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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years

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baby scarab || 24

anon - for the baby scarab series jake, marc, or steven (or khonshu who goes and tells the guys) finds out about the developments with casper and all have their different reactions?

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@r4tch1ld - HONESTLY THOUGHT I FEEL LIKE THE NEXT CHAPTER IS ABT JAKE AND I HAVE A SUGGESTION, WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENS AND JAKE IS CHASING READER AROUND AND SUDDENLY SHE FLINGS A WEB OUT ONTO THE CEILING AND SHE SWING AROSS THE ROOM AND FALLS ON HER ASS, BUT IS TOO SHOCKED ABT SWINGING ACROSS THE RROM TO REALIZE WHAT HAPPENED AND JAKE AND READER STARE AT EACHOTHER FOR A WHILE LIKE "..."

-🐀the great🤞😻

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@amazowolf - OKAY SO…I found this video on tiktok and it made me think of your Baby Scarab series now that Matt and Frank are involved. I don't know what could happen for Frank to go off on a homophobe, but the thought of him defending Baby Scarab made me laugh and happy. Then the boys finding out later and just getting protective 😂 (I could be projecting there 😂🤔)

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTdwpw74U/?k=1

I just thought of you and your series and thought I would share!! Hope it's not a bother 💜

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A/N : okay, so the requests werent delivered to their best ability, hope they were presented goof enough though since the next one will touch up on them a little

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : please enjoy, and as always, dont be afraid to leave a request :)

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), language, spidey stuff, homophobia(barely?), rushed writing, fluff. let me know if i missed anything

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you woke up alone. it was weird since you’d gotten so used to waking up with steven, marc, or jake.

yesterday you and steven took a nap on, and then you beat his ass at uno before helping him make food and then falling asleep again after that.

it was late by then too, it was a long day.

you were about to panic when you heard a clatter coming from the kitchen.

you shoot up in the bed, and slowly get up and softly walking to the source of the sound.

it was steven of course, and he’s just been washing dishes while something was cooking on the stove.

you snuck into the room while stevens back was turned, and sat up on the counter, waiting for him to turn around.

your swinging your legs back and forth, and you begin to get bored as steven doesn’t notice you.

but marc does, he knows you’re there.

but he doesn’t say anything since he also happens to know that you’re planning something.

you decide to stand up on the counter, silently reaching your hand up to the ceiling and pulling yourself up so that your crouching on the ceiling.

you tilt your head at marc in the reflection of one of the many mirrors around the room.

he puts a finger to his lips and smirks, signaling that he’d stay quiet.

you smile at him and nod, moving yourself across the ceiling so that you’re almost right above steven.

the ceilings in stevens place were weirdly higher than yours, so you had room to almost standing up fully before touching him.

you reach down as far as you can and realize you can barely reach him.

you sit there crouched on the ceiling and decide what you should do instead.

you look at the two dirty dishes left to his right, and decide what your next move is going to be.

you’re honestly surprised that he doesn’t notice that you’re literally right above him, but he is a geezer so i guess it would make some sense.

right as steven looks away from the sink to put the now clean plate he was washing in the drying rack, you shoot a web out to grab one of the dirty ones, bringing it up to you and watching as steven thinks he’s losing it.

“i swear there was a plate right here..” he looks to marc. “wasn’t there a plate there?” he asks and you see marc shake his head.

while stevens distracted, you decide to take the other one too, and when steven looks over he stammers over his words.

“okay well obviously i got hit on the head or something” he scoffs, looking around the room and walking carefully around the kitchen.

“or maybe you got dropped on your head as a child” marc chuckles and steven gives him a look.

“well that would mean you did too, idiot” steven retorts, while marc just scoffs.

you keep yourself from chuckling and follow steven around while still on the ceiling.

“now where did those plates go i swear there were two right there” he then says in distress and you shoot a web at the ceiling. and slide down on it so that you’re right next to steven who’s staring down at the sink, and you turn to him.

“bit sad, innit?” you say, which surprised steven as he jumps back and screams in a slightly high pitched voice.

you shrug while still hanging off the ceiling, hands hanging onto the web while your legs are bent up so that your feet are near your hands.

“yOu scared the living shit out of me!” steven exclaims at you, holding a hand to his heart.

you give him a guilty smile. “i’m sorry” you say, flipping off the web and onto the ground, on one knee while one arm is facing outwards to keep you from falling over, and flipping your hair out of your face before starting to get up.

steven and marc are just giving you weird looks as you get up, yanking the web off the ceiling and catching the plates that you stuck to the wall.

you hand them to steven and walk off to sit back up on the counter.

“see marc, i wasn’t dropped as a child” you finally allow yourself to laugh.

marc gives you a look from the mirror, and shakes his head. “hey, why do you do that thing?” he asks and you make a confused face.

“what thing?” you ask, leaning back and leaning on your hands which are planted on the counter.

“that thing you do after you jump off of something” marc elaborates and steven nods, understanding what he means.

“the.. like the thing you do when you whip your hair when you land- steven do the thing” marc says trying to not sound insane.

steven looks at him and then you who’s still confused. “you really don’t know what we’re talking about?” he asks and you shake your head.

“it’s the thing that marc said, you know?” steven gets down on one knee like you were, with one arm out while flipping his hair around.

“you know, the thing with the arm and the hair” he stops and gets up.

“it’s a total fighting pose, you’re a total poser” steven tells you with a smile on his face while marc chuckles in the background.

“i’m not a poser” you say offendedly.

“yes you are, what do you call the whole hair-flipping thing?” marc teases and you glare at him.

“i mean, you do it as if everyone’s looking at you” he continues and you scoff and roll your eyes.

“don’t come at me, you guys do the same thing” you complain, earning a chuckle from both of the two guys.

you then notice how jake still isn’t there and you sigh.

“have you heard from him?” you ask quietly while steven goes back to the dishes.

“no” marc shakes his head. “he’ll come around” he tries to assure you and you nod.

steven finishes with the dishes, turning his attention back to the food that was still cooking on the stove.

“i made your favorite again, i hope you don’t mind” steven cuts in, making the atmosphere calm again.

“oh uhm.. casper invited me over again for lunch” you start, getting a look from marc. “can i go?” you ask.

both of them take a breath in unison. “if we walk you there and back” marc says and you nod.

“what about the bruises? wont he get.. you know? worried?” steven asks and you nod.

“i’ll just make an excuse”

“what about your arm?”

“…” you take a breath. “i’ll wear long sleeves.”

the two nod. “alright, but you can’t stay there for too long, alright?” steven says worriedly and you nod.

you really hoped it would be a good day, i mean it can’t be worse than what happened a few days ago.

can it?

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“do you have everything you need?” marc asks, getting ready to leave.

you slip your shoes on and give him a thumbs up. “yeah, it’s just lunch, marc” you reply and he sighs.

“i know, but you’re going to be gone for a couple hours.” he exaggerates.

you snicker and pass him to open the door. “i think you guys need to chill”

marc comes out after you, locking the door. “okay, yes. i know we’ve been a bit.. uhh” he tries to find the right word.

you step onto the elevator. “clingy?” you ask and he nods.

“sadly. yes” he confirms and you elbow him in the ribs.

“whatever will you do without me?” you ask sarcastically, marc pressing the ground floors button.

“i actually have no idea” he says seriously and you raise an eyebrow as the elevator dings and the door opens.

“well what would you do before you met me?” you ask, both of you walking out of the building and to the sidewalk.

“..just moon knight stuff” marc answers.

“well i used to work at the museum but someone got me fired” you hear steven complain, and marc scoff.

“what about layla? you can spend time with her, she is your girlfriend” you suggest and marc makes a face.

“i don’t think she’d be too happy if she found out about.. the thing” he says, referring to when you were taken by harrows men.

“wait- you haven’t told her?” you start, both of you turning a corner.

marc shakes his head. “well don’t you think she deserves to know?” you interrogate as you see casper’s place coming up.

marc sighs and nods. “i just don’t know how to tell her in a way that she won’t get mad at me” he confesses and you look at him weirdly.

“she would know that i couldn’t be there in time- but i just get the feeling she’d be mad for me not telling her” he explains and you nod.

“well if you don’t tell her, i will” you say, stopping in front of the wooden door leading to casper’s home.

“fine, i’ll tell her” marc mumbles and you smile.

“i’ll text you when i’m on my way” he changes the subject and you nod.

you knock on the door and hear footsteps approaching it quickly, and then you see it open a little, and you get confused and look down.

“hello, allison” you smile at the girl, and she smiles back.

she looks between you and marc. “i think i can take it from here” you tell marc and he nods, waving a little to allison and turning away.

“if you need me don’t hesitate to call” he tells you.

“don’t worry, i will” you say back, and he turns around to give you one last look before turning away.

“is your brother there?” you ask the little girl and she nods.

“he’s hiding” she says and you give her a confused look while she opens the door wider for you.

you slowly step in and look around for anybody but see no one.

“and where exactly would he be hiding?” you ask allison and she giggles, pointing to the wall between the foyer and the kitchen.

you nod at her and slip your shoes off by the door, hugging your thin jacket to your chest after you take it off.

“why’s he hiding” you ask again, and allison smiles mischievously.

“he said that he needs to make his hair pretty because he wants to impress you” she admits and you let out a quiet chuckle.

“did he now?” you keep the information for yourself and peer around the corner, seeing casper looking at himself in one of the reflective windows.

“come on.. stupid-“ he then sees you looking at him from the reflection.

“ohmygod” he turns around. “you’re here” you nod.

“nice observation” you say and he scoffs.

“i told allison not to get the door” he mutters.

you tilt your head. “aw but then i wouldn’t know that you wanted to impress me” you say sarcastically, and you see the soul leave casper’s body.

“she told you that?” he asks quietly and you nod.

“well like i’ve said- she- she’s only a kid she loves making things up” he shrugs and walks closer to you so that he could speak to you easier.

“sure” you smile at him.

you look up to his hair and see that it looks almost the same as it always does.

“well, you succeeded in making your hair pretty” you say teasingly and casper covers his face with his hands.

“oh! hello, y/n” you hear a new voice, which happened to be grace walking into the room.

“hi grace. how’ve you been?” you ask politely while casper stand beside you embarrassed.

“oh, i’ve been great.” she starts. “what about you?” she asks back and you smile.

“i’ve been good” you say it more to yourself than her, and when she gets a better look at you her smile fades a little.

“oh dear, what happened to your face?” she asks, and casper looks at you closer as well, seeing the faded bruises.

casper couldn’t see them before, since it was the lighting that prevented it.

“yeah, i see it too” he says. “what happened?” the two look worriedly at you but you just send both of them a comforting smile.

“just another usual fight, it’s no big deal” you tell them and grace turns away frowning, preparing lunch for all of you.

casper just gives you a look, nodding to follow him as he walks down the hallway.

you sigh and follow him, ending up sitting in the same spots in his room.

this time you noticed all the paper airplanes you made handing from the ceiling in the corner by his bed.

“what really happened?” he asks you seriously and you sigh shaking your head.

“i already told you i-“

“cut the bullshit, you’re lying” he hurts out at you, which is very uncharacteristic of him.

“you do this thing when you lie, you always sigh and then shake your head” he says and you groan.

“okay, so what if i’m lying?” you ask. “i turned out okay” you tell him and he’s the one to sigh this time, running a hand through his hair.

“i’m just worried about you” he admits and you soften your expression.

“apparently everyone is” you mutter.

“you know, it’s weird that you got this beat up with that spider vigilante running around” he says skeptically.

you scoff. “well maybe she’s not always around” you try to reason and casper gives you a smug look.

“how do you know that they’re a girl?” he asks with a smirk and you chuckle.

“on the news, we saw her smoking hot bod” you said equally as smug.

casper groans and runs his hand through his hair again. “okay, i’m going to be straight up- i maybe kinda thought you would know them- or- her?” he admits and you let out a silent sigh of relief.

“you know, since you know moon knight, i thought you’d know the spider person” he says disappointedly.

you look at him in pity and let out a breath. “sorry, i don’t know her.” you start. “and she needs a cool name, i do agree with that” you say referring to when casper originally said it.

“and like i’ve previously said before- arachnid is a badass vigilante name” he says, now ignoring the previous subject.

you chuckle and look at casper who’s already looking at you.

“what else did allison say?” he asks quietly, and you shrug.

“just that you were making your hair pretty” you laugh, and casper covers his face again.

“come on, don’t be embarrassed” you say and he turns to glare at you.

“then quit making fun of me” he complains and you keep laughing.

he eventually smiles and shakes his head at you, and then you both hear a familiar knock on the doorframe.

“mama said come get lunch” allison stats. “she said you could come back here if you want” she finishes and leaves.

you look to casper and he gets up, you doing the same and following him.

grace had made delicious looking sandwiches for you guys, saying how she made the bread herself.

you were shocked too, like oh my god, this woman-

she made bread. you don’t even know how bread is bread.

bread.

it was so good too, like you can’t get over it.

anyways, your time with casper went by quickly, you guys finished your lunch in his room and you both were seeing who could solve his rubix cubes first.

he had a couple, surprisingly.

you two were so engaged in trying to beat each other, that you almost missed your phone ringing.

you stopped and put the rubix cube down of course, sliding your finger across the green button after seeing that it was one of the guys.

you pick up and casper looks to you, but you don’t notice that as you stare down at the desk your arm is propped on.

“y/n?” you hear marc’s voice.

“marc” you say back.

“i was just letting you know i was on my way” he tells you and you smile to yourself.

“i thought you said you’d text me” you reply.

“well i just wanted to hear your voice” he responds and you snort.

“clingy” you say, and you hear marc sigh.

“yeah, make fun all you want” he starts. “be there in five”

and then he hangs up.

he’s never good at goodbyes.

you look at casper and give him a smile.

“marc’s on his way here” you tell him and he makes a sad face.

“i’ll see you soon, don’t make that face” you tell him and he chuckles.

casper nods to his door. “you can take some bread with you” he whispers to you and an excited look takes over your face.

casper chuckles. “come on, he’ll probably be here soon” he says while getting up again, you following him.

casper wraps up some of the bread that grace made in some of that clear wrap stuff and hands it to you.

“enjoy it” you take it from him and you tuck it under your elbow.

“i will” you assure him and you both stand by the door waiting for marc.

which wasn’t long, since you opened the door right before he could knock.

“how’d you..” casper starts but you shake your head.

“just a feeling” you shrug, forgetting marc was there.

“well, i might stop by the cafe with allison some time this week” casper shrugs and you nod.

“that’d be nice” you say, and you hesitantly put a hand up to his cheek as he panics, marc watching with surprise at what you’re doing.

you lean in and press a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth, pulling back right after that.

you nod to him and step down from the foyer to the outside.

“i’ll see you” you wave and start walking while pulling marc along by the sleeve.

you hear the door close and take your hand off marc, putting it in your pocket while the other one is still holding your bread.

“what the hell was that?” marc says suddenly and you look at him.

“what was what?” you ask back.

“..are you kidding me?” he starts. “you actually just kissed him in front of me” he says, his voice a pitch higher.

your face flushes in embarrassment. “i didn’t kiss him on the mouth though so it’s fine” you mutter and marc scoffs.

“but you kissed him nonetheless” he points out and fakes a throwing up noise.

you elbow him in the ribs and roll your eyes. “what? it’s not like i haven’t heard you and layla ‘snogging’ before”

marc gives you a look. “you’ve… heard it?”

“mhmm”

“well don’t let me catch you kissin’ anyone please” he cringes and you chuckle.

“and i mean anyone, man or woman” he clarifies and you smile at him.

“or woman?” you hear a voice from behind you so both of you turn around to see an older woman with short blonde hair, her looks being identical to the average ‘karen’.

“yeah, you got a problem?” marc asks defensively, and you hold his sleeve to keep him at your side.

“marc, let’s just go” you mutter but he shakes his head, turning back to the woman.

“yeah, just go back to wherever you came from” the lady says grumpily and marc starts walking towards her before you stick your hand to his sleeve, and your feet to the ground.

you shake your head at him and he sighs, turning back to you.

“fine, just don’t listen to her” he tells you and you nod.

