#after all these years hes still my phone wallpaper and i still have my plushie of him on my bedside table

[the-incredible-auraa]

happy birthday to my first love

[wambsgansshoelaces]

Could you maybe do a headcanon on succession S/O who still sleep with a stuffed animal? 😭

remember the stuffed animal I won in vegas that I named jeremey? he’s in bed with me every night LOL

thank you for requesting anon, I love you very much <3 I hope you love it!! I think this is my favorite headcanon drabble I’ve written :) enjoy xx

stuffed animal (succession main cast)

Kendall

ᝰ when you first move in, your stuffie makes its presence known on the bed you and ken share

ᝰ ken obsessively makes the bed every morning

ᝰ so he comes back from work and sees the stuffie perched on top of the folded back duvet

ᝰ “who’s this?” he asks, climbing onto the couch next to you

ᝰ you notice your stuffie cradled in his arms

ᝰ he leans into you and holds it out in front of you both

ᝰ you tell him the plushie’s name

ᝰ and you talk about how you’ve just always had it

ᝰ and it helps you when it’s around

ᝰ he pats the thing on the head

ᝰ you both settle into living with each other

ᝰ it’s the happiest you’ve ever been

ᝰ and as the years go by, you get engaged, then married

ᝰ and your collection of stuffed animals grows and grows

ᝰ whenever he leaves you for more than a day at a time, he comes back home with a stuffed animal for you

ᝰ among other things, anyway

ᝰ and years and years later, when he has your kids cradled in his lap, he tells them the story of each and every plushie in the house

ᝰ because he remembers them all

ᝰ the first one that came with you, and then every single one he bought you after it

Roman

ᝰ at first he thinks it’s weird

ᝰ and he makes fun of you

ᝰ but he doesn’t actually think of you any differently

ᝰ “it’s an emotional support thing, ro.”

ᝰ and he gets that

ᝰ he doesn’t actually mean anything mean that he says

ᝰ honestly he isn’t even mean about it

ᝰ he loves you very much; he just takes every opportunity to tease you

ᝰ one night, though, you come home from work really, really late

ᝰ roman’s already snoring softly in bed

ᝰ usually you both stay up for each other so you can fall asleep together, cuddled up

ᝰ but it’s so late you’d texted him earlier and urged him to go to bed

ᝰ reluctantly, you had

ᝰ you change, wash your face, brush your teeth

ᝰ you get into bed with him, doing your best to press up against him

ᝰ but then you realize he already has something in his arms

ᝰ it’s your little stuffie

ᝰ and he’s clutching it, nose buried in its head

ᝰ your heart warms

ᝰ you feel all warm and fuzzy watching him like this

ᝰ so of course you get your phone and take a picture

ᝰ it’s your wallpaper for the foreseeable future

ᝰ the next morning, when you have to leave for work, you make your way to his home office to say goodbye

ᝰ he gives you a kiss

ᝰ and you notice his new best friend perched in his lap

ᝰ it’s no longer your stuffie, it’s his

Shiv

ᝰ she never really said anything about it

ᝰ she doesn’t really *think anything about it

ᝰ it’s not like it interferes with your relationship

ᝰ she knows it relaxes you

ᝰ so one day she comes home with a stuffed animal of her own

ᝰ “it’s cute,” you tell her as she sits in bed with you that evening

ᝰ “i thought yours could use a friend.”

ᝰ she kisses your cheek

ᝰ “i also just want to know what it’s like,” she admits, holding it to her stomach

ᝰ you laugh

ᝰ now it’s a cute thing between the two of you

ᝰ even on work trips, your two plushies sit waiting for you on the hotel bed

ᝰ side by side, attached at the hip at this point

ᝰ just like you and her are

ᝰ most of the time, neither of you are really using the stuffies

ᝰ you’re just cuddling each other

ᝰ sometimes with one caught between you two

ᝰ but most of the time they kind of just sit with you

ᝰ but you have no complaints

ᝰ even when you and her are old and wrinkly, and the plushies don’t sit in bed with you, they’re proudly displayed side by side on top of one of your dressers

ᝰ it’s a running gag in your relationship

ᝰ but it’s not even a gag

ᝰ because you both love the stuffies dearly

ᝰ because they remind you of your other half

Tom

ᝰ he thinks it’s cute

ᝰ he thinks you’re cute

ᝰ when he first sees it, despite whether it has a name or not, he tells you it looks like a “mr. cheezit”

ᝰ “how can anyone look like a ‘mr. cheezit’?” you ask him

ᝰ he shrugs

ᝰ “he just does. why do you have him, anyway?”

ᝰ “i dunno. he helps me sleep.”

ᝰ he nudges your hip with his

ᝰ “you need another man to sleep?” he asks teasingly

ᝰ now he has a personal vendetta against mr. cheezit

ᝰ not really

ᝰ but it’s really funny

ᝰ the two of you are laying in bed together one morning, having a lazy day in

ᝰ he has an arm around you, his hand stroking up and down your back

ᝰ in your sleep, mr. cheezit had ended up on tom’s side of the bed

ᝰ when he notices, he scoffs

ᝰ “this guy again,” he murmurs to you, “i can’t get rid of him.”

ᝰ you laugh

ᝰ tom kisses absentmindedly at your brow

ᝰ “i’m being serious! he’s trying to steal you from me, i know it,” he says faux-seriously

ᝰ “i wouldn’t leave you, tom.”

ᝰ “he’s going to try and kill me one day, just wait.”

ᝰ obviously, he doesn’t

ᝰ mr. cheezit is the first stuffed animal your firstborn gets

Greg

ᝰ doesn’t really care when your stuffie joins you both when you go to bed

ᝰ he literally has a closet of all his childhood stuffed animals

ᝰ and is emotionally attached to all of them

ᝰ “my mom keeps trying to convince me to get rid of them, but i just physically can’t,” he tells you

ᝰ so now all the stuffed animals are on rotation

ᝰ a different one is with you both each night

ᝰ sometimes before you fall asleep, greg’ll tell you about how he got the night’s stuffie

ᝰ most of the time it was from an arcade

ᝰ he tells you about how he’s always wanted those giant stuffed animals they only put as prizes for the rigged games

ᝰ so while you don’t think you’ll ever be able to actually win one from a game, you can get one off amazon

ᝰ the next day, you surprise him with a massive squishmallow

ᝰ “i think i’m going to die,” he says seriously

ᝰ he gives you a sweet kiss in thanks

ᝰ instead of your pillows, now you sleep on the squishmallow

ᝰ it honestly feels much better

ᝰ like your sleep is always heavenly

ᝰ farther down the line, after you both get married and you move, greg tells you he thinks it’s time to get rid of some of the stuffies

ᝰ obviously he doesn’t even THINK of getting rid of your favorites

ᝰ so instead he gives a bunch of the ones who’ve been collecting dust a good wash and asks you to help donate them

ᝰ you end up going to a children’s hospital together and giving them all away

ᝰ the two of you end up making it tradition

ᝰ every year, you organize a toy drive for the local hospitals

ᝰ you wouldn’t have it any other way

Stewy

ᝰ he thinks you’re adorable

ᝰ “sweet, someone new to sleep with.”

ᝰ you smack him lightly on the chest

ᝰ he chops you in the side

ᝰ you both dissolve into a fit of giggles, holding on to each other

ᝰ one morning, you and him are curled up together in bed

ᝰ he’s scratching at the nape of your neck, playing with your hair

ᝰ he has the stuffed animal held to his chest in a vice grip with his other arm

ᝰ you kiss his chest, falling in and out of consciousness

ᝰ you have to leave home and go on a business trip a few days later

ᝰ if he could, he’d quit his job and just come with you

ᝰ but you’d managed to convince him not to, thankfully

ᝰ the kiss goodbye is long, soft, loving

ᝰ he presses a million kisses to your crown before you’re gone

ᝰ you text nonstop

ᝰ he makes sure you eat, drink water, that you stay in safe places

ᝰ he also sends you a bazillion photos throughout his day

ᝰ there’s even a series of him taking your stuffie around new york

ᝰ your favorite is the selfie of stewy and your stuffed animal cuddled together in bed

ᝰ one night, you’re both on the phone

ᝰ “you know, i can’t sleep without it when you’re gone.”

ᝰ referring to the stuffed animal

ᝰ “really? why not, stew?”

ᝰ “it smells like you.”

[zhanyes]

Tianshan dating headcannons because i also love these two dumbasses too

Also dedicated to @el-mundo-real who requested tianshan headcannons 🖤

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- Literally no one knows whether they’re dating or not. Not even themselves because they don’t talk about it

- Jian yi thinks they’re dating already and Zhengxi says they’re still getting there (somehow they’re both right) and they make a bet

- He tian likes staying over at Mo’s and he’s gotten pretty close to mama Mo

- Mama Mo teaches him how to knit !! He tried to knit a scarf for Mo but it came out a little messy and tangled. Mo still wears it anyway saying it’s a waste of yarn if not used (He’s actually really touched)

- He eats dinner there about 5 times a week and sleeps over thrice a week. He’s a permanent fixture in the house now, he has his own plate and mug, utensils, toothbrush, a spare key, and more than half of his closet migrated to Mo’s closet

- Sometimes Mo “accidentally” wears He tian’s sweaters and He tian dies a little bit every time

- Sometimes He tian deliberately wears Mo’s clothes and it’s always tighter and a bit shorter on his body so when he moves his arms the shirt rides up. Mo guanshan shouts at him to change and to stop contaminating his clothes but his ears are red anyway

- They bicker A LOT. Over the smallest things because He tian loves riling him up and Mo gets riled up too easily

He tian, for the 7th time in 5 minutes: “What does this thing do?”

Mo guanshan, losing his mind: “THAT’S A FUCKING MICROWAVE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK IT DO?!”

- There are times when homicide is the best option

Mo Guanshan: “I acknowledge that I can be mean sometimes-”

He tian, in the bathtub: “Sometimes?”

Mo Guanshan: “Shut the fuck up. So I brought you a bath bomb as a peace offering.”

He tian: “That’s a fucking toaster.”

Mo guanshan: “Exactly. A bath bomb.”

- Contrary to what his actions say, Mo guanshan is actually relieved that He tian spends most of his time in their apartment. He tian never told him but he can see how lonely the other teenager is

- Mo guanshan tries to teach He tian chores because He tian knows nothing about cleaning or doing everyday things

Mo guanshan: “How the fuck do you not know how to wash dishes where the hell do you eat?!”

He tian, drinking milk straight out the carton: “Obviously on plates, Momo. I just throw them away after.”

Mo guanshan, sputtering: “WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU THROW OUT PLATES?!”

- The first and only recipe that He tian managed to cook successfully is instant noodles with boiled egg that’s not quite cooked enough. Sometimes he brings Mo noodles as breakfast in bed and he looks so proud of it Mo has a hard time saying that the noodles are overcooked and that noodles aren’t exactly breakfast food (he eats it anyway)

- Mo sometimes, only sometimes, brings He tian grocery shopping because he needs to learn how to buy food for himself. Somehow He tian always ends up in the miscellaneous section where he has a pack of ballpens he’ll never use, 2 journals he’ll also never use, a couple of scented candles, various dog clothes and leashes for the dog he doesn’t have, a couple’s mug, and a vase in his cart

- He tian stopped trying to barge into Mo guanshan’s bed and sleeps on the futon on the floor beside it. It’s not the most comfortable and he had a hard time sleeping on it at first but he likes being in Mo’s company even while sleeping

- Sometimes Mo would move in his sleep and leave his arm dangling on the side of the bed, He tian grabs it of course and Mo wakes up to sweaty palms. He still leaves it for a few moments before harshly slapping away He tian’s hand

- Mo’s hands aren’t smooth at all because of working all the time and practicing the guitar but He tian loves them all the same. He likes to feel the contrast in textures with his slightly smoother hands

- He tian has a thousand pictures of Mo guanshan sleeping in various angles and poses. He has his favorites framed and keeps it on his bedside table in his apartment so when he’s sleeping there he still feels like they’re sleeping together

- Mo guanshan has a few of He tian sleeping but he swears up and down that he'll never do anything as disgusting as that. He makes one of them his wallpaper.

- Sometimes when they don’t feel like sleeping yet they stay up talking and arguing about random things

Mo guanshan: “Why would aliens be in space? The ocean is definitely the way to go.”

He tian: “But why would they be in the ocean? They’ll drown.”

Mo guanshan: “They’re aliens maybe they have gills or some shit.”

He tian: “I’m telling you they’re not in the ocean, Mo.”

Mo guanshan: “And I’m telling you you’re wrong, bastard.”

