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1kook · 4 years ago

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this is part of my netflix & chill series takes place directly after vickey & hickeys !

SUMMARY See, there’s no one in this world who ignores his house rules more than you. Even worse, there’s no one on this planet who can make Jungkook ignore his own rules like you do. WARNING smut, kissing, unprotected sex, missionary, a love for cum/precum, mentions of hickeys, uhhh idk what else lol MISC valentines day, jk cute housewife tbh, jk being in love again u know the usual, jk clean freak RATING m (18+) WC 1.4k

NOTES its not proofread bc im lazy but i love them... doesn't that amount to something.... YES! we move lads

Jungkook has been living by himself for about four years now, give or take, and in that time he has come to understand the dire need for order when maintaining a home. He never understood why his mom was such a stickler for rules until he began living on his own. Those first few months had been awful, just the mere memory makes him shiver. His kitchen counters had been littered with an array of stains. His laundry basket seemed to fill up faster than usual. He never envisioned his adult life would start off with him polishing each and every inch of his hardwood floors. But because of that experience, Jungkook has finally followed in his mother’s footsteps and composed his own list of rules, eponymously titled Jeon Jungkook’s 5 Rules for a Happy Home.

He liked order and peace, liked when his coats were lined up from lightest to heaviest, when his glass plates were all stacked according to size and collection. He’s generally a neat person, prides himself in maintaining a clean personal environment. But of course, because the universe just loves him so, they repay him for all his efforts by giving him an absolute wildcard of a girlfriend.

See, there’s no one in this world who ignores his house rules more than you. Even worse, there’s no one on this planet who can make Jungkook ignore his own rules like you do.

The list goes like this:

1. Shoes must always come off at the door; this keeps them clean and allows the hardwood floors to retain their glossy sheen for as long as possible.

The plan is to spend Valentine’s Day at his house, watch some Netflix, maybe chill. You had been giggly the whole drive back from the store, brandishing your repaired phone screen like it was something incredible. And because Jungkook had so graciously paid for it, he is reimbursed with a flurry of kisses that have the two of you stumbling into his house. “Baby,” he pants, hand at your waist. He hears rather than sees the loud thump of your sneakers against his hardwood floor. But Jungkook has long since mastered the careful art of distracting you, and it only takes one twirl and careful push until you’re pressed against the door, his hardwood flooring saved from your outside shoes.

Of course, you misread the action. “Are you gonna be mean to me again?” you purr, throwing your hands over his shoulders. Your breathing is a little shallow now, lips kissing against his jawline as he helps you out of your shoes. You surge forward once more, press those satin lips against his. But this time, it’s your sock-clad feet that step onto his flooring, a soft whimper falling through your lips.

2. Return everything to where it belongs; coats should go in the closet, keys on the key rack, etc, etc.

“Take it off,” you husk out, pushing his jacket off his shoulders, and then rather mindlessly tossing it against the base of the stairs, where it was certain to be a safety hazard. Jungkook doesn’t even have time to protest, because then your coat follows. And then your top. And then your bra.

He’s a weak man.

He kisses down your throat, makes sure to glide his tongue over the bruises from last night. Not because he wants to see them heal, but because they ignite this sort of possessiveness in him that has him pushing you against the wall once more, guiding your leg over his hip. “So pretty for me,” he mumbles, letting you manhandle him out of his own shirt. And when your pebbled nipples press against his chest, the blood rushes down to his nether regions. You whimper, an airy little sound that sends him to the brink of insanity.

3. Always hold the stair railing; the steps can be slippery sometimes, so it is best to be safe.

Just as predicted, his discarded coat ends up being the safety hazard it was destined to be. One blind step backwards sends him tumbling onto his behind, the edge of another step digging painfully into his back. “Fuck,” he groans, but not at his blossoming bruise. You shimmy out of your bottoms, present him with this stringy little thong he doesn’t think he’s seen before. “C’mere, baby.”

You’re his good girl, always, so you climb onto his lap with ease, slot yourself over him where you belong. “Right here?” you ask in the soft voice, look at him with this sinful gaze that sends shivers over every inch of his body.

“Right there,” he confirms, wrapping an arm around you, uses it to pull you flush to his chest. The other slides over the curve of your ass, along the length of your thigh. His gentle touch makes you arch against him, a soft sigh escaping through your lips. “Gonna be good for me?” Jungkook murmurs, pressing a kiss to the tops of your breasts. You nod, and he slips his hand just behind your knee, uses it as he hauls you into his arms. He can’t even see his own two feet as he stumbles up the stairs with you in his arms.

4. Don’t slam doors or unnecessarily swing them open; you can damage the walls or the door itself.

It’s a joint effort; you twist the doorknob and Jungkook kicks it open. It slams against the wall, but Jungkook doesn’t really care, not when you look like that sprawled over his sheets. He can’t get his pants off fast enough, eyes trained on you as you slip out of your thong. You’re already so wet, gliding your fingers through your arousal as he stumbles out of his jeans and boxers. Always a tease.

“Open,” you murmur. It’s what he should be saying to you, hand lingering on your knee, but he does it anyway. Jungkook parts his lips and savors the sweet taste of your arousal on your fingers, sucks and licks until you’re pulling away with a whine, spreading your legs for him to slot himself in between. He has half the thought to reach for the lube in his nightstand, the warming one that you love so much. But Jungkook is desperate and impatient: he spits in his hand and calls it a day, grips his cock in one hand and gives it a harsh tug. Unexpectedly, it’s an action that impresses his audience. “Me too,” you beg, tugging at his forearm.

And Jungkook complies. He revs up his throat and leans over you, spits in your mouth like you wanted him to. But he’s off today, not completely sane, and half of it splatters against the corner of your mouth, over your cheek. You flinch, eyes squeezing shut. A moan slips past your lips. And then Jungkook watches in awe as your tongue peeks out, licks at the corner of your lips like you’re trying to save it from going to waste. “Oh, baby,” he groans, and it’s with that final thought that he guides himself in.

You’re so warm, tighter than usual. He hopes it doesn’t hurt. By the sound of your cries, it doesn’t seem to. Still, despite his concern, Jungkook can’t bring himself to hold back and begins thrusting after only a couple seconds. You claw at his shoulders, probably leave bright red marks all over him. You’re exceptionally needy today, cross your ankles at the base of his neck and make it impossible for him to get too far.

Jungkook isn’t any better. He can’t let go of you even if he tried. If he’s not holding your waist, then it’s your breasts. If not there, then it’s your throat. There’s something so sexy about you today, so needy for him. He just fucked you last night, made you cum until you cried, and yet you always want more. More and more, just like him.

Neither of you last that long. Normally, he’d be embarrassed about that. But today, one press of his thumb against your clit has you spasming around him, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your cum coats his cock. So he’s not embarrassed, mostly proud. It’s a new record.

5. Always say I love you.

“I love you,” he gasps, holding your leg against his chest as he follows in your stead, vision fuzzy as his orgasm overcomes him. A hand touches his abdomen, gentle and encouraging. “I love you, I love you— I wanna marry you,” he shudders, before the pleasure eventually subsides and he’s slumping over your equally tired, equally sweaty form.

That he’s embarrassed about, hiding his face in your neck as you card your fingers through his hair. “Me too, sweet boy,” you hum, pressing your lips against his forehead.

Jungkook isn’t sure which of those two confessions you’re addressing.

(He hopes it’s both.)

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marshmallow-phd · 3 years ago

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Soft Purrs and Lip Pouts

Pairing: Taemin x Gender Neutral Reader

Request: @allofmyfeelsicanteven Hello I would love to submit a request since you opened them! I don’t have anything in particular in mind but Taemin centric and maybe involving his cat? I love cats and kkoong is too cute. Maybe something simple and every day quiet kind of thing? Idk, take the idea and run with it, or jog, whichever lol

A/N: It’s very short but I hope you like it!

Strands of gray and white fur lofted through the air as if on invisible strings. Occasionally, one would drift near your nose, tickling the skin and threatening a sneeze. But your fingers still sailed over the soft surface, too addicted to the feeling to stop.

Kkoong’s gentle purrs reverberated through your thighs. You smiled despite the fact that you were thirst and your legs were asleep. There was no moving from this spot, no disturbing of the content creature in your lap. There were things you should have been doing instead, but they didn’t feel as important. They could be saved until later. In the background, the TV hummed softly, the laughs of the variety show merely a low melody that had become too repetitive to really pay attention to the voices.

The front door of the apartment clicked open. Kkoong’s ears perked up, but didn’t move beyond any other lazy muscle. A tired and still slightly damp Taemin walked in. He’d been so tired that he hadn’t even bothered to put on the house slippers after removing his scuffed and well worn tennis shoes just inside the hallway.

“Hey,” you greeted, fingers still scratching between Kkoong’s ears.

He greeted you back with a squishy smile and a head nod. When he reached down to say hello to his newest pet, the feisty cat swatted the different hand away.

You giggled at Taemin’s growing pout. Leaning down, you whispered, “Good kitty.”

Taking the spot next to you on the couch, Taemin tried again and - again - Kkoong swatted at him. He gaped at you. “What did you do to her?”

Now thinking she wouldn’t be bothered, Kkoong settled back in your lap contently. Her tail curled around so it flickered near her closed eyes. You scratched the space near her chin. “What do you mean?”

“Why does she like you more than me now?”

You smiled cheekily. “She’s always liked me more.”

As if to confirm this, Kkoong gave a loud, happy purr. Taemin’s jaw went slack. Looking to you, he said, “You’re not allowed to come over anymore.”

“Oh, really?” Your eyebrows lifted high on your forehead. Then you challenged his declaration. “Okay, then. I was going to make dinner since you’d been at practice all day, but if you don’t want me here, then I’ll leave you to it. Just make sure that you remember to turn the stove off this time.” Standing up, you put a perturbed Kkoong on a surprised Taemin’s lap. He flinched at the cat’s outspread claws digging through his jeans.

“Wait!” Taemin grabbed your hand and pulled you back onto the couch, trapping you with his arms around your waist. Taemin stuck out his bottom lip in a way you had a hard time resisting. A smile twitched in the corners of your mouth. “Don’t go,” he whined. Was this man really one of the most popular entertainers in the country?

You laughed. There was no serious intention of leaving. He’d had a long day and the exhaustion was evident in his eyes. “You know she likes us both, right?”

That seemed to satisfy him. “Alright, she likes us both.”

Kkoong jumped up off of Taemin’s lap and climbed up to sit on the back of the couch, settling in a spot between your heads, tail swinging freely and tapping against your shoulder. You snuggled in closer to Taemin with a smile and a sigh. Then you sniffed.

“You need a shower.”

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kodzuvii · 4 years ago

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CLUB STUPID [24: yeah probably]

next [25: premarital hand holding]

PAIRING - SUNA x FEM!READER

GENRE - crack + fluff

warnings - spelling and grammar errors lol guys its 1am plz-

SYNOPSIS - Club Stupid, an anonymous podcast meant for the dumb and dumbest to send in unspoken and nonsensical thoughts about issues they face in their day to day lives and for Y/n to speak out and give her opinions and feelings. Normal feelings though, nothing romantic like how she thinks this lazy guy with questionable hair in the volleyball club is actually pretty cute.

a/n: as an executive member and proud representative of the suna simp club (jk lol idk) it is my duty, to keep my simps fed. you’re welcome. please listen to some cute wholesome shit.

“Look at this Samu, Suna really his own breed, how does he manage to look more dead compared to how he usually looks”

“Well Tsumu, he ignored the same girl twice in the same week and also got confronted by her cousin who’s also his captain. Pretty sad if ya ask me”

The twins snickered to each other as they eyed the quiet middle blocker who stood by his locker. “Did you see his blocks today Tsumu? I was afraid I was gonna break his toothpick arms with my spikes” Osamu whispered but made it loud enough for Suna to hear. Atsumu nodded, “yeah Samu, totally lame if you ask me. Thank God Yn wasn’t watching him” he teased. “Oi,” Aran called out as he packed up his things on his back that was sitting on top of the benches inside of the boy’s change room. “Lay off of him will ya” he scolded but the pair shrugged and continued to change out of their practice clothes.

“What’s even happening?” Akagi whispered and Riseki could only turn to him and mirror the same lost look on his face and give a clueless shrug. They both just sat back and watched the scene unfold in front of them. The twins were teasing and throwing indirect jabs and insults towards their middle blocker who looked as if he was going through an existential crisis with the dull look in his eyes.

Suna was quiet, everyone knew that. Yet somehow in some way, everyone could feel his energy hit an all-time low. He still attended practice sure, but it was like practicing with a pole lamp. He just stood there and observed whatever was happening but even then, his mind was somewhere else. Of course, this didn’t go unnoticed by the coach who gave him an earful about the proper attitude to be having during their practices. Did he listen though? Nah. Listening to a lecture required too much effort. He was just tired and done for the day and the anxious and nervous feeling bubbling up inside of him wasn't helping either.

Suna was stupid. He knew that. His attention span outside of the court was never the biggest and his lack of energy never helped increase his intelligence. He was never the brightest in his class, and honestly, it never bothered him that he wasn’t. Everything he learned came through one ear and left the other. He retained the information for a test but simply forgot everything once it was over. He wasn’t the brightest, and it didn’t bother him not one bit.

What did bother him was his terrible habit of being oblivious towards other people’s feelings. Maybe it was due to his lack of energy or lack of interest, but he simply never put much effort into acknowledging how people felt. Yeah, he got vibes when people had on and off days, his teammates were the twins, you HAD to notice their mood swings and take necessary precautions. It just never occurred to him that more people could enter his bubble. A bubble that revolved around himself.

However, instead of someone finding a way to enter his fragile bubble without popping it, Suna willingly left his bubble when you came into the picture. It was no secret that Suna was whipped the moment his eyes laid on you. He’s been getting clowned about it ever since the twins found out and they never let a day go by without calling him a simp.

He had no clue what type of person you would be when you entered the doors of the Shiratorizawa gym. You looked sweet and bubbly, the smile you came in with never left your face unless you’d whine to your friends or roll your eyes at them. When you stepped into the room, people just naturally gravitated towards your positive energy and your good vibe. He liked that about you. Then again he still didn’t know anything about you at the time. All he knew was that you managed to attract his attention without even directly giving any to him. Every time he tried to look away and focus on whatever was happening in front of him, his eyes trailed back to you.

For a while after camp, you kept popping back in and out of his mind. It was quite ridiculous actually. He’d be taking a drink by the water fountains and he’d look over to the hallway and suddenly the first thoughts would be ‘what if I saw the redhead again?’ It never lasted long, maybe for a split second or two before he snapped himself out of it. He’d never see you again, what was he talking about? He was just being delusional.

So you could imagine the way his mind stopped functioning the night at the train station. Suna had to pinch himself 8 times when he saw you walk out of the train doors. ‘No way’ he thought. You, out of the 7 billion people in the world, was Kita’s cousin. He remembers seeing your tired face and your short stature clad in a big hoodie and loose sweatpants with your hair tied up. You were supposed to look like a mess, why did he keep thinking that you looked so pretty? This must’ve been the higher power playing a trick on him for slacking off during practice. So annoying.

Suna could keep his cool around school. You weren’t in the same classes meaning he didn’t see you at all. So you could imagine the kind of panic that crossed his mind when Kita told the team that he’d have his cousin staying in the gym. He learned later on that you started watching practices because Kita didn’t feel comfortable with you walking home. You were nice to the team, incredibly nice actually. Your easy-going nature made it easy for you to have a couple of conversations with his teammates here and there. While you were nice to Aran and Akagi, you had a little feisty attitude with the twins (mainly Atsumu) and he couldn’t help but admire how outspoken you were. You were blunt, to say the least. That was something you and Kita had in common. But he liked that about you, how you were always free to speak whatever was on your mind and keep a conversation going.

Suna noticed early on that you rarely paid attention to their practice. He figured volleyball just wasn’t your thing and he couldn’t blame you for that. During water breaks, he’d glance up and watch you tuck back your hair and sometimes he’d catch you scratching your temple in annoyance because of some question you couldn’t answer on your homework. You never looked up, simply unphased by whatever was happening in front of you.

Even so, he still put the smallest amount of extra effort into his practices. Jumping a bit higher and running a bit faster and spiking the ball with more force. He insisted that it was about time he would break some of his bad habits, but even the team knew that it was a sorry excuse. Truth be told, a little part of him was just hoping that if you ever looked up from your phone or your work in your lap, you’d see him and think that he looked at least a little bit cool.

One day, on the rare occasion that he’d be listening in class, he remembers his teacher having a discussion with the class about an epiphany.

The feeling of a sudden or striking realization that hits an individual out of nowhere.

It was late at night where Suna hit an epiphany. You were off to Miyagi, spending your weekend with your best friend and the Twins continued to bug him about his little first-year crush even though he had asked them multiple times to drop the topic.

Suna came to the conclusion that he liked the way you made him feel. He liked the way he felt at ease when you were around him. He liked how you were so different compared to him, but it never stopped you from forming a friendship with him. You never pushed him to ever open up to you, you listened to the bare minimum he had to say and never took his lazy nature and blunt attitude to heart. He liked annoying you, the way your face would scrunch up when he’d take your bento’s the first couple times during your first initial lunch hangouts or the way you’d puff your cheeks when he comments on your height. He liked the way your eyes lit up when the smallest things caught your attention. He took notes on the songs you said you were currently listening too or the ones that reminded you about happy memories.

