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kairoot · 11 months ago

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confessions with ateez ˚⋆ ✦

⟢ pairing : ateez x reader ➖ genre : fluff, friends to lovers ➖ requested : no ➖ warnings : intimacy, kissing, reader is drunk for mingi’s hc

ss: confessing to ateez; telling them that you like them

🌿 — hongjoong.

is surprised

LIKE WHY ARE YOU SURPRISED YOURE LITERALLY THE KIM HONGJOONG OFC I WOULD LIKE YOU

attempts at suppressing his smile and giggles

fails

is definitely super shy afterwards (no nwjns 🗣️)

joong’s head was laid on your chest as you played with his disheveled brown strands. his arm was wrapped tightly around your waist, eyes low but not completely shut.

anyone who walked in would’ve thought the two of you were dating but the sad part was; you weren’t.

hongjoong normally came over and crashed at your place when he felt overworked or was super tired after schedules. you’d always invite him over so he wouldn’t have to stay in the studio while being tired but eventually he learned that overworking himself was never good.

you knew whenever he was drained. the way his eyes would droop or he’d just come in and flop onto your bed. it’s also why you began to make dinner for him so whenever he came over, he’d have something in his belly because, who knew when he was actually gonna go home?

others knew about the way you took care of hongjoong but never understood why you two haven’t dated.

and that was your biggest mistake because you liked hongjoong. perhaps even loved him. but you didn’t want him to know that. not until now, at least.

seeing him nearly every day and laughing with him or going on trips with him always made you happy. seeing him smile made your heart dance in your chest. you cared deeply about hongjoong on another level. but you never really told him because of how close you two have always been over the years. what if you ruined a good friendship?

but today was the day that you stopped worrying about that. hongjoong is an understanding person so what’s the worst that could happen other than him letting you down slowly? it’s become insufferable for you to keep in so much, so now is when you let loose.

taking in a breath, you softly call hongjoong’s name.

“joong?”

“hm?” his eyebrows raised slightly, eyes now closed but he was awake.

“can i.. can i tell you something?” you asked, softly placing your chin on his head. his arm shifted, pulling you closer and hugging you tighter.

“mhm, i’m listening, bub.” he responded quietly. your heart fluttered at the nickname, a small smile now growing on your face.

“okay, but promise you won’t get upset with me or something? or things won’t be awkward? and-“

he squeezed your hip, chuckling a bit, “spit it out, y/n.”

you took a moment to do so, taking in a few deep breaths.

“joong i.. like you. i have for a long time,” you began, a slight weight lifting off of your shoulders. the room was a bit silent before you continued.

“and i don’t know if you feel the same but i care about you. not just in a best friend way. it sounds cheesy but.. everything you do makes me smile. it makes me feel all fuzzy inside and i’m like, ‘wth is going on?’ but it’s because of you, joong.”

you swallowed hard, waiting for his response. it was silent moments before you heard a small giggle which confused you a bit.

“really? you like like me?” he asked, a big smile plastered on his face.

“i like like you.”

he finally looked up at you, eyes still low but he seemed to be more awake now. he blinked slowly, his eyes now staring into yours.

“i’ve been waiting for you to say that.”

🌿 — seonghwa.

is taken back

LIKE EXCUSE ME 😟

hand over his heart type of stunned

of course he likes you tew pookie 😜😘

he’s just like wait a minute this hottie likes me?? 🤔

you stood in the kitchen next to seonghwa, both of you laughing at each other.

“it’s not sweet enough, hwa!” you giggled, quickly stirring your cupcake batter. he laughed at the mess you made, sugar scattered on the dark countertop.

“i told you to add more sugar, you just don’t listen to me.” his laughter died down a bit.

the whole kitchen was a mess. each of you baked your own batch of cupcakes and obviously your batch wasn’t doing so well.

you both wore dark blue aprons, a small logo stitched on the right side.

seonghwa had bought the aprons for you both the week before, knowing that you’d probably have more days like this.

the two of you had flour and sugar covering your aprons and icing on your face. your side was a bit more messy but seonghwa thought it was cute.

everything you did was cute to him. the way you smiled or the way you got excited about certain things. you were just adorable.

he watched you from his side, not even realizing that he was almost in a trance. he smiled slightly at the way you hurriedly moved around the kitchen.

“can i try one of yours at least?” you turned to him, a pout on your face while your batter was pushed to the side.

hwa smiled once again, long strands moving as he nodded his head.

he grabbed one from the pan, handing it to you. you took a small bite, though some icing had still managed to mark your lip.

he noticed before you felt it, his finger coming to wipe it off. hwa didn’t even realize how close he was until he saw you looking up at him, frozen in place.

his face was a few inches away from yours, the only sound being breathing.

it was only moments before his plump lips were on yours, tasting the sweetness from the icing. the cupcake had been long forgotten, dropped on the floor somewhere as your arms came to wrap around his neck.

the bing crosby christmas album playing from the living room seemed to be slowed down as the two of you were in your own world, lost in each other’s grasp.

after what felt like forever, he pulled away out of breath. his eyes opening to look down at you again, blinking slowly.

“i’m assuming that kiss meant something to you?” you breathed out, playing with the strands that cascaded down to his neck.

he nodded, feeling a tad bit embarrassed from his sudden attack on your lips.

“i love you,” you confessed, finally letting the cat out of the box. “so much.”

“y-you love me? are you sure? i-“

to answer his questions and rambles, you pressed your lips on to his once again, making him melt in the kiss and giving him any other reassurance that he needed.

🌿 — yunho.

LITERALLY IS SO GIDDY

LIKE KICKINF HIS FEET AND GIGGLING TYPE OF GIDDY (on the inside of course)

but he wants to take things slow

he’s in no rush

you and yunho sat in the your room, studying together. papers were scattered across the bed as you both helped each other for your upcoming exam.

“but i think.. mr. kim isn’t really worried about how we got the answer. just if we know the correct one or not.” yunho said, skimming through his papers.

“no? of course he would care, why wouldn’t he?”

“cause the exam is multiple choice.” he snorted.

“i’m still showing my work.” you shrugged, going back to jotting down notes in your journal.

for a while, it was quiet until your mind began to wander. you looked over at yunho, seeing his brows furrowed a bit as he was focused on his writing. his lips parted slightly, mumbling things that would help him remember for the big test.

your gaze remained focused on him, studying his features. you knew it was frowned upon, but you did find your best friend attractive. not just his looks but his personality.

yunho was always nice to everyone he was around. even taking care of them in some type of way.

your crush on him had lasted longer than you could remember. but you confessing to him now seemed like a horrid idea seeing as he just ended a relationship a little more than 2 weeks ago.

ruining your friendship with him was not really something you had in mind but you wanted him to know how you felt even if it did mess up everything. there was just no way you could go the rest of your life without telling him.

“yunho?”

he looked up, humming in response.

“um, i don’t know how you’ll feel after i say this but,” you began to speak, clearing your throat. yunho had put his things down, his full attention on you.

“i.. i like you.” you said quietly, looking down.

“well, i like you too.” he smiled slightly, his hand coming to lightly brush against your cheek.

“no, yun. i like like you.” you sent him a sad smile, expecting him to walk right out on you. but he didn’t. he remained seated on the bed, his smile growing.

“i know. and i like like you too,” he giggled a bit. “we don’t have to rush into anything, though.”

“i don’t want you to rush anyway. you just left a relationship.” you tapped his arm playfully, the both of you now giggling.

🌿 — yeosang.

super shy pt2

does that :> smile

today, you decided to train with yeosang. seeing as though you had nothing better to do, you joined him at the gym.

you whistled jokingly as yeosang dropped the dumbbell he had in his hand, sweat drenching his face and arms.

he noticed the way you’d looked at him, a smug smile on your face.

“are you trying to flirt with me?” he tilted his head, laughing a bit.

“yes, is it working?”

he laughed again, shaking his head at you. he noticed that you’d been flirting with him all day, which wasn’t really like you but he didn’t think much about it.

but what he didn’t know or notice was that you were doing it on purpose. some of the flirting was jokes of course but some of it wasn’t. like when you asked if you could cook dinner for the two of you.

“y/n, you don’t even cook..” he grabbed a towel from his back, patting his neck. you sat next to him on the bench, scoffing.

“can i at least try for the man i love?” you mumbled, looking elsewhere.

yeosang did a double take, confused on whether he heard you right.

“what?” he turned back towards you, a puzzled expression on his face.

you shook your head, starting to get up and brush off the conversation.

he took hold of your wrist, pulling you back gently, “you love me?”

you mumbled a ‘maybe’, still avoiding his gaze. you honestly thought he would’ve been a bit weirded out but instead he laughed.

you looked up to see a pink tint covering his cheeks but not just from working out.

“i, uh, i do too. i love you too, i mean.” he wanted to give you more of a proper response so he gave you a peck on your cheek, feeling too flustered to kiss your lips.

🌿 — san.

you have no idea how relieved this man is

probably sighs out loud

another giggly/smiley one

chatting with san in the small cafe, you both shared smiles and memories in between your coffees.

san was telling a story from when you both met but you just couldn’t focus on what he was saying. you were way too distracted by his beauty to comprehend the words leaving his lips.

you loved everything about san. especially when he was passionate about something like the story he was telling. how he got so into it or how he smiled at the memories you made together.

“y/n?” his voice pulled you out of your trance, causing you to blink for the first time in 5 minutes.

“you okay, bubba?” he laughed a bit.

you nodded your head, your gaze anywhere but him now. the nickname he’d always called you, now gave you butterflies.

his brows furrowed in confusion as his finger came to move your chin so you were looking at him again. he gave you a questionable look, a look of concern washing over his face.

“y/n?”

“san, i like you.” you blurted out, hand coming up to cover your mouth as you seemed to surprise yourself. san’s eyes widened in surprise as well, a soft chuckle escaping him.

his smile was even wider as he let out a relieved sigh. he took both of your hands in his, kissing your knuckles.

“do you know how long i’ve waited to hear that?”

“how long?” you tilted your head slightly, sending him a small smile.

“way too long, sweetheart. way too long.”

🌿 — mingi.

he’s flustered 100%

probably doesn’t know what to say

you groaned as you stumbled into your apartment with mingi holding you up by the waist.

you flopped onto the couch, an arm outstretched towards him.

“i told you not to drink too much.” he giggled, coming to sit next to you.

you whined in protest, sitting up to prop yourself next to him.

“mingi, i love you,” you poked his cheek. “so much. i love you so much.”

he chuckled, moving your hand to your lap.

“i love you too.”

“no,” you draped your arms over his shoulders, your eyes halfway open. “i looove you.”

you placed two wet kisses to his cheek before he stopped you. his eyes were wide in surprise while his cheeks were painted with pink.

“y/n, stop.” he smiled a bit, moving away from you.

