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[ ▸ ] synopsis: you accidently send a streamer 50 gifted subs but it was the wrong person. you reached out privately to ask if he could maybe send the money back because he was WELL over his means. he declined.
[ ▸ ] genre & trope: enemies to friends to lovers
⌖ twitch streamer choso x fem twitch streamer reader
⌖ social media au featuring various jjk and haikyuu characters
˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞. playlist: little miss girlset ⏭ if you wanna wonho ⏭ boys ii plan andrew ⏭ suspicious 82major ⏭ sour junny ⏭ night owl yoon min, sokodomo ⏭ free99 full circle boys ⏭ baby blue monsta x ⏭ friends chase atlantic ⏭ nasa ateez ⏭ don't tell nobody one or eight ⏭ one look leo ⏭ gala xg ⏭ let loose jackson wang ⏭ bizness xlov ⏭ high as you mark tuan ⏭ wait on me kai ⏭ thriller badvillian
⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 profiles: #CHOMISS | #SSHHHHH | #KUMAJISO | the twitch streamers | the youtubers
BACKGROUND INFORMATION BELOW ↓↓↓↓
OUR STORY
SS also known as Sinister Six [with inspiration from MARVEL COMICS] is a global woman owned gaming and lifestyle creator group. Started by the owner SS LITTLE MISS the group has evolved from fps gaming to fashion, gym and irl content. The brand values niche and variety, constantly expanding the scope of what female gaming is.
PEOPLE
FOUNDERS
SS LITTLE MISS -> CEO, Content Creator, Youtuber & Streamer, Event Director
⏻ specialty: valorant, marvel rivals & fortnite
⌞ doc ock⌝
SS YUKI -> Co-Owner, Content Creator & Streamer
⏻ specialty: irl content
⌞kraven the hunter ⌝
MEMBERS
SS NOBARA -> Content Creator, Streamer & Youtuber
⏻ specialty: fashion & lifestyle content
⌞ electro⌝
SS MAKIMAKESMONEY -> Streamer
⏻ specialty: irl & travel content
⌞ mysterio⌝
SS SHOKO -> Content Creator & Youtuber
⏻ specialty: lifestyle content
⌞ sandman⌝
SS MAISNIPES -> Streamer
⏻ specialty: valorant, call of duty, overwatch & rainbow six
⌞ vulture⌝
FACECLAIM: for group photos there is no set image, please use your imagination for those! additionally all images/selfies of our reader will be as faceless as possible! all photos are sourced from pintrest!
summary: you and your classmate toji are study partners. you have an upcoming test on muscular anatomy.
wc: 1240
"The human muscle system." Toji's face screwed but he spoke quickly, his expressions contradicting his understanding.
"The muscles of the human body that work our skeletal system. Under voluntary control. Concerned with movement, posture and balance." You nodded, hair flowing over your shoulder; your partner eyeing the few strands that laid past your collarbone.
"Okay, we've covered everything except the back and arms." Toji's eyes narrowed while he scanned the various definitions. "I need another way to visualize this." You hummed a small tune while flipping through your notes. You took a break and when you looked up you could see the live sized skeleton propped up in the corner of your room. A slightly lewd idea forming in your mind, but before you could tell Toji, he tapped the notebook in front of you with his pencil.
"What are you thinking about? You have an idea, doll?" Your face reddened the more he spoke, each word coming out lazily. The two of you have been studying since lunchtime, remenants of your meal scattered across the desk while the two of you sat across from eachother on the bed.
"Take your shirt off." He was in the middle of taking a sip of water and your statement took the liquid right out of his mouth. [insert more about dripping on lips and wiping it with thumb]. He covered his mouth in attempt to lessen the water damage over your study materials.
"Sorry...I-What?" He tried to wipe away the water droplets, groaning as the liquid seeped through paper.
"I'll use your muscles, I know you're defined." His hesitant appearance started shifting into something more intense. Surely you were lying, but when you made no effort to correct yourself, he started moving. Toji placed the drink down along with his pencil, and as he reached for the hem of his t-shirt you involuntarily swallowed. He used his knee to push away from the bed so he stood tall in your room.
"Are we studying or do you want me to take my pants off too." Rolling your eyes you stood up and walked towards him, his shirt now laying on your floor. Studying was not how you had imagined you'd be in the predicatment of seeing a man's clothes on your bedroom floor. No complaints.
"I'll press on a muscle and you have to tell me what it is." Your confidence skyrocketing while you ghosted your fingertips along his back. The gap between skin unknowingly building a slow and quiet tension between the two of you. Peeking around his broad build you pulled your notebook close, scanning for where to start.
"Erector spinae muscle." Your finger pushed against the hardened muscle on his back, your eyes widening at the sheer mass of him. "Rhomboid major muscle." Each time you pressed into his skin, the toughness tried to push you back out. To steady your self you grabbed his shoulder, Toji's face was unexpectedly red as a scowl rested on his face.
