#im an acquaintance. if i ask x question will you be mad at me? is y questions stupid??? what do i get to say?

[vagueiish]

anyone else have trouble talking to people bc they don't know what they're allowed to say???

[fish-gutssz]

first post!! (its a lis rant)

Ok I've been watching and consuming a LOT of lis content lately and I'm suddenly conflicted on Chloe

now I have always been a bae over bay person for a lot of reasons

1: like my friend always says when asked bae or bay "I just spent all that time and effort im not just gonna go back and let her die"

2: shes hot

3: I know she can be very annoying (I haven't really realized HOW annoying till now) but I've always thought she redeems herself at the end of the game

I've always thought these reasons were great! good enough for me to love Chloe as she is. buuuuuuut recently I watched a WHOLE ENTIRE VIDEO on why a person does not like Chloe.

The video made me realize soooooo much about what I don't like about Chloe and made me start thinking if I should even be picking her over the whole of Arcadia Bay

SPOILERS FOR LIS AHEAD!!

Okay so I have also been seeing a lot of videos around tiktok like those "do you think we're soulmates in every universe?" and its either cute, funny, cute AND funny, or angsty. The life is strange ones are just HEARTBREAKING when I say heartbreaking I'm talking found family trope but then the entire found family DIES in front of the person (or somthing like that). I mean imagine getting your heart ripped out of your flesh, muscle, and bones then it just gets stomped on, set on fire, stabbed, ect. I'm explaining too much but you get the point

one I saw was max saying the "do you think we're soulmates in every universe?" and I go to the next slide and it is Chloe saying: "is Rachel dead in every universe?" WHAT THE FUCK. this brought me to the brink of tears.

Then I made the mistake of opening the comments.

THE FIRST COMMENT the VERY FIRST made a tear fall from my face. I took a ss and can fucking quote it.

"it breaks my heart that as max i destroyed Arcadia Bay for her, but she would destroy max and Arcadia Bay for Rachel."

Hence my soul shattering into a million pieces.

The saddest thing is that this is 100% true, and it had not crossed my mind once.

One of the things the video brought up is Chloe, throughout the entire game guilt trips Max, if you do somthing she doesn't like, she gets mad at you for it and brings it up constantly

Let's take the phonecall from Kate for example, as Max at this point we very much know Kate is struggling, she's getting bullied, stalked, and questioned by David, she's being RELENTLESSLY harassed by Victoria and her posse and also just like most of the school (btw I do not trust anyone who ships Kate and Victoria. its literally bully x victim and it is not ok.) she's also just generally upset and feeling a lot of shame because of her video.

So we know she is in a time of need, she needs freinds and a support system at her side, the obvious option is to call her. (it literally brings her closer to death if you do not answer the call) Max tells Chloe that she needs to answer a call from a freind, Chloe literally responds to this by guilt tripping Max. Basically saying "oh wah! but maaaxxx! you havnt had time for ME me ME for years! but now you have time for some blackwell hoe?! TRAITORRRR" which oh my gosh I mean yes Chloe, Max didn't talk to you for a very long time but she has taken accountability for it and apologized, you have her NOW and can spend way more time with her doing whatever and definitely talking longer that a call. One singular phonecall won't mess that up, ALSO you have no idea why she's calling what if her dad just died YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT THAT HUH. there is just no reason to be a bitch about it and there's definitely no reason to scold your BEST FRIEND who has been NOTHING BUT NICE TO YOU SINCE YOU HAVE RECONNECTED.

The guilt tripping comes up a lot for frank, especially if you don't try and fail to shoot Frank in the junkyard she brings it up CONSTANTLY even though she is supposedly Max's best friend and anyone who even is acquainted with Max would probably be know by obvious hints how she feels about guns, Chloe isn't just an acquaintances with her she is her BEST FRIEND. Also Max littlerally tells Chloe that guns scare her and make her uncomfortable. Then Chloe expects her to littlerally SHOOT someone? she wants MAX a fucking kind and sweet person to potentially SHOOT somebody. Let me say this again she wants MAX to possibly take a LIFE and gets mad if she doesn't.

Thats not even the the beginning, she's just genuinely mean to Max the whole game when she doesn't get what she wants or hear what she wants to hear, then she lashes out at one of the only people trying to help her.

Although one thing I feel the video didn't touch on enough was the end, the end where Chloe DOESNT APOLOGIZE but she does show appreciation and genuine love for Max, although I feel even that then, she would still kill all of Arcadia Bay along with Max to bring Rachel back.

But also from a BTS perspective? We play as Chloe, She is still very much hurting still from her dads death, lowkey obsessed with Max but from her perspective (and I see why she's being irrational) Max has left her behind and she's all alone, then Rachel comes along and suddenly things get way more complicated BUT Chloe is happier, she isn't as lonley, and Rachel makes her feel complete. After the whole story thing is over the game implies that after that, Rachel and Chloe spend a LOT of time together. THEY ALSO HIT US WITH THAT GUT PUNCH OF THE PHONE IN THE DARK ROOM. So I'm just saying I SLIGHTLY understand Chloe perspective.

ty for reading :3

[joontier]

Subliminal in Scrubs | V1;  report ix

pairings: dr. jeon jungkook x female reader

chapter rating: NC-17 | genre: doctors! au; humor, romance 

warnings: swearing

word count: 1.8k

g/n: ((unedited skfslkdf)) also,,, i will be releasing Parallel Palpitations very soon [which features this Jimin hehehehe stay tuned for that] PLUS, im very excited to release the report x AHHHHHH send me your thoughts pleaseee 

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You open your new group chat first thing in the morning, wanting to check on Soomin and Jimin. Just yesterday, the two had informed you of their concerns separately, both worried over the same thing. Soomin’s mother wanted to hold a small congratulatory celebration for her daughter’s KMLE results, and her subsequent acceptance at Woocheon, so there was going to be a party exclusively for all tenants of the building at the restaurant just next to the cafe. 

The two hadn’t worked out their budding acquaintance, as you had practically forced them to greet each other the last time you were at the cafe, so you thought this might be a great way to have them start over their tricky relationship. 

As you’ve expected, both of them had even tried to convince you to come, in the hopes that a mutual friend could help diminish the awkward air around them. You’ve declined each of them politely, not wanting to intrude on their little get-together. Besides, (just like you hadn’t forgotten to mention to them), this was the perfect opportunity to get rid of this wall hindering their friendship (to which, both of them had also quite strongly disagreed upon). 

A mere three hours after their outpour of sentiments, as you’re rewatching episodes of Dr. Romantic with Chohee, the pair drunkenly call you, requesting a video chat. You’re pretty sure not one of them is aware of what’s happening, especially with Jimin refilling his shot glass every thirty seconds; Soomin speaking gibberish, and Chohee literally teasing them through the screen of your laptop and yet none of them seem to mind a damn thing about it. 

So, with hopes that each of them arrived home safely last night, you type in your text message. 

‘What is this place, really?’ you mutter to yourself, slightly regretting your decision to take the subway instead of a cab. You only ride taxis for places you’re not familiar with (such is the case with today) but you didn’t want to spend twice as much solely for transportation so you took the train to the building. 

Now you feel lost. You’ve just gone to the main entrance of the building, but there was scaffolding barring the entrance, and now you’re struggling to look for Entrance B with the singular tarpaulin saying “Please use Entrance B” and a faded arrow below pointing to the left. After a grueling ten minutes of asking people for directions and walking all over the place, you finally find Entrance B and hurry on your way inside. 

There’s already a small crowd forming where the directions for the processing of your license is posted, and you can’t seemingly read the directions all the way down with people clearly taller than you blocking the way. 

“What’s the matter? Can’t see the directions, smally?” 

Your instant recognition of his voice makes you hang your head low. You figure there’s no way you can get rid of this guy anytime soon. 

“Hello, Jungkook.” 

Why is it that he’s always there wherever you are? He couldn’t be stalking me, could he? 

Jungkook almost spits his water on the girl in front of him. Oh, so he heard your thoughts then. “Yeah, you wish, woman. I wouldn’t do that even if you had one million strapped to your neck.” You roll your eyes at him. 

“Wasn’t asking for any conditions for you to do that, but thanks for letting me know your thoughts.” 

“Awh, you mad, babe?” Shaking your head at him, you try to continue peering over everyone’s shoulder to check the post. “If it makes you feel any better, I would for two million though.” 

You were just about to retaliate with a smart comment, but you see a girl walking towards Jungkook while twirling her hair with her newly manicured fingers. “Jungkook-oppa, you’re here!” she says, hooking her arm on his elbow. 

Ah yes, it’s the same brat that kept defending Jungkook’s ass during the KMLE exam. “Why don’t you come with us? My mom works here,” her voice gets down to a whisper, but loud enough for you to hear. “If you come with us, you wouldn’t have to fall in line, then maybe we could have lunch together. 

Jungkook removes her hand from his, “No thank you, I’ll just wait here.” 

“With her?”

The audacity of this bitch. 

“Yes, with her.” Jungkook says, not skipping a beat. “She’s...better company.” Oof, that’s gotta hurt. 

You try not to show much of your currently soaring pride on your face, but you can’t help but clear your throat as a terrible disguise for a snort. The girl becomes silent after that, with most of her friends trying to control their facial expressions after Jungkook’s reply. 

“Fine then, your loss,” she says with a flip of her hair, then makes her exit. 

You're unsure what to do now as the girl has already left, and you’re also not sure if you’re entirely happy about being left with Jungkook now. “Why didn’t you go with her? Could’ve saved you a lot of time considering the people here.” 

Jungkook clenches his jaw, as if in thought. “I don’t like cheating. I believe that there’s a different value in the reward that comes with something you worked hard for.” 

You’re surprised. You really hadn’t expected this kind of quote, coming out of Jungkook out of all people, but you find yourself nodding as he speaks, quite impressed that you share the same principles. 

As the crowd starts to disperse, you and Jungkook finally get your turns to take a look at the poster. “Is it often?” 

“What is?” 

You point a thumb backwards towards where the girl had gone to, “Having girls throw themselves at you all the time?” 

“Oh that,” Jungkook chuckles, then gives you a lopsided smirk, “Yeah, that. Hadn’t realized being this hot was so tiring.” Squinting your eyes at him, it then again dawns on you that you shouldn’t even have asked him that sort of question at all. 

