#not have to spend an hour everytime making my lil set

[call-me-pup2]

What's a dream scene you would love to film/make content of?

I think it would be fun to film with someone else but 1. I'm too awkward for that and 2. I know if I did post something with someone I'd just get pestered about when I would be posting more content like that 😅

But if I'm talking stuff I could technically do, I really would love to just be more creative in general, have the space to store more outfits and time to do weird make up looks and things

[maizumis]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN THEIR CHILD SAYS THEY ARE NOT THEIR FAVORITE PARENT

ft. timeskip!miya atsumu, suna rintarou, iwaizumi hajime, bokuro koutaro, osamu miya

note: reader refered as mom ‼️ not edited cos I'm sleepy </3 enjoy hotties 😽

•ATSUMU opened the door with his daughter in one hand while the other had a huge blue balloon she wanted, hearing the click of the door you turn around and see your little bundle of joy running with open arms to you "mommy! I missed you" event if the two of them went out for an hour and a half, you really missed her too "aww darling! I missed you too! I'm your favorite, right?" she gave your cheek a sweet kiss with his tiny hands in your jaw "yes! mommy the best" at this scene, atsumu was long forgotten on the door, amused about what his daughter just said "and what about papa? he bought you this balloon!" he moved his hand to make presence of it, slightly jealous of you "papa is very good too! it's just mommy is always the best" you let go of her embrace, tucking her brown hairs behind her ear "why don't you go and clean yourself? I can make a choco milk!" she didn't need to be told twice that was already running to the bathroom " ‘tsumu you know she doesn't mean it, right?" pouty atsumu came walking to you "a know but a want to be her favorite now!" chuckling at his childhood behavior, you make sure to peck him before going to the kitchen, even after all this year's you never failed to make him blush "you can be her favorite tomorrow ‘tsum, come hug me now"

• SUNA had his daughter on his lap, paw patrol playing softly on the TV in front of them, you always tease him about how he is more into the show than his own daughter but he is quickly to change the subject, everytime "how was your day at school baby?" the little girl raised her head from his chest, messy hairs blocking her sight " ‘t was okay, I missed mom" his hand was already on the hairs in front of her eyes, using the hair-band he always had on his wrist just in case something like this popped out "and you missed dad too I like to think" she hummed before resting her head on his torso again, little hands roaming around his body like she was caressing him "I did, but mommy is my favorite so I missed her more... I'm gonna go to sleep daddy, wake me up when mom ‘s home" and with that she was out, leaving suna with wide eyes and lots of questions filling his brain, the clack of the open door scares him, even knowing it's you coming home from work, he was deep in thought "a penny for your thoughts, rin?" he sighs before patting the place next to him on the couch, you gladly obey and lay your head on his broad shoulders "she told me you're her favorite" you interlaced your fingers with his, giving him a little squish "you know she is just a child, right? she lives you so much, everytime you're away she only talks about you" a little hope came back to his eyes "really, she talks about me?" you hummed, assuring him he is the one of the biggest thing in his daughters mind "lots, rin"

•IWAIZUMI was playing with his daughter in the backyard, his hands on both sides her waist while he throws her up and down the air "higher daddy! higher!" her little giggle brought life to his ears, this kid was gonna be the death of him "I wanna fly! like the birds we saw in the park!" "that's very high, sweetie" she was screaming her lungs out, non-stop laughing, toothy smile on her face that had a little of chocolate that Hajime gave her after lunch as a secret between the both of them. to lost in their own world, they didn't notice your arrival, they were having the times of their lifes "I'm home! where's my sweet girl and lovely husband?" her eyes got wider than they already were and her smile impossibly bigger "mama! you're home, put me down dad I wanna go hug mom!" he placed her down on the grass and her little legs were running as fast as they could "mommy! we had such a funny day! we saw lots of things outside?" you could tell hajimd was a proud dad, his daughter being talkative and smart, she sometimes reminds him of tooru "yeah? and what else" "I was telling daddy I wanted to be a bird but I missed you so much! you know you're my favorite, mom" hajime's lips were pressed into a thin line while his brows got a little down, you could tell he was feeling a little insecure so a little assurance wouldn't make him wrong "go inside and change your clothes then we can do something together, how does that sound?" she went inside the house screaming he was gonna wear her favorite blue dress, you giggled at her cute actions "hajime, the entire neighborhood can feel you, she doesn't mean it, she is just a child, we did the same when we were her age" he went towards you and placed his big arms around your waist, placing his head on the crook of your neck "I know, but we were having such a good time" your hands came to his face so you could make him see you "and we are gonna keep having a good time! we have to make sure you're her favorite by the end of the day, come on big boy! we are in this together" and with that you started running inside the house, holding his hand in the way in, the feeling of love and pride fulfilling his heart, happiness and love could be described like this exact moment, he thinks

•BOKUTO happily took his son out, ready to spend a little ‘daddy-son day’ as he called them, sometime they would go to his practice or to the aquarium! to learn everything they can about the infinity of animals the ocean has. today they decided they would be going for an ice-cream then straight to the park to play a little "okay bud! what flavors do you want? one or two?" the kiddo look up to the list of flavours that were in front of him ‘so many choises’ he thought before speaking "chocolate and vanilla please!" his choose of flavors made bokuto think about the old days, when you would wait for him in highschool after every practice to go on a date, you always, and he means always, wanted to eat vanilla ice-cream, I didn't matter the occasion "you know, your mom loves vanilla ice-cream! what if we buy a little for her?" his little golden eyes were shinning at the mention of his mom "yes! she's my favorite so she deserves ice-cream for being a good mommy" mid way taking his wallet out of his pocket, bokuto stops, looking directly to the floor "I'm sorry, your favorite what?" "my favorite parent! duh" he tried, he really tried not to have an episode in front of everyone but his deflated hair was exposing him "oh, that's good! your momma is perfect!" "she indeed is, dad!" the laugh of his son made him feel a little better, but ache on his heart was still there; after both of them has their ice-creams in hand, they started walking towards the park hand in hand "yummy! daddy this is delicious! you're absolutely my favorite!" like that? kids changes of opinion that fast? either way, his heart was pumping with joy "of course I'm your favorite! let's go play and the we can buy more ice- cream!" needless to say, you had a fridge full of icecream that night and two sugar rushed boys

•OSAMU has one twin in either side of him, his little girl with two pigtails while is beautiful boy had a green apron on "I know mommy will love this!" the little boy exclaimed, his daughter quickly following behind "uh-huh! mommy always love when we cook for her" osamu was happy he had this life, he didn't expect to have twins the first try but here he was, bragging about his perfect set of kids to his brother every chance he had "yer mommy loves both of ya so much" the kids were trying to make the onigiri shape with the rice while giggling "I know mommy love us! she is my favorite indeed" osamu's heart skipped a beat after hearing is daughters words "ugh she is my favorite too! I love it when mama let us sleep with her" but why is he saying this when he lets them sleep with him too? "that's right! we need to make this onigiri perfect so she is proud" nervously chuckling to erase a little the tension he was feeling "okay, daddy keeps going from here, go set the table and change yer smelly clothes!" the kids were racing to their respective bedrooms, yelling how they were gonna be prettier than the other one. the younger twin was so deep in thought leaning on the kitchen counter that he didn't acknowledge your presence "samu, baby, I'm here, everything okay?" his features relaxing when he saw you, gently placing one hand in your chin to kiss you "everything good sweetheart, the kids just told me yer their favorite parent so am just thinking a lil" you were laughing at his concern, those same kids told you this morning that his papa was their favorite "you want to know something fun ‘samu?" he raised a brow before his hands found home on your waist, gently pressing your chest to his "what, love" your hand came to play with the hairs he has on the forehead "this kids told me this morning you were his favorite, don't take to seriously what they said ‘samu, they love you unconditionally" taking your advice, he pecked you before hearing little steps coming to the room "our alone time has ended angel, a love ya" finishing his words with a sweet kiss

[muffindaddystyles]

Hearth.

A/N: I dunno if I've got any desi/brown/poc readers but if you're reading this I love you so much and you (us) deserve the same validation and representation others get.

Here's a blurb as to what it feels like celebrating Eid with Harry! Enjoy!

Warning: none — just loads of fluff.

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The night's pretty with murky clouds and thick layer of moon's brightness as Y/N cleans her flat, from scrubbing her Persian rugs to deep cleansing her vases back from her homeland. The flame evaporating from her candles scented like springs of Kashmir, flickers from her blowing sheer curtains due to the zephyr flurring outside.

She feels content, at peace waiting for Harry who promised that he'll be at her place by 11. He always comes an hour early helping her in setting the table before the iftari, they've been doing it together since the start of ramdan until today when he texted her he's busy along with a sad smiley.

It was fun. He fasted with her once or twice and would make sure she's hydrated enough once they break it, his love for rooh-afzah (it's a drink red in color made from essence of roses and some sweet herbs) will never fail to make her giggle as he'd demand for more after gulping two glasses already.

Then showing her his tummy along with his food pregnant jokes.

Her classes are online so it gave her time to experiment some cooking. They'd make samosas together and she always had an urge to hold back her cooes as his tongue used to poke out in concentration everytime his diligent fingers folded the samosa sheets skillfully.

"Did a pretty go'job here, innit?" He'd grin raising it like a summat trophy.

The moment he used to leave her flat (ofcourse after giving a tight hug before doing so) they both missed eachother terribly, y/n doesn't like the way her home falls into an abyss without his presence.

He's like a sunshine that warms her insides up.

The whistle of kettle and several raps of knocks on her door drags her from her fond memories of them together, she slings her feet down from the coffee table rushing to open it.

"Angel."

Harry says breathlessly prolly because he climbed three flight of stairs to get to her or that he's utterly flustered.

Her eyes remain struck at the thingies piled in his arms, a box of chocolates, many brown bags and stems of freshly blood ripped roses tucked between his knuckles.

He bought all of these gifts for her.

To make her feel like home.

To be her home.

What the fuck, nobody has ever done that for her —-- she just mighty cry.

Her mouths gupples like a fish too overwhelmed to react her emotions out and he gives her a sweet smile kicking the door shut with his feet -- gestures her to wait when she almost jumps like a cub to hug him and puts everything on the sofa knowing the things inside them's too delicate.

"C'mere, baby." He grins and she doesn't waste a moment falling in his embrace. Her cheeks smashes against his taught chest and she fists the hem of his shirt smiling too hard for her own sake as he sways them with his own rosy cheek squished against her temple.

"I love you so much, thank you." She murmurs gazing up at him with glinting eyes -- arms still lopped around his waist and his chin doubles adorably as he gives her his signature bunny grin kissing the tip of her nose, "Love you too bubba ... don't want ya homesick, at alllll."

The aggressive whistle of kettle parts them away, "Cuppa cha? Then we'll unwrap these pleasanteris." She points at the paper bags.

He nods flopping onto the floor cushions beside the large oak window of the balcony where they could bathe in moonlight.

"Thank you." He quips, kissing her fingertips while slipping his fingers under the handle of mug and takes it from her as she sits infront of him. He admires her for a second —- fawning over how she's looking so soft and cuddle-able wearing a baggy mauve kurta and some mismatched shalwar.

The tearing open of the stuffing tissue brings him back to focus --- this, he wanted to see this happiness dance over her features as she clutches the ethnic traditional dress he bought for her infront of her and when lifts it down he's met by overly excited eyes.

It's ethereal with golden details, handmade wire work and sheer fabric.

"It's gorgeous, pups." She squeezes his hand and he takes the sip of his cha smiling against the rim of the mug shyly, "Wasn't s' sure -- Sarah helped me in collecting stuff." Sarah's Y/N's bestfriend who was the only desi/brown in her filming class.

"No wonder she was being a lil sneak." Y/N chuckles already rummaging for what comes next.

He wanted to make sure he gets her everything they do traditionally in her culture and ate Sara's ears off to help him buy the most special thing and it's right there creating sweet noise when they touch eachother, dangling from her fingers.

"Churiyan .... " She whispers bitting down a smile. She loves glass bangles. Their colourfulness cheers her mood up and she'd always go with her Nani a night prior eid to select the most flamboyant pair of them from a bazar (market).

"This -— " She gestures to the gifts scattered around them, " —-- all of this and you, means alot to me." She sighs giving him a wet smile and he smoothes his thumb against her cheek like she's the most fragile thing to exist.

