#astro drabble

[blu-joons]

When He Lays Down On Your Butt ~ Astro Reaction

JinJin:

“I’ve found the perfect spot to sleep,” Jinwoo proudly announced, making sure he had your attention as he laid himself down.

“No way,” you tried to argue as you figured where he was about to lay, but Jinwoo was far too quick for you as he rested his head down against your butt before you could roll away.

A confident laugh came from him as he shuffled over your bump to get comfortable, “I was right, this is the perfect spot for me to sleep.”

“Stop sounding so smug,” you scolded, kicking your foot back so that it knocked into Jinwoo, “I’ll get you back for this too.”

A loud laugh came from Jinwoo, “you can never stay mad at me for too long.”

“If I was strong enough to move you off of my butt, I definitely would right now,” you sighed back across to Jinwoo, “you’re lucky to be strong.”

“You usually love how strong I am.”

“I know, don’t remind me.”

MJ:

“Don’t mind me,” a giggly Myungjun told you as he laid down on your butt from your invitation, feeling strange straight away.

“What’s so funny?” You cluelessly asked him, unsure as to what had tickled him so much. “Please tell me you’re not laughing at the fact that you’re laying on my butt right now, are you?”

The pause that came from him soon told you everything. “It just feels so funny, I never imagined that I would lay here, it’s kind of surreal.”

“I can’t with you sometimes,” you laughed, pressing your hand to the top of your head. “What am I going to do with you?”

Another shy chuckle came from Myungjun, “do I look cute down here Y/N?”

“Do you look cute laying on my butt?” You questioned Myungjun in disbelief, “what am I even supposed to say in reply to that, you’re an idiot.”

“I’ll take that as a yes from you then.”

“You always look cute to me.”

Cha Eunwoo:

“I’m so tired,” Dongmin remarked as he dropped down on the bed, glancing at your figure that was already stretched out.

“Lay down then,” you told him as you absentmindedly scrolled through your phone, suddenly feeling a weight come down on your butt. “I meant lay down on your pillow, not lay down on me.”

A shrug followed from Dongmin as he struggled to hold back his laughter, “I just thought I’d lay down in the cosiest spot for me to rest in.”

“You can’t spend all night asleep on my butt,” you challenged, rolling your eyes at him. “You know you’ll have to move.”

Dongmin’s head shook back at you, “is that a challenge? I reckon that I can stay.”

“There’s no way,” you immediately predicted in reply to him. “I can make laying on my butt very uncomfortable for you if you want me to do so Min.”

“You wouldn’t do that to me though.”

“Do you want to find out and see?”

Moonbin:

“This is comfy,” Moonbin couldn’t help but tease as soon as he lowered his head down, planting it in the middle of your butt.

“I’m glad you’re comfy,” you joked, surprised by how heavy he was as he laid down on top of you. “I don’t remember saying that you could lay down on me, and especially on my butt too.”

A cheeky smile formed on Moonbin’s face as he met your eyes, “you can’t say no to me now that I’m here, and especially as I’m so comfortable.”

“I reckon I could get you off if I wanted to,” you smirked, jolting your butt up so that Moonbin’s head bounced in the air.

He shot a glare at you straight away, “that’s so mean, what did I do to deserve that?”

“Next time you decide you want to lay on my butt, it’s a reminder to ask first,” you teasingly scolded him, “I don’t just let anyone lay down on my butt you know.”

“But if they’re as handsome as me?”

“I guess they can get away with it.”

Rocky: 

“Hi,” Minhyuk giggled as he noticed you glancing down to look at him, settled on your butt with a wide smile on his face.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You challenged with a shake of your head, watching as Minhyuk didn’t move an inch. “That’s not a pillow you know, you can’t rest your head down there.”

A pout formed on Minhyuk’s face as he refused to budge. “Pillows are boring, it’s fun to try out new things to rest on instead sometimes Y/N.”

“That’s a ridiculous excuse,” you scoffed back down to him, “you’re just saying that to convince me to let you stay laying there.”

A slight nod came from Minhyuk, “is it working? Can I stay laying on your butt?”

“You’re impossible,” you whispered, but found yourself nodding your head anyway. “I don’t know how, or why, I let you get away with these things sometimes.”

“It’s because you love me so much.”

“Of course, that must be it Min.”

Sanha:

“Y/N, come on,” Sanha huffed as he dropped down on the bed beside where you laid, continuing to work on your laptop.

