#UGH this guy was trying to flirt with me on Twitter but I was NOT having it

[mymelodyisme]

Lay down with me all night...I'll make sure your all warm~

(Am I flirting good? LOL)

😭 well you have me smiling like a doofus and I am VERY embarrassed. You guys are funny I wasn’t expecting anyone to take me seriously!! Actually you have me thinking about I suppose my latest fixation 👹 but I’ll spare you those thoughts.

[cha-melodius]

Firstprince, and look don’t ask me why this is what my brain came up with but: meetcute at the STI clinic

(OMG, I love your brain so much. This made me cackle and immediately start writing it. Thanks so much, hope you enjoy!)

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Getting Clinical

(firstprince, 2k, T; read it below or on AO3)

Alex has to admit that the very last thing that he expected to get upon coming out to his mother was an appointment made in his name at an LGBTQ+ focused sexual health clinic near his apartment. Really, he should have known better, given the PowerPoints that resulted from said coming out, but still. He’s a grown-ass man with a career. He lives on his own in a city in which she does not live. He can take care of himself.

He still goes to the appointment when he gets back to New York. It’s already made, after all, and it’s been a while since he was tested. Since he’s had any sexual partners, in point of fact; he’s been more or less a hermit for the past couple of years, throwing himself into his work and only letting Nora and June drag him out on rare occasion. The whole bisexual revelation had been a slow thing, born of the unexpected feelings evoked in him when one of the senior partners at his law firm came out as gay, in combination with finding himself staring a little too long at the shirtless male leads when he’d put on The Mummy or Indiana Jones on in the background while working late nights at home. He hasn’t actually acted on any of this newfound knowledge save for flirting a bit with the barista at the coffee shop in his building.

He’s gonna, though. He’s determined to get out there and meet someone. A number of someones, maybe—why not have some fun while he’s discovering a bit more about himself? Explore what’s out there. So it makes sense to just go when he gets the email from his mom with a screenshot of the appointment confirmation.

“I wonder if anyone’s done a comparative study of these lubes,” Nora says, too loudly, from where she sits beside him inspecting a selection of samples that she’s collected from a display in the waiting room. More than one person waiting nearby looks over at them, and Alex sinks a little deeper into his chair.

“Ugh, why are you here again?”

“For the moral support,” she chirps with too much glee. “Not like I have any need to be tested right now. Although, June and I did meet this very intriguing guy—”

“All right, enough of that,” he interrupts sharply before she can say any more about her and his sister’s sex life. He already knows far too much about it as it is. “No one asked you to come.”

Nora tips her head at him. “Not in so many words, no. But if I had to listen to one more minute of you hemming and hawing about whether you could make the appointment or whether this was the ‘right place for you’”—she adds the air quotes, annoyingly—“I was gonna start breaking things.” Something softens in her expression, then. “You do belong in these spaces, you know.”

“I know,” he mutters, staring down into his lap. He’s even getting better at believing it.

At that, Nora returns to her lube investigation, and Alex rage-reads some twitter threads until someone steps up to the empty chair next to him and says in a mellifluous British accent, “Pardon me, is this seat taken?”

The waiting room is not that crowded, so Alex doesn’t know why this guy needs to sit directly next to him. He’s in the middle of trying to figure out a polite way to convey this when he finally looks up and right into what he’s pretty sure are the bluest pair of eyes on the planet. Jesus fuck, this man might be the most attractive person he’s ever laid eyes on in person. He doesn’t actually seem like he could be real, but he’s here, looking hopefully at Alex like he wants to be next to him, which is, let’s just say, intriguing—

“It’s only— there’s an outlet on the wall here, and my phone is dying,” Blue Eyes says with an apologetic smile.

Right. So, not particularly interested in sitting next to Alex, then. And that’s definitely not a hollow feeling of disappointment settling into his stomach.

“Yeah, no problem, man,” Alex says, trying to school his expression into something appropriate for conversing with strangers. “It’s all yours.”

Blue Eyes thanks him and takes the seat as he reaches into his bag to pull out a phone cord. The thing is, the outlet is kind of under the chairs and between the two of them, which necessitates some twisting and bending as he tries to blindly reach for it. That definitely doesn’t seem to be working, though, so Alex ends up twisting in his chair too to try to see if he can help.

“A little lower, I think—”

“Oh, thank you, I just can’t quite feel—”

“Fuck, you’re too far now— look, you need to shift to the right, yeah, there—”

“Ah, there it goes,” Blue Eyes murmurs with a pleased hum that brings to mind a very different setting than the one they’re currently in.

This seems to occur to Blue Eyes at the same time as it does Alex, which is approximately when they both look up and realize that their faces have ended up quite close together. Blue Eyes’ cheeks are rapidly turning a lurid pink; Alex quickly replays their previous exchange in his head and yeah, fuck. Suggestive doesn’t seem to begin to cover it. Slowly, Blue Eyes straightens, his posture stiff and eyes fixed on the floor in front of him.

“Er, thank you,” he coughs.

“Don’t mention it,” Alex mumbles in response.

A strained silence settles over them that’s somehow heavier than your usual odd-encounter-with-a-stranger awkwardness. At some point during this encounter, Nora had disappeared to god knows where, so Alex doesn’t even have her company to fall back on. He scrolls on his phone without actually reading anything on it, half hoping one of them will be called into the doctor and half dreading it. Next to him, Blue Eyes is typing furiously with his thumbs.

Alex shouldn’t interrupt him. Just… mind his own business. That would be the reasonable thing to do.

Oh well.

“So, come here often?” he tries to joke, only to realize too late the implications behind asking such a question in a sexual health clinic. He grimaces, hard. “Fuck, I didn’t mean— you don’t have to answer that. I was just— trying to make it not awkward.”

To his relief, Blue Eyes just looks amused. “And made it exceedingly awkward instead?” he replies with a tiny smirk tilting his perfect mouth. There’s a mole right next to the corner of it that Alex would very much like to bite. “I do visit regularly, in fact,” he continues after a moment. “I consider my and my partners’ sexual health to be very important.”

Fuck, that just makes him hotter, which shouldn’t be physically possible. “Lucky person,” Alex hears himself say. “Your partner.”

“Oh, I, uh,” Blue Eyes stammers slightly. “I’m not dating anyone. Currently, that is. I’m just getting out of a relationship, actually.”

“Sorry,” Alex winces.

“Don’t be,” he replies lightly, a flickering smile on his lips. “I’m well shot of him. Anyway, it’s been long enough. Thought I should get back out there.”

“Oh,” Alex says. That’s a good sign, right? Alex could just ask him out. They could have fun if nothing else. That’s all he’s looking for right now. And he’s good at picking people—women, anyway—up. Or was, historically. He just needs to… say something charming. “Well, good luck, then.”

Not that.

He’s really, really hoping he’s not misreading the look of resignation that flickers across Blue Eyes’ face. Before Alex can figure out how to make his big mouth say something useful, though, Blue Eyes’ gaze flickers up behind him. “Ah, your partner’s returned.”

Alex glances back long enough to see Nora flopping down into the chair next to him with more lube samples. “Oh, she’s not my—”

“Alex?” a nurse calls from the other side of the waiting room, leaving him little other choice but to get up and follow her. Blue Eyes shoots him a tight smile and a tiny nod of acknowledgement that they’re probably never going to see each other again before Alex turns and starts walking away.

He’s halfway through the door to the exam rooms when he glances back to see Blue Eyes still watching him, which is frankly more than he can take.

“Sorry, just— forgot something,” he says to the nurse before all but sprinting back to his chair. He plucks Blue Eyes’ phone right out of his slack grip, opens a new contact page, and types in his number. Then, as if he’s in some kind of fever dream, he actually says, “Let me know when you get your results,” and winks.

Alex hurries off again before the nurse can call after him, leaving one extremely stunned Brit in his wake.

~~~~

A week later, Alex’s test results from the clinic show up in his inbox. He’s clean, of course, no surprises there, but the visit itself had been worthwhile—he’d found himself talking to the doctor about aspects related to his health and wellness that went beyond what he might encounter now that he’d be branching out, so to speak—so all in all, not a waste of time.

His phone stays silent, though.

Of course it was always a long shot. That doesn’t change the bitter taste of disappointment on his tongue that not even his endless cups of coffee can cover up. He gets the results on a Friday and lets himself be dragged out to a club on Saturday night to ‘celebrate’, though he ends up politely rebuffing the advances of everyone who hits on him. Nora gives him a look after the third one—a tall, gorgeous brunet with a jaw chiseled out of marble and blue eyes that do give him a half a second of pause—but he shrugs her off.

On Monday morning, he’s in the middle of a conference with a partner and a client when his phone buzzes in his pocket. He assumes it’s Nora or June, so he nearly drops the damned thing on the floor when he finally gets out and swipes open to see a screenshot of an email that looks suspiciously familiar. There’s one key difference, though: under ‘name’ at the top, the text says Henry Fox-Mountchristen.

The screenshot has been sent without comment or followup, just a dry, clinical report, and somehow it’s still one of the sexiest texts he’s ever gotten. Fuck, he’s at work.

Which is exactly what he sends back to Henry. (Henry, he thinks, mulling over the name. It suits him. Alex would very much like to taste it, pressed into his skin.)

Apologies, but you did ask to be informed.

Am I to assume this was an academic interest, or…?

nothing academic about what i want to do to you, sweetheart

Right, then. Jolly good. Are you free this weekend?

Alex wants to say he’s free tonight, actually, so they can put those results to good use, but halfway through writing his reply, he stops. Yes, he wants Henry in his bed, but he also doesn’t want Henry to think he’s only interested in sex. Which is exactly the opposite of what he told himself he was going to do when he started exploring his bisexuality. He shouldn’t be looking for a relationship, and there’s no guarantee Henry is interested in one either. Maybe he’s just busy until then.

Alex thinks another moment, then sends back: what did you have in mind?

~~~~~

(Henry takes him on a date date, all romantic candlelit dinner with a single red rose and a walk in Central Park afterward with their fingers tangled together. And when he finally leans in to kiss Alex, it’s soft and sweet and Alex feels it down to his fucking toes. So, like. That’s a whole thing.

Turns out that they do make good use of their test results that night, thoroughly. And again, the next morning in the shower. And again and again, until they each get a reminder email from the clinic that it’s time for a regular screening.

Which they each promptly delete.)