He watches her in a tad confusion when she stands up with a giggly squeal putting everything away and comes back with a tube of henna in her hand.

"It's chand raat t'night 'cos tommorrow is eid -- usually I spend it with Sarah and we apply henna to eachother, we're horrible at it honestly but now she isn't here 'm gonna bite yours ears —-" He cuts her off. Ushering her to sit back on her spot. He couldn't be more glad to spend all of his time with her whether it's just watching her make designs on her hand with henna.

"Your cha's waftin'." He shakes his head bringing it to her lips, "It's hot." She tells him drawing a circle on her palm and filling it with beautiful darkness of henna.

"Okie then ... " He blows at the hot beverage to cool it down and again brings it to her lips, "Now." He croons softly to her. She holds his wrist taking a sip from it -- he tucks the strand of her hair back and she smiles up at him making him chuckle when she takes a huge sigh as if her soul just woke up.

"What do we d'tommorrow?" He asks. Knowing most of the time they went to Zayn's house on Eids his mother used to fill the whole table with delicious dishes and the whole day was spent having fun.

"We do nothing but have loads of nice time -- I already made a dessert 'cos I know I'll be too lazy in the mornin', and invited your friends if that's okay?" She glances up at him done with her left palm.

"Perfect then," He nods, "D'ya need help with the other one?" He asks grabbing her right hand and the tube of henna from her.

"Yes, please." She shows him her hand covered with with henna and since it's wet she could do one thing wait or let him do it. The second options sounds more good.

"Not on me if it gets messed up." He warns her nonchalantly following the same pattern of her left hand. Stealing glances of her attractive face every now and then, dotting her moles with his intense gaze, he just thinks her brown eyes look more intricate – it's specks as if the forests soil on the first rains when they dilate with her racing heartbeat.

They're like an open book to him and at the same time mysteriously dark that he feels like burning a match to melt in them.

"You did it way better than me," She snorts examining it closely and turns the other way round to lay down on the carpeted floor and rest her head in his lap. He wipes his own hands watching the dark henna leaving a swipe of color on his fingertips.

He pets her hair, dimples milking into his cheeks when she raises her both hands infront of him -- blocking the moonlight that's falling on her, "When I was small I always used to end up getting it on my face and lemme tell ya. Having a yellow blotch isn't even a tiny bit fascinating on the only day you could dress up fancy."

His chest rumbles with giggles and he brings her hands closer to her lips blowing raspberries at them to get them dry early.

Comfortable silence envelopes them in to the point where they could hear crickets singing outside and moonlight sparkling on their skin —- she breaks it cuddling up into his chest.

"I really appreciate this, Harry." Her voice hushed whisper and her cherry stained lips couldn't resist but to patch kisses where his heart lays and she could sense it kicking a pace, "The fact that you did so much just for me -- is beyond my thought. I really feel like home." He let her speak. Squeezing her shoulders to convey the fierceness of his emotions he holds for her. His silken lips pressed to her temple and his eyelids flutters with each spurt of breath she inhales.

"I'll keep making you feel like home, till the day you'll allow me." Today. He for actually felt that his home was never a building or the luxurious furniture adorned inside it, but her. It's always gonna be her.

Because the moment he gets lost in those eyes all he come across is their shared laughter, their moments spent on this balcony right outside sipping onto their chas and watching the city wake up infront of their eyes, going to places he has never been to before, doing things he never thought he'd do in hundered years —- he isn't a big fan of spices but he still pretends like a big boi infront of her while eating pani puri she's oh so obsessed with.

The times she was never embarrassed to introduce him to her community or her friends, and getting soaked into rains even though they could've just used his car, having days planned to make him try new desi dishes, going to buy candles of many scent and shapes with him but then never feeling like leaving the store until he warns her that he'll throw her on his shoulder infront of everyone.

Going to Turkish markets together. He's a bread lover and so all this time he doesn't feel like leaving the shops filled with different kiln and tandoori breads. Eating Simit and drinking black tea in the amardu cups sitting outside the cafe –- he likes it with cheese while she might sound bland she just likes a bit of butter.

Them deciding for hours and hours which Persian rug to buy -- but never buying it apologising to the shop keeper.

Giving eachother head massages from the organic rosemary Morrocon oil that one of her friend gifted her, (Y/N) thinks she's one hell of a masseuse but Harry thinks otherwise —- though he would never ever break her heart so it's better keeping it a secret.

His nose creates a purring sound while he sleeps leaning against the wall, he doesn't even remember when he fell into the deep slumber with his large hand still wrapped around her wrist in a protective manner to keep her from moving.

It's cute.

Though when she stirs to regain consciousness with the birds chirping outside she feels remorseful finding him sleeping in such an uncomfy position just because of her and he wakes up with a loud wheeze —- blinking rapidly to see what just happened only to visibly relax back when she shushes him gently.

"Baby .... shit." He grogs out, knuckling at his eyes pointing at her jaw which's covered into a orangish streak, "Don't tell me." She groans bumping her head against his bicep.

A moment later they burst into fits of hoarse giggles and chuckles. She'd try to suck in air to not to snort and would do it nonetheless driving them more into belly aching laughter.

"Eid Mubarak, I guess?" He cackles loudly. Dimple coveting in to his velvet of skin. Rubs the tip of his nose against her's affectionately and swoons her in his arms to hug her warmly.

"Now -— go 'n dress up, c'mon." He cups the nape of her neck playing with the baby hair there and she whines smushing her face against his chest, "No. Lemme sleep some more."

"Heyyy none of that, c'mon sleepy girl you'll regret it later." He boops her nose smiling down at her fondly and she grumbles mumbling something in between you're so annoying or you're being so much like my mum.

He waits for her laying on the sofa with his arms folded and eyes closed. Prolly took a mini version of nap only to perk his head up grabbing the back of sofa when she returns with wet hair, soft clean face and lips tinted cherry wearing the dress and bangles he bought for her.

An enchantress from head to toe, he wouldn't even complain if she bewitches him.

He needs someone to pinch his bum because he thinks his eyelids might have struck. He takes a dramatic breather mischievously, pupils dilated cutesly and heart shaped lips parted with the sweet loving words in praise of her beauty burning at the tip of his tongue.

His fawning gives her butterflies. Expanding her chest with warmth and she does a three-sixty when he spindles his nimble in the air demanding her to show herself from every angle.

Her head falls back. An echo of happy giggles resonating in the room when he smacks his hand against his chest and flops into heaps of sofa cushions.

"You're fuckin' beautiful, a total knockout." He walks towards her with his hands spread open and takes her's to kiss the inside of her palms, "So are you." Her voice small with shyness. He sits on her on sofa and stays beside her with his chin perched upon his knuckles staring at her like she hung the moon -- as if she's a prayer come true.

"Did you get me ready to d'nothing?" She turns towards him. The curled up fringes kissing the apples of her cheeks same as his fingertips are dying to do so.

"I might sound selfish but it was a trap to get you ready early so I could admire you till everyone squeeze between us ... " He smirks and she huffs sinking deeper into the sofa throwing her limbs in air and his breath hitches when her bangles clanks together producing a beautiful noise.

"Harry!!" She whines.

"Okie, time to fill some grumpy kitten's tummy." He announces standing up to head to kitchen and she shakes her head with a silly smile trailing behind him.

All she knows is that. This Eid she'll have the best time of her life, as she could already feel his energy and love radiating in every corner of her home.

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@harryforvogue idk why but everytime I'd sit to write this blurb you'd pop in my mind, hope so you're not hiccuping wildly.

[jisungsmochi]

the convenience store boy - pjs

convenience store worker!jisung + customer!reader

genre: tooth rotting fluff honestly i think i outdid myself here but oh well i’m whipped for jisung and this is the final part of the au!! 

* also mentions of parents arguing so that’s just a lil warning! 

word count: 2.9k 

a/n: final instalment of my dreamies job series!! can’t believe its the end aw

can read the rest here !

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“jisung i need you to watch over the store for the rest of the night, your mother and i are going to see your grandparents” jisung’s father informed him, watching as the tall boy stared blankly back at him.

“can’t we just close up? i have homework to do tonight” jisung sighs, not too fond of the idea of sitting behind the counter on a hot summer night, only to serve about three people.

“you can do it while you work, i know it’s slow these days but we need to stay open, i’m sorry” his father felt apologetic, but he knew that jisung was somewhat responsible enough to take on a larger role in the family’s small business. jisung just nodded, not being the one to go against his parent’s wishes. they hugged him tightly before setting off, leaving jisung alone.

to be frank, jisung wasn’t technically an employee. he didn’t get paid for his shifts at the store, mostly just wanting to help out his parents. but recently, he had been taking longer shifts that ate into his personal leisure time. so, there he was, desperately trying to decipher the answers for the math homework that chenle just sent him. he softly grunted, couldn’t he write neater?

you entered the store, just having finished your tutoring session. you greeted the boy at the counter with a kind smile before making your way to the snack aisle. you grabbed a packet of honey soy chicken chips and a can of cola. as you made your way back to the counter, you also picked up a chocolate bar.

“your total is $8.45” the boy’s eyes met yours. you recognised him from your maths class, not that you were too close or anything. but you were pretty sure he sat two seats behind you.

“ah, i only have a $10 note on me, keep the change” you handed him your money, slowly collecting your items.

“oh thank you” he softly blushed at the kind gesture.

“have a nice night, jisung” you rushed out of the store before jisung could respond,

“ah- you too, y/n” he softly whispered to himself.

jisung had a slight interest in you ever since you sat next to him on the school trip to the museum earlier that year. as usual, chenle was late, leaving jisung stranded as students piled onto the bus. you, on the other hand, were in a friend group of three. you didn’t mind sitting behind your friends, so you decided to take a seat next to jisung. he didn’t say a word to you, too sulky that chenle was all the way at the front. you slyly shifted your eyes to look at him, he had a small pout in his face and his head was glued to his phone. you wanted to greet him or something, literally anything to make him feel comfortable next to you. you pulled out a packet of sour candy you had brought along, offering some to your friends first. you turned to jisung, softly tapping his shoulder. the timid boy shook abruptly, looking over at you.

“want some?” you urged, pushing the bag towards him, they were his favourite.

“yeah, thanks” he mumbled back, grabbing two before shoving them in his mouth.

“let me know if you want more” you gave him a small smile before placing your earphones in and enjoying the rest of the bus ride.

from that day on, jisung never personally approached you. he would occasionally greet you in the halls, or at large events but never had one on one interactions with you. maybe one day, his time will come.

over the next few nights, jisung noticed you would come in at exactly 10pm, grabbing he same packet of chips and a drink, then proceeding to sit outside of the store for up to an hour. he silently watched you each time, trying to be discrete as he could. he wanted to gain some courage to spark up a conversation with you, but you always seemed occupied. he was just intimidated by the ‘cool’ aura you gave off.

until one night, when you bought a different drink,

“no more cola?” he took notice, causing you to furrow your eyebrows, for once he wasn’t just scanning your items and saying goodnight.

“ah yeah, i think some peach tea would be a better substitute” you smiled, surprised that he took notice of the smallest details.

“w-want me to keep you company out there tonight?” jisung suddenly suggested, eyes avoiding yours. your eyes scan over the nervous boy, then to the table outside.

“i mean, if you’re not busy with the store then sure” you agree, watching as his eyes shoot up to look into yours.

“it doesn’t get that busy around this time” he slowly made his way from behind the counter, leading you both to sit outside. you sat down next to him, offering him some of your chips. he kindly took up your offer, munching softly on the delicious snack.

“so, jisung, tell me about yourself. i know nothing other than the fact you’re friends with chenle and you snore” his eyes widened at the last part, “the school bus trip, don’t worry, it’s pretty soft snoring” you slightly teased as his ears began turning red.

“well uh my parents own the store, i work here occasionally. i like dancing, playing soccer and sometimes video games” he started as you continued to chomp on the chips. you listened to every word that left his mouth. something about the way jisung spoke had you constantly intrigued. he was so mesmerising to you, the way he lit up when talking about his parents, the way he covered his mouth everytime he laughed.

“how about you? anything i should know?” he gave you a soft smirk,

you hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much you were willing to tell him about your personal life.

“uh well, i’m an only child. live with my parents, i like listening to music! You’ll almost always find me with earphones in or near me.” jisung’s mind floated back to the bus trip where he saw you fast asleep with your earphones lodged in. you looked so peaceful and delicate, he felt bad for having to wake you once you arrived at the museum.

