#Cherry Blossom Dorks
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summary: in which you sacrifice your strawberries and eyelash wishes for the boy knocking at your door.
idol!jungkook x reader, strangers to friends (?) to lovers / fluff and a pinch of angst / word count: 5.5k
content/warnings: allusions to death and grief / jungkook is a cutie patootie and a blushing hopeless romantic mess / he wants to kiss oc so bad (me too bro) / oc is a sunshine <3 / they do chores and watch movies together :((( / in one scene he was worried oc would think of him as a perv lmao / they’re dorks and i love them / seokjin cameo hehehe
> in which masterlist!
note: to make up for the pain i may have caused and will cause <3 LOL. i hope you enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing :D as always reblogs and feedback are appreciated! come chat w me. ily 🌼
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“it’s so cold,” you mutter through chattering teeth.
the grocery bags sit on the hardwood table with a thud— the careless bringer too hasty. you shove your icy hands in the deep pockets of your jacket, breathing in and out with a sense of relief.
you are not granted the mundane euphoria for much longer, however. the doorbell rings and you are padding across the floor against your will. the cold air hits your face before it enters your apartment.
however, the happy smile that greets you blankets your heart with a type of warmth that is difficult to describe.
if you had to guess who was behind the door, you wouldn’t say the boy you’ve been fiercely pining over for the past month, but it is certainly who you’d be hoping for regardless.
“good morning!”
“oh! wait there for a moment!”
jungkook stands motionless by your open front door as you disappear into your apartment. confusion accompanied by curiosity, he tries poking his head inside, but then decides that he shouldn’t.
upon your return, his face lights up again.
“here you go!”
he accepts the jar of honey faster than he could think.
“w-why are you-?”
you tilt your head, lips forming a small pout. “isn’t that what you’re here for?”
“uh, actually-” he awkwardly pauses, hand that carries the heavy paper bag behind him suddenly feeling weak. “i came here to give you something.”
your eyes animatedly expand in surprise of the size of it, not at all expecting to receive a gift from him today. you do know that he’s fresh from japan, as you converse on the phone almost everyday… why would he come here almost immediately? and didn’t he say they weren’t given the chance to roam the city because of their work schedule?
“i just grabbed things i thought you might like. i hope i got most of them right?” he explains with a nervous chuckle as you take a look inside.
a diverse array of snacks; a beautiful journal painted with cherry blossoms; a hello kitty plushie; stickers, muji pens…
“oh my god, jungkook… these are too much. you didn’t have to.”
oh, curse the hopeless fluttering of your heart.
“wow, gifting your merch- that’s real idol behavior for you.” you tease him, referring to the hooded jacket that has their group logo on its plastic packaging. “thank you!”
“no but it seriously warms you up! i have one too!”
“jungkook, why are you so cute?!”
“ah, shut up! i’m getting embarrassed!” he whines, blushing. “just look at them later after i leave, how about that?”
“let go! it’s mine!” you glare at him, hugging the paper bag to your chest to deny his advances on snatching it away. “are you not leaving? don’t you have work?”
“i told you— it’s my rest day.”
“you did?”
“while we were texting last night.”
“oh,” you blink. “i don’t remember reading that.”
“you? what are you doing today?”
you bite back the smile threatening to give away the thoughts running in your mind a thousand miles per hour. why does he want to know?
“nothing special. just chores the entire day.”
jungkook puts his hand inside the pocket of his coat, an attempt to appear casual as he offers you his valiant effort. “do you want some help? i’m good at doing chores.”
you stare at him, perplexed, as if he just said the most ridiculous sentence you’ve ever heard in your entire life.
“it’s your rest day and you want to do chores?”
“sure,” he grins playfully, not at all seeing how that could be wrong. “why not?”
“you know…” you pause— observing his expression, considering shutting your mouth, but that plan rarely ever works out. “you can just say that you want to spend time with me, right?”
your bluntness sends his heart racing. you’re a danger to his health.
he sinks his perfect teeth on his bottom lip, bringing his dimples into view. to be honest, you didn’t always have a thing about dimples. you didn’t consider them all that special. but why do they make him look cute and sexy at the same time?
his cheeks become tinted with a pale scarlet. you’re wearing that friendly beam again; he doesn’t know how to act. he never knows whether you are joking or not.
“well, now i know.”
—
jungkook sets down the jar of honey on the table as he settles in the living room, fascinated doe eyes darting around every inch of your place. it’s not his first time here, but somehow, it looks different each time. the two frames hanging above the sofa captures his attention all over again, colorful drawings against the plain white wall. gifted to you by your siblings, you said.
a tall castle with a happy family. a little boy slaying a dragon to protect a princess from its savage fire.
he is blissfully unaware of the knowledge that the drawings are the lone survivors of a school bus and a tragedy. you want it to stay that way. you want people to feel the opposite of the sadness you feel when you look at them. that is how you seek your peace.
“are you wearing toe socks?”
“huh?” he makes a sound of confusion, only processing your question upon seeing your gaze trained to his feet. “ah- toe socks- yes.”
“i’m only noticing them now. they look funny.” you scrunch your nose, chuckling.
“don’t laugh! they’re so comfortable!”
“really?” your eyes widen with genuine interest. “i should try them then.”
“yeah, you should!”
he whips his head around as he jokingly voices out an observation.
“but ____, your house kind of looks different today… it’s almost like it’s cleaner than the last time i was here.”
you bury your face in your hands with a high-pitched wine, hiding from him in humiliation. you did not plan on inviting someone over that night, and he had to watch you run around organizing and picking up things— the scattered books all over the table and the floor; the jackets that have created a big heap on the small couch; the jewelry box that ended up on the dining table for some reason.
he laughs in endearment, unable to take his eyes from you. even the way your hair bounces as you furiously shake your head is pretty. wait, does that sound weird?
“that’s right, it should look different! the first thing i did when winter break started was clean up my mess.”
“what’s the first chore on the list then?” he catches the grocery bags in the kitchen from his peripheral. “were you putting away your groceries?”
“you really want to do chores? you don’t want to watch a movie or something?”
“aigoo, it’s fine!” he waves off your reluctance. “stop worrying! i already said i’d help you.”
“but it’s embarrassing…”
it’s either jungkook is denying your advances or he is simply dense. but the fact that he showed up at your door unannounced on his day-off despite complaining about his exhaustion from their hectic work schedule, you want to lean towards the latter and believe that he is… as good at chores like he claims to be.
“you must like fruits a lot.” jungkook comments as he is squatted infront of your fridge, sheltering the freshly bought perishables one by one.
kimchi, lettuce, strawberries, tangerines, shine muscat, apples…
this is an entirely different world through your lens.
it feels strange to watch another person restock your fridge for you.
“they’re easy to eat and i’m lazy to cook.”
he chuckles as he looks back at you, who is sat on the dining table, airy and carefree as you snack on a bag of assorted chocolates from the paper bag he brought. almost all of the white chocolates are gone, he notes.
“not because they’re nutritious?”
“that’s the bonus!”
“what is this?”
“cranberry juice.”
“and this?”
“oyster sauce.”
you energetically hop off the table, an idea lighting up the bulb in your mind.
“i have another recipe for you. french toast with strawberries, then drizzle some of the honey. should i make it for you?”
“ah!” he gasps as if he is in pain, but the truth is his mouth is watering. he hasn’t eaten breakfast, and he wanted to eat more for dinner last night but sleep proved to be much more enticing than food. “that sounds so good! i’m starving!”
“stand up!” you begin pulling at the back of his sweater, forcing him to remove himself from the floor. “i’ll make it! just go relax in the living room, okay?”
“but you just said you’re lazy to cook.” he tilts back his head, meeting your gaze. “i’ll help you.”
“i’m not lazy when it becomes to being a host.”
you bend down with a sweet smile, merely inches away from him, and jungkook swears the earth has stopped spinning on its axis. your face is natural and bare, except for the sheen of lip balm across your lips— and dear heavens, having you this close, you are so breathtakingly beautiful.
“they’re playing christmas movies on channel 36.” you announce, giving him the bag of chocolates. “and the remote is… somewhere on the sofa… or maybe the floor.”
and as he gets practically kicked out of the kitchen, your hands roughly pushing his back, he daydreams of kissing you and tasting sugar on your lips.
—
the sweet, addicting smell of the french toast— strong hints of butter and cinnamon— invades every corner of your apartment. consequently, it also compels jungkook to break your rules and insert himself in the kitchen again.
“you never give up, do you?”
“i don’t,” he agrees, nodding eagerly. he has successfully stolen the task of washing the strawberries, and then slicing them after. he endures the freezing water rendering his hands numb. “it’s a known fact.”
“are you saying i should study harder?” you cross your arms, expression painted with faux vexation.
