#I hope u like it adi!

[ijustdontlikepeople]

🌺vibe check moodboard🌺 @sunfleursky

[kadhal]

losing my mind

[love-belle]

lo mein kayamat tak hua tera !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which everyone knows that they want each other, except for them and it's time that they change it.

or

for when you find out forever waala love. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // f1 x platonic!reader // aditya roy kapur x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - this is for my desi f1 fans and desi f1 fans only ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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username Y'ALL PLEASE TELL ME U SAW HER IG STORY 😭����

-> username NOT Y/N SOFT LAUNCHING

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landonorris giggling

-> yourusername i will giggle ur ass CHUP ( shut )

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username 4ever giggling at the fact that aditya was the first person y/n hugged after her podium and they ALMOST kissed like 😭😭

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-> yourusername a bit but i like your commitment

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-> yourusername OH !

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-> username DUDE GET UP 😭😭😭

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-> sidmalhotra actually there's no "leng" in "lehenga"

-> adityaroykapur 😐😐

-> username someone lock away sid PLEASE

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adityaroykapur glad you liked the jhumkas ❤️

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adityaroykapur chand theri roshni ka halka sa ek saya hai ( the moon is just a slivery shadow of your light )

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-> username omg

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adityaroykapur black and white

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lewishamilton target audience reached 👍

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-> username LMAO 😭😭

username giggling oh my god

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georgerussell63 plagiarism

-> adityaroykapur you told me to post this ???

username screeching no one's doing it like him

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sidmalhotra as y/n says "what's the square root of 64"

-> adityaroykapur 8

-> kiaraaliaadvani ATE !!!!!!!

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sidmalhotra this why you had to go to the beach itni subha ( early morning )

-> adityaroykapur i brought you breakfast chup ( shut )

-> username soulmates 🤞🤞🤞

usernsme live love laugh aditya roy kapur

yourusername woah

-> adityaroykapur thank you ???

yourusername you're sooooooo

-> adityaroykapur ???

-> yourusername hey bhagwan ( oh god )

yourusername be my munda kukkad kamaal da ???

-> adityaroykapur is this your way of asking me out

-> yourusername idk is it working

-> adityaroykapur absolutely, i'll see you at 7 meri jaan ❤️ ( my life )

-> maxverstappen1 what just happened

-> landonorris did they just

-> pierregasly oh my god

-> charles_leclerc it was that easy ?

-> georgerussell63 we just had to get him to post shirtless pictures. wow.

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yourusername he's my sataaye manaaye rulaaye hassaye all in one ( i don't know how to explain it, these are lyrics from a song "maahi ve" and basically it says that he troubles her, makes it up to her, makes her cry and makes her laugh, so like all in one )

tagged adityaroykapur

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landonorris still mad i wasn't notified in advance

-> yourusername stay mad

-> landonorris you don't GET it i had to find out through COMMENTS

username in love with them oh my god

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sidmalhotra finally ‼️‼️‼️

-> yourusername no thanks to u

-> sidmalhotra badtameez ( disrespectful )

kiaraaliaadvani don't listen to sid, I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU I LOVE YOU BOTH I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR AGES FOR YOU BOTH TO GET TOGETHER OMGGGGG

-> yourusername KI I LOVE U SO MUCH WE CAN FINALLY GO ON DOUBLE DATES LIKE WE PLANNED ☝️☝️☝️☝️

username sid and aditya on a double date obviously with kiara and y/n

-> username need to see this happen immediately for mental health purposes

username everyday i wake up and see some shit like this. why does the universe hate me

username i wish y'all blocked me before posting this (IM SO HAPPY FOR U OH MY GOD)

username me preparing to spot aditya at EVERY gp this year bc i know my boy is not strong enough to leave y/n for more than 27 mins

maxverstappen1 he breaks your heart, i'll nail gun his.

-> yourusername alright edge lord no more wednesday for u

-> username CRYING 😭😭😭

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-> username what the story behind aditya and the jhadu photo ( broom )

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adityaroykapur PRETTY word is real and it belongs to her and her only

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adityaroykapur making my pupils dilate

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adityaroykapur my phone just did a backflip

-> username lord when will it be me

adityaroykapur i have NEVER made you cry

-> yourusername false u called me a daayan yesterday when i had my hair down ( witch )

-> adityaroykapur BECAUSE YOU LOOKED LIKE ONE

-> yourusername WOOOOOOOW.

adityaroykapur we're cute together or whatever 🥰

-> yourusername whatever 🤨

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-> adityaroykapur what happened to "sheesh mahal na mujhko suhaye tujh sang sooki roti bhaaye" ( basically the hindi version of "i like shiny things but i'd marry you with paper rings" )

-> yourusername that's very rich coming from u considering ur roti looks like a different country every time

-> adityaroykapur wow.

username in love u don't get me

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adityaroykapur i promise to take photos of you forever if it means i get to be by your side. lo mein kayamat tak hua tera ( i'm yours till the end of the world )

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-> username ARIJIT SINGH writes songs about them more like 😭😭

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-> landonorris she got no game 😞❌

-> yourusername still pulled a bitch before u

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-> adityaroykapur ...

username crying bc we're gonna get aditya at EVERY gp like im not even wrong bc that man's down BAD for her

-> username simply existing gf 🤝 obsessed bf

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-> adityaroykapur we'll haunt sid together 🤝

-> yourusername OMGGGGG YES

-> sidmalhotra MEINE KYA KIYA ( what did i do )

yourusername why do u always catch me off guard i look so bad 😭

-> adityaroykapur jhoothi you look perfect ❤️ ( liar )

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[jebetwo]

FROM TWO WORLDS

profile one : cuties gathering (minus YN)

kang yn: 21, decelis transfer, english major, works at teatime cafe

wonucat: yn’s priv … scary place

lee sohee: 21, business major, intern at Lee Corp,

yang jungwon: 20, english major, is the reason why yn got hired at teatime

kim minju: 22, photography major, intern at Park Inc

masterlist ⋆ next

adie yaps : i rlly hope u guys get my cuties gathering joke bc like double meaning yk they’re all cuties and they’re gathering bc they’re a group BUT THEYRE ALSO DK STANS 🤯🤯🤯🤯 anyways that one is for my fellow carats out there … ALSOOOO first smau im so excited i hope u guys r too!!

[bekolxeram]

I always roll my eyes when I see people be like "well tommy HAD to have been flying the plane" cause like. all you were doing is talking about reality vs the show like why r people so pressed about that. like I'm an emt and I do that all the time cause I think it's fun to talk about the realities of ems care vs tvs depiction of it. I'm not saying the show is bad or whatever i just like talking about emergency medicine and how tv gets it wrong alot. anyways I appreciate u talking all about aviation its really interesting and I hope ur not too disheartened by people being weird cause I love reading ur posts about it <3

Hypothetically, the show decides to film an emergency where a huge chunk of an airliner's roof tears off. The whole plane is basically hanging by a thread, one engine fails and the landing gears are not secure, but somehow the pilots manage to make a successful landing. What is it? An open top plane instead of a bus? The writers are running out of ideas.

