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cinellieroll · 2 months

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☆ random obey me headcanons part 2!

asmodeus, levi and barbatos ♡

part one (lucifer, mammon and simeon)

part three (beelzebub, belphegor, solomon)

part four (satan and diavolo)

cw: some small nsfw on asmo's part :p

small note: thank you so much for the likes and reblogs! i never expected such a large majority of people to enjoy my content so it's very dear to me. once again, thank you!

☆ asmodeus:

- kinda bad at cooking. his way of slicing and dicing vegetables is very mediocre if not clumsy looking. there are days where his cooking is acceptable and days where it's to seasoned or too bland (always convinces himself its good tho and posts it on his devilgram)

- though he's kinda bad at cooking, his baking skills are okay! his favorite pastry to make are cookies because he can design them the most.

- "ofcourse mc! you'll always be the first one to try my desserts! unless you want to taste something else?~ ♡"

- he has a collection of sanrios, hironos and sonny angels in his room. ESPECIALLY sonny angels. crazy thing is he always gets them for free from his fans and its always the limited edition ones

- he really enjoys watching old movies from the human world especially the romcoms. mean girls, notting hill, pitch perfect. he will pester you to rewatch it with him even though you guys have seen it multiple times already.

- he keeps a small jewelry box in his room but instead of jewelry its full of pics of you and him and the gifts you give him. theres some pics in there where the other brothers were cut or crossed out so it'll be just you and him lmfao

- he is a yandere and i stand by this. it's not as obvious but if he's really into you he'll constantly mark you with his scent and the stuff he wears. he'll leave a hickey or a bite mark if you're lucky ;)

- the type of guy to only bring a purse to school. if you ask for a pencil the bitch is gonna open his bag and say "oopsie! i only brought my makeup pouch and mirror today. sorry babe!"

- has his own private concert in showers every goddamn day

- he'll either fangirl with you about celebrities or he'll get extremely jealous because you're simping for someone else.

☆ levi:

- sometimes his ass crack will be on display when he's sitting down on the floor

- wears booty shorts religiously. sometimes he'll casually just walk out his room wearing a hoodie and booty shorts with prints on it

- has a tumblr account where he posts a bunch of hc, drabbles and other shit and until now no one knows its him

- had an amino and discord phase where he always roleplayed with other people. till this day it haunts him at night

- he livestreams twice a week on twitch and has been scolded by lucifer on stream once. there was also a time where mammon barged in his room half naked and suddenly all the views went up 10x

- trolls on roblox like it's a 9 to 5 job

- every once in a while he'll stay in lucifers room while lucifer is doing paperwork. he'll just lay down on his bed, watch and play games and even fall asleep

- makes his own persona in every fandom he gets into and writes very detailed backstories (dw levi, same)

- only reads "x reader" fics for obvious reasons

- went insane because human world games and animes are better than the ones in devildom. dont get me started about aot. (his favorite is levi ackerman obvi)

☆ barbatos:

- wishes he could get piercings but since he's the demon prince's butler he obviously can't

- started tweakin when you said some humans keep rats and bugs as pets. like he stopped polishing some plates and looked at you like you just dog shitted diavolo's name

- really enjoys your spotify playlist filled with metalhead and grunge songs. he really likes slipknot

- likes to order those cute, fancy tea sets when he has the time. when you gifted him tea leaves and a limited edition teapot set his love for you sky rocketed.

- gets annoyed when solomon manspreads

- has a really good voice when he sings. he used to sing diavolo lullabies when his father would get angry at him

- scrolls through levi and mammon's post for educational purposes cuz he wants to learn slangs just incase diavolo asks him what a specific word means

- "barbatos, what does 'runnin from da opps' mean?"

- "my lord, 'runnin from da opps' is a slang made by the new generation. it means fleeing from your haters."

- loves to tailor and iron his bed sheets so he can have a peaceful rest after a long day of non stop errands.

