#i think if you’re an extrovert you have more of a chance to meet cute

[pimento-playing-hopscotch]

Did y’all know people are out there in this day and age having meet-cutes?!?!

[junowritings]

Omg your matchups are so cute. Can I request one please, only if you have time??

sign: Aries

gender: nb

pronouns: they/them

sexuality: bi

height: like 5ft. short ass

appearance: baby faced, short & dyed hair, lots of piercings and tattoos!

personality: LOUD. extrovert with introverted tendencies. Alice’s to be the clown for people. enjoys writing, poetry, and hanging with friends playing RPGs and board games 😌

Of course you can request~! One matchup for Avo coming right away! This one was easily a no brainer, because you'd make a perfect fit for,,,

Did someone order a tall loving queen? Because Karlach is right here and boy would she be head over heels for you.

Our love story begins with the meeting of two extroverts. But seriously though, the two of you end up bouncing off of each other’s energy like it’s an endless supply. Being around Karlach is like a rush of warm air on a cold day - she’s exactly what you need and it feels like her very presence alone is enough to give you energy for life that you never realized that you had. And you do the same for her! You’re loud and vibrant and the world feels so much better with you in it that she actively looks forward to every chance she gets to spend time with you. Which - word of warning - will be a lot because once Karlach’s attached you’ve got a trusted friend and lover for life; she can hardly imagine her life without you in it now and she doesn’t ever want to.

You may be loud, but gods if Karlach doesn’t give you a run for money in terms of energy. All that time with no way to physically express how she’s feeling about people she’s made up for it vocally and through body language. This of course bleeds into her relationship for you because she refuses to have any hesitation about making it known how much she feels. She will be so vocal about her love, all of the things she loves about you tumbling from her lips even though she feels like it’s never enough to actually explain all of this love she’s got burning overtime in her chest. If anyone makes the mistake of asking about you she will strong-arm the poor soul into a verbal powerpoint presentation worthy ramble about everything she noticed and loved about you that day; from the way your face glowed that morning to her favorite tattoo of yours looking just as amazing as ever. You’re gonna have to wrangle her in if you’re in the immediate vicinity, though that may just end up in her telling you all those lovable things as she links her hands with yours. 

Did someone say matching piercings? Because if you’re game she will absolutely get a piercing to match with yours. Karlach’s got her fair share, mostly in her ears and across her face so she’s completely chill with getting others down the road. And if those others just so happened to match with her partners, then that’s just coincidence surely. (It’s not - she’ll literally gush about it before she even gets the piercing done and ask what you think the whole time too.)

Literally cannot keep her hands off of you, so I hope that you’re ready for the slew of affection. Karlach’s been deprived of any kind of touch that wasn’t in battle for over a decade, and now that she can touch without the risk of burning someone to a crisp she is PINING.  Please please PLEASE don’t be afraid to give her affection she will absolutely melt. Granted it’s been a decade so she gets a little overwhelmed from too much affection, so please be gentle with your kisses and watch the giddy lovestruck grin spread across her lips as she goes ruddy up to the tips of her ears.

She absolutely peppers kisses along the tattoos that she can touch, tracing fingers and making patterns alongside them like she’s imagining even more art decorating your skin beneath her touch. Mutters about how breathtaking you are the whole time, eyes almost glowing as she takes in every curve and edge of your tattoos as though she’s trying to memorize every inch of you. Your tattoos are a little window to your soul, and Karlach will let you talk her ear off about them if you’re up for it. Safe to say most of the day will be full of her pointing to a new tattoo and wanting to hear you talk about when you got it and why no matter how small.

Would get oddly worried about your friend group at first, but only because she doesn’t wanna feel like she’s just jumping straight into your friendship circle. They’re your friends and she’d love to be their friends too and get to know them! After all they’re your friends so they must be damn good people. She ends up worrying over nothing though. By the first couple meetings Karlach would be the life of the party and your friends would absolutely love her just as much as you do. She’s the kind of girlfriend that checks in with the council known as the group chat to coordinate surprises for you and double check gift ideas.

Read her your poetry. Sure she can read it herself, but what’s more romantic than hearing your partner read their own works aloud like you wrote it just for them? Will literally curl up with you so close that if her engine wasn’t just bright enough to read what you’re writing you’d have to give her a playful nudge for nearly blocking out the light. She’ll happily read your writing too, though if you’re looking for in depth criticism our girl ain’t gonna give it to you. She loves all of the things that you write and will tell you just that, and no amount of kisses in the world will change her view on that.

Karlach always cheers you on during any kind of board game with the same energy as she takes on everything, which is very very loud and excited. Any game that starts out quiet with her around lasts that way for about two minutes before she breaks in with a none too quiet whisper in your ear asking what your play is and who’s winning. Girl’s got the spirit, though the other players might get thrown off by that rambunctious attitude of hers.

[ithinkabouttzu]

Hello, do you still do requests for Stray Kids? If so, I'd like to request a Stray Kids ship.

Personality:

I'm reserved, patient, humorous. Also, quiet, sensitive, and a hopeless romantic. Occasionally, I feel insecure or overthink.

I'm a mix between introvert and extrovert (though, I'm mostly an introvert). To strangers, I seem aloof or shy. My friends describe me as trustworthy and kind.

Enneagram: 9w1

MBTI: ISTJ

Appearance:

My eyes are round, dark brown and height is 4'9". I have long, thick straight black hair and a round face. Also, my skin is lightly tanned. Both of my legs have a mole (birthmark) on them. And, I have a baby-face.

Hobbies: writing, drawing, reading, listening to music, playing video games, paper crafts

Likes: art, music, books, poetry, nature, animals, plushies, stars, ice skating

Love languages: acts of service, quality time

Ideal type:

Someone patient and a good listener. Confident, kind-hearted also loyal.

Additional fact about me:

- I have one dog

Thank you!

yes of course thank you for your request!! so sorry for the wait!!

I ship you with….

Bangchan!

song recommendation: Glue Song - Beebadoobee and Clairo

- First of all, I think this man would be OBSESSED WITH YOU

- Literally the first time you guys meet, he swears it’s love at first sight.

- He finds y’all’s height difference absolutely adorable. He loves it so much. He’ll never make any short jokes to tease you or anything like that (bc he knows what that’s like) but he’ll always give you a compliment on how cute you are to him.

- he loves spoiling you and taking care of you anytime he can. Giving you the best gifts, taking you on all sorts of extravagant trips, and doing it all with a big bouquet of your favorite flowers.

- You are his COMPLETE MUSE! I feel like he would definitely be the type to write you endless love songs. Literally the first time you guys met he’s already got ideas for his next song. Everytime he plays music, all he can think of is you.

- He’s definitely picking you up and carrying you with those big arms of his. (imagine the after workout pics that he’d definitely be sending you 😵‍💫)

- Whenever you start to feel insecure or overthink, he’s always gonna be there with open arms for you. He’s probably the best guy to talk to about these things. He’s always gonna validate your feelings no matter what

- He’s more than happy to be the extroverted one in your guy's relationship. He does love to see you reach out and be extroverted sometimes too though! He just knows how fun you can be and loves seeing that side show.

- The first time he ever saw your drawing he was amazed. He thinks you’re so talented. Every time you draw he will sometimes sit and watch you attentively doing it. He probs keeps one of your drawings in his back pocket just for funzies.

- Same for your paper crafts! He thinks those are the neatest things EVER

- I have the sweetest image of him, whenever you guys are together alone just hanging out, he’d love to sit there and draw a heart around your birthmarks, i know it sounds a bit silly but he’d have so much fun doing it haha.

- he’s playing with your dog just about every chance he gets, he thinks they’re the cutest thing ever

- Both of you really like animals, so I could definitely see you guys going to the zoo or something fun like that for a date!

- For your birthday or valentines, maybe even for your anniversary he’s probably going to write you the most heartfelt poem ever (tears would def be shed over it knowing him)

- He would find ice skating such a CUTE idea for a date. Like you helping him visibly struggle, while you’re gliding with ease on the ice

- HE WOULD LOVE PLAYING VIDEO GAMES WITH YOU!! You and him are for sure that one couple who stays up late into the night competing against each other on a game.

- You want someone who’s patient and good at listening? Listen up then, cause this guy would really be the best for you. You guys would really have the best time together all around, and I'm sure you’d make him the happiest person in the world!

I hope you enjoyed this lovely! You deserved it! 💗💗

[protags-fic-blog]

Not exactly a request (if you want to take this) but out of the games you usually write for, which boys do you think would do well or prefer a partner who’s more introverted or shy?

Want to send in a request? They're always open! For more, check out my masterlist

anon when i say i went crazy omg. I don’t write for a lot yet (DiaLovers says soon but I haven’t had the chance to even finish my first route), but I figured I’d do everything i've written for so far since it’s not fandom specific! and, I *might* make something based on this later because this fits in to my brainrot so well (introvert club). this post got pretty long (4 fandoms..... eek!) so it's hiding below the cut. the fandom headers are highlighted for easier navigation. thanks so much for the 'request'. and of course, i do want to take this <3

Amnesia: Memories

I think most would do well with an introverted partner, but their type of introversion would vary. Shin and Kent could also work well with an extroverted partner, and I don’t feel like they’d really care about intro/extroversion. Toma definitely likes a shy partner—it’s the possessiveness in him. He likes feeling like he’s the only person that gets to know you. Ikki works well with introversion, and tbh is probably a secret introvert. Public outings are just a bit risky given his eyes, so a partner that doesn’t mind staying in would be great. Ukyo’s best introverted partner would be one that is content with keeping to themselves, but isn’t so shy that they won’t talk to other people.

Brothers Conflict (god I fucking love this franchise the brainrot is real)

At first glance, the Brilliant Blue boys would be the ones that work best with an introvert. But there’s more! Since there are so many, I’ll do one sentence each. (I am lying)

Masaomi definitely works great with an introvert. He’s always exhausted after work and spending time with loved ones is his way to relax. Ukyo is similar, though ‘time with loved ones’ means time with his partner. Kaname could go either way, but I don’t think he’d care. Hikaru would be fine but if you cling to him he’d get annoyed. Would introduce you to someone and leave you stranded because he has other people to greet.

Tsubaki would think it is the cutest thing, no doubt about it. He’s already very clingy anyway. Azusa wouldn’t mind, but would want you to get out of your shell. Natsume could go either way, but he’s more introverted. Louis would enjoy amicable silence. Subaru would definitely feel a little awkward with someone shy, because he’s shy too. I think he needs an extrovert to kind of lead the way. Iori is cool with introverts. He also thinks shyness is cute, but it could lead to awkward situations. Yuusuke could work with a shy partner, but it’s really an ‘it depends’ type of thing. Do they dislike people? Or is it just a preference of who they hang out with? All depends. For Fuuto, it’s either great or horrible. If it’s a public affair, you better hope you’re good at parties and meeting people. But if it’s something more private, he’d probably get really jealous if he saw you talking with other guys, so being shy would have its benefits.

Ouran Host Club

Kyoya prefers introverts. Same with Kaoru. They’re already introverted, but they hate when people put pressure on them to be social, and other introverts are less likely to do that. Hikaru also likes people who keep to themselves and are fine on their own. Now, maybe this is a hot take, but I think Honey would also really like an introverted partner. Already, he hangs around Mori a lot. But I think he would work best with someone who really opens up around him.

Variable Barricade

While all of them probably could work well with introverts, I can only see Shion as the one really preferring an introvert over anything else. He’s a very quiet, keep to yourself, sit in the same room doing different things type of guy. He would hate if you ever got shy around him, and would still want you to talk to other people, but if you needed him for emotional support he’d be there for sure. Very much a token husband but that was his dream.

[bonkers-4-hatter]

Anon asked: Hello may I request a matchup for Hetalia please? :) I’m a straight female and my name is Xiomara! I’m very shy, distant, quiet, and a little awkward. Basically a huge introvert at first. However, once I get to know you better or I at least see that you’re comfortable around me, I’ll get comfortable as well :) And once that happens, you could say I become slightly more extroverted. I get louder, laugh more, and am overall less shy, distant, quiet, and awkward. I’m also very sensitive and have tons of trouble speaking up for myself. When getting yelled at or just insulted, I try and act unbothered but I think everyone knows that I’m holding in my tears at that point… (it’s really embarrassing ok don’t judge 🫠) But one thing I can say is that I’m somewhat funny. When I feel comfortable around people or just someone, I usually let more witty and funny comments out. Hobbies I have are photography, gaming, golfing, bowling, board games, jigsaw puzzles, and listening to music! I mostly do these hobbies solo though since I’m either too scared or nervous to ask someone or even a friend to participate with me. My appearance usually consists of grey sweatpants, grey sweatshirt, and black boots— it’s usually my go to outfit since it’s pretty comfortable. At home, my hair is tied in a low ponytail. Outside however, my hair is let down. I let my hair down outside because I’m hella insecure about my side profile. I have a round face, curtain bangs, eye-bags, black hair, and really dark brown eyes :) some people say they look soulless but idk 🤷‍♀️ I think the only thing that’s preventing my eyes look completely soulless is the fact that I commonly express myself through reactions. I’m also 5’5 ft tall. I also tend to speak using a lot of “uh” or “um” because if usually when I don’t say those two words, I end up mixing up my words and my whole sentence just ends up sounding confusing 😬 Also, I smile at almost everything and anything. I’m one of those people where even in awkward, inappropriate, or tense situations— I’ll smile. It’s especially always common for me to smile when I’m nervous. Most people find this trait comical lol. But in situations where I shouldn’t be smiling but do, I never smile to upset people, I smile because I’m either extremely nervous or I just thought of something funny. Another trait I have that I’ve gotten called weird for is how often I laugh during the night rather than the day. I just feel like during the nights I remember more hilarious things than I usually do during the day. I also laugh really loud when I’m alone so I guess hearing loud laughter in the nighttime is in fact weird 🤥

Here you go hun! I hope you enjoy this matchup! You sound like a lovely person!