“why?” you whined, flopping yourself into his lap. “you don’t love me..”

“no, i do, princess. believe me, i do,” he shook his head, patting your leg as you were already headed to sleep. “you just won’t remember that in the morning.”

he placed a kiss on your forehead, picking you up to head upstairs. what he didn’t know was that you most definitely would remember that the next day.

🌿 — wooyoung.

very smug

but is lowkey like ‘🤭🤭’

even as your friend, wooyoung is very touchy. you’re both always cuddling or his hand is always placed on your waist, someway somehow.

so when he sees that you’re avoiding these things, like hugging him, he finds it a little weird.

“boo bear!” he flopped onto your couch, using one of the stupid nicknames that got you to laugh when you were mad at him. “whatcha doin’ ?”

you motioned toward the tv, flipping through different movies.

he looked at you for a moment, sighing in annoyance, “alright, seriously, what’s wrong?”

you didn’t respond at first, causing him to take the remote away from you.

“wooyoung!” you groan, reaching for the device that was hidden behind his back.

“what’s wrong?” he shifted his arm away from your grasp, ignoring your protests.

you sighed, sitting back in your seat. he waited for you to respond, the remote remaining behind his back until you did.

“i don’t think we should be friends anymore, woo.”

his heart sank at your words. where was this coming from? what did he do to make you feel that way?

but the truth is, it was you not him. over the time of you and woo’s friendship, you recently began to develop feelings for him. with everything he said and did, you found him attractive. you felt your feelings grow stronger everyday, but it eventually became unbearable.

“did i do something?” his brows now furrowed in concern. he turned toward you, grabbing one of your hands to hold on his.

“tell me, y/n and we can work it out together.”

you held your breath, looking down. wooyoung may be silly but he’s very understanding. so why were you so nervous?

“woo, i like you. but maybe we shouldn’t remain as friends because what happens if my feelings ruin what we have? what happens when you don’t like me back and everything is awkward?”

his eyebrows raised slightly as he smiled, “oh, honey. you don’t have to worry about me not having feelings for you.”

it took a few moments for you to realize what he said. before you could look up at him all the way, his lips were on yours.

🌿 — jongho.

keeps his cool

but is actually so relieved on the inside

like this man has loved you for SO LONG!!!??

the two of you laughed as you strolled through a near by park. your arm was linked with jongho’s, your excuse was because it was so cold.

you both conversed about different things or even walking in a comfortable silence at times.

eventually, you both came by a steep hill where the sun was setting. jongho set down a blanket he had brought along, patting it flat against the grass.

you both sat down next to each other, his arm coming to wrap around you. you looked out at the sunset, a soft small resting on your face.

“why’re you smiling so much?” jongho asked, chuckling softly. his hand stroking your arm.

“cause i get to see this with you.” you look up at him, indicating the pretty orange and pink splashes on the sky.

he looked into your eyes for a bit, taking in everything you said and did.

“i wouldn’t wanna see it with anyone else, jong,” you looked at him for a moment before leaning up to kiss the corner of his mouth. he breathed out as if he’d been holding his breath and waiting for you to say that.

“i love you.” you smiled. his other hand came to rest on your cheek as he pulled you in for a real kiss.

“not more than i love you.”

⟢ milan’s note: this kinda sucks booty cause i got sleepy while writing it but im writing for my pookies again !! <33

taglist: @haechansbbg @contyynishimura @sasfransisco @kgneptun @m1ko-xu

#kairoot #ateez #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez reactions #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #ateez x y/n #ateez x you #ateez headcanons #ateez scenarios #ateez fic #friends to lovers #ateez ff

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achromatophoric · 3 months ago

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Wednesday’s typewriter breaks. Enid googles how to fix it. Annnnd…go

Enid: So uh… what do you think?

Wednesday: It is remarkable.

Enid: Yeah??

Wednesday: I am not often impressed, mi lobita, yet here we are.

Enid: *claps* YAY!! We did it!

Wednesday: We?

Enid: Totally! It was a joint effort. Yoko had her uncle ship over spare parts, Eugene let me borrow his magnifying lenses, and Bianca even helped re-ink the ribbon.

Wednesday: The ink, is it from—

Enid: I gotchu, babe. Divi and Kent managed to find a giant squid when visiting family last weekend.

Wednesday: Hm. I am loath to admit that they are not entirely useless.

Enid: They being our friends.

Wednesday: Yes, well— thank you, Enid. Deeply, from the bottomless black of my rotten heart.

Enid: And?

Wednesday: And you may deliver my gratitude to our…

Wednesday: … friends.

Enid: You got it, babe!

Wednesday turns to inspect the repaired typewriter further.

Wednesday: *frowns* This is not the original platen.

Enid: Oh right! Don’t worry, you’ll have that one back in a couple days. Ajax said he knows a guy who can like— strip the old rubber and slap on a new coat.

Wednesday: I see. If that is the case, instruct him to not have the platen exorcised.

Enid: 😟

Enid: Um, Willa, why would anyone want to exorcise it?

Wednesday: Obviously because the platen is haunted.

Enid: 😨

Enid: Haunted by what?!

Wednesday: A wretched soul whose fate is to know only the relentless strike of every single letter, punctuation mark, and space that I have and will ever type.

Enid: Oh! That’s totes cool then. I’ll let him know.

— At that same moment in Ajax’s room, where the occupants are staring at an old typewriter feed roller. —

Haunted platen: Please! I’m sorry about the bug! Please, just let me go! PLEASE!!

Ajax: 😨

Kent: 😨

Ajax: Is it just me or uh, is this dank kinda strong?

Kent: Nah bruh, this shit’s cray.

Haunted platen: *hopeless wailing*

Ajax: 🤔

Kent: 😬

Ajax: Drown it out with video games?

Kent: Drown it out with video games.

Haunted platen: 😭

#blueisredandredisblue #answered asks #asks answered #incorrect wenclair #incorrect wednesday addams #incorrect wednesday quotes #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #ajax petropolus #kent wednesday #wenclair #incorrect quotes #wednesday netflix

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oddeyevibes · 1 year ago

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MK1 flirty Intros w/ Pro-Wrestler!Reader

(Featuring: Johnny Cage, Kung Lao, Raiden, Sindel, Kenshi)

Notes: Was lowkey basing reader off of Tina Armstrong from DOA. Reader and Johnny know each other because Reader’s success as a wrestler had them cameo in one of Johnny’s movies. One of Liu Kang’s champions.

Johnny Cage 🕶️

Johnny: Whatcha gonna do when Cageamania runs WILD on you?! 😎

Y/N: And this is why I didn’t come back for Ninja Mime 2 🙄

Johnny: I would love for you to be the Ms/Mr L/N to my Johnny Savage 🥴

Y/N: Why can’t you ask me out like a normal person? 😒

Johnny: How much for your championship belt?

Y/N: Come back when you survive Tommy the Hun. 😤

Y/N: You would NEVER last in MY ring, pretty boy. 🥱

Johnny: So you DO think I’m pretty. 😏

Y/N: Cage you have got to stop the wrestling puns.😒

Johnny: Don’t act like they’re not making you chuckle, tiger 🥴

Johnny: You know, I AM a bachelor again. 😏

Y/N: Hmm…but are you a suitable one? 🤔

Kung Lao 🎓

Kung Lao: My fighting prowess vs your circus act. 😏

Y/N: Lao have you ever been on the receiving end of a Crossface? 😤

Y/N: Are all farm boys as cute as you. 🥰

Kung Lao: *chuckles* No, I’m one of a kind. 😘

Kung Lao: I had heard wrestling was fake but that exploding barbed wire match was too brutal! 😨

Y/N: *laughs* Aww, look at you all worried. 🥰

Y/N: Y’know…I think I’d look good in your hat…and nothing else. 😉

Kung Lao: Hm?🤨….Oh!😐 Ohhhhh…😳

Kung Lao: After this match, you HAVE to meet Madam Bo! 😃

Y/N: Already taking me to meet your mother figure, are you? 😏

Y/N: Farm boy, huh? You must be good with your hands. 😏

Kung Lao: I’d like to think so.🥴

Raiden ⚡️

Y/N: My eyes are up here, Raiden. 🤭

Raiden: Yes!😳 I apologize!

Y/N: Y’know, I’m a sucker for farm boys.

Raiden: *tries to hide his blushing*

Raiden: It’s amazing how quick you initiate those holds.

Y/N: Thanks. I can show you a few if you want…privately of course.

Raiden: What did Madame Bo pull you aside for?🤨

Y/N: Oh you know…the usual…thinly veiled threats about what would happen if I broke your heart….maybe not so thin.

Kenshi🗡️

Kenshi: What do you see in Cage as a friend? 🤨

Y/N: He grows on you, trust me. ☺️

Kenshi: I’m not someone you should get involved with. 😔

Y/N: I know how to handle wise guys, Kenshi.

Y/N: I should’ve done more to protect you. 🥺

Kenshi: You cannot blame yourself for this, Y/N.

Kenshi: I caught one of your matches when you were in Japan. You’re technicality is impressive.

Y/N: Oh! 😯 Thank you! 😊

Kenshi: How did you get roped up into that Ninja Mime cameo?

Y/N: *groan* It was a favor to Cris.

Y/N: Sento doesn’t watch…does it?

Kenshi: I…..hadn’t thought of that.

Sindel 🔊

Sindel: Wrestling is a revered art form in Outworld. What about Earthrealm?

Y/N: Depends on your definition of revered. 😅

Sindel: Can you keep up?

Y/N: I won’t lose my breath, Empress.

Sindel: So already a champion? Interesting.

Y/N: Yeah, it’s not the same as Earthrealm champion but..yeah~🥰

Y/N: So Li Mei is…..👀

Sindel: *chuckles* it’s feels nice to have someone be jealous over me again. 🥰

Y/N: So how much work is there being a consort?

Sindel: About as much as being the Empress.

Y/N: Will Mileena and Kitana think this weird? 🥺

Sindel: They will come to love you, dearest. 🥰

#mortal kombat x reader #mk intros #Sindel x reader #Kenshi Takashi x reader #Raiden x reader #Johnny Cage x Reader #Kung Lao x reader #odd eye kombat

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drsbutmakeitspicy · 4 months ago

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More about this post of Lando sending Carlos pictures of Osco (Also Im relearning how to use tumblr so I hope this looks okay, also not betaread)

Lando: [Link]

Carlos: ?

Lando: Some nice pictures from today at the MTC 😉.

Carlos: hm.

Carlos: Why no one fixed his hair? Charlotte never allowed us to show up like that at.🤦‍♂️

Lando: Dunno man, maybe he is afraid of hair brushes.🥴

Carlos: He's an adult.

Lando: Lewis is afraid of onions.🤷

Carlos: I don't believe that. Anyway, tell your teammate to stop being lazy.👍

Lando: 🥱

Carlos: it's absolutely unacceptable to show up at work like that.