[bapydemonprincess]

I’m 24 and I’ve been in this fandom since like 2010 . So not the entire time it’s been around but I was here for its main surge I feel like. And I won’t lie, when I was 10 and a majority of the fandom did ship sebaciel publicly and people made you feel weird for not shipping it, I definitely did engage with it. It was pushed on me as a 10 year old by a majority of the fandom, and I didn’t see anything wrong because I was younger than ciel/same age and I was like “yeah I think Sebastian is cute and I’m the same age as ciel so—“ BUT you know as I got older I’d say even by 14 I had the realization of how gross it was and how I didn’t actually ship it it was just that they were the two main characters in the fandom and that typically main characters are the ones who get shipped and that at that time in the fandom it was impossible to not be faced with ship stuff. And I was groomed by adults in the fandom on this very website. They knew my age and would send me smut and talk to me about myself and flirt and I honestly feel bad that I ever did engage with the ship. I didn’t know any better. But now as an adult when I do see sebaciel stuff I find myself questioning if they’re just young and if they’re going to grow out of it too and I wonder if maybe they’re also having it pushed on them by older fans like I was. I find it concerning because i know what it did to myself and what kind of situations I was put in because of it. I try to avoid the adult ones because unfortunately I think if they haven’t grown out of it and realized the implications of the ship and how it does affect real life I don’t know that they ever will. I hate that this fandom has such a bad label on it. Every person I mention it to is like— “oh the pedophile demon anime?” And it just sickens me. Idk this is kind of just a rant and I wanted to offer my thoughts as someone who has been in the fandom a long time and as someone who was in the fandom as a child even. I’m sorry if this is weird ask to send but I see you posting content about it sometimes and it made me feel safe to share my thoughts

Well I am not personally good at answering these types of asks but I am glad you felt safe to send this to me, specifically, and get it off your chest, it's all good!! 💖 And glad to know you came to realize how bad the ship was at one point, I'm always happy to see that happen once in a while in kuro, because there are so many folks around my age refusing to accept the truth and doubling down on proshipping, and also I notice very recently too trying to cause problems on purpose for antis in their spaces. 😒 It's getting hard out there since the new anime came out, and a lot of those types have attempted to return.. likely from twitter where they ran off to last time they were booted (some quite literally banned hmm I wonder why) from tumblr.

And the worst WORST part knowing proshippers around my age is knowing.. remembering.. the very beginnings of kuro, seeing the early fics on ao3 by those guys, who really started it all, knowing somewhere they're still out there.. some even maybe with kids of their own WHO KNOWS... Ugh.

And I hope new fans, no matter their age really, make sure to be careful esp on here in the main kuro tag, for these proshippers have been constantly- AND VERY BLATANTLY I MIGHT ADD -trying to advertise their blogs and discords as safe spaces for interacting... CLEARLY trying to start/continue the process of grooming that is so well known in fandoms like kuro at this point.

Overall just use block on tumblr recreationally, it's free real estate ✨, stay safe in general, and again don't be afraid whether on fellow anti blogs like mine send messages or if you feel more comfortable make posts of your own on your own blog expressing how you feel, getting it out of your system.

Hope my response was okay (I say because I'm at work at also health-wise a bit out of it so sorry grbhjfkugu) and hope you, anon are currently doing okay now!! Thank you again for sharing your personal experience!!

[euphoricfilter]

i’m so tired of searching for fics and just people in general that don’t see or treat jimin completely different than the rest of the members. idk how to explain it? but nothing he does, none of the others don’t. and yet he gets treated like this absolute baby girl feminine princess. an almost 30 year old man. it just feels like everyone else in bts smut land is respected as a man even the most babiest babies like jk and jin. and the babies with duality like hobi and tae. but jimin? no he’s not a man from busan who gets angry easily, always talks his shit and always flirts with fans. isn’t extremely and has always been sexually expressive and a tease. from filter to serendipity to like crazy to that video of him in paris with those girls at a party like ugh. i feel like i’m the only one that sees jimin like how we see every other man who we respect and don’t demasculinze and misgender based on stereotypes. i just want soft dom, cute boyfie jimin fics, without it being all about switch stuff and sub jimin stuff. a man can be sweet and pretty and still be a man, and act as such in and out of a relationship 😭 this was a random rant but searching jimins name on reddit and twitter got me so mad at seeing him being projected onto and emasculated and dehumanized because of he’s a sweetheart. anyways i’m candy anon. much like jimin, sweet and soft but also sometimes hard and sour. all yummy. (also jimins busan satori is the hottest thing on earth, when he gets mad or upset, which is a lot lol. his native accent coming out? >>>)

no i kinda know what you mean!! i think people feel like ‘femininity’ (within whatever capacity we’re talking about) and dominance are exclusive events and can’t coincide?

i think we’ve mentioned it recently on this blog how open we think jimin is about sex as whole 🚶‍♀️i agree!! he’s very sexually expressive, especially through his solo songs and projects where he’s able to express himself as an individual 🕺

as a writer— and as mentioned like months ago, when i started writing requests (which was meant to be a joke but became way out of hand), barely any one ever requests jimin. i think i got one request out of 30+?🚶‍♀️ and i don’t know if it’s just my page.. or if it’s because it’s kinda obvious that i find it hard to write any of the members as subs or as a switch (simply because i don’t have a dominant bone in my body and even though i don’t necessarily see myself as the ‘reader’ in my fics, it’s hard to write the “other” character as a sub) and therefore no one was interested because they saw jimin as a switch or more subby

i think for people it’s easy to demascluinize jimin simply because he’s come to terms with himself and has been open that yeah, he isn’t what you’d call a “classic male” or doesn’t present as a “typical man” but i think that some people can’t comprehend that just because someone shows more feminine traits or qualities, or has been open about not forcing a stupid, outdated agenda onto himself. doesn’t mean he’s any less of a man 🧍‍♀️

soft dom jimin ☹️ going back to what i was saying a couple of days ago. he’s definitely the type of guy to do a lot of research to make sure he knows a lot and that what you’re doing is gonna be a safe experience for the both of you and just :( he’d definitely be a pleasure dom too. and would definitely be open about sex as a topic, probably doesn’t shy away from much

it’s okay!! i quite enjoy having these kinds of conversations with people but it’s not often i get to have them 💞

i really do see what you mean though. a lot of the twitter aus i’ve read, either it be member x member or jimin x reader he’s always basically portrayed the same in most if not all fics.

if i ever stumble across any fun dom jimin fics i’ll reblog them for you 🙏 and obviously try and write some good stuff as well whenever inspiration or motivation hits 💪

candy anon 🫂🫂🫂 that’s so cute 😭

jimin using satoori >>>>> 🕺

anyways! if you wanna go deeper into this topic at any time or literally anything else i’d love to just chat about stuff. it’s always interesting to see other peoples’ opinions on things like this

[ruminate88]

I made this mistake 🥺❤️‍🩹 I had my private photos posted on Twitter by a guy friend, Jake, and I was so mortified and humiliated, I remember just praying and begging God to make it all go away. I was so sorry for trusting that guy… well, I pressed on. I met Cody and he love bombed me twice before ghosting me!! Oh man, I didn’t even know what to think or how to feel. I was just stunned and didn’t even know how to understand or process. I moved forward and continued to put myself out there on dating apps….

Then I met Andrew, the greatest and most terrible person in my life. I was so numb from Cody and Andrew was the first to make me feel something. So for a summer I flirt with Andrew and at some point it wasn’t going anywhere and I should’ve got out but I was too attached already and knew I was gonna get my heart broken so I felt I had to stay. We started a “relationship” that fall when he’s back in college for his sophomore year!!!

we were together until his spring break. He has love bombed me and made me believe we were serious. I was ready at that point to tell my family about him but he asked me to wait…. 😝 he said “we need more time together and get to know each other more”. Basically he was just wasting my time!! I tried to get closer after the love bombing. I pushed and pushed. I told him so many times, “I want more of you. You act like you’re too busy to spend time with me.” He would PROMISE he’s gonna give me more and said I was his priority but clearly he was lying and I was stupidly falling for it… after 3 attempts to end the relationship and he doesn’t change, I called B.S. and realized not only would I never get to actually meet his parents, he was most likely talking to other girls the same way he’s talking to me. 💔💔💔 I broke up with him but he acted as if he broke up with me instead. 🤨 He was a robot and very nonchalant about the break up plus asked me would I remain his “friend”?? ugh!! I was in stupid trauma bond with him but knew nothing like that existed… so I tried to stay “friends” with him but he doesn’t want that. He’s only talking to me for my nudes and attention. He begins to post “his real girlfriend” on his IG to rub it in my face but also keeps trying to flirt with me. I delete my IG account and made a new one that didn’t reek of him.

I was in so much confusion and pain. The summer after I’m trying to stay no contact from him; he would call me from his work and listen to me talk but act like he “butt dialed me”. I KNEW he was listening. I was tired of crying to him and he doesn’t seem to care. Idk it’s creepy. I tried so hard to stay no contact. I downloaded new dating apps and met my husband. In less than 4 months after Andrew’s creepy stalking behavior, I’m in this new relationship and I need to heal but have NO IDEA still. I wouldn’t stop talking about Andrew and Cody. At some point my husband asked me to please stop and move on… wow. I tried so hard. ANDREW CAME BACK!! This time FaceTiming me but hanging up after a couple rings. He just wanted his name on my phone… he wanted to watch me suffer over him.

I blocked his number, per my husband’s request AND my husband FaceTimed Andrew and threatened him to leave me alone or else. Woooooow now I really do have to move on. A little over a year later, I’m married now. I NEVER stopped running to even consider what happened to me or that I had unhealed trauma. I was angry at my husband for no reason, super emotional and could cry at the drop of a hat. I’m disconnected and I’m physically sick. I randomly lost over 25 lbs in a couple weeks and everyone around me was scared. I tried to see a doctor but it was back during “covid” and I couldn’t get an in person appointment. I suffered and had no idea why. Also, I could NOT stop thinking of Andrew.

I would Google every day, “why can’t I get over my ex?? What’s wrong with me??” Never knowing what a “trauma bond” is or that I have trauma. Took me years of begging God for answers until I saw my first video on TikTok about “emotional abuse”. FINALLY but yet I didn’t know I had to heal. Another year later and I need to reflect on the past and talk about what happened but idk who will understand me or who will say I’m crazy. I made this account privately and I’m learning so much about myself every time I blog.

listen, don’t just keep jumping into relationships like I did…. Please take good care of your heart and soul ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 feed your soul daily with healthy and loving words. Talk positively to yourself. Honor your gut when you know things are off. I didn’t, I wanted Andrew to be the one because I was insanely attracted to him 😜 I mean, I thought he was crazy gorgeous with his sandy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. (Plus an award winning smile) so I ignored my feelings completely and I paid for it in the end. 😓💔💔💔❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹healing is a process and so is forgiveness! Take it all one day at a time even if it’s baby steps ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

Always, always take the time to sit with and process your feelings. Often we live through events that are major for us and afterwards we just keep going - we do not stop to check our breathing, our heartbeat, our mental state. A lot of situations cause a lot of difficult emotions and while it is ok to let them exist for a while, it is not ok to bury them. Make room for your feelings and thoughts, my love. Remember to reflect on your experiences and make sure to evaluate how you feel about them. Reflection is the key to truly knowing yourself, to truly healing yourself.

