#I do like these brushes tho 🥹

[phagodyke]

forgot to text my stepdad happy fathers day and now my mum is mad at me LOL

[merlucide]

HAIRCARE!~♪

notes: ‘this alien stage x reader was sponsored by free time in the car’😌

characters: all characters

warnings: cursing, not edited/proofread (idgaf)

She’s always had long hair, and has always preferred it this way

She does her very best to keep the tangle free- but at the end of the day it’s full of knots

This is why she loves hair days!

She’ll lay down on your lap and be all happy with your fingers combing through her pretty long hair

It helps her unwind from the day, it’s because apart of her daily routine ig :3

She just likes talking to you about whatever

Then when’s she’s had her full of love and affection she’ll pamper you endlessly heh

Loves twirling your hair around and making up hairstyles

She can do anything you want for the most part! She’s a bit messy but it always looks good :3

She doesn’t style her hair really, aside from combing it or putting it in a pony

When her hair was longer fans had you put it in braids then :3

Honestly she doesn’t like people touching her hair, gets it all greasy and messed up yk?

But she doesn’t mind if you’d like to play with hers time to time :)

At your time at anakt you’d both sit underneath the trees there and try to intertwine the flowers into her hair.

Sua was better at styling flowers than you were tho heh

She likes twirling you hair around her finger :3

You could look at Till and think ‘he dgaf about his hair’ —but he actually does gaf 😭🙏 he wants to look cool okay?? His hair is important to him 

He takes like 5 minutes in total making sure his hair looks good lmao

It’s just perfectly messy ya’know? :3

He likes brushing your hair

It’s very soothing for him

If he’s feeling creative he’ll experiment around with different styles but mostly just brushes lmao

Don’t gaf about his hair

But he has to gaf about his hair 😔 sad thing

Gotta keep that image up yk 🥲

Normally he just combs through it and calls it good (on a normal day anyways)

Likes it to look pretty neat tho

He likes making a rats nest of yours though!

Kidding, kidding (kinda..)

Likes ponytails:)

But yeah he just fucks up your hair for fun basically

True love? 

Oh boy 💀 THIS diva

As the star that Luka is, his appearance is the most important aspect of his product (well following after his voice but YK-)

Bro has a curl routine n all

I mean he’s basically an influencer?? in a way?? So id imagine he gets free stuff

Anywho he’s a scruncher then he uses that curl thing (I’ll look it up later)— It’s a process

Prefers you not to touch his hair, will smack your hand away LMAO

But when’s he’s utterly exhausted and burnout he’ll put your hand on his head (if he has the energy too anyways)

Lukas not like 😭 an affectionate person anyways?- well it’s weird? He’s touchy but not, affectionate

Ya get it?

He might twirl your hair around but that’s kinda it 😭🙏 hate to be a dream destroyer

Well I’ll give some crumbs…heh..heh

S

When you two are lying alone in bed together— wether it’s after a photoshoot or what not, he’ll like creep up behind you and start caressing you hair

It’s a bit uncomfortable at first because you can just FEEL him burning holes into the back of your head while twirling your hair 😭🙏 sweating n shit

It’s relaxing for him anyways, when he’s tired but not ready to sleep yet yk

Hyuna 🤤 hair goals fr fr

She usually just has it down or in a high pony/braid tbh

Her hair is LONG AF and is such a pain to deal with so I’d imagine she just puts it up and calls it good

She washes her hair like once a week anyways (the shower is full of grime JUST from her hair 😭🙏)

She dgaf (yesss Hyuna 🥹🗣️)

She’s really great at braiding!! When she decided to put her hair in a braid one day you would NAWT shut up about how she needs to have it styled like that more often (and she did hehe)

Hyuna also collects trinkets— whenever she goes out on raids/bounties or wtv she picks up/steals (LMAO) anything that catches her eye (Like a crow! heh)

She always brings smth back for you, any shiny things go to you, only the best for her babe 😌

Now!- when you asked her to braid your hair you brought up the trinkets suggesting that you put it in the braids- like as accessories!!

And she liked that idea vv much ofc and planted little coins and charms tied into your hair :3

Your head legit looked like a crows nest lmao

But it looks so pretty!! Two fishtail braids with shiny things in your haiirrrrrr!

She was proud af of her work 😌

You both went person to person showing off your head lol

DEWEY (I love him plsss)

His head is full of tangles, but he insists it’s just apart of his ‘look’

His really not picky with his hair- just prefers redoing his roots before they get too-too grown out yk

Which of course you always help him!

He sits on the floor criss-cross in his white tanktop and sweats while you mix the blonde dye

He stays still for the most part, but gets antsy staying in the same position for too long

He justs yap your ear off while you apply the color loll

“Yah so, I tried 85 arm-curls which that went friggin’ awesome as expected-“ “Yeah then Isaac went blackout drunk- Ha it was hilarious” “I think the showers broken ‘cause when I turned it on purple shit came out-“

Since his hair is all sticky and wet he like makes his hair stick  straight up lmao😭

Tries to convince you to use the left over dye on Isaac lmao

While he waits for it to dry he begs you to let him do your hair

He tries to do a Dutch braid, but fails lmao

“WHY ISNT YOUR HAIR WORKIN’?!”

And ur like ?! Everything good back there ?!

He keeps trying until your hair is a literal rats nest lol

He just looks at his mess like ‘oh shit’

Ur so pissed at him and he’s like: 🥺

So he just brushes out the mess he made lol

Which it freakin hurt bc OWWW KNOTS

After it’s all brushed out he just did a basic braid and called it good lmao

Then you take him to the showers to rinse it out and in fact- purple did come out

Probably should’ve thought about that before you stuck his head under the shower head heh..

You ended up using the sink in the bar and everyone just sorta was like ‘uh, okay’

Just imagine Dewey laying on the counter with his head in the sink lol- def stained the counter

Bro shakes his head like a dog to dry off, THEN gets a towel

Smh

In reward for you hard work he gives you a big fat smooch heh

Then goes around base to show everyone his hair lmao

Successful hair dyeing day with Dewey id say!

(Dewey j love you please I need more of him yall PLEASE.)

ISAAC (I LOVE YOU TOO!!)

I mean he just puts his cap on and calls it a day sooo

Really couldn’t give two shits about it lmao

Doesn’t care if you mess around with his hair, so might as well go for it :3

You tried putting his hair into a piggy tail, which his hair is so short so it just kinda, stuck out 😭

He really does love playing with your hair :) it’s actually rlly cute he’ll be talking to a member and just be playing with your hair (the thought gives me butterflies gets me mushy SOB)

by the time he’s done talking to the person there’s like 6 little braids in your hair on on side 😭🙏

Best hair time w/ him is when yall are fucked up and tied from raiding and just lay together, you most likely on top of him

And he just holds ya and plays with your hair 🥹

Yall talk about the day, or some things you’ve been thinking about, just quiet words yk? :)

(Stop I’m like tweaking thinking about this wtf)

help so sorry for how short Till+Ivans is 😭🙏 no creative juice came for them (and I wrote theirs last so yk…)

Made December 20th 2024

[i2rizz]

hii ! Your last fic abt the bllk boys turning into kids was so good 🥹 do you mind doing a reo and Nagi version ??

Absolutely!

Tho i also added bachira and chigiri :>

Bllk Boys Turned Into Children Pt.2

Nagi Seishiro

You find him half-asleep under your blanket, looking like a sleepy little marshmallow.

“Huh? Y/n?” he yawns, rubbing his eyes. “Why are you so big?”

Oh. God. Nagi’s tiny.

He’s the same ol’ lazy boy but now he’s adorable about it.

“I don’t wanna walk. Carry me”

Refuses to be put down.

Clings to your leg like a sleepy sloth. You try to cook? He’s clinging. Bathroom? He’s at the door. You sit? He’s already sprawled in your lap.

“Can you scratch my back? And play video games? And feed me snacks?”

And if you say no? This manchild will look up at you with big, misty eyes and whimper, “You don’t love me anymore?”

By the end of the day, you’ve hand-fed him cereal, braided his hair because “you’re good at it,” and rocked him to sleep during a movie. He mumbles in his sleep, clutching your hoodie: “You’re my favorite buff”

You don’t even know what that means, but your heart is melted.

Reo Mikage

You come home to see a tiny boy standing on the kitchen stool in one of your designer hoodies, his arms swimming in the sleeves.

“I used the gold card,” he says. “Don’t be mad”

…He bought a bounce house. It’s already in the yard.

Reo is that rich kid energy even as a child—dramatic, pouty, and thinks money can fix everything.

But he’s also so painfully in love with you.

“Will you marry me?”

“Reo, you’re like seven.”

“I can wait. I’m patient. I’ll grow into my tuxedo if i don't turn back”

He shows you magic tricks (bad ones), wants to match outfits, and keeps trying to impress you with cartwheels (they suck).

But the second you call him cute?

His cheeks light up like he’s on fire. “You can’t just say that! I have a reputation! I’m classy!”

He throws tantrums when denied snacks but ends up sulking in your lap anyway, mumbling, “I just wanted to make you proud…”

You almost cry.

Bachira Meguru

You find him upside-down on the couch.

No literally. Upside-down. Hanging. Smiling.

“HIIIIIIIII~!”

