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elvensorceress · 3 months

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Sunday sentences

tagged by my beloveds @eddiebabygirldiaz @wildlife4life @wikiangela @spotsandsocks @daffi-990 @wh0re-behavi0r no pressure tagging @hippolotamus @monsterrae1 @shortsighted-owl @disasterbuckdiaz @loserdiaz @theotherbuckley @ronordmann @bekkachaos @buddierights @messyhairdiaz @fiona-fififi @thekristen999 @giddyupbuck @gayedmundodiaz 💕 have some Unless finale (which btw is over 29K so far 🫣)

Eddie leans against the fridge and watches Buck put the last few cans and jars away. He clearly has a system and there is no interrupting Buck’s organizational systems. So, Eddie merely gazes at him, unable to keep the smile from spreading over his face. Buck is ridiculously silly and adorable, and he’s home. This is their home together.

They have a life and a home and a son together. And they belong to each other.

Eddie doesn’t know how long it might take before those facts don’t make him choked up and dangerously close to happy tears. But a few hours is not long enough. He’s not sure a few lifetimes will be long enough.

“Thanks so much for coordinating with me and letting us keep up with everything.” Buck puts away the last can of green chilies and runs a box of cereal to the cupboards near the fridge, and then folds and stacks all the empty grocery bags. “No, no I really appreciate it and I know he does, too. He was worried he wouldn’t get to be in class with his friends anymore and he’s been working so hard. So— so thank you. Yeah, you too. I’ll keep in touch and he’ll see you this Monday. Yeah— yeah. Awesome. Have a good one.” He ends the call, sets his phone down with a loud thunk, and spins one more time until he’s facing Eddie with a beaming smile. “Hey, gorgeous.”

Yeah, several lifetimes of this won’t be enough. Eddie’s face heats and he has to match that bright smile, and just stare at his beautiful, ridiculous, magical, amazing partner. “Hi, love.”

Buck giddily bounces over to him, wraps Eddie in his arms, and kisses him to make up for all the very long minutes apart. It wasn’t even two hours, but it was far too long. “I missed you,” Buck even says while kissing Eddie’s cheek and jaw and the corner of his mouth, like everywhere wouldn’t be enough.

Eddie laughs as he holds on tightly with an arm around Buck’s waist.

Until Buck stops the kissing and leans away. “What you think it’s funny? That I missed you already? You don’t believe me?”

The exact opposite actually. “No, it’s not funny. Yes, I believe you.” Eddie pulls him back in and kisses him again, long and wet and full of overflowing joy. “I missed you, too. So much. Too much. I don’t like not doing chores and errands together. It was a stupid plan.”

Buck holds him closer, more securely, and giggles as he kisses back. “It was your plan.”

“Yeah, well. Again, it was stupid. I hate it. Tell me it’s stupid next time I suggest something terrible like that.” He takes hold of Buck’s thick upper arms and spins them so he can press Buck into the corner and atone for this egregious offense. He scatters kisses and soft nips along Buck’s jaw and down his neck and breathes in the inherent sweetness of Buck’s warmth until there’s nothing in his own head but dizzy dreamy warm luscious joy.

Buck whimpers and nearly melts all the way to the floor. Eddie holds him up though. He needs to shower him with affection. They’ve been without for more than a hundred and thirteen minutes, and he can’t be without anymore.

He nuzzles against the slope of Buck’s neck and shoulder and presses long, open-mouthed kisses to his warm skin. Buck’s hand comes up to slide through Eddie’s hair and cradle his head, so gentle and loving it makes thrumming, simmering heat coast over Eddie’s cold skin. He wasn’t cold before. But being touched by Buck is so much like summer sun and lit fireplaces and heating pads and hot baths and laundry fresh out of the dryer. It makes Eddie realize he’s been lonely and frozen for so long.

But he’s not anymore.

Buck tips his head back, offering more of his throat, and Eddie has to taste. He has to lick and feel heartbeat under his tongue. It leaves wet trails when he slides over sweet, musky, salty skin and he has to suck patches of light pink nearly red marks into skin because saliva is just not enough to sufficiently claim or possess and show belonging.

Eddie wants more skin. He wants to feel Buck soft and warm against him. He wants Buck hot and sticky and sweaty and all over him.

Except there’s a young, disgruntled voice from the doorway, “Oh, you’re doing this again. You know if I were at a friend’s house, you could do whatever you want and I wouldn’t have to be disturbed over here about what’s going on in our kitchen.”

Buck attempts to stand up more on his own, but Eddie doesn’t let him go. Just in case. Just because. But he does turn enough to look over at Chris. “I thought you wanted alone time in your room. Do you need something, bud?”

Chris raises an eyebrow at him and now looks too much like Shannon and Eddie has no hope of surviving ever. “Yes. You said you were going to talk about it. Me going to a friend’s house. This doesn’t look like talking about it.”

Eddie lets out a barely patient huff and looks to Buck. “What do you think?”

Buck’s eyes widen like he wasn’t expecting this at all. “What do I think? I mean—” He gives Eddie a look, subtly glances down between them where they are pressed together, and his cheeks turn pink. And— okay. Eddie can see how this is a very unnecessary question. At least as far as Buck’s point of view. He was already bringing up the idea of date night for them.

A first date.

A first date that isn’t really a first date but is still new, different, exciting. The start of the rest of their lives? Or something like that but less embarrassingly sappy. Potentially with a house all to themselves to come home to.

#buddie #fic: unless you ask me to #jenwyn wip #buddie wip #seven sentence sunday #911 #if you see typos no you didn’t 🫣

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yongislong · 2 years

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take care of you.

wc/genre: idk the word count... established relationship with non!idol jaemin, college au, domestic, other dreamies are mentioned, not proofread EEK spooky

cw/note: none as always, another late night post!! lol. inspired by the song take care of you by giriboy pls give it a listen, its jaemin as a song in my opinion! tysm for requesting btw anon! i tried to combine what i think was a couple of the suggested prompts since i don't write smut! ahh idk i hope you enjoy!

it was mid october.

at precisley 11:00, scattered all over the expanse of your dorms' hallway lounge, you and the dreamies were tuned into the freeform 31 nights of halloween movie marathon. the heater had broken, yet that was not enough for haechan to halt your 4 year tradition of hogging the resting area down the hall for movie night. instead you all opted to wrap yourselves up in various christmas themed blankets from years beforehand to keep warm.

extra fuzzy robes, colorful socks and hot packs had been passed around the room by jeno in order to assure everyone's coziness.

time passed as you all got comfortable.

renjun took up a beanbag so big he looked as though an angel took purchase on on a cloud, jeno and chenle cuddled up like two sulky cats on the left side of the L shaped couch, while mark and haechan were in a slightly heated discussion about the logistics of the corspe bride that continued to play on the old tv across the couch.

jisung had passed out as soon as he twisted himself well enough to be considered comfortable to his standards. he sat curled up on a nearby armchair. his long limbs draped over one side, his head borderline handing upside down on the other. exam prep had clearly made the poor chick too sleepy for his own good.

you and jaemin had been in your own world for the past couple of minutes now (aside from the idea that jaemin suggested about being victor and emily for halloween)

he had his right arm supporting behind his head as he let his left arm sling along the back of your waist. you laid your entire weight on his body but he didn't seem to mind. he's always told you to never hold back. he wants you to feel as comfortable with him as you can.

its hard to not feel secure with someone like jaemin.

you looked up from the position you had on his chest. you noticed how his GIANT arms flexed and unflexed as his hand came down to cup the left side of your cheek.

he runs his thumb over your brow. moving all the way down to trace down the underside of your jaw and pull you chin up towards him to meet his eyes once you look away.

he thought you were the prettiest person in the world.

"getting shy now, huh?" he whispers and you feel his breath slightly flutter the baby hairs over the expanse of your forehead.

"god jaem could your head get any bigger, you had a booger in your nose idiot" you mutter.

his giggles come out in breaths and he bumps his nose to your temple in an effort to muffle his laugh from the nearby boys.

"whatever, i know you think im pretty, hmph," he pouts and shuffles to return his arm to support the back of his head on the couch arm.

"yeah, yeah and what if i do... just shut up and watch the movie..."

his smug smile is a stark contrast from his actions, as he repositions you more comfortably on his chest, he makes sure the blanket reaches your feet and that your hoodie is pulled up far enough to keep your ears warm from the nipping cold. mumbling broken mantras about how it was his duty to make sure you're all taken care of.

needless to say jaemins warmth lulled you so sleep as he set one of his hands under your hoodie to rub shapes on the side of your bare waist.

he woke up before everyone else the next morning.

thank goodness he did, jae wanted to admire your adorable puffy morning face before the rest of the world awoke.

he traced the bridge of your nose and fixed your frazzled hair before tugging your head back into the hood of your sweater with a kiss to the space between your brows, tip of your nose and cupids bow.

"hmm stop... moving. go back to bed lovebird," you said groggily and he giggled at the snarky nickname.

theres no other way he would've rather spent the morning after the sleepover. so in an attempt to silence him, he let you muffle his words of protest by pushing his face to your chest and slinging a leg over his hips, letting the rest of your left leg hang over the edge of the couch.

guess theres still a bit more time before your 9 am lecture...

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holdinbacksecrets · 2 years

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hi!!! this is the first time i ever write you hehe. this is not a suggestion, btw, but i just came here to say that number 1. i adore your writing. there's some extracts of your writings that i simply cannot get over. i have screenshoots of them, and i have even sent them to a chat that i have with myself where i have beautiful poetry and romantic dialogues. that's how much i adore your writing hehe.

anyways, my undeniable liking towards every work you drop it's not the reason why i'm here.

i was hearing this song for the first time, "summer child" by conan gray (btw, this is not a recommendation, so you don't have to hear it hehe), and there's this line (part of the first verse) that says "Your favorite color is green; it reminds you of the summer you turned three."