“yes! exactly!” he humors you, grinning of amusement. “what’s my favorite color?”
you sigh, looking at him from head to toe.
“anyone can guess that from a mile away, jungkook.”
“fuck, okay. that’s fair!”
the sound of his laughter reminds of you reasons to stay through the cycle of the seasons. you don’t understand why, but for some reason, it has finally begun to feel like christmas. the only comfort that comes along with the cruel winter that nips at your skin; the blanket over your heart that provides a type of warmth one can travel to seek but will never be able to find alone.
“what’s my height then?”
“aren’t you six feet?”
the silence that follows is an answer enough for you. the noise of the television emerges now that none of you is talking. he pretends to be too busy to speak, transferring the strawberries over to the chopping board.
“yes, you’re ri-”
“liar!” you point an accusatory finger at him.
and he winces, guilty as charged.
“you hesitated!”
“tsk, i should’ve said yes faster! i wanted to experience what it’s like to be tall!” he regretfully purses his lips, eyebrows knitted as if he just lost the lottery. “but haven’t you read it online? even my shoe size and weight are there.”
“what? why do people even need to know that…?” you exclaim, flabbergasted. “i mean- of course i’ve searched up your name, but it feels like cheating on a test. does that sound silly…? it’s just more fun learning about you from you.”
you briefly walk away to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, and jungkook is left at the counter with fondness blossoming in his chest, bleeding into the chopped strawberries staining his hands red.
he calls out your name.
“mhmm?” you hum in question, muffled by the water in your mouth.
“want to hear a fact about me?”
you wipe your lips with the back of your hand, eyes expanding with fueled interest. “what?”
“i’m actually very good in the kitchen.” he boasts his skills with the kitchen knife, quick and precise, the blade against the wood creating the satisfying click you usually only hear from cooking shows. “are you seeing this? huh…? what do you think?”
“so i’ve noticed. i want something new!”
at that, his shoulder sags in disappointment. to his demise, there goes another failed attempt at making you acknowledge that he is boyfriend material.
“what do you want to know? ask me questions.”
“what’s your ideal type?”
being in your presence for the past hour has gotten jungkook re-adjusted to your personality— straight-forward, bold, smart— so vivacious that it’s dizzying. you make him nervous and comfortable at the same time, and he doesn’t quite know how to explain it either. but you’re a breath of fresh air, the change that he has been anticipating to disrupt his routine.
“why do you want to know that?”
you shrug coyly, smiling like the troublesome vixen that you are. you rather enjoy the tension that has hung in the air. if you’ve learned something from the past: men are easy to get, not easy to keep. because they relish in the chase, getting strung along like this. so, shouldn’t you have your fun too? but even if jungkook’s intentions were pure, you can only imagine that seeing someone whose life revolves around their career is… the perfect recipe for disaster.
“i think who you like also says a lot about who you are as a person.”
“i like someone who is kind and funny…” he hums in thought, unconsciously slotting a piece of strawberry in between his lips. “and passionate about the things they love… mhmm, someone who can be honest with me.”
his words form a constellation named after you, unbeknownst to you, and he wants to say more but anticipating what comes next after you connect the dots makes his stomach twist. he doesn’t feel like an adult yet. he’s still just a young boy with a gorgeous crush and high ambitions that coalesce in his dreams.
“i like someone who has a really pretty smile, too.”
and he should probably stop staring, erase the dumb lovesick smile on his face. for fuck’s sake, it would be easier for him if you would just do the same. behind the sparkles of your eyes, there is something he’s been dying to decipher.
“okay, why are you looking at me like that?”
because you are so pretty, especially when you smile.
“nothing,” he replies innocently. “you? what’s your ideal type? who do you like?”
“i don’t know… no one has captured my heart yet. they’re not trying hard enough!”
every romance you’ve had so far has been a letdown.
“but i’m still looking. i’m young, and hot, and the universe is vast.”
“mhm, i see… that’s true, but maybe… you don’t want to be looking too far.” jungkook suggests.
you smirk. “so you agree that i’m hot?”
“you know. you don’t need me to say it.” he chuckles, shaking his head.
“but i want to hear you say it.”
“you’re very beautiful, ____.”
“but that’s not-”
“the food is ready! let’s eat it before it gets cold!”
he runs to the living room without waiting for you, and you seize the opportunity to squeal without a sound, punching the counter without actually punching— releasing the giddiness threatening to spill from the seams of your heart.
you don’t know if this is heading somewhere, nor do you expect it to, but where you are right now is a good place to be.
—
the movie playing on the screen has become more of a white noise to you, a family comedy far less fascinating compared to jungkook drizzling honey over strawberries and bread from a spoon. you wonder if he is aware how often he creates sound effects while he is doing something.
beside you, his body quakes with cackles during the scenes that an editor would definitely insert the classic sound of an audience’s collective laughter and holler. you stumble upon the understanding that his happiness lies in a myriad of things, and you would envy him for it if not for the fact that he is currently sharing that happiness with you. you laugh when he laughs, and being becomes a little less heavier at that moment.
another commercial break rudely interrupts and jungkook turns towards you. the two of you sit cross-legged, knees knocking against each other as you occupy nearly the entire sofa.
“hi!”
“hi.”
“what are your plans for the holidays?”
“my best friend’s family invited me to stay with them for christmas until the new year. it’s kind of been a tradition since…”
the end of your sentence hangs suspended in the air. you still can’t say it out loud.
jungkook knows they’re gone and you’re alone: only the plain and brutal truths.
the reminder that this is the third christmas you will not spend with your family; the thought that this would be the third christmas they would spend without you if the afterlife was real— they bring tears to your eyes at once, but you forcibly blink them away, shoving enthusiasm down your throat.
“how about you?” you take a bite from your toast, attempting to divert your thoughts to… anything else. “are you coming home?”
you hide so well behind a smile. it doesn’t occur to jungkook that his question rubbed salt on an open wound.
“i miss my mom but i can’t go home yet.” he pouts. “i have work on christmas day as usual. we’ve been preparing hard for it.”
“oh, that’s right! gayo daejeon?!”
he nods in confirmation.
the music festival has been an annual event for his group since they debuted, and he never feels the need to complain because not everyone is given this kind of opportunity. what’s extraordinary for most has become his ordinary, and what was once his ordinary like everybody else’s has simply become a thing of the past. nevertheless, he does not have regrets. he is living a good life, one that he believes is his fate. as long as he has a voice and it is being heard, then his existence has meaning.
“your family will surely watch you, so they’re still celebrating it with you in a way. making them proud is the best christmas gift you can give!”
and right now, in his life, you are the cherry on top. you were so cheerful and supportive about the final shows of their tour as well, raving about how amazing it is to perform three nights in a row at gocheok skydome.
“i’ll watch you too!”
he can’t help it— you’re driving him to be better at what he does. childishly, he wants show off and be the one to capture your heart.
“ah!” he groans. “that means i should work harder at practice tomorrow! i can’t mess up infront of you and my family!”
“why not me? you want to make me proud too?” you interrogate him jokingly.
“of course, it’s my job. it’s what i do best. i’ll make you see!”
“use me as motivation then. you can’t mess up, okay? you have to do well, jungkook! you better not make a mistake! my eyes will be focused on you only!”
his face is reminiscent of a deer caught in the headlights— the headlights being your wide, threatening eyes.
he releases a shaky sigh in dramatic fashion. “i don’t feel motivated, though? i’m getting pressured?”
you wheeze; the plate over your lap tilts along with its contents.
“this is tough love!”
jungkook nearly staggers to his feet. “…love?”
you roll your eyes, small corners of your lips still cheekily lifted. “was the french toast good?”
jungkook is interrupted before he can form a response.
“but if it tastes like shit, just lie to me!”
“what are you talking about?!”
oh my god, you’re too fucking good at making him laugh.
“you’re eating it too! you know it’s delicious!”
“maybe you got a bad batch!”
—
“i’m going to the laundry shop across the street. i’ll just be a minute.” you announce, hauling a laundry basket to the living room.
your strained grunts prompt jungkook to look up from his phone, and eventually to stand up with urgency and relieve you of your heavy, heavy burden.
“shit, how heavy is this?”
you’re not given a chance to protest as the basket is immediately stolen from your grasp; your lips part open but no words come out.
“i’ll come with you!”
“well, hopefully not more than twelve kilos.”
it’s definitely heavier than usual; mainly comprised of the thick and layered clothes you’ve been wearing to shield yourself from the unforgiving cold.
“let’s go.”
jungkook wraps his hand around your wrist, gently tugging. the butterflies in your stomach wakes up earlier than spring’s arrival.
“this thing is bigger than you.”
an extremely obvious exaggeration.
