#awkward mochi my beloved

[the-zancient]

More Beachi/Mochrix for the girlies <3

[sparklesandpudding]

Ahem,,, respectfully, anon (ilysm) opened my third eye with the ‘Darling's talkative belly’ request so I'm here to humbly ask for a second part with Buddha, Qin Shi Huang and Apollo 🕺🕺

Sheer adorableness fr fr.

In return, may I offer you my love, gratitude and appreciation? (and a picture of my cat in an awkward setting, too 🤲)

AWWW THANK YOU!!! UR CAT IS ADORABLE 😭😭 AND IM SO HAPPY THAT APOLLO IS INCLUDED IN THIS 💕💕 I LOVE YOU BAE

Characters mentioned : Buddha, QSH, Apollo

Fluffy stuff 😍

RoR Men with darling's talkative belly | part 2

Buddha

- this man was laying his head down your belly, just cus. It was soft and nice, he would love to just bite into it cus it reminds him of a mochi of sort. (He's not cannibal guys don't get the wrong idea😭)

- it was just comforting to him. He loved to just have you and him in his favourite spot, while he can do all this with you. the air, the weather, it was perfect.

- ngl he would make comments about your belly secretly being a mochi.

- things were fine until he suddenly grumbled and was like "why're ya talking so much, little buddy? Can't you see I'm trying to relax?"

- you were confused, until you realized that this grown ass man was talking to your belly. You giggled when he asked you if it was hungry or something, only to be given a no.

- yes he even tried to offer it food. He knows that not being able to eat good food was absolute suffering. And he has its back, even though it's a literal stomach.

- I bet he'd just listen to it, continuing to eat without a care. This date was about him and you. The belly shouldn't be third wheeling too much, cus you are in good hands.

- but even with all that, he became best friends with your belly. And now he calls it "mochi buddy" (😭)

Apollo

- he was cuddled up to you, mans was so fucking clingy it was actually funny to watch. He must really really love you, yeah?

- he felt like being lovey dovey and cute w you, and he don't care. He don't need no excuse to be w his bae 🙄

- and hell yes he loved your belly. He showered that thing with kisses and his almighty glory, just because he was very generous. And like I said, he was feeling it.

- when he was resting happily on it, he suddenly spoke, "My my, what a noisy thing. Is it really that honored to be in my presence?" He scoffed. Heart melting at your giggle.

- "you find that funny, darling? Am I wrong? It's pretty honored to be this close to me. oh well, I guess I should entertain it for a while since I'm so generous~"

- mf was literally kissing it, loving the sounds from your mouth when your belly was tickled by his kisses. You were so adorable, and so was this little mound of flesh.

- he wasn't psycho from wanting to listen to a literal stomach, right? But, he doesn't care either way. This was free entertainment.

- he ends up naming it "blobby" and no. do not fucking ask why. ☹️ 😭 He was feeling somewhat creative.

- this man omg.

- I KNOW from the bottom of my ass that he'd randomly come up to you the next day to be like, "hi sweetie~ can we cuddle again later? I wanna see blobby~"

- that was humiliating to you bro. But mans does not care. He'll burn the face of those who judge.

- plus, blobby is a cute name (to him atleast). Cus belly's have a mini blob inside that stores food. He was literally so proud for being creative.

- yeah, you'll live with this for the rest of your life now. Sending my best regards ig.

Qin shi Huang / ying zheng

- he was so happy to meet with his beloved. He'd just lay on your belly, in his robe. Admiring you and your body, the only thing he could stare at for hours and still love with the same heart.

- he just found it so nice to lay on your belly. And not only that, he wanted a baby soon. Cus bruv needed an heir. Unless you were infertile, that's no problem. He'll just have y'all do a surrogacy or smth, or just adopt. As long as y'all are happy 💕

- he wanted to talk to you about his day, but instead, he went silent. His innocent little face looking at your stomach.

- "my beloved, why is your stomach so noisy? Is it mad at me? :("

- you melted at his innocence, caressing his hair and telling him no. And that it was just happy to see him.

- when I tell you he was overjoyed. I mena he was incredibly overjoyed. He was so happy he could throw a celebration in all of china just because of how happy he was.

- he was so scared that he might've upset your belly, but now that he understood, he was more than willing to be friends. Bro is literally chatting away with your stomach like it was a lifelong friend of his.

- talking about his favorite foods and stuff, anything that came to his head came out his mouth. He was so happy to know he had a new friend to share his interests with.

- just imagine walking in as a guard or something and then suddenly seeing your literal emperor chatting happily to his darling's stomach. 💀

- maybe his eyesight got affected by the blindfold thing he had on...

- "beloved, are you hungry? What about fleshy?"

- if you thought apollo gave your stomach a weird nickname, take a look at this man.

- I know damn well he'd sometimes get jealous at the thought that your stomach got to be with you wherever you went. Getting treated very well. How lucky.

- he's not entirely stupid, he knows a lot about your body. But we all have weird thoughts, don't we? It's only natural.

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@mxlissaliss thank you for this!! I'm so happy I got to write new characters 😊💕 and I still think ur cat is so adorable😭💕💕

[inaris-mage-of-storms]

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Hello beloved readers! I'm Storm, and I write things on AO3. I'm primarily active in mcyt fanspaces, but among my reblogs you can also expect a fair amount of Yu Yu Hakusho, Doctor Who, Star Trek, plus some miscellaneous this and that.

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[dark-and-kawaii]

𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 : Sukuna x Reader - Nanami x Reader - Itadori x Reader - Gojo x Reader - Fushiguro x Reader

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 : None - Degrading Pet Names - Fluff - Gojo being Gojo - Itadori being Itadori - Sukuna being Sukuna LOL

𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮 : I’m just going to go ahead and add a few more characters to this since i find it fun <3 thank you for the compliment babe :3 yes i am taking questions for jujutsu!!! I really enjoy all the characters from jujutsu xoxo so im excited as well <3 @sukunaspet

Sukuna isn’t going to be calling you anything cute whatsoever so if you’re looking for that when it comes to this guy just do yourself a favor and don’t fall down the rabbit hole more. You won’t ever hear him call you babe, sweetheart, cute animal nicknames, just no... None of that. 

Pet

Little One -If he really likes you-

Whore

Onna (woman)

Play Thing

Pretty little fuck toy -If he really likes you-

CockSleeve

Bitch In Heat

Any degrading/every degrading name in the book 

Expect these and nothing else. If he doesn’t like you or he’s just using your tight cunny for his own pleasure he’ll never call you, little one. 