I match you with:

Alfred (America) from Hetalia:

He's fine with you being an introvert when ya'll first meet because it just gives him a chance to tell you about all the cool things he likes or what new show he's watching, honestly he'll tell you everything if you're willing to listen. Once you're comfortable with him, you guys are the funniest, loudest and happiest couple ever!

Has no issue speaking up for you if he needs to. Nobody will mess with you while he's around. Once of the few times he'll calm down and become serious is when he sees you need to cry, he can just tell. He'll be quiet and let you cry as much as you need to until you feel better.

Would be happing to bowl, do puzzles, game and anything else with you! As long as he's with you, that's all he needs. Date nights with ya'll consist of eating and doing different activities and he'll jazz it up a bit once in a while and suggest trying something new that both of you haven't done before.

Totally thinks your glasses and round face are adorable. He'll gush over how cute your face is and how much cuter your glasses make it. Also wants you to be comfy so you wearing your sweats is fine with him, heck, he'll get a matching pair to wear with you so you guys can twin it up.

Doesn't matter what time of day you laugh, he enjoys hearing you laugh and knowing what made you laugh. He'll sit and listen to the hilarious things you remembered at night and laugh along too.

[aajjks]

so what does our bc!jk look like now? 😏 feel free to add a pic!!

BC!JK

before you can say ‘it’s okay’ jungkook is already walking the opposite direction and you’re in awe by how much jungkook has visually changed. it’s strange to see your old bully on the more shy side because jungkook has always been an extrovert but that interaction showed the complete opposite.

“was that jungkook?” danielle asks

“yeah i think so. i thought he transferred though?”

“i thought he did too but who knows” she shrugs as you both head in another direction to meet the new and old faces at the venue but while you and danielle are meeting and greeting…

“hey jungkook!” says a much older and more beautiful soojin who easily recognized jungkook despite his attempts to hide himself from the crowds of people. “you look nice, really nice” she smirks as she puts her hand out to shake with his and since jungkook is a much more mature person, he doesn’t mind shaking hands with soojin.

“rumor has it, you graduated from harvard university and live in the states. so why are you back in korea? do you officially live here now?” soojin asks as she takes a sip of her drink and takes in jungkook’s appearance from head to toe. she won’t lie, he looks attractive and she gets a feeling that he has matured a lot since they were in their early 20s.

and to test his maturity, she brings up the only thing or rather ‘person’ that would make him crumble. it is because of her that they didn’t have a chance together so to be petty…

“have you seen y/n? she’s changed so much since i last saw her. i heard she’s dating eunwoo! they look so cute together don’t you think?”

Jungkook scoffs, smirking. “I’m glad.” He says, “she’s always liked him a lot.” he wants to strangle soojin for rubbing salt in his wounds and confirming the fact that you are indeed dating your crush, his rival.

And now it’s his turn to return the favor.

“she looks gorgeous- such a natural beauty…” he taunts her, “you’ve got tough competition. And you’re still a bitch huh?” He adds, he doesn’t regret calling her because he hates her guts. She’s the reason that you’re not with him.

She’s the reason that eunwoo got you.

Jungkook finally leaves her hand, she’s annoying him with so many questions about him, like she’s so obsessed. “I’m back in Korea because my parents wanted me back. It’s a family thing I guess.” He shrugs, he feels good to be back.

But at the same time he feels his heart clenching at the thought of you and eunwoo together, he hates you and he hates him-

no. That’s a lie because he loves you a lot.

He could never truly move on from you.

Soojin is probably trying to read his expressions or his mind so he decides to bring up her personal life. “So… who’s the guy you’re dating?” Jungkook asks, even though he’s not really interested in her dating life because he couldn’t give two fucks about her.

But he’s bored and he doesn’t really want to see you with your perfect boyfriend. He’s gonna need a lot of drinks tonight.

He can’t help but imagine…what would it be like for you two now if you had gotten together then- you’d be with him here right now, probably engaged or pregnant. And he would be the happiest man alive.

And his parents would stop nagging at him find someone to marry. Ah… but he knows it’s not possible because you’re probably even engaged…. Fuck he doesn’t really want to think about that.

No jungkook- you’re better than this. You had therapy and you’re a good guy now.

He tries to tell himself when he thinks of ways to ruin your perfect relationship with eunwoo, just so he can have you to himself.

“Where are the drinks?” Jungkook asks soojin, while looking over to the large hall, and he sees you laughing with Danielle, your smile is perfect- so contagious that he finds himself smiling back- but it soon fades when he sees eunwoo approaching you, and he says something in your ears.

Taking you away with him. And Jungkook bites his lip, very hard because he’s probably taking you away so he can fuck you- because why wouldn’t he want to? You look so irresistible.

If you were with jungkook? You two would be in the bathroom, and he’d be fucking your brain out.

Jungkook closes his eyes and tries to calm himself down, no he can’t think of you like that- no he can’t.

[headcanons-no-jutsu]

Hanji x shy reader, who doesn't know when someone is flirting with their. Good day/night^^

Hanji flirting with a shy S/O

Warnings: none but to those who hate this trope: miscommunication

Hanji had a very extroverted and playful nature, contrary to your shy and quiet personality

They liked you very much and thought it's very cute that you're the opposites

They also found your shyness incredibely adorable and, at the same time, intellectually interesting

The first time Hanji made you blush and shy away, they got surprised and excited at your reaction

Hanji put their face close to your, examining your face with their scientific eyes, making remarks like "Oh, your face got very red!" or "What an interesting blush on your cheeks, it looks so healthy!"

The result they got was your face becoming even redder. At the same time though, Hanji's face also flushed red from excitement of their discovery

Hanji wasn't stupid, they realized that you're shy and often feel a bit uncomfortable around them. They figured out that you might have a crush on them

You, on the other hand, were a little clueless. The behavior of Hanji often took you off guard but you knew how they normally act, so you never thought Hanji's flirting with you. You just thought they're being the "typical Hanji"

At the same time, you were always flustered with them talking directly to you. You had a massive crush on Hanji but you tried your best to hide it. Unfortunately, they spotted your blush that one time and from that moment, much to your horror, they decided to not let you go with that

Hanji planned their research. They wanted to play around you with some flirtarious remarks or straight up cheesy pick-up lines. They really wanted to see you blushing at them again and at the same time they hoped that you'll get the message and open up to them, and maybe, just maybe, flirt back

They also tended to fix your hair after missions, wink at you or get their face too close to you

They often succeeded to make you flustered and tended to celebrate it with loud "Ha!" or their significant chuckle

You, in the meantime, figured out exactly what was happening. Hanji was making fun of you! You cursed yourself for being this shy around them and you hated that Hanji realized that you had a crush on them. You felt sad that Hanji mocked your feelings or used you as their private experimental tool

The last courting move that Hanji planned was to ask you out on a proper date. It was Saturday and you were sitting in the library reading your favourite book. You didn't spot them entering the room

"Hey, Y/N!" they greeted. "You look so cute sitting here and reading!" Hanji smiled widely at you

"Why do you have to torture me like this?" you thought to yourself, and sighed audibly

Hanji approached the table at sat in front of you. Their smile faded at your sigh and they got a little anxious. Their face changed to a bit more serious and calm. You looked sad and they didn't know if something wrong happened. However, Hanji hoped that their invitiation would spark some light in you

"Hey, I was thinking..." they started, rubbing the back of their head nervously. "Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?" they smiled sincerely at you

You blinked at them twice. You were tired with the overall situation with Hanji, but you were also tired of the whole working week and Saturday morning cleaning (thanks, Captain Levi...). So, you were less in control of yourself when you asked a cold question:

"So you can continue your experiment on me?"

Hanji's eyes got wide and their face was full of confusion. You looked annoyed and hurt and they didn't know why. Your assumption about "the experiment" was weird and they didn't know what you meant. Sure, Hanji had a scientific nature, but they never treated you like a laboratory rat. At least that's what they never wanted you to feel like

"What experiment?" they asked eventually

"The one that is about making me uncomfortable around you!" you exclaimed. "You seem to take advantage of my crush on you..." you muttered and cursed yourself because you felt your blush creeping on your cheeks against your will

It was Hanji's time to blush at your confession. Their mouth was open. They felt guilty at the realization that they hurt you unintentionally

"Y/N... I was just... trying to flirt with you..." Hanji mumbled, pushing their glasses up in embarrassement and looking away from you. "Because I really like you and I thought you might like me too" they chuckled nervously

"You like me?" you jumped in your seat

Hanji laughed bitterly. "And I thought I had the best courting plan of all time..." they rolled their eyes on themselves. "Y/N... Will you give me another chance?" they asked looking at you with big guilty eyes

You couldn't believe it. Hanji had a crush on you and all that time they actually try to flirt with you and not just embarrass you. You felt all of the emotions at once but you managed to pull yourself together and give them a playful answer:

"I hope this date won't be in your lab then..."

You could see Hanji's face lighten up and their smile widening more and more in excitement. They jumped out of their seat and made a bunch of cheerful noises. They run around the table to reach to you, hugged your sitting form from behind and gave you a quick kiss on your cheek. "I'll meet you at the front door at 6pm, okay?" they asked and ran away from the room before your paralyzed form could create any answer or any body reaction. Surprisingly, you noticed, you didn't blush this time. You exhaled sharply, shook your head in disbelief and a smile appeared on your face

[genshinimpactlife]

If you’re not too busy, I wanna request a matchup if that’s okay with you!

I’m a Qiqi main who built her as a DPS healer out of spite and now she does 36000 damage every time the lil bubble the ocean-hued set pops. Very proud of that, she does more damage than what my main DPS used to be <//3

I am an ENTP-T 8w7, which probably makes me seem like an arrogant asshole, but I’m actually just more of an oblivious idiot who has trouble understanding things. Like, my friends have to explain to me when someone is flirting with me or when I shouldn’t talk to someone if they’re back-handedly insulting me cause I just don’t catch it. My friends also described me as airheaded and after they called me that for a couple weeks I asked what it meant since I was too scared to search it up since my friends are terrible people. (/hj) It ended very well, obviously. **I am not sobbing. I am sobbinh**

I’m 5’0. I’ve been 5’0 for three years and I am not growing more. But it’s okay because it means I’m easier to lift up! I’m asian with a tinted pink wolfcut, dark-brown/basically black eyes, and round black glasses. I mostly wear academia clothes (dress shirts, ribbon-ties, pleated flannel skirts, leather bags, loafers, etc.) in any color with a cute hat. I use any pronouns but am female presenting! Bisexual moment whenever I see someone who could throw my ass across the room. Basketball girls and Volleyball boys??? >>>>

Or literally just anyone who can pick me up and just toss me. I think strength is really hot. ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY’RE QUIET AND SITS ALONE!!!! Like…I just wanna be their friend. As an extrovert it is my job to adopt the quiet ppl. College has taught me many things. Idk what the heck a cotiledan or whatever it’s spelled is but I know that if a person is lonely I must at least ask if I can hang out with them.

AND COOKING WITH THEM AT THEIR DORM OR APARTMENT OR WHATEVER >>>>>

I enjoy studying epidemiology, biology, anatomy, etc. and I spend most of my time studying those because I need to be good at drawing and writing realistic characters and how their world effects them. Like, diseases need to be studied so I can make a fake lil zombie virus in my story that lives in my head.

I’m a silly little guy. I don’t care what weight a person is, tall a person is or exactly how smart they are or even if they know how to drive (I don’t drive, it’s scary.) If they think I’m cute and they’re nice to me and they can absolutely body check me into oblivion I’m game!

(I’m a new anon technically! Can I be 🧪 anon?)

I would match you with...

You and Sara would end up meeting because you kept accidentally getting into bad situations while being oblivious.

"What do you mean you didn't realize they were Fatui? The Insignia is right there??"

You being persistent and talking to the quiet and stern Sara helped build feelings between the two of you.

Sara is part of the Kojou clan, a servant of the Shogun. So of course she is strong.

She would have absolutely no problem picking you up and tossing you around.

Are you in the way? She casually lifts you up and moves you out of the way without a word.

Lowkey, does it cause she knows you like it.

She wouldn't mind if you were a bit of an airhead at times because she can see your true intelligence with your studying hobbies. She admires the fact you go so far for your passions.