You’re already exhausted.

Kid!Bachira is pure gremlin energy. He’s fast. He’s loud. He climbs everything. He won’t stop talking.

He makes up wild stories. “I turned into a kid ‘cause of aliens. They like soccer too.”

Runs around the house with your scarf as a cape.

Tries to draw on your face when you fall asleep.

But the second you look even a little sad?

He crashes into you with the fiercest hug and whispers, “Don’t be sad. I’ll fight the aliens for you”

Then cries when you say you’re proud of him.

At bedtime, he refuses to sleep alone and insists you tell him stories. When you ask what kind?

“Ones where we win. And I get to kiss you”

You choke on your water. He giggles.

Chigiri Hyoma

You find a small, red-haired boy sitting on the floor, frowning at your moisturizer.

He looks up slowly. “…Don’t look at me.”

Tiny Chigiri is just as prideful, just as pretty, and now—extra sassy.

He’s dramatic over every scraped knee, refuses to let you brush his hair (“You’ll mess it up!”), and gives death glares to your phone if it takes too much of your attention.

“I don’t need help,” he grumbles, dragging a chair twice his size across the kitchen.

But he does want you to sit and watch him do it.

The moment you praise him? His ears go pink.

“Not like I did it for you or anything…”

Sure, lil prince.

He still gets shy if you kiss his forehead but secretly climbs into your bed to snuggle at night, face buried in your side.

[niningtori]

clementine | preview

pairing: choi beomgyu x you

summary: after your explosive breakup and wordless, thorough disappearance from beomgyu's life, he's surprised to see that you've moved back to his town. when he happens to meet you again, beomgyu wants to apologize, maybe make amends for his unforgivable behavior, but he's devastated to find out that you've erased every memory of him. you don't want to remember him—or the love you once held onto so desperately—anymore. he knows that to be the case, so why is it so hard for him to feel the same way?

genre: angst, romance, potentially second chance, asshole!beomgyu to groveling! beomgyu (who saw this one coming...), inspired by eternal sunshine of the spotless mind tho i've never seen it and only know major plot points through cultural osmosis

warnings: angst, previous toxic relationship

word count: tbd

release date: really far in the future probably

notes: i received a request for this a while ago and i said i'd think about it then received an ask a couple of weeks ago saying another author was working on something based on the same movie. again, i've never seen the movie and i haven't read the author's work (or any new fanfiction rlly in the past few months cuz i haven't been in the headspace to enjoy it) so i will be making it up based off of the general concept of having memories of an ex erased. i said i'd wait to post it and i have every intention of doing so but i wrote this in a moment of inspiration and i've been posting previews so i thought i'd post this just as a teaser! it won't be out for a long time cuz i have so many wips and i don't want to be inconsiderate or invite weird, unsolicited comparisons. i just want to post previews bc i'm excited to get back into consistently writing after almost quitting 🥹

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it’s jarring, to say the least, to see an estranged ex you used to love more than anything else in any unexpected context; but it's especially jarring for beomgyu as he watches you chatter away on your phone in the middle of the cafe he finds himself in. he catches your eye for just a second before you look away, and it's like he can't breathe. after your phone call, you smile as you type away on your screen. beomgyu gulps, because he knows that since you two made eye contact, it would be weird to just leave and pretend he didn't see you, though that's exactly what he wants to do. besides, no matter how much of a coward he is, he can't keep living with his unspoken feelings when he finally has the opportunity to express them, no matter how resolutely you might reject them. he hesitantly rises from his seat and walks over to you with unsure steps.

“hey,” he says unsteadily. you look up from your screen and give a forced smile, a far cry from the easy affection you used to give him. only him.

“uh, hey?” you reply. beomgyu worries he did the wrong thing by approaching you, especially because you seem confused that he said anything at all. you probably expected him to exit the cafe without a word, and the thought that you thought that he, who was once completely and utterly in love with you, would brush you off so easily brings a sharp pang to his chest.

“i… i know it’s been a while, but i… i want to, um, apologize for… everything.” he wants to lay down and die at his awkwardness, but he's wanted to say these words for so long, and no matter how much he’s compelled to swallow them down and safely tuck them away in the home they've carved out for themselves in his stomach, he knows this is the right thing to do. especially since you blocked him on everything before changing your number. especially since you moved away without a word after your disastrous breakup. especially since he hasn't seen you in so long, and he doesn't know if he'll ever see you again after this. your eyebrows furrow, and he braces himself for impact. but no amount of contrived mental fortitude could ever prepare him for your next words.

“... do i know you from somewhere?”

notes pt. 2: might delete this preview so be prepared for that possibility 🫰 peace and blessings :,) but please don't be mean or weird like actually

[dearlenore]

hii i hope you're having a good day, i love your work <3

I was wondering if you could maybe write a short little thing about Spencer painting reader's nails ? like yk how it's harder to do your non-dominant hand .... and so Spencer sees her struggling and helps her do it.... idk sorry if this is weird...

This is so precious omggg😭❤️ I’m cryinggg! I gotchu sweetheart🥹💋

NAIL POLISH • S.REID

SUMMARY: when you find yourself annoyed at your the way your nail polish is turning out while using your non dominate hand, your ever so kind boyfriend offers you a little help.

PAIRING: gn!reader x spencer

tags: PURE FLUFF, reader wears nail polish, reader uses skincare / is implied feminine but not female

a/n: dad spencer is all that’s in my pea brain rn I should probably study tho… also you guessed it, peds surgeon reader 🥹

w/c: 0.7K

“DAMNIT” YOU HISS, tossing the nail polish brush back into the bottle like it had personally offended you.

The crimson polish on your right hand was perfect — sleek, glossy, and worthy of a magazine cover. But your left hand? A streaky, smudged mess that looked like you’d tried painting with your eyes closed.

You grabbed a tissue and started scrubbing the polish off your fingers, muttering under your breath.

“Rough morning?”

You glanced up to see Spencer Reid standing in the doorway, one eyebrow raised and that familiar half-smile quirking at his lips. His cardigan hung loose around his frame, and his messenger bag dangled off one shoulder like he’d barely noticed it was there.

“Ugh,” you groaned, tossing the tissue aside. “I swear, painting my nails should not be this hard.”

Spencer stepped closer, glancing at the battlefield of polish bottles and smudged tissues on the table. “You’re using too much polish,” he said, pointing at your ruined nails. “And you didn’t let the first coat dry long enough.”

You snorted. “Oh, so now you’re a nail expert?”

“Actually,” Spencer said, shifting into his lecture tone, “there’s a scientific reason why it’s harder to paint your non-dominant hand. Motor control is primarily managed by the brain’s primary motor cortex, which sends signals to your muscles through neural pathways. The dominant hand has stronger, more refined motor pathways because you use it more frequently for complex tasks. Meanwhile, your non-dominant hand relies on less-developed pathways, making fine motor skills — like painting nails — harder to control. Essentially, your brain isn’t as practiced in guiding those precise movements with your weaker hand.”

You stared at him, blinking slowly, smiling as you always did when he rambled

“…You realize you could’ve just said, ‘Yeah, it’s hard to use your other hand,’ right?”

Spencer’s smile widened slightly. “Yeah, but where’s the fun in that?”

You laughed despite yourself, shaking your head. “Okay, Professor Genius — since you clearly know everything, how about you show me?”

“Wait, what?” Spencer’s eyes widened. “I didn’t mean—”

“Oh no,” you cut in, grabbing a bottle of sleek black polish and pressing it into his hand. “You’re not getting out of this. If you’re so smart, fix it. I’m sure your 4 PHDS and 187 iq can handle glorified paint.”

Spencer hesitated, staring at the bottle like you’d just handed him a bomb. “I… I mean… I don’t know if I’m—”

“You’re not backing out now,” you grinned, patting the cushion beside you. “Come on, I’m desperate.”

With a defeated sigh, Spencer set his bag down and rolled up his sleeves. “Fine,” he muttered, sitting beside you. “But if I mess this up, I take no responsibility.”

“Deal,” you said sweetly, offering him your hand.

Spencer took it gently — his fingers warm and steady against your wrist. He picked up the brush, carefully swirling it inside the bottle before pulling it out and wiping the excess off the rim.

“You need thin layers,” he murmured, more to himself than to you. His brow furrowed in concentration as he swept the brush over your nail in one smooth, perfect stroke.

“Wow…” you said slowly. “You’re annoyingly good at everything you do,”

“I used to paint my mom’s nails,” he explained, not looking up. “On days when she was… struggling. It helped calm her down, and I guess I just… got good at it.”

Something softened in your chest. Spencer’s voice had grown quieter — careful — like those memories were something fragile.

“Well,” you said, a little gentler now, “you’re kind of a natural.”

He smiled faintly, focusing back on your nails. Each brushstroke was precise — steady, like he wasn’t just painting polish, but solving some intricate puzzle.

“So…” you drawled, watching him with a teasing smile. “Are you secretly living a double life as a nail artist? Should I start booking appointments?”

Spencer chuckled under his breath. “I’d make a terrible nail tech. Too much pressure.”

“Oh no,” you grinned, wiggling your fingers. “You’re definitely my new on-call manicurist.”

“I am not doing this every week,” Spencer warned, but you didn’t miss the way his smile lingered — soft and almost shy.