“I’ve nearly done,” you assured Sanha, watching as he shuffled towards you and laid his head against your butt in an attempt to finally get some attention from you. “Laying there won’t make me faster.”

An innocent smile formed on Sanha’s face as he looked up at you, “I reckon that there’s a few things that I could do that would make you work faster.”

“You’re making me take longer because now I’m focusing on you and not my work,” you told him, “the longer you distract me Sanha.”

His shoulders shrugged back at you, “it’s a sign that you should leave work for now.”

“I’ve got to get this done,” you frowned, finding yourself being pulled in two different directions. “You can’t do this to me, I don’t disturb you when you’re at work.”

“I guess I just want to be with you.”

“Fine, this can be saved for later.”

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Masterlist

[goodfish-bowl]

Tossed Aside

Ectoberhaunt 2024 Day 2: Robot

Danny supposed he could understand. His parents (or were they creators now?) had barely paid any sort of attention to him in life, why should it be any different now? He had never really lived up to their legacy as the genius innovators of Amity Park. To them, he was average at best and lackluster on average. So, it didn’t matter to him if he was really Danny Fenton or not, not really, because they had thrown him away all the same. It hadn’t been permissible to do that to a child but to an android? It was just fine.

Ectoberhaunt 2024 Masterpost

DP Astro-Boy AU 1

Oh boy, this AU idea popped into my head seeing the prompt for this day, and 'prompt'ly (ha) took me by the throat. Now, I don't really know much about the whole Astroboy saga, but I remember really loving the 2009 movie. I have so much already written down for this and it has me foaming at the mouth bot from the headcanons and the angst I've built in here. I'd like to do more drabbles and art for this rather than write it out, so this should be interesting.

[lotusseedguy]

My love, Mine all Mine.

Dan Heng x reader drabble. Solely Fluff

The Archive's lights were dim, the mattress on the floor covered in blankets, despite normally only holding a single quilt. On that small mattress on the floor lay a very cuddly dragon, and you. Dan Heng's tail wrapped around your waist and upper body, his arms holding you close to him. His face lay next to your chest, as if he was listening to your heartbeat. "Heng'er…" The Dragon made a soft hum, too comfortable to bother moving. "I need to get up. Can you let g-" "No." "No? What do you mean 'no'??" Heng'er, darling, I need to get up…." "No." "Please? I'll come back." "No." "Dan Heng-" You got cut off by Dan Heng's tail lightly hitting you in the mouth. He does not soften his grip and pulls you even closer. The dragon was not about to let go of you anytime soon, no matter how much you protest. After a few minutes of failing to get out, you sigh and wrap your arms around him. "You sure are stubborn, aren't you, Heng'er?" "Not in the slightest." He replies, snuggling closer to you. He laid his head next to your chest, almost purring like a cat. You look at him, his tail curled around your waist as if you were a life-size Teddybear. "Sure, sure. keep telling yourself that, Dan Heng." You smile, laying your head down on the soft pillo-… or not so soft pillow "…This is hard as a rock. How have you not broken your neck, Dan Heng??"

The dragon didn't respond, burring his face into your chest instead.

[mykoreanlove]

Unraveling fate

It is said that humans live a blissful life as souls up in the sky before they decide to incarnate onto the earthly realms. 

Up there everything is effortless and sweet, so perfect that we couldn’t ever imagine it properly. Yet, they decide to give up their eden perfection to come down to earth. Why you may ask?

Because they get bored. Too much of anything is deadly, even if it’s something as precious as blissful love. 

Hence, they make plans to come down to earth in order to play. Some souls are rather boring, whereas other souls are quite dramatic - making up a full play for them to enjoy. They look for other souls to play their part - mothers, fathers, villains or lovers. 

„You’re gonna do this to me and I’m gonna do that to you and we may hate each other for a while but in the end it will be all so sweet“, they giggle while making plots. What they don’t know though is that once their souls incarnate back to earth, they will forget everything they once knew - scheming plans included. 

The states of feeling mighty and powerful get replaced with vulnerability and insecurity, divinity in exchange for humanity.

A deep sigh escaped Eun Woo’s lips as he watched you cry into your pillows for the fifth time this week. 

„What’s wrong?“, his friend asked concerned.

„It’s y/n.“, he answered flatly.