Don't worry, I am an airhead too

We all know Sara is the one doing the cooking for the Shogun, so she would absolutely cook with you any chance she gets

Hi 🧪 Anon! You can absolutely use that emoji! I made a little list for my emoji anons, so I don't ever lose track I only have two right now but shhh You have a badass Qiqi! She still hasn't come home for me. Hope you enjoy <3

[venusluvrr]

The Psychological Horror Manhwa “Killing Stalking” is not a Romance, but an Emotional Series Depicting the Codependent Relationship Between Two Ill Individuals

Content Warning!!: contains mentions of sexual abuse (rape) and mental illness.

Killing Stalking is an immensely twisted webcomic series, mainly popular within the Yaoi community for its boy on boy focused plotline. The story follows characters Yoon Bum (Bum), a shy, scrawny young man with a haunting past filled with abuse, and Oh Sangwoo (Sangwoo), a younger man who also has a quite damaging upbringing but masks it perfectly with his vibrant, extroverted personality. After being saved from a rape attempt during his time serving in the military, Bum develops a crush on his saviour, Sangwoo, from which an unhealthy obsession starts to arise and he eventually finds himself locating and breaking into the man’s home one day when he’s out. When he does, he discovers a terribly injured woman being held captive in his basement, and with further evidence, soon comes to the realization that his crush is actually a serial killer -- hence the name “Killing Stalking,” as Sangwoo kills and Bum stalks. For a very specific reason though, Sangwoo decides not to kill the man that had been stalking him, and instead holds him hostage in his custody. From here, the story goes into exceeding depth of the abnormal, toxic, and manipulative relationship the two form during their time spent together. By just the mere description of it, it’s a bit concerning to know that a large portion of readers still support Sangwoo and Bum’s relationship. In other words, they believe they truly loved each other and that the story was not only horror fiction but a romance as well. One could easily come to this conclusion by basing their relationship on the few parts within the novel where they showed affection towards each other -- for example when Bum allows Sangwoo to hug him to sleep when he suffered through the night, or my personal favourite, when Sangwoo buys Bum a stuffed frog keychain after finding out that he had an affinity for such creatures. But we cannot simply dismiss the underlying factors of their relationship because of some cute things they did that made our heart melt -- Sangwoo still abused Bum at his leisure which makes those moments quite meaningless in the sense of it all. What Sangwoo and Yoonbum shared can’t be classified as “love,” because even with their peculiar bond and endearing moments, the psychological damage they both endured played a bigger part in the way they perceived each other.

Many toxic relationships start out lovely and glamorous until the couple have become comfortable enough to start revealing some bad habits, but in Sangwoo and Bum’s case, they were already off to a bad start, as the reason they remained with each other was solely for reasons pertaining to their poor mental health.

At the time Sangwoo saved Bum in the military, Bum still suffered from Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) -- a disorder he inferrably developed due to the fact that he grew up being constantly physically and sexually abused by the people around him. People with this illness may easily develop an infatuation for a person who shows them even the least bit of care; It can reach the point where they begin to idolize them and see them almost as a perfect human being -- which is exactly how Bum viewed Sangwoo after he helped him to escape a rape attempt. The likely specific term for what Sangwoo was to Bum is a Favourite Person (FP). To an individual suffering from Borderline Personality Disorder, their FP is everything -- their self-worth, identity and emotional dependency all rely on this one person, making them the center of their lives. In contrast to this sincere fondness, the only reason Sangwoo kept Bum alive was because of the man’s resemblance to his late mother -- the one person in his life who he truly loved. While his father was abusive and negligent, his mother tried her best to care for her son even while her own mental stability wasn’t so great either. Even though it was implied that he was responsible for the murder of both his mother and father in high school -- getting away with it scotch-free because of how perfectly executed his plan was -- he still shared a special bond with the woman, allowing her existence follow and continue to torutue him mentally as he grew older. When he saw Yoonbum, he felt as if she had been somewhat resurrected, or at least he could pretend so by dressing him up in his mother’s clothes and making him cook and do the chores; He also played the husband role by abusing and assaulting Bum just as his father did to his mother -- mostly just out of his own nature. Sangwoo had his own issues, “mommy issues,” and he initially needed to keep Bum alive so he could fulfill his own longing desires. Knowing the man’s character though, things wouldn’t end there and instead headed down a very gruesome and frightful path.

The very reasons that the two were drawn to each other we’re even more evident the longer they lived under the same roof. While Yoonbum continued to recall the perfect image he had of Sangwoo in his head, Sangwoo continued to manipulate the man in order to satisfy his own needs. A healthy relationship cannot be based on deceit, because one person will end up victimized instead of loved.

Oh Sangwoo is a sadistic sociopath with a history of kidnapping, abusing, raping and torturing innocent people, and because of his illness, he shows feels and shows no remorse for his actions and even proceeds to kill off his victims as they pleaded in objection. What some people don’t understand is that when Sangwoo met Bum, the only reason he treated him differently was not because he thought of him as special, but because he had a personal agenda that included making Bum think that was the truth and that he was indeed the favoured victim among many. It’s no surprise with the man’s manipulative personality that he would enjoy planting a lie in Bum’s head to make him stay and continue to do as he says, and this is confirmed whenever he returned back to his old destructive habits even after showing the man acts of affection. Yes, Sangwoo spared Bum’s life, clothed him and fed him, but as their bond grew, his narcissistic attitude was still more apparent than ever.

Upon meeting Bum for the first time, Sangwoo didn’t hesitate to aggressively break his ankles to prevent his mobility, he left the man within the dark confinement of his basement for a certain period of time before letting him out only after he had gained his trust. He made him sit in a chair to wash dishes and make dinner because he could no longer stand. Sangwoo also constantly dragged Bum down with derogatory words and statements every chance he could get, this included calling him a “retard,” and referring to him as a “disgusting” and “filthy” human being. As confirmed by the author, Sangwoo is also heterosexual, which is further proved by the homophobic remarks he made towards a significantly older man who was sexually attracted to him while murdering him with Bum’s aid. This fact alone is another one that should justify a strong point that demonstrates the true hostility of their relationship -- Yoonbum never gave his consent to have sex with Sangwoo, nor did he allow it to happen because “he wanted it.” He specifically used phrases such as, “No,” “Stop,” and “It hurts,” implying that sometimes there was no mutual agreement when they had sex and Sangwoo had actually raped him several times.

People with Borderline Personality Disorder have been reported to have difficulties seeing the faults in their partner -- this explains why Bum still held on to him. He chose to stay when he had the chance to escape, and with tears rolling down his face from excruciating pain he still told Sangwoo he loved him. In a scene where Bum is left alone with the police as they investigate the suspicions they have surrounding him, he questions them saying, “Could you kiss somebody like me? Could you love somebody like me?” As he believes nobody but Sangwoo could answer yes to those two questions, convinced that Sangwoo really does have feelings for him. It’s saddening to know that the poor man had successfully been lured into a trap, and because of his mental health it would be much harder for him to realize it.

To the readers that think, “Sangwoo and Yoonbum needed each other,” -- You’re not completely wrong. They did need each other in the way that they found somewhat of a saneness from each other’s presence, each using one another to each other’s benefit. But being together at the same time built on their insanity, as the presence of Sangwoo’s mother seemed to grow even more prevalent with Bum, who resembled her, also in the picture, and Yoonbum growing so unhealthily attached to Sangwoo that he constantly feared of abandonment and turned the sociopath into the only source of his happiness. They needed each other, but not for the right reasons. They were attached to each other, but there was no love, otherwise it would reflect throughout the story. One of the most debate-worthy scenes that challenge this fact is when Sangwoo is reported by an old lady in the hospital, the one that had ended his life, that he was calling out Bum’s name throughout the night as he lay in his deathbed. Those were his final words, and Yoonbum’s final word was also Sangwoo’s name before he was very well implied to have been hit by a car while he chased an illusion of the man he “loved.” Even I almost felt that this was solid proof that even through the tough and terrible of their relationship, deep inside, the two really were in love but could not express it in the right way due to their mental health issues -- after all, what someone makes of their final moments before death is much more meaningful than most of what they've done in their life entirely. But I came to realize that the only way I could support this relationship would be if they had met in an alternate universe where they did not suffer from such dreadful childhood trauma that made them into the hurting individual they had become before meeting each other. As difficult as it is for me to picture the two with different partners, it would be best if the two had not met at all as they only fed into the severity of their conditions.

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Yoimiya and Kazuha fluffy smut to celebrate you gettin her 😏

Festive reunion

[Warning, it’s smut, duh…]

Speechless, it was never a word in Yoimiya’s vocabulary. It also was the last word anyone would use to describe her. On a normal day she was the chatter box of any conversation bringing zest and joy to any topic. However, today was a bit different. The hot blooded extrovert was had prepared herself to meet tons of new people now that she had been summoned to fight alongside Aether and his companions. Yoimiya had failed to realize one of them was Kazuha. It wasn’t like she forgot him. Far from it. There wasn’t a day since his departure that Yoimiya didn’t think about him and his flowery words that contrasted yet complimented her straight forward thinking. Looks like the feelings were mutual, because the wandering samurai was showing a more direct side of himself she’d never seen. With her hand in his, Kazuha led her to his temporary home inside a magical teapot.

Yoimiya couldn’t help but blush. She had only just showed up! Not only that, but he had gotten permission to perform the wishing by himself, creating this alone time. What are the chances the others knew his intentions to begin with? Oh her poor heart couldn’t handle that level of embarrassment!

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“H-Huh? What’s up?”

“Your face, it’s bright red.”

Yeah no kidding! Anyone’s would be in this situation. Being swept into romance moments after showing up somewhere was a lot to process for her.

“I’m fine. Hehe Just a little hot outside and you know…stuff.” She smiled sheepishly, fidgeting a bit.

Kazuha gave his own gentle smile as he blushed lightly. “Guess I’m going a little fast huh? Sorry, we take things slo-”

“No! Uhh I mean…it’s okay, really. Actually I’m extremely flattered. I just never expected this as my welcome present. I was expecting more of a meet and greet.” She giggled, “but…this is nice too. Now I don’t have to wonder if you missed me.”

“Days didn’t feel nearly as bright without you.”

Great. Her face might as be as red as her vision. Her heart fluttered each step they took until they finally walked into the modest home Kazuha made form himself. It was obvious he had found interest in Liyue aesthetic, except a fireplace in the living room that felt slightly out of place, yet cozy nonetheless.

Yoimiya turned around to close the door behind her. The sudden feeling of Kazuha’s arms wrapping around her waist gave her a jolt. The young man held her close and Yoimiya could feel the heat from his face tickle her back as he pressed his head against it.

“Forgive me, but it’s hard to control myself. It’s…been quite some time, hasn’t it?

“Yeah, it has.” She could feel his lips kiss her nape, grazing her neck and nipping on pale flesh until a red mark was left behind. Yoimiya closed her eyes and exposed more of her neck for him to have, gasping from contact. She leaned forward slightly, pushing her butt against his pelvis for friction. Her left breast was soon claimed right after, his fingers slipping through the bindings.

“Mmmm Kazuha~” Another moan escaped her when Kazuha’s other hand made its way under her yukata, making short work of those bindings as well. The flustered pyro bit her lip when she felt two digits slip inside. Yoimiya braced her arms against the door while she let her lover take control.

Kazuha could feel her grip around his fingers and he ran them over her most sensitive spots. “To think you’re already this wet?”

“I missed you too ya know!?” She blurted out, blushing at her confession. “Please don’t tease me.”

“Bend over more for me.”

Yoimiya did just that. Straight forward Kazuha was something she didn’t know she needed in her life. He removed his fingers from her body and bunched up her clothes. Her face grew hotter feeling the bindings on her fall off her, exposing her body. Fingers gripped her plump rear and the chill of one running down her slit would’ve made her yelp if it wasn’t for what happened next. The heat of Kazuha’s breath.

“Kazuha? What- Aaah!”

He slipped his tongue inside her dripping core, lapping up her essence and getting lost in her scent. Both his hands help support her legs as they trembled from his assault. The sound of her moans only spurred him to completely devour her.

“KAZUHA!!” She yelled, moaning heavily. She could feel his tongue flatten out and swirl around to rake every spot. “I-I said no teasing!” His fingers dug into her damp thighs as he continued to eat her out. Yoimiya’s body instinctively bent over more to allow him deeper reach. Her moans turned to panting. Kazuha wasn’t gonna let her go. The sound of her own arousal and his dramatic slurping noises only turned her on more like he knew it would.

Yoimiya dropped her head and look to the floor. That’s when she caught sight of Kazuha’s position, on his knees and his length already freed. The member was already hard and dripping precum in anticipation. Was it always that big? In a few short moments, that was going to be…just thinking about it made her mind go blank and body tense.

Her first orgasm hit hard, making her scream as Kazuha continued tasting the wave of pleasure that came with her orgasm, until he licked up the majority. Kazuha stood up, wiping his face and catching his breath as he admired the sight of Yoimiya trembling and still bent over. Her skin had gotten redder and a thin layer of sweat had started.

“You’re so gorgeous…”

“Shut up. I don’t wanna hear that while I’m this.” She muttered. Yoimiya felt embarrassed enough to just die! They’ve been intimate before, but knowing Kazuha was seeing her like this was always going to be too much to handle.

