no nut november — 2min
pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader x lee minho
tags: established relationship, polyamory, smut!!!🔞
warnings: swearing, alcohol, throuple, heavy mxm, use of “bunny”, “bubs”, "baby," clubbing, voyeurism, a no nut november bet, 2min who are little shits, reader is implied demisexual but can be read otherwise, fingering, multiple orgasms and overstimulation, lmk what i forgot <3
inspo: i mustn’t say 🤭
notes: one might ask, “lils, why tf are you posting a no nut november fic in january?” and i will simply answer “time is but a cage i cannot be locked into.”. no but seriously i had this idea in like october and well. you know. so i finished it now because i missed my 2min throuple verse! im not madly in love with this and i didn’t know how to end it but i also thought it was lowkey cute so here it is!!! mwah! <3
{ wc: 4638}
“You two are crazy,” you scoffed, before taking another sip of your brightly coloured cocktail. It was Minho’s birthday celebration, albeit two days later than the actual birthday, but it was the weekend and easier for your schedules to align for a night out.
“Come on, bubs, we’re serious,” Seungmin said, pushing his elbows forward and inching closer to you. It was odd of the pair of them to sit together and not fight for the seat beside you on the booth, but now you’ve understood they had an ulterior motive tonight. Trying to rope you into their craziness.
“I have no issues with not having sex,” you start, shaking your head at Minho’s brow raise, “you both know that’s not the thing I care about here.”
“Exactly,” Seungmin grinned. “You love us and not our monster di—“
“—shush!!” You quickly urged him, watching your waitress approach your table to check on your service. You order six more shots.
“I don’t understand the game, then,” you looked between them, eyeing them suspiciously.
“We were talking about it, and I think out of the three of us Seungminnie is least likely to make it,” Minho explained.
“But I’m a virgo,”
“But he’s a virgo,” you both echoed. Minho rolled his eyes with a small fond smile on his face, shaking his head.
“Yes, there’s that. And we kept going back and forth about it so we thought we should just try it and see who actually makes it a whole month.”
“This is incredibly stupid,” you decide, quickly shutting your mouth when the waitress arrives with your shots. You take one immediately and down it.
“You’ve done stupider things,” Seungmin said, leaning back in his chair. He’s close to admitting defeat, you can tell. And so can Minho, so he turns his full attention to you and grabs your hands.
“It’ll be so fun, come on. Imagine how frustrated the puppy will get when he keeps trying to hump our—“
“—hey!” Seungmin slapped Minho’s shoulder, earning an endeared giggle from the older.
“Why do you two wanna do it so bad?” You squinted at Minho, watching as he fixes his gaze on yours in determination.
“Because I wanna be right,” he rubs his thumb against your hand. “I think he’ll crack first, and then you. And then me.”
“I will last a whole month. Maybe even two.”
“Bubs, this isn’t just no sex with us. This is no touching at all. Nothing,” Seungmin tries.
“No kissing even?” You squeak.
“Yes kissing!” Minho practically yells, squeezing your hand tightly. He looks between the pair of you, alarmed as his bunny teeth peek out of his gasp. “Definitely lots of kissing!”
Seungmin laughs almost evilly at the pair of you, his bangs hiding his eyes slightly as he shakes his head.
“So just no sexual stuff,” you try to clarify. “That’s too easy.”
“Then let’s do it!” Minho exclaimed, grabbing one of the two shots placed in front of him and downing it with a dramatic head swing.
Seungmin rolls his eyes before downing one of his pair.
“I feel like you two are up to something,” you say, tapping your fingers against Minho’s palm. Seungmin scoffs.
“Why would we be up to something, bubs?”
“Yeah, bunny,” Minho blinks innocently, “what would we be up to?”
You scrutinise Minho’s ears, studying them carefully for any sign of redness—but the ambience is relaxed and luxurious around you, which for whatever reason means there’s barely enough light to tell if Minho’s ears are telling the truth or not.
“Hey,” Seungmin grabs your arm, squeezing softly, “let’s just forget about it, then. Hyung and I thought it would be funny but if you don’t want to then there’s nothing to discuss.”
“I’ll think about it,” you conclude.
It’s then you remember the other round of shots you each have waiting in front of you, and gesture to your boyfriends for a cheers. You dedicate it to Minho’s birthday before clinking your glasses together. Then, after three more rounds, Minho decides he’s ready for the club.