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ickymichi · 3 years

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𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝.

a tendou satori x reader series.

✟ there’s always been the one rule every person who’s been in a band knows not to break, never mess around with your band mates. but Satori was sick of the groupies, sick of catching the bra’s and panties that were flung at him every night. he just wanted the one thing he couldn’t have.

✟ warnings: swearing, eventual smut, eventual angst(?), drug use, inappropriate themes, comedy.

✟ things to know: band au!, some timeskip careers mentioned, slow updates.

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✟ word count: 1.8k

✟ note: first actual chapter of this series! it’s nothing big but obviously i wanted to get something written for this series! but i hope you enjoy my dears! reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

all contents belongs to k1ttykawa 2021. please do not repost or modify on this or any other platform.

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𝟎𝟎𝟐:. 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬

The bright lights and screams from the small crowd in the underground venue was what brings you back down from the high you’re always on whenever you sit on the small bouncing stool behind the drum set on stages every second or third night. You heard Semi thanking everyone for coming and whatever shit he always says. Once you seen him bow and Tendou go to pick up the collection of bra’s and panties thrown on stage, you raised a hand and threw one of the drumsticks into the crowd, your own way of saying goodbye before making your way offstage. Semi and Tendou’s tall frames following behind, the same order as always.

The sweat was pouring out of you, tonight being more of a wilder one than the usual calm sets you’ve been having in bars or party’s recently. they were easy money, but they got boring after just a few hours. so all three of you were in desperate need of a night like tonight.

Turning the corner of the small, dark corridor to your dressing room for tonight you were met with the stench of weed, 3 different girls on the beat up leather couch, a rolled joint in one of the girls hands and white lines on a tray to the others left. Like always, you went straight to the showers to get the scent of sweat and fake smoke of you.

You really don’t know when but the cropped black tank top you had on was ripped down one side but your usual headband you sported every show was missing and it now became you new priority to track it down. “Satori! Where the fuck is my headband?” you stomped back out to see the wanted man desperately trying to pull the tight leather pants down his lanky legs. His head was whipped up to at the sound of your annoyed voice and then quickly darted his eyes over to the blonde that had previously rolled the joints and was now fawning over semi and his revealed tattoos. “oi” was all you muttered out behind her and holding out your empty hand—also noting some of your rings were gone. She turned her head to you with a scowl covering her features, which also revealed your missing accessory that caused your distress. “that’s her bandana and she’s quite obviously looking for it back,” Tendou quipped in making every one bar the girl laugh. After time, she untied it from the back and forcefully placed it back in your hand. Dramatically you held your arm, acting as if she pained you, tendou again laughing with you.

Finally you were able to hop into the shower and quickly get your self freshened and rub the accesses makeup off your eyes that was already smudged from your constant wiping, trying to stop the sweat dripping from your hairline.

“(y/n)!! please help me out of these, semisemi just keeps fucking laughing!” the peace and quiet you had was quickly interrupted by Tendou’s loud whining. “how the fuck am I not supposed to laugh when your walking around with them swinging around your ankles and your dick hanging out?” “what, Its out?!”

The large door separating the bathroom from the connected dressing room swung open and revealed Satori with his leathers pooled at his ankles and— surprising his dick not actually ‘hanging out’. “please help me sugartits, they’re fucking stuck even with my skinny ankles,” he hopped onto the counter and held his legs up for you to guide them off him. “well for starters, take your fucking shoes off!, and also I swear i saw these in the women’s section of some online store?” jokingly you shouted at him and moved to untie the doc martin’s around his feet. “yeah? You probably did, stole them from that chick that wouldn’t stop hanging off me last month,” both of you laughing at his silliness and falling into a comfortable silence.

The only noise was the voices off the others in the separate room and a recognisable Mötley Crüe song shaking the floor from the stage.

