#its 1am and i want to sleep send post

[0bir]

im late for yuri day since its already 26th for me as of posting this but Great Horror yuri

[liiixsturniolos]

I love you sooo much <3 and i have a request. Could you do one where reader has a fan account for chris and chris likes one of her posts and then he becomes a lwk stalker cause her real account is linked to her fan account and he thinks that shes really pretty? Idk what else to happen next but ive always wanted to read one like this. Sorry if its confusing or long

TYSM! OFC! here u go!

౨ৎ Who is she? ౨ৎ

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: fluff, "y/n"

I think some dividers are from @bernardsbendystraws !! <3

Chris scrolls through his phone absently and bored.

He stopped at a video about himself from a fan account.

He thought it was funny, liked it, and sent it to Matt and Nick. While he's still giggling at the video, he swiped onto the account to see more videos, and saw another account linked to the bio.

He clicks it out of curiosity.

A video pops up of a girl lipsyncing.

His eyes widen, and a flush of blood runs through his face, making him blush. "Damn.." he whispers to himself. She's gorgeous.

He finds himself scrolling down the rest of the videos, watching every one and wondering who she is.

He looks over at the time realising its now 1am and he's been scrolling through her account for an hour.

"Shit I should go to sleep." He mumbles to Nick sat next to him on the couch.

"Okay, Goodnight." Nick replies

Chris picks his phone up and hits follow on the girls account, and strolls into his room.

in the morning:

Chris wakes up and drowsily wanders over to his bathroom sink, brushing his teeth and washing his face sleepily.

"Chris! I made breakfast if you want some!" Matt shouts

Chris grabs his phone from his bedside and walks upstairs.

While eating he can't stop thinking about the girl he followed on TikTok last night, so he goes to check her account. hoping she's posted another video for him to gaze at.

He sees she's followed him back. His heart races. He decides to message her.

"Hi." He sends. He stares at his phone for a minute, waiting for her response.

"Hey!" You message him back. You were so shocked when he'd followed you.

Chris panics for a second, then writes a text back.

"I just wanted to say you're really pretty."

You smile at the message, he's so sweet.

"Thank you." You write back with a heart.

Chris is practically grinning from ear to ear at his phone now.

"Np." He writes.

Later, you decide to make a tiktok at a party with your friends. You post a video of yourself lip-syncing to a frank ocean song. Within 5 minutes, Chris liked it, and commented "pretty."

You blush looking at the comment. And reply, "Ty! Stalker much?"

2 hours later you finally get into bed, your feet aching from all the dancing, you yank your heels off and throw them onto the floor, turning on your phone you see a message from Chris.

"Hey." he wrote

"Hi," You put

"So can I have your number gorgeous?" He asked you.

You blush at your phone, of course he can.

You say yes, and send your number to him.

part 2? comment if you want it!

[rc-writes]

𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨 | 𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢

pairings: benny weir x reader (could be seen as platonic or romantic)

warnings: two curse words??, if you’re reading this as platonic there’s one mention of wearing couples costumes but friends can totally do that to, uhh i think that’s it

a/n: alright i could have probably thought of a million more but it was literally 1am when i wrote this and i was tired lol. also i will admit that was me fulling self projecting on the info dumping about movies part and wanting to text someone at an ungodly hour, but in my defense i do genuinely think benny would do those things as well. also this was requested by an irl friend of mine who mentioned friends to lovers after i finished this so look out for that coming soon! also this is my first writing related thing i’ve posted on this blog in like 2 years!!

will try to learn spells just to impress you

of course there was a few that went wrong

maybe more than a few, but it’s the thought that counts right?

will send every meme or funny video he finds

does not matter if its 3pm or 3am he will send it immediately after he found it

which speaking of 3am i can see him not being able to sleep so he tries texting you

if you answer i can see him texting “hey what’s wrong?? why are u up so late?? everything okay??” and completely ignoring that he too is also awake at this hour

“you are aware you texted me first, why are you up”

“i asked you first”

benny absolutely loves video games and will want to play a few with you even if you don’t like video games

which if you’re with him there a good chance you love them too

but if you don’t you will most likely start liking them even just a bit because he makes them fun

getting to spent time with him and watch him do something he loves makes it special

it also can be really funny

can guarantee at least once he’d say “watch this babe” or “this ones for you” and immediately fail/die

this is also something that definitely happens in the outside world with him trying to throw something away or something

pure of heart, dumb of ass

also i don’t know shit about video games so i cannot go into anymore detail then this lol

is 100% down with spontaneous movie nights whether that be binge watching movies at home or going to the theater

if it’s a movie he’s obsessed with but you’ve never seen he will be trying his hardest not to info dump and potentially spoil the whole thing

but if it’s a movie he knows you have seen he is more than willing to explain every single fact about it he knows

“did you know that while filming this bit they had film it completely in reverse to make it look like that?? insane right!?”

speaking of movies if it’s a horror/scary movie you can bet he will try to act all tough and not scared before it starts

even if you already know how much of a scaredy cat he is he will try to play it off

but the second the first jumpscare happens there will be popcorn flying everywhere

he is no longer allowed to hold the bowl

you’re still finding popcorn in the couch

he will still continue to pretend that he’s not scared despite shaking like a scared chihuahua

you will have to be the one to grab onto him

which then leads to him hiding his face into your neck or behind you

he still refuses to let you turn it off even if you insist it’s okay

there is a part of you that feels bad but also a part that thinks it’s so funny

your contact names in each others phones are han solo and princess leia

the only suggestions i will take on this is that yours is han and his is leia

will take you to every convention within driving distance

if the convention if for some game/show/movie you don’t know be prepared for a whole powerpoint presentation or a weekend of binge watching whatever media it is

“didn’t you just say you hated doing a powerpoint for history??”

“babe this is way more important and interesting than anything school can teach”

you both will be going all out costume wise every convention

i can totally see you guys going in couple costumes or like hero and villain

if the latter you two take turns on who gets to be the villain or hero

if you are with benny there is no way you can be a halloween hater

he can do freaking magic, of course it’s his favorite holiday!!

this also can follow what i said for conventions with the costumes

at some point there is a competition on who can get the most candy

if he loses, he will say that the candy was just too hard to resist, and he had to eat just one piece that turned into him eating many pieces

this is a true fact whether he loses or not

side note if you can go a whole night of trick or treating without eating a single piece of candy while doing so i don’t believe you

[atzjieun]

[240805 FROMM UPDATE]

[02:15 PM KST] | [01:15 AM EDT]

JIEUNIE SOPHIE hiiii tinys~ (PM 02:15)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE it’s been a while since i’ve been here, right? (PM 02:15)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE sorry for not being very active 😓 (PM 02:16)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i’ll try harder in the future! (PM 02:16)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE wow so many international atiny are awake (PM 02:16)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE it’s 1am here though? (PM 02:16)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE ah i see. i guess people just don’t sleep during sunmer break (PM 02:18)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE yes i’ve been exploring all the cities! (PM 02:19)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i know my reputation ㅋㅋㅋ but i promise i’ve gone out (PM 02:19)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE there were a few days i stayed at the hotel because i was tired, but the members drag me out often (PM 02:19)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i went to a restaurant with mingi-oppa and yeosang-oppa the other day! (PM 02:20)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE the food was so good!! best steak i’ve ever had and i ate so much i thought i’d explode (PM 02:20)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE toronto and illinois atiny!! please give me some food recommendations 😊 (PM 02:21)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i like trying local food places 🥰 it’s fun to see what different foods are popular here (PM 02:21)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE ah, what did i do today? (PM 02:21)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE well earlier i went out for brunch with hongjoong-oppa (PM 02:21)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE then i worked out at the gym for a bit (PM 02:21)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE and then took a shower and have been resting since (PM 02:22)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE wooyoung-oppa and i were watching a movie (PM 02:22)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE mamma mia of course <3 (PM 02:22)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE you guys want a tmi? (PM 02:23)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE hmm… (PM 02:23)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE ack it hurts (PM 02:24)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE wooyoung’s laying on my leg and cutting off my circulation (PM 02:24)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE he fell asleep while watching mamma mia!! a crime, really (PM 02:24)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE that’s why i came to talk to atiny~ (PM 02:25)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE no, i’m not going to send a photo of him asleep (PM 02:25)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i did take some, but those will stay between the members for now ㅋㅋㅋ (PM 02:26)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE maybe i’ll use them for blackmail later (PM 02:26)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE some people are asking for another mamma mia cover (PM 02:27)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE maybe one day! (PM 02:27)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i've been working on a lot of things in between shows (PM 02:27)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE no spoilers~ (PM 02:28)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE LOL someone's asking what i'm getting mingi for his birthday (PM 02:28)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE nice try mingi-oppa (PM 02:28)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i know its you (PM 2:29)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i might try to sleep soon (PM 02:29)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE i forgot i'm going out with the others tomorrow (PM 02:29)

JIEUNIE SOPHIE goodnight north american atinys <3 please go to sleep (PM 02:30)

a/n: jiwoo are officially no longer fighting in real time :) the details of their fight will be shared one day LMAO

a/n 2.0: the layout for the fromm post was inspired by the lovely @ateezjuliet :”)

[derangedthots]

Hi author, anon about the ask over your CTF Jace and Aemond characterization here ✌🏾

First of I want to say that you are very kind to answer all of our asks, questions and comments. I of course left various comments on your fics but I often wonder if I or we, aren’t annoying you … but then I guess that is also the beauty of fanfiction over regular fiction novels,right ? the access, the direct line of communication the readers have with the writer. anyway a very tiny paragraph to say that I’m very grateful for your interactions with us on your tumblr.