- On rare days they would stay up talking about their pasts and about life in general, with the lights closed and the only source of light is the moonlights from the window

- One of these nights, Mo told He tian about what happened to his dad and their restaurant, why they’re in so much debt over it and He tian holds Mo’s hand tightly throughout

- He knew better than to say that he could pay for that debt so Mo doesn’t need to worry anymore (He still says it anyway and Mo blew a fuse) but he swore to help Mo through other means

- The next day he orders a whole carton of mangoes, apples and peaches in his apartment and learns how to peel properly through youtube and Zhengxi

- He goes to Mo’s part time job in the grocery and helps him peel fruits, Mo guanshan doesn’t mention anything when he notices the bandaids on the other’s hands but he does cook him beef stew for dinner

- As expected He tian’s presence brings more customers and the manager asks if he wants to work there permanently but he said he’s only working for Mo so the manager can give Mo a raise instead

- Once, Mo got sick so he missed his part time job for the day (He was supposed to give away flyers on the streets) and got extra pissy because He tian didn’t visit him and wouldn’t answer his phone 

- Apparently He tian took over his job for the day and he only finds out when he goes to the manager and the manager asks when his ‘boyfriend’ can come back to work again because the customers love him

- He tian almost never talks about himself but once he talked about the puppy who disappeared after he saves it and then found out that it’s still alive after all these years

- Mo keeps quiet about it the whole time he was talking and the next few days he takes time to knit a small dog plushie and leaves it on He tian’s futon

- He tian didn’t cry, he didn’t (he did), but he hugged Mo and whispered a sincere thank you. For once, Mo lets it happen

- Mo quickly regrets his decision when He tian names the plushie “Chicken sandwich”

- He tian brings Mo in a lot of not-dates (according to Mo) like arcades, ocean parks, festivals, and fairs because he didn’t get to go as a kid and he wants to experience it for the first time with Mo

- They get crazy competitive in every game. Every. Single. One. If it’s a co-op shooting game they would compete on who kills the most enemies, if it’s a harmless crane game it becomes a competition of who can get the most plushies

- They both each have a photobooth strip. Mo keeps his as a bookmarker in a journal, and He tian has his in the back of his phone.

- They go on a double not-date with Jian yi and Zhengxi and it ends up in almost getting chased by a police car at 2 am in pokemon onesies and holding a bag of chips 

- Sometimes Mo would visit his dad in prison and just rant to him about He tian

Mo guanshan: “The nerve of that guy to do something like that in front of a teacher urgh.”

Papa Mo: “Your boyfriend sounds like a fun guy, son. I want to meet him soon.”

Mo guanshan: “BO-BOYFRIEND?!”

Papa Mo: “Yes???”

Mo guanshan: “No??? That bastard isn’t my boyfriend??”

Papa Mo: “Are you sure about that?”

Mo guanshan: “...Yes?”

- Enter gay panique because he doesn’t actually know whether He tian is his boyfriend or not

- They don’t call each other boyfriends and they never talked about it so no??? But they’re also not just friends so maybe??? Do they go on dates?? Can grocery trips be considered dates??

- He rings up Jian yi and the blonde just laughed for 5 minutes straight without stopping and he wonders how he’s still breathing

Mo Guanshan, after hearing Jian yi laughing for 5 minutes: “Are you fucking done?”

Jian yi, trying to catch his breath: “Man this is some top-tier entertainment.”

Mo guanshan: “WELL?!”

Jian yi: “Look bro literally no one knows whether you’re dating, fucking, planning each other’s murder OR planning a murder together.”

Mo guanshan: “What if it’s all of the above?”

Jian yi: “Then congratulations…? Please don’t murder me?”

Mo guanshan: “Urgh you’re fucking useless I should have called Zhengxi.”

Jian yi: “Wait don’t, I don’t wanna lose the bet. How about this, there’s a festival upcoming for couples and families, if He tian asks you then you’re probably, maybe, dating?”

Mo guanshan: “That’s stupid. AND WHAT BET?!”

Jian yi: “Ah woops gotta water my dog.”

- Mo tells himself that it’s stupid and there’s no way he’s falling for that...but he feels disappointed anyway when He tian doesn’t ask him the following days

- He tian asks on the last day before the festival, but he asks mama Mo first and Mo guanshan second cuz he wants to celebrate with both of them. He confessed that he’s never actually went to a festival with a family before so he was trying to build up courage to ask

- Mo guanshan is an absolute goner after that

- On the day of the festival, they find Zhanyi there on a date but decide to leave them alone. While they were leaving Jian yi kept throwing Mo guanshan so much winks that Zhengxi thought he got something in his eye

- The festival was fun but Mo couldn’t take his eyes off how happy and content He tian looks

- Queue cliche fireworks scene but it’s He tian being amazed by the fireworks and Mo looking mesmerized at him thinking, “Ah, I want him to look at me like that.”

- The next day, he drags He tian to visit his dad in jail

Papa mo: “Oh this is a surprise, you’ve never brought someone before?”

He tian, trying to introduce himself: “Hello, sir. I’m He tian, Mo guanshan’s fri-”

Mo guanshan, cuts him off: “Boyfriend. He’s my boyfriend, dad.”

He tian:

[creativeashproductions]

Reluctant Vacation // Charlie Gillespie

Summary: The niece of the infamous Kenny Ortega had its advantages and disadvantages, you received insight on his projects but felt guilty saying no. Kenny seeing the exhaustion pulling you down invites to the set of Julie and the Phantoms where you rediscover your love with the field.

Warning: Swearing and fluff.

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The sigh came from deep in your chest wanting to drop to the floor for an exhaustion induced nap, but an airport wasn’t the best place. Large sunglasses obscured people from seeing the deep bags under your eyes on the way to the film lot. It was coming full circle, the change different from the frantic schedule you had had recently. When Kenny called you hadn’t hesitated in packing and buying a ticket.

“Miss Y/L/N?” The voice pulled you from your thoughts as a man holding a card with your name displayed. He was of Puerto Rican descendent with a young girl beside him with similar features, “I’m Ricardo. This is my daughter Madison.”

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m-“

“Y/N Y/L/N.” Madison supplied with a beaming grin on her face having recognized you from your role as Sabrina in The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina along with movies.

All you could do was send a fragile smile in response after a long sleepless flight to Canada.

Madison’s eyes saddened at the exhaustion you carried, “I can fangirl later. You looked really tired.”

“Kenny saw and asked me to come over the guise of help, but he knows I need a break. He’s lucky I don’t need to be on set for a few weeks.” You replied, covering a yawn as you found yourself at a car, the walk a blur.

Unintentionally you found yourself asleep in the backseat the moment you settled back there for the drive. You had filmed in Vancouver before, so it wasn’t a huge deal, and the Reyes’ duo didn’t have the heart to wake you up.

“We’re here,” Madison whispered with the back-car door opened. Your eyelids fluttering at her voice, giving Madison a closer look at your face.

Walking on set, you saw Kenny giving one of his pep talks before he cut himself off at the sight of you. The actors surrounding him furrowed their brows as the legendary director power walked to a person concealed behind Mads.

“Sweetheart.” Kenny beamed, pulling his niece in for a hug before leaning back to scan her features, “You need a nap.”

“I need to meet your new cast.” You snickered stepping around the man to the three actors he had abandoned to see you. You found amusement in their widening eyes at the sight of the Y/N walking to them.

“Oh, my shit.” Owen gasped freaking out as the actress co-starring in the new Spider-Man trilogy came closer.

Last night Owen, Charlie and Jeremy had hosted a movie night in the rented apartment the first two rented. They had quickly made their way through Captain America: Civil War before watching the following movies with Spider-Man. You had a cameo in Captain America: Civil War before becoming a star in Homecoming and Far From Home.

“We manifested her.” Charlie hissed frantically fixing his set costume growing a blush at the smile you wore. He could feel the hair stylist on standby glaring at his tousled locks.

The girl in question came to a stop before the three guys portraying the phantoms of the show in the second season. You couldn’t help but chuckle at the expressions each one of them had.

“Hello.” You greeted flattered when the tall blonde one turned a blossom pink at the voice of an angel. Charlie and Owen had developed celebrity crushes on you.

In revenge, Tori, a returning choreographer and background character, saw Charlie’s expression along with a familiar girl. After filming season one ended the previous year you had stopped by during the filming process of CAOS to catch up with Kenny. Tori had been there and you two became friends.

“Hey!” Tori grinned, pulling you into a hug, “These three binged your MCU movies last night, and Charlie’s wallpaper is you.”

“Tori!”

“This is what you get for telling Booboo about the poster!” Tori called to the Canadian boy jogging out his area. Charlie’s cheek darkened more than Owen’s as your smile grew bigger.

“No worries Ghost. Luke definitely my favourite character and gotta say you should have been on Charmed more than two episodes.” You supplied walking backwards to Kenny once more yearning for a night’s rest after the flight.

“Holy shit.” Charlie choked smacking Jeremy’s arm repeatedly, “She knows me. Oh, oh, OH. She’s seen me-“

 “-Getting it on for a scene.” Jeremy snickered as his friend grew more and more flustered, “That was tame compared to her and Tom going at it.”

Charlie’s face dropped being reminded of the explicit scene you had done with Tom Holland in the movie that came out near the end of 2020. The Devil All the Time was the only film out of the MCU you had done with Tom. You had played the promiscuous daughter of a devout, loyal churchgoer and close friend of the preacher.

“Didn’t they date for a few months?” Owen questioned thinking back to the media mayhem during the virtual press for the film.

Owen was correct with the chemistry between you and Tom it was natural you would do interviews together via shared video chats. Charlie watched every single one that came out with interest. He hadn’t even expected the film to do so dark and explicit, but you had a natural talent.

“English, handsome, actor-“ Charlie started to list off on the English actor with a far more extensive list of credits. Charlie felt like a Canadian child in the city of Los Angeles compared to your leading man.

“-runs a charity with his family.” Jeremy continued raising one eyebrow, “At least he isn’t tall. You’d be fully screwed.”

Charlie shoved his teasing friends away with a smirk of his own as the trio continued on to the film. Charlie put his feelings on the back burner to focus on the storyline and emotions of the scene.

“Spider-Man Three baby!” The English accent shouted from the phone with only an ocean separating the two actors. Tom hadn’t even greeted you before screaming at the news you both received; despite the scripts from a few weeks prior the sequel had fully been greenlighted

Your head tossed back at the childlike glee on the older adult, clearly displaying the two years really mean he was two years old. After meeting on the set of Civil War along with Harrison, you had become friends. Followed with the following MCU appearances, it had been a surprise to be cast in Devil All the Time.

“Insane.” You started making your way through the set to where Kenny had texted you from. It was closing to the end of your vacation.

In the few weeks, you had reconnected with Tori on her breaks along with becoming good friends with the cast members. Something clicked between you and the core four of the show even if Madison sometimes still got starstruck.

“Did you read the script?” Tom questioned quirking his infamous eyebrow his fans wholly adored. You found it amusing, to be honest, that every character he portrayed had the same eyebrow.

“Not fully. I’m surrounded by people, and unlike you, I prefer not to jeopardize my career with marvel.” You teased glancing up as Charlie and Owen made their way over, “I’ll be flying out in a few days for filming.”

Tom nodded his head, “I got get back. Jacob and Haz are visiting. Remember to film the announcement! Bye Love!”

You gave a thumbs up before Tom ended the facetime glancing up at the duo who each raised their eyebrows. Charlie’s mask nearly breaking at Tom’s goodbye. Charlie could feel the cover of his feelings falling more and more each day.

“Announcement?” Owen questioned, slipping his jacket on over his shoulders having changed from his Alex outfit.

“Nothing.” You waved it off, starting to walk backwards with a smile that Charlie thought made your eyes shine brighter than stars.

The boys followed behind on the walk to the house Jeremy and Carolynn had decided to rent during filming. You had been crashing there as Jeremy didn’t want Carolynn to be alone with his filming schedule. It also gave the perfect place for your plan. Last few nights you had binged the marvel movies again ending with Far From Home.

The living room was decked out by Carolynn with your help from earlier as she was the only know that knew. Everyone settled in the living room with Mr Reyes there as well who had quickly become a father figure to you.

“So, I wanted everyone here for a reason. I’m sure you’ve noticed I’ve been reading a script and I have something to open.” You started thanking Jeremy as he brought in the package, he had no clue of the contents, “Now nobody says any spoilers for season two.”

You turned on the camera Paul Becker had supplied with a small smile having already filmed the opening sequence. You sat on the floor in the camera shot, opening the big box to hand out the smaller boxes to your friends. Charlie, Owen, Jeremy, Madison, Savannah, Booboo and every else glanced at the non-descript red box.

“Open them.” You urged grinning as the room went silent except for the tape ripping off the packages.

In each individual box was marvel themed candy, a plushie of Spider-Man along with signed cards from the Avengers actors and the MCU Spider-Man cast. At the very bottom, all it said was to look up at you. Instead of facing them with their looks of shock, you addressed the camera.

“Tom and I are so incredibly happy to announce that Spider-Man 3 is in the beginning process of filming.” You beamed at the camera listening to the intense noise of your friends screaming, “we can’t reveal anything else about the film, but the script is immaculate as usual. You’ll get to see Harper on the screen once more.”

“WHAT!” The collective scream behind you came as you waited a second before ending the video. You’d have to replay it before sending to marvel for the finishing touches with Tom’s version and then you could post it on Instagram.

“Surprise!” You spoke to the group behind you all in states of excitement, “You don’t know how much I’ve wanted to tell you guys! I got the script a few days before I came.”

“Holy shit.” Owen spoke, laughing at he shook his head, “You managed to get autographs from fucking Iron Man himself.”

