#so pls tell me u think it's pretty or i'll throw up

[sentientgolfball]

can u pls do ummmm um dew/reader/rain :3 mayb a little jealousy smth smth ....... and like ummmm mayb things get a little wild or smth like idk ! hope this helps thank u champion <3

Next time you want me to write smut ask me out loud instead of sauntering into my ask box as an anon (jk ily but if you don't give me more substance next time i'll beat u <3)

Anyways possessive Rain is the best and you cannot boo me cause I'm right

MDNI 18+ my requests are open !

“And what’s this lovely Sibling doing all alone?” 

“Working, Dew. Ever heard of it?” 

You grabbed another crate of books and moved between the rows of shelves hoping to put some distance between you and the fire ghoul. You pushed the row on the shelf in front of you to make room for the newest editions and sighed when you were met with Dew’s smug little face peeking back at you. 

“What a shame. I was looking for someone to play with and all that came to mind was you.” 

“How romantic.” 

You rolled your eyes and shoved the stack in your hand into place obscuring his face. You felt a small smile creep onto your face hearing the softest little whine from him, but it quickly fell when he rounded the corner. You crossed your arms as he closed the distance between you two. He was so close you could feel the heat that seemed to always be rolling off of him. 

“Come on, all work and no play makes you a bad Sibling.” He trails a claw up your forearm. You have to fight the shudder you can feel pricking just under your skin. You’d be damned if you gave him the reaction he wanted. 

You look at him with your best bored expression “If you want to fuck someone so bad I’m sure Phantom would be delighted to have you.” 

You watched his eyes start to glow with the mention of the quintessence ghoul’s name. You felt a little proud of yourself for knowing just how to get under Dew’s skin. He stepped back from you with a dramatic sigh, throwing his head back. 

“You really are no fun. Explains why Rainy took such a liking to you.” 

That little fucker. 

You don’t get the chance to reply before he walks past you towards the main doors of the library. You tense feeling the spade of his tail brush the side of your thigh. You swear you hear a snicker before you’re completely alone again. You groan and lean against the shelf you were working on when you hear the heavy doors open and then close. For the past few weeks, you have been having encounter after encounter with Dew that pretty much follows the exact same formula. He annoys you, asks you to fuck, and then leaves when you say no, but not before he gets some type of reaction out of you. It’s a game to him and despite constantly turning him down you couldn’t help but feel like you were the one losing. You had no idea what you did to gain the little fire ghoul’s attention, but you did know he was starting to draw you in. You hated yourself for even thinking that, but there was no denying it.  

Actually, scratch that. 

You knew exactly what you did to get his attention. It’s because you had gotten Rain’s attention. The water ghoul tends to spend a lot of his free time split between the lake and the library. A few months ago he had begun to appear during the shifts you worked. He didn’t do anything out of the ordinary, just sat in his usual spot and flipped through whatever he was currently reading. That didn’t stop you from staring, though. You had always thought he was a sight to behold, the way his blue-grey skin rippled like a pool when the sunlight hit him just right or how his fangs would poke out from under his lip when he was wholly absorbed in his story. You were enamored by him. All your feelings came to a head one day when he caught you throwing glances in his direction. He came over to you and you were sure he was going to call you out or tell you off, but all he did was introduce himself and ask if you wanted to know what he was reading. 

From that point on, you and Rain had started to hang around each other more often. At first, it was innocent enough. Simply gushing to each other about the latest books you’ve read or sharing the gossip heard around the Ministry, but then hands started to wander. He’d give these little touches that would make your stomach flip and skin feel electric. He’d say these little things that made you overanalyze every conversation later that night in the shower. You’d squirm and he’d go on like nothing was happening, as if he didn’t know exactly what effect he had on you. It all tipped over the edge one night when he pulled you into an alcove after midnight mass panting about just how badly he needed you. The thought was quickly interrupted by a pair of ember-like eyes burning holes into your soul. 

 That was about the time Dew started to pop into your life. That was also the last time Rain tried for secrecy. Ever since then, he had been very outward about his affection, about his fondness for you. He even began taking to staying in your room a few nights out of the week. Your life soon became overrun with the near-constant presence of two ghouls. At first, it was almost like a dream come true, but now it was just your personal nightmare. As Rain got more possessive Dew got more insistent. It was getting to be a bit overwhelming if you were being honest. 

Maybe I’ll talk to Rain about it…oh fuck Rain!

You checked the time on the grandfather clock that sat near the fireplace in the library and cringed when you heard the bells chime before you even finished reading the face. You were late. It was supposed to be one of your little date nights, something he insisted on doing recently, but you completely missed the meeting time. You hadn’t realized just how long you’ve been unpacking all the new books that were ordered. You groaned and moved the half-empty crate behind the front desk deciding it’ll be easier to just deal with the rest tomorrow. You left the library in a hurry to get back to your room. You’d be quick. You would just change out of your uniform and sprint to the lake no problem at all. 

You paused when you were outside of your door. You leaned in closer and furrowed your brow in confusion. Either you were crazy or someone was in your shower. You carefully opened the door and crept in. You immediately sighed in relief when you saw Rain’s clothes draped over the chair at your desk. Of course he wouldn’t go to the lake without you first. You flopped onto the bed after changing out of your habit, idly scrolling your phone waiting for him to finish. You didn’t dare open any of the messages from Dew. The sound of the shower turning off made your head pop up. It wasn’t long before the door opened with a puff of steam and Rain walking out with nothing on but his sweatpants and a towel around his neck. He didn’t look surprised to see you sitting there in the slightest. 

“Did you use all the hot water?” 

“You could’ve joined me.” He shrugged with a smile before sitting down next to you, pulling you to his side. 

“I take it we’re not going to the lake anymore?” 

“Nah it’s too cold for that now.” 

“I’m sorry I got caught up at work and–”

“Don’t be sorry sweet thing. We still have the rest of the night together.” 

“But–” 

You were cut off by him leaning down to nuzzle into the crook of your neck, planting a light kiss there. You tensed when you felt him pull away and sit up. His expression was unreadable.

“You smell like Dew.” 

Here we go.

“Yeah he came to visit me at work…like always.” 

“What did he want?”

“Oh, the usual. Asking me to fuck him and then making fun of you.”

He looked at you expecting you to continue. It wasn’t hard to tell you had something else on your mind. You played with his fingers as you spoke the next part. 

“Rain what is going on with you two? He hasn’t left me alone since you started spending more time with me.” 

Rain rolled his eyes “That’s just how he is. He has to have everything I have. He wants everything I want.” 

“So it really is just a game to him?” 

“More or less, why do you ask?” 

You couldn’t explain it. The quick sinking feeling you got when Rain said this. Of course, you had always had that thought in your mind that Dew was just toying with you, but having it confirmed by the one who knew the fire ghoul better than anyone else made you feel strange. You shook your head trying to shrug it off, but Rain didn’t let it go. He turned fully towards you, putting a hand over yours. 

“You wanted it to be more than a game, didn’t you?” 

You floundered for a response, not entirely sure how to answer that. He laughed and it sends a shiver down your spine. You meet his gaze and you see something dark, almost predatory there. 

