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[sonotkari]

Gaeguri

Kang Haerin x Fem Reader

[ Synopsis ]

Frogs. Frogs. Frogs. Everywhere in Kang Haerin's gym bag. You find it cute, and you can't help but point it out to the girl.

Fluff

[ Word Count ]

3.3k yes, it's surprisingly long. I'm surprised as well.

[ a/n ]

Mainly focused on Readers point of veiw! This is based on one of my friends when I pointed out how cute their duck key chain was and she started yapping at rapid speed about it lol Everyone knows how Haerin's fond of frogs so /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\

If you have cute keychains, dis for u bae <3

"Do I really have to go?" I protest with a slight whine as I look at the Aussie girl standing with her arms holding a firm grip on her waist as she huffs. "Yes Y/n, you have to be there" I groaned a bit, sighing in defeat, knowing there was not much I could do to change her mind. "But Hanni, I'll be all alone there" I crossed my arms, sighing again for the millionth time of the day. "I don't wanna awkwardly watch you guys like some loner- no offense to the people out there but- oh you get what I mean!" Hanni rolls her eyes off with a chuckle. "You'll be fine. Danielle will be there. With the others too!" Sighing again, pinching my nose as I grumble out. "Yeah, Dani will be there but for cheer practice! And the others as well"

I felt a pair of hands grabbing my shoulder and the next thing I knew, I was shaking. "C'mon Y/n, you're rarely free after school because of stuco duties... It's a miracle the meeting got canceled today!" Hanni stops shaking me as she lets go of my shoulders. "You have to come see me play for once" "But I always watch you play-" "Not when I'm practicing" She cut me off and looked at the clock hanging on the wall of the classroom. "Shoot, if I get late this time, Ryujin will definitely kill me" Hurriedly packing her things as she took her gym bag, Hanni looked back at me once more before leaving. "And I'll be killing you if I don't see your ass there Y/n. Bye!" I was about to say something but Hanni was already sprinting her way to the gym, saving her life from the basketball captain who hates people getting late for practice.

It was an unusual day today since, for first starters, Minji apparently, had a fever last night so she couldn't come to attend school today. And since the student council couldn't do a meeting without the school president, it had to be canceled. Hanni's off to basketball practice like always. Danielle has cheer practice on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays and that happens to be today. Hyein's grounded for some reason, so she has to go home straight or she'll be grounded long enough till her graduation. So that means I'm alone for today and now I have to watch Hanni's practice or else I'll be buried 6 feet underground. I opened my bag and stuffed the notes and textbooks I needed and once I was finished, I started walking my way to the gym. 

The last time I came to the gym was last season's game so it had been a while since. I quietly walked at the sides, glancing at the basketball team from time to time, where they were fully focused on their practice while finding a good spot to sit and watch in silence. My attention snapped when I heard a familiar cheerful voice call out my name. "Y/n!! You came!!" Danielle came rushing from the opposite direction, already opening her arms for a big hug like she always does with any friend she meets. And at her back following the cheery girl, was the cheer captain herself, waving her hand at me gracefully like always as she smiled with her usual soft gaze. "Hey Dani, hey Wonnie" I outed a chuckle as I felt Danielle's warm embrace along with a giggle. "Hey Y/n, isn't it pretty unusual that you're here? Aren't you busy with stuco?" Wonyoung had hugged me as well after Danielle pulled out, scooting to the side. "Yeah, you're usually really busy... What's the occasion??" The other Aussie girl had also asked me with a slightly confused tone. 

"Stuco can't do a meeting without Kim Minji so it got cancelled today" Danielle and Wonyoung both nod their heads understanding the situation with their mouths shaped like the letter O. "Minji did tell me she got a fever... I hope she's doing okay right now..." Danielle says in a worried state, Wonyoung gently rubbing the Aussie's back reassuring her. "She'll be fine in no time Danielle" I nod, agreeing with Wonyoung as I smile at Danielle. "Yeah, she'll give us a text when she's all better for sure" Wonyoung opened her phone, looking at the time on her screen as she looked at Danielle again. "Break's ending soon, we have to go back to practice" Danielle nodded and looked at me with her usual bright smile. "Well, that's our cue, Y/n... We'll see you soon?" I returned the smile at both girls. "Mhm, I'll see you guys soon... Good luck with practice!"

After I bid my goodbyes to the girls and parted ways, I looked down at the benches and saw some towels and water bottles scattered all over. That must be where they take their breaks. I walked down, one step higher than the bench, and sat there to watch them play. A few minutes had passed and the timer rang, signing that it was time for their break. The basketball team slowly walked their way to the bench, casually greeting me before taking a sip of water from their water bottles. I soon spotted Hanni hurrying her way to me with a smile. "You're actually here!" I rolled my eyes with a chuckle at her statement. "Of course, I'd be here. I don't wanna die yet" Hanni comes up my way and jokingly punches my shoulder with a scoff. She drinks water for a while before turning her attention to me. "Thanks for coming tho. I'm glad I get to see you off from being busy once in a while" I couldn't help but get soft at her words.

I really loved these tiny moments where Hanni would word it out how she cared deeply for her friends. I know she cares a lot more than anyone could ever imagine but the girl rarely puts it to words, making these moments extra special for me. "I should thank Minji for it" I expressed an unbelief-shocking face as it was my turn to punch the girl's shoulder. "Stop assaulting the poor sick girl, Hanni!" After chuckling out an apology, the Aussie girl went back to practice with the others as well, leaving me alone again to watch them in silence at the sides.

I was dazing off for a while after watching the basketball game for some time when I felt a presence coming this way. I shifted my gaze to see the girl with the familiar basketball jersey, her gym bag slinging from her shoulder as she quietly walked her way to the benches. Kang Haerin. She's one of Danielle's close friends, beside us Hanni, Minji, and Hyein. But, I never got to get close to her since every time I see her with Danielle and I interact with the Aussie girl, she suddenly disappears like thin air without Dani and I noticing. She's usually quiet and never talks unless you're close to her. And that one valid person is Danielle Marsh and Danielle Marsh only. She noticed me and we locked gaze for a moment before she shifted hers away, sitting on the bench as she plopped her gym bag on the side as well. 

My eyes noticed a certain thing on her gym bag. Well, it was hard not to actually. Frogs. Frogs. Frogs. Some were patched on the side, and some were hanging from the strap. But they were all frogs. I locked my gaze at two crocheted frog keychains that somehow looked like it was looking my way. Does Kang Haerin like frogs? No- it looks more like she loves frogs. In all of the animals she could like, it's frogs? Kang Haerin loves frogs? 

I couldn't stop myself from chuckling at this newly known fact of the girl. Kang Haerin loves frogs. How cute is that??? The girl had heard me apparently, as she turned to her shoulders, our eyes meeting again doing so. She stared at me for seconds with her big black cat eyes, probably confused, even tho she didn't look like it at all, on why I was suddenly laughing out of nowhere without anyone near me to cause it, laughing like that which totally does not sound like a creep at all. Before I left a weird impression on the girl, I slowly pointed out the crocheted frogs hanging from her gym bag. "Those little ones are cute... Do you like frogs?" I felt like I saw the girl's eyes widen a bit but then she looked down at her gym bag, to where I was pointing, and looked back at me. After some seconds, Haerin slowly nodded at me, parting her lips to say something. "They're supposed to be species called Banded Bullfrogs" 

I was surprised that she'd talk to me in the first place, but she was kind enough to tell me what species the crocheted pair was. Banded Bullfrogs. "Aren't those the ones native to southeast Asia?" I blurted out of curiosity as I was thinking about it. I'm sure I heard our biology teacher talk about it once in class. I don't remember when but I'm pretty sure... I looked back at Haerin and jolted a bit as she was now staring at me intensely. Did I say something wrong? Was my frog facts wrong? I remembered it wrong...!? I felt myself panicking inside more as I saw the girl's lips parting again, scared that she might scold me for getting the wrong facts about her beloved frogs. But instead, I was met with a light gentle tone. 

"Yeah, they are native to southeast Asia..." Relief washed all over my body as I quietly let out a breath I didn't know I was holding until now. But I couldn't help jolting again as I heard her speak up. "It's common in India and Nepal as well. It walks and digs compared to other frogs which jump mostly. They bury themselves in the dirt until it rains so they can avoid getting dry and also avoid getting eaten. Did you know, they eat small insects like ants but they can also eat beetles too? Not in the wild tho, it's kinda difficult for them to eat big things in the wild. And when they get threatened by predators like snakes, their body inflates larger than their actual size to scare them off. That's why they're called fat frogs as well" She took a quick breath before staring at me again, probably a signal that she finished what she wanted to say. I never heard Haerin speak this much before, especially when I'm not as close as she is with Danielle. I slowly nod at the facts she just rambled at me right now while shifting my gaze at the two frogs. 

"But, aren't they supposed to be more... brown?" I tilted my head slightly as I stared at the green-colored frog's eyes, somewhat staring back at me. I heard a soft sigh escaping from Haerins and fixed my gaze back on her. "Well, my mom doesn't know about frogs that much so she probably thought every frog was colored green. And I couldn't say no to using the yarn she bought for me to crochet these so..." I hummed in response as I nodded again, understanding the little frog crisis she had. The timer rang again and Shin Ryujin walked to Haerin's way while she was steadying her breaths from running around court. "Kang, you're up next..." The basketball captain says breathlessly as she puts her hands on her waist, catching her breath more properly. Haerin looked back at me for a while lastly, before standing up and walking her way to the other members. 

