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☾ ━━━ PAIRING: SEUNGMIN X READER
☾ ━━━ CONTENT: MENTION OF NIGHTMARES, THERAPY MENTIONS, TRAUMA MENTIONS, FOOD MENTIONS, MENTION OF LOVE-BOMBING, MENTION KIDNAPPING, TEASING, ABORTION MENTION, PROTECTED SEX, ORAL (F. REC), FINGERING, SCAR MENTIONS, DIRTY TALK, EXHIBITIONISM (?)
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☾ ━━━ PART ONE PART TWO
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Y/n hated the nightmares. She hated that her mind kept replaying what happened with her psycho ex or making it worse. Making up scenarios of what would've happened if she hadn’t sent the text message.
She’d awake after another nightmare. Chest filled with anxiety as she tried remembering where she was. Home. Home with Chan and Changbin down the hall. Her rooms before hers. If anything were to happen, they would hear it first.
She laid back and took some deep breaths. Recollecting herself and her thoughts. She turned in bed, holding her blankets close to her. Attempting to try and sleep again but nothing. Staring into the dark seemed to make it worse.
Y/n grabbed her phone from the bedside table and dialed the only person who could understand what she was going through.
“Hey,” Seungmin’s voice came through the speaker
“Hey,” Y/n replied
“Have another nightmare?”
Since they both had talked about the situation, they’d been helping each other. Late-night calls when neither of them could sleep were common. Just two friends that were trying to heal together. No matter how weird that word sounds when it comes to Seungmin.
“Yeah. Why are you awake?”
“Can’t sleep either.”
Y/n hummed, “How was your appointment today?”
“Alright. My ribs are pretty much healed now which is great. The doctor still wants me to wait a few weeks before I do anything strenuous or return to work.”
“Have you talked to your old job?”
“Yeah. Unfortunately, they’re fully staffed but there’s another office hiring that’s actually a little closer so I need to just reinterview there. They let the manager know my situation but it’s basically mine.”
“That’s good. I’m happy for you.”
“Thanks. I’m just getting a little stir-crazy at Minho’s now.”
“Mm. I feel the same. One of the guys is always here so I’m not alone which is nice but they’re starting to suffocate me.”
“You’re like their little sister. They’re just worried. But I can get where it gets annoying. Do you work tomorrow?”
“No. Off for the next two days. Just have therapy in the morning.”
“What time?”
“Ten.”
“Do you wanna go get brunch after? I can pick you up and take you too.”
“I’d like that,” Y/n smiled, even though he couldn’t see her.
“You’re smiling, aren’t you.”
“No, I’m not.”
“You forget we were dating for three years.”
“I didn’t forget.”
“So you know I know when you’re smiling or what to do when you’re sad and need cheering up.”
“You’re too observant sometimes.”
“Sometimes not enough.”
“Stop it.”
“What?”
“Blaming yourself.”
“Sorry. I was thinking about it earlier again.”
“I don’t blame you, Min. You know that, right?”
“Yeah. Just kind of blame myself a bit still…”
“I know how you feel…”
“Can I be honest with you?”
“Of course.”
“When he first had me locked up, I kept hoping you would reach out to me. Get worried about me not responding. Then the security footage started. And it broke my heart but I still hoped that you would still choose me…”
“Min…”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to unload that…”
“You know, when I met him, I was trying to forget about our break up. I wasn’t looking for a new relationship but he was so convincing and I know now he was just love-bombing me the whole time. I was heartbroken after our breakup because I only ever saw you as who I would spend the rest of my life with.”
“What would you say if I asked for another chance?”
“It’s always yes, Min.”
“I’ll keep that in mind”
The two talked until they somehow both ended up falling asleep. She woke up a few hours later with the call still running. Both got a bit of peace for once in their dreams.
Seungmin told her he’d pick her up for her appointment and left the call to get ready. Y/n let her roommates know Seungmin was picking her up and the two were going to brunch after. Chan and Changbin both smiled and said nothing Letting her get ready for her day.
Seungmin was at the door not long after she finished getting ready. She let the two know she was leaving. Seungmin was standing out the door and smiled at her. She swore she saw him rethinking leaning in to kiss her like he used to greet her.
“Ready?” He asked her.
“Yeah.”
The two walked back to the car and Seungmin opened the door for her before he walked to the other side and got in the car. She gave him directions to her therapist’s office while they discussed their plans for after. Walking up together once they got in.
“I’ll wait for you in the waiting room, okay?” Seungmin said once she was called into the office
“Okay,” Y/n nodded.
Y/n walked back into the office, sat down, and started her session. Telling her therapist about the nightmares. Talking through them and mentioning Seungmin.
“Seungmin is your ex, correct?”
“Yeah. He got kidnapped by Jeongin.”
“So both of you have gone through the same trauma in a sense?”
“Yeah. We’ve both talked to each other about what we went through separately.”
“Sometimes it does help to talk with someone who has gone through something similar.”
The session only lasted another fifteen minutes before Y/n walked out of the office. Seungmin was sitting in the waiting room waiting for her, just like he said.
“Ready?” He asked as she walked over to him.
“Yeah,” Y/n smiled
Seungmin stood and led her back to the car. Getting her in the car before him then driving off to a small restaurant. It wasn’t too busy at the moment and they quickly got seated.
Y/n really did miss Seungmin. In the quiet moments when she wasn’t being suffocated by Jeongin, she’d think about him. She was grateful Jeongin kept him alive. Even if it was painful for Seungmin.
“What are you looking at?” Seungmin asked
“Sorry,” Y/n said and looked down at her menu.
“What is it?” Seungmin asked again.
“It’s nothing. Just…”
“Just what?”
