#lookism eugene

[bluesodasandmangoes]

EUGENE WHAT ARE YOU DOING.

EUGENE GETS MORE MENTIONS AND SCREEN TIME BUT AT WHAT COST..

[gimyeongbestboy]

Daddy's Day Out

Summary: Hanging out with their kids for Father's Day

Content: Fluff

Walking around the attraction, there a lot of animals to see in their well decorated cages. Some of them are native and some are exotic-- ranging from red pandas to the ferocious tigers and lions. His ever so excited mini me perks up every time they see a new animal, exclaiming with wonder.

"Woah look daddy! This sign says it's a lion! Where's their hair?"

"It's called a mane, baby, and not all lions have them."

"Oh look! There's a small one! Is that a baby?" the kid asks pointing to a little cub walking with two lionesses.

"Yeah, that's a baby lion. It's called a cub."

When one of the lioness started walking towards a different direction the kid holding onto his hand, gently tugs on his arm and asked, "Why is the daddy lion leaving the mommy lion?" A hint of sadness masked by curiosity is laced in their voice.

Noticing the lioness stretch and lay down, he quickly answered, "Because it's daddy lion's nap time. Do you think it's nap time for you too?"

Their kid looks up at them with such wide, gleaming innocent eyes, and firmly said, "No."

"Why not?"

"Because it's Daddy Day!" A wide grin covers his kid's face as they tug on his arm hopping along to see other attractions in the zoo.

Lookism: Jake Kim, Samuel Seo, Sinu Han, Eugene, Jong Gun, Johan Seong, Joon Goo, Vasco, Jace, Jerry, Warren, Eli, Kwak Brothers, Daniel Park, Hudson Ahn

JJK: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nanami

+ any of your faves

[monetandthings]

Imagine being Eugene, you get bullied in middle school, later the guy you liked and thought you could trust betrays you (Samuel) and even after you give him a second chance he refuses, your only close friend dies, and now your own brother is sacrificing himself to protect you, and might see him die in front of your eyes

PTJ only keeps him alive to torture him mentally

When he only wanted a simple normal life

[uru-writes]

raspberries | eugene x reader

Though this work is (technically) SFW, all characters are depicted as 20+.

Eugene doesn't know how he ended up in this position. All he knew was you were sad and he got the utterly boyish urge to make you laugh.

Eugene planted his weight onto your hips and tickled your sides relentlessly. Your laughter was uncontrollable and you gasped for air as you tried and failed to push his hands away. Eugene knew you were ticklish. He didn't know you were this ticklish. He just wanted to play with you!

In your fit of giggles, he leaned down and pressed his forehead to yours, savoring your cute sounds. He gave you a moment of reprieve, wondering if he should mess with you further.

He felt like a pathetic grade-schooler with a crush. But he couldn't stop.

He sporadically blew raspberries into your neck, tickling you even more.

He was being such a guy right now. Totally out of character. So what's gotten into him? He's never done this to you before but your giggles were music to his ears and he just didn't want to stop. He couldn't help but love the feeling of his lips on your neck...

Something snapped in Eugene's brain and before he knew it, his lips are pressing hot open-mouthed kisses against your neck and jawline, his hands forgotten his original intention. Your smile never leaves your face. You probably thought he was still playing around, he figured.

He couldn't stop. He was already kissing and nipping at your soft skin like it was made just for him. Where was he going with this? And why couldn't he stop?

A kiss by the jawline, a kiss on the cheek...

Your lips perfectly molded against his in a searing kiss and Eugene felt all reason melt away.

[amaichou]

oh thats odd, i recall getting a Yujin doodle ask but it disappeared from my inbox, anyway, whoever u r, ily cuz I love Yujin too 🤓☝🏻

[yuunawrites]

Lookism not Gangism

Lookism casts woke up one day and their inhuman strength disappeared✨

Johan: runs an animal shelter except they’re all his babies and won’t let go of any of them. Or a veterinarian if he could stomach studying for 100000000 years. (He’d probably cry at all the sick puppies)

Eli: he has a fruit shop but might accidentally get roped into becoming a model, imagine Kpop idol Eli tho?

