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[tobiotaesan]

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— I do not write nsfw/smut

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[tobiotaesan]

its monday.....i cant even be excited for the album bcus today is the day i find out whether i got my scholarship secured or not

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phase 1 is done, the most important day and determination of whether or not this month will turn out good for me is on monday. fingers crossed 🥹🤞

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lc cataloging literally giving me a headache just thinking about it. why did i choose this program again??? i shouldve went with art studies or art history, i think my life would have been better. not to mention programming classes on top of that. i didnt know i have to learn to make webpages along cataloging books. i dont even think ill ever apply for a position in the it dept when i seek jobs upon graduating.

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᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ fingertips

pairing: riwoo x reader (a full head and half a neck shorter than riwoo) genre: fluff(?) cw: physical touch/skinship, mention of heart attack wc: 1,037 synopsis: the stationery store is packed and you keep running off by yourself. so riwoo had to take matters to his own...fingertips. note: ang fantasy ko today ay si riwoo, a basket on one of his hands and the other nakahawak sa baywang. yes. how to write 2nd pov without using the word 'you' so much??

your jaw drops upon entering the stationery shop. there were so many items and the place was huge. you get why the store was recommended so passionately by your friend. riwoo, who stood behind you, chuckled at the way your eyes were practically sparkling while looking around the store. before you could walk away, as you seemed so entranced with cat shaped notepads, he immediately grabs a basket before following you from behind.

"hey, don't forget about me." he calls for you, basket in hand.

"oh wait, we forgot to grab a basket!" you turn back to look at him already raising his hand that held the basket. "i got you," he grinned.

your hands reach out for your bag that was hanging on his shoulder and grabbed the list given to you by your club president. as much as you wanted to tour around the store for your own interests, you have a task to complete before doing so.

while scanning the list for what you need, riwoo moved close to you. leaning his head over your shoulders to see the list for himself. you feel his chest brush against your back and his breath behind your ear, making you shiver at the close proximity. before your mind could drift away to thoughts you weren't ready to have, you start walking towards the filing supplies.

riwoo, though puzzled by you suddenly walking away from him yet again, picks up his speed to catch up to you, "will you please stop wandering off without me?" the store was a lot more packed than he had expected, he didn't want to lose you in the crowd. however, you couldn't help yourself from wandering off, simply too excited and too nervous to stay close to him.

"hmm...sungho didn't specify the size of the folders in his list," you scan the paper in your hand. riwoo, once again moving to stand close behind you. "what size should we-" your words are cut off at the feeling of riwoo's hands brushing and hovering on your lower back as a person walked behind you. your brain short circuits for a moment and you somehow forget how to speak.

"sorry, what were you saying?" he asks. hands still hovering behind you.

"uh- sungho. folder." damn it. you curse yourself in your head. thankfully, riwoo is too concerned over people bumping against you to notice your stuttering. he does it again, leaning over your shoulder but with his hand hovering on your lower back.

oh, god.

you feel his breath on your cheek now. warming them up, or maybe it's warmth from your face blushing the longer he stayed close, practically pressed against you.

"let's just get both sizes to be sure." his lips faintly brush against your cheekbones as he spoke. making your cheeks even warmer. honestly, your whole face was heating up now. your chest wasn't any better. it felt like you were having a heart attack. it was beating in an abnormal way.

with a gulp, you nodded your head to agree with him, unable to trust yourself that you can talk without stuttering out a weird sound instead of an actual word. hurriedly, you grab the folders in front of you before, yet again, wandering off, to riwoo's disappointment. he sighs before jogging to catch up to you.

this time, you try to go through the list as quickly as possible. moving to different sections before riwoo could even breathe in the same spot as you. this gets him really frustrated. but you don't even notice the way he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows out of both concern and frustration. you can't even look at him now. not without your heart beat racing and blood rushing to your head. it was dangerous and very, very bad for your health.

riwoo almost gets a heart attack when he sees you almost tripping on a basket on the floor and bumping a stranger. tightly clutching the basket on his hand, he maneuvers his way towards you. he sighs in relief, now finally being able to stand next to you. "how many times do i have to tell you to stop wandering off by yourself? seriously, the place is packed, what if you had actually tripped back there?" he spits out rapidly upon reaching you. but it seems as though you were not even listening to his worries, "yn, are you listening to me?"