“I’m glad he kept you alive,” Y/n said, looking up at him again
“I hate you sometimes,” Seungmin groaned
“Sorry….”
“No. Not for that,” Seungmin quickly said. Reaching over the table to her and grabbing the menu from her hands, “I… I hate that you still get me flustered. And I know I’m bad at expressing my emotions and I don’t want to overwhelm you by saying what I actually want to say.”
“Didn’t you ask me for a second chance last night?” Y/n smiled, knowing what he was trying to say.
“I was sleep deprived,” Seungmin glared at her
“Whatever you say.”
Y/n smiled at him and kissed his knuckles before dropping his hands. The waiter came over a few minutes later and took their order. Leaving them alone after.
“You make it hard to kiss you right now,” Seungmin said as soon as the waiter was gone
“I haven’t done anything!” Y/n defended herself, her face getting warmer
Seungmin just smiled and reached across the table for her hands again. Raising them to his lips and kissing each of her knuckles. Taking a little longer on her left ring finger before setting her hands back on the table. Y/n looked at him as he smiled.
He teased her a little more throughout their brunch. Making her flustered just for her to fluster him back. Even their walk back to the car and the drive back to hers was a game for them. Up until he walked her up to the door.
“Thank you for today, by the way,” Y/n said as she turned to him
“Anytime,” Seungmin smiled
Y/n didn’t make any move to leave. Neither did Seungmin.
“Can I kiss you?”
“I’ll be a little mad if you don’t.”
Seungmin leaned in and pecked her lips. Quick but enough for them.
“I’m glad we’re alive,” Seungmin said
“Me too.”
“You know you two can have this conversation in Y/n’s room.” Changbin’s voice came from the video doorbell
Y/n unlocked the front door and opened it, “Seo Changbin!”
“I’m just saying!” He called from the living room
Y/n stormed in and grabbed a throw pillow. Attacking her friend with it as Seungmin followed her in, shutting the door behind him as he watched. Eventually, Changbin got the pillow away from her and got her off him.
“Finally beat Changbin,” Seungmin laughed
“You two are on thin ice,” Changbin warned
The two laughed before going up to Y/n’s room. “Looks different,” Seungmin said
“I got rid of all my old stuff. Decided to just start fresh. Couldn’t stomach the thought of looking at everything again after what happened,” Y/n replied as she hung up her bag
“I don’t blame you,” Seungmin said, taking a seat in her desk chair. “Should we talk about us?”
“I think we should just forget the last two years,” Y/n joked
“Seems like a good idea,” Seungmin replied as she sat on her bed. He scooted the chair over to her. “How about we take it slow? Slowly get back to where we were while we’re still healing a bit?”
“I like that idea.”
“Okay.” Seungmin leaned in and kissed her lips again.
Normalcy. That’s what Seungmin was to her. Her little bit of normalcy in the middle of the chaos around her. Even though they agreed to go slow, a little over a month later they were back to where they were before. Sitting on the couch at Minho’s having a movie night while he was out with Jisung. Seungmin had his arm wrapped around her as she fed him popcorn. A rom-com Netflix recommended playing on the TV.
“Getting tired?” Seungmin asked, noticing her movements slowing down a bit
“No,” Y/n lied. She’d had a presentation over Zoom before coming over and she spent the night before making sure it was perfect.
“Liar,” Seungmin chuckled as he took the popcorn bowl from her and turned off the TV. “Come on.”
Seungmin helped her up off the couch and got her to his room. Y/n followed behind him groggily. He pulled back the covers for her and helped her into the bed.
“Sleep with me?” Y/n asked as he went to pull them up over her body
“You sure?”
Y/n nodded, “Let me lock up the house real quick and text Minho.” Seungmin kissed the top of her head and walked out of the room.
He came back a few moments later with both their phones— she assumed he was texting Minho on his about the house being locked up when he came in for the night. He set both their phones on the nightstand, and then Seungmin climbed into bed with her. Covering them both with the blankets and loosely laying his arm over her waist.
Y/n turned in his arms and put her face in his chest. “I knew you were tired.” he laughed
“Mm.” Y/n huffed as he kissed her head again.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” Y/n drifted off into sleep and it was probably the best sleep she’d gotten in a while. For once, no nightmares haunted her. She felt safe again.
She woke up the next morning still in Seungmin’s arms. He was still fast asleep so she got to take the chance to admire her boyfriend up close for once. She remembered when he was released from the hospital he had the worst dark circles and multiple bruises on his face. They’d all healed and the dark circles were slowly going away.
“Why are you staring?” Seungmin’s voice said
Y/n smiled as he opened his eyes to her, “Because I can.”
“Mhm,” Seungmin groaned as he leaned in and kissed her lips, “Stop it.”
“No,” Y/n said
“Brat,” Seungmin smiled before leaning back to lips. Kissing her again as his hand lay on the middle of her back. Y/n moaned into his mouth before both of their phones started ringing. Seungmin pulled away and sat up, grabbing her phone and answering the call, seeing it was from her lawyer, and looked at his, seeing the same.
“Good morning Ms. L/n.” Y/n heard from the other end
“Good morning,” Y/n replied
“I’m sorry if I woke you, but would you mind hopping on a conference call with Mr. Kim and his lawyer?”
“No, I’m actually with Mr. Kim right now.”
“Oh, perfect! How about we end this call and you listen in on his phone?”
“That works perfectly.”
Y/n hung up the call and Seungmin placed his phone on speaker.
“We’ll keep this short so you two can finally put this behind us and move on with your lives.” Seungmin’s lawyer said
“Mr. Yang has taken the plea deal.”
“He did?!” Y/n said
“Yes. In pleading guilty to two counts of kidnapping, one of aggravated assault, and sexual assault, he is serving life in prison without the possibility of parole. He will not be getting out of prison.”