“damn queers” the lady says, turning back around while you look down at the ground and try to speed walk away with marc.

you feel like you’re about to crack under pressure when a noise is heard from heard from behind you.

you both turn around and you see a familiar face.

“do you really have nothing better to do than bully a little girl?” the man says to her, and you smile slightly.

“i’m just-“

“no, you don’t have any excuses, now go apologize” he points to you.

you shake your head as the woman scoffs. “sorry” she says angrily and stomps off.

“thank you frank, but that was really not necessary” you say and marc furrows his eyebrows.

“you know this guy?” he asks you and you nod. “he came in the cafe once” you shrug.

“yeah, well it’s nice to see you again, little lady” he starts, giving a nod to both you and marc.

“but i gotta get going, stay outta trouble” he says, reciting what he said to you only a few weeks ago.

“i will, have a nice day” you respond and he starts walking in the other direction.

you and marc start your walk home again. “this day keeps getting weirder and weirder” he shakes his head.

“it does, doesn’t it?” you nod along.

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the two of you got home pretty quickly, without any more incidents.

you were glad there were no other problems, besides the one with the lady was already bad enough.

you didn’t show it, but what she said hurt you more than you wanted it to.

you and marc are now just sitting on the couch together and flipping through channels.

“has jake said anything yet?” you ask him impatiently.

you get no answer and look to him in confusion as he gets up and moves to the kitchen.

“..marc?” you ask cautiously.

he turns around and reaches to the hat rack, slipping the newsie hat onto his head and you smile in anticipation.

“sorry for the absence” jake turns around and you smile even wider.

without thinking, you shoot a web out to the ceiling and swing yourself over to him and go crashing into him with your arms around his neck and legs around his waist.

“where did you go? i missed you” you say as jake gathers himself and pulls you away enough to look at you properly.

“..what the hell was that?” he asks and you sheepishly smile at him.

“it’s a spidey thing” you say simply and jake chuckles softly.

“i missed you too, mi vida” he says to you and you lean back in to hug him again.

he had his arms around your frame, carrying you back to the couch.

“i also have questions about the fighting pose” he smiles into your hair.

you pull back to glare at him.

“don’t even start with that” you threaten.

he puts his hands up in surrender.

“fine, fine”

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the rest of the night was just you and jake catching up.

he knew exactly what had happened and all that, he just liked hearing you talk.

i mean, what father doesn’t like hearing their daughters talk about their day?

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A/N : ending was rushed but i hope you guys like it, and for everyone asking i am in est, and i post at about 10-11 pm every other day.

see you guys with chapter 25 on sunday!! <3

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ivanzplaid · 2 years

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There was a request where anon wanted an overly affectionate tall male reader x the grabber and i was almost done but i literally deleted it by accident 😭 but heres me rewriting it because it was so cute and i couldn't get over it, as always ty for the request and im so sorry abt deleting it😢

adding a little twist for the prompt, but it had more fluff than i expected so, still pretty close🙏🙏

Warnings: I didn't realize how much fluff was in this my bad, The Grabber, Manipulation, Kidnapped reader, Stockholm Syndrome affected reader

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The light shining through your window displayed it was mid day, but he still hadn't shown. You didn't mean to grow worried, it had been maybe weeks, or months that you'd been here, you knew he treasured you, like a diamond among dirt. It was evident he cared for you, he had kept you alive for so long, longer than the others at least, but he also supported you. He'd seen you completely defenseless & vulnerable, but he aided you when he could've destroyed everything about you.

You kept your eyes on the ceiling, your feet hung off the bed, struggling to stop your mind from running. He hadn't come since yesterday, he hadn't forgotten about you, had he? With you occupied within your thoughts, you failed to hear the door open, displaying him, leaning against the door frame, observing you, pondering if you were asleep or not from your quiet frame.

"I'm back, I'm sorry I've been gone for so long."

You shot up, eyes widening at the sight of him. His eyes peered you over, taking in your presence. The lower portion of his face cased by a frowning mask, yet his voice was warm and airy, sounding genuinely remorseful as he saw the state you were in. With a single push, he was after you in a calming manner, head tilted as he walked towards the mattress. In an instance, you pushed yourself back to make sitting room for him, which he graciously took. The two of you sat across from each other, soaking in the presence from one and other. He put out a hand, going in to cup your cheek, but the impatience of the day took over, and you leaned into his lap instead, putting your head into a comfortable position before letting out an easy sigh. Your eyes found his once again, and it reminded him of everything he loves about you. As one hand of his found your hair, gently rubbing and stroking it, the other found its way on your chest, basking in the warmth and the feel of your heart beating. He couldn't put a finger on what he adored most about you, and he loved it. You gave him structure even when he felt everything was falling apart.

"I was so worried you wouldn't come, I just hadn't seen you in so long and- and I missed you being here."

Your voice, while shaky, still reflected another reason why he obsessed over you. You not only expressed your feelings through actions, but your words, and it made his stomach flutter each time, a slow smile came across his mouth. You both looked into each others eyes, safety assured when doing so.

"Such a ridiculous thought, of course I'd show, what would I do without you?"

He brought your hand in his, comically kissing your hand before bringing you up with him. You easily matched his height, you might've even had a few more inches than him, but he loved it nonetheless, it was more of you to grab and hold for him. Your hand clung to his even when up. He opened the door, picking up something behind the door, the slowly revealing it to you. It was a pair of his clothes, neatly folded. He leaned up to your cheek, sliding the mask briefly to kiss you, then slid it back, handing you the pile of clothes.

"Ohh y'know, my closets getting full.. you need nee clothes.. it was the most convenient option,"

The giggle at the end of the sentence gave away his real purpose, he just thought of you while wearing them, so why not bless the both of you. The sizes wouldn't matter, you two were practically the same fitting, he knew this from previous times you'd try on his cardigans and shirts. The look in your eyes fed him, the glimmer went hand in hand with your tranquil appearance. In a courteous manner, you grabbed the clothes, and pulled the man in, softly breathing against his neck, and he reciprocated with ease.

In moments like these, he was grateful of the way he was. He was even more thankful for the way you so easily accepted him into your life, the manipulation game was made easy, and was a win-win situation, where you didn't even know you could lose.

When he was forced to leave the room, he had only one thought on his mind about you;

"He was perfect the moment I met him, and he will continue to shine like so in my life."

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ii dont know why but writing this was sm fun, and i promise to everyone who submitted smth its in the works! i got a splurge of requests so prob, maybee one more coming out tn, then hopefully the following days i can release 2 at a time!!

alsooo, thank you so much for 64 followers oh my god!!

thank you sm!! hope u guys r having a great day <3

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bluehwale · 1 year

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SO I was like travelling in bus for my.classes nd im usually a person in public transport who is like quiet minds my own business nd doesnt talk to anyone cuz maybe either om too sleepy or using my phone nd yesterday in saw this guy on my bus he was wearing all black suit nd he had his ear pierced (cuz men over here dont like to pierce their ears cuz its feminine 💀) nd that guy was standing in front of me I was like observing him like I liked men black tuxedo okay cuz they look so good 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵😮‍💨😮‍💨nd I was thinking of completing his outfit nd I was like contemplating whether should I or should I not nd I was get so FUCKING anxious 😭😭 like me who has never complimented a stranger (not even a women is going nd complimenting a MAN ITS A BIG THNG ND IM LITERWLLY MY MIMD EAS SO BUSY DESPITE RUNNING ON 4HRS OF SLEEP) nd ykw im the end I ended up complimenting him nd before my stop I said ur outfit looks really good nd I like ur bag too nd he was literally smiling ear to ear so cite nd before he could say smth my stop came I was literally SCREAMING THE WHOLE WAY UNTIL I FOUND MY SENIOR 😭i jad to pull my my shit together nd talk to him ndi after I finished talking to him I was literally screaming nd sending voice notes to my frnd (hey sending voice notes r a BIG THING nd I never send voice texts unless I cant type.out my thoughts nd to arrange them properly im a text message nd I couldn't call the fuck.down I LEGIT WENT TO RESTROOM ND SCREAMEDDDDDD WELLL im becoming more loose like ND WJEM I COMPLIMENT ITS LIKE I DESCRIBE EVERY ASPECT OF IT ND TELL IT TO PPL ND IT ENDS UP WITH THEM BLUSHING ND I WAS Literally TRYIJG MY BEST NOT TO STUTTER 🥴🥴ND I ENDED UP GWTTING SHT AFTER GIVING THE COMPLIMENT 😭😭😭💀💀LIZ IT WAAS LIKE A ROLLER COASTER ND I TOLD ANT THIS TO 3 OTHER FRNDS ND THEY ALL HAD fucking diverse opinions like 😞😞😞imma cotinue it in the next ask 🥴🥴

olay so I told abt my adventure to 3other frnds one of then whom I told first thought I jad a crush on the gut like a fleeting crush who im never gonna see again (sue was genuinely.confused olay so o said I just liked how he dressed up nd yes black tum 💀🥴🥴im on my knees okay )

another frnd I told (she is the most logical one) she said guys get less compliments than girls nd u just made his day nd said when u get dressed up nd someone acknowledges it u are jiet over the moon nd she was also proud of me for implementing a stranger cuz it takes alot of courage

thw last.frnd I told she said u go on doing this nd make.every guy fall for.u 😭 im like im an over exaggerator who compliments in a very descriptive way nd I cant change it cuz it what it is nd imo descriptive compliments >>>>one line compliments (idk why I prefer it )

anw liz have a good day taake care of urself.ilyyy (2/2)

MISS DIORWOO!!!! IM ALWAYS THE HAPPIEST GIRL WHENEVER I HEAR FROM U <33 (my response is under the cut, u better bUCKLE UP !!)

HI HELLO SORRY IM??? ON THE FLOOR??? ALL BLACK SUIT WITH HIS EARS PIERCED???? PHEW 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 U BETTER SIGN ME UP BCS I ALSO LIKE MEN IN BLACK TUXEDOS rawr (also i’d probably simp for u if i ever see u in a bus BCS U GIVE OFF THE MYSTERIOUS QUIET VIBES😵‍💫sorry oops off topic!! ANYWAYS) SMNDNDNDNS RUNNING ON 4 HOURS OF SLEEP BUT U STILL HAVE UR PRIORITIES STRAIGHT MHM I KNOW THATS RIGHT !!!!

ANNDNDB. FBDBDBSBSJJSJSS KYAAAAAAAAWQAAASSS WHEN U COMPLIMENTRD HIM OMGG FNDNDHDJ 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 HIM SMILING EAR TO EAR !!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 HELLO THIS IS LIKE THE START OF A ROMANCE MOVIE ?????? A SCENE OF THIS (ghibli style) IS LITERALLY PLAYING IN MY HEAD RN I CAN SEE THE VISION OMG AND 😭😭😭 STOPPPPP HE DIDNT GET TO SAY ANTUTHING BEFORE U GOT OFF UR STOP OMGMDNDHDHD IM SO UGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH THIS WOULD BE A HOLLYWOOD HIT ISTG 😭😭 also

u: *internally screaming and dy1ng* 🧍‍♀️

ur senior: 😃👋 (HE WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT U JUST WENT THRU!!!!!)

ALSO URE RIGHT VOICE NOTES ARE A BIG THING!!! JSNSJSJJSHS I WOULD ALSO DO THAT IF I WERE U BCS MY HANDS WOULD BE SHAKING AND I WOULDNT BE ABLE TO TYPE 😭😭😭 (im hoping no janitors were traumatized in that toilet </3) ALSO YEAH UR COMPLIMENTS ARE SERIOUSLY THE BEST ITS PEAK BCS I BLUSH BEHIND MY SCREEN ALL THE DAMN TIME !!! JWBDJSJSJ

A FLEETING CRUSH WHO U WILL NEVER SEE AGAIN???? PLS DONT BREAK MY HEART NOOOO 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔😞😞😞😞😞 (im gonna manifest that u’ll meet him again soon I HAVE MY PRAYER CIRCLE READY !!!!! 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️) honestly,,,,, so relatable i too would get on my knees for any man who dresses well and esp in black (the bar is so low its IN HELL)

NAH BCS IM GONNA GO WITH UR LAST FRIEND BCS IM PRETTY SURE HE FELL IN LOVE WITH U !!!!!! WHEN U COMPLIMENTRD HIM AND UR GAZE MET HIS, THATS WHEN HE KNOWS !!! ITS U !!!! U’RE THE ONE HES BEEN LOOKING FOR (sorry im obv over the mOON THIS IS TOO CUTE) but yeah im also so 🥺🥺proud🥺🥺 of u for complimenting a stranger bcs that takes balls that i dont hv I MEAN IVE NEVER ATTEMPTED TO DO IT BUT IK I WOULD GET 😨😨😨 *sweats* 😨😨😨 AND “hi i just wanna say that i rlly like ur outfi- well would u looK at that cat over there!! aHaHahah” WOULD PROBABLY COME OUT OF MY MOUTH INSTEAD SNBDDNNSNS (i hv 0 rizz) but anyWAYS IT PROBABLY MADE HIS WHOLE DAY AND I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT YOU’VE BECOME “THE GIRL IN THE BUS” TO ALL HIS FRIENDS BCS HE WOULD FOR SURE TELL EVERYONE THAT HE GOT A COMPLIMENT FROM U </333333 (im suffering thats so cute) U’RE IMMORTALIZED IN HIS HEAD AND IN HIS STORIES !!!!!

i loVE the way u give compliments u’re literally the sweetest and i know hE thinks that too </3 im hoping for another adventure of u meeting that guy OR ANYONE ELSE IN PARTICULAR REALLY BCS EEEEEK THIS MADE MY WHOLE DAY I LOVED THIS SM SNSBDBDNSBNSS 😭😭😭😭

thanku sm for sharing this adventure of urs !!! 🥺🥺🥺 i missed u and i love u and i hope u have a great day as well !!! take care always <333

p.s. I NEED UPDATES IF U EVER SOMEHOW MEET THIS GUY AGAIN👹👹👹👹 UNIVERSE !!!! DO UR THING !!! 👹👹👹👹

hashtag my current mood:

#answered #THIS IS LITERALLY THE CUTEST THING EVERTFFFRRRR OMFGGG #THIS IS EVEN SWEETER THAN THE GELATO THAT I HAD TODAY IM PROBABBLY GONNA GET DIABETES NOW #ILY MISS DIORWOO THANKU FOR SHARING THIS!!!!!#anyw that was a long one 😮‍💨 TY FOR LISTENING TO MY TED TALK #<3 #diorwoo

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zarisdonut · 1 year

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My thoughts after watching Wednesday

Okay so since Wednesday came out only yesterday, there's still a bunch of my moots on twt that haven't seen it yet so I decided to express myself here since it's more of a safe space for spoilers and stuff and I will explode if I don't talk about it.

(Wednesday spoilers down below btw)

Okay so first, it was a pretty good show. I think I would've liked it much more if it didn't have that many ∼straightness∼ in it but that's just my very biased opinion cause straight people tire the shit out of me but what are you gonna do lol.

Also, these are my thoughts. If you do not agree, it's okay. I don't want to fight anyone (basically bc I don't have the energy for that) but I am always up for debating and exchanging different ideas.

PLOT

I think that plotwise, the show was pretty awesome. They didn't do anything completely new, never-seen-before or anything like that, but it was enjoyable. Some parts were a bit predictable but I also can't complain because this is, after all, a tv show about teenagers so there are obviously some tropes that are always gonna repeat themselves, which isn't exclusively bad. For example, I always love a good prom/ballroom scene, so yeah. Also, I think that even tho there were times everything was a bit cliché, they still found a way to make it interesting and not want to make me turn off my computer lol.

Also there were a bunch of times when stuff didn't make much sense? Like for example in the competition part. If there are no rules, why didn't they just exploit that? Like, if I had been in there, I would've used an engine for the boat, for example. It's little things like this that make me v mad, cause I feel it doesn't make sense. But I understand that it might just be me cause I tend to think in a more logical way than anything else and also, I'm a hell of a perfectionist, so yeah.