I'm pretty sure that green isn't your favorite color for that, but i know that green is your favorite color, and when i read that lyric, i just thought about you, and i thought "wow, i have to tell her that i thought about her" because that line simply screams you. so i guess you could say that i was just thinking about you (as little freak, our anthem. cinema, daydreaming and little freak are also part of my top 3 of harry's house, so i was quite surprised that we matched on that, but what can i say? even your music taste is immaculate).

anyways, that was it. i know that this text was pretty long, (sorry about that), but i just wanted to share that little piece of you i found in the song, and also to finally tell you how much i adore your writing and your innate talent with words. thanks for reading this long text hehe, greetings!

oh anon 🥺🥺🥺 geez louise my heart is melting

i don’t even… how does one reply to these words? knowing things i’ve written have left enough of an impression on you to save them with other poetry you enjoy… i feel so thankful and joyful. dreamy too if that even makes sense

the lyrics 😭 i’ve never heard this song, but i feel like my heart skipped a beat as i read it. i’ll have to listen to it and see how i feel when i hear the words sung. i’m such a green enthusiast lol

thank you for sharing this with me. your decision to do so makes me feel connected and grounded. perhaps a love language i appreciate is ‘this made me think of you’ >.<

oh cinema, my darling. i adore that track so much. the lyrics in little freak are golden, and daydreaming makes me so happy

don’t apologize for the length of your message! thank you sincerely for sharing everything you did with me. i feel all warm now 🫶 adding another thank you for your kind words about my writing. positive feedback feels so sweet and makes me excited to continue creating and sharing on my blog🖤

p.s. thank you for noticing my love for green

#everything about this is #green #i adore you anon #i love knowing other ways green is existing and being understood and utilized as a soft vessel for memories and feelings #i hope my gratitude comes through my reply #bc it’s there and beyond words #this is living #you know what i mean?#bc at the end of the day i love words so much #and the idea of something i love reaching you through lyrics and then being shared with me… through more words #is wholesome and beautiful #am i making sense??#i’m in a bit of a gaze #i don’t feel like i deserve this #s talks #there are sweethearts in this world

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nectar-cellar · 2 years

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Hi, I'm looking through your pictures and I see you're using Thatched Reshade. Have you edited that to make it compatible with TS3? I tried it, but I find some settings to be difficult to navigate through the game. And also, do you have a tip for using reshade while gameplay. To use the HD settings but still make it playable! I love your content! <3

hi!! yes i did use Thatched reshade for my scenery pictures of Kaihola :) it was my first time trying it out. thank you lovely!!

About Thatched:

i didn't have to edit the settings much. btw i'm using reshade 4.9.1 with all the shaders (including the legacy ones) installed.

oh, i did make sure that in "global preprocessor definitions", that all the values for RESHADE_DEPTH_INPUT_IS_[reversed/logarithmic/upsidedown] were zero. i think you need to set it that way in order for mxao and depth of field to work properly.

that's what my screen looks like with almost every shader turned on. for some kaihola pics i switched off some of the bloom shaders, the depth haze, and the sunset filter. i also adjusted the CinematicDOF’s focus setting to be mouse-controlled but that was all.

i noticed that these shaders don’t play nicely with the game’s menus: mxao, depth haze, cinematicDOF, and bloom. i only turn on reshade for taking pics, when i’m in picture mode and after i have my angles saved!! 😂 i turn it on in performance mode, take the pic, and turn it off. my computer slows down and the fan starts whirring if i try to move around or do gameplay stuff while a reshade preset is turned on.

Reshade for Gameplay

ok here’s what i would suggest for a light, gameplay friendly reshade you can leave turned on while doing literally everything:

mxao, for some added shadows. set the “sample quality” to medium or low. you might have to mess around with the settings to get a good effect. if the effect is too subtle, skip it entirely.

or try turning on ambient occlusion using your graphics card.

save the settings but turn on for pictures only: depth haze and/or cinematic DOF. these will blur the game’s menus and get in the way of normal gameplay.

SMAA or FXAA to smooth the pixelated edges. or you can turn on your graphics card’s anti-aliasing. you have to leave TS3′s edge smoothing off to use depth of field shaders.

a sharpening shader.

deband, set it on medium or low strength. this smooths the texture banding on clothes and build/buy textures.

lightroom, if you want to adjust the brightness, contrast, saturation, colors etc. there’s a few different shaders that can do this, just pick one of them and do all the color adjustments within one shader.

a bloom shader if you want to add that soft, dreamy/hazy look, although it might blur the game menus too much on higher settings.

if you only have a few shaders enabled, hopefully it won’t lag your computer too much!

i would also make sure you have limited TS3′s FPS to 30 or 60 FPS. you can do this either through your graphics card settings, lazy duchess smooth patch, 3booter, or rivatuner. the limited FPS reduced lag a lot for me :) also maybe lower the number of high detail lots in the game settings, and set your HQ mod texture sizes back to the default, because those can contribute to lag too.

I HOPE THOSE TIPS ARE HELPFUL ILY TOO I HOPE U DIDNT GET BORED CUZ I WROTE A LOT <3

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kanasmusings · 3 years

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Just some random things I really enjoyed while listening to the new SERVAMP drama. (Thank you again, @faith-gigliorosa for the request!) Most of these would be out of context, but I am working on the translations, so hopefully they won’t be out of context for long! 😂

As usual, the fourth wall breaking is rampant in a parody drama!

Kuro narrating the story on Mahiru’s behalf, and Mahiru retorting to everything as always. MAHIRU: “Stop doing my monologues for me!!!!”

KURO: “Mahiru and I, we... We’ve formed a bond that you can’t touch anymore!” MAHIRU: “O-oh...!?”

Mahiru offering his blood, and Kuro actually drinking a lot. The sounds I heard were... O_O

“Kitty-Kitty Pretty Kuro-nyan.”

Them making fun of the amount of parody dramas they actually have. MISONO: “What the hell have we been doing!?”

Mahiru getting hit by a baseball bat (yes, bat and not just the ball) and having amnesia!

“DON’T DIE ON US, SHIROTA!!!!!! YOU’RE TOO YOUNG!!!”

Tsubaki saying he was about to kiss Mahiru awake.

MAHIRU: “I-- I don’t remember my name...!” TSUBAKI: “Your name is Sunflower Watanuki!”

Misono taking advantage of the situation and saying that he and Mahiru have been best friends for life LMAOOOOO

MAHIRU: “The one with the blue hair... Who are you...?” KURO: “I... I’m... I’m your brother...” MAHIRU: “Onii-chan...?”

Tsubaki saying he’s Mahiru’s father 😂

Cat Kuro being sad and disappointed that Mahiru doesn’t remember him T^T

So things are getting wild... Tsubaki attempts to hit Mahiru over the head again to get his memories back. Mahiru starts freaking out.

KURO: “STOP! That’s attempted murder! Stay away from Mahiru! I’ll be the one to get his memories back!”

For some reason, Misono suggests going to the hot springs to get Mahiru’s memories back LMAO

Kuro’s gentle voice when trying to get Mahiru to remember things.

Mahiru smiling at Tsubaki, and Tsubaki feeling the dokidokis.

Misono being happy about getting called “Misono-kun” by Mahiru. Misono almost drowning while trying to call Mahiru by his first name. 😂

Kuro sulking about Mahiru forgetting him, awwww~

Misono saying that Kuro and Mahiru can just start over again if Mahiru doesn’t regain his memories. MISONO: “You and Shirota are more compatible than you think. You’ll be back to normal in no time.”

Mahiru apologizing to Kuro about forgetting him, and Kuro reassuring him that it’s not his fault. (It’s Tsubaki’s fault, btw.)

Tsubaki enjoying his front seat to the KuroMahi show 😂😂

Tsubaki and Misono directing what Kuro should say LMAO

TSUBAKI: “OMG, here comes the confession scene...!!” MISONO: “The scene where they recall how much they’ve hurt and comforted each other!”

Tsubaki and Misono chanting “Confess to him~ Confess to him~”

TSUBAKI: “Ah, geez...! Hurry up and hold him tight! Then use your dreamy voice and tell him, ‘I absolutely need you.’” MISONO: “Totally different genre, dude...” Some dialogues I only thought were possible in fanfiction are now canon.

I thought we as a fandom were the biggest KuroMahi simps, but this drama begs to differ-- 😂😂Turns out, Tsubaki and Misono are the best wingmen we could ever ask for.

Anyway, thanks to everyone’s efforts (?), Mahiru gets his memories back! They start to tease Kuro for sulking about Mahiru forgetting him. WE DIDN’T GET OUR CONFESSION SCENE!!!! But, it still had a satisfying ending to it~

It was overall a lot of fun!! I’m so excited to work on it~!

#servamp #ryota talks #ramblings #i love these interactions so much #Tsubaki bragging about his kissing abilities (as a joke LMAO)#also why Sunflower Watanuki??? LOL #i want to translate them so badly now but it's so late and it's time for bed already...!#I swear i'll work on it first thing tomorrow LMAO #it's just too fun...!#really long post #shirota mahiru #servamp kuro #servamp tsubaki #alicein misono #kuromahi #i'll tag it under kuromahi too because they had a lot of scenes together #tsubaki practically begs for it to happen too

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oikadori · 4 years

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Dating a S/O who gets flustered easily

⇢ hii can you write hcs on iwaizumi and tendou (seperate) with a gf who gets flustered really easilyy🥺and they just fix her hair and she blushes uncontrollably

⇢ Pairings: Iwaizumi x f!Reader, Tendou x f!Reader, Kageyama x f!Reader

⇢ Genre: fluff, a little suggestive

⇢ WC~959

A/N:idk how but i accidentally delete your ask, thanks god i always copy them…I added Kags btw 👉👈Thanks for requesting! Hope you like it ♡♡

He is lowkey a flustered mess too

Still he’d go feral if he gets worked up asfjgdsk

But he isn’t used to feel all bubbly inside, blushing slightly at your reactions and touches

At first is little bit confused with it, I mean you’re already dating, why are you still so nervous and flustered around him??

Sir, have you seen yourself in the mirror??

“Y/N, you are all red – are you sick?” ‘OH’

You’re so wEAK for his touches, you have to cover your dreamy smile each time he holds your hand as he walks you home

Tugs your hair behind your ear while you study making you freeze and gasp, a smug smile on his lips as a dark red shades his cheeks

Is surprised at how all the little things he does or says get a reaction out of you, but he loves it

Iwaizumi doesn’t look to fluster you, tho, because he knows he’ll go SO soft on you

Keeping his dominant figure among the team is so difficult when you are around

When he glances at your spot after scoring a perfect spike, he gets a silly smile at the sight of your puffy red cheeks

‘Cute’

“Iwa-chan you’re red what did Y/N-chan d- OUCH”

You sink in your sit, covering the redness on your face, trying to stop the heart attack you’re having....

