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the art of purrsuasion - y. jungwon

jungwon has the purrfect solution for your unfurtunate situation

PAIRING: non idol! y. jungwon x reader GENRE: university au , fluff, friends to lovers | WORDCOUNT: 3.9 k WARNINGS: mild language? nothing rlly

Birthday Café Event!

Jungwon blinks at the sign hanging over the door to his favorite café, willing the mirage to change before his eyes. Not that it would do much considering the walls plastered with large posters of some k-pop idol in various poses, accompanied by balloons and streamers hanging obnoxiously from the ceiling.

The once cozy shop, tucked away in a less traveled street near his classes, had become a constant in his weekly routine. He found comfort in the quaint tables, the soft notes of music and the aroma of fresh baked goods flooding his senses as he grinded through his work. And yet, the café was betraying him now, the bustling crowd of fans indicating that today, his favorite latte and croissant wouldn't be there to soothe the sting of a 5 page requirement.

“Jungwon!” a voice calls in greeting, and he whips around to meet your eyes, catching your quickly falling expression as you take in the packed café. “Woah…what the hell is going on?”

You were another new constant in his life, ever since the first day of the semester. You had stumbled into class late, your hair whipping wildly around you as you quickly slid into the nearest available seat. Luckily for Jungwon, it just so happened to be the seat next to his own. He had slid his notes over to you, receiving a grateful beam in return that had his stomach churning and his cheeks heating.

That same seat was occupied by you the next day, and the day after that, and the next. Until, sometime between the muffled snorts at your professor’s sad attempts at jokes and whispered, “what the fuck does that even mean’s, the pair of you had become friends.

Jungwon was all for trying new things, but what he craved was stability, playing by the rules, routine. You were the opposite, a whirlwind of a person coming into his life with all the force of a hurricane.

Instead of putting up his walls to maintain some semblance of security, Jungwon found himself swept away by your gusts of change, and happily so. Where he once had to drag himself out of bed, fighting the urge to skip his 8am lecture, he now woke even before his alarm had a chance to ring. You were his new routine. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday he would rush to get to class to see you, and every Tuesday and Thursday he would count the minutes until he could see you again.

In a stroke of genius and a slight desperation to see you more often, Jungwon had suggested study dates sessions. You had regarded him with a smile tugging at the corner of your lips and mirth dancing in your eyes. Heat had licked at the apples of his cheeks and he had begun to stutter out an excuse when you had cut him off “Yeah, I’d like that, text me when and where.”

And so, another piece of you slotted into Jungwon’s schedule, study sessions at the café whenever the two of you could squeeze one in. Maybe the two of you had slight ulterior motives but your grades weren’t complaining and you certainly weren't either. Jungwon much preferred your “dates” to class time. It was the only time he could listen to you freely ramble about everything, from your kitten Dalgona to your frustrations, without the sharp glare your professor was privy to shooting at him.

Now, it's been a particularly challenging week, with never ending assignments, a frustrating project and a three hour long lab on top of it all. Jungwon really needs this. Jungwon really needs you.

You can almost visualize a darkening cloud thundering over Jungwon’s head as he shoots daggers at the café. Letting out a laugh, you bump your hip against his to grab his attention, “Hey it’s alright, we can find somewhere else to study, no need to commit arson.”

Jungwon tilts his head inquisitively, “Yeah, but where? They’re doing construction by the Library Annex and the Main Library is across campus. We don’t have many options besides the big cafes but those are just as busy.”

“My dorm is like five minutes away and my roomie’s gone home for the week,” you offer, Jungwon’s eyes widening comically in response. “Unlessssss, you want to stay at this café? Who knows, maybe you’ll get scouted by some big shot k-pop company. Get some fans of your own,” you tease.

Jungwon scoffs, pushing you lightly as his cheeks flush with color. “As if. Alright, if you’re sure it won’t be an inconvenience let’s go to yours.” Beaming in satisfaction, you tug at his hoodie sleeve, leading him towards the direction of your dorm.

He admires you silently, the way your hair bounces slightly with each step and the swift glances you give when you think he’s not looking. As if you think he might get lost despite the firm grip you have on the fabric of his sleeve. For a second Jungwon considers shifting his arm slightly to just interlock his fingers with yours, but before he can, you’ve come to a halt, looking at him in horror.

“Wait! I forgot all about your cat allergy, will you be okay with Dalgona there? Maybe we should just look for another place?” you ask, your eyes round with worry. Jungwon looks down at you, trying his best to stop from melting at your cute expression.

He shakes his head softly in denial, “My allergy isn’t that severe, I think I can handle a couple hours. Plus I’ve been wanting to meet Dalgona for ages anyways.” Jungwon gestures for you to continue leading the way but you merely squint at him skeptically. Huffing in false exasperation he takes your hand in his, pulling you forward. “Come on, I’ll be fine. I mean it.”

Your pupils dilate at the action, flickering to where your hands are now joined. A wave of embarrassment washes over Jungwon and he laughs awkwardly, hurriedly trying to release his hold on your hand.

Before he can, you’ve already interlocked your fingers with his own, holding onto him firmly as you begin continuing your journey to your dorm. For a second, Jungwon allows himself to be tugged along like a rag doll after you.

Even from behind he can see the slight blush on your ears and cheeks as you desperately try to maintain your composure. The wind tousles your hair gently, pushing the strands back to reveal your features illuminated softly by the sunlight. Jungwon feels as if the air has just been stolen out of his lungs and he thinks that if it meant he got to see this view, he would gladly follow you to the ends of the Earth.

It's not until the pair of you have reached your building and are waiting for the elevator, hands still linked, that something odd occurs to Jungwon. Glancing at the receptionist across the lobby, he leans down to whisper into the shell of your ear. “Y/N,” you startle at the feeling of his breath against your skin, looking up at him inquisitively, “Aren’t pets prohibited in student housing? Unless it's a service animal.”

You glance worriedly at the receptionist, signaling to Jungwon to wait for your answer. The elevator door opens with a chime and you hurry in, pulling Jungwon with you.

It's only when the door shuts securely that you begin whispering conspiratorially, “Ok, yes technically Dalgona isn't allowed to be here. But I'm working on getting him written off as an emotional support companion. You don't understand, I need him,” you pout at Jungwon pleadingly.

“Alright,” Jungwon chuckles, swinging your hands together as you exit the elevator, coming to a stop in front of your room, “It’s not like I was gonna report you, I just don't want you getting into any trouble with housing.”

“It should be fine honestly, Dalgona is a really sweet kitty, he doesn't get into much trouble. The only real issue is my RA Renjun,” you gesture at the floor monitor's door down the hall, fit with a shiny plaque and complaints box. “He’s really nice though, he’s just a bit of a stickler for the rules. Which is his whole job so I don’t really have much place to complain.”

You come to a stop in front of your door, shifting to grab the keys from your bag. Jungwon reluctantly releases your hand and you finally fish out your keys, opening the door and leading him in. “He’s been pretty close to catching me, sometimes Dalgona meows really loudly near the door and Renjun knocks. I just act like I’m not here and he gives up. I’ve been avoiding him like the plague,” you giggle and Jungwon shakes his head in exasperation.

Jungwon takes in his surroundings while you set down your bag and fiddle with your speaker until Wave to Earth plays quietly in the background. Your room is cute, a large bed equipped with a fluffy duvet and numerous plushies pushed to one corner, and walls and shelves littered with albums, trinkets and plants. On your pillow sits a small calico kitten, his stare trained on the unfamiliar figure in his territory. Suddenly Jungwon’s caught in an intense stare off, sharp green eyes meet rounded brown eyes, both unwilling to be the first to break away.

The tension is shattered when you suddenly chuckle at the scene, “What are you two doing honestly,” you giggle, scooping up Dalgona into your arms. “I’ve always agreed you were cat-like Wonnie, but I didn’t expect to see this feline face off,” you walk over to Jungwon, lifting Dalgona slightly, “Say hi to Jungwon baby,” you coo softly.

Jungwon offers his fingers for Dalgona to sniff and he does so tentatively, before deeming the new intruder acceptable and nuzzling into his palm. “He likes you!” you squeal happily, looking up to find Jungwon already looking at you with a soft smile. Suddenly you’re all too aware of the lack of distance between your faces, the way his broad stature looms over you and the way his eyes draw you in.

Laughing nervously, you stumble back, nearly tripping on your rug as you try to regain some semblance of normalcy. “Woah, careful,” Jungwon steadies you, his hand resting against the small of your back.

“Thanks,” you breathe out, Dalgona leaps out of your arms with a meow, affronted by your jolts. The movement snaps the two of you out of your daze and you clear your throat awkwardly and step away from him. “You wanna get started on the review outline?” You gather your laptop and notebooks, settling onto your bed and beckoning Jungwon to come join you.

Jungwon nods stiffly, and sits gingerly at the edge of your bed despite there being ample space for him to scoot closer. It's silent, an uncomfortable tension that you’ve never experienced with him stifling the air. Jungwon leans in slightly from his position, struggling to read the notes on the screen and you meet eyes.

You're blinking owlishly at each other when suddenly you both break into laughter, Jungwon doubling over until he's laying flat on the bed, right next to you. “What's wrong with us today?” you wheeze, wiping a stray tear from the force of your laughs.

“I have no clue,” Jungwon smiled sheepishly, “We’re just being a little silly, I don't know why it’s so awkward. Maybe it's the new setting that's throwing us off.” You roll back into your back, mimicking Jungwon’s position until you're looking back into his eyes.

“Yeah maybe it is, we really should get to working though, this assignment is gonna kill us if we push it off any longer,” you grumble shifting back to look at the papers. Jungwon nods in agreement, and this time the silence that settles is warm, accompanied only by the faint sounds of music and Dalgona playing with his toys.

It's hours later and Jungwon’s eyes have started to sting, the letters and words all blurring together. He lets out a sigh, throwing his head back dramatically to rest against your shoulder. You look at him in amusement, knocking your head against his playfully, “Am I losing you to the deathly grips of literary analysis Wonnie?”

Jungwon only groans in response, burying his face deeper into the crook of your neck. Absentmindedly, he thinks that you smell good, warm and slightly sweet, nothing like the scents that usually overpower his sensitive nose. It's kind of intoxicating, like the smell of fresh baked treats at the café, and Jungwon finds himself inhaling you subconsciously.

“Jungwon… did you just sniff me?”

He halts, a prickling heat crawling up his neck, “No?” Jungwon denies meekly, unwilling to lift his head up.

“Oh my god you were sniffing me!” you giggle gleefully, “I don't think you can get any closer to being an actual cat Won, what's next will you meow for me?” Jungwon releases a sound of indignation, backing to splutter a series of denials, when Dalgona starts meowing rather loudly near the door.

Immediately you shoot up from the bed, “Baby! Please don’t.” You grab his favorite toy on the way picking him up and trying best to mollify whatever was bothering him.

There's a loud knocking on the door. You freeze, looking in horror at Jungwon who stares back, equally helpless.

“Y/N! It's Renjun!” you scrunch your face in panic, cursing your luck. “Come on, Y/N you can’t act like you're not here this time, I literally just heard your voice in there. Open up or I’m going to have to get the building supervisor and really don’t want to have to do that.”

“Oh my god,” you whimper, quickly placing Dalgona in your bathroom, equipped with toys and a mat to hopefully keep him occupied while you figure out how to save your academic life. You shut the door as quietly as you can and Jungwon walks over, rubbing soothing circles into your hip.

“Don’t worry we’ll come up with something,” Jungwon whispers comfortingly, but you’re not sure he believes it himself. You smooth your hair, plastering on your most disarming smile and swing the door open.