“I’ve noticed, even in maths class, you always have one earphone in, I don’t know how you haven’t been caught yet” he chuckles at the memory, heat rising to your cheeks.

“ah so you’ve been watching me huh?” you teased, watching as it was his turn to be shy. jisung was a stuttering mess as you gently pushed his shoulder,

“it’s fine, I’ve noticed you watching me since I’ve been coming here so often” jisung’s lips pressed together, hesitating before asking,

“why do you always come here at night anyway?” you met his eyes, trying to read his expression. you saw that he was partially concerned, with the way he was seated at the edge of his seat, leaning into you.

“well uh my parents… they’ve been arguing lately. that’s why i come here at night, i don’t really want to be home nowadays” you stop yourself, looking over at jisung who had his mouth agape.

crap, you blew it.

“uh wait that’s too much to be putting on you, i’m so sorry” you shook your head, embarrassed. jisung interrupted you before you could say anything else,

“no it’s okay, i’ll listen. i’m not here to judge” he cracked a small grin, trying his best to make you comfortable. you weren’t the one to pour your heart out to others, but jisung was so comforting. you spent the next hour telling him your life story. he rarely interrupted unless you asked him for some input. he did stop you once, only to grab another packet of chips to share.

once it reached 11:30pm, jisung announced he had to close up the store. you nodded, part of you not wanting to leave.

“come by tomorrow night, y/n. i’ll keep you company” jisung held your wrist as you were about to leave. you looked down at his hand, then back to his face. he pulled away quickly, moving his hands behind his back. how cute.

“yeah, i’d like that”

//

as days went on, jisung volunteered to take up the later shifts, allowing his parents to rest after spending most of the day at the store. as per usual, once the clock struck 10, you were at the front of the store. jisung often prepared your usual snacks beforehand saving you the extra time. he always offered to cover the costs, but you insisted you were a paying customer.

“how brutal was the maths exam?” jisung cried, making you chuckle softly at his childish whining.

“it wasn’t too bad, the back page was pretty tough though” you agreed, taking a sip of your peach tea.

“wait what back page?” jisung’s eyes practically popped out of his head. you felt so bad for the poor boy,

“oh jisung, didn’t you see the last page?”

jisung pulled his head into his hands, internally screaming. you slowly moved closer to him, patting him gently on the back.

“hey, it’s alright, it’s a dumb test anyway” you tried your best to comfort the boy. jisung wouldn’t admit it to you, but he enjoyed having you so close to him.

“i know, i’m just an idiot” he sighed, pulling himself up to face you. the conversation diverted back to you, jisung wondering if your parents had stopped fighting.

“it’s been quieter now. not as much yelling. but there’s still a lot of tension, you know? crazy to think they were inlove for a moment in time” you gently shook your head, eyes avoiding jisung’s. he wanted nothing more than to make you smile at this very moment.

“have you been inlove, jisung?” you suddenly bring up, watching as he shuffles away from you slightly. his ears were completely red at this point, in which he tried to cover with his beanie.

“i-uh no, i don’t think so. i’m not even sure i know what love is” he sighed, his breath visible from the cold.

“same here” you whispered back to him. he looked into your eyes, something about them, were pleading for him to tell you that he could love you. you wanted him to love you.

//

as you were lining up for maths class, you were talking with your friend, sohyun.

“you’re telling me you’ve been hanging out with park jisung almost every night for the past three weeks, but you don’t like talking to him at school? make it make sense, my head hurts” sohyun sighs, bringing her hands to massage her temples.

“it just feels too forced, you know? I mean its not like he is all up in my business at school either. that’s just how it is” you shrug, not seeing an issue.

“well do you like him?” she suddenly asks, causing you to widen your eyes, not believing the words that left her mouth. did you like jisung? or was he just someone who always happened to be there for you?

“n-no, I mean i-i don’t know” you softly admit, watching as sohyun’s face turns to a frown.

“personally, I haven’t seen you this happy to be talking to a guy before, you should give him a chance” she smiles at you, pulling you into class. as you entered the room, your eyes met jisung’s. he shot you a kind grin, refraining from waving to you, incase it drew any unnecessary attention. you walked by his desk, whispering a quick, ‘hey jisung’ before you went to sit in your own seat infront of him. he couldn’t wipe the silly grin off his face, all you did was acknowledge him at school, it wasn’t like you confessed your love for him. but that was the effect you had on park jisung. he was whipped.

//

it was a cold friday night, as usual, jisung was waiting for you at the store. the clock struck ten, but there was no sign of you.

‘maybe you’re just running late’ he shrugged to himself.

but then it was 10:15.

you were never more than two minutes late, max. he started getting worried, pulling out his phone to message you.

sungie: hey, where are you? are you okay?

[read 10:16pm]

but no response.

jisung didn��t know why this was affecting him so much. you wouldn’t just ignore him like this. jisung was never the type to make such rash decisions, but something came over him. he packed some snacks in his backpack, and closed the store early before hopping on his bike. he peddled and peddled, one destination in mind.

you were laying in your bed, tears staining your cheeks. the yelling and fighting had stopped, because your dad walked out. you were a wreck, keeping everything to yourself.

your thoughts were interrupted when you heard rusting outside your window.

it was probably an animal, you thought. but then your phone dinged,

sungie: hey so i’m kinda outside your window and it’s freezing so please let me in

you shot up from your bed, moving over to your window where a bundled up jisung stood, waving gently. you quickly opened your window, pulling him inside.

“what are you doing here? are you crazy?” you scolded him, closing your window after he made it into your room.

“you didn’t show up, i didn’t think you’d ditch me like that” he grunted softly, standing in front of you. he was going to continue to ask you questions, but he noticed how your eyes were puffy and your cheeks were wet.

“what happened?” he muttered, hands reaching your shoulders, softly rubbing them.

“he left us, sung” you sobbed, jisung immediately pulled you into his chest. you wrapped your arms around his torso, jisung radiated so much warmth to you.

“it’s going to be okay, you have me here” jisung mumbled into your hair, wanting nothing more but to make your pain go away.

“t-thankyou” you managed to let out, moving your head to look up at him. you had never been this close to him before. his lips were so beautiful, his cheeks so full. his eyes glistening as he comforted you.

there was a split second where you genuinely believed that park jisung could be the one for you. but were you the one for him?

he didn’t say anything more to you, only wanting to hold you for as long as he could.

“you’re gorgeous” he whispered to you, causing you to freeze up in his grip. you could barely make out any coherent words, overwhelmed by the sweet compliment.

“this is probably a bad time to bring this up again, but you remember how you asked me if i’d ever been inlove, and i said no?” jisung started, pulling you to sit next to him on your bed. you cautiously lowered yourself, so that your shoulders brushed up against his.

you nodded at his words, unsure of where he where going with this.

“well i think i am now” he admitted, catching you off guard.

“w-what? w-who?” you stammered, playing with your fingers, waiting for him to continue.

“the girl who comes to the convenience store at 10pm every night. she’s really amazing. she always buys the same packet of honey soy chicken chips, and we share them as we talk about anything and everything” jisung looked over at you, noticing your eyes begin to water again,

“she’s so passionate, caring, smart and beautiful. even though she doesn’t really acknowledge me at school, talking to her almost every night makes up for it. i know she’s scared to fall inlove, but she’s everything i could ever want. i might just be a guy hopelessly pining for her but i think i’m inlove with her, so what should i do?” he smirked at you, wiping away a stray tear that left your eye. he moved closer to you, if that was even possible.

“you should definitely say it out loud to her first” you sniffled, grabbing into his hands, your thumbs brushing over his knuckles.

“i’m inlove with you” he whispered, only for you to hear.

“jisung, i would be a complete idiot if i said i wasn’t inlove with you too” you immediately responded, closing the gap between your lips, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

as you pulled away, jisung’s face started heating up.

“thank god, i would have been so embarrassed if you didn’t” you both chuckled softly, faces only inches apart.

“falling inlove with you doesn’t scare me, jisung. I’m grateful I found someone as amazing and understanding as you” you whispered to him, it was his turn to tear up.

“does this mean we can hang out at school now? i’d love to hang out with you during the daytime, it’s way too chilly at night nowadays and I don’t want you to catch a cold or anyth-“ you interrupt him with another kiss, his hands finding their way to cup your cheeks.

“okay so you can definitely do that if i keep rambling, i quite enjoy it actually” he smirks, moving his hands to hold yours.

“stay the night?” jisung’s face lit up followed by an enthusiastic nod. you smiled back at him, pulling you both down to lay in your bed. he held you close to his chest as you continued to talk about anything and everything, just like you did every single night.

and that’s how the boy at the convenience store became your first love.

[birdwonder]

Could I get life with the Bucci gang + Trish headcannons from after they defeated Diavolo? Like what do they do after they have freedom to do whatever they want now? Everyone lives AU of course because I miss my children 😔

|| i am a tumblr n00b who can not find a way to directly link my rules into my bio but i don’t take part 5 requests juuust yet. BUT. i have been wanting to write for part 5 so i’ll probably make an exception for you, lovely anon, and do some headcanons/fics i’m able to do in the future, until i’ve finished Golden wind ~! also - you hit my feels man.

 i made them s/o related bc i’m so used to them that i didn’t realise that the request wasn’t specified for that :,) 

Bucci Gang | Happy Ending Headcanons 

Bruno Bucciarati 

- God, he wants nothing more than to finally have some peace and quiet. Remaining in the mafia isn’t even the least of his concerns, instead he wants to know what you want. Whether you joined him on his journey to take down Diavolo or not didn’t matter as he knew that either way, the stress of him dying and you being tangled up in his mess would have been enough to cause premature grey hairs.

- Even if he does return to the mafia as a Capo, he wants a vacation, just perhaps not somewhere in Italy. With Giorno’s new status, and his own being fairly high ranking, he has the funds to take you somewhere away from any gangs and drama. His first idea would be a holiday island so the two of you can relax on the beach and feel the cool water from the pool washing away all the anxieties you once had; a couple spa day would not be out of the question.

- A change in scenery such as a cold country wouldn’t be too bad either, though he feels like the preparation for that would be a little harder as he doesn’t own many winter clothes.

- During the holiday, the two of you would spend every evening in a 5-star restaurant, dining in front of the sunset with joy in your hearts. On your final night of your stay, Bruno seems to be the happiest he’s ever been the whole trip and you can only assume that the effects of taking a break had finally worked on him. “It’s so nice to see you smiling, amore,” you tell him, resting your hand over his own on the clothed table.

- “It’s all thanks to you, [F/N],” Bruno softly explains, standing up while taking your hand into his own, glancing at the slowly falling sun. “I feel like I’ve been through Hell and back, and yet every moment with you so far has been Heaven.” Your heart melts at his words, eyes softening when he turns to look at you. “I’ve risked everything ever since my father died, and it’s made me realise how short life can truly be…”

- You can only gasp when he lowers himself to a single knee, one hand intertwined with your’s and another holding a small, velvet box with a ring fit for you. “I want to cherish every day, hour and second with you, amore. Will you marry me?”

- Whether you say yes or no, he respects your decision and makes it his goal to enjoy ever last day with you in a beautiful house. He still works alongside Giorno and his gang, but never once steps into a fight or situation without you and both of your safeties in mind.

Leone Abbachio

- He needs a drink, and bad. Yet, you stop him and instead force him into your arms on a couch and hold him until you’re crying tears of joy that it’s all over and even he’s close to shedding one or two; his face buried into the top of your head and muttering that he’s so grateful he hasn’t lost you.

- From there, his need to live for something or someone changes. His goal is no longer to be on hand and knee for an authority, but to be with you.

- His loyalty to Bucciarati remains, especially when they had been through so much together, yet much like his friend, he takes things easier. Leone’s mood is not as bitter as it once was and he softens every time he comes home from work to see you waiting for him or you return from your own occupation - both of you ready for some serious intimacy.

- If you’re apart of the mafia, he might pressure you to leave and live easy with his support, but he knows that you’d have to be pretty hard-headed to join the Passione, so leaving won’t be easy.

- After a year or so since the Diavolo incident he’d really want to settle down. Officially, the two of you would be living together by now but the house is just too quiet, which says a lot for such a silent, kept to himself man. During dinner one day, his cheeks are flushed red and he can’t even bring himself to eat or look at you. Worried that you’ve done something wrong, you ask what was causing this mood and the response of “I want children,” makes your fork drop to the floor.