“You were amazing there, Hajime!” you say moving towards him in the hall that lead to the courts

he grabs your hand first before caressing your cheek, a little routine between you that you have grown to love and crave for more

“You are so damn adorable, it’s distracting” he groans, grabbing your waist, “I want to kiss you-“

His voice never fails to send shivers down your spine, his greyish-green eyes staring into your own, causing a heat to spread all over your body, especially on your cheeks

and finally those sweatdrops on his forehead making him look so damn hot that you snap at him

“Then do it already!” you squeak, blushing even more somehow

iwaizumi blinks a few times, as both of your faces turn into tomatoes,

hiding his face in the crook of your neck, he sighs, defeated

“God, even like that you’re still cute”

TENDOU SATORI

He KNOWS exactly what to do to fluster you and never gets enough of it

At first, he would do it unintentionally but as more time you date, the more sweet are your reactions to him

He places you on his lap during lunch, knowing what exact tone of red your earst get by the position

Thanking for the short skirt you are wearing, he caresses your exposed skin shamelessly

“Tendou, w-we are in public” you glance nervously at him

“Uh, sorry sweetheart I’ll stop then” your classmates exchange a confuse looks not understanding the game he is playing

Tendou is a cuddle bug and loves the way you hide your face at the simplest of touches

He interwinds fingers with you during classes and leans way too close to see your notes

Is a sucker for seeing how red he can turn your cheeks, feeling extra proud when he manages to do it in private

somehow he always convinces you to go to his practice, even though you complain about his endless teasing

Knows how wobbly you get by soft gestures and goes to the bleachers just to fix your hair and press a kiss on your head

“Shouldn’t you be practicing Satori?” you whisper trough gritted teeth, heat rushing to your face

“I always have a little time for you, sweetheart” wiggles his eyebrows innocently at you, wearing a cute smile on his lips as he walks away humming

In his dorms, it’s more difficult for him to fluster you, “You aren’t blushing? Why??”,

you’re super comfortable in there so you shove him away when he starts playing with your hair

Pouts visibly at the lack of response from you, but he knows how much will power it takes for you not to blush

Takes away the book you had in your hands and tops you easily on his bed, smiling at the dark shade tinting your nose

“Sweetie, you should know by know I always get what I want”

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

GOD, is even worse than you when it comes to blushing

Is so awkward himself that doesn’t find your reactions different?

Tries to act cool when you both show some PDA but is an actual baby

“G-Give me your hand” he extends his palm not looking at you, blush creeping on both of you as you shakily grab his much bigger hand

Most of the times you’re the one who makes him flustered actually

When he is walking you home on cold evenings, you ask him for his jacket, and he gives it hesitantly to you ‘It won’t even fit her’

“Tobio, are you okay?” you ask as he chokes, looking at your pink nose and cheeks as his sweater falls past your hips

"I-I'm fine, just walk faster"

Sits with you during lunch and the slightest brush of your legs makes you both squeak

If you stay alone in class for a moment, he places his head on your shoulder, trying to remeber the las lecture and smiles as you tense up at his gesture

Begs you to neither watch him practice nor attend his games, afraid his teammates would see him all jittery and flushed

“You’ll get bored” he lies, picking two milks from the vending machine before giving you a kiss and walking off, not ready to see your puffy eyes and cheeks

Almost dies when he sees you minutes later at the gym’s door, taking off your shoes

“Kyoko-san asked me for some help”

his soul flies away

When he finds you staring at him during his serves or tosses, you both turn into such a red mess the practice stops

“Why are you still blushing!!” he squeaks, clasping his fists

“Stop looking at me, then!”

everyone looks at the both of you shaking their heads at the bluntness of the first-year couple

“You two are one for another” Tsukishima looks at you annoyed before picking a ball

he gives you his extra milk as you leave the gym together, his face heating at the memory form earlier

“Why you have to make me blush so much?” he sighs

“What? YOU are the one who acts all cute and stuff, making ME blush!”

“I-I do?” YES YOU DO

❀Thanks for reading!❀

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birdwonder · 4 years

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I just saw your body swap HCs for the Bucciarati gang, so could I request one for the Crusaders? I also heard about your computer troubles, so if it’s too long and rage inducing I apologize. (Hope you can get your computer fixed) (also found out I could use emojis thanks to you!)🃏

|| sorry for the late response ! thanks for the concern, jester/joker ( whatever shall i call you? ) btw !

Original Post + TW : comedic, very light nsfw

Star Dust Crusaders | Bodyswap Headcanons

Jotaro Kujo

- The two of you were heading out to buy some cold beverages when you were hit with the stand attack that wasn’t even all that surprising seeing as Dio had sent non-stop, relentless attacks against you all ever since your journey had began. What was surprising was the stand’s effects however.

- When you staggered backwards, you had unfortunately hit your head against a stop street sign that hurt more than you wanted to admit. There was some shock though, as you hadn’t bashed against the pole of the sign but the actual image it displayed it’s self - something you were sure you were too short to reach. “How the hell?” You muttered to yourself while rubbing the back of your hair, pausing when you realised how freakishly different your hair felt. Not to mention, when you looked down, those were definitely not your clothes.

- “You tell me.” A voice- Your voice responded, your own eyes glaring at you yet from a much lower angle. Shit, you were tall. Or, was this body tall? If you had to guess by your fashion, height and the fact you could see yourself and not Jotaro; well the dots were easy to connect.

- “Fuck, I’m you!” “No shit.” “Why the hell are you so god damn tall?” “That’s your issue?”

- “Ugh, suck my dick.” You groaned at his tone, already hating the situation. A guy was in your body and though you knew Jotaro wasn’t the shifty type, it was still uncomfortable to think about.

- “Don’t you mean my dick?”

- Ah, he shouldn’t have said that. The two of you both stared at each other in awkward silence, Jotaro visibly regretting what he had let slip and you, slowly starting to laugh. Your laughter was a strange sound seeing as it sounded way deeper than your original one. This must be what Jotaro sounded like when he laughed … it was nice.

- Jokingly, you wagged your brows, “does this mean you want me to whip it out?” If it wasn’t your face, you’d die of laughter at the distraught Jotaro showed, followed with a hint of fluster.

Noriaki Kakyoin

- “Now, don’t freak out,” Kakyoin tried to soothe, hands holding out to stop you from doing anything rash which didn’t work too well when even he was panicking internally. After all, the one he had to comfort had his face.

- “There’s no way I can’t, I’m… I’m you! You’re me!” Of all the times to be in a stand user’s way, why did it have to be this one ? And w h y did this weird strand of hair keep getting into your mouth?! Seriously, how does Kakyoin manage to look so cool with this pest in his face all the time?

- That wasn’t the only problem though, no. You just had to swap bodies with someone you not only thought of as cool and amazing, but freakishly handsome too. Yet you were convinced you were anything but that. Bending down, you took hold of the jacket on your body, one that Kakyoin’s mind was currently in. “What are you doing?” He asked with a confused look, watching you zip up the jacket which was horribly confusing since he had to watch his own hands fix a jacket that wasn’t even his own.

- “Zipping your- my jacket! Just don’t pay too much attention to me, ok? I’m such a mess,” you mumbled, fumbling with the zipper. Gah, you weren’t used to having such long and thin fingers. Kakyoin in return narrowed his brows, his temporarily smaller hands going over your’s.

- “Don’t start with that [First Name], you’re perfect the way you are. How we look is not our biggest problem anyways, we need to find that stand user and quick.” As much as you didn’t want to say it, he was right. You couldn’t focus on this, not when you didn’t know how permanent this situation could be. Nodding, you agreed.

- Kakyoin then smiled, a hand placing it’s self on your shoulder. [He died a little inside when he realised he had to go on his tip toes to do this.] “Come on, after all this I’ll treat us to something nice.”

Joseph Joestar

- “OH MY GO-” Joseph tried to yell but stopped abruptly when he realised how horribly strange it sounded in your voice. Of all the days you both agreed to team up, this had to be the one.

- While he was panicking in your body, you were staring at yourself in a mirror’s reflection, flexing your arm with an interested look. The way his muscles tensed and relaxed was way too good not to admire, not when his short sleeves left little to the imagination. Even for his age, this man seriously looked good and you couldn’t even try to hide that thought from him; so you didn’t. With a low whistle, you found a new pose to show off the Joestar’s muscles in, “not bad, old man. Guess you don’t skip gym day even on a retirement plan.”

- Joseph had to double take at your comment. “I’m not that old, and I sure as hell am not retiring anytime soon!” He argued, huffing before storming up to you and shoving you away from the mirror. Admittedly, he was pleasantly surprised by your praise to his physique and it really did get to his head, “you can stare all you want at my body later when we’re not facing serious danger, just get a move on now!”

- Raising a brow at the comment, you smirked to yourself as you watched your own body try to push the one you were in currently. Wonder how it felt for him. The guy would probably get a kick out of it if he just let him relax like you were. “Is that a promise? ‘Cause you can have front row tickets to your own show if you really want, Mr Joestar.” You cooed, dropping a formal title as though you weren’t suggesting something incredibly personal at all. At least it got a good reaction out of him, seeing as he paused his efforts to get you moving to stare at you with surprise. This then made you laugh, a gloved finger then moving to gently press his nose to pull him out of his dazed state. “Just kidding, pervert.”

- After that, you started to walk off ahead of him as he tried to collect his thoughts, his final reaction leaving him grumbling over what a damn tease you are and that there was no way he’d settle for the treatment you had just given him.

Mohammed Avdol

- Neither of you were too panicked by the situation thankfully, but there was still an awkwardness between you. Luckily, neither of you were the type to get too handsy and experimental with your comrade’s body so there was a strong bond of trust.

- “Doesn’t all this clothing get uncomfortable in the heat?” You questioned while on your search for the stand user, making a gesture to his body which was your’s for the time being. It was insanely hot and though you were sure you had a little bit of his endurance, the heat was agonising. “Even your stand uses fire! Doesn’t it bother you at all?”

- Avdol chuckled in response to that, his laugh not being nearly as satisfying and fun to hear as it sounded more like you than the man himself. Shaking his head, he answered casually, “I don’t mind much at all. I was raised in the heat and when you are brought up like that, you grow accustomed to it. Magician’s Red’s ability doesn’t affect me at all either, seeing as he is my stand.” He enjoyed answering your many questions you always seemed to have for him, it made him feel wise and secretly savoured every second the two of you spent alone together. Not only were you good company, but you were deeply treasured in his heart. That was something for another day however.