Lando: Okay 😶

Carlos: He knew it was one of those type of events right? McLaren would tell us a day or week before. How can he be that disrespectful with his team?

Lando: It's just a bed hair, mate. 🤔

Carlos: Lando you don't understand!! He doesn't care about the teams reputation? Does he need someone to teach him something so basic¿

Lando: are you okay? 🤨

*Carlos is typing*

Lando: You're taking too long, I get it mate. You want to run your fingers through his hair.🥱

Carlos: NO !!!😡

Carlos: I want to just fix it.

Lando: Same thing, mate.

Carlos: NO IT ISNT

Lando: Hm. I think he would be fine with it, as long as you're doing that while kissing him. 😌

Carlos:...

Lando: 🙂

Carlos: would he?

Lando: Idk mate, I never asked, maybe I should. I'll screenshot this and send it to him. 😘

Carlos: Lando I'm gonna block you.

*Lando took a screenshot*

Carlos: LANDO NORRIS

Carlos: DONT YOU DARE 😡

Carlos: I can see you're still Online you Muppet!!!

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Oscar: Hi, it's Oscar. 👋

Oscar: Lando sent me some screenshots.

Oscar: I'm absolutely horrible with keeping my hair, I am aware of that, I didn't hear my alarm that day and only had time to brush my teeth and put a hoodie on.

Carlos: Oh.

Carlos: I don't know what came over me, you don't need to explain yourself, I'm sorry. 🤦‍♂️

Oscar: But I do accept the offer. 👍

Carlos: What offer?

Oscar: ? Lando said you would like to teach me how to take proper care of my hair ? 😶

Carlos: Oh. hm I can help you with that.

Oscar: Ok, it's settled then, mate. You're in Monaco rn right? We can meet at <this place> later if you're free.

Carlos: The harbour?

Oscar: Yea, Mark is lending me his Yatch for the night. I think it would be nice, Lando gave me this idea some weeks ago.

Carlos: you're throwing a party?

Oscar: Nope. Just us, basically.

Carlos: So I can tell you how to take care of your hair¿?

Oscar: Oh shit, maybe I got things wrong, I thought uh, making out was also included.😬

Carlos: OH.

Carlos: It is, Yes.

Oscar: So, uh are you free? 7pm?

Carlos: 👍

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Carlos: Thanks.

Lando: 😛

Lando: Yatch date huh? Hot.🔥🔥🔥

*Carlos Blocked You*

#carcar #5581 #ficsicantfinish #thetxtfic

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ventique18 · 9 months ago

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~ Crowley Vignette Pt. 3 ~

After lunch, Crowley's GOT NOTHING TO DO because all the professors are at their classes, so he might as well go to Sam's TO KILL TIME.

???: "You don't gotta worry 'bout that!"

Crowley: "Hm? That voice..."

He's far away, but when he looks to that direction...

Grim: "Ain't no one noticin' a cut class or two. So let's go nap instead, nyahaha!"

Yuu: "Let's go back to class"

Then Crowley starts spewing to himself "To think that there are two rebels cutting classes in my school... Seriously, I cannot believe it!"

Then an entire gang of students swaggers to Grim and Yuu because they're gonna take over the bench to slack off. Grim doesn't relent; they got here first so finders keepers!

"MORE STUDENTS HAVE COME TO CUT CLASSES!"

It looks like a fight's about to break out. Just what kind of discipline is going on at his school?!

"HEY, YOU LOT! Shouldn't you be at class right now?!"

Grim panics so Yuu apologizes for him.

"After having witnessed such blatant disobedience, I'm inadvertently getting reeled in by a sincere apology..."

"Everyone, please get back to your classes. I would very much appreciate it if you were to study properly. Magic talent without hard work is not quite as sweet. While it's true that being born with a natural sense for it is important, it is the daily grind and experience that truly matters."

Then he asks if the students recall his speech earlier. Grim says it was boring as hell so he wasn't listening at all. The random Ignihyde students says "Same, same."

SO OUT OF DESPERATION, Crowley turns to Yuu and asks if they remember.

"Of course I remember." / "It was something about a grape tree, yeah?" IT WAS AN APPLE TREE.

The random Savanaclaw student cuts in and says he's noisy as hell. He's the Headmage, but it's not that they need to listen to him yeah?

Diasomnia Student: "Yeah. And it's not like we've ever seen the headmage perform any amazing magic. Even the housewardens don't give a crap about him..."

Savanaclaw Student: "What a loser. 'Kay, let's just ignore him!"

Crowley: "... Really, what troublesome kids."

Crowley: "It can't be helped then. Let me show you how important it is to thoroughly study magic."

"... For I am very kind! / WATASHI YASASHII NO DE!"

AND THEN HE WHIPS THEM AND LITERALLY TIES THEM TOGETHER DASHJKHKJADS

Crowley: "It is not a bind. This is the whip of love! Only a slightly tougher version."

The students panic, but the Diasomnia student claims that magic's flimsy and can be easily broken. ... Not?! What's going on? His magic doesn't do shit...

Crowley: "Why, of course. Am I not the Headmage of Night Raven College? This level of magic is naught but as simple as breathing."

He sighs and comments that these kids are underestimating him one too many times. It won't do that children who can't even gauge their own abilities are looking down on an educator like him.

"I simply had to make you understand your own immaturities."

"Go, go, Crowley go! Show them how much of a baby they are!"

Yuu: "Now's the perfect time to run away..."

Crowley: "And for you: Whip of Love! Gentle Ver.!"

And then both Grim and Yuu get captured!

Crowley soothes the struggling Grim by saying that he really has high expectations for both him and Yuu. He's certain that the two of them can change the future of this school. 🤔

"You can do that, can't you?"

Grim: "'Course. Just leave it to the great genius master Grim!"

Grim: "... So let me go already!"

Crowley: "Well then. Shall we take each of you to your respective classes?"

Grim: "What?! Tied up like this?! If the other guys saw me, I'd definitely never hear the end of it! Let me go! Let me go!"

Crowley: "As you are Night Raven College students, take this as a lesson opportunity to reflect upon."

"Because all of you are... my precious, precious apple trees."

#twisted wonderland #ventique rambles #dire crowley #twst grim #twst yuu

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papaya-twinks · 5 months ago

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kika!! love all your writing 💕 i have a req if you’re not too busy. how about oscar and former best friend reader. where they were part of the logan-oscar-yn friend group and oscar and yn were super close and they both liked each other. but then oscar starts dating lily, who is basically yn (yn is an engineer and stuff) also no hate to lily, just needed to choose someone, and then angst or fluff, ending is up to you! also, i’m thinking smau or written for this. sorry this is so damn long 😭 it’s hard to describe what i’m thinking 💀 have a great day!! ☺️

Warnings: angst, fluff

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

A/N - I’m using Lily Zneimer (no hate to her, she’s adorable), but in this, she needs to look like the reader, so, she doesn’t look like what he actually does, make her up as you feel if you get what I mean.

Oscar was very much in love with you - it was obvious to anyone and everyone except, well, you it seemed. “Mate, I’m tried of this,” Oscar groaned as Lando rubbed his face wearily. “Mate, tell her how you feel,” Lando said slowly, repeating the same phrase he’d been saying for the past ten minutes. “I can’t, I’m not ruining our friendship if she rejects me,” Oscar mumbled.

“I can’t do it for you, can I?” Lando sighed, “maybe she’s just oblivious,”. Oscar sighed, shaking his head. “More likely, she doesn’t feel the same way,”. Lando sighed, rubbing his cheek at his teammate. “Evidently, loving her is stopping you from loving anyone else,” Lando said, “if you don’t wanna ask her out and just pine for her, there’s not point,”.

Lando was right, staying there and just waiting as if a miracle would get you to suddenly fall in love with Oscar wasn’t gonna happen. Not in this world.“Y/N, I wanna introduce you to someone,” Oscar said, walking up behind you as you pulled your headphones off. You were sitting at the pit wall, going through some data, but you looked up, seeing your best friend.

“Alright,” you followed him as he lead you into the mass of engineers - to a girl. She was beautiful - quite similar looking to you, actually, wearing the same McLaren top and headphones. “Shes an engineer, and my girlfriend,” Oscar said, studying your face for a reaction. You had to physically refrain your face from dropping at the last word. Girlfriend.

Your best friend who’d never ever dated anyone, the one you had a huge crush on, was dating someone. “So?” Oscar asked, as if asking for approval. “Hi,” you said to her, “you’re very pretty,”. She nodded with a small blush - she was very gorgeous actually. That’s what made it hurt even more. “She’s the same as you, basically,” Oscar said. Wow. Ouch.

You nodded, before turning to go back to the pit wall, mumbling a ‘bye’ quickly and walking off. “I’ll finish this,” Lily gestured to the pile of work. In truth, Oscar didn’t really like Lily. He was effectively channelling his feelings for you into hurt. It was wrong, he knew that. He was leading her on, basically. But he couldn’t resist.

“Mate what have you done?” Lando asked, approaching Oscar as Lily walked away. “Hm? Nothing,” Oscar said, frowning to his teammate. “You’re dating Lily,” Lando said, “Oscar she’s exactly like Y/N,”. Oscar turned to Lando. “I’m doing what you said,” he said, a small scoff leaving his lips. “I didn’t say date Y/N’s duplicate!” Lando groaned, “mate, you’ve fucked it all up, haven’t you?”

Oscar snorted, walking away, but Lando’s words rang in his mind. You’ve fucked it all up. He had, hadn’t he? He’d gone and torn apart your potential feelings for him, if you had any, and dated someone who was just…you. If you did like him, in his mind, it would hurt, right? But dating you…there’s no man as terrified as the man who stands to lose you.

f1gossip

caption: Oscar Piastri seems to have a girlfriend, and research has been done to confirm she’s an engineer for McLaren, Lily Zneimer. Just like Y/N, it seems 🤔

user1: wtf, he’s just dating a y/n dupe

user2: this is bullshit wtf is he doing

user3: is he cheating on y/n

-> user4: they weren’t dating, they were best, but there was defo smthn more to it

-> user5: how did he miss the way she looked at him!?

user6: L move from Piastri.

You read the comments, all of them seemingly hacking. Your own feelings, before turns in your phone off. “Hey, you okay?” a voice said behind you. “I’m alright,” you turned to Lando, shrugging. “Met Lily, yet?” he asked. You nodded, slumming at his words slightly as you plastered a fake smile on your face.

“She’s just like you,” Lando said quietly. You nodded,d unsure of what to say as he started again, “worryingly like you, Y/N,”. You looked up at his words, cocking your head, slightly. “What does that mean?” you raised an eyebrow. “Figure it out,” Lando said, with a curt nod, before walking away, leaving you alone to think. “What the hell…?” you muttered.