[theyluvkarolina]

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SUMMARY౨ৎ It’s so wrong but god does it feel so good. You and Carlos have always been friends. Well, that’s what you called it. Sneaked looks, and fleeting smiles soon turned into ruffled bed sheets and heat filled nights, all while he has another girl waiting for him, your best friend.

PAIRING ౨ৎ Carlos Sainz x FWB!Fem!Reader, Slight Rebecca x Carlos

WARNINGS ౨ৎ depictions of a unhealthy and toxic relationship, cheating, blackmail, exploitation, y/n is a bad person (but she is also manipulated by carlos) CARLOS IS A ASSHOLE IN THIS (i still love him tho, pls don’t come for me carlos stans), online hate

A/N ౨ৎ MAN DID I HAVE THIS PLANNED FROM THE BEGINNING 🥴 I def went with the fwb, I do use photos of Rebecca but she is not at all part reason of the main conflict in the story, i believe she already gets a undeserved amount of hate and i don’t want to contribute to her hate! (all hate towards her will be deleted from my page.) Enjoy 🩷 (THE DATES FOR THE TWEETS DON’T MATTER!!)

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y/n_l/n ¡Hola España! 🇪🇸 so happy to be celebrating carlos and his homw win with my favorite people 🫶

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iamrebeccad ✔︎ i’m so happy you were able to join us lovely!!

→ y/n_l/n ✔︎ wouldn’t miss it for the world! 💋 → carlosainz55 @ y/n_l/n especially for seeing my first home race win 😉 → username1 wouldn’t miss it because it’s carlos there 💀 → username2 @ username1 LMAOAO FR → username3 guys don’t hate!! they are just friends!! 🥺🥺🥺!! → username4 i can’t wait for the day rebecca realizes that y/n and carlos and making her seem like a clown. → username5 everyone is just jealous that y/n, rebecca, and carlos all have a good relationship together 🙄 → username6 @ username5 girl… I don’t think a “good relationship” also includes heart emoji’s the the comments of HIS GF’S BSF AND NOT HIS OWN GF FOR THE PAST COUPLE MONTHS. → username7 @ username6 but carlos and rebecca have just been dating the past week?? i don’t get the big deal → username8 @ username7 yeah because carlos and rebecca were JUST FOUND OUT TO BE DATING. it’s been speculated that they have been dating for at least 5 months now.

carlosainz55 ✔︎ querida ❤️

→ username9 querida? you mean the attention seeker? → username10 rebecca come get your bf he’s flirting with another woman… your bsf!! → username11 this “querida” should be directed at your gf.

username12 such a attention seeker… using not only your friend but her bf too.

→ username13 it’s giving… slut

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carlosainz55 ¡Victoria en la carrera de casa! ¡Gracias España! 🎉 Glad that it happened with the two girls I love most being over here �� Forza Ferrari!

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username14 blud is trying to cover up the cheating accusations by posting his gf twice… along with y/n somehow still there.

→ username15 well he’s not doing a very good job 💀

iamrebeccad ✔︎ my love 💕 i’m so proud of you!!

♥︎ by carlosainz55

y/n_l/n ✔︎ still can’t believe it! congrats carlos, you deserve it ❤️

→ carlosainz55 ✔︎ @ y/n_l/n gracias y/n! i couldn’t have done it without your support 😊 → username17 the audacity this man has is actually insane → username18 HE’S NOT EVEN HIDING IT. → username19 the fact he only liked becca’s comment but replied to y/n’s speaks volumes on who he’s really spending time with. → username20 no because karma is gonna get them GOOD when the time comes. → username21 ugh i can’t wait for the y/n-carlos downfall… → username22 “without your support” WTF IS REBECCA THEN?? A FUCKNG ROCK???

username23 guys i can’t do this anymore :(

username24 it’s hard being a carlos defender.

landonorris ✔︎ mate are we sure rebecca is your real girl and not y/n?

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landonorris ✔︎ congrats mate!! about time 😂

username25 DID ANYONE ELSE SEE LANDO’S COMMENT 😭

→ username26 bro i adding fuel to the fire 💀 → username27 his pr team aren’t gonna be happy 😭

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carlosainz55 ✔︎ mi ricitos 👩‍🦱

→ username28 go away man whore → username29 @ username28 MAN WHORE 😭😭 → iamrebeccad ✔︎ only yours ❤️ → username30 this poor girl is just being used to make him seem better… i’m not the biggest rebecca fan but this is just sad.

y/n_l/n ✔︎ my favorites 🥹

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→ iamrebeccad ✔︎ mwah!! 💋 → carlosainz55 ✔︎ am i #1 on the list of favorites? 🤔 → y/n_l/n ✔︎ thats a secret 🤐 → username31 girl stay away from her bf → username32 attention seeker fr 💀 → username33 we get it y/n!! you like carlos and you use rebecca to seem better than you are!! → username34 pretending to be her friend while doing all of this is the lowest of the low… → username35 girl get away from carlos while he has a gf… she did this before he broke up with isa too → username36 @ username35 tell me why i’m not surprised 💀 → username37 @ username35 y/n was only around carlos and isa because when they argued he’d always go to y/n for help…

username38 why does y/n and carlos talk more like a couple in comments than rebecca and him.

username38 people when opposite genders are good friends 😰 🤬😰 🤬

→ username39 FR LIKE THEY’VE KNOWN EACH OTHER MONTHS BEFORE REBECCA MET HIM,DO THEY EXPECT HER TO JUST IGORE HIM?? → username40 finally, someone with a sense of mind.

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iamrebeccad on to bigger and better things. australia is always a pleasure! 🇦🇺 🦘

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username41 THE SHADE IN THE CAPTION??

username42 uh oh things aren’t lookin so good

→ username43 gee willy I would have never guessed! OF COURSE THINGS AREN’T GOOD YOU WANKER

username44 no carlos or y/n??

username45 things really must have went downhill with her and carlos..

username46 i mean, after that tweet of carlos getting confronted by her i’m not surprised.

→ username47 tweet?!? what tweet?! → username48 that rebecca finally confronted carlos about him and y/n… safe to say that she knows.

username49 about time she got rid of y/n i couldn’t stand that girl

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username50 did anyone see that comment that got deleted that was hating on y/n??

→ username51 i think she knows something between them all that we don’t. → username52 not only that, y/n was her best friend. i doubt she wants people hating on her after knowing her for so long.

usernames53 the fact that she is all the way in australia while carlos and y/n are all the way in britain :(

→ usernames54 sorry to break it to you, but someone just saw y/n at the airport 🤐 without carlos. → username55 WHAT

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y/n_l/n ladies. don’t let men you’ve met for less than 1 years destroy the friendship you’ve had for over 5 years. they aren’t worth shit. i’m so lucky to have rebecca in my life and her supporting me even after what I did. if you are also in a similar situation, please, reach out to someone you trust. things will get better.

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iamrebeccad ✔︎ my girl is back with me.

𝐀/𝐍 2 ୨୧ remember guys, don’t lose your friendship you had for years just to get with some guy that is a asshole!!

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Making a list of ways my exes tried to devalue me and my self esteeem.

Ugh let’s start with Jake:

Jake praised me at the start. Said what a good singer and rapper I was. Acted impressed with me. Asked to write a song with me. Accept the whole time we’re on the phone trying to come up with “lyrics”, he seemingly doesn’t like any of my ideas. He was making me feel intimidated like he’s smarter than me. Also, eventually he started making comments like, “I don’t want you to go to Hollywood. You’re too good of a girl and they’ll mess you up.” Basically was trying to act like “my father” and was bossing me around. I told him he doesn’t get to decide what I do, that I can go do whatever I want. Jake was like being pushing saying, “No. You are never going to be famous.” Finally whenever Jake exploited my private photos on his Twitter, he made me feel so humiliated and ashamed. I felt so nasty and he created all these fake accounts to tweet me/attack me. 🥺🥺🥺 Also would show up after every break up I went through, trying to get back into my life and especially after Andrew, Jake was trying to make me feel so bad for being with a younger guy yet Jake was supposedly younger than me too!!! (Not exactly sure how old he lied about his age and birthdate!! I kept googling trying to find the truth.)

Now Cody:

Cody originally said “he’s obsessed with me” but then sometimes when I’m talking to him he would act like “uh… what are you talking??” Making it awkward. Another incident was when a band we both like but he liked them more, retweeted a song cover I did. I thought cody would be so excited but instead he said to me, “I don’t understand why they retweeted that….” 🤨🥺 Jealous much?? If that had happened to him, I would’ve been sooooo hapoy for him. I brushed it off at the time but looking back, he couldn’t stand for me to get the attention he probably craved. Also anytime I shared my music with him, Cody told me my voice sounded “just okay on slow songs but not on fast songs.” 😝 He made me feel bad and worse, I “trusted his opinions”. Why, idk. 🤷🏻‍♀️ I’ve been working on bettering my voice ever sense. He does NOT get to decide if I’m a good enough singer or not. Also when he was trying to dump me suddenly, he was trying to convince me I’m “too old for him.” Even though he originally said he was obsessed with me, so in love, now he’s making me feel bad cuz I’m older than him. 😝🤨🤣

Lastly, Andrew:

Anytime I poured out my undying love to him or questioned his behavior, he acted scared. My feelings literally scared him!! 🥴🥺 Yet he would never break up with me. Weird… After we broke up, that’s when he was super critical. Making me feel like a dirty girl after he initiates flirting me with and coming on to me. Downplaying our relationship, acting like sorry but I was just too stupid and he pretended/tricked me. So he makes me cry and he can’t handle it. He says to me, “If I am hurting you so much, then stop caring about me.” Never heard anything more hurtful in my life!! 😭😭😭 Him downplaying me being depressed. Telling me “You’re too beautiful to be depressed.” As if I have no feelings ever. I’m just a shiny toy. He said to me, “God wouldn’t want you to be depressed.” 🤪 That man never talked about God once the whole time I knew him. Weird. Then when I’m suicidal, after we had been arguing so much, he’s telling me “I need to better myself, I am not well and I need to get professional help… ” Tells me I should look at my life and want “better”. Really!????? Just making me feel so bad about myself. 😑

Those are just the negative comments I can remember. I am sure there is more… I know they were only wanting to hurt me because it makes them feel better about themselves. Did they really mean the things they said??? I’ll never know… All I know is, I’m getting better at my singing/song-writing. I’m not a bad person. I wasn’t perfect, I shouldn’t have showed my nudes to either of them but don’t tell me “you’re obsessed or in love with me” then I won’t think it’s “love” when clearly it was just sex. Can’t trust them. They are judgmental because they want to be superior to me. My love is foreign to them and scares them. 😓 Well, with Jake, I didn’t want a relationship with him so he was angry at me because he couldn’t dominate me or keep tabs on me. My feelings are valid, I am NOT crazy, I am not perfect but I had innocent intentions to find love with Cody or Andrew. I tried not to hurt Jake even though I kept friend zoning him. I’m sorry Jake. I have so much love to give and I’m allowed to make mistakes. Andrew was trying to make me believe I have to be “perfect”. Jeeze 😑 (he probably believes he can’t do wrong)

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House Bunny -  Zemo/Sam/Bucky x Bimbo! Reader Headcanons.

