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myherowritings · 4 years

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All That Ass

— One night at the gym, you see a handsome guy with so much ass, you take a picture on the sly and send it to your number neighbor, Bakugou, to freak out over. But what you don’t expect is for him to reply with a picture of you from the same gym.

pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader word count: 1,876 genre: number neighbor au!!, fluff

a/n: this is a bonus “what if” scenario based on these asks i received about baku and y/n meeting at the gym while he’s doing leg/butt day LOLOL,, just to be clear, this isn’t a canon part of the nn-verse! it’s just a hypothetical oneshot answering the question “what if they had met this way” AND I THINK IT’S SUPER CUTE!! i hope you enjoy and pls lmk what you think !! xx

“So… Does anyone want to go to the gym with me?” you asked cheerfully, sending a pointed look Shinsou’s way.

You knew Midoriya had already gone this morning (though, if you asked, there was no doubt in your mind he would go again), and Todoroki had just come back from swimming laps at the pool, so your roommate, Shinsou, was your best bet.

Too bad said roommate would rather stay home and play outdated games than workout with you.

When he didn’t reply for a solid five minutes, you poked him on the bicep-- How he actually had muscles considering how lazy he was would undoubtedly remain the world’s biggest mystery.

“Hello? Earth to Shinsou?”

He slowly tore his gaze away from the television, looking up at you from his seat on the couch. “Did you say something?”

Giving him your best smile while fluttering your lashes, you sang, “Does the best roomie in the world want to go to the gym with me?”

“No.” Shinsou hardly blinked.

Your mouth formed a small ‘o’. “Wha--? That’s it? You’re not even going to give an excuse?”

“Nope. Just go by yourself,” he dismissed. “You always talk about how you’re a ‘strong, independent woman’, correct?”

You scratched the back of your neck-- A habit you picked up from him over the years. “Well, yes…”

“And strong, independent women should be able to go to the gym by themselves, right?

The only way you could respond was with an incredulous nod.

“Glad we could agree,” said Shinsou with a wry smile. “Have fun at the gym, then!”

“I… Thank you…?”

And with a slightly confused expression you grabbed your keys and duffle bag and walked out of the door to the recreation center near your apartment, vaguely hearing Shinsou chuckling in the background.

It wasn't until you felt the chilling breeze of the outdoors that you snapped out of your trance.

“Dammit,” you muttered under your breath. How was he always so persuasive? Sure, at times you could be the slightest bit gullible, but regardless, his skills were almost inhuman.

You huffed, shaking your head as you entered the reception area of the gym. After showing the workers your membership and brushing your hair out of your face, you headed upstairs to do some cardio.

“Excuse me, are you done with the StairMaster?” you asked the blond-haired guy wiping down the only open machine.

A bead of sweat trailed down the side of his face to his neck and you had to avert your gaze before he could catch you gawking.

“Just finished,” he said, his voice a gruff timbre that was surprisingly pleasant to the ear. He finished wiping down the handles and nodded your way. “Go for it.”

You beamed, setting your water bottle and phone on the machine to get situated. “Thank you so much!”

He huffed. “Yeah, whatever.”

That wasn’t exactly a warm ‘you’re welcome’, but you shrugged it off with a small smile, stepping on the stairs and starting a light warmup.

You placed your earphones in and played some music to set the mood, ready to work up a sweat. Cardio was a pain, but it was worth it if it meant having a nice butt. (As well as making your heart stronger and increasing your lung capacity, you supposed, but those were mere seconds to the booty gains.)

As you upped the speed and got into the swing of things, you felt your eyes wandering around the room to your favorite part of the gym-- The squat and deadlift area. You noticed a handful of people were littered among the equipment and after your short inspection, you hummed to yourself.

Yup, things were definitely looking good there.

Absentmindedly, you saw your screen light up out of the corner of your eye and you unlocked your phone, briefly checking your messages. Or rather, checking for a certain message from a certain someone.

Still no reply? you sighed, placing your phone back on the StairMaster and trying to distract yourself by looking back at the students doing some leg exercises.

Almost instantaneously, your eyes were drawn to the blond who was using the cardio stairs just before you came.

StairMaster plus squatting what was easily 75 kilograms within ten minutes? You had to stop yourself from practically swooning on the spot. That was some serious gluteal strength he must’ve had.

He was finishing up his current rep of back squats, cheeks flushed pink and hair sticking to the sides of his face with sweat. Not only did he look unfairly handsome, but he had a hot body as well.

His arms were toned with a nice amount of muscles on his biceps and triceps--oh, goodness, his triceps were really something else--and he had impeccable posture as he squatted. (Not that his posture was the first thing you noticed about his squat, of course.)

You were staring so intently at this beautiful specimen of a man that he himself noticed, pausing briefly to try to find the source of the laser beams he felt on his behind. Before he could catch you gawking, however, you tore your gaze away and grabbed your phone, trying to pretend you were on it this whole time.

When he looked away, you sighed in relief, opening your camera app and peering at him through the screen.

You weren’t sure why, but you had a gut feeling your number neighbor, Bakugou, would’ve loved to share this beautiful sight with you. He seemed to be having a bad day and you figured a nice booty would be just the thing to cheer him up. So, really, you only wanted to take a picture of the hot gym guy out of the kindness of your own heart.

After snapping the photo, you sent a quick series of texts freaking out to your ‘bakubestie’ along with an attachment of the image of the blond guy’s backside.

Y/N: *Attachment: 1 Image*

Y/N: HDJSJDJD IK I’M LIKE QUADRUPLE TEXTING RN AND I’M SORRY (but rly what’s new)

Y/N: BUT I THOUGHT YOU WOULD APPRECIATE THIS PIC IDK WHY DON’T QUESTION MY IMPULSES OK

Y/N: i’m at the gym and this hot (albeit a lil bit of a grumpy grump :/) guy is here and woW

Y/N: like i’m just trying to work out in peace but his ass is all “hi there ( )( ) how are you ( )( )” AND I FEEL SO ATTACKED,, how is one person allowed to have all that ass? save some for the rest of us pls bro

After getting a good percentage of your thoughts and thirst out, you let out a sigh of liberation, upping the intensity of the StairMaster to further get your jitters out.

As you continued scrolling through your phone to check for texts from your roommates, you heard a bark of incredulous laughter from the other side of the room. You distractedly looked up, but after seeing nothing out of the ordinary other than the hot guy grinning at his phone, you shrugged and placed your cell down to get back to your workout.

The intense climbing only lasted for about three minutes before you got a text message from Bakugou (which you knew only because his text tone was ‘It’s so fluffy!’ from Despicable Me while everyone else’s was the default chime). A bright smile made its way to your face as you lowered the speed once again, taking a drink from your water bottle to cool down before eagerly glancing at your screen.

bakubestie: *Attachment: 1 Image*

Curiously, you took a look at the picture Bakugou sent. It was one of someone in the gym that looked quite similar to the one you were in, wearing the same workout clothes you were currently wearing… In fact, it looked like the photo was taken just now from inside the room, right next to the squatting area…

bakubestie: Too much ass, huh? I could say the same about you

You blinked, taking a few moments to process just what exactly was happening before you yelped in surprise. “What the--?!”

Your face fumed, head snapping up from your phone so fast you lost your balance and tripped on the incoming stair of the machine. Losing footing, you barely had time to let out a brief, “Oh, shit!” before falling down the StairMaster and onto your butt on the hard floor.

