#mutual pining ftw!

[eustasskiddsprosthetic]

I usually don't post wips so openly like this but I have an idea.

What if canon Ace, after marineford, is isekaied to an old-fashioned, coloniser England? He wakes up confused like what the God-fuck happened and it just so happens that he ends up in a noblefamily's courtyard where he meets their youngest son who's his age who reminds him a bit too much of someone very familiar. The guy's name is Sabo too.

As of writing this, the fic is still a nebulous mess in my head but here's what I have.

Ace's immediately interested. The moment he went up to the study to ask for help, everyone just screams how indecent he is because he's shirtless and very attractive. The women blush, which Ace, being a greasy player to some extent, doesn't mind, but then there's Sabo who blushes in the same way. The neurons started activating in his mind. Ace never did it with guys too often but hey, he nearly died! He'll figure it out! Let's Fucking Go!

Sabo's also interested in this sense, "H-how rude! Who's this naked imbecile (Ace's just wearing his iconic shorts and boots)? Is he mad? In this weather? (looks down. Blushes immediately) That's a rather... large... scar........ What kind of w-warrior is he? Where is he from? Roman soldiers were known for being handsome, is he... (he can't believe himself for looking at his tits again) Why is he looking at me? His hair is too long for a man. (Sabo sees his smoky black eyes once more and turns away, out of breath) He's the Devil himself. I refuse to give in to temptation. I r-refuse to sin. I refuse!"

It doesn't end there, though. This hunk of a man gets thrusted to Sabo's care because no one trusts women to keep it in their pants if the Portgas D. Ace with his infinite, maxxed out rizz is right here. Sabo wants to cut his hair but couldn't bring himself to because it's just too beautiful. He simply cuts the fringe and dry-ends off before forcing Ace to shower and change into more appropriate clothing, aka this multi-layered suit that Ace wore wrongly.

Sabo couldn't stop himself from laughing. Ace pouted so much like a grumpy cat. Sabo started coughing and wiped his eyes.

"Why'd you stop?" Ace said. "Laugh more. I don't mind 'cause you're so cute."

Sabo finally sobered up. What was he doing? Acting like some lovesick fool. He never acted that way towards his own fiancé...

He didn't say anything as he helped Ace wear it properly. He couldn't help but feel he's doing something wrong. Ace looked so uncomfortable but it seemed that he understood why he's wearing this. Sabo hid his smile when Ace sneezed. Maybe he wasn't so bad.

When he's done, Sabo thought... Well, Ace is still handsome but he felt like he had taken something away from him, the thing that made him so special to begin with: his freedom. There's some spite in Sabo's grimace.

Sabo never had the chance to even dream of freedom.

[whenshesayshush]

I won't let my demons win (my only rival is within)

Fandom: Fate: The Winx Saga Ships/Characters: Musa/Riven, Sky, Stella, Marco, Male OC Word count: 6106

“Riv, can I tell you something?” The surprise is apparent on his face and in his aura, but it’s not dismay at her having the audacity to even ask. It’s a ‘you live in a suite with four of your girlfriends but you want to talk to me?’ kind of bewilderment, from someone who’s not used to being a legitimate choice for sensitive subject matters. And he clearly knows that’s what this is, because his voice softens when he finally replies. “Yeah. Of course you can.” Her arms tighten around her knees. “It’s about my mom.” “Are you sure?” He straightens up a little. “You don’t owe me an explanation, about any of that.” “I think I’ve been wanting to tell someone for a while.” That’s not quite true, and if she’s not going to be honest, there’s no point to this. “I’ve been wanting to tell you, for a while.”

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[mychakk]

Damn.

All.

Of.

Them.

😅🥲🙃

Too excited to see what y'all think.

[yeokii]

# types of tropes w enha !!

₊﹒wc! 2.7k

₊﹒warnings! non-idol!enha, gn!reader (but I kinda wrote it with she/her pronouns in mind so if you see she/her pronouns im v sorry pls ignore), profanity, mentions of alcohol (only in jake's), mentions of skinship, mentions of stalker behaviour (its a joke, nothing serious tho) mentions of being high (ITS A JOKE), mentions of blood in Riki's one, spelling and grammar errors!!

₊﹒note! yen and Kayla my fave bff helped me w the tropes!! ngl got carried away with junwons one

₊﹒requested by this anon !!

# lee heeseung ⎯ coworkers to lovers

IT JUST FITS HIM SO WELL

heeseung would def catch feelings first when you asked him to help organise the files

HE ALWAYS AND I MEAN ALWAYS takes up the offer whenever you need help with something.

you want a drink? bro will bring you the whole menu

literally will do anything to show that he's into you.

bro just loves being near you.

but this one time where he dropped you home when it started raining heavily, you started to question ur feelings for him.

and so the mutual pining begins 😞

yall both would be mad blushing whenever you both interact w each other.

both of your friends would be so mad because they know you both like each other

like why aren't yall kissing already??

you kinda did know that heeseung did like you back but the man was oblivious

so you asked him out 😁

SUSHI DATE FTW!!

and you both hung out in his car after the date finished and this man did not want to take you home.

it was painful pls 😭

fastfoward to when you both start dating and he come to your house and picks you up so you can both go to work at the same time.

he would bring your daily coffee orders aswell

he would even teach you how to play league of legends help 😭

skinship is a must!!

give it a few months and he would know you more than you know yourself

PLS HES SO CUTE SOMEONE GIVE THIS MAN AN AWARD

"baby, let me take you on a date after you finish work."

"I swear to god, it better not be a ramen date again."

₊﹒other members under the cut !!

# park jongseong ⎯ brother's best friend

no cuz its so jongseong of him to fall in love with his best friend's sibling

he would know you since he was like 3 and he prolly always saw you as his best friend's annoying little sibling 😭

but you were literally completely in love with this man

if you could kiss the ground he walked on, you would.

PLSSS HE WOULDN'T EVEN TALK TO U

just a few glances here and there

but when you started to grow up, you kinda ignored him aswell cuz you started to get a life 💀

BUT U STILL KINDA LIKED JAY THOO

it wasn't very visible as it was before b4

but this hurt jays ego like why aren't you foaming in the mouth whenever you see him???

BYE SOMEONE PLS HUMBLE HIM

so when you both were at a party

YOU LOOKED ETHEREAL

and it bugged him why were you hanging out with other people??

this man really thought you had no social life plss

you looked so pretty and he didn't even look at anyone else, it was just you.

this man fell in love with you gn.

and then from there, he saw you as a romantic aspect or wtv.

IT WAS SO FUNNY BECAUSE NOW HES THE ONE FOAMING AT HIS MOUTH WHENEVER HE SEES YOU

you kinda noticed that he liked you because he believed actions > words

he started picking you and dropping you off to school when your brother couldn't

he would even bring one of your favourite snacks along the way too

he would text you and talk to you more often

so one night while you and ur bsf had a sleepover

jay also had one w ur brother

AND BROOOO HE WAS SO JEALOUS U COULD SEE HIS EYES TURNING RED

jay vamp era frfr

he was being very passive aggressive to ur bsf

SO U CONFRONTED HIM 😁

and bro just straight up said "I like you"

followed by "I don't like when they talk to you"

so ur just there 🧍‍♀️

like helppp it was so awkward

after the confession, he asked you on a date and ofc you said yes

IT WAS SO CUTE TOO

but a few months in the relationship, you both are getting comfy with each other

its either a full on classy restaurant date or staying at home and watching Disney+

theres no in between

and ofc your brother is okay with this as he gets used to it

he loves to act like he doesn't care for you but you know he loves you

"no I'm not blushing!"

"jay you so are! I didn't know you liked backhugs!"

"SHUT UP"

# sim jaeyun ⎯ exes to lovers

it would def be you who broke up w him

I js don't see Jake calling off a relationship

and it would prolly be over the summer when you thought you and the aussie boy (😝😝😝) didn't click anymore.

mans would be sooo devastated like wdym ya'll don't click anymore???

he would spend more time thinking abt why you thought the relationship didn't work than actually being sad

mans really tried to move on but he srsly couldn't do it.

he was so comfortable with you, he couldn't do that with anyone else.

all his friends witnessed him going through the five stages of greif

it was sad actually 😭

he would still have you as his lock screen like he never even bothered to change it

so probably after 8 months of going through crappy dates and drinking his heart away (he got drunk on apple juice) he decided he wanted you back

so he reached out to you

found out you work at a cafe through his 'sources' (jungwon)

and when you see him he's like "whatttt? you work here????"

its giving stalker behaviour

do better jake 😕👎

and now that he KNOWS you work here

he comes there everyday at 4 right when you're shift begins

bro is the master at small talk

and that is when the small talk with you goes on for an hour and you realise its been an hour since your shift is finished.

he offers a ride back home

and you agreed since you didn't want to walk home alone

you didn't really see the problem with exes being friends and you told him abt it too but

NO NO NO

this man did not work this hard for ya'll to just be friends again

so he waited until your shift finished and decided to bring you your fav flowers

and he asked you if you wanted to go out

and he brought you to a picnic

and you're like "Jake??? its night???"

