#i promise i eat better than that but bf is more the cook of us two + we do have some cans of chilli con carne but.

[chaotictomtom]

tonite we dine like kings ;) it was either thing OR unfinished sandwich but im keeping it for tomorrow's lunch :J

[afro-hispwriter]

do you have any headcanons for aemond or ewan (idk if u write for real people) but what do you think either of them would be like in a relationship?

Dating Ewan Mitchell:

Ewan gives off very caring bf vibes

he definitely listens to you all the time

he has a genuine interest in what you say and he learns about you through that

he LOVES seeing you in his clothes

doesnt care if he slowly starts running out of shirts bc seeing you in them makes it better

HORROR MOVIE MARATHONS

ewan loves horror movies and if you don’t… he will respect that

but that doesn’t mean he wont try to convince you

maybe it works

maybe it doesn’t

or maybe you will just as long as you get to be cuddled up to him🤭

OMG CUDDLES

i feel like he gives AMAZING hugs so imagine just laying in your apartment together and he just pulls you into him or your in bed post sex and his arms are wrapped tight, maybe legs entwining with yours

COUPLE FIGHTS:((((((((

tbh i don’t think they would happen often, ewan seems like the guy to realize somethings wrong and bring it up to try and talk

and he seems pretty responsible so fights over chores probably wouldn’t happen

but not saying they wouldn’t happen, one that might happen is over work

if both of you are actors you might not have time too be with each other so there will be more understanding

but if you’re not a celebrity of any kind, it most likely will be a little difficult for you

ewan might but put job before you to often and that hurts:(

you have love and supported him through his hard times, you visit him on set, you go to his premieres

but it goes both ways

a fight would break out, maybe a screaming match followed by some silent treatment until one of you breaks probably ewan

it ends with make up sex

BIG BACK?

im not to sure about ewans cooking abilities since I've only even seen a mention of a steak

BUT if he can cook he probably would cook for you a lot when he can

or if he cant and you can then you’ll take on the cooking aspect

but if you’re not as together as youd like due to work or you’re having a lazy day

i see some take out or simply going out to dinner frequently

The LIL GREEN MONSTER

ngl ewan doesn’t seem like the jealous type NOW

but when his career started kicking off maybe he was a lil jealous of the people you hanged out with

or if you’re a little bit more well known than him and have an established career before him and you had been dating already

boy probably had to deal with the people you work with already and got used to it

but i see a silent jealous person in him if it comes down to it

staying right behind you

holding on to you at all times

maybe he will go as far as kissing you in front of everyone

neck kisses

A LOT of pecks

he might even get a lil handsy around the person

or he will try a full blown make out session and you’ll be like 😯🤨

you both like your privacy like the media might not even know but they will now depending on where its happening

he’s a professional but he loves you so much

but once you catch one to whats his deal

a lil talking too with some words of reassurance and a kiss ofc and he’s back to normal

The talk of MARRIAGE and/or kids probably would come up depending on how long you had been together

i can see ewan giving you a promise ring, especially if you had been dating since you were young

but i say give him two or three years and he’s on one knee

kids though….

not sure if ewan wants kids or if he does obviously just not now

so if you guys got married, kids probably wont happen immediately

unless you had an oopsie before or right after marriage

but the whippets are enough for you two for now🥰

thats all i got for now😙✌🏾

he seems like a pussy eating king ngl

legs trembling

the type to cum just by giving you pleasure

imagine the groans😩

IMAGINE THE CHAIN DANGLING

THIS ISNT A NSFW FUCKK

-

a/n- first time writing a headcannon😗i know this was supposed to be both ewan and aemond but aemonds will come later🥰

[beanxiv]

I've been wondering how bf!Noya's reaction would be if you looked at him for too long and when they asked you what's wrong you just said "you're so pretty". You can write?

warnings: i'm sorry this is kind of short bc i'm so tired, that said: this is barely proofread, fluff, petnames, established relationship, nishinoya and reader are in their 3rd year! reader is manager of vb team

wc: 705

notes: i love nishinoya yuu an insane amount

tags: @ilovesillycats (bc ik how much u love nishinoya)

"yuu, you can't fail this test, you know that." you're currently helping your boyfriend study for an upcoming math test. the test that his chances of going on the trip with his volleyball team depends on.

"yeah, yeah— i know. but we don't have to study for this long! we've been here for soo long, babe!" yuu groans, slumping and laying his head in your lap.

you start running your fingers through his hair like it's second nature. "baby, it hasn't even been an hour yet. and don't you wanna go to the training camp with your teammates? and i'll be there too, it'd be a shame if you made me go all alone, wouldn't it?" as head manager of the team now that kiyoko has graduated, you're also supposed to attend all team related camps and events.

the reminder that you'd be at the camp has nishinoya springing up, "i almost forgot! that means i'll get to see you day and night for an entire week!"

"that's if you study and pass your math exam," you nod to the textbooks laid out on the bed by nishinoya's leg.

"of course i'll pass, babe. are you doubting me?" nishinoya furrows his brows. you giggle and shake your head, "no, f'course not, love. but better to be safe than sorry, yeah?"

"mhm, mhm." nishinoya sighs, "fine. i'll study a bit. just for you, baby. but first, can we get a snack, i'm kinda hungry."

"okay, yuu. we'll get a snack and then you'll study, right baby?"

right," nishinoya nods his affirmation before pulling you off the bed with him to his kitchen.

when he finally picks something to eat he rushes back into his room and onto his bed, with his head rested in your lap again. "see, y/n, that was quick wasn't it? now we can study! i can't wait for the trip, baby, can you?? it'll be so much fun! i'll get to eat your cooking, and play volleyball, and see you often, and sleep with you, and—well, maybe coach won't let us sleep together, but it's okay! we'll find a way to do it anyway!"

it's adorable how excited he became as soon as you mentioned you'd be at the trip. the thought that he loves you this much is heart-warming. you can't help the soft smile that lifts your cheeks.

"tanaka can cover for us, and— oh. hey, what's wrong, babe? do i have something on my face?"

you realize you've zoned out. "sorry, yuu. what did you say?"

"you're staring at me a lot, is there something on me?" nishinoya swipes at his face and tries to look at his own face for any leftovers of the snack he just ate.

"hm? no, it's nothing. you're just really pretty, yuu. y'know that?" you reach down to brush his cheek that was pressed up against your thigh.

the libero blushed up to his ears, "well i wouldn't usually call myself pretty, more likely hot or something, but if you say i'm pretty then i guess 'm pretty.."

"you're hot, and pretty, and handsome, and cute, and all of the above." you tell him.

"and i'm smart."

you nod, "and you're smart."

"and 'm gonna pass this math exam."

"you are. and when you do, you'll get to go on the training camp trip and we'll do all the things you promised, how's that sound?" you lean down and nishinoya leans forward to meet you halfway as you kiss his forehead.

"sounds like i should study," nishinoya straightens up, presses a sweet kiss to your lips and rushes to his desk to pull out more textbooks.

safe to say, the rest of the night was spent full of kisses and a study session, that was really more of a cuddle session. but it's okay, who were you to get mad when it was so clear nishinoya would do his best to pass the exam now?"

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[enmi-land]

diaaa, I feel like I'm always firm w my ideas i send and like always resonate with them, but for this one, idk if it like rlly makes sense 😭😭😭 (probably bcoz im kinda tipsy, but you'll understand, hopefully) (bcoz idk if it fits jake or jay more 😭)

so, it all started when I saw a tiktok abt when miss princess meets Mr "ill spoil you even more than anyone". and I think?! it was like a shifting acc or sum idek 😭 but it was talking abt jake... so I thought to transport those ideas here !

the reason why I'm kinda uncertain abt this is cuz like we always see as jay spoiling mila, like buying her stuff, cooking for her etc, but I rlly wanted to solely project this "prompt" kinda w jake, as the original user intended to.

so here's my kinda interpretation of it:

I feel like as much as jay spoils her "money-wise" (and ofc every-wise), Jake is kinda the type to do it randomly ?! like idk how to explain it, but its not like jay where it comes '"naturally" if yk what I mean 😭😭

also see Jake not doing it money-wise, and more in other aspects. id see him carrying mila for no absolute reason, like babes she can walk 😭😭😭 ofc mila deserves it tho 🥰

and then, maybe if the other hyung like members, maybe jay is like stern w her cuz she's not eating properly or smth like that, Jake's definitely 100% the type to go behind their backs and give her that thing. (like chocolate or smth) JAKE WILL SNEAK MILA OUT of the dorms as if they're hiding their relationship even though they're not ?????

OOHH AND TAKINH HER OUT LATE AT NIGHT, EVEN IF IT ANNOYS THE OTHER MEMBERS 😿 like bros probably taking her out for dessert A LOT, EVEN MORE if he knows she's dieting (she doesn't need it :] )

also bro probably has a one-sided competition w jay to spoil her the most 😭😭😭 he probably religiously asks mila when she's getting her nails done, and then sends her design ideas and money.

princess treatment ON TOP ‼‼‼ and jts not even like smth major that he does yk, even the small things, like opening the door for mila, opening her drinks, helping her w the smallest things ! just bcoz he wants to be around her

but, there is just ONEEE scenario where the princess treatment may falter, and that's when Jake's gaming. like yes hes still aware of mila, happy to see her, even okay if she sits on his lap, but then she better sit still. bcoz then he'll be like 😦🥺

also all the credit goes to the og tiktok user who came up w this prompt, I'm just using the prompt to project my ideas in relation to jake and mila !

WAIT STOP bc i feel like jake defs fits the spoiling agenda bc like have you seen him with the maknae line?? fr ppl always talk about Jay spoiling but jake will always be the silent hero of the show ✨✨

is defs the the type who will complain whenever she tells him she wants to go somewhere, bc like “why can’t you go with one of the others” but literally will always en duo accompanying her, even if he’d rather be at home 🌸🌸 with jay, he can usually cook, so Mila doesn’t rlly go out to restaurants with him often (unless it’s for a special occasion), but with jake it’s defs a must for them to be going somewhere to eat especially when they go out ✨✨ but you’re so right… even tho jay is rlly soft for Mila, he’s the one who tends to scold her the most like the responsible bf he is, but jake is gonna use that chance to get brownie points 😆😆 defs is the type to be like “hers some money” or “here’s my card” and Mila is like “wtf” bc it’s not like she broke or anything but it’s just bc Jake likes when she brags about what she buys using his money 😼😼

no that’s so true like don’t get in the way of jake and his games 😆 would defs be like “hold up, soon I promise” but takes five hours before he finally puts down the controller or gets up form the computer chair ☹️☹️

i see jake as the kind of in between of jay and sunghoon, where he either spoils her or makes fun of her/manhandles to out of her like she’s one of the boys and there’s no in between 🤧🤧 but yess thanks to the person who made the TikTok!! 🎀 and thank you for dropping by to leave this in my inbox!! reading about your ideas always makes me happy 💟💟💟💟

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1038: First Day of the Christmas Month (SSBU X Kingdom Hearts)

Pit: Goooooooooood Morning, One in All!~

Sora: How are we doing on this fine day?~

Ren: Pretty good on my end

Mona: Same here.

Yoshi: Yep.

Pitto: Tired as all heck, but I'm fine I guess

Pit: Sweet! Cuz guess what day it is today?~

Yoshi: December 1st?

Sora: Yep! Which meeeeeeans?~

Pitto: Oh God here we go...

Pit: THE FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH TOWARDS CHRISTMAS IS UPON US, FELLA!!

Sora:

Mona: Wait, you guys celebrate the first day of month?

Sora: Only when December comes around. It helps us get more excited for Christmas to come around in a few more days lol

Pit: And we figured what better way to start the day off than to wake our wonderful girlfriends up with the sweet sound of Mariah Carey!.....Which.... haven't really worked out for either of us in the end....

Ren: They caught you two red handed, didn't they?

Sora: Yeah....With iron grips

Pit: And creepy smiles to boot.....

Sora/Pit: (⊙_⊙) (⊙_⊙)

Pitto: Serve you dumbasses right lol

Pitto: No one wants their eardrums blasted by that dumb song all morning

Pit: We knoooow, but it's such a classic tho!

Sora: The slow, beautiful start up, the jingling bells, the upper instrumentals, the catchy lyric, what's not to love!

Pitto: How overrated it gotten

Pitto: I swear, I see people play it everywhere in the past two years!

Yoshi: Yeahhh the song's great and all, but even I gotten tired of it at some point.

Yoshi: I'm more of a Jingle Bell Rock person

Ren: This Christmas will always be one of my Top Holidays Jams

Yoshi: The orignal or the one made by CB?

Ren: Orignal. Although, I am starting to warm up to the newer versions of the song in particular

Morgana: I like Silent Night quite a lot

Morgana: More specifically, the Temptations version.

Pit: Yesssssss! Their take on the song was soooo good to listen too!

Pitto: Have u guys heard their version of Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer?

Pitto: Smoothiest Christmas song I've ever heard in my life

Ren: Agree with you on that one, Angel Brotha

Yoshi: Yeah. Temptations always knows how to make their hits smooth. They even made a Garfield song the most catchy thing ever like wth!?

Mona: Seriously? What's it called?

Yoshi: Shake Your Paw. It plays once Jon starts busting moves on the dance floor, it's incredible

Sora: Ooooh I wouldn't mind seeing a video of that at one point

Pit: Yeah me too

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Riku: (In the Kitchen Room) Guys! Breakfast is Ready!!

Sora/Pit: (Turns to the Kitchen Room Way While Sitting on the Living Room's Sofa with Kirby) 'Kay!

Viridi/Kairi: (In the Other Room) Coming!

Kirby: (Happily Raises his Hands Up in Rejoice) Poyo!~

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Sora: Hey guys, my BF Riku has just finished cooking breakfast for us, the girls, and Kirby

Sora: Wanna dig in with us?

Ren: Sounds nice, but I can't

Ren: I'm already making breakfast of my own and for my Queen back home

Ren: Just a little somethin' the celebrate for completing the N.N.N. Challenge for the first time!

.........................................................................

