#always been a big fan. just getting back into it!!!

[ari-ana-bel-la]

Heyy! Could you maybe write for Oscar, his 2 year old babygirl being very cuddly and clingy? She doesn’t want to be separated from him or her mom. Just very fluffy and sweet

Little Miss Clingy

The moment Oscar and Lily laid eyes on their baby girl two years ago, their world shifted. They had thought they understood love before, but seeing their daughter for the first time, tiny and perfect, was something else entirely. They adored every part of her—the way her little fingers curled around theirs, the sleepy sighs she made when she rested on their chests, and now, at two years old, the way she toddled around their home, her chubby arms always reaching for them.

Yn was the center of their universe, and she knew it.

So, when Oscar suggested bringing her to a race for the first time, Lily had been hesitant. "She’s never been around so many people before, Osc," she had said, running her fingers through Yn’s soft curls as the little girl played with her stuffed rabbit. "She might get overwhelmed."

Oscar, ever the optimist, had grinned. "She’ll be fine, love. She’s got us."

And now, standing in the middle of the paddock with Yn perched on Oscar’s hip, her little fists gripping his shirt tightly, Lily wasn’t so sure about that.

Yn’s big eyes darted around, scanning the sea of unfamiliar faces. People were everywhere—talking, laughing, pointing cameras in their direction. Some even called out to her daddy, waving excitedly.

Yn didn’t like it.

She turned her head, burying her face into Oscar’s shoulder. He let out a small chuckle, rubbing her back. "Not a fan of the crowd, huh, sweetheart?"

Yn only gripped him tighter.

"She’s definitely overwhelmed," Lily murmured, adjusting the pink bucket hat on Yn’s head. She had fought hard for that hat. Everyone in the team had wanted to dress their daughter in orange, but Yn had refused. The second Lily showed her the pink one, she had clapped her hands and declared, "Pinky!"

So pink it was.

Oscar pressed a kiss to Yn’s hair. "It’s a lot to take in, isn’t it, bub?"

Yn peeked up at him with wide eyes, then at Lily, before reaching for her. "Mama," she mumbled, her little voice barely audible over the noise of the paddock.

Lily took her immediately, smoothing a hand over her curls. "I’ve got you, baby."

They made their way toward the hospitality area, where a few drivers were gathered, chatting casually. When they spotted Oscar, their faces lit up.

"Ah, so this is the famous Yn!" Lando was the first to approach, grinning wide. "Hey there, little one."

Yn stared at him for a long moment, then turned her face into Lily’s neck.

Lando gasped dramatically. "Rejected. That one stings, not gonna lie."

Alex snorted, leaning over to get a peek at Yn. "She’s shy, mate. Give her a second."

Oscar reached out, stroking Yn’s back. "You okay, bub? These are my friends."

Yn peeked up, glancing at the group again before curling back into her mom’s arms.

Lily chuckled. "She’s in a clingy mood today."

Carlos, standing nearby, tilted his head. "She doesn’t like crowds?"

"She’s just confused," Oscar explained. "This is her first race, and she has no idea what’s going on."

Max, who had been quiet, suddenly crouched down to Yn’s eye level. "Do you like racing, little one?"

Yn blinked at him, then shook her head. "No."

A beat of silence. Then, Lando burst into laughter. "Oh, Oscar, you’re in trouble."

Oscar let out a dramatic sigh. "Come on, bub, you’re breaking my heart here."

Yn just nestled deeper into Lily’s arms.

"You’re not into racing?" Lando tried again. "But your dad is really good at it!"

Yn furrowed her brows. "Where Daddy go?"

Oscar chuckled. "I’m right here, bub."

She shook her head, patting his chest. "No. Later."

It took them a moment to understand what she meant.

"She’s asking where you go during the race," Lily realized, rubbing Yn’s back.

"Ohhh," Oscar grinned. "Daddy goes in the car, sweetheart."

Yn looked unimpressed.

"To drive really fast," Oscar added.

Still unimpressed.

"You don’t think that’s cool?"

Yn shook her head.

Alex doubled over laughing. "She’s killing me!"

Oscar pouted dramatically. "Alright, bub, what do you think is cool?"

Yn thought for a moment, then lifted her hat. "Pinky."

Lily smirked. "Pink is her favorite color. She wasn’t having any of the orange merch."

Carlos hummed. "You have taste, pequeña. Pink is a great color."

Yn finally pulled her face away from Lily’s neck, her big eyes looking at Carlos. "Pink good."

"See?" Carlos beamed. "Smart girl."

Just as she was starting to relax, a crew member approached, handing Oscar his helmet.

"It’s time?" Oscar asked.

"Yeah, you’re needed in the garage."

Oscar turned back to his wife and daughter, taking Yn into his arms and running a soothing hand down Yn’s back. "Alright, bub, Daddy has to go drive now, okay?"

Yn’s little brows furrowed.

"Daddy will be back soon," he promised. "You stay with Mama."

Then, before she could protest, he gently transferred her into Lily’s arms.

Yn made a confused noise, blinking as if trying to process what just happened. Then—

"Daddy!"

Oscar turned just in time to see his little girl reaching for him, her lower lip wobbling.

"Oh, sweetheart," Lily cooed, bouncing her slightly. "It’s okay, baby. Daddy will be back."

But Yn wasn’t having it.

She let out a frustrated whine, her small hands grasping at the air in Oscar’s direction. "Daddy!"

Oscar winced. "Oh man, this is gonna hurt."

"You need to go," Lily said, though she was clearly struggling not to cave at the sight of their daughter’s distress.

"Yeah, but—"

"Daddy!"

It took everything in Oscar not to take her back. But he knew if he did, he’d never leave.

"I love you, bub," he said softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I’ll be back before you know it."

Yn whined again, but this time, she slumped against Lily’s shoulder, defeated.

Oscar gave her one last look, blowing her a kiss, before heading off, feeling a pang in his chest at the sound of her little sniffles.

Lily sighed, adjusting Yn in her arms. "It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you."

Still, Yn was clearly not happy.

And when Lily started talking to a man called Zak Brown, the two-year-old had had enough.

She curled into her mother, pressing her face into Lily’s neck.

Zak chuckled. "She’s not much of a people person, huh?"

Lily smiled, rubbing small circles on Yn’s back. "She’s usually very social. But today is a lot for her."

Zak nodded understandingly. "First race?"

"Yeah. She doesn’t get why people keep wanting Oscar’s attention or where he goes. She just wants her parents."

Yn clung tighter.

"Well," Zak said, giving the little girl a warm smile, "I think she’s got a great support system."

Lily pressed a kiss to her daughter’s head. "That she does."

Yn didn’t understand racing, or why people were so interested in her dad, or why they kept trying to put her in orange when pink was clearly superior.

But she knew one thing for sure.

As long as she was with her mommy and daddy, everything would be okay.

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Authors Note: Hey loves! I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you.

-🩷🎀

[ipushhimback]

would you be able to write oscah fluff after china win?

there you go, anon!! it is not too long but i hope you like it <3

shut up and give me a hug

pairing: oscar piastri x reader warnings: none words: ca. 800

The whole last week Oscar had been in a bad mood thanks to everything that had happened at his home race in Australia. Not even the fact that he had secured his first pole position in qualifying made him feel better. 

Now you were standing next to Oscar, who was getting ready for the race in China. 

“Listen, baby. You will go out there and you’ll fucking win this race, ok? Don’t think about anything than winning. You can do it. I know that you’ll win, the fans believe in your win.”, you said as you moved to stand in front of your boyfriend to look him in the eyes. “Did you understand? You’ll win.”

Oscar looked down at you and nodded. “Of course. I’ll try my best.” He leaned down to you and pressed a kiss to your lips before grinning down at you. “But I want a reward”, he said smirking. 

“Yeah yeah, sure. Now go”, you said and placed his helmet on his head. He gave you a thumbs up before getting in the car. 

***

He won. Oscar really won the Grand Prix. To be honest you were a little scared after his start but then he crossed the line first, making you tick another cube on your bingo card. Yes, you did have a bingo card because you need something to keep you interested in the races when they become boring.

Your boyfriend got out of the car and he looked… like always. Oscar has never been one to show his emotions after a win. That didn’t mean he wasn't happy to be first. Just that he liked it better to celebrate with you.

After the interviews and the podium, where you cried but… no one has seen that, he went over to you still smelling like champagne and sweat. 

“I hate to break it to you, babe, but you really need a shower”, you greeted him. 

“Shut up and give me a hug”, Oscar mumbled as he stepped forward to wrap his arms around you. 

“Yes, you big baby”, you said hugging him back and patting his back over the race suit which was drenched in champagne. 

You scrunched you nose. “Osc. I really really love you but can you please take a shower and change? You are smelly. And wet. And I know the champagne is amazing bc you know you won but it is also just gross…”

”Okayyy…”, Oscar sighed. “But remember my reward, yeah?”

You nodded and gave him another pat to his back to get him to leave for a shower. He left you standing there wondering what you could reward him with. You knew he would be happy with a night full of sex but you wanted to give him something else. Something more meaningful. You just had no idea what. Until it hit you. Something simple. But you were excited to see his face when you would give it to him. 

You sprinted to a small stand where the fans could buy merch and other stuff. You bought what you were looking for before running back to wait for Oscar in front of his driver’s room. 

Only a couple minutes later the door opened and Oscar, now in jeans and a McLaren hoodie, was standing in front of you.

”So? You got my reward?”, he asked, smirking as he leaned down to kiss you.

”Yes. I do. Close your eyes.”, you demanded. 

Oscar looked confused for a second before doing as you told him. You grabbed his hand and slipped something on his wrist. Oscar furrowed his brows trying to make out what it was.

”Ok, you can open your eyes again”, you said nervously. What if he thought it was stupid? What if he didn’t like it? But before you could overthink it Oscar opened his eyes and looked down at his wrist. 

An orange hair tie with a small charm of the chinese gp on it. 

“I’m sorry it is only something small and probably a little silly but you know when people are a couple and the girl gives her boyfriend a hair tie? We haven’t done that yet and I thought it might be cute like from now on you can just add the charms of races you won or so but if you don’t like it it is ok as well or-“

Oscar interrupted you by pressing a kiss on your lips.

”Shut up. It’s amazing, babe. Thank you”, he told you as you blushed. “Now to the reward I actually meant before…”

a/n: loved writing this and i hope you like it! pls continue sending requests i already got a few and am so happy about all of them <3 tags: @strawberryy-kiwii / @a-distantdreamer / @requiemforthepoets / @martygraciesversion381 / @l-vroom4 / @comicqlivy / @sid-is-gr8 / @picklesbuddy93 / @sadiemack9 / @f1fantasys / @cloud-55 / @sunny44 / @widow-cevans / @gigicisneros / @mbioooo0000 / @sinfully-yoursss / @bravo-delta-eccho / @rue-t / @mayax2o07 / @alexanderachillesisgay / @maviesamour / @suhchenjun / @pippyth3hippy / @sweate-r-weathe-r / @joannaln4 / @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy / @aleatorio1234 / @anayaverse 

[mocchiixxx]

96ers (동갑내기) and My Stupid Idiot

(Yoon Jeonghan x Reader)

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Slice of Life

Summary: While supporting HoWoo backstage at Music Bank, you get the shock of your life when Jeonghan, on weekend leave from the military, suddenly appears beside you. The surprise quickly turns into playful outrage when you realize he contacted Seungcheol first instead of you. Cue fake jealousy, dramatic accusations, and Jeonghan being his usual stupid idiot self, because no matter what, he always knows how to win you over.