„What about her?“

Eun Woo turned around and mustered his friend, thinking of the right words to predict his dilemma.

„Do you remember when she used to be with us up here?“

His friend nodded silently.

„Back then we made the perfect plan. We created our own drama, so to say.“

„What was it about?“

Flashbacks of those times entered his mind, filling his heart with a deep longing.

„Are you really sure, y/n?“, Eun Woo whispered while placing delicate kisses on your neck.

„Yes. I want to do it like that this time.“, you nodded enthusiastically.

„My love. Let’s go through the plan once more, then.“

„I will incarnate onto earth and live a miserable life. I will fail in love over and over until I can’t take it anymore. I want to discover love as a fragile, little human. I want to understand their pain and their agony. I want to be miserable, utterly miserable. I want to build my own hell and I want to understand how I’m doing it… And then, once I’m ready, then you show up, BOOM, the love of my life - in heaven and on earth and you rescue me from my deep despair and then we can be..“

„Happy.“, he interrupted. 

A big smile formed on your face. 

„Yes. Happy.“

„So, why are you so sad then? The plan seems solid.“, Eun Woo’s friend remarked.

„Somehow it’s not. She did fail in love. A lot of times. But somehow she can’t get past that stage..“, Eun Woo explained.

„How can that happen? Isn’t it written in the stars, like destiny?“

„It should be, yes.“

Both stayed silent for a while and thought about ways to resolve this. 

„Can’t you just swoop in and rescue her?“

He shook his head sadly. 

„Why not?“

„Because she wouldn’t let me.“

„Let you? Aren’t you like… her soulmate?“, his friend asked confused.

„I am. And because of that I will always find my way back to her, heaven or earth, doesn’t really matter. But she’s not ready for me, yet.“

„How can you tell?“

Eun Woo walked over to the shelf where he was keeping his collection of your play. Each act carefully documented, each act waiting for its grand finale. He came back with a heavy book, searching for the right pages.

„Do you know when souls finally find each other?“, Eun Woo asked.

„No idea.“, his friend remarked.

„It’s when they’re ready for one another. Now tell me - do you think this sounds ready?“, he asked as he pushed the book over to his friend.

It’s official - I am unlovable. Seems like everybody and their mother can find the love of their lives but not me. I’m not meant for love. I’m meant for heartbreak. Because that’s what men do - break your heart. First, they use me for sex and then they dispose me like a tissue. Reject me. Abandon me. Block me.

Relationships suck. Love sucks. This is too hard and it always ends in pain. Fuck this shit, I’m going to die alone. Because apparently nobody wants to be with me. Or get to know me. I’m just not someone you fall in love with.

„Yikes“, Eun Woo’s friend flinched. „Gotta give it to her - she does sound like a real human though.“, he drily remarked.

Eun Woo rolled his eyes in frustration. This shit was eating him up.

Even if he descended onto earth now and forgot about all your pain, he would never be able to get through to you. 

„Men really did a number on her, huh?“, his friend asked. 

„It’s what she wanted. Some drama to enjoy our love more. And drama she got…“, he explained sadly.

„So what are you going to do?“

Eun Woo averted his gaze back onto you, watching you from above as you cried and cried and cried. 

„Waiting for a miracle, I guess.“

„Aren’t you tired of waiting?“

„What else am I supposed to do?“, he snapped.

„The plan is already rigged, you said so yourself. Can’t you use that to your advantage and rig it further?“, his friend proposed.

Eun Woo thought for a second - could he really do that? Go against fate like that? 

Your sobs made his stomach churn once again, he had to act, no matter the consequences.

„Come with me“, he demanded as he left the room.

„Where are we going?“, his friend called after him.

„Rigging the fucking plan.“ 

[generic-whumper]

Zodiac Signs & Whump!

This is just a fun silly lil’ poll, nothing serious! I’m just wondering which of the signs is most into whump, or if there are a couple/few signs predominantly into whump. The term “whump” here is all encompassing, it can be whatever type of whump, nothing in particular!

*I will also be doing a poll of MBTI types & whump after this one!

[neomujinjja]

Slow Dancing

"Let's skip," your partner said as they stepped into the kitchen. You hummed in thought before voicing your agreement. While it was a small shame since the both of you were already dressed up but in reality, you were more than happy to stay home.

"Imma go change then."