To go back to my ask & your answer … I hope you didn’t think I was disparaging your Aemond and its characterization (if it came out that way I really apologize). I think he’s very likable and comes out as any individual who lost his eye & didnt get too see the perpetrator punished, and finally got a dragon and saw himself being reprimanded for it. Meaning he’s bitter, angry and slightly closeted. Also the yearning he has for Jacaerys that you made us peeped in the last chapter made him a very compelling character.

I like what you say abt still maintaining Aemond’s (book canon and show canon) darkness and his thoughts being as dark as his heart. Now I imagine CTF!Aemond’s yearning for Jacaerys is not all rainbows and flowery hope of a courtship. I figure at night, in his room … he must think abt all he could to Jacaerys …🫣

I also like what you say abt Aemond having to change for a place next to Jacaerys. It also parallel how Jacaerys will have to accept Aemond and his not so savory parts too (& also how the throne will inevitably change Jacaerys in some capacity). Ultimately both Jace and Aemond will have to make concessions to be together but also put a lot of trust in one another and love, lust and trust don’t often go together. They have a long way to go … which is probably very fun for you to write as the author.

Sending you good vibes for your college classes !

don't worry, you aren't annoying me at all!! in fact, it's always incredibly touching to me that you guys care abt something i've made so much that you're so curious abt it. i'm grateful for interacting with you too!!💕💕

also absolutely no need to apologize, it didn't come off like you were disparaging my characterization of aemond, i was just running off 3hrs of sleep that day and answering your ask at almost 1am so i misread and didn't realize i went off on a nearly unrelated tangent until after i'd posted😅😅 even when i was delirious tho, i just thought you were commenting on book!aemond's dark traits and wondering how much of them i would be incorporating (part of that whole spiel was also just me preemptively responding to any future issues readers might have with my interpretation)👍🏼

"bitter, angry, and slightly closeted" is such an excellent description of aemond in general but CTF!aemond especially😂😭 let's just say he thinks some very...colorful and impassioned thoughts abt jace frequently😳🫣 i'm glad you find my characterization of him compelling!!

since the FMF/CTF universe is supposed to be a fix-it, i'm really trying to get jacemond's dynamic to be as healthy as possible. not necessarily perfect by our modern standards of course, it is still westeros, but healthy all the same. and i personally think it's a mark of a healthy/equal relationship when you don't try to change one another but rather, your love inspires each other to change. (otherwise, what are you there for? just find someone who already fits your necessary criteria lol, trying to build-a-bear a relationship you're already in just sounds like a recipe for endless fights and disappointment+disaster) but yeah i'm a romantic what can i say🥲🤷🏻‍♀️ like you mention, there's still a long way to go before both them get to being completely level with each other; trust, i think, must preclude love - it has to be there for it to form in the first place, otherwise it's just lust/obsession - and neither of them are really at trust yet. it's def equal parts fun to flesh out but also frustrating bc i know all of us just wanna be there already😂

thank you for the good vibes, i'm sending you some too! i hope life treats you amazing!!♥️

[whonsper]

@watercolorfreckles thanks for the prompts these are so good

please dear GOD someone hold me to these i at least wanna form an idea around each one pertaining to broken eggs. and if you wanna know more about broken eggs, you should totally send me an ask or dm me or check out [this post]

side note i really need to make a broken eggs master post but i keep forgetting :3 if anyone would be interested in that lemme know pls pls

ignore that this is posted on october second no the FUCK it isnt (listen i struggled so much with this one for some reason cut me some slack, its still the first in my brain, i havent gone to sleep yet. its not even 1am)

DAY 1: Whispers

(hey thats just like my name lol)

anything written is subject to change

Flippa, you're growing up in a world that hates you. It wants you dead, it wants you hurt, it wants to completely rob your childhood from you. And I hate that I'm so powerless to do a single fucking thing about it. I'm just as stuck as you are. I don't have any idea what to do, how to escape, how to keep you safe. god you aren't even able to be a kid.

Mariana came over today, he was here to pick you up, it was his week with you. I made sure you were all packed, of course, like a good dad. Definitely didn't forget to grab your favorite shirt or anything to stall you leaving, nothing like that.

Um, Mariana got here and he seemed a bit... strange. You know, walked in the door and shut it really quick, and just stayed there a second, ear almost pressed up against the door. You were so excited, you're always excited to see him, obviously you screamed out of happiness and tried to run up to him. But he shushed you. Like, hand over your mouth, he looked so serious too. I hope you weren't too scared. I hate that you have to be so scared.

Everything was quiet, I didn't hear anything outside. I tried asking what was up, but I got shushed too. Definitely kinda weird, I wouldn't ask questions though. I just grabbed you, pulling you away from the door; I didn't know what Mariana heard or if he was just playing some sick joke.

I started talking to you in a whisper, you know, letting you know everything was fine. And by god I would never lie to you, Flippa, because everything was fine. I promised then and I'll promise now. Everything's fine.

It was really cute, though, when you started talking back in a whisper, almost mimicking me. You're a little shit, you know that? It must've been from Mariana's side of the family, that bastard.

You were laughing though, so you weren't scared, and that's what matters. Mariana even joined in, the two of you were ganging up on me! You're both bastards! I can't believe the amount of betrayal from you both!

Right as you were laughing louder, Mariana stepped away from the door for a second, it didn't feel so dark for a split second. And we all heard a zombie's cry. It sounded so close, I swear I nearly shit myself. But we had to quiet your laughter, and what a moment of symbolism it was. Felt like I was in a goddamn story.

I hugged you close, you looked so scared, it happened so quick. But you were safe, and that's what matters. Mariana stayed by the door, ever the hero unlike me, sword drawn at the first sign of danger. You wanted to join him, but he held you back, pushing you towards the center of the floor, where I was sitting. He came to sit with us a minute later, sword dropping to the ground, arms wrapped around us, his family.

God we really can't have nice things, can we? I hope that, wherever you are, you're free to laugh as loud as you want.

[caruliaa]

OMG OMG FINALLY GET TO SEND U GNIGHT ASKS ON THIS ACC AGAINNNN literally sooo much yippeeee this is the best everr also omgggg on that note shsbsjsjs im so sorryyy i havent replied to all ur asks to me but its past 1am and well i need to get up in order to go get supplies for class from the hardware store before class siebbdbxbxnxbxn so i really do need to sleep but first i wanna say that!!!!!!! omg well i am sooo glad u have ur girlblog back u have deserved it for sooo long and in general u deserve sosososoo many good amazing things dearest because you are an incredible wonderful lovely human being and i am sososoo lucky to know you both because of that and because you are an amazinglyyy compassionate kind caring understanding thiughtful frienddd who makes my life and world smmmmm brighter and better and warmer and im sososoo overjoyed i get to know you and b your friend and yah like!! i just care ab u sm u mean everything to me and i love you sososooo muchhhhh mwah!! (hugs you closeee if you likee‼️‼️💕💕💕🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💕🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻���‼️🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💕💕🫶🏻🫶🏻)

FINALLY IM SO GLAD TO BE ABLE TO ANSWER UR GINGIHT ASKS TO POST TO HAVE MY DEAR LITTLE BLOG BACKK !!! and dw abt answering all the asks i v much understand that esp w class and having to go out to buy things omg !! and i hope u got lots of good eep despite the 1am bedtime love !!! and ough omg ur so os sweet my dearesttt ;; i rly hope you know im soso glad that i can be such a good friend to you whos kind and caring and understanding and stuff to you and make your life brighter and warmer and stuff my love ;; bc u rly do just deserve it smm my dearest and bc i really do just want to sos very much my dearest so im soso glad i can and i hope you know that you really are the same to me and just such a wonderful amazing incredible kind sweet thoughtful friend to me who makes me feel soso loved and cared for and safe and warm with you and just you are such a wonderful amazing person my love who bring sm joy and light and love and warmth into my world love i really am soso grateful to know you and i hope you know you really do just mean the whole world to me and i really do just love you so so so very much my dearestt *hugs you back soso veryy muchh soso close* 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💕💕💕💕💕💞💞💞💞💞

[random-tinies]

how long have my asks been disabled kdhwkdhkw oh no, how many people have been wanting to send asks but haven't because asks were disabled, noooooo

how could this happen, i'm so dummy. *looks at the system* which one of you fuckers did this

[katsutora]

— HEARTH

ft. haitani rindou, hanemiya kazutora, haitani ran, matsuno chifuyu

summary: what they do when they get home

warning: timeskip (post tenjiku arc) spoilers

⚘ HAITANI RINDOU 

ㅤㅤgod bless his poor eyesight — it’s been a long night filled with endless paperworks. he finally got to sign the last document, placing it on top of the pile. immediately texted you saying that he’s going to be home soon (send him the “ok drive safe ily” messages. with lots of heart emojis. he secretly loves them). the rest of the world is a blur as the car races with time. all he could think about is a warm bath, his favorite spot on the couch, a mountain of snacks, blankets, and you you you. now he’s right in front of the front door struggling with the lock, and the last straw was the keys slipping out of his fingers. seriously, what’s wrong with him today? he placed his shoes near the entrance and loosened his tie, then passed out on the couch for a several minutes; even forgot to tell you that he’s home. but you already saw his defeated state right when he arrived, so you understand how tired he must be. it’s been a hard week for him, considering the latest news that has been airing on tv about some rival gang. you only wanted to wake him up since his neck is bent in an uncomfortable angle. you poke his cheek, no response. you tried shaking him, he won’t budge. what you didn’t expect was him suddenly pulling you by the wrist so you fall on top of him. he mumbled something to your hair. “did you just say i love you, rin?” “no.” okay? don’t call him clingy because he will fight you on this even though you both know you’re right. just let him be. will definitely hug you tighter if you say you love him back.