Part 2

Backstage at Music Bank was as lively as ever, but you kept to the quiet viewing area, watching HoWoo perform on screen. Their comeback song 96ers had been stuck in your head for days, and seeing them perform it live, even from backstage, filled you with pride.

This wasn’t their first performance of the song, just one of the many they’d done during their promotion period. But you still came whenever you could, showing your support from behind the scenes. Going out into the audience wasn’t exactly an option when you were Yoon Jeonghan’s girlfriend. You weren’t an idol, but you knew all too well that fans would recognize you, and the last thing you wanted was to shift attention away from HoWoo on their big day.

So, you stayed here, quietly cheering them on.

“They’re really killing it, huh?”

That voice... smooth, teasing, and utterly impossible.

You froze.

Slowly, you turned and your heart nearly stopped.

Yoon Jeonghan.

Dressed in a black hoodie, round glasses perched on his nose, hair shorter than usual but still him, standing beside Seungcheol with an all-too-smug look on his face.

“JEONGHAN?!” you whisper-yelled, eyes wide.

He smirked. “Oh? Jagiya, what a coincidence.”

“COINCIDENCE?!” You smacked his arm, making him wince dramatically. “YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE MILITARY!”

“Ow, jagiyaaa,” he whined, rubbing his arm. “I got weekend leave. Thought I’d surprise you.”

Your jaw dropped. “AND YOU DIDN’T THINK TO TELL ME?!”

Jeonghan chuckled, pushing his glasses up. “Wouldn’t have been a surprise if I did.”

You huffed, but before you could respond, something clicked in your mind.

He was standing next to Seungcheol.

Your eyes narrowed. “Wait a second…”

Jeonghan blinked. “What?”

You gasped dramatically, taking a step back. “So Seungcheol-oppa was the first person you contacted when you got out?”

Seungcheol, who had been quietly observing, let out a long-suffering sigh. “Oh no.”

“Not even your own girlfriend?!” you continued, voice laced with playful betrayal.

Jeonghan chuckled, finally catching on. “Ah, jagiya, don’t be like that—”

“No, no, I see how it is,” you huffed, turning away with a fake sniffle. “I thought I was special, but clearly, Choi Seungcheol has your heart first.”

Seungcheol sighed. “Please don’t drag me into this.”

Jeonghan was grinning now, stepping closer to wrap his arms around you from behind. “Aww, my jagiya is jealous?”

You crossed your arms, pretending to stay mad. “I should be.”

He leaned in, voice dropping into a soft whisper. “You’re the only one I wanted to see, you know.”

Your heart did a ridiculous flip. Stupid idiot. Stupid smooth idiot.

“…Fine,” you muttered, relenting. “But you are making this up to me later.”

Jeonghan chuckled, squeezing you tighter. “Anything for you, jagiya.”

Seungcheol, now rubbing his temples, muttered under his breath, “I am never third-wheeling you two again.”

[etherealval]

dating matt sturniolo headcannons | a/n: sorry for the hiatus guys life has been very unforgiving 😅

⭑𓂃 he’s a big fan of casual pda. nothing too over the top, but he’s always touching you in some way. either his hand resting on your lower back, his pinky interlinked with yours, his knee knocking against yours when you’re sitting next to each other. it’s subconscious, really, he just likes being close to you

⭑𓂃 he gets so flustered when you compliment him. you tell him he looks good, and he’s instantly looking away, biting back a smile. “stop,” he’ll mumble, cheeks turning pink as he pretends to be all unbothered. but you know he loves it

⭑𓂃 he’s always holding your things for you. your bag, your phone, your coffee, if your hands are full he’ll take something without you even asking. he carries all your shopping bags when you’re out together, and if you’re wearing a jacket and get too warm, he’ll drape it over his arm like it’s nothing

⭑𓂃 late night drives are matt’s love language. if either of you is feeling overwhelmed, he’s quick to grab his keys. windows down, music playing in the background, his hand resting on your thigh as he drives. sometimes you talk about everything and sometimes you sit in comforting silence. despite how much he complains about driving his brothers around, whenever you ask he never hesitates. chris and nick constantly call him out for it. “oh, so when we ask, it’s a whole thing, but when she asks, you’re already in the car?” matt just shrugs, gripping the wheel with one hand and reaching for yours with the other. “it’s not the same.”

⭑𓂃 he loves watching movies with you. doesn’t matter what kind, he just likes having you curled up next to him, sharing a blanket. if it’s a horror movie, he’ll joke about you getting scared just so you’ll cling to him. if it’s a romcom, he’ll pretend he’s not into it, but you always catch him actually getting a bit too invested in the story

⭑𓂃 he’s not the best at texting, but he tries for you. he prefers to talk in person, but he makes the effort to send you updates throughout the day, even if they’re just random pictures or a “miss you” text

taglist: @heartsforvin , @sturncakez , @matts-myloverboy , @mattsbitchh , @ilyttmatsa @sturniolosluttt , @emely9274 , @sturnsc

[airybcby]

જ⁀♡⊹｡° i bless the rain down in africa

( bllk boys x gn! reader )

♡ a/n — thinking abt going to a drive through safari with the bllk boys

♡ word count — 913

♡ content — sae itoshi x reader, shidou ryusei x reader, isagi yoichi x reader, yukimiya kenyu x reader, drive through safari, nickname 'babe' used (shidou), nickname 'my love' used (yukimiya), probably ooc, yuki's is short bc i ran out of brain power, not proofread.

♡ synopsis — bllk boys ( sae, shidou, isagi, and yukimiya) at a drive through safari with you :)

☾⋆⁺₊✧ sae itoshi

like the responsible ( and sensible ) person he is, he read the instructions that were on the infographic given to you two before he started driving through this 'safari' you so badly wanted to go to.

while you...well you threw it on the ground and grabbed two bags of feed so the two of you could feed the animals!

which is how you ended up in this position- a zebra head sticking through your window reaching for more food while you finally read the information,

"oh my god! sae! don't feed the zebras!!"

he wasn't. actually he wasn't feeding any animals- his window rolled up and the other bag of food in your lap.

or it was.

until the zebra reached in and grabbed the edge of the paper bag- making you scream in fear.

"sae-"

"you're gonna break my seatbelt." he said, face dead serious as he looked at you.

AS IF YOU CARED ABOUT A SEATBELT! THIS ZEBRA WAS ABOUT TO EAT YOU!

"pleasepleasepleaseplease don't-" you cried, squeezing your eyes shut as the zebra ripped the bag out of the window- making feed fly everywhere in the car.

you opened one of your eyes while your hand hastily reached to roll up your window, "i'm sorry-"

"you're cleaning it."

yeah, safe to say that you and sae weren't the biggest fans of the drive through safari.

☾⋆⁺₊✧ shidou ryusei

this was his idea. he showed you a video and decided that his day off after a hard game was the perfect day to go see all these animals and feed them!

and unfortunately for you, with a boyfriend like shidou- it's impossible to not have every small thing you two do together turns into a near death expierience.

like right now-

you were screaming, "oh my god! oh my god! let it go! roll up the window!" why, you ask?

because shidou had one arm wrapped on an ostrich while 3 other ostriches were trying to shove their heads into the car- all while shidou laughed and encouraged them with handfuls of feed.

"aw, why babe? we're friends can't cha see?" you'd always been your boyfriends biggest defender and supporter- always having a comeback for anytime someone said he was insane.

but now you were starting to understand why they would say that.

"ryu- JESUS!" you curled up in a ball in your seat, the terrifying bird using its long neck to try and grab the bag of feed that was in your hands. "just take it!!" you huffed, throwing the feed towards shidou...

which, thinking back on it- wasn't smart.

the ostriches began pecking at him- his hair, his shirt, his arms- not that they were purposefully trying to hurt him- no they just wanted the food!

and while you were freaking out, he was laughing in excitement, "see babe? i told you we were friends!"

yeah, your boyfriend is insane.

☾⋆⁺₊✧ isagi yoichi

you two decided that this would be a cute date idea! you, your loving boyfriend, and some cute animals? what could go wrong?

everything, actually.

you and isagi were both backed up against the center console- shoulders touching as the two of you screamed.

"isagi! make them leave!!"

"me? you do it!"

what you were so afraid of?

camels.

their freaky disgusting spit dripping into the car is what had you scared as you all but threw the feed at them- but in isagi's attempt to seem like a big and brave man- he hand fed one!

and it hadn't let go of his hand yet- licking all over and chasing his hand inside the window when he tried to pull away.

"they like you! get out and be with them!" you hit his shoulder, letting out a shrill cry when the camel by your window yawned- the animals stinky breath hitting you in the face.

"isagi yoichi if you don't get out i swear to god!"

and it was an accident- it really was- but isagi's foot slammed on the gas. not hitting any camels, but giving the both of you a heart attack big enough to make the two of you forget about the camels.

you turned to look at him, with his blue eyes staring back at you before he busted out laughing, you still on the verge of tears.

"that wasn't funny! get out!"

☾⋆⁺₊✧ kenyu yukimiya

it was just supposed to be a cute couples date while you two traveled for one of yukimiya's away games

one simple google search of ' what to do near me' gave you the answer of

' drive through safari '

and who didn't love feeding animals while driving and listening to calming music with the love of your life?

you. actually.

while your gorgeous and calm boyfriend was feeding a llama in his hand while petting its head, you were sobbing as a meaner - according to you - llama was at your window harassing you for food.

"yuki! please heLP-" you screamed- quickly grabbing more food as the llama on your side made a noise that sounded scarily like it was getting its spit ready.

you shakily extended your hand, jumping as the animal hastily started eating out of your hand

"drive kenyu. i'm not joking." you whispered as if you were scared the llama would hear you and commit an act of murder.

"oh, my love, they're sweet. why are you so scared?" he smiled as he cupped another hand of food- giving his charming smile to the llama.

"they only like pretty boys like you!!"

i'm laughing thinking abt this i hope yall like it

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[ztrawberi]

𝒮𝓌ℯℯ𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝒶𝓇．．．

✧ Alexis Ness, WC: 1218, G: fluff, Warn: none,

❥ A/N: Ness is such a cutie (づ￣ ³￣)づ also, did anyone hear the new skz mixtape? its so good yaya!! (*^‿^*)

To be the girlfriend of Alexis Ness was a blessing. He worshipped the ground you walked on, really, and cherished you in a way that only a desperate and controlled man could act. Who knew unmarried men could show their love to their women so intimately? you didnt. But Ness showed you.