You went lower, "External oblique muscle." He let out a soft sigh which illicted a small chuckle from you, each time you poked at his definition the pain from his workout in the morning subsided.
"Are you sore or something?" You could feel his laugh as you touched his skin, your previously shaky hands now confident with each graze. He turned around to face you, your right hand now hovering right underneath the curves of his torso. In full conviction you slapped your palm against the top of his chest, your fingers just brushing his jawline.
"Sternocostal head of the pectoralis major muscle." He stretched out each word, his head titled downwards to watch you. As you watched him. His skin was cold from the temperature of the room and yours was hot to the touch, but before he could feel your heat you pushed him onto the bed.
"Time for the arm." You could see his courage travel down his throat as he studied your moves. He raised his arm as you got closer, your breath fanning his flesh. His height made for the perfect anatomic model, without needing to crouch you proded at his arm the same way you did his back. This time your touches grew familiar, and his body started to relax. A little too much. "Hello? What is this?"
"Huh? Wh-Oh...Oh. Right. The biceps brachii? Yeah."
"No way you almost fell asleep." His hand hovered right by your thigh, tanned skin present as your shorts had risen. You started to work silently, finger trips tracing arteries and nerves along his limb. His mind raced while you mumbled the scientific terms and their definitions, his eyes darted between the slight tan line at the top of your leg and the gap between your tank top and the top of your shorts. Warm skin visible.
"Are you done?" You turned your head to the left to look at his face, you had underestimated how close the two of you really were. You could point out the creases by his eyes and how dark his eyelashes were. "Because...I think I need some visualization too." Toji flattened his hand against your leg unmoving.
"Wh-Huh?"
"Take your shirt off." Your eyes dilated. His pinched in impatience. You backed away from him, fingers nipping at the bottom of your tank top. You slowly raised your shirt, his eyes watching the reveal of your skin.
"Well." You stood in front of him shirtless in only your shorts and a white lace bra, he leaned backwards onto the flats of his hands while he took in your figure.
"Come here." His voice deep with animalistic intent, with slow steps you approached the bigger man. "Closer baby, I don't bite." His legs opened creating a space for only you to stand in. Your full form now stood between his heavy thighs. He sat back up so he could reach his arms around and feel your back, the cold of his touch sent a shockwave down your spine.
"Toji I-."
"Hmmm." His hands were rougher, instead of pointing out muscles he kneaded the skin soflty. The contradiction giving you whiplash, in an attempt to pull away, he grunted in disapproval. "I think--"
"What?" Your words came out as whisper while you braced yourself on his shoulders.
"I think, we need to take this off." The sound of your bra snapping echoed throughout the room. "It's covering your supraspinatus."
summary: you and your classmate toji are study partners. you have an upcoming test on muscular anatomy.
wc: 1240
"The human muscle system." Toji's face screwed but he spoke quickly, his expressions contradicting his understanding.
"The muscles of the human body that work our skeletal system. Under voluntary control. Concerned with movement, posture and balance." You nodded, hair flowing over your shoulder; your partner eyeing the few strands that laid past your collarbone.
"Okay, we've covered everything except the back and arms." Toji's eyes narrowed while he scanned the various definitions. "I need another way to visualize this." You hummed a small tune while flipping through your notes. You took a break and when you looked up you could see the live sized skeleton propped up in the corner of your room. A slightly lewd idea forming in your mind, but before you could tell Toji, he tapped the notebook in front of you with his pencil.
"What are you thinking about? You have an idea, doll?" Your face reddened the more he spoke, each word coming out lazily. The two of you have been studying since lunchtime, remenants of your meal scattered across the desk while the two of you sat across from eachother on the bed.
"Take your shirt off." He was in the middle of taking a sip of water and your statement took the liquid right out of his mouth. [insert more about dripping on lips and wiping it with thumb]. He covered his mouth in attempt to lessen the water damage over your study materials.
"Sorry...I-What?" He tried to wipe away the water droplets, groaning as the liquid seeped through paper.
"I'll use your muscles, I know you're defined." His hesitant appearance started shifting into something more intense. Surely you were lying, but when you made no effort to correct yourself, he started moving. Toji placed the drink down along with his pencil, and as he reached for the hem of his t-shirt you involuntarily swallowed. He used his knee to push away from the bed so he stood tall in your room.
"Are we studying or do you want me to take my pants off too." Rolling your eyes you stood up and walked towards him, his shirt now laying on your floor. Studying was not how you had imagined you'd be in the predicatment of seeing a man's clothes on your bedroom floor. No complaints.