“Uh-huh,” you said smugly, admiring your newly perfect nails. “We’ll see.”

[tonysbed]

Die for you (6) | OP81

Oscar Piastri x Singer!reader

summary: It wasn’t oscar’s plan to be the one to fix your reputation and spice up his, yet here he is and..have your eyes always looked so..radiant and beautiful?

warnings: none

not proofread

series masterlist | previous | next

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f1gossip

f1gossip

Look who’s here alongside Oscar! Yn Yln makes her paddock debut!

user look at his smile 🥹

user her music is so bad

user black cat x golden retriever

user who’s who tho 😂😭

user adorable

user ewww she needs to go

user she is servinggg

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oscarpiastri followed yn

yn followed oscarpiastri

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yn

liked by oscarpiastri, landonorris, logansargent and 2m others

yn vroom vroom or whatever ☀️

user OMG

user Hard launch AHH

oscarpiastri 🏎️☀️

*liked by yn*

landonorris Lets gooooooo

mclaren papaya suits you best 😌

user they’re so cute

user we lost her 😞

alexandrasaintmleux 🩷🩷

yn 🩷🩷

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f1gossip

f1gossip Yn yln in the mclaren garage before the race and with Alexandra saint mleux (Charles Girlfriend) before the race)

user two red flags together

user why can’t we just be happy for them? Thought we were here for the racing??

user so cuteee

user the wags already including her 🥹

user she was even wearing oscar’s jacket 🤭

user slayy

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The energy in the McLaren garage was subdued, a stark contrast to the excitement that had filled the air at the start of the race. The celebration for Lando’s podium was happening just a few feet away, but you only had eyes for the figure sitting quietly on the edge of a workbench, his head in his hands.

Oscar looked utterly drained. His race suit was still damp with sweat, his hair slightly messy from where he’d run his fingers through it too many times. He hadn’t even bothered to take his gloves off yet, his fingers curled around the fabric at his knees.

This wasn’t just a bad result; this was his home race. The one he had been looking forward to for months. The one where he wanted to prove something—not just to the world, but to himself.

Taking a deep breath, you stepped closer and wrapped one arm around him.

“Hey.”

He leaned in a bit but pulled away and sat down with a sigh “Hey.”

You sat down beside him, close enough that your knees brushed. “Rough day at the office, huh?”

That got a quiet laugh out of him—short, humorless. “Something like that.”

You nudged him lightly with your shoulder. “You wanna talk about it, or do you just want me to sit here and make sure you don’t spiral into a pit of self-loathing?”

Oscar finally turned his head to look at you, eyes tired but soft. “Bit of both, maybe.”

You gave him a small smile. “Okay. Hit me.”

He exhaled, shaking his head. “I just… I had the pace. I know I did. And then—one mistake, and it’s all gone.” His fingers curled into a fist. “I had a chance at a podium today. Maybe even more, if things had gone right. But instead, I threw it away.”

You frowned. “You didn’t throw anything away, Oscar. The conditions were a mess. Half the grid struggled with it. You kept it together and still finished in the points. That’s not nothing.”

He scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, but ninth isn’t exactly—”

“Ninth is still points. Ninth is still a good result considering what happened. And most importantly, ninth means you didn’t give up.”

Oscar sighed, looking down at his hands. “I just wanted to do well here. For the fans, for my family…” He paused. “For myself.”

You softened, reaching out to gently take one of his hands in yours, prying his fingers apart before lacing them with yours. “You did do well. Maybe not in the way you imagined, but you fought for this result. And that means more than any perfect race ever could.”

He looked at your intertwined hands for a moment before squeezing yours gently. “You really think that?”

You tilted your head, giving him a knowing look. “Oscar, if I didn’t think that, would I be sitting here trying to knock some sense into you instead of sneaking free champagne from McLaren hospitality?”

That finally earned you a real laugh—quiet, but real.

Oscar sighed again, but this time, it wasn’t so heavy. “Thanks.”

“Anytime.” You squeezed his hand once more before letting go. “Now, do you wanna keep moping, or do you wanna get out of here? I heard there’s a pretty decent afterparty happening, and you did survive your home race. That’s worth celebrating, even if you don’t feel like it.”

He considered it for a moment before standing up, stretching his arms over his head. “Fine. But if you make me take tequila shots, I’m blaming you for tomorrow’s headache.”

You grinned. “Deal.”

And as the two of you walked out of the garage together, you could already see the weight on his shoulders lifting—just a little.

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f1gossip

f1gossip Yn’s reaction to oscar slipping onto the grass and loosing his podium place! She was also the first person by his side after he arrived at the garage.

user i’m so gutted

user this was so sad honestly

user melbourne curse once again

user both aussies had sm bad luck today

user Love them

user so glad he has her tho

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f1gossip

f1gossip Yn and Oscar at the after party tonight 👀

user he’s so awkward I can’t 😭

user awww the last pic

user hope he’s okay

user And now she’s forcing him to party

user What??

user she always needs to drink hm

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The Melbourne night was alive with noise—bass thumping from the club behind you, laughter spilling out onto the streets, and the occasional distant honk of a car weaving through the late-night traffic. The air was warm, the kind of sticky, alcohol-fueled warmth that made everything feel a little hazy, a little softer around the edges.

You and Oscar stood outside the club, waiting for your Uber, both swaying slightly from the effects of too many drinks. His arm had found its way around your waist at some point, fingers curled loosely around the fabric of your dress. It wasn’t the calculated kind of touch that came with your PR relationship—it was instinctive, natural, like he needed something to hold onto to keep himself steady.

You let out a soft laugh, tilting your head back to look at him. “You’re drunk.”

Oscar hummed against the side of your head, resting his chin on your shoulder. “So are you.”

“Yeah, but I handle it better.”

He let out a low chuckle, his grip tightening slightly as he leaned into you more, his other hand coming to rest over your stomach, fingers brushing against the exposed skin between your top and skirt. “Mmm. Debatable.”

The streetlights cast a golden glow over everything, making the world feel dreamlike. You could still hear the buzz of the club behind you, but out here, it was just the two of you, wrapped up in your own little world.

“You’re comfy,” he mumbled, voice sluggish with exhaustion and liquor.

You raised an eyebrow. “You’re literally using me as a human pillow right now.”

“Exactly.” He squeezed your waist lightly, his breath warm against your shoulder. “Best pillow ever.”

You rolled your eyes, but you didn’t move away. There was something oddly comforting about the way he held onto you, his hands lazy but firm, like he didn’t want to let go.

A car pulled up, headlights washing over you both.

“I think that’s us,” you murmured.

Oscar groaned but didn’t move immediately. Instead, he gave your stomach a little squeeze before finally stepping back, rubbing his eyes. “Fine. But I might fall asleep on you in the car.”

You smirked, grabbing his hand to tug him toward the Uber. “If you drool on me, I’m taking a video.”

“Rude.”

But he didn’t let go of your hand.

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I am so sad about what the fuck that race was. It was crazy but my osc 😞 Happy for lando but that was just..🫠

KIMI P5 THO!??

[mingoooossii]

Not calling ATEEZ hyung line by their nicknames.

warnings: fluff, a bit of angst? not proofread

a/n: also super old I'm just clearing out the drafts atp and i realised I haven't posted anything atz in a while and that's unacceptable 😤

ateez masterlist.

Hongjoong.

• side eyed you the first time you did it

• though he brushed it off, not thinking too much of it

• but then he starts to get kind of annoyed as you continued it

• what's going on?

• reflects on what he has done this past week but comes up with nothing strange

• even if there was, he trusts that you'll be honest with him

• so he concludes that you were just trying to annoy him

• and boy, he is annoyed. More than he likes to admit

• though he had always claimed to hate those 'silly ass nicknames', as he called it, you gave him

• he really misses it

• but he wasn't going to say that

• instead, he planned to make you give up. How?

• he just started ignoring you 😭 until you had to call him by his nickname to get him to respond

"... you're so sneaky..."

"And you're hanging out with Wooyoung too much."

Seonghwa.

• worried

• initially thinks that you did it accidentally

• but obviously that wasn't the case when you kept doing it

• worries thinking if he did something wrong

• were you annoyed with him? Did he do something to upset you?

• he couldn't really think of anything he has done, making him sort of frustrated

• did he forget something?

• he didn't want think too much so he decided to finally ask you

• "honey, did I do something to upset you?"

• faced with his concerned face, you instantly felt guilty for worrying him

• you didn't expect him to take it so seriously

• you spewed out apologies while hugging him, saying that you only wanted to see his reaction

• he's relieved now but also a bit upset

• but alas, he could never stay mad at you for too long

"... you're giving me early gray hairs..."

Yunho.

• ok so for context, you were kind of annoyed with him

• he had eaten that last piece of pistachio pastry that YOU were saving!

• you had already told him that before but you guessed he forgot it

• you knew he wouldn't have done that if he remembered and even if he did

• you knew that he'll buy the entire thing for you if you just mention it

• but you didn't, not wanting to seem petty (definitely not self reflecting)

• you couldn't help your behaviour though, you had a bad day so now it only annoyed you more

• he noticed almost immediately (hard not to when you basically wear your emotions on your sleeves)

• concerned but also a bit amused, he tried asking you but you just brushed him off saying 'it was nothing'

• it was never nothing

• but he quickly figured it out after seeing you sulking near the fridge. The cake!