"Wait," they said, stopping you from exiting the open space. You watched as they fiddled with their phone before soft music came through the speakers. You raised an eyebrow in amusement, barely able to hide the smile growing on your face. Your partner pulled you in close by your waist and the two of you began swaying. "We can just have our own private party; it'd be a pity to change when you look so good tonight." Heat rushed to your cheeks, they could be such a sap. You decided to say nothing in response, instead lessening the small space between you guys. Staring at them with stars in your eyes as you knew you might be the luckiest person alive to be with them.

Taesan of BoyNextDoor, Juyeon of The Boyz, Minho & Felix of Stray Kids, Jaehyun & Hendery of NCT, Jongho of Ateez, Cha Eunwoo of Astro, Woodz, Kihyun of Monsta X, Yugyeom, Suho of EXO

[zoshkawrites]

dating with yotsurugi kou | headcanons | gender neutral

tw: none i think, the last part is 18+ so basically mdni

note: I wanted to write something about negai no astro and since I didn't see anything about kou, I decided to write about him.

toxic trait

anger. this is kou's way to deal with his complexes. kou is not a person who can always control his anger, sometimes he is going to pick about something totally irrelevant. therefore no wonder if he is nagging about things that are unimportant. in many cases, until he shows that he is annoyed, you won't even notice that there is a problem. so he's full of surprises; you are never sure what is going to make him angry.

love language

quality time & acts of service. he likes spending time with you. kou will put his phone away and turn his attention to you. you two talk to each other about everything; from how your day was to funny childhood memories. you both enjoy regular date nights. he will pick you up from your apartment, and then you will go to your favorite restaurants/spot, and he will pay for the dinner. "i have more money than you" kou always says this, which may seem like he is bragging about his money, but in reality he does not want you to struggle financially. (the perfect bf doesnt exis-)

sleeping together

when you sleep together, he always hugs your back and smells your hair. he likes the shampoo you're using, kou already associates this fragrance with you. when he accidentally wakes up during the nights he always looks to see if you have a blanket. in case you don't have, he covers you up, and then when he is rolling over to the opposite side, oopps, your side of the blanket is already hogged.

his favorite activity with you

of course, every morning you're the person who gels his hair. although sometimes you are lazy, he thinks you do it best. (once you used too much gel and then he scolded you)

you and the yotsurugi family

no, he doesn't like when you are around other yotsurugis. big no. once terasu said "how did this leech find such a pretty girl", since then kou doesn't want to see you around his family. kou is also the jelaous type of boyfriend, so he would always worry if you think that one of his brothers is more attractive compared to him and then leave him. kou hides it so well that you don't have a clue about these concerns.

bed

this boy likes being the dominant one usually. enjoys both rough and vanilla sex. he has that type of sex playlists dedicated to your time together. likes using pet names. these pet names vary from adorable such as bunny and princess to degrading like slut. he also gives me massive "let's make porn and watch it while we are dirty talking/masturbating" vibes. and when it comes to masturbating, he uses your photos when you are not around or while is waiting for you to show up at the club, where you can drink, dance, and yeah.

[ink-and-dagger]

Hii, idk is this a weird request but. Silcos s/o fainting.

SO I got the idea 15 minutes ago when I got up too quick and just bam, lights out. My first thoughts waking up on the floor was just 1. Wtf 2. Wouldn't it be hilarious if my fav villain was looking at me confused af rn.

So like. They've just been discussing something, maybe the s/o was sitting on his couch while Silco got some paperwork done and then like

Silco: dear, could you fetch me the last weeks reports from downstairs(or sumn)

S/o. Ye. *gets up and BAM*

YUH UH. LOVE YE BYE

It isn't a weird request at all, and even if it was I love being sent weird shit. I realise that this ask is nearly 3 months old but I hope you're okay💜

I've actually had this half written for a while, but realistically I can’t see myself finding anymore time to extend or finesse it, so I’m just gonna post it as is. It's short and pretty rough, but I hope you enjoy all the same!

Also I hope you don't mind but I've used Astrid as the reader because this is just very in-character for her🥲

Silco x Reader || Silco x Astrid || Fainting || Unedited drabble

The toes of your boots tap absently together high above you - perched as they are atop the back of the crimson chaise in Silco’s office. The rest of you sprawled in a diagonal swoon across the seat cushions.

“You’re doing it again,” Silco chides beneath his breath ­- a mockingly melodic baritone from his seat at his desk, eyes not lifting from the papers in front of him.

