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moranasgrave · 9 months

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Eren X Morana Kraven (OC) sneak peek !

okay so this is a sneak peek of my wattpad story that’s coming soon! it’s the one i have the most progress in right now and it’s gonna be a longgg one 😝. i will be using an OC of mine bc it’s fun to create characters and backstories of my own and her backstory is based off of someone i know who gave consent for me to write this story. also please let me know if i should write this in 3rd or 1st person so far im doing 1st but i’m not sure.

disclaimer : morana kraven is not the same as me morana. she’s her own person that i based off of someone i know irl (with consent ofc), i had the OC named first actually but i love that name and it goes with my real name so that’s why it’s my user on everything. so no this isn’t a self insert or anything like that i already have a self insert character lmao i just wanted to clear that up.

( CHAPTER 1/2 SNIPPET )

also this prob won’t be proofread yet lolz this is just a small portion of chapter 1 that’s in the form of a drabble! it’ll be much better in the book.

okay i hope you enjoyyy chapters 1-3 should be uploaded to wattpad by august the 25th 🫶🏼 then after i’ll be releasing 5 chapters at a time.

Morana knew she wouldn’t be able to attend this party unless she pregamed first. Her nerves were shot through the roof.

Everything happened so fast with meeting connie, her new plug and close friend. To meeting his friends for lunch at the mall and shopping, and finally getting invited to the back to school party that was happening at Zeke jeagers house.

Connie insisted she come and meet the rest of the people they’ll be hanging out with and Sasha said she’d cry if she didn’t come so here she was.

She got ready with pieck her new roomate, and sasha while connie passed 2 blunts around the room, along with a bottle of Casamigos. They shopping so she had confidence with her brand new outfit and her blunt.

Standing at the front door as connie and pieck impatiently banged on the tall wooden frame, Morana felt so good with all the alcohol and weed dancing in her system.

Eren sat on the couch lighting a blunt waiting for his other friends to arrive. He was already pissed off because his ex mikasa and her little crew of wannabes have been staring him down all night. Purposely walking past him and laughing to eachother and dancing where he could see them.

They broke up 4 months ago after mikasa said some cruel things to him. He had enough of her bad attitude and stuck up ways, she treated him horribly. She only cared about them being the most popular couple at school, but he loved her.

Mikasa was cut throat, she used her popularity and her mindless minions to tear down anyone who stood in her way. Pissing off her ex was a daily task though, her way of still letting him know she was around and not going anywhere.

He dreaded this school year all over again. The next 3 years having to endure this pain alone, no one understood him for real.

He needed his lively friends tonight to get his minds off of things. He perked up in his seat when he heard the loud banging at the door. A devilish grinned crept onto his face as he shifted in his seat, putting out the blunt momentarily so the others could join him.

Jean speeds walking from the kitchen pushing random people as he yells “GOT DAMMIT IM COMING YOU MANIACS.”

Connie’s the first to walk in, wearing an all black nike tech with some jordan’s as usual. His matching diamond earrings and chain sparkling brightly in the lighting of the party. “PARTYSSSS HEREEE”, he shouts as he spots eren jogging over to him.

Sasha and pieck walk in booty bumping and being loud as fuck, clearly both drunk, the pair wearing similar versions of moranas outfit. Morana steps in last greeting jean with a smile and a light hug.

Erens eyes immediately divert towards them, spotting morana his jaw slacked a little as he gawked at her. She had on a black pleated mini skirt with one of those belly dancer tie-around-the-waist scarves draped around the skirt. The gold metal plates jingling together with every step she took. She had a cropped longsleeve black skin tight skirt on with her leopard print bra that peeked through the top, boobs kindly threatening to spill out the top. Black leg warmers running down her tanned smooth legs, and some clear heels that displayed her leopard print french tip pedicure.

‘Wow she is fucking gorgeous’ eren thinks as he continues to stare. Mikasa catches this and saunters her way closer to the scene.

Morana wore her infamous huge black juicy couture purse that had an assortment of pins and keychains also jingling with every step. Her long crimson red hair was down and curly but not in it’s natural state, more of a tight wand curl that gave it a more kempt appearance. She had it half up half down with her bangs curled falling over her forehead. Her strip lashes long and spiked with black eyeliner smudged around her eyes. She changed her face jewelry to gold diamonds to match her outfit, her nose, cheek ,belly, and lip dazzling against the light.

Eren noticed every little detail in her outfit and made a mental note of how good she looked. He irritated himself with the thought of anyone seeing her how he saw her. Yea mikasa was beautiful and popular with everyone, but morana just had an essence and pure beauty that was unmatched. Her gorgeousness was something hard to put into words for eren.

Everyone finally makes their way over to the couch and starts settling in while the blunt makes it’s way around. Mikasa and her crew on one side of the couch, on their phones while mikasa talks to sasha. Eren hated that she still hung out with them, but that’s just how their group was no matter what they all still hung out and had eachothers backs.

Even though she broke his heart in the worst way possible she was still always welcomed. ‘what a joke’ he thought to himself.

Eren didn’t look her way once, instead focusing his attention on morana. She was sandwiched in between connie and pieck on the end of the couch. Diagonal from erens view in the middle of the couch next to armin and the guys.

Mikasa noticed eren staring and immediately followed his gaze to morana, pinching connie’s nipple and everyone laughing as he yelped and rubbed it. She scoffed under her breath, ‘of course he’s interested by her she looks like a hooker’ she thought to herself as she pretended to be interested in what sasha was saying.

“Morana i wanna kiss you bitch you look so hot”, pieck says laying across moranas lap eyes already glazed over. “Stoppp your gonna make me blushhh”, morana playfully hides her face from her.

“Can you guys stop flirting and pay attention to MEEE”, connie says passing the blunt to sasha. “Oh shit hold on before anything”, he stands up looking around at everyone. They all stopped their conversations and looked at connie.

“Everyone this is our new friend Morana Kraven, she’s going to our college this year and she lives in our apartments she’s piecks roommate”, he announces smiling proudly obviously excited about his new friend.

“Hey guys it’s nice to meet you all i hope we can be friends”, morana flashes a toothy smile to everyone.

Everyone gawks at her, Reinas the first to speak “Nice to meet you as well gorgeous.” He’s clearly already drunk but morana pays him no mind saying thank you sweetly.

Everyone goes around introducing themselves welcoming her to their hetic friend group.

“How do you guys know eachother”, eren finally speaks after everyone is done.

“I scared the shit out of her smoking on the porch last night and after she was done peeing her pants we started talking and we just clicked she’s cool as fuck, i think she’ll fit right in”, connie said squeezing moranas cheeks with his hands. “Connie stopp my makeup dude”, she laughs as she slaps his hands away.

Eren laughs and says “yea she looks like a perfect fit.” He secretly curses himself for being infatuated with her. He wasted 4 months of his life getting drained by mikasa, was he really ready to start looking at someone else the same way?

He sits back and watches her as everyone else begins interacting with her, making a mental note to get her number to do more research on her later.

Bertholt and reina start laughing hysterically, even annie cracks a small smile. “No yea she’ll totally be a good fit to our group we needed more girls, plus she’s super hot i mean come on”, sasha says shoving her hand into a random bag a chips that were on the table.

Everyone greets her with open arms, except mikasa. She stares intensely as she watches the boys get red in the face as their talking to her. Armin stuttering over his words like he’s forgotten english. The girls, annie and sasha even her dumb friend historia are gushing over her outfit and hair.

She gets up from her seat, her minions following suit as she strides over to morana standing directly in front of her. Hoping to scare her off from the group before she gets to comfortable.

Pieck sits up and scoffs taking out her phone and touching up her makeup with the camera.

“Mikasa Ackerman, you may of heard of me my fashion blog is pretty popular”, she said with her hands on her hips in a blasé tone. Morana looked away from pieck giving her a confused smile, “Um…sorry but i haven’t, i’ll definitely check it out though i love your outfit.”

Historia and Frieda wince behind mikasa, they knew they’d have to hear about this for hours tonight. Everyone in town knew mikasa, she was powerful there.

Mikasa felt her skin heating up, how dare she act like she doesn’t know her. She showed no signs of this though, she refused to look embarrassed infront of anyone. “Thanks, yours is to for like the club”, mikasa said back as she plucked an imaginary piece of lint off her hot pink mini tube dress.

Before she could respond mikasa made her way back to her area of the couch. “I’m historia and this is my sister frieda, you are so pretty by the way”, the short blonde girl in the blue version of mikasa dress says as she pulls her sister by the arm back to their spots.

“The fuck was that?”, morana asks pieck as she grabs the blunt from connie. “That was the most popular group of girls in the school they call themselves the 30, just stay out of their way they like run the school it’s ridiculous.” Morana nods her head confused about the name but shrugs it off. ‘i’ll ask her more later’ she thinks to herself as she hits the blunt.

She wasn’t dumb, she knew she had a huge secret she had to keep under wraps but she won’t let anyone punk her. ‘This is college not highschool, i don’t know how popular they could be’ she thinks to herself as she passes the blunt back to eren.

His hands linger on her for a second causing her to look into his eyes. “Wow you have really pretty eyes, eren right?” she says holding her gaze.

Eren finally breaks away sitting back in his seat. “Thank you i can’t tell if their blue or green they always mix or some shit, and yea i’m eren”, he say as he hits the blunt to hide his flushing face.

Morana laughs grabbing her chest, “Thats so cool i wish mine we’re a cool color.” Her eyes were black, she looked alien like because of how dark her eyes were and how whites the outer part was. When she looked at someone it was like she was peering into their soul. Eren was absolutely intrigued about this, it was as if her eyes were asking him to spill all his secrets, he almost wanted to give in.

“I think their pretty cool though, you are the first person i’ve seen with all black eyes”, Eren can feel mikasas eyes boring into the side of his head, but he refused to give her any spec of attention.

Mikasa was seething, some new random chick gets accepted into the group just like that? No one discussed this and why is everyone up her ass.

“Kay i gotta use the bathroom, come on girls”, she say quickly getting up and brisking away.

Eren continues casual conversation until morana says “OHMYGOD THIS IS MY SONGGG.” She stands up grabbing pieck and sasha’s hand. “LETS DANCE PLEASEEE”, she shouts over the music already swaying her hips to the music. S.O.S by rihanna is blasting from all the house speakers, everyone making a dash for the dance floor.

Morana looks back at eren, “Sorry that was rude as fuck, but we should talk again sometime! find me at school”, she says as she drags her friends onto the dance floor.

Morana starts really feeling herself when she gets to the dance floor. The lights flashing pink, then purple, then blue giving it a club vibe. The footsteps of people stomping drunkily around dancing on the black hardwood floors.

Morana pulls pieck into her turning around swaying her hips back and forth, using sasha as balance. Pieck immediately follows her lead grabbing her by the waist and following her movements. The sound of moranas belly dancer scarf and piecks chains that hung around her skirt were making a jingling beat to the music.

Morana spins around now face to face with pieck, she bounces around stomping her heels as she feels up her own body dancing between her friends. Eren is on the couch watching in awe, there were 100 people on the dance floor and she still stood out like a dazzling star.

He shifted his pants in his seat when started whining all the way to the floor then popped up, hands around her ankles as she was bent over. He could see her leopard print panties peeking under her skirt. “She’s hot isn’t she”, a voice says on the left side of eren making him jump.

Connie is leaning over his shoulder following his friends eyes towards the new recruit. “Yea whatever she’s cool”, eren says trying to keep his composure. “You should talk to her more after this, i think you guys will have a lot in common.” He slides over the top of the couch plopping next to eren.

“She told me to find her at school so we’ll see what’s up.” He secretly wished they would have at least one class together.

“Tomorrow morning we’re probably gonna wake n bake then help sasha shop for her apartment, you should comeeee”, connie sings raising his eyebrows at his friend. He could tell he was intrigued by her, and with the conversation he had with her last night he figured they could use eachothers company.

“Why the fuck not, jus come wake me up in the morning.” Eren found himself excited about this school year, if she was cool enough to win connie over that quickly, she had to be special. “Bettt we’ll have fun i’ll show you, this year will be amazing.”

They turned their attention back to the dance floor, a girl bumps into sasha, causing morana to almost fall over. “Watch there the fuck your going idiot”, the girl says go sasha. “Ew isn’t that the one who was stuffing her face in the kitchen?”, her friend says furrowing her brows in disgust.

Morana turned around as quick as the sentence came out of the girls mouth. “Yea what we’re not finna do here is talk to my friend like your crazy”, she says laughing. “How about YOU watch where YOUR going and watch your mouth while your at it too thanks”, she says grabbing sasha’s hand pulling her behind her.

“Who the hell even are you don’t start something you can’t finish, take your dumb friend and go back to dancing SLUT”, the girl says taking a sip of her drink.

Morana feels her blood go cold. She knows it’s probably just the alcohol but she hated when people insulted her friends. She’s heard the slut comment plenty of times but talking shit about her friend was doing too much. She closed her eyes trying to count to ten, when she got to 7 and still felt that anger she shrugged.