"I'll press on a muscle and you have to tell me what it is." Your confidence skyrocketing while you ghosted your fingertips along his back. The gap between skin unknowingly building a slow and quiet tension between the two of you. Peeking around his broad build you pulled your notebook close, scanning for where to start.
"Erector spinae muscle." Your finger pushed against the hardened muscle on his back, your eyes widening at the sheer mass of him. "Rhomboid major muscle." Each time you pressed into his skin, the toughness tried to push you back out. To steady your self you grabbed his shoulder, Toji's face was unexpectedly red as a scowl rested on his face.
You went lower, "External oblique muscle." He let out a soft sigh which illicted a small chuckle from you, each time you poked at his definition the pain from his workout in the morning subsided.
"Are you sore or something?" You could feel his laugh as you touched his skin, your previously shaky hands now confident with each graze. He turned around to face you, your right hand now hovering right underneath the curves of his torso. In full conviction you slapped your palm against the top of his chest, your fingers just brushing his jawline.
"Sternocostal head of the pectoralis major muscle." He stretched out each word, his head titled downwards to watch you. As you watched him. His skin was cold from the temperature of the room and yours was hot to the touch, but before he could feel your heat you pushed him onto the bed.
"Time for the arm." You could see his courage travel down his throat as he studied your moves. He raised his arm as you got closer, your breath fanning his flesh. His height made for the perfect anatomic model, without needing to crouch you proded at his arm the same way you did his back. This time your touches grew familiar, and his body started to relax. A little too much. "Hello? What is this?"
"Huh? Wh-Oh...Oh. Right. The biceps brachii? Yeah."
"No way you almost fell asleep." His hand hovered right by your thigh, tanned skin present as your shorts had risen. You started to work silently, finger trips tracing arteries and nerves along his limb. His mind raced while you mumbled the scientific terms and their definitions, his eyes darted between the slight tan line at the top of your leg and the gap between your tank top and the top of your shorts. Warm skin visible.
"Are you done?" You turned your head to the left to look at his face, you had underestimated how close the two of you really were. You could point out the creases by his eyes and how dark his eyelashes were. "Because...I think I need some visualization too." Toji flattened his hand against your leg unmoving.
"Wh-Huh?"
"Take your shirt off." Your eyes dilated. His pinched in impatience. You backed away from him, fingers nipping at the bottom of your tank top. You slowly raised your shirt, his eyes watching the reveal of your skin.
"Well." You stood in front of him shirtless in only your shorts and a white lace bra, he leaned backwards onto the flats of his hands while he took in your figure.
"Come here." His voice deep with animalistic intent, with slow steps you approached the bigger man. "Closer baby, I don't bite." His legs opened creating a space for only you to stand in. Your full form now stood between his heavy thighs. He sat back up so he could reach his arms around and feel your back, the cold of his touch sent a shockwave down your spine.
"Toji I-."
"Hmmm." His hands were rougher, instead of pointing out muscles he kneaded the skin soflty. The contradiction giving you whiplash, in an attempt to pull away, he grunted in disapproval. "I think--"
"What?" Your words came out as whisper while you braced yourself on his shoulders.
"I think, we need to take this off." The sound of your bra snapping echoed throughout the room. "It's covering your supraspinatus."
[ ▸ ] synopsis: you accidently send a streamer 50 gifted subs but it was the wrong person. you reached out privately to ask if he could maybe send the money back because he was WELL over his means. he declined.
[ ▸ ] genre & trope: enemies to friends to lovers
⌖ twitch streamer choso x fem twitch streamer reader
⌖ social media au featuring various jjk and haikyuu characters
˖ ݁♬⋆.˚𝄞. playlist: little miss girlset ⏭ if you wanna wonho ⏭ boys ii plan andrew ⏭ suspicious 82major ⏭ sour junny ⏭ night owl yoon min, sokodomo ⏭ free99 full circle boys ⏭ baby blue monsta x ⏭ friends chase atlantic ⏭ nasa ateez ⏭ don't tell nobody one or eight ⏭ one look leo ⏭ gala xg ⏭ let loose jackson wang ⏭ bizness xlov ⏭ high as you mark tuan ⏭ wait on me kai ⏭ thriller badvillian
⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 profiles: #CHOMISS | #SSHHHHH | #KUMAJISO | the twitch streamers | the youtubers
BACKGROUND INFORMATION BELOW ↓↓↓↓
OUR STORY
SS also known as Sinister Six [with inspiration from MARVEL COMICS] is a global woman owned gaming and lifestyle creator group. Started by the owner SS LITTLE MISS the group has evolved from fps gaming to fashion, gym and irl content. The brand values niche and variety, constantly expanding the scope of what female gaming is.