WRITING

This part is one of the most important ones for me (along with character development) and even though I thought that it was overall brilliant, there were some parts of the dialogue (not lots of them, but a few) that felt a bit cringe and that took me a bit out of place. Like, most times when I was watching the show, I felt totally immersed in the story and then BAM. There's a line where I'm like "oh. That's- No." Like, idk how to explain it but they just took me out of the story and I came back to myself, watching a TV Show abt teenagers instead of living in it. (idk if this makes sense lol)

ACTING

Special section to literally BOW to miss Jenna Ortega cause hOLY sHIT girl. I couldn't have imagined anyone better as Wednesday Addams.

THE CHARACTERS

Okay so here is where ∼probably∼ I'm the most conflicted of it all. I found the Addams family (special mention to Wednesday, obviously) truly amazing. It's true that I've known the Addams for a long time and I was already emotionally attached to them, so idrk if I find them amazing because I already knew abt them, or bc they are one of the few characters that are well-made in the show.

But apart from them, all the other characters I found them a bit bland. Where's the flavour, babes? Put some goddamned spices in it, god. Like, all of them fit a certain trope, which I'm not mad about cause at the end of the day all the characters in the world fit a certain group, but the thing is that none of them really stand out. There's nothing really special abt them, and considering that this is literally about a school full of vampires, witches (well, idk if they're actual witches but you get it), werewolves and sirens.... is deeply concerning to me. Like, there's not one character in there that I feel could be remembered, and the bad thing about all of this is that there is so much potential. It's physically painful, actually. (I might do another post with my ideas of how to improve some of the characters to make them seem more interesting according to myself, but we'll see)

I do understand, however, that this show is abt Wednesday, and she is supposed to be the 'special one' since she's the main character, but that doesn't mean you have to write the other ones as plain as a blank sheet of paper. I certainly could go on and on, but I don't want this post to be longer than it needs to lol. Maybe I could do another one where I get into the characters a bit more (cause analysing shit is like, my only thing) so yeah.

RELATIONSHIPS

Yep, here's where my ∼most unbiased∼ opinions end, cause yes, I'm obviously gonna trash all the romantic relationships of the show.

First: what the fuck was that.

Second: No, but fr. What the fuck was that.

I thought we were over the phase of guilting girls into going on dates with guys they're not interested in, but I guess not?

It still astounds me how none of the romantic pairings have a single atom of chemistry in them. And my question is, did they even try? Cause holy shit bro it was hard to watch. (Not talking abt the acting. Its more of a writing problem, I think)

Also, these romances added literally nothing to the storyline. Especially Enid's. Why are yall wasting screen time with useless plotlines and uneventful couples? Can't you use those minutes for something better? Like, literally anything atp. I have at least 20 ideas off the top of my head.

N e ways, moving on... Like I said in the beginning, I barely tolerate straight ships anymore, and sometimes I even gaslight myself into believing they're not that bad, that it's just me, but not here.

Wednesday Addams is the kind of character you can't just push to have a relationship with the first person she meets. And you certainly cannot write her in a love triangle because it just won't work. And what happened in the show? It didn't work. I'm actually really mad at this because that just tells me the writers/the people who were in charge of the show didn't get her character.

First of all, I don't think Wednesday should have a love interest, but if you, for some inexplicable reason wanted this, you need to play the long game. And by long game, I mean SO. MOTHER. FUCKING. LONG. I could make an entirely separate post abt this but I'm going to try to sum it up as well as I can.

Wednesday doesn't get attached to people. In fact, she hates people. So making her fall for someone to me is straight-up bullshit, but we're not gonna go there right now.

She is an egomaniac. If she doesn't find someone useful, she's not gonna talk to them. Obviously, that's not love. So apart from the "regular" process of liking someone, you also need to take into account this extra process that needs to happen. She has to go from "only seeing X as a tool" to "starting to acknowledge X as another human" ending in "holy shit I might like X".

So what I think they shouldve done is invest in friendships first. Build a good relationship with her love interest first, and everything else will come along when it needs to come along.

For example with (and yall prob know who I'm gonna say) Enid. I wouldn't say I ship them per se, but the development is there yk. I like the way their relationship evolved, and I think that if they were gonna give our main girlie a love interest, it would have to be like this (I'm not saying it necessarily needs to be her, but also I wouldn't be mad abt it).

Anyways, those are my main thoughts rn. Believe it or not, I did try to keep it short (lol) but I just get so motivated talking abt these things hehe.

If you stuck around to read what a random stranger on the internet had to say abt a tv show abt teenagers with weird abilities, you're the real one. If my brainrot continues, I'll probably make more of these posts analysing different stuff but with more depth n stuff, so maybe we'll see each other again, who knows.

Until then, have a very nice day and drink water.

Kindly,

The random stranger on the internet

#wednesday #wednesday addams #wednesday spoilers #wenclair

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pashminalamb · 1 year

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BELLEEEEEE!!!!! I’ve missed you so much 😭😭😭😭😭!!!!! Typing this as I’m sitting in my car after getting out of my last class. FINALS. ARE. FINALLY. OVER. And I passed all my classes with As!!!! Final exams went really well too!!! I feel like I’m gonna fall and pass out for 12 hours. Which I actually did yesterday because I had finished all my exams/classes but I had one more class to go to today.

BUT ENOUGH ABT ME HOW ARE YOU MY DEAR SWEET BLUE PUNK FAIRY FRIEND??? Have you been eating and drinking water?? Resting??? Taking breaks??? Isabelle. If you haven’t. *gently bonks head* Oliver would reprimand you too yknow? And not the fun bedroom scolding. TAKE BREAKS LOVE!!!! 😭😭❤️ Taking regular breaks is a responsibility to yourself that everyone forgets sometimes when they get lost in all their other responsibilities. Multitasking writing different works too much can cause headaches, speaking from experience sweetheart. And going to the gym is great but your body needs to relax and rest too. Water and a good meal and a hot shower/bath do wonders after a long session do wonders trust me. So please rest okay?

CONGRATULATIONS ON 1.6K 🎉✨🥳!!!! The numbers keep climbing so fast and all these milestones are amazing!!!! I’m so proud of you love 🥹✨❤️!!!

I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHOS WATCHED KUROKO NO BASKET. Seriously the fandom is almost completely dead 😭😭💀. I knew it was a oldie but a goody but I didn’t think it was dust and tumbleweeds out here 😭😭. So glad you like it too!! Haikyuu will always be my favorite sports anime and one of my top favorites in general, it holds a really special place in my heart, but KnB was still a really fun watch.

ASFKKFFKJFHKHJG. THAT OLVER ART. Pls he’d hate getting out of bed and just become a complete octopus in the mornings. You gotta wake him up for practice and it’s such a chore. He’s such a big baby pshhhh. But there are some upsides like him saying the only way he’s gonna get up is if you place exactly 100 kisses all over his face, more than half of them end up being on the lips when he actually starts to get up, and you relent every money with a roll of your eyes and and huff and a fond smile he misses cause his eyes are closed. The first thing you do is wipe off that smug smirk from his face. Also hc that Oliver is actually really ticklish and it’s your weapon. Don’t get up even after the kisses? His sides are looking very open rn. Wont get off after flopping on you on the couch? You’re in the perfect position to reach his armpits. Wont stop clinging to you while you’re trying to do a new eye makeup style for your guys’ date? His neck is literally wide open cause he loves smushing his face into the crook of your neck.

What video? Did you post it on your other account? Because I couldn’t find it. Dangit I wanted to simp for Oliver too 😭😭.

Seriously I’m an introvert what are you gonna do? Lock me inside your house? Great free access to your clothes. Still me seeing friends? What friends babe? Take me everywhere with you? Nice let me grab my book and coffee and we’re good to go. Adjkgfhnjhhhv 💀💀.

That girl shoving into you was so rude. All it takes is a simple excuse me dude. And ISTG PEOPLE WHO SPOIL THINGS WHEN NO ONE ASKED 😤😤😤. They seriously piss me off and ruin the experience. See it’s different when I intentionally spoil myself because I’m too impatient. Someone else doing it? Oh heck no. Its the same feeling as someone taking the last of your favorite snack from the vending machine.

Also just a heads up. I’m gonna sending in multiple asks cause there’s just too much I wanna talk abt and breaking it into parts sounds better. So this is the first one. *sends aggressive virtual hugs that feel like they squish all the exhaustion out of you*

- ✨ anon

Starry! Omg- All As! That's great! And it's a good thing you took rest too- ik that i'm bout to pass out when i finish exams. I hope you're doing alright tho! Sorry it took me long to get to your ask; tumblr is being weird cause i can only see it when i get on my pc... and not on the app. yeah no I'm moving to ao3. i saw the rb of which character i would interpret the best and you said- Oliver Ofc. he's my husband but he doesn't know it yet ૮꒰ ˶> ༝ <˶꒱ა Well, I've been doing pretty good! I finished a jar of nutella (in 2 days) and i'm planning to buy a bigger one; i did drink a lot of water, ate some pasta, taking rest too made a wedding playlist for me and aiku and lowkey enjoyed it *the way i laughed when i saw : And not the fun bedroom scolding.' I'd like to see Oliver reprimand me (truth : he can't. Cause he knows at the end of the day even if he's bigger and stronger than me, he is gonna be beneath me) but yeah he'd probably say something like "you're gonna get sick, doorbell." But yeah i've been taking rest, dw starry! i'm actually giving myself a treat. with ao3 i can take things slow and easy tbh, which is another reason i'm moving there. The blog will be up ofc; to answer asks and for anons who wanna talk to me abt my work, but yeah my activity on ao3 is gonna be very irregular... THANK YOU!! 1.6k is such a big number, past me would have been like 'huh... never thought i'd make it this far.' BUT YEAH I DID ! T.T But actually it’s you guys who got me there so thank you everyone 💓

I think everyone thought that they were the only ones who watched knb; me included. I used to have the BIGGEST crush on aomine, i even found an asmr of his. (and yeah i do listen to asmrs btw) And yeah the fandom is almost dead (｡ ́︿ ̀｡) and I didn’t even get to read that many aomine works too…but yeah I really liked that anime! Haikyuu made me cry after clannad and also made me laugh the hardest, does hold a special place in my heart as well, Bokuto was my fav and rn… no one really. I like all of them cause they’re so unique yk?

As for the Oliver art, pretty sure he would hold you down to the bed. He would demand kisses! He is such a smooth talker- but since I’m me. When he expects a kiss *places hand on his lips before you kiss* “good morning. It’s time to get up” and he just groans when you have a tiny smirk and walk out of your shared bedroom, and his brain just going ‘god woman. You’re gonna be the death of me.’

How- I think I’m getting too predictable with my writing cause I do have something to do with eye makeup in Ocean hues… 👁️ *but we don’t talk abt that cause no spoilers!*

The video! Starry. I BLEW A FUSE CAUSE OF THAT REEL. so story time, I was checking my insta in the morning after I woke up and this gym based reel popped on my feed. And the moment I saw it - I thought of Oliver. Like alright fineeeee this is a guy Idek on the internet just doing his own thing and posting fitness reels but his body. IT LOOKED. LIKE. OLIVER. AND HIS HAIR WAS LIKE AIKU’S TOO! I’m not even joking - The shaggy hair down at the back minus the green highlights - it’s like the way I imagined Oliver’s body to be like. And- I really wasn’t expecting to see THAT in the morning. So it was a really great start to my day- and I couldn’t stop thinking about it for a whole day so I had to save it. I posted the link for a bit so that blue (💙 anon) and other Aikuists could check it out and we were just fawning over this guy. I took the link down soon after cause I didn’t want anyone reblogging it and creating chaos. I’ll put the link again and take it down in 10 mins. I’m telling you though. IT. WAS. FUCKING. HOT. (i'll be putting up the link in a bit and taking it down too you should totally take a look at it- cause the content is not mine neither do i know the guy but FUCK. THAT LOOKED LIKE OLIVER.) The free access to clothes 😭 Happy relationship = yandere bf + a very introverted partner oliver stealing my oversized clothes in the corner I'm an introverted person as well introverted enough to terrify a yandere as well istg- idk who that was, but it was rude to push shove someone and not apologize for it or even an excuse me. and the girl who spoiled wednesday, never saw her again. i get that someone's enthusiastic about a show, but at the same time... some consideration for people around you 😭 anyway, that times gone and i got a lot of better things to move onto like movies, working out and just overall, making myself happy and having a good day yk? *Sending hugs back*

#belle.☏#.moot🍦: ✨ anon

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delcakoo · 1 year

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AAAAAA HELLO BUBS💙💙💙 HOW ARE YOU??? I woke up from a nap and just started eating and its so yummy bro wbU?? we have diff time zones from what i know so you'll prolly get this early in the morning HAHAHA.. what did i miss?? anything you've got to say to me? any updates or literally just aNYTHING IM DOWN WITH WHATEVER. fill me up 😔 oh also, i recently found someone has a crush on me ALTHOUGH I CANT REALLY SEEM TO BELIEVE IT BECAUSE LIKE ITS SO NOT OFTEN. LIKE IDK HOW TO HANDLE IT YESTERDAY THAT PERSON WHO HAD A CRUSH ON ME WAS ON THE SAME GROUP AS ME AND NGL, if u observe his body language hes kinda uh idk he makes joke TOOOOO much. true or not i hope it isn't because like I DON'T LIKE ENGAGING MYSELF IN THINGS LIKE THAT. LIKE I NEVER WANTED TO KNOW UNTIL MY CLASSMATE TOLD ME ABT IT, saying he talks about me and his friends in a gc im not in. whether its true or not i hope whatever he says about me are nice things, idek if hes a good guy like ok ure allowed to like me but if you talk abt me in any way that isn't appropriate, gtfo. BUT ANYWAY DID U MISS ME? because i did and ure my only best friend that i update my days abt so bare with me pls😔 i hope im not like to yk exaggerating if i make u uncomfy soemtimes tellme OKAY??? oh omg we have science tmrw going to lab and do some experiments im vv excited, whats ur fav subj my love?? mines science!!!! daily reminder to take care of yourself ema. i love u okAy BABYEE UPDATE U AGAIN💙

-m💙

MOONIE THE LOML <3 AHH IM SORRY I REPLIEF SO LATE BUT I HOPE U ATE WELL HEHE I AM GOODDDD! VV BUSY FOR SOME REASON IT’S LIKE PROJECT SEASON AT MY SCHOOL LIKE I HAVE 3 PROJECTS TO DO 😍😍 hmmhmh u didnt miss much !! my life has been very satisfactory rn i dont have any tea to spill 🙄 i love my irl friends so much i’m lucky enough to be in a rlly secure group of ppl so i’ve been super happy and well!! mmm i’ve been listening to on a ride by red velvet, yummy by after school, and anxiety by jvke recently AND OH OH ANOTHER SUPER GREAT THING. at my school u need to have two hours of service in the sports department to graduate for some wack reason, AND CURRENTLY WE’RE HAVING THIS BIG BASKETBALL TOURNEY right? so so me n my friend were like ok. lets sign up for the first thinf we see CUZ WE WANTED TO GET THESE HOURS DONEEE 😭 AND WE THOUGHT WE SIGNED UP FOR SECURITY, BUT APARENTLY ITS THIS THING CALLED ‘HOSPITALITY’ WHERE ALL WE FUCKING DO IS SIT BEHIND THE TEAM AND CHEER THEM ON AND GIVE THEM THEIR WATER AND SHI ☠️☠️ my other friends have to do like refilling waterbottles and concession and shit meanwhile I GOT FRONT ROW SEATS TO THE GAME FOR DOING NOTHING AND I GET MY HOURS ALONG THE WAY LMAOO 🧌🧌🧌🧌 classic ema W am i right 🙏

AND OMFGGGG THATS SO EXCITING DO U KNOW THE GUY WELL? 😭 DO U THINK U COULD LIKE HIM BACK OR NAH ??? AND YES OFC I MISSED U ur such a sweetheart n’ i love getting ur messages :(( <3 YOU’RE NOT EXAGGERATING AT ALL MY DEAR I RLLY DONT MIND KEEP DOING IT ISHSJNDD MWAH!! and. science is like. my least favourite LMAOOOO 😭 MOON TUTOR ME WTF I LITERALLY SUCK ASS AT EVERYTHING SCIENCE 🙁🙁 THAT DOES SOUND FUN THO I HOPE THE LAB WENT WELL!!! my favorites probably english jsjsjs all i know is i’m a english/socials over math/science person 😭😭😭

YES OF COURSE U TOO DARLING DRINK LOTS OF WATER AND EAT WELL PKAY???? SMOOCH SMOOCH LOVE U TOOOOO 💗💗💗💗💗

#delcakoo #m anon

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writingpun · 2 years

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nona da ninth spoilers just my thoughts abt it no real structure. lol

i liked a lot of nona but i truly feel like the book coulda been half the size tbh, there were so many Events and Things that i felt like were kind of trivial? i thought the schoolkids were cool and all, but they super fizzle out as soon as the main plot w blood of eden/the Houses gets going, and partly only serve as an introduction to Angel, who’s important because they add another thread to the UNRESOLVED PLOT HOOKS tapestry (the message). couldn’t be fucked to remember most of the more banal events that happen throughout the first half although maybe that’s just cuz i read the first half yesterday and the second half today.