Renjun’s stood with his hand hovering over the air, clearly poised to knock again. “Heyyyyy Renjun Oppa, it's been a while. I never see you anymore, I almost thought you were avoiding me,” you say brightly, hoping he doesn't see right through your ploy. The hand Jungwon has still resting on your waist tightens just a fraction at your words, before returning again to its ministrations.

“Uh huh I’m sure you did Y/N,” Renjun says dryly, “Can I come in, we need to talk.” Your smile stiffens but you simply nod, inviting him in. He walks in, giving Jungwon a nod in greeting, Renjun doesn't say anything but you don’t miss the way his eyes scour the place, looking for any sign of an prohibited presence.

With a sigh he pivots and turns to you, “Look Y/N I’m sorry to do this when you have company but you know what this is about. I keep hearing meowing from your room and you know pets are against policy. As much as I want to make an exception for you, I can’t. I don't want to get you in any trouble but I will have to file an official report for this.”

Tears prickle at the corner of your eyes as you begin to plead with him, “Wait Renjun please I can explain-”

“It was me.”

Both you and Renjun turn in unison to look at Jungwon incredulously. His cheeks are slightly flushed but his brow is set with determination. “The meowing, it was me.”

“Jungwon, stop you don't have to do this-,” you start but he waves you off, stepping in front of Renjun.

“I, uh get compared to a cat a lot,” Jungwon gestures at his face shyly but Renjun only stares blankly in response. “So I kind of have this habit of meowing, and Y/N finds it cute so I was just doing it to impress her. She just didn't open the door for you before because she wanted to save me from the humiliation.”

At this point you’ve faded into the background, hand clamped in disbelief over your mouth as your eyes dart furiously back and forth between Renjun and Jungwon.

Renjun narrows his eyes, assessing Jungwon fully.

“You do look like a cat, I'll give you that, but you truly honestly expect me to believe that all this time the meowing I've heard from this room has been you and Y/N doing some weird kinky furry shit.”

“I do not have a furry kink,” you protest fervently but are silenced by both guys shooting you a sharp glare, one that clearly says keep quiet.

“It's really not a kink,” Jungwon mumbles before meeting Renjun’s eyes defiantly, “But yes, that's the truth.”

Renjun scoffs in disbelief at the situation, crossing his arms across his chest. “Alright then, prove it.”

“Okay come on, that's too far, Jungwon you don’t-”

“Alright I will,” Jungwon cuts you off brazenly, clearing his throat before releasing a set of meows that sound almost entirely too similar to your kitten’s. Your jaw unhinges and you let out a strangled noise, you’re unsure whether to laugh, cry, or coo at Jungwon. His cheeks are now a bright pink, his hands instinctively coming up to make a claws, his sweater forming cute paws to accompany the image. It's all too cute, and he's doing it all for you, if Renjun doesn’t kick you out first you think you might melt into a puddle on the dormitory floor.

Renjun sighs, pinching his nose bridge before letting his hand drag down his face. “You know what I give up. I can’t afford to be sitting here dissecting whether you guys are actually furries or not. I have an exam coming. Y/N I don't want either of us getting in trouble so if you are hiding a pet, please resolve the issue, or at least find a way to be more discreet.”

You nod feverously, thanking Renjun for not filing a report and basically pushing him out the door. He’s just crossed the threshold when Dalgona lets out a very untimely meow from the bathroom. Renjun freezes, swiveling around to question you further but Jungwon quickly intercepts, “Just saying bye, Renjun hyung!”

Renjun looks as if he’s aged 5 years by the end of your interaction and so he surrenders with a grimace, giving a half hearted wave and walking towards his room. Jungwon and you wait with air lodged in your throats, ears pressed against the wood door until you hear the faint creak and click of Renjun’s room closing with finality.

You face each other, giving a simultaneous cheer of celebration before you jump onto Jungwon. He accepts your hug with open arms, lifting you and spinning you around in utter delight. The rush of adrenaline settles into a lingering flutter, and Jungwon sways you gently from side to side in his embrace.

You're still nuzzled into the soft fabric of his hoodie, when you mumble, “I can’t believe you actually did that. And that it worked. Yang Jungwon, I could quite literally kiss you right now.”

“Maybe you should,” he whispers so faintly, that for a second you question whether you even heard it at all. It isn't until Jungwon’s hand finds your chin, tilting it up to face him and his thumb swipes gently against your parted lips that you realize it's real.

It's with baited breath that you wait, painstakingly, for Jungwon to make a move. “What do you think hm Y/N?” he asks you with a smirk settled onto his face, “Don’t I deserve a kiss baby?” Instead, Jungwon’s rolled the ball back into your court, the decision is yours to make, and there's really never been any other choice. Not with him. Not for you.

You lean in and he meets you halfway, nose brushing against your cheek as he presses a soft kiss against your lips. Jungwon pulls back to look at your expression, the way your breath is stuttered, your flushed cheeks and your widened pupils.

“I’ve been wanting this for so long,” Jungwon mumbles against your lips, capturing them in a proper kiss. The phrase makes your head reel with thoughts, but it's too difficult to try and dissect what he means when his fingers are buried into your hair and he tastes so good on your tongue.

You don't break away until your lungs are burning, parting with a gasp. For a moment you both stare at each other, watching the rise and fall of your chests, not sure what to make of what just occurred, not sure what comes after. Jungwon’s suddenly filled with humiliation at the memory of earlier and he buries his face into the crook of your neck. “I can’t believe it took me meowing to finally confess to you,” he whines softly.

You let out a sharp guffaw, the tremors of your giggles shaking Jungwon’s head. He turns to look at you from his position, pouting playfully at being the subject of your glee. “Was that really a confession, Wonnie? All you did was ask me for a kiss,” you tease as you brush his bangs away from his eyes.

He takes your teasing challenge in stride, straightening to look at you properly, his hands resting on your hips. “I like you Y/N. A lot. You're all I think about and all I look forward to being with. You’ve completely wrecked my schedule, my life and my dignity. Not only have I meowed for you but I'd even go as far as to bark,” he jokes, pinching your waist as you swat at him playfully.

“I know you’ve already got your hands full with one kitty in your life,” Jungwon continues smiling fondly, “but if you’ll have me I’d love to be the second.”

Your face might split from the smile you give him, eyes curling up cutely into crescents. “I like you too, Yang Jungwon. A lot. Honestly, I don't even like coffee, so if I can bear drinking those nasty drinks for you, I definitely think I can handle another kitty. Especially one as cute as you.”

Jungwon beams at the compliment, grabbing your cheeks gently to peck your face all over, when a rather loud meow resonates from the bathroom.

“Dalgona!” You gasp in panic, breaking away from Jungwon to gather your kitty, checking to make sure he’s okay. Jungwon leans against the door frame watching you coddle Dalgona, giving the feline the kisses that were supposed to be his. He scoffs at the smug look Dalgona shoots him at having received all your attention.

You look up at the sound, smiling at the envy painted so clearly on Jungwon’s face. Leaving Dalgona to roam on his own, you cup Jungwon’s cheeks allowing him to lean into your palm. “What’s it take for a guy to get some affection from his girl around here,” Jungwon sighs theatrically in false annoyance.

A laugh escapes you, and you tug Jungwon forward by the fabric of his jacket until he’s flush against your body, his lips a millimeter distance. “You’ll figure it out, I find you can be rather purrsuasive when you need to be.

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joekeeryswife · 2 years

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HI LOVE ❤️❤️

Absolutely love your fics could I please have a Joseph x reader and have josephas a dad fic maybe like they have a family day out and its just like rlly fluffy and it could be like the daughter falls over and Joseph comforts her and it’s just rlly sweet

Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️

Falls - J.Q

hi sweetheart, this got lost in my inbox but here it is so sorry it’s late! i hope this was okay, enjoy <3

you and Joseph had a one year old daughter called Aurora. she was the best thing that ever came into your life. she was the perfect mixture of you and Joseph and you got compliments everywhere you went from how beautiful your little family was. it was a Thursday morning and you were all on your way to the London zoo. the zoo was definitely one of Aurora's favourite places.

since Aurora was only one and was starting to walk, you decided against bringing a buggy as it wouldn't be used and you'd have to lug it around for the whole day. you were sat in the car, fingers laced with Joseph's as he drove, listening to Aurora babble in her own language to you guys. "did that really happen princess? wow that's not good" Joseph said as he took a quick glance at her through the rear-view mirror.

"mama" she said mid babbles before carrying on babbling. "wow mama, you didn't put on her favourite outfit because it's too cold? how dare you" Joseph gasped making Aurora giggle loudly. a wide smile spread across your face as you heard that. her giggles were one of the cutest things you'd ever heard and you were grateful you got to hear them everyday.

you arrived at the zoo and Joseph found a car parking space close to the zoo entrance. even though Aurora was 1, she loved animals. whenever she can't sleep, you put on 'Our Planet' and she will sit there and fall asleep to watching the animals and David Attenborough's voice. her favourite animals were definitely seals, her face would light up every time she saw them on the screen. she would called them 'sees' and would clap her hands in excitement.

you got out of the car and walked around to the side where Joseph and Aurora was and saw him putting her on the floor and he grabbed her hand, allowing her to waddle along with Joseph as he walked to the entrance. you followed the and walked to the other side of Aurora and held her other hand.

"dada dada" Aurora said in a sing-song tone. the thing was, she wasn't even calling Joseph. she would just sometimes say that like she's babbling. you guys walked into the zoo and headed straight for the aquarium to let Aurora see the Seals. she could watch them move through the water for hours and just watching her get excited over them filled your heart with so much joy.

she walked silently as she listened to you and Joseph talk about the next few days which would be filled with interviews for him. "i have three tomorrow, two Saturday with Jamie and then four on Sunday then next week i have to fly to America for this Stranger Things walk through experience. i haven't been told too much about it yet but it should be fine" he said as you followed the path to the aquarium.

"do you know when you'll be back?" you asked, looking over at him. he sighed and spoke up "no. but i shouldn't be away for long. even if i am maybe you guys could fly out to see me" he said, body filled with hope even though he knew the answer. it would be a no. you didn't want to travel for nine hours with a one year old and have her whole routine change. America was 7 hours behind and it would just get her confused.

"you know i'd love to but i can't risk it for Rory" you said, guilt filling your body. you wanted to be with him when he did these things, when he travelled around, but being on a plane by yourself with just Aurora scared you. "i know. it was worth the ask though right?" he questioned, a small smile on his face as he turned to look at you and saw you with a similar smile as you nodded your head.

you arrived at the aquarium and walked to the seals section and that's when Aurora's whole demeanour change. she was quiet for most of the walk there but now she'd seen the small seal swim past the tank, she squealed and smiled brightly. "sees mama" she screamed, excitement laced in her tone as she let her tiny hands fall onto the see through tank, eyes following each seal as it swam past. "that's right sweetheart, they are seals" Joseph said as he bent down to be level with her.

there were a few other people around the tank, their own children being excited by the animals. Aurora stood there, fascination spread across her face as she watched the animals swim around. you let your hand run through one of the two small pigtails on top of her head. "mama" she said, looking at you as her finger pointed to the tank making your smile grow.

"i know sweetheart, the seals are there" you said, bending down to her level. "do you wanna go see some other animals love? we can come back later" Joseph said to Aurora who looked up at him doe eyed. she lifted her arms up so Joseph could pick her up which he did, making you stand up properly. "where'd you wanna go love? maybe we should take her to see the lions" Joseph asked you as you both walked out of the aquarium section.

"yeah let's go there, i think she'll like them" you replied, taking ahold of his hand and stroking the back with your thumb. you guys walked to the lions and tigers section listening to Aurora babble as you walked along. she all of a sudden squealed once she saw the huge lions in their field, obviously excited to see them. this made Joseph jump, she’d only been babbling along quietly and then a massive squeal pulled him out of his thoughts.

