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starzioo · 2 months

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𝐁.𝐙 ❦ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍.

This is a Blaise Zabini x Y/n one-shot. No warning just fluff. ^.^ This is one of the first one-shots I ever actually wrote and tbh I still rlly like it. pls don’t judge all the typos if there is any lol. I converted all the galleons to USD because it was confusing for me lol. T.T

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You're a Pure Blood, Slytherin in your 5th year at Hogwarts. Growing up you always had a fancy for card games. You were a natural at card games, you were always able to tell if someone was bluffing. At first, you started gambling with food. Then that led to you gambling on bigger things. Money, Homework, but the thing you never gambled was yourself. You didn't want your fate being held in a card game. The odds were just too risky. During your 4th year at Hogwarts Draco had come to you with a proposal.

~FLASHBACK TO YOUR 4TH YEAR~

You had just finished your notes for Snape during potions. You had felt a paper ball hit the back of your head. You turn around seeing Draco gesturing for you to look at the paper ball on the ground. Looking around making sure Snape wasn't looking you carefully reached for the paper.

𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝟏𝟏:𝟎𝟎 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭...

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨.

You turn back around to see him looking at you straight in the eyes, he nodded then went back to his notes. You brushed it off, seeing potions was your last class of the day when you got back to your dorm you took a nap.

~TIME SKIP~

When you woke up you hadn't realized how long you were sleeping. Looking at your watch it was already 10p.m you hurried and put on some sweatpants and a Slytherin sweater. You put your wand in your pocket incase Malfoy tried anything. You and the other Slytherins weren't close but everyone knows you well enough. Heading up to the tower you realized you were 20 minutes early. You sat there for awhile until you heard footsteps coming up the tower.

"Hey, so I have a proposal for you."

"Hm?"

"You know how you like cards?"

"Yeah..."

"What if we started a club..."

"What kinda club"

"One where we play cards of course." Draco says with a smirk.

"Hm...sure I'm down. Wait isn't gambling against the rules?"

"Well no shit. That's exactly why the club is secret. Only Slytherins will be allowed in. Me and you will be the owners of the club. 25% of all the money bet on the games will be profit for us. I just need a couple hundred from you to get the stuff we need."

"A couple hundred? I have some cash stashed in my dorm let's go."

*Back at your dorm you gave him the money*

"Ight this better be good Malfoy, if you don't make this cash back ima be pissed."

"Damn don't worry bout' it I got you."

"Get outa here before someone sees you."

~BACK TO PRESENT TIME~

"How are you so good at this Y/n!" Flint said getting mad you won the previous 4 games. "I'm just a natural" you said shrugging. Winning games against people like him were easy. They don't know how to keep a poker face. Even when they try they are easy to read. The only person in the club who was even close to being as good as you was Blaise. You've never played against him, but from hearing around the club you knew he had a fair chance of winning against you. You weren't about to let him win either breaking your perfect streak of 456-0 you've won every game you ever played in the club. "Well anyone else wanna play?" You said smirking shuffling a deck.

After playing a few games of Poker and Speed with Crabbe, Goyle, and Adrian. You started to feel bored. These games were too easy to win. You wanted to play a game that would make you actually work for a win. 'Eh I can work on that later' you thought. You decide to go look around the common room and see how the other games we going. Most people who even were in the club came from wealthy families making you and Draco's earnings very profitable, so it was only courtesy you saw how much everyone was betting. You happened to stumble upon a game of Poker between Draco and Blaise over by the fireplace. You had a view of Blaise's cards. He had a Royale flush, your eyes widened a little you noticed Draco was looking at you; so you decided to help Blaise out a bit and you made an iffy face. Draco saw and smirked, shuffling and placing his cards in different places. Other spectators from around the game can bet on who's going to win too, you decided to throw in 90 on Blaise's account just to make things a little interesting. Pansy who was the dealer told them to show their hands. Blaise won of course considering he had the best possible hand. He took his cash and gave a light smile to you. In return, you winked back. "Well shit. That makes his score 456-21 now." Draco said defeated "I can't wait for you and Blaise to finally play each other Pansy said. "Well what'ya know I'm in a good mood tonight why not." You said with confidence. As you approached Blaise you saw people staring Blaise was the only person you have never played a game against. "Hey, Blaise?" You said looking slightly up, he was taller than you by a few inches which did make you intimidated at first. "Hm?" He said eyeing you up and down slightly. "Would you care for a game?" His eyes lighted up a bit, "Sure..." he smirked.

Now sitting at the round table surrounded by people, Pansy was shuffling a deck. "Tonight we will be playing 5 card poker, aces wild, five rounds. Sound good?" You said lightly to Blaise as you played with a betting chip. "What are we betting?" He asked, his voice was deep, cold, it could make you melt. "Hm...I'm feeling bold tonight how about 200 a chip? Sound good?" You said with a smile. Blaise's eyebrows furrowed a bit. "Yes...but just what are you playing at Y/n?" He said. "Just feeling good tonight, nothing more." You said with you head resting on your hand. "How many chips would you like to start out with?" Pansy asked. "I'll take 50 please" you said. "And 40 for me." Blaise said sternly. Pansy then started dealing out ten cards, five for each of us. You look up at Blaise to see him already studying your face. You pick up your cards and study them for awhile. "Everyone please place your bets on the game, Draco will be coming around with a bag please put the money in there. Blaise, Y/n, you can either fold or place your bets. Starting with Y/n." Pansy said. You took a moment to think 'I have a pig. None of my cards line up maybe I should take the high road, make him fold.' You take all 50 of your chips and put them in the middle of the table. "All in." You say staring directly into Blaise's eyes. Pansy pauses for a second, you hear whispers around you. Talking about 'who just has that much money to throw around?' You couldn't care less about the amount of money you have. Most of it was earned from the club. Pansy clears her throat, "Blaise, Y/n currently has $10,000 in the pot. You can either bet or fold." Pansy says lightly. "I'll fold." He says, throwing his cards down. "I had a pig anyways." You say smirking, taking all your chips back.

The next three rounds were tedious. Blaise had won 2 and you had won 2. "We are now heading into the final round that will determine who will win the game overall. Everyone please-" "Pansy? I have a rather special request..." Blaise says looking at you in the eye. "If I win I get to have a date with Y/n."

Your eyes widened at the suggestion. "That will only be in place if the other player accepts. Y/n do you accept this offer?" Pansy says with a questioning face. "Hm...I will only accept on the terms if I win; he has to pay me double what's been betted during the game." You say trying to figure out what he was thinking. "Blaise, do you accept these terms?" "I do." You hear people whispering and gossiping about the new conditions of the game. After Pansy dealer our cards she said "Everyone can now place their bets on who will win this game..." You see there are more people around you than when you first started the game. More and more people started betting. Knowing no matter what you would get your money back you felt good. You didn't care about the money though. You cared that Blaise wanted a date with you and not money? It confused you, but you were intrigued. Intrigued to know the reasoning behind why he was wanting a date with you. "It is now time for the showdown. Y/n how much would you like to start off the betting with?" Pansy asked. You looked at your cards again you knew no matter what you were going to win but you didn't show it. You placed 20 of your chips in the middle of the table. "Y/n has put $4,000 in the pot. What do you wish to bet Blaise?" Everyone was watching intensely. "Call." Blaise then puts up 20 of his chips too. "Y/n you can raise or fold. The pot is now $8,000" "Raise." You put up your last 30 chips. "Blaise, the pot is now $14,000. What do you wish to do" "Call." He says putting up 30 chips, smirking seeing you have no more chips left. "Y/n the pot is at $20,000. You have no more chips left, you can buy more or stop the betting, and go on with the game." "Pansy if it wasn't too much trouble could you get me 100 chips please?" You said nonchalantly. Everyone went silent. "O-Ofcourse" she said giving you 10 stacks of chips. "So where we're we at?" You said. "Continue betting or fold." "Raise, all in." You said pushing every last chip infront of you. Looking straight at Blaise from around all the chips. "Blaise the pot is now at $40,000 what do you wish to do?" "Fold." He said looking at you with a poker face. When you both dropped your cards everyone was shocked to see your royale flush, while as Blaise had a straight flush. "Y/n is the victor of this game; please go to Draco for the money." Said Pansy. Both you and Blaise stood from your chairs and shook hands. Before he could pull away from the handshake, you put your other hand on top of the handshake and said "Thank you for that game...it's been a while since I had a truly fun time playing cards." You said with a smile. He stays silent but instead of walking away he takes your hand a lightly kisses it. "It was my pleasure." He says looking at you.

Walking over to Draco for the money he looks at you like you're crazy. "Y/n do you know how much money you just got us?!" "Yeah" you said innocently "now if you don't mind I would like my cut wired to my account"

"I mean okay then." He says taking out a check book. You tried looking around for Blaise you wanted to ask him why he wanted a date with you. After minutes of walking around the common room looking for him, you went to Pansy. "Pansy have you seen Blaise?" "Oh yeah. He said he was tired and needed some sleep. He should be up in his dorm." "Thank you" you said with a smile. Heading up to the boys dorms and look for Blaise you never knew exactly what dorm he stayed in but you knew he shared with Draco. You keep walking till you see a dorm with its door slightly open. You enter to see Blaise unbuttoning his white under shirt. "Oh, I'm sorry.." you said immediately exiting the room. "No, it's okay come in..." You slowly entered the room again. This time he was sitting on a chair infront of the fire place. (This time with a shirt on ;)) "So..why are you here?" He asked lightly. "Uhh I guess I just wanted to talk to you about tonight." "What do you mean?" "You know why did you wanna go on a date with me instead of getting the money I bet. You could've won if you wanted to, I hope you know that." "Well Y/n I don't know if you know this but usually when someone wants a date with you, they usually like you more than a friend." He said fixing the cuffs of his shirt. "I-I mean I know that but-" "But I like you more than a friend and I just never knew how to tell you, so I thought instead of asking I could win a date with you. Also no I couldn't have won I had the worst hands and I could never beat you at a card game." He laughs a little. "Well I just wanted to let you know you don't have to pay me that money from the game...although I would still like that date." "Really?" He asks. "Yeah..." you said looking into his eyes.

After awhile of talking about where and when. About just random stuff you realized how much you actually had in common with Blaise. "I never knew that you and me took the same classes in first year." You said smiling. "Yeah I guess that's when I first started to want to know you..." Blaise said slightly embarrassed. You hear the door to the dorm open. "Woah hope I didn't intrude on anything. I can uh leave if you want me to." Draco said with his hands in the air like he was surrendering. "Uh no it's okay I'm getting tired anyways, and I'm guessing Pansy is wondering where I am." You look back to Blaise to see him glaring daggers at Draco then looking back to you with a softened expression. "Lemme walk you back to your dorms at least." Blaise said as you were walking towards the door. "Yeah that would be great" you said with a smile. As you two are walking in a comfortable silence Blaise says "I'll somehow get the money to you soon. I don't know how-" "it's okay..Really I don't need it I was really just trying to get you to fold." "You're Crazy" you slightly hit Blaise in the arm, then you realize you are now at the door to your dorm. "Well I guess I should go to sleep now" you said to Blaise "Do you have to?" "Duh I'm tired" you say slightly laughing. "Okay, goodnight...make sure you're ready by 1 to go to hogsmeade." Blaise said waving his finger at you. He turns around to walk back to the boys dorm, you grab his hand and pull him into a hug. Your arms wrapped around his neck slightly pulling him down. "Thank for everything tonight.." you whisper to him. You kiss his cheek and walk into your dorm.

'Did Y/n just kiss me?' Blaise thought as he stood there holding his cheek.

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Pls lmk if you liked this chapter! Idkkk it’s kinda cornballish if u ask me but regardless I still like it. Sorry for any mistakes in the one-shot. Also lmk if you want more Blaise content because I have way more stories I’ve wrote. ^.^

#blaise zabini #blaise zabini x reader #fandom #harry potter #hogwarts #slytherin #slytherin boys #x reader #y/n #fanfic #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

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kaisazen · 1 year

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(SFW) Scaramouche and his little habits ~

— in the state of searching for who he was, he accidentally found his valentine

— scaramouche x fem!reader

— fluff, period.

— author's notes: haven't seen out-of-state wanderer headcannons, had to make one for the people that want soft scara like me T.T anyways, this was inspired by the song Valentine by Laufey

`~`~ After Scaramouche lost his memories about his past incarnation, you (traveler) and him had started wandering throughout Sumeru together before going to Lesser Lord Kusanali. The wanderer that you met in Inazuma wasn't the one you used to know...but you eventually grew fond of him before even knowing it.

To your surprise, Scaramouche was a lot more open in terms of his thoughts and feelings. He slightly touches hands with you whenever he sees hilichurls and bandits at a distance. You try to not give notice to it, but the way he blocks you from them as if they'll catch you in their line of sight. It was absolutely adorable of how protective he was.

You didn't notice it at first, but he has an odd habit of comparing his clothes to yours. He finds it unique, he finds YOU unique. He holds the tassels of his hat to the tassels of your top.

"I never thought I'd see another traveler that had similar clothing to mine. And those flowers ornated on your head, mind telling me where you got them? I might wanna have some of them too."

Did I forgot to say that he's also very observant of the way you look and the subtle things you do? There's not a moment where you don't see him stealing glances from you. Of course, when he's that observant, he'll have the habit of helping you through your inner dilemmas.

He notices you staring at his hat. He immediately notices and lets you borrow it for a while. Upon noticing your fascinated gaze upon it, he starts opening up about what he thinks of it.

"This is quite arbitrary of me, but whenever I see that hat, it reminds of something I can't quite put a finger on it. It makes me think of power and authority, but also as a protection from pain and tragedy. Sure, it can overcome the heaviest of rains; but a little sunlight peering through won't hurt taking it off, right?"

He always likes to have deep conversations with you. Proverbs and making analogies would be his all-time favorite things to talk about. He knows that you like it, just by the lovable glint in your eyes that for him, can make up a thousand words that all say adoration. But is it just really adoration?

The one thing you really like out of all his habits is how he likes to hum songs. During nights, you get to hear his soft voice brushing against the soft cracking of the campfire and lazy chirping of the birds.

It was yet another night after a long day's journey. You were just about to drift off from your quiet slumber when you hear your travel partner subtly humming a melody that you were fairly familliar with.

"I've rejected affection, for years and years. 𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~ She tells me that I'm pretty, don't know how to respond. 𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~𝅘𝅥~ Can I say that? Don't have a clue."

You found it absolutely cute and decided to sing along, knowing that he has a sharp ear and it won't go unnoticed by him.

"With every passing moment, I surprise myself. I'm scared of flies. I'm scared of guys, someone please help~"

He rapidly turns to you, shocked with a faint pigment rising from his cheeks. You can see it as clear as day, that he was quite embarrassed of how he was caught by you.

"I knew it, you were lying when you said you weren't familiar with such songs.....but it doesn't hurt singing with someone that also listens to the music I know well, no?" He gives a fitted laugh, shying away from your intent gaze as moonlight has shown his flustered face.

That night, you and him spent an hour singing about the songs you both knew well. As your body started to give up on you, Scaramouche decided that the songs he wanted you to hear will be reserved for another night. He pulls up the blanket towards you with a soft pat on your head, taking one last glance at your face.

"When spring comes too early for winter's dread. Let it see the embers of the extinguished heart of the cold. Once seen, let its light thaw the ice that was once burning with life. Now that flame has become ashes that drifted along with the dandelions. I'm glad my winter's together with you."

