That Look The One Half Of Your OTP Gets When They Stare At Or Think About The One They Cherish

okay but novel wei wuxian is absolutely hilarious

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let me pretend to be gay for lan zhan until i actually become gay for lan xhan?

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Jksjs sorry for bothering again but I was wondering if you could write an ateez reaction to having a flirty relationship with their best friend who's also their crush? So they basically act like a couple all the time (except for kissing and that stuff). Like who would decide to confess his love or who wouldn't have the courage and just wait for you to say something? Sorry if it's a bit weird haha. Hope you have a great day and take your time, I love your work 😊

Hey, thank you so much for this request! I really like this scenario and it was very fun to write. I hope you enjoy reading this! 😁😁

Hongjoong

You and Hongjoong have been best friends for years, you are practically inseparable to the point where most people mistake you for a couple. The thing is you’re not, but Hongjoong wishes you were. Over the time of your friendship he has developed feelings for you, though he is pretty sure you don’t see him the same way.

Hongjoong is sitting in his room waiting for you to arrive at the dorms when Yeosang walks in and sits next to him.

“Why do you look so worried? (Y/N) definitely feels the same way as you.” Yeaosang says with a slight chuckle at seeing his friends nerves.

“But what if she doesn’t? Won’t that ruin our friendship? I’ve liked her for so long that I don’t know if I can face being rejected. Maybe I should just not say anything.” Hongjoong confesses his worries, Yeosang keeping silent as an unnoticed smirk appears on his face.

“I think you should.” Hongjoong’s head snaps up towards the door, his wide eyes landing on you. His heart instantly races at realising you have just heard everything. At seeing Hongjoong’s responce Yeosang silently stands up and leaves the room, sending you a small smile as he passes.

Hongjoong’s eyes follow you as you move towards him.

“I feel the same, by the way.” You smile at him fondly as he stands up and takes your hand in his. You have never seen him look happier and it makes you feel so warm inside.

Of course you felt the same Hongjoong thinks as you stare into each others eyes in awe.

Seonghwa

Your friendship with Seonghwa is unlike any others you have had. You just clicked from the moment you met, having most things in common and always enjoying each other’s company. It wasn’t until later in your friendship that you both started having feelings for one another, though neither of you voice them in fear of rejection.

You are hanging out in your usual spot near the Ateez dorms; the park opposite. It’s just a casual day, getting some fresh air and listening to Seonghwa rant about how annoying Mingi is and why he thinks that Wooyoung should shut up. Typical stuff.

You just laugh fondly as you listen to him, finding it very entertaining to see your best friend get all worked up. It wasn’t until he started talking about how Mingi was teasing him about his crush that you became a little tense. Of course he liked someone. Why has he never mentioned it? You suddenly felt deflated, your amused smile falling and your walk slowing until you’re just stood in the middle of the path.

Seonghwa stops and turns around to face you in confusion, a concerned look on his face as he takes in your slight frown.

“Why’d you stop walking?” Seonghwa asks as he approaches you, his intense stare piercing through you, making you feel a little shy.

“Who’s your crush? You’ve never mentioned one before. I thought we told each other everything.” You look up at him with sad eyes. Seonghwa takes a deep breath and looks at the ground before lifiting his head back to look at you again.

“I’ve never had the courage to tell you because it makes me nervous.” Seonghwa lowly speaks, almost in a whisper. You tilt your head in confusion as you look into his eyes trying to encourage him to continue.

“It’s you. I have had this crush for a while and I just didn’t think you would ever feel the same. So I kept it quiet.” Seonghwa diverts his eyes away from you, only looking back when he feels your hand caress his cheek.

“I like you too dummy.” You smile at him, a slightly teasing tone to your confession which makes him beam back at you.

You both just stare at each other, no more words needed, the small space between your faces slowly closing.

Yunho

Yunho is very reserved when it comes to expressing his feelings, espically when it comes to you.

You see, you are so close to each other that you practically act like a couple. Well, the domestic side of a couple anyway. You even have petty arguments over what the best flavour of chips are, or what show to watch together.

You have been very aware of Yunho’s feelings towards you. I mean, the guy isn’t exactly good at hiding it. Every time you tease him he blushes and becomes all shy and you find the longing stares he sends you when you are talking to one of the others very amusing.

