#I like picturing him in random casual outfits and just chilling around a lot

[chibishortdeath]

I love making Simon my personal dress up doll <3

These are a bit old now, it’s been in drafts for a while cause I forgot about it, but eh.

Random explanations under a cut for funsies—

First one is pretty standard Simon fit stuff, belts armor, a tank top, boots with the fur, etc. Inspo mostly came from just looking at random pictures of belts on Pinterest and finding one with a cool like flail head on it! Which is just neat in general, I’d imagine Simon would probably find it convenient to have the different end attachments for the whip to be easily switched out, so yeahg sure he’s got it on his belt now lol. I tried looking through my boards to find the belt image but I think it may have gotten deleted :(

This one is an outfit I ran into that said “draw ” thing, also saw it on Pinterest, but it took a bit to track down the original artist of it: the artist is “ HEAVEN . “ on Pinterest, also @/luffydguzzler on Twitter. Hopefully drawing Simon and not one of my OCs in this outfit was alright, unfortunately when I ran into the post it was from someone on Pinterest who straight up stole the artwork (;_; ). That being said, if I find out that this is against any boundaries at all, I will take this drawing down. But related to the art itself, I drew him in it because the outfit ratio fit him perfectly. Tight shirt, something on the lower arms, midriff showing, tiny skirt, belts, furry chunky boots— these are all combinations he’s had in his designs before. :3

This one I also just saw a little caplet thingy on Pinterest and went “wow he’d look cute in that” and yeahg. I actually have a Pinterest board that’s entirely for random clothing I think he’d wear! Which is such a uh very normal about a character thing to have 💀.

He’s working out— POV you are Simon’s sparring partner (he’s very happy about it) (also you’re about to get kicked you might wanna block tha— oh no eee— on your left— ooo aaa oof yowch yikes—). Anyway I feel like I made his head a little awkwardly small in this hmmm. Either that or I took the photo of it at a weird angle. But yeah now you have seen Simon with leg warmers, you’re welcome!!!

[gigi-the-writer]

Ooo can I make a request?

Demencia befriending Flug’s assistant (#letDemhavefriends2K24) and they’re up late hanging out and chatting, kinda like a sleepover. They’re used to her ranting about Black Hat all the time, but one night she turns it around and starts pressing THEM about their romantic life instead.

Just for her to casually announce that she’s read Flug’s diary. Do you want to see the pictures she took of the pages? Whats that? That’s a violation of privacy??? Bullshit. Blasphemy.

…But anyway check out what he wrote in the margins on page 6 that day you wore that outfit you like. Scribbled out confessions on the next page. That accessory you thought you misplaced weeks ago, just chilling in his drawer. Lists of your favorite things.

She'd tease you now and then insisting he likes you, but you wouldn't believe her. You've kind of admired him from afar, but didn't want to step out of line. Now here she is, holding her phone and giggling as she flips through her gallery (she knows better now to leave it where she found it so it looks less suspicious…you start to wonder how many times she's pulled shit like this. You also remember your exact words you told her a week ago.)

“There’s NO WAY he likes me. But I’ll up the stakes. If you can prove me wrong I’ll chug a bottle of hot sauce!”

…Looks like it’s bottoms up, then.

How do you manage write a whole ass scenario but still make it simple enough for me to write my own headcanons— /j

(Dude btw you seem really chill and have a lot of ideas you should DM me sometime 🙂)

Reminding everyone my commissions are OPEN! If you’d like to purchase headcanons or even a STORY feel free to DM me!

Flug has a different journal to write more personal thoughts in because the book he already shares with Demencia would just be a disaster. Now he knows it doesn't matter because Demencia always finds a way.

I don’t speak on reader’s reactions a whole lot because everyone’s different and I like to be able to include everyone, so it’s up to you whether you’re giggling with her or telling her it’s not nice to invade someone’s privacy.

As I’ve said before, whether you two are already dating or not, Demencia makes fun of you guys. I’m talking about the classic “Get a room!” When you guys say even a single word to eachother.

A random thing, but when it comes to the confessions part, Flug is better at writing down his feelings rather than expressing them verbally. So he’d probably confess to you that way unless you beat him to it. One thing I must share with you, is that if you confess, there’s a possibility Flug may reject you, not because he doesn’t feel the same way, but because he’s worried about certain..obstacles if you both get together (BlackHat)

[simluvbot]

how enhypen hyung line spoils you

a/n: okay so the only reason im writing this is because heejay went on tmi news and heeseung said jay is probably the richest enhypen member.. plus jay spending 6k on a hotel for heeseung and the fact that jay’s dad owns a travel agency got me thinking so 😁  yeah here’s a headcanon on how hyung line spoil you :D — also reminder that this is a work of fiction and I wrote this based on what I think would suit with their personalities !

HEESEUNG

hee will also spoil you with his undivided attention !!

it sounds simple but whenever he is with you, he is not focusing on anything but you. he feels like he doesnt spend as much time with you as he wants to, so moments with you are so precious to him and he is always listening and responding. its really relaxing </3

(open to read more <3)

i dont really think heeseung is the type to buy you lots of materialistic things but since i feel he is really attentive he’ll instead just randomly gift you things that you had said you needed around him and just ended up forgetting about.

you complaining about it being so hot lately and needing to buy a small fan to carry around? heeseung will randomly gift you a portable fan he bought you the other day, oh you know, just ‘casually’ as he says. you saying how youre so hungry and dont have time to go get food during your lunch break?  you have food delivered to your work.

 also !! heeseung is so sO unbelievably talented !!

plus he knows how much you like his singing, so how else does he spoil you? with his voice.

it sounds cheesy but ); how could you not drop everything right that second when heeseung starts singing for you 

so,, you both chilling in bed together and relaxing? he’ll start humming softly or singing quietly because he knows how much you enjoy it, especially when youre stressed out ):

You’re so lucky because he literally voice records him singing cover songs in English too and send them to you, just for your ears only

Also will show you snippets of enhypen’s new songs or choreos because he knows you’re an engene too hehe

JAY

tbh he doesnt even bat an eyelash at the prospect of buying you something expensive

i mentioned this before but if he is out shopping, travelling, etc and he sees something he thinks you would like, need or look good on you? he buys it with no second thoughts !

loves buying matching outfits with you <3

he likes to spoil you as well in terms of quality time ):

he’ll rent a small yacht for you both to enjoy a relaxing evening together, rent a restaurant out just for you both, etc just so you two can spend a relaxing time together privatley <3

WILL pull a lee young joon on you from what’s wrong with secretary kim and rent out a whole theme park just to surprise you with 😋

also uses the fact his dad is the owner of a travel agency to his advantage and often books hotel and resort stays for you both whenever he can 😋😋

i think jay would also be the type to spoil you with cheesy couple gifts during anniversaries and on dates lol

so you HAVE started to build a small collection of stuffed teddy bears on your bed..

ofc he spoils you with materialistic things !! he likes it but with jay your comfort and happiness is ALWAYS one of his top priorities with you so he also always makes sure to make some time in his schedule whenever he can, just to spend some time with you <3

JAKE

I think jake wouldnt spoil you that much, at least he wouldnt make it explicitly obvious

more the type to spoil you with surprises during anniversaries or special occasions 

will be all shy like, “y/n youre not busy for the two days after your birthday, right? just saying please leave your schedule free for then.”

you’re confused but do what he says anyways, and when he surprises you with plane tickets, you have to pretend to act surprised hehe

often pays for expenses such as café or restaurant bills for you (EVEN if you tell him you can pay it yourself 🙄)

i think he would spoil you with random gifts that he gets for you, and over time they accumulate and each little thing he gives you is a reminder of one of your many dates with him <3

that picture frame on your bedroom wall over there? oh jake surprised you with it. the necklace youre wearing? oh jake bought it for you. that blanket on your bed? oh jake didnt want you to get cold at night, so he bought it for you to make sure youre warm ):

he is also very thoughtful so he always considers your health! and he spoils you in the sense of making sure you have the necessities he thinks you need !

when you both went out on a date and he noticed you didnt have a scarf and was complaining about how cold it was he went and bought you a new one rIGHT that second. jake wont dare let his y/n catch a cold 😠😤

jake is also so so sweet ): so he ALWAYS is showering you in compliments and praise

lowkey youre spoiled by his kind words like you could be doing the bare minimum and he’ll be telling you ‘yes thats my baby! youre doing so well!!”

overall jake just wants to make sure youre healthy and happy !! he is always noticing the small things about you hehe so he ends up spoiling you in his own ways unintentionally (:

SUNGHOON

okAY so youre literally dating him but he’ll be telling you how lucky you are to even be receiving his attention in the first place 🙄

but lowkey he does spoil you too

I see sunghoon making beaded bracelets for you and gifting them to you ):

Another one of the #teddybeargivers™

Spoils you a lot on special occasions. Will buy you roses, candles, chocolate, teddy bears etc. the typical boyfriend-y gifts on days like valentine’s or your bday </3

I feel like sunghoon is very subtle about spoiling you but when he sometimes does spoil you it’ll be something low-key expensive

Like uh sunghoon ?? An apple watch for Christmas?? i don’t think I can accept this

But he’ll look at you like 😐 y/n I went out of my way to buy this for you and it was expensive u better be grateful

Idk if this makes sense but he spoils you in his hoodies 😋

He always have a bunch that he separates ready for you to steal hehe

Also you know how I mentioned the gifts on special occasions? Well he will also write these long, detailed cards and give them to you and since sunghoon isn’t the best at conveying his emotions when he puts down all of his feelings down on a piece of paper,, you always feel so spoiled and flustered in his love ):

<3

[thiserichann]

cookies and cream - lee jeno

reader x jeno

genre: smut, strangers to fuck buddies, humor if you squint hard enough

word count: 4k-ish

warnings: recklessness (she met with a stranger online, don’t do it kids) excessive lying, 18+ scenes that includes: oral (f receiving) face riding, soft dom!jeno?

This is merely a work of fiction and is not meant to hurt the image of Jeno and NCT. Again, don’t be as reckless as OP. This was just a fantasy of mine that I’ve been dying to get out of my system.

Holy fuck.

That's the only word that you've managed to utter when you decided to check your messages that morning.

You got bored in the middle of the class and decided to sneak a peek on your phone to pass the time. The class is recorded anyways so you can always just go back to the parts of the lessons that you've missed.

But holy fuck.

You never expected to see THAT so early in the morning.

"Miss Y/N?"

You snapped back to reality and stopped malfunctioning for a second when somebody called your name. Everyone including your professor remained quiet and all eyes are on you.

"Oh. Sir what’s the question again?"

You answered nervously as you tried to review your notes and backtrack on what he is discussing a few moments ago.

"I see that you're distracted in the middle of my class again. Mind sharing what you're occupied with?"

"Uhm. I was watching KPOP fancams, sir."

"Fancams won't get you into law school, Miss Y/N. Phones off please."

You tucked your phone back to your pocket and never picked it up again since. The professor started blabbering again but no information is being retained on your head. It stayed that way at your other classes.

You wished you were looking at some KPOP fancams earlier. You’ve watched fancams at class before and got away with it unscathed.

Oh no. It was a goddamn dick pic.

A good one, too.

It was from a guy that you met in a kink site a few days ago. You created the account out of boredom and expected nothing to come out from it. It’s all the flirting and sexting without all the unnecessary commitment

It only took you a few minutes to set up an account. For some privacy, you made a random birthdate and a random nickname, because like hell would you share your real information to these people. You also picked a racy picture of a lady that looked a bit like you and passed it off as your own.

Within minutes, your inbox is flooded with messages. Most of them, however, are from men who are old enough to be your father.

Well, you were bored, so you entertained everyone and then went on back to your boring, vanilla life. A few political history and theory books later, you went back to see which ones messaged you on the site.

And that's where you've met him.

The most gorgeous piece of meat alive.

He seems like a nice guy. He introduced himself as LJ and your age aren’t that far off from each other. LJ is the only one who actually engaged in conversation besides "want to fuck?" or "are you horny?"

As soon as you started messaging back and forth, you scrolled on his profile to see what he looks like. The only thing is, his profile looked a whole lot like those high fashion male underwear photoshoots.

It was an array topless pictures (presumably his, you just can’t be bothered to check if it is actually his). It featured his sculpted abs and biceps, cropped up all the way to his full lips. Despite not seeing his whole face, you knew very well that he’s a hunk. To say you were intrigued is an understatement.

Since then, you've been talking back and forth through Snapchat (your secret one because you're not stupid) and sent him actual pictures of yourself, completely omitting the face. You took one from your bed, your bathtub, and probably every part of your house that you felt is sexy enough to be included on the pics.

You can't tell him if it's him or the repressed sexual urges finally manifesting itself after more than a year of not getting laid, but every text to and from him made your heart race. It was something that you looked forward to every hour everyday.

Hours went by that you totally forgot leaving him on read. You climbed up to your bed to rest your back to the headboard and opened your unread messages.

You: Hey svlr. School stuff.

  He opened the chat and started typing right away.

  LJ: Oh good. I thought I did something wrong to upset you.

You: Not at all. I loved the pic by the way. It literally knocked my socks off.

LJ: Just the socks?

You: You can take the rest of it off yourself ;)

You scoffed. The flirty banter has always been there ever since you started talking but nothing really came out of it.

LJ: If only I could :(

You: I know. Covid’s a bitch.

You set your phone aside for a second to go to the bathroom. On your way, you picked up some snacks at the fridge and sat back down to your bed, only to find your phone blowing up.

LJ: If you're down maybe we could meet

LJ: It's totally fine if you don't want to

LJ: I just made it weird, didn't I?

LJ: I'm so sorry I brought it up in the first place

LJ: I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable

LJ: Hello?

LJ: I'm really sorry

You: Chill. I'm right here

You: I just went to the bathroom

LJ: Oh

You: I'd be lying if I said I don't want to meet you as well

You: Well... I wouldn't write off the idea

You: But with the Covid

LJ: Thoughts?

You: I don't think it's a great idea

The screen says Seen right at the bottom but it took him a couple more minutes before finally replying.

LJ: I understand

LJ: But in case you change your mind, I'll leave the time and place up to you

LJ: I’ll take care of the rest

LJ: Deal?