#scaramouche #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche genshin impact #scaramouche headcanons #genshin impact #scaramouche x reader #genshin spoilers #genshin scaramouche #kunikuzushi #wanderer #the balladeer #genshin impact fluff #genshin #scaramouche x female reader

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skubean · 1 year

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just wanted to let you know your post does shows up in the tags, congrats on the blog opening!!🎉🎉 also. since you specifically mentioned Bettel, how about some headcanons of what he would like to do for a first date?👀

thank you anon, much love!! and i'm glad i'm showing up T.T <3 also, thank you for the request!!! aaaaa i'm so happy and this is a really good idea :o hope you liked it and lmk what you think!

first date with gavis bettel! with gender neutral reader (hcs)

warnings: gender neutral reader, fluff with some crack, slight cursing, probably just two people being silly, mentions of reader having long/hair that can be tied.

bettel strikes me as the type of guy who would act all cool but is secretly panicking on the inside when he hears you agreeing to go on a date with him. *you don't tell him but you could practically see the gears in his head turning*

he's been secretly pining for you for weeks and finally mustered up the courage to ask you out.

he's either 1) planned everything + back up plans in case plan a goes astray, or 2) decides to stick with one idea and lets fate decide what happens afterwards.

i lied, he's definitely #2.

overheard you telling your friends that you haven't been to a theme park for years, so he decides "theme park date it is!" *booked tickets as soon as he got home*

when the day finally came, bettel would have his hair done (slickback probably, like the valentine art holy shit) and would personally come and pick you up, because he's a gentleman like that.

silly but he definitely is the type that would be so cautious while driving that everytime you pass a speed bump, he would mutter small sorry(s) and try to go as slow as he could, so that you wouldn't be surprised by the sudden bump.

oh, he would also not tell you where your date would be until you saw the huge ass ferris wheel and literally flashed the brightest smile he had ever seen. (he tisker-ed)

(more under the cut!)

i imagine bettel to be really gentle with you at first because he doesn't wanna come off as rude or like pushy but gradually gets more used to being around you that his silly banters and stupid jokes come out naturally, just the way you've always liked.

some rides were fun and not too scary for the both of you, so you both got a little competitive to see who could handle the most rides.

obviously, it doesn't end well when the both of you go on a drop tower ride (reference) and the moment it plunges from a height, the both of you scream at the top of your lungs (i think bettel might've passed out midway but we'll act like it didn't happen).

roller coaster rides are both fun and scary for you that you unconsciously ended up gripping his hands as the ride starts swaying around. his heart started beating faster but his protective instinct also went crazy and decided that he would act all cool and not scream on the rides (he still did).

if you're not a fan of high rides, he'd bring you to go on rides that were less chaotic and more chilling, like the teacups or try vr!

you both had so much fun that you didn't notice the sky getting darker, signaling that it was nearing night. you could feel your heart panging at the thought of the fun day ending already.

"here, come on. i wanted to show you this", bettel would say as he puts your hand in his and brings you to the big ferris wheel the both of you saw by the entrance.

he's the type to go in first, so that he could hold your hand when you get in and have you seated in front of him.

once you both reached the top, bettel points towards the outside and you could see the whole entire park all in display. you were practically glowing in front of him and bettel swears he fell more in love with you.

while you were so focused on the view, you hear bettel clear his throat before he shifts himself so he's sitting next to you and is pushing your hair aside so as to tie it (because he noticed how you kept pushing it since you were sweating earlier).

you both pretty much sit in silence for the whole ride until you clapped your hands. "ah okay! i can't take this anymore!", you said and looked at bettel as you tell him you've liked him for so long and that you could literally pass out right now from happiness (all while your face burns from embarrassment)

bettel laughs and touches his forehead to yours before whispering, "damn, i was gonna be the first to say it but you beat me to it. can i....can i kiss you?". you nod as he leans in closer.

he's sweet, soft and tastes like apples. the both of you a blushing mess when the worker opens the door, signaling that it's time to get out.

long story short, he's glad he decided to bring you to the theme park because he saw so many sides of you he's never seen, not to mention how soft your lips were to him that he just, could not stop thinking abt them.

the date might have been cliché, but bettel made sure not to end the date without officially asking if he could be yours. not if you could be his, but for him to be yours.

once you got back home, you finally noticed how terrible he tied your hair, with it leaning to one side more, and just strands of hair everywhere. but you appreciate the effort.

"you're silly. thank you for the horrible hairstyle <3" bettel is probably kicking the sheets, giggling at your text rn.

a/n: okay phew! sorry, this ended up being slightly longer than i expected skskkssk i decided to write a theme park based first date bcs i imagine bettel to be someone who prefers fun dates like this compared to like dinner dates idk SHAHHSAKSH anyways, sorry for any errors and hope you liked this ! <3 beanz.

#i love bettel so much he's just so adorable #also his forehead in the valentine art goddamn #gavis bettel #gavis bettel x reader #holotempus x reader #holostars x reader #holotempus #holostars

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tea-hytyyto · 2 years

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Misunderstood Tries

This is my first ever fanfic so hopefully it’s not bad T.T One Cup of the Special Brew Misunderstood Try’s. With a splash a angst, a sprinkle of fluff, and a mix Leona and Farena Kingscholar. I hope you enjoy~

Tw: Some minor violence and details! *This is not a ship fic!* *This fic was made by Hytyyto’s Tea Time! Otherwise known as Hytyyto! Please do not repost or such without proper credit! Ty~*

Leona was many things. He was the definition of brain and brawn. However from the moment he was born those talents didn’t matter. Atleast, that’s what he thought. He lived life basking in the shadow of his elder brother. From the moment he stepped foot on the world he was always nitpicked for not being like Farena. It didn’t matter if he was only a child, he was either way going to be judged. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how diligent he worked, he was going to place second. As he grew he became lazy and developed an attitude because of his upbringing.

Now Farena you might say is the dear opposite of his brother. He was cheerful and a bit of an idiot but many found it endearing. He was often coddled and liked by the people of the Afterglow Savannah, unlike his brother. He grew up to be cheerful and friendly. He ended up succeeding the throne and had 1 son. Much to Leona’s demise.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Farena tried hard to support and motivate Leona. Unlike the the majority of the Afterglow Savannah, Farena cared about Leona very much. However Leona ended up pushing him away even though he never did anything to him directly. However as mentioned Farena is a very cheerful person, it didn’t matter if Leona pushed him away. He still checked up on him and tried to talk some sense into him.

Farena was very aware that his brother most likely didn’t care for him. However what if he was wrong about that? Continue on as you hear the tale of these brothers who were ever so distant, become close in an instant~

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Leona let out a sigh. After living in the NRC campus he forgot what it’s like to have duties as a prince. He barely got 5 hours of sleep and was exhausted with work. Doing tasks for everyone, making public appearances, etc. He was being run ragged. He felt less like a lion and more like a dog on a leash.

He got up and stretched, he was done early for the night and decided to treat himself by going to bed early. However as soon as he left his study he saw some servants running towards him in a hurry.

“Leona-san! Something urgent has come up, it’s about your brother!”

He nodded his head signaling for them to continue. He swore if it was something where he needed to clean up Farena’s messes his head was going to explode.

“Farena-sama had almost gotten assasinated and is hospitaltized! The assasin was caught but Farena-sama had gotten some severe injuries. ”

Multiple thoughts flashed through Leona. What an idiot! What was he thinking being so reckless!? Is he alright? Does he know the consequences of his actions? Since when did I even care for him? He couldn’t help asking himself. Even though he wanted to ask them all only 1 simple question came out of his mouth,” How is he doing?”

“They said he should be fine, but the doctors want him to stay at the hospital until a few magical curses come off as well as some bruises.”

“Can they not bring him to the palace and take care of him here?”

“Majority of their equipment is big and complex, they said it isn’t smart to move it and just let Farena-sama stay at the hospital for another 3 days. They said to use this number if you wanted to contact them.”

“Understood, you can leave now.”

As he walked to his quarters Leona could feel the existing knot in his chest tightening. Even if Farena was fine he wanted to check up on him immediately. He couldn’t wrap his head around how carefree he can be. Then again he always was like that.

“Leona! Leona!”

“What is it Farena?”

“Wanna build a sand castle with me? Your unique magic would be useful!”

“Are you an idiot Farena? If anyone saw me use my unique magic near you they would all be barking nonstop about me trying to kill you!”

“But-”

“No, that’s final.”

Leona could still remember what happenend after that. Since Leona refused to make sand for Farena’s sand castle, his elder brother went looking outside the palace for some. He ended up getting caught in quicksand and their father having to pull him out. If only I was there.

. . .

The royal family was finally granted direct access to see Farena, and with his thoughts eating at him and his sister-in-law dragging him, there was no way Leona could skip it. If only he was still at school, he wouldn’t have to deal with this.

The guards stayed outside as all 3 of the royals spent “chatting” with Farena. His sister-in-law caught him up on recent events and such. Cheka had basically jumped on top of his father and started screaming in his ear a bunch of random things, reminded Leona of another moment a while back.

At last, it was Leona’s turn. Leona didn’t want to have to talk in front of his sister-in-law and Cheka so he asked them if he could talk to Farena privately. He didn’t need his sister-in-law and Cheka getting on his case for scolding Farena. As they left Farena stared at Leona with shock. His little brother willing to talk to him 1 on 1? Never in a million years.

“ Don’t think I’m doing this for love or something like that. I’m here to make you realize how much of an idiot you are. Do you have any idea how much trouble would be caused if you die!?” Leona attempted to sound angry.

Farena laughed, ” You can’t be direct with your emotions can you?”

“Why you! I’m just stating how troublesome it would have been. It’s not like everyone could be like you, you kno-” Leona was cut off as he felt two arms embrace him.

“And no one needs to.” Farena felt tears fall on his shoulders.

“I’m glad your okay.”

“I’m glad too Leona. Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to see this adorable reaction from you.”

“Shut up.”

“Hmph! Well I’m sorry I didn’t know you even cared for me for all of my life until now! Jokes aside though, I’m glad you return my care and love.”

“Of course I do, also you better not use this as blackmail Farena.”

“Oh, I definitely will.”

“Farena!” The two bickered on.

Little did they know, 2 other royals may have been watching through the door window watching the brothers reconcile.

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I hope you were able to enjoy your cup of tea~

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Yin and War Interviews and Videos

Like some other pairing's Interview Content Indexes I made, here's some for YinWar because I feel like maybe I'll watch a bunch of their content

Watched

[Aug 13] DAN - น้อยแต่มาก (Daybed) [Official MV] - saw a tiktok with clips from this, cute

[Aug 14] ANAN WONG: หยิ่นหยาง EP.2 | แผนแกล้งมาเรียน แต่เนียนตลบหลังคุณ “วนรัตน์” - ep 2 of Yin's channel and ummmm it's about drawing but apparently War sells NFTs and talks about them here and shit, so no thanks, didn't finish watching

ANAN WONG: หยิ่นหยาง EP.4 | โชคชะตาเป็นใจ ดลอะไรให้มาเจอกัน!!? - they go wakeboarding and it's cute; there's a little schtick that they met each other there just by chance lol

[Fave] ANAN WONG: หยิ่นหยาง EP.9 | ปิกนิกเปิดใจ! ใครเสียน้ำตา!? - this was really interesting! It's a New Year's episode, they talk about the past year 2021 and War even cried. They talked about how they felt when they couldn't go to work, the uncertainty of whether Love Mechanics will even happen, and War considering leaving the industry (?). It's interesting to hear, especially from actors who aren't part of GMMTV and don't have the backing or resources of a big company or the near certainty that they'll get jobs even if it's side roles. Yin/War aren't very fanservicey in these videos but it was interesting here how often they mentioned the word 'work'

ANAN WONG: หยิ่นหยาง EP.10 | แก๊งภัยสังคมรวมตัว! วันของหยิ่นมันต้องยิ่งใหญ่!! - Yin graduation! Cute to see his uni friends who aren't actors or anything, also cute to see him interact with the fans (they were very orderly in the video)

Love Mechanics OST | หวานเกินไป (Too Sweet) - Bonnadol (youtu.be) - Freaking cute I don't wanna let Vee/Mark go T.T also funny with Mark stuffing the cotton candy in his face + slapping Vee in revenge lol

หยิ่นหยาง EP.13 | สามทหารเสือเที่ยวทะเลกระบี่ ใครไม่ปวดหัว [...] - Yin + some other people (P'Aun, Go, War, Prom) go on vacation. I wish I was at a beach

[Fave] หยิ่นหยาง EP.20 | "พลอยวี" ย้อนวัยให้ดู สมัยจีบกันเค้าทำอย่างงี้!! - Yin and Perth video where they play as Vee and Ploy and show us the sweetness of their 3 years! I was grinning throughout the whole video fr. @ 7:40 Vee says "Let's go kha" and Ploy says "Let's go khap" and it's soo good to me. Also, they discuss Vee and Ploy's relationship, how they feel about each other, the cheating aspect, and I really like these opinions from the actors and how they understand the characters.

[Aug 15] "กลรักรุ่นพี่" กลับมาทั้งที จะไม่ React ได้ไง | กลรักรีแอค EP.1 ft Yin + War - I didn't know Yin thought it was hard to ride the motorcycle and that he fell many times

พลอย-วี มารีแอคชั่น "กลรักรุ่นพี่" | กลรักรีแอค EP.4 ft Perth + Yin - goddamn this was a sad ass episode

[Aug 16] WAR WANARAT: วอร์คราฟ Level.2 🎮 | แรงดึงดูดน่ารู้ แต่ยูอะน่ารัก! - @ 4:30 Yin says "Kha rak aaeng(?)" to mean I love you as a pun, so I don't think he uses Kha as I pronoun but can't tell if he uses Aaeng as the you pronoun for War or not. @ 5:00 War uses Khun for the you pronoun to Yin but is that the one he uses always? Research continues on to discover which You pronouns they use for each other. I'm pretty sure they generally use Pom for I pronouns. Wait ?? @ 9:10 Yin says "You are sad" as a pun and uses the pronon Meung and I can't tell if it's part of the pun or not like does hea sometimes casually call War who is older than him meung??? Anyway, I think in general they both use Pom/Khun and idk whether that's normal or interesting among other BL ships with the same age composition or with nonceleb Thai people of the same age dynamics. Also, Yin looked good in this

WAR WANARAT: วอร์คราฟ Level.14 🎮 | เปิดโลกอัพสกิลสารพัดอาหารป่า กินเลือดงูเห่า!! - War and Prom go to a restaurant to eat exotic meats like snake, ostrich, etc. Also, they talk a bit about Nuea and Mark, together and as separate characters (this is where War depends Mark waiting)

[Aug 16] WxY Ep.1 | ระหว่างขนมหวานกับหยิ่นวอร์ อะไรจะหวานกว่ากัน?? - Bro I’m dead, this is the most fanservice I’ve seen them do and it feels like such a stark contrast to how casual and friendly they are in their own Youtube videos from late 2021-2022 lol I see them say completely outta pocket shit on tiktok clips and was like wow where even are they like that since they’re not like that in their own youtube videos but now i see. Although the fanservice was still like... jokey and funny, so not going the “we’re real” route at least.” Also, Yin used P’War once and also called him Nong once for teasing and that’s my pronouns research for this episode

Love Mechanics novel: idk when but probably around this date, I downloaded Meb and the sample 25%. I only skimmed it and was honestly mostly just curious about how the first sex scene was in the novel. Also, first person just isn’t for me anymore I think, especially about romance.

[Aug 17] [FAVE] WxY Ep.3 | หยิ่นวอร์ออกเดทเติมความหวาน - bro this is like crackfic except it’s like crackfanservice. Them also losing it multiple times in the middle of the fanservice is hilarious too. it’s the one where Yin draws stick figure War with 3 legs, they have Nong Walter, the snake and ladders game.

WxY Ep.6 | หยิ่นวอร์ เผ็ดนี้แพ้ไม่ได้ โจ๊ะ โจ๊ะ - eating spicy food and crying. I wanna eat street fuchka and cry but be unable to stop eating cuz it’s so good

Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.01 | ขี่ช้างจับรัก พักใจกับหยิ่นวอร์ - With elephants.

Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.02 | ร้อนขนาดนี้ เอาอะไรมาหวาน!? - that ice cream land

[Aug 18] Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.03

[Aug 19] Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.04

Love Mechanics Director's Cut - Watched the ending of ep 2 and start of ep 3, both of which I’d actually watched already from tiktoks lol

[Aug 22] [Fave] Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.06 | น่านโยกโยก ไปน้ำตก แต่โดนตกไม่รู้ตัว - Where they go to the waterfall. Been wanting to watch it since the “P’War’s gone :< Ai’War!!” tiktok.

