#Tumblr never let me see it 😔💔

[sunsetsandsunshine]

Hiii! 😄 I'm new to your blog and saw that Ducktales happens to be in your fandom list. So~ I thought I'd surprise you wiiiiiiith.. THIS!

https://www.tumblr.com/ashdash2417/179576333958/heya-can-i-have-some-more-of-your-awesome?source=share

(Sorry I can't link it. Tumblr's stupid new policy won't let me when I'm on anon. 😠)

It's been a couple years since I read this post and I still love it~! The funny thing is, the person who wrote the headcanons isn't even from the T-community (and has likely never even heard of you guys), just a regular Ducktales fangirl. How coincidentally convenient she's made a post that caters to DT fans in and out of the community~ 😉 (I wonder why she deleted her account.. 🤔)

LITERALLY JUST SAW THIS IN MY IBOX WHAT?????-)/$/$2$2 IM GOING CRAZY ABT THESE HC’s

ALR- I don’t even know what to SAY because these headcanons r so accurate and adorable- so u made a couple of my own to piggyback on what she said :D!!!

I feel like Louie would most DEFINITELY be the first one out of the tickle fight- not just cause he’s the youngest but also bc he’s the most ticklish. It just makes sense. I do think he is capable of tickling ppl back (but he loves getting tickled- not that he would admit it ofc), so he just curls himself in a ball to try and protect himself.

Dewey is pretty good with holding his ground when it comes to tickle fights. Can actually admit he likes being tickled AND tickling people (he’s the textbook definition of a Switch). To teases, to taunts, this man is EVIL and takes a lot of pride in it, honestly.

And omigosh- I totally agree that Huey would accidentally hurt someone when being tickled. Definitely some punches to the face for sure- he would feel really bad abt it afterwards but he DOES warn his siblings before they tickle him. Over the years they’ve just learned how to block his punches and such.

Webby I’m actually not so sure of? Since she’s knew to this whole “friend” thing, I feel like she wouldn’t know what the HECK she’s doing 💀💀💀. But since the three triplets get in tickle fights often, I bet she would observe them from a far to see what makes them flustered and where they are most ticklish. Overtime, she is the one you would fear if she were to tickle you, honestly…

[sayoneee]

☆ MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

“i’ll send an S.O.S to the world” - the police (smau)

contains: travis stoll x aphrodite! reader. idiot (travis) in love. alt universe everyones happy. woc friendly as always

kashaf’s note: i'm still pirating the show, this ones for my book readers out there! for reference, connor is percabeth's age, while travis is yns age so um imagine

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connorstole worst brother ft. sister in law

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yn um whatchu mean by that

connorstole none of ur concern!

annabethhh Ok connor

connorstole annie ur such a boomer annabethhh what did i say about calling me annie. connorstole im running dw!

silenabeauregard HUH???

yn just as confused as u are.

travistole im ur only brother.

connorstole not true @ lukecastellan + @ chrisrodriguez exist

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travistole bf + worst brother ft. gf

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yn wheres ur gf all i see is me

travistole ur the gf obviously yn we’re not dating? 😭 connorstole and i thought i was slow yn u better run before i sic clarisse on u. connorstole im not the guilty party here so gl bro travistole semantics

lukecastellan she said yes? congrats bro ✊

yn no she didnt! lukecastellan 💀

cbeckendorf ay man

travistole my one and only ��� cbeckendorf 💋 clarisse poor poor silena travistole me and charles r actually in love thank u very much. cbeckendorf silena my number 1 tho travistole two heart breaks in one day... how much more can a man take 😔

connorstole hurt people hurt people

travistole no bitches connorstole speak for urself

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yn girls night!

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travistole thats my girl 😍

yn travis stop telling people im ur gf 😭 travistole i cant believe my own girl dont love me 💔 yn u never asked me out??? clarisse 💀

silenabeauregard FAV SISTER

yn i love u

clarisse GIRLFRIEND

yn only ur gf 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 travistole 😕 yn 💀

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yn mf stole me flowers.

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travistole and u said chivalry is dead 😔🙏

yn it is. travistole nvm i agree w u babe clarisse walk him like a dog!

lukecastellan so she did say yes

yn not too much coming from u.

percyjackson @travistole CONGRATS

travistole 😁

connorstole this has to be fake

yn i wish it was travistole 😕

annabethhh another soldier down 😔

yn sry annabeth </3 i let u down

silenabeauregard FINALLY

yn HELLO??? @ cbeckendorf ??? silenabeauregard oh you're so dead. yn @ travistole heyyy bf come save me travistole omw gf 😍

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[sgdlr-asdfghjkl]

Link Click Musical content part 63

(the jolly time continues 💝)

save him.

^These were posted by all the actors (Guo Hongxu, Cai Lu, Ji Xiaokun, Liao Jingyuan, Li Zexi). It seems the cast went out for a drink. And we got this rare picture 🌟

It's Cai Lu and two of my favourite Lu Guangs! Guo Hongxu and Wang Minhui 💙

A tumblr user told me, they both participated in the TV music show 'Super-Vocal', so like, they know each other :> (I'd like to see all LG and CXS actors in the same room, so this pic scratches my brain right 👌).

Let's see more of them all, shall we?

More from Rock, Paper, Scissors duel when CXS brought a gun:

Meanwhile:

You may've had a great holiday, sure. But it'll never be 'Santa Lu Guang personally giving you candy' kind of great 😔💔

How does he manage to keep a poker face and dance in this hat?

*vine boom* the photo.

[aachria]

AACHRIA.

WHAT.

WDYM ACE WAS STILL KIDNAPPED AND TAKEN AND MIGHT DIE.

☹️

im in so much agony.

what the hell man ☹️

ALSO SABO (semi, he never got clarification 💀) KNOWING LUFFY AND ED ARE MARRIED LETS GOOOO 🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥🔥⁉️⁉️⁉️

SABO AND ED DYNAMIC IM IN LOVE.

imma be so fr i understood maybe half the plan. like i got it, i kinda know whats happening, but thats only for phase one..... phase two and three im so fucking lost they both said sm and i felt my mind explode. i forgot to read half the sentences and my mind was so blown i just decided to not go back and read them even though they will probably fix me and make me realize exactly whats going on LMAO

i once again request a 10k chapter, although still no threats bc im scared of my weird dream curse 💔 which i still have..... its better tho- its evolved into tumblr becoming a weird celestial being because when it said ur discontinuing ur fic as an ad and caused chaos people ended up worshipping tumblr to try and get you to keep writing ur fic- so no longer a nightmare just a really weird dream.... 😭

UR SO AWESOME, AND SO COOL, AND I LOVED THIS CHAPTER, I READ IT INSIDE THE MOVIE THEATER FOR THE DEADPOOL AND WOLVERINE MOVIE BC I COULDNT WAIT (10/10 movie btw) UR FIC IS AMAZING 100000/10 MAKE ME SOB NEXT CHAPTER 💞💞

Teehee. Be so honest with me did you think I would just leave that prime angst real estate unpoked?

Poor Sabo will get real answers one day. Hopefully. He was so damn much fun to write I just love him. Him and Ed are the two smartest people you know who also happen to be the most unstable and likely to cause an international incident by being a lil silly and goofy.

That plan... oh that plan. Writing that plan was fun and I got very carried away. I was terribly proud of myself for remembering half the shit in there before I had to pull up the wiki, and the Enies Lobby bit will be my smartest move until the next time I do something remotely smart.

Baby I'm going to hold your hand as I say this because I am being so for real, at this point if you are still having this dream every night you need to genuinely consider seeking professional help. That's not normal or healthy. Talk to a therapist or guidance councilor or something.

I hope to god you mean before the movie started or when it was done because if you had your phone out while that movie was playing I will be very disappointed. I wanted to go see it this week with my mom but it didn't end up happening ✊😔 I did rewatch both Top Gun movies though. Love those.

[circinuus]

🫶 — @voidcat (gotta sign off like that bc tumblr doesn’t allow to switch accs when sending an ask 😭) anywys hi ik we don’t talk and r that silent mutuals who interact w one another but ily oki bye good niiight

when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers or moots (positivity is cool) 💖

wait?? omg???? HELLO HII ILY TOOO IM A BIG FAN OF YOUR WORKS and yeah I'm a bit shy when it comes to interactions 😭 so thank you for this message and so sorry it took me long to answer 😔💔

actually maybe I'll take this as a chance to yap about my songfics and songrecs hehe

(1) a sky full of stars - coldplay

to be honest, there's really not much lyric meanings slipped into this fic but I finished the req and this song just clicks

in a sky full of stars, I see you (chuuya x reader)

(2) coffee - jack stauber

it's a song about caffeine addiction but to be fair I was addicted to chuuya and this song is so silly goofy for a flopreader with a bad case of lovesickness in valentine's day

"do I need it? am I under control?" (chuuya x reader)

(3) too sweet - hozier (song rec)

another popular song and context aside, I love his voice and ngl the lyrics slap

(4) love wins all - IU (song rec)

ARE YOU KIDDING ME please watch the MV, I'm devastated and this is so doomed lovers coded. I've thought about this song a lot but never decided who I'll be writing this for

(5) never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you - rick astley

[moonystoes]

So, uhm, about that comment on Lou's blog about the France Brasil game and Élisa... That was me😅😂 And her going to Wolfsburg was very delusional, but we could need her now more than ever 😂 Hendrich and Hegering are massive, but both over 30 and their contracts end after this season. Djikstra is out with an injury, Küver too iirc. Küver and Hegering both get easily injured, so that leaves us with only Wedemeyer I think as a fullback iirc. So, yeah, it would be better if Wolfsburg would sign one more cb but what do I know? 😂

And for the game, I tried to find a video that shows the foul and is available for you to watch, but I only found videos that are only available in Germany or if you have a VPN that shows a German adress. However, I can translate for you what the German commentator said : "I think that this is the earliest yellow card in this tournament or at least I can imagine that it is. Against Jheniffer who got into this duel with De Almeida. Boah, after 20 seconds... Let's look at this again...and I don't know what it is with those Oliver-Kahn-memorial-kung-fu-kicks. Because Marta did such a thing or a very similar one in the last game against Spain, was sent off of the pitch with a straight red card. And that is, well, difficult (not as in hard but more in a way that it is very much on the line to a red) to go up with a straightened leg. Jheniffer had a lot of luck with this. This was more a dark yellow." Unfortunately the cameras didn't really show where exactly Élisa was hit but it looked like it was the cheek/ side of her face or neck. So I hope the commentary makes it visible how dangerous it was.😅

And with Ann-Katrin (Anne) and Jess, it is such a cute story. If they were to make it into a Netflix show, it would probably skyrocket in wlw community 😭😍

And you can 100% figure it out later if you like women. I was 15 or 16 and only needed to see Keira Knightley in Bend it like Beckham😂 But at 14 I was a little bit homophobic. The typical "I don't have anything against lesbians, but I'd prefer if they didn't kiss in front of my eyes". I was just jealous and didn't know that😂 Also 18 is not that old to find out if you like women, some only figure it out in their 30s or 40s or even later😊

Yeah, I wish we could have gotten a France Germany final to get back at the French😂 We need to start a new streak of France not being able to win against us. But oh well, we didn't make it to the final as well😂 But thanks to the 🐐 Ann-Katrin Berger (not Ronaldo, sorry Élisa😂) we got the broooooonzeeeee😁😁 Also, Spain's wnt has never won against our wnt (at least according to the commentary) , so I don't know why they thought they'd have a chance😂 Our handball men also kicked the Spanish out😘

Also excited to read that you have plans for for a Pauline fic. She's quite underrated.

And sorry for the long and late response but I took a break from tumblr😅 - 🇩🇪 anon

LMFAOAOAOOA BITCH YOU FOOLED ME. I did notice the tone was very similar to yours but I was like 'um....maybe German people are like that in English...idk maybe' 😭😭 yk what at least Lou didn't call you delusional 😔🙏

for the video of the injury, I have a really slow VPN ans I can try it I don't mind.

Kung fu kicks??? LMFAOO

Noooo not you getting mad at gay couples because you were jealous 😖😖

For the Pauline fic, you'd think me staying in a place with no wifi for 5 days will motivate me and inspire me to write it...but no, I just decided to connect with the nature (aka talking to people 😔) I did write the plan out, now I actually have to do it 💔💔

[m1ckeyb3rry]

That’s a good idea….will start check marking….. I’m also realizing I think part of the problem was I actually do press send sometimes but if the connection is spotty and I don’t realize I close out tumblr and then it never ends up fully loading/sending properly….

SHSHS I cant imagine that’d be comfortable with the dizziness…well uh..at least it’s over now!! Haha…..