“i’ll be the one to carry it.“
—
jungkook wears a cap and a face mask underneath his hoodie, eyes barely even visible in his all-black getup for the public to see; and somehow you also find yourself with a scarf around your neck, pulled up over the bridge of your nose.
when the year 2017 rolled in, you predicted that more crazy, life-altering stuff would happen. it has been an on-going theme, a relentless domino effect that has brought you to your knees time and time again. but you never would’ve fucking imagined that this is how you would be wrapping it up. how the hell did you cross paths with a famous idol, and why is he carrying your laundry basket right now?
“wait here for a bit.” you bring both hands to the basket’s handles, coaxing him to let go. “i’ll just bring it inside.”
“are you only dropping it off? that’s expensive!”
“what?” you stare at him in bewilderment, not expecting him to utter such statement at all. “you’re talking like you’re not rich!”
“i’m not! and still,” jungkook becomes flustered underneath his disguise. “it’s good to be practical. anyway, we have a lot of time.”
“you sound more like a mom than my mom did.”
“shhh!” he shushes you, putting a finger over his face mask. “let’s just do your laundry ourselves.”
“why would you do laundry right now? you’re supposed to be resting in the first place!”
a tug of war ensues infront of the laundry shop. strangers doesn’t know better. you look like a married couple bickering over who should take responsibility of the chore.
“____, just let me, mhm? i’m a pro at doing laundry too! we’ll be done before you know it!”
“how are you good at everything? honestly, it sounds like a scam!”
“how dare you doubt me?” he gasps in offense. “i do my own laundry!”
“seriously?” you quirk an eyebrow.
“i’m serious!”
“i don’t think i believe you, though…”
“if you search online, you-” your voice echoes in his mind, and subsequently, jungkook cuts himself off.
‘it feels like cheating on a test. it’s more fun learning about you from you.’
“oh, nevermind. let’s go inside already. i’m freezing!”
“jungkook!” you whine, stomping your feet on the ground as you refuse to let go of the basket despite jungkook beginning to head inside.
“why?” he copies the childishness of your tone, and although you can’t see his face, the crinkles at the corners of his eyes tell you enough.
“we can’t…”
the adorable sight of you appearing to be so shy is foreign to him. he can’t help but to chuckle. “why not?”
your lips form a pout.
“my panties…”
you bring a finger to point at the basket.
“they’re in there too… i was only going to drop them off today because you came with me…”
“ah…” jungkook awkwardly freezes, unblinking. “wait, you’re right?”
why didn’t he think of that? he’s a fucking idiot. of fucking course. what if you take things the wrong way and you’re creeped out by him now?!
“fuck, sorry. i’m sorry. i wasn’t- um, i swear i wasn’t trying to…”
his tongue becomes tied, struggling to search for the words that won’t make him sound like a damn pervert.
yeah, way to go, jungkook. you’re not the fucking boyfriend yet and you’re ruining your chances.
“did i make you uncomfortable? i’m sorry. it probably looked li-”
“hey, breathe, calm down. it’s alright, jungkook.”
you giggle in amusement, placing a hand over his chest— his heart. it’s meant to ease him, but the knowledge that you’re feeling his racing heartbeat only causes it to further intensify. he swallows the lump in his throat, dumbfounded by the turn of events. he wants the ground to swallow him whole, but he also wants to stay in this moment a little while longer.
“it’s alright. i’ll go bring this inside then i’ll treat you to lunch at the restaurant over there! don’t run away from me, okay?”
—
“the yukgaejang looks good.” you utter absentmindedly, admiring the spicy beef soup with plentiful vegetables from afar. “i’m jealous of you.”
the other tables are already having a feast while you and jungkook are waiting for your take-out to be prepared.
“then you should’ve ordered it too.” jungkook scolds you lightheartedly. “should i go?”
“no! i’m not good with spicy food. spice makes me cry.”
he smiles softly. once again, you complete the picture from his eyes. “what is there to frown so sadly about?”
“i feel like i’m missing out.” you complain, the pout on your face almost permanent. “spicy food is like one of the trademarks of korea, you know? but i can’t handle it!”
“so cute…” jungkook has decided to give in to his impulses, it seems— the evidence is him pinching your cheek for the very first time, and with the discovery of its delightsome softness, it will definitely not be the last.
“oh, oh, oh! an eyelash!”
his doe eyes glisten with pure wonder and excitement, and the air in your lungs becomes suspended when his hand moves to tenderly cup the side of your face. as he is absorbed in capturing the tiny eyelash that has fallen and glued itself on your cheek, your mind reels with the size of his hand, the sensation of his innocent touch against your neck.
“aaand-” jungkook takes your hand, passing on the eyelash to your index finger. “there you go. make a wish!”
your eyes flicker down, and none of you speaks for a moment or two.
a wish…?
what does one wish for when they have given up on wishing for miracles?
“did you do it?”
you peek at jungkook, nodding. at last, you blow the eyelash away, outside the window, where it becomes one with the snowflakes that came from the same sky where wishes are supposedly granted.
“what did you wish for?”
“i’ll tell you when it comes true.”
—
jungkook eats so well— you feel full just by watching him eat. so when he asked you, eyebrows knitted and legs bouncing, if he could have more rice, you were left with no choice but to plug in the rice cooker for the second time today. you cooked only enough for two meals today: brunch and dinner for one. you’re more than happy to have given him the dinner portion. you like that your apartment is providing warmth for another soul, despite the old times that it housed ones that ended up haunting you.
“are there any more chores to do? while we wait for the rice?”
you gaze switches from him to the living room.
the boy who was knocking at your door is now vacuuming your floors.
you sit on the couch with your legs hugged to your chest, chin propped on your knees. an unexplainable feeling swims in your chest, but your heart calls to welcome it. not to be delusional, but technically, isn’t this a marriage proposal?
it falls on dear ears— the infuriating sound of the cheap vacuum cleaner your landlord lended you and never came back for. underneath it is jungkook’s mellifluous voice, humming and singing, and it’s all you can hear.
the only use you knew of honey is the magic it does with tea for a sore throat. when you learned about his demanding occupation, he is all you can think of in relation to the elixir. since then, you’ve been taking the god awful amount of honey your pesky neighbor provides without any complaints.
this is nice… this is good. you are glad that you opened the door.
—
after a hearty and satisfying meal, you and jungkook retired to your previous spots infront of the television screen. more of the snacks he bought for you ended up being shared. near your stacks of books are colorful food wrappers and half-empty glasses of water. two mediocre yet entertaining movies later, you tell jungkook that you should pick up your laundry before the shop closes in an hour. however, after he has excused himself to the bathroom, he is greeted by the sight of you peacefully asleep on the sofa.
once more, a new side of you is laid bare, and his affection grows. he doesn’t know when he can admire your face this close again without melting from your stare.
heedful of disturbing your much deserved rest, he carefully places a pillow beneath your head, and he pulls down the blanket you’re wrapped in to cover your cold feet.
with one last stolen glimpse, he grabs your key and receipt from the bowl and leaves.
—
“is it time for you to leave?” you delicately rub at your eyes that are still half-closed; voice quiet, barely there.
you were awoken by the front door opening and closing, but nothing has quite registered to your fuzzy brain yet, except for the coat that you neatly kept and is already re-worn by its owner.
and he knows you’re most probably just sleepy, but the way you’re gazing at him as if you’re sad to see him go makes his heart clench.
“no, i picked up your laundry.” he enlightens you, consciously speaking with refined tenderness, as to preserve the serenity that has enveloped the atmosphere. “i can stay until eight. is that okay?”
you release a weary sigh, nodding. “of course… and you’re such a nice friend, thank you.”
he plops down on the sofa, filling the jungkook-shaped space beside you.
tired… you’re so tired… despite the given privilege to finally sleep to your heart’s content, you’re still so tired. your forehead lands softly on his shoulder, and unbeknownst to you due to your stupor, jungkook’s breath hitches— the polar opposite of the steady rise and fall of your chest. you make him swoon. he deliberately ignores the fact that you just called him a friend.
you peer down at the floor, past the curtain of your disheveled hair, slowly blinking. those ridiculous toe socks… you giggle in secret.
“jungkook?”
“yes?”
“are you cold?”
“freezing.”
you lift your head and he knows— you have to be playing games with his heart, bringing the temptation to kiss you so painfully close. “do you want some tea?”
—
the performance has commenced but the passionate screams of the audience still rings in jungkook’s ears as he runs backstage, chased by the staff attempting to wipe the sweat he is practically bathing in. he squeezes one eye shut as beads of sweat threaten to enter it. his chest heaves with exhaustion and his heart pumps with overwhelming adrenaline. most of the time, this job doesn’t feel real. he feels high. this is the textbook definition of a dream.