Ren Amimaya: SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETES THE CHALLENGE

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Pitto: Oh God, you seriously took part in that dumb challenge?I

Ren: Yep. Ryuji dared to me to it actually

Ren: Not the easiest challenge I've ever taken, but it wasn't too hard either

Sora: Wait. What's the No Nut .November. challenge again?

Pit: Yeah. Does it really involve not eating anything nuts related for a whole month?

Ren: Yeahhhh......

Ren: Something like that.....

Ren: Anyways, Makoto's waking up, so I gotta go now. Ciao.

Big Bro Ren Has Left the Chat.

Mona: Riiiight.....

Mona: But anyways, I gotta get going too. I promised Futuba I would help and Boss open up shop this morning.

Mona: Plus, I kinda need to think of a gift to give to Lavenza for our first year anniversary....

Sora: Awwwwwwww that's so sweeet!!~

Piyt: Do you want us to help you look for anything someday this week?

Mona: Sure! I could use all the help I could get really lol

Mona: Anyways, have a great rest of the morning and see you all later

Mona Has Now Left the Chat.

Pit: What about you and Yoshi, Pitto?

Pitto: That depends.

Pitto: How's good is his cooking?

Sora: Godly

Sora: His meals and craftsmanship are compared to that to many gods and powerful beings alike

Sora: My only wish in life I'd that my cooking skills will be close to being as good as his someday......... (˘_˘٥)

Pit: Oh my gosh, everything you said just now was beautiful and all inspiring!

Sora: Thanks. Bro. I only speak from heart and mind of a Keyblade Warrior

Pit: Preach, Spra, PREACH!

Pitto: Uh.....huh

Pitto: But yeah, I'll take you losers up on the invitation

Yoshi: Me too

Yoshi: And also......

Yoshi: I think I might have an idea of how we can all start the first day of December off.

Pit/Sora: You do!?

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Dark Pit: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion at Yoshi While Sitting Next to Him on the Living Room Sofa) You do?

Yoshi: Yeah, I do. (Turns to See a Mistletoe Hanging Up From the Ceiling in the Distance Before Turning Back to DP) You'll.....probably won't like this one though.

Dark Pit: (Immediately Puts on a Deadpinned Look on his Face) What makes you think that exactly?

Yoshi: Welllllllllllll.........

To be Continued

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@26shann

[miekasa]

Mie, I’m begging for some Jean college au bf hcs - im literally so down bad for this man and the way you write men is just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

Absolutely, not a problem 😌 I saved this ask as a draft a while ago when you sent it, sorry for just now getting to it. Anyway, I love Jean with my whole heart, best boy, best boyfriend <33

King of forehead kisses, and not even just because of his height in comparison to yours; he just likes it. He likes the feeling of pressing his lips against your skin, and making you feel safe.

Brings you tea or coffee however you like it every day without fail. If he can get it to you in the morning before work/school then he’ll do that, if not he’ll meet you some time in the middle of the day to drop it off. Your own personal courier just for drinks.

He… has a thing for long(er) nails. He loves the feeling of them against his skin, even if you’re not scratching to apply pressure—just you holding his hand them grazing his skin is enough for him.

That being said, he will pay for you to get your nails done. Actually, he’ll pay for… almost anything you want, but the nails benefit him as much as they do you so feel free to ball out.

He never blowdries his hair because he doesn’t... know how to do the back of it. You did it for him once and he hasn’t stopped thinking about it since, but he’s also too embarrassed to ask you to do/style it again.

On the subject of hair, he does do his best to style it and take care of it, but he’s a sucker whenever you play with it. Sometimes he feigns like you’re messing up all his hard work, but he’ll literally crane his head into your touch. He loves it. 

The first time he lays on top of you and you run your hands through his hair... top 10 most euphoric moments of his life. He tries to fight off the sleep threatening to take over him, but it’s futile. Give it 15 minutes at most before he’s knocked out like a baby. 

Dogs love him. Anytime you’re in a park or just taking a walk and there’s a dog around, it’ll come up to him and he looks adorable leaning down to pet it. He loves dogs, too! So he’s always happy to stop and pet them. He’d be a 10/10 dog dad. 

Has your name saved in his phone with two hearts at the end. Do not point it out.

Loves taking pictures together and if you guys are on a date, he’ll ask someone to get a picture for him. He just likes having them to look back on (and to send to his mom, later).

He doesn’t mind painting classes or videos or tutorials, but he hates paint by numbers kits. He claims that they have no sense of color theory and that it takes the originality and fun out of painting. Not to mention the quality of the paints isn’t great to begin with; all of which he takes very seriously.

It’s pretty cute actually, to see him get worked up over the paint kits. He claims that painting and drawing isn’t even something he takes “that seriously,” it’s just a hobby for him (one he’s insanely good at); but in moments like these, you can tell that he’s way more into art and art theory and history than he lets on. 

Huge movie guy, from animated movies to martial arts movies, Jean is usually willingly to give anything a watch at least once. When he’s high, he can go on about his favorite directors and art styles and movie details for hours if you don’t stop him. It’s super cute. Just don’t bring up Moana, because he’ll start crying. 

Arm around the shoulder kind of boyfriend for sure. It’s a casual way of keeping you near him and letting everyone know that you guys are together. Plus it allows for him to easily pull you into him for a quick forehead kiss when needed.

Listen. If you hug his arm, he’s on cloud nine. He tries to be nonchalant about it but he’s about three seconds away from his eyes rolling back in his head it feels that good to him. Bonus if you lean your head on his bicep a little—then he’s a goner.

He takes his bagels very seriously and believes that both you and him deserve nothing but the best quality bagels. He’ll grumble if a bakery gives you guys a less than favorable one and make a note that taking the long route to get to his favorite place is much more worth it.

Always makes you walk on the side furthest from the cars. If he notices you’re not, he’ll just shuffle behind you until he’s shouldering the street and you’re on the inside. 

He grew up on a kind of modern ranch situation; not exactly all the way in the countryside, but not isolate from the city, either. Because of this, he knows how to ride horses, take care of smaller farm animals, tend to plants, and yes he knows how to use a lasso. You wouldn’t know any of that though, because he never ever talks about it. The only way you find out is when he takes you to visit his mom’s house for the first time, and she asks him for a hand around the place. 

(He’s got a cowboy hat, too, but refuses to put it on. He got it when he was, like, nine, okay, leave him alone). 

When he thinks you look tired, he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you. It’s usually followed up with a kiss to your head, and a promise that you guys will go home soon and get food on the way. 

He’s a really good cook. He just understands and flavors and pairings really well, so he doesn’t need a recipe to make something that tastes good; he just kind of knows what to add to get the balance he’s looking for. 

Naturally, he’ll cook for you. Especially if he finds out that you haven’t eaten all day/in a long time. He doesn’t care if it’s 11pm and it might seem excessive to make steak and potatoes with a side salad at this hour, he’s gonna do it to make sure you eat, and you are going to sit there and watch. 

He also bakes pretty well, though he isn’t as experimental with his baking as he is with his cooking. He usually sticks to what he knows, and it’s not cupcakes and brownies and cakes; he’s better at croissants, and cheesecakes, and canelés. 

Dating Jean means getting along with his friends. If you guys didn’t know each other before you started dating, be prepared to be ambushed by Connie and Sasha (after Jean stops hiding you away and gives them the green light lmfao). Neither of them waste time with the small talk and formalities; straight into mini golfing and beer pong. They make you feel welcome right away.

Sasha always teases that you’re too good for Jean, and that she might just steal you away for herself some day. Sasha is also Jean’s main confidant, so she really knows just how much he loves you, and yeah, she teases him for being lovesick, but really she’s happy for Jean. And proud of him for facing his feelings like this. 

Connie adores you, and you know he trusts you when he starts going to you for advice/help. Could be anything from schoolwork, to what color he should get his new shoes in. He’s also the one who, surprisingly, you have the sentimental talks with about your relationship with Jean. It’s easy to overlook, but Connie loves Jean, and he’s come to love you too; he just wants you both to be happy, so he’s there to listen when you need it. 

Jean waits outside of your classroom after you’ve had a test or presentation, usually with a drink or a snack, or the promise of taking you out as a treat. Always tells you he’s proud of you, and is there to comfort you if you think you didn’t do too well. 

He does not shut up about whatever major you’re in. It could be the same as his; it could be the complete opposite as his. He thinks it’s so sick that you’re doing it, you make it look cooler, you make it look better, and he’s certain you’re the smartest person in your program. 

He’s pretty serious about his studies, too, so he’s always down to study with you in the library whenever you’re both free. More often than not, he shows up after you, usually with food or extra chargers. He greets you with a kiss on the forehead, and asks you how you are while massaging your shoulders gently. If it’s been a while since you took a break, that’s the first item on the list, after that, he gets to work and stays with you until you’re ready to go, even if he doesn’t have as much work to do. 

He always sits across from you. This goes for when you’re in the library, or out to eat at a restaurant; Jean loves sitting across from you. He gets to see your face the best that way, and he adores looking into your eyes when you talk. 

He’s not... not a morning person. He’s not up at 6am ready to grind, but he wakes up before noon; let’s say 10am is his happy medium. That being said, if you wake up before him, regardless of the time, there’s a 9/10 chance he’ll lay on your back and tell you to hush so you guys can sleep for 10 more minutes. 

If you’re (close) friends with Eren, Mikasa, and Armin, Jean is... happy you’ve got people to rely on, but, “Of all people on the planet, you put your trust in Jaeger?” He acts so bitter (because he is), but deep down inside, he’s glad you have Eren to rely on if you need to. 

(Also, you have to humble him and remind him that he and Eren aren’t all that different. If you like him, why wouldn’t you get along with Eren, bye). 

Turns out though, that it’s not Eren who threatens to beat him up if he breaks your heart. It’s not even Mikasa, although, her threat goes without saying; it’s Armin he’s terrified of.

The last time Armin hated someone, it was this guy in your program, who happened to share a few mutual classes with him, too. Jean never knew the full story, just that he’s pretty sure that kid dropped out the following semester. 

If you have a job on campus, Jean usually doesn’t show up while you’re working (knowing how embarrassed he would be if you did that to him), unless you work the night shift and it’s dead. Connie, however, does show up; usually in some kind of crisis (“Please help me, I don’t know what the fuck APA formatting is and this is due tonight, please, please, please!!”). Your coworkers actually thought Connie was your boyfriend for a minute. That’s when Jean starts showing up more lmfao.

He makes it a point to go on a scheduled, night out, kind of date at least twice a month. He knows life gets busy with school and work and midterms, but he always makes sure you both set side a time to take a well-deserved break and be with each other. 

He’s the romantic type, so these dates are pretty swoon worthy, too. Drive-in movies, nice dinners, classy art exhibits, Jean plans it all. On that note, he really likes planning dates; he just doesn’t like talking about them with his friends beforehand. 

All in all, very romantic, very precious boyfriend. He’s always thinking about you, what you need, and how he can help you out. You’re one of his main priorities, and he just wants to treat you right. 

[yunkiwii]

—i miss you even when you're here—

pairing: bf!seungmin x fem!reader

genre: angst, fluff, established relationship

wc: ~2.7k

warnings: feeling of abandonment, loneliness, stress, insecurities

⇢ requested by @leihey ♡ i hope this lives up to your expectations!

summary: for seven days y/n has been feeling lonely as her boyfriend spends all his time either at work or thinking about work.

You turn your alarm off without even looking at it, huffing before reaching your arm to the left side of the bed, and the way it lands straight out into the wrinkled sheets with a muffled sound confirms what you expected but still hoped wouldn't happen today - waking up alone.

For the past week Seungmin would get home late to a long asleep girlfriend at their shared bed, and a plate of cold food on the kitchen table. On the other hand, you would wake to an already empty bed and a faint memory of a forehead kiss, one you wondered if it were real or just a lucid dream.

For seven days you have spent your time either at work or alone at home, carefully thinking what meal would cheer up your boyfriend the most after a long stressful day at JYPE, missing the way he would always cut the onions because he knew you were more sensitive than him to the burning feeling in your eyes and would cry easily, missing how the kitchen always felt so small for the two of you to cook together, his hands constantly on your waist as a way to tell you to "scootch over", not wanting to interrupt his singing to tell you verbally.

For seven days you have been cooking alone, cooking for someone you didn't know would show up in time or not. And whenever he did - he didn't - being his presence merely physical, greeting kisses placed on your cheeks, lips and forehead in a mechanical way, a force of habit. For seven days your kitchen felt too big, too quiet and the onions made you cry more than usual.

At the eighth day you couldn't take it anymore, and when you heard the doorknob of your front door creaking, just as you were setting the table - for two -, you had to take three deep breaths, the words you had organized and planned out started to get mixed up in your brain, creating a mess you couldn't control anymore and so, as soon as you see Seungmin entering the kitchen you can only say three words, "I love you."

"I love you too, silly." he chuckles as his lips peck yours quickly, "Is that what you wanted to talk to me about so desperatly?", he waves his phone, referring to the text you sent him earlier. He didn't look annoyed at you for making him come home earlier than it was usual lately, but he still seemed off, and the bags under his eyes screamed "exhaustion" the same way the marks your tears left on your cheeks did too.

You watch him as he eats, unable to do so too yourself, the lump in your throat growing as you hear Seungmin's muffled voice thanking you for the meal with his mouth full and a light squeeze on your thigh. And you wondered if you were being unfair, if you were being selfish, because he was allowed to be stressed about his work, he was allowed to not be at his best all the time, and it wasn't his fault he had to stay until late at night at work. But it was his fault that he couldn't leave work when he got home, that he couldn't put his phone down and ask how your day was, to just take ten minutes of his day to just be with you, and you only. And you were allowed to miss him, miss his touch, miss the way he held you tightly at the end of the day while you watched the most random tv show together, because it wasn't the show that matter but each other's company.

And, without realizing it, you had already spilled all of this to him before the kitchen dropped dead silent again, and everything went blurry. You couldn't even see his face, not until his hands cupped your cheeks and his thumbs cleaned your tears as you mumbled quietly, "I'm sorry, I- I just miss you."