“I guess it can’t be helped huh”, she backs away from sasha stepping towards the girl close enough to kiss her. “Call my friend another name and see what happens”, she grits through her teeth. The girl leans her head to the side so sasha is in her field of vision, “DUMB. BITCH.”

Morana cracks a half smile before grabbing the girl by her hair and pulling her to the ground. She starts hitting her while her friend pleads on the side for her to let go.

“Ahhhh SHIT, THIS is part of the in common i was talking about, i should get her before she goes to jail”, connie stands up running towards the cat fight. Eren sits there watching as every hit she threw connected to the girls face. ‘She’s definitely done this before’ eren thinks to himself as she throws another punch. He’s kind of shocked that such a sweet looking girl could hit like that.

Mikasa and her girls were coming out the bathroom before they saw morana fighting. “EHMAGAWD SHES BEATING HER ASS”, historia exclaims throwing a fist in the air. “Shut it.”, mikasa warns her dumb friend to tone it down. “What an attention whore, fighting at a party is so middle school.” She walks off leading her girls to the backyard. She couldn’t handle watching everyone ogle that girl anymore. ‘I give her two weeks and i’ll have her out of here’ she thinks to herself as she pushes past people.

Connie runs up and grabs morana by the waist lifting her as high as he can. “ALRIGHT WERE OUT THIS BITCH LETS GO”, he yells as he starts hauling her towards the door. Pieck and sasha follow close behind watching their friend still cussing the girl out over connie’s shoulder.

They’ve barley just met and she already got in a fight over them. Sasha giggled “Thank you Momo you are the best bitch.”

Morana finally stops arguing looking down at sasha. Her face softens, “That was nothing i would’ve killed her if i was sober”, she said laughing a little embarrassed. Sasha could tell she was half serious by her tone which warmed her heart in a weird way.

“YEA YOU TOTALLY BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HER”, pieck says grabbing sasha’s hand as they make their way out the door.

Eren watched as connie left with the girls, feeling kind of sad that HIS party had to leave.

‘Tomorrow morning’ he thought to himself as he sat back thinking about her.

#black girl blogger #aot fanfiction #eren smut #aot fanfic #eren x oc #eren yeager #eren x reader smut #sneak peek #attack on titan eren #attack on titan #new friends #this is my masterpiece #it��s gonna be so good #i love yall #smut scene next

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blacktofade · 1 year

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Ay yo sorry to message you out of nowhere but any chance you're nabbing OC's pre-Rampage stream tonight?

I am!! I was a few minutes late because of work but I'm going to watch it later to make sure nothing is corrupted and will upload probs during Rampage! I'll shoot you a link when it's ready!

#gameplaying-bunny #for the record my asks/messages are open for anyone to reach out #im always happy to share the wealth #it's recording downstairs without me while im stuck finishing up work and i can't wait to watch #answer

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stevenstamkos · 4 years

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Hey girl! How’s the job and the new apartment since you’ve settled in? Do you have roommates?

hi love! thank you so much for thinking of me and asking! it’s all good. still training for my new job, got to work with some patients today (telemedicine!) and been working on database maintenance. new apartment is fun, though i’ve since found out that i have....an awkwardly higher standard for cleanliness than my four roommates 😳 it’s okay tho, i’ll survive

i didn’t realize that i would have so little time for social media? like i’ve been on queue since the beginning of the month. i spend a lot of free time cleaning or cooking or doing misc organizing things around the apartment and i’m always like ??? where did the time go??

anyway how are you?!

#replies #i saw this yesterday but was busy rip #will actually prob go back to those database queries tonight so i can finish uploading all the xrays by this weekend #Anonymous

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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From the Dining Table

Pairing: Harry Styles x f!reader

Genre: Smut (lemon)

*18+ only; please do not consume if you are younger than 18 years old*

Warnings: sensory deprivation (blindfold), oral sex (f receiving), reader gets nervous but Harry comforts her, reader teases Harry at end

*Please note that you are responsible for your own media consumption. If any of the following warnings trigger you or make you uncomfortable, please do not read!*

Summary: You get a little nervous about receiving oral, but luckily the solution to your problem is around Harry's neck.

Word Count: 1.3k

Beta Read: N/A

*all errors and mistakes are mine*

Notes: Here is day 1 of Fuckuary!! Sorry it took so long 😭😭😭 Y'all know how slow my ass is at writing 🥲 I probs should've prefaced that I may not upload fics on it's respective day, but hey, filth is still filth even if it's late 😂 felt appropriate to have Fuckuary start with Harry Styles since his bday is on the 1st. Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed!

Fuckuary Day 1: Sensory Deprivation - Harry Styles

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Kicking the door closed behind you, Harry pushed you against the wooden frame to kiss you roughly on the lips. The whole night, you and Harry couldn’t wait to get your hands on each other. Now, you can finally ease that pent up sexual tension. He broke the kiss to lead you onto the table in the dining room. You hopped on the table, wrapping your limbs around Harry and continued smashing his mouth on yours. He lifted your skirt to reveal your dampened panties.

“I can’t wait any longer, baby,” Harry growled, dropping to his knees. “I need a taste of my dessert now.” As Harry was about to rip off your panties, you swiftly gripped his hands. It was a rare occasion for one of your partners to go down on you, but when they did, you were always shy and nervous. Even though Harry was a trusting and loving partner, you were still nervous about him going down on you.

“Everything alright, love?” You remained silent as Harry rose from between your legs to level his gaze with yours. “Did I do something wrong?” God, he was so sweet and perfect, you felt embarrassed for pushing him away, literally.

“No, oh no, you could never do wrong, baby,” you stammered. You caressed his soft face as he tilted his head in confusion. “It’s all me.” You looked down shamefully, in which Harry lifted your head to look him in the eye.

“There’s nothing wrong with you, my love. You know you can always tell me what makes you uncomfortable.” Harry’s words were so comforting, you couldn’t help but smile at him. You sighed before you finally conjured the courage to speak up.

“I don’t know. I just always get nervous whenever I’m about to be eaten out. I mean, I want to…like really bad. But I can never cum from it because I always get turned off from watching.” Harry listened and nodded, but you still turned your head away. “Sorry, it’s embarrassing-”

Harry grabbed your hand and brought it up to lightly kiss it. “Love, I want you to listen to me.” You whipped your head back towards him. “It’s okay to get nervous while having sex. We don’t even have to do anything tonight if you’re not up for it.”

“But I want to.” Your hands slid up his arms, lingering around his toned muscles. This caused him to suck in a deep breath. He didn’t proceed in questioning you because your touch was enough to prove you were serious. As your hands reached his shoulders, your eyes set upon the tie that hung from his neck. It was as if a lightbulb went off in your head the moment your hand landed on the end of the tie.

“What if you blindfold me with your tie?” You paused. “That way I won’t have to watch.” You studied Harry’s face as he pondered on your proposal.

“Is that what you want, love?” You nodded enthusiastically. He grinned before locking his lips with yours. While your lips danced in unison, you fumbled with his tie, failing to loosen it around his neck. Harry unraveled it with ease and you giggled as he waved it around in the air.

“If anything feels uncomfortable-”

“Harry, please! Just stop talking and blindfold me!” You loved Harry for being so gentle with you, but right now, all that you craved was his lips on your sopping cunt.

Harry laughed, ending with a lip bite. “Oh, right away ma’am!” He gently wrapped the tie around your eyes, tying the silk in the back into a bow. His fingers stroked the side of your face and you flinched at the sudden touch. All you could hear was Harry’s smug chuckle as his fingertips traveled down your figure. It thrilled you having your sight cut off and not knowing what to anticipate.

You felt his slender fingers hook under the band of your panties, gasping as they slowly slid down your legs and fell to the floor. You lay back on the table, spreading your legs in the process. Harry let out a satisfied hum as your wet pussy was displayed before him. His hands gripped your thighs, the aggression of his hold causing his rings to dig into your skin. Your heartbeat picked up as his breath fanned over your slit.

“Please, baby.” Your voice was laced with desperation as Harry continued to prolong your pleasure.

“Yes, ma’am.” His British accent turned into an animalistic growl before he latched onto your wetness. A loud moan bounced off the walls of the dining area as you arched your back off the table. Even with the tie over your eyes, you still squeezed them shut as you succumbed to your desire. With the way he flicked his tongue along your slit, you were in disbelief that you used to deny something so deliciously sensual.

As you whined and thrashed around on the table, Harry smiled against your clit, his smirks sending shock waves through your body. He loved watching you finally allow yourself to feel pleasure. His tongue continued to swipe over your pussy, testing what made you squirm so he could repeat it with more fervor. You were about to close your legs around his head, but he pulled your thighs further apart until you were practically in the splits.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, love?” Harry cooed, his glistening lips ghosting above your swollen bud.

“Oh god, yes, Harry! Don’t stop, please, don’t stop!”

That talented mouth of his immediately got back to work, causing your mouth to fly open even if no sounds came out. The more he ate you out, the harder Harry’s cock throbbed in his pants. As much as he wanted to touch himself to how hot you looked on the table, making you feel good was his main priority. Your pussy began to pulse around his tongue and your stomach turned into a knot.

“Holy f-fuck, I-I think I’m gonna-”

“I know, baby, I can feel you.” Harry swirled the tip of his tongue around your nub. “I want you to cum for me. Lemme taste how sweet you are.” Without another word, he sucked harshly on your button, causing you to grip his curly hair until you reached that peak of euphoria. Harry ate past your orgasm, leading to him finishing in his pants. He released your clit from his lips with a smack before stepping back to admire you in your drunken state.

You lay on top of the dining table for a few moments until your heart beat was steady and your breathing was slow. You tried to take the blindfold off your face, but it was tied a lot tighter than you anticipated. Your hands reached out for Harry but you were only met with emptiness.

“Harry,” you called out, waiting for him to return your touch. The man in question chuckled before hovering over your frame to gingerly remove his tie from around your eyes. His eyes twinkled as they were met with yours once again.

“How do you feel, love?” he asked, brushing hair out of your face and lightly stroking your face with his fingertips.

You giggled blissfully. “Never been better. I’ve never cum that hard before. So umm, thank you!” You sat up to wrap your arms around his shoulders and closed the space between you too, connecting lips once more. Feeling more confident, you snaked your hand down to grope his bulge through his pants. You hummed against him, realizing his pants were wet and sticky from his cum.

“Mmm, did you cum while eating my pussy, baby?” Harry grunted as you firmly grasped his cock, making it rise to attention.

“You were so hot. I couldn’t help myself.” His British accent was now laced with lust and his blue eyes turned into a darker shade. His change in tone caused you to raise an eyebrow. Without further thought, you grabbed the tie from the side and started to cover his eyes with the silk.

“Think it’s my turn to make you cum with my mouth.”

*Thanks for reading :) Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated. Your responses are what keep me motivated to write. However, please do not repost or translate my work anywhere.*

#*fuckuary '22 #harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles smut #harry styles fic #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles fanfiction #smut #lemon fic #reader insert #fem!reader #no y/n

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dafadolly · 6 years

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dolly moodboard ☆〜（ゝ。∂）

#I’ve literally had this sitting in my drafts for several months #I just found out my chord for my internet broke so I’m not gonna be able to upload a new edit once I get home from Santa Cruz tonight #sooooo here u go #I’ll prob post all these mediocre ass moodboards I made forever ago #they actually suck that’s why I never posted them but I no longer have standards cause I’m an internet-less bitch #mysim #dolly

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sayitaliano · 3 years

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Sanremo 2021

Hello everyone! Here you’ll find this year’s Sanremo’s stuff and news (I’ll be uploading this post through all the week). The Festival, that this year will see no public in the theater, will start on tuesday March 2nd at 8:30 pm (it’ll probably have a 5 minutes “anteprima = preview” every night), and end on saturday March 6th, when the final will be broadcasted.

/ Official website / you can find loads of videos and interviews here + the latest news.

Rai’s website dedicated section (here) | youtube playlist

A few minutes show about Sanremo has been broadcasted from saturday February 27th at 8:30 PM to monday March 1st, with interviews and random curiosities (here - PrimaFestival section right below the host Amadeus’ photo. this year it willbe hosted by Giovanna Civitillo -host, dancer, Amadeus’ wife-, Valeria Graci -host/comedian-, Giovanni Vernia -host, comedian-)

I’m not sure if or where the usual Dopofestival, with the analysis of the show at the end of each night, will be broadcasted (here you can find last year program L’Altro Festival)

CasaSanremo- A website about Sanremo and all the artists who will take part, with more infos and interviews (also Italian places and food specialties will be shown). Follow them also on their Social Media Channels, usually they make live video/interviews/shows on FB for example.

On Sorrisi&Canzoni you will find also other infos about Sanremo and every lyrics’s explanation (ofc ask me if you need a translation)

The # on this blog is #sanremo71

To watch it live:

Raiuno -> just click on the first video on the left, or here, to open the Raiuno streaming immediately (I added the whole Rai channels things in case you had troubles connecting directly and wanted to try from there) I’m not sure you have to log in to watch a live, but it’s through just an email or FB btw. You can use an Italian VPN line if the website blocked in your country.

Sanremo LIS (only live) | All this year’s songs LIS (rewatch)

I’ll try to write down some more infos/links through the week.