Sometime after, the practice had finally come to an end. Everyone started packing their gym bags and some were already heading out to go home. I stood up from my seat, about to leave the place and wait for Hanni by the school gates instead, when I felt a familiar pair of eyes gazing at me intensely, again. I glanced at the side to see Haerin staring at my soul for who knows how long and how many times now. "Are you coming again tomorrow?" The girl asked with her usual big black cat eyes piercing on me. I didn't get the question quite well, looking at her with a confused expression. "To practice. Are you here tomorrow too?" "Ahhh... No, I don't think so..." I mumbled as I pondered about tomorrow. The stuco meeting can't be postponed any longer so I think I'll be back with my duties again starting from tomorrow. "I have student council duties after school tomorrow, I think" Haerin slowly nodded, finally averting her gaze down as she did so. "I'm ready! Let's go I'm starving already..." Hanni whined with a sigh as she walked her way to me with her gym bag slung on her shoulder. "Haerin-ah!! Are you finished?" Danielle came from the other way, calling Haerin like always for them to go home as well. I locked eyes with Haerin one more time before giving her a small smile and I started heading out towards the exit with Hanni following from the back. "Since when were you close with Kang Haerin??" "Since we talked about frogs" "Huh???" 

Minji's recovery speed was rapid. She came to school the next day like she wasn't piping hot the day before. The stuco meeting was held, and after 2 long hours of duties and other work, I finally got to leave the school building. I was walking my way to the gates when I saw someone standing by, seeming to be waiting for someone. The rest had almost already gone home at this time so it's kind of unexpected for someone to wait till this hour. But then my eyes went wide, noticing who this person was, standing by the gates. "Haerin?" She noticed me and looked up from gazing down at her feet. "Who are you waiting for this hour? Almost everyone's home..." She looked at me for a while, blinking a couple of times before she spoke up. "You. I was waiting for you" "Huh? Me? Didn't basketball practice finish like an hour ago??" She slowly nodded to what I just said. "You waited for me for an entire hour?? Why? Did you need anything...?" After a few seconds of silence, she finally took something out of her bag. It was one of the crocheted frogs from yesterday. She silently handed it out to me with a nonchalant expression. "You're... giving this to me?" She silently nods again. "But isn't this important to you? You worked hard for it..." "And I want you to have it" 

I gently took the little frog from her hand and looked down at it. It was neatly crocheted with big black eyes and cute pink-tinted cheeks. A big smile was plastered on my face as I looked up at Haerin, flashing her my big smile with gratitude. "Thanks Haerin... I appreciate it..." The girl didn't utter a word and just stared at me, like usual. "But you didn't have to wait an hour for me... I feel kinda bad" Haerin shook her head to the side this time. "I chose to wait on my own. And I didn't have your number anyways" I quickly took out my phone from the pocket of my jacket and opened my contacts, handing it out to Haerin after. "If you don't mind typing yours here, I can text you later" The girl's eyes shifted on my phone and after a while, she gently took it from my hands and started typing. A few seconds later, she handed me back my phone, and I smiled back at her with a 'thank you. "So, which way do you go home?" Haerin pointed out the way and I smiled widely at her for the second time of the day. "We go the same way! Let's walk home together then" 

Haerin taught me a whole lot about frogs and how she had grown to like them. Back when she was in grade school, her friend suddenly blurted out that Haerin looked like a frog character and ever since then, she'd become a big frog lover. After we parted ways, I got home and texted Haerin. Even in texts, she would casually bring up frog facts, changing subjects from here to there in seconds. It was fun to see how the girl who was usually quiet, just piercing her gaze at people, would change into this mini biologist, teaching you that frogs aren't so good with catching prey who don't move much. Knowing her love for the cute small animal, I had an idea in mind. 

I rushed my way to the gym, panting as I looked around for one particular girl. "Oh Y/n, what are you doing here...? Aren't you supposed to be with Minji?" I looked at my side to see Wonyoung coming down towards me as she drank some from her water bottle. "I kinda ran away and now I have a span 10 minutes before she notices and gets full president mode on me..." I breathlessly say so, gaining a small chuckle from the cheer captain, crossing her arms as we speak. "So, why's the secretary of the student council running away from duties? This isn't like you Y/n..." Wonyoung chuckles again, looking at me with full of curiosity in her eyes. "I'm here for Haerin. Kang Haerin, have you seen her?" She looked around and pointed to the sides where one familiar girl was standing, finding something from her gym bag. "Thanks Wonnie! You're a lifesaver!" I quickly say so as I rushed my way to Haerin. 

"Haerin!!" I called her name out and saw her jolt a bit before looking back at me. "Y/n...?" "Hey, hi, sorry for interrupting whatever you're doing... It's just I don't have much time and Minji would kill me if she knew I neglected stucco duties-" I say all in one go and take some breaths before I'd officially pass out. Haerin didn't utter a word and just stood there, probably waiting for me to get to the point. I huffed one more time before I fixed my gaze back to the girl. "I wanted to give this to you..." I say so as I pull it out from my pocket. It was a small crocheted frog, much smaller than the one Haerin gave me. But this was in color brown. Like the Banded Bullfrogs. "It's small, and I figured out I'm bad at crocheting in a hard way so it's a lot messy but..." I chuckled softly at Haerin as I took her hand and placed it in her palms. "I got the color right... Now you actually have a Banded Bullfrog!" I was getting more nervous as seconds passed and she still hadn't uttered a thing, just staring at the small brown frog in her hands.

But it all faded away, replacing a warm feeling on my chest, when I saw her smiling. For the first time since we've talked and became close. Kang Haerin had smiled. Over my crappy frog crochet. What's happening? "Thanks, Y/n... it's adorable" She said with full affection as she gawked the frog with a big smile plastered on her face. "You're... welcome..." My heart was a beating mess, if she wasn't so focused on the frog, I know she'd be able to hear it. The timer rang and the basketball captain had called out Haerin to come. She looked back at me with a smile smaller than earlier as she quickly blurted out words before going her member's way. "I'll take good care of it, I promise" 

I silently watch her jog off to Ryujin, hearing my heartbeat still pounding loudly, knowing someone would definitely hear if they were close. I took deep breaths as I averted my gaze, landing on the green crocheted frog hanging on Haerin's gym bag which Haerin and I were matching. It's probably just me but, it felt like the frog was looking at me with a knowing expression. It's a damn crocheted frog. 

"Don't look at me like that" 

no, i didn't spend an hour googling about frogs. what are u talking about?

[coco-loco-nut]

Condolences

pairing: max x reader

summary: there is such a thing as being too competitive

masterlist requests open

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The world stopped the moment your phone buzzed. You could barely read past “breaking news” before running into the next room.

“Daniel-“ you barely get the words out before Max nods solemnly.

“I heard,” Max says dejectedly. You sit beside him, letting a sad silence fill the room.

“Is he home?” you ask, not knowing the pain your friend and idol is going though. Your Aussie roots are what helped you and Daniel bond. Without him you wouldn’t have met Max.

A knock on your door interrupts Max before he can reply. You make your way to the door, opening it to see a very sad Daniel Ricciardo.

The trophies and other Formula One decor seem gauche in the moment as your friend is walking through your cozy apartment.

You silently sit down beside your friend and hug him. You and Daniel have only gotten closer since you started dating Max, before you were more like casual acquaintances and now he’s your older brother.

“I’m sorry, Daniel. What they did wasn’t right,” Max says, breaking the silence.

“I knew it was coming, I just didn’t expect it to be so hard this time around,”

“Whatever you need, we are here for you,” you rub his back. Daniel leans into your touch, resting his head on your shoulder as he takes in the comfort of you and Max. Max offers to go to the bar and drown the sorrows in liquor, but Daniel declines, needing to go back to his apartment and call Heidi.

“I just feel so bad,” you sit back down beside Max after letting Daniel out. The plush couch is almost as comfortable as your boyfriend.

“I know. He told me it was a possibility, but I didn’t expect the team to drop him the way they did,” Max squeezes you, holding you close.

“Wait,” you lean back, eyes narrowing as you look at Max. “You knew, and you didn’t say anything to me? You asshole,” you gasp. Jimmy and Sassy look at you curiously, a little confused why you suddenly seem upset. “A little warning would’ve been nice,” you advert your eyes, looking at one of the trophies that adorn your living room instead.

“I had an idea, but I wasn’t one hundred percent sure,” Max awkwardly tries to defend himself.

“Well, I am going to make Danny feel better,” you silently challenge Max as you stand up, ready to make your way to your bedroom with a yawn.

“Oh yeah, I bet I can do a better job than you,” Max doesn’t back down from your challenge, watching you pad across the carpet to your shared room. He opens his phone and takes another look at VCARB’s post. “Worst birthday gift ever,” Max groans.

“I’ll be back, I need to run to the store,” you practically jump off the couch. Max narrows his eyes, but doesn’t say anything.

You spend the rest of the day baking and meal prepping your favorite Australian dishes, hoping that Daniel enjoys the taste of home.

While you occupied yourself, Max searched through his racing memorabilia, hoping to find something that would pique Daniel’s interest.

The first time Max really noticed was when he got home from the gym and noticed the heavenly smells coming from the kitchen.

You stood in front of the stove humming to yourself, different containers and food scattered across the marble counters. Daniel happily sat at the countertop, eating a pesto pasta.

“Hey Max,” Daniel smiles, mouth full of food. Max cautiously walks towards you. You turn to him, a smug smile on your lips.

“Welcome home, Maxie,” your voice is a little too sweet, rubbing in your advantage in the unspoken competition between you. Max narrows his eyes as he leans down to press a quick kiss to your lips.

“I didn’t realize you were making dinner,” he says warily.

“Oh, I’m just making some food for Daniel to take with him. A little taste of Australia and his favorite meals,” you explain. Daniel enthusiastically nods.

“It’s really good, you lucked out man, having such a great cook as a partner,” Daniel tells Max, not having picked up on the competition.

