#i pulled an all nighter editing session for this

[battlemagefilms]

We’re back for another This Week in Fantasy Movies! This week features a bunch of anime and Disney news, Fantasia Fest awards, and an EXCLUSIVE interview with George R.R. Martin’s producer!

[ellestray]

elle's favorite ateez fics. f = fluff ; s = smut ; sg = suggestive ; a = angst. ✧ = absolute favorites, must read. (only adding notes for these few fics to ensure readability for the overall list!) word count in brackets. last updated: may 2nd, 2024

authors; if you wish to be untagged, please let me know!

currently no individual fic for hongjoong, yeosang & jongho. please refer to the OT8 section, or come back for future updates!

성화 SEONGHWA

✧ [11,1k] plastic flowers — @bobateastay ( f ; s ; a ) ↪ note: this fic revolves around abortion, so please keep this in mind before reading. i read this on a flight— and i don't know if it was the altitude, but it broke me. the author beautifully wrote this, in a way where unconditional love, hope and pain are intertwined. one of the most pleasantly surprising and touching reads i've had on this platform by far.

✧ [2,3k] essence — @hwaightme ( f ) ↪ note: this one is for the poetic, hopelessly romantic fics lovers. everything i've read from this author was beautiful so far! the poetry in this fic was so pretty that i felt the need to share it to my friends... although i usually never share fics out of tumblr. i'm excited to read through more of your writings, bai!

[1,2k] the first snow and being in love — @i-luvsang ( f )

[884] 02:36 — @hwapetals ( f )

[642] adoration — @kisshwa ( f ; sg )

[8,6k] both — @hwaightme ( s ; f )

[200] 10:24pm — @hotteoki ( f )

[986] anguish — @kisshwa ( a )

[n/a] bf texts — @hotteoki ( f )

[79] 9:22pm — @cozykpopblurbs ( f )

[1,6k] i'll be with you — @cheollipop ( f )

[519] lazy make out sessions — @crazyforhwa ( s )

[1,2k] realistic sex — @byuntrash101 ( s ; f )

윤호 YUNHO

✧ [13k + 18,2k] unprofessional attraction ; pt.1 , pt.2 , [tbc] — @jk97 ( f ; s ; a ) ↪ note: i was so engulfed into this fic that i skipped a lecture to continue reading. fics that are heavier nsfw-wise usually aren't my thing, but here, every single line pulled me in. hell, i felt even more insane about yunho after reading this. saying i'm excited about the next chapters would be an understatement.

✧ [14k] closer, face down — @ncteez ( s ; f ) ↪ note: again, although i usually prefer fluff over smut, i absolutely loved this fic... the build up made it so enticing! i don't know if a re-edit still is in the works, but i'd absolutely re-read it regardless!

✧ [84,5k] project: make you love me (series) — @hwaslayer ( f ; a ; s ) ↪ note: pulled an all nighter to read the entire series in one go... it was that fun to read! the relationship was built up at a nice, natural pace, while still keeping the reader on their toes. (this made me very excited about the seonghwa series in progress..!)

[1,1k] bedfellows — @sungbeam ( f )

[1,3k] he knows he loves you — @honeyhotteoks ( f )

[2,5k] convenience store chances — @ohmyamor ( f )

[n/a] boyfriend texts — @koizekomi ( f )

[300] nothing sweeter — @i-luvsang ( f )

[1,1k] nsfw alphabet — @yunhobug ( s )

[425] 3:52am — @edenesth ( f ; sg? )

산 SAN

✧ [3,7k] leave the window open — @sungbeam ( f ) ↪ note: so sweet. so comforting. the kind of heartwarming fic that feels like hot cocoa on a cold winter day. (also made me feel insane about san... but let's not talk about that.)

[1k] always available — @everyonewooeverywhere ( f )

✧ [1,6k] capturing us — @03jyh23 ( f ) ↪ note: another sweet, poetic, hopelessly romantic fic— my favorite kind! finding fics like these always feels like discovering a little treasure. looking forward to all the wips!

[n/a] boyfriend texts — @koizekomi ( f )

[2,6k] take a break - @cheollipop ( f ; s )

[249] 21:23 — @petitemingi ( f )

[350] boyfriend headcanons — @i-luvsang ( f )

[600] one more minute — @seonghwaddict ( f )

[1,3k] no strings, no expectations — @seonghwaddict ( a ; sg ; f? )

[468] stretch marks — @beenbaanbuun ( f )

[475] valentine's series : movies — @whimsicalwritingsandmore ( f )

[n/a] instagram stories with bf san — @lwtqts ( f )

[371] hold me — @cheeseceli ( f )

민기 MINGI

[800] untitled — @cheollipop ( a ; f )

[2,8k] mind over matter — @mingisaddctn ( s )

[256] 23:22 — @petitemingi ( f )

[1k] 23:46 — @seonghwaddict ( f )

[447] princess treatment — @cheeseceli ( f )

우영 WOOYOUNG

✧ [1,2k] broke you heart, i'll put it back together — @dairyminki ( a ; f ) ↪ note: loved this so much that i had to read it twice. something about wooyoung hopelessly in love wanting to fix this... name twin, if you're reading this, hi- i'd be seated for a part 2 if you ever have the time to write it!

[2,2k] vacation — @bobateastay ( f ; s )

OT8

[700] when you don't say i love you back — @jjunberry ( f )

[2,4k] romance tropes — @beenbaanbuun ( f )

[n/a] situationships (texts) ; pt.1 , pt.2 — @yunhoszn ( f )

[2,9k + 3k] as boyfriends ; hyung line , maknae line — @honeyhotteoks ( f : s )

[n/a] sex ban (texts) — @kisshwa ( sg ; f )

[n/a] sending you a pic of themselves (texts) — @bombuni ( f )

[1,3k] outfit turn-ons — @starillusion13 ( sg )

[1,2k] make-up sex — @nateezfics ( f ; a ; s )

[944] showering — @seonghwaddict ( f ; sg )

[1,6k] as boyfriends — @atiny-moon ( f ; sg )

[2,5k] that one specific habit they do that highlights their love language — @sanhwaism ( f )

[1,1k] top 3 kinks — @seonghwaddict ( s )

[2,8k] making out — @sxcret-garden ( sg ; f )

[n/a] asking them to draw a flower (texts) — @eightmakesonebraincell ( f )

if any link is broken, or if i made any mistake when tagging fics— please kindly let me know!

[rosewaterandivy]

pynk like the inside of your

summary: feeling burnt out from marathon recording sessions at the studio, can only mean one thing: steve with some chinese takeout to the rescue & maybe some hanky-panky.

a/n: My blog is 18 +, minors DNI; get ready for a cunning linguist 👀.

🎶 i wanna fall through the stars getting lost in the dark is my favorite part / let's count the ways we could make this last forever🎶

A few weeks after your beach date with Steve, found you face-down on the plush carpet from sheer exhaustion in the vocal room at Paramount Recording Studios.

Efforts to record in your home studio were a waste, especially since you kept getting distracted by your phone and one Steve Harrington. At least renting studio space had the threat of money down the drain should you fail to record anything. 

In fact, the past few nights had you pulling all-nighters at the studio— laying vocals, toying with a few melodies on various instruments, and editing a mix or two. Thankfully, you’d managed to sneak out briefly today for a much-needed soak in your bathtub at home, followed by a nice nap. One ear was covered by a pair of Sony headphones as you recorded a particular line (with the same sweet shock of when Adam first came), the sound engineer turned as someone entered the control room.

“Oh shit,” Steve said in apology, baseball cap and sunglasses perched on his newly shorn hair, a tote bag slung over one shoulder with a bag of takeout in another. 