• he booked it out of there after realising, saying that he'll be back soon

• you were confused but then gaped, seeing him come back precisely 15 mins later after buying basically the whole shop

• "Honey, I'm sorry...."

• so of course, you couldn't stay mad at his stupidly handsome smile and sweet self

"So if you forgive me then, can I have another bite?"

Yeosang.

• took him a while to notice it

• but when he did, he was mostly confused.

• maybe it was an accident?? You probably didn't realise..

• but then he kinda started to worry when you kept doing it..

• wonders if he did something wrong, thinking you were mad at him

• it doesn't really mention it tho, not wanting to accidentally upset you anymore..

• though it's obvious that he's sad

• looking like a kicked puppy. you could just the imagine the droopy puppy ears on him 😭

• you felt so bad and immediately hugged him saying that you only did it to see his reaction

• and then proceeded to shower him with affection (his little shy smile as you do 🥹)

• he wasn't upset but just glad that you weren't mad at him or anything

"So you weren't mad at me?"

[melhyan]

"The fiery and the fanged: A Karlach/Astarion fanart"

Hey everyone! So, this is my very first time diving into Karlach/Astarion fanart from Baldur's Gate 3, and honestly… I’m still not sure how I feel about this piece 🥹. But hey, the vibes were just too good to resist!

Medium: This piece is a mix of watercolor on paper (yes, real brushes and water!), colored pencils, and some digital tweaks in Krita for the finishing touches. Let me tell you—getting the textures right on Karlach’s armor and Astarion’s outfit without smudging everything? THAT was an adventure in itself!😂

Karlach (our badass tiefling queen with a heart of gold) was such a joy to work on! The red hues were a challenge, though. Do you know how hard it is to find the perfect balance of demonic red without going full tomato?🍅 Her laugh here is totally her “live life to the fullest” energy, and I wanted that to shine through!

Astarion, on the other hand, was my comfort zone. His elegant, snarky vampire chic vibe let me go wild with the swirly embroidery on his tunic. (Also: white curls for DAYS, people! 😍)

Funny process note: The number of times I got Karlach’s horns and Astarion’s hands tangled up in the sketch phase? Embarrassing. Truly. If there’s an art god for tiefling horns and vampire hugs, I hope they forgive me.

I’d LOVE to hear what you think—does it capture the chaotic, unlikely friendship-turned-romance vibes of these two? Or is Astarion just too done with Karlach’s wholesomeness? (I mean, look at that hug—he’s a little into it, right? 🥺👉👈)

Also, PSA: my commissions are open! If you’d like something similar (or completely different—wild OC concepts, soft romance scenes, fantasy landscapes, you name it!), feel free to reach out!💌

[unknownati]

heyy hope you’re doing well! requests r open & i was wondering if you could do a stm w ekko evolving him and his s/o or a friends to lovers trope going roller skating ? :!!

like pls tell me you’ve seen those videos of ppl roller skating .. anyways thxs for the consideration, i luv your work <3

ix. skate to me!

a/n: TY!!! THIS IS SO CUTE LOLOLOL

dance based of this tiktok, idk if i'm feeling that song for this fic tho 🤔 imagine whatever song you want

*the song i attached was also not the song i imagined for the dance but it fit the fic...if u ask me i was thinking abt drugs n hella melodies by don toliver

guys iwas reading my old writing from like my notes app n why am i kinda getting worse at it LMAOOO

warnings/tags: gn!reader, no use of y/n, no desc of reader's physical features, fluff + suggestive (really it's just the dance but i dont see it as THAT sexual 🌚), reader is a beginner roller skater, modern!au, teaching you how to skate 🥹, friends to lovers, slow dancing (backpacking is the actual term...whoops), ekko locking tf in, to fw this fic or not fw this fic...good question!

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ekko regularly went roller skating with powder, vi, claggor and mylo. and lord, was he a show off.

powder would be skating around in her own world, humming to the music, then here comes ekko zooming by backwards, crouching down, AND on his phone.

he acted humble about it, but humility only goes so far when you're two steps from doing a backflip on the floor. regulars started to build a reputation up for him as "the trick guy" because of it.

anyway, one day the six of you were hanging around in powder's room when you overheard mylo ask, "we still on for thursday?"

you perked up. "what's on thursday?"

"oh," vi shrugged, pink locks brushing against her brow. "we're all going skating together."

powder's arms draped around your shoulder. "hey, you should come with. you busy?"

"no," you hummed, "but i don't know how to skate."

the weight of knowing glances being shot around the room smacked you like a ton of bricks, and once again you felt left out. you opened your mouth to speak up but claggor, wearing a smug grin, cut you off.

"ekko'll teach you."

ekko fumbled with his pen, spinning to face the group. "huh?"

"yeah," vi chips in. "you'll teach them, won't you?"

ekko's eyes land on you, his lips tugging into a sheepish smile without even knowing it. "of course!"

͙͘͡★

the first time you joined them was the first time you'd ever skated, ever.

low neon lights paint the room, flicking through hues with each beat that pounded through the speakers. a glimmering disco ball spun lazily at the center of the skating rink.

ekko stepped on the slippery floor backwards, hands cupping yours. he pulled you forward and your upper half moved, but your legs didn't.

"c'mon!" he urged, drawing you closer so you didn't fall.

"i'm coming..." you croaked, trying to convince yourself more than him. your eyes remained glued to your feet.

he raised a brow and he leaned into your space. "hey," his breath tickled your ear. "i've got you."

you swallowed and awkwardly stepped onto the floor. wobbling legs mimicked those of a newborn fawn, your body lurching forward to find its balance. embarrassing, a voice rung in your mind. you heard laugh above you and it irritated you.

"ekko, help me! don't just stand there!" you scolded. ekko's fingers began to ache from how tight you gripped onto them.

"you won't learn!" he insisted. "listen, if you lean forward, all your weight will move forward. stand up straight!"

yeah, fuck all of that.

your hands abandoned his, desperately searching for a sturdier anchor. his shoulders, of course! you braced yourself on them, propelling yourself upright. every limb in your body grows stiff, your gaze meeting ekko's.

at no point did you register how close you were to him. chest to chest, nails clawing at his hoodie, faces only a few inches apart.

ekko however, was violently aware.

ekko cleared his throat, hands awkwardly floating at his side. his gaze darts everywhere except for towards you. he didn't wanna just grab on you, not without asking first—fuck, you looked amazing under the lights—but you needed help and you wanted to learn and—

"ekko?" you called for the third time.

"sorry. we'll, um, take it slow, okay? i won't let you fall. i promise."

you've only realized this now, but ekko was...kinda cute.

͙͘͡★

you attended the skating sessions more frequently after that. a quick learner, you were. after a few weeks you started to get the hang of skating on your own without clutching onto ekko like your life depended on it.

he'll never admit it, but he missed having you so close.

the distance had you two constantly staring at each other on the floor, shooting each other smiles. they were flirtatious and shy, too nervous to go any further.

with you starting to separate on the floor came you seeing just how much of a show off ekko was. backwards, sliding on the floor, speeding around the rink, twisting with vi to create some insane shape—didn't matter. it was for fun, sure, but he loved seeing the impressed look on your face more than anything.

͙͘͡★

you trail far behind ekko on the rink, still not quite as fast as him. he twists around to face you, arms open, beckoning you over.

pushing off the ground, you speed up to him, barely avoiding a collision. your body clashes with his, almost sending you both tumbling down. you erupt in laughter after finding your balance.

"i knew you'd learn," he comments, the distance between you two growing ever so slightly. your hip bumps his.

"all thanks to you," you coo. his lips press into a line, slipping against each other. should he just tell you? he's been holding it in way too long, now would be the best time, right?

"☆, i—"

"this next song's for all my couples on the floor," the dj's voice boomed out in the speaker. ekko looked around in confusion, looking at the dj booth near the front, lo and behold, powder was behind it, her hand covering her mouth as she spoke to him.

you moved with the threat of departure, then paused once you heard the slow intro to the song. "oh, but i love this song," you murmur in disappointment. once the dj played a song during a session, he would not play it again.

ekko hesitates to speak. "we could...dance anyway?" you glance over at him, glassy umber eyes begging you to not skate away. "...can we?" he tacks on.

you'd be crazy to say no.

your foot makes its turn, wheels sliding across the floor as you faced ekko. it starts casual; just skating, swaying to the music, eyes closed while you just let you and the music get comfortable.

ekko, on the other hand? a wreck. he could only keep his cool for so long. with you moving closer, closer, closer, he was about to fall apart. he kept glancing behind him to 'make sure he didn't crash into someone' but if he had the choice he'd keep his eyes fixed on you forever.

you caught on to ekko's feelings for you a while ago. albeit, it took multiple teasing glances from the rest of the group for it to start to click, but once you realized that you had him wrapped around your finger, that chance was taken and ran, no, sprinted with it.

your hands finally met, which is when you opened your eyes.

"hi," you chirp.