Suna especially liked seeing you smile. Especially towards him. Something about it gave him the same feeling that was comparable to the way he would feel when he would see those jelly sticks on sale at the grocery store. The way you’d roll your eyes in playful annoyance when he'd come up to you and ask to bandage his fingers even though you both knew that he was capable of doing it himself. You would tease him, a playful smile gracing upon your lips, telling him that his fingers would probably break off if you weren’t there to bandage them up. Suna liked thinking that having you wrap them up made his hands feel a bit stronger with his blocks. But you didn’t need to know that.

He remembers a specific memory that lives rent-free in his mind. He was walking down the hallway, casually strolling and taking his time to get back to class after using the bathroom and he happened to notice you heaving a tired sigh as you closed the doors to your class. You looked quite frustrated, probably because it was your art class and you had been complaining days earlier about how creatively drained you were.

Suna must’ve been looking at you for a moment too long because the moment your eyes met, he felt something tug at his chest by the way your eyes sparkled at the sight of him. Despite being under a little bit of stress, the same smile he grew to enjoy seeing made its way onto your lips and you waved to him excitedly before running up and rambling off about how much your class was pissing you off.

You two eventually got in trouble for skipping the whole period after being too caught up in your conversation. Suna thought it was worth it though.

After scrolling through his phone, listening to Atsumu’s obnoxious lovey-dovey playlist, and inevitably searching “how to know if you like or like like a girl” (there's a difference, he swears) on google.

He came to his epiphany.

Maybe before, when he barely knew you and you never knew him, maybe he was just infatuated with the idea of you.

But it was different now, He liked you.

And that scared him.

It scared him how vulnerable he felt. Suna’s reserved and quiet nature gave him a hard time to open to others. Not that he really cared if he was being honest. He simply had the mindset that no one needed to know everything there was to his existence. Everyone eventually leaves anyways, what was the point?

When it sank into him that he liked you, it confused him endlessly. You never wanted to get out of his head and sooner or later he found himself doing the smallest things for you. The little black silk band was always on his wrist and if it wasn’t on his wrist, it would be tucked away in his pockets. Not to mention that he kept one in his pencil case for good measure. The bandaids inside in his backpack were sealed away in a ziplock bag just in case you ever got hurt because he knew you were a bit clumsy. He found himself keeping his eyes open for little souvenirs and trinkets that looked like something that you’d like wherever he went.

At first, he thought that he just wanted to upgrade you from friend to best friend. Maybe this was a friendship that he had just been deprived of since his world revolved around constantly meaning to improve in volleyball. Yes, he did find comfort in the friendship he grew with you, but sooner or later he realized that he wanted more. The thoughts of holding your hand slipped into his mind and sooner or later hugging you from behind and resting his head on top yours flowed in followed by taking you back by peppering your smooth and soft cheeks with kisses. That wasn’t something that best friends did.

Kita was right about how his logic of ignoring you to suppress his feelings was stupid and that the worst things that could happen were that he’d get rejected. But he didn’t want to face the chance of him getting rejected, he’d like you for so long and he learned during his time spent away from you that he didn’t want to just stop talking to you. Suna knew himself, if he got rejected then he’d distance himself away from you and never talk to you ever again because the embarrassment would eat him up.

He didn’t wanna lose you for that. He wasn’t ready.

What a coward.

He just really hoped you liked the flowers and read his note, he thought anything was better than a stupid “I’m sorry” text.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“Hurry up, I need to lock up the gym” Kita’s voice echoed throughout the walls as he stepped into the changeroom. Suna looked up from his phone, taking one last glance at your ‘see you soon :P’ text before shutting it off and shoving it into his pockets. As everyone began to leave one-by-one and bid their goodbyes to each other and their captain. The twins however didn’t leave until they both gave Suna a teasing punch on both of his shoulders. Suna only glared at them before proceeding to make his exit as well.

Kita stopped Suna before he could exit and the look on his face seemed rather serious. With his voice low, Kita simply said “She needs to be back by 7. If she comes home hurt in any way, I’m benching you” he said sternly and that was enough for him to feel his skin crawl under his tracksuit jacket. Suna nodded, understanding that he really wasn’t kidding and that he definitely bench him.

Kita turned around and opened the door for them both to leave the changerooms. They walked together side-by-side and from a distance, he could see your short figure walking up to both of them. You looked different today, your hair was sitting on your shoulders and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses he was yet to see was sitting on the bridge of your nose. You were clad in your uniform with an oversized pink knit cardigan overtop. Was that a new cardigan you were wearing? He’s never seen it before either.

Kita smiled at the sight of you skipping up to them and he watched you two exchange high fives and he gave you a brief little speech about staying late. You nodded along and Suna stood by and watched Kita ruffle your hair making you whine cutely.

He wanted to do that.

You waved goodbye to your cousin and Kita looked at Suna and gave him a firm nod before turning back and making his way towards the gym doors. You turned back and faced Suna, your hands behind your back as you made your way towards him with a warm smile. “Hey there” you greeted and stood in front of him, looking up so you could look at him clearly. Suna couldn’t help but look at you weirdly, why were you acting as nothing happened? Shouldn’t you be upset with him? “Hi, let’s go?” god, why was he so forward.

You hummed and shook your head, making him furrow his eyebrows in confusion, “do you not wanna go anymore? I can drop you off if you want-” You rolled your eyes, “I don’t see you for a week and you’re already trying to get rid of me?” you questioned and narrowed your eyes at him. Suna felt his heart wrench as your lips pouted.

He shook his head, “n-no” he stuttered. Your eyes perked up and you watch his cheeks heat up (potentially from embarrassment, but you're not going to assume) and look away.

You chuckled and grabbed his wrist and pulled him to follow behind you. What made you so bold today? Probably from the unexpected pep talk you had with Goshiki that morning.

“You don’t need him Ln-senpai! If he thinks he can just look over you and all your greatness and beauty and not acknowledge how beautiful you are and how your very presence graces this dull world then send his ass to KFC! You are a woman senpai! A beautiful woman who deserves everything. Not a value menu that has a 20% off discount!”

Did his speech make sense? Sure. You’ll take it over Tendou’s “cut his dick off if he does you dirty queen” text message sent with the confetti effect on imessage followed by a bunch of knife emojis that was honestly more threatening rather than comforting.

You pulled him out of the gym and Shin gave you a look before shaking it off and locking up the gym doors. From the corner of your eyes, you could see the twins sending winks your way before snickering and walking off. You rolled your eyes and stopped when you reached the doors of the school.

You turned around and faced Suna who looked very lost and confused. “Let’s not go to the convenience store today, let’s go somewhere else,” you say. Suna nodded slowly, “okay? Where do you wanna go?” he asked.

Just then, you lifted up your other hand and it was only then that Suna noticed you carrying a small pink lunch tote. You let go of his wrist and tucked some strands your hair behind you ear, “we haven’t had lunch together in a week and you had a meeting today again so we couldn’t do anything today either and well..” you trailed off and looked up at him and shrugged, “I figured we could make up for lost time” you muttered.

Suna felt his chest tighten, not only because you were absolutely adorable and it was making him lose his mind, but it almost seemed like you were the one trying to apologize to him when you didn’t do anything wrong. He did.

You frowned as you looked at how subtly his face dropped. As upset as you were, you understood that he wasn’t ready to tell you whatever he was meaning to hide. He wasn’t obligated to tell you anything and you understand that. A small smile creeping up on your lips, “let’s go eat at the park near my house. The one we walk by all the time. Saves you the trouble of worrying if you’re gonna get home on time or not” you laughed slightly.

Suna couldn’t say no to you, so here were the two of you now. Eating and sitting in front of the other with the bento’s you had prepared on the table. The park was as busy as it usually would be during the afternoon. The atmosphere felt warm as the sky was slowly settling into hues of orange with peaks of pink seeping through. Suna watched you happily eat the bento you had prepared and listened attentively as you told him about everything he missed during your week and you did the same when he talked about his.

A part of him couldn’t help but admire how pretty you looked in front of him. Suna was lying when he told the twins that you were a 7. You were beyond a 7 and beyond whatever scale they had given him. It was a rare sight to see you with your glasses and partnered with that oversized pink cardigan? You were adorable.

You tilted looked up from your food and stopped mid-sentence when you saw him just look at you with what seemed to be a fond look in his eyes. But you could’ve just been mistaken, maybe you need to have your prescription checked again. “Rin, what’s wrong?” you asked. At the sound of his name, Suna blinked snapped back into reality and was met with your concerned look. “W-what?” You chuckled, “you zoned out Rin, everything okay?” you asked.

Rin.

He liked the way his name rolled off your lips.

He shook his head, “I’m fine, sorry. This is really good by the way, I didn’t think you could cook” he said as an attempt to change the subject. You rolled your eyes but you looked away. “As much as I want you to believe I’m some great chef, Granny helped me with most of it” you confessed sheepishly.

He chuckled and poked the sausage that was cut up into a little octopus with his chopsticks, “Well, you did tell me that you burned rice once so maybe I thought too highly of you to make a full meal” he teased. You scoffed and grabbed his bento, “if you’re not gonna appreciate the chef then you don’t deserve the food” you huffed. Suna rolled his eyes and grabbed yours, “guess I’ll have to eat yours then” he said and shoved some rice into his mouth. Your jaw dropped at his actions, “Hey!”

As the day went on, you both began to feel at ease and comfortable once again with each other's presence. The harmony that flowed around between you two was coming back and was settling into its familiar rhythm. You two continued to chat as if nothing happened. Laughing at anything and everything you found remotely hilarious under the sun. Suna felt warm. He was here, with you, and everything felt okay. With both your bento’s empty and tucked neatly away into your lunch bag and the sun settling down and giving a wake-up call for the stars to come out, it was about time for Suna to bring you home.

The walk back to your place was comfortable. There was no tension in the air or any awkwardness in the atmosphere. It was simply peaceful. You were walking beside him and rambling on about something that had happened to you in class that day. It was slightly cooler and the winds were colder and he had noticed early on that you kept pulling at the ends of your cardigan at an attempt to get some more warmth from it. It would’ve just been rude for him to let you be cold, Kita would kill him if you got sick.

It took you by surprise to see Suna slipping off his volleyball jacket and shoving it into your hands. He was wearing a hoodie under it anyway, he didn’t mind. A part of him was just curious about how his jacket would fit you too and what kind of fool would you be to reject an oversized jacket? It was just extra points that happened to be from the boy that you liked.

Suna nodded along to what you were saying, but he couldn’t help the sudden urge to just grab your hand out of his system. You were walking so close to each other. Your shoulders kept brushing past and your hands were right there.

But with the events that happened this past weekend, he didn’t wanna overstep any boundaries. He was still too cautious that he would mess up and make you upset all over again. With the thought of his actions, Suna suddenly felt a little ball of guilt eat him up. He never stopped feeling bad about what he did. Kita’s words rang through his head, he needed to learn how to communicate better and not deal with everything all on his own. Maybe he really was a coward for letting such a dumb fear eat him up.

In the midst of your talk about how much you despise your math class, you turned to look at Suna and saw how troubled he looked. He didn’t even look like he was listening anymore and seemed to be having some sort of internal battle with himself.

You furrowed your eyebrows and grabbed his wrist to stop walking. “Rin, what’s wrong?” you asked, concern lacing the tone of your voice. You both never really brought up what had happened. Maybe you were just too caught up in having a good time but you were honestly content with the reasons he gave you. If he wasn’t ready then he wasn’t ready.

Suna however felt like he owed you so much more than his apology that he already struggled to explain.

Suna stared down at you for a moment, the unreadable expression on his face that only made you more confused. It was quiet for a moment, the only sound to be heard was the wind blowing by and the trees rustling.

Nothing would have prepared you for the way he turned around and pulled the arm that was holding his wrist and pulling you into his chest. His hands wrapped around your shoulders as he held you just a little bit tighter. He was a bit stiff, but you couldn’t put that against. He wasn’t the type of person to initiate things like this.

“I’m sorry”

Your body froze, something about his tone was different. It was vulnerable.

You stayed quiet, letting yourself relax slowly in his hold.

“F-fuck, I’m really sorry. I said I wasn’t good with words right? S-so I’m trying to explain now because you deserve it but I don’t even know why I did it. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you upset at all, I was just caught up with myself and I didn’t consider what I was doing to you. You didn’t deserve that. I like being around you and I’m sorry” He pulled away and one of his hands dropped to your waist and fiddled with the material of his jacket. You watched as his free hand dug deep into his pockets and you watched him pull something out.

“It’s kind of pathetic if you ask me and it’s also kind of ugly but-” he grabbed one of your arms and dropped the object into the palms of your hands. Your eyes widened at the little paper craft,

It was an origami strawberry.

It was small, it fit perfectly inside on the palms of your hand. You could see that he struggled with making it. The leaves were slightly bent and the tip of the strawberry was ripping off. There were lots of creases all in the wrong places and even the seeds were drawn on.

But it still melted your heart.

“I read somewhere about 1000 paper cranes for a wish and well, cranes are kind of hard and I didn’t have enough paper to make 1000 and-god this is so embarrassing-” he muttered the last part but gained enough courage to look up at you and meet your eyes. Your eyes were soft and patient. “I wished that you wouldn’t hate me. Or that, this wouldn’t y’know...make everything all weird between us. I like you-or well uh- being around you at least and I-I know you joke about it all the time but please don't-”

Suna paused when he felt you wrap your arms around his waist once again, hugging him back but just a little bit tighter. The small confession not even going through your mind because your attention was too focused on the way his words were making you melt.

“You’re an idiot” you mumbled into his chest and hugged him a bit tighter. Your words made his stomach drop, but that feeling went away when you pulled back and looked at him with a smile. A smile that said you understood.

“I’m never gonna force you to tell me anything you don’t want to tell me” You repeated but this time it felt different, it felt warmer.

“I’m never gonna hate you. I know how you are Rin, you’re not good with your words and I get that. You could've sent me a text but you didn’t. You went out of your way with the flowers and even the little note and this adorable fucking strawberry is more than enough” you laughed but you could feel your eyes watering up slightly with the overwhelming amount of emotions you were feeling all at once. “You don’t need to keep apologizing to me okay? I understand. Thank you,” you smiled. Suna stared down at you. Nodding slowly and you chuckled and fell into his arms once again.

This time, he was the one who held you a bit tighter.

“This side of you is cute you know, but It’s kinda ruining your whole tsundere image you’re going for. Bet the twins would make fun of you for being this thoughtful” you whispered jokingly, making him roll his eyes and huff a quiet “shut up” in annoyance. If only you knew the pain he endured for putting up with those twins.

You both stayed like that for a little while longer. Holding each other and fitting so perfectly in the arms of the other. If it wasn’t for your phone dinging from a text from Shin asking where you were, Suna swore he would have held you there for the whole night.

You pulled away first and tugged his hand, “come on, Shin wants me home now so let’s get going ‘kay? Don’t want you getting benched the whole season now do we?” you grinned and walked in front of him and tugged him along.

Somehow in some way, your fingers slipped perfectly into his.

Suna could only feel the warmth rising in his chest, his daze fixed at the sight of his hands interlocked with yours.

“Oh and Rin” you called out, making him snap back into reality.

Suna hummed, looking right back at you.

“Tell me when you’re ready, okay?”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“Text me when you get up in your room safe”

You turned around to him with a quizzical expression before letting out a chuckle, “I’m in front of my house Rin, I got here in one piece” you said and motioned your free hand towards yourself to prove that you were indeed, uninjured. Suna rolled his eyes and bit the inside of his cheek, “you’re clumsy remember, you might fall or something” he muttered and looked away.

You grinned and squeezed his hand, “Awe, look at you caring for me and my wellbeing. My ears might be deceiving me but it sounds like you’re in love with me” you teased and swung your hands together back and forth.

Suna huffed, his mind not properly functioning when the words fell out of his mouth.

“yeah probably”

Simultaneously, his eyes and yours widened and you both froze.

Both you and Suna blinked at each other twice. Your eyes looked down at your hands that were still interlocked and looked up at his face that was fully drained of any colour. Your heart was beating rapidly against your chest and Suna began to question the very point of his existence.

“W-what?”

“Uh-”

“Y-you said-”

“A-ah I-”

“Oi!” you both jumped and instinctively Suna pulled you closer to him. You looked at up him briefly before turning around to see Granny waiting by the gate with an impatient but also teasing glint in her eyes. “It’s almost 7:30 Yn-chan! You almost missed bingo night! Kiss ya little friend goodnight and come in before Shin and I eat all the mochi we left for ya” she called out but you could hear the teasing tone in her voice.

“C-coming!” you yelled back. Your face was piping hot and you wanted the ground to swallow you whole from the amount of embarrassment and flusteration you were feeling at that moment.

Granny nodded and walked back inside, and looked up at Shin who was standing with his arms crossed on the porch. Granny walked back to him with a victorious smile on her lips as she gave him a thumbs up. Granny knew what she was doing and she knew what she saw. She’s gonna call and gossip to your mother.

You gulped and took a step back and looked back at Suna. He was still frozen and his mind was racing at what just happened and he too, wanted the ground to swallow him whole. “I-I uh, I guess I gotta go?” you winced, but the tone of your voice made it sound like you were asking a question. Suna nodded, “y-yeah, goodnight I guess” he muttered as he looked away and you watched his face heat up.

You were both so embarrassed but neither one wanted to let go of the others hand.

Suna figured he couldn’t keep you out all night and just as he was about to let go of your hand, a sudden wave of confidence went through your veins and you just went ‘fuck it.’