You: I'll sleep on it.

You: Speaking of sleep, I gotta go. Morning class.

LJ: Okay. I guess this is good night then

You didn't, in fact, talk to him the day after.

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't want to see him and his abs in real life. But as someone who overthinks a lot, you just can't shake off the risk.

You: Good night. Talk to you tomorrow.

What if he's not really the guy in the pics? Or he’s psycho in real life? What if he's infected the virus?

You sighed.

Why must some global pandemic ruin your sex life?

You waited until the end of the day before you finally replied to LJ. The last thing that he texted was a brief good morning from earlier in the day and nothing else. He’s actually a pretty sweet guy, totally not worth ghosting, and you actually liked talking to him as a friend that you can share your sentiments with.

With your guilt finally eating you up, you took a break from your assigned readings and sat back at your bed to rest for the day. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a minute, thinking of something to say to him. It took you a few tries before finally hitting the send button.

You: So, I thought about it

LJ: And?

You: I need to know I can trust you

LJ: Okay. How?

You: I don’t know. Send me a proof that you’re real. Get tested?

You: Is that fine with you?

Within a split second, he sent his reply.

He actually did it.

You couldn’t believe it but he actually did it.

LJ: Consider it done.

He got tested for physical, including the virus test, and passed with flying colors. He even sent you a vid of him inside a medical clinic.

He just sent the uncensored results this morning where you can clearly see his real name.

Lee Jeno.

LJ.

Seems legit.

Well, the uncreative nickname shouldn’t matter now because the results meant only one thing.

You’re gonna have to push through with your promise.

You got ready around noon that day. You can’t remember the last time that you actually got ready to meet someone that’s not a delivery guy or a relative passing on something to your family.

As someone who overthinks a lot, you actually got everything covered. You picked a place near a restaurant to eat. The police station is just a few blocks away just in case something happens, and right in front of a library…

“Where’re are you off to?”

You raised your backpack to show to your mother.

“I’m off to the library. I needed to get these renewed. Maybe pick up a novel or two.”

She looks at you from head to toe, eyeing that incredibly loose hoodie, faded denim jeans, some worn out sneakers that looked like it’s supposed to be thrown away years ago and a medical mask that covers about ¾ of your bare face. It’s just your usual attire whenever you go out for errands.

She just nodded and went back to watching her favorite soap opera.

“It’s nice that you’re out of your room for once. Take some cookies from the kitchen so you’ll have something to eat in case you get hungry.”

… as an alibi to get away from your strict parents.

As soon as you left the door and made sure that you’re out of sight, you found the nearest public toilet and grabbed a whole other outfit from your backpack. The hoodie is replaced by a white, ruffled see-through blouse and you ditched the jeans for a tight skirt that’s at least four inches above your knees. You tousled your hair a little bit and put on some powder and tiny hint of lipstick before putting your facemask back on again.

It’s been a while since you’ve done an elaborate scheme like this. Your skills got a little bit rusty, but they always work.

Sometimes you wonder if you’re really meant to be lawyer or a criminal instead.

You stepped out of the toilet and blended right back into society.

Now all you have to do is find wherever the hell LJ is.

Jeno sat anxiously as he waited for you right inside the café. He’s on his fourth cup of coffee but it didn’t do anything to calm his nerves down (geez I wonder why).

You: I’m almost at the café.

He’s been staring at his phone the whole time. Once he received your message, which is a pic of you in the bathroom after the outfit change, he almost choked on his drink.

This message sent him on a panic as he turned his camera on to see how he looked. He did some minor adjustments to his hair and he wiped off his eyeglasses clean with the sleeves of his hoodie (which did nothing for him by the way) and then casually sat down and played it off cool like he hasn’t been waiting for you for over an hour.

On your perspective, you walked inside the café and looked around for LJ. Fortunately, there was only guy inside the café, twiddling with his phone on his hands and as he kept on peeking through the glass windows as if he’s looking for someone.

From afar, he actually looked really cute. His appearance, a shy, nerdy dude with glasses, looked way off from the fuckboy image that you expected him to have in reference to the messages that you’ve been getting from him.

It’s always the quiet ones that are kinky. You should know, you are one.

You walked over to his table and tapped his shoulders to get his attention.

He froze for a moment before he finally managed to turn around and face you.

“You’re actually here.”

“I know. I’m just as surprised as you are.”

tap tap tap tap

The room is so quiet that the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heels tapping against the tiled floor. You can say that that is one of your observable annoying habits tapping your foot on the floor when you're a nervous wreck.

Sighing in retaliation, you removed your hoodie, fanning yourself as you tried to relax and get comfy on the hotel couch (which should be comfortable enough since you paid a shit ton of money on that room), switching the TV on to get your mind off of things. The lackluster array of shitty sitcoms didn’t distract you at all, but it instead reminded you of the reasons why you’re in that room in the first place.

Having nothing to do to pass the time, you paced back and forth in the room, finally sitting down once you realized that it looks way worse than you just tapping your foot. You folded your arms right across your chest, looking at the watch from time to time but the hands of the clock seem to be moving slower the more you stare at it.

Quarantine started almost a year ago and it's been very hard for you. Sexually. It's been almost a year since you've been touched by a man and you’re more than ready to jump on anyone’s dick at any this point,

Too bad that that dick is taking his sweet time in the bathroom.

tap tap tap tap

Your foot found its rhythm once again, only this time, you’re not nervous anymore. Your patience is wearing thin.

As if summoned by the constant tapping, the guy comes out of the bathroom, just casually drying himself while wearing nothing but the towel dangerously hanging on his waist and a boyish smile on his lips.

No biggie.

"Hey."

Suddenly, you’re not tapping anymore.

Head empty, just thoughts of a hot guy patting down a towel all over his toned body.

“I hope I didn’t make you wait for too long.”

He spoke, tossing aside the towel on his hands on the sofa, finally giving you a full view of him and all his glory.

You must admit, you’re skeptical at first. The guy that’s been sending you faceless thirst traps just days ago, telling you how he’d fuck you senseless looked a lot different from the guy who entered the hotel room just a moment ago.

He came in wearing those black oversized hoodies that did a great job in hiding his best features. His hair was a bit long for your taste, covering half of his face while the face mask hid the other.

But this man right here in front you, he’s Adonis.

You unconsciously bit your lower lip, earning a chuckle from the guy.

“I’m guessing that you’d like to start now?”

You nodded, the tension and awkwardness rendering you unable to speak.

He smiles as he takes the remote from you, turning off the television because the main show is about to start.

You started to tense up again, eyes wide as you realized that he’s now right beside you, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he sat down. He leans over, soft lips coming into contact with your exposed neck and shoulders, landing small pecks all over.

You sat there breathless as he slowly ran his fingers to the side of your thighs, tracing circles at it while giving small, reassuring kisses on your neck and shoulders. It’s as if he’s asking you for your consent, waiting for you to open up to him before he makes a move.

He got his answer when you turned around to face him, running your fingers into his cheeks before cupping his face, your lips finally touching his. He moved in the same pace as earlier, slow and calculating. You got a bit impatient once again, biting his lower lips gently to let him know that he can do more.

He grabbed you by the waist and successfully placed you on top of him. The kiss got even more sloppy as you ran your hands through nape, then into his soft locks. His hands travelled once again, finger running through legs again, stopping as soon as he reached the hem of your skirt, flipping it up to reveal the thin lace material that barely covered your core. You took that as initiative to remove the towel on his waist and grinded against his growing member, the friction and heat enough to earn a groan out of him.

He held your waist once again, firmly this time, halting your movement completely.

You broke away from the kiss, staring him in the eyes to read his face.

“Something wrong?”

“Hold tight.”

You were about to ask about what hold tight mean, but your arms cling unto him involuntarily as he lifts the both of you out of the sofa.

Jeno laid you gently in the bed, making sure not to break eye contact as he does so. He looked like he's about to eat you alive, which is enough to send flush to your cheeks.

“I would’ve loved to bend you over that sofa, but I think it’s just proper that our first time will be on the bed.”

"God. You're beautiful."

He then ran his fingers towards the thin fabric of your blouse, feeling every part of your torso like he's memorizing every detail of it. His hands then travelled in your chest, squeezing the swell of your breasts on each hand, fingers shaking as he does so. It felt like an artist admiring his delicate work of art.

He situated himself between your legs, taking a moment to admire you first before doing anything else.

He started to run his hand on your cleavage and stopped on the uppermost button of your blouse, taking his time to remove all of them and placing a kisses at the exposed skin. After all of the buttons are taken care of, you lifted your body up and slid off the fabric. Your black lacy bra finally made its appearance. You took the liberty of taking that off too, as slow and as you possibly can.

 Jeno just stared at your body in awe, breathing heavily as his eyes scanned your naked glory.

 "Gorgeous."

He said under this breath before leaning down to claim your lips once again. You're turned on by how much attention he's giving your body now. You're usually loud in bed but his gestures are making you bashful. You've never felt this beautiful before.

You can feel his hands trembling as it travels all over your body, his kisses getting even more needy. There was moans of satisfaction every time he would lick your lips. Jeno was kissing you like you were oxygen and he needed to breath.

His hands travelled south, running across your thigh and your now aching core. You're about to remove your skirt and underwear but he stopped your hands midway.

"Keep it."

He took your hands away from your skirt and placed them just above your head.

"Just sit there and relax baby. Let me treat you."

You did just like he told you and gave him full control of your body.

"Good girl."

His lips brushed your ears, whispering sweet nothings about how beautiful you are under him. His kisses then went down to your neck, using his tongue and teeth, marking everything he can get his mouth on with his saliva. Meanwhile, his hands finally touched you down there, massaging your still clothed wetness.

His middle and index finger felt your slit, moving it in swift motion in search for your clit.

"Oh my god. That's it."

You gasped as his fingers finally hit the right spot, tossing your head back as his fingers made circles at your bundle or nerves.

You opened your legs more, leaning on your arms on your back, head tossed back and eyes closed as you feel your impending orgasm.

He dipped his hand inside your underwear and collected some of your essence with his fingers. The mental picture of him licking his fingers deliciously is enough to get you off for weeks.

It didn't take long before he took your panties off and his ducked his head down. He opened your legs once again and licked one long stripe on your core, making sure to taste all of you. You sat there and watch as he hungrily takes all of you in his mouth, acting like your pussy is a full course meal and he's been starving for years.

Within moments, you've become a moaning, toe curled mess. You ran your fingers to his blonde hair, guiding him on how to move his tongue and fingers on you. At one point, he bit some of your sensitive skin, making you scream a string of curses under your breath.

"Stop stop stop."

You grab a fistful of his hair and he paused from what he was doing. You pushed him gently away from you, leaving him staring at you confusedly. The confusion didn't last long when you flipped your current position, you're now on top.

"Can I ride your face?"

At this point, you're bold and horny enough to use your words and ask him. He just nodded, sliding himself from underneath you and went back to eating you like a champ. You grabbed his hands and placed them across your chest, squeezing your breasts to send him a message. He was quick to pick up and followed suit, pinching your nipples right in between fingers while your ride his face to orgasm.

"Shit. I'm coming..."

  You writhed from above him as you come undone. Your body felt cold all over. Your eyes are ringing, feeling dizzy as you almost passed out while you bucked your hips a few more times to milk your release.

You didn’t have time to recover when you heard your phone ringing from outside. Your legs felt a little shaky and you almost tumbled and hit your head in the wall if Jeno didn’t help you get up. You  sat down on the floor, butt-ass naked as you frantically searched for your phone from under all of your stuff before you finally pressed the answer button.

“Yes mom?”

“Where have you been? Your father’s been looking for you at the library. He’s picking you up on your way home.”

You buried your head on the couch to shake off the buzzing feeling on your head. You placed a pillow on your body while you searched for your discarded clothes all over the hotel room.

“Oh yeah. I went to the café and got something to eat. Tell Dad I’ll meet him outside the library.”

“Okay sweetie. Can you pick up some groceries on your way back? I’ll text you the list.”

“Yeah mom. Bye.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as you started putting on the outfit that you wore when you left home.

“Where are you going?”

Jeno reluctantly got dressed as well, his shy demeanor came back as soon as he wore his glasses and fixed his hair.

“I got to go, Jeno. I’m sorry that I’m leaving in such a bad time…”

You went over to him and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I promise to make it up to you next time, okay? I’d love to meet you again.”

You grabbed a paper bag from your backpack and handed it to him, waving as you bolted out the door.

After fixing his things, he sat down for a moment and took a quick peek inside the package that you left him.

It was a ziplock bag of full of cookies and a whole other treat.

You left him your two-piece lace lingerie.

To be continued.