⚘ HANEMIYA KAZUTORA

ㅤㅤsometimes he thinks he’s still dreaming. this place — with lots of pictures framed on the walls displaying various events, with your belongings scattered everywhere — is just surreal. so whenever he gets back from work, he would stand in the doorway and stare into your shared living space. it’s sad that he still thinks he’s the most flawed human being on earth, and you always make sure to let him know that you love him. but the thought of being allowed to have something for himself, to love and be loved in return is sometimes too much for him. here he is in his own apartment that he gets to share with the love of his life, looking around the living room in awe. “welcome home!” you greeted. he’s home. home. what a common yet strange concept. it used to be a place he avoided at all cost. now he just wants to be trapped within its walls, surrounded by warmth in all corners. everyday he idles in the same spot, as if waiting for you to invite him in, and everyday you would do so, and every single bad day suddenly turns into a good once he’s home. you hugged him and he smiled down at you. you ask him about the pet shop, letting him fill in the silence with funny stories. his eyes watered a little upon noticing the way you look at him; the same way that he looks at this place. it seems that after everything that he’s done, everything that he’s been through, the world is still kind enough to guide him back home. and his home is you.

⚘ HAITANI RAN 

ㅤㅤthe meeting started at around 10pm and was supposed to be done around 11. but the executives kept bickering with one another so it was inevitably stalled. he informed you about this delay, telling you not to wait for him and that you should just go to sleep without him. now, the thing about him is that he loves to surprise you, and he would always hide around the house when he gets home just so he can say “boo” and watch you jump in shock (a menace!). it’s currently 1am and you find yourself laying awake so why not do this to him? easy revenge! you went to the kitchen to grab something to drink and wait for him to arrive. speak of the devil, you heard the car pulling up in your driveway and you quickly crouched behind the kitchen counter. the front door opened, his footsteps loud and clear. then all of a sudden it’s quiet. you don’t know that he’s now hiding in the closet because he noticed the kitchen light is on which means you’re awake. help, is this a survival horror game?! make it make sense! in the end you’re the one to give up since it’s been about 30 minutes? you sighed in defeat as you walk to your bedroom, bracing yourself for the inevitable “boo”. and there it was, the free ticket for him to sleep on the couch tonight. “i hate you so much.” “aww why did you wait for me then?”

⚘ MATSUNO CHIFUYU 

ㅤㅤis out of breath. he ran all the way to the front door, opening it with such a force like he’s about to declare a war. “I’M HOME!!!” he said that so loudly that you’re sure the entire neighborhood could hear it. how are you not evicted yet? just kidding, everyone adores you both, you’re the cutest. honestly, this is his favorite part of the day. he would spread his arms wide after shouting that, and he would grin widely as you run down the stairs to greet him. you crash onto him and he envelopes you in a hug. no matter how many times he’s done this, butterflies always flutter inside his stomach when he embraces you. you’re both giggling like kids and it feels like he’s suddenly back in high school, knowing nothing about relationships, shyly handing you the letter on your last day. it feels like your first date, a shared slice of cake and two cups of milk tea. it feels like... coming home. well, in a sense, it literally is. but the feeling is so warm he could melt in your arms. chifuyu? chifuyu!! stand up, can’t hold you up any longer. you’re heavy! :(

© 2021 katsutora ; do not repost and/or translate and/or claim my works

[tobysbliss]

Time for Sleep

day 1 of my Lee Tommy week; sleepy tickles!

link for the prompts for lee tommy week: https://fizzthelee.tumblr.com/post/690344255616663552/ah-why-ello-there-what-is-this-a-lee-tommy-week

Lee!Tommy, Ler!Phil, CC’s

platonic!! dont tag as ship!! if u do then u will be hunted and killed/hj

Tommy lied in the bed of Phil & Kristin’s spare bedroom. It was 1 in the morning, and the kid was sitting there on facetime with Ranboo! What is it with these two and staying up late?

They’d ended up sending eachother memes and funny videos back and forth even though on facetime, and Tommy was trying so hard not to laugh so he wouldn’t wake up Phil or Kristin. But Ranboo then sent him a video of a compilation of Schlatt reacting to his fans stealing things like street signs, traffic cones, shopping carts, etc, and Tommy burst out laughing. Ranboo did as well, Tommy’s laugh being highly contagious.

I guess things are a lot more funnier when its late at night.

Phil was woken up, but not Kristin. he sighed, planted a gentle kiss onto Kristin’s forehead, and got up to go check on Tommy.

“Dahahamnihihit, Rahanbohoo! You’re gohohonna gehet mehe in trohohouble!!” Tommy tried to whisper yell but at this point he wasn’t anywhere near quiet.

“Nohot my fahault you dehecihided toho stahay at Phihihil’s instead ohof my house!” Ranboo retorted. In fairness, Tommy was fully given the option to stay at a house where there was nobody around to complain about them being too loud at 1AM. But it’d been ages since he’s seen Phil!

“Oh fuhuck OHOHOHOFF- PHIL?” Tommy whipped his head around, a wide smile on his face. Phil had snuck behind Tommy and squeezed both his sides.

“Phihil! What the hell?” Tommy exclaimed, and Ranboo set his phone down with a fond smile, resting it against his pillow so he could see this go down.

“You need to be quieter Tommy, you’ll wake up Kristin,” Phil told him as he sat down next to him. “Why are you still awake? Its nearly 1:30 now.”

Tommy stayed silent for a bit, a little embarrassed now as Phil was being soft with him while he was still on call with Ranboo.

“Can’t sleep.. bored.. and I miss Ranboo…” He said the last sentence very quietly, but Ranboo and Phil both heard it.

“Tom I miss you too but you chose to stay there—“ Ranboo said with a smile, and Tommy promptly flipped him off.

“How about this, I will help you get to sleep, and me, you, and Kristin go visit Ranboo tomorrow?”

Tommy’s eyes lit up and his smiled, “yes!”

“Alright. Say bye to Ranboo, and we will see him tomorrow, alright mate?” Phil carded a hand through Tommy’s hair and Tommy turned to his phone.

“Bye Ranboo,, I’ll see you tomorrow,” Tommy mumbled, loud enough for Ranboo to hear though.

“Bye, Toms. I’ll see you tomorrow!” Ranboo exclaimed, allowing Tommy to be the one to hang up so it wouldn’t seem like he wanted to leave. He really didn’t, if he was being fully honest.

Tommy pressed the bright red hang up button, and turned back to Phil.

“So.. how do you plan on getting me to sleep?” Tommy queried, genuinely curious as to what Phil meant.

Phil didnt give a verbal resposne, instead, he gave a response of lightly wiggling his fingers at the boy with a fond smirk.

Tommy flinched and tensed at the sight, a wide smile immediately appeared. “Phihil-“

“You alright with it, mate? I’ll be gentle, I promise you.” Phil pulled Tommy into a genuine hug, and Tommy melted into the affection with a slight nod.

Phil smiled and began to lightly drag his fingers up and down Tommy’s sides, producing giggles sweeter than honey from the teen.

“Phihilll.. ihit tihihickles,,,” Tommy whined through his giggling and Phil’s soft smile turned into a grin.

“Aw, It’s supposed to, Tom,” Phil started wiggling his fingers, but not too much as he didnt want to overwhelm the boy. Tommy’s giggles picked up as he released himself from Phil’s hold and lied down on his stomach out of instinc.

“Sohohomewhehehere ehehehelse plehehehease..!” Phil complied immediately, switching to tracing shapes into Tommy’s back and deciding to give him head scratches along with it. Tommy practically melted into the bed.

Phil audibly cooed at the teen below him. Everyone knew that Tommy was a soft kid off camera, and that he loves physical affection no matter how much he’d deny it.

“Shuhut up Phihil,” Tommy giggled and tried to smack Phil’s arm, however it was pretty difficult as he could not reach far behind him.

Phil soon let up on the tickles as Tommy seemed pretty tired. “You alright, mate?”

“Mhmm.. tired..” Tommy flipped over to lay on his back, and Phil got up to leave.

“No.. stay, please..” Tommy reached out his arms and did grabby handd, Phil audibly cooed as he lied down next to the boy.

Tommy curled up against Phil, his head rested on his chest. “G’night Phil..”

“Goodnight, Toms,” Phil carded a hand through the teen’s blonde curls, and the two then fell asleep almost instantly.

Phil told Ranboo and Kristin about what had happened that night, and Tommy was screaming over them about how it didn’t happen.

Nobody believed Tommy.

[1kook]

commercial break: eleven

this is a netflix & chill drabble <3

SUMMARY You’re too bright, too… there. His shell is too small.