“I hate to burst your bubble, but he’s not going anywhere near you” he leaned in close and dragged his fangs over your pulse point “I’ll make sure of that.” 

~~~

Everything only got worse from there. Rain now spent all of his free time in the library pretending to read while he watched you work. Any time Dew showed up you could hear the low growl from across the room. This only spurred Dew on. He would talk to you louder than necessary while making eye contact with Rain the entire time. You were mortified the day he commented on the fresh bruises and bite marks that peaked above the collar of your uniform. You were entirely prepared to see Rain attempt to kill him. That day didn’t come for a while, though. 

It all happened so quickly. Dew has been uncharacteristically quiet all day. Simply watching you and occasionally actually helping you. Rain had been on the same page for ten minutes. And then it happened. You almost fell carrying the last of the massive crates of books and Dew was right there. He caught you just before you face-planted into the nearest shelf, holding you closer than needed asking if you were alright in a low voice. You didn’t get the chance to answer before you heard a chair scraping against the floor and Dew was yanked off of you. You watched Rain drag Dew out of the library by the back of his neck, tail lashing as he went. 

That was the last you saw of both of them for the next 24 hours. The only thing that stopped you from believing Dew was dead at the bottom of the lake was that no new announcement regarding ghoul summonings was made. Your last straw was when you went to the feast hall and the ghoul table was noticeably empty. You decided that you were going to march down to the ghoul den, find Rain and Dew, and demand an explanation. But that was easier said than done. 

You found yourself standing outside of the den. You had been standing for about ten minutes now. All your confidence drained the moment you saw the ornate doors with various claw marks on them. You were about ready to say fuck it and turn around when you heard shouting. The voices very clearly belonged to Dew and Rain. Well, you assumed it was Rain because all you could hear was the angry snarls of the fire ghoul. You pressed closer to the door to make out what they were saying.

“I don’t understand why you’re so pissy about this! It’s not like this is the first time we’ve shared a Sibling!” 

“Oh please. Don’t act like you don’t know what you’re doing. Sharing. The great Dewdrop doesn’t share. He takes what he wants without considering for a moment anyone or anything but himself.” 

“Aww you think I’m great.” 

You jump back when you hear the sound of feet stomping closer to the door. 

“Yeah Yeah go run and hide at the bottom of the lake. Maybe I’ll visit your sweet thing while you’re moping.” 

The door flies open and you stare dead ahead at Rain’s chest, too scared to meet his gaze. You can feel him staring down at you. Your face flushes when you hear Dew cackle. 

“Or maybe they’ll visit me.” 

Rain hisses and there’s a moment of silence before his hand brushes your cheek. It trails down under your jaw as he tilts your head up to look at him. You feel your stomach drop to the floor when you’re met with that blank face that’s impossible to read. Just over his shoulder, you can see Dew staring at you with his head slightly tilted and a grin plastered on his face. Rain’s voice pulls your attention back to him. 

“What are you doing here?” he says softly, genuinely.

“I…came to find you and Dew. I was worried when you both disappeared after what happened in the library.” 

“Aww did you hear that Rainy? They were worried about me.” 

Rain’s eyes narrow as he removes his hand from your face and grabs your wrist. He begins to leave the den and you have to dig your heel in to not be dragged along with him. When he feels the resistance he stops to turn and look at you confusion written all over his features. 

“No” You’re feeling a lot bolder than you were five minutes ago “No. That’s not all. I have no idea what’s going on between you two but you need to kiss and make up. I’m tired of being dragged into the middle of this.” 

“What’s going on is Dew cannot fathom the idea that I have interests that aren’t him.” 

“I think what you mean to say is ‘I’m a possessive bitch who can’t stand it when the great Dewdrop looks at anything that’s not me’.” 

Dew’s words and the glare from Rain make you have a sudden realization. This was never Dew’s game. It was Rain’s.  You think back to all the encounters you had with Rain before the day he pulled you into that alcove and realize Dew had always been there. You now understand why he became a presence in your life after that moment. At this point though, you couldn’t care less about which ghoul wanted who or what. You were tired of their petty little pissing contest. 

“Okay,” You rub the bridge of your nose “What’s it going to take to get you two off my ass and to treat each other like friends again?” 

“You really don’t have to do anything. It’ll cool over like it always does.”

“Rain I am sick and tired of being in the middle of this.” 

“You know, I have an idea. But I don’t think Rainy will be too thrilled about it.” 

Rain growls at him and you too have an understanding of what that idea is. 

“Lord’s below Rain if all it takes is letting Dew get his dick wet then what's the problem.”

“The problem is he can’t stand when it’s anyone else but him.”

“Can it Dewdrop,” you turn to look at Rain who looks ready to break something but the slight blush on his face betrays his thoughts “Would it help if you were there?” 

“Ooo we picked a freaky one! Come on wet boy they’re literally asking for it.” 

Rain sighs “You really wanna do this?”

“If it’ll get things back to normal then yes. Very much so.” 

You did not realize how fast it would all move when you said those little words. The doors to the ghoul den were slammed shut as Rain stalked close to you with that hunter’s gaze. You were suddenly very aware of how easily it would’ve been for Rain to just get rid of you if he really didn’t want Dew around you. You start to back away from him but you end up bumping into Dew’s chest. You feel his hands wrap around your middle and his breath against your ear.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Rainy’s always liked the chase. Why do you think it took him so long to fuck you? It wasn’t just because of me.” 

You yelp feeling yourself be quickly lifted off the ground by the little ghoul. He taunts Rain the whole way to his bedroom. You briefly wonder how many times this exact situation has happened when you see the look on Rain’s face. You don’t have much time to consider it before you’re being thrown rather unceremoniously onto a bed. You barely have enough time to blink before Dew is sitting between your legs. 

“Alright dear Sibling, last chance. If you wanna leave just say the words and that’ll be it.” 

You feel the mattress dip as Rain sits against the headboard. You look up at Dew and see his burning gaze and you come to find you want this a lot more than you previously thought. You gave Dew the go-ahead and that was all he needed. He practically pounced on you the moment ‘yes’ left your mouth. He kissed you harshly before nipping your bottom lip with his fangs. You gasped and he used this to slip his forked tongue into your mouth. He licked into you feverishly before making an attempt at shoving his tongue down your throat. His mouth never left yours as his hands traveled from your hips to your neck. He flexed his claws against your skin each time you moaned into his mouth. 

You reach for him, trying to bring him closer to you, but the moment you do he is ripped from you. You whined in confusion as Rain pulled him off of you and onto him. You watched the way Rain pulled his head back by his hair exposing his neck. He squirmed and gasped as Rain kissed and bit at the scars on his neck. Dew reached a hand out and pushed lightly on Rain causing him to stop and gaze at him. 

“Come on Rainy don’t be rude to our guest. I thought you liked your sweet thing?” 

You looked away when Rain’s eyes landed on you. He smoothed a hand over your head, letting it continue down your back and under your shirt. You shudder at his cool touch and finally look up at him. He grins when he has your attention before darting forward and biting hard into Dew’s neck. He gasps and ruts ever so slightly onto Rain’s thigh as the water ghoul laps at the wound before any blood can dribble down. He pulls back and hums in satisfaction at the mark. 

“Now you can play with him.” 

He practically dumps him back on top of you. He doesn’t move from his spot sitting next to you against the headboard as Dew straddles your hips and pulls your shirt off. He latches himself to your neck as he drags the tips of his claws down your body to rest just above your hip bone. You can feel his tail snake into the bottom of your shorts, the tip of the spade creeping closer and closer to your clit. You gasp when it pushes past the fabric of your underwear and slides so slowly through you. He kisses up your neck and jaw as his tail flicks small circles over you. 

You squirm as the spade traces gently over your hole before pushing in. Your moan is immediately swallowed by Rain bringing his lips to yours. He reaches over you and cups one of your breasts in his hand, rolling your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. You try to concentrate on kissing Rain back but all you can focus on is the feeling of Dew’s tail dragging against your walls. Rain gasps and pulls back from you squeezing your chest harshly. You crack open an eye to Dew’s hand shoved down Rain’s sweats jerking him as he fucks you with his tail. You see something dangerous flash across Rain’s face as his eyes flick from you to Dew. 

He swats the fire ghoul’s hand away and shoots up, grabbing him by the wrists. You yelp as he’s quickly pulled off of you when Rain flips their positions. He pulls Dew’s ass up by the hips and pulls his pants off him. 

“I still think you’re being mean Rainy.” He wiggles his ass back against Rain’s dick. Rain peers over at you before pulling Dew flush against his chest by his hair. 

“Get under him.”

You shift around until you’re laying on your stomach looking up at the two ghouls. 

“Now suck it.” 

You slowly bring your lips to the head of his cock and push the tip into your mouth. You swirl your tongue around the slit before taking more of him. Dew’s breathy pants turn into moans as the slick sounds of Rain pushing into Dew fill the room. You had no time to prepare before Rain thrusts brutally into Dew causing him to be pushed to the back of your throat. You gag and the fire ghoul whines as your muscles contract around him. His hand shoots to the back of your head, threading his fingers through your hair guiding you up and down his dick. 

He barely has to move you as Rain keeps up a devastating pace. Dew’s head is thrown back against Rain’s shoulder with his tongue hanging out of his mouth too blissed out from getting fucked from the back and the front. You have to focus on breathing through your nose as every thrust from Rain pushes Dew to the back of your throat. You work your tongue over the vein on the underside of his cock. It’s all you can do feeling the ache in your jaw and your forearms from holding yourself up. 

You hear Rain hiss something in Infernal and it’s the only warning you get before you feel Dew spill hotly down your throat. You fight off a gag at the suddenness of it. 

“You better swallow all of it. Don’t waste a drop of him.” 

You do just as you're told and pull off of him with an obscene pop unable to hold yourself up anymore. It doesn’t take much longer before the sound of skin slapping against skin stutters and Rain grunts biting into Dew’s neck again as he cums deep inside of him. Dew flops forward next to you when Rain pulls out of him. The water ghoul runs his fingers through his hair and wraps his tail loosely around your wrist. Dew reaches over and squeezes your hand before turning his head to look at you. 

Eventually you all roll around until Rain is between both you and Dew, holding you close. You feel yourself drifting off soothed by the sounds of the ghoul’s purrs, that is until you feel Dew squeeze your hand again. You look across to him and get a bad feeling from the glint in his eye. He slowly untangles himself from Rain and crawls over to you. He runs his claws over your thighs. 

“Dew…” you warn, glancing up at Rain who appears to be sound asleep. 

“Oh don’t worry about sleeping beauty. Just focus on me.” 

You slap a hand over your mouth when his hand dips into your shorts. You closed your eyes and send a quick prayer to whoever was listening that Rain wouldn’t wake up to Dew doing his absolute best to pull you closer to your own edge. 

#the band ghost #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #raindrop ghost #rain x dewdrop #rain x reader #dew x reader #i hope you like it anon <3 #golfball writes

[f1shart]

the amount of times i've drawn clowns on this blog is absurd. yes it was twice but that's twice too much

ANYWAY personality swap verona au anyone? its more of a personality inversion since i didn't swap their personalities with one another (og idea by @quejicadelapulpa)... more info ⬇️

idk why when i invert their personalities they become depressed, evil, or both but 😭 i'll go in depth on each of them

Tybalt: he was always a clown but swapbalt is quite literally a clown (he prefers jester). his personality is basically mercutio: playful, friendly, but still prim since i don't see why that would change about him i mean he's still absolutely loaded 🤑 also he loves annoying mercutio, especially since it's not like he'll get his ass whooped if he starts to throw hands (since, yk, tybalt is JACKED)

Mercutio: what i meant when i said they turn depressed when i invert their personalities 💀 swapcutio is a man of few words. he probably speaks very quietly too, only ever getting loud when he's pissed at tybalt. speaking of, he's not as hot-headed as og tybalt mostly cuz i didn't want to just swap their personas and call it a day. nah this is much funnier. i feel bad for him though i mean he's got this fucking clown constantly bothering him and there's nothing he can do about it

Romeo: he's giving pascal and i'm so sorry ab that. anyway this is where i delve more into personal hcs about personality since some of these sims weren't given much originally. i see romeo as a pretty smart kid so i didn't change that about him. i also see him as a bit immature but his wit makes up for that and that's how he's able to charm people. while swapmeo is mature, he is unfortunately quite uncharismatic so who tf knows how he pulled juliette. he's still a romance sim tho so he has his ways...

Juliette: not too much about her. i originally saw her as a little hot-headed similar to tybalt, so i decided to commit to that and make her a very mellow and chill individual. no more raging at online shooter games for her ! swapiette also wears very comfy clothes unlike juliette and dont u worry i kept her uggs. they're simply too iconic 😩

Miranda: she's basically more like her mother. this is where i was conflicted like do i swap the adults' personalities as well?? regardless, swapiranda (i need to stop) is a good christian girl 😌 as you can see she did not dye her hair in this universe and same with hermia but we'll get there. i also removed her beautiful shades SORRY but they're still there in spirit with the blue of her nails. i think swapiranda has that sweet exterior but a snakeish interior in terms of personality

Hermia: i exchanged the goth aesthetic for something more pastel and trendy for the time. you could say swapmia is a bit like og juliette in terms of personality. ooh maybe she doesn't dislike her brother in this universe! though i can see her and juliette getting tired of his smileyness. also yess swapmia's hair is her natural blonde it fits her vibe more.

Puck: last and certainly not least, evil puck 😍 the poor residents of swap veronaville cuz this kid... to me, og puck is kind, shy, dedicated to their tasks but dreadfully incompetent. you'd think he's the media's idea of a fairy- playful and mischievous, but he is surprisingly the opposite. THEN THERE'S SWAP PUCK. absolutely devious. despicable. he plays pranks and they are fucking mean pranks (not as far as battery acid in pop tho 💀 that's one of their cruel jokes. pls tybalt is not actually drinking battery acid) who KNOWS what swapmia sees in them. maybe she's evil too lmfao

anyway that's what i got. tell me why typing this drained 54% of my battery. apple is wild. maybe i'll do st but that's a hell of a lot of work

#shart #tybalt capp #mercutio monty #romeo monty #juliette capp #hermia capp #miranda capp #tycutio #puck summerdream #ts2 #pushtet if you see this i purposefully kept pucks shorts 😈 ur so welcome #i've been thinking... since they're long shorts shouldnt they be called longs? #food for thought #veronaville

[crimeronan]

For your princess Luz AU, I hope it’s okay if I ask you two things!!

I’ve been curious on which role, if any, the collector would play here. Imo I’d guess Belos got rid of him (probably yeeted him off a cliff too) pretty much immediately after he decided not to go through with the day of unity but like, would Luz ever stumble upon him? And as a child agent of chaos who’s probably also genuinely mad at Belos, might jump at the opportunity to help Luz dismantle the empire in every way possible. But he’s also a GOD and extremely powerful and someone Belos used so what in the world would the collector make of her, and her of him?

Also, another question, going with Lumity as endgame, how would you see Amity growing closer to Luz knowing she never went through the canon character development? Like, that girl is utterly traumatized and wants NOTHING to do with Luz’s convoluted political shenanigans ™ which kind of just means anything related to her personal life (empress life amiright fellas). And, she’s also unwillingly getting involved BECAUSE she’s like no pls leave me alone and Luz’s like omfg she’s trustworthy and honest and someone my age who isn’t Hunter???? While Amity just wants to stick to Lilith and get maybe one or two motherly smiles. And Luz opening up to Amity by throwing random things out in the open or starting a conversation sometimes would just freak her out more, in a NO STOP way. Would it come through Lilith then? Maybe through Lilith talking to Amity about the Eda/Luz interactions?? I can’t wrap my head around how the heck these two will eventually grow closer and I LOVE IT

GOD these are SUCH GOOD QUESTIONS. both of which deserve full-length fic but since i'm never sure how much energy or inspiration i'll have, i will tell u what i know for now!

the collector actually played a role in my original outline for the luz POV fic -- in that storyline, he was the one who told luz that the grimwalkers don't "break" by themselves, that belos just gets mad and breaks them himself and then fixes them. because the collector does not understand that all of the grimwalkers are different. i ended up scrapping that because i wanted to play more with the horror of luz's growing isolation & her putting two-and-two together herself... i had an ao3 commenter suggest that maybe belos never FOUND the collector in this timeline, since elsewhere and elsewhen couldn't have happened. i definitely haven't thought about a branched-off no-time-travel canon divergence to worldbuild properly around that, but it's a possibility. at the same time i AM compelled by luz meeting the collector and having this extremely complicated "to free or not to free" dilemma -- if i bring him into the storyline, i want to be able to do him justice, you know?

