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[lovelyrikilover]

Hi cuties <3

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[jakeycakeys]

does anyone know where hoonguin and ptolmea went💔

[tiki-pedia]

Freckles chapter 10

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Chapter 10. Fashion show

Heeseung’s Pov:

I needed a good workout, I can practically feel my muscles screaming at me. I do my usual routine, it gets me going on days that feel like hell. Tho I’ve put off workouts for a long time due to the gym being packed. but times like these, I need it. Sweat drips down, laying a sheen layer glistening on my skin, heavy drops land on the soft mat under me. My hair is drenched, from roots to end, I push it back after a couple of pull-ups.

I thump to the ground and wipe my hands and peel off my shirt, it’s no use when it’s wet. After a while I turn my head, Bomi has arrived, standing there clutching a waterbottle.

My foot out of instinct push the already existing water bottle a little away, behind a dumbbell. Why did I do that, why do I care about her not getting embarrassed. She smiles gently and offers me the water with a grin, she’s wearing bunny slippers.

“Are you done with your workout?” She beams. My eyes travel to hers while I drink like I’m tracking her expression. I dunk some water in my hair, it runs along my back, I flex slightly at the cold.

“Yep, all done. Thanks…the public gyms are hell” I mutter, my lip lifting a bit at her looking at me. She does a hesitant nod with a added little frown.

I shake my head…. I should stop.

I should leave soon.

“I’m gonna leave now,” I mutter.

She blinks “…Oh.” The smile on her face doesn’t disappear, but it softens “Okay.”

“I made lunch tho!” She says, I look at her.

“You don’t have to eat it, But it’d be a shame if it went to waste.”

I almost tell her no, I should. The longer I stay, the messier this gets. Instead, I hear myself ask,

“What is it?” Her face brightens. “Kimchi fried rice.” A pause.

“…I think.” she grins, I raise an eyebrow.

“You think?”

“I got distracted halfway through.”

“By what?”

She thinks about it. “…A pigeon.” I stare at her. “A pigeon?”

“It was walking funny.”

“…Right.”

“Anyways!!! If you wanna stay for lunch you’re welcome! I get lonely” she grins.

“I have some stuff to deal with but thanks”. I do a nod upwards, brows lifting as a little habit to do to Jake, like a “sup!”

“Well… thank you for not bleeding all over my couch.” She says. A quiet huff escapes my nose “You’re welcome.”

Before I can take another step, she closes the distance between us. I barely have time to react before her arms wrap around my waist. My body stiffens instantly.

Warm.

That’s the first thing I notice.

Warm arms, warm hoodie, warm everything.

She gives me a small squeeze, no longer than a couple of seconds. “Take care of yourself, okay?” she mumbles.

I don’t move. I don’t even know what to do. My arms stay awkwardly by my sides while my mind desperately tries to process what just happened. She lets go just as naturally as she’d hugged me, taking a small step back before i scratch the back of my neck awkwardly and dust off my jacket.

“Don’t do that to strangers” I say as I pick up my shirt.

“I wouldn’t call us strangers!” She grins wide. My hands tighten around the fabric.

She says it so casually. Like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. She has no idea how wrong she is.

Or maybe…

How badly I wish she wasnt.

“Bye” I say, my eyes are a bit restlessly looking around as she turns away and leaves. On the way her bunny slipper clumsily falls off her foot, clearly they are too big. She slips it on without glancing down like this is something that happens every day.

…

“Wait!” I shout but not very loud, raising a hand up. “I’ll stay for lunch, guessing you made two portions”

A grin spreads across her face so quickly it’s almost embarrassing.

It’s just lunch, simple after all. But why did it feel like it wasn’t that simple.

-

She drags me inside her apartment again, small and determined just like her roommate who’s grooming aggressively right by the door. I’m a second away from smushing the guy.

She serves me one moment, gives me a toothbrush the next. I suddenly grab her wrist to stop her from stressing around.

“Sit down” I order her, she obeys.

I begin to eat, her feet keeps nudging mine under the table.

“Is it…good?” She bites at her lips.

“It’s edible” I declare.

“It’s edible?! That’s not a compliment!!!”

She complains kicking her feet. I look at her with a raised brow.

“Done?” I say, she pouts at me.

After eating I tell myself to stay just another 5 minutes. But I tell myself that every 5 minutes as conversations flow a bit more, nap nap hopping around by my feet a bit more and i get more and more used to her presence.

I feel nap nap suddenly climb up my leg, like he’s mounting a mountain. He reaches my thigh and then switches direction. EH?! The bunny heads towards my crotch, shuffling around and starts biting my pants.