You pulled his arm down towards you taking him back. His eyes widened, “what are you-” you stood slightly on your tippy-toes and kissed his cheek which made him shut up instantly. “That’s for today, thanks. goodbye.” you said frantically.

Suna froze, too much in shock and his mind was still in the middle of trying to register what just happened and watched as you let go of his hand and covered your face furiously blushing and running off to your gate and slamming it shut.

He stared blankly at the gate door and blinked twice as an attempt to get himself back to reality. He brought his hands up to his cheeks that were on fire. His mind kept replaying the way your soft lips kissed his cheek and could feel the slightest residue of your lip gloss still on his cheek.

Shit, you really had him wrapped around your finger.

“Idiot”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

a/n: BYE STOP IM SO SINGLE THIS IS SAD AND I AM DEVASTATED.

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lo-frequency · 4 years ago

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Bakusquad + Todoroki Pet Headcanons!

Just some hc’s of what pets I think the boys would have and how they’d treat them. This is definitely a crack post 💀

Bakugou

-A bulldog, named Killer. Killer the Great Explosion Murder Dog to be exact.

-He’s an all white bulldog with a little spike collar around his neck. The alternative is a collar with a fake grenade attached, usually used when Bakugou takes him out in public.

-Killer also has a harness with the little flare attachments on each side like on Bakugou’s mask.

-Despite his name (and what Bakugou wants you to believe), Killer is as sweet as they come. “C’mere, Killer!” Bakugou calls him, smacking his leg and you’re expecting this absolute menace to come charging down the hall. Instead, Killer’s stocky self comes trotting out of Bakugou’s room with his tongue hanging out of his mouth and his lil’ tail nub wagging.

-Bakugou’s like “I’ve been training him to be an attack dog” and Killer only runs like a few feet from the house before stopping, opting to lay down and roll over for a belly rub.

-Don’t be fooled by all his tough talk, Bakugou most certainly spoils Killer, that’s exactly why he’s so lazy. His days consist of begging for treats and pretending not to understand Bakugou’s instructions. Not to mention that he has a big, memory foam dog bed, gets fed real food, and Katsuki takes him for 2 walks a day, everyday.

-Pats him roughly, but Killer is one of those dogs who likes slaps on the butt so he doesn’t mind lol. They play rough too, and at any given time Bakugou can be found rolling around the floor, play wrestling with Killer.

-Imagine if he posted tiktoks of Killer and people started trolling him like “Killer is slow, my dog can run faster than him” “Killer is overweight” “He can’t even run down the street”

-Bakugou truly believes Killer can do everything he says about him, and gets offended if you even insinuate otherwise. He would get mad at all the haters in the comments, clapping back at them like “I know you’re not talking with that lil’ rat dog in your profile pic” and he’d challenge them to races in the local dog parks so he can defend Killer’s reputation 💀. Well, one person actually accepted so now Bakugou has to train Killer for his first race.

-And then when he posts videos of him and Killer exercising, people are like “You’re pushing him too hard” “Poor Killer” “Stop forcing him to exercise” He just can’t win 🤷🏾‍♀️.

-Denki comes over and exposes him like “Killer’s been training alright, training his jaws” while filming Bakugou passing Killer food under the table.

-“Where’s Killer?” “He’s training in the pool right now.” “In the pool? Dude, you know bulldogs can’t swim, right?” “Well my Killer swims all the time!” And his friends rush to his backyard to see Killer lazily paddling around Bakugou’s pool with a floaty fitted on his little body lol.

-Killer loves him some Katsuki. He would be so clingy with him, following him everywhere he goes in the house, to the point where Bakugou has almost tripped over Killer several times. He has to close the door or put a baby gate up so he won’t interrupt him and all you hear in the background is Killer howling at the door.

-Killer fan cams, lmaoo

-Katsuki goes live and all people are asking about is Killer, and all the donations are “Killer’s Treat Fund” “Feed Killer on Camera” “Give him a belly rub”

-Bakugou never should’ve showed Killer on social media, it’s his account now 💀

Todoroki

-I can see Shoto with beta fish, but he wouldn’t know that you can’t put two males in the same tank.

-So one day, he comes home from work and sees that one of his fish is,,,not alive.

-Shoto quickly puts two and two together after seeing that the other beta fish is a little injured too, and he is absolutely horrified.

-After he cleans up the mess, he just looks at the survivor fish. Shoto can’t help but feel contempt toward him. He’s a murderer, he killed his other fish.

-From then on, Shoto does not like the survivor fish. He still takes care of him, but out of duty as his owner, only 😒.

-People on social media ask him what his fish’s name is. “He doesn’t have a name.”

-And then he makes a post like “Some of you have asked me why my fish doesn’t have a name. It’s because I don’t like him. He’s a murderer.” (Y’all, please 💀)

-People start calling him Killer Fish and Bakugou comments that there can only be one Killer, and that’s his dog.

Kirishima

-A turtle. He’d have one of those turtles with the raised horns/spikes on its shell and his name would be Tank.

-So Kiri thinks Tank the Turtle is the toughest little dude around, and often posts videos of him swimming or walking around outside.

-He’s like “You know, I think he’s faster than most turtles.” “How do you know that?” He shrugs, watching Tank with a grin “I can just tell, I mean look at him, he’s going!” And Tank is chugging along the ground at a good .002 mph.

-He’d have Tank on his back as he does push ups or on his chest as he lifts weights. “What number are we on Tank? 100? Alright, 100 more to go!”

-Kiri would make videos of Tank doing tricks, like knocking down a wall of tiny styrofoam bricks or climbing over a little ramp he made. He’s cheering for him the whole time, and he gets a treat after. “That was so manly, Tank!! Good boy!”

-Yes, a turtle can be manly too.

Denki

-A guinea pig, mostly blonde except a little black mark on her head, just like Denki. And you guessed it…he named her Pikachu.

-Denki is enamored with her for the first couple days, carrying her everywhere with him and constantly posting her on his social media. He couldn’t wait to get home from work so he could play with her and feed her little bits of lettuce.

-She seems to adore him too, hardly moving when he pets her so she can maximize his attention as much as possible, and jumping on his lap whenever he takes her out of the cage.

-He holds her up to the camera like “What can I say? The ladies love me. Isn’t that right, Pikachu?”

-She’s so cute that he doesn’t question how her cage seems to pop open by itself sometimes, or how she sometimes nios at his fingers if he holds her for too long.

-The unfortunate truth is that Pikachu cannot stand Denki 💀. Idk what he did, maybe it’s the way he smells, maybe it’s his voice, idk, but she is trying her best to stay away from him.

-The cage doesn’t pop open by itself, Pikachu has figured out how to escape, so now Denki regularly comes home to an empty cage and he has to track her down to put her back.

-“Day 3 of missing Pikachu. This is what come home to everyday, guys” and he flips the camera to show bits of food and guinea pig droppings scattered all over the place. Her little squeaks haunt him at night, but he knows he won’t be able to find her.

-He has such a hard time finding her, and he swears she teases him by squeaking nearby, then running somewhere he can’t get her.

-He’s on live and people try to give him advice but none of it works. Pikachu rushes past the screen behind him and they tell him to look. Denki abandons his live to chase after Pikachu and you just hear crashing and yelling in the background.

-When he comes back, he’s in his ‘fried’ mode and people are like wtf happened 💀

-He managed to put her back in the cage, but he had to end the live early.

(Can y’all imagine being jealous of a guinea pig? 😔) Thanks for tuning in! :)

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inkedtae · 2 years ago

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Color themes in RAC (3)

“ Brows furrowed, you pout, “What’s wrong with how I dress?”

“White suits you so much better.”

Is that why all the dresses he bought you were some sort of shade of white? Confusion taking over your features, you look back at him over your shoulder and argue, “But you wear black too.”

“This isn’t about me.” “ (Geraldson Residence)

Taeddy tells her that she’s changed the way she dresses. He’s noticed it, he’s observed her, and he doesn’t like it. Despite being a bit confused by his reaction, Angel doesn’t think much of it.

However we know Taeddy loves white on Angel, or soft pastel colors. Pastel colors, like soft pink are girly, feminine and cute. It suits Angel. Black is tainted, dark and mysterious. It doesn’t suit her in the slightest. In D-D-D-Dim Sum, Angel wear a white silk dress chosen by Taeddy. Silk is a sensual, sexy material. White represents youth, purity etc… you get my point. He loves showing off her curves, while still maintaining that innocence that he loves so much about her. I live for it lmao. I previously mentioned that Taeddy loves the combination of soft, feminine colors with mature, suggestive materials. In Lunch break, Taeddy buys three different lingerie sets for Angel. One is white, one is blue and the last one is pink and made out of silk. Blue is a soft color that represents peace and tranquillity (LOL right after they argued). Pink is very feminine and she wears silk again here hehe !

Here is a brief analysis of the outfits of the characters of RAC that I haven’t previously talked about. Also it’s very much possible not everything has a meaning ! Again I was just bored and having fun^^.

Geraldon Residence Taeddy - brown cardigan: gonna be honest, I 100% didn’t know what brown represents in literature, I had to Google that one. So apparently it’s comfort and stability ? I’m not sure what to make of it in this chapter though.

Dim Sum Taeddy - BLACK car, that color again, with green undertones, idk if the green means anything though

Marco Polo Marco Lee - beige suit: perhaps symbolizes simplicity and calmness (source). So Marco’s a pretty simple man ? Idk we haven’t seen enough of him to tell (I don’t really want to see more of him though). Also I sometimes think of beige as a dirty white. A fake white, a tainted white. Still don’t really know what to make of those observations though.

Actually nvm “…His kind eyes…” you described his eyes as kind, so maybe he’s just a simple, nice man… at least at first glance ???

Marco Polo Taehyung - light blue suit: Calm, peace, tranquility, harmony, unity, trust (source). It’s so ironic to me that he wears blue on the day he shows obvious hostility and jealousy towards Marco LMAO.

“ “You trust me?” he asks, pretending to whine the way you do.” “ again there’s trust here ?

Buzz Off Angel - red lace: again passion, desire intensity. Perhaps the first time Angel initiates something sexual with Taeddy, I think it’s a fitting color for the given situation. She kept cus it was expensive, so maybe she doesn’t like the piece that much (cus it’s not truly her style??) but feels expensive and classy in it. Again Angel’s underlying insecurities resurface. She wants to surprise him by looking sexy in a way she thinks he might like (again looking at the women he’s slept with in the past, it’s unsurprising).

100% sure Taeddy finds Angel hot as fuck no matter what she wears, or what color she wears but he’s definitely got a soft spot for white and pastels.

Buzz Off Angel - bunny nightgown: Just wanted it to mention it cus it’s just so cute and so Angel.

Lunch Break - Bangtan Building: got too lazy to analyze it but I think there’s nothing to tell really. Primarily blue and grey, symbolizing technology and modernity. It’s fitting.

Lunch Break - Taeddy’s Office: again got too lazy. Just gonna say that the fact that his office is so high up obviously means that he’s powerful and ‘above’ others. “The tiny cars look like toys, and the people like frantic insects.” Toys and insects - wow. It’s very hot, an overwhelmingly powerful man. 😭😭

Lunch Break - Taeddy: long black coat, black sweater, black slacks, nothing more to say.

Road trip tae: grey hoodie and black slacks (and black boxer briefs LOL) so like grey can be for modernity I guess. I’m not sure if there’s an underlying meaning behind this one outfit tho?

Not me giggling to myself as I read this because wow have you been spot on with a lot of what is written here! You’re totally right about how Taehyung is observing her and about what he likes to see her in. I explain that quite a bit in the last two asks you sent.

Now for the rest of the outfits. I am gonna go through them like you had, and just reaffirm what is correct or what is simply on the right track!

⤜ Geraldson Residence ⤑ I did want to emulate a very comforting and stable presence! I wanted to give him a warmer hue, and thought brown would be the best shade to do so.

⤜ Dim Sum ⤑ So, I have been creating this character in Taehyung’s image and wanted to make a little nod at his ‘real’ self with the notions of green here. I imagine the same shade of green inside the car to be the same shade as his microphone. ⤑ The idea of a black car here is just to reaffirm his mature personality and character.

⤜ Marco Polo ⤑ Everything you said about Marco Lee is pretty much correct. I also think of beige as a dirty white and your thoughts on that are 10/10. Don’t second guess yourself on it. He does have kind eyes, but you find that he is not really such a stand up guy. Not like Taehyung, any way. ⤑ Everything about Taehyung here is correct. Blue was meant to be tranquil and trusting. Both beige and blue are standard polo game fashion for high society like this as well. ⤜ Buzz Off ⤑ All correct!!

⤜ Lunch Break ⤑ Again, all correct. Blue and grey was also a nod at their song ‘Blue and Grey’ which I think Taehyung had a really big hand in writing. His office is for sure meant to reflect his power as well!

⤜ Roadtrip ⤑ Taehyung just likes muted colours. The comfort of the hoodie is meant to juxtapose the structure of the slacks and show his transition from the city to the country life.

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miyalove · 5 years ago

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Um... Hi. 👉👈 I saw that your requests were open. Could you write a mutual pining, friends to lovers scenario with Kunimi x fem!reader during high school? Where he casually confesses to her like it's no big deal and this catches the reader off guard? Thanks! (You can also change this as you see fit. I mostly just want a cute Kunimi x fem!reader scenario. lol)

—pairing: kunimi x fem!reader

—warnings: none just fluff!!, unedited*

—synopsis: 1.3k | public settings really isn’t his thing, but for you anything goes, he supposes.

—a/n: thank you for requesting, hun ✨ idk if i was rlly on the dot with his character but i tried my best!! i hope you enjoy :) + request are still open

despite being a close friends to kunimi, he will always be a puzzle to figure out.

he doesn’t like loud characters, yet you’ve witnessed many instances where he’d get a little too cheery with the 3rd years.

often times he opts to cheating off of your homework, but he gets flying colors when it comes to test.

he’s lazy and skips practices as much as he can, but when he does decide to come, you can see all the effort he puts into the sport. it’s a complete 180 from the lazy, careless kunimi you’re used to.

and by far, the most baffling off all, kunimi isn’t one for attention. he hates large crowds and how close strangers stand next to him. there’s no room to move, and no clean air to breath.

if he had the choice of staying in his room for the rest of his life or making awkward eye contact with strangers from across the floor, the former sounds like a dream come true.

to say the least, your beloved best friend is an introvert that enjoys the bliss of sweet silence more than anything.

and yet the most confusing thing is, here he was in the one place he loathes the most and for what? he sighs, stealing a slight glance to his side. there you are babbling about something, what exactly? he doesn’t know.

but he does know that the shirt your wearing makes your eyes pop and how your smile looks extra bright today. will he ever admit that he’s here purely because he likes spending time with you no matter what you end up doing? no, of course not but he’s here for you and that’s all that matters.

“woah, akira! let’s try this one next!” you’re practically bouncing off the wall as you point at a game far in the distance, one that the taller boy cannot see. he tries to follow your finger but alas, the crowd is too thick.

the sudden sound of space invaders blasting right next to him makes him flinch. how annoying, he thinks. there’s a scowl resting on his face, an expression he only makes when he’s deeply bothered by something as he eyes the kid that just slammed down the start button.

there’s just too many people here. he could be in his bed right now, sleeping at least and yet he’s here at an arcade that smells like moldy pizza and sweat. it’s then he reminds himself of your presence. too busy sinking into his own bitter thoughts, he had completely forgotten that he was here on a “date”.

ha a “date”, he finds himself rolling his eyes against his will, i wish.

he shakes his head, trying to fight off the hot feeling in his cheeks. his round eyes scan the crowd looking for one person in particular. it shouldn’t be this hard to find the girl he’s been crushing on since middle school but for some reason, you’re nowhere to be seen.

this is his cue to stare moving. he doesn’t make an effort to call your name out, simply just maneuvering between nooks of the crowd and looking around. by now, his face is back to normal. no longer is there a scowl etched into his lips.

instead, he wears is usual monotone expression but you know better. behind that stale look lies an emotion that is only reserved for you; concern. you can proudly say that you broke his hard shell after many, many years of kissing up to him in middle school.

at first, he was annoyed but your persistence worked out and now the two of you are practically glued by the hip. a friendship in which kunimi doesn’t feel pressured to entertain you and you don’t feel like you’re wasting his energy. it was a win-win.

“where is this damn girl,” he mumbles to himself. worried eyes now looking a little more frantic than usual. he fingers at the loose threads on his sweatshirt, a nervous habit you pointed out to him. he can’t help it really, how he feels.

you’re his anchor especially when it comes to public settings like this. he can feel himself caving in with every second that passes, he just wishes you’ll be in the next corner he sees.

and like an angel coming to save him in the mist of chaos, “akira!” he swiftly turns to follow your velvety call. you’re not too far behind him, once he sees your smiling figure, the tension in his shoulders ease.

you were lost without any doubt. your heart sputtered in your chest at the thought of kunimi looking for you. you know he can hold his own, but you felt bad for suddenly ditching him.

this was your idea to begin with, going to an arcade together. so the deep gutting feeling in your chest makes sense. anxiously, you call out to him.

“akira, where are you?” a few heads turn your way as you shout but honestly, you don’t care. you’d gladly make a fool of yourself if it meant finding him.

rounding a corner, you give it one more go, “akira!” a familiar dark brown mop of hair turns, and the feeling in your chest weighs heavier. your eyes are meet with kunimi’s dark ones from across the room. you notice his tense stance even with the distance between the two of you, it makes you feel worse.

as he makes his way towards you, his lean figure glides through the crowd but his eyes never waiver from yours. the intensity is felt from across the room and you don’t know why but you can’t break your stare even if your try.