“No worries, man,” the engineer reassured him, turning back to the controls. “I’m heading out after we lock this, so she’s all yours.”

He watches as you sing the chorus, eyes closed and one foot keeping time against the carpet. Steve can’t help but bite his lip at how cute you look, an overlarge t-shirt and bike shorts with damp hair a stark contrast to the sheer power of the voice pouring from you.

“Jesus,” he mutters, more to himself than anything, and earns a chuckle from the sound engineer.

“I know, right?” He fiddles with a few levels, fingers gliding up and down the board. “It never gets old, witnessing her work.” 

“I can imagine.”

You pull the headphones from your ears to see Steve chatting with the engineer, Jack, in the booth. Setting them down against the music stand to your left, you skip to the control room with a small smile. 

“Did I know you were stopping by?” You perch against the doorframe, fingers curling around the cool metal plating. 

Steve smiles back, lifting a bag stamped with a familiar logo. “Surprise?”

It’s only then that you realize how famished you’ve become. “Pad Thai tofu with—”

“Veggie spring rolls and like, a thousand packs of soy sauce?” He laughs, “Yeah, special delivery.”

You step into the room and nuzzle into Steve’s side. He drops a quick kiss to your head as the engineer packs up for the night. Saying your goodbyes and relaying your thanks to Jack, you wait for the telltale click of the door before dragging Steve back into the studio and collapsing on the couch.

“You,” you say, removing chopsticks and packets of sauce from the bag, “Are a godsend, Harrington.” Distracted by the promise of perfectly seasoned Pad Thai and a full belly, you don’t notice how Steve stills at your feet.

It had been a long week of recording sessions, so you’re not exactly firing on all pistons. Completely understandable, given the circumstances. 

But not for Steve.

“Sweetheart,” he says, rubbing your temple. “C’mere for a minute,” and pulls you up for a proper kiss.

And it’s positively perfect. Steve kisses like a goddamn dream and in no time at all has your brain leaking from your ears— the promise of food forgotten.

You grip his chin, counting enthusiastic flecks in his eyes. Gorgeous and green-gold and all that mouthwatering darkness slowly simmering behind it.

“What,” you chuckle at his impatience, “You want me to sit on this pretty thing?”

His eyes light up at that. “Mmm, definitely not opposed. Gonna let me take care of you, sweetheart?”

What an obscene image: Hollywood’s Favorite Leading Man a slobbering and breathless disarray, coming up for air, licking the gloss of your cunt off his lips.

You smirk, “Oh, fuck yeah.”

He could live here. Stay pressed up against you forever—screw contracts, press tours, award shows.

Steve pulls the t-shirt over your head, palms your breasts with one hand and tugs your shorts down with the other.

He kisses along your neck and jaw and flicks his thumb over a nipple quick and gentle until you shiver and arch into him.

Steve follows the curve of your body— your collarbone, your shoulder, your belly, then places your hands in his hair, his hat flung somewhere across the room.

Your fingers automatically card through, curling softly to move him where you’d like him best. Slowly, he falls to his knees, spreading your thighs until you step apart.

You sigh his name, breathy and high. You say it again, pulling his hair when he sucks at your clit, fitting a finger in to the knuckle until you squirm.

He trails sloppy lines up your slit, delving in with his entire face because he wants you all over it—wants to be marked. Wants your scent and come and the bright blush of his cheeks in celebration, like declaring to all who worship him that he worships something else.

Who baptizes him with her kiss and cunt and he’s hungry for it—hungry for salvation because he’s exhausted of always being the idol.

You carved him into yourself.

Made space for all of him and loved on him with your whole, beautiful heart.

He guides you forwards until you’re sitting on the edge of the sofa, thighs spread and dripping, breathing heavy, eyes half-lidded with pleasure he caused.

Your soft skin is gorgeous and glistening. Your pussy is shiny with his spit.

“Steve,” you say, focused and sharp, curling one finger at him. “Get your mouth back on me, now.”

Pride swells up in his chest. What he wouldn’t give for the world to know this: America’s golden boy, crawling on the floor, stupid with desire.

And for all their idolatry, for all the pieces they take of him and scatter to winds, he’ll always still be yours.

And Steve thinks, as he returns his face to your sex, his cock throbbing between his own legs but he ignores it for now— he’s not important, for now— that if you were to ever tell him to stay in between your thighs forever, he just fucking might.

Two orgasms later, because not only is Steve good with his mouth and eager to please, but his hands, dear fucking lord. And a not-so small part of you feels vindicated at that.

You’re up to toss the takeout bag, plastic crinkling under your grasp as you open the door to the control room. Only to stop short when you notice a familiar red light still illuminated from your earlier recording session.

Had that been on the entire time?

Trash forgotten by the door, you’re quick to sit down and isolate the track in question. Looping a headphone over your ear, you press play to confirm your suspicions.

“Yes,” you sigh, voice languid with lust. “Fuck yes. Steve—mmm—"

Not realizing the volume or paying heed to Steve’s entrance, you nearly jump out of your skin when his hands knead at your shoulders.

He chuckles lowly, watching as you all but melt under his touch. “You’re gonna send me a copy of that, right, honey?”

[thatstonedwriter]

⋆｡˚ 「 Status: Online 」 ⋆｡˚

◉ Sinopsis; Loona's s/o is a popular YouTuber/streamer

◉ A/n- apologies for the wait, but I hope you enjoy!

── ˙•˚∘✮🌙ᯓ🪐˙•˚∘ ──

Being a popular online personality comes with its ups and downs. Adhering to regular posting and streaming schedules can be exhausting, but having Loona around always makes things much more bearable.

Loona will often appear in the background of your streams, and the chat is always quick to point her out. It’s almost turned into a kind of game at this point, a sort of “where’s Waldo” but specifically for your streams/youtube videos

Speaking of, Loona is usually willing to be featured in your videos, whether its a Let’s Play, or Couple’s React. Also enjoys just popping in, so there are videos where Loona is present in the second half, just because she decided to sit in with you in the middle of filming.

Avoids On-Camera PDA, but will (in some cases) allow it. She's mostly private with her affection so kissing or even hugging you on camera in front of people isn't something she's very comfortable with.

will become more affectionate if you have fancams/edits or people simping for you in the chat/comments- and by affectionate, I mean lowkey aggressive. nothing horrible, but you can expect to hear some playful threats directed at any simps you've got.

When Loona does appear in your videos, she’s a fan favorite; her dry sense of humor and vulgarity are surprisingly popular. She also doesn’t scare easy, which provides a comedic juxtaposition to your reactions if/when you’re playing horror games

Long editing sessions are a drag, but you can always expect Loona to make them more interesting. She’ll sit beside you, occasionally offering suggestions for what might make the video look or sound better. Having an extra set of eyes and ears definitely makes the process faster (though don’t expect much help when it comes to spotting mistakes- Loona isn’t one for small details- she’ll leave that to you)

definitely brings snacks and drinks for when you have to pull all-nighters

big fan of the "you cringe/laugh, you drink" premise, so she suggests that as a small series on your channel/stream

Absolutely makes fun of your ad transitions (if you happen to be sponsored) sits behind you and does that "blah blah" motion with her hand while you do ad-reads

Loona doesn't get paid much, but she absolutely saves up to try and get you new equipment for your filming set-up (if anyone asks her about it though, she refuses to admit that she cares so much)

── ˙•˚∘✮ 🔭๋࣭ᯓ🌙˙•˚∘ ──

[alienoresimagines]

Oooh tell me about "Gale's very bad, very dangerous, not brilliant at all idea" and "Your Heart Will Always Be Known To Me" 👀

- @majorbuckyegan

Gale's very bad, very dangerous, not brilliant at all idea

The summary I have written in my drafts : After the Stalag, Buck struggles with the cold. He feels frozen to the bone even under the warm sun of summer, or under thick blankets that leave him sweating out of his skin. Still, he can’t get warm. The only way he can ever feel warmth again is curled up safely in Bucky’s arms but when the latter has to stay at work for longer than usual, Buck has to find other ways to get warm.