- It’s entirely up to you if you both have children but if you do want to start a family, he’ll be overjoyed. He wants to commit to you and a rugrat or more. After all the shit he’s been through, having the ideal happy family dream is everything he could want. Also, he’d be an incredible father and husband. Nothing comes before his family, not even a mission. 

Pannacotta Fugo

- oh shit oh fuck he’s lost. what does he do?

- There’s a good chance he hasn’t announced his love for you yet, so that’s probably the first thing on his to-do list. He knows he shouldn’t wait for life to take it’s course anymore and that he knows to be with you. Sooo, with pure fear, he pulls you aside and yells out that he loves you and starts to ramble that it’s ok if you don’t feel the same. You shut him up with a kiss and tell him you feel the same.

- After that, he has no real plans. It’s ironic seeing as he’s a strategist who has everything planned out, but he doesn’t have much in mind. Would he stay in Passione? Maybe, maybe not. Fugo has realised that he’s missed so many opportunities when it comes to his education and that he could be using his high IQ for something good, yet he knows no where could handle his anger issues quite like Bucciarati and the others could; aside from you.

- He’s young still, so marriage and a settled life style is too early however he still wants to be with you a lot more. As awkward as they may be at first, Fugo takes you on many dates and makes sure they all end with him shyly telling you that he loves you.

- If he keeps up working with the Passione, he continues to mentor Narancia for sure. Still just as aggressively if the poor boy gets anything wrong.

- Might try to practice using Purple Haze in a way that doesn’t affect the others around him. After all, if he can’t develop himself academically in a educational field, then he wants to grow in other ways. His anger issues and reluctance to use his stand? He wants them gone, or at least manageable to a satisfactory level. Fugo knows it won’t happen quickly or maybe at all, though that doesn’t stop his efforts.

Narancia Ghirga

- He’s going to go to school, baby !!

- And you’re coming with him, whether you were already in it or not. He’s going to become smarter and at least try to experience a portion of a normal growing up experience with your’s and Fugo’s support. Both you and the strawberry man will be begged for tutoring, to which there’s no hesitation for agreeing.

- Narancia is so happy that the whole mess is over and takes you into his arms, kissing you at least hundreds of times, telling you in-between each kiss that he loves you and that he can’t wait to go back to how things were. “I (mwah) love (mwah) you (mwah) so so so (mwah) much! We’re going to (mwah) kick back and relax (mwah) and watch all our favourite movies and (mwah) eat all our favourite foods!” “Narancia, stOoOoP!”

- You don’t have a choice in the matter when it comes to sticking by him. You both are going to live free and happy, with no cares aside from homework and upcoming tests. 

- He’ll probably stay in Passione but makes time for school. It’d be a waste to not use Lil’ Bomber/Aerosmith and he wants to stay close to his gang until forever.

- Celebratory torture dance anyone?

Guido Mista 

- Both he and his sex pistols are all over you once they realise that you’re all free from the gruelling mission. His hands are under your arms and he picks you up, swinging you around with so much cheer that hearing anything but his joyous yells of, “we did it!” is impossible. At the same time, his sex pistols are crawling up your arms and towards your face, hugging your neck and face with their own mini cheers of victory. Eventually, they each place an individual kiss on your cheek while Mista plants his own right onto your lips.

- He sticks with the Passione as Giorno’s right hand man, living in the joy of being a top dog and working alongside his friends. With all that they sacrificed, he’s enjoying everything that he does.

- Much like Fugo, he feels as though he’s still too young to marry or start a family immediately. Instead, he helps set you up with your own job and visits you every lunch break to spend time together. If you’re in the mafia, he begs Giorno to let you work alongside him, which was probably the new Don’s plan from the get-go, otherwise he visits wherever you work whenever he can. If he doesn’t have the time, he’ll text you with a cute image of him at work to which you reply with your own.

- Oh, even without starting the family, Mista’s mini stands definitely act like you’re their mother. Everytime they see you it’s constant cries for food and attention, and sometimes they can only be calmed down by your affection, not even Mista can make them work well without them at least seeing you recently. Suppose that’s all apart of a stand being the true nature of a person. 

- Mista likes to spend his new raise in pay on himself and you. More rented movies, more lavish items, tons of gifts and bouquets that you insist you don’t need! 

- You guys would probably move in together just because he likes coming home to you and telling you about his day, or seeing your smile after doing nothing but stand around next to Giorno. He’ll lie at first and say it’s for the sake of controlling his sex pistols because they can’t get enough of you. 

Giorno Giovanna 

- Aw yeah, who’s head bitch now? This guy.

- He works day and night to make sure his dream becomes a true reality, not letting the opportunity that his gang members and you have given him by risking your lives by even associating with him. 

- Giorno’s head is in the game and he hits the floor running as soon as he’s the new boss, not wasting any time in claiming land and setting people straight with his new rules. 

- This leaves you a little down in the dumps. After all that, and he still wants to work… It’s only right that you grab him by the face and tell him that he deserves at least some sort of a break, preferably with you.

- Realising that he really does, and so do you, he complies by having at least a week of resting, eating fine food and doing whatever you want as money was no longer an object to him.

- Mafia or not, you’re his right hand aside from Mista and the others. He’s had a bad day or really doesn’t know what to do with all the work he has? You swoop in and relax him, telling him that it’ll be ok and suggesting ways that he could deal with things. 

- Mista jokes by saying you’re like his secretary like in those cheesy romantic movies and you come in the next day in a formal, assistant like outfit and Giorno’s heart stops. All and every ‘appointment’ for that day is cancelled.

- “I’m so proud of you Giorno, you got what you wanted.” You tell him, brushing a hand through his hair. “The love of my life and a fulfilled dream? Definitely, amore.” 

Trish Una

- She’ll probably want to stick by the you and the Bucci Gang since you all supported her so much. Plus, she wants to improve on using her stand, especially if it’s for good.

- The two of you are glad to be together and spoil yourselves rotten with a shopping trip and a long spa day or two. You spend a lot of hours hugging and comforting her as she definitely breaks down in tears after all she’s been through has caught up. Even if she tries in front of the others, she can’t hide the stress that’s been hitting a rubbery wall and waiting to break through.

- If you cry too, she’ll laugh and say “look at us. Aren’t we just the perfect mess?”

- She isn’t really sure about how or where she wants to live though she wants to see you a lot, maybe not 24/7 just yet but at least close to where you live. If you do end up living together, she’ll enjoy it all the same but will make sure she works hard or longer outside of the home so coming back to see you is a breath of fresh air. 

- Trish would want to have a committed, set life after all the bumps she’s had before. She knows who she is now, so from here on she’s going to be finding new parts of herself. From finding new hobbies and interests to doing some exploring across Italy and maybe the world, she really wants to come to terms with herself. 

[gothamslittlejester]

Arthur Fleck x artist!Reader (+doing his makeup)

@jokersdoll​ Requested: hihi- so request- HEAR ME OUT, I PROMISE IT'LL BE GOOD hi can i, we, get HC's for Arthur having a smol girlfriend, or a artist (like she can do his lil clown makeup every morning :3?)

I got carried away, forgive me :’O)

Arthur adores how passionate and creative you are, and although he’s shy to admit it, he hopes that some of that passion rubs on to him as well

He likes the way you look when you focus on your work. Whether your face is scrunched in concentration, eyebrows furrowed deep in thought, or your just peacefully letting your hands do the work for you, Arthur is stuck in a trance

Arthur will without a doubt place your artwork around the apartment, beaming with pride every time he passes by them

Seeing you pursue your dreams so confidently encourages him to the same with his stand-up

Will absolutely let you do his makeup for him. In fact, the first time you asked him if you could will forever be ingrained in your memory…

In the corner of your eye, you saw Arthur plop himself on the couch tiredly, groaning as all his joints popped in protest. Finally, the both of you had a day off together for the first time in weeks, and you had your boyfriend all to yourself.

You smiled fondly in his direction, thinking about how hard he worked to provide for the both of you without wanting anything in return, except your love and company. He was selfless, and supportive of everything you did, something many people in your life weren’t.

I wonder if his shoulders need a massage, you thought to yourself, a smirk slowly spreading across your face. Or perhaps, a full body massage..

Legs bouncing with anticipation, you were about to get up and join Arthur on the couch and surprise him with some good ol’ tender loving care, until a faint rustling sound snapped you out of your plan.

Pin-pointing the source of the sound, you noticed Arthur had reached into his work-bag and was beginning to place a few things on the coffee table. Peering over his shoulder from a distance, you realized he had taken out his paint set and a few of his brushes.

Absentmindedly, he began tracing them between his fingers.

You hadn’t been together with Arthur for very long, but you had seen him apply his clown paint very early into the relationship, and then a hundred more times since then. Generally he’d do it at Hoyt’s, but many times he’d quickly do it at home so he didn’t have to spend any longer at that dreaded place and be forced to make small talk. At first, he was nervous that you would find it weird, or God forbid you were scared of clowns, but you quickly reassured him you had no problems, red nose and all.  If anything, from the very first time you saw him paint his face, you’ve wanted to do it for him. You tried not to be too creepy when he put his makeup on, but you couldn’t help it- your eyes would dart to every flick of his hand and swipe of his brush, until you memorized every single step of his routine. You’ve dreamed of asking him to let you take a shot at it too, but you always panicked last second, never knowing if it was the right time. Until now.

He still hadn’t noticed you standing behind him yet.

Captivated, you slowly began to tip-toe even closer. He was singing a tune to himself that you thought was perhaps a Frank Sinatra song, and all in all seemed to be in a content mood.

It was now or never. Gathering up all your courage, you pushed back your childish nervousness and decided to ask him what’s been on your mind for weeks.

“Can I do your makeup?” You blurted out excitedly, eyes shining in hope.

Arthur jumped at how close your voice was and whipped around to look at you. “What?”

“Can I do your makeup?” You ask again, your sheepish smile never leaving your face.

“Oh,” he says, completely caught of guard. His heart was still fluttering in his chest from being jumpscared like that, his mind running a mile a minute. He had to replay your request a few times in his head before he actually understood it properly, and then he had to replay it a few more times, unsure why you were asking in the first place.

It’s not that he didn’t want you to- although he never mentioned it he always noticed when you stared- he just wasn’t expecting you to want to. Now that he thought about it though, he wanted you to do it for him very, very much.

Outwardly though, Arthur still hadn’t said a word, or moved an inch. You took his silence for distaste and quickly began to justify yourself.

“It’s just, I love the way you do it and the colors you use, and how beautiful you look in the end.” You explain rapidly, biting your lip. “I’ve wanted to try doing it on you for a while… only if you let me though!”

Your eyes were trained on the ground shyly, not knowing how he would react. You waited a second, then two, then ten. Still silence. You began to fidget, not being able to take the suspense anymore. Quickly, you decided to take a quick peak up at him through your lashes.

He was beaming. His smile was so big it took up half his face, and his eyes were shining with so much happiness it nearly caught you off guard. Without a word, he pushed all his supplies in your direction and motioned for you to begin.

“My face is all yours,” He said, his smile never leaving his face.

You practically vaulted yourself over the couch.

…

“You’re incredible,” he whispers, looking at you in utter awe, before looking back at the clown in his reflection. The colors, the placements, the lines- they were all done exactly right. Five minutes after the dramatic reveal and he was still admiring your work in the bathroom mirror.

It had taken you about an hour to get everything done to perfection, purposely taking your time to get everything correct and looking flawless. All you had beside the brushes and paint were your memory and your talent, and you desperately hoped it was enough.

Judging by Arthur’s reaction, you grinned knowing that it was.

“I wish I was as artistic as you.” He mumbled to himself, completely catching you off guard.

“Baby, you’re an artist too!” You exclaim in shock, thinking of how smoothly his paintbrush glides over his face everytime he puts on his clown paint. So much of the inspiration behind your newest pieces comes from him, even if he doesn’t realize it.

He cocked his head to the side in confusion. “ I… I am?”

“Of course!” You start in disbelief, grabbing his hands in yours. How could he not see what you see?

“Arthur… the colors you use when you put on your face paint, the shapes you chose to frame your features, the ease in which you paint it on? It’s so natural to you that you don’t even realize. Not everyone can do that! You’re so talented, love.”