But you’re starting to grow impatient from waiting for Yunho to confess. You’ve been dropping hints, not so subtly, in hopes of getting him to make a move. But nothing is working. So you decide to just make the first move yourself.

You walk into Yunho’s room, where he is laying on his bed, eyes glued to his phone. A determined look on your face as you get his attention.

“I know you like me so why won’t you ask me out?” You state feeling slightly irritated by the situation that you have been forced into. Yunho just looks at you a little stunned, his phone dropping onto the bed beside him as he sits up.

“You know?” He asks with wide eyes, you can visibly see the embarrassment crawl up his face.

“Yeah, it’s very obvious.” You giggle at his flustered state, feeling your annoyance slip away.

“So, will you go out with me tonight? We can finally go to that new restaurant down the road.” You raise a brow in amusement as Yunho blushes.

“Sure, that sounds great. But if any of the guys ask, I was the one who asked you ok?” Yunho looks at you with puppy eyes, begging for you to agree.

“Of course.” You smirk at him as you grab his hand and drag him out of the room.

Yeosang

Yeosang has been planning his confession to you for ages, wanting everything to go perfectly.

You’re the person who means the most to him. He absolutely adores everything about you and he wants to be able to call you his. So that what he is planning to do.

After being very close friends for a few years, it’s finally time to see if you are on the same page as him.

He asked to meet you after work, inviting you to meet him outside the cinema. You didn’t think anything of it, it was completely normal for you to watch a movie together.

So when you see Yeosang turn up looking very smart, holding a bouquet of flowers, you are surprised.

“I was hoping that this time we could watch a movie as more than friends. If you feel the same?” Yeosang asks you with a soft smile, not wanting to make you feel pressured in any way into saying yes.

You feel butterfly’s come to life in your stomach. You are so overwhelmed, in a good way.

Being at a complete loss for words you can only nod eagerly and smile. Accepting the flowers and allowing Yeosang to take your other hand in his as you enter the cinema together, for the first time as a couple.

San

San has been harbouring feelings for you for a while now. It’s the very cliché falling in love with your best friend scenario, which is why San has been trying to push his feelings aside.

It’s gotten to the point now where even the most minute action can set him off thinking about what it would be like to be in a relationship with you. Even things as ordinary as making him a coffee or cuddling together after a long and tiring day.

Your friendship is very important to both of you and San doesn’t want to do anything to jeopardise it. But he feels that if he doesn’t express how he feels then he will explode. So he does.

Being the cheesy boy he is, San decided to make a big guesture. And that gesture is to knock on your door at 3am.

You answer the door after forcing yourself to get out of bed. Who could possibly be visiting you this early in the morning!

“San, what do you want. It’s too early.” You whine as you see said boy looking at you with an expression you have never seen from him before. Was it nerves?

“I really like you. And it’s been tormenting me for months, I can’t sleep properly, I can focus on anything without it making me think of you.” San confesses, a little dramatically, but full of emotion. Now you feel awake, staring at him in surprise at this sudden information.

“I know it’s a lot to take in but I can’t just be friends anymore.” San continues as you process everything. You nod subtly, a faint smile on your face.

“I like you too.” You meet his eyes. They are captivating, the sight making you almost forget how to breath.

San takes a step forward, his hands resting on your waist as he looks down at you. Your lips millimetres apart as your foreheads rest together. Your eyes flutter shut as the small space his closed and sparks begin to fly.

Mingi

Mingi is awkward when it comes to feelings. That’s why when he realised that he had caught them for you he began to become a little clumsy around you.

You found it really endearing, how he would trip over his own feet because he is looking at you instead of where he is going, or how he struggles to maintain eye contact when talking without becoming extremely flustered.

Being quite forward yourself, you came to the conclusion that you would confess to Mingi how you feel. You aren’t really that worried because you know he likes you back so you though you might as well just go for it.

You wanted some help with asking Mingi out so you roped in Hongjoong, knowing he would probably be the most reliable.

As the plan is ready to go you signal for Hongjoong to hold out the banner you had made. It reads “Can we be more than friends?”. Cheesy I know.