PEOPLE
FOUNDERS
SS LITTLE MISS -> CEO, Content Creator, Youtuber & Streamer, Event Director
⏻ specialty: valorant, marvel rivals & fortnite
⌞ doc ock⌝
SS YUKI -> Co-Owner, Content Creator & Streamer
⏻ specialty: irl content
⌞kraven the hunter ⌝
MEMBERS
SS NOBARA -> Content Creator, Streamer & Youtuber
⏻ specialty: fashion & lifestyle content
⌞ electro⌝
SS MAKIMAKESMONEY -> Streamer
⏻ specialty: irl & travel content
⌞ mysterio⌝
SS SHOKO -> Content Creator & Youtuber
⏻ specialty: lifestyle content
⌞ sandman⌝
SS MAISNIPES -> Streamer
⏻ specialty: valorant, call of duty, overwatch & rainbow six
⌞ vulture⌝
FACECLAIM: for group photos there is no set image, please use your imagination for those! additionally all images/selfies of our reader will be as faceless as possible! all photos are sourced from pintrest!
summary: drabble based on this request -- btw i have no idea about what it takes to make music besides the basics LOL please ignore ALL logistics and specifics cause they're all bs LOLLL
pairing: producer & fan reader x lee jihoon | platonic
wc: 770
"We're here!" You stepped out of the black vehicle, the flats of your feet hitting the ground in pure excitement. In front of you stood a building you never thought you'd see yourself in, the HYBE sign was lit up bright but your eyes were focused on the LED lights emitting from one of the rooms.
You closed the door of the car, the wind pushing your hair to the side. You step forward brushing your pants off and taking a deep breath before walking towards what you believed was a dream. The inside of the building was sleek, modern furniture covered the open space. You walked towards the front desk, a kind woman smiled in your direction until you heard his voice.
You whipped your head around, there stood Lee Jihoon of Seventeen. Fuck he said my name. You bowed, extending a hand. "It's so nice to meet you."
He laughed, your words had come out garbled sounding a little more like it's okay, nice meeting you.
"Are you nervous?" You still stood in the same spot staring at him, the only reason you started to pursue music was standing right in front of you. His black hair framed his face well, contrasting his pale skin - he looks better in person.
"I-I. Uh. I'm just a big fan." He gave you warm smile, nothing too flashy just something suggesting it was okay to start moving.
"Do you want to follow me?" You nod, shooting the woman behind you a smile and quick bow. You follow the man towards the elevator, your eyes follow his figure. His confident steps put you at ease but also terrify you, all of your accolades seeming miniscule. "I heard your most recent song for As You Stood By, great work."
"Oh, thank you." He gestured for you to walk into the elevator, you stepped into the small space with him. You couldn't help but watch him scroll on his phone through the reflection on the elevator door.
"So how big of a fan?" Your eyes widened and face flushed red, in your weak attempt to explain his chuckle cuts you off. "I'm just teasing you, I watched your interview with KQ Korea the other day."
"Oh my god." You let your palm slide down your face in despair, the whole interview you spent explaining why you started music, who inspired you and who you idolized. Never did you think you would be put in a situation such as now. "That's actually embarrassing." The elevator door opened.
"Don't worry, I find it endearing." You followed behind him as you walked towards his studio silently cursing at yourself. "So, what is your favorite song?"
"Of Seventeen or of you?" He pulled out his wallet, scanning into the room. He opened the door for you, in which you walked in - embarrassed. You could recognize each part of the studio from his various live streams, where his guitars hung and where he usually sat when working on beats.
"Both?" He gestured for you to sit on the couch so you do.
"I really like I Don't Understand But I love you." He nods, tapping on his mouse to wake up his computer. "But when it comes to your music I really like i don't miss u." He turned his computer so he could see you past the monitor, his face a mixture of deep thought and shock.
"I totally forgot I wrote that." You laughed, pulling out your computer while he returned his to its original state.
"Yeah, it's what inspired a lot of my work."
"How long have you been working in tv and film?"
"About 4 years now!" He let out a low whistle prompting a smile from you. "So I have the lyrics I was thinking here if you would like to take a look at them or change anything." You handed him you laptop, the document visible on the screen along with the pre-debut woozi sticker next to the mouse pad.
You cringed when he looked down, his finger tracing the sticker of him. You watched your idol read the lyrics you had written down, your knee bouncing in anticipation. "Wow, this is really good. Have you ever considered working in the KPOP industry? Or just all music?"
"I thought about it." He returned your computer, when you grabbed it your fingers brushed and you immediately apologized. His face screwed in awkwardness but he brushed it off.
"Are you always like this with your collaborations? You just did some work with BTS." You raised your eyes, he knew a little more about you than you had thought. He could sense your thoughts, "You are aware that you are a big name right?"
"Uh. It hasn't clicked yet."
"For your sake I hope it never does."
DISCLAIMER: these works are NOT representative of the SVT members and their character and being, these are just works of fiction.
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