“Ouchie…”

There was a moment of silence before a booming laughter was heard from the opposite side of the room, and a mixture of dread and excitement filled your stomach.

Dread because if your suspicions were correct, the guy from the gym you were thirsting over to your number neighbor was your number neighbor. And excitement because--hello--you were finally going to meet your number neighbor! (That was, of course, if he didn’t run out of the gym at the very moment.) You were so excited that you couldn’t even dwell on the utter embarrassment any normal person would probably be feeling.

The scuffling of footsteps moved closer as you rubbed the side of your hip that landed on the ground.

“Tch,” you heard from above you. You looked up to see an amused expression on the blond gym guy’s face as he extended a hand out to you and checked for any injuries. “You really are a dumbass.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his all too familiar tone, and you winked cheekily at him while accepting his hand and standing upright. “And you really have a nice ass.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes as he fought off the blush on his face, your compliment catching him off guard. “Okay, well-- Now I know for sure it is you.”

With an excited grin, you jumped up and down on the balls of your feet. You were filled with nerves and butterflies and you wanted nothing more than to tackle your number neighbor into the biggest hug you could muster.

“You are okay though, right?” he asked, the smallest hint of worry in his features.

The little crinkle between his brows was so adorable that you just couldn’t help yourself. Your grin widened even more and your face began to hurt from smiling so much. You were certain you looked like a fool, but you didn’t care.

Before you could second guess yourself, you stood on your tiptoes and threw your arms around his neck to tackle him into a proper bear hug. Bakugou was still a bit sweaty and warm from working out--and you most definitely you weren’t looking any better yourself--but that didn’t change the fact that he felt cozy and safe and smelled faintly like your favorite caramel treat at the candy store.

“Yes. I’m better than okay,” you murmured into his shoulder. “It’s nice to meet you, bestie.”

Bakugou froze in shock before letting out a breathy chuckle, slowly wrapping his arms around your waist as you shifted so your head rested against his chest. His hand lingered on the small of your back as he peer down at you with what looked like a smile of his own and you wished you could capture that moment in a frame and relive it forever.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Y/N.”

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peppdream · 3 years

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Just a Dream QnA [Finale]

The final answers all of us are looking forward to :)

This is the finale to my dnf fic “Just a Dream.” Please read that before seeing what’s below, because there will be many spoilers.

Thank you to all the readers that participated! Also a quick warning that this is very long, lol. Anyways, enjoy~

Let’s start off with what everyone’s wondering about… (I swear I never had any intention on making it this long, but I couldn’t help myself okay-)

Sweater Troubles: PLEASE. QnA. COME ON, YOU GOTTA TELL ME WHAT IMP GEORGE THOUGHT OF CLAY. LIKE, COME ON, MAN. I GOTTA KNOW HOW THEY’RE DOING OVER THERE AND HOW THAT MEETING WENT.

urs_mmarie: imp's first impression with clay and vice versa. how did clay react to suddenly meeting imp?

multifandom_psycho: clay and imp’s reaction to waking up after the switch?

chia_aa: How did Clay and Imp react to switching back? and are they happy together? (I really hope they are oh gosh-)

ryuuisnothere: what's imp first impression of clay and vice versa? when did imp and clay realize that the switch happened? how did they react to it?

George quietly watches as the other Dream sleeps, brushing away a blonde strand of curly hair on his forehead. “The other Dream.” Just saying the words brings him such a strange feeling of awe. It was just as he expected: the other George had found the other Dream for him, and they were currently in some sort of hotel room. George’s heart still aches a little, realizing he’ll never see Dream again. All he can hope for now is that, with their successful swap, Dream will do as he promised and confess.

George’s movement, though only a gentle touch, appeared to be enough to wake the other Dream. He slowly opens his eyes, asks in his sleepy voice, “George…?” and George is hit with a full wave of adoration. His voice is just like Dream’s, but more timid. More reserved. It’s the cutest fucking thing ever.

“You are so cute,” George says as much, grinning as he props his head up on one of his arms. The other Dream gives a shy huff at George’s comment, and George feels himself melt a little at how much… quieter he is, compared to Dream. “By the way, we uh… we switched.”

It seems to take a second for his words to register, but when they do, the other Dream’s eyes snap wide open. He sits straight up, blinking with a shocked expression. “O-OH.” A beat of silence. “You’re…?”

“I’m the original,” George confirms.

Clay visibles swallows, then he’s quickly moving away from George, a pained expression on his face. “I-I, sorry, I just—” his words come out in a jumble, sounding panicked and disappointed all at once. “George and I were, I mean, the other George and I were— we were…” he holds his tongue, looking torn. “We…”

George tilts his head curiously. “Are we dating?”

A bright flush crawls up the other Dream’s cheeks, and George nearly has a heart-attack, because wow. Okay.

Apparently this Dream blushes??

“I– yes. No. Well, the other George, I guess… we were? But,” Other-Dream only blushes harder as he tries to explain, “Y-you’re him, I guess, so… yeah? Sorry, I know this sounds confusing. It’s, uh, kind of hard to explain…”

George stops him before he can move any further away from him, placing a hand on the other Dream’s waist. “Does that mean I’m allowed to do this?” he asks innocently, and raising himself so that they’re at the same height, he places a single peck on the side of Blushy-Dream’s cheek.

“Uhhhh….” Other-Dream blinks at him, his entire face a bright tomato red as he tries to compute George’s actions. “UHH???”

George giggles at his reaction. “Sorry,” he grins, “Is that not what people in a relationship do?”

But because Shy-Dream still appears to have short-circuited from George’s kiss, George figures he’ll cut him a break and stop messing around. “I kind of got into a relationship with your other self,” George gets straight to the point. “And you’re basically him, so…” a shrug, “Go out with me?”

It takes a while, but slowly, the smallest of smiles appears on Other-Dream’s face. He rubs his eyes, still looking disbelieving. “Is this just a dream? Am I… am I dreaming?”

George takes that as a yes, and he cracks a smile. “I’m assuming your name isn’t Dream, is it?”

“I… I’m Clay,” he responds, still looking frazzled and in awe. “My name’s Clay.”

“Nice to meet you, Clay,” George greets, holding their hands together. But he doesn’t let go. “I’m George.”

“I know,” Clay replies, eyes wide, “You’re my IDOL.”

And George laughs, because he didn’t expect this. He didn’t expect Clay to be so shy and awkward and mesmerized by everything, and George was just enamoured. There was no other way to put it. Whether it be Dream or Clay, they both fascinated George equally.

It looked like everything was going to turn okay.

Sweater Troubles: AND HOW GEORGE IS GOING TO HANDLE TALKING TO SAP AND BAD ABOUT ALL THIS. PLEASE, I NEED THOSE ANSWERS.

multifandom_psycho: How do bad and sap react?

