#happy birthday my fluffiest boy...

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🤍🌷 happy 1st birthday to what’s probably the fluffiest silliest most feel-good thing i’ve ever written in this fandom

nice to meet you, where you been?

aka. 12k of meeting again later in life schmoop featuring soft-ass steve, smitten trans!eddie, and hellcheer bestieism that is to die for

“Steve Harrington?” 

Eddie would cringe at his loud voice or the sheer and absolute bewilderment that can probably be heard three blocks down, but he’s too busy rewiring his brain. 

“Uh, hi,” Harrington says, pulling black nitrile gloves from his long fingers and dropping them into the bin before fixing Eddie with a mildly amused but definitely confused look. “Can I help you?” 

No. No he can’t. Eddie cannot be helped, because apparently Harrington isn’t even here just to get tattooed, but instead— No. Nah man. That can’t be. 

“What are you doing here?” Eddie says intelligently after a whole lot of staring, dumbfounded. 

Steve looks around for a second, doing all those face gymnastics he always used to do in high school when he was trying to figure out what the hell was going on. 

“This—This is my shop?” 

It should be insulting, the way he enunciates every word like Eddie needs the whole world explained to him in very slow, very easy words. Which, actually, he might, because apparently the world is a really fucking weird place in which Steve Harrington wears pastel sweaters and owns a tattoo shop. 

Eddie is pretty sure he hit his head. Or stepped into an alternate dimension. Or both. Considering his luck on, like, an existential scale, it’s probably both. 

“No way, man,” is all Eddie says, and this time Harrington is really leaning into the amusement, though judging by his face, he must also be wondering if Eddie requires medical attention. The jury’s still out on that one, though. 

Harrington looks around his shop again, squinting at Eddie with that fucking smile still in place. “This… is not my shop?” Oh, he is sassy. Mister pastel-wearing sassy man Harrington, who is smiling at Eddie in a way that is entirely too contagious. 

None of this makes sense and Eddie just sags, tearing his eyes away from the vision of Harrington in his bright clothes, the golden afternoon sun catching in his hair as a light breeze comes in through the window. 

Eddie crosses his arms in front of his chest, because if he doesn’t, he would probably do something stupid like play with his hair or hide behind it. And Steve shouldn’t have that power over him anymore. They aren’t stupid teenagers anymore, and he does not have a crush on the golden boy!

“I might sound like a complete dick right now, but finding out that Steve ‘The King, The Hair, The Legend’ Harrington apparently inks people for a living was not on my bingo sheet for this week. Hell, even for this lifetime, I think.” 

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[alxtiny]

New Year’s Eve with Ateez

Masterlist

• Hongjoong

The clock slowly ticks down to midnight in the background, providing order to the chaos you and Hongjoong had unleashed on the small coffee table in the living room of your modest apartment. A bowl of your favourite snacks lay abandoned by the couch along with two matching cups that were once filled with warm coffee.

You both had decided to make a collage on New Year’s Eve, one that had all the best moments of your year displayed together. You had gathered all the pictures he took throughout the year. Each photo held a special memory, ones that you wished to never forget. A frame that could fit around twenty photos was found and purchased, several bottles of glue, pieces of cardboard and a couple of scissors lay scattered around the table.

Picking up a photo, Hongjoong smiles, reminiscing, "Remember this one? It was from our trip to that cat café in Seoul."

You nod, adding the photo to the collage, "Ah, and here's the one from my exclusive rooftop concert – such an unforgettable night.", you point towards a picture with you and all the boys in it, pure joy reflecting in all of your eyes.

Hongjoong says, "Oh and this one is from when we celebrated your birthday. You looked so happy and so beautiful."

You laugh, "And this one is from our impromptu beach day – remember how we were finding sand everywhere for weeks after that, but it was so much fun."

With each photo meticulously placed, the frame decorated with paper butterflies and fairy light, the collage was a run through the year. Glancing at the clock, as the final seconds of the year come to a close, Hongjoong smiled fondly at you, "It's been an amazing year. I would do it all again if i could."

You giggle and peck his lips as the clock strikes midnight, “With you, jagiya, every moment is amazing, I can’t wait to make another year just as memorable together."

You press yourself against Hongjoong, holding onto him tightly, happy that you’ve begun your year in the arms of your favourite person.

• Seonghwa

Seonghwa’s face lit up as you suggested watching the entire Star Wars franchise on New Year’s Eve. He went as far as getting matching Baby Yoda onesies for both of you. You spend most of the morning preparing fitting snacks for your movie marathon.

As the Star Wars saga unfolded on the screen, you could see the excitement in Seonghwa’s eyes. You set the bowls of food on the table in the centre and cuddled up into Seonghwa’s side, both of you draped in the fluffiest blanket you owned.

“Hmm, I haven’t watched this one,” you comment as Solo: A Star Wars story begins to play, Seonghwa chuckles in response, "I can't believe you've never seen this one before. This is such a masterpiece!"

You nudge him playfully, "Well, I was hoping to watch with you, you’re always so cute when you explain the lore." Seonghwa’s cheeks flush at your words as he turns his focus back to the tv

The clock inches closer to midnight and the room is filled with the sound of lightsabers clashing and the yelling of the occasional stormtrooper.

As the credits of the last movie roll, Seonghwa turns off the tv and sighs contentedly, leaning his head against the back of the couch, "Wahh, that was so fun!! You ready for the final countdown?"

You nod, "Absolutely."

As the clock strikes twelve, the room is illuminated with the glow of the fireworks going off outside, Seonghwa turns to you, eyes sparkling, and says, "Happy New Year."

You smile at him fondly opening your mouth to respond but before you can, you feel his soft lips on yours, you lean into him further, deepening the kiss. You pull away a few seconds later, your forehead resting against Seonghwa’s, who whispers out a small I love you and you echo back his words. The room fills with the echoes of fireworks, and the distant sound of people cheering to the new year, you feel the happiest out of all of them, starting off the year in your lover’s embrace.

• Yunho

As the New Year's Eve excitement fills the air, you and Yunho settle near the tv in his living room, dressed in your comfiest clothes, controllers in hand,ready to try out his customised Spider-Man PS5. The room is filled with the sounds of web shooters and yelling of npcs, and you find yourselves entirely engrossed in the musings of the friendly neighbourhood spider man.

Yunho grins, "This new suit is amazing! Watch me swing through the city."

You playfully tease, "Better not let any of your non existent mortal enemies get away."

You knew he’d been waiting ages to try out the game, you could practically see his puppy ears stand up in excitement as he opened the gift from Playstation some time ago. So when you suggested that since both of you were off on New Year’s Eve why not take this time to set up his PS5, to make it even better you gifted him the new spiderman game, of course now that it was so so tempting who was he to say no to your wishes.

The clock on the wall indicates the last few minutes of 2023 but you don’t notice as the intensity of the game increases. Yunho sits on the floor, back against the couch, and you relax between his legs, the controller in your hands.

Yunho chuckles, "This is the best way to spend New Year's Eve."

You nod, "Definitely."

The hour hand on the clock soon passes twelve and there’s a chime from Yunho’s phone, directing him to the change of the hour. Seeing you engrossed in the game, Yunho kisses the top of your head almost making your character get killed. You whine and turn around, meeting his gaze, and playfully peck his jaw, this time getting him flustered and pausing the game. “Happy New Year,” Yunho says with a glint in his eyes.

He grabs your face to pepper small kisses all over your face, finally stopping at his lips. You both burst into giggles, you lean into him and whisper “Happy New Year, yuyu” against his lips, finally closing in the distance and kissing him deeply, his hands going around your waist to hug you tightly.

• Yeosang

The crisp December air greets you and Yeosang as you embark on a skateboarding adventure on New Year’s Eve. Despite you telling him that winter was not the most perfect weather for skateboarding, all he did was give you big puppy dog eyes and pout at you for what seemed like hours, you finally relented the night before, you couldn’t say no to such a face for too long. Laughter fills the air as you navigate the streets, your skateboards occasionally slipping on the road, but you were enjoying nonetheless.

Yeosang flashes you a perfect grin, "See I told you it you be fun and to think we almost didn’t do this"

You chuckle, "Alright alright maybe you were right this time."

Going around the block a few times, you reach back to your house, out of breath with exertion. Yeosang lies down on the snow covered ground with a content smile on his face. Taking your chance, you hit him with a snowball.

He gasps out loud, “How could you!” he says standing up quickly and gathering snow in his hand to throw at you. You begin to run away , him chasing you around the yard with a huge snowball in his hands. Yeosang captures you in his arms, and playfully tickles you with you telling him to stop between fits of giggles.

Yeosang laughs, "Caught you!"

You take in a deep breath, "Okay, okay! You win!", he lets you go as you admit defeat.

Heading home, you both cuddle under warm blankets, reminiscing about the past year. Yeosang says softly, "So many great memories this year."

You smile, "I’m sure it only gets better from here."

As the sun sets and January 1st inches closer, Yeosang peppers sweet kisses on your forehead, "To another year together."

In the quiet moments that follow, you feel the comforting rhythm of Yeosang's heartbeat. His whispers and kisses become a lullaby, and you soon fall asleep, ushering in the new year with the warmth of his presence and the promise of countless shared moments ahead.

• San

To end the year, you and San came up with the wonderful idea of volunteering at a cat shelter. The nearest cat shelter in your vicinity hosted a fundraiser and open store for people to help out and maybe take home a few kitties. The air is filled with the soft purrs and playful antics of cats of all ages and sizes.

You watch as San, with stars in his eyes, takes his time getting to know all the cats that come near him. Although, one shy kitten, barely a few weeks old with white fur and few grey spots, captures your heart, as it attempts to come near but retreats to its enclosure after a few steps. You carefully go and pick it up, taking it to San.

You smile at San, "Sannie, what do you think about bringing this little one home as a New Year's gift for Byeol?"

San's eyes light up, "Can we? Really?"

“Mhmm, yeah I’m sure Byeol would appreciate having someone to play with when we’re not around, she seems lonely these days,” you reply.

San holds the kitten carefully in his hands, petting its head lightly, “ Let’s name her Dal, after the moon.” You agree with his idea.

With a small purple ribbon on Dal's head, you take the kitten home, where Byeol greets the new addition with curiosity and excitement.

Later, as midnight approaches, you, San, and the kitties make your way to the roof. The night sky above, filled with stars, serves as the perfect backdrop for the countdown.

San whispers, "I'm grateful for this little family."

You reply, "Me too."

As the clock strikes twelve, San kisses you, the warmth of the moment shared with the cats around you. San expresses, "Happy New Year, my love. Here's to more moments like these."

Under the moonlit sky, you and San welcome the new year with gratitude and love, surrounded by your furry companions.

• Mingi

Mingi’s recent fascination and liking towards various types of nail art amused you, so what better way to spend your day off on New Year’s Eve than to paint each other's nails. Of course, Mingi, who’d been wanting to try other designs but didn’t have the time to, eagerly agreed, and you both settled down with an array of colourful polishes.

You carefully paint Mingi's nails, adding tiny details that relate to ateez and obviously not missing his signature phrase, 'fix on,' that went on his index finger. He grins, impressed, "Wow, you're good at this! Let me also try.”

As Mingi offers to reciprocate, he struggles a bit, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration and the tip of his tongue sticking out. You think of how cute he looks when he’s focusing.

He tries his best ultimately resulting in a slightly messy but endearing outcome. You look at your nails in awe surprised that he got it this good in the first try, "I love it, Mingi. A little more practice and I might never have to spend money on getting my nails done."

Mingi flusters at your compliment but then turns to compare both of your works and pouts, "Yours are way better."

You laugh and kiss his pout away, "I love it because it's you."

Putting away the nail polish after your nails dry, you both head to the balcony to countdown to midnight. The sky lights up with sparkles of the fireworks as the clock hits twelve. Mingi kisses you deeply, “Happy New Year, n/n.”

“Happy New Year, Mingi!! 2024 will be even better for us, I’m sure of it.” You reply enthusiastically, Mingi smiles at your words and pinches your cheeks, making you giggle and kiss his nose in return. When the laughter subsides, you look into the sky wishing for more and more new years to celebrate together.

• Wooyoung

The warmth of the oven and the sound of laughter filled the kitchen as you and Wooyoung busily prepared snacks for the New Year's Eve celebration. The countdown to 2024 was only a few hours away, and you wanted to welcome the new year with a delicious start.

A variety of sweet and savoury items lay scattered across the kitchen island and managed to reach till the small dining table outside. Wooyoung donning his ‘kiss the chef’ apron, floating through the kitchen, multitasking and meticulously checking and rechecking his delicacies. Everything had to be perfect so the year could have a perfect start as well. From gimbap to sugar cookies of different shapes and flavours, Wooyoung had set a challenge for himself this time.

As you mixed the ingredients for the icing, you couldn't help but notice bits of sauce and powdered sugar adorning Wooyoung's face, which he seems to not have noticed being immersed in the task at hand. Suppressing a giggle, you pointed at his cheek, "You've got a little something there, Wooyoung-ah."