Or what if it's an Airbus with a faulty auto-throttle that needs constant monitoring by the flight crew. When the captain is holding onto the throttle, he just happens to have a heart attack and lets go, now the plane is banking to one side because the malfunctioning auto-throttle has rolled back one of the engine. Oh wait, the first officer is more used to flying Soviet planes and their altitude indicator has a completely opposite mechanism comparing to the western one. (Western ADI shows you the horizon, Soviet ADI turns with the plane) So the first officer turns the wrong way and crashes the plane. Wow, really? A Final Destination parody?

Or maybe a FedEx employee tries to commit insurance fraud by hijacking a cargo plane, killing the pilots with a hammer and a spear gun then crashing it to hide the evidence. The first officer, suffering from brain injury due to the attack, decides to fly the DC-10 like a fighter jet to help his equally injured colleagues subdue the hijacker. He first makes a sudden steep climb, then a sharp roll to the left until the plane is flying upside down, and finally dives so quickly it's approaching the speed of sound. Somehow they manages to land safely and the attacker is arrested. Did the writers get the wrong memo and wrote an action movie instead of a plane emergency?

Except I didn't write all these to mock the show, these are actually Aloha Airlines Flight 243, TAROM Flight 371 and FedEx Flight 705. (The FedEx DC-10 was later repaired and it flew until December 31, 2022. Amazing.) Sometimes real life is stranger than fiction, and it is fun to talk about, I think you understand exactly what I mean. We all get to learn what works, what doesn't, and what is surprisingly realer than we thought.

Even the shark on freeway call people keep bringing up to prove how crazy, how unrealistic the show is, well, there is a place called Florida, and everything that can happen has happened there.

This shark didn't bite anyone though, it didn't survive the crash. :/

I actually started writing about real life pilot training and how hard it is to fly a helicopter because of the discourse going around back then claiming Tommy didn't deserve a medal because he did nothing. "It's not real, it's a TV show where anyone can do anything, anyone can drive that helicopter lol." I wrote about the difference between helicopter pilots and fixed wing pilots because I found the contrast between them interesting, and Tommy's characterization is aptly appropriate for someone who flies helicopters professionally. I even worked that into a little headcanon of my own, about Tommy dating an airplane pilot in the past and the difference in lifestyle and attitude that broke them up. I've never forced anyone to accept my explanation as absolute fact, it's always about my interpretation of Tommy's character. People can ignore top/bottom debates, D/s discourse, KINKTOMATO, right? Yet I say Tommy doesn't fly a 4 engine air tanker (but he's still super badass as a helicopter pilot, I wrote a 3 part series just about how dangerous and difficult the cruise ship rescue mission in 7x03 is), people just feel the need to tell me I'm wrong, to express their displease of me obsessing over tiny details, or simply "shut the hell up". Adding a disclaimer and creating a whole tag for people to block wasn't even enough. It's just... discouraging.

I don't know, I just hope the show never goes full Fire Country (2022-). It misrepresents real life firefighting so bad that CAL FIRE chief publicly condemned the show. The president of CAL FIRE's union even made an unsuccessful attempt to sue the show and later released a statement basically saying "we can't force them to do anything, but know that we have nothing to do with the show." I just think real firefighters spending the whole afternoon talking to the news about how dangerous and impractical it is to dump bunch of water over a crowded urban area, then immediately after that 911!LAFD, a fire department for the city not the surrounding woodland, showed up with the exact air tanker Trump suggested, that would be kinda... goofy. I've seen a retired firefighter praising the later seasons of 9-1-1 for striking a good balance between dramatization and authenticity. I hope they keep it that way.

[ask-olive-huchers]

// closed past, open future.\\

((A “Ramshackle” oc mini Story!))

_________________________________________

The door slams, rattling the whole house. Distance mutters of frustration can be heard. Olive buried their face into the pillow, breath heavy. Their fingers dug into the pillow in pure anger. They were absolutely livid right now. A complete monster. Anything sudden could active the rampage.

There’s a soft knock on the door. It creaks open, as a little face peeks in. She stares at her older brother sibling, quietly shutting the door. 

“Livy?” She inched closer, standing a respectful distance away. She awaited an answer. But all that was heard was the loud breathing. She moves a little bit closer, starting to explain herself.

“I’m sorry mommy and daddy got mad at you. It was my fault! Please, forgive me?” She asked in a sweet tone, meaning no harm. She shook them, making sure they heard her.

“Livy..?” They ask again.

..no response.

she gets scared, shaking olive even more. 

“LIVY!! PLEASE TALK TO ME!” 

There was a loud noise just a second later. Followed by faint crying. Adi held her left cheek, backing up as olive stood tall. 

…

She’s awoken the beast.

“JUST, SHUT. UP!!” 

They lost it, grabbing adi by the collar of her dress. They’re thick eyebrows were narrowed, as they stared daggers at their little sister.

“YOURE RIGHT. IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT!! EVER SINCE YOU WERE BROUGHT INTO THIS FAMILY, YOU TOOK AWAY ALL OF MY HARD WORK.” 

Olive throws her to the ground, she sobbed quietly, Absolutely terrified. Her eyes were glistening in the light. Along with several tears racing down her face.

“EVERY TIME I SHINE, YOU JUST HAVE TO SHINE BRIGHTER RIGHT??” 

They continue.

“THEY USED TO PHARSE ME. TALK TO ME. LOVE ONLY ME. NOW, THEY JUST SEE ME AS THE 2ND PLACE MEDAL.”

The door busts open, their father fuming. As the mother kneeled down to Adi, checking to make sure she’s ok.

Their father waltz over to olive, giving them a hard snack in the face. The room went silent.

“Get. Out.” Their father demanded, point to the nearest door.

“Don’t come back. DONT EVER, COMD BACK BOY. YOU HEAR ME?!” 

He pinned olive against the wall, his eyes cold and threatening. Olive looked losses still, shoving HARD past their father. They burst through the front door. The moon glowed in the night sky, along with a couple street lamps. They dash onto the street. They must have ran for hours at least. Before finally hiding in a near by alley.

They sit as far back as they could, completely out of breath. Olive sat in the corner, like a caged animal at the zoo. The ball themself up, tight too. Nuzzling their face in their knees. 

It was quite the cold night after all. 

Soon, the gentle tears soon turned into loud sobs and hiccups. They didn’t mean to hurt her. They didn’t want to hurt her. It was just too overwhelming! It wasn’t their fault! IT WASNT THEIR FAULT.!!!

..r-right..?

((So yeah! Olive is technically a run away- or uh, kicked out away?? I’m not sure what to call it but-))

((hope u cried :3/hj?))