[Aug 23] ENOFLOVE CHANNEL กลรักรีแอค EP.10 Love Mechanics Reaction Ep 10 with Yin/War. How do they manage to watch the after-credits scene with other people? I get embarrassed just watching them watch it. Anyway, episode 10 has like a compilation of their cute scenes with a song bg at the very end after the after-credits and it reminded me just how cute Vee/Mark are. Also I can’t remember but somewhere around after halfway, after seeing idk Mark be worried about or be annoyed with Vee, Go asked in a fanservice-y way to Yin like “Do you scold War when he comes home late, Yin?” and Yin just furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and didn’t answer. Very interesting how Yin/War switch between a lot of fanservice, jokey fanservice, and no romantic fanservice depending on the situation/the people asking them for the fanservice.

[Aug 24] Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.07

[Aug 26] Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.08 Shoot an MV + eat unique ice cream + a Q & A quiz. Cute tiktok from it

[Aug 27] [FAVE] 20210505 Shopee Live: YinWar CUT | LM workshop + P'Vee vs. N'Mark: Found because of this Reddit post where Yin discusses his acting and how feels about Vee. I love getting to hear more about characters from the actors and both War (like in War’s youtube channel Level 14 w Prom) and Yin seem to have deep understanding of them. I agree with him that Mark isn’t so innocent and kind either and Vee certainly has issues that make him the way he is. Still, I’m not Team Vee, I’m just Team MarkVee Being Cute and Endearing

[Aug 28] Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.09: Just the part where they put on makeup on P’Go and talked with him

[Aug 29] Laneige Weekend with YinWar EP.10: didn’t finish watching bc it seemed boring, rip since it’s their last of the season. Won’t watch the specials with OhmNanon because I saw someone say it was awkward and I can’t deal with that

[Aug 30] “เอิร์ท-มิกซ์” VS “หยิ่น-วอร์” พิชิตภารกิจลับ! | E.M.S EARTH - MIX SPACE EP.17: Funny to have Earth calling Mix nu and ter while Yin/War are using khun pronouns with each other lol Especially because the two ships use khun with each other (like Earth uses khun when referring to Yin or War), so the formality in terms of you pronouns between Yin and War is the same as Earth and War lol I’m seriously just so fascinated by Yin/War using khun. Anyway, this was cute and fun ^.^

[Sep 1] พื้นที่หาทำ EP.5 Supalai: Cute recent video that only had Thai subs, so I had to use the extension that transforms one cc to another language cc. The tiktoks from this are cute tiktok 1 tiktok 2

[FAVE] PARTNER IN CRIME - YINWAR: dude a heist bl trailer directed by P’Jojo just for a concert? give me more

To Watch

Love Mechanics Behind The Scenes

En of Love: Love Mechanics

ไม่ใช่ไม่รู้สึก - Tom Isara [Official MV]

หยิ่นหยาง EP.22 - YinWar on Yin’s Channel

They talk about pronouns here https://youtu.be/IF9Vn00qsrQ?t=149

#yinwar #tracking

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sinbury · 1 year

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sjsjsjsj YOU ARE SO PRECIOUS ♥ I always look forward to speaking with you so you don’t have to worry about not hearing from me!! I appreciate your kind words, thank you. ♥ I’ve mainly been doing a lot of job hunting and yet.. nada T.T

I hope hearing about my sister and I was okay. She says I’m like her soulmate, I’m pretty much that person who would ride or die yanno? “Wanna go somewhere?” Me without a second thought: yes. Lol

AND YOU CAN SHOW BREAD AND BUTTER TO ME!!? 👉👈 hehe I’ve learned how to make mittens!! I want to learn how to make other pieces too! What have you done?? Sex god huh? 👀 that is EXACTLY what I need man especially with this baby voice that I’ve got I need something charming lol did you ever continue learning?

Deranged sexy woman? 😫 and yet... there are men who complain like what DO you want? To date your mother? Hmph. I’m glad you enjoyed my breakdown now that I look back I rambled so much AAASJSJDHS Harley Quinn defender here. Her and Ivy 🤭 MY GIRL DESERVES TO BE HAPPY AFTER CARRYING ALL OF DC ON HER BACK

I’ve never heard of that show!! But I’ll check it out!! Aw man I’m not even sure what are some juicy deets about me, but my pronouns are she/they!! Have I already told you my age? I’m 22 and I live in the states 🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸 jk those emojis are just really fun to use lol I’m a fem/masc afab. Tbh I don’t have many friends I have one but it’s over online whoever said it’s an easier way to meet people are LIARS I’ve spoken to so many dry repliers ACK I guess im a closed off person. I have a way goofier personality and I can be clingy. HM. I definitely have younger sibling vibes; loser and loner too. 😭 what about you!! Hmm, are you the older sibling or was it your brother if you don’t mind me asking. - Red ♥ (hehe I’ve missed you I hope you’ve been well, don’t forget to eat and stay hydrated)

oooo fun!!!! im also from the us, midwest hell lmao!! im a middle sibling, my brother was older but i also have a younger brother and an older sister :) im also a clingy ass person and thats probably why i have no friends lmao

if u wanna see my lovely kittens u should dm me ;) i love them religiously and i just got them some new catnip toys that bread LOVES!!!

i hope the job search gets easier for u!! what kind of job are ya looking for? ive mostly done coffee shop gigs my life while attempting (failing) to get thru school lol but i believe in u! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

#red #anon

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elysianslove · 3 years

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Hi lovely!!! I was wondering if you could write a small second part to that Osamu Drabble - where the reader notices Osamu become more quiet and closed off and she has to show him he deserves everything in the world and more (smut or fluff) and then like a fluffy ending???? My heart can’t take the angst T.T but no rush or anything thank you!

i still can’t stop thinking about osamu so,,, absolutely yes i would love to write a part 2!!! part 1 is here <3

pls i started writing this and got to like 600 words before i realized i was writing a completely different prompt i hate myself ,,, anyways this took me like an hour idk why. felt like i could do samu more justice but :(

there’s something different, and it only takes you a week to notice.

there’s something different about everything. about the way osamu loves you, talks to you, hugs you, kisses you, cooks for you, cleans with you, dances with you. your home somehow feels colder, lonelier, like it isn’t home, and it’s so off putting that it’s both frustrating and depressing. and despite the fact that you can recognize that something is off, something is twisted, something is wrong, you don’t understand why, and it’s possibly more angering than anything.

it’s a week and two days when you’re first vocal about it. you’re sitting at your dinner table, picking and pushing at your food mindlessly as you sit across from osamu. he’s quiet, and while that isn’t entirely unusual— osamu likes to think listening is his stronger suit, so you’ve taken up to talking majority of the time you’re together— it still feels off. like he’s purposely silencing himself. it looks as if he’s being weighed down, as if his heart’s too heavy in his chest and his thoughts are too messy to think through. and the fact that he continues to stay silent hurts you more than simply watching him suffer.

“’samu, baby,” you quietly call out to him, and in response, he simply hums, eyes finding yours and head tilting slightly in question. you can’t be careful enough as you ask, “is everything okay?”

unsurprisingly, but still as disappointing as ever, he nods, offering a weak smile and a murmur of, “‘course, lovely.”

you sigh in defeat.

you try again later that night, as the two of you slip into bed from opposite sides. you ask again, and he smiles weakly, again, offering you a small, practiced excuse of, “just tired, wanna sleep,” before he shuffles beneath the covers.

for the next few days, you relieve him of your questioning, and instead offer him silent love and reassurance. you urge him to take a bath with you, sitting him down between your legs and scrubbing at his hair, scratching at his scalp reassuringly, kneading and massaging at his muscles. when he comes home from work, every day, you’ve either made him a grand meal or prepared his favorite dessert for later, and yet, he barely eats it, picking at it and taking small bites in order to spare your worry. still, you wake up earlier than him to prepare him breakfast, making him his coffee just the way he likes it, cooking his food just the way he likes it, waking him up with a gentle kiss to his forehead. and still, you lay with him on the couch, head on his chest, tucked beneath his chin, and you lift up your phone to show him a ridiculous video or a funny tweet.

and still, you love him as quietly as you can, as subtly as you can, because that’s what love has always been for osamu.

two weeks later, as you lean over the sink in your bedroom’s bathroom, scrubbing and washing at your face, his arms find your waist, and his face finds a place buried in your neck.

“i love ya, you know that?” his voice is muffled slightly by the thin shirt you wear, but you hear him loud and clear.

standing up straighter, you lean back into him, and reach up with your hand to card softly through his hair. “i know,” you say, reassuringly adding, “i love you too.”

quietly, you twist around, only when he lets you of course, and you face him. his arms remain around you, tight around your waist, and you let him hold you close, reaching up to cup his face and urging him to look at you. his eyes are a lot less sadder than they were two weeks before.

“do you need to talk to me, baby?” you wonder, kindly prodding. “it’s okay if you don’t, but know that i’ll listen if you do.”

osamu sighs deeply, attempting to smile down at you before he nods. “yeah,” he replies, and his voice is shaky and broken and so far away that you hear your heart break in your chest.

with another soft, “okay,” from you, you lead him to your bedroom, sitting across from him on your bed. he crosses his legs, back to the headboard, and you mirror his position, facing him. he looks so tense as he fidgets with his hands on his lap, gaze faltering.

“‘samu, you can tell me anything,” you encourage him. “i promise, anything.”

he seems to consider this, cracking his knuckles, before he opens his mouth and asks, “have ya ever considered leavin’ me for ‘tsumu?”

you deflate slightly, and give him a confused look, cautiously and curiously asking, “why would i want to do that?” at osamu’s widening eyes, you quickly add, “i love — you. why would i want to leave you? for anyone?”

he fumbles with his next words, hands finding purchase in his trousers, gripping them at the knees. “’m sorry, lovely,” he admits. “i jus’— feel like— forget it, it’s okay.”

you’re quick to scramble forward, closer to him, your palms settled atop his hands. “no, no, talk to me,” you plead, “please, baby.” his eyes find yours, and god, he looks so— scared. one hand leaves his and reaches up to cup his face instead, your face hovering closer to his. with a gentle, tiny kiss pressed to the corner of his mouth, you whisper out, “i love you, ‘samu; talk to me.”

“you love me?” his voice is considerable smaller as he says this, as if he’s speaking more to himself than anything. “you love me?”

“i love you,” you repeat. “i love you and i only want to be with you. no one else. no one, not even atsumu.”

his eyes are watery as they find yours again, but he bites down harshly on his tongue, only opening his mouth once more when the haziness clears up. “and i’m enough for ya? ya don’t think you can do better? be with better?” he’s not attacking you.

he’s genuinely asking.

“wh—“

“yer okay with— with the lesser twin? with just miya atsumu’s brother? ya don’t want more?”

“‘samu,” you breathe out, and his mouth shuts, but he hadn’t been meaning to say more. he thinks if he had, his lungs would’ve burst. “‘samu, you’re not— you really think so lowly of yourself?” his eyes fall from yours again, but your other hand cups his face, forcing his gaze to firmly settle on yours. “you’re not the lesser twin. neither of you is. you’re two separate people, who have both made and built such wonderful lives for themselves, chasing their own respective passions. you’re not miya atsumu’s brother; you’re miya osamu. you’re miya osamu, owner of onigiri miya, successful businessman, lover of mine, and he’s miya atsumu— some volleyball player, i don’t know—“

he manages a laugh at this, eyes watering again.

“i love you so much it hurts, ‘samu. and there is so much more to you, so much more that makes you you. that makes you so special, that makes me fall in love with you every single day. the way you style your hair, or the stupid way you crack your eggs, or the really quick way you tie an apron ,or the way you always fluff up your pillows before you sleep, or the way you fold your clothes. that little dance you do when you think nobody can see when you cook something and it turns out looking so good. the way you kiss me goodnight, the way you hold my hand, the way you take pictures of anything and everything and send it to me, be it a really cool looking cloud or a weird assortment or pebbles you’d found on the ground.

“i feel like loving you is so — easy. as easy as breathing. i wake up every morning and i love you more than the day before. i wake up every morning feeling so sure and so at peace with the fact that i wake up to you every morning. the first though that comes to my mind when i think of anything is you. you’re everything to me. you’re my before, my now, my after.

“there is no one— no one— that could make me feel the way you do. there is no one i could picture by my side for the rest of my life. no one i wanna wake up with and brush my teeth with and have breakfast with and run stupid, boring errands with and talk about my day with. it’s only you, ‘samu. it’s only ever been you, and it will only ever be you. always you. always you.”

his arms are gripping at your waist before you can process it, his face buried in your neck as he trembles and shakes. you think you can hear him sniffle, but you don’t pay too much attention. instead, your arms wrap around his neck, climbing onto his lap to be as close to him as possible. you hold each other like this, for hours upon hours, because you don’t know for how long he’d needed this, and you hadn’t realize how much you’d needed it too.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu angst #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu angst #osamu x reader #osamu angst #sal's angst tag <3

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milkybonya · 3 years

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Journey through the flower field: Part 3

MASTERLIST/OVERVIEW/SUMMARY

warnings: food mentions, hospital/injury mentions, some angst

has it been fun learning about the flowers? this time, some of them will need your help... who will you be there for?

NOTE: in this part, you’ll notice [a/n]s that say you’ve lost a certain fruit. that’s most likely because a choice you made has upset one of the pentaboys :( subtract one (1) of that fruit from wherever you’re keeping track of your fruit count!

am posting this first without proof-reading, so sorry if you see any errors! i’ll be going over this again asap to fix any mistakes, but i just wanted to post this quickly since the wait has been so long ><

TAGLIST: @nose-bandaid @reach4themoon @mythicalamphitrite

[a/n]: i really think choosing a bias in treasure will be hard,, i thought it was Haruto but everytime Mashiho smiles i !! lose it and then Hyunsuk is just in my mind rent free? like sir hello rent’s due pls !

You wake up as the sun is starting to peek through the blinds. What an exhausting day yesterday was... Couldn’t the weekend just come faster?

Grabbing your phone, you unlock it to find messages from Hui and Yanan.

Yanan: remember the group project that we have to do for our class? do u wanna get an early start and meet me before class?

Hui: good morning! did you see the professor’s post on the class website? group project T.T wanna work on it this morning?

Two group projects with two different people? Gosh, you were already starting to get a headache and it was only the morning.

Who do you work with?

[Yanan, skip to CAMELLIA] [Hui, skip to ROSE] [neither, skip to LILY]

CAMELLIA

[a/n] you received a cherry!

good morning, Yanan! I’ll be at the library soon :)

That’s right, you might as well try to get some work done! Rolling out of bed, you wash up and chang your clothes before hurrying downstairs. In the kitchen, Hyunggu seems to be preparing breakfast. You grab a slice of the toast that he had buttered and leave the house, shouting a quick apology for stealing Hyunggu’s food before you leave. You can already hear Hyunggu whining even after you’ve left the house

The weather is lovely and the birds are chirping in the trees, unaware that winter will soon be coming. There is a slight chill in the air, but the sunlight is enough to keep you warm.

At the library, you find Yanan already sat there with his books and laptop spread around him. He seems to be focused already, scribbling things down furiously. His face looks so pretty even when he’s deep in thought. All of his features remain soft yet sharp at the same time...

Yanan feels someone’s eyes on him and immediately looks in your direction, smiling when his eyes find you.

“Already hard at work?” you ask him, sitting beside him.

“I just went through the topics and organized things,” he says, sliding a piece of paper in your direction.

“What do you think?” he asks you.

As you start to look through and decide on a topic, the two of you get to work and stay focused, not talking to each other very much much feeling no awkwardness between you both. It’s a comfortable silence, and you can easily ask Yanan questions if you ever need any help.

During one of those times where you need to ask him a question, you turn to him and almost tap him on the shoulder before you notice that he’s fallen asleep. Arms crossed over his laptop and his cheek squished in-between them, his smooshed face is in your direction. This boy... he sure sleeps a lot.

Watching him for a few moments, someone elbowing you drags you out of your daze.

“What-”

“Sh! You don’t want to wake him, do you?” Shinwon whispers, eyeing Yanan.