If he really likes you and wishes to keep you around longer than a day -a couple years- you might hear him slipup and call you darling, but that’s a very rare slipup and he will immediately threaten you or ignore it. 

If he’s deemed you important/ his lover then he will call you little one. You’re so small compared to him. Sometimes when he calls you by this little name his lips will curl into a malicious smile, you’re so damn weak and small... he could easily crush you or pierce your heart with his sharp nails... yet you stay by his side. Damn. He wishes he could kill you right now, but sadly he can’t bring himself to do that... He’ll just make you cry instead! “Onna! Where are you!?” Smiling like the devil, Sukuna waits for his pretty little thing to run up to him. 

Nanami Kento is a MAN, he isn’t a boy nor is he Sukuna. He respects you, loves you, cherishes you and would do absolutely anything for you. 

His nicknames are simple, basic, but hold so much love and UGH you just can’t get enough of him honestly. 

Darling

Sweetheart

Love

Beloved

Beautiful

Every night before bed he will always cup your face and rest his forehead on your very own and call you by one of the nicknames he’s given you. And just as he pulls away from you he will tell you to stop worrying so much about him when he’s at work. That he will always come back to you at the end of the day to hold you in his arms. *sobbing* 

Whenever you brew him coffee in the morning or make him a sandwich you can’t help but get all giddy because you know the moment he comes into the room and see’s you’ve thought of him he will say, “Thank you, love.” or “Thank you sweetheart” while grabbing his cup of coffee and pulling your back into his chest. 

Nanami is a smart man who keeps an eye on you, he knows when you’re worried or something is on your mind, “Darling, what is it? Tell me please.”

He’s just a good guy ya know, he doesn’t want to call you sexy because he finds it to be quite douchey. He doesn't want you to feel like he’s objectifying you because you’re so much more than that. You’re beautiful, stunning, a goddess.

Itadori... Oh... Oh Itadori how i love and cherish that breathtaking smile of yours, but omg... Don’t ever call someone pumpkin again... please.

He’s new okay, he’s not used to this whole nickname thing. You’re his first serious relationship/first person he’s ever taken interest in...

So *facepalm* when you walked out of your house one day in the cutest dress with your hair all done and makeup he just got all red and blurted out “You look so good pumpkin!” Where yes, you thought it was cute but it also reminded you of when your parents would call you that or your grandma... It kinda made you feel like he was your dad... and not in the daddy kind of way.

He actually really likes the nickname. why? No one knows, but oh well you do let him say it here and there since you’ve grown accustomed to it. And honestly you find it so endearing when he says it now, he's found a way to not make it so cringe.

Peach / Peaches -He loves your ass-

Babe

Princess

Bunny

Beautiful 

Baby

Butt -He loves your ass-

You can’t lie to yourself, whenever Itadori calls you any of these your heart absolutely skips a beat. Sometimes you swear its stops completely because that big genuine smile he holds on his face is just for you, the nickname is just for you, all his love is just for you. 

Princess, bunny, and butt are three of his favorites. Princess and Bunny because he calls you them when he’s jerking his hips into you. Butt because he can’t ever keep his hands off your ass and well he just likes the way it sounds when he says it to you. “Hi butt!” or “Why’re you so short butt” -if you’re shorter than him-. Nuzzling into you Itadori always says, “Goodnight, butt. I love you.” and there it is again, that puppy dog smile of his. He’s such a good boy.

Gojo Satoru... This man, WHO’S MAN IS THIS!? I- *sigh* The nicknames/pet names are freaking endless... Like, you’ve even learned new words because of this.

But his favorites are:

Kitten

Bunny

Princess 

Naughty

Stink -Yup he calls you stink-

Wifey -Even if you aren’t married-

Babe

Darling

Meanie 

Sweetie Pie

Snookums -He’s cringe-

Like Sukuna, Gojo will call you so many degrading names and i just can’t type all that out unless people really want me to but the list is ENDLESS.

You’re probably wondering, why stink? Right? Well one day you had terrible morning breath and thus, “Stink” was added to Gojo’s nickname list for you. He says it A LOT, especially in the mornings... Always in the mornings... Sorry reader.

Before even being married Gojo was calling you “wifey” sometimes you found it endearing, other times you wanted to punch him. “~Ohhhh! Look at these mochi, should we get some wifey? We could bring some to the kiddos!” Holding the strawberry one up to you he whispers, “Or i could put it on your nipples and ea-” Kicking him in the head you shut him up before the old woman can hear him... Cause let’s face it, he wasn’t being all that quiet on purpose.

During more serious moments with him he calls you darling, he knows you need to hear genuine names and this is one he finds to be genuine. “Darling, come sit in my lap. Please?” Skipping up to him you bounce all cutesy into his lap, “Look at my cute bunny get all excited to sit in daddy’s la-” “Satoru!” “Meanie!!!”

Fushiguro Megumi is on par with Nanami when it comes to nicknames. He’s not going to be calling you sexy or cocksleeve or anything much like that unless you bring it up and say you want him to. Even if you bring it up he’s going to feel a bit awkward and debate on whether he should actually do it or not.

He respects you and wants to treat you like a queen, but at the same time nicknames just really aren’t his thing. 

You’ll be lucky to hear him say Sweetheart. Fushiguro mainly sticks to your actual name...

I’m sorry but you’re going to have to be the one to push him into nicknames and try to get him to be more comfortable with them. 

There is one though, one he holds dear to his heart because you’re what helps keep his heart beating. Besides his friends, you’re someone who makes him want to live a long life.

My Love

“Thank you, my love. For everything.”

~ 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝔀𝓲 𝔁𝓸𝔁𝓸

[that-bi-bitch-writes]

A Cursed Reality-JJK x M!Reader (Ch.2)

Question: Do you guys prefer longer chapters or shorter chapters? I’ve been making an effort to write longer chapters but if you hate reading them I’ll write them less.

Warnings: fluff, comparison of Inumaki’s speech to a disability/handicap, cursing. Dislike of Maki (Not me. wrong bitch. I love her)

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Chapter Two:

[Name] actively dislikes hanging out with the second years. Not that they’re bad people in any way, it’s just he’s anxious and awkward, and even after spending a year familiarizing himself with the school and the people in it, there’s like a small group of people he would invite to his birthday party.

