#i am. so normal about jjk u guys

[fivehundredtwentyone]

Just as you eat when you're hungry, you could kill someone when you hate them

[beababoobies]

ME AGAIN!!! WITH A SAL X READER REQUEST (again) THIS TIME AIDJSJDH. a porn one at that !!!!

i need sal so bad its an actual problem

just like. imagine reader n the gang r havin a little sleepover. and reader is just so inconsolably turned on for some reason (maybe sal had his hand on their thigh when they watched a movie or smthin), so when everyone is asleep they asks sal to help them out :,,,) (his fingers r just so long n pretty,, they cant help but want them lol)

mayb he has to keep them quiet somehow, mayb covers their mouth/puts his fingers in their mouth to muffle them

hes so shy and nervous and awkward but he’s having the time of his life, watching the reader’s reactions. mayb he cant help but get himself off too, too enraptured by the way reader struggles to gasp and whine against his fingers

GOD DAMN.

would love if u wrote this mootie 🫶🏼🫶🏼 no pressure ofc ofc ofc !! (fem bodied reader pls if u dont mind <3!)

(i might write this too, i love my mind sometimes 🙏)

hey mootie!! Im giving you the fast pass because all the jjk stuff you repost got me into the series and I’m loving it, also cus you’re AMAZING! All characters are aged 20+ because this is based in chapter five of course, please do enjoy! :) (and for everyone waiting for their Hazbin requests to be filled - IT IS COMING! I am a busy woman.) 

Needy - Sal Fisher X Fem!Reader

words : 2k, warnings : SPICAYYYY!!, creampie, fingering, slightly public, needy!sal AND needy!reader, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys, c’mon), hold the moan trope

The entire gang had been having more sleepovers ever since Sal and Todd had found the new house. Larry was moving in so it was just the normal next step, and you loved coming over so much. More specifically to spend time with your boyfriend, but also just to feel like old times again. Even Ash came from the city every once and a while, and this was one of those days.

Since it was Larry’s last day living in the Apartments, you had all agreed to made the most out of that small basement apartment you had spent so much of your awkward teen years in. You had been doing all the same shit you used to all day - smoking in the treehouse, playing card games for hours. 

You and Sal huddled up around his old gamebuddy, playing the games Larry had kept long forgotten in the corners of his room, Larry and Ash painting on a shared canvas, chatting about life while Larry’s old metal mixtapes blasted in the background, and Todd and Neil cuddled up on the beanbag in the corner, occasionally joining in their conversation, but mostly just cuddled up and enjoying each others company. All of this was wonderful, nostalgic - even healing. 

That was all up until Sal quietly suggested you all watched an old horror movie, and you were all huddled together in the dark, you with Sal leaning on your shoulder on your right, and Ash on your left, giggling and nudging you like old times. Larry laid out casually on the floor in front of you all because of how shit his eyes were from years of refusing glasses. Which should’ve been fine.

In fact - it was fine. Until Sal decided it would be a wonderful idea to put his hand on your thigh. Your bare thigh, just below where your miniskirt started. And even that - even that, you could’ve survived with some unwanted heat in your panties. But no, the blue fucker jumped at one of the scenes, hand sliding up the inside of your thigh to accidentally drag your skirt up, his hand knocking against your warm core - hand rubbing up against your clothed clit as he pulled his hand away, and all you could do was pull your hand away from where it was sweetly brushing through Ashley’s hair like you used to do, straight to your face to hide the unbelievably needy whine you would’ve let out.

“you okay?” Ashley whispers softly, looking over to you and you just nod quickly, watching her go back to watching the movie before shooting Sal a venomous glance, which he avoids nervously, already feeling your stare of death shoot through the side of his head. You pierced your lips together, putting one leg over the other and squeezing your thighs firmly shut, Sal’s hand now comfortably resting much, much lower on your thigh. Practically on your calve, as he preferred not to die tonight. 

But that’s when it started, the unwanted slick already gently collecting in your panties, your mind running through all the things you wanted to do to him - what you wanted him to do to you. God, your mind was like a dog in heat. You couldn’t even bear to focus on the movie, sitting there, cautiously eyeing up your dead silent boyfriend. His shirt ridden up his stomach just oh-so-slightly from the way he was slouched back, soft happy trail of blue peeking out from under his shirt. God, what you would do to pull those stupid red torn up jeans down - not even fully - and ride him until he was shooting blanks and sobbing under you. 

That is how it went on for the rest of the movie. That is exactly how it went on when you all decided the sleeping plan. That is where your mind still was when you and Sal decided to take the pullout couch, Todd and Neil in Lisa’s old room, and Larry sleeping on his bed with Ashley on a cot on his floor. With the thinnest fucking walls known to man kind. You should know - you grew up with the same ones. 

Sal yawned as he laid next to you, mask placed softly on the table right beside the couch, as well as his glass eye floating in a cup, looking at you nervously as he pulled the covers up over himself too, gently wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into him from behind, expecting you to be asleep by now - you were a heavy sleeper, he was an insomniac. It worked out like that. Until he heard a soft, half-whine of a whisper come from you. 

“S-sal..” you mumbled softly, pressing yourself back against him, causing him to let out a soft whine of his own, hand around your waist flinching ever so softly. “P-please baby, need you so bad..” you mumbled out softly, turning around to face him, seeing the needy tears in your eyes had him melting as well, piercing his lips together as he grips softly at your side.

“N-no, you know how thin these walls are - I’m sorry about earlier, but..” he says nervously as he watches you whine and writhe softly, pressing yourself up against him, one hand on his chest. That’s when you decide to make the move, grabbing his hand and moving to in-between your legs so he can feel how absolutely soaked through your panties are, causing him to experimentally run his fingers over them, biting down on his scarred lip so hard he’s concerned it might bleed. You can’t help a choked whine and a buck of your hips against his hand at that, looking up at him with those needy eyes. Fuck. 

He doesn’t say a word as he puts two shaky fingers to your lips, and you wrap your mouth around them without question, twirling your tongue around them and sucking on them like your life depended on it, all while he shakily pulled you panties to the side, prodding his fingers at your soaked hole, a quiet ‘fuck.’ Escaping his mouth when he slides one in with ease, feeling the vibrations around his fingers as you whine. “G-gotta be quiet, please - we h have to be quiet..” he mumbles out messily as he feels his cock throb to life in his sleep shorts, smearing precum across his thigh when he feels your cunt clench needily around his fingers.

He lets out a sigh of relief when you quickly nod at him, squeezing your eyes shut as he slowly starts to curl his long fingers inside of you, the obscene squealing noise making him whimper softly, hips accidentally bucking softly against your thigh as his cock tries to find some sort of friction - daydreaming about how easily he could slip inside you right now with how wet you are - how you would feel around his cock, velvety walks clenching around him and providing him that oh so delicious friction he was searching for. 

His thumb moves to gently circle your clit as you start to find a slow grinding rhythm against his hand, practically riding his fingers as he finds that delicious spongy spot on your walls and pushes his fingers up against it, causing your cunt to give another urgent and needy clench, more slick falling into his palm, making a mess as he tries his best not to whine himself.

The slippery sounds of friction, the feeling of your thigh twitching pressed up right against his own throbbing problem, or the way his fingertips are pressing up against the entrance to your throat, the way his other fingertips are pressed up against your velvety walls. It’s driving him beyond insane, to the point he’s thinking he might cum in his sleep shorts if it continues this way. And he didn’t bring an extra pair - and it would just be a waste if he didn’t cum inside of you - not while you were practically begging for it.  

“B-baby.” He whines out, catching your attention for a second, tears of pleasure falling softly down your face as your hips still, whining against his hand from the way you stopped while being so close - it was beyond downright embarrassing how quickly you were about to cum, and you were honestly glad he stopped you. “C-can i please put it in? J-just the tip, please baby, ‘s so sensitive. Need you so bad.” He whines quietly and softly, pressing his hard on against your thigh to back up his own statement, whining softly again. “Just wann’ cum inside you, please…” he whispers, watching you nod eagerly.

Pulling his fingers out of you with an obscenely wet pop, pulling your soaked panties to the side and he lets out an erotic sigh pressing his face into the crook of your neck as he pulled his shorts down, cock slapping to attention against his abdomen, precum beading from the sensitive tip as he shakily pulled your hips up, grabbing the base of his cock and gently rubbing it against your entrance, and you could hear how wet you were when he moved his tip to part your drenched lips and drag through them, whining into the crook of your neck as you grabbed his shoulders, brain fuzzy with the way his hot tip felt rubbing against your clit, sticky with your own slick. 

He bit down hard on your shoulder as his tip popped past the tight ring of muscles of your entrance, desperately rutting against you, trying not to whine or let slip how good it felt to be inside you - the way your hot, heady slick insides felt like they were trying to pull him in deeper. His hand cupped your mouth quickly, stopping you from making a sound as he gently pushed himself further inside you, feeling you grip tightly at his shoulders, nails digging into his flesh as he broke his promise, pushing his cock inside of you, inch by desperate inch, trying not to slam his entire cock into you at once - which was unbelievably hard, considering how wet you were, and how desperate he was - his tip prodded at your cervix, making you jerk forward, groaning against the palm of his hand.

He rutted into you desperately, not daring to thrust properly, letting everyone else hear how wet and desperate you were, or even worse, how even needier he was for you, the head of his cock bumping against your sweet spot, the only sound in the air being the quiet sounds of your muffled whines, and the quiet rustling of sheets as he ground into you, abdomen rubbing against your clit as he did so, bringing you to the edge so much faster than you ever expected, cunt clenching around him, the sign that you were about to cum. He just nodded into the nape of your neck, hips refusing to stop. 

“m-me too, fuck, me too, me too ‘m gonna cum, ‘s too tight, ‘s so warm.” He half whines, half whispers right into your neck as he detaches his teeth from your shoulder for a second, before hurriedly latching them back onto your neck as you feel his cock violently twitch inside you, whining desperately into his hand as you felt yourself start to cum, cunt clenching around him desperately, slick flooding from you and creating an obscene squelching between you two as you spasmed and arched under him. 

He groaned into your neck as he quickly pulled his face from your neck, smashing his lips desperately against yours, muffling his own groans as he pushes himself as deep into you as he can go, cumming hot ropes into you as he stills, thighs twitching as he pulls his mouth from you, both of you panting and catching your breaths, feeling the warm liquid pool out of you and spill onto Sal’s abdomen as he lets out a small and raspy chuckle, still catching his breath.

 “You’re going to be the fucking death of me.” 

[pupkashi]

the jjk men flirting

including gojo satoru, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, itadori yuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuta, fushiguro toji

a/n: hi hi ! back after a while with these flirting hcs :] i hope they aren’t too ooc i tried to make them fit but i do not know the first thing about flirting I’m sorry I’m not a player </3

masterlist

— gojo satoru !

everyone says he’s so flirty and so smooth w it and I’m not saying i disagree but i am saying when he realizes he has actual real feelings for someone his rizz goes out the window

he starts second guessing all his pick up lines and all his flirting tactics

does not know how to act around you anymore because you don’t want someone who never takes things seriously so he has to be more serious, right?

where he would usually make a joke he tries to be more serious

when he doesn’t laugh at your “that’s what she said” joke you get a little suspicious, worried that something was wrong with him

gojo only grew more flustered when you looked at him with concerned eyes and voice as sweet as honey

starts to go back to normal when you tell him you miss his usual self, back making jokes and flirty remarks your way

“y/n have you always looked so beautiful during sunset?” “you like coffee? that’s crazy i do too! how about we go on a coffee date”

when you don’t pick up the hint he grows a bit frustrated, trying to hang out with you alone more, his flirty remarks are out the window and he’s just telling you how he feels at that point

“if you wear that outfit again i might just ask you to be mine” “very funny satoru” (he wants to rip his hair out)

— nanami kento !

makes you swoon so fucking easily it’s embarrassing

absolute dream of a man everyone wants him but he wants you so bad he’s running around town finding the best florist to buy you a bouquet of your favorite flowers only to hand them to you later and say “i saw them on my way here so i thought why not”

will start getting you small things, picks you flowers from the side of the road or sidewalk, if you guys walk together he’ll give them to you then and there

constantly compliments you, “you looks so pretty like that,” “your hair looks nice styled this way”

notices small things about you and points them out, knows when you get your eyebrows done or a small haircut

it’s pretty obvious when he flirts because he is just straight up smiling at you calling you pretty and asking you on a date but in the most subtle charming way possible

finds himself staring at you an unhealthy amount of times, finds your mannerisms so heart warming

will pick up your hobbies so you could spend time together or have someone to talk about it to

he’ll offer to cook for you and invites you to his apartment often for any small thing,,, “i lost my tv remote and i can’t find it, do you wanna come help? I’ll buy you dinner”

he is just so fucking charming and such a gentleman because he wants you so bad and he’s determined to win your heart over no matter how long it take

— fushiguro mergumi !

so awkward and endearing it hurts your heart

he’ll scowl less around you, smiling at any small comments you make and occasionally chuckling at your bad jokes

does not know how to approach you at all, he’ll opt to just trying to be around you in hopes of getting you alone to talk to just you and not the others

“so i was thinking maybe we could go eat somewhere, together?” his smile was small and his cheeks were pink as you smiled back at him, “I’d love that!” you replied, about to speak up again but you were interrupted by yuji’s arm wrapping around your shoulder

“we’re gonna go out to eat? I’ll tell kugasaki!” neither of you could stop your pink haired friend before he was off to tell nobara, megumi would frown but you’d nudge him, offering a sympathetic smile and squeezing his arm

will make you a playlist with his music ke ‘songs that remind me of u’ or music he thinks you’d like (makes sure to put a good amount of love songs so that maybe you’d get the hint)

he’ll watch your favorite shows or movies without you knowing so next time you bring it up he can talk to you about it

memorizes all your favorite things you say in passing, when the opportunity arises he’ll make it known that yeah, he remembered what your favorite starburst flavor was and yeah he bought a pack and saved all of your favorites to give to you the next day

will probably harbor a crush for a while before he gives up on his own methods and begrudgingly asks gojo how to flirt

gojo will smile at him, tell him he’s doing fine and send him on his merry way because although megumi doesn’t notice the way you check yourself in your camera when megumi walks over, or the way you giggle at his every word, gojo certainly does

— itadori yuji !

absolute angel of a boy

will do absolutely every cliche thing when he has a crush on someone

buys you lunch, shares headphones with you, walks you home, texts you late at night funny videos or memes, calls you for hours on end, tells you terrible jokes

he’d probably blush a bit anytime you’re sitting next to him because he can almost feel the heat radiating off you and it’s driving him insane

he’ll try his best to flirt but just comes off as a little insane, so he sticks to being himself and hoping making you laugh is enough to win your heart

when he compliments you his cheeks get soooo rosy and he fumbles over his words, sometimes he’ll fidget with his fingers and he just looks so cute how can you not graciously accept the compliment

always includes you in activities even in times where you have no reason to be there

“fushiguro and i were gonna go play some volleyball with the other guys you wanna come?” “i have never touched a volleyball in my life” “great! I’ll save you a spot on the team”

he just wants to spend time with you !! how can you say no to him ?? (his team won solely because his athletic prowess overshadowed your terrible serves)

won’t brush his feelings off, he knows he likes you and he’s not gonna try and hide it (to an extent) especially not when he wants you to know he likes you so that you can make a move if you’re comfortable with it

in the meantime he’ll continue to spend his nights on FaceTime with you, making you giggle, buying you lunch and sharing headphones (wired ones he bought after he ‘lost’ his Bluetooth ones) with you on late night walks together, blushing and grinning when your hands brushed against one another

— inumaki toge !

the fucking cutest little menace

at first is a little shy, grins so much when you talk to him and is always keeping an eye out for you wherever he is

is so so so sweet but also such a little shit about it 😭😭😭😭

the kind to tell you he knows a really nice place where they make you’re favorite meal but the only way he’ll tell you where it’s at is if you go with him

finds anyway possible to make you blush !!!!!!