“You know,” he says, nudging your shoulder with his, “I’m quite jealous of you really,” your brows crease together. This can’t be good. “At least you don’t experience all of that, cause you know…” he says, gesticulating his hands over his face. 

He did not just insinuate that you were not...attractive at all. Huh. This bastard can wait for his license alone then. 

“Goodbye, Jungkook.” 

“Hang on! ________, wait! I was just messing with you,” Jungkook laughs, running after you.

The cashier is already scanning the last items on your grocery list by the time Jimin and Soomin had texted you that they were done with their licenses, and you three had agreed on meeting up by the mall’s concierge. It doesn’t take long before you all decide on having Italian for dinner, after seeing the restaurant nearest to where the concierge was. 

“Wait, it took you guys only half an hour?” you exclaim, recalling how you had to endure at least more than an hour with Jungkook as you waited for your licenses to finish. Thankfully though, the latter had other errands to run so you two parted ways as soon as you got your IDs. 

Jimin, always the gentleman, offers to get your group the utensils as well as a few condiments and spices you might need with your meals. “Soomin-ssi, do you know anybody else who’s going to Woocheon too?” he says, setting the silverware atop the napkins. 

Soomin thanks Jimin for the thoughtful gesture, sending a small smile his way. You squeal inwardly, wanting to know what happened last night for them to interact like this. “Um, also, I’m not so sure about the others who will be attending Woocheon too...I only got a glimpse of the list, sorry.” 

“Ah, no worries about that. So, how was the dinner party last night?” 

The two glance at each other, seemingly communicating with their eyes. Oookay, what’s going on between these two? What exactly happened last night? If they wanted to be alone, they could’ve just said so… 

“It was fun,” Jimin initiates, plastering  what seems to be a painfully wide grin on his face. Soomin nods along with him as she adds more, “Honestly, I don’t remember much about last night, but I do recall Jimin calling me ‘sajangnim’ the whole night. And I told him to not call me that, but Jimin here is a stubborn man.” 

“Yeah, you complained about that too last night,” you laugh, cutting your garlic bread into pieces. “Wait, what?” Jimin squints his eyes at you, “Were you there last night? How did you....” 

“I’m guessing you both don’t remember calling me last night too, didn’t you?” 

“We did?!” they say in unison, making your eyes go wide. “Did I do something stupid?” “Please tell me I didn’t say something I shouldn’t have?” 

“Hmm, well, it was quite the conversation last night,” you tease them, wanting to see how far this can go, “plus Chohee was there too so I have another key witness.” 

“What?” Jimin squeaks, lips pressing into a thin line, “what’s the key witness for?” 

“That, my friend, is up to you to remember and figure out.” You give each of them a wink, before turning your attention back to your pasta.  

Transferring all your groceries to one hand, you fish your keys from your purse, shaking it lightly to hear its jingle as you blindly course your fingers through your bag. As the elevator doors open, you see your neighbor down the end of the hall, trailing after a man. 

Ayoung hears the elevator bell ding and turns to your direction. She excitedly points her thumb to her back, mouthing ‘new tenant’ to you. She keys in her code and lets the guy in first. The moment he’s inside, she leans by the doorframe and whispers how hot the guy actually was and how much of a lucky neighbor you were going to be. 

You shake your head at her, leaving Ayoung to entertain her guest. Of course, not forgetting to pray that she manages to score you a hot man next door.

© joontier 2021

[stopbeingrude]

Warning rant:

( Sorry for any mistakes)

I have been seeing lots of Juvia/ Gruvia hate lately again. You know the same things :stalking, schtockholm syndrom , abuse..... yeah you know nothing new. I've also seen video on YT-(presentation) about why Gruvia is toxic made by psychology student ..........and i still can't believe on what i saw...

Ok first of all i can't imagine analyzing relationship of characters from shonen comedy anime where most od characters are potrayed as freaking CARICATURES , and not including the fact that they are well .... from comedy anime( really?). The person who made this video claimed, that their talked about gruvia with their teacher and they agreed with them about everything. I think this person is not aware that , when you discussing certain topic, you should be... OBJECTIVE. While analyzing characters , you're supposed to write/talk about them in objective way, it doesn't matter if you hate them or not. If i were to analize for example Gray or Gajeel, i would still mention their disadvanteges even though i adore both of those characters.

I decided to talk to my father who is also same kind of teacher , I wanted to know what he thinks about this. I told him about Fairy tail, lil bit about both characters in OBJECTIVE WAY , about their backstories and show some clips of them. He agreed with me( he's also a big anime fan and is well acquainted with various anime tropes). Fairy tail i SHONEN. COMEDY.ANIME. Very often many actions done by characters are strange, incomprehensible or even absurd ,so It's obvious that we should not take them seriously. The tropes where someone is madly in love, girls are getting accidently groped or someone loses their clothes are part of japanese comedy. Quoting someone: understand your media before you'll try to write something about them.

Besides do they really thing that Mashima would made supposed ,,sexual abuser "one of the main characters?

I was pretty calm till i saw slide about Juvia supposedly gaslighting Gray....

..... WTF people?

Why do they use term, they not understand meaning of ?

Yess sure ,Juvia trying to cheer Gray up after Ultear death is sure gaslighting, because sulking on sadness/ staying depressed is healthy as hell🤡

What really made me mad was saying that on the end of Tartaros Juvia gastlighted Gray on front of his parents grave ...i just...

Juvia holding Gray's hand is sexual harrasment, even though he innitiated it( dear God 😶). Also when Gray asked Juvia why She's holding his her , this person count this as a rejection??( Yeah i don't get how is this question suppose to mean rejection , but yyy you do you?). Ok. So let's say that i see model on magazine ,according to this person's logic this is sexual harrasment because She's not aware that i have her photo. It doesn't matter that She agreed to pose for this magazine. Yep totally makes sense😏. Stop acting like Juvia harrases Gray, he likes her company, he loves her.

Oh and apparently Gruvia fans harrased Mashima to make ship canon?? Eeh?? And he said it in interview ?? Where that came from ??Im not saying that all Gruvia shippers( shippers in general) are saints but the closest thing to harrasing Mashima were, people spaming about 100yq anime and some Gray x Lucy shippers ( no offense to Graylu's ) being mad at Mashima at the and of main series. I though that Mashima himself said that he likes this couple?

Another thing Gray being in love in Juvia does not ruin his character , it's didn't make him horrible person, or more stupid. So Gray is at his best when he is depressed, because being in love makes him boring buhh. Im not sure if they're aware but most people wants to find love/ start family . It's not really nothing odd

Going by those people logic all of fairy tail characters are sexual abusers , criminals ..

The best one at last... ,, Those who like Gruvia are not normal, many will say that..." when in reality those who critisize them are minority, cause in reality most people seems to like them or are neutral towards them.

I'm sorry this is so long , but whenever i write It always makes me feel better and i wanted to remind Gruvia shippers to not bother with this kind of people , they think that them having unpopular opinion makes them some kind of modern prophets. Let's just ignore those .

[oppabimbab]

are you mine? | jeon jungkook

genre: smut, fluff

starring: jungkook x reader

synopsis: jungkook knows how to shut you up and make you scream nothing but his name

words: 3648 words

tags: jealousy, daddy !kinks, handjob, riding! humping! car!fuck, slight dom jungkook, clit tease, unprotected s*x

side notes: this is originally from jinyoung’s fic but i changed the character to jungkook to fit the bts version. ignore this im bored.

**

You sip the remaining champagne inside the tall glass that you have been swirling for god-knows-how-long. Just as much as you love that alcohol, today it tastes like a motherfucking poison in your throat. It’s burning your tongue every time you swallow a drop—like a fire. Just like your heart.

From afar, You look at your boyfriend, Jungkook ,who is talking casually to bunch of his friends that he bumps to at the bar counter, not too far from your seats.

He looks as majestic as he always does—broad shoulder, long and toned legs, long and wavy hair, muscular arms and delicious torso.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with how your boyfriend behaves with his friends but what bothers you the most is that one bitch, who is always clinging to him from the first minute you come here to the party. And you had no idea why would you witness that in the first place.

Rose. That beautiful bitch. She always stands there beside him, chuckling at every words that come out from his mouth like he is some kind of comedian—moving her ass and exposing her boobs just to brush them against him while she gives the endless refilled wine to him. Let alone, staring at him while he smiles and laughing, like you don’t exist here. Fucking annoying.

Damn, is that a friend should do? You know for the fact that she is one of Jungkook’s acquaintances. He has been chanting that to you and you’re convinced enough but you can’t remember that, a friend should grind her body to her colleague like she wants to fuck him—that much. You’re positive until today when you clearly can’t hold the anger anymore.

When the last drop of the champagne touch your throat, you met her eyes. Her bitchy eyes along with the foxy smile, plastering all over her face before she scoots closer to Jungkook and on purpose, she ‘accidently’ makes herself fall on him—making her exposed boobs slightly brush on his arms.

Just how gentleman your boyfriend is, he looks shock and immediately helps her to get on her feet. Making her smile becomes wider, at you.

Seeing that, you can’t help but feel extremely intimidated and pissed. Not sure if it’s solely on that bitch Rose or your boyfriend. You inhale some air to calm yourself from the sight. You try to look unbothered by not giving any piece of damn at her, who is having fun drooling at your man.

For a matter of fact, Rose is extremely gorgeous. You can’t deny. She is a famous model that have her face plasters everywhere across the country. You know people swoon over her because of her beauty and sexiness every time she passes by, doing the bare minimum—or to simply said, she is the main star of this party. Everyone loves her. Everyone worships her. She is the definition of perfections. Just like him.

Now, that thought bothers you the most.

**

The ride is filled with silences from both of you and him as he drives back to the apartment that you have been sharing with him for the past 9 months. You’re not very keen to know whether he notices the changes in your behaviour ever since 30 minutes ago.

Well, You don’t feel like talking to him. At all. He asked you to come along to this party but why the fuck did he make you feel less—like you don’t belong there, as his girl. You’re not sure what he did wrong but when you saw him walking back to you at the table after almost touching other girl’s boobs, you immediately feel upset. Extremely upset. You’re pissed, annoyed, jealous and angry. You can’t bring yourself to talk to him at this moment.

