#nananti

[nananti]

“wya” prank on RIIZE

pairings. bf!riize x reader

warnings. very suggestive (eunseok and wonbin), kms/kys jokes, use of profanity

genre. fake texts, fluff(?)

💬 — nananti talks. hi! i hope you enjoy, this had been sitting in my drafts for a few days sooo… ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡ here you all go! please excuse any grammatical errors and punctuation mistakes.

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— shotaro ୨ৎ

other members are under the cut!

— eunseok ୨ৎ

— sungchan ୨ৎ

— wonbin ୨ৎ

— seunghan ୨ৎ

— sohee ୨ৎ

— anton ୨ৎ

[nananti]

cuddling with RIIZE

pairings. bf!riize x reader

genre. fluff, scenarios

warnings. suggestive (mentions of boobs)

💬 — nananti talks. hiii! nana in her active era (i’m not lol) i hope you all enjoy this i was thinking about this for awhile now oh my- i just know a cuddle with sungchan would fix me (๑-﹏-๑), as always i hope you enjoy! please excuse any grammatical errors and or punctuation mistakes.

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— shotaro ୨ৎ

he’s the type to lay down next to you and cuddling would gradually happen, i don’t think neither one of you would initiate it. but when it does happen i think he’s the type to reach his hand under your shirt and will rub your bare back, talking about your day and who or what stressed you out at work and in the mist of all that he would plant a few kisses onto your head every now and again.

— eunseok ୨ৎ

imagine him coming home after practicing all day and then seeing you in his bed and he’ll instantly get into bed pulling you on top of him, neither of you say a word just enjoying the warmth of each-others bodies and the presence of each-other. he’d gently trace his fingers across your back, massaging your scalp while you both just lay there enjoying the silence.

— sungchan ୨ৎ

sungchan would lay on top of you refusing to move, he loves nothing more than putting all his weight on you and as much as you complain you like it too. his head would be on your chest and the rest of his body between your legs, you love running your fingers through his hair while he lays there with his arms wrapped around your waist, talking about random topics here and there, thoughts and he’d hum listening to you.

— wonbin ୨ৎ

he’s the type to fake sleep to cuddle a bit longer, you can be laying under him and he’d keep his arm wrapped securely around you as he “sleeps” even adding a fake snore each time you nudge him to get up and it fails each time. you eventually fall back asleep and that’s when he’ll “wake up” and kiss you a few times over your face before pressing his lips against yours.

— seunghan ୨ৎ

i imagine he’d be sitting down on the couch under a few blankets and that would peak your interest meaning you would immediately plop on top of him straddling him, his hands go straight to waist as if it’s muscle memory. he’ll lift you up slightly then putting the blankets over both of you, his hands would be cold so he’d slip them under whatever pants you’re wearing and let the warmth of your body warm him up.

— sohee ୨ৎ

he definitely enjoys laying on your chest, nothing feels better than his face pressed up against your boobs and he plays video games on his phone. he hates when you move around or even just adjust your arm especially when he’s comfortable, you both loved nothing more but to be up end each-other so even when you go to the bathroom sohee is right there waiting for you so that he can get back in his favorite position.

— anton ୨ৎ

i imagine anton is a thigh guy, both of you watch tv on the couch and he’d see your thighs and want to lay his head on them and he does just that, laying his head on your lap while pressing kisses on your thighs while you run your fingers through his hair looking down at him. of course you think he looks attractive but it’s just something about how peaceful he looks with his head in you’re lap and one of his arms wrapped around you.

[nananti]

A WEEK FULL OF LOVE

{ attention } —— stranger!sohee x f!reader ♡ love at first sight, he fell first, she fell hard troupe, strangers to lovers, non idol, coming of age, lowkey a slow burn, sohee is gentleman AAAA, fluff, fluff and fluff like sohee is a sweetheart you have a cavity and humor (or what i find to be funny) also it's a tad bit cringe so like SHUT UP but it just depends.