The local cafe, your favorite cafe ever, was where you met him. In a tiny baby tee with a big strawberry on the front, your cutest pair of jeans and your lace panties with a bow peaking out from the belt. You felt pretty, you looked pretty, you are pretty, it was perfect. Second in line, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“Uh- excuse me, miss…?”

A man voiced from behind you, your whole day crashing down with the thing you dreaded most. An interaction with a man. Being polite, you turned around and craned your neck back just a hit to get a better look at the mans face. Your eyelashes batted, a sweet smile on your face, and your hands in your jeans pocket bunching up the fabric from the inside out of annoyance.

“Yes?”

He gulped, quite loudly, at gaining your attention. You were pretty today. He thinks that you might be pretty everyday, actually. You looked so naturally pretty. His lip quivered just a bit, not used to human interactions in the wilderness of the outside world.

“A-are you a regular at the cafe here? ive never been here before and i- uhm- dont know what to order…”

He raised his hand and rubbed the back of neck, looking down away from your eyes and to his feet. He imagined you just yelling at him, pushing him over and running away. What kind of person were you? were you going to kill him? maybe. He didnt know you. He knew you were really pretty, though. However, you perked up a hit at his social anxiety that you quickly picked up on. You knew it all. Seeing someone else with the same issue always made you want to help them, since you knew how it was.

“I am a regular here! so, if you wanna order, what are you usually in to when coming to drinks?”

You gave him your full attention, wanting to be seen as kind. If he was one of those guys that took it the wrong way or took advantage of it, you were already prepared and thought ahead of what to do. But, seeing as he seems nervous yo talk to you, you decided to help. You really wanted good karma today.

Hearing your voice respond without a crude remark almost made Ness sigh in relief, but he forced himself to hold it in. He brightened up a bit at your sweetness. He smiled, just a little bit, but even for you to notice his change in attitude. It was silent, barely noticeable, but it was there.

“Uhm- i really like strawberry flavored things, i-i just didnt know how to- uh- say it here…”

You werent going to point it out, but you could tell he was a foreigner. His skin was just a bit more tanned than the beauty standard, and he didnt look Japanese whatsoever. It didnt surprise you that he just needed help with how to pronounce something. Anyways, thats how you met. But now, back to the present…

. . . ε=ε=┌( >_<)┘

Movie night, something you and him had done almost every friday night since youve met. Whilst getting to know him better you two figured out that you both live down the same street, a famous soccer player trying to live like a normal citizen to not attract weird fans by owning a big penthouse.

Every week, it would be your knees touching without either of you moving away, it would be sharing the big popcorn bucket, it would be you both accidentally making eye contact and becoming flustered when a suggestive scene popped up on the television that no one suspected. It would be full of unspoken words and subtle hints of love.

You two grew much closer over the time, so now, you guys were shoulder to shoulder under four fluffy blankets in your pijamas with matching face masks. Youve done the same with many of your male friends before, but the difference here was instead of fighting over food, you shared, instead of sitting on the opposite sides of the couch, you cuddled. It was like the slow burn Kdrama you were watching with Ness.

“Because… im in love with you! ive been in love with you since we were children, Jaehyun!”

You and Ness gasped, dropping the popcorn onto the coffee table to put you hands up to your mouth. After two, two, whole seasons, th girl in your guys’ show finally confessed. Ness looked over to you, a flush in his face. This was perfect, right? say it now? should he? he wasnt sure. He was scared. You were too focused on the series, pushing yourself to the egde of the couch to see better if the love interest will return his feelings.

Ness took a deep breath in, anxiety rising by the second. Your breath hitched like his when you felt his hands clasp around your face and force you to look into his eyes. Oh, his eyes. How you loved his eyes. Trying to keep your cool, you hands went up to his and you inhaled to ask him what in the hell he was doing. But he opened his mouth before you could.

“Im in love with you. Since- well- i dont really know, b-but since- after i really got to know you.”

He stuttered over his words, not used to taking control over things and acting on what he really wanted. What he wished for. What he desired. You eyebrows flew up, you heart pattering so loudly against your ribcage, you could feel it shiver through your whole body up to your face to go all red.

“Oh, Taesan…”

The voice from the television made you want to look to see what was happening, so, so bad. But the man of your dreams confessing right infront of you was the only thing you could focus on. You closed your mouth and furrowed your brows, trying to find the right words. You couldnt.

Ness took your silence as a sign. A no. His hands slowly crept down from your face, and he frowned.

“Sorry. Nevermind. I dont know what came over-“

You cut him off, climbing over the jumbled blankets to kiss him. It was sloppy and messy since the both of you were inexperienced, to be fair. But it had so many unspoken words in it. He kissed you right back, as close as he could to all the romance movies he watched and observed so that he would know what to do when the time came.

You slowly pulled away from him, sighing. He closed his eyes and pulled you closer into him as your touch and actions reassured him that he was wrong to think twice that you didnt like him back. You gasped loudly, making him open his wyes and look at you to see your eyes glued to the television again.

After two, whole seasons, they finally kissed.

ZTRAWBERI © 2025

[kxsagi]

hi! This is my first time requesting so sorry if I'm a little awkward lmao. Anyways can I request one for Reo where considering he always gets what he wants, and thinks girls like him because of his looks/money (based off my interpretation of his character + ep nagi) when the time comes he actually did like a girl (reader) he really struggles because reader showed no interest lol. Anyways, thank you!

“𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭”

a/n: oooh i’ve never written anything for our gay rich boy before. and you’re all good dw!

ngl reo reminds me of the song “whatever she want” by bryson tiller (fire song btw) and “tapout” by rich gang

(don't know art credits sorry) he's so fine

reo mikage was used to winning. he was used to getting his way. it came with the territory – the money, the status, the looks. his life had always been an easy game of give and take. he gave a glance, a smile, a lazy smirk, and in return, he took hearts. casually. effortlessly. without even trying. 

girls liked him. obviously. they liked the penthouse views, the sleek cars, the designer watch he wore like it meant nothing. they liked the expensive dinner dates that didn’t even make a dent in his card. they liked the way he played soccer with unbothered precision, elegant and composed, the perfect balance of charm and skill. they liked everything about him. 

so, when he met you, he didn’t expect you to be any different. 

except you were. 

you barely looked at him. barely even acknowledged him beyond the most basic courtesy. a glance. a polite smile. a nod when necessary. nothing more. you didn’t fawn, didn’t blush, didn’t giggle. you didn’t trail after him or hang on his words. didn’t care when he slung a towel over his shoulder and his shirt clung to his skin post-practice. didn’t so much as glance at the stupid, limited-edition watch on his wrist that was probably worth your rent. 

and gosh, it drove him insane. 

at first, it was just an irritation. a minor dent to his ego. maybe you were just playing hard to get. maybe you were the kind who wanted to be chased. fine. he could play along. he was good at games. he could wait for you to crack. 

but you never did. 

weeks passed. then months. you were the same. cordial. friendly enough, but so completely unmoved by him, it made his eye twitch. you were kind, sure. sweet, even. just… not specifically to him. you treated him like he was just another guy. not reo mikage – the heir, the rising soccer star, the guy with a face and a bank account anyone would die for. 

and it left him a little unhinged. 

suddenly, he was the one looking for you at practice. lingering by the vending machine because he knew you always grabbed a drink there. making excuses to walk past the staff office, just in case you were there. he started trying, actually trying, to get your attention. 

he started lingering in conversations longer, waiting for you to notice his voice. he made half-hearted jokes to hear your laugh. let out exasperated sighs louder than necessary when he was tired, hoping you’d ask if he was okay. 

nothing. 

when he bought new shoes, he casually asked, "you like them?" 

you blinked. glanced at them briefly. "yeah, they’re cool." 

cool. cool. 

his shoes were custom-made and flown in from italy and all you could say was cool??? 

reo was losing his mind. 

the final straw came at a post-match event. he had just scored twice, and everyone was celebrating. people congratulated him, patted his back, showered him with praise. and then he saw you, quietly sitting on the terrace balcony, nursing a drink. he didn’t think twice before slipping away from the crowd and joining you. 

"you’re not celebrating?" he asked, feigning nonchalance. 

you glanced over, then back at the view. "i am. just not a fan of big crowds." 

he took that as an opening and slid into the seat next to you. surely, you’d see him differently tonight. he was riding the high of victory, practically glowing from it. girls were practically staring at him, but here he was, sitting next to you. 

"you saw the match, right?" he asked, eyes glinting, lips quirking into that signature smirk that usually made people weak in the knees. 

you hummed. "yeah, you were good." 

good. good. 

he was phenomenal. he scored the winning goal and you had the audacity to say good??? 

he didn’t even realize he was pouting slightly until you gave him a funny look. 

"what?" you asked, clearly confused by his expression. 

"nothing," he muttered, sulking into his seat. 

there was a beat of silence before you spoke again, your voice almost hesitant. 

"hey… do you think you could introduce me to nagi?" 

reo physically malfunctioned. he stared at you, mouth slightly open, unable to process what you just said. "what?" 

you smiled, completely oblivious to the dagger you’d just driven through his chest. "nagi. he seems cool. i feel like we’d get along." 

nagi. nagi. his lazy, bored, white-haired best friend. you wanted to meet nagi. 

for the first time in his life, reo mikage was faced with the impossible: rejection. not even outright rejection, just a complete, indifferent dismissal. you weren’t playing hard to get. you just… didn’t care. you weren’t interested. you didn’t look at him and see wealth or status or charm. you saw some guy. just reo. 

and as he sat there, stewing in disbelief, he realized two things. 

one: this was new territory. he’d never actually had to try before. 

two: he liked you more for it. 

because you weren’t shallow. you weren’t there for his money, his name, his easy charm. you didn’t fall for the things that made him likable to everyone else. and maybe it pissed him off at first, but it also made him want you more. 

so, as you kept rambling about how nagi seemed fun, completely unaware of the internal war raging inside him, reo downed the rest of his drink. 

fine. you wanted nothing to do with his wealth or charm? 

good. 

he’d just have to win you over the hard way. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

a/n: i don’t chase, i attract 

[pukefactory]

hello! i love your writing so much and wanted to know if i could request Goob from Dandy’s World play fighting with/tickling reader? all fun and fluffy, nothing nsfw. he just makes me happy and seems like he’d be fun to play with, with his long arms i feel like he’d trap reader and noogie them playfully or tease them before letting them get him back.

no pressure of course! 🌸

꒷꒦⋆⑅˚₊ CUTE AND DEADLY ₊˚⑅⋆꒷꒦

↻ Summary: A Compilation Of Headcanons About Goob Tickling You!

↻ Character(s): Goob The Fluffy Craft (Dandy’s World)

↻ Genre: Headcanons, SFW

↻ Warning(s): None - Completely Safe!

↻ Image Credits: @pluginpet & @gloomy-collective

⋟ Goob doesn’t just hug—he traps! The second he spots you, those long, cable-like arms shoot out to ensnare you in a hug that quickly turns into playful roughhousing. He’s got you now! Wiggle all you want, he’s not letting go!