((tags cuz I want you guys to suffer/j))

@ask-finn-hollis

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[monstersandmaw]

Hello friends! Surprise!! Another WIP for you of Demon's story. I know you wanted Oats the dad-bod kelpie too, and I promise he's not been forgotten about, but Demon's story is written up to Chapter Four at this point, so I figured I'd spend a couple of hours editing this for you tonight, and post it on Patreon as a WIP. 

I really hope you enjoy this - I think it's one of my favourite things I've ever written, and it's dedicated to everyone who has wished for their own demon (or equivalent!) to come and be their fake romantic partner to get them out of an awkward ex situation... You're seen...!

Content: pining, hiding in a bathroom to avoid an awkward encounter with an ex, fake boyfriends trope, and lots of fluff. Seriously, watch your teeth, folks. It's sweet. We also meet Coco and Țepeș a bit, and there are some other cameos from the Full Moon Motorcycles gang!

Wordcount: 6470 (!)

Chapter One (WIP) here

Demon needn’t have worried about his Ducati.

By the time he’d done a U-turn, reached the t-junction at the end of Grosvenor Street, and turned right, the bike’s familiar roar splintered the peace of the night loudly enough to set off two car alarms as he passed, and he laughed, leaning lower and sending the bike practically flying. Either he’d left the spell's radius of influence, or the witch had relented. Either way, he was relieved that the others wouldn’t have to know about his feisty little witch just yet. After the shit he’d said to both Pumpkin and Țepeș about their getting involved with a human though, he knew he deserved it.

As his mind followed the path of those thoughts, he shook his head like he was trying to shake raindrops off the visor. That feisty little witch was not his. He didn’t even know the witch’s damned name, nor did he want to.

Except…

… he did.

He wanted that witch’s name in his mouth; in his head.

Yes, he wanted to know him, but Demon also ached to know the intimate feel of the witch’s magic, and maybe even to have it drew on his own. Witches took all sorts of familiars to regulate and manage their magic, and some even took demons…

Maybe — no.

Fuck.

No.

He knew what that kind of yoke felt like, and he had fought every day to keep humans’ attention off him precisely because of it. But that yoke had been slotted unwillingly over him before. What if this time he wanted it?

No.

Fuck. No.

The Ducati screamed beneath him and he realised he’d hit neutral instead of second like a fucking noob. He ground his teeth and focused on the bike and on the road.

He had planned to go back to Full Moon Motorcycles to see if any of the others were around — some, like Pumpkin and Barbie, didn’t really sleep, after all — but instead he took the motorway away from town, and rode until the pastel wash of dawn lit up the sky behind the nearby rolling hills.

If that pink hue was almost the exact colour of his witch’s rosebud mouth, he’d soon be turning his back on it to ride home anyway.

A week passed, and Demon’s mood was tangibly so much worse than usual over those next seven days that Țepeș finally punched him on the shoulder to get his attention as they drew their two Ducatis up beside each other outside Hank’s shop.

As the vampire’s gloved hand connected none-too-gently with his right shoulder, Demon snarled openly at him, rounding on his best friend and baring his teeth beneath the visor, snapping like a cornered dog. He felt like a cornered dog, though it wasn’t anyone’s fault but his.

Adi tactfully took her leave of the pair of them, the delicate little human sliding off Țepeș’ pillion seat and kissing his shoulder as she passed. “I’ll see you inside?” she asked, and the vampire nodded.

Țepeș didn’t usually join them for morning rides, given how lethally dangerous the sunlight was to him, but Adi was there, and if Adi wanted Țepeș to be somewhere, there he was. It was nauseating. For a former SAS solider who was built like a brick shithouse, Țepeș was undeniably soft and squishy beneath all that protective leather now. Certainly where Adi was concerned anyway. They’d just been lucky that Adi was cool with a group of bikers full of non-humans. Demon was sure that Țepeș was feeding from her now and again too, which was a whole new level of intimacy and trust that he couldn’t quite fathom.

Țepeș jerked his helmeted head upwards in a ‘what’s going on with you?’ gesture and spread his hands to drive the question home. He also directed his helmet pointedly at the pillion seat which was still very much in evidence on a bike which had never once seen a passenger in the entire time Demon had been riding with Hank’s crew at Full Moon Motorcycles.

The sparking, skittering unease that had been crackling around inside Demon like lightning for seven whole days now threatened to come roaring out of him, but he leashed it with an effort and bit it all back, breathing heavily. Țepeș didn’t deserve his petty irritation. The vampire was the closest thing he had now to a best friend, and he wasn’t about to throw it all away over some human he barely knew.

“It’s nothing,” Demon muttered into the cushioning of his helmet, but Țepeș wasn’t having any of it. When Demon made to swing his leg over his bike and stump away into the shop to avoid talking about it, Țepeș revved his bike insistently, angrily. Deafeningly. He didn't talk often, and Demon had only heard his scratchy, damaged voice a handful of times, but man, he found ways to be expressive when he needed to be.

“Let it go, Țepeș,” he said heavily, shaking his head.

Before they’d set off earlier, he’d promised Hank that he’d stay for coffee and a bit of a chat with everyone after the morning’s ride, and unfortunately, that oath now bound him as securely as a perfect chalk summoning circle. Instead, all he wanted was to get back to his apartment, shed his clothes and his glamour like snakeskin, and simply… wallow.

Read the whole thing over on Patreon on early release for just $3!! Or consider becoming a $5 and getting access to an exclusive monster romance story once every month!

[admiringtheskies]

krish's intro + tag list

pronouns: she/they

loml: @fixation-central (and they get a tag too: "#krish&adi get sappy on main")

asoiaf sideblog: @maestergerardys

batfamily/dc comics sideblog: @bruciepennyworth

it took like a year, but i've finally gotten annoyed enough at how disorganized my tumblr is to make tags for different content so that ppl can hopefully follow me for whichever fandoms/other shit they want, and block tags accordingly for the ones they don't

(but i'm also lazy, so i'm not going back to properly tag any of my previous posts except for ones abt my original work, like my fics/personal hcs)

"#krish loves magic and hates TERFS" — ...y'all know which fandom this is

"#krish loves the riordanverse" — percy jackson content + possibly some other riordanverse stuff occasionally

"#krish's magpie era" — any random pretty (non-fandom) thing i see that i wanna reblog, bc why not

"#krish likes memes"/"#krish loves history"/“#krish loves science”/"#krish gets on her soapbox" — u get it (sidenote: support 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸, btw)

“#gifts from the Krish Abyss” — i do have Original Ideas™️ in my brain sometimes… i can’t promise that they’re GOOD ideas, but they do Happen

if you are following me (for some fucking reason) and you have a suggestion for another/a more specific tag that would be nice to be able to filter out, just drop a suggestion in my askbox and i'll at least consider it

hope this helps, and y'all will enjoy my now slightly-better-curated bullshit :D

[garoujo]

EMMIE EMMIE MY FAVORITE GIRL ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა !!!

where did you get your nails !?!!?!?!?