--> It seems geoblock has been removed for Sanremo this year!

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Hosts & Guests + Other Stuff

This years’ host will be Amadeus (who choose the songs taking part into this Sanremo), a TV and radio host. He will be accompanied by Fiorello, another famous Italian host, and probably, as last year, by a different co-host woman each night: Matilda De Angelis (actress, 1st night), Elodie (singer, 2nd night), Vittoria Ceretti (model, 3rd night), Barbara Palombelli (host/writer, 4th night). On saturday, there might be different co-hosts women. Each night, Achille Lauro (singer, last year Sanremo partecipant) will go on stage and perform. Also the football player Zlatan Ibrahimovic (one night accompanied by coach and former football player Sinisa Mihailovic) will be there every night or so. Some of the one-night guests might be the singers Negramaro, Alessandra Amoroso, Il Volo (on wednesday’s night, they will honor Ennio Morricone), Loredana Bertè, Mahmood (friday’s night), Ornella Vanoni and Francesco Gabbani’s duet (on saturday); sport champions as Alex Schwazer (walker, who will tell his story - he’s been wrongly accused of doping) and Alberto Tomba + Federica Pellegrini (former sky champion and actual swimming champion, on saturday’s night will promote the 2026 Winter OG taking place in Milano and Cortina).

How it works

There will be 26 singers in the Campioni (champs) section and 8 in the Giovani (young/newbies) section. The winner of the competition of the Campioni section will represent Italy at the Eurovision Song Contest: if he/she/them won’t accept, the choice will be another artist, usually the 2nd classified. On the 3rd night, there will be the usual duets night. The Campioni’s singers will perform (with another Italian or foreign artist) a song from the Italian folk/song writer’s collection. As last year, the rank at the end of the 3rd night, will change also the rank after the 2 first nights (votes will be added to the general rank).

Day 1 - co-hosts: Matilda De Angelis, Fiorello. Guests: Achille Lauro, Zlatan Ibrahimović, Loredana Bertè, Alessia Bonari (nurse), Italian Police Marching Band with the saxophonist Stefano Di Battista, Russian gymnast Olg’a Kapranova We’ll listen to 13 Campioni’s songs (in order of performance: Arisa, Colapesce e Di Martino, Aiello, Francesca Michielin e Fedez, Max Gazzè, Irama, Madame, Maneskin, Ghemon, Coma_Cose, Annalisa, Francesco Renga, Fasma) and 4 Giovani’s (Gaudiano, Elena Faggi, Avincola, Folcast). The first two Giovani’s songs classified (Folcast, Gaudiano) will pass to friday’s night’s final. We have a first rank of the 13 Campioni who performed tonight:

Day 2 - co-hosts: Elodie, Fiorello Prob. guests: singers: Achille Lauro, Laura Pausini, Il Volo, Gigliola Cinquetti, Marcella Bella, Fausto Leali, Enzo Avitabile (saxophonist) and Alex Schwazer (walker). The remaining 13 Campioni’s (in order of performance: Orietta Berti, Bugo, Gaia, Lo Stato Sociale, La rappresentante di lista, Malika Ayane, Extraliscio, Ermal Meta, Random, Fulminacci, Willie Peyote, Gio Evan, Irama) and 4 Giovani’s songs (Wrongonyou, Greta Zuccoli, Davide Shorty, Dellai) will be performed tonight. The first two Giovani’s songs classified (Wrongonyou, DavideShorty) will pass to friday’s night’s final. We’ll have another rank of the 13 Campioni who performed tonight, and then one with all the 26 contestants (a mix with day 1′s rank).

**Irama will not take part because of Covid positivity among his staff (he’s negative but he has to be quarantined anyway). Amadeus decided to show the recorded clip of his performance.

Complete rank of the Campioni after 1 play:

1) Ermal Meta 2) Annalisa 3) Irama 4) Malika Ayane 5) Noemi 6) Fasma 7) Francesca Michielin e Fedez 8) Lo Stato Sociale 9) Willie Peyote 10) Francesco Renga 11) Arisa 12) Gaia 13) Fulminacci 14) La Rappresentante di Lista 15) Maneskin 16) Max Gazzè 17) Colapesce Dimartino 18) Coma_Cose 19) Extraliscio feat. Davide Toffolo 20) Madame 21) Gio Evan 22) Orietta Berti 23) Random 24) Bugo 25) Ghemon 26) Aiello Day 3 - co-hosts: Vittoria Ceretti, Fiorello Prob. guests: Achillee Lauro, Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Sinisa Mihajlovic, Monica Guerritore (actress), Emma Marrone (singer), Negramaro (will pay homage to the great Italian singer Lucio Dalla after 9 years from his death). All the 26 Campioni singers will perform a “duet” song with guests (or not) from the folk collection. In order of performance:

Noemi - "Prima di andare via" (Neffa) con Neffa

Fulminacci - "Penso positivo" (Jovanotti) con Valerio Lundini e Roy Paci

Francesco Renga - "Una ragione di più" (Ornella Vanoni) con Casadilego

Extraliscio feat. Davide Toffolo - Medley "Rosamunda" (Gabriella Ferri) con Peter Pichler

Fasma - "La fine" (Nesli) con Nesli

Bugo - "Un’avventura" (Lucio Battisti) con i Pinguini Tattici Nucleari

Francesca Michielin e Fedez - Medley (Calcutta – "Del verde", Daniele Silvestri – "Le cose che abbiamo in comune", Jalisse - "Fiumi di parole", "Non amarmi" - Aleandro Baldi e Francesca Alotta, "Felicità" - Al Bano e Romina Power)

Irama - "Cyrano" (Francesco Guccini)

Maneskin - "Amandoti" (Cccp Di Giovanni Lindo Ferretti) con Manuel Agnelli

Random - "Ragazzo fortunato" (Jovanotti) con i The Kolors

Willie Peyote - "Giudizi universali" (Samuele Bersani) con Samuele Bersani

Orietta Berti - "Io che amo solo te" (Sergio Endrigo) con Le Deva

Gio Evan - "Gli anni" (883) con i cantanti di The Voice Senior

Ghemon - Medley "Le ragazze", "Donne", "Acqua e sapone", "La canzone del sole" con i Neri Per Caso

La Rappresentante di Lista - "Splendido splendente" (Donatella Rettore) con Donatella Rettore

Arisa - "Quando" (Pino Daniele) con Michele Bravi

Madame - "Prisencolinensinainciusol" (Adriano Celentano)

Annalisa - "La musica è finita" (Ornella Vanoni) con Federico Poggipollini

Lo Stato Sociale - "Non è per sempre" (Afterhours) con Emanuela Fanelli e Francesco Pannofino

Gaia - "Mi sono innamorato di te" (Luigi Tenco) con Lous And The Yakuza

Colapesce e Dimartino - "Povera patria" (Franco Battiato)

Coma_Cose - "Il mio canto libero" (Lucio Battisti) con Alberto Radius e Mamakass

Max Gazzè - "Del mondo" (Csi Di Giovanni Lindo Ferretti) con Daniele Silvestri e The Magical Mistery Band

Malika Ayane - "Insieme a te non ci sto più" (Caterina Caselli)

Ermal Meta - "Caruso" (Lucio Dalla) con Napoli Mandolin Orchestra

Aiello - "Gianna" (Rino Gaetano) con Vegas Jones

Tonight’s Classification:

1 Ermal Meta – Caruso 2 Orietta Berti – Io che amo solo te 3 Extraliscio con Davide Toffolo – Medley Rosamunda 4 Willie Peyote – Giudizi universali 5 Arisa – Quando 6 Maneskin – Amandoti 7 Annalisa – La musica è finito 8 Max Gazzè – Del mondo 9 La rappresentante di lista – Splendido splendente 10 Ghemon – L’essere infinito 11 Lo stato sociale – Non è per sempre 12 Gaia – Mi sono innamorato di te 13 Irama – Cyrano 14 Colapesce – Dimartino – Povera patria 15 Fulminacci – Penso positivo 16 Malika Ayane – Insieme a te non ci sto più 17 Noemi – Prima di andare via 18 Madame – Prisencolinensinainciusol 19 Francesco Renga – Una ragione di più 20 Fasma – La fine 21 Francesca Michielin e Fede – E allora felicità 22 Aiello – Gianna 23 Bugo – Un’avventura 24 Gio Evan – Gli anni 25 Random – Ragazzo fortunato 26 Coma_Cose – Il mio canto libero

Top 10 classification after tonight:

1) Ermal Meta 2) Annalisa 3) Willie Peyote 4) Arisa 5) Irama 6) Lo Stato Sociale 7) Malika Ayane 8) Extraliscio feat. Davide Toffolo 9) Orietta Berti 10) Maneskin

Day 4 - co-hosts: Barbara Palombelli, Fiorello, Beatrice Venezi (orchestra maestro) Prob. guests: Achille Lauro, Mahmood, Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Matilde Gioli and Alessandra Amoroso. The 26 Campioni’s songs will be performed (in order of appearance: Annalisa, Aiello, Maneskin,, Noemi, Orietta Berti, Colapesce Dimartino, Max Gazzé, Willie Peyote, Malika Ayane, La rappresentante di lista, Madame, Arisa, Coma Cose, Fasma, Lo Stato Sociale, Francesca Michielin e Fedez, Irama, Extraliscio feat Davide Toffolo, Francesco Renga, Gio Evan, Ermal Meta, Bugo, Fulminacci, Gaia, Random). Also, the 4 Giovani’s songs that won on day 1 and 2 (Davide Shorty, Folcast, Gaudiano, Wrongonyou), will be performed and the 1st classified will be the Giovani’s section winner of the 71 (70+1)° Sanremo’s edition.

GAUDIANO is the winner of the Giovani’s section

The Premio della Critica “Mia Martini” for the Giovani’s section to WRONGONYOU

General ranking of the 26 Campioni’s songs after tonight:

1. Ermal Meta - "Un milione di cose da dirti" 2. Willie Peyote - "Mai dire mai (La locura)" 3. Arisa - "Potevi fare di più" 4. Annalisa - "Dieci" 5. Maneskin - "Zitti e buoni" 6. Irama - "La genesi del tuo colore" 7. La Rappresentante di Lista - "Amare" 8. Colapesce e Dimartino - "Musica leggerissima" 9. Malika Ayane - "Ti piaci così" 10. Noemi - "Glicine" 11. Lo Stato Sociale - "Combat Pop" 12. Orietta Berti - "Quando ti sei innamorato" 13. Extraliscio feat. Davide Toffolo - "Bianca luce nera" 14. Max Gazzè e Trifluoperazina Monstery Band - "Il farmacista" 15. Fulminacci - "Santa Marinella" 16. Gaia – "Cuore amaro" 17. Francesca Michielin e Fedez - "Chiamami per nome" 18. Madame - "Voce" 19. Fasma - "Parlami" 20. Ghemon - "Momento perfetto" 21. Francesco Renga - "Quando trovo te" 22. Coma_Cose - "Fiamme negli occhi" 23. Gio Evan - "Arnica" 24. Bugo - "E invece sì" 25. Random - "Torno a te" 26. Aiello - "Ora"

Day 5 - co-hosts: Fiorello, Giovanna Botteri (reporter), Tecla Insolia and Serena Rossi (actresses). Prob. guests: Achille Lauro, Zlatan Ibrahimovic, Ornella Vanoni & Francesco Gabbani (singers - new song together), Riccardo Fogli with Michele Zarrillo and Paolo Vallesi (singers), Umberto Tozzi (singer) and Dardust (musician, producer...). Sports people: Alberto Tomba and Federica Pellegrini. All the 26 Campioni singers will perform again their songs (in order of appearance: Ghemon, Gaia, Irama, Gio Evan, Ermal Meta, Fulminacci, Francesco Renga, Extraliscio ft. Davide Toffolo, Colapesce e Dimartino, Malika Ayane, Fedez e Francesca Michielin, Willie Peyote, Orietta Berti, Arisa, Bugo, Maneskin, Madame, La Rappresentante di Lista, Annalisa, Come Cose, Lo Stato Sociale, Random, Max Gazzè, Noemi, Fasma, Aiello) and after midnight (prob. more like after 2 am.) we’ll know the competition’s first 3 classified and all the special awards winners. the first 3 classified will perform again and get new votes to decide the final standings. The winner will go to the ESC2021 (if there will be).

MANESKIN won the 71st Sanremo!