“Thank you. That means a lot to us.” Seungmin said as he hugged his girlfriend from the side.
“Of course. And the judge has granted you both restraining orders against him so he is legally not allowed to contact either of you.”
Y/n thanked the team of lawyers over and over again before Seungmin ended the call and turned to her. Kissing her again as she cupped his cheeks. “He’s out of our lives.” Y/n cried
“He’s locked up now,” Seungmin smiled and whipped her tears.
Y/n giggled as he kissed her nose before he got out of bed. Y/n watched him walk over to his closet and grab something, sitting back next to her.
“To a new beginning, I guess,” Seungmin said, handing her a black velvet box.
Y/n looked at him as she hesitantly took it. Seungmin smiled as she opened it and caught sight of the engagement ring. “Min.”
“I say we forget those two years now and just pick up where we left off now,” Seungmin smiled wide as he took the ring out of its box.
“Yes,” Y/n smiled
Seungmin grabbed her hand and slipped the ring onto her finger. Y/n squealed and tackled him in a hug onto his back. The sound prompted a knock on the door from Minho and Jisung.
“You guys okay?” Minho asked as he opened the door.
“Couldn’t be better.” Seungmin smiled
“He took the plea deal. He’s behind bars for the rest of his life,” Y/n explained
“Thank god. I don’t know what I would do if you guys had to sit in a courtroom with him.” Jisung sighed in relief
“Yeah. I don’t want to see a courtroom until wedding day.” Seungmin said
“Wedding?!” Jisung yelled
“Look!” Y/n smiled, showing the two the engagement ring.
“Have fun celebrating,” Minho said as he shut the door.
Y/n smiled at her fiancé and pressed her lips to his again. Pecking kisses all over his face as he laughed at her. “Hey,” Seungmin chuckled before her lips were on his again
“I love you,” Y/n mumbled against his lips
“I love you too,” Seungmin mumbled back and wrapped his arms around her.
Seungmin rolled her onto her back so he was on top of her, pulling back to look at his fiancée, “You okay?” He asked
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“We haven’t done anything since we both got out and I know you had the abortion. I know it all took an emotional toll on you.”
“And having you by my side helped me heal,” Y/n reassured him. “I know you’re not him either. I trust you, Min.”
“Let me check if I even have condoms.” Seungmin got off her and checked his bedside drawers.
Y/n got up and sat on the edge of the bed just as he found a box and set it on the nightstand. “Feeling lucky?” Y/n teased
“When have you ever known me not to prepare for something?”
“Do you want me to answer that?” Y/n teased as he laid her back, his turn to smother her with kisses.
“Those two years don’t exist, remember?” he reminded her
Seungmin pressed his lips to hers. Grabbing her hands and lacing their fingers together. Laying them against the mattress and pressing his body to hers. Y/n smiled as her lips moved in sync with his.
Seungmin moved one hand to hold her side as she hooked her legs around his hips. Pulling his hips closer to her, feeling his half-hard dick against her.
“Tell me to stop if you get uncomfortable,” Seungmin breathed as his lips moved down to her neck
“You’re too good for me,” Y/n giggled
“I’m perfect for you.”
Y/n blushed as he moved his hands up her shirt. Warm skin holding her sides and not going up anymore, not sure if he should as he lightly kissed her neck. Y/n grabbed the back of his shirt as his lips ghosted a certain spot on her neck.
“There’s my favorite spot,” Seungmin mumbled as he rolled his hips against her.
“Min,” Y/n moaned
“I’m right here. Never going anywhere again.” He told her
“Need you, Min, please,” Y/n moaned
“Tell me what you want pretty.”
“Mouth.”
“Where do you want my mouth, love?”
“Eat me out, please.”
Seungmin pulled away from her and stood up. He pulled down her pajama pants, checking over her reaction as he did before he kneeled between her legs. The fabric on the floor next to him. Y/n sat up a bit on her elbows, looking down at him as he put her legs over his shoulders. He placed a kiss over her clothed clit as he looked up at her. Y/n smiled at him as his fingers curled over the waistband of the fabric and pulled it away. Adding it to the starting pile on the ground of clothes. Y/n grabbed a pillow from the bed and placed it behind her back for support as his lips wrapped around her clit.
Y/n laced her fingers through his hair as he lightly sucked on the bud. A moan left her lips as he wrapped his arms around her thighs. Holding them tightly around his head as he switched between sucking on the clit and licking with his tongue. Eyes locked onto her, watching her reactions.
Watching her head roll back from the pleasure as she gripped his hair. Y/n moaned as he pressed a kiss to her clit, tongue moving through her folds. Head knocked forward to watch him as his tongue dipped into her.
“Min,” Y/n moaned as he moved his hand down. Lips wrapped around her clit again as a finger slid into her.
Y/n laid back against the mattress as she tightened her grip on his head. Seungmin smiled as he worked on her clit. Finger slowly moving in and out of her. “More. Please min!” Y/n begged
“My baby needs another finger in her?” Seungmin teased
“Yes. Please,” Y/n moaned
Seungmin gently slipped a second finger into her. Fingers stretched her out as he sucked a little harder on her clit. Hips jolted against him as he pushed his face closer. Moaning into her— he missed being here.
Her moans were unfortunately muffled to him with her thigh pressing against his ears. But he would gladly live with that to be where he is now. His fingers spreading her open as she gripped his hair. Barley hearing her warning that she was close or his name falling from her lips like a mantra.
He felt her high coat his fingers as Y/n arched off the bed. Seungmin switched his fingers for his tongue. Cleaning her up with his tongue as he wrapped his arms around her legs. Smothering himself into her while she rode out her high. Only pulling away when he felt her push him away from the sensitivity.
