im just thinking abt an au where wwx actually did die at the burial mounds but him surviving long enough there and even pioneering a new branch of cultivation to do so was enough to punt his ghost straight up to wrath rank. however he is unaware that hes actually dead since hes too focused on his goal to absolutely decimate wen chao to pay attention to his bodily functions/needs or lack thereof.
everyone else gets this feeling that something is off with wwx but they figure its just heebie jeebies from the demonic cultivation. it's only until wwx went back to the burial mounds with the wen remnants that it sinks in that hes dead. but then he realises that if this gets out, the cultivation world will be hunting for his head more viciously so he keeps this very tightly under wraps. all this secret keeping and exhaustion and starvation just makes wwx a teensy bit more volatile but at least he has his own little family to keep him sane.
until shit starts to go downhill. and it just keeps on going. until everyone is gone and hes the only one left standing and he needs to destroy the stupid fucking seal and keep the others from discovering where he hid a-yuan so he takes his chances and pours his everything into destroying the seal. except this time hes a little more powerful than he wouldve been if he was mortal and he levels part of the burial mounds before he went. and thus was the last of wwx.
or was it ?
the world believes wwx to be dead ("good riddance") but actually hes still kicking and in a more incorporeal form. he had to retreat somewhere deep in the burial mounds to recover and thus was unable to see that lwj had come back and taken a severely feverish a-yuan with him. wwx thinks everyone is dead and gone and everything was all for naught so he stews in his mistakes and tries to repent while stitching himself back together.
sometime after, he ends up in mount tonglu which was reopened because the aftershocks of the destruction of the stygian tiger seal were strong enough to disturb mount tonglu's magma chamber of resentment basically. so for ~12 years wwx was in there fighting his way thru which was why he didnt answer to lwj's calls
wwx survives as the last standing ghost after the slaughter and stews in the kiln for another month and a half or so. this would be around the time mxy is preparing to summon wwx's ghost for the summoning.
so imagine wwx just came out of the thing as a newly minted supreme/ghost king and hes immediately yanked to where mxy is. wwx's soul isnt stuffed into mxy's newly-emptied physical body since hes a ghost king this time around. still, he helps mxy but in the shadows bc hes still not keen on getting yoinked just when he returned to the mortal world.
everything proceeds as canon, with wwx sharing mxy's body via possession at some points for the comedy gold and the bit (because he would !! let the man be silly)
after that he absolutely yanks mxy outta there after lwj arrives (just after he spends like 5 minutes staring at lwj's beauty of course) and decides hes gonna adopt this sad little wet cat and teach him the actual proper ways of cultivation and steer him away from demonic cultivation bc tbh it's just not worth it esp since mxy has a golden core and who knows how demonic cultivation will affect a golden core-
anyways
wwx decides to do a silly little makeover so he wouldnt be recognised by any of his old acquaintances. his new appearance ends up a weird lil mix between himself and mxy, enough to claim that theyre distant cousins and normal rogue cultivators just starting out. wwx plans on taking his new charge around the country and away from the sects after he learned the godawful way the lanling jin have treated mxy
"single parenthood will be hard, but this father will make sure you get the best life on the road, my sweet little loquat."
"you barely look older than me to be my father, wei-qianbei"
"shush let me have this"
their traveling is off to a good start. but then dafan mountain happens and holy shit wen ning is still alive(?? technically ??) and holy shit why the fuck is everyone from wwx's previous life gathering here and holy shit did he just insult his shijie's son and-
why the fuck are they going with the gusu lan cultivators
what the fuck just happened
what
anyways
wwx introduces himself as a golden core-less distant mo cousin ("had an unfortunate run-in with the core melting hand back then") who used to be a rogue cultivator back in the day and is now dabbling with the art of talisman making and definitely isnt practicing demonic cultivation no siree
somehow he and mxy end up separated as lwj and wwx go to investigate the severed arm together and mxy ends up going w the juniors with a lil encouragement from wwx
"youll have a better time socialising with people your age, little loquat"
"wei-qianbei plz ,,, u just want to go w hanguang-jun alone dont u"
"lmao hahahahah who said that"
wwx is absolutely having the time of his life roleplaying a damsel in distress while being completely oblivious to the bone chilling fear he induces in their undead opponents. he invents silly little talismans to help hanguang-jun in battle. hes a little perplexed at how much shit lwj is letting him get away with.