DETAILS — working in a flower shop has it's perks, you get to do the things you love doing while working. occasionally meeting new people and allegedly falling in-love with a mysterious stranger who was leaving out the dry cleaners across the street from your work and he couldn't help but think it was fate bringing you two together because wherever he was, there you were even before the first encounter.

now playing | the end of the day by riize

nana’s thoughts 💭 .. sohee's "my girl" in the end of the day is so addictive so i wrote this slow burn of sohee because why notttt. he's definitely the type to "chase" a girl i know it, especially if he likes her enough. also this song is so kdrama ending credits coded thought of sohee while listening to it and every since i've been in SHAMBLES. please excuse any errors it was like 4am when i wrote this. originally i wasn’t gonna post this as parts but i NEED to clean my drafts.

part one | part two | part three | part four

word count: 2860

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MONDAY:

today was just another monday for you, watering the flowers around the shop and even planting a few new ones. since you worked in a flower shop it was rare you’d get customers and if you did it was some men getting flowers for their wives or even teenagers getting flowers for their moms on mothers day.

so of course the shop was slow but you liked it like this, quiet just the occasional laughter from the world outside, the mail carrier dropping the mail off waving from outside the windows the world out the shop was so alive which made the world inside the shop feel warm, a comfort kind of warm.

as you’re trimming one of the big plants in the corner you hear the shop bell ring and greet them before stopping what you’re doing to assist them and it’s an older male maybe in his mid 30s, so you approach him, “hi! welcome in, can i help you find anything specific today?” you say with a warm confident tone, a nice customer service smile planted on your face as you wait for his response.

“uh… i actually don’t know what i’m looking for-” he cuts himself off rubbing the back of his neck with a sigh “maybe something that's not too loud, but also not too quiet you know? i need it to scream ‘i love you’ but not to be so obvious.” and you nod listening to him and he speaks again “i know i probably said a bunch of nothing but that’s what i’m going for.” and you laugh, “no i completely understand, i am a florist after all. it’s my job to know.” you wink at him teasingly and you see his shoulders relax a bit.

“okay so starting with the basic everyone knows, roses but obviously roses scream ‘i love you’ and i know you said you didn’t want it to be so obvious.” he nods at your words “so do you mind me asking the occasion? just so i can kind of get more of an insight of what you’re feeling.” you smile at him as he brushes one of the rose petals with his finger and he speaks, “me and my wife haven't really been seeing eye to eye lately and i want her to see i’m at least trying.”

you hum and his words and then speak “okay well roses aren’t going to cut it,” you say and he laughs a bit “so let’s move on to the next flower being lisianthus, these are typically used for weddings but i think these will definitely suit your situation.” he bends over to sniff the flowers then lets out a low chuckle “why?” he adds.

“well lisianthus usually mean ‘appreciation’ and appreciation can be shown in different ways hence why you're buying the flowers, to show your appreciation for your wife, right?” he nods and you continue, “they also typically mean ‘long-lasting love’ and well that speaks for itself.” he gives you a friendly smile before picking one up and holding it towards the light, like he was looking for a sign. “you really know your stuff huh? are you also a marriage counselor?” he jokes and you laugh, “nope just a girl who works in a flower shop and knows how to talk to people.”

he nods and smiles then says “can i get a bouquet of these?” he asks politely as if you’re going to maybe say no. “of course, pick out 8 any colors you want then join me at the register and i’ll get those wrapped for you.” and then you make your way over to the counter getting the wrapping station prepared behind you. eventually he makes his way over to the counter and you turn around feeling a presence behind you, “is there a specific way you want these wrapp-” but he cuts you off before you can finish not in a mean or hurried manner just in a way that's like ‘i know what’s coming next’ and he says “whatever you think will look nice.”

you smile nodding not offended he cut you off, a lot of people do this towards the end of their flowering picking they’ll rather you use your brain for the rest of the time they’re there than them. you grab the flowers from him and wrap them neatly in a light pink paper to balance the pink lisianthus he picked and of course the colors flowed together naturally, you’re an expert.

as you turned around your friend entered the shop waving making silent noises like she’s excited to tell you something because she is, you raise an eyebrow in her direction before handing the bouquet of lisianthus to the man, “12.29, cash or card?” he said cash and gave you a twenty dollar bill and said keep the change, he gave you a nod as he left and you did the same watching him walk away from the window.