“jesus princess, you made me jump” he said as he kissed her cheek, making her laugh loudly. Joseph put her down in front of a glass screen which separated the animals from you and made sure she could see them. “you see them sweetheart?” he asked as she smacked her hands on the glass to hold herself up, accidentally smacking it too hard. “no love, don’t smack it please, be gentle” you said, wanting her to know that smacking things is wrong. she looked up at you then back at the glass where the lions were.

“do you remember what sound a lion makes sweetheart?” Joseph said, knowing she would definitely imitate the lions roar. “roar” she said in a high pitched voice, doing an impressive impression of a lion. Joseph laughed and kissed her cheek as you clapped your hands. “that’s right, the roar” he said, smile growing wider. she could do a lion impression from about 8 months old and it was one of the cutest things you’d ever heard.

once looking at the lions for a while, Joseph wanted to go see the elephants, another one of Aurora’s favourite animals. he stood up and started walking, allowing Aurora to walk on her own beside him. he thought it would be a good idea to not hold her hand so she could get used to walking on her own, that was a bad idea. the ground which surrounded the lions section was pebbly and rough, not a flat surface where it would have been easier to walk on.

she started waddling quite quickly down the path, which was luckily pretty empty, and as she put down her right foot when she was a bit away away from you guys, not to far that you couldn’t see her but quite a bit in front of you, her foot landed on a big rock, making her ankle twist and she fell straight onto her bum, hands getting a scraped a bit from the variety of stones which covered the floor.

one second she was quiet and the next she was sobbing loudly, obviously she’d hurt herself. now when you wee growing up your mother had just dusted off your clothes and picked you back up, making you not think of the pain which made you only cry if you’d really hurt yourself so you did the same with Aurora. she’d never cry if she fell over so this was new for both you and Joseph.

“oh shit” Joseph said, walking quickly to Aurora who was sobbing her little heart out. Joseph picked her up and pulled her into a hug as she wrapped her small arms around his shoulders as she sobbed into his neck. “oh sweetheart, it’s alright” he said, trying to calm her down. you walked in front of Joseph and rubbed up and down her back, soothing her as best you could as Joseph kissed her forehead. “you had a little fall didn’t you” he said, feeling her nod against him.

he felt guilty. it was his idea to let her walk on her own and here she was now hurt because of it. “let me see sweetheart” he said, pulling her gently out of his neck to check her palms, there were quite a few scrapes on them. “oh sweetheart. you’ve scraped yourself up” he said, his left hand coming up to wipe her tear stained cheeks. you’d reached into your bag and pulled out a baby wipe to clean the dirt off of her hands.

“mama will clean your hands okay? she’ll be so gentle you’ll hardly feel it” he said, leaning in to kiss her cheek as you wiped her hands gently, clean of any dirt and bacteria. her sobs increased as you wiped her hands, making you feel terrible but you didn’t want her to get an infection from the dirt, once her hands were clean, you gave them a small kiss and let your hand stroke the back of her neck as she finally started to calm down.

“you okay now sweetheart, shall daddy carry you to see the elephants?” he said, putting a few baby hairs which had fallen out of her pigtail behind her ear and stroked her cheek, a sympathetic smile plastered on both of your faces. she rubbed her eyes gently and nodded, letting her head fall back into his neck. you were so proud of how you both handled that situation, especially Joseph. you saw how much he loved her and how much he wanted to protect her and seeing him run straight to her made your heart swell. you and Aurora were definitely lucky too have him in your lives.

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lovestrucksuggestion · 1 year

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hey, sorry if this is too much or smth, but i really don't wanna tell anything to my friends i fearike it'd be "too real" AND OBVIOUSLY I WANT IT TO BE REAL BUT, i don't know, i feel like i'll jinx or fuck it up somehow if i tell it;;

hello, again, okay so, a few weeks back we had this thesis project 6 per group and ive had converstaions w all of them except for 1.

by this point i was lamenting over a past love, we werent necessarily together since we were like, idk 14 or smth when it happened and its been 7 years, we kinda drifted apart after graduation since i thought 'it wouldnt last anyway' and i kept rejecting their advances for a year or two, but i still liked them;;; anyway back in 2020 we got in touch again and i told them that i still liked them and i was just dumb and all that and they seemed to return my advances and ofc i asked if they were comfortable and not just going w the flow yknow and they said yes so.

i confessed and they said not yet cause of school stuff but they do like me still and so i said id wait, THEN it was all okay since we joke and all that but they always seem to reject when i ask them directly about us or like even just to meet up or smth, and ofc i get it so i try not to bother them too much until valentine's rolls in and they post smth on ig with them and their friends and theres this girl with a solo shot of her being goofy and smiling and i just.

idk i took it as a sign to stop since he always used to do that w me before so yeh.

and then like with school i just got lost in all it and directed every ounce of my passion so we finished some stuff quite early, theres only 2 big ones of them we needed to do so a member suggested to split the work between us six. one of thems easier than the other so i got grouped with the guy i havent talked to, kinda scared abt it but all was fine. i added him (lets call him graham) on facebook so we could talk in messenger about planning what to do and all that, then after i found that he's friends with another group member who happened to be someone im close with, kinda AND they messaged me so i asked whats up cause i thought it was abt the project and they reply with smth along the lines of "nothing, graham's just rlly overjoyed since u addrd him cause he likes u" AND IM WHAT CAUSE IM P SURE WEVE NEVER MET then he follows it up w "ure his type, smart and hardworking" AND I DONT HAVE THE HEART TO TELL THAT IM A FALSE ADVERTISEMENT CAUSE IM RLLY NOT ALL THAT AND IM SCARED OF DISAPPOINTING ANYONE

anyway they let it be and i didnt think much of it cause maybe theyre just messing around yknow so nothing much happened, we finished the project and everything's all right until we were grouped for another thing through our society/club whatevr and i was kinda nervous since its my first time meeting them and everything was fun actually turns out it was graham's bday last tuesday so i greeted him and we joked a bit cause wednesday's the club thingy, i didnt even know what he looked like since his pfp's from when he was a kid

wednesday rolls in and im in the library with a friend, a mutual friend of ours and he said hello to me and i was so happy somehow??? I DONT REALLY GET IT MYSELF I USUALLY TAKE SO LONG TO ACCLIMATIZR TO SOMEONE BUT LIKE THE CLUB THINGY WENT WELL AND WE WERE JOKING BY THE END OF THE DAY AND I JUST, i think i like him as well?? he even asked to take a picture with me he seemed so nervous i wanted to hug him I ACTUALLY THOUGHT ITD BE OUR WHOLE GROUP IN THE CLUB but it turns out it wasnt so !!!!!!

thursday comes and we messaged a bit (he chatted first, abt the thesis) we were in a seminar and i was a bit late that day so i was at the back and our other classmates r upfront w him so never really met, until a friend of mine and i were going home and we MET THEM ON THE TRAIN ISTG MY HEART WAS JUMPING UNTIL I GOT HOME SMILING LIKE AN IDIOT WHILE WALKING

okay sorry but like, tldr, im a bit afraid that i only "like" him cause he liked me first, yknow after i waited for the previous person and evrything for so long and receiving little to nothing ++ i think his expectation of me's kinda high im neither smart nor hardworking im just anxious all the time so i have to do my work quick or else i'll die and some part of me's still doubting his feelings for me as just a prank cause nsjdhbf idk im not really pretty too so whats up why is this happrning but he's so fucking cute (generally) and i am falling as well and im scared cause we'd be graduating in a year so what if this also doesnt end quite well and i end up losing a friend?

i kinda also wanna just come up to him and invite him for a date but yeh :( and yesterday my phone died and i was stoked to meet him but he wasnt at uni so i was kinda sad then i find out the previous person i like messaged me and idk they were kinda flirty and i feel bad if i leave them again cause ive done it once and i was only left with regrets so what if im just repeating history aaaa its so hard to like manage everything too if graham and i somehow manage to be together im not great at balancing things what if i let him slip away or smth

again sorry for this i just wanted to know what other people think i really wanna shoot my shot at the same time i feel like im a people pleaser so yknow what if im just doing this cause of attention or smth idk huhu thanks in adavmce if u answer this but no hatd feelings if u dont thank u boo

Hello, you seem very stressed out! Please take several deep breaths, put on some calming music and remember that none of this is life or death.

First of all, you're right to let this past love go, it's simply not in the cards and I'm proud of you for recognizing that. Throw the whole man away, if he makes you feel bad(even if he's not doing it on purpose!) you don't need that drama.

I'm not going to diagnose you with anything over the internet, especially not based on one interaction, but I will say that in this ask specifically, you are exhibiting pretty high levels of anxiety and worry that it might be good to speak to a professional about. Your university should have free mental health services, if you have insurance you can call and ask what providers they cover, and failing that, there are many therapists and psychiatrists who offer sliding scale coverage for low income patients.

Alright, now that's done, what needs to happen here is something that I know you will not like, but is pretty much mandatory-you need to have a conversation with Graham. It's okay if it turns out you only like that he's interested in you, and when you get to know him you're less into him. You're not asking him to marry you after all. It's also okay if you're not smart or funny or hardworking (I think you're being too hard on yourself, but even so, it's okay).

If you talk with him and express your interest, you can set a boundary on how you like to be complimented(i.e., low pressure compliments that don't comment on your abilities) and specify if you want something casual just to see how you vibe. Even if you graduate, you might stay together, or you might not. You definitely won't know unless you try.

Also, who cares if you want attention???? you're human, that's totally natural. You're not gonna go to Needy Jail for it.

All that to say:

go to therapy

figure out what you want (in general and from Graham specifically. You can do this in therapy)

stop talking to past love

start talking to Graham about what you want

remember that even if things end up less than ideal, it's okay

#relationship advice #love advice #advice #anxious anon #come back and tell me how it goes!!!#im rooting for you!!!!!

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productivityera · 6 months

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15 days of Productivity - REVIEW

So I haven't been posting since I beleive last Wednesday, and so much has happened since then.

We moved house on Thursday! It was very stressful and I'm pretty sure I had a panic attack, but overall, I'm so glad we moved. The house is full of light, the garden is big and open, and my dog loves sniffing around the bushes and stuff 💓

But, one downside was that there was a LOT more work than I had anticipated. I was packing all day everyday, and then studying until sometimes 3am, and still I wasn't studying as much as I wanted to. The thing about moving house is that you can't exactly do an 8 hour day of study.

And then after the move, we still had to unpack, and it took ages to find stuff like my monitor, chargers and a desk. Not to mention, the WiFi wasn't working!! I managed to go to a family friends house to download some lectures, but still, it isn't rlly enough when you want to go onto YouTube videos and discussion boards and whatnot. This was a pretty big deal, and contributed to me not actually getting to my exam.

Saturday came around - I still hadn't made my notes to bring into the exam yet, let alone actually studied. We went to pick up my sister from the airport, which last until 11am. I was so excited to have her in Australia, and I hated that I was thinking about this exam rather than hanging out with my sister who I hadn't seen in 9 months. I ended up filing a special consideration form to my uni to extend the exam date. I texted my friend about it and she was super supportive, and gave me the forms.

That night, we also had a close friends 21st party 2 hours away, and stayed overnight.

Today (Monday,) I had booked a doctors appointment to get a mental health form to send to my uni for special consideration.

What I'm really trying to say that - yes for sure- you can do 15 days, 100 days of Productivity. But it will soon turn to 100 days of burnout if your stressing every single day. Pace yourself, make realistic goals, and look after yourself!