Final standing:

1. Maneskin

2. Francesca Michielin e Fedez

3. Ermal Meta

4. Colapesce e Dimartino

5. Irama

6. Willie Peyote

7. Annalisa

8. Madame

9. Orietta Berti

10. Arisa

11. La Rappresentante di Lista

12. Extraliscio feat. Davide Toffolo

13. Lo Stato Sociale

14. Noemi

15. Malika Ayane

16. Fulminacci

17. Max Gazzè

18. Fasma

19. Gaia

20. Coma_Cose

21. Ghemon

22. Francesco Renga

23. Gio Evan

24. Bugo

25. Aiello

26. Random

MANESKIN will take part at the ESC 2021! Other Awards: -premio della Critica Mia Martini: Willie Peyote -premio Sala Stampa Lucio Dalla: Colapesce e Dimartino -premio Sergio Bardotti per il miglior testo: Madame -premio Giancarlo Bigazzi per la miglior composizione musicale: Ermal Meta

Campioni Section (+ lyrics):

Aiello - "Ora" (video)

Annalisa - "Dieci" (video)

Arisa - "Potevi fare di più" (video)

Bugo - "E invece sì" (video)

Colapesce e Dimartino - "Musica leggerissima" (video)

Coma_Cose – "Fiamme negli occhi" (video)

Ermal Meta - "Un milione di cose da dirti" (video)

Extraliscio feat. Davide Toffolo - "Bianca luce nera" (video)

Fasma - "Parlami" (video)

Francesca Michielin e Fedez - "Chiamami per nome" (video)

Francesco Renga - "Quando trovo te" (video)

Fulminacci - "Santa Marinella" (video)

Gaia – "Cuore amaro" (video)

Ghemon - "Momento perfetto" (video)

Gio Evan - "Arnica" (video)

Irama - "La genesi del tuo colore" (video)

La Rappresentante di Lista - "Amare" (video)

Lo Stato Sociale - "Combat Pop" (video)

Madame - "Voce" (video)

Malika Ayane - "Ti piaci così" (video)

Maneskin - "Zitti e buoni" (video)

Max Gazzè e Trifluoperazina Monstery Band - "Il farmacista" (video)

Noemi - "Glicine" (video)

Orietta Berti - "Quando ti sei innamorato" (video)

Random - "Torno a te" (video)

Willie Peyote - "Mai dire mai (La locura)" (video)

Giovani Section:

Elena Faggi - "Che ne so" (video)

Fratelli Dellai - "Io sono Luca" (video)

Gaudiano - "Polvere da sparo" (video)

Folcast - "Scopriti" (video)

Greta Zuccoli - "Ogni cosa sa di te" (video)

Davide Shorty - "Regina" (video)

Wrongonyou - "Lezioni di volo" (video)

Avincola - "Goal!" (video)

#sanremo71 #sanremo 2021 #sanremo #italian music #italian tv show #italianstuff #italian culture #it #italian #italiano #italian language #itaian langblr #language #langblr #canzoni songs #music #musica #this will be updated soon

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ibukis-songbook · 2 years

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Since you mentioned it, hand holding (or general little ways they show love if you need more) kinda things maybe for Ibuki, Kaede, and whoever else you feel like adding?

Hand Holding/General Affection with Ibuki and Kaede

YEAAAAAAAAH! Filthy, dirty, hand holding. My biggest kink. I planned on pushing out all of the headcanons in the inbox at once, but since I haven’t posted in so long I felt bad! So here’s an upload, and I’ll probs put one more out tonight, maybe two if I have that many done! Gotta love the music girls. 🎶

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I Hate U - SZA

Kaede:

Kaede is such a sweet and gentle lover.

Hand holding is a constant and a necessity.

Kaede’s first love language isn’t physical affection, but it’s probably like, a close tie.

She’s cuddly and sweet and will definitely spoon you.

She’s domestic too. She prefers staying at home and ordering takeout and just cuddling on the sofa to going out on dates and whatever.

Just all around very cuddly and sweet. Expect to be accidentally marshmallow hell-ed.

She’s so warm too, and you could fall fast asleep when you’re hanging out with her.

What about her first love language? Either words of affection or acts of service.

Perhaps a tie?

She loves nicknames/petnames, sweet nothings, encouragement, reminders, all of that sugary sweet sappy wordsmithing.

She loves doing things for her partner as well, like little favors, chores, and errands, and she’ll really appreciate you doing the same for her!

Ibuki:

Ibuki doesn’t look like she’s all that cuddly and cute but homie you have no idea

When she’s in a relationship, she’s just

“💕💗💖💕💗💖💕💗💖”

Hand holding? Absolutely. Except if she’s practicing. She and Kaede, since they’re musicians, have to use their hands to practice. So if they’re in a position where they can’t hold your hand, they will definitely hold your hand with their eyes

Like. These really quick glances from across the room where you can just see in their faces how much they love you and wanna hold you

She’s more the type to take you out on dates to your favorite places, or hers, but they’re very lowkey, don’t worry.

She also does what I believe is called like, penguin-ing, pebbling? Penguin pebbling?

Basically it’s kind of an offshoot of the gift giving love language. You give cute, small gifts or things someone may like/things that remind you of them often.

This can include her sending you like twenty TikToks that she thinks you’d laugh at, or buying you small keychains or other items you enjoy

She’ll include things that bring her joy, as well, like jangly or shiny things

Yes I’m saying Ibuki has ADHD if you’re wondering, don’t @ my neurodivergent ass.

Do the same for her and she’ll be so happy.

Travel with her too! Wherever she goes, she wants you there.

#danganronpa #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa imagines blog #imagines blog #ibuki mioda #kaede akamatsu #ndvr3 #sdr2

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muffinrecord · 3 years

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MR Project Updates:

Archive Google Drive

I can’t remember, did I mention this? I made a doc on the drive for updates.

Right now I’m recording Arc 2 Prologue and Chapter One. There have been some updates the translation! I plan on finishing them tonight and uploading them soonish.

I need to finish recording Crimson Resolve instead of trying to ignore it and pretend that it doesn’t exist. Kind of... important for that one to get up there, yeah.

Memo Tier List

The list was updated based on some feedback I received from my reddit post advertising it! Changes made:

“I Made Friends” and “Difficult! Image Training” moved from S-tier to A-Tier-- might be subject to further moving down onto B-tier.

Note added to “Rest Deliciously” (and to MeX4) about the possibility of them becoming very good with the introduction of Barrier. Still niche though.

Rayshift Patch Post

I’ve updated it so that it recommends using Memu over Bluestacks, along with a guide on how to download APKs onto Memu.

Memoria Blog

You already prob saw, but I finished all the event memoria for the Swimsuit Kyoko and Swimsuit Amane sister events!

I need to start on Sayaka’s event but I’m having brain fog as usual and don’t want to write bad reviews.

Future Project: Memoria Personals Tier List

Started working on a memo tier sheet for personals, but this is going to take a long, long time. I wouldn’t expect it to be finished for a week to a month. IMO, personals are a lot harder to judge than 4* memoria are. Most personals aren’t very good outside of very niche circumstances.

#Muffin Record #Magia Record

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fearfulkittenwrites · 3 years

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“Just a normal night”

Inspired by @s-mscott - link for the art, please check it out!

Word count: 2832

Notes: HEY. THIS IS JUST BEEN SITTING ON MY FILES FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT IT DKJFHAKJHAKJDFH. Anyway, it's a long time coming. The writing probs isn't as neat or as good as the latest uploads bc of that, but... idk. Hopefully it's good! I couldn't bring myself to edit it again, sorry about that. I hope you can enjoy it anyways and please go check out the artist, @s-mscott!

“Guys?” Dick asked, on his tiptoes as he rummaged through every cabinet in the huge kitchen “Hey are we out of cereal? I can’t find my Lucky Charms anywhere.”

“I think so.” Jason answered “I ate the last of the Lucky Charms last night.”

“Yep.” Tim said, popping the ‘p’ as he slid through the countertop, landing a bit behind Dick “I had the last of the frosted flakes two days ago.”

“Froot Loops?” Dick asked.

“I had those.” Duke answered “Sorry.”

“Fruity Pebbles?”

Cass raised her hand, looking at the ground.

“Reese’s Puffs?”

“I finished the box yesterday.” Damian announced, crossing his arms as he leaned against the marble sink.

“Damn.” Dick murmured and pouted as he closed the cabinet’s door “I’ve been craving cereal today.”

“We can always go get some.” Jason shrugged.

“At three in the morning?” Duke asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Actually, four.” Jason corrected, putting up a finger “And yeah, why not? I mean, we had a hard patrol tonight, and if Dick wants some cereal, I say let’s go get some cereal.”

“It’s four in the morning, Todd.” Damian said.

“I mean, the closest Walmart is open 24/7.” Tim interfered.

“You can’t be seriously considering this, Grayson.” Damian frowned at his older brother.

“Why not? I’m not sleepy anyways.” Dick crossed his arms and shrugged.

“Yes!” Jason hissed “Late night adventures with the baby bats. Let’s roll!” He clapped his hands once, and started to walk out of the kitchen, his siblings following him to the garage.

“Oh wait!” Dick said “Let’s ring up Bruce and see if there’s anything else we need.”

“Bold of you to assume he’d know what we need.” Tim interfered.

“Yeah, well, it’s worth a shot. Plus, do any of us really want to wake up Alfred to ask him?” Dick said, taking his communicator out of his pocket and placing it in his ear “B? Have a sec?” He asked

“Nightwing. What’s wrong?” Came the answer, Batman’s raspy voice flowing through the device.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong. We’re going to take a quick trip to the supermarket, I wanted to ask if you need anything.”

“... At four in the morning?”

“Yeah. Do you need anything?”

Bruce sighed.

“We’re running out of the coffee blend that Tim likes. Alfred the cat’s favorite treats have been gone since last week, and Cass’ favorite ice cream is done. Oh, buy Duke that soda he likes, I drank the last can. Also, Jason’s cookies and that brand of chips you like, we ran out of those. Oh, and buy something with Iron in it, I’m worried that Damian might not be getting enough.”

“Like spinach?” Dick said, writing it down on his phone’s notes.

“Yeah, that’ll do. Ah, and we’re a little low on milk.”

“Okay. Will keep that in mind. Thanks B, have a nice patrol.”

“Please don’t give the papers any headlines.”

“You got it, B. Bye.”

He placed the device back on his pocket.

“Okay, there’s a lot of stuff to buy, so let’s get going. I’ll drive.”

“Shotgun!” Jason yelled.

“We’re taking the S.U.V., one of you will need to ride in the trunk.” Dick said.

“I’ll go.” Cass’ eyes twinkled. No one could understand why she was always so fascinated with the idea of riding in the trunk, but she seemed to find it fun and all of them thought that her excitement was cute.

“Alright then.” Dick smiled, ruffling her hair. Her grin grew wider, and Duke set her hair straight again before they got into the car.

“Hey, can I play my music?” Tim asked from the backseat.

“Don’t force us to listen to the atrocity Drake calls music, Grayson.” Damian complained, arms crossed “Let me play something.”

“Uh, I’d rather not listen to Mozart and Bach while we’re in the car.” Duke protested.

“It’s called classic for a reason, Thomas.”

“Doesn’t matter, bat-brat.” Jason said “I’m with him on this one. Besides, universal car rules, shotgun DJ’s.”

“Since when?” Tim asked.

“Since now.” Jason said, plugging his phone in.

“Uh, I don’t think so.” Dick took the cord from him “According to ‘Supernatural’ rules, ‘Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole’. So that’s mine.”

“No one else watches this show Dickhead!” Jason pulled the cord back.

“Doesn’t matter, because I’m older!” Dick pulled it back again.

“Age is just a number!” Tim pushed himself to the front seat and took the cord back.

“Great point Drake!” Damian pulled him back by his waist, stealing the cord from him too.

“Hey, stop with the fuss, I’m gonna crash the car!” Dick said.

“Maybe we should just play Beyoncé...” Duke suggested. The car went silent for a while.

“Okay.” Dick said “Put on ‘Single Ladies’.”

“No. ‘Halo’ is her best.” Damian complained.

“Uhm, no way? I’m playing ‘Drunk in Love’, and that’s it.” Tim shot back.

“Are you crazy? Play ‘Formation’.” Duke interfered.

“I like ‘Run the World’...” Cass said quietly from the trunk.

“Yeah, okay,” Tim murmured “We’ll play that.”

The girl smiled as the first notes from the song filled the car.

There weren’t many cars in the parking lot, which was expected. They picked up two carts, and Dick hopped inside the one Jason was pushing.

“Dude!” Duke started “You’re in your mid-twenties!”

“Leave me alone, I nearly sprained my ankle today.” Dick stuck his tongue out. No one else questioned anything beyond that. The employees simply sighed, used to the two older brothers and their antics.

“Hey Parker.” Jason greeted the nighttime security guard.

“Hey. I see you two brought the whole gang tonight.” He answered.

“Yup.” Dick smiled.

“So this is a regular thing for the two of you?” Duke asked.

“Are you really surprised, Duke?” Tim shot back.

“No. Not really.”

“Okay. First stop, Bruce said we need to get Tim’s coffee.” Dick exclaimed, looking at the list.

Jason led the way, Dick grinning like a child on the cart, Cass quietly following as she pushed their second cart, Duke making friendly conversation with her while Tim and Damian kept bickering right behind them.

“Oh, wait!” Dick held on to the metal bars “We’re right next to the cookies and Bruce said we’re out of your favorites, Jay.” He looked up.

“Alright, a little detour then.” Jason turned them around, quickly grabbing his treats “Anyone wants anything else from this aisle?”

“But... We don’t need anything else from the aisle.” Duke pointed out.

“Um, we have a billionaire’s credit card?” Tim said “Bruce won’t freak out if we buy a few extra things.”