All that said i like a lot o’ the gender fuckery (natch) and jod’s backstory imo was done very well. i think tamsyn muir has a real knack for writing narratives that take a little thinking to unwind, because there’s stuff that’s obviously missing or being skewed in the favor of the narrator. It was a big part of harrow the ninth, and it crept in during gideon, and it shows up here in a pretty big way. Even before the whole “i killed almost all of humanity oop” there was this building sense that jod’s whole heavy is the head schtick was a facade made to cover up the scared bitch underneath who would literally rather wipe the brains of everyone he loves and start again than admit he fucked up big time. I think the writing of Nona’s perspective was also pretty clever such that we the reader could glean what was going on sometimes even when Nona was completely clueless. I’m stupid and my brain is small but I appreciate being given the chance to rub my two little brain cells together while im reading something.

also when i was scrolling thru the tags i came across some paul hate. absolutely not in this house. paul rules. shoutout to palamades and camilla theyre real ones but im excited to see what their literally like steven universe dragon ball fusion is gonna do. Also, ngl, they seem to have a whole “intellectual joy and curiosity even when applied to terrible things” trait that im a little bit of a sucker for. ALSO they are nonbinary. fuck yeah .

truly do not understand what is going on with gideon at all (god bles,s). at first i was pretty sure she was a jod puppet, and then i wasn’t, and i saw some theories about her missing her “heart” which is fun but im also eh on it for purely personal taste reasons. I think it would be fun if jod was fucking with her brain somehow, or if she did the tampering herself--mirror what harrow did in harrow the ninth. i saw something about tamsyn saying harrow and gid are never getting back together in an interview buut im holding out hope that they’ll at least, like. talk. i wanna see them actually address all of the shit that’s gone down between them, indirectly, over the past two books.

also i have no idea what the fuck is going on with the bible stuff but i am sitting in the back and nodding peacefully. sure! you go you funky lesbians. shoutout to all the ex catholics in fandom going apeshit they seem to be having fun

#the locked tomb #nona the ninth spoiler #nona the ninth #store.writingpun

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 6 days

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Lovely Ari!! 🌼

I'm so happy you liked/enjoyed my ideas/thoughts re Kenjaku! ❤️

Honestly, sometimes Kenjaku occupies a little bit too much of my brain space! :)

That is so true – I would just love to know the extent to which Kenny relates to the figures surrounding their host's body. (Do they feel a stronger connection, perhaps, to Yuji than Choso considering the whole pregnancy aspect? I can just... never get over that! I can't believe Kenny was PREGNANT. That's so crazy! Especially considering how tough pregnancy is!!)

(Also, also, I know I'm going on a little bit of a semi-deranged ramble here, but imagine if Kenny had a child with their first partner in their 'original' life? Or if their partner and that (perhaps unborn, just to make things cruel for Kenny) child died and so that's almost another perhaps subconscious reason as to why Kenny ended up spawning so many children? Or maybe that never happened at all! Maybe they don't feel any sort of affection/feelings towards their numerous children! Who knows?)

Also, do they prefer some hosts over others, irrespective of their abilities/usefulness? Like do they prefer Suguru over Kaori? Kaori over Noritoshi? Do they care about looks? Do they miss their original body? What did they look like? Does that even matter? Would their memories from their first life be memorable at this point since so many centuries have passed since then? (I'm guessing their partner's body would be their favourite host? Or... or would it be the reverse? A constant reminder of their untimely demise?)

I... I almost imagine Kenjaku discovering their ability in response to their lover dying. Or perhaps they did know beforehand? But hoped that it would never come to this. I'm not sure... (Like how did they even discover that they have this ability? Did their partner know beforehand? Did their partner give them the green light to take over their body before they died? If so, then why? Was it because it was a useful body? A powerful one with coveted abilities? Would that even matter to Kenny at that point? Or was Kenny just so desperate to keep something of their partner? Like when exactly did they start cooking up their plan?)

But I just... I find the idea of Kenny having a partner who just indulged them and listened to their ramblings with a soft smile so romantic? And imagine Kenny just missing that? Like even after all those centuries, they just miss their person who just used to smile at them and softly cup their face as they rambled on and on, only to shut them up with a soft, loving kiss? Like Kenny just yaps so much, but imagine there being someone who just found that endearing?

Like would Kenny want to try and substitute that presence by finding someone else? Or would that connection be something sacred that they would cling onto and make it a vow not to have a connection like that with anyone because no one can replace the beauty of their lover in their mind?

And about the body... I am just so intrigued by the idea of Kenny assuming the body of their former lover. Like imagine touching the body that you used to touch? Like Kenny used to pleasure that body, and now it's their body? How insane is that?!

And would they recreate their lover's mannerisms from memory, too, just to feel some sort of connection to them? Or would that be too traumatic? Or would they just... try out doing that only to dissolve into tears? I just... I find it so fascinating.

I'm sorry for the long message... I just... I have a lot of thoughts, and I'm glad I can finally get them off my chest! :))

KENNY ANON .

first of all!! forgive meeee for how long this has been rotting in my drafts 😭😭 i thought of it yesterday and finally got my brain to cooperate w me :’3 I LOVE ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS SM!!!! kenny is suchhh a fascinating and fun character…… and thinking abt their potential love life is also so fun hehe.

AND PLSSSS kenny being pregnant will never not make me insane 😭😭 the fact that his domain expansion is literally modelled after a buddhist womb realm too LMAO….. i love it sm bc of how. insane it is but also bc it makes so much sense!!! kenny has lived for so long, pondering abt the human existence…. ofc they’d want to experience giving birth at some point. even just as an intellectual curiosity!!!! i also kinda love all the fandom jokes abt kenny getting pregnant all the time 💀 the idea of him enjoying pregnancy as a fun hobby makes me LOSE it . he’s a freak!!!

i also really like your idea abt kenny’s connection to children!!! it’d be super interesting if kenny had a child in their original life …. somehow i feel like they didn’t, but . we just don’t know!!! and their connection to their current children is one of the most interesting things abt them imo. the idea of him maybe feeling more ”love” towards yuji bc he carried him in his own womb is rlly tasty to me…. his ”thank you for getting along with my son” moment is one of my favs!!! like!!!!!!! does he see him as a son? or just a means to meet an end??

and !!!! all your thoughts abt his possible past lover r soso interesting to me too!!!!! :3 there are so many possibilities ……. him puppeteering his beloved’s corpse is suchhhh a good concept. AND. i also wonder abt his ability all the time!!!! how the hell did he even discover it??? 😭😭 hhhhhhh i wanna see their backstory SOOOO bad i need gege to bring them back rn…….. we want answers!!!

AND 🥺🥺🥺 wahhhh i also love that dynamic soso much. kenny being a yapper and his partner being a listener…… ohhhh that’s so precious to me. his yapping IS so endearing!!!!! T_T the idea of his s/o being calm and sweet…... and him missing them…… talking to himself and wishing they were there to reply ……….. kenny is just so detached i think. the idea of him Not being like that is so foreign to me but!!! i’m sure that was the case during his first life :’3…

^ AND THIS!!!! ANONNNNN i love this sm…… personally i think it’s the latter!!!!! i feel like kenjaku isn’t the type to replace his old friends and lovers with new ones…… he’s met so many people, lost so many people, and i think that if anything he’s the type to just . remember them. if he really loves them. people just can’t be replaced and i think someone who’s lived as long as kenny has knows that!!! i lovelovelove the idea of him wanting to keep the memory of his lover intact 🥺 i feel like he’s kind of a romantic…. deep down….. not conventionally…… but it’s there.

wahhhh thank you sm for sharing these thoughts w me!!!! :3 i’ve been thinking of him a lot lately…. and i think his past is . just . so fun to wonder abt!!!! i rlly rlly rlly hope we can get some kenny crumbs in the manga soon……. sniffle

#wishing you a lovely day <333 #kenny…. the creature that you are………..#he makes me a little ill #ask tag ✩#kenny !! ✩

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nouies · 1 year

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HELLOOOOO from your secret santa🎄🧑🏻‍🎄🤍:

I'm really sorry for the very late message, life it's been very busy this couple of days and the closest we get to Christmas, the more crazy my work gets:( But here I am again, just trying to cheer up your day a little bit<33. I hope you didn't miss me too much;).

First things first, how are you? I'm glad you had a good day yesterday and I really hope you had a wonderful day today as well ❤️‍🩹.

So, you're a math teacher, huh? You clever girl. That's amazing! I've always been the worst at Maths, I don't hate them, I respect them but they're so difficult! I mean, I know it's just practice and logic but sometimes my brain frozes at the sight of many numbers hahaha:( So, how you do it? Have you always liked Maths? I'm interested! ☺️

Omg, such a nice combo of colors! I like Pink too! It's really cute and you can mix it with a lot of different colors and it'll look good! And pink it's definitely a calm person color! So i get it <3 One of your favorite numbers it's also one of mine😱. Crazy coincidence, don't you think?

It's amazing to know that our birthdays are close to each other. My birthday is in July and it's also when the springs ends and summer begins. I'm a summer baby!! 🌞 What season do you like more? I used to love summer but where I live it's really really hot, it's unbearable but when it's winter it's too freaking cold, so I prefer autumn, always.

This message is getting so long, my god. I'm sorry but I love to talk a lot, if you can see. So I'll make this quick, my questions for today are: do you consider yourself an introvert or extrovert person? Do you like cats or dogs? And last but no least, favorite song when you where a child? 👀

I'm loving getting to know you better, hope you been liking it too <33

Have a good rest of your evening/night. Sending you a big and warm hug. xx 😙

helloooooo! omg santa, you’re so sweet! please don’t worry abt the messages, i was too happy that i got two yesterday that i didn’t worry much abt getting one today, please don’t stress abt it! hopefully you’re not too stressed? if you even feel too tired just send an emoji and i’ll know, okay? no need to say more <3 but yes, i still missed you.

i’m good, today was eventful really except for some disciplinary matters that i had to deal with my students but nothing big. after worked i came home and watched a match from the world cup, then i read a fic and took a nap. do you like football? fics? naps? hehe. how was your day?

i’ve always been interested in maths and i think part of me being a teacher comes from the times i used to help my classmates with their exercises. i think we’re all good at math bc they’re literally everywhere. you don’t have to solve a quadratic equation to be good at maths, so i’m sure you’re excellent!

i’m so happy to know we both like pink and, what was the number we coincide on? it’s crazy but maybe it’s just something telling us that we’ll get along just fine!

oh, a summer baby! i think we’re in the same hemisphere then hehe. i think i always say fall is my fave season but where i live it’s always hot so there isn’t really a difference between seasons. i like the ~aesthetic though.

you can write and talk as much as you want to, please feel free! i love reading your thoughts. :) and to answer your questions; i’m definitely an introvert even if i talk a lot, but it takes some time for me to be totally comfortable sharing my thoughts hehe. i like both, but i lean towards cats bc i have one! he’s my most precious thing in the world! and a song that i remember listening and singing when i was a toddler was “what’s up?” by 4 non blondes. every time i listen to it, i get flashbacks. it’s not my fave song but i wouldn’t know how to pick one. do you have a fave song?

thank you so much for your message, it brightened up my day! hope you’re having a nice evening. sending a hug back. <333

#bss22 #anonymous #answered

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lilywhisperer · 1 year

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yeah i dont have much ducktales content on my dash either </3 ive gotta start finding some good ducktales blogs to follow soon ,,,,

ah what i meant by the kfp series was the movies sorry abkshsbkshs i thought it was clear </3 on the topic of the kfp tv show series tho - i actually only found out abt it yesterday n i might check it out when i have the time ? since i miss the characters a lot already </3 im always rlly wary of spin-off shows tho , because theyre usually just cash grabs

good luck with both the crush and the math !! i dont know which ones harder lol

(the candy is v cute /gen ty <3)

Oooh, makes sense sorry ksks

Yeah... Spin-offs are a complicated topic :/ Some are good but a big part of them are bad, so I'm usually not found of them..

The crush is waaaaaaay harder ksks, but thanks either way ! I just need to stop being lazy and study the goddamn multiplication sheet is literally my only issue, I know the rest >:[[ (mad at myself, not u, ily <3)

(ALSO I'M GLAD YOU LIKED IT !! <33)

#sorry for the capslocks i just got excited :]]#leeway interacts with earthlings #leeway's dearies #ghostapop !! 🍬

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morefandomscenarios · 2 years

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hiii!!! i hope youre having a nice day <3

idk if your is open but you can ignore this if you dont accept any requests at the moment??

i hope you accept birthday request! my birthday is 24 april! i just need to dump this scenario before i forget abt it 😭

asl brothers planning a surprise party for their younger sister but almost got caught by her??? i just need smtg chaotic with them tbh 😭

A/N: Hi, Maira sweetie! It is open, you're good!! 💗 This might be a little early, but here you go!!

Also thank you for sending in this request, I love writing chaotic ASL, they give me life. Chaotic family dynamics always put a smile on my face :D

🏷 Tags: platonic, younger sister reader

"Well, then it has to be green!"

"But then it won't match the cake."

"Hey, hey, hey, can we have meat-flavored cake??"

The two older boys turn towards their younger brother, one giving him an exasperation look and the other half-grinning in amusement. Ace's fist hit Luffy's head in a not-so-gentle smack, causing the boy to whine and rub the resulting bump.

"That's disgusting!! Be serious, this is [name]'s cake!!"

"But I AM being serious!!!"

"Luffy... Let's keep the cake chocolate-flavored. We'll have many meat dishes on the side anyway. Did you contact Sanji already?" Sabo asks in a gentler tone, trying to be the civil one among the three as usual. Normally you would be the one who took this role, keeping your rowdy brothers in check, but alas they just have to plan this without you, so he had to wear the cape.

"..... I forgot."

The blond's fingers tighten around his pen, a short sigh escaping his throat before he pens down an additional task under his name on the paper. It looks very imbalanced now, with about twenty or so items under his name and a lot fewer items under Ace's and Luffy's name, "I should've known. I'll contact him. Can you fetch your phone and give me his phone number?"

"Okay," the shorter boy turned, and walked a few steps, before suddenly turning back with a sheepish grin, "I forgot where my phone is."

He's your brother he's your brother he's your brother, Sabo chants within his head, the serene smile on his face slipping a little, "Well... Perhaps you should try to remember where you last put it. When was the last time you held it?"

"Yesterday! Torao helped to type some notes!" Luffy lifted his bandaged arm, the result of his most recent shenanigans of climbing a tree to save a trapped cat.

".... And have you been following those notes...?"

"......... No?"

Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace, Sabo, he imagines Dalai Lama preaching into his soul, tempering the flickering flame of rage into a calm, steady fire, just like the flame of a candle on serene nights, "Fetch your phone, young man."

"But-"

"Now."

Luffy gulps and sprints away frantically, trying to remember where he last left the gadget, shouting to Ace that he'll borrow the older boy's phone to call and locate the missing electronic. Sabo sighs and turns towards Ace when he doesn't hear the middle child answering, only to find the black-haired boy in deep thought.

"Ace? You've been really silent this whole time, what's wrong?"

Ace blinks and looks towards Sabo, the prominent frown still etched deep between his brows.

"..... I was supposed to contact Thatch, wasn't I?"

"To help Sanji cook for the party, yes. What about-"

Sabo stops.

Ace grins sheepishly, the same grin Luffy gave just mere minutes ago.