You can’t help but smile at him, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. “You’re my inspiration, Arthur. If anything, I wish I was as talented as you.”

He didn’t know whether it was the sudden bombarding of compliments or the love in your eyes that made him start to cry, but before he knew it happy tears started to cascade down his face, taking some of the makeup with them. You would have thought he was upset if it weren’t for the huge smile plastered across his face.

You giggle dotingly and try to catch all the tears before they ruin too much of the paint, but he just laughs- an abrupt and disbelieving sound- and shakes his head. There was no need to try and preserve it. He’ll let you do his makeup for him again, again and again, as many more times as you want. He was all yours.

[writingbakery]

Happy Halloween, You’re The Only Sugar I Need

[i didn’t have a lot of time to come up with halloween ideas, so have these cute lil hc’s about what it would be like to trick or treat with the bnha babies!💓]

*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ

Izuku Midoriya

did someone say couple costumes?

plans his costume out in july, and has it perfect by august

he knows all the best routes and houses like the back of his hand - nothing but full size candy bars for his baby (you💓) duh!

no haunted houses for him, he just wants to hold your hand as you walk through the neighborhood

he’s the most fair when it comes to candy negotiations, offering up two skittles bags for one set of jelly chew jolly ranchers and making sure the butterfingers were evenly divided

since he’s an expert on trick or treating (your words not his, he blushes for a full thirty minutes after you tell him) you’re both home fairly early, only out a little under an hour

which means: halloween jammies, takeout, and all your halloween candy piled up on the table while you watch spooky godmother together <3

and perhaps there’s a heated makeout session that ends with your hands down the front of his onesie ;)

Katsuki Bakugo

he always wants to go as something horrifically extra - he pretends it’s all your idea, but you know he’s been pinterest scrolling it for a solid month

his goal is quantity over quality here; the more candy he has the better, so you’re both hitting every neighborhood till the streetlights flicker on

he also wants to do every “haunted house” he spots along the way, dragging you in to suffer with him

he likes the spook

you’re out the latest, but it’s still fun - mainly because you’d convinced him to piggy back carry you home after

he’s fair but strict in his candy negotiations - he won’t let you cheat him out of a full sized kitkat bar just because you’re adorable his s/o. he requires at least three kisses and two mini crunch bars in exchange

you watch endless slasher films and bad horror classics, and cuddle under the biggest fluffiest blanket you own

somewhere during the “scary movie” series he’s got you pinned, kissing a hot trail up your neck and there goes the movie session ;)

Hanta Sero

hanta 1000% wants to do meme couple costumes, and you’re whipped for his smile, so-

plans his costume out a while back, but procrastinates getting it together until two days before (and yet, it still looks amazing?)

doesn’t really have a route or plan in mind, he just wants to wander around holding hands and kissing every time you see a pumpkin (like punch buggy but sweeter <3)

he’s honestly probably the most confusing with his candy negotiations - “how does a mini snickers and a bag of pretzels equal a york patty, hanta?”

the boy has weird candy tastes but you love him anyways

you’re out a decent amount of time, a little over an hour & change

he wants to watch every cult classic horror film ever, so prepare not to sleep

halfway through he’s too busy smiling with his tongue in your mouth though, so its a win in your book ;)

Hitoshi Shinso

hitoshi always wants to go as some super obscure film or literary pair

he’s not too early in his planning, or too late. he finishes his costume with time to spare but he doesn’t rush, either

he’s not keen on being out too late but he indulges you for a bit, sneaking kisses here and there

he’s not big on candy either, so he ends up giving you most of his basket anyway - although there’s certain things he won’t part with.

“you’re serious? i cant even have one?”

“no. all the reese’s cups are mine, & that’s final.”

you’ll get smooches because he feels bad

you’ll spend the rest of the evening with your head on his chest, listening to him read you Poe snuggled under a blanket with tea.

and halfway through lady ligeria his hands will creep up the back of your sweater, and suddenly you’re doing much more kissing than reading ;)

Yaoyorozu Momo

momo definitely wants to do something elegant and fancy with you for costumes

she gets everything tailored and ready weeks in advance, duh

momo’s house is the one giving out full sized candy bars, so is trick or treating even necessary? yes it is

you spend about an hour giggling and sharing a candy basket, everyone awwing over the pair of you

there’s no candy negotiations because you share <3

you play board games with the charlie brown halloween special in the background

she wins every time that girl’s a menace

“since i’ve won twenty four of our twenty six games, i’ll be claiming my prize now.”

her prize is kissing you senseless on the floor, smiling into each other’s mouths with wandering hands ;)

Tsuyu Asui

dorky costumes? dorky costumes. think dorothy and the tin man, but cute

she plans both your costumes in advance cause she’s just that amazing

you’re out almost as late as possible only because tsu gets excited everytime she sees a decorated house and you’re soft for her

candy negotiations with her are tough; she plays hard to please and you both like too many of the same candies

you end up sharing anyways

halloween movies with tsu are a big mess of funny to scary to animated to wholesome - she loves all of them and you love her, so you’re watching everything

you’re cuddled up in a blanket fort, snuggled into a heap of blankets and it’s so comfortable that you almost fall asleep halfway through poltergeist

until tsuyu starts kissing her way up the sensitive skin of your back, and suddenly kissing is the only thing on your mind ;)

Ojiro Mashirao

he always wants to do a cutesy/romantic couples costume, he’s your prince charming without fail

the two of you work on your costumes together well before halloween - he calls it couple bonding like the cutie he is

you’re not out too late, mostly because you have too many activities planned for when you’re back home

there is no candy negotiation with ojiro; he gives you your favorites and steals your pretzels and m&m’s without a word

you carve pumpkins even though you already have six, make candy apples, and finally snuggle together on the couch to watch some cheesy halloween hallmark specials

he makes you both hot chocolate with plenty of mini marshmallows <3

by the end of the second sappy film you’re licking the chocolate out of his mouth, and he’s only complaining a little

“but (y/n), she’s about to leave it all behind for the lovestruck farmer!”

Eijiro Kirishima

kiri loves halloween, so he’ll gladly be the counterpart to any costume you choose

he’s definitely a procrastinator though, only finishing it the day of

he’s so excited and hyper that you spend nearly two hours trick or treating, being dragged by holding hands with kiri as he marvels at the tiniest of things

he’s the worst at candy negotiations - he’s so soft for you that he’d give you anything you asked, and he’s a sucker for all types of candy so he’s way too easy to please

“sure baby, you can have my crunch bar and my twix for the nerds.”

“eiji those are both full size candy bars-“

“so?”

he wants to watch the scariest of movies because he’s manly, of course, and he promises to protect you from anything too frightening

he ends up curled into your arms, peering at the screen through his fingers and you’re trying really hard not to laugh

distractions come in the form of kisses, though, and soon he’s too busy nipping at the son of your neck to pay attention to the terrifying film ;)

Tamaki Amajiki

tamaki definitely wants to do cheesy pop culture costumes with you - he spends most of his time reading or watching it

his nerves about the whole thing make him finish his costume way too early, but it’s cute

once he’s in costume though, he gains a sort of confidence - he’s somebody who’s not him for a little while, and he boldly holds your hands and kisses your cheek as you wander

tamaki loves candy, so negotiations are difficult - but he loves you a lot more, so he parts with some of his precious stash

you decide on reading scary stories to each other, sitting with your back against his chest in the big armchair, by the fireplace

it’s warm and cozy and you could almost fall asleep like this, until tamaki’s voice wavers as you shift in his lap

the book is quickly forgotten about as you make out softly, and maybe the costume gets a little shredded. oops ;)

Mirio Togata

mirio will literally dress up as anything as long as you match with him

he insists you plan together, takes all of your thoughts into consideration; this is a team effort!

he doesn’t want to be out too late but he can’t help himself, he wants to show you everything

plus he keeps running into people he knows and he wants to show you off

he splits all his candy evenly with you; you’re his baby, he’d give you his kidney if you asked

he’s one for paranormal movies, he gets so wrapped up in the plotlines it’s almost funny

“okay but if i were a ghost, i’d haunt people in the fun way. like, we’d play games or something.”

“you’d make a very nice ghost, babe.”

he gets so caught up in the movies though that he doesn’t even realize when you pounce, tickling him to draw his attention again

it quickly turns from tickles to kisses and kisses to nibbles and suddenly he’s not thinking about ghosts at all ;)

Nejire Hado

the poor baby’s so excited she can’t even choose a costume, so you end up deciding

she’s very involved in the process though, helping out any way she can

trick or treating with nejire is like going with a hyperactive six year old, but it’s adorable. she drags you around for hours

“look! that pumpkins as big as my head! let’s take a picture!”

she’s a candy addict, good luck trying to negotiate any sort of trade. she steals yours when you aren’t looking

you totally notice but you indulge her

you’re watching a movie, making cookies, and playing a board game all at once when you get home

she’s so excited she can’t even sit still, bouncing from activity to activity until you give up and pull her in for a kiss

you get so distracted you forget all about the cookies ;)

“NO! MY PRECIOUS SUGAR PUMPKIN BABIES!”

Uraraka Ochaco

she’s had your costumes planned since last halloween

“but we’ve only been dating four mo-“

“shush and try this on.”

she’s running around the neighborhood with you for hours, isn’t even tired

another big candy thief, shamelessly digging in your basket but she’s cute so you allow it

wants to watch all the sappy halloween movies and compare you guys to the main characters

“that’s so us, oh my god.”

“he’s a baker. and she’s in real estate.”

“it’s us!! im the baker though.”

drinking lots of spiced cider and giving out leftover candy to the few stragglers, she’s got a soft spot for them

lots of cheesy, silly kisses as you cuddle

she’s easily distracted though, kissing down your cheek to your jaw, neck and oops! the movies long forgotten ;)

Denki Kaminari

another meme costumer, but he also wants to look cool. it’s a tricky balance

he keeps putting off getting his costume together, and then he forgets, and then he’s calling you frantic the night before for assistance

he’s a little more relaxed as you walk through the neighborhood, but that’s only because he’s waiting for everyone to discover the pranks he’d set up beforehand

needless to say, trick or treating ends early before he can be murdered

denki’s a candy whore, but he’s willing to make negotiations with you as long as he gets kisses out of it - which you take advantage of to get all his good stuff

you’re curled up together watching nightmare before christmas, a tradition between you because you’d argued for a week straight about whether it was a halloween or christmas movie

the compromise is that you watch it on both holidays

he gets bored after twenty minutes though, restless like always and before you know it he’s kissing wherever he can reach

the movie’s ignored for the rest of the night as the pair of you kiss and giggle and get a little carried away ;)

Mina Ashido

she’s all over the place with her planning but she definitely wants to do something complicated - she loves going all out!

she needs your help to stay on task but your costumes are finished in a decent enough amount of time

first you’re trick or treating, then you’re pulling pranks with denki, then you’re chasing the neighborhood kids around in a silly game of tag - you’re doing so much that you don’t even realize how late it’s gotten

at home she’s still got all that wild excited energy so you make pumpkin pie together despite the hour, making stupid jokes and flicking flour at one another

“if this sticks in my hair you’re dead, (y/n)!”

“love you too, princess.”

somewhere between baking and eating the pie you start making out against the counter, and there’s definitely flour handprints all over the both of you ;)

Mezo Shoji

shoji likes halloween, but he lets you pick out the costumes - he wants you to have a good time!

he’s very helpful throughout the entire process of getting the costumes ready, and you’re done in no time

he lets you drag him all around, using the majority of his arms to carry extra candy baskets - it’s not cheating the system because everyone thinks it’s part of his costume, and there’s six times as much candy now!

he gives the majority of it to you once you’re home again to see you smile - it has been his plan all along to drown you in excess candy, and you’re not complaining

he gets an equal amount of kisses in return

you spend the evening helping the local kids collect as much candy as they can, and shouji makes it his job to escort all the children that are scared up to every house so they don’t miss out

he gets a whole lot more than kisses for that, but who can blame you? your boyfriend was just too sweet for his own good

“i think you’re the only sugar i need, (y/n).”

“you flirt. kiss me again.” ;)

Tokoyami Fumikage

whenever halloween comes around, he goes big. all out. ridiculously detailed, amazing costumes

you help as much as you can, but he’s in his element; he handles most of it himself

his excitement isn’t obvious, but you can see it in the way he slightly pulls you along as you wander. it’s downright adorable

dark shadow is also having the time of his life, popping up to make snarky comments at passrersby and steal candy whenever possible

“god, did she pull that costume off of last years clearance rack?”