[theringers]

V-card anon: hi sorry about that first ask i kinda went into a fugue state (spelling?) altered state of reality maybe when i wrote that and damn near outlined a fic in your inbox

The way we played hot seat was either part of a larger drinking game when a certain card was pulled from a deck, or just on it's own. You sit in a circle, everyone has a drink, usually a beer or cider. In the card pull version, the one who pulls the card gets asked a question by every person playing and if they refuse to answer they drink from their drink. In the standalone, you do that but everyone gets a turn being asked until people get bored and leave. Fun way to find out shit about people. Usually the unwritten rule is that you can't lie. I imagine everyone sitting on shitty chouches and chairs in a semi circle around a table full of cups and bottles playing it

Questions i have been asked: are you a top or bottom? Do you like anal? Wheres the weirdest place you've fucked? Body count? Favorite position (sexual)? Fuck marry kill/ignore people in this room (EVERY TIME I PLAYED I GOT THIS QUESTION)? Tits or ass or other? Favorite non sexual body part ex. Thigh? Ideal fuck buddy? Sex regrets? Etc

Also more weird details i have head cannoned out for some drivers and most likely does not fit with irl personalities, do with this what you will, use it or don't i just have feelings. Also everyone is like compressed in age to like 20-27ish except for some of the grid who i will just think of as younger alumns who come back:

Danny R: social chair, owns a jeep he takes the doors off of in the summer, walks girls home at night to make sure they're ok, tries to DJ house events and is rebuffed by literally everyone, has like 30 pairs of vans you trip over in his room, stolen roadsigns everywhere, masters in something arigcultural or physiological, cutoff frat shirts for days, fuckboy but nice, a bit cringe, will drive around with you at night so you can scream, met reader bc she had a band tee on and wanted to talk to her about it (no gatekeeping)

Charles: some kind of engineering or math degree but no one has any idea how the fuck he's gotten so far, 4.0 never studies, games with other house members, will show up at events randomly you will have no idea how he gets on your couch but he is there, the best and worst taste in clothes, is the only one allowed to play the piano in the house, sweet, cannot help you with studies but is always down for helping you out after, has to be reminded to clean stuff, disaster bi, reader met his gf first and they probably met through that

Pierre: good fashion and music taste, shirt is gone halfway through the night, also fuckboy but wholesome, actually studies, plays a sport for sure probably soccer in some way either club or Division he's too good for rec, will hold your hair back so you can throw up, will tell you your outfit sucks, good at math, also part of the squad that games, econ major, workout buddies with reader anday have taken a math class together

Max: is part of the hockey team he will go pro, also actually studies, got into gaming because of Charles, has the nicest car, is serious until he gets a couple drinks in him, he and Daniel are close and roomed together at some point, owns like 30 sets of the same outfit a white tee and jeans, knows reader through Dan and they get dragged by him to some of the same stuff

Lando: is a pledge or new member his big is Carlos, undeclared major, just happy to be here, gaming squad, used to play lacrosse or something equally obscure, king of knowing where the good snacks are, weirdly good at beer pong, growing into a fuckboy wholesomeness level tbd, probably sweet with reader as she helped him through a blackout or something, met her because she's basically house mom for some of the new boys (the kind of mom who will teach you to do laundry or iron ONCE)

Carlos: hockey flow but does not play hockey, actually studies and is smarter than what people give him credit for, came from a private high school and uni really opened his horizons, also good study buddy, gets along with most people, goes to office hours the most out of the actually studies gang, fun at parties, owns the frat dogs, he and reader met at Office hours (they were the only students) and found they had mutual friends too

Lewis: is/was president of frat, great grades greater bod, did full evolution from fuckboy to good man, has the back tests and the moral support, up for late noght talks about life, definitely was a D1 athlete, best fashion game, implemented no hazing policy, fits into notable alum or PhD category

Mick: undergrad like Lando, also plays soccer or something, too sweet, also walks girls home/holds your hair back etc, cleans parts of the house that aren't his responsibility, higher alcohol tolerance than you expect, everyone is bizarrely protective of him, legacy member (his dad was a legend), drives a motorbike around campus and can't decide between law and psychology, actually studies, met reader through the frat and she would die for him, brings her to class on the bike sometimes because the bike is faster

George: business major, frat treasurer, three ring binder business casual in class kind of guy, nice enough, shirt comes off when drunk, runs marathons and a podcast about investments, best notes in the game and great study partner, actually studies, is drinking monster at 6AM but not because he stayed up late, he and reader met through the frat and sometimes drink wine and bitch together

Lance: hockey player, legacy member, studies sometimes, sarcasm on point, great at stack cup, very chill, knows every good nap spot on campus, also has high alcohol tolerance, is the kind of person who does well in the cold but does not like it, wears headphones so people don't talk to him, great one on one but not in crowds, business major and minor in computer science, probably also met thru Lance's gf but vibe as more introverted people and will cover for each other if one does not want to go out

Nicky: a good boy, part of the walks people home squad, sets up designated drivers for parties, good snack game, future in medical field, good listener, pretty good study buddy, midnight snack enabler, met reader through frat and his gf he and reader are on babysitting duty together sometimes when others get too drunk/high

Yuki: also a pledge or new, majoring in games or computer science as they gave me the same energy as him, games squad, bit of a mad lad, has several stolen street signs, good, met reader through frat and Yuki is the only one patient enough to explain some games to reader, they cuss people out on mic

Esteban: good man, has a full ride scholarship, actually studies, also good study buddy, Dan's little, plays soccer but maybe on a rec team because he prioritizes school, very sweet guy as well, probably chose a really practical major/dual major, met reader through Dan and are also dragged similar places by him

Antonio: manbun, philosophy or classics major possibly business dual, generally good natured but can be seen supplying his own wine at parties, used to be really into metal but kept the hair, does not know that people find him attractive, soccer boi, met reader through frat and she's the only one who will (pretend) to listen to him rant about philosophy

Alex Albon: another full scholarship guy, somehow gets along with everyone, switched majors due to an asshole professor, electrical engineering or computer engineering, actually studies, helps with frat pets,will show you pictures of his cats at home, sweetie, another contender for will hold your hair or walk you home, probably met reader through a class or club and found they had mutual friends and that reader is friends with his gf

Notable alums:

Checo - dad, successful in finance somehow (he looks like an really successful accountant of CFO to me idk why)

Kimi - dad but people forget he is, holds the record for most drinks in 24 hours that will never be come close to by anyone else, shows up on random alum weekends with 2 kegs, legally cannot tell you what he does or he would actually have to murder you

Valterri - was good at a sport when he was there, now a very effective lead engineer at an architectural firm

Seb - environmental or mechanical engineering, all around good guy with someone the best grades in frat history

Alonso - legendary for sexual exploits (consensual)

Anyone I put as actually studies is probably the type reader would hang around for more serious stuff/schoolwork and would probably be closer to, with the exception of Dan bc I feel like he'd be like we're friends now :)) we shall hang or Charles bc he will just show up. I also imagine she has a pretty good friendship with any existing gf, however if a driver does have a gf and he is the love interest sorry bb girl u gotta go for the purposes of this fic

Sorry this is so long hahaaaaaaa glad you liked my Charles thoughts ilu

i honestly wasn’t going to share this like the rest of the anon asks i’ve gotten that i keep close to my heart but this was just too good to keep to myself.

LOOK! AT! THIS!

f1 drivers as frat bros/college students headcannon

i’m writing a series - each “chapter” will be a smut with a different frat bro and i’m hoping to post a sneak peek this week some time but here’s something to hold you over and give you some ideas

to my vcard anon - i appreciate this so much. my inbox is always open for ur thoughts bc they are SO GOOD !! can’t wait for you to read the first part of the series bby

PS if some of this doesn’t make sense to u feel free to send in asks (i know a lot of this is focused on american college culture so if u don’t get it i’m happy to explain)

[beware-of-you-98]

BAU as College Professors AU

*cracks knuckles*

Penelope

penelope is a graphic design professor

she loves teaching kids about the wonders of photoshop!!

hates illustrator and indesign with a burning passion

(the illustrator pen tool can fucking choke for all she cares)

(AND HOW THE FUCK DO YOU PUT THE FRONT AND COVER TOGETHER IN INDESIGN!?!?)

(she really hates both applications sm 😭)

is always reluctant to teach them but does it begrudgingly

(she’s just glad there’s other professors in the department that teach editorial and graphic illustration)

teaches photography!!

encourages the students to be as expressive as they want to be with their pictures!!!

she’ll be just as enthusiastic to see a close up of a sneaker as she is to see a sunset landscape shot

teaches the graphic design studio classes too!!

she always has music playing!!

half the time, her students come into the class and her glasses are all skewed, her hands are covered in paint or glue and some abstract art piece is sitting on her desk

when the students ask her what it is, she just gives the projects human names

“hey professor... what did you make there?” “oh, this?? her name is... pam.... yeah, pam”

she doesn’t offer up any further explination than that

and the students just accept it

her office light is always off

but she has multiple fairy lights in various colors hung up

her office is v inviting!!!

students come to her to vent or to talk about their problems bc the campus therapist doesn’t help all lmao

she always has on the most unique outfits but she pulls them off so well

a ray of sunshine tbh!!

Spencer

teaches major science and math courses

he teaches chemistry but only chem for majors in chemistry

it’s not that he can’t teach chem for non majors

but he sometimes gets too ahead of himself and forgets he’s teaching a course for non majors

it’s easier for him to teach for majors because the students can follow his ramblings better

he teaches upper level math courses and usually only has like three students in those classes

he’ll sit up on his desk and debate with the students for the entire hour about the riemann hypothesis

he gets excited because the students are just as enthusiastic as he is

he is two extremes

he either shows up to his classroom like a half hour early and writes out all his notes on the board so that when the students come in, he can go right into lecture

or he’ll show up two minutes before class starts with his hair disheveled, his tie undone and his expression glazed over and just be like “listen up i woke up late and just downed an entire pot of coffee i brewed with several cans of monster energy—i don’t exist on this dimension anymore”

on those days, he lets his students work on other projects for other classes because he knows it’s not fair to ask his students to focus if he’s not

he helps them with their homework

penelope brings him lunch sometimes to make sure he’s eating

he appreciates it a lot because between lesson plans and grading, he sometimes forgets to eat

he’s absolutely the youngest prof on campus

sometimes even his students are older than he is

but everyone addresses him correctly and respects him bc he’s really chill

his office is a disorganized mess

there’s files and papers all over his desk

and a sculpture penelope made for him (she named that one “roger”)

JJ

psychology professor

she really has a passion for teaching and learning about human psychology

(she may have started to become interested in psychology bc her sister was in the psch honors course before she died)

she comes across as a little hostile and unapproachable tbh

but she’s young

and she’s attractive

and she’s not conveniently what people think a professor looks like

she’ll respect her students if they respect her

she didn’t graduate the top of her class and work her ass off for the degree to not be respected

if there’s any inappropriate comments aimmed towards her or anyone in the class, she kicks the aggressor out immediately

she stands at the front of the room and lectures for the beginning part of the semester

once she’s built a good rapport with her students (and vise versa), she becomes more chill

she’ll sit on the edge of her desk and encourage discussion rather than following a book or a set plan

(she finds it’s more interesting that way anyway)

sometimes her students will show up ten minutes before class starts just to talk with her once they’re comfortable with her

she always answers her emails students send her (queen shit tbh 👑)

some kids in the psych major course playfully call her “mom” because she always asks them how they’re doing and about their week

(she hasn’t decided how she feels about it, but she also lets it slide)

always wears pants suits but cuffs the sleeves to the jackets

her office always smells like eucalyptus because she has a small mist diffuser plugged in

she also has a small fish tank with a beta fish inside (its the appropriate size too!!)

(she let a student name the fish—it’s name is sir bubbles of argon)

she also has a sculpture from penelope (“her name is maxine”)

her desk is very organized and clean!!

there’s a small couch in her office and her door is always open

sometimes, students will come in if they’re having a hard time and need someone to talk to

they know jj is there to listen and she always seems to understand (she doesn’t judge them either)

Emily

teaches three languages, both for majors and non majors

spanish, french and russian

(she’s also quite fluent in arabic and italian and can hold her own if she’s speaking in german or mandarin, but the students don’t need to know that)

she’s actually very intimidating lmao

students are so scared of her 😭

she’s serious af

(she smiles in class sometimes though!!)

(besides, she’s only serious inside the classroom)

(outside the classroom, she might even be as approachable as penelope)

always dressed in expensive black suits, polished heeled shoes with very dark makeup and a “don’t fuck with me” steely attitude to match

she also wears expensive watches

she always stands at the front of the class and slowly paces the entire hour

one time someone decided to fuck off in her spanish 101 class

she didn’t even yell at him, she glared

rumor has it the kid was never spotted on campus again after that

(BOY SHE SCARED HIM SO BAD HE DROPPED TF OUT)

despite that, her classes are some of the easiest to take

one because emily has a way of teaching that helps all students understand

and two because her voice is naturally very easy to listen to

students taking her french 101 are going to leave the class speaking fluent conversational french

she also doesn’t tolerate people being racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, etc in her class

if she catches a bigoted comment someone makes in her class, she kicks them immediately

she brings in her cat sometimes

he’s all black and his name is sergio

(he’s her esa that she brings in when she’s feeling really stressed out)

he’s clipped on a harness and sits on her shoulder or on her desk

if he meows, she accepts it as an answer

it’s the only time the students ever see professor emily prentiss as soft

well

other than the days she has the class watch foreign films because the students can tell emily has a fondness for them

her office is pretty organized like jj’s

instead of it being light and inviting, emily decorated her office on a more dark side

she has a few animal skulls, crystals and other gothic memorabilia on her desk or bookshelf

she has a small cat bed on the corner of her desk that sergio sleeps in

on the other corner is a sculpture penelope made her

(it kinda looks like a crow and emily named it kurt)

really, the only colors in her office are dark, deep purples and the small lesbian pride flag sticker on the back of her laptop

Derek

teaches history classes

but like modern history

from like 1940s to present

he refuses to follow most western history books bc they’re not accurate like at all

in his first year of teaching, the dean of his department made him use a book and he hated every second of it

how accurate could the information be if they portray king tut as a white guy???

he graduated under one of the best historians in the country

he also traveled a lot after he graduated and met a lot of people that had first hand experience with major historical events

that’s really what he bases his teachings off of—first hand experiences and encounters

every two weeks or so, he’ll invite in guest speakers to his classes to talk about what they went through (depending on his lesson plans)

that’s how he likes to teach and learn (bc he always loves to learn new things!!)

this is random, but also he is the type of professor to randomly box jump up onto a desk

he also sits in chairs backwards and has a more laid back style to teaching

his exams are based on what the students can learn from history rather than the information itself

he’s always dressed super casual!!

solid color, short sleeve button ups are a favorite!! (no tie)

he gets along with all the students

he’ll talk to the athletes about their games but sound just as enthusiastic and genuine talking with students who are majors in fine arts about their projects

he’s just a v down to earth professor tbh!!

he brings in clooney so much

like... every friday

it’s just another bonus of taking his history classes!!

he and penelope are dating

his office is full of sculptures she makes for him 🥺

he drops by her graphic design studio class with clooney to help out or even to just watch

he’s supportive and encouraging of penelope and her art!!

other than the sculptures penelope makes him, his office is a bit more disorganized than jj’s or emily’s, but cleaner than spencer’s

he has a few papers scattered on his desk but mostly he’s a little more put together

his office door has a small basketball hoop attached that he plays around with if he’s bored (and if penelope is busy)

both he and penelope have a dog bed in their office and water bowls for clooney when he comes in