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catlady-ily · 2 years

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dear diary;

sorry for the lack of updates! it's been a mix between busy and uneventful lately and overall i've just been tired.

not too much happened on wednesday - i had some pretty boring classes, but i hear my sport teacher gave us permission to flip off any of the boys from the other class if they catcall us while we're running. i love this sport teacher, he gives me a C just because i actually try in that class (every other semester, i got Ds bc i kinda suck at sport), so that's pretty cool!! and, other than that, i ended up cutting myself again. not sure why, just did.

thursday was a little bit more eventful i think?? idk - we had an icas test first period for english. icas is this testing for extension students and im not entirely sure why we do it, but it did mean not having a normal english lesson, so i can't exactly complain. during math class, something rlly funny happened - so at some point, the teacher explained something, which like always, was followed by a collective "ohhhh" from the class. but for some reason this time everyone started moaning!! and the teacher's response was "well i'm glad you all enjoyed that 😭. after school my family went to ikea!! not completely sure why, but i did get some candles!! i love ikea candles. and the food there - i ate a lot, rlly proud of myself!!! i love ikea.

friday was, well, a bit scary. i started the day by waking up early to finish a science poster that didnt even end up being due that day- halfway through drama class (which is going rlly well btw!! i'm rlly enjoying our performance so far), a lady came to take me out of class for the rest of the lesson and i didnt know why until she took me to her office and sat me down. turns out she was the youth support officer at the school and someone had made her aware that there were cuts on my arm. basically i ended up telling her the full truth, why i started initially, that i wasnt sure why i started again now, it was just scratches with some scissors, etc. then she said she would have to call my mom and let her know for the sake of my safety. although i begged her not to, she ended up calling my mom anyways, and i basically just started hyperventilating and crying a bit bc i was rlly rlly scared she'd be mad. luckily, she didnt seem to be angry at me, just a bit shocked bc she thought i'd been going so well lately and sad bc she didn't want me to be hurting myself. that afternoon she spoke to me about it and said the same thing. she then said she had to tell dad, i begged her not to, but she said that it wasn't something she could hide from him. so, she told dad, and i sat there absolutely terrified the whole time. anyways, it went ok, dad said the same thing that mom did, and they both said that we can maybe talk about it together another day.

saturday and sunday were exhausting - i worked in the mornings (on saturday i had to stay an extra hour because one of the new coworkers wanted to go home a bit earlier) and then in the afternoons i was so tired that i really couldn't do much. i hear from my coworker that she loves working with me bc i work hard and i always get stuff done (contrary to our other coworker, who's older than me and just kinda mopes around the whole time) and that one of our superiors is also rlly happy with my work!! im rlly glad to hear this, means my efforts are paying off :3

my eating's getting a lot better which is amazing!! im no longer hungry all the time, and i think im getting some good food in >w< only goes upwards from here!!!

oki i have to leave for school now, so i'll end it here!

love, kitty 💕

#dear diary #personal diary #diary entry #imtryingmybest #im trying to romanticise my life idk whether or not it’s going well #girlboss

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aziraphales-library · 2 years

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Hi! Thank u for this blog, it really helped me find some of my fave fanfics!!!

That said, I'm looking for something new? Not rlly a classic within the fandom, I guess something by lesser known fic writers. Preferably human AUs. Thank you so much!!!

Let's see!

No Loitering [E] by Epimeliad

It started out as a bad pun, but it ended up as dirty angst:

South Downs Cottaging - Where the sex is at least semi-public, the men are anonymous and Aziraphale is very repressed (but also kind of dirty)

Straightbait [E] by MyHowTheyFly

In dire need of cash, Az agrees to let his friend give him a blowjob on camera.

Everything will be fine, after all, he's straight, right?

~ Mod N

Here are some more...

Imagine Me And You (I Do) by BlackUnicorn (NR)

“Next,” the kid called out and Crowley stepped out of the way, “What can I get you?” “An Earl Grey would be lovely,” the person next in line said, voice practically vibrating with excitement and joy, “Two plain scones. Oh, and some of that scrumptious looking lemon drizzle you have there. Thank you, dear.” Once again, the kid stared, and Crowley couldn’t help but turn around and stare as well – a halo of curls so blond they looked white in the light of the sun, bright blue eyes that shone with unmasked delight, a smile so wide it was almost blinding. And beige. A whole lot of beige. “Name?” “Azra.” If Azra was aware of the attention he was getting from both the barista and Crowley, he didn’t show it, simply kept on smiling a smile that kind of made Crowley want to do all sorts of unspeakable things, like ask for his number, like take him out to dinner, like curl up on a couch with him and eat ice cream straight from the tub while watching James Bond together, like –

An asexual sex worker and a bookseller who doesn't sell books - stranger things have happened, for sure.

Heart Shaped Bruises by ivoryline (T)

Crowley and Aziraphale have been hanging around the same pub since the eighties. At some point, they seem to have fallen in love.

Every Thursday at around 6 p.m., give or take a quarter hour, Crowley finds himself at a little shithole pub called Garden’s Gate. Aziraphale is also there around that time, but that’s not why Crowley goes. He couldn’t care less what Aziraphale does. No, he goes there because he’s been parking his arse in the same spot since the eighties and he thinks he might have a coronary if his boots were to ever grace another establishment’s disgusting carpet. The barkeep knows him, and probably hates him, which suits Crowley perfectly.

dancing queen (guaranteed to blow your mind) by Quilly (T)

Warlock has a secret, and it's that he invited three former staff members from his estranged parents' household to his wedding in the hopes that one of them is the one Nanny is still in love with.

Crowley is just wondering what entity he pissed off to make three of his old flames show up the day before his adopted kid's wedding.

(please) like (me) and subscribe! by miss_minnelli (T)

Channel: Zira Bakes!

Subscribers: 978k

Description: Hi! I’m Zira, a graduate of the Paris Bakery and Pastry School, and on this channel I show you how to make many different kinds of desserts, from rice-crispy treats to creme brulee. Stick around and you might learn a little something sweet! - Channel: ItsJustCrowley

Subscribers: 456k

Description: It’s literally just Crowley. Don’t you dare ask my first name or you’ll be banished to Hell. Maybe I don’t even have one. Anyway here lies my “comedy” and gaming. Stay if you want. Whatever. - Crowley and Zira are London based Youtubers who meet in June of 2019. They become friends...and maybe something more, or at least Crowley hopes so. Follow their journey through Youtube videos, comments, text messages, and AO3 stories.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable wives #human au #mod n #mod d

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peaches-writes · 3 years

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there’s nine days left until christmas

skz of christmas day 1: early morning mass with jisung

member: jisung wc: 1.6k genre: fluff, comedy, childhood friends to lovers au (but the lovers part is so tiny), neighbour au warning: explicit language note: this the one time im making church boys skz happen bc it’s kinda funny + i made a rlly corny joke somewhere there but u hav to squint rlly rlly hard

Having to live in the city for almost 350 out of 365 days a year in order to study at university, you’ve naturally come to appreciate the peace and quiet of the countryside you would spend long stretches of holidays at. From the screeching but natural sound of roosters replacing your phone’s alarm clock to the gentle breeze that doesn’t need you to run around in circles a few times to brush past your open arms, you’re always looking forward to staying with your grandparents in a small mountainside village just an hour away from the main road because of all the healing it has to offer.

Well, maybe except small but constant inconvenience in your visits in the form of your neighbor, Han Jisung.

“Ji, I swear I will drag you out of your bed and take you to church in your pajamas if you don’t get up right now.” You threaten the still snoring boy on the bed you’ve been crouching next to for the past five minutes. Slapping his cheek once more, you frantically try and wake him up again by adding, “Han Jisung, get up now! We’re going to be late!”

Like you, Jisung only visits on Christmases and a few weeks at the beginning of each summer. He stays with his own grandparents who live next door to yours which, in hindsight, sounds like it doesn’t give you much reason to be hovering over him at 3:55 AM on a Thursday if not for the fact that when there’s 9 days left before Christmas Day (aka today), your grandparents want to attend the early morning mass in the town proper but the only means of transportation is the shuttle that only comes at 4 AM.

Jisung’s clearly not a morning person, either, so you can see where your problems currently lie.

“Jisung...” You call his name again between gritted teeth now. You’ve pulled the covers, took his extra pillows away, and switched off the electric fan across the room but to no avail—the boy just groaned, whined, and curled up into a ball on his sleeping bag. “Deadass the only reason I haven’t killed you yet is because your grandma promised me rice cakes again if I got you dressed before the shuttle arrives so wake up, you dumbass, or I’ll turn you into the rice cake.”

In front of you, Jisung only rubs his closed eyes and whines even more. “Five more minutes, baby.” He mumbles under his breath, lazily bringing his bare arm up to his face to cover his eyes from the harsh light flickering on the ceiling.

The nickname has you rolling your eyes and smacking his head. In frustration, you then stand up from your position and walk over to his closet, throwing him his clothes. “I’m going to count down to five and if you still haven’t opened your eyes and started changing, I’m calling Minho in from next do—“

The mere mention of your other childhood friend across the street immediately has the boy opening his eyes and throwing the random shirt over his head.

“You have drool on your face, dumbass.” You point to Jisung with your index finger, chuckling when he aggressively wipes on the area right next to his bottom lip. “The whole church would smell the morning breath through the speakers.”

“Shut up.” He rolls his eyes, sinking into his seat with his acoustic guitar hugged to his chest and a yawn. “What’s taking so long, anyway?”

“The priest who’s supposed to preside had something come up last minute, apparently,” You shrug, flipping through the song book and practicing on the old piano in the mean time. Nearby, both of your grandmas are conversing animatedly with the rest of the choir while your grandfathers have both wandered off somewhere—most likely to the small vendors outside the building. “I’ll give it ten minutes until they get the priest from the next village.”

Jisung groans, finally placing his guitar back on its stand and sitting up properly only to scoot closer to you and rest his head on your shoulder. “I could’ve gotten more sleep at home.”

You immediately shrug him off in response but to no avail. “And who said you can sleep on my shoulder?”

“You woke me up so you take responsibility.” He pouts, linking your arms to hold you in place and adjusting his head on the crook of your neck. “Wake me up when we’re about to start, okay? Goodnight!”

“Ya, Han Jisu—ya!” You tilt your head down to meet his gaze to find his eyes already closed forcibly shut. When you flick his forehead and complain even more, he simply cusses at you and swats your hand away with his free hand. “So that’s how it is...”

“Don’t you dare...”

Moving your hands as close to the piano keys as you can, you then surprise the sleeping boy by practicing on the piano as loudly as you can. Great Amen echoes throughout the entire church, amplified further by the speakers set up near every pew and, naturally, veryone in vicinity jumps in surprise, including your own grandma who drops her fan, Jisung’s grandma who almost topples over in her seat, and even Seungmin who’s supposed to help sacristans this morning with the candles.

“I hate you so much.” Jisung mumbles with furrowed brows.

“Then get off my shoulder.”

“No.”

“Why are you playing a Bb6? It’s a Gm7.”

“No, it’s not.”

You and Jisung squint your eyes at each other as you continue playing through the song anyway. Fortunately, the people sitting in for choir haven’t noticed the small mistakes yet and you’re already halfway through the mass.

“It was a Gm7.” Jisung insists anyway, leaning forward on your piano to look at the handwritten music score properly as he strums his guitar. “Whoever wrote this needs to get their ears checked.”

“You wrote this in last year with Changbin.” You point out, biting down a chuckle. The song then finally finishes and the two of you lean back in your shared seat to wait for the next one. When you look over at the choir where your grandmas have been for the past forty minutes, you see them paying attention to the mass and not at all caring about the two of you arguing. “I’m trying to follow you, dumbass.”

Stubbornly, Jisung scrunches up his nose in denial. “No, I don’t think so? I’d remember if we did.” He defends himself, earning him an eyeroll from you as he then picks up a nearby pencil and writes the ‘correct’ chord on the paper. “Anyway, it’s only the first mass.”