“what you think of tonight then?” the silence being broken by Satori like usual. “uhhh, it was definitely something but yeah, it was fun. Its nice to have a night like that every now and then, specially since we’ve just been in bars doing the same covers for the past two weeks. What about you huh?” he hummed, a noise of agreement showing he was listening, a habit you grew to learn. “I guess it was good fun yeah, although I didn’t appreciate nearly getting hit with a dildo within the first two songs. But I agree, it’s nice to do our own shit and not covers in a bar with a bunch of middle age boring shits. I think we’ve another show that’ll probably be like this again on Saturday.”

Saturday, today was Thursday so you’ve a nice day or two to just lie around, the other probably filled with travelling and setting up.

After about 10 minutes you had unlaced both his boots and chucked them onto the floor and not too long later his ‘borrowed’ pants joined them. “thanks chicken, lifesaver as always,” he pulled you into an embrace with one arm before leaving to find his spare clothes in the other room. He did always have the weirdest nicknames.

The night bled into the early hours of the morning, Semi and Tendou both getting their share of the girls there while you kicked your feet up, sparking up a conversation and passing the joints with your friend Taichi who was also your ‘manager’, he wasn’t really he just acted like it when venues would ask important questions and tagged along for the free show and nights at different clubs.

He was also the one who suggested you start moving to the motel down the street for the night before the venue boots you all out. Quickly you agreed, not fancying seeing any more glimpses of your friends and strangers body parts. Obviously the girls whined to the boys, asking if they could come, saying it’s dangerous for girls to walk home alone at night, “sorry ladies, but we’ll be sharing a bed tonight and I don’t fancy getting an unwanted facial on a Thursday night,” you butted into their persuasive conversation by wrapping an arm around the boys from the back of the couch and giving a friendly smile.

By the time you all got your equipment packed away and into the van it was nearing 4:30 in the morning and you, quite literally we’re going to fall into the bed. It wasn’t the nicest of places but you were just spending tonight and the next two there, unless you decided to go out after the shows and find some rando’s condo to spend the night in. All three of you pushed your way into the small room trying to get the edges of the double bed. And it wasn’t easy trying to squeeze through two 6’2 lean men, resulting in you again stuck in the middle of them staring at the blank roof, desperately waiting for the sun to rise so you could find some place to get food and away from the mess of limbs under the covers.

When you did wake up it felt like you’d only slept for two hours, when in reality it had been about 10. The afternoon sun melting through the old curtains and falling into your pillow. As you moved to see what had finally woke you from the deep sleep you saw Semi at the small table, his guitar resting on his knees and his worn, nimble fingers scribbling words on his notebook he kept for when lyrics would come to him.

“mornin’ early bird,” all you could let out was a groan, your mind still coming to its senses. “there’s food n’ shit there Satori went out to get it, we was the first up, surprisingly,” he breathed out the last remark before moving to pick up the red pencil and get back to writing lyrics before they left his head.

The food that Tendou got was still warm so he must’ve of been up long before you anyway. “where is he?” “beats me, probably wandering round like always,” quickly he responded and took the pic from between his teeth and started strumming a tune while humming, what you were guessing, was the lyrics on the page.

Letting your curiosity get the better of you, you pulled your phone from where it was connected to the wall by the charger and found Satori’s contact and pressed the call icon, moving away from the sound of Eita and his guitar you went to go outside and sit on the bench outside your rooms window.

“hello, hello,” his ever cheerful voice filled the speakers of your phone that was wedged between your shoulder and ear. “hey, I was just calling to see where you are that’s all,” you piped up when he went quiet, tutting when you realised you were out of cigarettes. “oh you know, just out sightseeing ‘tis all,” “cool cool, well i’m going to the store now you need anything?” he hummed into the phone, indicating that he was thinking of something he needed. “just cigs I guess and get me that drink I like while there, i’ll pay you later,” bidding him goodbye as the small shop on the corner came into view you slipped your phone into your sweatpants pocket and walked to the back where they kept the energy drinks.

