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⌕ naruto - kiba.

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best friends to lovers — werewolf edition!

important content warnings: 18+ MDNI, monsterfucking, friends to lovers, unestablished mating bond, mutual pining, college/modern AU.

pairing: werewolf!bsf!kiba inuzuka/fem!reader

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↳ finding peace in the spontaneous wild (26.2k) — when an accidental encounter with your former childhood best friend leads you to agree to a one-night camping trip consisting of just you two, you discover that there’s more to your friendship than initially meets the eye.

↳ a friend, a mate, and all things in-between (22.8k) — after finding out the truth about the role you supposedly play in kiba’s life, you settle on a compromise of taking things slow and seeing where the wind takes you while you’re at it.

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🍓┆a taste of jealousy

choi san x gn! reader

│synopsis: the one with the confession

│genre: fluff, friends to lovers

│trigger warnings: mid jealousy

│ prompt 25 + san + strawberry

Another midweek game night with your friends to unwind from your hectic schedules. Tonight, you'd volunteered to prepare snacks for everyone. The soft melody of a lo-fi playlist hummed through the speakers as you moved around the kitchen.

"Need some help with those?" Wooyoung appeared beside you, eyeing the pile of ingredients on the counter with a mischievous grin.

"Thanks," you smiled, sliding a cutting board his way. "These finger foods won't make themselves."

As Wooyoung began chopping vegetables beside you, he leaned in closer than necessary, his shoulder brushing yours. "You know what they say about the way to a man's heart..." he teased, winking at you.

You couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Is that what I'm doing? And here I thought I was just making snacks."

Wooyoung reached across you for the salt, his hand settling briefly on your waist. "Kitchen's small," he explained, "Need to get around you somehow."

"Somehow indeed," you replied with a raised eyebrow, but didn't move away.

"Open up," he said suddenly, plucking a grape from the fruit bowl and holding it to your lips. "Quality control is essential." You laughed again, opening your mouth as he popped the grape in.

What neither of you noticed was San standing in the doorway, his eyes fixed on the intimate scene. The comfortable gray hoodie he wore looked soft against his skin as he shifted his weight, jaw tightening at the sight.

As Wooyoung fed you another grape, his hand still casually resting on your waist, San cleared his throat loudly.

"Sannie!" you called, brightening at his presence. "Perfect timing. We're almost done with the snacks."

But his usual playful smile was missing, "Looks like you two have it handled," he said, voice neutral. "Yunho's setting up the board game." Before you could respond, he turned and disappeared back into the living room.

"What's his problem?" Wooyoung whispered, raising an eyebrow but still not moving his hand from your waist.

"I don't know," you frowned, gently stepping away and wiping your hands on a towel. "He's been weird all week."

Wooyoung leaned closer, lowering his voice. "Well, I'm not sticking around for whatever that was. Take these chips out when you go—and good luck." As Wooyoung slipped away to join the others, you arranged the last snacks on a tray.

When you entered the living room, San was sitting cross-legged on the floor by the coffee table, shuffling a deck of UNO cards with more force than necessary. You set the tray on the coffee table and looked at him, noticing the tense set of his shoulders as he continued to shuffle the cards. The others were engaged in conversation, seemingly oblivious to the tension between you and San. His eyes briefly flickered up to meet yours, and in that fleeting moment, you caught a glimpse of hurt. He quickly looked away, focusing intensely on the cards in his hands as if they held the answers to questions he couldn't bring himself to ask.

"Can we talk?" you finally asked looking attentively at his expression, heart racing as your eyes met. Without answering, San got up and took your hand leading you down the hallway to his bedroom, closing the door behind you both.

"What's going on?" you asked softly, noticing how he couldn't quite meet your eyes.

San ran a hand through his hair, tension rippling across his shoulders. "Can we just be direct with each other?" You nodded in answer, waiting for him to continue. "What's going on with you and Wooyoung?"

"Nothing's going on," you replied honestly, your voice softening. "Wooyoung is just being... Wooyoung. You know how he is."

"He was touching you," San stated plainly, the words hanging heavy between you. A small, conflicted frown crossed your face. This side of San was something new.

"Yes, he was," you admitted, "But he was just being playful," you continued, stepping closer to him. "San, why aren’t you looking at me?" You reached for his hand, intertwining your fingers with his, feeling his reluctant grip tighten around yours.