WARNINGS sadness, vulnerabilities, insecurity, self confidence issues, an idea of “feeling ugly”, tw // mental breakdowns and feelings of regression, crying, jk doesn’t want anyone near, oc tries her best to comfort him

RATING e for everyone

WC 1.2k

NOTES i love the idea of jk being the perfect man, but I also want to show moments where he isn’t so perfect and where he’s not the mature man oc thinks he is… I love my boy so much 😭😭 also it’s 1am helloooooo ALSO it’s formatted ugly bc I’m posting this from my phone 😀 I’ll fix it tmrw promise

Jungkook hates to admit it, but some days are harder than others.

Some days, Jungkook wakes up with an uncomfortably stifling feeling in his chest, one that threatens to wiggle its way into the loneliest parts of his heart and find permanent residency. A drowsy one, makes him linger in bed well past his preferred wake up time, the blackout curtains in his room ensheathing him in a sea of darkness that his heart is adamant on replicating. But it’s worse than drowning, because his lungs are clear; it’s just that he doesn’t have the strength, the willpower to force another breath— he just wants to lay there and do nothing.

“Good morning,” he hears from beside him, and a different weight presses against his side. You’re warm in the morning, soft too. He likes how you feel, he always does. But not today. Today, he doesn’t know how he feels about the overwhelming presence at his side. You’re too bright, too… there. His shell is too small. “You sleep okay?”

Jungkook doesn’t answer. The words don’t catch in his throat, but in the recesses of his mind instead, overlapping and overflowing until it feels like tv static, fuzzy and blurry— confusing. You shift beside him, and his heart kicks up an anxious rhythm. It’s not the normal butterflies that beat their wings against the walls of his rib cage when you smile, nor is it the thundering gallops of a dozen horses when you touch him just so. It’s this nauseating, terrified feeling, one that screams at him to answer lest he upset you with his silence.

There’s a hand on his chest, and he doesn’t like how it feels right now, just another suffocating layer to add on, but even worse he doesn’t know how to tell you that.

Luckily, he doesn’t have to. It slinks away, but that warning bell in his head is going off anyway, makes him look over at you in panic, only to find you propped up on your elbow, inquisitive eyes focused on him. Your features are still soft, and Jungkook is pretty sure there’s traces of last night’s makeup clinging to your lash line. You’re so pretty— you always are. Jungkook can’t handle this right now. You’re too pretty, and Jungkook feels ugly. (Ah, so that was the feeling.) You can’t look at Jungkook when he’s ugly, you won’t want Jungkook when he’s ugly.

“Hey,” you say softly, gently. Jungkook’s heart aches. A pair of fingers brush along his cheekbones, drag through the wetness that escapes the corners of his eyes, trails down toward his ears—when had he started crying?—where you delicately tuck his hair back. “I’m gonna get started on breakfast,” you tell him, voice hushed, whispering. Jungkook is hanging onto every single word, feels like you’ll disintegrate before his very eyes if he isn’t careful. You can probably tell. “You don’t have to eat right now, but it’ll be down there if you want, okay?”

You move to get off the bed, scooting away from him, leaving him behind. He’s fine with it until he isn't, until your hand touches the door knob to his room and a shameful sniffle escapes him. Loud too, loud enough to make you turn back in surprise. And that alarmed look on your face is enough to make Jungkook want to hide, hurriedly rolling over onto his stomach, burying his face into his pillow, arms clutching at the softness as he cries. You hurry back. He doesn’t want you to leave, but he doesn’t want you to see either. He doesn’t know what he wants.

“No,” he begs, turning the other way when your face comes up beside him, kneeling beside his side of the bed. “Don’t look at me— please.”

There’s a hand on his back, and Jungkook hates how much he loves it, hates how much he instinctively yearns to find comfort in you at a time like this. He was getting better, he’s been getting better. He swears he has; he has journals full of feelings to prove it, vulnerable text message threads with Namjoon to prove it.

But he won’t lie. The Valentine’s Day incident had left a bad taste in Jungkook’s mind, and these past few months have been hard. He feels like he’s regressing, like he’s back to being a teenager all over again. By itself, that knowledge sucks. Combined with the warm palm on his back and the loving voice calling his name— combined with the fact you've been watching Jungkook these past few months each and every time he’s woken up like this… it’s humiliating. “Don’t look,” he chokes out, each drag of your fingers through his hair sending a confused pang of emotions straight to his heart.

“Why can’t I look?” you ask quietly, toying with the strands of his hair. He sniffles. “What would I see?”

“Me,” Jungkook sobs, wishing the mattress would just up and swallow him.

You’re silent, a fact that Jungkook wishes he could appreciate had it not made the sounds of his anguish even more obvious. It makes him self-conscious, more than he already is, so he forces himself to quiet down. It doesn’t feel better, but it does let him hear your next words. “I like looking at you,” you tell him, and the bed dips down beside him. After a moment, you speak again. “Do you feel ugly today?”

Careful, calculated. Like he’s a ticking bomb and you don’t want him to blow. Briefly, he had explained it before, skirted around it in embarrassment as he talked about the way he felt. It had been months ago— maybe the weekend after Valentine’s —so he’s surprised you remember. Jungkook nods.

“Then I’ll wait,” you announce, and eventually he feels you settle in beside him. His head is still turned the other way, hiding shamefully, but he can feel your warm breath against his skin when you slowly cuddle in close. An arm wraps itself around his back. He doesn’t mind it this time— he just wants to be held now. “I’ll wait until you feel pretty again.”

Part of Jungkook wants to snap at you; he doesn’t want to feel pretty, he’s never felt pretty. Jungkook felt average at best, and on days where you stroked his ego, maybe even handsome. But pretty? That’s not something that’ll ever happen, and he doesn’t want you to waste your hopes on a possibility that does not exist.

But that’s mean, and he doesn’t want to chase you away, scare you away, even if he doesn’t want you to see him like this. So Jungkook shuts his mouth, stays still, tries to match the soft rise and fall of your chest against his side instead.

Some days he’s fine in a few minutes without a single tear shed. Other days are long. Other days are so painful and uncomfortable, he just wants to hide. He wants to climb into his shell and never come out, hide his ugliness from the world and never have to worry about being seen again.

You don’t lie to him, don’t feed him empty promises while you wait. You just lay silently at his side, pulling him closer when his sniffles get louder. You don’t say anything unnecessary and you never make it about yourself.

Lately his shell has grown bigger, wider, comfier. Big enough for someone else to squeeze in, hold him close when he doesn’t feel like himself.

He doesn’t hate it.

[simluvbot]

jake as your boyfriend

a/n: I wrote this while very sleepy so I apologise if there are some grammatical mistakes </3 also this is 95% gender neutral apart from one point (:

open to read <3

honestly the boyfriend that anyone wishes they had

very very caring and sweet with you ):

CONSTANTLY boasts about you to the members, but in reality is pretty shy in front of you when it comes to truly describing how he feels about you, to you

jake is your number one simp and yes very openly admits it

you know how he often posts mirror selcas on twitter? YEAHH well he also takes them with you

saves it as his lockscreen photo (:

and will he stare at said photo at 1am when he cant sleep?? thinking about you?? yes

has a shared spotify playlist with you where you both can add songs to it

likes to just sit and vibe to music with you

you have SO many inside jokes with him, literally

you’ll both be around the members when someone says something and you two will just look at each other and giggle about a reference no one else but you and him understand

jake is the type of boyfriend to randomly show up at your house in the middle of the night after practice just because he misses you

jake is very cuddly!!! 

he also wears hoodies vv often so it makes cuddling with him extra comfy and soft ): not to mention how nice he smells 😳

likes laying with his head either on top of your chest or in the crook of your neck, your hands running through his hair softly ):

he is the biggest koala youve ever seen i stg

will NOT let u go as soon as he holds on,, seriously

once that man has attached to you, you know that its gonna be a while before you’ll finally be allowed to get up lmao

will beg you to come cuddle with him saying it’ll only be for 5 minutes when by the time you realise its surely been longer than 5 minutes its actually been nearly 30 minutes

will even cuddle you in front of the members. will spot you across the room and open his arms wide, beckoning you over to him on the sofa

at first it was very shy skinship in front of the others since jake only really likes sharing such precious moments with you when youre both alone, but soon enhypen adjust to it and instead it becomes a regular occurence to see u and jake sitting next to each other half draped across one another lmao

it’s embarrassing for you but its jake sim. how could you even reject your boy?

if youre in school, our smart boy will like to take interest in whatever youre studying!

sits and watches lectures with you and reads your notes lol

asks you questions to do with what youre learning and helps you revise

honestly just likes learning new things since he misses it, so he likes to pay attention with you to help you study and also for him to learn new things too! 

expect cheesy good morning texts and pickup lines whenever he is not busy lmao

also expect him to not-so-discreetly leave his hoodies at your house ever since he first saw you wear his grey one

always sends snaps(?) to you of selfies and generally updates just for you on his day. 

yes he will make them cheesy by for example saying “we are eating bibimbap for lunch today. but i wish you were here too~” or “today is so long, i hope to see your face as an energiser 😍”

he uses the ‘😍’ emoji all of the time in his tweets so expect him to use it all of the time with you too lmao

😍😍😍😍😍

yep. the emoji pretty much sums up how he feels about you tbh

doesnt mind buying you something if you ask him for it

but you never do

but will your rich boyfriend still unnecessarily splurge money on you? yes

kisses!! with jake :D

at first he will ALWAYS ask for your permission to kiss you

even after youve dated for a while he will still 95% of the time ask for your consent

mainly is because he is very very shy when kissing you

but also because he never wants to make you feel uncomfortable!! at all. NEVER. not on his watch!

very very soft, breathy and giggly kissing 🥺

likes it when you kiss his nose 🥺🥺

many giggles,, many many giggles during soft kissing hours with jakey

also likes it when you hold his neck/jaw

and as for not so soft kisses 😳

loves loves loves it when you run your hand through his hair and tug on it

soft groans from him

will deepen the kiss by holding onto your jaw to angle better

he likes french. no more comments

whenever you kiss jake its literally heaven. butterflies in your stomach,,  always !!

idk but there is just something. about the way that he leans forward and gently drops you to the bed before he’s soon on top of you and quite literally caging you between him and the bed

whenever this happens you swear you nearly pass out every time by just how simply intoxicating jake sim is. his cologne, his kisses, his hands, his words, his heat

and quite quickly is goodbye to shy, flustered jake

...anyways

NEVER lets anyone hurt you

if anyone ever disrespects you he can become pretty scary.. will get in their face and directly confronts them. but that rarely ever happens so dw!