“I got connections.” You snorted meeting the gaze of Charlie, “Nah, Downey’s kids came for a visit, and I kept them company. Downey offered to do anything, and I took the favour.”

The surprise wore off as the group mingled, but Charlie’s eyes stayed pinned to your form as you sent a message to Tom. Locking your phone to noticed his eyes.

“Hey Charlie.” You smiled, sitting on the couch next to him. His expressive eyes showing a silver screen of emotions you couldn’t quite decipher.

The corner of his mouth tilted up in response to the way his name rolled off your tongue, sending his heart stuttering. A cold sweat appearing when you grasped his hand in yours in a confident manner.

“So, you leave soon?” Charlie murmured moving closer to hear you among the chatter of the group. Your lips turned down for a split second as you felt the sadness of leaving.

It was refreshing to be on set without the demands of makeup, costumes, filming and choreography. To see the action and magic but not be part of it was a definite change you had needed desperately. But to leave Charlie hurt.

“My call time is in three days. Need to get ready to bring Harper Osbourne back to the big screen.” You replied, loosening your grip on his hand, “I don’t really want to go back. I’m gonna miss you…and everyone else of course.”

Unaware to the eyes watching in anticipation you and Charlie conversed further on the upcoming months. To the great disappointment of the house began to clear out, Owen for an early call time. Savannah was meeting with her brother, and Mr Reyes was taking Madison home.

It left Jeremy and Carolynn to retire to their bedroom while you stayed on the couch with Charlie for longer. The emotions building from the prior weeks, bubbling to the surface. Hearts thudding in their chest Charlie leaned in glancing at your lips; yours glancing at his.

Who moved first couldn’t be known, but as your lips brushed together just barely you felt grounded and peaceful. If he leaned closer, you wonder what the kiss would make you feel.

“I’d like to kiss you.” Charlie murmured startled at the confidence he had gained, “But before I do. Do you have something with Tom?”

“Other than onscreen chemistry? Absolutely nothing.” You spoke barely louder than a whisper to the boy that had become so much more than some actor.

He was Charlie. The goofy boy that put a smile on anyone’s face with an impromptu concert in the middle of a crowded street. He lived life to the fullest without any regrets. He was passionate about his work, music and the environment.

Those thoughts evaporated when lips met another pair of lips in what might be described as the best kiss ever. No fireworks felt as Wattpad would say, but instead, it was the heady warmth of hot chocolate on a cold day; a warm shower after a long stressful day. It was home and perfect.

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[creambunnie]

Day6 - Jae X Y/N fluff angst

ENJOY~~

your housemate!Jae was wrapped in his blanket while watching a movie. it was his day off and he planned to spend it wisely.

Jae sat up from his cosy spot when your name popped up on his phone screen.

From : my beloved housemate🤟🏼

-- hey Jae, i know it's your day off but do you mind going to the cafe with me? --

Jae smiled at the text and quickly unwrapped himself as he got ready.

To : my beloved housemate🤟🏼

-- anything for you. wait for me at the usual spot.--

you and Jae had been housemates for almost 2 years now. you guys knew each other good and bad , inside out.

he knew you didn't like disturbing him during his rest days, so Jae knew something was wrong when you asked him to hang out outside your house.

the two of you liked to have some sweet treats at a cafe nearby your apartment. it was a cosy place and not always crowded. a perfect place to shut off the busy streets.

"you okay?". Jae asked as soon as he arrived and went to your usual spot.

you just gave him a smile and waited for Jae to sit down. the two of you ordered your usuals, iced americano and iced caramel macchiato.

"i'm just so tired from work and needed some cooling,". you said softly .

Jae nodded in understandment and leaned back as the staff served your orders. the two of you chuckled and switched your cups.

no matter how many time you come here, the staff will never get the fact that you ordered iced americano while Jae ordered iced caramel macchiato . they would always serve the both of you the opposites.

"so... what happened?". Jae asked as he stirred his drink gently.

you sighed and took a sip of your americano.

"this boy, he always like to find trouble in my class. and today was the worst i tell you.".

you were a high school teacher. wasn't really your dream school but due to some circumstances, you just had to accept any job offers for now.

"he kept harrassing one of my girl students who was sitting in front of him during my lesson. the girl was obviously uncomfortable. as a teacher and a woman, of course i had to do something about it. i told him to stop but guess what he did.".

Jae frowned as he listened closely to your story.

"he freaking threw a pencil at my face. he then started shouting how girls shouldn't be at school and how women should just stay at home and shit. i wasn't having any of his bullshit so i shouted at him to stop and sit his ass down. ". you paused and took another sip of your caffeinated drink.

"and now i might be in some kind of trouble because that boy's father is one of the school's biggest contributor. ugh damn you rich people.". you slammed your face into your palms, too frustrated.

Jae frowned deeper at your situation and quickly took your hands into his and rubbed them gently to soothe you down.

"hey hey, why don't we go back home hmm? and we can talk about this all day and figure something out together.". Jae suggested.

you nodded and agreed before letting your housemate lead you to your shared apartment.

Jae asked you to get change and freshen up while he go prepare your bed for you.

you didn't have a choice but to follow what you were told to because you just too tired to argue and wanted to rest.

after a nice shower, you went to your bedroom and were welcomed by a neat bed and Jae. a coolness to the eyes really. Jae really was the best at making you feel home.

you lied down on your bed and patted the other side for Jae to lie down too. it was normal for the two of you to just hang at each other's room , especially yours, while admiring the constellations on your ceiling wallpaper.

"what do i do now Jaehyung? i might lose my job. i can't pay the rent and might have to move back with my parents.". you sighed as you confessed your worries.

Jae thought for a bit before answering you.

"you know what.. you did the right thing standing up for women , and i believe that everything happens for a reason. this may look like a downfall to you but who knows maybe another opportunity is waiting for you. and don't worry , if you ever have to go through any problems, i will always be ready to lend you a helping hand.".

his words comforted you. you really felt safe and secured with Jae.

"thank you Jae.. you really are the best.". you thanked him sincerely.

it was silent for a moment and all you could hear was your calm breathings. Jae's next words surprised you.

"can i... hug you now?".

sure being housemates made the both of you the best of friends. but you weren't really the type who likes skinships.

and obviously, it was kind of impossible to not fall for Jae. a man who have seen you at your best and worst and still stick next to you without you asking. he's the best man.

hence his simple question triggered different types of anxieties in you.

you sat up and tried to change the topic. "he--hey where's my favourite plushie?". you stuttered and reached for your your unicorn plushie before holding it tightly against your chest.

you were about to lie back down but stopped when you saw Jae's arm already stretched out on your side of the bed.

he grinned and nudged his head towards his arm, as if inviting you to fall into his long arm. you sighed and lied down on his arm anyways.

Jae straight away wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you towards his chest. Jae wrapped his other arm around you too and squealed softly.

"i've been waiting for this..." . Jae mumbled as he sniffed in your shampoo scent.

you relaxed in his arms as you listened to his fast heartbeat.

"i like you y/n. i know this might not be the right time to confess my feelings for you but i want you to know that i will always be here for you.". Jae softly whispered.

you sighed in relief against Jae's soft sweater and snuggled closer to his chest.

"thank you Jae. i... i like you too. ". right after you said that, Jae pulled away slightly and pecked your forehead.

"you're my girlfriend now then. not just housemate.". Jae cutely said like a middle schooler.

you chuckled at his statement and nodded your head, tickling his chin with your hair.

"now that i'm relieved, i really wanna rest. mind singing some lullaby for your gIrlFrieNd?". you teased.

Jae giggled and hugged you tighter. "anything for my girl.". he thought of a song and started singing softly a few seconds later.

I'm always speechless

whenever I see you

How my heart beats so

I can't even hide it

I can't pretend

You'll see all of it

It seems that I don't know what to say

but I don't want to say something obvious

Can't I show you ?

I want to pull out my heart

and show you everything

I don't know how to say it like that

I can't explain what it is

but it's here within me

ooooooohh~~

take a look at my heart

{ lunCHbox ft. ONEWE Yonghoon & Dongmyeong - Shape of Heart }

Jae pecked your forehead and lips for one last time before dozing off to sleep with you.

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a/n : soo i had a dream about Jae the other night and i can't help but to write a fluff about him. hope you guys enjoyed !

also, check out the song by ONEWE! "shape of heart" is a really cute song 🤧😍

[byeoltoyuki]

Sweeter than Sweet ⇾ KNJ

↳Pairing : You x Namjoon

Genre : Fluff /  drabble

Words: +1000

Summary : Namjoon being the perfect, clumsy dad.

Your driver was waiting for you patiently at the arrivals terminal, looking as calm and impassive as ever, wearing his expensive black suit and black glasses –which were absolutely unneeded at past nine in the evening but it was his habits and it didn’t surprise you anymore. Quite the opposite. The moment you spotted the familiar face, a tired smile grew on your lips as you approached him.

“Hi Hyuk.”

“Good evening. How was your flight?” Hyuk, despite all the years of service stayed as polite as ever, no matter how many times  you or Namjoon insisted on him being opened to them, he still refused. If at first it bothered you, you gave up with time, accepting that there was nothing you could do to change his mind.

“Long.” You sighed. The flight from Tokyo wasn’t long on itself but add to the equation three hours delay and it changed everything.

“You’re almost home. They have been waiting.”

“On a scale of one to ten, how noisy were they?”

Hyuk’s face turned suddenly blank and a tiny bit white which gave you the answer you needed. You giggled as you patted his back in understanding. “I’m sorry. I know how terrible the twins can get.”

“I wouldn’t worry about the twins.” Hyuk admitted. He took the handle of your suitcase and led the way. “Namjoon though. Don’t leave him again for that long.”

“That bad huh?” But you laughed, imagining just how annoying and probably embarrassing Namjoon was. “What did he make you do this time?”

Hyuk stopped at the car, put the suitcase in the trunk and then opened the door for you, halting for a second and then his face twisted almost in pain. “I’d love not to be asked at one in the morning to drive to the closest store to get ice cream.”

“Ice cream? At one in the morning?!” You chocked on your own words before groaning in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry.” But Hyuk only shook his head, unbothered. You realized that it wasn’t by far the weirdest request Namjoon had ever made.

You got inside the car, sighing loudly at the idea of having a ‘nice’ talk with Namjoon about bothering Hyuk so late and about giving into the twins’ unreasonable wishes.

You were out of the country for only three days but it felt like an eternity. Three days away from your family, three days away from your husband and from your two princesses. It was long and you had to resist the urge to go back home. It was the first time ever since the twins were born that you parted  with them. You thought it would be easier, after all they were four years old  but you couldn’t help but worry and miss them.

Namjoon, however, seemed to know your turmoil better than you expected. Without needing to ask him, he sent you every now and then messages and photos of them and how they busied themselves  while you were away–mainly consisted on Namjoon braiding their hairs, playing with paints and many other activities that would leave your place in a mess. You would laugh at their silliness but your heart would melt into puddles at how patient and cute and sweet Namjoon were with the girls.

You glanced at your phone, there was still no message from Namjoon. As soon as you had landed you had texted him, too excited but without a word from his side in return. Not like you minded, guessing that he was probably busy with the girls. You smiled at the thought and instead of putting your phone back in your bag, your eyes lingered on the photo in the background. It was a picture of Namjoon with Yura and Mina which reminded you of one particular moment when they were born.

4 years ago,

Namjoon had been hovering over you and the twins for the past five minutes,  his eyes filled with nothing more than pure fondness and love. Yura and Mina were born for less than twenty four hours but they had completely bewitched Namjoon and you swore he had completely forgotten about you –not like you minded.

“You’re so beautiful.” Namjoon muttered, his eyes never leaving your bed where Yura and Mina laid beside you. The girls had been lively for the past twenty minutes, wiggling their tiny arms and feet, capturing both of your hearts with their cuteness. “Without a doubt, this is our most beautiful creation.”

You looked at him and smiled; Namjoon’s eyes were teary and he couldn’t find his love and fondness. After five years of knowing him it was only the third time you saw him so emotional and every time it melted your heart.

“Come here, big boy.” You cooed at him, stretching your arm towards him urging him to get closer.

Namjoon got closer to the bed but still kept a distance, too scared to sit on your bed, too scared to hurt the babies. You rolled your eyes at him, knowing exactly what was going on in his pretty head.

“Don’t you want to hold them?”

“I do. But” Namjoon hesitated, his eyes darting back and fourth between your girls and you. “They’re so tiny. I’m scared to hurt them.”

“Oh Joonie.” You straightened up in your bed, wincing a little at your soreness, before reaching for him. You stroked his cheek and leaned into your touch, enjoying the moment.

“I’m scared.” Namjoon admitted, staring back at you, “What if I drop them? They’re so tiny and my hands are so shaky.”

You perfectly understood his fears; Namjoon was the clumsiest person you have ever met but you trusted him and knew that he would never hurt them.

“Come on, babe.” You lifted gently Yura from your bed and put her in his arms.

“Y/N!” He protested, wanting to withdraw his arms but you didn’t let him. “I-“

“Don’t worry.”