“DUDEEEEEE!” your friend says approaching the counter, “what was all that excitement about just now?” you tease her, as she’s about to talk you beat her to it “actually let’s talk outside,” and she grabs your arm dragging you outside. “okay like i was going to say, me and … blah blah blah.” is soon what you heard because your attention was elsewhere, you were fixing some of the flowers outside the shop but a hearing some voice across the street caught your attention, “anton, i literally told you NOT too yesterday AND YOU DID!” one of the guys shouted to someone you presumed to be anton, across the street was a dry cleaners so you just assumed whatever they were talking about had something to do with them leaving from there.

you turned around from the flowers and looked a the group of guys two taller than the other, he was a bit shorter, a few moles on his face, hair a tad bit messy or maybe it’s styled? whatever it is caused you to raise an eyebrow.

just as you relax your eyebrow the shorter guy looks over at you and for a second you were unsure if he was looking at you, but he was looking.

his eyes met yours and it suddenly felt like whatever your friend was saying was muted, the world around you felt still you knew he was with his friends but somehow even they disappeared, he eyes don’t dart as if he’s waiting for you to look away, you're afraid to, this moment feels familiar… right like this is something that should be happening and the butterflies forming in your stomach only makes you think that whatever you’re thinking is correct.

his gaze doesn’t flinch. it’s held with quiet intensity like he had been waiting—not for just a day or two but in a way that made your stomach flutter more. he looks at you with recognition, like two people in the same small yet big world, you two made contact without even using words. as if you two were reading two different books but hoping for the same outcome.

he couldn’t look away, neither could you. and you knew and so did he.

“hello…?” your friend snaps and waves her fingers in front of your face getting your attention, snapping you back to reality “are you listening?” and you turn your head in her direction nodding “huh? what? yes, uh huh. i’m listening.” you glance back in the direction that guy and you assume his friends were but they had already turned the corner.

you knew that wasn’t the end of your story, he’d be back. you felt it more than you’d like to admit.

“okay so like i was saying.” your friend says following you back into the store.

TUESDAY:

you’re up a bit early today, you didn’t have work today because you’re usually off on tuesday but you still wanted to stop by the shop maybe treat yourself to flowers because why not? the events from yesterday played in your head causing a faint smile to creep onto your face, you scream into your pillow thinking you’ll probably never see him again and yesterday was the last time but you had convinced yourself you would see him again.

you know it’s a 50/50 chance of seeing him again. it’s only a matter of time, but that was your first time seeing him on that side of town in general. you’ve worked at that for about 3 years now and never once have you seen him, “i’m sure i’d remember a face like that.” you mumble into your pillow “right..?” you try to disregard what you were thinking but that only made it worse.

so you give into your thoughts and let your mind race from the good to the bad “but what if his stomach also did flips…” “but what if he thought i was a freaking creep for staring at him… but like CAN YOU BLAME A GIRL???” you huff then bang the pillow against your face groaning. “pull yourself together, you don’t even know that man.” you say to yourself it was supposed to be encouraging but it didn’t work not even a little.

suddenly your phone buzzes and it’s your boss,

“goodmorning! i don’t know if you’re up or not but a man is here saying you sold him some flowers yesterday, said he wanted to thank you again but i told him you weren’t working today.”

you smile at the message, people usually always come back the next day or a few days later to thank you for your kindness and it always means the world to you because if they come back and thank you then that usually means their significant other loved the flowers. you quickly type a reply,

“aw… thats sweet, if he’s still there then tell him it’s no problem :), i hope his wife loved the flowers.”

you toss your phone across the bed now ready to start your day, your mind long off the mysterious guy you saw yesterday and now focuses on the day ahead. you move through you little apartment with ease like you’ve done this a thousand times, which you have.

you make you some tea, nothing fancy just basic lemon tea. you put one waffle and a piece of bread in the toaster since you couldn’t decide between the two, you quickly rush to the bathroom before the waffles are done. you made it a challenge ‘if i don’t finish before the toaster dings i’ll have a bad day’ and low and behold the toaster dings before you can make it back and you groan but no one told you to challenge yourself.