(if youre a girl) jake is the type of boyfriend that makes no issue from you accidentally staining the bed from your period

will pause and ask you instead if youre okay, if youre in pain, if you need to go get you anything or buy you pads

will then help you change the sheets and while he waits for you to finish showering, he’ll in the meantime make the bed extra comfy and will choose a film for the cuddle session you two have after you come out 🥺

literally will do anything you ask him to

is WHIPPED for you. literally a puppy when it comes to you

Talking about puppys,, constantly shows you photos of layla

you very soon become layla’s mother in his eyes despite you not even having met her yet lmao

‘one day,’ he says. one day 😔

he really wants to take you to australia one day and show you his hometown

he even has a section in his notes app where he’s written down all of the different places he would take you to if you both did go ):

Overall such a kind and considerate boyfriend

The type of boyfriend that just makes you feel so so safe and warm. He is your home and he never fails in making you feel comforted

And same thing for him! He simply loves being around you, staring at you and complimenting you

You are his favourite person <3 and he always puts you as one of his main priorities. Always.

[bratkook]

like you used to. jjk

“So kill me like you used to...”

part two.

pairing. ex boyfriend!jungkook x reader genre. angst, mentions of smut, toxic exes warnings. very toxic depictions of relationships, hints at infidelity, drunken mistakes, they’re both very toxic for each other and just can’t stay away, brief mentions of smut word count. 2.9k note. this is just a lump of angst that my mind conjured at 1am last night, i just love angst and messy relationships that are destined to fail 😌(its not edited so if u see a typo no u dont)

It always started with a phone call. 

Whether it was from you or him always changed. Sometimes he’d get the call at two in the morning, vision blurry as he brought the phone to his face and saw your name illuminated on the screen, that old goofy selfie you had together still set as your contact photo. He’d hesitate for a moment just to keep you on your toes before pressing accept, already getting up and putting pants on because he knew just what you were calling for. 

Tonight was your turn to be on the receiving end, laying in bed comfortably as you scrolled through random posts to try to help you sleep, the flash of his face fills your phone, it’s a random close up photo of his eyes staring right into the camera, crinkled up in a smile. Even though his name is changed in your contacts, no longer having the cute bunny emoji tacked to the end, you know you’ll still pick up in a heartbeat. And you do. 

The second you press accept you’re met with the familiar sound of his voice, slurred and thick as he speaks so jumbled up you would barely be able to understand him if you didn’t already know what he was saying. It was the same things he always said whenever he got like this, proclamations of love that only cut up your freshly scabbed over wounds, salt rubbing into them when he cries about how he misses you, promises to change. 

They get cut off when the phone is yanked away from his grasp, the second familiar voice belonging to his buddy Yugyeom now speaking into the receiver. “You gotta pick him up Y/N.”

The annoyance is evident in his voice, the babbling of Jungkook still heard in the background along with the dull beat of whatever place they were outside of. 

“He’s not my responsibility Yugyeom.”

He simply sighs into the phone, staring at his mess of a friend before rubbing his jaw, sore and aching from where he had just been socked after attempting to force him into an uber. “Yeah well he won’t let anyone else take him home, he’s drunk as fuck. I’ll send you the location.”

Not waiting for a response he hangs up and sends you a pin of where they’re at, thrusting the phone back into his friend’s hands before getting into that uber and leaving Jungkook alone while he whines against the dirty bar wall, crouching down onto the filthy sidewalk as the car drove off. 

Yugyeom knew you would come to his rescue like you always did, never once saying no and letting Jungkook fend for himself because on the rare occasions where you’d call him drunk and crying he’d do the same. 

Getting into the car still dressed in your pajamas, shoes thrown on without being laced up, hair still messy, it felt like routine now from how often it happened. Jungkook called you sober, text you while in a sane state of mind, but without fail at least once a month he’d get absolutely shit faced and call you, leaving you what he thought were heartfelt voicemails if by some chance you didn’t answer. 

It was the same bar every time, a bar you used to frequent with him, knowing the location and all the small side streets to get you there without needing directions. Doing this felt like such a normal part of your life it almost made you forget that you and Jungkook weren’t together anymore. It’s been a year since you split and you still find yourself thinking if things could be different. 

Would it have been best if you never confessed to each other, never admitted to the small inkling of a crush before it was able to fully blossom? It was hard not to wonder how different life would be now if you had walked away the first time things went south, if he had walked away after the first argument. 

Whenever he called you, pulled you in with those drunken promises it was easy to convince yourself that your relationship was perfect, that it was worth all of the struggles. Your brain morphed each fight, each time you cried alone, twisted it around and molded it to make it easier to consume, easier to believe you were meant to be. 

You thought you were soulmates, and maybe you were, two people destined to be together, meeting at the wrong time, under the wrong circumstances. What was meant to be perfect puzzle pieces connected had slowly turned into jagged edges that no longer clicked regardless of how hard you tried to jam them together, foolishly thinking you could spill your love into the gaps to mend the spaces, making the pieces whole once more. 

Love was never enough. 

Love made you stupid, made you blind and gullible, smiling through lies to avoid arguments, going to bed angry until he was hovering over you, coaxing you into forgiveness with soft kisses and gentle touches. It always went this way, regardless of who’s fault it was without fail he’d end up slot between your legs, the only time the puzzle pieces connected perfectly, allowing him to fuck you as if he’d never see you again. Murmurs of love and adoration were passed between panting breaths, sloppy kisses, shared moans to mask the empty promises you made every time.

Staying away from each other was a hard habit to kick, the two of you stuck on an endless game of seesaw, neither of you having the guts to get off and move on. All it took was a simple drunk phone call for you to go his way, the slur of his voice as he cries into the receiver about how much he loved you, missed you, needed you next to him, wanted to try again. It reeled you in so easily, winding you up until you were hauling your sloppy ex boyfriend off the dirty floor and into your small car. 

He remembers none of this, he never did, not fully anyways. Small tidbits of words he said flash in his mind as he comes to, drool on his cheek and neck sore from the unfortunate position he had slept in, groggy and unaware of his surroundings. 

He knew your apartment too well, recognized the green wall he had helped you paint, now holding endless pictures of you and your friends. None of Jungkook anymore. 

All of those photos were gone now, not burned or shredded in some ritual to get over him, simply tucked into a box and shoved so far into your closet you hoped you would forget it. You never did of course, the way the box laid dust free made it clear how often you pulled it out and sorted through the photos whenever you had too much wine, whenever you had off days where you just felt so alone and wished you could go back to the times you had convinced yourself were better. They weren’t, you knew they weren’t once you sobered up and balanced out your emotions.

Jungkook doesn’t feel bothered that not a trace of him remained visible in your home, he knew his presence lingered in the cracks, buried so deep in the crevices of your mind he knew you would always think of him. 

He groans softly as his eyes roam the interior of your home, the throbbing in his temples making him stop and shut his lids, not needing to analyze the place he was at less than two weeks ago when you had called him over. Jungkook briefly wonders if he should sneak his way out, not used to waking up on the couch instead of in your bed right beside you, maybe he had said something last night that crossed the line and landed him on the couch as a punishment. 

As you finally emerge from your room his plan of escape is put to a stop, his eyes gravitating towards your bedroom door, seeing the way you cautiously step out. Having heard Jungkook wake up since you had already been awake for the past hour, your body not allowing you to sleep while knowing he was in the other room, it took a few minutes of courage before you were able to face him. 

Spotting him on your couch shows how much he doesn’t belong, the pinned leather jacket he wore looking so harsh against the light coloring of your furniture, his dark disheveled hair contrasting with the tidy way you organized your apartment. He senses it, the skin crawling sensation that spreads the longer you stare at him, how he felt so out of place somewhere he used to call home at one point. 

“Thank you for picking me up.” He chooses to break the silence, voice raspy, his internal self screaming at him for always doing this. His eyes are sincere, genuinely meaning it, knowing just how messy he got when he had too much to drink, how his friends could never handle him when he crossed the line and began to call for you. 

Like always his words were routine so he expects it when you huff and say, “You need better friends Jungkook.”

“I know.” Because he did, he knew his friends enabled him, riled him up and once he became too much they pushed him onto you, knowing Jungkook’s grip on you was still too strong for you to ever say no. 

“What if I hadn’t picked you up? Would they have left you on the side of the bar to fend for yourself?”