He let out a heavy sigh, his eyes finally meeting yours. "I..." he started, then shook his head, his grip on your hand tightening. "I can't stand watching him touch you like that," he finally confessed, words tumbling out.

You blinked in surprise, "What are you saying?"

"I didn't mean to—" he started, then stopped, looking almost defeated. "I like you," he blurted out, then immediately backtracked. "No, that's not right. I really, really like you. Have for months now, actually."

Your heart fluttered in your chest as his words sank in. "San..." you whispered, moving closer to him.

"I know he's my best friend," he continued, words rushing out now that the dam had broken. "And I know I have no right to be jealous, but I can't help it. Every time he touches you, every time you laugh at his jokes..." His voice trailed off, eyes dropping to where your hands were still intertwined. "I-I know you probably don't feel the same way. I see how you and Wooyoung get along so well, and he's funnier than me anyway, and probably better looking, and—"

"San—" you tried to interrupt, but he was on a roll.

"—and I totally understand if you want him instead. He's my best friend, and he's great, so I get it. I just couldn't keep pretending that I don't feel anything when I'm around you, and I'm sorry if this makes things weird, but—"

"San!" you tried again, louder this time.

"—I promise I won't make it awkward if you reject me. We can just forget this ever happened and go back to—"

You'd had enough. In one swift movement, you grabbed him by his hoodie and pulled him down to your level. "Kiss me and shut up," you commanded. For a moment, San froze, his eyes wide with shock. Your lips pressed against his, but you felt no response—just the stiffness of surprise as he stood there, completely stunned. You pulled back slightly, his mouth hung slightly open, his breathing shallow as he tried to process what had just happened.

"Did you just...?" he whispered, his voice trailing off as his fingertips touched his own lips in disbelief.

"Yes," you replied softly, suddenly feeling vulnerable. "Maybe I should have waited for your permission first," you finished, heart pounding in your chest with uncertainty. For what felt like an eternity but was barely a second, San remained motionless. Then, slowly, his eyes softened as he leaned in. His hands gently found your waist, touch feather-light and hesitant. When his lips finally met yours, it was tentative at first—a whisper of a kiss that asked a question. The sweet taste of your strawberry lip gloss lingered between you as he pulled back slightly, searching your eyes before continuing. His second kiss was more certain but still gentle, a tender exploration filled with relief and longing. You sighed against his lips, your fingers lightly gripping his hoodie as warmth bloomed in your chest.

"You're being ridiculous," you murmured against his lips. "I've never wanted Wooyoung."

San pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his breathing ragged. "You don't?"

You shook your head, smiling. "How could I want anyone else when you're all I think about?

"Really? You mean it?"

You nodded. "You're the only one I want. The only one." His face softened in a way you'd never seen before, dimples appearing as his smile widened. Gently, he cupped your face with both hands, thumbs brushing over your cheeks as if you were something precious. The tenderness in his eyes made your heart skip a beat as he leaned in to kiss you again, this time with all the certainty in the world.

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Hello! I've been getting more and more tips for writing thanks to your post about character flaws in my FYP. I was wondering, do you have any posts about character strengths/virtues? Thanks!

Rin's Character Strengths Masterpost ✨

Hey there, fellow writer! 💖 So glad my character flaws post found its way to you! You've asked about one of my FAVORITE topics to explore - character strengths and virtues! And guess what? I've been meaning to write this companion piece for ages, so THANK YOU for the nudge!

Let's dive DEEP into character strengths that go beyond the basic "brave protagonist" or "loyal sidekick" tropes we see everywhere in fiction. Because memorable characters need memorable strengths!

Why Character Strengths Matter Just As Much As Flaws

We often focus SO much on giving characters interesting flaws (which, yes, super important!), but their strengths are what make readers root for them and fall in love with their journey. Strengths are what make your character SHINE in those pivotal moments! ✨

The key is making these strengths SPECIFIC, NUANCED, and sometimes even PROBLEMATIC. Yes, strengths can cause problems too - that's where the juicy storytelling happens!

