#wc: 259

[beseira]

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"important words you speak"

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“the episode is out now, so i figured i can tell you about it now” a deep breath escapes her lips. though her family were supporting her when she told them she’d be joining next gen, they didn’t really understand what it was, nor were they able to watch the show as they didn’t know korean. seira had originally planned to tell them what happened as the show went on, but after doing terrible time after time, she just couldn’t get herself to tell them what the show was like and how she was doing.

“i didn’t get a contract” she’ll tell them that much, they’ve supported her and they’re her family, everyone who watched knows she failed, so why shouldn’t they? “ah” is the only sound that escapes her dad’s lips and she patiently waits for more to come “it’s okay” he says after a bit, she wishes he would say more, but know he’s not the best with words. “your brother wants the phone” he then says “okay” she replies back. 

“what happened? dad’s expression seemed sad” he does have feelings, “i didn’t get a contract” it hurts to have to say the words again. “it’s okay” he says and she fears that’s all he’ll say “i’ve never known someone who fights as hard as you, you deserve success, and if you continue what you’re doing then you’ll get it”.

support, she has people supporting her she remembers, she’ll fight this fight for more than just herself, she wants to make the people who support her proud.

[endueringfire]

byunghee had to muster all of his strength not to slam the door behind his mother as she left the apartment in a hurry. back when the scandal broke, a part of byunghee had wondered whether this would be something that could potentially damage his relationship with his parents, but he had brushed that thought away. if nothing else, byunghee had always been consistent in being grateful and supportive of his parents, of doing everything he possibly could to guarantee they'd live an easier life than they did for the past thirty years - a stark contrast to heeseung, who very obviously and openly resented their parents for the life they couldn't give him. 

yet not a single word of apology had been thrown his way, no acknowledgment that the only reason byunghee became the subject of national scrutiny and judgment was because of a wrong call by his father, whom byunghee had trusted blindly. just a pat on the shoulder and a question of whether byunghee had made the money back. and byunghee had chosen not to show his annoyance at it, but of course the anger had been building all this time. his mother showing up unannounced and making demands about his life was only bound to bring all of that to the surface.

sung was not supposed to be caught in the crossfire, though. he wasn't supposed to be here and now, with his mother gone, byunghee felt that even more intensely. "i'm sorry," he said, turning to face joosung. "you weren't supposed to see that."

as soon as byunghee flinched away, sung's leg did too, as the fear settled in that he might have made the wrong choice and made byunghee feel worse. yet, the fear quelled before it could fester, as he felt a relaxed byunghee reach to him, instead. for then, he could settle himself to feel like he was helping. after his mother left, they would be able to talk about it properly, so he could understand the limits. after all, if it was up to him to offer comfort without thinking of any other variables, he'd rather be sitting beside byunghee with the option of a far wider range of comforting motions.

although, he once again had to remind himself that being comforting meant leveling his own emotions, because even as his heart lurched at byunghee's interjection, he needed to stay as calm as he could be. sung didn't expect byunghee to be so brazen, considering the vague description he'd given was an out for both of them. he couldn't tell in the slightest how byunghee's mom felt about this, leaving him to guess and assume. as she brought up the word couple, his breath caught in his throat, halfway to a laugh prepped to diffuse the situation, but byunghee cut in.

his rain of thoughts on how terribly she might hate them for wearing a couple's costume and worse yet, sung wearing a female character's costume, quieted one by one for the time being with the change in topic. by the time the hammering in his heart slowed, he felt eyes, and like a magnetic pull, he turned his eyes to meet byunghee's.

sung swallowed. was this... byunghee admitting their relationship to his mother? was that the truth of the situation he was struggling to read? despite himself, his heart began to speed up again, but the mood had completely shifted. still unsure what cues were okay to pick up, he chose to skip past it for something he could understand better. "it's- it's okay. byunghee cares very deeply about you and his father. i believe he's only showing concern for his health like this because he cares." if he were more comfortable in this situation and family dynamic, he might have been more straightforward to tell byunghee if he isn't kind in his delivery, he won't get the result he wants, but also that his parents should take better care of themselves and accept care when given if they truly want to make byunghee happy. it wasn't the time, but he'd save those thoughts for the future.