as for amity.... god i'd need to write a Much slower-burn fic to work out the precise details of exactly how and why and when amity starts warming up to luz. but i think you're spot-on in that it happens through other people more often than through luz herself. i'm really compelled by the concept of amity and luz having this complex mutual attraction and these complex shared secrets and messy power dynamics prior to luz being able to cede more of her power.... there's something SO delicious to me about amity being terrified of catching luz's attention while also wanting her while also having no idea what that means, and luz being so careful about not abusing her power and so sick with guilt and so worried that she's overstepping while also being so starved for any honest connection..... whuff.

i don't think that amity will Eternally be as mistrustful of luz as she is in the immediate aftermath of belos's death. she has a lot going on stress-wise and has funneled that into projecting ill intent & danger onto luz. as time goes by and she becomes more confident that lilith is safe and that luz herself actually intends to keep her promises, and that luz really Doesn't have any interest in framing amity or ruining her life.... there'll be more of a sense of understanding. granted, still with the trappings of the political situation, amity's worries about autonomy aren't going away anytime soon & neither are luz's worries about abusing her power. but it won't always be this Fraught, if that makes sense.

in addition to taking cues from lilith, i think the other biggest factor is actually hunter. amity TRULY believes at this point that she doesn't care about him, because he's mostly just been a nightmare pain in her ass, but like.... she does. she Really does. around 80% of her fear of luz is wrapped up in what she sees in hunter and how she thinks he's being hurt/mistreated/exploited. amity has enough insight to guess that something is deeply wrong with hunter + with his relationship to luz, but she Doesn't have enough context to know WHY that is. it's way more belos's fault than it's ever been luz's. she doesn't understand that luz loves hunter for his own sake and considers him irreplaceable (she cannot stop assigning values to people based on power & assumes that everyone else does the same thing). so luz's anxiety and grief and clinginess read to her as possessiveness, control, entitlement.

i think that amity's view of luz will Drastically change once she realizes how genuinely luz loves hunter and wants him safe/happy/taken care of. that recontextualizes pretty much all of the scariest things that luz has ever done.

in the meantime, though, it's definitely in luz's best interests to back off. and i think that she does know that. she's not always great at reading social cues but she IS smart enough to figure out that amity is scared. when reassuring amity and extending an olive branch just makes amity shut down, luz will be like yeah, okay. i don't want to force you to spend time with me any more than i want to force hunter to spend time with me. you can hate me forever i'm fucked up and evil. just keep giving a shit about my hunter. ok??

#replies #long post #i havent reread this bc it is such a long stream of consciousness so. i hope it's. coherent. #toh #princess luz AU #lumity #amity blight #shitty idiot repression gang

[ye-local-simp]

Hellooo~ I saw u doing matchups so I thought I'd participate in this event as well! At first I wanted to wait with my request because my birthday is actually on the 5th of March, but that's when the event ends- SO HERE I AM :D I'd like to have a romantic matchup with a twst boi pls. Btw, please excuse my awkward communication skills lol

Thank youuu in advance if u accept my request.

(General stuff)

My name is Yade/Jade (the way its written changes in literally every country- not me sobbing in confusion rn), I'm female, use she/her pronouns and … I am weird. 160cm tall, (i have no frickin idea what that is in feet- I am European lol I think it's 5'2 tho), my parents are from west asia (turkey) but I was born in Austria. (Btw, idk if dis is important but zodiac is pisces and mbti is infp/intp. Its weird)

Appeareance:

I have a diamond shaped head with sharp facial features, my dark brown hair goes down to my neck but I always tie 'em up in a messy bun so that my shorter hair strands at the front can do their own thing xD Body type is hourglass and my clothing style is pretty casual held in pale/light colors.

Personality~

-Very accepting, polite and respectful. I value these three traits a lot as they are the foundation of relationships in my opinion.

- Intelligent and wise, if I do say so myself. I have gone through quite a lot of stuff so I'd say I am more mature than others my age.

-My humor is broken af but my fam and friends tell me Im funny so I'll just go with that HAHA

- Calm and Resilient. Even tho my writing style is quite chaotic and seemes energetic I am NOTHING like that in rl. I'm pretty laid-back and calm. Not shy or timid. I just like to relax xD I am pretty resilient as well- not easy to break mentally or physically.

-I tend to get defensive extremely fast and without even realizing it. Sometimes I am ignorant, other times I am stubborn. (Lazy as well but we don't talk about that HAHA)

Hobbies/Interests/Likes/Dislikes

Gardening (Nature in general), reading, listening to music (very important- my earphones are my bebes) and designing/decorating. I am also very interested in languages. I can speak 6 rn and hope to speak a lot more in the future!

Ideal date/lover~

-Okay, so first of all- I am very inexperienced when it comes to romantic relationships. The only thing I am good at is rejecting ppl LOL

-Anyways- An ideal date for me would probably be something simple and not overly extravagant. A simple picnic, a library date or just staying at home cuddling together and watching some movies. If you couldn't already tell my love language is quality time so as long as I get to spend time with them I'm happy!

-Now onto the ideal lover… the thing is, I don't really have a type. I don't care about appearance, the only thing I care about is that my partner is somebody who I can trust and feel comfortable with. Communication is also very important so maybe somebody who knows how to handle any kind of situation. I am a task-oriented person so my partner should be confident in what he does.

- Other then that I am just happy when I have somebody in my arms when I fall asleep <3

Sorry if this was too long.. i think i overdid it :,)) IM SORRY (OMG 600 WORDS- MY BAD)

You are matched with...

Riddle!!

-He will throw small teaparties for you two to enjoy, have walks around the garden and take you to see the hedgehogs

-Whatever it is , his dates with your are always unique and cute.

-Riddle believes that if you make a commitment, you should always stay true to it, including you relationship.

-He handles every situation even though most of the time he flies into rage for you.

-But at least, the work is done

#twst #twst x reader #twst matchup #twst matchups #twisted wonderland matchups #twisted wonderland matchup #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland fluff #twst scenarios #twst fluff #twst headcanons

[partyinthemysterymachine]

it hardly needs to be said that i am EXTREMELY protective of what i reveal in or about GOOMT, but i WILL say this:

i view GOOMT's...... Arcs(??) (Timeline??? ?? idfk) as separated into four books. there are four reasons to separate them into four books. i will be getting GOOMT printed when it is said and done, btw, and i can assure you that these four books will also have the additional use as a murder self defense weapon

not to mention that GOOMT also being four books alongside Harry's Filicide series ALSO being in four books may or may not have Implications or Correlations, aehdkgfdghkehghaha

oh yeah. chinhands. shit. Harry's Filicide series. yeah no that's GOOMT canon LOL i know i've talked about the Filicide series before just briefly here and there but no. no, that's GOOMT canon. hahaaha. i'm pretty sure i can talk about it bc there's like. nothing Spoilers about it so yeah let's give it a gew

so before the events of The Fuckening of Silent Hill Pt 2 or 3 Depending On Who You Talk To GOOMT, Harry was starting to seriously consider retirement, or at least taking a very long hiatus from writing.

he thought it'd be fun to knock out a book that was a very personal project. a. VERY. personal. project. it was kinda dark, it was strange and ~experimental~, as many would state in reviews. and it was called Filicide.

it was published, it received its accolades and its criticisms and Harry was like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and was just kind of chuckling wryly to himself that it was doing so well. and then he was going to announce that he was taking semi-retirement/extended hiatus when his agent/editor (Maggie) strolled up and /chinhand on his counter and was like. sooooooo~

........ soooooooo Filicide's doing reaaaallly well and people are wanting a sequel :) and i knoooow you said you wanted to retire, Harry. But. what if--

harry's like. mfer. jfc maggie i SAID i wanted to retire, i don't even have any more lore for that!! it was supposed to be a one-off!!! hello!!!!!! ma'am please button your blouse your advances don't work on me

sorry harry i just don't know how to seduce men with morals. anyway soooooo wouldja do a sequel oooorrrr :)c???

so basically Harry's like FINE. FINE i'll write a fuckin sequel jfc FINE but this better be THE LAST ONE--

SIKE spoiler alert it, it was not. Filicide got a sequel, yes: Infanticide. maggie was like. ummmm......... sooooo about that title,

and Harry put his foot down, like. either u publish it with that title or u aint gettin it

she's like. ok the execs said fine. but jfc, harry

Harry just ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ !!!!! what did i say!!!!!!!! so now we have two books in the series. and Harry's like pls let me hiatus now. and they were in agreement. but Infanticide did really well. people were loving it. it was REALLY off of his normal writing path and while Infanticide got some more negative and weird reviews than Filicide did, Harry super didn't care (considering the extremely personal nature of these books), his publisher loved their paychecks from it, Maggie loved her paychecks, and Harry loved his paychecks too!! so happy family right??

WRONG guess again moron. HOW'S ABOUT A THIRD and i'm pretty sure that Harry was actually in the middle of writing the fourth and last book of the series (and it was hard agreed-on this time that this was going to be the last Or Else) when GOOMT then takes place. so in the series, we have:

Filicide

Infanticide

Patricide

Suicide

which, super great dark and edgy right?? makes u think u might have an idea of what the plot of those are bc they're very personal to Harry and very uhhh Telling in their titles, right??

well. what if i told you. that the series is NOT a retelling of his time in Silent Hill, but yes, has strong connections to Cheryl/Alessa/Heather, but no, not THAT strong, but also it's a sci-fi ghost story in Space. :) now what would u think of that

anyway. throws glitter. Lore

#ches writes #harry mason #goomt #have some random goomt lore. go fetch

[loverrrgirl]

KISMET- Austin Butler x reader - PART 3

Warnings: talks of car accident, hospital, injuries, etc. Will eventually contain smut, just not yet!

Here’s part 2

I’ve never written a fic before so please feel free to leave feedback and ideas! Love u!

"You know what? I'm so sorry, please don't feel pressured to tell me" I said quickly to deflect from what I thought was major stalker vibes.

Here I am. Always putting my foot in my damn mouth.

He gave me a smirk and lightly shook his head. "No, no. It's okay. I'm here on a short break. I'll have about two weeks at home before it's back to a full schedule."  He seemed a little more comfortable now, his body language was softer. And I took that as a sign that I didn't completely creep him out. Thank god.

"So you're from LA, but you're just visiting?" He asked me, seemingly with a genuine curiosity. Like he wasn't just making small talk to be kind.

"Yeah, I'm not sure how long I'll be in town. But I moved to New York City about 6 months ago for work. It's really different but I kind of love how wild it is." I tried to not sound as silly as I felt. Surely he's traveled everywhere and New York was not the wildest place he's been.

"And what do you do for work?" He asked, once again so genuinely that I felt like I could tell him anything. His blue eyes sparkled with curiosity. I wondered if my simple life seemed interesting to him because of his stardom. He probably doesn't get to do mundane things often. I wondered if he misses the simple things in life or if he was used to it now after being in the throws of acting for so long.

"Oh, um. I do marketing for a publishing house. Get the book titles out there, get people excited. It's a lot of fun actually" I smiled thinking about how achieved I felt to land a job in one of the bigger publishing houses in New York fresh out of college. "Are you excited to be taking a break, or do you love working?" I asked, once again trying not to seem like I was prying in to anything he didn't want to share.

His tongue lightly hit his bottom lip before he slowly drew part of his bottom lip in. It seemed that was something he did when he was nervous. Biting his lip. And I really hoped I wasn't making him that nervous with my questions.

Wow he really is just a regular human. Down to earth. So nice. SO cute.

"Both actually." He said with a chuckle. "I love what I do, but sometimes I get really in my head and it's nice to take a step back and breathe. If that makes any sense?"

It made perfect sense. When you love to do something so much that you start to overthink it. I get that way too sometimes. Even in my much more mundane life.

"Yeah that makes a lot of sense. You seem to really put a lot of care and hard work in to everything you do. It shows. I'm glad you're getting some breathing room though." I said. His eyes lit up. With the most genuine smile he said "thank you, Stella. That means a lot."

Why did that make me melt a little bit? Thank god I sat next to someone that helps me feel this calm when all I want to do is scream.

"You're welcome." I whispered with a smile.

We sat in a pretty comfortable silence. It couldn't have been more than a minute or two. I didn't want to bother him if he wanted to fly in peace like he mentioned. I was about to lean down to my bag to grab my headphones again when the attendant came back to see if we wanted any breakfast.

"Oh, I didn't realize you had breakfast" I said to him, checking his name tag. "Do you have a fruit bowl, Tony?"

"Yes ma'am. Anything else?

"No, thank you though" I smiled.

"And for you sir?" Tony said, making eye contact with Austin.

"Coffee cake for me please. And one coffee. Three cream, one sugar please Tony." Austin said in a way that made me feel like he truly saw anyone and everyone for their humanity. Tony wasn't just a flight attendant to him. I was amazed by his level of respect and compassion. "Thank you." He said as Tony went to take other people's orders.

"Oh you're a dessert for breakfast kind of guy are you?" I asked playfully.

"Well yeah, I like to start my day off with something I love. Sometimes it's an omelette and sometimes it's coffee cake. My mom and I used to make coffee cake together. It's always been a favorite" he trailed off a little. A hint of nostalgia and sadness in his voice. But there was also a lot of joy in there too; Remembering such a precious memory. I had heard that his mom had passed and I felt thankful that he shared such a sweet core memory with me. A stranger.

"Mmmmm. I'll have to remember that next time order breakfast. You've made a good point" I nudged his arm , letting him win this whole 'dessert for breakfast' thing. I thought it was really sweet.

Tony quickly brought our breakfasts over to us. My fruit was in a glass bowl. First class really was something else. I couldn't believe that people do this regularly. The chairs were so comfortable.

I realized once Tony set down my food that I had absolutely no appetite. How could I eat in a time like this? The wifi on the plane never actually turned on. The pilot came on the speaker to tell us that it was out of commission. I couldn't even check to see how dad or Jude were doing. Or my mom. And although I was happy to have this really sweet and genuine distraction for the long flight, I couldn't help but feel guilty for enjoying it. But if I sat and thought about it, I would probably have a panic attack. And god, I would have been so embarrassed.

"Are you okay?" Austin asked, snapping me back in to reality. I must have zoned out. I wondered for how long. He was about halfway through his coffee cake.

"Oh, yeah. I just realized I'm not even hungry yet. Do you want any of the fruit?" I picked up the bowl and offered it to him.

Who the hell offers someone their entire bowl of food the first time they meet. Jesus Stella. Keep it together.

"Maybe in a while if you really aren't hungry. I don't want to take your breakfast." He let a little laugh slip out when he answered. He definitely thought I was as weird as I am. No doubt about it. "So," he said, looking right at me. "What is bringing you home indefinitely? You said you don't know how long you'll be in town"

I was surprised that he even remembered that I said that.

So not only is he so genuine, but he's also a great listener.

Then I realized I had to answer his question. He was still looking right at me. And he must have saw the sudden shift in the way I was feeling.

"It's okay if you don't want to share. I know you don't like to fly so I was hoping to distract you the whole time by forcing you to talk to me" he said with a small laugh and a wink.

I'm soup. Literal soup. HE WINKED AT ME.

"Funny" I laughed probably a little harder than I should have. I was so nervous now. I didn't want to emotionally dump something so heavy on this man who was just trying to relax on a flight. So I had to phrase it as lightly as I could. Which was a joke. There was no light way to put it. "Um, my dad and brother were in a pretty bad car accident last night. So I'm on my way to see them" I nearly whispered, trying not to cry as I remembered the panic in my mom's voice on the phone this morning.

He scanned my face, and I could tell he was thinking of what the hell to say to  a stranger that just told him something so big. So hard.

I shouldn't have said anything at all. This whole flight. And we have 2 hours left.

#austin butler fluff #austin butler x reader #austin butler smut #austin butler #austin butler elvis #austin butler fanfiction

[boethiahsboytoy]

1 thru 9 for ivrasi (hope i spelled that right) from the ldb questions OR all the background ones for varla (who im very normal about) pls and thank :3

I did both sets, bc I love rambling about my funky little dudes :D Thank u !!!!

For Ivrasi:

1) Were they trying to cross the border? Why?

She was, she was coming home from a trip to Morrowind where she assassinated two high-ranking Thalmor officials. She wasn't caught where the player character is implied to have been yoinked in the game (not sure where she was I'll look at a map later), but she was dragged off to Helgen for execution.

2) Do they follow Hadvar or Ralof? Why

Hadvar!! She's a Dunmer born and raised in Windhelm's Gray Quarter, she trusts a Stormcloak as far as she can throw one.

3) Do they pick a side in the Civil War?

Y'know I don't think she would??? But idk if that's bc of her personally or me thinking that sounds boring as hell in game.

4) How do they feel about Tullius and Ulfric on a personal level?

I'm not sure about Tulius tbh, but she doesn't think the Empire has Skyrim's best interests at heart so she wouldn't trust him very much because of it. Whether or not she Hates Him I'm not sure because he seems like he's good at acting fucking normal at least. As for Ulfric she loathes him.

