pout princess

drunk boyfriend tag

summary: dan and phil get drunk and film the boyfriend tag (similar to what shane dawson did)

tags: alcohol, so much sweetness and cuteness your teeth will hurt, extreme fluff

by: angelboydjh on tumblr

word count: ~1.8k

first fic posted!! please, ignore any mistakes and reblog and like!! ilu!! send in requests for fics :-)


dan and phil got a little drunk. they originally got out some Ribena, which is completely unharmful, until dan spotted vodka on the kitchen counter, which they only keep for parties. its almost gone, with a half a bottle left, so dan thought of an idea.

“phil, lets get drunk.” phil looked at dan confused; dan never really likes drinking as much as he used to, hes grown, the satisfaction of being drunk doesnt really thrill as much, and its the same with phil.

“why?” asked phil, sipping his Ribena.

“because why not! we have no meeting tomorrow, we are bored out of our minds, and itll be fun! we’ll even be safe, we can control each other well.” phil thought about it. he never really likes hangovers, who does? he gets them bad, and he knows dan gets them worse, but dan was right, they were extremely bored and had no meetings tomorrow. phil shrugged, and replied with a sure, causing dan to jump up with joy.

dan grabbed the bottle and went to phils room, closing the door, and sitting on his bed. he opens to bottle and pours a lot in his drink, doing the same to phil. there is now many 4 shots full left of the drink and dan was happy he rationed out well.

“wanna do a toast?” asked phil.

“with our vodka filled ribena?” chuckled dan. phil nodded, giggling a little.

“why not?” phil responded, and dan nodded agreeing. they lifted their glass cups up and they look at each other. “to us!”

dan laughed at the cliché, but echoed phil, and a clink noise was heard when the touched glasses. dan downed about half of his drink in that one sip, phil only taking a baby sip.

phil made a face, hating the taste of vodka. dan hid his disgust, looking at phil.

“now we wait.” dan took another sip, already feeling slightly dizzy.


dan was fully drunk. he was giggling, putting his head on phil, slurring his words, all of it.

phil was only tipsy. he didnt drink much yet, only about half of his drink. dan, of course, drank all of it, even the rest in the bottle!

“phil!” dan slurred out, and phil glanced over slowly, so he doesnt get dizzy, and raised his eyebrow. “we should do a boyfriend tag.”

phil thought about this. is he that drunk that he doesnt really care if they do one or not? yes. he doesnt really care, its not like itll be posted. phil knows better than that.

“sure.” phil got up to get his camera from the other side of the room, and dan plopped on the bed laughing at who knows what.

it took phil about 2 minutes to set up everything for filming, and an extra 5 minutes to find good goddamn questions.

he finally found some question, a total of twenty. he can barely read them because of his blurry vision, and since he didnt have neither his contacts or glasses on. so he grabbed his glasses from the bed side and put them on to see if itll help. nope. he took another sip of his drink and locked his phone. he’ll cross that bridge when he gets to it. he gets up and turns on the camera, praying to god its in focus.

“dan, its on, we are filming.” once those words left phils mouth, dan shot up from phils bed and looked at phil.

“okay, okay, okay, okay,” he kept repeating that until he finally was next to phil on the bed facing the camera. phil giggled at dan, dan looking at him with his red cheeks.

“okay, ready, babe?” asked phil, seeing double of dan. dan nodded, and smiled at phil and then at the camera.

“okay,” phil breathed in and then ‘took in his persona’.

“hey guys!” he said cheerfully, but all it did is make him dizzy. dan was like, on top of phil, so hes grateful that he was, or phil wouldve fallen over.

“im here with dan.” phil pointed at him, and dan waved, his white oversized cat shirt being exposed, and you could even see his naked legs, since hes wearing shorts. “we are doing the boyfriend tag.” phil said slowly, and dan nodded jumping up and down on the bed.

“phil is my boyfriend! boyfriend phil! philip lester, boyfriend!” he yelled, making phil giggle.

“okay, want ask the questions, or do u want me go ask them?” asked phil to dan.

“ask me the questions! then we will do it back!” dan suggested, and phil nodded encouragingly.

“okay, first question.” phil unlocked his phone and read it very carefully.

“when is my birthday?” he asked. “bonus points for the zodiac sign!”

“january 30th, that makes you a……” he strung out the 'a’ to think. “an Aquarius! aquarium.” he laughed, and phil chuckled.

