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:: megumi fushiguro x fem!reader, ooc (?), pure fluff, cussing , megumi fushiguro is VERY in love with you, i wanna write angst, i’m sorry dani is this better
Megumi Fushiguro used to be described as the stone cold student of Gojo Satoru. The head of the Zen’in clan, even. No one would approach him unless he approached them just from his judgmental gaze alone. Even stepping anywhere near him was a choking hazard.
But when put within a meter radius of you, the boy would melt like an ice cream cone shoved under the sun. His jagged edges softened, and he could physically feel his heart overheating in his chest.
The others only started to catch on (and take every chance they could to tease him) during the sister school exchange event, or more so, the week before the goodwill event. It was convenient for them because everyone just so happened to be there (except for yuta, but it wasn’t like he couldn’t already tell before he left for africa anyways)
He had just gotten his ass beaten by Todo, blood spilling from his skull as he laid weakly on the ground. He let out one of his signature annoyed groans, staring up at the sky like it would somehow take him away and save him from the embarrassment.
“Bonito flakes.” Toge blinked, watching Todo walk off to look for his search.
Megumi threw an arm over his face, shielding his eyes from the glaring sun. He didn’t need to for long though, cause a shadow soon stood between him and the bright light. Could he really say he was shielded from the light, though? What was providing him with his very much deserved shade was none other than you.
Sometimes you were like light itself.
“Hi, idiot.” If people didn’t know you at all, they would’ve thought you were mocking the poor, injured boy. But Megumi knew better, and all you were doing was trying to make him feel better after losing miserably in a fight, almost having to result to summoning- you know. Stupid.
You braced one hand on your knee, the other one reaching out to help him off the floor. His hand brushed yours for a second, before reluctantly taking it to pull himself to his feet. You gave his hand the tiniest squeeze, before finally letting go.
You let a smile graze your face. “You look like shit, megs.”
“Shut up.”
Toge and Panda stood off to the side, analyzing the entire interaction silently, like one does. I mean, if they didn’t, they never would’ve caught the smallest, minuscule smirk curling at Megumi Fushiguro’s lips. The last time they ever saw a hint of a smile on his face was when Gojo accidentally tripped down the stairs.
Anybody could see it, really. His feelings for you were so easy spot that even a blind man could see it. You wouldn’t lie and say you couldn’t feel all that either, but would you have rather admitted that you had a crush on Megumi Fushiguro out of all people, and that you’d always get lost in his piercing blue eyes that always seemed to sparkle when the sun hit just right-
Ahem.
Contrary to popular belief, you and Megumi were in fact not dating. It honestly pissed people for whenever they saw you two doing couple-ly stuff then proceed to say you had zero romantic feelings for each other. You two could make out and still say your relationship was platonic.
What was probably the worst case of this so-called paradox would probably be your sparring practice two weeks ago. All you were doing was throwing punches left and right, so what could possibly go wrong?
Everything wrong possible happened that fateful afternoon. (for megumi specifically, but that’s not the point)
Megumi Fushiguro’s physical strength and skill at hand to hand combat was higher than yours, so it seemed like he had an unfair advantage over you in this situation. But what people often forgot about you was that you made up I’m speed where you lacked in strength.
Somewhere along the way, Megumi had been thrown onto his stomach on the ground with his head locked between both of your legs. He was quite literally on his knees behind you as you leaned forward, hands placed flat on the ground.
What weirded everyone out was how he wasn’t fighting back. He wasn’t even struggling. He just sat there, accepting his fate. As a matter of fact, he seemed more frozen than anything.
“Wait- [name], don’t move. I wanna take a picture.” Nobara snickered, whipping her phone out to snap a quick one. Megumi groaned, and he felt you choke him harder when Nobara yelled out ‘cheese!’. Man, he seriously couldn’t breathe.
“Uh, [Name]-” He slapped your leg weakly, choking on his own spit. “Are you gonna let me go or-”
“Sorry!” You immediately flipped yourself over, going to check on his neck the moment you let go. Everyone stared in awe at the girl who would’ve most definitely choked anybody else out for the love of the game, freak out over her… “best friend”.
They finally bit the bullet one day, giving into their urges and finally asking you and Megumi about your relationship. Everyone was gathered in the break room, doing what we they were doing when Yuji finally opened his mouth to drop the bomb.
“Are you two dating?”
Everyone looked up when he asked the question everyone had been dying to hear the answer of. Although the acted all uninterested, everyone’s ears perked up in anticipation.
In the far back corner, you were on your phone, your legs slung over Megumi’s lap. Without looking up, you allowed yourself to sniff, then-
“Yeah.”
Everyone dropped what they were doing to gape, their jaws hitting the floor and probably dropping into the pits of hell.
“Since when?” Maki adjusted her glasses. She always thought something was going on, but it wasn’t like she had any substantial evidence to back her claim up.
“I think I asked her out around six months ago.” Megumi supplied, staring up at his friends like they weren’t literally prying in on his personal life.
“You asked her out?” Yuji’s booming voice rang throughout the room, filling the gaps of silence they were leaving behind.
“Mhm.”
This was probably one of the most obvious things in the world. They should’ve seen it coming really. I mean, who wouldn’t look at you two and assume you weren’t dating, especially with the way you acted around each other?
When you two announced your engagement exactly a decade later, they all had the same wide-eyed faces and shocked tones. These frauds would later receive a harsh scolding from Megumi after finding out they bet thousands of dollars on this canon event happening five years prior.
You had a gift. The gift to take down the walls Megumi spent so many years building up, that is.
a/n: do you all forgive me for the Yuji fic yet
I’m bad at describing things so here’s what I meant during the training scene (also if I’ve already written something similar to this I’m sorry I have bad memory)
I'd like to request a yandere rivalry between Alastor and Vox
Alastor owns the reader soul and they work under Alastor at the hazbin hotel. Maybe Vox had a history with reader before they made a deal with Alastor. Vox is pissed not only is Alastor back but reader made a deal with him. idk I don't got much ideas in my head.
Sure! I think I have some ideas for this in mind... so I'll write what I can! I've fallen out of the fandom a little bit so I'm sorry if this didn't come out well :(
The Vox section is a similar plot to another draft I was doing, but it didn't save so that one will come out later. Other than that I apologize if I accidentally recycle plots from others fics I did. I write so much I forget.
I'm also sorry I didn't focus much on the rivalry conclusion... more on the build up... I went with the flow.