*on voice-call* Bad: GEORGE! Did Clay manage to change your mind…? Imp George: Nah, I don’t really feel like switching. Sapnap: Oh my god… this is so dumb. Alter, you need to stop being ridiculous and actually think about this. Bad: *hears giggles in the background* George? Is Clay with you right now? Imp George: *ignores the question* Hey look, if I can beat you two in a manhunt, you have to let me keep Clay. Bad: ...what? Sapnap: *snorts* Yeah, okay Alter, you couldn’t even defeat me 1v1. How do you expect yourself to win against both of us? Imp George: Then let’s do it, if you’re so positive you’ll win. Sapnap: Fine, whatever. You have to keep your word, okay? Imp George: I could say the same for you. Sapnap and Bad: *gets totally obliterated in a game of manhunt* Sapnap: What. GEORGE! When did you get so…? Bad: *frowning* ...George? Is that you? Imp and Clay: *breaking out into laughter*

urs_mmarie: how did twitter react to the kiss in the other universe? did imp george release a statement the day he arrived at his universe? how did ppl react?

multifandom_psycho: How did twitter react to the kiss?

AnIntrovertedDumbass: i have one question for alt george: how mad is he with other george for the huge fcking mess LMAO

Brooklynhunter: Bastard man Imposter George, what was your first reaction to the Twitter Drama?

ryuuisnothere: how did imp fix up the whole alter being caught kissing clay thing

Clay: I’m sorry, there was, uh, this picture that’s spreading around on twitter right now… Imp George: *typing on his phone* Oh, don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it. Clay: What are you writing? Imp George: *shows new tweet*

>guys, pls stop harassing him. sure, I haven't uploaded or streamed in a while, but calm the fuck down. Yes, we are in a relationship, and you can't change that. Yes, I came to america to visit him, yes the picture is real. Stop asking. Would you rly make both of us uncomfortable over such a small issue? Please stop. Thanks.

Long story short: Imp George is anything but mad about the drama going around LOL. If anything, Alter did him a favor by pre-establishing the relationship thing. He’ll take these rumors with pride :) (credit: stole most of this from tomaye, it’s rly fitting!)

ryuuisnothere: how did sapnap explain the weird tweet that he did and how did people react to it

Sapnap: *typing a follow-up tweet* >Dream, I swear it was Bad that burned down your house, you have to believe me and george Bad: >WHAT.

Lyrealith_writes: how do clay and impy get along?

multifandom_psycho: Are imp and clay going strong? Did imp and clay have a hard time adjusting or was it natural?

Imp George: Why are you so cute? Clay: *blushes* Wha— G-George. Imp George: *links their hands* See? So cute. Clay: *mumbles as a beet-red tomato* ...thanks. Y-you’re cute too? Imp George: *melts like icecream*

Opposites attract, what can I say.

urs_mmarie: how did imp george react to alt george using a lot(?) of his money? HAHAHA

Imp George: *checks his bank account* wHA- WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL MY MONEY?! Sapnap: oh yeah, he spent like tons of cash to go find Clay. Imp George: *slowly drags a hand down his face, remembering how he had also spent a shitload of the other George’s money* Fuck it, you know what? I deserve this. This is karma.

ryuuisnothere: what does imp think of alter and vice versa (I bet imp is pissed at him lmao)

Alt George: He’s like, the better version of me. Dream: George… Alt George: What? It’s true, isn’t it? Dream: Better at minecraft, maybe. But he’s a shit driver. *pauses* And he doesn’t like coffee milk. Alt George: Wow. You’re right, I AM the better George.

Thal_Chandra: how did OG Bad react to his alternate self swearing?

Brooklynhunter: How did Alt universe Bad react when finding out his other version swore?

ryuuisnothere: what does the prime dream team think of goodboyhalo and him cursing lmao

Bad: Wait. I did WHAT now???! Alt George: *laughs* Yeah, your other self swears, Bad. Sapnap: NO WAYYY! AHAHAHAHAHA Bad: WHAT. You’re kidding me? Why would the other me swear? Dream: Oh my GOD, for real?! What did he say? Alt George: Well, on the first say the swap happened, he asked me “who the fu—” Bad: GEORGE, NO, L-LANGUAGE! Sapnap: *snickering* Should we start calling you Goodboyhalo now? Since you don’t even swear… Bad: nO, oh my goodness… >n<

urs_mmarie: will the bbh that curses use muffin now or smth? LMAO

Bad: Oh my god, you’re such a potato. Imp George: *snorts* WhaT. Clay: *frowning* Potato? Bad: Yeah! That’s what I said! Sapnap: I preferred muffin over this.

Lyrealith_writes: DNF relationship reveal in the prime universe????

multifandom_psycho: do dream and alt come out?

Dream: Do you want to tell everyone about us…? Alt George: I… I dunno. I mean, we don’t have to say anything, do we? Dream: *nods* It’s up to you, George. I’m fine with whatever. Alt George: But, what if we slip up on-stream? Or something? Dream: *shrugs* People will just believe what they’ve always believed. Alt George: *hesitating* But… I think I’m okay. With telling everyone about us. Dream: ...okay. How do you want to do it? Alt George: *uncertainly* ...tiktok.

(Yes, I’m looking at you Orientali. Now this is canon in my head too, thank you. Ref to this fic)

Lyrealith_writes: are they ever going to try and switch again or will they just remember each other fondly?

*on video-call* Alt George: Do you ever think about him? Dream: Who? Alt George: You know… the other me. Dream: *hums, eyes averted* Yeah, of… of course I do. *looks at George* Don’t you still think about the other me, too? Alt George: Yeah. *pause* I miss having a nice Dream to talk to. Dream: *wheezes in laughter* Geoooorge… Alt George: *smiles* I’m just kidding. Dream: *still wheezing* Yeah, I miss having a rude George to talk to too. Alt George: uhm… thanks?? I think?

multifandom_psycho: does clay start playing minecraft with imp?

chia_aa: Does Clay now play Minecraft with Imp?

ryuuisnothere: is clay as good as dream at Minecraft or does he suck (no offense bro)

Sapnap: How are you actually BETTER at minecraft than Alter?! Clay: *embarrassed giggling* Am I really? Imp George: *nodding* Tons better. Be our fourth hunter, Clay. Clay: * silent gasp* What? Are you… are you sure??? Bad: Oh my potato, YES! You should join us Clay!! If you call out to George during the manhunt, he might actually stop for you! Imp George: *blinks, stumbling* N-no, I wouldn’t... Sapnap: He HESITATED!!

multifandom_psycho: where were the first dates?

Dream: Our first date has to be in minecraft. Imp George: Yes, our first date has to be a minecraft date. Alter and Clay be looking at each other like: *what is wrong with these two*

esomettin: well i seriously want to know what imp george thought when he came out to dream about his feelings? i personally think that he was being kinda selfish and he shoulve been thinking before acting. idk if he did, but if he did plsss explain what was going tru his mind.

Imp George: I was just being honest. He asked, and I gave him an answer. Dream: I was JOKING. Imp George: ...so? Would you have preferred it if I lied? Dream: *scrunches up his eyebrows* Imp George: *grins back* Look, I wasn’t expecting anything back from you. I know you’re into the other George, okay? I just didn’t see any point in pretending you weren’t attractive. Because you are. Dream: Oh my god. Imp George: *shrugs* And it all ended up alright, didn’t it? That’s the moral of the story, guys. You should always confess your feelings, even if you know you’ll get flat-out rejected. Dream: ...you’re gonna cause broken hearts everywhere, George. Imp George: Honesty is the best policy.

esomettin: i would like to ask sapnap will he marry me pls thank u<3 this is a really important question btw please add this in i really need to know like literally

Prime Sapnap: yES. Other Sapnap: What? NO. They asked ME. And my answer is yes— Prime Sapnap: Um, exCUSE ME. They were clearly referring to the original. Which is ME. Other Sapnap: Uhm, and how can you be so sure? They didn’t even specify. Prime Sapnap: Well… it was implied. Other Sapnap: Uh-huh. Real smart of you, oRigINaL Sapnap. Prime Sapnap: Look, I’m tired of seeing Dream and George be all sappy with each other, okay? I NEED to get into a relationship ASAP before I vomit out my guts— Other Sapnap: Uh, have you even SEEN my world’s George and Clay? They are so ughckk— ALL. The TIME. Prime Sapnap: … Other Sapnap: … Prime Sapnap: Sorry esomettin, I think I just found my soulmate— Other Sapnap: Other me, let’s get married now.