“where’s my phone? please? does anyone have it?” he yells in the midst of the chaos and clamor as he completely strips off his in-ears.
a hand reaches towards him with the device, and his expression of gratitude gets lost somewhere among the repetitive reminders of the remaining time before they should have returned to their designated seats.
he allows the hair and make-up stylists to do their jobs, him as their doll in need of a retouch. on the other hand, he impatiently waits for his phone to power on.
the tapping of jungkook’s foot ceases, and from his glowing reflection on the vanity mirror, the clueless people surrounding him witnesses love strike.
guess my eyelash wish worked like a charm. your performances went really well
and you looked so cool on stage ☺️
merry christmas jungkook ❤️
“jungkook-ah, what are you smiling at?!”
seokjin cackles. jungkook didn’t even notice him roll his chair so close. he then decides to play dumb to tease their youngest one.
“wow, who is this ____ you’re texting?”
“hyung!” jungkook panics, hissing underneath his breath. “lower your voice!”
“ouch!” seokjin yells, rubbing his arm that was hit as a punishment.
he allows a moment of silence.
his expression goes blank and he avenges himself.
“ah!” jungkook gasps as the slap on his thigh resonates, forced to be ripped away from overthinking a text message. “hyung! you better start running!”
Draft: i know it’s late.. but can i see you later?|
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List of all AUs that got into the preliminary round!!
Snapdragon - bluesgras
But First They Must Catch You - mudlarkspur (+ao3)
Sorry I’m Late - GeminiForest
Lone Turtle and Hunter - midnightcreator12 (+ao3)
Happily Ever After - Phykoha
Kendratello Childhood AU - zeawesomeness
The Mutation Situation - Indieyuuugre
Quilt AU - Cokowee
I’m sorry teenage mutant what now? - tangledinink
Good Genes - lordshroom
Twin-Sync (More than you Think) - little-banjo-frog
Mama’s Boys - honey_rye
Warrior’s Heart - peanutrat20
Rabbit’s Broach - pigeonsgrame2
UPRISING: A Rise Dystopia AU - alexthenerdbird
Down with the Stockholm - devotedtosadpoetry
Broken Trifecta - genderfluid-envy
TMNT Chicago Style - its-captain-sir
Tiz Sep AU - Tizline
Please Don’t Leave I Need You - TownFowl (ao3)
Sewer Punks - kettle-bird
Grown Apart - Chiscribbs
Leaves from the Vine - Cheetochild989
TMNT Shen and the League of Lesbians - genderfluid-envy
The Unicorn paradox - Mushangaa
Snapper Lou AU - Kittynomore
Sep Leo AU - dianagj-art
The Rise Hunger Games AU - daboyau
Honor Bound - terrazooid
Universes - XxLea_nardoxX
Minecraft Isekai - Songdrop/Caleb at calebscornerofart
Raised by the Capybara AU - Rubies-tmnt-aus
Dee-Evolution AU - cnwolf-brainrot
Welcome to Mutinis - mutiniau
Portal Baby - QuarterGremlins
Wouldn’t It Be Easier - 14Muffinz (+ao3)
Twinpathy - twinpathy
Live Life - centerofleesmind
August’s AU - star-sparkler
No Fun in Fungus - boots-with-the-fur-club
At my Worst - teainthesnow (+ao3)
Ktech - dontfindmeimscared
Camp Hamato - P0t3n1al
Even more of a Disaster - 3lectricinsomnia and teaableu (main blog evenmoreofadisaster)
No Crime only Brooches - Olliethescribe (+ao3)
DNAngel - blye-flower
Finding home - sad-leon
Causa scienta - urlocalllama (ao3)
TMNT 04 - koolaidashley
Is this right? - cruitly-ink
Turtles all the way down - pommigranite
Firefight au - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)
Death wish - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)
Ghost AU - Melliedoodles
Mama’s Wishes - Bucketofbugz
Forgive Me - reagi-df
Eclipse - G0LD_Tea (Twitter)
Magic AU - vaudeville-moggie
Mitosis - Varian_dislikes_cheese (ao3)
Vengeance is yours - that-one-dork (+ao3)
The likeness of mirrored souls - enthblaze and omgselinabeckendorf
The employees - theemployees
Hello, Clairvoyant? - cogentsummonor (ao3)
Sidelined au - Dandylovesturtles
100 feet and a world away - Dandylovesturtles
Villain leo - Villianleoau
Bloom from oblivion - Aliteraladhdmess
Soulmates (evil) - error-core-animations (Oofiescreams - ao3)
The somber sunrise - Mocha_Mochaccino (ao3)
Snapdonnie - onejellyfishplease
Ōnryo leo - aquariumgirls (ao3)
Lost in the pink mist - lost-in-the-pink-mist
The Lonely Buzz in Blue - overthinkingbluesparks (+ao3)
The Blood Orange Multiverse - Jade-Clementine (Mylenapony11 + Cherry-blossom-consumer)
Teenage turtle ninja mutants - idiot-mushroom
Revelations Timeline AU - idk_im_just_here_now (ao3)
Two Souls - virgilsspidey (+ao3)
(Please let me know if there’s a duplicate or a creator spelled wrong!)
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TMNT AU Comp Preliminary Links
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@tmntaucompetition
Snapdragon - bluesgras
But First They Must Catch You - mudlarkspur (+ao3)
Sorry I’m Late - GeminiForest
Lone Turtle and Hunter - midnightcreator12 (+ao3)
Happily Ever After - Phykoha
Kendratello Childhood AU - zeawesomeness
The Mutation Situation - Indieyuugre
Quilt AU - Cokoweee
I’m sorry teenage mutant what now? - tangledinink
Good Genes - lordshroom
Twin-Sync (More than you Think) - little-banjo-frog
Mama’s Boys - honey_rye
Warrior’s Heart - peanutrat20
Rabbit’s Broach - pigeonsgrame2
UPRISING: A Rise Dystopia AU - alexthenerdbird
Down with the Stockholm - devotedtosadpoetry
Broken Trifecta - genderfluid-envy
TMNT Chicago Style - its-captain-sir
Tiz Sep AU - Tizeline
Please Don’t Leave I Need You - fowlaroundtown (ao3)
Sewer Punks - kettle-bird
Grown Apart - Chiscribbs
Leaves from the Vine - Cheetochild989
TMNT Shen and the League of Lesbians - genderfluid-envy
The Unicorn paradox - Mushangaa
Snapper Lou AU - Kittynomore
Sep Leo AU - dianagj-art
The Rise Hunger Games AU - daboyau
Honor Bound - terrazooid
Universes - XxLea-nardoxX
Minecraft Isekai - Songdrop/Caleb at calebscornerofart
Raised by the Capybara AU - Rubies-tmnt-aus
Dee-Evolution AU - cnwolf-brainrot
Welcome to Mutinis - mutiniau (ao3)
Portal Baby - QuarterGremlin
Wouldn’t It Be Easier - 14Muffinz (+ao3)
Twinpathy - twinpathy
Live Life - centerofleesmind
August’s AU - star-sparkler
No Fun in Fungus - boots-with-the-fur-club
At my Worst - teainthesnow (+ao3)
Ktech - dontfindmeimscared
Camp Hamato - P0t3n1al
Even more of a Disaster - 3lectricinsomnia and teaableu (main blog evenmoreofadisaster)
No Crime only Brooches - Olliethescribe (+ao3)
DNAngel - blye-flower
Finding home - sad-leon
Causa scienta - urlocalllama (ao3)
TMNT 04 - koolaidashley
Is this right? - cruitly-ink
Turtles all the way down - pommigranite
Firefight au - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)
Death wish - remedyturtles (remrose - ao3)
Ghost AU - Melliedoodles
Mama’s Wishes - Bucketofbugz (+askblog)
Forgive Me - reagi-df
Eclipse - G0LD_Tea (Twitter)
Magic AU - vaudeville-moggie
Mitosis - Varian_dislikes_cheese (ao3)
Vengeance is yours - that-one-dork (+ao3)
The likeness of mirrored souls - enthblaze and omgselinabeckendorf
The employees - theemployees
Hello, Clairvoyant? - cogentsummonor (ao3)
Sidelined au - Dandylovesturtles
100 feet and a world away - Dandylovesturtles
Villain leo - Villianleoau
Bloom from oblivion - Aliteraladhdmess
Soulmates (evil) - error-core-animations (Oofiescreams - ao3)
The somber sunrise - xmochaccinox (ao3)
Snapdonnie - onejellyfishplease
Ōnryo leo - aquariumgirls (ao3)
Lost in the pink mist - lost-in-the-pink-mist
The Lonely Buzz in Blue - overthinkingbluesparks (+ao3)
The Blood Orange Multiverse - Jade-Clementine (Mylenapony11 + Cherry-blossom-consumer)
Teenage turtle ninja mutants - idiot-mushroom
Revelations Timeline AU - idk_im_just_here_now (ao3)
Two Souls - virgilsspidey (+ao3)
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The Adventures of Captain and Mr. America
Part 531
It's Spring! Time for cherry blossoms, daffodils, and superhero dorks in love. In related news, you can read all the parts of The Adventures of Captain and Mr. America on AO3.