If you open your ears and listen closely, you can hear a muffled screaming and an explosion coming from inside Sabo's head.

When you return home fifteen minutes later, you find Ace and Luffy sitting on the floor, head hung low, with Sabo scolding the two, literal fire burning in his eyes while a rapid succession of elegant-but-clearly-angered words spill out from his mouth - though he immediately stops upon seeing you watching them in confusion.

You ask them what happened, but all three of them stubbornly persist in not telling you the truth, only shaking their heads like a synchronized pack of meerkats and denying your accusations. Finally, you relent and tell them that you'll be in your room, and they collectively sigh in relief. You hold back from chuckling - after all, this happens every year, and you have an inkling you know what it was all about.

And just like every year, you'll act surprised when the time comes.

#one piece #sabo #portgas d. ace #monkey d. luffy #scenario

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yoongiseesawmp3 · 3 years

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just about perfect - seonghwa

howdy folks, back with another fic but i’m switching it up on ya! i might start writing regularly for ateez as well so y’all are cool with that right? right.

summary: this is NOT inspired by seonghwa saying he watches nevertheless. why would you even think that.

warnings: not the kind of warning u were expecting but there’s no smut (i know its based off a show abt friends with benefits so that’s why i’m warning u. do not get ur hopes up) a little cussing, a lotta me waxing poetic abt the perfect man park seonghwa. also slight tomfoolery from the teezers

word count: 10.6k

the bookstore just off campus is your current go-to study spot, mostly because the cafe inside has a drink special where you buy one coffee and get a voucher for the new bakery next door. so, let’s just say the past few days you’ve been well caffeinated and well fed. you’re on the way there now, already planning out what your treats are going to be.

today you were supposed to meet your “study group” after your last class of the day, but it looks like you’re the only one here so far. and you say “study group” loosely, the professor for your music theory elective encouraged everyone to make a study group for the upcoming final and your group of friends chose to work together. there’s been no studying going on, though.

especially not when hongjoong’s new friend seonghwa has been flirting with you literally nonstop. he’s apparently friends with everyone else in your group too. san knows him from an art class they took together last semester, meanwhile wooyoung and yeosang claim they lived on seonghwa’s floor freshman year and he always bought them booze. seonghwa denies it, only because hongjoong would slap him if he admitted to buying alcohol for underage kids.

tasteful delinquency aside, seonghwa is a fine person. you mean personality fine, not like, fine fine even though san would beg to differ. he knows you’ve developed a thing for seonghwa despite trying not to, and he’s secretly trying to get you two together.

which is why san suddenly texts you and says he can’t make it, and neither can yeosang or wooyoung. they decided to ditch studying to practice for the final in their dance class instead, so it’ll be just you, seonghwa and hongjoong. and little did you know, hongjoong was trying to do the same thing as san. so we’ll see how this goes.

“y/n, you can’t do that,” hongjoong warns you, referring to the scale you were trying to fill out.

“why not?” you ask, looking down at your work and wondering what’s wrong.

“because it’ll sound like shit,” seonghwa replies before sipping his coffee.

“what he said,” hongjoong agrees, grabbing your paper and erasing some of the notes you had scribbled out. “it should look more like this.”

you glance over at what he’s done on top of your old work and sigh. you took this class because you like music, and you thought learning about how it works would be interesting, but it’s hard.

“can’t you just do all my work for me?” you plead. at this rate, you don’t think you’ll be able to pass the final.

“no, i don’t want you dragging me down in this class,” hongjoong replies. “my grades are great.”

“i hate you.”

“what are you struggling with, y/n?” seonghwa asks as he finally looks up from his laptop. he had been working on an assignment for another class this whole time because he, like hongjoong, is great with music theory. so maybe this study group was a good thing.

“here, you can switch seats with me,” hongjoong says as he clears the spot next to you on the weathered loveseat. “i’m going to look for a book i should’ve started reading two weeks ago.”

before you can protest, seonghwa is sliding his laptop across the coffeetable and slides himself into the spot next to you. when he sits you notice your thighs are touching, which is weird because there was plenty of space when hongjoong was here. you don’t know that seonghwa is doing this on purpose, that hongjoon really left so he could flirt with the cute cashier in the cafe to give you and seonghwa some alone time.

“so,” seonghwa starts once he’s settled. “what are you struggling with?”

“hmm, all of it?” you reply. your answer makes seonghwa smile, and you like the way his eyes sparkle when he does.

“then i guess we’ll be here a while.”

about an hour later, seonghwa has walked you through all the major and minor scales you need to know for the test and you’re starting to understand a little more. you’re still having problems with the back of the study guide where you have to come up with note combinations that can apply to those scales, but you have time to work on that since the final is two weeks out. right now, your brain is fried and you need a break.

“do you mind if i go get a coffee?” you ask seonghwa, who was in the middle of sending you the minor scale cheat sheet he made. he looks up from his laptop and shakes his head before he speaks.

“i would only mind if i can’t come with you.”

“it’s literally right over there, why do you need to come with me?” you question.

“i think i would just miss you too much,” he pouts, and you roll your eyes. seonghwa shuts his laptop and stands up. “what if i need coffee too?”

“you already had one,” you remind him as you stand.

“yeah,” he nods. “but teaching you is exhausting, so i need another. c’mon.”

he walks ahead of you to the counter, and you’re too busy searching for your wallet to notice he took his jacket off, revealing a sneaky tattoo on the back of his neck. it isn’t until you’re behind him in line that you get a look at the hand drawn star right on the nape of his neck, and you have to refrain from reaching out to trace the lines.

“i didn’t know you had a tattoo,” you decide to say. he turns around and instinctively rubs his hand across the tattoo, smiling at you with those sparkly eyes again.

“yeah, i have a couple,” he replies. “but this one is my favorite.”

“why?”

“because my name means ‘to become a star’, so i like knowing that i have a reminder with me all the time,” he explains.

“nice. it’s really pretty.”

“thanks, so are you.”

“sir?” the barista calls, pulling seonghwa’s attention from you. he steps up to give his order as you stare at the tattoo again, noticing alongside it a couple of freckles that almost make it look like a constellation.

“y/n?” seonghwa’s voice draws you out of your thoughts and you realize he’s finished ordering. “what do you want?”

“oh, i can get it,” you begin, but he cuts you off.

“no, my treat,” he insists, and you sheepishly walk up to the counter to give your order. seonghwa makes a mental note of what you get, and he also snatches the bakery voucher from you before you can put it in your pocket. you make a confused sound and seonghwa laughs.

“why’d you do that?” you whine.

“you only get to use it if you come with me to the bakery later,” he teases. “say yes or i’m drinking your coffee and getting myself an extra cupcake.”

“fine,” you huff. “but i have an assignment due at midnight, so i can’t stay long.”

“it’s 4pm, that’s not enough time for you to finish it?” he asks while you step out of the way for the next customers.

“i haven’t started yet,” you admit.

“you like saving things until the last minute, don’t you?”

“what makes you say that?”

“well, it looks like you haven’t been studying music theory at all, and now this,” he shrugs.

“not everybody can be perfect like you, park seonghwa,” you grumble as the barista places two coffee cups on the bar. you hear seonghwa giggle shortly, and you give him a questioning look.

“so you think i’m perfect?” he smirks.

it’s the next day, almost midnight, and you really need spray paint.

why? well, you’re stressed because you have so much to study for your finals and you don’t know where to start. yes, seonghwa helped yesterday, but he’s not in all your other classes, so you’ve decided you need a break from tearing your hair out over the material you can’t comprehend. the best way to distract yourself from that is to finally paint that dresser you got from a garage sale a few months ago, hence the spray paint.

thankfully, san is still awake, and he has a car, so you ask him to pick you up for a quick run to the art supply store that’s surprisingly still open. a bonus of going to college in the city, you can get anything almost whenever you need it.

“thanks for coming to get me,” you tell san as you hop into his car.

“no problem,” he replies. “i was bored and hongjoong said he needed paint pens so this is a win-win situation. plus, i get to hear about your date with seonghwa yesterday.”

“it was not a date,” you groan, choosing to ignore the suggestive way san is looking at you right now.

“but you spent the whole afternoon together,” san starts. “he bought you coffee and you went to the bakery together and talked about, like, your favorite colors and stuff. sounds like a date to me.”

“how do you know all that?”

“seonghwa told hongjoong and then hongjoong told me,” he explains as he turns onto the street that’ll take you to the art store.

“well tell hongjoong that i’m still mad at him for ditching us,” you reply. “and i’m still kinda mad at you and the other two for bailing in the first place.”

“hey, if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have had your first date with seonghwa,” san points out.

“it was not a date!” you cry. “we studied most of the time we were together, then he bought my coffee and bullied me into going to the bakery. i couldn’t stay long because i had a paper to write, so we talked about stupid shit until i had to leave.”

“it sounds like the beginning of true love to me,” san sing-songs.

“stop the car, i’ve decided to walk.”

when you get to the store, san separates from you quickly because he sees his friend mingi behind the counter. they’re busy talking while you search the store for the paints, and you’re so busy looking up at the aisle names that you don’t notice you’re about to run into someone.

“hey-” you start to complain, but you recognize the man you almost bumped into. “oh, seonghwa.”

“y/n,” he smiles at you. “what are you doing out so late?”

“uh, distracting myself from how small my brain is,” you explain. “what are you doing here?”

“hongjoong needed paint pens,” he says, and you’re about two seconds away from finding san and slapping him. did they really plan this too?

“why didn’t he come get them?” you ask as you remember what you’re here to find. your eyes scan the aisle behind seonghwa and you spot the paint cans at the end, but he’s in your way.

“i offered,” he says with a shrug.

“you must be a really good friend, then.”

“well you did call me perfect yesterday, so...” he trails off, smirking. you roll your eyes at him but can’t help the blush creeping up your neck. he interrupts his new favorite activity of staring deeply into your eyes (just to fluster you, of course) and he sees that you’re looking past him at the shelves of paint. “you need something down here?”

“um, yeah, the spray paint,” you reply, awkwardly trying to skirt around him to get into the aisle. he steps aside to let you through, but still follows you as you search for the color you want.

“what are you making?”

“i’m painting a scuffed up dresser i’ve had for a while, so i want something simple that’ll go with the rest of the things in my room,” you explain as you stop walking and crane your neck to scan the bottles on the top shelf. seonghwa stops behind you and places his hand on the small of your back as he reaches for a can just out of your reach.

“what about this one?” he offers, handing you a can of light blue paint. it’s really pretty, and it’ll stand out with the white furniture you already have, but you really like it.

“oh, that’s perfect!” you say as you take the can from his hands.

“there you go again,” seonghwa teases, and you shoot him a questioning look. he smiles as he responds. “calling me perfect?”

“i said the paint was perfect, weirdo,” you snap. “but thank you for finding this.”

“anytime,” he tells you. “you said your favorite color was blue right?”

“right...” you mumble, thinking back to the conversation you had at the bakery yesterday. “how’d you remember?”

“ugh, i’m hurt!” he exclaims, hand flying to his chest in mock surprise. “i can’t believe you already forgot that it’s my favorite color too.”

“hm, guess i was too distracted by how perfect you are,” you joke. seonghwa laughs at that, a sharp sound that seemed to catch him off guard. he covers his mouth to stifle the sound, but you’re close enough to the cash register now that it draws attention from san and mingi.

“find what you need?” san asks with a shit eating grin.

“hm, just about,” you say as you place the paint on the counter. “couldn’t find a hammer big enough to drop on your head, though.”

“wow, harsh,” san scoffs. “and to think i brought you here out of the goodness of my heart.”

you’re too busy half-bickering with san to notice that seonghwa has paid for your paint and the pens he promised hongjoong. he mumbles something to mingi, who then hands him a piece of paper. he scribbles his number down for you before handing you the can and his number.

“i gotta go, but i’ll see you later for study group, right?” he confirms. you’re still processing the fact that he keeps buying things for you and you can’t respond in time, so san steps in.

“yeah, y/n will be there,” san assures seonghwa. he nods and shoots you one last smile before he excuses himself and leaves. you’re stuck with san and that stupid grin again. he looks at you and then checks the paper with seonghwa’s number on it. “yep, i think you got what you needed.”

even though seonghwa very willingly gave you his number, you’re still afraid to text him. it’s kind of hard to believe that he’s into you the way you’re into him, so you’re fine with just seeing him for study dates. or, uh, not study dates. study gatherings. with just the two of you. because the other guys have bailed, again.

this time, though, you’re not working on music theory. you have an assignemnt due for your ethics class, and you need family and friends to read about your results from this morals test. you wanted san to do it, but he’s currently “chasing a sweet piece of ass,” whatever that means. he’s probably bothering his lab partner that he claims descended from greek gods. you would usually tease him for saying something like that, but it’s a thought you’ve had about seonghwa, so you kept your mouth shut.

anyway, you know you need someone to answer these questions for you, but you can’t bring yourself to ask seonghwa. he kept up his “perfect” demeanor again today, showing up at the bookstore before you so he could get you the coffee you like. you would ask why he keeps doing things like this for you, remembering your favorite color and your coffee order, but you’re afraid he’ll stop if you bring it up. little do you know, every time he learns something new about you, he writes it down in his notes app, keeping a running tab of the things you like.

“y/n?” you hear him ask. his voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you realize you’ve been staring at him this whole time. the smirk you’ve become so familiar with makes another appearance as he gets ready to tease you. “something on your mind?”

“no, i...no,” you stutter. “i’m just thinking.”

“about what?” he questions as he lifts his coffee cup to his lips. you watch the way he slightly pouts them before taking a sip and you have to stop yourself from staring again.

“just this ethics assignment i want to finish,” you explain. “sorry, i didn’t realize i was staring at you.”

“must be an important assignment,” he nods, leaning forward to put his cup back on the table in front of you. you get another glimpse at the star tattoo on his neck as he does. “because i was definitely staring at you too, and you didn’t even notice.”

“oh?”

“yep,” he confirms. “i was giving you my best puppy dog eyes and everything.”

“puppy dog eyes?” you ask, unsure of what’s coming. “do you need something?”

“eh, not really,” he shrugs. “i’m just worried.”

“why?”

“you never texted me the other night.”

“after the art store?” you ask incredulously.

“isn’t that when i gave you my number?” he smirks.

“i didn’t think you wanted me to text you immediately...”

“well, it’s been three days and i still don’t have your number,” he pouts.

“hold on a second,” you mumble, reaching for your bag. you fumble around in there, searching for the piece of paper with seonghwa’s number on it as he watches you fondly.

“what are you doing?”

“looking for your number,” you reply like it’s obvious. seonghwa laughs a little and places his hand on your arm to stop you.

“you do know i’m right next to you, and i could just put my number in myself?” he asks, eyes sparkling as he half-smiles at you. you blush, because no, you weren’t thinking about that. you sheepishly hand him your phone and watch as he adds his number and then texts himself. he gives your phone back and replaces it with his own before asking, “what’s your favorite emoji?”

“um, the smiling cowboy?” you offer, not sure why he’s asking. he laughs again, like he did in the art store, but this time it’s harder for him to quiet the breathy giggles coming from his chest.

“why that one?” he asks, typing something quickly.

“it’s funny,” you shrug. “why?”

“needed something cute to put next to your name, but you’re a weirdo, so it’s not as cute as i was imagining,” he explains, showing you the contact card in his phone. your number is saved as “y/n 🥰🤠” and you can’t help but laugh. you look up at seonghwa, warmth in your eyes, and he starts laughing too.

“see?” you giggle. “it is funny.”

“whatever, at least now i have your number.”

after exchanging numbers with seonghwa, you’re starting to let yourself believe little by little that he might feel the same way you do. it’s not anything serious, but there’s definitely something there. the texts he sends are always flirtatious, and it has your heart beating faster every time you get a notification, hoping that it’s him. you’re in the middle of studying for your spanish final when you feel your phone vibrate on the bed next to you, and you smile when you see who it’s from.

seonghwa 🥺💫, 6:28pm: are you busy rn?

you, 6:28pm: not really, just studying

seonghwa 🥺💫: can’t be studying too much if you replied that quickly 🥸

you: what do u want

seonghwa 🥺💫: be nice :-(

you: sorry

you: hi seonghwa, how are you? what do you want.

seonghwa 🥺💫: come get dinner with me?

you: right now?

seonghwa 🥺💫: no, in 30 years. yes right now

you: but i’m studying ://

seonghwa 🥺💫: liar!

you: fine, when and where?

seonghwa 🥺💫: i’ll pick you up in ten 🤠

“you sure like staying close to campus, huh?” you ask seonghwa as he walks you about a block from your usual hangout and to a little hole in the wall restaurant that looks like it could seat maybe 20 people, uncomfortably.