TheLapisWolf200: What was the reason of the swap? [A/N: I’m assuming the question is directed to the reason for the initial swap]

Alt George: I still dunno for sure. But… it helped me recognize my feelings, I guess? Dream: *intertwining their hands* It was the same for me. Imp George: *smirks fondly* I got to meet Dream. And because of him… *elbows* I met this cutie too. Clay: *blushing* G-George… Imp George: And with the extra addition, the George Gang is now better than ever. *smiles, turning to his friends* I’d say we’ve become a better team after all this, haven’t we?

A more coherent answer: Because of Imp’s status, he separated himself from his friends and became a lonely person (which is why he acts the way he does). The reason for the swap as dictated by the universe (or the fanfic gods?? lol) was actually for his sake, and it was Alt’s job to find Clay so that he and Imp could meet when they swapped back.

[And in case the question was directed to the reason for the final swap-back] The criteria was for both parties to “be prepared” for the swap-back. This not only meant both parties had to be willing to return, but that they both had to accomplish their respective goals. For Alt it was finding Clay, for Imp it was to look and learn from the Dream Team’s teamwork and realize he needed to apply it to his own world when he returned.

So basically… romance was never the goal of the swap LOL. Neither was kissing. The characters chose that path for themselves. Hope this helped explain some things!

Brooklynhunter: Clay, what did/do you think of the personality change of Imp George?

ryuuisnothere: what would clay say the main difference between alt and imp is

Clay: Hm, he’s… *pauses to think* He’s exactly how he’s like in videos. Imp George: And how am I like in videos? Clay: *scrunches eyebrows* ...Cocky and confident. Imp George: *smirks* You got it. Clay: ...and brave, and thoughtful, and caring— Imp George: *shushes, face turning pink* No. Stop it.

Brooklynhunter: Alt universe Sapnap and Bad, you didn't have as much interaction with Imp George but what were your impressions of him?

Bad: I think he was kind of shy at first, but he opened up more after we did that first manhunt together— Sapnap: He is so goddamn COCKY. Bad: Wah- LANguage! Sapnap: We only let him win one manhunt, and he was rubbing it into our faces for the rest of the entire week! Bad: ...you’re just mad that there’s a George out there who’s better than you at minecraft? Sapnap: ...no. Dream: *snickering* He totally is.

Brooklynhunter: And finally, Clay’s mom. What was your initial reaction to finding out Random Old Friend Of Clay turned out to be Pretty Famous and also find that out from the hundreds of pictures of him and your son Kissing on social media?

Clay’s Mom: welcome to the family :)

chia_aa: Oh! and what is everyone's clothing choice? I'm curious on what style of clothing each character has, like would Alt and Imp have similar tastes in clothing? That also applies to Clay and Dream!

Dream: Hoodie and jeans. Alter George: *rolls eyes* So basic. Dream: You just wear t-shirts all the time! Alter George: A-and sweaters! Clay: *shyly raises hand* Jackets…? Sometimes hoodies. No green ones though. Imp George: *steps onto the stage, ears-pierced, hands in pockets* Gaze and be amazed, plebs.

Okay but like, for real now. I like to differentiate Dream and Clay by green vs yellow hoodie. For the Georges, I initially did not have any sort of way to separate them BUT. This amazing fanart has now become my new canon (for imp George, at least), so you can refer to that for an idea of what I’m thinking of :) (It’s a shame I’m only thinking about this now, since I absolutely would’ve inserted a passage about Imp roasting George’s closet if I could LOL)

k3yb0aRdSMaCK: I have questions..... SAPNAPS YES BOTH OF YOU!!! HOW CHEZZY AND CUTE ARE THE DREAMS AND GEORGES?!?!

Other Sapnap: *gags* Prime Sapnap: They’re so gross. Other Sapnap: Yeah, agreed. Other Bad: Their PDA can be a bit much at times. Prime Bad: But, I think they’re kind of cute…? Other Bad: You’re a potato. Prime Bad: Wha- H-HEY! exCUSE YOU.

And that’s everything! That was a lot of fun, haha xD Thank you again for all the love and support you guys gave this story, I’m know I’m gonna miss writing it a ton <3 Have a wonderful day, and happy dreams!

Additional questions after the deadline:

Georges interactions with one another / Dreams interacting with one another

#just a dream #dreamnotfound #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #fanfiction #fanfic #mcyt

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janesramblings · 3 years

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Could you do a one shot based on @aceandnancy 's drabble prompt where their daughter asks when they fell in love with each other and it's the same moment?

oooo i love this!! I saw that prompt and i think jane was going to write something so if i stole her thunder,,, oh well too slow I guess.

“Mom how do you know when you’re in love?” Kate asks her mother over dinner. Nancy sighs. Her twin daughters (Lucy and Kate, named after Nancy’s mothers) were suddenly both very invested in love and romance.

“You feel like you’re hit by a truck,” Nancy says dryly as she spears a potato with her fork. Lucy and Ace are out of town at Lucy’s swim meet, so it’s just the two of them.

“Mom I’m being serious!” Kate objects.

“As am I,” Nancy says, pushing the plate of asparagus towards her daughter. Kate huffs. Unlike Lucy, Kate is very vegetable adverse.

“Okay, so if it feels like being hit by a truck, why do people always want to be in love?”

Nancy considers this for a moment. “Well, maybe not like being hit a truck,” she admits. “It’s more like a really surprising realization, and then you carry on from there.”

“You’re not being helpful here Mom,” Kate says. She got her attitude from her mother.

“I’m taking a leaf out of Grandpa Ryan’s book,” Nancy responds, unaffected.

Kate rolls her sharp blue eyes. She tugs on her coppery red hair, a few shades lighter than Nancy’s. “Okay, well, when was the moment you fell in love with Dad?”

Nancy pauses. Of course she knows the moment she fell in love with Ace, but she’s not sure how to explain why the circumstance came around. Kate and Lucy know their parents are detectives at the Horseshoe Bay Police Department, but they don’t know that Ace and Nancy’s specialized department focuses on the supernatural, a department that came about after Ace and Nancy’s dabblings with ghosts in their teenage years.

“Mom?” Kate prompts.

“Oh right, well, when I was taking my gap year after Grandma Kate died,” (The girls knew about Nancy’s adoption, and they seemed to take it in stride. Their only complaint is that the have three living grandfathers but only one living grandmother), “my friends and I got into a sticky situation.”

“What kind of sticky situation?”

“Well, we angered someone from Aunt Bess’s family, and we were trying to make it right. And your father got mad at me for angering the person in the first place.”