On cue, Mingi walks through the door of the dorms, freezing when he sees Hongjoong holding the banner and you standing next to it with a nervous smile. You relax when Mingi’s frozen expression breaks into a wide grin and he moves towards you.

Pulling you into a warm embrace you hear him chuckle before pulling away to look down at you.

“You’re so cheesy. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Wooyoung

It’s not uncommon for Wooyoung to be a flirt towards you, your friendship being so strong that you just laugh and sometimes flirt back. But what you don’t realise is that Wooyoung is flirting with you because he is trying to hint that he has a crush. He just doesn’t have the guts to actually tell you.

So he waits. For what? he’s not really sure exactly. Is it for you to confess first or for him to build up enough courage to confess.

You have a crush on Wooyoung too. And similarly to him, you are too shy to admit your feelings.

You both just continue your friendship how it is. But you decide to up the flirting a little by leaving some lingering touches on his arm now and again, and actively making more of an effort to flirt first.

Your efforts go pretty much unnoticed by Wooyoung, however, the other guys do pay attention and begin to make jokes and remarks about you both.

You are sat in the kitchen with all the guys as they eat and laze about, your focus being on your phone. You don’t even bat an eyelid when Wooyoung comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder.

“Why aren’t you already together? You both like each other. You’re even acting like a couple right now.” Seonghwa states, rolling his eyes as you look up from your phone in surprise.

You feel Wooyoung tense and you turn your head to see his reaction; his face stunned and his mouth slightly hanging open.

“Seonghwa does have a point actually, why aren’t we?.” You shift to look at Wooyoung properly as you become a little shy from knowing all the guys are whitnessing this moment.

Wooyoung smirks as soon as he processes what you have just said and tightens his hold on you, a surge of confidence going though him.

“Well we are now.” Wooyoung states, both of you looking fondly at each other as you hear the guys start to complain at Seonghwa for instigating your soppyness in front of them.

Jongho

Being the youngest of Ateez had its benefits. For example, Jongho could persuade everyone to help him with his confession just by acting cute or breaking apples (because he knows they get very excited about that).

Jongho’s plan is to invite you over to the dorms, where he will have a meal prepared for you, asking you to have dinner with him.

The guys agreed to prepare the meal and set up the dining room so Jongho could get himself ready to finally tell you how he feels. Because he is the youngest he wanted to do something more mature, to show you that he is just as grown up as the other members.

You knock on the door and seconds later Mingi answers. He silently steps to the side and gestures for you to enter. You shoot him a confused look as you comply and walk into the hall.

You are guided by Mingi into the dining room where a slightly nervous looking Jongho is waiting. You gasp at the set up, it looks beautiful.

“What’s all this for? Did you do this?” You question in amazement.

“The guys helped set it up but it was my idea. I have been wanting to tell you how I feel for a while. But I really like you, a lot. And I was wondering if you would have dinner with me?” Jongho explains, his hands fidgeting together as he confesses.

“I would love to.” You smile genuinely towards him before a triumphant smile overtakes Jongho’s anxious looking face. You could feel your heart racing a million miles an hour at his confession and you couldn’t be more happy.

Hungary: *screeches while running around the stage*

Me: mood

wei wuxian: im such a terrible person :((( im the cause of everything bad :(((((( who could ever love me :((((((((

lan wangji:

me: writes the most explicit and detailed lemon

me: still a virgin

me:

purple scars. (d ragnvindr x reader)

i posted this on ao3 and forgot to move it here - so you get it super long and not 2 in parts. i’m thinking of continuing this, maybe?

thanks for reading and the support! i’m working on a xiao rn hopefully i can get my shit together 

warning: contains some emotional trauma, implied r*pe but nothing is overly graphic. the second half is smut, separated by stars if thats what you want to skip to. 

The bitter cold of Dragonspire finally started to fade away as you crossed over the bridge back into Mondstat for the first time in 10 years. You were bundled up to the extreme, having prepared for the cold, your sword on your back and jacket heavy on your shoulders. Your sword and your jacket were all you managed to steal away before you were able to escape your homeland, Inazuma. You were still dressed in the encampment clothes, your ID number splayed across the chest of the shirt and the boots too big for your feet.