“Alright still?” He asked, kissing the inside of her thighs before standing up.
“Yeah,” Y/n breathed as he pecked her lips then cheeks
“We don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to.”
“Do you want to keep going?” Y/n asked, snaking her hands under his shirt
“I do but just want to make sure you’re okay.”
“Seungmin, if you’re dick isn’t in me soon I’m going to combust.”
Seungmin laughed at her and pulled his shirt off over his head. Both of them stripping away the last bit of their clothing. Y/n noticed the healed scars littering his skin as he turned and grabbed a condom. She caught his attention when she ran her hands over the scars.
“You look sexy with the scars,” Y/n said as she looked up at him
“I wasn’t sexy before?” Seungmin asked as he tore open the foil and rolled the rubber onto his length
“You were. The scars just add a little more to it,” Y/n smiled as he leaned down.
“Glad you think so,” Seungmin smiled, lining his tip up with her entrance. Slowly, he pushed inside her. Y/n wrapped her legs around his hips. Seungmin grabbed her hands and kissed her engagement rings. Slowly sinking into her as he kissed down her arm to distract her. Ending up over her again and pressing his lips to hers. Y/n wrapped her arms around him, smiling into the kiss as he pulled his hips back. Gently rocking into her.
“Fuck, I missed this,” Seungmin groaned
“Good thing we’ve got forever now,” Y/n moaned, lacing her fingers through his dark hair.
“Not letting go of you ever again.”
Gradually, Seungmin picked up his pace. Mostly when she would beg him to go faster. Her walls slightly pulsing around him from her previous orgasm. His lips trailed down from her lips to her chest. Kissing the top of her breasts as his hips gently knocked into hers.
Her limbs tightened around him as his tip hit a specific spot inside her. A gasp leaving her and Seungmin knew. She felt his smiled against her skin as he brought a hand between their bodies. Thumb rolling along her clit as a loud moan escaped her. He angled his hips to hit that spot again and again. Y/n tried covering her moans, suddenly remember there were two other people in the house.
“Let them hear baby. Not like they don’t already know,” Seungmin teased, “Let our friends know only I get to fuck you like this for the rest of our lives.”
“‘M close,” Y/n moaned
“Just needed a little dirty talk to get you there? Huh?” Seungmin asked
“Please Minnie.”
“Missed teasing you. Always riled up to quickly when I did. Obviously you still do too.” Seungmin nipped at her skin as her legs shook around him as her walls got tighter around him, “Gonna cum for me baby?”
“Yes!” Y/n cried just before her orgasm came crashing down.
Seungmin kept his pace as she rode out her high. Waiting for her limps to loosen arond him and her body go limp against the bed just a bit before he came in the condom. Slowing his thrusts till he was full inside her and let the rubber fill while he came down.
Both of them taking a minute to catch their breaths again. Seungmin wrapped his arms around her waist and laid his head in her neck for a moment. “I love you. So much.” Seungmin mumbled
“I love you too,” Y/n kissed the side of his head as she held him close.
“Bath?” Seungmin asked
“Yes please,” Y/n agreed
Seungmin stood straight and pulled out of her. He took of the rubber and made she it didn’t break before tying it off and tossing it. He gave her a t-shirt as he threw on a pair of boxers before bringing her to the bathroom. He ran them a bath and let her do her little thing while he grabbed more clothes for them. Y/n took care of the bath till he came back in and took over. Pulling her in with him once it was ready. Seungmin wrapped his arms around her as the warm water surrounded them.
“I know I just proposed but, what do you think about moving in together?” Seungmin asked
“I think that’s a great idea,” Y/n smiled and kissed his arms
“Start looking after a nap?” He asked
“You read my mind.”
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hi there,
thank you so much for all the voicelines you post !! if it’s okay, can i request subaru’s ?
thank you again !
You're welcome! At some point I might go back and put in the ones I leave out because they don't appeal to me as much lol but since i always end up posting 99% of them anyway I think it's enough for most people hahaha.
I WAS GONNA OMIT ONE OR TWO BECAUSE OF SPOILERS but eh i'll just warm for like. extra spoilers. since after doing more code peeking it wasn't the spoiler i thought it was. SUBARU IS A SWEETIE THOUGH. I also read Subaru's chats which were put in the code recently and. Man this guy needs anxiety meds. I have a small guess as to what his stigma is, but we'll learn in a few days anyway.
You've Got Mail:
"It looks like there's a notice for you. I'd be happy to go pick it up for you if you've got your hands full.
Oh, forgive me if I'm overstepping."
oh no he's anxious about helping--
Default(no affinity):
"I really am so lucky to be surrounded by so many kind people like you."
"I never thought I'd get the chance to enjoy the lifestyle of a student until I came to Darkwick.
Every day truly is fulfilling here."
it feels like subaru is like. . .the only one who actually enjoys school life here. . .or who really enjoys being here period lmao. . . .
"You think I'm always smiling?
Ha ha, I hear that a lot. It just happens when I'm around all of you."
"I may be the captain, but it's just in name. I think Haku is much better suited for the job than me."
"I've been working since I was four, so people often said I was mature for my age.
But the truth is, I've still got a lot to learn."
that makes two characters whose parents have essentially been keeping them from normal life and normal childhood for work reasons since they were four year olds. . . .
Affinity 1:
"I tend to just have hot water for breakfast. I know it would be better for me to eat a proper meal, but it's just so much effort."
DO WE REALLY HAVE TO START WITH "I NEED THE GHOULS TO EAT PROPER FUCKIN MEALS". . . .