hes also 90% sure lwj has figured out that hes a ghost and hes sweating like a sinner in church deep inside
i havent thought of much past this but heres some more tidbits of info that i thought about
at some point wwx is made aware of his infamy as the "Devil Flute Upon Graves". his self destruction at the burial mounds wiped out most of the vengeful ghosts in that area and, as mentioned before, shook mount tonglu w enough resentful energy to bust it open
wwx has an army of ghostly corvids that are essentially made of condensed resentful energy. they are also sort of empathetically connected to him ??? so theyre also chatty, yappy things who are extra fond of lwj and the junior ducklings
actually wwx's entire being post-supreme promotion is just condensed resentful/yin energy and being in his presence should be dangerous for regular ppl and cultivators alike but (a) he has mastered the art of keeping the effects contained within himself and (b) existing within the same space as lwj and doing their everyday means that their yin and yang energy are constantly balancing each other out to the point where it just naturally and passively happens. lwj literally dampens wwx's natural heebie jeebie vibes bc of good dick
because hes made up of yin energy, this does mean that it's ridiculously easy for him to switch back and forth between a male and female form. he usually ends up walking around in an androgynous form that leans towards a healthier, happier looking yiling laozu
VERY IMPORTANT ADDITION: yes ofc wwx gives lwj his ashes. it's in the form of an ornament. idk where to hang it tho. maybe wangji-guqin ? or his belt ? still debating on it for sure
the burial mounds are regarded in the ghost realm as his territory now and the ghost realm and heavenly court wait w baited breath to see what this new ghost king would do
the answer is he gallivants all over the damn continent with his new cultivator husband and their gaggle of children. wwx really dgaf about anything else really, he just wants to be Wife and Teacher
the wen remnants are given a second chance at life by wwx himself after the second siege of the burial mounds and they now live a happy afterlife at wwx's new ghost town where their old settlement used to be
he and hua cheng get along by virtue of being former street kids who just want to hang out w their godly spouses and their conversations together are just praise after praise for said godly spouses
wwx's birbs do eat hua cheng's butterflies and it's a frequent point of contention. no harm is done to the butterflies tho, the birbs just spit them out whole bc they taste absolutely nasty/poisonous
wwx 🤝 xie lian : little to no self-preservation instincts. they just want to help people okay !!
after the entire guanyin temple ordeal wwx ends up with a worshipped godly aspect whose primary place of worship is in yiling, who still remember the yiling laozu who just wanted to help his little family survive to the next day. to them, wwx became the god of innovation, ingenuity, and protection
he also becomes the patron god of street children ??? he just finds himself helping street kiddos and taking in vengeful ghost children because it was what he needed back when he was a kid okay ??? hes just using his powers for good, thats all
mxy is taken in by the gusu lan clan where he ends up become a promising candidate as a talisman master, thanks to wwx's encouragement and guidance
also !! it turns out more than a couple of other ppl ascended into the heavenly court, namely:
- jiang yanli ascended as the new water master, while jin zixuan became a martial god. shes a goddess of abundance, the home, and reconciliation. hes a god of wealth, fortune, and justice
- nie mingjue also ascended to become a martial god after his spirit was laid to rest. he was supposed to ascend naturally but jin guangyao's bullshit derailed his fate.
- wen qing ascended to become a medical master/goddess of medicine and sacrifice tho shes also kind of infamous for her friendship with devil flute upon graves. but nobody can say shit cz if they do say shit then they wld also be saying shit abt hualian and they dont want to deal with two calamities up their ass
thats all i can yap abt rn but i might add more we dunno
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sure, sae loves how independent you are — always handling your own stuff, from your job to your errands, never needing a hand. It’s one of the things that drew him to you, that fire in you that doesn’t waver.
but sometimes, it drives him up the wall. he wants you to lean on him, to give him something to do, anything — a task, a favor, a command. he’d drop everything to do it, no complaints, no hesitation. just say the word, and he’s there.
he’s waiting for it, always. when you’re out together, he lingers, eyes flicking to your bag, hoping you’ll hand it over, even if it’s just a tiny purse. but you never do. you sling it over your shoulder, keep walking, and he’s left trailing behind, itching to help.
he won’t admit it out loud — sae itoshi, begging? never. he’s too proud for that, too stubborn to whine. but god, he’s desperate for you to ask him for something.
then one day, you’re in the kitchen, cooking dinner, and you casually say, “sae, can you pass the salt?” It’s nothing — literally just salt. but he’s already by your side, grabbing the shaker from the counter like it’s his life’s mission.
he hands it to you, and you give him that soft smile, the one that says you appreciate it but you’re fine on your own. he eats it up anyway, heart racing like he just scored a goal.
sae starts subtly creating situations where you might need him, like “accidentally” leaving your jacket at home so you have to borrow his when it gets cold, or tightened the lid on a jar just enough so you’ll ask him to open it.