OUUU wait that’s a good take…..it’s kinda funny I think I remember Isagi and Yuta having the same mbti too?? Not sure how accurate the typing actually is but I thought that was funny LOL but IM CRYING LMAOOOO you really said I need some spice in my life let’s switch it up

Honestly I would not be surprised if that ended up being the case like….after every single time we’ve manifested something into existence I’d be more surprised if it didn’t get manifested into reality LMAO

SHEGSHS every now and then I think about how I’m blowing up your inbox but omg another special tag I’m so honored LOL hope the ideas prove useful for when you’re in a slump!!

AHAHAHA atp trying to guess your final wc should just be a game im sure its at least mildly frustrating for you but I can’t lie every time it happens I chuckle a bit especially when you post it with that one ant meme LMFAOOA

Oh em gee very excited!! Whenever that comes out im gonna reread part 1 to refresh first LOL it’s ok we gotta give our man a break from being protag he’s been going through it LMAOAO between getting insulted by the love of his life in fwtkac the whole freaky Friday conflict and now bfb where he’s been pining since he could walk I

Gotta bless the other sectors of the fandom with your work….give them a taste of your writing then they’ll discover your blog read the Karasu fics and join Karasu nation…that’s the end goal LMAO atp you’re just overseeing all of bllknation covering every base

Hsjshsj glad it went well!! Struggle because of motion sickness I assume? Manifesting very hard that that goes away soon…

GAGAMARU AND YUKI LMAOOO ok that’s a pair I was not expecting ngl it’s ok it’s the power duo one blind one and one with super vision /j actually I feel like that’d be really funny like…since yuki is also a model he has such a refined vibe and as we know is very well mannered while gagamaru spends a lot of the time in the woods in the wilderness fighting bears or something LOL such opposite vibes

Yeah…like I get the shock factor thing but tbh to me that still doesn’t “justify it” to me LOL like it was just so sudden?? And there’s still so many holes like how’d she suddenly just appear good as new minus the one eye…no I fully agree like it was so random, not lead up not even a hint from the past what like 30 chapters?? Like they really just decided to throw her back into the ring at the last second….like we haven’t seen her since Shibuya arc and she somehow just spawned back like make it make sense…..tbh I think the “shock my readers” thing is such a gege thing to do :,) considering all the other comments we’ve heard from him LMAO but yeah the execution was not it……jjk fandom is also scary I see people getting eaten alive for “hot takes”

LMAO safe from kaiserism today…tbh I can’t see myself actually converting BUT the compass >>> the whole animal shelter dog scene was Lowk so cute I love the use of the dog’s own background in paralleling kaiser’s own situation! But that line “she’s my mother but I’m not her son” LITERARY GENIUS but also I’m crying when they talk about marriage and a wedding I’m fr just imagining ness just standing there alone on kaisers side something about the scene just seems so funny to me

- Karasu anon

tumblr is so glitchy sometimes i can’t even blame you 😔 the amount of times i’ve thought i posted something and didn’t or someone will send an ask and i just won’t get a notification for it??? same with dms and then people think i’m ignoring them but that’s not my intention at all 😭💔

yess they do have the same mbti!! and so does hiori apparently 🤔 tbh i tend to like characters who are sassier because they’re more like me so they’re easier to write/connect with (asshole karasu 🤝 asshole mira) but realistically in a relationship you can only rlly have one person like that the other needs to be nice or else it’s just stressful 😭 irl whenever i meet people who match my freak toooo well i get annoyed because like why are we only being mean to each other but when people start to get too moral abt it it’s like “oh it was never that deep” LMAOAAO there needs to be a happy medium of someone who finds it funny and can throw a jab or two out there when necessary but for the most part they’re just chilling 😩 which lowkey IS isagi (and hiori) now that i think abt it but NOOOO if i convert to isagism what will become of me

HFJDJSSJ okay random kiyora headcanons speedrun (kaneshiro if you’re watching these are fire pls include them in the manga): he ran cross country for one year during the soccer off season and he liked it because he could listen to music during races but it wasn’t competitive enough for him so he quit, he’s lowkey fire at either knitting or crochet but no one knows (he’s not shy abt it though it’s just that no one talks to him for long enough to realize), and he got a pet umbrella cockatoo after watching the movie rio in theaters

NO I LOVE GETTING THE NOTIFICATION YOU SENT AN ASK it’s so fun to read them 🥹 and PLSS honestly it’s less frustrating and more just like 😨 whenever the word count gets crazy long because for the most part i’m just happy to be providing 😩 the only thing that worries me is when i take too long writing smth rlly long and people think i’m on hiatus 😭 like no i’m still here it’s just that this one shot is now novel length so…

okay wait genuinely multiple people have been converted to karasu nation because of me LMAOAOA especially bfb and fwtkac…honestly it’s a role i’m proud to play 🤩🙏🏻 but yes atm i need to expand my outreach/not make karasu suffer any longer he’s been through it in the miraverse as of late 😟 i’m excited for cherry tree pt2 i think it’s probably going to be shorter but very cute 🥹 which yk cute and rin don’t necessarily go together very naturally given how he is but trust i will make it work 🤩

HEAR ME OUT GAGAMARU AND YUKI / TARZAN AND JANE AU LMAOOOOO no it’s so perfect hold on i’m going to edit a screen cap of it once i’ve responded to this why does it fit uncannily well…i’ve convinced myself gagamaru and yuki besties number one bllk duo forget bachisagi or kunigiri or nagireo or tabieita or whatever 🥱 gagayuki the ONLY pair i care about (and karasu + shidou they’re cool too)

i completely agree although i’ve already seen people on all corners of the internet calling people who are dissatisfied with it brain dead or without reading comprehension/media literacy…that’s just how it’s going to be ig 😓 jjk to me has this problem where it’s simultaneously overhated AND overrated 🤔 because people do not realize there is a middle ground!! like no it’s not the worst manga ever and there are several high points + on the whole it is better written than several other animangas especially shounen ones however it is NOT peak fiction and it is definitely not the best thing to come out in recent times!! like people don’t realize you can criticize it and still not bash it/gege completely 😒 also i have to say it…a manga being popular ≠ good idk WHY that’s such a popular argument but things can be popular without being well written!! look at any number of ya dystopian novels from the 2010s for proof 😭 nobody’s denying that jjk is popular it’s just that that doesn’t automatically make it the best thing ever…i saw someone on tik tok say that a lot of jjk fans confuse hype moments/panels with good writing and i do think that that’s the case at times 🫣 but what do i know lol

tbh smth abt kaiser’s fuck ass haircut turns me off rlly bad like maybe if he still had the shaggy blond going on or if he put it in a bun more often i’d see the appeal but the rat tails are not it 😰 and LMAOAOAO PLSSS kaiser’s side at the wedding is just ness and noel noa (he was paid to be there) and both of them are just like 😐😐 the whole time HAHAHA they are not into it at all…maybe kaiser was onto smth when he said that they should just get married without any guests because imagine how awk it would be otherwise 😭

[themysticmaverick]

Title:

#CosmicCurrents 🌌: Riding Life’s Wild Waves

Hey Tumblr fam,

Starting off the new year with hope and dreams, right? Well, not so fast. I’m here with my Taurus sun and Gemini moon, trying to navigate this wild ride called life.

🤔 Reflections in the Quiet

2023 is the year of unexpected solitude. Thought I’d be out there living it up, but instead, I’m learning the art of being alone. It’s a lot of late-night thoughts, and, yeah, dealing with some real deep-seated anger. Why? Still on that journey to figure it out.

💔 Two Sides to Every Story

Grew up believing Dad was the bad guy who left when he found out about me. But this year, plot twist – he tells a different story. It’s like living in two realities and not knowing which one’s true. It’s been a real mind-bender.

📞 The Ghost Called Dad

Finally talked to my dad after… well, forever. He’s smooth, charming, the kind of guy people gravitate towards. But let me tell you, that charm doesn’t make up for years of just… nothing. It’s a weird mix of sadness and frustration.

👨‍👦 Brother From The Same Stranger

2023 also brought me a brother I never knew I had. Corey – he’s almost double my age and just as in the dark about our dad as I was. Dad knew about him, lived in the same city, and still… nothing. It’s like a punch in the gut, hearing all this.

😔 The Silence Now Speaks

Dad had a stroke in March. He can’t talk anymore. There’s this urge to reach out, but also a mountain of mixed feelings. Every happy dad-daughter moment I see out there feels like a personal heartbreak.

🌟 Looking for Stars in the Dark

This year’s been a rollercoaster of emotions. Family truths, newfound relatives, and a ton of unanswered questions. It’s like living in a soap opera you never auditioned for.

Conclusion:

So, that’s my life update. Twists, turns, and a lot of introspection. If you’ve been through anything similar, or just wanna chat about life’s crazy turns, drop a comment. Let’s support each other through this wild ride.

#LifeStory #FamilySecrets #RealTalk

[sungbeam]

BESTIE BAEEEEEEEEE

I’m back 🤭🤭🤭

Tbh its been a rough few weeks 💀 ALSO HELP HOW COME EVERY TIME I DISAPPEAR YOU WHIP OUT SO MANY SCRUMPDILIUMPTIOUS FICS LIKE??? Not that I’m complaining tho 😋😋

Firstly, Occupied… hmmm mhmnn yeahh lemme just say that your impulsive thoughts are so valid 😔🙏 buT J E S U S DID YOU HAVE TO PUT MY HEART IN THE CROSSFIRE- I think I had to stare at my ceiling for a bit afterwards cause like damn… I love my man🗿

Secondly, Rhapsody Anonymous… had my kicking my feet as per usual 🙄🙄 and tbh the fact that both parties were valid in their reasoning for not wanting to out each other and tbh I would also be struggling on deciding whether to spill my identity or not 😭😭 but it was saUR SITIEKR CUTE 😭 man I feel like I set myself up each time I read/re-read the love in unity series cause each time they just call me more and more single and alone 😔💔 BUT FRET NOT I WILL USE THIS AS MOTIVATION AND LECTURE NOTES ON HOW TO GET A GOOD MAN 😤‼️

ALSO OMG DID YOU WATCH BARBIE YET??? Ok I think I gotta calm down I’ve been using too many caps 💀 but Lip Gloss is so Barbie too and the MV is literally a bunch of Kens doing Beach and you can’t convince me otherwise 😤☝️

My personal ranking of the album would be:

1. Fantasize

2. Fire Eyes

3. Passion Fruit

4. Lip Gloss

5. Lighthouse

6. Fairy Tale

But I honestly love all of them and I’ve listened to the album non-stopppppp!

Also yesss I did watch the zeneration behind and tell my whyyyyy New and Kevin ATE 🫣

Also the newest lip gloss mv behind took me OUT esp Changmin wiping TF OUTTTT with the volleyball net like eye- 💀💀

Also just to sneak in a lil abt the pcs… you din’t want to see the Totoro pcs… TRUST 😨😨 not safe for my mental health at ALL

Ouuu also my turn!

1. My fav bread would have to be seed bread! Not like, multigrain bread and idk if the right name is seed bread but it’s just in the name it’s bread made with a bunch of seeds mixed in 😭😭

2. My quirky snow app filter pics… oooooohhhh I hope those never see the light of day again 💀

3. No. 🗿

(But also just like you said, I’m patient but I’m also getting a lil bit impatient at the same time 😔)

4. The Robinson’s kid from meet the Robinsons…. Also Diego,,, and the Kratts broth-*gets shot*

Oh and maybe a few more questions!