“Probably,” he shrugs, from past experiences he knows very well they would have. His friends had dealt with Jungkook crying over you far too much, their patience fully stamped out, no longer able to tolerate him when he became like this. 

Not even realizing when he begins to smile as he thought of the nights you didn’t pick up, how he had ended up in the most random locations because he refused to go home to a place you weren’t, he snaps out of it when you scoff. “It’s not funny Jungkook, you could have gotten hurt or something.”

There it was, the reason you were upset. Not because he had called you and spewed the same bullshit he always did, no that you could tolerate. You were upset, and worried, that you’d get a following call from someone stating he had injured himself while calling for you. 

“I know.”

You pause to breathe, his short responses not irking you like it should, arms crossed over your chest as you observe your ex boyfriend still sitting on the couch, looking like a scolded child. 

“You can’t call me anymore Jungkook.” How you have the nerve to say that to him is funny, acting as if ten days ago you weren’t the one doing this to him, telling him you missed him, securing your anchor around his foot and dragging him back under with you. 

This is the checklist you needed to go down, a formality of the morning after so he doesn’t mind it. Instead he frowns at the way you continue to say his name, the way it rolls off your tongue makes him wince, missing the way you’d call him Kookie, playful pet names like Bunny, something he swore he hated but secretly loved. Jungkook wished he could hear you say it again, humor you with that damned bunny eared headband he’d wear to hear you laugh, squeal as he posed and dance for whatever silly video you recorded as you shouted out the ridiculous nickname. 

The last time he heard those words spill out of your mouth had been too long ago. 

“I’m sorry.” he admits, he knew he had to stop, couldn’t continue to hold onto the past, knowing how wrong you were for each other but he wasn’t the only one. Those were the same words you told him ten days ago, apologizing with guilty eyes for asking him to come over when you were lonely, needing a familiar body to occupy the space next to you, wanting his hands to soothe you, make you feel whole again just for a night. 

Once the sun came up it was back to normal, the two of you having the repeat conversation you had every time, the exact one you were having now. A formality. Nothing more, just mindless words that you would both agree to just to move along, to make you both feel better, more secure with yourself until the next time the phone rang. 

Your heart twists in your chest as you look at him, the same toxic love you had for him brewing in your heart, spilling over and burning you but you ignore the pain, convince yourself you don’t feel it as you breathe in. That same rope latches around Jungkook’s ankle as you avert your eyes for a brief second before looking back at him with a small sigh. “Do you want breakfast? I know how you get when you have a hangover.”

He smiles for the first time, charming as always, looking up at you through the subtle waves in his hair. “I probably shouldn’t.”

You know this. He definitely shouldn’t because breakfast will turn into words exchanged, civil at first, flirty the next, a coin flipped to decide if a petty argument would begin or if you’d reminisce about the good times. Regardless of the outcome, what always followed ended with you moaning out his name as he rocked into you, those same empty promises spilling through his lips that you swallowed with a kiss. 

A brief moment of bliss, a small dose of the past that only serves to hurt you further but you crave it, loving the small rush that came with arguing, the roughness of his hands as he pushed you around before sliding home, burying his face into your neck as he broke you down all over again. 

Normally you’d try to convince him further, but as your mouth opens to protest you get flashes of the night before, how you had carried Jungkook up your flight of stairs, hearing him ramble about nonsense so slurred together you paid it no mind. You would have had him sleep in your bed beside you like you always did but when you fish his phone out and begin to slide his jacket off it buzzes to life. 

Always being nosey you type in his password, smiling when you realize it was still your old anniversary but when you unlock it and see a flood of messages from a girl named Natalie, calling him babe, asking where he was, the smile falls from your face as you start to snoop. 

It doesn’t take much scrolling through their thread of messages to easily discover she was his girlfriend, blissfully unaware that he was shit faced and calling you, confessing to his love for you while she laid at home and wondered if he was having fun with his friends. She reminded you of yourself, of the way you used to be with him and it left a sour feeling on your tongue. 

“Yeah you probably shouldn’t.” 

He stands up now, following you slowly as you approach the door, heavy boots thumping on the hardwood as he reluctantly steps closer to the exit. He doesn’t want to leave, wants you to try to convince him to stay, not knowing that you knew the dirty secret he was hiding buried in his phone. 

You don’t decide to tell him you know, it was pointless. That was just how Jungkook was wired, so much love to give he had to spread it out, give everyone a fair share of it, choosing to pretend he wasn’t being selfish. It was naive to believe it, to think all the love he held was strictly for you, it was why he was able to pull the hood over your eyes so easily. 

Even when you pull the door open and give him a tightlipped smile he knows you’ll still call him, forget all about Natalie when you’re lonely once more. So when you look him in the eyes and sigh, “Goodbye Jungkook.” He knows it’s not for long, maybe a week or so, maybe less. 

He simply smiles, stuffing his hands into his jeans as he shuffles out, turning to face you as he steps backwards. “See you later Y/N.” And his words sting in a way he doesn’t mean, knowing just how right he was. 

Jungkook would never mind how heavy the anchor you hooked on his ankle was because he knew you would forever be a sucker for him. 

As you shut the door behind you it feels like a small weight starts to hang from your shoulders, the same tug starting from your chest, guiding you into your room until you’re pulling out the cursed box and sorting through those damned photos. With stinging eyes you flip through them for a moment, focusing on all the laughs captured on film, blurry vision moving to your phone beside you, hands already itching to call him again. 

It’s as if he knows, still inside your building, lingering in the lobby to give you a moment and it doesn’t take long. Once his phone starts to vibrate he smiles, staring at the photo of you as you call him like clockwork. With a clear of his throat he answers the phone, barely saying hello before he hears a small sniffle through the speaker. 

“I miss you Kookie.” 

Jungkook lets his eyes shut as he presses the elevator button, loving the feeling of being needed by you, already knowing to head back up because this was routine. 

“I know you do baby, I’ll be right up.”

And just like that you’re once again desperately trying to make those stupid puzzle pieces fit together, hoping that maybe this time love would be enough.

[thedamageofherdays]

This week's [23-08-2021 - 29-08-2021] reading log is here! I read a lot again this week and I feel like it's a lovely variety of fics. Most fics are Stucky like usual, but there's at least one other ship. I am constantly amazed by the talent people have in this fandom! There was one fic I read on Tumblr that I can't seem to find unfortunately, but when I do I'll make sure to reblog and rec it 💕

Favourites are marked with a 🌻

When life gives you lemons by moonthejedi394 @moonythejedi394 [Stucky, 40k words, Mature] (12/15 chapters available)

Or 13 Terrible Things to Do With Lemons Other Than Making Lemonade

Steve Rogers is a home health nurse. He works for an agency, which assigned him to the aging Winifred Barnes, the one and only Silent Era Hollywood darling. As her needs increased, she requested the agency assign Steve to her full-time. She could pay for it, so she got it. Steve then moved in with her, becoming her caregiver; he cooked, he cleaned, he managed her medications, he made sure she was comfortable.

Winifred's children treated him less than ideally. He was the help, after all. And then Steve had the audacity to go and turn out to be eldest son James Barnes's soulmate. No one saw that coming.

The Masseur and the Assassin by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy @buckybarnesdeservestobehappy [Stucky, 17k words, Explicit]

Bucky Barnes needed a vacation from his job. What he found was a happy ending.

The Words Breathe by buckbarnesdeservestobehappy [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]

All Steve has to do is keep his promise. When he doesn’t, Bucky gets mouthy.

Soft by this_wayward_life @wayward-lives [Stucky, 2k words, Explicit]

The last time he'd seen Bucky he'd looked unhealthy, with pallid skin and greasy, lanky hair. Now, Bucky shone; his hair was thick and silky, his skin a deep bronze from spending so much time outside. He was softer, too; the hard muscle that used to cover him was now replaced by soft fat, his body still strong, but in a more mundane way. His thighs were thicker, his ass plumper, and when he'd pulled Steve into the river Steve had noticed the pudge on his stomach.

Seeing Bucky so happy, well-fed and shining, was a bit of a kick in the face. For all the years they'd known each other, he'd never seen Bucky so... care-free. Now that Bucky was putting on weight, his middle soft and his body malleable, it sent a bolt of arousal through Steve every time he noticed the curves of Bucky's body.

Or: Bucky put on a bit of weight in Wakanda, and Steve is Not Coping.

🌻 Revive Another Side of Me by dontcallmebree @iamthe-wo-manwhocan [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]

Steve’s never lived in a world without Bucky, and he’s not living now. It takes them a while, much too long, to get that awaited rest, a little slice of peace after the dust has settled.Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes are inseparable, history remembers. But they’re not men of the past quite yet.

🌻 imagine being loved by me by spacebuck @spacebuck [Stucky, 20k words, Explicit]

Just after 1am - a few hours after he posted today’s photo - he hears the tell-tale sound of a twitter message. Bucky grabs his phone, not checking who it’s from as he opens it because it’s probably one of his mutuals yelling at him as per usual. When he actually looks at his phone, though, it’s not Natasha

The ‘verified’ check stares back at him for a long moment before he can even bring himself to process the name on his screen. Steve Rogers is messaging him. Or, he reasons, a very good fake. The handle looks right though, not that Bucky knows. Not that Bucky has Captain’s America’s tweets set up as notifications, or that Bucky’s own display name is set to captain america’s bitch. Not at all.

Hey, the first message says. It’s Steve.