You’d erase the correction on any other day had your grandma cued you again for another song. Sitting up properly (and making sure you elbow Jisung enough for him to scoot away and give you space to play on the lower keys), you then deadpa, “You don’t even remember anything else you write.”

“Yes I d—!” Before his tone of voice could rise up higher and disrupt the entire mass, you make sure to push him back from the microphone nearest to his mouth by placing a hand over his face. “Ya!”

Speaking of your other other childhood friend, you and Jisung immediately trail after Changbin once the mass concludes. Stifling your giggles as you try and blend in with the crowd of aunties who are now talking about where they could eat breakfast together and children who’ve just woken up from napping throughout the entire ceremony, you find your target by the rice cake vendors at the church entrance with the same (almost annual) look of distress on his face.

“Third year in a row.” You whisper to Jisung as the two of you hid in the mini garden right in front of the church. Just a few meters ahead, Changbin is still contemplating on buying the rice cakes. “Do you think he’ll do it this year?”

Next to you, Jisung is quick to shake his head. “Sorry to break it to you, baby, but did you see him back there? He couldn’t even hold the other person’s hand!” He laughs, a hand hovering over his lips to muffle the sound. “I’m pretty sure the rice cakes are gonna take another two years.”

“I did, I saw him! He looked nervous as fuck I felt really bad for him!” You topple over in laughter at this, clasping your hands together. “Ah, Changbin shouldn’t always be hanging out at the rice cake vendors after every mass if he’s not going to buy. He keeps giving them—and us—false hope!”

“Can you believe this guy ditched us to flirt? He can’t even do it properly.” Jisung dramatically scoffs, breaking into another fit of laughs when Changbin walks away from the rice cake vendor at seeing his crush already walking home. “We should ambush him later when we play basketball, ‘no?”

“And you think you can do better?” You quirk an eyebrow teasingly, elbowing Jisung by his side. “Flirt, I mean?”

“Yeah, totally!” Jisung nods with so much conviction and exaggerated determination in his expression that it makes you laugh again. “Stop doubting my skills, Y/N!”

“Of course I’d doubt it, you’re all bark and no bite most of the time.” You scrunch up your nose, making his eyes widen and a string of protests to come out of his lips. “What? It’s true!”

“That’s not fair, you only see me on Christmas and summer!”

“Exactly.” You cross your arms smugly which he squints his eyes at. “So, think you can do better than Seo Changbin, Ji? Prove it!”

Taking your hand in his, Jisung then pulls you up to a stand and starts dragging you over to the rice cake vendors. “Oh, I will prove it.” He rolls his eyes, even going as far as intertwining your fingers before you could even fully comprehend what’s happening so suddenly. “What color of rice cake do you want, baby? Also, you like cheese on the rice cake, right?”

december 17 (lee felix)

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sylvie-writes · 3 years

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Lonely Weekend

a/n: this one is quite the rollercoaster. also a quick psa.

A. I’ve never written for Ari Levinson nor have I seen the movie sooooo...

B. I just wrote this to give y’all a little something and it’s not rlly proofread.

C. And finally, yes this is another Kacey Musgraves song. Just feedin my addiction.

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely feelin' without you

It had been a few months since you’d seen Ari. Almost every night, you’d try to call him despite the crazy difference in time that separated you both. Unfortunately, four out of the seven times you would call, the answer dial would echo in your ear. With a defeated sigh, you’d place the handset back on the receiver, going back to whatever was keeping you busy at the time.

About a month ago, Ari had called you, catching you off guard as he was never the one to initiate the call.

“Guess what, sweetheart! I’m coming home!”

His words brought tears of joy to your eyes, causing your pitiful sniffles to travel through the phone.

“Oh sweet girl, don’t cry! I’ll see you soon, okay?”

After the longest four days of your life, you dashed out of work and straight to the airport. You waited and waited at the terminal for an eternity, puffs of smoke suffocating your nostrils and loudly spoken words surrounding your mind. When you caught sight of Ari’s gorgeous face, all of the nuisances from before didn’t matter, and you practically ran through the crowd of exiting passengers just to run into his arms.

Ari chuckled and dropped his bags, spinning you around in his arms and ignoring the annoyed huffs of the remaining passengers who were trying to pass you both. He pressed his lips against yours in a kiss you both savored.

For a good month, everything seemed right as rain between you and Ari. Things honestly couldn’t have gone better, yet when you and Ari started to fall apart, it happened in small and unnoticeable increments.

Monday, I was gone, and Tuesday, you were working late

Wednesday went to hell, and Thursday kinda had the wait, yeah

So far everything imaginable that could go wrong, went wrong this very week. Reality hit you like a freight train, knocking you out of your blissful little bubble with Ari.

Monday, you had left for a business meeting a few hours away, something you honestly didn’t want to show up for. You spent more time driving than you did in the actual meeting, which was aggravating as they could have sent someone else in your place. You went home that night, hoping to have Ari hold you in his arms, yet he was knocked out cold in bed and you didn’t want to bother him.

The next day, Ari had gone into work as you stayed home, the two of you switching places pretty much. Around noon, Ari had called, saying he’d be working late. It did hurt you just a bit as you had planned a nice dinner for the man. You had even spent all morning preparing food and such. On the phone, you acted as if everything was okay, but this was the last straw and you broke down into tears.

Wednesday, you got some news that you had been laid off. It seemed so surreal and you were just a walking zombie for the rest of the day. The most you had said all day was “yeah.” Ari was a bit worried, but he gave you your space and allowed you to carry on. If only he had seen how broken you were before he rushed out to work.

You spent a majority of Thursday in a weird funk, after all you had been laid off for heaven knows how long. It wasn’t that you were displaying anger or sadness, you were just numb, a blank expression on your face as you went along. Ari had left early that morning and you hadn’t even noticed to be honest. Actually, you hadn’t even noticed it was Thursday yet.

Friday, you were leavin', goin' out of town again

I should see what's goin' on, only got a couple friends

“Hey sunshine, how are you feelin?”

Ari kissed your bare shoulder as you continued to wash the dishes, a small smile on your face. The man wrapped his arms around your waist, placing kisses up your neck, his beard tickling you slightly. Yesterday, you eventually cried out all of your feelings and just accepted your fate as it was handed to you on a silver platter. Now, you were just happy to spend some time with Ari.

You quickly dried your hands on a dish towel and turned in his embrace, running your hands through his long hair.

“Oh Ari. What are we going to do, my love?”

He sighed and placed a gentle kiss on your nose.

“We will figure it out, Sweets.”

Ari pulled you closer to his chest, resting his lips by your ear.

“Oh honey, I hate to do this to you, but I have to leave. Tonight.”

Your heart stopped for a minute and you just nodded, some silent tears streaming down your face and onto his neck. Ari felt terrible, but there was nothing he could say or do that would help. Instead, he just rocked you in his arms until you started to nod off on his shoulder. Gently, he scooped you and took you to bed. Ari had to leave in a few hours, so he dedicated to join you under the covers, spooning your fragile body, much tinier in comparison to his broad physique.

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend (so lonely)

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely feelin' without you

Ari left that night as he had said, kissing you with a passion and then leaving, being pulled away by work. You stayed curled up in bed, even changing into Ari’s most recent tee shirt, snuggling up into his pillow as well. Needless to say, you wished he was there with you. Being in his arms felt like nothing could get to you, whether that be bad news or bad friends. You felt protected and loved when you were with Ari.

Guess everybody else is out tonight (out tonight)

Guess I'm hangin' by myself, but I don't mind (I don't mind)

Saturday rolled around and you were yet to hear from Ari. He should have called you as he was still in America, just a week long business trip, that’s all. You moped along, pulling yourself together even though there was nothing to do. Your friends that lived in town were most likely busy, after all it was the weekend and you should have been busy too. It did get a bit depressing when your negative thoughts were the only thing keeping you company. They made you realize that you were going to be all alone when you needed people the most.

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend, yeah

I got a million things to do, but I haven't done a single one, no

And if my sister lived in town, I know that we'd be doin' something fun

Some would say you had responsibilities to take care of, but you honestly didn’t feel like doing any of them. None of those chores involved seeing your loved ones, instead leaving you subject to the degrading voices in your head. One thing was for sure, and that was you weren’t going to be tending to those at the moment. With nothing to do, you tried calling your sister, the one who always made your day, just by a simple phone call. Unfortunately, just like Ari, when you needed her most, she wasn’t there to answer.

I keep lookin' at my phone, puttin' it back down

There's a little part of me that's got the fear of missin' out, and

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend (so lonely)

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely feelin' without you

You sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the phone as if it would ring from intimidation. Minutes passed and no one called. The little part of you that had hope was crushed and you just leaned back onto the bed, sighing that no one called. Maybe they had forgotten about you. At least that is what your thoughts left you to believe. You knew they weren’t most likely true, so you just shut your eyes, hoping to take a nap and drift off to some lovely dreamland.

I guess everybody else is out tonight (out tonight)

Guess I'm hangin' by myself, but I don't mind (I don't mind)

Everyone was gone, out having fun. You had yourself, and that was enough for now.

You could manage, you’d done it before. But it was different now. Things were tough and you wanted someone to talk to.

But all you had was you and that was enough.

Right?

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend, yeah

Even if you got somebody on your mind

It's alright to be alone sometimes, sometimes

Ari was on your mind, even when you woke from your nap, he was still there. His adorable smile engraved into your mind. You woke up, seeing the sun had set and it was not around nine. With a bit of a fresh mindset, you left the bed and moved to the couch. To pass time, you decided to learn solitaire. It was a last resort, but it was better than taking another nap.

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend (so lonely)

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely feelin' without you

I guess everybody else is out tonight (out tonight)

Guess I'm hangin' by myself, but I don't mind (I don't mind)

After spending an hour attempting to learn solitaire, you tiredly gave up and turned to the tv, flipping through the channels looking for any form of entertainment. As you did so the front door creaked open, although you had just assumed the sound was on tv. Suddenly, a warm hand ran over your sweater clad arm, making you jump in your seat. You snapped your head in the culprit’s direction, your stern expression softening when you saw Ari’s bright smile. His face was illuminated by the tv’s light giving you a clear pathway to his lips. In no time, you crashed your lips against his, grabbing at his shirt and practically pulling his upper half over the back of the couch. Ari pulled back laughing, taking one hand to smooth your hair as you lovingly gazed up at him.

The man swung his legs over the couch in a swift jumping movement. You giggled at his actions, pulling yourself into his lap for a much needed hug.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m here now.”

It's a lo, it's a lo, it's a lonely weekend

Or so you had thought...

#ari levinson #ari levinson x reader #chris evans x reader

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kwantified · 4 years

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nct dream on social media!

excluding weibo, messenger apps, and dating apps

note: this is purely my personal opinion. kinda inspired by my irls :)

mark

he loves to share what he does when he can

on instagram he’s the kinda guy who isn’t really... there

busy boy finding out about news a whole week late

when he posts stories it’s usually like... super vague pictures of music or lyrics he’s working on

probably one or two basic shots of food

AND ESPECIALLY

shares what he’s listening to on spotify I Kid You Not

if mark lee posts a story it’s probably going to be what he’s listening to on spotify

he’s more active on twitter because uh

memes

mostly quoted retweets tbh

his replies are always just “HAHAHAHAHA” or “LMAOOOO” and some goofy one-liner

has mutuals on stan twt because he likes to steal the memes

it’s honestly like ????

tweets mostly in english but korean is always there

you would find him laughing his ass off and why? because one of his mutuals tweeted something off of punhub

“can you perform under pressure?”