- “Really?” You were surprised that he could stand this at all. It was already becoming bothersome for you. Instinctively, you took a hold of the bottom of his shirt and pulled it forwards and backwards to make some air flow across your stomach and chest. While doing so, you looked down for a split second to really take in the fact that you were in a whole other person’s body and your breath hitched at the short glimpse you had of his chest. You knew this man was healthy but you had no idea he was that fit. Wasn’t he like a semi-pacifist sorta guy?!

- Your sudden silence had concerned Avdol, leading him to questioning you. “Are you alright, [First Name]?” He was too much of a sweetheart to be real. You forced a smile and nodded, humming a happy reply. The best you could do really when you were too ashamed and surprised that you had seen the body of a god.

- “Yeah I’m alright! Just checking out the hot body I mean weather! It’s like… really hot. So let’s find the stand user soon so I can feel cool again, haha!” Totally played it off well. Avdol seemed skeptical but he moved on, nodding in agreement with a determined look. You two really did have a goal to complete and fast.

- Even so, he knew what you had done and found it incredibly adorable how worked up it had got you.

Jean Pierre Polnareff

- The moment the shock of your minds switching bodies had subsided, Polanreff’s prioritises had gotten a little jumbled. His arms wrapped around his body, which really meant your’s, caressing each curve and swayed side to side with a dreamy expression. In fairness, he did feel like he was in a dream. He was in your body! It was so soft and perfect and whooo, did he mention soft? This chest was made for loving and supporting a head, and Polnareff was seriously looking for a pillow.

- “Ma cherie, you’re just so gorgeous! You’re so wicked to have kept this from me all this time,” he exaggeratedly complained while his hands still roamed his new, greatly admired body. You on the other hand, were a blushing mess who was trying to get him to stop.

- “Polnareff, please! We need to get going,” you insisted, trying to pull his arms away as you shut your eyes tight to avoid seeing his actions. One pro side of being in his body was adopting his incredible strength.

- “Ah, oui, we shall go! But please, I need to let you know there is no way I can pass up on admiring this.” Oh please someone stop him now. “I mean, have you seen this rump?” Almost screeching, you slapped a hand over his lips and shook your head quickly with a stressed look. You were going to die of shame before any of Dio’s henchmen or women would even get to your first.

- He stared up at you with confusion before finally letting it sink in just how crude he was being. It wasn’t like he whole heartedly meant to! He just really appreciated your appearance. “Sorry cherie, I suppose I went to far, hm? I just couldn’t help myself.”

- You, unable to stay mad at the french man for longer than even a day, sighed and waved it off, knowing he meant no real harm. “It’s alright but please, we really should try and find a way to revert to our original bodies.”

- “Of course!” He enthusiastically agreed, taking a hold of your hand before starting to march off to whatever direction he so needed to go to - meaning, a random one he picked and prayed for the best. “There’s no way I can truly engross myself with your perfections from a first person’s perspective! As soon as we’re in our bodies, you’ll be showing me everything, cherie!”

- Honestly, you were a little excited by that.

Iggy

- “AAAAAH.” “woof.” “AAAAH” “wOOF?!” “AAAAAA-” “WOOOOO-”

- mother fucker you are a dOG.

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youreacowgirllikeme · 3 years

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Hi love! 💓 💓 can you pls write a fic of Chris and y/n meeting in at Yale (where they don’t like each other at all) she being too sensitive and him being too cocky but he secretly liked her the whole time. Never got along or anything. Then they meet again years later in the city, and become friends and fall in love. But with smutty included. Love your lawyer fics ❤️😩😩 so pls make this happen 🙏🏻

Time Will Tell: Part One

note: Hiii, I decided to split this request (which I love btw) into two parts, the second one will drop either Sunday or Monday :) this part is more background story/buildup, hope you enjoy!

words: 3k

warnings: swearing, a bit of angst (??)

“That’s the final one.” Your father grunted as he put down the last huge box on the floor of your dorm room.

“Thank you so much, dad, you’re my hero.” you said, hugging both of your parents tight.

“We’re really proud of you, Y/N. You are going to do so amazing.” You mother whispered, her voice heavy with emotion.

“Thank you so much, guys. I love you. Please give me a call when you get home.” You replied before embracing them one last time, and off they were.

You sighed happily, looking around the room that was going to be your home for the next four years. You were finally a pre-law student at Yale, a dream come true. You gazed out of the window overlooking the campus, beyond exited about all the things to come.

+++

“Alright, settle down.” The voice of your professor sounded over the chatter of your fellow classmates.

You quickly stopped talking with your newfound friend next to you and shifted your attention to the front of the class. It was your very first lecture, and you were almost giddy with excitement about the prospect of learning so much new stuff.

The professor had already started talking, reading out the book list for this semester when suddenly, the door slammed open, and a young man burst into the classroom. He was clearly out of breath, but still grinned at the professor.

“My apologies, Sir.”

His voice was cocky, and you felt an instant burst of dislike at the way he carried himself. He was handsome, tall and broad shouldered with a head full of curls and a winning smile. But it was obvious that he knew just how good he looked, everything about him gave you the impression of another rich, arrogant brat. Yale campus was full of them.

“Just see that it won’t happen again, Mr-?” The professor murmured, clearly displeased.

“It’s Cuomo, Sir.” The guy replied, still grinning, before slumping into the seat next to you.

Cuomo. That rang a bell. You would eat your hat if he hadn’t something to do with the New York Governor, he certainly looked like a politician’s son. You knew you were being slightly prejudiced, but your intuition about those kinds of guys had never betrayed you so far.

As if he could read your mind, the guy in question turned his head to look at you.

"Hi Sweetheart, what’s up? I’m Chris. “

Without even looking up from your notes, you replied.

"If that’s your way of flirting, it sucks. I’m Y/N and not your sweetheart, by the way. How about you pay attention to the lecture now before you get into even more trouble.” It maybe came out more vicious than intended, but you didn’t want this guy to think you would swoon over him just because he had a pretty face.

He just chuckled but turned back to the board.

You were fascinated by the topic of the lecture, eagerly listening and taking notes, the irritating young man next to you long forgotten. When your professor announced that you had to do a group assignment until next week, you promptly turned around to your friend, silently signaling that you wanted to form a pair.

But when the professor started to read out a list of names, your plans were crushed.

"And next we have Ms. Y/L/N and Mr. Cuomo.“

"Oh, you can’t be serious.” you murmured under your breath, when someone poked your arm. You turned around and stared right into Cuomos smug face.

“Looks like you and I are having a date after all, sweetheart.”

Well Fuck.

+++

“Ok, we’re going to do it your way, but just because you’re annoying the hell out of me, and I want this to be over as quick as possible.” You groaned, scribbling something onto the paper in front of you.

Not that you would ever admit to it, but working with Chris went better than expected. Yes, he was cocky and arrogant to no ends, but apparently, he wasn’t only in Yale because of his family name. You bickered about almost every decision, but his ideas for the project were actually pretty good and once you got over his stupid jokes and constant unpunctuality, his company was bearable.

“I’m so glad you’re finally acknowledging my genius. My next suggestion is, once we’re finished here, how about you and I grab dinner somewhere together. You look like you’re in serious need of some fun.” He said, winking at you.

The nerve of the guy.

“You think my idea of a good time is going out with you? Wow, you‘re really full of yourself, Cuomo.”

A weird expression flashed over his face, but before you could name it, he was back to his usual smug grin.

“Your loss, sweetheart.”

+++

You got a good grade on your assignment, but we’re still relieved when the professor paired you up with someone else for the next one.

Outside of class, you rarely saw Chris, mainly because you were parts of different crowds. He had joined a fraternity and the football team, and you often spotted him hanging around with the other frat boys on campus.

To you, they were all cut from the same cloth, spoiled, rich boys who’s only concerns were the next party or if they could graduate in time to take over their daddy’s firm. Those were the kind of people you were trying to stay away from.

+++

It was the final party of freshmen year at the frat house, and you had a blast. There was good music and a lot of alcohol, you were glad your friends had managed to drag you along. The frat boys were there as well, obviously, but you paid them no attention while you danced and enjoyed yourself.

After the third round of shots, you were starting to feel slightly dizzy. Apologizing to your friends, you went outside to get some fresh air. In the garden behind the frat house, the dizziness got even worse, and you had to lean against a wall to steady yourself.

“Everything alright?” someone asked from behind you. It was Chris.

“Sure, Cuomo.” You replied, your voice already slurred. “Just had one or two shots to much.”

“You certainly had more than that.” he spoke, getting closer with a slightly worried look on his face.

“Jesus, you look smashed, Y/L/N. Maybe it’s better to go home?”

“Yeah, I probably should get going.” You agreed, feeling incredibly fuzzy by now, and as you tried to walk, you almost fell over your own feet.

“No way you’ll make it to your dorm on your own. I’ll take you.”

You were too drunk to argue with him, so you just murmured something in agreement and leaned a bit against Chris’s huge frame.

“You have so many muscles.” you whispered, but he still heard you and laughed.

“Oh my god, you’re totally wasted, you’re gonna regret this so much tomorrow. Come on, let’s get you home.”

Luckily, the way to your hall wasn’t that long. Chris steadied you with and arm around your shoulder, almost dragging you up the stairs when you finally arrived.

You fumbled with the keys to your room, so he just took them from you to unlock the door.

“Here we are.” Chris announced, softly sitting you down on the edge of your bed. “Sleep, I’ll tell your friends that you’re home safe.”

With a groan, you sunk back into the pillows, closing your eyes.

Chris was still standing in front of your bed, as if he was unsure if he could leave you alone like that.

“You know,” he quietly spoke. “When I was asking you out, at the beginning of the year, I was kind of serious about that, I-…Y/N?”

But you had already fallen asleep, slightly snoring into your pillow.

Sighting, Chris ran his hand through his hair and gave you one last confused look before he left, softly closing the door behind him.

+++

Lucky for you, the next day was the first day of summer break. You were mortified about acting like an idiot in front of Chris Cuomo, but at least you didn’t have to face him for several weeks.

When the new semester started, the two of you saw each other in classes again, but he never brought the incident up. Instead, he went right back to being his insufferable, arrogant self, taunting you at every chance he got.

Your current class mainly consisted of discussions about the latest political and judicial affairs, and Chris and you ripped each other apart at every chance you got.

“You’re living in a dreamland, Y/L/N.” Chris drawled. “Face the facts, those tax increases for the top five percent or whatever it is you are suggesting, they won’t work. It would actually just hurt our economy, not that you understand anything about that. Also, your poker face is terrible” He pointed right at you, and a few of your classmates chuckled.

