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seungsluvv · 6 months

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~Cheer up~

lee!= lee know

ler!= han

basline: Lee know has had a rough week because of all the shooting and recording for the Thunderous Music Video. He's worked his guts off sand he's a bit not himself. Hannie hyung comes to the rescue and helps lee know hyung feel better, but it backfires!

This is all scripted, if you dont feel like reading this , feel free to skip! <3

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All week, Lee Know has worked his butt off for shooting and filming for the Thunderous Music Video. He's not in the mood to talk to anybody this right second, including hannie. Hannie walked into the bedroom and raised an eyebrow at lino. He gazed back and gave him the death stare, you really don't wanna mess with lee know right now, even if your life depended on it ~ but han tooK the risk and sat down beside lee know.

Han smiled, "hey hyung.. what are you doing?" lino sighed and gave him a short forbidden smile. "just sitting down, why?" hannie started chatting to lee know as if to hopefully make him feel better, but he still hasn't smiled a single bit.

"i have an idea, lets play a game!" han hyung looked at lino. "first lie down with your hands under your back" he lay down with his hands behind his back and he couldn't move his hands at all. "right now close your eyes, and give me a second" hannie said, he climbed ontop of lee know and sat on his thighs.

"hyung? what are you doing? and why are you sitting ontop of me?" he said, but before he got an answer han started slowly spidercrawling up towards his neck and he let out a little nervous giggle. "h-hey, stop doing that!" he twitched as the tickle sensations started getting closer to his neck. "uh oh, look's like somebodys ticklish~" lino was trying to keep his laugh in, which he did until a point when hannie hyung started to dig his fingers into his sides and he arched his back like a cat as han tickled him. “I-I’m not t-ticklish!” hannie could see lee know was struggling so he clawed his sides "arghhh, ihihit ticklhlhlhes so muhuhuch!" he made han laugh to how cute he was, he has never seen him this ticklish before.

Han weakly and slowly clawed his sides and lee know started giggling more. "NOHOHOHOHOHO pLEASASASASE STOHOHOp~" "oh so it tickles when i do it more slowly?" hannie chuckled as lee know kept squirming. "YEHEHEHEHES, NOHOHOW STOHOHOp IHIHIHT~" He wasn't taking no for an answer, instead he wiggled a bit deeper into his sides. Lee know could not hold it together he started looking around to see if any members were around to help him escape from this mess he was in. “CHANNIE HYUNHNHNHG HELHLHLHP MEHEHEHE ~ ANYONE!”

“no one can hear you hyung! Its just you and me” Han teased him and he was in the ler mood. “Did I find a good spot?” he went for his v-line and he used one of Lino’s tactics he uses on Han, moving his index finger slowly along him to make it more ticklish. “p-pleasesese hyununung it tttickles sohoho much!~” hannie has just started and he was already getting tired, not that he will admit it but lino likes being tickled. “Tickles are the essential part of medicine to make you feel better! plus I’ve barely gotten started” the younger let the older breathe from a minute. “so.. a-are you done?” the vocalist started to spider-crawl up his sides towards his armpits and said “can you lift your arms up for me?” Lee know was clearly not in the mood to lift his arms up after what he had just been through. “Why would I do that? Your just gonna..” ~ “gonna what? Are you…blushing?” hannie smiled and gazed at him. “Ugh, whatever, here I’ll raise my arms, BUT DONT DO IT FOR LONG!” he looked at him with a devious evil smile “sure sure, whatever”

Lino risked it and raised his arms nervously and hannie went for it. He wanted to tickle the older to tears,but he could only do that if he found his weak spot; which was nearly impossible because he was ticklish everywhere. “AHAHAHA HAHNHNHNHNIE THAHAHAHAHAT IHIHIS ENOUGH~” lino squealed as if Han had found one of his tickle spots. “so this one of your tickle spots, huh? Well what if I do this…” he placed his hands under his shirt and started to crawl his little hands up his sides to his armpits. “HOHOHOLD UHUHUHPP, THATS NOT FAHAHAHIR, PLEASE QUIT ITT” lino arched his back again like a cat and slammed his head back into the pillow. “You never laugh this much, it’s either I’m really funny or your extremely ticklish like seungminnie” Lino managed to break free and pin hannie down onto the bed, now he was in his own mess, he panted and was still giggling for about another minute and so was Han.

“HYUNG WAIT- y-you don’t have to do this” His eyes met with lee knows. “There’s no escape now, bold words from someone within tickling distance.” he chuckled. “Where’s your tickle spot, and don’t make me tickle it out of you, I’m still weak.” ~ “I-I don’t want to tell you…When I get attacked there, I nearly die” lino sat on top of his thighs and starting gesturing the spider crawl towards his sides and sto,acu ~ already knowing where his weak spot was. “W-WAIT- PLEASE, NOT THERE” he squealed. “Why? AW is that your tickle spot?” ~ “NOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THEHEHEHRE” hannie hyungs arms started flying out of reach trying to grab ahold of lee knows wrists. He let out a rather strange and unfamiliar sound. “Did you just snort?” Lino said laughing so hard, which made Han laugh even more because it was so funny. But as they laughed hannie realised he was free and could escape out of his punishment, so he flung his arms out and pushed lee know back onto the pillow of the bed and pinned him down, again.

“W-WAIT, THAT’S NOT F-FAIR~” Lino shrieked as Han started to tickle him again. “here comes the tickle monster!” He grabbed ahold of his arms and started to dig his fingers into his sides and armpits again. lee know was twisting and twirling around on the bed as han got closer to his tickle spot. he started tearing up and yet then his laugh turned silent mouthing the words “quit it” and “please stop.” The vocalist stopped attacking the older and they both sat up on the bed. Lino fell back into the pillow because he was so exhausted from being tortured. “You okay, I hope I didn’t go to far” hannie said and lee know stared back at him “No, I’m fantastic, thank you for making me feel better” hannie hyung lied down next to lee know and he snuggled into Lino. “I love you, hyung” hannie whispered and he places his face into his shoulder as to stop himself from crying “Hey don’t cry, there’s nothing to be sad about, you cheered me up and that’s all that matters, I’m grateful for that” Lino smally tickled hannies neck to make him stop crying. He chuckled and fell asleep on him. “I love you too, hung” he said quietly.

#stray kids tickle #tickletober #kpop tickle #stray kids #lee know #han jisung

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inventedfangirling · 10 months

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just watched the soonvijarn reaction video of bad buddy episode 4 for the first time and my words...... i was NOT expecting p'aof to start fricking tearing up because of that insanely great scene at the end (nanon you absolute absolute legend i don't think i could ever get over his performance here).

i mean of course i and you and everybody teared up when we watched it but i just did NOT expect the frigging director who had shot the scene (and who had probably seen the edits and the cuts multiple times) to do that.

throughout that part i wasn't looking at anybody else on that screen not even patpran cos here was the guy who brought them together on the screen who was behind the scenes who made this all possible viewing his show from the point of view of a passive audience member and feeling moved for his own characters and perhaps seeing his own queer self there too (idk if he has spoken about why he teared up or we know more about this from somewhere else) but with no other context this legit made me (as a queer person who writes queer stories) tear up and i had to pause and take a second to appreciate just how much this show is doing for queer people even outside the show.

it's all just a lot for my tiny fragile heart. i love bad buddy so much yall its made such a special place in my mind i could cry.

ahhh look at his eyes all welling up with tears arghhh I CANNOT

in hindsight though it was funny cos here i was tearing up over p'aof tearing up over pran tearing up over pat. it was inception but with tears, it was a tearception. alright thats it goodbye i will see myself out.