Summary: To the guys, it’s a mission. To Y/N, it’s a roadtrip and you just want to have fun.

Warnings: Kissing and female hypersexualization. Reader is an airhead. No beta read.

Notes: Reader is based on 90′s/00′s pop culture bimbo’s.

Steve trusted you, so Sam and Bucky brought you along.

You being a nuisance to them and Zemo loving it.

The guys constantly having to worry about you wandering off. “I’m not going to wander off with like total rando’s” *Proceeds to wander off with total rando*

Not having any idea about combat and military lingo and being surrounded by military vets. “We need to stay on the targets 6 but hangfire and stay moving like pond water until I give the OK to flank them, otherwise we’ll have a real Fugazi on our hands”- “Are we speaking Sokovian because Zemo’s here now?” *Y/N patiently waits for answer* 

Taking pictures for Instagram at inconvenient times and places. “Omg! Who knew Madripoor was this cute. Quick, take a picture of me in front of these super edgy dudes!” “Those are hardened criminals, Y/N” “Ugh, that’s so authentic” *pouty face. Snaps pic*

Flirting with strangers shamelessly. “You’re like so hot. Did you know you’re like so hot?”

Tweeting everything, and I mean everything. “How did you find us, Walker?” Sam says. “I checked Y/N’s Twitter” *Y/N shrugs*

Dressing inappropriately for every occasion. Short skirts, tight dresses, whole cleavage-revealing tops, you name it. “Aren’t those heels a little too high for a fight, Y/N”-“If I can feel my feet after three hours, then I don’t want them”- “The shoes or your feet?!” Bucky exclaims, genuinely concerned.

Shopping until you drop with Zemo’s money. “I literally need this bracelet, or I’ll die, like literally” The bracelet is $14000.

Touching up your makeup at random times. *Walker going off about being Captain America* *Y/N applying a fresh coat of lip gloss and smacking her lips loudly*

Pretending to be Zemo’s date in Madripoor and getting too into it. Kissing up on him all night. Sam and Bucky weren’t amused, but that doesn’t stop you. “Are you always this excitable, miláčik?” *Y/N flips hair playfully*

Blabbering to Bucky about things he doesn’t care about while he broods. “-he was acting like such a bitch, you know, but of course, I couldn’t tell him that, he’s the director of SHIELD after all. Well, anyway, so...”

Sam teaching you basic things you should have known. “Okay, so you kick off the ground and just keep peddling”- “but what if I like fall? Bicycles are too hard. I could just call a cab” *Sam sighs*

Destroying tense moments. *Sam, Bucky and Zemo stare at each other in silence after an intense argument* *Y/N bursts in* “You guys wouldn’t believe how cute the guy I just met was. His ass was like everything.”

Getting botox in Riga because you’re scared that all the running will make your face sag. You can’t show facial expressions for a few days, and the guys find it hilarious. “I think she’s crying,” Sam laughs. “No, she’s trying to smile,” Bucky counters. “She’s obviously trying to express pain,” Zemo jokes. “You guys! This isn’t funny,” You complain.

Getting close to Zemo and Bucky and Sam thinking he’s manipulating you. “He’s going to use you”-“That’s way harsh, guys. I swear he’s not that bad”

Zemo planning to manipulate you but not going through with it after he gets to know you. *Zemo laughs to himself as he watches you try to make sense of the first page of The Pride and The Prejudice* “This makes like zero sense. Can you read it to me?”

People regularly dismissing you.

Actually being a tech super genius. Like Stephen Hawking but with computers.

Being an advocate for human rights. Karli tries to recruit you because of your views, but you stay loyal to Sam.

You’re absolutely adorable.

Being the mediator for everyone.

The guys worrying about you but coming to know that you are just as capable as they are.

Thanks for reading. Please leave feedback, like and reblog if you want. As a self-diagnosed bimbo this came from my heart so please tell your friends about it✨

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keep it on the down low - nishimura riki

╰─ ever since you were selected as riki’s next partner for his upcoming dance collab, you may or may not have developed feelings for each other. but despite their companies not really supporting dating in their idol's careers, both riki and y/n tried to keep it on the down low. key word: tried

pairings: idol! riki x idol! reader

genre: fluff

It was around 2 am in the morning when you and Riki decided to stay for a little bit more to finish up the first part of the song.

"1 2 3 4, 5 6 7 8" Riki counts as you both move in sync, he smiles at your worn out figure laying down on the ground "tired? we can wrap this up if you want to"

He sits down next to you, handing you his cup of cold water. Your mind secretly going on frantic over his little gesture "Let's just finish this last part and i'm heading home- unless you're tired too-" you sip the water, sitting up.

"-Nah, nah i'm not tired yet" He shakes his head. crap, did that sound too desperate? Riki asks himself, trying his best to not make it seem like he was avoiding your gaze

"Alright then, 2:30 we'll leave" You say, walking towards the table as you place the cup. Riki seriously didn't know how calm and collected you were especially with just the two of you alone, together. No managers, no members, nada.

You start playing the music, feeling yourself getting more exhausted each minute that passed by. Sloppily moving your body with the rhythm. Of course that didn't go unnoticed by Riki.

As the song ended, you both face each other. It was a part of the dance, but your face being barely an inch from Riki's wasn't. You both froze, not knowing what to do. Well, facing a different way was another solution, but neither of you wanted to do that, let's be honest.

At this moment, Riki didn't give a shit.

He grabbed you by the waist, faces inching closer by the second. But before your lips could touch—

“This one is for the boys with the boomin syst— Riki? Y/n?” Heeseung takes a second to blink, eyes refusing to see what he was seeing “I uh, I gotta go. My manager is asking if i’m at home. See you Riki, Bye Heeseung” You hurriedly pack your things, face red from embarrassment and the thought of you and Riki almost kissing.

“Hyung— I can explain—“ Riki walks towards him, trying to grab his hand “—Riki calm down, I wont tell” Heeseung chuckles, patting Riki’s bag “If you don’t know where my airpods are, then go walk her home. She’s not supposed to be out at this hour alone. I’ll take your stuff back to the dorm aight?”

“Oh gosh” you groaned, dragging your feet as you rethink what had happened “What should I do?” You pull your hair.

Just as you were about to turn to the corner you hear him call your name ‘No Riki! This is not the time!’ you panicked, but just before you could act as if you didn’t hear him, he taps you by the shoulder “Riki, just what the hell are you thinking chasing me right at this hour!?” You whisper-yell at him “I was just worried about you walking home at 3 am. Your company sucks for not getting you a driver”

“No I told them I could walk home” You chuckle, in Riki’s eyes you seemed so bothered. Noticing the way you dragged your feet and messy hair “Everything okay?” He asked, facing you

“Riki we’re doomed! Heeseung knows, and maybe dispatch is somewhere out there already taking pictures of us at this mome—”

He giggles “So what?” You gasp, mouth open. You seriously couldn’t believe this kid.

“So what?! Ugh, why do I even put up with you” facepalming as you groan

“Heeseung hyung said he wouldn’t tell, and I don’t care about dispatch, engenes know how close we are and does your fans. They’ll think this is a friendly gesture” Riki reassures you as he looked at the stars, finding peace within your presence.

“So don’t worry okay? Everything will be alright. And if they ever suspect anything, I’ll try to find a way to get us out of it” He stops by your doorstep “Well, this is your dorm, good night y/n—”

Without a thought running through your mind, you pecked Riki Nishimura. Immediately trying to unlock the door “Good night Riki” You smile, squealing once you closed it “I saw that” Ningning smirks. There goes your money.

—

It was the following week after your collaboration with Riki was released and so far everything was going great. Both your fans really liked the content you both made, appreciating your talents and especially loved your ‘friendship’

Riki was right, everything was going to be alright. No dispatch and no suspicions from the fans and both companies.

And ever since that night, you and Riki had decided to make it official. Both agreeing to keep it a secret for now until you were both ready.

Thankfully the fans recognized the playful personalities and cherished your friendship, making videos like “Y/n and Riki being chaotic in their (collab) behind” and “Riki and Y/n being the best friends everyone would want” Of course, your companies noticed the sudden increase of popularity for both groups and proposed an idea of having each other in shows, and other things that could possibly make you interact more. Almost immediately, you both were very supportive of the idea and agreed to do more shows.

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You guys had an episode to go to the beach with the other Enhypen members. As you were filming the things that you were packing, Riki knocks on your door “Oh? Riki came~” you cooed, smiling at the sight of his head peaking through the door “Y/n! You’re packing more than necessary” He laughs, looking at the big pile of folded clothes.

After a few minutes, you decided to stop filming. Immediately throwing yourself into Riki’s arms “Are you excited?” you asked, rubbing circles on his back “not really— I mean yeah i kinda am but what if the other members—”

He pouts at the sound of you laughing “No ones gonna steal me Nishimura Riki. If that’s what you’re worried about” you squished his cheeks

“Now help me pick which swim suit I should wear”

“Okay :D” He gladly says, sitting patiently as you start gathering the options.

So far, filming with enhypen was fun, you got to play games in the pool, grill meat, answering mini interviews the other members held, you enjoyed it all.