“dark shadow, enough.”

he’s not wrong though

candy negotiations are done through dark shadow - your boyfriend would’ve given you all the good stuff without questioning it, and his counterpart can’t have that

you end up sitting outside to watch the stars, tokoyami cuddled into your chest and all it takes is a few well placed kisses to his plumage to have dark shadow sweep you up and take you right inside for some evening fun ;)

[i tried to write as many as i could, i hope you all enjoy bbs! happy halloween 🎃 🧡]

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Stray Kids as Love Languages

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Author's Note: I was just reading some of @chocolvte​ ‘s work and I was on their Jaehyun as a boyfriend headcanon and it mentioned his love language being acts of service so I got inspired to write this instead of doing my digital painting assignment like I should be. If you guys have never read that blog before, PLEASE do yourself a favor and check it out, it’s one of my favorites, they have THE softest and cutest content, reading it is like getting a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek. 

Genre: fluff 

Word-Count: 2.8K+ 

You are on: Gaia, a dwarf planet 

Bang Chan | Christopher Bang 

Giving: Physical Touch

Chan is one of the touchiest people I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I, honestly, don’t even think he realizes just how touchy he is with the members. It’s not even just in the form of traditional things like hugging and cheek kisses, it can be as simple as running his hands through your hair or putting his hand on your knee, Chris just has to have SOME type of physical contact with the people he cares about. I honestly don’t even have an explanation as to why he seems to have this pathological need to touch people, half of the time it just seems like something he does to keep his hands busy. But Channie has to feel relatively comfortable with not only the people but also the environment for him to do it. Like, I notice he keeps his hands to himself almost completely when they’re at interviews, award shows, etc. But if they’re on Vlive or at a concert where it’s just STAY and he feels comfortable then he turns into an octopus. So there’s probably some small type of intimacy behind it. If you’re with Chan, you will probably never sit on a seat again, just his lap. You’re gonna be his cuddle buddy, hold his hand when you go to the mall, get your forehead and cheeks kissed constantly. You’ll end up being quite used to the feeling of his hands SOMEWHERE on you and it will probably end up being really comforting to you, leaving you feeling almost naked when he isn’t there to be touching you.

Receiving: Quality Time

This is quite ironic because Chan’s the one with the busy schedule in the relationship, but maybe that reason makes it make even more sense for him to value spending time with you so much. Chan values both types of quality time, the time where you’re both doing your own thing in the same room, feeding off each other’s presence, and the type where you get rid of the phone, Netflix, and all other distractions to just focus on each other. If you REALLY want to make his heart flutter, move your schedule around to fit in time to see him. He won’t want you to blow off responsibilities for him or make your life revolve around him or anything like that. But it will warm his heart to see you racing into the JYP building on what is supposed to be your break, just to have fifteen minutes with him. He likes knowing that he’s important to you and that you like being with him so much that you’re willing to shift things around a little to find time in the day to see him. And don’t fret, despite how busy he is, he WILL do the same for you, his lil angel.

Woojin

Giving: Acts of Service

Woojin is almost as good as Minho when it comes to acts of service. They don’t come quite as naturally to him as Minho, but if anything, that makes it even more endearing. Woojin wants to make your life easier, make you as happy as you’ve made him. So even though he’s not used to it at first, he’s determined to do all the little acts of service until it becomes second nature. He wants you to associate him with happiness and stability, wants you to feel really warm whenever you see some small act that he’s performed that helps you throughout your busy day,

Receiving: Quality Time

Woojin will love any efforts made to spend quality time with him. And while he does appreciate the kind of quality time in which you both are doing separate things in each other’s presence, what really gets his uwus going is when it’s nothing but you two and some soft background music. He loves just talking to you, loves having the kind of connection where hours can go by with you two just carrying on a conversation and it not getting boring.

Lee Know | Lee Minho

Giving: Acts of Service

Minho is going to be the undisputed KING of the acts of service love language. You are ALWAYS on his mind, and since it’s in Minho’s nature to pay close attention to his loved ones, their schedules, their interests, their personalities and habits, it’s only second-nature for him to just start unconsciously doing things for you. When you wake up, even though Minho’s already left for practice, you’ll see that he’s already set out your favorite pair of fluffy socks for you to wear and put your breakfast on the nightstand beside you. He’ll pick up any prescriptions you might have and learns all your favorite recipes. He SOMEHOW always squeezes in time in his busy schedule to make you snacks, delicious cookies and sweets that are always warm when you eat them. He always fills up a water bottle and reminds you to stay hydrated, always stays abreast of your schedule so he can pick you up from appointments if they’re in shady areas. He finds a way to fit himself into every area of your life and you can’t even picture being without him anymore, because all those little things add up and even though he has such a stressful schedule, he makes your life SO much easier.

Receiving: Words of Affirmation

This might seem hard to believe for some of you, but I get the feeling that words of affirmation really do it for Minho. He won’t ever really let you know, but it really soothes his spirit whenever you give him even the smallest of compliments. If you ever want to repay him for all the things he does for you, just compliment him! He loves to hear how much you loved something he cooked, how handsome he looked today, how good his outfit was, how thoughtful he is for doing such and such, how good he performed, etc. You can compliment him on pretty much anything and he’ll love it. Minho has a nature where he does a lot for others without expecting much in return and that can wear you down over time, especially when it goes unnoticed. Let him know that you notice and adore everything he does and he’ll be a blushing mess, giggling as he sweeps you into his arms and presses little kisses all over your face.

Changbin

Giving: Gifts

I think I’ve mentioned it before somewhere on this blog, but this is an underrated love language. Changbin is, in no way, trying to buy your affections. On the contrary, most of the gifts he gives aren’t even that grand. Like Minho, Changbin finds his mind filled with you often. So, it’s a common occurrence for him to be on tour and see something that reminds him of you. Sometimes they’re snow globes, sometimes their little figurines, sometimes it’s a cheesy tourist t-shirt, sometimes it might even be a weirdly patterned towel. But everytime he gives ou something, he’ll have the same sheepish look and downcast eyes as he hands it to you and mumbles, “I was thinking about you and thought you would like it.” And even though your relationship has a healthy amount of teasing, you never tease him for the things he brings you, no matter how random they are, because you know that he’s really shy about them, but also really sincere. It will make his heart skip a beat whenever he goes into a room of your apartment/house and sees something he got ou being displayed or put to good use.

Receiving: Acts of Service

Binnie Binnie Changbinnieeeee. It was hard for me to pin this one down for him. Originally, I was going to say acts of service and physical touch, but I think I’ve got it, hear me out. The first and foremost act of service Changbin appreciates is you letting him cling to you or you holding him. All the other little bits of skinship are great for him but not necessarily a requirement. Changbin will really appreciate the fact that you let him feel safe and secure by holding him tight or letting him cling onto your arm. You make him feel safe and he loves knowing that you might put up with the irritation of having this brawny man attached to you all the time, if it makes him feel better.

Hyunjin

Giving: Physical Touch

A t o u c h y boi. Hyunjin really values physical contact, we see how he is with the members. He’s going to constantly be all up in your face and he won’t even really be aware that he’s doing it. It’s so natural for him to pull you into his lap or give you back hugs, and kiss your cheek every couple hours. It’s like he has an internal battery that’s charged by physical contact with you. He doesn’t really think to say sweet things or bring you things all the time, but he loves touching you to remind you that he’s here and he’s yours and he absolutely adores you.

Receiving: Physical Touch

A v E rY t o u c h y boi. Hyunjin would probably be most compatible with someone who also shows their love through physical affection. He never refuses physical contact from the members, not even jokingly, and gets pouty whenever it’s taken away. This reassures him that he’s not bothering you with his touchiness and that you want to be with him just as much as he likes being with you. His heart flutters every time you pull him close or peck him on the lips. It makes his chest well up with emotion at the thought that you feel so much love for him that you can’t hold back from expressing it physically.

Han | Han Jisung

Giving: Physical Touch

Another touchy boii, but I feel like it’s in a very different way for very different reasons than Hyunjin. Where Hyunjin shows you a lot of physical affection in the form of cute little kisses and attention gestures, Jisung LOVES holding you. Mostly all of his physical affection comes in the form of holding you. He loves hugging you or holding your hand. You’re like a security blanket for him. He feels a stressful amount of anxiety throughout the day, whether it be about social outings, schedules, music, his family, and when he holds you, it makes everything feel alright. If he’s really stressed, he’ll bury his face in your neck and just inhale your scent. He trusts you to see this as a sign of his love, because how could you not coo over how safe and happy you make him feel?

Receiving: Physical Touch

Jisung would like for you to return the physical touches. He’s fine with whatever you want to do, kissing him, hugging him, holding his hand, squishing his ADORABLE lil cheeks when he eats, he literally doesn’t care as long as you’re touching him. He craves not only the security of your touch, but also the internal knowledge that you like him enough to want to touch him. He loves the idea that he’s desired enough by you for you to see out physical affection.

Felix

Giving: Quality Time and Giving Gifts

Felix is a giver, that’s for sure. You’re never going to feel like he doesn’t care. Between him trying to spend time with you and him giving you things, you’re probably going to be convinced that you’ve found the perfect man. Unlike Changbin, whose gifts are random and, oftentimes, can't even be explained by him, Felix’s gives mostly revolve around flowers, food, and couple items. The flowers won’t always be expensive, you can expect roses on special occasions, but most of the time, they’ll probably just be a small clump of wildflowers he saw at the park or a few baby’s breaths that reminded him of you. Food will be a recurring gift, from ice cream to hamburgers to bibimbap, Felix will make sure you have ample snacks to brighten your day. The couple items won’t really be anything obnoxious. It will most likely be things like complimenting rings or matching beanies or charm bracelets. Felix, like Jeongin, will also love spending time with you. You two are partners in crime, going almost everywhere together. To Felix, you’re like an extra limb, a very necessary part of him that he would really rather not be without and whenever people see one of you somewhere without the other, they will immediately wonder what’s wrong.

Receiving: Words of Affirmation

Felix, like Minho, will probably thrive on words of affirmation. This stems from multiple things; his elimination, his struggle to pick up Korean, having to pick up and move to a foreign culture and learn the culture, his insecurities about himself as an artist, his fear that he isn’t a good boyfriend because of how busy he is, the list goes on and on. Felix doesn’t want you to compliment him quite as much as Minho does, then he might think you’re lying, but he does want it quite often. He wants to hear verbally, in no uncertain terms, that he’s doing a great job and that you love him just the way he is.

Seungmin

Giving: Acts of Service

Another servant over here. Nah, jk, jk. Seungmin will probably have really incognito acts of service. Like seriously, you probably won’t ever notice. It’ll be sly stuff like always moving your shoes in the doorway so you won’t trip, always check to make sure you have an umbrella and spare tire in your car, putting tape on sharp corners of your furniture so you won’t bump into them and get hurt, always making sure things in your kitchen are on the bottom shelf, making sure your fridge is always stocked with relatively healthy essentials. Seungmin doesn’t even really expect for you to notice the things he does, but if you ever do, he’s going to blush really intensely and try to quickly skate over the topic, only shutting up when you plant a big kiss on his cheek that renders him incapable of speech for the next two hours.

Receiving: Physical Touch and Receiving Gifts

Seungmin is a bit complicated. He’s going to pretend like your skinship really annoys him, but, in truth, he thrives on it. I notice that with the members, he doesn’t really actively cuddle them much but they always do so to him and he looks pretty happy about it, even if he sometimes pretends otherwise, and it’ll be the same in your relationship. He appreciates being desired and sought after, likes seeing you work for his affection and knowing you value you it enough to do so. As for the gifts part, he won’t really want anything extravagant. He wants small, thoughtful gifts, getting him his favorite food at the end of a long week, getting him a backup charger in case he loses his, a wallet to carry his passport in that has his favorite superhero on it, that kind of stuff. He likes knowing that he’s on your mind as much as you’re on his.