Yandere! Alastor vs Yandere! Vox with Darling who made a deal with Alastor
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Soul ownership, Degrading behavior, Thoughts of kidnapping, Isolation, Toxic relationships of all sorts, Mentions of sleeping together (Vox), Swearing, Forced/Dubious relationship/companionship(s).
Alright, so reading this gives me an idea for a plot.
You having a history with Vox could make sense.
For example, maybe you were an employee for Vox originally.
You would work at V Tower and somehow manage to become his favorite assistant.
The rivalry pairing is dubious, but maybe Vox just finds you... entertaining to talk with.
Vox probably needs time to vent after being around his colleagues all day.
Which leads to him yapping away at you, his assistant.
It's hard to say why he's so taken with you.
Maybe he just finds you cute... or it's entertaining that you don't roll over for him like others under him.
That or maybe you're one of the only Sinners here he can see as a genuine friend.
Or at the very least... It's a one-sided kind of friendship.
Your time working with Vox is... complicated.
The relationship between you and Vox is messy.
Then again it's Hell... when is it not?
How messy depends on the pairing.
But we'll make it... platonic -> romantic for Vox.
Your time with Vox is definitely not like a normal assistant.
You've seen how other employees are treated under The Vees.
Velvette's models often go through some sort of shaming.
Valentino's stars... are an entirely different story.
Vox himself is even shown to be strict towards those under him.
You? Well, you always got some leeway....
It's odd... you usually just handled coffee and paperwork.
You weren't a model... just someone that made sure the schedule was right and the cameras stayed rolling.
You didn’t try to stand out much.
You weren't even trying to get attention... you weren't trying to be a star.
You just wanted a job to survive in Hell.
But despite you not being a star... you manage to grab Vox's attention.
You're a capable worker... and that's enough to make his eyes linger as you get him what he needs.
He likes that you follow his every word... You just think he enjoys the power dynamic between you.
Things probably change slowly between you.
Perhaps it's his way of seeing how far he can go with his newest toy...
Or maybe it's something genuine from the charismatic TV.
He starts a conversation with you whenever you enter his office.
Originally it's job related, such as asking about the schedule, requesting something from you... it's on topic.
But eventually Vox gets more curious... He asks about your life before Hell... and things get strangely personal.
This is the start of his obsession with his assistant.
This new obsession starts as just a small curiosity towards the quiet assistant/intern under his command...
Although it can develop into one of two ways.
Vox often invites you to his office to talk as his obsession grows.
However... depending on his intentions... he may act differently as time goes on.
There's the more platonic situation where Vox simply enjoys your company.
When things aren't going well with the rest of The Vees... Vox calls you up.
This leads to you sitting next to Vox while he rants to you, a hand on your shoulder with his legs crossed one over the other.
You may even hear him admit that you're trustworthy, you're the one Sinner that he can rely on to get things done and NOT throw a fit over it....
He appreciates that...
More than you know.
You're often praised by Vox during these chats.
They always happen after a long day with The Vees... you can tell Vox is irritated.
He calls you a friend, always putting on that sickly sweet tone as he touches your shoulders.
Originally it started as friendly... these meetings are filled with surprisingly heartfelt words coming from Vox...
Yet it quickly morphs into something messy... less love more...
Lust.
Yes... when it comes to Vox... I unfortunately think his more romantic obsessions always end the same way... long nights filled with vices.
He's a guy who hangs out with Valentino of all people...
How could he help himself around someone who's quiet, listens to him, and is so damn loyal?
He's just rewarding you for being so good to him....
You... aren't opposed to it originally.
At the time you saw it as an honor to sleep with such a powerful man.
Yet over time... it seems Vox gets too attached to his secret guilty pleasure.
Time with you makes Vox think clearly, it's different from the times with Valentino.
You're smaller than him, comfortable, and fit so well against him.
You're not just a friend to him... far from just an assistant either... currently it's more...
Friends with benefits?
Although to Vox... he probably feels it's different from that... regardless...
It feels so damn good to make you his.
This obsession makes Vox... smothering.
Valentino probably pitches a fit at Vox about it for a number of reasons.
Why does he get such a cute assistant to play with?
Why does Vox pay more attention to you than Val?
Vox usually ignores such comments.
Nights are just different with you there...
The TV really is infatuated, isn't he?
This is what I mean by messy.
Your "relationship" with Vox just feels a lot like possession.
Y'know... just without the soul deal.
Vox originally never considered making a deal with you for your soul.
You're an assistant... not someone trying to get power...
This... is a massive oversight...
Because this slip up is what allows Vox to lose you.
Vox has always been smothering and controlling... but when Alastor comes into the picture?
I feel like he'd get worse.
Alastor and Vox have always been big rivals.
So when Vox realizes Alastor is back... You're called a lot more often.
The obsession is... too overwhelming past a certain point.
Nights with Vox go from pleasing/needed relief... to too rough and intense.
Not only that but you're never allowed to do anything alone.
Vox has you practically glued to his hip, awake and asleep.
He's more possessive and you can tell if you work under him any longer... You doubt you'll have a chance to escape later.
This leads to you being driven away from your job at VoxTek.
And... considering how the hotel starts putting fliers up in Season 2... Maybe you go there for help?
Which, unfortunately... gets you involved with a new issue.
Alastor.
Alastor originally comes off as helpful when you meet him.
Although... he may just be intrigued due to the VoxTek uniform on your person....
You had somehow managed to sneak out of Vee territory to come here for help?
Well... How could he pass up such an opportunity to mess with Vox?
You do end up making a deal with Alastor here... It's a simple one.
You ask for protection, you ask to stay at the hotel as long as you play whatever role is asked of you... and in return you'll give your soul.
This is because at the time... you thought your soul would be safer with Alastor than Vox.
Which nowadays... isn't necessarily true.
You've simply traded owners now.
But at least Alastor isn't one to try and seduce you all the time when he's stressed.
No, in fact, with Alastor he mostly wants you to entertain him in conversation.
Sure, at times he's sadistic, but most Sinners are to a degree.
Instead of wearing the blue attire you normally wore for Vox... You're dressed in red and black.
You're protected from cameras capturing you and given protection by Alastor.
You're owned by Alastor... but he's less touchy and smothering.
There's times the radio demon feels... oppressive... but he respects your mutual dislike of Vox.
Plus... Alastor is just happy to steal one of Vox's favorite toys.
Vox... naturally notices nearly immediately.
Vox doesn't normally like to let you out of his sight... but he's been occupied with smearing the hotel.
Unfortunately... this becomes his downfall.
You disappear and Vox is a stressed mess.
Eventually in Season 2 he is invited by Charlie to the hotel with Velvette.