“What do you want?” you ask Shinwon, angry that he nudged you so hard :(

“I was just going to ask how you’re doing, no need to be so rude,” Shinwon scoffs, crossing his arms and shaking his head. You push him back, trying to get him to stop being annoying. But of course, when did that ever work?

“Do you wanna do something fun?” Shinwon asks you, a scheming grin lighting up his face.

“Like what?”

“Do you want to prank your friend? My shift is ending, so we can leave together. They’re selling posters in the student centre!”

What do you do?

[leave with Shinwon, skip to SNOW DROP] [stay with Yanan, keep reading]

[a/n]: you received a cherry!

“Shinwon, I can’t just leave him! You go check out the posters first and I’ll maybe join you some other day?”

Shinwon pouts before waving goodbye.

You check on Yanan and notice that he’s still sleeping. You let out a sigh of relief, happy that you didn’t wake him up. The sun is hitting his face and you hope he’s applied some sunscreen. Just in case, you reach out your hand, stretching it above his face to shield him from the sun.

“What are you doing,” he mumbles, rubbing his eyes suddenly.

You remove your hand and pretend to type something on your laptop.

“Nothing! Just working.” Why do you feel so embarrassed?

“You’re typing gibberish into the google search bar,” Yanan says, sitting up and stretching his arms.

“Ah! You’re right, why am I doing that...” you mumble to yourself.

Yanan chuckles to himself, shaking his head.

“Oh, I think we should just head to class to find a good spot! It’ll start soon, anyway,” you say, starting to pack up your things.

“Okay! I got a good nap in, I feel refreshed,” Yanan says, also packing up his things.

“Why are you always so sleepy, anyway?” you ask him.

He smiles while looking down before he answers you.

“Actually, I work delivery at night for the local pizza place. I deliver pizza,” he confesses, shyly.

“Really? Are you okay? Do you even get any sleep?” you ask him, placing a hand on his shoulder while you worry.

“Yeah! Don’t worry. I take a lot of naps and sleep when I can,” he says, blushing while he feels your hand on his shoulder.

The two of you manage to find a good spot in your class, and thanks to Yanan taking a nap, he’s much more alert. Afterwards, you have to rush off to your class with Hui, but you promise to meet with Yanan again soon to continue working on the project.

As soon as you enter the lecture hall and sit in the spot Hui saved for you, he starts to whine about why you didn’t meet him in the morning.

“I’m sorry! I had to work on a different project with someone else... There’s so much going on,” you explain, organizing things.

Hui pouts, feeling bad that you’re so busy.

[skip to DAFFODIL]

ROSE

[a/n] you received an orange!

sounds good! let’s get an early start :)

As soon as you reply, Hui sends you a text saying that he’ll pick you up. Even though you insist that the walk isn’t far and the weather is nice, he still tells you that he’ll be on his way.

Quickly getting ready and packing up your things, you rush through the kitchen without being able to eat anything.

“Are you not going to eat?” Hyunggu asks as you put on your shoes.

“No, don’t worry about it! I’ve got to go!”

Hui and his car arrive quickly, just as you expected, and his car is by your house as soon as you step out. When you open the door to sit inside, you notice that he’s playing a familiar song. It’s one of your favourites from high school and a song that you used to listen to with Hui all the time.

The two of you would share earbuds while sitting with your backs against your lockers, doing homework or just doodling and humming along.

“What with the song? Are you feeling sentimental?” you ask him, closing the car door and fastening your seatbelt.

“I just miss it...” Hui says, driving towards campus while nodding his head to the beat.

“So you are sentimental.”

“Oh, whatever!” he whines.

For some reason, Hui looks really cool while he’s driving. You’re only noticing it now that the sun is lighting up the side of his face, but his focused expression, the tilting of his head as he checks the mirrors and him in a white t-shirt... is your heart racing?

“Are you okay? Does your chest hurt?” Hui asks you, noticing that you’re clutching the area above your heart.

“No, no! I’m just...” you start, but you trail off, not able to explain yourself.

It doesn’t matter, because you’ve already arrived. As you step out, you suddenly feel like you’re the popular kid in a teen movie, stepping out of a car. It makes you smile.

“Are you that happy that I gave you a ride?” Hui asks, locking his car and walking to the library with you.

“You wish! I’m just happy, that’s all.”

Hui rolls his eyes as you jokingly and races you to the library when you chase after him.

Inside, the two of you split up to find some books on the topic that your project is on. You run into Shinwon and he asks you what you’re up to.

“I’m here with Hui, my childhood friend! We have a project to work on,” you say.

“Oh, really? Good luck, then,” Shinwon says, walking off. What’s up with him?

After gathering the books you need, you sit down with Hui to read through them and write down their important points. After half an hour of just reading, you feel your eyelids getting heavy. You try to stay away by drinking water and widening your eyes, but it doesn’t work. Eventually, without realizing, your head falls on top of your book.

When Hui notices, he moves the books away from you so that you’re not in an uncomfortable position. While he’s peeking at your face, wondering to yourself how you’ve managed to stay so good-looking throughout all these years, Shinwon walks by, pushing a cart. He notices Hui peering at you while he sleeps, and he feels his heart drop. He has no idea why...

[a/n] oh no, you’ve lost a lime!

Hui continues working and lets you nap until he knows that you’ll be starting class soon. Then, he gently wakes you, telling you that you’ve got class soon. You rub your eyes and stretch out your arms, doing your best to wake yourself up properly.

“I really don’t feel like going to class,” you whine.

“You could always stay here instead and keep working on the project with me. You’re skipping but you’re still getting work done!”

“That’s some strange logic...”

Do you skip and stay with Hui?

[no, skip to TULIP] [yes, keep reading]

[a/n] you received an orange!

“But I kind of agree with it,” you say, opening your books and continuing to read through them.

Hui smiles and tells you that he’ll get some refreshing drinks to wake both of you up. Once he gets back and you take your first sip, you feel energized enough to work faster. Time flies by and suddenly, Hui is telling you that your shared class is in five minutes!

“What do we do, the lecture hall is far!” you gasp, quickly packing up.

“We’ll make it, don’t worry,” Hui cheers, also packing up. The two of you have no choice but to leave all of your books there on the table, and you hope that if Shinwon is still working, he won’t be too mad that he has to clean up your mess.

Once you leave the library, Hui holds your hand in his and says “let’s go!” before running off while pulling you after him. You realize then that in all your years of being friends, the two of you had never held hands before. Is that why it feels so exciting?

Receiving a glare from the professor for being late as the two of you shuffle to the nearest seats, you breathe heavily while unloading your bag.

“That was close!” you say.

“Yeah, but we made it, didn’t we?” Hui reminds you with a smirk.

[skip to DAFFODIL]

LILY

You feel so sleepy that you decide to say no to both Yanan and Hui for the sake of sleeping in a little longer. After only fifteen minutes though, your body doesn’t let you get anymore sleep, so you get up and walk downstairs. Hyunggu and Wooseok are there, too.

“Want to help me make breakfast?” Hyunggu asks you.

“I thought you have class soon?” Wooseok asks, chewing on some fruit. “I also have to head out, want to come with me?”

Who do you choose?

[Yuto, keep reading] [Hyunggu, skip to BAMBOO]

[Wooseok, skip to LAVENDER]

[a/n] you received a blackberry!

“Actually, I think I’ll just take some breakfast up to Yuto. He must be hungry,” you say.

Confused and a little disappointed, the boys watch as you gather some of the breakfast that Hyunggu has already prepared and run upstairs with it to Yuto’s room. Once you’re at the door, you start to get nervous for some reason, wondering if Yuto’s asleep, if he’ll get mad at you for waking him....

“Do you need anything?” asks a deep voice from behind you. Once you turn around and find Yuto standing there, drying his face with a towel, you feel embarrassed. Does he think I’m weird for standing outside his room with a plate of food?

You’ve never been so cautious of your actions around Yuto before. What’s gotten into you...?

“Uh, no! I just... came to bring you breakfast,” you say, showing him the plate. He smiles and his teeth shine even though the hallway is dark.

“Thanks, [y/n]. Did you already eat?” he asks you, taking the plate from your hands and stepping into his room. You slowly follow after him, sitting on his bed.

“Yeah! I ate,” you lie. A few seconds after Yuto starts eating, your stomach growls loudly and both of you laugh.

“Sounds like your tummy doesn’t remember eating. Here, come have some of this,” Yuto says, offering you his plate.

He reaches for his guitar and starts to strum while he watches you eat.

“Don’t you have an early class today?” Yuto asks you.

Oh shoot.

When you check the time, you realize that your class is just about to start. You definitely won’t make it in time, even if you run now.

“I won’t make it... Oh well, I wasn’t feeling it, anyway,” you admit, pushing the plate aside and leaning back on Yuto’s bed.

“You’re welcome to stay here,” Yuto says, continuing to pluck the strings with his long fingers.

“I was planning on staying regardless...” you say, throwing him a smirk. Yuto shakes his head at you.

“What’s that tune you’re playing?” you ask. The melody echoing through the room has now gotten stuck in your head.

“I don’t know, I kind of just made it up,” Yuto confesses, shrugging his shoulders.

Out of nowhere, you find yourself quietly humming a melody. Yuto’s ears perk up as soon as you do, and he quickly reaches for his phone to try recording your voice.

“When I write lyrics, I could sing them to this melody... Or... You could sing them for me?”

You point at yourself. “Me?”

“Yes, you. You know everyone can hear you when you sing in the shower, right?” Yuto says.

You don’t know what to say... this boy is completely messing with you.

“I’ll only sing if there’s something in it for me,” you tease.

“I can do your homework for you?” Yuto suggests, trying not to laugh because even he knows how absurd he sounds.

“I can do that myself... Ah!”

It hits you, suddenly.

“Switch rooms with me! I hate my room... I’ve always wanted this one,” you whine.

Yuto shakes his head.

“How are we going to move the furniture around? That’s so tiring...”

“I won’t sing, then,” you say, crossing your arms.

“No! Fine! I’ll do it, I’ll switch rooms. Ugh, your room is the worst, though,” Yuto says.

You laugh. “Why did you change your mind so quickly?”

“I’ve been playing that guitar tune for so long, but I couldn’t find the right melody for the lyrics. Actually... I’ve written some lyrics... I have to get this done for class! So...”

Yuto trails off while for some reason working so hard to explain himself.

“It’s fine! I understand,” you say.

“Do you mind looking over the lyrics now?” Yuto asks you, holding out a notepad.

You nod, reading them over. You didn’t expect Yuto to be so poetic with his word choice.

“This sounds very much like a story of unrequited love... Yuto, please explain. Do you like someone?” you ask, excited.

Some part of you feels sad, though, and you don’t know why. Why would you be upset with Yuto for liking someone?

“Yeah, uh, it’s... don’t worry about it. I was thinking of you singing these parts, which are from the other person’s point of view.”

“Damn, seems like this person that you like is really clueless,” you say, scanning the lyrics again.

“You’re right about that,” Yuto says, staring at you.

“And you seem to like them a lot.”

Somehow, you and Yuto spend the morning spontaneously recording his song. Both of you are inexperienced and confused, but you have fun messing around together. Seeing Yuto smile and laugh that many times in one morning floods your heart with some kind of happy emotion that you can’t even explain.

“You really should go to your next class though, [y/n],” Yuto says.

“You’re right. I can’t start skipping classes already at the beginning of the semester.”

Yuto gives you a warm hug before you leave, and still feeling giddy, you practically fly down the stairs and rush outside, walking along the sidewalk with a bounce in your step.

Once you enter the lecture hall of the class that you share with Hui, you find him and take the seat next to him.

“So why did you decline to work with me on the project, hm?” he asks you, pouting.

“I wasn’t feeling it, I’m sorry,” you say, pouting at him. He pokes your cheek before going back to his notes.

[skip to DAFFODIL]

SNOW DROP

[a/n] you received a lime!

Life is short... and maybe pranking Yanan will help the two of you get closer? Also, your room is really in need of some posters.

“Let’s go!” you loudly whisper, quietly packing up your things.

[a/n] oh no, you’ve lost a cherry!

Somewhere between the moment you got up and the moment you stepped outside of the library doors, Shinwon had grabbed your hand so he could quickly guide you outside. Now outside, the two of you feel flustered to discover that your hands are touching.

"I'm sorry, it was an accident!" Shinwon stutters, pulling his hand away.

You find yourself pouting without realizing after hearing those words, and Shinwon snickers at you.

"Did you like holding my hand or something?" he asks you, gently nudging your shoulder.

You choose to ignore him and march forwards towards the student centre. Shinwon would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy holding your hand.

Inside, where there’s usually a large, empty space, there are stands filled with posters on display. A couple of times every semester, there’s always a poster sale in the student centre, but you’ve always missed it. Excited to finally be able to look through them, you rush towards the stands, leaving Shinwon running after you.

The two of you walk through the stands together, pointing out posters to one another.

“Look at this!”

“That’s just a small print out of an orange juice carton?”

“Exactly,” you say, pressing your lips together and nodding.

“I’ll only buy it if I lose rock-paper-scissors to you,” Shinwon says, sticking out his hand.

“Rock, paper... scissors.... SHOOT!” you yell, bringing your scissors forward.

Shinwon holds his head down, having chosen paper and realizing that he’ll have to buy the small print-out.

The small win brings you more joy than you could ever imagine, and you walk around the rest of the stands constantly teasing Shinwon while he walks with the print-out in his hands.

“[y/n] if you don’t stop...” Shinwon starts, glaring at you.

“You’ll what? What?”

Just as he’s about to answer, your phone starts vibrating in your pocket. When you check it, you notice that your reminder for your class with Yanan has gone off. That means that class is about to start! But you’re already here with Shinwon...

Do you still go to your class with Yanan?

[yes, skip to GERMANIUM] [no, keep reading]

[a/n] you received a lime!

“What’s wrong?” Shinwon asks you.

“Nothing... what were you saying?”

“Oh... I forget,” Shinwon chuckles, scratching the back of his neck. He didn’t forget, though. He was going to tell you that if you didn’t stop teasing him, he’d force you to go on a date with him... but he didn’t want to joke around like that and risk making you uncomfortable, so he decided to stay quiet.

After you both choose some posters, you leave the student centre.

“Shinwon, my next class will start soon and I won’t be able to go home and come back to drop off my posters... What do we do?”

Shinwon thinks for a while before taking the posters from your hands.

“I’ll hold put them in the staff room in the library so whenever your next shift is, you can grab them on your way home,” Shinwon suggests.

“You’ll do that?”

“Of course, [y/n], don’t worry about it. Go to class and don’t be late. I’ll see you soon!”

As Shinwon waves goodbye to you, a gentle breeze ruffled his curly locks and it made your heart soar. Oh, how you wanted to run your fingers through his hair right at that moment!

But you had to go to class, so you sped-walked towards your class with Hui and quickly sat in your spot next to him once you entered the lecture hall.

[skip to DAFFODIL]

DAFFODIL

During class, Hui does not stop fooling around. He keeps doodling all over your notes and trying to take pictures of himself with your phone. Clearly he’s in a super good mood to be acting so chaotic :D He reminds you of an overly-excited young child.

Despite barely being able to take notes, that was probably the most fun class you’ve ever had!

Before leaving the lecture hall, you decide to check your phone.

2 missed calls from Hongseok.

Changgu: [y/n]! I have to go run an errand - would you be able to watch over the café for me? it’s not busy so there’s no need to make drinks!

Jinho: are you free now? do you want to help me set up for an event?

It seems like a lot of people need your help today... who will you respond to?

[Hongseok, keep reading] [Changgu, skip to ORCHID]

[Jinho, skip to CHRYSANTHEMUM]

[a/n] you received a banana!

Tapping on the phone icon beside Hongseok’s name, you wait a few rings until there was an answer.

“Hello? Is this [y/n]?”

An unfamiliar voice.

“Yes... is this not Hongseok’s phone?”

“It is, but I’m afraid Hongseok is in the hospital right now. We’ll need you to come as his guardian.”

Hos... pital?