"you always wanted to have a picnic with me so I thought why not?"

plsss you were shocked that he remembered you wanting to have a picnic with him but you both never had the time.

he even brought your fav sandwiches and drinks it was so cute

and when he dropped you back home he confessed everything and he told you he wanted to get back together

after thinking abt it for a few days

you decided you wanted to get back tgt

so you showed up at his house with flowers in your hand (it was rlly cute plss 😭😭😭)

and when you both get back together

he really tried to make the relationship even more stronger an always assured you to talk to him if you had any problem

its cute because this man is never gonna let u go

like whenever ya'll walk tgt, he's gonna be holding your hand

you're making something in the kitchen? he's backlogging you

you wanna pee? this man's gonna follow you into the bathroom

jake's so cute plss😭😭

jungwon swears he's the reason you both got back tgt

"please you looked so funny when you fell on your butt!"

"remember the time where I dumped you?"

# park sunghoon ⎯ first love

I feel like this boy would not fall in love that easily which is why he hadn't had his first love

sure he had his first likes, loads of partners, but never love

and then baam

you came in 😎

he felt like it was one of those tv series where everything was in slow motion and like the spotlight was just on you

he just felt like it was just you and him in the ice skating rink

like bro's brain just flew through the window

and ofc his kdrama moment had to end because u fell on ur ass trying to skate.

and bro let me tell you

this man procreated the loudest snort alive to mankind

and ofc you glared at him

which made him run to you, helping you up

"hi, I'm sunghoon."

"ok"

he thought he would cry right there.

he apologised and asked to make it up by trying to take you out for ice cream.

ofc you couldn't say no

and you both got to know each other well

this man was scared because he thought he wouldn't se you again

so what did he do?

this man used every pickup line known to mankind

NO NO NO

he did not ask your number

INSTEAD he turned into the rizzlord

oh was it a sight to see

NO CAUSE YOU KNEW HE WANTED YOUR PHONE NUMBER

he was js really nervous

so u asked his phone and saved ur phone number

"maybe I could like yk teach you how to skate next time?"

"wtv you say hoon."

# kim sunoo ⎯ best friends to lovers

oh god the mutual pinning..

YOU BOTH LIKE EACH OTHER

WHY ARENT YALL SUCKING EACH OTHERS FACES RN?

riki asked calmly

and I wholeheartedly agree

you thought sunoo was js your bsf

which explains why he always looks out for you

waiting for you at the school gate everyday even if you're like 30 minutes late

or always getting you fav drink

or always covering for you if you got into trouble

LIKE NAHHHHH

be so fr rn

riki could not stand it

bro was about to grow white hairs

this man was the literal definition of a third wheel

everytime riki tried to talk abt you two

you always dismissed it

AND SUNOO WAS BUTTHURT

like were you that blind?

NO

you were js scared you were gonna get rejected and all these years of friendship would go to waste

and ngl sunoo felt the same

so ofc your matchmaker riki pulled sunoo aside and asked him how he felt abt you

and pls sunoo loves you more than himself

he literally only trusts you

and you were the same for him

#goals

so riki used his amazing megamind brain and asked yall to talk abt your feelings

and it took a while to open up after riki left and by the end of it you both had shared your first kiss with each other 😁

NGL IT WAS REALLY CUTE

you both were red

and now since y'all are in a relationship

riki hated it more

"BOOO get a room."

ur dates were so cute

either it was hot choco dates or ''lets go play in the snow' dates

you always enjoyed it

because you are with sunoo (I physically cringed)

"maybe I should call u the sun cuz u brighten up every room u walk into."

"r u high?"

# yang jungwon ⎯ academic rivals

his jaw dropped when he saw the results

HELLO A 95???

man hasn't got anything below a 97

and there you were

waving ur results sheet at him with a clear 96

bro wanted to slap that smirk right off your face

so he asked the teacher to check his paper again

bye the teacher did not give two fucks

so he checked it himself

he was actually supposed to get a 94 but lets keep that to ourselves 😁

he js waited until the next exam to rot around and by that this man took a mental screenshot of every page in the book

a 94???

GOODBYE.

if there was a dissapear button in life

he would press 65 times

and what did you get

a 97.

happiest day of your life ngl

this man had a whole fit

HE COULD NOT BELIVE IT

the teacher actually had enough of you

and gave you both detention

all you had to clean the classroom

'bonding time' she said

'it'll be fun' she said

so when you started to clean the room

all you both could give each other were side eyes and silent curses

it was painful actually

you both divided the room saying this was his side and that was your side

but there were tiny moments were you were staring at him, admiring his side profile

THAT WAS SO UNLIKE U

U WERE SUPPOSED TO HATE HIM

but why did he look so ethereal when he was sweeping the floors

GET A GRIP.

so there was this moment were you both close to each other and you tripped on your untied shoelaces and landed ontop of him

he landed on his ass

so romantic I know.

and you both stared at each other for a long time (5 seconds)

before he pushed you off him

"EW."

he stood up and went back to sweeping and you were still on the floor

you stood and started cleaning again

but what you didn't realise was that he kept staring at you

occasionally having eye contact

after that day, you both became softer to each other

YOUR TEACHER HAD HER JAW DROPPED WHEN HE SAW YOU BOTH NOT FIGTHING WHEN JUNGWON GOT A 94 AND YOU GOT A 96

like hello???

where the hair ripping and shitty insults??

your friend were in school because you stopped talking bt how much you hate him and so were his friends

scary really

both of your friends thought that you both were planning some big revenge or something

but then they caught you smiling at him while walked past you??

they called an exorcist immediately

THIS IS NOT OK??

you both didn't whine and ask the teacher to change when you both were paired up for a project

you both had a fun time and you actually had a good convo

you both called truce

and you both started to not hate each other

and one day while you both talked you had a moment of silence when you just said 'fuck it' and went in and kissed him

GET A ROOM

and the next day in school

you both walked holding hands

everyone was so confused because um what the actual fuck?

"can't believe I used to hate this pretty face."

"ew jungwon"

"shut up before we go back to being enemies"

# nishimura riki ⎯ hates everyone but you

when he heard about love, all he could say was 'bs'

like be so fr

BUT THAT WAS UNTIL YOU ENROLLED IN THE SCHOOL

he swore he could hear wedding bells

everything abt you was so perfect

like he never had an ideal type but god damn bro

might as well have one rn

he like froze for a sec

crazy ik

tbh you didn't acknowledge his existence for a few days

until you saw him playing basketball w his friends

and his basketball met w ur face

bye ur nose did not stop bleeding

man came rushing to u when he realised it was u

he took you to the nurse and when you were all ok

he sheepishly grinned at you and apologised for hitting you w his basketball

you were quick to forgive him and you started to become friends since that day

everyone was in shock because you were the first person he'd ever talked other than his friends

and you were so confused because everyone kept telling this was so unlikely of him

he had never tied someones shoelaces when they were untied

or he had never lent someone his jacket

even to his friends

the privilege was showing

like u were so confused because he doesn't do this with other people

he prolly be like 😐 but when you're there hes like 😁

soo you asked him

"idk I like you"

HELLO???

"oh uhm haha same."

BYE YALL ARE SO AWKARD

it took a few weeks for him to grow some balls and ask you to be his s/o

and this man needed to always be on your side

he's gaming? ur on his lap.

he's playing basketball? ur playing with him.

UR LIKE EVERYWHERE

its so cute

makes me sick

"BABY WHERE R U GOING?"

"riki I need to pee."

perm taglist!! @flwoie @zuyairus @bubblytaetae @yenqa @haknom

[captainjoongki]

Let's not forget they liked one another since they were kids real kdramas are back y'all they said no you are not getting another dude pining by himself for 8174 years we're going back to our roots mutual obsession ftw

omg yes i cannot believe i forgot about that

for the first time in my life i actually like the kids connection here because it's pretty integral to the plot with the two sisters/him/the family drama. like yeah makjang in a way but their kid versions were just two sweetiepies and obviously each other's first loves it's so adorable i think the casting is really good also the kids resemble yeonseok and soobin so well!

[dangerkittenclaws]

simon x medic!ed!reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: eating disorder thoughts, actions, consequences, fainting, unestablished relationship, mutual pining ftw

a/n: have this blurb of hurt/comfort that came to me while i work on requests and part 3 of pop. luv u <3

You wake up in bed with a horrendous stomachache. You tap your phone beside you, it reads 3:48am. You throw your covers off of you, covered in sweat.

You roll to your back before immediately curling up with your arms held tight around your stomach to stave off the cramping.

When was the last time you had eaten? Right. That's something that normal people do.

It had only been…two.. three.. you count in your head. Four…days? That's not that bad, is it? You’ve gone longer.

Another pang shoots through your midsection. Noone else would be in the rec room to watch you eat.

Cereal. Cereal is what your stomach wanted. Something sweet and full of sugar and carbohydrates. You think you’ve seen a box of Choco Rice in the cabinet.

Your brain fights back equally, the Chinese takeout you had the other day with everyone would be enough to hold you over until lunch tomorrow. It was full of carbohydrates. More than enough, surely. You could throw the cereal up after too, that was always an option.