#bad buddy #soonvijarn #paof #tearception #im sorry i know it isnt super clever but im not unproud of it either :3 #but also screaming crying throwing up #bad buddy brain rot continues #the reactions are good #but like the reblogs say #the recap is where the gold is #watch watch if you havent!!!!

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bonesandthebees · 13 days

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I see everyone is pissing on the poor again. But seriously, phone calls are the worst. I had to get info from a certain group of people, and I sent an email. Got redirected twice, had to sent at least 2 reminders to ask people if they could please look at my email I need this for a paper. And then finally got the bare minimum of an answer about a month after my first email. A phone call could have made this a lot faster because they just send you from one person to the next and are forced to deal with it RIGHT NOW. Which feels so invasive.

I hate making phone calls. I hate getting them. Or worse, having to wait for someone you know is going to call. It gives me social anxiety x10. The only person I ever call is my best friend, but then we spend hours on the video call and I don’t have to worry about social etiquette. I can just run around, get something to eat, interrupt her to show off my cats, I’ve straight up done my dishes and made dinner on a call once. But calling someone you don’t know? Absolute hell. I’m not calling for my dentist. I can make online appointments for my doctor. Why is it so efficient?! It’s so unfair!

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literally I'm just sitting here like wow people really think I'm pissing on the poor huh (pls tumblr userbase learn reading comprehension)

YEAH THAT'S THE THING no one checks their email!! literally just today I had to make a call because someone didn't respond to an email I sent nearly a week ago and I really needed a quick response on it and the call was so easy and just arghhh pls

god I hate having to wait for someone to call me if it's like an appointment or something. like actually I'd much rather make the call myself then. I'm just sitting waiting like a trembling chihuahua

calls with friends are peak though I love those

#ask #spruce anon

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onlyswan · 1 year

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Arghhh so many mixed feeling in this live 🥺

For once I'm so glad he's standing up for himself and adresses the issue... it freaking sucks that he needs to do that in the first place, but there are so many weird people out there... it's scary!! We should start sending that video to every 'fan' who will post something like that in the future.. i'm aware they don't really care and won't stop but...

Same goes for joonie..

And why did it make me even more emotional to see him listen to On the street for the first time 😭 maybe i'm too soft these days..

Felt pretty nice taking a nap along with jk and 15 mil armys 😆 at this point we've seen it all!

How come he's soo cute when he's tipsy 🥺🤭 i'll never shut up about how this man it too good for this world..💔

Sleep well Art!!

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we went through all the feelings for sure 😭

yes i’m also glad that we are finally in a place where the boys can openly talk to us about things like this :( i hope they start taking legal action against these people because i don’t know how else they’re going to stop otherwise. oh, and my sweet joonie </3 especially that employee. i need them JAILED.

no me too he looked so in awe and emotional as well :( and honestly same with me when i watched the mv 🥲 on the street is so special.

WHEN HE STARTED SNORING I COULDNT STOP LAUGHING HE IS SO ENDEARING poor baby was so tired ㅠㅠ love him and his beer and late night concerts and here’s to many more <3

#🐧 anon

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chucksfavouriteprophet · 2 years

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jo x dean // things i’ll never say, avril lavigne

jo harvelle, april 7 1985

#jo harvelle #happy birthday jo #jo x dean #jo’s birthday #supernatural #spn #things i’ll never say #my first video arghhh #jo harvelle you have my heart #jo harvelle x dean winchester #chestervelle #dean winchester #jojoyousbday #joharvelleedit

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moodyclouds89 · 2 years

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Un beso[part 3]

Rindou haitani x Latina reader

Tw: attempts of sa

"Arghhh my head."

Slowly getting up you looked at your surroundings before realizing you were back at Catalina house.

"How did I get here?" You ask yourself. You heard your door open revealing your cousin.

"Your up! Gosh I thought you were dead." She said while giving you water and a pill.

"W-what this?"

"It's to help with the headache, you'll thank me later now hurry up and go eat." You took the pill and decided to ask her how you got back.

"How did I get back here?"

"Ran took you home..damn girl you both were really all over each other! Once I came back to check on you I saw you dancing with ran and you were really enjoying yourself so I didn't disturb." She said taking a seat next to you.

"I-I didn't do anything embarrassing right?"

"Nope, if you did I would be teasing and showing you the video!" You slap her shoulder playfully, getting up to go to the bathroom to do your business.

"But I'm really glad you were enjoying yourself y/n...and who knows you and ran might become a thing ehh?" She said while wiggling her eyebrows.

"Catalina!"

"I WAS JOKING!" She said while laughing loudly.

"But hey who knows?"

"Catalina te juro que si no te callas te rompo la espalda!" You yelled from the bathroom making your cousin laugh at you.

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"Oh you're seriously not ignoring me are you?"

Ever since what happened at the club with you and ran, Rindou has been ignoring his older brother for the past 3 days.

"C'mon it's not that I'm going to fuck her or anything...maybe." he smirk when he saw rin turn to glare at him.

"Stop using y/n to mess with me."

"Oh I'm not using her! She grabbed my interest too." Rin looked at him and saw the teasing look on his face. Before he could say anything they got a call from their boss aka mikey that there was a meeting.

"You're so annoying."

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"Y/n how about this? Does this look good on me? Oo! How about this!"

You just wanted to enjoy your day in your room, chilling and eating junk food while watching a movie but Catalina had to barge into your room demanding for you to help her look for something to wear.

"Catalina you look gorgeous, all the clothes you put on looked good on you so can I go back to my movie?"

"No! Not until I find the right outfit!"

"Where are you going anyway?"

"On a date with koko!"

After hearing this you got up and went to your closet. She looked at you confused before you pulled out a beautiful long red dress from your closet.

"Here you can wear this!"

She gasps before running to you and touching the fabric of the dress.

"Oh my god y/n! Where did you get this? It looks quite expensive!" You nervously laughed before giving her the dress and sitting down.

"I saved up some money to buy it when I went on my first date...but the guy set me up, so I never got the chance to wear it."

She looked at you worriedly asking if it was truly okay for her to wear it. You said it was fine and that it shouldn't go to waste by sitting in your closet. She quickly got changed and once she set out of the bathroom you were stunned. The dress looked gorgeous on her and it hugged her curves perfectly! She had her hair down. Beautiful long curls and some nice makeup. She looked amazing! You felt like a proud mother.

"Oh my gosh why do I feel like crying! You looked gorgeous Catalina! Koko is one lucky man!" You said which caused her to blush and yell at you. You laughed before you heard a knock on the door.

"He here! Well have fun and be careful! Take care and use protection!" You yelled from your room since catalina was already making her way downstairs.

"Y/n shut up!"

You giggled before hearing the door shut. You lazily got up to get some more snacks from the kitchen since you already ate half of the ones you brought upstairs. You scanned through the pantry to only find out you ran out of snacks.