"hi," he parrots, tone dripping with something you can't quite place.

half-lidded eyes watch in awe of how effortless you made everything look. he needed to catch up, couldn't leave you dancing on your own.

as the song started to build into the chorus, ekko started to follow your lead. a lazy game of cat and mouse—chasing the direction of your body. his arm raised, readying you for a twirl that you were waiting for.

your fingers rotate between his and you make it halfway through the spin before you trip on your front wheel. your back lands on his chest.

"sorry," you gasp, heart racing from almost falling. his heartbeat drums against your shoulder.

"no, it's okay," he reassures. his wrists perch atop your hip bone, your arms crossed in front of you.

your eyes meet his above you shoulder. smooth, brown skin tinted a deep red over the lights, small twinkles curving around the planes of his face. slowly, your hips grind back into his. it was impossible to feign innocence at this point.

ekko almost chokes on his spit, but by no means is he against it. the slow wind of your body against his had the room spinning around him. it takes him...multiple seconds, but he starts to move with you, stretching your arms into the air, exposing the fluidity of your movements.

although his anxiety was eating him alive, he rocked with you ever so slowly, arms swishing back down. his hand glides on your upper thigh, chin resting on your shoulder. you crane back on his opposite shoulder, free hand raising to cup the back of his neck.

it felt like nobody else was in the building at that moment, music drowning out behind your heartbeats thumping in your ears.

you lock eyes, both of you stealing glances at the other's lips.

ekko was frozen, caught in the intricacies of your facial features. to be fair, you were losing the ability to breathe the more you stared into his eyes, but it seems ekko is losing brain cells. so, fine. you'd do it.

your noses collide at first, sending you back to his shoulder. like two teenagers. no time was set aside for any apology from either of you after you finished snickering, guiding him by his neck to finally let your lips meet.

the rhythmic beats in your chests synced, the world blurring around you as your movements slowed to a near stop. with each presage of the kiss stopping, your brows knit together and the hand cradling his neck pressed ever-so-slightly down. urging, pleading him not to let the moment end.

it was delicate, and maybe lasted longer than it should have, but it spoke every word that the two of you were too scared to say.

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during your dance, mylo's mouth flew open with a yawn.

"man, i just wish they'd get it over with and kiss."

"be patient!" powder snapped, leaning on the table, anticipation literally having her at the edge of her seat. she's been waiting for this moment for months, praying for the day that you two just suck it up and admit it.

vi leaned across the table to whisper to claggor, eyes remained fixed on the two of you. she chuckled. "ekko's too nervous to—holy shit."

[tokyomanjirider]

mikey headcannons bc i said so. :3

platonic:

-mikey refuses to believe hes wrong unless draken, takemichi, or shinichiro says so even at that depending on the situation he still gets mad

- after toman meetings he def js rides around and ends up dropping by draken, takemichi, or y/ns house

- emma likes to make snacks like fruit and stuff for mikey and mikey will act like hes embarrassed but when hes in his room hes so happy bc well, food,

- after the tenjinku fight mikey cried bc he lost izana even tho he knows he hated him and this time emma saw and cried with him

- constantly drops by takemichis at any hour and lets himself in, takemichi gets scared sometimes bc well the door was locked..

romantic:

- mikey wont cry with you unless its something he physically cannot keep to himself, he doesnt wanna be seen as weak

-WILL cling like a koala in private and SOMETIMES in public depending on whos around, most of the time wont show pda in public bc hes either worried someone from a different gang will target you, or his friends will make fun of him *his friends do but jokingly, peh tried to make fun of him and mikey gave him that serious unserious death glare*

- comes over sm you have extra clothes, pillows, blankets etc, he even has his tooth brush and some toman stuff there

-after meetings if you werent there hes gonna sneak in, sometimes you get scared when you see mikey in your bed bc you dont exactly register its him yet, until he looks slightly irritated after you accidentally wake him up "oh...i should have known, sorry mikey 🥹* you HAVE to cuddle him back to sleep or he will wake up in a bad mood

-will randomly take you out of school for the day and either js drive around getting snacks or go back to your place taking naps

-doesnt really do pet names in public either will occasionally say "babe, love" to show you off but overall finds them a little weird

[choccy-milky]

Im here to confess that my brain has a genuine reaction each time I see a drawing of Sebastian with anything black around his wrist. Idk why but I love it when he has a watch or when he’s wearing those black bracelet things

LMAOO SAME ANON...idk why this is, but it just is😩 (i blame rodrick heffley)

@writingsoftarnishedsilver aw THANK YOUU!! im glad you like my art and that you've joined the collective brainrot here on tumblr BAHAH🥰 ik theres been some hubbub lately but the fandom is rly nice and welcoming i promise!!🙏i hope u have a good time here and dont feel intimidated or scared or anything!🥹💖

@kaviary-blog THANK YOU MY SWEETIE DARLING😭💖💖ILL KEEP BEING UR BUDDY AS LONG AS I BREATHE😤u couldnt get rid of me if u wanted to.... but ty again for the positivity and support this was so sweet and i am sending all of that energy back at u!!🫵🫵🫵🫵💖💖💖

@fulminare-within-her-soul aw THANK YOUUU that means so much especially coming from another writer!!🥹💖 AND YES OF COURSE CLORA WOULD LOVE TO AND ID BE HONOURED!!! nobody has to ask permission to draw clora EVER. im fr, yall could seriously draw her doing ANYTHING and id be like... hell yea, thats my girl, look at her😎👍 bahaha THANK YOU AGAIN AND YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL NIGHT/DAY AS WELL💖💖💖

THANK YOU ALL IM GLAD U LIKE MY ART!!🥹😭💖 @dariliondar-blog the program i use is clip studio paint and the brush i use (for lineart) is a clumsy pen from the assets store! ive been using this pen since the very beginning/for all of my lineart, i just love it idk, its easy to control and i like the texture, tho it can be a bit rough/messy. though another lineart pen i started dabbling with recently that i really like is bulky g-pen, i used it for my 9 page comic and really like it!! for colouring though i use different brushes literally EVERY time bc im so inconsistent/indecisive 😭so i cant help you there im sorry BAHAH 🙏

[skelliko]

Hi Skelle! ☆ How r you? I hope you have a nice day/night! 🫶🏼 I want to request something.. my request is can you make like a full (not a mandatory) headcanons of how the guys will act if they have a crush on someone? Like how they behaviour will change, how they first meet the reader immediately think “yep, she’s the one”, where, and overall how sappy they can get when they have a crush 🥹 i would like them with baji, kazutora, chifuyu and haitani brothers.

Feel free to ignore this if you feel this is too much cause I don’t wanna stress your cute 🧠💐🎀🩷 brain 🧠💐🎀🩷

Lmao

a/n: hope this is okay, sorry for the wait. i didn't intend to make these all be in a school setting, I had tried to do some in a workplace but It's all I could think off without making it basic 😕

★-Tokyo revengers

๑-context: first interaction + how they act/feel with a crush

๑-featuring: Baji, kazutora, chifuyu, ran, rindou

°- kazutora hanemiya

-- kazutora was forced to stay behind the classroom to finish his work that he hasn't done, the teacher was sat in front of her desk doing whatever a teacher does there while everyone else but him exit out the room. however when you were on your way out you slickly slid a small, folded up piece of paper on the side of kazutora's desk which certainly didn't go unnoticed by him.

-- his eyes went right at you and watched as you walked away almost expecting you to look back at him but you didn't. to then occasionally glance at the teacher to make sure that she doesn't look up as his hand slides towards the note to carefully and quietly open it up. anything could have been written on the note but since he was so focused to not get caught his mind was blank and didn't assume anything right away.

-- the piece of paper held all the answers to the worksheet that he was supposed to complete. to avoid any suspicions from the teacher he immediately placed it flat on the desk underneath his palm to collect himself and not get too ahead of himself, I mean what if the answers are incorrect and your setting him up for longer detention? eventually he risked it and wrote down all the answers that you had given him and handed in his work. and sure enough you become a life saver there, he was able to get out of there quicker than he first anticipated.

-- eventually he came up to you "hey, thanks for the... you know. but why'd you give me 3 incorrect answers? thought you were supposed to be smart" he said it in a almost teasing way, not upset at all about the incorrect answers. but you replied with "because no one would believe you to get them all correct without being forced to do them again" and that right there is the moment that he realised what kind of smart and mischievous person you are, enough that you've captivated his thoughts for the rest of the day and onwards.

• normally he'd get pissed off when forced to stay behind in class, but now, his mind is flooded with you that he's getting stayed back more and more just so that your hand can brush over his desk and give a semi warm piece of paper that you've held safely in your palm on the way to his desk to get him out of a situation that he put himself in, it almost feels like holding your hand. are you aware of what he's doing? probably, but that won't stop him. he also keeps all the pieces of paper even tho they serve no purpose, but knowing that you were the one that gave it to him changes the perspective of those little scraps.

• he has a major urge to be around you, he's craving your presence and voice and he always feels some sort of ache is in body from just thinking about seeing you once the weekend has passed. also the same thing goes for craving your physical touch such as a tight hug or maybe even a scalp massage but he knows that won't happen any time soon but the crave is still there, it's like a maladaptive daydream.

• he also looks at you different compared to others, with you it seems like kazu is looking at an angle with gorgeous white wings and a stunning outfit, whereas with others it seems like their just ants. big difference there.