5) Do they kill Paarthurnax? Why?

She wouldn't, she has no use for killing him. He helped her fight off Alduin when he attacked at the Throat of the World, and he's been kind to her the entire time he's known her. I don't know how affectionate she'll feel towards him just yet, but she's definitely friendly towards him.

6) How do they feel about Delphine and the Greybeards?

She's not a fan of how bossy Delphine is but doesn't hate her. Dislikes how much she wants Ivrasi to kill Paarthurnax and because she Doesn't Do That it sort of sours whatever relationship they had. As for the Greybeards she appreciates them for explaining things to her. But she also doesn't like how they act like being Dragonborn is Her Only Purpose. She's more than her destiny and tells them to treat her like it.

7) On a scale of 1-10, how much do they hate the Thalmor? The Empire?

Uhhh pretty high on both counts tbh. Exact number goes from like 8-10 depending on how unhappy she is whenever u ask her.

8) What do they do at the war meeting? How does it go? Do they maintain neutrality?

Ivrasi is not Good At Politics. But she's good at being threatening. She takes an opportunity to scare Ulfric into being less...like Himself, lmao, telling him that if he doesn't start treating non-Nords better he'll have to see if his Thu'um is as strong as hers. She ends that fun little speech by telling Tulius and Elisif that she isn't their pawn just because she hates Ulfric, and they get the message. The Greybeards r just thankful Vulon agreed 2 sit this one out.

9) How do they feel about their position as Dragonborn? Do they embrace the role? Does it terrify them? Do they take advantage of it?

She has very mixed feelings about it. On the one hand she embraces it, but really it's only because Somebody needs to stop Alduin and not because she Likes it. Ivrasi enjoys the power it gives her but it scares her too, and she's always worried about loosing herself to her Dragon...instincts?? Idk. It's very stressful to her, and more than once she confides in Vulon that she wishes someone else had been stuck with this role, but she's also glad it's her because she knows herself and knows she can do this. Even if it's terrifying and even if it feels lonely.

And for Varla!!!! :D

1) Is this character from their race's home province/territory? If not, what is their relationship with the region? Do they feel a connection to it?

He is! I've yet to pick out where exactly in Skyrim he's from, but he is From There. He loved his home very dearly. It hurts more than he can convey knowing that it gets destroyed, and even in Apocrypha he desperately wishes he had a home to go back to :( He is Very connected to it.

2) Where did they grow up? A city? A village? Isolated, in the wilderness? What was it like to leave?

A large city! Leaving was terrifying and meant abandoning it to the invading Atmorans, but it was either that or death.

3) What was their childhood like? Who raised them? Do they have siblings?

Tbh I haven't thought too much about this. I do know he's an only child, but I don't think he has a really meaningful relationship with his parents. They raised him! They weren't particularly cruel, but they also weren't nurturing. He resents them a bit for it but doesn't outright hate them. He's sad when he realizes they would have been killed, although he doubts they would have been fond of his worship of Hermaeus Mora.

4) If they are an adventurer, why did they choose that life? Did they choose it at all?

He is Not an adventurer, nor would he choose to be XD

5) Do they worship any gods? Who? How do they feel about the gods in general?

I think he'd really only worship Mora! He thinks as long as the Gods don't severely fuck with Nirn too much then they're alright.

6) What are their interpersonal relationships like? Are they close with many people?

Hes never been very good at socializing; he doesn't pick up on cues very well and tends to either ramble nonstop or just be awkwardly silent. As a result he doesn't have many friends to be close to :( There are probably some Seekers he gets along with though!

7) What's their relationship with their family like? Do they have one?

Strained. He knows his parents would disown him if they found out he worships Mora, and that objectively they aren't that great. But he wishes they were so tries to keep a connection with them.

8) What guilds do they join? Are they committed to those guilds, or are they mostly in them for the benefits?

I dont really kmow what guilds he Would join tbh, especially as he's not really a protagonist of any game or anything...there's probably an architects' guild or union or Something like that for his city that he was a part of! Maybe like.....wizard...things??

9) Are they a vampire/lycanthrope? Did they choose to become one? Would they reverse it, given the chance?

He wouldn't be, and I don't think he'd be offered the choice to be. If somehow he Did become a vampire or lycanthrope I'm sure he'd be able to figure out how to fix it on his own!

Thank you for the questions these were really fun!!!

#ask #ciceroandthelistener #riley #ask meme response #OC Ivrasi #OC Varla

[baekhvuns]

Jagsuwhayshshsh I cannot believe Hwa will have to put up with me again 😭💖 I hope I have the time to ask him as much as I want!

Godddd ISAC I stayed up last night and woke up 5 hours later just in time for the race and omfg Woo! Ana Hwaaa said 8 makes 1 team, that's hot of him ngl... So many interactions, some I expected, but some HELLOOOOOOO?! Like Seonghwa talking to P1harmony member, Hongjoong and Yeosang giggling with NCT, obviously Atz, Skz, Tbz stuff but that's not surprising. Did you see Woo and Changbin "fighting" lmao both groups embarrassed me so much... some idols just went there to mess around and I respect that. And Kang Yeosang archery king huh?!

Idk if you know AB6IX but my man Woong was acting up, first wrestling Bang Chan then

You know listening to the album with friends and just banging our heads, dancing is a great experience and makes me enjoy the album more, I'm not focusing on the things that throw me off. 💗

I saw the BP announcement wow this is real I guess :o bestie hope at least they come to your area <3

Yeah I don't doubt Ateez enjoys all that, but their bodies...🥴 hopefully nothing bad will happen, because they have so many more performances to go

What what...panther... oh. Justice for Dumbles! Maybe you said the truth, but you should respect your elders :(((

Alright then understandable about the one shots you need to feed the community, but don't remember your Shitstar roots 🤗

The trend of remaking old cartoons, seriously the 3D Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse, Bob's "glow up" yikes yikes yikes. I still remember the intro to Noddy noooooooo... I never actually got into Ben 10, but lots of people were obsessed, I think it came out a bit later?

Yeah I obviously wouldn't wear any of those wedding fits unprovoked, because why should I, but in the context it's okay and sometimes something you have to do in order to respect the culture. Like in Korea they made me wear a Hanbok for Chuseok, haha. It was a nice experience and I felt good being able to participate in other cultures.

Thankfully some shops are missing like ktown4u, MMT but I just know there will be so many rounds from shops like Wonderwall, Makestar etc 🤡 we ordered from almost all shops, so hopefully I'll get all my Hwa's, if not with the first batch then the second. But I won't tell you cause you're the stealer :(

Baby boy baby . Run Hwa, ruuuuun. They won the relay tooo aaaaaa I used to run short distance and was pretty good at it @ Hwa let's race maybe. Ok imagine that AU??? - DV 💖

hi hello!!

Jagsuwhayshshsh I cannot believe Hwa will have to put up with me again 😭💖 I hope I have the time to ask him as much as I want!

Godddd ISAC I stayed up last night and woke up 5 hours later just in time for the race and omfg Woo! Ana Hwaaa said 8 makes 1 team, that's hot of him ngl... So many interactions, some I expected, but some HELLOOOOOOO?! Like Seonghwa talking to P1harmony member, Hongjoong and Yeosang giggling with NCT, obviously Atz, Skz, Tbz stuff but that's not surprising. Did you see Woo and Changbin "fighting" lmao both groups embarrassed me so much... some idols just went there to mess around and I respect that. And Kang Yeosang archery king huh?!

NAURRRR DONT SAY THAT, U GUYS ARE BESTIES NOW DBDBD pls greet him with a yo BDBDBD NO FR THE SCORES WITH THE 8MAKES1TEAM IS SO CREEPY BUT SO INTERESTING MY MAN KEEHO TALKED TO SEONGHWA??? GONNA PASS OUT PLS DID U SEE THE SHOTARO ONE 😭😭😭 tbz interactions with kevin 😩😩😩 LMFAOOOO I DID PLS THEY ALL EERE TO EMBARRASSING,, KANG 👁 YEOSANG 👁 ARCHERY 👁 KING

Idk if you know AB6IX but my man Woong was acting up, first wrestling Bang Chan then

I DO AND IM SCREMAINF STOP FHENFHWJHFKW STOTPTOTOP

You know listening to the album with friends and just banging our heads, dancing is a great experience and makes me enjoy the album more, I'm not focusing on the things that throw me off. 💗 //// I saw the BP announcement wow this is real I guess :o bestie hope at least they come to your area <3

JSDJDJ IT RLY IS THE HEAD BANGING ALBUM 😭😭 hONGJOONGS RAP PART ESPECIALLYFBFBFB <3 no bestie it is real im so very surprised fbwnfje LMFAOOOO STOP FBWKFJEK I DO HOPE THEY COME TO MY AREA MANIFESTING THEY COME TO URS TOO

Yeah I don't doubt Ateez enjoys all that, but their bodies...🥴 hopefully nothing bad will happen, because they have so many more performances to go

yeah!! 😭😭😭 good health to all of them no cramps or strains 😭😭

What what...panther... oh. Justice for Dumbles! Maybe you said the truth, but you should respect your elders :(((

a panther yes <33 BDDBBD GOLD EYES??? i think u will LOVE the twist in the fic,,, it’ll truly be so good if i write it well <3 will do my very best bdbdb LMFAOOOO IM SORRY FBDNFJWKD BC

Alright then understandable about the one shots you need to feed the community, but don't remember your Shitstar roots 🤗 The trend of remaking old cartoons, seriously the 3D Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse, Bob's "glow up" yikes yikes yikes. I still remember the intro to Noddy noooooooo... I never actually got into Ben 10, but lots of people were obsessed, I think it came out a bit later?

wiLL NEVER FORGET MY ROOTS THE YN IN THE FIC WILL HAVE A LITTLE CRUSH ON SEONGHWA U BET 🔫 NAURRR NODDYS INTRO IS SO CREEPY I DO NOT KNOW HOW TF EVERYONE TOLERATED IT it was like as creepy as coraline,,,, i think it did!!! nO BC BOB IS NOT EVEN BOB ANYMORE DBDB THATS BOBBY 😭😭

Yeah I obviously wouldn't wear any of those wedding fits unprovoked, because why should I, but in the context it's okay and sometimes something you have to do in order to respect the culture. Like in Korea they made me wear a Hanbok for Chuseok, haha. It was a nice experience and I felt good being able to participate in other cultures.

AAAHHHHHHH YES SO TRUE AND U WORE A HANBOK?? BESTIE U BETTER HAVE TAKEN SOME GOOD PICTURES U LIVED A MOON LOVERS ERA FOR A FEW HOURS DBDB omg must’ve been so exciting fbfbfbw

Thankfully some shops are missing like ktown4u, MMT but I just know there will be so many rounds from shops like Wonderwall, Makestar etc 🤡 we ordered from almost all shops, so hopefully I'll get all my Hwa's, if not with the first batch then the second. But I won't tell you cause you're the stealer :(

NO BC SOME POBS ARE LIKE BOOKMARKS??? 😭😭😭 omg u guys fr going to get at lEast ONE POLA U HAVE TOO BESTIE & keep it 🔫 LMFAOOOO IM ON MY WAY TO UR PLACE BETTER HIDE UR CATS AND PCS

Baby boy baby . Run Hwa, ruuuuun. They won the relay tooo aaaaaa I used to run short distance and was pretty good at it @ Hwa let's race maybe. Ok imagine that AU??? - DV 💖

LMFAOOOO DBWNDHKW HEY HEY IS THIS A SPORTS RIVALS YN HWA AU 156K ROMCOM ANGST BDSBDBDBDB omg were u in track????

Uhhhhh Baek so many videos, why does he look both hot and cute? I would look awful, but Seonghwa can't relate. Also I would jump on him in an instant I'm sorry, but come ooooon 😭

…he’s a movie character. im genuinely screaming. LMFAOOOO U TAKE THE FRONT I TAKE THE BACK AND WE JUMP TOGETHERFBFBFB

Damn, boy, but no one's doing that challenge with them 😭 they had so many opportunities, so many idols were bored ksgdishsishsjsjsj - DV 💖

😭😭😭😭 THEY HAD SO MANY PPL TO ASK TOO BUT NOT ONE CAME FORWARD TO DO IT 😭😭😭

HELLSO

im sorry what

BESTIE

IM YELLING MQHDJWJEWK HES DRESSED AS A RACER IM GONNA SCRWMANDNSND

🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️

BESTIE DO U RMR THIS

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[intertwinedtears]

HSWKSHBSBS I SEE ONLY FEW VYN STANS HERE PLS DO MAKE ONE BUT THE NUMBERS ARE YOUR CHOICES OF WHAT U WANT AHIEEHWKIS🤸🤸🤸

mdni or you’ll fail your exams ◉‿◉

pairing: vyn x fem!reader warnings: hella self-indulgent, pet play, some sub!vyn & dom!reader, unprotected sex a/n: sorry if this is messy i wrote the first half while tipsy and the second half while sleepy

"you're sure that i can ask for anything?"

"of course, darling."

as you brought out the box that was hidden in the depths of your wardrobe, you could tell that vyn was beginning to regret his decision.

though his expression remained calm, his golden eyes seem to regard the box in your hands with distaste as you lifted the dusty cover off.

"it's okay if you don't like it, i'll ask for something else," you say, crestfallen, upon hearing vyn sigh audibly.

"no no, i'm just... surprised," vyn quickly protests, "i never knew you had such preferences."

your gaze flicks towards the fluffy white cat-ears headband and matching collar with a bell attached. pristine and ready for use.

you shake your head and reach for the cover, ready to throw the entire box and its contents into the trash.

"i'm sorry, i'll think of something else-" you begin to say, but you're interrupted as vyn steps forward to hold your wrist in place, preventing you from reaching for the cover.

his free hand extends to caress your cheek as he smiles gently at you.

"i'm a man of my word," he tells you before picking up the headband and sliding it on.

you can only marvel at the sight as vyn adjusts the headband to sit comfortably on his head, the fluffy white ears complementing his silver hair perfectly.

the joy you felt was greater than anything you had imagined.

"what a pretty kitty," you coo, as a bright grin breaks out across your face.

"i guess it's to your liking?" vyn asks.

"very much so." you pick the collar out from the box, the bell jingling noisily with your movements.

"can i put this on you?" you hold out the collar for him to see.

there's a beat of silence as vyn stares at the collar. you watch as his eyebrows twitch, his gaze reflecting the conflict stirring within him.

you're about to suggest doing away with the collar when your boyfriend drops to his knees, pinning you under his sweet gaze as he calls out for you.

"please put on the collar for me," he pleads with his honeyed voice.

his voice sends a shiver running down your spine as desire spiked in your chest.

you've wanted nothing more than to have him like this for the longest time.

silently, you unclip the collar and place it around his neck, securing it loosely to prevent accidental choking.

"how is it?" you ask vyn as you cup his face with your hands, lifting it so you could see his expression clearly.

the silver-haired man hums agreeably in response. "the collar is very well-made."

"that's good."

you don't bother with asking any more questions as you begin to rid yourself of your clothes.

"stay still, kitten. i'll be taking my reward now," you smirk as you pushed him down to lay flat on his back.

"can i at least take my clothes off?" vyn asks, to which he receives a light slap to his inner wrist.

"shh, kittens don't talk," you warn as you climb onto his lap, situating your core right above the growing bulge in his pants.

you revel in the pure satisfaction that rushes through your veins as you watch vyn turn bright red, his usual composed expression nowhere to be seen as his cheeks flamed scarlet.

"m-meow."

"that's a good kitty," you say as you lean down to give him a brief kiss, tongue tangling with his messily.

you quickly remove his straining cock from its confines, holding his thick length with one hand as you knelt above him, aligning the pink tip with your fluttering hole.

a dazed smile makes it way to your face as the head pushes past the tight ring of muscle, your walls clamping down relentlessly as you inched yourself further down his length until you felt his cock hitting the sweet spot deep inside.

the bell on vyn's collar jingles noisily as he squirms under you, hands resting obediently by his sides as his eyes stayed focused on where the both of you were connected.

"you look so adorable like this." your glance at the fluffy white ears protruding from his head, which sends another wave of arousal through you as your pussy clenches around his cock.

"fuck, you're killing me," vyn rasps, golden eyes widening with surprise as you begin shaking your hips, each movement eliciting a heavy slapping sound as you slid his cock out, leaving only the tip in you before slamming your hips downwards.

your thighs burned but as the pleasure flooded your system, you could only continue fucking yourself on his cock as you chased your release.

your head spun as you fell forward, lips latching onto vyn's neck to suck a dark mark onto it.

"please," you hear vyn say in between moans.

"please let me fuck you, i'll make you feel good."

you smile against his skin, feeling his dick twitch in you as his hands begin wandering up along your thighs before landing on your hips.

you were surprised he managed to hold out for so long.

"go ahead, kitten," you say as you tug on his collar. "make me feel good."

the grip on your hips tightens as vyn chuckles, allowing you to pull him into a sweet kiss as you relinquish control over to him.

a high-pitched whine escapes from your mouth as vyn starts fucking into you relentlessly.

he pauses for a moment to plant his feet on the floor, before resuming his harsh thrusts, you jolt in tandem with his movements, eyes rolling to the back of your head as vyn bullies your sweet spot.

you can only moan and take what is given to you as your kitty holds onto you tightly, keeping you in place. his bell sounds out ceaselessly, mixing into the harmony of yours and vyn's sounds of pleasure.

"v-vyn," you gasp his name as your orgasm rips through your body leaving you shaking and convulsing.

vyn continues to fuck you through your orgasm, his thrusts slowing down until you feel his warm seed flood your womb.

your moan is silenced as vyn grips the back of your head, pressing your head down to cover your mouth with his.

as you feel the aftershocks of your orgasm fade away, you lean away to break the kiss, watching a thin string of saliva connecting your lips to his with hooded eyes.

"my good kitty," you murmur as you stroke his forehead, brushing away the stray hairs stuck to his damp forehead. you reach out to fondle the fluffy cat ear, smiling as you did so.

"yes, i'm your good kitty," vyn responds, playing along naturally as he guides your hand away from the headband.

"but next time i want to see you in a collar," he says as he presses a kiss to your inner wrist, branding the promise onto your skin.

#tears of themis smut #vyn richter smut #mo yi smut #vyn richter x reader #mo yi x reader #tears of themis x reader #vyn.thirst #[🌧] — tears of themis smut #[🌱] — touch some grass

[kamisathoes]