#The Adventures of Captain and Mr. America#Steve Rogers#Bucky Barnes#Captain America: Civil War#The Avengers#Chris Evans#Captain America#MCU#Stucky#Marvel
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ZIMPAI SHIZPOST STORY PART 5: REALISATION 🤯⁉️
(WE’RE GETTING REAAAL CLOSE TO THE LAST PART GUYS-)
(THE LAST PART WILL BE RLLY SHORT CUZ THIS ONE IS PRETTY LONG KSSKDK)
Our lovely majestic tsundere green lizard boi ELEEEGANTLY pranced over to Dib-chans house with the cherry blossom petals blowing as intensely as ever.
“DEEEB-STINKKK BAH-KAAAHH!! I HAVE RETURNED AND- BLEHHH WHY DO THESE PINK FLOWER THINGIES KEEP HITTING MY FACE!?!”
Dib-chan immediately crashed through his own window from his room and landed on top of Zimpai, “accidentally” pinning him to the ground like that romantic move a lot of people use in movies.
The big headed boy giggled cutely with the usual sparkles in his eyes, “Ooooh woopsiess!! I totaaally didn’t know this cliche romantic trope would happen!!”
The alien rolled his and blushed deeply from the close proxZIMity and the way his crush’s voice sounded like the most adorable thing in the whole world— even cuter than their old class pet hamster, Peepi! (hehehehe peepeepoopoo)
Wait- NO! This is a disease! A CURSE!! The Dib-thing wanted me to fall prey into his hands this whole time!! Zim immediately shook his head and pushed Dib away. Dib-chan looked to the ground and wondered worriedly if he had gone too far in invading the invader’s personal space.
(HELP I JUST DOODLED THIS ON MAH PHONE SO BADLY 5 MIN AGO-)
Zim-kun tried not to feel bad about Dib looking a bit saddened and growled, “GRRR YOU’LL NEVER CURSE ME WITH THAT STYOOPID FEELING!”
Dib sighed and tried to hold back his once again returning sparkling anime tears. Of course it was one sided. Of course he got rejected by even the most annoying alien in the world. Who would even want some creepy weirdo like Dib?
Meanwhile, Gaz was eating popcorn while the whole cheesy but slightly angsty in a way Fanfiction scene played out. “Why are they acting even stupider than usual?” The whatever-colour-her-hair-is girl asked out loud.
The question was then answered by a familiar British voice. “Innit!”
Gaz blinked.
“Uh- what?”
“WAIT WHERE DID THAT BRITISH STEREOTYPE OF A WORD COME FROM- I MEAN-” The dark purple / indigo / dark blue (HELP IM BAD AT COLORS) alien girl continued, “Ahem, I meant that this whole anime stupidity Fanfiction scene was all part of my revenge plan! MuahahahAAHAHAAHHA!!”
Gaz face palmed. Was the hideous not-so-new girl, Tak, the one who she once viewed as the biggest threat to earth, THIS pathetic??
“Dude- you’re STILL plotting your revenge on these idiots? And you’re doing it by zapping them with some in-real-life-anime gun thingy??” Gaz asked, trying not to sound slightly intrigued by this. Tak saw the undeniable interest in Gaz’s eyes and smugly nodded. The shorter of the two gave up and shrugged. At least she had some show to watch! (even though it was too cheesy and stupid for her liking sometimes)
Back to the main drama going on, Zim noticed Dib trying to hold his tears and gulped. Why the heck did he even feel bad about his ENEMY?? He’s supposed to HATE that big headed dork! The dorkiest dork ever! The cutest- WAIT-
The alien tried to look away. However, it couldn’t be helped. The so-called ‘curse’ was too strong, like the big-headed boy was a magnet pulling Zim’s eyes to look at his adorable face.
Could it beeeee… that the feeling Zimpai was feeling…
WASN’T a curse?!11!1?! hOW ShoCKiNG-
NO!! (Z)IMPOSSIBLEEE!! Invaders needed NO ONEEEE!
…But no one is perfect, and Dib can be his no one-
“LIEEESSS!” The alien desperately screeched out loud on the top of his lungs (or whatever aliens had). Dib raised an eyebrow in confusion, distracting him from the overwhelming sadness he was trying to hide. “I…uhhh- didn’t say anything…?”
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WELP ZIM IS SLOWLY (SO FRIGGIN SLOWLY) REALISING HIS FEELINGS FOR DOBBLE DIBBY BOO BOO BEAR MIGHT BE REAAL!1!1!1 HOW UNEXPECTEDDD!1!1!
(HELP ME IM RUNNING OUTTA IDEAS SO IM MAKING THIS A VERY VERY SLOW PROGRESS FOR THEM FIRKFK)
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#invader zim#dib membrane#zim#zadr#my art#moosenarts#anonymoosen#zimpai story#invader tak#gaz membrane#ZIMPAI#DIB-CHAN#ZIM-KUN
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POV you’re in Zephrah and look up to see these two dingle-dorks flirting up in a tree
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[ID start: A digital drawing of Dorian Storm and Orym from Critical Role. Orym, on the right, sits on a branch of a large cherry blossom tree, looking up at Dorian, who, on the left, floats just above Orym. Dorian is slightly bent over, curling into Orym. They’re both smiling at each other. Soft dusk light casts the two and the cherry blossoms in a pink-orange hue. Catha sits behind Dorian’s shoulder while Ruidus is below Orym’s feet. END ID]
#dorym#dorian storm#orym#bells hells#critical role#zephrah#cherry blossoms#listen i would never wish the pain of drawing cherry blossoms upon another person but dam do the symbolism slap#that with the moons? impeccable#dorian when will u return#u got the money now come back#please orym is LONELY#also pst this design is now up on my redbubble :0
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Could you do maybe some Kaga x Reader? Like maybe y/n's confession and what led up to it and like a little after? It doesn't have to be too long i simply crave kaga confession 👁️👁️ - the strange and mysterious Mr. Bug
I love Kaga I want to smooch his little face
Gn reader
As cheesy as it sounds, you couldn't stop yourself from slipping a note into Kaga's locker that asked him to meet you at the cherry blossom tree behind the school. Not an original idea, and one that has surely been done for decades by now, but you thought it romantic. It was a popular place for confessions for a reason, right?
As you awaited the arrival of said boy, you felt the panic and anxiety creep up on you as if you were its prey.
What if he rejected you? What if he didn't want to be friends anymore? Would he even show up at all?
"(Y/N)? What is it that you needed to urgently discuss? Time is a scientist's treasure, you know," a much too familiar voice said behind you.
You turn and smile at Kaga, who looked as good as ever.
"Hi Kaga," you said shyly, finding it near impossible to meet his eyes. The blue orbs seemed to study your every movement, unable to look at anything else.
You took a deep breath and decided to just go for it. You weren't in the mood to hear him bitch about the fact that you're 'wasting his precious time' or something.
"Listen, Kaga. We've been friends for a while and... I- I couldn't be happier with the time we've spent together," you start, mentally cringing at how badly you started this.
As you finally make eye contact, you swear you see a wave of panic flash across his face.
"I too enjoy your company, (Y/N). With the way you're phrasing this, I can't help but think you're about to tell me you're dying or you're moving away to some foreign land," he says, eyeing you up and down with a judgmental, raised brow.
You can't help but laugh softly.
"No, it's nothing like that!" you exclaim.
You sigh, your face burning from embarrassment and the fact that your crush is so close to you.
"I guess there's no point in me beating around the bush... I've grown to like you a lot Kaga," you mutter, avoiding his gaze again.
"Well, aren't friends supposed to like each other? (Y/N), this is no news to me," he says, as if you're stating the most obvious thing known to mankind.
You give up. You can't do it like this.
"For being the smartest person in school, you really don't know how to take a hint," you say, louder than you initially wanted. "I love you! You're the best thing that has happened to me since starting Akademi and I want to be with you!"
There's an awkward silence between the two of you. You really screwed it up.
You're already opening your mouth to apologise profusely until your lips are met with another pair.
It's so quick you don't have time to react, but it does leave you silenced.
"(Y/N), I... As much as I hate to admit this, I feel this for you as well. My scientific creations are my entire purpose," he says, "but you, my dear, might be worthy of becoming my first priority."
You grin and throw your arms around him, almost knocking the two of you to the ground.
"You're such a dork sometimes," you mumble into his shoulder.