Of course the trip wouldn’t be complete without you and Riki flirting with each other once in a while. Which caught both your fans attention, posting overly suspicious interactions between you and Riki. Leaving comments like “act surprised when they reveal that they’re dating” and “OKAY CAN WE TALK ABOUT: Y/n casually wrapping her arms around Riki’s neck while just staring at each other in today’s behind” all around twitter.

Jungwon being active on all social media platforms didn’t help either, resulting to him realizing that you and Riki were more than just friends. Soon enough the other members figure it out as well, silently sitting back and enjoying you both so oblivious towards the fact that everyone knew.

Meanwhile, you and Riki thought you were doing an excellent job at keeping it a secret. While resting on the same bed watching a movie, your manager barges in, shoving the phone into both your faces “Nishimura Riki, care to explain?”

A screenshot of Dispatch tweeting about your guy’s relationship is trending on twitter, following a few screenshots of fans posting about your relationship.

Your heart drops

His manager chuckled, “I already knew. Just came to tell you CEO Bang supports it and would like to have a meeting about confirming it”

Long story short, you both did agree to publicize your relationship and was extremely happy to hear that the fans supported you both

yall, i dont rlly like how i wrote this :( but i rlly missed posting so…. I SWEAR ILL MAKE BETTER ONES. i just need to find my motivation to do so :)

[softomi]

now accepting boyfriend applications.

based on my fic idea: you’ve just become newly single, in a drunken fit, you posted a status indicating you’re accepting applications for your next boyfriend. Oddly, three boys take you up on that; sending in their most professional resumes for the position. It seems there’s some fierce competitors. 

next up: literature

It hurt, why wouldn’t it hurt. Your boyfriend of almost two years dumped you over text message with no warning and his reason? He just wasn’t feeling it anymore, what the fuck. Well, twenty phone calls, a hundred text messages sent to him, and a pretty nasty voicemail. The moment you realized just how crazy you were being was when you began pounding on his door at almost ten at night. His neighbors poking their head out to stare, and it really smacked you in the face how stupid you were being.

So you threw caution into the wind. it’s a Wednesday night, your first class tomorrow didn’t start until noon and you’re literature teacher was more of a lecturer so she probably won’t notice if you’re hung over. If anything, you could always ask the guy next to you for the notes.

Thus, you decide to throw back shots to your heart’s desire, sitting in the middle of your tiny studio apartment, on your bed to scream and cry at the romance movie. Love is dead. You groan loudly when your neighbor knocks against the wall, trying to tell you to promptly shut the fuck up.

Halfway through the movie, your mind is already swaying. Your throat stings just momentarily and you sip your cheap wine in hope it’ll dull the shots you had taken previously. When the male protagonist kisses the beautiful female of his dreams, you promptly chug the rest of the wine in your glass. Upset at their love, you wrap your lips around the tip of the wine bottle, drinking straight from it.

“I can find someone better.” You’ve reached a different point in your post break up sadness, you were mixed with anger, sadness, and an overall feeling of I’ll find someone with a better dick.

It’s never a good decision to post on social media while drunk, but it’s a great decision right now. You were going to post a ‘newly single’ status. Just to be nice and not spam everyone, you think you’ll just post it to your private account for your five friends to see. You’ve clearly neglected that step when you press post and it uploads to your public twitter account.

The urge to hurl takes priority over the sudden notifications on your phone. Your hair disheveled as you’re trying to hold onto the toilet, hold onto your hair, and throw up at the same time. The romance film comes to an end once you’ve fully emptied your stomach. You shove all the things off your bed, food falling onto the floor, empty bottle of wine rolled under your bed, remote lost somewhere. You fall asleep despite your cell phone going off.

The alarm jolts you, it causes you to scream, your palm slapping the snooze button and you aggressively pull the wire so that it comes out of the socket. Your head is throbbing and your cell phone is ringing at the same time. Annoyed, your hand stretches along the bed trying to find your cell. When you come emptyhanded, you sit up. Your hand steading the pulsing of your brain and you spot your phone ringing and vibrating on the ground.

“What?” You spit out, not bothering to look at the contact as you try to block out the sun.

“What do you mean what?” The voice snaps at you, “You post about boyfriend applications all of a sudden, did you guys break up?”

Of course he would be the one calling you, the person who loves gossip more than you do, “Tooru, can you like shut up for a second.” Your brain is dying and he’s over here trying to get the latest dish on your love life, “He dumped me okay.”

“That asshole.” He gasps, “Do you want me to come over?”

You look at the time on your cell briefly, “No. I have class all day. If you’re free later?”

“Of course!”

The phone call ends and rather than getting ready for the class you have in an hour, you’re checking your notifications. You have about twenty missed calls from Oikawa, another thirty text messages from him, he even left a voicemail; god he must have been desperate. Facebook is bland, you spent most of your time on Instagram deleting the photos of your now ex, and rarely do you ever get Twitter notifications. Oddly, you have fifteen notifications; all coming from your public account.

haha, boyfriend applications are official open. only taking serious apps lol

“No.” You sit up.

It wasn’t your post that freaked you out, it wasn’t that somehow it ended up on your public account, no you could delete it and pretend as if no one saw it but people saw it.

Is she serious?

If she is, I’m down.

What does serious applications mean?

Three comments, five likes, and four retweets.

And three unread messages.

Your finger rushes to delete the tweet before it can be retweeted even more by random classmates. All was good now. Your finger presses onto the message icon, you’re confronted with the icons of three of your classmates.

The most recent is from Miya Atsumu, a terrible flirt in your biology class. He chose the seat next to you in lab when his friends ditched him and hoarded their own table. He spun around in his chair, shooting you a cheeky grin when you briefly looked at him.

His first sentence was, “Hey you’re cute.”

And yours was, “I have a boyfriend.”.

You skip over his message upon spotting his use of sweetheart in the preview.

The next icon is of the guy in your intro to business class, Kuroo Tetsuro. The first time you saw him was outside of the classroom, you two ended up accidentally reaching the doors at the same time. He lets you go in first and the both of you chose the seats farthest from the board, and closest to the door. Despite his bed hair that made him look like he was going to sleep the entire class, he was a rather studious guy; chill but smart, he was a business major after all.

“Did you understand anything he was saying?” You murmur to him as you grab your bag.

“Of course!” He states, “I don’t look at twitter on my laptop when he’s lecturing.” Ah, he caught you.

Your eyes briefly scan the preview, he’s saying something about a resume and you think he’s talking about the homework assignment. You’re about to click on his first when the last catches your eye.

It’s from Akaashi Keiji. On the first day of class, you were late due to waiting in line for coffee. You awkwardly opened the door to the classroom, everyone turning to stare, and you lower your head, choosing a random seat that now you’re stuck with for the rest of the semester because that’s just how college works. The professor goes over the syllabus and suddenly announces that the person sitting to your right will be your revision partner for the semester.

“Hey.” You stop him and for a brief minute you feel your heart skip a beat because he was absolutely pretty, “Sorry, I’m Y/n. Since we’re going to be partners, do you want to exchange info?”.

“Uh. Sure. I’m Akaashi Keiji.”

“I’m going to be late for my business class. Do you have twitter?” You were never a fan of giving your phone number out. Before he can answer, you’re scribbling your username onto a piece of paper, placing it on his desk before running out to catch your next class.

His message is brief: Did you get my email?

You click his message first; it must have been urgent if he messaged and emailed you. There’s nothing else to his message, his previous one dates almost a week before his current one, telling you that he finished reading the book you recommended and that he enjoyed it.

The screen is pulled up with your finger, alternating apps to your personal email. The subject of his email simply reads Application.

Curiously, you click the attachment he’s sent with no body text. Your jaw dropped, hand placed over your open mouth and a small scream emitting.

“Is he fucking serious?”

His name is displayed at the top, along with his birthday, star sign, zodiac sign, age, even the pronouns he uses. There’s a short sentence under it. I am submitting an application for the position of Boyfriend. You’re internally screaming, blinking fast hoping that this was a joke but his ‘application’ reads like a resume. It lists his education from middle school to his current, his previous jobs, his skills, and his own personal goals for the future.

Your blushing profusely, you want to pull your hair, scream, even throw your phone but you shove down the feelings that want to have you die of embarrassment. You don’t have the energy to sadly explain to him that you were drunk and weren’t serious; ugh and you’re going to have to continue seeing him for the rest of the semester.

You revert back to twitter; your heart suddenly drops when you think about Kuroo’s message. Quickly, you pull up the messages, clicking his and suddenly you want dig yourself a grave because he’s sent a link to a pdf and it’s simply titled Resume. He probably used a resume template and never changed the title.

And sure enough, it’s a fucking professional resume declaring the certain skills he has to be your boyfriend. In fact, like the professional business major he is, he includes a letter of intent; indicating his reasons of interest for the position. It details the little quirks he finds cute about you. You want to break your phone in half with how red in the face you feel.

As you exit his message, you’re slowly praying that Atsumu’s message is just a random flirty comment that he occasionally likes to throw you once in a while or perhaps you’re hoping that he fell in a ditch and you won’t have to work with him for the rest of the semester since he almost blew up the lab station last time.

Nope, it’s a link to a google document. Oddly, you click it. Your heart has sunk to the pit of the earth because when you open the document, you see his fucking name in the upper right corner indicating he’s still on the stupid document.

Fuck fuck fuck. You’re running away from the document, aggressively leaving the page but it doesn’t help that when you end up back at your twitter messages, you can see the three dots, telling you he’s typing.

Morning sweetheart hope you enjoy the app

He sends it with a flirty wink and you stare at it for five full minutes. Curiosity gets the best of you and you click back onto his link, he’s no longer on the same document and you sigh safely. For someone who’s barely passing biology, his document was rather professionally detailed. Damn, he’s on the school’s volleyball team? Weirdly the page cuts off halfway, you continue to scroll until the next title page boldly states: Bedroom skills.

It didn’t help that you were scrolling a little too fast and caught sight of an image showing off his toned upper body. There goes his professionalism.

Your phone suddenly blares low battery, your screen turns black and now your anxiety is through the roof. You jump on your bed, trying to plug in your phone and you’ve just now realized that it is thirty minutes until your first class starts and it is literature. You’re scrambling to find your laptop, you trip on the bag of chips from last night, awkwardly trying to stand as you reach for your school bag.

“Shit!” You scream. You suddenly remember letting your stupid ex-boyfriend borrow your laptop.