Your boots halt their tapping, and you drop your book page down upon your chest in a huff.

“Bored,” you complain.

“Yes, you’ve already mentioned,” he responds patiently, “Which is why I suggested some quiet reading.”

You pull a face and discard the book on the coffee table, “Can’t get into it. Feel restless.”

A lengthy exhale hisses from his nose, and his gaze ticks upwards to meet yours. Long, unimpressed face upside down in your vision from your position upon the sofa.

“If you’re feeling restless then you can make yourself useful,” his attention drops back to his work, and he gestures towards his bookshelves with a flick of his pen, “Fetch me the profit ledger for this quarter. Bottom shelf.”

“What’s the magic word?”

“Now.”

You roll your eyes and swing your legs off the back of the sofa in a single dramatic swoop to spring to your—

“Sweetheart?”

The voice swims and warps at the edges of your mind. Loud and distant all at once. The surface beneath your spine is hard and coarse. Your vision remains obscured by a fluttering curtain of darkness which slowly recedes to the outer edges in swirling patterns of dappled red and chem-green.

A face above yours. Eyes that don’t match beneath dark, pinched brows. Mouth drawn tight and age lines deep with apprehension. Cute though.

Your mouth quirks into a dopey smile.

“Hey there handsome,” you trill.

Concern darkens to irritation, “I’ve told you not to lie upside down on the sofa like that. You’re as bad as Jinx. At least she has the excuse of adolescence.”

“S’comfy.”

“Be that as it may, you—don’t even think about it,” Silco growls, pressing firmly on your sternum to force you back down to the rug when you attempt to shift up onto your elbows.

“I’m fine Silco. Just stood up too fast is all.”

“And do you think repeating that mistake is the best course of action? Lay still.”

“Cluck cluck mother hen,” you grumble. But your complaint goes ignored. Silco shifts from his haunches to sit properly at your side, and his arm snakes beneath your knees to lift them, gathering them in a bundle up onto his shoulder.

“Not now Silco. Not in the mood.”

He offers you a slow, unimpressed blink, “It’s to help the blood flow back to your brain. I shouldn’t think it will take all that long to fill up again.”

You flip him the middle finger and his annoyance chips away just a crack, allowing through a tiniest of smirks.

[thee-achilles]

how i see myself (libra rising w jupiter in the 1H)

vs how others see me. (cancer mc with saturn in 10H and moon in 11H)

[maehemthemisfit]

Remember the scenario where lyney will pull out the rose from behind reader's ear and turns it into a chocolate rose

It's gonna be so comedic if the reader is allergic to/doesn't like chocolate

ALLERGIC?? OHH that's cruel 😭 let's go with the other

But yk, somehow this gives me thoughts about lyney pinning for a reader who is seemingly uninterested in his advances (or is a closed off person/tsundere) and he's just constantly trying to impress them with his tricks while reader just wants to walk home in PEACE.

He doesn't give up though. You don't like chocolate? He'll find something else to gift/entertain you with. He's stubborn and determined like that.

[yumicreatesworld]

Serendipitous Encounter - Cha Eunwoo

Summary: In a drizzling city, the reader encounters Eunwoo, a stranger who offers guidance. As they navigate together, a connection blossoms, culminating in mutual introductions amidst the rain-soaked streets.

Pairing: stranger!Eunwoo x stranger!reader

Rating: G

Word Count: 184

Genre: Romance

Warnings: None

The city streets glistened under the soft drizzle as you hurried along the wet sidewalks, your coat pulled tightly around you, providing a feeble shield against the downpour. Lost in your own world, you barely noticed the figure approaching you until your paths converged.

Your eyes meet fleetingly, a momentary spark of recognition in the midst of the rain. His lips curve into a hesitant smile, mirrored by your shy response.

“Lost?” His voice cuts through the gentle hum of the rain.

You nod, your cheeks tinged with a faint blush. “Just trying to find my way.”

“I’m Eunwoo,” he offers, his tone warm and inviting.

A silent understanding passes between you, an unspoken agreement to navigate the labyrinthine streets together. With a wordless gesture, he offers his arm, and you accept, your steps falling into sync as you venture into the city’s embrace.

In that fleeting moment, amidst the rain-soaked streets and the whisper of passing cars, you find solace in his company, your journey unfolding one step at a time.

“I’m Y/N,” you finally introduce yourself, a shy smile gracing your lips.