I.N. | Yang Jeongin

Giving: Quality Time

Relationships are probably very new to Jeongin. He’s spent so much of his life just being completely devoted to his job that he probably doesn’t have much time for them. So he’s the type who probably still thinks its too nerve-wracking or embarrassing for you to cuddle him or say sweet words to him. We’ve all seen how he acts with the members. You’ll know Jeongin loves you by the sheer amount of time he spends in your presence. Jeongin is going to want to spend damn near every second with you. He just finds it so comfortable and easy to be around you. You bring out the best in him and make him feel like he can really be himself. You two will spend as much time as possible together laughing at memes, watching funny youtube videos, talking about conspiracy theories, and getting into trouble together. He may not be as touchy or silver-tongued as some of the other members, but you can bet that he’ll always be right beside you through thick and thin.

Receiving: Acts of Service

If you want to make Jeongin MELT, the key will be in the little things. Big gestures or soliloquies about your love for him will make him severely uncomfortable, but he will absolutely adore you doing little things like bringing him food at practice, setting a pair of comfy sweatpants out for him to change into when he comes home from practice, getting an extra chocolate milk for him on your break and putting it in the fridge for him for when he comes home. He loves the idea that he’s on your mind throughout the day and that you care enough for him to do little things throughout the day to make his life easier and to let him know he’s loved and cared for.

Gaia, a dwarf planet 

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[chrisbangs]

1-5 and 20-25 :-) sorry for all of them hehehe — 🖤 also i’m getting off work I WILL SEND U ANOTHER ASK HEHEHEH

oaiwenfoia you’re sooo c*te perhaps i’ll d*e………. hm………… anyway;; thank you angel (sorry it took me so long to do this ;; ___ ;;)

also this got mad long so i’ll put it under a cut! 

1. how did you get into graphics / gif making?

i was an early ‘the vamps’ and ‘5sos’ fan and because of that, i used to make lil graphic type things?? i guess?? like i tried to make stuff like the ones i saw online omg… and mine were soooo bad but it was like so fun and i used to use this online editor and it was trash but like i would have so much fun… (and that was back when i was in grade 7-ish..? so i would’ve been like jfjfiwaoefo 12/13) and then i just kept doing it;; eventually in grade 10 i took a graphic design course and i got a hold of photoshop and it blew my mind and from there i just kept kinda… doing it?? 

and with gifs omg… ok i swore i would never make gifs cause it looks SO complicated like bitch ill kill u what do u mean layers to frames wtf !!!!!!!!!!!! and then when i was in my first year of uni in around june i was like… omg i wanna try again… cause i’d tried it before and my ps just crashed… so i was like let me give this another go.. and i did… and it worked.. and my mind was like blown omg… i was in AWE… omg i just realized its been a whole year since i learned how to gif stop ill die 

gfx/gif questions

2. do you do something creative/related “irl” as well?

well!! i just got into college for graphic deisgn hehe;; so i’m hoping that that’ll be my future :’) 

3. who/what inspires your graphics / gifs?

hm, well!! whenever i see really great pieces of gfx or even in real life when i see a magazine piece or a billboard that just looks stunning i feel inspired!! and i’m like eugh i wanna try making smth like that ;; also music and movies and games inspire me sometimes?? but if i was to say who!! then it’d probably be all my amazing content creating mutuals!!! their work is always wowing!! i always tag ppls gfx with ‘gfx inspo’ bc im genuine :0 when i see it ;; ___ ;; like how is everyone so creative and talented;; 

4. what do you enjoy about making graphics / gifs?

oh wow, mm… it allows me to be creative? and put to use skills that i think aren’t always appreciated? like my p*rents never take me doing graphic design seriously;; but then recently my mom wanted me to make a lil label for her for a friend’s garden and i did and she was like !!!!!! so happy abt it i was like TT TT cause both my parents were finally like ok i get it sorta;; i really like that i’m able to make smth kinda outta nothing?? like art is really interesting bc you get to let your thoughts and experiences affect the outcome of your work so?? like.. i like that everyone has a different style?? 

and for gifs;; i really enjoy that its such a structured task like… its very.. orderly and routine based?? like i know what i’m doing everytime?? and the places where i get to change it up are like the colourings and the style of set i make and that makes it fun and creative too;; 

5. what do you dislike most about making graphics / gifs?

mm the creativity block;; i feel like sometimes i cannot think of ANYTHING to make and those days i feel kinda useless as a cc…… it sucks but foiawnefiawn eventually i’ll figure smth out if i move things around enough fajwefowaeo 

and giffing omg…… idk… probably the colouring process…… but thats majorly because my laptop’s screen displays colours kinda whack from how they actually look and so i have to do 2x the work to make sure it looks good and smdays its like idc anymore just post the set and pull the trigger 

20. your favourite fandom(s) to make graphics / gifs for?

for gfx it’s definitely stray kids!!! they have some of the most fun lyrics to work with and their concepts always always inspire me like crazy!!! 

for gifs its the tmg fandom! everyone in that fandom is suuuper nice and supportive and like;; even if i’m not always making gifs i dont feel like i’m falling behind or ? like ppl will be mad or smth ? like its a safe small community and bc of that it feels so good ;;; 

21. how much time do you spend on a single graphic / gif?

very dependent! gfx can take from like an hour to like a week+?? it just depends on how intense and intricate it is ig;; 

gifs are shorter;; probably take me a few hours?? the longest a set has taken me is maybe like 6 hours but that’s bc i was being slow about it and trying to find all the necessary parts! but on average itll take abt half an hour to maybe two for one set

21. what is your biggest improvement since you started making graphics and or gifs?

ogoaiweniogaw stop this is so funny.. i wanna go find my old wattpad covers so you can all cringe with me but… mm, with gfx i guess i learned what my Aesthetic™ was and what i really liked and like fjjfaiosdksfd i learned how to use photoshop which is a big thing lmaoooo……… and with gifs!! definitely my quality (shout out to vapoursynth) and my colouring :’) 

23. what is your biggest improvement in the past month?

hm… time management jfaiweoofiaw i’ve definitely gotten wayyy faster at giffing and i really do not take as much time anymore;; which gives me some peace of mind lmao 

24. what is something that you’re wanting to learn right now?

illustrator! i’ve been fooling around with it a lot recently;; and even one of the pieces i submitted in my portfolio was smth i made on illustrator heh;; but theres a huge learning curve (like btich what is the pen tool ill kill u) fnaoiefiownf so i wanna get lots better with it ;; 

25. what would you like to see others learn how to do?

this is an interesting question;; mm i guess everyone is different?? so idk if i can answer this question cause i think everyone’s style requires them to learn in their own ways?? so idrk ;; i guess something to make certain people’s lives easier would be like LEARN KEYBOARD SHORTCUTS !!! that shit saaaves my life like idk man it cuts down on my time for sure;; 

[writing-imagines]

“Girls Night” A KJ Apa and Lili Reinhart imagine

Being best friends with a celebrity wasn’t as great as everyone would think. You and your best friend, Lili, barley got to spend anytime together. She was so busy with filming and doing photoshoots that there were only a few hours left in the day. The same thing applied to dating a celebrity. KJ and Lili has similar schedules so it was rare you saw either one.

It was one of the rare days where you were allowed to be on set so you decided to hang out in Lili’s trailer while she and KJ were filming. You were scrolling through your phone when the trailer door flung open. You were surprised to see Lili standing in the doorway with a big smile.

“Guess what?!”

“What, Lili?”

“We’re having a girls night tonight.” Your best friend sat down beside you, she was maintaining her big smile. You frowned slightly due to your plans with your boyfriend.

“Lils, I’d love to hang out but I already made plans with KJ.”

“He can come too! He’s an honorary woman for the night.”

You both grinned thinking about KJ attempting to gossip and understand makeup.

“Come over to my place around eight. I’ll get us a pizza.” Your best friend said.

“We’ll be there right on time. You know how KJ feels about pizza.”

“Maybe I should order three pizzas?”

“Yeah maybe.” You both laughed knowing KJ very well could eat two pizzas by himself.

Hours later, you and KJ arrived at Lili’s apartment.

“You two better not team up against me during Monopoly again.” Your boyfriend said as he knocked on the apartment door.

“It takes way too much time and effort to cheat at Monopoly. You’re just bad at it, babe.”

“I am not!”

“You’re pretty bad, KJ.” Lili said as she opened the door. You both laughed while your boyfriend put on a fake pout.

You entered the apartment first, immediately noticing your best friend had her special effects makeup out on the table. When KJ entered he immediately noticed the pizza and ran to it.

“You’re finally going to show me how to use the special effects makeup?!” You practically screeched out of excitement.

“Yep. You still want to do the skelton design?”

“Yes of course!”

“KJ, do you want your makeup done?” Lili asked. You both turned your heads to see your boyfriend eating two pieces of pizza at once.

“I’m good thanks.” He said with a full mouth.

A little over a hour later you and Lili were done with the makeup. She taught you how to make your hand look like it was just bone and you well…you painted her hand white. Lili reassured you it was fine and she would help you get better. But, while you were busy trying to be a makeup artist, KJ was busy setting up Monopoly.

“I checked the cards and everything. There is no way you two are going to cheat.” He said proudly standing by the board.

“You can check the cards all you want, but I’m still going to kick your ass.” The blonde teased.

For the next three hours, the three of you played an entense game of Monopoly. It was quite possibly the most serious game you had ever been involved in. Lili ended up winning, you thought KJ was going to explode.

“She cheated, I know it.” He whispered to you as you put away the game.

“She did not cheat. Let it go, babe.”

You migrated to the living room, the most important location of the sleepover. Everytime you stayed at Lili’s or vice versa you would watch Netflix until you fell asleep or saw the sun.

The three of you settled on the couch and started the long journey of searching for a movie to watch. Thankfully, you all agreed to watch a goofy movie that was mainly made for laughing. KJ and Lili decided on an 90s stoner movie. Things started out good with the three of you continuously laughing but as the movie went on the quieter you all became. It was one in the morning and the movie was still going when you noticed your best friend and boyfriend were officially out like lights. Lili’s head rested on your shoulder and KJ’s head in your lap.

You sighed knowing all of you were going to wake up sore tomorrow from the odd sleeping positions. But you were happy because you finally got to spend quality time with your best friend and boyfriend.

[dreammutual-remade]

high school!mark

request: highschool!mark if u love me plspls

 word count: 5.5k

a/n: lucky that I love u anon hehehehe !!!!! also wOW I didnt mean to make this so god damn long itS REALLY JUST THESE GOD DAMN HIGH SCHOOL AUS IM WEAK FOR THEM OKAY. look at this cutie hOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO RESIST

mark, renjun, jeno, donghyuck, jaemin, chenle, jisung

warnings: the usual intermittent cussing and probably an inappropriate joke or two

this au is my Ultimate Weakness it makes me soft as hell alright

………………….