Exiting the shop with everything you needed you walked to make your way back till you saw a familiar head of red locks across the street and quickly, but quietly made your way to his figure.

Sneaking up behind him and wrapping your arms around his middle, feeling his ribs press into your arms, something you’ve noted recently. He sucked air into his lungs and jumped slightly before laughing with you. “here you go your highness,” was how you greeted him and chucked him his requested items. “thanks muffincake, i’ll pay you back later I swear,” you scoffed and shook his offer off, suggesting you stroll around the city until Semi called either of you to ‘get your sorry asses back to the room’.

Your stroll progressed into a very long walk and by the time Satori suggested you head back with an arm around your shoulder it was already dark, the night life staring to come out of hiding. eyeing a club across the street you thought might be a good shout to visit in case you three got bored tonight, making a mental note of its location.

“Didn’t Semisemi say we need to go over the set list again cause, someone, messed up last night,” a sing-song voice dragged you out of your club browsing and brought a scowl to your face. “excuse me, you’re the one who told me we were doing ‘nasty’ after the interlude, prick,” he pulled his chin up and started to ‘think’ about your accusation before loudly dubbing it false; “nope, I don’t recall doing such a thing. I could never, but if it boots your already sky high ego then, of course I did my dearest apologies baby cakes,” “do you ever shut up,” “when i’m face first in pus-” “Don’t even!”

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painandpleasure86 · 3 years

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Dancing Kings

Hi!!! Another contribution for @deakysgurl 's event. Now featuring Joe and Ben! Joey and Benny meet John in a 70s themed party that's in London. Of course, lots of dance and fun <3

Dedicated to @warriorteam1924 <3 I hope you enjoy this fic sweetie :3

Word count: 1401

Taglist: Katie, @toomuchlove-willkillyou , @lefanhere and Lizzie. If you wanna be in the permanent taglist, just lemme it know!

2021 it’s ending. Joe’s in London, again with his dear friend Benjamin. They had some regular FaceTimes but that wasn’t enough. They need some "real life" meeting.

One morning, the friends are drinking coffee to try to defeat the coldness of that day. They are in a little table, away from the windows, trying to not be caught for a pap.

-Ben, you should tell me why I brought a 70s outfit. What’s going on? -Joe asks, drinking a bit of his coffee. He leaves the cup on the table carefully.

Ben smiles cheekily.

-Oh it will have a 70s party in a few days and well…

-GREAT!! Will be fun!!- Joe exclaims.

-Of course!!

-You will not escape from my swing- Joe replies, moving like he’s dancing.

Ben cheeks start to flush and aren't for the warmth of the cafeteria. He smiles shyly.

-C’mon dude!! It’s our moment TO SHINE!! -Joe replies, emphasizing “to shine” and moving his hands like they made together a half circle.

Ben sighs.

-Okay okay- Ben replies.

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It’s a cold night in London. Everyone are with their 70s outfit, waiting for their entrance. Joe and Ben are there too. Not only their outfit it’s 70ish, but also their hairstyle it’s 70ish.

Already there, they find a nice place to sit, and they ask the barman for some drinks. The music has already started. Joe can’t resist going to the dance floor. He drinks a big sip of his drink and runs to the dance floor. Ben's shy to dance there, at least for now, so he’s contemplating his friend dancing. Joe it’s having a blast dancing on the dance floor and the surrounding people it’s watching him with attention. Slowly, he starts to be the soul of the party. The people are following him. So, Ben feel that's the moment to join to the fun. Until…

-Well, I see that everyone it’s having fun here! -the presenter says. The crowd yells happily.

-We will do a little dynamic here. Eight couples will compete to be the Dancing Queens/Kings. Be ready, I will call eight couples soon! -The presenter said, leaving the dance floor. The music restarts. Joe starts come back to his barstool, to take some rest. A man stops him.