“i really like your sweater inumaki” “salmon?” you nod with a small smile, there’s a small smirk on his face before he’s taking it off, the white t shirt underneath riding up along with it, his toned abdomen flashing before your eyes and your cheeks are burning

it doesn’t go unnoticed by the cursed speech user, a smirk on his face, he places the sweater if your hand, before promptly signing “it’ll look better on you anyway”

if you keep denying it despite very obviously wanting to take it he’ll lean in a little, press the sweater a little more into your hands and mumble “take the sweater” his eyes glimmering and you can’t even be upset that he used his cursed speech on you

likes being close to you as much as he can, will spend hours on end listening to you talk, pays so much attention to every word that leaves your mouth, he hangs on your every word

he isnt beyond using his cursed speech to get people to move just so he can sit next to you, even his poor yuta isn’t safe from his friend when it comes to you (he’s too enamored by you, can he really be blamed :(()

shows his feelings in every possible way: getting you things you like, spending time with you, enjoying your hobbies/interests, cheesy pickup lines, teasing you relentlessly

the kind of flirt that makes you blush and squeak telling him to stop but you secretly hope he doesn’t because it’s making you fall more and more for him

“toge are wearing shorts underneath your shorts?” “you’re checking me out a little too hard y/n, why are you noticing that” your face would flush as you tried to scramble for an excuse and the sorcerer will only sit back and have a lazy grin on his face

such a menace but he’s sure to balance the teasing out with endless showers of compliments to make you blush and hours on end of time spent together hoping that you’ll fall as hard as he is <3

— okkotsu yuta !

so sweet and shy and has no idea how to flirt so he immediately googles it

reads something about longing stares and thoughtful questions so he rolls with it, locking his phone and walking up to you

“hi y/n” he smiles, you grin back and return the greeting, “are there more doors or wheels in the world?” he looks at you, trying his best to imitate the guy in the picture he saw but is only met with a confused expression on your face, “are you gonna throw up on me or something?”

yuta never trusted google again

sticks to what toge and the others have told him about just being himself and trying to spend time with you

would walk you home or go with you places you didn’t wanna go alone (that’s how he got roped into going to the mall an entire day)

will help you with tasks you struggle with, let’s you know of things he thinks you might like, texts you often and loves to FaceTime you !!!

will absolutely hit you with the “i didn’t really understand this thing, do you think you could help me with it?”

laughs at all your jokes no matter how terrible and blushes when you talk to him

isn’t very straightforward with his flirting, everything is very subtle because he isn’t sure how to approach you about something this serious so he decides to just let you figure it out on your own

will compliment you but not too often because he doesn’t wanna seem weird, tells you he loves being around you and spending time with you

just a shy boy who is so tooth achingly sweet and wants to do his best to flirt and try to gain your affection (spoiler he’s had it since the first day you spoke to each other)

— fushiguro toji !

so crass it almost hurts

doesn’t flirt as much as he just smirks at you says suggestive things accompanied by a wink

“you look great in that dress, can’t help but wonder how it’d look on my floor” your face burns and the intensity of his stare is too much and you can only giggle and look away, toji towers over you and he loves using that to his advantage

will lean against the wall when listening to you talk, his head cocked to the side and a small smile on his face, his arms are crossed and his biceps and slightly flexed

flirting comes very easy to him, and he loves making you blush with the terrible pickup lines that work because of how attractive he is, always smiling when you look down because you can’t bear to look him in the eyes

calls you nicknames like “sweet thing” or “doll face” and he loves how you react each and every time

makes an effort to actually get to know you, asks about what you like and pays attention, bringing it up again after a while

will absolutely try to hide any softness behind his compliments and actions, covering it up with a crude joke or a sexually suggestive comment

will drive you around to wherever it is you wanna go and secretly hopes you’ll ask him to tag along so he can spend time with you (he will never admit to this even if you date)

is more touchy with you when hes flirting, will place a hand on your wait or back when you’re walking together, grabs your hand/wrist to follow him even when there’s not a crowd around

he’s just so hot and sexy he doesn’t really have to flirt let’s be real here yall

[depresssant]

MASTERLIST

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hey guys. welcome to my shitty page on tumblr. my name is emmy and my user is depresssant. i go on the same user on wattpad so go check it out if yall wanna read some books. i'm pretty new to tumblr which is why i dont do any of that cool and fancy shit other blogs do so bear with me 😭

my main ask and request rules are the general "NO" phobias like trans, religious, homo, etc. i'll literally write about nearly anything⏤original and fandom. i will ask that you be a bit specific for what you want or tell me i can go in whatever direction if you don't necessarily know what you want. i mainly do fem reader but i am open to male, gn, and non binary. and that's pretty much it

my current fandoms are genshin, mha, jjk (NANAMI MY BELOVED GET BEHIND ME I'LL PROTECT YOU), original stories, the boys, avatar the last airbender, marvel, dc, ARCANE, dune, aot, black butler, demon slayer, and more to come

yandere is TO NOT be romanticized. these types of ppl r ILL and need help, so if you know someone or r personally going thru this, find help!!!!! this behavior is not normal, and is traumatizing asf. also, if u happen to come across an account that romanticizes yands, pedos, grape, and etc, hit that report button like ur life depends on it!!!!

JJK :

⏤ addiction (yan gojo)

⏤ rich boy gojo hcs

⏤ yan!gojo with 'american wedding' inspo idk 😭

⏤ yan!geto with ex!friend!reader

⏤ (not yan btw just angst) reader with unrequited love for gojo

⏤ persephone!geto x hades!reader

⏤ santa maria aquamarine (yan gojo)

BATVERSE :

⏤ platonic!yan!batfam, “shades of cool” : pt l, pt ll,

MHA :

⏤ venom!reader fanfic promo

RANTS :

⏤ mei mei and mahito fans scare me

ORIGINAL STUFF IDK :

⏤ The Villainess and The Madmen : (Ch1),

guys ik it's looking rlly bleak right now but we gotta weather thru the storm 😭

[imraespace]

HELPME PPL THINK IM 18+ ONLINE AND. IRL. MY COUSIN FREAKING SAID “are you 18???” LIKE DAMN BRO I GET IT I DINT LOOK MY AGE BUT IM 18 IN DAMN 2-3 YEARS 👿👿👿 TOO EARLY FOR ME TO BE REACHING ADULTHOOD HELP

ive been faking my age to ppl online like on servers n stuff bc i really hate talking about ages like once they figure out im a minor theyre like erm haha let me make u a victim and start saying the weirdest stuff ever like girl if i was 18 or 15 how does that change ANYTHING HELP but when i acc get to know ppl i say my actual age i dont want to be a victim guys dot dot dot stares at that one tumblr person that entered my ask box and was loke ahhaha want some nudes??? Insert link. LIKE NO PLEQSE I AM A MINOR

also octopus hater finally replied but theyre a mfing opp bc they didnt even add my nickname hashtag 💔💔 mayeb bc its an ask game but like come on man you gave me a mutual nickname and u wont even add my hashtag EFF YOU 💔💔 joke sorry octopus hater i love u even if youd otn love me ure my second ever moot on this app and one of my only moots other than jjk person and cheese bot i love cheese bot i will be messaging cheese bot but i think they genuinely hsut forgot

my right eveball has been twitching and i think its bc of all the stress i went through this week with my science test history test civics test civics cpt and then a whole bunch of other stuff like why the freak did my cooking teacher tell me to go to the third floor and jump if i make the pierogis look bad ??? IS HE EVEN ALLOWED TO JOKE LIKE THAY WHAT IF I WAS SUICIDAL AND THAT WAS MY LAST REASON HELLO????

for soem reason candles have veen calling me throughout this mall trip am i transitioning into a middle aged woman shoppign for christmas candles but now i cant tell the difference between cinnamon truffle and fresh cotton with vanilla and then mushroom soy bean like hello who names these and most importantly WHO MFING INVENTED TREE FOREST SCENT THAY SMELLS LIKE ITS ROTTING. HELLO. I USUALLY LOKE THE SMELL OF FOREST WHEN I GO AND SEE MY WOLF PACK ALPHAS (the neighborhood hyenas that i hear howling at the back) WTF WAS THAT SCENT. mayeb my cosuin is right about me beign 18 atp…….

anwyays i forgot about daily question mYBAD GANF

DAILY QUESTION IS UMMM whatw ould be the best way to torture i mean send love to octopus hater 💜💜💜 ok seriosuly UM who in bllk would have a terrible spending addiction while being freaking poor

- 🐙

FINALLY IM GONNA ANSWER THIS

SAME HELP

I've never faked my age I'm too scared that they would somehow find out I THINK THOSE ARE BOTS BX I GOT LIKE 4 OF THEM AT ONCE

ugh everytime I see octopus hater I roll my eyeballs....😒 HELP this is a very one-sided love.. #bethebiggerperson!!!

OHMAGSU SCHOOL IS SO STRESSFUL RN AND I REMINDED MYSELF THAT omg mara you have oral finals IN 6 MONTHS HAHAHHA 😐.. WDYM 6 MONTHS MY FINALS ARE IN 6 MONTHS?? AND MY EXAMS FOR THIS TERM IS IN 2 WEEKS WHAKDKMAMD

HELO WHAT?? what even happens in cooking class omg.. HELOME I CABT BRATHE

odd names for candles.. I like the smell of normal candles after you blow them out also the same with matches idk why I sometimes light them ans blow it out just to sniff em..

HELOME I FANT CEATHE THEYRE GIV8NG YOU THE REAL FEEL OF HUNTING WITH THE PQCK!!

ha! granny!!

HELP E send a scary picture in their inbox..

ERM shidou...

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

I am sorry I am going to disagree on a couple of these.

First, it was normal for pjms to be upset about jimin not winning. I saw them calling out that k account for misguiding k army. I don't understand how calling out fans for not voting = hating on jk winning. It would have been best to ignore them and let them deal with it, instead of constantly quoting them or replying to them with "You'll jealous jk won", or "you'll hate jk won" or whatever. No, cause what do people think the response from them would be?

Secondly, why are jikookers always in pjms' business but snoozing when jjks were tagging military accounts? Didn't see any of talk against it.

Everytime pjms or anyone in the fandom says "jm didn't get xyz" and others are like oh that's jk shade, ur hating jk, u hate jk's success or whatever. Can't even talk about jimin not getting something coz apparently now that's hating jk. I am so tired of jikookers and jjks.

Can we not twist everything into hating jk. This constant inserting of jk and victimizing him is getting annoying.

Do you want to know how I see it? I think both the previous anon that I posted and you (and a bunch of similar asks that I got in the meantime) are both right. What is impossible - because of the current climate and how a fandom works - it's more difficult to see it. For now, being in the middle of it, is about taking sides. It's a ongoing fight that sees no end and fans need to choose.

What you and the other anon are doing is simply expressing your views on the situation, which are determined by the online spaces which you inhabit. And again, you're both right. I'm not trying to say there's no factual reality here and each group/person is building its own (although we do that to some degree, but it's not about that), but that the things we see on our timeline shape our perception.

If I say that it shouldn't be a competition when it comes to bullying, harassment and hate towards an artist, I'd be reminded that Jimin has it worst (trust me, I know all about it). If I do take Jimin's fans side and how they see it, then someone will come and tell me that they are saying awful things about Jungkook as well. And when it comes to shippers, in this case jikookers, they'll take a side depending on who is their actual bias or choose the easiest route if they consider themselves army. Now, where does that lead us? Nowhere, because we'd be stuck in a loop.

From where I'm sitting, it looks like everything that is happening today is the result of the mentality bred by a fandom that operates like a cult and influenced by label propaganda. BTS is seven and all are treated equal brainwashed the fans in the first stage, which was the perfect recipe for solo fans as they know it is impossible. We all do. Army is following company narrative, as always. If the main goal was for the last 6 months to focus most of their attention on the Golden project, then army will follow. They will always follow. Of course they listened to that account who tells them how to vote. Of course they listen each time an army uses the solo narrative excuse. I mean, aren't we all tired of the same 20 words used in this fandom in different variations? It is a limited vocabulary, used by armys, solos, shippers and what like. It amounts to nonsense and nothing because of it and no one listens to one another. It's complete madness. And they all talk shit and they threat these guys in the most horrible ways when ultimately, I believe that at least in some capacity, that behavior is the result of how this fandom came to be in the first place and how the company has it in its grip.