“Which hospital is it?” you ask, quickly packing up your things to leave. You wave goodbye to Hui, who gives you a confused expression in return.

“It’s near the university campus,” the voice says.

“Alright, I’ll be on my way!”

As soon as you hang up, you run out of the lecture hall and burst out of the building doors, feet pounding on the ground so you can make it to the hospital asap.

Despite everyone throwing looks your way as you run wildly, you can’t care less. Hongseok is hurt right now... the thought of your friend being hurt almost makes you tear up. I hope I’ll get there soon, you think.

Once you enter the hospital, you speed-walk to the counter, not wanting to run.

“Excuse me, where’s Yang Hongseok?” you ask.

“Hongseok? Oh, he was admitted in room 1A an hour ago,” the person at the desk tells you.

“Where is that”

“To the left, here,” the person says, guiding you with their outstretched arm.

Quickly thanking them, you rush to the left and found Hongseok’s room. Quietly knocking, you slowly pull back the door and enter. Hongseok is laying in bed, his body parts full of bandages and his face bruised.

“Hongseok?!”

He turns his head to look at you, smiling despite clearly being in a lot of pain.

“What the hell happened?” you ask, walking over to his bed to sit beside him.

“I was at the gym and some idiot had messed with the equipment. I think they didn’t put it back properly and it all fell on my head,” Hongseok mumbles, explaining.

“Who?” you ask, after a period of silence. “Who was the idiot? I’ll have a word with them-”

Hongseok stretches out his arm to stop you as you stand up from your chair.

“Don’t worry about it,” he chuckles.

“Do you have to stay here for a long time? Will it take you long to heal?”

“I can’t go home ‘cause there’s no way I can take care of myself like this... but you know me. I’m fit and healthy so it shouldn’t take long to heal,” Hongseok croaks, sending a wink your way.

You didn’t realize it, but you’ve been furrowing your eyebrows this whole time, your face filled with worry.

“Why are you so worried, though?” Hongseok asks you, stretching out his arm and placing his hand on yours.

“I’m... how could I not be?” you respond. Hongseok’s hand... is on yours...

You find yourself staring at the shape of his hand resting on yours and wondering why it feels so warm.

“Oh! Is there anything you need?” you ask, standing up and moving Hongseok’s arm away.

Why are you doing this, [y/n]? Why are you being so awkward?

“Anything I need? Ah... a coffee sounds really good right now.”

“Coffee? Oh, I passed by a café in the lobby-”

“No, please not the coffee from here. It’s so disgusting,” Hongseok complains, wrinkling his nose.

“I got it, I’ll get you something better.”

You leave his room sighing, wondering where you’re gonna find some good coffee from... until you remember. Changgu’s coffee shop! It’s near here!

Speed-walking out of the hospital and then running outside towards Changgu’s, you get there before you know it, panting and out of breath. Changgu looks up from the counter and smiles when he sees you.

“Did you come here to watch the shop for me? Did you see my message?” he asks you, a smile on your face.

“Oh... Changgu I’m so sorry, it completely slipped my mind. Hongseok has been hospitalized-”

“Hong... Seok?” Changgu asks, his voice dripping with disappointment.

[a/n] oh no, you’ve lost a blueberry!

“Yeah, some gym equipment fell on him and he’s broken a lot of bones...” you say, sadly.

“So what brings you here?”

“He wants coffee... and I knew the only place to get it from would be here!”

“Why not the coffee at the hospital?” Changgu asks, starting to work on your coffee order.

“Cause it sucks. Everyone knows that,” you explain.

“[y/n]... I had a really important errand to run, but I couldn’t because I have to watch the shop,” Changgu says, sighing with his back facing you.

“I know, and I’m really sorry about that. But is there no no one else you could ask?”

“There is, but I wanted it to be you,” Changgu mumbles.

“What?” you ask.

“Nothing.”

“Do you want me to call one of my roommates to come help?” you ask, pulling out your phone.

“No, it’s okay,” Changgu says, handing you your coffee. “Tell Hongseok ‘get well soon’ from me.”

“I will! Thank you so much,” you say, waving goodbye and speed-walking out of Changgu’s coffee shop.

Speed-walking while holding coffee and trying not to spill it is not easy, but somehow you manage. Once you get back to Hongseok and hand him his coffee, he gestures for you to help him sit up. After you do that, he asks you to hold the coffee cup to his lips.

“Damn, you really can’t do anything,” you say, obliging.

Hongseok thanks you and leans back, his hand finding yours again.

“Hongseok... why do you keep holding my hand?” you ask him, slowly.

“I’ve only done it twice,” he says.

You roll your eyes, letting him continue to hold your hand because he’s broken all his bones but also because you actually don’t mind it.

“[y/n]?”

“Hm?”

“I’m hungry.”

You sigh, leaning your head back and staring at the ceiling.

“Want me to ask-”

“I want pizza.”

“Does the hospital not have-”

“No. I want it from that pizza place,” he says. You sigh again, knowing the exact place he’s talking about.

“Hongseok, I really think you’re abusing the fact that you’re stuck in a hospital bed right now.”

“I’ll make it up to you!” Hongseok whines, pouting.

“Whatever,” you say, rolling your eyes at him before you leave the hospital for the second time.

The pizza place he was talking about is thankfully also not too far from the hospital, but you can feel your feet growing tired already. Why am I letting him get away with this, you ask yourself. But remembering how cutely he smiled when you brought him the coffee fills you with joy.

After getting Hongseok’s pizza order and trudging through the streets back to the hospital, Hongseok graciously allows you to eat half of the pizza with him. Frankly, you’d kill him if he didn’t let you have at least one slice.

Every time Hongseok wants to take a bite, you have to hold the pizza up to his mouth. He asks you to wipe his mouth after each bite too.

“Are you not getting tired of me?” he asks you, smirking.

“Yeah... but that’s okay,” you say, smiling at him.

“Do you... think you can stay here?” Hongseok asks you.

“What do you mean?” you reply, taking a bite of pizza.

“I don’t want to be alone... here... I want to be with you,” Hongseok admits, holding your hand again.

What do you do?

[stay, keep reading] [go home, skip to AZALEA]

“I can stay,” you agree, pulling out your phone. “I just need to text my roommates so they won’t get worried.”

Hongseok laughs.

“You’re so cute... you even think of your roommates.”

“Isn’t that just the right thing to do?”

“I guess so,” Hongseok says.

The two of you spend the rest of the time talking about your classes and whatever other random things come to mind. Since you’d usually only see him at the gym, there wasn’t always a lot of time to catch up. Now, you were able to have a proper conversation with him.

At some point, Hongseok was laughing so hard that his side started to hurt, and you tried to tell him some sad things to make him stop, but he laughed even harder.

“When you tell me to think of a sad puppy in the rain, I just remember the time it was raining and you fell-”

“We were supposed to forget about that time!” you whine.

“Thank God you didn’t get hurt, but the way you fell was so-”

“Hongseok, stop!”

Both of you end up laughing even harder.

After that, you hold up your phone so the two of you can watch a show. Hongseok notices that you’re in an uncomfortable position on the bed and asks you if you want to sit next to him.

“Can I? There’s barely any room.”

“It’s okay, I’ll shuffle over,” he says, wincing as he moves over to the right.

Though it’s tight, you manage to sit next to him so you can watch the show more easily. Your shoulder is touching Hongseok’s, and you try to be careful to make sure you’re not putting your weight on him.

Yet eventually, you get sleepy and fall asleep with your head on his shoulder. Hongseok takes your phone out of your hands and places it on the bedside table. He watches your relaxed face for a few moments, feeling comfortable with your head on his shoulder. Despite being in a lot of pain, he ends up falling asleep too. Only because you’re at this side.

[END OF PART 3. PART 4]

TULIP

[a/n] you received an orange!

“I guess I can stay,” you say. “I did lose some time to help you because I fell asleep.”

“Don’t worry about it!” Hui says, smiling while wrinkling his nose. It makes him look so cute.

Feeling refreshed after your nap, you’re able to properly help Hui this time. The two of you end up getting a lot of work done, practically creating a full outline for your porject.

During that hour, Hui keeps watching you so intently every time you speak. His eyes never leave yours when you talk and he has a small smile on his face, nodding along every few seconds to show he’s listening.

“Hui, you’re such a good listener,” you say after you’re packing up your things to head with your class with Hui.

“Really? Are you sure I’m not ‘chaotic and always interrupting you’?”

You laugh, remembering that that’s what you would always say to Hui in high school.

“Well, you can still be like that sometimes, but today you made me feel like what I was saying was important,” you say, leaving the table you were at with Hui by your side.

“That’s cause it was,” Hui says.

“Because it was about the project?”

“No, because you were the one talking.”

You look up at Hui to make sure what you just heard wasn’t a lie, but he looks down at the ground, feeling shy suddenly.

“Why are you so cute sometimes, Hui?” you ask him. Finally he meets your eyes, a big grin on his face.

“Not sometimes, but always!” he declares, sticking a tongue out at you.

“I swear you look like a kid, not a college student.”

“Race you to class!” Hui says, running forward while clinging tightly to his bag. You chase after him, angry that he didn’t even do a countdown before running!

[skip UP to DAFFODIL]

BAMBOO

[a/n] you received a grape!

“Hyunggu, let me try cooking the breakfast for once,” you say.

Hyunggu flashes a smile at you, handing you a spatula.

“Use this to flip the stuff in the pan,” Hyunggu says, pointing to the food that’s already sizzling.

“What, you already got started?” you ask him.

“I didn’t ask you to make breakfast from scratch for me! I just asked you to help,” he says, smiling.

“Anyways, I’ve got to head out! Hope you two have a good day,” Wooseok says, leaving the kitchen and heading towards the front door.

You say goodbye to Wooseok and get ready to flip the food like Hyunggu instructed, but you freeze on the spot as you feel two arms wrapping around you.

Hyunggu wraps an apron around your stomach and tied the strings behind you.

“You scared me! I thought you were about to hug me,” you say, laughing nervously.

“I can do that too,” Hyunggu says, actually wrapping his arms around you his time and resting his head on the back of your shoulder. He feels warm....

“Hyunggu, the food!” you shriek, quickly flipping it over as Hyunggu pulls away. The food has all turned black in the pan.

Hyunggu laughs.

“It’s okay, [y/n]. We’re out of supplies but... we can just eat some cereal?”

“That sounds good, too,” you say, laughing.

“So how have your classes been going?” Hyunggu asks you, pouring some cereal into a bowl.

“They’re okay! I just already have so much to do,” you complain, pouring some milk over your own cereal.

“I understand, it isn’t easy. But we’ll reach our break before we know it!”

You nod, eating your breakfast.

“I know we didn’t get to cook breakfast, but do you want to cook lunch with me? I know you’ve got a class to get too...”

“Sure!” you say, agreeing.

After Hyunggu lays out all the ingredients, you finish your breakfast and stand up so you can help him. As the two of you chop some ingredients, Hyunggu hums and dances along to his own rhythm. The way he moves his hips makes you laugh, and he continues doing it.

“Your laugh is so pretty, [y/n],” he says, gently patting your head.

“Hey, your hands smell like onions from chopping them!”

“Oops, sorry,” he says, grabbing a napkin to clean your hair.

You open the tap and splash water in his face.

“[y/n]!” he yells, pretending to be offended. The two of you laugh.

“Why didn’t we cry, though? You were chopping onions but it didn’t affect us at all,” you wonder out loud, continuing to chop.

“Hmm... I’m not sure,” Hyunggu says, beginning to add the ingredients to the pan.

The two of you work together to cook the ingredients, and it doesn’t take long, since Hyunggu purposely chose a recipe that wouldn’t take long. Once it’s ready, Hyunggu helps you pack some for yourself in a container. He leaves some for Yuto, Wooseok and himself too, but there’s still some more left.

[a/n]: i’d just like to interrupt by saying.. i know Hongseok is the only one who really cooks, but let’s pretend in this universe that Hyunggu is actually the master chef okay shhh also i hope you’re enjoying this so far ily <3

“Can I also take that with me? At my first class, there’s a classmate who sits next to me. He’s always sleepy and I doubt he gets any breakfast. Maybe he could have this for brunch?” you ask.

“Sure!” Hyunggu says, packing the last portion you intended to give to Yanan for you.

“You better get going, or you’ll be late,” Hyunggu reminds you, nodding towards the clock.

“You’re right!” you say, grabbing your food as well as Yanan’s before rushing towards the door.

“Thanks for the food!” you say before leaving the house.

Once you get to your class with Yanan, you find him there, resting his head on the desk.

“Still sleepy?” you ask him, sitting down next to him. He looks up and smiles when he sees you.

“Did you manage to rest some more this morning?” he asks you.

“Yeah, I’m sorry I couldn’t work on the project with you. I’ve brought some brunch for you as an apology!” you say, handing him the container of food.

“Woah, it already smells good! You can cook?” he asks, opening the container.

“No, I don’t deserve much credit... my roommate helped me a lot!”

Yanan smiles, thankful to have a quick bite to eat before class begins.

After your class with Yanan ends, you say goodbye and make your way to the next lecture hall, where your class with Hui is.

[skip UP to DAFFODIL]

LAVENDER

[a/n] you received a raspberry!

“Sure, Wooseok, I’ll head out with you!” you say, following Wooseok as he heads towards the door.

After saying goodbye to Hyunggu, the two of you step out into the fresh air. Wooseok stretches his limbs, his fingertips almost touching the sky.

“I’m feeling happy today,” he says, walking with a skip in his step.

“I’m glad,” you say, laughing in response.

“Do you want me to treat you to some breakfast?” he asks, placing his hands inside the pockets of his pants.

“Really?”

“Sure!”

The two of you walk for a few moments in silence before Wooseok seems to remember something. He pulls something out of his bag and hands it to you. It’s a really cute pikachu keychain!

“I saw this and it made me think of you. You should have it,” he says.

“Thanks Wooseok,” you say, laughing. “Does it look like me or something?”

“No... Pikachu is just cute... but strong... like you,” he says. When he offers to hand the charm on your bag, you agree. He keeps fumbling with it since it’s hard for him to put it on as you walk, but eventually he attaches it!

Once you reach campus and find a place to eat, you’re able to order the breakfast food that you’ve been badly craving. Eating it feels so comforting that you can’t help but lean back into the chair you’re sitting in and let out a big sigh.

“What is it? Is it not good?” Wooseok asks you, concerned.

“No!” you reassure him. “It’s just so gooooood.”

Wooseok laughs, his teeth showing.

You notice that Wooseok doesn’t seem to be enjoying the food as much, though. He moves his eggs around with his fork.

“Wooseok, is everything alright?”

“Hm? Yeah,” he responds, avoiding your eyes. You set down your cutlery and cross your arms.

“I don’t believe you.”

Wooseok stays silent in response. You don’t force him to respond, thinking he just doesn’t want to talk.

“Wooseok, did you hear --’s new song? That artist we both like?”

Wooseok perks up.

“Yeah, it was so good!”

The two of you spend the rest of your time talking about the song until it’s time for your class to start. After saying goodbye to Wooseok, you meet Yanan at your first class.

“Were you able to get some rest this morning?” he asks you.

“Yeah, I’m so sorry I couldn’t work on the project with you,” you say, sitting beside him.

Yanan shakes his head. “It’s all good! Getting up in the morning is hard, I understand.”

A few minutes into the class, you feel your phone vibrate in your pocket. A message from Wooseok.

I... have a presentation today. And I’m really nervous

That’s right, it’s today! Did you even work on it? I’ve barely seen you studying...

You don’t see me all the time! That’s why. I do study

Okay, alright :”)

If it isn’t too much... Could you come with me and watch my presentation?

[skip class to watch, keep reading]

[no, head to next class, skip UP to DAFFODIL]

[a/n] you received a raspberry!

sure!

“Yanan, something came up, I’ve got to go. Could you send me some photos of your notes later?”

Yanan nods in response, and you quietly pack up your things before carefully leaving the lecture hall and rushing to the building where Wooseok’s presentation will be taking place.

You find him outside of the lecture hall, nervously scratching the back of his neck.