-Hey, nice moves man! -the mysterious man says.

-Thank you so much.

The man walks away from Joe and disappears between the people.

Joe reached the seat, where’s Ben waiting for him.

-See? -Joe says, finishing his drink. He slammed the glass on the bar. -Another one please -Joe asks the barman. He sits in his barstool.

-You saw that man, no?

-Yes.

-He complimented my dancing skills - Joe says.

-He was on point. You were on fire, man! -Ben exclaims.

-Thank you. You must join!

-Yeah, but not near you. I don’t wanna act awkward -Ben replied, shyly.

The barman leaves the drink to Joe. He takes it.

-Remember that was your idea to come here. -Joe says, pointing to Ben.

-I know! And I’ll go to dance- Ben replies, watching to his friend’s eyes.

-We can go now -Joe says, taking Ben right arm and drinking his drink. He leaves it on the bar. Then, he starts to walk to the dance floor, and Ben don’t resist it, just shrugs and smiles.

Joe starts to be “awkward” again and Ben follows, feeling a bit embarrassed. Again, Joe starts to be one of the most enthusiast dancers in the dance floor. He sees that a man follows him, and he’s also having a blast. The three dances together intensely at the rhythm of “Hot Stuff” by Donna Summer.

After some songs, the mysterious man comes closer to Joe.

-Thanks- he whispers.

-Welcome -Joe says, meanwhile the man disappear between the people. Another song starts and the people it’s acting normal again.

-You saw this, Ben? -Joe asks, talking near to Ben’s left ear.

-That stranger again? Yes. He’s in love.- Ben jokes.

-Really? -Joe says, continuing the joke.

Both men started to leave the dance floor to rest in their barstools. They’re walking at the same pace, together.

-Of course, you have to invite him to dance with you. -Ben says.

-No, you will dance with me in the competition!

-No man, this was enough exposition… -Ben added, shaking a bit his head.

-Ben!

-You know me…

They were near to their barstools, when they saw a man occupying Ben’s one.

Ben touches the man’s shoulder softly.

-Man, please, it’s our place… -Ben says. He notices that the man it’s drinking something similar to Ben- and I think you’re drinking my drink.

The man turns right to watch the men.

-I asked for it, someone else drank it -the man says, drinking. He leaves the glass on the bar.

Joe made his connections. It’s the man that danced with Ben and him some minutes ago.

-You’re the man that danced with us… Joe, nice to meet you -Joe says, extending his hand.

-John De… emmm John. -the man replies, shaking Joe’s hand.

The handshake ends. Joe’s mind recognize who’s the man, despite his wig and glasses.

-Wait a minute… You’re… -Joe says, scratching his head with his right hand and pointing to the man with his left index.

-Yes, I am. Nice to meet you Joe.- John says. He turns right to see Ben- Nice to meet you Ben -John continued, extending his right hand.

Ben shakes his hand, surprised.

-World’s tiny -Joe says, sitting in his barstool.

-Indeed- John adds, turning left to watch Joe’s face and drinking his drink.

The three of them had a nice time chatting and drinking for some hours, until the music lowered its volume suddenly.

-Well, now it’s time to dance!! -the presenter exclaims.-I need eight couples, quickly!

Joe takes John’s hand suddenly and they run to the dance floor.

They come just in time, they’re the seventh couple.

When the couples are ready and the other people left the dance floor, the presenter starts to talk again.

-Well, these couples will dance now and compete to win the prize!! Mister DJ, let’s go! Couples, dance!! -The presenter says, leaving the dance floor. The people yell excited.

The music started. It was Dancing Queen.

The couples start to dance. Joe and John starts to move, and captivates the attention of the people. Joe shows his dancing skills, thanks to all those years in his mum’s dance company, and John remembered his old dance steps. They exude charisma and fun. They’re having a great time, being themselves (a bit thanks to the alcohol). Ben yells excited when the couple makes a great movement.