“Uuuh, they have those koala shaped cookies!” Dick hopped out of the cart “How many do I get?”

“I want one.” Cass said.

“Chocolate or strawberries?”

“Uh… I want both.” She answered.

“Okay, one each for the lady, two strawberries for me...”

“I want a chocolate one.” Tim said.

“Me too.” Damian asked.

“Oh, just take twenty boxes, ten of each flavor.” Jason interfered, dumping them on Cass’ cart “We’ll share later.”

“Oh my God, those are expensive!” Duke said, exasperated.

“Yeah. So?” Jason shot back.

“Bruce is a billionaire, bro. He won’t mind.” Dick said, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah, well, it’s easy for you guys to say it. You grew up like that. It’s kinda hard to accept this when you aren’t used to having so much.” Duke answered, scratching his neck.

“Hey, I get that feeling lil’ bro.” Jason tapped his back “I spent my childhood in Gotham’s streets.”

“Yeah. I mean, I grew up in the circus. I wasn’t used to the idea of getting brand new stuff instead of asking for hand-me-downs from our friends whenever I grew out of my clothes.” Dick interfered.

“But... Just think about it like this.” Jason got closer to him “We now can get everything we couldn’t in the past.”

Duke frowned. Jason nodded encouragingly.

“That... Doesn’t help.”

“I tried.” Jason shrugged. Dick hopped back in the cart “To the coffee aisle!” He exclaimed, pushing his brother around.

“Hang on.” Tim said “This is where they leave the energy drinks. Let me take some.”

“Why do you insist on drinking this crap, Drake?” Damian scowled, reading the label in one of the cans “If you have such a death wish, jumping in front of a train is a much cheaper, quicker alternative.”

“Shut up, little devil.” Tim picked up cans from his favorite brand.

“Jason, push me a little farther down the aisle, please.” Dick asked “They keep their iced teas over there.”

“Ugh, Grayson, you disgust me.” Damian rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be so judgemental Lil’ D.” He smiled, being pushed away by Jason.

As they examined the cans, Dick noticed he had attracted the looks of a middle aged man, a couple of steps from them. He was staring at his hoodie, that contained the frase ‘I love dick’ printed on it.

“Oh,” He exclaimed, smiling at the guy “My name is Richard. That’s why it’s funny.” The man nodded “I’m also queer as fuck, so that makes it better.” He added nonchalantly, and the man’s eyes widened “Okay Jay, I picked up all I wanted, let’s go back.”

“Alright you little shits, back to the coffee quest.” Jason said, leading the way once again. This time, they finally made it to the coffee aisle. Tim crouched down, looking for his favorite blend.

Cass got a little curious once she laid eyes on a colorful package on the top shelf. She picked it up and handed it to Dick.

“Read. Please.”

“This is an espresso roast. Here it says that it has notes of strawberry? Vanilla and... Sugar cane. Colombian coffee. Seems nice. Wanna take it?”

“Yes.” She nodded. Dick dropped it on his cart.

Cass wandered away, still looking at all of the coffee blends.

“Hey girlie,” A guy whistled at her, next to his group of friends “Nice ass.”

She squinted at them.

“Yo, asshole!” Tim screamed, getting their attention “That’s our sister!” He threw a bag of coffee beans at the guy’s face, causing his nose to bleed.

“Hey, who do you think you are?” One of them started to walk up to her brothers. Cass could tell that he wanted trouble, so she grabbed his arm and slammed his face against the shelf, so quickly and brutally that it barely budged, leaving the products unbothered, but the guy fell to the floor, disoriented. She stared at him.

“We are Waynes.” Damian answered, pacing towards them quietly, hands on his pockets “I suggest you apologize immediately for the troubles, if you wouldn’t want to get a hefty lawsuit for your harrasment.”

“Uh, sorry bro.” One of them started, a little scared “We didn’t-”

“Not to me.” He interrupted “To her.”

“We’re sorry, miss Wayne.” All of them mumbled.

“Now promise you won’t do it again.” Damian added.

“We won’t do it again.” They started at the floor, next to where their fallen friend laid down.

“Good.” He squinted “Help your friend up, and get out of my sight.”

They did as they were told, helping his friend walk straight again. As Cass headed back, Dick gently touched her arm, looking up at her.

“Hey, are you alright?” She smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He smiled back.

“Does this happen often?” Jason asked.

“Sometimes.” She shrugged “But they always say sorry after I break their nose.”

“Ayy, that’s our girl.” Jason praised “Alright, we got the coffee. Where to next?”

“Let’s see... Next item is Alfred the cat’s treats.” Dick said.

“Ha!” Damian laughed loudly “As if Alfred would eat the... peasant treats that this store offers. No. I’ve already bought the adequate brand from an online shop.”

“Okay...” Dick raised an eyebrow “Then... Cass’ ice cream is next, but I think we should leave that as the last item, so it won’t melt, which leads us to Duke’s soda because Bruce had the last can.”

“Let’s go then. I think that the cereal aisle is on the way, so we’ll get that first.” Jason said, pushing the cart around again.

“Which ones do we get?” Tim asked, looking through the shelf.

“Everything that has sugar.” Dick answered. His brother began handing him boxes, when they heard a small whisper.

“Oh my God, are those...?” A girl said to her friend, attracting the eyes of the siblings. The duo averted their gaze quickly. Cass frowned at them.

“Relax.” Jason smiled, placing an arm on her back “They’re probably just... Fans.”

“Fans?” She asked, still staring suspiciously at them.

“Yeah.” Dick shrugged “I mean, we’re not super stars, but we do hit the papers pretty often. A bunch of people know us here in Gotham.” The girls were looking again, and Dick gave them a small wave, making them giggle “See? Nothing to worry about.”

“Hum.”

“Hey there, ladies.” Jason greeted, a cheeky smile on his face “What brings you to this fine establishment tonight?”

“We ran out of energy drinks.” One of them answered “What about you?”

“Cereal.” Dick answered, lifting two boxes. They giggled again.

“Hey, um... can we maybe get a picture?” The girl asked “It’s just that... no one will believe us when we tell them about this.”

“Absolutely not!” Damian answered.

“Nah, don’t listen to the little brat.” Jason said “Go ahead.”

Dick held up the boxes again, smiling as Jason made a ‘crazy’ motion with his hands. Tim turned around as the photo was being taken, turning him into a blurr with tired eyes.

“Can we get some selfies too?” The other one asked, grinning.

“No!” Damian protested again.

“Of course you can!” Dick said “Duke, Cass, come here.” He called.

All of them gathered around the cart Dick was staying at, even Damian. He didn’t look so pleased as the photo was taken, but neither did Cass.

“Thanks. You guys really are nice.” The first girl said.

“Oh, you have no clue on how nice I can be.” Jason winked, making her blush “Tell you what, why don’t I give you my phone number and you can text me those pictures later, hm?”

“Sure.” The girl bit her lips as Jason scribbled his number on her wrist.

“You are such a flirt.” Dick rolled his eyes as the girls walked away.

“What, like you aren’t?” Jason snorted, pushing him away, looking for where they kept the soda.

“I think Cass didn’t like that interaction very much.” Tim whispered to his older brothers, who turned around to find a frowning baby bat. Jason chuckled.

“What’s wrong, sis?” She scowled at him “Oh, c’mon, don’t get jealous.” He threw an arm around her shoulder “You know you’ll always be our number one girl, but a guy has his needs. And sometimes, a guy needs a date.”

Cass pushed him away, rolling her eyes as Duke placed five soda cans on her cart.

“Why would you even drink this sugar filled monstrosity, Thomas?” Damian asked, reading the labels “Grandfather wouldn’t even feed his prisoners something as revolting as this.”

“Because, Bat-brat,” He said “We’re all entitled to enjoy at least one or two things that may ultimately be responsible for our deaths.”

“I suppose.” He murmured, lifting an eyebrow “You make much finer points than the rest of them. Father has been looking for heirs in the least suitable places, I assume.” He clicked his tongue “It’s a good thing I’m here to help.”

“Okay...” Duke answered, raising his eyebrows and averting his gaze. There was only so much strangeness that he could handle.

“Great, now we need to get my chips and spinach.” Dick stated.

“Spinach?” Tim asked “Why spinach?”

“B thinks Damian may have been needing more iron in his diet.” Dick shrugged.

“Aaw.” Tim said “That’s actually kinda cute. Do you think he ever worries about our diets?”

“Don’t be stupid Tim, of course he doesn’t.” Jason answered.

“He does.” Dick shot back “He worries about us, he just... Really, really, really, reaaaally sucks at showing it sometimes.”

“Potatoe, potatoe.” Jason murmured.

“Yeah, whatever. Keep me moving Little Wing, we have stuff to pick up and my tiredness is catching up to me.” Dick pointed forward.

“Sure. But the chips are in the opposite direction.”

“Well turn me around then, do you want me to look like an idiot?” Dick said, a little exasperated.

“I wish you had an off button sometimes.” Jason sighed as he made his way to the chips section.

An employee, mopping the floor with a bored expression, looked up from what he was doing when he saw the Wayne gang talking loudly. Dick tried to control his brothers from inside the cart, and had just told Jason to separate a fight between Tim and Damian. Duke and Cass snicker as they saw a bored, six feet tall Jason pushing his much smaller brothers apart.

“Yep.” The employee murmured to himself “Billionaires shopping at Walmart at four in the morning. Just a normal night.”

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tottymatsuno · 3 years

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In The Peach Pit, Saw You Fake It

Chapter 3: Stop following, weirdo!

Author: Roro (tottytown)

Fandom: Osomatsu-san

Pairing: Todomatsu x reader

Category: Romance, technically exes? enemies to friends to lovers, coworkers, fake dating, tsundere Todomatsu, eventual bedsharing, eventual fake strangers

Rating: PG-13 (cussin)

Summary: The day at work ends, you drop that asshole off at his train stop and you hear him talking shit.

Word count: 3102/prob 50 or 60k unedited and segmented away

Warnings: Todomatsu is mentally ill LOL

commentary: the fic's name comes from a Say Anything song: Orgy of Critics. I really like it a lot, especially the lines "you brought me to my knees, your art it brought me to my knees" anyways i'm hoping to god ill be able to upload another chapter tonight. as always pls dn mind the typos i have disabled hands ;w;

Your morning shift comes to an end at 3pm with nothing really keeping you to linger. Aside from the lunchtime awkwardness you had a pretty decent day all things considered. Things probably won’t be too bad from here on out, which makes you optimistic as you exit the staff room. It's a nice slightly chilly spring afternoon so putting on your hoodie really warms you up.

A moment of silence to savor the small things in life that make you happy. The sounds of life outside of the bookstore, the sun rays on your cheeks, the plush lining of your hoodie, the wind teasing your hair, and the fact that you still basically have all day to yourself to enjoy.

You wonder what you should do after your errand, maybe you should go out and have fun? An idea of what was fun flashes before your eyes and you quickly veto it. Fun isn’t getting blackout drunk in the middle of the day anymore so no. Maybe you should go buy some plants? Your home does feel a little dark, maybe some greenery will lighten it up some?

You think about these things while attending to your final touches of appearance. Company policy prevents more than one set of earrings on the clock and you would die if your piercings closed because of work, so carefully you walk at a glaciers pace into the street and place each pair in.

You're always the last to leave the staff room because of the amount of primping it takes to get your punk aesthetic somewhat back in place.

Once completely out of the threshold of the store you hear someone exhale sharply in aggression behind you.

"Ugh, it's you again. Get lost, I don't want to see your creepy face anymore today." Look who's making another dusty appearance. You were in a decent mood til you heard his fairy prince-esque voice.

You actually laugh at this as you keep walking straight ahead placing the last of your studs back in.

"I'm in front of you, dipshit. You can't see my face, fucking idiot. Anyways thanks for the latte art." You manage to snort out. You super maturely stick out your tongue and flip Matsuno the bad finger once more after the last of the studs were placed in your ears. Now that your appearance was back to perfection you can finally leave and walk at your normal pace. You have long legs so your strides are always much faster than people expect which comes in handy especially when you have somewhere to be.

And you do have somewhere to be! You've got some shopping to do, there was an email just in time letting you know that your local supermarket was having a huge one day sale on all of the household goods you needed to stock up on.

Without much further thinking you were already over half a block away. Your walking pace was slower than usual because you need to double check the sale items and your shopping list to make sure they align, plus there's a few goodies to get just because.

You need to budget carefully because isn’t there another event coming up for F6 in two months? You’ll need to save in advance to get some of your bias’ merch.It's not until you hear the sound of footsteps pounding on cement that you think to look behind you.

"What the fuck are you doing, you creep?!" You don't hide your disgust by any means, dude the fuck. There's Matsuno right behind you panting because he's out of breath. "Why'd you run after me?" You start digging in your Kuromi bag for your unofficial self defense tool. An ornately decorated metal hat pin your great grandmother gave you from her time in the west.

It's sharp.

"I... Ah! Whoo, just gi-gimme a second... It's not that I -" Matsuno huffs to regulate his breathing pattern. "It's not like I wanted to follow you! I don't remember how to get to F station from work." Matsuno admits defensively.