"Hmph! That would simply mean I'm your dork," he chuckles, gently cupping your face to kiss you once again.
This time it's longer, and you're able to kiss back with no problem. His lips are much softer than you would've imagined, and they fit with yours like a matching puzzle piece.
All the previous panic you felt simply melts away with just a small touch.
You both break the kiss slowly and hold each other in a tight embrace. "Shall we go back?" He asks quietly. "Just a minute," you say quietly, enjoying his warmth. You could get used to this.
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Things about Suzuki Sonoko that I deem as facts
(aka more of my headcanons: a thrilling sequel to the Sonoko and Shinichi friendship)
as much as she denies it, she is lactose intolerant
she didn't realise she was lactose intolerant until she complained that she wasn't sure why people liked drinking milk because it hurts your stomach? Shinichi and Ran lunged across the table to wrestle the milkshake from her hands
Ran dared her to memorise the first 10 digits of pi. Shinichi called her a coward and told her to do 15. she spent two (2) days memorising the first 24. one of her useless talents but she is proud of it
always overdressed, or dressed too nicely for the occasion (her family is always in the spotlight and she needs to look her best. that has been instilled into her from a very young age)
went to ballet classes for three weeks when she was 5. she quit because she didn't want to practice (she was there for the pretty dresses and was very disappointed to find out she couldnt wear them straight away)
randomly has chunks of Shakespeare committed to memory and will recite it to Shinichi whenever he annoys her too much ("If he can do it with Holmes, I'm going to do it with Shakespeare")
when she's pissed, Ran and Shinichi just know to keep quiet and let her do the talking. everyone else thinks she's being dramatic and a diva queen, but they're used to it and they don't bat an eye
is being scared of the dark childish? she outgrew that fear until someone tried to bludgeon her to death in the dark, so now her and the dark dont mix
can speak multiple languages. is essentially fluent in English (because "you need to be able to talk to clients"), moderately fluent in Korean, and knows a few conversational starters in French.
currently studying sign language
has gotten annoyed at herself when she feels jealous because she can see that her two best friends are in love with each other, but she's alone. but then she snaps out of it because those dorks are hers and they would never leave her behind
she has a fear that people will leave and abandon her. either they realise that her personality (that she built to protect herself from everyone) is too much or that they cant easily access her money than they originally thought
(there are nights she thinks that she is unlovable. so many people tried to get close to her in an attempt to get money from her, and she feels like that's all she is) (Ran and Shinichi are so quick to drive those fears away)
when Shinichi didn't contact her after he disappeared? yeah her brain tried to convince her that he was trying to distance from her (because why else would he only contact Ran and not her weren't they supposed to be best friends-) (she broke down and he apologised immediately and told her it wasn't like that at all)
she 100% believes there is something weird with Conan. the brat is either cursed or some cryptid causing havoc. she is begging Ran to see it
all of her friends believe that she has adopted Conan and the other kids (it's true that she is fighting Ran over their custody, but she will never admit such a thing)
she doesn't realise it but she calls Conan 'the little one'
she calls her two best friends by terms of endearment. she calls Ran 'Honey' and calls Shinichi 'Darling'. a lot of the time 'darling' sounds like an insult, but it is affectionate
she got her cat, Gobu-chan (Goblin for long) from a shelter, and he was the grumpiest and scruffiest looking cat. she fell in love immediately and knew that her mother would hate him, which was more of an incentive to get him
it took her a few weeks to fully forgive Kazuha for acting so cold towards Ran (because no one is allowed to make Ran upset)
is the photographer of her friend group. she finds all the best lighting and aesthetic places
she drags Makoto out to cute spots that she finds on their dates
she also suffers from hayfever but she WILL get the cherry blossom pics regardless of her personal safety
(Makoto was stressed the entire date)
consistently sends Shinichi candid photos of Ran as motivation for him to get his ass back home (he tells her that bribing him won't actually make the case solve on its own. she argues that given enough time her work will pay off and he will come back) (he saves each photo religiously)
Suzuki Sonoko is a great girl. She is more than just the sassy heiress that throws money around (she is that but she does it well) and deserves all the love and support
Shenanigans in Beika is where you can find more of her being her fun self :)
#detective conan#dcmk#dcmk headcanon#suzuki sonoko#kudou shinichi#mouri ran#shenanigans in beika#sonoko and shinichi are friends#sonoko deserves more love
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hi!!! i love your work :)
what about question #24???
Hello love!! Thank you so much for your question; I'm about to info dump all over your ass I am NOT sorry <3
How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part, or do you just want to get on with it?
When I was beginning as a writer on Tumblr, I never planned anything I wrote. It was genuinely just such a 'sit down and write whatever comes to mind' type of thing I did. It might be obvious to some when you compare my current work and my earlier ones, especially with Cherry Blossoms, Caught Red Handed, compared to 101 Ways To Live lmao
I think I put in a lot of effort planning the two fic, Black Canvas and 101WTL, this time around, though, because I really want to see these projects do well. It's also something that I learned from hitechlatte and Dork, both of whom are just stupendous writers that I can learn so much from!
Currently, for how planning stories looks like for me, I use a table in a Google Doc, which looks something like this:
Blank Canvas:
Sometimes the outline isn't really followed to a T, which you can evidently see in Chapter 1, where the last few points are a little wonky and some straight-up don't appear :) But it's such an amazing safety net for me to fall back on since I tend to veer off course, and random tidbits of drabbles hit me out of nowhere.
For example, this is a thing that hit me one night. It's yet to be determined whether it'll be in the fic, but I just thought I'd show you lol:
“Didn’t anyone ask you?” Damn it. You risk a quick glance up, eyeing his raised brow and the skeptical smile. It’s not like you could outrightly admit that you wanted him to be your date. Besides, what you’re feeling is probably just one-sided anyway. It’s not like you expect him to be happy with you asking, but he could at least react a little nicer, couldn’t he?
God, you want to smack his pretty face so bad.
"No, so I need a date for the prom. You don’t gotta do it if you don’t want to, jeez." You mutter, looking back down and feeling your cheeks warm as you absentmindedly shade your doodle of his face in your sketchbook.
Hehe.
As for whether or not I enjoy this part, I generally do! It's so much fun to think up little moments or even entire arching plot points that gradually develop throughout the fic! However, there are definitely moments when I get stuck, but I try not to let it affect me as much. To be perfectly honest, there are just blank chapters in the Google Doc table, where It's just. Nothing. But I know that as I write and gradually develop/flesh out the story even more, it'll hit me eventually. Sometimes, all you need is time, and it'll just come to you^^
With that I hope this has answered your question love! Stay safe, and stay hydrated <33333
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GETTING TO KNOW YOUR MOOTS BETTER !
Fill out the info sheet below & tag your friends to do the same ! Repost , don’t reblog !
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Name / Pen-name : Luna
Pronouns : She / Her ( but they / them is fine ! )
Country / Region : Canada !
Timezone : EST
Age / Age group : Late 20s !
Favourite colours : Violet , ruby red , lavender , indigo , silver , gray , blue , black , gold , mint green , turquoise , baby pink
Favourite foods : Spaghetti , pizza or waffles / pancakes & hashbrowns !
Non - RP Hobbies ? : Reading , playing Pokémon Go , watching web cartoons , listening to music , mobile phone games , arts & crafts or scrapbooking
Favourite animal : Cats & bunnies , but I also like dogs & hamsters !
Any allergies ? : Dust / fresh cut grass / pollen , not sure which but I always get allergy symptoms in spring & autumn
Favourite Season : Autumn !
Scents you like : Vanilla , chocolate , peach , cherry blossom , amber , herbal tea
Coffee / tea / hot cocoa : All three ! Tea is my favourite by far but I also like the other two , so long as the coffee isn’t too strong !
How long have you been in your current fandom ? : Since Sept . 2021 ! I was out of the RPC for a while but I’ve been into the show / manga series since then !
Do you prefer to ‘ wing ’ your threads or discuss plots with your partner during or ahead of time ? : A mix of both ! If we’re familiar with each other’s character interpretation , winging it can be fun ! I like to plot early on though so I can be sure things make sense timeline wise / I’m not godmodding or anything !
Are you okay with getting to know your RP partners outside of writing / becoming good online friends or even offline friends ? : Absolutely ! I can be a bit shy so the idea of like video or audio chatting with anyone makes me feel embarrassed & nervous af but I’m not opposed to the latter if someone else wants to ! I am just a major dork , who doesn’t know how to socialize like a normal person at all lol !