“don’t run off like that,” there’s a harshness to his words and you can’t help but pout. he furrows his brow when he doesn’t get a response, “hello? earth to (y/n)?”

“sorry, akira. i didn’t mean to run off like that,” you play with your fingers not daring to look up. you’re blushing, he could probably see the pink stain on your cheeks from miles away. he notices your sudden avoidance and can’t help the feeling he gets in his chest.

cute, he thinks.

“just don’t do it next time,” he lectures. and he can’t believe how bold he’s being right now.

“next time? why are you making this sound like a date?” and just like that, you’re back to usual. he would be lying if he said he didn’t like how energetic and teasing you were. on anyone else, he’d hate it, but with you... it just works. maybe it’s because you know when you’re overdoing it... or maybe it’s simply because it’s just you.

he’s not thinking when the next words came out of his mouth, “cause maybe it is.”

despite the echoing noise of pac man in the corner and the overwhelming boom of the crowd, all he hears is your silence. he’s staring directly at you, not bothering to look away because if he was going to get rejected, at least he can say that he had enough courage to at least confess.

you don’t know what to say. a million thoughts all come flying through your head, what does he mean date? like a date-date? or like a friend date? what if he’s just messing around with you? what if—

“i can practically hear the gears turning in your head, (y/n),” you look up at him, there’s a shake in his voice that you takes you by surprise. “if you don’t like me, just let it out. don’t leave me in the dark like that.”

he speaks so nonchalantly, as if he didn’t just confess his feelings for you. as if rejection didn’t mean messing up years and years of friendship. he waves off your silence allowing the rhythmic music from a near by game to take over the tension.

you tune out the noise. mostly just staring at his round face, then his arms that despite being covered you just know look good, and then his slender hands. your eyes widen, he’s picking at the threads of his hoodie... a timid smile grows on your face, he’s nervous.

and just like that you know what you have to say.

“i like you too.”

silence. now you know how he felt just seconds prior. for a split second, his eyes grow wide but as fast as the shock comes, it gone nearly just as quick. he still isn’t saying anything though.

“and i wouldn’t mind a ‘next time’ either,” feeling bold, you grab at his slender fingers. feeling the callousness from volleyball practice, you smile up at him. he can’t help but tighten his grip on your smaller hand.

the weight of his feelings finally getting released is euphoric and though it is rare, he smiles at your smaller figure. nothing too big, but you don’t mind. you know akira better than anyone else. behind that small smile, lies another emotion only reserved for you; adoration.

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i0990 · 4 years ago

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Piofiore no Banshou -ricordo- - Review

Since I finally got a Nintendo Switch I decided to try Piofiore no Banshou, what with 1926 recently released and all. I know the English ver (Fated Memories) came out earlier this year, but I played the Japanese one so I won’t be commenting on quality of translations and such.

What actually caught my eye for this game was the art, especially the number of different outfits and hairstyles Liliana had. I’m neutral about the mafia setting. Most of the reviews I read were positive, especially the ones for the eng ver, so I decided to give it a shot. Overall I had a decently fun time with it, but I wouldn’t say it’s one of my favourites.

Piofiore is real pretty to look at, but suffers from poor writing at parts. The personalities of the guys tend to flip-flop depending on the route. Liliana, while very cute, is not what you would consider a ‘strong heroine’. The plot wasn’t that interesting to me and the finale route was underwhelming. Still, the characters were for the most part entertaining enough that I didn’t consider this a waste of my time and it didn’t bore me.

If you love this game to bits you might want to stop reading here.

*spoilers after the cut*

Plot: The heroine, Liliana, is an orphan who grew up in the church. The city has 3 mafia gangs(Falzone, Visconti, Laoshu) each controlling a diff part of the city, as well as a neutral area. A mafia controlled Italian city in 1925 sounds liked a fun setting yeah? In each route she basically gets attacked and is rescued/taken in by one of the gangs and spends time helping them with their stuff. We learn that she’s the latest in a line of chosen maidens who supposedly act as the key to unlocking a holy relic, which is why various parties want to kill/protect/possess her for their own agenda.

The overall plot is to... actually idk because there is no overarching goal common to the routes except maybe to not die. Liliana herself doesn’t seem to have any of her own goals to achieve. Therein imo is where the story writing gets a bit bland. Dante’s route is where you learn more about Liliana being the chosen one since the Falzone family are the guardians of the relic, but in the end it was just sth like “If a Falzone and the holy maiden sleep together you can unlock relic” -.- Nth wrong with it being so cliche, but it also makes this rather irrelevant in the other routes. In the other routes Liliana being the chosen one just becomes an excuse for the game to pile all sorts of abuse on her.

Regarding Liliana... If you are the sort who really wants a strong heroine you’ll probably hate her. She puts up with a lot of nonsense and abuse, especially in Yang’s route. Admittedly at times it’s a matter of suck it up or die but she’s still rather lacking in personality. The producers designed her to cater to the self-insert player base so her backstory and character are left as vague as possible. Her being the holy maiden also comes with zero special powers so she literally is just a helpless damsel in distress. I personally wasn’t too bothered by it but just find it a waste given how they had such a potentially good setting to work with.

What mainly bothers me with the writing was how characters tend to change personality depending on the route, as well as them making pretty stupid decisions when they should know better. I think Orlok’s bad end is a well known example of this for Dante. Nicola’s goal in his route makes zero sense, and also poor Robert who suddenly goes yandere. Jozef is suddenly a good guy in a couple of the routes. Yang is pretty much the most consistent guy, except that he is consistently an arse. When the route with the guy who abuses the heroine the most is the most entertaining route, you know the writing is messed up.

The finale route was also pretty meaningless and felt a bit lazy since it branched off from Gilbert’s route when there was no real reason for it. I mean, if you want to have a secret love interest can you at least give the guy some decent development and his own route?

As for the plus points, I’d say the game is still pretty entertaining to play through. It’s mostly carried by the art and characters themselves rather than the plot. I also like the darker and more mature feel of the game since I’m not a huge fan of fluff games most of the time. There really is a lot more violence and sex in this game than you’d usually see, although sometimes it feels a bit forced just so they can have the shock factor. It’s not super long like HnK or super boring like the KBO fd so that’s good. It’s actually remarkable that despite the poor writing the game was still rather fun. Maybe that’s the true power of the holy maiden hmm.

Characters: Due to the writing being all over the place and the flip-flopping personalities I have no true favourite for this game. If I had to say I’d pick Dante, because he likes cats and for the most part he seems to care about Liliana even when it’s not his route. Gilbert is a close second because he just seems like a fun guy to hang out with and yay shopping. Orlok seems more like a younger brother. Yang, while very entertaining, has an absolutely rubbish personality. Nicola’s route ruined the character for me :/

I’d usually spend some time here talking about the heroine’s personality but she doesn’t really have one. Pretty standard nice, likes baking, will take a bullet for her guy kind of girl. But yeah, no goals of her own.

The sub characters in this game are so-so. My favourites are the Laoshu twins because of how they somehow make every scene they are in more interesting. Emilio is just there to conveniently make things better for the characters involved. But hey, everyone looks great!

System/Interface: It’s nice and suits the setting. Not much to complain about. I would have liked a ‘skip to next choice’ option for this game. The newspaper clipping style main menu is kinda cute. No trophies to collect since it’s on the Switch.

Art/Music: RiRi’s art saves the day. Even if the characters do stupid or mean stuff, at least they look good doing it. Tbh this is the first game RiRi has done so far where I really like the art. Also kudos for Liliana’s multiple hairstyle and clothing changes. I would have liked more CGs featuring the characters interacting with one another and not just Liliana. Overall the art was prob what I liked best about the game.

Music wasn’t too bad. I enjoyed it while playing but nothing that really impressed me enough to want to buy the soundtrack. I like the various faction themes and they do a decent job of conveying each gang’s mood. OP/ED didn’t stick in my head.

Overall. my main feelings about the game would be... mild disappointment? I was expecting a more action packed, dramatic game. I don’t regret it though because it was fun enough and there’s lots of eye candy. It’s mostly the wasted potential that annoys me. Sorry if this came across as more of a rant than a review. I know a lot of people love this game lol. If you’re interested in darker and edgier games this is still worth giving it a shot. I also have the FD so I’m hoping it will improve my opinion of the series. Will probably start on it after the new year ^^

#piofiore no banshou #piofiore #piofiore no banshou ricordo #otome game #Otomate #piofiore review

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yesss the letter format 💝💓💘💖💞💕💖💞💓 (lovely anon)

my dearest aria (a hamilton reference lmao),

i’m home alone (bc i wanted the house alone to get my head together after my brothers were mean to me 🙃) and i’m so hype LMAO but i’m watching chloe x halle’s tiny desk concert and honestly just vibing. (this is so random) besides zendaya like they are my badass black women role models. my one accomplishment would be to learn to body roll like them LMAO

oh nevermind i can’t have anything nice, my dad just came home 🙃 WHAT A WAY TO START OFF THIS ASK WTFFF

i’m liking tfatws, the second episode was veryyy intense imo but WANDAVISION IS SO GOOD😭 i knew it was going to be my favorite from the really old trailer but it’s really good and i promise it’s not just sitcoms, girl especially cuz you’ll have all the episodes already out- we were having to wait every week😭 BUT ITS SO GOOD I PROMISE HDJSHDJSH lmao reading this i was like “i- the episodes aren’t an hour long” but i feel that, it’s hard for me to watch tfatws bc they are an hour long and i’m like 😐 but wandavision episodes are less than 30mins bc I KID YOU NOT they have the damn 10 MINUTE CREDITS DHDJSJ no i don’t think we’ve talked about this b4 lol but it all depends on the series for me. i binged love island uk in less than a week bc i was so invested and LITERALLY LOVE IT but uh those episodes are like an hour and a half, but say i was binging tfatws (it’s so hard to type that ohmigosh) i honestly would not be able to do it bc of the intensity (you may be like what intensity but if you’ve seen episode 2 by the time you’re reading this.......... isaiah and the scene afterwards is all i have to say, esp me being black it was so tough :/)

girl you’re fine, as long as you’ve experienced it once hahaha i think the reason why it’s so important to my family (this letter feels so personal and extreme HSJSJA IM SORRY) is bc my grandmother loved it and in my family i guess it’s just important to us lol like my mom and dad love it too and we have the literal VHS tapes LMAO, but it only came up recently cuz my youngest brother was watching lion guard HAHA and he wanted to see the originals :) and fun fact (unless you already know) but there’s a lion king part 2 and 1 1/2 and i have all three ON VHS HAHAHA but i love lion king 1 duh (the og) but part two’s music and love story..... is so good. anyway. 🦁

I WAS THINKING THE SAME THING DURING THE WHOLE MOVIE THEATER ENCOUNTER THING HAHAHA AND WHEN SHE WAS SAYING AWKWARD I WAS LIKE WTF THE NOISE LMAOOOO i don’t think there’s a better way to describe that whole situation than ZKDHDJSHAJAJSHDJSNAHA. yeah. yeaaaa at the cinemas (i like the word cinema more than movies 🥰) here they have chips (fries), some have ice cream, nachos, drinks, hot dogs, the cinema we were at had pretzels and like BURGERS I WAS LIKE HUH OKAY and ya know obviously popcorn but i don’t know why the theaters (or cinemas) here do that, it started a long time ago though like yearsssss

PLEASE i have the longest movie watchlist and uhh haven’t seen any of them JDJSKA (istg i use HSJSSKSH as a period - like . ) i’m still hype for cherry but very hesitant (idk if i can handle it) but i’m thinking about watching it in the next couple of weeks? i know it’ll take me forever bc i’m gonna have to keep pausing and shit but idk. i’ve asked around for very specific trigger warnings and time stamps so i REALLY know what’s coming (even if it spoiled the film a bit for me) but i do really wanna see it (i think? writing this now i’m not so sure lol) so whooooooo really knows lol, but chaos walking YES i was really excited about it :))) and about my friend uhh dude you don’t sound mean at all i was literally thinking the same thing but worse HAAKL idk what she was there for???? she bought my ticket tho so 💁🏾‍♀️ whatever

“SIMS ahh, BUNK BEDS ahh” had me cracking up lmao and you know my sims status JAJAHHAJ but i’m gonna become like you, saving every 5 minutes 😭 but that’s exactly what happened to me, i really didn’t know whether to shut it off or not but after 2 hours i was heartbroken lol i’m literally making a list of things i need to redo that wasn’t saved lmao

CAN I JUST SAY UR A MASTERMIND THOUGH??? UR SIMS GAME SOUNDS SO *chefs kiss* IM CRINE university is PAINFULLY long and LITERALLY I FEEEL THAT like you can’t do anything else without failing, i had my sim go to a party once for like a few hours and i felt so dumb afterwards like urgh he should’ve been studying LMAOO just cracking down on work honestly. UR NEIGHBOR!AU IN THE SIMS PLEASEEE i am very much in love with it, yes. (pouring rain has just suddenly begun where i am rn wow ok) i love that you put them on the same lot, that was really really smart and i love that ur living out your sexuality in the sims😭 i was abt to say “now you can say you’ve got experience bc of the sims” but ANYWAY IGNORE ME fhdhs THE ALIEN BABY DHSJSK i hope it’s not a dealbreaker for enisa. that’d be tragic. IM BACK IN UPPERCASE THO BC YES MAKING OUT IN THE SIMS IS SO HOT TO ME??? I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE STFU OH MY GOSH- all the stuff, whispering sweet nothings, and the making out, and JUST ALL OF IT!!! AM I TOUCH STARVED????? there was this time i made my sim just continue to woohoo bc it was turning me on big time. ANYWAY

half way through that i had to go to my grandmothers house (not the one that likes lion king, but uh hmm idk if you remember but i was talking abt my shit family so yeah that grandmother lol) so now i’m finishing this 🥴 and instead of chloe x halle i’m watching a tom interview lmao & if this takes me longer than 30 minutes.... imma cry

I REALLY WANNA ASK- IS IT BC UR GERMAN LIKE YOU CAN JUST WRITE OUT THAT LONG ASS WORD???? i mean i can’t write out supercalafrag- anyway, but that word is a bit nonsense, UR WORD IS A REAL WORD DUDE HDJSHS i love how ur like “maybe i mixed up these words” YEA OK.

lol i had to google what are waveformers lol (lol makes a comeback) and they look like curlers that you would sleep in (here we would call them curlers or uhm i forgot uhhhhhhh rollers i think) but ur fine when am i ever making sense?? i think the best part about these is the chaos yet we understand what the other means 😌

H20 H20 H20 OH MY GOODNESS SHE BROUGHT UP H20 OK MY LIFE WAS H20🥲 I HAVE THEIR LOCKET NECKLACE AND (short storytime) when i was younger i thought they were american despite their accents (idk i was dumb) but then i figured they weren’t when lewis went to go study in america HAHAH ALSO FAVORITE COUPLE CLEO AND LEWIS UGH WATCH ME REWATCH THE SHOW NOW THANKS (also i hated elizabeth so much) but anyway back on topic, when lewis went to go study in the US i looked up where the show took place and all that good stuff and i found out they were australian HAHAH and that started my obsession with accents LMAO the uk :’)) (i’m proofreading AND AUSTRALIA IS NOT A PART OF THE UK LMAOO IM SOO DHSJSSHS) also it is now one of my many goals (besides the body roll HAHAH) to go to mako island (that’s what it’s called right??)

about music, i googled stormzy and i might listen to a song of his.. LOL I WANNA GIVE IT A TRY IMMA DO IT FOR YOU NFDVSFSG lmaoo the german rapper had me cackling (autocorrect once again being helpful and said raper and i’m like nOO) i mean we all have that one person. can’t lie, won’t lie. my one (IM SORRY BUT AUTOCORRECT HAD “MY ONE TRUE ACCOMPLISHMENT” SITTING AND READY HDJSJA I DONT EVEN TYPE THAT wHAT) person out of my white soft boy with brown hair and brown eyes type would beeeee pete davidson. love me some petey. i was gonna say rex orange county as well lmao but i don’t really loveeee him i’m just in love with his music... and wanna be friends with him..... so 👉🏾👈🏾 (i never do that fdshsh)

oh my goodness, i love tattoos too- GASP what are you thinking of getting 🥺 i want tattoos too but i’m too indecisive to figure out what to have & where. especially in my family... idk they aren’t frowned upon but my mom’s not applauding the thought lol, if i got one it would have to be meaningful but i am absolutely in love with (for example) ariana grande’s finger tattoos !! they’re so cute and simple :’) i don’t even know if i can get tattoos? my skin is... interesting. not in a bad way!! just like.... idk how to explain it??? keyloids run in the family & i got a piercing once and it got infected soo :/ the doctor also confirmed that if i wanted tattoos they couldn’t be in color so LMAO

ONCE AGAIN THIS WHOLE THING FEELS SO TMI DHSHSSJ IM LIKE OHMIGOSH SHUT UP SHE DOESNT CARE JESJSKS

in regards to you not sleeping, i wanted to mention that dumb bird, what was the reason it was up so early aT 4AM???? SIR WHO YOU CALLING TO??? also it’s 11:30pm and idk why i’m tired???

yeah i was never SUPER into justin so i don’t know exactly what albums you’re talking about lol, i do know yummy though.. but everyone did hahaha also i listen to so much pop 🙈 i mean maybe... idk what would count as pop and what wouldn’t. that new person feeling though.. i get that. it’s like who is this new person..? i kinda feel like that with taylor swift (i was never THAT into her either though so it’s like oh wait i didn’t know you from the beginning instead of hello old friend but you’re different lol)

about the concerts, thanks 🥰🥰 that’s so sweet what you did for your mom too, it’s nice seeing them so happy like 🥲 awh AND GLEE IS AND WAS MY LIFE FOR A V V LONG TIME, i’ve been meaning to rewatch it for the longest time lmaooo but i’m just so lazy and it’s such a commitment... i’ll have to get emotionally involved again and idk if i want that rn. but i have a friend on instagram and she runs a glee fan account and it’s such a big part of her life i really don’t think i could ever be THAT obsessed with something. like another one of my friends loves tom holland so much that she changed her mom’s name in her phone to what tom’s mom’s name is in his phone (that was confusing lol) and obviously i’m not judging them AT ALL, it just couldn’t be me lol

CONCERTS LOOK LIKE SO MUCH FUN 😩😩 LIKE THE EXPERIENCE AND THE FEELINGGG URGHSJS i wanna see a few people live like ari and chloe x halle and- hmm.... idk who else FJDSJ rex orange county i guess huh anyway, the experience just sounds so amazing and the atmosphere is just ✨✨✨ yeah

aria do it do it do it do it do it- watch hamilton!! but with subtitles bc you won’t catch half of the things they’re saying without them LMAO (me and my family watched it and they all didn’t like it bc they didn’t know what was happening lol) BUT DONT WATCH IT AT 4AM LMAO ITS LITERALLY 3 HOURS LONG

yes!! superior peter fics 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and it just shows how much of an incredible writer AND PERSON you are through your fics that you can turn a blurb into 2k....... like what.