“There’s some pesto pasta left if you want any,” you point your spatula to the stray pot on your left. Max silently takes a portion that you didn’t pack for Daniel to take home.

“Thanks,” Max mutters, plotting his next move. You barely notice as you finish the chicken cutlets. Daniel’s mom happily shared her recipe and preferred brands with you, glad that you are there to comfort Daniel.

A few nights later, you are getting ready for a girls night with some of the WAGs.

“You look beautiful, where are you going?” Max asks, sitting on your bed.

“Some new club that the girls found. I’ll send you the location when we get there,” you say as you put your earring in. Max gets up and grabs your heels for you, motioning for you to sit down.

“Don’t go too hard, I don’t want you to regret it tomorrow,” Max says as he secures your heels before standing up and giving you a hand as you stand.

“Of course, someone has to be responsible for the girls,” you smile, leaning in to kiss Max. Max pulls back from the kiss with a smile, using his thumb to fix your smudged lipstick.

What you don’t expect is to see Max walk into the club with Daniel and Charles half an hour later. You try to ignore them down the bar as you and the girls order another round, like you never saw them come in.

“These are for you ladies from the men across the bar,” the bartender says as he places a round of shots in front of you.

“Did you-?” you ask Alexandra who shakes her head in shock. You whip your head towards the guys and see Max raise his glass in smug greeting to you. You don’t break eye contact as you grab a shot and bring it to your mouth, quickly throwing it back and heading to the dance floor, vodka red bull in hand.

“What did you do to piss her off?” Daniel asks Max, a little concerned.

“It’s nothing, I just beat her at a game,” Max waves Daniel off.

“Seems like you have some making up to do,” Charles says, Daniel nodding in agreement.

The boys eventually find their way to your group, Max pressing himself against you. You try to push him off but he stays glued to you. His fingers brush the back of your neck as he moves your hair to one side. His breath tickles as his lips are against your ear.

“What’s wrong baby?” Max says, you mind dizzy and breathing a little heavy from the alcohol and contact.

“Max,” you breathe as he kisses the sensitive spot behind your ear, purposefully riling you up before turning you around so you are face to face. The look in his eyes is similar to yours. When you did go home, sleep was the last thing on your mind.

This carried on for a week. You would deliver whatever treat your found, or meal you made, while Max brought alcohol or dragged Daniel along to things.

You both found yourselves seated on Daniel’s couch, not meeting each other’s eye. You stare at Daniel’s thrown together yet cohesive display of trophies. You and Max had an unofficial official score between you two for making Daniel feel better and you were in the lead by two points.

“You two need to stop. I appreciate your support, and you are two of my closest friends, literally,” Daniel speaks as if you are children. “It sucks, but losing my seat isn’t the end of the world. You’ve helped, but this competition needs to end,” his stern eyes have you looking at your shoes, embarrassed. Has Daniel always had a cowprint rug under his couch?

“Sorry,” you and Max mutter in unison, resembling schoolchildren who’ve been chastised by their teacher.

“Now, why don’t we all go to the bar and have one last pity party?” Daniel suggests, finally getting a say in how he feels better. Although, he doesn’t mind the taste of home when you bring him food.

“I guess we can put aside our competition,” Max sighs, extending his hand to you. Your eyes flick between his hand and his face, unsure if it’s safe to trust him, but you ultimately shake on it for Daniel’s sake.

“Good, now go get ready. I’ll meet you in 30,” Daniel claps, kicking you out of his apartment and sending you back to yours.

“I won,” you smile as the door closes behind you in Max’s apartment.

“I can’t believe my husband chose my girlfriend over me,” Max says a little exasperated.

“Well, you aren’t a fellow Aussie and all guys are the same. All it takes is some food,” you laugh as Max pulls you close.

“I’ll be an Aussie too once I marry you,” he presses a kiss to your cheek, just below your ear, sending shivers up your spine.

“How long do we have?” you notice Max’s eyes darken.

“Long enough.”

[totaly-obsessed]

Opposites Attract

Kyra Cooney-Cross x reader

-> Kyra joins Arsenal and is intrigued by their young, quiet midfielder

➳ Masterlist

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The transfer window of the WSL was coming to a close, but that didn’t necessarily mean that everything was set in stone. It was Ian Wright who set the project “KCC to Arsenal” in motion – the people who had to do most of the work however were Steph Catley and Caitlin Foord.

It was their job to convince their fellow Aussie to join them in London. The youngster didn’t need much to be convinced, she was however interested in her new teammates, begging Steph and Cait for introductions.

She obviously knew most of the team already from watching them play the previous seasons and from stories but Steph obliged, while Caitlin excused herself. By this point they had gotten through most of the team, even the new signings when they came to the most important section, according to Kyra – the people her age.

“And then we have the younger ones – obviously the iconic duo of Gio and Katherine. They keep to themselves a lot though, and I am sure you noticed that neither got a lot of game time last season.” Kyra did in fact know that, already having done some of her own research. Gio’s TikTok page looked like she hung out with the blonde Danish girl a good bit.

“Teyah is the youngest, currently in recovery though.” Arsenal had its fair share of people going through rehab, among them Teyah Goldie, Beth Mead, Vivianne Miedema, Leah Williamson, and Laura Wienroither.

“Second youngest is y/n. Keeps to herself a lot, is quiet, and loves her books. Tends to be a little awkward at first.” The young Australian was curious now, she had seen you play - a fellow midfielder - but no matter how hard she tried, there was barely any social media content of you. Your personal account has just one picture with just you in it, which is the signing picture.

“Very close to Kim and Jordan before she left. The nicest girl I know.”

Kyra wanted to know just about everything, being incredibly interested in the mystery that was you.

Her signing was announced on the 15th of September – deadline day. You, like most of the Arsenal players, were in Germany at the Adidas Headquarters in Herzogenaurach – It was nice to be home again. During lunch, sitting beside Kimi you were nose-deep in your newest book when Caitlin and Steph burst onto the outdoor terrace “It’s official! Kyra is coming to Arsenal!” And just like that everybody was excited to meet the young midfielder everyone had heard so much about already.

Upon returning to London everyone met Kyra, who was already on the training pitch, waiting for her new teammates to arrive. Most of the younger girls immediately liked her, starting to joke around – and while the young Australian was incredibly stoked to meet you, she remembered Steph’s words ‘shy and awkward’. 

“Hi! I’m Kyra!” You sat next to the pitch, ignoring the break that was usually meant for drinks and reading instead. Your book was always next to the various bottles – Alessia had already tripped over it twice in her time at Arsenal.

“Hi – nice to meet you.” Your smile was a little crooked and unsure, not certain if the brunette would like to have her hand shaken. Kyra however, excited how she was, pulled you into a quick hug and promptly sat down next to you. She didn’t really say anything, just sat there while you read a few pages of your book – handing you a water bottle when Kim asked if you have had anything to drink yet.

The Scot waited for an answer but you didn’t hear her, too deep into your book. A soft nudge to your shoulder made you look to Kyra, who extended an arm with said bottle “You really should drink something.”

Yeah, the first time the two of you talked was awkward. But the brunette would not give up on you, getting closer to you day by day while getting to know your other teammates as well.

Not even two weeks after her signing Kyra was singing in the gym �� loudly. While amusing, the sheer loudness the girl possessed, scared you a little. She and Caitlin were messing around on the ceiling-mounted rings, while Steph stood next to them filming the spectacle. In the background, the fans could see you just blatantly staring at the Aussies when Jen came up to you. “You know that you can just talk to her right?”

Your flinching showed the older footballer just how deeply you were distracted. “I don’t know what you mean.” And with that, you were off – but the Australians had already seen you.

“I think you have a better chance than you think Kyra!” The brunette who had her back turned towards you was confused – “What do you mean?”

It turns out that Kyra was much more relentless than you had thought, roping you into one conversation after the other. She even visited you at home, when you were not expecting her - filling your home with endless talks and many giggles.

The Arsenal woman appreciated how far she was willing to go, knowing that you had tried befriending Gio and Kathrine – but due to your shy and closed nature, they thought that you wanted nothing to do with them.

After Jordan left last season you hadn’t been quite the same – the extrovert to your introvert was missing. Kyra however, gladly took the job without even applying for it. She just showed up and stole it – just like your little heart that seemed to beat out of your chest whenever her hand brushed over your back, or when she kept sending you her most mischievous smile.

While Katie liked to make jokes about your inability to speak whenever the brunette was around, it was she who convinced you to ask Kyra out on a date.

She had been very upfront about her feelings towards you and confessed quite early on, but understood that you weren’t ready for anything at that point in time – So she waited for you to make the first move.

It was at your apartment when you asked her out. Kyra had noticed that you seemed off today, however, she didn’t know what was going on – so she filled the silence with her talking, and talking, and even more talking.

This was weird to her.

When it was just the two of you, you usually couldn’t stop talking either, stumbling over your words. “Okay! That’s enough. What is wrong with you?”

Your big eyes staring at her were enough to send Kyra into a deep state of panic, “It’s just- you seem so off! So I thought tha-“

“Go on a date with me?”

The silence was deafening. And just as you were about to ramble, your face already heating up, Kyra jumped quite literally on top of you, hugging you close to her “Yes! Thought you’d never ask!”

[hearted-anon]

hii i have read all your fics and i love them can i request lee! seungmin and lers! leeknow and chan

have a great time writing this!

🥰😛🤗

What, what, WHAT?!