1. Are you a tea person or a coffee person? What’s your fav drink?

2. Do you have a sweet tooth? If so, what’s your fav pastry?

3. If you could recommend any MUST HAVE food from your culture, what would it be?

(Can you tell that I’m craving a midnight snack rn 💀)

Oh also! I finally decided to start of my getting-back-into-reading journey with reading a book that has intrigued me and has been floating around a lot, Bunny by Mona Awad! I’ll let you know how it goes in a lil solo book club way 🫡

“I don’t know what they’re called, the spaces between seconds— but I think of you always in those intervals.” (Salvador Plascencia)

- Smooches + Smooches, 🌷 anon

omgg hi bestie 🤧🤧 what's been rough for u 😔 have u started school yet ☹️💔 im like,,, not ready to go back to uni, i wanna be a professional couch potato pls and thanks 😔

LOL pls (´Д⊂ヽ occupied was such a spur of the moment thing 💀 literally was going through MAJOR eric sohn brainrot and just had to get my thoughts down before i Combusted. bro... stared at my ceiling for a good while trying to find the perfect pics for that banner 😭 why's he gotta look that yummy 😭

aknfksnfkdkdk glad u liked rhaps anon bffie !!! bro frfr like this series is just me PROJECTING 💔💔💔 im projecting so VIOLENTLY it's embARRassing 💀 omg low-key i just remembered i pretty much based sunwoo's anonymous situation w how tumblr anons work 😭😭 but yeah for sure, i would also be kind of panicking over secret identities skfnkdnf

OMG I DID WATCH BARBIE I WATCHED IT ON PREMIERE NIGHT AND GOT GLAMMED UP !!! ur sooooooo so right omG??? lip gloss really is just a bunch of Kens doing Beach 😭😭 they're all Kenough for me tbh skcbsjnf but ugh omg im like obsessed w kevins little kick in the beginning of the choreo, and eric's one other jump thing, and chanhee's red light green light skfnkenfkdnfj such a good mv w so much fic potential tbh !!

hmmmm i haven't been listening to it as obsessively as i did be awake tbh 😭 maybe i'm just tired of summer songs 💔 but i would have to say i liked fantasize, fairytale, and fire eyes the most!! the whole album is a bop tho i do agree 🤸‍♀️😋

OH MY GOSH DO U MEAN NYUKEV ON THE STRIPPER POLES WKFNKENFKDNF HELP I SAW THAT CHANGMIN CLIP TOO 💀💀 I LAUGHED SO HARD IM SORRY CHANGMIN DONT HURT ME— omg but they were filming a variety show too and changmin lost a game and abused his gopro 😭😭😭 i felt so bad for that camera, but also low-key....... can that be me...

VRO I ALREADY SAW THE TOTORO ONES AKDNKSNFJD i was debating getting the album or joining a go for those special pcs but i ended up not doing it 😔

LMAO IM SORRY but when i saw seed bread, i just immediately thought of birds 😭😭 unrelated but i got a birb plush from daiso a couple days ago and i named him clyde 😎😎 THE SNOW FILTER APP SJFJKSJDJD I FEKT THAT DW 😭 OMG DIEGO UR SO RIGHT !!! (゜-゜) like sorry dora, ur cousin is much more entertaining ksnfkend

OMGGG i really need to start reading again 😭 it's awful how i can't even pick up a book anymore it's so embarrassing being an english major like this 💔 BUT YES PLS LMK HOW U LIKE IT o7

"& how many times have you loved me without my asking? how often have i loved a thing because you loved it? including me." - D. Smith, acknowledgements

— i love love loved you, and i'll love you all over again too 💖

[ode2rin]

hi hi mimi! i missed you too! school started for me and it’s my last year of high school, so i’ve been out of it lol. i did a summer program at a local college so i didn’t even get like a full break 💔💔 it’s been boring since all my classes are just electives to graduate. and tests for college because i didn’t do them previously because of procrastination. i’m out here fixing my wrongs at the last minute 😭😭 OH and i started at a new school so i’m trying to make friends, but everyone thinks i’m fourteen and not seventeen 😔 baby face 👎👎

enough about my life, sorry for blabbing about that

i’ve been reading a lot of your stuff but i haven’t been able to write a paragraph like usual 😞😞 i’ve started some but i’ll summarize my thoughts.

that sae fic? YUMMY, DELICIOUS, SOME OTHER ADJECTIVES THAT I CANT THINK OF. that little carrd that you attached? i’m under your bed as we speak. /jk also sae being your first 5k fic? i KNEW you were an ITOSHI KISSER! stop the sae censorship! no more s*e!

that rin fic too? i love anxious rin headcanons where he doesn’t know how to act with a partner. something about emotionally constipated rin who overthinks, just does it for me. just RAHH. MWAH MWAH MWAH 💋

I already told you how my reo fics make me feel, but 💞💗 reo💞💗. like reo is just that guy, if someone doesn’t like reo they’re a red flag. i’m tired of seeing my baby cry in episode nagi.

i hope you have a wonderful day mimi! xoxo

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i promise to drop by more often after my month of vanishing!! TRUST 🤞🤞

HELLO MY LOVELY 🏹 (everyone come greet 🏹) i missed you MORE (don't fight me on it i've been told i'm insufferable) ooooh last year of highschool !! that's so exciting for you (and also scary i'm sure :P) you had a productive summer break (is it even a break ToT) i see !! good for u, i've been dilly dallying around and writing delusions here and there 😼 oh no procrastination is really hard to combat pls i'm def not an expert on that :< but you're fixing it now and that matters more!! good luck at making new friends (i suck on that :P) !! can't say i relate w the baby face btw, i'm often mistaken to be fifteen because of my height and actual fifteen yr olds are even taller than me 🥲

tell me more abt you some other time !!!!! 😼

you don't need to drop by everytimeeeeee i know life can be busy sometimes !! i'm happy to have you anytime as long as it's you 🫵🏻 i look forward to anything you have for me (❁´◡`❁)

that sae fic pls. that thing was almost 4 months in the making because i'm literally like this > (._.) when i write a sentence in that fic. like no thoughts, head def empty. got sick of it one day and said, fuck it let's finish it. PLS I'M NEVER BEATING THESE SAE ENJOYER ALLEGATIONS if you can't beat them, join them so i'm now an itoshi k-k-kisser (it's so hard to admit) BUT STILL RIN >>>>>>>>>

SPEAKING OF RIN everyone misses him T^T most definitely i do !!!! i've been channelling these missing hours of him into writing. i'll be the most annoying person here on tumblr once we see him back in the manga i swear. YOU'RE SO RIGHT anxious lover rin >>>> the babygirl of all babygirls !!! 🗣️

💞💗 REO 💞💗 i've been enjoying writing reo drabbles these days. generally, just any trope i think of and any loser boy tendencies that i have: I WRITE ABOUT HIM he makes me unwell 🤺 i avoid that crying pic of him anywhere i swear, my mind automatically filters the sight of it to cope xD

I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST DAY and life is treating you well as it should !!!!

and good luck to your last year of hs !!! you'll ace that trust me all i speak is truth 🫂

see you around ! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

I LOVE UR REACTIONS MICKEY THEY GIVE ME LIFE THEY ARE MY SUSTENANCE <33333 u are sweeter than the candies i munched on while reading this ily always & forever 😥😥

ok im just gonna jump right into it BUT BEFORE THAT. i am leaning in close… nuzzling into ur neck… thank u mickey i love u mickey <333 reading this made me soooo happy u have no idea i read ur rbs all the time when i need a kick of serotonin psychologists fear u

AJSHKAWUDHAHDUAHDKGASGDJ CAR CRASH SOUNDS BOOM POW ANOTHER CRASHHH AMBULANCE SIRENS POLICE HEART MONITOR GOING EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I'M DEADDDDDDD SUGU SAYING BABY SUGU SAYING SWEETHEART SUGU SAYING MY ANGELL ARI ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE I'M OLD MY HEART CAN'T TAKE THIS SHIT ANYMORE U CAN'T JUST DO THAT TO ME

HEHEHEHE ok but consider ….. sugu calling u honey <333 my love <3333 in my brain those are his faves but he abuses baby and sweetheart too (angel is for when he’s feeling especially sappy which is more often than he wants to admit smh)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA mickey has been sent to a fucking mental asylum they lost their mind thank you tumblr user twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat for finally being able to do that we've been trying for a while

MICKEY UR SO FUNNY PLS STOP IM GIGGLING W MY PHONE IN HAND ….. brb im breaking into the asylum to sneak u out

yeah imagine my 5'3 ass trying to carry him home 😐😐 I WOULD DO IT NEVERTHELESS NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT

HEHEHEHE IM TALLER >:333 hows the weather down there mickey (<- is 5’4)

hello ribcage mention

MICKEY I FUCKING LOST IT AT THIS RIBCAGE MENTION …. RIBCAGE HIVEMIND ….. we need no words to communicate fr

ari again i just ahhhhhh i love how you write so so so fucking much "towards the little pale dots of star clusters all across the night sky, gleaming like milk poured over rich coffee" you are my inspiration i adore you so much your art is the literature i'll be studying in my free time nothing else is needed

mickey ur making me run out of words can i just buy u a house or something . can i help u move and carry ur boxes in my noodle arms. can i make u tea. I LOVE U SM UR TOO SWEET WHAT IF I DIE 💔💔 i am tucking these words deep into my heart im never ever letting em go !!!!

SUGU BOOPING YOUR NOSE AND GIGGLING like i'm genuinely getting flustered at this help me please

u cant see me but im jumping up and down clutching my fists in victory DID THE NOSE BOOP MAKE U BLUSH & GIGGLE PLS SAY YES thats the intended effect hehe :33 if he booped my nose i would Explode and die

whoever gets to marry you one day (idk how u feel about that but this is about the point) is gonna have a meltdown at the altar when u read them your vows i just know it (future mickey here um hello marriage hivemind bc what how did that even happen i didn't know marriage was gonna be a topic when i wrote this??????)(extra future mickey here. yes i am in fact stupid u literally said he wants to marry u in the description... I'M SORRY I DIDN'T READ THAT I JUST JUMPED RIGHT IN I WAS SO EXCITED IT MAKES ME LOOK STUPID)

PSHDHSHHXHD MICKEY YOU’RE SO FUCKING CUTE IM LOSING IT 😭😭😭😭 ITS THE MARRIAGE HIVEMIND FR !!!!! we’re so linked i swear the ari/mickey connection is literally unbreakable we transcend the limits of the universe / tumblr dot com

i'm currently on my way over to your house don't ask how i know where u live i just do i need to give you these flowers and this little box that happens to have a ring in it yeah no don't worry about it just open the door sweetheart I LOVE YOUR FUCKING WRITING ARI CAN YOU HEAR MEEE LIKE HE WAS FORMED IN THE SHAPE OF SOMEONE MEANT TO HOLD YOU AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

MICKEY STOP IT RN IM WARNING U if u keep this up ill have no choice but to kiss u silly 😔😔 THANK UUUU this made me melt a little have i mentioned that ur the sweetest little guy on planet earth??? TYSM ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS there is a tiny portion of my heart reserved exclusively for mickey n their nice words <33

YAYYY SUGU I LOVE SUGU SUGU NATIONN "HE'S SIMPLY YOUR SUGU" 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 "HIS HEART IS YOURS" OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE ARIYOULITTLESHIT WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT MY POOR LITTLE HEART ARE YOUFUKING KIDDING HE'S CRYING NOW TOO WHAT THE FUCK

MICKEYYEKDJSH U HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I LAUGHED READING THIS 😭😭😭😭😭 ohhhh u are a godsend u are serotonin in human form i need to turn u into a pill and dissolve u in water so i can drink u (affectionate <333) I LOVE UUUU

he has been thinking about it a lot hasn't he.... dreaming even... he can't wait to do it... he wants to buy a house for you... plant a garden full of flowers for you.... he wants you to wear the ring everyday.... wants you to take him everywhere you go..... yeah.....

HE HAS BEEN DREAMING OF IT HE HAS HE HASSSSS he’s literally obsessed he thinks abt it all the time mickey………. abt what ur expression will look like and every single way the word yes could roll off ur tongue 😞😞 i like to think that shoko texted u to pick his ass up bc he was going on and on abt how much he loves u, how he wants to marry u, how they need to come to the wedding bc he loves them and he isnt sure he’ll make it to the altar if they arent there to pinch him so he’s sure it isnt just another dream…… etc etc <333 he’s Normal abt the concept of marriage

also mickey pls stop making me cry this isnt ok HE WOULDDD PLANT A WHOLE GARDEN FOR U he’d pick ur favorite flowers :((((( make a home tailored to u and no one else :(((((((((( i feel like he asked u abt ur dream home when u first started dating and years later he still has it written down and he’s so so ready to start building that home for u WAHHHHHHH 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😥😥😥😥 MICKEY I NEED HIM WE NEED HIM THIS CANT GO ON

HUHHHHHHHHH GULP BIG GULP H- HIS MORNING VOICE ANOTHER GULP I DON'T HAVE AN ADAM'S APPLE BUT IT'S METAPHORICALLY BOBBING RN OKAY WHOOOOWEEE

mickey has anyone told u that ur the realest person on this site

sugu and his forever is nothing compared to mickey and ari's art forever okay. ARI MY SWEETEST SWEET THIS FELT LIKE A BIG WARM HUG THE KIND WHERE YOU HIDE YOUR FACE IN THE CROOK OF THEIR NECK THE KIND WHERE THEY KISS YOUR TEMPLE THE LOVING KID THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU YOU ARE A BLESSING TO THIS WORLD AND I AM SO HAPPY THAT I GET TO READ YOUR WORK I GENUINELY HOPE YOU NEVER STOP

mickey i am kissing u all over ur pretty face MWAHMWAHMWAH take the “art” out of that sentence sugu & reader have nothing on ari & mickey <3333 I LOVE YOUUUUU i will continue writing JUST for u these are all written and manifactured w mickey in mind pls remember that!!! i cant tell u how happy i am that u liked this fic i soak up the mickey approval like a sponge :3

i dream, now, of a normal life with you ; suguru geto

synopsis; suguru isn’t a lightweight. this is your first time actually seeing him drunk — though maybe it shouldn’t come as a surprise that he’d be the sappy kind.