Thank you guys so much for reading, hope y’all enjoyed!

[hecckyeah]

for @basketball-broadway and @andmethefivefooter who requested a Dousy drabble. more specifically, clothes shopping :)

so here is my very first attempt at a TRUE drabble, aka keeping it at exactly 100 words.

enjoy!

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All things considered, the clothing options in space could’ve been worse.

Daisy chalks it up to the abundance of humanoid species traversing the galaxy, who probably want to look like their Terran counterparts.

Leather and utility belts saturate the market. Daniel isn’t happy about it.

“This is what you call fashion?”

“No, this is like Wish Dot Com meets Star Wars.”

He holds a pair of steampunk goggles like they’ll bite him.

Honestly, she’s not sure they wouldn’t.

“What about this one?” She picks up a jacket.

At least he doesn’t say no.

Surprisingly, Daniel Sousa looks great in leather.

[astronomical-bagel]

The Rift was whispering.

More than whispering, really. Grian thought he could hear faint cheering emanating from it. Or maybe crying. 

Well, whatever it was, they were annoying, and Grumbot Prime’s messages were starting to get more and more on the “get that to stop or I’ll rip out your spine” side of the spectrum. And honestly, Grian was in favor of keeping his spine. He would even go so far as to say he was quite attached to his spine. So, with little regard to potential radiation poisoning or existential tearing of his soul, Grian stuck his head into the Rift.

The funny thing about the Rift, is that it had layers. It was a rip into the fabric of space, time, and reality, and through it, it had rings, like a tree. Like the strata in a rock, realities layered and fragmented and shifted in every mind-melting way. Eyes glinted off of each impossible facet in the dimensions around him, each one turning towards Grian as he stuck his head past the threshold of the rift. The rough whispers were amplified in here, ping-ponging around Grian’s brain.

Grian just raised his eyebrow, unimpressed by the eldritch horror living in his basement, “Seriously, guys? What’s going on now?”

The eyes turned pleading, their amethyst and tuff irises large and puppylike. Polls. We have polls. Vote in polls? Sexy? Sexyman?

Grian took a second to process what they were asking, before immediately u-turning out of there, “Nope. Nope. No way. Goodbye.”

But! Polls! The eyes cried, wailing over each other, Competition! Win in polls!

“I said goodbye, guys. I’m not debasing myself like that.”

Noo! Minecraft men! The watchers beseeched, each yelling out their chosen champion with renewed fervor, making the space around the Rift warp like it was being pulled in by a black hole. It did absolutely jack squat to Grian, though, only serving to make him roll his eyes at heir tantrum and further resolve to stay the hell away from their whole… situation.

That didn’t stop them from trying to campaign at him, though.

Vote Joe! Do you think a non-sexyman can look like THAT?

BLOODSHED AND CHAOS ON THE PLANET EARTH.

Vote for the little guy! Jimmy deserves to have a win! 

Phil’s winning MY sexyman poll

QUACKITY SWEEP 2023 PLS HE NEEDS THIS

Endorsed by Martyn, I repeat, we are endorsed by Martyn!

Vote Mumbo 4 sexyman! It’s been too long since he’s been campaigned for something against his will! With your help we can change that!

That last comment stopped Grian in his tracks, as suddenly as if he had hit a wall. The chatter behind him immediately went quiet with a sensation distinctly similar to an entire crowd holding their breath.

Grian ignored them and opened his inventory, swiping through it slowly until he took out his ender chest. He set it down and knelt, rifling through his diamonds and knicknacks, “You know…” he started, taking out a well-worn white shirt and holding it up to the light. A faded “MUMBO 4 MAYOR” shone in dull red at him, “It has been a while since I last wore this.”

Gumbot blinked at him, his mustache beginning to bounce up and down, a musical jingle starting to play as he booted up a sentence. A little piece of paper shot out of the dispenser, wafting down to the ground. With a growing grin, Grian picked up the paper, which read in big, bold words: MUMBO JUMBO 4 TUMBLR SEXYMAN.

“Well, Grumbot.” Grian planted his hands on his hips and smiled up at his huge, homicidal, robot son, “It looks like we have our work cut out for us, don’t we?

[mykoreanlove]

lucky encounter

„I can’t believe you dragged me along to this”, you huffed out in annoyance.

“Love and Light! Namaste! Welcome!”