“correct baby.” he leaned in to kiss dan, and dan kissed him, tasting of vodka and ribena.

“okay, now,” phil was going to go to the next question, but dan protested.

“now do mine! do mine!” dan pouted, crossing his arms.

“june 11th! youre a gemini.” phil stuttered out, making dan laugh.

“lucky guess.” he muttered jokingly.

“next question,” phil scrolled down the page. “where did i grow up?”

“im too drunk for this phil!!” he moaned out. “the north! thats all youre getting.”

“well, youre not wrong.” said phil. “ill give you the point.”

“what about me?” asked dan.

“the south.”

“ugh! exact place!”

“not fair, you didnt do that for me!”

“ugh, whatever.” dan pouted again.

“wipe that pout off your face princess.” phil whispered, grabbing dans chin.

“im just kidding philly!” dan kissed phil, getting him off guard.

“okay, next,” phil asked. “whats my middle name?”

“michael! these are too easy! i want harder ones. test me!” dan groaned out, and phil rolled his eyes.

“okay, okay,” phil said. he scrolled down to another website, which had different questions. “how about this: where was our first date?”

“EASY!” he yelled, throwing his hands up. “well, kinda,” he muttered. “its hard!”

“well, tell me.” phil said suggestively, leaning closer to dan.

“we first met of course at the train station,” he muttered out. “and then we went straight to your house, and, did things. does that count as a first date?” this took him way too long to say, as he was stuttering madly.

“yes, it does. great job, cutie.” phil said happily and leaned in for a kiss.

“okay, let me ask the question!” phil started to give him the phone, but dan refused, saying he wants go make one up.

“whats the first thing you notice about me?” he asked a bashful.

“your smile.” phil said simply. no explanation was needed to make dan feel all warm inside. dan covered his face and leaned on phils shoulder, grinning like mad.

once he got up, he looked at phil, seeing his wonderful, eyes.

“you know what mine is.” he muttered, almost inaudible. it was phils turn to blush. they lean in and kiss once again, but longer than before.

when they pulled apart, dan was seeing actual stars, and couldnt even understand what was happening, completely forgot about the video.

“oh my god, i love you so much.” he said in a shush tone, with phils hand on his cheek. they were only a few inches away from each other, and phil loved it. phil was exploding every inch of dans face, and so was dan. every moment phil made, it made him more dizzy and more dazed, but he didnt care.

within a few moments, they both locked eyes, and somehow, both remembered they were recording.

“uh, one more question,” phil stuttered out, as dan looked around for his almost empty drink. “okay, last question. what is my favorite color?”

“easy, blue.” dan said, as he drank his final sips of his drink before crushed it and threw it.

“hey!” phil protested, looking over at the cup.

“ill pick it ip later, babe.” dan slurred out almost incoherently. “whats mine?”

“easy, pink.” phil mocked. dan smiled softly, putting his arms around phils neck, phil put this hands on dans waist.

“what kind of pink?” he muttered, with his sloppy grin on his face, his curly hair perfect in tack still. (which surprised phil)

“pastel.” dan groaned jokingly, letting his head drop down onto phils shoulders.

“oh my god, i tried to trick you!” dan yelled.

“well, you didnt. 8 years of friendship pays off.” phil joked. dan put his head on phils shoulder, his head facing the camera.

“can we finish? i wanna cuddle with you watch disney movies.” phil chuckled and nodded.

“we’ll finish, lets do the outro.” phil tapped dan, so he can get up from his shoulder, but dan didnt move a muscle, indicating hes not moving.

“okay, well, goodbye everyone, please like a subscribe to me and dans channel, and our gaming channel! love you!” he waved and awkwardly looked at dan.

“i need to turn off that camera baby.” dan groaned and got up from phils shoulder. phil got up and turned off the camera, sitting right on his bed again next to dan.

“can we just cuddle?” phil can tell dan was getting tired, and getting all drained. he gets like this when hes drunk, but also after recording videos.

“of course, princess.” phil laid down, then wrapping his arms around dan who is not next to them. they peacefully fall asleep, with the lights on and phils snoring.


it was the morning, and phil is posting his premade video on lessamazingphil, just a quick vlog from florida. its taking surprisingly long to process, since its only 2 minutes, but phil didnt question it. its almost done, so phil went to go see dan, who has the worst hangover ever.