“Hey hey hey, not there buddy!” I groan and pull him away. She’s laughing hard beside me. I roll my eyes and lift the bunny and put it on her lap.

“Hate him” I slouch forward and finish eating.

She pokes at the last bit of rice in her bowl before her eyes suddenly light up.

“Wait.”

I don’t like that look.

“Heeseung! I don’t have many guests over besides my friend Kiya. I wanted to ask if I could do a fashion show for you and then you rate my clothes. My coworkers say all look good but that’s because they’re nice. You wouldn’t lie tho!” she asks hopefully.

I eye her. I’m so done but I nod.

“Fine, I don’t have good fashion sense though”

She disappears into her bedroom and around five minutes later she comes out in a long yellow skirt, some sneakers and a cardigan. She spins once, her hair flailing. I hardly look up from my phone.

“Seven” I rate.

“SEVEN?! You didn’t even look” she rolls her eyes and sigh.

“The cardigan is too big”

She disappears again into her room and come out looking stubborn as hell.

“Rateeee” she snickers. This time it’s some baggier pants with a dress over.

“9, it matches” I say bored. She hops happily and vanishes again. Her bunny keeps following. Like mother, like son.

“Last one!!!” She comes darting in. I barely glance up before I freeze

the tiniest little shorts in human existence, with a little bikini top and sunglasses on. She spins.

“Beach outfit!!”

I hiss and look up at the ceiling, a little restlessly moving.

Seriously? Pull yourself together.

It’s a beach outfit, not lingerie.

So why the hell was I looking at the ceiling?

“I said show me your clothes…not your lack of clothes” I keep looking up, I can’t physically look at her another three seconds without looking like a creep.

She comes closer in front of me.

“Rate it!!! It’s just a beach outfit.” she smiles, her hands are on my knees where I’m sitting on the couch.

“Bomi, I’m not rating it. The problem isn’t the clothes, it’s the fact that you’re wearing it” I nudge trying to push her away.

“People wear less on the beach” she says like that’s the point.

“It’s basically underwear”

“So is it a ten?”

“Get out” I throw her my hoodie to put on.

“Now.” And I’m very very serious now.

“You’re no fun” she says and leaves…but then my phone lights up.

Manuel: how’s it getting on? Found anything about her?

Well shit.

[darkbloodisa]

i need a duo! nishimura riki pt.23

summary - you’re Jake’s sister, so that means all of his friends are off limits. but, maybe that could change when you find out that one of his friends is just as much of a gamer and a loser as you are. not like Jake would made that easy, since he’d never trust any of his friends around his precious little sister.

“i need a duo” — nishimura riki x fem!reader ⁀➴ brother’s best friend smau

featuring— ot7 enhypen , moka, iroha & minju (illit) , seonghyeon & martin (cortis)

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im like. SO fucking sorry i keep forgetting about this smau and the fact that it becomes worse with each part😭 i have a written fic idea tho.. 👀👀 how do we feel abt idol bf ni-ki catching u reading fanfic of him..

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[kyoteas]

004. EVERYTHING IS PINK

pairing. dirtbag ! nishimura riki x mean girl f ! reader

summary. you, a picture perfect girl with an ego taller than herself, needed a companion—and it just so happens that the troubled boy in your class needed a place to stay.

“are you just gonna stand there?” you asked, placing a hand on your hip as you tilted your head at the boy.

“relax, i’m coming.” riki rolled his eyes, scoffing at your attitude.

to call your outfit an eyesore was definitely an understatement; everything from your sunglasses to your pumps was pink, it looked like as if you had just came out of a mean girls movie.

he allowed his eyes to close as he took a breath in, practically bracing himself for all that could possibly happen within the time of being your roommate.

“took you long enough.” you crossed your arms, turning with your heel before stomping your pink pumps against the floor, “so, why did you need a place to stay if you don’t mind me asking?”

“i do mind you asking, actually.”

“oh. sorry.” you apologized, now unlocking the door to your dorm. “didn’t mean to overstep..”

he replied to you with silence, walking past you and into your dorm before taking the time to scan his surroundings. “the school allowed you to do this?” he asked, pointing his thumb at the area behind him, which had furniture and utilities as pink as cotton candy and as white as marshmallows.

“they don’t care anymore, i made renovations without asking them since i started school here and they gave up on warning me.” you shrugged, placing your purse in a specific spot by the door. “make yourself at home, just keep this place tidy and only sleep in the closet.”

“and that is..?”

and that is pinkest closet that boy has ever seen. he had to stay here?! with you?!

“this is where i’m staying?!”