“Do you wanna stay like that?”

She nodded, “looking at you right now would be too much.”

Kazuha could see the tips of her ears turn bright red. He wanted to listen, but found himself denying the mercy.

Yoimiya was ready for him to continue until she felt felt his hand on her chest raise her up enough for his face to come over her right shoulder. Yet again the girl was speechless upon staring into his eyes and seeing his playful smirk.

“I missed all of you. That includes your eyes.” Not holding back, Kazuha captured her lips.

Yoimiya felt her heart pound and head go into a haze. She openly invited his mouth to conquer her own. Not like she was really using it right now anyways. The heat of his member pressed against her entrance and with a few hip movements, slipped inside. Yoimiya whimpered from the feeling of being spread open so quickly. Kazuha’s hips begin smacking against her rear. Whimpers turned to yelps between the patient kiss. How long had it been since she felt full? Was Kazuha always this warm? Was his grasp on her this good? All these things made Yoimiya kiss him harder, wanting him to continue this assertiveness.

Kazuha was in no better shape. Distance had only strengthened their yearning. Kazuha added his own gasps and grown into the mix. Yoimiya had a grip on him that made his hips move on their own. The heat and wetness of her core made him ache in the best way. Their lips parted to only paint and whisper sweet nothings as their bodies gave into pleasure.

“Kazu~ more…more~”

“You’re everything when you beg like this.”

“Mmmph~ meanie. I-aahh…want another kiss.”

Kazuha obeyed, giving her what she craved without question. Yoimiya was always cute, but the blush across her face brought it to another level. Kazuha could only be weak to it.

“Yoi, I’m…”

“Me too.” She gasped, reaching the end of her rope. Yoimiya stole another, longer kiss; moaning heavily as she came.

Kazuha could only thrust a few more times before her tightness overwhelmed him. He gave one last thrust, cumming inside her. He pulled from the kiss to let her breathe while he peppered her ear with kisses.

Yoimiya’s entire body shuttered upon feeling his warmth shoot inside. The little nips and pecks Kazuha gave her made her giggle, putting a smile on het face as she continued to catch her breath.

“Kazu, that tickles hehe.”

“Now how am I supposed to stop with you calling me that, Yoi?” He teased, continued his kisses. He slowly lowered both of them down to the floor. Yoimiya held his face and the two were finally face to face properly. He smiled at the girl who smiled back with kind eyes and a pinkish red blush. “Your face is more beautiful than any sunset.”

Yoimiya couldn’t help but avert her gaze briefly before staring back. “It’s dangerous to spoil a girl with talk like that. Especially after what we just did.”

“Heh, I can’t name a moment more perfect to spoil someone than this.” Kazuha kissed her forehead. “I love you. I’m glad you’re here.”

“Glad to be here.” She put her arms over shoulders and around his neck. “More kisses please.” Her heart danced so much Yoimiya thought she was at a fireworks festival. “Let’s love each other here a little longer.”

xxxxx

“Hello everyone, I’m Yoimiya!” She said to her new teammates, placing her hands on her hips and glowing like the sun; her time with Kazuha only adding to her radiance.

Many waved happily upon her entrance, while I few people like Aether, Beidou, and even Hu Tao noticed the marks on Yoimiya’s neck. They looked at Kazuha with a cheeky grin he did his best to ignore, but even laid back samurai couldn’t help but smile sheepishly.

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Hermione has more complimentary traits with Harry than she does with Ron. Hermione is logical and thinks through her decisions while Harry is ruled by his emotions and follows his instincts. She's enthusiastic/cheerful he is more introverted and bitter. She motivates him to do better, and he reminds her that there are more important things than books and cleverness. Ron's humour gets on Hermione's nerves and her cleverness does the same to him. Their differences tear them instead of balancing.

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... wait you were serious?

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Alright! Now that the hilarity’s over...

Hermione has more complimentary traits with Harry than she does with Ron. 

Prove it.

Hermione is logical and thinks through her decisions 

... and sometimes she also makes very illogical decisions and acts very rash, see how she sets Snape on fire in first year which could have hurt everyone around, how she forgot she’s a witch, see how the Polyjuice plan was total bullshit and relied 100% on luck, see how she acted completely thoughtless to Ron in POA, see how she was completely harebrained at the end of OOTP due to pressure, her very thought-out reaction to Ron and Lavender being together, and such...

Harry is ruled by his emotions and follows his instincts 

You realize you just described Ron too, pal? Ron’s role in the Trio is the Heart. Harry’s the Body, since everything revolves around him, Hermione’s the Brain, Ron is the Heart. That’s how they work.

She's enthusiastic/cheerful 

......... cheerful?

Hermione?

Cheerful?

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Hermione may be enthusiastic about knowledge, but she’s not cheerful. She’s not the one who makes the jokes, she’s not the one who has a snarky comment on everything, she’s not the one who makes Harry laugh, she’s not the one who laughs at Harry’s jokes. That’s Ron’s job.

RON is the cheerful one. Sorry pal, better reread the books.

he is more introverted and bitter 

Pro tip: this can also describe Hermione to a degree. Though Hermione isn’t exactly an introvert, she’s more of a socially awkward extrovert. She’s not reading quietly in a corner and demurely asking “oh please don’t talk to me, I just want to read :(” she’s more like “I READ THAT BOOK ABOUT [social injustice] AND IT’S CLEAR TO ME NOW THAT [social injustice] IS UNACCEPTABLE, DO YOU HAVE A MOMENT TO TALK ABOUT [social injustice], I’M GONNA RAISE FUNDS TO PROMOTE AWARENESS AND EDUCATE PEOPLE ON THIS SUBJECT WILL YOU JOIN ME, WHY WON’T YOU JOIN ME, COME BACK WE’RE NOT FINISHED WITH THIS-”

... or, I could also... show you.

From your own dear and esteemed “Harmony Bible” that is Order of the Phoenix. *snort* “Harmony Bible”... oh my god, the delusion, the delusion...

“It’s lessons with Snape that are making it worse,” said Harry flatly. “I’m  getting  sick  of  my  scar  hurting,  and  I’m  getting  bored  walking  down  that  corridor  every  night.”  He  rubbed  his  forehead  angrily.  “I  just wish the door would open, I’m sick of standing staring at it —”

“That’s  not  funny,”  said  Hermione  sharply.  “Dumbledore  doesn’t  want  you  to  have  dreams  about  that  corridor  at  all,  or  he  wouldn’t  have asked Snape to teach you Occlumency. You’re just going to have to work a bit harder in your lessons.”

“I  am  working!”  said  Harry,  nettled.  “You  try  it  sometime,  Snape  trying to get inside your head, it’s not a bundle of laughs, you know!”

1. Example of Hermione not appreciating Harry’s humour

2. Example of Harry not liking Hermione’s “pushing him to do better”

Oooh, surprise! It’s not just Ron and Hermione that do the silent treatment to each other, Harry does it too! What a turn of events!

Hermione  nodded,  apparently  still  lost  in  thought.  Then,  quite  abruptly, she said, “But you shouldn’t have seen this at all, Harry.”

“What?” he said, taken aback.

“You’re supposed to be learning how to close your mind to this sort of thing,” said Hermione, suddenly stern.

“I know I am,” said Harry. “But —”

“Well,  I  think  we  should  just  try  and  forget  what  you  saw,”  said  Hermione firmly. “And you ought to put in a bit more effort on your Occlumency from now on.”

Harry was so angry with her that he did not talk to her for the rest of  the  day,  which  proved  to  be  another  bad  one.

Ah, lying, avoiding the subject, refusing to consider her opinion... how harmonious. *gigglesnort*

“But why haven’t you got Occlumency lessons anymore?” said Hermione, frowning.

“I’ve told you,” Harry muttered. “Snape reckons I can carry on by myself now I’ve got the basics...”

“So  you’ve  stopped  having  funny  dreams?”  said  Hermione  skeptically.

“Pretty much,” said Harry, not looking at her.

“Well, I don’t think Snape should stop until you’re absolutely sure you  can  control  them!”  said  Hermione  indignantly.  “Harry,  I  think  you should go back to him and ask —”

“No,” said Harry forcefully. “Just drop it, Hermione, okay?”

Hmmm, funny how Harry acts more like a teenager trying to sneak out of bed on Mama Ron and Hermione’s watch rather than as “Hermione’s perfect flawless soulmate uwu”!

He  had  ended  up  saying  to  them  truthfully  that  Sirius  wanted  Harry  to  resume  Occlumency  lessons.  He  had  been  regretting  this  ever since; Hermione would not let the subject drop and kept reverting to it when Harry least expected it.

“You can’t tell me you’ve stopped having funny dreams,” Hermione said now, “because Ron told me last night you were muttering in your sleep again...”

Harry  threw  Ron  a  furious  look.  Ron  had  the  grace  to  look  ashamed of himself.

Yes, she toooootally brings out “the best” of him... the best of all he’s learned at the Dursleys, which is avoidance, lying, deceiving... ha ha ha ha ha... oh, you guys, you’re so desperate, it’s almost cute. But then I remember that you keep bashing Ron and I stop feeling merciful.

“You are trying to block your mind, aren’t you?” said Hermione, looking beadily at Harry. “You are keeping going with your Occlumency?”

“Of course I am,” said Harry, trying to sound as though this ques-tion was insulting, but not quite meeting her eye. The truth was that he  was  so  intensely  curious  about  what  was  hidden  in  that  room  full  of dusty orbs that he was quite keen for the dreams to continue. 

Oh yes, he’s totally motivated to do better. He’s so motivated in fact he’s going to completely ignore her. And guess how that first date ends? With Sirius’ death. What a harmonious pairing.

“But Harry, you’ve just said it,” said Hermione fiercely. “Dumbledore  wanted  you  to  learn  to  shut  these  things  out  of  your  mind,  if  you’d done Occlumency properly you’d never have seen this —”

“IF   YOU   THINK   I’M   JUST   GOING   TO   ACT   LIKE   I   HAVEN’T SEEN —”

“Sirius told you there was nothing more important than you learn-ing to close your mind!”

“WELL, I EXPECT HE’D SAY SOMETHING DIFFERENT IF HE KNEW WHAT I’D JUST —”

And and and!! Hohohoho I’m not done!! Let me show you, I have SO MUCH to show you!!

As early as Goblet of Fire... Ah, and don’t say that this is “evil Ron’s evil influence of evilness :(” because Ron literally is harder-working than Harry in possibly every way because Ron doesn’t have the luxury of being the protagonist to promote him to, say, youngest Seeker in a century. Yeah, Ron’s not a Mary Sue like that. But I digress.

"It's Christmas, Hermione," said Harry lazily; he was rereading Flying with the Cannons for the tenth time in an armchair near the fire.

Hermione looked severely over at him too. "I'd have thought you'd be doing something constructive, Harry, even if you don't want to learn your antidotes!"

"Like what?" Harry said as he watched Joey Jenkins of the Cannons belt a Bludger toward a Ballycastle Bats Chaser.

"That egg!" Hermione hissed.

"Come on, Hermione, I've got till February the twenty-fourth," Harry said.

He had put the golden egg upstairs in his trunk and hadn't opened it since the celebration party after the first task. There were still two and a half months to go until he needed to know what all the screechy wailing meant, after all.

"I just thought you'd want to take advantage of the common room being quiet," she said. "Really get to work on that egg."

"Oh I - I reckon I've got a pretty good idea what it's about now," Harry lied.

"Have you really?" said Hermione, looking impressed. "Well done!"

Harry’s insides gave a guilty squirm, but he ignored them. He still had five weeks to work out that egg clue, after all, and that was ages... whereas if he went into Hogsmeade, he might run into Hagrid, and get a chance to persuade him to come back.

... but you know what makes Harry change his mind about lying about the egg? Or rather, who?

So you may argue that oh là là, Harry feels guilty for lying to his great soulmate Hermoanie and waah isn’t it so romantic...

Even though Harry can and does acknowledge that Hermione means well… it’s not enough for him. He will lie, avoid her, and go behind her back, like a child would with their parent, and even though he may feel guilty about it, it’s not enough to deter him.

Hagrid's miserable face broke into a wide, watery smile.

"Tha's my boy. . . you show 'em, Harry, you show 'em. Beat 'em all."

Lying to Hagrid wasn't quite like lying to anyone else. Harry went back to the castle later that afternoon with Ron and Hermione, unable to banish the image of the happy expression on Hagrid's whiskery face as he had imagined Harry winning the tournament. The incomprehensible egg weighed more heavily than ever on Harrys conscience that evening, and by the time he had got into bed, he had made up his mind - it was time to shelve his pride and see if Cedric's hint was worth anything.

And of course Half-Blood Prince, and if you try to tell me “buuutt hermoanie was ooc :((((” you can put a cactus up your rear you coward.

Welp. Not Ron, not Hermione. Hagrid.

Welcome to the world, Ha... Hagry? Harrid? Oh whatever. Here you go, Hagrid brings the best out of Harry, Harry feels more guilt at the thought of lying to Hagrid than anyone else. OTP.

She’s certainly not encouraging Harry to try new stuff. How is that supposed to help him improve? How is that supposed to make him do better?