Hotch

law professor

is the most intimidating professor on campus

like

seriously

if students think professor prentiss is intimidating, they haven’t met professor hotchner

he stands in the front of the room and goes over his lecture without pausing or asking questions

his voice is naturally low and intimidating and he actually never smiles

his attire and appearance is always so professional

suits

ties that are tied so tight, they look like they’re choking him

shoes so polished, he can see his reflection in them

hair always styled neatly

pants and jacket are always wrinkle free

his classes are difficult

not just because of the subject matter, but because he has a very organized, straight forward method to his teaching

students wouldn’t dare act up in his class—they’d be absolute idiots to

he’s quiet and reserved outside the classroom

if the others hear anyone talking shit about hotch behind his back, they’re always quick to come to his defense

they actually know hotch

they know he puts on a hardass exterior, but really he’s just a softie

he always lets them hang in his office with him

he listens to spencer’s ramblings and is extremely patient with him

he has lunch with emily every other day

even if she’s a pain in his ass 99% of the time, he likes that she sticks around and that he can trust her

he shows up to all of penelope’s art shows

and sometimes sits in on derek’s lectures when he has guest speakers

jj brings him pastries from the coffee shop on campus sometimes

he knows that he can come to her if he ever has anything he needs to talk about

(he never opens up to her but he really appreciates the sentiment nonetheless)

penelope has definitely made hotch a few sculptures

(he keeps them at home, but he does have one of her paintings hanging in his office)

speaking of his office it’s hands down the most organized out of all of them

his desk is so clean besides the picture of his son he proudly displays at the corner

he always has his lights off and his door shut

he seems so unapproachable, especially in class

but sometimes his lecture notes have crayon scribbles all over the page

or a small sock will fall out of his briefcase

and maybe, even for a moment, his serious demeanor falls when he spots them

and it almost reassures the students that he is human

Rossi

actually he’s the only one besides maybe reid i can see being a criminology professor

is a retired fbi agent

and successful author

so like that hasn’t changed from canon

but because he doesn’t work for the fbi anymore, he has absolutely no chill and tells all secrets

he’ll be like

talking to his class about a case he worked on in ‘83

and be halfway talking about details of cases that were supposed to be confidential

he’ll pause and go “oops” but keep talking lmaooo

penelope actually never made him a sculpture

instead she made him a coffee mug she made on the wheel and glazed herself!! (she even made her own glaze bc she’s extra like that)

carved on the side is “world’s best italian dad”

(this is because when emily introduced rossi to the group she was like “yeah he’s kinda like my dad” and now everyone calls him “dad”)

(he loves it so much though and proudly accepts his title)

he loves his mug so much and uses it every single day!!!

he’s the only professor besides penelope that let his students refer to him without the title of “professor”

he gives off kind old grandpa vibes

and that he’s only teaching because he really doesn’t have anything better to do during his retirement

but he’s chill and his class is interesting to take

(plus he really does love to teach)

he’ll ramble on and on about his “golden years” as an agent

he will especially talk a student’s ear off if they come up to him and tell him that they read one [or all] of his books

he writes a different quote on his board every single day

his attire is always business casual

he sits on the edge of the desk or on a swivel chair because it’s comfy

he was doing a lecture on jack the ripper and just pushed himself around on the swivel chair, slowly spinning around the front of the room

his voice kept changing in volume every few words because of him facing the wall and then a few moments later facing the classroom

his students refer to him as a “living breathing meme”

he has no idea what the fuck that means

but he take it as a compliment

his office is empty because he goes home after he’s done with classes lmao

he doesn’t do paperwork

or fuck with technology (he never fucking responds to emails smh)

so he has no need for an office

[carebearbliss]

SuperM travelling in Europe

Baekhyun - Spain

So excited to spend the holiday with you, he’s in beagle mode all the way

His enthusiasm is infectious though so you’d honestly have the best of times with him

Makes sure you’re always smiling or laughing (at his jokes)

Playing fun little games when you’re sightseeing, like who gets to the landmark last will have to buy dinner

Plans to become the ultimate tourist, incl. matching floral blouses and khaki shorts

By the time you get back you’ve got tons of goofy pictures of the two of you posing weirdly next to statues and landmarks

Just a really chill vacation honestly, a good balance between relaxing and actively sightseeing

Taemin - Hungary

Taemin strikes me as someone who is able to appreciate beauty in all its forms

You two would stroll around the city of Budapest and just take in the history and charm of all its buildings

Museum dates!!! Also the type of person who’d walk hand in hand with you and then suddenly stop dead in his tracks just to admire whatever building caught his attention

Generally wants to take it slow (the sightseeing, I mean), not really the type to plan elaborately what you guys want to see and when, just kind of “let’s wander around and see what we find” kind of guy

Which kinda gets you two lost more than once during the trip, but neither of you really care since you’re just happy to be someplace so beautiful together

Jongin - France 

Matching outfits are a must!!! It just happens naturally ngl

I think going on a trip with Jongin would make you see new sides of him, like he’d just completely let his guard down and you’ll see his casual, laidback side :)

Generally okay with almost anything you’ve got planned, whether it’s going shopping, sightseeing or just walking in the parks or along the river

He’d rather leave any planning / map reading to you (in case he accidentally gets lost)

Since he’s been to France before, would think along with you as to what would be worth seeing and also show you around a little if he knows the way

You’d end up going on a romantic boat trip and have dinner with a nice view of the Eiffel Tower

Taeyong - Greece

Taeyong would be so excited for this trip (!!), especially because he’s never been to Greece before and it looks so beautiful on the pictures he saw

Lowkey obsessed with taking pictures of the scenery (no worries he won’t forget to take pictures of the two of you)

Aside from maybe a couple of places he really wants to see, just wants to be able to relax together with you

Definitely wants to stay somewhere close to the beach so you can stroll along it during the evenings and watch the sunset (or sunrise, if you’re ambitious)

Would love to get to know the country on a local level, like the food, history, culture, even its people and the music there

Absolutely doesn’t mind staying in a couple times, he’d definitely be up for that too as long as he gets to spend time together with you ;]

Ten - Sweden 

Holds photoshoots in the middle of the street (they turn out pretty aesthetic and professional too)

Would perhaps be curious as to how the nightlife is in Sweden, would definitely want to explore Stockholm at night too!

You two would have the best of times bouncing off on each other’s enthusiasm/energy, just lots of joking and teasing around

Shopping is a must, whether it’s designer clothing stores or random vintage places (and everything inbetween)

If there’s some kind of musical/theater play/art exhibition going on, he’d love to take a visit just to see what it’s all about 

If he passes a street performer he’d probably join in on the performance and start dancing along to the music

Lucas - Italy

Lucas lowkey reminds me of stereotypical Italians (in a good way) ngl

And honestly, I think Lucas would fall in love with the country within days

Definitely would take you out on romantic dinners, both of you dressed to the nines and sipping on some wine

Really wants to make the most of this holiday with you, basically would take you anywhere that’s popular, famous, aesthetically pleasing, and so on and so forth

Extra af when he’s taking pictures of you, holds the camera at weird angles just so he can get the perfect pictures of you

Truthfully, he’d spoil you for sure, would be the person to surprise you with expensive gifts of jewellery he found you looking at when you passed the store

Goes all out to make sure you’ll remember this as the most romantic (and most extra) trip, but above all just wants to make sure you have the time of your life

Mark - Switzerland

Marvels at the beautiful scenery no matter how many times you’ve seen it or how familiar it’s starting to get

Wouldn’t really have anything on the agenda, might even take on a tour guide so neither of you would have to do much planning and you’d get to see everything noteworthy

Definitely up for a boat trip, maybe even rafting if you’re up for it too

Lowkey splurges on souvenirs to take home for his family and friends and the members lol

So excited throughout the entire trip, just a lot of “oh Y/N have you seen that it’s so beautiful!!”

I’d see Mark as someone who’d still want to be active on a trip, like renting bikes and cycling or maybe even hiking

[alright--okay]

you ever been to a basement show? pt. 3

tsukishima kei x reader

summary: Tsukishima sees you everywhere, and for a big school thats weird. And it’s not like he’s gonna do anything, that���d be even weirder, but one day in your shared lecture he sees you wearing a shirt with some small band’s name. A band he know. And well, now he has to know who you are.

word count: ~2.8 k

a/n: the first five chapters are already on ao3 so imma post them here real quick, hope anyone reading enjoys!

read on ao3!

pt. 3 Girl Scout Cookies - Mom Jeans.

“What the hell are you wearing?” Tsukishima said as you walked into the lecture hall, gesturing to your outfit.

“I don’t understand the question.” You calmly replied taking a seat beside him, only to awkwardly bring your legs up to the chair in front of you. The attempt to look laid back and “chill” clearly not working.

Tsukishima widened his eyes and pointedly shifted his gaze to your plaid pants.

“They’re my fun pants!”

“Is fun the word we’re gonna use?”

“Yes. We are. Because these,” you gestured to the patterned pants, “are a statement piece and fashionable. I look trendy and professional.”

“You look like you got lost on your way to an underground cafe that serves farm-fresh honey.”

“That sounds delightful, not gonna lie.” You turned away from Tsukishima to start unpacking your materials for the class. “Oh, and before I forget, I figured you’d like to know that Yachi was very happy to see you again.”

Tsukishima let a small smile slip onto his face at that, “I’m sure, Yachi was close with a lot of us on the volleyball team; when we got to college it just got harder to coordinate, even if we were at the same school.” He turned to look at the pen he had been playing with in his hand, “It was nice to see her too.”

“Aw, Tsukishima, you do have a heart!” You laughed. Even though you had known Tsukishima for a short period of time, it was easy to get comfortable around him. You actually kinda enjoyed his snarky attitude and it was fun to tease him. Not to mention Yachi trusted the dude so you knew he had to be a good person (even if it was deep down).

Tsukishima attempted to ignore you the rest of the class for that comment but decided to bother you by pushing your elbow off your shared armrest every chance he got.

After the third time your pen ran down the page in an abrupt straight line, you stoned your face and silently looked forward, ignoring the chuckles Tsukishima was hiding behind his hand. You slide the small lecture desk back in its place and calmly made your way to one seat over. Once settled again you turned to Tsukishima who was already looking at you with bright eyes and a poorly repressed smile.

“I’m not having it.”

~~~

From Tsukishima archeology:

hey i don’t know if you’d be interested but me yamaguchi and our other roommates were gonna have a game night situation tonight

i think yamaguchi told yachi about it but i wanted to let you know that youre welcome

to come that is

if you want to

You smiled at the texts. Yachi had informed you of the “game night situation” happening on Friday last night, but it had seemed wrong to impose. These were friends Yachi hadn’t seen in how long? And you were just supposed to crash their full reunion? But Yachi had taken the time to assure you that yes, Yamaguchi and Tsukishima were friends from high school, but their other roommates were really just “friends-of-friends”.

She had convinced you to come with her to be another familiar face, but having Tsukishima explicitly invite you made you feel better about the situation as a whole.

To Tsukishima archeology:

yeah yachi told me !! ill see you there :)

You slipped your phone back into your pocket and continued your walk away from campus to your apartment with Yachi. It was still the early afternoon and you were (thankfully) done with classes for the week, giving you plenty of time to mentally prepare for a night of socialization with a group of people you largely didn’t know.

What the fuck did you agree to?

~~~~~~

“So she is confirmed coming?” Yamaguchi asked from the kitchen, peering around the corner to see Tsukishima, hunched over his phone starring at the screen.

“Yeah, she’s coming with Yachi.”

“I still can’t believe she knows Yachi,” Yamaguchi said, shaking his head slightly as he sat beside Tsukishima on the couch. “Well, at least it gave us a reason to reach out, right? I’ve missed my favorite blonde.”

Tsukishima beside him sat up, looking at his friend, “Oh so I’m number two?”

“Sorry, but you’re number three,” Yamaguchi said with false sincerity, “Akiteru beat you out when he brought those pork buns last month.”

Tsukishima gave his friend a blank stare before falling back into the couch with a “shuddup Yamaguchi” mumbled under his breath, Yamaguchi only offering a snicker in response.

“Come on, get up. We have to prepare this place for tonight.” Yamaguchi stood, holding out a hand to help Tsukishima up.

“Prepare? It’s not like we’re throwing a party or something.”

“No, but we have a fairly tiny apartment and with eight peop-”

“Wait, eight? I thought there would only be six…” Tsukishima trailed off as he came to realize who the other two were.

Yamaguchi gave a nod, moving to fix the couches in the small space, “Yep. Bokuto was sad he couldn’t come last weekend so they’re taking the train in. They should be here in like an hour. Hope your new friend likes being interrogated.”

At this Tsukishima groaned. “I might have finally found a normal friend and those two are gonna ruin it.”

“Oh come on, Tsukki. Yeah, they’re loud and crash and have way too much energy BUT you love them.”

“I love Kenma and Akaashi, that’s the only way I deal with those buffoons.” Tsukishima paused before going to help Yamaguchi position the couch, “But for real … do you think they’ll scare y/n?“

“Tsukki, that girl can deal with you. I’m sure she’ll be fine with Kuroo and Bokuto. Plus Yachi is gonna be here, Kenma and Akaashi will keep them in line for her, and by proxy, y/n.”

Tsukishima knew this was true at least. Back in their first year of university, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, and Yachi hung out a lot more and even back then Kuroo and Bokuto would come to visit their respective boyfriends. In the few times all of them would hang out together, Kenma and Akaashi made sure the two were respectful of Yachi, knowing how anxious she could get.