“So you fell in love with him?” Kate wrinkles her pointed nose the way her father does when he’s confused.

Nancy smiles, feeling a rush of affection towards her daughter and the antics she got from her father. “No honey, I realized that I was very unhappy when I didn’t have your father to talk to. Which then made me realize that he was practically the only person I wanted to talk to when I had a problem. Or when I was happy. Or, whenever anything happened really.”

Kate stares at her for a moment. “Okay. That’s cool.” She nods her head once. “May I be excused?”

“Sure, come back if you want to talk or have ice cream with me.”

“Okay,” Kate says, sliding out of her chair. Nancy shakes her head at her daughter as she goes.

Kate runs up the stairs, sliding down the hall until she barges into her room and grabs her phone from her bed. Just asked, she types, it was a rly weird answer, u ask now. She sends the text, drops her phone back onto her bed, and heads back downstairs. Ice cream really didn’t sound that bad now that her mother mentioned it.

The text Kate sent is received by Lucy a few moments later. She looks down at her phone from the front seat of her father’s car. He keeps glancing at her every few moments to make sure that her soaked blonde head doesn’t soil the upholstery of his vintage car. Lucy reads the text, smiles a little, and shifts in her seat to turn to her dad. “Dad?”

“Yeah?” Ace glances over at her to make sure her head is off the headrest.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course. But if you’re asking about your meet again, you did an amazing job, you don’t have to beat your PR every time.” Nancy’s competitive nature is frustrating enough in Nancy, but when it comes to his daughters, Ace feels completely out of his depth. He often laments to Nick that his daughters ended up being mini-Nancys, something that did not vibe with his pacifist nature.

“Oh, well, it’s not about that,” Lucy pauses. “Even though you’re wrong and I failed spectacularly.”

Ace rolls his eyes as he changes lanes. He grips the steering wheel tighter in anticipation for whatever was about to come out of Lucy’s mouth. “When did you know you were in love with Mom?”

Oh. That’s a pretty reasonable question, especially from Lucy, who at one point was determined to to put mayonnaise on the floor of her room so she could slide around like she once saw in a cartoon. “That’s a good question Luce,” Ace says, tapping his fingers on the wheel as he thinks.

“I know,” Lucy says.

He doesn’t answer until he takes the exit off the highway for Horseshoe Bay. “I think it was when your mom took her gap year after her mother died.”

“Adopted mom right? The one Kate’s named after?”

“Yeah, that’s right. Well, your mom angered some person in Aunt Bess’s family-”

“Who?”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Why?”

“Because they forgave us, so.”

“How’d they forgive you?”

“Lucy do you want the answer?”

“Right. Sorry. Carry on.”

“Thank you.” Ace smiles a little as he drives past The Claw. “It was actually in The Claw when I realized. Your mom had gotten us into a pretty bad situation, and I was angry at her.”

“Really? You’re never mad!”

“Exactly. So your mom pointed it, and I told her I was really just scared. It took me a little while to forgive her. And in my anger, I thought about why I was mad in the first place.”

“Wow, I would never think when I’m mad.”

“I know,” Lucy really was just like Nancy. “Well, I was sitting after work and Aunt George came over to ask my why I was sitting like a useless rock.” Lucy giggled. Aunt George’s sharp tongue never dulled, but Lucy and Kate, along with the Nickerson - Fan kids, are never really affected. The same can’t be said for Bess and Lisbeth’s adopted daughter, however. “And I told her I was mad at Nancy and it was killing me. Do you know what she told me?”

“What?”

“That I was scared for her because I cared about her. Well, actually, because I loved her. So yeah,” Ace pulls his car into the driveway behind Nancy’s car. “That was the moment I realized I was in love with your mom.”

“That’s cool,” Lucy says as she jumps out of the car. “I’m gonna shower!”

Ace shakes his head at his daughter as he follows her into the house, pausing on his way to the living room to hang up Lucy’s discarded coat and put her gym bag in the laundry room. He finds Nancy curled up on the couch with a tub of ice cream when he enters the living room. She silently hands him a spoon and the tub. Ace sits, leans over to kiss her, and takes the dessert. “You know Nance, Lucy asked me a really weird question today.”

“No weirder than Katie’s I hope.”

“Well, I’m not sure about Kate, but Lucy wanted to know when I fell in love with you.”

“Really? Kate asked the same thing.” Nancy takes the tub from him, scoops out a heaping spoonful, and hands it back.

“What did you say?”

“What did you say?” Nancy counters.

“I asked first,” Ace points out.

“True. It was when you were mad at me for dragging everyone into the aglaeca stuff.” Ace smiles at his wife. “What?” she asks.

“I said the same thing. I realized that I was scared to lose you because I love you.”

It was Nancy’s turn for a goofy grin to overtake her face. She pulled the ice cream out of Ace’s hands and snuggled up next to him. Ace wrapped his arms around her and kissed her nose, smiling when she wrinkles it. “I realized that I can’t spend a day without you,” she admits. Ace’s smile grows. He knows that saying this out loud is taking a lot of effort for Nancy, so he doesn’t respond. He just pulls her tighter against him and rests his head on hers.

“I love you Nancy Drew.”

“And I love you Ace.”

#nancy drew cw #ace nancy drew #nace #ace x nancy #nace fanfiction

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partyinthemysterymachine · 3 years

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Y,N & J for the fandom meme

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)

Outlast (pointed glance), uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh god i can’t think of anything LOL oof :\ life hard

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

this is about Silent Hill! (wowza)

interpretations!!! i love these idiots very much but i’m also interested in seeing others’ takes on them (esp in art - wanna see!!). since i created GOOMT Harry (and i guess James; he’s also Different bc his hair parts to the opposite side of canon lmfao, wow what an icon) i’ve been itching to see how others would give the characters a good flip.

there are a few artists out there that have done that and thank god for them i love y’all so much

i’ve heard/read of interpretations and i really love them forreal tho i guess art puts it out there visually. makes me sound like a dick ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ sorry for that

Pls Relax lmfao people out there getting Heated over some (not so hot) takes that’ve been around for ages and just get drudged up every few months (or weeks). there are some interpretations of protags that are just straight up ignorant tbh, even tho the games are meant to be interpretive (okay we’re just talking about sh2 here) but honestly, your opinion is bad and i know you don’t feel bad, but jfc at least try to stop projecting for a minute

like listen one of the Big Arguments is Pyramid Head’s inclusion in everything not SH2, and it started with Homecoming since it was game directly after the Silent Hill movie where PH was just there for the cockroaches and skinsuit shaming. since then he’s just Everywhere and kinda loses his meaning and all that jazz, and ofc he’s in Dead By Daylight and yanno

it used to bother me a lot (and still bothers me when we get into certain strands of the topic) but at this point, sure, go ham. dude’s beefy and has a nice ass and he’s just gonna Punish everyone ;)

and related to PH, Masahiro Ito (monster designer for SH 1 - 3 and is the creator of PH) talks a lot on his twitter about what he intended for these monsters in meaning and really getting into the nitty gritty and showing clearer models. this is years post-SH games (1999, 2001, 2003) that we’re now hearing this lore, but.. idk i like hearing it and i def nod along

however there is a good point in saying that he’s not the end-all word of god in the matter since, again - interpretive. i think in some matters he is the word of god and i stick to it and my guns (such as PH). doesn’t mean, also, that i go bonkers over it in discussion or whatnot. i’ve evolved as a person and that also means i’ve chilled out a lot over shit that would’ve gotten me right heated. maturity, man. what a drug.