He's still stressed... yet freezes when he notices you're here.
Not only that... but you're in an entirely different attire... and something feels wrong.
"YOU."
The boom of his voice is enough to make you, Charlie, and everyone else jump.
"WHY... THE FUCK... ARE YOU HERE!?"
You immediately shrink when Vox steps closer, frustration and... something else in his gaze...
Like he still feels obsessed with you even now.
"I've been looking everywhere for you... and you run off to THIS place? What are you even hoping for, huh? To be redeemed?"
Vox's voice is taunting... as though to mask how hurt he actually is towards you.
It's then he reaches out to grab your arm.
"Yeah, no... You're coming back with me. Did you really think you can just up and leave me—"
"And yet they did, hm?"
Vox freezes, screen flickering as he realizes whose voice that is.
It's then Alastor himself shows up from the shadows, grinning smugly when he sees Vox's expression
"What the Hell do you want?"
"Well... I couldn't help but notice you were touching what's mine, hm~? In my turf too...."
Vox's screen glitches.
"YOURS? What makes you think they're yours—!? They've ALWAYS been MINE."
It's then Alastor chuckles... all before snapping his fingers to materialize the green leash on your neck.
"Finders keepers, Vox~"
"You son OF A BITCH—!"
Vox then grabs you, pulling you close as he glares down at you.
"You think this little trick of yours is going to work, huh? I'll find a way to DRAG you back home before I ever give you up... You're MINE, got that, sweetheart?"
It's then Alastor growls, yanking the leash back before standing in front of Vox.
"I'd like to see you try... should've leashed this one before they ran off, hm~?"
After that... the plan to prove redemption to Vox kind of falls apart....
You feel horrible, frequently apologizing to Charlie for all the trouble you've caused once Vox is dragged out of the building, forced not to make a scene.
Charlie on the other hand is... more just concerned for your safety due to how volatile the two Overlords are.
Alastor... just looks like a smug cat, disappearing your leash before leaning his lanky body against you.
"Well I've certainly got my work cut out for me, don't I, darling~? Don't worry... he's too confident for his own good..."
Alastor's claws then dig into your hip
"I assure you... I won’t be letting go of what's mine~"
I imagine things would continue to grow more intense during the events of Season 2.
Which could provide some interesting experiences... especially since Alastor allows himself to be captured by Vox later.
So maybe Vox would order Alastor to summon you... leading to Vox finally being able to have you again.
Similar to the Valentino and Vox scene in S2... Vox probably does do that to you in front of Alastor as a way to get back at him.
It's petty... immature... and definitely something that makes Alastor's blood boil.
But to Vox it would be euphoric... because while his rival might have your soul...
Vox still loves the idea of claiming everything else
Alastor is forced to relent and let Vox toy with you, ears back as Vox acts all affectionate.
Vox taunts you both, saying he knew he'd get you back in his arms eventually.
Eventually Vox will find a way to break your contract... he knows it... he just needs to keep looking.
Although, due to how Season 2 ends... there's really only one way this ends.
Once Vox is taken down, you belong to Alastor in the end.
Hopefully Alastor treats you better than Vox, yeah...?
eunseok means business! he has taken it upon himself to be reader's anchor through heartbreak.
beware: oral sex (fem receiving), a little fingering too, bad boy trying to use pirated websites. also reader cannot stop lying.
part 1 part 2
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it's been a few days since your first encounter with eunseok. you did not contact him, as you assumed you would. there was just no reason to. the guy you were talking to was erased from your memory the second eunseok hypnotized you, with the spinning of his basketball.
and, to be fair, that was a friday night. you had two days to overthink your interaction with eunseok before being thrown into another busy week. you had no time to dwell on your failed situation-ship, or your failed attempt at slipping into a new one.
whenever you had a moment of dull peace, your mind would drift back to eunseok. your life has been bland and disappointing lately, and he never specified that you should only seek him out when you're sad. you want him to distract you, and that's enough.
it's the middle of the week when you decide to send eunseok a message. you're stuck on campus, looking for ways to kill the two-hour gap between lectures other than working on your assignments.
hey
a few minutes go by. you receive a response.
Hey
you decide to leave him hanging, just a bit, before texting back. your phone vibrates a while later. another message from him.
U been good?
embarrassingly enough, this takes you by surprise. you don't recall the last time a guy dared to double-text you.
you prepare to type out a truthful response, something along the lines of 'yeah', 'kinda', or maybe 'nothing excites me anymore. but i think you could save me, eunseok. how about this: i will watch you toss around your stupid basketball, i'll cheer you on (always), we'll fuck occasionally, we can hang out occasionally too.'
but then you stop and think. you don't know eunseok's intentions at all. he never hinted at desiring anything romantic, hell, even platonic. he probably just feels bad for you. he gave you his number so that you'd have a digital shoulder to cry on. but you want to talk to him. you want him to keep responding to you, until you're the one who ends up leaving him on delivered, ending your nothing-ship. in order for this to play out, you lie. you hope he keeps his word.
not rly :(
he responds almost immediately.
Wanna c something cool?
before you can type out an answer, you see two videos pop up under his message, waiting to be loaded and watched.
the first video plays and it's just him doing basketball tricks on an empty court. you're not complaining. but god, is this going to be an ongoing thing? his way of distracting you is showing off his basketball skills, that you can't even appreciate with your lack of knowledge regarding the sport. you don't load the second video, assuming it's basically the same thing. you reply with a vague praise.
over the span of two weeks, you've been able to keep in touch with him. barely, but just enough. your conversations are short and superficial. you tell him you're sad, he never asks why. you believe he assumes it's still because of the guy you were whining about. he either responds with questions regarding your plans for the day, motivational quotes copy-pasted from google, or short clips of him doing anything involving that damn basketball.
you've grown to enjoy the videos. your favorite part is when the video only has a few seconds remaining. he jogs towards the camera, crouching down and hogging the whole frame as he reaches out to grab his phone. you're finally able to see his face clearly, sometimes he's a bit out of breath, if you're lucky. grinning as he gives you a thumbs-up through the screen.
you realize you know nothing about him other than his name and his obvious love for sports. you don't return his questions often but when you do, he responds as vaguely as possible.
one day, you're wandering through your school's halls, waiting for eunseok to call you since he said he would, claiming he feels too lazy to type. your phone vibrates as his contact invades your screen. you accept the call.
"hello?" you call out.
"hey." the same voice that disturbed you not long ago, now has you feeling antsy through the phone.
"i forgot you're a real person." you say whatever comes to mind.
you hear him chuckle. "yeah. i forgot what your voice sounds like."