It’s packed full of people, Minho’s arm protectively wrapping around your stomach as he shields you from behind. Seungmin holds your hand tightly in front you, the three of you single file as he pushes through the sea of party goers. It’s just the last Saturday of October, it shouldn’t be so busy, but Minho says he wants to stay so the three of you stay.
Seungmin pushes all the way to the very heart of the dance floor where the bass is so loud you feel it in your ribcage. You can barely see anything around you—bodies pushing you from one side to the other, but you know it’s safe since Minho is completely behind you. Like your personal shield.
You tug Seungmin’s hand, pulling him closer to you until he stumbles, Minho’s other arm reaching for Seungmin’s spare one.
The three of you start dancing along to whatever overplayed club tune is on, so close no one could possibly separate you. So close you feel Minho’s hardness against your ass. You couldn’t exactly classify it as dancing, at least not by any standards Minho would allow. You’re basically just grinding on each other in time with the music. It’s a very fast song.
“Seung,” you have to yell in his ear, “he’s gonna get needy if we keep dancing like this.”
Seungmin, always quick to solve problems—or indeed, make them worse—grabs Minho by the back of his head and kisses him as messily as he possibly can. The grip on your hip tightens, and even the music isn’t loud enough to drown out Minho’s deep moan. You aren’t actually sure if you heard it or you could feel it vibrating against you but soon Minho grabs your jaw and starts kissing around it, Seungmin attaching his lips to yours.
The three of you aren’t the biggest participants of PDA, mainly because of the judgemental eyes that it brings with it, but the veil of alcohol and club induced horniness means you know you can get away with it here. Besides, it’s so dark and incredibly loud that no one is really paying attention to the three of you anyway.
You feel Minho sucking onto your skin, your senses clouded by Seungmin’s tongue—but Minho’s hands are obviously inchining higher and higher, getting dangerously close to your chest.
“Min,” you let out softly, detaching yourself from Seungmin for only a moment to let out your weak sounding warning.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here,” Minho grumbles, grabbing Seungmin and you by the wrist as he pushes his way outside.
A very tense taxi ride back, and almost two hours of worshipping the birthday boy later—the three of you fall on the bed, naked and sweaty and spent.
As the one with the most working limbs, it’s your turn to get water and snakes and warm clothes to change into. You quickly wrap yourself up in your fuzzy robe before running to the kitchen. You grab two bottles and the fruit Minho cut up before you left “just in case” as if you weren’t all aware your evening would end the way it did.
When you returned, hands full, you saw a rare tenderness shared between your boyfriends you don’t often get to see.
They’re too often caught up in their fake bickering and inability to show their feelings that it can be easy to forget just how much they love each other.
You try not to make too much noise, not to disrupt their bubble as you watch Seungmin, a love sick puppy look in his eyes as he combs Minho’s sweaty hair back from his face, before he leans down to kiss him ever so softly.
Minho barely moves, which is expected after what the pair of you did to him, and smiles softly against Seungmin’s full lips. You feel your heart bursting at the sight of them, so wrapped up with each other, and it gets harder and harder not to join them. Not to mention your full hands.
You slowly sit down on the bed, Minho’s fingers blindly reaching for your hand and you wrap your fingers around his once you put all your items to the side. You were going to grab clothes too but Minho isn’t going to let go of your hand any time soon—so you simply admire the scene, your boyfriends exchanging soft kisses.
“Hyungie,” Seungmin giggles after a few minutes, “you can’t fall asleep yet.”
“But—“ he puckers his lips up, perfectly pillowy as he demands more kisses. His eyes are closed shut, a small muted whine leaving him as he’s left kissless for more than two seconds. Seungmin looks up at you with his signature shit eating grin and gestures for you to give him an apple slice, promptly shoving it into Minho’s puckered up lips.
Minho only opens his eyes for a moment to recognise what’s been shoved into his lips, before he obediently gets to eating his fruit with his eyes still shut.
Seungmin gestures to the water bottle, telling you in sign language he’d like to dunk all of it on the incredibly peaceful Minho below him. You laugh loudly before crossing your hands in an X.
Minho silently demands more, and you have to sit him up this time to properly eat and hydrate, and the three of you finish all the fruit and water in relative silence.
It’s only after you’ve washed and dressed (and Seungmin changed the sheets) that Minho speaks up.
“That was a really good birthday,” he mumbles, incredibly tired now that most of the adrenaline wore off.