“Wooseok!”

He looks up at the call of his name and waves you over.

“You actually came!”

“Of course I did. I said I would, so why wouldn’t I?”

Wooseok grins, showing his pretty teeth again.

“Okay, Wooseok. I know you’ve worked hard. Just take a few breaths, drink some water. I’ll be right there with you. You’ve got this!”

Wooseok stretches out his arms and hugs you, resting his head in the crook of your shoulder.

“Thank you,” he mumbles into the sweater you’re wearing.

Once he pulls away, he makes his way into the lecture hall and you follow behind him, sitting in the audience’s spot. Only a handful of other people are there: some classmates, some TAs.

When it’s Wooseok’s turn, you notice his hands are shaking. When he finds you among the audience, you remind him with your body gestures to take a deep breath, and he does.

Though his presentation starts off with him speaking quietly and stuttering, by the end of it, he seems a lot more confident. Either way, he did such a great job and you’re so proud of him. You clap loudly once he finishes.

“Wooseok, you did so well!” you tell him when all the presentations are over.

“Thank you... I felt a lot better with you there,” he says, shuffling his feet around.

This time, you’re the one who gives him a hug. You pat his back and tell him again that he did a great job.

“Wait, don’t you have a class to get to?”

“Right, my class with Hui!”

You start to leave the building, waving goodbye to Wooseok as you go.

“I’ll see you soon! Good job again!” you yell.

[skip UP to DAFFODIL]

GERMANIUM

[a/n] you received a cherry!

“Shinwon, I’ve got to get going. I have a class, but you look at the posters for me, okay?”

“You’re leaving so soon? Okay! I’ll let you know if I find anything good!”

Once you get to your class with Yanan, he’s still saved you a seat, though he clearly doesn’t look happy.

“Did you leave me while I was sleeping?” he asks you.

“I-”

“There must’ve been a reason for it, right? Did something come up?”

“There was a poster sale...” you mumble.

“Poster sale?” Yanan asks. He remains quiet for a while after you nod, but then gives you a smile.

“Did you find anything interesting?”

You tell him about some of the things that you saw there, and he tells you he’s also been looking for some posters.

“Should we go together sometime?” he asks you.

“Heck yeah! Let me know when there’s a poster sale again and we’ll go.”

“Okay, but if I forget to tell you, you should tell me, okay?”

You nod.

“Also... I know you’re always careful about not waking me when I’m sleeping, but it’s okay. If you’re the one who’s waking me, it’s fine. So don’t worry, okay?”

Yanan grabs a pen and scribbles something in your notes.

[y/n] is obligated to go to poster sale with Yanan !!

The childish note makes you crack up a little. Clearly, Yanan seemed a little hurt by you leaving him earlier, but he just didn’t want to show it. Still, though, you’re glad that you at least came to class to see him rather than skipping it altogether.

You came to class... to see him?

After class, Yanan makes you promise him again that you’ll take him to a poster sale before you leave. He only lets you go to your class after that. Once you wave goodbye to him, which he returns by tilting his head and beaming from ear to ear with a huge smile, you make your way to your shared class with Hui.

[skip UP to DAFFODIL]

ORCHID

[a/n] you received a blueberry!

Changgu, I’ll be there in five mins!

“Hui, I’ve got to go. I’ll see you around, okay?”

You pick up your bag and trudge up the steps of the lecture hall towards the door. After that, you start speed-walking like a madman to make sure you can make it to Changgu on time. I wonder what his errand is, you think to yourself.

Finally at the door of his coffee shop, you step inside and the aroma of coffee hits you.

“[y/n]!” Changgu calls, waving to you from the counter. He smiles so widely that his eyes turn into little crescents.

“Changguuu.... what errand do you have to run?”

“I have to meet with the supplier of the coffee shop. It’s a long story, but some things have gone wrong with the supplies.... thank you so much for being here! I made you your favourite drink,” he explains, pushing the drink towards you.

“I really hope your talk goes well... and thank you! I’ve been craving this so badly,” you admit, taking a sip.

“So, no one usually orders coffee from here during this hour. If anyone buys snacks or food, you know what to do. Just grab a bag and place the snack that they want in there. If anyone happens to order a drink, just tell them they’ll have to wait for a while. I’ll make it for them as soon as I get back!”

“Damn, this is a chill coffee shop,” you confess.

“It’s my coffee shop after all,” Changgu says, winking at you. He unties his apron and rushes to the back of the store to get changed. Meanwhile, you take his spot at the counter and unload your laptop and books. You might as well use this time to study!

Changgu quickly waves goodbye before he leaves, leaving you alone in this huge space. Your first thought is to grab the aux chord and play some of your favourite songs. Making sure the shop is really empty, you blast a tune and start dancing along, mouthing the lyrics and making that counter the stage for your performance.

Little do you know that Changgu’s shop has security cameras and he checks the recordings every night. But for now, you’re just having fun :”)

When you get tired of that, you decide to return to your studies. As the minutes go by, you realize that Changgu’s errand is taking a heck of a long time. Minutes turn to hours and soon it’s dark but you’re still there.

Worried, you give Changgu a call.

“[y/n], I’m so sorry, it’s taking longer than expected, but we’re wrapping up! I think I’ll be there in thirty minutes, an hour at the latest. Are you okay, is everything alright?”

“Yeah yeah, all is good here! Empty just like you said!”

“Okay, good. Take care okay? See you soon!”

After you hang up, you stretch before returning to your studies. You’re not even able to study for that long, though, because you find yourself falling asleep.

When Changgu returns and notices you fast asleep through the shop window, he quietly opens the door, being sure to change the ‘open’ sign on the door to ‘closed’ so that no one will come and risk waking you.

He carefully removes his jacket and places it around your shoulders.

“I’m sorry it took me so long, [y/n],” he says, softly patting your arm.

He spends a few minutes worrying over whether or not he should wake you, because the position you’re in looks so uncomfortable, but he decides not to. Instead, he lets you rest. While you sleep, he quietly cleans up the shop.

Even after he’s done cleaning, you’re still asleep. He pulls over a chair and watches over you, not daring to leave you or wake you up.

[END OF PART 3. PART 4]

CHRYSANTHEMUM

[a/n] you received a strawberry!

hey, Jinho! i’ll come help ;] it’s in our program hq room, right?

yes, thank u so much!

With that, you get up, say goodbye to Hui, and calmly make your way to your program hq. Most other programs have whole buildings for their students, but your program being small, your ‘space’ is limited to just one room. Personally though, you think it’s super cosy.

As soon as you swing open the door, you hear Jinho’s voice calling your name.

“Thank you for coming to help!” he says, tying up a balloon.

“What event is this?”

“It’s actually the president of our program’s birthday. Everyone forgot and I was the only person who was free...” Jinho explains before blowing up another balloon.

“They forgot? How does one just forget?”

“I don’t know,” Jinho agrees, shaking his head.

“I’ll blow up the balloons, can you start hanging these decorations?” Jinho asks you, handing you the items. His hand brushes against yours and he shyly apologizes.

“So is his birthday today? When will he be coming?”

“Oh, actually it’s tomorrow! I just want to have things set up now, because he’ll probably be here tomorrow super early.”

“That’s so sweet of you, Jinho. You’re so thoughtful,” you say, struggling to hang something up.

“Is that too high up? Let me try,” Jinho says. He tries to reach, but also falls short.

“Sometimes I just forget about my height and think I can do anything,” Jinho admits, laughing to himself while pulling up a stool.

“I understand,” you say, stepping up to hang the decoration.

As if only having just one room for your program wasn’t bad enough, this room just had to have a broken heating/cooling system, too. Suddenly, the cooling system turns on and you’re met with a blast of cold air. The wall where you’re meant to be hanging decorations is surrounded by vents.

Jinho notices you shivering and immediately takes off his cardigan and wraps it around your shoulders. Jinho often wears cardigans, so you’ve always thought that they’re very precious to him.

“Jinho, are you sure I can wear this?” you ask.

He nods. “Of course! Cardigans are for wearing.”

“I know, but.... aren’t your cardigans special to you?”

“It’s just a piece of clothing, [y/n], don’t worry. You’re way more important than any old cardigan,” he says.

Jinho smiles as he tapes the balloons to the walls, his strawberry blonde hair glimmering under the flourescent lights.

“Isn’t it quiet in here? Should we put on some music?” Jinho asks.

“Yeah, you should play something!”

Jinho puts on a song that makes you feel like you’re in a Disney movie. When he sings along, you almost fall off your stool. You had no idea that this tiny man was harnessing such a lovely voice. When you turn to watch him, you find him singing effortlessly while continuing to hang things up.

“Jinho... your voice... is amazing,” is all that you can manage to say.

“Thank you,” he says, blushing and smiling cutely. Jinho just always makes you want to hug him and give him a thousand kisses. Uh, kisses?!

After the decorations are all finally set up, Jinho asks if he can walk home with you.

“Sure! Your house is kind of on the way to mine, but closer to campus of course!” you say.

Throughout the walk, you and Jinho both talk about some of your favourite songs. Jinho listens so intently to you and adds your songs to his playlist in the middle of your walk.

“I have to listen to them,” he says. “Because they’re your favourites!”

After you part ways, he watches over you from his front door until he can’t see you anymore to make sure you’re safe.

Once you finally arrive home, Hyunggu greets you from the kitchen.

“Is that a new cardigan?” he asks. “I’ve never seen you wear that before!”

Oh shoot. I forgot to give back Jinho’s cardigan!

Jinho, i’m so sorry to bother u but i forgot to give back ur cardigan!

it’s okay, just keep it :)

huh?!?!

shhh, it’s yours now

cmon this looks so much better on u

nope. it actually looked better on u,,, and if u like me wearing cardigans that much, then i’ll just keep wearing the other ones i have ;]

goodnight, [y/n]. sleep well <3

You clear your wardrobe and save a special place for Jinho’s cardigan. Seeing it there in your own room reminds you so much of him and how the cardigans he wears, especially the longer ones, always go past his knees.

Cute, you think to yourself.

[END OF PART 3. PART 4]

AZALEA

[a/n] oh no, you lost a banana!

“I’m really sorry Hongseok, but I’ve got to home,” you say, thinking of all your untouched assignments.

Hongseok pouts, looking down at his lap. Then he looks up, trying to smile.

“That’s okay! Thank you for being here with me still,” he says, squeezing your hand.

Once you leave the hospital, you remember than Jinho and Changgu had also asked for your help. Texting them back, you get responses from both of them saying that they still need your help.

Who do you help?

[Jinho, skip UP to CHRYSANTHEMUM] [Changgu, skip UP to ORCHID]

[neither, keep reading]

Deciding it’s too late for you to do anything, you head on your way home... until you run into Shinwon.

“Hey, friend! Where are you going?” he asks you.

“Home, what about you?”

“I have a shift at the library again,” he says, sighing.

“Again? Why do you work so much?”

“Probably because you only work once a week,” Shinwon says, sticking his tongue out at you. “Anyways, do you wanna come with me? You can get some studying done!”

You consider it, then decide to agree, knowing that you probably won’t get anything done at home anyway.

At the library, you sit at a table, doing your work while Shinwon organizes the shelves next to you. He makes sure not to bother you, knowing that you’re trying to focus.

It’s only when this man somehow manages to tip over the whole shelf that he ‘bothers’ you.

“[Y/N]!” he yells, immediately running towards you to push you away from the falling bookshelf.

You fall off your chair and Shinwon falls beside you, but thankfully neither of you get hurt.

“Are you okay?” you both ask each other at the same time. The shared question leads you both into a chaotic giggling session.

“Shinwon, how in the world will you clean this up?” you ask him, getting up and also helping your friend up.

“Shhh, don’t worry about it. That’s my job. Your job right now is to study.”

No matter how much you offer to help him, Shinwon just won’t listen. He carefully moves the shelf back in the place and rearranges the books again while you study. Then, he moves to other parts of the library and you don’t see him again.

He’s gone for so long that you’re actually able to focus, but then get sleepy from reading so many words on the pages. You doze off, giving in to the sweet embrace of sleep.

When you wake up a few minutes later, you find your favourite vending machine drink sitting in front of you. Someone has written something in your notebook, too: you’re asleep because you’ve worked hard, not because you’re lazy, right? good job today and thank you for surviving the bookshelf horror with me, bestie

Seeing Shinwon call you ‘bestie’ makes you chuckle.

[END OF PART 3. PART 4]

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letusmeetagain · 3 years

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First i wanna say i really like all your analysis and theories because you put so much effort into them and im really gratful we have someone like you who like i said again have wonderful theories that make so much sense so please i have a question for you regarding a certain well...very dragged topic so if you wouldnt like to awswer i will totally understand it just i wanted to hear YOUR opinion because i really do appreciate your analysis of snk anyway my question is regarding erehisu...not i dislike it but its just im so tired can isayama make em or eh canon already so this clownery end...BUT i really do believe eremika will be the endgame because of all the proof that we have in the manga but people tend to make it as if its a crack ship ugh...what do you think hisu's final role will be? What do you think eren awswered her? Though i dont believe hisu's question meant any romantic undertones what do you make out of her question to eren?

Hi anon!!

Thank you for your kind words T.T

Well... the question focuses on my opinion on which ship has more chances to become canon, right?

I’ve spent some time thinking about my answer to this question, how I could go direct to the point while giving enough arguments to defend my opinion. Prepare yourself because I couldn’t and this will be very long. Sorry...

1. Eren’s characterization + romance

First of all, there is a very important point about Eren that shipers (even me sometimes) forget. A friend that loves and understand Eren the most pointed this many times when I was starting to forget about it... I dare to say that nobody surpasses her understanding of his characterization.

Eren isn’t a romantic person. We all have to keep in mind that his priorities aren’t the priorities a normal person would have. He is like Rick from Casablanca. There’s the duty and then dreams and then, maybe, romantic love (If we take for granted that he knows what it is). Erwin loved Marie but he had a priority. (There’s me finding more similarities between Erwin and Eren). Eren’s current development is more about his mission than a romantic one. Although he plays with romance, he does it while being blatantly blind about it.

Eren got caught in the middle of his normal development from a child that gets annoyed by romance and has some kind of allergy against cheesy moments (for ex. in ch. 3 with Franz and Hannah) to a teenager that blooms to feel romantic love as something important and unavoidable. It’s normal for kids. But Eren hasn’t a normal life. There was always something more important than learning how to love, be loved and express it openly. It’s not that he isn’t able to love, more likely the opposite. He knows how to love and he has his own ways to do it... but the way the world is restricted his possibilities to live a different life. Even in the way EMA never got to communicate properly most of the times. Communication runs sometimes as a question, a statement and no back question (for ex. ch. 3). Eren asked about Mikasa’s reasons to follow him, about Armin’s reasons, where he threw that line about his death being meaningless. Nobody said anything, neither Mikasa nor Eren reacted stating the opposite. They usually don’t have the time nor oportunity to talk or even think about essential topics as feelings of love or labeling their feelings.

Given Eren’s lack of experience and maturity that we could see until Marley arc. Is it even possible that he developed a carnal relationship with Historia before going to Marley? No. No, because it would contradict somehow his characterization. Eren is depicted exactly as someone that took this decision because he lost every single deep bond that would have stopped him. This lack of understanding brought him to this point. The lack of value he places on life and a comfortable life with friends and family.

2. The baby

The whole baby plot point is from my perspective just about the curse and a new generation (maybe) free from being SoY but just normal human beings.

Historia choosing this way was also the safest way to oppose her destiny... strategically speaking. She could trick everyone without being called openly a traitor. So I’m agree with you. Her question wasn’t romantic.

3. The father and his meaning

The father is, as I pointed out once in my Twitter acc., the farmer. My reasons are that there is a meaning behind his existence. He was a boy that dared Historia to break the rules and stop being submissive. He is aligned with Historia’s current role as someone who stopped being the good girl that follows stupid and detrimental rules in disregard of her own life. He is also a man that decided to redeem himself by helping her with the orphanage without trying to get her attention at all. Being a normal person who enjoys a normal life and also redemption. I’m not saying necessarily that it’s about love, but he isn’t just a nobody. He holds a deep, positive meaning for the story. Isayama pairs usually a sinner and an “innocent”: Annie and Armin, Eren and Mikasa, Erwin and Levi, Ymir and Krista, Historia and the Farmer. Eren and Historia are the current sinners on the matter that both chose the rumbling... let’s say.