"well, we only talked for like an hour."
"you had a lot to say," before you can comment on that, he asks, "what are you doing?"
"nothing. two-hour gap again like last week. what about—" you pause when the sound of roaring wind floods your speakers. "where are you?"
"outside."
"doing what?"
"nothing," he brushes off, "what were you gonna say?"
just like that, he keeps drawing a line between you two. but the line is always right by his feet, while you stand well back from it, leaving space for everything you've already told him about yourself. he makes sure you're the main topic of every conversation. you think maybe he's just a closed off person. it's only been two weeks after all, and you guys haven’t actually talked as much as it feels like you have.
but it doesn't matter. eunseok isn't your friend. in his head, he's a soldier on a mission. he wants to help you get over your conniving, betraying situation-ship!
and if that entails stealthily flexing his arms in every video he sends you, then so be it.
you're itching to see him again. the videos and short calls aren't cutting it.
therefore, you decided to invite him over to watch a movie. stating your roommate won't be home that evening, so you'll be lonely. plus, you'll be able to watch it on the television in your living room, without her intruding presence. horniness aside, you genuinely wanted to watch this movie.
of course, he agreed.
the day rolls around, hours before your plans with him, and you're exhausted. the few days leading up to this very moment have completely burned you out. whether it was coursework, the sudden drop in temperature outside, or just the constant lack of mental stimulation in your day-to-day life. even the usual excitement when eunseok would text you wasn't enough to jolt you awake. you want to see him, but you also want to maintain your image. by now, he's probably used to your nonstop rambling, even when you start by saying that you're feeling upset. that's what he expects, you think. but in this checked-out state, you're afraid you'll just bore him.
you can't cancel on him the day of, just because you're feeling tired and unsure about how you'll present yourself. you decide to call him, with no scripted excuse, relying on your brain to come up with something as he picks up.
"hey. you just couldn't wait, huh?"
"yeah, hey," you pace back and forth in the living room as you try to think. "turns out my roommate is actually gonna be home. she probably won't agree on staying in her room 'cause we've been arguing lately. so, yeah."
"that's fine. i don't mind her being there. or joining."
you bite your lip in annoyance. "yeah, but i do. she'll probably just like, lurk there, because she knows it'll piss me off." you reason.
it's silent for a few seconds before you hear him, "okay.." you swear you can hear the cogs in his brain turning. "why don't we watch it in your room?"
you pause. "uh, i wanted to watch it on the big screen. in the living room."
"do you have a laptop?" you can't tell if he really can't take a hint or if he's just eager to come over and watch this movie with you, for some reason. you don't mind, but you just don't want to be perceived tonight.
it goes quiet again when you wonder whether your bed is big enough for the both of you to lounge comfortably.
"i could bring my laptop. my screen is pretty big." he suggests.
you suppress the irritated groan threatening to leave your throat, humming as you consider it.
"alright, yeah. bring your laptop," you give in. you don't have it in you to be straightforward. "please."
"okay," you can hear a smile in his tone. probably at your sudden politeness. "i'll see you."
"bye." you hang up. this was a waste of time.
you're, once again, pacing back and forth, by the door now. eunseok will be here any second. you feel rather anxious.
you hear a knock and open the door. eunseok stands tall before you. this is your first time seeing his face in normal lighting. you stare up at him and count to three in your head, any more than four seconds of staring would be weird. you went overboard and stared for five.
"you're here."
"i'm here. he's here too." only then, you notice eunseok holding an abnormally wide laptop in his arms, when he raises it slightly to get your attention.
"you carried it like that the whole way?" you ask as you step aside and pull the door open wider.
eunseok steps in. "wouldn't really fit in my backpack. it'd look like i'm smuggling a pizza box or something."
you chuckle as you close the door behind him. he's now standing in your living room, waiting for further instructions and observing your living space before you lock him away in your room forever.
"wait. i'm gonna see if we have popcorn."
you're about to leave him standing when he quickly asks, "where's your room?"
you point down the hallway, directly at your bedroom's door.
for a moment, you contemplate telling him that your roommate ended up going out, as originally planned, and you can have the living room to yourselves. but when you make your way to the bedroom, you see him already sat on the edge of your bed, the device balanced on his lap as he clicks away at the keyboard.
he notices you standing in the doorway, empty handed. "no popcorn?"
"no," you step in further and close the door behind you. "unless you want it expired."
his eyes flicker between you and the screen, "i think i'm good."
you can't help but smile at his serious expression. he almost looks frustrated. he looks up to find you watching him.
"the quality sucks on all these sites. you just had to pick a new movie."
"you're pirating this? i pay a good amount of money for these subscriptions. just let me log in." you sit beside him, pulling the laptop from his lap onto yours.
meanwhile, he gets up and wanders around the small space of your room. you see him touching random things on your desk. "my mom had one just like this at home," his fingers brush your salt lamp. "i always wanted to lick it but she wouldn't let me."
'at home' sounds so foreign coming from him. you assumed he didn't have a home. that he just lives on an empty basketball court and dribbles, day and night. it all sounds foreign, being the first personal detail he's ever told you.
half an hour later, you're both situated on your bed, backs leaning against the wall. his legs completely stretched out, almost hanging off the edge. the laptop propped on a pillow that rests between his knees, angled towards you.
this movie sucks. at first, you blamed yourself for zoning out. the man that's been consuming your mind lately is sprawled out on your bed, two centimeters away from you. he looks good. he smells good. you're to blame. but even when you tried to be invested in whatever was going on in front of you, you got bored.
you were snapped out of your daze when eunseok clicked the space bar, the sound of dialogue coming to an abrupt stop.
you look at him in confusion.
"are you bored?" he asks.
"no, i'm watching."
"every time i look over, you're staring at the wall."
"oh."
he stretches forward, grabbing the laptop from between his legs and setting it down on the ground. then tossing the pillow towards the edge of the bed.
"you don't wanna watch?" you quietly ask, feeling like you've done something wrong. you watch him turn himself and scoot to sit in front of you. folding his legs to mimic your cross-legged position.
his firm expression contrasts with his gentle tone when he speaks, "how was your week?"
you stare into his eyes as he inspects you.
"it was fine. just tiring."
he hums in acknowledgment as his gaze drops from your eyes down to your hands, fingers scrunching the hem of your hoodie. "you seem distracted."
"isn't that what you're here to do?" you ask. your voice coming out breathier than you'd intended.