You almost lost your last drop of patience there and then.

“I am not sure what’s worse, Cuomo, the bullshit coming out of your mouth or your stupid-“

The professor interrupted you, ending the discussion before things could get really ugly.

+++

“I hate his guts.” You growled, taking an aggressive bite of your bagel. You were having lunch with two of your friends between lessons, and Chris Cuomo was a frequently brought up topic in your conversations.

“You certainly talk about him often enough to really make me doubt that.” One of your friends snickered, and the other one added. “You know that he watches you sometimes, right?”

“Bullshit, he hates me.”

“Yes, Y/N, I’m sure he looks at you with those big, blue, dreamy eyes because he despises you so much.”

“You have to admit, he is stupidly hot.” You friend sighted, “He’s so tall, and that face.”

You rolled your eyes at them. “Sure, he’s not exactly ugly, but his personality is. I’m praying we won’t have any more classes together next year or I might really punch him in the face one day.”

+++

Much to your chagrin, fate wasn’t on your side. Junior year rolled along, and again you had several classes with Chris. And as if that wasn’t enough, he started dating a girl you sometimes hung out with and became a regular guest at parties you and your friends were going to.

So not only were you almost killing each other every day in class, you bickered with him in the evenings as well, about every topic from beer brands to foreign policy. And still, when he ended your conversations to get back to his girlfriend, you always got a small sting of something that felt a lot like jealousy.

Since your friends had revealed to you that he was watching you from time to time, you had started to feel a bit restless around him. Somehow, he was able to get under your skin like no one else did, irritating you to a point where some days all you could think about was his stupid face.

Even if it was just to argue and fight, for some reason, you always gravitated to each other.

+++

“That’s it, I’m not listening to any more of your shit.” you shouted. Your latest argument had continued even after class has finished, and by now, you were walking through the hallways almost yelling at each other. People were already staring, and you had enough.

“The truth is hard to swallow, isn’t it?”Chris replied, his usually cool demeanor had dropped and by now he was just as angry as you were.

“The truth is, I’m sick of this and I’m sick of you. We’ve been at each other’s throats for years now. You won’t convince me of anything and vice versa. I have better things to do than fight with you every day. Just leave me alone from now on, please.”your voice has gotten quieter with each sentence, and before you could display too much emotion, you turned around and left Chris standing in the middle of the hallway, a perplexed expression on his face.

This was the right decision, you thought. This guy meant nothing but trouble, and your infuriating relationship had to stop, you had your finals to focus on.

+++

The end of year parties always were a huge thing on campus, but this one was different for you. This was it, Senior year was over, there would be no coming back to Yale in the fall. Nostalgia and relief about the finished finals made you and your friends celebrate like it was your last night ever and beer and liquor were flowing.

You had received your acceptance letter from Georgetown Law some days before, and the opportunity to continue your education in Washington DC was another reason for you to party.

At some point though, the amount of drunk people was starting to become a bit too much for you, and you decided to retreat to the garden for a moment of quiet. As you walked around a couple of trees, you spotted a lonely figure sitting on a bench in the dark.

“Cuomo?” you asked, a bit staggered. Usually, the guy was the life of every party. What was he doing out here all alone?

As if he had read your thoughts, he spoke up. “I was just trying to get some last moments out here, were leaving campus in two days and this always was my favorite spot.”

Who was this guy, and what had he done to the menace you attended class with?

You hadn’t seen that much of him the past months, not after your last argument, but the memories of your numerous encounters were still very present in your head. You had thought about him more often than you’d care to admit.

“I wouldn’t have taken you for a nature guy, Cuomo.” you replied “Unless you’d count the lawn on the football field.”

“That’s because you don’t know me, Y/N.” his voice was oddly cold as he looked at you, his eyes almost appearing black in the dark. You tried to ignore how handsome he looked and focused on your dislike for him instead.

“Oh, I know enough. You have shown me everything I need to know about you over the course of the last four years.” You snapped, the alcohol in your system was making your emotions run high.

Chris got up from the bench to plant himself right in front of you. He towered over you and you had to crane your neck to look up at him.

The air between you was bristling with tension, he stood so close to you that your bodies were almost touching.

“Why, because I actually challenged you, delivered some real arguments against you? Until you chickened out?” He shot back, his voice growing louder, his fists clenched at his sides. “Don’t you want to become a lawyer? Better learn to deal with that if you want to survive in court, that’s not a place for soft, overly sensitive people like you.”

“Are you kidding me, you condescending asshole? You don’t have the slightest clue about the life of ordinary people! You’re living in your little Chris Cuomo bubble where everything is perfect and there’s nothing daddy can’t take care of and call me sensitive? I’m thrilled to see how you will be able to handle yourself out in the real world.”you were yelling as well by now, just lashing out to hurt him the way he had hurt you with what he said.

“Don’t act like you fucking know anything about me.“ He shouted, his face clenched in a mask of fury. He opened his mouth to continue, but you spoke first, your voice flat now.

“You’re right. I don’t know you at all.” With that, you turned around and left the garden, running back to your dorm before anyone could see your tears. He would always be the same asshole, and you were mad at yourself for ever believing anything else.

+++

“Christopher Charles Cuomo.”

The crowd around you cheered, whistles and shouts erupting all over the place. Chris climbed the stage, looking unusually serious in his black robe and cap. He took his diploma, shook hands with the dean, and then turned around with the most brilliant smile on his face. He looked carefree, and happy, and when he raised his hand to wave at the crowd, your whole class hollered for him.

“He is so incredibly hot.” Some girl swooned behind you, and you just rolled your eyes, trying to suppress the little stab of sadness you still felt about how you parted ways with him two nights ago.

But when you looked up to the stage again, he was gone, and in that moment you realized that it was very unlikely that you would see Chris Cuomo ever again.

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fruitcored · 3 years

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hi king.. dreamyjaylen 12 perhabs

12- things you said when you thought I was asleep

hi thank you for suggesting this and also thanks for being patient while i procrastinated on this for almost a week <33 this is set in early season seven btw. also posted to ao3 here!

Sleeping through the night is out of the question entirely at this point, but this is the worst time to wake up. It’s not light out yet, won’t be for hours, but the city isn’t silent enough for Jaylen to fall asleep again. Judging by the ambient noise seeping in through the window behind the kitchen table, fans are already swarming in for an early Garages-Tigers game.

Sometimes there’s the light patter of rain to drown it all out, especially this time of year, but tonight there’s nothing to keep her and her thoughts company. Nothing to pay attention to.

Jaylen used to think she was a shitty sleeper, even before everything. Now she could kick herself for whining over five hours of rest. It’s not about the exhaustion anymore– it’s about the loneliness. The physicality of the thing that never quite feels so bad when she’s got someone else to focus on. She can never get her mind to rest when she’s alone, and with Dreamy sound asleep in the other room, Jaylen feels more isolated than ever. Alone comes so easily these days, but the noise never leaves. There is no peace.

Even returned from the dead, there is no respite. Fucking figures.

Without even really thinking about it, Jaylen’s picking up her phone and scrolling to her contact list. It’s only once she finds her thumb hovering over Mike’s contact page that she realizes what she’s doing– more out of instinct than out of will at this point. But even if he could hear Jaylen now, he’s got no way of responding.

Jaylen just wants to talk to a familiar face, no strings attached, and there’s not much of that going around these days.

All her teammates avoid her nowadays. Jaylen’s not naive; she sees them eyeing her like she’s some sort of caged animal, and nobody wants to be the one to toss her a slab of meat. They’re all scared they’ll be next. Which is fucking stupid– they all know full well she’s only hit players on opposing teams.

Anyways, she doesn’t think any of them would take too kindly to a late-night cold call. Duende offered Jaylen his number when she returned from the shadows, along with a hell of a lot of leeway when it came to missed practices. He told Jaylen she was welcome to call him if she needed anything at all. Still, he’s no Mike.

No– that’s not fair to Teddy. Nobody could be. Regardless, calling him wouldn’t do Jaylen any good. She wants someone who’ll talk to her like a person, not like a captain.

“Fuck it,” Jaylen grumbles to herself before pressing the dial button next to Mike’s name. She sits and traces the grooves of the wooden kitchen table while she waits. After five full rings of the dial tone, the line goes silent for a moment too long, and then it’s the same shitty little voicemail message in his shitty little Bellevue accent that Jaylen always teased him for.

“Hey! It’s Mike. Um, I guess I’m not here to pick up your call right now, which means I’m probably playing ball. I’ll call you back when I’m done, but in the meantime leave me a message. If it’s urgent, code word is knuckleball. Peace!”

Then she’s left to the silence of the message recording, and blood pounds in her ears against empty static. She’s only just gotten used to that feeling.

“Hey. It’s me.” Jaylen pauses for a moment like Mike could somehow respond, then berates herself for even considering the notion. “I… I don’t know. I just wanted to talk. To somebody.” Voice low, she curls into herself, suddenly self-aware.

She lets out a ragged exhale, just to get something out into the stale air. Just to fill the silence. “I didn’t know who else to call. I think most of me is still in there with you.” Begrudgingly, Jaylen lets herself imagine Mike listening wordlessly at the other end of the line. Like he’d shut up to save his own life.

“Nobody knows what to do with me anymore. You’d get that, I think. Everyone either loved or hated you. But with me… I don’t know.” Jaylen worries absently at a cuticle, and it doesn’t even bleed for a change. It’s long since stopped hurting when she does that. “It’s almost better when people hate me, or fear me– because at least they know what they’re getting into. There’s no sugarcoating it. They should be cautious, sure, but for themselves. Not for me.”

Jaylen imagines being around her is like standing too close to a fire. All of her feels crooked and rough and wolfish in a way that she’s never known before. She’s always looking to break something.

“I like it better when people are straightforward, when they can talk to me without acting like I might, like, combust out of nowhere. Even Dreamy looks at me like I’m delicate. I just want someone to treat me like a person, and she of all people should get that.”

Jaylen doesn’t know when she got louder, but suddenly she’s hyper-aware of the dissonance between her voice and the hollow air on the other end of the line. She chokes out another shuddering breath, and the next inhale tastes hot and cloyingly metallic.

The realization that she’s talking to an empty room does nothing for Jaylen’s confidence, but she presses on, softening her tone.

“I just… I love her so goddamn much. But I’m always afraid I’m hurting her, and she’s afraid to tell me. She doesn’t need to… to try and save me, or anything. Nobody needs to. The fans brought me back fucked up, and now they can deal with the consequences just like I am. I didn’t choose to come back this way, but I chose to hit all those players. Every single time.”