⋟ Goob is a big fan of noogies. The moment you’re in his grasp, he ruffles your hair with those big, clawed hands, giggling the whole time. “Ahhh! The ultimate Goob Noogie Attack! Hehe!” His excitement is contagious, even when you try (and fail) to squirm away.

⋟ His arms may be strong, but they’re also flexible. That means he can wrap you up and wiggle his claws right into your sides at the same time. “Tickle tickle! Ohoho, you’re so squirmy!” He’ll cackle as you try to fight back, but Goob never loses a tickle war… unless you pull a surprise counterattack!

⋟ If you somehow manage to slip free and go for his sides? Oh boy. Goob shrieks in laughter, flailing those noodle arms wildly. “AHH! NO! NOT THE TICKLES! I’M TOO FLUFFY FOR THIS!!” The moment you let up, he flops onto the floor dramatically. He has been defeated! (But only for now…)

⋟ No matter how a play fight ends, Goob always finishes it with a huge, crushing hug. “Hehe! No hard feelings, buddy!” You’ll probably get lifted right off the ground while he sways side to side. He lives for hugs, after all!

⋟ If you challenge him to a “fair” play-fight, Goob fully commits. “Ohhh, you wanna go?! Hah! I’m the champion of tickle battles!” He’ll bounce in place, wiggling his claws menacingly before charging like a giggling whirlwind of chaos.

⋟ Sometimes Scraps walks by and just sighs. “Goob. Stop terrorizing them.” But Goob gasps dramatically. “Terrorizing?! Me?! Nooo! I’m just giving out free fun!” (She’s not convinced.)

⋟ Goob has zero warning system. He’ll just randomly decide to pounce, arms flailing as he declares, “HUG ATTACK!!” Even if you try to escape, it’s too late. You’re already trapped in fluffy chaos.

⋟ The best part of play-fighting with Goob? His laughter. He’s all big grins and breathless giggles, totally in the moment. Whether he’s winning or losing, he’s just so happy, and it’s impossible not to smile along with him.

⋟ No matter what, Goob always ends a play fight with a triumphant grin. “That was so fun! Can we do it again? Pleeease?!” Even if you’re still catching your breath, how can you say no to that face?

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 13

Note: (I'll keep updating the lists as I read more fics. Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12 (completed)

[OT7]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Sunshine Riptide by jincherie

— pairing: ot7 x reader — genre: hybrid au, fluff, comfort, found family, ac inspired — wc: 13.8k+ — summary: Moving to this island whose inhabitants are mostly hybrids was a bit of an impulse decision, something you did with empty pockets barely a cent to your name. Thanks to the kindness of the island’s ‘mayor’ you have a place to stay, the last spare room in a sharehouse with seven hybrids, and for three months he will pay your rent in exchange for you to work in his shop until you are back on your feet. It’s a sweet deal, but when you begin to get along better than expected with your housemates and the deadline for your departure looms ever closer, you’re not sure you’re going to be able to make yourself leave when the time comes. 

➺ Until The Last Star Falls by minniepetals

— pairing: underworld lords!bts x shield!reader — genre: fluff, angst / reincarnation!au / poly!au / gods!au — word count: 44.4k — summary: it was a love you knew would never make it out alive without sacrificing a part of your happiness to receive a greater happiness. but for them, you’d go to any extreme to have them again, and for you, they will always remind you each day that you are theirs and that nothing can tear you apart, not even until the last star falls.

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Eight Years by jungkookstatts

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: MarriedCouple!AU, EstablishedRelationship!AU, a very soft Joon but also extremely powerful and dominant Joon. Wordcount: 2,493 Summary: Namjoon and you have been married for eight years. What makes it so great? Maybe the fact that your husband never stopped loving you with just as much passion as the first day he fell in love.

➺ Trivia Love by luxekook

⇥ pairing: kim namjoon x reader ⇥ genre: non-idol au with fluff and smut ⇥ word count: 5.4k ⇥ summary: in which the reader and namjoon become ridiculously attracted to each other over weekly late night trivia sessions

➺ The Bodyguard by rmnamjoons

➳ pairing: bodyguard!Namjoon x reader ➳ genre: bodyguard au, romance, smut, fake dating/fake marriage, road trip (kinda), very slight angst ➳ word count: 62.9k ➳ summary: You’re the daughter of the ambassador to a small, peaceful, barely-on-the-map country in Western Europe, working as a diplomat to help your mother with her endless meetings and politics. After a kidnapping attempt gone wrong, you and your protective bodyguard Namjoon are on the run across Europe, jumping from trains, stealing cars, and pretending to be a couple on your honeymoon to stay hidden. As the would-be kidnappers close in, Namjoon promises you that he’s going to keep you safe, no matter the cost.

➺ Six Annoying Cupids by redrose10

⇥ pairing: kim namjoon x reader ⇥ genre: non-idol au with fluff ⇥ prompt: "Dont look at them, look at me"

➺ y/n seems to have everyone wrapped around her finger and to be quite frank, namjoon's unimpressed by jungshookz

➺ pairing; professor!namjoon x y/n  ➺ genre; mostly sfw with a little something something at the end!! namjoon is a philosophy professor who suddenly has to share his precious lecture hall newbie professor y/n!! we all know i am a big fan of enemies to lovers/opposites attract and i love it even more when both of them are total nerds!! y/n’s approach to philosophy is so ridiculous and namjoon can’t stand her!! namjoon is so stuffy and y/n can’t stand him!! god damnit just kiss already!!  ➺ wordcount; 7.2k ➺ summary; you’re the newest professor joining the university, and all of a sudden, it feels like namjoon actually has someone to compete with for the first time.  ➺ what to expect; “Also, please stick to black, blue, and red ink for future note-taking and grading purposes. Pastel purple is not an appropriate colour for a higher education atmosphere. Thank you.”

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Final Sleigh by floralseokjin 

pairing; kim seokjin x reader  genre; workplace/office au, enemies/rivals to lovers, starts off as a holiday au but drabbles further develop the story, rom-com words; 23,363  summary; You took an (almost) immediate dislike to Seokjin during his first week at the office and six months later that distaste is not only still going strong, but also mutual. Working in sales, you view one another as competition, so what happens when you’re forced to organise the Christmas office party together? It’s a recipe for disaster, but one thing’s for sure, it doesn’t end the way you imagined it... (Spoiler alert: you don’t wind up murdering him.)  

➺ Fall in Hatred by jimlingss

➜ Pairing: Husband! Jin x Wife! Reader ➜ Words: 20k ➜ Genres: Fluff, Crack, Some Angst, Marriage!AU, Divorce!AU (kind of) ➜ Summary: You and Jin are over. When you’d rather stay with the spider that’s set up shop in the bathroom (and who’s become your new pet) than with your ‘husband’ in the living room, you know things aren’t good. But when your entire, overbearing family gathers at the summer house and you’re forced to drag him along, escaping from him isn’t so easy anymore. And maybe...just maybe...you’ll have a change of heart.

➺ Sit. Stay. by daechwitatamic

Pairing: Jin x Reader Genre: fluff, s2l, neighbors!au, baby angst for a quick minute?, smut Wc: 14k Summary: Your new puppy, Zinnia, has turned your world on its head. She’s ruined everything from your sleep schedule to your favorite shoes, and you know it’s your own failure to train her properly. When your cute upstairs neighbor tells you about a local obedience academy, he slowly starts to make himself a place in your schedule, your life, and your heart. After your last relationship went up in flames, will his affections be something else you can count as a failure?

➺ Knocked by sailoryooons

☾ Pairing: Streamer!Seokjin x f. reader ☾ Word Count: 10,673 ☾ Genre: Roommates to lovers, smut, humor ☾ Summary: Living with people is difficult, but all things considered, your new roommate isn’t terrible. He cooks, he cleans, and if you had to be honest - incredibly attractive. But his habit of streaming until the early hours of the morning while yelling and making other questionable noises has pushed you to the limit. You’ve finally decided to risk your sanity and put it all on the line with a reckless bet in hopes of getting some peace and quiet at night.

➺ Candyland by honeymoonjin

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: jin x reader ft. elf!jk ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: thriller, angst, fantasy ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: est. 13k   sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: you and your husband jin try to enjoy a nice holiday in the North Pole, but there’s something not quite right with the elves.

➺ Warm this winter by jamaisjoons

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: seokjin x reader ft. ex-boyfriend jungkook ❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: angst ∝ fluff ∝ smut ∝ vacation au ∝ christmas au. ❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 51.6k ❥ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 spending the winter vacation with an ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend was not something anyone would ever consider doing. spending the winter vacation with both an ex-boyfriend, his new girlfriend, and the one night stand you’d used to try to get over him, well that was a whole other situation that anyone sane would have fled from. and yet, here you are. caught between your best friend (and consequently your ex-boyfriend), and the very same man who you’d fallen into bed with after a night of wallowing in self pity. all while stuck in the picturesquely beautiful - and cruelly romantic - austrian alps. well. at least you can say you had an interesting christmas. 〞

➺ Buy me Presents by muniimyg

pairing: ksj x reader(f)  genre: est. relationship, smut summary: in which you and your boyfriend, jin, do a gift exchange... you get him a new game console and he gifts you his credit card

➺ Heart on the Window by melancholy-of-nadia

pairing: ksj x reader(f)  genre: m (18+) ; smut ; roommates au / streamer/cam boy au / office worker au, childhood rivals to awkward roommates to lovers? au parts: 4/6 summary: You lost your job, got cheated on by your boyfriend, and had to give up your home—all in the span of a few weeks. Life hasn’t been kind lately, and just when it feels like you’ve hit rock bottom, your mom suggests an unexpected solution: move in with Seokjin, her friend’s son, who you vaguely remember as your annoying childhood rival. You haven’t talked to him in like 15 YEARS. But begrudgingly, you agree, hoping for this to be a temporary fix, only to find yourself in a more complicated situation when you discover Seokjin has some dirty little secrets. As you attempt to rebuild your life under his roof, tensions rise, boundaries blur, and you’re forced to confront not only your messy circumstances but also your growing fascination with the man you thought you once knew.

{SERIES}

➺ Amalthea by daechwitatamic

Pairing: Jin x Reader Genre: best friend's older brother!au, angst smut fluff trifecta Parts: 4/4 Summary: You can count on two things in life. One: that your lifelong best friend Minji will always be there for you, in your corner, your brightest star. Two: that you'll never be free from her older brother Seokjin's orbit - the gravitational pull is just too strong.

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Want A Taste? by suga-kookiemonster

pairing⇢ yoongi/reader word count⇢ 18.3k genre⇢ smut | humor | friends to lovers | shopping mall!au summary⇢ pretzel pro. most skillful tongue in the food court world. allegedly. that’s what yoongi keeps telling you, anyway. of course, you’re reasonably skeptical of his claims—but if there’s one thing that motivates the notoriously-lethargic man, it’s proving skeptics wrong. 