Yura wiggled her arms, trying to reach for Namjoon’s face but then, since it seemed like a rather exhausting task, she yawned. Namjoon stood up and walked aimlessly around your room, pressing the baby a little more against his chest, completely captivated and you couldn’t blame him.

He leaned over Yura and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before his eyes fell back on you. There were no words to describe how he felt or what he wanted to tell you, he was completely overwhelmed with joy, with love, with passion and so much more, and yet his eyes conveyed his feelings and you only smiled and nodded your head.

“I know. I love you too.”

*****

By the time you got home, it was past ten. You were tired and sleepy but still excited to see your husband and your little princesses. You let your suitcase in the hall but got rid of your jacket and your bag on your way to the living room.

“Joonie?” You called for him trying not to be loud in case the girls had already fallen asleep, which they should seeing the time.

But once again you had no answer. You frowned a little, surprised by the silence but surprised as well by the lack of light in your flat.  

And you understood quickly why.

The TV was still on but the sound was at its lowest. In the middle of the room, Namjoon had spread a huge and fluffy white blanket with a dozen of pillows and plushies scattered all around the place turning the floor of the room into a huge fluffy and soft bed. And there, in the middle, laid Namjoon, Yura and Mina laying beside him, their heads resting on his chest and he had his arms wrapped around them. The sight was beyond cute and fluffy and you just wanted to join them right on the floor and cuddle with them.

But you restrained yourself.

Instead, you tiptoed around the room, trying not to make any sound as you got closer to their improvised nest, your phone already out of your bag, ready to snap a photo worth a new wallpaper and probably a photo you would love to display at your work just to show the world what a sweet little family you had.

“Sweet.” You whispered fondly and pressed the button.

[lunartrashbin]

Drake X Female Reader (Plushies)

Remember that drawing of Drake with the plush? That was for this.

Also this came from my Wattpad in case you wanna know. And it a bit oldish soooo... Yeah.. Hope you like it :P

Feel free to give criticism as long as it's not rood™

Warning: Fluffly adorkable dino ahead(?)

Alsooriginallythoughtof @crapitskizaru whenwritingthisatfirstcuziknowshelovethedinosotagginghercuzwhynot

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People always say, "Calm down," or shit like, "Be more chill," or some other shit. And honestly? I feel like I'm perfectly fine and I'm always chill... Not. I can "be chill", but cross the line and test my patience and I might kill a bitch or two. Like always, only a few people get spared. Examples my parents obviously, my friends most of the time, people who are somehow surprisingly barrable, Law, Robin, etc, aaaaaand him.

No not that shit from PPG, sorry not sorry, but Mr. Shy Dino Boi.

Diez Drake.

Why is he shy? Two- three, four??? words. Women. And their bodies. Why he dino? Cuz I'm preeeetty sure he has an infatuation with them. Not like I'm jealous, or... anything...

So yeah, basically, I like mister I fall to the ground and have these random friggin hearts around me for some reason because I saw a girl's almost naked body. Trust me, it has happened.

Even to me.

But they were all accidents, he claims. In his first year, I think Zoro may have possibly possessed him in an unknown way cause somehow he ended up lost on the way tO THE MOTHERFUCKING MALE LOCKER ROOM. ITS NOT EVEN CONFUSING!!!!!!!! Yeaaaaah, he's still claimed to be a pervert for that. Just a few people. Not many, but just a small handful. Even though I'm pretty sure he only saw Nami. . . Lucky bitch... probably. Toootally not jealous. Totally.

As for me, since I get put in the friend zone, apparently he came to my house unannounced once, eventhoughapperentlyhesentamessage, and I juST HAPPENED TO BE CHANGING. Think someone said he had a nosebleed. Might have been my fault for not checking my phone. But it's not my fault he texted me the one time I don't have my phone on me.

Anyways, while I have been to his house/room before, and yes it's filled with Jurassic Park/World posters, today just takes the cake.

Because never before, have I seen that dino plush before. Yes, I know what I said. A DINO PLUSH.

And I just spirited away and died on the inside from the cuteness. Thank god he left for the restroom when I saw it on his bed. Cause I swear I'm pretty sure I squealed a bit. Luckily it was quiet, but iF HE WERE IN THE ROOM. HE WOULD QUESTION THE FUCK CAME FROM ME AND JUST STARE WITH THE CUTEST FUCKING FACE THAT ALWAYS QUESTIONS ME WHEN I DO WEIRD SHIT. And I'm pretty sure that's 95% of the time, most of them internal. The other 5% is filled if me questioning him, which, isn't alot... Oh god, hope he doesn't hate me when I do weird shit.

After dying from fangirling, which is a lot, I then slowly got curious as to who got it for him. Maybe even jealous. Or not. You readers will never know.

I mean- what.

Finally, after what felt like forever, he came back. "What took you so long?" I ask only to then see cookies in his hands.

"... Nevermind, you're excused. Now gimme the cookies ples."

He just gave me a small chuckle that melted my heart and handed me some yummy cookies, moving to sit on the edge of his bed.

I was at his desk, backwards on the chair while I nibbled on the (favorite flavor) cookie in silence. Sadly, I didn't notice his blush to the way I ate.

It was quiet for awhile until he cleared his throat to speak, and scratched the back of his neck, which I actually saw this time. Adorable.

"I-I hope you like them. I actually, made them myself." He muttered loud enough for me to hear. He had a small  but noticeable blush while averting his gaze and instead to the floor. I swear, it took everything NOT to just whip out my phone, take a picture,and set it as my wallpaper. So instead, I just died on the inside from his constant cuteness.

I hummed a little happy tune to signal I enjoyed them, but really, I just wanted to rant how amazing he and the cookies were.

Honestly, it didn't surprise me much since I already knew he lived alone. His mom was dead, and he had moved away from his abusive father, who I may or may not want to strangle if I ever met him. Luckily for his so called father, I haven't met him. Yet. Not sure if I wanna meet the asshole who made my crush suffer as a child.

After I finished my cookie, don't know how many I already ate, I spoke up.

"You know, I'm not really surprised, but what does surprise me is that it taste fucking amazing! ... Sorry, jsut saying." The adorable shy bastard chuckled again, even though he wasn't exactly fond of my cursing. But seriously, how many times is he gonna chuckle at my misfortunate life.

I grabbed another cookie while he grabbed the light green dinosaur plush and made his way over to me. Once next the the seat I was at, he started to lightly attack me with the plush, holding out the little arms to attack me. I'm pretty sure I was gonna die of a heart attack today.

"Noooo," I playfully yelped. "Not da cookies~" And we both lightly giggled. But his was more of a chuckle.

I went to lean back while shielding myself, but life decided to be a bitch and I went in to fall on the floor.

I'm not sure why, but I flapped my arms around like a lunatic for an unknown reason. My body probably thought it would help. But when I thought I was sure my head was gonna hurt like hell from the fall, my left arm gripped onto the arm of the chair.

Thankfully the impact never came. Somehow. . .

I open one of my previously shut eyes to see Drake looking a bit scared, a small roll of sweat currently rolling down his face. His hand had grabbed mine as his other hand went to grab my left pulling me up. Apparently he dropped the dinosaur plush on me, probably not wanting to drop the the lil cutie on the floor... Drake's still cuter. I took his hand and he pulled me upwards, bringing our faces closer.

We were both blushing messes by the time we pulled away and I had clinged to the dinosaur plush.

My eyes darted around the room, becAUSE I SWEAR I HEARD A GROWL SOMEWHERE.

"You should really be more careful (Y/n)." The worried yet flustered male spoke up as my eyes landed on him. When I sorta stared while he spoke, I could've sworn his blush grew a bit. God that's adorable.

"Don't worry I'm fine..." I mumbled clinging a bit more onto the plush T-Rex.

I turned around and set my feet on the floor to avoid that again when Drake suddenly picked me up. I turned my head to him as he set me on the bed and pried the plush from me, setting it near the pillows. When he did that, he laid his head on my chest and hugged me. I think my face was as hot as the sun by now.

"(Y-Y/n)?" God, his stutter, will be the death of me. I know he already stuttered earlier, but my God he's just too cute.

I hummed again in response because I'm pretty sure my throat was dry from the cuteness.

"I-I know this might be awkward for us, but I-I just want to let you know that I-I think I l-like you... I-it's fine if you don't like me back, but I just, wanted to let you know." He mumbled into my chest, his grip tightening around my waist.

What's hotter than the sun? Because that would describe my face perfectly right now. I'm pretty sure he felt my heart beat sooooo fuck it. I hugged him back and looked to see his face. He was just an adorable little tomato right now.

"(Y-Y-n)-"

"Shhhhh. Just, be quiet right now."

He lifted himself up closer to eye level, us still a red mess, but smiling.

"Just for the record, I like you too." My smile widened. "Also, you're adorable." His eyes widened as I brought myself closer and dozed off into my dreams.

[cassie-and-ren]

Even though no one asked for this and likely doesn’t care, I decided to make a list about the things I like about Mark, but that was WAY too long of a list so I narrowed it down to just a few things, thanks to the NCT 24hr live they’re having I have a ton of material to fangirl over and of course I’m going to write something at the end. Pics and gifs don’t belong to me  I don’t have much else to say so…!

Enjoy reading~

#1 Charisma

Honestly I had no clue what this meant on a person until very recently, but now that I do know I’m pretty sure I can just bunch this together with personality to, but also something like work ethic, and talents.

Personally I admire Mark’s work ethic since I don’t have one I also love his singing voice, though we don’t get to hear it very often. I think a part of that may be just because I normally like rappers singing voices Namjoon, Jooheon. I’ve already talked about how much I like his dancing and there’s no point to saying anymore than that.

I love his nose crinkle and now I’ve noticed that Mark plays with everyone’s ear, I think they all do that though it’s cute to see him so interested in something like that.

I also noticed on this short clip I watched on It’s dangerous beyond the blankets that Mark had a little stubble on his upper lip, I thought it was so cute for whatever reason.

Besides talents I think I really like his duality, how one second he can be as soft as a pile of plushies, speaking of plushies...

then the next he can ruin my life.

#2 Background

For the little bit that he tells us or that people find out, it was so cute to see that he wanted to be an author when he was younger. I aspire to be one as well and love writing likely more than my existence, it’s probably why I’m so impressed at anyone who writes their own lyrics. Knowing that he was a trainee for four years and that for the good part of his childhood he was experiencing a cultural difference pretty much without friends his age. That’s something I, and likely many others, can relate to.

Growing up as a military brat, I was never sure if I’d be leaving for somewhere so making friends was always a challenge, it’s why I don’t have friends now. It’s nice to know that you’re not the only person who has to deal with things like that! For that I thank Mark.

#3 Body

This probably sounds really weird, but I don’t know what else to name it. I just love his height, hair, face, etc… Really it’s just because I had this weird idea when I was younger that my significant other would be like seven foot and be the size of a door I don’t know either but I’m more realistic now and simply just like anyone with a good personality.

Though of course I still look at other things. *Unpopular opinion inbound* I liked Mark in limitless, even his outfit, but literally only the red one. Loved Jaehyun’s too

For some reason I love blonde, black and brown hair so Mark with it didn’t really look bad. I liked this

But this

you got me there.

My all time favorite hair for Mark is still his blonde but more like how he had it in the Snowball Project

i’m soft

Side note on this point is it me or do they always have Mark in like the worst/weirdest outfits?

tbh maybe they just go through a rotation of bad outfits for each member

#4 Eyes

I can’t really say so much, I love looking at his eyes. As weird as that sounds sometimes they have a doe like look to them that’s the most adorable thing to me. The best video they came out with last year for me was the JCC ep. 3 his eyes were the cutest things ever!

gif cr. to minhynug

So as weird as I am, here’s a little drabble about his eyes!

    “I don’t think we should watch another episode,” You clicked out of the full screen and Mark groaned as he stretched out beside you.

“But it’s not that late, maybe just one more?” You whined to Mark, he smiled and pinched your cheeks.

“Fine, but after that we need to go to bed.” Picking up your phone he saw the time, he suddenly chuckled showing you the phone. “You have me as your wallpaper?”

“What’s so bad about that? You have me as yours?”

“I thought you didn’t like doing that, I thought you were into that scenic wallpaper.”

“I was, but then I found this really cute picture of you with your cute doe eyes and I just had to.”

“Doe eyes?”

“Yeah, like a deer?”

“Oh, but my eyes don’t do that.” You gave Mark a look, “I’m serious they don’t!” You sighed taking your phone back.

“Look I have a ton of them saved on here, see?” You presented the pictures of Mark all with his “doe” eyes yet still he found no similarity. “Look I defend you when people say you’re stupid to make me wrong right now.”

“Okay, do you mean that my…” He gestures in a circle in his eyes.

“Pupils?”

“Yeah, that they get bigger or something?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“Then why not just say that?” You gave him another look.

“So what, say “I really like it when your eyes get big’?”

“Yeah! It’s to the point and I get it.” You sighed.

“Or maybe you can just learn what I’m saying.” He scoffed.

“You say a lot of weird stuff.”

“Like what?”

“You’re soft for someone, you stan the right group, we’re thots-”

“Okay, now I know you at least had to have heard that one before, besides I don’t say that stuff in a normal conversation, just when I’m talking you guys or some other group I like.”