That and he just doesn’t care for Maki Zen’in. And it is most definitely mutual. To him, she’s just pretty. She also won’t die in a battle between her and a curse below first grade. But that’s about the end of her appeal. Of course, Panda is fun to tease but he typically plays the peacemaker between the second years. [Name] would rather not care about people in peace.

There’s no dramatic reason to it all, it’s just [Name] didn’t really come to Jujutsu Tech by choice so he hadn’t intended on making friends. He obviously failed considering he befriended Inumaki within his first day and they have some homoromantic vibes going on in their friendship.

That’s not to say you can’t platonic cuddle with your best friend but when you longingly gaze into each other’s eyes and he’s the only friend you’ve made besides an annoyingly hyper 30-year-old because no one else understands you like he does… And it kind of goes both ways considering you’re the only person he trusts himself enough to have a full-on conversation with.

Yeah, it’s not looking very good for the argument that they’re not gay. They’re not though. At least not now.  

“[Name]”

“Yeah toge?”

“You look like you’ve got something on your mind” Inumaki responded. And although he had plenty of experience saying words, having a conversation without using safe words felt a little weird. It was an aspect of who he was now and [Name] being immune to the cursed speech wouldn’t erase the problems he had with talking and it didn’t make [Name] his savior or soulmate.

Luckily [Name] was both lonely and not a complete asshole because he had no problems adapting to the switch between Toge’s ‘onigiri glossary’. Learning it was actually a really fun experience because it turns out Inumaki did not have the exact translation of all his safe words. He would just say an ingredient and [Name] had to fill in the blanks. There was a lot of trial and error and a lot of [Name] smiling down at Inumaki’s concentrated face.

“I was just thinking.” [Name] broke the contemplative silence.

“Hmm”

“You know” [Name] started again “... They say it was believed people kept their souls in their throats” and as Inumaki gave a confused denial (“fish flakes”) [Name] was internally panicking on whether or not he should keep going with this specific train of thought or make a joke to deflect from the very real and emotional but corny statement he was about to utter.

“Ah fuck it. I want to exercise the curses in the world or at least enough to keep you safe so you don’t keep damaging your soul when you use your cursed technique”

“Sujiko”

[Name] looked at Inumaki. And as if breaking off pieces of his soul didn’t matter to him, Inumaki spoke, a short sentence that stunned [Name] into silence

“I love you”

If Gojo hadn’t come in, they might’ve kissed.

“[Name]-kun!!!”

Aaaand [Name]’s sentimental mood was gone. Don’t get him wrong, Gojo definitely would get an invite to [Name]’s birthday party, but the man was like 30 running around being overly cheerful and with that teasing nature he was definitely repressing some trauma. He also definitely had some of the worst timing

“What is it Gojo?”

“No sensei at the end? So mean!

“Fushiguro was sent out to find a cursed object but he’s been out all day with no calls back home or anything. Of course I plan on going to check on my beloved student, but I am busy for the next hour or so. Can you please check on him? For your favorite sensei?”

“My favorite sensei is actually Nanami and he’s not even a sensei but yeah I’ll check on the emo kid”

‘You’re pretty emo yourself dude’ Gojo thought to himself

“Ah Thank you [Name]-kun. You’re a lifesaver” Gojo called out behind him as he left to do whatever it is crazy white haired ‘old’ men do.

‘He’s/I’m totally not doing this for free’ both [Name] and Inumaki thought at the same time.

[Name] got up suddenly and started getting ready to leave paying no attention to Inumaki who watched him get ready with a casual interest. Before [Name] headed out, he turned to look at Inumaki with a serious and concentrated expression.

“Toge.”

“I love you”

“What the hell happened here?”

“....”

“Fushiguro-kun, if you please”

“Well I only know half of the story so it’s best if we hear it from Itadori”

All eyes whipped to the shirtless Yuji who had just gotten control of his body back from Sukuna, the apparent king of curses.

“I’d say it started when I went to school this morning but I think it started a little earlier for Fushiguro. Right Fushiguro?” Yuji asked

‘I swear I’m going to explode if someone doesn’t tell me the how we got this far I mean Fushiguro is bleeding from his head, this pink haired enthusiastic kid is possessed and I can’t tell if he’s too sweet to care or if he lost a few of his brain cells when he and the little emo first year wrecked this building’ [Name] thought to himself.

Clearing his throat he began “Well okay Fushiguro has a lot of really bad injuries so is it okay with you if he just quickly shares his part and then you take over?”

“Ohh Yeah that makes sense” Itadori awed and both he and [Name] turned their attention to poor Megumi who was bleeding from his forehead.

“Yesterday I was sent to retrieve a special grade cursed object and when I got there it was gone. Gojo sensei told me I couldn’t go home until it was recovered. The next day I stalked around the school and investigated when I saw Yuji for the first time.”

“Oh I remember that. It’s my turn to take over now. Uhh. I was in the occult club with my senpais Sasaki and Iguchi and we were asking the spirits about which animal the Student Council President was weaker than ( a fish) and then he burst in the room because he didn’t approve of our club-”

“Fast forward please” [Name] interrupted

“Fushiguro found me after my grandpa died and told me Iguchi and Sasaki were in danger because of the finger so I led him to the school where they said they were going to peel off the seal”

“And that’s why we’re here” [Name] surmised

“So what’s the situation”

“Gojo-sensei”/ “Old Man what are you doing here?” Megumi and [Name] called out

“I wasn’t gonna come but the higher ups got involved. I knew you’d all be fine though, I sent [Name] here to deal with it.”

“That’s true” Fushiguo mumbled

“I’m glad you all have faith in me” [Name] started “But that means I came here for absolutely nothing”

“... So did you find it?” Gojo asked

“Um sorry.... I ate it”

Gojo who didn’t hear the whole introduction and [Name] who didn’t quite get to the eating of the finger part in the story turned to Yuji in shock

“For real”

“For real”

“Haha you’re not kidding. They’re combined. How does your body feel?” Gojo asked Yuji

“Okay”

“Can you switch to Sukuna?”

“Sukuna?” Yuji asked

“The curse object you ate”

“Oh yeah. Probably”

“Ten seconds” gojo said “Take control again after ten seconds”

“I dunno about this”

“Don’t worry. I’m the strongest Jujutsu sorcerer”

Megumi looked to [Name] after hearing a curious “hmm” but [Name]’s face showed no anger or displeasure.