YO IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT,, SAME PUPPY GIRLS ARE PERFECTION and i can't think a scenario where there's no breedin cause 😩😩 breeding kink is,, hot 🌚 that 70% is deserved... pls the thought of dem insides painted white cause you're so full of his cum,, cock pumping in and out of your sensitive puffy pussy, your folded legs giving full access to 'bedo, tail down so nothing gets in the way of his dick— he'll hold your thighs as he just hits your deepest parts in that position, your delicious moans urging him to go further and further. the way you desperately need to cling to him, feel his body against yours as he kept pounding your squishy and moist insides, the sound of his balls smacking your skin with no mercy making you dumb. maybe he'd be a bit surprised by your high libido, since you never told him about your heats— he's never seen you in such a whiny, needy state... the usually chirpy puppy girl, who got into trouble she could have avoided, chasing after cicins because she thought they were little toys at the start, helped him reorganize his lab with her tail wagging all over the place which somehow made him feel warm— suddenly craved for him to knock her up and fill her with his pretty cock? begged for it?

say no more. there will be no empty spaces, he ensures you will be full of his cum. after all, how can he hold back when you make such lewd faces and noises for him? and him only?

i am in heaven or well hell 🛐🛐 not me thinking about him brat-taming u around the "trouble you coul have avoided" part or smth— WAIT DON'T— gets bonked

AND HEY THAT'S GOOD TO KNOW :D HUGS just reading you've been well made me smile hh— what made ya feel good? is it just a good day or did something happen,, if i may ask? 💫 did he come home bby 👀🛐

as for me i've been pretty good myself! my summons suck tho cause i already used all of my primos for hu tao thoma and childe... so doubt i'll get albedo- im only at 22 pity, don't think i can reach that many primos before the banner ends :,) i might as well wait for the next rerun cause i know for a fact that if i spend my money on genshin i will get addicted... so i must hold back 😤

I GOT BEST BOY BENNETT THO THATS A BIG WIN FOR ME

HOW BOUT YOU WHAT DID YOU GET? 🛐🛐 best part is that the sword the event gives you is perfect for bedo is it not? so that's another win— PLS I HOPE HE COMIN HOME AT 30 PITY SOMEHOW MY GAME HAS TO DO MIRACLES WPNFRJRU

- Hug Anon

okay but albedo's pretty little puppy girl bouncing on his cock while he scratches her behind the ears <333 him rawing you on his desk, experiments long forgotten, while your tail wraps around him, pulling his cock deeper into your drippy cunt <33 i can imagine him tracking your heats, being sure to lock the door to his lab whenever they were due. maybe he would even be sure to edge himself, wanting to have lots and lots of cum to stuff into you when you needed it <333 you'd be whining about wanting your belly to be swollen with a litter of his pups, which would only make him thrust into you faster. i think i may be a whore for this man.

BRAT TAMER ALBEDO THOUGH ??? you can't just throw something like that out there and run :((( once he's finally used to his puppy, maybe she got super needy while sucrose or timaeus was in the lab, sitting on his lap to rut against his thighs. once they left he would sit and tell you how he didn't want to punish you, but his pretty pup needed to be taught a lesson <333 imagine him making you help out with one of his "experiments" as your punishment, only to feed you an aphrodisiac !! sweet bedo only wanted to see how long his pet could last without coming undone, though it would quickly turn into seeing how many times he could make you cum while you were extra sensitive <333

NOW TO SWITCH IT UP A SEC,, i'm just not feeling terrible anymore, so a little improvement can do wonders haha. i also did get albedo, definitely did not buy him CONGRATS ON BENNY THO !!! i don't really use him much but mine's c4 or 5 now since i got a couple copies of him <33 the event sword is also perfect for albedo !! i have it maxed out, just waiting for the next part of the event so i can get it to r5 :(( BUT GOOD LUCK THO BBY I HOPE U GET HIM AT LOW PITY

#thena.mail #thena.thirsts #❥︎—hug anon #˘ᵕ˘ albedo

[t0shii]

scary video games with hq boys

suna rintaro, kenma kozume, matsukawa issei, hanamaki takahiro, nishinoya yuu, tanaka ryunosuke x gn!r

!warnings! mentions of death, gore, etc. some slight game spoilers but tbh it's nothing major so dw! rlly just fluff! light swearing, nothing major.

pt. 2 here

SUNA RINTARO.

plays scary video games very often & is lq a scaredy cat but never lets it show. he especially likes when u sit in his lap & either watch him play or where ur hugging him w ur cheek smushed against his shoulder. holds u super tight during the scariest scenes

currently you were sitting on your boyfriend rintaro's lap, chin resting on his shoulder while he played the latest resident evil game. at first you were watching him play while sitting beside him but after a while it became too much to watch so you took to moving to his lap for comfort.

you could feel sleep creeping up to you, eyelids droopy, cheek smushed on your boyfriends shoulder, that was until rin's character died and screamed so loud you jolted awake, which seemed to startle the boy.

"sorry baby" he says with a sigh, rubbing your back soothingly, "just a few more minutes and i'll be done." to which you nod in response, then lay your head back unto his shoulder, trying your very best not to fall asleep before he was finished.

KENMA KOZUME.

u sitting in his lap while he gamed is nothing but routine at this point. he loves when u hold him while he plays so either sitting in his lap OR sitting behind him is a must must must!! he plays any and all type of games as we know but he seems to gravitate towards scary ones sometimes just so youll hold him a little tighter wont admit it tho

currently you sat behind your boyfriend kenma, both legs beside his. you had originally been playing a game of your own until you got bored of it and opted to playing with kenma's hair instead, putting little braids in it, taking them out and repeating. he never once broke distraction from the game but honestly the game he was playing, outlast, was getting a little too gorey even for you. you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your face atop his shoulder, "ken," you mumbled, a little muffled from your mouth being pressed against his shoulder but you weren't sure he heard you as there was no reply. "hey ken," you said a little louder than the last, "hm?" you heard him repsond. "can you.. uhm play a different game now?" you mumbled shyly. "is this one boring?" he pause the game and turned his head slightly to look at you . "oh no! it's just that... it's a little scary." he looked at you for a second and blinked once before responding, "let me save real quick, yeah?" to which you nodded in response.

"what d'ya want me to play?" he asked looking back at you again, "anything is fine, ken." he nodded at that and opened a different game. "babe, i thought you liked horror games?" kenma questioned. "yeah i do! that one was just a little too much i think." you explained you got a hum in response while he continued the new game.

MATSUKAWA ISSEI.

he and makki, always playing games together. hes not the biggest gamer & rlly only plays mainstream games

currently, issei was in his gaming chair playing the last of us 2 ,whilst you layed in bed and watched. you had watched him play through the first game so of course you wanted to watch this time too! what you werent ready for was the major character death in the beginning of the game!

issei swore he was hearing something your muffled tears odd but he couldn't tell what it was, that was until he paused his game and heard you cried on your shared bed. "baby?" he called out before walking over to you, "are you crying?" "yes," you said softly under the comforter through little hiccups. "oh baby." he said with a slight chuckle, sitting next to you on the edge of the bed, "c'mere." and when you did you were met with strong arms engulfing you in a hug. "i know it's sad but it's only a game, angel." he explains before kissing the crown of your head

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO.

again he and mattsun play games all the time with eachother! honestly only plays horror games occasionally and their usually only mainstream tbh.

you and your boyfriend makki were sitting on your shared bed, you in between his legs watching him playing little nightmares. to be honest you were trying your best to pay attention but the chase sequences were starting to get to you, especially as the antagonists all piled up to eat his character.

"makki... i don't think i like this game." you admitted shyly. "oh, why?" he asked raising a brow you couldn't even see, "it's pretty popular though.", "yeah but the chase sequences are really scary makki." you whined leaning your head back on his shoulder. "it's almost over, dont worry." he said with a smile while looking down at you and pampering your cheek with a million little kisses to make you feel better.

NISHINOYA YUU.

i swear he stays up so goddamn late playing games with his bestie tanaka it's almost annoying but his hushed giggles when tanaka makes a joke that only the two of you would actually find funny makes it worth it! don't let him near horror games omg.

you have no idea why you let yuu choose a horror game, he was shrieking every 5 minutes even when nothing was happening on the screen. currently, he was playing PT and you sat beside him, laughing at his exaggerated reactions all the while getting scared at the jumpscares just as bad as he was.

"babe i'm not answering that phone, nuh uh,no way" he said pausing the game and looking at you. "yuu the guide says you have to in order to progress!" you giggle at him. "well i guess i'm just not gonna progress!" he exclaims dramatically, tossing the controller somewhere in the room. "besides, i'd rather cuddle with you instead." he grins throwing himself onto you, causing you to fall. "you're such a scaredy-cat." you laugh rolling your eyes, while combing your hands through his spikey hair.

TANAKA RYUNOSUKE.

actually is super passionate abt his horror games 😤 hes a pussy but pushes through every time.

you liked watching your boyfriend ryu play games, but this game just wasn't doing it for you. currently he was playing outlast 2, and the atmosphere was creeping you out so bad you had to look away, not only that but the chase sequences were making you feel anxious.

"holy fuck stop chasing me damnit." ryu mumbled under his breath as the veiled antagonist chased him for what seemed like the 10th time. and honestly you couldn't take it anymore. you snaked your arms around his waist from behind and rested your eyes over his shoulder. "you doing okay?" he asked, a little concerned. "can you take a break from this one ryu?" you mumbled. he thought for a minute before pausing his game and turning to look at you, "is my baby scared?" hey cooed at you, which you nod a yes in response. hugging you real tight he says, "of course we can take a break but only if i get cuddles in return." it was a deal you simply could not refuse.

a/n love horror games so ofc i wanted to write abt it lmfao. i rlly wanna play the new little nightmares game SO BAD ughhh. any who i tried to add some variety in here so pls enjoy lmfao. sorry for any mistakes i def didnt proofread 😩

#suna rintaro headcanons #suna x y/n #suna rintaro hcs #suna rintaro #kenma headcanons #kozume kenma #kenma x reader #kenma x y/n #mattsun headcanons #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa x y/n #matsukawa issei #makki headcanons #makki x reader #makki x y/n #hanamaki takahiro #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya x y/n #tanaka x reader #tanaka x y/n #tanaka ryunosuke #tanaka hcs #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #sunni's works 📓

[herherteartear]

bonus | ten and a half: stupid boy

a/n— this is so late🤧 but i wanted to be happy with this chapter before i put it out and i actually really like it!! i hope u guys do too, pls let me know how u guys like this chapterr🤍!!

there was something wrong with you. that much you knew. the shorts you had on were either too blue for the brown crop top you paired them with, or you were mentally ill. you shook your head. "no, no. this is it. this is what I'm wearing." you decided. then you scoffed. "why does it even matter? it's not like i care about what he thinks." Jeon Jungkook did it. he made you doubt your outfits and wonder if your makeup was cute enough to get a compliment from him. it disgusted you.

actually, more than repulsion, you felt fear. absolute fear.

you remember a time when Saem had posted about a girl he fucked right after you had been with him. and you felt nothing. no jealousy, no anger. when you got that text of the girl that was with Jungkook, you had felt the same betrayal you'd felt in your past. only this time it hurt more? it stung more?

you chalked it up to feeling offended because you were about to apologize to him, which was something you never did. it embarrassed you to see that Jungkook wasn't waiting around for your explanation. and you knew it was because you wanted him to be waiting for you. to accept your apology, to forget about dumb Saem. and that's when the fear crept in.

once you felt the dismay settle in your stomach, you knew you had to shut it down. you had to do what you do best in order to protect yourself.

"fuck this." you grumbled. your fingers quickly went down to undo the buttons of the too blue shorts you had on. just as you were shimmying out of them, your phone rang. your heart clenched when you saw Jungkook's name appear on the screen. "stop it." you told yourself. "hello?" you shoved the phone in-between your ear and your shoulder as you tried to find some better fit bottoms.

"hey, i'll be there in five. dumbass Namjoon doesn’t know the meaning of ‘be careful.’” Jungkook said. “but don’t worry. i’m okay.” you could hear his smile through the phone. you rolled your eyes, both because of his cockiness, but mostly at yourself for actually being worried about him for a second.

“i didn’t ask?” you replied. Jungkook knew you were going to say something snarky, something to make it seem you weren’t interested in him. he loved it. made him think he had some kind of hold on you.

“you’re cute. i’m getting in the car, see you.” he hung up before you could even respond. you tossed your phone onto the bed with a groan. you weren’t even dressed.

"stupid shorts, stupid blue, stupid boy." you muttered.

"you changed your hair. how are you not bald?" you adjusted your bag on your shoulder as Jungkook opened the car door for you. he perked up because you noticed his new hair.

"i change it when i want to look pretty." he said through a smile. he looked pretty no matter what, you couldn't help but think.

"you must change it a lot." you bitterly replied. your tone flew over Jungkook's head as he slid his hand into yours. he was starting to make touching you in any possible way a habit of his. it wasn't his fault he felt wrong if he wasn't feeling you on his skin in some form. he felt more secure with your touch.

"nah, i only want to impress you." his reply triggered an instinctive reflex in you. the one where you don't believe half the shit he says because there's no way he hasn't already used that on another girl. which is exactly how he saw you. as just another girl to mess with. you knew it. that's how boys like Jungkook were. "look!" Jungkook pointed in the direction of a cafe with plants clinging to every part of it. "this place has the best hot chocolate." his enthusiasm was radiant.

"it's July, Jungkook." your pessimism didn't stop Jungkook from happily pulling you into the cafe.

"okay, grump, you can order something cold." he moved to stand behind you and rest his chin on top of your head. "if you don't see anything you like, we can go somewhere else." he added on quietly. you bit your lip to stop your dopey smile. stupid boy.

Jungkook's never been on a date before. he never took any of the girls he's fooled around with on a date, because he knew they weren't worth it. Jungkook, also, thought of himself as a hopeless romantic. he's always wanted the movie night dates or picnics. when he first stumbled upon the cafe with delicious hot chocolate, he knew he wanted to bring a girl on a date there. his eyes shined as bright as the stars as he gleefully chatted away. they didn't lose any of their shine when he was silently listening to you talk; they sparkled brighter if anything.

“it was kinda terrifying! Namjoon deadass threw me across the room! i feel like i might have a concussion right now or something.. maybe i should ask Kosik for the video? i don’t have his number, but i have him on instagram. should i dm him?” you couldn’t stop a real laugh from erupting from your chest. Jungkook laughed along with you. "that's probably too much, huh?"

"i feel like you probably have a concussion. there's no way you talk this much normally." you shook your head. Jungkook blushed. he moved his gaze to look at the table in front of him; he wasn't that talkative usually. but he wanted to tell you every thought that ran through his head.

"um, i don't think you know how concussions work?" he teased. you picked at the muffin Jungkook bought for you two to share, but you had quickly claimed it as your own.

"of course not! i've never had one!" you said. you two shared a laugh before it got quiet. you finished the muffin and Jungkook slumped down in his chair until he bumped knees with yours. he continued to lightly knock them together. his eyes wondered as he thought of what to say next. he scanned your outfit.

"oh, i forgot to tell you how pretty you look. i like your sweatpants. it's like we're matching." Jungkook proudly pointed out. after your crisis with the stupid blue shorts, you ended up throwing off everything you were wearing and pulled on black sweatpants and a white crop top. you were matching with Jungkook. just like couples.

you glanced down at your black bottoms. he liked them. a warm feeling overtook your insides, making you feel bashful, yet accomplished for receiving a compliment from Jungkook. you squeezed your eyes shut. no. you've been through this before. you weren't going to give him your heart. stupid boy won't win again. never again.

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[virgojeons]

true love (jjk)

summary: you and jungkook spend your first christmas together. 

alternatively, a merry love story based on the lyrics of true love by ariana grande.

genre: fluff, humor, college au, established relationship, holiday series, jeon jungkook x reader

word count: 4.6k

warnings: cursing, implied sexual content, excessive use of pet names

wattpad version here, ao3 version here

a/n: well, here i am!! pls be gentle with me, this is the first time ive ever posted my writing on here and ive been debating it for months lmao. i truly truly hope u enjoy!!

on the first day of christmas when you gave me all them kisses, boy you showed me things, come hold me please and never let me go.

"Five days until Christmas and you're still decorating the tree?"

You yelped at the sudden sound of your boyfriend's voice, dropping your over-accessorized ornament and watching helplessly as it shattered against the floor.

Immediately, you whined. "Jungkook!"

Jungkook suppressed a grin at the furrow of your eyebrows and the pout of your lips, kicking his shoes off and tossing his coat onto the couch. He didn't mean to scare you, really. You even knew he was coming over. It's just that you left the front door unlocked (as you always did when he was on his way, despite him constantly scolding you for it) and there was no way you would've heard him come in over the sound of Jingle Bell Rock blaring through the house.

"Sorry, baby," He chuckled, bending down beside you to help pick up the remnants of your best ornament. "I didn't mean to scare you."

You glared at him in between collecting the shards of glass in your hand. "I spent hours making that."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Hot glue gun burns, sparkles stuck on my face and everything."