(except sometimes those really fucking stupid ~hot takes~ about James, like seriously, i really do fuckin hate y’all, interpretive blah blah but you:

didn’t play the game

went into the game with expectations and ideas about what to expect/see already

re: didn’t play the game: engage in discussion and discourse over these hot takes that u rly have no business taking part in unless you’ve done some good research (i got some incredible lore/theory videos that i won’t shut up about so @ me if u want ‘em) bc c’mon man at least have a better idea of what you’re talking about that isn’t from someone else

believe James is a sex-crazy misogynist and i will be screaming

but yeah, it’s chill :3

more fucking OCs let’s GO people just live your life and have fun goddamn

cringe culture is dead until you decide you’re gonna live the cringe but also do it for YOU and that’s so incredibly sexy and big brained

J - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr

Final Fantasy (which then lead to ffxiv via another friend >:\ wanker) when Jase started doin their thing about it and i still don’t know what’s going on but power to you!!!

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

... hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

i mean i don’t care about Steven Universe or Hamilton at all but both seemed to have kinda died down, esp Hamilton, so i’m in the clear 90% of the time

shdohgiosdg i can’t think of anything AGAIN i guess i’m just chillin!!!!

#storyweaverofgondor #thanks ocean!! <3 <3 #you're so lovely

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smorebin · 6 years

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S/S to DAY6 seeing a cute person and deciding to volunteer at the daycare they work at

Anon asked: DAY6 scenario of meeting a cute girl from church & getting close to her by joining the baby daycare & watching her take care of the babies rly well? heheh thank you <33

Notes: I made two adjustments to the ask if that’s okay! I changed it to a gender neutral pronoun because I like to include everyone in my writing when I can, and I don’t know the religions of all the members so I wrote according to the religions that I was aware of! Still, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!!

(wow he looks cute here... UR NOT EVEN MY BIAS JAE STOP)

Jae:

Jae would be hella shy 24/7 around them, especially if he just saw them like sitting in a pew and found out from a friend that they worked at the church’s daycare. Aside from volunteering at the daycare to get closer to them, he would actually realize how much he loved hanging out and playing with the kids.

He was too busy focusing on his fingers hitting chords and strumming against the acoustic guitar strings as the little kids sat around him in a circle singing “Itsy Bitsy Spider” to notice that you had stopped cleaning the mess the preschoolers had made from an afternoon snack. Even if he was singing a childish song, you wouldn’t be able to tell with the way his raspy voice complimented the rather high key. When he finished the song and the children finished clapping and shouting at how well “Jae-Jae” had done, he looked up to see you smiling and applauding him as well. He had to duck his head as he let a blush creep up his cheeks.

Children’s parents had started to show up around 5 pm to pick up their little ones and as he was putting his guitar back in the case he overheard a conversation that you were having with one of the parents.

“It’s so nice to see your boyfriend come in to play the guitar for the children.” The mother smiled at you.

You responded with a slightly blush and a shake of the head. People saw you as his significant other? Do we look good together? Do they like me back? A million thoughts swarmed his mind as he lowered his head to hide his blush as he zipped up the guitar case.

After all the kiddos had gone he was waiting for you to lock the daycare doors as he sat on a railing. Once you were done and appeared by his side, before you could say goodbye he worked up an extra ounce of courage. “Do you want to have dinner with me? There’s this great little shop up on the corner.” to which you gladly accepted.

(what kinda dork is this???)

Sungjin:

Someone who would totally try to act cool and suave around them and totally fail. But in all honesty the kids loved him so he ended up coming on days even when the person he was crushing on wasn’t working in the daycare because he also really liked working with the kids as well. They’ve basically adopted him and the person he is crushing on at this point. They are their daycare “parents”.

Let’s just say Sungjin’s brightest moments weren’t inside the daycare. From letting the young girls put his hair in pigtails and the boys to climb on his shoulders and arms as if he was a living jungle-gym. Then again who could blame him when he was trying to impress you with how good he was with kids. Though, while you were trying to get them to calm down for nap time (with the few older kids helping out) he was too busy play wrestling the five year olds and winding them up. The only time that they would actually tend to behave when Sungjin was around was when he pulled out his guitar and played a soft lullaby for them to fall asleep to.

It was a rare occasion when Sungjin got you to join in on his antics with the children. It was recess time and he was running around in a game of tag with a young group of boys and girls when he suddenly ran up behind you.

“TAG YOUR IT” He said, voice slightly raised, in your ear. Before you could turn around he was already halfway across the field with a bunch of preschoolers on his heels. With a rather competitive spirit, you couldn’t just let him get away with that, could you? So you raced out into the field and beelined towards Sungjin in an attempt to get him back.

The children were running around your feet, happy that you were playing along until you suddenly tripped, before you could land in the mud you felt a strong grip around your waist and looked up to see Sungjin’s concerned face above your own. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to get you hurt.”

When you nodded and hid your blush, he smiled. “Let me take you out to lunch to make up for it one day. I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”

Brian:

Actually didn’t decide to work in the daycare but because there was an afterschool academy in the same complex, he decided to get a job there. He saw it as a double win because one, it wasn’t volunteer work and he got payed. And two, he got to see you every day. So when he walked out to have lunch and he saw you, he ended up spending his lunch in the daycare to which the kids got him to play the piano and sing before he had to go back to work.

He had just started his “lunch” break when he walked out of the door he saw you standing in the hallway struggling to carry in bags of what appeared to be crackers and juice boxes. Before you could topple over and drop all that you were carrying, he appeared in front of you, putting his hands under the boxes and urging you to hand them off to him. “Do you have a lot of kids in the center today?” He asked as you gave a sigh of relief from the weight lifting off your shoulders.

Giving a small hum you asked him about how it was at the academy and he responded with a slow before you went to open the door as he helped you carry the snacks inside. Upon seeing Brian, the kid’s surrounded his feet but when you told them off, they backed away slightly to avoid tripping him.

Once the food was set down he helped you pass out the snacks anf sat with you at a regular sized desk once everyone was fed.

“You know, you should really eat more than a protein bar and green tea, Brian.” You looked up at him from the salad and sandwhich sitting infront of you.

“I’m fine, plus, it keeps my energy up.” He waved the protein bar wrapper infront of your face.

“Please eat, I’m not even that hungry today.” You pushed a half of your sandwhich towards him. “If not I’m forcing you to go to dinner with me, that way I know you’re eating.” Brian had become a close companion since he started working at the academy.

“I’ll guess I have to skip out on the lunch today.” He laughed and threw the snack wrapper into the trash. With a groan he stood up and pushed in the chair before turning to the door. “Don’t forget about that dinner you promised me, Y/N!” He gave off in a sing song voice before saying goodbye to the kids and shutting the door behind him.

(people need to stop sleeping on a smile as bright at the sun smh)

Wonpil:

The exact opposite of Sungjin lmao. Honestly always questioning himself on whether or not he looks or sounds super dorky in front of his crush when in reality is the type to make them blush 24/7 without even realizing it. Loves the kids, the kids love him back. They all refuse to go to sleep unless he is there singing a lullaby.