➺ Alive Aha Fxck by softyoongiionly

Pairing: Vampire! Yoongi x Human! Reader Genre: neighbor au, soulmate au, vampire au, supernatural, fluff, HUMOR, angst, smut Word Count: 42,653 Summary: An abandoned apartment in your building caught your attention the day you moved in. With a mind full of conspiracy theories, you’ve spent many hours contemplating what might be behind the door of Room 17. Your neighbor, Yoongi, doesn’t seem as eager as you are to solve the mystery but he agrees to help you break in anyway to get you to finally shut up about it. Also, he may or may not think you’re kinda cute. However, the two  of you get more than you bargain for when you discover something dangerous is living right next door; Little do you know that this something has quite a lot in common with your snarky neighbor… or… “Actually this is kind of cool, I’ve always wanted to star in a Twilight fanfic…” “I can’t believe you genuinely just compared this situation to Twilight.” “Yoongi- I hate to break it to you but, this literally happened in Twilight.”

➺ Calling...Producer Min Yoongi by bangtan-dreamland

Pairing: myg x reader Genre: fluff, strangers-to-lovers!au, mutual pining Word Count: 4569 Synopsis: Not only has Yoongi erased all traces of loneliness in your nights, even your days are now filled with warmth and love. Your phone is filled with music- yours, his, and your call log of his number only.

➺ Tricks of The Trade by stutterfly

Pairings: Yoongi x Reader Word Count: 24.1K Genre: Fluff, humor, smut, oneshot Prompt: “The FBI doesn’t care about your porn preferences.” {Body Swap AU, Soulmates AU} Summary: The convenience store across the street from your apartment carries your favorite energy drink. That's why you frequent it. It's definitely not because you have a big fat crush on the owner you've been flirting with for the better part of a year. Of course your brand of flirting can also be misconstrued as bickering. When a strange man wanders into the store, he thinks you need a little nudge to embrace the strings connecting you. Next thing you know you're waking up in a body that definitely doesn't belong to you. You can't decide if it's the best or worst thing that's ever happened to you.

➺ A Man's World by trivia-yandere

pairing: Yoongi x Reader word count: 10,172 summary: you've been living in a man's world so long that you forgotten what it was like to just be a woman living in it.

➺ Cream & Suga by snackhobi

pairing: yoongi x barista f!reader word count: 14.8k genre: coffeeshop!au, fluff, dash of smut (NSFW) summary: yoongi is your favourite regular. he’s patient, polite, and predictable, a-large-black-coffee-to-go-please, no cream, no sugar, thank you. rinse and repeat. the seasons might change, but yoongi’s order stays the same. and then one fateful day in winter, yoongi asks about the weekly specials, orders a cup of christmas and sugary sweetness, and everything starts changing.

➺ Kiss Me More by mosaic-opine

Pairing: CEO!Min Yoongi x Fem!Reader Genre: Arranged Marriage AU, fluff, smut, angst Word count: 7,285 Summary: You were 7 when you were arranged to marry the younger son of the Mins. However, when the said son returns home from overseas with a pregnant girlfriend, his older brother steps in and takes his place at the altar. There was only one problem, everyone was scared of him. Including you.  That is, until he walks in unannounced when you're playing with your toy. 

{SERIES}

➺ Who Rescued Who? by redrose10 [ONGOING]

Pairing: Cat Cafe Owner Min Yoongi x female Reader Genre: mentions of depression, suicide, anxiety, lots of angst Parts: 1/2 Summary: With only a few dollars left to your name you weren’t sure how you were going to survive. Thankfully, Suga’s Cat Cafe came to the rescue offering you a job when you needed it most. Not only did it pay decently it also came with perks like unlimited free coffee and a cute, but grumpy cafe owner named Yoongi. At first you believed it was him that saved you at your worst, but as time went on you started to wonder…who rescued who?

➺ Love and Lullabies by ktownshizzle

Pairing: Min Yoongi x female Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut, idol!au, Acquaintances to Lovers, Reader is Namjoon’s bestie Parts: 5/5 Summary: What begins as a simple favor for your best friend Namjoon soon pulls you into the rhythms of Yoongi’s life—afternoons spent caring for his son, late nights filled with candid conversations, and a connection neither of you thought you needed. You’re just fresh out of a long-term relationship with an ex who didn’t want a family with you, so did you really just stumble into a life you’ve always dreamed of? (Thank god Namjoon isn’t the only one who’s clumsy.) Alternatively, It’s 2025 and BTS is prepping for their comeback. All members seem to have gained muscle weight from their time at camp. But Min Yoongi has gained a different kind of weight—an 8-pound baby and a fuck-load of responsibility. (Thank god you’re there to help him.)

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Moon Magic by Jincherie

✩ — pairing: hoseok x reader ✩ — genre: mermaid au, pirate au, magic au, fluff ✩ — words: 33.8k+ ✩ — summary: You've never paid much mind to the moon, but you quickly learn that even though you've never really thought of the her, she has always watched over you. What better to heal an grieving heart, than the luminous, rippling magic of the moon? And maybe a merman, or two. You know, for good measure.

{SERIES}

➺ Off-Labels by Jungkoode

→ PAIRING: Med Student!Hoseok x F!Reader → GENRE: Brother’s Best Friend AU ✿ medical school au ✿ brother’s best friend trope ✿ gentle!dom hoseok acting innocent ✿ plausible deniability king hoseok ✿ competency kink → PARTS: 11/11 → SUMMARY: You’ve spent four years convincing yourself that your brother’s best friend is just being nice when he remembers your coffee order, quizzes you on neuroanatomy, or lets his touch linger a second too long. Because there’s no way that the golden boy of Seoul National’s medical program might actually be flirting with you. Especially when he keeps saying things that could be perfectly innocent… if only he didn’t say them in that voice.

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Nefarious [M] by yoonia

⟶ Pairings | Jimin x female reader (with POV changes) ⟶ Genre | Sex Club!au, Gentlemen Club!au, Club host/escort! Jimin, Smut ⟶ Word count | 39,246 words ⟶ Summary | Welcome to Club La Rouge, where your sexual fantasies come to life.  Accepting his offer might cause inconveniences for both of you, but do you really have it in you to say no?

➺ In Flagrante Delicto by hissunshiine

⟢ pairing: lawyer!jimin x lawyer!reader ⟢ genre(s): nsfw. 18+. angst, smut, fluff.  ⟢ au(s): law firm au. coworkers to lovers. ⟢ word count: 12,485 ⟢ summary: In flagrante delicto (adverb)  fla·​gran·​te de·​lic·​to | \ flə-ˌgrän-tē-di-ˈlik-(ˌ)tō — Latin for “in blazing offense.” Used in the courtroom to refer to someone who is caught while committing a crime, it’s commonly used as a euphemism for walking in on people having sex. Working for Kim Law LLC, you didn’t think your first big case would come with both definitions of flagrante delicto. Excited as you are for this chance, the catch is that you’re paired with Park Jimin, office hottie, flirt, and fuckboy. When the case takes a dangerous turn, will you be able to count on your partner in good faith? Or will things end in a hung jury?

➺ Caught Redhanded by withjaejae

Parings: jimin x reader Genre: pwp, roommates to lovers, oneshot Summary: In which your hot af crush/roommate catches you with your hand in the cookie jar.

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONESHOT}

➺ As Thunder Rolls by jungkookstatts

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader Genre: Rich Reader, Law Student Reader, Construction Worker TH, Poor TH, Rich Girl Poor Boy AU Wordcount: 8,296 Summary: You know Taehyung is the one. You knew it since the first day you saw him, when thunder rolled through the sky. But your lives don't collide. They might be too different to choose both.

➺ The Dark Room by yoonia

⟶ Pairings | Taehyung x female reader (with POV changes) ⟶ Genre | Sex Club!au, Gentlemen Club!au, Smut ⟶ Word count | 19.1k words ⟶ Summary | Welcome to Club La Rouge, where your sexual fantasies come to life. Indulge in your deepest and darkest desire with all the wonderful treats that we could offer.

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ University Superstar by jungkookstatts

Pairing: LacrossePlayer! JK x TeacherIntern! Y/N Genre: Jock!Jk, Friends(?)ToLovers!AU, EnimeisToLovers!AU Wordcount: 10,291 + sequel and drabbles Summary: Jeon Jungkook is your University’s biggest rock-star-athlete-hot guy. It literally prides itself on his attendance at the school — walking around with his “big name” (captain of the lacrosse team), tattoos, and rude, jock-like personality. You hate him. You hate that he can’t apologize for being a complete asshole. But what you don’t hate is how he visits your office every day. You also don’t hate that your feelings for him are crawling back into your system…

➺ When She Loved Me by jungkookstatts

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Genre: Terminally Ill Reader, Non Idol AU, CEO Jungkook AU, Engaged AU, Married AU Wordcount: 11,265 Summary: How does one live when life is bound to end? 

➺ Habits of Clandestine Nature by alphabetboyluvr

pairing: collegejk x female oc genre: college!jk, rich!jk, he's a college nepo baby!!!, waitress!oc, enemies to lovers, angst, smut wordcount: 16k synopsis: "Despite your teasing, you never really thought Jungkook was much of a player. But his friends are back now, and you've been relegated to the sidelines. Doesn't matter if he spent weeks—months—playing in no field but yours. Greener pastures have presumably sprouted. Your turf is wrecked from his carelessness, and he's left you to heal yourself while he goes and wrecks another."

➺ The Boy is Mine by dreamersparacosm

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Genre: this is porn. that’s all there is to it. reader is PINING, reader’s bff is a cunt, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f recieving), dirty talk, spit play kinda, jk worshipping you, someone walks in on yall.. Prompt ; in which your best friend needs to be taught a lesson on who your crush belongs to.

{SERIES}

➺ Strings Attached by Jungkoode

→ PAIRING: Spider-Man!Jungkook x F!Reader → GENRE: spiderman au ✿ college setting ✿ sexual tension ✿ virgin!jungkook ✿ 12k of pure self-indulgence → PARTS: 2/2 → SUMMARY : You were a journalist at Yonsei University when you started noticing the strange coincidences between your favorite bumbling freshman and Seoul's newest superhero. The way Spider-Man's voice cracks on 'noona' exactly like Jungkook's does. The way they both bring you the same snacks, have the same nervous energy, the same tendency to ramble when flustered. You tell yourself it's just a coincidence, because the alternative means admitting something you're absolutely not ready to deal with.

➺ Neighbor Blunder by awrkive [ONGOING]

Pairing: software engineer! jk x accountant! oc Genre: fluff, smut, angst, neighbors!au, coworkers!au, cto!jk, chaebol!jk vibes, strangers to...? Parts: 4/? Summary: in hindsight, you should have seen it coming. had always known your luck – or lack of it, thereof – and the universe's meticulous plan of your downfall made it easy for you to get tangled up in a series of unfortunate events, which presents itself as the neighbor that lives across from you, jeon jungkook.

➺ Sutures and Scars by someonegoood

Pairing: surgeon!jungkook x surgeon!reader Genre: medical!au, surgeon!jungkook x surgeon!reader, slow burn, teasing, mutual pining, enemies to lovers, fighting turned bonding, past and present love, fluff & angst :) Parts: 4/4 Summary: in which a viral video of you standing up to your superior forces you to transfer to one of the most prestigious hospitals—only to find yourself working alongside Jungkook, the cold and brilliant trauma surgeon you once knew all too well. You're forced to navigate life-or-death situations together, blurring the lines between past resentment and something far more dangerous.