So as long as Kuroo and Bokuto didn’t get you alone, all should be fine.

~~~~~~

“Oho, ho, ho,” a man with black and white spiked hair approached you with wide eyes, getting borderline too close to your face before you even fully walked through the door, “who are you?”

“I’m y/n, it’s uh, nice to meet you.” you tried to give a casual smile as the man continued to make direct eye contact with you, “I like your hair.”

His face lit up with a blinding smile, “Thank you! Your hair is also very nice, very pretty, suits your face shape.” A genuine smile slipped on your face at the compliment, “I’m Bokuto Koutarou, I don’t live here.” His smile still in place, despite your now confused expression, “And Yachi! I haven’t seen you in forever!” Bokuto turned to your roommate who had been standing beside you, leaning down to give her a seemingly very tight hug.

“Hello, Bokuto-san!” This was not one of the people Yachi had told you about. She had mentioned Tsukishima and Yamaguchi’s other two roommates, but nothing about a random boisterous man.

“Bokuto, please put her down.” A very pretty man came from around the corner, laying a hand on Bokuto’s shoulder. Bokuto did such and turned to throw an arm around the man’s shoulders. “It’s nice to see you again, Yachi.” He now faced you with a small smile just barely curving his lips, “And you must be y/n? Tsukishima said he invited another friend.”

“Yes, that would be me. Can I assume you live here?”

“You can. I’m Akaashi Keiji and you’ve met my boyfriend I see.” Boyfriend got it. “Everyone else is in the kitchen getting snacks but feel free to get comfortable.” He gave you two another smile before going back down the hallway he came, Bokuto trailing behind him.

You and Yachi walked over to the small living room area in front of you, “Sorry I didn’t warn you about Bokuto, I didn’t realize he was coming.”

“It’s all good,” you said with a chuckle, “He seems nice.”

“He is! It probably means that Kuroo is here too, but don’t worry! He’s nice too! They can just get kind of … loud.” The two of you were interrupted by a freckled man (who you recognized as Yamaguchi from pictures Yachi had shown you) that walked into a room.

“Yachi! What’s up?” His smile was warm as the two met in a hug, “And y/n! It’s nice to officially meet you.”

“Same. I’m happy to expand my social circle,” you said, returning his smile with a chuckle.

“So as for games-”

“Y/N!” You startled at your name being yelled by an unfamiliar man (possibly, Kuroo? He was already loud) power walking from the hallway. Tsukishima was quickly trailing behind him, trying to act calm but obviously failing. “Were you the vixen that swept our dear Tsukki away last Saturday night?”

Your wide-eyed gaze met Tsukishima’s (who looked physically in pain), “Perhaps.” Tsukishima closed his eyes, seeming to anticipate the following smirk that grows on the man’s face at your answer. “But in my defense, Yachi was there too.”

“Yes, but Tsukki didn’t know that, did he.” Eyes turn to Tsukishima, who was now sitting at the end of the couch, a hand rubbing his eyes underneath his glasses.

“Can we move on?”

“No! We cannot, but first,” Kuroo looks to Bokuto, both straightening their backs as they say simultaneously, “shots?”

Oh, this was going to be a fun night.

~~~

“Tsukishima. Tsukishima … Tsuki … shima”

“Can I help you?”

“Please let me try on your glasses.” Okay so maybe the sixth shot was a bad idea. “Please, I just want to see how blind you are.”

You were usually okay when it came to drinking, never getting too wild or out of control, but the vibe of the night mixed with Tsukishima still being annoyingly sober after three drinks made you more … talkative.

“I’m not blind.” Tsukishima relented, slipping his glasses from his face and into your waiting hand, and subsequently onto your face.

“Damn, you really aren’t, this is a pussy prescription.” Your eyes were slightly glazed as they looked around the living room, not being able to focus on the shapes of the room.

Kuroo broke into a cackle from his position on the floor playing a card game with Bokuto, Akaashi, and Yachi, “Fucking burn Tsukki.”

“Kuroo.” Kenma called, curled around a pillow on the couch, phone clutched in hand.

“Sorry, sorry. Quiet voice, shhhh.” Kenma gave a nod and returned to his huddled position.

You focused back on Tsukishima, giving him his glasses, “I used to wear glasses, you know. My prescription was really bad. I’ve been wearing contacts recently though, hence the,” you gestured to your face, lacking frames.

“So that’s how you know I have a ‘pussy prescription’?”

“Heh wait, ‘pussy prescription,’ I just realized.” You giggled at him, “Like the opposite of a dick appointment.”

“Alright, that’s enough of that conversation. Want some water?”

“Yes, but also!” You faced the other members of the group in their various positions around the small room, “can we order food?”

“Now that’s what I like to hear!” Bokuto sprang up, already going around the room to take orders before calling in an order to a local restaurant, known to be specifically used by drunk college students at two a.m.

While Bokuto and Kuroo left to pick up the order, you quietly sat back down next to Tsukishima.

“I know this is very out of the blue and maybe it’s cause I’m a lil drunk-”

“A little?”

“Shaddup, I’m not that bad,” you gently slapped his chest at the comment (and wow that’s a thought for later), “just … thank you for inviting me.”

“Well, you know, we were inviting Yachi, just seemed like we were obligated to and all that.” Tsukishima wasn’t looking at you but you could see a light blush staining the tops of his cheeks.

“Oh, I’m sure you were very obligated to do so. But come on bro, I’m trying to have a tender moment.”

“… you’re welcome.” You stared at him intensely, he sighed before relenting, “Okay, I get it. I’m glad you came. Seriously.”

You smiled up at him, “Do you guys do this type of thing often? You guys are all really nice and I think Yachi is happy to have you guys back in her life. I think the both of us would really enjoy doing this again.”

Tsukishima gave a small smile back, “I think the both of you are welcome anytime.”

“Glad to hear it.”

The two of you sat in your own bubble for a bit before the smack of the door against the wall alerted you to the food arriving.

The night ended soon after that, everyone sitting on various pieces of furniture in the cramped space, slowly sobering up and getting sleepier at the same time while eating your respective orders (and if you stole some of Tsukishima’s french fries, no one had to know).

Akaashi had already dragged a clingy, half-awake Bokuto to their bedroom, and Kenma had been curled half on Kuroo’s lap for the last half hour. Yamaguchi, while still participating in conversation, was letting out large yawns in the middle of sentences and Yachi wasn’t much better.

“Alright, I think we should head home,” you said, turning to Yachi who slowly nodded in agreement. The two of you rose, slipping your shoes and coats on near the door, “it’s been real, goodnight everyone, I hope to see you soon.” Yachi also giving a quiet goodbye to the room.

“I’ll walk you guys home, it’s late and Tokyo can get scary at night,” Tsukishima said, walking over to his own set of shoes and coat.

“Thank you, Tsukki,” Yachi replied, continuing to settle into her coat. You didn’t voice your own thanks, but you smiled at Tsukishima.

“What a gentleman, Tsukki. It was a pleasure to see you ladies,” Kuroo said, voice much quieter than it was previously in the night.