“But what does that stuff mean?”

“Okay, before I explain anything, what about you? The wink, the look, our pants popped, you laugh at Lucas breathing. Like what the hell is the wink, Johnny winks the same all the time.”

“Okay, okay, but that’s different.”

“It’s the same. No one as any idea what that means expect for you just like me.”

“That’s not true, Johnny knew what I was talking about.” You sighed tired of the conversation because you knew he’d correct you until you were blue in the face.

“Mark it doesn’t even matter, let’s just watch this last episode.”

“Okay…” As it started to play you and Mark cuddled next to each other, but it wasn’t that far into it when mark spoke up again.

“I mean our pants would pop.” Even though you were laughing you were still annoyed by him trying to clarity anything.

“Oh. My. God.”

“Okay, I’m sorry.” Once more you both went quiet, until yet again mark spoke up.

“Okay, you know what forget the episode, we’re just gonna talk until you say I’m right.”

“Or until you say I’m right?” You loved Mark, but at the moment you couldn’t help but want to strangle him.

I honestly have no idea what this is but I had a lot of fun making it! Thanks for reading~

[rambling-at-midnight]

Rising Stars

A/N: Tom is 21 in this fic, you’re 19. All movies you’ve featured in are purely fictional and if they’re the names of real movies, ignore that.

Not in any way connected to ‘Protection’ but this was in my drafts so... Enjoy!

Tom sighs and rests his chin on his hand, staring boredly at the movie screen. He’s watching some movie with Haz and his brothers and frankly, he’s enjoyed some quite more than this one. However, Harrison seems to be enjoying the movie, so he’s at least pretending to be invested. It rather seems to be the same sort of story—girl meets boy, they fall in love, they have a fight, they kiss and make up. Along with some murder and guns, which is what Harrison is chuckling at.

Then the main character’s best friend comes onto the screen. Tom’s eyes widen. The girl is… absolutely gorgeous. She should’ve had the starring movie role instead of the supporting character, even if the main role is being played by a much bigger name than yours.

He can’t help but marvel at how well you play your character, who’s name is Maria. You never even think about breaking character, he can tell, or maybe you’re just acting like yourself. Either way, Tom’s in awe. How could someone this gorgeous be so talented? There’s gotta be something you can’t do, but at one point you have to sing karaoke with the main character and your voice is stunning. Nope, you’re perfect.

All too soon, the movie is over, ending with the two main characters getting together and being happy. Tom grunts unhappily. He’d have liked to see you one more time.

“Dude!” Harrison laughs. “You were drooling over Maria!”

Tom immediately blushes. “I was not!”

“You so were!” Sam chimes in, his nose crinkling with disgust. “I saw you when she was singing!”

“You guys are so annoying,” Tom grumbles and tries to discreetly wipe off his chin just in case there is something on there. Harrison snorts.“Maybe you’ll end up in a movie with her,” he suggests optimistically. Tom shakes his head. That could never happen��he’s a good enough actor, sure, but you’re fantastic.

“Her name’s Y/N Y/L/N. She’s nineteen years old, only recently started acting,” Harry says, reading off his phone screen. “She was in a movie called ‘Evanescence’, which is supposed to be really good.”

Tom makes a mental note of that before saying loudly, “You guys are being ridiculous. I thought she was pretty, but I’m not about to watch every movie she’s ever been in.”

Which is exactly what he does. You’ve only been in five: ‘Evanescence’; in which you were the main character and it’s about a girl who is unable to be remembered by anyone she doesn’t see after more than a few days ‘cuz at the end it’s revealed that you’re a ghost, ‘Idols’; which was your first movie, in which you played a more or less important supporting character in a society that entirely lives underground but you were only in that one for about twenty minutes, ‘Jade Necklaces’; a movie in which you played the sidekick again in a story about a girl who sells jade necklaces on the black market, ‘Stormy’; a film about a girl with anxiety, and the one that Tom had watched with Harrison, which is called ‘Scars’.

Tom doesn’t want to call himself a stalker, exactly, but he does watch all your movies, and looks at your Instagram daily (he wants to watch your story but he doesn’t want the off chance of you seeing that he saw it), and he finds out that you have two brothers; one younger named Noah and one older named Caleb.

Harrison, however, repeatedly calls Tom a stalker, especially when he sees Tom’s wallpaper: a picture from ‘Jade Necklaces’ in which you’re wearing a sundress and laughing on a beach.

Tom nearly freaks out when he sees your most recent Instagram post: a small Spider-man plushie with a head as big as your hand next to your cat with the caption ‘Peter Parker isn’t dead because I say so fight me, I cried during Loki’s (faked) death and That Scene’. He hadn’t realized you like Marvel, let alone the character he plays!

Harry walks in on Tom on his bed, staring at the picture as he debates whether or not to like it. It’s a post about him, right, so it wouldn’t be super weird to like it, like liking a regular post of someone you don’t even know that has nothing to do with him. Of course, you’re also a movie star, so lots of people like every single thing you post, but still.

“You’ve been staring at that same picture for the last two hours,” Harry says matter-of-factly. “Just thought you should know.”

“Should I like it?” Tom groans with desperation. “Harry, help me!”

Harry shrugs and leaves the room.

“Thanks for your help!” Tom shouts after him, patting Tessa when she moves.

“I know you,” you say excitedly when you meet your co-star, Zendaya Coleman, before one of the readings for your upcoming movie. “You were in Spider-man: Homecoming! I loved that movie!” You then blush, flustered when you realize you hadn’t introduced yourself. “I mean, hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N and I’m going to be your co-star.”

Zendaya smiles at you brightly, shaking your hand firmly. “I’m Zendaya and it’s fine, I’ve seen some of your movies too! You’re so talented. I can’t wait to work with you. My friend is going to freak out when he hears about this; he absolutely loves you.”

You blush a deep scarlet, letting out an awkward chuckle. “I’m really not that good. You’ve definitely had more experience than me.”

Zendaya shrugs and smiles. “Agree to disagree?” After your nod, she says, “I’ve actually not read the books for this, but I read the script. Have you, yet?”

Your eyes light up. “Oh, yeah! Actually, it’s a trilogy, so we’ll probably be called back if it’s a good enough success. And I’ve actually read the books. I loved them, but I nearly refused to act in the movies—too many series are ruined by film adaptations, you know?” You fake-shudder. “Don’t get me started on the Percy Jackson movies.”

“I know, right?” Zendaya bursts out. “They made me so angry!”

“Exactly!” You point at her. “It would have been amazing if they had actually had at least a moderately good grip on the gist of the books, but they didn’t even deserve to be called Percy Jackson. Actually, they would have been good as standalone films about the Greek gods, ‘cuz the screenwriters literally took the names of the main characters and that was it.” You blush again. “I’m sorry, that was off-topic.”

Zendaya waves a hand nonchalantly.

“The scripts for this are actually pretty on point, except in the book, your character, Alit,… dies,” you say apologetically. “From the Killer. In the second book, the base is bombed so it’s mostly about my character, Jag, who’s working in our makeshift base in the forest, and Matthew as he tries to break into the facility to get the virus. It ends on a cliffhanger of him being caught. In the third book, he makes it out but without the virus, but during the middle it turns out that he was exposed to it in the lab and didn’t die, so he’s immune, and Catherine manages to make an antidote out of it but… Jag dies too.” You laugh. “The author was pretty ruthless. Anyways, Matthew takes out President 67 and figures out that it was actually his mom all along—she’d faked her death to leave him and his dad. I don’t know what they’re going to do with your character, but your character and Matt will most likely get together at the end—it was implied during the first book that they liked each other and would have gotten together if Alit hadn’t died.”

Zendaya nods thoughtfully. “That sounds sweet.”

“Hopefully the next two movies stick to the books as much as this one did,” you say, smiling. Then you wiggle your eyebrows. “I’m actually disappointed you’re not playing Catherine, because she and Jag get together before Jag dies. Not many people get to say they’ve kissed Zendaya Coleman.”

Zendaya laughs loudly and just then, the director walks in. “Okay, guys, today we’re going to be reading through scenes one to ten. Let me know if you guys need a break!” Everyone shuffles to their seats. Your eyes skim over the people you’re going to be knowing very well, taking in the wide age ranges sitting at the table.

“Opening scene: Family sitting at a dinner table eating mush,” someone reads outloud. You have to smirk at that.

“Papa, have you heard from Uncle Mick lately?” a small child asks.

“He said he would be gone still until Monday,” a man reads.

And so it begins.

You and your friends are all watching ‘Spider-man: Homecoming’, which includes Zendaya and Ashley, the girl who plays Catherine in your upcoming movie. Your friends are all sufficiently awed by Z, who willingly takes photos with them, before you all settle down to watch the movie. You and your closest friend from school, Vivien, exchange excited glances. You two are humongous Marvel fans. She loves to make edits out of clips from Marvel movies, mainly about Bucky, but one edit that had been about Spider-man had gotten commented on by the actual Tom Holland.

He’d only commented ‘This is sick!’ but still, the two of you had squealed excitedly when she’d gotten the notification. You swear you’d nearly had a heart attack. Tom Holland is literally the sweetest thing ever, and so nice and talented, and yes, extremely hot. You’ve got a picture of him shirtless from the scene in his room during ‘Homecoming’ and it’s probably a bit creepy but he’s honestly gorgeous.

Your other friend, Athena, who is just as obsessed with Tom Holland as you, squeals with you when you see him on the screen for the first time without the suit on. Zendaya just smirks at the two of you and grins when MJ appears on-screen.

“That’s you,” you sing, drawing out the word ‘you’ and hugging a pillow to your chest.

“I know,” she says, grinning, and starts texting Harrison. The basement is filled with giggles and squeals the rest of the night, along with Z occasionally interjecting to tell funny stories about filming the movie.

About halfway through ‘Homecoming’ you stop and stare at her.

“Yes?” she asks, suppressing a laugh at the dumbfounded look on your face.

“You know Tom Holland,” you whisper and then put your face in your hands. “Oh my gosh, you’re so telling him about how ridiculous I am!”

“Ooh, thanks for the idea,” she teases.

“Z!” you squeal, lunging for her phone. She holds it out of your reach, shushing you.

“The movie’s playing!”

You cross your arms and pout but turn back to the movie just in time for Peter to be buried under rubble by the vulture. You scowl.

“Remember when this was the worst thing that happened to Peter Parker?” Athena asks.

“‘Infinity War’ is not to be mentioned in this household,” you command.

“She’s been like this for a while,” Vivien whispers loudly to Zendaya.

“That’s because he deserved better!” you say heatedly.

Athena holds up her hands. “Does it look like anyone else is arguing with you?”

Zendaya: Haz, you WOULD NOT BELIEVE who’s my costar and obsessed with tom

Harrison: Storm Reid?

Zendaya: What? No

Harrison: Rowan Blanchard?

Zendaya: NO

Zendaya: Y/N Y/L/N

Zendaya: She’s like in love with tom

Harrison: …

Harrison: How does that even happen

Zendaya: Can you believe how lucky they both are

Harrison: So we gotta set them up right

Zendaya: What kinda friends would we be if we didn’t? Meghan markle’s friends set her up with harry

Harrison: Who?

Zendaya: nvm

Zendaya: We just have to think of something

Zendaya: Hey Y/N, wanna go hiking?

Y/N: Sure, Z! When? How’re ur scenes doing?

Zendaya: its fun but a lot of work! I might invite some of my other friends too, is that cool? And i was thinking next saturday

Y/N: Yep, that’s fine.

Zendaya: bring noah too, all right?

Y/N: I’ll see if i can take him

Haz: Hey tom wanna go hiking with z and some of her friends?

Tom: sure, when

Haz: idk maybe next saturday?

Tom: that works, i’ll see u guys then

Haz: bring harry, sam, and paddy too, one of her friends is bringing their younger sibling

Tom: got it

Zendaya: Did he say yes?

Haz: Yeah, did she?

Zendaya: Yep! Jeez, i can’t wait to see her face. She is literally so smitten with him

Haz: I bet Tom’s worse.

You and Ashley have hardly been able to look each other in the eyes recently without bursting into fits of giggles. Having to kiss one of your friends is definitely a lot more awkward than you thought it would be, and trying to do it while pretending to be injured is another thing entirely.

“Scene thirty-nine, take five!” the director yells.

Ashley fixes you with a serious look. You can’t stop yourself from laughing at the sheer awkwardness of the situation.

“Y/N, please!” the director shouts, rubbing his face with his hands.

“Sorry, sir,” you say, trying and failing to mask your features into one of indifference. “Note to self: ask to film the kissing scenes before I see my ‘partner’ streaking across the set.”

Ashley colors and laughs as well, both of you glancing over at the actor who plays Matthew, who rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Please!” the director asks again and you two both quickly school your expressions back into that of seriousness. “Scene thirty-nine, take six!”

Ashley stares at you seriously, putting down the unused bandages. “Jag… you don’t have to be last in line to be helped. You can be selfish every once in a while.”