"So you followed me." You grip the hat pin tighter. "How long were you gonna follow me, stalker-kun?"

"Tch, gross! Like anybody would want to follow you around all day! I just wanted to learn how to get to the station, not stalk around the Bride of Frankenstein." Matsuno is arguing way too much for someone who has a cell phone with an amazingly efficient map application.

"You don't even know if I have to go to F station." You point out.

"Ryoko-san said you do so take me with you."

"Use your phone, I'm busy." Once again you take off this time at your regular pace, but every time you glance behind you there is a flushed Matsuno trying to duck behind something. He's extremely far away, but with contacts in you can see him easily. This bastard is really getting on your nerves, you really wanna light up a cigarette to calm down. The urge is intense, so you turn away to dig in your bag for the nicotine gum.

After catching him do this six times you have to admit there’s many twists and turns you finally call out to Matsuno, "C'mon hurry up then. I don't have literally all damn day to babysit your slow ass. Let's go!" Matsuno finally runs up with a slightly sheepish smile. "Thanks."

You slow down which drives you insane when Matsuno still has to jog to keep up. You drop him off at the station wordlessly because you refuse to talk to him more than necessary. You feel Matsuno's eyes trail after you when you don't enter the station with him.

"Where are you going?" He asks you surprisingly soft before flinching and course correcting, "Not that I care. I'm just curio-" You left in the middle of his explanation.

You wouldn't owe him an answer even if he were your boyfriend, let alone rude n w coworker. Plus there's a lot on your mind that requires an actual battle plan. Entering the grocery store at this time will be a war that requires strategy. Dropping off Matsuno took valuable time from getting there early, so now when you walk in the chaos is in full swing.

It takes a lot of ducking, dodging, weaving and maybe a honest to God punch or two to leave victorious, but thankfully your war paint, intimidating face and deep voice left you mostly unscathed. You'll sport a black eye tomorrow but your pocket book thanks you as you triumphantly leave with the next two months of supplies and a week's worth of groceries at a deep discount.

Your arms are killing you by the time you make it back to the station's general area. Thankfully your apartment is extremely close to it so you're happy to see it again. Just around one more corner and you're home. The second you walk through the door you realize a full day of work, getting into a physical battle with a buncha super strong old women over discounts, and then finally carrying them all home without any assistance has left you more than exhausted.

You ain't cooking today, lmao are you kidding? It's not in your budget right now to order out right now but thankfully your area has a great convenience store with cheap pre-made meals right by the station.

You are legit about to have sensory overload at this point, so the giant "don't you fucking dare talk to me" headphones are on and your happy F6 playlist is on. Contacts are off, and you have a pair of transitional glasses on since all the lights are too bright everywhere.

When you finally drag your tired corpse into the convenience store to pick up today's second lunch and tonight's dinner plus some teas the vibe of the store is weirder than usual. You get the feeling of an enemy being nearby but internally laugh it off as a weird misplaced anxiety.

Like that thing from mindcraft about not being able to sleep or whatever. Oh yeah, maybe you should finally check that game out. You keep hearing people suggest it. You turn down the music just enough to pay better attention to your surroundings to ease your paranoia but not enough to freakout from sensory overload.

You've had a tough day socializing today and you refuse to be exposed to anymore bullshit. These are your thoughts as you wander around the store to double check if there's anything else you want as you will not be stepping outside of your home until your next shift.

Oh yeah. Maybe a few sour candies are in order as a treat? Plus you forgot to pick up the latest issues of a few magazines at work due to what a fucked up day today has been. You start hearing the muffled voice that sorta reminds you of one of the idol's from F6.

Sounds like your favorite one which is especially nice to hear considering you have a Totty love ballad playing right now. Speaking of which, isn't that Matsuno's nickname? He must've stolen it, the loser. But oh well, Matsuno isn't anywhere near as cute as the real Totty. This makes you pay closer attention to what the guy was whining about now that you are closer to the source.

"I wanna quit. I know... I understand that! Yeah, I know." Aw, poor guy.

"Yes, I'm aware it's my first day! But Choro - but he quit without finishing a whole shift! Why?!" You feel really bad for this guy, the way he's whining this must be his first part time. He's probably very young.

"Because there's a girl I rejected that works there who hates me and wants to make my life hell!" You spot the issues you want while pitying this poor poor guy.

You don't look over at him because you wanna keep being nosy. People usually get all weird about private conversations when they notice someone else listening. You however are perfect at eavesdropping and your headphones are the best disguise.

Aw, that's not even a nice thing to say to your son even if it's true. You hear this guy's mother scream that he "couldn't reject anyone as an adult virgin and stop lying to get out of working!" That's really harsh.

Even virgins should be able to pick a comfortable workplace and their partner. Losing a virginity should be at least sort of special and done with some discernment you think. You know you would have chosen different.

Oh, this guy's flipping through the alt fashion magazine you wanted. That's neat, you think reaching over to grab your own copy. Small world. You like that guy's nail polish too. Where'd he get it, does it come in black?

"I could've totally rejected her, I might be a virgin but I still have pride as a ma...!" Something made the dude physically jump as if he were burned badly. His phone clattered to the ground near your feet so you remove your headphones apologetically reach down to pick it up.

"Are you hurt?" You begin to ask before checking if his screen cracked. "The phone's okay, but you might wanna case. I went through so many phones before because of butter fingers." You laugh lightly while wiping off the screen and dusting it off.

"I have the same brand of phone so I know...."

When you extend it as an offering you know exactly why this dude jumped.

"Ah. It's Matsuno." You shove the phone back into his hands and walk to the register. It's a blur after that before you're home, you left with your music back on full blast and didn't stop when you heard someone call behind you. Not once.

Time drifts away by a few days with you avoiding the cafe by all costs. Not because you were embarrassed by what Matsuno lied about. Instead it was the exact opposite, if you saw Matsuno those creepily large eyes would be bruised shut and his ugly cat smile would be lacking a tooth or two. You more than anything want to beat his ass.

But you don't want another assault case. You could almost get off on the idea of humbling that snobby two faced liar. The picture of your fist deeply embedded in his flushed face comes naturally. A fat lip would work wonders for him. So you bring bentos from home and eat in the break room exclusively for the next week.

It isn't until Ryo texts you asking if something was wrong is when the anger mostly dissipates. She rarely texts you outside of the work group chat so that's a surprise. Well maybe not since you left the work chat a few weeks back.

When you finally go back for lunch, Ryo quickly sends Matsuno to the storage area to count the straws.

"Hey, stranger..." Ryo's pitying voice is always very comforting. She cares, y’know? Pride shouldn't get in the way of appreciating someone giving a shit when they aren't obligated to. Besides you two are only work friends so her even noticing is a big deal for you.

"Yeah, hey." You mumble mostly to yourself.

"So uhm. There's a lot going on right now so are you okay?" Ryo asks gently.

You sigh out just about your wits end. "I just wanna knock his teeth out."

"That’s understandable." Ryo has probably been trying to stay neutral this whole time. She actually has to work a lot of shifts with this guy, and as much as you'd like to get him fired that's not in your character. Violence is, but the disruption of a livelihood is typically a last resort only.

"I kinda don't wanna talk about it, so can I just have a pretzel and iced coffee? I like it with a lot of mocha and caramel with a bunch of cream and light sugar." You just wanna get in and outta here as fast as possible.

"No latte today?" You notice the disappointment in Ryo's voice while ringing you up. "No thanks, I'm good."

"Let's talk more after work later." Ryo suggests as she hands your order. With food in tow you slink back into the safe underbelly of the break room. Daisuke's seated at a table, when he notices you wander in like a Saint incarnate invites you to sit with him.

"How are you?" A standard greeting but it balms the bruises on your ego.

"Eh, could be better. What's new with you?" You sip from your coffee before taking a page outta Daisuke's book and checking your phone.

You glare at it since your notifications are still comments about the latte art. This is your personal account, you ain't an influencer or content creator so this entitled behavior of strangers trying to dictate your uploading habits is getting hella annoying. You should have never listened to that tiktok about SEO.

No you aren't posting more Matsuno anytime soon, no you don't have to take more full body pictures of your outfits, no you don't have more money for kawaii hauls, no you don't want to upload makeup tutorials unless you feel like it, and Goddammit if one person sends a latte request instead of coming in and ordering it their damn self you'll scream!

You have a decent amount of followers but it's pissing you off. You're so close to deactivating your account.

Well maybe their engagement isn't what's making you so angry, but it certainly isn't making you feel all peachie keen either.

What'd he say? You forgot you even asked Daisuke a question. "Huh? Repeat that, please?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just asking if that's all you're having for lunch today." Daisuke is a nice guy, being concerned about you like this.

"Yeah, I'm not very hungry right now." You reply, picking at the pretzel.

"I saw you were taking lunches from home for a while, it made me really jealous because they always look so good. Do you make them yourself?"

You find yourself smiling at Daisuke, "It depends. If I'm too tired to meal prep the night before, then no. Most of the time though I manage to slap something together."

"It must be quite the honor to eat your cooking. If you don't mind I'd love to eat the lunch you brought if you're not going to." Daisuke has a cute little laugh, especially when he's complimenting you.

"Sure, go for it. It's in the fridge." You aren't a high schooler anymore so the big deal behind making your crush a bento has lost its luster but it's still nice to have your hard work acknowledged. That’s what you appreciate about Daisuke; he finds you capable. He never babies you or treats you like a weirdo, and he’s never condescending. Daisuke treats you like an equal who can handle your fair share.

Lunch ends quickly after that with Daisuke lifting your mood immediately. Then the rest of your shift is alternating being on the register and checking inventory until a little old lady needs help finding a very specific reference book.

Takes up the last hour of your shift and then some but she's a cute granny so you don't mind. Especially after she commented on how beautiful your hair is which is the highlight of your day.

You texted Ryo you'd be late, so when you finally rang up granny and clocked out it was already thirty minutes past the scheduled end of shift. You don't bother putting all of your many piercings on this time or redoing your makeup since you're so late. You also check to see if Matsuno is lurking about and to your relief he already left.

When you catch up with Ryo you apologize.

"Sorry! You know how it is with grandmas."

Ryo smiles, "It's okay. You seem to be in better spirits." You nod. "I thought it was normal that Matsuno-san was upset about whatever happened between you two, but it was really weird that you were too. I thought since you're a shift manager you would be thinking about the buyout." Ryo's pensive voice surprises you.

"Buyout?" Is all you can manage to say.

"There were talks about it online for a while, but all of us managers got an email confirming it this morning."

Ryo, this is the first you've heard of this!

"I didn't get one I checked my email multiple times today and nada one. " "I thought the shift leaders would get one too, though." "Not me then. What the fuck." Ryo sighs aloud and despondently kicks a stray pebble. "They're going to make a lot of changes that they swear are for the betterment of the store. I dunno though, because I've heard the places bought by them tank within a few years because how shitty they treat their crew." This must be weighing on Ryo more-so than you thought. "Well at least hopefully they're not the type of company that replaces the management positions with their own people, right?" You offer out hoping to sound considerate. Ryo instead sucks through her teeth and grimaces at you. "I dunno, they said I have a new performance eval due in another email. Here's hoping."

#todomatsu matsuno #todomatsu x reader #todomatsu/reader #totty x si #matsuno todomatsu x si #osomatsu san #spams tags again #roros fics #uploads it knowing that even tho i spent an hr editing it ill reread it tmrw and see typos i fixed #peachpit fic #ppfic c3

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kooala · 4 years

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once you realize - chapter two

USERNAME CHANGE!!

!!used to be kookie-off-his-kookie but now it’s kooala!!

A/N: I’m so sorry it has taken me forever to upload the second chapter but between no wifi at the new place and my apartment having all sorts of issues at the moment it really took longer than I expected! Thank you for sticking around though and I hope you enjoy the second chapter! xx

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader, Taehyung x his girlfriend Mina, Jaebeom!

Tags: best friend! Jungkook, idol verse, friends to lovers!

Genre: angst, fluff, mutual pining, basically the cutest falling in love story

Wordcount: 6.3k

Warnings: language! flirting! nudity but not really, just bare legs

Parts: chapter one / chapter two / chapter three / chapter four / chapter five / chapter six / chapter seven

Summary: Not seeing Jungkook for a while had made you feel like what had happened was only a blur and you were imagining all of it. But apparently it wasn’t a blur for Jungkook and when all of you went out for a couple of drinks and you got too comfortable with someone that wasn’t Jungkook, he couldn’t help but feel his heart sink into a deep pit in his stomach.

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M Countdown had been one of the events you always looked forward to the most. The preparation that went into the choreography and stages beforehand was intense, but ultimately nothing was more rewarding than presenting a comeback stage and feeling like you were able to show what all of you had been working so hard towards. The entire vibe that was going on backstage, seeing other artists perform and getting inspiration was wonderful and as you were waiting to perform backstage, you couldn’t help but stare at the screens as BTS did their comeback performance for their new single. It had been a while since you had fallen asleep on Jungkook’s bed, and seeing him on stage like this, you were amazed by how much his features along with his look and attitude had changed over those couple of weeks since you had seen him last. You’ve seen Jungkook and the boys perform countless times before but something about their new album concept and his ability to effortlessly hit those high notes even during a live taping seemed to make you feel like you were standing right in the crowd with army, screaming and rooting for their meticulous performance. They really managed to reinvent themselves over and over again and Mina standing next to you, staring at the screen, seemed to have the same thoughts. “Can’t believe they did it again.”, she mumbled and you could only chuckle at her expression, watching Taehyung with his newly permed hair. “I think you’re drooling.”, you smirked a little.