“would you rather the parking garage?”

riki threw his head back in annoyance, looking at you from the corners of his eyes before looking down at the neatly made air mattress that was set up in the middle of the closet. “this will do.”

you smiled and lightly clapped your hands in excitement, finally getting the feel of having a roommate—especially since he’s hot.

this makes it easy for you, out of the few guys in your graduating class that isn’t attracted to you, and maybe that’s what makes him so intriguing.

“where can i put my shower supplies?”

oh, brother.

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[tiki-pedia]

Freckles chapter 9

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Chapter 9. Stressball bunny?

I wake up, or my mind is still somewhere else, like it doesn’t remember the fact that there is a 6 feet criminal man on my 5 feet couch. The light of the morning shines through the curtains making me whine out loud like a dying mouse.

I sit up, look myself and the mirror, and drop my head. God, morning doesn’t suit me.

I fix my hair and put on a little more appropriate clothes, some comfy brown yoga pants and a short dress over it. Where’s that dang bunny. He’s always here.

I open my bedroom door and peek, making sure he isn’t, idk standing outside it, changing clothes. When I notice he isn’t looming around the house at this hour, I sneak out, towards the kitchen.

I suck in a breath, he’s laying on the couch sleeping. That’s the reality of 50 square meter house, kitchen and living room are sharing. I notice how in his neck, is tugged nap nap. A little tea cup sized fluff is nuzzled there.

“Betrayer” I snicker, but then I chuckle. I was so sure that bunny hated him. I make a little sound, ordering nap nap over. I cut fruits and vegetables for nap nap. He’s beaming with joy like he might combust.

“Patience” I mutter and slide a plate over to him. “There you go”.

I get started on breakfast too, I’d normally drink smoothie but a man can’t live off that. Especially a man who wanders streets and smokes for fun.

So…I get to mixing up a gooey pancake batter with blueberries in it. I turn on the stove and find my spatulas and get cooking. But…everything goes wrong. I can’t flip one, the other is stuck, one is underbaked and one is crumbling. I sigh, a heavy sigh… master chef who?

Suddenly I hear a groan coming from the couch, he’s awake.

Oh shoot, he’s awake. Mr criminal is awake. He looks around for a moment before sitting up. I don’t even realize I’m holding my breath. He looks incredibly hot right now-

I shake my head, I’m still mad about him yelling at me! I tell myself.

He ruffles his hair and then spots me… he gives a nod.

“Good morning-…” he mutters and realizes his voice is too cracky to keep talking.

“Hii!” I let out, biting at my lip a bit. He looks at me, the type of look that is questioning my expression. He’s sitting up in my couch, hair a mess, hoodie off, he rubs his hands over his face.

“What’s that…?” He asks as he touches his neck, stretching it out so the line of muscles shows. Scratches, all along his neck. Little uneven lines, some have bled a very little bit.

“Oh…oh my god. Nap nap! When I woke up he was sleeping on your neck. He must’ve thought you were sandpaper for his nails” I say. So he does hate him.

“Little shit” he rubs the back of his neck. “Whatever” he mutters and gets up from the bed. He knacks his knuckles and neck.

“I should also get going” he says dismissively, like the decision was already made.

Leave? LEAVE?! He’s not even been there a full day, I made breakfast for him and all, and then he wants to leave.

“Why already? I just made pancakes, they may be super ugly and crooked but they… They taste good!” I beam.

“Pleaseeeee you’re my guest, maybe you wanna brush your teeth too!! And Nap Nap…likes company” I shower him with excuses. He scoffs

“No need” he replies, pulling on his old hoodie on, almost heading out when he suddenly gets tugged.

“NO” I pout. “Just stay” pathetic he thinks, but maybe yeah…maybe he could stay a bit, use my private gym a bit, get his teeth brushed and get some food.

“Fine” he walks over to the kitchen island, gives nap nap a little rough scratch between the ears and sit down. He can still feel the place he was tugged, like it was engraved into his skin, his clothes.

“You a coffee guy?” I blink curiously, he looks at me tiredly.

“Flat white would work” he says. I smile, bright, dimples hollowed into my cheeks.

I start making the coffee, even attempting latte art. Very unsure, I pour the milk and Ehm….

“What’s it supposed to be?” He asks, already sipping it as I serve pancakes. “Thanks Bono” he says.

“It’s a bunny but I guess it looks like a bloop” I grin nervously. I sit down beside him, hands clasped together under my chin, little legs swinging under the table as I wait for his reaction to the pancakes. He takes a mouthful. He chews once, then pauses like he’s thinking. Then he swallows.

“Is it good?” I ask nervously.

“Yeah, it’s fine, better then what I normally eat.” He says and finishes the pancake. He keeps seeing me glance at him.

“Am I that good looking?” He says. I freeze, completely straighten.