LMAO the annoying thing, sometimes i feel like i’m bothering people (like right now HAHAH) but i think it’s my antisocial side being like yeaa no one wants to talk to you like you wanna talk to them :’) idk it’s strange!! sometimes i get really ✨insecure✨ and overthink everything LOL like is this too long, im talking too much, i’m swearing too much, oh lord i’m a pain, all that good shit lmao so that’s fun:))

ALSO YOUR BLOG IS SO FUN TO ME HAHAK LIKE ITS JUST YOUR OWN AND I LOVE THAT!!! like you talk about everything and anything on here lol,, and i say that bc what you said lmao how if i was someone else i would want to fuck me so bad😭 i honestly don’t understand how i don’t have people lining up though..... but if no one’s gonna tell you... then you tell yourself, period (and sometimes telling yourself is fucking yourself HSHAJKS OK NEXT)

ohmigosh the realization you had that you graduated last year and are going to uni this year🤧 but the fact that you had a teacher who LEFT THE GROUP CHAT bc she was mad at y’all i- 😭 but yeah about your maths (i always wondered why you guys call it maths and the US calls it math. like i know so many people out of the states, not just in the uk that say maths) teacher- i saw this post that said online school is looking a lot like dora the explorer😭😭 “you have any questions?” 🦗 “okay bye then” lmao and please i love when tests have nothing to do with what you studied like ??? thanks? sometimes i get scared that my teacher will somehow find out that i googled everything? or like my answer is too close to the answer sheet or something. i get sooo nervous lol but i’m already past that point of not being able to do anything myself DHJS i mean i’m still learning like i said!! read the question, read the answer. boom. now i know the answer to the question and i learned!

THANKS 🙈🥰🤧 idk how else to explain my feelings LMAO i feel it’s cool that you find my dance lessons and voice lessons cool so thanks :’)

oh god not headache season 😭😭 allergies are the worst like it’s not even funny. is headache season just when the seasons are changing or is it like... all throughout the summer? cuz i love the summer lmaoo i love the winter too but i just love wearing as little clothes as possible LMAO

GIRL IF THAT BIRD DONT STOP CHIRPING- i am 100% convinced that it is the same bird trying to give you headaches and no sleep and it needs to stfu 😤 and pLEASE ur theme is adorable and pretty and cute but also it just feels like you? idk if i’m explaining this right or if it’s bc i’ve been talking to you for a bit but it’s cute but not innocent in a way that i’m surprised that you write smut and- yeah, that didn’t make sense!! but ur new theme is gonna look pretty too and as long as you like it, it’ll be amazing🥰

yessssss the fact that megan is gonna be ur pfp YES JUST YES

edit: ok i just need to 🥺😭 sometimes u make me wanna cry cuz i feel like you’re just a kind person. i truly mean this, the fact that you celebrate yours & others stretch marks makes me so 🥺🥺🥺 i honestly don’t know anyone who has said they want need more stretch marks and it’s just all very lovely to me :’)) OKAY IMMA STOP BEING SAPPY

#yes my fake tags are back #by popular demand #aka me #and look i have actual tags this time! #i’m seriously craving water ice rn....... huh #but it’s past midnight and i fr fr want a snack #aw man #i wrote that last paragraph while doing my tags yes #and i hope you become responsible for that anon’s orgasm #assuming they had one #and i saw your response to the tom thing and yeaa when they only look like that for something and it’s like aw bae be yourself #i’m gonna shut up now and find a snack but goodnight!! morning?? IDK #IF THESE TAGS END UP AS ACTUAL TAGS I AM SO SORRY HAHAHA #alright proofreading done and i’m gonna go eat cereal

okay i‘m on my way to a driving lesson rn and afterwards i have a zoom uni thing, and then another uni thing lmao. but hopefully i can reply to this in between because i‘ve been dying to talk to you since i got this ask dldjds💘💘💘 (i really like this heart. i had a 💖 phase for a while and now it‘s 💘 (seems like a very romantic heart but.... it is what it is idk dkddj)

^okay that was literally all i wrote before my lesson lmfao. just had the worst driving lesson ever dbdvsnylkxsksj i think i‘ve gotten too used to being good at driving and now i‘ve gotten too cocky with it 🥴 anyway i‘ve had such a stressful day and overall week but tbh i‘m already feeling better bc i can (indirectly) talk to you <333

omg i went to chloe or halle (i don‘t remember who out of the two)‘s instagram the other day and found out that they are not twins alejeleksjsksj but yes oh my god their voices are literally angelic and i can‘t wait to see Halle as Ariel (Arielle??)🥰 and omg it‘s literally 2021 and we‘ve only had......... one(?) black Disney Princess like it‘s about fucking time (I might be forgetting someone, I‘m not too familiar with the new Disney films, but as far as I remember there‘s only Tiana right? (who is literally a frog for 3/4 of the film 😭😭) so yes i‘m here for it too😌😌😌 (obviously she‘s not a cartoon like tiana ekdlek but she‘s a disney princess you know what i mean ddkjdh)

pfkejdj i‘m already overwhelmed with my parents i can‘t imagine having siblings too 😭😭 (sometimes i wish i had siblings but then other times (like after reading what you wrote dksjj) i‘m glad that i‘m an only child lmao like your brothers being mean to you and i remember when you cried and he was just like 👁👄👁 ok. like i’m totally okay being an only child sksjsj———and he doesn‘t listen to music 🤧🤧🤧 (although i guess that‘s good for you because at least he can‘t annoy you by listening to loud music that you hate dmdn)

okay okay i might watch wandavision then??? I‘ll definitely let you know!!! and yes omg i‘m loving tfatws (that really is so fucking hard to type omg) but same i totally get what you mean, i‘m not used to watching action series at all and every episode so far has been like a little movie so i‘m glad that i didn‘t wait until it was all out cause there’s no way i could binge watch that lol) and yes last episode was really intense. i‘m glad that marvel are talking about racism because (from what i‘ve seen) they haven‘t been the best in that department, and i‘m really curious to see what they‘ll do in the next episodes (curious isn‘t the right word but excited isn‘t the right wort either, like i‘m excited but in a neutral way ? i‘ll shut up dslsksj i hate that german has so many words that you cant translate because theres a really good german word that describes how i’m feeling but i cant think of a good translation ugh)

okay i absolutely need to watch lion king (and part 2 and 1/ 1/2 dksksj) AND hamilton, i might even do it soon 👀

BURGERS AT THE CINEMA? EBEEISNDBEKSK i‘ll come to the US just to go and watch a movie lmaooo, i think all the popcorn sizes and drinks are bigger as well, i‘ll come and watch chaos walking with you 😌😌 does next week work?

and yeah i‘ve seen posts with specific time stamps and trigger warning for cherry too so if you haven’t looked on tumblr yet i’ve def seen some! (but ive also seen some on twitter and yeah- i mean idk youve probably looked on tumblr but yeah- then there’s also imdb which doesn’t have time stamps i believe but quite specific warnings, mostly without spoilers!)

Tbh i don‘t think i would have even considered watching cherry if tom wasn‘t in it... (i’m personally fine with most of the triggering topics/things like for some reason i’m just stoic when i’m watching the most tragic films ever dldldldlbut the plot just... idk if it‘s for me you know? just entertainment wise?).... and even with tom in it i‘m unsure skeldls, i‘d totally get if you decide not to watch it but let me know if you do i‘d want to hear your thoughts! <3

SKSLSJJ my sims both finally graduated!! i think i played sometime last week, and i literally got the achievement/notification that i‘d been playing with this household for 24hours.... and that was BEFORE they graduated dldjdldkdksjjs

oh no my tumblr broke and three paragraphs of me talking about sims were deleted 😭😭😭

WAIT NO I TOOK SCREENSHOTSSKSK because i couldn’t press save so i knew they might be gone okay okay okay i‘m a genius

*move out

oh no idk if the quality is too bad to read... idk how good your eyes are dkdkdjjd (also sometimes it will be really bad quality for some but not for others so i hope that the you can see the pics in a normal/good quality)

Okay let me continue

OMG THE ROMANTIC AND SEXUAL STUFF IS THE BEST PART ABOUT THE SIMS DIDLDKJIkdkj i kind of miss how in the sims 3 they would be making out basically lying on top of each other if they were on a bed— but in sims 4 when they‘re sitting next to each other and everything that‘s definitely hot too 😌😭 or with hot tubs dkdkdk how one sim climbs on the other sim‘s lap before they woohoo (i used to make them skinny dip in the hot tub and then make out and woohoo so they’re like naked on top of each other even if you can‘t see anything- en e waysss)

Dkdkdkdj so @ Rindfleischet.. blah bla. so it‘s basically just loads of individual words put together/connected and that‘s a really big part of german. so yesterday i had an online Einführungsveranstaltung for uni (like it was a zoom meeting where they just talked about general stuff about the uni and i was really anxious before, idk why, but it turned out absolutely fine so) and that words consists of the two words Einführung (introduction) and Veranstaltung (event) which are also two individual words but you can make a new word (Einführungsveranstaltung, so in english that‘s basically “introduction event“ lmao) by combining those two words. there are obviously some rules like you can‘t just combine random words in a random order but you can basically make infinite words (technically). for example (i feel like i‘m teaching a class just skip this if you don’t care 🙃🙃🙃djdjdkdlns)

for example i could say Einführungsveranstaltungsteilnehmer (which is not underlined with red by tumblr because it is a grammatically correct compound word (i think that‘s what they‘re called?)) which is the words introduction + event + participant, so that word just means “participant of an introductory event“ but instead it‘s one word? i hope that makes sense? dkdkkdksks i mean it makes sense in german but idk if it makes sense to you cause idk if i‘m explaining it very well lmao,

(I just deleted a really really long paragraph that i wrote about gender in the german language and grammar, you‘re welcome slsksksj)

my capacity to think has now been used up for the week 🥴🥴🥴 i absolutely do not blame you if you just skipped over that part or can‘t be bothered to (re)read my awful explanation edkflsksjdjdj (again, i had double the amount of words but i just deleted it dkdkdlslsl but what‘s left lf my german lesson is probably confusing enough already😭i‘m sorry🥴)

so to answer your question LEJDKSKJ: it‘s really common to have long words in german, words that are just word+ word+ word + word made into one long word. obv rindfleischetikettierung..... is a very extreme example and it‘s normally just 2-4 words made into one! So yup i think that comes mostly from german and talking german and growing up here and going to school here and everything dmdfnsksx

i think the best part about these is the chaos yet we understand what the other means 😌— YES. YES. Yes. I love that about us 😌😌🥰🥰/ I love us. Yes.

okay but your friend changing her mom‘s name into tom‘s mum‘s name (was that right? Dkdkdjh)—— so Justin Bieber once posted something where you could see that his Dad‘s number was saved as „Daddy Cakes“ (which, thinking back, sounds very weird ekejjej) and till this day I have my Dad’s contact name as Tata (which is serbian for Dad lmao), “Tata🍰“ in my phone because of it 😭😭😭😭🙃🙃🙃 it‘s not because of justin anymore like i‘ve just gotten used to it by now but at first i did it because of justin lol........ but nowadays i don‘t think i‘m THAT type of fan of anyone- like you know how people have fandom names (Justin‘s fans are the Beliebers, One Direction fans are Directioners (writing that hurt my soul💔💔💔)) and I wouldn‘t consider myself a fan of anyone like that. like even with tom i wouldn‘t call myself........ does tom even have a name for his fans??? Well if he does, I wouldn‘t call myself that. Like i used to be such a hardcore stan for any celebrity that i liked and now it‘s just... okay, i like em. (She says on her blog where she writes fan fiction about Tom Holland — WJDJEJDKELSKSKKSNSNDXB🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃)

Omg rex orange county!!!!!! I don‘t know that many songs like I‘ve only listened to the album pony, but i love it 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘

thanks again for what you said about my fics/writing I‘m🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Pete Davidson Pete Davidson Pete Davidson I‘m-🥰🥰🥰🥰 and I can‘t explain why. But as blissfulparker said the other day (i don‘t want to tag her and make her read through all of this lolll) “I like my men when they look like they are on the brink of death 😍“ (or something along the lines of that) eskkejs okay pete isn‘t that bad, he looks quite good on some days but other days you‘re like... is this man alive? Like i don‘t want to be mean I love Pete so much The King of Staten Island is literally my favourite film ever (although it‘s not my #1 because of how he looks, but i mean he does look good) VUT ALSO

(Okay i was gonna look for a terrible picture of him but he really doesn‘t look as bad as people say??? like. i think he‘s hot. can‘t necessarily explain why. so that‘s that on that.)

i‘m not going chronologically right now (i just keep scrolling up to your ask and replying to whatever i see first sksksksh) so i might miss a thing or two that you said

Okay Stormzy, you really really don‘t have to dkdkdjd like i think you said you don‘t really listen to rap, and uk rap is a whole nother thing from us rap because of the accent i feel like??? (That sentence did not make sense) BUT if you‘re looking for a few songs that aren‘t like RAP rap, then I‘d recommend One Second (feat HER), Superheroes, Own it (which you might know?), ummm maybe the song Lessons?, he has a ton of Lion King references by the way dkdjdj for example in Rachael‘s Little Brother but that‘s like more RAP again if you know what I mean?😭 and it‘s also like 5 Minutes long and tbh i only started liking that song a year after that album came out lmao but Rachael‘s Little Brother is possibly my fav Stormzy song, then there is Shut Up which you absolutely need to listen to just for fun dldjdjd like it‘s just pure fun and also a little funny lmao, especially if you‘re not British (i imagine so at least) cause he‘s like shuTTTT up idk dldkdjdldkjdhdhfjfbfldlsksksks

Vossi Bop is one of his classics, and then maybeee - ok so there‘s Blinded By Your Grace Pt. 2 lmaoobdjsj it‘s very (Christian/) religious but i like it a lot even though i‘m not really Christian (at least not practicing or anything) so idk about your views on religion but i do like the song a lot just by like the sound lmao

Okay so again you absolutely DO NOT have to listen to any, especially not for me dlskdj but I really do recommend the songs Superheroes, One Second and Rachael‘s Little Brother (and all the other ones i mentioned but if you don‘t listen to a lot of his songs you should at least give these three a try <3333) also let me know some of your songs? 🥺 like i dont care who they‘re by but i‘d love to listen to some that you like and Recommend 🥰🥰🥰

Okay so skdjdjdjddhhddhdhjsk... I used to watch all of my series in German (like H2O) bc obviously they were on german tv so they were german- and i knew that most of these actors i saw on tv were american and i was always SO fascinated that they all learned german for this show??? Like I actually thought they were the people‘s real voices and that these English and American actors were learning german so they could re-record the whole ass show and do everything in german dkdkdldjdjjd... i swear I thought that until I was like 14 omg. And then the first time that I watched H2O in the original version i was sooo confused about their accents because to me all actors who spoke english were American?? I mean MOST of those shows are American so I wasn‘t completely off but yeah i was definitely caught off guard when I heard all of their Australian accents for the first time 💀💀😭😭😭

@ math vs maths, math actually makes more sense in my opinion. like you have the word mathematics, then the abbreviation would obviously be math... why would English people randomly add the s from the end??? Or maybe it makes more sense after all because it‘s like plural??? Now I‘m unsure dkdkdkdj but i do say maths because that‘s how i was taught to say it and i hear the word maths more than math but yeah dldkdjs i think math might even make more sense (okay i just tried saying math and maths is easier to pronounce but again tjat might just be me, oh god i‘ll stop talking about that disgusting thing (mathematics).)

not the crickets and dora LMAOOOSNSNSMDNBS yeah that teacher was... a lot. a lot a lot a lot didjjd but she kinda liked me so she always gave me good grades/marks but the people she didn‘t like..... ooft. OOF.