the morning is slow but steady, the kind of morning you look forward to. you loved a quiet morning just you, your tea and the dead flowers in the window. “i have to stop buying flowers when i don’t even take care of them.” you think to yourself, you take better care of the ones at the shop than the ones in your house “well i do get paid to take care of those at the shop” you muttered again the cup of tea.

eventually you wrap up breakfast and decide it’s time to officially start the day, leaving the house, going out, letting the sun kiss your skin and definitely buying new flowers for your window. you quickly get dressed in something simple, basic jean shorts, green babydoll top, knee high socks and some basic new balances you bought a few weeks ago as your everyday shoes.

as you walk along the sidewalk tote bag hanging on your shoulder bumping into your side casually as you walked, no specific destination in mind but you knew you wanted to end up at the flower shop. the world is so green, so beautiful the faint smell of bread hitting your nose as you pass by a cafe, what looks like a small family sitting at a bus stop. times like this made you realize even while you sleep or be in your own little world in your apartment the world around you doesn’t just stop.

you’re still walking the street having your main character moment which no one around you seems to notice or care. everyone is in there own world and that was okay with you. you walk past a book store heading into a record shop, mostly to look maybe to buy a vinyl or even a cd.

“oh hi y/n, welcome back! oh—we’ve got some new vinyls the other day. i knew you’d probably stop by soon so i put them out today.” ryan said, you know him because you always come here and he’s always working. he gestures towards the area of the vinyls and you’re about to say something but someone needs his attention at the front desk so you smile and mouth ‘thank you’ before moving to that area.

you’re flipping through the vinyls gently, most of these you’ve been hoping they’d have but your mind is torn between ‘do i want this or do i need this’ and you keep flipping through them smiling to yourself knowing you’re gonna leave here spending unnecessary money. just as you’re about to look through the cds on the next shelf you hear a familiar name, “anton?” you mumble to yourself, “why does that name sound so familiar?” you stand up from your squat position and look over your shoulder and there he is.

you immediately squat back down hopefully before he sees you again, “what the hell am i doing???” and then you stand up again “my life is not a movie why did i just hide like that?” and you laugh to yourself but then you hear “even she’s laughing,” you heard none of what he said prior to him that just now. you turn around and you’re two tall guys are on the other side of the vinyl table and the slightly shorter guy right beside him, you didn’t know which between the taller two were anton but you knew the shorter guy wasn’t.

“oh… i wasn’t laughing at you guys i was talking to myself-” you started cutting your own self off then continuing “actually never mind disregard that.” you say slightly smiling at how you almost embarrassed yourself in front of three good looking guys but you look good too so it balances it out.

one of the taller guys raises his eyebrows then says “you can admit you laughed at my joke, sungchan will not be offended.” you glance at sungchan and you put two and two together “if he’s sungchan and he’s anton… what’s his name…?” you think to yourself, you try not to make it obvious you’re in your head but you glance at the other guy with squinted curious eyes.

and he said “i look familiar?” raising an eyebrow, “huh? what? no no, i was just thinking about something and my eyes landed on you. my bad.” you manage to get out without it sounding weird.

he just nods his head, anton turns to sungchan and then back to you “you look very familiar,” he states. “do i say ‘yeah, it’s because i seen all three of you yesterday’ or ‘yeah i work in a flower shop’” obviously you pick the obvious answer.

“yeah it’s because i seen all three of you yesterday.” you said and they all look at you not like they’re creeped out just curious then anton speaks again “no not that,” he says “not that…?” you repeated in a slightly confused way. “you work at a flower shop, i remember you specifically. you helped me pick out flowers for my mom on mother’s day.” and sungchan looks at him “oh this so this is… aaaaahhhh…. ok ok.” he says in a knowing way and anton nods, it was obvious they had discussed you amongst themselves before.