A woman dressed in boho chic handed you a flyer, ushering you into the venue. In here, it smelled like patchouli and false promises.

“What? We need this”, your best friend encouraged you, clearly brainwashed by all those delulu videos she has seen.

“No, we don’t?”, you snapped at her.

“Just get in, y/n”, she pushed you while rolling her eyes.

The venue was filled with girls - various girls that were desperately seeking for love. You took a good glance at them, wondering how pathetic you had to be to come here voluntarily.

“Girls, listen up. I salute you”, the boho chic lady started preaching emotionally.

“You’ve been through it all. The games, the lies, the heartbreak. Each time you let down your walls and really opened up to someone, you got let down. Abandoned. Rejected. Cheated on!”

The crowd was agreeing, everybody was shaking their heads and wiping away tears.

“It’s like no matter how hard you try; you just can’t win at love. Isn’t that right?”

“YES!”, they all agreed with her.

“It’s like no matter how hard you try; you are never good enough. Isn’t that right?”

“YES!”, they agreed again.

“It’s like no matter how many affirmations you recite or script or buy crystals; it just never works. Isn’t that right?

“YES!”, they agreed.

“The fuck is this cult..”, you muttered under your breath before getting up.

“Where are you going?”, your friend muttered under her breath.

“I’m not staying here, sorry”, you turned around and got up hastily.

“Oh, I see we have someone that doesn’t need our help”, the boho lady said.

The venue fell quiet as all heads turned, dozens of prying eyes on your back.

“Shit”, you mumbled before turning around.

“I just-“, you mumbled before she interrupted you.

“You don’t need help with your love life, I guess?”

Her tone was condescending, irking you the wrong way.

“No, I-“

“You don’t need my help?”, her eyes pierced through you. Her menacing vibe made you feel uneasy, your hands started to shake.

“I was just joking. You wouldn’t be here if you were already partnered with the love of your life”, she mocked.

The crowd started laughing, agreeing with the condescending leader.

“Does she think she’s better than us?”

“What a cocky bitch!”

“No wonder she’s single.”

You felt the rage bubbling up inside of you, even though she was right. You were single, you always were. But still – why was she talking to you like that? And why were the others agreeing with her?

As you felt the rage building, a tall, mysterious stranger stepped forward from the crowd. His piercing gaze met yours as he spoke up confidently: “Actually, she might not need your help because she already has me.”

A surprised smile crossed your face as you locked eyes with this unexpected encounter, intrigued by the possibility of finding love in the unlikeliest of places.

The crowd fell silent, too shocked by this revelation. Even the boho lady watched in surprise, cursing herself for messing this up.

“This is your boyfriend?”, she finally said out loud.

Was this mysterious stranger your boyfriend? Hell, no. But whatever he was, you were drawn to him like a moth to the flame. You found yourself drawn to his enigmatic presence, curious to learn more about him and the connection that seemed to have sparked between you.

“Yeah”, you muttered.

“I told you I didn’t need this”, you spat triumphantly.

The boho lady pursed her lips, trying to conceal her anger. You made your way to him, stretching out your hand while flashing him your loveliest smile.

“Wanna go?”

His cheeks reddened, only slightly. You felt yourself smiling – God, he was cute. You took another glance at him. He was handsome as the devil. Sweet as honey. Taller than you. His eyes golden, warm and inviting. A killer smile, enticing you to run away with him.

I didn’t say his name, but he popped into your head, didn’t he?

[tezuka-brainrot]

Astro fucking around with a sick Tenma because God forbid I work on any of the actual important serious stories.

[neomujinjja]

(Tattoo) Butterfly kisses

You don't have a tattoo kink, you just couldn't help that your partner's tattoo(es) did something to you. Every time the inked skin appeared before your skin, it was like you got hypnotized by it. And your hands just somehow happened to always graze over the tatted area. In quiet moments: the movement of tracing it was comforting; it wasn't that you traced the lines rather just making random shapes. Your significant other never complained about your hands being on their skin instead taking it in stride. So, no you didn't have a tattoo kink but maybe just a little bit of an obsession. Particularly and especially regarding your partners work.

jinjin of astro.. that's it.

jk jk yuta of nct, hanbin, ricky, matthew of zerobaseone, woodz, jackson wang

note: i got this idea thinking about jinjin (and his chest tattoo 🤫) and i thought the title was too funny not to do.