word count; 9.4k (..... i got carried away ok)

contents; suguru geto/reader, gn!reader (shoko calls u "girl" but in a "girl help" way not a gendered way), written w a no curses au in mind, sugu is a sappy emotional drunk i said what i said, sickening amounts of fluff, depictions of intoxication, reader is averse to alcohol, sugu wants to marry u so bad it makes him look silly, lots of emotions & lots of love <33

a/n; this fic has been ROTTING in my drafts for the longest time but its super precious to me and now i finally get to post it!! @softgirlgonehaywire & @hayakawalove ily ty for being interested in sappy!sugu this is a treat for u <33

the bar isn’t all that far off from your apartment.

it’s a short distance, really. walk straight ahead, until you reach the record store that suguru likes to frequent, and then take a right; a minute or two uphill, and then you’ll be able to see the blue of the sea. once you’re there, all that’s left is to look for mellow golden lighting and descend a set of stairs.

which is what you’re currently doing, popsicle in hand, loose clothes and comfortable shoes on as you wallow in the mellow summer evening. everything is blue — the dark shade of the sky, and your ice pop, pastel and sweet, tasting of pure youth. the hoodie you threw on is a rich cobalt, suguru’s in name but yours in spirit. he only wears it when you complain that it doesn’t smell like him anymore.

humming a jolly tune, you take a sharp turn, allowing the summer sensations to curl around your subconscious. blissed out and content. 

you were so, so bored — stuck at home with no one to keep you company, no one to mumble snarky commentary about the show playing on tv, no one to run their fingers through your hair while your head rests in their lap. pure torture, really, being faced with the consequences of your own actions. after you stupidly told suguru you’d be okay on your own.

he even asked you twice, just to be sure, even told you that he’d prefer you to join him on his night out. and again, you declined; because it’s been so long since he had some time alone with shoko and satoru, and you were feeling a little tired anyways. 

so he gave in. heading out, with a promise to bring back a tub of your favorite ice cream, leaving you with the apartment to yourself. did you come to regret your little white lie? maybe. possibly.

but everything worked out in the end.

a pleasant breeze caresses your skin, brushing against the apple of your cheek, and you watch as peach blossoms dance in a faraway park. cicadas cling to every tree in sight, buzzing a pleasant tune, mingling with the giddy giggles of high school students enjoying their summer vacation. it’s been raining for a couple of days; you can still smell it in the air, feel it in the low tinge of humidity clinging to your skin, still hear suguru’s insistence that you bring an umbrella with you to work — just in case.

but today, the skies were clear, and it’s late, not too humid but not too chilly. and the stars are out, glimmering in that fuzzy sea of mellow cerulean, leaking out like little marbles cast into space. falling down, down, down, close enough for you to see. from here, it looks as if they’re waving. you resist the urge to wave back.

peace. bliss. a nostalgia so vibrant you could drown in it, feel it lick at your ankles like soft sea foam.

eager to scratch a certain itch in your brain, attention span zipping from one street vendor to the pop music blasting from a couple streets away, you take your phone out from your pocket. absently scrolling through your messages, until you get to the ones shoko sent you just ten minutes ago. the ones that brought you out here, into a summer evening soon to slip into nightfall, ones that have you walking to the bar you chose not to join them at.

messages that still have you pushing back a bout of giggles, chewing lazily on your ramune ice pop with a giddy smile.

sho 🚬: come get ur man sho 🚬: he’s drunk. sho 🚬: like DRUNK drunk 

you: …… um.  you: what happened to hi? hello?? good evening???

sho 🚬: no time for that. look sho 🚬: [ image ] sho 🚬: he looks so goofy lol

unable to resist the temptation, you press the pad of your finger against the screen — opening the image attachment, just to drink in the sight once again. what you see is a certain man, slumped over in his seat, cheek smooshed against the wooden table in front of him. messy hair, no longer tied into a bun, cascading down his shoulders and back. from the little you can see of his face, his skin is flushed a light pink, and his eyes are closed, fingers still curled around an empty beer jug. 

like a sleepy puppy.

a coo tiptoes on your tongue, but you bite down on your lip in an effort to stop it, just grinning at your screen with pure adoration in your lovesick eyes. 

he’s drunk, alright. an unfamiliar sight, but not at all unwelcome. because he’s cute, terribly so, so cute that it hurts, even when he’s obviously wasted. it’s almost funny — you know their drinking habits. shoko holds her liquor so well that it’s a little horrifying, and satoru can get wasted if he has more than a sip of it. and suguru?

suguru never gets drunk. he barely even drinks. out of consideration for satoru, maybe, or you. probably both. that’s just how he is; you thought he hated fish for years, because he was always so eager to give you the best bites of the sushi rolls you ordered. turns out he was just indulging you.

so, to be frank — the idea of him suddenly being drunk is a little bit of a shocker. but it’s also kind of exciting, in a ridiculous way. new, fun, just what you need when you’re bored out of your mind.

(or maybe you’re just happy to have an excuse to go see him.)

you: NOOOO  you: MY BABY 😭😭😭 you: what did u guys DO to him???

sho 🚬: satoru and him made a bet 😐 you know how they are sho 🚬: he drank like a divorced mother of four ive never seen something so beautiful

you: …. you: have i told you that you’re both terrible

sho 🚬: u love us <33 sho 🚬: anyway he’s been asking me where u are for the past ten minutes pls come i can’t stand him sho 🚬: he’s crying.

you: HUH???????? you: WHY????????????????

sho 🚬: dude i dont know sho 🚬: please come get him he’s being so sappy that satoru’s abt to throw up

you: ???? okok 😭 you: im omw ig??

sho 🚬: girl hurry he just told me he genuinely appreciates my presence in his life 😐

an exhale — laced with deep amusement — drops from your lips and spills into the summer air. it tastes like a memory from long ago.

slipping your phone back into your pocket, you raise your gaze, searching for a glimmer of goldish light. soaking up the scent of the ocean, sparkling on the border of your peripheral. salty and sweet.

no matter how hard you try, all you can think of is that certain someone, waiting for you to pick him up. your mind keeps drifting back to the way his eyes crinkle when he laughs, the way his hair falls over his face when he leans down, the sound he makes when he stretches in the morning.

you want to see him. badly. you want him near, want to feel the familiar warmth of his presence, want to see him smile and laugh and sigh and raise his eyebrow at your antics. 

so there isn’t any time to waste. you’re walking towards that familiar set of stairs before you know it, shoes hitting the asphalt with a mantra of satisfying thuds. 

and when you step in through the opened door, you’re immediately engulfed by a sense of overflowing comfort. mellow, warm lights, the soft buzzing of static from an old radio, low citypop beats trailing through the air. the bartender by the counter gives you a curt nod in greeting, before motioning towards a certain table. it’s over in the corner, covered in beer jugs and fancy glasses, with three beauties seated around it.

satoru notices you first.

a bright grin finds its way onto his face, and he waves you over giddily, happily. barely contained excitement in the motion. shoko’s gaze follows his, flitting over to meet yours — and you think she mouths an oh, thank god, before taking another sip from her glass. she brings a hand up in greeting when you come closer, and you can’t see her smile, but there’s a crinkle to her eyes; a warmth in them that you’d never miss.

”hey, guys.”

”yo!” satoru chirps, beaming in a way that’s so distinctly him it makes you soften. he looks so comfortable in his seat, with a cocktail you know is non-alcoholic and probably too sweet for anyone but him to stomach. giggling to himself, leaning over to poke suguru’s cheek, with a teasing declaration of your chaperone is here! 

and there he is. 

the man you came here for, still slumped over in his seat, unresponsive. not for long. as the lilt of your voice reaches his ears, his eyes flutter open, in a bout of recognition — even in the drunken state he’s in. an immediate sensation of familiarity creeps into his veins, rousing him from his cozy, half-asleep stupor. 

he doesn’t even grumble over the way satoru keeps poking at his cheek, interest and attention focused solely on a certain someone. you, your presence. 

and when your eyes meet his, he lights up.

it’s precious, you think, how his eyes widen, blooming with genuine affection, so endearing you could kiss him right then and there. his face is flushed, and his hair is tousled, and the warm lighting of the bar paints him in a golden hue. so perfect for him, your star in the sky. 

a smile spreads across his lips, big and happy and warm, and you can’t help but mirror it. 

(gosh, he’s cute.)

with a dizzy kind of eagerness, suguru sits up, palms flush against the table to support his weight. he stumbles out of his seat, paying no heed to satoru’s amused huff of careful! or the rattling of fragile glass.

it only takes a few uncoordinated steps for him to reach you, where you haphazardly lean against the wall, watching him amusedly. that delighted smile never leaves his lips, as his arms go to curl around your waist, big and heavy, his jaw finding its rightful place on the curve of your shoulder. 

”baby,” he drawls, fond and affectionate. breathing you in. ”sweetheart. my angel.”

a flustered puff of laughter slips from your lips, stumbling a little under his weight. his voice is syrupy sweet, overflowing with love and adoration, soft in a way that has your knees buckling. a little raspy. murmured right into your ear, sending pleasant shivers down your spine. 

he’s too sweet for you to handle, really, even sweeter than satoru’s overpriced cocktail. and he smells the same as always; a blend between coffee grounds, cigarette smoke and rain, one that never fails to soothe you. even when it’s tangled up with a vague but vivid stench of alcohol, courtesy of the drinking he’s been doing until now. 

you crinkle your nose, but don’t let go of him, nuzzling your cheek against the side of his head. words buzzing with warmth. ”hey, sugu.”

suguru only squeezes you tighter, content to have you in his arms. finally, his world makes sense again. all he can do is bask in your voice, warmth, scent — he’s just so enamored by it all. almost in a trance, heartstrings dancing along to the beat of your presence, your very existence, that appears to him as something almost angelic. soft and familiar, something that feels right at home when it’s tucked into his embrace. where he can keep it safe.

”missed you…” he murmurs, sleepy, smearing an open mouthed kiss against the crook of your neck. ”i love you s’much…”

a chuckle. ”i love you too,” you echo, running a steady hand over his back. your voice is laced with something teasing, but awfully fond. ”you really are drunk, aren’t you?”

”mm…” he only hums, cheek pressed flush against your soft skin. ”’m sorry…” he mumbles, stifling a yawn. he sounds a little guilty, and it makes you want to coo. pull his cheek a little.

instead, you laugh. amusement vowen into the bubbly noise. ”it’s fine, sugu. c’mon — let’s go home, alright?”

at that, satoru visibly reacts, placing his glass on the table with a soft clink before getting up to stretch. he grabs suguru’s discarded jacket, letting it hang off his arm as he walks over to the two of you.

”i’ll help you carry him,” he smiles, always so dependable. so ready to be of service. maybe a little too eager to carry suguru around like a sack of potatoes. 

a smile blooms on your face, and satoru gives you a playful wink. shoko just leans back in her seat, stretching idly. it feels like home with them there.

”i’ll stay here,” she hums, a faint grin tugging at her lips. ”he’s your problem now.”

”got it.” you meet her lidded eyes, sharing an amused look as satoru tries to coax suguru away from you, pulling at his cheek while he whines and clings to the fabric of your clothing.

finally, he relents, and you look back at the table with a grin. ”see you later, sho’.”

a smile is the only response you get, but it’s enough. it’s her, the same as always, still sipping from a glass of expensive whiskey and raising her hand in a silent see you. relaxed and cool, and so very lovely. 

with one arm over satoru’s shoulder and the other clinging to your hoodie, suguru stirs.

”shoko…” he groans, craning his head to look back at her, even as satoru makes a move to leave. ”don’t drink too much. and watch out for strangers…” 

he trails off, blinking drowsily, a protective tone to his voice. worried. awfully like him. neither you nor satoru can resist the chuckle you indulge in, but shoko just rolls her hazel eyes.

”i don’t need to hear that from you,” she scoffs, tinged with amusement and what you’re almost certain is embarrassment. there’s a fondness to her snark, one you’d never miss. 

(shoko will always be shoko. you know that she appreciates suguru’s concern, even if she doesn’t want to show it.)