“Megumi hold onto this will ya” Gojo’s voice bled through Megumi’s thoughts of who would win between [Name] and Gojo. Give it a year or two and it might actually be [Name].

“What’s this?” Megumi asked

‘It better be a fucking weapon’ [Name] thought ‘Because if he sent me out because his important business was shopping he’s gonna regret it’

“Kikufuku Mochi” Gojo replied casually before feeling bloodlust leaking from [Name]. He’ll just have to make it up to the second year somehow

“Behind you” Fushiguro called out and [Name] sucked his teeth hoping Gojo would get hit at least once. He did not get his wish once

“I’ve got a student watching so..I hope you don’t mind if I show off a little bit” . And after that Gojo commenced kicking Sukuna’s ass. Sukuna tried to monologue a little as he sent out a powerful attack, but he missed Gojo on account of Gojo’s infinity dispelling the attack. By the time Sukuna realized Gojo was unharmed it was time for Yuji to switch back.

“Oh was everything okay?” Yuji asked as he came to his senses.

“Oh what a surprise” Gojo responded “You really can control it”

“Yeah, but he’s kind of annoying”

“It’s a miracle that’s the only side effect” Gojo said right before knocking Yuji out with one finger

“If he wakes up and isn't possessed, he might have potential as a vessel. Okay question for you two. What do I do with him?”

“Even if he is a potential vessel… He must be executed under jujutsu regulations…

“But I don’t want to let him die”

“Is that a personal opinion? Gojo asked

“Yes, a personal opinion. Please do something about it.

Gojo smiled and the two of them turned their attention towards [Name] who had been silent throughout the whole experience.

‘Besides being a little too excitable, he’s not bad. Like a puppy. I’d keep him as a pet.’ [Name] thought

“Don’t kill him” he said

“A precious student's request. And one from my favorite second year? Of course. Leave it to me!” Gojo said before lifting Yuji up.

[Name] still a little upset he was called away for nothing, raised his hand in front of his mouth so gojo couldn’t see what he was doing and whispered

“Fall over”

“Aak! [Name]-kunnn”

Fushiguro was shocked to see Gojo faceplant on the ground with Yuji on his shoulder. If the combination of Fushiguro’s wide eyed expression and the sight of Gojo in pain made [Name] giggle a little, he’d never admit it.

[taysarray]

Dash and Lily (TV Show)

My thoughts while watching (under the cut cause it got long whoops)

Episode 1:

not the budget Timothee Chalamet - that tracks actually with Dash LMAO

Lily is totally tinsel gal

i know changes are necessary, but the change of the message bugged me for absolutely no specific reason

BOOMER MY FAVE - why is he cutting the pizza when it's already in the box though? what kind of pizza shop is this? adsgfs

oh his dad's RICH RICH with that apartment in NYC

he's so pretentious, god that was me as a teenager, which may explain why sometimes I hate him

bro Lily is so much more suave so far, i hope this is just how he's reading it and it changes when it switches to her POV cause that'd be sick storytelling

can't believe they wouldn't show Santa being groped by a teenager, were they afraid they would need to up the rating then? asfsdfssdf

I KNEW SHE WAS TINSEL GAL

Episode 2:

we love Lily rambling at The Strand

all these apartments are so nice for New York

Langston rolling into her room wrapped in a blanket is a MOOD

ah it was her brother

Boomer's speech about Dash >>>

DID HE JUST SKIP THE LINE

that Santa scene was pure chaos i loved it

Episode 3:

the backstory of Lily I CAN'T SHE DESERVED BETTER (although i do miss the Shrilly story)

Langston and Benny my loves <333

the note on the mirror is so cute I'm dead

LILY'S DANCING - it's so aggressive i love it

Episode 4:

LILY'S AUNT MY QUEEN (did they change her name? i thought her name was Ida... either way i'm obsessed)

this episode is very similar to the book

the characters seem so much less pretentious when acted instead of read LOL

gingerbread house already! i wanted to see Snarly! hope we still get to see the disaster muppet

okay the believe scene was cute, i'll admit it

Episode 5:

i love him telling all of his problems to the mochi group

NOT THE GRANNY THROWING IT IN THE TRASH LOOOOL

NOT THE APPLAUSE - the mochi scene is too funny

SNARLY THE MUPPET MY BELOVED - i won't allow for his destruction - oh thank god he's still intact

fucking Edgar - i don't trust that he's kept that bracelet

god Dash's dad is insufferable

and so Sofia makes an appearance

NOT THE SNOWMAN SLAUGHTER - AMAZING ABSOLUTELY AMAZING

if i saw this girl at a slam poetry fest i'd be living for the drama - but also she's kinda killing it, go Lily!

ooh plot twist of Sofia moving back - also i absolutely love exes being friends and not getting back together

Priya my QUEEN

Episode 6:

absolutely love the dress - wore something similar this christmas myself (except it had a black base because the christmas tree look was too much for me lol)

yikes this party's gonna go bad

okay they're actually kinda cute talking to each other

DASH NO (but this song slaps) (also you're telling me this is gonna go down at a museum...SURE)

Episode 7:

i may have a preconceived vendetta against edgar but him kissing a clearly drunk girl is... YIKES

ok but how long did they kiss for before he came to this revelation

the cab scene is the worst scene for secondhand embarrassment they're both acting like fools (i guess they are teenagers in a tv show... but still)

DASH THIS IS A NO BOOMER SLANDER HOUSEHOLD

ok but giving her a week to move was kind of a dick move on the parents side

i thought this was the last episode for a minute and was like "THEY ENDED IT LIKE THAT" which i was so ready for but shocked about, but then the next episode started LOL

Episode 8:

THEY GOT THE JONAS BROTHERS FOR THIS

"you came to a jonas brothers concert for me 🥺" boomer my love <3

are they just in the jb's trailer????

this scene with dash and nick is the funniest thing "thank you nick jonas" I'M SCREAMING

Lily continually calling out people in front of a crowd is so fucking funny

the brother not even reading the notebook...couldn't be me i'm too nosey (nevermind it took him 2 minutes to do it)

not the montage for a 4 hour series

my mother would literally be running after me what is this LOL

the themed tree is actually cute

this kiss looks so damn awkward asgfdsgds

THAT LAUGH DASH WHAT WAS THAT

aww the love actually ended is cute... and Thibauld was alone, love that for him

they just jave no chemistry with their kisses i'm sorry

[ardenssolis]