He furrowed his brows, looking at you with confusion before realising what you meant. Instead of wiping it off, he grinned mischievously, grabbing a dollop of frosting and smearing it on your nose. You gasped in surprise, and he chuckled at your reaction.

"You seem to have a little something there too, n/n," he teased, his eyes sparkling with playfulness. You burst into laughter at his actions and shook your head before once again returning to decorating the cookies.

After finishing the snacks, Wooyoung packed some away in containers, ready to share the delicious treats with the ATEEZ members. He let out a big sigh and took a moment to appreciate the festive atmosphere. You chuckled, “You sound like you just finished an year worth of labour, Woo.”

“Didn’t I though,” he winked and passed a few plates of food to you.

With snacks in hand, you both moved to the living room, settling on the couch with a cosy blanket. The soft glow of fairy lights adorned the room as you cuddled up, savouring the warmth of each other's company.

As you indulged in the delightful snacks, Wooyoung's gaze softened. He noticed a few crumbs near your lips, and seizing the opportunity, he leaned in for a sweet kiss.

“Hmm, a little too sweet don’t you think,” he mused, leaning back in for another taste.

In the background, the first fireworks of 2024 began to light up the sky, signalling the arrival of the new year. You and Wooyoung pulled away from the kiss, smiling at each other as the colourful explosions mirrored the joy in your hearts.

"Happy New Year, Y/N," Wooyoung whispered, his voice filled with love.

"Happy New Year, Wooyoung," you replied, sealing the moment with another tender kiss, grateful for the sweet beginning of a new chapter in your lives.

• Jongho

Jongho and you had decided to spend this New Year's Eve in a cosy, intimate setting – just the two of you and a karaoke machine that you had bought recently.

As the sun set and the evening unfolded, the room filled with laughter and the sweet sound of your voices harmonising with the music. When it was Jongho's turn, his eyes gleamed with excitement. He selected "Everything," his solo from ATEEZ's latest album. The room fell silent as the first notes filled the air.

Jongho's powerful voice resonated through the room, capturing the essence of the song. You couldn't help but be mesmerised , your eyes fixed on him with an overwhelming sense of love. His gaze met yours at times, and you could see the sincerity in his eyes as he poured his heart into the lyrics.

When the final note lingered, the room held a moment of silence before erupting into applause. Jongho's cheeks flushed, and he shyly looked away.

"That was incredible, Jongho," you whispered, your voice filled with admiration. "You sing with so much passion and emotion. It's like you were singing just for me.”

Jongho's bashful smile widened, and he mumbled a shy "Thank you, and it was for you" as he pulled you into a warm embrace. The soft glow of the room and the fading echoes of applause created a peaceful atmosphere, as the two of you settled onto the couch.

As the clock approached midnight, you held each other close. The soft hum of distant fireworks and the warmth of Jongho's embrace enveloped you, creating a perfect moment to welcome the new year.

"Happy New Year, jagi," Jongho whispered, his voice carrying the weight of all the love he felt for you.

"Happy New Year," you replied, savouring the tranquillity of the moment. With the turn of the calendar, you and Jongho found the perfect way to start the new year.

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Enchanted - KNJ

Pairing: Namjoon X Reader

Theme: Angst with a happy ending, exes to lovers au.

Request:

HIII i want to make a request for the TS song drabble game Can you do Namjoon x Enchanted the genre maybe angst? fluffiest Its one of my favs ..this idea came to mind while remembering the lyrics.. what if Namjoon lost his memory and reader was a museum crying staring at Nam´s favorite works and then they meet and maybe they fall in love again.. leaving an open ending if he ever got his memory back or not. or maybe he did! whatever you want is fine :)

Song: Enchanted

Word count: 1k+

Warnings: Major character accident, partial amnesia, angst, pining, crying, suffering, reader gets called a bad luck.

Minors and Karens Are Not Allowed in this Blog!!

A/N: A huge thanks to you, anon, for offering this brilliant idea. I changed the storyline a bit so that it fits within a drabble length and I hope you like it.

also, a very happy birthday to our best boy Kim Namjoon. I hope he is happy and healthy just as he deserves to be.

"What are you doing here?"

"eomeoni, I- I"

"Didn't I tell you to keep your distance from now on? Didn't you ruin enough?" 

"Please.. I will - I want to see him once. Please. I promise I won’t even step near. I will just take a look. Please eomeoni?"

"No! You - You are bad luck. Look what you did to my poor son. He was rushing to see you just because you fainted and look who's laying on the death bed now!"

"eomeoni.."

"Stop calling me that! You are no one to me! you are no no one to Namjoon. Leave right away or I'll have to report you." 

The conversion reels in your head as you stare at the man from afar. 

It's been a year since that dreadful night, the worst night of your life. It's been a year since you last saw him, heard his voice, until today. 

Your heart rips apart seeing him standing so gracefully with practiced elegance. Nothing has changed. He still looks the same. It feels as if it was just yesterday when he took you to the art fair and bought you that handmade clay-framed mirror. 

But you know things are far from being so simple, if anything then everything is much more complicated than ever. 

While you still stay awake each night, spending a fair share of time shedding tears for him, he doesn't even recall your name. He doesn't remember who you are, what you sound like, how your touches feel, or the time you two shared being so in love. 

You had vanished from his life long ago, vanished from his memories leaving absolutely no traces behind. 

He forgot you, even if you know he never intended to, even if you know it was a cruel decision of fate, he still forgot you and you can't change a thing about that. 

Silent tears fall from your eyes as you stare at him. Only you know how much you want to run to him, hold him tightly in your arms and tell him that you have waited for him, tell him that you have never stopped loving him, tell him that you love him more than anyone ever can. But you can’t.

And even if you do all these, what will be Namjoon’s reaction? He will just shove you to the ground thinking you are a crazy woman trying to throw herself at him. So you decided to leave. Meeting him unexpectedly here in the gallery should be more than enough for you. You can’t ask for more. You have no right to ask for more. 

You turn your heels to leave but you hear a faint voice calling you from behind. 

"Excuse me.." it's his voice. It's Namjoon. 

You start to panic. Contemplating whether you should run away or give in, you stay planted at your own place. 

"Hey. Um.. I am sorry to bother you but I- uh saw you staring at my direction and you seemed to be really familiar.. So, do we know each other?" Namjoon's voice is unsure and filled with confusion.

Your heart breaks. You know you should have not expected him to remember you but his confession still makes you weak on your knees. 

Blinking several times and gathering some strength, you turn around and face him. 

He's just as handsome as he used to be, if not more. 

Seeing you silent, Namjoon clarifies, "Sorry if I seem weird with my questions. I actually got into an accident last year and lost some of my memories. So I tend to ask people who they are if someone seems familiar to me. And you.." he pauses, his eyes raking through your face as if he's trying to find a clue "you seem to be someone very close to me." 

"I- I think you got the wrong idea. I mean - I, no, we.. we knew each other through some common friends but weren't exactly close." Your words fumble over each other much more than you would like. 

"oh- sorry then." A sheepish smile takes over Namjoon's face. 

His dimples make you sick and you want to run away from him. 

"I gotta go-"

"May I know your name?" 

You two speak out at the same time.

"Y/N. It's Y/N." You say hurriedly. 

"Yeah... Y/N" Namjoon whispers. 

You don't know if you're imagining things or not, but a flash of sadness passes through Namjoon's features. 

"I don't wanna sound like a creep but-" he hesitates.. "I would love to have a cup of coffee with you." 

"I am so sorry but I kinda have to go." You reply with your heart breaking into a thousand pieces all over again.

"oh.. then, can I at least have your number? Please?" Namjoon pleas. His voice quivers a bit or maybe you're just hearing things. 

You don't know what you should do. You don't know why life is playing these games with you. You don't know where this will go but what you know for sure is that you're enchanted to meet Namjoon again. So you give in and take another chance. 

"Sure." You murmur. 

Namjoon pulls out his phone from his pocket, unlocks it and gives it to you. 

As soon as you take his phone in your hands, your world starts to spin, eyes start to blur, hands start to shake because it's you. It's your picture saved as his wallpaper, the one from the art fair, under cherry blossom, wearing the same hoodie Namjoon is wearing right now. 

When you look up at him you find that his dark eyes are full to the brim with tears, which may start falling anytime. He looks as broken as you do.  

"The story line didn't end there, Y/N. It was the very first page. And... And I was enchanted to meet you. I would do anything to meet you again." 

"You- y-you remember me?" your words get choked.

"How could I not? You are deep-rooted in my heart. My brain may have forgotten a period of time but heart kept on trying to make me remember you. And it was successful." Namjoon smiles through tears, so do you.

"I hope you are not in love with someone else, you don't have someone waiting on you." he whispers, stepping close to your body.

"No- I don't." you reply, taking a step towards him.

Namjoon comes closer, cups your face and connects your forehead with his as you two intertwine your lives again standing in the middle of the gallery.

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paris | eo31

"romance is not dead if you keep it just yours"

summary: maybe their family and friends didn't understand all the secrecy of their relationship, but why risk ruining what they had when they lived happier than ever inside of their own bubble?

warning: the absolute fluffiest fluff ever, secret relationship, platonic!reader x mick schumacher, brief mention of alcohol, no big warnings - just here for the ✨vibes✨

pairing: esteban ocon x reader

word count: 3.2k

note: everything in bold are song references and in italic are thoughts, which includes memories from the past.

french words used: mon trésor = my treasure; mon amour = my love; je t'aime tellement = i love you so much

omg?! cat posting a HAPPY FLUFFY STORY?! yes yes yes, I know everyone, but after last week I think you guys deserved a little sweet, lovey-dovey story haha! what can I say? I love estie bestie haha! I hope you enjoy this one, I loved writing it! (but it's actually 1:30 AM and I have to wake up in like... 5 hours! haha)

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"Your ex-friend's sister

Met someone at a club and he kissed her

Turns out, it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago

Some wannabe Z-lister

And all the outfits were terrible

2003 unbearable

Did you see the photos?"

No, I didn't, but thanks, though

Paris is unquestionably a city for lovers, said Mary McAuliffe.

And it is indeed the city for all lovers. The romantic lovers, head over heels in love with each other. The soon-to-be lovers, so shy and so scared to reveal their feelings. The inseparable lovers, so consumed by their adoration that they can't seem to keep their hands away from each other. The secret lovers, lost in between discreet touches and memories built in confidence.

Paris is the one place where your heart seems to beat even faster, where your eyes seem to glow a little more, where your head seems to be completely and utterly focused on the idea of love.

Y/N and Esteban were no exception to the rule.

No matter how many times the couple visited the French capital, the two seemed to become magnets, unable to let go of each other, whenever they went to the city of love.

The young woman was combing her long hair in front of the large mirror in the hotel bathroom, towel around her wet body, after taking a shower. 

With her eyes locked on her reflection, Y/N didn't even notice her boyfriend's tall frame walk through the door until the driver wrapped his arms around her waist from behind while resting his chin on top of her head.

She smiled at him through the mirror and Esteban responded by placing a soft kiss on his girlfriend's cheek, sending shivers down her spine.

It was amazing how he managed to have the same effect on her since the first day they met two years ago.

It was her best friend's birthday and a bunch of people were gathered at his house, ready to sing happy birthday to the boy. Everyone was taking their seats around the table, Y/N opting to stay tucked away in the corner of the room as she wasn't a big fan of people in general.

"You're Y/N, right?" A familiar face asked her, as he leaned against the wall next to the girl.

"Yes, that's me." Y/N smiled, feeling her cheeks flush as she looked at the Frenchman, immediately feeling an attraction to him. "I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are..." She laughed nervously.

"Esteban, I'm a friend of Mick's." The driver introduced himself, extending a hand for the young woman to shake, with a smirk on his face. "I saw you here and recognized you from the pictures. He constantly talks about 'his best friend Y/N' and I had to approach you."

The two stayed there, maintaining eye contact for a few seconds, smiling from ear to ear, until they heard the other guests start singing. They turned towards their German friend, but, in reality, the two maintained their focus on each other, keeping their gaze on each other from the corner of their eyes.

After Esteban expressed his interest in Schumacher's best friend and after much insistence on his part that he had good intentions, Mick ended up giving in and began to arrange more outings involving his two best friends.

Months passed, with Esteban always persistent in trying to build a stronger bond with the girl in the hopes of asking her out one day, but Y/N got ahead of him and she took the first step.

"Este?" She got the driver's attention, as the two of them fell behind the rest of the group on top of the snowy mountain.

"Yes, trésor?" Esteban answered, looking in her direction, the nickname rolling off his tongue as usual.

"What if we had dinner this week?" The girl suggested, a confident smile plastered on her face.

"You mean..." The man hesitated nervously, thinking he might be misunderstanding things.