🌻 JB’s Complete Lube Services by dixons_mama @dixons-mama [Stucky, 3k words, Explicit]

People just didn’t approach Captain America and proposition him. Although, sometimes Steve wished they would; even the pinnacle of virtue and justice needed to get dicked down from time to time.

Or, the one where Steve has the hots for a mechanic and decides to be proactive in getting that dick.

If it had to be someone by rainbow_nerds [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]

Bucky had known since he was a child that he didn’t have a choice in who he married, but he’d thought he had more time before the day arrived.

Miscalculations by christywantspizza @christywantspizza [Ransom Drysdale/Reader, 6k words, Explicit]

Ransom tries to get you to sleep with him by less than honorable means. You give him what he wants, just not how he wants it.

How to Seduce a Writer by obsessivereader [Stucky, 2k words, Teen]

What's a determined master strategist going to do when the oblivious writer he's trying to woo keeps missing all the clues?

He doesn’t think it’s because he hadn’t signaled his own interest to Bucky. He’s pretty much done everything short of hitting Bucky over the head with semaphore flags by this point. There’s no way Bucky could’ve missed them. Unless… There’d been that one link he’d stumbled upon when he’d googled ‘how to talk to a writer’. It’d been written by a writer, who’d been candid about how oblivious writers could be, and how someone could go about seducing one. An idea starts to form. It’s ridiculous, but at this point, he’s willing to go with ridiculous, since subtle wasn’t getting him anywhere.

🌻 Pod Bless America by Deisderium @deisderium [Stucky, 6k words, Teen]

Bucky can't believe his favorite podficcer recorded his newest fanfic AU of the show Commandos. He's even more surprised when the customer who busts him listening to fic while he's working in the office supply store turns out to be that podficcer.

* The guy—maybe bi_shield?—took his phone, looked down at the screen, and smiled. "Yeah, that one's mine," he said with no evidence of embarrassment. "It was a good one." He handed the phone back to Bucky.

"I wrote it," Bucky croaked.

take a bite by wearing_tearing [Stucky, 7k words, Mature]

"I’d never let anyone freeze to death.” Steve gives a big sigh and flutters his lashes. “All that blood gone to waste.”

Bucky’s lips turn down and his nose scrunches up a little. “I want to be grossed out, but…”

“But you get it.” Steve gives him a pointed look. “Vampires aren’t the only ones who can appreciate how juicy blood is.”

*

Or: Vampire Steve saves newly-turned werewolf Bucky from a snowstorm.

Leaving the Shield Behind by BuckyAboveEverything [Stucky, 6k words, Teen]

“So, on one hand, we have Steve Rogers - hunk, genius, animal lover. Buys you waffles and overpriced coffee. 100% wholesome all-American boy.”

“And, on the other hand, we have Capsicle – twink, smart-ass, fanboy. Reads your stories and sends you fanart. Possibly a pervert or a serial killer.”

Bucky groaned.

“I am 100% certain I am 0% sure of what to do."

Bucky Barnes, full-time copywriter and free-time fanfic writer, struggles to choose between two equally-attractive suitors, only to find that he doesn’t have to after all.

* Based on a true story *

Cap's Book Corner by Neche [Stucky, 2k words, Teen]

Recluse Author Bucky Barns stumbles into fanboy Steve Rogers bookstore one day...

Cat Nap by galwednesday @galwednesday [Stucky, 8k words, Teen]

Objectively, losing the Bucharest safehouse and its contents was the least of Bucky’s problems. The balding agent he’d seen directing the raid was apparently affiliated with SHIELD, which was a shadowy government agency that made representatives from other shadowy government agencies suddenly remember urgent appointments when Bucky tried to bribe, threaten, and otherwise shake them down for information on what the hell SHIELD might want with a former brainwashed assassin. Dodging SHIELD should be his number one priority.

Subjectively, he wanted his fucking cat back.

at any given moment by honeypuffed [Stucky, 1k words, Teen]

Steve and Bucky find out that everyone thinks they're sleeping together.

Brought to Brightness by eyres [Stucky, 10k words, Teen]

Army veteran Bucky Barnes has fallen in love with Steve, a guy he met online a few months after he returned from Afghanistan. Only problem is, he doesn't know Steve's last name or even what he looks like.

When his sister helps him send his story into MTV's Catfish, he's hoping they can help him meet Steve or, at least, let him move on with his life if Steve isn't real. Little does he know, Steve and Captain America have more in common than just a first name.

🌻 Nokken Wood by leveragehunters @leveragehunters [Stucky, 10k words, Teen]

When Sam's friend needs a house-sitter for his place in the country, Steve jumps at the chance. Six months rent-free to do nothing but draw and paint and wander the countryside, looking for inspiration? It was like a dream. But when he gets lost in a storm and nearly falls into a pond he starts to rethink the whole like a dream aspect of life in the country. And when a red-eyed, sharp-clawed, silver-fanged creature rises out of the darkness, Steve is one hundred percent certain the dream's morphed into a nightmare.

...until it gives him a cup of tea.

(Inspired partly by this prompt a supernatural creature is supposed to scare you but instead it gives you a cup of tea and a blanket because you're having a bad day and you keep coming back and partly by this painting.)

Professional Pride by galwednesday [Stucky, 700 words, Teen]

Bucky is having a very good day, until he turns around and finds himself face-to-face with Captain America.

“Oh shit,” he blurts before he can stop himself, and Captain America blinks at him. “Hey, hi, I didn’t expect to see you here.” Here, at New York’s Pride parade, surrounded by thousands of happy screaming people wearing rainbows and sometimes not much else. What is he doing here? Is he on guard duty or something? Was he just on a mission and happened to be passing by on his way back?

He’s in uniform but with the cowl loose around his neck, so when he rubs the back of his head it fluffs up his matted hair. “I, uh. I saw one of your–temporary tattoos?” Captain fucking America says, like it’s a question.

The A-bridged Guide to Trolling by galwednesday [Stucky, 1k words, Teen]

“I don’t have any money.”

Oh no, now the girl looked upset. Her eyes were huge and her lip was wobbling. Bucky tried to think fast despite the oh shit oh shit oh shit looping through his head.

“That’s okay,” Bucky said gently. “I don’t need money. We can figure out another kind of toll.”

The girl frowned at him. “Like what?”

Bucky scratched his head, trying to think of something a kid was certain to have on hand. “Do you know any jokes?”

(Fantasy AU in which Steve is a hedge witch with a green thumb, Bucky is a bridge troll who's new in town, and knock-knock jokes are a viable form of currency.)

It's a bittersweet ending (if you know what I mean) by relenafanel [Stucky, 1k words, Teen]

“I’ll see you around, Steve,” Bucky answers with a smirk, moving away from the counter with a wink.

Steve watches him go. Bucky’s wearing a pair of skinny jeans coated in something to give the appearance of leather. It’s impossible to not watch him go.

stuck on you by wearing_tearing [Stucky, 5k words, Teen]

“Bucky? You don’t look so hot.”

Bucky makes a tiny little sound in the back of his throat, only to start coughing. Of course he doesn’t look hot. He’s sick and he’s dying and Steve obviously isn’t attracted to him.

Decision-Making in Relationships (Paid Research Opportunity!) by castiowl [Stucky, 8k words, Teen]

Clint looked thoughtfully at the flyer. “I guess your actual roommate wouldn’t be down with it?”

Bucky frowned. “Have you met Steve Rogers?”

no way out but through by hollimichele [Stucky, 9k words, Teen]

Steve never sees it coming.

you got blood on your hands (and i know it's mine) by nighimpossible [Stucky, 3k words, Teen]

Bucky refuses to see Steve after his deprogramming.

Like What You See by daisymondays [Stucky, 8k words, Teen]

For all the time Bucky’s spent fantasizing about meeting Captain America, he’d never imagined it would be while posing nude in front of a drawing class.

🌻 A Real Boy by itsnotbleak [Stucky, 5k words, Teen]

It took the Winter Soldier three weeks to remember that human beings needed to sleep and eat.

It took Steve far too long to realise the Winter Soldier was sleeping in his bed.

Amapola by chaya [Stucky, 830 words, Teen]

Total fluff. Bucky's recovering nicely. Steve's oblivious. Sometimes it's best to set aside subtlety for action.

Knocking Boots With Sugar by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy [Stucky, 4k words, Explicit]

In between summers at college, Steve Rogers wants a new adventure beyond his lonely life in Brooklyn. He ends up in West Texas working on a dude ranch where Bucky Barnes is a long-time employee. When Bucky offers to buy Steve a drink, they end up drunk on tequila and making out in public. For the rest of the summer, they're inseparable. As the summer draws to a close, Steve realizes he doesn't want to leave.

Rogers and Associate by roe87 @jro616 [Stucky, 7k words, Teen]

When they first meet, Bucky is a hooker and Steve is a cop. She's been arrested, but Steve lets her off.

Years pass and they maintain a casual friendship, seeing each other out on the streets most nights.

Though he later makes detective, Steve loses faith in the system and quits his job.

He wants to set up as a private investigator, and he asks Bucky if she'd be his assistant.

Just in time by rainbow_nerds [Stucky, 1k words, Mature]

Bucky knew the apartment he was renting was old fashioned, but walking in the front door and finding himself transported back to 1938 was not on the list of things he had prepared himself for.