(these ones ! https://www.tumblr.com/garoujo/719550105155420160/somebody-save-me-from-myself?source=share)

are they press ons or did you get them done ૮(˶╥︿╥)ა i really like nude-ish colored nails and i really wanna get yours as inspo 'cus im gonna get them done today WOAWOAOAAO i'm not sure if it's the lighting or not tho :<

should i just ask for almond gradient nude nails ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა ? idk idk THEY LOOK SO PRETTY ON UU !!! i always had bad experiences on light colored nails cause i'm more on the brownish side ૮꒰•༝ •。꒱ა :<

ALSO ENJOY YOUR LIL TRIP TO DUBAI MY BABYYY ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝) i hope you treat yourself 'cus you've been workinf so hard lately :< WEAR UR SPF!!!

-adi ૮ • ﻌ - ა 🩰

hiiii beloved !!! 🪽omigosh im soooo super sorry im replying to this so late & i know you’ve totes had your appt already but my nails are acrylics & that colour (my go to) is just the base acrylic w a single lil layer of a sheer baby pink polish (੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ so it makes it look a lil pinker than just the acrylic powder on its own but it’s still v neutral yk !

i bet ur nails came out soooo pretty tho regardless !!! i can just tell u have such pretty taste I JUST KNOW 🤍 & any colour would look amazing on u i’m sure . . esp that light colour of pink with ur skin? HEAVEN ! i just know it would look soo pretty <3w<3 also fank u bbie ! dubai was AMAZING & i got loads of rest (plus an extra few days to myself) but i was SPF’d up ALWAYS ! sending lurv !!! ✨

[delcakoo]

so you asked me some study songs.. HERE'S SOME MY LOVE!! 💗 i also created a full spotify playlist with them just for you just in case! warning: i don't listen to soft or like classical song while studying because i always end up dancing to them (yes i can dance on some mozart idk why..and how) so just know they're kinda pop/energetic? but don't worry, some are calmer and relaxing!! anyways i hope you'll like them, pls update me on them or smth 😭

study well! 🌥 (energetic songs)

- crush on my tutor by JHIN

- kiss kiss by Machine Gun Kelly (this one is super good, it's like super energetic and all 😭)

- Paraluman by Adie

- Healing by Oh Honey

- Off My Mind by Joe P

- 24/7 by Celina Sharma (and i think about enha while listening to this)

- Welcome To My Life by Zak Dossi

calmer songs 🌥

- missing piece by Vance Joy

- Sweet Night by V

- Almost Idyllic by Sleeping At Last

- Home for the Summer by Sara Kays

- The Wisp Sings by Winter Aid (this is a sad song)

- Wait by M83 (idk why but whenever the chorus come, i feel like i'm in a complete different world)

- In Luv With U by Finn (this one's so good)

- I AM WOMAN by Emmy Meli

- Pasta by New Rules

- Golden Hour by JVKE

i hope you'll like my recommandations!! <3 sorry for my LONG ask.. also, i added some more in the playlist! Please don't feel stressed, i know it's easy to say, but i know you can do this and like jake said " if i can do this, you can do it!" 🤍 he graduated from high school not so long ago, so please whenever you feel stressed, think about him <3 i believe in you my love and i really hope you'll be able to ace your exams like you deserve!

you (or everyone, don't hesitate to ♡ the playlist if you want, idm) can listen to the playlist here (don't worry the link is safe!):

(and you know my real nickname with that 🤭)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/58mzr4x8GgjCLlSPndhFdd?si=VnwHsyGEQ02EQ1CIAV6dig

OMGGG WHAT i am SMILING SO HARD MAKI UR SO ☹️☹️☹️😭😭😭 I DIDNT THINK YOUD ACC MAKE A PLAYLIST N EVEYRHTING UR SOOSSO SWEET WTF!!! SAVED SO FAST HEGSHA THANK U SO MUCH?? okok so i know movie, golden hour, cant we leave the monster alone, 24/7, strawbs and cigs, and anxiety already NOW IMMA LISTEN TO THR OTHErs LATER 🫡

sobbing crying UR ACTUALLY THE SWEETEST THANK U AGAIN :((( GIVES U THE BIGGEST HUG I APPRECIATE IT SM in return here are a few studying recs heheh:

heartbreaker club - city girl

starstarstar - domii

swim - adoy

something super sweet - rory webley

exploration - coraline soundtrack

complex - stayc

I WISH I COULD GIVE U MY SPOTIFY BUT I DONT RLLT WANNA REVEAL IT TO THE ENTIRETY OF BLR LMFAO 😭🫶

[amiethyztt]

➤ INTRO & INFO

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . (…)

Hello! I'm Amiethyztt, you may know me from my other social/s:

@amiethyztt - insta

@theaaron.burr - tt (rp acc)

(Will be making a yt acc soon ;D)

& yes this is my tumblr acc. Looks like you've found me 🤕

˖ ／  ݁ ⠀ Here's some basic info abt me!

⠀⠀⠀⠀name: amy / amie

⠀⠀⠀⠀aka: roxy/roxette

⠀⠀⠀⠀age: (not revealing exactly but im a minor, some of u may know alrdy tho ^^)

⠀⠀⠀⠀bday: aug 11 :3

⠀⠀⠀⠀zodiac sign: leo

⠀⠀⠀⠀gender: female (genderfluid if i feel like it)

⠀⠀⠀⠀prns: any, preferably she/her tho

⠀⠀⠀⠀nationality: 🇵🇭

⠀⠀⠀⠀languages: eng & tagalog

⠀⠀⠀⠀ethnicity: asian

⠀⠀⠀⠀occupation/s: student, artist, editor & roleplayer

⠀⠀⠀⠀fav color?: unknown, but i love purple !!!

˖ ／  ݁ ⠀ Interest/s + Fandom/s

I LOOOOVE leslie odom jr. Btww Im multifandom ! So basically i cant list them all here .. but im in majority of the popular fandoms rn! Oh oh and i am a heavy theater kid, so im mostly into musicals a lot

⠀⠀⠀⠀Current fandom : hamilton & io2 (will be edited if my current fixation changes)

⠀⠀⠀⠀Hobbies: I do art & editing, its been my hobby since childhood. :) Im also a gachatuber, if you didn't know.. most of my vids i do are only for funzies and not to be taken srsly (unless if its some sort of angst LMAO) i mostly repost stuff here but ima start posting some of my content + art soon!! So stay tuned :3

˖ ／  ݁ ⠀ Music band/s + Song artist/s

:⠀I can't list them all either, ima just put some here that i can remember

⠀⠀⠀⠀-Mitski, Laufey, Lmm, Leslie odom jr, Radiohead, Chappell Roan, Sabrina Carpenter, Billie Eilish, The Weeknd, Lana Del Rey, Tyler the creator, Jack Stauber, Cup of Joe, Adie, Bruno Mars, TV girl, Matt Maltese, The Smiths, etc.