“i know what i like,” he responds with a shrug. “speaking of things i like, you look nice.”

“oh, thank you,” you semi-laugh. you’d been close to panic trying to figure out what to wear (because you’re not sure if this is a date) so you went with something simple, but you’re glad seonghwa likes it. not that you wanted to impress him. but you did, a little. anyway, he looks...well, perfect, wearing black ripped jeans and a velvet-y navy shirt. you continually have to stop yourself from reaching out and stroking his arm just to feel the soft fabric (and maybe his muscles).

“so i take it you’ve never been here before?” he asks as he hands you a menu. you shake your head no in response. you can’t tell if he’s doing it intentionally, but seonghwa leans closer into your side as he explains. “you pick a main entree, but each dish comes with these sides. they say no substitutes, but i know the guy behind the counter so you can ask for more of something else if you don’t like one of them.”

“i might do that,” you say. “i don’t really want dumplings, so could i get extra sweet potatoes?”

“of course,” he nods, noting the way you smile slightly. it makes your eyes light up, and his heart does a little backflip knowing that he’s the reason for it. well, the sweet potatoes probably are, but he’s the one getting the sweet potatoes, so he’s taking that win for himself. once you both confirm what you want, he places his hand on your back and guides you to the counter.

“hey seonghwa!” the tall guy with a lopsided smile behind the register greets. “long time no see. who’s your friend?”

“hey yunho,” seonghwa smiles back. “this is y/n, a vip, so make sure you give us the good stuff.”

“extra sweet potatoes?” yunho laughs. you and seonghwa both nod as yunho continues taking your order, and you find yourself comfortably leaning into seonghwa as you wait for yunho to calculate the price. before seonghwa can even think about taking his wallet out, you’re handing yunho cash for the food, which makes seonghwa sputter.

“what? y/n, i was going to pay,” he whines, and you simply shake your head.

“nope, my turn,” you tell him. “you’ve bought me coffee too many times.”

“but i asked you out! i don’t want you to pay on our first date if i’m the one who brought you here,” he continues to complain.

“so this is a date?” you confirm, right as yunho asks suggestively “oh, this is a date?”

“yunho, give y/n’s money back,” seonghwa says, ignoring the two of you. “i’m paying.”

“yunho, if you give me that money i’ll be forced to leave and stand seonghwa up for our date,” you say, emphasizing the last word. now you’re glad you wore clean pants.

“seonghwa, why don’t you let y/n pay for this, and then you can get the next one?” yunho suggests, sending you a wink before he turns to the kitchen to share your order with the chef. you’re left with a flustered seonghwa, which is a sight you’re not used to, and it makes you laugh.

“c’mon,” you say as you pull on his arm. “let’s go find a table.”

you’re the only ones in the restaurant, so the food comes out pretty quick, and you have to stifle a laugh when you see that someone has arranged the sweet potatoes on a separate plate in the shape of a heart. seonghwa blushes at this, and you’re taken aback by how shy he’s suddenly become.

for some reason, seonghwa showing signs of nervousness puts you at ease, and you lead the conversation to something stupid san told you about the boys and their shenanigans at their dorm. the story has seonghwa laughing, and he confirms that yes, yeosang does have a sword by the tv, and yes, hongjoong did threaten to use it on him after he lost an intense match of fifa.

“in hongjoong’s defense,” seonghwa begins, “i do think yeosang cheated. wooyoung was definitely helping him.”

“it still sounds ridiculous,” you tell him. “why does anybody need a sword?”

“yeosang is just...yeosang,” seonghwa replies. “he’s weird but he won’t admit that to anyone.”

“i’m just saying, if i went to someone’s house and there was a katana by the tv, i’d haul my ass outta there.” seonghwa giggles at how serious you look, but this conversation reminds him...

“you never showed me your room,” he says bluntly. you pause for a moment, spoon halfway to your mouth, and seonghwa realizes how that must sound. “i mean, the paint, your dresser. you never showed me a picture once you fixed it up.”

“oh,” you breathe out. “let me grab my phone, i can show you.”

“show him what?” a familiar voice suddenly asks from the seat next to you. when you notice that san, and some of your other friends, have snuck their way into the restaurant, you have to keep yourself from groaning.

“why are you here.”

“i’m hungry,” san replies, then turns to seonghwa. “you didn’t tell us you were getting dinner.”

“i didn’t want to,” seonghwa deadpans. “ i wanted it to be just me and y/n.”

“too late for that, pal,” honjoong says as he slides into the seat across from you. “hi y/n.”

“hey hongjoong,” you grumble. “please tell me you’re getting your food to go.”

“we were, but then we saw our good friends eating all by themselves and thought we should join them,” hongjoong teases. by now, the rest of the boys have sat down around you, some at other tables, and one of them you don’t recognize. that must be jongho, their younger “roommate” who technically lives in first year housing but doesn’t get along with the other guy in his room. you’ve heard seonghwa complain that jongho eats all of his snacks.

“well, i hope you enjoy your food, but seonghwa and i were just about to leave,” you lie, looking at seonghwa with a stare that pleads ‘please go along with this.’

“where are you going?” wooyoung asks, one table over.

“my apartment,” you respond quickly, standing up as seonghwa follows your cue with a stupidly adorable look on his face.

“oh, perfect!” san chirps. “we’ll come with you!”

so much for your date with seonghwa. it was hard to stop the boys from insisting they all join you at your apartment, especially after yunho said his shift was over and he could really use some destressing. and by destressing he meant booze, so you currently have 8 tipsy boys scattered across your living room. if you thought they were loud before...it’s amazing that your neighbors haven’t complained yet.

it started off innocent enough, you were just playing card games at first and the loser of each round had to drink. then it turned into never have i ever, and each time you put a finger down you had to drink. then yeosang suggested shots, and it really went downhill from there. san tried convincing everyone to play a round of spin the bottle just for the chance of making you and seonghwa kiss, but mingi and wooyoung were the only ones down, so majority ruled there.

“san, stop pouting,” you laugh, noticing that he’s upset over his evil plan not working out.

“it’s fine,” he lies, duck lips on full display.

“spin the bottle is such a tween-y game too,” jongho pipes in. “and we’re adults, so it would be kinda stupid to play it anyway.”

“says the baby of the group,” yeosang scoffs.

“what about truth or dare?” hongjoong suggests. “still immature, but we can make it fun.”

“yes!” san shouts, suddenly back in a positive mood.

“i’ll start,” mingi volunteers. he takes a deep breath as he looks around the room, eyes narrowing when he looks at you and seonghwa. you’re currently smushed into your armchair together, not really by choice, because the couch is completely full and neither of you wanted to sit on the floor (you know how dirty it is, and seonghwa has a bad hip). thankfully, mingi has mercy on you and directs his gaze to his best friend. “yunho, truth or dare?”

“truth,” yunho slurs out. you’d say he’s the opposite of stressed by now.

“did you sleep with that girl you met at the party last week?”

“no,” yunho replies quickly, cheeks turning a knowing shade of red. “i just walked her home.”

“and went missing until the next morning?” yeosang asks. he gets a few snickers, and you laugh a little too because you remember san and wooyoung talking about their friend who disappeared for a few hours last weekend.

“whatever,” yunho groans. “yeosang. truth or dare.”

“dare,” yeosang chooses confidently.

“kiss wooyoung on the cheek.”

“no,” he replies, just as confidently.

“then take another shot,” yunho concedes, waving his hand at the stubborn boy. wooyoung mumbles something about how kissable he is as yeosang downs what looks like more than just a regular shot.

“this is boring,” jongho whines, which makes him the next target. he chooses dare, and you have to detach yourself from seonghwa so you can go into your kitchen and find the lemon juice in your fridge so jongho can chug what’s left. he’s sputtering after a few sips and gives up, grumbling up to you, “ i hate you for that.”

“hey, it wasn’t my dare,” you defend yourself. “you owe me lemon juice.”

“i’ll give it to you if you choose dare,” jongho challenges. you roll your eyes and take the bait, earning a round of ooo’s from the boys around you.

“make her kiss seonghwa,” someone hisses.

“or me!” wooyoung chirps. jongho looks over at him with a death glare, and wooyoung shrugs. “i just want someone to want to kiss me.”

“i think you’re cut off,” hongjoong says as he leans across your coffee table to move the bottle away from wooyoung.

“everyone be quiet!” san shouts. “jongho has to give y/n a dare.”

“hmmm,” jongho starts, tapping his finger on his chin. “what should i do?”

“for someone who said this was boring, you’re really milking this,” seonghwa says under his breath. you’re perched on the arm of the chair, close enough to hear him, but thankfully no one else does.

“what’s that other childish game called?” jongho wonders aloud. “seven minutes in heaven? i think you should do that with seonghwa.”

“do i have to?” you pout, and your reluctance makes seonghwa stiffen. he thinks you said that because you’re uncomfortable, and not because you don’t want the boys pressing their ear up to the door while the two of you make out.

“rules are rules,” hongjoong concludes, nodding his head toward your room. “go have fun. i’ll keep the kids from bothering you.”

you look to seonghwa, who isn’t looking directly at you. you tentatively take his hand, giving it a squeeze before you stand up and lead him to your room. there are so many catcalls, whistles and cheers coming from your friends that you barely hear san say “take your time! it doesn’t have to be just seven minutes!”

once you get to your room, you let seonghwa go in first and then you lock the door behind you. he quirks an eyebrow at that, and you shrug shyly.

“don’t want one of them bursting in,” you explain. seonghwa nods, and you both fall silent. it’s not necessarily awkward, just tense. you both want to do what seven minutes in heaven is meant for, but you’re not gonna make the first move and seonghwa still isn’t sure you even want to be in this situation. so he takes this time to turn around and take your room in, pointing to your dresser.

“is this it?” he asks. you hum out a yes in response, and he runs his hand over the freshly painted wood. “it looks nice. whoever picked out the color sure knows what he’s doing.”

“eh, he’s just lucky,” you joke, and you both laugh. you move to stand next to him and place your hand on top of his. “sorry we couldn’t finish our date.”

“sorry my friends are so annoying,” seonghwa adds.

“sorry san pushed me into your lap earlier,” you continue, and seonghwa smirks.

“well, i didn’t mind that,” he says. “i wanted you to sit with me, but i didn’t want to draw attention.”

“oh,” you squeak, feeling a blush on its way to your cheeks. a heavy silence falls over you, and seonghwa is the first to break it.

“listen, if you don’t want to kiss me, that’s cool,” he begins. “i kinda got the vibe earlier that you didn’t want to do this, and that’s cool. if you don’t want to do this we’re still cool.”

“you don’t sound very cool about it,” you chuckle, and seonghwa’s face flushes. “but i was only nervous because i didn’t know if you wanted to kiss me.”

“oh i want to kiss you,” he says firmly. “have for a while.”

“why don’t you do it then?” you challenge. seonghwa takes a step closer to you, and before you know it he’s pinned you against your dresser. you balance your hands on it and the cool wood helps you ground yourself as your body heats up from having seonghwa so close.

“are you sure?” he asks, only a few inches from your face. you nod and whisper out “i’m sure” and seonghwa quickly cups your face and smothers you in a kiss. it starts off slow, and your face warms at his touch. once you relax into it you move your lips against his, nipping at his bottom lip slightly and earning a groan from the man before you. you take the chance to slip your tongue past his lips as you bring your hands up to the nape of his neck, slowly brushing through his soft hair. his hands find their way to your waist, gripping tightly but not too hard, and he leans in to get as close to you as possible. you keep kissing for a few moments, but eventually you need to breathe so you lightly tap on his neck. he pulls back, breathing heavy, and his smile shines like the most beautiful stars in the sky. “so?”

“so?” you repeat, equally out of breath.

“that was nice.”

“it was.”

“the boys are gonna know we made out.”

“of course they are,” you laugh. “your lips look swollen.”

“so do yours,” he counters.

“but wasn’t that the whole point of us coming in here?” you ask. your hands have fallen to his chest, and you finally get a chance to smooth out the soft velvet of his shirt. and you notice his chest is very, uh, firm, too.

“we didn’t have to kiss,” he says with a shrug. “we could’ve just talked.”

“about what?” you ask with a smile.

“my keen eye for interior design,” he replies. “how sexy you look in low lighting.”

“so you think i’m sexy?” you tease, and seonghwa rolls his eyes.

“i just had my tongue in your mouth, does that answer your question?”

another silence comes over you both, but this one is lighter than before. you’re subconsciously rubbing your hands over his shirt, and seonghwa brings a hand up to cover yours, stopping it right over his heart.

“we don’t have to tell them,” you offer. “i mean, they kept it a secret from us that they were trying to get us together this whole time.”

“oh no, i was fully aware of that,” seonghwa tells you, and you scoff. “do you think i really wanted to get out past midnight just to buy hongjoong some expensive markers? he never even paid me for them.”

“well now i really don’t want to tell them we kissed,” you whine. “how could everyone be in on this except me?”

“it was more fun that way,” seonghwa teases before pecking your lips. “but we can keep this between us, for now.”

“i think we should,” you say with a nod of finality. “it’s more fun that way.”

“c’mon, let’s go back out there before they send a search party.”

you return to the living room before seonghwa (so he can sneak into the bathroom and fix his hair) and you find most of the boys asleep on the floor. you sigh as your eyes meet hongjoong’s, and he shrugs.

“at least they didn’t bother you,” he says.

“can you help me find pillows and blankets for them, please?” you ask, and he nods before jumping into action. he throws one of the couch pillows down to yeosang, who takes it and hugs it to his chest. you have a couple extras in your hall closet and you pass them to yunho, who’s sitting up when you come back. he places one under mingi and another under jongho and keeps the last one for himself. san and wooyoung are on the couch, and hongjoong tells you he’s fine with the armchair. seonghwa is out of the bathroom by now, and, like the perfect man he is, he’s carrying blankets in his arms. the three of you work on getting all the boys covered before you realize that seonghwa doesn’t have a place to sleep.

“i can take another spot on the floor,” he assures you. “do you have another pillow i can use?”

“let him sleep in your room, y/n,” san mumbles from underneath wooyoung. you pause and look at seonghwa, who’s looking back at you with something you can’t read in his eyes.

“it’s not a bad idea,” hongjoong pipes in from somewhere within the blanket cocoon he made for himself. “he was just there. you can put him on the floor.”

“y/n?” seonghwa asks, pulling your attention back to him. “i don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable.”

you would try to fight it, so you could hopefully ignore taunts from the boys in the morning, but you’re suddenly really tired and you just want to lay down.

“i’m ok with it if you are,” you yawn. “take the rest of those blankets, we can use those for your bed.”

“make good choices,” honjoong mumbles as seonghwa leads you back to your room, and you hear san going “oooooo” as you close your door a second time tonight. this time you don’t lock it though, and when you turn around you see the blankets on the floor and seonghwa sprawled out on your usual side of the bed, so you tell him.

“well why don’t you come join me then?” he teases with a grin. you blush and shake your head.

“scoot over.”

he does, but only by an inch. he still looks at you with that flirty glint in his eyes, and you can only shake your head again as you crawl into the tiny space next to him. he immediately wraps an arm around your waist and gives you a tight hug, placing a kiss on your shoulder.

“thank you,” he whispers into your back.

“for what?” you reply.

“for not putting me on the floor. and for liking me.”

you just woke up from maybe the best night of sleep you’ve ever had. seonghwa’s arms and legs are draped over yours, so you can’t get up without waking him, but having him so close is a welcome source of warmth. your apartment is quiet, and the sun is peacefully filtering into your room through your curtain. it’s the perfect moment, with your perfect boy, until-

“i think they’re still asleep,” you hear someone whisper from the hallway.