You fall to the floor, fingers pulling your hair as you suddenly think about the deep shit your in. First, your boyfriend dumped you, now you randomly have three guys who sent you applications to be your next boyfriend and you’re still going to have to see them for the rest of the semester if you reject them. Lastly, you’re going to have to go to your ex’s place to get your laptop after having made a scene yesterday, and your phone is dead so you can’t cry to Oikawa about the deep shit you’re in.

[jakes-tummy]

Philophobia

Chapter 13 [Person like me] (written)

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You show up at Chaeryeong’s house in less than twenty minutes and knock on the door. She greets you with a smile and lets you inside. You follow her up to her room and take a seat on her bed. 

“So… Spill,” she says.

“Spill what?”

“You and Jay! How’d you meet?”

You think back to your first meeting. “Well, at first he mistook me for someone else, but then we started talking. It was about a month after the breakup and I really enjoyed his company. Then it turned into a one night stand. That’s all.”

Her jaw drops. “You slept with him on the first date?”

You shrug. “I guess so. I had a good time, at least. He’s actually pretty good-”

She cuts you off. “Gross. Let’s change the subject.”

“To what?”

“You making any progress with your art piece?”

“Yeah, I’ve got pictures.”

You pull out your phone and pull up the pictures to show her.

“It looks like a butterfly.”

“Yeah, it’s part of what it will be. You know the butterfly effect? I’m trying to convey that in my piece.”

“That’s so cool!”

You smirk. “Yeah, I know.”

She coffs at your cocky remark. “Anyways…”

“What about you and that one guy you thought was cute?”

“Oh, Park Sunghoon? Yeah um… We’ve talked a little.”

You whistle. “Are you interested?”

“Isn’t he kind of a flirt, though? I’m not even sure if he’s interested in me the way I am with him. He smiles at me every now and then in classes and in passing, though. He has a nice smile.”

You hum. “Do you have a picture of him?”

She pulls out her phone and pulls up his twitter profile. “I follow him. He’s actually one of Heeseung’s other friends.”

“Really? I thought he looked familiar. I thought I saw him in the engineering department.”

“How’s it going with that Geonu guy?”

“Oh, him?” You pause. “It’s going okay, I guess. Sometimes he gets a little clingy, but he’s still respected my boundaries so far. For now at least.”

“What does that mean?” she asks, cocking her head to the side. 

You sigh. “I think he might have caught feelings. Sucks. He’s not that bad in bed, so it kinda sucks if I have to drop him.”

“Oh… I see.”

A silence falls upon the two of you for a second before Chaeryeong speaks again.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah, anything.”

“You never really explained to me your reasons for…. Only ever having flings? I know you said you don’t believe in love anymore, but…”

“Oh, that…” You hesitate before answering. “Sex helps relieve stress. As long as no strings are attached, I can handle just having a friends-with-benefits relationship. But I’m scared of falling in love again. The thought alone makes me uncomfortable.”

“Why are you afraid?”

“I’m a philophobe. Do you know what philophobia is?”

She shakes her head. “It’s a fear of falling in love or being scared of not being able to maintain a relationship.”

“Oh.”

“The reason I’m afraid is that I don’t want to get hurt again. After what Taehyung did… He always said love was the meaning of everything. He told me he loved me more than anything, but that was such a lie. If he loved me, why would he do what he did? Why would he just use me like that?”

Chaeryeong nods, listening to you rant intently. 

“Honestly, I’m so happy we didn’t actually get married after all. Divorce is messy. He was really overbearing, too. He wouldn’t let me dress the way I wanted. He got mad if I wore all black or painted my nails a colour he didn’t like.”

“Ohhh, so that’s why your style changed when you met him.”

“Ugh, I was so head over heels for him. I did whatever he wanted. It’s gross and embarrassing to think about.”

She nods. “Yeah, you deserve better.”

“I don’t want better. I want to forget. It’s another reason why I only mess around and don’t commit. I won’t let it happen again. I can’t.”

She frowns, placing her hand on top of yours. “I’m sure it won’t if you find the right person. Don’t lose hope.”

You scoff. “Too late for that, ‘Reyongie. There’s no such thing as love for a person like me.”

PHILOPHOBIA / ˌfɪl əˈfoʊ bi ə /

a fear of falling in love. It can also be a fear of getting into a relationship or fear that you will not be able to maintain a relationship.

OR

YN is a love cynic and Heeseung is a hopeless romantic who's crazy about his best friend. He knows her past, and he understands, but he can't help the part of him that wants to help heal her heart.

@acciomylove @liliansun @killyoselff @verifiedsunghoonsimp @c9tnoos @msxflower @rein-deer-stuffs @elicheel @jongsaengseong @mymeloem19 @punneysushi01

[wenellyb]

hello, a different anon here. I read your answer about Sarahbucky and I have to admit that it would hurt and be a bit disappointed if they became canon, but even if that happens, I will respect that decision and continue shipping sambucky. Although I feel bad to feel like this, I feel i'm a bad and immature person

This is a good point because I’m trying to think if I would be disappointed if SamBucky didn’t officially end up together in Cap 4, or season 2 or whatever. Because, of course, I want them to end up together, and on the other hand I’m very happy with what we already have. What I mean is that I have been shipping them since Civil War and we went from 2 lines in a movie to a 6-hour movie with a Happy End, it sounds greedy to ask for more hahaha. I was already happy when we had only 2 interactions, and even happier when we got 2 more interactions in Endgame, so you can imagine the level of happiness I’m at right now!!! We already have a perfect ship😂!

But don’t worry I don’t think it would be immature to be disappointed as long as you’re civil with SarahBucky shippers!

Here comes my unpopular opinion, keep in mind that it’s only my opinion:

I have mixed feelings about SarahBucky.

On the one hand, the ship itself is cute. I know they haven’t had a lot of scenes together but I can see the potential. And I think that if he’s dating Sarah, we will see another side of Bucky, a happier one. The smile he had when he said “Hi Sarah, was the happiest we’ve EVER seen him. So it could really be something good, it’s just that it’s not developped yet. 

On the one hand, I personnally don’t ship them because I have moved past interracial relationships between Black women and White men in TV, a long time ago, because it’s just not worth it. It’s something that I wanted to see in terms of representation, but I really don’t anymore because I don’t trust how it’s handled, by the fandom, and even by the show and the writers. 

And I have already started to see some disturbing stuff in the fandom, (not from SamBucky shippers, but for instance some other marvel ships I will not name).

What’s bugging me is that some people are acting as if Sarah should consider herself lucky to even get a chance with Bucky? Some of the things I’ve read... I had to do a double take. I mean it’s always subtle but you can tell that they would be saying it if Sarah was a White woman (or even if she was light-skinned I think).

I’ve even seen people saying that Sarah and Sam are both hitting on Bucky. ???What? Sarah has never hit on Bucky a day in her life. Bucky is the one doing all the flirting, he saw her and all he could do was say her name repeatedly.

I really don’t mind the idea of Sarah and Bucky but don’t make it look like Sarah is the lucky one when Bucky is the one who hit the lottery by getting Sarah to even pay attention to him.

And no shade to Bucky, I love him, but she’s way out of her league. Yes, Bucky is good-looking, but that’s all he has going for him for now. He still had a lot of work to do on himself, and has nothing to offer to Sarah (for now).  I’m not saying that Bucky is not good enough for her on anything, but please stop pretending that Bucky isn’t the lucky one. He’s lucky Sarah is even paying attention to him.

Even some accounts (just a few on Twitter, not all) promoting Sarah x Bucky use some wording that make me feel uneasy. I know it’s great to show an interracial relationship with a dark-skinned woman on TV. But we have to pay attention not to make it sound like dating a White man is the ultimate prize for a Black woman.

I don’t want this to be taken the wrong way because I didn’t use the right words, but I think we have to be careful in how we say some things and how it could be interpreted and also pay attention to some of the stuff we have internalized.

When the love interest is a Black woman, some people in the fandom act like she is the luckiest in the world to have a White man even look at her. Or the fandom acts like it’s not realistic for the guy to be attracted to her. And this becomes dangerous, when the writers of the show start implying the same. 

Of course, I’m not saying that this is what’s happening here, and I think the SamBucky shippers are really open about the Sarah x Bucky ship, and I’ve never seen any negative stuff coming from us expect stuff like “ tag your ships properly” which is nothing.

But some Steve stans, for instance, have said that the reason why Bucky smiled at Sarah was because it reminded Bucky of Steve’s mother. Ugh, the mental gymnastics people go through to avoid acknoyledging that a White man would find a dark-skinned Black women attractive will never cease to amaze me. Really disgusting.

TL:DR: What I mean is Sarah x Bucky is cute, and this problematic behavior isn’t coming from the whole part of the fandom, just a small part. But if the show makes Bucky and Sarah a couple, they have to do it the right way and show Bucky is the lucky one. And they have to value her character and do it perfectly. If the writers are able to do that I’ll be fine otherwise, it’s going to be a nightmare. 

We all know that a Black character coming between a ship with two White characters (yes I’m talking about the ship that shall not be named) will end badly for said character, if the character is not written perfectly. We already know the fandom is bad, so the writers have to make Sarah’s character bulletproof.

I’m a Sambucky shipper through and through but if SarahBucky ever becomes canon I will defend them with all my heart and destroy anyone who even thinks about looking Sarah the wrong way.

[fayeimara]

Meant To Be Series || One For Every Billion

Episode 2. Next Time, Make it Up Twice

*Both Written and SMAU parts this episode*

"I'm in love with soba, oh my god!" You're still relishing the meal you just finished as you walk with Toshi and his friends to grab some boba.

Tendou chuckles, "I think you only like it because of that character in your favourite manga."

"ONE of my favourite mangas, thank you. But yes, he's so cute just quietly eating his soba for lunch. Like, I'd definitely love it just for him, but I did actually enjoy it."

Semi smiles at your excitement, "You should try it hot too, it's different."

"Yes, yes. Of course, I will at some point but I'm soo full right now I can't think of more food."

"Do you not want the boba, then?" Toshi looks over at you seriously but you're already smiling and shaking your head.

"Of course I do, that's not food, Toshi!"

"Oh okay. I'll help you pick something light if you want."

"Thank you!"

The door chimes as you walk into the shop but you pause just inside to check your phone when you feel its persistent buzzing. You had updated your twitter and your friends are giving you grief over the picture of your lunch. Yeah, yeah, you wanted to try it because you simp for icy hot boys, so what? It's good to try new things.

You're firing off a reply to their sarcastic (read: jealous) comments when the door chimes again and then you're stumbling because something just knocked into you.

"Ow- shit!" That's not your voice. You don't think you've made a sound but you don't recognize that yet.