-- sure you've been in his class for a while but that was the first time you've actually interacted with each other, other than a quick eye contact from looking around the room. there's always that one classmate that you haven't talked to but once you do it changes so much more than you first intended.

• he feels his emotions to a certain extreme level and cause of this he tries to hide it as much as he can otherwise he grows too expressive without realising it. and that can easily make his feelings seem obvious if not tamed correctly. he tries to act casual despite his stomach is turned into a butterfly sanctuary, his palms are grown sweaty, and his breath is held in to get rid of the feeling of jumping about and smiling like a complete idiot. mentally hes turned into a little kid with red cheeks just because his crush smiled at him, someone give the kid an ice pop otherwise he'll overheat. no seriously he's burning up like a fever just being near you.

°- Keisuke baji

-- Baji was getting into some sort of escalating argument after school had ended, him and two guys were getting a little rowdy but because of Baji being in his nerdy disguise at the time he couldn't risk in making a scene

-- but then that's when you butt in and stand by Baji's side. it was certainly a shock to suddenly see you appear beside him and hear you verbalise your opinion and defend him like that against these two delinquents even though he could have easily defended himself despite the circumstances, he could have walked away and led them somewhere else but no, you brought yourself into the bickering before he could act on it

-- Baji was gonna speak up to cut you off and try and get you away from the slight hazardous situation but you certainly had a lot to say and that just caused him to keep quiet. were you not scared? if you weren't for yourself then he was surely scared for you. he wasn't mad at you for getting involved, instead he somewhat gained respect for you and he had to hold back in smiling.

-- though he obviously couldn't let the situation keep going so he had to quickly drop the whole argument by speaking over you and basically drag you away by your sleeve gently. his feelings didn't grow immediately right there and then but they did develop quickly over a short period of time.

• thinking of you? his cheeks are sore and he brings a hand up to his mouth to suppress it and as if to hide it even though there's no one around to hide his smile from. he doesn't know why he does that but he just does.

• if someone were to be told that baji giggles when you message him they wouldn't believe it, that whole image for them is nonexistent when it comes to Baji, wouldn't even consider it. but this man really does, he tries to stifle them and keep a calm exposure however when he's laying down on his bed he has a wide smile plastered stupidly on his face and when he feels an excited, giddy feeling he can't help but feel a small laugh escape. when he tries to hold them back it almost feels like his chest is being tightened. your suffocation him without even being there, imagine a potential news title 'baji Keisuke suffocated due to feeling giddy about a crush'

• not much of an artist, can only actually draw simple outlines of certain objects such as pain flowers or stick men, but that doesn't stop him from picking up a pen or pencil and start to doodle, nor does it stop him to have your features flash in his mind and him draw you as a stick figure or even a wobbly blob. he sometimes zones out in class when doodling and when he catches himself in drawing you he quickly scribbles it out before anyone or you sees.

°- chifuyu matsuno

-- its raining outside on a school day and you don't have an umbrella nor a hood to cover yourself so due to that you chose to stay behind in your empty classroom to wait out the rain just so you don't get soaked. you chose to stay behind and do something captivating that it even caused you to lose track of time, luckily Chifuyu walked past your classroom and saw you there, it's at least a few hours past school hours (don't ask what he's still doing here)

-- he curiously came up to you and mentioned it however even after those few hours the rain hadn't left and it was still pouring the same weight as it had at the start, and due to the sudden passed time you had no choice to head home even if it means getting drenched. but upon chifuyu hearing your reasoning, there was no way he was gonna leave you walking out in the cold rain while he had a perfectly good umbrella, even if he wanted to leave he just couldn't bring himself to.

-- so he did the first thing that came to mind and that was to try and offer his umbrella to you. at first it seemed convenient for you but then the thought of him going out in the rain with nothing bothered you, so obviously you declined. bit of "no it's fine" here and there but after some of those you both came to an agreement to share it.

-- halfway through with you both walking underneath the same umbrella and chatting away to avoid the awkward silence he walked you home without you realising, he had to turn a corner ages ago but willingly chose to stay with you since you both were having an interesting conversation. and sure enough, thump-thump-thump his heart is racing, ever since then you've been on his mind.

• he feels so much about you, butterflies in his stomach and the need to move around because if hes sat still he'd probably snap in half from the excitement that he can't handle when the thought of you appears. he can explode from the overjoy of interacting with you as if it's a rare thing to happen even though it really isn't, you're just that special. he definitely jumps around and about in his room and punches the air silently whilst trying not to cause too much noise. making a whole new cardio work out.

• whenever he's reading his manga and romance comes in he can't help but picture the two characters to be you and chifuyu. he flicks his eyes between the two characters repeatedly even if he's been on the same page for 5mins, he'd still play out the scenario of them being you two. I mean that whole first encounter almost seemed too cliché to not have come straight out of a movie with unrealistic standards. but no, it all really did happened which causes his mind to go in places that you two are almost casted together and made to talk, as if the universe is setting you both up.

• passing your classroom at any chance he gets just to try and get a glimpse at you but while doing so his heart paces like hes just ran a marathon, he hasn't even seen you yet but the anticipation is killing him. and even when it rains on school days again hes not heading straight home but instead he's making his way to your class to see if you're there again waiting for the rain to leave, always hopeful and wishing that you're empty handed without an umbrella or a hood.

°- ran haitani

-- your in an empty room scribbling something in a sketchbook, using both hard and light pencil strokes. doesn't bother ran at all that you're here doing your own little thing but what actually does is that you're sat in his usual seat. normally he wouldn't try to intervene, especially if it's something this petty plus he wasn't all that desperate to stay here for long but even then, he still walked up to you.

-- first instinct that you had when hearing his footsteps was to close your sketchbook shut before looking up, clearly you don't want no one seeing your personal work/drawings. this little thing perked ran's interest, he doesn't know much about art in the form of paper and pencil, but he's still intrigued as to why you chose to hide it that it made him forget about his petty emotion of you sitting in his seat.

-- in short term, he ended up seeing a few of your pages and the reason for it is cause you despise your own work, despite continuing drawing in your own time you seem to always criticise yourself and think harshly on them. but in his eyes he can't help but be in awe of them, he cant understand what's so bad about the drawings. next thing you know he's asking for a drawing of himself, you didn't seem too bothered by the idea as you were about your skill wondering if you could even pull it off but ran managed to convince you.

-- sitting in a chair in front of you as a muse, meeting eye contact as you looked at his features repeatedly to get the right shape of his eyes, nose and lips. him purposely moving a little to see if you'd say something about it and trying to peek over your sketchbook book to see your progress only for you to move it away out of embarrassment. it took a short while but finally seeing himself on a page in dark grey lead made him feel something, not necessarily a major attraction but appreciation even tho he's the one that pressed on the idea.

-- and that's when the butterflies hit, it's a major delayed reaction but the giddy feeling hit after being the muse and grasping the fact that you were able to draw him this well from you analysing his features, something about this made him more seen than he already is. maybe a confidence boost? who knows, even he himself can't figure it out exactly other than feeling warm from the inside out about you.

• no matter how hard he tries to relax around you he always feels blood rushing in his body making him become tense whenever you two have an interaction as small as just saying hi to each other, and once you both pass he sighs out air as if you've caught his breath and didn't let go, though he also ends up smiling after that sigh but it's more or less a mix of a nervous and happy smile, one that makes you to be unsure if you're supposed to be excited or scared.

• i reckon hes a yapper once he gets comfortable enough, anything that comes to mind he can talk and talk about it with you like his life depends on it, but once he's finished speaking he only then realises the things he's said and regrets it all even if the topics he's talked about aren't all that bad but he still gets embarrassed of himself for letting himself get carried away like that to the point where afterwards he speaks in a much shallower tone "...I don't know why I said that, ignore that" it's kinda cute tho.

• you got him twisting and turning, losing focus in certain activities and even his sight of where he's going. at some point he was walking but his eye view was so focused on you that he ended up walking into the metal, water foundation and he had to embarrassingly play it off hoping that no one had seen the doofus walk right into it as his head was turned 80° in your direction.

°- rindou haitani

-- you and him happen to share the same taste in music and favour the same band/Artist, he knew this by overhearing a conversation you had with someone and that made him perk up a little but not enough for him to engage in the conversation. he'd silently listen in to hear what your favourite song is and guess if your a hardcore fan or just a regular

-- despite rindou not being the one to come forward about the mutual interest that you both have, it was you that needed up going up to him after hearing his music escape though his earphones from how loud he set the volume to be. sure he was a little embarrassed after you mentioned it but once you both started talking about the band, something had opened him up as you talked about it with enthusiasm while he was agreeing with everything that you were saying and adding his own little comments, you were both constantly on the same page.

-- hes gained a small interest in you but not enough to catch feelings and be attached, there's plenty of people with the same interest as him and even though he can't find many it doesn't mean that you should be on top of the list. yet.

-- those previous, tamed feelings were immediately thrown out the window after hearing you sing his favourite song when you thought you were alone, he didn't mean to intrude but when he quietly walked in a room to get something he ended up hearing your voice singing along to a favoured song, you immediately became his favourite cover. your tune and enthusiasm had him captivated and stuck. he didn't get the item but instead but he stood outside of the door listening until you stopped.