AKA Buck's perception of what too hot is for a shower is a bit screwed and Bucky'll have to deal with the consequences of it when he gets home :)

It'll be Part 5 of my series "I built a home (For you, For me)" exploring Clegan post war life!

Your Heart Will Always Be Known To Me

This fic!!! Made me pull an all nighter because I could not stop writing! Gale had me at gun point fr

It's an answer to the prompt NAP (Sender cuddles up to Receiver while he's resting) except Gale is a menace who decided that his cuddle session had to be a bit heated. Everyone says thank you Meatball who I forgot I'd put in the bedroom until I remembered that he was. Right there. Mostly it's all about them knowing the other by heart lol

Here's a snippet : “So, uh, you remember that Jones kid ?” It’s a terribly endearing attempt at distraction but Gale lets it slide, biting his bottom lip to reign his smile in. However Bucky must see it because he taps his forefinger under his lip with a gentle tut, eyes crinkling when Buck smiles wider, unable not to. John smiles and so Gale does too, like a sunflower rising to follow the sun. But the glint in Bucky’s eyes is smug and knowing, the curve of his lips slightly cocky as he looks up at him. In retaliation, Buck starts drawing mindless patterns on his chest with the tips of his fingers and pretends he doesn’t hear the hitch in the other’s breath nor feel his heart speeding up under his chin. Instead, he hums, and answers John’s question.

It's also part 2 of my Post war series :) It's in the last editing stage rn

[amiharana]

RiTO doing that Silence of Idol game and Revali actually falls asleep because he works himself too much

i'm gonna be honest i had no idea what this game was until i searched it up and watched (1) a string of tiktoks about treasure and up10tion doing the game and (2) the entire episode of lesserafim on the game KDJHFHKJDSJH but i got the gist. i've been so out of the kpop loop lately

(for anyone else who may be unfamiliar with 'silence of idol' and have 15 minutes to spare, lesserafim was very entertaining to watch on the show LOL but it's essentially like a challenge simulation of kpop idols being in their trainees days and having to practice or something late at night while attempting to not get caught by their manager/trainer)

RiTO doing this game would be so silly 😹 kass and MAYBE mimo would be the only ones who would have fun with it, bc teba, harth, and revali would be so serious about it. kass and mimo trying to convince their manager to get in on the fun with their takeout fried chicken vs. teba, harth, and revali all panicking and getting ready to accept their punishment for getting caught even though it's literally just a game 😭

i can totally imagine revali genuinely falling asleep during the game 🥺 the youngest of the group pushes himself to be the best idol out there, always saying that his training isn't enough, that he needs to be more accurate in his dance moves and hitting notes, and push himself past his own limits. teba is constantly chastising revali for late nights training because revali insists on waking up with the sun too, so he's always running of <4 hours of sleep (which actually is the reality of most kpop trainees & idols anyway, but let's pretend that the loz kpop au isn't as bad 🥹).

maybe before they're scheduled to film the silence of idol, revali pulled an all-nighter practicing for their next music show performance and thus is extremely sleep-deprived. during the segment of the game where they genuinely are supposed to fall asleep, it's only supposed to be a light sleep which most of the members achieve, easily woken up by the lights turning on and the sound of the door opening. but revali, the lightest sleep of them all, doesn't budge, doesn't even react at all.

"hey, revali, wake up," mimo says, gently shaking revali's shoulder in an attempt to rouse him. "it's time to start practice." nothing.

teba and harth come up on revali's other side, crouching beside him on the floor. "don't play games, kid, we're supposed to start practicing in a few minutes," harth says gruffly, poking revali in the forehead. the second youngest of the group is as serious about keeping up the act as he is about playing the game.

teba swats his hand away from revali's face. "don't do that," he says, before refocusing back onto their youngest. "revali, are you really sleeping?" still no response.

I'M . IMAGINING THIS SCENE THE WAY THEY WOULD SAY AND EDIT IT THE WAY ACTUAL KPOP IDOLS WOULD so in my head it's like a close-up of revali snoozing and curled up in the blankets and there's a caption that reads something like "RiTO maknae Revali is so peaceful when he sleeps~ 🌸" and "doing his job as the maknae flawlessly; he sleeps like a baby! 👶 [baby laughter sound that all the kpop idol editors use]". teba standing up to rub at the back of his head and chuckling awkwardly; "i guess revali really did fall asleep..."

they end up pausing filming as the members sit by their youngest, the managers talking with the film crew, as revali continues slumbering on. kass and mimo are taking pictures of revali and giggling to themselves about how cute and peaceful he looks fast asleep, meanwhile teba is worrying about how revali has been working too hard lately and is probably why he fell asleep and didn't wake easily as he usually would.

"should we cut down practice sessions?" teba says to harth.

the second youngest just shrugs. "he already practices extra in addition to our regular sessions. you're not gonna be able to stop him from practicing more unless you physically restrain him." teba sighs; harth is right.

the managers decide that they're just going to take revali back to the dorms to keep sleeping and have a check-up to make sure he's healthy and not overdoing it. the rest of RiTO can continue filming for the comeback promotions, and they're fine with it albeit worried for their youngest. that's when revali begins to stir, mumbling and shifting around in the blankets, the rest of RiTO beginning to crowd around him again. (the cameras are still rolling KJDFKJDSF)

"hello, our lovely maknae~" kass greets him softly. "did you sleep well?"

"slept?" revali mumbles, blinking sleepily back up at the second oldest. "wha... only closed my eyes for a little... didn't even sleep that long..." and kass has to hold back a laugh, pursing his lips.

"that's right, revali," mimo whispers, also trying to keep in a laugh. "but it's still too early for practice, so you can go back to sleep for a little bit until it's time. we'll wake you up, okay?"

revali nods slowly, eyes falling shut as he curls back up into the pillow and blankets. "okay, hyung" he yawns. "you better... wake me up..." and falls right back asleep 🥹

the rest of RiTO and their managers are all trying not to laugh, taking a video of their sleepy maknae curling back up so cutely to sleep. the normally sharp-mouthed youngest is so sweet and cute when he's sleepy, why can't he be like this all the time? 😹

[daydreamtofiction]

Hi there! I saw a response to one of your asks a while back talking about how you did a degree in Creative Writing - do you have any advice for someone wanting to go into a degree like that? Cheers.

Hi, it’s quite hard to give advice about the degree itself because no two degrees will ever be the same. Each university writes their own programme so experiences really will differ depending on where you study (I’m assuming you’re in the UK!)

My general advice would be to attend everything. Get your butt to every single seminar, lecture and workshop. They’re invaluable. Go to every single event you can too - my uni would host plays, live readings, ‘audience with’ events, q&a’s with visiting authors, poets, theatre companies etc all the time, and one of my biggest regrets is not attending more of them.

Enter all the story/writing competitions they hold and take every opportunity to submit your work for feedback sessions.

Do the assigned reading. You will be asked questions about it.

Don’t leave your assignments until the last minute. Deadlines approach fast and you usually end up having several assignments due around the same time. Pulling all-nighters in the uni library isn’t as fun as it sounds. My friends and I all went literally crazy one time after a 36 hour stint and - spoiler - none of us came out with a first for that assignment. Also your tutors will notice when your work is rushed or hasn’t been proofread/edited.