“y/n right?” anton says and you nod and he continues “yeah i figured, didn’t know you were into vinyl but i guess i should’ve known since you weren’t into me.” and the shorter guy elbows him “are you serious right now?” your eyebrows are knitted not in an angry way just in a ‘are you serious’ way then shorter guy says “excuse my friend he’s a freak who doesn’t handle rejection too well.” “mmhm…” you hum before picking up a random cds and walking to the counter.

you pay for the cd telling ryan ‘bye’ before leaving. the shorter guy looks at anton and says “wow so smooth…” he rolls his eyes “i freaked out i didn’t know what to say.” he said “so you say the worst thing imaginable??? i didn’t even get to tell her my name…” the shorter guy adds.

“what are the odds we see her again? just like yesterday and the week before that?” he continues, then sungchan adds “sohee stop stressing if we ran into her today you’ll see her again, that’s how fate works right? you’re the one who said it was fate so.”

“yeah yeah yeah… you’re right.”

[nananti]

number neighbors — lee chanyoung

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summary. you never expected a simple message on a random night to change everything. but there you were, two strangers in different corners of the world, connecting as if you’d known each other forever.

genre. mini smau/written, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, sorta college au (it’s implied anton is in university)

warnings. slight use of profanity, slight age gap (reader is older by two years) mentions of a same sex relationship, please excuse the times on the ss, the date and stuff is added for storytelling purposes-

💬 — nananti talks. hi! i hope you enjoy this idea i pulled out my ass, guess my riize bias challenge impossible. please excuse any grammatical errors and punctuation mistakes, (working on a few things thats i’m extremely excited to share so stay tuned)

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five

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[nananti]

( can’t help myself ) — lee sohee, shinyu jung-hwan; smau 🥝

summary. sohee spends his life waiting for someone who always leaves-chasing their dreams, finding love elsewhere, moving from city to city. but every time you return, even for a brief moment, that old spark reignites. and every time, he convinces himself this time will be different and he was right, this time was different because you didn’t return alone.

genre. smau/written, love triangle au, lovers to …, friends to …, fluff, angst, humor, coming of age, highkey a slooow burn and one sided love(?)

warnings. use of profanity, heartbreaks, kys/kms jokes, mentions of cheating AND cheating, it’s kind of messy, leading on, jealousy (will vary depending on chapters) reader uses she/her pronouns.

💬 — nananti talks. AHHHHHHHHH!! i’m smiling ear to ear guys i’m so excited for this. this was inspired by “can’t help myself” by nct 127 i love that song so much, as always i hope you all enjoy this! please excuse any grammatical errors and or punctuation mistakes, comments and reblogs are appreciated. don’t be afraid to interact! ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)

status: ongoing

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navigating; profiles

one. the loml is back in town. two. (ladies hmu) three. sohee? four. maybe i’ll play in traffic. five. well… yes? six. drama king. seven. the origin. eight. i see you breaking. nine. Y/N MIA. ten. go learn the hard way. eleven. you’ve done alot. twelve. 6 reasons why. thirteen. his girl. fourteen. sohee touch. fifteen. you loser. sixteen. “king behavior.” seventeen. eighteen. nineteen. twenty. twenty-two.

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[nananti]

late night talk — lee chanyoung

genre. fluff

pairings. anton x reader

warnings. none(?)

wc … drabble

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It's late but you and your friend decide to just up and leave on a road trip. The idea wasn’t planned out much; the only plan was to get in his car and drive. You both are starting university soon and were both going to different universities in different states which is what made the idea of a road trip sound so much more appealing. You both weren’t driving out of the state of anything just a couple cities over for a while that was all.

“Wait, so you switched your major again? classes haven’t even started yet,” Anton said, one of his hands clutching the steering wheel with his other hand resting in his lap, “dude I changed it cause everyone does business major I have to be different!” you said and the street lights lighting up the car then fading into the background until you reach the next street light.

“But in all seriousness i’m kind of scared to start uni, i’ve dreamed of this day but it’s approaching so fast i’m scared of making all the wrong decisions you know?” you sigh looking out the window looking at the trees and everything in view. “Hence why you changed your major multiple times in just the last couple weeks?” he nods in an understanding way, “I don’t think you should be scared, you know you’ll always have me here.” Something about the way he said “you’ll always have me here” made you turn your head to look at him and then the car came to a stop due to the traffic light being red. Anton turns to look at you.