It’s true. And the worst fucking thing is that some hungry part of her needs that choice, relishes in it. If Jaylen could go back and live a normal life, she would in an instant, but here at least she means something. At least she’s useful. Whatever this game has put her through, it’s made her more real than she was before.

As for more alive. Well.

“I mean, I deserve to be held accountable like–” Jaylen stops short at the figure in the shadows of the bedroom doorway.

Her hands shake as she sets her phone facedown on the kitchen table, and she tries not to sound too guilty. “Dream.”

Dreamy blinks, still bleary-eyed, and Jaylen curses herself for not thinking to put on a cup of coffee in advance. “Babe. You don’t need to, like, hang up. I don’t wanna interrupt.”

“No, it’s fine.” Jaylen looks down at her hands. “I was... talking to Mike. Or his voicemail, I guess. I didn’t know who else to call.” When she glances back up at Dreamy, Jaylen doesn’t think she’s imagining the pity in her eyes.

Dreamy gives a quiet hum of understanding, already drifting over to stand behind Jaylen at the table. “Bad night for sleeping?”

Jaylen shrugs. “As per usual. Figure there’s no point in trying anymore.” She shifts to glance up at Dreamy. “How much did you hear?”

The ensuing beat of hesitation is just enough for Jaylen to feel appropriately self-conscious. Their shitty old radiator shudders to a start behind them. “A bit,” Dreamy admits. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but. Thin walls. I couldn’t sleep either.”

She sets a comforting hand on Jaylen’s shoulder, tracing a sleep-warm thumb over the back of her neck. Every touch burns a little bit, since Jaylen’s come back, and she shoves down that initial instinct to flinch away. Instead, she leans into the warmth. Dreamy takes a breath. “I’d always be honest if you were hurting me, you know.”

Maybe a little too much doubt seeps through in Jaylen’s short sigh, because Dreamy repeats, “I would, Jay.”

“I know you would,” Jaylen replies, carefully measured. “I’m just afraid that I’m doing it without even knowing. I want to know how I make you feel.”

Dreamy nods in the corner of Jaylen’s eye, and Jaylen tries to focus on the soft pressure of Dreamy’s thumb skimming over her skin. “Do I suffocate you?” Dreamy asks, more vulnerable than she was a moment earlier.

“No,” Jaylen replies immediately. “You’re the only thing that grounds me, most of the time.” It’s the only thing she knows for certain.

It takes Dreamy a moment to respond.

“I thought you were gone again when I woke up,” she says, tone unreadable. The city buzzes on in the silence between them, already rousing itself slowly. “I thought maybe you’d been incinerated again somehow, until I heard your voice out here.”

Jaylen swallows numbly, and it tastes like smoke. “Sorry.” She wishes she could say more.

“Don’t be,” Dreamy murmurs. “Point is, I want you here. I don’t think we have a choice at this point, but you aren’t making me stay. I could leave if I wanted to.”

“Nothing is a choice these days,” Jaylen says. No matter how different life has become since she’s returned, things started changing far before that. Whatever life was before blaseball, there’s no turning back. None of it matters anymore.

It’s like she’s rotting away from the inside out these days, like she’s making up for lost time. It’s impossible to deny the blood pull at the heart of her, raw against the transience of her will. With every game, every wrong pitch, she becomes more myth than human. It’s all a balancing act, and Jaylen is losing.

“Right. So I just don’t want things to feel any more... wrong than they have to be.”

Jaylen laughs, hollow. “Too late.”

“Maybe so. But we’ll figure things out.” This time when she glances back at Dreamy, there’s none of that cautious reverence in her eyes. It’s softer, more familiar. It feels like a promise.

Sometimes Jaylen forgets she’s alive, like her body still doesn’t quite know how to operate. Every burning touch is a reminder of the way she’s spent the last five years. But when she looks up at Dreamy, Jaylen already feels more real. Dreamy is here, and Jaylen is too, and the tangibility of that makes it feel like it matters more.

#also thanks for the beta i appreciate u <3 #i swear i meant to write this earlier but then we played chess for five hours so.#who's winning now #blaseball #jaylen hotdogfingers #dreamyjaylen #fic

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ferie-anon · 3 years

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Hiii!! Are ships open?? I would like to get a ship with nct dream. If it's okay😊 I'm Sagittarius sun, Cancer moon and rising, Capricorn mercury and venus, and Pisces Mars. Thank you btw😘😘😊😊😊

Hii, so I’ll do yours~ Ooh Sag sun with cancer moon, baby energy spotted, but those capricorn placements (capricorn mercury and venus) whoaa, sensing another duality opponent 🤭✨. As your sag sun with cancer moon suggests, you may carry an optimistic point of view of the world, and you can get playful or bringing fun to the room when you’re bored. (Your sag sun can be quite down to earth enabling for easier chemistry and others to relax around you, while your cancer moon can be caring and emotionally abundant (to yourself and to others). However, as much as you can be giving, a listener, and compassionate... your capricorn mercury and venus says they don’t stand bs :D. Your mercury and venus in cap brings a sense of realism and un-filtered thoughts that may be the truth or your honest opinions at times. You search and desire for genuineness, as well has an orderly or scheduled manner regarding your serious interests of hobbies and important goals, or desires. This allows you to be able to maintain yourself after a while having fun and jovial times, like you can have a little easier control over your emotions.

This recurring duality can be heightened as you have pisces mars and cancer rising with your previously touched upon cancer moon, with the amount of water energy as these signs are water signs, you may choose or behave more in line with your heart and emotion of thoughts rather than the mature and realistic way, and combined with your cap mercury and venus you can choose your sharp raw communication ways that can unintentionally hurt others feelings during arguments and such. ( A baby that has tiny sharp claws 🐥✨🦅 🌙🔪) Your capricorn venus isn’t exactly one with the physical affection display, yet you have a deep desire of care(sorta like subtle nurture but like in a more calm manner) and sense of responsibility towards your friends and loved ones. Along with your cancer moon and rising you are very sincere and may be unknowingly or naturally acting in a motherly way or a nurturing figure towards them, all the while maintaining a youthful jolly disposition at times to relax. Its quite balanced your loose positive side that is aware of the harsh reality and mature concepts of life. Your pisces mars sorta enables you to be a day dreamer at times with your goals and aspirations and so there may be a delay or procrastination in the process of seeking the initiation or move towards it, but your capricorn mercury and venus eventually pulls ahead to push u~ 🌱⚡️🌙✨🐥🦅

In Nct dream, your match is... Renjun!

Renjun here has aries sun with scorpio moon~ Oh he’s a savage alright, rather he’s quite frank towards his members at times (mainly Haechan lol) however he can also be quite deep or generally sensitive at times. (Cue Renjun marking Haechan as his enemy jk loll) Indeed he is also really just a smol lil talented guy, singing with all his emotions becuz man do scorpio moons can get into feel with music at times. With you and renjun, first meeting was like a random wind up to you. It felt unexpected and at the same time felt totally called for, as if the universe said that you two would get along rlly well ^_^. After all, you two had picked up an immediate connection on similar interests, vibe, and just chilling with each other~

First, let’s deep dive into his scorpio moon. These natives generally feel emotions deeply and are capable of detecting emotions from others, due to their intuitive sense. Similarly, despite Renjun comprehending intense emotions maybe when he is down or sensitive, sometimes he doesn display these emotions publicly and we see his comedic angry expression/reaction a lot for fun and variety online. However, as both of you have a water sign in the moon placement, cancer and scorpio, you both can understand each others deep feelings and reactions personally due to a connective empathy you each share to each other. Thus, you two may be thoughtful or attentive to others needs and inner issues, talking it out more due to an ease at communicating as an inherent comprehension and absorption of mutual emotions strengthens trust in your bond.

Next up, he has mercury in pisces! This is the interesting aspect, as despite his honest ways his communication skills can be more soft and muddled into feeling the atmosphere of words and tones, whereas your capricorn mercury can straight up be direct and upfront that could cause a few waves and taken aback at times, like sometimes even if he knows you mean well, he could feel a little hurt or sensitive about it. However, with his water energy, Renjun is also understanding so after a few words exchanged of clarification he would understand you meant well. He appreciates your honest and sincere ways, as genuine feelings usually are the best feelings, especially with his intuitive sense he probably could sense a lie or deception occurring so he appreciates your raw and definite thoughts. You would appreciate his easygoing softness/nature, you two would have a light-hearted atmosphere around you whenever you two hang out, light hearted jokes and laughter :3, and Renjun would be fun to hang around as he is quite creative and mischievous so expect pranking to occur between yall at a frequent basis :>.

Renjun’s venus is in piscess. Another interesting synastry to your capricorn venus, it has a similar working as the mercury aspects I explained in the paragraph above, Renjun’s display of affection and love is sweet and dreamy like a movie, while your capricorn venus is subtle and reservedly thoughtful and considerate. It’s a nice balance though, and even though it has some ups and downs with you being a little more quiet and shy on showing physical affection, eventually Renjun’s hugs and hand-holding will make you melt your timidness. Physical affection would probably be more personal, but eventually you are more confident in displaying the affection publicly maybe with other friends around but it may be only occasional. The well mellow balance is because of your preferred nature of affection and care to be more quiet and in a personal manner, can perfectly be matched with Renjun’s genuine sweet affection that lets you be more comfortable over your love language with each other~ Of course, every relationship will always have an issue or so, and with your less showy nature at times misunderstandings can occur, with Renjun feeling a little down if you may be less touchy or seem distant at times. “ Y/n do you still love me.. why don’t you let me hug you for a long time :(...~”

Lastly his mars is in taurus, and he is quite determined and consistent in his path, desires and approaches to his goals. He slowly improves for his skills and is more calm in deciding what he wants for himself. Another nice balance here is that his grounded taurus mars can help your pisces mars come to a conclusion or decision of your own individual needs and could guide you sorta. Your pisces mars can be a little unclear to itself of your motivations and future, so Renjun could help give advice or provide some direction to help find your individual goals and aspirations :3. While he also appreciates your pisces mars, (as it aspects his pisces venus and pisces mercury) he may feel aligned and in tune with your creativity and “selfless” actions. With the pisces energy similarly between you two, there will be visible trust and regarding others needs at times as more important. However, you both have a healthy dose of self appreciation and giving affection, so you both don’t drain each other out by only giving away love whilst not receiving enough for themselves. (Aw you guys are pretty soft together it makes me 🥺)

Overall, the self assured baby savage couplee, you guys teamed together would make for a killer roasting partner. Marshmallows would be burnt at the end of your savage remarks as a duo. You two love to reassure and give confidence to each other (whether by hyping each other up, or moral sypport etc) its quite obvious and everyone else is sorta envious lol. And baby energy for days u two~ Your vibes -> 🧸✨⚡️ 🦔 ❣️🌑💖🎵🤸🏻‍♂️💐

#ask #astrology kpop ships #kpop ships #nct dream #renjun #huang renjun #astrology

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hellapainyo · 5 years

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I WANNA HEAR YOUR HEADCANNON FOR A LIL DATE(NOT FIRST, MAYBE 4TH OR 5TH)WITH ONE OF THE MAKNAES OF NCT/WAYV ORRRRRRRRRRRR LIKE A LIL BLURB FOR ALL OF THEM IDK DO IT IF YOU WANT I JUST LOVED YOUR LIL HENHEN THING AND I WANNA HEAR M O R E

First, AHHHH thank you! I’mso excited to try out writing a bit just for fun and it warms my heart that youwanna see more!