“how are you baby?” asked phil, laying next to dan.

“better, how bad was it?” he asked, and phil laughed.

“you were fine, not as bad as a few months ago, but you were not any better.” dan groaned, and at that moment his phone dinged. he unlocked his phone to see the notification, YouTube popping up, and it was phils new video.

“uh, phil.” dan said.

“yes?” phil hummed.

“you posted the wrong video.”

“what?” phil yelled a little too loudly for dan, as he backed away and gave phil his phone in just one beat.

“i uploaded our drunk boyfriend tag.” dans eyes widen.

“we filmed a video? no way, i dont remember this. did we kiss?”

“i was drunk too!”

“well, i would keep it up.”


“we already made this mistake once, lets just let them have what they want.”

One of a Kind (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: Can I request a Jughead x plus size reader where the reader has a really loud a unique laugh and even though she can be quite sarcastic like Jughead she can also be his exact and she basically is the only person that can make him smile and laugh a lot ? Maybe throw in him letting her wear his beanie and just a really cute relationship ? Thank you so much.

A/N: Here’s a happier one! I actually felt a lot better after writing this and laughed a lot during this. I hope you like it. Requests are welcome!


One of a Kind (Jughead x Reader)

Jughead Jones III was not exactly a sad person but it took a lot to make him smile or even laugh. The closest thing most got was a small chuckle or his famous half smirk. Some even believed he wasn’t capable of such joy.

The truth was he simply lost that joy when Jellybean and his mother left. Leaving him with his father who was almost always drunk.

It all changed when Riverdale High got it’s newest student.

You groan when you glance at your schedule. You had opted out when they offered to have a student show you around and now you were kind of regretting it. You figured that it would at least be built like your last school but no. Riverdale High looked as if it hasn’t gotten a makeover since it was built.

“I’m guessing you’re lost?” You turn to see a very well dressed guy grinning at you.

“And I’m guessing you’re gay?” Mentally cringing at how harsh that sounds, you went to apologize only to have the boy laugh.

“I like you! I’m Kevin Keller, Riverdale’s only out gay.” He chuckles as you roll your eyes.

“Names (Y/n). Riverdale’s New Student. Who clearly should have taken the tour.” You sigh at the paper in your hand.

“I gotcha girl.” the boy, Kevin, links his arm with yours and snatches the paper out of your hand. “Good, you have next class with me.” and with that, he drags you down the hall.

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The Honeymoon - Sebastian x Reader - Full Version

Originally posted by jlstreck

Sebastian Stan x Reader - After getting married and a few months after Isabella being born, you and Seb finally get the well deserved honeymoon.

Warnings: Fluff and some smut. But nice smut.

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EXO Reaction ~ Surprising Them At The Studio By Back Hugging Them

Request: Hey! I want to request an EXO reaction when their girlfriend surprise them at the studio by back hugging them 🙆
A/N: After I repost the Mobile Masterlist later, requests will be closing so if you have anything you wanna send in then send it in while requests are open (:


“Oh goodness you scared me, beautiful ~ Why don’t we go and get some coffee?” *Litro brings you to the nicest and most expensive coffee shop*


Why hello my princess, ready to get out of here?*He gets you both home, into your matching couple pjs and watching the Avengers*


Let me guess who it is ~ Is it My amazing, sweet and beautiful girlfriend, y/n?*Subtly plays about with you then brings you out somewhere for lunch*


“I knew it would be you, my short ass ~ I missed you!” *Crouches down to your height to kiss you on the nose*


“Aw my baobei came to surprise me at work, I love you lots and lots” *Wraps his arms around you and wont let go*


“You brought me lunch? Aw Jagi! I’ll do some special Aegyo just for you~” *does special aegyo just for your eyes*


“You came all the way here for me? Awe jagiya you know how to make me feel special” *Takes mass amount of cute couple selfies with you*


I wish there were more hours in the day for back hugs, princess*Pouts and kisses your nose*


“Aw my girlfriend is too adorable, Can I give you back hugs now?” *Kisses all over your face until you let him give you mass amount cuddles and back hugs*


“I wish I could stay in your arms all day everyday, baby girl” *pouts like a baby but aegyo af*


“The dance studio isn’t in use… You, Me? I can put my arms and hands to good use to you” *insert eyebrow wiggle here*