“You’re gonna be really sore tomorrow though,” Seungmin chuckles, ignoring the pout Minho sends his way.
You giggle, agreeing with Seungmin before you wrap your arms around his middle and promptly fall asleep.
Seungmin makes your coffee the way you like it the next morning. Minho is still asleep and you decide you don’t want to disturb him yet.
The pair of you listen to the news for a bit and then put on a rerun of a variety show before you speak up halfway through the episode. Seungmin quickly lowers the volume.
“We should do it,” you say, sipping from your lukewarm coffee.
“Do what?”
“Your stupid no sex for a month pact,”
“Was the sex that bad last night?” He blinks at you, mouth gaped and perfectly round.
“Maybe it was just that good that you broke my cunt and I need a month off,” you raise your eyebrows at him.
Seungmin starts to smirk just as a grumbled voice says, “yeah, me too. Never touch me again, Kim Seungmin.”
Minho crashes on the chair next to yours, groaning as he sits down, before nuzzling his face into your shoulder.
“So you two agree I have a monster d—“
“Seung!” You both yell out.
*
November 28th
The boys have been away for weeks.
They didn’t quite consider the pact they made was perfectly timed with their packed schedule and so there was no real way for you to break it anyway. Even if you were to resort to the classic solution of phone sex, they rarely had time.
There was always a good night text, and a good morning selfie, and the unappealing close ups of Minho’s food for the day. Your group chat was still as active as ever with the boys exchanging stories and you sharing all your personal gossip with them.
But there was no time to think about the bet.
That was until they came back home two days ago.
You were doing perfectly fine before they had to be in your house every day, sharing your bed, walking around with just a towel after their morning showers.
Both of them were incredibly irritating that way—existing next to you without instigating anything, without sharing tender kisses with you while they touched your body.
You meant what you said then, of course the sexual aspect of your relationship wasn’t a top priority but there was an intimacy you craved with your boyfriends that you always felt during sex and with them being gone for work for the better part of a month, it was the first thing you wanted when they came back.
But you stayed strong, you wouldn’t let yourself be the one to lose.
Last night you fell asleep before the boys even came back home, but at some point you felt hands around your shoulders and a knee against yours and so you knew they were back with you.
And in the morning after blinking your eyes open, you were met with Minho’s beautiful face. You smiled softly to yourself, a content sigh leaving your chest as you snuggled closer to your boyfriend. The other side of the bed was empty, but you could hear a faint melody coming from the shower, so you knew Seungmin was awake and well, too.
After spending the morning cuddling with a half sleeping Minho–Seungmin only annoying you once when he walked over and kissed your shoulder in greeting, before shaking his wet hair all over the pair of you–you had to get up to do some errands around town.
Your boyfriends offered to come with you but you insisted they shouldn’t, after all, Minho could barely keep his eyes open for more than ten minutes and Seungmin had a vocal lesson in an hour. You didn’t want them to go out of their way for you when you needed to take care of boring adult stuff anyway.
While you were still stuck in traffic, Seungmin sent you half a dozen pictures of Minho’s sleeping face with a text that said ‘help me hide his corpse’.
You knew Seungmin was obviously bored but you couldn’t possibly help him from so far away, instead you challenged him to a game of one on one trivia through an app you both liked.
At one point, when your phone said you were still thirty minutes away from home, Seungmin didn’t take his turn–so you concluded that either Minho woke up or Seungmin found something more interesting to do.
When you got back home half an hour later, you discovered exactly what it was that Seungmin found more interesting than your trivia game.
“I’m home!” You announced as you walked in, quickly taking your shoes off and washing your hands. It was quiet in the house otherwise, and with the door to the bedroom closed you assumed they were both napping again. They always came home tired from their schedules and the mixture of jet leg so you tried your best to make a snack as quietly as possible.
But then you heard a moan.
“Seungminnie,” Minho said softly through the walls, “so good.”
You quickly snapped up from your chair, rushing towards the bedroom.
You had no doubt about what you heard (Minho was never good at volume control) but you still wanted to confirm it fully. Slowly, quietly, you opened the door to the bedroom. And there, sure enough, were your boyfriends half naked, kissing, their hands down each others’ boxers.
They haven’t noticed you yet, Minho's eyes were closed in pure pleasure as Seungmin switched between kissing him and moaning against his cheek. You could see both their hands moving in sync as they jerked each other off—still completely unaware you could see everything.
At least you won their stupid bet.