Jungkook took the pieces of glass from you with an amused look on his face, standing from his kneeling position to toss them in the trash can you had earlier moved to the living room for easy access. "I'm sorry. I'll make you another one."

"It's not the same." You sulked, finding fun in being stubborn and giving him a hard time. It was getting increasingly difficult though, with his rosy nose and ears and that little gleam in his eyes.

It was then that he made his first move of the night, tugging you by your oversized Rudolph sweater so quickly that you had to latch onto his shoulders for leverage with a squeal. His grin only seemed to grow once you were officially in his space, taking notice of your lack of pants and the snowflake stockings that appeared to be in their place instead.

"You don't look too sorry," You chuckled, heart stuttering at the way he was gazing down at you in such close proximity.

Jungkook shrugged, nudging his nose with yours. "I'm just happy."

They were such simple words, but it was the way he said them, the way he looked at you when he said them. You couldn’t lie, the excitement of spending your first Christmas together, completely alone, was incredibly infectious. It was gross and it was corny and everything else you swore you would never be, but you were in love with Jungkook. Devastatingly so. You from nine months ago probably wouldn’t even recognize the present you; a fact that friends, family, and even Jungkook alike loved to tease you about. Cracking the so-called ice queen was a feat to be celebrated, apparently. Whatever. He was yours and you were his so you didn’t quite care about the technicalities of it. Even if the story went a bit differently, in your opinion. 

The brutal snow and temperatures of February were beginning to fade into spring when you met Jungkook. 

You and Jimin had been attempting to finish your economics homework together in your favorite coffee shop; a hidden treasure that was a ten minute walk from campus and ticked all your aesthetic boxes. You two were sipping from your respective hot drinks, neglecting your heaps of bookwork in favor of discussing the new season of Stranger Things. Jimin was deep into his theory of Hopper still being alive when his eyes flickered to the door at the sound of the bell, widening slightly in recognition before a bright smile took over his face.

"Jungkook!" Jimin called, waving whoever it was over.

You followed his gaze and turned your head in the direction of the entrance, growing curious when the boy walking towards your table wasn't familiar to you. It took you less than five seconds to realize that the boy in question was attractive. 

Like, extremely attractive. The kind of attractive that should not be subjected to the way you look right now. 

It took you even less time to whip your head back around, glaring at Jimin with wide eyes and a panicked expression.

He met your glare with a confused scrunch of his eyebrows before it slowly transformed into a smirk, quickly catching on to what your pointed look was for. The night before had been a late one. You, like any other normal millennial, had impulse bought a pretty yellow Nintendo Switch solely for the new Animal Crossing game. As soon as it arrived on your doorstep you were retreating into your room, tearing the package open with squeals of excitement.

Maybe you completely lost track of time and played until your eyes were bloodshot and you heard birds chirping outside. Maybe you got an astounding two hours of sleep. And maybe you had fallen asleep without setting an alarm and woke up thirty minutes later than usual. 

The details were insignificant though, because you were throwing on a pair of leggings and the first sweatshirt you saw, brushing your hair and your teeth, and hastily sprinting to your car all in record time.

No sleep. No makeup. No breakfast. And worst of all, no coffee.

And so, it was blatantly clear you had no desire to let a boy that beautiful even glance at you in that state, let alone introduce himself. But it didn't look like you had a choice in the matter, because moments later he was towering over your table with a stupidly handsome smile.

Jungkook grinned, reaching out to do that Weird Bro Handshake with Jimin. "Hey, Chim."

You were already plotting various methods of painful revenge in your head.

"Hey, Kook. What are you doing here?"

"I kind of work here," He chuckled. "Well, as of like, yesterday. Today's my first day."

"Oh, so this is the new job you were telling me about," Jimin nodded in realization, then his eyes flickered mischievously to yours. You’re rapidly shaking your head. "You know, this is my friend ___'s favorite coffee spot."

A scowl immediately takes over your face, only to be wiped off and replaced by a sickeningly sweet smile when Jungkook turns his head to look your way. The instant your eyes meet his you quite literally want to melt into the floor. 

Jungkook smiles at you. Like, really smiles. "Hey, that's cool. We'll probably be seeing a lot of each other then, right?"

Across the table, Jimin snorts, which only adds to the way your cheeks are absolutely flaming. You send a harsh kick to Jimin's leg as inconspicuously as you can, all while batting your eyelashes at Jungkook.

"Uh, yeah! We probably... will."

Jungkook looks positively amused, but if he notices Jimin rushing to clutch his leg, he doesn't say anything.

"Sweet," He grins again. There's a brief few seconds where you two are just gazing at each other, stupid and shy, until Jimin loudly clears his throat. "Right, well, I should probably go clock in. Let's chill sometime this week, Chim."

"Sure thing." Jimin sings, smugness plastered all over his face.

Jungkook waves, already backing away from the table with his eyes on you. "Nice meeting you."

You feel yourself flush again and you absolutely hate it. "Nice meeting you too."

With a final smile, Jungkook disappears behind the employee doors. The moment he leaves your eyes are screwed shut and you're slamming your head against the table. The silence speaks for itself. You don't even need to see Jimin's face to know that he's either smirking or stifling his laughter.

"Don't." You warn.

"You just blushed," He says anyway. "Like, four times."

"I most definitely did not blush."

"You did. You still are."

"I'm embarrassed!" You wail. "That's literally the only reason why. I look like I got ran over and dragged for three blocks."

"Jungkook sure doesn't seem to think so," Jimin hums, snickering as he sips his coffee.

"Stop."

"He likes you." He insists.

"He was just being polite." You defend.

"That is literally my childhood best friend. I think I would know."

This makes you pause. Then you sigh. "He doesn't even know me."

He doesn’t disagree. But then again, "Not yet."

"Stop trying to play matchmaker, Jimin. He said five words to me," You spoke firmly, exasperated as you downed the final sip of your latte. "Plus, I'm just focusing on me and my degree right now. No distractions."

Jimin knew that you were already worn out, and even though he was mostly joking around, he wouldn’t want to push you any further. He’d drop it.

"Fine. We'll see who's right in the end, though."

For now.

"I will dump that hot coffee over your head."

As it turns out, Jimin was kind of right.

It takes a grand total of four visits to your favorite coffee shop before Jungkook asks you out. The first time you were by yourself, nose buried in a book as Jungkook was clocking in. He wasn't able to speak to you until about an hour later, when the morning rush had passed and you had finally lifted your head from whatever was in that book. 

You were honestly dreading facing him again, but you were prepared and actually presentable this time. Also you were kind of starving. And so, you hesitantly approached the counter. Jungkook took your order, both of you all fidgeting hands and sheepish smiles. You mentally patted yourself on the back when you spoke without any real mess-ups, and prayed that the cool girl aura you always tried so desperately to maintain was being transmitted. 

Not like you were trying to leave a lasting impression, or anything.

He hand delivered you your coffee and muffin with a beaming grin, all while his new boss glared at him from behind the counter. He didn't have to know that you knew cashiers weren't supposed to serve the food.

The second visit was a few days after. You were with Jimin again, shooting down every jab he made about you only wearing a pretty dress because you knew you would be coming here. Jungkook joined you both during his break. As soon as he untied his apron and sat himself directly across from you, it struck. You knew you were screwed. You just couldn't stop staring at him. The chin in the palm of your hands and sparkles in your eyes type of staring. You would be much more ashamed if you couldn’t see the way he was staring right back. Jimin found this hilarious, of course, and would subtly find ways to connect you two in conversation. You weren't sure if you loved or hated him for it.

It was that visit that Jungkook insisted on sharing his slice of strawberry cake with you, claiming he wasn't that hungry. The both of you were embarrassed, whacking his arm and dismissing him as Jimin complained about being the third wheel. By the end of his break, Jungkook was positively smitten, you were begrudgingly infatuated, and Jimin was awfully smug. He reluctantly said bye to you both, and you were slouching forward with your head in your hands the moment he disappeared from visibility.

Jimin looked extremely pleased. "Believe me now?"

"Focusing on school," You protested. It was a weak one, but. Well.

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" He mused.

And suddenly, you were frantic. Panicking. This was definitely not a part of the plan.

Quickly packing up your things, you groaned loudly. "You. Maybe me. Or both. I can't think in this place anymore."

"You'll be all over each other by next week."

"Shh!" You were childishly covering your ears and speed-walking out of the café.

Try as you might, you couldn't help yourself and returned the very next day after all your classes had finished. Jungkook was already there when you walked in, taking a customer's order but doing a double take and flashing you a smile when you appeared in his line of sight. This visit consisted of nothing but pretending.

Pretending to be studying. Pretending you weren't listening to him take orders just to hear his voice. Pretending you weren't sneaking glances at him. Pretending that the way your eyes kept meeting wasn't making your skin prickle. And you were just fine pretending, until suddenly he was in the seat across from with you his apron off and a steaming hot chocolate in hand. You tried your hardest to remain indifferent, you really did. But then he was pushing the beverage towards you with gentle eyes and his smile hopeful, telling you it was his treat because he noticed how hard you were studying. And then you were melting right along with the marshmallows in that mug.

The two of you talked about your majors, your families, your favorite shows, even Jimin. You asked about his tattoos and he explained them with ease. You also may have pulled out one of the oldest tricks in the book at the sight of his knuckle tattoos, gasping in feigned wonder when you pulled his hand against yours to measure the size difference. 

His hand could swallow yours whole and still have some leftover, you discovered. It was a very rewarding experiment.

You made each other laugh and blush down to the very last second of his break. Scarily enough, being in each other's presence was so annoyingly addictive that you found yourself hesitant to watch him leave. You could tell Jungkook felt the same by the way he dragged out his goodbyes. I work again on Thursday, maybe I'll see you then? Your fingers brushed as he softly took the mug from you. It was really fun talking to you. You were biting your lip to keep from smiling embarrassingly big. You look really pretty today, by the way. And then he was off.

You made a strangled noise the second you were outside with your fingers frantically beginning to type a message to Jimin.

promise not to say i told you so :///

Jungkook asked you out on your fourth visit. As soon as you approached the counter, he just blurted it out. As if it was something he couldn't hold on his tongue any longer. You couldn't hear yourself say yes over your brain malfunctioning and the powerful thumping of your heart, but you knew you did. His heartbreakingly gorgeous grin told you so.

On his break, Jungkook brought you a latte with a heart carved in the cream. You just couldn't conceal the coo that escaped you, which quickly resulted in his cheeks reddening. 

Cute, you thought. 

He quizzed you on your personality and the type of activities you liked to do, admitting that he would use the information to conjure up the best date you would ever go on. Six days later, Jungkook stayed true to his word. Not only was it the best date you had ever been on, but you were completely certain it would ruin any other dates for you moving forward, unless they were with him. Much to your annoyance and also utter delight, you were so sure of Jeon Jungkook and your brief but striking time together that you kissed him. Right on the swings of your favorite childhood playground, first date rules tossed aside.

He was so caught off guard that his eyes expanded to twice their normal size and your teeth banged together. You drew back, slightly mortified and ready to jump to your death from the tallest slide on the playground, but Jungkook was huffing a laugh onto your lips and grabbing your face like it was nothing. Then you two got it just right, and something clicked. The earth fell off its axis and you were rendered breathless and all that nauseating cliché shit you chastised as a myth. And from that day forward, you two were completely, tooth-rottingly, inseparable.

"Easy," Jungkook proclaimed, pecking your lips. "We finished the tree."

He set you back on the floor gently, releasing a dramatic breath of air as if lifting you to place the star on top of the tree had actually winded him. As if he wasn't a muscle pig. You rolled your eyes and told him as much.

"Don't be a baby, muscle pig," You shoved at his bicep, only proving your point further when he didn't move an inch. ‘And I finished the tree.”

Instead, he caught the hand that you nudged him with and pulled your back to his chest, caging you between his arms. "Muscle pig, huh? That's what you think of me, baby?"

You flushed at the teasing lilt in his voice, suddenly very eager to escape his hold. But try as you might, he just wouldn't budge. A loud laugh left your throat as you flailed in his grasp, his muscled arms bulging in the turtleneck you bought him for his birthday a few months ago. Suddenly, you decided that you would be returning it for your own personal peace.

A high pitched whine left your mouth, one that lost all its seriousness once it was drowned out by your giggles. "Jungkook, let go of me!"

You would just not stop wiggling, and Jungkook could not stop laughing. He could live the rest of his life like this, his brain pauses to think. He's so happy.

And when you're thrashing so violently that your heel kicks his pocket with a force that has an object clattering onto the floor, Jungkook has never reacted faster in his life. Instantly your imprisonment is gone, and Jungkook is on your floor in a flash. Your eyebrows draw together at the sight of him scrambling for whatever it is, and all you're able to see is a sleek black case before he's quickly stuffing it back in his pocket.

You're eyeing him when he rises back on his feet. "Feel like sharing?"

Jungkook whistles noncommittally. "Not particularly, no."

There's a drawn-out beat of silence where you're just gazing at each other, neither one of you backing down. And then you're crossing your arms, and he's looking at your nose and your forehead and anywhere but your eyes, and then you're arching an eyebrow. He looks at you and breaks. Defeat.

"It's your present," He lets out a heavy sigh. "Well, the main one anyway."

You positively squeal. "Ooh! Can I see? Please?"

"Baby, it's the 20th."

"Can I have a hint?"

Jungkook blinks. "No, you cannot have a hint."

You're instantly pouting, but Jungkook expects that, because he knows you better than anyone else. Which is why he knows that you're a little spoiled, with a bit of a bratty streak, with just a dash of calculated charm that you use to your advantage to get just about anything you want. He's never seen it as a bad thing. In fact, he finds it cute. A little hot, too, if he's being truthful.

Anyway, he came prepared. Just as you're opening your mouth to no doubt make him spill the surprise, he's hushing you with a bruising kiss to your lips. The kind of kiss that makes you go pliant against him, the kind that makes you make a little noise in the back of your throat. The kind you've been waiting for all night. 

It’s the trick that never truly runs its course. 

And Jungkook is melting, too. Melting, turning to mush at your very feet, until you're moving backwards and clutching at his shoulders, ready to push him onto the couch.

"Mmm," He's humming against you, before he reluctantly draws back. He lets you chase his lips once, twice, before he chuckles lowly. "Hold on, angel."

You're suddenly feeling warm all over after his kisses, wanting nothing more than to cuddle into him into the couch and feel him next to you. Or maybe above you. With that chain you always tugged on dangling in your face. You really weren't picky.

You watched Jungkook break away from you and rummage through his bag with a frown and a newfound heat at the pit of your belly. "It can't wait?"

Like he said, he knows you, which means he knew kisses alone wouldn’t be able to satiate you nor get you to stop asking questions for the entire week. No matter how mind-numbing they may be.

"One second," He promised, and you definitely counted at least five, but he quickly found what he was looking for all the same. "I brought a surprise. Well, two surprises."

He was holding both of his hands behind his back with this stupid grin on his face. You squinted for a few seconds, suspicious, before breathing out a laugh. "Are you ever gonna show me?"

Jungkook looked way too happy with himself.

"The most important surprise is mistletoe, obviously. Gonna have to find a way to glue it on to the ceiling above your bed." And there was that mischievous little smile that told you he had every intention of carrying that out.

You folded your arms over your body and scoffed. Even if you were trying and failing to keep your lips from quirking up and possibly, maybe finding it a little harder to breathe all of a sudden. "You're unbelievable, Jeon."

He just winked and held up his other hand, pulling a gasp from your lips the second you realized what it was.

"The Polar Express!"

"I had to check like, four different stores in the mall to find it. That's why I got here a little late, by the way. But I thought we could make some hot chocolate like in the movie and watch it together and," Jungkook pauses to think, licking his lips. "There's a 'ride my train' joke in here somewhere but I don't know how to say it."

He's snorting at his own delivery before you are, and once your giggles permeate the air he's invading your space again with a lovesick smile.

"You are the sweetest boy," You praise, holding his pretty face with both hands and peppering small kisses all over it the way he secretly likes. "But you make me sick to my stomach sometimes."

If anything, this makes him smile even wider. "I love you too, baby."