You should know, as a medic, how nutrition works. Of course you know and you tell others, but ignore every bit of logical information when it comes to your own wellbeing. You don’t count in that particular equation.

“Fuck it,” you mumble to yourself as you turn over to throw your legs over the side. You don't even bother with slippers and you open your door as quietly as possible, the other hand gripping the hem of your damp shirt.

Your vision goes dark around the edges and you reach out for the wall of the hallway to stabilize you. You touch a hand to your forehead before moving on.

You enter the rec room at the end of the hallway where the hulking figure of Simon is leaning over a steeping cup of tea. He turns at your rather noisy entrance.

Shit. You didn’t want anyone here. You can always take it back to your room.

Dizziness fills your head and you become unfocused, still leaning against the doorframe.

“You alright there?”

“Yeah, uh, I…,” you take a few steps forward and another cramp twists in your stomach, hunching you forward.

“Clearly not,”

“No, I, sorry, I just feel dizzy, just forgot to eat yesterday,” you explain wildly trying to complete your mission before you get asked any more questions.

You know Simon is watching your every move. You try to control your movements, to try to stop your hands from shaking as your blood sugar is dropping dangerously low.

You open the cabinet and grab out a bowl for yourself. You stare at the empty bowl on the counter for longer than necessary, trying to make your eyes focus on the task at hand. The more you stare the harder it is to stay standing straight, you realize.

Simon gets close to you, and you feel a hand at your back. You tip backwards and crumble. “Fuck,” is the last thing you hear.

You come to on the rec couch, letting out a whine.

“There you are, love.” Simon comes into view.

“Now you want to tell me why you just passed out on me?”

Your face goes red and you want to implode and disappear. You cover your face with your inner elbow.

“No hiding. Tell me. Please.”

“I…I haven’t eaten.” you nearly whisper.

“Right, in how long?” his long fingers graze over your other arm, like he’s trying to calm a scared cat.

“Just since yesterday morning,” you lie.

You see his eyes catch your glance over, you know you’ve been caught. Why did you even try with him? It’s like he has a sixth sense. You know this.

“Try again.”

“Four…four days.”

“Let’s get something in you so you don’t pass out again, that sound okay?”

You nod in agreement.

“You stay here, I’ll bring you something.” He touches your arm again to reassure you.

“‘kay.” you mumble out, turning on your side. Your vision is better and you can focus a bit, but you don’t let your eyes wander, it makes your stomach drop. You close them to be safe.

You don’t know how long you lay there with your eyes shut, ears listening to Simon puttering around the stove.

“You want to sit up for me?” Simon is there, holding a plate above you. You don’t know what it holds.

You manage to prop yourself up a bit backed up to the armrest, bending your legs to sit cross legged. You realize you probably look ragged and pathetic to the lieutenant.

Simon lowers the plate to put in your lap, you finally see what mystery food he made you.

It’s still steaming scrambled eggs and a piece of buttered toast. Your eyes nearly pop out of your head. It’s a lot.

He reads your mind before you can speak.

“Don’t expect you to finish. Just need something in you. We can figure out the rest in the morning. The real morning.”

You smile at him, picking up the fork. You look down at the plate. You choose a medium piece of egg to stab first.

“Ill just be in there cleaning up, okay, love?” You look up at him and give a small nod before turning back to the daunting task in your lap.

Not all of it. Just a little. Just enough.

You lift the fork to your mouth and the moment the eggs hit your tongue you salivate. You realize how desperately hungry you really are. They’re buttery and salty and perfect.

Before you know it, there's another forkful and another, a few bites of toast too.

Your stomach is protesting at the sudden change but you can tell you’ll be able to keep it down this time.

Simon made it for you. You have to keep it down. You can’t let him know how long this has really been going on, they’ll discharge you and it’ll be a big fuck up. You’d gone too far already, fainting in front of your team, by god. Simon walks back into the room to check on you.

“You did great, love.” You give him a small smile before turning back to the tv to watch whatever late night talk show was on.

You set the nearly empty plate on the coffee table in front of you. The sight of it makes you sick.

He sits next to you with an arm around the back of the couch. You curl up into his side, trying to suck up the warmth he’s radiating.

His arm moves down to your shoulder and he pulls you in closer. You don’t fight your drooping eyelids as you listen to the talk show and the air slowly filling and exiting his lungs.

Your breathing evens out eventually and Simon smiles down at you. You fell asleep cuddled into him, arm slung around his middle, gripping his sweatshirt in one fist with every bit of energy left, silently telling him not to leave.

“Little medic needs to be looked after too.”

[shroomerr]

I'm gonna ask a lot, so I'm sorry now! They just make me very happy!

12, 43, 82, and 95!

Answer what you want! You don't have to do them all! ♡

Hi Ashe!! Sorry this is so late, I hope you’re feeling better from your stomach ulcers :((( You didn’t specify who so I’m gonna do all three!! Hope that's ok, and I hope you have a swift recovery <333

12. What is something their S/O does that makes them flustered?

Kenny and Hanh I already answered for here, so here’s Kyle's and Stan’s:

For Kyle, whenever Hanh plays with his hair. I imagine he’s the only person that he lets play with it (I have this tooth-achingly sweet HC where she’ll sometimes steal the boys’ hats and Kyle always reacts the strongest ajskgjlj especially since he’s so reactive and sensitive about his hair’s appearance). Any kind of physical touch can get this guy blushing, even if it’s just their hands slightly grazing. I also imagine he’s the easiest to fluster out of the three, so you’ve just paired the two easiest to fluster people together! I think also something that would make him blush is seeing Hanh stand up for anything, like maybe she just gets a boost of confidence during a debate, or she’s defending Kyle from Cartman again. Idk, seeing her have some confidence and bite would probably leave him feeling proud and flustered.

For Stan: Other than just physical contact (cause we all remember how he is with Wendy, right? Poor boy can’t even get a kiss in without vomiting), I’m not too sure for Stan on this one… I think maybe whenever Hanh enthusiastically asks him about his interests and hobbies! Stan always seems to be drawn towards passionate people, like Wendy and Kyle, so I think when Hanh shows that same passion towards his interests, it leaves him a bit flustered. 

Oh and one more thing for all of them! Hanh falls asleep pretty much all the time, everywhere, so blah blah blah, lots of sleeping on the M3’s shoulders. Thus, shenanigans ensue. Mutual pining ftw <3 

43. Who gets up early? Who stays in bed late?

For Kenny/Hanh: Hanh probably gets up earlier. She’s a light sleeper, and I imagine Kenny’s a heavier sleeper than her. 

For Kyle/Hanh: Kyle definitely gets up earlier, lol. You cannot tell me this guy doesn’t get up early. 

For Stan/Hanh: They are both waking up late lmao. She probably wakes up earlier, but Stan would just drag her back in bed. 

82. Make their relationship into a list of A03 tags. 

Friends/Best Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Slice of Life. This applies to all of them <33 and honestly every oc x canon ship I ever have sgkjfl what can I say. I know what I like.

95. Who gives flowers to their S/O? What sort of flowers do they like? 

Hanh is a hopeless romantic. Hanh also says: screw gender roles! She’s getting the boys their flowers! 

Kyle and Hanh are probably the type to buy each other flowers on their first date and end up at each other’s doorsteps exchanging bouquets <3 gah theyre idiots I love them. They’re both the types to look up the meanings for each of their flowers too god theyre insufferable (I say, being the one writing this all out). 

Stan probably doesn’t get Hanh flowers unless he’s actively told to (advice from Kyle, probably), or there’s a really special occasion (also has to actively think about it). So suffice to say, he’s shocked when Hanh shows up with a bouquet to give him. I don’t imagine he’s exactly the romantic type, but he shows his love in other ways, like acts of service or physical touch. 

Kenny would probably show up with some freshly plucked daisies and feel really out of his depth when Hanh gives him a bouquet in return. But Hanh isn’t having any of that!!! She’ll treasure those daisies forever, and probably press those flowers to include in her journal/scrapbook. He'd probably come across it while cleaning or trying to look for something and he absolutely melts.

Hm, flowers for the boys, I’m not really sure. But for Hanh, she loves hydrangeas, peonies, lavender, and baby’s breath! 

[gleppy]

What are your stats on MD ships?