[kastighur]

← back. ᝰ.ᐟ jealous ?

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 homicipher. mr. crawling. fluff. gn! reader // wc : 259

! mr. crawling doesn't get jealous, he just wants the same amount of attention and affection on him.

! like that scene from mr. chopped. where mc places cat ears on his head and calls him cute, mr. crawling didn't really react.

! instead he used that as inspiration to get mc's attention on him, like, " oh! eat ears = me like = mc find me cute ! pet ! happy! "

! and he was proven right when mc called him cute.

! maybe he will get jealous if mc spends too much time with other residents, especially the ones he knows are good. like mr. hood, the bride, mr. silvair, mr. chopped etc.

! i'm picturing mr. crawling following you around as usual, then danger comes in form of another resident. they lunge towards mc who is too slow in swinging their crowbar but crawling doesn't pull them back in time.

! and before mc gets hurt mr. hood seemingly pops out of no where (he was keeping an eye on them ) and baam! the attacker gets killed in a single hit.

! mc sighs in relief, thanking mr. hood, who asks them if they are alright.

" human no hurt? i'm glad. you small, me take care of you. " ( maybe slightly ooc ?)

! mr. crawling watches as mc smiles at mr hood,if the conversation lasts too long maybe mr. crawling would sit there and sulk, after a while he'd tug on your raincoat and look up at you, pleading.

! orr, he'd silently go away, thinking you don't want him around anymore. then hide somewhere and cry till you find him.

> part 2 ? maybe mc getting jealous, or a different character ?

© @kastighur

[httpsminsgirl]

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ bonedo and their campus crush ⚝๋࣭ ⭑

contains: fluff, bonedo being down bad, non-idol! bonedo, OT6, campus crush bonedo ! (members are not referred as ''his members'' but ''his friends'') gn! reader (i'm pretty sure) a/n: I have dyslexia so sorry if there are missing punctuations or grammar mistakes, also english isn't my first language!! hope you like it! ^^ requests, feedback and opinions are always appreciated ! <3 warning: none

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Jaehyun: (wc: 258)

you'd only have one class with Jaehyun, but he was friends with your friends, so sometimes you'd have lunch together or walk around together, somehow he always had a cute natural blush on his face.

He'd take every and any chance to stare at you, and everytime you'd notice and stare back he'd just avoid all eye contact and hide his face, sometimes his face just would fall straight onto the table and his arms would cover him as he acted tired

all your friends would say he's always really talkative and confident, but with you he was barely able to form sentences that made sense or barely able to talk without stuttering at times, just causing you to call him cute and making him blush more

his friends would love teasing him nonstop, making fun of him every chance they got, specially when you walked in front of them and waved your hand at Jaehyun making him get all flustered but also as excited as a puppy with a ball. As much as they loved teasing his friend, they'd encourage him to ask you out.

You'd end up catching on his little (BIG) crush on you as he was painfully obvious, so you would just make your mind up about asking him out, but that same day he'd come to you with a flower he picked up, face as red as a tomato and unable to look into your eyes as the words ''do you... want to.. maybe go.. hm- on a date with me?'' left his mouth slowly but surely.

Sungho: (wc: 250)

Sungho thought he wasn't obvious at all but his gaze would be following you everywhere you went, even if you were just sitting down doing nothing his gaze was fixed on you and that's when Myungjae had to intervene hitting his elbow ''stop staring so much, weirdo'' his friend said making him get out of his trance ''oh? oh'' he muttered to then focus on class

after that Jaehyun would tell the whole group about it and they'd start to make fun of him but he wasn't paying attention, you just entered the lunch room and that made him get lost in you once again.

The guys would have to help Sungho on this one, he wasn't one to be shy, but he was just mentally blocked this time. The guys would accidentally push his friend towards you causing you both to crash onto each other as Sungho apologized nonstop and you just gave him a reassuring smile to then leave hearing how he cursed his friends afterwards

next day he'd wait for you at lunch just to apologize once again, and maybe even take a chance? as soon as he saw you he walked to you, blushing and scratching his neck as he apologized, after that was done there was silence for some seconds, until he build up enough courage ''I- I think you're really.. p-pretty'' he said a bit unsure and flustered ''would you like to have lunch with me?'' he asked now as you smiled and nodded, hearing what you supposed, were his friends cheering in the background

Riwoo: (wc: 259)

Riwoo was really quiet about it, no one knew about his crush on you. He kept it completely buried, or so he thought until he had to do a project with you and he didn't know how to even articulate a single word causing him to blush embarrassed and for you to look at him worried.