[youkaigakkou-tl]

Earlier today, my sis and I tried thinking if terrifed teach was an anime, who would be the vas

We came up with:

Justin Cook (Kirishima [BNHA]) for Hijita

Justin Tindle (Karama [AssClass]) for Sano

J. Michael Tatum for Miki

Jonah Scott for Hatanaka

Landon McDonald (Ranpo [BSD]) for Akira (maybe, he was a hard one to pick)

Christopher Sabat (All Might [BNHA]) for The Principal

Kaiji Tang (Gojo [JJK]) for Karasuma

Luci Christian (Uraraka [BNHA]) for Kuniko

and then we got stuck

asgdsgafgdsf this isnt even putting the cart before the horse anymore this is fully loading the cart and building a stable before the horse

tbh. i dont watch dub anime so idk VAs (but also idk japanese VAs either. VAs just arent a thing i pay attention to in general really) but i have some free time so i guess ill look up some demo reels and give opinions on the ones i have any opinions on

(and find out that all the VAs i do know are from genshin)

Justin Cook (Kirishima [BNHA]) for Hijita

tbh i barely know any of the characters this guy voices. i guess its fine

wait actually. i know EXACTLY who should do hijita. max mittelman. that guy is so good

Austin Tindle (Karma [AssClass]) for Sano

shitttt ur right sano is kinda karma he's just less smug about it

oh what this guy also voiced kaneki i think i actually watched TG in dub back in the day

J. Michael Tatum for Miki

oh shit this is pantalone from genshin hell yeah

Jonah Scott for Hatanaka

JONAH SCOTT FRIEND OF DRAWFEE???

ok jonah cool and all but i have an actual opinion here. corey landis. the guy who voices welt in honkai star rail. i think he would fit hatanaka

Landon McDonald (Ranpo [BSD]) for Akira

too high pitched i think. takahashis voice gotta be low and sexy but also deranged (sanest takahashi liker)

consider: sean durrie (baizhu genshin)

Christopher Sabat (All Might [BNHA]) for The Principal

the characters this guy voices are all so gung ho the principal is more refined i'd like to think. and tired

have u considered. keith silverstein (zhongli genshin) (am i just typecasting yohaji chars to genshin chars at this point? perhaps)

now if i was a deranged person i would suggest the stanley parable narrator. thankfully i am a normal person so i would never say that

Kaiji Tang (Gojo [JJK]) for Karasuma

honestly? u know who would fit ranmaru? ranpos VA. landon mcdonald

Luci Christian (Uraraka [BNHA]) for Kuniko

ok going into this i already had an idea for kuniko. lilypichu. she would fit.

Alejandro Saab for Fuji

ah yes i see this guy on twitter all the time

my first thought was his voice is Too deep but then i heard his performance as miyamura and yeah i guess i can see it

Aaron Dismuke for Ogoso

idk i cant really see it but also idk what kind of voice would suit ogoso

and while we're on the topic of VAs anyway

kaeya's VA would totally fit ebisu

venti's voice but higher would fit mame

since jjk was mentioned: i always thought i could only recognise 1 jp VA (hiroshi kamiya, because araragi). i now know i actually know 2 because i was watching the new jjk and geto talked and i had to do a double take and still cant unhear reigen

the things i would do for amaaki to be voiced by hiroshi kamiya. i can only dream. or seimei but i think seimei is meant to have the same voice as haru. i think?

i have thought long and hard abt what harus eng voice should sound like. idk lol theres no genshin character i can typecast him onto. but i think max mittelman could do it too this man has sold me on him forever with his performance as itto i believe he has the range to do anything

tbh im like the worst person to discuss anime VAs with LOL the types of voicework i like is like. stanley parable narrator. superliminal glenn pierce. the beginners guide davey. getting over it monologue. (....honkai star rail welt)

[tigerplushh]

^^^ me rn

HEE HEE GIGGLE IM HAPPY IT MADE U INSANE :333 i MIGHT be projecting when i say stsg x aroace/intimacy issues reader is my fav (closely followed by childhood friends to lovers teehee) but :333 IM SO GLAD YOU SEE THE VISION!!! WE R CONNECTED TRUST!!!!! ughhh and the doing everything u would in a normal relationship but not having a label for it… AUGHH… and dare I say that childhood friends trope and intimacy issues/aroace reader trope go hand in hand… especially with sugu GIGGLES SOO HARD EHSHFHE. But oh em gee I cannot explain how badly reader and sugu by the sea is my favourite thing ever sniffles so hard <//333 YOURE SO RIGHT WHEN U SAY SUGU NEEDS SOMEONE TO UNDERSTAND AND LIKE. EMPATHISE WITH. YOU ARE SOSOSOSO RIGHT I feel like this would be such an important thing for him because he’s always looking out for the people he holds dear but him having a meaningful connection with someone whether the line between platonic and romantic is blurred or not is such a sugu thing eugheheuhhh.. it’s why I love the childhood friends trope so much like I personally think suguru is the type to absolutely adore someone that he’s got that strong of a bond with and it would put him at peace sooo much that he not only understands them fully but they understand him right back 😞😞😞😞 maybe that’s because I’m like 100% sure in my mind sugu is Demiromantic in a way. Yeahhh tell him you’re there for him and allow there to be an unspoken understanding that you get him and he’s on his knees with a ring in his hand REAL!!!!!

“He’s your pillar and you’re his anchor.” OHHH KILL ME NOW!!!! DROPS TO MY KNEES AND STARTS CHOKING ON MY OWN SOBS THIS IS SOSOSOSO TRUE TO ME. I’m gonna pretend I didn’t clutch my chest and gasp in awe after reading that eueueheujuj…. I will always take the chance to ramble on Abt my faves and my fav tropes sniffle snorfl…. Guys I’m gonna be very honest I think they could fix me eueheuehuehyerhhrhdhheuhhhh 💔💔 yeah honestly I cannot blame you at all for loving sugu if u couldn’t tell already I am completely and utterly enamoured with him YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!!

Giggles I KNOWWW this is about aroace/intimacy issues reader but I honestly need to take the opportunity I have to yell about how much I love childhood friends to lovers AND AND THE FIC U WROTE ABOUT IT WITH SUGU. starts bawling look away look away!!!!!!!!! n e ways it’s not even fully relevant to the childhood friends trope but everyone seems to talk about how being “friends” (wink wink) with satoru would involve a lot of physical affection BUT!!!! I think that would be the same for sugu but more privately and a lot more gently. I think physical affection with satoru would be more like spontaneous bone crushing hugs and excited kisses on ur cheek or forehead (and probably him picking u up and twirling you around because honestly it’s satoru gojo we’re talking about here) and physical affection with suguru is more like gentle hand kisses and hugs from behind or patting your head/tucking your hair behind your ear…. :3 augh and when u got the anon about reader being cheated on and then sugu crawling in beside them for comfort HHHRRRRGGGHRHRRG he would be so perfect to hug this is the bit where nobody contradicts me and the crowd jumps to their feet and starts cheering because YEAHHHH SUGU SUGU SUGU SUGU HUGS YEAHH!!! 🔊🔊🔊🔊🔊🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

ALSOOO…. while I may be projecting I do have a lot of aroace/queer hcs for jjk characters hehehdherrf obviously. Sugu my demiromantic bicoded princess… satoru I’m not very sure I feel like he’d be pan. Like he doesn’t strike me as the type to care much for gender or looks or presentation all he needs is someone to talk to and someone to love and to love him just as much hehehdheshdh. I think shoko is bi too though I’m very tempted to put her on the ace spectrum somewhere :33 and obviously kenny the silly… my genderfluid romantically/sexually unlabelled gf… apologies but I don’t think there is a single non queer person in jjk they’re all a little fruity in their own way I think. Maybe even mahito thinks about kissing boys sometimes I wouldn’t know

hops off to the corner like a jerboa hides my face this turned out wayyy longer than I intended it to be and I got a bit carried away at the end cough cough hope u don’t mind ANYYYWAYYYYSSSSSS LOOKING FORWARD TO THE SICK SATORU FIC EHEHDWHDH HOPE U HAVE A LOVELY TIMEZONE THANK U FOR FEEDING THE STSG NATION PER USUAL

I don’t know if it’s just because I’m aroace myself or because it’s the effect your writing has on me but stsg x aroace reader has been on my mind NONSTOP 😭 what have you done to me. This is literally just my idea and take on it feel free to ignore my silly little ramble I’m actually insane <33

I feel like dynamics where there’s some obstruction of sorts from it being just a regular happy healthy relationship is my fav ever because. It means there’s so much more yearning and pining involved and it’s so much more emotional I LOVE ITTTAUGHH and aroace spec reader is a great example of that. I feel like the main kinda reasoning (“obstruction”) would be how reader views the relationship they have with stsg and how they feel about it, the way it’s supposed to be just a regular platonic friendship but there’s so much unaddressed care and deep rooted love (that maybe reader doesn’t want to address) and it’s just a confusing mess of emotions. Reader being hesitant to accept that maybe it’s more than just a friendship because they aren’t 100% sure what those complex feelings that undoubtedly come with being ‘friends’ with stsg are. AND aside from aroace reader, a reader with intimacy/trust/abandonment issues or trauma that hasn’t been unpacked (take your pick!!) while it is the same kinda theme (basically just reader’s hesitance to have to face and attempt to understand their own emotions) it’s just. AUGH!! It’s such a yummy idea to me there are so many scenarios. Maybe reader just doesn’t want to be helped or is too untrusting/scared to open themselves up and be vulnerable with people again, is kinda introverted maybe, just generally like. Lost. almost as if they don’t really have a place anywhere? They don’t feel particularly special and they’re just painfully conscious of their own negative emotions + their own loneliness?? Are you seeing what I’m seeing. The type of person that could be in a room full of people and still not feel any less alone. In a way they’re a lot like sugu!!! OHHH HOW IT WOULD BREAK SUGUS HEART I ALREADY HAVE A VISION!!!! Him seeing himself in reader. Dear lord. The understanding that bond would create and him slowly coaxing reader into becoming more emotionally open because he gets it, sugu is so special because there’s an unspoken understanding between him and reader that they’re kindred spirits. as I’m writing this I am literally imagining reader and sugu sitting by the sea late at night. The sea is where lost doomed people that are overwhelmed by their own grief belong!!!! Can you hear my heart shattering and can you tell how much I love angst 😇😇😇 takes a deep sigh and leans back in my expensive chair as I dramatically overlook the city below me. Another day of being a stsg fan forcing everyone else to suffer with me because nobody in the jjk fandom will ever feel joy again

OLLIE MY DEAREST ohhhhh reading this made me so :(((( so so emotional AND I AGREE COMPLETELY what if i told you this is literally exactly what i had in mind………… we’re so connected fr

(this got Very long 😭😭 you have been warned!!)

FIRST OFF it’s crazy that you specifically mention The Sea bc !!!!! when i thought of the aroace!reader stsg fic i immediately envisioned them sitting by the sea under the stars :> i might’ve mentioned that but i don’t Think i did …… IT REALLY IS THE PERFECT PLACE FOR LOST SOULS DOOMED SOULS GRIEFSTRICKEN SOULS ETC ETC IT’S TRUE IT’S TRUEEEE i think it’s perfect for sugu/reader especially !!! T_T more on that later tho…

but okok let’s get into this I’M OVERJOYED THAT YOU’RE INTO AROACE!READER/STSG BTW I THINK IT’S SUCH A TASTY CONCEPT ….. from one aspec to another i am equally insane abt them i just. think there’s so much potential there…..

some of the things i love writing about most are 1) the blurry lines between platonic/romantic love (one of my gojo fics was actually written w a qp relationship in mind :33) and 2) the difficult parts of love/the fear of intimacy in general… it’s something i like exploring because it’s interesting + i don’t see it in fanfic often and. idk!! i just think it’s important to me that i depict a kind of love that’s very tender and healing and careful. especially since i literally only write for characters who have intimacy issues themselves LMAO

I feel like dynamics where there’s some obstruction of sorts from it being just a regular happy healthy relationship is my fav ever because. It means there’s so much more yearning and pining involved and it’s so much more emotional I LOVE ITTTAUGHH

LITERALLY THIS you put it so perfectly ollie.. T_T love with obstructions is alwaysss most interesting to me …. AND I AGREE!! if i ever end up writing this fic the focus will definitely be on reader and how they view love!! being on the spectrum is genuinely so isolating sometimes and i feel like that’s comparable to the kind of isolation stsg carry with them :’3 none of you can fully understand the others’ individual hardships but with a lot of understanding and respect i think it would go well.

… honestly i hc both gojo and geto as being on the spectrum themselves LMAO but maybe i’ll avoid those hcs to make the fic more interesting 😭😭 ace demiromantic gojo + demisexual sugu are soooo real to me they’re my pookies <333

it’s supposed to be just a regular platonic friendship but there’s so much unaddressed care and deep rooted love (that maybe reader doesn’t want to address) and it’s just a confusing mess of emotions.