"but you're thinking of other things," he reaches over your folded legs, into the small circle they form, his hand landing unbelievably close to your scrunched ones. his palm open, prompting you to take it. "what are you thinking about?"
your breath hitches at the sudden movement. your brain begins to stir for a response. "i've had a lot of work to do," you mindlessly unclench the fabric and gently take his hand into both of yours. "i'm just a little stressed out."
he hums again. pushing you to continue.
you look down at your own hands, pulling his fingers opposite directions as if they're fighting over who gets to hold him. "i don't know. sorry i'm all gloomy."
he watches over you intently. he's sure he even saw your lips form a small pout. "don't be sorry," you're accepting of his comfort, so he brings his other hand to rest on your knee, fingers tracing it. "that's what i'm here for, right?"
you freeze at the sudden physical contact. all your confidence is out the window.
you glance at his hand on your knee, then back at his face, your eyes meeting. he looks serious. like he's trying to get a point across.
you just nod.
"can i distract you?"
your brain short circuits. you're not sure what he means. it sounds suggestive, but maybe that's because you see everything about him that way.
suddenly you're hyper-aware of everything. you can hear the faint blow of the wind outside. the low scratch of eunseok's fingertips on your knee. it's too much.
"i don't have a ball for your tricks. is an apple big enough?" you joke, trying to ease the tension. you immediately regret it.
his expression mellows out, a faint smile breaking through as his eyes soften. "i have a different method."
you track how his eyes scan down to your lips. naturally, your eyes drift down to his, too.
his hand on your knee reaches up to hold your cheek. he leans in closer to your face, giving you a few seconds to decide if you want to back away.
when you don't, he softly presses his lips against yours. he's so gentle, you can barely register the feeling. he presses in a little deeper. your fingers tighten around his hand, you almost forgot you were still holding it.
when you realize you're unmoving, you pull away for a split second, angling your head and leaning back in. the kiss is slow, and overly affectionate, in your opinion. it feels innocent, like you're both just trying to adjust to this new territory.
you let go of his hand, finally. placing one on his shoulder while the other rests on the sheets beside his thigh. he can tell you're more eased now, already feeling victorious. his hand glides from your cheek down to your jaw, gripping it lightly in an attempt to open your mouth wider. you oblige. he pulls away slightly, wiping his tongue over your bottom lip before sliding it into your mouth.
quickly, the kiss gets sloppy and you can't stand the heat. you break the kiss, reaching for the hem of your hoodie to pull it off, leaving you in a tank top. the second you toss it aside, eunseok is already looming over you on his knees. one hand on your waist while the other holds the side of your neck. as he leans in, you pull at his shoulders. his lips land on your jaw, starting out with soft kisses just like before. when he hears you sigh contently, he allows himself to part his lips. he slowly trails open-mouthed kisses down to your neck. his lips sealing around your skin, drawing just enough to avoid leaving a mark. your bothered exhales motivate him to continue. you claw at his shoulders when you feel his teeth graze your sensitive skin.
he just wants to make you feel better. he has no plans to, god forbid, leave visual evidence of his help. but when he hears you breathe out a quiet 'more', he can only obey. his teeth drag down to the crook of your neck, nibbling then gliding his tongue over the reddening area.
you can't help the whimper that leaves your mouth. your face immediately heats up. at that, his thumb strokes your waist, as if he's letting you know you're free to make noise. it's encouraged, even. he repeats the action down to your collarbone, earning loud sighs and whines you fail to hold back.
you're becoming painfully aware of the growing ache between your thighs. you instinctively uncross your legs, bending your knees as your feet plant on the bed. while you move, your knees bump his chest lightly, causing him to scoot back.
he rests back on his heels, taking in your flushed state. you stare at him with glossy eyes, expectantly.
"i want more." you mumble as you spread your legs, sliding them down just enough for eunseok to be positioned in between.
he nods as he leans forward, reaching for your thighs to pull you closer, sinking you lower on the bed.
he palms your upper thighs as he bows to kiss your clothed stomach. he pulls the fabric just above your belly button, leaving wet pecks all over. his fingers tug at the waistband of your sweats when he looks up at you for confirmation. you don't know who to thank for sending eunseok your way, allowing you to see him from this angle, kneeling between your legs. but you're more than grateful.
you give him a nod and he pulls them down to your ankles, then off completely.
his eyes are fixed on your core. they drag up to yours when he begins to ask, "can i—" you immediately nod. he looks down to hide his grin, "m'kay."
he grazes your clothed heat with his knuckle, the thin fabric sticking to your folds as it absorbs your wetness.
"so wet," you hear him whisper, as if it was only meant for him to hear. "don't want you feeling uncomfortable." his fingers latch onto the band of your underwear, eyes flicking up to your face as he slowly pulls them down past your knees.
your lower half is bare before him. in a situation like this, you'd normally feel shy. especially with someone you barely know, like eunseok. but you're so desperate for relief right now, you couldn't care less.
his eyes bore into your center. you're not sure if he's planning his next move or if he's about to ditch your "distraction".
you open your mouth to say something, when he ducks down into your heat, kissing your slit. you gasp loudly at the sudden act, goosebumps spreading over your whole body.
he looks up at you for a second to ensure you're okay. his lips glossy with you. what a sight. you nod for him to continue.
his tongue darts out, flatly licking your wetness before his palms spread your thighs further. he leaves a kiss directly on your clit, causing you to gasp again.
he's basking in your reactions, like they're his greatest achievements.
he kisses you slowly, letting his jaw drop gradually until his tongue darts out once again, lapping at your cunt.
one of your hands gripping the sheets while the other goes to his head, fingers threading through his hair. "fuck, eunseok." you sigh, letting your head fall back.
he eats you sloppily, a mix of his drool and your arousal dripping down his chin and onto your sheets.
he retreats, breathing heavily.
"eunseok" you whine. you fight the urge to tug at his hair and pull him back in.
all the complaints on the tip of your tongue disappear the moment eunseok slips a finger in your wetness. you let out a moan when he rubs your clit with just the right amount of pressure. he changes the speed every time you get quiet, trying to draw different sounds out of you.
while he works you with his finger, he kisses the plush inside of your thigh. "you're not thinking of him, right?" he mumbles against you.
you can barely make out his words, mostly feeling the tickle of his breath against your skin.
when you don't respond, he withdraws his finger and asks clearly. "who are you thinking about?"
you crane your head down to look at him, confused about the sudden question. you have no idea why he's asking, and who else you could possibly be thinking about right now.
you aren't thinking at all, actually. your brain has been shut off ever since he put his lips on you.