"A date, yes. Me and you. This Saturday night. My place." The girl explained, reaching her gloved hand into the boy's coat pocket, where she managed to grab his.

Esteban couldn't help but think to himself: my God, I'm falling for this girl already.

I'm so in love that I might stop breathing

Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling

No, I didn't see the news

'Cause we were somewhere else

Things between them evolved quickly, and the two simply became obsessed with each other overnight.

However, Esteban's fame scared Y/N a bit, as she had experienced a lot of the attention that came with accompanying Formula 1's blonde prince to his races and witnessed first-hand some of the hatred that other drivers' girlfriends, that she got to know over the years, got.

And that's why the couple decided to keep their relationship private between them and the people closest to them, even though many of them didn't understand all the secrecy.

No one knew but their friends and family. Even on the driver's team, no one knew who she was in specific, although there were some rumours and speculation due to the noticeable chemistry between the two of them and their occasional escapades to his driver's room when they thought nobody was looking.

The same can be said about the fans. Y/N was a familiar figure in the paddock, especially to Haas' fans as she was a usual member of the German driver's entourage over the years. But that didn't kill their curiosity about who she was, and what connection she had both to Mick and to other drivers with whom she was seen around the circuits.

But the couple couldn't care less. They were happy. The happiest they've ever been.

Esteban gently smoothed his girlfriend's hair away from her neck and placed a romantic kiss on it, making her giggle as he tickled her with his beard.

"Hurry up, mon amour." He told her, continuing to caress her as he spoke. "We have to go. Paris awaits us."

Stumbled down pretend alleyways

Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne

I was taken by the view

The girl dressed quickly, without much effort, keeping her outfit comfortable and discreet: some black sweatpants of her own, an army green hoodie stolen from her boyfriend, a winter Nike jacket on top and a black beanie on her head.

Her partner's look mirrored her own, both opting to blend in with the crowd as just two normal lovers in the city of love. There was no fame, no attention, and no fans.

"You look so cute in my clothes, mon trésor." Esteban complimented the girl, pulling her beanie down further, playfully covering her eyes with it. Y/N slapped his hand away from her face, adjusting herself to the new one, while the Frenchman laughed and placed a kiss on her forehead. "You look beautiful, as always."

Her little heart warmed with her boyfriend's words. He never went a day without making her feel like the most special person in the world, even when she was standing in front of him in sweats, with messy wet hair, and no makeup at all.

"Shall we? I thought you said Paris was waiting for us." Y/N joked, recalling her boyfriend's words. "Enough compliments, let's go, babe."

The girl's fingers intertwined with his and Y/N pulled the driver towards the room's exit as she walked backwards towards it.

Like we were in Paris

Like we were somewhere else

Like we were in Paris, oh

We were somewhere else

After leaving the hotel, the couple stumbled down an alleyway, hand in hand, hidden from the rest of the world, but always with happy smiles on their faces.

Y/N told him all about the latest gossip at her work, the new music she discovered on her Spotify, and her most embarrassing teenage stories with Mick.

And Esteban just listened. His favourite sound was her voice, especially when she told him the smallest details of her routine in an attempt to make him not feel left out due to the distance between them most of the time.

At that moment, they walked through the crowd and not a soul cared who they were. They were just... them. A couple in love among hundreds of others.

A few minutes later, they found a small, empty restaurant and when they saw an older couple dancing in the centre of the room, they decided to stick around, assuming they were the owners and would probably not recognize the driver.

The two entered, smiling at the couple, and sat at the booth in the most reserved corner of the room, picking up the menus to decide what to eat.

The night continued in the best possible way. The food was delicious, the restaurant remained just for the two of them and the old couple continued to sway gently to the French music blaring from the radio, making Y/N, the ultimate hopeless romantic, smile with her eyes half tearing up as she lay her head on her boyfriend's shoulder.

Y/N and Esteban didn't have a care in the world, since Paris always managed to keep their romance just theirs.

Privacy sign on the door

And on my page and on the whole world

Romance is not dead if you keep it just yours

Levitate above all the messes made

Sit quiet by my side in the shade

And not the kind that's thrown

I mean, the kind under where a tree has grown

After finishing their dinner and paying for their meal, the couple left the small establishment and decided to return to the comfort of their hotel room, which was not far away.

The young woman's hand found its home again in the hold of her boyfriend's hand. The girl's gaze sparkled as she studied every detail of the street they passed: the lights, the shop windows, the people, and the flowers on the balconies.

Meanwhile, Esteban couldn't help looking at her as if she had his whole world in her hands. No matter how much time passed, he was so madly in love with her that he almost felt like he might stop breathing at any second.

The driver pulled her closer to him, letting go of her hand to wrap his arm around her shoulders and let out a sigh at the feel of her body touching his. "Je t'aime tellement, mon amour." He said almost instinctively.

Y/N looked at him, with the most sincere and genuine smile, ready to return the driver's declaration of love when the two were interrupted by an unexpected intruder.

"Hey, you!" Upon hearing this, the two immediately moved away, fearing that their cover had been revealed, and the girl continued to walk forward alone while Esteban paid attention to the small boy who approached him. "You're Esteban Ocon, aren't you? You're my favourite driver ever!"

Clearly, little Louis - as he introduced himself before he enthusiastically told his idol all about the races he'd seen - hadn't been up to speed with the latest gossip from the world of Formula 1 and the couple had overreacted, but they were both used to react like this in the rare instances when Ocon was recognized during their secret dates.

Y/N started to slow her pace when she discreetly looked back and saw her boyfriend bending down to take a picture with his fan. 

In a matter of seconds, Esteban took the place beside her and the two continued on their way to the hotel, although now there was some distance between them.

It was difficult at times, they admitted. Especially for a couple who couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. But they knew their sacrifice was for the greater good, so they could have the privacy they valued so much.

Almost as if they were communicating telepathically, the two looked at each other simultaneously, though no words were spoken, and Esteban gave her a half smile, making her body relax with the comfort it conveyed to her.

The date might have ended, but the night was still young: it didn't matter where they were because, as long as they were together, they were having the time of their lives.

I'm so in love that I might stop breathing

Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling

No, I didn't see the news

'Cause we were somewhere else

As Y/N walked into their hotel room and started to take off her coat, Esteban gave her a smirk and placed the privacy sign on the outside door handle.

"Now it's just you and me at last, mon trésor." The boy said, approaching his girlfriend and giving her a peck on the top of her pink lips.

The two removed the outfits they were wearing and changed into more comfortable clothes, prepared to continue their night just enjoying each other's company. Esteban put on his pyjamas, and Y/N put on hers, which basically consisted of a pair of dark blue shorts and an Alpine t-shirt from the previous season obviously stolen from her boyfriend's closet.

The girl walked over to the room's mini fridge and took out a bottle of cheap wine that she had bought for them.

"Just pretend it's champagne, Este." She joked as she poured two tall glasses for the two of them to drink from. "Not all of us can be Formula 1 drivers, I'm just an accountant."

The two brought their lips to their drinks, feeling the pleasant taste of alcohol spread through their mouths. Y/N walked over to the window on her side, where she could see the view of the Eiffel Tower, and Esteban wrapped his arms around her, placing his large hands on her stomach and resting his chin on top of her shoulder.

The Tower shone like the brightest star in the sky, hence why Paris was known as the city of lights, and the two maintained the comfortable silence that settled in the room, both taken by the view.

Stumbled down pretend alleyways

Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne

I was taken by the view

Tired, Esteban sat down on the edge of the wide double bed, pulling his girlfriend with him. The two giggled while the Frenchman lay down against the headboard and the girl took the place on top of him, straddling him with one leg on either side of his lap.

Y/N took her hands to his neck, letting her fingers intertwine in his hair, and her mouth joined his in a serene kiss, full of love, comfort and peace. 

The connection between the two was simply inexplicable and completely out of this world.

The young woman took the place beside him, removing herself from the top of it and lying down on the mattress, with her head now on his shoulder. Both were looking at their cell phones: Esteban looking for the results of the football matches that had taken place that day, and Y/N checking her Instagram feed without much attention.

Until the girl's phone alerted her to a new message and, after reading it, she fell into a fit of uncontrollable laughter, leaving her boyfriend more confused than ever.

"Mon amour, are you alright?" His voice revealed the smile plastered on his face.

"You won't believe what Mick sent me." Y/N moved her cell phone so that Esteban could read what was sent by the German.

From: Micky

Have you seen the news? Apparently, we are dating AGAIN! 🙄😂

Attached was an image that contained a particular comment left on the last photo posted by Mick, where you could see the two friends in the middle of a snowball fight.

'@f1fan: Mick and Y/N are FOR SURE together, they've been dating for years!! You have to be blind to not see it! 👀'

"Oh my God, are you cheating on me with Mick of all people?!" Esteban pretended to be hurt, with his hand over his heart as if she had broken it. "I expected better from you, Y/N."

The two simply laughed at the rumours, thinking to themselves how comical it was that people were so certain about her supposed love affair with her best friend when she was lying in the same bed as a completely different driver from the grid, who was, in fact, the one who truly owned her heart.

Like we were in Paris, oh

Like we were somewhere else

Like we were in Paris, oh

We were somewhere else

Y/N recalled all the times those closest to them had criticized their choice to keep their relationship a secret and couldn't help but ask about it again.

"Do you think our family is right?" Y/N asked, resting her chin on the Frenchman's chest so she could see his expression. "About how we shouldn't hide our relationship. Do you ever regret it? I mean, not telling the world about us?"

"Honestly, mon trésor," Esteban replied, pushing the hair that hid his girlfriend's face behind her ear. "As much as I would love to scream until my lungs give out that I am the luckiest man alive and that the sexiest girl on this planet is mine, nothing would make me change our relationship."

"So no, I don't regret it." He continued, stroking her cheek with his thumb. "Mon amour, we are in Paris. No one here to judge us, or to try to tear us apart. Just you and me against the world, come what may."

I wanna brainwash you

Into loving me forever

I wanna transport you

To somewhere the culture's clever

Confess my truth

In swooping, sloping, cursive letters

Let the only flashing lights be the tower at midnight

In my mind

"You know," Y/N pulled her body closer to his, circling his neck with her arms and leaning fully on the driver's torso. "I swear I just want to brainwash you into loving me forever sometimes."

"I think I should be worried about those words," Esteban teased, earning a gentle pinch from the girl in return. "But to be honest, I think I'm going to love you forever either way, so no brainwashing needed."

"God, we really are corny." Y/N laughed, laying her head over the Frenchman, being able to hear every beat of his racing heart. "No wonder why Mick hates us so much."

We drew a map on your bedroom ceiling

No, I didn't see the news

'Cause we were somewhere else

In an alleyway, drinking champagne

A few minutes went by, and the two fell asleep in each other's arms, again surrounded by the silence within those four walls that protected them from the rest of the world.

Their relationship may have seemed wrong to others, but Y/N and Esteban both knew that their love was the surest thing in their lives.

Their hidden connection completed them, made their stomachs flutter, gave them the motivation to wake up in the morning.

In the bottom of their heart and in the depth of their soul, they kept their best secret hidden from all the evil, all the jealousy and all the judgment.

And maybe they would never tell a soul in the world about their love.

But in the end, they would always have Paris.

'Cause we were in Paris

Yes, we were somewhere else

My love, we were in Paris

Yes, we were somewhere else

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[tealquil]

Happy 2nd Birthday Bat!Reid bestest fluffiest most damaged boy there is.

I'm so happy with the improvement in my style and my art.

I like the shorter beard better.

[jennandblitz]

fic masterlist

i've been meaning to do this for ages, but here is a fic list of my darlings. Ones with a 🖤 are personal favourites of mine. Of course, please check the tags of any fic you'd like to read and if you want to leave a comment or kudos, my eternal thanks to you.

Marauder Ink 🖤 My baby. Tattoo artist Sirius Black is doing just fine, until Lily hires Remus Lupin, piercing expert, to work at Marauder Ink alongside Sirius and his brother James.

Marauder Ink 2: Black and Grey Sirius and Remus are together, but both their pasts haunt them as they try to work through the sticky business of falling in love.

Crazy Little Thing Called Love James and Lily have been together since high school and now they run Marauder Ink with their best friend Sirius. One day, James wakes up and decides he wants to get married.

Caught 🖤 Remus' POV during Marauder Ink, he is dealing with his own self-hatred and his burgeoning feelings for Sirius. ~~~

Rock N Pole 🖤 - co-written with @marlenemckinn Genderfluid Sirius is a pole dancer. At a competition they meet asexual rock climber Remus and they slowly fall in love. Yes, this is over two million words and a huge, huge thing to read but we love it. Full to the brim with the struggles of gender and sexual identity, Remus and Sirius discover themselves and each other along the way, including a surprising D/s relationship that fulfils them both in ways they do not expect.

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Black Glitter A series where Sirius is a Drag Queen in Brighton and a local competition is judged by Remus Lupin, editor of the local queer mag, the Wolf Pack, and Sirius is immediately enamoured.