"ay en serio?! Now what am I going to do?" You whined before you remember that you can just go and buy some more. You ran upstairs and grab your coat, keys and put on your shoes before heading out the door.

It was cold but you didn't mind. You continue to walk around and enjoy the fresh air. It was beautiful tonight, the beautiful night sky, calming air and the sparkling stars.

While you were busy enjoying fresh air you didn't notice someone coming up behind you. Your peace was disturbed when you felt someone pulling you from behind and a hand over your mouth. Your eyes winden and you quickly tried fighting the stranger that was holding you. But before you could do anything you felt something sharp on your cheek.

"Just listen to what I say and you won't get hurt." The voice said. You didn't like were this was going when you felt the man dragged you somewhere. You felt his hands creeping all over your body and you swore that you felt like puking right then and there. Before he could do anything else he was forcefully removed from you and you fell on the ground.

"Get your filthy hands off her."

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Taglist:@xbabybajix

I'm sorry it's short😕 having writers block and it's horrible😭😰

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #rindou x latina reader #Tokyo revengers x Latina reader #rindou haitani x latina reader #rindou x reader #tokyo revengers rindou #rindou haitani #tokyo revengers ran #Tokyo revengers koko

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hanniiesuckle17 · 4 years

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Reaction to S/o Comforting Them

They Get Hate and Their S/o Comforts them.

A/n: Not requested and I really did not expect this to be so long but I just really wanted to go with this idea especially since its a serious topic

Bangchan:

The takeout bags were starting to become heavy in your hands. They were quite light at the bottom of the apartment building’s stairs but now almost ten steps away from your door on the fifth floor, they felt like ten-ton cement bricks. Thankfully you had remembered not to lock your door since you were going far and your boyfriend, Chan, was still home. “Chris! Chris, I’m back! I got you spicy chicken!” You called into your apartment.

When you left Chan was doing a Vlive, but he should have ended by now. There was no answer. The two of you had converted the guest room into an office for Chan, but when you opened the door he was nowhere to be found. “Chris?” Nothing. He wasn’t in the living room or in the kitchen. Maybe he went to change? So, you ventured into your shared bedroom. He was nowhere to be seen.

The door to your bedroom patio was open, however. Walking out, you saw Chan sitting on the loveseat you had outside. He was staring at his hands, his hair blowing in the breeze. “Baby, it’s cold. Why don’t you come in? I’ve got food from-” It was then you noticed the look on his face.

“Chan, love, what’s wrong?”

Exhausted, Chan ran a hand over his tired face and through his curly hair. “Nothing. I’m just- I’m in my own head. I saw this comment on Vlive and...I’m fine. Just tired.” You shook your head and sat next to him. “No. It’s not fine. You are obviously not okay.” Chris shrugged before looking up at the sky. “It’s really not a big deal.” He tried to shrug it off and give me a small smile, but we both knew it was fake. “Okay...You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, love.” Instead, you wrapped and arm around his shoulder pulling him down so his head rested in your lap. He didn’t fight your motion, relaxing as your fingers raked through his hair.

You knew Chan would tell you eventually. You just closed your eyes and focused on taking care of Chan and making him feel better. An hour had maybe passed and Chan still lay in your lap.

“It was just one comment. It was so stupid that it got to me,” Chan said breaking the silence. Chan looked like he was about to cry. He held back the tears and instead reached for your other hand that was resting on his chest. “Go kill yourself and your team members. Your shitty music isn’t worth anything anyway.” Your movements froze.

Looking down you saw Chan fully focused on your fingers. You had dealt with hate. You were very familiar with it ever since you had begun dating Chan almost a year and a half ago. You knew he had anti-fans. It was no secret that out of all the members, Chan got some of the most and worst hate. But, this was cruel on a different level.

“Chan, I don’t know what to say...” He sighed, playing with your fingers. “If you did know what to say I’d be surprised.” You settled for playing with his hair once more, hoping that it would help. “This is more than enough. You just being here. You always seem to show up when I need you the most, Y/n.” He sighed and closed his eyes, further relaxing in your company. “Well, I love you, Chan. I’m always going to show up.”

Minho:

Your boyfriend was feeling really upset lately. The boys were prepping for a huge stage and Minho was going to do a solo performance as a transition. He had been spending all his time in the practice room rehearsing. You knew JYP was putting a lot of pressure on him and Minho was also stressed because BTS was confirmed to attend the award show. He didn’t want to fail in front of his old sunbaenims.

Jisung gave you a hug as you walked down the hall. He had called you earlier and asked you to come to bring Minho some food. Apparently, he hadn’t eaten anything all day. As usual, Minho was blasting music in the practice room. He was alone and dancing in the middle of the room. Patiently you waited for him to finish before setting down the food and approaching him.

“Hey, baby! I brought you dinner.” Minho gave you a half-assed smile. “Thanks.” He was dripping in sweat so you walked over to his bag and grabbed the towel he kept in there. “Why don’t you take a break? Have something to eat.” He shook his head and wiped his face and neck. “I can’t- I’ve got to keep working.”

Your boyfriend walked back over to the stereo turning on the music. This wasn’t like him. There was a fire in his eyes. A dangerous drive. He looked angry. You watched as Minho danced. Every once in awhile, he would mess up and almost scream in frustration. “Minho, stop. This isn’t healthy.”

“I’m fine!” Minho turned off the music and continued working on a specific section.

Anger and frustration radiated off of him. You couldn’t help but stand frozen half in worry and half in fear. Heavy sounds of his footsteps bounced around the room. A screech was heard as his shoe slid across the wood floor. “ARGHHH!” Minho screamed, collapsing against the mirror. His forehead rested against the cool glass, his fists on either side of his head. “Why can’t I get it!?” The sound of shattering glass filled the wrong making you double back.

When you looked you saw dark blood dripping off of Minho’s hand and splattering the cracked mirror.

Slowly, you approached him, reaching out a comforting hand. Silence filled the room except for the sound of his shallow breaths. He flinched away from your touch at first but didn’t push you away when your hand rested on his shoulder. “I can’t make another mistake.” He said, his brows furrowing. “Minho, who said you were making mistakes?”

No matter what you did, Minho wouldn’t look at you. “I know you told me not to look at them...It’s just hard not to. You don’t know when one of those is going to be mixed in with a good comment and-” You could tell he was starting to get angry again so you took his hand gently and pulled him into you. Like it was his second nature Minho’s arms wrapped around you. “Are you mad at me?”

His question broke your heart. He sighed when he felt your head shake. “No, Never.” “I didn’t mean to scare you earlier.” You could practically feel the frustration and tension leaving his body as you rubbed his back. “It’s not your fault.” After awhile Minho pulled away from rubbed his tired face. “Oh god. The mirror.” One of the dance mirrors was severely cracked from when Minho punched it. “I’m gonna have to pay for it. Chan’s gonna be pissed.”

“Hey! Hey! Look at me,” You turned your boyfriend back around to face you.

“I’ll take care of it. I’ll cover the cost of the mirror. You just need to come home with me, have some dinner and relax. Sound good?” An airy chuckle led this chest and he nodded. It was nice to see his smile again. He smiled even more when you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before the two of you gathered your things and left the practice room.