Engage in discussions in class. Ask questions, answer them, put forward ideas or suggestions. The best seminars I ever attended were the ones where the room buzzed, where the students bounced off the tutor and vice versa.

Similarly, always try to give valuable feedback to your peers. Don’t just say ‘yeah it was good’ or sit there silent during workshops/feedback sessions. Be honest, be vocal, be constructive. It’s up to you guys as the students to make the most out of these sessions.

I hope this helped a lil bit!

[protectgeorgeweasley]

Two things: 1. Family health situation became a bit more complicated and worrisome again. Continuing to manage as everything unfolds. Thank you for the support and kindness on that front. <3

2. Finally finished the Lumos update's rough draft. It appears to be clocking in around 70k, though editing may trim it. I am so unbelievably pleased about this chapter/update, and though every word has been a journey and a struggle [with many drafts and scenes scrapped or restarted], I'm over the moon to see it reach this point. There are three to four more complex editing things to rework, then it's mostly a polish job.

With longer chapters, editing becomes more complex, but I'll be updating with percentages as I go. Thankfully, I have a bit of time this week [and a team of lovely friends writing and editing their own work alongside me in co-working sessions], so I'm excited to move through this at an efficient yet healthy pace.

I find goal setting for process work to be motivating, so here are some of mine: 1. I will start edits today after a celebratory dance about this room. [This is what the youths call "big brain energy" because it doesn't allow rust and anxiety to build on my writing muscles between sessions.] 2. I will not be pulling an all-nighter during this editing work cycle. 3. I will stop for breaks to breath outside air. 4. I will hydrate. 5. I will celebrate the little steps of progress with my writing support group and with you all here. <3

[acidanser444]

Ah yes...life

Welp, it's been a month since my last Halloween post and I'm back with a Kaeya edit, guys : D

I've spent this time dealing with all sorts of university stuff and simply didn't have enough energy & motivation to make decent arts (just sketches and doodles), also, as it is already December we'll have a winter exam session...very soon...

And the situation won't change probably :_)

P.s. I cannot remember how many all-nighters I've already pulled, my heads a lil bit cranky =)

[slxthxrxn-sxmp]

jurassic park headcanon request where they've been pining for a while and finally ask them out!

Ummm… ABSOLUTELY!

i hope this is what you imagined anon lol

Warnings: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE GIFS, Explicit language i guess, oblivious peoples lol,, kissing, in Kayla’s portion there’s a dude being a jerk so beware of that, alcohol consumption, not beta read or edited

Tags: @druigswh0ree

❖ Alan Grant

- Let’s just say the both of you were completely clueless of the feelings being harbored but everyone you guys encountered automatically picked up on it  - He can’t quite remember when he had developed feelings. It was a subtle thing that crept in slowly and then snuck up on him like a robber in the night (needless to say he was not the first to have feelings in the relationship)  - You on the other hand remember the moment you had feelings and it was not subtle it was a brick to your face. He had been at a convention for his book, talking to all sorts of people, and yet he always kept an eye on you making sure to glance up from what he was doing to find you. When the day was done he drove you home opening and closing your door for you  - Alan subconsciously noticed the change in your demeanor but thought it didn’t have to do with him. Anytime he tried asking about it you have him a short answer and changed the topic  - Something he didn’t even think about is the way he is always besides you practically attached at the hip and this just absolutely made you fall even harder for him - Then you just had to follow him to that god forsaken island (a/n you can choose which movie first, third, or even the latest one)he loved the way you had that survivors instinct. Now you were always and forever amazing in his eyes but seeing  this other part of you that was totally badass, taking charge he knew he was in for the ride of his life - And yet he didn’t confess to you during a life or death situation like those movies, hell he didn’t even confess on the island. No he decided that a helicopter ride back to the mainland was the perfect time, I mean you can’t run away right  - “So I uhh think drinks are an order, you and me?” It was whispered his confidence a little  rocky after everything that happened  - “You and me ?” You whispered back wind sucked out of your lungs  - He out right smiled and brought you close to his side, resting his head on top of yours, “You and me.”  - Yeahhh lets just say it took him YEARS literal years

❖ Ellie Sattler

- She fell first but just thought you deserved a life free of the limits of a relationship despite her being aware of your feelings, you were being very obvious - little touches no matter where you are (unless you are uncomfortable with it) she rests a hand on your back, between your shoulder blades, you shoulder, you elbow. She likes to show you she is physically and mentally there for you - her favorite past time with you is going museum hopping loving to travel through time and around the world with you - will willingly let you rant or vent to her as long as she can do the same thing - you will have to enable her behavior of taking down crazy ceos - Even while you guys were “just friends” she loves to cuddle especially if you guys are pulling all nighters - Both of you go to protests for climate change and anything else and y’all can’t change my mind - but it’s not on one of your chaotic days that you both confess it’s actually on a lazy day of watching true crime and she asks you to be her plus one to her cousins wedding - you kiss her on a whim which leads to a more intense cuddle session and her whispering how long she’s been waiting to do that

❖ Ian Malcolm

- I’d say you both fell at the same time - At first the flirting between you two was just games and for fun((( well it was for him because at first you would just shake  your head and blush or shooting him down but soon you gained confidence and started flirting right back with him which stumped him - This man is gobsmacked but recovers quickly - He likes to place his hand on the small of your back that small intimacy drives the both of you crazy - Of course the two of you are way too stubborn to confess both wanting the other to say something first - You always find yourself floating back to him physical in social settings - Long phone calls in which he will talk and talk and eventually it’s a silent call where you guys are just indulging in the presence of one another - Expect him to bring you coffee, tea, or any other drink ever few days just cause   - You give him little Knick knacks and such or books that you enjoyed that is the best way to his heart - He’d be the first one to break, asking you to a cheesy karaoke bar  - The two of get so drunk and song as many outrageous songs together <333

❖ Claire Dearing

-(This girl gave me so much trouble ) - she is a businesswoman who doesn’t understand why society makes her feel like she can’t have a good job AND a nice relationship so as the person she is she goes out of her way to find a good partner who can fit with her lifestyle - so her friends take her out for a girls night which then leads to seeing some high school friends that’s where you come in - Claire had a crush on you all of high school never brave enough to talk to you just admiring from the distance - Now it’s still the same, she can face billionaires and dinosaurs but not a stunning person - It’s up to you to go say hi to her in the line for the club - turns out you had the fattest crush on her too - the night was full of banter and buying each other drinks - at the end of the with slurred speech you tell each that you need to get to get her soon and talk - days pass before you follow her on social media then send her a text - it’s weeks before you meet up just talking to each other on FaceTime and text - She’ll send you flowers saying that she just thought they were pretty - When the time finally comes she convinces you to come to the island to see the park (you force her to let you pay for plane tickets but she insists that everything else is on her since she couldn’t come to the mainland to you - Cue a beautiful day at the park where you make her see the magic of the park once more 

❖ Owen Grady

- After the stuff he’s been through I think it’ll take a while for him to even realize he likes you - between you and me you guys probably met at a rag tag bar and he was probably showing off his dart skills - PLEASE You would definitely show him up so like the gentleman he buys you a round of whatever you want - next thing you know your friends are pulling you away to go to the next bar (little did you know that he had slipped a napkin with his number on it into your pocket - come Monday you get to your new job and guess who’s one of your coworkers? Mr handsome from the bar - after a few awkward days he invites you to a different bar - “Not like as a date date just like a drinking buddy thing.” He told you - but soon he’s checking up on you during work make sure your not working yourself to death - Those drinking buddy dates turned to hikes turned to stargazing and soon enough you were the one who had to get the confidence and ask him what you guys are - his stomach drops and that is the precise moment he realizes ‘oh shit’ he absolutely adores you- “Why don’t we find out ? Let’s go to that that fancy Thai restaurant at 7 I’ll pick you up.” - Expect him to appear at your door at 6:50 with a big bundle of flowers looking the best he can