“How are you doing that?” demanded Hermione, who was redfaced and whose hair was growing bushier and bushier in the fumes from her cauldron; her potion was still resolutely purple.

“Add a clockwise stir—”

“No, no, the book says counterclockwise!” she snapped.

Harry shrugged and continued what he was doing.

For or the rest of the week’s Potions lessons Harry continued to follow the Half-Blood Prince’s instructions wherever they deviated from Libatius Borage’s, with the result that by their fourth lesson Slughorn  was  raving  about  Harry’s  abilities,  saying  that  he  had  rarely  taught  anyone  so  talented.   Neither  Ron  nor  Hermione  was  delighted  by  this.  Although  Harry  had  offered  to  share  his  book  with both of them, Ron had more difficulty deciphering the handwriting than Harry did, and could not  keep  asking  Harry  to  read  aloud  or  it  might  look  suspicious.  Hermione,  meanwhile,  was  resolutely plowing on with what she called the “official” instructions, but becoming increasingly bad-tempered as they yielded poorer results than the Prince’s.

In fact

(dyslexic!Ron dyslexic!Ron dyslexic!Ron)

Well isn’t that fun? Harry is being the “best” at something... and Hermione doesn’t like it.

Incredibly, and to Hermione’s increasing resentment, Harry’s best subject had suddenly become Potions, thanks to the Half-Blood Prince.  

she seems

The only person who did not find these charms amusing was Hermione, who maintained a rigidly disapproving expression throughout and refused to talk at all if Harry had used the Muffliato spell on anyone in the vicinity.

to hate

Hermione's expression could not have been any smugger; she had loathed being out-performed in every Potions class. She was now decanting the mysteriously separated ingredients of her poison into ten different crystal phials. More to avoid watching this irritating sight than anything else, Harry bent over the Half-Blood Prince's book and turned a few pages with unnecessary force.

that Harry is doing great.

(Oh look. Harry is irritated at the mere sight of Hermione. Well that’s definitely a hint they should marry!!! /s)

“Are you telling me,” said Hermione, “that you're going to go back—?”

“And get the book? Yeah, I am,” said Harry forcefully. "Listen, without the Prince I'd never have won the Felix Felicis. I'd never have known how to save Ron from poisoning, I'd never have—”

“—got a reputation for Potions brilliance you don't deserve,” said Hermione nastily.

And then let’s remember Hermione still nattering about Occlumency through Deathly Hallows, or how she breaks Harry’s wand and Harry is “desiring nothing more than to get away from her”, and all that... ah but of course you won’t ever see that in all your “Harmony” analyses, because there’s no way to spin that positively... ha ha ha...

Accomplishing his mission from Dumbledore? Saving Ron’s life? Nah, Hermione is more concerned with one thing: having her top spot back.

*slow clap* Friend. Of. The. Year. Why does anyone like this character again? Selfish brat.

he reminds her that there are more important things than books and cleverness 

You have again stolen Ron’s qualities to pretend they’re Harry’s/Hermione’s.

And here they come... the receipts... all the receipts...

This happens right during the Firebolt fight. It’s still Ron who cares for Hermione, even though he’s angry with her, while Harry is like “oh ok but gotta finish Snape’s essay tho”. Priorities.

“How’s she doing it?” Ron muttered to Harry one evening as Harry sat finishing a nasty essay on Undetectable Poisons for Snape. Harry looked up. Hermione was barely visible behind a tottering pile of books. 

“Doing what?”

“Getting to all her classes!” Ron said. “I heard her talking to Professor Vector, that Arithmancy witch, this morning. They were going on about yesterday’s lesson, but Hermione can’t’ve been there, because she was with us in Care of Magical Creatures! And Ernie McMillan told me she’s never missed a Muggle Studies class, but half of them are at the same time as Divination, and she’s never missed one of them either!”

Harry didn’t have time to fathom the mystery of Hermione’s impossible schedule at the moment; he really needed to get on with Snape’s essay. Two seconds later, however, he was interrupted again, this time by Wood. - Prisoner of Azkaban

It’s Ron who understands that Hermione is driving herself mad. Ron, not Harry. Bye, can’t hear you over the canon facts.

“I don’t believe it!” Hermione wailed. “Was Professor Flitwick angry? Oh, it was Malfoy, I was thinking about him and I lost track of things!”

“You know what, Hermione?” said Ron, looking down at the enormous Arithmancy book Hermione had been using as a pillow. “I reckon you’re cracking up. You’re trying to do too much.”

“No, I’m not!” said Hermione, brushing her hair out of her eyes and staring hopelessly around for her bag. “I just made a mistake, that’s all! I’d better go and see Professor Flitwick and say sorry... I’ll see you in Divination!” - Prisoner of Azkaban

Later on...

Hermione looked down at her hardly touched plate of food, then put her knife and fork down upon it and pushed it away from her.

"Oh c'mon, 'Er-my-knee," said Ron, accidentally spraying Harry with bits of Yorkshire pudding. "Oops - sorry, 'Arry -" He swallowed. "You won't get them sick leave by starving yourself!"

"Slave labor," said Hermione, breathing hard through her nose. "That's what made this dinner. Slave labor."

And she refused to eat another bite.

[…]

"Treacle tart, Hermione!" said Ron, deliberately wafting its smell toward her. "Spotted dick, look! Chocolate gateau!"

But Hermione gave him a look so reminiscent of Professor McGonagall that he gave up. - Goblet of Fire, chapter 12

Dinner was a subdued affair that night. Harry and Ron did not talk much, but ate with gusto, having studied hard all day. Hermione, on the other hand, kept putting down her knife and fork and diving under the table for her bag, from which she would seize a book to check some fact or figure. Ron was just telling her that she ought to eat a decent meal or she would not sleep that night, when her fork slid from her limp fingers and landed with a loud tinkle on her plate. - Order of the Phoenix, chapter 31

Hmm, now it looks to me that Harry is mostly oblivious to Hermione and it’s Ron who’s taking care of her. But hey, “hArMoAnY” I guess!

Ron's humour gets on Hermione's nerves 

Fake news, it’s actually Harry’s humour that Hermione doesn’t like.

Really, just read this essay, written by someone who actually read the books without cherry-picking them, it should show you how blatanly wrong you are.

her cleverness does the same to him. 

*deep breath*

WHY YOU ALWAYS LYIIIIIIN, WHY THE FUCK YOU LYIIIIIIN, OH MY GOD STOP FUCKIN LYING

Again, a comprehensive list of BOOK QUOTES because I’ve dedicated too much time to proving you wrong: https://www.quora.com/How-many-times-has-Ron-Weasley-supported-Hermione-and-told-her-how-amazing-and-talented-she-is/answer/Issy-Dodds

Anyway Anon...

Your ‘Harmony’ is built on a pile of lies, blatant Ron Weasley erasure and a creepy fetishistic obsession with making a teenage girl look like she’s the ideal life partner for a guy who blatantly does NOT want her to be his life partner. Yall have issues.

[spring-picnics]

🦀 - isn’t he a cute crab?

give me a few facts about you and I will ship you with someone and make you a moodboard or headcanons about your relationship. remember to include your sexuality and for what fandom.

Sooo here's a bit about me-

My personality type is ENFJ

Even in group projects or generally I tend to become the leader, like literally.

I am a BIG hopeless romantic person. I believe that there might be a person made for me, blah blah.

I like wearing skirts, dresses, gowns, jumpsuits, anything! I really don't care about comfort in dresses if I am going out cuz fashion comes first 💅

I am a Ravenclaw sooo I am witty, creative, all that.

I am pretty lazy, but mostly a workaholic.

I am a BIG fan of coffee!!! ☕

I am very talkative.

I am a BIG extrovert.

I am super confident during like speeches and like basically talking in meetings/school, etc.

(Idk have I already sent one, if I haven't then you can use)

Love youu <33

Ron weasley!!!

- you were loud, and bold, and everyone knew you. So when you said something, people heard and when you said that you were one of the best at chess, people believed you.

- one of those people was Harry Potter, son of Lily and James potter (but more importantly, Ronald weasley’s best friend). And when he heard, he would not shut up about it.

‘You know, I heard she’s good at chess. Bet she’s better than you, Ron.’

‘Shut up Harry!’

- let’s just say that Ron was not a fan of you… but it was all fine, until your best friend, Bee, had a say in it…

‘Please!!! I just want to spend time with Hermione, I really like him. All you have to do is challenge Ron to chess and I can make my moves!’

‘I doubt that will work, but fine, bee. Don’t forget though, you owe me!!’

- so you did what anyone would do for a friend: embarrass yourself and do something stupid so they get a chance with their crush.

- you challenged him in the middle of charms, while flitwick went to help professor lockharts class get back under control, you shouted the following:

‘Ron! I hear you’re the best at wizard chess. Bet you can’t beat me!’

- let’s say you deeply regret it, because now it is 11pm, most of your friends are gone and both you and Ron are knees deep in existential crises.

- questions like why am I not beating her and wow why is her hair so pretty run through Ron’s head, while you are trying to figure out what to do next because you are panicking.

- fast forward another hour, hermione and bee are asleep on top of each other, Harry is trying to figure out what Ron is thinking, because he figured out how to beat you seven moves ago and you are trying to make an excuse to leave while Ron plans a way to ask you out after ‘losing’ the game.

- you manoeuvre your queen to certain death when you hear a sleep deprived Ronald Weasley say the worst pickup line you have ever heard:

‘Making you mine would be my second crowning achievement, the first would be winning this game.

- and you are so in shock with that subtle brag and bad line that you burst out laughing, which leads to one date and two and eventually so many more.

- all to that one trashy line… and a bad chess game.

[ayatosmlktea]

best boyfriend series | bokuto

A/N: thank you very much bri for making this banner after I gave up! We all know bokuto is the worlds best boyfriend, and if you don’t agree I hope this convinces you!

Tags: @bakugoustanaccount @hoekaashi

I got really carried away with the backstory aha oops

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- You and bokuto meet your first year of high school, you happen to get stuck together during orientation and you like his talkative extroverted nature

- You end up being in the same homeroom together while you situate yourself in a seat near the back of the class by the window bokuto makes his way over to you and sits down next to you

- You guys shared one other class, science, one of your better subjects and one of his worst, so you spend lots of time helping him understand the work

- The humour flows really well between the two of you, you enjoy his company as much as he enjoys yours and more than once you guys get called out for goofing off too much

- Lots of moments are spent where he’s making you laugh so hard you have to keep it all in and your cheeks burn from how hard you’re smiling

- You guys text each other outside of class, he asks for help doing the english homework which results in you guys calling each other and laughing over him pronouncing the vocabulary

- He finds your laugh the cutest thing he’s ever heard and goes out of his way to make you laugh ever opportunity he has

- He asks you to come to a few of his volleyball practices - to show off obviously- he lives for the praise you give him but you know this so you often tease him for his mistakes just to see him pout although you’re always sure to remind him that he’s talented

- During his games when he nails a really good spike he’ll search you out in the crowd after and seeing you cheer him on excitedly makes him feel like he could play 100 matches and not get tired

- It’s the end of his second year when bokuto begins to realize that he likes you as more than a friend, that the erratic beating of his heart is because he has feelings for you that go deeper than platonic friendship it makes him nervous

- He starts to notice the things he didn’t pay attention to before like the way you bite your bottom lip when you’re deep in concentration or the way your eyes shine when he makes you laugh

- The nervous shy smile you get when he pulls you into him so you don’t get bumped into in crowded spaces

- He’s never gotten jealous over another guy touching you before but Konoha clearly trying to flirt with you sparks something in him to make you his

-Bokuto starts to think about how his life would be if you weren’t in it and comes to the realization that you’re different from his other friends, he sees you as something more but he’s scared to ruin the relationship you have and doesn’t think you would ever think of him that way

- Spends the entire summer thinking about being in a relationship with you and there were many times he hyped himself up to text you and tell you but every time he backed out

- He doesn’t think you’re in his league, especially when you showed up on the first day of your third year looking like an absolute goddess, you guys hadn’t hung out at all that summer and he almost didn’t recognize you

- Your smile is different than before, it makes his whole body tingle with nervous excitement, its brighter like you’ve become more confident in yourself and he can see why

- He thinks you’re absolutely radiant

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- The day he asks you out comes when you’ve stayed late after school to work on a project

- You both finish at the same time, he insists on walking you home like he’s always done before

- You hadn’t planned on leaving this late and were met with a cold wind upon exiting the building

- Bokuto quickly bounded up to you offering you his volleyball jacket which you gladly took without a second thought, it was something you’d done a hundred times before but this time had Bokuto wishing that he could grab your small hand in his and pull you in for a kiss

- “Bo? You good?” you inquire waving your hand in front of his face calling his attention back to the present

- You notice that he’s fidgeting more than usual and he looks ..kinda constipated

- You were no stranger to calling Bokuto out when he started getting weird and in his head so you stopped walking and turned to face him telling him to spill whatever was on his mind

- Bokuto’s eyes widen clearly not expecting to have been called out so soon, you can see the uncharacteristic indecisiveness swimming in his eyes and it makes you start to feel uneasy

- You were expecting him to say something about not wanting to be friends anymore, you knew you had changed over the summer and maybe he didn’t like who you were now