What you do register first as you're falling forward is how you're grateful because it's definitely not the hard door that hit your back and head, and you're lucky because you really shouldn't have been standing right there. Then you realize you're about to fall on your face because your hands are frozen clutching your phone. Just as that thought flits through your head faster than your lack of a quick reaction, you strangely find yourself floating before you can face plant on the floor and thank god because, ew, germs. Also, potentially ouch.

You're a little thrown off so it takes you a moment to realize you didn't make like another one of the characters in that particular manga and develop a float quirk. No, there's a toned arm that's caught you around your waist and now you're more than just a little thrown off.

You're sure you're blushing in embarrassment as you're carefully set right side up and turn to apologize to the owner of the savior arm.

"I'm so sorry!" You hear an apology at the exact same time it flies from your own mouth and you pause because you're melting into chocolate eyes that are probably as wide as your own.

Wha- You're looking up into the face of an angel! But no, really, omg it's a seriously cute boy. And why do you want to touch his hair??

He does look like he's genuinely sorry but his face relaxes as both your eyes hold and he smiles (quite charmingly), before calmly responding first "It's my fault, so I really am sorry for knocking you over, pretty girl. I was walking backwards and didn't see you there."

You raise your eyebrows, stuck on that for a second and accidentally blurting, "Who walks through a door backwards??" in genuine curiosity before your eyes widen, "I mean, no, but it's not your fault either! I'm the one that stopped right in front of said door, I really should have just moved up before checking my phone."

His hand reaches up to rub the back of his head in that way that really makes guys look cute when they're a little at a loss for words. At least that's what you think until he says, "Maybe we can make it up to each other, if you haven't ordered yet?"

"Oi!" An irritated voice calls out from behind him, "Can you let the rest of us in before you start flirting?!"

He lets out a light laugh before moving aside and two others cute guys enter. Like, what's with the air in Miyagi?!?

"Sorry Iwa-Chan, but I needed to make sure this angel didn't get hurt falling (for) because of me." He winks at you but you're a little lost in thought because you're thinking about how you like the way he talks. It's a little like he's singing at times and maybe it's because of his melodic voice but either way, it's pretty cute. You're going into overload and you have to consciously stop yourself from holding your hands to your cheeks. You really hope you're not still blushing, ugh.

You meet eyes with the intense one and like, hello, hi, I'm here for this vibe. The guy meets your eyes before quickly flicking his away. But then you swear he makes a conscious effort to bring them back to rest on yours and politely asks, "I hope you're okay?" You're smiling in reassurance when he adds, "This idiot is trouble on legs, so I'm sorry for him."

You burst out laughing and they're looking at you in surprise so you just shake your head and explain, "I think my friends have said the exact same words about me. No, we're all good, I really appreciate it."

And thank you, mother, for your own charming smile because all three boys blush but don't look away.

Point to pretty boy #1 though because he regains his composure the fastest and pouts, "Iwa-chan is so mean to me, angel, please don't listen to him. If I do accidentally cause trouble, I swear I'm good at making it up."

"I don't know if I can say the same?" You smirk but he grins.

"So let me make it up then, and buy you some boba?"

"Oikawa." Ah, there's Toshi, a little late for backup but you guess you did fine without a wingman.

Wait, wait. The pretty boy's smile dims and he's looking over your shoulder at where your cousin's voice came from. He's straightened up and his posture kind of yells belligerent attitude.

"Ushiwaka-chan. Tell me Miyagi isn't really this small." Wow, there's a bite in his words but like, you're liking it. What can you say? You're a fan of hidden depths.

"I am surprised to see you as well. Not as surprised as when I heard you truly chose another school over Shiratorizawa."

Okay, hmm, you're looking over at the friend he called Iwa and he's rolling his eyes, so clearly there's tension.

The pretty guy, who you're guessing is Oikawa, drops his smile completely. "Well, that was fast. Nice chat, but if you'll excuse me, I was in the middle of a conversation with a new friend."

"You know Y/n?" Toshi's at your side now and sounds pretty surprised but it's not as amusing as your new friend's reaction when he looks back and forth between the two of you in a sort of disbelieving realization. What dots is he connecting, exactly? Because, you'd like to know.

"Y/n, huh? I- didn't realize you had a girlfriend..?" He's questioning hesitantly, good boy, no jumping to conclusions. Just get your feet wet, I guess.

"We're cousins." You and Toshi end up talking at the same time like twins or something and it's a little comical.

Oikawa's mouth drops for a split second before pursing his lips and addressing you, "Well, I guess I can't hold family against you. It's not like you chose him as your cousin."

You let out a wry chuckle with an equally dry grin on your face, "But I did."

"What?" He's blinking down at you in confusion so you elaborate just a little.

"Toshi. I did choose him, actually." You're highly amused at this point and you like having the advantage, so you're going to leave it at that.

He does try to push, though, you think it's curiosity since that is a pretty odd statement. "Like, to spend time with him, or acknowledge him or something? I won't hold that against you either, angel. Family first, that's sweet."

"Uh.. no." You just smirk and his eyes narrow as his head tilts. Yeah, he knows you're definitely messing with him now, he's just not sure how.

It's all good though, because Toshi's timing is on point now, "Y/n, I hope you don't mind but I picked you a drink I thought you might like."

You look over to him happily, "Really?"

"Yes.. you said that would be okay previously?"

"Of course, Toshi, I really appreciate it!" You look over at Oikawa with a sweet smile, "It was nice .. having you run into me, I suppose. I didn't get to thank you for - or maybe even take you up on - your offer, but I do appreciate it as well. So.. thank you, pretty boy, but I can't be rude and ignore my friends that I'm here with today."

He follows your gaze over to the table your new Shiratorizawa friends have grabbed for all of you. They're chatting casually but clearly looking over though you don't quite know why.

Oikawa looks a little conflicted and disappointed when you turn back to each other, so you add, "Feel free to run into me again and maybe then we can make it up to each other twice."

You can literally feel your trademark playful smile on your face so you know that's what pulls his own begrudging smile in response. Works like a charm, but it's genuine.

He studies you for a moment, "Then I hope Miyagi really is small, so I can hold you to that."

Then he looks back at Toshi with full force attitude so it's time to step away. As you walk away you hear his friend Iwa say something about telling his mom he swore. And when you hear that musical cadence of his reply but not his specific words, you can't help but look back.

They're up at the counter and his friends are ordering but, oh wow, he's just leaning back against it... looking right at you. Ahh, caught. He smirks at you, but clearly he was looking too, so you just return his smirk with a raise of your eyebrow and make sure you're the first to look away.

Leave 'em wanting more, it's a good motto to live by.

The rest of the afternoon is chill, you rejoin the Shiratorizawa boys and they explain the dynamic between Toshi and Oikawa in the most hilarious way so you're all just teasing him and laughing. You realized at some point during their explanation that you'd heard of this guy from Toshi a couple times and never thought much of it. But now.. he's a real person to you so you're definitely a little more interested beyond your cousin's innate desire to pull together an overpowered team.

Tendou also makes you recount the entire encounter from near face plant to Toshi's interruption before Semi and Soekawa have enough and decide to move on. It's even better, they have you laughing so hard and your sides in stiches from retaliating with funny stories about Tendou and Toshi or Coach Washijo impressions.

If you said you didn't end up glancing over at another group seated several booths down during the time you were there, you'd be lying. If you said you didn't connect with warm brown eyes every time, that would also be a lie. What you really couldn't say is if you enjoyed your boba or not because the butterflies that took residence in your stomach were the only other thing you noticed until you left the shop.

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Behind The Scenes!

-Y/n really gets along with Semi but he reminds her of a certain someone

-She and her friends are night owls which is how they're able to respond to her so fast at even 2am or 3am their time (EST)

-We all know the show referenced right? (If not, I would highly recommend watching Boku No Hero Academia/My Hero Academia)

-The angel/devil theme might be played on a lot, her school is literally Ashwood Devils and her national league is Aurora Angels

-I like to think the characters who make those comments or use those terms in application to Y/n all realize the irony at some point, even if it's not explicitly written out in the story

A/N: I realized I forgot to add the first pic (the twt about all the Shiratorizawa reactions) to the end of the last chapter, which is where it was supposed to go. So, even though, I'll go back and fix that, I'll also add it here for anyone who's already read that chapter. Sorry guys! Once again, thanks for bearing with me while I figure out the social media stuff. Feel free to point out any mistakes to me too! Sometimes I'm creating this stuff when I haven't slept 30+ hours so... there's bound to be things I miss or get wrong :)

I also changed 'Extras' to 'Behind The Scenes'! Same concept for small thoughts that might supplement the story where you're currently at and provide background or additional commentary but renamed to fit the theme a little better, I guess. What do you guys think - does it even matter? Do you guys read any of this or just here for the fic and skip by? Genuinely curious to know (:

Aaand, didn't think I'd need this but you made my day:

Taglist: @delusivist

[writeiolite]

15 with Kuroo but it's not angsty

sleepover; under slept

who: kuroo x gn!reader

what: fluff (sadly ugh u know i wanna angst this)

plot: You’re breaking my heart, babe. / Sing to me, please. / Pillows are over-rated.     [combined w/]     Anonymous said: Hi idk if your still doing prompt list requests but if so can I request 135 and 146 with kuroo?

wc: 1,111

{ taglist: @ushijimahayashi }

How long have you two been together? Good question. Would this relationship — situationship — count as being started at the beginning of the year when you shared a New Years’ kiss? Or did it start when the two of you were sharing spiked hot cocoa at the karaoke bar on Christmas Eve? Or maybe it was when he invited you to his grandparents’ for Thanksgiving and he got teased for finally being in a relationship. 

You don’t know. 

He doesn’t know.

But the most popular thing you’ve heard from your shared friend group is that it started with a sleepover.

“The two of you have been inseparable since you had a sleepover without us. And not even a hangover sleepover — a regular sleepover. A private sleepover. A sleepover outside of our biweekly group sleepover schedule.” Koutarou called you guys out once.

“I can’t believe you two didn’t invite anyone else,” Kenma even commented. “That’s really unlike the two of you.”

“Didn’t even think about how we would feel,” Seri sighed over her endless Twitter scrolling.

But hey, could anyone really blame you? The two of you have always had some sort of weird affinity for each other. The friend group is a messy web of close knit friendships and sticky polygamous relationships, and the two of you just happened to be one of the more exclusive ones. It was weird at first to everyone. Kuroo’s playful energy always paired well with yours but no one expected him to actually want to settle for one person. Out of everyone, he’s the biggest playful flirt in the friend group. 