Beyond-Basic Character Strengths for Your Characters

1. CONTEXTUAL COURAGE 🔥

Not just "bravery" but courage that manifests in specific contexts:

Social courage (standing up to peer pressure)

Intellectual courage (questioning deeply held beliefs)

Physical courage despite specific fears

Quiet courage (the kind that doesn't look heroic but IS)

Moral courage (doing the right thing when it costs them personally)

Creative courage (risking failure and ridicule for their art/ideas)

2. RADICAL EMPATHY 💭

Not just "understanding others" but:

The ability to understand even villains' motivations

Cross-cultural empathy that bridges different backgrounds

Empathy that extends to those completely unlike themselves

Empathy that causes them to make difficult choices others wouldn't

Empathy that allows them to anticipate others' needs before they're voiced

Empathy for those society has taught them to fear or distrust

3. ADAPTIVE INTELLIGENCE 🧠

Not just "being smart" but:

Pattern recognition in chaotic situations

Intuitive problem-solving under pressure

Cultural adaptability when thrust into unfamiliar environments

Emotional intelligence that helps navigate complex relationships

Street smarts that complement (or replace) formal education

The ability to translate complex concepts for different audiences

4. CREATIVE RESILIENCE 🌱

Not just "bouncing back" but:

Finding unconventional solutions to setbacks

Using humor as a coping mechanism during dark times

Transforming trauma into strength without romanticizing it

Building community resilience, not just personal

Learning from failures rather than being crushed by them

Maintaining hope in seemingly hopeless situations

5. PRINCIPLED FLEXIBILITY 🌊

Not just "having values" but:

Knowing which principles to bend and which to hold firm

Adapting moral frameworks to new information

Navigating ethical gray areas without losing their core

Growing their values through experience rather than rigidity

Finding compromise without betraying essential beliefs

Recognizing when rules must be broken for a greater good

6. DISRUPTIVE KINDNESS ❤️

Not just "being nice" but:

Kindness that challenges systems of oppression

Unexpected kindness that changes enemies' perspectives

Kindness as a radical choice in brutal environments

Kindness that requires genuine sacrifice

Kindness that sees beyond surface behaviors to underlying needs

Kindness that doesn't expect recognition or reciprocation

7. CONSTRUCTIVE SKEPTICISM 🔍

Not just "questioning things" but:

The ability to discern truth from manipulation

Healthy doubt of authority without cynicism

Critical thinking that leads to solutions, not just criticism

Questioning their own assumptions first

Seeking multiple perspectives before forming judgments

Recognizing patterns of deception or misinformation

8. STRATEGIC VULNERABILITY 💧

Not just "being open" but:

Knowing when vulnerability creates connection

Sharing weaknesses to build trust at critical moments

Using personal stories to help others feel less alone

Admitting mistakes to model growth for others

Asking for help when independence would be destructive

Showing emotion strategically to influence outcomes

The Strength Spectrum: Make It Complex!

Remember that any strength exists on a spectrum! The most interesting characters have strengths that sometimes function as weaknesses depending on the context.

For example:

Loyalty becomes enabling when taken too far

Curiosity becomes recklessness in dangerous situations

Honesty becomes cruelty without empathy

Ambition becomes destructive when ethics are compromised

Compassion becomes self-destruction without boundaries

Independence becomes isolation when connection is needed

Confidence becomes arrogance without self-reflection

Cautiousness becomes paralysis when action is required

Strengths in Character Arcs 📈

The MAGIC happens when you show how strengths evolve throughout your story:

The Dormant Strength - A character doesn't know they possess it until circumstances force it out

The Misused Strength - They have the strength but are applying it in harmful ways

The Costly Strength - Using this strength requires genuine sacrifice

The Transformative Strength - This strength fundamentally changes who they are

The Shared Strength - They teach/inspire this strength in others

The Rediscovered Strength - A strength they lost faith in that returns when most needed

The Evolving Strength - A strength that changes form as the character grows

The Collaborative Strength - A strength that only emerges when combined with another character's abilities

Writing Exercise for You! 📝

Take your protagonist and identify:

One strength they've always had and rely on

One strength they don't know they have yet

One strength that's actually causing problems

One strength they'll need to develop to overcome the main conflict

One strength they admire in someone else

One strength they've lost and need to reclaim

Genre-Crossing Character Strengths

These strengths work across ALL genres:

Perceptive Pattern Recognition - Seeing connections others miss

Adaptive Authenticity - Remaining true to themselves while evolving

Constructive Conflict Navigation - Using disagreement to build stronger relationships