- What you weren’t expecting was for him to practically scream a confession at you

- When he was done you both stared at each other, you not knowing what to say and in shock at the fact that the guy you’ve had a crush on for 3 years has confessed that he feels the same way you do

- Your silence is his eyes indicates rejection and he feels as though he’s been kicked in the gut but he tells you to forget what he said and shoves his hands in his sweater pockets mentally berating himself for being stupid enough to think you would like him back

- You reach out and grab his elbow stopping him from walking away, you don’t say anything and instead stand on your tiptoes to place the softest kiss on his lips

- Both of your faces heat up but neither of you move away from each other, you whisper that you like him too and have liked him for years and he can’t help but laugh in relief

- He pulls you into a hug and spins you around before holding your face in both his warm hands and kisses you again making your headspin and your heart race

- The next day all your friends are relieved when you show up to school holding hands claiming that watching the two of you pine over each other so obviously and not doing anything about it was painful

- Bokuto as your boyfriend!!!! finally

- Bokuto is your #1 hype man, for everything

- Doesn’t matter how big or small it is he’s always happy when you succeed

- Every time you post a selfie on instagram he’s always the first one to comment in all caps exclaiming how beautiful you look

- Also the kind of boyfriend to make you stop when you guys go out so he can a bunch of pictures of you, tells you to pose, tells you how pretty you look with the sun making your skin and eyes pop

- He kisses you every chance he gets, just peppers your face with kisses because his heart is overflowing with so much love for you that he doesn’t know what to do with himself other than to express it through kissing you

- Loves skin to skin contact, when you’re lying in bed together he’ll lift your shirt up and press your back against his chest with his arms cuddling your stomach

- Screenshots every snapchat you send him, even the ones you think are ugly because he thinks you always look beautiful especially when you’re being dorky

- He loves going for hikes, being the active person that he is he’d def be down for a lot of outdoor activities

- Kuroo still has the pictures on his phone from when you all went down to the lake for the weekend and Bokuto tipped your kayak over. At the time you had been anything but happy with your clothes and hair soaking wet but the memory of it now made you chuckle

- Your size difference is his favourite thing about the relationship, you’re so small you barely reach his shoulders and it makes him feel fuzzy inside knowing that only he gets to hold you close against his big beefy chest

- Insists on paying for literally e v e r y t h i n g

- It doesn't matter how much money you make, he always wants to treat you because you’re his baby, don't bother trying to fight with him bc you're going to lose

- Not only can he physically overpower you from being able to read the machine to pass your card but he’ll just pull some shit out like “can’t a guy treat his beautiful girlfriend?”

- If you mention in passing something you’ve been craving like food/candy/snacks etc he’ll go get it for you, if he notices you are looking at something you've been wanting to get yourself for a while but are hesitating bc its too expensive or you don't think you deserve it - you got it, he’s going to buy it for you

- Everyday is valentine’s day for Bokuto so there’s never a day you don’t feel loved and cherished, he buys you new flowers every week with a cute note attached saying something he loves about you

- On the actual day, he just sees it as an excuse to go all out for you, breakfast in bed, your favourite chocolates and/or candy waiting for you in the kitchen, obviously he’s gonna insist on waking you up with his favourite meal...if you know what I mean

- He insists on picking you up from work when he has the chance, especially if you’re working late

- When he has to leave early for practice he spends the few moments he has between waking up and getting dressed to cuddle you, buries his face in your neck and enjoys the sound of you snoring softly

- Always kisses you goodbye, one on your forehead and one on your lips

- Sends you a good morning text so you wake up to something happy because he knows you get sad when you wake up and he’s gone all day

- If he has to leave the city for a game or something else work related he makes sure his side of the bed smells enough like him that isnt overpowering but is enough for you to hug while he’s gone and have some comfort

- Sends you pictures everyday until he’s back and while you learn to cope with him being gone he nevers sleeps right without you

- He misses you even more than you miss him, he’s a clingy baby and needs your validation that you love him as much as he loves you

- Everyone gets insecure sometimes, including Boktuo and when he’s having one of those days all he wants to do is lie his head down on your chest while you play with hair and cuddle

- Bokuto is the kind of guy who knows he’s going to spend the rest of his life with you, I feel like depending on his mood he’s either antsy to propose or he’s not in a rush because he’s enjoying the lives you two are leading right now

- He’s had the ring he’s going to use to propose to you with for a solid year before it happens

- I also feel like he’d do some shit like pull the ring out while you’re not looking and take a picture to show you on the days leading up to the proposal

- He’ll take you to the beach to watch the sunrise with you and although you’re cranky and complaining that it’s too early to be awake you know the view will be worth it

- What you aren’t expecting is for him to get really serious as the first splashes of blue and pink hit the horizon while he talks about how he never imagined you’d become so important to his life

- He recalls the moment he fell in love with you, it wasn’t anything romantic or particularly cute and it was a little embarrassing now that you think back on it but he remembers the two of you joking around during lunch and him making you laugh so hard you snorted out milk through your nose

- He doesn’t know what it was about that moment but it had stuck with him all these years, he talks about how he wants to spend every morning waking up to you, bed head and morning breath and all

- He thanks you for being so patient with him during his time growing up in high school, he tells you he’s grateful you were there for him when he was feeling the worst about himself

- He starts to choke up as he talks about knowing that he wants the spend the rest of his life with you and that he’ll spend everyday making you the happiest woman alive and making sure you know how loved and appreciated you are

- By the end you’re both crying and when you choke out a yes he grabs you into a tight bear hug and can’t stop smiling the rest of the day

[yayteaberry]

*SFW* Sunflower (Momo)

In retrospect, you may have had a crush on Momo from the moment you officially met her. That would’ve been your third year of school, when you came to Japan.

You were born in America but the hero programs in any state didn’t compare to UA, so your parents moved to Sakai to pursue your education in the hopes that it’d give you an edge. And that’s how you met Momo, instantly making friends with her as she seemed like she needed one.

Naturally you’ve always been extroverted, Momo being a more reclusive child meant that it was a perfect contrast of excitability to her peacefulness.

For some reason you were enamored with her, you’d follow her to the ends of the earth if she asked it of you. A strong bond formed that way, that promise to be there for each other goes both ways. Honestly you might be in love with her at this point.

It’d be difficult to say you weren’t, everything she did seemed perfect to you. She’s incredibly smart, adorable near constantly, admirable in her goals, there isn’t a thing you would change even if you could.

Today has gone the usual pace, extremely boring until combat training, and extremely boring after. Taking English seems a little unnecessary to you right now, but you do understand that a large part of marketing depends on western audiences since they’re the ones who tend to go overboard on obsessing over such things.

All in all, you find it worth it since Momo loves the current unit studying the Shakespeare play ‘romeo and juliet’.

“It’s just so romantic!”, Momo gushes before taking a sip of tea, “I can’t stop thinking about that quote, ‘A rose by any name would smell as sweet’.”

You nod, “It really is.”

The both of you are relaxing in the dorms common room, idly watching a show you’ve never seen before on TV. She’s sat next to you on the couch, legs crossed with her plate for her cup resting on her upper thigh, you sitting as unladylike as humanly possible per the usual.

“Roses are romantic in general, I’d hope to encapsulate their atmosphere of love and dedication. Maybe someday I’ll remind someone of one.”, she says wistfully.

You shake your head with a chuckle, “Well you’ve never reminded me of one, I think they’re overrated. You remind me of a sunflower.”

“Is that a crack at my height?”, she quips dryly, putting her cup down with a quiet ‘clink’.

“Nah, I’m pretty sure I’m an inch taller for one,”, you say passively as you sit up, invested in the fight scene playing out, “and for two it’s because of who you are as a person. They’re tall, sure, but nobody really thinks of that first when they think of one.”

“Well what do they think of?” She asks curiously, more focused on you than the TV.

“Warmth. Comfort. Strength. A rose is delicate, they need a specific type of dirt, a specific allotment of water per day or they’ll wilt and die. Sunflowers are resilient and function with anything thrown their way. They root themselves in rocky soil, they withstand hostile wind, it’s common for them to be the only sunflower in that particular spot despite all those aesthetic pictures of ‘em in fields.” You aren’t thinking about what you’re saying, just letting it all flow freely without the usual censoring you do. “They’re a beautiful flower no matter what, but they handle themselves with a composition that roses couldn’t ever hope to achieve. When I think of a rose I think of a borderline sickly and needy little thing, when I think of a sunflower I think of tenacity and adaptability.”

Too absorbed into the show, you don’t see the pink across the bridge of her nose or the way her eyes are wide open, unsure of how she should respond, so she doesn’t. You barely remember you’ve said anything at all, time passing smoothly for you.

Though you lose interest once all the action is over, turning to see what Momo is up to since she’s been quiet for a while. Like she usually does when lost in thought, she’s got her eyebrows knitted together as she stares a hole into the carpet, drumming her fingers along her cup.

“Whatcha thinkin about?”, you ask as you scoot closer to her, breaking her out of her mental labyrinth.

She blinks a few times and offers an odd laugh, “O-Oh! Nothing, just… Nothing! It’s nothing.”

“Okay?”, you say with a drawn out O, “You absolutely sure it’s nothing?” 

With a nod she stands, dropping the cup's plate onto the floor. She swipes it up before you can even bend over for it, hurriedly shuffling off towards the dorm kitchen without another word.

You just sit in place, seriously confused over the abnormal behavior.

… Did what’s playing on TV bother her? Sometimes she thinks about the logistics of certain things too hard but there’s nothing that happened that should upset her like that.

After a solid ten minutes passes and she doesn’t return, you follow her into the kitchen to see if she’s still there.

She is, just as you suspected, leaning against the counter with a hand at the side of her face as she’s gotten lost in thought again.

"Hey?", you say to announce your presence, which doesn't work to get her attention so you stand beside her and give a concerned hum, "Momo?"

That works well enough, her jumping slightly. "Y-yes?"

 "Are you okay? You're not usually like this, what's wrong?", worrying for her well-being leaks into your words, tone drenched with it.

"... It's just...", she pauses to give a frustrated grunt at her inability to express herself how she internally wants, "Just, I can't stop thinking about what you said."

Your heart sinks into your stomach at that, what did you say to her!?

"I guess I didn't see how much I feared that I was fragile, I tend to stiffen up sometimes and I'm more sheltered than others because of my well off background. It means a lot that you said what you did, validates me more than I thought I needed." She smiles and sighs, "More so, I don't understand why it's making me react like this." It's now that you notice how her cheeks are tinted pink, her awkward posture adding to her cute appearance.

"Huh, I'm glad I could help you feel better then.", you say as you force your eyes off of her and onto the coffee pot across the room. 

"Hearing that was nearly hypnotizing, I couldn't stop staring at you!", she giggles as she speaks, "It's like that made me fall in love with you even more!" At first you were going to laugh with her but that second sentence has you frozen, sight locked onto her as you turn bright red. 

She meets your eyes and neither of you can do anything now, locked into a standstill as her words hang in the air. You're looping it over and over in your head already, only able to remember bits and pieces of what you'd said to her earlier despite how desperately you're tugging at your memory.

Does... She feels the same..?

You open your mouth to speak but only huff with a nervous chuckle, rubbing at the back of your neck as your brain turns to mush. A second attempt proves just as successful, until you decide to just go for it. Fuck it, you've been holding back on this for years now.

"Momo," you say tenderly as you take both of her hands into yours, "I think... N-No, it's definite, I know that how I feel about you is concrete."

Her eyes glance down to your lips briefly, tempting you to do the same, finding that it makes you light headed to indulge in thinking about how plush her lips are. She takes care of herself extremely well, her skin is always so ungodly soft and you know those lips have to be the same, it's a guilty pleasure of yours to daydream about what it'd be like.

Here's your chance.

Taking the lead, you lean in close with hesitance, gauging her reaction. Like a deer in headlights she stands in place, though when you stop moving you notice that she'd been leaning in too. Your heart feels like it might pop from the tension, her hands squeezing yours in anticipation.

"Heya, kero.", chirps Tsuyu as she wanders into the kitchen innocently, not noticing the moment she was now a part of because she's making a line straight for the fridge, unaware of the position you're in.

Just as your lips brush against hers you recoil to turn towards your friend, letting go of Momo as you turn tomato red, ears burning with embarrassment.

"Hi!", you nearly shout back with way too much volume, smiling tensely, taking a step away from Momo.

Tsuyu grabs a can of soda and closes the fridge, opening it as she looks directly at you both. "... Is everything okay here?"

"Yes! Perfect! Couldn't be better!", you nearly cut her off with your over-enthusiastic response. You go to spare Momo a glance only to watch as she flees the scene, making you jealous and lonely at the same time.

Tsuyu hums sarcastically, “Sure. Better go say something to her before the moment passes.”

“What moment?” Even you have to admit that you’re a terrible liar.

She rolls her eyes as she pops the tab on her can, calmly walking towards the common room.

You give yourself a second to panic before you lightly jog towards the girls wing, knowing she’s likely smothering herself in her bed right now.

When you get to her door, you find yourself hesitating.

She’s your best friend! You can totally talk to her about this!