The lingering gaze throws you both off, leaving an unspoken tension between you. Neither of you knows how to react, but you can't seem to break the eye contact. It’s like the world around you paused, what is the feeling you’re getting? you’ve never gotten this feeling before while looking at him. “The light is green…” you said, clearing your throat and Anton refocuses his attention back to the road.

“So you felt it too?” You said and Anton shifts in his seat, “Yeah, i’ve been feeling it.”

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💬 — nananti talks. hi! my first and maybe last (idk yet) tumblr post i hope you all enjoy! please excuse any grammatical errors and punctuation mistakes ♡

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[nananti]

number neighbors - lee chanyoung

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summary. you never expected a simple message on a random night to change everything. but there you were, two strangers in different corners of the world, connecting as if you'd known each other forever.

genre. mini smau/written, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, sorta college au (it's implied anton is in university)

warnings. slight use of profanity, slight age gap (reader is older by two years) mentions of a same sex relationship, please excuse the times on the ss, the date and stuff is added for storytelling purposes-

added warnings. mentions of haobin as the roommates (sorry) angst, kms joke (i think that’s all?)

wc … 360

💬 — nananti talks. this the last part omg so idc that this chapter is long, imma miss this series BAD (╥﹏╥) ANTONNNNNNNNNNNNN, i tried to stall the last episode as long as possible but anyways i hope you all enjoyed this series cause i know i did! please excuse any grammatical errors and or punctuation mistakes (thinking about writing a bonus chapter idk yet)

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five

a few days go by and you anton haven’t talked, which was confusing you cause he had just called you the “love of his life.” you’re laying down on the floor in the living room, your roommate and his boyfriend cuddling on the couch. you all are watching tv well more so they’re watching it and you’re staring at your phone screen as if you’re waiting for something.

“y/n why do you keep sighing?” hao spoke looking over at you, “everytime i get a notification it’s not one i wanna see…” “this about that guy?” he asked, “he’s not “that guy” that might just be the love of my life dude.”

“then why don’t you just talk to him?” hanbin adds, “cause he doesn’t want to talk… and i’m respecting that.” both hao and hanbin nod, “well you won’t ever get nowhere at this rate-” hao cuts off hanbin “just go call him, i’m sure he’s also waiting for you to reach out.” “but i wanna give him the space…” “then stay upset.” hao shrugs.

he was right, “ugh, this is so stressful” you groan, i’ll call him. you go to his contact, your finger hovering over the call button… “dude call. him.” “i am.” you press the button and walk off to your room, closing the door.

the phone rings and rings… eventually he answers “hi anton!” you say trying to sound confident but your voice cracks and he laughs “hi beautiful,” he says and you're screaming internally, you both go silent and with it already being quiet in your room the silence was loud.

“soooo…” anton drags out, “oh uhm, i just wanted to hear your voice. i miss you.” “i miss you too,” “fuck anton… why must you be so complicated.” “i’m not even doing anything,” “that’s the point.” you mumble.

“is this the part where you confess to me?” he teases, “we already did that… or at least i thought we did? this is so awkward for me.” “you’re good, it’s just me” “yeah i must die now-” you hang up the phone and throw it onto the bed before collapsing onto the bed groaning.

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[nananti]

number neighbors - lee chanyoung

❀˖°

summary. you never expected a simple message on a random night to change everything. but there you were, two strangers in different corners of the world, connecting as if you'd known each other forever.

genre. mini smau/written, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, sorta college au (it's implied anton is in university)

warnings. slight use of profanity, slight age gap (reader is older by two years) mentions of a same sex relationship, please excuse the times on the ss, the date and stuff is added for storytelling purposes-

💬 — nananti talks. another long part… longer parts since the series is ending soon- SORRY I’M INLOVE WITH THIS SERIES, anton lowkey down bad but both of them are but part four is here YAYYYY! i wanted to get some what creative for this series i’m HURT it’s ending soon (｡>\\<), i hope you all enjoyed this part!! please excuse any grammatical errors and or punctuation mistakes.

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five

© nananti. do not copy, re-upload or even translate my work without my permission. please and thank you!