Words: 1,176 Note: hm. T/w: Rough tickles Taglist: @reginald-stay09 @itzsana-kiddingmenow @hetashi-takashimaya-apollos-kid @soap143 @jungwon-is-the-one Lee: Seungmin Ler(s): Channie, Minho

"Yea! He's been acting really suspicious these days…" Jisung exclaimed to a listening Felix to him, both of them with a cup of homemade tea from Minho in their hands for their weekly gossip session. Recently, Jisung has been inviting both Felix and Seungmin over to theirs to 'have a good time', a suspicious cat giving a glare in his direction each time he pleaded to let them both come over, like a child asking their parent for permission to allow their friends over for the night. With a reluctant nod, despite acting very strict towards the quokka, tutting in faux disappointment whenever he would forget to tell the duo to take off their shoes when coming in or were a bit too loud, he still never failed to make them home brewed tea, or the mountain of food that was always perfectly laid on the dining table when they exited Jisung's room.

However, both Jisung and Minho felt a tad bit strange when they only saw one head of blonde hair appear at their dorm apartment these few weeks, not that the ace minded too much of course. But as curious as he was, a paw pasted itself on the younger's door, questioning the Aussie where his roommate had disappeared off to. And to their utter surprise, Felix only gave a small shrug, insisting that it was 'something Seungmin didn't specify about' or 'he said he went to hang out with friends'. Pfft- Hanging with friends?! There were only so many excuses that could make past Minho's sharp observation. Knowing with a terrible gut feeling, he sought the only other person that would help him uncover this mystery, Chan.

"So, you're saying, during they're weekly visits, Seungmin just so happens to disappear and come back when Felix arrives home?" Chan inquires, clicking the tip of his tongue while his foot drums against the wooden floor smoothly. Minho nods along, smiling widely when Jeongin peeks out from his room to catch a glimpse of what the elders were up to, hurriedly scurrying by to take a seat between them both.

"Yea! But none of us knows where he went, but we still haven't asked one dorm…" Their heads all collectively snap to the doorway, right across Changbin and Hyunjin's dorm room, which has been eerily quiet these days. Usually, Changbin would bug their dorm to no end, whether it'd be dragging Chan out for gym or being overly affectionate with the youngest, whereas Hyunjin would just be there to give him an earful and drag him back home when it was time for dinner. However, neither of them has left the dorms recently, staying right at home where it was comfortable.

Slamming opens the door without mercy, Chan and Minho were surprised to find Changbin…cooking?! After having told Jeongin to stay home and keep watch if Seungmin would pass by or even better, come over, they had come over to the 'newlyweds' dorm to investigate. Was this some kind of alternate universe? Eyeing the middle of the Hyung line suspiciously, they both came over to see if the rapper had managed to burn water yet, or fry air. Surprisingly, he was doing shockingly well, their eyes lighting up when they tasted the soup he had made, the cook bashfully hiding away with a cookbook in hand.

"Why did you make this though? Isn't Hyunjin the one usually cooking here?" Lee Know questions, a raised eyebrow with his head in the creamy tomato soup.

"I-I… I just wanted to try and start cooking, nothing more!" Changbin hurriedly explains, and with a shared glance, the elders both pounced onto the youngest of the trio, starting their investigation.

"Found you!" Chan exclaims as the door to Hyunjin's room creaks open, and to well, everybody but Seungmin's surprise, he's laying on the ferret's bed, without said ferret being there. A flustered Changbin stands behind them, looking defeated with tear streaks down his face that the leader was wiping while looking straight into the vocalist's eyes.

"Sorry…I tried to keep it a secret, but they got me- AHA!" Changbin worriedly explains but is cut off when the older bunny's fingers sneakily drill into the hollow of his hip, cutting him off.

"You're going to clean yourself up, and take a long, long nap, clear?" Chan coos sweetly into the younger's ear, squishing and kneading his cheeks before giving both of them a tender kiss each, sending him off without fail. Chan and Minho's gaze then turned to the culprit of them all, who was blinking up and them innocently as if he didn't know what was wrong exactly.

"You're going to tell us why you came here and thought it was funny not to inform anyone." Lee Know announces whilst clearing his throat, the eldest coming to pin the puppy's arms above his head, earning a squeal of surprise. To their shock, he instantly revealed the reason, so much for Changbin's resolve to keep it down. Their jaws dropped once the beans were spilled, fingers immediately crawling over his waist and ribs.

"Hehehey! I-I tohohold you guhuhuys! Whahahat gives?!" Seungmin squeals, trying and failing to bat four hands away from his sensitive body that followed him no matter where he squirmed on the bed, melting into a puddle of breathless laughs for them to tease for now.

"How could you even keep this a secret from your Hyungs?! This is such big news y'know?" Chan yells in an almost hurried way, still trying to let the information sink in, an astonished Minho nodding along at the back. As a so-called revenge, they both up their game on the poor puppy, Lee Know's fingers finding the sides of his stomach and digging in while the leader found blowing raspberries on the nape of his neck interesting.

"AHAHAHA! I-I'M SOHOHORRY! HYUHUHUNG!" Seungmin shrieks, dissolving quickly into loud, yet puffy cackles, kicking his legs out through his struggles to get away from the torment being inflicted on his body. However, neither of them let up, only grinning cheekily above the puppy and letting the sensations linger for longer. It was a surprise that the rapper was somehow still sleeping, or maybe not and just hasn't exited his room due to Chan's instructions, where was Hyunjin anyway?

"PLEHEHEASE IT'S TOHOHORTURE! MEHEHERCY!" Seungmin pleads, tears of mirth beginning to well up in his eyes, scrunching his shoulders to try and block out the eldest's lips to no avail, or shoving at Minho's hands; that obviously didn't work out in his favor at all. Having decided he had enough, the duo let up on the poor vocalist, rubbing his stomach soothingly and his reddened cheeks too. They awed at the sight of Seungmin's cherry red face all the way down to his neck, eyes already lidding before they could say anything.

Safe to say, when Hyunjin got back from grocery shopping, he was stunned to find both members asleep in their rooms, unable to hear the giggling and chatter from a certain duo that had just left.

[cosmal]

𝐇𝐨𝐭 — 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧

day three of my christmas drabbles advent calendar

summary — you bring remus home to visit your family for the holidays. he grows to love spending christmas in summer.

warnings/tags — fem!afab!reader, she/her pronouns, reader goes swimming, reader has hair long enough to be tied back

note!! — this is a totally self-indulgent fic. and for all my aussie/kiwi marauders fans!!

“This is weird,” Remus murmurs, handing you a tray of prawns. Along with the water dish.

“They’re gross, I know,” you giggle. “My dad loves them.”

Remus shifts in his seat, “No, not that,” he’s smiling, “It’s hot. It’s Christmas. It’s Christmas and I’m in a t-shirt.”

"You can take it off if you want," you giggle over the top of your bottle, sitting back in your chair.

"I will not," he gasps.

You love this look on him. He's been here for a week and he's all sunkissed and glowy. If you weren't spending the holidays at your parent's house, you'd have already jumped his bones.

"You'll go swimming with me, though?"

The backyard is full of your family members. Cousins running around with sticky, red iceblocks in their hands - your aunty's chasing them in turn, with wet paper towels. They're loud. Really loud and they really love Remus.

You're not surprised, he's perfect. You think they might love him more than you do. Impossible, obviously. But your dad had sat down with him in the lounge room and seemed genuinely interested in whatever Remus was telling him about his work. Your father has never read a book in his life, but for your boyfriend, he'll listen to him ramble about writing processes and workshops. In turn, your dad will force him to watch the boxing day cricket match tomorrow because Australia's playing England, so Remus must know a thing or two about cricket test matches.

"I told your mum I'd help her with the desserts," he leans over to kiss you on the cheek. His lips a burning heat over your already warm skin. It feels nice.

"Then you'll come for a swim?" you ask hopefully, lips pouting. You know he will, he'll do pretty much anything to make you happy. Sometimes you despise him for it in a totally loving girlfriend type of way. He's already in his swimming trunks. His legs looking fucking lovely.

He gets up from his seat at your outdoor table and it scrapes along your deck, "I'll be 20 minutes," he says with one more kiss. Quicker than the last but still as fond. You think maybe, even more, when he presses his fingers into your scorched skin.

You let him and your mum dish up trifles and a pavlova that always seems to be bigger than the year before. Remus says something really stupid and it makes your mum laugh. A full-on, hearty chuckle that is usually only produced at the cost of your own father. You smile all the way to your room.

Once in your swimmers, a set that you know Remus loves, modest enough in your own backyard, surrounded by your own family, but enough that you'll expect to be stuck to your boyfriend's side for the rest of the day. You walk back out to your backyard to find him in the middle of your lawn.

A cousin wrapped around his leg, another climbing their way up his torso. He's laughing, you're not sure how, because they both keep kneeing him in bruisable areas as they climb him like a jungle gym. Eventually, they pull him to the soft grass and it ends up in a sort of tickle-fight. It's more giggling than anything.

Your chest fills with as much warmth as you think it can allow without you feeling the urge to cry. Watching him get along with your family so well is more than you'd ever expected. He keeps surprising you and then he doesn't because he's Remus. Your boyfriend Remus, and he treats you with so much love and respect that you know that's just him. It's second nature to him and you'd expect nothing less for the people he knows you love also.

You know you're staring, you can't help it. Your cheeks ache with how wide you're smiling. Remus walks up to you once he's toddler free and pokes you in the cheek. You snap out of the little lovesick bubble you'd found yourself in.

"He's strong for four years old," Remus laughs, kissing you on the cheek again like he can't help it. You know he can't because you kiss him just as often.

"My aunty thinks he'll be good at rugby," you giggle.

"Or wrestling."

You lean in to wrap your arms around his waist, he doesn't let you. You startle, confused.

"I've never seen this before," Remus can be smug when he wants to be, sliding a finger under the strap of your swimmers, snapping the tight material against your skin.