“no, but i can perform bohemian rhapsody”

“doctor, it hurts when i do this”

“then don’t do that”

I SWEAR TO GOD THIS DUDE HAS THE FUNNIEST TL

not only because of punhub trust me

he’s mostly on local twt just on about netflix shows and music because he doesn’t have enough to time rlly branch out into one community other than his own

has tried uploading his works on soundcloud but just feels more comfortable uploading covers and stuff on youtube

he’d accidentally get in everyone’s recommended because hey here’s a talented man on the guitar who’s goofy and cute

BUT ANYWAYS

overall since he’s a very busy person he’s not too active, but social media kind of gives him a little laugh every once in a while so that’s great

renjun

say it with me, instagram

the prettiest golden hour selfies

your resident pretty boy

says he Doesn’t Care About Fashion but then posts a body shot of his fit smh

can’t complain because he’s mad fine let’s be real here

he has an account for every single social media out there but isn’t always active on every account

i swear to god he;s made a linkedin account

the way he’s probably made a mf foursquare account…

he’s just such an all-around sociable guy he just has mutuals everywhere

i mean the entertainment industry is all about connections so

go get it reonjeon!

makes an appearance in everyone’s social media like he’s EVERYWHERE

jaemin’s instagram? check. jisung’s tiktok? check! chenle’s twitter? check. he’s in everyone’s mentions fr

his stories are always reposts of other posts and of the stories he’s tagged in

work socmed! he makes his career look so comfy and homey from his posts and stories

was one of those guys who used to be super active on snapchat but gave up after insta stories became a thing

mans stalks more people than you think… he’s just a sly dude

not in a creepy way ofc he just gets pretty lost within the internet

you could actually play any trending tiktok audio and you’d hear him sing along every word in the background… what has this mf been doin??? uhm???

sends posts he thinks are funny to ig and twt gcs

mostly to jisung because he’s the only one who actually leaves SOME sort of reaction whether it be double tapping the text or going ㅎㅎㅎㅎㅎ

likes to visit pinterest every once in a while because it’s like a nice eye cleanse

it’s also good outfit and food inspiration in the cases that he feels like creating something non career related

in general he just likes looking for new ideas and sometimes pinterest is just a great outlet for a visual layout like that

renjun and jisung, THESE TWO

they scour the internet together

goin wild with the crack videos with jisung

jeno

this dude is nowhere

like. he has thousands of followers on instagram and for WHAT

twitter page: empty

snapchat: gave up after insta stories

insta stories: DOESN’T EVEN POST SO WHAT’S THE POINT

but he’s like almost always actively liking everything on your timeline

like... every post on your feed is “liked by jeno and xx others”

WHERE IS THIS DUDE

texting him becomes a game through all the different dm platforms online

like will he open his twitter dms today or will he only answer if you furiously facetime him

some days it’s katalk and somedays he just chooses to ignore you

PURPOSELY SO YOU HAVE TO CALL HIM

anyways when he does post on instagram it’s usually just his surroundings and daily activities

or his cats

yeah

does a lot of things with his friends so you’ll probably find him tagged in the dreamies’ stories

but not anywhere else for some reason

he’s more active on twitter!

he kind of feels more relaxed on twitter since it isn’t based on images

tweets out of context things

like a random “fml” out of nowhere and you’re like okay i guess

pretty vague too

doesn’t really make an effort to make any mutuals because it’s kind of like a vent place for him

stays on private

friends only so... about 30 followers and that’s it

people who follow his Instagram don’t really know his twt so it relieves him a bit

food videos on youtube

not mukbangs but like

very nice cooking videos

like have y’all heard of Nino’s Kitchen

he loves that shit BET

the greatest mix between dry sarcasm, humorous attacks and beautiful food

mans just likes real life interactions i guess

haechan

youtube addict!

gamer haechan

he could spend DAYS on youtube and just forget about time and space altogether

just finds the best rabbit holes to go into from music to snails to gaming to fancams

also on tiktok but his tiktok is on instagram ya feel

finds it stupid but so, so entertaining

loves watching those makeup and art tiktoks because they’re so well done

humor tiktoks on his explore page

number one edit fanatic

mans loves watching edits on instagram and how they’re so well made like

he’s truly one to appreciate art

his stories are uploaded on the weirdest times of day

want a video of him serenading the camera at two in the morning? sign yourself up

twitter is lowkey his diary

he just tweets whatever is happening all day errday

sometimes he completely forgets about the existence of twitter altogether so there are days where he’s on twitter every second but there are weeks where it’s just CRICKETS

loves to listen to other people’s playlists

open to new vibes (but no hateful vibes!)

still does snapchat streaks... hm

and who might he be talking to?

his snapchat streaks are always the same shot of the window or some scenery from his apartment

the kind of guy who snaps you until goddamn 4am

make room for online boyfriend hyuck

goes on twitch for the fun of it when he’s too busy to play

finds it real satisfying to just see the streamers engage with the audience while being real good at what they do

either way he’s just always on youtube but when he isn’t he’s usually just consuming content instead of uploading content

but when he does post anything it’s like quality!!

jaemin

unlike jeno, this man is EVERYWHERE

and when i mean everywhere i mean he’s also on letterboxd (!!!) and soundcloud

maybe this is just an excuse for me to force the jaemin film and photography student agenda

this man has customised every part of every profile on social media

except for linkedin

folks, his instagram is just pictures of everyone else but him

even on soundcloud his self-written songs are sung by other members in nct

his insta stories are the only place you can actually hear his voice

insta stories are just food and friends

and by friends i mean wtf moments at the dream dorm

memes all over twitter

steals memes pretty regularly

like he’d always like the tweets before stealing and those tweets would always end up in your tl so whenever he uses those memes in your convos it’s just like

aHa i see

posts “mood” tweets

mostly replies to other people rather than making his own tweets

loves to do deep dives on youtube because he always discovers the cutest music

also gets the best inspiration from youtube

has a few favourite youtubers and genuinely appreciates their content

again, inspiration

watches lots of movies but doesn’t really leave any reviews so he just gives a few stars (or none) on letterboxd

the kind of guy who’s glued to his phone

i don’t blame him

his phone is full of content

still on snapchat apparently

but he’s the kind of dude that just sends streaks every day and updates his snapchat story like never

his streaks... lmao

usually goes for a black screen with a plain “s” or just a random shot of his bedsheets

but if he considers you a close friend he might get distracted and send you a bunch of videos of him playing with filters

he really does think they’re quite the fascination

maybe he’s just bored lol social media is pretty expansive

chenle

he’s like jeno but gives less fucks

so... instagram and twitter are equally chaotic

such a mood

just makes you go WHAT IS THIS DUDE UP TO

this dude is usually just Chillin

and he gets bored so he just brain farts into twitter

whenever there’s a basketball game he’s watching he’ll fill your entire timeline with out of context reactions

also kind of a random out of context dude who posts things at the weirdest times of the day/night

doesn’t give enough fucks to go on private

gets a lot of followers on twt solely because so many people find his life so fascinating like hm...

what might zhong chenle be doing at this time of day

on instagram it’s kind of a different story because uh he might have to think twice about whether or not he wants a certain picture on his feed

but then again, no fucks

so he’s like meh okay sure i’ll post it

pics of food and places he’s been to and laid back selfies and #tbt type beat

NOT WAYV’S TURN BACK TIME I MEAN THROWBACK THURSDAY

but he does a lot of promo for nct and wayv

get that bag boy!

chenle on instagram is like hyuck on twitter: he can go weeks being completely inactive but one day he suddenly remembers the existence of instagram and posts five pictures in a day

all with either no caption or like the vaguest “ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ” or “哈哈哈哈”

if y’all have seen his weibo then y’all would know his twt would be filled with “哈哈哈哈哈”

mentions everyone (especially jisung) in each and every single one of his insta stories

replies to random comments

eternal chenle menpa how bout that

goes on wattpad and ao3 for the fun of it

actually kind of enjoys some of the work on wattpad... his fav trope is enemies to lovers

that one mutual that casually likes all your tweets

he would literally spam like all your pictures/tweets as soon as you guys become mutuals and it’s sweet

comments on everything

always dragged in jisung’s tiktok antics

knows all the tiktok dances by heart even though it looks like he’s so unbothered

thinks tiktok is cringey but HIGHKEY gets into it

jisung

now this dude is on tiktok but he doesn’t really fetch for clout

he likes doing short freestyles

the challenges are cool too and he’s had a few mutuals on tiktok so that’s nice

but this dude screams TWITTER and YOUTUBE

watches shit like vox and jubilee because it’s so interesting to him

has been through a vsauce phase but eventually got bored because they didn’t upload a lot

youtube is there for his deep dives and curiosities

also is subscribed to a lot of youtubers so his recommended page is super diverse

comments on videos with the most candid thoughts

youtube has been a big part of him honestly especially as a child who didn’t really get a formal education

he’s just kind of learning from the internet

doesn’t bother with instagram because... he can post pictures on twt too...

eventually gets instagram anyways so

the pictures/videos jisung sends on lysn bubble are literally his insta feed

but on twitter he’s just kind of vibin

says he goes on twt 5 times a day so there we go

likes those generational tweets and tiktoks that go like

“kids born after 2005 will never understand this”

his retweets bruv

he just retweets funny one liner replies from viral tweets

also keeps up with the news (ehem this was the boy on the political section of daily korean news let’s hear it)

rather than just korea he’s pretty interested in international news too so he’s a pretty outspoken guy

doesn’t really do a lot of tweeting himself though since he just kind of goes “헐” or “대박” or “ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ”

him and renjun are youtube buddies just because. yes.

usually spirals into crack compilations

like renjun, he’s also seen pretty often in other members’ mentions

ESPECIALLY CHENLE THIS DUDE WONT SHUT UP ABOUT JISUNG

but he honestly really likes being mentioned and being active online because he’s spent most of his life either practicing or online so

feels like home huh

kinda gen z spirit there lmao

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kxllerblond · 3 years

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i rlly do appreciate y’all and that you write with me and i love your muses and i don’t want there to be any doubt about that. writing conflictions just happen that just part of rping and working through them is also part of writing in general. im going to be try and be better about trying to talk about them privately when they first happen instead of letting them build up to the point where this feels like the only way.

on a different and lighter note. reply spam is set for thursday. i havent gotten every draft done but i am down to single digits now at least.