➺ The Corporate Equation by someonegoood

Pairing: ceo! jk x head of HR! reader Genre: corporate!au, grumpy x sunshine, slow burn, accidental vulnerability, mutual pining, emotionally unavailable jk, bickering turned bonding :) Parts: 6/6 Summary: in which you’ve always been the bright, optimistic Head of HR trying to make the workplace a better place, and Jungkook, the grumpy new CEO, makes it painfully clear he has no time for your idealistic notions—until a company crisis forces you both to confront the undeniable tension between you.

➺ MILF by smoljimjim

>Pairing: collegefuckboyJK x milfOC named Siri >Genre: heavy angst, fluff, smut, happy ending >Parts: 33/33 >Description: Find a MILF, sleep with her and be done with it. It was meant to be a simple frat boy challenge. One of many challenges. But what Jungkook didn’t expect was falling for this particular target.

[siddyyyyyyyy]

Irresistible

Rockstar!Jason Todd x Rockstar!Reader

summary: Your band is headlining for the next summer festival tour, but sadly, your rival band gets to perform in the same festivals as you. The fans are ecstatic, they get to see two popular bands in several festivals, and potentially get to witness more drama between these two rival bands. But will it actually be as entertaining as your fans expect it to be? wc: 1.7 K warnings: (slow burn), rivals to lovers, no y/n used, Jason is a smug ass a/n: i don't know what to say, but the next part will come out some time, have patience with me🙏🙏

⟨PROLOGUE⟩-⟨PART ONE⟩-⟨NEXT⟩

The words flow easily off your tongue as you perform in front of the huge crowd, focusing partly on your perfomance and singing, wanting to give the people your best. You lean your back against the back of your guitarist, moving your shoulders lightly along to the rhythm, as he plays his solo. The crowd cheers whenever you point the mic to the crowd, loudly singing along the lyrics. It‘s a refreshing feeling, getting to perform in front of thousands again, feeling the enthusiastic festival air around. The sun strikes everyone with a light glow, giving added warmth, and making you sweat. Some beers fly around the crowd, as you wink at crowd surfers, and get to out-do your rival band, who performed earlier on the same festival.

You forgot who started the rivality in the first place. There was an underlying tension between you two from the beginning, until someone finally had the nerves to speak up about it, and properly start the back and forth bullying. Just like today, you use the small break before the next song to entertain the crowd.

»Oh, and Jason, if you are watching… make sure to lock your girlfriends away tonight,« you smile cheekily before the lights go out, giving you time to prepare for the next song.

Jason huffs out lightly as he watches further away at the back of the sea of people, the huge crowd seeming amused and excited, much to his dismay. Despite his light jealousy, he still feels the strong urge to continue watching your whole perfomance. It‘s almost pathetic, but he always manages to make up new excuses to watch your band play live. Especially on festivals. It‘s not like he has anything else to do, this is just another typical festival tour.

The next song pulls Jason out of his contemplative stare, straightening up a bit. His back is starting to kill him, but he refuses to leave, searching for anything he can critizise you for in the next interview. Much to his luck, your band plays the last few songs before finally wrapping it up, throwing drum-sticks and guitar picks into the crowd before leaving back stage.

You get rid of your earpiece once you step off the big stage, walking down the few steps until you are back on the solid ground, near the tour buses and wagons, where some bands spend a night in or get ready for their show. Just like every other music artist, you want to get back to your own tour bus, take a quick shower, eat a hearty meal before passing out in your small bunk bed.

»Hey, ‘Obsessed Freaks‘… Great show, back there. Could‘ve been shorter, though.«

Of course, that agitating voice comes right around the corner to bother you and your bandmates before your deserving break. With an calming sigh, you face Jason before addressing him as well.

»We were headlining tonight, of course our show would be longer than yours.«

The broody man before you frowns lightly, brows knitting together more than they already are. Judging from his brief silence, it seems you hit a nerve.

»At least we had more people on our show. Can‘t imagine that on one of yours happening.«

You glance at your band mates who slightly behind you, giving them a scetpical look. They share your opinion, giving desinterested and tired looks back at Jason, who won‘t leave his position, too stubborn to admit defeat yet.

Suddenly, a hurried reporter with his packed camera man jog up to your band, camera rolling, while the reporter talks some information into his mic, glancing back to the camera every now and then. You don‘t know why he could possibly in such a hurry to interview any of you, but it feels like he just wants to get a clip of Jason and you, just to get more viewers in return.

»Legendary ‘Obsessed Freaks‘ with… Jason Todd? Looks like I caught them in the heat of the moment!« The scrawny reporter has his wide eyes trained on you, pushing his mic into your way, »Tell us what happened, did I interrupt something?«

Obviously, he tries to be clueless and get you to spit everything out for him, but you know better than to fall for his little trap.

Before you could subtly insult him, Jason leans in close to your ear, making sure nothing gets picked up by the large mic of the reporter.

»See ya on the next festival, smartass.«

His breath briefly tickles your skin, making you feel disgusted about yourself, before he leaves the scene with his head down, a light smirk gracing his face.

The camera catches the way he walks away before panning back to your tense expression, eyes following him for a few seconds. Finally, the reporter tries again, fixing his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes looking abnormally big from his thick lenses.

»So, what happened?«

»Nothing... nothing to be worried about...« You exhale softly, giving him a softer expression instead. Despite his eager curiousness and slight persuasive nature, you can‘t help but stay polite, if not friendly to him.

You and your band manage to answer some of his questions with patience, before the reporter finally gets off your back after gathering useless information.

◖

By the time you woke up and made your way to the next festival in a different state, you manage to finally find some time for your phone, scrolling through different social medias. It‘s the usual package of weird memes, mostly ones you don‘t understand because they are too ‘new‘. You take a mental note to ask your drummer what some of those mean, since he seems to be on his phone all the time, even during recording sessions. As you scroll through another social media platform, that‘s known for its short video content, you catch yourself chocking on air. Nyomi, who‘s been peacefully sitting next to you on the bus ride, flinches and gently pats your back, trying to make stop coughing.

»Dude, are you okay?«

You violently shake your head at her question, gradually regaining your breath again. She keeps her concerned gaze on you, also being the slightest bit amused at the sudden coughing fit. With a pained groan, you shove your phone into her hands, the edit playing from the beginning.

It starts with a clip as an intro, it displaying how Jason leans into your ear, whispering something before walking off smugly. The clip has a smooth transition into an edit of no one other than Jason, various clips of him playing on bass and singing, before there are different clips of you. Nyomi‘s eyes flick back up to you, unsure if she should be amused or disgusted. She is well aware of the rivalry between you and the other front singer, and the caption of the thirst video doesn‘t make it better.

"Can‘t deny how hot they look together."

Judging by your physical rejection, she decides not to make fun of you, for now. »I‘d rather choke on air too, instead of getting shipped with him.«

It‘s one of the ways she tries to reassure you, and it‘s not working particularly great at the moment. You shoot her a rather concerned look, mixed with a hint of confusion.

»Why are internet people like this?«

This time, Nyomi doesn‘t feel guilty to laugh. She shrugs in response, leaning back into her seat, not being as worried about it.

»Just make sure not to check the comments.«

You tilt your head at her warning, growing more cautious and slightly anxious.

»What? Why, what‘s up there?« You see her shrug her shoulders, turning her attention back to her book instead. After not getting a response, you settle on closing the app on your phone and listen to music for the rest of the ride.

During the ride, the music does little to distract your mind from your own thoughts, but it starts to get better once you get closer to the next location; hoping the next show won‘t include greedy interviewers who will do anything to sneak into the backstage area.

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Jason loves and hates the thrill before going on stage. He can hear the faint cheers and various voices from the crowd, his adrenaline pumping faster in his body the more he focuses on it. He already had one beer to soothe his nerves, but it never makes much of a difference anyway. His bandmates are the only possible way of distracting him from nervousness before walking up on stage.

The sun hits him, as well as the few colourful lights on stage, making his skin shine even more. Lyrics and notes seem to flow as easily as any other day, giving the crowd an energetic show. His fingers glide over the fred board of his bass-guitar, mostly focusing on controlling his voice.

Jason performs with purpose, and he lives for these moments. To show the world how important music is for him, and hoping it‘s just as important and helpful for other people. To perform music is an art form itself, and he would do anything to keep it alive and inspire other people, like his favourite bands did with him.

Of course, not everyone sees the art and soul he puts into his works, but it‘s not like he cares as much about it.

Articles call him selfless, insanely creative and experimental with his music, but you don't see it. It‘s not like his music sounds awful, it lacks the whole ‘creative and experimental‘ shtick. Not to say that your band is better or revolutionary, but it‘s clear how much the media likes to praise Jason‘s band, mostly due to his attractive surface.

Which is why the occasional edits make you grit your teeth and force yourself not to get mad. It‘s a shame, how easily fan edits start to get out of hand, ignoring the on-going rivarly between you two, just to put clips together and make insensitive comments about the both of you.

Despite social media, you continue to focus on your passion, ignoring everyone else around.

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[arcane-ish]

I think Silco tried, but I think it's to Jinx's credit and to her maturity that she didn't take him too seriously.

I wonder if that's a reason why so many Silco/Jinx fans are unsatisfied?

I think this moment was deeply important to Silco, for his growth. But when we look through Jinx's arc in season 2, we don't really see her go back to that moment and draw strength from it.

Instead when we see her imagine Silco, we see her remember a very different part of him, the philosophichal/analytical/talk-y part of him.

I actually think it's a very interesting trait of Jinx and Silco's relationship. You have like one side who wants to boil it down to a simple "he manipulated her and controlled her" and you have another side wants it to be "he supported her and it was perfect".

But what we have in season 1 is that Jinx pushes back against Silco quite a bit. Yes some of it you can see is teenage rebellion (like stealing the crystal against his wishes, or struggling to finish the weapon), you have her accusing him of lying and of course the "blablabla, he betrayed you", and I see the "if he had read that everything would have been different" as another version of her pushing back at Silco's narrative. And this of course continues in season 2 where calls his revolution stupid and admits she would rather hang with Isha.

I think in retrospect that even though it was such a big moment for Silco and for the show, I don't think it changed that much for Jinx?

Like it didn't fix her issues of insecurity (she certainly doesn't seem to feel like she's perfect), not did it really strenghten her dedication to Silco?

I would argue what Jinx's relationship to Silco is at it's core that he sees through his words (read: doesn't take them all that seriously), but sees through to the vulnerability inside and relates to that. And that she cares for him because of that. She sees beyond the facade and relates to the messy/broken person underneath the facade. (thinking back to the Council Archives and "He is broken/Just like me")

Which of course I think fits with why Silco picked up originally, because he saw himself in the distraught crying child.