You always love being the centre of their attention, but watching them was a completely intoxicating experience. Getting to notice every little quirk of Minho’s eyebrows as the pleasure took over him, watching Seungmin’s uncaring facade disappear as he gets lost in the feeling his boyfriend provides. You could feel your wetness soaking through your clothes, you could feel the dull throb of arousal between your legs—but you didn’t want to do anything other than watch them. You should probably make your presence known, but all you wanted to do was keep watching.
You could tell Minho was getting close since he scrunched his eyes shut and started whimpering out Seungmin’s name, and you could tell Seungmin was close since he wasn’t making any noises at all, and you watched in awe as they sped up their movements.
“Hyung, I’m close,” Seungmin whimpered out.
“Me too,” Minho groaned. “Together baby, okay?”
You had to stop yourself from moaning out loud at their words, from gushing at the small kiss Minho pressed against Seungmin’s lips before the pair of them groaned out together as they came.
Seungmin is the first to open his eyes, and he reaches for some wipes to help clean them both up. He smiles, soft, as he kisses Minho’s cheek.
“Do you feel better, baby?” He asked, barely above a whisper.
Minho smiles, one thin line, as he nods quickly before shutting his eyes and snuggling into Seungmin’s chest.
They still haven’t noticed you.
“You want to sleep more?” Seungmin asks as he plants a kiss on the top of Minho’s head.
“I wanna make dinner before Y/N gets back, she’s probably gonna be hungry when she gets here.”
You feel your heart speed up at the mention of your name, but they haven’t even looked in your direction yet. So you don’t move.
“Okay, let’s rest for a bit first,” Seungmin concludes. Minho hums in agreement, moving closer to his chest and planting a small kiss on his heart.
“I don’t think she’s been eating well while we were gone,” Minho mumbles, “you two are exactly the same. If I don’t cook it’s only takeout for your lazy asses.”
“That’s rude,” you chuckle.
They both gasp, and Minho’s eyes shoot right open as he realises what he’s heard.
“Bubs!” Seungmin yells. “H-how long have you been home?”
“Long enough,” you smile, as innocently as you can allow yourself, before making your way over to the bed. You sit on the edge of it trying your best to keep a serious face as the boys look at you slightly apprehensive.
They both sit up, moving away from each other as if to prove that definitely nothing happened between them two seconds ago.
“But how long?” Minho asks, eyes wide.
“I should ask you two the same thing, no?” You tilt your head to the side, eyebrows high on your face.
Seungmin chuckles nervously, looking at Minho before looking back at you.
“Nothing happened, you know. We were just cuddling,” Minho is quick to say.
“Right,” you nod, “of course.”
“Seriously, bubs, it’s was just—“
“—you two cumming at the same time?” They both let out a sigh of defeat, realising they can’t possibly lie to you since you’ve seen it all unfold.
Minho shakes his head softly before reaching for your wrist. He rubs his thumb against the back of your hand before sighing softly.
“Truth is, we made the bet because we wanted to see how horny you’d get,” Minho rolls his eyes, “but it just made Kim Seungmin more unbearable than usual.”
“Lee Minho,” he says quickly, “that is not the truth.”
“He doesn’t even respect his elders,” Minho mumbled at you, a disapproving frown on his lips. You roll your eyes before turning to Seungmin with a questioning raise of your brows.
“Hyung got horny first,” Seungmin corrects him.
“I did not,” he retaliates.
“You did. You dragged me to the dressing room after MuCore and you—“ Minho slaps his hand onto Seungmin’s mouth, his upper lip curling in on itself as he tried his best not to yell too much at his boyfriend.
“It was a frustrating day,” Minho explains, trying to regain some of his pride back.
All you can do is laugh. “So your plan to make me horny backfired on you?”
They both nod. “I was embarrassed about it so we didn’t want to tell you, we thought we’d just let the month end and not bring it up again.”
“Hyung,” Seungmin sighs. They share a look between themselves, something you can’t understand, before Seungmin turns to you. He plants a soft kiss on your cheek.
“I’m sorry we didn’t say anything. We had a lot of sex this month,”
“Like, a lot,” Minho agrees with a giggle.
“And we wanted to tell you! But we also thought it would be funnier if you cracked like Minho did.”
“I told you guys it was a stupid idea,” you grin.
“You’re not mad we didn’t tell you?” Seungmin asks, and Minho squeezes your hand tightly.