”alright, c’mon,” satoru quips, slapping suguru’s back with a grin. ”there, there, big guy. let’s get you home, hm?”

just as you suspected, he doesn’t let you help, doing all the heavy lifting on his own. not breaking a single sweat, flaunting his strength as he hoists suguru up the steps — while you do nothing but follow, a light jacket hanging off your arm. 

cold midnight air embraces you, slathering your cheeks with the essence of summer as your shoes meet the asphalt. satoru smiles, a low exhale escaping him, dusting off his hands. ”there we go.”

suguru stumbles towards you, no longer caged in, slumping against your shoulder with a satisfied sigh. blinking slowly, as you link arms, his muddled senses adjusting to the outside world. a pleasantly blue sky, a sun long set, and a string of lamp posts to light up the street ahead of you. artificial fireflies, watching over the town you love so dearly.

you part your lips, and a soft exhale slips out, dripping with fondness. ”thanks, satoru,” you smile, meeting his gaze.

”don’t mention it,” he waves you off, but you know he appreciates it; always eager to be praised. ”can you bring him back by yourself?”

”yeah, we’ll be fine. it’s close, anyway. don’t worry.”

a hum buzzes in his throat, and his cobalt gaze drifts upwards, to bask in the starry sky. a moment passes, and then he’s looking back at you and suguru; a soft and earnest smile playing at his lips. so sincere you want to reach out, cup his cheek, make sure he knows how loved he is.

”i’ll go back to shoko, then,” he chirps. bubbly and graceful, giddy and playful. always so lovely. ”gotta make sure she stays out of trouble.”

a chuckle. you mirror his smile. ”of course.”

and with that, your precious best friend makes a move to return to the bar, taking a decisive step away from you. before he can get too far, though, a certain hand reaches out to hold onto his sleeve — keeping him still.

satoru turns around. blinking once, then twice, in confusion; faced with none other than suguru, still slumped against you. a little out of it, sleepy and disoriented, yawning quietly, but his eyes are as clear as ever. caring and sentimental. 

his gaze cuts to the bone of things. it’s something you’ve grown used to.

”thanks, satoru,” he murmurs, letting go of said man’s shirt. the words that spill from his lips are straightforward, a little tactless, but overflowing with earnest appreciation. ”you’re my best friend.”

a moment passes. the stars burn in silence.

satoru blinks.

then he sighs, with what you know is nothing more than feigned annoyance. masking his embarrassment, the same way shoko did, the same way suguru always does. your repressed, beloved little losers. 

”yeah, yeah. i got it,” he pats suguru’s shoulder, once, twice. not looking at him. ”you’re such a sap, you know that? geez.”

a grin crawls up to rest on your lips, fresh mischief blooming in your eyes. ”not gonna call him your best friend back?” you tease, a soft tilt of your head.

satoru gives you a glare, playful, one you can’t physically see from behind his shades but still somehow sense. ”don’t add fuel to the fire,” he grins, with a halfhearted flick to your forehead.

before you can bicker further, suguru yawns, loudly, closing his eyes and nuzzling into you. you share an amused look with satoru, until he shakes his head fondly.

”take care of him, alright?”

”i will. you guys have fun!”

and at last, satoru turns on his heel, coupled with a smile and a lazy wave. but suguru calls out to him once more, unwilling to part ways without saying his piece. so sentimental, so loving it comes to him like breathing.

”bye-bye, satoru,” he slurs, voice loud enough for the entire street to hear, tired and honest. raising his arm in a lazy wave. ”i love you!”

”go home already!” satoru shouts, descending down the steps with a flush to his cheeks that you’ll tease him for later. his soft laughter is carried away by the breeze, sweet and saccharine.

(satoru will always be satoru. you know that he loves suguru back, even if he doesn’t want to say it out loud.)

with a faint chuckle, melting into the summer air, you tug on suguru’s arm. ”alright,” you chirp, looking up at him. ”let’s go!”

he seems a little more awake now, at least, trying to match your steps. meanwhile, you do what you can to support his weight; he’s stumbling a bit, but you don’t mind. if anything, his weight is a comfort, your arms linked together like a lucky charm. a safe harbour.

suguru is acting kind of like a big puppy, gazing at you with hearts in his eyes. a little meek, clinging to you, trailing after you pliantly. he’s a little dizzy, still, and he needs you to get back home in one piece. it makes you puff out your chest, stand up straighter. makes you feel protective of your 6’2 boyfriend, all toned muscle and broad shoulders, the personification of scary dog privilege. but he needs you right now.

a soft bout of laughter spills into the air, as you try to ignore his heavy stare. it’s impossible, though — so you turn your gaze to meet his own, and he practically glows under the sound of your giggles, that cheeky smile you’re wearing. ”you okay, suguru?”

his eyes soften. silently, he runs a thumb over the knots of your knuckle, smoothing down your skin, thick fingers intertwined with yours. 

he looks deep into your eyes, and a soft hum of affirmation buzzes in his throat. 

”i’m just so happy,” he grins, with a sincerity that has your heart doing flips inside your ribcage. it flutters, flutters, flutters, in the wake of his unbridled joy. it buzzes like it wants to break out.

suguru has this dreamy look on his face, one you can do nothing but admire, painted over with fluorescent moonlight and pure summer bliss. one that reminds you a little of high school rooftops, midnight road trips, what it means to be in love.

you nudge him, softly, with the arm that’s tangled up in his own. tilting your head, teasing words on the tip of your tongue. ”you know, i never took you for a sappy drunk.”

suguru's only response is a cute little mmrn, steps heavy as he leans on you for support. trying his best to carry himself, not wanting to inconvenience you, but it’s just a little tough. especially when he feels this soft, this grateful — this blessed.

a giddy, dreamy smile tugs at his lips. his amber gaze travels up, towards the little pale dots of star clusters all across the night sky, gleaming like milk poured over rich coffee. then he exhales; a soft, blissful little sound. ”i’m so lucky.”

a moment passes, silently. in the distance, cicadas buzz. with a patient smile, you admire him, the reflection of starlight in his eyes. suguru has this forlorn look, etched into his expression, like he’s seeing something that isn’t quite there.

”i have satoru and shoko…” he mumbles, just loud enough for you to hear. as if he’s tasting the words on his tongue, as if he can’t quite believe them himself. that’s how lucky he feels, sometimes.

a nod. ”they love you a bunch, you know?”

(they do. they’re both horrible at saying it out loud, but you know they do. you know that they love suguru, just as much as he loves them, even if none of them are good at putting it into words. perhaps they don’t really even need to, in the first place.)

suguru mirrors the soft nod of your head, bangs falling over his eyes as he does. ”and i love them, too.” his smile grows. ”they’re my best friends.”

absently, you reach a hand out, brushing away the strands of hair obscuring his vision. and suguru stirs, his gaze shifting until it falls on you. like a moth to a flame. there’s something indescribable in his eyes, soft and heavy and tender and true.

”— and i have you.”

a stutter of your heartbeat, a jolt throughout your chest. his stare almost burns, but you can’t avert your gaze — suguru looks positively lovesick. admiring you with a dreamy gaze, as if he can’t believe you’re real. 

he reaches a hand out; cradling your face with one big palm, the rough pads of his fingers smoothing down your skin so very gently. smearing his fondness from your jaw to your cheekbone, so loving your breath hitches in the back of your throat. 

a soft, content sigh spills into the air, like a prayer that doesn’t need any words. his smile is serene.

”my angel.” 

as the words fall, that peaceful smile of his changes shape, shifting into a big, giddy grin. it lights up his whole face. a chuckle leaves his lips, content and delighted. ”i’m the luckiest guy in the world.”

and for a moment, you fear that your heart will stop beating entirely. frozen, listening to the lullaby of your heartbeat resounding in your ears. 

suguru has always been frighteningly good at flustering you — but isn’t this a little unfair? you clear your throat, hoping to regain some composure. it’s tough, though. your words could never measure up to his, could never flow as freely, but they’re honest. wholly and thoroughly. and maybe that’s enough. 

”we’re the luckiest in the world, too, then,” you echo, smiling, words barely above a whisper. willing yourself to meet his gaze. ”since we have you.”

suguru looks into your eyes. there’s starlight inside them, he thinks, shining brightly, gleaming in the dark. with the hazy filter of intoxication clouding his mind, it’s all he can think. you’re his northern star, his lighthouse. his one and only saving grace.

(you’re so, so pretty.)

a pause. after a silent moment, spent etching your features into his retinas, suguru tilts his head. his expression is unreadable.

— he boops your nose.

you blink. once, twice, caught entirely off guard; and suguru giggles. soft, giddy little breaths falling from his lips like marbles, strewn over the sand of a warm beach. his eyes are crinkled at the edges, and his smile is sweet, meeting your surprised gaze with a honeyed coo. ”you’re so cute, baby.”

silence. you look up at him. 

then you sigh, exasperated, more flustered than you’d like to admit. god. okay, he’s really out of it. for some reason, you still thought you could get a good one-liner in, but of course he had to ruin that by being a little tease.

you grab onto his bicep. gaze fixed straight ahead, giving it a tug. your steps are more decisive now, and suguru follows you happily. ”alright, alright. c’mon,” you beckon, slightly gruff. ”we’re almost there.”

when you finally reach the familiar front door of your apartment, you exhale a deep sigh, laced with pure relief. limbs tired from dragging suguru up the stairs, mind muddled and sleepy and senses practically engulfed by a man still clinging to you like his life depends on it.

after fumbling with your keys and hearing the click of the lock, you take a victorious step over the threshold, and a familiar scent greets you. soothing, comforting, a blend between fresh laundry and leftover curry and blooming hydrangeas. filling your senses with a fervent kind of bliss. of course, suguru’s does the same; intimately intertwined with the scent of home. that everlasting, never-changing blend. 

with him clinging to you like this, it’s almost suffocating — but you truly don’t mind. suguru’s warm, and sweet, and being close to him like this makes you feel at peace. his hands rest on your hips, his jaw on your shoulder, and he adamantly refuses to let go of you for even a second. it’d be annoying if he wasn’t so cute, if he wasn’t suguru geto, if you weren’t so horrendously weak for him.

what you don’t know is that suguru has an agenda. one that isn’t just i want to hug the love of my life, although partially that as well. suguru has a plan, one he’s been absentmindedly dreaming of for the past five minutes; he’s a man on a mission.

but he’s patient. always has been, always for you. so he waits, and waits, for you to hang his jacket up, for you to kick your shoes off your feet. and when you’re finally, finally finished, suguru leans in to kiss you.

— you block his mouth with the palm of your hand.

a moment passes. silent, almost tense. in his stupor, suguru’s mind can’t quite seem to comprehend the situation before him; he doesn’t understand why he isn’t pressing a kiss to your lips, right now, why he’s kissing the skin of your palm. he doesn’t understand why you look so troubled, a faint guilt simmering in your eyes. he just doesn’t understand.

all he can do is blink, dumbly, surprised. a question written on his features clear as day. 

”well, it’s just…” you sputter, sheepishly. avoiding his gaze, a little guilty. ”you know. since you’ve been drinking, and all…”

and it hurts, you think. it hurts a lot more than it should. it hurts to reject him, hurts to see the way he deflates at your clarification. like a big kicked puppy. like you just threatened to throw him out into the street.

suguru removes your hand, gently, holding it in his own as he speaks. those amber eyes are downcast, and a soft pout rests on his lips. the sight alone feels like a dagger to your chest.

”but…” he frowns, voice awfully meek. he looks so sad. ”i wanna kiss you…”

a soft sigh leaves your lips, before you can think to hold it in. oh, he’s being so unfair. guilt clings to your mind, an itch you yearn to scratch, and all you want is to kiss his pout away. but you really, really don’t want to kiss his alcohol-soaked lips.

so you settle for the second best option.

”’m sorry, sugu,” you coo, reaching a hand out to cradle his cheek. he leans into your touch, still pouting, and you tug a little at his bottom lip. wasting no time in closing the narrow distance between you.

the kisses you press against his skin are soft. peppering kisses all across his face; ghosting your lips along his jaw, trailing towards his cheekbones, and settling on his forehead. tiny little pecks, wherever you can reach. your voice is soft, muffled into his skin between butterfly kisses. ”tomorrow, okay?” 

and suguru seems to brighten up a little, melting under the contact, exhaling in pure bliss. he fervently returns the treatment, planting open mouthed kisses all over your face, respecting your wishes and avoiding your lips. they’re a little sloppy, but you don’t mind.

it does make you a little flustered, though. with his palms cradling your face, engulfing you, there’s nothing you can do except drown in his affection, the love he showers you with. it tickles — and suguru’s smile only grows, at the sound of your soft giggles. his cheeks are starting to hurt.

the state he’s in is just a little bit hazy. despite his initial dejection, he no longer minds that he can’t feel your lips against his, disappointment warded off by your smile and laughter alone. he thinks you’re so, so cute, and all he wants is to kiss you forever. 

but you have other plans.

and before you know it, you’re both curled up in bed, limbs all tangled up beneath the blankets, bodies pressed together as suguru cages you in. he squeezes you tightly, hugging you close, practically melting into you. usually, it’d be so easy to fall asleep like this. with suguru cradling you, covering your body with his own, warm and safe. he’s like a furnace. 

but right now, it’s a little tough. you’re kept awake by open mouthed, ticklish kisses pressed against your skin, supplied by the love of your life. it’s sweet, but he’s being far too distracting — as soon as your consciousness begins to fade into the fuzzy realm of sleep, he leaves a sloppy kiss against your collarbone, and you’re jolted awake once more. 