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Quidditch Through the Ages Inspired entirely by seeing my rugby team win, Sirius and Remus celebrate Quidditch wins through the ages by having lots of sex.

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Just a Jeepster for Your Love a place for my cross-posted Tumblr drabbles and adorable tiny fics.

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A Beginner's Guide - co-written with @wewereinfinitelywolfstar Hiatus. Sirius and Remus have been together for several years when they want to get into kink. This fic follows them discovering the BDSM lifestyle and provides a literal beginners's guide.

A Boost Over Heaven's Gate Sirius and James have been together since school, even after James and Lily start seeing each other and Remus and Sirius start dating. Remus and Lily know, though, and Remus decides to take Sirius and James under his wing into a D/s relationship.

A Million Dreams, A Million Scars Sirius comforts Remus after the full moon, full of fluff and kisses.

Always In This Twilight My fix-it soul bond AU, following Sirius and Remus from the first year of Hogwarts all the way through to Halloween 1981.

As Though Nothing Could Fall 🖤 Sirius and Remus are on an Order mission when Sirius gets caught in a magical trap. Bleeding out fast, he and Remus frantically search for a way to get out alive with some confessions on the way.

Distractions a silly little fic where the narrator gets frustrated with our boys and the dirty tangents they go on.

Endings and Beginnings my Very First Fic. It's sentimental and a broad look at Wolfstar's lives.

Going Back for Love 🖤 After the Shack Incident in 1975, Sirius is expelled and finishes his education at Beauxbatons. It's 1982 and Remus has to deal with the return of the one person he never thought he'd see again.

Happy Birthday, Moons the fluffiest of fics for @purplechimera8's birthday.

I Am Not Afraid to Keep On Living The zombie apocalypse happens slowly and two survivors find themselves in an abandoned shopping mall, drawn to each other.

In The Throes of You 🖤 Sirius, Remus, James and Lily frequent The Tower, a BDSM club where they can explore their deepest desires. One of the most electric Tops in the place, Sirius always bottoms for the worst people and Remus is there to pick him back up after.

Moonlight Mile After the War is over, Sirius and Remus run a lycanthropy support group; they work to undo harmful legislation and provide a safe space for sufferers and their family. One Flower Moon, though, everything is upended

my heart feels the weight of all I don't know Sirius goes undercover at Narcissa's wedding, with Remus as his date.

My Own Secret Ceremonials 🖤 the super new moon has Remus crawling out of his skin and Sirius knows just what will help.

Never Have I Ever... my second-most popular fic. Sirius, Remus and James play a popular Muggle drinking game and things get a little... steamy.

On a Hot Summer Night On a beach holiday, Sirius and Remus take advantage of no one else being around.

Out of Stock Remus helps out a Hard of Hearing boy and his Godfather who is struggling with his BSL vocabulary.

Parlez-vous Francais? The cutest of meets, Sirius and Remus run into each other on the Paris Metro.

Put Your Head on My Shoulder It's 1953 and The Marauders bike gang roll into the small town of Godric's Hollow. Remus knows the leader of the gang is bad news but he can't deny there's an attraction there.

Robbers Sirius and Marlene make a bad decision one day when they're bored. Inspired by The 1975's Robbers music video.

Satellites 🖤 Sirius is the guitarist for Starsign, a band on a meteoric rise to fame. In Glasgow one day he meets gig photographer Remus Lupin and it's all over from there.

Tag, You're It A Bring Black Back, post-Veil reunion with a fair helping of angst.

Television Romance - co-written with @brokentoasterrr Small-time criminals, big-time lovers Remus and Sirius plan a heist to pull the wool over the eyes of gang leader Dumbledore.

The Black Dog and the Wolf A Witcher-books AU where Witcher Sirius finds a werewolf on the edge of town.

The Morning Doesn't Reach Us 🖤 a modern-magical AU where Hogwarts doesn't exist, Purebloods are educated at home and, well, Sirius doesn't know about the Mudbloods. But one night he stumbles upon a Wizarding nightclub and no matter what, he keeps coming back.

The Music Room - co-written with @freedombooksflowers Victorian Scion Sirius Black needs a new piano teacher and Remus Lupin fills that position, and the space in Sirius' heart.

The Secret "Oral" History - co-written with @stonecoldhedwig We affectionately call this fic 'coke fic'. Sirius and Remus are at university in the 1980s and a note passed in a lecture sets everything in motion.

The Treasuries of Firenze 🖤 An Assassin's Creed AU where Assassin Sirius finds an artist in a market in Florence and is immediately in love, but the universe has other ideas for him.

Wildflower About You Marlene runs a cafe/florist with her best friends Sirius and Remus. Flower supplier Dorcas Meadowes is sweeter than any of her blooms.

You've Got the Universe Reclining in Your Hair At a Christmas party at the Potter house, Sirius and Marlene are dancing around each other and finally fall into step.

20th January 2019 After the wars, Sirius and Remus spend the moons in quieter places nowadays.

[defnotmadie]

madie thatoneleo masterpost of all of my fics buckle up bozos

in order we have:

multichaps:

Bookstores and Phantom Tears : techno centric bookstore au with bedrock bros not discontinued my motivation just decided to blip out of existence

Starboys and the Shadows that Hide Them : multipov fic with a focus on ranboo, space au, kids got trauma, collab with my buddy roz, super fun fic ALSO NOT DISCONTINUED ROZ IS JUST BUSY

chaos makes interesting (and interesting makes everything) : tommy centric superhero au, kind of a crack fic, super silly, ongoing

just like a folk song (15.1k) : crimeboys centric, short multi chap, both boys have questionable home lives, found family :]

one shots:

Fate’s Story of Grief: I Will Wait for You (3.9k) : first fic ever posted, techno centric, sick fic, mcd, story of loss and grief

Who Knew Secrets Could Change So Much? (6k) : technically a two shot but the second part is an alternate ending, wilbur centric, vigilante au, mcd in chapter two

What is Love? (Can You Show Me?) (4.6k) : tommy centric foster au, probably one of my fluffiest fics, super domestic crimeboys

home is where the heart is (1.8k) : tommy centric au about military brats, he moves around a bit, super self indulgent

wishbones are meant to be broken (2.3k) : tommy centric au with crimeboys, tommy is a son of a politician, mcd

birds of a feather (1.5k) : tommyinnit centric, crimeboys, tommy leaves wilbur to find life for himself, protective wilbur

The Game of Life (6.2k) : my most popular one shot, tommy centric, superhero au, mcd, crimeboys, villain tommyinnit

a burned bridge is nothing but ash and memories (4k) : tommy centric villain au, clingy duo, inspired by trust me not (hero and villain duet), super neat i think

shadow of mine (3.9k) : tommy centric, inspired by shadow of mine by alec benjamin, tommy ignores warnings and bad stuff happens

people and their purposes (20.9k) : first long oneshot, tommy centric, fic about growing up and living life, found family, crimeboys

you can’t force the stars to align (6.1k) : fic fight fic, soulmate au, ranboo centric, tommy and ranboo are soulmates until they arent

slow down you’re doing fine (7.5k) : fic fight fic, detective au, tommy centric, crimeboys, tommy is a criminal who becomes a detective!

time can’t heal all wounds (10.8k) : birthday gift, tubbo centric, time travel au, tubbo tries to save his friend and slowly learns he cant

my heart aches (with every thought of you) (8.5k) : niki centric reincarnation au written from a twitter build a fic, octopus duo!!

i think this time i’m dying (9.1k) : tommy centric, mcd, super angsty, tommy is just really lonely okay

happy birthday to you (4.6k) : birthday gift, tommy centric, fluffy birthday fic, happy ending!

The Silence of Winter (2.6k) : written for scholastic, tommy centric, broken families, apologies, tommy finds peace

Unsent, Unread, Unimportant. (6.6k) : my letter fic! tommy centric, letter/diary/poetry fic, revolutions, powers au, super neat in my opinion one of my favorite fics of mine

take the moment and taste it (32.8k) : tommy centric, slice of life, growing up, clingy duo, mcd, following your dreams

Snowflakes are Fragile (Just Like Me) (3.4k) : purpled centric, fluffy christmas fic, tommy invites purpled over for christmas and shows him the magic in it

The Monopoly of Power (5.7k) : sequel to “The Game of Life”, ranboo centric, superhero au, beeduo

how arbitrary fate is (3.3k) : ambiguous fic, a story of two brothers and one of them is dying, don’t know character until last scene, mcd

death row and finding home (4.8k) : tommy centric, tommy is a death row inmate and wilbur is his lawyer, mcd

you’re lyin’ summer child (5.7k) : tommy centric, mcd, a fic where tommy hates summer except that might not be the most important thing he has to worry about, crimeboys and bench trio

Invisible Strings (5.9k) : tommy and wilbur centric, crimeboys, soulmates au, super duper fluffy, just two oblivious boys

may the road rise to meet you (41.1k) : my royalty au that is literally my child, tommy is a king but nobody knows it and he wants that to change, crimeboys, aeduo, angel duo, bedrock bros, man i love this fic

we’ll fight and bleed for you (4.3k) : wilbur centric, qsmp fic, angst, mcd, wilbur soot and tallulah meet and love each other man

Make the Moment Last Forever (2.5k) : niki centric, photography au, super sweet, birthdays, fluffy!!

to make the halves whole (7.4k) : wilbur centric soulmate au, crimeboys, from a twitter thread i made, letters, mcd oops

we can’t just run away from who we are (5.2k) : birthday gift, charlie centric, qsmp fic, charlie is trying his hardest and so is juanaflippa and at the end of the day thats all that matters

My Soul is Entangled with Yours (5.3k) : techni centric (and then later tubbo centric), apocolypse au, road trip au, mcd, parallels go wild here

A Total Eclipse (4.1k) : tommy centric, nepo baby tommy, serial killer au, tommy is the assistant to techno and wilbur who are serial killers, mcd

A Life We Never Knew (2.8k) : wilbur centric, grief, crimeboys, mcd, grave yard, wilbur goes to visit his mom and makes a friend :]

slowing the beats of my heart (3.4k) : tommy centric, college au (kind of), crimeboys, tommy is stressed about college man thats basically the fic

She Welcomes You (3.2k) : tommy centric, hansel and gretel au, clingy duo, this was an assignment for school, mcd, every year a disaster strikes on a different city this year it was theres and now they are stuck in the woods

you’ll do great things (2.9k) : niki centric fic about college admissions and gifted kid burnout, features wilbur soot and is genuinely a fic i hold close to my heart

Where the Water Takes Us (5.1k) : charlie centric qsmp fic with juanaflippa and charlie getting stranded on a raft and stumbling upon an island where they search for safety

[cheollipop]

BRUH THE WOOYOUNG FOX HYBRID FIC I SCREAMED

Hybrid fics are somehow so fitting for wooyoung jdjdjsjdjd I never see him as anything but a fox he is so bratty yet so submissive 🫠 and a good boy ofc <3 when she grabbed his tail OH MY GODDDDDDD

Also super excited for your Sannie birthday fic don't worry about it being late your fics are so worth waiting for 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 I seriously love your writing sm ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

anonnie I'm gonna cry ;;

I totally agree!! he's such a little menace and fits the fox hybrid character so well (*acting as though I don't have a kitty!woo fic in my drafts rn*) but yes, he is definitely a good boy :3 my friend actually suggested adding in the tail thing so thank you alyssa~~ I'm really glad you liked that drabble ^^

aaaaa thank you sososo much!! that seriously means so much to me >< I'm actually writing the last paragraph rn yayyy!! tbh, I planned for the smut to be a little feral but it surprisingly turned out so soft and now I just want to be cuddled and kissed and and *stares at my empty bed* haha, I'm so happy being single rn. haha. ha. anyway, I'm rambling butttt it's a whopping 5k+ words of pure fluff. probably one of the fluffiest fics I've written :""

I can't wait to write some of the other (more unhinged, very feral) fic ideas I've had for a while, but I'm not sure when exactly I'll get to them bc I've managed to procrastinate all my assignments until the last minute and now I'm a little (very) fucked (╥_╥)—probably in a week or two though!! so please look forward to that ^^

I hope you're having a lovely day/night!! tysm for sending this in, i'm more excited to write now hehe <3

[siodium]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BESTEST CUTEST FLUFFIEST BOI ♡♡♡

man,,, i can't believe it's been fifteen years??? chi will forever be baby to me tho. i hope that we'll continue to go on fun adventures and make wonderful memories together for many years to come~

🎈🎈🎂🎈🎈

this year i've prepared a special bday cake for chi!! it came with numbered candles so i can finally teach chi a number that isn't sebun!! the flavour is a mystery so when this cake makes a reappearance, pls imagine a different flavour every time. think of it like a schrödinger's cake i guess??

and for myself, i picked up a yuzu cheesecake from cava cafe to celebrate!! it was a difficult choice bc all the cakes were so pretty. in the end i chose the most interesting looking one LMAO ok but yuzu cheesecakes are my fav kind of cheesecakes and this one is shaped like a gemstone!! can't go wrong with delicious and pretty!!

i also preordered something for chi but it hasn't arrived aaaa hopefully it'll come by the end of the month...... it's gonna be the first complete rement set that i'll own so i'm excite!!