The song ended. The presenter returns.

-Well, how they were?? -he asks.

The people yells.

The presenter started to name to each couple, when he says “Couple 7”, the entire place is full of excited yells.

-Okay I think that…

The presenter extends the mic to Joe

-Joe- the redhead says.

-and… -the presenter says, extending the mic to John

-John

-... are the Dancing Kings!!

The people it's applauding. Some ladies come with bouquets and crowns. John’s wig moved a bit when the lady put the crown over John’s head. John accommodates it again.

They pose for a pic.

-The price it’s a free supper in one of the most important restaurants! -the presenter says to the people.- And remember, the pics of this night will be in our Instagram account in the next few days.

John’s mind is like “ooops, I’m giving some news to the fandom, bye-bye privacy” but quickly that thought is replacing for “okie, the fandom knows that Joe and I are fine and we met, and that makes me happy”.

After all the fanfare, the presenter gives to Joe the prize and they comeback to their bar stools. The men leaves the crowns and the bouquets on the bar and the barman invited them a round.

-Free food and free drinks… look what you lost, Benny… -Joe says, hugging John with his left arm. John laughs and hugs him with his right arm. Ben laughs too.

-Well but you danced with a legend… -Ben says- that’s something that you will tell to your kids someday…

-Exactly -Joe adds, hugging John tighter.

Joe not only met Ben, but also John. And they had one of the best nights of their lives. Thanks to the party. Thanks to dance.

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-Lily

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sweetjekyll · 3 years

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Under The Same Roof, part 1 — BBH

pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Reader

genre: Roommate / Flatmate AU, one-shot, friends to lovers rating: teen and up warnings: none! tiny bit of fluff if you squint your eyes really hard word count: 1.2k

summary: Baekhyun and Y/N have been flatmates for a while and romance is in the air.

Requested by anonymous: keyword “roof” + sentence “Oh my God. You’re in love with her.” from this writing game post.

Masterlist — PART 2

A/N: this was supposed to be a drabble, but I told you I couldn’t contain myself once I reached the 600 words I went over lol. this may as well have a part 2 if many people request it, but for now I left it as it is cause I like the suspense. I edited the pic for this but I didn’t add a watermark, it took me a while to find something that sparked my imagination.

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You and Baekhyun have been flatmates for about a year now, he needed someone to help him pay rent after his previous flatmate moved in with his girlfriend last minute and you needed a roof over your head since you didn’t want to live in the dorms at your university… Too expensive. The apartment on the other hand wasn’t anything luxurious either, just a two bedroom, one bathroom and a combined kitchen and living space area, enough to house 2 people, even if it wasn’t exactly that cheap yet quite affordable.

Baekhyun was trying to save money from his full-time job as a barista and bartender in the local university cafe, serving coffee by day and alcohol bar by night, meanwhile you were a majoring student who was mostly focusing on her studies but worked part-time at the same cafe Baekhyun did. It had its perks choosing you as flatmate, Baekhyun already knew you were a good person and that you were in need of a place to stay, plus you got along well on the job too. It’s not like you could exactly sleep over at one of your friend’s places forever so when he offered to take you in you accepted without second thought.

But boy, oh boy, was Baekhyun ever the loud type; some days you thought you were going to march out of your room and smack him on the head cause you could not concentrate on your textbooks while he was playing games with his friends, others you actually joined him when you two were alone. As loud as he was, he was also a sweet introverted guy with a tendency to be a social butterfly despite his reserved nature, in fact, you were surprised to meet so many of his friends you could barely remember all of their names. Two hands weren’t enough to count them all.