“Mate, if you don’t fucking talk to her, I swear I’m gonna fucking…” Lando groaned as Oscar huffed. “I’m trying! What do I say? I’m dating your dupe?” Oscar rolled his eyes. “I don’t know! I’m playing full time therapist for both of you, and half time F1 driver, I’m done, Oscar!” Lando slammed his phone down. “Look,” he said, picking up once more. “Everyone says it’s a shit move,” he showed Oscar the countless posts about it.

“I just dump Lily? What if Y/N doesn’t wanna date me?? Oscar said, groaning. “Oh she does. Definitely,” Lando said. “Dump Lily after a week,” Oscar mumbled. “And you’re sure I should?” he asked weakly. “Positive,”. Oscar walked into the garage, seeing Y/N dupe Lily standing at her usual desk. “Need to tell to you,” he muttered as she frowned, looking up at him “I-I think we should…break up,” he added.

He raised an eyebrow at her expression, not in the slightest confused. “For Y/N?” she asked, a small smile on her face, “I know. I’ve seen how you look at her,”. He was moderately surprised at her reaction as he looked at her, eyes wide. “Just slide me Lando’s number,” she added with a laugh as Oscar chuckled.

“Y/N, Y/N,” Oscar said, grabbing your arm as you walked down the pitlane. “Oh, hi,” you said, voice monotone. “I broke up with Lily,” he looked almost proud, confusing you ever more. “Why?” you asked, weary still. “Just…I…” he trailed off, realising he needed to admit his feelings now. “Got you,” he mumbled.

“So you broke a girl’s heart for me?” you asked, tone almost condescending as he looked take aback. “No, no, she was okay with it,” he frowned, still holding onto your arm. “That’s likely,” you muttered, pulling your hand out of his grasp as he his eyebrows creased together further. “What are you doing?” Lando asked, almost sarcastically at Oscar.

“You dumped Lily…and just went and told her?” Lando scoffed as Oscar flushed. “Sorry I’m not a playboy,” he muttered as Lando rolled his eyes. “Listen, mate, you’ve done nothing but hurt her, why can’t you see that maybe you’re hurting her even more,” Lando gestured to you as you turned your head out of Oscar’s sight.

You stepped back from the Aussie, towards Lando as Oscar blinked. “How am I hurting her more..?” Oscar asked. “Go,” Lando said, pushing you softly back to the pit wall. “You just admitted you dated someone because she was just like Y/N,” Lando said slowly, “what can that insinuate? That, maybe, Y/n wasn’t good enough?”.

Oscar gulped at his words, his eyes wide. “She is, she’s good enough,” he said quietly. “Then tell her, for fucks’ sake! And maybe the play boy has good advice for once,” Lando muttered as Oscar looked at him sheepishly. “Listen mate, I didn’t mean to call-,” he started but Lando shook his head. “Shush, go to Y/N! Go!”.

Oscar nodded vigorously, jogging after you as you walked to the pit wall, mind clouded with thoughts. “Y/N!” Oscar said once more, making you slump slightly. “I just…I-I…” he gasped for breath for a second as you gazed at him, almost unimpressed. “I need to say…” he said. “I’ll wait,” you said, almost sarcastically as he panted.

After a few seconds, he looked up, gulping slightly. “I dated Lily coz I was afraid of asking you to date me and I didn’t know what to do, because I was scared I’d ruin out friendship by asking you out so I asked Lily out and-,” word, he sounded like a high school kid with a crush. “Oscar, stop talking,” you groaned, shaking your head.

The small squeak he let out when your lips connected to his was muffled slightly, his eyes wide before squeezing shut. “Now go give Lando a few hundred,” you snorted, “we owe him for the therapy,”.

#oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x y/n #oscar piastri x fem!reader #oscar Piastri imagines

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sfstranslations · 7 months ago

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how hard(?) would you say it is to translate? Ive been kinda curious about that, like does anything get lost in translation/ just not make that much sense without knowing the og language? or anything like that? 🤔

Hm, maybe 7 or 8 on a scale of 10? Though it can easily go higher at times, haha. (Always when Sung Hyunjae is in a scene because his name is a misspelling and it pisses me off.* This is a joke. Only half, though.) Basic word-by-word dictionary lookup is simple, which is why machine translators can do it well enough. But then you have to string all of it together in a sentence where you:

figure out and find a way to convey any difference in connotation between this specific chosen word and other words that mean the same thing (think the connotations of "regal" VS "royal" in English), and

do the same as above, but on a sentence-wide level translating the nuance of a particular grammar/sentence structure (thousand and one sentence endings in Korean, I swear -_-), and

make sure distinct character voices are retained or translated from the original Korean (think Song Taewon's stiff formality VS Han Yoojin's more casual speech VS Sung Hyunjae's middle-aged rich guy-type speech), and

make sure this sentence flows with the overall paragraph/chapter.

All those priorities have to be juggled throughout the chapter and add up to make it a fairly hard task. It definitely gets easier with practice once you're more familiar with the language (especially the nuance/connotation stuff), though, and I did get lucky in that my native language shares some aspects with Korean so the grammar is easier to intuitively grasp. Of course, I'm still learning, so I do have times I need to call in more experienced speakers for help.

(I definitely wouldn't say I'm good with the language period. Recently I've tentatively picked up a new novel—people following my personal blog will know which one—and it turns out I'm familiar with the way Geunseo talks and familiar with the vocabulary typical to dungeon fantasy novels, but kind of. Majorly hopeless when it comes to other stuff. The phrasing is juuust off enough that I keep getting tripped up and taking thrice as long to understand what's being said.)

There's definitely stuff that wouldn't make sense in English—certain idioms, cultural stuff, and all that, but that's why I try to localize wherever possible and add footnotes with relevant info/links if not. And there is stuff that gets lost in translation—you can look at the chapter titles from 302–307 for an example of that, where the joke is much more immediately obvious in Korean but had to be translated differently as chapter title VS in-chapter text messages and lost the clear parallel. I also remember being grumpy back during the virtual reality dungeon arc because Yoohyun would use 네놈 (ne-nom but typically pronounced ni-nom, a derogatory way to say "you", LMAO) towards Sigma and there was no concise way to get that across in English except having him be aggressive and direct. Especially since he isn't the type to swear by word of god, so I couldn't have him addressing him with "asshole" or "jerk" to convey it.

TL;DR: Fairly hard to translate, but gets easier with time, and there is stuff that's lost or difficult to understand, but I do what I can to make it understandable in English!

* Sung Hyunjae uses "ae" at the end, but that implies it's 성현재, which is wrong—the correct spelling is 성현제, which should be "Sung Hyunje". (If you wanted to go the full Revised Romanization route, it'd be Seong Hyeonje, but I've weathered my share of name changes and that's a step too far even for me.) I've been meaning to make a poll about changing it like with the Lauchitas spelling, but I keep forgetting.

#not update #ask #anonymous

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didishawn · 2 years ago

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Part 3 of the kylian fic please, can you make it longer too?

Thank youuuuuu

Number 7 on her back (Kylian Mbappe x Reader) smut

Warnings: smut, Jude and Jobe are still little shits

Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5

News travel fast throughout the parisian city, so as soon as you, Jude Bellingham's older sister, showed up wearing the number 7 to a PSG match, that one belonging to the one and only Kylian Mbappe, the news traveled fast, and once the match was over, thanks go's a PSG win, you had thousands of new followers and we're trending topic along missed calls of your brothers and a message from your mother that had your blood turning cold:

Having fun in Paris, hm? Your brother commented on this but I didn't believe him. You bet we are going to have a nice talk once you are back here, young lady

Paris isn't so bad, you think, maybe Kyky will let you stay with him forever.

You are lucky he sat you in a reserved area, not having to deal with the fans as you go down to meet him, waiting for him near the locker room as you heard the joyful screams and the sounds of celebration going on inside.

Your phone pings and you roll you eyes at the messages coming from your brothers:

Ugly Jude: hope you know you will have to be wearing my shirt to lots of matches after this

always saying you don't like the attention then you go wearing Kyky's shirt

by the way, my yellow is much prettier than that ugly blue

I don't know if I prefer you with him or with Erling🤔

Ugly Jobe: for this treason of going off with your boyfriend, you better bet I am telling mum lots of shit so she drags you home all the way from Paris

also, bring me a messi shirt, neymar too, not Kyky's, he can bring it himself so we can meet face to face

he is about to meet meet the jobe bellingham way of fighting if he wants my sister

Your answers are short to bother of them a: I am blocking you to Jude and a: we both know that you will be dragling yourself away after the first punch to Jobe

"Enjoyed the extra special seat?" he asks, mouth meeting yours in a short but sweet kiss, dumb smiles on both of your faces.

"Yeah, it was extra good for my photo to be all over the internet and my mum waiting for me back home to beat my ass"

"Well, no surprise everyone wants to see the gorgeous girl I somehow pulled"

"You talk as if you didn't know I had the biggest celebrity crush on you"

"Had?"

"Have, had, whatever sounds the best for you" he looks you up and down "Done checking me out?"

"I didn't think you would look so good in my shirt"

"Come on, this is not the first time you have seen me in it"

"I know, but seeing you in it again brings me back the memories, makes me want to repeat what happened again right now"

"That's not going to happen, enough scandals for one day"

"Damm, I though the headline: Kylian Mbappe and y/n Bellingham caught having wild, rewarding post-match sex after PSG's latest win"

"I will be giving you a reward, mister, but it surely won't be here"

"Your place of my place?"

"Seeing as in we are in Paris it will have to be your place"

The ride is fast, and as soon as the door closes his lips are on yours, tongue down your throat as he cups your face, no space in between you two.

He separates, looking you up and down, taking out his phone.

"What are you doing?"

He looks mischievous, a cheeky glint on his eye "One last scandal for the day"

He directs you to the window panels, telling you to pose, let everyone see how pretty you are, making everyone know the Kylian Mbappe is taken and at the same time maybe making your brothers a bit mad.

He posts the picture with the caotion: the best reward after a good match 😍😍😍, he tags you, posts it and throws the phone away, he will later see how much it blows up, you too put your phone on silence, knowing the little shits you share blood with will surely have a lot to say about this.

"Is it a bad moment to tell you Jobe wants a Messi and a Neymar shirt?"

"I will take care of it, but, what about me?"

"He says you have to directly give it to him so he can fight you"

"No, offense, but your brothers are two little shits"

"Believe me, I know"

He shakes his head, laughing beford once again turning serious, his hands around your waist, he picks you up and throws you to the couch, body instantly on yours and lips melting together.

His hands are clumsy, naughty and fast at what they do as they unbotton your jeans, one going inside and instantly having you moaning out as his skilled fingers tease you.

Tight circles are made on you clit and your hole is being touched but not filled as you want it to be, and you move along to fully undress you lower part -you know he likes his last name on your back, so you don't care about it.