You and Jungkook are in complete darkness besides the light coming from the TV in your room playing Polar Express. His head is on your shoulder with his arm strewn across your waist, and his entire leg slotted between yours. He's soft. He smells like the lavender body soap you keep in your shower. His gentle breaths hit your neck every time he exhales and you're now cliché enough to believe that the heart underneath you beats in tandem with yours. 

Both of your stomachs are filled from the takeout he ordered for dinner and the peppermint hot chocolate you made while he was in the shower. You're still mentally replaying the moment he stepped back in your room, towel wrapped around his waist with droplets of water cascading down his body. His prominent abs and tattoos and wet hair had you scrambling to sit up, clearing your throat as you tasked yourself with handing him his mug. If he noticed you ogling him, he surely didn’t react to it.

Made us some cocoa, you said.

He brought the beverage to his nose and sniffed once, twice, before his entire face bunched up. Peppermint is nasty. Then he was gulping it down.

I thought it was nasty, you laughed in disbelief.

Nothing you make me can be nasty. Thank you, baby.

And now you’re thoroughly warm from the tips of your fingertips down to your toes, and you figure it has less to do with the cocoa and more with the way Jungkook so obviously loves you. The way you love him.

Feeling a tugging at your shirt, you look down to see him peering up at you with a dazed twinkle in his eye. "You're not hot in this?"

You purse your lips and pause, knowing what was coming. "No. Are you?"

He has the decency to look a little clueless. He was always doing that, in a playfully childish way you grew to love.

"Actually, yeah I am," Jungkook furrows his brows, like it was something he was just now realizing. And then he's sitting up and pulling his shirt over his head, and you're instantly staring at his back and remembering the way it feels to rake your fingers up and down it, and he's turning back to you with a lazy smirk. "You don't wanna take yours off, angel?"

You swallow. "I'm okay."

Jungkook starts to laugh, that cocky laugh that is equal parts douchebag-ish and sexy. He's most definitely turning you on and he most definitely knows this, which is why you're glaring at him until he reaches over you and picks up the mistletoe from your bedside desk. He dangles it over your heads, makes sure to wriggle his eyebrows suggestively when he does it, and you want to laugh, you really do. You would probably roll your eyes and call him a nerd too while you were at it, if it weren't for the way he was changing his position and starting to lean over you. Crowding your space in your favorite way. 

Jungkook hears your breathing pick up once you're directly under him, watches the way your lips part and your eyes change for him, and decides to go for the kill.

Nothing about the kiss was soft or gentle. Jungkook clearly had a point to prove and knew how he wanted to do it. The dangling mistletoe was soon forgotten in favor of holding your face by your chin, landing with a chime on your wooden floors. He worked your mouth open in that sloppy, messy, dirty way he only exhibited when he was feeling particularly desperate. Saliva pooled at the corners of your mouth and you were trembling underneath him, clutching at the warm skin of his back. It was nasty, absolutely obscene the way his tongue was in your mouth like his life depended on it. And you loved it. You couldn't stop making these little sounds, and Jungkook was groaning into your mouth right along with you. You were seconds away from pleading for him to do anything he wanted, to make you his, when he's abruptly pulling from you with a wet pop and a string of saliva between you.

Your ragged breaths fill the air, both of your chests heaving as you take a second to attempt to drag yourself out of the haze he's built around you two.

The asshole has the audacity to laugh. "Hot yet?"

"You don't have to bring out the mistletoe to kiss me, you know." You eventually say instead.

"I know," He pants, still smiling like the all-consuming beauty he is. "But you love Christmas. And it's our first. Wanna do it right."

You feel the need to close your eyes, let his words sink in, and so you do. You let the statement blanket over you until you're positively beaming, and when you open your eyes, he is the same. You are so irreversibly in love and you think he might be perfect. You tell him as much.

"You're perfect," You say, all soft and starry eyed. You're nodding when he starts shaking his head, and when the tips of his ears begin to turn red and he's putting his head down, you're giggling and putting both hands on either side of his head to get his eyes back on yours. "I love you a lot."

Jungkook is so happy. "Love you most."

And then he's leaning down again. This kiss is much less frantic, more steady, but still passionate and still with Jungkook, which means it fills your body with heat all the same. Your head is floating and you're squirming under his hold again when you break apart for air.

There's no point in trying to resist him anymore. You never can.

"I'm gonna take my sweater off now."

Jungkook scrunches his nose, and grins. "Okay."

read part two here!

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[jeagerism]

wish you were here

✒ word count : 4.2k

✒ characters : park jimin x reader

✒ warnings : sadness, like hella sadness im sorry, break up!au, reader just misses him lots, small amounts of fluff, cursing, seeing the person you love with someone new, first dates, moving on, crying

✒ summary : You're sitting in your bathtub eating marshmallows at 3 in the morning three weeks after the break up, and you're doing fine, you really are. But then, all of a sudden, you're crying and realising how much you miss him.

✒ author's note : as i wrote more and more i was like...hmmm. jimin. here is the completed fic im scared to post this didusissj but if i don't i might die so. hope u guys like dis one xoxo it's my first jimin imagine pls do not hurt me im trying :o

It's 6 p.m. on a Saturday when it happens.

The curtains are open slightly in the living room, rays of golden sunlight reaching just past where your feet rest on the couch. You're typing up an essay when Jimin slips through the door, toeing his shoes off. Five-fifty, just like clockwork. The coat he wears everyday goes on the same hook - third from the left. He shuffles over to the couch and presses his lips to the crown of your head, just like always.

It's easy to fall into routine.

Another episode of Sex Education plays in the background, long forgotten after an hour of staring at the same screen. You're pretty sure your brain is fried. But you'd made a promise to yourself that you'd finish this essay today, so you make due. 

"Hey." The way your lips stretch into a smile is hard to control, even more so when he copies your actions. He falls onto the couch beside you, leaning into the cushions with a hum. He smells like the strawberries and honey body wash in the bathroom.

You let your eyes study him for a few seconds, then go back to typing, and it's quiet, just like always. It feels normal. Nothing's different. 

Until it is.

"I think we should break up."

Of the five years you've known Jimin, you've been through a lot. And while most of it had been dealing with things much bigger than yourselves, bigger than romance and first kisses, you'd had your fair share of relationship issues.

But things were good. He would come home every day, smiling, press that same kiss to your forehead. Sit right beside you, leaning into your side, his warmth seeping into you. Sometimes he'd play with your fingers, a thing that kept him occupied and calm. You knew Jimin, you knew all his habits, what made him tick, how he acted when he was sad, or happy, or angry.

"Y/N?"

"I can't", you breathe out, so softly it's barely audible. And you wonder if he can even hear you. If he can hear the way you're trying to gather up everything you're feeling right now and trying to shove it down, down, down. "I don't understand? I need, can you-" 

And as much as you know Jimin, he knows you all the same. He knows you're panicking, and normally, he'd grab your hands and help you breathe. In for three, out for three. In for three out for three. He doesn't do that this time. He doesn't even look at you.

"I'm just not...happy. I'm not happy and I don't think I make you happy anymore, either."

But you do. He does, Jimin makes you so happy that sometimes you forget how to breathe. He makes you so happy that you love everything about him, even the things that drive you insane sometimes. So happy that you pick up the clothes he leaves on the floor after his shower, or place his shoes back neatly, or cook his favorite food for him whenever he asks.

These are the things you want to tell him. You want to tell him it all and more, but the only thing that comes out is :

"Okay."

Because what else can you say? He's just said that he's not happy with you anymore, and he's so close but farther away than ever, and he's not even looking at you.

In for three, out for three. But you still can't breathe. And this time, as his words fall on near deaf ears - something about "my stuff" and "sometime later" and "you stay, I'll go" - and he slips his shoes and coat back on, and it's quiet, it's not because you're happy.

You can't breathe because it hurts. You're not sure of how long you stay on the couch, computer running hot on your lap, a "Are you still watching" message on the tv. But when you finally look up, it's dark. 

And you take a breath. Dragging yourself to Jimin and your bedroom - your bedroom - takes more of an effort than you'll admit, but you get there. The pillow is cool against your burning cheek. You allow your eyes to close tight, because his side of the bed is never this cold.

All you can do is breathe. In for three, out for three. Something you'd learned from him, with him. 

It's all you can do to keep yourself from breaking.

He takes you on your first date in September.

It's bowling, which is a stereotypical first date, but it's him, so you don't really mind. 

Park Jimin is nervous. It's evident in the way he wipes his hands on his pants before he holds your hand. The way he gets quiet after laughing at one of your jokes, as if he's afraid of being too loud or happy.

"No fair!", you call, speaking through a pout. "You've got like, superhuman abilities or something. You're obviously gonna win." Crossing your arms, you shake your head. "I think we should label this as cheating."

Jimin chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm not trying, though." 

You make a noise of protest. "That's even worse!" Leaning closer to him, a furrow in your eyebrows, you huff. "Are you saying I'm just plain ole bad at bowling, Park?"

"You said it, not me." It's the first joke he's made all night. You laugh, eyes closing just from the force. "I could, uh, I could help you? If you want. Since I'm so good and everything." The last part is said teasingly, and you can hear the smirk in his voice.

You stand, ruffling his hair with a smile. "Teach me then." By the time you've grabbed the ball you've been using the entire time, he's right behind you. Sticking your fingers in the holes, you twist it around lightly. 

"I see why you're so bad now." You turn, opening your mouth to defend yourself. "You're not even holding the ball right, you know."

"Well, I'm sorry I was never taught bowling ball holding basics. I didn't even know you could hold one of these-"

He interrupts you with a hand on your waist, delicate and soft. His fingers rest just above the top of your jeans, brushing against soft skin. "Like this", he murmurs. Jimin's other hand adjusts your own. "And then this." He keeps his hand atop yours, and brings your arm back, helping you swing it forward. You're so focused on how close he is that you don't notice you still need to let go of the ball.

Lips brushing against the side of your cheek, Jimin hums. You shiver. "You know, this doesn't actually work unless you let go of the ball when you swing, pretty girl." 

You feel like you're going to combust. Park Jimin just called you pretty. Park Jimin, the boy you've had a crush on for months. Called you pretty. Blinking, you swing your arm back with him again, and let it go when it comes forward. Not caring if the ball hits the pins or not, you rotate, until you're face to face with him. All soft, silky hair and lips that look as soft as pillows. 

"What?" He raises an eyebrow, another pretty flush spreading over his cheeks. 

"Can I kiss you?"

The noise that comes from him mirrors the shock on his face that quickly morphs into timidness. "Like you even have to ask, Y/N." 

His lips feel even softer than they look. You've had a first kiss before, but this is the only one that's felt right. Something in you tells you that means something. When you pull away, you're smiling, breathless.

"Hey", Jimin whispers, nodding his head behind you. "You knocked down all the pins."

As he walks you home, he holds your hand.

"I'm glad we got to do this", Jimin says, and his eyes don't meet your own until you squeeze his hand tight. You think about how he'd wrapped you up in the extra sweater he'd been wearing when he'd noticed you were cold. How he'd pulled you closer when walking down the sidewalk because people were bumping into you, and had held you that way the entire way back.

"Me too." You grin, watching the pink on his cheeks spread to his ears and down his neck. His smile mirrors yours regardless. 

Jimin sighs. "I'm, um, sorry if it was lame. I know bowling is kinda...well, kinda bland for a first date-"

"It was perfect." You let your fingers detangle as you back up. "Best first date I've ever had." 

His cheeks swell with a big, boyish grin. "Next time I'll take you to the arcade downtown." A smirk. "Maybe that time you can beat me in something."

You always thought that if Jimin ever left you, you'd cry.

Not that you thought of it often, but it still came up once or twice. Every time it did, he was always right there, with soothing words and soft lips pressed against the tip of your nose. 

So, the fact that you don't cry surprises you.

You don't cry, and a part of you thinks that, if you did, it would never stop. 

Your sadness turns into anger at every reminder of him around your apartment. There's traces of him everywhere, a forced memory no matter where you step. So you keep breathing. You take a breath. 

You take a breath when you see his lunchbox he took to work with him every day. When you visit your friends and they ask how plans for the yearly Halloween party you'd always throw with him are going. When you see a news article about him and the boy's album release. You breathe.

Because you are angry with him. Angry for making you waste your time, making you think that it was you and him. That he still loved you, and that you knew him.

Going back in your head, everything had seemed fine. The two of you hardly fought, you told each other I love you every morning and every night. You still had your weekly movie nights every Friday. You laughed together. 

Nothing had changed, right? You knew him, right?

A week after he's been gone, it hits you that you never knew him that well at all.

You didn't even know him well enough to tell that he was falling out of love with you.

Two weeks after the breakup, and you no longer feel angry. You feel the dragging feeling of sadness creep up on you again. The anger probably would've stayed, but he'd come to get his stuff earlier in the week. 

He forgets a few things, but you don't say anything. Why don't you say anything?

Getting used to life without him is a process. You forget that you don't have to buy those off brand crackers he likes. You never wake up in the morning to his humming in the shower. Things...change.

The bed was never this big, was it? It always seemed small, small enough that the two of you always crowded together, legs tangled together, arms around waists.

Now, it's massive. You pull the blanket up to your chin, and even though you probably shouldn't, you press your cheek into his pillow. 

When you fall asleep, you dream of him.

His skin is bathed in moonlight, pale and soft. The two of you sit in the big clawfoot bathtub, the one you both loved, empty and fully clothed. He's quiet, and anyone else would think that's because it's nearing three in the morning, but you know him. You recognize the subtle shaking of his hands, the sweat beading at his hairline even though it was freezing inside the apartment, the way he taps his fingers together in rhythm.

You know him.

"Hey." It's the first word spoken since you'd sat down. He's facing you, curls going every which way from attempting to sleep earlier. Holding up the bag you'd snagged before you'd followed him in here, you grin. "Want some marshmallows?"

Jimin's lips twitch into a smile, and even though it disappears as quickly as it came, it's something. Massive hand plunging into the bag, he grabs a handful and proceeds to shove a few in his mouth. You settle for popping them in one by one; the small, colorful bits melt on your tongue. 

The bag empties faster than expected, so soon you have nothing to occupy yourselves. As you start to suggest opening the other bag in the pantry, he speaks.

"It's happening again", his shoulders rise up to his ears. His hands rest in between his knees, tangled together, fidgeting.

With a heavy sigh, you lay a hand across his own. "I know." Jimin's eyes meet yours, honey colored and exhausted. The bags under his eyes are more prominent than they have been, and although it's not as bad as the last few times, it's still bad.

"I don't want it to happen again."

And well, you don't quite know what to say to that. Because you don't either. This feeling was always with him, always simmering underneath the surface. It never completely disappeared, but it did get easier to deal with. It was bearable, almost nonexistent at times.

You know it hurts him, and him hurting makes you hurt. He deserves so much good, he is too good, to have so much weight on his shoulders. To be plagued with so much anxiety and pain, and for what? You don't even know the answer.

No one is perfect, as living with him for this many years often reminds you. He's definitely not. He leaves his shoes in the middle of the floor. He forgets to replace the tissue when the roll runs out. He's never had a plant that's lasted more than a week, because he's either not here or just forgets. 

So no, he's not perfect. But you know damn well he's the closest thing to it you have.

"I'll be here." You swallow, fingers slotting in between his. "I am here. No matter what, rain or shine, you know that." Jimin lifts the side of his lips into a smile. "I love you."

Switching in his spot, he turns, leaning back against your chest, rejoining your hands soon after. "I know." He brushes his lips across your knuckles. "I love you, too."

Your other hand combs through his hair, twirling curls around your fingers like thread.

The two of you don't retire to your bed until the sun begins to peak over the horizon.

You wake up with sweat beading at your hairline.

In for three, out for three.

You ignore the phantom taste of marshmallows on your tongue. A shaky hand pushes the blankets off of your body, and you're taking the familiar path to the kitchen before you can really think. There's a bag of mini marshmallows where they always are. You grab them, tearing a whole in the top as you walk towards the bathroom. 

When your back meets the familiar chill of the tub, you can feel the way your throat begins closing up. But you push it away with a hand full of marshmallows, which distracts you from the aching burn settled deep in your chest.

You've never done this alone. Every time you've sat in this exact same position, marshmallows in hand, he's been here. But there's always time for change. At least that's what you tell yourself.