And just because their connection is actually based on Silco's broken/coping hurt scared parts it's not like she can't appreciate a good facade (after all, she puts up big entances even though she's a mess inside). Hence, why she imagines him cool and ranting in her hallucination rather than let's say fellow broken and honest. (though that would have been interesting too, I think that would have worked even less as a lead up to her suicide attempt).

To me Silco tried to forge her, but Jinx was strong enough to stand up to a lot of it. Vi doesn't see that because for the most part she doesn't see and understand the ways Jinx actually resists Silco.

Though I would argue that Jinx caring for Isha is actually one way she resists Silco's stated message (ie everyone betrays us/it's only us/everyone is out to get us), while actually following his actions (taking in a little girl and bonding with her and putting her first). Then again I would argue it's generally a frequent theme of Silco's character that his words and his actions don't necessarily always match. And again credit to Jinx's strength and intelligence that she sees through that.

But yeah, imo it's pretty clear that in season 2 she is still searching for something and that of all the messages she gets Ekko's resonates with her the most.

(I think in the context of Vander being the other dad, it's interesting that he actually doesn't say much in season 2 and in so far that you can read him at still having a message it probably might be to stick together as a family and neither Jinx nor Vi follows that. So in that way he also gets ignored. Which again I think is healthy because it's important for children to follow their own path)

Silco told her “Don’t cry. You’re perfect.”

That was toxic positivity. That was locking her in place as this static ideal that could never grow. But she wasn’t perfect. She was a fucked up mess, and she knew she was a fucked up mess. But by saying that she’s already perfect Silco basically told her there’s no way to get better. How can you improve, be better, if you’re already perfect?

Vi told her “Maybe we can rewrite your story.”

Oh Vi. She tries so hard to connect with her sister and say the right thing but she just doesn’t quite get it. That’s essentially saying “you were evil before, I need you to be good now. I need you to be what I want.” Vi really tried her best and she wasn’t really conscious of it but she was always trying to mold Powder/Jinx into her vision, opposite but equal of Silco.

Ekko told her “No matter what happened in the past, it’s never too late to build something new.”

Jackpot. That was it. That was what she needed to hear. Because that doesn’t sit in judgement of what she’s done, that doesn’t condemn her mistakes or try to push her to conform to a particular vision, and it doesn’t lock her into some static ideal. It doesn’t even say that she has to change. It simply says that she doesn’t have to be completely, ontologically defined by her past. New growth is possible.

[acerathia]

nobody is going to see this, sooo, vv selfship-coded and slightly suggestive; model!rafayel x photographer!reader

This was supposed to be your first big job, nothing like the events and ads you're used to taking pictures of. No, this is the real deal, a photoshoot with well-known models. At least, you're shadowing someone doing the photoshoot. Still, this is a huge opportunity to know how everything works, how the dynamic between these people are, and most importantly, to see Rafayel in person.

You can't believe you're actually going to see him, the most beautiful man to ever exist. Since the moment he emerged, you were a fan, slowly building a collection of everything he has starred in. And never, not even in your wildest dreams, did you imagine that you might see him in person. Until now.

They say the first sight, the first meeting is important. So, you're quite sure you have ruined it for yourself. The moment you have laid your eyes on him, you felt your whole body shiver. He was much more beautiful than any image could ever capture. You were busy admiring him, the soft curls, styled to perfection, the plush lips, the almost uncaring gaze as he waits for the photoshoot to begin. You were so busy looking at him, you almost missed him looking at you, until your eyes met his. And for some reason, this spooked you, as you immediately turned around to get away, your own camera almost slipping from your grasp.

This is horrible. He probably thinks you're weird now, how are you supposed to cope with this? Well, you suppose you could just avoid him for the rest of your career. Or at least until he forgets about you. Whichever came first.

After some time, the shoot is about to commence, and you're back, standing behind the photographer, your own camera ready in hand. They told you to take pictures as experience, to see how you feel and what you might be able to do. They also told you that the chance of your pictures being choosen for this project are relatively low, so you can do your work without any pressure.

Standing behind your camera, you forget the incident, forget everything. There's only him, only Rafayel and the poses he takes, movements fluid and elegant. You take everything into consideration, the way his open shirt flutters to reveal lipstick-marked skin, the flushed cheeks and the stained lips, the fabricated messy hair and the intense look into the camera. Yes, the way his eyes are lidded, heavy and seductive are only towards the camera, it's a facade, a fluid image just for the pictures. That's why something that would have flustered you otherwise, has no effect on you, your focus lies in taking the best shoots and making him look as radiant as he does in real life, in your eyes.

You don't know how long you have been moving around him, akin to the earth around the sun, always looking for its light. But the shoot was over, too soon, too quickly. So, all you could do is give the director the memory card of your camera, careful not to glance back at Rafayel as he begins to return to his own station. Being in the zone for work has its perks, you suppose. And you're unlikely to ever see him again, not as a rocky photographer at least.

That's what you thought, at least.

[chevelleneech]

Tweets like this are exactly why 7x04 hit like a meteor, yet also led to confusion, lol.

Buck kissing a man was a big deal for him as a character, but because of 9-1-1 being known as “the gay firefighters show” due to the shipping of Buck and Eddie, so many people who don’t watch just assumed Buck being made bisexual in canon came by way of him and Eddie finally kissing. The level of confusion I recall once the dust settled and people realized he kissed someone else, too funny!

So to be back here again, with tweet after tweet of people saying they don’t watch 9-1-1 (they’re honestly missing out) but will tune in after Buddie goes canon, is equally as hilarious.

Fandom/standom are itching to watch a series where the “gay ship” goes canon, and 9-1-1 is on the precipice of doing that. Which no one genuinely believed was going to happen prior to 7x04.

Yes, Buddie fans have held out hope for a long time, and yes, there was always the “anything could happen” possibility, but realistically, no one who wasn’t already a fan of the show was keeping up with it to this degree. Then, s7 comes along and hooks those very same people by making Buck bi, only to lose them by having his awakening be with not-Eddie.

Of course some new viewers stuck around, because they aren’t invested in Buddie and like that he’s at least dating a man. My personal belief though, is that majority of B/T shippers are Buddie shippers who got tired of waiting, or are Buck fans who don’t like Eddie/RG, so they are satisfied getting to ship Buck with a man who isn’t Eddie.

Point is, for us to now be in s8 and seeing Buck be asked if he’s in love with Eddie, and see Buck crashing out because Eddie moved away… the show has yet again brought back people who aren’t invested in anything to do with it beyond getting an answer to “Will the gay firefighters go canon?”

And it might not seem like a big deal that non-fans are interested, but it really does go beyond that. 9-1-1 will be the first prime time network television show as far as I know of, to take two male characters in a masculine field, who in their initial inception were never written nor really hinted at in early canon as being queer, and make them queer. With the likely result of becoming a couple. That’s crazy to think about, but it puts into perspective why people are both anticipating the outcome and are hesitant to tune in.

I didn’t watch Supernatural nor Hannibal for real, but I know of the ships. I didn’t watch Sherlock at all, but I know of the ship. I stopped watching the Star Wars sequel trilogy after number one, but I know people shipped Finn and Poe.

Gay male ships are so extremely prevalent in pop culture, yet almost none of them become canon if the characters were not established as queer from the start. Hell, there is an entire ocean of queer ships within the MCU, yet still no one is willing to make even one male superhero explicitly and unapologetically queer on screen.

Which isn’t to say lesbian/queer female characters have it any better. 9-1-1 is a good example of that as well. Hen and Karen are the pillar relationship within the series, having been together since the pilot, but a huge portion of the fandom does not acknowledge them as queer representation at all. The majority of viewers who tuned in for B/T do not acknowledge them in any capacity, instead choosing to act as if Tommy is the first queer character to be established in the show, and therefore deserves better treatment. It’s honestly ridiculous.

However, there seems to have been this unanimous decision by show runners and executive producers to poke fun at fans who want to see male characters get together, which is the reason I believe gay male ships are often viewed as deserving of having one finally happen.

Now, I’m not naive nor stupid, so I am also well aware that male characters in general tend to get more attention and praise and depth offered to them than female characters, and that point applies here as well, but I don’t think it answers all the questions raised in this context.

So my overall point is, 9-1-1, ABC, and Tim Minear have the opportunity to make canon a queer ship that started out as nothing but a fandom want. They have the opportunity to look back at decades of queer ships being poked fun at, queerbaited, and denigrated, and do the opposite. Will they? Who knows. Even with the writing currently being what it is, we won’t know until it literally happens on screen. But this is the chance to reel in likely thousands of more viewers and catapult the show in a way I don’t think anyone can predict.

Is it unfair that people won’t tune in for the established queer characters we already have? Yes. Does it suck that people don’t value you the great characters and storylines the show has been offering for years now? Again, yes, but at the end of the day, networks want high viewership and loyal fan bases. They want writing that pushes the envelop just enough to keep people entertained, and Buddie going canon would do that.

Will they lose the diehard B/T shippers? Yes, but they’ll gain so many more fans who have been anticipating Buck and Eddie. They’ll gain viewers who aren’t anticipating Buddie, but will hear about a fanon ship going canon, and tune in. That’s just where pop culture and entertainment is at these days, and I for one think it’s both interesting and mildly annoying, but I still get it.

So watching how this all unfolds is going to be very interesting, because 9-1-1 has the chance to either take the crown by being the series that finally Does the Thing or they’ll bottom out by following in Supernatural’s footsteps. I can’t wait to see what they do, honestly, because they are currently sitting in a much worse position.

They spent years having Buck be presumed straight, with little jokes here and there, yet never hinted at changing anything. Then they made the decision to have Buck realize he’s bisexual, gave him a coming out, gave him a boyfriend, and are now questioning his feelings for Eddie. Whom they had another character scoff at, when he was called straight. So choosing to shut Buddie down after all of this will be a ratings and reputation killer, I truly think so. Do I think the network is willing to risk it though? I don’t know.

[et-unum]

hey ! im loving your content sm (💔) and i can't stop thinking about giving them head 😵‍💫 (specially jiho and ky)

giving head is one of my favourite things to do, anon (ღ˘⌣˘ღ) also giving ky head has been killing me lately tysm for this ask!! i only did the two mentioned, but please tell me if you'd like the other members i write for as well </33

im a big supporter of munch!jiho if you can't tell fhdjksal, to quote ashnikko's 'no brainer' - "he's a ride or die, i ride his face forever"

also huge shoutout to kambun for unintentionally putting me on the "kyrell is hung" agenda i can't stop thinking about that (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

⊹ ࣪ ˖──────── .✦. ────────˖ ࣪⊹

✦─ giving head to jiho is never a one-way street-- if he's anything he's a giver, so if you want to suck him off you better prepare to get the life sucked out of you as well. like, don't even bother getting on your knees unless you're on the bed bc there's no way you're getting through this without having him just as covered in your cum as you are in his!!!

besides that i think he's so sensitive tbh. hips jerking slightly every time you take him as far as you can, head falling back with a groan when you pull away to catch your breath- hand twisting around him with a couple strings of spit still connecting you to him?? oh he's insane. ( =ノωヽ=) i don't think it'd take long for him to cum seeing you like that, which is probably why he prefers to focus on you instead of watching.

he's also so loud. he doesn't mean to be, and you can't even tell what he's saying half the time, but he's always mumbling something between the little gasps and groans.

if you do manage to put all of the attention on jiho, he'd still be all. over. you. hands in your hair, holding your face, gripping your roots when you focus on his tip, twirling your tongue around it before sucking ever so softly bc he's so sensitive, cupping your throat when you take him all the way, not to choke you but to feel your neck expand the further down he goes. his hands would literally never leave you. he's not even guiding you, just letting you do whatever you want with him, but he has to have his hands on you. I feel like he's the biggest fan of eye contact in general day-to-day, especially when he's teasing you, but the second your mouth is on him he cannot look at you. i honestly think he'd bust as soon as you lock eyes with him, your lashes wet from the exertion and eyes so teary and sparkly??

he's gone.