"But I'm right here (y/n)...", he pulls your chair closer until your knees touch, taking your hand in his while the other lifts your chin so your eyes meet, "Let's go on a date tomorrow, yeah? I'll get off earlier and pick you up. You'll wear that fancy outfit you've had in your wardrobe for ages, and I'll put on a nice suit and tie. What do you say?"

And in the eighth night you went to bed feeling a little warmer inside, his back turned to you didn't hurt as much now that your hand rested on his side and his shirt was worn by you. Knowing - hoping - that tomorrow will be better, you fall deep into dreamland as soon as you shut your eyes.

However, you couldn't help but to feel abandoned again when, hours later, a cold breeze hits your stomach and arms, making you mumble something in your sleep as you try to recover whatever was blocking that breeze before. One of your hands gets a grip of a soft fabric that seems too heavy to pull back down next to you, leaving your sleepy self whining for the owner of said fabric not to leave again.

"I will be back later, don't forget I'll pick you up for dinner. Go back to sleep now, (y/n)."

But how could you forget about dinner with him when, for the last eight days it was all you were longing for, and for the nineth day it was all you could think about?

Said day passed by slower than ever, an illusion caused by the clear anticipation you felt about the upcoming night. Anticipation addressed by your colleagues at work, who wondered what has sent your head into cloud 9 and your right leg into a fidgeting state, unable to stay still.

These same nervous actions continued at home, the funny feeling in your stomach resembling the very first date you had with Seungmin a few years ago, back when you were still a college student and he wasn't as busy as now. The same thoughts you had that day invading your restless mind again, "What if he doesn't like me (anymore)?", "What if he thinks I am (got) boring?", "What if my outfit doesn't fit?".

With that last thought you rush to your bedroom - but not without tripping on the first step of the staircase - to, in desperate clumsy movements, try out the said outfit you've been wanting to wear for so long, the one Seungmin got you for a "special date" months ago, one that never happened. But it did fit, it fitted better than ever and when you saw your reflection in the mirror even you fell in love with the person in front of you, the one doing little swirls with a stupid smile on her face, the person you doubted to be yourself. And, suddenly, you felt like everything would be alright, everything would go back to normal, maybe things would get even better than before, "there is no way he'll fall out of love for me when I look like this" was your first thought.

But he didn't even seem to notice your appearance, he didn't seem to notice you at all, he simply picked you up at the agreed time with a peck on your lips and one single rose in hand. All he did was drive you - in silence - to the fanciest restaurant in town, leave you alone at the table about three times to pick up the phone - "it's from work, I'm sorry" -, pay for both your meals and drive you back home.

And it took him to hear the quiet sobs you so hardly tried to keep in, while laying as far away as possible from him that you had to secure yourself from falling over the edge, to realize what he had been doing to you, to finally figure out how much he has been hurting you. And in that moment his sobs could be heard too. The realisation and guilt hit Seungmin like a truck and he couldn't move. He couldn't believe how he had let his stress and excessive work load affect you too. He couldn't believe he had reached a point to where he brought work home, one thing he had promised you he would never do. And his chest tights up a bit more when he realises you never got mad at him for breaking his promise, and breathing gets difficult when he faces you - your back.

"(Y/N)...", and your stomach drops five feet down at his cracked, low tone, and "I'm so sorry..." was all he could say before bursting into silent tears once more.

However, you were too hurt to face him, and the burn in your eyes increases when you feel the mattress sink behind you before a warm hand rests on your waist, but you don't push him away.

The nineth night was his the turning point, and Seungmin swore to your asleep self - and to himself - that the next morning would mark a new beginning.

And in the first morning you pretended to be asleep when his hand took a few strands of hair off your face, his lips barely touched your skin and his voice broke your heart, "see you later". And you held your breath until the bedroom door closed and stood still until the front door locked. But it took longer today, and in between these two moments you heard noise in the kitchen, and within a few minutes a nice smell made its way into your hiding place, as if it was trying to lure you to give in and face your boyfriend. But not even your grunting stomach stopped you from waiting to hear his car drive off to get up. And when you did, the curiosity took over you. He never cooks in the morning, and he never leaves this late. Something was changing after all.

Hence, in the first night, you shifted your body to face him when he quietly climbed in bed next to you, your left cheek pressed against your hands as a weak smile greeted the tired boy, "I appreciated the breakfast." Nevertheless, you didn't reach out to pinch his cheek the way you used to, though you had the urge to do so when his own lips drew a smile and his eyes got lost in his cheeks.

In the second morning you didn't pretend to be asleep and you didn't wait for the car to leave. In the second morning you sat at the kitchen table with Seungmin and, because he knew it would take you time to go back to him, he didn't force a conversation, he didn't force skinship, he merely held your hand and squeezed it lightly. And you knew he was trying, you knew he would try and wait until you were ready to trust him again, to give him your heart again.

Day by day you would slowly give him little pieces of you, by sharing the most small and insignificant stories of your day, by letting him hold your hand at night, by sharing earpods with him on the couch when you couldn't fall asleep, by letting him try and do all the things he shouldn't have stopped doing in the first place.

But it took you seven days and seven pieces to trust him with your heart again. Therefore, on the seventh day, as the the sunbeams peaked through the poorly closed shutters and reflected on Seungmin's bare shoulders, you couldn't help yourself from admiring him and, for the first time in seven days, you felt warm inside. The butterflies you used to feel the first times you woke up next to him were back, and were more annoying than ever.

You let yourself study all his features attentively, scanning all his perfect imperfections, letting yourself fall for him all over again - not that you think you ever fell out of love, but rather disconnected from it, and him.

He flinched and mumbled confused words, and you couldn't help but to smile and giggle softly at how silly your sleepy, drooling nonense-speaking boyfriend looked. This time, you gave in to the urge of pinching his cheek tenderly as to not wake him up, and you left your hand resting there as your thumb rubbed his soft skin.

As you were feeling your eyes becoming heavy again, your thumb stopped the movement and your hand slid down a bit. Your body relaxing more and more, until a ticklish feeling pulled you back to the "here and now", just to find Seungmin kissing the palm of your hand with his eyes still closed before pulling you closer to him, making you wince and giggle when his warm breath hit your ear and his raspy voice gave you his "good morning's".

He moved his body sloppily, hitting you with his elbow before comfortably positioning half of his body on top of yours, resting his head on the crook of your neck as he held you tightly by your waist, as if he were afraid you would run away.

"I missed you Seungmin, I missed you even when you were here." Your fingers got lost in his messy hair as you spoke, his grip on you grew tighter and you felt the tears peaking in the corner of your eyes. "You hurt me... and I thought about leaving you before you left me first."

For the first time you were letting him know how you truly felt, for the first time you were opening yourself up to him without any ounce of shame or fear. And this was your turning point. This was the moment you both knew you were back, ready to mend all the wrongs and the scattered pieces of your hearts that were left all around the house. "But everyone makes mistakes. And I know you have been trying, and-", Seungmin shifts his body once more, supporting himself with his hands as he is now hovering over you with his eyes locked in yours, a restless look in his face worried about what you would say next, and suddenly you feel shy, "What I mean to say is, I forgive you. I choose to stay and love you even if my mind won't let me believe that you love me back, I will trust you and your actions. So please don't let my mind trick me again, don't give it reasons to doubt your love for me unless you don't feel it anymore."

You pull his hair back waiting for a reaction, leaving your hand to rest behind his neck ready to pull him in for a kiss, the first real kiss in sixteen days. But you wait for what it feels to be an eternity, until he breaks the silence and mends the last piece of your heart when he reassures his love for you and vows to reassure you every single day until the rest of your lives.

And when you finally pull him in he loses balance and falls on top of you, his forehead hits your nose and just like that the house is filled up with laughter again, the onions don't make you cry anymore, the kitchen shrank and the fancy dates became late night movie marathons with you snuggled on Seungmin, or Seungmin snuggled on you, until you were far too tired to walk upstairs, leading to countless nights spent on the tiny couch and countless mornings with complaints about aching bodies but happy souls.

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Another snippet from the fic that went from “What if Daniel teached Johnny how to cook and be a better bf + dates with Camen” to “What is going with Carmen in her life + sometimes Johnny and Daniel cook”.  saved as “Carmen with a patient”.

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"Let me know if anything hurts, okay?"

Her patient – a girl who broke her arm in a handball match accident – nods.

Carmen helps her carefully place her arm in the correct position for taking the x-rays. From the corner of her eye, she checks the girl’s expression for any sign of discomfort. Sometimes teens like to play it tough in an effort to rush the process along.

"So, if everything looks good, this’ll be your last week with your cast. Are you excited?"

The girl scoffs softly.

"Oh yeah. I can’t wait to get this fucking thing off."

"Anna! Language", says her mom from behind Carmen’s back.

It’s a lucky thing that that’s where she is, because from there she can’t see her face breaking into a grin. Anna sees her, though, and her eyes now have that twinkle kids get whenever the ‘nice nurse lady’ lets them get away with things like that.

Carmen clears her throat, and puts on her best professional voice.

"She should be back to using her arm normally in a few days, but no handball yet, okay?" She makes eye contact with Anna for that last part, and sees her face fall.

"What? But I need to get back in shape as soon as possible. I can’t let that bitch Nancy-"

"Anna"

"Fine. I can’t let my good team member Nancy", and she gives Carmen a conspiratorial look, "steal my glory. She’s been trying to replace me since the beginning, and this accident is her chance."

Her mom comes closer and puts a hand on her shoulder.

"Honey, I know that you’re frustrated. But you can’t rush the process. The doctor said you are going to need at least a few weeks of physical therapy before you can start playing again."

The girl is pouting now, and Carmen has a strong feeling that she would be crossing her arms if she could.

She looks her in the eyes and gives her a sympathetic look.

"Anna, think about it this way. Right now, you’re not fully recovered, so your arm is a lot weaker than it used to be. And you want to make an impression on your team, right?" Anna nods. "Okay, I promise you, if you give physical therapy your best, those girls won’t know what hit them. Especially Nancy". 

At that, the girl’s face breaks into a grin.

"Yeah, I bet she’s getting so comfortable, now that she’s playing without any real competition. Hah. I’ll show her."

Carmen and her mom look at each other and laugh.

Once Anna has put her sweater back on, her mom sends her ahead to get something to eat, and then she turns to Carmen.

"I don’t know how you did that. She’s so competitive! I can never get her to relax. But you knew exactly what to say. Thank you."

The compliment takes her by surprise.  She had forgotten how it felt to be on her element like this.  

"Oh, it’s nothing. And don’t worry, before you know it, she’ll be back to her usual activities. Did you have any luck finding someone for her rehabilitation?"

Anna’s mom sighs.

"Oh, you know, we’ve seen a few people, all very nice. And I’m sure they’re good too. But I worry that they won’t be able to make my daughter listen to them. They just seem to be missing something, you know?" She stares at her thoughtfully for a moment. "I guess they don’t have what you have."

Carmen laughs in surprise. She looks at her feet in embarrassment.

"Well, you’re really making me blush here."

"Really, you should give yourself more credit, not everyone’s as good as you. I’m just saying, if you ever want to try your hand at physical therapy…"

Carmen looks at her in surprise.

"Anyway, I think I’ll get out of your hair now. I’m sure you’re very busy. Thank you again, for everything."

Carmen manages to give her a reassuring smile and a wave, but her mind is still stuck on…

Physical therapy…I could be good at that.

[writer-k-pop]

Picnic

식이오법에 최소한 약간의 야채가 필요해. You need at least some veggies in your diet. 

Description: Just going on a picnic with Mingyu because Mingyu deserves the fluff and love.  Warnings: None Genre: Fluff, BF!Mingyu x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1.9k

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"MINGYU!" You yell and his head pops into the doorway, eyes bright with excitement.

"Yes?" He coos at you with a silly smile.

"Did you grab the portable charger?" You ask, a hand still resting on the open drawer where the charger should've been.

Mingyu quickly nods his head, "Yeah, it was the first thing I packed."

You pout, "Could've told me." Closing the draw, you pick up your purse from the bed and walk towards the human embodiment of a puppy you get to call your boyfriend.

"I did." He pouts back when you reach him, "But I think you were busy wrestling with the blanket."

You search your brain for the memory of his voice telling you he packed the charger but your brain sits silent. "I definitely didn't hear you."

"Get better at hearing then." Mingyu jokes and wiggles the tip of your ear between his fingers.

You bat his hand away, "Maybe you need to get a louder voice." You joke back.

As you take a step towards the door, Mingyu sucks in a large breath, preparing to do just that. Quickly, you realize what he's doing and leap to cover his mouth with both your hands.

"No need for it right now, though." You say softly and Mingyu's shoulders shake with a muffled chuckle while his squinting eyes mirror the laughter.

Mingyu lowers your hands and reveals the smile on his lips. "We should probably get going so we can find a good spot." He reasons and walks past you to grab the picnic basket filled with your dinner, drinks, and some desserts for after.

You silently agree and grab the blanket, all zipped up in its built-in bag. As you walk out of your apartment, Mingyu's excitement grows steadily. You can see it in the way his hand opens and closes around the picnic basket's handle and in the way he takes a few tiny fluttering steps after every few steps. You can feel it in the way his hand holds yours tightly and how he swings your intertwined hands between the two of you.

"Do you think there'll be a lot of people?" You ask, watching as most of the people around you head in the opposite direction with similar accessories as you and Mingyu.

Mingyu shakes his head, his eyes following two children as they laugh happily, "It hardly ever is and I don't think the holiday is going to change that."

You nod, "Okay, if you say so."

"I know so." He sasses with a smirk.

Rolling your eyes, you let out an airy laugh, "Whatever."

"See, what did I tell you?" Mingyu lifts both of his hands, gesturing at the empty park in front of you.

You smile and nod in agreement, "You were right."

He skips ahead a couple steps, "Let's set up over here. We'll be able to see everything from here." Mingyu stops just before the hill breaks away and sets down the picnic basket.