What are your otps, ships that you like, those that you are neutral towards, your guilty pleasures, crack ships and NOTPs?

well, it should go without saying that nuzi and vizzy are my ships to end all ships, never budging on them. and i don't think i've been able to adequately express how insane i am about supernova, but boy oh BOY am i insane about supernova. doomed old woman yuri ftw. i also think jessa is adorable, but my opinion on whether or not they should actually be a thing changes based on context. like, if we're talking about canon? angsty one-sided (or mutual) pining that never actually goes anywhere is the way to go. human au or drone!tessa au? they need to make out sloppy style ASAP. istg supernova and jessa are THE most painful and tragic md ships (3nvy who) but i'm a bit of a masochist when it comes to yuri. who else am i gonna think about while crying and listening to chappell roan?

i guess this is my official coming out post: i'm a vuzi enjoyer on the dl. if it's not obvious from my fic, i'm also partial to j/doll and thad/emily. i originally wasn't going to ship j, doll, or thad with anyone because i didn't want to go down the "pair the spares" route or ship just for the sake of shipping (something i HATE) but the more i thought about it the more the ships made sense, plus i feel like they actually do contribute to the story in a meaningful way. idk, i can elaborate on this if anyone wants me to.

i worry sometimes that my stance on supernova makes me come across as not liking khori but i do like them! i just feel like i can't really do much with a ship that's A) already canon and B) was established before the show even started so we didn't actually get to see them develop. so i guess it's less that i "ship" khori and more that i appreciate their relationship for what it is.

as for the ships i don't have super strong opinions on one way or the other: i guess doll/lizzy would be one of them? their dynamic is just a bit boring to me, but if i'm reading a fic and they show up i'm not gonna be mad about it. i used to go cuckoo loco for oilrose before i decided to start taking a walk on the vizzy side of life but now that i've written them as blood siblings for tiny angels i literally cannot see their dynamic any other way. not saying they canonically have a sister dynamic, it's just how i personally see them. more power to those who do like the ship though, even i can admit that the fight scene in episode 8 was extremely lesbian-flavoured. lately thadzi has been falling into this category as well despite me having previously despised them. i don't think i could ever personally see them as anything other than buddies, but i'm beginning to somewhat understand the appeal of them romantically. i'm never going to ship them but they don't make me wanna break things anymore. not an oilrose or thadzi shipper but i believe in their beliefs

crackships: don't have any. and before you come at me, joll is NOT a crackship, they're a rarepair. people in fandom these days do not understand the difference between a crackship and a rarepair and it makes me mad.

as for my notps: i REALLY don't like it when people ship main characters with random side characters that have one or two lines of dialogue. maybe i'm the pot calling the kettle black because i wrote thad/emily into my fic, but shit like... i dunno, n x rebecca or v x braiden pisses me off. i had my initial reservations about including joll and thadmily in my fic for this exact reason but i ended up conceding because i felt like i was able to write them in in a way that made sense AND actually added a layer of depth to the story, the characters, and the characters' dynamics with one another. most of the time when i read a fic and a random rarepair like this shows up, it's so out of nowhere and was obviously just hastily thrown in there because the author felt like everyone HAD to be shipped with someone and it's just... bad. let people be single ffs.

and sorry to all my vh4d and 3nvy followers/mutuals, but those DO make me want to break things. not sorry to my c0deg0ld followers though, fuck y'all.

[frenchgirlocean]

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Hatchetfield Universe - Team StarKid

Category: F/F

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Donna Daggit/Emma Perkins

Characters: Donna Daggit, Emma Perkins

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Alternate Universe - Teenagers, Pre-Canon, Mutual Pining, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, teenage emo donna ftw!, teenage disaster emma perkins

@hatchetfield-rarepair-week

[cherrylight]

KADEEENNNN MY FAV DUDE, I just wanted to let you know that you’re honestly amazing and deserve the world, dude!!

You can always ramble to me about anything (your selfship, your s/i, media that you like etc) and I’LL ALWAYS BE HELLA INTERESTED FRFR!!

Either way, I wanted to ask you a silly lil question BUT what troupes do you think fit your selfship the best?

(Again, I seriously hope your day’s going well and I hope stuff gets better for you, you’re honestly the most amazing best friend I could ever ask for frfr)

htsdjfdhfjdgdfh explodes

i could not answer this right when i got on and that im so distracted lol but this is so SWEET scarlet ily /p

id love to ramble to you about literally anything but then i have a fear im being annoying or i just TALK TOO MUCH which like i guess is NORMAL BUT HSDJGDFGKDFHLFDH

i have so many things i wanna share to you abt my s/i tbh but fear and im like i will Never Say Words Ever </3

ok im getting so sidetracked here lol buuuuuut YOUR QUESTION ISNT SILLY ITS AWESOME i cannot think about it though bc i go insane <3

but i think the kadidave ship stems from friends / best friends to lovers (obvi), height differences (comfort purposes ftw), uh mutual pining perhaps, soulmates (i am a sucker for soulmates ok). ok i KNOW you said what fits my selfship BEST and i feel those are the right answers but id like to throw in hurt/comfort for funsies (aka i like angst) <- will think of more later on but these are the ones that come to me

(today has been a lot better than yesterday so i think its going well :] altho i dont want to jinx myself but its been a bit better! + youre so sweet <3)

[cherri-ish]

“Our eyes met, briefly. Sharing a glance that was ment to be stolen.” I AM GOING TO BLOW UP!!!!!! MUTUAL PINING FTW BAY BEEE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💪💪💪💪💪💪

[keldae]

aspectabund - letting emotion show easily through the face or eyes

The first thing that Reanden had noticed about his adult daughter, when he finally got to meet her, was her eyes -- large, vivid, intense, eerily similar to her mother’s. He’d always been able to read Airna like a book, when those bright green eyes gave away her emotions and thoughts so easily. Xaja, it appeared, was just like her mother.

He did wish that fear hadn’t been the first thing he’d seen in Xaja’s eyes as she’d fought her way free of the Emperor’s mental conditioning on the hellish Fortress where she’d been held as a captive-turned-acolyte. But nothing to be done about that now. He could only hope that he never saw that horrible, paralyzing fear in her eyes again.

Their next meeting, on Manaan, his daughter’s eyes had radiated cautious curiosity as she eyed him over, ignoring her brothers’ happy reunion a few steps over. It wasn’t the warm, happy look he had seen from Airna in the last years of her life, but considering Xaja had only just properly met him for the first time then, Reanden let it go. At least it wasn’t fear of him, or hatred -- he didn’t want to think about which would have hurt more to see. 

He swore he could have seen furious sparks from her eyes when she yelled a few interesting curses at Arkous and Darok moments before they escaped the underwater lab, a fury that one might not have expected of a Jedi. Yep, Reanden thought, even while he was quickly looking for an escape route to get his children out of danger, definitely Airna’s kid. 

And mine, he admitted after a moment’s reflection. He couldn’t put all the blame (or credit) for sharp tempers on his late wife’s Corellian genes.

It was all he could do to not groan when they made it back to the safety of Lord Beniko and Agent Shan’s control room on the surface. It wasn’t the fact that there was (another) SIS agent in the room (although from the stories he’d heard through the grapevine about the Shan kid, he fully expected this op to turn into a shitshow sooner than later. If half of Marcus’ bitching was true, then the kid survived entirely off of pure luck.). He didn’t miss how Xaja’s eyes seemed to brighten when she looked at the younger spy. And he definitely didn’t miss how the Shan kid’s eyes kept going back to her. 

Definitely your mother’s kid, eyeing up a spy, Reanden mused. At least you picked one in the same faction as you. But he was pretty sure he had never been half the walking disaster that one Theron Shan was, even during his first years in the field, fresh out of the Academy, longer ago than he cared to admit.

(He was pretty sure any records to the contrary had been deleted anyway, and most of the stories had died with Airna. As long as Marcus and Ardun kept their mouths shut, his reputation as a respectable, mature, capable spy and grown adult was flawlessly intact.)

He didn’t miss the flash of dismay in Xaja’s eyes, weeks later, when Lana and Theron had broken the news of their needing to disappear off the Revanites’ radar. The way she’d schooled her face back to Jedi neutrality seconds later, muting her visible reactions, did exactly nothing to hide how she felt. Nor did Reanden miss the way that Theron had hesitated while walking past her, looking for a moment like he wanted to say something to her, before shaking his head and moving on. Were Airna and I this obvious?... nah, couldn’t have been. Especially when one considered he and his future wife had been literally tasked with neutralizing each other when they’d first met. But he liked to think that, even if they had been in this situation, they would have been far more subtle.

Months later, on Rishi, he inwardly sighed when he saw Theron’s eyes light up upon seeing Xaja. When he glanced at his daughter, he saw the Jedi mask drop entirely with her happy, relieved smile to see the younger spy. Although, he was coming to the realization that, while Xaja could keep her face almost perfectly neutral, those expressive green eyes gave her away, every time. He could see how her eyes sparked with fury as she took on Nova Blade pirates head-on; or how they shone with compassion as she helped the rescued slaves escape the island they’d been held captive on; or curiosity as she had talked to Shae Vizla in the middle of the Mandalorian compound (or amusement while watching Sorand blush bright red as Korin teased him about the cute Mandalorian girlfriend he hadn’t mentioned.).

Of all the emotions his daughter expressed through her eyes, he could only be grateful that he hadn’t seen the same fear that she’d shown when he’d rescued her from the Emperor’s Fortress. Even while escaping the doomed lab on Manaan, she hadn’t been as scared as she was back then. For a moment, Reanden foolishly let himself hope that he would never see his daughter so terrified again. No, she certainly wasn’t subtle with hiding her emotions, but he would be delighted if she was never that scared again.

His hope was dashed when he saw that same fear in Xaja’s wide eyes and rapidly paling face when she realized Theron had been captured by the Revanites. For a moment, he saw her entire body language change -- that same instinct to withdraw and find a safe place, the tension in her back, the way her voice trembled when she tried to speak. And he didn’t miss the moment where Lana’s eyes softened with pity for the horrified Jedi she was delivering the bad news to.