“wooyoung, leave them alone!” another voice hisses. there’s silence for a moment, and then a smack, followed by someone jiggling the doorknob to your room. you quickly untangle yourself from seonghwa before you watch as the door cracks open a bit, revealing wooyoung in all his bed-headed glory. you close your eyes as much as you can while still peeking at who’s sneaking into your room, and you see jongho close behind him. he must’ve been the one who got smacked. or did the smacking. either way, they’re both staring at you and seonghwa in your bed, but you notice wooyoung smile and pause.

“i knew it! they definitely got together last night.”

“how do you know?” jongho asks. “maybe y/n let seonghwa sleep on the bed because of his old man hips.”

“whatever. they’re in the same bed, so that’s at least something,” wooyoung replies. “lame, but still something.”

“what did you expect?” jongho asks incredulously. “you thought we would catch them doing it?”

“i mean, not exactly, but couldn’t i get a little cuddling maybe?”

“you want me to cuddle you hyung?” jongho deadpans.

“yes, actually-”

“hey!” a third voice whisper shouts. you hear footsteps and then you see hongjoong pulling wooyoung out of your room by the neck of his shirt. “leave them alone. and you, jongho, i’m surprised you’re playing along with this.”

“well...” jongho mumbles.

“well what?” hongjoong asks, sounding like the mom-est mom to ever mom.

“they’re the only ones that know how to make breakfast.”

“both of you, out! now!” hongjoong semi-shouts, and you feel seonghwa stirring behind you. hongjoong doesn’t realize you’re both awake and closes the door as he leaves.

“what time is it?” seonghwa grumbles out, and your heart skips a beat hearing how deep his voice is when he wakes up.

“early,” you reply, turning around to be face to face with him. his arms slowly snake around you as you look up at him and share a sleepy smile. “how can you look this good when you first wake up?”

“weird, i wanted to ask you the same thing,” seonghwa replies, leaning in to kiss you but you touch your fingers to his lips and stop him, so he pouts.

“uh uh, not until i brush my teeth,” you say as you try to get up, but seonghwa’s grip on your waist keeps you down.

“please,” he pouts again, sparkly eyes on full display as he pleads with you. it takes about half a second for you to cave and kiss him quickly, catching him off guard. he shifts to pull you on top of him and deepen the kiss, but he loses his grip on you and you’re able to slip out of bed before he can stop you. a noise comes from deep in his chest that almost sounds like a growl, and you shoot him a glare.

“hey, you got your kiss,” you warn. “now i’m going to make breakfast for the gremlins. do you want to help me?”

after the intrusion into your bedroom, wooyoung obviously told the boys what he saw. but, like jongho said, most of them thought it was just because of seonghwa’s hips that made you share a bed with him. there wasn’t enough evidence otherwise, and none of them really expected either of you to make a move despite their efforts. but they’re starting to get suspicious.

little do they know, after the set up fell into place, seonghwa wanted to take you on a real date. the only way to do that without your friends knowing was to sneak around without them, which was kind of fun. it was nice having this bubble with seonghwa, just the two of you, but it was getting harder to avoid your friends. seonghwa lived with them after all, so they pestered him about how often he was out and who he might be out with.

“san keeps asking if you’re a good kisser. i told him i didn’t know, and then he asked if he could find out for me. should i be concerned about that?”

“we need to be more careful, yeosang said he saw us at the taco place yesterday, and he said we hold hands weird.”

“hongjoong has been saving seats for us at the bookstore, and each time we don’t show up i think he steals something from me.”

you have been ditching study group lately, but that’s more because you need to do some deep studying for your other finals and your friends are too much of a distraction. seonghwa can be distracting too, but at least he can take a hint and back down when you really need to focus. it’s been nice actually, just spending time in his presence. you were so nervous around him just a few weeks ago, and now you feel like you could trust him with just about anything.

today, you don’t get any personal study time, though. your music theory final is coming up and seonghwa wants you to get all the terms memorized before the review session in class tomorrow. he’s motivating you with a kiss for each right answer and the promise of him making dinner once you’re done. you’re currently cruising on five wrong in a row, and you’re getting frustrated.

“c’mon y/n, you know this,” seonghwa encourages you, but you just whine in response. “we did this like four minutes ago, and i told you the answer so you could remember it.”

“yeah, well i obviously didn’t,” you snap, and seonghwa fakes being hurt. “sorry. can we skip this and come back to it?”

“sure,” he agrees quickly. “but first you need to write down the circle of fifths for me.”

“i hate you.”

“hm, wrong answer,” he hums. “but kiss anyway. maybe that’ll keep you from getting so grumpy.”

“i am not grumpy,” you defend after kissing him gently. “i’m stressed.”

“you know what you need?”

“hm?”

“you need to go on another date,” he begins. “with me, obviously.”

“damn, i wanted to know if yunho was free,” you tease, and seonghwa doesn’t think it’s funny. “now who’s grumpy?”

“ignoring that,” he scoffs, but you can tell he’s trying not to smile.

“when would we go? i’m really busy the next few days.”

“what about after class? we could both clean up and do something nice before we get some dinner?” seonghwa suggests. “why don’t we go to that art exhibit you told me about?”

“ugh,” you groan as you learn your head on his shoulder. “that sounds amazing, but we both said we’d be at study group tomorrow, remember? hongjoong practically begged me to be there, and i said i would ask you to come.”

“what about not letting them know we’re a thing?” he pouts. you don’t tell him about the youngest two that saw you all cuddled up, but instead you assure him that you inviting him to study group wouldn’t look unusual to the boys.

“plus, if we both cancel last minute, they’d know for sure we were up to something together,” you continue. “so yes, we need to go on another date, but just not tomorrow.”

“fine,” he mumbles. “now i am grumpy.”

“would something from the cafe make it better, my little boba ball?” you ask in a baby voice.

“ooh, actually, boba sounds good,” seonghwa smiles. “let’s go.”

the next day you get to the bookstore late because your professor gave a pop quiz at the end of class and you’ve been so busy studying music theory you forgot to study for anything else, so you needed all the time you could get. when you finally arrive, all of the boys are there, surprisingly. since you’ve never seen yunho, mingi and jongho here before you’re a little confused, but happy to see them nonetheless.

as you walk up to the usual spot, you notice a coffee cup sitting in front of an empty chair, and you point to it as the boys greet you.

“is this for me?” you ask, placing your bag on the ground before grabbing the warm mug. “thank you, coffee angel.”

“you’re welcome, actual angel,” seonghwa replies, and you almost choke on your first sip. what is he doing?? you’re supposed to be sneaky sneaks and keep your relationship quiet, but here he is flirting with you in front of everyone!

except, that’s what he did before you started dating too, so it’s not out of the ordinary. in fact, no one pays any mind to it, so you’re left with a burnt tongue and blushy cheeks while seonghwa looks at you with a stare that only you would understand. you quickly shoot him a wink before you put your mug down and reach for your notes.

“um, hello? what are you guys doing?” you ask yeosang next to you, who’s rabidly tapping at his phone, just like everyone else. if they weren’t distracted they might have picked up on the vibes between you and seonghwa, but thankfully they’re the oblivious ones now.

“playing a game,” half of them respond, just as hongjoong says “writing lyrics” and jongho mumbles “texting my mom.”

“aren’t we supposed to study?” you ask. “or did you already learn everything in the world while i was gone?”

“well you’ve missed a lot of study sessions, y/n,” san begins. “so yes, we have learned everything. now we just come here to hang out.”

“so then why did you insist on me being here, joong?” you ask newly orange-haired hongjoong. it’s been a while since you’ve seen him, he must’ve dyed it recently.

“we missed hanging out with you,” he says simply, eyes peeking up from his phone. your heart constricts at this, and you catch seonghwa’s eyes again. you might have to rethink the whole sneaking around thing if they really do miss you.

“yeah, we missed you AND we had to make sure you and seonghwa are still spending time together,” wooyoung adds, wiggling his eyebrows.

“where have you been anyway?” yeosang asks. “you don’t have other friends.”

“yes i do,” you scoff.”

“give me names and numbers.”

“ignore him,” yunho tells you, and you nod.

“i always do. but i’ve been really stressed about finals, so i had to do some soul searching on my own to decide if i need to graduate or not.”

“seems fair,” mingi agrees. “i almost had to drop a class.”

“because he forgot he was even enrolled in it,” jongho clarifies, and you laugh.

“but seonghwa has been missing a lot lately too,” san starts. “i wonder what he’s been doing.”

“or who,” wooyoung snickers, and hongjoong reaches over mingi to slap him.

“i haven’t been feeling well,” seonghwa says with a shrug. “i’ve mostly been in my room, or at the pharmacy to get medicine.”

“oh, so you could’ve bought new paper towels for the dorm then, huh?” hongjoong asks, and as the two of them start to bicker, yeosang nudges your arm.

“i saw you two,” he says quietly. “at the mexican restaurant.”

“i know,” you whisper back.

“so i know you’re dating.”

“are you gonna say anything?”

“hmmm, no,” he thinks. “but you have to buy my silence.”

“with coffee?” you offer, and yeosang smiles. he stands up and puts his phone away before speaking, looking directly at seonghwa.

“my best friend y/n is gonna buy me coffee, we’ll be back,” he says as he loops his arm around your shoulders. seonghwa watches as you walk away (and stares at your ass) but he’s mostly thinking about how he’s a little jealous right now. like, he knows you wouldn’t do anything, he trusts you, but he doesn’t want his friends thinking you have a thing for anyone but him. so while you’re gone, he talks.

“i haven’t been sick,” he admits. “i’ve been seeing y/n.”

“we all knew, dude,” hongjoong says casually, and everyone agrees.

“then why didn’t you say anything?!”

“because YOU weren’t saying anything,” jongho replies.

“yeah, we figured that we did enough trying to get the two of you together, so if you didn’t end up dating then that was your fault. we were just waiting on you to make a move,” san explains.

“then why did you let us lie to you like that?”

“it was fun,” wooyoung shrugs. “by the way, did y/n let you sleep in the bed because of your hips, or because you wanted to cuddle?”

the red tint on seonghwa’s cheeks gives him away, and the boys start laughing and ooo’ing so loud he’s afraid you’ll hear it over by the coffee counter.

“ok, ok, just. keep this quiet for now,” he says. “y/n may still want this to be private.”

“but you just told us about it,” yunho says. “why would you do that if you knew y/n wouldn’t want you to?”

“well,” seonghwa begins. “i need your help with a date.”

seemingly by an act of god, you have time this weekend to go on a date with seonghwa. little did you know, he’s the reason your plans suddenly freed up. san said you could critique him and wooyoung for their dance final another day, hongjoong said he would send you his music theory notes from the review and save you hours of studying and then yeosang found the exact spanish book you needed to finish your performance final ahead of time. it was the perfect circumstances, orchestrated by your perfect boy and his perfect-adjacent friends, who all agreed to help him with this (hopefully) perfect date.

it starts with seonghwa picking you up from your apartment, coffee in hand.

“you’re the man of my dreams, you know that?” you say in passing as you grab the warm to-go cup. even if you were only saying it lightly, it made seonghwa’s heart soar. you notice he hasn’t said anything to you, so you meet his eyes to find them full of stars like always, but this time there’s something scheme-y in there. he’s up to something.

“are you ready for the best date of your life?” he asks with a smile that puts the stars in his eyes to shame.

“yes, i think,” you respond, grabbing your keys and locking your door. “but i don’t know what we’re doing.”

“and it will stay that way until we get there,” seonghwa says firmly as he laces his hand into yours. you squeeze his hand and sigh.

“i guess i just have to trust you then.”

“but that won’t be hard right?”

“wait, didn’t you say something earlier about going to that art exhibit? is that it?” you question, even though you know he won’t budge. seonghwa just shakes his head no and punches the button for the elevator. a moment of silence passes before you guess again. “a movie? you rented out a movie theater, like you said you wanted to?”

“i tried, but it was expensive,” he admits and you have to laugh. “funds are tight right now.”

“i watched you buy a couple hundred dollars worth of legos the other day babe. maybe that’s why the date fund is lacking.”

“you’re not coming between me and my collectables, y/n,” seonghwa scolds. the elevator pings to open to the parking garage under your building, and you’re confused for a moment before he explains. “i want this to be a nice date, so yunho let me borrow his car. it would be no fun if we show up all sweaty because we were walking.”

yunho’s car, which is actually pretty nice thanks to all the tips he gets from flirting with clientele, is parked by the elevator. seonghwa leads you to your door and opens it for you, revealing a basket of flowers and candies in the seat. you coo as you pick it up, and seonghwa looks on proudly. you lean over to give him a kiss, and you whisper your thanks as you pull away.

“that was mingi’s idea,” seonghwa tells you, smiling brightly “i got all your favorites.”

“i see that.”

“but look around the flowers,” he guides you. “there’s something else.”

you hold the basket up to eye level, noticing the silver sparkle around the stems of the flowers. is it glitter? you tug at a flower and realize it’s a chain, and attached is a hand drawn star charm to match the tattoo on the back of seonghwa’s neck.

“seonghwa, this is beautiful,” you say breathlessly. “we’re gonna match! that’s so cute. who’s idea was this?”

“would you believe me if i said it was mine?”

“no.”

“that’s what jongho said too,” seonghwa laughs. “it was his idea.”

“tell him thank you,” you say as you play with the charm. “mingi and yunho too. it’s a good date so far.”

“oh baby, it hasn’t officially started yet.”

in the car, seonghwa plays a mix of songs that he really likes, and he’s mixed in some of your favorites too. he has to keep convincing you that the songs aren’t clues, because you ask every time a new song plays.

“so are the songs just distractions?” you ask, finally giving up on getting any information out of him.

“why do you ask that?” he smirks as he turns down a familiar road.

“because i can tell you just took the long way to the record store,” you explain. “are you stalling?”

“me, what? why?” his response does nothing to manage your suspicions, and suddenly you remember how your friends have helped with the date so far. are they all in on this? you need answers.

“seonghwa, i swear to god, if san or wooyoung jumps out to surprise me wherever we’re going-”

“that won’t happen,” seonghwa laughs while he parks the car. “we’re here anyway, and i promise this is the last surprise of the night.”

“the record store?” you question, looking up at the shop you’ve been to countless times to shop and to bother hongjoong while he works.

“yeah, you said there was a new album out you wanted to get, right?”

“yeah,” you blush. “but i just said that in passing, i didn’t expect you to remember.”

“y/n, i want to know everything about you,” seonghwa says seriously. “so of course i remembered. wait, don’t get out yet. i’ll open the door for you.”

as seonghwa helps you out of the car, you quiz him on the other things you’ve said around him that you didn’t think he remembered. sadly, he does remember you saying your favorite disney movie is ratatouille and you’ve always wanted to try the mushroom/cheese concoction remy makes in the first scene.

“that’s a little embarrassing,” you sigh as you reach for the door. you’re going to complain some more about how seonghwa doesn’t need to remember everything about you, but the sight in front of you makes you stop mid-breath.

the record store has been decorated from floor to ceiling in fairy lights, and there’s more flowers all over the place. as you look around, you notice the flowers are tucked in the shelves next to your favorite artists. next to the door is the album you were talking about, and a little further down you see your favorite album of all time with a few extra flowers next to it. you’re still taking everything in when you notice hongjoong behind the counter.

“did you help him with this?” you ask breathlessly, and hongjoong nods.

“yeah, but the flowers next to the albums was my idea,” hongjoong explains. “we’re running a new special called “y’n’s favorites” so everything that’s marked with a flower is yours, if you want it. everything is on the house.”

“i...i don’t know what to say,” you start. you turn to seonghwa and there are those starry eyes that you love to see. you reach out to cup his face and smile. “thank you. this is...perfect.”

“it’s even more perfect now that i’m here!” wooyoung shouts from the front door of the shop, followed by san and yeosang. you look at seonghwa and all he does is laugh.

“what? at least he didn’t jump out and scare you,” seonghwa teases.

“oh, i would never,” wooyoung nods with a half-serious look on his face. “but i definitely wouldn’t do that when i have your dinner in my hands, i can’t let all this hard work spill.”

“especially not on my clean floor,” hongjoong warns.

“you made dinner for us?” you ask wooyoung, but you’re looking at seonghwa, who simply shrugs.