Changbin:

Four straight hours. Four straight hours of studying. Convinced you deserved a break you checked your phone and scrolled through Instagram. Then you noticed you had received a notification about thirty minutes ago that Stray Kids were live. Opening Vlive the video came into focus. It looked like your boyfriend and the rest of 3RACHA were live answering questions. Your eyes immediately went to your boyfriend.

Changbin was wearing your favorite black beanie on him and a loose sweatshirt. One second he was smiling at something Han said and the next he was frowning at his phone. He took off his beanie and ran a hand through his blonde hair. Changbin was oddly quiet for the rest of the live stream. At one point he even turned his phone over and pushed it away.

Something was not right. Changbin did not look okay. He avoided eye contact with the boys and kept his answers short. He had that look on his face. The same look when he found you still awake studying for an exam at three a.m. Changbin hated seeing you struggle. It hurt him seeing you push yourself.

Not being able to take it you opened the live stream on your laptop and called him. Normally hearing his special ringtone for you would make you smile, but he looked at his phone like it was a weapon aimed at him. The call went to voicemail. Jisung and Chan both looked at him when he ignored the call. “Yah! You know who that is! Pick up!” Jisung said, half laughing through his words. The comments began to ask who it was and why their ringtone was a special song.

“Changbin only has one special ringtone set. It’s for the person who he sees the most.” Chan said laughing. You called once more. “Come on, pick up.” You muttered under your breath. Sighing, Changbin picked up the phone. You watched as he put on a strained fake smile for you, knowing you would be able to hear it in his voice.

“Hey, sweetie! What’s up?”

“Seo Changbin don’t you pull this bullshit with me.”

You watched as his eyes went wide, clearly not expecting your answer. “What do you mean?” He said pulling that fake smile again. Jisung and Chan poked and laughed with each other while Changbin spoke to you. “Binnie, I know you are putting on a fake smile pretending that you are okay when you are actually not so cut the shit.” Had you not been worried about your boyfriend you would have found it funny to watch his eyes grow even wider and look around the conference room they were in like you were hiding somewhere. “How did you know?” Changbin asked bewildered.

“I’m watching the live, babe.” “Oh.” He scratched the back of his neck and motioned for the other boys to keep talking. You watched as Changbin walked off screen still on the phone. “Binnie, what’s wrong?” He sighed over the phone. “Nothing. I just saw this comment. It’s fine.” You would have given anything to be able to hug him right at that moment. “No. Fine is not acceptable. Changbin whatever that comment said is wrong.” He scoffed over the phone.

“You don’t even know what it said, babe.” “Okay, what did it say?” Changbin let out another sigh. “Something about me stealing everything BTS are writing and that our music wasn’t good. They said that there was no use in me writing for Stray Kids if all I was going to write was crap.” It was your turn to scoff. “Well. Both you and I know that is far from the truth. Seo Lewis Changbin you are one of the most talented producers and men that I have ever known and will ever know.”

There was silence on the other side of the line for a moment. “I love you, Y/n.” “Yeah, I know. I love you too. Why don’t we go get boba after I finish up studying?” He quickly agreed and ended the call. It made you smile to see Changbin reappear on screen, a huge grin from ear to ear.

Hyunjin:

You were running late. Very late. This was one of the biggest concerts in your boyfriend’s career and you were late. Usually, you would have met him at the fan meet before the concert, but your meeting ran over an hour longer than it was supposed to. Rushing home you changed and threw on some nicer makeup before driving slightly over the speed limit to reach the stadium on time.

You arrived just on time and moved to your seat in the second row. A few STAYs recognized you and were very kind and polite. They asked about how your studies were going and if Hyunjin was taking care of himself. You really loved how much they cared about him. Soon the show started and you were screaming the boys’ names with the other fans. The concert was going well. Except for the fact that Hyunjin was really out of it.

He seemed to be completely avoiding the right side of the stage and when he glanced over in that direction he got this look on his face. You could tell something was wrong. After Hyunjin almost tripped and fell during District 9, you knew something was up. “Hey, where are you going?” A fan beside you asked while they were finishing up a song. “I’m just going to go to the restroom.” You said giving her a smile. She nodded and promised to keep your seat.

You moved to the right side of the stadium and showed your ID to the staff who led you down a hall to the backstage. Their manager greeted you with a smile and quickly gave you a pass so no one would bother you. “Is everything okay?” He asked over the music. “Hyunjin seemed a little off to me. Is he alright?” You questioned as he leaned over to hear you. He nodded. “He seemed a little upset after the fansign, but he told me it was nothing.” You trusted their manager. He always took good care of the boys. However, you knew Hyunjin. He would say anything for the staff to let him perform.

“They have a ten minute break before the next set. Hyunjin has fifteen since the dance unit is second.” “Thank you.” Not a moment later the boys started exiting the stage, stylists and staff rushed to them giving them water and wiping them down. Quickly they ushered the boys to the dressing room and you followed.

“Y/n!” Minho cheered when he saw you. Several of the boys were shirtless, changing for the show, but they didn’t really care if you saw, neither did you. Minho gave you a hug and then passed you onto Felix and Jisung who in turn wanted hugs as well. “Go get dressed guys. You are doing great!” Your eyes found your boyfriend slipping off the first shirt and picking up one a stylist handed to him. “Hyunjin,” He turned at the sound of your voice.

He dropped the shirt on the couch and ran to hug you. “It is so good to see you.” He whispered into your neck. Hyunjin still had cold sweat dripping down his neck. “Hyunjin, darling, what’s wrong?” You said cupping his face. You could see it in his gorgeous dark eyes. There was no light behind them today. Hyunjin sighed, shaking his head. “Why don’t you change, and then we will talk?” Slowly he nodded taking the shirt from his stylist again. They touched up his makeup and then he sat down on the couch, his head in his heads.

“Jinnie, tell me what’s wrong.” He shrugged as you took his hands in your yours. “Did something happen at the fansign? A flash of hurt passed through his eyes as he looked at you. “Something did happen. Didn’t it?” He nodded glancing over at the other boys who were busy getting water and prepping for the next number. “There was a girl. She was one of the last ones. She gave me a signed petition of people wanting to kick me out of Stray Kids.” A hand went to your mouth in shock. You couldn’t imagine how Hyunjin must be feeling right now.

“She said that the boys only need me for the promotion visuals. She called me a useless pretty face.” The look on Hyunjin’s face made you want to cry. “She’s right there. On the front row in the right section.” Hyunjin buried his face in his hands. Wrapping your fingers around his wrists you pulled his hands away from his face. Slow tears were running down it. “Hyunjin, you are not just a pretty face. You are so much more than that. I love you because you are kind, and funny, and you dance with me in the living room, and you clean the dished when I don’t want to, and you have the biggest heart.” He chuckled and wiped away his tears.

“Really?” “Really.” He felt reassured when you kissed him. “I was talking to some of the girls around me before the concert and do you know what they said?” He shook his head and looked me in the eyes, curious. “They said: ‘Is Hyunjin resting well?’ ‘Please make sure he eats.’ ‘How is Hyunjin oppa? Please take care of our Hyunjin.’“ Hyunjin let out a small laugh, his eyes turning into cute crescent moons. “Real STAY love you. They want you to be well. So do the boys and I.” You placed kisses all across his knuckles, making him smile again.