That fear, while briefly suppressed under anger or worry, didn’t fully leave Xaja’s eyes or body language for days, not until the second she and Reanden saw Theron (beaten all to hell, looking like he’d been used as a Houk’s punching bag, swaying with pain and exhaustion, barely staying upright, but alive) tear around the corner in Revan’s stronghold and come running up to them.

And Reanden would have had to be blind to have missed the way Theron’s eyes widened (well, as much as they could around the bruising and swelling, anyway) with disbelieving relief as he caught sight of Xaja, apparently not even registering Reanden’s presence as he all but fell into her arms.

They really didn’t teach spies or Jedi how to hide their emotions these days. But as long as Reanden didn’t see fear or grief or pain in Xaja’s eyes again, especially not involving Theron, he was content. If the Shan kid could keep getting that happy glow from Xaja’s eyes, he was okay, as far as Reanden was concerned.

(Although there was nothing that was going to stop him from picking on Theron and getting a reaction out of the kid. He was old for a spy, and he’d earned his right to pester the next generation of agents, dammit.)

[1lostone]

Hey I just want to say thank you for all your ST fics (kirk/spock). I found you on FFNet and I think I've read every ST fic you have there. I was a bit sad when I finish those stories and then I found you again on AO3. I was so happy to see you have a lot more stories and you're still writing for the ST-fandom. Thank you so much for writing and sharing! I love your long, detailed chapters, your characterisation, and your style. Thank You! ("Love the one you're with" is my all-time favorite!

I am so sorry if I haven’t responded to you yet.  I sort of forgot my tumblr password, and was having trouble getting it reset. I would get so darn mad then ignore it for forever… I didn’t see yours until someone recently sent me an ask and well sorry to be dumb.  

That aside, Thank you so very much for the star trek love. Star Trek is always my greatest fandom. It has been since I found my aunt’s k/s zines in a box in her room and was hooked. That was ….. mannnnnnnnnnnny years ago though, lol. Love The One You’re With was a lot of fun to write. Mutual pining and jealous Spock is pretty much my reason for living. (Fun fact, the trek fic I’m working on has both. :D) I live for the tropes!

 If you haven’t yet, you can subscribe to me on ao3  so that you don’t miss anything. I write very, very, veee–rrrrrr–yyy slowly ( @foxyfoxyk @jlm121 @marooncamaro and @twdobsessive have been regularly throwing things at me to get me to write faster for years and I’m still slow as shit.) but Trek is probably my most posted-in fandom for new fic, with TWD being a close second. :) 

Whew. Sorry I rambled on a bunch.  Sorry again for taking so long to respond. You’ve made my day by sending this! 

[magic-magpie]

I really wish I could say that this didn’t take me approximately nine hours. I really wish I could. And that’s only the digitalising - I scanned this from my bloody notebook. Which means that, in total, it took me longer than nine hours.

Oh well. I prefer doing this to doing revision. Now my mocks are over, so I can draw more. XD

[rosiehrs]

convenient (for who?) | minji

summary ; she wants you, but it’s easier for her not to show it. 

pairing ; kim minji x fem!reader

content ; highschool!au, mild jealousy, mutual pining, detective haerin ftw, friends to lovers

genre ; angst, fluff(?)

word count ; 4.4k

a/n ; i apologise for how messy this is TT also feel free to lmk if i have any mistakes AAA ty hope u enjoy

“..hey, are you listening to me?” hanni’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts, smiling at you as if she knew you weren’t listening. “i.. uh, yeah! i am.” you sheepishly replied, rubbing your legs together in need of warmth. you were in a classroom with the doors and windows closed, yet the feeling of your burning ears never died down. much to your dismay, your hair and scarf did nothing to block the cold out. hanni looked at you with pity, knowing how bad you were with winter (despite it being your favourite season). “y/n, you have got to wear more layers, you know you’re weak in this weather!” hanni exclaimed, placing her hands over yours, in hopes of transferring some warmth to you. you closed your eyes, leaning into your friend. “i know, i know.” you were thankful for hanni, however you couldn’t help but imagine that someone else was in her place.

minji watched you tremble from her seat, watched as hanni moved her chair closer to yours to help keep you warm, watched as you adjusted yourself into hanni’s neck. minji felt an unpleasant feeling settle in her chest, a feeling she has been growing more familiar with since she’s come to realise how she felt for you. she felt jealous, but not of you. she was jealous of those close to you, and in the moment (and many others) - she was jealous of hanni. don’t get her wrong, it wasn’t like she wasn’t close to you - she was.. but only to an extent. you and her were friends, you also belonged to the same circle. you and her were close?.. but not enough for the both of you to be at the proximity as you and hanni in that moment. if minji was being genuine, you two barely had conversations alone anymore and when you did - it was.. awkward. god she hated it, but she never knew what to say to you. she was too afraid she’d say the wrong thing, too afraid she’d use the wrong tone. she never wanted to get to this point, but her feelings for you had grown much quicker than she expected and wanted. so the awkwardness between the both of you had only grown. she tensed up around you, giving you nods and tight-lipped smiles. it was convenient for her, she didn’t have to say much to you anymore because - she was too afraid to.

so as she drifted further away from you, the closer you wanted to get to her. you spoke more to her, trying to start more conversations. obviously the treatment she gave you disappointed you. your feelings for the girl had bloomed and started much before minji’s did.

but you observed her around other people and realised she was only this way around you. while minji was quite awkward around others, the awkwardness with you was.. different. it felt forced, like she was acting like this on purpose. the moment you realised it was different was when this junior approached her to talk about the tennis club, her body language, the volume of her voice, her facial expressions. she was more than happy to talk to this junior, yet when you speak to her she builds a wall. that’s when you knew (more like assumed) and came to realise that kim minji just didn’t like to and didn’t want to speak to you.

the moment the bell rang was when minji felt at ease. you and hanni had detached yourselves from each other and started packing up your things. reluctantly, minji stood up with her bag - making her way towards you. hanni looked up at her, shocked as she stood in front of your table. “here.” she said, extending her arm out to you. with clear confusion on your face, you looked down to see a heat pack in her hand. your ears perked up in surprise, replying with an “oh, thanks.” as you take it from her hands. your fingertips lightly grazed her palm, prompting her to flinch. “sorry, your uh- your hands are cold.” she explained while her eyes darted across the room. “oh, that’s alright. yours are really sof- warm! they’re really warm.”

hanni watched your interaction with disappointed eyes knowing how you felt about the other girl, but made sure not to intervene.

“yeah.. anyway you guys, uh, ready to go?” minji asked, her eyes glued onto you. “um, yep! we should hurry up before some kids steal our table.” hanni replied with a tight smile as you slotted your arm through hers. minji’s eye twitched at the sight (which went unnoticed), but she nodded and followed the both of you out of the classroom.

the chattering of your teeth were all you could hear regardless of the loud bickering amongst the hundreds of students in the canteen. you had a hot cup of hot chocolate in your hand, threatening to spill over due to your bare, shivering hands. “y/n unni, you know how cold you get at school! i’ve told you so many times already that you need to layer up!” dani said to the older girl, wrapping a scarf around your neck. you smiled gratefully at her, holding the scarf closer to you. minji grabbed onto the fabric on her neck, cursing herself in her head. why didn’t she think about giving you her scarf? 

your weakness in the cold has caused your friends to scold you for never listening to them.

‘i told you to bring hand warmers yesterday!’

‘didn’t i tell you not to wear these stockings? they’re crazy thin!’

‘this jacket is whack, why are you wearing it?’

‘stop coming to school with wet hair, you’re going to get sick!’

all these comments, yet minji hasn’t said a word to you yet. she was looking at you the whole time - with a look of what seemed like concern, but obviously you couldn’t confirm it. her eyebrows were furrowed, but not the same way they do when she really enjoys the food she’s eating. 

you looked up at her with a tight-lipped smile to which she didn’t return. instead, she looked away from you. to say you were disheartened was an understatement. the small action caused a hole in your chest to grow and your shoulders slumped against hanni. the movement caused her attention to be shifted onto you, immediately asking if you were alright. she took your hands in hers and started caressing them affectionately. “you alright? still cold?” you subtly nodded at her, accepting the comfort she was giving you.

by then, minji had looked back up at you and witnessed hanni holding you. she clenched her cold fist that was kept in her pocket, vaguely glaring at the girl next to you. 

meanwhile, haerin was observing everything from the other side of the table. she noticed the glances you and minji were giving each other, she noticed how your eyes travelled to minji whenever someone scolded you about the cold and she noticed how minji’s ears would slightly jerk up when hanni showed you any sort of affection. haerin wanted to roll her eyes at the both of you. she could see right through minji’s facade. oddly enough, it seemed as if she was the only one who could. on your part, all your friends knew about your feelings for minji. they found out before you told them because apparently it was painstakingly obvious. to everyone except minji, of course. it wasn’t like she didn’t notice - she did. but she was so against the fact of you possibly liking her back, she ignored it. she ignored the signs and drifted away from you because it was, once again, convenient. 

you brought your cup back to your lips and much to your dismay - you were out of hot chocolate. the sad feeling in your chest only grew as you stared longingly at your empty cup. minji of course saw it happen. unconsciously, she slid her tumbler across the table to you. the gesture caused you to tense up in your place as minji noticed what she did. 