You considered him a close friend, after all, you were living together under the same roof, Baekhyun was there for you when you needed a friend and you were there when he wasn’t feeling like going outside to meet with anyone else. He wasn’t sure when or how it happened, but at some point he started liking you more than just a friend. He liked everything about you, from the way you bickered about the smallest of things in the apartment such as not leaving dirty mugs in the sink after breakfast, the way your voice was barely above a whisper in the mornings with pouting lips and sleepy eyes, the way you smiled at him after a long tiring day of classes and work, the way you sometimes managed to keep up with his high energy, your friendly and caring personality… Only a few times has he truly seen you mad like a beast, but thankfully it was never directed at him.

Baekhyun was sitting crosslegged on the brown two-seater in the living room, playing some shooter multiplayer game on the PlayStation with some friends of his you’ve met before plenty of times, Chanyeol and Sehun. You let out a quick sigh as you hurried across the living area from your bedroom to the front door, dressed in your work attire, you scurried to put on your shoes. “Okay, I’ll be at the bar the whole night,” you said as you grabbed your coat, ready to walk out before you were late. “Have fun, don’t wait up for me.”

Baekhyun’s eyes quickly moved from the television screen as he paused the game, earning groans and scowls from his friends sitting on the rug with each their back pressed to the sofa. “I’ll come pick you up, just call me when you close down.”

You smiled at Baekhyun’s offer and pointed a finger at him playfully. “I swear if you fall asleep, Byun Baekhyun—“

“Promise I won’t.” He held out his right pinky finger for you and you moved closer to close your pinky around his, a small gesture of friendship you came up with when you once came home a bit tipsy from a night out with all your friends.

“Alright, good night. Bye Sehun, bye Chanyeol!” And just like that you closed the front door after yourself as you went to work.

Chanyeol exchanged a silent yet teasing look with Sehun but it didn’t last long as Baekhyun unpaused the game to resume from where they left. “Dude,” Chanyeol begun after a few minute of resuming the game, he wanted to make sure that you weren’t going to come back for something you forgot, “are you two like… Together?”

“What!?” Baekhyun exclaimed, but he got distracted from the question and barely safe one of his opponent taking down his character. “Me and Y/N? No, we’re just friends.”

Sehun put down his controller and turned his torse to look up at his older friend. “But you like her, right?”

Baekhyun had to pause the game again quite annoyed and this time looked at the two guys sitting on the floor. “We’re just friends.” He stressed on the last two words. He couldn’t really hide it, they could hear the disappointment in his tone even if he was trying to not give it away. “Nothing more.”

“Oh my god.” Chanyeol’s eyes widened, he too discarded the controller on the coffee table and turned his whole body to face Baekhyun from his spot. “You’re in love with her.”

“I’m not!” Baekhyun scoffed as he tried to resume the game but Sehun snatched the controller from his hands, holding it away while his friend protested with a whine. “Okay! Fine! I am head over heels for her.” He confessed as his body slumped against the backrest. “I just don’t want to ruin the friendship we have if I ask her out on a date.”

“You’ve been grocery shopping together, buying clothes and furniture, all of our friends think you’re together.” Sehun pointed out as he got up from the floor and sat on the two-seater next to Baekhyun. “You act like a couple any time you’re in the same room.”

“So why didn’t you guys say anything?” He asked seriously confused. Yes, you and him got along very well, but he didn’t think you were getting along too well in the eyes of your group of friends.

Chanyeol shrugged. “Cause we thought you wanted to keep it private until you felt like telling us.”

Sehun laughed softly, earning a glare from Baekhyun since he didn’t know what was going on in the head of the younger guy. “So that’s why you haven’t shown any PDA! I was almost beginning to admire your self restraint from kissing her or holding her hand when you’re in public.”

“Hey!” Baekhyun slapped him on his chest, earning a pained chuckled from Sehun. “Look, it’s just that I don’t know how to tell her…”

“Just ask her on a date,” Chanyeol said while giving one of Baekhyun’s knees a soft slap. “If you don’t I’ll ask her for you. Who knows, maybe she reciprocates your feelings?”

“That’s a strong maybe.” Baekhyun shook his head as he reached forward to grab his controller from the coffee table.