Next meeting Riwoo would be more prepared, but he'd still be quiet, he wouldn't talk much, but he'd steal glances at you and maybe even slowly start a conversation as he warmed up to you and tried to break out of his introvert shell

He'd usually bring snacks, coffee or sweets to have as you worked on your project, and he'd always bring you the best, your favorite things, if you weren't onto sweets like him, he'd make sandwhiches just for you, excited to see you try it and get opinions on it, he'd be really attentive and warm to you. a lot of heart fluttering moments just catching him stare at you and smile or listen to you and agreeing to whatever you say.

As the project was done and you wouldn't have an excuse to see each other anymore, he'd have to prepare himself and tell his friends about it, just to get them to encourage him and prepare him for the big moment. he'd just give you a cup of your favorite drink next day before class and a little note that said ''meet up at 7pm? I'll pick you up... if you want to'' making you chuckle and nod

Taesan: (wc: 265)

Taesan was one to look at you at all times, or most of the time trying to play it off, only thing was that his facial expression was so neutral and unreadable you didn't know if he looked at you cause you had something on your face or just because

He'd never get close to you but he'd look at you from the distance, just secretly admiring you, his friends knew about it and even though they wanted to tease him they knew better than to mess with him about his feelings, something he was quite sensitive about.

As he'd keep an eye on you he'd learn your habits imitating them at times, he'd know what you liked and what you didn't, when you didn't do your homework or if you were awake the whole night.

He'd veeery painfully slowly get close to you, offering you some candy, water, or snacks he had in his bag if he felt you were hungry, even letting you copy his homework if he saw you didn't do it

You slowly got more used to him, his coldness, the distance he'd always keep and how he wasn't someone that talked a lot, but it was fine. you started talking with him at class, just making up for everything he missed, whether it was talking, warmth, initiative, you took it all, and started getting closer but he never really seemed to be interest or attracted to you, until one day he asked if he could walk you home and in the way he held your hand for the first time.

Leehan: (wc: 270)

Leehan and you shared classes together, but not like it mattered, you never talked anyways. he caught your eye, and you had a crush on him, but just something you used to have the will to go to class. until one day you found out you both have some friends in common

at first he was quiet, he never really talked to you or looked at you so you'd think he disliked you or just found you annoying, until your friends started teasing you ''he always looks at you when you're not looking'' they said and that made you feel just a little bit crazy

as the group got closer and closer you slowly started talking too, your friends mostly led the conversation but the only answers he'd pay attention to were yours. One afternoon at the hangout you weren't feeling really well, but no one noticed, or so you thought, until he asked you if you were okay.

You took a walk together as you got some fresh air and he got you a sugary drink to help you feel better, as you did, you both were walking back to where your friends were, but you didn't want to go with them, and Leehan didn't either. ''what if we hang out together? let's do something more relaxing... just- you know... so that you don't overwork yourself?'' he said and you smiled nodding, after that night you'd always sit together in class and talk, have lunch together and he would always make you feel almost crazy as he stared at you attentively with his beautiful brown eyes and a soft smile.

Woonhak: (wc: 181)

Woonhak was also one to be painfully obvious, but also painfully cocky. You would see him sometimes in the hallways, lunch room, or with your group of friends, he was always looking at you with a smile, waving at you like an excited puppy that just met eyes with his owner after a long day of not seeing them

he'd get closer and closer, ask you about your classes and without even asking you if you wanted to or not, he'd walk you to your class and wait for you after if he could. His friends would tease him non-stop, maybe even say he seemed like an stalker or a bit too over the top, so one afternoon he asked you if you thought he was annoying. You hated to admit it, but his cockiness, warmth and attentiveness got to you, you loved the attention he gave you and how smiley he was always specially when looking at you

after a lot of teasing and dares he ended up asking you to date him with a bouquet of flowers one day as you were walking back to your dorms together

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[fletching-scar]

Shinon's been cagey, looking out for that big guy. He scarcely even remembers the face, just the... Just the heft of the man, and the breadth of his hands...