“it- i- you’re out of cocoa.. and mine is still warm, so you can,” she cleared her throat, “you can have it. you clearly need it more than i do.” she fixed her posture shortly after, doing everything she could to avoid your gaze. your eyes lit up and you held it in your hands. “thanks..” trying your best to hide the excitement in your voice.

“are you saliva conscious?” you asked, worried that you’d make her uncomfortable somehow. seeing her shake her head, you immediately started drinking. minji felt her cheeks warm up at the sight of you placing your lips where hers had been not so long ago. was it weird to want to be a tumbler? yup.

the warm liquid passed through your oesophagus and you instantly felt better. “thank you, minji.” you spoke, prompting the girl to look up at you. “yeah, it’s alright.”

haerin smiled at the two of you, trying to hide it behind her scarf. dani looked over at the younger girl with a confused look on her face. she scooted closer to her, whispering, “what are you smiling at?”

“can’t you see?”

“..what can’t i see?”

haerin grinned, nudging dani in the process. “it’s alright, dani. i reckon you’ll figure out sooner or later.” the curiosity of the other girl only began to build up. “huh??”

the school day had finally passed and you were still carrying minji’s tumbler around. you left your classroom with hanni and jungwon, looking down at the flask in your hand. you started to walk away from them until jungwon called out for you. “where are you going, kid?” the odd term of endearment the boy had for you caused you to crack a smile, “i’m gonna go pick minji up. i’ll meet you guys downstairs with everyone else, yeah?” the pair nodded, waving you off as you made your way to the said girl’s classroom. minji had geography without the rest of the friend group, so it would give you a chance to speak to her alone. you felt bad for it actually, you knew you would be ambushing the girl who clearly wanted nothing to do with you - but you wanted clarity. the girl you so painfully liked didn’t like being around you and you didn’t know why. 

you waited outside of her classroom, leaning against the wall as students started exiting. minji walked out with her eyes on the floor, eagerly wanting to leave the building. you stepped in front of her, causing her steps to stop abruptly. when she realised it was you in front of her, her eyes enlarged at the sight of you. “i- y/n! w-what are you doing here?” she asked, her posture changing almost immediately. the reaction made your heart ache, she suddenly looked distressed - scared, even.

“i’m- i wanted to.. give this back to you.” you replied, holding the flask in front of her. she looked down at it with curious eyes, “oh, alright.” she paused, “but you could’ve given it back to me later.. we were going to meet downstairs anyway.” she spoke awkwardly, letting out a dry chuckle. “it.. i know, but-” you halted, holding the object back to your side. with a sigh, you straightened your back. here goes nothing.

“minji, did i do something wrong?” the girl was thrown off by the question and it was evident on her face. “w-what?” she croaked. “have i done anything to offend you? make you uncomfortable?” you egged on, clearly bothered and in need of an answer.

by this time - the hall had cleared out and it was just the two of you left there, standing across each other.

panicked, minji asked, “y/n, where is this coming from?..” minji felt her legs start to shake, not due to the cold - but due to the nervousness she was feeling. had you caught on? were you going to confront her? would you stop being friends with her because of this? what if you told the others?

“it’s just.. you’ve been distancing yourself from me. you speak to everyone else so freely and willingly, but with me it’s like.. it’s like you don’t want to. it seems like an obligation for you and i don’t know what i’ve done to cause this.” you stammered, gripping tightly onto the steel object in your hand. your head dropped and you felt tears build up in your eyes. “i’m really sorry, minji. i really am. i’d never intentionally hurt you or say anything to put you off. i care about you too much.”

‘i care about you too much.’ why would you say such a thing? minji thought.

she could feel her heart rate increase at your words, fidgeting with her sweater to calm herself down. “y/n-”

“i know you’re not that comfortable around me and i’m really sorry for whatever i’ve done to make you feel this way. but i.. i really like you, minji..”

there it was.

but minji felt her whole world stop. you, what?

“p-pardon?” is what she was able to muster. “i like you a lot, minji. so much that i notice when your eyebrows furrow when you really enjoy your food, and that you seriously like the word ‘bro’, and that you somehow still enjoy eating ice cream in winter,” you paused, taking a step back from her - your eyes now glued to the floor. “and how your face drops when i speak to you. how your shoulders tense. how your voice gets softer, and how all the emotion leaves your voice.” with each word you spoke, the more your voice softened, “how your eyes go blank and how your smile doesn't reach your eyes.”

minji stared at you with pure sadness on her face. she didn’t realise you’d be affected by the way she was acting towards you. “i’m-”

she paused immediately as you looked up at her with tears running down your cheeks. you had been crying and she didn’t even notice? “oh my god, y/n-” she began, trying to reach out to you.

“no, it’s okay. i’m really sorry. i’m not expecting anything from you, minji. i didn’t even plan to tell you this way- or at all for that matter. i know this probably made our situation worse.” you were babbling and minji’s words were stuck in her throat. she so badly wanted to say something to ease you, but she couldn’t. was she seriously still abiding by her ‘convenient’ tactics? 

the silence and bewildered look on minji’s face was enough for you to crack. “fuck, i got to go. i’m really sorry, ji.” you shoved the tumbler into her hands before running off. she could’ve run after you, she could’ve yelled out for you - but she didn’t, she couldn’t. she was glued into her spot; describing her as dumbfounded would be more than an understatement. 

you rushed passed your friends who all shot you with questions and looks of concern/confusion. you apologised before running off, being unable to face them in the state you were in.

while you had run off, minji was rethinking everything she had done. she was hurting you this whole time because she felt that it would be easier for her to act a certain way around you. why she didn’t think about how you would feel is beyond her. even if your feelings towards her were strictly platonic, you probably still would’ve been hurt by her actions. stupid, minji thought to herself, i’m stupid.

hurting you was the last thing she wanted to do. while she was unconsciously doing it because it was simpler for her - she realised how selfish she really was. of course she wanted to be close to you, but she was afraid. afraid you’d realise how she felt, afraid she’d drive you away with the things she said - so she decided to cut off the risk. and now she might have ruined her chances with you even though she now knows you feel the same.

as minji stood there alone, she realised you left without knowing she felt the same for you. the mere thought irked the girl, yet she still didn’t know what to do.

minji had left you multiple texts to which you ignored. you were too embarrassed to even think about the girl. all you could remember was the look of shock on her face, how you probably made her uncomfortable. 

you were unable to sleep that night and unfortunately, it was evident the next day.

“y/n, you look horrible, what happened?” sunoo asked you, his voice laced with concern. “i couldn’t sleep last night,” you stated, immediately leaning into hanni for any sort of comfort. the girl wrapped an arm around you lovingly, knowing exactly why you were up all night. when you got home, hanni flooded your phone asking if you were alright and if she could do anything to help. you gave into your best friend and told her everything over the phone as you sobbed into your pillow. “don’t worry, she was able to get a few hours in.” she reassured, earning a few nods from your friends. you were all gathered by your table in the canteen - except for a certain girl.

“where’s minji unni?” danielle asked, realising you weren’t complete. “she said she wasn’t gonna meet up with us this morning. something about stuco work.” jungwon mumbled, scrolling through his phone. “eh? i wasn’t informed about any work?” yujin replied, going through her emails to see if she had missed anything. 

meanwhile - haerin was sat down silently with her arms crossed. without your acknowledgement, she also knew what went down yesterday. she put two and two together when you ran down crying without minji after you had told the others you’d be going to pick her up. when minji had gotten down, she looked distressed and well - haerin heard you and hanni talk about it this morning. 

she took her phone out to text minji which was quickly noticed by danielle. “you texting unni?”

“yeah, just wanna see if she’s alright.” haerin explained nonchalantly, prompting the australian to nod her head and get lost into the conversation she was in just a second before.

unni, wya? Seen

stuco room, why?  is anyone looking for me? did y/n say anything? Delivered

no.  i’m omw Seen

huh? Delivered

abruptly, haerin grabbed her stuff causing her friends to stop and watch her curiously. “where you going?”

“i forgot i had to meet up with mr hwang about my history project. i’ll catch up with you guys during lunch, yeah?” echoes of ‘okays’ and ‘see yous’ were heard as she sped off to find the older girl.

as she reached the room, she knocked before opening the door and as expected, minji was sitting by the table with papers set in front of her. the noise caused her to turn to the door, shocked that haerin actually made her way there. 

“oh! you’re actually here?”

“i know what happened yesterday.”

minji’s smile dropped as she tensed up. “haerin-” the cat-like girl held her hand up, causing minji to stop. “don’t. you’re going to say ‘i don’t know what you’re on about’ or ‘it’s not what you think’ but no. you do know what i’m talking about and it’s exactly what i think. this whole act you’ve got going on is ruining the both of you. and for some reason, i’m the only one who can see that you’re madly in love with y/n unni and everyone already knows y/n unni is in love with you.”

