hi!! i'm ella, i'm 19 and a uni student:) i'm not too active with posting anymore sorryyy but if yall wanna request something i'm totally down to write!! also i'm watching + reading blue lock rn i'm actually obsessed (especially with kaiser shh)
note: i won't write about minors or write about seungri or taeil etc.
some random facts!
- i play violin !
- i make eyepin jewelry (etsy coming soon perhaps)
- i'm an environmental science major (i wanna do sustainability consulting yay) and im working a summer internship.. gasp
- i love miffy so much
- i'm learning german (if you know german please talk to me i need to practice)
- pineapple on pizza is superior!!
- i have a digi cam and i loveee photography
- i adore concerts!! next one is ampers&one!!! my favs have been laufey, 1verse, lizzy mcalpine, twice, conan gray, oneus/we, maneskin, 82major (i met them!) and seventeen :)
- i stan a bunch of groups but my ults are ARrC, 1VERSE, seventeen, twice, and newjeans!
yayay thank you for reading :) i know it’s quite short
a/n: me and my lil sis were discussing chigireo and i got bored so i genuinely typed this out to her lmk if this is smth i should add onto !!
a little suggestive at the end sigh
chigiri was cleaning up in the locker room when he heard a door slam and hurried footsteps heading to the other room. “hmm,” he thinks out loud, wondering what’s going on. he hears labored breathing and sighs and realizes this is serious and he might need to provide some help. however, he’s surprised to see reo leaning against the lockers, his head in his hands.
“reo,” chigiri calls as he rushes to his side, “what’s going on? nagi got you down again yeah?” reo can only nod, tears brimming in his eyes. “that little shit.” chigiri mumbles under his breath, “never treats my sweet reo right.” reo reddens slightly at the nickname, but brushes it off as chigiri’s just like that.
“now what’d he do this time hm?” chigiri questions. “h-he left me… alone… again. it’s never ending, chigiri, i just wanna forget about him.
does he even like spending time with me? am i not enough? am i—“ “shh,” chigiri cuts him off, pressing a finger to reo’s lips gently. reo looks chigiri in the eyes, and time seemed to stop for a moment as reo fixated on his long, long lashes. has he always looked this pretty? “listen to me,” he whispered to reo, “you wanna forget about him, yeah? i can help you with that, at least for the time being.”
reo’s eyes widened— he couldn’t possibly mean that, now could he? “i— chigiri, what are you—“ reo’s words were cut off as chigiri’s lips landed on his with the softest touch. reo practically melted into his arms, relishing in the warmth of none other than his closest friend. as much as reo wants to deny it, he can’t help but have imagined this exact scene playing out in his head before he falls asleep. chigiri’s lips on his, his hands rubbing small circles against his back. chigiri was sweet and gentle, unlike anything he’s ever experienced.
reo pulls back, his eyes wide with adoration and a hint of shock. “chigiri— i— please…” reo whines, needing more from him. “yeah reo? you want more?” reo nods eagerly, hands immediately lifting from chigiri’s back to play with his silky hair. he closed his eyes and waiting for chigiri to once more close the distance between them.
chigiri kissed him again, this time with a bit more fervor. he shifted reo into his lap with a swift touch, pressing him up to his chest. reo gasped into the kiss, not expecting such a bold move from chigiri! reo’s arms wrapped around chigiri’s neck, still grasping onto his hair with one hand. chigiri stroked his hands up and down reo’s sides, pushing his jersey higher with every touch. he pulls back, only to mumble “‘s this okay?” and, at reo’s insistent nod, he lifts the jersey completely off of him.
meet me at lights out pt. 1: myung-gi x reader ˑ ֗ ִ˳✧༚
this was meant to be thanos x reader but i got carried away… also sorry ive been inactive i had food poisoning lmao
you wandered around the room looking for a place to eat your dinner, if you could call it that, when suddenly you were approached by player 333, who thanos called mg coin. thanos had warned you about him, told you that he was no good, but you were bored out of your mind and thanos was busy getting high with nam-gyu.