Finally , what are your favourite genres of RP ? : Definitely romance , angst , fluff & hurt / comfort
Tagged by : N / A
Tagging : @giftandguile @barxlupin @longerhuman @prodigls @vulpesly @theircurse @strayslost
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pls write a 2012 tmnt x artist reader who likes drawing them little things and self portraits. maybe even paintings or anything else!! thank you so much ur so cool
Aww, you're cooler!! Ask and you shall receive!! I apologize if you've requested something but I haven't replied yet, I've been having a lot of problems with my mental health, but I hope to get back on track, and maybe even write some stuff from the TMNT Bayverse movies (I'm obsessed with them right now)
2012 TMNT X ARTISTIC READER
💙🐢Leo🐢💙
Definitely taken a back
But very impressed
He couldn't even draw a stick figure, but he finds it so cool you can draw
Has definitely asked you to draw the captain from space heros before
Sometimes when he gets in his funny heroic poses, you like to do quick sketches of him
Definitely saw you one time, and stayed still just so you could draw him
Definitely a dork
When you drew him one time, you swear you could see stars in his eyes
He thought he looked so cool as a drawing
Definitely felt a confidence boost after that.
You've definitely used him to draw fighting poses
If you ever paint, he word remind you to put newspaper or something down so you don't get the dojo messy
He knows you'll be careful, but you never know what might happen.
You painted a beautiful Sakura tree in traditional Japanese style (which was really hard when you just have acrylic paints and not the special paint specifically made for that kind of painting.) With a light blue sky behind it.
When he walked in to check on you, he thought it was so amazing.
He had never seen an actual cherry blossom in real life, so, this shocked him (before S2)
He loved how you drew the petals, how the pink flushed against the shades of magenta and red.
He loved the simple branches
He felt as though he was in Japan just by looking at it.
He loved it so much, he showed it to Master Splinter, who was also impressed
Leo loved it so much, that he asked to keep it
He hung the painting on his wall, to stare at whenever he felt down
You both definitely have days where he'll chill on the couch watching Space Heros, and you'll be next to him, drawing whatever came to mind, wether it be a still life, figure posing, cartoons, facial expressions, or just practice drawing in general
He enjoys the quiet times together with you
❤️🐢Raph🐢❤️
Doesn't admit he likes it
Constantly says how art is dumb, but secretly, he loves your art work
You tried to convince him, saying how art can help get rid of negative emotions, and he called it stupid
But secretly, whenever he got super mad one day, he draw scribbles and circles, and harsh marks on the blank page, and even though the art wasn't all that great, he did feel a bit better after wards
You definitely caught him doing it when he went in his room mad, but came out a bit calmer and graphite smudges on the side of his hand and fingers
If you ever draw a portrait of him, he will say how you didn't capture his coolness right, but in all honesty, he thinks he looks so much cooler as a drawing, and stares at the drawing for an ego boost
Sometimes when he practices, you draw poses he does and his fighting stances, he rolls his eyes when you do this, but secretly, he enjoys it
Definitely asked you to draw Spike one day, so that he can keep a small photo with him when he goes on missions
But he'd never tell you that, he would just say that Spike would like it, and then say how it went missing from Spike's tank one day, but, he actually has it tucked away in his shell
When he walked in on you painting, he expected you to be drawing something dumb, but he actually was kinda shocked at what you painted.
A red sunrise over the black buildings of New York.
Sure, it wasn't anything major, the buildings were made with black sharpie and a ruler, and the red was just in the background going from red to a gradient yellow on the horizon, but he loved the simplicity of it
It wasn't anything to big or to small
It wasn't anything to complicated or to simple
And it was a picture he could understand the beauty of it.
Definitely complimented the painting, which left everyone's jaw on the floor since Raph would rather be caught dead than to compliment something
But, he just felt like he needed you to know he actually, genuinely, thought it was good.
💜🐢Donnie🐢💜
Very impressed.
Brags to the others that his S/O is so artistic
Melts at any drawing you may give him
Keeps all your little drawings on a cork board in his lab
He finds it cool when you draw people since he can only draw machines or blueprints
If you ever draw him doing a pose as a reference, he will stop until you're done, and then beg you to see the finished product
He thinks everything you make is beautiful
If you ever make a portrait of him, he will be so confused
He doesn't believe he looks as good as you made him look, and says stuff like "I don't look nearly as cool as that!" Or "Woah, I look alot cooler as a drawing!"
Poor baby
You definitely have to show him how cool he looks another time
Will lay his head on your shoulder while you're drawing
Very clingy
If you ever get frustrated with a drawing, he'll help you take a small break, so that you can relax, and have a better outlook on the drawing so that you can fix it later
He doesn't like to see you stressed
One time, when he's going over blue prints and ideas, he sees you painting something on a canvas on the floor
When he's done, he looks over to see what it is, and he literally gasps outloud.
It's a monochromatic purple painting of a calm library (monochromatic means it's one color, but with lighter or darker shades of that one color for those who don't know)
The painting shows dark purple bookshelves stacked way up high, and a lone lighter desk, with a lamp shining on an open book.
He thought the painting was gorgeous, considering he's never been to an actual library, that painting makes him want to go to one
Is gushing over it all day
Showing it off to his brothers
And even his father
Keeps the painting in his lab, right next to the cork board, so that anytime he may be stressed or frustrated, he can look at your art work, and feel at peace again
🧡🐢Mikey🐢🧡
Definitely a bit of a graffiti artist himself
Understands alot of art terminology oddly enough
You both give each other tips and compliments on each other's drawings
He draws more cartoons and stuff
If you ever draw something realistic, he'll say how he thought it was the real thing on a piece of paper
If you don't have a flat surface to draw on, say no more, because he'll flop on top of your legs, so you can lay the paper on his shell while you draw, so it's a win win, he technically gets to cuddle up in your lap, and you get a flat surface to draw on
If you ever draw him when he's in a wacky pose, he'll notice and do more wakier poses, to throw you off, until he does something that's super flexible like, and you give up trying, which he giggles at
Has definitely tried to get you into graffiti
But it's a lot harder than you thought it would be, your fingers got tired often, and so would your arms from holding them up above your head, the the paint seemed to be either to pigmented, or not pigmented enough, and sometimes, the paint would drip, or dry weird, so, you'd definitely leave graffiti to Mikey
One day, while he's goofing of, you decided to draw a still life of ice cream kitty
It was definitely more difficult than you thought, you had to constantly put him back in the freezer, and sometimes he'd get hungry and need an ice cream snack, and sometimes you couldn't get the colors right, but after some long long hours, you were finally able to paint the still life
Mikey had eventually came over to see why you kept staying in the kitchen and hanging with ice cream kitty. But when he saw it, he said "woooooahhhh" out loud
It was just a painting of ice cream kitty, shading and highlights and everything, you had even put a orange background behind him, so the canvas wouldn't look to blank.
He is freaking out, he's bouncing around the walls, saying how cool it was, asking a million questions per second, showing ice cream kitty even tho he's already seen it, and it just super hyper about it.
Is hugging you and spinning you around because of how much he loves it.
Definitely hangs it up in his room, so he can keep it forever.
Art buddies
#headcannons#fanfiction#memes#fanfic#self insert#tmnt#tmnt headcanons#tmnt leo#tmnt raph#tmnt donnie#tmnt mikey#2012 tmnt#tmnt 2012#2012 donnie#2012 leo#2012 raph#2012 mikey
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So I'm close to wrapping up Turnabout Samurai as I write this — probably would've hit Goodbyes by now had I not ignored my poor device's warnings that it was dying — and the way that Oldbag gets so moved by Phoenix's chat with Cody that it triggers a change of heart...man, I wish there'd been a way to somehow show something like that happening in the game, it was nice seeing her as something other than comedic relief, if only briefly.
(Oohhhh, while I'm here, Turnabout Sisters tho! Grossberg initially agreeing to take on Maya's case, only to go back on his promise due to White's hold over him — but still giving Phoenix some info? I prefer this over the game canon's way of handling that bit, I won't lie. Phoenix and Maya simultaneously introducing their heads to the window while asking each other if he would defend her / if she would accept him as her lawyer? Instant ultimate dork status. Mia somehow managing to chuck the paper containing incriminating info directly at White's face, and his subsequent breakdown? *chef's kiss*)
All in all, I'm finding myself vibing more and more with this anime as I go, and I'm admittedly not even someone who takes too kindly to change — especially where my favorite things are concerned. It has me looking forward to seeing how Goodbyes and beyond are handled. :3
RIGHT!!!!!! oh my God that scene with Maya and Phoenix banging their head on the glass like idiots, and EVERYTHING leading up to it!!!!!! The way she says she doesn't want him to defend her, and so he SPENDS ALL DAY BIKING ACROSS TOWN ASKING LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE LAWYER IN THE CITY BECAUSE HE CARES MORE ABOUT HER DEFENSE THAN HIS EGO!!!!! the fact that even though In The games, that case takes place in September, they set it in April so they could cover everything in cherry blossoms, which symbolize both death and life/rebirth in Japan, like!!!!