"Yes, you have." You go too shy under his loving gaze. His eyes droopy but still full of mirth. You can feel a heat eat its way up your chest. If he makes fun of you for it, you'll be sure to blame it on the sun.

"Right," he runs the material between his fingers, distracted.

"Remus, stop it," you mumble. Completely melted.

"Stop what?" Still smug.

"Just take your shirt off, please. I wanna go for a swim."

Remus doesn't have to be asked twice. He takes his white button-up off, a gift from your family, and you try to ignore the feeling you suddenly have to stare more than would be acceptable in your setting. You also ignore the wolf whistle your uncle let's out.

Remus genuinely blushes.

"I think my family really likes you," you tell him, tracing a scar in the hinge of his elbow.

"I'm really happy they do," Remus pulls the hair tie from your wrist, moving to tie your back from your face. His fingers tickle your neck and you shiver despite the temperature. Remus grins. "I didn't just spend fifteen minutes decorating a Pavlov for no reason."

You snort. "Pavlova."

"Hmm?"

"It's a pavlova."

"Right..." he chuckles.

"Pavlov was the guy with the dog theory."

It's Remus's turn to snort. "Dog theory."

"Yeah."

He traces a knuckle down your cheek, "You're adorable."

"Stop it."

"Really."

"Remus..."

"That's why I'm really sorry." He says. Suddenly serious.

"For what?" you ask. Also suddenly just as confused as he is stern.

He doesn't respond.

"For what, Remus?"

The squeal you let out when Remus throws you over his shoulder is loud and pretty, in his own opinion. That's why he has no problems when you tug at his hair to stable yourself. You're suddenly dizzy, blood rushing to your head. Remus feels worse when you giggle in his ear.

"Remus!" Your protests are broken up by peels of laughter.

"I said I'm sorry!" he laughs.

"Don't! I'm serious."

He jumps in the pool, pulling you under with him and you both come up, smiling like idiots. Your family roars with adored laughter and your smile widens.

You swim towards him where he's standing just before the deep end. His laughter dies down as you pull him down so the water's up to his neck.

"I hate you."

Remus lets you wrap your legs around his waist. Content with holding you up. "No, you don't."

"We're breaking up."

Remus gasps, "Don't tell your dad."

"I think he'd die," you giggle.

"I think I would too."

You press your face into his wet chest, "Don't die."

"Never," he sighs. He has zero problems with kissing you over chlorine-soaked hair.

Christmas in the summer is better, Remus thinks. But only if he gets to spend it with you.

[rikis-girl]

Sign him up

Warnings: Ultra fluff , light humiliation. Pairing: Non-idol!Sunghoon x fem!reader Synopsis: When your're trying to stay mad at your bf but he's just too cute to ignore.

A/N: First time writing a drabble on tumblr with all this intro stuff... Hope it works!

You were standing there, awkwardly in a corner at a party with all of your boyfriend's friends while they had the time of their lives. You were supposed to be accompanied by Sunghoon and introduced to his gang tonight but said Ice prince was nowhere to be seen. "_____ Noona, where is Sunghoon hyung? He said he's bringing the samgyeopsal." Riki asked. "I don't know Riki. I tried calling him like 20 times and he hasn't picked up or noticed anything." The dejected pouty skyscraper walked away and decided to attack Jake, as you recalled; the sweet and funny Aussie boy.

The party came to an end as you managed to make yourself acquainted with most of the boys except for Heeseung who seemed to be a bit occupied with his phone. "Need a ride _____ noona? I'm sure Jay hyung can drive you to your place" Jungwon asked. "Sure might as well get home if he's not coming." "Sunghoon hyung is gonna get an earful tonight!!" Riki snickered and you just laughed with him. "Oh he sure is."

You walk into your shared apartment with your "lovely" boyfriend only to see him sorting out the skittles on the floor and his phone on silence on the other side of the room.

"Care to explain why you invited me to a party with your gang and not show up yourself?" An intimidating gaze fell on Sunghoon. "The party is next week darling. Besides, I did all this for you because I know you like grape and strawberry best!" Sunghoon said with his eyes sparkling, looking up at you with nothing but love in his eyes.

"Check your phone Park Sunghoon. And the calendar." "Dang the full government name?" Sunghoon went to get his phone and checked the calendar. Ohh boy was he in trouble. "I-I-I didn't mean for this to happen.... Dang it how could I forget?" Sunghoon paced back and forth, phone in his hand checking all the missed calls, the posts from his gang, the 54849 messages from Riki asking if he was alive or not. Sunghoon turned to you and in a desperate attempt to ease your anger, pulled you in by the waist, "Love I'm so so soooo sorry, how can I make it up to you?" "Sorry isn't going to fix this Hoon. You didn't show up to our dinner reservation, and I was fine with that. The movie? It's ok, totally understandable. The opening of my friend's cafe? Sure, no biggie. But the introduction of me to YOUR gang? How could you forget to show up to the party YOU planned and the friends YOU invited and grew up with? And what about your socially awkward girlfriend who had enough troubles talking to men?" You fumed and poked his chest accusingly.

Sunghoon remembered the time when the two of you met. Jake found out with the help of his friend Lia that you liked Sunghoon as much as he liked you. Your first date was extremely awkward with both of you too flustered to say anything, Sunghoon panicking, looking at his crush and you, having to talk to your crush and facing the fact that you were never able to be comfortable around men. It took you over 7 weeks to form proper sentences with each other let alone have any conversation. This is why you two ended up waiting an entire year before introducing each other to your close friend groups. despite everyone knowing about you.

"Princess I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do right now." Sunghoon pleaded with both his hands gently cradling your head. "Punch me if that'll make you feel better, please." He begged, guiding your hand to his abdomen.

"Why would I punch you? And what difference would that make you gym addict?" You sassed. Not being able to take any more of it, you start giving him the silent treatment. Walking to your room, you pulled a blanket and a pillow and made a makeshift bed on the couch and pushed Sunghoon's favorite plush onto it.

Without a word, you continued to the bathroom to wash up with Sunghoon following you like a lost puppy and getting the bathroom door slammed in his face.

"Princess please I'm sorry!!! Talk to me!!! You're torturing me!!!" Sunghoon wailed as you go on with your nightly schedule. "That's the point, dimwit." you mumble to yourself.

You exit the bathroom and had Sunghoon following you again, towering you from behind like a shadow. "Won't you even look at me?" He asked, pulling you into his arms and holding your jaw trying to meet your averting eyes.

"Please??" He pouted, eyes shimmering with tears ready to spill, red, puffy cheeks and scrunched up bushy eyebrows. "I. MUST. RESIST." you repeat to yourself and avoided all eye contact with your boyfriend.

"Why won't you even look at me? Spending 3 hours without you just sorting skittles was punishment enough." He pouted, getting to your eye level forcing you to look at him. He presses his lips to a thin line and tries to use his eyes to woo you to forgiving him and as much as you hate to admit it, it was working a little too well.

"Princess I'll do anything for you, absolutely ANYTHING!" He begs. And after a moment's consideration, you give in. "Fine. BUT, you owe me this." you point to the 'anything I want' card that you two came up with. "All yours love." Sunghoon handed it to you, gleaming with joy.

Two hours later and your all snuggled up next to him and he plays with your hair, spooning you from the back. "So pretty, all mine." He mumbles in your hair before leaving multiple kisses on your head.

A week later, Sunghoon showed up to work in the most adorable puppy scarf with fluffy ears adorning his head. "About time we saw you miserable after standing up _______ noona." Riki snickered, watching him walk in with his cheeks and ears beet red and his suit adorned with a fluffy bowtie instead of his go-to black sleek tie. "It was worth it." he said, swallowing his pride and dignity as he remembered you with shining eyes, cooing over him all morning, making him late because he looked "adorable". If being humiliated at work got him your full attention and adoration,

. Sign him up.

A/N Hope you liked it!! Will update more frequently once my exams are over!!

[lazystar]

Break Downs Come in Many Shapes and Sizes

Roommate!Chan X Fem!Reader

Author Note: This is my first attempt at fic writing pls be nice LMK if we want to see this finished :) Pls Reblog and Comment if you like it!!

Warnings/author rambling: Idiots/Enemies to Lovers, swearing worse than an angry trucker, Jisung is Y/N’s Twin, Chan is kind of a moron, Reader is very cranky all the time, Reader has big black cat gf energy. My grammar might suck and this is so dialogue heavy.

Word Count: Definitely more than 5

Rating: Let’s Say PG-13 for now probably not gonna write any pants off dance off material … for now

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“Y/N I uh… I ummm IlikeyoualotandIwanttotakeyouout”

“I’m sorry what?”

“I like you a lot and I want to take you out”

Well Saturday morning brunch just took a turn, a baffled laugh leaves your mouth and before you can even think the word vomit leaves your lips as your tirade begins you stand in front of Chan with clad in your pajamas your (his )tee shirt that falls almost to your knees, sleep shorts, and fuzzy socks. Your lazy sleepy haze interrupted by the sobering fact that what you’re used to is completely different from what the reality before you. He can’t help to think that even upset and looking like you rose from an eternal slumber you look absolutely gorgeous.