Fuck. The memory rattles him, shot through with a revulsion that has no business next to a man so monumental.

But Shinon fucked it up! As ever.

So he's been cagey, the last couple days. Glaring a hole through every husky guy he sees, trying to remember if this is the one he's gotta avoid for the rest of his miserable life.

It's exhausting. And just when he gets some peace, just when he finds a moment to curl up and carve...

Just then, the voice hits him like a fucking landslide, dashes his guts against the bedrock below.

Shinon's knife hand slips. He nearly cuts himself.

The big man's looking his way. He's talking to Shinon. Waving him over like a village kid in a flowery meadow, as if nothing's wrong at all.

Shinon's nerves all crackle at once. He swallows the static.

He stands.

Really, there's no reason to. Really, the better thing to do is freeze, to pretend he's not listening, to pretend he's already dead. To hope the mountain goes away.

But... there's a gravity to this man. Something undeniable.

Shinon grits his teeth. He wobbles over, trying like hell to straighten his steps. He's not anxious. He's never anxious.

When he's close enough--shit, the big man smells the same. It almost kills him.

But it doesn't. Not quite.

Shinon forces words out of his mouth like a millstone forces flour from grain. "What d'you want?"

spitshine

[gyurilla]

if i say, i love you #ynwoo never dies!

synposis; riwoo accidentally retweets one of your old posts, thinking he’s on his spam account. he quickly deletes it, but your friend manages to screenshot it before it’s gone. you play it cool, acting like it was no big deal—pretending you haven’t secretly had a crush on him for years and thinking it was just a harmless mistake. but riwoo knows it wasn’t a mistake

wc; 259

(side story 2)

main

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thirty minutes passed, five knocks at your door, you walked over and cracked the door open, expecting him

“hi, princess.” he grins like an idiot. “you look so pretty. like. are you real??”

“you’re drunk.”

“yeeeah, but also in love.”

you walked over to the fridge, filling the glass slowly, the hum of the fridge filling the quiet kitchen when suddenly

“i think you were sent to earth to humble me.”

you froze mid-pour, then slowly turned your head toward the living room. “what?”

“what are you talking about.”

“because you’re so… like. so much. you’re too good. my heart can’t even handle it.” eyes squinting like he was trying to focus. “you’re too pretty. too smart.”

“you sound so silly, hyeok..” you laughed softly

he looked at you with a lazy grin. “but it’s true.”

you groan. he pulls you down beside him, arms already wrapping around your waist like a koala.

“dont leave. i’ll die,” he mutters into your hoodie.

“you’re not dying, you’re just clingy when you’re drunk.” you say trying to make him drink water

and then a pause. then he says, dead serious.

“i wanna marry you someday. like, actually..is that crazy?”

you froze, the glass halfway to his lips. the air between you thickened instantly.

he turned to look at you, eyes wide and hopeful, still a little unsteady but sincere.

“no,” you finally breathed out, heart pounding. “no, it’s not crazy at all, but lets talk when you’re sober.” you mutter

“hmmm okay..” he says, eyes closing. “i’ll mean it then too.”

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ju: short little side story

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[sheyfu]

》 random thought hehe not even going to format it because it's a spur of the moment thing and it's 5am 😭😭; overused trope maybe?×*×*; soshiro hoshina x fem!reader; confusing plot me thinks im so sorry this was just a random thought that occured 😭😭; wc: 259; read for a banger 🙏

“hey y/n” the young hoshina soshiro calls for the attention of the little lady. “do you need anything, soshi?”

“do you pinky promise to stay with each other forever?” his closed eyes opening as he offers a pinky to the young heir. “of course, you doofus! i'm going to become the strongest to protect you and mama and papa!” you say, pumping your fists and locking your pinky with his.

hoshina soshiro can't help but laugh, clutching his stomach as you stare at him weirdly. “what's so funny, meanie young mister master?”

“oh nothing nothing, i'm looking forward to it, o great knight and shining armor!” he declares to the world without a care. “just don't forget about our promise, okay? you know what happenes to liars!” the young hoshina quips. “of course not, doofus! lying is bad, mama said so! hmph. what do you take me for?” you say with fake agitation and turn away from him.