"can you grab those highlighters up there?" you ask him. completely ignoring his nagging. riwoo simply sighs before putting down the basket in his hand. another person coincidentally walks by the same time he tried to walk past behind you, making the space for him smaller. instinctively, he brushes a hand around your waist before reaching up for the highlighters you asked for. fingertips hovering right above your waist.

the sensation gave you goosebumps. and you felt dizzy from the blood rushing straight to your head. oh dear, you felt like you were about to pass out.

he lets go of your waist and sets down the highlighters in the basket, "what else is on the list?"

"uh...i think that's all," surprisingly, you manage to let out real words after that. but your legs betray you when they wobbled when you both started walking to the cashier. yet again, riwoo's hands are back on your waist. this time, a firm grip instead of hovering. now your face reddens out of embarrassment.

"you okay?" he asks, concern etched all over his features.

riwoo's hand never let go of your waist, even while you stood in line at the cashier. sometimes he would mindlessly squeeze them lightly and caress down to your hip before going back to rest on your waist. even until you were paying for the supplies. his other hand effortlessly grabbed his phone from his pocket to scan for the payment while keeping the other attached to your waist.

and when you both got out of the store, he never let go. not like you wanted him to anyway.

and its not like he wanted to let you go too.

he liked having you close. feeling your presence and your body, right on his fingertips.

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bro its probs bcus im actually fr crushing on riwoo rn, its basically a self indulgent fic HAUSHDIWHFNCSD but thank you aylin!!! ur always so very kind and sweet with ur words 🫶🫶🤧

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MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE MANIFESTING A GOOD JUNE

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please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please let me have this month. even just this one month to work out for me. please let tomorrow work out for me. please please please please i hope things work out for me tomorrow. please please please please please please please please please just one month let june be the one good month for me

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HOLY SHIT I JUST SAW THE SUNGHO RISABAE CONTENTS HOLUYUAHDSISCBHC FACE CARD SO FCKNG CRAZYYYYY

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᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ fingertips

pairing: riwoo x reader (a full head and half a neck shorter than riwoo) genre: fluff(?) cw: physical touch/skinship, mention of heart attack wc: 1,037 synopsis: the stationery store is packed and you keep running off by yourself. so riwoo had to take matters to his own...fingertips. note: ang fantasy ko today ay si riwoo, a basket on one of his hands and the other nakahawak sa baywang. yes. how to write 2nd pov without using the word 'you' so much??

your jaw drops upon entering the stationery shop. there were so many items and the place was huge. you get why the store was recommended so passionately by your friend. riwoo, who stood behind you, chuckled at the way your eyes were practically sparkling while looking around the store. before you could walk away, as you seemed so entranced with cat shaped notepads, he immediately grabs a basket before following you from behind.

"hey, don't forget about me." he calls for you, basket in hand.

"oh wait, we forgot to grab a basket!" you turn back to look at him already raising his hand that held the basket. "i got you," he grinned.

your hands reach out for your bag that was hanging on his shoulder and grabbed the list given to you by your club president. as much as you wanted to tour around the store for your own interests, you have a task to complete before doing so.

while scanning the list for what you need, riwoo moved close to you. leaning his head over your shoulders to see the list for himself. you feel his chest brush against your back and his breath behind your ear, making you shiver at the close proximity. before your mind could drift away to thoughts you weren't ready to have, you start walking towards the filing supplies.

riwoo, though puzzled by you suddenly walking away from him yet again, picks up his speed to catch up to you, "will you please stop wandering off without me?" the store was a lot more packed than he had expected, he didn't want to lose you in the crowd. however, you couldn't help yourself from wandering off, simply too excited and too nervous to stay close to him.

"hmm...sungho didn't specify the size of the folders in his list," you scan the paper in your hand. riwoo, once again moving to stand close behind you. "what size should we-" your words are cut off at the feeling of riwoo's hands brushing and hovering on your lower back as a person walked behind you. your brain short circuits for a moment and you somehow forget how to speak.

"sorry, what were you saying?" he asks. hands still hovering behind you.

"uh- sungho. folder." damn it. you curse yourself in your head. thankfully, riwoo is too concerned over people bumping against you to notice your stuttering. he does it again, leaning over your shoulder but with his hand hovering on your lower back.

oh, god.

you feel his breath on your cheek now. warming them up, or maybe it's warmth from your face blushing the longer he stayed close, practically pressed against you.