(this anime loves it's flower language, by the way. Tons of it packed into every episode)
I am so excited for you to get to goodbyes! Japanese censorship means they had to do a bit of tweaking but I really love the anime's take on things. It just does so much for the characters 😭😭😭
I am so happy you like it!!!!!!!!! There's an episode I really want you to see coming up right after goodbyes. I'm so excited
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#AO3 Link#FanFiction#AO3 Shinkami#♥#Shinkami#Kiribaku#Todosero#💎#💥#⚡#⚣#R:G#A:BlueCottoncandy#Bakusquad
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Good For Me
by TsuunyTsun
Kaoru and Kojiro get a hotel room.
Or: A flashback to Kojiro and Kaoru's first time
Words: 1111, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 31 of What A Life This Is
Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom
Relationships: Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom
Additional Tags: Hotel Rooms, Implied Sexual Content, First Time, Nervous Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Teenage Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Teenage Dorks, Cutesy, Fluff and Angst, Light Angst, Angst and Feels, they're in love and its beautiful, Soft Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Established Nanjo Kojiro | Joe/Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Soft Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/45544648
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📝Usagi [Any verse :’D]
| Send me 📝 and i'll give you a random amount of headcanons/facts about my muse! [more usagi headcannons]
Okay mostly I'm taking this as a chance to info dump to you about Usagi uwu. Soo on this one I'm gonna list my headcanons/facts and if there's a difference between the versions I write here I will point that out. And then some specific things for my rise usagi cause he sort like an oc for the universe for me?
Likes/dislikes
Usagi loves flowers actually they are pretty his favorite flower being the cherry blossom. He has an odd love for just how short they last.
Not religious but dose believe in the idea of fate.
Usagi favorite drink is tea but only hot, if hes going alcohol its normally sake or soju
Usagi really really really hates the heat, rabbits can't handle it well. Gets a bit moody when its too hot.
Rabbit tend to chew and snack on things often so Usagi tends to keep things on hand for himself at all times so if you're hungry least you know he always has food on him.
Nicknames he dosen't mind Usa or sagi
more affectionate ones can make him flustered
Persnailty traits:
He is a bit of a clean freak. Part of his time studying with his teacher he ran a lot of chores around their home for them (to teach the rabbit patience) has a bit of a habit of picking up around him because he taught was so strict about messes being left behind.
Usagi is a well-displiened warrior sure so he's so the "I'm the responsible one" type yeah don't buy that this guy comes off being only serious and collected nah he's a full-blow dork and he gave his poor teacher Katsuichi plenty of headaches.
Usagi is pretty introverted. He's quite even when around others he's the one who maybe only says like two things the whole time. unless he's alone with like Josielynn or Leo he's a bit more chatty with them.
Usagi is someone who does spend a good amount of time by himself. Nothing wrong withthat he's someone who doesn't mind his own company and sometimes needs the alone time. However he's also very quick to accept the company of another.
Is pretty soft spoken, and can be a bit awkward around others.
Not subtle in the slightest
Is pretty affectionate despite both those things. usually in the form of banter and physical touch.
Extremly Literal
Certain phases he takes to mean seriously cause ...he's dumb omg is this rabbit dumb sometimes XD
No Usagi understand tech well 2003/2012 have an excuse Rise is just an idiot u_u
Losses Okay sooo i warned you before you'd be mad at me for this XD
lost his first love (2003/2012) Usagi first love was a girl named Mirako he was in sort of love triangle along with another boy his rival Kenichi. They both left to become samurai's and would both eventually return home after their own time spent working on that goal. Kenichi didn't end fulfilling this path and ended up staying back in their home. Usagi knew that because Kenichi would be there Mirako and him would end up together.
Rise Usagi dated Mariko she was his first love and more, however, things were not all that great between them despite Usagi feeling they could work it out no matter what. Usagi always assumed she was his fated partner. Mirako eventually left Usagi for Kenichi
It hurt of course and his first love has always stuck with him in that the hurt never truly left. Often usagi find himself feeling there will always be someone better than him and this can carry into future relationships
Parents: Usagi left to train at a very younger age, his father started his training he admires them greatly. But his teacher Katsuichi can have more credit for raising him (usagi dose see them as a father figure but never admits to it). Usagi's father did however die which hurts because he wasn't there when it happened and he lost out on time with his dad (his mother would also sometime after)
Josielynn being the expectation, shes to him is very much his sister. And it's why he is ridiculously protective he doesn't want to lose any more family. And she's the last he has.
The rest I'll sum up cauuuse they don't apply to Rise verse but do for 2003 and 2012. Lost his master, killed right at his side. Leaving him to feel he still had more to learn, Being why he is ronin or a traveling student as he calls himself. Lost his best friend because he killed them. The man he considers to be his best friend betrayed his master and is why they died. Loyal to his master he killed his best friend Loyal to his best friend he made sure they were properly buried. LOST HIS PET! For a short time he has a pet tokage (lil dino like creatures in his world) named spot. His only company after being alone for so long but he found someone else needed them more then he did so he let them go.
Some Rise verse stuff
When it comes to voice claims for usagi I've seen so many good choices from others that i would love to happen (Steven Yun especially in truth) However to me I decided on Johnny Young Bosch especially in this character role the characters personality sort fits how I write usagi [2][3][4] a few more examples on the VA just cause I really like the voice XD
Rise Usagi's personality I take from mostly how Usagi acted as a teen in the comics. Rash, cocky, impatience and having a temper. I also took 2003 more friendly approach to others with these sense of humor. I also take some of 2012 grumpy moody self cause grumpy bunny is cute. When it comes writing this one at least
Since the turtle have species specified I like to think of Usagi as a flop rabbit (american Fuzzy Lop yes cause fuzzy is in the name XD)
And This was gonna be the end but then me and a friend had some dumb joke about space jam and usagi playing basket ball then we remembered the turtles play basket ball so here we are
I generally treasure Usagi's interactions with the turtles and maybe it cause I know this guy lost so much that it just warms my heart to think about sooo I see the turtles as the kind of friend who pull people into their interests so I can see them getting Usagi to play with them.
took him a good while to learn but he took a fast liking to the game ofc hes a great jumper.
uneven teams when they play but it's just for fun
Leo and Usagi: the usual pairing and everyone hates when they are a team. Leo rubs off on Usagi a bit u-u
Donnie and Usagi: usually the team up that happens to piss Leo off if he's ticked them both off
Raph and Usagi: the most sportsmanship pairing these two often just congrats each other for good shots uwu
Mikey and Usagi: Mikey asked Usagi first or called dibs and Usagi can't say no to the baby uwu
Everyone vs Leo: kind of like him and Donnie pairing but only cause Usagi gets very competive with Leo and finds this fun.
#muse| miyamoto usagi#aflockoffeathers#madamkezzie#meme answers#stay qeued#muse headcanons#muse bio: miyamoto usagi
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5 times that Langa didn't confess (and once he did)
5 times that Langa didn't confess (and once he did)
by I_just_want_them_to_exist
⎧ "Langa! I did it!" sounds like a child, proudly showing off an achievement to his mother. His pulse just increases, as he always does when he's with the other teen.
He wants to hold his hand, like the night they reconciled. He wants to hug him, Kiss him.
He wants to confess.
He swallows his feelings and only widens his smile. ⎭
➤ English is not my first lenguage.
Words: 2534, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: SK8 the Infinity (Anime)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Hasegawa Langa, Kyan Reki, Sakurayashiki Kaoru | Cherry Blossom, Nanjo Kojiro | Joe, Chinen Miya, Higa Hiromi | Shadow
Relationships: Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki
Additional Tags: Kyan Reki is a Ray of Sunshine, Insecure Kyan Reki, Bisexual Kyan Reki, Cute Kyan Reki, Hurt Kyan Reki, Kyan Reki Loves Hasegawa Langa, Oblivious Kyan Reki, Pining Kyan Reki, Kyan Reki In Love, Kyan Reki Deserves Nice Things, Hasegawa Langa In Love, Pining Hasegawa Langa, Protective Hasegawa Langa, Gay Hasegawa Langa, Oblivious Hasegawa Langa, Cute Hasegawa Langa, Hasegawa Langa Loves Kyan Reki, Soft Hasegawa Langa, Hasegawa Langa is Bad at Feelings, Soft Hasegawa Langa/Kyan Reki, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Comfort/Angst, Teen Angst, Angst and Romance, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Comfort, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Teenage Drama, Teenage Dorks, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, Dorks in Love, Friendship/Love, Boys In Love, Love Triangles, Declarations Of Love, Good Friend Chinen Miya, Not Beta Read, Happy Ending, Eventual Happy Ending, How Do I Tag, I'm Bad At Tagging
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/47865676
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