Jake: didn’t mean to but he became the leader of small nonprofits to help women, it started as a fundraiser campaign to help women on Bid Deal street, but ended up leading nonprofits due to popular demand

Eugene: it wouldn’t really impact him, he’d still be a girlboss ceo trying to ruin people’s lives but this time he has to do it legally

Jay: a doctor, he wants to treat Daniel’s injuries after all

Daniel: works as a reporter exposing all the shady things companies are doing, but people are too focus on pretty he looks crying on camera

Vasco: he loves animals in general and he’d definitely be a zookeeper, he got fired for trying to kidnap a kangaroo tho

Zack: competitive boxer as a day job but is really a full time simp

Warren: helps out at the fruit store but for some reason I think he might get drag into some secret agent stuff

Samual: he was slaying it as a ceo, so i think he would still be a ceo, he likes having power over people so maybe even a politician 

Gun: forever stuck in prison, prison gang leader?

Goo: scam artist and a really good one at that

Taesoo: forest ranger, he likes being in the middle of nowhere anyways

Seokdu: organic farmer, now he can grow his own food, imagine needing to make an irrigation channel so he use his head to dig it 

Jichang: still a officer in the countryside, he’s grown to like the peaceful life, or maybe he would become a detective 

Jaegyeon: professional car racer, but now he’s in debt for causing serious property damage, he is a terrible driver after all  

Seongji: owns a sweets store, he only makes candy in the back where no one can see him

Gitae: stills a drug lord but now he face more opposition due to his lack of brute strength 

James: hates being an idol but he will forever be stuck as one, just now he cant outrun the stalkers

[lookismfanfics]

𝐁𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐.

Notes: If ya’ll want part 3 it’ll probably include Goo, Vin, Daniel, Jihan, and whoever else you guys want. Just a heads up!

Warnings: Fluff, nudity (not explicit), wholesomeness, mild cursing, mentions of violence

Eugene • Gun • Zack • Johan • Jake • Lineman • Jason • Hudson

𝐄𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞

🝮 The candles, assortments of expensive shampoos, classic piano melodies playing from the speakers, and altogether romantic atmosphere weren’t out of the normal for Eugene.

🝮 Shower time was usually like this. He was busy, and needed to unwind… but in a timely manner.

🝮 The only thing different about the bathroom today was you.

🝮 You. Crouched by the tub, pouring globs of bubble-bath solution carelessly into the foamy water. Wrapped in his a luxurious robe.

🝮 Eugene takes off his quickly-steaming glasses, wiping them gingerly against his shirt.

🝮 “What’s all this about, (Y/N)?” He asks. No doubt he’s forming an answer of his own right now. You smile coyly.

🝮 He likes that smile on you. Your casual wit and intellect never fails to charm his cooly-intelligent and egotistical self.

🝮 “It’s your shower time. Says so on the calendar,” you state. “I told you sharing our Cloud wasn’t an invitation for you to spy on my personal schedule,” he counters.

🝮 He ends up cracking a smile anyway. The type of smile he reserves specifically for your enjoyment.

🝮 “Whatever. Get in.” You gesture towards the tub, unfazed as Eugene stares at you cooly. “Sorry. You want privacy undressing or something?”

🝮 His sharp “yes” falls on deaf ears. You both end up stifling giggles and sharing looks as he piles his clothes on the floor.

🝮 The soap suds in the tub are an off-white color. Eugene hates dyed bath bombs.

🝮 After he submerges himself in the water and has a book in his hand, you take to kissing his knuckles and smoothing out his hair.

🝮 Neither of you converse very much. He smirks whenever your eyes meet, though.

🝮 It’s elegant and intimate. That’s norm for being in a relationship with Eugene.