“No,” you shrug, “it’s not like you did anything wrong. You just proved that I’m the best out of the three of us,” you giggle—laughing harder when Seungmin’s mouth gaps.
“So it’s all good? We’re fine?” Minho asks.
You hum softly. “You had a lot of sex this month, right?” They nod. “And I haven’t had any at all.”
“True,” Minho starts playing with your fingers, a small smirk forming on his lips.
“So we need to balance the scales a little, don’t you think?”
“Oh, definitely,” Seungmin nods eagerly, jumping forward to grab your hips and plant you firmly on his lap.
Instantly, Minho straddles Seungmin’s knees, wrapping his arms around your middle. Seungmin grabs your jaw, crashing his tongue against yours as you moan into his mouth. You didn’t realise just how much you were craving your boyfriends touch until that very second you received it and then your whole body lit on fire with the longing you had for them.
You didn’t even need to ask for more, as before your brain could even tell your tongue to use words, Minho was taking off your shirt and bra. He cups your tits, pinching and twisting your nipples as you moan loudly.
A month without touching yourself, days of your lovers cuddling up to you in your sleep, and then watching them cum at the same time has all caused you such extreme horny brain fog you didn’t even know what to do with yourself or how to react. All you could do was throw your head back onto Minho’s shoulder and let your hips chase the pleasure you craved against Seungmin’s lap.
“Seungminnie,” Minho coaxed softly, “can you suck on bunny’s tits for us?”
Seungmin eagerly nods, his hair jumping with the motion before he wraps his full lips around your nipple. Minho kisses your shoulder before he runs a hand through Seungmin’s hair with a soft, “good job.”
Seungmin’s lips sent waves of pleasure up and down your body, an aching throb shaking against your core as you grow more and more desperate. Luckily, neither one of them is in any position to make fun of you or hold it against you. In fact, they’re both so eager to keep making you feel good.
Minho slips his hand into your underwear, quickly finding your clit and rubbing figure eights against it in a bruising pace.
You don’t think more than ten seconds pass before you grab Seungmin’s hair tightly, and chant out that “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”
Minho kisses your neck as it rushes over you, while Seungmin squeezes your thighs as they start shaking.
Your vision blurs for a moment or two before you refocus, and catch sight of a bewildered Seungmin wiping his lips.
“Bubs that was so fucking quick,” he sighs, amazed. “How?”
“Min, I need another one,” is all you provide for an explanation.
Minho is quick to follow his orders and resumes his previous pace as he rubs your clit again. It takes a few seconds longer and Seungmin notices, so he quickly gets back to teasing your tits for the extra stimulation you’d need. It doesn’t take long after that, and although your walls flutter around emptiness it’s so much better than not cumming at all. You moan loudly as it hits your entire body.
Minho plants kisses all around your face as you catch your breath, but you don’t even care about breathing. You mumble out, “more.”
“My turn this time!” Seungmin rushes out, pulling your underwear off and softly rubbing your sensitive clit.
Minho leaves you with a firm kiss before he lays back down next to Seungmin, watching your face with laser focus.
“You’ve been waiting for this, bunny?” He says lowly. You nod quickly as you make no effort to stop the broken moans tumbling out your chest. “Your cunt has been so eager for us, huh?”
“M-Min, I’ll fucking cum again—“ Seungmin applies more pressure to your clit, rubbing as hard and as fast as he can before you fall forward with the impact of another orgasm.
“Holy fuck,” you say once you catch your bearings.
“That was fun,” Seungmin grins. “Want more, bubs?”
“Yeah, yes,” you moan, still aching for more as your clit throbs, “want something inside me.”
The boys exchange a look before Minho rubs your shoulder. He drags you off Seungmin’s lap, slowly, before he places you between the pair of them.
He makes sure to spread your legs as you get comfortable on your back.
“I’m not ready yet,” he says with a small kiss to your temple, “think my fingers will be enough?”
“Please,” you nod.
“I’m not ready either,” Seungmin says while lacing his fingers with yours, “but since my hand is much bigger wouldn’t you prefer my fingers?”
“I-I-I,” is all you manage to stutter out, your brain too slow after three orgasms. You don’t even know who they’re trying to tease, you or the other, but there’s only one thing on your mind. “I just wanna cum.”
“But you already did, my pretty bunny,” Minho brushes your lips together softly, “are you gonna be so greedy that you’ll ask for both our fingers for a fourth orgasm?”
“How many times has Seung made you cum in the past month?” You manage to accuse.