✦─ kyrell's a bit of a wild card when it comes to giving him head... but i can think of maybe two situations you'd be in.

him laying on the couch, hips off the cushion just enough to give you space to work and his arms up- hands holding the back of the couch. he's so fine with letting you do whatever you want, gaze hot as he watches you kiss and lick at his length. you've got full control of him. not necessarily in a dominant way, but he's not gonna stop you from setting your own pace or teasing him as much as you'd like.

on the flip side, he'd be a bit like jiho- his hands never leaving you, but more of a guiding way. just the thought of you going completely slack with his hands in your hair, throat fully relaxed and just letting him fuck your throat until he cums is enough to get him hard in almost any situation. he'd probably never vocalize this to you unless you brought it up first- especially if you struggle to take him all the way when you do blow him, but once that conversation has been had it'll be all he can think about.

either way, kyrell's mouth never stops going; surprisingly clear compliments of how pretty you look taking him like that, how good you make him feel, and little curses when you suck just right are constantly filling your ears. he's a little fascinated that you can look so cute while doing something dirty like this, and he honestly wouldn't be able to get enough of it.

i feel like he is a little bigger/thicker than average, and he knows the power that comes with that, so he’s not gonna be aggressive or anything. he may be a little too afraid of accidentally hurting you- especially somewhere so fragile- so he’d mostly let you take it at your own speed, and if you ask him to fuck your throat he’d still be more gentle that he really wants to (・_���;)

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minors DNI

[tttabii]

PREGNANT & PROMISES - THANOS/CHOI SU-BONG X READER

warning : none just fluff

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BACK IN THE DAYS when everything felt smaller  dreams seemed so far away, there was just you and Su-bong, on the rooftop of his small apartment, staring into the night sky and gabbing about the future.

"I want to travel," you murmured softly but firmly. "See other countries, dance in the rain in Paris, get lost in the streets of Tokyo, eat every food that we can."

"That sounds nice," he chuckled, propping his arm beneath his head as he listened. "What else?"

"Get married."

That had made him stop short and turn to look at you with eyes twinkling with something unfathomable. "With me?"

"Duh." You laughed and nudged him playfully. "Who should I get married to if not you?"

"True," he insisted, slipping his fingers under yours. ""I'd marry you in a heartbeat, you know."

And he had meant it.

Life had been easier then before his big break. He spent all his time in the studio honing beats, writing lyrics, and chasing dreams, while you were along to bring home-cooked meals, sneaking after hours just to sit next to him as he worked. On the days he had off, he was in your apartment, playing video games with his lazy arm over your shoulders, stealing kisses along your neck between matches.

He was always patient. Always. Even when you fought and were obstinate and frazzled and screaming, he would never shout back. He would just watch you, wear you out talking and screaming, and when you finally calmed down, he would apologize if he was in the wrong or pull you to his chest, pressing soft kisses on your forehead.

"I love you, you do know that, right?" He had whispered one night with his fingers running through your hair.

"I know."

And now, years later, everything had changed—except for the way he loved you.

Su-bong had finally made it. His songs were topping the charts, his concerts were sold out, yet he was still coming back home to you. Still calling you in the middle of the night just to hear your voice. Still sending you flowers with little notes that made you smile like a lovesick fool.

But what he didn't know—what you have not been able to tell him yet—was that you were pregnant. You had taken the test only a few days ago after staring in shock at those two pink lines, hands trembling with excitement and nerves. Though early in the pregnancy about a few weeks, thoughts of having a baby with him, of building that future you had talked about years ago, warmed your chest.

Tonight was his concert, and you had a front-row seat, VIP of course. The energy in the arena was electric, and the screams of the fans deafening as he rallied from hit to hit, commanding stage presence while putting forth raw emotion through his voice. Yet, as the music faded into silence, the arena quieted, and the giant screen above him focused right on you.

 

You blinked, caught off guard as gasps and murmurs spread through the audience.

Su-bong, standing under the spotlight, wiped the sweat off his forehead before looking straight at the camera—straight at you.

"I have some news for all my fans—it is a tad bit breathy," he said. "There has been a very special someone in my life—someone who has been with me from the start. And it's high time the world knows about her."

Your heart pounded in your chest.

"This one's for you, baby."

The music set out, seductively slow, and then he began to rap—words that talked of late-night studio sessions, of homemade meals, of whispered dreams on rooftops. He rapped about love, about patience, about a future he wanted to share.

And you knew for sure that he was now rapping about you.

Tears welled into your already glittering eyes as the audience erupted into cheers—the love in the room suffocating. And with him gazing into your eyes from the stage, full of tenderness, you knew it was the perfect moment to tell him—

The crowd was still cheering as Su-bong bent low on the stage with sweat streaming from his body and glistening under the stage lights. He smiled at you as he handed you the mic and was looking into your eyes, even with a crowd of thousands around you.

"And so?" he asked, his cutesy voice filled with teasing. "What do you think of the song? That was just for you, baby."

The audience waited for your response in thunderous applause. The camera showed you on the gargantuan screens overhead. Your heartbeat rang in your ears; you weren't planning to let this out publicly, but, hell, it seemed like a good idea right now.

You brought the mic to your lips, your voice slight but with a throb of excitement.

"I loved it." You smiled, gripping the edge of the stage. "And... I hope our baby will too."

The moment the words left your mouth, the arena erupted with gasps, screams, cheers—it was deafening. But all that registered in your awareness was of Su-bong, whose playful expression now shifted to a frozen gaze, lips parted slightly as if still processing what you had just said.

"W-What?" His voice came out quieter, breathless.

You bit your lip and nodded, "I'm pregnant, Su-bong."

For a brief moment, time suspended. Without a moment's indecision, he surged forward, clasping your hands and pulling you onto the stage, triggering another burst of applause. He squeezed you tightly against him, lifting you slightly off the ground, his face against your neck as a laugh-respiration burst forth.

"Holy shit," he murmured against your skin and afterward pulled away, cradling your face. "Are you serious?" 

You nodded again, tears welling up in your eyes. "Yeah, I am." 

He let out this loud, joyful whoop, spinning you in a circle before turning back to the crowd, raising his mic. "I'm gonna be a dad!"

The entire arena went wild, fans screamed, some were crying, lights started flashing, and confetti cascaded down like it was all planned as one big finale.

Turning back to you, Su-bong pressed his forehead against yours, hands still cradling your cheeks. "I love you," he whispered, pure passion shaking his voice. "And our baby...I'll give them the world, I swear."

And somehow, in that blinding light, loud cheers, showering confetti like stars, you knew this was the future you would always dream about. 

[matchpointfaist]

lowkey ashamed but could you write a blurb abt loser art who is on 4chan? i saw that meme where the guy is like “i didn’t know there was girls on here that’s so cool :)” and i thought of him

hiding behind anon bc i’m embarrassed

a/n:: i kinda took like concepts of this?? i don’t use 4chan so idk the vibes but i just kinda made it chronically online loser art i hope that’s okay! it kinda just got lovey dovey stupid <3333

art knew, objectively, that he wasn’t very cool. he didn’t have very many friends in real life, and he admittedly was not very good at talking to girls.

online, though, he could be anyone he wanted. not that he’d lie, of course. he was far too good of a person for that. but he was so free with his interests, able to talk about his opinions in a way he’d never had in public settings.

he’d seen you around campus, leaving classes or out walking, usually alone with earbuds in. you were the kind of girl he’d dream of, but never speak to, effortlessly pretty and always seeming so relaxed.

you’d made a little home in art’s search history, admittedly. he made more frequent than he’d like to admit, visits to your instagram, twitter, really anywhere he could get a deeper insight into you.

you were funny, he could tell that much. constantly retweeting things he’d seen on his own feed, posting .5s to your instagram story with cutesy captions. he was almost embarrassed of how often he looked, but you’d never know, right?

he’d been mindlessly complaining the first time your name ever appeared across his screen not by his own searching.

it was so jarring he almost threw his phone down, truly. he’d panicked for a moment, contemplating even replying, but immediately regretting the very thought of ignoring you, of missing his shot. so he’d thought up a witty reply, as best he could, but his phone chimed again before he even had the chance.

‘hey art! hope it’s okay i went ahead and messaged you. here’s the notes for philosophy! x’

god, he’s nearly fainted at the little x, his heart beating embarrassingly fast. ‘thanks! this is a huge help, you’re the best’

you’re the best? god, who says that? in just one interaction, you’d already demolished the safety he’d built in his little corner of the internet. it was worth it, he guessed, to be able to actually talk to you, instead of borderline stalking your socials.

you hadn’t responded, and he tried to ignore it, until eventually he gave in and refreshed your stories. you’d posted on instagram, a little green ring around your pfp, and his eyes lit up. close friends? him?

and there you were, a sultry little smile on your lips as you gazed up at whoever held the camera, a 1975 song playing in the background. god, you were so fuckin pretty. he found himself lost in it, staring aimlessly at the photo, examining every inch of your face like a piece of art.

finally, with shaky hands, he slid up on the post. ‘i love this song’ he sent, biting the inside of his cheek, burning with embarrassment for no real reason. this was a totally normal interaction, he told himself. you were just way out of his league, that’s all.

you replied back soon after, ‘saw you posted it the other day. didn’t know you were a fan’

god, you saw what he posted?

‘yeah, i’ve loved them for ages, it’s cool you like them too.’

‘maybe we could hang out some time and talk ab it?’

oh, fuck.

‘yeah? i’d like that’

his cheeks were heated at the thought, of being really with you, not just hiding behind his phone screen and thinking all his spiraled thoughts of you.

god, you, your big pretty eyes and sweet smile and disinterested gaze you always seemed to have when he saw you in public. you were so fucking cool, so so far out of his league, not even close.

embarrassingly, once again, he was hard just thinking about it, about your face and your laugh and the very prospect of being close to you. he was helpless to stop himself, slipping a hand underneath his boxers as he scrolled through your instagram, looking over all your pictures pretty pictures and replaying your interaction on a loop until he was whining and bucking up into his own fist, a wet spot on the cotton of his underwear as he came to nothing but a photo of you on the beach the summer prior. he was so fucked.