“Ah my beautiful jagi ~ It’s time I take you out for a treat” *Litro trolls the fuck out of you by getting you a mcflurry instead of a Baskin Robbins*


*Daddy comes home from work. Princess is cuddling with her snuffie on the couch, watching cartoons*
Daddy - hey princess
Princess - *doesn’t hear*
Daddy - princess!
*princess looks at daddy*
Princess - *shines up* daddy’s home!
Daddy - it’s bedtime, princess
Princess - b… but, daddy
Daddy - No buts, you know the rules. Come on. I’ll read you a story.
Princess - *pouts*
Daddy - No pouting. Have you eaten?
Princess - *nods*
Daddy - Did you wash up?
Princess - *nods*
Daddy - Have you touched yourself?
Princess - *shakes head*
Daddy - Okay. Since you’ve been such a good princess today I’ll let you suck Daddy’s cock during bedtime stories IF you go brush your teeth now.
Princess - *runs to bathroom*

Things That Never Cross A Man’s Mind

Pairing: Dean x Reader
Words: ~750
Warnings: Just fluffiness
Summary: Dean misses your anniversary dinner, you get madder than he expected but he makes up for it.
A/N: My submission for @riversong-sam ‘s 700 Follower Challenge (i’m sooo sorry this is so late). My song was Things That Never Cross A Man’s Mind by Kellie Pickler, prompt & gif are in the fic. Thank’s to @impalaimagining for looking over it. Feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

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Movie time
  • Film: *sex scene comes on*
  • Daddy: *puts hands over babys eyes* you cant watch this bit, youre too little
  • Baby: but dadddyyyyy, i wanna see
  • Daddy: no, youre my innocent little princess
  • Baby:
  • Daddy: are you pouting?
  • Baby: *through pouty lips* nooo
  • Daddy: ill show you later at bed time, is that ok?
  • Baby:
  • Daddy:
  • Baby: yesh
Crowley’s little girl. Part I.

Characters: Demon!Reader, Crowley, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Claire Novak

Parings: Demon!Reader x Crowley (Daughter and Father), eventually Demon!Reader x Dean/Sam Winchester, not sure yet.

You are one of Crowley’s crossroad demons, but not any demon, no.. you are his daughter. A so called Cambion. Half demon, half human. When a girl named Claire summoned you, everything changed.


I wrote this the other night, ‘cuz I couldn’t sleep for hours. Thought I separately could start a new series. Hope you enjoy. :)


Hell was a dark and cheerless place, but you loved it. It matched your cold, rotten soul perfectly. You walked down the endless seeming hallway, running your fingers along the fragile, old walls. The smell of burnt flesh ran through your nose. Passing cell after cell, filled with tortured people you turned to the right at the very end and stopped at a big door. You opened it, closing it behind you, with a creaking sound coming from it. The slam of the door let the chains on the wall rustling.

The room was filled with red burning candles, they gave you a warm feeling. The feeling of being home. It was your own little kingdom. There was a bed, a closet and a dressing table. Your hellhound, Diwo, laying in the corner taking a nap. He was a present from your dad on your 12th birthday, to always keep an eye on you. Diwo was kinda the only friend you had down here. The rest of the other demons were just here to keep you entertained, trying to act like human beings.. trying to act like friends to you. I mean, you were a Cambion. Half human, half demon. So you definitely had human needs.. and a soul, even though it was pitch black.

Y/A (your age) years back.. your dad had something going on with this human woman. He got her pregnant and left. Because he wanted to „build“ a super strong weapon. You. Exactly 9 months later, he had a weird feeling. The now king of hell knew.. a special child was born. His child. Mom unfortunately was a Hunter, recognized your black eyes, knew what kind of monster you were and wanted to kill you. Your dad showed up and rescued you. Rest is history. He raised and trained you. Gave you, almost, everything you ever needed. And here you are. Settling yourself down on your bed, being bored to death. Listening to the screams coming from outside, you closed your eyes.. You almost fell asleep, when you suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the door.

*knock knock*

„Enter“, you said annoyed.

The heavy door opened and a deep British voice came to your ears, „Hello, darling. Seems like you had a rough day“

„Oh, hey Dad.. No, it wasn’t rough at all, I‘m just so bored most of the time, I hate being a stupid crossroad demon. Why can‘t I just go out and kill people myself instead of sending Diwo their way. I can help earning souls for you by myself“ you folded your arms, making a pout.