Affinity 2:
"I'm sorry I'm so late. The campus is so crowded I can never manage to walk in a straight line, so it always takes me longer than I think. Silly, isn't it?"
baby you're hardly the first person i've met with anxiety about crowds. you're fine.
Affinity 3:
"What would I do without Haku's help?
Hotarubi would be a mess without him."
Affinity 6:
"Ever since I was a child, the performing arts were my only focus. Maybe that's why people always say my mannerisms are so peculiar. It bothers you too, doesn't it?"
poor boy doesn't know how to act if he isn't acting. . .he doesn't know how to exist off-script. . .no wonder he made a deal with a demon. it's probably the first thing he's ever done for himself.
Affinity 7:
"I'd like to go to the cafeteria, but the line is always so long. I feel bad taking time to choose while people are waiting behind me. The bar of entry feels a little high."
i am once again suggesting subaru get anxiety meds. hell go to sinnostra and get some weed, i bet they sell that. i hear it can help.
Affinity 8:
"I'm just about to go and meet a friend. I hate to inconvenience you like this, but if it's something urgent, could you speak to Haku about it instead?"
Affinity 9:
"What am I going to do? We're supposed to be meeting up in an hour... If I cancel now, they'll hate me..."
Affinity 10:
"Whew...
I'll walk you back to your house, FirstName.
Oh, it's no problem at all, I assure you! I wanted some fresh air anyway."
Affinity 11:
"I have an Anomalous Ecology test coming up. It's such a fascinating subject, I couldn't help but stay up all night studying.
Now I'm a little sleep-deprived."
Affinity 12:
"I'm going to stretch my legs a little. I might not have a show to practice for right now, but I need to keep putting myself through my paces. I'll get rusty otherwise."
Affinity 13:
"I'm sorry my phone's been making so much noise. I recently downloaded an app by mistake, and it won't stop sending me notifications..."
awww he's also technologically incompetent. . .poor guy was probably raised with such a heavy focus on his career he just. never needed a smartphone. anyone he needed to contact or who needed to contact him was probably always very close by. it sounds like he didn't even properly go to school before going to Darkwick. Somebody please take this boy on a walk. like anywhere. take him to a library. buy him a churro. can sho make churros? this is somebody who's never had any sort of normal social experience and sees how different he is and wishes it weren't the case, unlike Ritsu who assumes everyone else is like him, i think he'd like to have some more Experiences.
Affinity 14:
"...
...Oh! Hello, FirstName—I didn't even notice you there. My mind was somewhere else."
Affinity 15:
"Good morning! Sorry? My hair's messy?
You're right, it's sticking right up at the front... That's embarrassing. I'll fix it right away."
Affinity 16:
"I usually have lunch in the dormitory.
I do eat on the terrace with Lyca every now and then, but he seems so busy these days..."
Lyca is one of the members of Obscuary, btw! Seems like he and Subaru are friends.
Affinity 17:
"I didn't take you for a night owl, FirstName. Since you're here, I suppose I'll stay up a little longer.
You're sure you're okay? You're not sleepy?"
Affinity 18:
"Do you visit Sinostra very often, {PC}?
I see... Oh, no reason. I was just making conversation. Ha ha."
why do you ask that. . .a certain mafioso captain wouldn't happen to be suspicious of you would he. . .or maybe you owe them money. . .or maybe you used to be part of Sinostra and moved to Hotarubi. . . .
Affinity 20:
"Oh, I couldn't ask you to come all the way to my room to wake me up—I'd feel terrible.
I do very much appreciate the thought, though."
it's okay buddy jin already makes them do it, one more pit stop won't hurt.
Affinity 22:
"Lyca has seen my message, so why hasn't he responded to it?
I hope nothing bad has happened to him..."
Affinity 23:
"Lyca will adapt well to human society, I'm sure of it. I'm so relieved that Darkwick chose to trust him. I can't thank you enough for your help."
he really likes Lyca huh? that is his dog.
Affinity 24:
"You can't sleep? Then let me tell you some stories. Legend has it that evil spirits appear once you've told a hundred.
Now, what number was I up to..."
BOY IS TRYNA GET YOUR ASS HAUNTED.
Affinity 25(max):
"I don't want to seem like I'm testing you, I just... I get really anxious sometimes...
I'm sorry. I'm being weird, aren't I?"
he's the type to ask 'are you sure you love me? are you sure you wanna be with me?' after you get married and move in together and own a house and have two kids with another on the way. he's the hyper anxious 'i'm sorry we disagreed about our favorite colors do you hate me?' friend(affectionate)
Spring:
"There is no time like spring. Everyone seems more relaxed this time of year. It's reassuring to see."
"They have no control over whether they bloom, and yet they get made a spectacle of nonetheless...
Oh, sorry—I was talking about the cherry blossoms."
"There are many different flowers growing in Hotarubi, but I think the wisteria are my favorites.
This is the best time to see them, so you should take a walk around."
Summer:
"Hot today, isn't it? It's always raining in Hotarubi, so it does provide a little escape from the blazing summer sun, but...
Ha ha. It is very humid, isn't it?"
"Summer makes me think of the ghost story Yotsuya Kaidan.
The scene where Oiwa becomes hysterical, having realized her her face has been disfigured—
incredible."
Yotsuya Kaidan is one of the best known japanese ghost stories! It's extremely violent, so read the summary at your discretion. The scene in question has Oiwa shown her reflection by her sister's boss to see that the cream she was given by a woman who was in love with her husband was actually some sort of poison that instantly scarred her face. She grabs a sword and goes to kill her, only for her to accidentally slit her own throat.
"Hotarubi House holds regular festivals during the summer months. If you need a yukata to wear, I'd be happy to pick one out for you."