It was one of the few days that Wonpil wasn’t able to come in and help around the daycare which was rather odd because whenever you had a shift he asked to pick one up at the same time. Something about prior engagements.

It was right around 1 in the afternoon which meant it was time for the kids to take a nap, except all of them were fighting it because “Wonpilie-hyung” and “Wonpilie-oppa” wasn’t there to sing them a song before they could drift off into dream land. After fighting them for the past hour, you went to your last resort which was to call Wonpil in hopes that he would be free enough to sing the children to sleep for few minutes.

Afraid that he wouldn’t even pick up you were surprised that he was on the line after the second ring. “Hey Y/N. Is everything okay, did the other volunteer not come in?” His voice was straining to speak over the obvious background noise that sounded like rather inconsistent bangs to a bass drum and torturous sliding of keys on a piano.

“Ummmm, it sounds like you are busy, maybe I shouldn’t have called.” You were already second-guessing yourself and started to pull the phone away from your ear, ready to hang up, sighing in the fact that you would have to find another way to make the children fall asleep.

“No-no-no, let me just get to a quiet hallway or something.” He quickly cut your small rant off, and soon the strident noises were no longer heard. “Is there something wrong?” His voice came through the phone cracked but still lyrical as ever.

“Ummm.” You hesitated. “I’m having trouble getting the kids to sleep and I was wondering if you could maybe, sorta…”

“Of course I’ll sing them a song Y/N.” You could practically see the beam cross his lips. “You should’ve just asked.”

The children were finally asleep and you were out in the hall in order to no disturb them. “Thank you so much for helping me get them asleep, I know you weren’t exactly planning on having to deal with them today. I swear your voice is the most soothing thing to them.” You smiled. The next thing you knew, a blush was rising through your neck to your temples.

“Is it soothing and sweet to you?” When there was no response on his side he quickly attempted to cover it. “Was that way too cheesy?”

Finally gaining your bearings you smiled. “No, I like hearing your voice everyday.”

(y’all he’s so cute how in el mundo is this possible?!?!?!?!?!?!)

Dowoon:

Ummm he is still a child. Lol, no honestly when he first came in to volunteer, all the kids were slightly scared of him because of how deep his voice was. But soon enough he was the one that they would ask to do weird voice impressions or act like a reporter and a character in a game that they were playing. ULTIMATE KING OF PLAYING HOUSE. But suddenly gets super shy and his voice cracks when the kids ask his crush to play house with them and make Dowoon and them pretend as if they were married. If only he knew how much they were also screaming on the inside.

It was a Thursday night and a couple parents had called saying they had to work a little bit late so you and Dowoon had agreed to keep the daycare open until the last child had left with a familiar face. As a way to pass time for the tiring kids, you both had agreed play a small game of house and the first thing the young matchmakers had done was place you and Dowoon in a VERY domestic relationship.

In order to act out the fantasies of the young ones, you and Dowoon pretended to play the part of husband and wife while they ordered both of you around as if they were directors to a broadway play. Everything had gone as it would have: the usual fight over something petty, the lovely ‘makeup’ hug, cooking dinner together, pretending to eat the said (plastic) dinner; that was until the mischievous kids decided to take a different route. They ran up to Dowoon and you could see the blush rise to his ears despite the low lighting. He promptly shook his head and the children giggled before nodding their heads vigorously. Which he vigorously shook his head even harder. At this point you were curious about what the conversation had been about but before you could ask, the children’s parents came walking through the door and you and Dowoon were forced to lift yourself off your haunches to properly greet the adults.

Once the children and parents were gone, you were finishing cleaning the last of the day’s mess up with the help of Dowoon when the previous sight appeared in the back of your mind.

Bending down to place a toy into its proper bin you called out Dowoon’s name which he responded with a small sound of acknowledgement. Taking it as a sign to continue, you asked him about a conversation with the young sister and brother duo from before. Without a response you figured he wasn’t going to answer but when you stood up and turned around, you were met with Dowoon’s lips meeting your cheek, before quickly stepping away.

“They told me to kiss you but I wasn’t going to do it infront of the children.” He mumbled under his breath before he went back to sweeping the floor for any crumbs.

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astrofireworks · 7 years

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because it’s been at least a month and i’m still not over what they did in hwarang here’s some angsty eunwoo & fluffy bin

it’s unfair

it’s the most unfair thing in the entire world and eunwoo doesn’t know what he did to deserve this pain

he’s been a loyal friend, he’s never done weed, he’s eaten all his vegetables and he’s only argued with his mum once

o n c e

he didn’t even tell sanha off when he caught sanha stealing his cereal yesterday

yet his heart feels like it’s been broken into a million tiny shards and blown away in the breeze like pathetic dead leaves

his hands stab at his phone’s touchscreen, vision blurred, accessing myungjun’s contact number and mj picks up with a very sleepy, “eunwoo? it’s 2am, why are y-”

eunwoo bursts into tears and manages to choke out, “mj hyung, park, swings, now,” and jams his phone into his back pocket before grabbing his coat and shoes

and mj is so confused, but rubs the sleep from his eyes and goes in search for a clean pair of pants

if his best friend needs him then he needs him, no questions asked

he just hopes it’s worth a 2am, fifteen minute walk to the park (in the dark!!!!) by eunwoo’s apartment

eunwoo tumbles out of his apartment, yanking the door closed behind him, and stumbles blindly to the lift, tears still blurring his vision

he doesn’t understand

how nice people in this world get all the shit

and all the bigoted people who perpetuate discrimination are the loudest and get their way

it’s unfair, that’s what it is because no nice person deserves the shit they go through as a result of discrimination

and in under five minutes, eunwoo makes it to the swings in the park, clutching a pack of tissues and his phone

he wipes his eyes on the sleeve of his coat and hiccups, feeling the ache in his heart more acutely than ever

he tips his head back as he begins to swing and searches out the stars

too late he realises he left his glasses next to his laptop

and can’t actually see shit

(i say this but we all know eunwoo’s vision is like 20/20 lmfao)

IT’S ALRIGHT because he can’t see shit through his tears anyway

he sniffles lightly and stares up at the sky

(if decent people with kind-hearts and open minds get to look up at the same sky, why don’t they deserve same treatment as everyone else?)

“um, excuse me--”

eunwoo snaps his head down and looks at the shapeless shadow before him before launching himself into mj’s arms and begins to sob heartwrenchingly

or who he thinks is mj

bin is, to say the least, the most bewildered he’s been all his life

literally one moment he’s walking home from dance practice and humming along to a btob song and the next

he comes across a phone strewn on the ground next to a couple of tissue packets

and being the nice boy he is, decides to return what he found to the owner, who seems to be on the swings

except the owner

oh boy

is currently sobbing his heart out in bin’s arms

a corner of bin’s mind happily notes that this stranger is very beautiful

even when crying

wait

what if this is a test like in beauty and the beast

shut up bin

bin cautiously tugs the stranger into his arms and hugs him

“are you o--”

but before he can finish his sentence the beautiful stranger bursts again into tears

eunwoo: “I DON’T UNDERSTAND”

bin: “what don’t you und-”

eunwoo: “WHY DO ALL THE NICE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD HAVE TO SUFFER”

bin: (slightly alarmed) “aH”

a small part of bin hopes it means this beautiful stranger is now single

wait wh a t hahahahaha bin w h a t

eunwoo: “HE DIDN’T DESERVE TO D I E”

and bin is frozen because a broken heart is one thing but a death????? bin is n o t prepared to handle this

death is a whole new ball game

he’s already pretty bad at comforting someone, jinjin’s told him he has the bedside manner of a rock

he adjusts his glasses and cautiously pats the angel’s back and begins to regret his next words

