute into your life with him, not just rely on him for everything. He was more than willing to provide for you, which you were eternally grateful for, but doing so would’ve felt like you were taking advantage of him (though he knew that wouldn’t be the case).

“I know, I know. I don’t want to not contribute, though. I’d feel so guilty.” You bit your lip as his lips met the base of your neck. You were wearing a halter top, so he had easy access to your soft skin.

“And I told you that you didn’t need to feel guilty, baby. I got you. Always.” He kissed your shoulder this time, soft and tender.

“I love you, J.” Was all you could whisper to him. He was eventually probably going to win this ongoing little argument, mainly because this job was costing you your mental health. It was time to find a new one.

“I love you, darlin’.” He whispered, kissing you again on your soft flesh before his hands started to roam up and down your sides.

“I have to get this done.” You let out a breathy laugh, slowly getting turned on by his attention from his lips and hands.

“Mm.” Joel didn’t seem to give a damn, as he just wanted to help you relax. He’d missed you so much and was so touch deprived from his woman. He wanted to make you feel good.

His hands moved down to your thighs, skin bare there as well since you were wearing lounge shorts. His fingers traces little patterns into your skin as his chin rested on your shoulder so he could watch you work.

Slowly, his hands started to move up to the apex of your thighs with feather light traces. Your arousal was prominent at this point, but you had to get this done.

His fingers deftly moved up your front, caressing your torso before they found a place on your breasts. He began to massage you there, coaxing a small groan from you.

“I’m almost done with this, J. Let- let me fin-ish.” You were a goner when he started to tug at both of your sensitive peaks, rolling them between his fingers as his lips found home on your neck again.

“Mmm I bet you’re already soaked for me, baby.” He teased, a cockiness in his tone that you couldn’t miss.

Fuck. You had to get this done.

Your breathing became noticeably ragged, each kiss on your neck and soft pull of your sensitive peaks becoming too much. It was too hard to focus at this point, but you powered through.

His hands removed themselves from your breasts and moved back down, one resting firmly on your hip and the other teasingly tracing the outline of your shorts.

He heard no protest from you, so he easily slipped his large hand into the front of your shorts, over the fabric of your lacy underwear.

“Shit, sweetheart, you are soaked for me.” He confirmed as his fingers languidly traced over your clothed core, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Joel, please, let me finish.” Your implication was toward the work in front of you on your laptop, but you could hear the smirk in his voice as he replied to you.

“Gladly, baby.” His fingers moved your panties to the side, sliding his middle finger up and down your slit.

You whine in protest, throwing your head back on his shoulder.

“That’s it. Just relax.” His voice was like velvet in your ear. You wanted to fight so hard against his wishes just so you could get your work done.

That was impossible, though, when he entered his long middle finger into you slowly.

“Fuck,” You pant, “You’re so mean.” You whine, and he knew you had no malicious intent behind your words. It was more ‘playful’ banter, if you will.

“I know baby, I know.” He cooed as he slid another finger in, curling them up into you. You were nearly a writhing mess in front of him with just two fingers. You hated how weak you were for his touch sometimes.

You continued typing the last couple of sentences for the files you needed to submit, and you emailed them to your douchebag of a boss before forcefully shutting the laptop closed. You leaned back into Joel, finally getting to not only enjoy the pleasure he was reigning on you, but his presence in general.

You both had been so busy this past week that it was mostly just eating dinner alone, late night work duties, and going to sleep without him by your side. He was even out of the door some mornings before you even woke up. You knew his schedule was jam-packed now, especially with all of the new and upcoming projects. You understood and weren’t mad one bit. You just missed him.

He pulls his fingers out of you, making you miss the loss of contact already. You turned your head to look at him as he smiled at you cheekily.

“I missed you so much.” You whisper, kissing him softly.

“I missed you too, baby. More than you know.” His hands rest at your hips once more, rubbing small circles into your soft flesh.

“I think I have an inkling,” You giggle softly, turning around to face him. You straddled him easily, draping your arms around the back of his neck.

“You work so hard.” You whisper to him, planting a soft kiss on his neck before you nuzzle your face comfortably in that said spot.