You and Yachi waved as a final goodbye for the night before the three of you made the short walk to your apartment.

~~~~~~

It didn’t take long for Tsukki to see you and Yachi off. Just as he had done last Saturday, he walked you two to the door where you all said your goodbyes.

“Hey text me when you get home, I heard these streets can get scary.” You told Tsukishima as you entered your building.

“Yeah, I will,” You smiled at him then turned back to walk with Yachi further into the building.

Tsukishima took his time going back to the apartment, reflecting on tonight’s events. You got along with his friends. That was good. That was a normal thing to want from a new friend. Just a friend. Yeah, he could go with that.

He tried to be quiet entering the apartment, but it was no use, Kuroo and Yamaguchi were still sitting in the living room and immediately turned to him.

“So … ” Yamaguchi began.

“You and y/n seem to be getting close,” Kuroo winked and tried to raise his eyebrows at Tsukishima but the movement ending up looking twitchy and not at all smooth.

Tsukishima tried to look aloof as he answered their waiting stares, “She doesn’t like me like that.”

“Wait, so does that mean you like her like that?” Yamaguchi smiled, seeing the slight tensing of his friend’s shoulders.

“Oh, that is definitely what it means, Yama.”

“No, no it does not,” Tsukishima tried to stop the two before they had the idea hard set in their minds, “y/n is just a friend. We like the same music, we share a singular class, and yeah okay she’s kinda cute-”

“Oho, ho, ho, did you hear that Yamaguchi?” Fuck. Kuroo’s smirk was wide at this point, “So this is happening then?”

“Nothing is happening.” Tsukishima quickly finished ripping off his shoe and walked to his room to pass out for the night, he could still hear Yamaguchi’s reply to Kuroo though as he shut the door.

“It’s happening.”

Tsukishima sighed, sprawling across his bed. Before he forgot, he pulled up his phone.

To y/n:

streets weren’t too bad

i got mugged but the scar is gonna be pretty cool

From y/n:

does it at least go through your eyebrow?

To y/n:

just a little bit :/

From y/n:

i dunno man

is it really worth it at that point

To y/n:

…

goodnight y/n

From y/n:

goodnight tsukishima

[jenomark]

hi! just wanted to first say i love your writing. have you ever done anything about how each member would be while traveling with their significant other? i love traveling so much and started to think more into it

Taeil: Naps in trains and on planes. Moving through the early morning, the sun barely kissing the sky. Casual clothes and sweet airport snacks. His eyes are tired, but he’s so excited he can barely contain it. Minimal luggage and zero plans. Sweater paws. He spends all day adjusting to the time zones, with you cradled in his arm. Late-night room service, and a good movie. 

Johnny:  His camera is full of outfit-of-the-day photos of both of you: him leaning against pillars, thick vines snaking up the wall beside him, and you sitting on the steps of a cafe, looking down at your yellow shoes. He’ll wear beanies and sunglasses, a relaxed hoodie and a denim jacket. There’s a camera around his neck, a warm smile on his face. People watching in countries where you don’t speak the native tongue. 

Taeyong: Red-eye flights. Departing in pajamas and landing in fashionable clothes. A face mask for every fashion choice. Too much luggage for too little time. His phone sitting in the bottom of his bag because he counts on you to lead him. He holds your hand in places he feels anxious. Paying for food at the first available and open eatery. Impatience. Stopping to look at people playing music in the streets. Getting scammed because he’s too kind. 

Yuta: Stress-free trips. Makes sure you get enough sleep before traveling. Takes care of all the harder parts, like luggage and passports. Is friendly to everyone he meets. More excited than you thought he would be. Wants to try and do everything within reason. Couples massages and good food. Contacts home to tell them about the wonderful trip he’s having. A lot of late night swimming adventures. Kisses on the beach. 

Kun: Normally hates to travel but enjoys it if it’s with you. Watches planes depart. Asks you about your life goals. Takes things seriously. Sweet cheek kisses and him fixing your hair when it’s a mess. Goes almost entirely off of the grid when traveling. Only sees you in every passing face he meets. Lives to make sure you’re having the best, most relaxing time.

Doyoung: Plans an itinerary long before traveling. Is always punctual. Clings to you during romantic moments, holding your hand and smiling his gummy smile. Wants to know you’re having a good time. Wants things to be a learning experience, but also leaves room for fun. Takes breaks in the hotel room to catch your breaths. Talks about going back but never actually does.

Ten: Doesn’t care about being late, or on time. Always makes it to where he wants to go. Stopping to buy souvenirs in airport shops. Makes up stories about strangers to pass the time. Becomes friends with the locals. Surprises you with couples outfits. Makes the best of every situation. Can’t remember every place he’s been to, but remembers exactly how you looked in those places.

Jaehyun: Stands tiredly waiting to board the plane, your head on his shoulder, and your hand in his. Never gets enough sleep. Charms everyone he meets with his smile. Watching Disney movies on the plane. A few drinks, a cab already waiting to take you to a hotel. Luxury. Going out on the town at night, exploring places other people recommend. Using your own toiletries. Listening to a Bluetooth speaker to fall asleep.

WinWin: Has a count down until you both leave. Loves to get you hype about travelling with him. Takes you places he’s familiar with. Wants to impress you with his culture. Hugs you whenever he’s waiting for something, his mind slipping into daydreams. Takes pride in all that he shows you. There is no limit to the things he will do for you both to have a good time.

Jungwoo: No plans. Wants every footstep to be an adventure. Laughs with you about everything. Long discussions with random strangers on trains. Accidentally gets the both of you invited to people’s houses. Tries food he’s never tried before. Moves freely and unafraid. Tugs you along to the next thing that excites him. Wants the both of you to grow from the experience.

Lucas: Non-stop laughter and back hugs. Drinks and late night dancing. Moving through the world clumsily. Falling asleep on his chest after being so full from eating good food. Getting to know the deepest parts of him and realizing just how much you really like him. So much patience and enthusiasm for everything.

Mark: A list on his phone of everything he wants to do. Neither of you knowing quite where to start. Wanting to be spontaneous but being a little too high strung. Feeling happy enough just doing touristy things. Comfortable shoes and him holding your bags for you. Wandering away from each other and coming back again.

Xiaojun: Getting lost in airport terminals. Sitting on top of his luggage bag and asking you to wheel him around. Laughs everything off like it’s not that serious. Falls asleep in your lap as you’re waiting. Keeps translation books in his bag. Craves one big adventure. Ends up in the craziest situations you could imagine.

Hendery: Listens to your needs. Remembers everything you forgot to pack. Is into a really calming experience. Wants to get plenty of rest before you explore a new city. Wants to learn more about you and strengthen the relationship. Takes pictures of your side profile and never tells you about them. Has a lot of surprises planned just for you.

Renjun: Prefers doing things most people don’t do. Likes gimmicky attractions and things that make him laugh. A feeling of being with a friend. You resting your head on his shoulder in outdoor cafes, watching him play games on his cell phone. Getting into heated discussions about folklore and fairy tales. Stargazing and nose kisses.

Jeno: Sitting in his lap at train stations. Giving him the window seat because you know he wants it but won’t ask for it. Packed lunches and Boba. Him draping his jacket over your lap to keep you warm. Day trips and weekends to places not too distant. Walking through the cities hand-in-hand, him giving you his best eye smile.

Haechan: Has a travel playlist. Is terrified of getting sick. Wants to do things that scare him: skydiving in foreign countries, swimming with sharks. Never wants to go back to the room and sleep. Walks through the streets like he belongs. Good at haggling with street vendors. Keeps a photo of you from the plane as his phone wallpaper for months afterwards.

Jaemin: Does everything low key because he doesn’t like to show off. Only likes doing necessary things. Believes creating lasting memories is important. Is happy as long as he’s doing something chill with you. Pets every dog he passes. Plans his next trip with you while he’s on the current one.

YangYang: Racing him throughout the terminal. Acting like a big kid without a care in the world. Playing silly games to pass the time. Excited to tell you about all of the interesting facts he learned about a country. Is always polite to every staff member he encounters. 

[boymeetsweevil]

bts as boyfriends

a/n: tbh this was basically a list of things i just had swirling around in my head and its basically a continuation of my moments w/ bts and sleepovers w/ bts

Kim Seokjin

Squishes your cheeks together in his big ol’ hands because he can and because he thinks you look cute that way

Is highkey a fan of having matching stuff, but not full-blown couple outfits

thats where he draws the line >:|

Created a separate instagram account just to document the meals you guys have together on your date nights

Dumb (but cute) snapchats of him doing that fast yelling thing he does but he just tells you how much he misses you rly aggressively

also spams you with selfies and videos from other members’ accounts

Pets names hmmm

prefers to call you Doll 

yeobo seems too serious (its what his parents call each other)

Sweetie/Honey makes him feel like an old woman

On your one year anniversary he gave you a 5000 dollar watch but presented it in a box wrapped in printer paper that had his face printed all over it that he made in Microsoft word with some of the editing crew’s help

all of his gifts get wrapped this way 

Jin Is scary serious when you take a selfie together

“Babe, this isn’t the angle--quick lets move over here so we can still catch the light” ***proceeds to sprint ahead of you to some random spot where the lighting is optimal and hurry u over like “ >:( cmon the sun is setting” ***

Is not your typical PDA type, will do weird things just to embarrass you

puts his hand in your back pocket while you’re in the starbucks line and smiles when you give him incredulous side eye

rests his phone on your head to mock you for being shorter than him

Links arms with you like old lady gal pals while you’re walking because he knows you HATE IT

fake moans when you swat his arm for being weird and embarrassing

you shushing him and ending up just glaring because he has no shame and there’s an old man glaring at u on the subway

You can bet he tests out recipes on you!

some of ur most romantic nights have been when you come over just casually but the whole house smells like food he’s been tweaking

you sit at a stool by the kitchen island and he comes by with like 8 different sauces you need to try and noodles to test for texture

He is the type of boyfriend that thinks its funny to gross you out

he eats food the fell on the floor just to piss you off

will kiss u while he’s chewing gum :(

touches u with his bare feet  :((((((

Min Yoongi

Is less bold but NEVER lacking with his affection

Likes to take walks in any weather

E.g. Loves when its rainy because then you have to huddle close because he INSIsts on sharing an umbrella

E.g. Will even walk in the winter/end of fall because he likes to share mittens and scarves - this is the closest thing to cheesy you will ever get with him

Isn’t the type to send selfies

if he does, its just of his shoes of the day with an ironic caption like “rate my fit and i’ll follow back” 

Readily accepts all of your selfies, though

Upgraded his phone 2x just so he could have the extra storage to save all your photos

a lot of them are blackmail worthy, which is the reason for saving them half the time

Yoongi Is a champ when you get drunk

will hold your hair back

lets you spit your gum out into his bare fucking hand before u hurl and will not flinch 

rejects all of your lewd propositions, but may record you and play back your whiny drunk voice the next morning to make you reconsider taking shots next time (PS u dont ever reconsider)

he likes home dates too, obvi

usually you schedule naps at his place because everything about his bedroom is better than yours

mattress is huge and the perfect firmness

sheets are higher thread-count 

can sleep with his hand up your shirt all he wants because he doesn’t have any roommates at his own place

pillows are always cool to the touch BUT

he might schedule dates at your place if he’s been away and just wants to bury himself in your smell. Speaking of...

...Yoongo is a smeller

he is always smelling you, loves how you smell

He smells your hair while zoning out waiting for his americano to come out when ur at a cafe

He’ll wrap himself around you from behind and sniff your neck idly while he plays candy crush on your belly while u try to cook dinner

Nicknames vary on his mood/your behavior

brat - for when you’re being a brat duh

kid - default, all purpose and a little mocking

your last name when he’s feeling rowdy

your first name when he’s emotional

Jung Hoseok

Hobi always runs full force at u when he sees you even if you’ve been in each other’s faces all week

Whenever he’s bored and you’re nearby he’ll moonwalk around you

You love to watch him practice but you also hate it because if you make eye contact he’ll come over and try to pull you in to teach you

He’s tried to teach you to dance dozens of times and you never get any of his choreo

usually it ends in him maneuvering you into a slow 2 step

which then always becomes a tiny makeout session

but honestly so many other random activities you do together turn into makeout sessions because tbh hob is a bit of a greaseball

this means that half the time you’re ignoring him pawing at u and making cheesy jokes during inopportune times 

the other half of the time ur dragging him by the collar and looking for an empty room to take him into because u dig him and his cheesy horndog antics

He’s also lowkey highkey a dudebro

crowds you because he wants to chest bump and ur like “-.- again?”

kept trying to get your secret couple greeting to be that little surfer hand thingie he does with tae sometimes and u said no because neither of u are 8 anymore

likes spontaneous dates, so usually you’ll text him wyd and if he’s free he’ll just answer ‘coming to get u now’ and then you sigh and slip on your shoes and wonder when you’ll be able to have a date where its not 10:30 at night and you’re not wearing sweats and ur not going out just to go eat some chicken by the Han

You utilize all your privileges that you have dating him to visit Mickey

any time there is a break in the guys’ scheduling you say you want to visit mickey

He lowkey hates those days because you just lie on the floor next to mickey and eat the snacks his mom puts out and COMPLETELY ignore him

u and his sister take turns petting mickey and telling embarrassing stories about hob while he sulks in the corner

he gets revenge by taking 20 pics of ur back and doodling horns on ur head and spamming u with them

Probably would call you a bunch of weird things as a pet name

ducky, peaches, cutie, hotpot, captain etc.

sometimes calls you sweet thang but only when its after dark and he’s trying to make moves

Hobi is the type to always want idle touch but its not exclusively sexy u kno?

if you’re watching tv together he’ll have an arm slung over you

if you’re out to dinner, he gravitates towards booths so he can press his shoulder against yours

if you’re chilling in bed you HAVE to be rubbing his arm or else he’ll give you the most ridiculous pout [its so cute tho :’C ]

Thinks you’re the funniest person alive, is always laughing at stuff you said whether if was supposed to be a joke or not

which means he does that deep hiccuping giggle all the time and you just :’))))))

He’s so patient and let’s you test out all your new skin care products on him because he likes having your hands on his face and the way you talk softly half to him, half to yourself while you talk about what you’re doing

maybe its ASMR lmao

Kim Namjoon

The first thought you had after you started dating was that you could touch his dimples any time you wanted

so naturally you do

he has long since gotten used to you just touching them while he’s driving, reading, listening to music, just existing

the first time you did it he was just talking to you about something and when he felt your finger nudge his dimple 

Joon: “I feel like if we visited in the spring we could go frog catching and maybe then we could-----*you jam your finger into his dimple*

You: and? what were you saying?

Joon: uhhhh I forgot :0

a fan of couple outfits but not in the same sense Jin. its more like he likes to plan your outfits

he gets really excited when he thinks of something you would look good in and always gets really bashful right before he shows it to you because he wants you to like it

he has great taste and is very observant of u and ur style so there has never been a time where he has planned an outfit for u and u looked less than amazing

same for photos, he takes really good artsy photos of you all the time

thats what 80% of dates with him are

walking through the city at night so he can take a picture of you with the city scape behind you

or going to those instagram-able cafes in the city during their slow hours so he can pictures of your coffees and you sitting next to a pastel neon sign that says like Love Hurts or something edgy like that

taking photos like that one girl and her bf who travel alot on ig, u know the one

but u never actually manage to get a good shot like that because ur always like ‘joon my arm hurts why dont u be the girl’

He’s in general big on googling popular activities and getaways and making a big deal of documenting it 

as a result: he’s been working on a scrapbook and he thinks you don’t know but you and all 6 other members and even Bang PD know about the scrapbook

he gives it to you on your anniversary and even though youre expecting it, you cry

he takes photos of that too and it goes in the one for next yr lol

He calls you baby of course

but not in an exaggerated/pronounced way

it comes out super naturally and he says it more than he says your actual name

u better Get used to just turning around and catching him giving you that one soft smile he does with his whole face 

“is there something on my face?” 

“no, just enjoying the view <3”

Always wants to make your plate when u visit his home, and always ALWAYS gives you too much food

going there and realizing that maybe its a family thing as you watch his mom heftily scoop vegetables onto his dad’s plate while his dad looks on in worry about where he’s going to fit it

Using Joon’s lap as a pillow!!!

he can read and stroke your head while you snooze

him humming off key because he thinks it helps you sleep

Park Jimin

Before you started dating, Jimin seemed like the guy that everyone loves because he’s effortlessly cool and charming

And he is even after you start dating BUT

He is also a little praise monster and lives for your compliments

Jimin takes advantage of the fact that you are obviously enamored with him and will do things to fluster you on purpose

runs his hands through his hair because he knows you can’t look away

gets unnecessarily close to tell you things because he knows you get goosebumps when he whispers in your ear