#i preach open communication and i mEAN it but man imma be honest #ive had people react very negatively when i approached them and just went like hey can u not godmode my muse and it's kind of really put #a damper on my ability to approach ppl like that again #i do not like conflict. in a perfect world there would just be normal convos but idk #i get it. muses can be very personal to people and having someone go. hey there are conflictions here #can come across as a personal attack ig. but like it still makes starting those convos hard for me #shgdjfgdfg ok ok no more negative shit ive said my piece #smooches all of u. im gonna lurk for a bit

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hufflautia · 4 years

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Hope you’ve had a great day today 💛

funnily enough, i literally just stopped crying. today was a bad day, I don't know

why but my anxiety was just quite bad today and I was panicking before school started. something happened in my first class and I overthink a lot, so my mind was like, “oh my god why did they write your name last, do they hate me, am I boring, am I forgetful, people are always forgetting about me” and “my teacher doesn't like me, why didn't he respond, I'm embarrassed, why did you have to say what you said??” my English teacher does these “mindfulness” moments in which we sit in silence for a minute and reflect on the day, and I literally started crying. after the minute ended, I just stopped bc I didn't feel like crying anymore, and suddenly my brain said, “ur so fake, ur just acting, why did u stop crying all of a sudden, u just want attention u crave attention ur such a faker!!” also I keep thinking about something that happened years ago with my dad, I don't rlly wanna get into it but I think it would be good if I just say it so that its not jammed in my head. basically, I was really young, like in elementary school; my dad asked me if i wanted to sleep in his room with him, and originally, my mom was sleeping with him and i shared a room with my little brother. however, i was like hmm maybe, and then my dad said, haha ill pay u 5 dollars. at the time, i said YAY OK but now i realized that's so fucking creepy, yall know what its insinuating right?? anyways, i said ok, bc it was just a change from the usual sleep schedule and i liked spending time w my dad, so my mom went to my brothers room (it was a king-sized bed so it was ok, it wasn't a small bed that we had to share or anything like that) and i went to my parents room. basically, what happened was that we went to sleep, and in the middle of the night, (the next part makes me feel so uncomfortable and i feel queasy writing it) my dad slapped my butt really really hard to the point where i woke up and i was like ?????? and then he rubbed it softly immediately afterwards. i didnt know what happened, and i told my sister the day after, and she was confused too. recently i was thinking about it and I'm still confused and a lot more uncomfortable with what happened. here is my theory and i was very upset by it bc no one would want to think things like this- maybe my dad likes hurting women during sex and it was a reflex that night, but once he realized it was me, he tried “soothing me” or some shit by rubbing my butt (i literally hate this, i hate the fact that this happened and i don't like typing it out). no one wants to think about their parents sex life so this was just disgusting to think about. also my brother and mom keep arguing and fighting with each other, and I'm sure i have trauma from hearing my parents argue all the time so i rlly don't like it when they fight. my brother has explosive anger and he literally screams at her, which is very disrespectful; however, she screams at him too and sometimes hurts him, which scares me. I'm not worried about my own safety, I just hate violence i hate abuse, that scares me. so much stuff has happened in my life, and it results in a lot of trauma and other stuff that i don't even know about. i just know im really fucked up, im damaged and it just all felt like crashing down on me today- like everything thats happened, i was feeling anxious for no reason, i was thinking about the past, and i started crying again while watching netflix after school, so i just kept crying and i talked to myself out loud about my day and why i was feeling the way i was. that did help to some extent, and after i did that, i stopped crying, and then my brain said “why do you shut off your crying so easily, you seem fake, you seem like you wanna be sad and cry just so that you can see your pretty little tears drip down ur face like an actress, ur so fake ur so fake ur faking it ur not actually sad”, and the hardest part was that i didnt even object to it bc i didnt feel like anything was real, i felt like i didnt know who i was. i was like ok bitch whatever maybe ur right maybe i am faking it. i dont even know how to explain it, but its like being tired of that nagging and negative voice that you just submit to it, and you say ok whatever sure i am faking it, but in truth, the sadness i was feeling was real and genuine. about 10 min ago, i saw that someone tagged me in a fanfic and while i was reading it, i literally started bawling. i guess it was bc i saw in my email inbox that people had sent me asks, and i was happy bc i thought that maybe the person who sent me the fanfic idea responded back with more details. i was anxious about that before, bc i was thinking, oh god what if they just never respond, what if they just dont care about u anymore. when i saw the asks notifications, i felt a lot of relief bc i thought to myself, oh phew ok people still care about u. when i was crying while reading the fanfic, i couldn't stop crying, it felt endless. i couldn't just stop crying like i had before, and it reminded me of the time when my mom was going out to meet someone that she met on a dating app, and it was in the earlier times when she started doing this; she had gotten involved with some terrible men in the past, men who catfished her and were rlly vulgar and gross. im sure this was somewhere in June, when i had just posted chapter 1 of the slytherpuff series bc when i was freaking out about the date, i wrote about it in my journal and i know that it was somewhere in June bc i wrote something like “mom is going out to meet someone and im nervous, please please please i hope shes ok and careful, im really nervous and scared, no one likes my writing, mom is probably in danger, oh god oh gosh”. it was just a whole bunch of negative and anxious thoughts, including how i was feeling about the whole situation with chapter 1, so that's how i know it was somewhere in June. anyways, basically i was really scared for my mom bc shes had a bad history with online men and i was scared that someone was gonna kill her. i read and listen to a lot of murder mysteries, so my mind was going absolutely wild. i remember on that day, i went to take a shower after writing that entry in the journal, bc showering makes me feel better. when i stepped into the shower i started crying bc i was really scared for her and i was hoping she was safe and ok but i was just feeling so scared so i was crying and i couldn't stop crying. that was the scary part because i just kept bawling and i couldn't stop like i usually do; my brain said ok that's enough, you’ve cried enough, but my heart just kept going on and on and my brain said ok ok jessica holy jesus that's enough and eventually i sucked it up and was kinda ok afterwards but still sad and numb. that was similar to what had happened about 20 min ago. also im sure i was also sad today bc yesterday, my mom talked to me about in-person college visits, and her demeanor was very rushed and controlling. she said, “ok jessica we’re gonna do the college visits, we’re gonna drive there, and your dad is gonna come home for that. tell him that you need to do that, ok? tell him we do the college visits together.” i said that colleges are doing virtual tours, and her facial expression was very strained, she was like “DO NOT TELL HIM THAT. dont tell him that, ok?!” and she was pointing her finger at me and everything. she said, “tell him we’re going to do the physical college tours, which colleges do you wanna visit??” and she kept telling me not to tell him about the virtual tours. it reminded me of whenever she told me to say this or that to my dad over the phone, and i was upset, like oh great ok so dad’s coming home and i dont even wanna see him bc i dont like him that much, and now im gonna have to lie bc dad is probably gonna already know about the virtual tours and im gonna have to pretend that none of the colleges are doing virtual tours. in essence, today was a terrible day. while i was crying my eyes out when reading the fanfic, i wanted to tell something, i wanted to reach out to lee and jolie, but my brain said that i would burden them, im always telling them about stuff that happens (concerning my family or other stuff) and its probably getting too much for them. my brain said that they wont be able to help anyway, im still gonna have to deal with the stuff im dealing with, and no one can help. that's a sad thought, it seems so helpless and sad. sometimes i overthink the smallest things, and when i see a text from lee and jolie that doesnt seem “right”, i think, oh gosh they hate me now, why did i have to say that?? i usually see my therapist every Thursday, aka today, but we didnt meet this time bc her schedule is becoming busy so now we’re gonna do it every other week, so next week i shall see her. perhaps she can help.

thank you for this ask, it seemed so out of the blue bc no one rlly sends asks like this anymore. while writing this, i literally thought to myself, shes like an angel sent from heaven

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theshookiey · 4 years

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Chocolate Chip Frappuccino

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Kyungsoo X Reader

Warnings: None

Plot: You meet a cute boy at a coffee shop.

Request: Kyungsoo fluff I rlly like coffee shop au!! Thank you

Requests: Open

You usually weren’t much of a coffee person but recently your professor has been giving you a lot more tests. Plus with your internship at Vogue you’ve hardly been getting any sleep. So you’ve been needing something to give you a little boost to start your day. Which leads to now.

The bell chimes as you push open the coffee shop door. The cold wind blowing in behind you as you pull your scarf tighter around your neck. You glance around the small store. The place was surprisingly empty for this time of day but it was snowing so most people probably weren’t out and about.

“Good morning. What can I get for you?” A dull voice came from behind the register and it caused you to jump from surprise. Your eyes shoot to the person who spoke. It was a boy around your age. He had short black hair and dark eyes. A frown was evident on his face as he watched you.

“Hi!” You stopped closed to the register. Eyes searching the menu for something to drink. “Can I get a large iced coffee? Please”

The boy looked at you as if you were stupid. Which maybe you were. “It’s 30 degrees outside and you want an iced coffee….?” The boy stared you down as you awkwardly shifted from one foot to the other.

“Uh yeah… I just need something to wake me up and I don’t really like hot drinks.” You laugh and scratch the back of your neck awkwardly.

“Okay” The boy rolled his eyes and put your order in. “That will be $3.35” You handed him a $5 dollar bill. You used this opportunity to get a closer look at his name tag.

“You can keep the change.” You sent him a warm smile before walking over to a small table near the register.

You watched as he made your drink. Fast and yet careful at the same time. He was done in a little less than a minute before he walked back to you with your drink I’m hand. “Here’s your drink Miss…” He trailed off.

“(Y/n)” You tell him your name before grabbing your drinking and heading to the door. “Thank you! Have a good day Kyungsoo!” You send him a small smile and a wave as the door shuts behind you.

This became a regular occurrence. You going to the same coffee shop every morning around 7. Kyungsoo seemed to work every day except for Tuesday and Sunday. He would always have your drink waiting for you, seeing as you get the same thing every day. Sometimes the shop was busy and sometimes it was as slow as the first time you went in. On the slow days you would spend a good 5 minutes trying to chat with Kyungsoo but he would only answer you in short sentences or just completely ignore you.

About a month in you stopped showing up. Kyungsoo didn’t think nothing of it the first day but after the next two days without you showing up he began to get worried. He wanted to get a hold of you but all he knew was your name and nothing else. You never told him much about yourself. Maybe the occasional comment about what you had planned for the day or of how tired you were.

So when you walked back in that store on a Thursday morning he was relieved. “Where the hell have you been!?” Kyungsoo hissed as you walked up the the counter. You lifted your face to meet his gaze and he froze. You looked like you had been crying and a deep frown was evident on your face. The bags under your eyes had gotten worse signaling you were probably getting less sleep than usual. “What’s wrong?” Kyungsoo furrowed his eyebrows as he watched you rub at your face.

“Nothing. It’s not important. Can I get the usual please?” You try to avoid looking him in the eye again as he searched your face for a possible answer as to what was wrong.

“Not until you tell me what happened. You haven’t been here for 3 days! You always show up.” Kyungsoo crosses his arms and continues to stare at you.

“My boyfriend dumped me.” Your voice was quiet and he almost didn’t here you. He saw tears prick at your eyes as you stare intently at the napkin holder beside the register.

“Oh… I’m sorry… Hey! Why don’t I make you a Frappuccino today? You said a few days ago you like chocolate, right? I can make you a chocolate chip one and it’s still cold.” Kyungsoo didn’t wait for you to answer before he got started on the drink. You watched him make the drink like usual. Quick but precise.

“How much?” You ask as he hands you the drink.

“It’s on the house.” Kyungsoo smiles at you before smoothing down his apron.

“Thank you” You nod at him before heading to the entrance of the store.

“Have a good day (Y/n)!” Kyungsoo watches as a smile appears on your face before you rushed out the door with a quick wave.

You decided to come back in the store after your morning class to thank Kyungsoo once again. “Hey!” You wave at Kyungsoo who was walking out from behind the counter. “Are you leaving?”

“Huh? Oh yeah, my shift just ended so I was about to head home. What are you doing here?” Kyungsoo folds his apron up and hangs it off his arm.

“Actually I came to see you.” You chuckle nervously and brush your hair behind your ear. His eyes widen in surprise and he opens his mouth to speak before closing it. “I wanted to say thank you for earlier. You really helped me get through my day.”

“Oh, you’re welcome. Do you maybe want to sit down with me?” Kyungsoo nods to an empty table a few feet away. You nod your head and smile before following him to the table.

“So I’ve decided that the drink you gave me earlier is now my new favorite!” You set your bag down beside you and rest your hands on the table.

“Oh! The chocolate chip Frappuccino! That’s one of my favorites so I hoped you would like it.” Kyungsoo let’s out a laugh. “Actually hold on.” Kyungsoo stands up and walks back to the counter. He speaks with someone behind the counter and you watch as the other guy looks over at you and then back to Kyungsoo.

“What was that?” You ask once Kyungsoo walks back to your table.

“Oh I was just asking him to make us drinks.” Kyungsoo sets back down in front of you. Before you can say anything a rather tall man slides in front of you.

“Here you are cutie. Two chocolate chip Frappuccinos and a slice of cheesecake.” He sets the drinks and food down on the table.

“Chanyeol I told you to stop calling me cute.” Kyungsoo rolls his eyes at him and takes a sip of his drink.

“Oh no. Not you. Her.” Chanyeol nods at you and winks. “You should come in more often.” You laugh and blush slightly.

“Okay! That’s enough!” Kyungsoo shoves him away as Chanyeol laughs. You roll your eyes at the two before taking a sip of your drink.