You are grinding up into him, his boner against your tummy as you moan into each other's mouth.

Everything is so desperate, you have honestly never been into someone as much as you are into him, no one ever has made you feel as good as he does, knowing exactly what buttons to push to have you seeing stars.

You are basically tearing off his t-shirt, you want to admire him whole, he laughs but complies, then finally pushing in a finger but he knows it's not enough, having you used to the size of his cock, having you full of him and his cum.

His pants are off next, your legs around his waist as fingers continue teasing you, three inside, still not enough yet the loving touches being given to your clit have you squirming around, moaning loudly, you want him inside you, you can feel the weight of his member on you thigh.

You are begging him, he likes the sound of it, the sound of your moans and whines, the mouth of his name coming from you. He is not only teasing you, but also himself, if it were for him he would have fucked you back on the stadium, but he respects you way too much for that -but if you were to ever ask him to do it he would comply without a doubt.

His lips are on your neck, leaving a reminder amongst the others of how good he makes you feel, your sounds are a higher pitch, he knows you are close, and honestly the sounds are almost enough to have him cumming untouched.

But the man, as always the tease, stops.

He doesn't give you any time to complain though as he spins you around, having you and all fours for him, his surname and number on full display, it makes him possessive, proud, he loves it.

He reaches for his phone, ignoring the notifications as he snaps a picture, through glossy eyes you turn to him, confused.

"Don't worry, this one is for my eyes only"

The phone is thrown away once more, in his hands is his large cock, he jerks himself off, preparing for the heavenly heat your insides are as he grabs into you ass, enjoying the plush feeling of it, now do unmarked but by the time the night ends it won't be like that, of that you can be sure.

He lines un with your entrance, he doesn't waste any time, filling you up from the go, groaning at the tightness, the feeling will never be one he gets used to.

You face buriea into the couch, letting into it the loud sound of your moans and begs, it's all rough, animalistic, brutal, no time for doubt, he fucks you decisively, how you like it, his one true reward after a victory, the only one he will ever want from now on.

He is in control, he takes you as if he were in heat, moving you how he likes it -no complains from you-, as if you were his very own sex doll, alive to serve him and receive the inmense pleasure he gives you.

You play with your clit, his balls a harsh push against your ass, they are heavy, leaving the untarnished skin now red. Everything is so red, a way too fuck away the stress, a way to relieve yourselves even if there is nothing wrong going on, it's only but an excuse, even if there are no excuses needed when it comes to Kylian Mbappe fucking you.

He leans forward to have his lips biting into you neck, kissing your back, there is no space in between the two of you, you can feel the way both his abs and balls tighten up, he is close, so are you, cumming and reaching your own extasis, your juices wetting the couch, you would be embarrassed were it the first time this happens, but it's not.

He cums deeply inside you, making you so full of him, feeling as if you were to explode, and when he leaves your insides, he pushes everything inside, so you stay full, then kisses the red skin, a mini reward before the next round starts.

The night ends on his bed, you are cuddled into his chest, long asleep, as he scrolls through the comments on his post, a chuckle leaving him as he sees the ones left behind by your brothers.

judebellingham ew 🤢🤢🤢, please don't make me an uncle, tell her mum saw this and she is so gonna get it when she is back

jobebellingham @k.mbappe be prepared to fight me once you dare to step foot in our house

#kylian mbappe #mbappe imagine #mbappe x reader #mbappe psg #mbappe #psg #paris st. germain #france national team #france nt #football imagine #football player #jude bellingham

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ddejavvu · 1 year ago

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hey!! can i request for aaron hotchner? so one day, aaron saw this trend on tiktok where people make their partner choose between two papers and whatever paper they choose decides which they're gonna do or eat, and aaron wanted to do that with girlfriend!bau!reader because he loves spoiling you 🤭💞💘

so one day, he was standing in front of you with a handsome grin (just thinking about him grinning makes me so 🤭💞💕💘💝) and then he holds up two papers with his one hand while the other is holding his phone, recording your reaction, and he's like "honey, choose," and you started laughing when you realized what he's doing and you thought he's gonna prank you or something (maybe a continuation from the bereal request by the other anon, — which is a really good fic by the way 🤭💗— so the reader's thinking maybe this is his payback from the time when you did a trend and wiped his kiss 🤔) but you went with it and chose

but he really does just wants to spoil you!! so by the end of the day, it was super fluffy and you were spoiled by aaron, and both of you are happy. aaron loves nothing more than spoiling you, seeing you smiling and happy, especially because of him 🥺🥺💗💗

ohhhh you totally think he's just messing with you!!!!!! especially 'cause penelope definitely saw the tiktok you made with aaron about wiping away his kiss and she is so evil that she teased him about it!! right in the middle of the bullpen she teased him about how worried he was and hotch's grumpy face got all red and >:||||

so when he approches you with the camera and a big ol grin on his face ( i agree, his grin makes me 💞💞💞💞💞 ) you kinda giggle like aah revenge, hm? but the first little slip of paper you choose says 'donuts' and you're like.. omg donuts for breakfast. i must have picked the good one.. what's the other one?? and you snatch that one too to look at it and it says ice cream!! you just look up at him with these sweet shiny eyes that have his heart thumping a million miles per hour in his chest and you're like omg 💞💞💞🥹🥹🥹 really?? really aaron?? really?!?!?!!? 🥹🥹🥹💞💞💞

n he's like !! yes really !! mhm !! let's go get dooonuttsssss ☺️☺️☺️ !!! so he takes you in and you get two donuts, but you definitely split it with him, 'cause he just got a cup of black coffee because he is the most boring grumpy man on earth - you're feeding him little bites of the donut and he's getting all flustered and blushy and grinny aaaah

next is a shopping spree!! probably lets you choose between shopping malls on your next slips of paper, and then you're free to run rampant around whichever one you choose. there is no spending limit, but he won't let you just take his card, 'cause he wants to do the spoiling himself >:)) he heads to the cashier with a big hefty basket full of clothes or shoes or craft supplies or beauty products or candles or books or cookware or athletic gear or whatever you manage to stock up on at the various stores and lets you snuggle into his shoulder as he swipes his card ( daddy's got money >:))) ) and ofc he's your bagboy!! you can run around the mall grabbing more stuff from stores, he'll trail behind you and carry all of your bags :]

next is lunch, and you've got the option between your two favorite fast food places :')) it's only fast food though bc he wants to double task, he lets you choose between visiting an animal shelter and visiting a museum and he wants to drive while you eat. you end up picking the animal shelter, which is a relief because he knows you would have been disappointed to miss that even if you did enjoy the museum. he doesn't actually let you see what you picked this time, but he'll let you see the 'museum' one so that you can get just a liiiittle sad that you're not going there and then BAM. pulls up to the animal shelter and it all goes away.

you recognize the building, but there's a few little boutiques in the same parking lot so you turn to him like 🥺 aaron where r we going 🥺 trying not to get your hopes up bc you don't wanna pitch a fit if you think you're getting a pet and then you end up going clothes shopping again!! but he grins and leans over the center console to kiss you and he says 'we're going to the shelter, honey. penelope's on petsitting duty.' and !!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💞💞💞💞

you're sooo excited, you race inside and whether you choose to head to the dog section, the cat section, the bird section, the bunny section, or whatever else they've got, you are just sososososo happy to be there making new friends :'))) aaron watches as you win over a really shy, really scared puppy, or get the hissiest, scratchiest little cat to trust you, or manage to get a bunny to fall asleep right in your lap and the entire time he's just got this crazy fond adoring smile on his face :'))) he takes a million and one pictures, and tbh he's not trying but i bet he's got little critters crawling all over him too.. like he's trying to take a picture of you loving on a sweet pitbull you're petting and there's a little chihuahua worming her way under his arm and sniffing all excitedly in his ear 🥹🥹🥹 he laughs and kinda squirms away from her wet little nose but he def spends the rest of the time petting her and he might even bend his original plan a little if you want to take her home as well :')) aaron is def the man to pretend he does NOT want a dog and then two days later is moving his spot on the couch every hour as the sun moves through your living room so that she can always be sunbathing in his lap 💞💞

anyways i got on a tangent about hotch + puppies BUT !! afterwards ofc you need supplies for whatever pet(s) you've chosen, so you head over to the pet store and you get to spoil your new babies just like aaron has spoiled you all day :')) it takes a while, you need to be sure you're getting the right stuff/enough stuff to keep them well taken care of, and maybe you get a little overboard with the toys.. whatever.. but then you head back home for a bit to get them situated, get everything dog/cat/pet proofed, and then it's time for dinner!! he's a little sad bc if you had gone to the museum he was going to take you out for a nice dinner afterwards but since you're home with new pet(s) now and you don't want to leave them quite yet, he decides to let you choose between takeout places, but he's only sad 'cause he doesn't get to spoil you with an elegant dinner!! he's more than happy to curl up on the couch with some takeout containers and your new pet(s), if you'd gone the dog route he's probably all stern while they beg for a bite of his dinner like >:| no >:| and ofc he's sooo scary and intimidating so the dog listens to him right away but you're less scary and intimidating and the puppy can have some noodles if they want !!!!!!!

if you'd gone the cat route, your new kitty probably does not beg for food, they just take it <3 aaron goes hey! and you look up from the tv to see a little clawed paw swiping away a piece of his chicken >:)) this is the beginning of their feud they bicker all the time.

the birds and the bunnies (and probably whatever other animal you'd decided on) are easier to wrangle for dinnertime, but the night ends with you all snuggled up with aaron and (probably) your new pet(s), you're watching a movie on the couch and do not think about aaron and your new little puppy or kitty yawning in unison 🥺🥺 UGH you are just so happy and full of love for your wonderful man who looooves spoiling you, you definitely give his face a billion smooches and he gets all grinny and red and smiley when you do !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

if he posts the video as a tiktok (with penelope's help) no one lets him live it down, they're all teasing him about how whipped he is for you but atp he doesn't care !!!!!!! he's more focused on watching you watch the video and reliving the memories :')))

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner oneshot #aaron hotchner one-shot #aaron hotchner one shot #aaron hotchner headcanon #aaron hotchner headcanons #aaron hotchner hc #aaron hotchner hcs #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner dialogue #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction

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bonny-kookoo · 1 year ago

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i know when detective yoongi goes into heat mc's not going to be safe. 🫣🥵👀

Hmmm... 🤔

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When you wake up, you immediately sense somethings.. off about the detective.

He's barefoot, dressed comfortably rather than in his usual attire, hair a bit unkempt as he makes himself coffee at his small kitchenette. He's got his back turned towards you, and on his backside, there's a bump where you'd assume his tail might be hidden. It moves every now and then, so you're pretty sure that's what it is, underneath his sweater and cotton sweatpants.