And he seems like he doesn’t care about that. Good thing because all you want to do is to go back to sleep with this anger. You stare out of the window, completely silent.

“You’re giving an attitude,” he breaks the silence between you and him as the silence happens way too long. You cock your eyebrow and glance at him slightly before looking back out of the window.

“Excuse me?” you reply—trying not to sound annoyed or pissed even honestly, you want to scream at him.

He exhales some air before tilting his head at you, looking at your obvious frustrated face. You can feel his big hand snake on your exposed thigh, giving it a slow rub while the other hand is on the steering wheel.

“Mind to explain why you’re acting like this?” he sounds calm and serene—unlike you. You push his hand away from your skin without looking at him.

“Focus. I’m not in the mood, Jungkook,” you stop calling his pet names that he likes the most.

You see his face changes, from the corner of your eyes but you don’t care. The least thing he can do is stop being such an asshole at this moment. You don’t want to talk, not to him.

“Why are you always acting up without reason at times like this?” he says as he clenches his jaws. His voice sounds hardened and tense. You can’t believe he just said that.

“What? Me?”

“Yes, you,”

“Are you serious? I said i’m not in the mood. Just drive us home and leave me alone, Jungkook. You’re such an asshole,” you can’t help your anger anymore when he is pointing the arrow back at you. Sure, he said something harmless but at times like this, everything pisses you off. You’re fucking pissed when he stares back you like he did nothing.

“Wow, that’s rude,” he scoff.

“Whatever,” you did something he hates the most. Rolling your eyes.

Before he could say anything, he stops the car at the side of the road. Your eyebrow furrowed at his gesture as you look at him, confused and pissed. Jungkook looks back you, completely mad.

“Alright. Why don’t you tell this asshole, your problem? For fuck sake baby, I don’t know if you don’t tell me,” he runs his hands through the hair, sounded frustrated at your moody ass tonight.

You shrug.

“I don’t know. Ask Rose,” now, you know you sound like an immature bitch but you don’t care. He is being such an asshole.

“Rose?” he raises his eyebrow.

You don’t reply anything.

“What does Rose has to do with this topic?”

God, He is dumb.

“That’s fine, Jungkook. I want to go home. I’m tired. Let’s talk about this later,,” you heave a small sigh, rubbing your head as you ignore his question because you don’t feel like explaining shit like this. Or both of you will get into a serious fight. Both of you know how severe it can be once it happens. You just don’t want him around at this moment.

You look at him and his eyes changed. They are darkened and hooded—piercing in fire as he glares at you. They are the same eyes when he is mad and pissed.

“Fucking sit on me now,” he commands. Your jaw drops at him as he unbuckle the seat belt around his body. Which part of going home that he doesn’t understand?

“Jungkook! I don’t wan—“

“I said sit on me. Make me repeat and I’ll make you regret,” his eyes burn with fire, you can see the popping veins along his jaw and neck. He really needs to show his dominant side at times like this, huh? You’re not sure why and you shouldn’t feel this way but he looks fucking delicious when he is mad.

You heave a frustrated sigh as you unbuckle the seat belt before you climb all over him and sit on his lap—facing him with your back only few inches away from the steering wheel.

Both of you stare at each other before you look away from his eyes when you can’t content with the jealousy and anger in yourself every time you think of what happened earlier. It upsets you so much that you can feel your heart is aching.

“Now, tell me why you’re behaving like you miss my cock,” he utters the words as he brings both his hands on your hips—looking up to find your eyes. You hiss at his touch, making his eyebrow lifted.

“I’m so pissed,”

“You can’t be pissed in this dress. Definitely not in this dress that makes me want to fuck you hard,” his voice is so deep and low that it makes your heart races like crazy. Jungkook trails his eyes to your neck, your exposed chest and to your ass. You know he is good at dirty talk because you can feel butterflies all over your stomach.

You scoff at him.

“Sure but I think Rose wants you to fuck her harder than me. Sure, Jungkook,” you can’t look at him on the eyes as your heart hurts at the thought. You try to get off from his lap before you feel his grip tightened around your hips. His bites his lower lip.

“I see,” he nods.

“Baby, are you jealous?” he looks at you, hiding his beautiful smile behind his bitten lip.

“Yes. Very much,” you stare back at him—telling him how the pain and jealousy have made you like this. A whiny and jealous bitch.

His grins gets wider—showing off a small dimple under his cheeks. Probably satisfied enough that you finally admit something you’ve never done before.

The silence starts to build between you two before you speak up again.

“Everyone can see that she wants you. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice that,” you roll your eyes, annoyance starts to build when you think of her. Jungkook chuckles.

“Do you believe that?” he asks and you had it enough. You squeal at him, to let you go back to your place and end this night but he wouldn’t budge as he grabs your hips tighter to keep you on his lap. He is so strong that you barely make any inches of move.

“How do I make you realise that I’m all yours?” he squeaks, rubbing your clothed ass along with your inner thigh, causing you to whimper softly.

“Fucking you here, in this car, hm?” he hums before he leans closer to your body and starts to trail sloppy kisses on the sweet spot while he chants the dirty words. You can’t help but squirm at his touch as you bring your hands to hold on to his shoulder.

“Jungkook, don’t,” you whimper at his touch even deep inside, you know you want this more than him. A mocking chuckle leaves his mouth, your words.

“I can feel your juices on my thigh, then you’re telling me no? Should we stop, kitten?” he bites the soft skin on the collarbone as he calls your favourite pet name. When you no longer can hold the sudden adrenaline in your body, you start to grind on his thick and muscular thigh, rubbing your pussy on nothing but his thick muscle.

Thanks to all the work out sessions and sports, they make this grinding feels like a heaven on earth.

It makes him groans in raspy tone while staring at your pussy. He grunts in frustration when the thin underwear covers your throbbing cunt.

“Jungkook....,” you moan his name and he hums at your calls while biting his lips—completely amazed at the throbbing clit under such thin clothe. He must be thanking God for letting you to wear such a short dress so it makes it’s easier for him to hover the pussy.

“Come here,” he grunts as he pulls your hips, to make the move becomes faster and wilder, eventually growing the huge bulge that is starting to touch your throbbing clit. You moan out loud at the touch, throwing your head to the back while keeping the same pace on his lap as he pulls your closer with his big tattooed hands.The feeling—oh so fucking good. The car is filled with hot breath from both of you as sweat starts to prick.

“Ah! Ah!” your breath hitched as you feel a familiar knot inside your pussy and lower abdomen—making you to look at him while moaning his name. He likes it when his name comes out from your mouth when he is abusing the pussy. He feels like a sexy dominant and he will make sure the scream gets louder when he finally pumps his cock inside you.

“How the hell I want to fuck her harder when I have this pussy, wet and juicy—just for me? Tell me how, baby,” he grunts through gritted teeth, rubbing his index finger on your clothed clitoris, circling and pinching it while looking at your moaning mess face, when you’re coming to the climax.

He hisses—completely mesmerised at your beautiful cunt.

“Ah! Daddy!” as he rubs your clit and forcing you to grind on his huge bulge, you let out a small squirt on his jeans—soaking it wet with the juices. He hums in approval at your submissive reaction—licking the sticky liquid around his finger while staring at you, like a provocative beast.

“Sweet cunt,” he says while chuckling.

“Is that enough?” he adds, cocking his eyebrow at you. You pant on his shoulder, slightly confused at his question. Isn’t he going to fuck you?

“I want more,” you whisper, looking breathlessly into his lusty eyes. Needy and desperate, completely different than you were few minutes ago.

“Again,” he commands.

“I want more, daddy,” you whine like a real kitten.

“Good girl,” His chest vibrates as he giggles.

Before you could say anything, he lifts the hem of your mini dress and pulls it above of your chest—leaving your boobs bounce to his sight. You squeal in surprise. In just a blink of eyes, he unclasps and throws your bra to the back seat. You look outside—you sure don’t wanna let anyone see you this erotic.

“Fuck,” his eyes darkened when he brings his eyes to your boobs—chanting a trail of curses and compliments before he gropes them, roughly. Your body jerk at the touch, making the boobs bounce.

“You’re fucking beautiful, do you know that?” he says under his breath before taking one of your nipples into his mouth—sucking the bud hungrily. Your chin is up—moaning even louder than before, as you press your body closer to him—deepened his mouth to your hardened bud. Your run your hand through his hair while the other one, holding on the car seat.

Every words that come out from his mouth, sounds like an ecstasy and it’s making your cunt pools with liquid. Skin tingles a lot and all you wanted is to feel him inside your body. He hums, biting the nipple, causing you to fill the car with his nothing but his name. His warm and playful tongue—goddamn it feels like heaven.

“Ju-Jungkook, get inside me,” you whine when he stop abusing your nipples. 

“Hm?”

“Daddy, Please....uh ah!” you repeat.

You can see a boyish grin all over his face as he stares at you like a motherfuckinh predator. Your pussy clenches at the sight. What a view.

You can’t say anything when he trails his fingers to the strap of your panty before he rips it—exposing the raw pussy to his eyes.

“Babe!” you scream. He giggles, throwing the panty to the passenger seat as he slaps your ass.

“I’ll buy you a new one later,” he says, impatiently while staring at the pussy as he gives it slow stroke. You whine at the touch. It’s slow and addicting, now you suddenly miss his big cock.

Impatient, you push him against the car seat before you unbuckle the belt around his jeans and slightly pull the jeans to his knees—leaving his boxer alone. He says nothing as he watch you get the touch of his cock by yourself. When you see the throbbing bulge, you immediately pull the boxer—making his dick slapping your lower abdomen. You moan at the contact.

“Come, baby. Do whatever you want to do,” he gives a small kiss on your neck before he leans against the seat to let you take over. You catch his eyes for a few seconds before you look down and starts stroking his member from up to down, smearing the pre-cum all over the veiny cock. He groans at your soft touch, making you look at him while bitting your lower lip—seductively.

Jungkook throws his head to the back while slapping your ass over and over again as you please him. His dick is damn big and hard—you wonder how would he feels like inside this tight pussy of yours? Your cunt is screaming for the fill.