he lowkey sabotages small things, like hiding your keys in an obvious spot, just to feel useful when you ask him to help find them.
when you finally ask him for something bigger — like fixing a shelf or carrying groceries, he’s so efficient it’s almost scary, but he plays it cool, like it’s no big deal, even though he’s internally screaming with joy.
he secretly loves it when you’re stressed and let him take over, like when you’re swamped with work and he silently starts handling your chores without you asking.
if you ever thank him for helping with that soft smile of yours, he’ll shrug it off with a “... it’s nothing,” but the way his ears turn pink gives him away.
he starts leaving little notes around your place, like “tell me if you need anything” or “I’m free, just say it,” hoping you’ll take the hint.
one time, you absentmindedly ask him to tie your shoelaces because your hands are full, and he does it with such focus you’d think he’s defusing a bomb — then he looks up at you like he’s waiting for more orders.
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Snippets of fun facts from my Genshin Impact/Ninjago AU :3
Spinjitzu is interpreted as an ancient art made to mimic or channel a dragon's breath. If the case were an elemental user, they are able to infuse their powers with the technique, and making it stronger than it was. (Still an early sketch of the concept. It was either to honor "Rex Lapis" or as an interpretation of the Dragon Sovereigns) It's not called Spinjitzu in this au though.Lol
Most of the Ninja are all reincarnations of the previous Elemental "masters" or those who were part of the Elemental alliance.
Lloyd is also part of Alice's family (he was taken in by Alice, she is his godmother (and aunt??)), one of the witches from the Hexenzirkel. He is Albedo and Klee's older brother. However, unlike the two who are live in Mondstadt and are part of the Knights of Favonius, Lloyd lives his own life in Liyue (often residing in Qiaoying Village). This doesn't change the fact that he cares for his siblings, and he makes visits for Mondstadt to see them.
Zane's overall character is inspired/based on a greek mythology of a robot called Talos: "a giant automaton made of bronze to protect Europa in Crete from pirates and invaders. He circled the island's shores three times daily." (cited from Wikipedia), he was also called Talos by his inventor, though was also named as "Anthelme". In the Genshin au, his character is centered around the fact that he long yearns to understand humanity, and his sense to protect them is due to his fascination and fondness for them - knowing that though he was built to stand alongside them both through appearance and mind, he will always remain as a machine.
Zane is a friend of Jay, who is an automaton researcher (dubbed by himself of course), who's incredibly curious about how machinery works, he was especially curious on pre-Teyvat civilizations, and how far they advanced. He collects all sorts of ruin machine scraps, and he has a Commision event dedicated to him. Many of his friends joke that he could be qualified to become an Akademiyan student, but Jay would rather work under his own choices than be under someone elses. I really love the idea that Jay loves machinery and tinkering, so I developed this concept more in the au.
Benthomaar is a very well known actor around Fontaine, his noblelike and benevolent nature has made the nation dub him as their Prince, of course, in theatre. He excels in melodrama, and his performances have been very appreciated by many. Though under his guise, his penchant for theatre does not just go on stage, but beyond and behind. Aside from being an actor, he works as part of the Marechausee Phantom: from gathering intel, to even capturing the target, it is the opposite of his stage acts as he works under the spotlight.
Similarly, Harumi works the same way, though she is talented at her ways of deceipt, she shares masks of many, that which have fooled more than dozens. However, she works under the Fatui, as she was raised as part of the House of Hearth, and looks up to Arlecchino's ways greatly. She silently despises Lyney, though she is friends with Lynette.
Cole and Kai, though their stories are still vague at the moment, are actually friends. Cole is a Sumerian from the forest, while Kai is a Sumerian from the desert.
albedo, an artificial being born from his master's exceptional capabilities, has no means of reproducing biologically - he's all chalk and khemia. however, as an alchemist and pursuer of the truth, perhaps that problem can be solved.
as he stands before his research camp in dragonspine, he can't help but think that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. his imposter and his master's affinity for creation... he's not so different in a sense. in his hand, he holds a strand of your hair, a DNA sample - plucked when you were too busy gawking at his notes and potions when visiting earlier. it was all too easy.
he may not be able to reproduce in the traditional fashion that's expected from males made from flesh and bones, but an alchemist of his grandeur cannot be stopped once he sets his mind on something. he navigates through his reading materials and equipment with a clinical level of precision, eyes narrowed in focus.
a child. he will give you a child created in the same way he was. a child will be created whose genes and appearance are the perfect blend between you two - an ideal offspring.
this is the exact push he needed for you.
the next time he calls for you to visit him in dragonspine, you're greeted by the sight of an infant who eerily looks like you and him, with a star-shaped mark adorning their neck, identical to his.
confused, you move your gaze to look at albedo, searching for an explanation. all he provides is a minuscule smile.
he truly hopes you'll welcome the new addition to your family with the same warmth you have always kindly given him. he's sure klee will love having a new playmate, too.