“So do you, my love. But I do it so I can provide for you and any future kids we might have.” He chuckles, and your head immediately snaps up. Your eyes search his in shock; he’d never brought up the subject of kids too often, let alone mention having a potential family.

“You want to have a family with me?” Your voice replicates the look on your face, and he stills his movements as his expression turns serious.

“‘Course I do, darlin’. Is that something you want?” He continues to rub your thighs after his nonchalant confession.

You nod your head, a small smile on your lips. “It is. Just thought I’d be married while discussing this subject, though.” You laugh, bringing your hands down to rest on Joel’s broad chest.

“Oh, don’t worry baby. That’s in the works too.” Joel’s shit-eating grin was enough to make you scoff and hit his chest lightly.

“Don’t fuck with me like that, Joel.” You pout, not knowing if he was seriously considering marriage with you or not. You’d only been together for a little over a year, but you knew he was it for you.

“Don’t pout, baby. You know what that does to me.” He groans, his head lolling back. With his neck so exposed to you, you took the opportunity to litter his warm flesh with soft, wet kisses. Joel’s gruff hands move up to grip your hips tightly, jutting them forward.

You let out a gasp of surprise when your body is flush against his at the sudden movement, and his face is present before yours once more.

“What exactly does it do to you, Joel?”

You can feel his impending erection in his joggers. You bite your lip and bat your lashes at him, feeding him the look of innocence when he knew that was far from the case. You were a minx, but he loved it.

“You know damn well, baby.” His hands find home on your waist, rubbing up and down the slightest bit.

“Mm, I think I need a reminder.” Your grin is devilish as you curl your fingers into his soft, dark brown hair. His lips part as he stares at you daringly, knowing in less than five minutes you’d probably be reciting his name like a prayer.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, baby.” His teasing tone is enough for your core to clench deliciously.

“Isn’t that the whole point?” You start, grinding your hips to his, “To finish?” You’re fighting off a smirk as he groans, your hips pushing down on him to create friction.

“That it is, darlin’.” And before you could even protest, he grabs your thighs and lifts you up with him, carrying you up the stairs and into the bedroom.

He sets you down on the plush bed, wasting no time in discarding you of your halter top and shorts. He was pleased to not have to take off a bra from you, mainly because his fingers tended to fumble in neediness and anticipation every time it came down to it. You thought it was adorable.

His calloused hands immediately moved to grab at the soft flesh of your chest once more. You reached down for the waistband of his joggers and flipped yourselves over, so you were now on top. You tugged his joggers down with his boxers, his erection free and in full sight.

You lowered yourself so you rested between his legs, nails slightly scratching his tan, thick thighs as your mouth was nearly met with the pink tip of his flesh.

You looked up at your lover adoringly before giving his thigh a kiss followed by his tip before swirling your tongue around the top, salty taste of pre-cum evident.

Your soft tongue and plush lips worked at him, taking your time and savoring the silky flesh in your mouth. You eventually moved your head down, not giving a fuck in the world how sloppy it was. Though you were going slower still, the sounds you emitted from this were so unholy. So fucking dirty. It turned you on even more.

The one hand that wasn’t taking care of his balls moved down between your legs, and you began to tease yourself by moving one finger through your slick folds.

“Jesu— fuck, woman, you’re going to be the death of me. Such a pretty fuckin’ girl takin’ care of me like that. Look at you, touching yourself to gettin’ me off.” Joel’s voice was strained, but his words were so hot that it made you whine against his cock. The vibration from your throat made him twitch in your mouth.

He was cursing in pleasure, your name thrown in the mix of sighs and profanities coming from his mouth. You went down even further on him, his tip hitting the back of your throat. Hot tears sprung to your eyes as you gagged.

“Mm, that’s it. Takin’ me in your mouth so fuckin’ well, darlin’. Gonna have me confessin’ all my sins, I swear.” His hand found the back of your head, pushing it up and down in a rhythmic pace. You peered up at him through your lashes, moaning at the sight of him watching you. He was trying his damndest to keep his eyes open so he could see you taking care of him.