❖ Zach Mitchell

- This Romeo was in love before he even knew you - He will try to act cool maybe play a little hard to get - of course he will slip up a whole bunch  XD - expect study get togethers for college mostly at the library but one particular time you guys go over to his house. Let’s just say his mom absolutely loves you for your manners/helping Zach get more involved in school, his dad finds the dynamic between you and his son adorable almost reminding him of the young love him and his wife used to have, and the most important person Gray at first he’s not quite sure but when you actually listen to him ramble about Dinos he decides that you are the perfect one for Zach - now we all know that our guy Zach when not in a relationship can get distracted easily by…. Others but this surprising rapidly changes for him after getting close to you - After meeting his family that’s when you fell for him, watching how he’s interacted with his brother and played around with his dad and even helping his mom with dinner preparations -You knew he was a player to say the least so you tried to push feelings aside even distancing yourself from him - But Zach wasn’t really having any of it texting you good morning and good night everyday and even making sure to hand you an energy drink or coffee during the shared class of yours so eventually you gave in allowing yourself to be swallowed by the love you felt for the man - in the end it’s his brother who asks you to a date for Zach plain out calls you one day saying - “The local pizza arcade with Zach 6:30 don’t be late.” - the little weasel was something else because he then called Zach saying something similar and surprisingly you both went arriving at 6:30 sharp - it was the best day of your life

❖ Franklin Webb

- I personally believe that this man is a helpless romantic at heart and I will die on this hill  - You care about Dinos and will do anything for them ? In love.  - You will talk to him about government conspiracy theories ? In love.  - You help him with work or ask him what he wants at a cafe you are heading to during break ? In love. - But he will keep all of this to himself. Attempt to flirt ( unsuccessfully)  - He will buy you things and try to play it off as ‘Oh I thought of you when I saw it. It’s really nothing at all. Don’t worry about.’  - After work life is pretty domestic with him borrowing sugar from each other, watching tv shows together, having a makeshift book club with each other. There was always something between you two that was a little more than friends  - Hell you guys even had sleepover in either his or your living room. You were always the first one to fall asleep and during those nights he would look at you seeing how peaceful you are in the tv light  - Takes you to his home on holidays to see his family because they all love you  - These events can go two different way  1. You being absolutely oblivious to his attempts and you both end up slipping into a situationship until one day you introduce him to someone as your boyfriend  2. You grow some balls and ask him on some dates yourself and then eventually ask him to be your boyfriend

❖ Zia Rodriguez

- She will refuse to admit that she kinda likes you almost seeing as a relationship with how the world is as a distraction but she has such a soft spot for you - the two of you look after each other because I feel like you two started out as friends and the two of you have similar work ethics so every once an a while one of you will send a little text to the other - you buy her cute little stickers for her laptop because she liked the look of your sticker covered computer - while she buys you cute stuffed animals that she finds Dino’s in particular but if you have a thing for squishmallows you can bet she’ll try buy everyone she sees (sometimes she gets you duplicates but you know it’s the thought - You two love to watch tv shows together and rant to each other about them this happens every other week - one of these times she falls asleep in the middle of the episode so you pause the tv and glance to her - “god you’re so pretty.” - to your surprise her eyes crack open -“you really think so babe?” Her voice was gravely and tired -“I absolutely do baby.” - and she smiled eyes closing again, you feel asleep too not long after 

❖ Kayla Watts

- She falls so goddamn hard  - Literally doesn’t even have to talk to you. She sees you once and is in love with your hair your face your body language. When she finally talks to you ? She is head over heels.  - Will try her hardest to impress you in anyway Loves just,,… talking to you  - For you, it takes you longer but you definitely think it’s cute how she’s acting. After a while she gets comfortable with you and then one day she takes you to the Dino black market (after instructing you to stay by her side the whole time) - Some random person shoved you out of the way while you were looking at one of the cute baby dinosaurs and then said person decide to be an absolute pig  - Cue Kayla pummeling this person and then taking you to the bathroom barricading the door and cleaning you up  - That’s when you knew. Your heart tugs while in that bathroom and it wasn’t just because of your busted lip - “Kay ?” She was washing her face now in the sink and whipped around to you, drying her face with her sleeve quickly  - “No, honey your gonna make that cut worse.” And then she was fussing over you once more bringing a towel to your mouth. Kayla always wished to be this close to you but now in this situation it was like a nightmare. This was all her fault she should never have brought you here - You caught her wrist and looked into her eyes seeking comfort. “Can we just go back to the hotel you please. I just want to watch a movie and rest” - “Yeah yeah I can do that.” Just like that reality came crashing down on her. Her own mind telling her you would never want to see her again after this“ - And will you….. can you….. can you stay with me?” Kayla knows she shouldn’t have but she beamed at your question, chest inflating about five sizes  - “Of course I can honey.”  Just like that her arm was around you leading you out of the underground market and up to the hotel you two were staying at

[interlunium-opus]

Enhypen as your Best Friend: Jake edition

Check out other members’ versions too: Heeseung | Jay | Sunghoon | Sunoo | Jungwon | Ni-Ki

Is so kind, caring and selfless that he makes you feel like the spawn of evil or something.

“Jake, what the hell? You have all these cards, you could have won instead!” You shriek when you flip his cards over and discovered that he had enough +4 UNO card to flip the game over.

“Yeah, but you’d have to pick up like 20 extra cards,” he shrugs, picking up the cards to reorganize them.

“So?”

“Well, I don’t want to do that,” he mumbles before shooting you his signature megawatt smile, “Not to you at least. 10/10 would do it to Ni-Ki though.”

Always keep you at the forefront of his mind.

When he’s at the coffee shop: “Oh, I bet she hasn’t had her coffee yet,” and then he goes on to order you your usual.

When he’s at the bakery: “Oh, I bet she hasn’t had her lunch yet — gotta get her something,” and then he goes on to buy a selection of your favorite pastries.

When he’s shopping, “Oh, she really loves clothes like this — I’ll just get it for her.”

When he passes by a bookstore, “Oh, that’s the kind of book she likes,” then he quickly disappears into the bookstore to get it for you.

“What are you? Her mum?” Sunghoon would often complain as he is always the one being made to wait while Jake is busy getting you stuffs.

Quality time with him would consist of activities like baking nights; picnics; volunteer sessions and so on. Being the selfless lad he is though, he’d always take it upon himself to do the majority of the hard work (though he’ll slot in a chance to brag about himself in between especially if it concerns his strength or skills).

“Oh gosh, this is why restaurants and bakeries exists,” you complain as you rolled the dough for the umpteenth time.

“Let me,” he set down the cream he was mixing, offering to take over.

“Dude, no — you’re more exhausted than I am from your soccer practice, I have absolutely no right to compl-“

“Aww don’t worry about it. You’ve been studying all night too,” he assures, pulling a chair and beckoning you to sit down instead, “besides, I have the strength of like a hundred men so yknow things like these are peanuts for me,” he snickers.

Boi is flirty as heck though. Thank God, you have ice in your veins. Otherwise, you’d be catching feelings quicker than you can spell out his name.

“Do you want anything?” He asks as you guys stand in line at Starbucks.

You shook your head, “Nah, not a fan. I like Coffee Bean better.”

"Oh we can stop by later then," he suggests.

"It's fine Jake, we've already passed it by earlier."

Then suddenly after disappearing for some 15 minutes to allegedly take a call outside, Jake returned, oddly out of breath, with a Coffee Bean paper bag, filled with your usual coffee order.