“Soldiers aren’t selfish,” you say stiffly, remembering that Jag has a nasty graze on her left side, so you lean a bit to the left. You keep your eyes on the wall but sneak a glance at her when she turns away.

“Are you a soldier 24/7?” Ashley asks, putting her hand on your cheek under the guise of checking the fake gash on your forehead. You blink slowly, staring up at her with an expression akin to the one you’d use if you ever saw Tom Holland. “Is that all you are?”

“Isn’t it?” you whisper and then Ashley puts her other hand on your cheek and presses her lips to yours. You stiffen, eyes wide, before slowly letting them flutter shut. Your hands rise to her waist.

“And cut!” the director shouts, not a moment too late. You can’t help yourself from breaking into loud guffaws and Ashley does the same. “Come on guys, be mature…” he sighs. You wave a hand at him, your eyes watering.

Noah is bouncing off the doors of the car, excited that you’re letting him sit in the front seat for the first time in his life.

“These are my friends, so behave,” you say sternly after you pull up to the start of the trail. “We’ll eat later, so make sure you have snacks, and don’t forget your stick.”

He nods impatiently, holding his lacrosse stick tightly in his fist, and shoulders his Avengers drawstring bag. “Can we go?”

“We’re going to wait for my friends,” you remind him. “Wanna throw?”

You two throw with your sticks for twenty minutes before he gets bored and pulls a small Nerf football out of his bag. You’ve only just started throwing with that before Zendaya pulls up, waving wildly. You wave back, giving Noah a perfect opportunity to hit you in the face with the football.

He gulps when you glare at him and points to your friend. “Don’t you need to behave?” He throws your words back at you.

You wag a finger at him. “Not cool, mister.”

“Okay, so I think my friends already started hiking, so we can head up,” Z calls once she’s close enough, checking her watch. “We’re going to meet them at the top and then hike along the top for a while before coming back. That cool?”

Noah nods at her and scampers ahead, instantly forgetting about his bag, stick, and football. Rolling your eyes, you scoop up his stuff and trail after him, chatting with Z about how weird it is to kiss your friends.

The hike isn’t long, and before long you can see the opening of the trees to the top. You’d dumped Noah’s stuff on him a while back, and he’s still bursting with energy despite having to lug it up the trail and quite a bit ahead of you and your friend. You’re a little out of breath but not too badly.

A small boy runs to greet you three, accompanied by a grey dog. You immediately coo at the sight of it, crouching down to let it barrel into your legs. Zendaya rolls her eyes and leaves you there, scratching at the dog’s belly.

“Hey, Tom!” she greets her friend but not too loudly so you don’t hear. “Hey Haz!”

They both greet her.

“Where’s Tessa?” Tom asks awkwardly, running a hand through his hair. Normally she doesn’t run off, and if she gets lost it’ll ruin the whole trip.

Zendaya rolls her eyes. “Oh, my friend’s petting her. She loves dogs.”

“I bet Tessa’s bothering her, I’ll go get her,” the boy mutters and jogs down the path. A girl with Y/H/C is crouching down to pet Tessa, cooing at her. A lacrosse stick is at her side.

You look up when you hear the footsteps approaching, and nearly have a heart attack.

[mrsprescott]

I (will never) give up on us

Request: Nathan and the reader get into a fight which causes them to “Break up”.

Genre: Angst, fluff

Word count: 1,710 A/n: this one is for @crszydrunkpotterhead. I am so sorry this took so long, I just have had a lot of personal things go down over the past few months. I hope you enjoy.

(Y/n) clenched her fists and her jaw tightened. She was taking short angry breaths and glaring at the man in front of her. “You know, I can’t help you Nathan if you shut me out and push me away. Is it your dad? Is he what’s making you like this today?”

“God, you’re such a nosy fucking bitch, even more so than Caulfield. I already told you to fuck off once.” He backed her up against the wall and his hands went on both sides of her head.

He leaned down until they were eye level, his cold ones met with her concerned ones. “Stay the fuck out of my business. I don’t need your help, never have and never will. Keep your nose out of where it doesn’t belong. It is really pathetic that you don’t realize how much of a useless burden you are. Now get the fuck out.”

Her face hardened, twisted up in a way he had never seen before. Her hands went up to his chest and she shoved him back. “You know what Nathan, I give up. I give up on you, on me, on fucking us. I am done. Done.” She slipped off the jacket she was wearing, his jacket, and threw it at him. “You can have every fucking thing back. Whatever you have in my dorm room will be at Victoria’s. You want me so un-involved in your life, so I guess this is granting a wish for you, huh? Every goddamn trace of me will be removed from yours.”

She marched over to the door and threw one last glance in his direction. Then she was gone, and he was left standing silently in the hallway. The gravity of the situation hadn’t quite hit him yet. He swallowed once, twice, three times before he stumbled backwards. He slid down the wall and his head fell forward. He felt like he couldn’t breathe, like he couldn’t speak. His head started hurt. ‘Good job Nathan, you once again managed to fuck up the only good thing you had going.’ He stayed there for a good half an hour. He didn’t seem to notice the odd glances thrown his way by the boys coming in and out of the dorm. He didn’t even react when Warren pulled out his phone and snapped a few pictures. Hayden had to practically carry him into his room. He tried asking Nathan what was wrong, but he never got a response. After about an hour of that, he left, turning off the light before telling Nathan to call him if he needed to ‘blaze or anything’. *** (Y/n) felt the tears welling up in her eyes by the time she was finally back in her room. She was shaking as she curled up into a ball on her bed. She felt her phone vibrate and she took it out of her pocket. The texts filling up her screen all had to do with Nathan in some way. Some were asking if he was okay, others came from the group chat that Warren accidentally added her into. The ones from that chat, which just consisted of stupid insults like ‘twitch’, made her more angry than she already was. She was half tempted to go off on all of them but decided it would be best for her to ignore them. She clicked off of her messages and froze when her eyes landed on her wallpaper. The tears once again welled up, but this time they spilled over. Her favorite picture of him was her screensaver. It was from a few years back when Nathan was in the school’s production of ‘The Tempest’. Nathan had been Caliban. She remembered how adorable he had looked in his makeup. She snapped the candid while he was smiling after their miraculously good performance. She had waited for him to change out of his costume and change out of his makeup outside of the tent. She clapped for him again, and pulled him into a hug before he could object. Much to her surprise, he hugged her back. She gave him a wink and a quick kiss on the cheek (probably a little too close to his lips) before she dashed off. He asked her out the next day. Well, it might be more accurate to say Victoria pushed him (literally pushed him into her) to ask her out the next day. She threw her phone as far away from her as she could manage, guilt was building up in the pit of her stomach. She heard it connect with something, and two loud thuds as her phone and whatever she had just knocked off her closet shelf hit floor. “Mother fucker.” (Y/n) muttered under her breath. She got out from her fluffy blankets with a huff. Pictures, movie ticket stubs, and letters were scattered all over. She laughed she picked up her old copy of “Planet Earth: Ocean Deep”. Nathan had loved watching the whales that episode, and (Y/N) loved watching the genuine smile that graced his beautiful face.It had only been a few hours, but she already missed him. She stared at the cover of the film for probably five more minutes. That’s when it hit her. She knew how she was going to see that smile again. (Y/n) slipped on her running shoes and grabbed her keys off of her desk and the movie. She switched off the lights and slammed the door shut behind her. She could hear Victoria yelling something behind her, but she honestly could care less at that point. She stopped at the lighthouse first, and made her way to the gift shop that was near there. She grabbed two whale plushies from the shelf and placed them the counter with a smile. Next on her list was the diner. She popped her knuckles before she walked up to the counter. She was met with the smiling face of her favorite waitress: Joyce. “Well hello hun, what can I get for you today?” “Just the usual Joyce, two orders of waffles with a side of bacon and two Cokes. Oh, and I was wondering if I could get it to go?” “Any reason why you and your boyfriend won’t be eating here tonight?” “Nathan,” she paused “isn’t feeling too well so I thought I’d just bring it to him instead.” Well, that wasn’t a complete lie. Or at least that’s what (Y/n) told herself. Joyce just winked at her and told her it was coming right up. She felt her phone buzz again and she slipped it out of her pocket. It was, as expected, from Vic. She was demanding to know what the hell was going on. (Y/n) sighed and hesitantly responded back that she and Nathan had fought and she was working on fixing it. She knew that would only cause her to be hit with a storm of more questions that she didn’t want to deal with so she just silenced her phone. She paid for the food and made her way back to her car. She took in a deep breath and drove back to the school. She got everything she needed from the seats of the vehicle and closed the door as softly as possible. She was certain David was lurking somewhere waiting to hassle any teen not in their dorms and didn’t want to alert him. She walked for a few moments but sprinted as fast as she could at the first sign of a flashlight. The boy’s dorm hall was empty, which was a plus. It was also surprisingly quiet for a Friday night, the only sound that (Y/n) heard was the floorboards creaking under her. She swallowed hard when she finally made it in front of his door. She knocked once, no answer. Twice, no answer. Three times, four, still no answer. She tried the handle and gave a mental cheer when it opened. That meant he was home. “Nathan?” (Y/n) called out into the darkness. She heard a sniffle. “(Y/n)?” “Yeah babe, it’s me. I’m going to turn the lights, okay.” She kicked the door shut and flipped the switch on the wall behind her. She stiffened when her eyes fell on him. His hair was all messy, his eyes were puffy and red, and she could see the watermarks tears had made his cheeks. She slipped off her shoes and left them by the door. “I bought some stuff, I hope that’s okay.” She lifted up the bags to show him and took a seat on his bed with him. “Nathan, I, uh, I wanted to say sorry. What I said was mean, and out of line. And I’m not done with you. I love you too much to ever be done with you and I’m so sorry. It was obvious that you didn’t want to talk and I should have respected that.”  (Y/n)’s eyes were watering. Her eyebrows furrowed when she saw Nathan’s head shaking ‘no’.  “(Y/n), it’s my fault. I was being a dick all day and lashed out. I honestly don’t know why you even came back, you don’t deserve this. You deserve so much better.” Her hands cupped his cheeks and she stared into his blue eyes. “You complete me, Nathan. So please, never say that again.” Her lips captured his sweetly. A smile smile was on her face when she pulled away. The night passed pretty quickly after that. After many lip locks during planet earth, whale plushie fights, and jokingly swiping syrup on the other person’s face the two of them decided it was time to call it a night. (Y/n) grabbed Nathan’s headphones for him and he slipped them on after he laid his head on her chest; she drew lazy patterns on his back. He was about to press play on his whale songs when (Y/n) pressed a kiss on his forehead stopped him. “No matter how much we fight, or how bad it gets, I will never give up us.”

[hyungkyun]

(^:

HENLO!!! this is ur actual bday present, not that Gross thing i sent earlier lol. again, do whatever u want with it!! u dont have to post it or anything. it’s just easier to submit stuff like this than to, idk, send u an email like a señora lol.

ok so im doing this in bullet point format bc the last time I wrote a coherent, well-written paragraph was like 5 years ago or smth. anyway!! since u hated soooo much my beautiful, amazing, unique goths au im going with the loser couple au… which was also a college au of sorts?? dskjhksjdf this isn’t even an au, since y’all are already losers tbh (^: this also got out of hand…. this shit is eight pages long. idk enjoy bithc.

first of all, ck the kind of dude everyone’s lowkey scared of bc he’s silent and serious af. also he does seem kind of a weirdo, tbh?

youve seen him around, maybe you’re in the same dorms but u have absolutely no idea what he’s majoring in :o and u ask around but no one has any idea either!! oh wow a mystery~~

BUT he’s kinda cute hmmm (^: and u probably find the weirdo vibe interesting

however it’s so hard to get to talk to him. u always run into him when you’re out with friends or in a hurry to get to class so :///

but destiny works in mysterious ways~~~ and once u meet it’s rly. so unexpected.

actually, it’s awful since u get locked out of ur dorm sound familiar?? during winter break, rly late at night after a long study session at the library yes, the library, fight me. so u kinda just. sit down miserably outside ur room, since ur roommates are gone, cursing everything and everyone. u will eventually go looking for someone to help u out or smth but right now u need to Whine.

but oh my!! enter mister im changkyun!!! that weirdo who actually lives a couple of doors away from u (how come you never found out wtf???)

he sees u basking in ur misery and actually. finds u rly cute??? bc you’re pouting, cursing a little under ur breath, fumbling with ur phone. but u also look angry as fuck, ready to kill a man??? and yet you’re really fucking cute what the hell!!!!

so he comes up to u and asks u what’s wrong, to which u answer not so nicely without even looking up from ur phone, bc you’re rly so done with this situation ://

but then u look up and u See who it is fuck fuck fuck fuckfucbicvufkhkcfj

but since ck’s Nice and he understands that u must be having an awful time (and also bc he thinks youre cute) he offers to help u. you’re kind of skeptical since he’s just another student, what could he do???

until he tells u he knows how to pick locks lmaoaoaoaoa. that lil weirdo (‘:

anyway he saves ur night. but since he’s an annoying lil shit he’ll tease u abt it every time he runs into u for the rest of winter break.