“noooooo y/n! i'm sorry i didn't mean iiiiitttt” he says as he continues to giggle.

“meanie!” you felt him tackle you and start tickling your belly. “hey! stop it!!” you gasp for air as he continues the tickle attack on your body—laughs being carried with the wind and more pinky promises being shared as the moon took over the sun.

in that moment, he believed you and in everything you said.

yet, as he watches your lifeless body get pulled out of the remains of tachikawa base, he can't help but think:

what a liar you are, my dearest.

ermmm 😓😓 i hope this was enjoyable for everyone!! this man (and sae) has been clouding my mind all week long so why not write for him aha aha aha 😍🔥😍🔥😍 reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated!!

[hamilando]

wonwoo fluff! (he's just looks so fluffy)

Wc: 259

Tw: Just Gamer Wonwoo fluff with a twist

Paring : Wonwoo x female reader

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You pull the head off the heavy mascot costume, sighing as a cool breeze from a fan chills your flushed cheeks. As you step out of the rest of the costume, you notice one of the basketball players standing behind you.

"I didn't realize you were a girl," he says. "Or pretty."

You turned around and took notice of the guy, Number 6, clearly wearing a black jersey, the opponent school's jersey.

"The guy who does this was down with fever, cliche I know right?"

"Your school is losing the game as well, cliche much?"

You laughed, flaunting the dimpled smile,

“They lose all games at this point, there is no pointing out needed you know."

The guy leaned against the locker, handing you a water bottle,

"Drink up, you need the energy to cheer up the losing team."

You took the bottle from his hand, happily gulping the water,

"I really needed that, my knight in basketball jersey."

"I figured.", the stranger replied before trying to make his out of the locker.

"Hey, dont leave me in the lockers without telling your name."

"Captain of the team you probably shouldn't talk to." The guy just winked and went out of the locker room, the whistle blowing right, indicating that the break had ended.

You sighed and put the mascot head back on, making your way back to the court, taking a glance at the score board, where the score was displayed next to each team's captain, Wonwoo written below the picture of the guy you just talked to.

[lizardperson]

good taste and where to buy it

[on ao3]

fandom: original work rating: g wc: 259 prompt: #fff287 i can't stand it for @flashfictionfridayofficial

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"Oh, this is terrible."

"I know, right?! I love it," Mika beamed.

"No, I mean it," Quinn emphasized. "It is terrible. What's with the eyes? And the teeth?! This has to be the worst shirt you own."

Mika shrugged and looked down at her chest. Besides a somewhat bizarre face, this one had a bunch of barely comprehensible text about gas station dick pills on it. It was one of her favorites, actually.

"Well, it's definitely in the top three," Gabriel piped up, making Mika grin proudly.

Quinn was still not over it. "You let her leave the house like this?"

"It's not like I have much choice," Gabriel remarked dryly. "And I learned pretty fast that complaining about it only encourages her."

"How do you put up with that?!"

"You guys do realize I am standing right here?" Mika chuckled.

Quinn looked back at her, shaking her head. "You only wearing that so he takes it off quicker?"

"Ehh… it's a factor?"

"Do you just buy every stupid shirt you find? The more eye-rolling, the better?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Unbelievable. I cannot stand looking at this thing," Quinn continued complaining. "I'm serious. I can't look at this all evening!"

"Would it make you feel better if I put on a sweatshirt?" Mika suggested amicably.

"Yes, please."

"No problem."

She dug through her bag and pulled a black sweatshirt over her head.

Quinn stared at her for a moment, flabbergasted, then she started laughing. "I hate you."

Mika looked down at her 'I <3 MILFS' hoodie and just grinned.

[the shirt] [the hoodie] [bonus art]

[sailtomarina]

I know this is a flash fic rather than art, but I couldn’t resist lucky_0rnot’s February prompts any longer 😍

Draco/Hermione | Rating G | fluff | WC 259

It’s amazing, really, the countless, thoughtless, ways in which they use their hands.

How, when waking up, Hermione slaps her alarm without looking, making precise contact as if following a tether to the source. The way she wrangles her curls into a thick braid, one that will fall out over the course of the next couple of hours and have to be redone, then done again. Each brush of her mascara and blush brush is delicate, when most everything in her life is not.