“Dude! Coffee Bean is like what almost 8 minutes away by walk?! That's like a 16 minute return-trip or something...”

“Less if you run," he winks, “Come on, for you — anything."

Then as per his habits, he’d bite his lips as he grins.

Or that other time, during one of your baking nights:

“You know if you’re tired you can always cancel our baking night right?” You suggest as you unlock the door to your apartment.

“No way — it’s like our weekly ritual. Also it’s like therapeutic for me, a respite from all those rowdy boys at home; rowdy boys at practice and my hectic lifestyle,” he posits, placing the groceries, which he had insisted to carry, up onto your kitchen counter, “unless of course you’re tired? Then of course we can-“

“Never as tired as you’re supposed to be though — if you say so, then sure.”

“Aww,” he coos, “Seriously, if you’re tired, I’ll take over tonight.”

“No way, you’re always taking up my share of work, I feel like a freeloader.”

“Oh come on, freeloading is when it’s one-sided. We aren’t like that.”

“You must really like baking huh?”

“I mean yeah but actually, it’s not the baking per se that I love the most from our baking nights,” Jake murmurs as he help you unpack the groceries, “it’s being with you that I love the most. That’s the therapeutic part, you; making things together with you; making things for you; —“

You stopped unpacking and stare up at him, wondering what have you done so far to even deserve Jake. He stares back at you, beaming widely, “basically you.” ((Yeah he bit his lips after that))

As if there’s gravity, his hands are somewhat always on you whether it is an arm over your shoulders; his hand holding yours whenever you guys cross the road; his hand reaching yours whenever you just put a hand up to wave at him in the hallway; all the tackle hugs he does whenever he sees you; resting his head against your shoulders; and the list goes on (nothing you’re uncomfortable with though). No wonder the girls are always shooting glares at you — he’s always acting as if you guys are dating.

“Gosh, get a room!” Jay would always scream whenever he's around you two and Jake starts to get all clingy and handsy.

A good exemplary student but for you, just for you, he can make some sort of light concession. For instance, if you doze off in class, he’d cover your back.

“Oh crap, I dozed off didnt I?”

“A bit,” Jake whispers back, “Go back to sleep, I’ll wake you up once he starts moving around the hall,” he winks.

“Nah I shouldn’t, I’ve already missed out a whole page of notes,” you sigh when suddenly Jake pushes his book towards you, “Got you covered girl, don’t worry. Just get another 5 minutes of shut-eye alright? I know you pulled up an all-nighter last night.”

“I wish you’re as lenient to me as you to her,” Ni-Ki grumbles beside him.

Jake scoffs, “Nah not you bruh — you deserve being found out when you’re napping when all you do at night is playing games with Heeseung.”

Would excitedly wave at you, or send a flying kiss at you if he feels daring, during his soccer matches whenever he spots you in the crowd.

Playfully competitive in a very annoying way. “Hey, bet you can’t run faster than I can..." / “Hey, bet you can’t finish the homework within an hour..." / "Hey, bet you can’t squat more than I do...” — it’s ok though, you thought, ‘cus no human is perfect, he has to have a flaw especially when his selflessness is inhumanely off the charts.

Your study buddy! You guys are always either in the library, the class or at each other’s places — mostly to study (if you guys aren’t having your non-study-related quality time, that is). Of course, he’d get competitive eventually, “hey, bet you can’t solve question 12! I got it in just what 3 minutes?”

Boi is a coward but he would brave through anything for you (at least *try* to). That's how everyone knows you're his soft spot.

"Jake, you hate horror movies.”

“But you love the Conjuring series”

“Yeah, but I can just watch it alone. You don’t need to accompany me to the theatre for this.”

“Nah, why would I do that to you? Come on have some faith in me — horror movies are nothing.”

and then you found out from a trusted informant (Jungwon) that Jake couldnt sleep without the lights on for 1 week straight after that.

[glazelilyy]

hello! congrats on 1k you deserve it very much<3 may i request for a wellbeing checkup letter + xiao but make it modern!au and reader is on her finals week ?? thank you so much aaa this is so self indulgent😅 —blue

𝟏𝟎𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 - 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮

pairing - xiao x gender neutral reader

prompt - wellbeing checkup letter

warning - mentions of lack of eating/sleep, stress

a/n - aww self indulgence (when appropriate) is always welcome here! i might be a little bit late but i hope your finals went well blue! :) (also quick edit: i just noticed i didn't put pronouns for the reader so this turned out more gender neutral oriented so i hope that's ok!)

[this letter was left beside a plate of lukewarm almond tofu with a plastic wrap over the plate, and your favorite purchasable drink :>]

(y/n),

you really should tell me when you're pulling all-nighters, i've told you before that it's not normal for you to be able to function with only two hours of sleep to go off of. you should've called me, i would've stayed up with you at the very least.

i know i haven't had time to come by recently, and our calls and texts keep getting shorter and shorter, but how are you? i know finals has been kind of rough for everyone, and you're no exception to hardships. if you ever need my help, just let me know and i'll be there.

are you remembering to eat and drink? hu tao and i made almond tofu and had leftovers so i brought a slice for you, made it just how you like it too. you also said you liked (drink name) once, so i managed to pick one up for you (but i'm never stepping foot in (shop name) again unless you're there to deal with those rude ladies who cut in front of you at checkout).

remember we have a study session tomorrow at eight, PM not AM (please don't mix them up like last time). let me know what works best for you, i really don't mind coming to your place if it means you work better here.

you put a lot of pressure on yourself to be as close to perfect as you can, but i hope you realize that life is much more than a few grades even if it seems like those percentages are your entire world right now. you're worth more than what a paper can grade you. with how much you give into your work, i know you'll do amazing.

take care of yourself, and call me if you need anything at all,

xiao

[dynananarmy]

Lover- min yoongi

So i did a small drabel with no editing but it just pop in head so i need to write it.

Falling for Jeon Jungkook was fast. Him being a recently debuted idol and you a trainee for YG going to the same high school. You were born to a Mexican mom and Korean dad in the States english class was a easy A so within the week of tutoring sessions for Jungkook you were sure you were in love.

Hiding was hard. Late nights dates in convienience stores and dorm movies with his members.

Loving him was sweet, blushing cheeks and butterflies in the belly. First kisses in the park, sweaty hand holding and longing stares.

When you debuted as the maknae of the new YG group it became even more difficult.

Falling out of love of Jungkook was easy. Easy come, easy goes. He became distant and while you pray for him to stay, he was pulling away.

Until you were caught. Every media site published the picture were you were hugging in the park. Fans public proofs of your relationship couple rings and pictures on the same location. Ready to deny the relationship, your company never expected to have a positive reaction. So they used as a publicity boost. But the love had faded no more blushing cheeks or butterflies.

Falling in love with Min Yoongi was slowly. The first year was walks to your dorm while Jungkook was in vocal practice.

The second year was late night studio sessions working in songs and doing vocals for his mixtape sharing goals and fears.

The third year was rap writing and piano lessons.

The fourth year was soft muffled tears against his chest, admiration in eyes and wise advises.

The fith was soft butterflies in the belly, lip staring and the "i can't do this".

The sixth was a realisation, your publicly confirmed boyfriend giving his aproval and support, hand holding. A first kiss against the door on the snowy december night, a birthday gift, a sincere "i'm proud of you"

The seventh was moving to a house together, online buying light fixtures, choosing a big couch, putting awards in shelfs and records in the walls. The first time of intimate nights.

The eight was kitchen backhugs and careful showers, having him all day in home. Rehabilitation sessions and hands clasped together. Longing, him tired of sharing you. A statement " Jungkook from BTS and Y/N from Blackpink decided to part ways..."