OLLIE I SWEAR WE’RE CONNECTED THROUGH THE AROACE HIVEMIND BC THIS WAS EXACTLY MY THOUGHT PROCESS TOO 😭😭😭 it’s just such a tasty scenario because i feel like stsg would be in denial about their feelings at first, but then (once they’ve come to terms with it!!) approach reader immediately… i kinda pictured it as stsg already being a couple, and then confessing to reader with the hope of them joining their relationship……… and it’s so difficult because reader doesn’t really know where their feeling lies between platonic and romantic, don’t really care about the specifics, they just know that they love them and cherish them but now they feel pressured to put a label on it and i think that would just make them panic.

and it’s not at all intentional on stsg’s side !!! they’re half expecting reader to reject them, but they’re just so sincere and tender about the confession. and i think that they just won’t be able to understand reader’s feelings even when they try to explain it :’3 because reader does like them. love them. but they don’t know if it’s romantic, and they don’t really want to know. and even if they knew for sure, they might not care for a standard relationship anyway!! it would just take a lot of understanding and support from stsg to even have that conversation without reader running away, but i think they’re both so gentle when it comes to you :(( they’re always willing to hear you out, and even if they don’t understand all the aspects of being aroace, that doesn’t mean they won’t support it.

…. tbh i’m not entirely sure how it’d work out 😭😭 i think it’d have to be kind of vague but i can picture the three of them living together, going grocery shopping and cuddling and whatnot, and there aren’t really any labels there. not for reader anyway. but they all love each other and that’s enough <33

i love how we both started ranting LMAO this concept just means a lot to me so i can’t help but ramble a bit T_T BUT BUT BUTTTTT we still need to talk abt stsg with a reader that has intimacy issues/unpacked trauma… ollie literally every single part of ur ask made me feel insane in the head this is another concept that means a lot to me and i’m SOOO excited that i get to talk abt it with you!!!! :’3 i think i’ve already said this plenty of times but i’ll die on this hill: stsg would be PERFECT for this kind of reader. so loyal and understanding and accepting. they’d be so, so patient because both of them really only care about your happiness!! that’s all!!!!

and tbh i feel like no matter what kind of issues reader has specifically, it all boils down to them having difficulties with vulnerability!! showing it and seeing it and just embracing it as something important and healing. AND that’s perfect for stsg because they’re literally the same LMAO…. and in this case i think that would benefit the relationship as a whole!! it’ll be bumpy at first because i feel like all three of you would encourage the other two to open up, express themselves etc — but then not return that vulnerability. and that just wouldn’t work out!! and i think that would force you to open up, if only so your partners will do the same. same for stsg!! and it’s just soooo tender and raw :(((( but so important!!

i can honestly imagine suguru having the most trouble opening up, even though he’ll be the most insistant that you and satoru do so 😭😭 he’s a big ol hypocrite is what i’m saying. but i can see him dipping his toes into that vulnerability for you, because he knows you won’t get anywhere otherwise and he wants to be a good example for you to follow. it’d make things so much easier for reader because they aren’t the only one who’s having difficulties !! it’s all three of you!! you’re all learning and growing and loving each other so delicately :’3

now on the topic of sugu….

OHHH HOW IT WOULD BREAK SUGUS HEART I ALREADY HAVE A VISION!!!! Him seeing himself in reader. Dear lord. The understanding that bond would create and him slowly coaxing reader into becoming more emotionally open because he gets it, sugu is so special because there’s an unspoken understanding between him and reader that they’re kindred spirits.

THIS THIS THISSSSS OLLIE OUR BRAINS ARE HOLDING HANDS YOU GET IT YOU GET ITTT this is SUCH a great scenario AND IT’S SO REAL TOO… i think sugu would be the mvp in helping reader (NO DISRESPECT TO SATORU i think he would be vital in other ways!!) because like you said!! they’re the same. there’s something so soft and tender in that dynamic :’3 them talking by the sea… about their own loneliness and difficult pasts……. i 100% hc sugu as having had a rough childhood so if reader also did it’d just strenghten their connection even further. i think that what suguru needs more than anything else is understanding, so to receive that from reader, while also being able to give it in return……. yeahhhh. he’s whipped. you’d be talking by the sea looking up at the stars and he would already be thinking of marriage LMAO he’s such a sap to me 😭😭😭 he just has this moment when he realizes that he wants to Protect You Forever and it’s so special to him. he’s your pillar and you’re his anchor. (<- slowly spiralling as we speak I LOVE THIS MAN SO DEARLY…..)

OLLIIIIIEEEEEE THIS MADE ME FUCKING INSANE I’M SO SERIOUS I ALMOST CRIED both these concepts are so good T_T….. i can’t thank u enough for sharing them w me <333 YOU’RE ALWAYS WELCOME IN MY INBOX ILYSM!!!! i really feel like we see stsg the same way i swearrrr it’s the aroace hivemind…… anyway i am looking out at the city right with you………… drinking a glass of orange juice………… pondering stsg…………… they make me so sad/happy/other emotions that i don’t think human beings are supposed to feel 😔😔😔

[wintergojo]

silent christmas (husband!gojo x wife!reader)

Synopsis: You celebrate christmas at dawn on december 26th with your husband, gojo satoru and your pseudo child, fushiguro megumi.

Tags: fluff, pregnancy, mentions of events in jjk volume 0, megumi lives with gojo and reader hehe, he wasn’t attending jujutsu tech yet, reader has a very soft spot for him, pregnant reader also stays up late (i'm sorry if anyone finds that uncomfortable), jjk volume 0 spoiler

Word count: 2.0k

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Note: I knoe it's a christmas fic so I wanted to do a little fluffy fic w/ dad gojo but uhhhh I decided to go for something a bit solemn (but still lots of fluff) coz I also wanted to commemorate the release of jjk movie. This was set in 2017 and u guys know what happened on the 24th of dec that year (＾◡＾)っ✂♡

11:18 pm and you’re watching some reality cooking show on your couch, idly wasting your time so you don’t feel bored waiting for gojo to come home. you normally wouldn’t be at home waiting at this time during december 25th as you’ve always been dispatched to various places in japan—as all other sorcerers are—because curses are a huge pain in the ass who love attacking places with lots of people especially during festive times, causing you and gojo to celebrate christmas at 24th instead since you became a couple. however, due to the situation jujutsu tech had yesterday, you and gojo weren’t able to do your yearly christmas eve celebration (you both also weren’t in the mood considering exactly what happened), and with the little life you had growing in your belly, you were forbidden (by gojo) to go out on missions either.

12:09 am and you’re dozing off with the tv on mute until you hear the door open, a tired and quiet i’m home reaching your ears. it’s a very familiar and welcome sound, but not quite like your husband. sensei? you hear him ask attached to your name, stopping upon seeing you awake sitting on the couch. you softly smile at him, relieved he’s safe. welcome home, megumi, how was your mission? he frowns as a respond, a sign he doesn’t want to talk about it. you shouldn’t be up this late, gojo-sensei’s gonna get worried, he continues. you wave your hand, dismissing him. it’s fine, i’m not really sleepy yet. his frown deepens, and he was about to say something but was cut off by his own yawn. you chuckled, finding his expression cute. i'm not sleepy yet, but you obviously are. go to your room and rest.

12:11 am and megumi tries to protest, eager to make you sleep before he does, so he tries walking towards where you’re sitting. you stand and sternly shake your head, telling him you can wait for a bit more but he definitely cannot, and that he’s still growing so he needs plenty of rest. he sighs then turns around, knowing there’s no really use fighting a pregnant woman (though he’s totally on the right, and gojo’s definitely going to be worried sick if he knew you were staying up waiting for him). he starts slowly climbing up the stairs, muttering a good night, sensei. you walk to the bottom of the steps, leaning against the wall. good night, megumi, take a rest. he looks at you then nods, once again yawning loudly. you smile and start walking back to sit on the couch before shouting, but not before changing your clothes! which earned you a sleepy yees.

1:54 am and gojo unlocks the door, about to say i'm home! where's my gift? into an empty room but was immediately stopped upon seeing a beaming wife excitedly running towards him like a child before feeling your arms envelope his neck and your lips briefly pressed onto his. welcome home, 'toru, merry christmas. you tiptoed then pecked his cheek, and he felt his heart immediately clench at your childlike behavior but was replaced with worried when he realized what time it is. he placed a hand on your bump and kissed your forehead, smiling hesitantly. merry late christmas, baby, but why are you still awake? you smiled at him once more (and he's barely stopping himself from squishing you in a bear hug). i was waiting for you, you cheerfully respond. taking his hand to start dragging him into the kitchen.

2:03 am and you're in the middle of slicing the cake when you suddenly notice gojo just quietly watching you, leaning against the sink. 'toru… you call softly, reaching for his hand. he takes yours and slowly walks towards you, speaking. baby, you really should rest. it's two am—we could still celebrate later when you wake up. you pout, feeling the upcoming tears before answering. but i haven't seen you all day… your lips quiver and you bite back a sob, and i miss you…you turn around, not wanting him to see you crying over something so trivial. he panics immediately upon hearing your sobs, partly because he doesn't want you to feel upset and tired, and partly because he still isn't really used to seeing his wife being emotional.

2:14 am and gojo's just holding you close to his chest, kissing every part of you his lips could reach as an attempt to shush you from crying. 'm sorry, you manage to say in between sobs, i know you're probably not in the mood to do something like this, another sob followed by a light cough. gojo starts rubbing your back before speaking, no, no, honey, shh. you sob again, you can go to sleep if you want, megumi's also back home and safe. pregnancy's just making me more sensitive lately, you sniffed, opting to use your hand to cover your face and cry harder. he gently removes both of your hands from your face before placing them on either of his shoulder, leaning down to cup your face and touch your forehead with his. baby, baby, no, i promise i wanna spend time with you. he then went to the kitchen counter and pulled you in front of him, grabbing the knife before slicing the frosting-covered sponge cake with strawberries and a little chocolate santa sitting at the stop.

2:17 am and gojo’s placing one slice of cake each on three plates. still teary-eyed, you ask him if he’s sure he doesn’t want to sleep yet and he flashes you a guilty smile before placing a hand on your bump, telling you that he isn’t really sleepy yet, but he’s worried about you staying up too late because it’s not good for our little dumpling. you place your hand atop of his, explaining that you practically slept the whole day after the first years visited you in the morning before getting dispatched, megumi tagging along with them. he gives you a sigh, accepting his defeat. do you want me to go wake megumi? he asks instead, gesturing to the extra plate of cake. you told him yes, but only if he wants to eat and open presents with us. gojo thinks about it for a moment, what if he says no? you answer with then let him sleep and he gives you a mischievous grin before leaving the kitchen. you suddenly feel bad not only for megumi but also for having to deal him with his teacher right after being woken up at this hour.

2:52 am and you're down to the last few presents, heart feeling full after seeing that most of them were for the little one inside your belly. megumi opens another gift containing a set of baby clothes with matching bibs inside, prompting gojo to speak with an incredibly high-pitched loving voice that maybe you should wear those for a while, megumi. you would look absolutely cute in them~. the boy in question glares at him before snarkily retorting. i think it'd fit you better, gojo-sensei, considering how much of a baby you can be with your whining and pouting. you laugh at the white-haired man's i'm-hurt-and-offended-but-you're-right reaction before excusing yourself to the bathroom. you hear your husband huff at the sleepy spiky-haired boy before asking you as you're out of the living room if you want me to accompany you, darling?~ earning him a grunt, megumi clearly not enjoying his teacher's overly doting behavior.

2:55 am and you come back holding two long boxes, one thin and about the length of your upper arm, the other one quite thick and as long as your whole arm. you chuckle as you see them still bickering, only stopping to look at you and the things you're holding quizzically. you hand the longer one to megumi, smiling softly as he shyly mutters a quiet thanks, sensei. you affectionately ruffle his hair in return, his cheeks coloring a light pink at your action. you turn to gojo and see him beaming at you whole exchange with his student as you give your husband the other remaining one, kissing him on the cheek. merry christmas, my boys, you grin as you return to sit at the couch while they remain sitting on the floor. the 15-year-old inspects the gift, yawning as he tells you that he’d open it later upstairs when he’s alone. the 28-year-old on the other hand, has already torn the wrapper and opened the box, revealing a piece of indigo cloth. he looks at you, you give him a meaningful smile.

3:21 am and you and gojo are walking towards your shared bedroom, passing through megumi’s on the way. you peek through the slightly ajar door, giggling as you see the teenager carelessly laying down on his stomach with feet hanging off the bed (you think he plopped down right after getting in). your husband fully opens the door, silently laughing at megumi’s position. he snakes one arm around your waist, putting his head on top of yours. he tried really hard staying awake for you, he says. your answer was a whispered he really did, didn’t he? as you fully enter the room, getting a blanket from his closet and tucking the shikigami user under the sheet (the duvet is stuck under his body, and getting it would wake him up). sleep well, ‘gumi, you then lean in to press a light kiss the top of his head. gojo watches the scene before him, heart fluttering upon seeing your motherly nature.

4:25 am and gojo’s staring at the ceiling, comforted by the feeling of his pregnant wife drooling on his chest deep asleep. he's glad you finally decided to sleep, feeling nothing but worry the whole time you were celebrating. he on the other hand, could not get even a wink of sleep though he hasn’t been sleeping well for the past two days. he actually wasn’t planning on telling you anything about what happened at school in christmas eve, knowing you’d just worry about gojo and the first years the whole time as well as grieve for his best friend’s death which in turn would lead to stress—very bad for mama and little dumpling. however, as expected, you immediately noticed that something was bothering him no matter how hard he tried acting normal when he came home. he sighed, switching his gaze to you, thankful you weren’t anywhere near jujutsu tech during the whole fiasco.

5:03 am and gojo’s had enough of overthinking. looking down, he noticed he hasn’t changed at all since he came home. though he’s had his infinity on the whole time he was exorcising curses, he absolutely would not risk getting even a bit of curse goo on his beloved wife. so he carefully removes your sleeping form clinging to him and heads to the ensuite bathroom, opting for a short warm shower to cleanse his body. he heads to your shared closet right after to find a fresh and comfortable sweats, making a noise of confusion when he couldn’t find one (probably because you like wearing his clothes all the time, he doesn’t mind though, he secretly loves it). he moves to the corner, eyes widening upon seeing what’s behind all the clothes you and he owns.