After few more strokes, you stop. Lifting your ass up while you rub the tip of his cock on the wet entrance, increasing the sensitivity. Both of you and him moan like crazy. Slowly, you sit down on him—completely burying his dick inside your tight and slippery pussy and making his dick disappear from the sight—causing you to scream to the air. Your man hisses, breathing hard as he looks down where his dick get buried.

“Goddamn, baby,” a breathy moan leaves his mouth—gripping your juicy ass so you can move in sync with him. You hold on his exposed muscular arms while the other hand is palming his chest before you start riding on the hard shaft. For the fact, you know Jungkook has been really big since day 1 but why the hell he makes the sex feel so damn good even you already had hundred sex with him? You open your mouth and moan while staring at each other’s eyes.

“Are you mine?,” you whisper, bouncing up and down on his dick—slapping his balls with your ass like tomorrow won’t come. His eyes pierce into yours.

“Yeah, kitten. I’m all yours” he bites his lower lip, grabbing your breast with his big hand and squeeze it roughly. The cold metallic from his ring increase the pleasure to all over your body. A gush of air leaves your lungs at the sensation. You scream his name.

“Da-daddy. Uh oh,” your body jerk. The sound of slapping skin fills the car, you’re very sure the car is shaking like hell. But, your mind is too busy to think about that. His big cock in your tight cunt. What a perfect combination.

“Fucking sexy. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen in my life,” he grunts through gritted teeth as he gropes the breasts while he watches you humping on his dick. His eyes never leaves yours like his life depends on it. Your system goes error that you barely can process what he just said. Throwing your head to the back, know nothing but his touch. When he notices your move becomes slower, he grabs your hips and quickened the pace up and down. Letting your wet pussy coating his member with white substances. A wet sound fills the space.

“Ah! Ah! More, more,” you lean forward and breathe on his neck, moaning, whimpering while he takes over the pace. Jungkook grunts in every thrust. He will make sure your pussy will be swollen.

“Fuck me harder, baby. Harder,”

“Of course,” he grunts. The pace quickened and the thrust deepened—making he hits your G-spot over and over again with no mercy. You clench around him just to hear his hot moan in your eyes. Tears prick on your eyes when the head is reaching your walls several times. It feels so good. So damn good being in his embrace while he is pumping inside you.

“Good, isn’t it?” he finds your eyes.

“Y-yes. Ah! Please, don’t stop,” your body twitches.

“You’re the only one who can make my cock becomes this hard,” he whispers to your ears.

“You make me want to bang this pussy harder every time I see you,”

“So,” thrust

“Fucking” thrust

“beautiful,” thrust

“and,” thrust

“hot,” thrust

He grunts in every words. You scream erotically and pant heavily on his sexy neck. Eyes rolled back, making you blind. Your legs becoming weak and shaky that you have no idea who are you going to walk.

“Even Rose can’t make me this horny. Only you. I’m all yours, baby girl. I’m yours,” he kisses your shoulder, still taking your pussy while chanting endless I love you’s. You can’t help but feel extremely loved. Sex is great but his words and reassurance—oh it brings you to another wonderland. You moan his name, moving your hips to reach the climax.

Breath hitched, endless moans, steamy car and rising chests.

“Daddy...” you calls him. He hums in shaky breath.

“Cum inside me,” you beg.

He chuckles, staring at you as you pulls away from his neck—pumping for few more times as you can feel his dick is twitching inside you. You clench around him—making him groan like a beast.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” he moans and growls when your pussy clench around his cock. His breath hitched and shorten.

“Ah! Ah!” a lewd moan escapes your mouth when he pumps his cum inside you, making your body bouncing and jerking at every shot. Your nails claw on his chest , biting down the lower lip while you stare to his darkened eyes. The eye contacts—so sexy. You scream as you reach the intense climax. Jungkook grunts as he keeps grinding your ass on his cock to fill every part of your pussy with his warm semen, making it drips out of the pussy and stain the seat.

You bury your face on his neck, nuzzling his strong scent from the perfume and sweat while panting hard—to let yourself calm. That was amazing and intense.

“I think I have my favourite kink now,” he says, stroking your head.

“What is it?” you squeak, tired from the intense fuck.

“Car fuck. I should fuck you at the back seat next time. Let’s see how loud your scream is,”

“Asshole,” you slap his chest playfully and it receives another sweet laughter from him. He knows you’re joking.

“Wow, that’s rude,” he mocks.

When you both finally calmed down, you clean the mess on his seat before you climb back to your seat, looking completely mess. Smudged make up, missing panty. Jungkook is indeed a beast when it comes to sex.

As the car starts to move, he glances at you. His raspy voice starts to fill the car.

“Keep the pussy wet. I can’t wait to eat your sweet cunt when we get home,”

“So, you know nothing but my name and dick,”

**

side note: send me requests and i’ll make it happen (no pressure)(also sorry for any errors and typo)

[quirklessidiot]

Title: coward :: obliviousness Pairing: Y/N x Miya Atsumu Genre: angst, romance, and very slow burn [ex to lovers au] Warnings: Cursing, alchohol, mentions of unprotected sex, unplanned pregnancy, and mentions of abortion

Synopsis: Atsumu seems nicer these days and you seem to see him more than before. Meanwhile, your kids meet someone they probably shouldn’t have.

notes:

three more chapters till the end!!! I’m so happy by all of the love! really! its definately been one of my favorite fanfictions to write since its angsty and im in love with angst stories skjsksksksks 

i think this chapter is the shortest one amongst the rest idk shhshshshs anyways i hope yall still love it wuwuwuwu. Hope you all are doing well and ilyasm!!!! have a gweat day!!!

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You thought you’d never see Miya Atsumu again but here he was, in your son's sports club, helping out Sugawara. Wasn’t it supposed to be volleyball season? What was he doing here? Helping the kids and picking up volleyballs? Didn’t he hate kids?

“...We train every morning and I personally train every night. You know my sched, it's what I did back then in college too.” He shrugs nonchalantly, “Plus I wanted to personally apologize to the brats too because of what ‘samu and I did.”

You tilt your head in curiosity, “What did younger Miya-san do?”

“Beat’s me, your brat told me that ‘samu made you cry when he confronted you,” he blinked, recalling the first meeting he had with the kid, come to think of it, they did had a pretty good reason to be wary of him from the start, “Must’ve said something really shitty if you cried, L/N-san. You never cried except that night at the frat party when I first actually got to talk to you.”

Nostalgia hits you when you recall that day, it was a shitty day indeed. The only upside was seeing and talking to Miya Atsumu for the first time and getting him to bandage your leg.

“Oh.”

“Oh indeed.” the blonde stated, wiggling his eyebrows, “He’s just overprotective sometimes which is weird since we used to get into fist fights. Doesn’t excuse him for being an asshole to ya though.”

“He was being rational.” You expressed, watching him pick up the last volleyball.

“He has no right to though.” he retorted, annoyed that you were letting it slide, “Let’s be honest here, who did you left six years ago?”

“What-”

“You left me.” He cuts you off, giving you no chance to talk, you’d think he’d sound bitter by it but he anything but that. It was as if he was proving a point, “And I’ll admit I was angry at first by what you did and how it ended but that doesn’t give my friends and my brother the right to intervene. I’m not a fucking kid, I know what I got into when we started dating.”

“Miya-san, I-”

“So let me make it up to you, alright? Before we started dating, I was your friend first. Now that we’re both responsible adults and you’re a single mom at least let your friend help you. You can handle that shit right?” He replied but before you could even agree to him, your kids went out of the comfort room, fully changed to dryer clothes.

“Kaasan!” They yell in unison but immediately stop in their tracks when they see Miya Atsumu standing next to you.

“What’s this jiji doing here?” Yuuto spat out bitterly, looking the other way. The younger twin followed suit and looked the other way too, making Atsumu laugh and bend down to their level, “I heard from your kaasan that you like to eat cake. How about a truce? I know a good place that sells good cakes.”

Yuuto and Youta eyed him warily and you patted the oldest twin’s head, “Baby don’t you have something to say to Miya-san too?” your voice was softer towards him, Atsumu still couldn’t get used to your personality switch with the twins. He watches in amusement as the twin tries to sputter out a sorry.

“S-so...sorry…” he frowned, “I should’ve been a big boy and not call you names.”

“Youta, you too.” You urged the younger one.

The other twin frowned and also had trouble apologizing to him like his twin, “S-Sorry...I won’t do the same…” he apologized under his breath.

Atsumu couldn’t help but laugh at the dynamic they seem to have created, at least they weren’t as close-minded as they were before, “No sweat, kid.” He said, “I’m sorry for making you feel bad and for what my brother did too. Now, let’s get that cake shall we?”

You hold Yuuto on one hand and Youta on the other as you head to his car, after helping the kids at the backseat, he opens the front seat for you, “Oh, um…” You blinked, the sudden feeling of embarrassment creeped in, “You didn’t have to-”

He rolls his eyes in reply, “Get in, L/N-san. I don’t bite.”

The boys were quiet at the back first until Atsumu tried to strike a conversation with them, “What made you guys like volleyball?”

Youta, being the more open one, suddenly jumps on his seat, “ ‘Kaasan has an old volleyball at home! We saw it and started asking her about it!”

“Oh?” he stops at the traffic light and stares at you, quite surprised since he never pegged you to keep something of his after the break-up, “Didn’t know you kept my old memorabilia with you.”

Yuuto’s eyes seem to widen when he hears that, “No way, that was yours?” he sputters out, shocked.

“Yeah.” he laughed, starting the car again when the light turned green, eyes crinkling in amusement, “Your ‘kaasan and I used to be very close before. I used to sleepover and leave some of my stuff at her place.”

“Hm.” you clicked your tongue, recalling those times when Atsumu would just come in your home unannounced like you both lived together, “He was incredibly all over the place and messy like you two.” 

“Wow!” Youta grins, seemingly excited, “What was kaasan like, jiji? I bet she was super nice and caring and a super good friend!”

The look of amusement never left his face as he agreed to the young boy, the rest of the ride was filled with Youta being overly-excited and asking Atsumu about you during college and about how you met him, “We were in the same class.” You replied, seemingly indifferent by it. You were used to this question before.