You hadn’t wanted to be gone for 10 years - you wanted to only be gone for a few, to get your Electro under control. But when Baal placed borders around the country and started hunting down anyone with a Vision, life had become a living hell. You were placed in a prison camp and locked away from society shortly after, tortured beyond anything imaginable just for being born with a Vision. The only thing that kept you alive was the hope that one day, if you had gotten strong enough, you would be able to escape Inazuma to head back to Diluc, and Mondstat - were you really felt at home. 

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selfish

pairing: diluc x gn!reader

word count: 0.6k

just some peaceful diluc fluff i might have written at 3 am last night <3

the night air is cold — it sends a shiver down your spine, one that makes you regret not bringing a jacket. your mind was racing, but luckily, you didn’t have to think about the path you were taking. it was muscle memory at this point. you even knew where dendro slimes could pop up, and rerouted your path accordingly.

windrise was beautiful, no matter the time of day. but something about how peaceful it was at night was what always drew you back. watching as crystalflies fluttered by, hearing nothing besides the nearby waterfalls, you felt like you could die happy.

you take your usual seat by the giant oak tree, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. you used windrise as your personal stress reliever. you laid in bed for god knows how long staring at the ceiling, thoughts bouncing around in your head, making sleep feel impossible. so you quietly pulled yourself out of bed and made your way towards the windswept wilderness. despite being such a beautiful place, it was rare to see more than one person there at once, especially at night.

which is why diluc found you so easily.

“it’s cold.” he says.

your eyes are still closed. he’s right. you’re freezing, but somehow, you feel as if you could fall asleep right where you’re sitting. “it is.”

you hear his footsteps growing closer, and then warmth. you open your eyes to see that he’s wrapped his jacket around your shoulders. he’s always so warm, you think. maybe bringing him along sometimes isn’t such a bad idea.

“what brings you out here tonight?” he asks. his eyes are tired, but his hair is the biggest indicator that he had just woken up from what seemed to be a good night’s sleep.

“nothing in particular,” you reply. “i just couldn’t sleep. i’m sorry for waking you.” you apologize.

he sighs. “it’s alright. i’d rather make sure you’re safe than to sleep.” he says quietly.

it falls silent. you look over to him. his eyes are closed, and he has the same peaceful look on his face that he did when you left. you can’t help but smile.

you stand up and pull diluc’s jacket tighter around your body. it’s still as warm as when he placed it around you. you walk to the statue of seven, kneeling down and pulling a windwheel aster out of the ground. you make your way back to diluc and gently put the stem behind his ear.

the feeling makes him stir. he doesn’t open his eyes, but his arms instead. “come here. let me hold you.”

his arms wrap around you and you rest your head on his chest, listening to his heart beat and rhythmic breathing. you don’t dare disturb him again, not yet. you sit in silence, watching the nightlife of windrise.

“how did i get so lucky…” you start, more of a test to see if diluc wakes up. but he stays still.

“how did i get so lucky,” you repeat. “to be able to love someone like you, diluc.” you intertwine your fingers with his — slowly, gently, as if his hands were made of glass.

“and to think i sometimes take your love for granted…”

“why do you say that?” diluc doesn’t move. you feel your face grow hot upon hearing his voice. you weren’t supposed to wake up yet…

“because i’m selfish.” you admit. “and it makes me think that i’ll be yours forever.”

in a swift motion, diluc gently pushes the stem of the windwheel aster behind your ear. even the flower is warm from his touch.

“hmm,” he hums. “well, then we’re both quite selfish, because i’ve never thought about loving anyone else.” he replies.

pirate king (62) ➵ ateez

➳ PAIRING: reader x kim hongjoong (ateez) or jung wooyoung (ateez)

➳ WORD COUNT: 3157

➳ GENRE: fantasy+pirate au; romance; mystery; adventure; action

➳ SYNOPSIS: if only it could have been my father instead.

Yeosang stumbles. 

No, he doesn’t trip over his own feet, nor does he fall over something on the deck. His knees simply buckle under the weight of his father’s word, as if they’ve lost all ability to keep him upright, and he actually stumbles, nearly falling to the deck before Wooyoung catches him by the arm and hauls him upright, concern written all over his face. 

“What?” 

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