Radical Responsibility - Owning their part in problems without self-flagellation

Generative Listening - Hearing beyond words to underlying meanings

Intentional Impact Awareness - Understanding how their actions affect others

Courageous Vulnerability - Risking rejection for authentic connection

Principled Pragmatism - Finding workable solutions that honor core values

Remember that in ANY genre, your character strengths should connect to their internal journey as much as their external conflicts. The most compelling characters have strengths that are tested, lost, rediscovered, transformed, and ultimately deepened through their story arc. 🌟

The most powerful character strengths aren't superpowers or extraordinary abilities - they're deeply human qualities taken to their most compelling expression. They're the things we recognize in ourselves but rarely develop fully. That's why they resonate so deeply with readers across all genres and age categories.

Hope this helps you craft characters with rich, nuanced strengths! Let me know if you want me to dive deeper into any of these - I could talk character development ALL DAY! 💖

~ Rin. T.

[00:35] | ateez choi san

“And if I do?”

pairing » ateez choi san x fem!reader

trope/au » established relationship au, non-idol au

genre » very fluffy, falling asleep during studying and boyfriend san who is worried for you because you don't take the greatest care of yourself, (it really was supposed to be fluff all through the end) turns suggestive towards the last quarter of the story, reader is a bit playful, san is very in love with you, of course you are super in love with him too

word count; estimated reading time » 1032; ~4 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » quite suggestive at the end, indeed...a suggestive sentence at the very end, san lifts the reader up, reader wears glasses, reader implied to be smaller than san, san restrains reader's hands, pet names (bubs, baby girl)

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 ateez masterlist 🤍 the boyz lee juyeon ver.

my ateez debut! here it is @jaehunnyy !! i really wanted to post smth for your bday so please take this as a late bday present 😭 thanks for proofreading a bit of this one and finding the pictures for the banners 🥰 you saved me a bunch of tears fr 😀 have fun with the second one (even though it's the same...😭)

It’s not an unusual occurrence for you to be staying up late at night and for San to find you draped over your books and worksheets when he gets home. In fact, it’s becoming such a usual occurrence that San is making it a habit to open the front door with such gentleness that the click of the door opening would be too loud for his liking. In reality, your study desk at your shared apartment is quite a distance from the entrance of the apartment, so if San wanted to, he could enter in the same way as if you were awake.

But he didn’t want to.

In the rare case that you decide to snooze off on the couch, he doesn’t want to be the one to ruin your precious, peaceful sleeping time. Unfortunately for him, he would still be needing to do it one way or another if he ever finds you asleep on the couch or anywhere but your shared bed. The victorious smile from closing the front door quietly soon turns upside down, frowning at the sight of your head lying on your stack of handouts in the study room. The stack acted as your pillow, your arms around the rectangular pile. You look like you have been resting your body for some time now, given that San’s soft head pat didn’t faze you at all. With a slightly heavy sigh, San makes his way to the other side of the desk to get a better look at your face. He kneels on the floor, content with being more at eye level with you. 

He’s surprised to see that you must’ve been so exhausted that taking your glasses off might have been too much effort for you. The side frame completely rests on the paper, the nose pad of the glasses no longer resting properly on your nose. San hisses at how the hard plastic pushes against your nose, already imagining the pain when you wake up and realise tomorrow.

“Bubs,” he tests your consciousness with a whisper. “Your whole body is going to hurt when you wake up, you know?” Your breathing is still as even as before, and the no response from you deepens his frown. “I’m sorry, but I’m going to move you, okay?” 

San rises to his feet once again, grabbing the blanket drapped on your study desk that he has prepared. He’s told you multiple times to at least cover your body if you don’t plan to take a nap on the bed, but he should have known that when tiredness kicks in, all a person wants to do is to close their eyes. San spreads the light cotton across your back, kissing the side of your head and humming sweet melodies to avoid surprising you too much with his movement.

“San?” You slur sleepily, still unable to fully wake up. San clicks your desk light off and soon sees your content smile at his little gesture. “When did you get home?”

“Just a few seconds ago. When did you fall asleep?”

“Just a few minutes ago.” A raised eyebrow from your boyfriend is what prompts you to tell him the truth. “A little longer than that.”