𝐆𝐮𝐧

🝮 It started off with a workout.

🝮 Gun, the ridiculous bast*rd, trying his hardest to overwork you till your bones break. For the sake of getting stronger.

🝮 And now that that’s over, it’s your turn.

🝮 Exasperated and breathless as you push on his bare chest, trying to force him through the doorway of the bathroom

🝮 “Just— get— in— Gun!” You huff, slapping your hand roughly against the side of his torso.

🝮 He’s such a pig sometimes.

🝮 On his own he walks backwards and sits down in the bathtub. Soapy water engulfs his frame. His normal nonchalance is wasted on you. All he ever seems to do is smirk when you’re around.

🝮 You mumble “jerk” and in response he tells you to “eat ass”

🝮 You hold his head underwater for that-

🝮 He chooses the soap. A musky, expensive brand. Something that smells like him.

🝮 While Gun scrolls boredly through his classical playlist you take off your clothes.

🝮 Hop right in beside him, let him spread his legs and lean against his back. He doesn’t mind. Actually, he prefers it that way.

🝮 “You did good today,” Gun remarks. He leans his head back against the wall. You hum in reply.

🝮 It’s not so much a bath as it is a warm soak.

🝮 Gun’s hands rub down your legs roughly. Even if he isn’t gentle, per say, it feels nice for your aching muscles.

🝮 “You weren’t so bad yourself,” you reply. He chuckles at that.

🝮 You’ll come out of that bath with Gun’s signature scent all over you. He doesn’t mind THAT at all.

𝐙𝐚𝐜𝐤

🝮 If athletic had a scent… then it would smell exactly like Zack Lee’s shampoo.

🝮 He digs his hands into the side of the bathtub and wills himself not to blush as you crouch beside him, pouring more bubble solution into the foggy water.

🝮 “Where’d you buy this anyway?” You ask, knowing Zack doesn’t like buying cheap brands. And it doesn’t smell bad, necessarily.

🝮 He swallows, eyes narrowing and a sheepish flush rising to his face. “I dunno. Do you not like it or something…?”

🝮 “No it’s fine. It smells like you.”

🝮 Zack’s hands are busted. His cracked knuckles are a clear indicator of the fight he had gotten himself into.

🝮 You grumble about it a little, but not too much. Just a simple, “I thought we talked about you getting into fights…” and then you dropped it.

🝮 You lathered your hands with shampoo, scrubbing deep into the roots of his hair.

🝮 You tenderly scrubbed across his body, knowing he was unable to with his mangled hands.

🝮 Sweet, rushed kisses followed. Zack is such a simp— almost completely unable to look you in the eye, let alone return your affection.

🝮 The signiture-athlete-soap was down the drain. Zack dried himself off.

🝮 “You weren’t planning on doing this again… were you?” He calls. When you don’t answer, his chest deflates.

🝮 “(Y/N)— ARUGH!”

🝮 The door slams

🝮 “Why are you naked?!”

🝮 “I’m getting in the shower too…!”

𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧

🝮 Puppy eyes. That’s what he gives you.

🝮 Where did he learn this sacred guilt-tripping art from? His dogs?

🝮 Either way, you shake your head.

🝮 “Look, you can use the bathroom to shower- or whatever. But I’m not helping you.”

🝮 Johan: 🥺

🝮 Five minutes later, you’re helping him.

🝮 He’s half naked, and had reprimanded you for staring. “It’s not that big of a deal,” or whatever crap he said.

🝮 You are currently checking the water temperature.

🝮 “Look, using my bathtub is pretty straightforward. Once you get it to the temp you like you can just plug in the drain cap. Okay?”

🝮 You demonstrate. Johan nods.

🝮 “Okay. Soap is there… and-yeah. Have fun Johan.”

🝮 You rise, dodging him and beelining for the door. You have other things, after all-

🝮 “Wait,” Johan mumbles.