Fksksjsj idek about headache season like i just know that i get headaches from the sun and i‘m allergic to only one.. type of...pollen??? (I don’t understand the science of that whole pollen thing and idek if it’s called pollen in english i just know sex pollen from fan fics😔)and yeah we have this weird wind that makes a lot of people get headaches yeahd dkdkdj. i loved the i just love wearing as little clothes as possible LMAO lllioool i love that i really do. i always struggle so much in the summer cause i never have anything to wear. i feel like i buy so many new summer clothes every year but when i end up looking for an outfit i don‘t ever find anything 😭 (so i just go naked— lmao jk jk) but i‘m generally not the biggest fan of summer so-

OMG THIS FUCKING BIRD ISTG, okay the first time i heard it i went to sleep at like 5 am, so the next day i was like let me go to bed earlier so the bird doesn‘t keep me up, so i went to bed at 4 am (🥲) and THE BIRD JUST STARTED FUCKING CHIRPING SO LOUDLY, so the next day i went to bed at 3 am AND IT FUCKING STARTED AT 3 AM and it‘s still there 😁 every. night.

and since you said you‘ve gotten used to my theme and everything (idk where this transition came from😭) so tomorrow (2nd april) we have our... wait what‘s an anniversary but for a month.? I think month is like mensus in latin OK NO THATS DEF WRONG DKDKDJ wait

So Tomorrow is our... mensiversary💘💘💘💘💘💘 or at least from the first time you sent an ask. i couldn‘t find it on my tumblr anymore because tumblr is a bit of a bitch but i remember the first thing you ever sent (in an ask) was something lovely about my writing and i always take screenshots of stuff like that, and i found it in my gallery. and i took that screenshot of your ask on the 2nd of march so i‘m assuming that‘s when you sent it 🥰🥰 i feel like i‘ve known you for a week not a month like how is it a month already????? (i mean this in a good way lmao but i really can’t believe that its been a month wtf)

omg no you make me want to cry because i just love you so much 😭😭🥺 but about the stretch mark thing it‘s just.. it‘s not even me trying to empower other women (or anyone else who has stretch marks) to shake off these dumb insecurities that the patriarchy and capitalism have instilled in us— ok no it‘s definitely that too lmao. But i mean I‘ve always loved stretch marks, i‘ve just always loved loved loved them so much so it makes me genuinely sad that people don‘t like them. so yeah. i dont really know how to explain it lol, like i‘m not (only) hoping that people realise that hating your stretch marks is giving the men and the patriarchy what they want per se- (that made no sense) it‘s just because i love stretch marks and think they‘re beautiful and also sexy. idk dldkdjls and omg the fact that you called me kind 🥺🥺🥺 like i don‘t really have a goal in life or anything, but if i had to choose a ‘goal‘ in life it would just be to be kind. (i‘ll end this here otherwise i‘m gonna talk about being kind for 30 more lines—)

And please. Do not ever feel like you‘re annoying me or sending too much. never ever ever. I get so happy when i see that you‘ve sent me an ask. No matter if it‘s a long one like this or just a short one where you‘re saying something about a post that i reblogged or something. I love hearing from/about you and talking to you 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘

P.S: i‘m so sorry for the tags you‘re about to read they make even less sense than this post, also i reached the tag limit dkdkdj but i said some butterfly tattoos look tacky... and the next thing i said was since we‘re already speaking about Ariana- I DID NOT MEAN THAT SHE WAS TACKY dldkdjsj, i meant since you already mentioned some of her tattoos lmao

#lovely anon #<3 #ALSO I LOVE YOUR TAGS SM DKDJDKDL #i definitely (accidentally) didn‘t say something about every single thing you said #but this is so long already and i don‘t want to force you to read even more of my shite dldkdjsj #(i dont day shite i say shit but sometimes shite sound funnier)#*say #omg its too mate to speak english what i meant was i‘m sire i forgot to adress some of the things you said but i tried my best iwjwskb #omg adress (address? lmao) sounds so negative i mean i‘m sure i forgot to reply to some things- also *late not mate loool #omg ignore my whole german lesson i cant believe i actually wrote all of that wtf #but it took me like 20 minutes so i don‘t want to delete it 😭#and omg i hope you got to re do everything that your sims game didnt save and that it all worked out the same #😭#I NEARLY DELETED THIS ASK WITJ MY ANSWER OH MYFUCKING GOD MY FUCKING HEART #also i realised i didnt say anything at all about uni but i dont have any news like that Einführungsveranstaltung (😭) I went to was literall #just about schedules and credits and boring stuff mostly lmao #oh and tattoos!!!! it sucks that you might not be able to get the ones that you want/get any :((((( but hopefully you can at least get some #that arent in colour? 🤞🏼🤞🏼🤞🏼#so my parents aren‘t that supportive either like they most definitely wouldnt pay for it (even though they pay for a lot of my stuff lmao)#but i think in the end they know that i‘m old enough and they can‘t stop me and they‘d accept it one day so they‘re definitely not THAT bad #maybe your parents will change their mind over time? :(#or maybe youll just get one one day and ig theyll have to get used to it lol #so i want a butterfly (thats the only thing that i‘m sure about) and there are a lot of butterfly tattoos that look really tacky #but speaking of her i actually really like ariana‘s butterfly! but idk if i want that much shading- i have a whole album with like 35 photos #of just butterfly tattoos lol- i‘ll stop here tho. ldkdkd #omg im rereading this all and it‘s so messy good luck dkdkkddl #my tags got messed up and idk how to fix it #wait did i reach the tag limit and you cant even see half of these? 😭😭😭#i‘m so confused about these tags why are they not in the correct order? 😭😭😭 ily snd i‘m so sorry for dropping this post on you none of it #none of it makes sense.

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fmdrohan · 4 years ago

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hello, hi ! 👋🏽 i hope this introduction post finds everyone well. ♡ i’m no one new to these parts, but for those of you who don’t know me, you can call me alé. i’m 21+, use he/him pronouns, and i’m the current typist for aria’s main vocalist, nina seo, & now, i’m bringing you all yet another muse. so, without further delay, i’d love to introduce you to brand-new creation of mine called 𝖞𝖔𝖔 𝖗𝖔𝖍𝖆𝖓. he is knight’s main dancer, sub vocalist, and rapper, as well as their currently marketed “sexy” member. outside of his career, he’s honestly just one big douche-bag skater kid that seeks cheap thrills, and who wants to do nothing more than put a smile on your face... even if causes him trouble sometimes. more info about him is below the cut, so please like this to plot ! ♡ tumblr im’s or discord by request.✨

𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞.

born in seoul, south korea, to a working class, christian family.

mom was a manager at a local restaurant, dad worked at a law firm.

both of them were busy all the time; they lived paycheck-to-paycheck.

he didn’t get much attention at home, so he sought it out at school.

there, he was known as a a huge “class clown” or “class daredevil.”

all he wanted was to put smiles on people’s faces and push limits.

did he end up in the principal’s office a lot? YES, that was his “brand.”

as he got older, his class clownery turned to pranks and thrill-seeking.

he also became HELLA interested in skateboarding and parkour lmao.

rohan felt as if he wasn’t living if he wasn’t on constantly on the edge.

he’s broken a few bones, endured tons of scrapes, but never gives in

this, obviously, didn’t please his mother and father... they were just busy.

too busy to reprimand him and care—rohan got away with a loooot of shit.

he didn’t start receiving discipline until he was scouted by bc entertainment.

despite his messy hair, distinct style, and overall vibe, he fit the bill somehow.

the two years he spent in practice changed him a little as a person; for better.

he found a new love in dancing, and he was naturally pretty great at it tbh.

his background made him extremely coordinated, flexible, and really strong.

his fearlessness made him bold enough to try out new moves or stunts.

two years later, he débuted as a main dancer and kept his impulses at bay.

this isn’t exactly what he saw himself doing in life, but he wasn’t mad at it.

over time, his image began to shift into sexier and “stud-lier” territory.

his outfits became more revealing and he was treated differently in public.

this... fucks him up a lot because it’s the exact opposite of how he is.

he’s just some skater / parkour punk that gives off dumb big bro vibes.

how on earth do they expect him to be portray and convey sexy 24/7?

as this is more of a “job” to him than passion, he does what they tell him to.

so long as his checks get signed and he accumulates wealth, he’s good.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞.

as mentioned above, rohan gives off very douchey “big brother” vibes.

he’ll pick on you, tease you, pull pranks on you, etc. all in the name of fun.

he’ll go too far sometimes, and he’ll feel bad, but has “no regrets.” 😎 lol.

lowkey loooves anime and draws his own bad sketches; also into sci-fi.

underneath the dumb, douchebag exterior is just a big ol’ nerd, that’s all.

if you’re a cute guy, he’ll DEFINITELY flirt with you—taken or not taken lol.

he’s someone that hasn’t really let being an idol ruin his personal life tbh??

he still does whatever the fuck he wants within the constraints of his contract.

though, whenever he gets “bored,” he does things he’s not supposed to.

bc entertainment’s warned him of being careful not to injure himself, but...

i don’t really think he cares at this point in his career; he likes more freedom.

little random, but he loooves underground / indie rock music and rap, too.

one of those assholes that doesn’t really listen to any other idol music lmao.

to be fair though, he’s not really a massive fan of knight’s music either. 😁

he just sings or raps whatever they tell him to and rolls with the punches.

lowkey wants to take up tattooing and graffiti at some point, he’s that guy.

loooves to talk and meet new people, even if they find him a li’l annoying.

whenever he’s stressed, angry, upset, hungry... he shows it with aggression.

it’s never gotten intense much, but he’s not much of a sensitive “crier” yk.

there’s more of him for me to discover as time goes on, so that’s it for rn!

𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙-𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘.

no plots page yet, sry :/// i’ve been a little busy this week rip.

some ideas will be below though so lmk if they appeal to you!

one, he’s definitely known to ghost people, so... maybe your muse is one of ‘em? like, this would be locked to males in the lgbt community, but you know. give him some really awkward encounters to make him feel like shit for ditching you after tons of sweet talk. sad thing is, he’s aware of it, and it’s mostly because of his schedule, but also ??? he’s just having fun, you know. he doesn’t wanna get tied down to anything right now.

two, maybe that ONE GIRL he tried to fuck with at the beginning of his career. while he knows he’s always been attracted to men, i think he would’ve convinced himself to at least try it out with a woman to make sure he wasn’t also interested in them, too. he’s a MASSIVE flirt and sweet talker, definitely made her feel special, but like... it never really went anywhere because... he just wasn’t into it, but didn’t wanna make her mad lmao. clearly ended up in a break-up and it could be both an ugly or pretty ending imo idk.

three, i’d DIE if other muses in famed were super into skating, or anime, or really any of his interests, too, and they’ve formed a “club” of sorts? just your local band o’ dirtbags who get together and fuck shit up a little bit here and there. i feel like this could be open to anyone who shares any of his interests tbh ??? maybe closer to his age is preferred, but honestly, i’m here to discuss whatever! i’m all for compromises and shit tbh.

four, maybe someone’s he’s lowkey seeing ( male, male-presenting lock ) that he’s really vibing with, but he just can’t... feasibly reason why he should have a bf right now. he’s got a lot going on, so he’s kind of a flake, but at the same time, he doesn’t intend to be an asshole to them. they’re maybe one of the only people he’s “softer” with. can end up romantic or platonic depending on how they handle it together, me thinks!

five, a dance partner or two would be pretty cool tbh! he’s not a dancer first, so he likes to dance with other people who are passionate about it to learn from ‘em. he can handle his own with choreography, but doesn’t have his own distinct style, so he’d really appreciate all the help he can get in becoming better ig? all in the name of work!

six, maybe a person who fucking HAAAATES him because they find him really annoying and super douchey, so they just... avoid him at all costs. however, he kinda picks up on the fact that they avoid him, so he pesters them even worse, which doesn’t end well... ever. this is definitely more open to anyone tbh and we can plan as we go!

seven, flipside where it’s someone that he CAN’T stand because he finds them really persnickety, snobby, and rude as fuck. if there’s one thing he hates A LOT, it’s bratty rich kids with silver spoons in their mouths. like, if this was a “the outsiders” verse, he’d be a greaser 1000000%, not a soc. lmao. he’d butt-heads with this person a fuck-ton.

eight, however many guys wanna piece of him, he’s happy to have a catalogue of fwb’s he calls on. he’s definitely not someone who says no to a good time, and he can act like a perfect boyfriend if that’s what you want. sadly, this’ll always be a temporary game. any of these fwb’s can go in many directions and can be plotted out individually!

nine, the age old question... “who’s your ideal type?” under pressure, he said you as a joke ( because of this, it could be male or female ) and now, fans of your respective groups ship you two together all the time. it’s a little awkward, and you two haven’t really talked about it much, but here you are... at a shared event sitting next to each other. how do you handle it? what do you do? is it awkward or all in good fun?

ten, someone who kinda hates that he doesn’t really take being an “idol” all the serious. he’s got a lot of shit on his bucket list he wants to do and he doesn’t let fame fuck with that, so he’s careless. he didn’t go into this business because of passion, it’s just where he ended up. your muse doesn’t like that, and thinks people like him are lazy as fuck.

#‏‏‎ ‎* ( 유로한 ) ╱ intro.#‏‏‎ ‎* ( 유로한 ) ╱ plot call.

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cinnaminsvga · 4 years ago

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Question, what is a non fanfic book you'd recommend? Also what is your ultimate favorite fanfic? Emotional comfort go to song? Emotional comfort fic? And if you watch shows/movies (some people don't) what's your go to?

What is a story you wrote that randomly pops up in your mind sometimes? I know authors don't like being asked because they say their works are like their children, but honestly do you have a favorite child? Is there a fic you haven't posted or wrote down that you think about a lot?

Sorry for all the questions. And made it so long... honestly only meant to ask 2 but my brain supplied more questions and I have poor self control when it comes to asking questions

LOL THIS IS SO CUTE and don’t worry about asking all those questions,,, i also have a problem with rambling and i understand your plight,,, plus your questions are cute so i’d be more than happy to answer 🥺

i recently started rereading all the rick riordan books again because i was feeling nostalgic + people on twt were talking about the new disney+ pjo series, and WOW i never realized how much those books shaped me as a kid,,, it really introduced me into one of my oldest hyperfixations (greek myths are my JAM like i used to consistently borrow all the greek myth books at my library as a kid lmao) and i just think it’s a really great series despite being marketed to children

ultimate fanfic is “more than human” by sbj. i’ve spoken about this fic on my blog a couple times already, but it’s seriously SO good. i’ve been following it since 2014 and i still wait yearly for updates lmao,,, sbj is my fanfic idol and they were one of the people who inspired me to post my fics in the first place!!

my comfort song is either “hard times” by paramore or “2!3!” by bangtan depending on what type of comfort i need lol

i have so many comfort fics HDKWJSJA but the two that i consistently go back to are “beta tau sigma” by bazooka and “darling, just say you’ll stay” by yeontansstrongbrows + tusaisbts because i reread them whenever i’m feeling low

i’m actually one of those people who don’t watch shows or movies LMAO i don’t have the attention span for it,,, but i have been keeping up with wandavision (friday can’t come sooner tf) so there’s that!

sometimes i think about “making the most out of a ghost” which is a yoonkook fic i wrote back in like 2018?? and remembering it makes me want to write more yoonkook or other mxm fics... i have so many wips that i wanna write but i’m too lazy to start them... maybe some day 🥲

oh i do have a favorite child HAHAHHA and it’s definitely “the lonely hearts club” like that smau literally changed my life... not only did i gain so many readers while i was writing it, but i also just?? put my entire heart and soul into it unlike any fic i’ve ever written before and it was the fic where i wrote the most vulnerably, if that makes sense lol

I HAVE SO MANY WIPS ITS FUCKING INSANE LMAO but the two wips that have plagued my mind for years are my pirate!yoongi fic and my exchange student!yoongi fic... i actually daydream about those two fics daily but there’s some strange force inside of me that is keeping me from starting it... i think it’s because those two fics are really close to my heart and i’m scared of messing it up and scared of them not gaining any traction despite the effort i’m undoubtedly gonna pour into them??? idk... someday, i’m gonna write them and it’ll almost be like a love letter to myself!!

#thanks for the lovely questions LMAO #i undoubtedly spoke too much but i hope that's okay lol #still sad about my pirate yoongi fic... i want to write her so bad but im afraid ;-;#oh well... the time will come... maybe #Anonymous #answered

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megucarecord · 4 years ago

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Rating Genshin Impact Character Designs (Pt. 1)

Hey y’all! I’ve been thinking of doing this for a really long time and I decided to finally stop being lazy and do it. So this is going to be a review of all the playable characters in Genshin Impact from a design perspective. I don’t really have any prerequisites to make this list worth anything (unless you count one year of a fashion/sewing class in high school lol) but hey idk, seems fun?

Gonna be super long (10 characters) so putting everything under the cut.

Disclaimer: I don’t actually hate any of these designs, nor do I consider my opinions “fixing” them, this is just for fun.