”suguuu,” you whine, dragging his name out with childish inclination. ”we need to sleep…”  

”sorry,” he only murmurs, muffled into your skin. he doesn’t stop, though, planting a wet smooch on your cheek, and then another. you squirm a little in his hold, and he emits a shaky breath. ”jus’ love you so much…”

suguru knows that he needs to stop. he knows that both of you need to sleep, that you need to rest up. that he needs to recover from the intoxicated state he’s fully aware that he’s in — but he just can’t seem to follow through with it. every cell in his body burns with a certain desire, a need to shower you in love, and it’s unendurable. with every kiss, every giggle he manages to pull from your lips, suguru’s heart fills up just a little more. 

your presence surrounds him, like a weighted blanket, and he clings to it with a desperation he never knew before you. 

in the midst of his feverish consciousness, you’re all his muddled mind can think about. the way you fit together with him like a puzzle piece, like he was formed in the shape of someone meant to hold you. like you were formed in the shape of his embrace. with you pressed up against him, limbs tangled with his, everything feels so right.

but it’s so overwhelming. 

you’re so, so close, so close he’s practically engulfed by your scent, your touch, everything that makes his heart burn with devotion. it’s beating so viscerally in his ribcage, stirring the protective instinct inside him; he just wants you to stay close, by his side, wants to keep you safe and happy. wants to make you feel loved. 

suguru’s heart feels wet and raw and bare, fully exposed for you to see. beating just for you.

with the alcohol inside his veins, and the nostalgia of the summer evening on his mind, everything weighs on him just a little too heavily. everything feels just a little too much. every sensation, every emotion, every sappy thought. all of it together is almost too much for him to handle.

all he can think of is you. how lucky he is, to have met you, to have gotten to know you. how much you’ve changed him, changed him for the better, how much of him is directly tied to your existence.

suguru never truly appreciated his name until you came into his life. it was always no more than a simple fact, a gift from his parents that he hadn’t asked for. something natural, that he didn’t question, didn’t think about. 

but you say his name with such warmth.

he wants to hear you say it, over and over again, forever. suguru — in that sweet, lovely voice of yours. better yet, just sugu, a cutesy, silly nickname he could never bring himself to actually hate. he just wants to hear you call out to him, with that warmth of yours, the one that never fails to soothe him. no matter how tired he is, how stressed. how much everything else weighs down on him. 

at the end of the day, he’s simply your sugu. and that’s all he ever really wants to be.

with a hazy filter clouding his senses, coaxing him into closing his eyes, suguru should give in. he should fall asleep, let you fall asleep. but he can’t bring himself to stop thinking about it; he just loves you so wholly. who you are, what you do. as an equal, an individual, a little galaxy tucked into a body made of flesh and blood. no matter what you’re doing, no matter where you are. 

and right now, you’re here, with him. curled up in bed, in your shared apartment, inhaling the same air, exhaling at the same time. by his side, when you could be anywhere else in the world.

his heart is yours. that’s all suguru can bring himself to think, the only coherent thought he can cling to and echo in his head. his heart is yours. forever and ever. 

he makes no attempt to stop the tears from pooling in his eyes, even as he feels them cling to his lashes, even as his breathing clogs up in the back of his throat. they’re proof of his devotion, his carefully nurtured love. growing over the years, into something almost sacred, a kind of faith. something so fervent he wouldn’t dare deny himself of feeling it.

he can’t hold in a faint sniffle, either, just barely audible. one that breaks your heart in two. it aches, aches, aches. suguru is gazing at you with glassy eyes, a sight you aren’t used to seeing — but he also looks so genuinely glad. his tears aren’t ones of sadness. you know, because you know him. 

”aw, honey…” you coo, the pads of your fingers reaching out to cradle his cheek. despite your efforts, your voice wavers when you speak, little more than a whisper. ”don’t cry... you’ll make me cry, too.”

suguru places his larger palm over yours, choking on another sniffle. the sight renders you completely helpless — you want so desperately to stop his tears from falling, but a part of you is too touched to speak. too mesmerized by how beautiful he is, translucent tears illuminated by softly flickering moonrays, lashes glimmering like shooting stars.

all you can do is smooth a thumb right under his eye, wiping away a stray tear with enough tenderness to stitch his heart back together. suguru emits a shaky breath.

”’m sorry,” he sniffles, closing his eyes. nuzzling into the crook of your neck. ”i’m just so happy… love you so much… you mean so, so much to me, i…”

an exhale, a little breathless, tears soaking through the material of the shirt you’re wearing. his shirt. that realization makes him cry even more, a shuddering breath that shatters like glass when it drops from his tongue. 

and then, in a voice so quiet you barely hear it, a soft whisper worth a million words:

”i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

and it hurts. your heart aches so sincerely, thorns curling around your ribcage, because suguru is crying, and he’s telling you all this. with such an honest intonation that you don’t dare doubt him, even for a second. heavy thumps of blood rush through your veins; he’s still clinging to you, sniffling into your neck, and you’re so in love with him that you almost can’t comprehend it.

all you can do is press a kiss to his shoulder, chaste and tender, and hug him just a little tighter. echoing his words, in earnest, desperately trying to keep your voice from breaking apart. ”i love you, too. more than anything.” a sigh, full of wonder. little butterfly kisses scattered across the expanse of his neck. ”you mean the world to me. honestly.”

with a smile against his skin, you hope so tenderly that the soft kisses will comfort him, will stop the tears from falling. 

”my sweet boy,” you murmur, lovingly, because he is. the sweetest boy you’ll ever know. suguru shudders when you press your lips against his jaw. ”i’m so, so lucky.”

with the combined efforts of your kisses, the alcohol slumbering inside his veins, and the tears running down his cheeks, suguru begins to feel awfully tired. sinking into sleep’s embrace, like a sailor lost at sea. comforted by the glimmer of a lighthouse, just out of reach.

everything feels right. he’s safe, and happy, and in love. so hopelessly, blissfully in love.

the exhaustion creeps up on him, tidal waves embracing a shore, beckoning him into closing his weary eyes. a yawn leaves his lips, and he shifts a little in your hold. you’re smoothing down the back of his head, almost protectively, and sleep is only a flicker away for the both of you. with the last of his strength, suguru snuggles just a little further into you, nose pressed up against your neck, close enough that he feels the flutter of your heartbeat. 

”wanna be with you forever,” he murmurs, sleepily, stifling another bout of yawns. his smile is sweet and dreamy. ”gonna marry you one day…”

a moment passes.

for a second, you think your heart does actually cease beating entirely.

swallowing a gulp, you allow yourself the luxury of an inhale — and fresh air fills your lungs. grounding. all you can hear is the rapid beating of your own heart, heavy thumps reverberating in your ears. warmth flows through your entire body.

marry.

the word is spoken so casually, so sincerely, as if he’s said it countless times before. as if he’s repeated it, over and over again in his mind, just to get used to the idea. as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. marriage. something so foreign, so scary, enough to send shivers down every narrow of your skeleton. such a large step to take. 

(but suguru says it with such tenderness.)

”… okay,” you whisper, at last. breathless. ”i’ll be waiting, then.”

there’s nothing else to say. you don’t know if suguru is even conscious enough to hear you, let alone understand the full weight of your words, of his own words. but you don’t mind. 

a soft smile lingers on your lips, as you stroke his hair, mind hazy and limbs heavy. nuzzling your cheek against the side of his head, full of affection. dripping from your hands down to the column on his throat, through his windpipe, down to his heart.

”goodnight, sugu.” you press a kiss to his messy hair, tender and chaste. ”i love you.”

an incoherent mutter leaves his lips, in response, one you can’t quite make out — but you don’t need to. because you already know what it means, in the same way you know that the sky is blue.

(an echo buried deep within his subconscious, voiced without effort, as easy as breathing.

i love you, too.)

the sizzling of a pan and the whirring of a coffee machine form a beautiful morning symphony, bouncing off the walls of your kitchen. to your ears, and your still sleepy brain, it’s a soothing sound — coaxing soft little melodic hums from the depths of your throat.

with such a tantalizing aroma in the air, a blend between espresso and pancake batter, you can’t help but buzz with a mellow, groggy kind of joy.

honestly, you're beginning to understand suguru’s fondness for the morning hours. waking up to his soft snores and content expression was more than enough to give you the energy you needed to get out of bed; all sleepy and relaxed and pretty, with hazy morning sunrays kissing up his bare skin, caressing his messy bedhead. 

a rare sight, awfully precious. a part of you wanted to stay in bed and admire him all morning, but the thought of taking care of him coaxed you into leaving. it’s the least you could do, really — after seeing him so sincere, so open and vulnerable. 

hopefully, his headache won’t be too brutal when he wakes up. you left some hangover pills on the nightstand, courtesy of shoko’s advice: just get him ibuprofen and coffee. works like a charm. are you a little worried about her nonchalance? maybe. but you trust her judgement. they’re a handful, but you love them — even when they’re drunk or hungover. 

which is why you’re standing in the kitchen, engulfed by the morning sunlight, in front of a sizzling pan. trying your very best not to burn the pancakes you’re making, patiently waiting for the coffee to be done. 

in your blissful stupor, caught up with thoughts of suguru and breakfast and forevers, you don’t notice another presence coming up behind you.

two arms wrap around your waist, and a jaw attaches itself to the curve of your shoulder. you startle, a little, jolting at the contact — but then you recognize that telltale scent, the familiar weight of his arms, and immediately melt into the embrace.

suguru breathes out a raspy chuckle, amused at your surprise. 

a sigh slips from your lips, content. ”good morning,” you hum, placing the palm of your hand on his forearm. suguru shifts a little, getting more comfortable as he leans against you. tenderly, not too much weight. he’s delicate like that.

”g’morning,” he rasps, leftover sleep clinging to the syllables. the usual smoothness of his voice is coupled with a deep, rough kind of tilt, one that always accompanies it in the morning. your heartbeat picks up, silently.

suguru smiles. dreamy, giddy, because you just looked so pretty, in the morning light, hair still a tad messy. humming happily, swaying slightly side to side. so irresistible. he’s beginning to understand why you love sleeping in so much; getting to wrap his arms around you like this, instead of the other way around, doesn’t feel bad at all.

he squeezes you just a little tighter, hoping it’ll convey his gratitude. there are holes in his memory, last night no more than a blurry sequence of still images, but some bits and pieces remain intact. he remembers getting drunk in a way he hasn’t since he made that bet with satoru back in high school — and he remembers that you were there to take care of him.

a smile tugs at his lips. a little giddy, butterflies erupting in his chest. he’s so damn lucky.

”thanks for taking care of me yesterday, sweetheart.”

a hum. you smile, sheepishly, patting his arm. ”don’t need to thank me for that. how do you feel?”

suguru smiles. you feel it, against your skin, a chaste kiss on your neck. ”better.”

the low purring of the coffee machine has stopped, but the sizzling of the pan remains. from beyond the opened windows, you can hear the chirping of cicadas, melodic and serene. singing a summery tune. both of you soak in the preciousness of the moment, the fragile silence, before suguru breaks it.

”everything from last night is kinda fuzzy,” he admits, clearing his throat. just a tad sheepish. you simply hum, a low noise of acknowledgement, and he continues. ”i don’t really remember anything… ’m sorry, baby. i hope i didn’t make you uncomfortable.”

your lips curl up into a tiny smile. such a sweetheart — always worrying about you. always so caring and attentive. eager to reassure him, you smooth over the skin of his arm with your thumb. ”not at all.”

then you’re taking a couple steps back, moving from the stove, and suguru follows. you turn yourself around to meet his gaze, his arms still attached to your waist, a comforting weight.

a grin blooms on your lips, a little teasing, and a flicker of mischief shines in your eyes. ”you were cute, you know.”

suguru blinks, before emitting a low chuckle. a raspy little thing. ”was i?” he drawls, as you brush his bangs away from his face. 