“Nope.” He replied, popping the p, an amused smirk worming its way to his face as he recalls differently since he never told you how he met you, “I saw your mom around a lot during the first few months of school.”

You were turned silent by his story, you didn’t know this part. You always thought that the first time you and Atsumu got acquainted was in that minor class you took during the second semester, “...I had also accidentally hit your mom with one of my serves while she was looking for a friend.” He recounts, parking the car in front of a very aesthetically-looking cake shop.

Your brows furrowed in deep thought, that was him? How come-

“Your ‘kaasan’s too famous, she probably doesn’t even remember the minimal interaction we had.” he joked, feigning hurt.

“Wow mom, I bet you must’ve hated jiji when he hit you with those super powerful serves!”

“She probably would if she remembered.” 

You take the kids out of the car but Youta was still too entranced by Atsumu that he went ahead and wobbled next to him. The tall volleyball player was nice enough to match the younger one’s pace as they walked towards the shop, “Traitor.” You heard Yuuto mutter as you trailed behind him.

“I thought you forgave him.” 

“Won’t stop watchin’ at him though, ‘kaasan.”” He grumbled but you can tell he was starting to slowly soften up to the blonde.

Atsumu (after much persistence) paid for the cakes and even got you a sugar-free one, Youta was very elated as soon as his cake was served and Yuuto was muttering something about how unfair it was as he started to stuff on hiw own slice, the blonde laughed at the contrasting personalities. They were so alike yet so different at the same time.

It reminded him so much of ‘samu and him back then.

“Oh, wait a moment. I have to pick up this phone call. Would you mind watching them for a sec?” You asked, Atsumu shakes his head to the side and he watches you exit the shop and take the call, the familiar expression of your creased forehead and narrowed eyes coming into play.

“Jiji, have you ever met our otosan?” Youta suddenly asks.

Atsumu feels his heart waver, this was such a heavy topic to ask but Youta didn’t seem to know the weight of his words. Yuuto was quiet this time too, observing him intently, the blonde setter suddenly cleared his throat, “I heard your kaasan met your otosan right after she graduated early and left me suddenly.” he tried to smile, looking unaffected, “So no, I haven’t met him.”

“Is that why you're mad at ‘kaasan?” Yuuto suddenly asks, head tilt to the side, “Because she left you su-suddenly?” The boy seemed to have a problem with longer words but he seemed very perceptive for his age. ‘Gee, were kids always this nosy?’ the blonde setter thought.

 “Did your mom tell you that?” Atsumu lilted, dodging the question well, munching on his cake.

“She said that she broke something really bad that you owned.” Yuuto disclosed, brows furrowed together as if he was thinking very hard about what you said, “And that she deserved it”

Silence engulfed the table for a moment as he felt his throat dry up with the new load of information, “Your ‘kaasan is a very strong woman,” he began. The boy's eyes,especially Yuuto’s, lights up at the compliment they heard, “And she doesn’t deserve anything bad. So when someone tries to do something bad to her, even me, make sure you give’em a good spike.”

“Really?”

“Really, kiddo.” He hums in agreement, “You have to protect your ‘kaasan since your otosan isn’t here anymore.”

Youta’s eyes flicker at the mention of their father, “Jiji, you’re so funny.” he laughs very suddenly.

Atsumu’s brow upturns at the sudden statement of the twin.

“Otosan isn’t dead.” Atsumu feels his shoulder tense at those words, it seems like the twins were giving him such a field day today with questions and new information, “ ‘Kaasan says that he’s off somewhere following his dreams and he’ll come back soon.”

Atsumu wants to ask about a lot of things.

He wants to ask about what Youta said, he wants to ask who the fucking asshole was, he wants to ask why you’re waiting for him when he left you hanging by a thread there with two kids.

He really does but when he drops you off at your home and a sudden troubled expression graces your features when you see an older woman standing there, he knows that it isn’t the right time. Instead, he quietly says goodbye and watches the interaction closely from a distance. A bit of worry filling him since he didn’t like that expression you were showing.

The twins didn’t seem to know who the older woman was but judging by her body language she knew you very well.

Come to think of it, her features were very familiar. Cold eyes, (h/c) hair, a very familiar facial feature.

Could it be-

“Y/N…” she tries to call out but you immediately walk past her, paying her no attention. He feels nervous, “Y/N, please don’t ignore me. I’m your okaasan-”

Suddenly he realizes why he has never met your family at all.

Judging by the interaction he sees, you were anything but close with them and that your relationship with them was stagnant (it probably worsened since you got kids at an early age and the father left you to dry). The kids probably don’t even know who that woman was, you continue to ignore her as you sons look at her warily.

When she starts to get physical, he gets out of the car and tries to stop the women from getting any closer to you and the boys, “What are you doing? Don’t you know who I am-” the woman tries to yell her way through but the blonde notices how you flinch away from her as soon as you hear her loud voice and hide the kids behind you as if you were protecting them.

“She doesn’t want to see you or have her near her kids, so please leave before I call security.” Atsumu tried to calm the situation down, not wanting to raise his voice, he could be wrong about his assumptions and he didn’t want to let your mom see him in a bad light.

“You don’t understand-”

“Obaasan.” his voice was anything but nice and friendly now, he wanted to try and respect the woman who brought you to this world, he really does, but right now he wouldn’t mind calling the cops on her if she resorted to making a scene here,  “Please leave before I call for security.”

Your mother grips on her expensive handbag tight and with one last glance to you, she immediately walks away. You don’t notice how you’re shaking and that Youta is crying behind you while Yuuto is trying his best to calm his twin down by insulting him and calling him a crybaby.

“L/N-san, are you-”

“I’m fine.” You cut him off, taking in a few deep breaths to calm you down, “I’m fine.”

He grabs your wrist and stares at you dead in the eye, “You’re shaking, Y/N.” He suddenly says your name softly, you're scared that if he goes nearer, he’d hear your ranging heart beat so you take a step further back and let go of his hold.

Atsumu narrows his eyes and tightens his lips at your response but decides against it, instead he turns to Youta and Yuuto, “I have a game next week and I got extra tickets, would you like to watch? The adlers and I will be playing, I heard one of ya likes Tobio-chan so much.”

Youta finally stops crying as soon as he hears the mention of free tickets and turns to a bundle of excited energy. Yuuto even starts jumping up and down at the mention of Kageyama Tobio. 

Atsumu still has a lot of questions for you though, about your family, why you haven’t mentioned them, or the fact that their asshole of a father just left you to fulfill his dreams (he’s angry, very angry especially about this one) yet when he sees the small smile on your lips as you watch your kids jump up and down.

He holds back.

Those questions can wait another day.

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[teasandcardigans]

Mads, Mads, Mads...Hello there love. I'm afraid I can only stop by for a moment this evening, but I wanted to take a second to formally introduce myself...After all, our dear friend Mac did suggest I come say hi, and what kind of incubus would I be if I didn't oblige? Like I say, regretfully I don't have much time to talk tonight, but oh, I'm sure we'll be very well acquainted soon enough... In the meantime though, I have a question for you. Your dearest Mac, so easily flustered...he loves my little nickname for him, deviant...Teddy on the other hand, he's earned his voyeur title...but what should I call you? What would you like me to call you? If you're happy to share a title with your boys, I have no problem with that, but if you'd prefer I give you your own pet name, you'd best let me know...No pressure Mads dearest, like I say, I'm sure we'll be getting to know each other very well soon... I hope work wasn't too hard on you, enjoy your time off...Try not to spend too much time thinking about me... Talk soon,

-G x

hi gav kfkdkdjdjdj i see you took mac's suggestion to visit me, even briefly jdjdjdjjdjdj

my own pet name?????? oh god youve just asked the most indecisive person in the world to settle on one name and jdjdjdjs head empty no thoughts

im racking my brain for the ones i like and and and um jdjdjsj i like cutie and sweetheart a lot and teddy and mac made me like princess again after a long time of not liking it so um!!!!!! any of those ????

im only going to think of you for the rest of the evening sorry mister i dont make the rules

[beanst0ck]

Morning Coffee

a/n: im on a road trip and i crave coffee, also pls excuse the crappily edited akaashi 😔✌️

pairing: akaashi x gn! reader

wc: 1.4k

Everyday, you go to the same coffee shop. And everyday, you’re met with the same barista.

You could remember his first day on the job almost perfectly. You had been going to the same coffee shop for a couple of months now and quickly became acquainted with all the workers. Upon entering the shop you immediately spotted an unfamiliar face behind the counter.

The lighting in the room complimented his tannish skin and his dark eyes immediately caught your gaze. He seemed to stumble over his words when you were up next. You gave him your usual order and his hands seemed slightly jittery while he made your drink. The manager of the shop, Bokuto, playfully patted his back. When he handed you your drink you thanked him, taking a quick glance at his name tag.

“Good luck with the rest of your day, Akaashi.”

He was stunned for a moment, questioning how you knew his name until he remembered he was wearing a name tag. Bokuto came up and leaned on Akaashi’s shoulder, “They always order the same thing every morning, I suggest you memorize it.”

When Akaashi asked why, Bokuto shrugged. “It’ll get you on their good side.”

-

The next day, at the same time, you entered the shop. Just as Bokuto said, you ordered the same thing, then left. To where? Akaashi could only assume. You were decently dressed in casual clothes, and you seemed around the same age as him so he took a guess and thought you went straight to the college nearby after getting your daily coffee.

As Bokuto suggested, Akaashi memorized your order. It wasn’t difficult, he only messed it up twice before he got the hang of it. He was happy you weren’t mad when it happened. He apologized multiple times and even though you seemed to be in a rush, you didn’t get mad at him. You just giggled, “Don’t worry, it happens to the best of us.”

He quickly grew accustomed to your schedule. Everyday, at 7:05 am, you entered the shop and ordered the same exact drink. His coworkers noticed how he always had your coffee ready so when you entered, you could pay then leave. They found it kind of odd how he memorized your schedule so fast, but this caused a lot of teasing— especially from a certain grey and black haired manager.

“Ya know ‘kaashi, I think they like your coffee the most.” Bokuto said one day with a pout.

Akaashi looked at him confused. “Why would it matter? If they order the same thing everyday it should come out the same.”