Could you make a post where some genshin boys are streaming and there s/o face gets revealed by accident. Like what would the boys do?
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a/n - yes! i think there are a couple of the boys who would freak out and others who are not so private about their relationship, so it wouldn’t be that big of a deal. i hope you like who i chose for this! for anyone wondering, this relates to this post.
albedo doesn’t really care. your relationship hasn’t been public nor has it been private. you walk into the room, give him a kiss on the head, and walk out. albedo just shrugs it off and keeps playing. he didn’t mean for it to happen, since you guys had something planned for your face reveal, but it didn’t really matter.
“that was my s/o, yes. i do wish we could’ve planned that better though.”
scaramouche is lowkey mad. he doesn’t show it on stream, but afterwards, he yells at you for walking in. the dude’s beyond mad, but then he starts angry crying. he doesn’t want anything to happen to you, and you might’ve risked your safety showing yourself to the internet.
“never do that again, ok! i-i don’t care but just, like, don’t get hurt.”
xiao would start freaking out. you had just walked in the room, not knowing he was streaming, and he was in the middle of a game. he turned around and immediately shooed you. internally he was screaming, and externally, his face had gone red. his chat freaked out as well.
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"If I don't reply by tomorrow, then consider me dead."
It's been two years since you got that message, and you haven't seen them since.
Suddenly, your phone lights up: "Sorry, that took longer than I thought."
I made these as a way to compile all the geographical vocabulary that I thought was useful and interesting for writers. Some descriptors share categories, and some are simplified, but for the most part everything is in its proper place. Not all the words are as useable as others, and some might take tricky wording to pull off, but I hope these prove useful to all you writers out there!
summary: the cute little girl you tutor is always going on about how you should date her smart, good-looking older brother, so why is your annoying, cocky classmate opening the door instead of her?
────── academic rival Sunghoon x reader || sfw, tension, can you tell i love the enemies to lovers trope LOL. || w/c: 3.5k (everyone clap jet is finally writing full length fics !!!)
a/n: ok whos shocked yet another enemies to lovers fic from yours truly - but i cant help that this trope is the most fun to write !!!!!!!
Shocked doesn’t even come close to describing how you feel right now.
You feel as though if you widen your eyes anymore they’ll pop right out of your head, but the thought of him seeing you make such an embarrassing expression forces you to calm yourself. Slowly, he narrows his eyes, clearly not any less confused about this than you are.
“The hell are you doing at my house?” he spits, thick brows furrowed as he looks you up and down.
You’re about to reply with something equally as snarky, but you’re interrupted by a small head popping out from underneath his arm - which is outstretched to hold open the front door.
“You’re here!” Yeji squeals in excitement, ducking past him to throw herself around your waist. You stumble backwards a bit, putting on her head to steady yourself as you laugh softly.
“Hey,” you breathe out, though your eyes don’t leave those of the man in front of you, whose confusion only grows. “I’m here to tutor her,” you say curtly, almost in disbelief that you’d have to spell it out for him this much.
Though it’s not like you’re in much of a position to say much else because, really, you should’ve put the pieces together a long time ago. Being young and uninterested in her studies, Yeji had managed to spend most of your lessons together chatting about her life instead of doing her homework and so you had been told a lot about her - and her mysterious older brother who was rarely around because he was always busy working part-time or studying at university. At the time, you didn’t think twice about the fact that he went to the same university as you or that the times she mentioned him having exams always coincidentally lined up with yours - though now you’re beginning to think maybe you should’ve.
Details like that were easy to forget though, especially when Yeji paid far more attention to the other details about her brother which she deemed far more important. You had spent many afternoons passively listening to her talk about how smart, sweet and tall he was, how he was “practically a prince” - all the while trying to get her to finish her algebra questions. You had even brushed it off when she mentioned that the two of you would make a good couple, and how it was a shame you had never met before.
But Yeji couldn’t have been more wrong, because you actually had met her brother, and far more than you would’ve liked to for that matter. In fact, prior to today, Park Sunghoon had been nothing more than a nuisance in your university life. The one to constantly challenge your points in discussions, to steal your perfect front-row seat or to beat you by a singular mark in final exams. In your eyes, he was nothing but a cocky, good-for-nothing know-it-all who had been unfairly blessed with unnatural good looks which he used to trick your poor female classmates into liking him.