˖ ／  ݁ ⠀ [HAMILTON] ship/s

I had to put this too for obv reasons, if you contrast to these, please respect my opinion, however if you cant, just dni & don't leave harrassments to my page ! I rlly appreciate it! <3

⠀⠀⠀:⠀leeburr (otp, mostly my content will be leeburr), hamliza, hamburr, lafeggy (is that the ship name ?? Idk, correct me), laf/gilburr, burria, kingbury, jeffmads (also I LOVE ANY like absolutely ANY burr ship)

˖ ／  ݁ ⠀ Extra!

⠀⠀⠀:⠀i accept art requests coming from you all! They also help me from art block so i would love to receive some at least :3 (ship art requests are appreciated as well!!! I love drawing multiship ^^)

⠀⠀⠀:⠀i am diagnosed with social anxiety , and it sucks as HELL. i can be quite overwhelmed whenever i msg someone, so i'd appreciate it if you'd msg/dm first ^_^ ! Im deeply sorry if i don't socialize/interact a lot in these kind of apps :( i hope you'd understand the struggles im going through, though ill always respect you all!!

⠀⠀⠀:⠀more will be added!!

┊ ┊⋆ ┊ . Thank you for reading ! <33

[hyuckworld]

DID SUNG HANBIN ALWAYS LOOK AT YOU LIKE YOU HAD HUNG THE MOON AND STARS

reading ady zeroseblr debut hi 🙂‍↕️

omg i love their dynamic already sob OF COURSE HANBIN IS A STRONG CONTENDER FOR EMPLOYEE OF THE YEAR EVERYONE LOVES HIM (understandably so) mc is so valid for being a hater because that mfer (endearing) got away with giving out a frozen sandwich because of his FACE CARD..... absolutely wicked (but hanbin is so right he is a changed man. Not the frozen sandwich serving man he was last week)

“I’m coming for your award,” he breathes cheekily into your ear. 

such a nonchalant line but i died so bad I TOO DIED ON THE SPOT.....why would he say that why why why😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

“Cute,” he had said, causing you to flinch in shock. He agreeably promised to keep the noise down, and with your face heating up from a mixture of embarrassment and surprise, you turned around and left without another word. 

JSRIHH SHDUGH HE FOUND HER CUTE FROM THE BEGINNING SHOULD I JUST DIE☹️ it's the way he started calling her pajama girl after that im gonna kms HE SO FELL FIRST AND HARDER im sobbing so bad the dance classes..... the GE class he didn't need to take...... the boba runs...... the library trips HES DOWN HORRENDOUS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 PICKING HER UP WHEN SHES TOO DRUNK was my last straw actually

Hanbin searches your face with a hint of desperation, and your breath hitches in your throat at the sparkle in his eyes. (Did Sung Hanbin always look at you like you had hung the moon and stars?) 

did sung hanbin always look at you like you had hung the moon and stars is the craziest line actually. you will be paying for my therapy (and not yours) thanks

DID SUNG HANBIN ALWAYS LOOK AT YOU LIKE YOU HAD HUNG THE MOON AND STARS😭😭😭💓💕💖💖💓💞💘💕💗 i won't move on

HOW DARE U SAY JIWOONG IS JUST THERE HE IS A CRAAAZY WINGMAN who the hell says they schedule two people together because they're a perfect match together IM GONNA DIEEE he's rooting hard for their endgame bc if i was the manager i would just be like damn ur times work out so 😕

HANBIN KISS........should i just die i think i shoud just die (me when i'd kill myself bc he's sick) BUT GODDDD..........AND HE WENT BACJ IN FOR MORE this is my last straw ady <//3 HAPPIEST DAY OF HIS LIFE i need to be put down what a cutie

thank you for saving zeroseblr zhaobear i hope you continue to save me and save zeroseblr because i might collapse if i don't see gyuvin fic completed

a perfect match

PAIRING : sung hanbin x fem reader

GENRES : fluff, crack, college au, barista au, mild enemies/rivals to lovers au, sick fic

WORD COUNT : 4310 words

SUMMARY : you and sung hanbin complement each other perfectly, whether it's behind the coffee bar or during late nights in your dorm building. however, companionship quickly turns to competition as the end of the year approaches — and with that, the glorious title of employee of the year. but when hanbin falls sick, you decide you can put your feud aside for one day.

WARNINGS : profanity, brief mentions of drinking, one slightly heated kiss, mc is competitive, hanbin is messing with her, jiwoong is just there, injeolmi toast reference, there are interspersed flashbacks in italics & one tense change!

AUTHOR'S NOTE : helloo making my zeroseblr debut!! thank you so much to anyone who reads i hope you enjoy <3 a huge huge thank you to @jayflrt and @s7toru for the support and encouragement, i don't think i'd be publishing this without them!

“HANBIN DIDN’T COME IN TODAY,” Jiwoong says in lieu of a greeting as soon as you enter the back of the store. 

You flip through the café’s records book, noting down your time of arrival. Jiwoong can yap about Sung Hanbin all he wants, but you won’t let that stop you from getting paid. 

“What does that have to do with me?” You shoot back, tying up your apron.

Jiwoong shrugs. “You guys are close, right? I thought you’d know what’s up.”

You scoff. You and Hanbin may have been close once, but that was before he started coming for your position.

“Keep it up, Hanbin!” Jiwoong claps Hanbin on the shoulder as he finishes taking a customer’s order. “Engaging with customers and making them feel connected to the store is one of our most important values.” 

“Thanks, Jiwoong,” Hanbin beams, the sight of his dimples causing butterflies to take flight in your stomach, for whatever strange reason. That is, until Jiwoong’s next words. 

“With how much improvement you’re making, you might just be up for Employee of the Year.” Jiwoong winks. Your jaw drops to the floor. Jiwoong doesn’t notice your mouth hanging open and simply returns to making drinks like he didn't just shatter your entire world. 

“What the hell!” You call out indignantly. “Why would he get Employee of the Year?”

Jiwoong turns to look at you like he’s just remembering your presence for the first time. 

“Well, Hanbin’s been learning very quickly since he joined. He’s made a lot of improvement and the customers love him.” 

“He served a frozen sandwich the other day!” You cry out. You remember it clearly — the customer had approached you with a furious glint in her eyes, demanding to know why her sandwich wasn’t heated. Hanbin had popped up behind you to apologize for his mistake, and a blush immediately overtook her face as she shoved the sandwich into her mouth, claiming she preferred it frozen anyway. 

“That was last week! I’m a changed man now,” Hanbin insists.