@swordrisen​ said (inbox):

Into her sleeve , a hand slips ; from there , she represents a small golden furoshiki , containing something she has been working on in private. Unbinding it , there , within the cloth , lays something akin of a corsage made of silk & shaped to resemble a beautiful bright pink lotus flower. Silk had been hard obtained , a result of her asking about & doing odd jobs until she obtained a proper amount ; which then she had to dye. This was where being the daughter of a shop that carried all sorts of things helped , as she had dyed fabrics in the past. ❛❛ I wanted to make you something that may make you smile. I think you once mentioned lotus flowers remind you of your wife so , I tried to make this. If you find this offensive , I will gladly accept any punishment. ❜❜ 

She knew the boundaries she could test & those she could not ; but this was one she did not know. In the very least , as lotus were so rare at times , she wanted to bring him something he look at & perhaps smile. ❛❛ You can wear it on your wrist , Oz - mochi. ❜❜ She folds her hands onto her lap ; eyes still risen to meet into his own , lips shifting into a warm smile. ❛❛ Oz - mochi , may I ask a few questions ? Your wife seems like she was a precious person. I'd like to know more about her. How did you two meet ? How did you fall in love ? How did she manage to have so many children ? ❜❜ She clearly does not know that Ozymandias had more than one wife ; she truly just believes Nefertari was that amazing.

     THE CONCEPT OF MAKING things for others was not bizarre, of course. It was just that Ozymandias had never really made anything for anyone before aside from a shell necklace he had learned how to make from one of the servants and happily bestowed to his mother. From there, items given as gifts were things already made by another’s hands to be bestowed to those who gained his favor. Perhaps that was why he loved homemade things the most – things made by another’s hands where they took time out of their day to create something that would make the receiver smile. Even still, why was it he still found himself taken aback when Koto would go out of her way for him? Those hands that could grip swords could make some of the most beautiful of things, and in a sense, there was something altogether poetic about that. Reaching out, there was a kind of reverence in how his fingers brushed against that furoshiki before he just as carefully unwrapped it.

     The gift within gave Ozymandias pause, the sight of that beloved flower always softening him. ❝I am surprised that you remembered that information…❞ He had thought such would be forgotten, cast aside as trivial among the many other things that he had shared. However, Koto had recalled it so much that she had even made sure to have this corsage made for him. If only he knew just how much effort it had taken for her to gather that expensive fabric. ❝You did not…have to do this.❞ He was touched by this gesture, maybe even far more than the other things that Koto had brought him. After all, this held a connection to one whom he had loved with the entirety of his being, a woman that he would never again see in this life or any other, for he could no longer make his journey through the Duat to reach the vast golden field beyond the darkness.

     This flower and his memories were all he had left of those who had left before him. Snapping out of his thoughts, he slowly turned his gaze back towards Koto, his expression pensive as if he was suddenly looking at her differently than he had before. ❝It is not offensive, so do not worry. I can tell you went through great effort for this, and for that, you have my appreciation.❞ Fingers continuing to fiddle with the corsage, he held little issue in hearing the questions that were asked, the usual raucous energy of the Pharaoh temporarily subdued for the time being. ❝Ahaha, I do not normally share my past to that extent with another. The last time I spoke of my Beloved in vivid detail was with Nitocris and the Master.❞ A pause, he hummed pleasantly, corsage soon placed upon his wrist so he could feel that soft fabric brush against skin.

     ❝I met Nefertari when I was a boy. I think I was about thirteen or fourteen when it happened. My favorite place to go and relax was by the Nile River from time to time, so color me surprised when I went to sit upon its banks and saw someone unfamiliar there. From the moment I laid eyes upon her, I thought she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.❞ Honestly, to him, she still was. No one could ever compare to Nefertari in his eyes, but there was little reason to do comparisons in the first place. ❝I was exceedingly awkward as you would expect from a little boy, and I wound up getting nosebleeds because I was so out of my element.❞ He laughed at the memory, remembering how Nefertari had panicked and tried to staunch the bleeding. All that had just heightened his embarrassment even more. ❝She had captured my heart, yet as a child, I hardly understood any of that. I just knew that I liked her a great deal. It by the blessing of the gods that my first arranged marriage was to someone I already had feelings for – unknowingly so at first.❞

     His expression turned fond as he leaned back upon his hands, a large grin finding its place upon his lips. ❝It was not until I was older that I realized that the feelings bubbling within me over time was ‘love’. Now, for my children, I did not have that many with her! Nefertari would have killed me!❞ With that he burst into another fit of laughter, the sound bouncing against the walls between them, echoing even as he managed to find control once more. ❝No, no, I had other wives later on in my life. Many came from them. At the time, I wanted to have so many potential heirs that no one could ever attempt to pretend I never existed. You see, pharaohs sometimes had a tendency to try and erase those before them and claim all their glory as their own. No one would be able to take anything from me.❞ He made sure of that – even if he did take much from others and proudly said that their accomplishments were also his accomplishments.

     Minor details.

[amenomiko]

Thank you for the request..!

I decided to put this together because it's almost the same. Let's say when the Warlords meet her parents, there are also her twin brothers there.

As for this Storyline, I would choose Nobunaga, Masamune, Mitsunari, Kenshin, Shingen and Sasuke.

Nobunaga

He might be the smug Demon King, but when MC said that she wants him to meet with her parents and siblings, he is all ready. Serious too. He is very firm even when he ask for MC's hands in marriage despite..

"Haa? Why would we hand our beloved little sister to you??"

"So what you are the 'Oda Nobunaga'? Are you cosplaying or something??"

Oh God. The twins is at it again. This is the reason why MC have to think almost 10 times before meeting Nobunaga with them. But Nobunaga himself insist in doing so.. So yeah.

As for her dad.. He only have this menacing glare ever since Nobunaga said the word "Marry".

While her mother goes "Ara Ara" here and "Ara Ara" there.

This is getting out of hand and MC had to stepped in. But before she could, her mother said "Okay."

Which earned the most flabbergasted look from her husband and sons. "But Honey / Mom!!!"

She turned, with a dark smile on her face "My words are absolute. It's time for her to get married than have to stuck with hopeless 3 men in the house, don't you think so (ㆁᴗㆁ✿)?"