Taking position behind one of the probs on the side, you felt your nerves kicking in big time and as you looked up and saw Jungkook standing on the opposite side of the stage. He was standing right behind the big scaffolding looking at you and you couldn’t help but crack a smile. He had a cocky smirk on his face and nodding towards you he mouthed a “good luck!”. You nodded with a smile and saw Taehyung pop up next to him, resting an arm around Jungkook’s shoulder. He had always been a ladies man but Tae around Mina was more than anyone could handle. As you were just about to turn your head away to not interrupt their long distance, lovey-dovey moment, you caught Jungkook checking you up and down once, seemingly looking at the outfit you were wearing. You along with the other girls in the band had always hated the little costumes they put you in for shows and concerts and now that you managed to box through your new concept which was a little more straight forward and edgy, you felt more than comfortable in your cargo pants and combat boots outfit, feeling like the bad ass video game character you wish you were. This had been one of those moments you simply couldn’t just let slide so with a smirk on your face, you did a little dance while turning around, letting him know you caught him right in the act of staring. Jungkook seemed to laugh and with a shy smile, he scratched the back of his neck, looking down to the floor. Something about that was satisfying to you and with an equally as big smile, you simply left it at that, looking down yourself. You only now realized how cute Jungkook was when he got really shy and thinking about it seconds before going up on stage, letting it cloud your mind, may not be the best move.

The new concept was the first time you guys had a proper rap part and a completely different concept and for the very first time since your debut you felt like this may be something where people would finally take you serious as artists, not only seeing the girls jumping around in little skirts. You were nervous to see what Jungkook and the fans would say now that the new concept was so different. After coming off stage, completely out of breath from the performance you started chugging down the water bottle that was handed to you by one of the staff.

“That was really… really good.”, Tae mumbled towards Mina who had a safe distance between both of them since their relationship wasn’t confirmed and official yet or for that matter – allowed. “I really like your new concept.”, you started talking to Jungkook. “Your singing has always been great but this timed it’s insane, you did so well.”, you smiled, drying your neck with one of the towels and Jungkook smiled down to you, nodding. He still felt a little confused about your performance and what it had done to him because it wasn’t what he had expected. It definitely was more mature and straight forward but something about it made him feel guilty for enjoying all of you dancing the way you had. He wasn’t supposed to see you that way - rolling your hips wasn’t part of the friendship, was it? His inner urge to suppress the fact that he seemed to be crushing on you even more after that performance, made him feel really shy. He felt like he could get caught for his feelings towards you and his ears started turning pinkish. But what was he supposed to do? He couldn’t help the fact that you looked like one of the characters from his computer game with that little t-shirt and combat boots. It was bad ass and he hated to admit it but he was kind of here for it.

“Are you okay?”, you asked after a moment of him not responding. He seemed to be far off with his thoughts, looking past or through you and only as you called him out for it, he slowly seemed to turn his face towards you again, catching his thoughts. “Yea, sorry.”, he laughed, putting both his hands in his pants pocket nervously. “I really liked it. It looks like you finally managed to perform what you guys wanted to perform for a long time now, the song and concept and all. It suited you guys.” He made sure to include Mina and the others in the conversation as he spoke and with a smile you nodded, thankful he appreciated your hard work. He would’ve told you if he didn’t like it, you knew that. “Also, kind of bad ass you had one of the rap parts.” He nudged your shoe with his a bit and smirked at you. You blurred out what Mina replied to him and just stared at him for a moment. “Bad ass, hm?” Raising your eyebrows you smiled up towards him. “I thought that’s just my brand? Always on the bad ass side of things, you know?”, you teased him quietly with a smile cracking in the corner of your mouth. You still felt the adrenalin from performing and you knew you had to tone down the upfront conversation you were having with him. Watching a figure climb up the stairs on the side you saw one of the staff members scolding you for blocking the way right beside the stage and with a nod and small bow, all of you excused yourselves. “See you.”, you said watching him as he looked over his shoulder while walking down the hallway into the opposite direction. “Bye, noona.”, he replied with a cocky smile on his face before turning around and disappearing in one of the hallways. “Did… he just…?”, Mina asked confused as you stared into the now empty hallway. “Yea… I think he did.”

Arriving back home after all the excitement, you felt absolutely exhausted from the long day. It had been a couple of exhausting weeks and the only thing you wanted to do is to shower and get into a comfy sweater, ready to just order in food and catch up with some cheesy tv dramas. The shower felt like the greatest thing in the world and once you put on that sweater you felt like you were ready to calm down. Preparing an event like this on top of keeping up with your regular schedule had been exhausting and as you dropped onto your bed you couldn’t help but check if the performance had already been uploaded to YouTube. There was always room for improvement. Hearing a soft knock on the door you pushed yourself off of your bed, only to open the door to someone you really hadn’t expected, especially not this time of night. “Hi… “, you chuckle, confused to see Jungkook’s smiley, soft face in the doorframe. Having visitors, let alone male ones, was prohibited at the dorm so seeing his face wasn’t what you expected. “Sorry for just randomly coming over but I really needed to see someone and hang out tonight. And not just six dudes that know everything better anyway.”, Jungkook chuckled quietly and his soft smile made your cheeks feel hot immediately. Now was the moment you regretted your grubby outfit. “If you managed to get that far without being stopped, how could I deny you.”, you joke, opening the door to your room more so he could come in. Trying to run your fingers through your hair you closed the door behind him. You felt a little awkward because he’d never seen you bare and not made up. You watched him carefully as he took a look around the room, taking in the details since he had never been here. He was smiling at the polaroid pictures you had stuck into the frame of the mirror to be able to look at them every day when you got ready. Embarrassing enough you had to admit to yourself, that there were a lot of Jungkook polaroid’s both of you had taken together.

“But seriously, how did you manage to get past everyone?”, you asked nosy, taking a seat on your bed. You watched him as he was scanning the room while he was walking around. “I told them I needed a good friend because I’m not feeling well.”, he chuckled a bit as he looked over to you. He started laughing even more at your confused expression. “Well, are you not feeling well? Do you want to talk about it?”, you sat up a little more straight, watching his every move to make sure you weren’t missing any signs of him lying about how he felt. Jungkook was never the one to dive deep into emotional conversation. Quite the opposite actually, he was a master of keeping how he felt hidden. “I’m not… bad. Just… confused maybe.” He took a deep breath, putting your picture frame with the picture of you and your friend back on the shelf and pulled in the chair from your desk to sit on it. He put his hands in his sweater pocket and just looked at you for a long moment. Jungkook was wearing big sweats and a massive sweater, looking like he had just crawled out of bed himself to come over and see you. You crossed your legs on your bed, looking over to him, waiting for him to start talking. All he did was stare at you though, smiling and as he looked away he scanned the room again. That little moment of him looking away and the smirk that had followed, made your stomach feel all fluttery and soft. You couldn’t help but stare at his hair, looking like he had just showered earlier, making them look un-styled and fluffy, perfect to run your hands through them. Trying to collect your thoughts before you ended up walking over to just run your fingers through his hair, you tried to pick the conversation back up.

“Confused about what?”, you ended up breaking the long silence after a while and Jungkook turned his head back over to face you. It had been a while since both of you had ‘unintentionally’ cuddled while watching the movies and after all that time had passed it somehow felt like you had interpreted way too much into it - as if it never really happened, almost like a blurred dream. “Let’s not talk about depressing things.”, he shrugged it off and sat up straight, stroking his hair back. “Want to do something?”, he added. “Well technically I was about to get ready to order… “, you laugh and he nodded, scooting over to put his feet on your bed. “Let’s order then and do exactly what we did last time.”, he chuckled and you couldn’t help but wonder if he chose those exact words because he wanted to point out he enjoyed the cuddling or if it was mere coincidence and you were the one overreacting.

About twenty minutes later, both of you ended up sitting outside on the roof terrace, unpacking the food delivery that had just arrived. Although it seemed difficult to enjoy a mild spring night out on a balcony in the middle of Seoul, it always fascinated you how beautiful this city could be at night. Opening your soup, you grabbed the little extra packs with the spring onion and chili paste before putting it all in and stirring through it. “So as soon as we got back after the show, Tae told all of us that he was officially in a relationship now and asked the Hyung’s and management for permission.”, Jungkook mentioned, trying to sound casual but you could tell that this was exactly what had been bothering him. You took a few moments to carefully think about how to approach this. “And how did it go?” Grabbing some of your noodles you started eating and watched him as he stirred through his Bibimbap in thoughts, his thoughts seemingly somewhere far away. “Well we’re all okay with it and happy for him, obviously had to talk about how to keep things on the down-low and all that but it was nice. He seemed super happy… ”, he trailed off quietly. “But it made you feel shitty.” You went broad with that statement because it was very personal to make an assumption like that about someone, no matter how close you were. Jungkook looked up at you, flickering his gaze over your face for a moment, only replying with a nod. “Listen… I know it’s not ideal right now with almost all of them in a relationship but I’m sure you’ll find someone you want to tell the guys about.” You smile over at him, trying to encourage him but talking about the possibility of him introducing someone else as his girlfriend to you, made your stomach drop. He looked back down into his food, stirring around some more before eating a spoon full, not replying to your statement and although you really wanted to push it, you felt like silence would be best for now.

Debating on whether or not you should tell him about a date you had a couple of weeks ago which turned out to be nothing more so far anyway, you watched the skyline for a while. It was one of those things you really wanted to talk to your best friend about but at the same time, you knew that you just wanted to see his honest reaction. What scared you was the fact that it may hurt him. “I was out with a guy last month… “, you started before slurping some more of your noodles and the way his head shot up, almost an expression of pure panic on his face, made you already regret your decision. Maybe you shouldn’t talk to guys about other guys. “And thinking about all of this, it made me realize that I really do know how you feel. Alone and all.”, you nodded and smiled over to make him feel a little bit better about the statement. “Who was it?”, he pressed. “I’m not going to tell you because you know him. It wasn’t a bad date… but what’s the point in going out with someone when you know you like someone else? Already regret leading him on.” Almost choking at the honesty of your own words, you open your soda can and look out over Seoul, listening to the absolute silence following all of those bombs you had just dropped on the dinner table. “You like someone?”, he asked hesitantly after a while and looking back over to him you could see the realization seemed to hurt him although he was trying hard to not let it show. “I think I do. Just a bit… confusing to be honest.”, you picked up his statement from earlier, really hoping it was aimed at you and that he got what you were trying to hint at. You really hoped you weren’t making a fool out of yourself right now. A little smile cracked in the corner of his mouth, dropping immediately though as he was trying to compose himself.

Stirring the conversation into safer territory, both of you ended up talking about the performance and the award show, revisiting all the fun things that had happened. It had made it much easier to talk to him again and the heavy tension of unspoken words seemed to disappear throughout the conversation. After finishing all the food you cleaned up before heading back to your room, getting ready for a quiet night in and you couldn’t help but feel excited for the possibility of cuddles. “Are you going to stay a little longer?”, you asked, picking up some of the clothes on the floor and throwing them in the laundry basket to not make it look too messy. In that second the door burst open without a warning and Mina stared at both of you standing in the room like a deer in headlights. “Are you mental? Heard of knocking?!”, you asked loud and she laughed, no sign of remorse whatsoever on her face but her expression changed when she saw Jungkook standing in the corner of the room, looking at her just as shocked and scared as you had two seconds ago. “What’s going on here… ?”, Mina asked with a smirk on her face, eyeing both of you with a meaningful look that made you want to roll your eyes so bad they’d get stuck if you did. “Nothing’s going on we had food. Why are you here?”, you interrupted her harshly before she was able to make any uncomfortable dirty hints towards the both of you being alone in your room and she just took the bait you were handing to her. “We were all thinking about going out if you want to join? You know who is going to be theeeere.”, she announced smirking and your heart started dropping. Jungkook seemed to move a little uncomfortable, putting his hands in his sweat pockets, watching both of you half arguing half teasing each other. “I think we’re going to stay in, besides, Jungkook only has sweats on I bet he doesn’t want to.”, you announced to Jungkook and he lifted his hands a bit defensive. “I mean you can go without me that’s totally fine, we can catch up some other time.”, he smiled and looked over to Mina then, being his polite distant self again that seemed to come out every time someone joined the two of you. “Ach, just put on some of Y/N’s fitted Sweatpants instead of the baggy ones and you look like you always do? No big deal, we’d want you there, come on. Jungkook you’re only a big plus I wasn’t aware you’re here.” She started talking and you could see the little faded love bite on her neck when her hair moved. “Who’s we… “, Jungkook asked her suspiciously, more interested in ‘you know who’ than anything else. Mina, being the gossiper she was, started talking about all the people that were going to attend and you knew that Jaebeom was ‘you know who’ - but Jungkook didn’t and you’d like to keep it that way. You had always thought of JB as someone you found really attractive but since things had changed between you and your best friend, the fact that JB was going to be there seemed more obstructive than helpful. You could see Jungkook’s brain going through all the people Mina had just listed, wondering who it was that you allegedly were excited to see tonight. “Yea I don’t know, I’m not feeling it, Mina.” “We should go… “, Jungkook mentioned to your surprise and you looked at him confused. “Come on, just a beer. I’ll walk you home after.”, he smiled and you looked at him a little suspicious. You knew exactly why he was pushing to go and it was destined to end bad.