since that day y'all basiclly become an old, bickering, married couple fnsdjdj

u never stop annoying each other…. you’re wearing a hoodie? he’ll probably pull the hood all the way down until it covers ur eyes, and u get him back by messing up his hair which, by the way,is so soft….. hmmmm

u call each other nerd and loser and dumbass all the time lmao. he’ll constantly bring up the way u met just to jokingly say that you’d be lost without him :/// he rly is a lil shit.

it’s funny bc everyone figures out u are falling for each other… except u two. and i rly do mean everyone. ur friends. his friends. ur roommates. ur cat. the janitor, too, probably. it’s so obvious it hurts.

one time someone implies u would be a cute couple and y'all literally go all ‘no???? haha me??? liking that loser??? pfft not in a million years’

it’s the biggest lie, of course (: and ever since that person suggested u would look good together, both of u kind of realize it’d be… nice. more than nice. actually, super nice.

but since both of u are dumb tsunderes,  as ive said before, u will literally be the embodiment of this scene… except it goes both ways. honestly u are so gone for each other it’s GROSS.

but we need some angst up in here so y'all dont get together for a reaaaaaaally long time :/ smh. the pining is Real. ppl come and go in ur lives, and each person u go out with sees that u already fell for someone else—and that’s why all potential relationships don’t last much–, but sdjkfhksjdhk!!! neither of u want to openly admit it.

it’s A Mess bc u are actually good friends and u tell each other abt ur dates and stuff—secretly hoping the other will do something—but y'all looove being dumb so u act like it’s all cool and be like ‘o rly!! good for u, i hope it works out’. right. :/

y’all keep dancing around each other for several months until one Merciful Soul gets tired of ur shit and forces u to sort things out. im talking abt locking u up in some room and not letting u out until u stop pretending u aren’t disgustingly in love with each other. or smthequally cheesy (: u know ilove cheese

((obviously everyone eavesdrops through the door bc cmon, theyve been waiting for this for sooooo long))

at first u two are just annoyed at the Merciful Soul betchait was minhyuk, and u spend ur time yelling and cursing them for doing this (all while claiming that this is pointless, since u have NO feelings for each other. none. nada!)

after a very long time, it’s ck the one that confesses first lmao. youve been whining and being grumpy the whole time youve been locked up together and it kinda reminded him of the way u met… damn. here come The Feelings.

he’s tired, and there’s nothing left to lose. so he tells u The Truth.

[suspenseful pause….. what’s going to happen next?? :OOOOO]……… tune in next year to find out, in the continuation of Cristina’s Cheesy Birthday Present!!!

jk, proceed to the next bullet point pls.

obviously u tell him u feel the same way [insert ppl crying in the background] and he’s actually shocked when u say u like him back…. and gosh, he does look cute when he’s surprised…

so yeah!!! it’s until then that u FINALLY go on a date during the weekend!!. hallelujah. thanks minhyuk,u beautiful soul.

so!!! ok!! first date!!! a rly cute fairground in the evening!!!

u try to be fake mean to each other like u used to but everything feels different~~~ (^:

so instead y’all act bashful as hell, and blush at everything jjdfghjfhd. hands brushing accidentally?? BLUSH. eyes meeting? BLUSH. BLUSH BLUSH BLUSH!!! u also laugh at everything bc both of u are so nervous oh gmhg fdknjjkdsfjoidf this is gross.

he’ll tell bad jokes to make u laugh and they’re rly so so so bad that he actually keeps u in stitches. if u look rly closely you’ll see his huge ass heart eyes bc !!!! he made u laugh!!!! and u look so pretty when u laugh omg!!!! dis-gos-tinnnnn

it’d be such a cute date tbh im crying just thinking abt it (‘’’’: obviously he’s a gentleman and he lets u choose what to eat, which ride to go to first, etc. u could literally tell him ‘hey let’s just sit down and do nothing’ and he’d say yes. he’s so gONe, ifmgfjdmf.

he’s kinda quiet and a lot shier than u wouldve expected but youre literally melting bc that’s a new side to him that you’d never thought you’d see.

u end up having so much fun (‘: u gross lil idiots, u.

oh and he’s def the type to ask if he can kiss u at the end of the night EYYYYYY

even if u find that incredibly endearing you’ll probably roll ur eyes with a huge ass smile on urlips lmaoaoaoao and call him a dummy for even asking when you’ve literally be in cloud nine since ur date started kjkhwjeqdkwjlk  

[hello, brief break to clarify that from this point i forgot this was actually a college au lmao, so the rest of the bullet points are literally just. random facts abt u two dating hhhhhh. We dont even know what ck’s major is odjfngnfdj]  

at first things are a lil awkward in ur relationship tbh

catch ck googling ‘how to relationship’ on a daily basis dnfndkfjdncn he is sort of clueless abt how to handle The Feelings. mostly bc this is Important and the last thing he wants is to mess it up )^:

that goes away eventually, tho!! he’ll start being his weird little self real fucking soon, so Get Ready

u still call each other nerd and all that stuff, but ur voices are dripping with fondness when u say it… literally everyone around u gets cavities from it, ew.

he’s not that big on planning dates but from time to time he’ll take u to rly cool, unexpected, interesting places :o  and eventually he’ll show u his favorite secret spots ((’:

study dates are a thing. i bet he’s that type of person that enjoys reading in weird ass positions… his legs are like, halfway off the couch and his arm is bent in a way that looks almost painful… what the hell….?? but it’s fine (: it goes so well with ur study methods, those that are Too Weird for the library, yeah?? (:

he will also stare at u a lot bc u look cute when you’re rly focused on smth that is, when u stop  whining abtstudying…

every time u catch him doing that you’ll go all ‘stop staring at me!!! wtf are u looking at u weirdo’ and he’ll answer ‘you’re so pretty~~~ ♥️♥️♥️’. you’ll blush like a lil idiot, naturally (^: hmmmm

and yea, yea. nap dates are a thing too :/// with sleepy forehead kisses and raspy voices and tangled limbs. all that sappy stuff. he’s a lil shit tho, so he’ll sometimes poke ur ribs to tickle u lmao.

buuuut he’ll also take a lot of pics of u sleeping bc he thinks youre cute )))): his faves always end up being his wallpaper for months.

he’ll get strange gifts for u, like rly bizarre plushies and rare books on topics he thinks u will like,  tacky anime memorabilia, etc. he’ll always give them to u at random times bc he just saw them and reminded him of u ♥️  

he makes a lot of playlists for u too!!! pls listen closely, he puts a lot more thought into them than he lets on.

u like his selfies??? well he’ll send u a lot of those. unfortunately, bc he’s a lil shit, he’ll mostly send double chins and weird ass faces from equally weird angles  

from time to time he’ll send u a Nice One tho ((((^: and u know, tongue selfies since youreSO fond of his(and I quote) “5ft tongue”. and oh gosh! is that a tongue piercing…??? eyyyyyy

if u want to take couple selfies then you’re gonna have a real hard time bc he’ll always be making weird faces and poses just to be annoying. eventually u will make dumb faces too tho (’: what a couple of losers

expect weird random texts: he loves telling u abt whatever is on his mind—probably aliens. he thinks a lot abt aliens and the universe. throw some conspiracy theories in there, too—. he’ll also send obscure memes. and a lot of russian cats!!

he’ll love ur cosplay hobbie. he thinks it’s super cool. he’ll call u a nerd but don’t be fooled! he totally brags abt it with his friends (^:

oh! and this is unrelated but at some point y'all will look like an emo goth couple. u won’t even realize that you’re both wearing black and looking Edgy, it’ll just happen spontaneously. tragic 😔

there are a lot of comfortable silences when u hang out, but late night deep convos are also fundamental :o!!! bc y'all are Smort.

he’ll act like f*cboi from time to time tbh?? he’ll tell lots of dirty jokes LMAO. u roll ur eyes at him a lot bc they’re rly. so bad.

if he winks or does Eyebrow Things then u can’t rly roll ur eyes and act like you’re annoyed bc (: u like it (: and u think it suits him (: and he knows it (: (: (:

u get back at him by telling him he’s cute tho, and he’ll get all shy and he’ll stutter and saying “noooooo” while also fighting back a smile

he will also howl or bark at u to annoy u jdfhkjdf. damn f*rry ://

on that note, he loves to embarrass u in front of ur friends bc he’s a lil shit :DD

But he’s also the sweetest??? whenever he sees you’re feeling down he’ll start doing weird shit to make u laugh. if that doesn’t work then he’ll hug u real tight without saying anything else, bc that’s Enough, u know?? (’:

ok time to get Domestic lads!!!

Idk who the hell is going to cook bc y'all are a damn mess in the kitchen. u two try to cook Nice Meals sometimes. seven times out of ten u end up ordering takeout lmao.

be prepared: he sings in the shower, and he does so terribly. (he might do it a little louder and a little more off-key sometimes bc he knows it makes u laugh)

random kisses are a thing!!! he kisses ur cheek or ur shoulder or ur nape or literally. any body part he can get his lips on when u two are just hanging out, watching movies or smth. it’s so soft and cute )^: wtf im crying

but also stolen kisses!! he’ll kiss u at the most unexpected of times and it alwaysleaves u breathless

he’ll constantly put his head on ur shoulder and make this face at u (^:  

can’t sleep??? don’t worry!!! he’ll sing to u with that pretty, soothing voice of his

anyway. what I meant is that y’all would be such cute little idiots together this was long af. wow. im so sorry. happy birthday??? lmao

I HAD TO PUT THIS UNDER A READ MORE BC ITS SO FUCKING LONG NAT U DUMBASS ICB U DID THIS KFJSKFJSLKDJFLKJ THIS IS SO CHEESY AND GROSS and it also made me realize that u know too much shit abt me. what was that t*ngue part. im not talking to u ever again. aNYWAY U RLY ARE AN IDIOT I WAS SMILING SO BIG THRU THIS WHOLE THING MAYBE I SCREAMED A LITTLE?????????? FUCK U!!!!!!!! WHATS WITH ‘The Feelings’ PART I HATE THAT I ALMOST DIED FUCK OFF IM NOT LIKE THIS!!!!!!! I DONT HAVE FEELINGS!!!!!! U CANT DO THIS TO ME SKJFHSKJDHFKSLDJFH 

icb u rly did the fairground first date i rly fucking hate u why did i even tell u these things i knew it was gonna fire back im fjjgjkknknnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ur ‘tragic 😔’ when we become a goth couple :/ u dont understand goth love

why the fuck did u make him howl. i wanna fucking die rn. what the fuck. he fucking would. fuck off.

i dont wanna talk abt all that domestic shit how did u even write all of that without dying i literally wanna rip all my limbs off i wont make any comment. i didnt need to know what that would be like but u looooove ruining my life so :)

i rly hate u ksdjfhskdjhfksjh icb u did this thank u i wanna die??????????? wtf nat !!!!! no but rly thank u :( u took the time to write this long ass college au (is it????? whats cks major tho rly :/ ) and just skdfjsjk u remembered all the weird shit i told u thats cute and also Really Bad what else do u know that i forgot i told u skdfksjh im literally always screaming at u abt this shit how did u !!! remember all of this!!!!! dldskfjshljhlakjsh this is so cute and horrible nat wtf how could u :( now im gonna cry :(

[svtwish]

☼ ; seokmin | memories

requested by anon: “May i ask for an angst scenario where Seokmin and the main character broke up, but reunited? Love your first story btw.”

a/n: this turned out to be way longer than i expected lmao but i hope you enjoy reading it!

≫ words; 1640

≫ genre; angst turned fluff

≫ au; non-idol!au

≫ pairing; seokmin x gn!reader

↳ in which you try your best to forget him but the memories won’t stop coming.

It was insane how pathetic you were being; slouched on the sofa, wrapped in a thick layer of warm blankets, having take-out from the Chinese restaurant near your place for the millionth time that week. Your mind drew a blank as you stared at the television screen, barely registering anything.

A buzz from your phone signalled you had gotten a new notification, and you frowned, hastily swiping the Snapchat icon away. You were too busy basking in your own misery to entertain any of your friends’ Snaps at the moment.

Your lockscreen seemed to glare at you, now that it was clear of notifications. The time read 21:17 above the smiling picture of you and Seokmin together.

I should probably change this.

Unlocking your phone, you scrolled through your gallery in hopes of finding something aesthetically pleasing to change your wallpaper to. Unfortunately, your gallery was filled with pictures of Seokmin, Seokmin, and more Seokmin.

Another wave of sadness crashed over you as you scrolled through your photos, vividly recalling every single moment you had spent with him. You teared up at the feeling of your heart wrenching, biting your lip hard as you sniffled.

How long more were you going to cry over him? It had already been a week since he ended things with you.

Frustrated, you clawed at your eyes, desperately trying to stop the tears from flowing. Your phone slipped from your grasp, falling onto the floor with a loud thud.

Picking the device up, you sighed at the photo shown on screen. It was a selfie you and Seokmin had taken at the arcade — he’d won an animal plushie from the claw machine and chucked it into your hands, giving it to you with that blinding smile of his.

That blinding smile of his that you wanted to see again.

“Seokmin, I think you can give up now,” you laughed, watching as he hurriedly placed another coin into the coin slot. The buttons on the machine whirred to life, and he moved the joystick. The claw responded, slowly inching towards the right.