*GAAAAANNNN* "B-but Honey / Mom--" And there they go, sulking in the corner.

"I like your mother." Nobunaga smirked.

"Hehehehe. Make yourself at home, Nobu-chan (ू•ᴗ•ू❁) 🌸🌸🌸!"

Both MC and Nobunaga: "Nobu-chan ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ?"

Masamune

"Uhm.. Beloved brothers.. I couldn't move if you stick around me like that." MC sighed to her two twin brothers that has been hogging all over her while she was cooking, glaring at Masamune who is chatting with their mother at the same time.

"My, my, you are good in cooking, Masamune-kun~!" Her mother beamed at the way Masamune chopped the vegetables and stir the fried dishes in one go. "Well, mother, I have to cook for my underlings.. Is that what you call it? Heh, I love to cook too, that is why." She goes "Oh my, oh my how kind you are~!" When he winked at her.

"Hey-- who are you calling "Mother" huh?? It's not even official! Dad, say something!"

"Fwat- O ) 3 ( O ?" They face palm to their Father who has been munching on Masamune's mochi. "My, Honey! Left some mochi for us will you??"

"It's okay mother, I can cook some more for you." He wink at MC. "And you too."

Before MC could react, her eyes were covered by her brothers "AHAH! The wink has failed for you Masamune!!"

Oh gosh such childishness-

"Just let go of me already, I'm busy with this vegetab-"

CHOP!

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH OAO!!"

"LASS!!"

"WAAAAAAAHHHH OAO HER FINGER- TWO OF IT-!!"

"୧( ಠ Д ಠ )୨ LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO MY FINGERS-- GET OFF!!"

Meanwhile, MC's Father : *burp* ah that was delicious (*´﹀`*) ❤

Note: Don't worry, she didn't cut her fingers, it's just a small wound 🤣.

Mitsunari

The whole family were speechless.

Especially the twins.

"MC.. Are you INTO THAT world?"

"No..!" She grit her teeth. "I know he is way beautiful, but it is a HE here..!"

Mitsunari: (ㆁᴗㆁ✿)?

"My, my, pardon us, ehh Mitsunari-kun..? You are so beautiful we thought MC brought home a g-" Before her father could finish his words, Mitsunari has bowed and an angelic smile curved on his lips as he lift his head, "I wouldn't thought like that. MC herself is so beautiful like a princess and not only that, she is very strong. I can see that she gets it from your firmness aura around you and.." He turned to her mother, "She is indeed beautiful like her mother. It's an honor if.." He turned to her twin brothers. "..I could be a brother to her kind brothers in the future."

"M-Mitsunari.." MC heart were swooned just like the first time she fell in love with him.

"So.." He continued, "Allow me to have her hand in marriage--"

"..MC." Her brothers clasped on her shoulder. Thinking they were angry from the serious look on their faces, MC is prepared for any comeback--

"...When's the wedding?"

"Eh-"

THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY.

Kenshin

The room is fill with nothing but ample silence.

Both of MC's parents hug each other to his menacing glare, while MC look from her parents and to her lover and..

"M-MC..! Tell your snowflake boyfriend to bring out his army of bunnies..! We can't even make a single move when they- UWAH!!" The twins were pounced by the small bunnies around them. "Dammit!! MC!! WE ARE COMING THERE SOON!!"

Such a ruckus indeed.

"Ume. Take. Matsu. Enough."

Just by one command, they scattered around and went to Kenshin instead. All of them were shocked by this until their eyes are big like a plate.

"Uh- uhm.. Kenshin-kun..? Are you perhaps an animal trainer..?" Her mother started.

"No. They are just following me around."

It doesn't solve the awkwardness in the air.

MC's father sighed, and take out the sake from his fridge to quench his tiredness and thirst. Then after Kenshin said this, "It will be perfect if you drink it with sour plum." Her father's frowned change into a huge beaming smile, followed by a gasp.

"Kenshin-kun..? You drink sake with sour plum??" He is smiling ear to ear when Kenshin nodded with a smile. "OH THANK HEAVENS!! I'M MORE THAN HAPPY TO HAVE YOU AS MY SON-IN-LAW!! RIGHT, HONEY??"

The twins went pale as their mother agree with her husband. "B-but..!"

"I heard that both of you likes history artifact. Would you like to see my Himezuru?"

It's their turn to smile now.

MC is all forgotten in the background. Oh well, that settles it ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ.

Shingen

Shingen is a charmer, she wouldn't worry. There's nothing but a confident smile plastered on his face, from the very moment he entered her parents house, meeting with them and her twin brothers.

He is still smiling despite the yakuza-wannabe looks on their faces that they has been giving towards him, pulling her away from her lover.

"So.. You are Shingen..?" Her father started. Shingen responded with a nod. However..

Is it her or his face is.. Pale?

"Yesdearfatherivecomeheretohaveyourdaughtershandinmarriage--"

BAM!

He smacked his forehead so hard on the tatami mat and it bleeds the moment he lift his head. "Sh-shingen?? Oh my gosh--!!"

Shingen is still smiling. With eerie blood flowing all over his face.

Of course, he is a charmer. But when it comes to the person he loves from the bottom of his heart... He can be all flustered and his charm level will immediately went 0%.

Sasuke

For the first time in her life, her snobbish-overly-protective twin brothers couldn't say anything.. More like RESPOND to Sasuke's poker face.

Same goes to her mother who have been trying to understand and read the man in front of them. Except her father who has been complimenting him non-stop for his inventions. Saying how proud he is to have Sasuke as his daughter's lover.

"Hmh. So what if he invents things? He looks weak to me..! Bahahahah..! I bet if I smack him he will immediately crumble like a--"

"Onii-chan, stop it!"

SMACK!

The brother is joking obviously but he accidentally smacked on Sasuke's face, making his glasses dropped onto the floor.

She gasped. "ONII-CHAN!!""It wasn't on purpose..!"

Thank god her other twin is a complete opposite personality and helped Sasuke up. "Here you go." He hand him his glasses. "Thank you." Sasuke bowed.

"Oh here it goes again. Sasuke..! That's not my brother, that is the coat hanger..!"

"Ah, pardon me." He turn to his left. "I'm sorry for this side of me. Please allow me to have your daughter's hand in marriage, I swear I-" MC sigh as she turn his body from the television and towards her parents for real. "Just wear your glasses already."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I heard voices next to me so I--"

"Yeah yeah." MC pray so hard that Sasuke won't make a vow to a random object instead of her if he lose his glasses during their wedding.