“The award should not go to him,” You splutter at Jiwoong. “I can talk to customers too!” You shove Hanbin away as the next customer in line approaches the register. 

“Hi, could I please get an iced matcha latte, and a—”

“Hi, how was your day?” You interrupt loudly. Jiwoong slaps a hand to his mouth to stifle a poorly-contained laugh. The girl’s eyes go wide as she takes in your expression, her gaze flitting nervously between you and the door, like she’s considering bolting out of the shop. 

“Sorry, don’t mind her. She means well,” a smooth voice interrupts. Hanbin slides back to his position on the register, his hand circling your waist as he gently eases you to the side.

You huff. “I can handle myself on register!” 

Hanbin’s hand shifts to your lower back as he leans over to whisper to you. “You’re staring the poor girl down like she just murdered your family. I got this.” 

True to his words, the girl visibly relaxes when Hanbin takes over and begins to make conversation. Your cheeks grow hot at the gesture. You should be angry, but Hanbin’s hand is warm on you and his shoulder is knocking into yours and you can’t seem to think straight. 

Hanbin leans close again, and your brain short-circuits.

“I’m coming for your award,” he breathes cheekily into your ear. 

The giddy feeling in your chest immediately dies on the spot. 

You scowl at the memory, your knuckles turning white as you tie the strings of your apron tighter. Jiwoong raises an eyebrow, reminding you of his question. 

“I’m not speaking to him anymore.” You have to hold back from crossing your arms like an angry child. 

“You were fighting him over the register on Wednesday,” Jiwoong points out.

“A lot can change in three days.”

Jiwoong sighs. “Seriously, do you know what’s up? He hasn’t called or texted at all.” 

That makes you pause. Ever since your current feud with Sung Hanbin, he became particularly more committed to “beating” you at work, whether it was clocking in earlier than you, going beyond the necessary opening requirements, or covering more shifts than usual. For him to not show up to work without any prior notice or explanation — maybe there is something wrong. 

You relent. “I’ll go check up on him after my shift, okay?” 

A Cheshire grin spreads across Jiwoong’s face. “So much extra effort,” he muses. 

“We live in the same building,” you deadpan. You check your hair in the small mirror on the wall before heading to the front of the store for your shift. 

“I didn’t even tell you to go check up on him!” Jiwoong calls to your back. You give him the finger in return. 

“Hanbin, open up!” You yell, pounding on his door for what feels like the millionth time. You press your ear to the wood, but hear absolutely nothing. 

“I can see your Snap location!”

Then, a rustle. 

You hear the creak of a bed, and the sound of soft footsteps gradually approaching closer. The door swings open, revealing Sung Hanbin in his pajamas. 

“You were in bed the whole time?” You shriek. “Jiwoong was worried sick! He was acting like you dropped off the face of the Earth when you didn’t contact anyone!” 

Hanbin wordlessly turns around, making a beeline away from the door. You huff, following him inside his dorm without another thought. 

“You’re just going to leave when I’m talking to you? Look, I get it if you don’t want to interact with me, but you shouldn’t ghost your manager. Isn’t that—”

Hanbin stumbles into the bathroom and slams the door shut on you. Realization dawns upon you when you hear retching from the other end. The puzzle pieces slot into place — his glazed eyes, paler-than-usual face, and complete lack of energy. 

“Hanbin?” You ask, your voice softer than before. No response. “Do you need any help?” 

“No,” Hanbin whispers faintly behind the door. 

“Okay,” you respond uneasily, “but I’m staying here until you come out.” 

You take his soft sigh as affirmation, and immediately pull out your phone to text his roommate. 

you: wya??

taerae: staying w my aunt for the weekend taerae: why whats up?

you: hanbins sick

taerae: oh shit taerae: well. gl to him

you: 😭 you: do you have medicine

taerae: no 😂 taerae: wait actually taerae: check the bottom drawer on my desk

you: found it ty

You gather whatever medicines look helpful from Taerae’s drawer, then grab water from the fridge. Soon enough, you hear Hanbin moving behind the door, followed by the flush of the toilet and water running from the sink. He emerges from the bathroom, his face glistening with water droplets. He looks tired in a way you’ve never seen before as he trudges past you and collapses at the foot of his bed. 

He groans softly at the hard surface, but makes no move to get up. You crouch down to the ground, pressing your hand against his forehead in concern. 

“Hanbin,” you gasp. “You’re burning up.” 

Hanbin makes a pitiful noise, shifting so he’s pressing his flushed cheek to the cold tile. You loop your arms through his and haul him to his feet. 

“You missed the bed,” you try to joke, but even you can hear the terribly masked worry in your voice. Hanbin slumps onto the mattress, and you carefully pull the covers over him despite his small sounds of protest. He’s clearly not concerned enough to do anything more, so he mutters incoherent nonsense under his breath and then closes his eyes. 

You can’t help the minuscule twitch of your lips at the sight, but you turn back to the medicine bottles before you can allow yourself to dwell on it. 

Once you’ve arranged an assortment of pills and the water, you gently shake Hanbin, whose eyes are still shut. 

“Sit up,” you urge, tapping his shoulder. Hanbin cracks open an eye, sulking. Regardless, he complies, sitting up and fully opening his eyes. “Take these.” 

His frown deepens, but his gaze scans your face and he obeys without another word. 

“How long have you been sick like this?” 

Silence. 

“When’s the last time you ate?” You try instead. Hanbin pauses, like he’s taking a moment to genuinely think about it, then shrugs blankly. “Hanbin, you have to eat!” 

“Not hungry,” he mumbles. 

“This isn’t up for debate,” you shoot back. “I’ll go grab you something, so stay here, okay?”

Hanbin nods, sinking back into bed. You shoulder your bag and search for his phone and keys, finding them on his desk. 

“Here,” you say, tucking his phone under his pillow. “Call me if you need anything. I’m taking your keys so you don’t have to let me in. Take a nap, and I’ll be back soon.”

Hanbin only buries his face further into the pillow. You refill his water and adjust the room temperature before slipping on your shoes at the front. You helplessly turn back to look at him once more, like a compass straying north. Then, you leave. 

When Sung Hanbin first walked into Say Yes! Coffee with a stunning resume and even more stunning smile, you recognized him instantly. 

You had met Hanbin in the beginning of your sophomore year on a Thursday night, when the noise from the room above yours was becoming unbearable. 

You had stormed up the stairs in your pajamas, too tired to care about appearances as you incessantly knocked on the door. When the door opened to a man clad in all black with an unnervingly handsome face, you faltered slightly. However, the sight of the dim lights and red solo cups behind him rekindled your anger, and you immediately began to tell him off. 

He was holding a party on a Thursday night, for god’s sake, couldn’t he at least have waited until the weekend? As you continued on about the lack of consideration for those with Friday morning classes — however small the number may be — your voice got stuck in your throat when the man responded with a dazzling smile. 