All of these actions she does without conscious thought about stretching open her palm, curling the fingers. Squeezing. Letting go. They’re second nature, like breathing and walking.

This, however, takes thought. Intention.

Holding Draco Malfoy’s hand when he offers it to her in broad daylight is meaningful. If she takes it, she’s as good as telling the world that there is a connection between them. Something more than colleagues who bicker over legislation, or friends of friends putting up with each others’ company at pub trivia.

She sees the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes at her prolonged consideration, but he doesn’t give up. The ripple along the jaw and slight tremble in his arm are all the further prompting she needs to take action.

Time seems to stretch as she reaches out. Her fingers tingle upon making contact, tentative, at first, then intertwining and hinging palm to palm like a door sliding shut to one future as another one rolls out beneath their feet.

The intentional step of which they’ll take together, at last.

[strangersteddiex]

🤍 for wip weekend? :D

Starting wc: 0 Current wc: 259

Small snippet:

Steve was lying flat on his back, staring at the ceiling and tossing a mini basketball into the air over and over. Eddie’s unexpected voice made him startle and the ball fell onto the pillow by his head, narrowly missing his face. 

“They made you the captain with skills like that?” Eddie teased, pushing off from the doorframe he’d been leaning on.

Steve rolled onto his side to face Eddie as he walked over, “you been there long, Munson?” he asked teasingly. 

“I was just admiring the view, Darling,” Eddie dropped elegantly into a squat at the edge of the bed so they were on the same level. “What’s going on, Stevie?”

We'll Make It I Swear

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[underburningstars]

one of us is dead 17

(1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12,13,14,15,16,17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24,25,26,27,28,29,30,31)

for @jegulus-microfic prompt trick, wc 259

The next few days, Regulus is too scared to leave the room, but a week later, James manages to drag him out because, according to him, he absolutely refuses to let Regulus rot in the room. 

Rude. 

They’re very very careful about every step they take and flinch at the slightest of sounds. 

“We’re going somewhere,” They usually just roam around and check the rooms they can, but today James’ steps are purposeful. “Where?”

“You’ll see,” Is the answer he gets. Regulus scowls at the vague answer and glares at the back of James’ head. If it turns out to be some shitty trick, James is going to get his ass kicked into another generation, no matter how much Regulus is in love with him. 

Regulus can’t tell where James has brought him by the sight of the door alone. All of them look exactly the same from the outside. However, James opens the door and the bright light that almost blinds him tells him enough about where they are. Regulus’ sour mood immediately improves at the sight of the books.

“I know you liked this place,” James says as he closes the door behind them. “Thought this would make you feel better.”

He turns to look at James, who is looking back at him with an uncertain smile and his beautiful doe eyes. Fuck Regulus is so in love with him that it’s overflowing out of him. And this time he doesn’t bother holding his feelings in. 

He cups James’ face and pulls him down into a kiss. 

[fangbangerghoul]

May I request Ghal content?

•Kiss on the back of your hand, yearning (does that count as an emotion?) and a frying pan.

The taste of the cigarette lingered on her lips as she walked back into the kitchen. This shift was dreadful but necessary for not only monetary gain but information that tends to slip in the heat of a kitchen. Valentine was at the line shuffling his flaming frying pan with vigor, his body leaning into the movement with concentration. Ghoul stepped beside him to the cutting board after washing her hands and continued with the chopping she paused before stepping out.             “Anything?” She asked vaguely while the other staff bustled around her. She could never be too sure who was listening. Val gave her a subtle nod as an answer before flipping the rainbow of vegetables in the air as if he had been doing this all his life. Her focus was drifting to possibilities and before she knew it, she sliced her finger.             “Fuck.” She growled and went to examine the damage from the throbbing heat that was coming from her finger tip. Before she got a good look Val took her hand and carefully evaluated it before gently placing her finger into his mouth. His tongue swirled after a soft suck from his mouth. She looked at him slightly flushed and annoyed but before she could say a word his soft lips grazed the back of her hand.             “Better?” He asked in a soft whisper and his deep earthy gaze eyed her with satisfaction. Ghoul felt an ember of desperation creep up her chest, but she buried it before swiping her hand away to wrap her finger.  