Why this kind of pairing? Because one has to contribute to the improvement of the other. Two sinners (with the same crime and perspective) can’t help each other. It’s opposition what will bring them to overcome their weaknesses.

4. Development of the couples

That being said, Eren and Mikasa as pair are in the focus. Isayama went through 10 years of development of most of the pairs to build up a support for EreMika. He build parallels with YumiHisu and Falbi and gave us hints to understand EM better. The vow he made to her was probably one of those moments when he started to be romantic without noticing.

5. Eren and Historia: their moments

EH interactions are, conversely, of other nature. Both feel related about the point of carrying a big burden. While Eren has to save humanity fighting, Historia has the role of a founder who has to assure humanity’s survival by having children and keeping the royal family alive. Both want to be free from that burden and end up being “partners in crime” by betraying everyone. I’m missing the romantic interactions to be very honest. It’s because Eren is so self-focused that he anchors here when someone who is alone and having the same problems and feelings appears. But... where did the fandom start to see something between them?

Two moments. The moment when he said “she is admirable” and the moment when he insisted to spare her life. That obsession that is so tricky to even be explained.

The first one made a difference between how Eren acknowledges Historia’s attributes and disregards Mikasa’s. The fandom uses this to point out that Eren likes Historia more. Well, no. His relationship towards Mikasa was characterized by jealousy. He won’t admit anything.

Regarding his “obsession” to save her... this started when he knew the existence of Eren Krüger, his thoughts and the whole story about Dina. It wasn’t before that. We must also admit that Historia’s safety was related to more characters than just Eren. Since the very beginning, her safety was conveniently displayed by Frieda, Ymir and Reiner, what makes me believe that her destiny was to give birth to this baby (aka. plot armor). Her role is to avoid becoming a titan by her own choice, that’s her arc. With Krüger we also knew the importance of a royal: they can give birth to more convenient instruments for war. Knowing that he was devoted to the mission, I believe that Eren is being influenced by him (I want to highlight the word “influenced” as something different to manipulated). So this is all related to the mission and the final outcome about Ymir, the curse, the power and the baby. Eren partly wants to grant her the chance to choose, but he also pushes her to do so based on part of her desires because of the mission as he did with Grisha.

Add here the fact that Historia was prepared to sacrifice his life at the cave if it was needed. That shows her priorities.

A lot of EH shippers claim that she saved him. Regarding her role as savior, I’m more objective and skeptical. She spared his life, but emotionally speaking, she didn’t really save him. The proof is that he was still low, thinking that he was a nobody. Carla’s words were the message with enough impact to relieve him and make him open himself to Armin and Mikasa and tell them about his sorrows. This shows the difference on the impact on him when it comes to Historia and when it comes to Carla... this happens again in ch. 131. He thinks about his mother instead of Historia who was the one reproving his plan. To me, Historia is his friend and inspired him to fight just for his sake against the system and rebel those who are over him and oppressing him. But his soft side is related to Carla, Armin and Mikasa: his family and those, who appreciate his life over his fate and urge of freedom and to be acknowledged.

Bonus: when Eren told Historia that she saved him was more like “You chose this path once and I’m sorry. I’ll be starting the rumbling and you contributed”. Historia’s face to that looks like this: “Oh no...I fucked up”. It doesn’t look like “Oh no... I don’t regret saving you because I love you and I can’t live without you”. On the contrary, that’s when she realizes that she was part of this since the beginning and that by saving him, she chose to let the rumbling happen once in the past. Then she goes along with the plan for her own reasons and because she hasn’t better options to choose either.

Summary:

Eren didn’t develop as a romantic person yet nor prioritized romantic love over his mission. It goes against a previous explicit development of EH before the trip to Marley. The farmer has a positive meaning as the father. EM is more developed and shows romantic undertones and common tropes. EH hasn’t romantic undertones and it’s more related to the mission to save the eldians.

So... that was it. Sorry again for the length and thank you for the ask!

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css1992 · 4 years

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Damn, love your starker content. If you're looking for a prompt or something, I have one I think would be great for this pairing: TeenAU starker where Peter has braces and wants to give Tony a blowjob, even tho he's never done it before. Cue braces getting stuck followed by an embarrassing hospital trip or getting caught by someone. Tx for top tier starker.

First of all, I’m so sorry this took so long, I was having that worst writer’s block, I hope you can forgive me and I hope you’re still out there to read this! T.T Second of all, thank you so much for your kind words, sweetie, you’re too nice

High school AU, explicit, 18+

Word count: 5.7k

Summary: And even though he knew how he felt in his heart, he wasn’t quite ready to say it out loud, wasn’t ready to put it in so many words. He worried it was too soon, maybe Tony would freak out and leave, but still, he wanted to take a step further in their relationship, he wanted to show Tony how much he appreciated him. So he came up with a plan and it involved, well, his mouth. But he’d hesitated for too long and now he had freaking braces and he couldn’t help feeling a little insecure about them.

Warnings: mentions of bullying, mild violence (not explicit), anal fingering, oral sex, brief mention of blood. If you find anything triggering, please let me know!

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“Come on, babe, there’s no way I’m not gonna like it, you’re beautiful, you couldn’t look bad if you tried.” Tony tried to pry Peter’s hands away from his mouth, but the younger teen held them tighter against his face, shaking his head firmly. “Please, for me? Just let me see it, you can’t hide forever, right? Get it over with.” Peter frowned, but then sighed, thinking to himself that Tony was right, there was no way he could hide it much longer anyway. Better rip that band-aid off. He took a deep breath, let his arms fall to his sides and smiled tentatively at his boyfriend. Tony held his face in his hands, thumbs stroking his cheekbones softly as he admired the metal wires and brackets on Peter’s teeth and that must have been the most embarrassing moment of his life. “You look so cute right now, you know that, right? I could eat you right up.”

“You mean it?” Peter whispered quietly, afraid that Tony would notice that he sounded funny, too, not yet used to how the braces sat against the roof of his mouth.

“Of course, munchkin.” He pulled Peter close and placed a sweet, warm kiss on his lips and it made the butterflies in his stomach go wild, but it quieted his nervous heart. He pulled away and smiled a little wider, if Tony said it was cute, then maybe –

“What’s wrong with your face, Penis? Looks like you had a fight with a cheese grater and lost.” Of course Flash wouldn’t leave it alone, Peter should have known. He closed his lips tightly and shrank against his locker, dropping his gaze to the floor, only to hear and feel Tony moving away from him and towards Flash.

“Wanna say that again, you little fucker? Come on, I fucking dare you, I’m gonna show you what’s wrong with your face, I’ll break your fucking teeth and no braces will be able to fix your ugly mug ever again, you fucking piece of shit.“ The boy kept pushing at Flash’s chest until he was cowering against the opposite wall and Peter jumped into action, pulling Tony’s arm just as other students started gathering around them in the hall, curious to see what the commotion was all about. Tony had already been suspended for punching Flash in the face not three weeks earlier, Peter couldn’t let him get in trouble again, he knew Tony’s father was… a complicated man.

“Tony, it’s ok, it’s fine, come on, leave it alone.” After a lot of pulling, he was finally able to get his boyfriend off Flash’s face. He didn’t waste any time and scurried away, yelling something over his shoulder that Peter couldn’t quite make out. Tony was fuming, face red, hands closed into fists. The younger teen peppered small kisses on his cheeks and lips to try and calm him down some, and finally the boy seemed to come back to himself. “It’s ok, I’m ok.”

“It’s really not, Pete, that asshole can’t talk to you like that, I swear to God, I’m gonna –“

“Forget about him, come on, he’s gone.” He stole a quick kiss from the older boy, who sighed heavily, burying his hands in Peter’s curls to pull him closer, deepening the kiss.

Peter still shivered and blushed at Tony’s eagerness and boldness. It was all pretty new to him, he’d never had a boyfriend before, just a few short flings. Tony, on the other hand, was – to put it mildly – very experienced. He’d dated pretty much all of the cheerleaders and a few guys on the football team. It was weird for Peter, kissing him in the halls, having Tony walk him to and from classes, sitting at the “cool table” in the cafeteria, having people that he’d never met in his whole entire life gossiping about him.

Peter had heard so many stories about Tony before they got together that when he asked him out, almost four months earlier, he was sure it had to be a prank. There was just no way the Tony Stark could actually be interested in him, so, naturally, he said no. The older boy had looked so confused and shocked as he took a few steps away from Peter, all that famous confidence and cockiness completely gone.

“Oh,” he whispered, sticking his hands in his pockets, looking around the empty classroom he’d pulled Peter into. “I just – I mean, are you seeing someone else?”

“What?” Peter blushed, heart racing and palms sweating. He was so nervous, Tony was known for being a bit of a hothead, he always got into trouble for losing his shit and starting fights, Peter wasn’t sure if maybe he’d get angry because his prank didn’t work. “It’s not – I’m not seeing anyone, I just – I’m –” He stammered, not fully able to complete his sentences. To his surprise, the older boy didn’t get angry, he just ran a hand through his thick, dark hair and smiled in defeat.

“Is it because I got suspended last week? I swear, it wasn’t my fault, that asshole was bullying my friend. Bruce! You know him, right? He’s in the Decathlon team with you, ask him!” His eyes were wide, like maybe he’d found the reason why Peter said no, but then he quickly deflated. “Unless you just don’t wanna go out with me, which is fine, I mean, you don’t have to like me, I just thought – well, doesn’t matter.”

“Look, I know this is a prank.” Peter frowned, and Tony’s eyebrows shot into his hairline.

“Excuse me?” The older boy looked at him like he’d grown a second head, and Peter thought maybe he’d pissed him off for good. “What, you think I’m some mean girl in a teen movie or something?”

“I just – why would you even ask me out, honestly? You don’t even know me and you’re always making fun of the Decathlon team and the school band – both of which I’m a part of, in case you don’t know.” Peter had noticed Tony was always at the Decathlon competitions and band practice, and he was always laughing and whispering with his friends, and Peter could swear that he sometimes caught him looking directly at him before whispering something to James Rhodes.

“Ok, first of all, I don’t make fun of the team or the band, I just make fun of Bruce, but that’s because he’s my best friend and we like to mess with each other, I didn’t mean to upset you, I’m sorry. And yeah, I don’t really know you, but I’d like to, that’s exactly why I’m asking you out. You’re smart, talented, and it doesn’t hurt that you’re easy on the eyes, to be honest.” He stuck his hands in his pockets and shrugged his shoulders. Peter felt his face burning and dropped his gaze to the floor. “There’s no evil plan, I just think you’re cute, is all.”

“How do I know you’re telling the truth? That you’re not messing with me?” He whispered, looking at him from under his eyelashes and, again, the older teen just shrugged.

“I guess you’ll just have to trust me, shortcake.”

And Peter did. For whatever stupid reason, he did. He didn’t really know Tony, just knew about him – knew that he was a certified genius, but also a troublemaker. He knew he was filthy rich, but he didn’t hang out with other rich kids, like Flash and Osborn, he was best friends with Rhodes, Pepper and Bruce, who, like Peter, didn’t come from money. He knew he was really popular and he dated around a lot, but he wasn’t an asshole about it – not that Peter knew, at least. He didn’t kiss and tell, he never slut-shamed anyone or leaked nudes of his exes, which was more than Peter could say about most guys in school.

So he gave it a shot, said yes and they went out for burgers. Tony was nice, funny and smart – but he was also sarcastic, short-tempered and a little arrogant. Peter wasn’t really sure how he felt about him after the date was over, but when he went to bed that night, he couldn’t stop thinking about him, about his lips – couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss he’d dodged in his car when he dropped him home. Still, the older boy had smiled and kissed his cheek instead.

The next day, Peter was standing by his locker in between classes, talking to Ned and MJ about the movie marathon they were planning for the weekend, when he noticed the older boy approaching. Peter wasn’t sure if Tony would talk to him in front of the whole school, he had a reputation to keep and Peter was kind of a nerd, but not only did he talk to him, he also kissed his cheek as he greeted him, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Hey, I’m Tony,” he introduced himself to a very flustered Ned and an unimpressed and suspicious-looking MJ. The former just waved dumbly and made a weird sound at the back of his throat and the latter just nodded at him, acknowledging his presence. Tony didn’t seem to mind the weird interaction, just turned back to Peter and smiled. “Wanna grab lunch together today?”

And that was probably the very moment Peter started falling for him. Slowly, but surely. He insisted on carrying his books, walking him to class, sitting with him at lunch, he even drove him home most days, even though his house was nowhere near Queens. He was a bit of a hothead, yes, and he sure as hell was trouble – and May could smell it from a mile away when Peter introduced him – but he was also the kindest, sweetest, most amazing person Peter had ever met and he wished Tony would let other people see that.

Peter loved him. At least he thought he did, he’d never been in love before, but he missed Tony like crazy whenever they were apart for more than five seconds; he cared if he ate properly and regularly; he worried about his health and safety all the time; he always thought about him whenever he watched rom-coms with May on movie nights; his heart fluttered whenever he was around and, more importantly, he just wanted to be with him, take care of him. All the time. If that wasn’t love, what else could it be?

And even though he knew how he felt in his heart, he wasn’t quite ready to say it out loud, wasn’t ready to put it in so many words. He worried it was too soon, maybe Tony would freak out and leave, but still, he wanted to take a step further in their relationship, he wanted to show Tony how much he appreciated him. So he came up with a plan and it involved, well, his mouth. But he’d hesitated for too long and now he had freaking braces and he couldn’t help feeling a little insecure about them.

But then Tony looked at him with those beautiful, soft brown eyes, smiled at him and stroked his cheek with such devotion, and all his insecurities melted away and he just wanted Tony to know how much he loved him.

“Hey, about this Friday,” he started, pulling away from the kiss. He was still self-conscious about how he sounded because of the braces, but Tony didn’t seem to notice anything different, at least he didn’t mention it.

“What about it, short stuff?” He smiled sweetly, wrapping his arms around Peter’s waist, pulling him closer. He placed small kisses on his jaw and chin and the younger teen giggled, pushing him away without any force. Peter always refrained from pointing out that Tony was only a few inches taller than him – the older teen seemed so happy he found someone shorter than him to mess with, Peter let him have his fun.

“So, you know how my aunt is dating this guy from work?” Tony frowned, a little confused, but Peter just kept looking at him expectantly.

“Yeah?”

“She told me yesterday that she’s going to spend the night at his place on Friday.” He tried to give his boyfriend a sexy smile, but then remembered that the braces would probably make it look silly, so he closed his lips quickly. Still, Tony looked very excited and interested when he realized what Peter meant.

“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow, a lopsided grin of his own taking over his face.

“Yeah, so I thought – maybe we could order some pizza and you could, uhm, spend the night?” He dropped his gaze to somewhere around Tony’s chest, brushing off imaginary dust from his shirt, as his face grew hot, when he felt the older teen’s finger under his chin, forcing him to look up at him.

“Pete… Are you sure?” He asked him firmly, serious, looking for a truthful answer, and Peter nodded.

“Just – uh, I’m not sure if I’m ready to go… all the way,” he whispered quietly, “but like – you know.” He blushed bright red, but Tony didn’t let him avert his gaze. He smiled and placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

“It’s okay, we don’t have to do anything. I’m actually a great cuddler, did you know that?”

“Silly.” Peter laughed, slapping him on the chest, feeling a little less nervous. “So, is that a yes?”

“That’s a hell yes, baby face.”

For the rest of the week, Peter couldn’t think of anything else. MJ stopped listening to him by Wednesday and just rolled her eyes whenever Peter mentioned anything Friday-related, but Ned was just as invested on the date as Peter was. He helped him pick an outfit, the perfect movie and even the pizza place they’d order from. He went as far as to send him articles about how to give good blowjobs and handjobs and Peter had to draw the line there – although he did read the articles and made some research of his own.