Your finger circled around your clit causing you to shudder. You sped up the pace around your swollen nerves, knowing you were close soon. Your attention never wavered from Joel even as you were pleasing yourself. You kept at this for a few minutes before Joel's hips started to stutter.

"Fuck, baby-" Joel couldn't even finish his sentence before you felt him tense up and release into your mouth seconds later, groaning your name loudly. His fingers were threaded into your hair, cradling the back of your head as he rode out his orgasm.

A hot tear rolled down your cheek at the intensity of choking on him, but you didn't dare look away from him as you swallowed everything he gave you. You swiped the pad of your thumb across your bottom lip with a smirk.

"Goddamn minx," He huffed, catching his breath, "Let me take care of ya, darlin'. Relax."

You shifted so you were the one laying down now, and Joel knelt between your legs. He wasted no time moving himself down so his face was met with your slick heat.

"So fuckin' pretty. All for me." He rasped, moving his middle finger to coat itself with your slickness. He attached his lips to your aching clit, sucking on it in a perpetual manner as he moved his middle finger down to your aching core. He teased your entrance with the tip of his finger before fully plunging it into you, adding his index finger to the arousing mix.

Joel always made a note of it to eat you out like he was a starved man who's last meal was you. His skillful tongue and long, thick fingers always had you saying his name like a prayer, and he loved every single second of it.

"Fuck, Joel, right there. Fuck fuck fuck!" Joel's cocky chuckle left him humming against you, knowing you weren't going to last much longer like this. Your hips were rolling against his face and fingers, and the way his tongue was easily gliding into your folds as his strong nose bumped against your clit had you nearly seeing stars. The hot tension in your core was building up quickly, and Joel was waiting for the snap.

Not even a minute later, you were coming violently undone against his tongue as he lapped away at you, helping you ride out your intense orgasm.

"Mm, babygirl, you taste so goddamn good." Joel moaned against you and then moved up, hovering over you again.

The whole bottom half of his face was coated in your arousal, and fuck was it a sight to see.

Joel moved one hand up to your face to cradle your cheek, dragging it down so the pad of his thumb tugged at your bottom lip.

"Open." He demanded, his voice intense and full of eroticism.

You immediately comply, opening your mouth while resting your tongue just before your bottom lip began. Joel smirked at you devilishly as he spit directly into your mouth. You immediately tasted yourself, and you looked up at him in astonishment.

"You kinky bastard." You put a hand on his chest, nails lightly scratching his skin as you trailed your hand down his torso. You gently grabbed his cock, which was more than ready for you once again, and Joel had to stifle a groan.

"Don't act like you don't fuckin' love it, baby." He moaned as he moved down to kiss you with such fervor, your lungs started to burn for air.

You lined him up with your still-slick entrance, and he pushed into you. You both moaned simultaneously into each other's mouths as Joel stretched you in the most perfect, pleasing way. No one's ever fucked you like he has, and god were you putty in his hands every single time.

His hips snapped against yours in a rapid, rhythmic matter, which elicited the most erotic sounds from your throat. You wrapped your legs around his waist, heels of your feet digging into the bottom of his back.

"Fuck, baby, I love you." His voice was strained and the southern drawl he had was ever so present.

"I-I-fuck- love you too, J-Joel." You could barely even think coherently as he was hitting that sweet spot inside you with every single thrust.

Joel fucking you roughly was exactly what you needed to release all the tension. You always looked forward to what came after as well, which was Joel being nothing but a sweetheart and giving you the best aftercare possible.

"You're so beautiful, babygirl. So beautiful, and all mine. I'm so lucky." Joel praised you, kissing you tenderly on your neck before moving his mouth to your breasts as he took his time adorning each of them.

Your heart melted at his words, falling even more in love with him.

"Joel, I'm close." Your voice is a desperate whisper, and he moved his hand down to rub your already overstimulated clit.

"Me too, baby, me too. C'mon. Give it to me." He coaxes, and the hot sensation coils inside you once more as you claw at his back in complete desperation. Instantaneously, pleasure washed over you once more as you moaned his name loudly, so fucking thankful that his windows were pretty soundproof.