Thirty minutes later all of you were sitting in one of the corner booths next to everyone else who had already been drinking and eating since way before you arrived. Everyone seemed to be there, even Yoongi and his girlfriend had left the house tonight. Jimin seemed to rock his happy-drunk facial expression and sitting next to him you chuckled, sharing a couple of shots of Soju with him to lighten up your mood. You knew that this night was going to end like all the other nights because none of you ever finished after ‘a couple of drinks’, ever. Feeling a good amount of tipsy an hour in, you didn’t mind when Jaebeom sat next to you and put his arm over your shoulders as the both of you started talking. You had done it countless times before and you always flirted back but had suddenly stopped after the Jungkook ‘sleepover incident’ a while back. It just hadn’t felt right since then. “Wasn’t expecting you to come to be honest. You’re working a lot lately.”, he said while sharing his beer with you, focused on you and the conversation completely. “I know, but it’s hard to find some time and I like being alone, you of all people should know what that’s like.”, you laughed and he chuckled as well. He dropped his hand off your shoulder, smoothly sliding it down behind your back, resting his palm on your hip. You were tipsy and definitely didn’t mind his touches while talking to him. It’s like you were in your own little world and being lost in the conversation, you had a couple more shots while catching up. This was what you usually did with JB and the alcohol definitely made you forget about the surroundings and your feelings you had so carefully pushed aside for months.

Only when you had to laugh and let your gaze drift across the table, you felt like your insides freezing up. It wasn’t the fact that Jungkook looked at you, it was the look of disappointment on his face when your eyes met that made you feel like you royally fucked up as a friend. His gaze turned back to his bottle of beer before turning back to Yugyeom, whispering something to him. Both of them got up and walked out the backdoor into the yard. It felt like seeing him look at you made you realize that you were cheating on him and all of a sudden the touch on your hip was too much and the conversation felt too intimate. Everything was too close. “Excuse me.”, you smiled, squeezing past JB out of the booth, heading over to the restrooms and you couldn’t help but frown at your own stupidity. If you could have it your way, of course you’d be dating Jungkook right now. Why would you forget about that just because you can’t have him? Why would you flirt with someone else although the person you’d want to be with was sitting right across? Your mind was running wild and as you walked down the hallway without looking up, you only felt a full on smack against your head before stumbling back a couple of steps, holding your hurting forehead. Jimin had just cut a corner and the both of you hit into each other so hard, you could feel the tears. “Oh my god. Are you ok?” He put both his hands on your head to look at your face, checking for an injury. It wasn’t only the impact of him bumping into him that hurt you so bad, it was seeing Jungkook’s face that hurt a hundred times more. The tears welling up in your eyes seemed like a perfect cover for the actual reason you wanted to cry, so you didn’t fight them. “Y/N… “, Jimin seemed a little panicked at your expression, thinking he really hurt you. “It’s not that. I’m fine I’m just… I had too much to drink.”, you tried to stir in and he nodded carefully, stroking over your cheek comforting. Thinking you were drunk was way better than explaining why you were actually crying. “Want me to get Jungkook? He can- “, he started but you shook your head alarmed. “Don’t!”, you said a little too fast and Jimin looked at you with a confused expression on his face. “I mean… don’t bother him. I’ll just go home, it’s all good. Don’t worry”, you replied.

“Everything ok?” Jungkook appeared behind Jimin and the still hurt expression on his face turned into worry once he saw the tears on your cheeks. “Y/N… What happened?” Semi-gently pushing away Jimin, he made you tilt your head up to look at him, his face a bit panicked. “Did he do anything? Did something happen?”, he asked worried and you just closed your eyes to not look at him, shaking your head lightly. The fact that JB hurting you was the first thing on his mind only made you realize how much he must’ve been bothered by him. “He didn’t do anything, I did.”, you mumbled as you felt the guilt creeping up even more and along with all the drinks you had that night, you really felt like going home was the best idea. “She said she’s drunk.”, Jimin chimed in, stroking over your back comforting. “Come on, I’ll take you home.”, Jungkook smiled softly. Stroking his thumb over your wet cheek gently to wipe the tears away. Jungkook shouldn’t have to comfort you like that since you messed up after all. You were the one treating him badly. You saw his face earlier when you mentioned the date, you saw how he cuddled you and yet you acted like you weren’t sure about his feelings towards you. You knew deep down, he had given you all the signs. You read them all and yet you got flirty with someone else. “Let’s go, hm? Maybe you’re just exhausted from today.”, he said politely, trying to make it seem like you weren’t even that drunk although you could feel that you were. Picking up the coats and wiping your face dry to make you look presentable before heading back out, Jungkook put his arm around your waist as both of you walked over to the table to say your goodbyes for the night. The overwhelming response of “booooo’s” made you chuckle. “You all know I’m weak, don’t act surprised.”, you chuckled and high fived some of them before heading outside with Jungkook, letting him lead the way.

“Y/N! Hold up.” Turning around while holding onto your best friend, your eyes feeling hazy and your head heavy you could see Jaebeom rushing out. He looked slightly awkward because of the fact that Jungkook was standing right next to both of you. Although he hated it, Jungkook was polite and took a few steps to give both of you some privacy and you could already feel that this was a bad idea. “Listen, I just wanted to know if you want to go grab some coffee sometime, maybe? I know this is sudden but I’d like it if you could make time soon.” His face and intentions were so pure that it hurt to even think about turning him down but there was nothing you could do. “Thank you so much for asking and please don’t take this the wrong way but I’m very drunk right now and I shouldn’t be making any judgment calls any time soon. I have someone I really like and it wouldn’t be fair to him. I know I kind of led you on tonight and I’m sorry, It’s not that I don’t find you attractive, because god knows you’re just my type, but I can’t go behind anyone’s back, especially my own. Besides that - I’m not allowed to date anyway so whatever it would be between you and me wouldn’t work out. But thank you, I really mean it. ” You smiled up to him, patting his chest once and you could see the embarrassment on his face he tried to cover with a smile.

“Let’s go.”, you mumbled, walking over to Jungkook, wrapping your arm around his waist as he tried to hold you upright while walking home. The way home was silent and you felt embarrassed about the fact he had to hold you but at least it gave you an excuse to be close to him. As he stopped in front of your building, you closed your eyes and leaned your cheek against his chest while he took the keys out of your coat pocket. He fumbled with the keys for a moment and maybe it was just wishful thinking but you were sure he had stalled to open the door on purpose. Standing up straight again you followed him with some difficulties and eventually reached out to take his hand. You could feel him tense up a little bit under your touch and when you looked up, his eyes were resting on yours and you weren’t able to read his expression at all. “Sorry.”, you mumbled, pulling your hand out of his, and for a split second he looked like he was about to take it again but he stepped closer, supporting your waist again and carried you up the stairs to your dorm while acting like nothing happened. He pulled off your sneakers and hung up your coat in the hallway, guiding you through the hallway to your room. “Alright, I’ll go get you some water and vitamins, okay?” You sat down on your bed, looking up to him and nodded as he walked out the room quietly.

Taking your clothes off turned out to be more difficult than you had expected it to be and with a few difficulties, you eventually managed to put on your sleep shirt. Getting up you pushed off your pants inconveniently, trying to pull the tight legs off your feet but eventually, you gave up and ended up sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for Jungkook to return. “Oh shit.”, was all he said as he walked in, turning around immediately at the sight of your bare legs. “Dooon’t. I need your help, take them off, please.”, you said a little whiny and knowing yourself, you’d remember all of this tomorrow and hate yourself for being so annoying and drunk. “Y/N… You’re not wearing pants I can’t just…”, Jungkook started talking, looking to the ceiling. “Yes, you can. They’re legs, I’m not asking you to grind on me. Just pull the legs off for god’s sake.” He took a deep breath, stroking over his face seemingly stressed by how this night had unfolded, and turned around to grab the skinny jeans on your ankles to pull them off carefully. Dropping back onto your sheets you let him pull the pants off before just stretching out on your bed, closing your eyes from the comfort of the sheets. “Alright, do you need anything else? Pajama pants?”, he asked and you turned around, crawling up under the covers, making him fluster even more, raising his gaze to the ceiling until you were tucked into your bedsheets and safe to look at. “I never sleep with pants.”, you mumbled and pulled the pillow in, looking at him in the doorway. “Mh-hm…”, he only mumbled polite and your thoughts started returning to earlier.

“I’m sorry. For all of it.”, you start explaining but he just smiled. “Nothing to be sorry for, you’ve seen me worse.”, he chuckled and sat down next to you, stroking your hair out of your forehead carefully. “All we have to do is take off that makeup and then you can sleep, ok?”, he smiled and touched your cheek a couple more times than he usually would, making the apples of your cheeks heat up. Jungkook left to get some make up remover and while you rubbed your face with the cotton pad, the painful expression on his face made you stop as he offered to help you before you’d reach the bones.

“I’m sorry for flirting with him.”, you said, watching his face carefully as he wiped away the last traces of foundation on your cheeks. “Don’t be, you should flirt with him if you like him.”, he smiled and you knew it must’ve cost him a lot of strength to react as calmly as he did. “I don’t like him though. Not in that way. Not anymore…”, you say and close your eyes as he gently wiped over them to remove your mascara. “You don’t?”, he asked patiently and you shook your head a bit, watching him get a new cotton pad. “I like someone else.”, you say and watched his face close to yours as he wiped over your lip one last time to get the lipstick off. “Yea?” He seemed very patient with all of your talking but you could notice that he was distant about it all. He didn’t want to hear it and forcing things on him usually didn’t end well. “Don’t you like me?”, you asked after a moment of silence as he collected the cotton pads. “What?”, he mumbled as if he didn’t hear you and turned his head to look at you properly. “I said - don’t you like me?” His expression as blank for a moment. “Of course I like you. We’re best friends.”, he countered and wiped over your nose cutely one more time, making you scrunch up your nose smiling.

“But do you only like me as a friend?” You decided to go all in. At this point you were aware all of this could be one of your biggest regrets of a lifetime tomorrow. “Y/N… “, he chuckled nervously and got up to throw out all the cotton pads. “Just say yes or no. It’s okay if you don’t, but I want to know.”, you said, watching him carefully. “You’re drunk, how about we don’t talk about this now? You don’t know what you’re saying.” Sitting down next to you again he smiled while pushing your hair behind your ear gently. “Just tell me.” Your voice turned almost a little angry since he was dodging all the questions you had been asking and although you may have been drunk, picking up the courage to be as honest and vulnerable as you were right now, still wasn’t easy. His eyes were focused on yours and he took a deep breath as he looked away. Stroking over his jaw he seemed to fight his own battle inside but he couldn’t get himself to give you an answer.

“Okay… “, you whispered after a long moment of silence. He didn’t seem to try and say anything and as you could see the apologizing look on his face, you felt a lump grow in your throat. You should’ve known pushing him wouldn’t work out and you should’ve known that getting drunk while feeling the way you did about him was a bad idea but there was nothing you could do about it now. You had said it all and now you had to live with the consequences. “Y/N… “, he said softly, putting his hand on your arm under the covers but you pulled away, feeling too hurt and embarrassed to look at him right now. “It’s fine, don’t worry.”, you mumbled. The least you could do is keep the last bit of dignity.

“It’s not fine. I just don’t want to talk to you about it when you’re drunk… Especially not after getting touchy-feely with Jaebeom. You can’t be mad at me, not tonight.”, he mumbled the last part. Knowing he was right you still didn’t say anything in return, well aware it was childish. “Don’t ignore me… You ignored me all night, that hurt enough.”, he said quietly and you looked over the sheets to him. “It’s not like you came over to sit next to me either, you know.”, you said a little too feisty. Jungkook looked at you for a long moment and simply smiled. There was no point in talking to you when you were drunk and hurt like that and he knew. He got up and smiled down at you. “Sleep well. I hope you’ll feel better tomorrow, okay?” He placed the water bottle on the nightstand closer for you to reach, laying the vitamins right next to it along with a pain killer. You took a deep breath and stroked over your eyes. “I’m sorry.”, you mumbled again and he bent down to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “I know you are, love. And I’m not avoiding your questions but when I feel like telling you how I feel, I want you to remember that I said it.” His voice was soft, barely audible and you looked at his lips to understand what he was saying but got distracted by the little birthmark right under it. “Now sleep well. I’ll bring you some breakfast tomorrow.” The last thing you remembered was his lips, touching your forehead soft, comforting you while everything around you was spinning in circles.

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