“About fifteen? fourteen?” Minho shrugs.
“Then you owe me twelve more,” you whine.
Minho nods slowly, blinking a few times before he smiles. “Mine or Kim Seungmin’s?”
“Both,” you groan, “just take turns I don’t care.”
“Fuck that’s demanding,” Seungmin chuckles dryly. “Guess we do owe her, though.”
“Guess we do,” Minho shrugs.
Seungmin leans down to kiss your neck softly and you feel his hand sliding up your thigh, slowly circling your entrance before sinking inside you. The stretch feels so good it echoes to your thighs and you moan loudly as it deepens. You feel Minho’s fingers crawl up your thigh before your walks tighten as more slips inside you. You blink your eyes open to see it was in fact both of them.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” you sob out as you feel six fingers inside you, a loud and wet noise accompanying their movements as they slide their fingers in and out, perfectly synchronised with each other.
“Minho-hyung made me cum twenty times, so we owe you thirty two all together,” Seungmin says simply.
You clench tightly at those words, at your boyfriends’ promise, and they both smirk at each other when they feel it.
It was a long evening after that, the boys insisting on going until you had to tap out and say you couldn’t take anymore. They kissed you softly and apologised again but you told them they were certainly forgiven. You didn’t even actually need twenty nine more orgasms from them. But they insisted that was the only way to make it up to you that they even suggested such a silly bet just to get a reaction out of you.
Minho does eventually feed you, and Seungmin brushes your hair after your shared shower, and they promise to keep kissing you until you fall asleep.
They never break any of their promises to you, and by the second week of December their debt is cleared too.
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could you do some aaron t/aaron z headcanons pls!
omg yes ofc !! ty for the request <333 since 3 ppl requested aaron² hc's (nothing specific) im gonna put all ur requests into this once post !!
tags: @i-need-a-slurpee @hrts4ariana ( note as of writing: this was a draft from 1719817282 years ago so if u forgot abt this n no longer wanted to be tagged im sorry🥲 )
as i mentioned in this post, they both adore musicals, especially hamilton
aaron² hc's !!
reblogs appreciated + reqs open <3
they like listening to the soundtracks together when they hangout
sometimes when there's a musical near where they are on tour they go together in their free time
u didn't hear it from me but they held hands during one of these musicals bc the room was dark n they thought noone would notice
as bros, ofc.. homies hold hands during musicals !!
they totally sing non-stop from hamilton together its cannon bc i say so
anyway enough abt hamilton for now
there was def mutual pining
they were both like "fuckidishcoaoxjaoa he just thinks of me as a friend"
"friend" NO HE WANTS U SO BAD -God probably idk
the way they attempted to "drop hints":
t tried to make z laugh a lot, even more than he usually did
pranks became less extreme than they normally were, he wanted to surprise him, not scare him to death like he used to
z would, although he denies this, try to do basketball tricks to impress t whenever he is at the basketball court w him
both of them went to jesse for advice, not knowing the other was doing the same
"hey jesse uhm- what should i do if, theoretically, ihavearlybigcrushonsomeonewhoiveknownforawhilebutithinktheyseemeasafriendandireallyreallyREALLYwannabemorebutidontwannaruinourfriendship????" -t
"...what?" -jesse
needless to say jesse was confused as hell
he sent him off w some advice after t slowed down enough for him to understand, then about 15 minutes later z came rambling about the same thing
"JESSE YOU'RE A HIT WITH THE LADIES, AND THE GAYS, AND..BASICALLY ANYONE. HOW DO I FLIRT WITH SOMEONE IVE KNOWN FOR AGES WHO IM PRETTY SURE SEES ME AS JUST A FRIEND?????" -z
thats what made it click for jesse, n he just laughed at the realization
giving him the same advice he gave t, he snickered at the idea of the aarons having a crush on eachother but being too stupid blind to see the feelings were mutual
"thanks jess!!" -z to jesse, running off
"yeah no problem man hehehshshehsh goodluck! HEHEHHEHE"
building up as much courage as he could, z eventually made the first move a few days later
he asked t if he'd like to join him for a musical that would take place at a nearby theater, n he gladly accepted
little did t know where this would lead <33 achoo anyways
as the lights dimmed during a 'romantic' scene, aaron z took t's hand in his own n (quietly) confessed his feelings towards his long-time bestfriend
saying t was happy would be an understatement
the energetic boy yanked him into a hug, leaving his stoic counterpart(ner) highly confused and extremely flustered
choking from t's tight embrace, his face became beet red
"Im, uhm- assuming you feel the same?"