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I tagged 434 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#i bloody love fan artists - 156 posts

#percy jackson - 93 posts

#ciara’s convos - 49 posts

#jercy - 48 posts

#jason grace - 47 posts

#hoo - 40 posts

#pjo - 40 posts

#pjjg fanfic - 39 posts

#pjo tv show - 39 posts

#self reblog - 25 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#then we can kind of deduce that percy is not even using his full power while he’s ‘making little storms um uh making fucking hurricanes’

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

percy jackson is music.

and what I mean is, he’s like biting into fresh watermelon on a hot summer’s day. he’s burning your fingers trying to roast marshmallows. and the breath in the moment before disaster.

what I’m trying to say is, he’s walking in the city at night and hearing it come alive. he’s listening to cats purr. watching someone hold the door for a person a little too far away. he’s changing the channel and finding your favourite movie just starting. he’s slushies at the movies. and the joy of learning something new.

you know? like I think, he’s hugs from a friend you haven’t seen in too long. and lying in your bed in the dead of the night trying to hear if the world breathes when it’s this quiet. he’s driving past a forest in the rain. and almost burning your toast. he’s five minutes away from forever. the first thing you remember really understanding.

do you get it? he’s like the weather changing too quickly. and taking the first sip of your favourite drink. he’s laughing untamed. and curling in front of a fire on the coldest day of the year. he’s the coldest day of the year. and the fluffiest socks you own. he’s the road trip snack you can never live without. and the early hours of the morning. he’s your favourite hoodie. and the day you said goodbye to someone you love.

what I really mean is, he’s the chaos. but also the calm. percy jackson is art. the boy himself.

65 notes - Posted August 18, 2022

#4

this ended me. it’s so in character

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[image id: a tweet by @/Daniel Howell that reads “just beat hades for the first time I’m shaking with adrenaline and feeling incredibly bisexual”

@/eqmess retweeted with an additional comment that reads “percy jackson at 12:”

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67 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

#3

the real reason hoo should have been in percy’s pov only was so that we could read him being his true bisexual self by calling every new person he meets beautiful and handsome the way he did in pjo

90 notes - Posted April 26, 2022

#2

if I ever call Jason a “son of a bitch” please make no mistake the bitch is not beryl grace it is Zeus.

118 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

happy birthday to the boy that single-handedly developed my entire sense of humour and impertinence <3 sending medusa’s head back to the very forces that created her will forever be the most iconic act of defiance and direct action ever.

435 notes - Posted August 18, 2022

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it’s always a pleasure <3 and I find it hilarious that jercy is still one of my top tags and posts despite the fact that I haven’t produced content of any kind for them pretty much the whole year WILD

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2.22

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Skz x reader♡︎

Lᴇᴇ ғᴇʟɪx ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

ᘜᗴᑎᖇᗴ: fluff, fluff, fluffiest 💖💝

🌤💛𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑦. 𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦🌤💛

♡︎overall, dating him means you’re dating a literal angel. Not just someone who’s the prettiest and looks like an angel, but someone who IS an angel and TOO good to be true inside out.

♡︎ his love language, without a doubt is physical touch and words of affirmation. Felix loves to be as close to you as possible all the time and makes sure to always say it to you and show through his actions how much he loves you. In short, let’s just say felix is the most doting and loving boyfriend on earth. (and you’re the luckiest girlfriend out there)

♡︎ he’s someone who makes a lot of sacrifices for you. Silent sacrifices. Like leaving work early, over working himself just to be able to spend more time with you, not telling you about his problems cause he doesn’t want you to worry about him, and maintaining a long distance relationship and saying it’s totally fine when he really wants to be with you all the time. I say silent sacrifices, cause you won’t ever know about any of these. To felix, your happiness is top priority. He never wants to bug you with anything unpleasant or make you sad for silly reasons. 🥺

♡︎ felix is a very confident boyfriend who LOVES showing you off. 😏 he’s so proud to have you in his life and talks about you frequently to his members and close ones. About how happy he is to have you and how much you make him smile. And trust me when he starts talking about you, BOY JUST WON’T S H U T U P!! >~<

♡︎ the boyfriend who always wants to hear your voice🥺 he sends you voice messages all the time and urges you to do the same. Your voice comforts him and soothes his heart. Whenever he has a break, he’d even FaceTime you so he can see you and talk to you. If you’re his girl, make sure to send him lots of snaps of you throughout the day and who knows he might melt for you like ice cream left at 100 degree C. (The cutest)

♡︎ he’s someone who’s always catering to your needs and caring for you. Lixie never forgets to text you whether you’ve eaten or not, sends you reminders that you shouldn’t stay up late at night working/ studying. His texts are accompanied by cute stickers and bubble messages, I just know it.🥺 When he’s feeling extra happy, he’s gonna send you reminder messages with his face, trying those colourful heart filters to make you smile! >.<

♡︎ having boyfriend felix means having your personal hype man. My god. He doesn’t miss a SINGLE OPPORTUNITY to compliment you and boost your confidence. Super supportive partner who values your dreams and goals like his own. <3

♡︎ Felix plans a lot of small surprises for you! Like setting up your room with candles by sneaking inside your home when you’re not there, buying you small gifts like bracelets and rings, making tasty cookies for you with his own hands and so on. And he’s so smooth at hiding all these, you won’t ever catch him. That’s exactly why he catches you off guard everytime where you giggle and melt right inside his warm arms🥰

♡︎ he’s a total softie (100% guarantee). Hence, don’t be surprised when you find love notes stuck to the walls of your apartments. You wake up and find a letter that says “good morning my baby <3” hidden underneath your sidelamp. You walk up to the fridge and find a note “stay hydrated and make sure to eat your breakfast, okay? I love you the most.”. You go to the closet to change clothes? You find another lovely note, “make sure to send me what you’re wearing today. I bet you will look bomb cause my girl is the prettiest. Mwwuah😚💞”. He’s just so genuine. I get the feeling he will also make diy cards for you on special occasions like your anniversary and birthday, pouring his 100% efforts, ideas and endless love.

♡︎ felix is really easy to please! This boy appreciates the LITTLEST TO LITTLEST things you do for him. He will probably pass out from over excitement if you even cook him food. Check up on him from time to time, compliment him, pat him and kiss him a lot and lixie is already the most smiley angel around you. ♡︎

♡︎ baking with him during the weekends is a MUST! Making fudgy chocolate brownies while playing with him with ingredients in the kitchen, a laughter and love filled session that leads to a cozy cuddle session in the bed, nomming those deliciously baked dessert together with the love of your life!

♡︎ he’s a nonstop cuddle and kissing machine! (Goes without saying) An openly affectionate person who isn’t afraid to express his love even infront of his members. A clingy koala who sticks to you and constantly goes all “mwwuah mwwuah😚” both behind and outside closed doors.

♡︎ there is probably nothing called personal space with him around you. (He won’t obviously make you uncomfortable and give you your space if you ask for it) but he’s all over you!🥰😩 those pretty, pink lips pecking your cheeks, little soft hands wrapped around your waist and the fluffy wavy hair grazing your jawline as he places sweet kisses along your neck. Felix is especially clingier when he’s sick and locks you in the bed with him, not even letting you go to get him his medicine. “Baby! Get! Back! Here!😠” he scoffs with that deep, whiny voice and pulls you back inside the blanket, buried within his securing arms.

♡︎he isn’t a very shy person but when you give him compliments all of a sudden, he’s a burning red tomato which eventually leads you to shower him with a train of more compliments until he’s so flustered that he buries his head on your chest and giggles nonstop. So make sure to always remind him HOW pretty he IS, okay?

♡︎ this baby is AWFULLY GIGGLY around you all the time, as if a permanent and peaceful smile has been plastered into his face. And that is what makes you fall in love with your boyfriend all over again, every damn time. The sight of his delicate smile, the corner of his eyes squinting and lips open and curved at the ends, a smile that holds the value of a thousand jewels and warmth as significant as sunshine. His smile has the power to warm even the coldest of hearts and comfort the depths of even the darkest of souls.

♡︎ the boyfriend who buys matching sets of clothes with you. T.T I’m sure your closet will be filled with matching pairs of pink and baby blue pjs, lavender tees and yellow sweatshirts! He squeals and runs around the house from exhilaration over the idea of owning matching clothes before running around the house back to you again to admire your beauty for the 200th time. <3

♡︎ y’all are definitely gonna be the tiktoker couple! The ones who always post cute, funny and goofy tiktoks together. Your viewers are gonna shower you guys with love for your adorable content!!

♡the couple who collects plushies together >.< plushies are both of your biggest weaknesses! So, it’s a guarantee that you guys started a whole family collection of cute and squishy plushies (including skzoo plushies duh) that you fill your bed with. However, the poor plushies are always pushed to the corner and at the end you’re the only one who gets all of lixie’s warmth and affection.

♡︎ the boyfriend who does your makeup😩 a skilled makeup artist as well. Very messy at first but gets the idea easily and turns into a pro!! Also tries a lot of different hairstyles on you (and will melt if you do the same and you will cz who tf wouldn’t want to play with that fluffy soft hair). He always picks your outfit, dresses you up and puts a lot of cute clips in your hair. 🥺 even buys you a lot of cute accessories and personally decorates you with them with blind admiration!

♡︎ FELIX. MELTS. AND. MELTS. AGAIN. when you play with his hair and freckles! The way your tiny fingers massage his hair, and brush through the strands and your feathery cotton like fingers sweep past his nose and cheeks in soft taps admiring his freckles, he lives for that honestly. He feels ecstatic when you have that heart eyes filled with awe as you stare at him, and things usually end up being super intimate with one eye contact ;) (yk the rest)

♡︎ the type of cheesy lover who gets matching phone straps and puts your picture as his lockscreen. So that everytime he opens his phone, he’s reminded of his beloved girl. (As if he doesn’t already think about you all day)

♡︎ I think felix would very much appreciate it if he has an openly affectionate someone who doesn’t mind showing her love and feelings like himself. But, it’s also okay if you’re a tsundere. He will make you open up bit by bit and love you the same, no matter how you are. <3

♡︎he’s literally your baby. And I mean it. If you don’t believe me just feed him his meals and wash his hair in the shower and watch a tiny felix cuddle buddle up in your lap and make uwu uwu faces out of sheer happiness. (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞▼・ᴥ・▼

♡︎ lixie loves to do cute things with you! Like try new lover trends, wear matching rings, dressing you up in his oversized hoodies, and basically everything enough to liquify your poor heart that is already in liquid state 24/7 bc of his endearing personality and sweetest behaviour.

♡︎he doesn’t say it out but he wants you to appreciate and support his dreams. It’d mean the whole damn world to him if you could be his cheer girl and treat his decisions with respect and stand by them :’)

♡︎ I get the feeling that he’s not overprotective or the jealous type of boyfriend. There was this one time where you tried to tease him with jisung and he ended up between you two, crossing his arms inside you both and chuckling innocently. (Plan failed and destroyed miserably)

♡︎ felix is that kind of boyfriend who loves to baby you. Calls by adorable pet names, brushes your hair, pats your head, kisses you, feeds you and pulls the blankets over you and gives you a forehead kiss when you sleep.

♡︎ now can we talk about KISSES WITH FELIX. (Oh gaud) his kisses are all you need to forget all the bad things in life, and actually forget everything else except the feeling of having his sugary, fulfilling mouth on yours. Heated kisses, that are both intimate and fluttery, that make your insides churn from overwhelming feelings. He’s so swift and gentle, carefully moving his soft lips on yours while caressing your thighs and waist with his hands. He tastes so sweet, as if his mouth is dripping in honey, and you love to grip the back of his neck and play with his mullet hair as you guys make out. The vanilla smell of his perfume makes the moment even more fairy like and magical, as it drives you straight to euphoria. ✨

♡︎ not much of a tease but when he finds out how you’re so weak for his deep voice paired with that assuie accent, he ocassionally teases you with sweet talk. (Sometimes dirty talking as well). He loves how you get goosebumps and stop what you’re doing when his seductive voice penetrates your ear. That sight is his guilty pleasure and the teasing usually doubles when he’s using his wet lips on your sensitive skin, that sole impact enough to bring you down on your knees. 💋😳

♡︎ he’s totally up for a goofy partner! Someone he can be silly with, prank his members with, and do meaningless and fun things like a pair of two child best friends 😩

♡︎ he feels so special when you buy him flowers, I swear to god. “Look at this yellow flower felix. It reminded me of you. Warm and bright like the sun himself💐” and he will be suffocating from shyness. Appreciates it a lot tho <3! Will start buying YOU flowers TOO after that. (Until it turns into a competition of who can buy eachother more flowers, a love battle with two stubborn players who hate to lose lmao)

♡︎ sends you songs and a whole dang playlist that remind him of you. Will hum the melody to you at night when you go to bed. ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

♡︎ the type of endearing boyfriend to dance with you at 2 am with slow songs. Under the fairy lights, tuning to the music of piano, hands interlocked in between his as you look into those dreamy eyes and dance together like a prince and princess in a ballroom. 💫

♡︎ hand holding is a MUST for him. As if his hands are basically glued to yours. He has a subconscious habit of playing with your hands and kissing the top of it, repeatedly. I feel like felix is the type of lover who kisses your whole body, and worships it like you’re the most beautiful thing alive.