“You don’t have to go back out if you don’t want to. The boys wouldn’t mind. You come first.” “No, no. It’s okay. I want to go back out.” Hyunjin said taking your hands in his. “I want to go for STAY.” You nodded, pushing a stray hair away from his face. “I’ll be backstage if you need me.” After kissing your cheek the two of you got up and went backstage to wait for Hyunjin’s next number. He felt better knowing you were only a few feet away if he needed you.

Jisung:

Your phone read almost four in the morning. You looked up at the building you knew your boyfriend was still in, JYP Entertainment. It wasn’t unusual for him to come home late or even stay at the dorm every once in a while, but he would always call you or at the very least send you a text. This was different. Jisung hadn’t been home for almost a week. Worried for his health Chan had sent you a message a couple hours ago saying Ji hadn’t come home the past two nights.

You heard someone playing the piano in one of the boy’s studios as you made your way down the hall. They were playing the same chord over and over again, adding different endings to it, occasionally hitting a sour note. It didn’t surprise you when the sound was coming from Han’s studio. Carefully you opened the door and looked inside.

Jisung sat the piano, notebooks, and sheet music strewn across almost every surface. He looked terrible. His brown hair was a mess and his clothes were wrinkled. Jisung slammed his fist down, making you jump at the sound of the keys. Defeated he held his head in his hands, soft cries shaking his shoulders. The sight broke your heart. You knew more than half of what the public saw was a confident front that Jisung put up to keep up with the other guys.

He jumped when your hand came to his shoulder. Quickly he wiped his eyes and sat up straight again, looking back at the keyboard and lyrics. “Y/n! What are you doing here? Don’t you have work?” It was clear he didn’t want you to see him at the moment. “Ji, baby, it’s four in the morning,” He paused before checking his watch.

“You should be asleep, you have a class at eight.” His words tugged at your heartstrings. Even through all this pain he was pushing down, he still kept up with your life and made sure you were taking care of yourself.

“Jisung,” Letting out a shaky breath he glanced at you, but soon resorted to shuffling the papers around, trying to clean up his mess. “Jisung, it’s Saturday.” He stopped and you could see the gears turning in his head. His gorgeous brown eyes looked dull and had heavy bags underneath them. “When was the last time you slept?” You asked cupping his jaw, trying to get the man to look at you.

“I can’t sleep. Not when I keep thinking about everything. I need to finish this anyway. I have a deadline.” You knelt down beside his chair looking up at him. “Thinking about what?” Jisung looked away, the soundproofing on the walls becoming very interesting to him. “Ji, you can tell me anything. I’m with you now, okay? It’s okay.” He broke, letting the tears stream down his cheeks. “Oh, Jisung.” Immediately, you wrapped him up in your arms. He held onto you like you were the only thing tying him onto this earth, this life.

“Hyung told me not to read them anymore. But it’s just so hard not to.” You knew exactly what he was talking about. It made you cry as well to think that those terrible comments and anti-fans were affecting your boyfriend this much that he felt he couldn’t talk about it. “They just keep getting in my head. They were even at the fansign yesterday.” You threaded your fingers through his soft hair as he cried into your neck. At some point, Ji had pulled you up to sit on his lap so he could hold you even tighter. “This girl-she wouldn’t even let me touch her album. She told me that I didn’t deserve to be with the boys and that I was just dragging them down. She told me to-”

He just cried harder held you tighter. “She’s wrong, Jisung.” You tried to think of a way to comfort the man you loved in your arms as you ran your fingers through his hair, in hopes of calming him down. “The boys love you. Real STAY love you so much. I love you more than you could ever imagine. Look at me,” Slowly he pulled away from my neck, eyes red and breath short from crying.

Jisung stared into my eyes waiting as I looked at him. “You are not alone. I’m going to be here. With you. Always. You understand?” Another slow tear ran down his cheek but he gave me a small smile and nodded. “Please come home, Jisung.” He nodded once again and wiped his eyes before giving me a soft kiss, letting me feel his gratitude and love.

Felix:

You rolled over in bed, expecting for Felix’s warm arms to wrap around you sleepily. Cracking open your eyes, you saw his side of the bed was empty. “Felix,” You called out, thinking maybe he got up to go to the bathroom or something. The clock on his nightstand blared almost two in the morning in bright red numbers.

Throwing on a big shirt from your closet, your bare feet padded across the cold wooden floor of your apartment. After knocking on the bathroom door you entered to see an empty room. “Lix?” You knew he came home last night. You distinctly remember going to bed early with him next to you. Maybe he went to get a glass of water?

Opening your bedroom door you saw a light in the kitchen was on. Your boyfriend was sitting in front of his laptop at the counter his head in his hands. Even from a distance, you could see that Felix was looking at Twitter. Without hesitation, you wrapped your arms around Felix’s waist making him jump.

“Y/n, what are you doing up? It’s late; go back to bed.”

You could just barely make out the tiny sniffles he was trying to hide from you as he stroked your arm, still around his waist. “Darling, what’s wrong?” You asked quietly, kissing his shoulder. “Nothing! I’m fine! Don’t worry, y/n. Go back to bed.” You sighed. Felix almost never called you by name. Especially when you were alone. Glancing over you read a couple of the tweets on screen.

omg Felix is so obviously gay it makes me want to puke

I’d honestly rather eat shit than have Felix get more lines this comeback

Lee Felix more like Lee FAILURE. Can’t you guys see he is bringing the rest of the boys down? #fuckoff

JYP should have gotten rid of Felix in the survival show. His gay untalented ass didn’t deserve to come back

Turning you finally saw Felix’s face. He had slow silent tears running down his cheeks. He wiped them away when he saw you looking. “Felix-” “I’m fine!” He said quickly closing the laptop. All you could do was wipe away the still flowing tears. “You are obviously not.” Felix just dropped his head onto your shoulder. “Do you want to talk about it?” Dejectedly he shook his head.

“Felix, do I need to call Chan?”

“No! No! I’m fine. Really. Don’t wake up hyung.”

His eyes went wide and he gripped your arm, keeping you in front of him. “Okay, I won’t.” Your hand went up to his cheek again, wiping away some drying tears. “By the way everything they said was false and you know it.” Your boyfriend nodded but still didn’t look convinced. He let out a sigh when you kissed him gently. Felix’s tears had finally come to a stop when you pulled away, but he still looked beaten down.

“Stay right here,” Lix did as you asked, rubbing his tired eyes. Exhausted from schedules that day and from crying, your boyfriend watched as you made tea for the both of you. Felix trudged his way behind you as you walked back to your shared bedroom. The two of you sipped on tea and whispered to each other about random thoughts that came to mind. Soon the two of you fell asleep in each other's arms. Felix fell asleep first listening to you whisper how much you loved him. You felt comforted in the fact that he was alright now and could finally sleep peacefully, his heart and mind at rest.

Seungmin:

Your last class had ended maybe an hour ago. Now you couldn’t wait to go and see your boyfriend. The two of you had made plans earlier in the week to hang out at the dorms tonight. The bus ride over was uneventful, you listened to Stray Kids’ new song and marveled in Seungmin’s vocals. How did you get so lucky? Not wanting to get caught, you went through the back entrance of the boys’ dorm and climbed the stairs.