”mhm,” you chirp, eyes crinkled as they meet his own. you just can’t help but want to tease him, a little bit. just a smidge. ”kept going on and on about how much you love us.”

hands moving to cup his face, you squeeze his cheeks softly. and suguru lets you, too tired to resist, only giving you a lazy raise of his brow. there’s a sense of amusement in his eyes, and something in you knows he likes the attention. your teasing words buzz with endearment, akin to a purr. ”my sweet lil’ sugu.”

all he does is lean into your touch, allowing himself to melt into the tenderness of the physical contact. even as you pull at his cheek, earning you a very gentle pinch to your side. but he lets you have your fun. you’re warm, and sweet, and he’s so in love with you he’d probably let you tug his body around however you please.

still, your words leave him just slightly perplexed. he’s still smiling with half-lidded eyes when he asks you to elaborate, basking in the feeling of your thumb smoothing over his cheekbone. ”us?”

your grin widens, by a tad, something deeply amused glimmering in the depths of your iris. ”yep,” you answer, popping the p. for some reason, suguru dreads the teasing edge to your voice. ”me, and shoko, and satoru.”

a moment passes. he stiffens, for a second or two, mind processing the words. then he groans, softly, squeezing his eyes shut.

it makes you laugh, soft and amused, and he can’t help but smile along. despite the dreadful realization you present him with. no wonder he was met with so many notifications when he tapped at the screen of his phone — he didn’t read through any of them, but now he’s apprehensive to do so at all. shoko and satoru can be so goddamn obnoxious when they feel as if they have blackmail on him.

he can see it now, in his mind’s eye; shoko nagging him to run her errands, satoru reminding him of his words every time they have a slight disagreement. 

(grab me a coffee. three shots of espresso, one cube of sugar. got it?)

slacker.

(we both know i’m right. don’t be so stubborn, suguru! it’s okay to be wrong sometimes.)

asshole.

(c’mon. you said you loved me, right?

so mean. and here i thought you loved me!)

idiots.

(he does love them. more than anything. even when they’re being absolutely insufferable.)

suguru just sighs, deep and fatigued, already anticipating his doom. ”they’re never gonna let me live it down, are they?”

a giggle slips from your lips, and his heart flutters helplessly. ”probably not. my condolences.”

another sigh. it only makes your smile widen. there’s something awfully delighted, in your eyes, as you cradle his face in your hands. ”well, i thought you were very sweet!”

”yeah, yeah…” he mutters, vaguely amused. placing one of his large palms over your hand, where it rests on his cheek. ”i won’t be doing that again anytime soon.”

a chuckles bubbles up from within your throat. ”aww,” you pout, giving way to a teasing grin. ”that’s a shame. i wanted to hear you talk about how much you love me again.”

suguru blinks. 

then he smiles. a very particular smile, characteristic, one you’ve come to associate solely with him. resting somewhere in the intersection between a soft grin and a teasing smirk. a flicker of mischief shines in his eyes, and you realize your mistake.

you can tease suguru all you want; but he'll always turn the tables on you, at the end of the day.

”oh?” he chuckles, fondly, thumb smoothing over the lines of your hand. his eyes gleam, looking straight into yours, shining with something mildly devilish. ”i don’t need to get drunk to tell you that, baby.”

in a smooth motion, one you can’t help but silently envy, suguru intertwines his fingers with yours and brings your hand to his lips. he never once breaks eye contact, gaze heavy as he basks in your flustered expression, planting a soft kiss against your knuckle. reverent.

”i love you. more than anything,” he purrs, lips still lingering on your skin. warm enough to burn. ”you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

a pause. heat crawls up your spine, and a flush rises to your cheeks. you couldn’t stop it if you tried.

”my everything,” he continues, intent on flustering you as much as humanly possible. voice low and smooth, honeyed and deep, and worst of all; terribly earnest. lips trailing over your knuckles, against every knot, so soft that you barely feel it. ”my entire world.”

”okay, okay!” you sputter, an embarrassed hue to your cheeks, your gaze landing on the windowpane to your right. his stare is just too heavy, too deeply in love. overwhelming. ”point taken. nevermind.”

suguru laughs, genuine and full. warm and amused, deep and real, and you catch yourself thinking that you don’t want to go a single day without hearing it. even if it’s at your own expense.

a coo rests on his the tip of his tongue, but he bites it back, opting to lean forward instead. he trails the pads of his fingers along your jaw, touch like a butterfly, lifting your chin up ever so slightly. then he closes the distance between you. 

in your throat, your breath hitches.

— but he doesn’t kiss you. suguru stops right in front of your lips, so close you can feel his breath on your skin, taking a moment to simply look into your eyes. and despite how flustered the close proximity makes you, you can’t bring yourself to look away. heart fluttering madly, a string of staccatos against your parted ribs.

a tilt of his head. amber eyes gleaming, crinkled and fond. ”can i kiss you, now?” he asks, grinning softly. hand smoothing down your hip, big and warm, teasing. ”i made sure to brush away all the alcohol. or do you still not want to?”

you pause. 

”hey, what happened to not remembering anything?” you pout, narrowing your eyes. the corner of suguru’s bottom lip twitches upwards.

but he only shrugs, feigning nonchalance, a playful glint in his eyes. ”guess i was just that disappointed.”

a giggle flows from your lips. he drinks it in, gazing at you with pure contentment.

”alright, alright... c’mere,” you coo, smile honeyed and sweet. tracing your fingertips along his jaw, brushing a silky strand of hair behind his ear. you take in the sight of him, meeting his lovesick gaze. he squeezes at your hips softly, a little impatient — so you finally lean in.

suguru’s lips are warm, when they meet yours. they taste like sunlight, devoid of any alcoholic flavour, just like he so kindly promised. and it’s a little amusing, the thought of him in front of the bathroom sink — desperately scrubbing his teeth, just to get his kissing privileges back. such a dork. 

he’s your dork, though.

suguru sighs into the kiss, smiling giddily, satisfied at last. and sound you can’t help but mirror. he deepens it, ever so slightly, fingers squeezing gently at the plush of your waist. a hum of approval buzzes in your throat, and his smile grows.

when he pulls away, that smile is all you can see, along with the ever so slight flush to his cheeks. a hint of peach dusting his skin, framed by the sunrays caressing his jaw, highlighting his handsome features. breathtaking. 

before you have a chance to protest, he’s leaning in again, to press one more chaste kiss to your lips. your heartbeat picks up.

everything finally feels just right.

the warmth of the sizzling pan, the fragrance of freshly made coffee and now-burnt pancakes. the light of the morning sun, scattered across the open space of your apartment, splotches of life painting everything in a heavenly glow. the love in the air, all soft and light and comfortable.

domestic bliss. with suguru, who never seems to change, no matter how many years go by. if you could live in this moment for the rest of your life, forever and ever, you’re sure you’d die happy.

and wow, is that a heavy word. forever. 

(but suguru makes it feel so very, very light.)

forever feels a lot more real, like this. cradled in the midst of a drowsy morning, bumping elbows with the man you love most, after getting to take care of him in his most vulnerable state. accepting every part of him, and having him accept you just as fervently. 

just this moment alone is worth far more than you could ever comprehend. 

suguru, with his warm hands, his familiar embrace. your shared laughter, bouncing off the walls of the kitchen as you try in vain to save your scorched pancakes. and his smile, his fervent devotion, coaxing him into eating them even though they’re burnt at the edges and don’t taste even a quarter as good as his. because you made them, for him, and that makes them taste sweeter than anything.

you stare at him, from across the table, admiring the sight you’ve grown so used to; suguru, with his slightly tousled hair, mug in hand and smile painted on his handsome face. drowned in sunlight, pink petals flitting in through the opened window. you don’t want a single day to ever pass without you seeing this. what does that mean, exactly? you think you know. 

it means forever.

(forever, forever, forever. what a pretty word.)

marriage. you think of it, again, let it linger in the depths of your skull, bounce around until you grow just a little more used to it. and it’s a scary thought, for sure. a terrifying thought, even, something so foreign that it makes you nervous. but you truly wouldn’t mind doing this forever — not one bit. not if it’s with him.

and, unbeknownst to you, maybe that promise of forever isn’t all that far off.

maybe it’s only a couple rooms away, hidden within the depths of a certain drawer, until suguru finally gets the courage to bring it out. and maybe, just maybe — that day isn’t all that far off, either.

(suguru smiles at you, from across the table. he thinks you look ethereal, sipping from your morning coffee, blinking tiredly. so sweet and angelic.

all he can think of is forever.)

[cookieshower]

"berasa di gereja dibaptis" kt non kristen ajshdhshs

do NOT read this cringe i'm writing everything like a bedside diary before i forgot ✍️😭 bc tumblr has the best format for texts

anw westlife long storytime

in january i played my spotify playlist of 2000s pop and rnb,, brain went "haha i will draw silly usuk art... them as 90s/00s boybands, arthur as blue and alfred as bsb :) might watch the mv again just to see silly 00s fashion :)"

except i ended up clicking westlife mvs again n again 💀 bc they're My fav of the 00s boybands despite only knowing like 5 songs. i'm too young to remember much back then.

after looping the same few songs i wanted sth new so......... i clicked on their old and new (post break) mvs. fell down the rabbit hole 🧍🤸 and. idk what kinda coincidence is this... found out they're gonna tour here, in 3 provinces, and my city is included :). last quarter 2022 they've done 3 dates too. what's better is it's much cheaper than other cities bc it's a no-class 2 days festival with lots other musicians

here's the internal debate lol, i never went into a concert before 🧎. super loud music is v uncomfy to me ntm the potential of crowd pushing, im short and won't see a thing, can't drive, commuting at night scary, but what are the chances of Westlife™ doing a gig in my city and tickets are only $40???

i didn't plan to go, jst streamed dozens of their songs but with Longing.

D-2 concert, i saw tickets resale @ $20 from ppl who couldn't go, im 👁️👄👁️. so i texted my fav cousin if shes interested (thought she might like westlife... turns out she is a fan). she said "that's a short notice u r kinda crazy but let's go i will drive no worry".

fast forward day 1 went well the artists exceed my expectations 👌 but the struggle is at day 2 where westlife is hshsjss. long before their turn to play, we bought food and thought we still could get barricade,,, but no. the main stage is alrd crowded.

then the drama 👺 a group of girls basically harassed us verbally and by pushing bc we tried to chill n don't let them go in front of us. FINALLY before westlife turn, thank god idk where they went but we're just few meters away from barricade 🤘😔 except for some groups most of the crowd are chill. got near but still can't see them bc we're short. pain from tiptoeing 💀. also the small annoyance that only us who knew & sang the lyrics to their newer/less Hit songs but ppl who only knew 2 songs r at the front wkwkwk.

but it's ok bc westlife was GREATTTTT..... their vocals,, esp. mark high notes 👌🥲. Nostalgia power ndndjsks. they started with starlight and ended with you raise me up, total of like 14 songs?? and one short acoustic exclusive to this date. that's a Lot. just minus a few songs compared to the stadium date in previous city but 10 times cheaper. 🛐🛐

they're not That big worldwide but big in SEA... we rarely gets 'world tour' from most artists. locals joked they should rent house here by how often they come 😭 ofc they in turn said our support kept the band alive. im 🧍

bts could've done this bc SEA contributed a ton of stream and socmed engagement but ig hybe preferred quick western cash 💔 hybe kacang lupa kulit

untung pisan jadi pergi AAAAa. nepi ngahaja matching sweater ◼️🌈 + sapatu ◼️🌈 nu can kapaké. felt my english level went up lmaooo bc i understood everything and their accent pronouncing u like o 😁

ps can tumblr give a monthly quota of one post with multiple videos? 🤞

[sisterssafespace]

Asalam alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh

I just need your duaa as I am facing depressive episodes when I feel so heavy and lacking motivation. I feel all alone and I am getting older. I am not even compensating it with career as I have no job,and looking forward to study something else. I cannot afford for good quality education and relatives around me aren't helping.

They have been asking me to join teaching career, something I never liked and have a very bad experience with.

Honestly, I feel like every person has a saying in my life . As if they say "give up already, and choose whatever it is"

I have had dreams I am still hanging to them, but the atmosphere is heavy.

Am I a people pleaser ? All this silence to their talk and all this emptiness when I truly need help, no one helps.

I did a lot of duaa, but no one helps.

For the sake of Allah, is there something wrong with me? Do I need to change my heart and listen to what they say? Why is my heart a burden to me? Why wasn't I just accepting teaching or anything available? But my trust issues have knocked me out and I barely can trust anyone to enter my life,especially for a potential spouse. As I have seen many abusive relationships just for cultural norms,or as myself was abused by my old male sibling as a child.

I cannot take it anymore,but if I stay like this, wouldn't be bad for me?

I just need your advice

May Allah reward you

السلام عليكم و رحمة اللّٰه و بركاته

First of all, I would like to sincerely apologize for this unfortunate delay as I have not seen your ask at all before tonight. Apparently you have sent it in the times I was off Tumblr. I am very sorry because this was obviously urgent 💔😔😔

From now on and with Allah's help I will try to be more active on this page and stay on top of my responsibility. May Allah swt help me.