well NO FUCKIN WAY SHERLOCK WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT -God again probably
"yeah dumbass, ofcourse i do!" t whisper-yelled, trying to keep his excitement down as they were still in a theater after all !!!
after that, z just smiled n wrapped his arms around t's waist, returning the hug
but wait !! theres more !!
what kind of ikissjesse ship post would this be without cute couple hc's ???
the quiet stoic boy x loud energetic boy dynamic UUGF MY HEART I THINK IM DYIBG from how much i love this duo😔😔
z buys t a baseball cap in EVERY city/country they go to. every fucking one
even if its not a band tour, if z is out somewhere n sees a cool cap he thinks t would like, yall better believe this boy would cut off an arm n sell a kidney just for t to get that hat
t has a whole side in his closet dedicated to these hats z buys him, he finds it absolutely adorable
z actually thinks he isnt good at gift giving, so he was afraid t wouldnt like it at first, but t's reaction is enough conformation that he adores it
now what kinda aaron² hamilton lover truther would i be if i didnt mention the musical again 💪💪
they have FREQUENT hamilton marathons together, sometimes the other members of 4*town will join in too !!
they still sortve act like they did before, like friends n what not
however theyre also 300% more flirty
by that i mean T is 300% more flirty
z might be a LITTLE bit but def not as much as my boy aaron t (the r in aaron stands for rizzler -aaron t)
z isn't a big fan of PDA himself, however when t does little displays of affection when theyre in public he loves it ( he doesn't say it out loud bc he's shy but he does smile at t or to himself, holding t's hand or draping an arm over his shoulders )
when theyre in private z will hug t from behind, hold his waist, kiss his forehead, etc .... yk... bro stuff......
t surprises him by going BOO!!! and jumping up to put his arms around his shoulders from behind, which at first scared z shitless n earned t a lecture about why he shouldn't scare him like that bc z WILL swing but z is okay with it now n actually smiles ALBEIT A VERY SMALL SMILE when he does it
dates include but r not limited to playing basketball late at night together, movies, watching musicals, roadtrips to literally anywhere long or short they just wanna be in eachothers presence OUGHG I LOVE THEM
i forgot to mention !!! t is definitely the one who asked to be boyfriends, but z accidentally said "I love you" first
t was doing something dumb again, and z shook his head as he laughed, accidentally mumbling the words "I love you" out loud
t stopped dead in his tracks n snapped his head in z's direction, n yall this boy was STRESSED he did NOT mean to let the world know this information
z covered his face with his hands n his face was PINK pink bro but t just laughed n walked over to him, cupping his face in his hands and staring at him with a very VERY smug but genuine n happy grin
z scoffed, but soon glanced back at the other boy and smiled shyly
theyre so cute im throwing up in class
there's more but i think this is long enough for now, sorry for the wait pls snack on this while u wait for the rest of my jesro + aaron² content i have planned WINK WINK
thank u for reading <3
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Looking back
I posted 845 times in 2022
271 posts created (32%)
574 posts reblogged (68%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@celestemagnoliathewriter
@im-the-letter-t
@messrmoonyy
@incorrecttonks
@nanamistuff
I tagged 584 of my posts in 2022
Only 31% of my posts had no tags
#remadora - 490 posts
#remus lupin - 457 posts
#nymphadora tonks - 430 posts
#remus x tonks - 360 posts
#remus x nymphadora - 341 posts
#ronks - 334 posts
#lupin x tonks - 328 posts
#remus and tonks - 327 posts
#remus/tonks - 318 posts
#moony and dora - 314 posts
Longest Tag: 139 characters
#she's grabbing him by his cloak telling him she loves him even though he's a werewolf and if that isn't the pinnacle of angsty romance then
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Tonks : In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?
Remus : *turning to Sirius*... How tall are you?
Sirius : *
118 notes - Posted August 6, 2022
#4
What is your favorite Remadora headcanon?