„Well, princess.. I don‘t think you are aware of how powerful you are, you need a little tiny bit more time to face this world full of hunter. I don‘t want my precious child to get hurt. See your crossroad-duty as a training.“ he replied, settling himself down next to you.

„I can take care of myself. I‘m Y/A now, not a child anymore, dad. And to be honest, I never really was.“

„I know, I know..“ he continued, as he patted your shoulder. „just give it a few more weeks and you‘ll be ready to face this world, promise.. but you have to take Diwo with you. At least the first few times, to keep an eye on you. I started as a crossroad demon too, and look at me now“ he complacently smiled down at you.

About 2 weeks later, you were strolling around through the halls of hell again. Kicking a few little rocks around.

„Damn it, this is more torture than actually being a prisoner here.“ you said, rolling your eyes in boredom. „I‘m way too old for this shit.“ you tought to yourself, making your way to the exit.

„Where do you think you‘re going, young lady?“ your father said, suddenly appearing next to you, scaring the shit out of you.

„Let me go, I‘m bored and since you kinda stole my teleportation skills for most of my travels, I have to take the normal way. This fucking door.“ you angrily replied, grabbing the door knob.

„I actually have a job for you to do. Well, it‘s a crossroad deal again.“ You stopped, not looking at your father“ A young girl is on her way to summon one of my demons, I thought you might need something to do.“ he insisted strictly.

You moaned in annoyance. „Fine, I‘ll do it.“


You popped up on a little crossroad, somewhere in Kansas. It was dark out and you saw a young blonde girl standing in front of you. She didn’t look scared at all.

„Claire Novak.“ you said surprised. „The little girl whos dad got vessled by an angel of the lord.. What can I do for you?“ winking your eyes, let them turning pitch black.

„How do you know my name?“ she started to yell at you.

„Well, lovely.. I‘m a Demon.. remember? Plus your… ‚dad‘ is pretty well-known down there, you know..“ you replied. „but back to the important things. What do yo….“

„Shut your mouth and listen to me, demon!“ she snapped, pulling out a gun to give her self a bit of safety.

„How sweet.“ you chuckled, moving your right hand fast to the side, throwing her gun at the ground.

„Bring me my mom back! I can‘t stand being alone much longer, Take my fucking soul and just bring her back.“ she stuttered, almost starting to cry.

You grinned „you know the deal, right? We kiss to make the agreement count, then 10 years from now on, my hellhound is gonna come for your ass.“

Claire waited a few seconds, then nodded. She stepped forward to you. Your lips came closer, when suddenly you heard two men yelling and storming towards you, the taller one of them tackling down Claire. „No! Don‘t do that!“

She writhed in the arms of the man, screaming at him. „SAM! Let me go! This is my choice“
„Sam? Sam and Dean Winchester?“ your eyes opened wide.

„Yeah, why would you care you piece of hell-shit?“ the older brother yelled at you snottily.

„Wow, easy cowboy, just doing my job“ you laughed.

„What kind of a crossroad demon are you? Your eyes are black and not red.“ he looked at you angry.

„Let‘s say it‘s just my part time job“, you winked at him, letting your black eyes turning to your normal Y/E/C again. „Dad‘s other demons are not of any good use.“

„Dad? You mean Crowley?“ Dean frowned at you full of disgust, when suddenly Claire got out of Sams grip, and ran towards you to give you a kiss.

„No! Claire god damn it!“ the younger brother shouted at you, pulling out the colt. „Nullify the deal! Now!“

„Sorry, handsome.. can‘t do that.“ you said with a smug on your face, snapping your fingers you disappeared from them.

„FUCK!“ Dean fell on his knees, hitting the ground with his fist. „I‘m gonna kill that bitch!“ he shouted.

You found yourself in your room again, when you suddenly, heard someone clapping behind you. Turning around you found your father standing there.

„Congrats Y/N.. You just got the soul of the little wannabe Winchester girl.“ he told you proudly, with a big smile on  his face.