🝮 You look over your shoulder, met head-on with those baby brown eyes of his. Johan blinks. His brows are furrowed slightly in contemplation. Or whatever is going through his pea-brain.

🝮 “Can you get in with me?”

🝮 🫠

🝮 (I can’t tell you what to do. Hop in or leave him hanging- 💅)

𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞

🝮 His shirt slips off a solid abdomin and exposes inked shoulders and chest. His tattooed arms flex as the shirt falls to the side.

🝮 This display is… seen by no one. Jake has no audience in the empty bathroom but himself.

🝮 He cranes his neck to catch sigh of some scrapes and bruises on his back. It not too difficult. Even through his peripherals the purple splotches are obvious.

🝮 With a sigh, Jake begins to unzip his pants and unclamp his belt—

🝮 THE DOOR CREAKS

🝮 A towel covers him in a second. (Since when has he been self-conscious??) The door opens completely to let you in.

🝮 You… with your arms full of bath and medical supplies.

🝮 You set down the things and face a nervously smiling Jake. The towel is snatched out of his grasp in a millisecond.

🝮 “Don’t bother hiding it Jake. I know you look like a wreck,” you snap.

🝮 Jake? Self-conscious? Nah. Afraid of your wrath? Maybe.

🝮 The water is turned on and soon the bathtub is filled. Eventually the soapy water cradles Jake’s large figure.

🝮 Your hands feel nice against his sore skin, he thinks. He stays still as you wash off his cuts and bruises… let’s you wet his hair and scrub soap into his scalp.

🝮 “I love you,” he smiles. Cheeky.

🝮 You sigh and press a kiss against his cheek. “I know.”

🝮 Bubbles eventually popped… the water was drained. Jake’s favorite part was being dried off anyway. He likes his hair being ruffled by you… the soft towel rubbing down his back and legs.

🝮 In the end he smells like strawberries. You can’t help but tease him about that.

🝮 Argument avoided successfully 👍

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧

🝮 In all honesty you had never seen Lineman without a shirt on. You’d only… heard about it.

🝮 But anyway. Here you are. Pouring soap onto a washcloth and dabbing it on his temple.

🝮 The excessive amount of bath bombs were completely necessary. You didn’t need to be flashed.

🝮 Lineman sits as still as possible, not wanting soap to get into his eyes. He mumbles about how nice the water feels and how he’s grateful that you’re taking care of him.

🝮 “Why does it smell so peachy?” He asks suddenly, cupping some of the water in his hand.

🝮 You shrug. “It’s just the scent I guess.”

🝮 Bandaids have fallen off and are thrown in the trash. You apply neosporin to the cut over his eyebrow.

🝮 You’re about to pour some water into his hair but he dodges out of the way. Something about a hair routine. Admittedly it is one of his nicest features…

🝮 “Ya don’t have to do that, (Y/N). I’m good,” he tells you sheepishly. He says that a lot actually. He’s capable of turning on the water… cleaning his banged-up body… drying off…

🝮 You do all those things for him anyway. He just complies bashfully and lets it happen.

🝮 Afterwards you ask him to take his clothes off more often (as a joke.) He takes you completely seriously- 😳

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧

🝮 It’s not that Jason can’t be romantic, but between the two of you, you’re typically the more… intimate one

🝮 This weekend was a bit different though. And without getting into explicit details, you’ve spend a fair share of romantic time together.

🝮 So now, to unwind, you’re grabbing your bath kit and treating the two of you to some self-care. (The bath bombs needed to be used. Lua gifted them to you two Christmas’ ago-)

🝮 You settle for a green colored… minty scented soap. With the pigmented water bubbling and steaming, you decided now was the time to hop in.

🝮 You sink into the tub 🛁

🝮 Jason comes in a few minutes later with some towels and a book for you.

🝮 “Don’t you wanna get in?” You ask. He splashes you with some water and gives some sort of embarrassed reply.