“What do you mean you like me?! You-you hate me?! I hate you, hasn’t it always been this way?!?! This has to be some kind of fucking joke.” An exasperated sigh cuts your rant off, only briefly and you shake your head looking down for just a moment trying to make sense of what the hell is happening. “I don’t even know why you hate me Chan.” As you say this your eyes leave the floor, deciding that the fuzz of your socks was not distracting enough from the conversation at hand. You choose instead to look him in the eye and convey everything you had bottled up for the long months you’ve shared your home with Chan. “I genuinely don’t understand how I deserved any of your teasing, jokes, pranks, I guess your interrupting any date I thought would happen in the apartment somewhat makes sense now. Beyond that nothing you did made any sense to me besides the moments you showed a shred of kindness my way. But even those confused me, one day you pack me a lunch for work, the next you interrupted my date making the guy think I was trying to cheat on a boyfriend I don’t even have. Think about it if you were me— how would you feel right now? I was only ever kind to you when I moved in, I did all the chores, cooked extra meals for you since you would forget to take care of yourself, I would even wash your crusty gym socks for you when you forgot! But all you ever really did was try and antagonize me, not in a brotherly way like Jisung, more like an elementary school or middle school bully. You know now that I think about it… I-I didn’t always hate you, I misspoke on that when I said that I always did, but the feeling grew because you only ever hated me— or acted like you did. So forgive me for my lack of understanding here as to how the fuck you like me.” Your voice almost drops to a whisper as the thought goes through your mind- this could be another one of his pranks, maybe he’s taking it too far this time. The incredulous and hurt look on your face showed that you were telling the truth, well, your truth. The growing hurt starts to reflect in your eyes as you gnaw on your bottom lip trying to not show weakness in front of the Aussie.

As your hands flew about almost comically during your monologue, Chan stood there across the kitchen island in looking almost comfortable—clad in his usual Saturday uniform of a classic black tee, black gym shorts, and of course his beanie. The other signature part of his look, that annoyingly attractive smirk was gracing his features but if you looked a bit too long his way you would have seen that the typical arrogance of his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. In fact his eyes betrayed the fact that he was mentally running a marathon realizing what he thought was playing off his feelings for you— one of his best friend’s’ sisters, someone who he had been attracted to for so long— was actually him ruining something he had dreamt of. You didn’t see it as playfulness��you saw it as him being a bully, a jerk, and he could see why. In his heart from the moment he saw your sweet and almost shy smile the day you had moved in for your third year or university he wanted to be more than roommates, but to be more than that he had to have shown you that he had been into you. Instead he had played into the old fashioned “if he teases you he likes you” mentality that had sort of died out decades ago. Acting more like a spoilt child than a man in his mid twenties.

Chan could do nothing but let out his own humorless laugh a sadness filled chuckle rumbling out of his chest and his curls flopping out of his hat as he shook his head, as much as he wanted to he couldn’t dare step closer to you, instead he let the kitchen island act as a barrier between you. He took advantage of the heavy silence that filled the room and decided now was time to say his piece. He didn’t want to show how your words impacted him just yet. So rather than being a bit more tactful he chose to start off acting like he always did around you — like a bit of an ass.

“Come on Y/Nnie when did I ever say that I hated you? Name one time I expressly said that…quickly.” The teasing tone of his voice cut through the thick uncomfortable air between the two of you . He couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at the the stutters and incomprehensible sounds that left your mouth which told him all he that needed to know.

“You and I clearly both know that I never said that. Not once did I ever say ‘Y/N my darling roommate, sister of one of my closest friends, I hate you’ because sweetheart I do not hate you. I do actually care for you— even if I did find some joy in your cute grumpy reactions whenever I was being a jerk. You said it yourself that you hate me and quite honestly that breaks my heart.” You weren’t sure if you were right but he almost sounded choked up when he admitted that hearing you voice your feelings so harshly upset him. He continued on “I’m sorry for being so childish and hiding my feelings like a coward, I was an asshole to you and I see now what you meant by my mixed signals. I fucked up acting the way I did. Anyways I’ll uh—I’ll see you around.” He awkwardly finished his apology and you were frozen, unsure of what to say or do. When you looked at his face you could see that the typical confidence that radiated off of Chan was gone, what was left was a crestfallen, heartbroken young man. As he gathered his things to walk out your shared front door internally you wanted to pull him into your arms and console him. On the outside you could do nothing but stand there, your mind reeling realizing you may have just fucked everything up, you may have truly ruined your chances of getting to know the real person behind the arrogant facade the Australian man had built. Deep down you wished that you two had a different dynamic, but you had never known how to broach the subject. Maybe now was your chance. Fighting your panic response to freeze like a statue and attempting to start a new your wavering voice called to him.

“Chan—Chris! I uh— wait!! I-“

Before you could even say your full thoughts which you had barely conjured up, he was out the door, jacket and keys in hand and his head held low in what could only be described as devastation. As the door slammed you could do nothing but stare at it, your mind screamed at you telling you that you should run after him, pull him into your arms, explain that you were lying about hating him, that you wanted to be genuine with one another and get to know the real Chan. Instead you stood there frozen, tears burning at your eyes and slowly cascading down your cheeks. It was likely too late to run after him. Even through he was debating in the hallway if he should go back inside and try to fix things between you two. Thinking you were still upset he chose to go and drink away the pain, an unhealthy coping skill one of his friends would likely scold him for. As for you you chose to throw yourself an I may have just fucked up with the guy I secretly might be head over heels for and I feel like world’s biggest idiot party — or as Melanie Martinez would say… a pity party.

Thus your signature pity party routine began and you like an idiot did what always did when you chose avoidance instead of facing your troubles head on… You coped with distractions; step one: ice cream, step two: find a drama where you could be mad at the characters instead of yourself (or watch a true crime documentary and solve the case before the detectives), step three: cry into a pillow. Obviously your routine did not always go in that order given you were prone to crying at anything that might be even a smidge sad or frustrating. As you yanked open the freezer you were faced with a horrific sight, the last pint of salted caramel swirl ice cream was gone. The frozen dessert was a very important aspect of this routine you had been following since high school. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back—you had ENOUGH, your oh so essential pity party plans were now completely and utterly ruined and you had nothing punchable nearby to let out your emotions.

So like any logical adult in their twenties you choose to be mature, someone your therapist would have been proud of. Actually your therapist would be shocked to see you heave your body over to the couch and gracefully flop facedown and have a toddler style temper tantrum. Feet kicking, fists pounding the soft faux leather, and scratchy screams leaving your throat only to be muffled by the cushions below you. Before you could give an angry two year old a run for their piggy bank’s worth of savings a loud ring of your cellphone phone interrupts the anger fest.

“Jisung this better be good I’m in one of my wallowing in my sorrows sessions” you all but bark at your twin brother.

“Well I obviously hate to interrupt but Chan-hyung is drunk on my porch saying he ruined everything between you two and — oh well he’s now on my living room floor crying hugging that stuffed wolf you left here last week. So dear sister of mine would you care to explain what the fuck happened? It’s barely 1PM and the man is wasted and sobbing like he just watched Titanic for the first time.” The sass and annoyance your twin always seemed to have practically slapped you through the phone’s speaker. You let out a sigh and slumped further into the couch cushions and took a second to articulate your thoughts.

“He didn’t ruin anything, I did and big time. Like worse than when you puked in front of your crush at the graduation party in high school.” You sadly laugh and before Jisung could yell at you for bringing that memory up you tearfully begin to explain what just happened between you and your frustratingly handsome roommate.

As you spiral Jisung interrupts with a chuckle of pure exasperation at two of his favorite people truly not operating with the shared braincell of your trio.

“So you two morons both like each other and covered it up with teasing like you’re in second grade?”

“Well when you put it that way we both sound pretty dumb huh? Please let him sober up with you and Wolfie while I try and make it up to him.”

He agrees and the familiar hang up tone of the phone call echoes in your ear. Just how are you going to make this right?

[elizabeaufort]

⏤ It is that time of the month that she needed to restock the groceries at home. Elizabeth wore a gym outfit, her hair tied in a messy ponytail, and her toddlers were at her side, 'helping her' with the things on the list. The Aussie picked a few things to do the house cleaning and threw it inside of the stroller, now it was time to get the snacks, she she already put what would be essential for eating.

Beau her son picked one of his favorite snack trail mixes. ❛ Mamma! Can I? ❜ He inquired, holding with his only good arm, because the other arm was with a cast. Liz smiled at her little, taking the snack from his hand. ❛ Sure. ❜ And put it inside the stroller, checking the list on her phone, and then Lilou looked at Alexander, and touched on his hand, and pointed to Tim Tams. ❛ Help? S'il te plaît?! ❜ The little towhead looked at him with sparkling grey-bluish hues with the same stain of heterochromia of Alexander in her left eye.

And Liz distractedly hit the stroller on Calder but the hit wasn't strong, only slightly, because she was super slow speed. ❛ I'm sorry.. I ⏤ ❜ She was about to apologize and saw him. Fuck! Not a millionth of years she thought she'd find him. ❛ Alex?! ❜

@alexcalder

[quokka143]

cities in the us I think skz would be from

♡ chan - seattle, washington

I will die on the hill that chan is seattle coded. he just fits the grunge aesthetic so well, and after he performed smells like teen spirit in seattle it just solidified it for me. skz music definitely has some grunge influences so I think he would have gotten his start in the underground seattle music scene.

♡ lee know - new orleans, lousiana

where the weird and the mysterious thrive, so too would lee know. his entire vibe is dark and alluring on the outside but once you look past the exterior you see someone full of resilience, strength, and endless things to discover and to me that's very new orleans. since he makes such a charismatic host I feel like he'd be hosting walking tours through the fernch quarter where he can tell some ghost stories here and there and maybe give the tourists a little scare for his own entertainment.

♡ changbin - jersey city, new jersey

if you say changbin isn't jersey coded you're lying to yourself. our loud, muscular king would fit in perfectly with the jersey gym and beach culture. I could see him going to the gym during the day and out to the clubs at night to shake his ass to his favorite songs with his friends.