Prince Pouty
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wlwmioda  asked:

i don't know if this was asked yet, but if possible, how would the RFA (+ v and saeran if you could) react to an mc who is trans/nb and coming out to them for the first time? it could be a teary come-out, a slip up, or a "oh hey btw im trans lol", whatever you think suits each character. thank you ^^ have a nice day

hey, love💛 I hope you have a nice day/night too ^^ I hope you like this! And I hope I did it justice ^^; 

im cis so i can only hope;;;; plus i’m, uh..feeling..some kinda way today. so i thought i’d start with something cute


  • mc was not in the mood today
  • for anything, really. they would much prefer to stay in bed all day
  • especially because they really did not want to be misgendered today, as they were bound to be 
  • even by zen, who was as cheerful as everyday, but he didn’t know
  • maybe they should just tell him 
  • “hey, babe” zen said, walking back into the bedroom. “I have breakfast ready, would you like some?” 
  • “…no, i’m okay.” they said from under the blanket. zen pouted, “princess, you know you have to be healthy..”
  • the nickname made mc cringe - and not in the usual ‘zen’s being cheesy’ way
  • he felt mc shift under the covers. “are you alright, hun?”
  • “yeah…” “mc, tell me what’s bothering you.” “zen, I said nothing-” “i can tell when something’s wrong, princess, just tell me”
  • and tbh, they couldn’t handle it anymore
  • “that’s what’s wrong!” mc said, uncovering their face from the blanket. 
  • zen jerked back in surprise, looking at them. mc was tearing up as they spoke again
  • “I know you mean well, god, I know you’re only trying to be good to me. and you are, you really are, I mean that. but I- oh my god- I can’t handle that nickname.”
  • “mc…can I ask why?” now mc was crying. 
  • out with it then, mc. there’s no going back now.
  • “I-” they sigh, “I’m not a girl, Zen. I’m nonbinary.”
  • he was honestly confused, he never heard of that before
  • so the day was spent explaining and being in bed. 
  • zen listened, wiped their tears, brought in that breakfast for both of them. he asked questions, mc answered them. and he understood, in the end
  • “well. now I need a new nickname!” “isn’t ‘babe’ enough?” “no! i want to shower you in adorable nicknames for being an adorable person”


  • it was an accident. 
  • mc ordered a binder and it came in when yoosung checked the mail
  • he saw what was on the package and asked mc about it
  • “hey honey, there was a package for you. something about a binder?”
  • mc froze. oh no.
  • it’s ok mc, damage control. just make something up, it’s fine. he doesn’t need to know what it’s really for.
  • “oh, thanks, honey! I didn’t expect it to come in yet.” “I put it on the bed, okay?” “yeah, of course.”
  • nice save, mc. 
  • “why did you need a binder shipped to you, though mc? can’t you just buy one at the store?”
  • mc laughs, “sure, honey. just buy a binder at the store. I wish I could, so at least I can try it on before buying it. It would help a guy out, you know?”
  • ……….. wA I T
  • “what?” yoosung asks. mc flushes. “oh, um…”
  • “not…that kind of binder, than.” mc freezes again and looks at the ground
  • yoosung stands up and walks over, putting a hand on mc’s cheek 
  • “honey…it’s alright. you can tell me.” mc looked up at him, seeing a soft, warm smile.
  • “…I’m trans.” mc says. yoosung smiles wider, but it looks nothing like a teasing smile. “I’m a guy, yoosung.” 
  • he hugs mc tightly. “you’re the best boy I’ve ever met, honey.”


  • this was also an accident, but this time, it was on jaehee’s part
  • she didn’t know how to tell mc, especially since she just figured it out herself too
  • mc was a normal girl..and jaehee was nonbinary
  • but she would accept jaehee. of course she would…right?
  • guess she was about to find out
  • mc got home that day and jaehee spoke, “I need to tell you something, love. come sit with me?”
  • mc nodded, taking her hand and following her to the dining table. “I actually need to tell you something too, jaehee”
  • oh now jaehee was nervous
  • they sat down next to each other and jaehee took a deep breath
  • “you go first, hun.” mc said. jaehee nodded.
  • “mc, i’m…i’m nonbinary” jaehee waited for her reaction
  • mc kept quiet for a bit, staring at her and blinking
  • “…love?” “are you serious?”
  • oh no, there it was. mc was going to break up with her
  • “um, yes-” “i was just going to tell you that I’m trans!”
  • “wait- what?” “I’m a transwoman, jaehee…i couldn’t handle hiding it anymore..”
  • jaehee just pulled mc into a hug. “oh, i love you.” she let out in relief
  • mc chuckled, “i love you too.”