Not that he'd give a fuck, but you'd think Mrs. Adler would tear you both a new one if she even heard the nasty things going on in Joel Miller's bedroom.

"Fuck, Joel, o-oh my god." Your hips ground against his, riding out your orgasm once more.

"Fuck, doll, where do you want me?" He asks as his hips lose their steady rhythm, stuttering once more. Always the telltale that he was about to find release himself.

"In me. Please." Your breathless reply drew a whimper from him as he found his release once more, only this time, you felt it in your core.

He collapsed on top of you, wrapping his strong arms around you as he pulled you close. He kissed the top of your head a couple of times before slowly pulling out of you.

You traced small patterns on his heaving chest and kissed him there once before looking up at him. You admired his handsome features while his eyes were closed, because you knew he'd give you shit for staring at him if he had his eyes open.

"You're starin' again." Joel huffed, opening his eyes to look down at you. Your eyes twinkled in delight as a lazy smile spread across your lips. He just knew you too damn well.

"I can't help it, baby, you're just so handsome." You move your hand up to brush his waves off of his forehead, which were coated in sweat.

He chuckled and shook his head as he moved to stand up, and you pouted at him once more.

"You and that damn pout, doll. You're going to be the death of me." He leaned down to kiss you once more before going into the bathroom to draw a bath and grab wet a washcloth to bring it back out so he could clean you up.

"That's never my intention, Mr. Miller. I only use it to get my way." You tease him, causing him to chuckle.

He helps you up gently, "What am I going to do with you?"

You shrug. "Help me relax some more, yeah?" You kiss him once and he leads you to the bathroom, settling behind you as you both get into the tub.

"Gladly."

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dielitttt · 1 year

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Ceres Observations (childhood/parent addition)

9h or Sagittarius ceres people may have had parents that had two different ideas of parenting, one being strict and one giving freedom. One of them may have been emotionally distant or absent in some way at some point. Their Parents may have taught them or surrounded them with their culture a lot, and traveled a lot whether it be alone or with them.

people with 4h/cancer ceres may have been undervalued or had less attention from the mother but still attached to her, if they have siblings the mother could've given their siblings more attention than they them at some point. I've seen these people to prefer their mother more than their father or stick with their mother a lot tbh.

I've seen many people (including me) who have their ceres connected to some Neptune influence tend to have one or both parents deal with addiction or drug abuse most of the time, maybe witnessing it with their own eyes or not at all. One or both of the parents could've had a hard time connecting with the real world and maybe could've been neglectful at some point. This usually applies to those who have it negatively aspected or in 12h

10h/Capricorn ceres people usually have one or both parents who are workaholics and usually paid attention to their work than them. Their parents often chose their careers and money more which can cause a lot of neglect at some point. They might not have been an emotionally expressive parent; instead, they may have shown you that they cared by merely providing for you. Their parents usually try to put their work expectations on them.

8h/Scorpio ceres (me including) people can have parents who had trouble financially, they borrow money but can usually not pay it back like that. Their parents may have even asked them for money from them but weren't finically stable to give it back. Their parents may have projected their trauma or emotional pain onto them or usually teach them to suppress their feelings. People tend to trust these people easily. They may also have witnessed traumatizing things that's happened to their parents. Type of people who try to heal others but themselves

I've seen many Virgo ceres people learn organizational skills, helping others etc. at a very young age at some point cause their parents may have been a bit messy and busy with other stuff.

Taurus/2h people tend to have one or both parents who buy their love, to substitute the lack of affection or nurturing whether it be emotional or physical, this usually applies to those who have it well-aspected. These people have the types of parents who excuse the fact that they give materialistic things to them or provide for them so that they can't give proper affection. If it's negatively aspected or afflicted it's the complete opposite, they would've lacked proper materialistic/needs and being financially stable.

People with ceres-saturn negative aspects may have had too much or too little freedom/ restrictions from those who raised them. Their father or a masculine figure that was in their life might of been very cold or distant.