♡︎ he wants to get a pet with you!! He’s so crazy over the idea of having a child with you, and since you can’t have a real baby anytime soon bc of both of your careers he is all over the idea of getting a pet with you and treating it like your baby! Even gives the pet your family name “lee’’🥺 and refers to you two as “our family” >.<

♡︎ he’s a very honest person who always communicates his thoughts. To him, transparency is really important so he makes sure to voice out his opinions and feelings about his relationships. That is exactly why you two rarely get into fights bc he keeps misunderstandings a thousand feet away.

♡︎ even though he’s extremely thoughtful and tells you everything, there are rare occasions where you get into little arguments.And argument makes him so sad. There’s a devastated look clouding his face throughout the day and he will do everything in his power to make up for what he did. Even if you’re the one at fault, he’s gonna talk to you about it and forgive you easily when you apologise.

♡︎ he’s way TOO romantic OH MY GOD. The softie sweetheart who makes you go uwu uwu but with a terrible hottie duality switch who turns into this sexy irresistible man who makes you moan uncontrollably in bed. 😳

♡︎ your tummy is his favourite cushion. Expect a tired, tiny felix to crawl to the bed and rest his head on your tummy, fondling your thighs and immediately falling asleep. Complains and whines when you try to position his head on the pillow later, while still being half asleep.

♡︎the one who introduces you to his mama 🥺 he’s DEFINITELY gonna introduce you to his mom and sisters, and be all giggly when you guys get along.

♡︎ felix is so pure and loves you sm that he even fumbles your name in his sleep. Throws his arms to your side of the bed when he’s asleep in search for you next to him. :’)

♡︎ takes a lot of pictures and videos with you as memories. His phone is spammed with your candid pics as well. When you’re sleeping, when you’re eating, when you’re studying, he’s got a shot of them all. He’s your #1 fanboy. 😚 Felix is a polaroid person. His favourite act is to take Polaroids with you and then decorate those polas with themed stickers during his free time. >~< ❥

♡︎ the person who takes you out on lots of small dates. Beach date is his thing, esp during the time of sunset. He’s gonna set up an open tent, make food arrangements and sing you songs and give you lovely confessions as you guys watch the sunset and the stars together, wrapped up in eachother’s fulfilling embrace.

♡︎ someone who plans the future with you and gets all emotional. He genuinely loves you and whenever he’s walking past a furniture shop, he’d go like “we should get this when we have a home looks so vintage omg!!” He walks past a baby shop and goes like “ah I’m definitely gonna buy this for our babyboy one day😭” and imagines your married life scenarios.

♡︎ and when lee felix got his eyes on you? He will make sure to marry you and SPEND THE REST OF HIS LIFE WITH YOU. He don’t do that petty dating thing, If he loves you, he loves you and has written your name in his heart with bold fonts. You know he’s serious when he sends you a picture of a lock that reads “felix + y/n” that he stuck on seoul lock tower. :’) “baby look in this way, our love will remain eternal.” You chuckle as you reply

“it had always been eternal ♥︎“

The End

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I just want you to know I loooove lovee your blog and I wait patiently each week for your post about what's happening in every bl series.

I picked up bad buddy because of you and your posts truly make me happy.

So please suggest something I can watch and get obsessed with, because I need a distraction from the dumpster fire that is my life irl.

Stuff I've watched-

Manner of death, Theory of Love, Cherry magic, we best love, history:trapped, UWMA, he's coming to me, 2gether, still2gether, my sweet dear, to my star, wyel....

Anything that's nice, angst is good and has a satisfying ending...

Pretty please if you don't mind🥺🥺🥺

Yayayayayayay! 

So you mention mostly Thai stuff, a lot of which is on YouTube but also a couple of Korean dramas that are on Viki, so I’m gonna assume you have access to those two platforms. Also you said angst is fine but you want a satisfying ending, by which it seams you mean happy ever after. 

I gotcha. 

BLs with HEAs that Are Perfect Comfort Distractions from Real Life 

Regular consumers of this blog may now tune out because ya'll know what I am going to recommend....

JAPAN 

Seven Days (2015)

OMG please watch this. Forgive it its hair? t's just a GREAT. It is an elegant little Japanese BL that stays completely true to its yaoi roots but neatly avoids all the flaws of the genre. I promise it will be such a joy and a comfort to you. 

Popular first year Seiryo has a policy of going out with any girl who asks… for one week. On a lark, third year Yuzuru tests to see if that policy also applies to boys. Seiryo agrees that it does. Along the way they accidentally fall in love. 

Seven Days is on DramaCool in 2 parts Seven Days: Monday - Thursday, Seven Days: Friday - Sunday) it’s also on YouTube right now (it never lasts there tho) I’d link to the original subber but they seem to no longer exist online. More of me talking about how great this show is here.

Cherry Magic (2020) 

The sweetest, fluffiest, most charming bit of office-set adorable ever, given gravity by some stellar performances. The characters are utter spazzes, but so cute about it. All angst is self confidence based, nothing really distressing ever happens, but it is very low heat (practically chaste). 

Adachi discovers on the mornign of his 30th birthday that he can read minds and that the most popular guy in his office, Kurosawa, has a mad crush on him. 

Cherry Magic AKA 30 Years A Virgin Can Make You a Wizard AKA 30-sai made Dotei Da to Mahotsukai ni Nareru rashii (2020) is indie subbed. 

Restart After Come Back Home (2020)

This one is perfect if you just want a beautiful loving movie, and one that is well filmed and lyrical. The only drama is family conflict of the silent grumpy kind - will baby take over Dad’s furniture business or not? OH THE PERIL of it all. (sense my sarcasm, okay? there is NO peril)

A beautiful atmospheric movie about returning home to find yourself and finding love along the way, more romance than BL but charming.  

Restart After Come Back Home AKA Risutato wa tadaima no ato de is indie subbed. 

THAILAND 

You already mentioned a lot of the ones I would recommend, but here are a few you didn’t name. 

A Tale of Thousand Stars (2021) 

All BL is romantic, but not all BL is a modern romance in the literary sense of the term, but 1k* is just that, an absolutely glorious slow burn romance that nods at BL but isn’t behooven to it. It’s got a great story and a killer cast. 

Spoiled rich kid Tien gets a heart transplant and feels compelled to give back by pursuing a rural teaching job, he meets a gruff park ranger along the way. 

1000 Stars can be found on GMMTV’s YouTube channel. 

Kiss Me Again PeteKao cut (2018) + Dark Blue Kiss (2019) 

Of all the origin BL couples, PeteKao are probably most of what you’re looking for. They start as a side couple in Kiss, and then are in a secret romance LTR by the time DBK rolls around. 

DBK is not a traditional BL, because it’s not a traditional romance, more like an escapist soap opera. It features the perils of staying in the closest, amazingly supportive friends and family, and a morality tale on the importance of good communication. But it ends super happy. 

Start with PeteKao’s 3 Part BL Cut from Kiss Me Again then move on to Dark Blue Kiss.

Great Men Academy (2019)

Gender body-swap means this isn’t technically BL but I have to suggest it because it just such a great escapist story. For body-swap it’s particularly clever and very well acted. 

Love makes a wish because she has a crush on this boy. But the wish is tricky and turns her into a boy forcing her to attend the elite Great Men Academy and win her man... as a man. Unfortunately, male Love kinda falls in love with his best friend instead. 

You’ll have to get this one off DramaCool or the like, unfortunately it never got wide distribution. 

KOREA 

Color Rush (2021)

High school set BL with a unique paranormal twist that makes this a achingly apt allegory for the queer coming out experience and one of the best BLs of all time (I will fight you on this).

Yeon Woo is a mono, born with the inability to see color until he meets his probe, his perfect match. Unfortunately once a mono find his probe he’s prone to becoming obsessed and deadly. But on his first day at a new school when that probe shows up, said probe seems a hell of a lot more obsessed with him. 

Color Rush is on Viki.

Light On Me (2021) 

Korea does a pitch perfect classic high school set BL with all tropes cleverly deployed to bolster one of the most riveting love triangles ever put on screen… and I don’t like love triangles! It’s pristine in both color pallet and execution. 

Taekyung decides after years of self imposed social isolation that he wants friends, so he joins the student council and meets two boys who both want more than friendship. 

Light On Me is on Viki.

Wish You (2020)

This i a low stakes high pining romance set in the music industry. It’s soft and subtle and achingly adorable.

It’s about a pianist who falls in love with a busker who is on his way to being the next big idol. 

Wish You AKA WISH YOU: Your Melody in My Heart is on Netflix or Viki, you want the movie version. 

A First Love Story (2021) and then Just Friends? (2009) 

This is a double bill but they are both short. Just Friends? is only 30 minutes (its YouTube uploads are padded), watch it AFTER A First Love Story (which is 2 microfilms from Strongberry). AFLS just came out but you should watch them first as they make a great prequel to Just Friends?  

Basically these deal with Korean military service and a kind of comfortable LTR relationship evolving from friends to lovers and then out of the closet. 

A First Love Story and Just Friends? are all on YouTube. 

TAIWAN 

HIStory 2: Crossing the Line (2018)

Taiwan’s best example of classic BL with a sports romance foundation using some of the most typical but least offensive yaoi tropes. You know it’s Taiwan so the kisses are great but in this case it also ends well. Only trigger is that the side couple is the stepbrothers trope and some don’t like that.

Super low stakes sweetest story of the bad boy who falls hard for the senior on the volleyball team and then works to earn his love. 

HIStory 2: Crossing the Line is on Viki. 

Be Love In House: I Do (2021)

A cute classy office set BL with a few plot raised eyebrows, but no other concerns, plus a general sweet softness that’s pretty rare from Taiwan.

It has a story but not much of one and it kinda doesn’t matter. The leads are great and carry everything off the maximum pretty. 

Be Love In House: I Do (2021) is on Viki. 

See You After Quarantine? (2021) 

Taiwan’s answer to Gameboys is just as charming and adorable yet still as quintessentially Taiwanese as one might hope. It features a Japanese love interest and the cutest most confused disaster gay. The two have almost no actual screen time together and yet manage some truly amazing chemistry. Honestly how does Taiwan do it? 

Again, story schmorey, just watch it. 

See You After Quarantine? is on Viki. 

I got a few pinoy and Vietnamese BLs I could rec too, but that’s enough for now. 

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[itsbeaconhillsbaby]

(cruel) summer || tom holland x reader

a/n: well...this took me a lot longer than I expected. I can only apologise for how long this has taken, especially since the absolutely wonderful @glahmouur​ requested it so many months ago. I hope you’re still excited to read, and that I’ve done it justice for you. clinging onto the last of these summer vibes before my favourite time of year - and hopefully plenty more writing to come over the next couple of weeks! I’ve missed you all so very much. enjoy x  word count: 3735 (oops) warning: swearing, gross paparazzi, little bit of angst summary: it’s the summer of your dreams with your favourite people, something was always going to try and ruin it

The trip had been booked for months.

Tom, Harrison, Harry, Tuwaine and yourself. Mexico. 

Two whole weeks. 

No interruptions. No work. Just pure bliss. 

And, it was shaping up to be the most perfect break.

The first couple of days since you had landed included a lot of amazing food, sightseeing around the quaint picturesque villages and cultural landmarks, tackling hiking trails and joining in on the sports activities set up for you and the boys on the crystal white beaches. 

Your favourite part however, was the amount of quality time you got to spend with Tom. Both of you were considered workaholics, and you loved your jobs, but it meant that for the majority of the year you were in separate locations working on your own individual projects.

You both deserved, and needed, this break.

The timing couldn’t have been better, as across the two weeks you would be celebrating your 23rd birthday. Birthdays weren’t always something you and Tom could share together in person, but you would always make it work with FaceTime calls and the promise of a do-over when you were together again. 

“Hey!” 

You tore yourself away from the soft paperback that was resting warmly against your thighs.

“Hm?”

You look up at your boyfriend, strong arms hauling himself up against the hot paved edging of the pool. He shook his wet curls out of his hair, droplets springing from the tips. Tanned, freckled shoulders peeked out from beneath the water. The sun, strong and intense, commandeered the bright blue skies. A far cry from the cold, rainy weather you’d left back home in the UK. You were unwilling to make your way back to your hotel room in the sticky heat for your forgotten sunglasses, and were instead using your hand as a shield from the glaring rays. 