I’m going to include ’98and ’99 line because I’m not the most familiar with the Dreamies and Wayv yet.That being said, if you want me to do something with any of those members specifically,let me know and I will!

And please, feel free to send in more requests!

Jungwoo:

I see Jungwoo as a soft guy who likes to plan things

Idk he pegs me as whimsically pragmatic, which Iadmire

I feel like the 5th date would feelimportant to him, it’s a nice round number so he wants to ask his date to behis partner officially

He plans it all out that they’ll have a smallpicnic

Followed by a bike ride in the park

Then it finishes at a fountain that’s deepwithin the park where he will ask them

It’s a sunny day and warm when he meets his dateat the café, so he’s all chuffed and building his ego so he can feel confident

When his date shows up, he’s got this fake machoman thing going which just makes them giggle because “manly Jungwoo” is hysterical

They’re about to depart for the picnic when itstarts raining

Cue moody, bratty Jungwoo

His date is trying to be easy going and is findinga cultural center you can bring outside snacks to, but in the process, Jungwoois too upset to notice the bracelet he bought to confess with just falls out ofhis pocket

They get to the museum and spend a bit looking atall the pieces and his date is pointing out the parts they really like and Jungwoois loosening up

They find the luncheon area and open up thepicnic and have a grand time talking and Jungwoo is deciding that he can saveit, he can make it cute

He looks at the map of the museum and sees thatthe only exhibit they haven’t looked at is a hologram field of flowers

After their lunch he drags his date to the hologramand while they are admiring the beauty, Jungwoo realizes he lost the bracelet

He’s aggressively patting his pockets when hisdate turns around, smiles, and hands him the box the bracelet was in

“Is this what you were looking for?”

“I… Yes. Um…” he opens the box, “Will you by my girl/boyfriend?”

“I’d thought you’d never ask”

Lucas:

He’s an Aquarius so I falter between him being asuper energetic partner and also a really lazy one because he works so hard

So let’s go with a lazy date because I’m softfor cuddly Lucas

He’s definitely the guy who is both super chillabout the status of relationships, but also so incredibly devoted and whippedfor whomever he’s seeing

The “define the relationship” phase doesn’texist for him…

“We’re going on dates, so we’re dating,” is hisperspective

I imagine him being adorable and naïve andcuddly after a long day at practice

He showers and shoots up his partner with a textasking if he can hang

His partner is like, “Uhh my roommates arethrowing a party tonight. Do you wanna come to that or do something more lowkey?”

Since, he’s exhausted, he decides the latter andhe shows up at their apartment in sweats and wet hair

He is the charismatic boy he is and greets everyoneand does the stereotypical, “I’m just gonna steal them for the night.” *wink*thing

They wander the streets, find delicious streetfood, and stretch out their legs together all while joking around

Lucas finds a claw machine and spends $10 justtrying to get a tiny snorlax stuffy for his partner

They result to just buying him shaved ice to gethim to shut up about it

At some point, they both get super tired and,upon realizing they can’t just go back to the dorm or the apartment, they finda movie room

Which btw is like this thing where you rent aroom and essentially you can Netflix and Chill with privacy

The front desk guy is making suggestive faces atthem as they rent one without realizing what actually happens between tired Lucasand tired partner

They make it up to the room, pop the popcorn inthe microwave and snuggle in to watch Finding Nemo

They get a noise complaint for them arguing overwho between them would most effectively be able to communicate with whales

At which point they settle down for snuggles andthey fall asleep tracing stars on each other’s arms

Mark:

My sweet, kind, nervous boy

He’s another one who pegs me as someone nervousaround people he likes

But also, he calls his date “Dude” and “Bro” regardlessof their gender and that, my dudes, is everything I look for in a man

He’s ambitious and also really enjoys stereotypicalcute coupley things so he suggests taking a cooking class with his date

The dish of the day is omurice (which is supertasty okay)

Cute Mark fumbling with the cooking aprons is socute because he doesn’t know if his date wants him to put it on them or not sohe stands there for like 10 seconds with fiddly hands until his date puts one overhis neck and he realizes “Oh okay we’re being COUPLEY coupley”

They attentively watch the instructions andpractice the techniques and everything seems fine

Until it comes the time when they are set looseto make their own dish

Mark accidentally finds himself behind his datebecause Mark is clueless and didn’t really remember how they were instructed tocut the carrots for the rice

He was too busy gawking at how lovely his datelooked with an apron on

Fite me, Mark likes domestic aesthetics

And he realizes his uselessness lol so he wantsto express his appreciation and ends up backhugging his date which is beyondcute but they both get embarrassed and Mark is about to pull away until hisdate just pulls Mark’s arms around their waist a bit tighter

“Your support makes me feel capable” orsomething cute

Anyway, between their constant hugging, poorcooking skills, and unsteady hands, their omurice looks terrible, but tastes great

Inspiration: Yoosung’s ugly omuricefrom Mystic Messenger:

Xiaojun:

A dude I don’t know much about, lol

Like Mark I think he would love to learn somethingnew with his date

But I also think he has a lot of tact too

I can imagine him planning a date and giving hispartner no other context than, “Meet me at the café at 2” and so his date justshows up to this cute rustic café

They sit and have some tea and Xiaojun, being asly bean, keeps complimenting the stoneware the teapot, mugs, and plates aremade from

To the point where it’s annoying lol

And finally his partner is like “Yeah I get it,you like them.”

And he finally reveals that the main date iswheel thrown pottery

Both he and his partner have little to no experiencewith clay apart from a couple random pinch pots made in elementary school

So they get to the studio and they see all thesetechniques and equipment and they are terrified

Xiaojun is the type to smile through the pain sohe’s just grinning and ignoring how intimidated he is

But he’s cute and intuitive enough to tie backhis partner’s hair for them

They’re both terrible at it, but they pose it uplong enough to get the cute ‘Ghost’ scene to post on SNS (poor instructor being forced into taking cringey pics of them)

In the end they make a glob of clay

Xiaojun passes it off as abstract art

The other members make fun of it when he has it onhis bedside table

It somehow is a good phone stand though

Hendery:

This egg, I swear

He’s such a crackhead

The other members have cute little dates withfun chances for skinship, right?

Hendery wants to play paintball and none of hisfriends want to because he cheats at games, so he asks his naïve partner to gowith him

Regrets

His partner is acting all shy about it like they’venever played before, which just feeds into Hendery’s “I’m gonna win so yougotta buy me lunch” mocking

They get all suited up

And the game begins

Hendery is trying his best to hide just so hecan have a better vantage

But this crackhead is a giggly mess because he’sthinking about his date’s face when they lose

Which just makes him easier to find

Plus he’s distracted so he doesn’t notice whenhis partner gets the higher ground with a great vantage point to literally seehim crouching and giggling

*pow* *pow* *pow*

Three chest shots in a row and Hendery is donefor and lost

Forever disappointed Hendery because the gamelasted a total of 7 minutes and he didn’t even get to attempt any shots

He’s just a pouty boy

So much so that he has to get consolation icecream before he can go buy their lunch

But later, he brags to all the members about howgood of a shot his partner is

“I feel so safe knowing they can protect me.”-Hendery

“We don’t have guns here…” -Kun

“BUT if we did! I would be so safe.” -Hendery

I hope you like it!!

#akpoptrash1 #wayv reactions #nct reactions

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allthingsfern · 5 years

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While my camera is in the shop...

For a while now, over the last few months, I thought about getting another camera, specifically another a7rIII. I love the camera, enjoy using it as much as I enjoyed my Baby, my old D50. (Funny how using old, outdated technology could feel so satisfying.) Last week, when I posted about my other camera breaking @drawmans-blog--thanks for the thought because I considered it--suggested I try “an old camera and explore something else,” but I am a slow learner and am finally getting the hang of the a7rIII after using it for a little over a year. I feel a great comfort in being familiar with my equipment, especially with something as complex as the a7rIII (and really, all modern DSLRs and/or mirrorless cameras have so many settings). I am still learning my 7rIII. Plus, for me, as I said in our last InConversation, just taking pictures is a challenge. And BTW, thank you @inlandwest, @sharonbphotos, @bwwhitney (for the snark), @jbearphotos, @michaeljohnsworld, @matthewschiavello, @stephiramona, @thevortexofourminds, and @russell-tomlin for you comments.

Anyway, now that I have the two lenses (24-120mm f4 & 55mm F1.8), I was thinking I should have a body per lens. Well, with my camera in the shop for about a month, and some photo opportunities coming up, I figured I would get the second body. I consulted with TJ first, my friend who is our department’s photographer; for work he uses a 7RIII and a Nikon D800, and he knows how and what I photograph.

He said: “You have the money? Buy it. Situations like this, with a camera failing, can happen anytime, and you are getting more serious about photography, so buy it.” And then I thought, since I do not have a gear acquisition thing, and am not interested in more lenses and stuff, I would buy it.

That was last Friday afternoon. That Friday night, I bought it, again buying it from Taek at Mike’s Camera. He sold me my first body and a couple of other items along the way. Great guy, great salesman, very supportive.

Funny thing is, I felt weird about sharing the news that I now own two camera bodies. (OK, two high end camera bodies.) As TJ said, I probably never thought I would own 2 pro-level cameras, and to be honest, until a couple of year ago, I never thought I would even own one, but there you have it. And I own a Zeiss lens. Granted, a “cheaper” one, but still a Zeiss. Fuck, until a couple of years ago, I did not even know what Zeiss was and I sure as fuck had no idea about how really beneficial good glass can be.