But down to his core he’s probably the most loyal. Which is perfect for you — you don’t really have eyes for anyone else within the friend group or outside of it.

“So then I told him — again — that I am not about to clean the gym toilets unless I have a one way flight to hell after. That’ll literally be the last thing I do in my life. That shit is disgusting.” Tetsurou pauses for a moment before looking at you with a glint in his eyes. “Literally.”

“Ha ha ha. You are so unbelieveably funny, Tetsu,” you answer robotically, pouring milkshakes for the two of you. Your private sleepovers were usually either hot cocoa, hot milk tea, or root beer floats, but this time Tetsurou said he wanted to try something different.

“You’re breaking my heart, babe.” His palm rests on his chest, feigning an injured heart when in reality not even his ego was bruised in the slightest.

“I’ll fix it later,” you tease, handing him his chocolate shake and taking his other hand. Naturally, his fingers interlaced with yours, his hand practically swallows yours due to the stark difference. And if that’s not enough, the way he struggles to crawl into the pillow fort after you is a hilarious reminder of how big this dork is.

“I swear” he huffs when he finally plops down next to you, “we need to do something about this.” He gestures to the arrangement of pillows and blankets hanging precariously off the two couches in his apartment. “Like, let’s make a huge fort out of the whole living room or something so I can actually have a functioning spine.”

You laugh out his favorite laugh before arranging the pillows into the perfect position to prop yourself up. He watches you move around, completely and foolishly head over heels for you. 

“I think this is just fine! Maybe you should’ve been shorter, idiot.”

“Hey,” he warns, yanking the pillow out from behind you with a grin. “If I wasn’t tall you’d never reach anything. And all those music festivals? Yeah, whose shoulders would you sit on then, huh?”

The cute pout you give him doesn’t waver his resolve, but it does make his heart do backflips. “Gimme my pillow back, Tetsu!”

“Nah.” He wraps an arm around you. “Pillows are overrated. Lean on me instead.”

Oh. That was smooth. You let his warmth and sturdy form give you the comfort you were seeking while you sip on the chilled vanilla milkshake. It seems like the two are working against each other — one is making your face heat up while the other desperately tries to cool you down. But you know which one you prefer anyway. 

And like every other sleepover with Tetsurou, the two of you cuddle up under the blankets and pillows with his laptop playing the latest anime you two had been binging. Occasionally, you’ll change positions, but the end result is always the same: you wrapped in his arms, cups placed somewhere out of sight, and both of you on the edge of falling asleep.

“You comfy?” he mumbles tiredly against your hair.

“Mhmm…”

It goes quiet for a moment, your eyelids getting heavier and heart buzzing happily in tune with his. This is probably yours and his favorite part of these private little nights. Sure, the sun has probably already risen outside the pillow fort and you both have to be up early, but you wouldn’t give up any time with each other for anything else. 

“Hey, Y/N?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you sleepy?”

You breathe a laugh at the silly question. “Mhmm.”

“Mmk…”

It goes quiet again, leaving you wondering.

“Why?”

He hesitates, not sure if he should say it. He really wants you to rest up at this point, but he also wants to spend more time with you. He wants to experience every reason he fell in love with you over and over again and then some more in his dreams.

“Will… Will you sing to me? Please?” his voice is almost a whisper, uncertain for the first time in a while. It’s so small you almost want to turn around and lovingly wrap him up in your arms.

“Of course, babe,” you say much to his relief. “Any song requests?”

He doesn’t even pause, already knowing what he wanted. Maybe he’s been thinking about it for a while now, sure, but he wouldn’t tell you that. “Remember that one lullaby I sang to you a few months back? The one I said my mom sang to me growing up?”

God, more than ever now you want to wrap him up in your arms. The urge is too much, so you turn around and tell him to do the same. 

“Close your eyes,” you tell him, your face buried in his back. He’s a big little spoon, but you can tell he’s comfortable. And as you sing him to sleep with the song he holds close to home, you find yourself at home holding him.

[logicalgrunge]

MCYT Oneshots: How You Met

Wilbur:

     You are a fairly popular streamer, known for your pvp specialty. While you haven't done a face reveal yet, your popularity matched the child himself tommyinnit in subscriber counts. As a frequent participant in MCC, you've gotten around to meeting most of the community, but this time you have some strangers as teammates, some streamers called WilburSoot, TommyInnit, and Tubbo_. You hopped onto Twitter to dm the three.

y/u: hello! its y/n, your teammate for the upcoming mcc :)

WilburSoot: hello y/n :)

Tubbo_: hiiii!!

TommyInnit: WOMAN?!?!

TommyInnit: kidding

TommyInnit: how're you?

y/u: im doing quite well thank you :)) would you all like to practice together?

WilburSoot: sure, my discord is wilbursoot#0001 (for clarity, I don't know their discords)

     You opened discord and sent a friend request to Wilbur, who immediately accepted and she clicked the call button, the man on the other side picking up immediately.

     "You picked up quickly, simp," you joked, causing the two of you to burst out into laughter.

     The two of you hit it off while practicing for MCC, becoming fast friends with mutual flirting 'for fanservice'.

Quackity:

     You applied for his Love or Host after Austin tweeted it out, not knowing who he was but you had been dared to join and pick love by your friends.

     "Hi! I'm Y/N, I'm 18 (for legal purposes you are all 18 or older for the adult's preferences) and I stream Minecraft for a living."

     It was clear from the start that you were Alex's favorite, as he showed you the most attention throughout the stream and eventually you and Minx were the two left.

     "... and Alex has chosen who is leaving... Minx, sorry but you're out." Minx made a dramatic exit but quickly sent you a dm saying hello after she plugged her accounts and left. "This means Y/N, did you pick love or host?" Austin teased.

     "Please don't break my heart hermosa," Alex pleaded in character, sending you a wink through his cam. Luckily, neither him nor Austin noticed your blush.

     "Then lucky for you, because Y/N chose love!" Austin announced, causing Alex to cheer and shout into his mic, sending feedback crackling through.

     "I have a Minecraft girlfriend chat!!"

Dream:

     You actually met Dream before he became the Dream persona everyone knows, the two of you were friends throughout high school and beyond. The problem was, you had a major crush on him for a while, but had to watch as other girls came and went. You also befriended George and Nick, slowly becoming an honorary member of the Dream Team. Of course viewers who weren't fans of the ever popular Dream x George ship usually became Y/N x Dream shippers. Clay would egg on both types of shippers, just furthering your crush on him more.

George:

     As Tubbo's older sister, you were usually put in charge of Toby and Lani, especially this time. While you were on Holiday Break from college, Toby was begging to meet up with his streamer friends in Brighton. Your parents only agreed to let him go if you would accompany him, but luckily for Tubbo you didn't have any other plans.

     "You owe me one kiddo," you sighed, arriving at the Airbnb after a three hour drive. Tubbo nodded and hopped out of the car, dragging in his luggage before you could remind him of the rules.

     "Ugh, children," you joked to yourself, not expecting someone to chuckle behind you. You whipped around to see a tallish man with clout goggles on his head, holding his hand out expectantly.

     "You must be Y/N, Tubbo's older sibling. I'm George, one of his internet friends." You took his hand and shook it politely, letting him take your bags from you like a gentleman.

     "Gorgeous," George whispered under his breath as you walked away.

Sapnap:

     Surprisingly, you and Nick first met at a bar. It was a Saturday night, which meant it was packed in there. You first noticed him with two other guys, but they split off to dance. Finding the man left alone quite attractive, you decided to walk over and strike up a conversation.

"Why hello there, loner boy," you teased, watching him flush red and choke a little bit on his beer.

"H-hello," he replied, eyes wide as he seemed to once-over you before again meeting your gaze.

The two of you spent the night getting to know each other and eventually dancing, ending the night with a drunken kiss and a phone number exchange.

Jschlatt:

     You were waitressing at one of the more popular cafes in Manhattan when a very handsome man with Wolverine-style chops walked in. You froze and your coworker noticed, nudging you towards the table he and his friends sat at.

"Hello, what can I get you all to drink?" Most of them ordered coffee of some fashion, until it got to the man you had admired.

"What do you recommend gorgeous?" he asked, causing "oooh"s to go around the table.

"Well, um, our s-sangrias are delicious," you stutter out, blushing at the nickname.

"Alcohol in the morning, that's my kind of person!" he chuckled, nodding as to order that.

"I, um, I'll be back in a flash to get your orders." You flushed red as a hand lightly grabbed your wrist as you turned to go.

"Could I also get your number to-go?"

Nihachu:

     Actually, you and Niki met through Mr. Wilbur Soot himself. Niki was visiting, and, knowing of your crush on her, decided to invite you over to meet her. You panicked for hours, trying to decide between outfits and practicing what to say to her. After finally reaching Wilbur's apartment, you went up and knocked on the door. Of course, since Wilbur knew who it was, he asked Niki to open the door for you.

"Hello!" she greeted, leaving you shocked, as you expected a 6'5 British man to be opening the door and not a sweet shorter German girl.

"Uh, h-hi, my name is Y/N, it's, well, it's nice to meet you," you stuttered, making Niki giggle at your nervousness.

"It's nice to meet you too, Ich denke dass du süß bist." (I think you're cute)

[j10kkuno]

i’m not ready for the whole tina slander that’s about to pop off. I already saw ppl saying “didn’t you just come out of a rs?” and started slandering her for being a clout chaser. I really don’t wanna read anything like she’s trying to get with karl or even corpse. ppl in twitter were already like “ooof she flirts with karl and 5up” ugh i’m not ready

Literally all of this. I was so frustrated because as soon as the breakup was announced people started calling her a clout chaser and stuff and I really appreciate Lily for going out and defending her right away because she wouldn’t do that if she wasn’t genuine and I legit saw someone arguing as “We have the right to assume about their lives.” Just because they live in the public eye doesn’t give you any right to make any assumptions about their life. Like sometimes, people just break up and it just hurts them both and it just sucks. And it’s their personal life. 

Wait, that reminds me of I saw someone on Twitter was blaming Sykkuno or something because he “hits on Tina” and like what. the. fuck. Sykkuno doesn’t hit on Tina. Like, they have such siblings vibes and how can you even misconstruct them as flirty? I saw the Karl stuff, not the 5up stuff though. It’s beyond disrespectful to everyone involved. 

(Reminds me of when some guy was atting Brooke’s bf and claiming Brooke was cheating on him with Corpse. People are so crazy sometimes. Like, their relationships are none of your business)