Making your way over, you take in the view. The city is spread around the park and the river splits the city right down the middle. Along the river banks, people mill around while they spend the evening with their friends or family, enjoying a meal and waiting for the fireworks. From up here, you'd be able to see the whole show and your ears wouldn't be terrorized with the explosions.

"Ack!" Mingyu yelps in surprise. You break from your thoughts and look over at him. Somehow, he slipped the blanket out of your grasp and was attempting to lay it out but the slight breeze had other plans. The unfurled blanket is now sliding down his front side and an unimpressed expression paints his face.

You press your lips together to suppress a laugh but a smile still shows.

"Help please." He pouts holding out the crumpled blanket.

"Okay." You nod and pick up the two corners he's not holding. Within seconds, the two of you have got the blanket flat against the ground. Clambering onto the blanket, you use your shoes to hold down two of the corners while Mingyu copies your actions.

"I wonder why no one ever comes here to watch the show." You wonder as Mingyu begins pulling items out of the basket. "It's such a good spot."

Mingyu hands you a container of pasta and answers, "It's pretty far away and I guess most people like to be down there with all the other people." He holds out a fork and you pluck it out of his hands.

"Lucky for us that we don't mind being alone then." You smile happily.

"Very lucky for us." Mingyu repeats before taking a large bite of pasta. "Mmm," He hums happily, "This is so good. I'm such a good cook."

"I helped!" You retort, twirling red stained noodles around your fork.

Mingyu swallows and nods, "Right, and my sous chef did an amazing job of opening the noodle box and placing the noddles in the boiling water."

You roll your eyes but let the comment slide and bring a bite of pasta into your mouth. "Who's recipe is this?" You question, taking in the flavors as you chewed.

"Uh, I found it on the internet on a blog of some sorts. Though I tweaked it a little cause I know you don't like some of the things that were listed." Mingyu explains before taking another bite himself. "OH!" He mumbles with pasta hanging from his mouth. Quickly slurping up the noodles, he reaches back into the basket and pulls out two more containers of food.

One container holds garlic bread and the other a simple salad.

Picking up a piece of garlic bread, you hum happily, "I was starting to think we were forgetting a pivotal side dish."

"I would NEVER forget the garlic bread." Mingyu feigns offense that you would even think that about him, "Also make sure to eat some salad. You need the veggies."

"Mingyu." You state and straighten your back.

"(y/n)." He mimics you while righting back a smile.

"When eating pasta, the only thing needed to complete the meal is good bread to dip into the sauce." You argue, "Salads were never invited to the carb party and I don't know when they decided to show up but I'm not giving into their presence. And you can't make me." You point your fork at Mingyu, teasingly.

Mingyu's mouth twitches into a playful smirk and his eyes sparkle with the laughter he's holding back. "But eating all those carbs isn't really that good for your health. You need at least some veggies in your diet."

"I eat veggies!" You counter, spinning more pasta around your fork.

Mingyu chuckles, "Nibbling on a slice of cucumber every other day is not enough."

You pout while chewing and he can't help but smile adoringly at you. With another glance at you, he lifts a forkful of pasta up to his mouth.

"Garlic bread will always be the right hand man to pasta." You say while stabbing some lettuce pieces grudgingly.

Mingyu nods, letting you win the banter, but you don't notice the corners of his mouth tick up. He, honestly, can't help it. He loves you and whatever playful mood you're in whenever. Whether it's when you're so certain that you could do something better than him or when you're like this and know he's correct but will do everything in your power not to outright admit defeat.

"I made it with your favorite dressing so I'm sure you'll like it." He tells you and follows your actions of stabbing some salad onto his fork.

You chew in silence before sighing happily. The weather is perfect, the view is perfect, and the meal Mingyu prepared fits the mood perfectly.

"I can't wait to see what kinds of fireworks they have prepared for this year." Mingyu comments, looking up at the sky.

You nod in agreement, "Last year's show will be tough to beat."

"Especially the heart eyed emoji. That was the best." He nods and twirls his fork around.

"No, that wasn't the coolest." You shake your head, "The coolest was the one that exploded like three different times. The first was into three stars and then the points of those stars exploded into more stars and then those points exploded into hearts. That was the coolest."

Mingyu chews and glances at the sky in thought before swallowing. "You know," He says with a laugh, "I don't remember that one. Must've not been that impressive."

Your fork drops into your pasta container and your jaw drops as well. "What do you mean you don't remember that one? You weren't even there!" You nearly exclaim, remembering that he had to miss the fireworks last year, but then you see his squinted eyes and the wide smile on his face. "Kim Mingyu. Why do you do this to me?" You sigh and pick up your fork again.

"Because it's fun to see your reactions." Mingyu explains a little too happily.

"One of these days..." You let the threat dissipate and put another bite of pasta in your mouth before taking a bite of bread for completion.

Mingyu rolls his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, one of these days, I'll pay for all this." Then, he leans closer, "I am looking forward to it."

Nearly choking on your food, you push him away while he laughs giddily.

30 minutes later, when all the food has been finished and put away, Mingyu opens his arms and you scoot over to him. Resting your head against his shoulder, you sigh in content. The sun has just disappeared from the sky and the park lamps are slowly illuminating one by one giving the park a warm, artificially yellow glow.

"I'm glad you could come this year." You say, staring out at the city as it lights it while the sky darkens. "Last year was very boring without you."

A chuckle rolls through his chest, "I know, trust me, I was wishing I was with you watching fireworks every single moment. Stupid work." He says, playfully angry but in reality he loved his job. Though it did have its downfalls with having to miss attending some events with you.

"Promise me next year?" You ask, hopeful but knowing that it was a slim chance as a year is a long time to promise something.

"I promise I'll try to keep my schedule clear for next year." Mingyu says and places a kiss on the top of your head. "It would suck to miss another one."

"If you can't come next year, I don't know if I will go." You tell him, "It was weird doing it without you and I don't know if I want to go through that again."

Mingyu pulls back slightly, "Then who's going to show me blurry pictures of the fireworks and who's going to tell me about the coolest fireworks?" He asks, a touch of panic in his voice.

You shrug, "Someone else?"

"But you explain them the best." He shakes his shoulders making your head bounce up and down.

"Okay, fine. I'll go but know I won't enjoy it." You smile at the thought that Mingyu likes your explanations of fireworks.

"I love you, (y/n)." Mingyu says softly as the first firework is launched into the sky and explodes into shimmering flames.

"I love you, too, Mingyu." You reply, snuggle closer to him, and let your eyes wander up to the sky where another firework is exploding into specks of green and red.

[akaashisbabydoll]

SHIRATORIZAWA: Type of Boyfriend

Wakatoshi Ushijima 

he’s the very quiet type of boyfriend, he doesnt talk much on how he loves you so much

but he actually just speak his mind out loud, there was this one time when you were with his team for practice and the team were discussing something and he just stares at you and say “beautiful” and all of his team and you turned to him and he just blushed and the whole team teases you both

he loves to give you surprises, i mean everything he does surprises you from dates to gifts

he’s the type of boyfriend who listens to you while you explain something that made you mad or something that excited you and just smile or hug you or better, does both with a kiss on the forehead

he gives you surprise visits at the middle of the night just to eat pizza and cuddle because he misses you so much, the way he described it “its inexplicable” 

Eita Semi

he’s the type who takes you to casual dates everyday, he brings you anywhere you like

basically he’s a boyfriend who spoils you so much and when you want something even tho you didnt say it, he wants to give it to you

whenever he visits you or see you, he gives you something, like anything, there was this one time he brought you a bouquet of vegetables, he doesnt go empty handed

once, there was this claw machine that you both wanted to win and when you spent an hour there and didnt win anything, the next day you were calling him and he didnt answer so you were worried but then you remembered his face when you said goodbye to that claw machine and ofc you know him better than anyone you ran to that place and u found him there all smiley while holding the plushie he won and gives it to you

Reon Ōhira

the bf who fetches you wherever you are because he doesnt want you to be alone, esp at night

he’s also your alarm every morning esp when you have a very important meeting to attend to

you eat dinner together because you dont spend much in the morning due to hectic schedules so he finds a way to be with you at the end of the day

he cooks for you when, he loves to cook for you because he loves that glow and smile every time you try his cooking

type of bf who massages you and just gives you cuddles and hums you to sleep

Satori Tendō

he’s a very fun boyfriend, you spend a lot of time together

the bruh couple, you both play so much and laugh so loud even in public places, you tease each other by reminding your embarrassing moments before

when he’s on the court he always looks for you and you the very supportive gf, brought a banner that says “Break their hearts” and when he scores you always yell “Thats my bf” and he’d reciprocate with “Thats my gf!” winks at you and make a heart with his arms on top of his head and everybody esp his team would just laugh because they got used to it

your fav date? karaoke, you both love to sing your hearts out and laugh 

he’s the type of bf who makes a playlist for you, he also makes a message with the song titles 

Tsutomu Goshiki

type of bf who’s head over heels for you, you didnt like him at first but he was so consistent to get your approval and love

the things he did before he was your bf, he’s still doing it to you up to now, he didnt change, the consistency of his love is there, he’s so honest about what you are to him and how he feels about you

he makes a lot of promises and he never broke any of them, he never jokes when it comes to you

he shows you off to others, esp his team, he was shy to introduce you at first but he wants you to be there and he wants you to meet his friends and people that are important to him as how he wants people to know that you are also important to him

he wants you to see how beautiful you are to his eyes so he always brings you to some beautiful places and always say “do you see that beautiful thing? youre way more beautiful than that, i love you” and kiss you

Kenjirō Shirabu

your hot-headed bf, he got a very short temper and obv youre the onlly one who can calm him down

he is very studious so when he study, you study with him even tho studying isnt really your thing, being together with books is both your thing

you just read whatever with a lot of photos on it and he reads academic books

he’s your tutor in every subject at first you were very hesitant because you know how bad his temper is but when you tried it, he is actually a good tutor, it wasnt hard for you to undestand things now so got reasons to meet with him more

he loves surprises, when you both study he just suddenly face you and kiss you then go back reading like nothing happened, first time he did that you were shock and almost slap him the book you were holding but then you got used to it

he always take you after your study “date” to this coffee shop to treat you for studying and did well

“whoever gets the lowest score will buy lunch for week” he always do that before exams

he made you very competitive and help you build your pride

note: photos from pinterest, credits to all the rightful owners <3

& I MAY OR MAY NOT BE LISTENING ON SNOWJAM BY RIN ON REPEAT WHILE DOING THIS, I WAS SO INTO THIS WHILE MAKING IT *sobs* I WANT A SHIRATORIZAWA BF PLS 

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Omg all I do is think about AUs and then you ask for AU prompts and my mind goes blank... 😅

Until my bf puts on Baywatch... Baywatch AU??? 😂

As far as Ronan is concerned, the only reason he should ever go to the beach is for his best friend.

Beaches are hot, sticky, sandy pits of despair filled with children (which are fine), dogs (who are great), and parents (who should not be allowed). The sun wants to blind you from twelve different directions at all times. The water leaves you feeling absolutely disgusting when it dries, which it will, because the air has been fried into a death vacuum. ‘Sunburn’ is a trite term for what he gets after fifteen minutes, and sunscreen is like throwing a prayer at a rampaging bear in an attempt to stop it. There will be, inevitably, someone who tries to talk to him that he honestly wishes he could kill. Sometimes he knows this person already; sometimes he doesn’t.  

It is a literal-ass hellscape, and he would do this for no one he knows except Blue. And maybe Matthew. Both of them have to bribe him into it, either way.

Blue has promised to help him cook for Declan’s “job offer celebration” dinner. Which honestly makes Ronan sound so much nicer than he is; he’s only doing it to shove in Declan’s face that he’s a better cook and baker than him, and that being a shitty host is entirely a decision Ronan makes every single time someone enters his house. It also makes it sound like he trusts Blue to do more than steam broccoli or open a yogurt. He does not. He’s not even sure he’s seen her eat anything other than those two things. But he does need someone to bitch at while he makes puff pastry, and she’s not an unbearably bad sous chef, so she can suffer through mincing mushrooms and trimming green beans while he focuses on the important shit, like the beef wellington and pear pithivier. Declan is going to eat shit and the best fucking meal he’s ever had, including those insufferable five-star restaurants with wine more expensive than cow surgery.

That’s next week. He’s still refining the snack choices. In the meantime, Blue is about a foot to the left of him, wearing what honest to fuck must be a repurposed toddler’s swimsuit and a hat the size of Declan’s bullshit. Her sunglasses have scratches on the lenses and fake pearls she glued onto the frames herself.

“If you’re going to stare at the lifeguard tower, why do I need to be here?” he whines, curling himself tighter under the protection of the umbrella’s shade. It’s the only thing with a bigger radius than Blue’s hat, which has fucking tassles. Jesus, Sargent.

“Protection from frat boys and volleyball players,” she says instantly.

“You can handle those with your hands tied behind your back, Sargent,” he replies scornfully, inching a hand onto the towel beneath him.

“Ah, but if you’re here, they don’t even approach, and that’s ideal.”

He grudgingly accepts the point. He refuses to wear sunglasses, and therefore the power of his glare is undamaged. Blue likes to tell him he’s going to get cataracts before he’s thirty.

He shifts his squint to the waves. Which. Fine, okay, the ocean is beautiful. He’d like it better if there were more rocks and less sun, but the blue of the water and the white of the surf has its own power.  He’s contemplating if he’d rather paint it or use his oil pastels to depict it, if he ever decided to, when the heavens open up and hand-deliver him a blessing.

Or the most hot man he’s ever seen in red swimming trunks. Is he running in slow motion? Is that sweat or sea water dripping down his abs? Does it fucking matter? Jesus Mary fuck.

Suddenly the beach seems a lot more hospitable.

[waitineedaname]

Lightning Round, Take Two

kudos to @notedchampagne for inspiring this!!

also on ao3

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“This is a terrible idea.”

“It’ll be fine.”

“She’s going to hate me.”

“She’ll love you.”

“Love me? Love me?!” Karkat all but shrieked. “I don’t know if you’ve realized this, Dave, but I don’t exactly make the best impressions! In fact, one might even say I make the worst impressions! We’ll be lucky if she doesn’t end this visit early because she can’t stand being around me because I have the personality of a deep seated pimple!”