So on Friday, Peter waved May off, promised to be good – which she didn’t believe much – and hurried to make sure everything was perfect. His bed was made, his sheets were freshly clean and smelled like fabric softener, and there were so many pillows on the couch he wasn’t sure where they were supposed to sit, but oh, well.

He dressed casual, but Ned said he looked hot when he tried the outfit on earlier that week. He hoped he did. He wore gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt that was a little tight over his chest – he didn’t have a broad, strong chest, but it looked ok. He fluffed his hair – Tony loved his curls – and tried not to give a lot of thought to the braces in his mouth, he still wasn’t comfortable with how he looked with them, but Tony always made sure to let him know he thought he still looked beautiful, so. There was that.

So when the bell rang, he took a deep breath, gave himself a little pep talk and opened the door. Tony was leaning against the doorway, looking sinfully sexy in black, ripped jeans and a leather jacket. He smiled at Peter and pulled him in for a kiss, and if the younger teen was already breathless just from looking at his boyfriend, that kiss almost sent him over.

“Hey, peanut. You look gorgeous.” He gave him a once over, as he put some distance between them, and Peter blushed slightly, slapping his chest.

“Come on in.” He opened the door further and Tony stepped inside, quickly getting rid of his jacket and shoes, probably remembering that last time he was there aunt May almost bit his head off when he tried to walk into her living room in his combat boots.

“So, your aunt isn’t home?” He wondered out loud, taking a look around the apartment as if expecting aunt May to just jump from behind the furniture or something. It was funny, Tony was always on edge when she was around, trying to be a good boy, but she saw right through him.

“No, don’t worry, the coast is clear.” The younger teen smiled, sitting on the couch. The older boy quickly followed with a wicked grin, sitting close beside him, placing an arm around his shoulders. Peter chewed his lips and turned on the TV, feeling his heart race in anticipation. “Do you want to pick the movie?”

“No, I’m fine with whatever you wanna watch.” Tony kissed the ball of his shoulder, slowly peppering kisses along his collarbone. Peter’s breath hitched and he knew the blush was surely going all the all way from his cheeks down to his chest.

“Uhm, are you hungry yet? I thought we could order some pizza.” He turned slightly to the side, noticing that Tony didn’t seem very interested in anything else besides ravishing the skin of his neck. “Tony,” he sighed.

“Is this okay?” He whispered, moving away a little to look Peter in the eye. The younger teen turned to look back at him, nodding slowly.

Tony smiled and closed the distance between them, pulling him by the neck to kiss him deeply, slowly. Time stopped right then and there, the room was silent, the sound of their lips moving together the only thing he could hear, the burning touch of Tony’s hands on his skin the only thing he could feel.

Funny thing was, no matter how nervous he’d been up until that moment, the second their lips touched, he felt safe, wanted, loved. He knew Tony wouldn’t do anything he wasn’t comfortable with, so he let himself go, melting into his arms like like it was the safest place in the world.

He felt the older teen wrap his arms around his waist, pulling him softly, and gave in, climbing into his lap to straddle his thighs. Tony grunted when he felt Peter’s ass press down onto his jeans-clad erection and bucked his hips up, hands sliding from his waist to his lower back to pull him even closer. Peter’s heated skin shivered as their chests touched and Tony bit his lower lip, before pulling him into a messy, wet kiss. The younger boy rocked his hips eagerly, whimpering against Tony’s bitten lips as he felt his own rock-hard cock rubbing against the older teen’s taut stomach, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

Tony’s fingers ventured under his shirt, short nails scratching across the skin of his arched back, before lifting it slowly, as if asking for permission. It wouldn’t be a first, they hadn’t done much, but they’d had a few heavy make out sessions that usually ended with both of them shirtless – but not much more than that. Peter just raised his arms and let Tony take his shirt off, baring his chest, then went right back to kissing his neck, as the older teen moaned and rutted against his ass, his cock was so hard Peter could swear he could feel it pressing against his hole, begging for entrance, even through the many layers of clothing.

“Are you doing okay there, Pete?” Tony breathed into his mouth and the other boy shivered and nodded quickly, biting Tony’s chin and burying his fingers in his hair. The older teen’s teeth and tongue slowly made their way down his throat and towards his collarbone as Peter threw his head back, closing his eyes to concentrate on the feeling of his fingers squeezing the soft flesh where his hips met his ass. “I wanna try something. You trust me?” He placed soft kisses on his chest, then his tongue found one of Peter’s perked-up, sensitive nipples and he gasped, nodding frantically. “Good.”

His hands slid lower to Peter’s ass and he squeezed roughly, kneading his cheeks as he mouthed at his nipples, alternating sloppy, wet kisses with sharp, gentle nibbles, which drove the younger teen mad with want and turned the small nubs an angry red. It almost distracted him from the fact the Tony’s hands were now making their way down the back of his pants and underwear, skin to skin, the rough pads of Tony’s fingers scratching his soft flesh.

Okay, that’s new, Peter thought, and he liked it. He closed his eyes and bit his lower lip, as Tony sucked bruises on his collarbones, his fingers slowly making their way to Peter’s crack, until one of them pressed directly against his rim, touching it, but nothing else, and his breath hitched. He pulled away a little, looking down at the other teen’s face.

“Tony, I’m – I don’t think I’m –“

“Don’t worry, it’s okay, I know you’re not ready. I just wanna make you feel good, ok? Promise.” He kissed Peter’s chin softly, which made the younger boy sigh, eyes fluttering closed, as he nodded his head. “Let me know if you want me to stop, ok? Anytime you need to stop, just say the word.” Tony whispered against his pulse point and, again, Peter nodded, and then he felt the finger pressed against his hole start to move slowly, just rubbing circles against the puckered skin and Peter was so confused, because it felt fucking amazing. And dirty. And wrong. And right.

He felt Tony moving underneath him and he knew he wasn’t just rutting against him – which he was, too. He saw him take something out of his back pocket with his other hand, then the pressure against his hole disappeared, and Peter whined loudly in complaint, then blushed furiously in embarrassment. Tony smirked at him, licking his lips.

“Patience, padawan.” He placed a kiss on his chin, then Peter heard him uncap something and when he looked down, he noticed Tony was holding a tube of lube. His fingers tightened on Tony’s shoulders and the older teen looked up at him. “Hey, what did I say? Do you want to stop?” Peter shook his head quickly, holding Tony’s face in his hands.

“I trust you,” he whispered, leaning in to kiss him, and as soon as their mouths made contact, he relaxed again.

Tony held him close, deepening the kiss, and for a few minutes, that’s all they did. Peter rutted slowly against Tony’s stomach and the older teen rolled his hips in time with him, as they kissed and kissed like time meant nothing – and it didn’t. It really didn’t.

At some point, he felt the other teen’s hands sliding again down the back of his pants, he could feel his fingers were wet and colder than a few minutes earlier and he braced himself for what he knew was about to come. At first, Tony just rested a digit against his hole, rubbing it gently, not applying any pressure, and once the younger teen relaxed completely, muscles going lax, he felt one finger try to breach him.

“Umf, Tony,” he whimpered, and he wasn’t sure what he wanted to say, why he was calling his name, he just wanted to say it. The older teen shushed him, warm, wet lips pulled his earlobe into his mouth, nibbling lightly as his finger sunk in deeper and deeper into Peter. “Oh, fuck.”

Peter had fingered himself before, but it was so fucking different from having someone else – Tony – do it to him. It felt so dirty and intimate, like Tony had all this power over him, like there was nowhere he couldn’t touch, nothing he couldn’t do, like Peter’s body belonged to him. It felt exhilarating and scary and fucking awesome and hot – so fucking hot.

Peter gasped when Tony’s finger was completely sheathed and curled inside him. It burned a little and he felt impossibly stretched, but so good at the same time, a delicious kind of pain irradiated from his lower back all the way up to the back of his neck, where his hair stood on end. He closed his eyes and pushed his hips back against Tony’s hand, silently begging for him to move. The older teen didn’t waste any time, as his finger slid out slowly, then slid back inside a little quicker and surer than before, sending shivers down Peter’s spine.

The boy started rolling his hips in time with Tony’s movements, literally fucking himself on his finger, making sure to rub his leaking cock against the older teen’s stomach and his ass on Tony’s impossibly hard cock, until he felt his finger touching someplace in him that sent him to heaven and back in a matter of seconds.

“Oh, fuck, Tony, fuck.” He wrapped his arms around the older teen’s neck and clung to him like a drowning man, soft moans and whines leaving his lips unsolicited as the finger moved and moved and pushed against that bundle of nerves so deliciously, and Peter’s cock was so hard and pressed so tight against Tony’s abs and Peter really wanted to hold out, he needed to, didn’t want it to be over so soon, but fuck –

He came with a cry, nails leaving angry red marks on Tony’s neck as the older teen pulled him into a rough, hungry kiss, biting his lips and licking his mouth like the world was about to end. Peter let him, let him take control of his body and ownership of his mouth as he rode out the waves of his orgasm, thinking that there was no way he could ever feel so good ever again in his whole entire life.

He sagged against Tony’s body when he was done, completely spent, and felt him wrapping his arms around him tightly, like Peter was gonna fly away – and maybe he would, who knew – as he peppered small kisses down the side of his face and slowly withdrew his finger, leaving the younger teen painfully empty.

“Tonight was supposed to be all about you, I had a plan,” Peter mumbled after a few silent minutes, pulling away a few inches to look into Tony’s glinting eyes. The older boy grinned, holding his face in one hand to pull him into a kiss.

“Well, I had plans of my own. I guess great minds think alike.” He butted his nose against Peter’s lovingly and the younger teen smiled.

“I guess,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss Tony again. A little roll of his hips revealed that Tony was still rock-hard and Peter took a deep breath, before pulling away, getting off his lap. Before the older teen could ask what he was doing, he was on his knees, between his spread legs, and Tony reached out to hold him by the shoulders.

“Hey, hey, hey – you don’t – you know you don’t –“

“I know.” Peter smiled again, unbuttoning his jeans carefully. He tried to remain calm so his fingers wouldn’t shake so much and Tony wouldn’t notice how nervous he was.

“Pete,” he tried, but before any more words could leave his lips, his hard cock sprung free from his jeans, which caught Peter by surprise. First, because he didn’t expect Tony not to be wearing any underwear; and second, because – fuck – he knew Tony would be big, he’d cupped him through his jeans many times before, but still – “Fuck.”

Peter took a deep breath, trying to remember everything he’d read online over the week. He closed his eyes and placed tentative kisses on the tip of his cock and down his shaft, and he heard Tony cuss under his breath, melting into the couch. It made Peter a little more confident, so he took the tip into his mouth, surprised when he felt his cock growing even bigger and heavier against his tongue, as Tony moaned loudly, hands gripping the pillows around him.

Peter hollowed his cheeks and started sucking, trying to take a little bit more of his cock into his mouth, slowly. When he was reading about blowjobs, he was afraid he wouldn’t like it, or that maybe he would gag in the middle of it, but it was actually making him hard again, seeing and feeling how turned on Tony was by his mouth on him.

He placed a hand on his heavy, tight balls, fondling them carefully, as he tried to take more of his cock into his mouth. He could almost feel the tip reaching the back of his throat, but before it did, he started pulling back, which it was enough to make Tony moan and thrash underneath him. He smiled, lips stretched wide around the other teen’s thick cock, then decided to try and take him in a little further. It was all going perfectly fine when suddenly he felt like he couldn’t keep going, like something had stuck –

“Aw, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Peter was so shocked by the sheer desperation in Tony’s voice that he immediately tried to pull away, but Tony’s hands flew to his head, holding him in place. “No, no, no, no, no! Fuck, Pete, it’s – ah, fuck, God, it fucking –“ that was when Peter realized what was happening.

“Umf,” he was mortified, he could feel tears burning behind his eyelids as he shut his eyes tightly, not sure what to do once he realized Tony’s foreskin was stuck in his braces and it must hurt like a motherfucker, because Tony had gone soft almost immediately, as he panted and gasped for air, hands holding Peter’s head firmly in place, terrified that he’d try to move away.

“Hold on, hold on – lemme just –” he could barely finish his sentences, completely out of breath, and Peter’s face was wet with tears at that point, and he was also a little breathless. He felt Tony’s fingers in his mouth, trying the free himself carefully, but Peter could taste blood on his tongue and fuck if it wasn’t the worst night of his whole entire life. “Ah! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Finally, he felt Tony pushing his head away as he fell sideways to the couch, both hands covering his dick as he buried his face in the cushions, trying to stifle his cries.

“Oh, my God, Tony, I’m so sorry, I’m so, so sorry!” Peter didn’t really know what to do, he didn’t even know if he should try to touch his boyfriend, he looked like he was in so much pain maybe he wouldn’t want him to, so he he sat there on the floor, frantically trying to think of what to say. “I swear I didn’t mean to, I’m so sorry!”

“I know, baby, I know, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay,” but the way Tony was breathlessly whispering that into the cushions made it very clear that it was not okay.

“Jesus, Tony, what – I don’t know what to do!” He cried, panicked, and the older teen took a deep breath, raising his face a little to look at Peter, and his face was so fucking red and his eyes were shining with unshed tears.

“Ice, babe. Get me some ice, it’s gonna be fine, I promise, ok?” He was breathing a little easier by then and Peter nodded frantically, as he got to his feet and hurried to the kitchen to get an ice pack. He hurried back in record time and Tony turned on his back, taking the pack and quickly placing it on his lap, letting out a heavy sigh as he did. “Tony, should I take you to the hospital?” He asked, standing by the couch and looking down at his boyfriend, who winced.

“No, it’s fine,” he sighed with his eyes closed, but it didn’t calm Peter down, not even a little bit.

“Tony, I tasted blood!” He cried, fat tears rolling down his cheeks, and Tony reached one hand out for him to take.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s just a tiny cut, I promise. It’s just really sensitive right now, but it’s gonna be fine in a couple of minutes, I promise.” Peter didn’t want to take his hand, he wanted to run and hide, but he also didn’t want to be alone, or away from Tony, so he lay by his side, burying his face in his neck and clutching his shirt.

“I’m so sorry, Tony, this wasn’t supposed to happen, I should have known, I shouldn’t –“

“Peter, it’s fine, I promise.” They were silent for a few seconds, until Peter felt Tony’s chest trembling under his cheek. He looked up, worried that his boyfriend was crying, but he was laughing so hard there were tears in his eyes – again. “Oh, my God, I can’t believe this just happened,” he laughed harder, rubbing a hand over his face.

“It’s not funny.” Peter was so embarrassed, he wished he could bury his head in the dirt and never have to look at his boyfriend again.

“It is a little funny,” Tony managed to say as he laughed his ass off and Peter tried to get up, annoyed, but the older teen held him. “Hey, what’s the matter?” He frowned, a little confused, as he tried to stifle his laugh.

“I wanted to make you feel good, I wanted tonight to be special, and I blew it, all because of these stupid, ugly braces, I don’t even know why you’re still here after this catastrophic disaster!” He knew he was being a little dramatic and maybe he was overreacting, but he just really wanted the night to go well, and it was ruined.

“Hey, c’mon, we did have a good time. Tonight was special, is special. We’re gonna order a huge pizza, we’re gonna binge watch all Marvel movies, and if it makes you feel any better, you can kiss my pee-pee better before we go to bed, what do you say?” He smiled that stupid, beautiful smile of him; soft, brown eyes glinting with mirth.

Peter stared at Tony’s face, thinking about the absurdness of that night, thinking that what was supposed to be a hot date night ended with Tony holding an ice pack to his bleeding dick, trying to comfort Peter for basically almost biting it off. He was silent for a few seconds, contemplating all that madness, before he exploded into a fit of giggles.

“God, I love you,” he blurted out breathlessly, almost without thinking, but as soon as the words left his mouth, his face turned red and his eyes widened, panicking. Before he could take it back, though, Tony smiled softly and winked at him, placing a chaste kiss on his lips.

“I know. I love you, too, brace face.”

#starker #ironspider #peter parker x tony stark #highschool au

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