Bokuto could only cross his arms and shake his head, “I wish it worked like that Akaashi. It doesn’t matter if it’s the same order, it depends on the person making the coffee.”

Bokuto clearly saw the look of doubt on Akaashi’s face when he said that and he was determined to prove his point. “Watch, when they come in here again ask them whose coffee is better.” Bokuto smirked.

Akaashi hesitantly agreed, just so Bokuto would drop the topic.

-

The next day came quickly and as usual, you arrived at 7:05 am for your daily dose of coffee. When he handed you your drink he decided to ask the question. “Whose coffee do you prefer, Bokuto’s or mine?”

You didn’t even have to think. The answer slipped past your lips easily, “I think yours tastes better, sorry Bokuto!”

Akaashi could feel Bokuto going into his emo mood and he knew he’d have to deal with him before more customers started piling in. Your answer confused Akaashi. “But, why?” Akaashi continued, “it’s just coffee, does it really taste different if another person makes it?”

You took a sip of your coffee and let out a content sigh, the flavor dancing happily amongst your tastebuds. “When you make my coffee, I can tell you don’t make it half-assed. You make my coffee just how I like it. In fact, it’s almost scary how perfect it is, considering you’ve only been working here for a couple of days.”

Akaashi still looked unconvinced with your answer, so you shrugged, not knowing how else to answer his question. “I mean I’m no coffee expert, so I guess you could just call it a preference?”

Akaashi then watched as you exited the shop, questioning if coffee really tasted different depending on who made it.

-

Weeks pass, and your schedule doesn’t change.

Akaashi’s coworkers haven’t stopped teasing him about it, but he’s learned how to block out their comments. Overtime feelings for you started to bubble up in his chest and he wondered how his coworkers realized this was happening before he did. But, that still doesn’t mean he would give in to the teasing. If he confirmed their thoughts, who knows what they might try.

It wasn’t until weeks later that something dawned on him-

“I don’t know their name.”

Bokuto’s laughter could be heard throughout the small shop, causing some of the customers to raise their heads in curiosity, trying to see what made the manager burst out laughing. “It’s been weeks ‘kaashi! How did you just realize?!” Bokuto clutched his stomach, almost falling over.

Meanwhile Akaashi was freaking out. How did it take him so long to realize he didn’t know your name? Is it too late to ask? Would it make things awkward? He could always ask his coworkers, but then you’d probably get freaked out on how he found out your name!

“Woa, I think this is the first time I’ve seen Akaashi stressed out about something!” Konoha gasped.

“It’s kind of scaring me, I’m not used to seeing him like this..” Yamato shivered.

Yukie had to hold back her giggle when he gave Akaashi a pat on the back, handing him a little snack, “ Heyy, no worries!~ just hand them a snack when you ask for their name and I doubt they’ll care!” This caused most of the workers to sigh.

“Not everyone is easily persuaded with food, Yukie..”

“Oh..” Yukie eyed the snack in Akaashi’s hand, “so.. you’re not gonna give that to them?..”

Akaashi handed Yukie the snack and she walked away, satisfied she got to keep her snack. “How about you just ask them for their name when they come in for coffee? I’m sure they won’t mind.” Washio tried to calm down Akaashi.

“Yea! They don’t usually get upset over little things like that!” Bokuto started pushing Akaashi towards the coffee machine, “now hurry up! They’ll be here soon!”

-

Now, this was unexpected.

It was now 7:15 am, and you still haven’t arrived for your daily coffee. This was unlike you.

He had your schedule memorized, and you were never late. His coworkers tried to reassure him, telling him that you’re only human and that things sometimes happen. Maybe you got stuck in traffic, or maybe you were just feeling a little under the weather and decided to stay home for the day.

Of course he understood that, but he couldn’t help but feel sad. This was the only way for him to communicate with you and he cherished every little interaction you two had in the morning. Looking at the drink in his hand, he suddenly came up with an idea.

“Bokuto.”

The golden eyed boy turned his head to the sound of his name being called, only to be met with a determined look on Akaashi’s face.

“Do you have a pen?”

-

You entered the coffee shop, looking like a disheveled mess. You had slept through all of your alarms, causing you to wake up late and not have anytime at all to organize yourself. Despite all that, you could not skip out on your morning coffee.

To be specific, you could not skip out on seeing a certain messy haired barista.

Akaashi’s eyes landed on you the moment you walked in and for a split second you saw his eyes widen. “Hey!” You shakily held up your hand, “sorry I’m late.”

“You don’t have to apologize.” Akaashi responded, already handing you your coffee.

You thanked him, paid, then immediately ran out the shop in hopes that you’d make it in time for your lecture. As you took a sip of your coffee you noticed a little message written on the cup.

‘I know it might seem strange telling you this, but I never got your name. I noticed you don’t stop by on Saturdays and was wondering if you’d like to grab coffee with me that day, maybe you could tell me your name then? ;)’

haikyuu mlist

uh,, anyone want a part two?

[like-rain-or-confetti]

Liar (Batman Arkham Knight x Reader)

Batman arrests rogues and finds reader.

Reader is analysed by lie detector professional.

Jonathan was quiet, annoyed, bitter even by his capture yet again. He was the type to fester his emotions - waiting for the moment the bottle over flow in a moment of blind madness…or perhaps it takes the form of Scarecrow.

Edward, was very different. His mouth was attached to his ego. It is most likely for Edward to express his emotions in some way the most obnoxious ways possible. So naturally, he was ranting and raving to no one in particular since no one was listening.

“I hope you aren’t causing trouble again, (Y/N).” Batman said grimly. You were sick that was certain but not in the sense of ‘evil’ that could be described as the rogues. You were troubled. “No.” You said quietly with a ghost of a smile. Batman sighed. You were a brilliant liar, if he needed someone to lie for him you would be the one he’d call. However, you were playful and so you could pretend to be bad at lying. Your expression was one of the many you’d pull when trying to be ‘bad’ at lying. You wanted to be caught. “Get in the car.”  You wore a small smile as you got into the front seat. No need to cuff you. You weren’t violent. In fact, you were harmless but you got yourself into trouble, your lies putting everyone’s lives at stake- including your own. 

It was only two years ago that he as well as the GCPD were called in by the Falcone’s. You stirred a pretty big lie between the Falcone’s and the Maroni’s which was about to turn ugly, that was until the lie was revealed as you grinned smugly as though you had just won a game. You would have been killed but Don Falcone thought of you to be a pest. So to keep their noses clean for a little while longer, he called the GCPD who called Batman in back up. You were well acquainted with the Police who thanked the leaders for handing you over. Falcone brushed it off. “Get them the help they need.”

You didn’t seem bothered by the notorious criminals in the back. In fact, if they had to describe you in a word they’d be stuck between self-assured and self-absorbed. You were totally dismissive of what was going on around you. Little did the two rogues know that you were always like this and the notorious villains were of no exception. The rest of the drive was quiet with the occasional break of you asking a question in a seemingly innocent tone. Each question the batman ignored. It became like a routine for the four of you. Arrest. GCPD. Arkham. So it wasn’t a big difference when a lie detector professional was called in to examine you. You smiled brightly at the male professional who offered a small smile in return and connected you to the machine, and grabbing a note pad. “My name is Dr Lawson but for the purpose of this interview today you can call me Andrew.” This was new, you noted to yourself, no one with a doctorate just tossed out their first name. You were quick to assume this was a tactic to offer trust. He was clearly new in his field and very passionate about his job. 

Dr Lawson stepped outside the room before Nightwing entered the room to escort you into the big cell the other rogues were grouped in. “Your thoughts?” Batman said walking alongside Dr Lawson. “Am I in trouble?” You asked lightly. “Don’t know, unless there is something you’ve done tonight that you want to tell us.” Nightwing responded smoothly as the door opened and you were faced with the big cell that the rogues were spread out in. “No.” You said lightly. You shyly stepped into the cell, eyeing all of the rogues around you. “So what happens next?”  Nightwing looked at you for a moment. “You seem very aware of your surroundings at the moment, but something tells me that it isn’t these guys aren’t what’s bothering you. I’ll ask one more time, what were you doing out there?” “Even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me, so why should I bother?” Nightwing was taken aback. That was the most genuine respond you had ever made in front of him. He didn’t think it to be possible. “Yeah well, it is our job to take in everything you say. It would be our fault if something happens because we dismissed all information provided. The choice is yours, you can tell me the truth or you can lie. Either way im walking out of here with this conversation in mind.” “I was running away.” You said immediately sounding very vulnerable which stunned him again but at the same time immersed him further into your words. “From what?” “Not what, who.” “From someone? Who? Why?” “ I don’t know who he is. He says he wants to be my friend. He wants me to go somewhere with him…he won’t leave me alone. I think he knows where i live so I…” “You got arrested on purpose.” Nightwing said. “You wanted Batman to take you here.” “I don’t know where else to go.” “These people won’t protect you, (Y/N).” He pointed at the rogues who were listening intently. “In fact, I can promise the exact opposite.” You laughed. “I’m not here for them.”

“Don’t get me wrong, Batman. It is evident they are lying, their body language says so but it’s in such a way that it is also clear that they enjoy the lie. That isn’t common. There is little discomfort shown in their lies but an excessive amount of smirking, more towards an enjoyment to the deception more than nerves.” Doctor Lawson said with a grim expression. “It gives the normal people chills…to know for fact that they were taught how to lie and have been doing so for a very long time. It’s second nature.”

After forty-five minutes, Batman returned with Nightwing to question you. He wanted to believe you but he couldn’t.

“And do you have any proof of this?” Batman asked uncertain if he could believe you. You shook your head. “If there is no proof then i cant help you, not with the reputation you’ve built yourself.”

You didn’t seem bothered with his words like any other would. Instead you looked up at Batman through your eyelashes and smirked that same smile you always did, as though proven right. As a matter of fact, you seemed to have entirely changed your mind and weren’t even slightly bothered about being sent home despite your previous claim of feeling unsafe. No one knew you'd be declared missing three days later.

[hunnybby]

show me

boku no hero academia

shinsou hitoshi x reader/oc

a/n: my first fic for this fandom and it literally had to be about shinsou and im both mad and happy about this. will be available on ao3. i also had a crush on this dude from gakuen alice a long time ago and his alice was like shadow manipulation so i pulled something like that in this.