The sound of your knuckles on the wooden door echoed in the empty hall. The door opened to reveal Hyunjin. “Y/n?” The shock on his face surprised you. Seungmin always let the boys know when you were coming over. Not that they minded. “Hi, Hyunjin! Seungmin and I were going to hang out tonight.” He nodded and glanced behind him into the apartment. There was a hesitant look on Hyunjin’s handsome face. “Just warning you. He had a bad day. Like really bad.”

You nodded, completely understanding the meaning behind his words. “I thought he stopped reading those comments.” Hyunjin shook his head, letting me into the boys’ apartment. “We were going through fan mail earlier today. I think he got a couple of bad ones.” A couple of the boys greeted you while you listened to Hyunjin and set your bag down near the counter. “Where’s Han?”

“We were giving him some space. He’s in our room.” The boy pointed down the hall to their shared room. As you approached you heard soft music playing behind the door. Softly you knocked. “Chan hyung, go away.” Again you knocked hearing a sigh and footsteps coming towards the door. “Chan I’m fine! You don’t have to-”

Seungmin’s eyes widened as he saw you standing before him. “Y/n...I totally forgot you were coming I’m so sorry.” Without saying a word you gently moved past him and into the room. You heard the soft click of Seungmin closing the door. “How was class?” “Don’t pretend, Min. Not with me.” His smile fell and his shoulders drooped. Soft music filled the heavy air between you. “Who told you?” Seungmin sighed, collapsing onto his bed.

“Hyunjin.” Seungmin stared up at the ceiling, his arm behind his head. Taking off your coat, you crawled over to lay next to him. “You want to talk about it?” Seungmin was silent for a moment, instead choosing to wrap an arm around you. “I guess,” You nodded and traced patterns across his chest. “There were just a whole bunch of letters today. They were all saying how untalented I am and how I could never replace Woojin.” You could tell he was angry just by his voice.

“I know they’re just anti-fans and I shouldn’t listen to what they say, but it just hit really hard. We only lost Woojin a month ago and that was already hard enough. Han and I have been struggling to keep up with the new lines and parts. When they said that I was replacing him...it just...”

“It was the last straw?” Seungmin sighed nodding his head. “Yeah. I’m not trying to replace Woojin. I just want to keep making music with the boys. We just work so hard- I work so hard to make good music for STAY and to hear people say things like that really hurts.”

Seungmin let out another sigh, but this one felt like he was letting go of all the tension and anger he felt. “Thank you for listening. I should have just talked to someone in the first place.” He reached over and kissed the top of your head, making you smile. “You were angry. It’s understandable. I’m always here to listen if you need me.” The two of you laid in the small bed, listening to the soft music still playing in the room, enjoying the newfound calm.

Jeongin:

“Y/n, can you come down to JYPE?” Changbin said over the phone. Thankfully you were seated in the very back of your university class so you could sneakily answer. “Changbin, I’m in class right now.” You heard him sigh over the phone. “Look it ends in like thirty minutes. I can be ther-”

“No, Y/n. You don’t understand. We need you here now.” There was something about the tone of Changbin’s voice. “Okay, I’m on my way. I’ll be there in ten minutes.” Everyone’s head turned as you slammed open the classroom door and ran out. “MS. L/N!” The professor called. You sprinted out to your car and hoped you had enough gas to get you across town to JYP Entertainment. You cursed the amount of traffic as your car came to a standstill in the middle of Seoul. You were about five minutes away from the boys’ building.

Ding

Picking up your phone you saw a message from Changbin. He had sent you a link to a video. Traffic wasn’t about to start moving anytime soon so you opened it and put your phone in the stand on your dashboard. The link sent you to a press conference with the boys about their upcoming comeback. It looked like it was an open conference so fans were there too. However, instead of talking about the comeback reporters kept on asking Jeongin about our relationship. Some fans were also screaming at him and the boys.

A car horn brought you out of your trance. You hadn’t realized that you were crying while watching the video. Wiping your tears you drove the rest of the way to the building. Jeongin was doing his best to answer the questions politely while still giving us the privacy we wanted. You could tell he was obviously bothered and upset. Chan had tried directing the focus on him but it didn’t work.

When you arrived Changbin and Chan ushered you inside, pushing past several reporters and photographers. “Where is he?” Chan motioned you towards a room near the dance studio. When you opened the door you were greeted with a dark room. “Innie?” Soft cries could be heard from the other side of the room. Seeing your silhouette before you closed the door, Jeongin rushed over to you and wrapped you in a tight hug. “Are you okay?” He asked cupping your face.

“Jeongin what’s wrong?” He shook his head, looking into my eyes. “It’s just...so hard.” You couldn’t see well in the dark, but from the sound of his voice, you knew he was crying. “Jeongin, talk to me, darling.” He held both your hands in his. “I hate that you are getting all this hate because of me. People are saying all this stuff about us.” You knew he was hiding the fact that ever since your relationship went public he was getting way more hate than usual.

“Hey, Yang Jeongin,” He looked up at you with sad eyes. You could see he had been holding this in for a long time. “You don’t have to be strong for the both of us. I’m here to do this with you because I love you.” Leaning up you placed a kiss on his forehead. “We can get through this together.”

“Thank you for being here for me, Y/n.” “Always, Innie.”

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moonmeg · 3 years

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What other fandoms are you in besides Hamilton and Avatar?

Not many. I used to be in the Miraculous Ladybug fandom back in 2017 but mid- and after Season 2 I kinda lost interest in it. I sometimes still watch the episodes if they get recommended to me or read old comics but honestly it's just gotten boring kinda... I never could put my finger on it exactly, never really could explain why I started disliking the series until I watched the video "Miraculous Ladybug is a Mess | A Rant" by FallenGale on YouTube I finally could say why. So many factors that just made it repetitive and uninteresting. I watched the New York special episode too and arghhh it was so... I hate to say it but cringy at some points... especially when it talked about the history and Lafayette.

I love Barbie (the old movies that early 2000s kids grew up with- Magic Pegasus, The 12 Dancing Princesses, Princess and the Pauper, Swan Lake, Fairytopia etc.) I love those movies. But I don't really know if I would put myself in the fandom.

I also love the Disney and Pixar movies and universe(s).

Currently I'm starting or watching some series. The Crown, Once Upon A Time and Outlander for example. I'd definitely put myself as a fan of The Crown and I'm enjoying OUAT and Outlander (though I only started with Outlander yesterday and only was able to watch the first episode) but I wouldn't call myself a fan or part of the fandom just yet.

So yeah :D

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milkybunbuns · 3 years

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smile → kita.s

Mistakes - 2

w/c: 1 k

warnings: cringe, cliche stuff, swearing

SMILE MASTERLIST

5:00 am

it was way too early to be at school, but this is what you had put upon yourself, as you dragged your feet towards the gym, stifling a yawn while carrying a bag of food for yourself. you grabbed the key from your pockets and unlocked the door, the gym was empty, which was strange, didn't practice start at 5 am? perhaps everyone was just late. you found your way over to the benches, not bothered to turn on the lights. you stared at the onigiri in front of you, promising it that you would eat it up and you would definitely keep your promise as you took a big bite out of it.

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you opened your eyes, shocked to see the area around you all dark. you must've fallen asleep while waiting, but what shocked you, even more, was a figure, sitting beside you, quietly on their phone. with the light from their phone, you could tell that it was kita.

"kita-san? what's the time?"