5:12 am and gojo grabs the monochrome box stuffed in the corner of the closet, confused why he’s never seen them before as he tries making sense of what’s written on the card attached despite the dim lighting of the room. he feels his heart drop accompanied by a plethora of unidentified emotions upon reading the characters undoubtedly made by your own handwriting. he finds nine more, all gifts addressed to the very same person he had killed the other day. i'm glad you finally found them, ‘toru, he hears your voice suddenly say, sitting up and looking at him with sleepy eyes. he stares at you, dumbfounded, trying to find the right words. you smile before walking towards him and burying your face in his chest. he can feel your emotion as he hugs you back, and he finally understands what you’re trying to convey without either of you speaking.

Ps. Happy holidays! I know I'm like 5 days late & I swear I wanted to post something on christmas but I rlly had no idea what to. This came to me exactly before the 25th ended so here we are. Also a HUGE HUGE HUGE thanks and love to everyone who liked & reblogged my last fic. I didn't expect to have that much notes so when I saw the notifs… ╥﹏╥ thank you so much & I rlly love u all 😭😭 I have like 3 more fluffy domestic gojo ideas so I’ll try to write them as best and soon as I can for u guys *lots of kithes* 😚

Thank you for reading! Feedbacks and reblogs are highly appreciated <33

[alfredolover119]

oKAY i am back so it is time for the next random question:

top five jjk characters you would want as a sibling and top five you would Not want 👀

finally one i can answer with this guy as number 1:

1. choso. obviously this is so so so obvious. he is the best brother ever. Ever. he actually IS my brother

2. nobara. i mean c'mon she is ACHING for some good sister time. she would be the best sister ever wtf. she would help me dye my hair and we would paint each other's nails and bully each other to no end. sapphic on sapphic sibling violence etc etc.

3. geto. i think if he had siblings he would be a normal person ((idk if he has siblings i don't remember that from the manga. i don't think he did.)) aka I Could Fix Him. like if he had siblings then he would've been used to hating/loving someone, sharing the spotlight with them, etc etc. not that that is what made him go 😵‍💫😵‍💫 but. i think if he had sibling he would've had more endurance. I COULD HAVE FIXED HIM.

4. YUUTA!!! i wanna be his bro. i wanna run into him in the kitchen at 4am. i wanna ruffle his hair and make fun of him. i wanna hug him in a familial way. i know there's not a lot known about his parents n all but. idk i think we could be bestie siblings. plus rika as a curse in law? sick /pos.

5. panda. i think it would be fun to play mariokart with him. he would be such a sore loser. i would pummel him. but also he already acts like Such A Brother. man.

5 i do NOT want as siblings, in no particular order

- gojo. absolutely the fuck not. i am already a youngest sibling with two very tired out older parents i could not stand having such an attention whore as my brother. like i know it isn't all intentional on his part but. absolutely not. i would be sewer slidal. i would join geto's cult just because i would hate gojo so much. out of all the relations to have w him i think sibling would be the worst. the six eyes infinity thing would just really suck to be around. i love him but. Not like a brother

- maki & mai. does this need explanation. i am not touching the zen'in clan with a 50 foot pole. sorry girlies i'm gonna have to sit this one out.

- megumi & tsumiki fushiguro. similar reasoning. i hate toji so much and i know they do too but. they are much stronger people than me i could not go through what they did. plus tsumiki is in a coma (or... yknow. culling games etc etc idk what's going on in manga rn) so that would be very sad. and megumi would be very fun to bully but he doesn't need to be my brother for us to do that.

- noritoshi kamo. i almost put him on my top list but he's a bastard child (affectionate) so we'd probably have a half-sibling thing going on or something like that. idk i don't remember much about the kamo clan. but i deeply feel that he would not like me. also i think he has siblings in canon (?? i literally might be making this up)) and they have not fixed him so i doubt i could either 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 although that haircut in 190 was sick. maybe he is healing (saying fuck u to his family)

- nanami. he has great only-child energy. i don't know what i mean by that but it's true. i don't wanna rain on his parade.

[enevera]

you are so lovely to follow even tho im not following jjk. its great to sit back and watch you yell about characters i have the most basic understanding of. someone was like "we need stsg confirmed" and i was like "its not canon??" your art projects always look fun and i like seeing you lose your mind over like three screenshots of some guy. you're great

oohhh hugging uuu <333333 njdjdjddd i am glad my brainworms are fun to watch they are radioactive but it’s a good time hehe <33333 and stsg is suchhhh a funny ship bc yeah it’s not canon but like.. it doesn’t matter bc the canon was gay so jsjdjd yeah lol

jsjsnsjdjsjdjdn GETOU eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee i am sooooooooo normal mhm mhm mhm no one doubt me yep yep he’s some guy so true i hope he gets pushed off a cliff i would trade him for nobababasas in a heartbeat and then exile myself to a small island in the mediterranean like an ancient greek poet yep yep yep

also i give u an award for surviving the absolute breakdown i had all over the dash abt jjk 0 i was mentally unwell and will continue to be hehe >:))))

<33333333

[surpriserose]

3, 5, 23? 😚

Yeassssss 🥺

3 Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion?

Dont think so? I think if my mutual posted like a bad take i am simply averting my eyes 👍

5 Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?

Oh god probably? Sometimes i will be like okay those guys ARE in yaoi theres something lgbt going on for real 🤨 but then u look them up and they've become two unrecognizable twinks with no personality like...

Youre not a clamp person but like kurogane x fai hasnt been RUINED for me really but like thats one of the examples coming to mind actually wait maybe gyjo too hmm

Like idk people just dont know how to be normal

23 Unpopular character you love?

omg yippee im gonna go off on this sowwy

Jjba: okay gloria costello isnt like unpopular its more like well obviously no one remembers her shes not really a character you know? Like shes mostly just hermes fridged sister but to ME!! To me she is everything sorry

Jjk: actually whos unpopular in jjk? Like people in jjk hate women and love misogynists so its kind of skewed. Maybe ummm toge? Guy who does literally nothing ever but hes still my bestie OH AND YAGA sorry its literally just because hes voiced by keith silverstein in the dub and also hes just like idk hes just a guy :)

One piece: is oh god im gonna fuck up her name...shiarahoshi? The mermaid princess unpopular? Like i hate um...oda being oda about her but shes literally so good? Like thats my best friend so so scared girl. Maybe big mom too idk shes probably not popular for well...good reasons but also i love her sorry OH and pudding i can fix her writing i can fix what oda did

Um do i like anything else. ...is anyone unpopular in mob psycho? Like everyones got some stans im pretty sure

I think that covered most of my bases 👍

[sagessoftwings]

Hey :) I was wondering if I could get a matchup for either mha, haikyuu, jjk, demon slayer and/or marvel, I know that’s a lot of fandoms, literally just do whatever you are comfortable with, I love your blog so much. Ok I am straight and I go by she/her pronouns. I am 5’10” and I have long dark brown wavy/curly (tbh just unruly) hair and I have a strong/muscular build with some chubbiness, oh, and I’m pretty pale. I love playing sport (fencing, netball, basketball, volleyball), singing and listening to music, reading and languages. I am generally a very optimistic and happy person and I am really good at making people laugh, while being the “funny” one in the friend group I can still be serious when I need to be, especially if I’m doing something I am passionate about. I am very talkative and even more so when I’m anxious which is fairly often ‘cause I have anxiety and I also have moderate ocd, however I’m kinda thriving rn since I’ve been seeing my therapist for a while. I am a Gemini and ENFP? Idk if that helps, I’m a bit chaotic and I have a very short attention span and get bored very easily. 😎 ohhh and something that inspires me are generally the people in my life, anyway imma shut up now, ohhhh and I think my love languages might be giving gifts and physical touch I actually don’t know though. I just have noticed that I loooihehshgdbdjvvvvveee giving people things it’s like a pastime. Anyways I love u byeeee 😘

HI BABE FOR MHA I SHIP YOU WITH KIRI 😩

SO SO SO IN LOVE

Loves to entertain you when it comes to all your hobbies

Cuddles. CUDDLES

THEIR GODTIER

Literally loves your body no matter what, and he will kiss you tummy and legs and arms until he verbally hears you say it

Actually pretty good at basketball and will get the bakusquad together so you guys can play

Will the ball end up on fire because bakugo rage quit

Yes. Yes it will.

Lays his head on the top of your chest while your reading face up so he can read along too

IM SORRY BUT HE HAS THE CUTEST LITTLE GIGGLE AND IF YOU PLAY FOOTIES WITH HIM WHILE TRYING TO SLEEP HE JUST BREAKS INTO LAUGHTER

Will help you condition your hair, baby boy had a belt with like four different detangler brushes and moisture curl lotion

You’re well taken care of 😩💖

For jjk I ship you with Yuji Itadori

WILL MAKE YOU GUYS AN ENTIRE COURSE WITH ALL YOUR FAVORITE SPORTS AND MOST POINTS WIN

Such such a good cuddler

Reads manga while you read but his little gasps when a cool part comes up is so cute

random, but makes sound effects when he gets up to go to the restroom in the night and when you ask him about it he will deny all and any recollection of said noises

Yuji clings, CLINGS onto your body and lays his head on your tummy and sometimes puts his head under your shirt and blows raspberries on your tummy and then gives it so many kisses

But sukuna will bite you, likes you okay he guesses. But will bite

Also licks your hand when Yuji and you hold hands

He’s a weirdo

If you’re sitting on the couch normally he’ll lift you legs, sit on the floor and the strap your legs over his shoulder like a rollercoaster safety harness

Is such a good boyfriend 😪

For haikyuu I ship you with bokuto

For obvious reasons

Body worshiper

Tells you how pretty you are like every 5 minutes

GOOD MORNING AND GOOD NIGHT TEXTS EVEN IF YIU SPEND THE NIGHT

So so so bad at cooking good god keep an eye on him at all times

Leash child

Please GOD PLEASE PLAY VOLLEYBALL WITH HIM

Just don’t be… too good

He’ll get sad, super happy for you but emo mode is activated

If you’re tired after coming out of the shower he’ll brush your hair out for you

But don’t ask you to style it, you’ll regret living

He literally puts it in like a knot, a literal knot

Like boy scouts knot

And for demon slayer I ship you with inosuke (aged up )

Very competitive but he gueeeeeses he’ll play your silly games

He loves it, you could be absolutely worn out and he’d be like “LETS PLAY THAT GAME WITH THAT ORANGE THAT WE THROW IN THAT HOLE WITH THE ROPE!!!”

Baby…. He can’t read but likes to hear you read to him!

If he can’t sleep will ask you to read to him 🥺

I’m sorry baby but his bed is DISGUSTING

Crumbs CRUMBS EVERYWHERE AND YOU BETTER PRAY TO GOD THATS CHOCOLATE ON THE SHEETS

Literally there’s a bag of Doritos under the pillow you’re sleeping on and when he hears the bag crinkle he shoots up and snatched them

“I was looking for these!! WERE YOU GONNA EAT MY FOOD?!?”

Apologize.

Literally no, apologize or he’ll kick you out and you’ll sleep outside of the bedroom door

[polyphonial-old]

for the ask game!! fav jjk character??

i decided to do gojo :) i have a hard time picking just one fav so i went w him bc he's been growing on me lately

note: the one where u look lovingly at them is mostly about the stuff he does for his students. he just. he loves them ok ToT <3333 oh and 'everyone else is wrong about them' is on account of the majority of the fandom and how they horribly mischaracterize him. my jjk moots could never! u guys understand him. everyone else tho.. </3 ://

[id: a character bingo (link) with the squares: 'I am so normal about them', a square containing a drawing of a person lovingly looking at a small character in their palm, 'Everyone else is wrong about them', '*puts them in a salad spinner*', 'Canon isn’t real if I don’t look at it', 'They are So Silly', 'They didn’t get bullied enough', a square containing a drawing of someone angrily squeezing a small character in their hand with a smile on their face and 'Bastard' highlighted in cyan. end id.]

[rkived]

━ CHASING PAVEMENTS 03 | JJK

↳ PAIRING: dad!jk/married!jk/bff!jk x reader 

↳ GENRE/TAGS: f2l, angst, unrequited feelings, cheating, future smut

↳ WARNINGS: (for this chapter) time jumps, mention of divorce, blood mention ((but like nothing serious)), forced kisses, just sad stuff like this is sad guys lol

↳ WORD COUNT: 8.6k

↳ EXCERPT: ‘‘Jungkook doesn’t want to think this is the end, maybe it’s that stupid voice inside his head that always holds on to things that he knows he should let go of. But he can’t just let go of this and move on. He doesn’t remember what life was like before you and he sure as hell does not want to know what it’ll be like without you.’’

↳ A/N: getting this chapter out has been ((a pain in the ass)) tough !! & cp was supposed to end with this chapter but that was not realistic at all lmao but i do hope u like this n i’ll try to get pt4 quickly as possible <3 thx

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‘‘Okay everyone, let’s switch to the upward facing dog!’’

You really don’t want to be here. There’s a lot of stuff running through your head right now that are more important than focusing on yoga positions. You wish you were thinking about grocery shopping or paying that month’s bills. 

Instead, you’re still stuck on the downward facing dog as your mind tells you you’re an idiot, a homewrecker and most importantly, a terrible friend. 

‘‘Y/N, upward facing dog!’’ The instructor, Namjoon, reminds you with a gentle smile as he notices you haven’t switched positions like the rest of the class. You nod and smoothly place your body as he had taught in the classes before.

The only reason why you came to your Saturday morning yoga class was because even with all that happened last night, you wanted to feel a sense of normality. Like you’re capable of going on about your life like nothing had happened.

That’s selfish and stupid because as much as you tried, every single moment since you woke up revolved around last night.

From the moment you opened your eyes, noticing Sunhi wasn’t sleeping next to you, snuggled into your chest like you had last remembered her to be before she fell asleep and you following soon after. 

And as your heart beat faster at the thought of finding her in her dad’s arms instead, watching Saturday morning cartoons on the T.V in your living room; you instead found the place neat and tidy. The messy pillows on your couch where placed like they hadn’t even been moved to begin with, like no one besides you had been in the apartment the night before. 