… Except that you just confirmed your feelings for her, something you’ve never talked about in any way.

Neither of you have ever discussed having a crush with one another, it just didn’t happen intense enough to merit a conversation. You make a jokes about how you’re likely a lesbian, does that count?

Ah why is this so difficult! She was about to kiss you, she feels the same way you do! Unless she didn’t… Oh god what if she wasn’t doing anything because she wasn’t into it. Oh god! How can you ever be near her again if she actually did mean that comment as a joke?

Is that why she ran off? Does she need time alone? Would you be intruding? Is this crossing a line?

In the middle of your anxiety digging a hole into your brain, her door opens, snapping you out of it.

There she stands, as pink as ever, fidgeting with her hands as she keeps her sight firmly on the floor. You try to say something but your words catch in your throat, rendering both of you useless for the moment.

“I-I think I’m in love with you!”, in blurt-mode you say that at an unacceptable volume for such a phrase, hands balled at your sides to help you force it out. “No one compares to you in my life, t-there’s never been anyone like you that I’ve even heard about! And, and I just, god, Momo I wanna kiss you so bad it’s stupid,”

Like a caveman pouring her heart out, you put it all on the table, awaiting the response of the potential love of your life. She’s not fragile physically but emotionally she really can be, for a moment you contemplate whether you ruined everything by being so upfront.

Though it’s all dismissed when she surprises you by closing the gap and kissing you, grabbing at your forearms to keep balance. Your eyes are wide, secretly enthralled by how determined her expression is, her eyes tightly closed.

When she pulls away you follow closely to give her one of your own, face aching from the continual blushing you’ve done for the last ten minutes. She doesn’t stop you, soft hands cradling your jaw as you wrap your arms around her, her knees going weak prompting you to take a few steps into her room to keep her standing. 

This time you allow her to pull away, heart once again dropping to see that she’s on the verge of tears. “Are you okay?”, you ask as you loosely let go, not moving any.

“Y-Yeah! I um…”, she clears her throat, blinking away at the water blurring her sight, “For so long I’ve been so scared you didn’t feel the same, a-and I got scared I was projecting onto you. But, this is happening, and… It feels really good…”

You’re moved by that, sniffling with a wide smile. “Jeeze, and here I was thinking the exact same thing. Kinda dumb of us both, huh?”

From the doorway Mina laughs, “We’re lesbians, I think it comes with the territory to be stupid.”

“God damn, is every girl here gay? My gay-dar doesn’t work at all.”, you ask yourself with a huff, pinching at the bridge of your nose.

Momo shoves her face into your shoulder and mumbles to herself, “Why can’t we just be alone…”

“Wait! How long have you been there!”, you ask with confusion, turning to look towards your pink friend.

“Like two seconds, I just sensed something happening when I heard yelling and had to come see! I’m so glad you two talked things out, it was so intense waiting for this.”, she says with the usual excitement reserved for a reality show.

“Are - were we that obvious?” Incredulous, you raise your eyebrows as you sift over what this all must’ve looked like from a distance.

“Mhm”, she takes her cellphone out as she talks, “I thought you guys were already dating until I found out you weren’t! Everyone is gonna be psyched!”

“Everyone!?”, both you and Momo exclaim, filled with dread at the prospect of becoming a piece of gossip to be spread around. Well, spread around for the second time apparently.

[satoriberry]

heyy^^ could I ask for a romantic match up with a haikyuu boy? ://)

I'm a girl and use she/they pronouns (but I prefer they/them), I'm 18 and I'm demi- & pansexual.

I'm an entp/intp and I'd say I'm a open minded and kinda funny person. I tend to be extremely shy when I'm not comfortable with people but when I'm with people I trust I'm the most extrovert person in the room.

When people annoy me or hurt people I love I can get damn mad in seconds.

Others say I'm very loyal and a good listener. They also see me as responsible (and I dont understand why, because I act kinda childish sometimes)

If I'm interested in something I can lose myself in it really quickly.

I really like science (especially chemistry & astronomy) and video games and my hobbies are skying, skating, volleyball and cooking.

My favourite song changes from time to time but some of my all time favourites are video games (by the young professionals) and serotonin (by girl in red)

Thank you so much and have a nice day!

A mystery person looking for love chose me as their matchmaker! Let's see what they're getting...

↬ Berry's note: thank you for sending in a request lovely anon!! also dw, i got your second message so its all good ( ๑>ᴗ<๑ )

You've been destined to be with none other than charismatic Oikawa Tooru himself! Wanna learn more?

- First of all, you two make such a cute duo [jealous] </3

- BUT LET'S GET INTO IT! First of all, getting to know each other. You're shy with strangers, right? Oikawa's perfect for that! He's such a lively and extroverted boy, so he tends to start conversations with people (and keep then going).

- The way he first notices you, it could've been anything. Maybe he saw you sitting alone reading, maybe you were discussing practice with your volleyball teammates (if you're in the club) or maybe he just overheard you making a really funny joke with a friend.

- Whatever it was, it caught his interest so he approached you once before his volleyball practice started. You were caught off guard because 1) wait omg no he's talking to me and 2) omg it's oikawa? Not blushy kind of shy, you just weren't expecting his company.

- He looked so jolly (and for what?) while asking you questions to get to know you. Your name, class, extracurricular activities, mutual friends possibly? He rambled on and on to prolong his time with you that he didn't sense Iwaizumi walking up behind him.

- "Y'know that one old chemistry teacher? I had her this morning and sh- OUCH??"

- Yeah, Iwaizumi used Volleyball-to-the-head™, it was super effective. Needless to say, he had to leave but before leaving, he waved you goodbye with a huge grin.

- After this first meeting, you two started to interact more and more often. After getting to know you, he discovered that not only are you nice and really friendly, you're genuinely so funny and being around is never a bore.

- You two have the same childish humour, and sometimes it's like you two mentally communicate elaborate bullshit ideas every 2 seconds (please leave iwaizumi alone, he'll die if Oikawa and Oikawa's partner in crime start to mess around)

- He likes to take you out on nature walks or stargazing, and if he's feeling funky, he'll take you to an arcade. He'll try to impress you by attempting to win a 10k token plushie (he didn't succeed in the end, instead, you won a duck plushie and gave it to him).

- And it's not surprising that at this rate, he started to really like you <3

- And after a while, he confessed his feelings to you. He didn't leave out the parts on how seeing you walk through the school gate always made him feel giddy, how he would giggle when he reads your messages, how gazing at your face while you do your homework in his room always sent his heart into a frenzy. He really poured his heart out.

- And let's just say, you two hit it off >:]

- Now let's start with the adorable stuff <3

- Ok first of all, TREATS YOU LIKE A GODDESS AND WILL NEVER DISRESPECT YOU. SERIOUSLY!!! You mean so much to him so he wouldn't even imagine hurting you in anyway :(

- LOVES taking walks with you in parks and around ponds. Will hold your hand the entire time (kisses the back of your palm before doing it <3)

- PLANETARIUM DATES!!! If I'm not wrong, it's canon he likes aliens, and you like astronomy right? Perfect sense to buy two tickets and spend your day in a planetarium together. His eyes would be like saucers the entire time and everytime 5 minutes, he goes, "Oh my god Y/N-chan, look at these!!! :0"

- During school days, will frequently invite you over to his house to spend time together, play video games, watch silly videos, watch reality TV together or volleyball matches when he feels like it.

- Speaking of volleyball, he'll bring you with him to practice! Will wink at you continuously and shows off his skills (pls cheer for him). If he's up to it, he'll play a 1-1 with you in the local neighbourhood park on your way back home.

- THINKS YOU'RE SO COOL WHEN SKATING!!! YOU COULD BE FALLING OFF AND HE'LL GO, "Omg Y/N you're so awesome :D!". PLEASE TEACH HIM TOO!

- Even the basics are enough for him. Also if you hold his hands while guiding him, chances are he'll start to blush. You're just so impressive and the praise you're giving him is too much for his heart to handle <3

- Ok ok, we all know Oikawa has a problem with limiting himself and always overworks himself. He's aware of that, but he doesn't think anyone wants to hear him talk about it.

- Except, you're there for him. It takes him a while to open up but, after he does, he never goes one day without thanking you. For reassuring, for scolding him when he needs it, for caressing him whenever he gets injured. For being there for him :]

- In return, he'll shower you with so much affection and loving words. He'll always check up on you, whether or not something bad happens.

- Reminds you of things if you forget them! You lost your notebook? He'll help you rewrite your notes and lessons. You have an important assignment due tomorrow? He'll help you with it, even if it means half-assing it. He's always there to assist you and make your life easier, just like how you made him happier.

- In conclusion, Oikawa would fly to the moon and back just to see you happy <3.

Runner ups!

➵ Sugawara Koushi (was so close to choosing him)

➵ Kozume Kenma

➵ Kuroo Tetsurou

↬ Berry's after-writing note: *fucking dies* MY BAKER AND FLOWER LOVING S/O POSTS WERE SO LOVED??? HELP???? THANK YALL SO MUCH. also thank you so much for sending in your request anon!!! mwah mwah :>

[staywritten]

A Chance│Lee Know

Synopsis: You fall the heartbreaker. College!AU

Genre: Slow Burn, Angst (if you squint), Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 3k

You and Minho had a somewhat complicated relationship. The two of you became close during your senior film course last semester. It was an unlikely friendship that happened over countless late-night editing of your short film. Meeting up before and after class became such a routine. At first, you thought of him as a bit of a nuisance but he really did wear you down. 

Minho was the star midfielder on the football team, the charming and handsome actor staring in most of your school’s productions. He was well-liked and always the center of attention. You, on the other hand, did your best to fade in the background. 

Minho found you hiding out in your usual spot, the mostly empty computer lab near the theater building. He grinned catching your attention-holding up a lunch bag. 

“Hey” he sat across from you with that annoyingly charming smile. “I brought you lunch” 

You tried your best to fight off the smile, but it melted when he slid the brown paper bag toward you. “I brought kimbap”

“Don’t you have something better to do” you unwrapped the kimbap shoving a piece into your mouth. 

“Unfortunately for you, I’m done with class and practice for today so I have an open schedule to bother you.” he leaned his head on his hand, smiling at you as you switched between eating and editing. 

“Is it good?” he quirked a brow, his tone teasing.

“Why does everything sound so dirty when it’s from you?” you turned to look at him, glaring at that smug look on his face. “You literally flirt with everyone”

“Get your mind out of the gutter sweetheart.” he scooted closer to you, placing a hand on top of your knee. “Besides, if I was flirting with you, you’d know” his eyes darkened as he watched you. 

“Noted” you whispered before shoving a kimbap roll into his mouth and knocking his hand off your leg. 

“What are you editing anyway?”

“I helped Moonbin film an acting reel, I’m just editing it for him.” you turned to look at him, feeling his mischievous glint. “Can you behave and let me do this?”

“Don’t I always behave?” he cocked his head to the side and winked.

“Almost never” you tried to ignore him as you edited the clips, eventually he stole one of the earbuds from you and placed it in his ear. His hand occasionally playing with your fingers as you edited with your left. 

“Are you cold?” he frowned, his fingers laced between yours. “Your fingers are cold…”

“Maybe a little, you know how they keep the computer lab.” you shrugged it off, you were almost always cold. 

“Here wear this” he grabbed his varsity jacket and draped it over your shoulders.

“Oh you don’t have to-”

“I want to.” he gave you a cheeky grin. “You look good in my clothes” You rolled your eyes before going back to your editing, but he was right. You really were warmer.  

It was comfortable, almost too comfortable. 

The next day Minho found you editing in the quad at a table under the tree. “There you are” he smiled bringing you water.

“You stalking me?” you smiled back, graciously accepting the water.

“Maybe you’re stalking me” he wiggled his brows. 

“Dream on lover boy” you scoffed. 

“What brings you to the wonderful outdoors?”

“A freshmen class hijacked my computer class”  you grumbled taking a bite of your instant ramen. He opened his mouth whining for you to feed him too. “And now you’re stealing my food” you laughed, giving him a mouthful of ramen. 

“My poor baby” he squatted beside you looking at your computer. A pout forming on his face once he sees that you’re still editing Moonbin’s reel. “Here’s an idea, how about you edit something for me?”

“You just wanna make me stare at you” you rolled your eyes.

“I do” he grinned. “I’m always staring at you, and you never look at me” he grabbed your chin, making you look at him. His beautiful dark brown eyes, dazzling you. 

“Do you ever get tired of teasing me?”

“Not at all” he grinned, showing off that bright gummy smile.

A few weeks and you still saw Minho as often as you did in class. He always found time in between his breaks to have lunch with you. He’d tease you, you’d shoot him down and you grew more and more comfortable in his presence. Admittedly you looked forward to your little lunch dates. Your alone time was cherished. 

You decided to visit campus on your day off. You had no classes and you were allowed to leave work early since it was pretty dead. You packed lunch with some food from work to surprise Minho with since he always did it for you. Looking in your hand mirror you smoothed down your hair that may have fallen out of place on your walk to campus. It was probably the first time that you bothered to do something new with your hair in a while. You even opted for a dress versus your usual comfy jeans. Did you want to admit that you may have developed a crush on Minho? No, but you weren’t gonna lie to yourself completely and ignore the little flutter in your stomach every time he looked at you.