"it's 5 am."

"w-wha? when i arrived my phone said that it was 5 am, it can't possibly still be 5 am!"

"it is", he showed you his lock screen, which was a picture of the third years at a park together, "how long have you been here for?"

"well, i'm not sure actually, since the time on my phone is wrong."

"you could look at the time your phone is showing now to figure out what time you got here."

"eh?", you got out your phone which was buried deep inside your pockets, to reveal that it said 6 am, "I've been here since 4am..."

"y/n-san, you shouldn't get out of bed so early, it's not good for your health."

"oh, my health? my health is already terrible so it can't get worse!"

"having poor health isn't something to be proud of, you need to take care of yourself better."

"i do perfectly fine, but thank you for your concern kita-san"

"then put on some warmer clothes, it's only 6 degrees outside, you would freeze", he put his maroon scarf that matched his jacket, around your neck.

"a-ah, thank you kita-senpai", your face flushed from his kind gesture.

"it's no problem at all, just make sure to take care of yourself properly in the future", still with his blank expression.

"I'll try, no guarantees", you smiled warmly at him, hands gripping the edges of the bench while swinging your feet. everything was so romantic until someone just had to ruin their moment.

"OH MY GOSH, YOU TWO, STOP FLIRTING AND GET TOGETHER ALREADY WILL YER!?"

"Tsumu' shut yer trap."

"Samuuu'!!!"

you sighed and got up, sluggishly moving towards the storage room to grab the net and set it up, which you did surprisingly without any trouble, before retreating back to the bench to watch all the boys pour in and began practice.

to practice everyone's individual skills, all the spikers and middle blockers lined up in a line, with Atsumu setting it to them and them spiking it over. on the other side of the net, akagi was receiving the balls, along with kita since he was a defence specialist. you were putting the balls that were received back inside the basket, while yui was busy adding more notes to her notebook, so she could hand it over to you when she would leave. honestly, you would miss her, after all, she was the one who helped you when you were completely lost, taking you to your class while others gave crazy instructions which didn't make sense. yet, you didn't show it, since it was best to enjoy the last week you had with her. occasionally she would join you at lunch and the two of you would engage in some light chatter.

"Watch out!", atsumu yelled as osamu hit the ball right into your direction.

you felt a body push you out of the way and you landed with a thump on the wooden floor. the ball landed with a thump near you, bouncing a few times before rolling off. You slowly opened your eyes, wincing at the weight above you, only to be met with beautiful dull brown eyes.

"A-ah! Kita-senpai you should be sorry, thanks!" WHA Y/N W-WHAT DID U JUST SAY. FRICK, NOW HE'S GOING TO HATE YOU AND THINK THAT YOU'RE CRAZY. ARGHHH, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SAY THINGS PROPERLY, YOU WERE MEANT TO SAY THANK YOU, OR I'M SORRY. AHHH, HOW DID YOU END UP SAYING THAT!?

a/n: inspired by this comic i found online! :)

kita stared at you in confusion for a few moments, noticing how your face completely flushed in embarrassment and it wasn't long before the whole gym burst out in laughter.

"HOW DID YER SAY THAT PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT"

"OH MY GAWD, I WISH I COULD DISAGREE WITH TSUMU' BUT THIS IS JUST TOO FUNNY HAHHAHAHA"

"Smile for the camera, you're on video"

"SHUDDUP SUNA, YER DINGUS, THAT'S MY LINE! AND STOP VIDEOING US!"

"Now it's my line...and no ❤."

"YUI, GO STOP THEM!!!"

"I CAN'T!!! PFFFFT-"

"OH MY GOD, YOU HAVE ALL BETRAYED ME, FUCK YALL."

"y/n-san, language."

"sorry kita-san", you accepted his hand as he stood up from on top of you. you could see the faintest blush on his face.

"it's fine, don't let it happen again, pay more attention or you'll get hit again."

"okay!"

"ooooo, kita has a soft spot for our new manager? oya oya oya?"

"seems like it, but i honestly don't want to get killed thanks, I'm too young."

"what do you mean get ki-"

"atsumu, stop speaking and get a move on unless you'd like to run laps around until i tell you to stop. think before you speak. suna?", the said boy stopped in his tracks and shrivelled up under his gaze. "delete. the. video."

"and this is why you always get in trouble", osamu snickered quietly, mocking his brother.

"oh shuddup."

"yes kita-san", he glided his finger over the delete button, pressing it, knowing that he could just recover it from 'recently deleted' later.

"and remove it from your recently deleted", whaa kita literally saw right through him! it was like he was transparent!

"yes kita-san", suna could hear the twins snickering in the corner as he gloomily hit the delete button again. what a waste of perfect blackmail. it was going to be his first y/n blackmail material but it just had to get deleted!

"is nobody gonna talk about how suna literally said ❤?"

"stop breaking the fourth wall ginjima."

"I-"

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#kita #kita shinsuke #kita x reader #inarizaki #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#haikyu #kita shinsuke x reader

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bonesandthebees · 2 months

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21, 24, and 11 :D

hi icy!!

11. three favourite songs from movie or TV series soundtrack

OH WHAT A QUESTION FOR ME oh god oh fuck I have to only pick 3 shitttt. I am such a soundtrack fan arghhh. okay. I'll limit myself to one track per movie/tv series

the way he looks at me - trent reznor and atticus ross (gone girl soundtrack)

I love the entire gone girl soundtrack but this one is especially haunting. I'd been listening to it for months on end and somehow it took me that long to notice that in this track in particular, you can hear the sounds of someone choking layered under the music. if you've seen the movie, the point where this song plays makes this choking sound effect especially disturbing

container park - the chemical brothers (hanna soundtrack)

ngl this movie is kind of mid but the soundtrack is one of my all time favorites it goes so hard, choosing just one song was so difficult

okay this last one. don't make fun of me. I'm linking the youtube video because spotify doesn't have the proper movie version

bella's lullaby - carter burwell (twilight)

youtube

look if there's one thing I think most of us can agree on regarding twilight is that the soundtrack goes hard. I first watched twilight when I was 10 years old and this track has always been one of my favorite things from it. it's just such a gorgeous piano composition

ok putting the rest under the cut so this ask doesn't get too long on the dash

24. three favourite old songs

okay while there are a lot of definitions of 'old' (like is 80s considered old? 90s? 70s?) I'll decide to really go old school and stick to 60s songs because I do have a fondness for 60s music

california soul - marlena shaw

my mom used to play this all the time when I was a kid and for some reason I hated it (I have no clue why, I think because my mom just played it on repeat and I got annoyed) until one day I loved it

compared to what - roberta flack

heard this in a movie and it's been one of my favorites ever since

son of a preacher man - dusty springfield

and this is another one my mom showed me :)

21. three songs of your childhood

pumped up kicks - foster the people

if you were listening to the radio in 201-2012 you know why this is here

it wasn't me - shaggy

gonna be so honest I don't know why me and my 11-12 year old friends listened to this song so much given the subject matter but it definitely gives me a big bout of childhood nostalgia

counting stars - onerepublic

similar to pumped up kicks, if you were listening to the radio in the early 2010s you know why this is here

ask game!