"no one."
he knows you're telling the truth because of your dazed expression. your pupils are blown out and you're subconsciously gripping his hair out of impatience. you don't have it in you to lie right now.
he smiles lazily, nodding to himself. "that's good."
eunseok chuckles when you let out a frustrated groan. he doesn't keep you waiting another second before his mouth is on you again. when you feel his tongue glide over your pulsing entrance, you pull him impossibly closer. you feel him prodding your heat, tongue swirling wherever he can reach. your back immediately arches, hips jerking like you don't know what to do with yourself. you feel like every single nerve in your body is on fire. his tongue works you slowly as you rut against his mouth. "eunseok, please." whiny pleads fall from your lips, repeatedly. you're not sure what exactly you're begging for, but eunseok gives it to you every time.
you're making a mess of his hair, strands wrapped around your fingers. when you grip them harshly, unintentionally, he groans into you. it's the first noise you've heard from him, and it sends a jolt of excitement through your body. when he feels your thighs twitch around him, he knows you're getting close. or at least, that he's doing a phenomenal job. when you wrap your legs around his neck, he keeps a grip on your outer thigh, trying to retain some form of control. his other hand reaches for your lower stomach, grasping at the soft flesh.
his tongue teases at your hole, gliding down occasionally to circle your sensitive clit. the stimulation is too much, but so good at the same time.
your hips rock against his face, you feel like you're losing control. "eunseok" you pant. you don't have to say anything, he already knows. your hips jerk faster, as eunseok works hard to get you there. he's so determined, the lack of oxygen in his lungs doesn't cross his mind. you shudder when he presses his palm into your lower abdomen, legs locking around his head as you come undone, a guttural moan leaving you. you're practically seeing stars when eunseok continues lapping up your release, the grip on his head loosening as your whole body goes limp. you're laying on your back with your eyes closed, panting heavily.
you almost forget he's there until you no longer feel his warmth on you, the sound of his unsteady breathing overlapping yours.
you prop yourself up on your elbows, stealing a glance at him. he's already looking at you, his lips quirking up weakly as he shifts to sit up. his chest rising and falling.
he's glistening, from the strands of hair clinging to his face down to the damp collar of his shirt.
"how do you feel?" his voice is barely stable.
you tilt your head, letting it rest on your shoulder as you give him a sheepish smile. "you're really good."
he huffs out a laugh. "i'm really good?" he beams, emphasizing the 'really'.
"i guess." you don't want to boost his ego more than you already have. you playfully nudge his thigh with your foot, stretching your arms out to lie flat on the bed again.
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synopsis : the daily shenanigans of life with enha, as the 8th female member ! i’ll be doing little blurbs or oneshots and possibly try smau’s if i can!
includes : ✑ enha being idiots, random shit, [name] as an idol with enhypen, etc. obviously she’ll have her own room and stuff, etc. this probably won’t be a slow-burn, maybe rushed, maybe some members already have feelings, who knows!
reader calls the members ‘hyung’ despite being female, because the company makes her do so as ‘oppa’ is typically for romantic partners or close relationships with the men, etc. it’s supposed to express a platonic relationships between them so fans don’t ship them or get angry at the mixed gendered group. because it’s a requirement to do so in public, she does so at home too!
i understand that “oppa” can be used for brotherly purposes as well so i suppose i could’ve used that term, but since reader is around the same age, the members may interpret it as romantical
and my purpose for NOT using oppa, is because i want to have it be used in the future as their relationship builds.
ex. “[Name]~, how come you refer to Heeseung-hyung as ‘oppa’ and not me?” Jake pouts as he wraps his arms around you. You give a shy smile towards the aussie and hug his arm. “Heeseung-oppa asked me to..” but Jake frowns further and nudges his nose into the crook of your neck from behind. “Hey.. call me that too, okay?.. even if not in public,” his grip tightens on you. “call me that too.” You blink, a bit confused at his tone before you quietly murmur, your cheeks dusted pink. “..Oppa.. you can let go of me now.” When you refer to him with that title, his grip suddenly loosens and his breath stop, and he hides his face further in your neck, preventing you from seeing his flush. “again.”
however this will be a romantic series!
“One, Two, Connect! Hello, we are Enhypen!”
"It would be our little secret. No one has to know, but us, and that's all that matters, right?" Heeseung murmurs into your ear, his lips brushing against it with a kiss.
"I'll make sure no one ever finds out about us. You can trust me. I'll love you behind the cameras." Jay promises, arms around you as he pulls you to his chest, petting your hair.
"We'll make it work, right? We always will, so don't worry. Whatever happens, I'll protect you." Jake gives his signature puppy smile, fingers intertwining with yours.
"I shouldn't feel this way, but it's different with you.. So let me love you. I don't care what anyone says." Sunghoon's eyes are soft yet downcast, as he presses a tender kiss to your forehead.
"I know it's wrong.. I know what will happen if this gets out, but why does it feel so right when I'm with you?" Jungwon lets his eyes flutter shut while his lips meet the back of your hand.
"I just want to be with you, more than just as members or anything." Sunoo leans down, pressing his lips to your cheek to kiss lightly. "Believe me."
"You can keep a secret, can't you? I know you want this too. So. just trust me." Niki can't help but cup your face, hands holding your cheek as he kisses you deeply.
The seven of them can’t help but stand before you with hope, warmth and affection laced in their eyes.
"I love you, [Name]."
BREAKING NEWS : [Name] [Lastname] from ENHYPEN, DATING A MEMBER RUMORS?
ALBUM TITLE : Life W/ Enha
Track One : A Typical Night
Track Two : Fainting on Stage
Track Three : Enha Trip : Day One
Track Four : Enha Trip : Day Two
Track Five : Getting Into an Intense Argument
Track ??? : Interviews
to be written..
A/N: so i hope you guys are looking forward to this. i obviously might get some stuff wrong or something, im a somewhat new engene, and i know ill get some flame for this too but this is just fun fluff stuff.. so dont take it personally ! <3
this will include blurbs, oneshots, smaus (maybe), scenarios with each member or some members or all members, like their reactions to you with saesangs or fans who accuse you of things, etc. and will gradually reach romance with all of them, some faster than others!
if you have thoughts or suggestions, feel free to share ! if anything that is insulting or rude, then please refrain from commenting it.
not proofread! i changed the intro :P if you saw the old intro, you didnt.