Sun-ceres people may have generally lacked attention from their parents, which gives them low esteem and looking for attention else where . this could apply to Venus as well but they try to find this in their own partners or love interest

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linonyang · 1 year

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[19:42] bang chan

pairing: non-idol!bang chan and gender-neutral!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship, domestic au, college au

warnings: none

word count: 1.7k words

note: hello i am back! here’s a quite messy and somewhat plotless fic (bc i’m kinda rusty rn in terms of writing rip) that i just did on the spot jhsdfjfadsfa i’m still working on some of my wips so i wrote this for now! i also decided to write this bc i relate with reader enjoying being alone lol i hope you enjoy somehow :DD

tag list: @awooghan @hwangsify @xiaoderrrr @cosmic-railwayxo

It felt relieving to spend an afternoon class alone after spending most of your morning classes with classmates with whom you had no choice but to talk. To sit on your chairs and endlessly communicate with many of them was so exhausting until the point where you’d jokingly admit that you don’t want to talk to anybody for thirty business days to recharge.

Perhaps, it’s not a joke at all?

You’re finally on your way back to your apartment after spending a few hours walking around the campus, cooling down in the library, and finding something to eat for dinner on your own. You did not forget to buy food for two, since somebody’s waiting for your presence in that apartment of yours.

To be frank, Chan totally understood your eagerness to spend some time alone after your classes. He isn’t the type of person who feels tempted to not attend another daunting set of classes the next day just because he’s overwhelmed. He doesn’t get overwhelmed in public settings easily, especially since he is used to being surrounded by people.

Chan has known you for so long that he understands how you work as a human being.

He always waits for you at your apartment until sundown so he can bring you—in a way better mood, obviously—in his arms. If his last class in the morning finishes earlier than usual, he could grab you away from your friends for a comfortingly silent lunch if you’re not feeling to talk to any of them. He will always understand every time you send a text message that you want to spend time with him instead of other people.

It's really because he knows and understands you so well.

When you push your door open to your warm abode, Chan greets you with a lovely smile and long arms wide open. You drop your takeout food on your desk, walk up to him, and fall down onto him where he is, lying on your bed.

“This feels so good…” you drag your voice, almost feeling like you’re embraced by cotton. Chan chuckles and ties his arms tighter around you. “That project we did almost ended me, I had to buy some chicken wings to celebrate my survival,” Chan hears your muffled voice as you rub your face on his soft hoodie.

Chan traces shapes on your back and grins. “You did very well, love. You really deserve those chicken wings,” he almost cracks up at your choice of reward. “But first of all, why chicken wings?”

You snort and look up. You almost forget to answer him after staring at his angelic face for a few seconds. Fixing your position, you propped yourself on your elbows, your body still on top of his.

“Love, can’t I eat something delicious after constantly injecting myself with caffeine in my blood for the past weeks?” you can’t help but giggle at the sight of Chan sighing in disappointment. “I worked hard for that project! If I slacked off by sleeping all day, maybe things wouldn’t be as decent as what happened earlier,” you tell him. Moving some of his curls away from his eyes, you continued, “The coffee was worth it to some extent, I believe.”

He hums, “I believe I need to monitor your caffeine consumption over the next few days, baby.” Chan raises his eyebrows obnoxiously, “And let you eat more chicken wings instead. Is that okay?”

Your eyes light up at the idea of someone else paying for your food, “Yeah, as long as I’m not the one paying!”

He lets go of one of his hands on your back to gently caress your cheek. “So…” he drags his low voice, eyes glinting, making you chuckle in amusement, “Am I allowed to steal you from your friends for the whole month?”

Chan fondly gazes at the sight of joy reflecting on your face, not minding your last statement. He has been so happy being in a relationship with you. He loves you and your whole soul, and he’d treasure all of the times he gets to see your smile. He would give you the world just to give you the joy you deserve after every slump and hurdle you need to pass through. The world has been rough on you, and all he hopes is that he’s someone you can rely on just to feel comforted and validated.