“Cute,” he had said, causing you to flinch in shock. He agreeably promised to keep the noise down, and with your face heating up from a mixture of embarrassment and surprise, you turned around and left without another word. 

You didn’t see him again after that incident, but true to his word, the noise was considerably softer in the following parties. When you saw him again at your workplace, you weren’t even sure if he’d remember you. 

However, Hanbin’s eyes had instantly lit up. “Pajama girl!” He’d exclaimed, and your smile dropped. 

From then onwards, your relationship had taken a turn. Jiwoong began scheduling the two of you for almost every shift together, allowing you to witness every step of his journey — from training, to slowly taking over register, to becoming a pain in your ass. It almost made you sentimental, thinking about how much you’d gotten to see. 

With the increased shifts came increased shenanigans during breaks, from ridiculous drink concoctions to espresso shot chugging competitions. Eventually, these were followed by unexpected knocks on your door and boba runs between classes. 

Hanbin would let you into the dance studio, smirking at your reactions in the mirror whenever he caught you staring as he practiced. You allowed him to tag along on your trips to the library, even though he would use the soundproof study room to loudly poke fun at you while you would fret over your lab reports and problem sets. 

Despite the vast differences in your majors, you still had the common denominator of a shared dorm building. This was clear every time Hanbin would knock on your door to drag you to his upstairs parties to expand your social circle, or when you would knock on his to deliver successful baking experiments. 

In your second semester, he joined you in a General Education class that he absolutely did not need to take, and you started going to his open dance classes despite your severe lack of coordination. 

So perhaps Jiwoong was right, maybe you were incredibly close — until the possibility of Hanbin winning Employee of the Year became real enough to scare you, until you decided it would be easier to hate him. (Was it Employee of the Year that you were afraid of, or something else?)

You reenter Hanbin’s dorm with a giant thermos of steaming hot soup, an extra blanket, and an assortment of items from the nearby drugstore. You dump the contents onto the table, wincing at the amount. You may have gone slightly crazy and swept nearly everything off the shelves at the pharmacy, but you convince yourself they’ll be necessary. 

When you enter his room with the food, you’re surprised to find that he’s already awake. His brows furrow slightly at the sight of you.

“I brought you soup,” you explain, nodding at the bowl in your hands. “Eat.” 

While the Hanbin 30 minutes ago was so sluggish he could barely keep his eyes open, this Hanbin is uncannily alert. His eyes dart back and forth between you, the soup, and the medicines scattered across his desk. He opens and closes his mouth, like he’s searching for the right words. 

“Why’re you doing this?” A strange question to settle on, but you smile at him softly. 

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t understand,” he replies, his gaze wary. 

You frown. “You’ve done the same for me. Remember when I got super drunk at Matthew’s and you brought me home?” 

Hanbin goes silent. 

Things like this between you and Hanbin are never questioned — they always go without saying. He threatens you at work, but he still picks you up when you drink too much. You fight him over the register, but you still sit next to him in class and watch him from the back of the dance studio. You’re still here, because you know Hanbin would be no different. 

“You don’t owe me for that,” Hanbin blurts out, red creeping up his cheeks. 

“I don’t think of it like that. I’m here because I want you to get better,” you say, holding out the bowl of soup to him. A peace offering. 

Hanbin hesitates, then accepts it, blowing on it to cool it down and taking a sip. He hums in satisfaction, then shovels the rest down his throat within a minute. You gape. 

“Slow down,” you scold, remembering the vomiting from earlier. You feel a pang of guilt realizing how hungry he must’ve been, motionless in his bed without the energy to eat. 

Hanbin grows more lethargic on his second bowl, his eyelids beginning to sink. He catches himself just before he can allow himself to doze, and you frown. You can’t help but wonder why he’s fighting sleep when it’s what he needs the most — his half-lidded eyes stay focused on you, and then it hits you. Maybe he wants to be alone. 

You take the bowl back and pull the covers over him, noting with a twinge of satisfaction that some color has returned to his face. 

“I’ll clean things up and then head out so you can get some sleep,” you tell him. Although something deep inside you longs to stay, to stick with him until you’re sure that his fever is gone, you stand up from the chair. 

However, Hanbin grabs your elbow before you can fully turn away. When you look at him, there’s a plea behind his eyes that he doesn’t seem keen on voicing. Even when he’s sick, he’s strong, tugging you back towards him until you’re sitting at the edge of the bed. 

“Do you want more soup?” You ask, unsure of what he needs from you. 

Hanbin shakes his head. “Stay,” he mumbles, so faint that you barely hear it. 

Oh. 

“Sleep,” you coax him gently, your heart squeezing at his request. “I won’t go anywhere.”

Hanbin searches your face with a hint of desperation, and your breath hitches in your throat at the sparkle in his eyes. (Did Sung Hanbin always look at you like you had hung the moon and stars?) 

You don’t have to think about it for too long because Hanbin seems to find whatever he’s looking for in your expression and finally closes his eyes. Sleep pulls him under within minutes, evident in his deeper breathing and the loosened tension in his body. 

You brush some of his hair away from his forehead, softening at the lines of his face, more youthful and relaxed with the rest. 

In a few minutes, you know you’ll have to clean up, restock the fridge, and find a damp washcloth to reduce his temperature. But you allow yourself a moment to stare, brushing his thumb with your cheek. 

Even while asleep, Hanbin leans into the touch, like a flower searching for sunlight, and you flinch. You return to your chair next to his bed and watch him until the sun rises, your heart a jumbled mess. 

“Jiwoong.” Hanbin calls out one morning towards the end of his training, when the three of you are opening the store. 

“Hmm?” Jiwoong shoots Hanbin a brief glance before going back to busying himself with the espresso machine.  

“Why do you always schedule me and Y/N together?”

You turn at the mention of your name, perking up with curiosity. Jiwoong’s brows furrow, almost as though the answer is obvious. 

“Y/N is efficient, in pretty much all ways possible. She can make the most drinks in the least time possible, without compromising quality. She’s also great at responding to unexpected situations,” Jiwoong explains. You grin at the compliment but stay silent, sensing he has more to say. 

“Hanbin, you’re slower and sometimes you freeze up during mishaps. But you’re good with customers. You know enough about coffee to make recommendations. You’re perceptive, so you’re first to know when we need to restock. All of which Y/N tends to fall short on. Which is fine, of course, because neither of you is perfect.

“But what one of you lacks, the other one makes up. You’re imperfect separately, but a perfect match together.” Jiwoong puts a pause to his grandiose speech to fish for the keys in his pocket. “Anyways, I’m going to unlock the door now.” 

You shoot Hanbin an incredulous look, despite the warm feeling spreading throughout your chest. Hanbin looks equally confused, but his gaze softens when you make eye contact. The smile he returns is so tender that you have to look away, your face burning like a star. You go back to wiping down the counters, and avoid thinking about Sung Hanbin and how incredibly red his ears were. 