“Damn. The kind it hurts to pop?”

“Yes! The kind of pimple that never forms a head and settles on your upper lip so it hurts every time you move your mouth! That’s what my personality is like: persistent, painful, and pus-filled!”

“The three P’s.” Dave mused, and Karkat shot him a scowl. “C��mon man, don’t sell yourself short. You’re like a blackhead at the worst.”

“Don’t pander to me, Strider.” Karkat grumbled and crossed his arms, but he didn’t complain when Dave slung his arm over his shoulders. “I still think this would go much better without me.”

“Nah, dude, trust me, this is the best option. I mean, best case scenario, if I did this by myself, she’d be like ‘omg do u have a bf’ and I’d be like ‘yeah’ because that’s part of what I’m tryna do here, tell folks about us, but then she’d want pictures even though she’s definitely met you, and then I’d have to show her all those cute pictures I took of you when you weren’t looking, and I know you don’t want that.”

“You what?”

“You didn’t hear that.”

Karkat rolled his eyes and leaned a little closer into Dave’s side, eyes tracing the little carapacian homes they were walking by. Dusk was falling, much to his relief; they both had to make compromises when they realized their species operated at different times of day, but he still avoided leaving the hive when the sun was glaring and ready to burn him to a crisp. Dave probably could’ve flown them all the way to Roxy and Calliope’s house, but Karkat hated making him carry him that far (Dave always insisted he wasn’t that heavy, but the strain in his voice never escaped Karkat’s notice), so they were walking the last few blocks. Karkat had a sneaking suspicion Dave was fine with walking because he was trying to delay the inevitable. He was nervous, if the way his fingers were tapping on Karkat’s upper arm or the way he kept clenching and unclenching his jaw said anything. Karkat sighed and unfolded his arms to wrap one around Dave’s waist.

“You don’t have anything to worry about, you know.” He said, surprising Dave into looking down at him.

“What? Who said I’m worried? You’re the one who’s been bitching the whole evening.”

“Because I want to make a good impression on your weird paradox ancestor, shit for brains. I’m saying you don’t need to be worried about coming out to her.” He met Dave’s eyes through his shades, something he’d gotten good at over the sweeps. “Of all fucking people, she’ll be the most fine with it. That’s why you’re telling her first, right?”

“Yeah, I know, it’s just-” Dave sighed and looked away. He was better than he used to be, but holding eye contact was still hard for him, “It’s a big deal, you know? I mean, Rose probably figured it out from living in a confined space with us, and Dirk kinda got it out of context clues, but this is a first using the big B-word.”

“She’ll be fine. And if she isn’t, I’ll tear her apart and at least give her a reason to hate your boyfriend besides my shit-awful personality.”

“Aw, babe, I dunno whether to be flattered you’d attack my mom like a feral raccoon or bummed that you’re trashin’ yourself.”

“How about we compromise, and I’ll stop shit-talking myself if you stop stressing yourself out about this.”

“...Deal.”

“Good. Because I think that’s her house.”

“Oh shit.”

The two of them stopped just outside the elaborate building the carapacians had offered Roxy and Calliope back when they’d first arrived in the middle of Earth C society, both of them brimming with anxiety despite their reassurances. Karkat almost thought Dave was going to say this was too much for him and turn around and fly home, but he unwrapped himself from Karkat’s arm and instead held his hand to walk up to the front door and knock.

“Just a sec!” Roxy’s voice rang out from somewhere inside, and a few seconds later, the door opened to reveal her smiling face. “Davey!” She squealed and launched herself at him, hugging him tightly. Dave, to his credit, adapted quickly and let go of Karkat’s hand to hug her back.

“Sup, Rox.”

Roxy pulled away from Dave to turn towards Karkat, who instinctively took a half step back. She noticed and laughed. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna hug you if you don’t wanna. Is a fistbump cool?”

“I don’t know if I would call anything a certain red asshole harangued me with in the early years of our friendship ‘cool’, but it is acceptable.” That made Roxy laugh, and he gave her a light fistbump.

“Karkat, bro, I can’t believe you’re just calling me uncool in front of my mom. What the fuck. What is this betrayal.” Dave shook his head, but he already seemed more relaxed.

“Dave, I dunno how to break this to you, but you’re related to me ‘n Dirk.” Roxy tried to adopt a sympathetic expression despite her grin. “You’ve got dork running through your veins.”

“Goddamn. You’re tellin’ me I’ve got a genetic predisposition for this shit?”

“Yup. It’s chronic. Doctors everywhere’re rushing to write studies on our family to try and isolate the ‘cool-but-really-not-cool’ gene.”

“Let’s hope it’s not replicable in a lab or anything. I’m pretty sure Earth C can only handle four of us.”

“Ohmigod, can you imagine them trying to test it out. Little lab rats wearing shades and writing wizard fic. Holy shit.” Roxy gasped at her own idea, an unbelievably pleased look on her face.

“Oh my dick. Fuck ectobiology, this is the science I want to invest in.”

“Absolutely not.” Karkat interjected. “There’s already enough of you jackasses, I think I’d have an aneurysm if any more blond lunatics were running around.”

“Lol,” Karkat couldn’t believe Roxy just said that out loud, “You’re probably right. Are we gonna keep fucking around about cool mice on the doorstep, or do you guys wanna come in?”

She stepped aside to lead them inside and showed them to the living room. “Callie’s out picking up dinner. I would’ve made something since I invited you guys over for dinner, but living in the water apocalypse did not leave me with many cooking skills.”

“Hey, no shade here.” Dave shrugged, plopping down on the couch with Karkat at his side. “I don’t think I’d be able to work an oven if I tried. We’re a strictly take-out household. Hivehold? I dunno, but we’ve barely touched the kitchen in the week we’ve been here.”

“Excuse you, I made those Hot Pockets yesterday.” Karkat countered sharply.

“Yeah, and they were like 30% cooked, dude. You put them in the microwave for thirty seconds and then panicked.”

“Fuck you, I don’t see you doing much better! In fact, I distinctly remember you eating those frozen pizza pockets like a ravenous barkbeast! It was like you’d been locked in a cave with nothing to eat for half a sweep and my delicious plate of folded sauce treats were the only thing saving you from a miserable, malnourished death!”

“I mean, a Hot Pocket’s a Hot Pocket. I’m not gonna turn one of those fuckers down, who do you think I am.”

“I think you’re a wiggler with no sense of taste.”

“You eat bugs.”

“And you put ranch on your pizza! Bricks and glass houses, Dave!”

“Dude, do trolls even have that expression? Aren’t y’all light sensitive? Why would you have glass houses?”

“Newsflash, dipshit, I’ve lived in close proximity for the majority of the past two sweeps with an overflowing fountain of pop culture references and idioms and an uppity seer that likes to make things as convoluted and difficult to understand as possible. I picked up a few human phrases! Uh, no offense, Roxy.” Karkat added at the mention of Rose.

“None taken! I’m pretty sure she gets that from Dirk anyway.” Roxy waved him off. “Take it back to the ranch on pizza thing tho, do you really do that? Is this some earth delicacy I missed out on?”

“Oh fuck yeah, it rules. You gotta try it some time.” Dave nodded, excited to get someone else to try his food crimes.

“Imma have to take a pass on that.” Roxy said, crinkling her nose.

“Finally, someone with taste!” Karkat exclaimed, and Dave gently hit his shoulder.

“I am slowly workin’ through traditional earth food tho! Or at least as traditional as you can get here. That’s where we’re getting dinner from! There’s this human/troll fusion place that Callie and I like. I dunno how authentic it is, but it tastes good at least!”

“I mean, nothing on Earth C is super authentic, it’s all like human diet slightly to the left, but it’s edible.”

“Better than the garbage we alchemized on the meteor, at least.” Karkat agreed.

“God, the fucking buffalo wings debacle.” Dave and Karkat shuddered in unison. Roxy looked amused.

“You guys spent a lot of time together on the meteor, right? And now you’re living together?” Roxy asked, and they both nodded. She had a look in her eyes that was far too reminiscent of the look Rose got when she was gearing up to psychoanalyze someone, and Karkat was hit with a stroke of panic. “Sooo, I should prob’ly do a lightning round with you too, right? Since you’re important to Dave?”

The pair shared a look and Dave shrugged, appearing nonchalant despite the way he was anxiously picking at a loose string on his jeans. “Uh, I guess?” Karkat said, bracing himself.

“I’ll start easy, I promise!” Roxy drummed her fingers on her lips as if thinking. “Hm… you’ve got ‘cat’ in your name, do you like cats?”

Karkat made a face, thrown off by the question. “I guess? I never had one, but Nepeta was pretty fucking into them, and they seemed… fine. I can respect a meowbeast that just lazes around if it’ll leave me the fuck alone, but Nepeta’s lusus could’ve probably torn me to shreds, so…” He shrugged.

“Was Nepeta a friend from the game?” Roxy backpedaled the moment she saw Karkat’s face fall. “Oh shit, tender subject, sorry.” She worried her lip, looking for another question, then perked up. “Oh! What’s your sign? I know it’s Cancer from earth astrology and stuff, but what’s that mean for trolls?”

Karkat looked down at his chest and grimaced. “Fuck if I know, I don’t actually have a sign. I spent most of my life thinking this stupid thing meant precisely fuck all. I guess it’s a symbol of my ancestor? But I never really learned much about him since the empress always tried to erase his rebellion, and I thought that ancestor shit was highblood bullshit anyway. I guess now I know it’s not, but ugh, I could’ve happily gone my whole wretched life without meeting that douchebag.”

“We met his ancestor in the dream bubbles.” Dave explained. “Or I guess descendent? Since y’all are technically the post-scratch group? I never really understood that part.”

“Doesn’t fucking matter, he was a pretentious asswipe with his head so far up his nook it’s a wonder he was even audible, but oh god, was he audible alright.”

“Lmao, I kinda wanna meet this guy.” Roxy grinned.

“No you don’t.” Dave and Karkat said in unison, which made her laugh.

“I’ll take your word for it.” The mischievous look was back in her eyes. “Next question! Have you ever had your quadrants filled?”

Karkat almost choked. “What the fuck kind of question is that? That’s none of your fucking business!” He blustered. “My quadrants are private, and it’s my decision if I want to bring them up! Are all humans this fucking nosy or is it just the Lalondes?!”

“It’s just the Lalondes.” Dave said flatly.

“I just thought it’d be fair since I asked Dave that in our lightning round!” Roxy put her hands up in apology, but didn’t look particularly apologetic. “I was curious!”

Karkat was about to continue his rant about people feeling entitled to knowledge about virtual strangers’ quadrants, but the way Dave sat up and cleared his throat gave him pause.

“Actually, Rox,” Dave started, fidgeting a bit, “I never answered that question back on the lilypad.”

“Yeah, but that’s okay!” Roxy brushed him off. “I’m not gonna push you to answer something you’re not comfy with.”

“That’s the thing. I wanna answer you now, if that’s cool.”

“Oh!” Roxy’s eyes widened. “Of course that’s cool! That’s cooler than cool.”

Dave lifted an eyebrow, a smile pulling at his lips despite himself. “What’s cooler than being cool?”

“Ice cold!” Roxy shouted at the top of her lungs, and the two of them chanted “alright” about a dozen times while Karkat watched them in bewilderment. Humans, he thought. He’d never understand them.

“Okay, but for real tho,” Roxy said once they’d both gotten a handle on their giggles, “You wanted to say something?”

“Yeah.” Dave almost immediately looked anxious again, running his hands over his jeans. “So. You asked if I’d ever kissed anyone or-” He cleared his throat and the rest came out in a mumbled cough, “-been in love.”

Karkat held his breath, eyes flicking between Dave and a very focused Roxy.

“The, um. The answer to both of those questions is… yes? And I know you’re wonderin’ who, that’s like the next logical question, like if you ask someone if they’re hungry and they say yes, your next question is probably gonna be ‘what do you wanna eat’, unless you’re a total dick and just wanted to, I dunno, be aware of someone else’s hunger for your own sick pleasures and leave ‘em waiting like you’re some kinda sick torturer tryin’ to extract information out of a prisoner, like ‘hey are you hungry?’ ‘Yeah, I am, actually. I’ve been hanging from my ankles for a week now and I’d kill for some motherfucking KFC right now.’ ‘Interesting. Go fuck yourself.’ That’s not a very good interrogator, actually, he didn’t even try to get any information out of the guy except for the knowledge that he’s really craving some chicken, which is virtually useless, unless the interrogator is working for KFC’s competitor, like Popeyes out here tryna get the deets on their rival brands. Hey, do you think they’ve got a Popeyes anywhere on Earth C? Maybe we should start one, make a shit ton of money. Really boost the economy.”

“Dave.” Karkat cut him off before he could get too far from the topic, giving him a pointed look. “Were you actually going to say something important or were you going to just talk out of your deflated ass forever?”

“Hey man, you know you love my ass.”

“The point, Dave-!”

“Right right right.” Dave shook his head and took a deep breath before looking at Roxy again, who looked like she was might be putting things together already. “It’s Karkat. The answer to ‘who’, I mean. We’ve, uh. We’ve been dating since the meteor.”

Roxy’s whole face lit up. “Aw, congrats you guys! That’s really sweet!”

“Yeah.” Dave looked over at Karkat and gave him a tiny smile before looking a little apprehensive again. “I’d, uh, appreciate if you didn’t tell anyone though? I mean, the rest of the meteor crew probably knows because we spent… a lot of time together.”

“Most of that was platonic, though. A good two-thirds of it, at least.” Karkat countered.

“True, but they don’t know that. Far as they know, one day we were just two bros hanging out and watching movies and shit, then the next day, Vriska walks in to catch one of those bros taking a snooze on his other bro’s lap and falling off the couch the moment she announces her presence.”

“I’ll give you three fucking guesses which dumbass that was.” Karkat directed that at Roxy, and she snorted.