"I don't mind scary stories, but when that biwa in the tea room started playing by itself, it did make me jump a little..."
slight spoiler, although you can probably figure it out from this but. . .Zenji is a ghost. Subaru currently can't actually see him or hear his voice. . .only Haku, the pc, and, perhaps not so oddly, Towa can afair. All of his youtube content doesn't have him or his voice in it because he can't be recorded by cameras. So Subaru doesn't realize that the biwa playing on its own is actually Zenji playing the biwa.
Autumn:
"The air has gotten crisper, and the leaves are changing color. I know it's only natural for the seasons to shift, so why does it make my heart ache so much?"
"Oh, these? They're some chestnuts I found.
I know—I should give them to Sho. I'm sure he'll be able to make something delicious with them."
"That's another kuchikiri tea ceremony under my belt. It's an annual tradition where one cuts open a tea jar to reveal the tea that was preserved from the first harvest."
Winter:
"...Oh, FirstName. Good morning...
I had a hard time getting up today. It must be the cold... Ha ha. Not very captain-like, is it?"
"Today, I'm going to order ingredients from one of my favorite stores so we can all make negima—tuna and scallion—hot pot together. Please, do join us."
"People say winter makes you want to snuggle up with someone, but I find that a good blanket does a much better job."
i agree that blankets are much easier to manage than people lol. probably warmer too.
His birthday:
"A present? For me? Thank you...
I didn't expect you to do anything for my birthday, so I'm a little caught off guard. I really appreciate it."
New Years:
"Happy New Year. I hope I can depend on your guidance and support again this year."
Valentine's Day:
"Chocolate?
Oh, It's Valentine's Day, isn't it? Does that mean these are for me...?"
nah i just wanted you to look at them. YES THEY ARE FOR YOU BBY. why would you be showing him chocolate if it wasn't for him! On any day, not just valentine's day!!
White Day:
"These are for you, FirstName. I put in a special order for monaka from my favorite confectioner in Ginza. They're wafers filled with bean jam—I hope you like them."
April Fool's Day:
"Earlier, Haku told me he was switching houses. It gave me a real shock—
I'm very relieved that it wasn't true..."
i bet subaru made the most scared kicked puppy face and started apologizing for being such an awful captain and blamed himself for that haku would go to a different house and haku had to quickly explain it was just a prank for fear that subaru might burst into tears.
Halloween:
"Happy Halloween. I know it's nothing special, but I've prepared some treats for the occasion.
Oh... But you're more than welcome to play a trick instead."
please don't trick him. april fool's day was hard enough for him.
Christmas:
"Merry Christmas. We already have our New Year decorations up in Hotarubi, so it has a real east-meets-west atmosphere now.
I hope everyone is okay with it..."
Idle:
"Everyone seems busy at the moment. Maybe I should use this opportunity to tidy the garden..."
"{PC}?
Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. I was just worried because you were so quiet..."
Absent:
"You're back... I'm so relieved. I was worried I'd done something to make you feel uncomfortable..."
this man shakes like a chihuahua 24/7. like you can taste the anxiety coming off of him. i love him. he's so pathetic(affectionate). i wanna squeeze his hand reassuringly and tell him everything's gonna be okay. i wanna hug him and pat his head. i wanna take him places so he learns more about the world outside of working. i wanna watch him do schoolwork excitedly because he's never really gone to school before and it's a new and exciting experience. i want him to experience the most mundane aspects of life with wonder.
good boy. yeah. get him anxiety meds /nodnod
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What’s up hoes, I’m back at it again lmao. Here’s a little lixie Drabble I wrote last year🫶🏽
Tbh this one kinda hurt. Not in a “why did I write this way” but in a “how dare I portray sunshine this way” and honestly I’m not proud of it. But I was going through a shit period of time and was really hurt and needed to make that hurt known. People always assume I’m some happy go lucky person who never gets mad or wronged and I needed my pain portrayed through some sunshine’s. Please don’t hate me for this
On the Other Side
Warnings: MINORS DNI. Pwop, cream pie, unprotected sex (oh god don’t do that y’all), fingering, piv, cheating (also don’t do THAT guys stay faithful please please please), i think I got everything? Lmk if I missed smt
Summary: Chan is absolutely smitten with his princess. Little does he know that his business trips leave opportunities for his heart to be crushed… by his best friend.
tags: @linoalwaysknows ty for being so enthusiastic about my post “What’s Rwally Going On” and, of course, credit where credit is due, thank you so so much to @lixiesfreckless who started off posting one shots on instagram (insta is @/lixiesfreckles_) and was a massive inspiration both for me as a writer and for this specific piece, which was inspired by “Deep”, which is on her insta hall go check it out!!!
Wc: 1792
Requests are open as always ^^
꒰ঌ(⃔ ⌯' '⌯)⃕໒꒱
"Relax, baby. Just let go."
You clench your fists, desperately fighting the sounds struggling to escape. "Fe- Felix," you stutter out. "I- I'm...ah, Lixie!"
"Shhh. Calm down, angel. It's alright."
But it's not. And you both know it.
This can't be happening. Not again. It's becoming more and more frequent. You tried. You really did.
But..
"Felix," you try again. "I can't-"
"Just try, baby. Please? Just a minute longer."
He never asks for much, always making sure you're taken care of in every possible way first. And it isn't just the sex.
If you're up late, somehow he'll know, like intuition, and he'll be calling and texting relentlessly, telling you to go to sleep. When you're feeling sick, he arrives on your doorstep with drunken noodles and fried tofu, just happening by.
When you're lonely, well, he's only one call away.
And, of course, you're usually all alone these days...
"Fuck!" You exclaim, jarred out of your thoughts as he abruptly twists his fingers, hitting your sweet spot in a way that's almost cruel.