Hope you like it 💕

[juleswolverton-hyde]

Hold the door (BC x Reader)

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Bangchan x Reader

Warning: Spoilers for GoT S4 & S6 E5

Summary: Fantasy can be brutal yet be addicting after a long day of work. Fortunately, a dearly loved kangaroo knows how to lessen the pain of the politics of Westeros.

Author’s Note: Top o’ the morning!

This is my first piece for Stray Kids since they are slowly taking over my life and especially Chris (Bangchan). Hopefully, despite this being not BTS-related for once, it is still an enjoyable read.

For any Stays reading this and who are not acquainted with my works as of yet: I hope I do not disappoint.

Masterlist

A good story evokes emotions with its imagery and plot line, even more so when actors play out the scenes which are craftily adapted to a visual new format despite being written first in ink. The series ‘’Game of Thrones’’ is a splendid example of what might happen in a scenario in which the story hits harder than expected, beloved characters dying left and right while the audience can merely look on in horror.

Or cheer in delight in Joffrey’s case.

The day at work at the café in the centre of town had been hazardous, the arrival of spring break ensuring lots of tourists to come in to taste and photograph the seasonal specials while enjoying the gradually becoming warmer sunny weather. The entire shift literally consisted of creating soft sweet sakura custard buns and sweet lush green mochis decorated with a rice dough cherry blossom and petals, slicing up the slightly floral cheesecake with a pink inside that had to be remade perhaps four to five times due to the high demand. Not to speak of the effort to deliver with making the time-consuming coffees and hot or cold cocoas befitting the abundant fall of sakura around the village. However, such are the duties of being part of the already small team: each person has to be able to work all-round when this time of the year comes despite there not being too much patronage otherwise since the city is not that big nor well-known.

But every exhausting shift makes a mini-marathon in the evening of the new season of ‘’Game of Thrones’’ all the more deserved, simply sitting back on the comfortable creme-coloured love seat with a cup of freshly prepared ice coffee and either a tub of cookies and cream ice cream or a protein bar in the same flavour. Fortunately, it is not minded by the boyfriend of one and a half years since the blonde athletic boy can mostly be found at the gym in the evenings when not hanging out with friends.

Nonetheless, Chris’s absence is more of a curse since the first episode of the night has a grander impact on the psyche than expected, making a firm hug that is mostly tried to be escaped from under normal circumstances now dearly desired. Too many impactful emotional events follow each other up at the end of the sixth season’s fifth episode, triggering the rare reaction of tears in eyes that can merely watch and a palm wrapped over a speechless mouth.

The response is even powerful enough to miss the click of the front door of the shared apartment and the dull thump of the ashen buffalo bag filled with sports gear in the tiny entryway leading to the studio, much less so the giggle following the habitual greeting of “I’m home, babygirl”, which is still awkward despite the many times it has been uttered.

‘Hey, Y/N, are you, wait, are you crying?’ As soon as the credits roll over the screen and the DVD is paused, fingers unclasp from paralyzed lips to wipe away the watery traces of the damage done by mere yet gripping fantasy which stirs the youth to rush over to the couch and rapidly take place on the empty spot formerly occupied by bare feet, making a sorrowful being bounce slightly with the impact of the sudden additional weight. Firm veiny arms are immediately clung onto when they initiate an unbreakable embrace, one slender hand placed protectively on the top of the head, cradling it against the shoulder. ‘What happened?’

No answer comes per direct, first throwing out every bit of frustration thanks to fantastical explicit cruelty while holding on to an oversized sweat-soaked onyx shirt but not minding the hint of sourness to the characteristic scent of minty soap. The golden-haired lad resembling a kangaroo when fired up with energy has taken on the tranquil appearance of a koala, its counterpart, and simply waits patiently until the incoherent blabbering attempts at voicing a reason for the silly behaviour gain a sense of logic. Simultaneously, the left upper arm is being rubbed in uncomprehending close solace, chin resting on the crown of the head when not giving soft caring forehead kisses and whispering soothing nothings.

At last, after a good while of crying, it is dared to look Chris in the eye to tell what forms the reason for the curious distress. Nevertheless, it is an obvious fact the thumb caressing the cheek while explaining forms one of the support pillars which keeps speech steadier than it would be without. ‘Geo- George R.R. Martin is a bastard. He- He let Bran’s wolf be killed by Whitewalkers and- and... Hodor...’ A heavy sob. ‘M- mea- means “ho- hold the door”...’

The very vivid thought about the death of the kind giant at the door arises, initiating a continuation of the lament created by a splendid bastard of an author’s writing. The hug tightens, a rumble in the trained chest beneath the slick flowy fabric resulting in an adorable chuckle as tears stream down a pale neck. ‘You take it way too seriously, Y/N. It’s just a story. Nobody’s actually dead, everything is fine.’

‘Shut up, Chris, you do- don’t know what power George has.’ It is incredible how ‘’Game of Thrones’’ has escaped the attention of the Australian platinum youth, but at the same time places him in a disposition of ignorance about how sensitive talk about the show can be. Certainly for long-time viewers who have likely seen their favourites be brutally murdered in favour of plot progression.

‘No, I don’t, but how about you show me and I’ll try to protect you from it?’ Hazel irises light up at the prospect at one of the most loved things aside from the steady relationship with a girl who gets carried away into fantasy too often and, judging by the broad smirk that begins to form, the continuation of the proposal is nothing surprising yet deliciously loving. ‘With food?’

‘Tha- That’s your solution to ev- everything, isn’t it?’ A careful curl of the corners of the mouth forms out of the sorrowful expression at seeing the genuine giddiness at a second dinner or, rather, late night snack together. Although, it also arises out of the vivid images quickly flashing by of the personified koala’s silly movements whenever something tastes incredible, the funny habit always a cause for affectionate laughter and a source of confidence in the at times doubtful personal cooking skill.

‘It always makes you smile,’ a stray strand is tucked behind the ear, plush roseate lips placing a sweet kiss on the forehead, ‘I’ll first take a shower and then prepare some tteokbokki. How about that?’

Unconsciously, a consenting eager nod is already given before the reaction can be even thought about, the stomach having overtaken demeanour out of anticipation of the small rice cakes. ‘Extra spicy?’