“w-what?” she sputtered, shocked at the words of her younger friend. she knows? “how do you-”

“unni, i sit back and observe. it’s not like your glares to hanni unni are very subtle. everyone’s just blind to your feelings because you’re lowkey a bitch to y/n. pardon my language.” minji’s shoulders slumped down as she finally gave in. “okay, you’re right, rin. i’m just- it was easier for me to act like that, you know? that way i didn’t have to worry about whether she’d find out. i didn’t think she.. liked me back.”

haerin chuckled at her words, “it was quite obvious, unni. but you really hurt her, you do know that now right?” guilt took over minji’s face as she nodded, “yeah, i do. but i don’t really know what i’m supposed to do now..” haerin was flabbergasted, she didn’t realise minji was this.. dull? “are you kidding me, unni? obviously you apologise and tell her you feel the same! but emphasis on apologising, you need it as much as she does.”

silence took over the room for a while until minji spoke up again, “but what if she wants nothing to do with me now?” the younger girl stood up and placed her hand on minji’s shoulder. “then you’ll find out after you tell her that you’re sorry and that you have feelings for her. you only live once, unni. take the risk. you saw what happened when you didn’t.”

with a sigh, minji stood up and hugged her. “you’re such a smart kid, haerin. thank you.” the younger girl smiled into the hug as she squeezed her tighter, “i know, unni. now go get your girl. please.” they pulled away and minji replied with a determined nod. she grabbed her stuff as she ran out of the stuco room.

she made her way to the canteen where she saw you shivering by the vending machine. “y/n.” she spoke as she stood behind you. you turned around in shock to see minji. it was the first time you’ve seen her since yesterday and you could already feel the embarrassment seep through you. “i’m, uh- i gotta go-” as you tried slipping past her, she grabbed eagerly onto your arm. “please, just let me speak to you. i have a lot to say.”

“you didn’t yesterday.” you uttered, causing the girl in front of you to wince. “i know, but i’ve gathered my thoughts. please y/n.” you peeked behind minji to see hanni encouraging you. ‘talk to her.’ she mouthed. 

you looked back to the girl in front of you, nodding.

she then led you to the field where it was colder, meaning less people would be gathered there. you stood in front of her, feeling your cheeks start to sting from the weather. “what is it, ji?”

the girl took a long, deep breath before opening her mouth. “i’m really sorry, y/n. not just for yesterday but for how i’ve been acting towards you these past few months. i know it was really out of nowhere and it must’ve caught you off guard - for that i’m truly sorry. i’m even more sorry for not thinking about how it could possibly hurt you. i was being selfish and i can't even begin to fathom how disappointed i am with myself.”

“that’s alright, minji, but..” you shook your head, trying to shake the thoughts out. “i still don’t know why you’ve been acting like this.”

here it goes, moment of truth. she thought.

“i’ve been acting this way around you because i was afraid.” she took a pause, staring down at your shoes. she could feel her heartbeat out of her chest and her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. “i was afraid.. that you’d find out how i.. um..”

“how i felt about you.”

the sentence that should’ve brought you clarity only confused you more. “how you feel about me?” you questioned, causing the girl to reply with a small ‘yes’. “how.. do you feel about me?” you asked. 

the girl abruptly looked up from your shoes and into your eyes. “oh- i, um, i have feelings for you.” she fidgeted, “i like you, quite.. a lot. and i was scared that i’d drive you away if i said or did anything stupid around you.. so i shut myself off around you to prevent that from happening. i’m stupid, i know. i’m sorry.”

she searched your face and eyes for anything, signs of disappointment? disapproval? but you were frozen in your place. everything was processing, just.. word by word. 

‘feelings’ .. ‘like you’ .. ‘drive’ .. ‘away’ .. ‘shut’ .. ‘stupid’ .. ‘sorry’

okay, fully processed. “w-wait what?!”

“i know, a-and you probably don’t want anything to do with me right now and i’m so sorry. i never should’ve let it get this far, i should’ve told you. or even just act normally around you because nothing can excuse how i’ve been treating you. i’m so seriously sorry, i understand if you no longer want to be friends with me because i’ve left you lying around for so long and i-”

then warmth. that’s what minji suddenly felt on her lips, and her cheeks.

she closed her eyes as she grabbed you by your waist to pull you impossibly closer.

the warmth had travelled throughout her whole body. and for a second, minji felt as if everything was right. the feeling of your lips on hers made her feel as if the stars were suddenly aligned. with months and months of pining, she could only imagine how your lips felt - and she could honestly say her imagination didn’t do you justice. 

you could feel the passion and desperation leaking from her lips onto yours, she was soft - almost as if she was trying to take care of you at that moment. you had melted into her arms, melted into her - then slowly, you began to pull away in need of air.

she rested her head against yours as you both caught your breath. “..so i’m guessing this means you still like me?”

“you’re still an idiot, minji.”

while you had your moment, not that far away:

“i fucking called it!” jungwon exclaimed, jumping with happiness. “shut up, no you didn’t. hanni told you months ago and you said you didn’t believe it.” sunoo replied, rolling his eyes at the boy. “my beliefs have changed. i’m a new person.”

“aw, they’re so cute!” dani cheered, nudging hanni and haerin in the process. “good job, rinnie. this wouldn’t have happened without you.” hanni whispered, patting the younger girl on the head. she smiled in victory as she watched the two of you giggle like idiots. “mission complete.”

can you tell it's been over a year since i've written a proper fic😭

[crackedpumpkin]

hi

this is my first time requesting something so- BAHABAHAHAHA

Can yo do something with rise Leo when both of them (reader and Leo) have felling a for each other, but any or them wants to accept them, so the family starts to put them in compromising situations?

i hope you can do it

i love you

Hello lovely! Unfortunately, most of my writing progress actually got deleted because tumblr decided to fuck me over by kicking me out of my draft before I even saved it so I rewrote everything again :) (Google docs ftw)

Regardless though, I hope this is good enough for your first request! I don’t have much experience writing for ROTTMNT since I’ve actually only just started watching the show, but I really do hope you enjoy this! Sending much love your way as well <3

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So maybe taking a walk in a dangerous, sketchy neighbourhood isn't the best idea you've had.

You glance behind you at the clatter of what seemed to be trash cans that had toppled onto the ground, urging your feet to walk faster.

The only source of light around you was the dim flickering of a lamp post that stood a few feet away, just as sketchy as the neighbourhood you were in.

You breathe a sigh of relief when you take another look around, not seeing anyone. You shove your hands into the pockets of your hoodie, turning around to continue walking back home.

“So, whatcha doing out here all by your lonesome?” 

You shriek at the sudden voice, desperately grabbing for the pepper spray in the pocket of your jeans that you kept on you at all times. You hold it out with a shaky hand at the dark silhouette in front of you, finger ready at the trigger.

“It’s me, don’t shoot!” 

“Leo??” You lower the bottle, glaring at the familiar turtle in blue that steps into the light with a sheepish grin.

“I told you to call me if you were gonna take a walk, much less in this kind of area.” He chides, leaning against the brick wall beside you with a smirk.

“I would have if you actually picked up your calls.” You joke. You exchange smiles, knowing full well that he had never missed a single call or text if it came from you, and he wasn’t planning on doing otherwise anytime soon.

“C’mon, I’ll walk you home.” He extends his hand towards you, and you slip your hand into his without hesitation. He tugs you forward, and you almost fall into his arms had he not caught you in time. Your hand is entwined with his, and he walks beside you in the dim street. Your shoulders brush against each other every so often, and it brings soft, shy smiles to your faces.

“Okay, the plan is a go,” Donnie confirms from a nearby rooftop, keeping tabs on the pair with his binoculars.

“Oooo, I’m so excited!” Raph’s hushed excitement only encourages a boost in Donnie’s ego. 

“I love Love.” Mikey sighs blissfully, watching his brother and Y/n with his own pair of binoculars. 

“Operation ‘Get-Y/n-and-Leo-together-so-they-can-stop-mutually-pining-over-each-other-and-making-us-all-frustrated’ is underway!” April whispers excitedly into the mic attached to her shirt, hiding behind a wall of a nearby alleyway. 

“Okay guys, Phase One of the plan will take action, now!”

At Donnie’s command, April reaches out and pushes a pile of boxes that topple, falling to the ground with a loud thud. 

This causes you to look back, startled by the sudden noise. Your grip on Leo’s hand tightens, and he looks down to see your nervous expression. “I’m sure it’s nothing, scaredy-cat.” He teases, and this makes you frown, punching his arm playfully. “Am not!” You brush it off as a mere coincidence.

“Donnie, what’s pushing a bunch of boxes down gonna accomplish anyway?” Raph asks, confused by the plan’s simplicity.

“Well my dear brother, this whole plan is based on fear as an effective stimulus to encourage the two to take the first step towards each other romantically.” Donnie tuts, continuing to keep tabs on the pair.

“You see Raphael, the sound made by the fallen boxes in a sketchy neighbourhood will act as the first step in stimulating that fear. Next up, we have Phase Two. April, get ready.” Donnie instructs.

“You got it.” April pulls out a pair of particularly heavy boots, puts them on and tucks her thick hair under a baseball cap. She takes a step out into the street, her heavy boot landing on the ground with a loud thud. 