“No, I mean yes, I mean eh-“ I stutter. “It’s fine” he answers as he drags the fork across the plate then sets it down. The tension is thick and awkward.

“Sorry about the other day…. You know at the casino. I shouldn’t have shouted, I just got excited” I explain, my hands explain too.

“Seriously don’t worry about it. You could’ve gotten yourself killed, that’s the worst part. I still meant what I said tho…I guess. But we don’t need to discuss it freckles” He looks at me and I nod as I clutch nap nap. He can tell I’m nervous just by how I’m holding him. A little clumsy, a little more like a stressball than a creature.

“Anyways so I got a toothbrush you can borrow, and if you want you can also use my other stuff” I say as I put nap nap down. The bunny scrambles off like he just got released from torture.

“Thanks, I’ll maybe use the gym” I look so happy when he says it. He notices immediately.

“Yayyyy! Finally it can come to use” I happily hop a bit. I dart to the bathroom bringing him a towel. I stuff it into his hands.

Crack…the smallest bit of a smile you’ll ever see from him.

With that he heads out the apartment to the gym right outside.

[pash-ion-ista]

Arranged Love

Summary: the black sheep of the family ends up being forced to get married to Park jongseong. And not only that, but also she’s forced to make him fall for her.

Warnings: family expectations, fake friends, family mistreatment, Niki smokes, guaranteed drama … that’s it for now

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - …

Taglist: @eyeslikedracula @lacydresshirt @meikstv @whoisovee @oveenchana @en-injang

[meowzz-ari]

New Student?📚🏫

You find yourself developing a crush on the nerdy new kid; Jungwon. With the help of your bsf; Ni-ki, you get closer to Jungwon by arranging tutoring sessions with him since he's quite the prodigy! Could these tutoring sessions turn into something more?🫣

Fluff, tutor!jungwon x fem!reader, strangers to lovers .

Author notes: um hey…! Lowk disappeared bc I lost motivation and I’m sorry to inform you but this will no longer be an smau…I FEEL MORE COMFORTABLE JS WRITING IT. HIGHKEY wanted to js delete to whole series but ig I’m keeping it. This part is superr short but oh well sorryy🥺🫩Anywayssss hope ygs enjoy 🥰

PT.1 PT.2 PT.3 PT.4

You: RIKI UM SO GUESS WHO BAGGED FINE SHYT🔥🫣

Riki: Who?

You: Ur sexiest hg🤤

Riki: Ohhh Melanie?😂

You: …I’ll bya

Riki: I’m js playinggg🥺🥺

Riki: Anywayss u bagged Jungwon?

You: Well pretty much. He asked me out for coffee sometime🥰🥹

Riki: Not necessarily “bagged” but alr

You: You’re on thin ice bud

Riki: Sowwwy🥺 but fr fr I’m happy 4 u 🥳 congrats 🔥💯

You: Ty ty🙂‍↕️

The next time you see Jungwon he’s wearing a grey hoodie with dark blue jeans and of course his glasses that slip down his nose every few minutes. You make eye contact and he immediately starts turning red. You wanted to go up to him but you wanted to see if he’d make a move first. And yep even with that bright red face he walks up to you as if walking into a lions den. With caution and carefulness. “Hi y/n” he finally says before adjusting his glasses. “Hi Jungwon, what’s up?” “Just saw you and wanted to say hi of course.” “That’s all” “…uh so about our tutoring session…sorry if I came off intense or something.” “Don’t worry it’s all cool, Won” “you sure? You’d tell me if I made you uncomfortable right?” “I promise” he chuckles nervously as if what he’s about to say next might make him explode. “Uh so…you down to get some coffee after class? Totally cool if not you know—“”I’d love to” you cut him off before he can turn into a rambling mess and his ears perk up. “Yeah? Oh yeah um great! So um…see you after class?” “Mhm see you after class, Won” And with that you both walk to class both grinning from ear to ear like a couple of lovestruck idiots (which…you kind of are)

You: RIKI!! ME JUNGWON DATE AFTER CLASS!

Riki: Why u speaking in cavewoman?

You: YOU UNDERSTOOD.

Riki: ig bro🫩 anyways👀👀 that lil coffee date u talked abt?

You: yes Riki THAT lil coffee date🥹

Riki: Ouh shii 👀👀well anyways lmk what happens 🫣p.s. jungwon is currently staring into space smiling like he just got his first kiss

You: AWWW U THINK BC OF MEEEE?🥹🥹🥹

Riki: nah

You: ur blocked

Riki: IM JUST KIDDINGG. I fear yes it is bc of u🫩

You: my babyyy🥺🥺

Riki: dttm🫩