♡ hyunjin - newport, rhode island

okay follow me on this one, I know this sounds a little obscure but for some reason when I think of hyunjin as someone from the usa all I can think about is him living in some new england town painting the fall colors or sitting on his porch in a seaside home painting the ocean. it seems so peaceful and I feel like that suits him.

♡ han - new york city, new york

hanji is so nyc coded to me and since the maxident trailer lives rent free in my head, here we are. like imagine him living in a little new york apartment while he chases his music producer dreams. every night on his way home he pops into the bodega down the street to grab something to eat and gives their resident cat a few pets before heading home to work on more tracks in his home studio.

♡ felix - miami, florida

I feel like our aussie beach boy just needs to be somewhere warm and sunny with a good nightlife and let's be honest, miami is the place for that. he'd probably spend his days at the local dance studio before heading down the beach for a swim to relax after.

♡ seungmin - portland, oregon

seungmin's entire vibe just screams cozy coffee shop on a rainy day. I could see him sat by a window reading a book and sipping his americano just spending the afternoon soaking up the warmth and delicious smells inside the cafe. he would probably have a favorite spot he always sits where he can gaze out the window and people watch.

♡ jeongin - los angeles, california

we already know jeongin is from busan, he's accustomed to beautiful beaches, colorful places to explore, and great food, so to me it makes sense he'd be from los angeles. I feel like he'd be working his way towards being a singer and maybe giving some vocal lessons on the side to help himself along. on the weekends he's probably exploring some new place to eat with his friends.

[aussiehomegym]

A squat rack for home from Aussie Home Gym provides a sturdy and versatile platform for strength training.

With adjustable height and safety features, it enables proper squatting and other compound exercises, allowing you to build muscle and increase overall strength conveniently.

[polijakefim]

Meet Travis the Aussie who's big Down Under BRIEFS ENCOUNTER THAT CHANGED 'CROC DUNDEE' KID'S LIFE As he scanned the Los Angeles horizon with just $60 in his pocket and beaten-up old shoes on his feet, newly-arrived Travis Fimmel had little idea of what fate held in store for him.

Just a year or so earlier, this latter-day Crocodile Dundee was running barefoot around his family's dairy farm in Australia and tearing about the bush on a motorbike.

Now Travis, 21, was on the verge of fame and fortune - but old habits die hard. As he walked into the offices of LA Models, he realised that he had instinctively slung his tatty trainers over his shoulder.

He needn't have worried. Model booker Paul Nelson cast a professional eye over the muscular torso topped with an angelic, boyish face - and signed him on the spot.

"He had a beautiful face, a very funny personality - it all clicked," says Nelson. "We helped him out with money and a place to stay. We believed in him from the beginning."

That was last April. The young man who used to milk cows to earn pocket money was months away from one of the biggest deals with Calvin Klein since Kate Moss made her name at the fashion house.

THE extremely well-endowed Aussie, now 22, is on a six-figure deal to front the underwear campaign that has sent ripples of desire and envy throughout the population.

Gazing down from a giant billboard in downtown New York, Travis is an Adonis clad in skimpy white briefs. His image is plastered on billboards and in magazines worldwide. A week ago, he was in London's Selfridges autographing underwear for fans.

But when he opens his mouth to speak, the words that come tumbling out are not in sync with his sex-symbol status. In his Aussie drawl, he says frankly of the huge poster: "I don't look at it, man." He is also quick to laugh off the idea of being an object of desire for many women - and some men, too.

"Can't take it seriously, mate. Embarrassing. Funny." Then with a cheeky smile, he relents saying: "It's good, it makes a lot of people happy."

There is no holding back the Aussie bluntness. He says of new boss Klein: "You'd think he'd be stuck-up but he's just so down-to-earth. He's rich as f***, though."

After appearing in a Jennifer Lopez video, he described the diva thus: "She's got a fat a*** but she's very nice." As for his instant success and the underwear shoots: "I felt like a p***k. I was very self-conscious I have to say, mate." Still, at least he did them. He once declared: "No way, mate, I'm not wearing jocks."

These days Travis has more "jocks" than he can use. Along with the year-long contract comes a supply of Calvin Klein pants: "I've got 500 pairs of them at home. I only have to wash about once every two months."

Travis grew up on his parents' remote farm 26 miles outside Echuca in Victoria. The youngest of three brothers, he worked on the farm and rode around on motorcycles and hunted foxes.

Proud mother Jenny says: "He would disappear and camp out for the night. Even now, he jumps on a motorbike and heads out to see what's been happening on the farm." She offers some insight into why her son is dismissive about his good looks: "He was small, the little guy, so it doesn't suit his character to make a big deal about his looks."

At 17, Travis moved to Melbourne to play football and study sport management at university. But hopes of a sporting career were dashed when he broke his leg.

It was while working out in a Melbourne gym that he was spotted by a talent scout from Peter Chadwick Model Agency.

Booker Matthew Anderson recalls: "He never saw himself as a star and I don't think he does now. He is either genuinely not aware of his appearance, or he's just playing it cool. It might be a mixture of both." Part-time modelling jobs took Travis from Melbourne to London. At 19, he dated then All Saint Nicole Appleton. But after a short affair, Travis dipped out of the limelight, dumping Nicole because she was "boring".

It was only a matter of time before he decided to try his luck in America. "Just to see the country," he says. "I keep saying: 'I am not a model, mate. It's just a job to make money to travel'."

After being plucked from obscurity by LA Models, the young Aussie found himself in close proximity to a number of leading ladies.

But his talent for speaking his mind appears to be almost as big as his talent for filling Calvin Klein's new Body Underwear line. He even describes playing the love interest in a Janet Jackson video as "cheesy". Today he lives in LA and is more likely to be found surfing the waves than trapped inside a gym: "I'm the most unhealthy person in the world."

Travis has also been spotted out with Hollywood beauty Meg Ryan, 40. The pair recently dined at Manhattan's Nobu sushi restaurant owned by Robert De Niro. They shared plates of raw fish and giggled like schoolkids.

But we'll have to wait to see whether a more mature woman can tame this wandering Aussie spirit. "Modelling is so boring," he confides. "It's meant to be glamorous but you sit there for ages.

"I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I might go home straight after this. I might go travelling again. My plan is to make a plan."Interview by Emma Hibbs

[carterstfu]

was that [ DREW STARKEY ] spotted in the lobby of the infamous arconia hotel? must just be, [ CARTER PRESLEY ] the [ TWENTY-FOUR ] year old [ BARTENDER + BOXER ]. whenever i hear [ EYE OF THE TIGER BY SURVIVOR ] it reminds me of them. [ HE/HIM ]  are known for being [ POSSESSIVE ] and [ SHORT-TEMPERED ] but they make up for that by being [ LOYAL ] and [ OUTGOING ]. they have been working at the arconia for [ THREE YEARS ] while they are visiting the big apple. we hope they enjoy their stay.

hi honeys, its your aussie admin sall here! i am super excited for you guys to meet my baby carter. he is a total sweet heart with anger issues. he is one of my favourite muses to play and i am excited to see what plots we come up with and i’m excited to start writing with you all.

CARTER’S BIOGRAPHY

TW: underage sub/dom relationship, grooming

carter presley. being born and raised in toronto, canada had it’s advantages but it also had its disadvantages and carter knew this. yes having a wealthy family and living in toronto was great and all but money doesn’t mean anything if you don’t have love in your household and that’s exactly how carter felt when it came to his parents. money to carter was just another materialist thing. he didn’t care much for it. most of his childhood, money was just another way to buy his and his siblings happiness, well that’s what his parents thought anyway. growing up he was far from happy, he had his housekeeping team and his nanny who would look after him, which he was so grateful for. it was hard growing up around other wealthy kids with their parents showing them all the love that he wanted for himself and his sibling. carter would never admit it to his sibling but he always though their was something wrong with them. why didn’t their parents love them and care about them the way others did to their kids. carter got to travel a lot around the world but mostly around the canada and united states with his parents because that’s what they thought he wanted. he was left on his own the majority of the time, but he loved seeing new cities and exploring them.

As the years went by carter noticed a change in his attitude and temper. he got to the stage where he was acting out, having abusive and aggressive outburst and half the time he didn’t know how to control it. one day, his nanny hadn’t put something away and he absolutely lost it and after that he knew he needed to do something about it. carter felt so horrible about his outburst towards her and he soon after did some research and decided that he was going to start boxing to try release some of the anger in his body and learn how to control it. from eleven years old he was boxing five days a week at the boxing centre and you could nearly always find him down at the gym at home on the weekends. his boxing first started as a way to release his anger. 

carter had just turned thirteen and a few weeks later his family hosted a dinner  party in honour of one of their friends. this upset carter because his parents didn’t care about his birthday and didn’t even celebrate his birthday but they could celebrate one of their friends.  even though he was upset carter attended the party and put on a fake smile. he made the appearance, socialised acted like he wanted to be there. he noticed that a particular female friend of his parents was showing him some interest. carter knew this lady quite well. after that night he became her submissive for five years. this was another way for carter to control his short temper. he ended the sub/dom relationship after five years when he was eighteen years old. he knew that this wasn’t the normal type of relationship people had but he never new anything else.

after ending things with his parent’s friend he thought this was the perfect opportunity to move away, start a fresh. get away from all the negativity of his parents. carter decided to move to new york city, the big apple. plus it would more beneficial for his boxing career if he wanted to peruse that. carter moved into an apartment in soho five years ago and he has loved every minute of living in nyc. it was also close to work. he started working at the arconia hotel three years ago as a bartender. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS

best friend

childhood friends

boxing buddy

neighbour

exes

new fling

protective friends

cousin

enemies

someone who knows his history with his parents

younger sister

work friends 

roommate

these are just some ideas, happy to brainstorm if none of these work.

[hearted-anon]

Favouritism isn't appreciated..