You'd spent all your time in this tub with Jimin. There weren't any more of those times. No more late night baths where you just talked about your days. No more pic nics on the living room floor when you didn't feel like going out. No more hugs or I love you's or simply just seeing him across the room. 

And another. In for three, out for three. Focus on something else. Anything else but him. Your eyes switch from the wall to the bottle of soap on the ledge of the tub. Strawberries and honey. His favorite. Something else. The two towels hanging on the rack, one yellow and one red. You remember picking them out the night you moved in. It's getting harder to see with the tears in your eyes, but it's fine. It's fine.

Because you don't miss him. You can't, because the smell of strawberries and honey are fading from the pillow that's beside yours. The red towel hasn't been used in a month. There's never a box of off-brand crackers with his name on them in the cabinet anymore. And he's not here.

And you can't wish that he is. 

September is different this time.

The streets are full of people, and you're filled with a happy sort of warmth as you wait outside of a coffee shop. Rubbing your hands together, you blow warm air on them to rid yourself of the numbness starting to creep in. It's the type of cold that sets in slowly. You nudge your nose against the scarf you're wearing with a shiver.

People around you pass by with smiles, arms full of bags or holding others hands. It's peaceful.

"You're going to drop them!"

Glancing up, your eyes dart around until they find the source of the noise. There's a part of you that wishes you hadn't. A part of you that wants to shove your nose back into the fabric around your neck. 

Seeing Park Jimin is...weird.

There's a certain type of irony in the way that you see him during your first September without him. It twists and tears at you with bleeding fists.

"Jimin, let me carry some!"

The girl next to him is pretty. She's more than pretty. Jealousy ebbs in your chest for a mere moment at the smile he gives her, the way his eyes sparkle. Remembering how he used to look at you like that pours salt onto the wound. 

His hair is blond now. He looks good. Jimin had always looked good, though. There's no doubt in your mind that he's one of the prettiest people you've ever met. But he looks good. He looks like he's glowing. He looks...happy.

I'm just not...happy anymore.

"I've got it", he laughs, leaning his head back with a smile. Turning, he regains his grip on the bags, switching his gaze over, over, over. "See, like…" His eyes are sparkling. He looks happy. Is this what he meant?

I'm not happy and I don't think I make you happy anymore, either.

"Y/N?"

You quickly avert your eyes, turning and stuffing your hands into your pockets with a huff of breath you can see in the cold air. For a second, you can hear his footsteps getting closer. Of all the ways you thought you'd bump into him, it was safe to say this wasn't on the list. Seeing him wasn't on the list at all. Avoiding the problem until it went away seemed like a good enough plan.

Just as you're ready to turn around and face him, even if you really do not want to, a hand lands on your shoulder. Gentle.

The endless run on thoughts of what you're going to say become muddled as you open your eyes. 

"Sorry it took so long. Since someone wanted peppermint hot chocolate, even though they were obviously going to be running out, I had to wait a little longer." The corner of his lips lift into a grin. "Didn't mind though. Anything for you, I suppose." 

You shake your head with a smile as he hands you the cup. "Thank you." The drink warms your hands, the numbness melting away. 

"Ready to go?"

Jimin's behind you. Jimin is behind you with a girl who may not even be his girlfriend, but a girl who makes him happy. Makes him smile. 

And you think you're a little okay with it. 

You don't really have a choice, but. It's easier to swallow than you'd expected. 

You've learned to live without him. And even though there's a piece of you screaming and throwing a fit like a child that just wants and wants, you don't break. 

"Yeah. I am."

Pivoting, you walk forward. He's still relatively far away, but close enough that you can see him in your peripheral vision. Close enough that you make eye contact once more as he readjusts the bags in his arms. Close enough that you see the sparkle in his eyes.

You take a breath as your shoulders pass, mere inches of space between you. He still feels far away.

In for three, out for three. Breathe in.

It smells like strawberries and honey.

You smack your lips together as you continue on.

You're craving marshmallows.

Two Months Before

Park Jimin is scared.

Which isn't something he'd normally admit so easily. But, given the circumstances, he doesn't think too much of it.

Filling his cheeks with air, he gnaws on his bottom lip in thought. He's been chewing on it for so long he'll probably tear a whole in it, but he can't help it. Thinking back on the conversation he'd had hours before scares him. Leaves him with an unsettling feeling in his stomach. Anxious, deadly butterflies.

"How're things with Y/N?" Taehyung sits back, sipping from a stark white coffee mug. "Not that we don't see you guys every two weeks, but, you know."

Jimin laughs, shaking his head. "They're good. She's good, amazing." He's smiling so wide his cheeks hurt. 

"God, stop looking like a lovesick fool", his friend teases. He tilts his head, scoffing. "Propose already." Jimin must look as lost as he feels, because Taehyung raises an eyebrow. "You okay?"

He blinks, rolling his shoulders. "Yeah, I'm good. I guess I just...never thought about it. Marriage and stuff. I mean, I have, I just…" He shrugs, eyebrows furrowed. "Never really thought about it too in detail." Why does his stomach feel like this?

"Do you want to marry her?"

"Yes." The answer is instant. Something hidden underneath, but something all known. 

Taehyung smiles. "That was pretty fast. Are you sure you've never thought about it?"

Jimin wets his lips, clearing his throat. "Guess it just...doesn't make sense with anyone else. It makes sense with her though. It feels right."

The blue haired male across from him smirks, huffing out a laugh. "Guess you'll need a ring then, huh?"

Marriage had always been a far away concept. Something to be worried about later down the line. It seemed like, without even realising it, down the line had come sooner than he expected. He's known Y/N for five years, and while every moment has been one he wouldn't give up, it's sped by so fast. 

But when he thinks about it, it doesn't make sense if it isn't her. Nothing makes sense if it's not her. If he closes his eyes and pictures his wedding day, no matter what, in every scenario, every way you look at it, she's the one walking down the aisle. Every time. It's her.

Jimin reaches into the dresser drawer beside the bed, feeling around until he finds what he's searching for. His fingers brush against the velvet box he'd shoved in there an hour earlier. When he brings it out, the butterflies in his stomach have friends. 

He wants to marry her. He wants to do it right. He wants to put this ring on her finger and watch her eyes light up. And plan the wedding with her and discuss color schemes and where to seat guests at the reception. Wants to kiss her in front of a room of people as his wife for the first time. He wants to adopt a dog and buy a house with a backyard.

Park Jimin wants to do all of this, and he wants it to feel right, and it only feels right with her.

But if she said no. If she didn't want him the way he wanted her. Park Jimin is terrifyingly in love with her. The type of love that makes him crazy. That makes him wake up early just to pull her back into his arms, because he knows how she likes being held. Because he knows her.

So if she didn't need him like he needed her, he doesn't think he'd be able to handle it. Because she may be able to walk away and find someone new, but he won't.

She's it for him. This is it for him. He doesn't think there's ever gonna be anyone else. 

He's loved her every day since the moment he met her.

The not wanting is what might tear him to pieces. Can nervous butterflies die?

The sound of keys turning in lock nab his attention, and he jumps to his feet, heart in his throat. Something in him aches. "Jimin? I'm home!"

Rubbing his thumb over the velvet box once more, he slips it back into the drawer, way in the back. He closes it, and breathes. In for three, out for three. Jimin looks up, and puts on a smile, even with this ache.

He loves her.

"Coming!"

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[tyonfs]

🤧: first of all I want to apologize. I have yet to read that's rich because life has been crazy, doing homework and moving out this weekend from my apartment thankfully because I am so done, but I promise once I sit down and read it I'll comment or send in another ask. I wanted to send you one before because it has been a hot minute and to say thank you for your compliments on my story on the last ask. It touches my heart and I am so thankful for you kindness and support for all my random ideas and blurbs. And speaking of blurbs I have a confession. So sometimes when I see a kpop idol, especially one acts a certain way that is distinct to them, I make a connection to some random celebrity that sometimes does not make sense to others but for me I see a similarity. But one case I have been thinking of lately is Mark Lee and, omg this name throws me back years to a side I am low key embarrassed about, Jack Johnson from Jack and Jack aka Magcon aka vines and stuff in like 2013-2015. If you don't know who he is I would recommend looking him up and guess what? he's a pretty decent rapper from what I remember - which makes the connection a little more eerie. People may not get this connection at all (and I am glad only you know my identity for that haha) but both just behave, mannerisms wise, similar to me and both have a similar rapping style. And because Jack is blonde, when Mark went blonde I was like 'omg they look even a little similar' If this makes no sense I am so sorry but I wanted to tell someone about this while it plagues my brain atm lmaoo

omg anon i missed you how have you been 🤲 and SORRY i took so long to respond but i wanted to reply w my undivided attention :’))

but PLS don’t apologize !! your life comes first and i hope you can rest now that you’re moved out of your apartment ! omg i just signed a lease with my rooomates and we’re moving in in the fall so i’m: excited :’) i’ve lived in dorms but not a house so this is all v v new to me

and PLSSS YOU DONT HAVE TO THANK ME i’m so happy to give out any suggestions/ideas/support for what you put out !! ♡

and omg i’ve actually never related things like that but that’s so cool 😳 damnnn magcon feels like AGES ago and i vaguely remember jack !! i didn’t know he’s a rapper tho omfg i’ve gotta listen to some of his stuff. i do get that to some degree tho bc i have looked at idols and been like “sheesh the young leonardo dicaprio energy” LMAOO

also here take these renjuns bc i know u love renjun 🤲 our shared renjun love

#tyonfs asks #🤧 anon

[jimimn]

HHFJSLASI YOU AND I ARE JUST PROFESSIONALS WHEN IT COMES TO RAMBLING AND I LOVE IT I'LL MAKE THIS FIRST ASK SHORT SO THAT YOU CAN ADD THE READ MORE AND PUT THE REST UNDER THE CUT SO THAT YOUR FOLLOWERS DON'T HAVE TO DO A LOT OF SCROLLING LMAO - 💫

your brain i love it ��😌

MISS SHIVI YOU'RE TOO SWEET 🤧💞 HFAKKA JUNGKOOK MADE THE WORLD STOP WITH THAT HAIR DYE AT THIS POINT I'M JUST ✨ manifesting ✨ a selfie of him with that hair and I know for a fact that the moment that one selfie comes out ITS OVER FOR US and OMG IN A BUN??? JDJAKJD I THINK YOURE SPEAKING THE DEVIL INTO EXISTENCE. BLONDE JIKOOK SELCA LETS GO BOYS COME ON DON'T BE SHY 🧚‍♂️🌸

OOOPS THAT IDOL PERFORMANCE DOES LIVE IN MY HEAD RENT FREE THO...ESP ALL OF THEIR GROWLS..CALM DOWN??? JIMIN?? EXCUSE YOU.

AND JUNGKOOK'S OUTFIT WAS SO HOTJFJSLQJDJWKA. I did watch the performances later and can attest that DYNAMITE SLOW JAM IS NOW MY ANTHEM AND BLONDE JUNGKOOK SINGING IT IS DEFINITELY NOT GOOD FOR MY SANITY

CHANEL MODEL!JIMIN MISS SHIVI I AM THINKING MANY THOUGHTS NOW FOR REAL THO HE SHOULD TOTALLY WEAR MORE CHOKERS AND CAN YOU IMAGINE HIM FINISHING A PERFORMANCE ANF THEN RIPPING IT OFF AND THROWING INTO THE CROWD LIKE JSLWLAKF DEATH UPON US ALL!!! Honestly he can wear anything at this point and ummm 🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️🤸‍♀️ BUT FBKSKA I HOPE THIS ISNT WEIRD BUT I JUST THOUGHT OF JIMIN'S COLLARBONES PEAKING OUT FROM UNDER THE CHOKER AND WE'RE GOING A LITTLE FERAL AGAIN

BODY ROLLS DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED THERE IS NOTHING MORE ATTRACTIVE THAN HIM NOT ONLY BEING SO HOT BUT ALSO USING PERFECT TECHNIQUE!! AND THAT GAZE BYE I'M SHORT CIRCUITING HE CLEARLY KNOWS HIS POWER AND ISN'T AFRAID TO USE IT aND THAT LOOK GAAAAH 5TH MUSTER JIMIN COME HOME PLS THE FOOD IS COLD AND EVERYONE'S ASKING WHERE YOU ARE (me....I'm everyone) NO NOO DON'T BE SORRY I LOVE IT TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOUR MUSINGS *cups face in hand and leans on table*

AND I AGREE!! TAEHYUNG LOOKING GOOD IN THAT SUIT ONLY SHOWS US THAT THE GODS TOOK THEIR SWEET TIME ON HIM AND LMFAO I MEAN THEY'RE NOT WRONG THO 🤡 IS A PRETTY ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF US and omg you've got a sister!! that's so nice 💓

LITERALLY ON WITH THAT DANCE BREAK IN A CONCERT WITH JIMIN JUMPING OVER JUNGKOOK WHEN I TELL YOU I UGLY CRIED FOR HOURS AFTER SEEING THAT DURING THE MV PREMIERE I DON'T THINK I'LL LIVE KNOWING THEY DID IT IN A CONCERT and ooooooo you should definitely keep hoping!! We got an I need u performance, so anything's possible!! I got into them with bs&t so it makes me very 🤧🤧🤧 in retrospect but nothing about jimin dancing his jacket off was 🤧 it was more of a 🥵😵🥴🤕🤒 type of feeling LMAO

I KNOW RIGHT I LOVE HOW THEY ALWAYS GIVE US LIL UPDATES EVERYWHERE LIKE "OO I WENT CAMPING" "OO WE ATE BREAD!!" "OOO LOOK WE'RE JUST GOING TO DROP COVERS AND SELCAS SO YOU CAN LOSE WHATEVER LITTLE SANITY REMAINED!!" BUT YES TIMES LIKE THAT WHEN HE TWEETS JIMIN IS THE LITERAL EMBODIMENT OF THE BIGGEST HEART EMOJI

AND FJSLADHK I NEVER TOLD YOU LMAO MY BRAIN 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️ MY BIAS IS JIMIN!! I MEAN BY THE LOOKS OF IT YOURS IS TOO HE MAKES US ALL SO 💕💓💫💓💗💕🌺🌈💘💓✨💗💓🌸💕💝🌈💓💗 ITS A LITTLE EMBARRASSING HOW MUCH HE MAKES ME FEEL LIKE WOW HOW AM I LETTING A MAN WHOM I DON'T EVEN KNOW HAVE SO MUCH CONTROL OF ME. HE'S JUST... EVERYTHING 🥺 I'M IN MY BREAK AND A LITTLE TOO EMO RIGHT NOW!! BUT I GUESS YOUR BIAS IS JIMIN TOO RIGHT? TAKING BY YOUR LOVELY BLOG AND BRUTALLY HONEST (IN THE BEST WAY!) URL LMAO IF NOT THEM I'M SORRY FOR PRESUMING 🙈🙈 but tell me!! how did you get into them??

(god...I'm just looking and I see I wrote too much I'm so sorry fksjwlfo)-💫

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i love seeing your asks in my inbox ok they make me very happy 🤧🤧 BLONDE JIKOOK IN A BUN SELCA I AM MANIFESTING!!!!!!!! BOYS JUST OPEN YOUR GALLERY AND DROP THEM SELCAS I KNOW YOU HAVE A LOT OF THEM PLS SPARE SOME FOR US THANX 😭

JIMIN IN THAT IDOL PERFORMANCE HOLY SHIT YES 😳 LIKE EXCUSE ME WHAT KIND OF DISRESPECT IS THAT 👁👄👁 and then in the same week he became small cuddly jimin with a boopable nose during the home performance 😔

istg jungkook looked like a very hot rich ceo of a huge company or sth 😳😳 (which he actually is sdfghjk atleast partially sdfg)

CHANEL NEEDS TO CALL JIMIN ASAP 🔫🔫🔫 AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING MAKING ME IMAGINE WILD SCENARIOS LIKE THAT 😭 ok imagine him smirking the “i know im hot” smirk after he throws the choker DEATH OK ABSOLUTE DEATHHHHHHHH and omg yes his collarbones along with the choker 😳😳😳😳 (and no its not weird asdfghj chill) 

AND OMG THAT IS THE BIGGEST PROBLEM RIGHTTTTT!!!! THAT PARK JIMIN IS ABSOLUTELY AWARE OF THE POWER HE HOLDS AND HOW HOT HE IS!!!!! AND HE USES IT JUST THE RIGHT AMOUNT WHICH IS KNOWS IS ENOUGH FOR US TO GO ABSOLUTELY FERAL and he’s such a fucking tease too dear lord i can’t with him 😭😭😭😭😭 AND OMG “*cups face in hand and leans on table*” STOP BEING SO CUTE OKAY WTF I AM BLUSHING HERE 😭😭😭😭

AND YES 🤡 IS DEFINITELY ALL OF US 🤣 i remember waiting for 12 am kst every freaking day for a week before BE dropped and big hit was like “not today you absolute clowns” on all our faces 🤡 AND YESS AAAAAAAA she’s not my own sister though!! she’s my aunt’s daughter. they’ve come to visit us for a week 🥰🥰

ON DANCE BREAK WITH JIMIN JUMPING OVER JUNGKOOK HOLY FRIKKIN YES BUT HAVEN’T THEY STOPPED DOING THAT JUMP IN THE RECENT PERFORMANCES? im sad :(((( BUT YES THAT IN A CONCERT WITH ARMY CHEERING AND FANCHANTS AND EVERYTHING HOLY SHIT CAN’T IMAGINE THE ENERGY IN THE STADIUM DURING THAT 🤯🤯🤯🤯 ARE YOU KIDDING I GOT INTO THEM WITH BS&T AS WELL. i am never ever ever going to be over that song. and yes jimin’s “accidental” jacket flips in bs&t are the reason is why i live and breathe 😌😌 (and simultaneously die multiple deaths) I AM NOT EVEN MAKING SENSE ANYMORE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AND OMG I KNOW RIGHT WHEN CHRISTMAS LOVE DROPPED WITHOUT A FUCKING CLUE I WENT !@#$%^&*()&^%$#@q@#$%^&*( BECAUSE I HAD JUST WOKEN UP FROM SLEEP AND /?????? NEW SONG FROM JIMIN??????? THAT FELING WAS JUST HHHHHHHHHHHHHH atleast tae gave us a hint BUT I WAS STILL NOT READY WHEN SNOW FLOWER DROPPED. DAMN I HOPE THEY DON’T DO THIS NO WARNING THING WITH KTH1 AND JJK1 BECAUSE I DON’T WANT TO BE FUCKING SLEEPING WHEN THEY DROP ASDFGHJK  AND JIMIN AAAAAAAA JIMIN I MISS HIM SO MUCH CAN HE GO LIVE AGAIN PLS I JUST WANT TO HEAR HIS SOFT VOICE AND SEE HIS EYE SMILE AND FLOOFY HAIR AND TINY HANDS :(((((((

AND OMG YOURS TOO???? 😭😭😭 AND PRESUMPTION WHAT PRESUMPTION OMG OFC MY BIAS IS JIMIN (and six bias wreckers 😌😌) LIKE I HAVE JIMIN IN MY ICON AND IN MY HEADER AND IN MY URL AND I GIF JIMIN MOSTLY SO 😭😭😭 WHAT PRESUMPTION 😭😭😭 and god yes i love every little thing about him 🥺🥺🥺 FROM HIS SOCK DOODLES TO HIM BEING SUPER CLUMSY AND HIS JACKET FLIPS AND HIS SEXY BRAIN AND HIS KIND HEART AND HIM NOT GIVING TWO FUCKS ABOUT GENDER TO HIM GROWLING ON STAGE TO HIS NIPSLIPS I JUST!!!!!LOVE!!!!!!EVERYTHING!!!!! 🤧🤧🤧🤧 AND yes lmao my url ok story time!! so when i made this blog... i didn’t know i’d get into giffing and stuff lol so the friend who got me into bts (i’ll come to that story later) suggested jiminsjacketflip as a url for my blog but i was like nah this doesn’t sound cool so i added a bit of ✨pazzaz✨ and made it flipthatjacketjiminie LMFAOOOOO and ive been wanting to change it for a while now because its so fucking long and my watermark on gifs looks shitty because of that 🤡 but i haven’t found anything as unique as this one yet and i also think that if I change my url people won’t recognize me so im just..... living with this one lmaooooo 🤡

AND OKAY OMG so i got into them at the end of june 2020. My friend anna (who also has a blog and makes a++++ gifs @/lifegoesmon) got me into them. She made me listen to them and the first song i heard was stay gold as far as i remember and then it was BS&T AND GODDAMN THE WAY I GOT FUCKING HOOKED TO THE SONG I KEPT LISTENING TO IT ALLLLLLLL DAYYYYYYY and then she showed me the performance for bs&t and i knew i was a goner 🥴🥴 then I watched chaotic bts compilations and they were so fucking funny and adorable that i went like???? how are they so sexy and intimidating on stage and this adorable and chaotic off stage?😭😭😭 we listened to bts’ discography for like three hours on the first day and she shared her playlist with me and stuff and god I just fell for their music. and then obviously with their dance and then obviously with everything about them 🥺🥺 HOW ABOUT YOUUUUUUUU? WHEN AND HOW DID YOU GET INTO THEM???? (and pls don’t be sorry sdfghjk i love reading your asks 💖💖💖) OH ALSO DID YOU WATCH RUNNNNN???????? WHICH ONES DID YOU WATCH????

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