Somehow he managed to do all of this without you even noticing. You wondered at what time he woke up, cleaned up, took Sunhi without making any fuss and left, all before your 7 AM alarm could wake you up.

He even made you breakfast too. Some eggs, bacon and toast. 

‘‘Y/N, your legs are touching the mat.’’ Namjoon notes as he stands in front of you, ‘‘Let’s focus, okay?’’

You nod once again, though this time a little more embarrassed. If only you could explain to your instructor why you’re so distracted. 

No messages either. No text explaining why he had to leave so early. No sticky note placed on your fridge door about how he made you breakfast. No slight shake to your sleeping body to let you know that he’d be taking Sunhi. Nothing. 

Would’ve you liked that, though? 

You could say yes because he’s your friend and it’s only fair since you took care of his daughter the night before. 

But it’s not right, because friends don’t kiss each other, let alone the way you had let him kiss you and touch you while his daughter slept in your room and his wife waited for both of them at home.

There was a war going on inside you between your brain and your heart. 

Your heart, being a weak ass bitch, was telling you about how exciting everything was. How nice it felt to have Jungkook tell you that he wanted to be with you, that he no longer felt happy with his wife, how perfectly his lips encaptured your own and how you could still feel them on you. 

But your brain, obviously being the logical one between the two, reminded you about how wrong it was. You had never wanted to be placed in a position of being ‘‘the other woman’’. That even though you might not like Jiwoo and had spent years hoping your friend would someday wake up and realize this too, this didn’t feel right. 

‘‘Alright, let’s drink some water now.’’ Namjoon announces, clasping his hands together and showing off that dimple that most ─if not all─ of the students went heart eyes over. 

You take the time to check your phone instead, you don’t need the water because you didn’t do shit anyway. There’s no text from Minji, who you’re scared will somehow, by the grace of everything that’s holy, find out about what you did. No text from Jungkook either and you’re wondering why he hasn’t bothered to send one. 

Instead, there’s a text from Taehyung and you mutter a curse. 

[8:34 AM] Taehyung: hey y/n! i’m sure you’re in your yoga class rn but i wanted to see if maybe you’d be up for lunch at my place? i’ll try and cook something nice :) 

Ah, of course that throughout all of this you forgot about Taehyung. 

The sweet guy who had stuck around only for you to pay him back by kissing your best friend, the one Taehyung had to pretend wasn’t bothered by his interruption that night a few weeks ago. 

God, you do have a way to fuck things up for yourself. 

You don’t know how long you stood there thinking what to reply to him, but it definitely was for a few minutes because you only came back to reality once you heard your name being called once by the instructor.

‘‘Y/N,’’ Namjoon repeats and you look over at him with a puzzled look, ‘‘we’re starting again, if you’d like to join us.’’ There’s that smile again. Bless his patience, you wonder if he’s actually this calm because of yoga or he’s just really good at pretending. 

You look back down at your phone, the screen displaying a text that’s still waiting to be replied to. 

‘‘I uhm─I gotta go, sorry.’’ You quickly reply, making Namjoon look at you with wide eyes, but he makes no effort to stop you either. 

And as quickly as you can, you collect your belongings before you’re heading out the door without saying goodbye. 

Either you quit yoga altogether or just apologize to Namjoon like a grownup next Saturday. Whatever it is, you’re not thinking about what decision to make about your little extracurricular right now. 

There’s only so much you can handle at a time.

Jungkook is lucky that Jiwoo works Saturday mornings because with her away, he’s able to enter his house without having to sneak in. 

He opens the door wide, making way for him and a slightly awake Sunhi in his arms. He drops the keys on the counter without caring about the noise it makes. He doesn’t even have to pretend like he’s walking on glass, his boots are allowed to hit the wooden floor without a care in the world. 

The place doesn’t look much different from what he had left it like the day before. There’s only a dirty glass on the sink, a product of Jiwoo’s daily breakfast smoothies and since she’s always in a rush she never has time to clean it up. 

‘‘Are you still sleepy, pumpkin?’’ he quietly asks his daughter and she nods, he doesn’t blame her since he’s the one who woke her up at 6 AM. ‘‘Alright, I’ll take you to your bed,” he says, a kiss on her head following shortly after. 

He wonders if Jiwoo enjoyed herself last night. No daughter and no husband, sounds like an ideal night for her. It’s not like she was worried about their whereabouts either, considering she hadn’t even bothered to text him wondering why they hadn’t come home. 

If Jungkook’s supposed to feel guilty, he isn’t. 

He’s heard stories before about how there’s a voice in your head constantly reminding you about what you did and how wrong it is. That he’ll be unable to sleep knowing he cheated on his wife while she lies next to him. That he won’t be able to look at her again without feeling remorse all over him.

And when Jiwoo returns home at noon, there’s none of that at all. He offers her a nod of acknowledgement once she enters the living room to find him sitting with his laptop, watching through old videos that he took years back. 

She puts her index finger up, telling him to give her a minute. She’s on a phone call with a friend of hers that Jungkook can only conclude is Hyeri, who he probably met at some point but can’t remember what her face looked like. 

‘‘I know! Like, why do you have to be such a bitch about it? We get that you’re sucking the boss’s dick in private, so you might as well─’’

Jiwoo’s voice is too distracting and so, Jungkook places his earphones in to hear what this video’s audio is about. Once he does, he hits play and the audio is loud enough to drown out Jiwoo’s whining. 

‘‘Guess who came to see you, Pumpkin?’’ 

Jungkook gasps as he remembers this was part of a series of videos he was supposed to show Sunhi once she was old enough to understand them. He recorded a few until he was drowning in work to even grab his camera again. It saddens him that he wasn’t able to continue.

He decides he’ll show them to her later because right now Sunhi is too busy playing with her dolls inside her room to even pay attention to him.

‘‘It’s auntie Y/N! And she came bearing gifts,’’ Jungkook smiles, switching the focus on you ‘‘is that a Fisher Price Taco Tuesday toy set that I see?’’ he wonders in a fake curious tone as you look at him with narrowed eyes ‘‘I wonder how she knew you wanted that, Sunhi. It’s not like your dad had it on his Amazon wishlist or anything.’’

‘‘Very funny.’’ You mumble, handing him the toys so you could go ahead and grab a tiny three-month-old Sunhi from the bed ‘‘Aren’t you the cutest little bean in this entire world? Aren’t you?’’ you coo at the little girl, who looks at you with wide eyes and you’re forced to blink a couple of times because she looks just like him. 

‘‘Of course she is, she’s my spitting image!’’ Jungkook confirms your thought as he grabs Sunhi’s cheek gently with his fingers and squeezes, making the baby giggle.

You side-eye him and then focus your attention back on the baby in your hands, ‘‘No, you’re not, Sunhi. Your daddy is not cute at all.’’ 

‘‘You’re gonna make me put this camera down and have a discussion about this.’’ 

Jungkook chuckles at the footage, noticing how he made you smile because of his comment. The video isn’t long, it’s mostly you cooing to a then tiny Sunhi, giggling at the way you would nuzzle your nose into her belly as Jungkook laughed behind the camera. 

‘‘Jungkook, look at her!’’ You practically squeal as Sunhi grabs your thumb with her little hand ‘‘Oh my gosh, I think I’m gonna cry.’’ 

He laughs as he does a close-up of his daughter holding on to your finger, until he hears the little sniffle you let out and the camera is now focused on you silently wiping a tear away. 

‘‘Wait, you’re actually crying?’’ Jungkook asks in disbelief and you turn to look at him to find the lens focused on you ‘‘Sunhi, you’re Auntie Y/N loves you so much that she’s crying! How cute.’’ 

‘‘You’re so dumb, seriously.’’ you mumble with a frown, going back to gawking at the baby still holding on to your thumb. 

Jungkook sighs, ‘‘I’m gonna have to bleep that out, y’know?’’

You laugh and shrug your shoulders, caressing Sunhi’s stomach. Jungkook whispers ‘cute’, so soft that you’re unable to hear it.

Once it ends, Jungkook is able to see his smiling face as it reflects on the black screen and it’s only then he realized he’d been grinning the whole time. Now his ears are filled with Jiwoo talking over the phone and his smile goes back to a straight line. 

Jungkook closes the video and clicks on the next one, hoping that it’s one that involves you as well. He’s unable to press play because Jiwoo is suddenly standing in front of him, arms crossed and she’s no longer talking on her phone. 

‘‘Yes?’’ He asks, removing an earbud to show her she has his full attention.

‘‘So, where were you last night?’’ 

Jungkook’s slightly surprised that she cares. He tends to forget there’s still some humanity left in her after all, ‘‘At Y/N’s.’’ he answers with a shrug, eyes going back to stare at the screen of his laptop. 

Jiwoo scoffs and he’s forced to look at her again, eyebrow slightly raised. He hopes she doesn’t start because it’s too early and it’s a Saturday. But Jiwoo doesn’t like taking breaks like he does.

‘‘I thought you said that she wasn’t going to be able to take care of Sunhi on Fridays.’’ There’s bitterness in her tone, ‘‘so, what were you doing there?’’ 

Jungkook understands where Jiwoo’s curiosity comes from, but it’s strange. She’s never been the type to ask where he’s been, what he’s doing with Sunhi while she’s not around ─which is practically all the time─ and doesn’t care for your business either. 

‘‘I just stopped by.’’ Jungkook mutters, stroking the nape of his neck in an attempt to not seem suspicious, ‘‘We hung out and Sunhi fell asleep, she didn’t wanna come back home.’’ 

And that’s true, Jiwoo narrows her eyes at him as if she’s debating whether or not to believe him and the excuse of their sleeping daughter. She doesn’t know Sunhi that well to conclude if it’s possible or not. 

‘‘And what, did you all three sleep together in the same bed? Playing family, maybe?’’ 

Jungkook looks at her in disbelief. This is a first. 

‘‘What?’’ Is all he’s able to muster because he’s genuinely shocked at her accusation. 

Jiwoo rolls her eyes, ‘‘Oh, please. Like I’m going to buy that hanging out bullshit.’’ Jungkook looks like a deer stuck in headlights and she chuckles, ‘‘Is what I give to you not enough?’’ 

‘‘I─what are you on about?’’ 

He figures this is her picking a fight because he wasn’t around yesterday to attend her needs like he usually does every Friday night. But Jungkook’s mind is quick to remind him of what he did and it’d be really ironic if he denies Jiwoo’s accusations, that for the first time are actually true. 

‘‘I carried around that girl for nine months, ruined my body because of her, all for you to pick someone else over me?’’ Jiwoo’s voice is raised a little higher and Jungkook can’t help but look over at Sunhi’s bedroom door and hope his daughter is not listening to anything coming from the living room. ‘‘I knew I should’ve never trusted her, I always knew your friendship with her was fucking weird.’’

Jungkook doesn’t want to raise his voice either. It’s not going to get them anywhere. But he can’t stand the way she’s speaking about his daughter and you, she’s never crossed those boundaries before. 

‘‘Are you insane? How can you talk about your daughter like she’s nothing?’’ Jungkook spats out, ‘‘I’ve always been thankful for what you did, I know the shit you went through to bring her into this world.’’ 

But Jiwoo doesn’t care about how loud she’s being, ‘‘You’re so thankful you pay me back by fucking your best friend? While I’m alone over here waiting for you to come back?’’

Jungkook has to take a deep breath and close his eyes for a second, before he loses it. 

He clears his throat, ‘‘Jiwoo, I have always chosen you. Always. I did back when I was a sophomore, I did it when I asked you to marry me, and I did it when I chose you to be the mother of my children. So, I don’t know what─’’

‘‘I don’t give a flying fuck if you chose me! I was supposed to be all of that either way, Jungkook.’’ She interjects.

Was she, though? Of course, she was his girlfriend then. It would make sense that she’d be the one to end up marrying him, having his kids and living the happy life everyone guaranteed he’d live alongside her. 

But he hasn’t been thinking about the choices he ended up taking back then. Instead, he’s been wondering about the ‘what if’s and Jiwoo isn’t in any of them. 

Jungkook’s been daydreaming for months now about how different his life would’ve turned out if he had never asked the pretty girl in his class all those years back and instead had focused his attention somewhere else. Or someone else.. 

‘‘Are you going to answer me?’’ Jiwoo’s stern voice brings him back to the reality he hates, ‘‘Were you going to pick me or was I a second choice?’’ She slowly asks, giving him an opportunity to digest every single word she spoke. 

‘‘You weren’t a second choice,’’ he mumbles and his gaze has faltered and instead focused back on the screen of his laptop. Clicking on a video randomly, trying to distract himself from the situation at hand. Hoping that whatever he says is enough for Jiwoo to leave him alone. 

It doesn’t help that the video automatically plays and it’s you on the first frame, a big smile as you hold Sunhi towards the camera, making her wiggle in your arms. 

What if. 

‘‘Show me that you love me, then.’’

The video still plays as Jungkook looks back at Jiwoo standing right in front of him, her arms are still crossed, but the look on her face is different. Her brows are no longer furrowed and Jungkook might be wrong, but he thinks her eyes look glossy. 

He doesn’t act quickly enough and she takes the laptop from him, closing it before she can even notice what is it that has garnered his attention. Jiwoo straddles his lap and he jumps slightly at the action, placing her arms around his neck as she looks at him with innocent eyes. 

If he didn’t know her, he would’ve believed them. 

‘‘Jiwoo, let’s not─’’ 

‘‘I missed you yesterday,’’ she interjects in a whisper ‘‘show me that you love me right now.’’ 

Her lips latch onto his neck, biting and sucking on the skin as he tries to wriggle himself out of her hold, but her hands push at his chest so he can stay still. 

‘‘C’mon,’’ she mumbles ‘‘show me.’’ She’s pleading by then.

He feels nothing. There’s no electricity in Jiwoo’s kisses. No tingles on his back, no goosebumps on his skin, no fireworks going off. If anything, everytime her lips meet his skin it feels bitter, like they don’t belong there at all. 