With that being said, I hope by now Allah swt has tied upon your heart and filled it with bravery and strength and that you are managing the depressive episodes. Allahu al mustaān 🥺.

So, as for the duaa request, I hope everyone who sees this post does make duaa for you as well. May Allah swt heal your wounds, remove the pain from your heart and fill it with patience, hope, and contentment instead. May Allah swt guide you to see the light at the end of the tunnel and create ways for you when you think there is no way out. Ameen.

As for my advice about your career options, coming from a third world country in a global economic crisis, I can relate to the frustration, except that I did choose the teaching career 😅 but I know what it feels like to do something you are not excited or passionate about, and it is not a great feeling, sübhanallah. So I say it is better than you pray istikharah and ask Allah swt to make a way for you. If this changing major option has khayr for you in it, may He facilitate it and make it more accessible for you. And if there is khayr in the career road, may He bring it further for you. Meanwhile, you can sign up to different trainings online or take free online courses to improve your resume (LinkedIn does provide certain free courses for example).

As for the potential spouse topic, I think you should leave that be until the moment is right. Sometimes when we are feeling low, we tend to overthink everything at once and our brains tend to create problems that aren't even there in the first place. Let's handle things one issue at a time. And put all your worries on Allah swt, He will handle it, He already is, He is in control of your whole life and your affairs, and in shaa Allah everything will be sorted in the best way possible for you. That is Allah's promise. Have trust in Him.

And everytime you feel overwhelmed, try to remind yourself that Allah swt knows what's best for you.

I would also like to ask you to maintain the thikr of " la hawla wa la quwata illa billah" x 100 times a day, as it is known to help against depression and anxiety. Repeating this thikr shall remind you that Allah swt does handle our affairs and that we can't do anything without Him.

Allahu al mustaān my dear.

Looking forward to receiving a reply from you soon,

Fi Aman Allah.

- A. Z. 🍃

[sketchguk]

Hiiiiiiii Teresa how are youuuuuuuu? It's Anjie! I thought i wouldn't be able to send asks now without account bcuz everyone was talking about it, but it works okay for me 😭 What are you doinggggg? Are you excited for got7's cb???????!!!! I'm so excited I feel bad I deleted before the cb 😭😭😭 I liked all the concepts pics sooooo much 😔😔😔 What did you do this month?? Are you and cara having lots of fun without me 😔😔 alsooooo I went to that icecream shop again aha ! I go there sooo often now, it's an obsession 😭

Anjie 😭 How is it only possible for you to contact me and not the other way around. This doesn't feel like a fair tradeoff LOL

I'm having a good time !! I went to the Harry Style's pop up shop, and I saw Keshi in concert last night 💛 It was my third time seeing him !!!! I love him so, so dearly. Oh! I also went to the movies and watched Everything Everywhere All at Once. I cried <3 I've never felt so SEEN. I'm loving all the Asian-American immigrant stories these days, especially the mother-daughter relationships in Chinese households ;n; I read the Joy Luck Club earlier this month, and I watched the film along with it. aapi month is for me to air out all my grief without ever having to confront my parents <3

UHM I also joined a group order for the carat version of face the sun (literally like 30 min ago).. can you guess which member I requested for the sorting??? You know how much I love my cat boys, right??!! 🐈 I also put Cheol and Seok on my preference list in case they don't have a Jun album for me hehe. I debated all morning about making an 8.40 album purchase, but my mom was talking to me about stocks over breakfast. I own some shares in Apple as of late, but now she wants me to get Google???? She thinks I can own a share of Google?? Mom.. 8.40 was making me sweat !!! Regardless, I'm excited for the comeback fully knowing I'm going to be broke 💛

Ah, and I'm gonna aim for their tour tickets !!!!! They're coming to New York and New Jersey !!!!!!!!! I'm annoying the hell out of my friend by begging him everyday :') BUT, he should be delighted to drive me to the arena >:(. I'm just a gorl with no driving capabilities (although I've thought about getting my license more and more lately)

The got7 cb is today !!! The concept pics were so, so prettyyyy. I haven't given it a listen just yet, but I SWEAR I WILL. I'm dedicating the afternoon to them LOL. Let me know what you think about the mv ! And the rest of the albummm

It's Cara's exam season, so she's been away 😭 Taking her seasonal Tumblr break ✨ If she was here, she'd talk about Mingyu and curse out Soonyoung in my dms LOL

Omg the ice cream shop !!!! Ice cream is what you deserve. Did you try any new flavorss??? It's getting hotter and hotter by the dayyy

What have you been up to lately?? How are the doggos?? Pls come back to Tumblr 😔 Or Discord 😔 How will I ever send you messages when I wish? 💔

[choerrypuffs]

the monsters and villian numero uno (no spoilers in case people havent read it and if u havent... go read it??) just knew jeno and yn would be cute 😩😩😩

and don't worry about a late response!!! it's okay to be busy and have a life outside of tumblr <3

and i wasn't worried abt gatekeeping? since you're so nice and sweet i know you don't care as long as people credit inspiration from you. more so that people would get on me for plagiarizing but i swear im not HELP.

i did decide to write a demigod fic for main!!!! it's gonna be taeyong since there is a criminally small amount of fics for him, and i'm really excited for it. i have... 3k done i think?

i'm writing on a sideblog bc i want to get a more interactive following, if i'm being honest </3 i've been here 2 years and i feel very... idk... just unwanted? on my blog sometimes, so i'm hoping the new blog helps with that. i don't really care if people figure out it's me running it (which i'm sure people will if they've seen the masterlist for the series and this ask) (and i did also tag you in the renjun fic as you inspired my pre-fic layout, so if you see a mention!!! that's me hi), but i used an alias to feel like a fresh start. i'm still going to write on seoulbinz whenever i can though!

i used music, and my writers block is thankfully mostly gone now!

i posted my first two fics in my series (renjun and jeno!), and i started an enhypen 02 line series on that blog as well. i think i'll only post longer form works there and keep this blog shorter/reaction style? i'm still figuring it out !!

im gonna write a demigod series for 127 i think!!! just wanted to update u on my last ask LMAO i'm making banners and summaries for all 9 fics (sorry winwin ily still. u will cameo)

FDJKDSKL it's ok if you say a spoiler!! i was answering asks about it a couple of days after it was posted so everyone has probably been spoiled already 🤧

honestly if people just asked me first before doing it, i’d more than likely say yes but they always just post first or then only admit to it when i confront them about it 😭 i don't think people would think you're plagiarizing, my love!! there's a difference between an original story/series that is the same au vs a story/series that is very obviously a ripoff of another 💀

ahhh good luck on your series!! 127 is so many people 🥴 i respect your drive 🧎‍♀️ i’m in the middle of sorting out some more demigods content as well and i’m somehow spiraling into 10k fic territory and i am desperately trying to make my way out of it 😭 JDFKSKL rippp to poor winwin 😔 gone but never forgotten 💔

i completely understand wanting to start fresh!! making a new blog is always super fun bc you get to choose a whole new brand and aesthetic 😩 i’m sorry you feel unwanted, my love :((( interaction always varies from blog to blog but as long as you’re still having fun writing, don’t let it bother you too much! 💞 i wish you well on your sideblog!! 

omg i’m glad your writer’s block has been cured! it’s great that you have many ideas, my love!!! write whatever makes you happy 🥰

[jenoentry]

WO WONW … zWOWWOWOWOOWOWOWW WOW WONWW W £;83&83@2@23 tHE. THINGS S!!:£3£3 I HAVE TO S A Y ..:’ BONT TU T TJIS …

first of all alice i see that this is set indulgence so clearly oh my god I LITERALLT WASNT EVEN IMAGINING MYSELF I WAS IMAGINING YOU THIS IS ALL UR FANTASY 💀💀💀💀💀 Whore

okay but ??? alice this is the funniest fic you’ve written for nct because ??!;&; literally every single paragraph was so funny had me SCREAMING next to my sleeping mother (mama I am so sorry)

LIKE I WAS SO HOT AND BOTHERED AND THEN THERE WAS FUNNY BITS SPRINKLED IN BETWEEN IM SO IN LOVE W THE NARRATION jaemin if u broke ur legs in the car crash would u still eat me out 😔💔

Also fuck jaemin HE WAS SUCH AN ASSHOLE (!(&; BUT IT WAS SO FUCKING HOT I WAS LOSING MY MIND which is so weird cause Alice only u can make me adore a complicated twitch streamer AND ur the only mf who can pull off asshole jaemin because I always envision him as a total sweetheart

Him being a prick also meant the sex HIT sm better I CANT BELIEVE U WROTE THIS AND THOUGHT ID BE THE SAMW ,!;&:&3&3 TUMBLR CARD NOW ???£:83&3

also part two because jaemin had no right saying this and thinking I’d be okay I FR need five business days to think about this

Okay but I literally ???? Adored the dynamic of their relationship???? Cause usually I fucking hate it when guys are portrayed as such and we as a reader are meant to forgive them but the way u wrote him was so amazing like ??? I WANTED TO FORGIVE A M*N 🤕🤕🤕🤕🤕🤕

Also I knew their relationship was solid when this happened I literally could not breathe WHERE DO U COME UP W THIS ??;£&::’

anyway I’m so like in awe of how u write because it was like watching an amazing young adult Rom com with ACTUAL funny dialogues and cute heartthrobs and like ??? An actual funny MC with a personality and equally funny friends ,!;£3&3&

Personally I would die for Renjun cause I too was a jaemin anti #fiaxrenjunsmutwhen #putjaemininhisplace #riphistwitchshirtrenjun

WHY THE FUCK FID JAEMIN CONFESS TO SOME LOSER VIRGINS ON HIS STREAM OVER ME, A SPECIAL LOSER VIRGIN ,!;&:’d still it was so fucking cute his stupid genshin rambles made me want to kiss him (we got nailed instead which was a good alternative 👍)

SOEAKING OF THE SMUT :£:83&3 ALICE I WAS GRIPPING ONTO MY SHEETS SO TIGHT EYES TEARING BREATH SHUDDERING I KNEW U WERE A WHORE BUT ;!383&3 HOLY FUCK IT WAS SO HOT jaemin having corruption kink ruined my soul I am unrested will never recover idgaf if i lost the virginity let’s retake I want this shit to happen AGAIN

anyway thanks for the horniest ride uve ever given me alice this fic was a 10/10 would read it over and over again

cherry girl!

❝ i think it’s about time i show you how good i can make you feel. ❞

PAIRING ▸ na jaemin x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, crack, college au, gamer au (twitch streamer!jaemin), friends to lovers, fuckboy au, friends with benefits au, a little bit of angst

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexting, dirty talk, corruption kink, the classic “teaching them to fuck” trope, fingering, oral (f. and m. receiving), dry humping, praise, mc is very innocent, jaemin being a cocky loser (somewhat endearing?), jealous jaemin is a dick, sneaking around, slight exhibitionism, mutual pining

SUMMARY ▸ virginity is a social construct, so it’s not like na jaemin had to know you were a pure, untouched maiden. okay, so maybe you should’ve told him that before he was knuckles-deep inside you.

or, in which progressing from best friends to best friends with benefits is hard, especially when you both have feelings for each other.

PLAYLIST ▸ know now by nct u • fuck up the friendship by leah kate • often by the weeknd • double take by dhruv

WORD COUNT ▸ 16722 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ I’VE BEEN SO EXCITED TO RELEASE THIS i hope yall enjoy and lmk what u think !! ♡ tag list is at the bottom and a big thank you to everyone who asked to be part of it!

YOU WERE NOTORIOUS FOR TALKING BIG.

So apparently telling Lee Jeno that his best friend couldn’t please you was a mistake. Na Jaemin, popular Twitch streamer slash campus heartthrob, had mentioned that he wanted to see you without the clothes you had on. It was a shameless move, but only Jaemin could say something so bold without faltering. Naturally, you laughed in his face.

When Jeno brought it up later, your conversation ran into several tangents, ending up with Jeno admitting that Jaemin wanted nothing more than to fuck the daylights out of you. (This was an exaggeration, you suspected, but the poor man wasn’t even present to defend himself). You weren’t blind; Na Jaemin was incredibly hot and could probably make your panties drop in seconds.

However, you were a little hysterical and claimed that Jaemin wouldn’t even be able to make you whimper. None of this was true, actually. Truth was, you were a complete virgin so you had no idea what you were saying. Jaemin could probably kiss your cheek and you would think about it for months. To be fair, you were a lightweight, and three shots of Pink Whitney was enough to get your mouth running.

On Friday night, while you were making a rather sad batch of spaghetti, you received your first sext from Na Jaemin.

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