“Rude.” Dave nudged him. “But yeah, they’ve probably figured it out, but we haven’t officially told anyone. I haven’t even told anyone I’m, you know. Bisexual.”

“Wait, so I’m the first person you’ve told?” Roxy looked a little stunned.

“I- Yeah? I just thought you’d probably be a safe person to go to, especially since we don’t have any weird baggage like I might have with John and Jade, you’re just my alt-mom, which I guess does make things a little weird-”

“It’s a little weird, but it does mean you get a certified mom hug!” She interrupted, standing up.

“A mom hug? Dunno if I know what those are like.” Dave said, smiling a little.

“They’re like this, you big goober.” Roxy pulled him into a tight hug, pulling him down a little so he could put his head on her shoulder. “I’m proud of you, Davey. That’s a big deal, comin’ out and shit. I’m glad you felt like you could tell me.”

“...Thanks mom.” Dave’s voice was a watery mumble against her shoulder, but he seemed to have collected himself by the time they pulled away. Roxy immediately turned her sights on Karkat.

“Your turn! You’re family now, you can’t escape hugs anymore.”

“Ugh, you humans are so fucking tactile.” Karkat grumbled but resigned himself to Roxy’s affectionate squeeze.

“Hey man, don’t act like you’re not cuddly as hell. I have to pry you off of me with a crowbar to go take a piss sometimes. You should see this dude when he gets sleepy, Rox, it’s so fucking cute. Did you know trolls purr? It’s some kinda flushed noise or something and it’s the fucking best.” Dave seemed to already be relaxing now that the thing he’d been dreading was over with.

“That’s private!” Karkat hissed, embarrassed. Dave just grinned at him and sat a little closer when they took a seat again. “Do you want me airing out how you melt like a touch starved candybar left in the sunlight when I suggest you should be the little spoon? Or how you turn into a warbling puddle of Dave when I do this?” He reached over and out his hand on Dave’s knee, rubbing his thumb in soothing circles. Casual affection, Dave’s weakness.

“Aw,” Roxy cooed. Dave looked thoroughly embarrassed and made a strangled noise in his throat. Karkat gave him a smug look.

“Shut up.” He grumbled weakly and scooted a little closer so he could press against Karkat’s side and hold his hand.

“So you guys are matesprits?” Roxy asked, and Karkat’s anxiety immediately returned. Dave wasn’t the only one who had coming out to do. Dave squeezed his hand and let Karkat start since this was his thing to discuss.

“Mostly?” He offered weakly, then tried to sound more certain. “We’re kind of pale too.”

“Plus I piss you off in a pitch way sometimes.” Dave added helpfully.

“And the way you kept me from tearing Vriska apart on the meteor was sort of ashen.” Karkat admitted.

“I mean, there wasn’t really much of a chance of you tearing her apart to begin with. Spidertroll could’ve probably kicked any of our asses in her sleep, she’s fuckin’ crazy.”

“My point still stands!”

“So…” Roxy interrupted, guiding them back on topic, “You’re in all quadrants? I didn’t know trolls did that!”

Karkat winced. “They don’t. Usually. It’s extremely frowned upon.”

“Karkat’s had trouble keeping shit in one quadrant.” Dave explained for him. “He’s got a big ol’ heart full of love.”

“I’m pretty sure you’re the only person in Paradox Space to come to that conclusion about what my useless fucking pump biscuit is full of, but thanks for the thought.” Karkat rolled his eyes, defaulting to annoyance to avoid the insecurities that always gnawed at him when he thought about his relationship with quadrants. “‘Full of love’ is usually not the first thing people describe me as. More like ‘full of a burning anger’ or ‘a perpetual stream of irritable piss’ or, hell, ‘just undiluted dumbass juice!’ As far as most people are concerned, I’m Karkat ‘useless shitfit’ Vantas, and they’re not fucking wrong!”

“Okay, sure, you might be the grumpiest person in all - what, is this five universes now? I can’t keep track, but that doesn’t mean you’re not secretly a big softy.” Dave rubbed his thumb over Karkat’s knuckles. “I know that best out of probably anyone.”

“If it helps, I don’t think of you as those things!” Roxy added. Karkat gave her a disbelieving look.

“Full offense, we’ve never really ‘hung out.’”

“I mean, no, but I’ve seen you interacting with Dave and John and Kanaya and stuff, and you’ve always seemed to be a caring friend underneath all the yelling.” Roxy shrugged. “It’s nice knowing Dave’s in good hands since I’ve only been part of his family for a couple weeks. Means I don’t have to give you a shovel talk prob’ly!”

“The shovel talk? What the fuck? What does that even mean?” Karkat looked at Dave for an explanation, but he only winced.

“You know, when parents meet their kid’s partner and are like ‘you better not hurt my baby, or I’ll kill you.’ That kind of thing. I’m guessing trolls didn’t do that on Alternia?” Roxy tilted her head, seeming genuinely curious. Karkat’s face contorted as he wrapped his head around that concept.

“Okay, first of all, no we didn’t because we didn’t even have parents and our lusii wouldn’t give two shits about our quadrantmates. Second of all, you better not even think about giving me your ridiculous human ‘shovel talk’! I’ve known Dave far longer than you have, so it really should be me going ‘don’t fucking hurt him,’ but I know I don’t need to because Dave can fucking handle himself! He doesn’t need your bullshit defenses! If I ever hurt him, I trust him to be able to tell me to fuck off out of his life - not that he’d ever need to because I’d rather establish a culling system in the Troll Kingdom and offer myself up as their first sacrifice than hurt Dave!” He took a deep inhale to continue his tirade, but Dave cut him off with a pat to the cheek.

“Yo, dude, shoosh, it’s okay. It’s really not that big of a deal.” It was only after Dave cut off his train of thought that Karkat realized how worked up he was getting, and he shrank back down against Dave’s shoulder, embarrassed. “I’m pretty sure Roxy was kidding, anyway.”

“Yeah, for sure!” Roxy nodded quickly. “I didn’t mean to imply you were gonna hurt Dave or that he couldn’t take care of himself or anything. That’s hella not my place, and you guys seem very good for each other.”

“Oh. Well. Good.” He sent her a warning glare just to make sure he’d gotten the point across, then forced himself to let some tension out of his shoulders.

“It is really nice knowin’ my family’s in good hands though.” Roxy smiled. “Hell, it’s nice knowin’ I have a family! Oh my god, Dave, do you realize none of us Strilondes are straight? I mean, Rose ‘n Dirk are both gay as hell, and then you and I are bi!”

“Yeah- Wait, what?” Dave jolted a little in surprise. “Rox, you’re bi too? Since when?”

“Uh, since always?” Roxy laughed a bit. “I thought that’s why you came to me, because you knew!”

“No! Holy shit, I gotta process this for a second.”

“LMAO.” Roxy said, pronouncing every letter. “Yeah, dude! I mean, can you blame me? Like, dudes are hot as fuck, that’s like self explanatory. I mean, have you seen the Englberts? Eglishes? Whatever their family name is, John and Jake are both total babes, but then there are girls too! I mean, Janey, what a gal, right? And Callie too!”

“Right?” Dave enthused, clearly excited someone understood where he was coming from. “Girls are so fucking good, hot damn, but then? Dudes? Holy shit?”

“Yeah!” Roxy was just about throwing herself out of her chair with her excitement. “I can barely leave the house, it’s just smoochable babes everywhere I turn.”

“I’d say it’s a goddamn plight, but I got the most smoochable right here.” Dave emphasized his point with a kiss to one of Karkat’s horns, making him squawk. Dave laughed a little and turned back to Roxy. “Yo, but rewind back to Callie. Soooo, are y’all two, y’know…”

Roxy looked remarkably like Dave when embarrassed. “Uh…” The sound of the front door opening and Calliope’s greeting voice cut her off. “I’ll get back to you on that!” Dave waggled his eyebrows at her but didn’t push it.

Dinner was an enjoyable affair, despite Karkat’s near constant crippling fear of being miserable in every social engagement. The food was good and pretty close to tasting like home, and the conversation was fluid - mostly because Roxy and Dave chattered the entire time like hyperactive squirrels. Karkat tried to be annoyed with their ridiculous stream of consciousness discussions, but he couldn’t help but feel warm watching Dave talk so comfortably with his ecto-mom. And he certainly wasn’t the only person happy with the situation; every time he and Dave started bantering back and forth, he could see Roxy’s delight out of the corner of his eye, and the absolutely lovestruck look on her face whenever Calliope spoke didn’t escape him either.

Eventually, though, they had to head home - though Dave and Karkat had both shifted their sleep schedules to be active in the afternoon and most of the night, the majority of their human friends were still diurnal and needed to go to bed eventually - so after a few more hugs from Roxy, they were sent on their way.

Dave landed them down the street from their hive, and Karkat didn’t complain about having to walk that last distance. The Troll Kingdom was just now starting to wake up, stores and restaurants lighting up, trolls in suits rushing to their early jobs, and young trolls getting ushered off to school. It was so different from Alternia, but Karkat thought he could probably get used to the differences if it meant he didn’t have to worry about getting culled at a single glance at his blood color. Maybe it was too early to tell, but if he let himself feel just the slightest bit optimistic for his future, he had a feeling he could be really happy here. He could live a peaceful, successful life on Earth C, and if the cheerful way Dave was swinging their clasped hands meant anything, he wasn’t the only one feeling hopeful.

“So,” He prompted, leaning into Dave’s shoulder, “I guess that could have been more horrible.”

“Yep.” Dave said, popping the ‘p’. “We’ll have to scrap those emergency plans. Cancel our name changes and facial reconstructions and flights to the other side of Earth C, no need to run away immediately.”

“I don’t know, we might have to keep that shit pencilled in. We still need to tell John.” Karkat reminded him, and Dave groaned.

“Oh fuck. Yeah, never mind, you sure we can’t just fuck off into another universe? Universe D here we come. The D stands for Davekat ‘cause it’ll just be us, babe. It also stands for Dick because, come on, it’s us, of course it does. Also Dinosaurs just ‘cause. Do you think dinosaurs are a universal constant? Like, did dinosaurs exist for you guys? Or- oh shit, do you think they evolved differently? Are trolls just super evolved dinosaurs?”

“Dave,” Karkat gave him a look, “I think I would know if I was a dinosaur.”

“I dunno, dude, maybe we’re all dinosaurs-”

“Okay, I know when to cut that shit off.” Karkat rolled his eyes and let go of his hand to unlock their door. “Seriously, I think… that went okay. Less than horrid.”

“Less than horrid, huh? That’s a big compliment coming from you, are you feeling okay? Are you gettin’ some kinda fluffy feelings from hanging out with Roxy too long, ‘cause like, I get it.”

“Shut up. All I’m saying is this might not have been as much of an ordeal as we thought, this ‘coming out to everyone we know’ thing.”

“Maybe. You might be right.” Dave admitted, following him inside. “But that involved way too many emotions, and I think all my brain’s been used up for the rest of the day for anything that involves more thought than playing Xbox for seven hours straight. You down?”

“Fuck yes.”

[petty-revenge-stories]

Fine kick me out [long story]

Ok let me give some background:

I have a disable aunt who got a small apartment let’s call her KK and a choosey beggar aunt CC. A sweet aunty DD who is a caring soul. I was straight out of college, I suffer from depression but I normally handle it well.

Now CC asked me to live with KK because she wasn't able to be trusted alone, since she is schizophrenic. Now I moved from my mom’s apartment ASAP and I promised I would help keep her safe and pay any utilities, I used since I was going to be the functional adult. And one of my aunts DD would take care of her while I worked, but I could still live my life normally. It was all fine at the beginning I bought myself a futon and helped her clean the apartment, buy food, cook, bought all the house needs and entertain KK. But then a shift started to happen.

CC began to demand more money and when I asked her to justify it, she couldn't a started getting mad. She did it a couple of times and then realizing I wouldn't budge began to talk badly about me to my whole family. I didn't care and I wasn't going to let her bully me. But then she started trying to turn KK against me I only notice because my sweet aunt DD took notice at KK negative behavior. DD tried to correct it but CC was always in KK ears. So, KK started berating me telling I needed to give CC more money for toiletries and that I was being a B*****.

I forgave KK by I knew she didn't mean it and those where all words being fed to her by KK.

I started going out more with my friend and BF to get away from that house. But oh no who would have guessed it? she went around saying I was thinking I was better than everyone else and I could not be bothered with my own family. Once CC noticed that wasn't making me bend to her every whim only give her a little more money, CC was pissed and started giving me a curfew. So, I stopped helping as much around the house and planning trips out of state to see a friend of mine. This infuriated her and she insulted me to my mom. My mom basically told me CC wants more money or to just get out of that house. This was taking a toll on my mental health I would go into serious depressions, crying, screaming and even thoughts of suicide but my BF helped me so much, and let me stay with him for a whole week away from them and with the money I had saved up in a matter if 2 days I was able to rent out a room.

Revenge:

I made sure to tell my mom and DD first. And my aunt DD and I came with a plan. I would give away all the food I bought away to anyone who needed it, and anything I bought I would take it with me and only leave them with what CC got KK. Also not pay for electric or anything else since I wasn’t there for half the month. Also DD would start givin updates to the rest of the family on how Kk was living. So, when Cc took out KK, still with my boyfriend we moved everything within 3 hours. And anything I bought I destroyed. I moved right into my new apartment room. I kid you not the apartment was empty and since I felt a little bad I left KK with some soups so she would at least eat. And at once began receiving messages on how I would never be allowed back and I was a horrible person. That there is a place in hell for me. How I was taking food away from her children’s mouths. I did not understand that at first, I ended up finding out that CC had been pocketing my aunt’s KK food stamps and disability paycheck and now since I was gone my mom found out since Cc had been doing it for 4 months since I basically moved in with KK. And the apartment was in complete disarray, CC hadn't even bothered to buy toothpaste, food or furniture and was using the money for her family leaving KK to suffer and the extra money she wanted from me was to take her kids out and buy them new shoes and clothes. My mom ended up being my aunt KK proxy and DD became her HHA and CC is blocked from KK accounts and had to pay back months’ worth of disability checks and food stamps bc my mom threatened her with jail.