“They’re going to make fun of me when they’ll know that I will abandon them for you,” you shortly stop there to tease him. Chan interprets this as a no from you, and he frowns. “But hey, I’m going to be with you, and I’d love that more if I’m being honest. So, yes, please take me away and bring me everywhere you want to go,” you finally continued.

Chan squeals and returns his arms around you to embrace you tightly once again. “You’re going to stick with me for a very long time, I’m very excited.” He continues to embrace you and rock you together side to side in delight.

You nuzzle his neck and agree, “But can I do the same stuff after class?”

“Oh, your alone time, you mean? Yeah, that’s absolutely fine,” he smirks, “unless you are okay with a clingy man silently following you around…”

You lightly bite his shoulder in response, Chan yelps and laughs. Your actual answer right beside his ear, “I guess that wouldn’t be that bad, right? If the love of my life is the one behaving like the dog he is, I wouldn’t mind him joining me in my alone time.”

“You’ll never let that dog thing die, aren’t you?” Chan remembers that you’re such a tease, and that’s just how you return the same energy since he does joke around with you quite a lot.

You nod in agreement. “You’re my pet, and I’d love to take care of you. I never knew you could bark like an actual dog!”

“I was communicating with Jisung’s dog, _____! He wouldn’t understand if I speak to him in English,” Chan excuses.

Cackling, you bring yourself up, away from Chan’s arms. “Oh, shut it! You tried so hard to act like a dog, it was cute and funny,” you respond.

Getting out of bed, you reach for the takeout on your table, “Let’s have our dinner in a bit!” You hear your boyfriend groaning and complaining for a solid ten minutes during your whole preparation for your dinner.

When you place the final piece, the glasses, on the table, you feel arms laced around you once again. Chan’s now the one nuzzling your neck, and you can’t help but mumble in amusement, “You are so clingy today, love. Did you miss me that much?”

“I… really do miss you, baby,” he softly spins you around to face him. “And today, maybe I kind of feel the same way as you feel usually, I realized I didn’t have that much time with myself or you today, so I feel like staying with you tonight.”

It is real that birds flock with the same feather. Not that you expected Chan to keep up with the same amount of energy every day, but you know times like this hit him once in a while.

He recharges with you.

You let him stay whenever he wants to be with you for the whole night. Aside from bonding through dinner and dishwashing, you two also get your own peace by doing your own work. It’s a win-win, you once said before, when Chan was feeling clingy like he is right now and both of you are in your own battles—dealing with final exams and projects. You spent the night typing away in your laptops and highlighting a stack of books and ending the day in each other’s arms.

He is so grateful that he gets to stay with you.

You reach for his hand and peck on his tender cheeks. “We’re in this together, I guess,” you purse your lips. “So don’t worry, we have the whole night together as usual. When you wake up tomorrow, I’m still beside you, okay?”

Chan nods and thanks you, pulling the nearest chair for you to sit on. He sits on the chair beside you and lets you put your leg on top of his.

Small acts like this make Chan fall in love with you all over again. There are things that you do that are reserved for him and him only. Those were signs that you’re his and he’s yours.

“Thanks for the dinner, _____,” he mumbles, slowly moving his head on your shoulder. “I’m going to start stealing you from your friends tomorrow, we’ll have lunch together, my treat,” he glances at your face above his. You nod your head and smile in approval, feeling thrilled that you’ll be with him once again, away from many people.

In a world where you get crushed by the weight of demands and pressures, you get to take your time and slow down at night with him. Perhaps you can conclude that Chan being with you hits differently than being alone. His presence is enough for you to feel better, and you hope your own presence can heal him to some extent like what you’re doing right now.

Awaiting by the dark night is the sight of the two of you, snoozing together under the blankets. The skies are pleased with the sight, and they want to give you a night without peril—silence, tranquility, and a beautiful sun to awaken you later on.

When your eyes open, you are welcomed by an adorable snuggling Chan, both arms and legs clinging onto you. You find your phone to check the time, and you decide to give yourself more shut-eye, it is too early to get up and prepare for another exhausting day after all.

Both of you are obviously not ready to face another day, but you two get to return home to see each other, and maybe that’s enough for you to go through the taxing mornings.

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