“yep, i made one of your favorites and then threw in a couple recipes i thought you’d both like,” wooyoung says as he and the two other boys place food down on the counter by the register.

“and what did you two help with?” you ask san and yeosang.

“who do you think made this place so beautiful?” yeosang asks incredulously.

“yeosang did the lights and i bought all the flowers,” san explains with a smile that makes his eyes turn into happy half moons. “you’d be surprised how many places i had to go to get all your favorites.”

“i really don’t know what to say,” you whisper in disbelief. “i can’t believe you all did this for me.”

“it was all seonghwa’s idea,” san tells you. “we did it for both of you.”

“yeah, we’re just his little minions,” yeosang jokes, and wooyoung giggles.

“you tell me how that food tastes, got it?” he asks as he backs out of the store. “don’t say anything mean though. i only accept compliments.”

“wooyoung,” seonghwa smiles tightly. “please leave.”

wooyoung holds the door open for san and yeosang as he gives seonghwa a thumbs up. san waves goodbye sweetly and yeosang gives you a knowing smile before the door closes behind them.

“well, i think that’s my cue to go,” hongjoong says, handing the keys to seonghwa. “don’t make a mess. if i get fired, i’m selling all the stuff i stole from you when you were sneaking around with y/n and not telling us about it.”

“i’ll keep him under control,” you assure hongjoong, who nods as heads to the door. you don’t see him leave because seonghwa has stepped in front of you, and he places his hands on your waist to pull you closer.

“so,” he begins.

“so.”

“what do you want to listen to while we eat?” he asks, pulling you by the waist over to a row of records. you stand there quietly, looking over the albums hongjoong pulled to the front for you, and you just can’t believe how much work went into this date. you can’t believe how sweet it is that each of your friends helped, and you put your hand on seonghwa’s and give it a squeeze.

“hwa,” you whisper. he hums in response, but you place your hand on his cheek and guide his gaze to yours.

“thank you,” you tell him. “thank you for this.”

he smiles at you with a look in his eyes that can’t be anything else but love, and you smile back with that much love, if not more, in your own face. you use the hand on seonghwa’s chin to guide his lips to yours, and you lose yourself in the kiss, in seonghwa, for who knows how long.

“mm, y/n,” he mumbles against your lips before detaching. “the food will get cold.”

“you’re right,” you sigh. “but we didn’t pick any music.”

“how about this?” he asks, pulling an album out from the top shelf. you smile at the cover, knowing exactly what song seonghwa wants you to hear.

“perfect,” you agree. “i’ll put it on while you get the food?”

and that’s how you end up eating the perfect meal, on your perfect date, with all of your favorite things around you, sitting right next to your perfect boy.

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owning a bakery and being discovered by the ada and the port mafia (part 4)

platonic! mori ougai x f!reader

type of writing: head canons !!

this is part of my head canon series, flour & fluff !!

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series synopsis: owning a bakery at 20 is tough; even more so when you have to handle members of two opposing organizations! this is your journey to meeting those fools and creating an unlikely bond with each of them. but only at the cost of your peace and sanity.

fandom: bungou stray dogs

content: fluff & platonic stuff

previous: the doctor is in the house (quite literally)

author’s note: it’s port mafia time! ages are still one year younger than canon

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another doctor? oh wait, another doctor and his daughter

as you expected, ranpo and fukuzawa have not let you go easy after what had happened a couple days prior (3 days ago to be exact)

one of them, or more often than not, the two of them would go visit the bakery at least twice a day

once in the morning right before opening, and the second time right before closing

if they could, they would visit around lunch time, but that was usually yosano

tbh you were thankful that yosano hasn’t been as overbearing as the other two but you knew she probably wanted to give you a break because holy shit are they extremely over protective

currently, it was the fourth day of being watched by the two eldest ada members, but there were no said ada members with you at the moment

and boy were you overjoyed

turns out, the ada has an important escort job for a government official or smth, and on top of that, fukuzawa has a bunch of meetings to attend

even ranpo has his hands full with a couple of difficult murder cases across the country

you’re lowkey, no highkey, worried bc you learned literally 3 days ago that ranpo doesn’t know how to ride the train 😀😀

you were worried abt them, there’s no question, but on the inside you were a bit relieved to which ranpo called you out on it immediately

that led to the two of you going at each other’s throats for nearly half an hour

let’s just say fukuzawa scolded the two fo you for a while

going back to the present, it was around one pm and you had just finished sending a text message to both fukuzawa and ranpo (cause they insisted) when a little blonde girl with blue eyes wearing a red dress matching with a red bow in her hair and red shoes walked in

she immediately went to the glass case to look at the desserts displayed

as she looked around, you watched her at the corner of your eyes and a with a smile as you wiped down one of the tables

after wiping down the table, you quickly went to go wash your hands and you walked over and stood next to her

you bent slightly and smiled bigger as she stared at one of the treats in the glass

“is that the one you want?”

she nodded without looking away from the glass

you giggled before going to the back and placing the one she wanted on the plate and held it out to her

the blonde was honestly so confused bc one, no adult supervision, and two, there was no tell tale way to know that she had money

to you, she was an open book so when she looked at you, her face immediately read “but i have no money, or a parent...??”

you simply patted her head and pushed along to one of the nearby tables and pulled a chair for her

you did not regret anything when you saw the look on her face when you told her that it was on the house

“name’s elise!” “i’m (y/n)!”

you sat with her for a while continuing to give her sweets she reminded you of ranpo in all honestly and talking abt random things

she mostly complained abt a “rintarou” though

speaking of which, when a man in a doctor’s coat came through the door near screaming “elise-chan! elise-chan!” you figured that was probably the rintarou she was complaining abt

you smiled as you watched the two interact

“elise-chan why would just disappear like that?!”

“i wanted to see rintarou cry”

“so mean!”

...their behavior was questionable but endearing ig

“rintarou” suddenly turned to you, thanking you for “taking care of his daughter bc she’s always getting into trouble”

*cue angry noises and face from elise*

he introduced himself as a “local neighborhood doctor”

you smelled bullshit but didn’t say anything bc he has been kind to you so far

he asked you how he could repay you and you were thinking that you can actually win something bc you’re not refusing an ada member oh you poor oblivious child but you were appalled when elise answered for you

it went like this

“is there anything i can repay you with for taking care of my dear elise-chan? perhaps paying for all the sweets she has eaten?”

“oh no! don’t worry abt that, it’s nothing! it was a pleasure getting to know—”

“let’s buy out all of her food!”

h u h

you knew she enjoyed your pastries and stuff but like w h a t

you inwardly sigh in relief when the doctor agreed with you that “that’s a bit much elise-chan” and you were thanking every deity out there when suddenly

she threw a temper tantrum

you watched in confusion and slight horror at the 180 of the sweet little girl you were talking to like 10 minutes ago

her guardian panicked slightly and tried to get her to calm down but ahaha no that didn’t happen

“WAHH rintarou!! but i want it!! (y/n)’s food is the best i’ve ever had!!”

“b-but elise-chan, we can’t just buy—”

“i’ll wear all the dresses i’ve ever rejected and more if we buy it out right now and keep buying sweets here forever”

“...deal”

your eyes twitch at the “innocent” smiles the two gave you after their “talk”

fast forward literally 5 minutes and you’ve already flipped the close sign on your door with note (saying you’re sold out) and you’re all over the place running around behind the counter trying to fit everything into boxes as the two are sitting on a nearby table lightly chatting

about 20-25, nearly 30 minutes later you finishing packing everything in the glass case

it was a lot

we’re literally talking about tiered cakes and dozens of batches of cookies, cupcakes, literally everything and anything

when the two notice you’re done they get up meet you by the register

“a-ano, you really don’t have to buy all of this...the total is going to be quite large...”

“no worries!”

honestly at this point, you kind of missed the chaotic calls from ranpo that happened like every half hour

you thought you were done being surprised for the day but next thing you know men in suits come into Sakura’s and begin to load the boxes into a black car

dealing with the detectives was already starting to be a handful and now you have to deal whoever the hell these two people where

quite frankly, you were having trouble wrapping your head around all of this

like-

who buys out a whole bakery?!

and who has the money to buy out a whole bakery?!

what kind of job could you possibly have?!

was this guy really just a doctor?!

right before the two leave you call out to them

“a-ah wait! i don’t think i ever caught your name!”

the two blink at you before eyeing each other

“mori ougai” 😄😄

you started smelling bad shits again

>:/

it was a weird feeling

you felt something off but at the same time, you weren’t really afraid

and with that the two left

you were already tired from this whole thing but you now get the rest of the day off

so i guess something worked out in your favor

until the next fricking day

again, ranpo and fukuzawa canceled out on you

you weren’t sure if you were relieved or not

and as soon as you thought you were going to have a normal business day, guess who walked through the doors

yeah that’s right

“the local neighborhood doctor” and his daughter

you froze before eyeing them with suspicion

if mori was amused, he didn’t show it, only giving you a smile

elise immediately left his side and practically leaped onto you making you cut yourself with the knife you were holding

well shit now you’re bleeding

it was only 7:15 in the morning; you had literally just opened

you were cursing every deity out there

you quickly grab a nearby and press it against your wound and scrambled around looking for the first aid kit you had nearby

“oh? (y/n)-kun are you bleeding?”

“(y/n) i’m sorry!”

“a-ah, no worries elise-chan”

you really need to stop spacing out bc next thing you know, the sign on your door is flipped to close again (along with the same note from yesterday explaining you’re sold out taped on the door) and you’re sitting at a table with elise in your lap and mori wrapping your hand in a bandage

“tsk tsk (y/n)-kun you need to be more careful...but it is elise-chan’s fault”

“die rintarou!”

“but no worries! it’s not that deep so you don’t need stitches”

“thank you, mori-san, but can i ask why you and elise-chan are here again? not that i mind...”

whether or not you were lying is up to you

“oh we’re here to buy out your stock again!”

“wait what-”

the fuck???

did they not just buy everything yesterday???

frozen, you stare at the man in front if you with said man giving you another “innocent” smile

this little shit

wait till you meet dazai

but i guess that’s why the sign on the door is flipped to close bc you don’t even remember flipping it yourself or taping the note from yesterday to the door

you spent the next half hour trying to convince the two over some tea (your signature one of course) that “no you don’t need to or should buy everything i have, you’re going to deprive the rest of my customers”

cough cough ranpo

like the day before, you were losing this argument

can you just never win?

as you were losing the argument (obviously) you realized that you don’t even know why they want to buy everything again

“mori-san, why do the two of you even want to buy everything in the first place?”

“ah it was elise-chan’s request of course! but i do admit, after trying some of your sweets myself, i grew quite attached! so did the rest of my subordinates after my precious elise-chan made them try it, not like they could refuse her or me; i am their boss after all (y/n)-kun.”

*cue confusion*

“subordinates? wait are those the guys from yesterday?? aren’t you a doctor...?”

“ah ex-doctor actually, i’m the leader of the port mafia”

...

“ah (y/n)-kun that’s quite the coughing fit you have going on, do you need water?”

if it wasn’t obvious, you choked on your tea and had quite the coughing fit; you were wheezing and everything making elise leave you lap and settling for dangling over mori’s shoulders

“...you’re kidding”

“im afraid im not”

this man confuses the hell out of you??

like-

w h y would he just say that, to you of all people

but it explains the bad shits you were smelling/feeling yesterday

“are you afraid?”

“being completely honest with you, mori-san, not really”

“and why is that?”

you simply shrug not really knowing the answer

you aren’t lying, you just aren’t

maybe bc yesterday, he seemed more like a doting parent than the boss of the most criminal organization of yokohama

yes, you’ve heard the rumors, obviously, but just saying, if the port mafia wanted to hurt you, you’d probably be dead in a ditch by now

and they haven’t really been a bother to you, they were more like background characters in your life

well

until yesterday of course

mori simply raises an eyebrow and a smile seemingly okay with your very vague answer

“why did you tell me that mori-san?”

the man only smiles a bit wider at you and this time, you’re the one raising an eyebrow

“just a feeling”

yeah you were starting to smell bad shits again

“and besides! elise-chan seems quite fond of you (y/n)-kun! i wasn’t planning on doing anything to you in the first place, but even if i wanted to, i don’t think i could! i wouldn’t want to upset my dearest cute elise-chan”

“die rintarou!”

“that’s mean elise-chan!”

your eyes began to twitch in slight annoyance

cause istg the duality of this man—

this strange strange man

oh dearest you haven’t even met dazai yet

after that has been said and done, somehow you found yourself in front of stores being dragged by elise

how did you end up there you ask? i don’t know either so there’s nothing we can do abt that

eventually, you found yourself holding a bunch of shopping bags full of dresses and clothes of the sort

some of it your size and the others elise’s

...

“mori-san?”

“yes (y/n)-kun?”

“why do i have bags of clothing that are fit for me rather than elise?”

“oh that’s because elise refused to go without you and if you didn’t get anything!”

yeah

that makes perfect sense, of course

you could see why elise kept on complaining abt this guy

the two of you actually bonded over making fun of him

you have n o fear

actually, maybe just a little

the three of you were out for basically the entire day and you were exhausted

cause holy shit there was a lot of money wasted, shopping bags obtained, and walking involved

it was around 5 pm when the three of you were making it back to Sakura’s

along the way you found yourself having a pleasant conversation with mori

even if he was a questionable person to be having a pleasant conversation with, you enjoyed it nonetheless

you hoped that it makes it harder to get rid of you if he ever changed his mind but we don’t talk abt that

anywho

when the three of you arrived, you immediately dumped all the bags you were holding and went straight to work packaging everything for “the local neighborhood doctor”

before they left, mori agreed to not buy out all of your stock except for some occasions but instead settled ordering massive batches of a little bit of everything every few days

how that’s not the same as buying everything you won’t ever know

you were standing outside Sakura’s watching the two get into the car that had arrived when suddenly, mori turned to you

“ah (y/n)-kun, i know that you wouldn’t tell anyone about this, it wouldn’t be like you to, but just a reminder, it would probably be in your best interest not to let anything slip to anyone okay? we wouldn’t want any enemies using you against the port mafia. so take care of yourself hm? see you next time”

and bippity boppity boo just like that, they were gone

how that man managed to get your personality down in just like 10 hours you don’t want to know

and that’s basically the story of how you started making more food/bake goods to sell

true to his word, every few days, or sometimes consecutive days, mori called you and made a large order

and i mean large

on those days, someone from the port mafia would pick it up and then you get paid

thankfully, by increasing the amount of food you made, you always had enough to put out on display and to sell even after the large order

before doing that, on those days you didn’t have a large stock, someone by the name of edogawa ranpo would weep at your feet

he will deny this; after all, great detectives don’t do weeping

or so he says

and speaking of the detective, you never did tell him what had transpired the two days he and fukuzawa were absent on checking on you

but tbh, i even think ranpo could’ve deduct this one

you didn’t tell him bc you were afraid, no of course not that’s ridiculous mori, in elise’s words, was a loser

you didn’t tell him bc you knew he and fukuzawa would flip the fuck out

and that would be a major inconvenience to you

you didn’t see the point in telling them anyway

so whatever, it’s like it’ll be important

and if ranpo and fukuzawa noticed the abundant of bags near the door leading up to the staircase when they visited you at the end of the day they didn’t say anything

of course one of them said smth

“ne (n/n)-chan since when did you like to buy a bunch of things; waste of money if you could just be using that money to make more food so you wouldn’t sell out right away and have food to feed me”

your eyes twitched

he could’ve worded that a little better but whatever

it is ranpo-san after all

“i just got carried away since i closed up early; you know it isn’t often i get to go shopping”

and if he smelled your bullshit he didn’t say anything

for real this time

that slightly concerns you ngl

anyways

let’s just say quite a few heads were turned when they saw their boss leading a bunch of lower level subordinates carrying many light pink boxes of different sizes to his office for the second time

oh and just another thing

*whispers* he was lying when elise made his other subordinates eat your food; they kept it all to themselves”

was that a ruse to help lead the revelation of his real occupation who knows

“(y/n)-kun is a very interesting person don’t you think so elise-chan?”

“quiet. i’m eating cake.”

“that’s so mean elise-chan!”

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