(source) story by (/u/hoollyest_Hoolly)

[leejeongz]

Stray Kids ask you to the dance

😅admittedly I did read the ask wrong I’m so sorry! But I think it would have been hard to come up with unique scenarios for each member😅

Bang Chan:

Chan was worried that you thought he was too old or mature for your school dance but he wanted to prove you wrong. He knew you’d look amazing and he didn’t trust to crusty guys at your school for a start. When you returned to his dorms where you’d stayed for a few nights, he was busy occupying himself in bed on his laptop. When you came into him room, he put his laptop beside him and patted the space next to him so you’d sit with him. With your backs now propped up against his headboard, you and chan didn’t stop talking till 9pm. When you decided it was actually time to hit the hay, that’s when he popped the question. You had just got up to go brush your teeth when he grabbed your wrist.

“oh y/n I meant to ask you, do wanna go with me to the dance? You don’t really have a choice but yeah, my suit is navy by the way”

In response you scoffed but you were really so happy.

“And will you be my bf/gf too?”

Needless to say you went to that dance as a couple and no other boy even looked at you while he was around.

Woojin:

Your birthday was coming up and your best friend Woojin wanted to make it special. Coincidentally it was also on the day as the annual dance at school. Woojin knew what he had to do to make this a birthday you’d never forget. You’d explained to him hundreds of times that you didn’t want to go to the dance but he had an offer that would make you change your mind in a flash.

“I know you don’t want to go to the dance, but I’ve also heard that there’s someone you really want to go with”

Shit he knew. You told a friend in your class about your crush on Woojin but you didn’t expect her to tell him, especially since they never usually spoke.

“So what if I asked you to come with me?” He asked knowing exactly what your answer would be.

When you responded he smiled shyly. He didn’t really know where the confidence came from but when he was around you he was comfortable to say what was on his mind.

Lee Know:

Dance was Minho’s life, he never stopped dancing. After your school day he invited you to watch one of his dances that he choreographed. You happily agreed and thought about it all day. You knew he’d look handsome and you weren’t wrong. Sweaty Minho was the best thing you’d ever seen. The dance was amazing, of course it was, there was never a doubt that it wouldn’t be.

“Is this for a new song?” You asked, getting excited for his group’s comeback that was happening soon.

“Nope, it’s for the dance at your school, I agreed to perform there with the boys but I guess I need something more from your school for me to fully commit. It’s kind of shaming if I don’t have it since I’ve told the boys how much I wanted it for so long” he said making you pretty confused

“What do you want from them? They won’t pay you Minho”

“Oh it’s not that, you go to that school right? So I guess I want to go with you... and obviously you’ll agree”

(My minho biased self is shaking at this gif take it away)

Changbin:

You never saw Changbin in a tough light like he’d always made himself out to be. Especially not when he wore a baby pink hoodie to your house that was fluffy inside and out just so that you could wear it. He took it off and handed it to you with a suspicious smile on his face. You slipped it on and immediately felt its warmth, even more so since Changbin has worn it before you. His scent was imbedded onto it and it made you the happiest person alive. You quickly slipped your hand into the pockets at the front but took them back out again after feeling a small folded piece of paper. You handed it to him but he rejected it, telling you to read it with a hopeful look on his face.

“My dear y/n, I wouldn’t normally do this but because it’s you I don’t care. Will you go to the dance with me?” The note read.

You screamed internally before throwing your arms around him exclaiming “yes” very loudly.

Changbin turned shy afterwards but soon snapped out of it when you told the members that you were now gonna keep Changbin under control like they needed.

Hyunjin:

You and Hyunjin were working on a class project at your house. Your parents were out and your siblings were doing something that you didn’t even want to ask about. There was supposed to be 3 of you but the other called sick, claiming they’d been throwing up since 3am when really Hyunjin told them that he wanted to be alone with you. It was almost finished as you stuck the final pieces to the colourful poster when your hand accidentally brushed against his when reaching for the glue spreader. You thought he didn’t noticed and continued to glue down the paper when he looked over at you.

“Y/n, you just made my heart explode and you didn’t even make a fuss, rude”

You stood puzzled for a while then realised that this was his confession. A vibrant shade of red now found its way to your cheeks as his blushed just the same.

“Hyunjin, what if we tested us out first, I don’t want to rush” you asked not wanting to seem too forward even though you wanted to kiss him there and then.

“Go to the dance with me then? After I bust my moves you’ll fall even more in love with me I promise” he explained not faltering once.

Han:

You rarely got to see Jisung at school anymore. He was busy working with stray kids or just on his own making sure everything was perfect for their next comeback. You decided to surprise him at the studio one Saturday with food and your notes so he wouldn’t fall behind. You’d never seen him so tired. His eye bags were extremely noticeable and he looked as if he’d been crying. As soon as you walked in he got up and hugged you like never before. There was so much emotion in just a simple hug.

“What’s wrong Jisung?” You asked, concerned for him while his head was still buried in your neck.

“I need a break, it’s becoming too much. I can’t even see my friends anymore” he broke down, something you never expected to see.

“What would make you feel better?”

“To go to the dance this Friday, with you” to that, you couldn’t say no.

Felix:

You messed up the pizza cooking, again. All you had to do was put it in the oven since ordering pizza is wayyyy too expensive, but that was obviously too much difficult. No need to worry however, Felix to the rescue. He cut off all the burnt bits and squeezed out the right amount of dip and whilst he was doing that you waited by the counter and watched. He was so beautiful. He finished the fixing work and presented it to you. You went to grab the tray with the pizzas on and you accidentally grabbed his hand. He looked up at you, still not letting go of his hand in pure shock and laughed slightly.

“Well this is awkward” you pointed out while laughing slightly.

“Hm get used to it y/n, you want to go to the dance with me, I know” he confidently stated, puffing out his chest. “And when we dance we have to hold hands”

“Well you’re not wrong” you admitted and started to walk into the living room where all the boys were sat watching wherever just unfolded between you two.

Seungmin:

Pacing his room instead of studying, seungmin thought of casual but inventive ways to ask you to the dance. He didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, he knew you wouldn’t enjoy it and realistically neither would he. He thought of inviting you to the dorm but no doubt Jisung would mess it up. Instead he showed up at your door at 10pm. You didn’t mind because well the guy you liked was thinking about you at 10pm who would have thought it? He asked you to sit outside with him but it was too cold plus your parents would probably have killed you so he just settled for standing by the door. He refused to go in incase your parents were there and he had to ask you in front of them.

“So y/n,” he said, swiping his foot across the floor “about the dance”

“What about it Minnie?” You questioned knowing where it was going but needing to hear it from him.

“You wanna go... with me?” He finished with a sweet smile that got that little bit sweeter when you agreed.

Jeongin:

The idea of going to his final high school dance was daunting enough, all the social interaction and the tears and everything but was even more daunting was asking you to go with him. You were complaining to him a few days ago, since you were so close, that you didn’t have a date. Sure a lot of guys asked you but you only wanted 1. Today was the day Jeongin had planned to asked you. He didn’t even eat his breakfast he was so nervous. When you met at school he was more excitable than usual, pretty much jumping up and down on the spot. At lunch time he spotted you sitting alone, saving a seat for him with your bag. He removed your bag from the seat opposite you and started to giggle.

“Y/n don’t freak out but will you go to prom with me?”

At first you didn’t reply out of pure shock. Your crush just asked you out wtffff.

“Yes Jeongin of course I will”

After this he let out a huge breathe and slowly relaxed and started to engage in a normal conversation for the first time that week.

(Wow changbin SAME)

Gifs aren’t mine

[holydepths-blog]

✩ jt & sienna

my wrist hurts from typing so eat ass 

Disagreements:

Who is more likely to raise their voice? sienna … like we get it he’s in a gang so he has to b mean to other people but both of them know she’ll kill him if he ever talks to her loudly in any capacity Who threatens to leave but never actually does? i feel like he’s a dramatic mf … like ummmm i can go any time i WANT to im not actually ur bf !! and she’s like yeah ur right leave and he goes :pensive: Who actually keeps their word and leaves? sienna . she would storm out of her own house for dramatic effect .  my girl doesn’t give a fuck Who trashes the house? she’ll throw sum at him …. prolly a pillow , she doesn’t need a lawsuit on her hands Do either of them get physical? not to imply domestic abuse is ever laughable but if (when? we dk) she ever came @ him … it’d be funny cos he cld literally just push against her forehead and her arms would not reach him How often do they argue/disagree? all the time, she disagrees simply to disagree w him Who is the first to apologise? her, solely because she’s Antagonistic on purpose and then feels bad 

Sex: 

Who is on top? she wants to take a ride on his disco stick Who is on the bottom? u heard me Who has the strangest desires? they both think the other person’s entirely normal behavior is freaky . jt wants to snuggle ? sienna: tf are we , puritans ? Any kinks? i refuse to take the bdsm test for her because i’m scared of what i’ll find so come back to me on this one Who’s dominant in bed? it’s exhausting being dominant in everything else so he takes the w on this one Is head ever in the equation? yethIf so, who is better at performing it? his beard is itchy so he compensates by being really fucking good at it Ever had sex in public? yes. they’ve had sex in the back room of the thrift shop more than they have upstairs in her apartment Who moans the most? can he shut the frick up Who leaves the most marks? sienna…………………………………. dont askWho screams the loudest? can SHE shut the frick up ….Who is the more experienced of the two? idk how experienced he is probably very but it’s important for me that u know she’s a whore Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? they frick Rough or soft? r**gh …. once a month she’s uwu ….How long do they usually last? for a long time , her poor thrussy Is protection used? yes. she’d kill herself before she got pregnant Does it ever get boring? no Where is the strangest place they’d have sex? they’ve had sex anywhere and everywhere 

Family:

Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? she would literally rather DIE than be pregnant. FOR THE PURPOSES of this section … they adopt (one) kid when they’re too old to be raising a tot but still try, don’t @ me. If so, how many children do your muses want/have? her ? none lol but AGAIN … i cannot leave this section blank and …. future purposes dont @ meWho is the favorite parent? sienna’s not a regular mom, she’s a cool momWho is the authoritative parent? she’s also a bitch though, don’t forget it Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? jt , mostly because sienna doesn’t want them around all day Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? SIENNA  …. yeah sorry that i don’t think it’s jordan ‘waahhh sienna i don’t want you to get mercury poisoning’ tucker …. mind ur fucking business maybe ? Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? sienna , but she drags jt with her so she has someone to bitch about soccer moms and how long [ insert activity here ] is running with Who goes to parent teacher interviews? jt , sienna isn’t allowed there anymore. it’s a long story. Who changes the diapers? bold of u to assume she would ever go NEAR a diaperWho gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? she’s fully decided she is INDEPENDENT and does not NEED him to wake up for moral support or to warm up a bottle … her tit is good enough Who spends the most time with the children? jt , she’s an ankle biter anti . ( she still  reads the kid bedtime stories every night )Who packs their lunch boxes? jt , sienna is not allowed to make health choices for ANYONE Who gives their children ‘the talk’? SIENNA … she tells them flat out what happens and why it happens , no bullshit . science babey ! Who cleans up after the kids? nothing ever gets cleaned up , ever. Who worries the most? jt . sienna is too cool and chill 2 have anxiety Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from? SIENNA 

Affection:

Who likes to cuddle? he does … she’s super handsy casually but whenever it comes to actually hugging she takes a bit to warm up to it Who is the little spoon? she is …. he’s only allowed 2 snuggle her if she can fall asleep in his arms . nearly vomited writing that actually Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? right now ? sienna , trying to convince everyone they’re like actually really a thing . Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? sienna , and she denies it until her dying breath How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? sienna’s … ability to be uber affectionate with him is limited …. but she gets a lot better as time grows on . that’s character development Who gives the most kisses? jtWhat is their favourite non-sexual activity? dont ask me why my first thought was watching shitty b-rated horror movies …. she also makes him sort through clothes with her, and she promises it’s very theraputic Where is their favourite place to cuddle? bed . it’s much easier to get her to drop her mr tough guy act when she’s sleepy Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? neither , when they touch eachother it means BUSINESS , see two sections back How often do they get time to themselves? all the time , she runs away

Sleeping:

Who snores? i already know she does , dont judge her If both do, who snores the loudest? sienna Do they share a bed or sleep separately? share :3 not rn …… but they WLD If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? she’s ready to draw a partition down the middle of the bedWho talks in their sleep? sienna , and he makes fun of her for it What do they wear to bed? sienna steals clothes specifically from him  to sleep in. she’s also 10/10 a morning showererer so she’ll lit sleep in her clothes from that day and not give a FUCK Are either of your muses insomniacs? sienna never sleeps she runs purely on red bull and annoyance Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? yeah , she takes them most nights Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? side by side, though occasionally she’ll reach for his hand Who wakes up with bed hair? sienna, and it’s awful. he’ll get his ass beat if he mentions it Who wakes up first? jt. it takes her FOREVER to fall asleep , but once she’s out she’s out .  think being awake for 24 hours then sleeping for 12+ Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? he does, not to be romantic but because he’s sick and tired of her eating leftover fried rice in bed. What is their favourite sleeping position? she sprawls , and she doesn’t like to be touching him when she sleeps , but his presence is a good thing Who hogs the sheets? jt , simply because he’s so comparatively large next to her that using a reasonable amount of sheets reads as hogging Do they set an alarm each night? they both intend to — and always forget. when when it goes off, sienna sleeps through it Can a television be found in their bedroom? yes , but it doesn’t get cable like the one in the living room does. it’s exclusively for blockbuster rentals. Who has nightmares? she doesn’t have wake up in a cold sweat nightmares, but she has sad dreams a lot Who has ridiculous dreams? sienna makes up the craziest dreams to relay to him just to fuck with him Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? SIENNAWho makes the bed?  neither have the time What time is bed time? either 8pm or 4am, no in between Any routines/rituals before bed? her SOLE form of self care is face masks, and she makes him do them on the top half of his face where green gunk wont get in his hair Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? sienna is grumpy all the time, so it’d have to be him by comparison 