plays chicken with you all the time

slow looks at u until u squirm

HE’s a menace

but also reminds you of a bumblebee

Jimin loves to go to see the latest comedy movies and those are always fun

Not because the movies are actually that funny (lowkey he has really bad taste in comedy movies), but because he will LOSE IT in the middle of the theatre and end up slumped over the armrest just laughing his head off

Cue the high squeaky laugh where he can’t even see the movie screen anymore because his eyes are squeezed shut :3

After the movie he always tries to retell funny scenes like

“And then *laughs* did you see the part where the guy *laughs* *laughs more* and then he *dolphin noises*

“Yeah, Minnie it was funny”

He always wants you to come to the gym with him because he gets an unnecessary amount of motivation from those gym couple accounts on instagram

You go in your big t-shirt and shorts and he goes in a similar outfit 

It always ends up with u watching him because again he looks good when he lifts weights and does squats

he likes the attention too 

Calls u cutie

but thinks its funny to sometimes address u as his favorite anime villian’s name ur always like hmm time to go now

He’s a feeder kinda like joon

YOu can’t ever eat anything by yourself, he always wants to cut things for you, spoon feed you 

he’s very caring

This means he also is super attentive when ur sick and will bring u soup and play cards in bed and always refresh ur water and bother u about taking medicine

Kim Taehyung

Everything with Taehyung is beautiful and u feel beautiful with him which is so amazing and crazy at the same time

He is a big cheerleader for u he loves everything u do

You made a badly folded origami and he shouted cute and was so genuine and got it laminated somehow and keeps it as a keychain accessory

He’s always showing you things

like some of his favorite classical art pieces that he’s saved pictures of on his phone

sometimes he tells you about how he can’t wait to plan the perfect trip to europe with u so u can visit some of his favorite pieces face to face

Always showing u his new (and old) favorite songs and movies

some of ur dates are going to see old films or foreign films at this one really hip theatre in the city

he bought a gramophone a little while back before u started dating and he loves to play records for you and lie with you on the floor and show u  the best parts of the song with his hands in the air

He has a fancy camera too that he uses to document “special moments”

when u asked him how come he always uses it to take picture of u then he was like everything with u is special and u had to tackle him and cover his whole face in kisses because he cant just say things like that without facing the consequences

He keeps a journal where he doodles in the margins and writes songs and poems that only some people have seen like yoongi or jimin

he tried to draw you once and it came out looking a little strange but he’s still learning and u love him for it

He also gets soo sooo excited when you show him your favorite things

u dont do it as much because they dont seem as cultured or pretty but u show him a movie from ur childhood that u still watch once or twice a year and his eyes were huge the whole time and he was so glad to watch it with you

Calls u Jagi because he likes what it means and its truly accurate

U guys are just on the same wavelength and he really appreciates that u dont find him weird or quirky or overly pretentious even

u finish each others sentences and can predict moods pretty well its a little scary for the guys to watch u talk to each other in half sentences and know what the other means

When u first met, it was through Joon because he thought u guys would click and he was super nervous and worried because a lot of ppl don’t really GET him

Maybe at ur blind date a song came on in the restuarant u were in and it was a song he really liked

and then u were really shyly like “it feels like when you find a really special spot in the woods that nobody knows about” and hes like

“yeah, it really does” and then goes home and writes ur name 20 times in his notebook before getting the courage to call u about a 2nd date

Jeon Jungkook

You already know what it is with this kid: MEME CENTRAL

seriously ur texts are like 80% reaction pictures you downloaded off the internet that just get cycled over and over again because they’ve started to replace certain common phrases and emotions

Yoongi tried to jack JKs phone once and read the messages out loud to the members to try and embarrass him and he actually couldn’t read the last 24 hours of messages because it was literally all pictures/emojis

JK thinks ur laugh is the best sound he’s ever heard and is always trying to bring it out

he makes so many weird faces

those also become memes in the chat

he does so many exaggerated moves from choreo just to get u to crack up

does random weird things with his voice at inappropriate times to get u to choke

Like Jimin he is a praise monster

he wants u to think he’s impressive because he thinks ur very accomplished and cool and he’s still very much the young shy boy he was before joining the band.

Does flips because he knows u love it and won’t leave u alone until u confirm that u are in fact watching

JK: “Hey, hey, watch this LOOK are u looking?”

YOU: “Yes oh my god what?”

JK:*Does a backflip*

YOU:.........DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDEEE WTF ITS LIT IN HERE

JK: *internally* i can die now

Get ready for some next level cuteness OMG

the little nose scrunch will become the most frequent thing

u will be ruffling his hair and it’ll tickle so he’ll scrunch his nose and u’ll just explode its amazing

The BABY SMILE every time its been a while since you’ve seen each other

You’ll practically tackle him and he loves it and spins u around a little too fast

Those big sparkly eyes that he has?????

prepare for those when its his night to cook but he doesn’t feel like it and says he wants to order pizza for the billionth time

You can’t say no to him ever

gaming is not your thing but he will rope you into a 3 hour Fortnight tutorial because u love him

Not really big on pet names, or like any names for that matter

but he will use your actual name for when he wants ur undivided attention

Is scared that you think he’s immature so sometimes he’ll try to go a day without making a joke and then its ur job to try your hardest to crack him up

this is good because ultimately u also love his high pitched loud laugh 

[theladyofdeath]

Tending to the Fire {Nessian Collab; Part 1}

Did a Nessian {because were trash} collab with my love, @throne-of-ashes-and-beauty, for part 2, click here (Cassian's POV. Read it, because she's a fantastic writer!)! Part one is from Nesta’s pov, enjoy!

I’d been standing outside his door for an hour.

The healer was in with him for the third time that week, examining his wounds, the damage that had been done to his wing. Feyre told me she would get me when she had word, but I wanted to hear it from him. I needed to know, from him, that he was okay.

Needed an excuse to see him again without seeming pathetic.

The door to the townhouse opened and the quiet click of it shutting forced me to distract myself, to make it seem like I hadn’t been standing there all that time. I quickly hurried across the hall to the study, where I grabbed a random book and sat, casually, in the chair by the window. Cassian had been staying at the townhouse since we returned from battle, considering he couldn’t fly up to the House of Wind and he was still too weak to walk the side of the mountain.

The sound of her clearing her throat had me jolt upright and slam the book shut with a snap.

Mor was standing in the doorway in the most casual outfit I had ever seen her wear, a dark pair of pants and a matching, tight fitting shirt. It looked like something Feyre would wear while training with Cassian. I was forced to believe Mor borrowed it from her closet.

Neither of us said a word. She stared at me, and I glared back. She had never been too fond of me, and for a reason I could not put my finger on, I felt the same way about her.

“He’s still with the healer,” I said, after a minute of silence. “Been there for over an hour now.”

She nodded, silently, and took a seat across from me.

Crossing my legs, I reopened my book and pretended to scan the pages. But, I couldn’t focus. My mind was at battle, constantly arguing with itself. He’s fine, it said, right after it sang, he’ll never fly again.

“Interested in the history of Illyrian warriors?” Mor raised an eyebrow, motioning to the book I held.

I finally looked at the hard, leather bound cover. It was, in fact, the history of Illyrians in combat. Easily, I shrugged. “Considering I have been surrounding myself with them, I figured it would be helpful information.”

Her eyes narrowed as she pursed her lips, and I had to force myself not to storm out of the room. Any minute. The healer should have been walking out his door at any minute. She had caught my lie. She knew.

My eyes drifted back down to the pages.

“He told me what you did.”

I froze. I suddenly felt exposed, I suddenly begged for an escape. But, no one came, and I would not look weak in front of her. I slowly closed the book and set it on the table beside me, and met her stare. “Told you what?”

“About what you did for him, when you  were the distraction for Rhys.”

She did not need to go any further. I knew what she meant. I knew when she meant.

My heart sank to the pit of my stomach as I stood and brushed off my skirts. “I did nothing for him. Elain is the one who saved us.”

I could have sworn her eyes grew misty, but she blinked, and they were clear, but she adverted them elsewhere. “You stayed. He couldn’t move, and the King was going to kill you….And, you stayed with him. You covered him. You…protected him.”

“He did not need protection,” was all I said in return.

I turned away before she could see me blush, and rested my hands against the cool glass of the window. Nightfall would be coming soon, and the people of Velaris were beginning to come out of their homes for beauty of the night. I remembered lying on top of him and feeling his heart beat rapidly, then it growing weaker, and weaker. I remembered the way he wrapped his arms around me, and all my fear fading away the moment his hands met my body. I was not afraid. Not with him.

I remembered the way his lips felt against mine, and I shuddered from the memory.

“You would have died for him,” she said, quietly, and it wasn’t a question, but an awe-filled statement.

A compliment, I realized.

Either way, I didn’t answer. I stared out the window, at the people, at the fading sun. I looked anywhere but back, anywhere but at her.

“Why?” she asked, at last.

I kept my face neutral as I shrugged. “You would have done the same.”

“Yes,” she agreed, “I would have. But, I’ve known him for most of my life. He is one of my closest friends. He is my family. You have only known him a short time.”

I thought of Elain. I thought of Feyre. I thought of all the times I stepped in front of Elain, in front of her innocence. I would have protected her at all costs. I thought of when I went to the wall only a year ago. I was willing to walk into Prythian to bring Feyre back.

I would have died for my family.

My father….My father died for his.

Cassian was not my family. He was hardly a friend, he was just another person that I had learned to push away, to not let get too close. But, yes, I would have died for him. I felt a pull to him. I looked at him and felt as if I didn’t see what everyone else saw. I didn’t see the deadly warrior, although I had seen him slay on the battlefield. I didn’t see the sarcastic asshole, although he surely was that. I saw someone else.

I saw strength. I saw beauty. I saw a survivor. And I couldn’t stay away.

I couldn’t picture this new life, this immortality, without him in it.

I didn’t answer, though, I didn’t even turn around. I wasn’t sure what she expected me to say, but I couldn’t meet her gaze, couldn’t see the judgement in her eyes. Couldn’t handle the emotion, the pain, as she talked about him.

I cursed him silently, cursed what he had done to my heart and my mind and my life. I had been waiting there, stupidly, as if he somehow felt the same way I did. Not that I would be worthy. I was not made for love, or whatever this was.

Growing up, I was told that a woman’s purpose is to become of age and get married to a wealthy man. To bear children. To raise those children on the same principles. But, now I was immortal. What was love, a marriage, a relationship, in an immortal life?

What was anything in an immortal life? What things from my human life was I meant to keep close, to continue to cherish?

I didn’t know what I wanted. I just knew I wanted him safe, and healthy. I checked the clock, an hour and a half. Why was she in there so long? My stomach began to churn, and I scolded myself as my heartbeat began to quicken.

“I respect you, Nesta.”

The statement surprised me, the sound of my name on her lips. There was no judgement, no harshness. She was being sincere, and it caused me to turn.

“There is a lot about you I am unsure of,” she continued, “but I respect you. Cassian cares for you. I think you know that. He watches you, and he speaks of you as if you are….” She shook her head and smiled, wistfully. But, her smile faded, and her features hardened, once more. “Do not lead him on. Do not hurt him. I have watched him been broken in more ways than one, too many times.”

I felt like a child being punished for something I hadn’t even acted upon. I meant to remind myself that I would say the same thing to anyone who was trying to court Elain, that she was protective of her family, but my anger consumed the thought immediately, erasing it from my thoughts. I snapped, “Why would I lay down my life for him if-“

The door opened, then, and I lost my words, my sense of thought. The healer smiled as she bowed her head to Mor, then myself, and dismissed herself.

Mor stood and gave me a polite nod before disappearing into his room and closing the door behind her. I opened my senses. His laugh filled my ears, and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“Good evening, Morrigan.”

“Did she give you another tonic?” Mor sounded suspicious. “You sound loopy.”

He mumbled something that sounded an awful lot like gibberish.

“Well? What’s the verdict?” Mor asked, sounding far less uptight than she was with me. She was with him. Her friend. Her family.

“I’ll be flying in a few weeks.” His confidence reassured me as I sank back into the window and closed my eyes, listening. “Is she here?”

My eyes shot open.

Mor didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

“I thought I felt her,” he laughed, quietly, fondly. “She can’t get enough of me.”

I rolled my eyes. Prick.

“I think you’re the one that can’t get enough of her. The others should be coming soon,” Mor went on. “Want me to help you downstairs for dinner?”

“I am perfectly capable of walking downstairs, Morrigan, remember who you’re talking to.”

“A cocky bastard? And stop calling me Morrigan, it sounds weird coming from you.”

As he laughed, I thought for once me and Mor agreed on something.

I respect you, too, I thought, for being able to make him laugh like that. For loving him like you do.

Hearing his feet hit the floorboards, I hurried out of the study. I did not want to be caught ease dropping. I did not want to be caught waiting here like a pathetic, lovesick child. I shouldn’t have waited this long. I should have just listened in when he was with the healer. Respect be damned.

Half way down the staircase, I ran into Elain. “Oomf!”

“Nesta?” Elain asked, holding her head, where my elbow made contact with bone.

“Sorry,” I mumbled, taking in her confused expression.

“You look distraught,” she observed, taking my face in her hands.

“I just need some fresh air,” I explained, dusting off my skirts and straightening my back.

“Oh! Well, I planted some roses in the garden this afternoon. You should take a look before it gets too dark out. I just showed Azriel, he said they were like nothing he’s ever seen.” The look in her eyes made me look away, as if I was watching something too personal.

“I’ll go see. I’m sure they’re lovely.”

She kissed my cheek and told me she’d see me at dinner before walking up the stairs to her bedroom to freshen up.

The frigid air made me gasp as I opened the front door. Although my new body took temperature change effectively, the chill was still a shock. Elain’s flowers were beautiful, but I could not focus on them wholly.

I could not focus on anything without the image of brown eyes and large, spread wings in the back of my mind. I sat on the bench that stood in the middle of the garden and wondered what was happening to me. I wondered what this life would bring me, and if I would ever be fulfilled. I peeked back at the townhouse, and saw them gathering for dinner. I didn’t even hear the others arrive, I was too lost in my thoughts.

Rhys and Feyre sat across from Azriel and a smiling Elain. Her smile put me a little bit more at ease. Then there was Mor, laughing at something Rhys had said. She respected me, she said. For staying. I couldn’t have gone anywhere, even if I had wanted to. The thought never even crossed my mind.

He walked into the room, then. He looked around, then his eyes drifted out the window and connected with my own. He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows. A question.

His eyes did seem out of focus. A tonic, indeed. He smirked, and winked, and gestured to the chair next to his.

I scowled, and looked away. Back to the garden. Back to the roses.

I would go back into the house, sit among my family and newfound friends, and eat dinner in peace. I took a deep breath and rose to my feet. Head up high. Shoulders back. Face free from emotion.

I walked back through the front door, and into the dining room where no one said a word to me as I sat down, on the opposite end of the table than Cassian, and helped myself.

[jinnieboo-blog1]

VIXX Maknae Line as college students

Continuation of another post. Hyung line here!

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RAVI - (aesthetic here)

- majoring in music/music production

- idk about clubs, but I think Ravi would fit in with the baseball team

- because of that, he’s usually carrying a baseball bat around looking all swag and cool

- but sometimes people get scared of him and think he’s some bad boy when he’s really just a sweet guy

- always wearing leather jackets and other cool clothes

- messy dorm room and doesn’t really fix his bed in the morning, but it’s an extremely comfortable bed

- has a habit of waking up late and sleeping late

- likes to eat at fast food places

- loves partying, whether he’s the host, or he goes to one PARTYYYY ‘cause sometimes he’s the DJ and all

- you meet Ravi in a party that you and your friend, Ken, went to but because Ken was busy dancing and drinking, you wanted to chill and enjoy the music in a quiet corner

- Ravi, who is roaming around, having the time of his life, spots you and goes over like “YO ENJOYING THE PARTY?” and you’re like “YES, YES, OF COURSE” and he’s like pulling you to the dance floor so you hesitantly go with him

- he’s not a stranger to you because you’re close to Ken, and sometimes, when you hang out with Ken, Ravi tags along, but you’re really just acquaintances not friends

- and on the dance floor, Ken and Ravi greet each other so you’re like oh they know each other this will be fun, so the three of you dance and dance but then later on Ken has disappeared into the crowd but you and Ravi still dance

- and like at one point, you’re a bit drunk, he’s a bit drunk and you both just stop dancing but notice that you’re standing inches apart but becuase neither of you are sober-ish, you both are automatically pulled towards each other, and you two start to kiss

- and this kisses turn to making out and well the party was just fun and all