‘‘Daddy, come please!’’ The muffled voice of Sunhi inside her room interrupts the one-sided moment and Jungkook is silently thanking her. 

Jiwoo doesn’t make an effort to move as she keeps kissing on all the exposed skin he has to offer. Jungkook sighs in frustration as he forces her off him, making her land beside him with an astonished expression.

Her hands tighten into fists as she looks at him like he’s gone insane, ‘‘What the fuck is wrong with you?’’ She asks in disbelief.

Jungkook blinks, ‘‘Did you─?’’ He gestures with his finger over to his daughter’s room, ‘‘Sunhi is calling me.’’ 

His wife scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest again, ‘‘Of course, you always go running when it comes to her.’’ 

Contrary to his belief, there is no humanity left in Jiwoo at all. She’s just really good at pretending like she cares so she can get her way. This is the last time Jungkook falls for this trick.

Jungkook opens his mouth, but nothing comes out. He repeats this action a few times, to stammer something out. Anything. But there’s nothing besides the expecting silence of his wife as she chuckles incredulously. Jungkook ignores this and turns around, a second away from opening Sunhi’s bedroom door─

‘‘You’re a waste of a husband.’’ Jiwoo sneered. 

His hand drops from the door handle and he sighs, taking a deep breath in and out.

He looks back at her, ‘‘You know what, Jiwoo? I wasn’t lying when I said you weren’t my second choice.’’ he informs and her eyebrow raises up ‘‘But you aren’t my first choice now either.’’

Jiwoo scowls and heaves in anger, ready to let hell loose on him ‘‘I knew that who─’’

‘‘It’s Sunhi,’’ he states and Jiwoo closes her mouth before she can even finish her sentence. ‘‘Ever since I knew you were pregnant with her, she’s been at the top of my list and she’ll always be there. I don’t care what you do or say to me, I really don’t. You don’t love me, Jiwoo.’’

At the accusation, her eyes soften and she’s standing up to argue that it’s not true, but Jungkook raises his hand in a motion to stop her. 

‘‘You don’t love me and I don’t love you.’’ 

Jungkook expected her to start yelling at him like she usually did, but Jiwoo’s rendered speechless on her spot as she stares at him, blinking rapidly. 

‘‘I don’t love you,’’ he repeats ‘‘and I haven’t loved you for a while now. I don’t remember the last time my heart raced up when I saw you or when I stopped enjoying kissing you. And I’m sorry, because I should’ve told you instead of pretending like I did.’’ 

Jiwoo’s motionless as she takes all of his words in. 

‘‘But I did it for her because I didn’t want her to hate me if you ever left. But that was a dumb idea because you don’t care about Sunhi. And frankly, I doubt she cares about you either. She never speaks about you, never asks about you, she’s used to you not being here even if you sort of are.’’ 

Jungkook places his hand over the doorknob once again and Jiwoo grimaces.

‘‘I should’ve never begged you to come back. I should’ve thought about what you wanted and it’s always been clear to me what that is,’’ Jungkook swallows the knot he feels in his throat ‘‘and it’s never been Sunhi or me.’’

‘‘Jungkook.’’

He thinks she’s about to tell him how sorry she is. That she’ll recognize how heartless she’s been and how she not only failed him, but failed their daughter too. Maybe beg for a final try at their relationship as she promises she’ll change this time. 

Jungkook hums and spares her one last glance.

Jiwoo has a stoic expression on her face and she speaks under her breath, but clear enough for him to hear, ‘‘Sign the papers when you get them.’’

You expect Minji to just jump at you any minute now because if looks could kill, you’d be dead already. Maybe you should’ve pretended like you weren’t home and let Minji knock on your door until she’d give up, but even you knew better than that. 

It was better to face her now than to deal with her accumulated wrath later.

‘‘When were you going to tell me?’’ She suddenly asks and it takes you by surprise because it had been way too silent since you had let her in.

Minji works like a predator, she attacks when you least expect it and right now you definitely feel like you’re about to be eaten. 

‘‘I─uh…’’ 

She sighs and you can see the disappointment in her face, ‘‘Were you going to tell me at all?’’ 

You nod instead, not trusting yourself enough to speak at the moment. 

It had been a week since the event in your living room and it makes you shift uncomfortably in your chair as you stare at your friend, who’s sitting on the couch where everything went down. 

‘‘Then why did I have to find out through Taehyung?’’ She asks in a disappointed tone. 

You figured he’d tell her. It’s not like you asked him not to do so, but you had silently prayed that the universe was on your side on this one and by some unknown reason they wouldn’t bump into each other at work and Minji, like she usually did, wouldn’t ask him about you. Because if she did, then he’d have to explain how you had broken the news that you had made out with your best friend; the one Minji despised with her soul. 

A sigh escapes your lips as you lower your head with shame.

You were supposed to tell her, but every time you took your phone and tried to dial or text her, your nerves got the best of you and ended up chickening out, promising that you’d do it the next day. Then the next day. And the next day. 

It’s not like you’re scared of Minji─well, maybe only slightly. But you know the effort she put into getting you to go out and meet someone new, someone that’s not married and not a father. She’s known Taehyung for so long, probably even told him how much of a good girl you were to convince him to take you out, only for you to end up throwing all of that in the trash like it was nothing. 

Minji’s also spent years pushing you to move on from your friendship with Jungkook. Not just because she doesn’t like him, but because she’s always felt like he’s held you back while he’s made his way in life. You’ve stuck behind him making sure that he’s okay and happy, forgetting about yourself in the process. 

‘‘I’m not angry at you,’’ she speaks softly, making you look up at her with surprise. ‘‘I just─He gave you a second chance, Y/N. Why did you say no?’’ Her words are laced with curiosity and you know that she’s asking because even Taehyung wasn’t able to give her an answer to this question. 

Your bottom lip trembles and you’re trying your hardest not to burst into tears in front of him. You can’t and you won’t. How even dare you to do that? 

‘‘I’m sorry,’’ you whisper and your eyes shift down to the wooden floor of his apartment. ‘‘I’m sorry, Taehyung.’’ You repeat, knowing it’s not enough.

Taehyung gulps and his crossed arms quickly fall to his sides as he realizes that, whatever anger he felt when you told him about what you did, was no longer there the moment he saw how genuinely apologetic you looked. 

‘‘I’m an idiot, I know.’’ You continue, rubbing your clammy hands into the material of your leggings and it does nothing to dry them. ‘‘I’m sorry, Taehyung.’’

He knows he shouldn't be so easily swayed by your apology, but he can’t help but want to cradle you in his arms. And when he does, your eyebrows raise in surprise as you gasp because you weren’t expecting this. 

You expected anger, insults thrown out about how you’re a slut and being kicked out of his apartment with him telling you to never contact him again. 

Taehyung’s still sweet even when his heart is getting broken. 

‘‘It’s okay,’’ he whispers into your hair as one of his hands runs up and down your back ‘‘we can work this out, yeah?’’ 

You bite the tip of your tongue as you take his words in, feeling your heart speeding up even faster than what it was when you spilled everything out on him. Maybe you would’ve preferred him getting angry than his current reaction.

‘‘It’s not like we were exclusive, right?’’ Taehyung chuckles, but it feels like he’s convincing himself that that was the reason as to why it happened. ‘‘Let’s forget it, seriously.’’

A shaky sigh comes out of your mouth as your arms, that hadn’t reciprocated his hug, gain the strength to separate yourself from him. He looks taken aback, but he’s waiting for you to reply in agreement because, yes, you could work this out if you try hard enough. 

But that’s not realistic. Pretending like you never kissed Jungkook is not realistic at all, because it’s sad to admit that you won’t be able to kiss Taehyung again without thinking about your best friend in the back of your head as you’re reminded that not only did you let him kiss you, but you reciprocated and not only did you reciprocate, but you liked it a little too much. 

‘‘Y/N,’’ he speaks up, snapping you from your thoughts,‘‘please, let’s just try.’’ He silently asks─no, begs. 

The barking of his dog, Yeontan, startles you as you come to stare at the little dog at the feet of his owner, who at the moment isn’t interested to see what he wants. You never told Taehyung, but the teacup pomeranian was extremely overprotective of him. 

He’s barking at you like you’re hurting his owner and maybe you aren’t physically doing any damage, but you know that you’re about to break his heart all over again.

‘‘I-I…,’’ you blink as you try to focus on the man in front of you and not the dog on the ground, ‘‘I’m sorry, I can’t.’’ 

Yeontan’s barks increase and Taehyung is at a loss for words to beg you to stay and talk things through. You can still hear the dog’s incessant barking as you make your way down the hall and that’s when the tears you were holding finally fall down. 

‘‘Taehyung’s a nice guy, Y/N. He forgave you and you just left?’’ Minji asks, disbelief in her tone. ‘‘I thought you liked him.’’

‘‘I do!’’ You finally speak up. You’re sure of it, you like Taehyung. Your friend gives you a puzzled look because she really can’t understand you right now. ‘‘I like Taehyung, I really do,’’ you mutter, ‘‘but it’s not fair to him.’’ 

Minji scrunches her face up because there’s only one reason you’re thinking that way. She’s tired of this narrative, it’s old and overdone and it should’ve ended years ago.

She lets out a breathless chuckle, ‘‘You love him, don’t you?’’ Another question that takes you by surprise.

‘‘No, I just─’’

Minji holds her finger up, interrupting you, ‘‘I’m talking about Jungkook.’’ 

This is the attack. Not the other questions she had asked you regarding her old family friend. Not the unannounced arrival to your apartment on an uneventful Saturday morning where you had chosen to stay in bed instead of facing the peaceful yoga instructor. Not the glaring looks she had been giving you for the last minutes.

And if you weren’t ready for any of those, this one definitely takes the prize. 

‘‘I-I of course I love him,’’ you mumble, ‘‘he’s my friend.’’

Minji smirks as her eyebrows raise, ‘‘No, I’m asking if you’re in love him.’’ 

You’re sure that the feelings that you’ve had for Jungkook have always been platonic. You do love him because he’s your friend and you’re supposed to love your friends. But you know that the love that you have for him is very different from the one you have for anyone else. It might be the history between you two. You’ve been with him through it all, cheering from the sidelines as he accomplishes one milestone after the other. 

‘‘Be honest with me,’’ Minji demands, ‘‘are you in love with Jungkook?’’ she asks once again.

Your eyes well up and your bottom lip is trembling as you look back at your intimidating best friend because your silence is deafening and you’re expecting her to throw the last blow. You think you deserve it. Minji has so much she wants to say, but you look so dejected and she figures that you might’ve just realized it. 

‘‘Hey, it’s okay.’’ She comes up to you quickly, crouching down as she looks up at the tears rolling down your reddened cheeks. ‘‘Y/N, it’s okay.’’ 

You’ve been trying to tell yourself the same thing the past few days. 

It’s okay that you kissed your best friend. It’s okay that you’ve slowly and silently started harbouring feelings for him. It’s okay that you just realized you’ve been in love with him for a while now. It’s okay that you’ve been resenting the fact that he didn’t choose you all those years ago. It’s okay that you take care of and love his daughter like she’s yours. 

But...

‘‘No, it’s not.’’ You cry, ‘‘I can’t do that, Minji, he’s not mine to have.’’ 

Your mind quickly brings you back to the harsh reality, which is that Jungkook will never be yours. He probably only kissed you because he was looking for something that was capable of exciting him again after realizing how bored of his marriage he is. He doesn’t love you like that, he’ll never love you like that.

Minji can’t disagree with what you just said, but she also feels like right now is not the time to make you feel even worse when it’s obvious you’re already there. 

‘‘I blocked his number, anyway.’’ You mumble out, wiping away your tears. 

Your friend’s eyes widened at the revelation, ‘‘What?’’. 

‘‘I freaked out after I talked to Taehyung because I felt so guilty and you know how I don’t know how to deal with shit ever, so I just─’’ You stop yourself from rambling and sigh as you feel Minji’s hand squeezing your knee as a sign of comfort, ‘‘I can’t see him again without thinking about it. I can’t take care of Sunhi knowing he’s going home to sleep with Jiwoo. I just can’t keep pretending anymore.’’ 

Minji can’t do much after that, you’ve become a sobbing mess and the tears seem unstoppable. She’s never seen you like this and it dawns on her that you’ve held all of this in for way too long. 

It’s ironic because she’s always told you that you need space from Jungkook, thinking it’d be good for you to finally realize that you’re not part of his list of priorities anymore and hadn’t been for a long time. 

But she hadn’t taken into account what the after effects of not having him in your life anymore would look like.

[12:03 PM] Jeon Jungkook: hi y/n 

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[12:04 PM] Jeon Jungkook: hey???

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[12:07 PM] Jeon Jungkook: i wanted to see if you’d like to meet up for lunch one of these days? i feel like we need to talk 

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[5:13 PM] Jeon Jungkook: does this work now??

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Jungkook groans in annoyance as he finds another one of his texts left undelivered. It feels like life is either against him or doing this for his own good. 

Nonetheless, he wants to talk to you because it’s been a few days since he last saw and heard from you. He figures you’re mad, the last words you spoke to him didn’t sound friendly at all and he wonders if maybe leaving without saying goodbye that day was the right thing to do. 

The small snores coming from beside him make him realize Sunhi is finally asleep and he can’t help but let out a sigh of disappointment as he watches her curl into a fetal like position, clutching her Dumbo plush toy and slightly drooling into his favorite pillow, making him pout because he knows he won’t be able to pry it away from her when he decides to fall asleep too. 

Sunhi being fast asleep is supposed to bring peace to Jungkook’s tiring day, though the silence is extremely uncomfortable and these days he’s come to realize how much he rather have his daughter running around and yelling in excitement than this.

Complete and utter silence.