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"Shinsou, what's your quirk?" she asks one day during a break from lessons.

Though the two have been classmates since the start of their first year, they did not have the luxury to show-off and improve their own quirks like those in the Heroics Department. This was not to say that they never practiced, but those in Class 1-C focused more on actual lecturing and the history behind quirks and heroes.

"Well?" she pushes forward for an answer.

Shinsou merely shrugs, and this emits a groan from his classmate. "Are you shrugging because you don't know, or are you shrugging because you don't want to tell me?"

"I don't want to tell you," he responds cooly, turning his head so that he was looking out the window instead of at her. "You should have paid more attention when everyone was showing off their skills," he adds as an afterthought.

Her lips purse together for a second, then relaxes  when she says, "If I remember correctly, you weren't paying much attention either."

With this he hums in agreement. He does doze off quite a bit during lecture, and she would be lying if she said that she never sees him nodding to sleep almost everyday.

His eyes are still fixated at the window, probably looking at the clouds. "I think it's better to show my quirk than to tell."

Her curiosity is piqued once again, the smile she is giving off is one of determination. She scoots her chair back so that it hits the front of his desk. "Can I see it right now?"

Still, he refuses. "Now's not a good time," he tells her while shaking his head.

She groans and swings her legs so that she is sitting straight with her body facing the window. This time, she stretches her body slightly to the left so that she can place her arms on his desk. "Is after class a good time?" she pursues.  

"Nah."

-

"Don't tell her what my quirk is," he says to Ojiro during their lunch period.

Shinsou wasn't planning to sit anywhere near him, but word around the school is that his fellow 1-C classmate had friends, or acquaintances, in many other classes. If she is that set on finding out what he can do, then he has to get the word around that no one is to tell her.  And he suspects that Ojiro, the tail boy who ruined his sports event strategy against Midoriya, would be more than willing to tell anyone about his own quirk.

Though his mouth is somewhat full, Ojiro still speaks. "Why not?"

Shinsou places his elbow on the table and rests his chin on the palm of his hand. "She's been asking me for a while, and it's fun seeing how irritated she gets every time I say no," he replies, his mouth turning upwards into a sly smile across his features.

 Ojiro wipes away any crumbs on his face with the back of his hand. "Don't you think that's a little bit, uh, mean?"

Shinsou lifts his chin up from his open palm so that he can stroke his chin in thought. Is it really that mean? He's thought about it, but to him it seems that not telling her would benefit him in the long run if they ever had to practice their quirks with other classmates. His thoughts even go back to when she didn't bother to pay attention to quirks other people had. So really, he doesn't feel like he should be in the wrong. Maybe it serves her right to find out the hard way.

"Not really," he muses, hand still stroking his chin, "she's gonna find out sooner or later."

"She didn't see you use it at the festival?"

"She told me she was caught up in the festival too much to notice what I was doing."

He goes back into his original position, chin on open palm, and begins to scoop food into his mouth with his free hand.

-

She's on her way to toss the remains of what used to be her lunch when she spots the one person she wanted to see. "Ojiro! I've been looking all over for you!"

Ojiros tail quirks up in response, then he turns around rather slowly. "H-hey, what's up?"

"Oh, you know. Same old same old," she replies while closing the distance between them. She doesn't waste a beat of her time, either. "You know Shinsou's quirk right?" Her eyes look up at him hopeful and sparkling.

This caught Ojiro by surprise. So straight to the point. "Well yeah... he used it during the sports festival," he responds while scratching the back of his head. His tail is moving side to side, a nervous habit of his when he's put on the spot. "Didn't you see him during his fight with Midoriya?"

She sighs and puts a hand over her forehead in faux exasperation. "I mean, sorta. But the crowd was so loud and everyone was piled up against each other; I couldn't really see anything!" she answers, both hands above her head this time, exaggerating how blocked her vision was.  "Ugh, people were complimenting him on how cool his quirk is! It's been bothering me ever since!"

He gives her a light laugh in response to her slight overreacting. "His quirk is kinda scary, but it's pretty... cool?"

"So you'll tell me?" she says, edging him on and pressing her elbow to his forearm in a light nudge.

He brings his hands up defensively and takes a few steps back, his face giving off a nervous smile, "Sorry, but Shinsou told me not to tell you!"

"What! Why?!"

"W-well he, uh," how was Ojiro supposed to say this? He scratches his head again, either out of habit or out of being nervous he doesn't know, and continues, "He just told me not to tell you... and that you would find out sooner or later."

Her arms cross over her chest and she puffs. What did sooner or later mean? Next week? Next year? "You know, he's being really selfish keeping his quirk to himself. Literally everyone else knows what it is but me!"

 "Maybe you should have paid more attention," he tells her, and the conversation she had with Shinsou beforehand creeps into her mind.

She grunts and begins fidgeting. Maybe she should start paying more attention.

Something clicks in Ojiro's mind. He's seen similar behavior like this in Uraraka, when she wanted to find out more about Izuku. What if it was the same situation?

"Hey, do you, er," how does he ask the question without prying?

She stops fidgeting and looks up at Ojiro. Her face relaxes from frustration to attentiveness and expectancy. "Do I what?" she asks.

"I just think I've seen this sort of thing before, with classmates of mine," he begins saying, but he starts to trail off, wanting to back out of his question.

"What thing?" she asks, not catching on in the slightest. "Are there people in your class like Shinsou?"

His tail droops down as his nerves go up. "Not exactly," he's scratching his temple with his finger, "but there are people I know that asks the person they, uh, like," he emphasis the last word to get his point across, "questions about them."

She's looking at him with a blank stare, then a confused expression. "I mean, yeah, I like Shinsou. I don-"

"No, I'm asking if you /like/ him," he cuts in during her sentence.

Her mouth is still forming an "O" shape when he cuts her off. Now, after hearing what he asked, her mouth is left wide open in a look of disbelief.

"Do I... me? Shinsou? Ha!" she laughs nervously, face growing different shades of blush. "T-that's- Ojiro you're really f-funny," she manages to stumble out. Her fist reaches out to lightly punch Ojiro's arm, while her free hand plays with the hem of her shirt.

Ojiro shares a laugh similar to hers and takes a few steps back in preparation to end the current conversation topic. "It was only a thought I had! Relax," he tells her, trying to reassure her that he wasn't reading into anything on purpose, "I'm sure that even if you did like him, he wouldn't notice."

Her eyes fall to the floor in embarrassment. "I'm just really curious," she admits, her face now just a tad bit pink. She's trying to avoid eye contact with Ojiro, but she could feel his own pair looking at her in confusion.

His hand pats the top of her head, "S-sorry for making things awkward. I'm sure you'll find out; it's only a matter of time. He can't hide it from you forever. You're classmates after all."

She makes an attempt to regain her composure, straightening herself and forcing the pink on her cheeks to go away, or at least subside slowly. "Yeah!" she says a little too loudly for her taste. "I'll find out eventually! Thanks, Ojiro. See you later!" Her parting words are spoken too quickly, and she about faces from Ojiro to dash for the exit.

-

She feels Shinsous' finger tap her right shoulder. Usually she would look back right away, but she finds herself unusually irked by him. Instead, she ignores his advances at socializing with her. If he can deny her his quirk, then she can attempt to deny him any attention from her.

Key word: attempt.

His fingers tap on her left shoulder this time, and she shrugs him off lightly. She crosses her arms together in defiance as if he could see the act, and then she slouches her shoulders over just a little bit. Maybe this time he would be out of his reach. But she forgets how long his arms are, because she feels him tapping either of her shoulders at the same time. She uncrosses her arms and swats away his hands.

A few minutes pass, and she sighs in relief. No shoulder tapping. No attempt at contact. She can ignore him without difficulty.

She slouches back on her chair, right elbow resting on the side of her desk. She presses her cheek on her right fist for support, and with her left hand she lazily twirls her pencil.

"Are you gonna ignore me forever now?" his voice, low and hushed, whispers into her ear in that same boring tone he always has.

This emits a small yelp from her throat. She immediately straightens her seated position, dropping the pencil that was in her left hand, making it roll behind her.

She turns around to look at him, her own face red and twisted in embarrassment. She opens her mouth, closes it, opens it, and closes it once again. She's at a loss for words. Since when did he get so close and up in her space?

Shinsou responds with a sly grin before dipping down to reach for his classmates’ pencil. He points the eraser end at her, and when she grabs hold of it and tries taking it away he holds on to the other end. His grin gets just a little wider.

She finally manages to pull her pencil back and mutters a 'thank you' before turning around again to face the front.

She's on semi-high alert now, because she can hear the faint squeaks of Shinsou's desk behind her. She braces herself for another surprise.

"Hey," there he goes again, right in her ear, "we're on cleaning duty after school."

Her face is still warm, and the fact that he keeps whispering into her ear is not helping. "S-so?" she stutters, trying to keep her voice level.

"I'll show you my quirk then if you still want to see it," he suggests. Before she has the chance to respond she hears the familiar squeaks of his desk indicating that he has fallen back into his chair.

-

The chalk dust from the eraser she is cleaning gets everywhere; her arms, face, hair, shirt, and skirt. It's a mess. She doesn't stop to dust herself off, she decides to wait until the eraser is chalk-free.

Behind her she hears chairs being scooted away from their desk and seated at the top of them. The dragging noises of the chairs' legs are bothering her, so without turning around, she says, "Can't you pick them up instead of dragging them that way?"

"No," Shinsou replies nonchalantly.

"The slight screeching noises don't hurt your ears?"

"Not really."

"Wouldn't it be easier to lift them up?"

She hears him sigh. "That may be too much effort to do alone."

She beats the last of the chalk dust out of the erase and sets it down, bristle side up. "I'm sure you'll manage," she teases, a playful tone in her voice.

She's finally dusting herself off when he asks, "Do you mind helping me?"

She raises one hand to cup her chin in mock thought. Of course she would say yes, but banter with Shinsou is always fun. "Hmm, no."

In an instant her brain feels foggy. She feels the weight of her hand, unusually heavy, fall lopsided against her thigh. What?

"About face for me," he says as if he's commanding, which, technically, he is.