So now I own two superb a7rIII bodies and lenses.

Anyway, the camera was delivered to Mike’s on Tuesday, I picked it up and set it up Wednesday, and took some photos with it (and the 55mm lens) yesterday during lunch at the Botanical Conservatory. I am still getting used to the limitations of a prime, though it does produce lovely photos with such creamy (dreamy?) bokeh, but I cannot just zoom in or out. And yes, a couple of times I just did not take a photo because of those limitations, but limitations can happen with any lens (and no, I am not gonna carry a bunch of lenses and be changing them--I do not have that kind of patience or stamina), so no biggie. As I have said before, I do not get bent if I do not capture an image because I feel I am not going to do the subject justice. I just enjoy what I see and move on.

The adventure continues...

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markleeswatermelon99 · 5 years

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Birthday with pwark jisung

Happy birthday jisung!

You're 18 years old already (korean age) . ~Can't wait for the dreamies to fight on the rooftop in suits~

Disclaimer: this is my 1st writing so please do give me feedback

Plot : you and jisung have been considerably close friends but you've always liked him secretly and you decide to surprise him on his birthday but you realise that he doesn't just want your gifts

It was 5 feb 2019 aka jisung's birthday

*flashback to 1 week ago* you and the dreamies (Including mark fite me ) planned everything: they would distract him and watch a movie with him ; before the movie started , you would barge in to surprise him and party and watch a movie together

'Hey jisung wanna watch a movie? You choose' Haechan casually asked

'Woah what's the special occasion and i get to choose the movie?' Jisung asked

'Im giving you the choice to select the movie since we've got no practice today and you haven't chose what to watch but we've all have.' Haechan replied

'Oh.. okay.' Jisung replied , feeling a little hurt and sad that his hyung forgot that it was his birthday

Operation begin: the guys texted you

"Ding dong!!!" The door rang

'Hey jisung can you go get the door?' Renjun told the younger one

'Sure.' Jisung replied

'SURPRISE JISUNG!!!' You and the other dreamies screamed

'Wow geez... Thanks guys!' Jisung's face immediately lit up

'Don't mention it , it was y/n's idea ;)' Haechan teased

'LEE DONG-' you retorted but got cut of by mark

' Cmon guys its jisung's birthday lets just eat and watch the movie kay? No arguing'

'Okay m0rk , btw what movie did you choose jisung'

'I chose - Hey how would you know that i chose the movie?' Jisung asked

'We told her.' Came jaemin's voice from the kitchen 'Doritos , anyone?'

'MEEEE' came chenle's high pitched shriek

'CHENLE CAN YOU LOWER YOUR VOLUME ' Renjun said

So the movie started and everyone started to get comfy - jeno and jaemin sharing a blanket , haechan and mark sitting on the couch chair , chenle sitting on the ground perfectly contented with his doritos , renjun wrapped in a blanket , you and jisung sharing a blanket too

Halfway through the movie, you were starting to get bored since the movie wasn't interesting but you didn't wanna tell anyone that since it was jisung's birthday and he chose the movie but you couldn't hide it

'Hey y/n, you okay?' Jisung asked as you kept fidgeting around 'Is the movie nice?'

'Yeah...' Your reply came half-heartedly , you didn't mean to offend jisung 'im sorry but i guess it isn't that good?'

'Haha i know same im kinda bored actually' jisung replied

'Wanna play 2 truths 1 lie?' You suggested since there wasn't much both of you could do being so close and no disturbing the others

'Yeah sure , I'll go first.' Jisung suggested

After a few rounds , jisung and you were practically holding in your laughters as both of you tried not to laugh out loud at the silly antics both of you shared with the other.

~hold your hearts for the next one~

Jisung said ' okay . Here are my statements ; i don't like mario kart , i want you to be my girlfriend , i like you'

You gulped nervously , not believing what you just heard. Your mind was racing, heart beating so fast and loud that you were sure jisung heard it too. 'Does jisung like me?' You thought to yourself

'Um... the 2nd statement is a lie?' You asked sheepishly

'No silly.' Jisung smiled cheekily, doing that nose scrunch thing that you loved ~i think I'll have a day of appreciation of that ~

Suddenly, you felt jisung leaning in closer to you

'Jisung what are you-' you were cut off by jisung's soft fluffy lips on yours . That kiss was everything both of you were longing for, although jisung wasn't the best kisser , you could feel lovingness and caring in his kiss , he was so gentle.

Jisung pulled away , but hand on your shoulder and he finally confessed ' Y/n , I've liked you for a long time now. I've always lacked the courage to confess to you. Do you wanna be my girlfriend It's okay if you don't like me , we can just be friends '

You smiled lovingly at him. 'Jisung , i like you too, I'm more than willing to be your girlfriend.'

With that, you bopped his little nose and did a nose to nose Eskimo kiss with him

'HEY i thought you liked that girl from your chem class?' Haechan said rather loudly, breaking the moment between jisung and you

'Ew . Felicia? She's disgusting, acting so nice when she's actually just another mean girl. Why would you think i like her?'

'But you said-' Chenle replied

'I couldn't tell you guys i liked y/n or else i would be exposed really badly.' Jisung added on

'PARK JISUNG HOW DARE YOU LIE TO US!' Jeno shouted and started chasing jisung around the house with the help of haechan chenle and renjun

'I can't believe our maknae jisung lied to us' jaemin said

'He's my jisung now jae.' You said cutely

'That's right y/n and you're mine now.' Jisung added on

- THE END -

#happy jisung day #nct #kpop #nct dream #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct writings #park jisung #jisung imagines #jisung writings #jisung scenarios

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espship18 · 5 years

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Kpop Ship for mind666blown

Holy smokes after what has been nearly half a year later, I’m posting ships again! I am so excited to be shipping the lovely @mind666blown here today, so without further a do, let’s get into it!

These were the ideas I got from your request to help me ship you:

170cm(5′7sih), long blonde hair, blue-green eyes

You are a Taurus

A bit serious and reserved at first but you love outgoing people because they help you open up

Friendly and reliable while also being sarcastic and blunt with no harm done

You don’t take bulshit I love

Really cares for others

You love to travel, love music, drawing, and photography

You also prefer to stay inside, but a nice walk outside at sunset would be awesome

In your request you asked to be shipped with BTS and NCT! Sit down and get buckled up because here we go!

BTS: Yoongi

I wanna start off with saying that I can see a lot of similarities between you and Yoongi, and I’m really getting the feels from your interests. You two would also be one of the cutest introverted couples ever. Your interests would kick off your relationship. You two would be mutual friends through Jungkook. You two would get along pretty well and you two would playfully flirt with each other through sarcastic comments- and everyone would notice(although you two would be in denial that you were being flirty). You two would really connect when Yoongi would ask you to help with a project for one of his classes in uni we’re going non idol here btw. Yoongi would have to make an EP and he would have to document the process of making the EP and since you did photography, he’d have you come in and snap some shots of him working. You ended up being really into the process and you’d ask questions and Yoongi would be more than happy to answer. You two would end up talking about music for HOURS and next thing you know, it’s nearly two am. You’re too tired to drive home, so Yoongi suggests you two sleep in his studio since it’s pretty comfy. You sleep on the couch and Yoongi is on the floor, but you magically wake up in his arms when you wake up. When Yoongi wakes up, he’s totally flustered and he explains you woke up in the night and you were cold so he snuggled you to keep you warm. You two would only go up from there. You two also always kept that night a secret to keep the people guessing, you gotta have a little fun ya know? You two would become such an iconic duo- the adorable artsy couple. You two would be so chill with each other, no jealousy problems or overly clingy problems- you’re two best friends who love each other and it shines through. Yoongi would also have simple date nights with fun and exciting endings to get you out of the apartment, and some of your best memories are from those dates. SUPER DUPER cute and cheesy ‘I love you’ texts from Yoongi all the time because he can’t help himself. And fun day trips to places that Yoongi would see on TV and nearly getting lost half of the time because he would have no idea where you were going. You two are so cute, I love!

NCT: Johnny

I was conflicted between two members and after some help and deliberation, I decided to choose Johnny! Based off of what I have learned about you, you sound like an ambivert, and I also see Johnny being an ambivert and you two would make an amazing couple! The very first thing I thought of when I thought of you and Johnny was date night. Date night can either be at an arcade playing all kinds of games then dinner, or ordering take out and having a Disney movie marathon, it’d be a perfect balance. I can also see you and Johnny as that artsy couple that are goals with an one room studio apartment with a bunch of plants, it’s such a nice aesthetic. I feel like Johnny would be into a little bit of PDA. Coming up to you from behind, wrapping his arms around you, and pecking your cheeks with little kisses, very soft and sweet. Snuggles all around! You two would also take such good care of each other. As any perfect couple, you two have each others backs, always thinking about your events that you’re having or just keeping you in check and de-stressed during a stressed week. You’re nearly like parents to each other and although you get teased by your friends that you’re like parents, they’ll go to their classmates and gush about how you and Johnny are actual couples goals which Johnny actually loves that because he loves hearing people know that you’re his girl. Johnny and his friend group, the infamous boy group that has somehow managed to stay friends from high school and to college. With that amount of people in one friend group, there was a LOT to take in. You would be so used to your little group of friends that a 15+ member friend group would be a little overwhelming for you to get used to. Johnny was honestly nervous about having you meet the boys since there are so many of them, but you two would talk about it and you’d come up with a plan that would have you meet the boys in groups, and you’d meet them gradually. By the time you would meet the group, you’d fit right in with the group and it would be a huge weight off your shoulders and off of Johnny’s shoulders as well. We all know that Johnny is loyal to his boys, and he would’ve been upset if you didn’t get along with some of them, but you were welcome with open arms. You would give the boys so much inspiration for their projects and they would give you inspiration on projects as well! You would even influence the Dreamies to expand their music horizons! Then at the end of the day, you and Johnny would have soft pillow talk sessions before bed. No electronics or distractions. Just you, Johnny, and conversations that could last for hours. It would be perfect!

And that concludes the ship! OMG I had S O much fun shipping you! You sound like a lovely girl and I hope you enjoyed your ship! Lemme know if were to guess your bias too, I’m curious hehehe,, Thank you so much for requesting and once again, I hope you enjoyed! <3

~STA

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