When Hanbin wakes up, you’re reminded of his training days from all those months ago, of his shy but earnest demeanor, unafraid to reveal his struggles and ask for help. 

This Hanbin is similarly vulnerable, allowing himself to be open and show you weakness. Allowing you to help him. 

“Why’re you looking at me like that?” Hanbin’s voice interrupts your thoughts, and you flush, shaking yourself out of your nostalgia. You press the back of your hand against his forehead, sighing in relief. 

“Drink this, it’ll help," you say, avoiding his eyes as you hand him a glass of orange juice. “Your fever finally broke.”

“Yeah, no shit. I’m sweating balls,” he rasps, kicking off the blankets you’d piled on top of him. He chugs down the juice and rubs at his eyes. “What day is it?”

“It’s Sunday evening. You pretty much slept through the whole day,” you grin.

“Did you stay since yesterday?” A hint of guilt flashes across Hanbin’s face. 

“It’s fine, I got some work done,” you wave it off, gesturing to your computer propped open on his desk. “Taerae’s gonna be back soon, so I’ll head out, okay? I texted Jiwoong for you, so you’re not working tomorrow. There’s some extra soup in the fridge, so heat that whenever you want.” 

You start to gather your things, but Hanbin catches your wrist. His expression is abnormally serious, his eyes piercing holes into yours. 

“What’s wrong? Do you need something?” You use your other hand to check his forehead again, but he stops you.

"I need you."

Your mouth falls open. “What?” 

Hanbin quickly catches himself. "I need you — to drop this Employee of the Year thing. Jiwoong already told me he's giving it to you."

You're still stuck on the first three words of his sentence, but when the gears in your head finally turn you gasp. It's a lot to process and you shake your head, wondering if you even heard him right. How long were you fighting for an award that was already yours?

"I thought you wanted to win," is all you can think of saying.

Hanbin smiles, warm and soft in a way so familiar that your heart aches. “Y/N, I don’t care about Employee of the Year. Go out with me.”

You find yourself at a loss for words, but Hanbin doesn’t seem to mind as he continues.

“I know I still have a lot to learn, and I didn't even care about the award that much. I was mostly just teasing you, so can we please stop fighting over it? Or else I’ll seriously think you hate me.” 

“I don’t hate you,” you choke out. 

Hanbin chuckles. “I figured that now. No one spends this much time and effort on someone they hate.” 

“Shut up,” you say halfheartedly, your heart hammering in your chest. “Are you serious?” Hanbin tugs you by the hands, enough that you’re sitting on the edge of his bed. All traces of humor vanish from his face as he stares at you intently. 

“Y/N, I like you. I thought you were cute ever since you showed up at my doorstep in your pajamas. And I’ve been hopelessly obsessed with you ever since we started working together. Does that answer your question?” 

Fireworks explode in your chest as you think back to Jiwoong’s old words. 

What one of you lacks, the other one makes up. 

When Hanbin is sick, you take care of him. When Hanbin forgets to eat at the dance studio, you bring him food. And despite all your incessant fighting, Hanbin covers for you at the register. Hanbin invites you to parties when you’re cooped up in the library for too long. Hanbin sends you his notes when you doze off in class. 

Your heart thumps in your chest as you begin to put together the little moments of your relationship. You were a perfect match the whole time, just as Jiwoong said, only you hadn’t truly realized the weight of his words. You itch with the need to do something, but your hands are still tightly grasped in Hanbin’s and you can’t think of much else to do than to lean down and press your lips to his cheek. 

Hanbin makes a small noise of surprise at the contact, his hands slackening around yours. You flush at the warmth of his skin against your mouth, feeling as though you’re floating somewhere above the stars. When you pull away, Hanbin’s eyes are closed, lashes fanned against his cheekbones and face tilted upwards like he’s hoping for more, or savoring it. His eyes are glassy when they finally open, eliciting a giggle from your throat. 

“I like you too,” you grin, “if that didn’t make it clear.” 

Hanbin smiles then, so wide that you can see his whisker dimples. He pulls you down and on top of him, burying his face in your neck. 

“Let me kiss you properly,” he whispers into your skin. You separate from him enough to read his expression, eyes widening at the sudden sharpness in his gaze. His eyes flicker between yours, before darting down to your lips and fixating on them. 

“Won’t your mouth taste horrible?” You tease, but you’re already leaning in. 

“I’ll make it up to you,” he murmurs against your lips before closing the distance.

A thousand firecrackers flare up in your body when his mouth meets yours. You gasp when his tongue slips into your mouth, leaving behind the pleasantly surprising taste of orange juice. 

Sparks fly where his skin touches yours, multiplied by a thousand when he cradles your cheek and deepens the kiss. Your hand moves to the back of his neck, tugging lightly on his hair. The soft groan that emits from Hanbin causes a jolt of pleasure to shudder down your spine, and you instinctively tug harder.

You pull away far too soon to catch your breath, breath hitching at the string of saliva between both your lips. 

“Gross,” you lie, but Hanbin’s eyes only darken. 

“I wanna do that again.” He leans in again, but you veer away before you can allow your judgment to blur. 

“You have to focus on getting better first!” You swat at his hands. 

Hanbin pouts. “I’m way better. Stellar, actually.” 

“You can kiss me in two days.”

Hanbin’s answering smile is blindingly bright, even though you didn’t say anything particularly funny. 

“What is it?” Your pulse races at how he looks at you — like you’re made of every precious thing in the world, like you’re a dream made alive. 

“I think this might be the happiest day of my life,” he answers. As he grins at you with the warmth of the entire sun, you realize the fluttering behind your ribcage was never a new feeling — you were just as enamored with him when you first met. 

You smile back, bigger than you’ve ever smiled at Hanbin, watching his gaze turn awestruck as a red-hot blush creeps up his cheeks and neck.  

“I think it might be mine too.” 

[driaswrld]

HI DRIAAA!!! have u watched the recent jjk ep? it pisses me off how they made nanami so beautiful AND HE'S LIKE BY DEATH'S DOOR???????? UNFAIR!!!

neways :3 hope u have a nice day (or evening) hihi

ADI MY LOVE <333

yesyes i've watched the new ep and OMG i didn't think i could love him more but mappa rlly said 'let's place him on the brink of death n rip up his shirt n cake him in blood n let down his hair yay!'

he's so pretty i can't- ALSO MAKI!?!?? omggg

i hope you're having a great day too bby love youuu <333

[ijustdontlikepeople]

hii annie if you're still doing the edits, can i get 🦚 and cashton please? 💖💖

Hi adi!! It’s up!! Hope u like it!!

[pharmakiscirce]

the tech au // chapter 4: we're doing our best and our best is okay by @bitcheusjackson​

[satoruvt]

hoping to get the first part of pieces of you out tonight!!!! very excited hehe