“No, I’m gonna get it this time around!” He exclaimed, focusing on the claw as he aligned it above the plush penguin.

You laughed again. “You said that the last round.”

“I promise I’ll get it this time,” he looked up from the controls, giving you a determined look. You only smiled in response, eyebrows raised.

Seokmin turned back to the machine, checking the claw’s position before slamming the blue down button. The claw moved downwards slowly, and the both of you looked at it intensely.

Just as you were sure it was going to miss the poor penguin, the claw closed around the miniature animal, lifting it into the air before dropping it into the hole. The plushie tumbled down before being picked up by a victorious Seokmin.

He grinned at you, making a warm feeling spread through your chest. “I told you I’d get it.”

You feigned annoyance, rolling your eyes. “Sure.”

His grin grew wider, and you were sure that it was way brighter than the sun itself. “Here! This is yours.” He shoved the black and white toy into your hands, making you blink.

“Huh?”

Seokmin scratched the back of his neck, the grin still plastered on his face. “You called it cute earlier, so I thought I’d win it for you.”

There it was; the fuzzy feeling.

You threw yourself onto him, wrapping him in a tight hug. Seokmin let out a surprised oof before hugging you back, chuckling.

“Thank you.”

You locked your phone, snapping out from your daze by tucking it under one of the blankets. It was a never-ending cycle; you’d come back home feeling upset for no good reason, sit on the couch while yearning for Seokmin’s arms around you, replaying memories, good and bad, in your head. Things like first date, first kiss, first fight; it was like you were a teenager all over again.

Dragging yourself off the couch, you headed to dump your now empty take-out container in the basin. You missed trying to cook with him; washing the dishes and splashing water on each other while giggling your heads off. You missed the cuddles that eased your stressed away; you missed the fleeting kisses he would give you as you drifted off to sleep, bundled between his strong arms.

I can’t do this.

You let out a frustrated groan, brisk walking towards the coat rack.

He’s everywhere.

Throwing your winter coat on, you grabbed the keys and left the house, wanting to go anywhere, anywhere at all; as long as it was away from home, away from him.

You kicked the snow, wanting to slap yourself.

Your feet had unconsciously taken you to the park where everything started; where you mustered the courage to tell him, where he first asked you to be his.

This is definitely away.

The trees were bare, casting thin shadows on the snowy ground underneath the faint light from street lamps. You trudged towards the swings, choking up at the memories that continued replaying in your mind, the stop button nowhere to be found.

You sat on the seat, swinging yourself back and forth slowly.

Winters were never cold — not for you, anyway. Not with the sun by your side almost all the time.

Now that your sun was gone, it was freezing.

In your trance, you hadn’t heard the footsteps that grew louder with each passing second. You continued to swing back and forth, back and forth, gazing at the white-covered ground before you.

“Y/N?” Your breath caught at the sound of your name. Or rather, at the person who called your name.

You looked up, trying to push away all the emotions that were crashing back to you, like waves on a sandy beach.

“Hey, Seokmin.”

The man looked at you with wide eyes, following your figure as you continued to swing back and forth.

There was a few moments of silence as Seokmin regained his composure and sat on the swing next to yours.

“Did you come here because you missed me?” He asked jokingly, as if everything was okay again.

Your heart picked up pace, and you gave up on trying to push your emotions away. “Maybe,” you whispered, avoiding eye contact. You caught him turning his head to look at you.

Another silence fell over the two of you. This time, however, the atmosphere was tense. It was hard to breathe.

He opened his mouth to speak after what felt like years of silence. “I was wrong, you know.”

“About what?” Your voice was still a whisper. You didn’t trust yourself to speak any louder than that; you couldn’t risk breaking down again, in front of him.

“Not loving you anymore.”

The air grew thinner. Your stomach tied itself into knots as tears threatened to fall.

“Then why did you-“

“I felt like I was hurting you,” now his voice was in a whisper. “I’m always busy with work and all, and I could never make any time for you. And we kept getting into fights because of it; I hate fighting with you, you know that.

“So I thought if I ended things with you it’ll make things easier for the both of us. You won’t have to worry about me, I won’t have to worry about you.”

Your chest tightened as Seokmin continued, laughing bitterly. “If anything, it made things harder.”

“You’re such an idiot.” You spluttered, not bothering to hold back. “That’s such a bullshit reason for a break up.”

He reached over to touch your hand on the chains of the swing, but you jerked away. You regretted it immediately after, watching him frown as he slowly retreated his hand.

“This whole time I’ve been beating myself up over it, thinking that the reason we ended things was because of me. Because of that stupid thing I said that day. Because of my stupid mouth that can’t seem to shut up and only knows how to hurt others.” You rambled, biting your lip. “And now you’re telling me this?”

“I know I’m a jerk, Y/N,” Seokmin retorted, fiddling with his jacket zipper. “I know you probably hate me for making you so miserable but — I miss you. I’ve been doing nothing but looking back at all the memories we created together and I miss spending time with you; I miss making you smile.”

You swore your heart skipped a beat at his words. Falling silent, you stopped swinging to play with the material of your coat. “I miss you, too,” you breathed, and you could feel the relief spreading through his body from next to you.

Seokmin tried leaning towards you again, monitoring your reaction. You gulped when he placed his hands over yours, the knots in your stomach tightening.

“Can we start over?”

Slowly, he intertwined his fingers with yours, ears perked for an answer. But you kept silent and unmoving, hiding your face from his.

“I promise I’ll treat you better.”

You smiled when you realised he’d said the same thing under his breath years ago, when you told him your boyfriend at that time was treating you well. He was sure you hadn’t heard it, but the comment made your heart leap when it shouldn’t have.

It was exactly the same. You’d like to think that you got wiser as you grew older, but your heart seemed to stay unchanged. Screaming for this boy, this man, right next to you, even after he had done unimaginable things to it.

It didn’t take very long for you to squeeze his hand. He smiled that blinding smile of his before crashing his lips onto yours, thanking the memories that had led the both of you to the park that winter night.

[flatsuke]

The bidders as best friends

lmao if i had any of them as my best friend….what a shitstorm

@maidofstars @bolt8826 @tsundere-eevee @themysticaldaydreamer @alolan-lillie @2bedroom-baddestbidderlove

Eisuke:

He surprisingly doesn’t have a lot of friends because of his…personality, so if you can stand his ego, he’s actually a pretty decent friend. 

He’s a pretty honest friend. Sometimes, too honest. He’s not afraid to question your life choices or talk shit to you in front of your face. According to him, he’s the only one who can tell you how ugly your shirt is. If anyone else does it, he’ll gladly roast them for you.

He buys the most unnecessary, extravagant gifts for birthdays and Christmases. No matter how much you try to give them back to him, he won’t have it.

Though he does talk shit to you, he’s willing to talk shit about others with you! He’s always down for drama, so long as it doesn’t involve him, of course.

It’s hard to get him drunk, but when he is, he gets reeeeally clingy. Good luck trying to shake him off. 

He’s the cause of 95% of the fights. Still, he secretly feels guilty about it and tries to make it up to you by treating you out to food because there’s no way in hell he’d ever apologize out loud.

Sometimes, you get random texts and calls from him at 2AM about god-knows-what. He claims it’s because he’s trying to annoy you, but it’s honestly because he’s a bit lonely. 2AM makes people think about deep shit, after all.

Soryu: 

He doubles as your best confidante. He’s not exactly the best talker between the both of you, but he’ll gladly listen to you vent for hours on end.

No matter how terrible you cook, he’ll always tell you how great the food tastes because a) he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings and b) he’s an even worse cook than you are.

People sometimes mistake him for your bodyguard or boyfriend because of how tough he looks. He always rejects the former, but he never denies the latter for some reason…

He gives you self-defense items for your birthday every year. Last year, he gave you a stun gun with a million volts.

If anyone’s giving you a hard time, he’ll willingly take care of them for you. Sometimes, he doesn’t even have to do anything but glare to get the job done.

Shopping with him is…awkward. He always gets flustered when you guys enter the women’s clothing store. Hell, he almost fainted when you were buying feminine hygiene products with him. At least he tries, the poor bean.

You’re the only person who knows how much he loves his detective novels. His eyes sparkle every time he talks about them with you.

Baba: 

He’s the life of the party! You guys always have fun whenever you go out. Of course, he almost never gets drunk and always takes you home after a wild night.

He’s the friend who always has a plan. Need a ride? He’ll ask if you want a cab or his car. Stuck in a boring event? No problem, he’ll find a way to get you. Need a date to your company gala? He’ll even bring flowers.

Sometimes, you just want to text him, but he always calls you.

He calls you around 50 different nicknames. You stopped trying to keep track of them.

He always tags you in pictures, even the ones you look ugly in. 

If you’re stressed, he’s the best person to go to because he knows just how to have a good time, whether it be to go out and party, or relax at home.

Whenever he tells you jokes, you laugh hysterically not because the joke itself was funny, but because his laugh was hilarious.

Ota:

This guy always wants to take a selfie with you, even if you just saw him the day before. He has an album on his phone full of selfies with you.

Hell, whenever you go out with him, it’s like he’s filming a documentary. He always tries to Snapchat everything smh

His way of cheering you up on a bad day is spamming your phone with doggo memes and embarrassing pictures he took of other people.

Sometimes, a simple text ends up becoming a full-blown, 4-hour conversation, full of memes or heart-to-heart confessions.

For your birthday, he gave you a handmade collage of all the selfies you had together.

He gets bored easily, so he always drags you with him when he wants to go somewhere or do something.

You’re honestly a bit jealous of him because he eats so much junk, yet his skin stays flawless all the damn time. He never fails to rub it in when he has a chance.

Mamoru:

He’s the friend that says he’s on the way, when in reality, he still hasn’t gotten out of bed.

You always end up feeding him or treating him whenever you go out. He swears he’ll pay you back…when he gets his paycheck.

He sometimes seen zones you not because he’s purposely ignoring you, but because he forgets to reply.

One time, he forgot your birthday and felt so guilty about it that he gave you “Ask Mamoru to do whatever you want” coupons to last a month.

He smokes in front of you, but he won’t let you try any of his cigarettes because he doesn’t want you to smoke.

He always carries the heavy stuff/moves the bulky items before you even ask him.

He’ll walk you to your house to make you feel safe. However, if you ask him, he’ll deny it altogether.

Shuichi:

He’s the Mom Friend™. He always reminds you of the stuff you forget, and even though you find it annoying sometimes, you remember he nags because he cares.

He seems so stressed all the time that sometimes you want to let him kick back and let loose for a bit. You were surprised to find out that he does let loose — so much that he becomes a completely different person.

He granted you the special, once-in-a-lifetime privilege of calling him “Shu.”

Whenever he sees how messy your house is, he doesn’t hesitate to nag you about it and start cleaning.

He’s not ashamed to walk around in his underwear in front of you. Even if you get flustered, too bad. It’s your problem now.

He also gave you the elusive privilege of watering his cactus.

Before you think of doing anything remotely stupid, he’ll always be there to give you the full cost-benefit analysis, coupled with a list of every single back-up plan just in case something goes wrong.

Luke:

You became friends through chance. One day, you were feeding some stray cats with him near a store, and it was history from there.

He prefers to stay home rather than go out. He’ll only go out if you really, really want him to, but even then, he’ll stay in his own corner or cling to you the whole time.

He forgets to take care of himself often, so you have to text him every day to remind him to eat breakfast or go to bed.

But whenever you get sick, he goes full-blown doctor mode. Medicine, food, hugs — you name it, he’ll have it.

He’s normally pretty docile and absentminded, but if anyone hurts you, there will be hell to pay. Nobody hurts his friends and lives to tell the tale.

At first, he was afraid you’d find his interests strange, but once you reassured you him you weren’t weirded out, he was so happy he even teared up a little.

He got you a kitty plushie with a card for your birthday!

Hikaru:

Being friends with him is like being in a never-ending prank war. You never know when he’s cooking something up. 

People always think the both of you are mortal enemies because of the way you insult each other, but in reality, that’s just how both of you normally talk.

He’s hacked into your phone and changed your wallpaper more times than you can count.

Like Ota, he spams you with memes when you’re feeling down.

He tried comforting you once, but it ended with him saying “Well, even a dummy like you needs to let out their snot and tears sometimes.” He’s secretly trying to work on his brusque speech.

Both of you always fight about stupid things. Pineapple pizza or no pineapple pizza, the color of the dress, and even how “gif” is pronounced.

When both of you play pranks on others, both of you are unstoppable.

Bonus - MC: 

Literally the best friend you could ever ask for. She understands what you need without you having to say anything.

She’ll make you food if you’re feeling down, and damn, her food is delicious.

She gets a little emotional after movies, so you have to hug her for a bit to cheer her up.

If you ever feel insecure, she’ll try to make you feel better by telling you how precious you are…plus, she’ll also tell you how insecure she is.

She’ll chide you if you do something dumb, but she’ll always forgive you in the end.

She sends you little messages when you wake up to brighten your day every morning.

No matter what you do, she’ll never judge you for it. In fact, she’ll be your number one supporter!