Character: Lumine

I have a lot of conflicting feelings about this design. The hair and basic build are fine, very generic but that’s unsurprising for any character that is working at least partially as a pseudo self-insert. The color scheme is also very bland - and is one of the reasons I originally thought that Aether was automatically Geo traveler and Lumine was Anemo traveler. I think that adding more colors would’ve been a good thing, but also would’ve required a revamp of the dress itself, so maybe not the most practical thing, even if I think the dress is a bit too busy. The biggest changes I would make would be to get rid of the fancy part of her stockings as well as the extra flow/ruffled back of the skirt, which is just a bit too much considering the top layer of the skirt is already quite detailed (in a very nice way) and that could’ve just been extended. I also have to admit that though the scarf is very impractical and showy, but it reminds me of a costume from a series I like so I actually like it a lot, although you could definitely term it unnecessary.

Rating: 7/10

Character: Aether

Okay ngl this character design kinda slaps. Firstly, I love that Aether has long hair, it’s a good contrast to Lumine’s cut (and contrast should be super important with characters that are siblings/parallels of one another) and idk long braids are kinda cool. I love that the outfit has distinctive colors, which give the character personality and keeps him from being washed out. The design is much more streamlined than Lumine’s, and although I’m not a huge fan of midrifts (a theme in this post I’m sorry) there’s not actually much I’d change in this design. Except maybe make the cape a scarf to better match with Lumine. This is definitely the superior design in terms of the siblings in my opinion and I think the lack of intricacy fits the image of “traveler” better. It’s not my favorite and there isn’t anything that really stands out in the design, but it’s really solid and I like it.

Rating: 9/10

Character: Albedo

This design has a lot of potential, but I think in the end it’s just a bit too busy (which will be a theme in this game haha). I like the hair - in general I’m glad Genshin isn’t scared to try a bunch of different lengths and styles on guys because if not everything would become painfully boring. I also like the clothes for the most part. The boots are especially sleek, and I like that despite being a Geo character they gave Albedo a bluer, darker color scheme. I think it fits with his mysterious sort of quietly menacing vibe (this man is Frankensteining something I know it). But it really starts to get a bit too much with the coat. I think he needed a coat, again it fits the character, he’s in the middle of a frozen tundra and he’s also a magic scientist man, he needs some sort of coat. But I think the chain and the strap across the front is a bit too much. If I were the designers I would’ve continued with a sleeker theme, make the sleeves longer, the gloves shorter, if you wanted some ornamentation maybe a pack of vials on his belt. Overall very good design, greater color scheme, too busy. Also can we appreciate his banner art? It’s so good I love it.

Rating: 8/10

Character: Amber

Okay first I’m gonna say her card art is super cute. Love the pose, love the style. All gut. Now let me say that this outfit had potential but then it sorta... fell flat. I like the color scheme for the most part, except the white cause idk white is boring and in the game it looks kinda latexy, but I understand wanting three colors and black might be too close to brown. That being said, I hate stockings. Stockings are just the worst, they’re impractical, hard to put on, uncomfortable, should only be worn with dresses. No knight of Favonius needs stockings. Might I suggest pants or shorts? Or like cool pseudo armor plates like with Lumine. Also though I do like the jacket and the leather stomacher design, I think a bomber jacket might suit the character better, because idk they’re cool and they make me think of Amelia Earheart, although that’s such a culturally distinct thing I can’t blame them for not thinking that way. Again the jacket is still very cool, love the stomacher, and love the cuffs.. The belt is lovely and like I said love the embossed designs, but ultimately this design is too impractical, and too bland to get away with being impratical for me. So... yeah.

Rating: 5/10

Character: Barbara

Barbara! Our fav crazy nun. First I’m gonna thank her for having an attack of pure magic then I’m gonna say I hate the color white apparently because I also didn’t like it here. I’m pretty sure she’s supposed to be a novice (could be wrong), so I’d flip the colors, have the accents be white and the main color navy. But idk that’s just me. Overall I quite like her design. It’s a pretty good balance between simple and detailed. I don’t even hate the stockings. I’d say the least good part is the top, the bow and the weird collar is just... ehh? but I don’t think getting rid of the collar would help though. I’d say ditch the bow, make the dress connect to the collar, keep the off the shoulders cold sleeves. I really like the ruffled part of the top skirt. Idk it’s the best part of the design. The hat makes her look like a nurse not a nun though. maybe make the hair ties for the ponytails little veils, might fit better. Overall mostly nitpicks, it’s a strong design.

Rating: 8/10

Character: Beidou

Firstly I’d like to apologize to the Beidou I pulled before never using her (forgive me ily); next I’d like to admit I don’t love her design. I haven’t really harped on the lack of armor on these characters - because I’m not sure how I’d integrate armor into all them without making them bland af, no one wants people running around in full plate armor how tf you supposed to climb in that - but I still wouldn’t’ve put her in a leotard and boots only when she’s a canonical fighter, without even the armor accents on most of the other character. I know that traditional qipao would probably be terrible to fight in, so I’m not going to complain about them slitting it - I actually quite like it I think it’s cool and sleek and fits her vibe - but I will complain about them putting her in a leotard underneath. As someone who dances I can assure you no one in their right mind would want to fight in a leotard, which yes I know isn’t the point and I can’t blame them for not thinking that way. Anyways, I think leggings/stockings and tall boots are quite cool so that’s prolly what I’d do, streamlines the whole design too, gives it a sense of connectivity (idk I’m weird and I don’t look at this character often so yeah). I like the top of her design, although I’d prolly replace the fur on the cap with a large collar, sort of pirate-y or Navy-like. Also let me just say I love the hair and eye patch. Fits her reckless sort of character to hate her hair whipping around, and the eyepatch really sells the concept of her having fought for years. The hand guards didn’t need to be flared, but I don’t mind them being there. Especially since handling a Claymore would definitely rip up your hands if you didn’t have protection. Also the boots though impractical are very cool so... yeah.

Rating: 6/10

Character: Bennett

One of my main team and prolly the closest thing I currently have to a DPS I have conflicting opinions on Bennett’s design. I think it’s a pretty good design all things considered. His belt and all his packs would be busy if you didn’t know Bennett’s character, but considering he’s a wanna be adventurer, I think it works pretty well. Although I don’t know why his extra belt straps are so long... or even exist?? Idk kinda weird. His top is... ehh? I don’t really like it, I think partially because I don’t think Bennett would wear a midrift shirt like this (midrifts where there shouldn’t be midrifts or, as I like to call it, being MagiReco-d) and partially cause the color, though understandable in such a busy design, is kinda bland. I think that’s why the collar works instead of being too busy, we needed some color. If I had to changed the design I’d get rid of the midrift and get rid of those weird extra belt things. Also that one random dagger star thing on one side of his blue collar is just so weird and random and like why does it exist? But overall I like the design, and it doesn’t bug me when I’m playing with him. I think it’s a good example of how busyness can accurately portray a character. Well done.

Rating: 8/10

Character: Chongyun

Another character who I own but have never played, though my friend has him on their main team and they look super cool. I’m not gonna lie I love this character’s design. Firstly the color palette is so good, the white feels like it works to offset all the blue hues - which I love that even the darkest parts of his design are blue not black - so it doesn’t feel bland or irritating, especially with the gold giving it a sense of luxury. I also like the choice to have a tunic that extends to the pants, I think having only white pants would be too bland - again white it a meh color for designs - so it really gives it some necessary details and color. I also like the jacket, again it gives the design a sense of detail while being simple enough not to feel like too much. Also I have no idea what the outfit would look like without the jacket and I have a feeling that answer would be Not Good, so... yeah. Some nitpicks; the left arm band thingie golden cuff is kinda too much and seems impractical and irritating. And... that’s it. I know the slippers are impractical, but I think they work, he is an exorcist not an adventurer after all. Overall, probably second favorite design in the game. Great job

Rating: 10/10

Character: Diluc

Give Diluc a high ponytail, I’m begging you. Lol anyways personal preference aside (which is impossible this entire post is personal preference) I like this design. I think the color works and the whole outfit is a good reflection of Diluc’s character, closed off, luxurious while also a bit ragged and uncontrollable. Yeah. I like it. I do think the thing chain accessory is kinda random, and I don’t think there’s anything about the design that knocks me off my feet, but I do really love the design overall. Also the gloves, good gloves. Suggestions? High ponytailed Diluc. Nothing else. Also though he’s not in this post I like that this outfit is very streamlined and simple compared to Kaeya, it’s a good portrayal of their differing views and opinions through fashion. Because unlike with the traveller siblings I think these brothers have a dynamic where contrast is better than parallel.

Rating: 9/10

Character: Diona

Okay so though I’ve never interacted with this character I skimmed the wiki and I love her backstory it’s hilarious. Also since I never interact with her I don’t have many opinions about her design except why does she only have one sock on? Honestly relatable moments. I think the extra ponytail is kinda weird and excessive considering the hat and I’d prolly make the hair orange to match the ears but overall very cute design. What do bartenders look like? Idk. Oh and also there are a bit too many colors roaming around, but I get it. Overall fairly generic but kinda cute. I still think midrifts are bad.

Rating: 7/10

And that’s it! I hope this didn’t come off as “lol these designs are gross and I’m superior and we should fix them” because no. No one should take any of these suggestions seriously. Except maybe the ponytail one lol. Anyways I hope at least one person likes this cause this took forever and I kinda burned out after a while. Next post if I make it will be interesting cause it includes my least favorite design. May you all have lovely playing and if you love a design I don’t honestly more power to you. Bye!!

#idk this is so random #plz don't hate me #genshin impact #not magia record #long post #mine

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heathendolan · 6 years ago

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Idk if you're doing concepts on Lemon Boy but if you are can we please talk about Ethan and y/n losing their v card to each other? I think it's so cute how they're each others firsts 😭

+ “what would lemon boy & y/n’s first time be like? srry if this has already been asked- i absolutely love this series!“ “what would lemon boy and y/n’s first time be like?“, etc.

BANANA BREAD | Part 1½ of the Lemon Boy Series

A/N: hi there!!!! this has been asked so many times but i’ve never worked up the courage to ever ever ever post my smut lol because it’s absolute garbage. really. i’m a little embarrassed about posting this so feel free to ignore lol :/ it’s definitely not up to par with literally everyone else on here’s smut, it’s tragic in comparison IDK HOW Y’ALL DO THIS CONFIDENTLY!! y’all are BAD BITCHES.

summary: lemon boy and y/n’s first time together. it’s as tooth-achingly sweet as you would imagine.

songs: banana bread is fitting, but like lowkey ILYSB (stripped) by LANY

wc: 5.2K+ || warnings: smut and this fucking image holy fuck || masterlist

SERIES | 1: Lemon Boy | 2: 888 | 3: Boys Will Be Bugs | 3½: It’s U

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“Like, right now right now?” Ethan asked with bulged eyes and a gaping space between his lips.

You had sat across from him on your bed, the duvet still tucked neatly underneath your plush pillows, two books scattered beside each of your crouched figures. You’d been enjoying the afterglow of a sun-kissed Fourth of July, sprawled on the comforter, the two of you reading your respective novels and, every so often, dragging a lazy hand over bare legs, through uncombed hair, down tanned backs. The sun had begun to dip below the horizon beyond your window, the walls of your room tinged orange and shadowy. You fidgeted with the sundress you’d worn that afternoon, fisting the material in your damp palms to rid yourself of the moisture collecting in your hands’ crevices and reminding you that you were, in fact, very, very nervous.

Ethan’s eyes darted to the hem of your skirt, wrinkled by your anxiety, and back to your eyes, your lips, and then your eyes once more. You hardly trusted your voice to carry any of the emotions you felt. You felt blissful, the best kind of sleepy, and want. Want, want, want. You’d been gazing at the impressive, built expanse of Ethan’s shoulders, the sculpted edge of his jaw, and the thick muscles of his legs for over an hour, with your eyes only ever flickering back to your book when he felt your dogged gaze. Your heart thundered in your chest each time his shirt rode up, exposing only a hairsbreadth of the bronzed skin and taut flesh of his midriff. Your mouth practically salivated each time his fingers flicked a page before he tucked his forearm beneath his head once more, bicep in full display. He was stunning even when he didn’t know it.

It took a moment to identify what you were feeling. Why you weren’t necessarily feeling your typical rush of affection when his brows knit together. Why you wanted nothing more than to pluck the novel from his hand, toss it elsewhere, and climb atop him, right now. There was nothing exceptional about the circumstances, his appearance, or the mood–it was just you wanting, needing him.

You were no stranger to the ache Ethan Dolan created between your legs, the persistent and demanding dampness that drenched the thin cotton of your panties whenever he did something inviting. It began well before you’d ever dated, at the least acceptable of times. Your belly would swoop with that feeling whenever he would cock a brow, smack at his gum, or dip in close to murmur something with that gravelly voice of his, throaty and deep…

Perhaps it was the fresh, cool, sharp scent of his cologne, how it melted perfectly into his skin and practically wafted from him, bathing you in his fragrance whenever you were tucked under his arm. Or, perhaps that was it–his constant, firm hold on you, his solid stature, the lazy but ever-so-protective arm he slung across your shoulder. Or no, that had to be it; the way the looked careless, the way he glowered and scowled and glared, daring confrontation from anyone who bothered offering you a second glance. Was that it? Or was it the way his frozen facade thawed as soon as he looked at you, an unguarded grin gracing his pillowy, pink lips.

Or was it just Ethan?

You’d been staring at him for four years now–you could list of hundreds, thousands, millions of things that he did that sent you stumbling. Ethan Dolan turned you on and anyone with two eyes knew it.

But why now? Why were you practically drooling, pointedly unfocused on your book, pointedly focused on the way he sat before you, as average as you’d ever seen him? Your hands trembled tirelessly beneath your legs, panic rose in your throat and it was all just… untimely. But truly, it was because it was Ethan sitting before you so expectantly, waiting for a response or even a sign that you were feeling any of the emotions that you were feeling. His chocolate eyes were flitting left to right searching for any clue that he hadn’t imagined you and your unprompted blurt only a minute ago, ’I kind of want to fuck you right now.’

There were better ways to say it–better ways to word it. If you had the control to keep the words in, you would have come up with something alluring, seductive, sensual. But you had no control, none whatsoever; no, you had simply spat out the thought that was reverberating loudly inside your skull.

Because you did. You did kind of want to fuck him right now.

He seemed to appreciate your honesty with the way he practically embodied eagerness. His hand–probably subconsciously–inched towards your bent knee, desperate to reach out and just, touch. Feel. However, nervous jitters were still thrumming through your body and your head still felt heavy and your gut was still twisting. Of course you were nervous. Of course you were nervous.

Because you hadn’t done much with Ethan yet–you’d given him a handjob once a week ago, during a drive-in movie in the shadowy seclusion in the bed of his Jeep’s trunk. It was sloppy and teenagerish and even a little exciting, but it wasn’t anything else. It wasn’t romantic or life-altering or soul-searching–very far from it. Most importantly, it wasn’t vulnerable. Well, not for you at least. In the midst of yet another heated make-out session, your hand had delved beneath the comforter you two had shared and, after an encouraging grown, slipped beneath the elastic of his briefs and did what handjobs do. You hadn’t caught a glimpse of him in the dim moonlight and you kissed away his offer for any sort of reciprocation, too pathetically nervous to enjoy any more firsts that evening. He seemed to enjoy it if the way his choked off breathy sobs and moans in your ear were any indication. But where do you go from there? A blow job? Fingering? Or do you just jump to sex? Was there a rulebook? Did there have to be one?

It’d only been about a month since you two were ‘official’, and neither of you were ones to press the pedal on sex, but…

Well, when you’ve obsessed over Ethan for four years, and really loved him for two, it felt like a fucking lifetime. When you’ve watched his every movement and drooled over it all, it makes it hard to keep your hands off him when he’s right there. Because in all reality, you two have loved each other more than anyone else has in the span of your month. You were miles ahead of couples before you’d ever even began dating. And so far, besides the handjob, all you’ve done is kissed–a lot. Kissing is great, kissing is the fucking best with him–it makes you feel like you’ve drifted high above cloud nine, soft and warm and dizzy and just sweet–but your mind drifts often to what it could lead to. The thoughts had kept you up for nights on end, and though Ethan was more than appreciative of your little favor, he gave you your space and didn’t demand anything. Which was… sweet. And fantastic, and respectful, and everything you should want. Right?

But that’s not all that true. You wanted him to guide you–despite him being just as unfamiliar with all this as you–and take your hand, pull you along the primrose path, and then cuff your wrists in his grip and pin you down. At least, that’s how you’d always imagined it in your head–in your fantasies that focused on two characters much less nervous than yourselves. Fantasies where Ethan was demanding and dominating and maybe even a little degrading…

You nearly shook your head in real time in an effort to rid yourself of the thoughts. You didn’t want to be degraded tonight; you wanted this slow and soft and full of too many those kisses you loved so much. You had all the time in the world to venture into that dark part of your mind.

All the same, you wanted Ethan to pursue this whole grey area a little more. And you’d waited, and waited, and waited until finally you couldn’t wait anymore, and spat it out as stupidly as just had.

“(Y/N)?” Ethan mumbled, swiping his thumb over the bare skin of your thigh.

Finally, you dragged yourself out of your own brain and sucked in a deep breath. “Yeah. Right now, right now,” you whispered with a shaking voice.

A beat of tense silence passed. “I don’t have a condom,” he said as he realized it himself, his eyes expressive of his heartbreak. “I never thought to keep- I didn’t think you’d- I mean, I thought we’d like, talk about it before, but now that it’s right here, I’m an idiot for not bringing a fucking con-”

“I’m on birth control,” you blurted immediately. Luckily, your mom had the foresight to make sure you were on it long before you started dating Ethan.

“You’re sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“Cause-”

“Do you not want to?” you mumbled quietly, frowning down at the skirt of your sundress sadly.