San tuts disapprovingly, “You can’t keep slouching off on the table. It’s not good for your body. And this,” he takes your glasses off by the hinges, “it’s not comfortable for you.”

You hum at his loving lecture for you, beginning to straighten your back from the long nap. Truthfully, if San weren’t beside you right now, you would be sending complaints to your past self for dozing off at the table, your back cramping and sore. But Choi San knows you too well, and the creases between your eyebrows tell him everything.

“See?” He reprimands. 

You’re not given another chance to rebut when he swivels the chair around for you to face him. In a second, you’re in his arms, the back of your knee and back supported securely with his arms, and your shoulder pressed against his chest. San looks down at you, pressing a quick kiss on your forehead that you respond to by pressing yours along his jawline. Along the short walk to the adjacent room, you plant kisses all over his face, giggling at the way his cheeks grow red with every second. 

Just a few seconds before San would rest you gently on the mattress, you steal a kiss from his plump lips, arms wrapped around his nape and threading your fingers into the strands of his hair. San almost stumbles but soon regains balance when he registers the way you delicately take his lips. Along with the giggles and fabric rustling against each other in the small room, it’s not long until your head properly lays on a pillow. San doesn’t let you breathe after, climbing on top of your figure with his palms beside your head to support himself. His knees sink to the mattress beside your thighs, and you’re left breathless with the man before you. The remnants of his cologne are clearer now, and the proximity leaves you curling up a side of your lips.

Your boyfriend knows the meaning of your expression well from experience. “Don’t rile me up, baby girl…”

Just like he did a second ago, your eyebrow rises. Your pointer traces along the center of his exposed neck, feeling the gulp and his intense stare on you. You glide across his skin, tracing along his collarbones slowly, making sure that your touch lingers on his skin. When your finger slides down to the neckline of his fabric, it curls around his shirt to pull his tense expression closer to you. A quick touch of your lips is all you spare him before regaining eye contact with him.

“And if I do?”

Those words are enough for San to lose control, pulling the sheets to his palms as he fists them tightly. One hand leaves the bed, restraining both your wrists under his hold above your head. He dives closer to the crook of your neck, ragged breathing and warm breath against your skin.

“I’ll make sure you’ll sleep peacefully for days.”

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@haneul-and-clouds @jaehunnyy @mars101

Romantic Student Things

Locking eyes in the hallway like it’s a damn movie scene, except the only soundtrack is the sound of someone dropping their binder and cursing loudly in the background.

Scribbling little notes in the margins of textbooks, but instead of love letters, they’re inside jokes and sarcastic insults that somehow make them fall harder.

That moment when they both reach for the same book in the library and freeze... her fingers brushing his, the air between them suddenly too much and not enough all at once.

Staying up way too late to study together, but absolutely failing because they keep finding excuses to talk about literally anything else except what’s actually on the exam.

Leaving anonymous notes in each other’s lockers, but instead of sweet nothings, it’s absolute nonsense like “Your hair looked aggressively good today” and “You’re dangerously close to making me fall in love with you, stop it.”

Sitting next to each other in class, acting completely normal, while their knees are pressed together under the desk and their hearts are losing their minds over it.

Having full-on mental breakdowns over finals together, only for one of them to randomly say, “I think I might love you.” Because academic stress and emotional realizations go hand in hand, apparently.

Passing handwritten notes in class, except they’re not just notes, they’re confessions hidden inside random doodles and lyrics that will mean nothing to anyone else but them.

Accidentally falling asleep next to each other while studying, and waking up to realize their hands are still tangled together like some kind of cruel joke the universe is playing on them.

Finding the one place on campus where they can be alone, an empty classroom, a forgotten stairwell, a rooftop and making it theirs. Because stolen moments always feel more real than anything else.

That absolutely insane moment when they see each other outside of school for the first time, no uniforms, no backpacks, just them, and suddenly, they’re seeing each other differently.

Staying after school to “work on a project”, but the only thing getting worked on is their ability to pretend they’re not completely, recklessly, falling for each other.

Supporting each other during nerve-wracking presentations by holding eye contact across the room, because if one of them crashes and burns, at least they’ll have company in hell.

That heart-stopping moment during graduation when they realize this might be the last time they ever get to see each other like this, in this life, in this stage, before everything changes.

Finally saying screw it and kissing in the middle of campus, because the real test wasn’t their exams, it was this.

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