But it isn't. It never is.
You force your mind to wander, to recall song lyrics and recipes, anything to distract yourself from the feeling of Felix's fingers sliding out of you, then back in. Again and again.
"We shouldn't... we shouldn't be doing this," Felix pants, looking at you through ashy blond hair.
"But we are," you reply through gritted teeth as his digits stretch you out more than usual.
How did we get here? You think to yourself, your legs shaking so hard, you're positive that his fingers alone will leave you unable to walk. His tiny hands with his tiny fingers that work magic on you.
You bite your lip, trying to hold on to whatever shred of dignity you can salvage, knowing your neighbors are still home. Every last inch of you begs to release, to be as loud as you can, to become as undone and fucked up as you possibly can.
But no.
You can't let that happen.
Besides, you know from experience how long Felix can last. You tell yourself that there's no rush.
Yet the thrill of being caught makes everything so much more intense. So much more rushed. So much more fun.
Almost so much more worth it.
"Y/n," he hisses desperately, "shhh. You need to..."
You can't help it. Whatever noise you're apparently making, you have no control over. When you re together, this boy does things to you that you can't even begin to comprehend.
He doesn't deserve this, you tell yourself. And, I guess, neither do I. It shouldn't be like this.
You bite back a whimper as he pushes his fingers deeper. "Felix," you pant, "hurry up, I can't..."
Nevermind the familiar fear lurking over your shoulder.
You know that he doesn't want to rush any more than you do, a fact that he confirms by slowly pulling his fingers out and languidly cleaning them off, the look in his eyes as his gaze locks into yours driving you insane.
He raises his eyebrows, questioning. You press your lips together as tight as you can to keep from begging and keep your response to a firm nod.
He takes his time, kissing his way down your neck, all the way to the inside of your thigh, then back up again. Your body reacts on its own, your back arching as his lips travel up your stomach.
You're so consumed by the feeling that you don't even notice him line up and slide into you. Something that you've found goes smoother if you're distracted.
The second you realize that he's in, your mind races about, trying to grab onto something to keep your mind busy. Kittens. Math. Random Korean and Spanish vocabulary. Anything to keep from yelling as loud as you can as his hips continuously bump gently into yours.
It's a stolen moment. Yet another to add to the ever-growing list. Another thing that should, in theory, weigh on your conscience.
But it doesn't. How can it, when you're digging your fingers into Felix's platinum locks, feeling him groan against your lips. How can you think of the consequences when he's making that sound, bordering on a whimper, your name escaping his clenched teeth?
Exactly. You can't.
Your fingers leave his hair, trailing down his biceps, making him shiver. Your nails press into his skin as hard as you can, desperate for some purchase.
"Y/n. You need to relax, baby." Felix knows that you're going to that place in your mind where you start overthinking, panicking, and, as you've been prone to in the past, hyperventilate. "Hey." Не stops and cups your chin in his hand. "Breathe, okay? I won't-"
"No!" You blurt. "I'm- I'm fine, I just..."
"Y/n."
"Felix," you say firmly. "If you don't keep going, I swear to God, I will make you. I'll be fine, okay?"
He swallows and nods.
"Just.... Slower for now, yeah?"
He obliges, and you take comfort in the fact that, eventually, you aren't the only one making so much noise.
You shouldn't be.... The twisted mess of it all, the backwards guilt that claws your stomach, how messy this situation is.... It's all chased away by Felix whimpering your name, the way his voice pitches, contrasting starkly with his deep Australian tone. Ironic, but running circles in your mind around the whole thing is what helps you calm down and stay quiet. Well, mostly quiet, anyways....
"Oh, God," you moan quietly. Your voice pushes him further, and he increases his pace, his hips hitting yours harder. "Lixie.... Oh, fuck."
"You're doing great, angel. Just a little...." His voice is strained, and you chance a glance at his face.
Hair falling in his eyes, which are dark and seem slightly unfocused, but you know better. He's sweaty, panting slightly, his lips dark pink, flushed from feverishly pressing them to your skin.
Why does this time feel so much longer than every other time? There's a sense of foreboding in the air, and you don't like it.
You feel him shudder a little and force yourself to focus.
"Y/n, you need to relax, kitten." The pet name, the way his gravelly Australian accent drags over the word, makes you whine and clench painfully, causing him to gasp. "Y/n," he gets out, clearly fighting to hold on, "I- I won't last unless you relax."
"I'm... trying..."
It's no use, though. You're too uptight, and everything that usually calms you just turns you on even more until Felix can't take your reactions anymore. In no time at all, you've both ridden out three separate highs, and made way more of a mess than the short span of time warranted.
"Felix." You both know you should be wrapping up, but you can tell that he still isn't done quite yet.
"I... I need a little bit more time- uh! Oh god. Y/n - I can't..."
"What can I do?"
He squeezes his eyes shut, lips pressed together tightly.
Stimulation, you think, that's what will help. Just thinking about what's going on down there makes your stomach squirm pleasurably, sending you clenching tighter and tighter
Felix groans.
"That's it, Lix," you say in a sultry tone, knowing that the only physical thing you can do for him is happening automatically. Vocalization always gets him. "Come on baby," you say breathlessly, "give it all to me."
"I'm doing-"
"Shhh." You cut him off with a kiss. "Just let it all go," you coax, dragging a nail down his chest. "Don't hold back."
A shudder runs through his body, and you watch with satisfaction as he moans loudly, his head tipping back.
Almost there.
You lean forward and press your lips to his throat, feeling it vibrate as another strangled moan escapes him. "Come on, Lix. And here I was, thinking I'm the naughty one." What is wrong with me? You think. Getting turned on by calling myself naughty? Your walls somehow manage to clench even tighter in response.