"You're up." He comments as he looks over his shoulder a little, and your suspicions are confirmed with the way he seems a bit.. wary of you. "Dont worry. I've got good self-control." He simply says, noticing the way you seem to tense up for a moment, before he turns around. "Do you want breakfast? I can heat up my leftovers if you want them." The detective casually says, and you just hum an affirmative response.

He's clearly in his hybrid heat. So why does he seem so.. calm?

You can't help but have your interest peaked. He outright told you time and time again that basically, he could see himself get involved with you, so he must find you attractive in some way, no matter which one. So why is he so unaffected by you, neither when you're in heat, nor when he is?

And right now, you both are. Any other hybrid would be absolutely in no way capable of being this calm and collected about it.

Maybe he's just not as affected considering his situation. He didn't tell you what exactly his genetic mutation changed or altered specifically, apart from the things you can see, so there's really no telling. "You can ask, you now." He chuckles faintly, bringing a bowl of re-heated fried rice to the table, making you get up to walk closer.

You're still naturally wary of sitting down, so close to him at least. After all, he's sitting right next to you at the small kitchen table, around the corner.

"Are you.. like, not actually feeling anything?" You mumble, picking up your spoon to eat- never letting him out of sight. It's cute, in his opinion. And it also makes him rest easy to know that you're not easy prey to anyone once you both have to inevitably part ways again after everything's done.

"Oh, I am." He shakes his head, leaning back on his chair with crossed arms. He does this a lot around you. Like he's trying to shield himself from you, even though you're not doing anything. "Just.. not controlled by it."

"Huh.." you hum, eating your food. "So like-" you shove a big spoonful of food into your mouth, halfway chewing it. "-how short is your tail?" You ask him muffled, and he clicks his tongue before reaching out to flick a grain of stray rice from your lip.

"Dont eat and talk at the same time, brat." He mutters under his breath, getting up to fetch you a tissue as you sniker to yourself. You don't know why he's so amusing to you- this constant back and forth and contradicting caring behavior of him is just both hilarious and horribly endearing to you. He never acts like he doesn't care- he makes it clear at this point that he does, but something about the way he offers his kindness is just entertaining to witness.

Like he can't make up his mind if you're the biggest nuisance in his life, or the brightest addition to it.

"Answer my question-" You demand now after having swallowed, though you instantly lean back in your chair when he gets close, both arms on the backrest of it caging you in, face so close you can make out all the different specs of color in his brown cateyes.

"Since when do you call the shots in my own home, sweetheart?" He asks, and you swallow thickly- but not out of fear. Because maybe he's not that much up in his heat yet, but you very much still are- and just one more second and he's gonna know that you're very much affected by an action like this, mentally and physically. "Hm, thought so." He smirks, before finally leaving your personal bubble to wash his dishes a bit further away. Thankfully, his senses aren't probably that great.

"Oh, you might wanna go change in the bathroom." He calls out when he notices you're going to nap again after leaving your dishes for him to wash since he's busyung himself with his own right now.

"Huh? Why?" You ask a little annoyed. "I slept in this? It's no 'dirty daytime clothes', Mister Clean-freak-detective.." you mock, and he doesn't turn away from the sink as he shakes his head.

"Oh I know-" he tells you, turning off the water to dry his hands. "-and I know I said I'm not controlled by my hormones right now-" He continues, and your blood runs cold as he nonchalantly puts away the dishes he's dried. You can't see his face, but from the way he talks, you just know he's got a shit eating grin on his face.

"-But you must have a lot of faith in me, thinking I won't act out with that scent all over my bed you're sleeping in."

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #yoongi imagine #hybrid imagine #yoongi imagines #min yoongi imagines #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi imagine

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from-izzy · 1 year ago

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this summer... | tbz lee jaehyun | hyunjae

» PAIRING: tbz lee jaehyun x fem reader » TROPE/AU: don't think there's a trope for this one 🤔 established relationship au! » GENRE: summer break, holiday with friends, boyfie hyunjae, hyunjae's cute curly hair makes an appearance!, very fluffy patient hyunjae, very cute hyunjae, comforting and lovely hyunjae, summer holiday cause we all deserve to rest, maybe around...4/5 comfort level (in my standards!), hyunjae tucks your hair behind your ears, reader blushes because of boyfie hyunjae, long-haired reader who uses her hair to hide from hyunjae, standing infront of the mirror together as you both face your insecurities (hyunjae is also taller than you) » WORD COUNT: 6384 » ESTIMATED READING TIME: ~25 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): insecurities, weight and body image

repost for @deoboyznet's 📢❤️ first house event!

just went back and fixed up the grammar and writing mistakes (there were a lot, i don't know how i missed it 😭)

Summer holds a very soft, warm spot in your heart.

For one, it’s the way the season is conveniently placed in the middle of July to the end of August which is the best time to destress after almost half a year of studying your ass off.

Secondly, it’s the way that you would shout “cannonball!” whilst you and your friends linked hands and jumped into the backyard, outdoor swimming pool.

Thirdly, it’s the way that you can flexibly work your schedule for a short amount of time: waking up, sleeping whenever you want to, studying when you want to and hanging out with the same friends when you want to.

Fourthly, it’s the way that every single food tastes so much better in the sunny summer compared to other white winters, the sneezy spring and the awkward cold-but-not-too-cold autumn.

But it’s also the way that you met your boyfriend in this beautiful season two years ago when he transferred to your school, alongside the fact that he shyly (but confidently, at the same time) asked you to be his a year ago at your favourite beach. You remember the way his cheeks flush with surprise when he turns back upon Younghoon and Jacob’s mischievous giggles, telling him to turn back to see you stare at him in bewilderment. The truth was revealed later on that your friends plotted the confession, complaining about your blindness of the lovesick eyes that you both sent to each other yet doing nothing about it.

To celebrate your last high school summer break together, Jaehyun’s closest two friends, Younghoon and Jacob, would come together with your slightly bigger group to spend a little four-day, three-night getaway at Jeju Island.

All of you have been talking about this for ages and how it would be a fun treat for making it through the last decade of compulsory high school and to give an encouraging pump for the last half a year left before you all finally become adults and take your own pathways. You all saved money like crazy even when you all reached the budget that is needed (you never know what could happen!) and the exciting day finally starts off tomorrow with Jacob driving one car while Seoyoon drives the smaller 4-wheel drive. It’s a shame that they couldn’t find a single car for all six of them at a reasonable price but they are all thankful for the opportunity to even share these memories together.

“Are you all ready for tomorrow?” Your mum peaks in after she knocks on your bedroom door. She was just as excited as you are, seeing how much you worked so hard both at school and your efforts on saving money for the last three years, “Give this to Jaehyun for me as well.”

“Hm?” You took your eyes off your still messy luggage to see, what you assumed to be, a black leather jacket that was folded neatly with a red ribbon wrapped around it; don’t forget the simple small card with his name on it, slipped in the middle of the ribbon.

“It’s his birthday gift. It was his birthday recently, right?” Your mum’s considerate act made you smile brightly and you jumped up from your knees to give her a tight hug. With your arms around her neck and your neck on her shoulders, you squeal in happiness, “Okay, okay I get it, you love him very much.”

You jump, still in your mum’s arms with your head in the clouds as you picture your loving boyfriend that you will be able to spend time with nonstop for the next four days or so, “I really really do. He’s just so perfect, mum.”

“Yes, yes. I’ve heard this way too much. Now let go of me, child. You need to finish packing.” Your mum rolls her eyes playfully and you know there was a big smile plastered on her own face with the way her words were delivered so clearly.

“Okay, okay.” With a quick kiss on her cheek, your mum disappears to the other side of the door. You let out a sigh of happiness, putting Jaehyun’s gift next to your luggage as you imagined how cute, good, hot, handsom---

“Also,” You jump a bit, hands on your chest when your mum surprised you this time with no further notice of her presence, “stop stealing his clothes.” You just giggle guiltily as her uninteresting eyes direct themselves to your overfilled, messy closet, “One, you already have a lot. Two,” back to your giddy figure, “he’s going to go broke.”

The whole house was sleeping, recharging from their own personal tiring events from the day. You should probably be too as you’ve all planned quite an early morning to get the most out of your holiday together. Instead though, somewhere in the middle of your packing, you couldn’t help but call your boyfriend, “Can you…”

“Hm?” Jaehyun on the other side of the line was also about to call you earlier and his face lit up when your name popped up on his screen, the familiar and specific ringtone bouncing around his four walls excitedly, “What’s wrong?”

The both of them curled up in their own respective beds with hushed voices full of love and adoration. Their phones were near their own faces as they lay down on their side to face each other’s respective profile pictures on their phones. At first, they wanted to do a video call but Jaehyun adamantly refused as per experience, they would not be able to sleep until about an hour before they were supposed to wake up. As much as you both know that you (probably) shouldn’t be doing that during school times, sitting next to each other during recess and lunch, with your head resting on his shoulder and his on top of yours as you both tried desperately to recharge quickly for the next periods, you both concluded that those late night (early morning) talks have always been worth it.

“Can we just…not sleep tonight?” You offered, your cheeks red as you pulled your blanket further up your face to hide as if Jaehyun could see you over his phone, “And just talk?”

“You know we shouldn’t, bubs.” Jaehyun hums, whispering back to you softly, “Plus we will literally be together for four days.”

“Well,” You grumble, sighing out as you finally voice the rough mathematical sound in your head, “technically less because we won’t be in the same room and then after that, there will be toilet breaks and then we lose milliseconds when we blink our eyes and then we won’t be in the same car as well, which is a big deal and it’s ju---”

“Okay okay, so maybe it’s not for a full ninety-six hours.” Jaehyun’s amused chuckle made you softly smile again, closing your eyes to focus on his comforting voice, “But we should get to sleep now, hm? Let’s just keep the phone on, okay?”

“Ah! I forgot to tell you abou---”

“Bubs.” Jaehyun scolds you playfully. You could make out the grin on his face and the way his eyes form little crescent shapes as you just whine about not wanting to fall asleep yet, “Tell you what.”

“Hm?”

You make out the shuffles from the other side of the line, telling you that Jaehyun is getting into a more comfortable position. This made you kick your legs and squeal into the phone as you knew what he would say next. Jaehyun shakes his head at your obviously delighted response. He sits up on the bed, laying his back on the bed frame. With his phone on his lap, he continued to make his little ‘deal’, “I’ll sing and you sleep.”

“Fine.” You rolled your eyes but the tone of your voice gave away what you truly felt, “Night, Jae.”

“Goodnight, bubs.”

You woke up refreshed, the tune that Jaehyun sang to you last night replaying in your head. You forgot to charge your phone last night so when you said ‘good morning’ and didn’t receive a response back, you were worried that something happened to the other line. Quickly jumping out of bed to reach for your power bank and starting your phone up with a series of impatient ‘come on, come on’, you thought you could beat your boyfriend’s text first.