The ninth year was december kisses and a ring, a question and a answer; "yes" the I love you's. The february wedding in your garden, a blue bouquet, and a borrowed heart necklace, a new bracelet "you are the best of me, my universe" a teary exchange of vows. A sealing kiss. Jungkook laughing while spinning you a first dance your song playing.

The tenth year was soft nights, concert nights, award sneaky glances and indirect thank you speeches, the first fan theory, a solo album declaring love. "This love is so pure, i don't want people to tainted" the confirmation statement the backlash and the first anniversary. The public acceptance.

The eleventh year was adopting a puppy, Jungkook's wedding.

Loving Jungkook was a warm bath, first relaxing and then cold shivers.

Loving Min Yoongi was spring days. Cozy autumn night by the fire. Chamomile tea for a sore throat.   Min Yoongi was midnight snacks and all nighters in the studio writing love songs.

Min Yoongi is not a temporary love, he is the moon and the sun, he is the shoulder to cry and the reason of smiles, he is the coffee cup in bed and the soft breeze against heated skin.

He is more than love.

[junityy]

inspired from the last anon, a new ask game, things you associate with your moots!

i love yall for giving me these ask games <//3 MOST OF THESE ARE SO RANDOM THO HELP

ill do just a few moots this time!!

ky @gyuuss - night time. eren and megumi. beomgyu. movies. deluluism (affectionately). night time. darkness. cinemas. 0x1=lovesong. winter. white + gray. april 2021. marvel + maze runner.

mita @eternallyhyucks - making playlists. yeonjun. high school (the cool kind). troye sivan. keshi. harry potter (DO NOT ask me). intak. library. chaotic study sessions. the cool kid in class. dry but funny memes.

dori @odxrilove - the beach. the color blue. late summer nights. twice. girlgroups. france (duh). sunghoon. flowers. nemo (HELP IM SO SORRY). early late night conversations (12-1am). summer vacation.

mika @yeoforce - yeonjun. a hoe (respectfully) /j. deluluism. angry younger cousin who wants to fight 24/7. the color pink. early summer. nostalgia. plants. clouds.

adri @ariaki - anime. rock music. (cursed) memes. thunderstorms. jujutsu kaisen (dont. ask). demon slayer. white + green. early mornings?? like 4-6am. sunghoon.

may @tyunni - green, purple + pink. magazine edits (dont ask me). riki. baby animals. unique + colorful style. pulling all nighters. early 2000s.

[dragonologist-in-the-making]

Dazzle

Pairing: George Weasley x fem!reader

Summary: At Harry’s celebration party for succeeding in the first Triwizard Tournament Task, the reader and George finally give into their feelings and admit the tension between them

a/n: not too sure how I feel about the start of this but I ended up quite liking it, so hopefully you enjoy!! This is my first George fic, but I have a newfound appreciation for the twins so don’t expect it to be the last!! (no worries though Charlie baby, you’re still my favourite Weasley). Warnings my poor writing and I haven’t edited at all pls forgive it’s nearly midnight xx (oh and implied sexy times but nothing detailed at all, a glorified make out session)

Wordcount: 1.3k

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Gryffindor house liked to party on any occasion that called for it. Won a Quidditch match? There’d be an all-nighter, students barely recovered by the Monday morning. Win the House Cup? The party would still be going on until everyone boarded the train home for summer. So, it was no surprise when the announcement had come that there would be a party held that night, in honour of Harry Potter making it through the first stage of the Triwizard Tournament. Not just made it through, but came second place, bringing a brilliant excuse to the boisterous teenagers.

The party was already in full swing before Harry had even come into the Common Room, the infamous red headed twins having started at the earliest opportunity, passing around the fire-whisky as the music was cranked up. Well, there were no classes for the next two days, may as well make the most of it.

What the twins were unaware of, was y/n sat in one of the armchairs, her legs draped over the edge as she absently swirled her glass, faintly hearing the chiming of ice cubes against glass, watching them bounce around the room, filling it with their light. One of the twins, specifically. Although they looked identical there was a way that George Weasley carried himself that stirred something inside of her, a delicious mix of butterflies and something less innocent, that burned in the most addictive way.

Being from a different house, they didn’t get to speak to each other much, a fleeting comment in the classes they shared, but he always sat next to his twin and she with her friends. The few conversations they had shared all tended to be extremely flirty in nature, something Fred had picked up on and seemed to thoroughly enjoy. She was closer to Fred, they’d been paired together in a Charms class, and they’d gotten to know each other to pick up a random conversation whenever they ran into each other. But his brother, he remained the intriguing mystery.

And now, she sat watching them, calculating when to make her move. At the moment they were playing host, circling the room and making small talk as they went, leaving a trail of laughter behind them.

“Hey y/n. Enjoying the party?” she startled from her reverie as she heard a voice behind her. Twisting in her seat, she forced a polite smile onto her lips as she saw a clearly tipsy Cormac McLaggen tilting towards her, steadying himself with a hand on the back of her chair, perched on the arm behind her back.

“I’m sure I will be a lot more when I have more of this in me.” She remarked bluntly, waving her glass.

“Allow me.” And with that he had disappeared in the crowd, and she breathed a sigh of relief that he was gone. Ensuring she couldn’t be seen, she slipped out of the chair and into the growing throngs of people crowded in the Common Room.

Without a particular purpose, she wound her way through the crowd, moving in a loose rhythm to the music. She laughed along with everyone else when Harry finally entered and Fred and George lifted him up onto their shoulders triumphantly. The music was turned up louder, and just like that the party was in full swing.

More drinks emptied, and soon afternoon had turned into night. Some people had tired, but as word spread around the castle many others had joined, including some of y/n’s friends from her own house, who she was currently stood with, laughing and singing along to the music around them. Spotting Fred stood by himself, she excused herself and made her way over to him, manoeuvring her way past the wall of bodies.

“Freddie!” She exclaimed, hopping into the open arms he offered. She wrapped her arms around his neck, laughing as he began to sway the two of them, radically different to the tempo around them. “Epic party. Thanks for the invite.”

“Glad to see you made it, but the invite wasn’t from me, y/n/n.” he didn’t miss the way her eyes shone slightly, full of surprise and mischief. “You could at least pretend I’m your favourite.” He sighed, but couldn’t keep the smile off his face.

“You’re brilliant, Freddie. You’re just a little too tame for me.” She smirked, feeling Fred’s hand’s leave her waist and another pair encircle around her, pulling her gently towards an almost identical, and yet entirely different, body. She looked up into the chocolate brown eyes, staring at her oh-so-intensely.

They began to dance, like with Fred much slower than everyone else around them, but unlike with Fred their bodies pressed impossibly close together.

“About time you came to say hello, Georgie.” She looked up at him through her lashes, relishing in the way his irises visibly darkened. “Thought I was going to have to settle for your brother, which would have been fine, but no where near as fun.” Her breath hitched, a crack in her façade, as he leaned in and placed his mouth next to her ear, whispering so quietly she thought she would have strained to hear even without the party.

“You might want to keep your pretty little mouth closed about my brother, y/n, if you know what’s best for you.” Her heartrate quickened at his words, and his warm breath on her neck sent shivers down her spine. He pulled away, looking satisfied at her reaction, until she got that look in her eyes again and he knew it wouldn’t be that easy. It never was with her, but that was half of the fun.

“Or what?” She challenged, reaching her hands up to rest on his shirt, lightly fiddling with one of the top buttons. George’s patience snapped, and he took her hand, leading her out of the common room as she eagerly stumbled to keep up with him. They left the common room, but George didn’t stop until they were in an empty corridor, backing into an empty classroom.

The air around them was electric as the door swung shut behind them, George towering over her as he walked over to the wall, her back pressing lightly against it as she beckoned him closer.