All the details matched up though, times, places, hell they even had the same last name - but it had never occurred to you to put two and two together. Despite this, the shock of the initial realisation pales in comparison to the fact that you now how to continue with your lesson - whilst he sat in the next room over, glaring at you the entire time.
You shifted in your seat nervously, eyes darting between Yeji’s exercise book and the strict gaze of her brother. Seriously, just what was his problem? - you’d never done anything to seriously wrong him, and if you did, you figured the fact that you were helping out his younger sister would be enough of a reason for him to let down his guard for once. But still, he sat there, completely uninterested in the video game he had loaded up as an obvious excuse, eyes locked on you.
The weight of his gaze only made you more anxious and when you brought a hand up to hold your pencil you noticed the slight tremble in it. You couldn’t help but feel irritated, not just at him for being so distracting, but also at yourself for letting him get to you so easily.
“I think he’s looking at you because you’re so pretty,” you heard a small voice mutter beside you catching you off guard. You let out a small laugh, about to calmly tell her to focus on her work but when you raise your eyes to look at her brother in the next room you notice that, for once, he’s avoiding your gaze, clearing his throat out of what almost seems to be nervousness.
“Nice try Yeji, but I think your brother just doesn’t trust my tutoring skills.”
She tilts her head, considering this for a moment - then with the same innocent bluntness as before, she shrugs. "Or maybe he's just grumpy because he got dumped."
A deafening silence falls over the room, and your pencil freezes mid-scratch as you glance up just in time to see Sunghoon's entire expression shift. His eyes widen for the briefest moment before his features twist into something between horror and annoyance. "Yeji," he hisses in warning, eyes shooting daggers at his sister, "shut up."
But it's too late, your interest is piqued and despite the harshness in his tone you can't help the smirk tugging at your lips at the thought of finally having some leverage against him.
"Wait," you say, tilting your head as you look at him, "Park Sunghoon ... got dumped?"
He exhales sharply, dragging a hand across his face. "It wasn't- I didn't-" he stops himself, visibly irritated at the two of you. "That's none of your business."
Yeji, completely unaffected by her brother's obvious distress, hums to herself as she flips a page in her book. "She was really pretty too, she muses, "but she said he was too emotionally unavailable and always busy with school."
You blink in disbelief, then, unable to stop yourself, you laugh. "Shocking," your tone is dripping with sarcasm.
Sunghoon snaps his head towards you, eyes narrowing as if daring you to continue. "What did you say?"
You press your lips together, feigning innocence, but Sunghoon knows you too well for that and his glare only deepens. And for the first time, instead of just irritating you, the sight of him so obviously affected by your words is a little entertaining.
Interesting you think to yourself as you continue with the lesson, now far too aware of how the tension in the air has shifted ever so slightly. He doesn't move from his spot in the other room, or stop staring at you two, but now whenever you look up at him, instead of being able to meet your gaze he quickly looks away, pretending to be occupied with his game. You can't help but find it just a little amusing.
Soon your lesson draws to an end and you begin to pack your materials away into your bag, thanking Yeji for working hard and listening to you - though you're interrupted by a deep rumble in the distance, followed by the sound of light rain. By the time you make it to the front door though, it's gotten much heavier and the plans you had to catch the bus home seem bleak. It isn't like you have much choice though, and you pull your hoodie over your head with a defeated sigh.
"You can't walk home in that," Yeji announces dramatically, clinging to your arm as she looks out at the heavy rain. Suddenly she perks up as if met with a great idea, and turns to her brother - who has been pretending not to listen from the living room. "Hoonie, can you drive her?"
He barely looks up from his phone, though there's a slight delay in his response. "No."
"Why not?" she pouts.
"Not my problem," he mutters.
You roll your eyes, typical you think to yourself as you step towards the door. "It's fine, Yeji, I'll just-"
"You're seriously going to make her walk in this rain?" Yeji cries out as she walks over to her brother on the couch, "What if she gets sick? Then I'll be sad, and when I'm sad I don't do my homework. And if I don't do my homework, I'll fail and when I fail-"
"Fine," Sunghoon groans, rubbing his temple as he pushes himself off the couch in a swift movement. He walks past you, grabbing his keys and twirling them around his finger coolly. "Get in the car before I change my mind," he says sternly.
You narrow your eyes at him and are about to deny his offer but the rain doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon, and you're not stupid enough to reject a free ride out of pride alone.