[7:13 PM] Jeon Jungkook: (1.jpg attached) sunhi misses auntie y/n!! she’s been asking me about you a lot 

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[7:15 PM] Jeon Jungkook: i miss auntie y/n more tho…

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[7:17 PM] Jeon Jungkook: i hope ur alright :)

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‘‘Pumpkin, you can stop smiling already.’’ Jungkook chuckles as he looks up from his phone, noticing his daughter still holding the big smile he had given him when he requested to take a picture of her to send to you. ‘‘I already sent the picture to Auntie Y/N.’’ He informs and she sighs with relief, massaging her cheeks from straining them too hard.

Though his eyebrows furrow, noticing his messages have once again been left undelivered. He makes a mental note to call the phone company soon, because it’s been over a week since he last sent the first messages and those remained in the same state as well. 

‘‘Daddy, unpause!’’ Sunhi demands, making him realize that he’s in the middle of showing her his favorite Pixar movie, Cars. 

Twenty minutes had passed and for a majority of them Sunhi had only watched attentively and Jungkook looked over at her every other second just to make sure she hadn’t fallen asleep. Warmness spread throughout him as he noticed his daughter looking at the screen with those big doe eyes she had inherited from him. 

Once the scene where Sally shows Lightning McQueen around Radiator Springs, Jungkook feels a tug at his sweatshirt and looks down to notice Sunhi’s little hand grabbing at the fabric, her eyes are still glued to the screen.

“Auntie Y/N likes this too?” She asks and Jungkook chuckles because his daughter can’t stop thinking about his friend even when doing anything completely unrelated to you.

Maybe that’s another thing she inherited as well.

[7:03 PM] Jeon Jungkook: so i called my phone company and asked them abt why my messages aren’t being delivered and they said that you must’ve blocked me

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[7:04 PM] Jeon Jungkook: yeah i guess you did

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Jungkook’s mind has gone blank ever since he got off the phone with the cellphone company. 

The idea that you might’ve blocked his number had not once crossed his mind during the weeks of undelivered texts and phone calls sent straight to voicemail. It was obvious, but he didn’t think you’d be capable of doing it. 

He wanted it to be a network issue or something else that he could put blame on instead of facing the realization that you had shut him out from your life. And that thought hurt, no─stung him. 

The worst part is that he knows he deserves it. It was foolish of him to think that you had enjoyed the kiss too. Dumb enough to believe that you might’ve reciprocated the way he felt. 

Jungkook doesn’t want to think this is the end, maybe it’s that stupid voice inside his head that always holds on to things that he knows he should let go of. But he can’t just let go of this and move on. 

He doesn’t remember what life was like before you and he sure as hell does not want to know what it’ll be like without you.

[1:30 AM] Jeon Jungkook: i miss you so fucking much i’m sorry if i knew that kissing you would’ve fucked everything up htne i woudl’ve never done it y/n i’m sorry 

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[1:31 AM] Jeon Jungkook: i really wanted to kiss you but it was selfish of me to do it i didnt think about what you must’ve felt im sos sorry 

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[1:32 AM] Jeon Jungkook: sunhi’s been asking me about yoj and i dont even know what to say anymore

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[2:27 AM] Jeon Jungkook: i don’t even care if you dont wanna speak to me anymore i fucked this up for sunhi she loves you so much and you’re her favorite person ever and i ruined it for her just bc i wanted to see if you felt the same way as i do

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[3:50 AM] Jeon Jungkook: i miss you y/n i really do 

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“Daddy, lemme go!” Sunhi whines trying to escape from her father’s hands as he finishes applying the sunscreen on her arms, “Daddy!”.

He gives her a stern look and the toddler huffs, sticking her bottom lip out in an act of annoyance. The playground games are waiting for her and she feels like her dad is just coming between them and her.

“Alright,” he pats his big hands on her tiny arms, “you’re good to—“ Jungkook isn’t able to finish his sentence because his daughter’s already running towards one of the slides, “Sunhi, be careful!” He reminds her, but she’s too focused on the rides than on her dad’s warning.

Jungkook sighs and relaxes into the bench. 

“She’s precious,” She comments with a small smile as her attention focuses on the little girl having the time of her life going down the slide, “I’m surprised she’s yours.” 

Jungkook looks over at the woman beside him and scoffs, but he can’t help but agree. Sunhi is too good and too pure, the best thing he’s ever done in his life. 

“Yeah, well, it’s all her.” Jungkook admits, eyes focusing back on Sunhi, “She’s really great.” 

There’s an uncomfortable silence between them and Jungkook has to clear his throat to gain her attention. 

“I’m sorry I couldn’t meet up at a café,” Jungkook apologizes and nods over at his daughter, “she’s been a little misbehaved lately, you said you wanted to talk to me and I figured that if I took Sunhi to a place like that she’d just—“

She interrupts his rambling, “Hey, it’s okay. I have no problem, really.” She assures him and he nods slightly, “I haven’t been in a place like this in a long time.” 

Jungkook scratches the back of his neck and glances over at the woman who’s looking at him with an expression he can’t quite pinpoint. It makes him so nervous that he quickly shifts his gaze to the ground.

“This is so weird.” He admits with an awkward chuckle and she raises her eyebrow, “I mean—you hate me, Minji, so I don’t know what you want to talk about.” 

“I don’t hate you!” Minji laughs and Jungkook finally looks at her and she falters, “Seriously! I only dislike you and that’s saying a lot.” 

He supposes that’s a good thing, considering how aggressive Minji used to be towards him back in college. Always letting him know how much she despised his guts, how he didn’t deserve to have you as his friend and even once threw a drink at his face during a party; though you swore to him she was drunk and that she didn’t mean it.

Jungkook hadn’t seen her much since, only a few times if it was your birthday and they managed to cross paths, because the girl made sure she was never in the same room as him. The times it happened, he felt like she was throwing daggers at him through her eyes. 

“It always bothered me how putty in your hands she was for you,” Minji begins, crossing her arms over her chest as she settles back into the bench, “and how oblivious you were about it.” 

Jungkook looks back at her and there’s a small smile on her face, most likely looking over at his daughter. 

“How when we got together for study sessions, she’d be tired because she was taking care of you the night before at one of those stupid frat parties you loved dragging her to.” Minji recalls and Jungkook feels like his mouth has gone dry from the memory.

She crosses one of her legs over the other, “Or that whole Jiwoo ordeal, how you had practically put Y/N aside once you managed to date the ‘campus hottie’.” She says with air quotes and Jungkook sighs, remembering the beginning of it all.

He knows that he can’t turn back time and change it all. Even if he could, he knows he wouldn’t. If there was no Jiwoo, there’d be no Sunhi. 

An excited yell startles him as he looks over at his daughter, swinging up and down. “Look, daddy! I'm flying!” She calls and he smiles at her. 

“Jesus, that’s fucking precious.” Minji mumbles, but he hears her nonetheless and nods in agreement. “Anyway, I’m not going to act like a saint here and pretend I was vouching for you, because I never did.” 

Jungkook knows. Back then he didn’t understand why Minji was so adamant about trash talking him to you, considering how he and her barely knew each other. Actually, whatever knowledge they had of the other was through of you. 

But Jungkook’s done a lot of self reflecting for the past month and a half and he’s realized why Minji disliked him so much. Or, dislikes. Either way, it’s valid.

“I just wanted her to snap out of it,” she confesses, “and realize that there is a life beyond you. That there’s more than being your best friend and your daughter’s babysitter. That she’s capable of moving on and putting you aside, because if you did that to her then why shouldn’t she?” 

Jungkook hadn’t thought about any of that at all. He had realized he had been a shitty friend, but the idea of just how much definitely hadn’t settled on him. He wishes you knew how much he’s cared about you, but that there were too many overlapping lines for him to ever express it.

“I thought that after setting her up with Taehyung she had finally realized it,” she continues “but you know how she is, she rarely lets up and I knew she wasn’t going to let you go that easily.” 

Jungkook draws in a long breath, rubbing his now clammy hands in his jeans as he looks back towards Minji. 

“I mean, she couldn’t let her go that easily.” She jerks her head towards Sunhi, still sitting on the swings, though she’s slowed down now. “She loves that little girl so damn much.” 

Jungkook’s sure of this. He recognizes the immense love you have for Sunhi, how sincere and unconditional it is. It’s the way a mother loves her child, though he never expected it to come from you instead. He’s not surprised though, because it’s the same love you gave to him. But it’s louder, there are no boundaries that you needed to respect to show Sunhi just how much you loved her, unlike with him. 

It dawns on him that cutting him off must’ve been hard. You probably wanted to do it for way longer and only stayed because of Sunhi and Jungkook doesn’t want to think about the dilemma you must’ve went through to finally do it this time around. 

He runs his hands through his hair, letting out a shaky breath, remembering that Sunhi doesn’t have you anymore. That’s the reason as to why she’s been so misbehaved lately, crying way too often, throwing tantrums over the smallest of things. Jungkook could blame it on the fact that she’s soon turning four and maybe it’s something that comes with age, it might just be a coincidence that she’s acting this way during a time you’re no longer present in her life.

This is the thing Sunhi might not be able to forgive him for.

“Minji,” he finally speaks up and the woman beside him focuses his gaze back on him, “I miss her so much.” He mumbles, not trusting himself to speak up because he might choke back a sob.

“Only now?” 

“No!” He says this a little too harshly and Minji jumps slightly at the tone in his voice, “I’ve always missed her and I’m fucking idiot for realizing too late.” 

She hums and Jungkook’s chest rises and falls with rapid breaths, “She’s my first thought when I wake up and when I finally manage to go to sleep. Sunhi constantly reminds me about her, asking me where she is and when can she see her and I have to force myself to lie.” 

Jungkook doesn’t realize Minji’s hand is now awkwardly placed on his back, hesitantly tapping as if to give him some comfort. It’s weird to see him like this, she had convinced herself that the guy didn’t have any feelings when it came to you.

“She blocked my number, I can’t call her and all my texts have been left undelivered. I’ve driven by her apartment building too many times with the plan to go up and talk to her, but I always back out because I’m an idiot and I know she’ll hate me if I do that and I—“

“Jungkook.” 

“I just want to know if she still cares, I don’t mind if she doesn’t feel the same way. But I want to know that Y/N still cares about Sunhi and me. Do you know? Does she? Could you please—“

Jungkook’s ramble is interrupted by the crying sounds of Sunhi, who’s now on the ground as she sobs and he quickly stands up to go straight towards her. He blinks away the tears that had formed in his eyes because there’s only room for one crying baby here.

“Pumpkin, what happened?” He asks in a soft voice, crouching down at her level and she’s pouting as she points at her bloody knee. “Did you fall down?” She nods and he sighs, picking her up as he takes her back to the bench where Minji waits with expectancy to check on the little girl.

Jungkook places Sunhi beside her and looks through his daughter’s bag for the emergency kit he carried around. He cleans the blood delicately with a gauze and alcohol, making the little girl wince and yelp out an ‘ouch!’ as she holds tightly to Minji’s thigh. 

“It’s okay, Pumpkin.” He reassures her with a smile, making his daughter nod because she trusts her dad, “It was an accident and accidents are part of growing up, right?” She nods again and Minji figures this isn’t a first for her.

Once the blood has been cleaned, Jungkook places a cute rainbow patterned bandaid on the wound in her knee. 

“There we go,” he announces and Sunhi lets out the breath she’d been holding, ‘‘all done! Are you good now?” 

“Yes,” Sunhi weakly replies, “daddy, I wanna go home.” 

Jungkook’s eyebrows raise in surprise, but the look on her face tells him that she’s probably still shaken by the accident and most likely wants to take a nap to forget about it.

He looks over at Minji with an apologetic look and she gives him half a smile, “Go, it’s alright.” 

Jungkook nods and takes Sunhi in his arms, which she gladly accepts and settles her head in the crook of his neck. Minji’s ready to leave, figuring there was no point in staying any longer.

“Minji, wait!” He stops her before she goes, making her turn around and offer him a curious look, “Sunhi’s birthday is in a few weeks and,” Jungkook reaches for something inside his daughter’s bag, “she really wants Y/N to be there.” He whispers, taking out a party invitation to hand over to Minji.

She smirks, looking at the personalized invitation for his daughter’s fourth birthday, “Just Sunhi?” She asks and he lets out a breathless laugh.

“Me too.” Jungkook adds and a small smile appears on his face as he says it. “Uh—thank you for talking to me, I know it must’ve been hard.” 

Minji swats her hand in the air, “It’s alright, just wanted to make sure how you and the kid were doing. It’s all she talks about anyway.” 

A gasp escapes his lips and he holds on to his daughter tighter as she nuzzles her face farther in. 

“I’ll give her the card, but—I can’t guarantee if she’ll go.” She warns and he nods, understanding.

Though he does not like the possible outcome, he settles down with the idea that you’ll notice how even though you both haven’t spoken towards each other in almost two months, he’s still thinking about you either way. Every day. 

[99liners]

Jaimmeee hiiii

in tatemae series u might get a lot of asks about it .so which oneshot do you think the readers had a hard time sallowing the fact that this kind off relationship was toxic

Coz for me personally psychomacy (i hope I spelled it right) didn't feel that toxic coz I have seen that toxic family thingy happening literally every where like women giving up on their career coz the man earns good n being a stay at home wifey, parents blackmailing their child n dictating their child's life choices n calling it parental concern ya so in short coz off that it didn't really feel toxic coz the society around us made it look normal n I might have at some point also thought of it as normal which I don't now sooooo

henlloo

oh, definitely kaiho!jjk. people are always ready to paint him as a good guy because he is a good-looking fella, he is attractive and he is a detective! which is the peak of his "bad boy trope". he is raw, a fighter, and, in a sense, a tsundere too with his emotions.

i think i get the angriest while answering kaiho asks because in my mind i am always going "but he is not a nice guy at all! he doesn't deserve good things."

and true, you are definitely correct with psychomachy. it might seem all nice and tolerable but family issues which run down from generation to generation are so toxic, that it's almost like an unbreakable inheritable trait they pass down to their successors. i think my biggest goal with psychomachy was to show how naturally it all happened like it was just supposed to happen that way. oh, his parents are overbearing? parents are always like that so get over it!