You spotted Minho on the football field with his teammates. That same carefree smile on his beautiful face as he juggled the ball with his feet. 

You weren’t sure how to approach him, he was always the one to come to you. But you didn’t want to interrupt him or get him in trouble with his Captain or coach. Eventually, you settled on waiting on the bleachers until practice was over. 

The girls sitting on the bleachers eyed you, and suddenly you regretted sitting in such an open area. You watched Minho for a moment before looking at your phone, trying to distract from the obvious stares. You were terrified of social interactions especially when you didn’t know how to defend yourself. You knew what they were thinking. And you didn’t know the answer yourself; Why were you here? Why were you subjecting yourself to this? 

After a few minutes, you could still feel them staring, whispering. Maybe you should just go? It was better to save face and abort mission. 

You grabbed the lunch bag, and stood up, getting ready to hightail it out of there. 

“Hey” one of the girls called out to you. She was beautiful, slender, sharp features. You felt any confidence you have waiver. You tried to ignore her, pretend you didn’t hear her. Maybe she wasn’t even talking to you. She waved her hand in front of you, laughing. “Helloooooo`” she chimed playfully. 

You raised your head to meet her stare and felt yourself crumbling. “Y-yes?”

“I’ve never seen you around here before. Are you waiting for someone?”

Was this a trick? Why did she want to know? Why were you so paranoid? You nodded, finding it hard to keep up eye contact with her. 

“Sit” She sat back on the bleacher and pat the seat next to her. Your resolve crumbling instantly as you took your seat.  “You don’t have to be nervous, I’m Yeji, I'm the dance team captain. We share the field with the football team. Are you dating someone on the team?”

Your gaze shot up “N-No, I’m just friends with someone…”

Her smile brightened as she nudged you “Is it Minho?”

You looked like a deer in the headlights. Were you staring that hard? “I..” you faltered. 

“I see you guys in the computer lab sometimes” Her shining smile brightened as she looked at your dress. “I’ve never seen you wear something so cute, it suits you a lot”

“Oh…” It was all you could utter, your face was flushed from embarrassment. “Th-thank you”

“You guys are cute, did you bring him lunch” she wiggled her eyebrows, gesturing to your lunch bag. 

“Are you always so forward?” you laughed nervously.

“It’s part of the charm that comes with cheer” she winked. “Were you gonna leave?” she frowned. 

“I don’t think I should bother him…”

“Practice is pretty much over, I’m sure he’s hungry” she beamed “Don’t give up”

You nodded “Thank you Yeji...I think I needed to hear that.” you smiled, finally introducing yourself. Your anxiety becoming a smaller voice in the back of your head as you relaxed a bit more. 

“Well it’s nice to meet you, and I hope I get to see more of you.”

“Are you dating anyone on the team?”

“Ew, No” she laughed “That’s my brother, Hyunjin” she pointed to the goalie. “I’ve known these guys since I was in high school, they’re pretty much family.”

Hearing the coaches whistle, they wrapped up practice. Grabbing their gear and making their way toward the locker room. 

“Go Go, ask him now” Yeji patted your back. 

“Now?”

“Yeah before he goes inside.” she encouraged you, pushing you toward them. 

Now or never, right? You walked toward Minho, your anxiety eating at you before you called his name. 

He turned around, his widening as he saw you approach him. His lips turned upward in a smile seeing you in a dress. “What are you doing here?”

“I was just wondering...If you were busy after practice…” you chewed on your bottom lip, struggling to look him in the eyes. 

That familiar smug smile graced his lips again. “Oh? And Why’s that?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to have lunch with me…?”

Changbin and Han ran up to him “What’s taking you Hyung?” Changbin swinging his arm around Minho’s shoulders. “Oh who’s your friend?” he teased. 

Minho’s demeanor changed almost instantly, that playful glint gone, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. “No one. Let’s go.” he walked away first, disappearing in the building. The other two shrugging before following behind him. You stood stunned, he’s never brushed you off before. He’s never acted like that. 

Yeji ran over to you and smiled “What’d he say?”

“I don’t think he wants to have lunch with me?”

“Did he say no?”

You shook your head “He sort of just brushed me off”

“Maybe he was embarrassed” she grabbed your hand leading you into the building. 

“Yeji whyyyy?” you whined, letting her lead you “Why are you trying to help me?”

“Because I know you like him but you’re shy and I’m not gonna let you give us before you even try”

“But why?” 

“Consider me your local support extrovert” she giggled “And you’re so cute, and I don’t want you to give up” 

You pouted as she waited with you outside of the boy’s locker room, her hand wrapped around yours to make sure you didn’t leave. Her overwhelming confidence in you did help, even if it was a little. 

The voices in the locker room echoed as you could hear one particularly loud voice inside. “Minho-Hyung who was that girl? She your girlfriend?” You couldn’t hear his response, but you did hear the faintest scoff. 

“Yeah Hyung I didn’t know she was your type, She’s a little homelier than your usual girlfriends, still cute tho-”

“She’s not my girlfriend. She’s just a classmate.” his voice was getting closer and you felt your grip on Yeji’s hand loosen. “You guys know me. Since when am I into charity cases?” he laughed “She just edited something for me, that’s all.” You could hear a few more laughs before he continued. “Besides I like my women a little more glamorous-” his voice faltered as he turned out of the locker room. His eyes locked with yours. Your name a whisper on his lips.

You stood sunned, eyes filled with tears that you fought so hard to keep them from falling. You pulled your hand from Yeji’s grip. “I’m sorry I’m a charity case” you pushed the lunch box into his chest before running off. 

“Wait!” Yeji yelled out for you but you had already run out of the building. “You’re such an asshole” She glared at Minho before going after you. 

Minho raked his hands through his hair and groaned, clenching on to the lunchbox. He’d never seen you so broken. And he wanted nothing more than to run after you and tell you he was being stupid, but he didn’t deserve it. “I’m going home…” he grumbled before heading out in the other direction. 

When he got home, he tossed his bag on the floor and cuddled with one of his cats that greeted him. Opening the lunch box his frown deepened. It was such a cute meal, filled with all of his favorites, delicately placed in the lunch box.

He couldn’t shake you from his mind. He could pinpoint the moment your heart shattered. And it wasn’t that he didn’t like, he loved spending time with you, wearing you down until you smiled at him. Especially given how cold you were to him when you first met. You were just one of the few people that he felt like he could be himself around. It was easier going in when you just treated him like a classmate, you were tough on him, didn’t let him charm his way through the assignment. There was no need for him to put up the super nice guy front. He didn’t have to be Lee Minho, the star midfielder or Lee Minho the actor. He was just Minho the guy that liked to joke around and eat cheap kimbap from the convenience store.

You were frugal, mindful. College was expensive and it was easy to get wrapped up in spending money you don’t have. You were the only other scholarship student he hung out with. And while he loved his team, he couldn’t always swing those expensive lunches that their school sold, or afford to go clubbing all the time. It took all his penny pinching just to keep up the facade. The only way around it was to hang out with these glamorous rich girls that liked to dote on him.

He found comfort hanging out with the only other person that didn’t care who he was. 

And he went and broke your heart. He called you a charity case. 

When you so generously opened your heart to him. He needed to make this right.

He tried calling and texting you and even waited for you in the computer lab. It’d been about two weeks and he hadn’t run into you once. It was like you changed your entire routine with the sole purpose of avoiding him. 

It was only by chance that he saw you across campus walking with Yeji and Moonbin. Yeji waving goodbye to you before heading inside her class, before you and Moonbin disappeared inside the library.

Minho’s heart sank a little, it wasn’t that you were anti-social perse. You just rarely hung out with people outside of class. He moved before he could overthink it, finding himself watching the two of you study in the library. You excused yourself to go find a book and he followed. Should he be ambushing you inside of a library when he was pretty sure you wanted to curse him out? No, but was he running out of options? Yes. 

You ran your fingers along the spines of the book, searching the reference numbers when you heard your name being called. You knew the voice well. Your heart sank, your shoulders slumped. “What?” you answered, not bothering to look back at him. 

“Since when are you and Moonbin so close?” Idiot, he cursed himself he knew damn well the first thing out of his mouth should have been an apology but he couldn’t help it. It slipped out before he could stop himself.

You turned around to glare at him, incredulously. “Are you kidding me?” you crossed your arms over your chest.

“I just don’t remember you guys hanging out like this”

“Minho, believe it or not. Some people actually don’t mind spending time with me in public.” you huffed. “I guess being a charity case is only repulsive to you.”

“I’m sorry…” he closed his eyes taking a breath. “I didn’t mean any of that, I just-”

“Didn’t want the guys to know that you were friends with some poor, homely, scholarship student.”

“I- that’s not.” he sighed. “I love spending time with you-”

“As long as no one knows it”

“I was an idiot. An absolute idiot. And I panicked. The guys were teasing me, and you looked so pretty and you’ve never sought me out before...I was overwhelmed. I was an asshole.” he raked his hands through his hair, frustrated. “I just wanted them off my back...I never meant to hurt you.”

“But you did. You did hurt me and you did say that.” you sighed, rubbing your temples and closing your eyes. “Look Minho, I know you’re not a malicious person. But that’s all...I forgive you for your little outburst”

“So we’re good?” he smiled brightly grabbing your hand “We can go back to normal?”

“What? No, Minho. I forgive you saying that because you’ve never been that much of an asshole to me. But I’m not going back to hanging out with you. I don’t wanna give your friends a reason to tease you for hanging out with a charity case.” you scoffed. “I’m not gonna forget that you said it.”

“But I like you”

“And I thought I liked you but-”

“Hey, you get lost back here?” Moonbin laughed, turning the corner to see the two of you talking. “You ok?”

“I’m fine” you gave him a tight-lipped smile. “I don’t think they have the book, can we just share yours?”

“Of course, C’mon, let’s get back to studying” he ushered you away from Minho sensing the tense atmosphere, even amongst the hushed argument. 

“Three minutes please…” Minho whispered, his hand reaching out for yours desperately. “Give me three more minutes and you’ll never have to hear from me again...please…”

Your shoulders, slumped. “Fine...three minutes” you glance at your watch. “Moonbin, I’ll meet you back at the desk.”

He looked at you skeptically before nodding and walking off. “Call me if you need me.”

“Three minutes, starting now” 

“I like you a lot, and I know I was an asshole and I know you put yourself out there and I hurt you but I don’t wanna lose this.”

“And I didn’t want to be embarrassed in front of a bunch of strangers.”

“I promise I’ll never do it again...I just want a chance.”

“A chance at what? There isn’t an us to save. We were classmates, turned acquaintance. But even if I forgive you and we hang out again. I’m never gonna be the glamorous girl you want. I can’t afford to pay for you and go to ritzy clubs just so you can save face.”

“And I don’t want that...I want lunch under a tree...I want to share cheap ramen. I want the girl that doesn’t let me get away with anything” he grabbed your hand. “Do you really not like me anymore?”

“That’s not fair…”

“Because I really like you...And I know that if I let you walkway again you won’t give me a second chance...so please….” at some point he’d backed you against the bookshelf, a small sigh escaping your lips. 

“I can’t be what you want me to be.”

“But you’re what I need…” his nose brushed yours “I can’t stop thinking about you...and I love every moment of it…” his hand cautiously reached your face, he scanned your expression; desperately searching for permission. 

“Are you going to kiss me or keep staring?” your gaze fell to his lips. 

“How much time do I have left?” he smirked, glancing at your watch. 

“45 seconds…”

“More than enough time” he grinned pulling your lips to his, smiling into the kiss. It felt like such a heavyweight had been lifted. Both of you so insecure in the other’s feelings. Hiding behind walls, and avoiding a formal confession.

Your gripped the front of his shirt, not sure what to do with your hands. All you knew was that you wanted him closer somehow. You coaxed him into opening his mouth, by teasing his top lip between your teeth. The smallest of your whimpers, covered with his low groan. 

His fingertips traced your jaw subtly, holding you closer to him. You giggled into the kiss, eyelashes fluttering open against his cheek. “Your times up.” you nipped at his lips. 

“I’m going into overtime,” he whispered, pressing kisses along your jaw and under your ear. 

“I have to get back to studying” you whined, trying to cover your panting once you felt his teeth. 

“Don’t...don’t leave me again” his voice was so small and desperate. 

“Minho…”

“Be my girlfriend…”

“We haven’t even gone on a proper date, aren’t you getting ahead of yourself.” you held his face in your hands, squishing his pouty face. 

“Yeah, I am. But I want to try.”

“What if we spend more time together and realize it was just a crush and it doesn’t work out?”

“Then we break up. But I need to try…. I need to try and make this work…”

You laughed and shook your head. “Fine… Fine… we’ll try.” you pecked his lips again. 

There was no telling what tomorrow was going to bring, but you knew the least you could do was try. 

End. 

( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ  Hey Friends <3 I hope you guys enjoyed that long one shot. If you did let me know 

I’m also working on a rather long Social Media AU that I’ll be posting soon and hopefully updating daily. I’ll be posting a teaser for that in the next few days.

-D❍MI