you looked at player 333, curious to know his real name. lucky for you, you didn’t have to wait long because he immediately introduced himself. “i’m myung-gi, before you try and call me anything weird. i know you and thanos have a thing or something,” he scoffs in obvious disapproval.
you got a bit defensive, who is he to be judging you when he doesn’t even know you? you roll your eyes at him, not quite as interested in making conversation with him as before. myung-gi persists, pestering you with questions about what happened and why.
you roll your eyes at him in disbelief, you still don’t know why he cares this much. “all these questions, myung-gi, and you still haven’t asked me my name,” you say, a bit more playfully than you intended. this only sparks myung-gi’s interest. “fine, fine, you’re right. and what is your name?” you tell him reluctantly, not wanting to give in to him quite yet.
myung-gi smiles slightly, saying how pretty your name is. you can sense he wants something from you, you’re just not quite sure what it is yet. “so, are you and thanos a thing?” he questions again with more persistence. “fine myung-gi, i’ll tell you. we’re not. we had sex once and now he thinks he owns me. which is a crazy turn off if you ask me,” you tell him, seeming a little embarrassed of the fact.
myung-gi’s lips curl up into a smirk as he says, “i knew it! i knew there was something between you two.” “myung-gi, no there’s not! you heard me, it was one time! it’s not happening again,” you exclaim out of frustration. you look at him, your face bright red as myung-gi continues to ridicule you for your one night stand with thanos.
“okay that’s it, i’m done.” you groan, not wanting to put up with any more of his shenanigans. you’d much rather eat your dinner in peace alone rather than having myung-gi’s smug face looking down at you. myung-gi pouts a little, whining as he says “but i just got hereee. i barely got to talk to youuu.”
you don’t wanna give in to him, every bone in your body is telling you to make him leave, but somehow it’s just intriguing you more. “fine myung-gi, stay.” he looks excited as he sits down next to you and begins to talk some more. “i didn’t say you could sit right next to me myung-gi!” you get embarrassed from his sudden movement, and you try to hide the fact that him merely sitting by you is getting you all worked up.
this, however, does not go unnoticed by myung-gi, and of course he has to make a sly comment about it. “come on, you know you like it,” he says while turning your face back towards his. you sit there in a little bit of shock— myung-gi just grabbed your face! you shouldn’t like this, you only just met him! but you couldn’t deny his bold statement, so you just sighed.
“knew itttt,” myung-gi chuckled as he rubbed his thumb against your cheek. god, he was so annoying. but so enticing all as the same time. you can’t help but lean into his touch as he hums in approval. “that’s more like it, i knew you had it in you,” he says. his condescending tone only annoyed you more, but you couldn’t help but be attracted to him.
he slowly removes his hand from your cheek, leaving you aching for more, suddenly feeling the need for his touch. you look at him, silently begging with your eyes for him to put his hand back. “not yet, meet me at lights out,” he says with his signature smirk.
your eyes widen as you realize what he’s implying, but you’re intrigued by the idea and besides, you really wanna forget what happened with thanos. this would show him that i don’t belong to anyone, you think, trying to find ways to justify your wanting to sleep with myung-gi. you don’t realize that you’ve been zoning out until myung-gi taps your shoulder, asking you again if you wanna meet him later.
“y-yes myung-gi,” you stutter, embarrassed at how long it took you to respond— but a little glad you didn’t seem too eager. myung-gi nods, “perfect, i can’t wait,” he smiles, not trying to hide his desire for you. “now, go find thanos and tell him where you’ll be tonight,” he smirks again, knowing thanos would be jealous.