“um,,,, w ho?”

eunwoo: (incomprehensible wailing into bin’s coat)

bin: mumbling “i’m sorry sir i can’t hear u” while rubbing anxious circles into the angel’s back

eunwoo: “H A N S U N G”

wait

wh a t

“HE DIDN’T DESERVE TO D I E IT’S NOT EVEN DANSAE’S FAULT IT’S SOCIETY’S FAULT AND-”

to say bin is confused is,,,,,,,,,, an understatement, to say the least

hansung???

as in

character-from-popular-drama-that-rocky-watches-religiously-every-week Hansung????

as in acted-by-bin’s-idol-kim-taehyung Hansung?????????

as in died-in-last-week’s-episode Hansung????

this angel is crying and rambling over hansung??????????????????

?????

as eunwoo starts sobbing louder about the injustice of it all, bin panickedly rubs the beautiful man’s back

i mean not that he minds having a beautiful man crying into his arms or anything but

crying this much over a drama character?? bin’s wondering what he got himself into

and at this point the stranger straightens up and rubs his eyes, sniffling

bin shuffles on the spot and gently offers him a tissue from the tissue packs he’s clutching

at least he’s sort of returning him his stuff?

eunwoo: “ah myungjun-hyung, i’m so sorry i called you out for something like this, i just needed someone to hug me,,”

wait

myungjun-hyung?

bin blinks

and shuffles again

“ah,,,,, i’m not,,, m,,yung,g,jun,,,,,,?”

immediately he sees the man stiffen and blink the tears out of his eyes

and squint slightly at bin

self-conscious, bin fiddles with his glasses and his coat buttons

“um”

“i’m sO SORRY ASDFHLKJDHAFKFJ”

“it’s okay, i-”

“I’M S O S O R R Y ASDJLAKJDF I THOUGHT YOU WERE MJ-HYUNG YOU MEAN I WAS CRYING INTO A CUTE GUY’S ARMS THE W H O L E T I M E”

bin:

bin’s brain, slight echo in disbelief: “a cute guy?”

wtf

cue bin coughing and adjusting his glasses and blushing, “it’s alright, it’s really alright, i get what you’re feeling, my roommate cried when Hansung died too”

and then slightly alarmed bin just hugs eunwoo again because ?? HE’S NOT GOOD AT THIS COMFORTING THING but mainly because wow this man is very squishy and is indeed nice to hug

i mean

psh bin what are u thinking

and suddenly a loud voice echoes behind them and bin hastily lets go of the man, quietly cursing the voice out in his head

must be this mj-hyung guy

so bin turns around and a very confused, very short man is standing in front of him, with hands in his sweatpants pockets and a puffy coat on

a smol smol marshmallow

with a killer smile too, he thinks, as mj flashes him a beam strangely reminiscent of jinjin and proceeds to maneuver eunwoo into his arms

bin’s mind sends a telepathic message out to mj’s mind that he is indeed very lucky to hug this human on a regular basis

ahem

“eunwoo, what’s wrong?” and cue eunwoo blubbering into the marshmallow coat

“ah,” bin tries to supply helpfully, “his um... his favourite character died or something...”

and immediately mj lets go on a teary-eyed eunwoo, who nearly flops over from the loss of support

this man would get along very well with jinjin, bin thinks; jinjin let rocky flop to the ground when he found out rocky was screaming about hansung too

luckily for angel-man bin is a dancer woohoo and catches him before he falls too far forward

mj: “you calleD ME OUT HERE AT 2AM IN THE MORNING BECAUSE HANSUNG DIED??????”

rip bin’s eardrums he takes it back this man is way louder than jinjin

but then angel boy looks up at mj with teary, big, shiny eyes and bin’s heart melts immediately and he feels the marshmallow beside him do the same

“oh alright,,,” the marshmallow grumbles and tugs angel boy back into his arms

and so bin just stands there awkwardly, clutching his dumb tissue packets and angel boy’s phone until marshmallow pats angel boy on the back and whispers in his ear and they go in a hushed, rapid back and forth until

angel boy peels away from marshmallow

“ah,,,,,, sir,,,,,,,,,,,,, i’m sorry i cried into your coat, i can make it up to yo-”

and as he stands up bin suddenly realises how tall this angel is and he’s suddenly so grateful his brain decided to catch onto the beauty and the beast idea because while he doesn’t mind being smited by such a beautiful angel he prefers not to be smited at all thank u very much

and so as the angel tugs his phone out of his hands, bin offers up the tissue packets back to him as well, only for the angel to hand his phone back to bin

bin: “???????? :---) what”

bin: brain error 404 not found

eunwoo: “your number?”

bin: brain error 404 not found

eunwoo: “oh, uh, i’m eunwoo by the way?”

bin: wow eunwoo is su c h a beautiful name how ridiculous it fits him so well wow has he said wow yet wow wow wow brain error 404 not found

eunwoo: “uh, so i can make this up to you somehow? i kind of need to contact you to do it,,,” and suddenly eunwoo is sort of lost because this cute guy is just kind of staring at him with his mouth hanging slightly open and his glasses slightly askew and w o w he can’t believe he made a fool out of himself in front of this rly f i t man

maybe he doesn’t want to give eunwoo his number

i mean he literally just cried about hansung into his coat

eunwoo hesitates and starts to pull his hand back

but suddenly the cute guy moves and curls his fingers around eunwoo’s wrist to take the phone from him

and eunwoo’s wrist feels like it’s on f i r e this man is so warm and suddenly he’s smiling at eunwoo and handing eunwoo back his phone with his number in it and he looks like such an excited puppy eunwoo’s brain is wiped and his heart wants to melt

and glancing down at his phone he sees the name “bin” and a note, “later today, right here, 3pm? prepare to talk about hansung.” and eunwoo’s face breaks into a smile, eyes crinkling up

and as the cute guy nods and tugs his coat tighter around himself and hitches his backpack higher on his back and nods a goodbye to both him and mj eunwoo is smiling

he’s smiling so hard he feels his cheeks starting to hurt but he doesn’t really care because !!!! he has a date!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

with a cute guy!!!!!

who wants to talk about hansung!!!!!

yells

i love flustered bin and angel eunwo

i love emotional drama-binge-watching astro

i’m also so so so so soft for hansung don’t touch me

#astro #binu #moon bin #eunwoo #team soap #team s o a p #astro fic #vivi shoots #hwarang spoilers ahead #if you don't wanna see that #MY BABY #CAN U TELL I'M STILL NOT OVER IT #I LOVE MY FUCKING SON KIM TAEHYUNG #btw if u reblog just know i chECK EVERY S I N G L E REBLOG FOR TAGS #BECAUSE I AM A TRASH THAT WANTS 2 READ REACTIONS #I DIDN'T ASK FOR HANSUNG'S DEATH EITHER #DONT MURDER HIM JUST TAKE MY LIFE INSTEAD JESUS FUCKNG C HR I S T #I'M #SO ANGRY STILL

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