#ask game #icyfox17

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owlsbride · 3 years

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Icha Icha and Prejudice: The Book Club

Chapter III: Who the Hell are Darcy and Wickham

He pondered the gift's weight and size with his hand before opening; apparently, it wasn't to lo long. It seemed to him that Sakura was playing nice with him. She could just choose a book as long as Konoha's history, but instead, she offered him the possibility of reading what? Three or four hundred pages? Definitely, she was becoming softer, ah maturity, she was getting there, and she was doing it in the most perfect ways, suddenly, he was glad that he wasn't that old yet. Actually, he felt like he was in a great moment: young and stronger than any good active shinobi and old enough like to understand life. Yes, perfect timing, but he also reminded himself that the thing with Sakura, was just that, a thing, a flirt. A game they both enjoyed until one day it could be over. But there was no reason to worry about that right now.

Kakashi didn't tear apart the red paper immediately, he took his time to ponder it a bit more while looking for his new cellphone. He hated that devilish device. Since the telephone signals, and with them the damn internet had reached Konoha, they had turned the village into an unstoppable tide of unlimited communications that could occur in the most diverse places. If he went out for a drink with Genma, for example, the always senbon user could spend the whole night texting with girls he got online. Instead, Guy used to make videos that he posted on the internet talking about eternal youth and giving self-help advice. Naruto kept texting him, asking when he would be ready to become the next Hokage and sending pictures of Hinata and her future motherhood, or funny dog and cat jokes. And so one day, one of the most elusive members of Konoha, despite his current position, became engulfed in modernity and massive connectivity, even with the other villages and nations. Yes, he hated, but at the same time, it was an excellent way of being in touch with people without the extreme necessity of meeting them face to face.

With all that said, he also had to recognise with a smile only visible for him, that it was the funniest way of pestering Sakura around building a lovely tension between them that rocked like waves between love and hate in the most amusing ways. So he texted her.

9:30: Morning Sakura, Thank you for the gift, I didn't open it yet, But I'm the most intrigue, Who are these Darcy and Whickham?

He sent the message and waited for the answer, he patiently took a seat at his desk and started checking the foulders in front of him. Nothing seemed too important like to take care of at that moment, so he requested Shikamaru not to be bothered during the day while waiting for an answer. Rather sooner than later, he would have to start reading that book if he wanted to be the best participant of the exclusive two members book club. Sakura's response wasn't coming, the day outside was terrible, the rain didn't stop since yesterday, and it looked like it wasn't to end soon. Where would she be? Kakashi really hoped for her well, that she wasn't working, because this time he would get mad, outraged. The vacation thing had been an order, and despite his generosity, his good disposition, his humility, his patience and his weakness for Sakura, he was the Hokage, and an order was an order. After all, it was for the good of the girl who only knew how to work.

So he texted her again, putting aside his pride and how desperate he might sound. In other circumstances, he could have waited whole days for an answer. He was not one of those who lived glued to the phone, responding instantly or pending of notifications and contrary to what they might say it was not snobbery instead a kind of an unconscious aloofness. Still, considering the circumstances, it was his right to be a bit pushy.

10:15: Oi, Sakura, where are you? all ready too immerse in your lecture?

He started removing the red paper from the book. The revealed was a slow process, almost ceremonial, like undressing her... it. The book was old, not old enough like to be a relic but it wasn't a new copy. Sakura gave him her own book as he did, what was inside of it was a mystery. He was intrigued by the title: Pride and Prejudice, no image in the cover, just a silky, velvety green hardcover, with golden letters stamped on them. Kakashi flicked through the pages from beginning to end as if to get a first idea of what the book implied, but apparently, it did not reveal anything. He had to start at the beginning.

Chapter 1: It's a truth universally stated that an unmarried guy in possession of an awesome fortune should be in want of a wife. However little acknowledged the feelings or perspectives of the sort of guy can be on his first getting into a neighbourhood, this reality is so well fixed inside the minds of the encircling families, that he's considered the rightful property of someone or different in their daughters.

So the book was an apology to what? Single men? Single women? Healthy people? It wasn't what Kakashi was expecting from Sakura.

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10:30: H.Sakura: Sleeping Kakashi, holidays, remember?

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10:30 : H.Sakura: You will have to read to find out. Don't be so impatient.

10:31 H. Sakura: I haven't started yet. Why so eager in perverting my mind?

So that was all after all. Sakura was just sleeping, so much worry for nothing. Kakashi should have known better. After all, the pink-haired girl was a good girl. But the truth was that he wasn't pleased about the situation. For no reason, he was upset. First, even if she was on vacations, she could have answered earlier, why to sleep late if she didn't spend the whole night reading? Second, why didn't she start reading? And finally, what was this book she gave her without any information? She wasn't playing fair. At least Sakura had an idea of what Icha Icha was about.

10:35, What makes you think that your mind is not already perverted?

Suddenly, the texting was more interesting than Pride and Prejudice, who was left behind in less than a minute.

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10:38 H. Sakura: Trust me, sensei, I know my mind and is not as perverted as yours.

Kakashi laughed.

10:38: You are accepting though that even if your mind is not perverted as mine...

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10:39: H. Sakura: Arghhh... What do you want?

10:40: So many things...

10:40: But for starters, I would love to hear why you haven't started with your part of our exciting endeavour, then I would love you to explain to me what this book is about.

The answer didn't come fast, and Kakashi turned his view back to the book. He caressed once more the cover, and then something caught his attention. In most of the pages, there were sidenotes and underlined sentences. Did Sakura used that book at school, or was it something else? Maybe, those notes were more interesting than the story itself. He could perhaps decipher more from her than he had ever expected. Yes, he was smart after all, and he patted himself in the back for that.

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10:50: H. Sakura: Sensei, please, give me a break. Let me wash my face and have a cup of coffee first. Then we can discuss anything you like. I didn't start reading because I was thinking of you 10:50 H. Sakura: I mean, I was thinking what book to choose

Kakashi burst into a silent laugh.

10:51: So you are thinking about me... Imagine when you start Icha Icha...

10:52: H.Sakura: Yes, I will start thinking wich poison is the more accurate to kill a Hokage without leaving a trace.

The Hokage was so enjoying this, this silly flirting innocent game.

10:52: Yeah, tell yourself that till you believe it

10:53: Anyway, You never told me what Pride and Prejudice is about...

10:53: H.Sakura: How much have you read so far?

10:54: Two paragraph

10:54: H.Sakura: Then stop bothering me, and keep reading. Talk you later.

Kakashi finished the conversation with Sakura with her last message. He was sure they would talk again sooner than later, besides he needed to go back to his own reading.

Why, my dear, you need to know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is taken with the aid of a young guy of big fortune from the north of England; that he came down on Monday in a chaise and 4 to see the location, and became a lot extremely joyful with it, that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately; that he is to take ownership before Michaelmas, and some of his servants are to be inside the residence with the aid of the end of subsequent week." "What is his call?" "Bingley."

Notes:

Another update for you all. Kakashi and Sakura are texting, for now.

Something about the write: In these messages when I don't put the name is because is the one who is texting and POV of the character, for example in this case is Kakashi's so I think there is no need to say that he is the one sending the text to Sakura, the same will happen in the next chapter but in the other way. Is it clear or I confuse you all more??

Please please please, even if I hate pleading, you know what to do.

next chapter soon, what would be inside icha icha?

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