  • ok ok ok we can do this, mc
  • jumin won’t mind, he’s repeatedly told us he loved us for who we are, not for what we look like
  • ….but what if who we are isn’t.. 
  • oh, just do it….no no no don’t
  • the door opens and jumin calls out, “mc, I’m home!”
  • oh no
  • “hi, love! how was your day?” “busy, as always..but I’m glad to be home.”
  • mc, don’t wait any longer, do it now!
  • “um, I need to tell you something, honey bun..” 
  • jumin looked up at them before going to take his shoes off. “go ahead, my love.”
  • before mc could speak, though, they started tearing up
  • they were nervous. too nervous to say anything
  • jumin looked at them again, stopping what he was doing as soon as he saw mc crying
  • “my love, what’s wrong? are you hurt? did someone hurt you or-”
  • “no, no jumin that isn’t it, I’m sorry..” “don’t be sorry, my love. what’s wrong?”
  • “I just…I don’t know how to tell you.” “You can tell me anything, mc. I love you and I trust you.” he’s getting really worried now
  • “I’m..I’m trans, jumin. I’m a male.” 
  • he stops for a second process, but automatically moves to wipe mc’s tears
  • “oh, my love. you scared me…I thought you were really hurt..” 
  • “you don’t mind?” “of course I don’t mind. You are who you are, and I love every bit of that.”

707 / luciel / saeyoung

  • he called mc after he signed them into the rfa
  • “hello? is this the new cutie in the rfa?” 
  • “have you really seen pictures of me?” mc says, making him laugh
  • “straight to the point, then. yeah, I have.” “then you know..”
  • “you’re cute, and I do mean that.” “…i am?”
  • “the cutest girl in the rfa! well, there’s only jaehee. but there’s me sometimes too.”
  • “..what?” “i’m genderfluid. but anymore about me is a secret~” 
  • “huh, alright. then I guess I can just say it.” “if you want to practice with me, sure.”
  • mc smiles. 707 catches it on the CCTV. “I’m trans.” 
  • 707 smiles too, though she can’t see, “atta girl.”
  • the conversation doesn’t stop there, of course
  • the two of them talk for a while, about how they relate to each other, how the rfa reacted to him coming out 
  • he assures her that the rfa is very welcoming, but she can take all the time she needs
  • they confide in each other, which only adds to why they get along so well 

v / jihyun

  • it was so casual with jihyun, actually
  • like, mc couldn’t explain why, it just felt so easy to just say it 
  • the two of them were laying on the couch, legs intertwined while they both read a book
  • it was quiet and V was focused, but mc kept getting distracted from their book and kept glancing at him
  • he noticed, but didn’t say anything.
  • it was actually really hard for him not to smile 
  • “hey, jihyun?”
  • “yes angel?” he said, looking up from his book.
  • “i’m nonbinary.” 
  • v smiled and sat up, leaning over to kiss mc’s forehead
  • “alright, my love. i’m glad you decided to tell me, thank you for putting that much trust in me”
  • mc blushed and sat up to kiss his cheek, “you’re so amazing, V. I don’t understand”
  • he chuckled and shook his head, leaning back to his original position
  • “you are mistaken. I’m a simple human. you, however, are an angel”
  • “jihyunnnnn” mc whines
  • “what? it’s true! angels are nonbinary too.” “who told you that, jihyun?” 
  • “every story I’ve heard of them. Plus the person right in front of me right now.”


  • honestly, saeran just had to be taking questionnaires right now
  • and mc was too used to making this damn joke
  • “full name.” saeran says
  • “don’t you know that?” mc answers
  • “true, alright. birthday?”
  • “saerannnn, you know all these things about me. why are you doing these in the first place?”
  • he fills out mc’s birthday before shrugging. “bored. we’re not sending these out anyways”
  • “fine. what other questions are there?”
  • “the usual for now. next is gender”
  • “alien.” mc says 
  • saeran looks back at them. “what?”
  • “i’m an alien, saeran.” “no, mc, like…male and female”
  • “i have to pick??”
  • oh wait, mc, saeran doesn’t know- 
  • “…can you explain?” he asks.
  • “um…i’m nonbinary?” 
  • saeran also needs a little explaining. he has more questions than zen, too
  • but he’s totally understanding
  • “…they should make an ‘alien’ option.” he says after their talk
  • “honestly.” mc says
  • he draws a circle near the ‘male’ and ‘female’ options and marks it as ‘alien’ before filling it in. “there.”