He didn’t, did he? It should have struck you as funny from the start that a seventeen-year-old boy was perfectly respectful when it came to sex. If you were turned on by him, you should only imagine he’d be frustrated tenfold. But, quite obviously, he wasn’t. Was it your figure? You were content with your body, but now that it was up for grabs, you eyed the lengths of your naked thighs and frowned harder, recoiling at the thought of his gaze climbing any higher on your legs. You grabbed the hem of your dress and tugged it down lower, shifting and wrapping your arms around yourself in an effort to conceal anything he might be evaluating.

“Do I not want-? (Y/N), are you kidding?” Ethan breathed, running a hand down his face and exhaling throatily. “I want you all the time. Like, literally all the time.”

“All the time?”

“All the time.”

“Then why are you…” you asked, finally courageous enough to look into those expressive eyes of his. His irises were detailed with concern, gentle but growing guarded by the second.

“I don’t want you to regret this… With me. It’s a big deal to some, I imagine it’s a big deal to you,” he sighed. He reached behind him and scrubbed at the nape of his neck.

“Regret it? Why would I-? Oh Ethan, don’t get all self-deprecating on me–I’m trying to fuck you,” you grumbled, rolling your eyes haughtily.

Must he choose now of all times?

With a mischievous smirk, he leaned forward to you. Placing a delicate kiss on the length of your jaw, he peppered his lips on the canvas of your cheek, across the corner of your lips, and finally kissed you languidly. To your shock, he grabbed your calves and yanked you by your legs into his lap, your body falling flat onto the mattress.

He loomed over you and pressed a hand beside your head to hold himself up. “Don’t have to tell me twice, Angel,” he cooed, his lips barely leaving yours. I just want to make sure you want this.“

He placed a hand behind your head and surveyed your expression, grinning at your innocent surprise. You breathed through an agape mouth, your pants filling the air between you and only adding to the tension. Snapping your mouth shut, you gulped and nodded, lifting a hand up to rest over his chest. His heart was drumming quickly, so very fast, and you spared yourself a second for responsibility.

“And you want this too? This is your first time too, Ethan,” you said, dragging your fingers up to graze his bony cheek.

He closed his eyes and relished in your affection, a peaceful smile overtaking his features.

“Yes,” he responded confidently. He reached up and tucked a stray lock of your hair behind your ear, his fingertips soft against your temple. “Yes.”

He dipped himself to you once more, kissing softly at your lips, so softly you had to coax him into an effort. Still, he made a noise of disapproval and let his mouth stray from yours softly yet, sliding past your cheek and your jaw to the top of your neck where your pulse sat stir crazy. He pressed his lips over it there and felt it throb rapidly, further accelerating when he flicked his tongue over the skin.

“Wanna do this right.” He mumbled against your neck so slow you’d think he was tired if he wasn’t basically thrumming with excitement. “Slow ‘n’ stuff. ’M trying to keep myself under control.”

You were set alive, already nearly gasping with anticipation. His teeth grazed your throat, hot and sharp, and he traveled further down the expanse of your neck, pausing to bite and lick and blow over every other inch. You were buzzing with want at this point; the ache between your legs began to be unbearable, hot and almost painful. You slipped a hand into his locks, pulling only enough to let him know you wanted something else, and felt him tense against you.

“That… feels good,” he spoke gravely, his voice much deeper than last you’d heard him.

“What,” you panted, “this?”

Again you tugged and watched as his face twitched with pleasure, and as you tightened your grip, you smirked at his pinched eyes and parted mouth.

“Let’s get this off you,” he urged with a strained voice, bringing his fingers up to slip off the straps on your shoulders. Still, the fabric clung to your chest and your anxiety bubbled again, your heart racing for a different reason.

“C-can I keep it on a little longer?” you pleaded quietly.

Ethan looked at you, puzzled until it dawned on him that you were so obviously insecure. “(Y/N),” he began in disbelief.

“I don’t-”

“You’re beautiful,” he assured you, pressing another chaste kiss to your lips. “You don’t have to worry about what I’ll think.”

“But I am worried about what you’ll think,” you pressed on.

Ethan frowned and shook his head, leaning back on his calves.

“Maybe we could turn the lights off?” you asked, bringing your fingernails to your teeth.

“(Y/N),” Ethan muttered again, almost a bit irritated. “You’re like, my dream girl. If you think your body is going to send me running for the hills, I’m a little offended with how shallow you consider me.”

Your stomach twinged and you squeezed your eyes shut and you nodded to him and yourself. In all your vulnerability, you’d doubted his love, but you’d be foolish to think anything else with how patient he was being, how soft his movements were.

“Okay,” you nodded still, your eyes closed. “Okay.”

“Can I take it off?” he asked again.

“Yes.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

Ethan hooked his thumbs in the material beneath your arms and began peeling away the dress, leaving in you in your plain cream bra. This, of course, was not all that nerve-racking; Ethan had seen you in a swimsuit dozens of dozens of times. He raised his eyes to yours to check for security and you nodded again, encouraging him to continue his steady strip.

Once you were left in your bra and panties, you instinctively wrapped your arms around your torso. “Your turn,” you breathed, both eager and desperate for his own exposure.

He smirked at you, dimples popping in his cheeks. “Would you care to do the honors?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows cheekily.

You huffed a laugh and rolled your eyes, grateful for the comic relief, and sat up with him. You grabbed the hem of his tee and began sliding it up lazily with one hand, the other slipping its fingertips beneath the fabric and climbing the plane of his torso. His caramel eyes sunk to a deeper chocolate, heavy and fixed with wide pupils. Then, he lifted his arms and you plucked it over his head, tossing it somewhere onto the floor of your bedroom. Immediately, he leaned in close and pressed a hot kiss to your mouth, more forward than he’d been all evening. Your hands fell to the waistband of his grey sweat shorts, more than excited to rid him of the clothing that had been catching your attention all day long. The sun couldn’t even compete with how hot Ethan made you, not even on the fourth of July.

You glanced down at his black boxer briefs and bugged your eyes when you saw the peaked tent on the front of them. On the night you’d given him a handjob, it’d been pitch black and he’d been discreetly stowed beneath the blanket, so the only idea you had of his length was what did and didn’t fit in your hand, which you already assumed was impressive. But as you looked down now, you saw how thick and lengthy he really was, bulging against the thin fabric. Your eyes flickered to his and found him steadily staring back at you, hooded underneath the arch of his raised brow. You could tell he wasn’t nearly as nervous as you now; his cockiness began to settle in at your bashful awe, and he was thriving from his own confidence. So, he pushed you back by your shoulder and hovered over you again, splaying a possessive hand across your stomach and kissing down the top of your chest, lifting when the material of your bra replaced your velvety skin. “Can I take this off?” he asked huskily, his hand already making its way to clasp.

You swallowed once and nodded, far too impatient for your insecurity. He unhooked it and watched it alter back to its original shape before pulling it from you. Newly exposed and highly aroused, your nipples hardened under his gaze and as he stared down at you, he subconsciously groaned, his tongue darting out to wet his already swollen mouth. Diving down, he wrapped his lips around the bud and the moan that left you was sinful. You seemed to be feeding off each other’s cravings because the pace began to speed up. Your voice forced his body against yours and his knee came up to nudge the fire between your legs, eliciting an even louder whimper. His mouth traveled south, less attentive than before and stopped above your belly button, his hand tracing down your waist.

“I want you,” you mumbled in your haze. “Ethan, I really want you.”

You reached between your bodies and rubbed the heel of your palm over his achingly hard cock, a low hiss escaping him.

“Fuck, I want you too,” Ethan said, looking skyward as though searching for some self-control. “I think I have to ease you into this though. And it’s maybe going to hurt a little.”

Though you’d known of this rumor long before you’d ever even considered losing your virginity to Ethan, you tensed at the thought. You’d heard some really brutal stories of girls losing their virginities.

“R-right,” you nodded, swallowing thickly.

“You doing okay?” Ethan asked distractedly. He glanced up at you with eyelids half-mast and a subconscious part to his lips, his own hand coming down over yours and coaxing your movements.

Though your nerves were higher than ever, you nodded and slipped your fingers past the band of his boxer briefs to wrap around him.

“No,” Ethan pleaded with a strangled voice. He pulled at your wrist and embarrassment bloomed in your chest, his disapproval sliding down the back of your neck hot and jarring. After glancing down at your ashamed expression, Ethan’s eyes widened and he laced your fingers together. “No!” he cried again, almost panicked. “No, baby that felt good, really good. I’m just trying to control myself. I want to try and be slow for you if I can help it, and I’m just- I’m a little excited, okay?“ he laughed, blushing himself.

You nodded, relieved and relaxed back into the mattress again. Quickly, Ethan’s hand cupped over your panties, and you jolted under his touch. He forced you down by pressing a firm hand over your hip and raised an eyebrow for assurance.

”’M good,“ you promised. “Feels… shocking.”

“Shocking?” he teased with a grin.

“Like, electricity. Feels good and I don’t know how to handle it,” you mumbled with embarrassment, your cheeks aflame. He was turning you into a torch with all the heat in your core, heat in your cheeks, heat in your restless figure. Swiftly, without hesitation, he stripped you of your underwear and you had only seconds to be insecure before he was gaping down at all of you.

“Wow, I just…” he wheezed, his eyes dragging up and down the length of you. Gulping, he still tried and failed to form a coherent sentence, a mixture between rambling and speechlessness. “I… You’re so… I…”

Though you felt your confidence build and replace the nagging insecurity, you crossed your legs in an effort to hide some of you. Soon enough, he came to once more and his much stronger arms pried them apart. He sensed your stress and quickly slipped a finger between your folds. You jerked under him and arched your back, a moan echoing from you. You thanked the lord above that your family was still at the grill out you two had left because you had a feeling you were going to be quite noisy. Ethan curled his finger against your clit and again you thrashed against him, so foreign to so much pleasure and he’d hardly done anything at all.

“Tell me if I’m doing anything wrong,” he said quietly, his left forearm pinning your hips down and his eyes wandering about your body.

“And what if you’re doing everything right?” you breathed, pushing up against him.

“It sounds like you’ll let me know,” he laughed, bending down to kiss you softly. You had only a few seconds to feel his tongue against yours before he pinched over your clit and had you pulling away in a high whimper.

“Ethan,” you moaned, threading your fingers in his hair and yanking like he wanted you to.

The both of you were moaning messes. “Love hearing you say my name like this…” he breathed and shakily began to say, “I’m going to…”

He didn’t finish his sentence before he began pushing his finger in you. Your back arched high off the comforter, and your jaw dropped open silently.

“Doing okay?” he asked.

“Ethan,” was all you could reply, too focused on the feeling.

He pushed in and out of you, encouraged by your breathy pants before inserting another finger. It didn’t fit quite as nicely, but you soon adjusted and rocked up to meet his hand. He pressed his thumb to the sensitive bud above as he worked away and you whined happily, aroused and expectant.

“(Y/N),” he rasped, “watching you and everything is really- is it okay if I-?”

“Yes,” you complied, nodded furiously, “whatever you’re about to say, yes.”

Ethan removed his hand and you frowned at the emptiness that followed, peeking open your eyes to find him shucking off his boxers. His cock sprung from him, thick and long and flushed red. You eyed it incredulously, and your mind drifted again to the pain that accompanied first times.

“I’ll go real slow,” he promised quietly, falling to kiss the crown of your head. “You let me know if you want to stop, or if you want me to slow down, okay?”

You nodded and pulled him down to kiss his lips urgently. After a moment, he pulled off you and reached down to position himself and press his tip against your entrance.

Immediately, you could tell he would be much different than his fingers, because as he pushed into you, millimeter by millimeter, a sharp and tight pain pinched you down low, in your abdomen, all over. You clenched your jaw, grinding your teeth and squeezing your eyes shut to distract yourself of the pain, but it was overbearing. Tears pinpricked the corners of your eyes and you winced, willing yourself to move your mind away for him, for his enjoyment. However, subconsciously you were wiggling away, scooting up the bed.

“Hey,” Ethan cooed, rubbing a warm hand down your cold shoulder. “Hey, Angel look at me.”

You opened your eyes and stared at the blurry figure above you, your tears threatening to spill.

“You’re okay, it’ll get better. Do you want me to stop?” he asked quickly.

“No,” you blurted although your mind and body pleaded yes. “No, go ahead.”

“Okay, just relax, okay?”

Easier said than done, Ethan, your mind snarked, but you hushed it. He cupped your cheek and kissed you slowly, working his tongue along yours lovingly as he pressed in further. You barely contained your whimpers and whines, marveled at how long he was and how he didn’t seem to end, and just took it until he bottomed out against you. He panted noisily, his breath fanning your face and chest and you could tell he was barely hanging on by a thread.

“So… tight…” he exhaled, his chest rising and falling fast. “You’re doing so good, baby, so good. Fuck, you’re so warm and tight, I- You’re so good, you’re better than I ever thought. Fuck,” he rambled still, mumbling more sweet nothings you were sure, but you were tuning out most of it and focusing strictly on adjusting. “Are you okay?“ you heard from afar.

You nodded and begged, “Move.”

Ethan stalled still for a second more until you impatiently tapped the arm that propped himself on the pillow next to you. He rocked his hips back excruciatingly slow until he pulled halfway out and then shifted in again. The pain was piercing yet, but as he forced himself in and out it gradually lessened. After many apprehensive strokes, Ethan fell into a steady rhythm and the heat that had plagued you from the beginning burned hotter, a pressure building in your abdomen.

Ethan’s mouth fell to yours for the thousandth time, still urgent and sweet and irresistible. You pulled his body flush to yours, and he dragged a hand tantalizingly down the length of your torso, ticklish and the best kind of infuriating. You were victim to him completely at this point; your love was nearly tangible as you felt him pump in and out, thick and long and filling you, becoming one with each other. Sweat was trickling down the side of his face and as you pressed a palm to his chest to feel his rapid heartbeat, you felt his skin was burning hot like a furnace. You stared unashamedly at him, your throat tightening at him in all his glory, his tanned skin and his blissful features and his bitten lip. You could hardly take it all, and you flung your head back against the pillow to close your eyes and get a grip.

“Are- you- close?” Ethan asked, his face screwed up with pleasure.

“I think so,” you replied quietly, your toes curling on either side of him. Ethan was clearly on the brink of his own orgasm. You wrapped your thighs around his own, and suddenly it was deeper and fuller and hotter and better and you understood the obsession that surrounded sex completely. His hands fluttered around helplessly before he brought your mouth to his with one and tugged up your knee with the other, gliding into you even deeper than before. A synchronized moan left your mouths and suddenly you felt the persistent buzz, your toes were curling again and your mouth was falling open and Ethan was insistent in kissing you through it all, and it was all too much at once. You felt it wash over you, hot and throbbing and your mind blanked with it all for a moment, only able to feel and feel and feel. It was only a moment later that you felt Ethan spill into you, warm and it helped carry you through the rest of your high.

Ethan rocked back into you a few more times before he fell atop you with a soft ‘umph!’, too exhausted and buzzed to even kiss you. All he could do was press his lips against your throat and exhale on your skin.

After a short time, Ethan finally pulled himself off of you and slipped out, lying flat beside you. Your shared breathing was noisy and the only sound that filled the room, too blissed out to even conjure up a proper thought.

But after some time, Ethan had half a mind to tug the comforter over your bodies, and the glow of the late sunset made you look even more angelic than he’d ever remembered. He simply couldn’t believe it.

“I’m glad you spoke up,” Ethan chuckled, falling on his back again. “Bout me wanting to fuck you.”

You guys shared a laugh and you slapped his chest playfully before flipping on your side, keenly aware of the sore ache between your legs as you did. “Me too. That was awesome.” Ethan laughed and shook his head, and you grinned up at him and asked, “What?

“All the English words in this world—and you know a lot of them—and you choose, ‘awesome’?” he teased, smiling down at you with one of his good smiles. One of his smiles that were full of teeth and scrunched eyes and pinched cheeks. It took away your breath every god damn time.

After composing yourself, you scoffed. “Two things. One, I just got fucked, so I’m a little less eloquent, alright?” you murmured and watched as his eyes glittered at you referring to yourself being fucked by him. It’s simple, it’s stupid, it’s teenagerish, but it’s still great to see the two of you get so excited over sex. “And two, if you take ‘awesome’ in its literal form—like awe-some—it’s a little more eloquent. More poetic. And it was. I’m in awe.”

“Yeah?” he cooed, laying a hand on your waist over the comforter. He was looking at you with this expression, halfway between teasing and just staring with appreciation. He gave you that look a lot, and it always made you feel a little like gold.

“Yeah,” you cooed right back. You took half a second to give him a loving look before your mind kicked back into its English gear, the one you were supposed to be in before you had sex, in the midst of your reading session. You knew—somewhere in the back of your mind—that you should have stayed in that whole sexy-post-sex-glow-conversation for a while, but you thought about what you had just said. “Yeah,” you repeated more firmly. “People overuse that word, ‘awesome’. If they kept it in its literal form, it’d be such a beautiful word. Like, now it’s been ruined and has this connotation to basic teenager language, but really…”

Ethan didn’t even say anything. Didn’t laugh, didn’t poke fun at the way that you almost instantly dived back into your habitual nerdiness and forgot completely about the life-changing thing you two just experienced moments before. He was too happy to care at all—he feels the best kind of tired, blissful, and so very in love. So he listened and loved every second of it, just as he loved every other second with you.

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