"Alright," you sigh, shooting Yeji one last thankful look before following her brother out to his car.
"You live in the dorms on campus, right?" he asks casually. The rain hits the windshields of his car with a harsh rhythm, filling the silence between you two as you get in. The hum of the engine is the only other sound as he pulls out of the driveway, one slender hand lazily resting on the wheel.
"Yeah," you say curtly, not even stopping to wonder how he could've known that. You're too busy holding a grudge against his ability to make every move seem so gracefully effortless, even turning a steering wheel.
You sit stiffly in the passenger seat beside him, eyes fixed straight on the road ahead. You'll admit the car is nicer than you expected - spotless, the faint scent of something clean, a little floral, in the air - but you refuse to acknowledge it, just like you refuse to acknowledge that being here, alone with him, feels weirdly intimate.
It doesn't help that he hasn't said another word since you both got in, not that you were expecting him to, but still - the awkward silence feels heavier than it should. You steal a quick glance at him out of the corner of your eye once the car reaches a red light - only to find that he's already looking at you.
Your breath hitches for just a second, but you recover quickly in hopes that he won’t notice your reaction. “What?” you huff, raising an unimpressed brow.
His eyes turn back to the road just as quickly, expression unreadable as the light turns green. “Nothing.”
You sink back in your seat and the silence resumes, but with its temporary break, you feel compelled to keep up the conversation, even if it means more childish bickering.
“I hope you don’t expect anything in return for this,” you say, turning to face forward again - but your attention piques once you hear a faint noise from him. It’s something you’ve never heard before, something just quiet enough that you almost didn’t hear it over the drumming rain, but you’re glad you did because you swear you just heard Park Sunghoon laugh.
"When have I ever expected anything from you," he spits, but the usual malice in his tone is tinged with amusement.
"I'm just saying, don't think that just because you're doing this for me that anything's going to change," you huff, "if it weren't for Yeji you probably couldn't care less about me anyways."
Sunghoon hums, the corners of his lips twitching as if he's holding back another laugh - he doesn't deny it, which somehow annoys you more than if he had outright agreed. Instead, he just shifts gears smoothly, eyes fixed on the road and you hate the way you find your gaze lingering on his profile for just a little too long.
"You sound disappointed," he muses after a beat.
You scoff defensively, crossing your arms. "Yeah, right." You've always hated how easily he could read you.
He just nods ever so slightly and doesn't press for more but the silence that follows feels a little different now, less tense. You shift in your seat and try to ignore the way your heart is starting to beat just a little too fast or the fact that you're waiting for him to say something.
After a moment, he exhales, fingers tapping the steering wheel. "For the record," he sighs, his tone almost confessional, "I don't not care about you."
You crane your neck, searching his face for any sign that he's messing with you right now, a glint in his eye, his signature cocky smirk - but his expression is again unreadable. Instead, you watch the outline of his jaw shift slightly, almost as if he regrets his words, but he doesn't take it back.
You swallow nervously, unsure entirely of what to do with this new information. "Good to know," you say slowly, looking away before he can see how much that single sentence has affected you.
As you do, you're suddenly desperate for an opportunity to change the topic. "How come this whole time I never knew you had a younger sister?"
"Well it's not exactly like you know much about my personal life," he scoffs - and you have to admit he's right.
"I mean, it's not like you're an open book or anything," you reply, "takes me ages just to figure out what you're thinking half the time with that blank expression. It's hard to believe you and Yeji are even related."
"Right because a guy my age should totally be acting like a middle school girl," he nods mockingly.
"You get what I'm saying," you sigh, going quiet for a minute as you think about what to say next. "She looks up to you a lot, you know," is what you land on, trying to balance your tone between sounding casual and earnest.
You watch as he scoffs, and shakes off your comment with a slight shake of his head. "I'm serious," you say, "she talks about you like you're a superhero or something, even when she complains about you, it's obvious you mean a lot to her."
Even though his expression barely changes, you watch his fingers tighten slightly on the wheel - and the beat of silence before his response is enough to tell you that he's not used to hearing things like this. You find it interesting how even though you're practically complimenting him, he responds as if he's unsettled.
"Whatever, she's young and annoying," he finally mutters - though for the first time, there's no real malice to his tone, only something defensive.
"You're deflecting," you point out. This side of him, the one that's quiet and easily affected by your words, is one you've rarely gotten to see and if you're being completely honest, you're enjoying this far too much to let it go. "I think you like knowing she looks up to you."
He huffs, clearly growing tired of your prying. "And I think you like hearing yourself talk."