• when you suddenly appear and make yourself known he gets a little spooked and drops whatever he was holding in his hands (mainly depends on what the item is, as in if it's not fragile and just a pen) its the type of scare that makes his mind go 'oh shit they're here, act cool, act cool' you can just walk into the room and when Rindou looks up to see you its like his whole body does a nervous shut down for a split second. he's normally not like that at all so when that became a common occurrence he swore he was starting to become insane.

• only you're allowed to touch his glasses or gloves or in fact anything that belongs to rindou. sure his brother is an exception but that's to be expected. if anyone else tried to touch his stuff he'd more than just swat their hand away like an annoying pest, but with you? he feels warm and giddy about you picking his glasses up and trying them on yourself, heat rushes up to his face but he always tries to act cool and casual. he just can't shake the thought that you've worn his glasses that he's wearing right now, it almost feels like getting a high five from your favourite celebrity.

• anyone would probably assume Rindou to be a little heartless from him occasionally being nonchalant around others and sure that's true enough but with you? he's flustered, cannot specify enough of it, poor man can't even go a day without his lungs constantly shifting in volume from the way you get him so nervous. he's even grown to stutter a little, not a whole lot but enough for it to be noticed once in a while and each time he looks back on the sentences he's said he always cringes at himself.

 ♡----

[walpu]

Hello, first of all i want to say i really like your work and your writings 💞 Can i request some sickness headcanons with Aventurine when dating reader? Preferably hcs about how he would act if he was the one sick, and if the reader was sick. Thank you!

Thank you so much 🥹

Hope you'll enjoy it!

sickness headcanons with Aventurine

characters - Aventurine notes - gn!reader, hurt/comfort, no beta

I think Aven has a weak immune system due to the hardships he faced as a child. It's quite easy for him to catch a cold even if the weather is nice.

Hates it with a burning passion.

I mean it always sucks to be sick but he hates it for a bunch of other reasons as well.

It's time-consuming and he's a busy person, that's what he tells everyone.

And while it's true, the main reason is that he simply hates being so weak and vulnerable.

He has a private doctor who treats him but Aven doesn't fully trust them either.

He usually just takes his meds and tries to walk it off. Not like he can afford to take a day-off anyway.

When the two of you start dating and you notice that he doesn't feel well, he would try to brush it off. No big deal, baby. Just a bit tired. If we cuddle I'll get better <З

He trusts you, he truly does. However, it doesn't mean he wants you to see him miserable, weak and with a red stiffy nose. He doesn't like this image of himself so what if you won't like it either?

If he has a fever he will try to distance himself from you. Doesn't want you to get seek as well, he truly doesn't wish to be a cause of your discomfort.

Plus, what good can he give you when he's like that anyway? A bit off-topic but I just keep thinking about his "you can use me however you want me even betray me <З" line and his lunar new year card where he's like "yeahhh if you spend the day with me you'll be lucky for the rest of the year soooo" babygirl i promise you don't need to bribe me or be convenient just to have some company

Would never refuse your care though. Simply can't do it, he's a weak weak man. May whine a bit at the beginning, trying to convince you that this is not necessary, but as soon as you sooth him and maybe kiss his forehead he gives up completely.

Suddenly forgets all about the possibility of you getting sick if you keep being too close to him, will cling to you like a kitten.

"Your cuddles are the best medicine~" my ass.

Would follow all of your instructions even if they're questionable.

Wants to be spoon-fed too. Anddd tuck him in. And kiss his forehead. And stay by his side until he falls asleep.

He's needy okay. He never had anyone who would care for him when he's so weak so he cherishes every moment. May even get a bit upset when he's feeling better.

Would ask you to look after him for a few more days juts to make sure he's 10000% okay. Keep dotting on his tho because what if he'll get sick again because of the lack of cuddles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If you're the one who's seek he'll overreact.

Like even if it's the smallest thing, he'll insist on calling his own private doctor to check on you.

You're the best thing in his life, his promised dawn. Of course he'll look after you. Even if looking after you means being a clingy mother hen.

No excuses, he'll take care of you. Even if you have seen worse. Even if you're very busy. Even if it's not that big of a deal.

The problem is. He's never looked after a sick person before.

His every attempt to nurse you back to health is overwhelming. Tries every single method he can find in the internet so please stop him if needed.

Insists on cuddling you all of the time. Generally tries to do everything you do for him when he's sick since you're literally his only example.

If you receive too many work-related phone calls from someone he would not hesitate to pick up the phone before you and say that yeah y/n is busy right now, they are sick, so the optimal solution would be for the caller to deal with their own problems, surely they are not so helpless to rely on a sick person to do everything for them :)

Just wants for you to be alright as soon as possible.

[locomoqo]

Fineee, heres my long buried deep wish😤😤😤 (hope u dont get bored of writing him tho🥹)

Can we get yandere!reader x goo? Could be nsfw in any~ kind🤭💕 thank u in advance love💛

sweet obsession

— goo kim x reader

details: NSFW content, fem bodied reader, yandere!reader, goo is into the possessiveness, clothed grinding, teasing, sexual provocation

A/N: HI HI HIIII PRETTYYY, i hope i got this righttt <33

You watch as Goo waves off a girl trying to get his number. You really hate bars—too many people, too much noise, and always, always some idiot thinking they had a chance with him. Your fingers flex around the bottle in your hand, nails pressing into the label as you take a slow, measured breath. It’s fine. It’s fine.

Except it’s not, because the woman isn’t taking the hint. She leans in again, touching his arm, flashing a smile like she’s so damn special.

You set the bottle down, walking over to him. The second you step closer, Goo’s eyes flicker toward you, and that familiar, lazy grin spreads across his face. Like he was waiting for you to step in. The woman’s frown deepens as she notices his shift in attention.

“Babe.” Your voice is warm, sweet—like honey dripping into tea. You slip an arm around Goo’s waist, resting a hand on his stomach, nails teasing along the fabric of his shirt. “Didn’t think you’d keep me waiting this long.”

Goo snickers, looping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you in without hesitation. “Aw, c’mon, baby. You know I’d never make you wait on purpose.” His voice dips low, his breath brushing your ear. The woman stiffens, her eyes darting between the two of you.

“Oh—I didn’t know he was taken,” she says, shifting awkwardly.

You smile. It doesn’t reach your eyes. “Yeah, he is.”

Goo hums, amused, as he watches you. The way you cling to him, the way your fingers tighten just a little too much against his shirt—he knows that look in your eyes. You don’t like sharing. And it’s so cute, really. You always try to play it cool, but he knows better.

The woman mutters a quick goodbye and scurries off, disappearing into the crowd. You don’t even bother looking at her. “You’re so tense,” Goo murmurs, fingers ghosting over your lower back. “Jealous, baby?”

Your lips curl at the edges as you tilt your head up at him. “I don’t get jealous,” you say smoothly, hands smoothing down the fabric of his jacket. “I just don’t like pests.”

He grins, teeth glinting under the dim lights. “Ohhh, so that’s what we’re calling them now?”

You hum, slipping your fingers into his. “Come on. Let’s go home.”

Goo lets you lead him out of the bar, his smirk never fading. You’re so fun to mess with, but what really gets him is knowing—you don’t even realize how obvious you are. You think you’re subtle. You think he doesn’t know.

Oh, but he does.

And he enjoys every second of it.

The second the bar door swings shut behind you both, you don’t wait. Goo barely has time to blink before you shove him back against the wall of the dimly lit alley, fingers curled tight around the front of his shirt. His grin is all teeth, sharp and entirely too entertained.

“Oh?” he drawls, tilting his head. “That bad, huh?”

“Do you enjoy making me pissed?” Your grip tightens.

Goo chuckles, hands lifting—not to push you off, but to trace your wrists, a slow drag of fingers that sends heat curling in your stomach. He leans in, his breath warm against your lips, and fuck—he’s still smiling.

“Nah,” he hums, mock-thoughtful. “I just really, really like it when you get like this.”

Your nails dig into his chest, and his smirk only widens.

“Possessive,” he muses, rolling the word on his tongue like a sweet he wants to savor. “Kinda hot, not gonna lie. So? What’re you gonna do about it?”

He’s provoking you. Daring you.

And you always take the bait. You never hesitate.

Fisting the front of his stupidly expensive shirt, you yank him forward, crashing your lips against his. Goo laughs into the kiss—the audacity—but you swallow the sound, sinking your teeth into his lower lip just to hear the sharp inhale that follows.

His hands are on you in seconds, big and greedy, gripping, roaming, pressing. He lets you take control for a moment, lets you devour him like he’s yours to own—because he is. You make sure he knows it, the way you tug his hair, the way you press your body against his like you’d crawl inside his skin if you could.

“Damn,” he breathes when you break away, panting, pupils blown wide. His tongue flicks out to taste the sting you left on his lip. “Jealous much?”

“What do you think?” you murmur, trailing your fingers down, down, just to tease. His smirk twitches—oh, he likes where this is going alright. “I think,” he says, voice huskier than before, “you should take me home before you do something illegal out here.”

You drag your lips up his throat, feeling the chuckle vibrate against your mouth. “And if I don’t?”