- the next morning, you wake up in your dorm room, not really remembering what happened last night, except for the part you and Ravi kissed s you’re like OMG OH SHI- because what if something else beyond kissing had happened

- so you’re nervous and not focused in class and during you’re free time by the bleachers, you’re overthinking and all until Ravi calls out to you cheerfully and you’re like OH MY GOSH

- but you smile and wave and he goes over to you like HEEEY he’s so casual and did he remember last night?

- then he sits next to you and you’re really nervous but then Ravi’s like “I really had fun last night!” and you’re heart starts pounding like whooaaa and you say “Oh...me too hehehe”

- so Ravi smirks and says something like “ we should hang out more often and go to parties together! It’s really fun with you! and Ken is fun, but then it’s really fun with you” and you kinda blush and your heart is all fluttery and you’re like “ that sounds...great!”

- so like you two go to parties together and have so much fun, but at some point, you start to think that what if he just sees you as a friend or is using you or like isn’t genuinely interested or like it’s just a fling-slash-friends with benefits kind of thing

- and then in one party you both went to, things got a bit wild(?) and the next morning, you wake up next to Ravi in his dorm room and you’re both in just underwear and whatever so you’re like GASP

- Ravi stirs awake and is like EY but you’re overthinking gears kick in like OMG WHAT IF IT REALLY IS JUST A FLING OR ONE NIGHT STAND but then you’ve really fallen for Ravi so like you tear up and he notices and gets flustered like OH NO WHAT’S WRONG? DID I DO SOMETHING AAH

- and you tell him how you’re scared that this is just a fling or one night stand thing and you don’t know what is going on with you so Ravi gently smiles (but it’s still a dorky smile) and kisses your forehead like “I never thought of it that way. I really like you after all”

- and you’re like ooooh really? and then Ravi gives you a peck and is like “Really” and it just makes you all warm inside and you can’t help but smile and that morning, you two just cuddle in bed

- all his friends are like awww cute couple and Ken’s like “technically I was the wingman so thank me hehehe”

- you guys are always going on fast food dates and on some mornings or afternoons, you go jogging in matching outfits and have the time of your life

- you also hang around and admire him when he’s making or composing music like DANG HE’S AMAZING

HONGBIN - (aesthetic here)

- majoring in either arts or film

- basketball team member and part of the photography club

- always carrying a camera with him, no matter where he goes always capture the memories ayy

- a lot of students have a crush on this dimpled cutie but then he’s just like ehehe thanks owo; the student who’s always polite and well-behaved, but deep down, he’s a savage and sassy bean

- likes to go to aesthetic places to take photos of, preferably white or pastel places

- likes to study on his bed with a cup of tea or coffee, accompanied by an earthy-smelling scented candle

- very meticulous with his things; like his handwriting is really neat and kind of small, he has a binder/folder per subject, color coded ballpens, etc.

- you meet Hongbin when you need some photos because he’s part of the photography club, and you’re part of the school’s newspaper committee

- like you head to the photography club’s room, but only Hongbin is there, so you’re like “Heeyyy, may I ask a favor?” and he’s like “Oh sure”

- so you tell him that you need pictures of this certain event and was wondering if he had some shots you could use, and he’s super happy ‘cause his photos will be used

- the two of you head to the newspaper committee’s room, and you’re the only one there because the other members have classes or other engagements so you and Hongbin sit in front of your laptop, and he gives you his USB or whatever with the photos, so you two start selecting and browsing the photos

- and like when you’ve gotten the photos you needed, you’re like “can I see your other photos?” and Hongbin’s like “Oh sure!” and you both browse through his collection and you’re like OMG YOU ARE REALLY GOOD

- Hongbin becomes flustered bean and shyly smiles and is like “ehehe thank you”

- you return his USB and thank him, and he politely bows and makes his leave but when he’s gone you’re like WHOA your heart’s beating because it is true that he’s handsome and kind and you were in the same room as him

- but then outside as Hongbin walks, he’s kind of flustered too because he thinks you’re cool and you actually complimented his photos and he’s smiling like a dork

- one day, you’re out and about, taking photos for a section in the school newspaper, and you’re adjusting the camera’s settings when someone from behind goes like “let me help you” and you turn to see Hongbin

- and he flashes a dorky but cute smile and takes the camera, fixing the settings for you and he’s like “that should do it” and you’re like “thank you so much” and you take amazing shots and you’re like “you really are good at this” and he just blushes again and shyly says thank you

- eventually, the two of you become a photography duo like he takes photos for the newspaper even though he’s not part of that club, and then you take photos with his help and tips too

- a partnership was even formed between the photography club and the newspaper committee because of you two

- you both just become close and bond over photography, going to cafes to talk about your hobbies, take random photos and editing them, etc.

- one night, you stay up late in the library because you’re editing the layout and pictures and whatnot, so when Hongbin drops by to check on you, you’ve fallen asleep

- because he doesn’t know where your dorm room keys are, he quietly takes you to his room and gently sets you on his bed

- the next morning, you wake up on NOT your bed and you wonder where you are, until you see Hongbin on the floor, lying on a thin mattress and throw pillows and you like kneel next to him and wake him up gently

- he has a sleepy voice which is sexy and is like “oh hi” and you smile like “thanks for bringing me here, but you could have woken me up so that you wouldn’t have to sleep on the floor” and he’s like “it’s fine, you looked really tired and your heart flutters because he’s such an angel

- so he sits up and sleepily smiles and like you giggle and fix his bed head, but then he leans forward and you’re like OH MY then he softly kisses you and you can’t resist so you kiss back; it’s a short kiss, but when you two pull away, you’re smiling at each other like dorks

- then Hongbin nervously asks if you’re free today because he want to take you out on a date and you’re like whoa really? me? and he’s like of course, so you agree happily

- when you two become official, people be lie daaaang lucky girl who gets Hongbin, and Hongbin is like “no I’’m the lucky one because I got you” and you tease him like “I thought you hated cheesy stuff” and he’s like “there are exceptions”

- you two like to have dates at cafes, aesthetic places, etc.; and like you’re the type of couple who takes candid or not-candid photos of each other it’s really cute

- he serenades you with the guitar too; plus, lots and cuddles in bed, shy kisses, nose kisses and spooning

HYUK - (aesthetic here)

- majoring in either computer science, computer engineering or something of that sort

- baseball team member along with Raviiii and is in the comic club, which also has a handful of gamers

- has a surprisingly neat room, but somehow still messy compared to Hongbin, N and Leo’s room

- may seem like the type who goofs off 24/7 and doesn’t do well in school, but he’s actually a genius and likes to read not just comics but also other books

- very funny like funny af bruh meme guy 

- the type of student who eats cereals in a mug, instant or microwaveable food, junk food in the dorm but is still healthy 

- students sometimes ask Hyuk for help when they have computer or technological problems because he’s that skilled and good

- how you meet? well, one day, your laptop crashed while you were doing a thesis, so you panicked, but then your friend Hongbin told you that Hyuk is good with computers and you should ask for his help, so you agree, and Hongbin tells you that Hyuk is usually under the bleachers

- you’re like what’s he doing there, but you still go anyway and you spot Hyuk reading a comic book while eating chips under the bleachers, and so you call out to him and he’s like “Hmmmm?”

- so you tell him that Hongbin said he’s good with computer and you need help so Hyuk’s like grinning and goes “That’s right. What do you need?”

- and you tell him that your laptop crashed while you were doing a thesis so you don’t know what to do now, so Hyuk takes a look at your laptop, but after a few minutes he’s like “I got it to turn on again, but I don’t think I can do anything about your lost thesis” you should have saved it every minute just kidding

- cause sometimes he doesn’t feel like doing stuff cause he tends to be lazy at times so he really wasn’t 100% in the mood to help you

- so you sigh and fight the tears of frustration because you’ve been working on that 40-something paged thesis for countless nights and then you thank Hyuk for trying

- but Hyuk has already noticed the almost invisible tears building up in your eyes so before you’ve completely left, he goes “Heeyyy” and you turn around and are like ??? and Hyuk jogs up to you and slightly smiles, taking your laptop from you like “I’ll see what else I can do”

- but you feel guilty for imposing on him, so you say “No, really, it’s fine” but Hyuk insists and goes manhyuk mode and is really assertive, so you’re like o-okkkk

- the next day, you get a text from an unknown number saying: it’s Hyuk! I got your number from Hongbin~ Can you meet me at the bleachers? I have your laptop!

- so you hurriedly go the bleachers and meet Hyuk under, and he has this huge grin on his face, and you’re like “What’s up?” and Hyuk proudly laughs like “I managed to recover your thesis file!”

- and you’re like “omg really is this a prank?” and Hyuk’s like “woman, it’s not April Fool’s today” and like he hands you your laptop cheerfully and decides to tease you like GURL YOU SHOULD HAVE SAVED IT IN A USB TOO”

- and you laugh, agreeing with him like YEAH I KNOW, NEXT TIME. but you sincerely thank him and say that you’d treat him out because you owe him, so Hyuk’s like OKIE!

- you guys go to a nice, simple restaurant but then it ended up becoming Hyuk’s treat cause he said he felt bad if you were paying, so he insisted that he’d pay for now

- and on the way home, you two laugh and make jokes and talk about school like you find out he’s a computer science/engineering major and are super amazed like that’s super cool

- and Hyuk is like NAAAAh it’s nothing big

- and days later, the two of you text each other a lot and even send silly stuff to each other and just have a good laugh, and before you know it, you’ve fallen from this man child, and Hyuk has fallen for you too, but duh he won’t admit it yet

- until one day, he texts you, asking if you want to come over to the comic club, and since you had nothing planned, you agree

- when you get there, only Hyuk is there, so you’re like “where are the other members?” and he says that their all back in their dorm rooms, but he wanted to stay and watch a movie or something with you

- so you’re like blushing and nervous cause you’re alone with Hyuk, but what could go wrong right?

- first, you two watch some horror movie and like Hyuk keeps scaring you and you keep smacking his arm in turn but then he’s not complaining because you sometimes hide behind his shoulder 

- then you then you read and make fun of the comics lying around and even reenact the scenes/panels 

- then you play video games like it’s really fun because you two keep competing to see who’s better and you’d both cheat from time to time just to win or get the advantage like the whole room is filled with laughter

- during one game, you win and Hyuk’s like NO WAY, so you two playfully argue which results in a tickle fight, but somehow, Hyuk ends up on top of you, and then you two just go quiet and stare at each other like he’s blushing, you’re blushing, your heart’s pounding aaaah

- until he decides to lean down and kiss you and you’re pleasantly surprised because you were expecting it to be rough and sloppy, but then it’s really gentle and careful

- he pulls away and gets off you and grins like the man child he is, and you chuckle and can’t help but smile back, so Hyuk tells you that he actually has feelings for you but he didn’t know what to do so he’s glad that this happened and you;re like ME TOO! so you sit (or straddle?) his lap and the two of you kiss again ahihi

- you’re just the cutest, fluffiest couple on campus like matchy matchy clothes, cute onesies, ice cream dates, cute kisses, movie cuddles, jokes here and there and whatnot

- it’s like having your best guy friend and boyfriend rolled into one <3

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A [kimi no na wa] au for dgm! I wrote a quick fic right now when I saw a lucky fanart au.

If you haven’t seen the movie I really recommend it! It’s absolutely gorgeous!

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Kanda almost thought it was part of his dream, which was already odd as it was. He didn’t dream often and when he did it was of simple mundane tasks.

Dreaming of stars and comets, the invasive roar of a train cutting through a busy city, harsh unapologetic chatter filling his ears all suddenly overwhelmed by the gentle notes of a piano playing - none of that was normal.

He awoke startled by his dream, frowning. He stared at the ceiling, dazed, before realizing the piano had followed him. Was this another of Daisya’s tricks, or Lavi’s?

Slapping around blindly for his phone, he swore when his right hand knocked violently into a corner of a table. He shot up in bed angrily, ready to demand who in the hell had shoved a table into his room when he finally realized he wasn’t in his room.

He didn’t recognize this room. It was smaller than his, a bit more compact. Modern, with a wooden floor and a bed with a mattress. He pressed on it with a firm hand, marveling at how easily it accommodated the weight.

Was he still dreaming? There were windows to his right streaming in glaring sunlight. Kanda squinted his eyes against it and jumped when the phone went off again.

Another simple melody. Glancing at the table that had offended him, he finally found the cell phone hidden among various papers, pens and pencils, notes and numbers along with what looked like a diary.

Displayed promptly on the lock screen was an alarm with a short title:

Tuesday, August 16th. Check to-do list!

He reached to clear the lock screen when the gory mess of his left hand finally registered.

All of his nails were tar black dead things, hard and unforgiving. Each knuckle had excess skin, rough and stiff. But what was worse was the color of his entire hand - dark red, like old blood left to crumble into dust. It looked horrifying and he prodded at it hesitantly in the hopes that it might be a glove, or a removable prosthetic - except, no. It was normal, skin curving under the press of his fingers. He felt sensation well enough.

He tried flexing the hand and found it worked just fine and felt no different from his right. He tugged at his long sleeve black shirt to find that, yes, it went beyond just his hand and well into his arm.

The alarm rang again and he jerked to glare it. Resolving to inspect his arm further later, he pulled the sleeve down and set to disarming the annoying noise.

He tried to swipe through but there was a four digit pass code. Who the hell had the time to put in four numbers every time the unlocked their phone? Hell, Kanda didn’t even have a lock on his phone.

He attempted 0000, 1234, 5678, and then a few of the random numbers on the scattered sheets of paper before the phone locked and told him to try again in thirty minutes. He tossed it on the bed and grabbed the papers next, shuffling them into order before thumbing through them.

Bills. Countless bills, receipts, hand written calculations. What he had thought was a diary was actually a ledger carefully organizing all the notes on the loose leaf into something coherent. Four columns, payees, deadlines and money to be paid - whoever this was they were into some heavy debt if those four digit numbers were anything to go by. And had some shitty handwriting.

He replaced the ledger and papers and settled the phone on top before glancing at the rest of the room again. A little messy, an outfit on the floor and a jacket thrown casually over the back of a desk chair, but otherwise mostly neat. In a corner of a room was dumbbells, a rolled up mat, a plain hula hoop along with what looked like bowling pins. There were other props Kanda didn’t quite recognize, but they were the only spot of color in the otherwise monochrome room - blacks and whites and greys, with vague hints of purples.

The bedsheets were white but the black duvet had a strange gray pattern. Kanda brought it close to his eye and scowled when he found a skull and bones pattern.

Someone elbow deep in debt and with shitty fashion sense too!

The phone went off again, the same alarm, and Kanda batted at it until it stopped. Finally he swung his feet off the bed, shivering at the chilled wooden floor. He stood and swayed, grimacing at how… weird it felt. Maybe it was because the room was smaller, but nothing felt quite right.

Spotting a long mirror hanging on the back of one of the doors, he moved closer, snagging the phone along the way as it noisily rang again.

This time it was a call.

A picture of a green haired man with strange make up, and beneath it the name TOKUSA.

He was debating on whether to answer, thumb hovering over the key, when he finally glanced up at his reflection.

“What the fuck-”

Pale. It was his first thought. Pale, with gray - no, bleached white? - hair and startling bright eyes. What made it all worse was the vivid mangled scarring on the left side of his face, as if someone had skinned him and left him for blind.

Even beyond the surface he looked completely different. Cheeks softer with youth but with bones a bit more prominent, a high brow and stronger nose than Kanda’s, a decidedly western face versus Kanda’s own oriental features.

He backed away, phone clattering to the ground as Kanda desperately pulled his shirt off.

The mangled scarred tissue of his hand continued all the way up past his elbow, falling short of his shoulder. Tentatively, he traced the abrupt line it made, bracing himself for the pain that didn’t come. It looked painful. It looked like it was bleeding.

What the fuck was this? Was this really a dream? It didn’t feel like it anymore - no, it never had. He was by nature slow to wake, but even he should’ve noticed.

He fluttered his fingertips over his left eye, brushing over eyelashes thicker but shorter than his own, than traced the jagged scarring down his cheek, whisper soft against the grooved lines.

His phone rang again and he glanced down.

1 Missed Call from TOKUSA

1 New Message from TOKUSA

Under it, a short blurb:

Dude answer your phone! I need to talk to…

The preview trailed off and Kanda looked up in horror at his reflection again, sun bright on the side of his bare pale cheek.

Who are you?

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A/N: I probably won’t write a full fledged multi chapter fic for this, but some thoughts:

Kanda lives with Tiedoll, Daisya, Marie and Chaoji in a quiet town. His friends are Lavi and Lenalee, who is the daughter of the towns mayor, Komui.

Allen lives in the city with guardian Cross who’s absent more than not. He works a lot and attends school, and is grateful to simply have a place to stay. His friends are Link and his extended family, the Thirds.

And then they switch bodies.