"You are," he gasps. "Y/n- I'm gonna- nngh!"
He practically bends backwards, his body shaking hard before he falls heavily forward, clinging to you like you're his lifeline, and you know that he's done.
"Better?" You ask quietly.
"Perfect," he whispers, pulling you into his chest.
You let the warmth of his body comfort you, despite the pain gently pulsing in your body. His breath in your skin distracts you from the worry spiraling throughout your mind.
You drift off at some point, listening to his rhythmic breathing, savoring how impossibly right it all feels.
You wake up an hour later to your phone ringing.
You answer without bothering to check the caller ID.
"Hey, pretty girl."
You freeze.
"Did I wake you up?"
"Maybe," you say, trying to suppress your rising panic. You feel thankful that the voice on the other end of the phone is on the other side of the world.
"Oh. Sorry about that." His accent makes the "o" in sorry sound like it does in sore.
"Oh. Um... you're fine," you lie.
"Everything alrigh', baby?"
You fumble with the blankets, trying to escape from the overheated confines and wiggle out of Felix's embrace, careful not to wake him.
"Yeah. I'm just not feeling the greatest." True enough. You feel sick with anxiety and guilt. But not for the right reasons.
"Oh. I'm sorry, angel." You practically cringe, the word feeling foreign unless it's coming from Felix's mouth. "I'll let you get back to sleep then, love."
"Oh. Okay, then."
If he thinks there's something off in your voice, he doesn't say anything. In fact, he probably just attributes it to you apparently being tired. You check the caller ID, praying that this is some sort of fever dream. Of course not. Your screen says
💙🐺Channie🐺💙
You close your eyes as he says "I love you, y/n."
A sour taste pervades your mouth and crushes you with guilt, the betrayal weighing on you, but not the betrayal to him, as your finger hovers over the red "end call" button. You hesitate slightly before telling him "Love you, too."
Staring at your back screen, you think, But I don't.
Not really.
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Coworker Stephen Glass!— “𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚” pt.1
Pairing: Stephen Glass! x Black Fem Oc!
Content warning: Stephen Glass isn’t a manipulative liar in this, jealousy, fluff, OC is a bit of a bitch. (It’s kinda short, but I finally decided I wanted to make multiple parts for this)
Summary: A young journalist working at New Republic, wants the attention of journalist, Stephen Glass, only on her.
Mary-Anne’s POV
I watched maliciously from the blinds of my office, as Francesca got up for the 5th time to use the bathroom.
My grin got wider.
Maybe if she stopped eating my lunch from the office fridge, she wouldn’t have vomiting and diarrhea.
My officer door suddenly opened. “Mary-Anne.” His sweet voice pulled out of my conniving trance.
I remember when he first said my name.
“Mary-Anne…that’s a very beautiful name. You don’t hear names like that anymore. It really suits you.”
The first compliment he ever gave me and it’s been stuck with me ever since I started working at New Republic 2 weeks ago.
He thought it was cute that I was named after my great grandmother, and I thought it was cute how he adjusted his round glasses and ran his fingers through his dark curls as he read my notes for an article I’m planning to publish , but I couldn’t say that— he’s basically my boss.
Out of everyone in the office, Steph is the only one I could call my friend. We weren’t extremely close, but close enough to have a relationship outside of the office.
“I’ve read your work, and it’s just..amazing. A freelance journalist with your talent coming to work for New Republic, is a dream come true.”
He stroked my ego that day two weeks ago. I was a smiling and giggling mess. How could one man be so funny, charming and beautiful all at the same?
But then there was his over friendliness that I hated, he treated everyone in the office the same. Giving out compliments to all the women in the office like god damn candy.
“Did you do something with your hair? It looks gorgeous.”
“I think your necklace compliments your eyes.”
I internally rolled my eyes in disgust at my thoughts and looked at the angel before me.
Stephen Glass. Even his name was perfect.
“Something wrong, Steph?” I batted my lashes and slightly pouted my lips.
“Are you okay?” The concern in his voice matched the look on his beautiful face. He closed the door behind him, taking quick strides to my desk.
“Yeah, why do you ask?” I tilted my head to the side, fiddling with my pencil.
“Francesca seems very ill and I hope it’s not something going around, everyone in the office could get sick.”
He was such a caring guy, busy wondering if everyone was okay and comfortable. I hate him. I hate him for how kind he is, but how could I stay mad at him? That perfect face, sweet voice and charming personality, I could never do that to him.
“I’m sure she’s fine and it’s probably nothing airborne. Stop worrying yourself, Steph.” I sighed, leaning back in my seat.
His body seemed to relax at my words. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”
I studied his face well, he looked like he wasn’t getting any sort of sleep. His glasses weren’t hiding anything.
“When was the last time you’ve had a good 8 hours?” I leaned forward. “You look exhausted Steph, you have eyebags.”
He sighed deeply, looking away. “I’ve b-been working overtime.”
“You’re not a machine, you need sleep.” I tried hiding my anger. He was always there for everyone, but who was there for him? Not one of them, just me, and I’m fine with that.
He was mine after all.
“You’re on break, right?” I glanced at the watch on my wrist.
“Y-yeah.” He stuttered, looking back at me.
“You can take naps in here on your breaks if you want.” Maybe that was too much, but who am I to hide my attraction for him?
“Mar—”
“It can be our little secret, plus, you can’t be fired for sleeping on your break.” I slightly shrugged my shoulders. “Just a little recharge in the middle of the day and your office doesn’t have a couch, so just use mine.”
He hung his head in defeat then looked back up with a smirk. “You’re very persuasive Mary-Anne.”
It took everything in me not to bite down on my bottom lip at his words. “ I know.”
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