🝮 He uses a loofah to scrub your back. “Isn’t the water too hot?”

🝮 “Nope. Just you.”

🝮 *More aggressive splashing*

🝮 “You’re worse than Jake,” he mumbles, dropping the loofah and sitting against the wall. You just smile in return.

𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧

🝮 “What kind of scents do you like?” You’d ask. He wouldn’t give you an answer.

🝮 “Hudson…! I’m for real!” You’d say. Still, nothing.

🝮 “Please just answer my question-” you grumbled. Nothing.

🝮 Hudson didn’t want you to spoil him (that’s… not exactly what you had in mind but-) and he definitely didn’t need you spending your money on HIS beauty products.

🝮 Ever since he joined the Allied…. Idiots (there’s not a nicer way to put it) he’s begun to realize that his own products and routines are pretty low-key.

🝮 He went over Jay’s penthouse once. To drop something off. The dude was basically butt naked, wearing just a skimpy robe. What was that all about? Apparently he was in the middle of some hour-long beauty ritual.

🝮 Then there’s Zack Lee. Don’t even get Zack STARTED on using hair gel… or washing your face… using an exfoliator…

🝮 Compared to them, Hudson just kinda… showered? The soap brand he used jumped from whatever was available. So when he told you he didn’t have a favorite scent, he was being completely honest.

🝮 So you took a guess. Picked out some honeysuckle bubble soap. Some matching scented shampoo. Now you dip your finger into the water to test if it’s okay.

🝮 Behind you Hudson reluctantly takes off his clothes. He takes better care of his sweater than his pants, which he just flops on the floor and toes out of the way.

🝮 You gesture for him to get in.

🝮 “I never asked you to do this…” he murmurs, slipping underneath the sudsy water.

🝮 You nod. “I know. I just felt like it.”

🝮 You kiss his knuckles and help wash his back. You also tease him about his wet, flat hair—

So sorry for the delay everyone! Going to hustle through requests!!

[fumiscripts]

if canon and canon is alr, can i request a platonic yujin and yuseong drabble? i saw a tiktok comment about ppl's experience with twin telepathy and thought it would be cute to read about a protective yuseong rushing to yujin everytime he feels a phantom pain. feel free to ignore this if its not your thing but eitherway, thank you :>

character and character is perfectly fine, nonnie! I hope I didn't do their characters wrong

this might not be what you're asking for rhkshai 😓

✦ TWIN TELEPATHY

Yuseong feels a tingle run down his spine. Not from a chill— the workers’ owned building had a good heating system— and definitely not because he's scared. There's nothing to be scared of here. It's like a sixth sense. A sibling sense. Something he feels whenever his twin is either in trouble or up to something that might put him in danger.

He sure does hope it's not either.

He dragged his body up, abruptly standing from sitting cross-legged on the floor, alarming Mandeok, who raised an eyebrow when seeing him suddenly stop playing games on his phone. A step. Another— and he's walking towards the room adjacent to this one. Like his senses were a compass, he was guided towards the door.

Not even knocking, he swung the door open. It creaked, nearly slamming against the wall at his entrance. Inside was Yoojin, sitting on the desk situated at the center of the room. He raised an eyebrow at his sudden intrusion. “... Yuseong?” he asked, looking up from the papers on his table.

Said person was scanning the room, looking for anything out of the ordinary, before sauntering towards the desk, stepping behind him in an alert stance, ready to fight come the time. He's prepared to protect, staying inside the room to keep guard over his brother. Yoojin thinks he must be feeling like something's about to happen, trusting his instincts.

A few awkward moments of silence passed, before Yoojin sighs, going back to reading through work-related documents. “I see,” he smiles, understanding what was going on. Of course he does. He's Yoojin, leader of the workers; naturally, he's quick at analyzing and understanding. He reaches for a cup of tea, barely taking a sip before–

— he burned his tongue. Spitting out his drink comedically.

Ah, so that must be the danger he was sensing.

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