“fine myung-gi, see you later,” you tell him him while walking back to where thanos and nam-gyu were finishing up their dinner. myung-gi can’t help but smile to himself, he can’t stop thinking of what the night might bring.
imagine: comforting dae-ho during the games ˑ ֗ ִ˳✧༚
imagine comforting dae-ho after a long day in the games— he’s anxious because you barely survived mingle, but relieved you both made it out in one piece.
he won’t tell you what’s wrong, but he’s sitting on the edge of one of the beds fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, something he only does when he’s stressed. you come up to him, hands immediately finding his own, and reassure him that you’re both going to survive this.
dae-ho looks into your eyes, exhaling shakily. “you sure? there’s only half as many people here than there were two days ago.” you can sense from the tone in his voice that he’s scared, more than you’ve ever seen before, you think.
you wrap an arm around him, slowly trailing your hand up and down his side. “dae-ho, look at me,” you say, his head immediately lifting towards you at your command. “we’re alright, we’re making it out, okay? i know you’re scared— i am too, but we have to believe we can survive this,” you tell him.
dae-ho nods in agreement, leaning into your touch as your hand moves to play with his soft hair. he sighs, obviously still in distress.
you start giving him soft kisses along his cheek and neck, needing to comfort him in some way. he sighs again, softer this time, with a sense of relaxation. you know how much he loves it when you’re like this. you continue kissing his neck while moving your hands to wrap around him.
dae-ho pulls you close, lying down with you on the bed. you whisper reassurances into his ear between kisses, your hands sliding under his shirt to feel his warm skin against your palms. dae-ho’s breath catches in his throat as he pulls your face towards him so he can kiss you. you lean into the kiss, pressing your lips gently against his.
you continue softly kissing him for a few minutes, interrupted by the familiar robotic voice announcing that it’s ten minutes until lights out. dae-ho pulls back, immediately resting his head in the crook of your neck. you keep holding him close, letting him stay there until he falls asleep.
there was something so endearing about his eagerness to be close to you, to fall asleep on you. he whines softly in his sleep, unconsciously clinging to you tighter. you kiss the top of his head, still whispering soft comforting words to him.
“i love you, dae-ho.”
he may never know you said it, he may never even hear you say it— you’re just as nervous as he is that you won’t make it out— but of course, you’ll never tell him that. you’ll reassure him that you’ll be okay, because then he’ll be okay. and to you, that’s all that really matters.
“i love you,”
you whisper again, pressing your lips to his cheek once more before you drifted off to sleep.
~ soooo sweet and loving to you even though he’s a bitch to everyone else
~ adores forehead kisses and will stare blankly at you until you realize that’s what he wants
~ sometimes he can’t find the words to tell you what he’s feeling, he just gets super excited and kisses you all over your face
~ needs attention 24/7 or he’ll be sulky, lowkey i can see him sitting with his arms crossed staring at a wall because you didn’t talk to him for 10 minutes
~ complains a LOT, always saying something about thanos or min-su, he appreciates when you listen
~ he can get super desperate for your touch, especially when you’re purposefully teasing him
~randomly wraps his arms around you and squeezes you really tight to tell you he loves you
~ openly jealous when thanos tries to get too close to you, yells at him for it later
~ his love language is 100% physical touch
~ he’s always touching you, if he doesn’t have some part of himself on you something’s definitely wrong
~ he tends to start out kissing you gently but gets more rough when he’s desperate which happens a lot
~ he has a hard time understanding your emotions but he always lets you cry in his arms and is there for you when you need it
~ he loves slipping his hands under your shirt even in public, he doesn’t care what people think about it
~ yells at strangers for looking at you the wrong way
~ really bouncy when he’s with you, he just is so happy and doesn’t know how else to express it
~ likes nibbling on your earlobe, it comforts him
~ loves it when you lay on his chest, he’ll just sit there and play with your hair and kiss your head
~ he never falls asleep first, he needs to know you’re sleeping peacefully before he can rest
~ he tells you exactly what he feels no matter how blunt, whether that’s a good thing or not is up for debate
~ very experienced iykyk, he knows what he’s doing
~ secretly loves it when you mess with his hair even though he acts annoyed
~ really whiny and rolls his eyes at you allll the time
~ sometimes you wonder if he actually has any coherent thoughts
~ he’s lacking emotional intelligence and common sense but it’s cute cause it’s him