With a bear and a heart next to his name, your notification showed the ‘good morning, sleepyhead.’ and the ‘beat you to it first, bubs.’

You slap your forehead gently to scold yourself. Forgetting to charge your phone overnight during an overnight phone call isn’t new to you and you made a bet with Jaehyun that the next time it happens (which is, just then), you would be the first one to send him a ‘good morning’ text, beating his unbeatable strike of twenty-three.

“Well, that’s twenty-four now.” The heartwarming feeling spreads through your body again and the smallest things that Jaehyun did made you feel so loved that you felt that you were out of this world.

You plop back down on your bed, stretching your arms out to the ceiling with your phones in your hands as you watch the ‘ringing’ switch to a stopwatch to show the duration of the call, “You beat me.” Jaehyun chuckles through the speaker mode.

“Good morning to you too.” You see the request to turn the voice call into a video call and you pick it up immediately, “Ah, my girlfriend is so pretty in the morning.”

“Lee Jaehyun, stop.” You pull your hair over to hide your face, peeking through the gaps to see him blow a kiss at you. You blew one back, your cheeks still flaring red and warm, “If I look pretty then you’re a masterpiece.”

“As if.” With the new angle of the phone facing towards the ceiling, you observed the way that your boyfriend enters a new room, turning on the lights to start his morning routine. Jaehyun puts his phone against his bathroom mirror but due to his height and the lower table, you can no longer see his face. But you didn’t need to see his face to know what he was going to do.

Your regular morning and night phone calls served as a kind of ‘get ready for’ something together and it also allowed you both to become more comfortable with each other during your first stages of dating. When you were just friends, these calls weren’t regular and only happened when you both needed to get something off your chests, or maybe rant about a nightmare that you had and needed some comfort. When you both started dating, it naturally became a regular thing you both indulged in, spending hours studying or watching movies together at night and spending your morning hours together before you hung up when you both were back to each other physically.

So you knew very well what Jaehyun was going to do when he let out a loud exhale and plugged his hair straighter into the power plug on the wall where the phone was near, “Straightening your hair?” You didn’t ask this question often. Most of the time you asked is either because you both weren’t currently talking or were too busy in your morning routines.

“Yeah.” He lets out a loud exhale and you observe how his chest leans forward toward the mirror, presumably to take a better look at a part of his hair that is already straightened, "Just…" another sigh, "yeah."

You nod at his words. Turning over to lay on your stomach to be in a more comfortable position, you just watch Jaehyun's arms moving left to right, up and down as he readjusts his hair with the help of his mirror. The series of 'tsk' from the other side of the line made your heart clench and you couldn't help but reassure him, your chin resting on your arm, "I love your curly hair, Jae."

You know how much Jaehyun gets insecure about his natural hair sometimes. The very first time you saw it was when you arrived at Jaehyun's house really early when you both were only friends. He opened the door for you to wait inside but due to his nervousness about unexpectedly having you over and walking to school with you for the first time, he forgot to finish his morning routine.

You remember greeting him with a shy smile and 'good morning' and he didn't even get the chance to say it back because your eyes travelled up to the very different hairstyle he has compared to the one you see at school. No need to say, he shut the door on you and the whoosh of wind left you stunned at the front door for a while.

When he opened the door again, you sweetly smiled at him, complimenting the natural shape of his hair. His worries about you seeing him as different (and possibly in your eyes, ugly) all disappear when you offer to straighten his hair for him.

Lee Jaehyun was a tomato throughout it all, especially when you said you like boys with curly hair. Like, what was he even supposed to do with that information?

"R-Really?" You lift your chin, coming closer to the phone screen when Jaehyun's face comes into view, "I-I just…I look so ba---"

"You look gorgeous." You quickly interrupted and you relaxed when Jaehyun let out a genuine sigh of relief. You took note of how his smile grew and his eyes looked at you thankfully, "I promise."

He retrieves his phone back to his hand and places his now gleaming face in the middle of the screen, "Thank you." He blew a kiss to the screen and you returned the gesture back before finally starting your own morning routine before Seoyoon arrived.

It's only around thirty minutes later when Seoyoon texted her arrival and you scurried down the stairs with all your necessities chaotically, "I think I'll hang up now. Lyla will not let me live otherwise."

"Yep, even though she's the biggest contributor to our relationship." Jaehyun remarks, "See you soon, bubs."

"Love you, see you soon!"

You turned off your phone, pocketed it safely and dropped your luggage in the trunk of the car. Hopping in with an excited feeling, you were quickly attacked with your own words that you said a couple of minutes ago.

"Love you, see you soon!!" Lyla imitates you, a series of eyebrow wiggles and teasing smiles on her face when she turns her body over to face the back seat where you just groan and roll your eyes.

"Hey. You and Jacob aren't any better." Seoyeon defends you swiftly and you poke your tongue out at your now-defeated friend.

"They're so cute, it physically makes me sick." Your backseat partner, Sua comments.

You squint your eyes at her, "I'm not sure whether that's a compliment or not but I'll just accept it and move on." Seoyeon watches her best friend from the rearview mirror, nodding and clicking her tongue in approval while humming in thought, "What?"

"You and Jaehyun are perfect for each other indeed." Seoyoon starts the engine again, turning up the music to a desirable amount for the hour-long trip to the resort.

You blush at that, murmuring to yourself, "He's perfect for sure."

The holiday just started and it’s already so much better than you expected. While waiting for your gate to open, you pass Jaehyun’s gift from your mum, your boyfriend putting it on straight away despite the warm weather and sending a video message to your mum in gratitude. Lyla also planned a 'little' daily schedule for you all to follow the past few days. The later bloomers were not particularly happy with starting the day at nine and ending it at eleven on the same day and through choruses of opinions, she scrapped the idea and reduced the amount of group activities. You reassured your best friend that you would still do the main things that she wanted to do together and you were satisfied with the way she tackled you down on the bed in happiness.

Other than that, you all did an awesome job at finding this beach house. The location of the beach house is convenient and with the time of the year, a lot of night markets and activities were planned each day to celebrate the warm season. The area is filled with other couples and not so surprisingly other students who are enjoying their short freedom before they have to bury their whole bodies underneath a pile of books and practice exam papers.

“We’re finally here!” You all walked out and breathed the minty fresh air and salty sea as you stepped out of the airport, “This is so exciting!” Sua pulls both you and Seoyoon by the waist, squishing you three into a tight hug, “We’re going to have so much fun.”

You chuckle and affirm her words, “But let’s get the car first.”

Jacob points to the familiar plate numbers and along with Seoyoon, figures out the final arrangements, all the terms and conditions before finally attaining the keys from the person in charge.

“Can I---”

“No. You already spent like an hour with him on the flight.”

Sua gives you a deadpan look and Lyla pushes the girl lightly, “Just let her go. Jaehyun is looking at us with puppy eyes as well. Go with Jacob though, don’t want to see you two being all lovey-dovey.”

“Ew.” Sua throws her head back and jumps out of the hug, “You know what you both go in Jacob’s car. I’m going to go with Younghoon and Seoyoon.”

You took Lyla’s hand with your chin held high, teasing Sua’s look of grimace, “Not a problem with me.” As you were about to grab the handle of your wheel bag in another, Jaehyun ran to your side and beat you to it, giving you a quick kiss on your cheek.

His smirk grew at the way your cheeks grew red at the lingering feeling of his lips, “You weren’t giving me any attention.” Lyla squeals and runs away from you to hug her own boyfriend instead. Still frozen and shy at the unexpected act, you turned your head to the side with raised eyebrows, a gaped mouth and being absolutely speechless, Jaehyun shrugged innocently, “I was getting kind of lonely, bubs.”

“Lee Jaeh---”

Another kiss this time was given straight to your lips, muffling your complaints.

“Wha---”

Your internal body temperature is rising to be as hot as the summer heat and Jaehyun knew that he needed to cool you down or else you were probably going to murder him for making you so flustered in the middle of the walkway entrance of the airport door. He dips his head down once more to ghost over your plumper lips and before you can say anything else, his palms land softly on both sides of your waist, encasing you in his hold. His thumbs soothe down the sides of your body particularly along your ribs as you gasp from the delicate touch before he dives in to kiss you once more. Your own arms lift and you cross your wrists over on his nape, pulling him closer and responding to the kiss.

You felt nervous as you were out in public, tens of people just walking by or just standing around, but it all dissipated when you felt his breath on your lips. The kiss itself wasn’t heated like some of your other kisses with him but rather sweet and gentle. His lips would hug your lower lips before pulling away a little bit and hug your upper lip instead, relishing the way you would respond to him as a smile grew on both of your faces. He would do those little nudges and brushes with his nose on yours and you giggled as it meant that his playful self appeared to replace his flirty self.

“A bit jealous?” You asked him with your foreheads against each other.

“No.” Jaehyun smiles so widely when you both make eye contact, so much so that his cute little eye wrinkle smile makes its appearance, “A lot.”

That's how Jaehyun showed his love to you throughout the trip. It would also be holding hands whenever you both could, filling up your plate with more food whenever it got empty, making you walk on the inside of the walkway, dropping you off at your room door as if it wasn't just across and a little bit of a turn to his own room with the other boys, reminding you that you're beautiful and that he loves you every day.

Just.

You love this man. So much. With all your heart.

And Jaehyun knows that. From the way you would use your palm to block the side of his face due to the wind, to how you would give him the first bite of your ice cream, reminding him to put more sunscreen and applying it to his face every so often, to the way you sweetly kissed him on the lips as you both rested for the night.

He loves you. So much. With all his heart.

He managed to prove to you that every single day for the past two years you were friends, the past year and a half when he developed a crush on you, and the last year ever since you confessed your feelings to him back after him.

But you see, it's just unavoidable that you would still have those times alone when you would look at your body and feel self-conscious about it. You're human after all. It's normal to have a drop in confidence sometimes but the stereotype of girls in summer with their tanned skin, humongous sunglasses and revealing bikini got to you sometimes.

Your boyfriend is a godsend. It's no secret that girls would crush on him and the boys want to be him. I mean, with that kind heart, sexy brain (and body) and handsome visuals? Seriously, what did you do in your past life to receive this much love from a single person?

"You're not changing?"

Snapping out of your daze from your messy luggage, you could see your three friends all in their own choice of swimsuits and bikinis under their beach towels and robes. Seoyoon stares at you worriedly through her pink sunglasses.

"Um." You try your best to show a genuine smile, "I'll be there, just trying to swallow down that heavy lunch. You guys go on ahead."

You would be stupid if you thought they would believe that. Six years of friendship with a punt lie like that? Absolutely not. But they didn't question you further as you just bit your lower lip, feeling your confidence drop down once more. They know you just wanted to be alone after telling them that you felt sick and that you ate so much after lunch.

This is the part of summer that you hate.