🌻 You Like What's in My Head by dontcallmebree [Stucky, 15k words, Explicit] (with art by @kocuria)

Bucky can’t decide if Steve’s a tough nut to crack or incredibly easy. The timbre of his voice, a low and almost amused, “Sure, kid,” when Bucky asks for a drink feels like something gripping him on the back of his neck.

He thinks this might be one of those moments in life he’ll pinpoint in the future and either curse at for dooming himself, or remember fondly with pride.

He’s right. Bucky Barnes blunders through falling in love with Commander Rogers and tries to find a deeper meaning behind the expensive gifts and thorough fucking.

Can I Sit Here? by BuckyFrickenBarnes [Stucky, 962 words, General]

Bucky has unusual methods for getting rid of his writer's block.

Or, Bucky needs that table.

Workplace Romance by BuckyFricken Barnes [Stucky, 1k words, General]

Bucky is under the impression that his boss hates him.

Or,

Steve needs to get better at dealing with his feelings.

🌻 1-800-MAYTAG by Miss Plum @misspluckyplum [Stucky, 1k words, Explicit]

Bucky just wants to get some housework done. It gets out of hand fast. Silly little fluff and smut romp with snarky stucky boys.

Eyes of the Forest by Lordelannette [Stucky, 7k words, Explicit] (2/8 chapters available)

When Omega Bucky Barnes comes to Eagle Lake, it was in search of wolves, a creature that had not been seen in the area for decades.

What he finds instead is Steve Rogers, a handsome, though quiet Alpha who seems to be everywhere in the forest.

[shoyodon]

Reclined Seat Prank HCs

𝙐𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙖, 𝙊𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖, 𝙆𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙖, 𝙆𝙪𝙧𝙤𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙏𝙞𝙠𝙏𝙤𝙠 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙃𝘾𝙨

Warnings: Suggestive b/c Kuroo - what’d you expect, language

A/N: it’s 1AM heres a shitpost 

Ｕｓｈｉｊｉｍａ

You had seen this prank on Tiktok a couple of times, a girl picks up her boyfriend but the passenger seat is reclined all the way back and gets their reactions

Ushi does NOT know who Tiktok is or why his girlfriend finds him funny and he does not care

Honestly, you had no clue how he’d react, he didn’t ever respond to the majority of your cheesy pranks but maybe this would be the one

You had messaged him telling him after practice today you'd pick him up and the both of you could grab something to eat together to which he responded an “Okay 🙂”

Tendou is still teaching him how to use emojis leave him alone

You pull up, placing your phone down so that it records the passenger seat and you recline the seat. 

You pull out a tube of lipgloss and begin applying it in the camera as if you were using it as a mirror and Ushi comes up to the side of the door, knocking twice on it before he opened it.

He does that so you know its him and dont get startled 🥺

He gives you a short greeting, a ghost of a smile on his lips, climbing in

Bro literally just adjusts the seat correctly and puts his bag in the backseat

What

“Ushi..” “Yes, my love?”

Sigh

You cant even be mad, the dude trusts you blindly, the thought of you cheating on him doesn’t even cross his mind

With a shrug you lock your phone, sparking normal conversation before pulling out to go get him a well deserved after practice dinner

Ｏｉｋａｗａ

Okay THIS motherfucker. 

I feel like Oinks definitely has Tiktok, unlike Ushi, and he is the definition of straight Tiktok

HOWEVER I don't think he has a lot of couple Tiktoks on his FYP and if he does they're like the sitting in your partner's lap pranks, not something like this

Hes also like...7 years old so he probably does his own petty pranks but theyre ones he comes up with himself that he thinks are fucking hilarious like taking a million selfies, posting them on your instagram/snapchat stories until theyre like 10-15 minutes long and filling your storage with them

So THIS

Oh this is well deserved

You set up your phone in a place that he wouldn't notice, and started recording

He runs to the car, opening the door quickly and tosses his bag in, getting in the car and literally fucking falls flat on his back

Confused™️

“Hey babe” 

“Yes tooru?”

“Who was in my seat?”

“Your seat?”

“MY seat who was in MY seat??”

No longer confused, just panicked

He sat up, leaning over the console looking you in the eyes, you can't tell if he's going to start crying or throw up

Not your intention to make him cry

Carefully explaining that it was a joke while he let out a loud, dramatic huff, placing his forehead on your shoulder

“I’m having heart palpitations”

“I'll pick up milk bread on the way home if you stop the dramatics…?”

“Deal.”

Ｋａｇｅｙａｍａ

Bro he has 3 brain cells, one for you, volleyball, and milk

Why would you do this

He doesn’t know what the fuck a Tiktok is despite you repeatedly showing him videos or telling him to make an account

He is far too busy watching 10 hr long volleyball compilations

I also HC him as having boomer humor so even if you showed him a fucking FUNNY video, he’d be brain dead, absolutely. He doesn't get the appeal

 He laughs at the minion memes this is fact

BUT ANYWAYS

You saw this and for whatever god forsaken reason wanted to do it on Kags, the most oblivious person on planet earth

It was like 3 AM and you told him you were coming to pick him up to go on a drive, which was normal for the two of you, it's one of the more peaceful moments in your chaotic lives 

He agreed, ofc, because babie is a huge softie for you. 

You pull up in your jammies, seat reclined and start recording

Kags comes out in sweats and a hoodie you gave him for your anniversary and opens the door, he notices the seat and gets in carefully

“Hey Y/n? Did you sleep in your car?” he asks quietly, turning to look at you, almost concerned.

“Did your parents kick you out or something? You know you can always stay with me..” baby starts rambling because he fr thinks you're living in your car for some reason

The whole concept of cheating doesn't exist to him, you are the one and only person in the world he has complete trust in, so naturally the only conclusion he could come up with was you being homeless

“No..Kags...I’m not sleeping in my car...it was a prank”

Cue explaining to him what the prank was

He doesn’t get it, why would pretending to cheat on your partner be funny

sigh

Ｋｕｒｏｏ

You know exactly what I’m about to write

This motherfucker

Kuroo for sure has TikTok BUT WAIT

Its canon that Kuroo is just a cocky dork that knows how to shit talk

He would never be on straight or couple tiktok, he's on science/nerd Tiktok and deep Tiktok for sure, he sends the craziest shit to you.

So there is NO way he would know about this prank unless someone explicitly explained it to him

Perfect

You told him you were going to pick him up for a lunch date since it was saturday and the two of you hadn't seen each other for a couple days

He agreed? Obv he is in ✨🌸love🌸✨with you 

You pull up, seat reclined, and set up your phone after shooting him an “i'm here” text

He runs out, pops the door open and looks in

Does NOT get in, instead, this cocky SOB leans down so you can see his face fully, hands resting on the roof of the car, shit eating grin on his face. “Is this you telling me you wanted a little something before we got lunch…? that'll ruin your appetite y'know..” 

Spit on him

Why didn't you see this coming

It did ruin your appetite

[bitterrsweetss]

haikyuu boys when their girlfriend stays up late:

fem! reader 

ft: tsukishima, nishinoya, oikawa

note: y/f/s: your favourite show

a/n: what better time to write this than at midnight? 

tsukishima

although he may not act like he cares, he actually does

so when he notices that you are sleeping much later than usual, he is really concerned

just wants his baby to be healthy :<

which means getting enough sleep 

at around 1 am, he was online and saw that you were too

he got worried because he thought you were stressed and staying up late to study or something

he’s literally a hypocrite lol

calls you

“why aren’t you asleep?”

you were binge-watching y/f/s

“you need to sleep”

tries to persuade you too sleep

he definitely says “told you so” when you come to school super sleepy the next day

he tells you to sleep after this episode, but obviously, you don’t

i feel like he would be the type to secretly worry about you

doesn’t wanna show it though

he also buys you a hot coffee the next day

y’all go to his house to cuddle and nap the next day

nishinoya

please, let’s be real, he would stay up later than you

would call you

y’all would talk until really late about really random things

or maybe watch y/f/s with him

i feel like he would be super high at like 2am

really

you would laugh a lot

you just enjoy his company a lot, so it doesn’t really matter what y’all are doing

i think that you would fall asleep on the call before him

he would do that really cliché and cheesy thing where he talks to you and tells you sweet stuff while you’re asleep

only you’re actually asleep and don’t hear anything he says

he says something like how happy he is to have you in his life

and how much he appreciates you

tells you all the things he loves about you in detail

admires you in your sleep

he loves you so much awh

hE’S SMILING AHHH

he also takes screenshots of you sleeping cos he finds it super cute

maybe he sets it as his wallpaper, maybe he does not

falls asleep a bit later

your phones die haha >:)

oikawa

another one that would stay up with you

he would take cute pics with you on facetime

which he sets as his wallpaper

he definitely sleeps earlier than nishinoya though

can’t stay awake for too long

posts on his story about it

y’all would talk deep stuff

you really enjoy talking to him though

he also really loves talking to you

i guess when you love someone you will just enjoy their company

i feel like y’all would jam to songs

he’s the type to make you a playlist of songs that remind him of you and send it to you

y’all would do your nighttime skincare routines together

a lot of jokes

he tells you about his day

if anything happened today that upset you, he tries to cheer you up by making a joke about it

y’all hang up at like 1am? 

idk i feel like y’all won’t call super long at night 

a/n: sorry, this is short,, hope you like it anyways. i attempted to edit it, but i’m not very good at editing my work and its late, so if u see any typo u can just tell me!! my back hurts lol its late and so i’m gonna sleep