Work:

Who is the busiest? she literally lives at work, so there’s always something Who rakes in the highest income? considering she is a SMART , STRONG , almost business owner ( omg they popping BIG bottles when the old bitch that actually owns the attic dies ) and he thrives on tips and gang bullshit ? do the math. Are any of your muses unemployed? nopeWho takes the most sick days? sienna just opens the store and goes back upstairs to fake supervise in her sleep, call her if there’s a fireWho is more likely to turn up late to work? he is, it’s LITERALLY impossible for her to do that Who sucks up to their boss? paging ed, she’s her own fucking boss What are their jobs? he’s a bartender/gang fREAK , she manages the attic thrift store Who stresses the most? jt has a lot of long days to to the antics of alcoholics , she likes her job even though she wishes she was somewhere else Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? she likes it…. but she’s super depressed she isn’t following her dreams. i assume he likes whatever’s going on on the wrong side of town Are your muses financially stable? yes 

Home:

Who does the washing? jtWho takes out the trash? jordan tucker Who does the ironing? jordanWho does the cooking? mr tuckerWho is more likely to burn the house down just trying? see i would say sienna, but she DOESN’T try. Who is messier? sienna, but she’s not as much messy as she is disorganizedWho leaves the toilet roll empty? siennaWho leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? jt, he lit just took his shoes off in the thread ….. literally get off her couch Who forgets to flush the toilet? that’s gross. Who is the prankster around the house? if he pulls anything over on her in her house he’s kicked 2 the curb. she bullying he is fair game tho Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? sienna doesn’t drive, so him Who mows the lawn? what lawn Who answers the telephone? she pointedly ignores them Who does the vacuuming? see the other chore listWho does the groceries? ^Who takes the longest to shower? siennaWho spends the most time in the bathroom? neither of them , efficiency is key 

Miscellaneous:

Is money a problem? mo money mo problems is what i always say . it isn’t overflowing , but it isn’t an issue How many cars do they own? he has a motorcycle , she has a bike and two working feet Do they own their home or do they rent? she rents , technically , until she gets the store Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? dont ask this again mads still has not told me where we are Do they live in the city or in the country? SHE lives downtown , he would have to move in with her Do they enjoy their surroundings? she hates it , she wants a big city What’s their song? she played this on her record player , and she had one too many drinks and tried to dance with him to it ….. What do they do when they’re away from each other? breathe a sigh of relief Where did they first meet? the thrift storeHow did they first meet? when she literally made out w him unprecedentedly Who spends the most money when out shopping? sienna is always buying things at garage sales and other thrift stores she insists are to resell but then a week later they show up in her house or she’s wearing them Who’s more likely to flash their assets? sienna  owns one expensive thing and never lets it go. Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? they aren’t 10 Any mental issues? too many to countWho’s terrified of bugs? spiders are her friends Who kills the spiders around the house? if he does she’ll b mad at him that’s pablo , he lives in the corner Their favourite place? her apartment Who pays the bills? siennaDo they have any fears for their future? at this point probably the stress of staging a breakup Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? LOOK … i know it’s not the question but she surprises him with spectacularly unfancy dinners …. he shows up and they’re eating pizza rolls by candlelight because if she doesn’t cook them ahead of time he won’t let her eat them Who uses up all of the hot water? SIENNAWho’s the tallest? he is , she’s 2ft Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? sienna, the horndogWho wanders around in their underwear? [ me vc ] if he keeps barging in he’s seen her in a towel Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? neither of them , they DANCE What do they tease each other about? him about her poor life choices , her about his criticisms of her life choices . essentially she mocks him Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? sienna has to beg him to not wear a clean version of the same fucking clothes every day . he owns one outfit and washes it each night as far as she’s concerned Do they have mutual friends? no , they run in VERY different circles Who crushed first? [ tatbilb vc ] if anyone’s fallen in love with someone who doesn’t love them back, it’s not you. it’s kavinsky. he’s kavinsky. Any alcohol or substance related problems? the only water she drinks is watered down beer because it was cheaper, amiright lads? also she smokes a lot , have fun with lung cancer when you’re 40 sienna Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? sienna, and he was the bartenderWho swears the most? her 

[loverknj]

Boyfriend!Bangtan (Kim Seokjin)

A/N: hi loves! thank you so much for all the love on my bf yoongi post, i honestly expected only like 10 notes but you guy showered me with so much love and for that, i’m forever grateful ♡ so, as you guys requested, here’s another bf bangtan hehehe 

Every au or fic I read always displays him as the one who always cooks, does house chores and takes care of the boys

Basically the doting mother figure who doesn’t really get action

But oh mannnn

This man is lethal

He’s like a total meal including the desert and starter

Might even come with champagne

He’s that gentleman your mother always tells you to date when you were young

And undoubtedly, Kim Seokjin is every girl’s dream man

Tall, handsome, rich

He can cook, he can sing, he can dance, he is caring, funny, attentive...

I would say he is Prince Charming in the flesh

But we all know seokjin is much better than prince charming

A serious & playful boyfriend?

Definitely not one for flings

I can see him as someone who will hesitate to ask you out until he completely knows you inside and out

I think this is mainly because of how his lifestyle is; he’s always busy with comebacks, rehearsals, recordings... and he’s frequently out of the country

he doesn’t have time for someone who will not devote herself to him  

And here to stay

But when his feelings get too overwhelming and that he’s certain that you’re the one

he will give his 100% to you  

Would show up at your doorstep all dressed up

as he carefully leads you to his car boot with his hand covering your eyes

your confused expression is immediately converted into a shocked one

And next thing you know, you’re crying

Because all you can see is his car boot filled with endless roses and fairy lights

And he’s behind you, holding a teddy which says “be mine”

Would probably be like “I think we both know how we feel each other, so pls say you’ll be mine, because well, the flowers are expensive and I can’t return them”

Also the type who would write

“Please be my girlfriend?”

“Option 1: yes, option 2: hell yes option 3: yes”

Would be offended if you didn’t choose option 2 lmao

Seokjin would be an extra af boyfriend and you all know this.

The most likely out of bts to tie himself up in a ribbon on Valentine’s Day and Insist that he’s your present

“Happy Valentines Day babe, I got you the best present in the world: me.”

But in the end, he’d probably stop joking around and bring out a huge bouquet of flowers and the giant teddy he prepared

And I imagine he’d prepare a lot of things for you throughout your relationship

Flowers, jewellery chocolate, dinner, his face

The one to keep extra hair-ties in his pocket when you go out

And would just tie your hair for you with no words asked when he sees you struggling to eat without hair getting in your way

Would even keep pads and an extra set of clothes of yours at the dorm too

And when he finds out your favourite drink is banana milk like jungkook, he would go out of his way and buy an entire box of it

Definitely an amazing boyfriend

Remember in the rookie king prank, how he was the only one who asked the girl if she was okay?

Like if he’s so kind and caring to a complete stranger, imagine how loving he can be to someone he loves

A boyfriend who undoubtedly would go out his way for you

The type who would spoil you with everything

As I think he would try to make up for his absence by showering you with gifts

A new bag or perfume after he’s back from his Europe tour

Wine and dine at restaurants

Huge bouquet of roses

Giant teddies

Couple bracelets from Hermès

he would spoil youuuu to no limit

And he wouldn’t even notice until you brought it up to him

“Baby, I love you and that 10 foot teddy but don’t you think it’s a little too much? You don’t have to waste so much money on me”

Probably smile back at you and say “don’t worry, oppa can afford it” or “it’s okay princess, you deserve it”

But his grand gestures would tone down a little after you really talk to him about it

Because yes, it feels nice to be pampered and spoiled but even if you are jin from bts and the son of a ceo, money doesn’t grow on trees

Emphasizing to him that you love him and not those materialistic stuff

Would love you even more after that talk

And I imagine that would also be how you both solve your fights or arguments as well; by sitting down, talking through it like adults

And explaining your doubts and point of view to one another

Will always make up before bed, it’s a rule

But I think there would be also be times where Jin just lets you win because he would rather lose an argument than lose you

Because he knows you’re a definite keeper

And would want to wife you up so badly  

He would even call you wife in real life

Your name in his phone would most probably be ‘wife ♡’

Kim seokjin, A sHAMELESS texter

I don’t see him being those who text “good morning beautiful”, he’s probably those who would text “good morning, I’m beautiful”

Or the type to jokingly reply “how can you not” or “I love me too” when you tell him you love him

Overflowing confidence, oh gosh

Would randomly just say “babe, how are you so lucky? you get to date worldwide handsome”

And while you sit there, looking at him in confusion and slight disbelief

He’d be laughing his signature wind-screen laugh while the boys roll their eyes

Speaking of wife-ing you up, I can see him as one who will talk to you about your future a lot

Like it’d be 2 in the morning, you are both snuggled up in bed; and the conversation somehow ends up just being about marriage and kids

Or when you are both in the kitchen, preparing dinner for you and the boys, he’d talk about how he used to do this every week with his family and that he can’t wait to have this tradition with his own

And you can’t help but blush by the way he’s looking at you and smiling

He just lovesss planning out his future, especially with you by his side

And by that, he’s undoubtedly a fun & playful boyfriend who can be serious when he wants to

Also, an attentive boyfriend

He’d take note of your favourite food, drinks, places, movies, clothes...

He’d notice things you don’t even realise yourself, like the way you scrunch your nose when you’re nervous

Or the way you nod your head too much when the food is good

And If you say you’re craving something or when you compliment a dish

He’d cook or learn how to cook it for you

But when he’s busy, he’d probably order take away and pamper you with kisses, promising to cook it for you next time

Also I wouldn’t even be surprised if he showed up randomly at your workplace or school with your favourite food just because he wants to

Or if you find the shoes you have been saving up to buy just lying on your bed, with a note attached: “saw you looking at them the other day and got them for you because my princess deserves the best. I love you.”

Or even some medicine and vitamins sitting on your kitchen counter along with a cup of warm herbal tea because he says you have been sniffing and coughing too much

He’d take care of you better than how he takes care of himself

And the members will probably tease him about it at the start or act jealous because they no longer have his 100%

But they would honestly adore you so much because you take care of their hyung and them so well

Appreciate all the little things you do for them

you coming over to cook a home cooked meal for them during comeback season.

Making lemon tea for them because it helps with the throat and they have a recording tomorrow

Even doing their laundry for them because they are too busy to do so

Showing up at big hit with your own baked goods like cookies or cupcakes and coffee

they love you so much and they know seokjin does too

Because he is definitely the type to show you off

at the start, he would maybe try to limit the PDA, especially when in front of family or the boys

Like he would only keep a hand on your back and sometimes he would hold your hand while walking

And on really rare days, he would put his arm around you

But after a while, he wouldn’t care anymore

He would basically be by your side, kissing & hugging you whenever, cuddling, backhugging  

Kisses on your forehead, cheeks, eyelids, nose, lips, head... just EVERYWHERE

Constantly craves your attention

would playfully whine “jagiyaaaaa” or shout “yah!” if your attention wasn’t on him

Contented sighs when you are in his arms

Would give you assuring taps on your hair, back rubs, massages

Which would turn into tickle fights

And I’m sorry but like I can definitely see him screaming “babe, im horny!” just randomly at the dorm

The boys would probably burst out laughing and scream: ”hYUNG!” the first time round

But as time passes, they wouldn’t even blink

He’s all into PDA

Would just kiss you randomly and spontaneously no matter when or where

Whether it be when you are just walking, on your phone, cooking, talking, sleeping

He just loves being close to you

And it’s honestly friggin adorable

His shoulders will be your safe haven

I’m not much of a shoulder person

But I’d imagine his to be so comfortable

Like you’d probably be lying on it 90% of the time

Whether it be on dates, in bed, while walking...

and he would die for it

speaking of dates, Dates with him would honestly be so fun

I can see him bringing you on vacation in exotic counties for your anniversary

Because he says that you both deserve it

The kind of guy who would prepare and plan everything

And each date would be unique: visiting museums, theme parks, going for a picnic, bowling, karaoke, movies

Cafe hopping or food dates where you both just go from place to place and eat to your hearts content

You guys would visit all types of restaurants, whether it be roadside stalls, 5 star restaurants, those hidden gems in alleyways

Sooner or later, you would have eaten at every single restaurant there is in Seoul

And knowing how romantic he is, he’d probably leave a mark of both of you whenever he can

Or take polaroid pictures at every date

Road trips!!!

Where you both have long drives with music blasting; Seokjin screaming lyrics or humming songs

and his hand would be either holding yours or on you thigh

But there will also be lazy dates where you both just cuddle at home and make out or build forts and chill in your ugliest PJs

You would most definitely end up in his clothes because he’s a sucker for you looking so damn cute in them

Seokjin, the kind of boyfriend who you can just spill everything and anything to

He is both the start and end of your day

Even if it’s the littlest things like what you had for lunch, he’d still listen to you as if it was the most important thing in the world

He’d even give you advice on your worries or doubts and would help you in whatever he can

honestly the worlds best listener

he’d undoubtedly be your best friend

Who can read you like an open book

And on the saddest days where you don’t even know where to start talking

He’d just know by how you look

And would hug you and give you cuddles while whispering over and over again how much he loves you until you feel like talking

Or tells you his dad jokes in hopes to get a laugh out of you

Or when he’s not next to you

He’d FaceTime you and show you Odengie and Eomukie

“Eomma is sad today babies, let’s cheer her up”

Or he’d babble about his day

Or or he’d sing and play guitar

And that’s honestly the biggest blessings to your ears

Kim seokjin singing just for you

Like imagine that angelic voice before bed

Or coming from the bathroom

Your relationship would honestly be so beautiful and loving

Every memory is documented by polaroids which you both would keep in your secret box

And Kim Seokjin that spectacular man would be so supportive and loving and amazing that he will keep you wondering if you saved a kingdom in your past life

Because you feel like you do not deserve him

He’s every I love you whisper, every Polaroid picture, every inside joke, every slow dance, every laughter, every tear (mainly happy ones), every hug and every kiss

He’s everything you ever wanted and he’s there

Yours. Completely and utterly yours.