“I’m done with the empty teasing. I want to know you, in every way, in more than this way. You fascinate me, and I’d love to know everything I can about you.” His eyes had a new intensity she hadn’t seen up close before, she could see how much he meant what he was saying. She reached out and took his hand, smiling up at him, finding his suddenly slightly nervous appearance even more endearing, and even more mysterious.

“I’m your open book.” Her other hand snaked to the back of his neck and pulled him in closer, connecting their lips. What was meant to be brief, reassuring kiss, conveying the mutuality of their feelings, turned into a passionate make-out session in the abandoned classroom, all the tension from the evening and the year letting itself out in this short, shared moment. His mouth broke away from hers, leaving a trail down her neck, leaving her almost breathless. He was like nothing she’d ever felt before.

“Hogsmeade?” He asked in between kisses. “This Friday?” She nodded, unable to find the words but wanting him to know that she wholeheartedly wanted this too. His hands were on her sides, grabbing at her, pulling her flush against him, as he continued the attack on her neck.

“We don’t have to stop this until then do we?” She asked, not sure if she could find the will to stop and wait another week until she could be close to him again.

“God no.” George sighed, breaking away for one brief second to give her his dazzling smile, causing heart palpitations, before carrying on well into the winter’s night.

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The Only Exception

Am I capable of writing anything fluffy without angst? No I don’t believe I am. Anyway here’s some Ushijima love! A big thank you to Noodles and Pies whom without this story would never have left drafts. You guys have no idea how much I appreciate you.

Warnings: Mentions of cheating, this isn’t exactly fluffy so prepare yourself and I hope you enjoy!

You'd sworn to yourself at an early age that you'd never fall in love. After watching your mother and father fight for years until the birth of your sister and your father having an affair every 2 years or so, you had decided it wasn't worth it. Then you’d met her and she made you think maybe love could be something more, something beautiful. But you were vividly reminded why you kept those walls up, why you guarded your heart so closely. 

You were reminded again a few years later, after finding out that all those late nights that kept your father at “work” and all those odd jobs were actually another affair. It wasn’t the first time, not by a long shot but you were old enough now to realize not only what he had done to your mother but to you as well. While he was out “living his life” and “working late” you were left at home to raise your sister. A position you’d been forced to take that was met with resistance and hatred from the very one you’d done your best to take care of while still being a kid yourself.      

Your mother, who had been working the graveyard shift, had done her best with what she had, but at her age pulling all nighters wasn't exactly an easy feat. You didn't blame her, you couldn’t. Not when you'd seen her and held her as she cried when she felt she had failed you as a parent and the guilt when she had to take a nap just so she could function. Your heart ached for her and raged at him. You’d seen what love could do to someone first hand and decided with renowned resolution that you wanted nothing to do with it.

That’s why starting at Shiratorizawa on a cheerleading scholarship, didn’t worry you. While your team would gush and rave about all the attractive men on the boys volleyball team you couldn't care less. Nice to look at, yet dangerous to touch, like a fire, give it the chance and it would burn you alive.

That didn't stop you from making friends though, you quickly found peace with Tendou Satori, the infamous “Guess-Monster” whose most monstrous trait in your opinion was that he loved too hard. Despite what meeting the red head led to, which at the start was the worst thing that could ever happen, you'd thank him for this one day. He introduced you to his best friend and dorm mate Ushijima Wakatoshi, who before getting close to Tendou was just another member of the volleyball team. 

You enjoyed his company, where Tendou was as loud and bright as the sun, Ushijima was quiet and calm like the moon. A perfect balance of excitement and security, spontaneity and familiarity. You would grow just as close to Ushijima as you had Tendou, if not closer. Slowly you’d let them in, not fully, but not at arms length either, within the year, they became people you relied on, your chosen family. The next year only furthered those feelings, cementing them a place in your life for better or for worse.

One night as the three of you had a sleepover, which was pretty much a weekly occurrence since the middle of second year, you and Ushijima stayed up for hours. The usually quiet and stoic man opened up to you, telling you his story. How he watched his parents slowly fall out of love, the way that had altered his views on life at a young age, and how his mother had wanted to change his left handedness, but at his fathers insistence, ultimately relented and the story his father had told him that shaped him into the player, and man he was today. 

In turn you told him everything you had kept to yourself for so long. From the way you'd grown up, to the grand reveal your father had given you, the truth on how everything had actually affected you. How you had become your family's backbone, that while your mother and sister broke down, you had held strong, giving them the time to grieve that you'd never had. Emptying your soul to him in a way you never thought yourself capable of, but you know what they say about conversations after midnight.

You two never brought up what you’d spoken of that night but something in your relationship had immeasurably shifted. You’d find yourself seeking his presence, even when you were surrounded by your friends and team. You, of course still spent most of your free time with Tendou, who’d become your brother in all ways but one, which usually meant Ushijima as well, but you found yourself having more alone time with him. Not that either of you minded, you typically used this time to finish your homework in peace ( you loved Tendou, truly, but he had nothing that even resembled an attention span for anything other than volleyball and the latest edition of Shonen Jump). 

On the weekends you two would find yourselves just walking around the city, you talking about everything that had gone on in the past week and him listening intently chiming in at the appropriate intervals, occasionally providing advice or just a different perspective on any predicaments you may have ended up in. These sessions ended as they usually did, with a hug but you didn’t notice, not consciously anyway, that they would linger longer and longer as time went on, and that saying goodnight was harder. If you did, you would just brush the thought aside because of course it sucked that he had to go, he was one of your closest friends, it was only natural. 

You probably could’ve lived in your little bubble of denial the rest of your life if not for Tendou who, bless his heart, was just trying to help. 

“When were you going to tell me about you and Ushijima?” he’d asked one day out of the blue.

“What do you mean?” You looked over at him from your place on the floor, eyes borrowed in confusion.

“I mean like when were you going to tell me you liked him?”

You laughed, ignoring the way your chest tightened, “You’re seeing things Tendou, nothing is going on between me and Ushi. we’re friends just like you and me, like we've always been.” The red head looked at you for a moment, almost like he was contemplating something.

“Y/N, I love you darling, truly I do, but you are full of shit. Either tell him how you feel or let him go, you’re my friend but so is he. Neither of you deserve to have your heart broken.”

“You can’t break something that was never whole to begin with, besides, like I told you, there's nothing going on.” You changed the subject quickly after that trying to ignore the nagging voice in your head that agreed with Tendou. But the door had already been opened, and deep down, you knew he was right.

It was like a switch flipped in your mind, the late night calls and texts, the sleepless nights you spent helping him study and practicing with him. The way your heart would flutter when his hand would accidentally brush yours and the way you’d found yourself melting into his embrace when he would hug you. For a fleeting moment you were elated, but just as quickly it was replaced with dread, anxiety, and fear. You couldn’t- no you wouldn’t allow yourself to admit it. 

You would like to convince yourself that you were not ignoring Ushijima, that you were just busy. Exams were coming up so you had to study, and if it just so happened that you remember this fact every time he entered the room well it was just a coincidence. You started avoiding Tendou as well, the look in his eyes, a feeling you couldn’t, and frankly didn't want to name made you feel worse and there was nothing he could say that would change your mind. 

Everything was going perfectly according to plan, ignore Ushijima and Tendou until graduation and then you’d be off the college, Tendou to Paris and Ushijima would be a pro volleyball player like he had always wanted. The distance would hurt, but the alternative in your mind was much, much worse. At least for about a week, you should've known your luck wouldn't hold out as when you got back to your dorm, Ushijima was waiting for you.

And there you have it folks! And yes there will be a part 2 so please don’t come for me with pitchforks and torches.

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