You roll your eyes, but before you can shoot back with another remark, he beats you to it. "And whilst we're prying into my personal life, Yeji mentioned something interesting earlier."
You pause, suddenly wary. "Oh?"
He flicks his turn signal on, voice infuriatingly casual. "Apparently, you remind her of my ex."
You feel your stomach lurch, followed quickly by a heat creeping up your face. "Excuse me?" is all you can manage to say.
His lips curl slightly, and it becomes clear that he only mentioned this to see your reaction. "Not in looks or anything," he clarifies, glancing briefly at you before focusing back on the road. "Personality-wise, she said you both have a way of getting under my skin."
You scoff, feeling an odd mix of feeling, irritation and something you don't really want to name. "Wow, should I be flattered or insulted?"
"That depends," he muses, "my ex was kinda terrible."
"Seriously?" you gape, shocked at how bold he's being in sharing this with you, "sounds like you're just butthurt from being dumped."
He actually laughs - fully this time, not just the ghost of a chuckle he let out before. It's still short, and a little quiet, but for some reason it makes your chest tighten.
"Relax," he says, tone laced with amusement, "she wasn't all bad, but she did have this habit of always arguing with me, nitpicking things I did just for the sake of it."
You avoid his gaze, picking up on his signals just a little too quickly. "Sounds familiar," you mutter as you look out the car window at the rain.
You don't need to turn back to know his smirk depends, "Exactly."
The air has shifted completely now. The tension is still there, humming under the surface, but it's now covered by something else - something lighter, more playful, and charged in a way that makes you hyper-aware of how close the two of you are.
Then, just as you think the conversation is over, he speaks again - this time softer, almost absentmindedly.
"But I guess the difference is, I never really cared what she thought of me."
It's such an offhand comment, something he's thrown out just to fill the silence. But something about it sticks to you, lingering in your mind as you nod, unsure of how to respond, and so you don't.
You spot the familiar sight of the dorms approach in the distance and even though you're compelled to feel relieved that this torturous car ride is drawing to an end - a tiny part of you can't help but feel a little disappointed that this seemingly rare opportunity is ending. Swiftly, he pulls up to the front entrance, parking smoothly and effortlessly.
As you move to undo your seatbelt, he stops you once again with his words. "Hey, I hope you're not going to stop tutoring Yeji, by the way," he's turned to face you now, but his eyes are avoiding yours.
You furrow your brows, both at his words and his unusual expression. "Why would I?" you say slowly.
"Well, I mean, I just figured because of me and everything-" he begins to ramble, and it's the first time you've seen him stumble over his words like this.
"Relax, I hate you, not her, remember." You say it in the same teasing tone you've always used for him, but it seems to land heavier than you expected with how he turns back to face the steering wheel, his lips forming a thin line.
You linger for a moment, and something about the air between you feels different - like you're standing on the edge of something neither of you can name. Sunghoon's hand is still resting on the gear shift, his fingers drumming against the leather in a steady rhythm.
"Right," he replies curtly, almost to himself and you can sense just a hint of disappointment in his tone.
You should leave it at that, you know you should. But something about the way he's gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly, or how his jaw is tensed ever so slightly, makes you want to press just a little further.
"Unless," you hum, tilting your head slightly, "you'd actually miss me if I stopped coming around?"
"Yeji would," he replies almost immediately - but you don't miss the way his shoulders go rigid for just a fraction of a second before he speaks.
"You didn't deny it," you smirk.
At this, he finally looks at you and there's something about the way he does it - something heavier than the usual irritation or exasperation you're used to. His gaze lingers, his expression unreadable and for a split second, you wonder if you've pushed too far.
But then, he exhales, something softer flickering across his features before he quickly pulls them back into indifference. "Just get out of my car before I start charging you for emotional distress."
You roll your eyes, but do as he says, reaching for the door handle and pushing it open just as the rain continues to pour outside.
"See you next time, Park," you say, "and drive safe."
"Don't tell me what to do," he huffs, though there's a playful tone in his voice as he smirks at you.
You return his look, satisfied, and finally push the door shut - watching as he shifts into gear, headlights illuminating the street. You know you should get inside and out of the rain immediately but you can’t help but watch as he drives off, heart thrumming in your chest as you find the beaming smile on your face lingering. You shake your heard at yourself, almost as if to shake away your thoughts, before turning to head into the dorm.
What you don’t see though, is the way Sunghoon glances in his rearview mirror one last time before turning away, just to catch a glimpse of you before you do.
What is Ace’s Unique Magic? I know we all seen it today, but can you please explain what it does?