And she turns around, facing him instead of the chalk board.  Is this his...?

"This is it," he answers as if he read her mind. "This is my quirk."

He's smirking, eyes looking right at her. His hands are gripping either edge of the desk he was supposed to be wiping down, and his body is leaning forward, against the desk.

Brain control?

"Brainwashing," he announces. She knows he can't read her mind, but she also knows he's a good guesser. "Now take three big steps towards me."

She takes the steps, slightly wobbling from the lack of her own control.

You have got to be kidding me.

"Now take one step back," he orders, and she could feel that jive in his tone from every word he says.

"Take two more giant steps towards me." His growing smirk is now a prominent grin.

Her body hits the desk between the with a light thud. He leans in further now, elbows bent so that he could be eye-level to her.

She feels warm, and she is almost positive that he could see her blush growing and growing. Her conversation with Ojiro replays in her mind and that only exacerbates her color.

He leans in closer to her, his lips maybe just a few inches away from hers. But instead of closing the gap between them, not as if she /wanted/ him to close it or anything, his head moves a different direction, his cheek just barely brushing her own, and he whispers in her ear, "I stopped using my quirk after you hit the desk. You could've moved at any time after that."

He's snickering again as he pulls away from her.

She brings her hands up to her face to hide the blush, though it's too late for that since he's seen it already. "That was so mean, Shinsou," she murmurs in her hands. "I really thought you were gonna-"

"Kiss you?" he says, a hint of tease in his voice. He’s too confident right now for her liking.

"Don't say that out loud!" she hisses, taking her hands away from her face to look up at him. He's still grinning.

She can't help herself from grinning either when she says, "Your quirk is really cool."

He rubs the back of his neck and looks down at the ground, mouth still forming that same grin. "It's whatever you think it is."

Regaining sureness she once had when she first asked Shinsou what his quirk was, she places one of her feet under the desk. "But I think mine is way cooler."

He raises an eyebrow, amused by the turn of her character. "How so?"

She points down to the desk. "You see this desk? You're stepping on its shadow," he nods, then she taps the foot that she had placed under the desk, "I am also stepping on its shadow."

His eyebrows furrow together in thought. What was her quirk again?

"Try walking, Shinsou," she suggests, biting her lip to keep her grin small.

His foot won't budge. "Shadow manipulation," she beams, now displaying a toothy smile on her features. "You can't move, can you?"

"Ha ha. Very funny, but we really gotta get moving now-"

"Nuh uh," she cuts in, wagging a finger. "Not until you make good on your previous actions and come closer," she coos. And she almost regrets saying it as the pink color makes its way to her face once again, but she still smiles.

And he does make good on those previous actions.

[incorrectmonstaxquotes]

a guide to starship’s newest boy group Monsta X

if you ever want to get into monsta x (or just want more info or videos off them) then here’s a guide to introduce you to them!

MEMBER INTRODUCTIONS

SHOWNU (son hyunwoo)

leader, main dancer, and lead singer

18 june 1992 (gemini)

181 cm/ 5′11″

dancing machine

used to be a backup dancer lee hyori

was a former jyp trainer and is friends with got7 and miss a

was apart of nu boyz with wonho, jooheon, and gunhee

he is considered the dad of the group and the members often call him that

also his nickname is robot shownu/ roboshownu because he acts like a robot ig

kind of quiet so when he does speak you think its something profound... but it’s not

hi hello annyeong

was in sistar’s shake it mv with wonho

he’s actually very close with sistar’s soyou

helps create some of mx’s choreos

cannot act cute to save his life 

the members tease him a lot but he loves them anyway

he loves to exercise for some reason

arms bigger than his own head

he’s a guest on lipstick prince

whats his shirt made out of?? boyfriend material

WONHO (shin hoseok)

vocalist, dancer, and 1/3 of the visual line

1 march 1993 (pisces)

178 cm/ 5′10″

very charming

very good at writing music even though starship is constantly shutting him down

may seem intimidating but is very sweet and kind most of the time

crybaby

former ulzzang

was caught up in some scandals predebut 

was apart of nu boyz with shownu, jooheon, and gunhee

was in sistar’s shake it mv with shownu

can speak japanese and french

even tho he’s ripped he has a weak body and gets sick a lot

he’s extremely afraid of heights and cried when he bungee jumped during right now

“the biggest lie i’ve ever told is that i’m ugly”

has tattoos on his left thigh, right foot, and asscheek 

probably has a nipple piercing but thats not confirmed™

broke his finger during the filming of trespass, but didn’t know he broke it and kept on filming

used to not get lines but gets lines now

when they asked him his ideal type he said “someone who makes ramen well” and everyone pointed to kihyun wonho said “as long as you can make ramen, gender doesn’t matter”

constantly made to pull up shirt/show off his body in choreo even tho he’s expressed how it makes him uncomfortable

loves his family and works really hard to support them because his family went bankrupt while he was a trainee

MINHYUK (lee minhyuk)

vocal and 1/3 of the visual line

3 november 1993 (scorpio)

178 cm/ 5′10″

loudest member 

you can tell which one he is because he’s screaming or joking a lot or talking in general

warning headphone users

mood maker

actually very sweet and takes care of the members a lot and is a great caregiver

extremely touchy

underrated vocals

needs to be an mc

shownu has said that minhyuk is a natural born leader and that he even follows him sometimes

is very cute but doesnt like hearing hes cute

indirectly called zico ugly 

can speak to dolphins

during no.mercy no one really believed he was going to make it into the group like he didn’t even think he was gonna make it 

didn’t win any of the missions he was apart of but he won the world’s hearts

during right now he said that if they had to eat chicken by the beach because of kihyun he would drop kick him and he did

KIHYUN (yoo kihyun)

main vocal

22 november 1993

175 cm/ 5′9″ (shortest)

power vocal

the members call him the mom of the group

best cook in the group (or so he says)

thinks he’s gordon ramsay or something

always acts embarrassed when they ask him to be cute and says he can’t act cute but is also always trying to act cute (earned nicknames like cutie or cutie kihyunnie and tiny during rush era)

1 + 1 = kihyunnie

don’t let him fool you tho he’s also ready to call out the members at any given moment and not go to their funeral after he slaughers them

also he’s always saying embarrassing pick up lines and has no filter

also he’s actually made of grease and not as smooth as he thinks

fans also call him a hamster a lot too

would die for chicken

HYUNGWON (chae hyungwon)

vocalist, dancer, and 1/3 of the visual line

15 january 1994

181 cm/ 5′11″ (tallest)

meme king

like 50% of the mx memes you see are him

he’s a model (he was even modeling during their survival show no.mercy)

181 cms its all real baby

honestly you’ll hear this evetually so i’ll just say it: lips

he’s actually a really talented dancer but no one remembers that 

not an example but mantis dance

fake maknae

always sleeping or thinking about sleeping, hardest member to wake up

would burn down the kitchen if you let him cook

searches his own name online

like kihyun he’s always ready to call out the members (especially kihyun(saltmates)) at any given moment

president of the roasting commitee

either tries too hard or doesn’t try at all

does not get the lines he deserves #nolinerking

a weakling

JOOHEON (lee jooheon)

rapper

6 october 1994 (libra)

177 cm/ 5′9″

you can tell when he’s about to rap because he always shouts “JOOHEON” and if that isn’t iconic idk what is

 “Excuse my charisma”

spits literal fire 

but also the cutest member (the real cutest not fake cute like kihyun) 

likes being cute more than manly

his dimples are a mile deep

joohoney

used to apart of nuboyz w shownu, wonho, and gunhee

was a regular host for a while on weekly idol (along with got7′s jackson, exid’s hani, twice’s dahyun, and gfriend’s sinb)

was also on celebrity bromance with jackson

he’s literally friends with everyone, you see a kpop idol  jooheon probably has connections with them

was on smtm4 but eliminated the 3rd round

takes part in writing mx’s music and lyrics

also helps design album’s jacket and covers

featured in many songs, even before debut ( 깽값 - mad clown, coach me- hyolyn and sane, get low - mad clown etc)

he often talks about how he wants to lose weight or go on a diet but fans are always telling him he doesn’t need to (which is good)

probably has a snapback for everyday of the year

was the first one to open up to i.m when he came onto no.mercy

I.M (im changkyun)

rapper, youngest

26 january 1996 (aquarius)

175cm / 5′9″

the oddest or most “4d” member of the group

“i am what i am man”

speaks english

spits fire

does not seem like the youngest

lower voice than expected

the ‘manliest’

traveled a lot when he was younger (lived in boston for 3 yrs and israel for 4 yrs)

helps write mx’s songs and lyrics

has some solo songs ( Who Am I (featuring YESEO) and  Madeleine with Brother Su feat. J.Han)

was brought on in episode 8 of no.mercy and because he was brought on so late the members were very cold to him at first, but of course they all love him now

was supposed to join a group called nu’bility in 2014

always biting shownu’s arms 

has the most photos of wonho on his ipod

shownu is his current boyfriend, wonho is his next boyfriend

monsta x debuted may 14, 2015

they currently have 4 mini albums

they were on a survival show before debut called no.mercy

their fans are called monbebes

MVs

trespass

rush

gone bad

perfect girl

amen

hero

all in

unfair love

white sugar

stuck

fighter

roller coaster

white love

iconic performances: mirotic stage,  Nam + Kung Ddari Sha Bah Rah,  Moves Like Jagger,  INTRO+All in, this particular hero stage, hyungwon in this ukiss cover, furry minhyuk in this bad girl good girl cover, shownu hit the stage, shownu hit the stage again, kihyun king of masked singer, kihyun king of masked singer with namjoo, trepass beagle ver, hero halloween ver

Series

no.mercy (survival show): X

right now: X

deokspatch: X

Some Variety Shows and interviews

after school club 161: X

asc 177: X

asc 213: X

weekly idol 216: X

fan heart attack: X

today’s room: X

the qmentary: X

kiss the radio: X

idol battle likes: X

Kim Jiwon's Rooftop Radio : X

Soompo interview: X

Play J's Weekly Idol: X

whatever the hell starship calls this mess: X

this is where monsta x ray subs would go if there were any

that should be enough to get you acquainted with the boys! hope you enjoy! and im always open to questions!!