"let's just get both sizes to be sure." his lips faintly brush against your cheekbones as he spoke. making your cheeks even warmer. honestly, your whole face was heating up now. your chest wasn't any better. it felt like you were having a heart attack. it was beating in an abnormal way.

with a gulp, you nodded your head to agree with him, unable to trust yourself that you can talk without stuttering out a weird sound instead of an actual word. hurriedly, you grab the folders in front of you before, yet again, wandering off, to riwoo's disappointment. he sighs before jogging to catch up to you.

this time, you try to go through the list as quickly as possible. moving to different sections before riwoo could even breathe in the same spot as you. this gets him really frustrated. but you don't even notice the way he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows out of both concern and frustration. you can't even look at him now. not without your heart beat racing and blood rushing to your head. it was dangerous and very, very bad for your health.

riwoo almost gets a heart attack when he sees you almost tripping on a basket on the floor and bumping a stranger. tightly clutching the basket on his hand, he maneuvers his way towards you. he sighs in relief, now finally being able to stand next to you. "how many times do i have to tell you to stop wandering off by yourself? seriously, the place is packed, what if you had actually tripped back there?" he spits out rapidly upon reaching you. but it seems as though you were not even listening to his worries, "yn, are you listening to me?"

"can you grab those highlighters up there?" you ask him. completely ignoring his nagging. riwoo simply sighs before putting down the basket in his hand. another person coincidentally walks by the same time he tried to walk past behind you, making the space for him smaller. instinctively, he brushes a hand around your waist before reaching up for the highlighters you asked for. fingertips hovering right above your waist.

the sensation gave you goosebumps. and you felt dizzy from the blood rushing straight to your head. oh dear, you felt like you were about to pass out.

he lets go of your waist and sets down the highlighters in the basket, "what else is on the list?"

"uh...i think that's all," surprisingly, you manage to let out real words after that. but your legs betray you when they wobbled when you both started walking to the cashier. yet again, riwoo's hands are back on your waist. this time, a firm grip instead of hovering. now your face reddens out of embarrassment.

"you okay?" he asks, concern etched all over his features.

riwoo's hand never let go of your waist, even while you stood in line at the cashier. sometimes he would mindlessly squeeze them lightly and caress down to your hip before going back to rest on your waist. even until you were paying for the supplies. his other hand effortlessly grabbed his phone from his pocket to scan for the payment while keeping the other attached to your waist.

and when you both got out of the store, he never let go. not like you wanted him to anyway.

and its not like he wanted to let you go too.

he liked having you close. feeling your presence and your body, right on his fingertips.

©️ tobiotaesan

do not repost or translate without permission !

[tobiotaesan]

HOW DO YOU END THIS

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i dont know how to end this

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i am greatly torn apart between including the honorifics the ouran boys use with each other for the bnd x ohshc fics.... is it weird if i make them say "yn-chan" or like sungho (kyoya) calling leehan (honey) "leehan senpai" and such.

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did I hear bnd high school host club 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 tobiotaesan u r saur cool 🫶🏼

AJHFBSIHRUFSHJHC its still the same thing as the one i posted months ago asking for prompts and pairings. i think it was u who sent the tamaki x jaehyun prompt. ive been trying to get the series out but my schedule is just not working out 😭😭

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so true 😭😭😭 yess ur pulling through!! im good lol, i was swamped with schoolwork too so i put tumblr on the back burner for a bit 😔😔 but im on summer break now so hopefully u'll see me more !! same i miss yapping with u too 🥺🥺

and yes ofc <3

YAYYYY so excited to see u more on the tl again 🫶🤩 lucky you, unfortunately my summer break isnt until july so i have to suffer a few more weeks BUT YAY AYLIN FREEDOM 🥳

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me realizing i shouldve done "bnd high school host club" instead of "boynextdoor host club" but i already finished the headers

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my peak was your lipstick stain is a work of art and im afraid i cannot produce anything like that again. there was something about me aug 10th last year, in my hello kitty pajamas, blurry strained eyes and holding myself at gunpoint to publish smth for taesan's birthday.

edit: ALSO THANK YOU FOR 1K!!! thats my first 1k on a fic (for this blog) damn yall like my man

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fuck you

WOAH WOAH WOAH mf chill its like 7am here for me