“Aaaand, now.” Mikey hits a button on Donnie’s console at his brother’s command, and all the lights on the street shut off except one. 

You look up in surprise at the sudden pitch-black darkness that surrounds you, but your attention is drawn to the sound of heavy-set footsteps from a distance behind you. Leo pulls you close, his arm wrapped around your shoulders. “I’m sure it’s nothing” He tries to laugh it off, though his voice has a slightly nervous edge to it.

The clunking grows louder, and the two of you look at each other in alarm, glancing back to see the flickering light of the only lamp post revealing a dark silhouette hidden in the shadows, its towering frame and muscular build making you panic.

“We should run,” Leo suggests in a high-pitched squeak. You barely have time to nod in agreement before he practically scoops you up in his arms, starting to run in a panic. He doesn’t stop until you reach a slightly more brightly lit area, stealing a glance behind to check if they had lost whoever that was.

“I think we lost them.” You breathe out, your arms having circled his neck as he held you close in his arms, hiding your face in his neck. He sets you down gently, the brush of his cheek against yours when he moves away bringing a soft heat to your face. He moves a strand of hair out of your face tenderly, tucking it behind your ear with a smile.

You both let out relieved laughs, the adrenaline fading from your systems before continuing the walk. Leo takes the opportunity to drape his arm around your shoulders and pull you close, masking his nervousness with confidence when you look up at him with wide eyes.

You shouldn’t read too much into it…Right?

“Phase Two: Success,” Donnie reports with a grin. 

“I dunno Donnie, this feels a little too much.” Raph voices out unsurely, readying for the next Phase.

“Too much?” Donnie cackles, “It’s never too much.”

“Donnie, are we good or what?” April asks, having taken off the boots and baseball cap. 

Donnie laughs evilly, cracking his knuckles and nodding at Raph who readies himself.

“Release the crows.” 

Raph flips the switch, releasing the automatic lock on a cage of crows that were very angry at being caught and stuffed into an overcrowded cage. Donnie had placed them in an alleyway that you and Leo were about to walk past at any moment.

You slow your footsteps, eyes narrowing as you stare into the dark alleyway suspiciously, hearing the flutter of wings. “What’s up?” Leo looks into the alleyway and his eyes widen in alarm, pulling you away just in time and shielding you from an angry flock of crows that rush out of the darkness. 

Your back hits the brick wall of the building next to the alleyway, and Leo’s arms wrap around you in a protective hug. His shell aches from the sharp claws of the angry crows that attack anything in their sight, pulling you as close as possible.

His hand covers the top of your head, and you tuck yourself under his chin, pressed firmly against his plastron. Your eyes were squeezed shut in fear, brows furrowed.

When the caws of the crows gradually fade, you finally open your eyes, blinking a couple of times. You look back up to check on Leo, and your breath hitches in your throat at the sight.

Cheeks flushed, eyes shut, and lips pressed together in a firm line. 

The picture of perfection. 

Your hand finds itself cupped against Leo’s pink cheek. His eyes fly open, staring down at you in surprise. Your thumb starts tracing small circles on the soft skin of his cheek, and he almost churrs in delight, his knees weak at the sight of you.

You, with your adorable wide eyes, your red cheeks, and your smile that gave him butterflies every time he laid eyes on it.

The image of an angel.

“Grossss,” Donnie complains, setting down his binoculars with a barely disguised gag.

“Hey, I think it’s sweet,” April says with a grin, gushing over the two, hidden a few feet away.

“Well, maybe.” He reassesses, grinning at how well his plan was turning out.

“Wait, doesn’t this mean the plan’s working?” Mikey points out.

“As if it wouldn’t.” Donnie snorts at the implication of otherwise.

The spell between the two is broken when the lone bark of a stray dog echoes throughout the neighbourhood. You both snap out of your daze, lips mere inches away from brushing. Leo’s eyes were half-lidded, leaning down to press his lips against yours before jolting away at the sound. Your hand drops to your side as Leo takes a sudden step back as if touching you had burned him.

Your cheeks were warm with an all-too-familiar heat, and you stare down at the ground, wishing it’d swallow you whole.

Leo tilts his head back, staring up at the night sky with shaky breaths and rubs the back of his neck nervously.

He was mortified but also annoyed that a simple bark had ruined what could’ve been the greatest moment of his life.

How was he supposed to face you now?

Right. He’d handle it like he always does: With confidence.

“So, shall we?” His hand is outstretched again, waiting for you to take it with a lazy yet confident grin.

He prays intently, hoping you don’t notice the way his cheeks blossom red from the heat and the way his hands tremble. He prays you don’t notice the way his voice has a nervous edge to it, and how desperately he wants to hold you again.

But you notice. You notice everything.

You look at his hand, raising your own hesitantly before pausing.

“Take his hand, damn it!” Donnie all but yells in frustration, setting down his binoculars and rubbing the space between his eyes exasperatedly when you drop your hand and nod, walking in front of him.

Leo’s dejected face was enough to make anyone feel pity for him, but he covers his crestfallen expression with a bright smile when you turn back to look at him, your brow quirked almost as if asking him to catch up with you.

He jogs to your side and starts to joke around, hiding how hurt he felt when you rejected his hand.

“Donnie, the plan isn’t working!” Raph panics and Mikey lets out a whimper from beside him.

“Wait.” Donnie pulls out his phone, typing furiously. “We still have Phase Four.”

Leo’s phone vibrates, and he pulls it out from his utility belt to check his texts. He frowns when he reads it, a groan slipping past his lips.

Now everything made sense.

“What’s wrong?” You try to peek at his screen, but he quickly tilts it away from you.

You frown, shoving your hands back into the pockets of your hoodie and feeling hurt. He never hid stuff from you before, not even embarrassing texts sent by his brothers. 

“I-it’s just spam text!” He stammers, shoving the phone back into his utility belt with a frown, looking up at the rooftops and failing to spot his brothers.

Of course, it was them who had set up this whole horror-esque situation for him.

Donnie had just sent him a text, encouraging him to kiss you when he dropped you off at your place, ending it with a ‘;)’.

“Well,” Leo looks up, having been engrossed in his thoughts to realise they had stopped walking, “this is me,” you mumble.

“I’ll meet you upstairs?”

You pause but nod with a shy smile. 

He watches you enter the glass doors of the apartment building, thankful for the lack of humans and bright lighting around. He makes his way up to the fire escape outside your bedroom window, hearing the vague greetings you gave your parents in the living room.

As soon as he hears the door close and the soft click of your lock sliding in place, he slides open the window and climbs in.

You sit down on your bed with an exhausted sigh. “That was a scary walk, huh?” You gesture for him to join you and he does, plopping down beside you. He’s strangely silent, staring down at your bedroom floor. You move closer to him, until your shoulders touch. You nudge him gently. “You okay?”

“H-huh? Y-yeah! Good walk.” Leo’s caught off guard when he realises that there’s barely any space between the two of you, surprise and nervousness in his wide eyes.

“Where’d the confident, brave Leon I know go?” You tease.

“...not so brave.”

You hear Leo faintly mutter under his breath. “What was that?” You ask.

You watch Leo take a deep breath. “Around you, I’m not so brave.” He admits softly.

“Why?”

Okay, Leo, it’s now or never.

“Because I like you.”

“What?”

You wait for the impending ‘Just Kidding!’. You knew it was coming any second now. If it was a prank, it was truly a cruel one, seeing as you did have feelings for him. You fiddle with your hands nervously.

He’s taking too long to say it, you realise.

Leo’s facing you now, more serious than you had ever seen him. His usual confidence is absent, and he waits for your response with bated breath.

“I-I mean, that’s what I’d say if I did-”

“I like you too.” 

“What?” Now it’s Leo’s turn to feel surprised, and you nod.

“I like you.” You repeat shyly, your ears bright red and confirming what he had heard.

“Really??” Leo’s arms wrap around you in a joyous hug, his elated smile causing you to giggle. You shush him with a finger to his lips, glancing over to the door, afraid your parents had somehow overheard him.

You look back at a beaming Leo.

Let’s knock him down a peg.

You press a chaste kiss to his lips. He’s left speechless, and you can’t help but laugh at how wide his eyes are. You suddenly feel embarrassed at making the first move, looking away. You feel a slender finger cup your chin, tilting your face back to meet his in a passionate kiss that has your knees weak.

You both pull away after a while, breathless. You both catch your breath, heartbeats banging against your ribcages in a steady rhythm that threatens to break out when your eyes meet.

“We should go on walks more often.” You joke weakly. His hand holds yours, fingers entwined. You look down at your hands, a silly smile fixed permanently on your lips.

“Yeah, about that…Donnie and the rest set it up.” Leo pulls out his phone, finally showing you the text that he had hidden from you earlier.

You read through it with furrowed brows, your lips curling up in a mischievous smirk.

“Why don’t we return the favour by pretending we fought?” You suggest with a cheeky wink.

Leo stares at you for a good moment before tugging you forwards into a tight hug. “This is why I fell in love with you.” He sighs lovingly.

He moves back, and you both start to chuckle evilly.

Oh, you’ll enjoy pranking his brothers the next day.