“Then I’ll just have to make you.” He says with a tilt of his head, the glint in his eye nothing short of wicked. You only glare at him, and for a minute, it’s just a heated staredown. The next minute is just a heated makeout session in his car while you’re both trying to get each other’s clothes off. You shift, just enough to straddle his lap, the tight space making the move even more intimate. He hums in approval, hands sliding down your waist, squeezing. “Ohh, someone’s in a mood.”

“You started it.”

“Damn right, I did.”

His lips crash into yours, hungry, feverish, messy. The leather seat creaks beneath you as he shifts, pressing up, pulling you closer—like he needs you. His fingers dig into your hips, guiding you, grinding you against him, making you feel exactly what you do to him. The car windows fog up in seconds.

"Baby," he groans, tilting his head back against the headrest, hands tightening their grip on you. God, he looks good like this—flushed, reckless, needy. You roll your hips against him, slow and deliberate, just to hear that sound—the one Goo doesn’t make often. That low, breathy groan he barely lets slip between clenched teeth. The sound of a man who isn’t used to being pushed to his limits.

But tonight? You’re setting the rules.

Goo tips his head back against the car seat, a lopsided smirk tugging at his lips even as his fingers twitch against your waist. “Damn, babe,” he rasps, voice rough with something needy. “Didn’t know you had this in you.”

You drag your nails down his chest, feeling his breath hitch. “You’re mine, aren’t you?”

His grin widens, sharp and teasing. “Oh? Is that what this is about?” His hands slide up your thighs, slow and taunting, but you grab his wrists—pinning them down. “Shit,” he exhales, letting you push him deeper into the seat. 

You smirk, rolling your hips again—harder, slower, crueler. Watching the way his jaw tightens. The way his breath stutters just a little. “You like this, don’t you?” you murmur, leaning in, “You love it when I make you feel weak.” Lips brushing against his ear.

Goo laughs, but it’s breathless, edged with something dangerously close to surrender.

“Babe, you can do whatever you want to me,” he grins, voice a little rough, a little wrecked. “You already own me anyway.”

[scented-morker]

Enha when their idol!partner has a wardrobe malfunction

established relationship, gg!reader, 857 words, requested!!

Heeseung

He was so happy to see you performing his eyes were literally glued to your every move

Sorry to your members, you're basically a soloist to him

But this means he noticed immediately

Honestly he knew it was gonna happen before it did— the strap on your top kept getting tight and digging into your shoulder during the more powerful parts of the dance and he knew it wasn’t gonna hold up

And behold, mid dance break it snapped

He felt so bad that he couldn’t do anything to help

Afterwards he gives you lots of kisses and comfort, telling you how professional you were and how he didn’t even notice

Jay

Mans is STRESSED

Literally he said something before you even went on stage about how flimsy your strap looked

And it was worse bc it was a one shouldered top and the other side had like the clear one

Which means when the one broke your shirt stayed on but the whole fabric flapped down

Literally the worst fear of your life, you thought you were about to flash the whole audience 🫣

His jaw is CLENCHED

Literally so so tense the entire rest of your performance

Complains after about how irresponsible your stylists were while stroking your hair and complimenting you

Jake

Poor guy is just so confused

He was so busy staring at your pretty face he didn’t even notice your outfit

He saw your eyes widen and then the panic set in

and he’s just like ?? What happened

It isn’t until you go to sing your solo part and you’re literally using your hands to hold the front of your shirt up that he realizes

FREAKS OUT

Literally turns to the boys next to him and is like

Yn’s shirt broke?? Did you see that?? What happened??

Afterwards he gives you his jacket to wear over the broken top (even tho your manager yells at him)

“Baby don’t even worry about it! The audience would have been so lucky to get flashed by you!!”

Sunghoon

Hoon.exe has stopped working

He is FROZEN in the audience watching you keep performing

In his mind he’s trying to think of anything that he can do to help but there just isn’t anything

Like in his head he’s all “if I run up on the stage and jump in front of them-”

But he knows he can’t so he just stares while internally screaming

Finally feels like he can breathe again when one of your members fixes your zipper but doesn’t fully relax until you’re off the stage

Doesn’t even bring it up when he sees you after because he doesn’t want you to be embarrassed, but if you bring it up he’ll just brush it off like “What wardrobe malfunction? I didn’t even notice.”

But he secretly treats the member who helped you onstage 😆

Sunoo

He’s so animated

Like he lets out a literal gasp when it happens and covers his mouth with his hands, eyes all wide and panicked

Gestures to his shoulder to try and tell you that your strap broke (AS IF YOU DIDNT ALREADY KNOW)

He can tell you’re really upset about it, noticing how your eyes are really shiny during your ending fairy

He’s so sweet when he sees you after

Bone crushing hug, and he’s not gonna let you go until you’re feeling better

Will let you cry on him if you want, but spends the whole time whispering reassurances in your ear about how good you were and how well you handled it 🥹

Jungwon

He did not trust your top AT ALL

It was a summery little halter top, but it tied at the back of your neck and that was it, no security straps or anything

When he sees your shirt start to droop he immediately realizes it’s come untied, but you don’t notice until it’s practically falling off

He’s literally like vibrating in his seat, he’s so stressed bc WHY WOULD YOUR STAFF THINKS THATS A GOOD IDEA???

Proud of your leader when she pauses to retie it onstage, even if it messed your timing up a bit

He’s mad FOR YOU afterwards, and makes sure to repeatedly tell you that it wasn’t your fault

From that day on he visits before every single performance to tie your top himself

He will MAKE SURE it’s not coming untied again

Riki

He was so focused on your dancing that he didn’t notice at first

Like “okay yn get it yes slay”

And then all the sudden you’re only dancing halfway bc you’re using one hand to LITERALLY HOLD YOUR SHIRT CLOSED

Like it tied in the back and came undone and now you’re just holding on for dear life

He makes a surprised pikachu face like 😮

Because how does that even happen? Like yeah the boys have had issues before but not a whole shirt about to fall off???

Of course you’re FREAKING out after and he’s just like “your dancing was so powerful even your shirt couldn’t handle it”

But that’s all he says about it, opting to distract you instead— playing games together and goofing around to make you feel better

[astroyongie]

Hello! Could you do how ateez/nct would react if their crush kisses or confesses to them while drunk?👉🏼👈🏼🥹

Let's go with the one which inspired me

Ateez Reaction to Their Crush Confessing While Drunk

Hongjoong

As soon as you, his long time crush starts confessing, he feels his heart rate spike. His brain goes into overdrive, trying to process whether you are really being serious or if it's just the alcohol talking. Hongjoong's face turns red, he stumbles over his words, and he awkwardly tries to deflect, not wanting to make things worse or uncomfortable in the moment. But honestly he is very happy that you have confessed to him, and he is somehow scared that you forget about it tomorrow once the alcohol is gone from your system.

Jungho

Even though the confession catches Jungho off guard, his first instinct is to make sure you are okay, since you are so drunk that you can barely walk straight. He gently helps you sit down on the couch from Wooyoung's apartment (he was the one throwing the party anyways), and he offers water, softly reassuring you with a nervous laugh, "Let's talk about this when you're feeling better." Jungho would whisper to you but inside, though, he's screaming with excitement. he tries not to get his hopes too high tho.

Wooyoung

His mind is racing, but outwardly, Wooyoung tries to keep it cool. He might laugh it off nervously at first, even thinking that you are just fucking with him. He even goes with saying, "You’re just drunk!" but secretly, he’s over the moon. Wooyoung then decides to help you sober up as he spends the rest of the night wondering if your confession was real while he gives you water and helps you get tucked to bed

Mingi

He's so flustered that he can’t even make eye contact with you, as he is too shy to even begin this conversation. Every time Mingi looks at you and your drunk self, the way you are laughing and having fun, he feels butterflies in his stomach. Instead, he pretends to be deeply focused on something trivial, like why is Wooyoung currently dancing half naked on the table or like a nearby plant, as his crush, you, flop on his side in the couch and keep talking about your love feelings for him

Yunho

This man goes quiet, completely unsure how to respond to your outburst, since you are drunk and he knows drunk words are often just from the excitement of the moment. You might even think he didn’t hear you, but in reality, Yunho's just lost in thought, thinking about all the interactions you both had, wondering if he missed signs of your feelings before. He might softly say, "Do you really mean that?" but then you are throwing up in the bathroom and he is deciding to perhaps wait until tomorrow comes to have a talk with you

Yeosang

To mask his own nervousness, Yeosang teases you playfully after your drunk confession, “Are you going to remember any of this tomorrow?” and as you nod, there’s a soft blush creeping up his face, and his smile is just a little too big. Yeosang will replay the moment over and over in his head, even after the teasing and hey, maybe you are sharing a bed tonight after all

San

San thought you were fucking him over but as he noticed your serious blush drunk pout he is smirking. In a rare moment of bravery, San leans in close to your face and say, “Well, I like you too,” hoping you are not too drunk to remember his words. San figures if it was the alcohol speaking, he can always brush it off later, but if not… this might be his chance to finally get you where he wants you the most.

Seonghwa

After hearing the confession that you have so drunkly blurbed out, he spends the rest of the night overthinking everything. Seonghwa worries if you will regret saying anything when you sober up tomorrow, or if you will start to act like it never happened. He might text a Hongjoong afterward to get some help as he is overanalyzing every word you said. He just won't believe you like him that way