Hopefully I got the yearning down~

WC: 259 because I can't help myself when it comes to Ghal content.

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[depressedhouseplant]

Just Fucking Write 2k24 - Day 7

Prompt: “Just Talk To Me”

WC: 259

“Just talk to me?” Juyeon ventured.

“What’s there to talk about?” Eric asked.

“How hard you’re pushing yourself? The fact you aren’t sleeping? When you think no one is looking you finally let yourself limp?” Juyeon listed.

“I’m doing what I have to do,” the younger boy replied.

“Doing what you have to do is showing up to events on time so you aren’t paying a late fee, not working yourself to the point you can’t walk,” Juyeon told him.

“Hak is already out. I can’t be out too,” Eric looked over at the older boy.

“This isn’t about Hak. This is about you,” Juyeon said. “Come on. We’ve got the rest of today and tomorrow off. You’re sleeping and resting that knee.”

“But…” Eric began.

“No complaints. I’ll throw you over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes and lock us in your room if I have to,” Juyeon gave him a pointed look.

“Us?” Eric repeated.

“What? You thought I was just gonna leave you? It’s you, me, and that bed for the next 36 hours,” Juyeon grinned.

“That sounds more than a little suggestive,” Eric finally smiled a little.

“And I’m open to suggestions once we’re settled,” the older boy gave him a quick peck on the lips before pulling him up to standing. Eric stared at him for a moment, trying not to touch his lips where Juyeon just kissed him. Juyeon laughed, not unkindly, as he walked them to Eric’s room.

“You’re welcome,” he said.

“So what suggestions were you referring to?” Eric asked.

[obxthornton]

Max

Steve Rodgers X Reader

Wc: 259

You walked out of your apartment complex one Thursday morning, with your dog, Max. He was very hyper today and you, not so much.

It had already been a terrible morning and you were already so, so tired and it was only 9 am.

Max pulled you along the sidewalk as you yawned, stumbling behind him, holding on very loosely to his leash.

You soon arrive to a small park and sat down on a bench unbuckle the leash from the harness. Max was a very good dog and never went too far without coming back.

Max took off running around the trees and doing laps around the park as you laid your head back and rubbed your face exhaustedly.

Soon you heard the pitter patter of your dogs feet and him plopping down infront of you.

You looked down to find that he had a big round red, white and blue shield in his mouth, wagging his tale.

"Max." You giggled "Now where did you find that?"

"Ma'am! Ma'am." A voice boomed as a man in uniform jogged up to you.

You raised an eyebrow at your dog and smiled. "Max give the man back his sheild."

Your dog turned to the man and dropped it at his feet.

"Sorry about that." You laughed

The man crouched down to the dogs level and rubbed his head. "It's no problem ma'am. You didn't mean it did you max?" Max aged his tail and licked the mans face. "Max what's your mommy's name?" He 'whispered'

"Y/n." I chuckled.

"Steve."

[tryingtimi]

Lonel: Draft 0 | Writing Log

DATE: 07.24 - 07.30 lAST DAY WC: 259 TOTAL WC: 2,114 CHAPTERS DONE: 1/2

THOUGHTS The pressure of logging apparently helps me get things done, huh. I've got a very clear picture of the first and second chapter, so the flow of the first half is very easy and nice. I'm kinda satisfied with the opening scene, and I finally let myself edit during writing (or not being completely done with the chapter or draft itself), so I take that as a little success. Lonel's character is not neccessarily the kind I first intended, but I believe he'll evolve with time. While thinking about his personality, I almost strayed to work a little bit on Sasin, the story that will connect to this one, but I ended up not doing that. I also very much enjoy the research on forensic jobs. Didn't even know there were vlogs about it? That sounds pretty extra, but oh well.

INSPIRATION SPARK: The Bear, Sons of Anarchy. Honestly, the latter is so 2000s, it's painful and nostalgic in the same time. It also feels pretty boring, but there is something that tickles my brain in the right way to add to Lonel a lot. While The Bear is just so good, I re-watched it twice now. Lonel has some things in common with Carmy, and his journey helped me come up with the opening chapter, so.