“The water looks good on you,” you flirt, smiling across at him from your position on the reclined sun-bed. 

He grins back at you, cheekily. 

“It’ll look better on you. Aren’t you coming in?” 

You pointed to the book nestled between your legs, “I’m reading, plus the water is freezing.” You teased him, training your eyes back onto the page. You heard brief splashing alongside the laughter of the boys as they continued to play their water basketball game. 

A shadow blocks out your sun, dripping water onto the hot concrete. 

“Yeah, no. Sorry, but that’s just not going to cut it birthday girl.” 

Before you had a chance to take in his words, Tom had scooped you up from your position on the sun-bed. The light droplets from his wet, messy hair chilling your tanned skin. 

“Tom! No! Put me down! What are you doing?” You laughed, lightly kicking your legs, “Wait, at least let me put my book down first.” 

You felt the grumbled laugh against your body, as you gently tossed your book onto the lounger. 

“Okay, go ahead.” 

He pressed a sloppy, wet kiss on your mouth - your hand knotted in the back of his wet, tangled hair as you pushed for more.

“Love you.” He said, before dropping you into the pool with a splash. 

“You suck, Holland!” You shouted back to him, once you’d come back up for air, shaking water out of your ears and trying to scoop your tangled web of hair out of your eyes as he laughed, eyes twinkling. ****

You continued to watch from your perch on the side-lines, legs tracing patterns in the water whilst the sun beat down across your back and shoulder blades. The boys continued to mess around in the water. Your book had been long since abandoned on your sun lounger, pages now curling with the heat. You couldn’t contain your laughter when Tuwaine jumped on Tom’s back, Harry on Harrison’s so the two teams could race from one end of the pool to the other, legs peddling in what seemed like slow motion under the water; raucous fits of laughter emanating from both parties as your cheered on your boyfriend.

You couldn’t help but be automatically drawn to Tom, his smile so wide and eyes creased with laughter as Tuwaine casually slung his arms over his shoulders. His hair was completely dishevelled from the water’s attempts to flatten it entirely. You could see a smattering of freckles breaking out across his nose, complete with a small shock of pink on his cheeks as he was officially branded by the sun. 

“Hey, pretty girl – forgive me yet?” Tom whined, swimming up to the edge to meet you. He gently pulled your legs further into the water, sliding himself between them, wrapping his arms around your waist as your legs wrapped themselves around his. 

You laughed, pushing against his broad shoulders.

“Not sure yet. I’m thinking about it.” 

He gave a toothy grin before peppering a small cluster of kisses against your lips, “You look so good.” He mumbled quietly against your mouth.

You rolled your eyes at him, before returning the kisses.

“Oi, get a room you two!” You laugh as Tom covers the front of you, ultimately taking the hit of water from Harry.

He gives you a light squeeze round the waist, and a soft kiss on the cheek whispering a quick, “Hop on.”  

Wrapping your arms across his warm shoulders, you eased yourself fully into the water, feeling the immediate chill up your sides before wrapping your legs around Tom’s waist. Leaning forward against his back, he held onto the backs of your thighs – propelling you both through the water.

As you arrive next to the boys, you lightly floated away from Tom and were pulled into a one-armed hug by Tuwaine. As Harry held up a fist for you to bump against, you flicked your wrist just under the surface of the water – splashing him as payback.

Tom tread water with the cheesiest grin on his face as all the boys’ eyes immediately trained on you.

“Come on then, what’s this ‘mermaids’ game you were talking about – and how do we play?” ****

The air con hummed lowly, wispy curtains gently blowing in the cool breeze from the open balcony doors. The ocean twinkled in the late afternoon sunshine. You were sprawled out on the large king-sized bed wrapped in one of the hotel’s fluffiest white towels, legs dancing in the air behind you. Lounging on your front, wet curls drying in the cool air you could hear the faint sound of spraying water from the en-suite shower. It soothed you as you continued to follow the written words on the pages of your, now slightly wrinkled and rough to the touch, paperback.

Your phone vibrated from the opposite side of the room, plugged in and charging atop the rustic, vintage vanity table where your new camera, battery pack and Tom’s wallet had all been left.

The camera had been a special gift from Tom which he’d surprised you with on your birthday, celebrated only the other evening. He’d been so giddy the morning of. The carefully, yet haphazardly, wrapped parcel had protruded just slightly from under the bed in the hotel room you shared, where he’d attempted to hide it. You pretended you hadn’t noticed. Puppy dog eyes shone as he eventually handed it across to you, surprising you in bed as the sun was going down, casting golden specks across your bodies, as he whispered a soft ‘happy birthday’ against your lips. Beaming at you once he saw your sheer shock and joy at his thoughtful gift, he had kept the first photo you’d taken in his wallet from that evening. Just the two of you - both sleepy shadows, full from all the sweet lemon sponge cake that has been especially ordered up to your room - cuddled together, legs entangled as you fell into each other’s embrace.

You’d all taken a boat to one of the smaller islands for a special celebratory dinner the next evening; where Harry had surprised you with the battery pack, his smart quick-thinking leaving Tom with a pink blush upon his cheeks. You thanked him with a smile, the rest of the crew spoiling you rotten with drinks and food. As the boys parted ways, you and Tom had waited around for the sunset, high off the sparkling, sweet tasting wine you’d both consumed all evening – bewitched by each other’s titillating company. A small wrap was knotted around your waist, as you had all stayed in your beachwear, black bikini top on show as a server snapped a picture of you both with your new camera per Tom’s polite request. The sun burned low behind you both, it’s vibrant orange glow glistening across the water towards the cove. 

Posting the photo in your wine induced haze, you captioned it with a simple 23 and a golden heart before tagging Tom in the blurry, sepia quality polaroid.

You knew the vibrating would be your phone going into overload. A common occurrence that happened anytime you posted a photo with your boyfriend, the hordes of fans coming in full throttle to interact in some way.

Leaving it to buzz in the background, you turned your attention to the bathroom door opening. Tom stepping out as he shook his wet hair, towelling it dry as it stuck up in multiple directions haphazardly.

“Come here.”

You sat yourself up, legs crossed beneath you as he walked over to you – that soft smile high on his lips.

He sat on the end of the bed as you brushed through his temperamental curls, “Please leave it curly,” you murmur, pressing your lips to his tanned shoulder blades, running your hands through the brown locks.

“We’ll match.” He said, turning to you as your hands fell back into your lap.

“Would it be too much?” You asked, as he gently tucked a rogue drying curl behind your own ear.

“Oh definitely. But I love it.”

With that, he pushed forward. Noses brushed as you both relaxed into each other’s embrace, mouths eagerly seeking out each other, the sweet smells of lotion and ocean spray engulfing you both.

****

“Right, it’s my round! Get your orders in!” 

The whole group hollered at Tom, who pressed a firm kiss onto your forehead as you tilted it upwards towards him, his two hands cradling either side of your head. Your eyes closed involuntary at the warmth before you turned to watch him leave the table and join the small crowd up at the bar. Dressed in a tropical patterned shirt, unbuttoned and billowing just slightly due to the aircon, you took a minute to admire him from afar. He worked hard to look the way he did, muscles contracting and relaxing again with each breath. 

You pulled the thin material of your summery dress down further, eager to cover up some of the bare skin you had on show after seeing Tom’s. You paled in comparison to the web-slinging actor, and sometimes if you focussed on it too much you couldn’t understand why such a gorgeous man would be interested in you. 

“Hello. Anyone in there?”

A hand waved in front of your eyeline. Shaking your head, you returned your attention back to the table where the boys were trying to mask their laughter. 

“She can’t take her eyes off him for two minutes. Outrageous.” 

“What? I’m on holiday, leave me alone!”  

Tuwaine smirked slightly, as Harrison patted your arm reassuringly.

“Why did we agree to have a couple on this trip again?” Harry complained cheekily, grinning his cheesy grin at you. You reached an arm across the table and pushed a hand against his forehead, playfully shoving him back.

“Shut up, you love me.”

As Tom came back with the tray; a colourful array of cocktails, shots and ciders, the group continued to laugh and joke around, cheers-ing to your recent birthday and to the remainder of their holiday under the heat of the Mexican sun. 

**** “Uh oh, incoming Tom.”

Everyone was rosy cheeked as they tumbled out of the restaurant, laughing and giggling as the sun cast its low golden glow over the glistening blue waters. Waves gently caressed the edge of the shore as you revelled in the drunken clinginess of your boyfriend, and the support and love of your friends. 

You walked with Tom - the pair of you in your own little bubble, as he tucked you into his side, his arm slung casually across your shoulders as you wrapped yours around his waist. You could hear the thumps of his beating heart beneath the now buttoned up fabric of his shirt.

As the words spilled from Harry’s mouth, catching you all off guard mid conversation, Tom whipped his head round; immediately sobering up as his arm tightened around your shoulders. You peeked over his.

Behind a cluster of people, the striking black camera was obvious as the paparazzi pushed forwards, eager to catch a glimpse of the web-slinger himself.

You felt a brush of cold air sweep over your body, the hairs on your arms rising like tiny pinpricks as little goose bumps littered your skin. You straightened up, unwrapping yourself from Tom’s side.

“You okay?” He murmured into your ear, eyes hardening as he focussed on the path ahead of him whilst navigating the drunken, bustling crowds.

You nod.

“How did they even find us?”

You could sense Tom’s frustration and anger at the situation, resting a comforting hand on his arm. You knew what this meant, if the paparazzi had caught wind of where you all were, it wouldn’t be long before they figured out where it was you were staying and you couldn’t imagine that they’d leave Tom alone for the rest of his trip.

“I posted a photo the other night. Someone could’ve recognised the restaurant.”

It was during your worried ramble that the shouting started, camera-wielding men desperate to get a photo of Tom.

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault, okay? Let’s just head back.”

Your heart was racing as you were led through the dimly lit cobbled streets of the small village, losing Tom’s hand you were flanked by Tuwaine and Harrison – Harry hurrying up ahead with Tom. The camera shutters were getting louder and louder, the constant clicking ricocheting off the stone walls surrounding you as you attempted to block out the shouting and the grabbing hands of the people around you. The once happy, bustling streets now felt claustrophobic.

It was so easy to forget who Tom was in regards to his public image and celebrity status when you were together. Forcing you to recall that he wasn’t just your boyfriend, he was suddenly an A-list celebrity, ‘Spider-Man’ himself. Back home you could easily be together in public without too much attention – only having to accommodate for the occasional fan photo or dinner interruption. Premiere’s and special events weren’t so bad because the press was supposed to be there, and whilst extremely intimidating, you understood it was part of the job.

You noticed Tom and Harry slip down a small alleyway to the right, a blink and you’ll miss it move – as you and the boys continued up the cobbled paths to the main street. It was a distraction technique discussed every time the five of you went out together and had to deal with any irritating situation.

“They said they’re getting a car, and they’ll meet us back at the hotel.”

As Harrison organised your transport, you reached the main road – twinkling lights from the city and the roaring of cars sweeping past you. The paparazzi slowed behind you, their shouts less desperate now that it was obvious Tom was no longer with the group. Their frustration was obvious as they all grouped together, scanning through the photos that they had managed to sneakily take.

Then there was a stupid comment.

As the paps brushed past you all, one leaned in far closer than you had anticipated, stabbing a pointed finger straight into your chest and leaning in close.

“Think you’re so special. Girl like you. So many other beautiful girls out there.”

Whilst the language was slightly broken, you pieced enough together before Tuwaine stepped in front of you both.

“What the hell man! Fuck off, you’re just a bully, why don’t you just leave her alone, yeah? Pick on someone your own size!”

You grabbed at Tuwaine’s arm, shaking your head in silent surrender.

“Just leave it. It’s okay. It’s not worth it.”

“I just hate them so much. Never let anyone have a bit of privacy. Constantly looking to bring people down, and start fights - assholes!” He shouted down the road at the small cluster of men as they continued on their way, “Are you okay?”

You nodded, “I’m fine. They’re just mad they didn’t get their picture. Let’s just get out of here. Should probably make sure that they don’t follow us back to the hotel.”

Harrison came jogging over, hand beckoning to follow him to a sleek black car parked just around the corner.

“Car’s here,” He paused for a minute. Noticing your smaller stature and Tuwaine’s puffed out chest and frown, he tilted his head, “We all okay?”

“Yeah, we’re good. Let’s go.”

Smiling a small, grateful smile you gave Harrison’s arm a comforting squeeze before sliding onto the black leather seats.

***** “Can’t even give us a couple weeks off. I love this job. But I would pack it all in if it meant that paparazzi just fucking left us alone.”

“Tom. Think we should call it a night.”

Harrison nodded over at you. Whilst your body was curled into Tom’s frame, your eyes unfocussed, having found a spot on the wall to gaze into as the boys all had a drink in the private hotel lounge.