Ace gets his unique magic in 7-290 of the main story! The name is Joker Snatch. Written, the UM name reads as Give me/I’ll be taking your trump card. The incantation is, “I’ll take your best/most precious treasure!”
After Ace casts his spell, Riddle is shocked and remarks that his magic “turned into a playing card.” The special effects here is the same as when Trey turned the rose bushes into playing cards in book 1. (This might imply that Ace first used Trey's UM to neutralize Riddle's incoming collar?) Ace then is able to use Off with your Head to collar his dorm leader.
At first, it may look that Ace copied or stole Riddle’s UM. However, Sebek suggests that is seemed like “[Ace’s] magic and Riddle-senpai’s magic got swapped.”
Unfortunately, that’s all we know about Joker Snatch right now. Ace literally just got his UM, so even he doesn’t fully understand what it does or what its limitations or drawbacks are.
Like, would Ace able to reproduce even a very strong spell like Malleus’s Fae (of) Maleficence? Would he be able to feasibly control it? Would it physically harm Ace if he did? Was Sebek right that it’s a UM swapping spell and not outright stealing or copying a UM? Does this extend to all magic spells and not just unique magic? We don’t know!
I suspect we’ll learn more about it in the updates to come ^^
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request: hi!! idk if this has been req before but do u have prompts for subtle love? it will take some time for u to realise that their actions are somth u do out of love. thank u!
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Part 1 (kinda): ~ GENTLE LOVE ~ PROMPTS
listening attentively when the other is talking
taking the other into consideration whenever making a decision
smiling at the other to encourage them
taking over the other's tasks to disburden them
the last thing they're thinking about before falling asleep is always the other
sitting back and staying quiet to leave the stage for the other
giving the other their space, knowing they need it
enjoying the sound of the other's voice
distracting the other when they see they're distressed and close to freaking out
trying to learn every way to put a smile on the other's face
experiencing this strange feeling in their chest when the other comes to them for support and a word of kindness
"You can call me. Day or night. I'm there for you."
enjoying the most basic time spent together just sitting next to each other, each doing their own
hyping the other up
being their biggest cheerleader
checking up on the other regularly when they know they're not feeling their best
thinking about the other at the most random times
'Oh, this coffee has such nice latte art! I wonder if [person B] would like it.'
'Oh, there's a new movie showing in the cinema about an ice skater. [Person B] once did ice skating. Would they like this movie? Or are they even better at ice skating than the ones in the movie? I'm sure they're the best ice skater!'
stopping themselves from messaging the other too often
sharing their food with the other
always making another coffee/tea when they're making one for themselves because sharing is caring
smiling by instinct when they see the other
^ breaking into a grin and being unable to stop it
sending the other little notes of encouragement to show that they're thinking of them
"You're doing just fine. I know you've got this."
promising to catch up, even when there is no time at the moment, they're making sure it doesn't go under
¹⁾ they’re undercover as a married couple, and as such need to act like one
²⁾ there’s technically two beds available, but it’s freezing cold and everybody knows body heat works best
³⁾ it’s a camping trip, and one character’s forgotten their sleeping bag
⁴⁾ a character goes to their friend’s house after an emotional upheaval in search of comfort, and ends up staying the night - but refuses to kick the homeowner out of their own bed, resulting in the two of them sharing it
⁵⁾ in a roommate scenario, one character’s bedroom has been rendered unusable - and with the couch being unsustainable in the long run, they proffer sharing the one remaining bed as a solution
⁶⁾ there are two beds, but only one blanket
⁷⁾ a character’s taken ill, and the other party worries too much to leave them alone for even a minute
⁸⁾ in a fit of anger after a mission gone wrong, both characters sleep in the only available bed because no one was chivalrous to offer to take the floor
⁹⁾ a character’s had a nightmare, and needs company to feel safe enough to go back to sleep
¹⁰⁾ the weather takes a tumultuous turn, meaning a late night hangout has to turn into a sleepover when a character gets stranded there for the night
¹¹⁾ it’s a late night at work and when they both grow too tired to continue on, the only option is the lone office couch
¹²⁾ a threat’s been made against one/all character(s) involved, and so under the guise of safety in numbers it’s deemed safest if they stay together - everywhere
¹³⁾ one character joins the other for a late-night conversation, and ends up getting comfortable in their bed next to them - evidently too comfortable, as the char in bed falls asleep on the visitor and effectively traps them there
¹⁴⁾ there’s no bed in the shoddy refuge they’ve found after things went sideways, so when it comes time to sleep the only real choice is to stay close together
and, of course,
¹⁵⁾ it’s the last room available at the hotel after a long trip