A slight nervousness slips into attitude, eyes holding a silent plead for toning down on the spice levels because the last time they were too high for most to handle, Cris’s friends who came over for the monthly movie night all frantically reaching for cucumber and milk to nullify the impact while trying to save the fellow Australian of the group at the same time. Withal, howbeit while clearly contemplating to adjust the amount of gochujang regardless of the request, the proposal is agreed to. ‘Sure, extra spicy it is. Now, don’t you dare continue in the meanwhile or I won’t cuddle you for the rest of the week.’

A sceptic roll of the eyes, finding no credibility in the statement considering the personality of the speaker. ‘Oh, come on, we both know that’s an empty threat.’

The slightly loosened embrace tightens to a literally breathtaking degree once more, but now it is tried to be escaped as is normally the case when the blonde youth tends to get cheesily clinging. ‘Or I hug you to death, your choice.’

‘Let me go!’ Any type of resistance results in the opposite, becoming more and more the prisoner of secure loving arms instead of a free woman. Notwithstanding, it cannot be said it is minded, though the rumbling in the stomach betrays the recently realized craving for food that can only be had when giving in.

‘Not before you answer.’ The heavy weight suddenly tipping the scales cannot be prevented from being the oppressor of the strength that is unable to lift it, head hitting the soft pillows of the sofa on the other end as the sporty lad with dewy skin maintains the firm hug. A delighted playful chuckle sounds at the realization of having the held figure exactly where she is apparently wanted, unable to be freed before having made a decision. ‘Well, what’s it gonna be?’

‘Either way, you’ll suffer. Option one leaves me alive but you’ll get cuddle withdrawal symptoms. Option two leaves you without your favourite squishy.’ An eyebrow rises in challenging mockery which will only worsen the circumstances though the sarcasm cannot be helped. Just as in the brutal series, if you play smart, you shall survive. And this preferred victim of affection, this most beloved fighter of clinging hugs, has plans to survive the night.

‘Aren’t you clever, turning my own words against me?’ A lopsided smirk forms on the koala boy’s face, eyes illuminated by playful lights.

‘In the Game of Thrones, you live or you die and I intend to do the former.’ Henceforth, a cute sweetness slips into speech as lips irresistibly pout, manipulating Chris even further into hurrying up in fulfilling the promise of tteokbokki and stop stalling the rest of the well-deserved marathon. ‘I’m hungry.’

Blonde locks bow in amused defeat, shaking briefly with acknowledged surrender before gazes lock again. ‘I have no idea what that reference means, but you win this time, Y/N. Can’t let my babygirl starve.’

The characteristic awkward laughter accompanying the nickname by default ends the topic of debate, the kangaroo boyfriend lifting himself off a half-crushed no longer entirely torn by fantasy figure to finally shower. In the absence filled with the lingering traces of songs sung with an angelic voice, more pillows and a thin ornately decorated blanket are gathered for properly snuggling up with delicious food and an amazing but heartbreaking brutal show.

Sweater paws clad in a soapy mint oversized sweater wrap around the platinum youth’s waist to give him a taste of his own medicine, trying to show how inconvenient it can be when a person is basically glued to you during household tasks, which lets them become increasingly more complicated due to the loving gesture. Withal, it does not have the intended effect as the young man manages to get along with making the rice cakes coated in a fierce red sauce just fine although it does pose a bit of a risk when a small hand reaches out for the gochujang tub to add more to the sauce and the chef obviously not consenting to this idea, the dispute resulting in play fighting that almost turns the fire pit open too far without further notice.

The tickling almost results in burns and burned clothing, the just as touchy retribution barely short of ending in a trail of sauce stains leading from the kitchen floor to the fake black leather loveseat thanks to fingertips poking sides. Regardless, it is managed to be reached without further ado, the cruelly incredible series resuming with one strong arm wrapped around the shoulders, a warm meal split in two put into two laps sitting side by side. Occasionally, a chewy tteok is fed with a content smile from the bigger portion of the athlete eating like a starved man, who is evidently as happy with the result of the obstructed cooking as the appreciating look in the eyes of the accepting mouth, going by the happy wiggles accompanied by tuneful hums.

And thus the imaginary intriguing political game synonymous to crimson onslaught continues, because the questioning, at times shocked, comments made out of ignorance brighten the mood due to their silent request for an explanation, delighting the nerdy fangirl within to no end.

Keeping the worst of silly emotions at bay.

Holding the door.

[chronicfangirling]

Hi~. Can I get a ship with BTS please?? I’m caring and honest.I always keep my word.Others may see me as either a sweet or a quiet one but actually I’m kind of a dork, fun to talk with 😬unconscious humming song when in a good mood, bad at lying and clumsy... very much.I’m not really girly but love sweets (let’s say all kind of food😆) animals and flowers.I'm adventurous, love nature, prefer walking to driving, like drawing and enjoy listening to music.I'm a fan of horror. Thank you❤️

Hello dear!

This one wasn’t easy, but ultimately I’d have to ship you with…

Jimin!

Let me admit that I turned this request over and over and over (and over). I thought you’d fit as a beloved little sister for most of them, but romantically, there wasn’t a particular member that stood out. But that thought itself led to Jimin. He gets treated as the maknae and has an innocent, adorable vibe. You also give this vibe of cuteness that will just make him melt. This sensitive mochi will value your honesty and the way you keep your word–I can imagine him being extremely hurt by lies and broken promises, and he’ll never have to worry about those with you. Your dorkiness and clumsiness will only make you seem cuter in his eyes.

🌸 you’ll start out as friends and one day, you’ll start seeing each other in a different light🌸 you’ll both get super awkward for a while, but he’ll accidentally confess his feelings one day🌸 poor mochi will be so shy, you’ll have to quickly assure him that you feel the same way🌸 the other boys cheering cause TBH, they were shipping you guys together🌸 they’ll be glad their “little sister” is with Jimin because they all know he’s a gentleman who will treat you like a princess🌸 him feeding you sweets (Jungkook pretending to gag–ignore him)🌸 brave little daredevils doing all the thrilling things🌸 watching horror movies together and him going: “ah, jagi, this is so scary~”🌸 but it was just an excuse for him to nuzzle close to you (sneaky mochi)🌸 him harmonizing to your humming🌸 romantic walks by lakes/rivers, along mountain trails🌸 everyone gushing over how adorable the two of you are

Still gushing, TBH. XD

I hope you like your ship!

Requests are open