“I’m pretty sure she reciprocates.” Sehun added as he too turned his attention back on the game, meanwhile Chanyeol just smirked as his brain devised a plan. It would work out, Baekhyun and you just needed a little help from Cupid.

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rsfcommonplace replied to your post “hi, Sam! Hope the move went well”

I hope you have a plan for getting to sleep... Is the bike going to go in the storage area down the hall? I remember looking at that picture and thinking it would be a good place for outside toys.

The storage area is currently full of doors that are 7″ too long to throw in the dumpster, plus the leftover paint and some other random stuff. The bike will probably just live in the bedroom for now....

niennanir replied to your post “hi, Sam! Hope the move went well”

Heeeeeey, I see your bike in your bedroom. I now want to put a utility hook in your empty/doorless hall closet where you throw your shoes, because that would be 100% more practical than the nasty clothes rod you pulled out of there. (Bonus if there's room: coat hooks.)

The front hallway closet is actually going to become a mud nook -- I’ve got a bench and hooks on the way, but it’s not big enough for that and the bike, I’m afraid :D I’m hoping maybe if it’s out I’ll use it more....

auressea replied to your post “hi, Sam! Hope the move went well”

Hey Sam! Congrats! You DID IT! - also... is that Darth Ladder I see behind wall-o-boxes? Did you already paint him green?

LOL yes! Well, he’s mostly painted, not completely. I left the rungs unpainted until I was sure we would be done with him,

misanthropemom reblogged your photoset and added:

And the coolest backpack ever.

Plus very useful! It’s got massive amounts of cargo space. I’ve been using it to move stuff over to the new place because I can fit an entire Keurig or a smallish hand-vac in there. :D

rsfcommonplace replied to your photo “The moving in is underway!”

Why is there blue tape on the floor? *skritches head*

It was to show where furniture and boxes should go -- the tape to the left is for boxes, the tape in the middle is for the couch. :D

ranuel replied to your photoset “We are ready to move!”

It's been 3 years? Wow I remember when you moved in and I didn't realize I've known you that long.

I know, right? It seems like such a short time and simultaneously such a long time.

karadin replied to your photoset “We are ready to move!”

good luck on the move! Hope you don't get hit with a snowstorm tomorrow

THANK GOD we did not. It was clear and warm!

junker5 replied to your photoset “We are ready to move!”

Happy moving day! Hi Sci! I'm so glad you have good help this weekend. ( How awesome is it that fanfic/the internet brought you such a dear friend??) Can't wait to see pics of you all settled in The Speakeasy! : D

rsfcommonplace replied to your photoset “We are ready to move!”

I hope everything goes smoothly! And you'll be so happy when you're settled at the Speakeasy. (Hi, Sci!)

shirokou replied to your photoset “We are ready to move!”

I'm so proud of you, sweetie. The Bartment will always be in your heart. HI SCI! XD!

banesidhe replied to your photoset “We are ready to move!”

Aw Sam I remember when you first moved in there. You are moving on up!! (Hi sci!)

Thank you all for the good wishes, and SCI SAYS HI BACK TO ALL :D

treepyful replied to your photo “I was over at the new place today”

Holy jeeze, I'm behind on the whole "Sam bought a home" serial drama so I just saw this updated floorplan now, but I need to comment re: the kitchen. I honestly don't know if I've ever been in a home where the main entrance doesn't lead straight into the kitchen (single-family houses reno-ed into multi-unit buildings as a notable exception -- they're tinkered, not designed) and I have been thrown for a loop. And yes, this statement includes apartments/condos.

Yeah, most of my Chicago apartments in particular have led, if not straight into the kitchen, at least into a living room with an open-plan kitchen on one end of it. This is the first apartment I’ve had since I think my junior year of undergrad where the main entrance was into the living room with a walled off kitchen. It can be a lot of walking, I won’t lie :D

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