As much as summer does hold a soft spot in your heart, sometimes the reminder that the sun is made out of fire literally made your head hot due to the overthinking that you always did somewhere along the way before you stepped into any type of swimsuit.

Deciding to succumb to your thoughts for a little bit, you sit down on the edge of the bed in defeat. You look out to see the sun's circumference not too far away from kissing the edge of the ocean and you could feel yourself starting to cry as you tried to push your dark thoughts away.

"Come on." You pleaded with yourself to pick up a swimsuit, any swimsuit, so that you can go meet with the others and watch the sunset together by the beach before you would all need to pack up and go back to reality tomorrow, "Please…" You whimper in desperation.

The balls of your feet step onto the side rail of the bed and you begin to sob, your arms wrapping your abdomen tightly in frustration. The water runs straight down from your eyelashes to your thighs and those droplets eventually make their own path from there as well.

You want to see the sunset as the beach water splashes and hugs your lower body. You want to see the sunset with your friends and your boyfriend together as you maybe do a little water fight against each other. You want to see the sky turn its bright colours to darker hues that signal younger children to turn their devices off and go to sleep.

You want to do all that so badly.

You released all your pent-up feelings through your tears and the cawing seagulls constantly reminded you that you were running out of time as the circle in the sky would eventually just sink and it would not stop or wait for anyone or anything. You managed to be in a swimsuit on the other previous days. So why now? When this whole little "let's see the sunset together in the water" was your idea. Why? Why why why---

You shouldn't have eaten so much in the last few days, feeling the difference in your stomach but also outside through your own eyes. So still with these burning thoughts and blurry vision, you just close your eyes, shove your hands into your suitcase, and take the first cold elastane fabric in your palms and change into it. Throughout your trip, you would plan your outfits with the help of the full body mirror that was placed behind the door, taking selfies with your friends as you all pulled funny faces together.

This is the only outfit that the mirror didn't see and the camera did not have save, and you didn’t think anything or anyone could change that. Quickly, you grab an oversized shirt, pulling it over your body to quickly realise that it's one of Jaehyun’s that you stole. You chuckle between your ragged gasps for air, sitting down on the bed again to continue your cries for a bit more. Before you can even hug your body once more, the knock on the door makes you whip your head backwards towards it.

"Bubs? Are you okay?"

You whimper at the familiar voice behind the door and you shake your head, not trusting your ability to answer verbally. Of course, the door isn't transparent and Jaehyun himself is only human too and understandably, your lack of response only makes him worry more.

"Hey…I'm going in alright?" The door clicks open with that and you hurriedly wipe any last bit of tears on your face, running your wet palms along the clothing that covers half of your thighs. You still couldn’t help your sniffles though and it was enough to have the smile on Jaehyun’s face and his soft steps to change quickly, “Hey, hey. What’s wrong?”

You only shook your head in response, your fists clenched the shirt in frustration as you began to drown in your own thoughts as well. Jaehyun kneels down in front of your downcasted head and if you looked up, you would be able to see the sad smile, the way his eyes gaze at you with patience and love. Carefully, his hand reaches out to your now-white fists. His fingers lay on the back of your palm while his palm lays on your knuckles, his thumb soothing the exposed sides of your pointer finger.

He made his presence to you with small, gentle steps from there: tucking your hair behind your ears, making a joke about how he thought he lost the shirt you were wearing, and letting out a harmonious chuckle when you responded to his joke. With time, he even manages to let your hands go off his now crinkled shirt, holding both your hands instead.

"I'm sorry." Is the first word you said when you broke the silence.

Pouting at that, Jaehyun leans forward to kiss your tired knuckles, "Don't be. You haven't done anything wrong."

"I have…" You whisper guiltily, "We missed the sunset right?"

"Hey, don't you think about that right now, okay?" He shakes his head at your worries, "That's not important. What's important is why you were crying alone and feeling sad about something."

"I'm just---" You sigh exasperatedly. Your eyes haven't met Jaehyun, just taking in the way your hands were between his. The changes in your physical appearance made you so weak and frustrated, "I just don't feel good about my body and you're literally so perfect and I just can't keep up with how perfect you ar---"

"Stop, don't say that about yourself." He lets go of your hands, scooting over and straightening his back. You close your eyes, sniffling once again as you feel your boyfriend's hands cup your cheek, lifting your messy face to him. He wipes the rest of the tears that escape from your eyes with his thumbs, leaning to press kisses on both your eyelids in an attempt to ground you back.

You open your eyes to see the love hearts that swirl around his eyes freely, the crease between his eyebrows and the somewhat serious face he has on.

"He's mad at me…" and you bit your lip to contain your assumptions to yourself, scared that Jaehyun would affirm it and want that could result, "Please don't leave me."

"I wo---"

"I'll make myself look better in every way possible, just please give me time."

"Bubs, what are you talking about?" Jaehyun shakes his head at your rant while his head tries to pick up the pieces together to make a sort of confusion, "You're perfect as you are. Don't ever change yourself for anyone. Including me."

"But those girls are so pretty, Jaehyun and you would look so much better with them. Or maybe with me if I was somewhere on their lev---"

"Please look at yourself the way that I see you through my eyes." It was soft, almost like a hush. But you catch the way his lips move when you go on a tangent and you stop yourself from going further.

Jaehyun stands up, making you stand up as well and brings you in for a hug, his hand behind your head and the other around your waist. You let out the rest of your tears on his chest, punching him lightly while your palm pushes your stomach in frustration.

Jaehyun doesn't care about your punches to his chest but he immediately catches your other hand, pulling it away to the side of your body. His hand wraps itself around your wrist tightly, stopping you from pulling it back, "You're gorgeous." His hold on your body tightens as he recites the words that you said to him a few days ago through the latest video chat you both had, "I promise."

"Jaehyun…"

"I don't care about other girls. Who cares about them? When I have such a gorgeous girlfriend inside and out and bonus for me, loves me for who I am?" Jaehyun puts a small distance between his chest and your face, gazing down at you and planting a kiss on your forehead, "Wait here for a bit?"

You nod at the question and he leaves to go to the bathroom. While he left, your eyes went back to the view outside the window and you could predict how much time had passed as the circumference of the sun started to really make contact with the ocean. The guilt settles in again and you curse yourself for ruining the last group event of the whole trip.

But before you could really drown in the darkness again, Jaehyun stumbles out of the bathroom and you gasp at his wet hair and the darker spots on his shirt due to the water. You walk over to him, your mouth moving in different shapes though no voice was heard.

Jaehyun chuckles at the way you retrieved a towel and laid it on top of his head, beginning to dry his brown hair with circular motions, "Thank you." He takes the towel with one hand, continuing the motions himself while his other arm snakes around your waist to pull you back to his chest.

You rest your chin on his left pectoral, observing the little curls of his hair starting to make its appearance and you smile fondly at how it would disappear underneath the towel and reappear again. When Jaehyun puts the towel around his neck, you couldn't help but reach out to play with one of his curls, trapping the strands between your thumb and pointer and gently tugging it, straightening the strand until the end, only for it to retract back to its formal shape.

"Having fun there?" Jaehyun comments when you do the same action to other strands of his hair. Slowly, a joyful smile comes to your face and he feels relieved at the pretty sight, "Come here for a second."

He led you to stand in front of the mirror and you immediately turned back to hug your boyfriend, scowling at how messy you looked, "I think I just saw a ghost." You complain, hiding your face in his chest.

"Oh?" Jaehyun gasps out dramatically, "What where? I hate ghosts but I'll protect you!" Just like before, he held you close with both of his fingers intertwining behind your back.

You both stayed like this for a moment longer. Jaehyun's heartbeat calms you down and you exhale in contentment at the way he starts to sway from side to side slightly. The familiar scent of your shampoo, unknown to you, makes him feel the same calmness as well as he faces his insecurity head-on through the mirror.

You took notice of how Jaehyun's body felt a bit tense compared to how it was with your last hug. From the lower side angle, you can see the way that his jaw tenses at the look that the mirror is giving him, gulping at his own reflection. Turning your body around to face the mirror, still within his hold, you ignore how much you hate your own reflection, staring at your boyfriend's eyes instead.

Too deep in his thought, you rest your forearms on top of his, this time your palms on top of his like how he did before, "Love your hair, Jae."

You can see the slight flinch when your voice pulls him back to reality. You blush when he dips his chin down to your shoulder, whispering his own words to your ears, "Love your body, bubs."

The mirror showed the couple's full body, including the parts of themselves that they each hated the most. But the mirror also showed the both of them together as they embraced and basked in each other's love, reminding the other that their insecurities were valid but that they still love the other the same way.

You realise that when Jaehyun washed out his hairspray, using a towel to dry his hair to make his natural hair come back instantly. You realised once again that Jaehyun is truly in love with you, so patient and so kind with your journey and the smile that grew on your lips which each realisation made Jaehyun blush and bury his face onto the crook of your neck.

You remind yourself internally at this moment, as you face yourself straight into the mirror, "I'm enough and I'm gorgeous." And the deep inhale of the cold but warming air that enters your lungs, untangles Jaehyun's hands and with no pressure, places itself on your clothed stomach. He presses a kiss on the underside of your jawline, whispering sweet nothings to you.

You turn your head to face him this time, not through the mirror, the tips of your noses together, your eyes closed and your mind at peace, "Thank you."

"No, thank you." A shake of his head and a kiss on your lips, "For loving me and treating me like I’m perfect."

“You’re perfect in my eyes.”

“Took the words right out of my mouth.”

You were able to watch the upper half of the sunset with your friends at the beach. Seoyoon, Lyla and Sua could see the tranquillity on your face and they looked at each other, sending nods, knowing that you were fine and doing okay now. Just as you wished, you were able to fully feel the salty water around your entire body, leaving the oversized shirt somewhere on the big volume of sand behind you.

All of you know that this trip was way better than you had expected. It would be a trip that you would talk about and look back on for the rest of your life. It's a summer memory that you will hold on to not only because all your hard work in your jobs paid off, or your first trip with all your friends and boyfriend without supervision, or how Jaehyun loves you dearly.

This summer taught you that you love the people in your life right now and how fast time goes by as you surround yourself with them.

This summer gave you confidence that you will be able to go back and study more when you're back and pursue whatever it is that you want.

This summer taught you that you're enough as you are and that you should be kinder towards every part of yourself, to treat your body for going through all the hardships that life has given you.

This summer also made you fall in love with Lee Jaehyun deeper and you are sure that your relationship will grow further and stronger from now on.

You can't wait for the new things you'll learn next summer but that's something for later. For now, as the sun continues to set further and you all run back to land to set up a group photo with the scene as the background, you envelop yourself within the bounds of Jaehyun's arms.

"Love you." You quickly kiss him before turning back around to pose for the camera.

"Love you more." He squishes in audibly before the camera snaps.

Oh, how you'll remember this summer.

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