On their 3rd mission Dora forgot her gloves (Sirius hid them ofc) so Remus warmed up her hands by holding them
During ootp, everyone but Remus and Tonks knew that they are a couple
Since most of the Order knew about their crush on each other and they would intentionally leave the room so they are the only ones left
Once, Remus found Tonks sleeping on the sofa after her long hours at work and carried her to the guest bed and tucked her in (he also might have stared at her peacefully sleeping face for a moment or two, but no one is supposed to know about that...so, shh)
There was definitely a betting pool on who would ask the other out, how long would it take, who would initiate the first kiss.....and Sirius was the only one to get all of them correct (7 years of witnessing Remus's self depreciation pays off)
Remus was the first one to have romantic feelings but Dora was the one to fall first....but only because he kept trying to deny it to himself (and to Sirius)
Dora initiated their first kiss and Remus was so shoked that he forgot to kiss her back, she pulled away thinking he didn't want it and started to apologize but he pulled her back and kissed her deeply.
They used to sneak around the house to snog, and one day Mad-Eye saw them while looking for boggarts....he then told Tonks that he's a great guy but there'll be social stigma by associating with him so she should be very sure, and if not, this was the best time to walk away before breaking his heart....at first Tonks joked about how she knew he had a tender heat underneath all the gruffness and then assured him that she was very sure about him...she was oddly pleased by his care for Remus.
Later Sirius gave her the same talk
The first time Remus thought they might have a real future together is when Dora bandaged him up after a full moon..she was very gentle...but the thing that astonished Remus the most was that not only she didn't run for the hills after seeing his state, but she joked about it...it was also the first time she saw his naked torso which is covered with old and new scars and she said something along the line "chicks dig scars" was very true.
Dora loves tracing her finger over Remus's scscars.
They love to bake together.
On their first Christmas together, Dora was torn between making fun of Remus's ugly Christmas sweater and admiring how good he looked in it
Ofc, Sirius entrapped them under a Mistletoe and they had to kiss
2/3 days before Dumbledore died, Remus went to Hogwarts to give him mission report and on his way out he got nostalgic and roamed the corridors and came across the mirror of erised....he saw Tonks beside him
"She looked like her old self that he had known before he’d left. No dark hair in sight, no hollowed out cheeks and pained eyes.
It was then that Remus noticed his own appearance had changed. He had no scars across his face. The premature greys in his hair were no longer there, he looked like his age. His condition no longer ageing him. His condition no longer existing.
It was then that the mirror showed Nymphadora moving a little closer, her hand touching his arm. There was a ring on her finger, one on his own too. "
-Quoting this part directly from this wonderful oneshot by @messrmoonyy
On the day of the battle of astronomy tower, Tonks found it before the fight while patrolling the castle...she saw the same image as Remus...BUT the Remus beside her was just the way he was, with all his scars and grey hair
Madam Pomfrey gave Remus a speech after the hospital wing incident...she told him that for seven years she had seen the part of him that he believes to be the worst and she still thinks he deserves happiness (from then on, She is a hardcore Remadora shipper cz Tonks was also her regular patient and she loves Remus like a son)
After they got married, Mad-Eye took Remus aside and gave him the talk, but was not as aggressive as Remus thought it would be, he even seemed pleased, Remus was surprised to realize that he approved of their match...Remus didn't realize how much he wanted it (threats of him being brutally killed were made, but that was expected)
Married life
Remus kisses Dora's knuckles every time she gives him hot chocolate or tea (that's all she makes, mostly)
Lots of cuddling in front of the fireplace
Remus finding Dora asleep on the couch, pushing her hair off the forehead, pressing a kiss and carrying her to bed...and then her waking up in his arms, confused but warm was fairly common
Whenever Tonks returns injured from a mission, Remus always notices every bruise or scratch on her body and tends to them with incredible care
Both Tonks's Teddy's hair colour changes with mood and Remus has all of them memorized...Tonks doesn't need the help of hair colour to understand Remus's moods tho
Sometimes after returning from work, Tonks stands in the doorway to watch Remus playing with Teddy or telling his own boyhood stories to the baby...she loves to watch what a loving parent he is
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122 notes - Posted May 2, 2022
#3
Tonks : *makes Remus a cup of tea but puts salt in it to prank him*
Remus : *sips the tea
Tonks:
Remus : *finishes the tea
Tonks : Didn't it taste bad?
Remus : Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all.
Tonks : *tearing up*.. Oh, okay.
125 notes - Posted August 10, 2022
#2
Mad-Eye : Remember what I told you, The quickest way to a person’s heart is—
Tonks : Through the forth and fifth ribs.
Mad-Eye : Correct.
Remus : *falls in love even harder
147 notes - Posted July 17, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
He's a 10, but thinks he's a zero
270 notes - Posted July 15, 2022
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