Ok so, THIS IS MY FIRST TIME REQUESTING AAHDUFHDH so, I read your req rules very politely, and can I also very politely ask for.. ok now here's the thing-- (male) reader is a very sleepy person, like, when I say sleepy, they could probably fall asleep on the floor and wake up asking how they fell asleep. Bucci gang finds them literally anywhere around the safehouse, and they all debate on where reader would somehow fall asleep next. I'd say maybe it's more of a fluff, platonic little fic, but can u pretty please make Abbachio a little romantic :3? Say Abbachio has a crush on reader? Idk if I'm even requesting right, I don't remember the req rules anymore, my brain has the attention span of a goldfish
Can I pretty plz be 🍒anon? I see alot of people doing this and I lowkey don't know what it means.. teach me the Tumblr ways
A/n ; HELLOO SWEETIEE!!! oh my goodness I love this request, it's so adorable, this screams bonding time with the gng ahh !! And yes !! you may be 🍒 anon! (My first ever anon!!! Yay!!) Now coming to Tumblr.. I'm new as well haha 😂 so we'll learn along the way together? (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) (Edit; i thought you meant hcs because it wasn't mentioned to be a scenario, then I read it again and realized... I'm so sorry sweetie 😭 I hope you still enjoy it tho🥹)
dividers are by @/cursed-carmine
Romantic for Abbacchio , x m!reader but can be read as gn reader too , fluff , platonic for the rest
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When people are asked what they think sleep is, they'd say, “Well..it's something you do when you go to bed.” Unfortunately for you, the universe decided to make it a constant companion of yours. You fall asleep, everywhere—on the bed, on someone's bed, on the ground, on the couch, under the couch, anywhere. There's not one place you haven't occupied once. And after all that, you ask yourself or the poor soul you just gave a heart attack to, “How'd I fall asleep here..?” and your team members are thinking, “HOW'D HE FALL ASLEEP HERE??”
The Bucciarati gang have very ambivalent feelings about this. Narancia and Mista are amazed by you and think you deserve some type of trophy. Bruno and Fugo are deeply concerned for you. Giorno is somewhere in the middle. And Abbacchio keeps finding more reasons to love you. Now, at the end of every week, it's mandatory that they all place bets on which places they'll find you asleep in next. For some reason, Bruno is very accurate.
BRUNO BUCCIARATI .
— ☆ Bruno is.. deeply worried for you. He does find your sleeping places rather surprising—he's questioned it a few times but after noticing that you aren't resting in places that are potentially dangerous to you or your well being, he quietly accepts it. The actual cause of his concern is because of how much you tend to sleep.
“No normal person can sleep for half the day and still manage to function normally.” would be the running thought in his mind when he sees you sleeping contentedly under a table. For the third time.
— ☆ At first, Bruno didn't take much of it to note and assumed you were very tired—but when the fourth or fifth time rolls around and he couldn't find you anywhere the entire day, then sees you curled up to yourself underneath the couch. He's scrutinizing you. Very intensely. He insisted you should get a check-up at the doctors. Even after the doctor tells you're perfectly fine—he does not take it.
— ☆ He does his best to adapt around your sleepiness; Bruno decides if the doctors couldn't help, he will. He doesn't invade into your personal space, he cares for you in a way that seems near but far enough for you to breathe. He occasionally checks on you, adjusts your sleeping positions to something comfortable or just straight up carries you to your room. He still finds you on the floor somehow.
— ☆ Bruno has taken up the duty to prepare you black and earl grey teas to keep you up and about for at least a good amount of time. And gives you sweets to nibble on for a boost of energy; he knows that rest is important, but too much can impact you negatively. He's managed to slowly get used to your peculiar habits, but still can't help but get a fright when you go missing the whole day and someone tells him you're just casually napping on the damn roof. With a blanket on, safety comes first.
GIORNO GIOVANNA .
— ☆ Once tripped over you and fell face first into the ground, hard. He is, as well, concerned for your well being. He can't help but have his flabbers gasted when he finds you sleeping under the coffee table and then being asked, how'd you fall asleep here.
“I know sleeping feels..good. But I'm getting worried each day for you.”
— ☆ Giorno immediately clocked your sleeping thing when you two were assigned a mission, and after completing it, he finds you dead asleep in the enemy's lair. Giorno has thought of multiple ways to pull you out of it—but after observing how at peace you looked while sleeping, in the end he decides he'll just quietly make sure you don't fall into danger while trying to take a rest.
— ☆ Whenever Giorno comes across a sleeping you in a place that's not suited for it, he'll kindly move you to either the couch or to your bed. Giorno doesn't exactly have anything to do, since Bruno's the one taking care of it; so he helps in ways he can. Sometimes, if he's feeling exhausted coming back from a rather difficult mission—he'll unknowingly seek you out. When he does find you, Giorno will snuggle up to you and fall into the same sleep you have been consumed by. Hey, even he has to get his sleep in too you know? But now Bruno has two people to carry to their bedrooms.
GUIDO MISTA .
— ☆ Frankly speaking, he finds it sick. Like in a cool way—like that should be a record, why aren't you gifted a trophy for it?? He did scream once because he thought you were dead since you were in a position that was very similar to that one Peter griffin position, right in front of the living room entrance. He then asks you for sleeping tips.
“DUDE THAT'S LIKE— SO COOL?? PLEASE TEACH ME YOUR WAYS.” He accidentally yells into your face as you are still halfway through into awoke consciousness.
— ☆ Mista does find the entire scenario kinda hilarious—but at the same time he does make sure you are alright and that this whole thing isn't some bad thing in disguise. He's a expressive guy, so with him near you will not sleep; he'll actually go out of his way to grab you from wherever your sleeping on and take you into whatever conversation he's having. He too understands that sleeping is a vital thing for the human body, but too much of something can be harmful.
— ☆ Alrighty, I don't even have to say it—Mista does indulge in your sleeping activities too. He accidentally found Giorno curled into you like a cat as the both of you were sleeping on a new fluffy carpet—he raised an eyebrow at the sight. Then thought, “Eh, they look way too comfy sleeping like that.” and got comfortable near you two. Proceeded to fall dead asleep. Bruno can't catch a break, this time he'll just drape a blanket over you three and pray you don't get back pain or someone steps on you.
NARANCIA GHIRGA .
— ☆ Narancia low-key thought it was normal, then eavesdropped on one of Bruno's conversations regarding the amount of time you're awake and asleep. Then he realized it wasn't normal as he thought it would be. Him being the youngest, and quite literally the most energetic out of everyone, can't relate to your sleepiness. He finds your sleeping areas horrible too.
“Come on!! You can't just sleep the whole day, let's go outside!! I want some ice cream!” He tries his best to also keep you awake, by getting you up to join him on his little adventures.