You didn’t want to admit that the photographer’s words had any impact. And you really didn’t want to bring down the light-hearted, fun energy that your vacation had been full of. You were usually so good at brushing off any unwarranted comments, which were usually inevitable seeing as your boyfriend had such a large fanbase. There was no way everyone was going to like you, and you could cope with that. It wasn’t like you hadn’t been doing so for ages now. But whether it was the alcohol you’d already consumed, or something else – you just couldn’t stop thinking about what the man had spat at you.

Tom’s body shifts beneath you, holding out a hand for you to take as you both rise from the luxurious chaise. Shaking your head out of your daze, you smile softly as you grasp his hand and haul yourself up.

“We’ll see you guys tomorrow okay. Thanks for tonight boys, and sorry for ruining it.”

“Tom, you didn’t-” Tom waved them off with a shrug, before sliding his arms across your shoulder and entwining your fingers at the other side.

“Night guys.” It came out as more of a whisper, as you processed to walk with Tom up to your floor, your head nestling gently into his collarbone.

****

The hotel room was suffocating.

You lay on your side, facing the firmly locked balcony doors. The room was cold. The air conditioning incessant with its obnoxious whirring. There was a rustle. The thin cotton sheets slide across your body as Tom hops in next to you.

“I’m sorry.”

His soft words caused your entire tension-filled body to exhale.

“Tom.”

You turned to face him. His eyes were closed, tiny creases etched into the space between his eyebrows. Tom didn’t like being vulnerable, you knew he was staving off his true feelings – the striking anger that was coursing through his body. Gently smoothing the creases out with your fingers, he leaned ever so slightly into your touch.

“Don’t be sorry, it’s not your fault.”

You pressed a soft kiss on his brow bone before settling in next to him, bodies warm to the touch.

“I love you. You know that, right? Whatever they’re all saying, it’s rubbish.”

The lump in your throat that you had been impressively swallowing down all evening came back to the surface, the pressure building.

“How did you know?”

He shrugged.

“I saw some of the comments.”

The pictures had been released pretty quickly. By the time you had all arrived back to the hotel they were already circulating across the internet, which people took as the perfect opportunity to hurl insults at your social media pages.

He shifts his head to the left to look at you, eyes softening.

“Hey. You can let it out. It’s just me. C’mon.”

You curl further into him, as his lips caress your forehead.

“People suck.” You mumble into his chest as he wraps himself around you, lightly trailing his fingers up and down your arm, the skin bursting with tiny goose bumps. You revelled in the soothing comfort.

“Sometimes I just forget. I forget that there are thousands – maybe even tens of thousands - of people out there who just don’t like me,” Tom squeezes you that little bit tighter, “And it’s okay. I don’t mind, really. I just wish they didn’t have to be so vocal about it – about how I look, how I act, how I dress. About whether I’m good enough.”

“You are good enough. You’re more than good enough. You’re amazing.”

Your lips pull up into a small smile as you look into those concerned brown eyes.

“You’re biased.”

He let out a small huff, chest vibrating beneath you, “Am not.” He sighed, those fluffy brows saying a thousand words, “I’m supposed to make all that crap better, not make you feel worse because of some so-called fans on the internet, and those stupid idiot paps; I’m so sorry.”

“Maybe if you just…weren’t so damn attractive. That would help.”

You both laughed.

“Oh, really?”

You nodded, as he pulled you in, peppering more soft kisses along your temple until he made his way down to your mouth.

“You’re ridiculous. And beautiful.”

Another kiss.

“And smart.”

Another kiss.

“And kind.”

Another kiss. “And I am so in love with absolutely everything about you. You’re enough. You’re everything.”

You felt your eyes glossing over. Scrunching your nose to avoid an onslaught of overdue tears, you felt Tom move beneath the covers – his arms wrapping around your torso, his curly messy hair resting on your stomach.

“I love you too.”

[shozaii]

title: birthday boy.

genre: fluffiest fluff

pairing: todoroki x reader.

extra note: lil letter that i wrote was from my tweet on twitter!!! enjoy reading :’3

masterlist.

happy birthday, dear shouto!

hewwo, sho :3

sho, how do i even write a letter-

“damn it. why did i write this down?” you chuckled sadly, tossing the paper aside, on the ‘to recycle’ pile which has clearly been growing a lot more today. sighing, you leaned back on your comfy chair, rubbing your eyes from straining them a little too much.

his birthday was coming in less than 3 hours now, and you already have your gift for him waiting patiently to be within his grasp. it was something he has been looking at for a while, and you knew he was in absolute love with it.

might as well get it for him before time ran out, you thought to yourself, reminiscing last November, as the polite cashier agreed to wrap your gift in a combination of colors you never failed to adore - a subtle red and white, finished off with the perfect amount of glossing on it. with pride, you held the paper bag, which the gift was now in; making your way past the reducing crowd. he was out for his hero duties - technically it was the best timing for you to get his gift. 

and so here you are, thinking long and hard of the words that should be perfectly written in this paper. you went through a lot of test runs, using normal paper in case you were going to have any spelling mistakes (which is perfectly normal), hence the multiple attempts, all leading up to the beautiful paper you managed to find nearby your shared home with the lovely soon-to-be birthday boy, shouto todoroki. 

something sweet immediately clicked into your head, as you grabbed your pen (it was just that cute), and began to immerse yourself into your little world with the soft background music emphasizing the effect.

happy birthday to shouto todoroki, my one and only!! you have been my wonderful prince charming during these tough times; and i never regret rightfully claiming you as one either - it’s just the truth! <3 . you never fail to make me smile; from your personality to your jaw-dropping beauty, to your everlastingly amazing development in becoming a hero. to see you grow makes me so happy!! i know you love hugs and kisses, because i’m about to be giving you a ton of them. our friends seem to ship us a lot. what can i say...? i feel so lucky to have someone like you. you’re just that adorable, okay? keep smiling; it wouldn’t kill anyone 0.0 i love you so so so much. kissy from me!!!

satisfied, you made sure the ink was dry before folding it to make it look like a card. first and last try - not bad in trusting your gut once in a while, huh?

---

“and.....open! happy birthday, shouto!!” you squealed, hands holding a cake of his favorite flavor. to your recollection of memories, he has told you that he wanted a moment to celebrate the first few minutes of this special day with you. something unexpected to be said, but also a warm surprise at heart. it is true, the two of you have been together for quite a long time now - was it high school when you met? - and everytime the clock struck 12 on the 11th of January, it was when every single one of his classmates (even bakugou) celebrated it with triumph, love and joy.

and among the wonderful friends stood you, beaming as wide as ever, clapping your hands, eyes glowing with excitement. little did he know, he was about to be receiving the first ever gift from you.

he would be lying if he said he didn’t fall for you earlier - but it would be the truth when that sweet moment was the time where he began to fall harder for you and only you. from the way you made him smile, your compassion, love, honor. he could go on about just how divine of a soul you were - but he probably did already after the relationship was official.

and everytime he closed his eyes, he thanked himself. he thanked himself for never giving up on you, for opening his eyes to love, to him doing everything he could to make you happy, thanking himself for how he still tried. and thanking you for coming into his life.

as he blew out the candle which was slowly beginning to melt, you cut a slice, feeding him while posing for the camera; the timer finishing up pretty quickly. instead of you, he decided it was best if he smudged some cream onto your adorable nose, proceeding to give you a soft kiss on your forehead, chuckling at your current face expression. only lord knows how flustered you were. 

��thank you, darling. to think that you still remember those words, even though i was half asleep when i did mention it,” he swiped the cream off of your nose, pecking your lips right after. “i love you.”

[wonderlandhatter]

what is your favorite spencer reid canon, then write a drabble about it!

probably that this genius man  with a bookshelf of degrees wants to be a cowboy, i love that scene where he says it and when jj asks what he would do with cows he's just like (idk id look at them and pet them).

i think penelope would find out about this an for his birthday or just on some random day she would take him to one of those farms thta lets you pet andfeed the animals, hed be so happy. i have a vivi image of him while petting a fluffy cow he would start talking to it and knowing him hed start giving the cow facts about cows lol.

You and Penelope had been friends for as long as she could remember, she knew you had a farm with the most beautiful horses, the fluffiest cows and the softest sheep, she also knew Spencer dreamt of being a cowboy and that she needed a birthday present for him that would be as perfect as her boy genius was, and maybe she hoped the shy genius would fall for the vibrant cowgirl.

when they arrived at the farm Spencer felt like he was on cloud 9, he had started bouncing on the passenger seat when the car drove past the  the most majestic horses he had  ever seen. 

when they arrived Penelope introduced him to your father who whad agreed to take them around the farm while you took care of the last of your jobs around the farm. He first took Penelope and Spencer to see the cows as those were the ones he had seemed the most excited about.

Spencer nearly squealed when he saw the fluffy cows but held himself back as to not embarrass himself infront of just a manly cowboy. Penelope did no such thing as soon as she saw them she started jumping and running to the edge of the fence, how she did that in her heels was a mystery to spencer and physics.

Spencer stood beside Penelope, your father left them there so he could work and informed them you'd be there to help them as soon as you were free.

 They looked at the fluffy cows , enjoying observing them in silence, relishing in the peace., “I think that one looks like a Stephanie” piped up Penelope pointing to cow that looked particularly sassy, Spencer turned to penelope  amused at her statement and asked what he knew she wanted “why do you think that Garcia?”, “well just look at her pretty boy she has all the bulls at her feet, and look at her hair all the other cows would be jealous, she's just so confident and sassy and ahhh oh my god wonder boy one of them is coming to you”. Spencer nearly gave himself whiplash turning to look at the cow that was about to make him the happiest man alive.

He would have been more than happy just looing at them, getting to pet one might actually make him explode with happiness, and he was fine with that, he could die a happy man  having pet a fluffy cow. The cow came right up to him, closer than he was expecting, sniffing his lovely button up cardigan

“His name is Camile” you piped up now standing beside him, Spencer  jumped at the sound of your voice not having hear you approach as he was completely wrapped up in the cow in front of him, after he composed himself he glanced at you and had to double take, you were beautiful just like an angel sent to earth purely to make him a stuttering fool in front of you.

You almost (key word there is almost lol) made him forget about the fluffy cow in front of him. You looked at him and smiled at his flustered expression at being caught staring, having such a cute man look at you like that made you blush too and look down, you spoke up again quickly trying to get his attention off of you, “you can pet him, you know, he's very friendly and loves the attention”.

Spencer was apprehensive at first, he didn't want to accidentally hurt her, he looked to his left to see if Penelope would do it first but she had found some baby ducklings following their mother and was taking pictures to send to Hotch because she said they were the ducklings and Hotch was the mother. 

“Here I can do it first” you said as you put your hand on top of Camille's  head and started to scratch, Spencer giggled when he saw Camille's reaction, you really weren't lying when you said he’d like it,.

Spencer slowly put his hand on Camille's head after being comforted by eeing you do it and after giving him an encouraging smile and head nod toward Camille. As soon as he touched her fur it felt like heaven, he started scratching  Camille with both hands, “she's so soft, its amazing” you milled at him, he looked adorable, “yeah she is, she's probably one of the softest here”. 

“Did you know cows have 32 teeth, they will chew about 50 times in a minute, making their jaws move about 40000 times a da.. sorry I didn't mean to start that”, you had enjoyed hearing his little fact he looked so happy telling it and it broke your heart a bit when his face fell when he stopped himself, “no no keep going I liked hearing it, and i think Camille did too”, Spencer smiled at the Camille comment and then looked at you to find any microexpretions that'd indicate you were lying but he found nothing but your genuine eyes and kind smile.

“Um well the main stomach of a cow, the rumen, holds up yo 50 gallons of food that has been partially digested.” he was about to keep going when  felt the fluffy cloud of heaven move away form him, “did I hurt her? I'm sorry I didn't mean to oh no she must hate me “,  you stopped him before he would make himself feel worse “hey hey no don't worry you did nothing wrong it’s just feeding time, she’ll be back in about half an hour”, Spencer was slightly embarrassed at his reaction, you just thought it was cute, “oh ok”. You both stood there for a minute not wanting to leave yet, just looking at the lovely cows being gathered so they could eat.

You were the first to speak up, “um penny said you liked horses”,  Spencer brightened up at that, “yes I really do, when I was younger I had a friend that had one and it was the most beautiful animal I'd ever seen, I spent most of that summer pretending I was a cowboy” he said smiling at the beloved memory, “well we happen to have horses here, we could go see them if you'd like”, “really?”, “yeah of course, they are my  personal favourite, I could ride them all day, you know if you'd like you could ride one”, Spencer's eyes nearly popped out of his head ,”really?”, “ yeah of course, you've got the boots for it”, spencer looked down admiring the boot Penelope had gifted him for his birthday. 

“Let me just get the saddles, give me a minute ok” you ran off to the barn leaving Spencer behind as he stared at your running figure, you were perfect, the farm was perfect, this was perfect.