You and Kyungsoo continue to talk to each other until your drinks are empty and the cheesecake was gone. By the time to finished you had to get to your internship.

“Oh crap! I’m sorry but I have to go or I’ll be late!” You stand up from the seat and pick up your trash. Kyungsoo follows you to the trash can to throw his stuff away as well.

“Can I have your number?” Kyungsoo asks after he walks you to the coffee shop door. You can see the hint of a blush on his face as he avoids your gaze.

“Um yeah no of course.” You get your phone out of your back pocket before fumbling with it to try and get it to unlock. “Here” You hand him the phone.

He quickly types in his name and number before handing you your phone. “It was nice talking to you.” Kyungsoo smiles.

“It was nice talking to you as well.” You give Kyungsoo a quick hug. “I have to go but we should do this some other time. Oh and thanks for the coffee. Have a good day Kyungsoo!” You wave before walking out the door.

When you’re far enough away from the shop you look in your contacts to see that Kyungsoo put his name as Coffee Boy ;).

Not 5 minutes later you got a text from him asking you on a date and you happily said yes.

#exo #exo x reader #exo imagines #kyungsoo #kyungsoo x reader #kyungsoo imagines #d.o #d.o x reader #d.o imagines

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adam-against-onision · 5 years

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@luckylucianodoesntlikeonions you wanted more weird stories from my town but the post was getting rlly long so i made new post

My next door neighbor got arrested for sex trafficking. I didnt even know i had a next door neighbor until the police were breaking his door down

Once a crackhead ran on my schools campus and tried to attack the cross country team

Once a kid dressed like stalin and administration did nothing about it

Ap teachers regularly say fuck

We have a homeless guy living here that is actually called crazy steve. Unfortunately no he does not look like jerry trainer

Theres a person at my school who looks exactly like me from behind. Same hair. Same style. We always happen to wear denim jackets at the same time. The thing is that hes a dude and im a girl. We have been mistaken for eachother multiple times

Theres this one asian girl in my class who became the president of the anime club bc everyone thought she was japanese. She even went by a japanese name. Come to find out her name is katelyn. (doesnt sound that weird but it felt like i was being told some cursed information) she transferred out of our class after that.

My freshman year they were doing a experiment where on every Wednesday and Thursday all upperclassmen were allowed to do anything they wanted on campus as long as it wasnt against school policy. The school was broken into blocks so hundreds of students would walk around the same block for hours. It was called the lazy river. Everyone who participated doesnt remember why they did. Nobody knows who started it.

despite living in a swamp ive never been bitten by a mosquito

Time seems to pass really weirdly here. Like its not consistent

Nobody can remember my age or gender. I feel like im turning into a cryptid

We have goats at my school and almost nobody knows

A teacher dressed in drag for the school musical and thats all i cant think of when i see him

My friend is 6'6 and im 5'2 ive been told that im more intimidating

The fuck ya chicken strips guy lived here

A famous alternative band started here too

My math teacher is the kind of person that seems like she doesnt go home. She just does math thats it. She has calculator magazines

Everyone has really weird ass dreams

My friend had a dream that he, an atheist, worked in and underground church. He gave a sermon that included "i have fornicated on stolen antique furniture"

The french teacher hid a kitten in her class for 3 weeks

I work in guidance and theres always a radio softly playing and it plays loud enough to hear but not enough to make it out. I cant find the source of it. It doesnt get louder or softer when you move around.

And now im gonna include all the shit from my cryptic history teacher last year

He had heart faliure a couple years ago. The first thing he said to us was "ive already died you cant put me through any worse"

Every time he mildly irritated me i would tell him "one swift blow to the chest and ill take you out"

He almost got shot for insulting the former leader of the soviet union

He has a picture of every modern president as a baby in a dress

He has a cardboard cutout of elvis in his class

He lived in a meth house with a goat named groover

He almost named his son after teddy roosevelt

I had him twice a day so the first day of school he said "we can start fundraising for your therapy bills now because youre going to need it"

He can do a really good bill clinton impression

I think he called me a whore once

He insisted on calling nixon tricky dick

He has threatened to fist fight me

He has also threatened to throw me

He flipped off all the light in the room and went "hey guys check this out" and turned on his light up christmas sweater

He said teddy Roosevelt has big stick energy when we were talking about how he ran around naked washington dc

Every time i questioned him he would scream "WHAT ARE YOU THE POLICE?"

He dedicated an entire day to learning about acid jesus

He let me keep a 2 ft tall stuffed flamingo in his class all day and didnt question me

He has really pointy elbows

His favorite band is wheezer

@tiity-mitty feel free to add more if you want

#not onision #long post

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netherdevil · 4 years

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If my bio isn't enough to tell you how much I LOVE Asta and want to MARRY HIM BECAUSE HE IS SO GREAT AND DESERVES THE WORLD AND I WOULD GIVE MY LIFE FOR HIM I WILL GIVE EVERYTHING TO HIM THE EARTH THE UNIVERSE THE MULTIVERSE-S EVERYTHING BC I WUV HIM SO MUCH GOD AGHSGAHSGSH

He my sweet pasta and legit no one gets on Wattpad anymore except for my friend Deem and a few other people but he be the reason im alive bc I was planning on...yea... murdering myself but then I watched the show and he... HE.... HE SAVE ME.... HE SAVEd MY LIFE AGSHAGS

Every time I think about him my heart goes EE and I start smiling like a crazy woman and I get this warme feeling in my chest like when you eat....mash portadoe...... And.... I feel very great and then if I'm sad or angry I forget why I am even if it's for just a few seconds I stg I can not live without him

I get super depressed for no reason sometimes and if it weren't for him i.....idek what would happen but bad things yes

its not an obsession k

I need to update my collection of pictures of him but i.......it's Thursday and they are sacred days...

idk why I wrote this i feel rlly high fsr

#2019 #oh hey look me from 2019

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haikyuu-philia · 5 years

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hi its me Akaashi's Wife and yaknow i go wild for akaashi fluff and i rlly need some of that rn so...how bout an akaashixreader oneshot (fem if u need pronouns) of them celebrating their anniversary hehehe ^_^ would they do something special, would keiji surprise his s/o with a nice gift, would he remind them how thankful he is and be all cutesty and lovey dovey?? hehe thank you!!!!

Nice to meet you! I think we would get along nicely, since I’m Bokuto’s self-proclaimed wife ;)

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Picture Perfect | Akaashi x Reader

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Your heavy breathing echoed in the hallway as you made your way up the stairs. So many things had gone wrong today that you were simply craving for a nap on the sofa. Or whatever furniture was ready to make you rest on it.

For weeks you had planned out this specific Thursday; over and over again. Actually you wanted to be home early to prepare dinner for your husband and to set up a movie night with him. All of this effort was meant to make him happy, because this day had a special meaning.

Today you had been married to him for a year. 365 days ago you were announced Akaashi Keiji’s wife.

In your imagination the car should not have broken down in the morning. You should not have had to replace a colleague, which had caused you to stay at work for two more hours. Actually you should not have to climb up these stairs freezing because it had started to snow on your way back home.

To sum it up, instead of feeling all lovey dovey and head over heels, you were on the verge of tears thanks to your disappointment in yourself.

But the worst part had been to send a text to Keiji to inform him about your cancelled plans since you wouldn’t make it home in time. We might have to order pizza to have something for dinner. - How could you even dare to fail that horribly on your anniversary? Your anniversary of all things?!

Finally you had reached the fourth floor and made your way to the door, which you definitely didn’t want to go through. Only the thought of your husband trying to cheer you up after this rough day resulted in you feeling sick. You had planned to comfort him this evening to say thank you for the past year, not the other way around.

Searching for your keys in your bag, you didn’t notice the pink sticky note at the door until you were standing right in front of it. Without having a second look at it you immediately recognised the handwriting and pulled the paper off carefully.

Welcome back, sunshine!

Three words made you love this man even more. Not letting go of the note you opened the door with your other hand to enter the apartment afterwards. As soon as you had closed it again, you wanted to place the keys at its usual place - A little bowl, that stood on the shelf next to you.

But again your movements were stopped from an item that wasn’t supposed to be there. You found another note, which had been written by your husband.

I admire how organised and responsible you are.

Okay, now he had gotten you to the point where your heart nearly stopped beating. Moreover you had reached a mood, that could only be described as a combination of absolute overwhelmingness and endless love for the one you called your husband.

„Keiji? Where are you?“, you spoke into the seemingly empty rooms. But since you had spotted his shoes next to the door, you knew that he must have been home. You just couldn’t find him.

Making your way through your apartment, from the kitchen to the bathroom to the bedroom, you were able to collect a lot of new post-its with different notes written on them.

Do you know what I’m most grateful for in life? Your existence.

Even the worst day turns into a good one after seeing you smile.

I couldn’t have wished for a better wife because you are perfect.

Every single one of them made the butterflies fly in your stomach and you felt like the high school girl that had just been confessed to from her crush. Akaashi Keiji, third year at Fukuroudani, setter and captain of the volleyball club.

Compared to that day in your last year of high school, your beloved one hadn’t changed a lot. He always caught you, if you fell - Physically and mentally. You could call him in the middle of the night and he would talk to you for hours just to make you feel better.

But he still wasn’t very skilled when it came to expressing his feelings verbally. Written words were more his kind of thing, that ended up in you having at least a dozen of love letters hidden in an empty shoe box in your wardrobe.

The last room you hadn’t checked happened to be the living room, only god knows why. Maybe the closed door had confused you earlier because it normally was open all the time. Suspicious. Placing one hand at the door knob you slowly opened it.

„Keiji, are you in he-“

Before you could finish your sentence, you were flashed by the sight inside of the room. If you didn’t know it better, you would swear that someone had teleported you into a romance movie. Candles on the table, roses everywhere and some very fluffy looking blankets placed on the sofa.

And your significant other was standing right in between. With open arms to welcome you: „Happy anniversary, (Y/N). I love you.“ You couldn’t hold back anymore and you only sunk into his hug. A comfortable warmth embraced your body as you heard his heart beating in his chest a little faster than usual.

„I love you, Keiji. I love you so much. Thank you and-“, you started to answer after loosening your grip a bit. Yet again you had to stop in the middle of talking because a thought flashed through your mind: „Hold on! I’ll be back in a second!“

Off you were, leaving your quite confused husband behind, just to arrive completely out of breath a little later. In your hands you held one of the most important things you owned because it was filled with hundreds of memories.

„This is for you.“ You handed him what you were carrying, finally presenting a smile on your face. Pressing a kiss on his cheek, you whispered: „Happy anniversary, Keiji.“

Meanwhile your husband couldn’t tell whether it were the candles or your presence that made him feel hot right now. Having a look at your gift for him, he wasn’t able to hold back a smile of his own.

It was a picture book and from what he could see on first sight, it contained a lot of pictures from the past years. You even named the album with the title „The Story of Us“.

The day had definitely started differently than expected, but the time you spent sitting on the couch together and having a look at the photos immediately made up for it. In the end you were able to laugh about the fact that the two of you really ordered pizza as their anniversary dinner.

Only a few minutes were left until midnight, certainly you both wouldn’t notice the start of the next day because you had fallen asleep. Sleeping safe and sound you were snuggled into his chest, while he had pulled you close with his right arm, resting his head on yours.

Still laying in his lap was the self-made picture book, whose last page had been reached. This time revealing your handwriting instead of his, it said: To be continued.

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Oh my god, I totally loved writing fluff for Akaashi! Thank you so much for this request (^o^)

I`ve noticed that I really need to practice writing English oneshots more often - But I hope that you like it anyway!

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq!!#hq #haikyuu scenario #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu akaashi #akaashi haikyuu #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #hq akaashi #reader insert #request

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