— ☆ He sometimes steals the candies Bruno gives you, but then instantly apologizes to you..he just can't help himself! They look so good.. It's a once in a lifetime occurrence that he actually does end up sleeping in the sleepy cuddle—he'll probably either try to escape or turn into a chatterbox that's turned into soft background noise. But in the end, Narancia being young does finish up all of his energy fast. So it's inevitable he falls asleep too.
PANNACOTTA FUGO .
— ☆ Panics a lot for you. Also did trip over you but managed to catch himself in the nick of time. He's on the same level of worry Bruno is—and tries to understand how your body just.. functions like that.
“Maybe.. we should take a walk? I heard that it's good for replenishing your energy!” He doesn't force you to come or engage in activities, just softly suggests ideas he'd like you to participate in.
— ☆ He doesn't find the entire sleeping together thing comfortable, but does like to occasionally watch over you all. If you ask him if he could read a bedtime story, he'd find it absurd—and immediately he's in his library checking for a good book. His soothing voice lulls you into a deep sleep. Even if he isn't happy of the fact you sleep more than you're physically awake; he can't help but feel his heart warm up at the adorable sight.
LEONE ABBACCHIO .
— ☆ Truthfully speaking, he finds this amusing. But is still scared shitless when he doesn't see you the entire day even while knowing you're probably snuggled to yourself somewhere.
“Sometimes I wonder whether you love scaring the soul out of everyone or it's just natural for you. Either way, keep yourself out of danger yeah? Don't want you in some shady shit.” He doesn't try to keep you up—instead he's kinda of impressed you manage to sleep this much since he's an insomniac.
— ☆ Whenever he finds you sleeping somewhere; he'll stare at you for a couple of minutes, and then gently maneuver you into his arms so he can lay you onto your bed. He doesn't forget to tuck you in too. If anybody happens to catch him; they're gone. He finds the sleeping cuddle thing absolutely stupid. He silently seethes when he sees Mista cuddling you while Giorno's head is resting on your chest. Obviously they see you as a good pillow, nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, Abbacchio tends to slam his wine glass a bit harder on the table when the memory keeps on replaying in his mind.
— ☆ SCENARIO !
The memory was vague, but still fresh in your mind. You were sleeping on the cold, hard ground while snoring softly. You didn't even realize it; but you couldn't bring yourself to care, it felt nice to finally close your eyes after such a tedious day. You curled into yourself instinctively, everything around you being hushed into a comfortable silence. Your surroundings slowed, your breathing evened—but you sensed something wasn't in place. You felt a broad shadow loom over your form, though you weren't conscious enough to look up; you could only manage a brief open of your eyes. Whoever towered over you, bent down; you felt something soft land over you. And at the same time, you also felt something press onto your open palm. It was when the faint sound of footsteps descending you lifted your heavy eyelids; there was something on your palm. Purple lipstick. Painted on the skin of your palm in the shape..of lips. “Mm..” You chuckle, pressing your own lips to the imprint while returning back to your sleep. You could hear his rapid heartbeat from a mile away.
rating the pitt ships bc i need to get it out of my skin
garsantos/garcia x santos: 6/10
they're basically canon which automatically makes them a little boring to me I'M SORRY but i do love some problematic yuri, and they're both very hot. they would be hot together, although i fear they may clash (which could also be hot who knows)
mavadi/mateo x javadi: 7/10
i honestly was doubtful of this at first bc of the awkwardness and the weird thing going on with mckay but they grew on me immediately after the mass casualty. him supporting her in her adrenaline crash. him drinking with her after shift. they're endgame for sure but i don't think their dynamic or chemistry was interesting enough for me to be too invested
melangdon/mel x langdon: 2/10
i'm sorry!! i see it?? but that doesn't mean i like it. they give older brother/younger sister energy to me. i think people are right to love the "you're here!!" scene but i don't interpret it romantically, i think it's an abandonment/mentorship/sibling dynamic reaction imo
rabbot/robby x abbot: 10/10
i love me some old man yaoi. was it casual when we almost jumped off the same roof on the same day. no further notes
rollins/robby x collins: 2/10
exes that should probably stay exes. they've got a cute energy now as friends and the ambulance bay scene with them was so hearbreaking, but i think it may be for the best that they stay apart
mohabbot/mohan x abbot: 7/10
didn't know this was happening until i went online. considering i didn't see it in my own watch, i'm not the most invested ever, but i do think there is evidence that they may perhaps want each other so bad. will be keeping tabs on this one to see how i feel in the future
hucklerobby/whitaker x robby: 10/10
can't see this happening for real but i can dream can't i?? problematic age gap religious guilt closeted traumatized mentor x rat boy my beloveds. why are we touching so much?? i know what you are
more niche ships belowww
wabbot/walsh x abbot: 2/10
they give me the same vibes as collins and robby. like they could for sure be exes that still somewhat care for each other. but on the other hand every interaction seems like a fight between a gay man and a lesbian to me. maybe i'm biased!!
melhan/mel x mohan: 2/10
they were super cute working together but mostly in a friend way i fear. not much chemistry imo. (i wouldn't be opposed to them kissing though) who said that!!!
robdon (?)/robby x langdon: 5/10
realistically no. but my gay angst loving brain is saying yupppp. so i'll indulge a bit. i do love how they were able to affect each other (mostly piss each other off) and the undertone of the connection they've built ("you know me," rec letter, etc)
crashtos/javadi x santos: 6/10
this ship caught me by surprise in the fandom but i can totally see it. it's got good rivals to lovers energy. maybe i'm just a raging lesbian but now that i've seen some of their scenes together again i just think what if we kissed and made up. got its merit but it's not my fav. also slightly don't think javadi could handle allat but would love to see them as besties
hucklerabbot/whitaker x robby x abbot: 10/10
sorry they're just really hot. do i recall abbot and whitaker interacting at all? no. does that matter to me? of course not.
mentos/mel x santos: 7/10
was pleasantly surprised by this in the fandom. they're actually pretty cute and i'd love to see more of their interaction. "thank you for opening up to me :))" are you joking!! they're just a cute lil opposites attract so i kinda like it. i could definitely see it as platonic though
mellis/mel x ellis: 10/10
unexpected to me but UGH they're also hot!! their spinal tap case scenes... why is there so much chemistry. i also think they just worked together so easily from the beginning in a way that lends itself to a fast-growing connection
mohantos/mohan x santos: 6/10
i can see it. not invested yet but hey we'll see. i do love when santos took the blame for her <33 they had a rocky start but i love the direction they're going. whether that's friendship or more
that's all i have for now but hey we're getting more characters next season ;))