Words: 1.2k Notes: Ahh my first fic.. T/w : Rough tickles, being pinned (no restraints though!), Felix is upset, platonic relationships, we'll see bin in another life.. Lee: Changbin Ler(s): Hyunjin, Felix

Felix loved Changbin. To say love was probably an understatement, he was head over heels for the older. The brownie boy would go to any length to admire the rapper in his work, be it own a body pillow with Changbin's face on it, massaging his muscles to no end, confessing his love proudly or even outright speak that the dwaekki was his ideal type in men, Felix had an arrow practically through his heart at the sight of the man.

How unfortunate it was then, for Hyunjin's presence. Despite Felix loving Changbin to no end, he didn't stand a chance against the prince, whom practically won Changbin over by doing nothing. Of course Lix wouldn't mind, he loved all his members, but an overriding wave of jealousy overtook him whenever Changbin ignored the brownie boy's love for Hyunjin's miniscule amount of love that the dwaekki would drool over.

That's how he found himself sulking in the corner of his room, gaming his worries away to drown out his jealousy that chained his once angelic heart to the floor. It didn't help that he lost, only further tugging him into a pit of darkness by the tendrils of envy and being just in a terrible mood in general. To his utter dismay, or happiness, the artist that he was so envious of trekked into the room at that exact moment, wearing a concerned frown for the younger.

"What's wrong, Angel?" Hyunjin sighed, only further frowning when the brownie boy pouted at his presence.

"It's just...why does Bin-hyung love you more than me?" Felix furrowed his eyebrows at the thought, placing his headset down gently despite his feelings being the want of just throwing them out. But they were expensive; He couldn't do that.

"He doesn't though? He loves you just as much.."

"He fawns over you everyday but never does that to me!"

"C'mon now yongbok, don't be so grumpy over this.."

"B-But.."

"How about we teach Changbin-hyung the consequences over favouritism?"

And that was settled. Felix's pout turned into that sunshine smile once more, wide enough to split open the earth and melt anyone's heart who looked at it, including Hyunjin. The artist couldn't help but smile softly back at the cheered up Aussie, the feeling of wanting to cuddle him to death was almost unbearable, almost.

They both hunted down the oldest, who as usually, had made another home in the gym. Changbin stared in confusion when the duo walked over, sitting up from his push up position to pay more attention to his favourite sunshines. Oh poor Bin, if only he knew what they were playing. Felix resisted the urge to gawk at those muscles coated in sweat, he could feel his pre-debut self begging for escape at the sight, brought back to reality when Changbin let out a scream as Hyunjin tackled the older.

"W-What are you doing-?! Hwang Hyunjin!" The dwaekki yelled out when his arms were pulled up with ease and sat on by the artist, how lucky the duo was to catch their prey right it's workout, already worn out and perfect for their plan. Felix crawled over with an innocent smile, poking once at the perfect tummy he loved so much, earning a soft squeal.

"Do you know the consequences of favouritism, Seo Changbin? You've been avoiding me these past few days for Hyunjin, do you know how much that broke my heart?" Felix whispered, he felt his own heart weigh heavily at the words he tried to conceal as a joke. Changbin's face dropped to a frown and a look of concern, he would've coddled the boy in affection by now if his arms weren't held up by a certain ferret.

"I'm sorry Yongbok, I-I can make it up to you-" Changbin couldn't finish his sentence before Felix dug his fingers right into the centre of Bin's armpits, kneading the flesh akin to a massage. The dwaekki shrieked before dissolving into the cackles, still trying to apologise in the process, it melted the duo's hearts to see how guilty the rapper really was.

"Nah ah...don't be sorry, just take the punishment. Apologise again and you'll see..." Hyunjin whispered tauntingly, earning a nod of agreement from the sunshine like Changbin could reply under the cackles.

"LIX! P-PLEHEHEASE! I CAHAHANT TAKE IT! I'M SO SOHOHORY!" Changbin squealed and stamped his feet onto the soft tiles of the gym floor, the massage on his bare armpits exposed so nicely from the tank top he thought would ventilate out his muscles driving him crazy.

The duo only tsked in disapproval of the apology, the artist lifting up the rapper's shirt for a moment, exposing that cute tummy Felix adored so much to Changbin's dismay. But nothing happened, not to his tummy.

Changbin only realised how cruel the ferret could be when he felt fingers kneading and drilling at his hips instead, his entire bare torso left alone. It was all a ploy, to trick the dwaekki into thinking his stomach was next just to move to another terrible spot. Binnie threw his head back onto his own arms with another loud shriek, hysterically begging for mercy under his duo's favourite that wrecked him to pieces.

"Jinnie-hyung, do you think he's happier with us or one of us?" Felix asked the artist seemingly innocently, as if they weren't having the oldest cackling under their fingers for mercy.

"Hmm...I'm not sure, Bin-hyung, why not you answer?" Hyunjin giggled in response, switching to kneading right into the dips of the rapper's hips, driving him absolutely ballistic if Felix's massaging in his armpits weren't enough.

"BOHOHOTH! I LOHOVE BOTH OF YOHOHOU!" Changbin screamed out, tears of mirth starting to cloud his vision from the two pairs of hands wrecking him to pieces. He thought maybe that was the right answer, if only he knew how cruel sunshine's could be when they burned.

He was met with a buzzing sensation of a raspberry onto the top of his navel, then another on his neck. He presumed it was Hyunjin at his neck, and Felix at his tummy but he couldn't take it, he couldn't think straight. One last shriek and out his voice went, silently suffering under their lips and fingers that knew exactly how to get him to scream for mercy. Although the dwaekki's hands did slip from Hyunjin's grasp, they couldn't do anything, too weak for it anyway. Tears slipped down his red face to the collar of his shirt, shaking and trembling for mercy.

The duo eventually let up, Hyunjin getting off Bin's arms to rub soothingly at his torso, relishing in the hiccups and leftover giggles the oldest let out from the intense punishment. Felix on the other hand just took advantage of the tiredness, snuggling up in Changbin's chest promptly and properly massaging his shoulders. Changbin couldn't move sandwiched between Hyunlix, left to the giggling aftermath of the punishment he was sure he didn't deserve.

Maybe he did, as barely a minute into the cuddle he found himself smiling into Hyunjin's neck, earning a grunt from Felix which made him squeak and flush red from the memories of being punished beforehand. Felix chuckled and so did the artist in return, and soon enough the three fell asleep soundly on the gym floor, the softness of each other's chest being enough to soothe them, be it unhappy jealousy or aching guilt.

Changbin was definitely more cautious of his affection showing now, especially with a brownie boy hunting him down like a hawk who knew the benefits to being the rapper's favourite...

[twice-inamillion]

twice business Nayeon: make her own jellies (probably resell those from Aussie she likes) jeongyeon: probably a shelter for dogs momo: peach flavours dog treats Sana: a hamster selling business (idk like dog breeder I guess) Jihyo: GYM stuff store or a gym with a store Mina: penguin merch Dahyun: home made chocolate business Chaeyoung: a strawberry farm opened for visits for families when they are in season for picking Tzuyu: different sorts of dog accessors

and I think if twice had a business It would just be called twice inc (lame I know but meh)

That’s cute 🥰

I could see them doing that. I have Jeongyeon setting up a bakery and Tzuyu helping out. Volunteering at a dog shelter too.

Haha Twice Inc like Monsters Inc. good one.

[bergens-adventure-tours]

Week 1: February 12th-19th, 2023 // First Week Down Under; Time to revive the old blog…

Well, I made it!! Managed to stay sane during 32hours of travel time, got to experience running through the airport for fear of missing my next flight, read 1.5 books, slept 8+ hours, and survived my first Australian spider encounter!

I had my first full day on the 15th in Hobart, Tasmania, and it was truly such an incredible way to start off my trip!  My friend Alissa took me all around town while she ran some errands – got myself a phone number and bank account set up, checked out the local climbing gym (it’s 3 floors with the absolute coolest set ups!), explored the multitude of outdoor stores all in just a 2 block radius (I’m convinced DT Hobart is at least 25% outdoor stores), and visited one of the local zero waste stores (where I also got told to apply to their location…might land a job sooner than expected lol).

First full day also included getting Peg, my new home on wheels!! A 2003 Kia Pregio that has been given a lot of love and been on many adventures already; still got lots of adventuring left in her.  She’s pretty minimal right now, so while I’m staying in Tassie for the next couple months I’ll be getting her set up for my adventures on the mainland.

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The 17th was a pinnacle day for me because it involved some trials and tribulations… braving the Aussie roads in the middle of the day completely solo… That was an adventure in and of itself but I managed to get “petrol” (they look at you funny when you call it gas lol), go to a thrift store (up a very steep hill – involved practicing using the e-brake to start + not roll backwards lol) to get some things for the van, and my first Aussie beach – Kingston Beach! It was a HOT day (35˚C) so swimming was very much necessary, and I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Tassie waters are actually quite cold! Like Vancouver cold… I’ve also learned that the weather + temperature changes more frequently in a day than it does in Vancouver, so if you thought figuring out how to dress for a day in Canada was hard, just come to Hobart haha.

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Some other fun notable things from this week included getting back on the yoga mat for the first time in a month, bouldering at the local climbing gym, meeting a bunch of Alissa’s friends at one of their house warming parties, big 5-hour round trip to a nearby town to pick up some things for Alissa (lots of highway practice), and visiting a cute market called the Salamanca Market that happens every Saturday.  

This upcoming week is going to involve some camping and first time taking the van out for a proper mini adventure, so I’m really looking forward to spending some time really getting to know her and begin drafting up plans to make her more my own!

Stay passionate and curious, Hunter♡

02/19/2023