LETS DIVE IN

okay so your mom has a job that forces your family to move around….. A LOT

and while you’ve gotten used to it for the most part it still sucks having to leave people behind and make completely new friends once every couple of years

this time you’re moving to a new school for your SENIOR YEAR and you’re livid

bc like ??? it’s senior year and you have exactly zero (0) friends since you’re new,,, yet again

you Threw A Fit when you found out but your mom was like shut up you ingrate soon you’ll be in college and won’t even have to worry about it

so you, an ingrate, shut up :/

you move in a month before school starts and the house is nice and your room is cute so that’s a plus !!!!!

you hang up some pictures and organize all your cute little trinkets you’ve collected over the years aw

you’ve even got a lil succulent garden growing on your windowsill

ITS CUTE AS HELL OKAY

alright so you’re gonna go explore around town because you , don’t know where anything is and you wanna find some good spots to hang

you take the bus into the middle of town because who tf is tryna drive themselves amirite ladies

support ur local bus driver

anywhom this isn’t a HUGE town but it’s one of those cute towns where you can pretty much walk anywhere you need to go

(god i wish that were me)

so you spend all day just, walkin

you find a library and pick up some books …….

both for decoration and reading okay

and you find a couple of restaurants and write them down to try later along with some coffee shops and whatnot

eventually you’re tired and prolly a lil sweaty bc it’s summer and you’re outside and ugh

so you find a nice big park and a tree and sit down at the base of it to read and mindlessly sketch things in the margins of your book

whEN OUT OF NOWHERE

someone shouts

“HEY WATCH OUT”

and you look up just in time to dodge a sOCCER BALL HURTLING TOWARDS YOUR FACE

it bounces off the tree and rolls a couple feet away

“uhhhh holy shit” - you

you just kind of sit there astonished for 5 seconds before you get up to get the ball and look around for who saved your LIFE

and there’s boy jogging toward you looking extremely embarrassed

you meet him halfway to hand him the ball and he’s like

“oh mY GOD i’m so sorry i told them to settle down but they never listen to me and jisung just ??? doesn’t know how to not take everything seriously and he lost and got pissed and kicked it and we didn’t even kNOW you were over here and also i’m so sorry”

you smile and tell him it’s fine and hand him the ball

you go to get back to your tree and he’s like hey uh you there uh wait up

god he’s awkward

and you turn around to face him with an expectant look

“so um, what’s your name? i haven’t seen you around here before and like in case i ever gotta make this up to you you know ??”

cute

you tell him your name and stick out your hand to shake and he grabs it very hesitantly and tells you his name is mark

he has , very warm hands and they’re only slightly bigger than yours but that’s still cUTE

MARK HAS BABY HANDS I DARE U TO SAY HE DOESNT

he says he hopes you enjoy your book and he’ll make sure the boys don’t disturb you anymore than they already have

you wave as he goes and he gives you a smile over his shoulder and his cheeks are tinged pink and wOw this boy is a cutie patootie

you go back to your reading but now instead of doodling you’re just writing his name or drawing his big doe eyes or his smooth hands

(((((let’s pretend we’re all good at drawing okay god knows i can’t do much more than a stick figure)))))

the boys leave after an hour or two and you leave pretty soon after then because the sun is setting and you gotta be home for dinner

basically your mom wants to make sure you aren’t kidnapped and/or lost in a new town

which, to be fair, is not that unlikely

you have your headphones in and you’re leaned against the bus window half asleep as you go

bitch wake up youRE GONNA MISS YOUR STOP

it’s the same bus driver who saw you get on and honestly there aren’t a lot of people on the bus so he makes sure you get off

“hey you, girl back there, hEY! this is your stop girly”

you thank him profusely and tip him because uhhhh u gotta get home and like Not Lost

you skip home with your bag of books and miscellaneous items you found at the thrift store!!!

you bought a little figurine of a dragon and she’s beautiful her name is saraphina because why not

that’s completely irrelevant i’m so sorry

i have ADHD

anywhom

you walk in and you’re all like hey momma !!! how goes it !!:3

and your mom is Sus™️ because why are you in such a good mood

and you’re like !!! cause i had a good day okay love u bye i’m going to my rOOM

don’t let her question anymore or else she’ll dig out that you met a Cute Boy

you go to your room and get out all your purchases and organize them while you still have the motivation to do so

and yeah

you use one of the blank notes to start like a lil drawing diary of sorts ???? like just to draw stuff in whenever you’re inspired or you see something pretty

and you definitely saw smth pretty today ;))))))))

hint: ITS MARK

you try to draw him from memory but it doesn’t look quite right and like :(((((( how sad is that what if you don’t even see him again

the rest of the month passes pretty quickly in the same fashion

by now you’ve befriended the bus driver and he tells you all the cool secret nooks and crannies of town for you to go find

he’s also your bff pretty much he always tells you about his daughter and all the cute things she does and you just talk about your life in general and he gives you advice

congrats you’ve unlocked Wise Uncle

he gives you directions to this teeny TINY flower shop where you befriend the old lady who works there by bringing a muffin everytime you go by

she trades you for a seasonal flower and makes a big deal out of tucking it behind your ear herself

basically you find all the cute old people in town and make them your friend because.

THATS CUTE

ADDED BONUS OF LIKE 17 PARENT FIGURES TO GIVE YOU ADVICE

this is accidentally straying into art hoe territory i hope y’all are okay w/ that

school is starting really soon and you’re nervous but also used to this so it doesn’t affect you as bad as normally

also you did meet some people so you aren’t going in with no friends but like, pretty close to no friends

on the first day of school you ride the bus and you see ???? mark ????? on your bus ????????

so you get on and do your daily greeting of the bus driver

his daughter lost her first tooth AW

you fake cry and he says “mood” and you lose it because you’re pushing internet culture onto this unsuspecting middle aged man skdkdkkd

you pat him on the shoulder as you walk back to find a seat but there are none because for some reason the bus is busy this early in the morning ????

you wouldn’t know lmao summer sleep schedule had you up at 10 at the earliest

so you go to stand and hold onto one of the poles in the center

(nearby our boy mark LEE)

mark looks up from his phone

these god damn millennials always on that damn phone

and he sees you and he’s like wHOA what’s up uhhh Soccer Ball Girl

and nice you remembered his name bUT HE DIDNT REMEMBER YOURS

but then he’s like nahhhh just kidding i remember ur name hey y/n !!!

you talk otw to school and find out you’re both seniors at the same school and how you’re excited for sports games and like, GRADUATING

mark keeps trying to offer you his seat but you refuse and he pouts everytime you say no :((((

good god just take the seat look at the sad baby boy :((((((((((((

there is an, occurrence

at one point the bus goes over a bump and you stumble a little and mark reaches up to catch you before you literally fall on him

his hands fly out and grab you by the hips to steady you since he’s sitting and you’re standing and he can’t exactly reach your shoulders sO YEA

or at least that’s his explanation in his head huehuehuehe

his hands linger for MAYBE 10 seconds before he whips them back into his pockets and blushes while you thank him

you: are also blushing

the bus driver: completely did that on purpose

when you get off the bus your Second Dad tells you good luck and pats you on the head and mark is like ???? do you know him

and you’re like yeah that’s my man maurice we’re buds

and he’s like ???? i’ve rode that bus all my life to school and i’m not buds with him wtf :/

“srry you’re not as lovable as me!! jealousy is a disease <3”

and he laughs his dorky laugh

you highkey are smiling so big because this boy is so cute and he’s walking close enough that your shoulders brush every once in a while and he has a silly laugh and AW

as you walk into the school marks group of Boys starts waving him over excitedly and he turns in their direction but then stops when he sees you aren’t following

“hey whatcha doin???”

“well uhhh those are Your Boys you know and i’m, i don’t, really, uh they don’t know me”

“aw cmon they’ll love you!!! look ill just introduce you and if they’re terrible and annoying you can leave”

“........ i gue-“

but he’s already grabbed your hand and is pulling you over to them

“sup fellas this is y/n and she just moved here this year so don’t be too overwhelming.”

the smaller one with the highish voice chimes in

“aww but overwhelming is my only setting”

“then just don’t be yourself, chenle”

“heYYY it’s that girl i almost killed in the park !!! so sorry about that by the way”

he introduces them to you one by one and they all shake your hand

jisung is the one with the big ass yaoi hands and also the one who almost ended your young life

jaemin is the one with pretty smile

jeno is the one with the squishy eyes

renjun is the Art Hoe of the group you can just tell

he’s wearing some got damn overalls you gotta befriend him immediately

donghyuck is the one with beautiful skin and a v high voice you’re highkey like hey but can you dROP THE SKINCARE ROUTINE and he’s like “i just wash my face every day xoxo :*”

you quickly learn who is a piece of shit and who isn’t

you figure out who has classes with you and then set off for the day !!

mark has gym and economics with you but those are after lunch :(((

he squeezes your shoulder before he leaves and says good luck though so you’ll survive

you have art with renjun first and this boy is your bestie already

he’s such a sarcastic shit and he too likes drawing random things and vandalizing school textbooks with artistically correct memes

he also has the AUDACITY

“so, you and mark already ;););)(;);)))”

“i uh don’t know what you mean by that”

“you SO do!!!!! you guys walked into school together everyone probably already thinks you’re a thing”

“oh shit really??? ah i feel so bad”

“is that a bad thing???”

“i mean yeah i’m not tryna Tarnish mark’s reputation”

“that is some self hatred bs he would be lucky to have you !!!!”

“renjun you don’t even know me that well yet”

“i know enOUGH”

you just uhh change the subject which renjun def notices but like

who cares

renjun apparently also goes to the same flower shop as you !!!

you find out because you see him drawing the front of it and you’re like heY i’ve been there my girl edna works there !!!!! she insist i call her grandma tho

and he’s all oh sHIT that’s my girl too !!!!!!

long story short edna is now your shared grandmother

now THAT is some uwu shit

you go about your day and it’s lunchtime and yOU uh don’t know where to sit :(

you see a girl that you met who works at the little coffee shop you like so you set off in her direction and you’re almost there when jeno and jaemin walk up and sling an arm around your shoulder from either side

“hEY BUDDY” -jeno

“SUP SQUIRT” -jaemin

and they start steering you in another direction towards their own table

“god of all nicknames you had to give me sQUIRT”

“yes it’s because you’re cute and small like squirtle”

“that’s a god damn reach if i’ve ever seen one but okay”

you get there and they practically TOSS you into the seat next to mark

he winces and gives you and apologetic pat on the back before starting the conversation

“alright so who actually did the summer reading”

as the table bursts into Absolute Ruckus you just kind of sit back and watch

mark notices you being quiet and while renjun and chenle are arm wrestling he leans over to quietly be like

“hey you doin okay over there? are they too much”

“oh not at all i’m just takin it in lmao”

“yeah that’s understandable. they’re easily the most entertaining group of people you’ll ever meet but also i’ve wanted to strangle every single one of them at least once”

“what are you 30??? you talk about them like you’re their mom”

“i mean someone’s gotta do it”

you and mark talk all throughout lunch and head to gym together since that’s next

exercising right after eating ??? sounds like a GREAT plan thanks so much public school system !!!!

you go to pull out your bag of gym clothes but ??? all you’ve got is shorts ?????

S H I T

you start whining because you’re like aWW i’m gonna get in trouble :(((((

and he’s like here i have like 12 shirts in here because i always bring too many and then leave some when i got soccer practice i gotchu

(he gives you the clean shirt that hasn’t been sitting in his locker <3333 what a guy)

you thank him proFUSELY and then go to the girls locker room to change

the shirt is too big and you don’t wanna look like a Bag so you tie a lil knot in it in the front

you don’t look like a thot tho you just look Cute As Fuck

some girl in the locker room lets you borrow a hair tie and off we go !!!

it’s the first day so everyone literally just stretches and sits around talking

you’ve hashtag LOST mark and you don’t have any friends yet so you’re just chillin talking to the girl who gave you a hair tie because she seems nice and you got nothin better to do

you’re explaining to her how to take care of a succulent /properly/ when mark catches a basketball that was headed right for you yelling a watch it !!!! over his shoulder

he turns to you and giggles a little, nudging your foot with his

“you’re just a danger magnet aren’t you”

“i mean danger is my middle name so”

“uGH get your ass over here away from all those freshman hoodlums who think they can play”

you wave bye to your friend because there’s literal fear in her eyes at the sight of mark ??

you ask her what’s wrong later and she’s like oh it’s not him i just have a crippling fear of boys

(that’s a mood)

you and mark pass a volleyball back and forth and fuck around pretty much all period

this is actually the one (1) sport he isn’t good at thank GOD you were worried he had no flaws

at the end of the class you ask him if he wants his shirt back and he says, and i quote,

“nah you and your thot knot can keep it, looks cuter on you anyways”

you smack his arm for calling you a thot but then thank him anyways for the shirt and for calling you cute :))))))))

econ passes the same way except normal clothing and no sports

although mark does throw a wadded up piece of paper on you that says u want 2 hang w the boys n me after school ? if yes then breathe if no do a backflip

this headass boy

you throw it back so it bounces off his forehead and then nod to confirm you will

you don’t have any of the boys in your last class and you don’t where to meet up so you just kind of loiter by your locker since jeno’s is pretty close to yours and maybe they’ll meet here ????

luckily jisung spots you and is like hey what r u doin here aren’t u hanging with us after school??? cmon

you follow him out to the parking lot where they’re all gathered around jeno and jaemins vehicles because apparently they’re the only ones with actual cars

rip

they start waving too excitedly when they see you and mark smiles all big

wooOOO baby boy already has a crush on you :3

they’ve apparently already decided to go to chenles house because apparently he’s fuckin loaded

you don’t believe that for a sECOND because he’s wearing crocs and an old ass polo shirt but

we’ll see

you mark and renjun ride with jaemin while the Babies ride with jeno since he is able to ignore them being crackheads in the backseat and drive his vehicle without crashing

apparently they’ve cause multiple vehicular accidents ??? possibly the reason renjun doesn’t have a car ???????

who knows

y’all have a blast in jaemins car tho playing tokyo drift from the third fast and furious movie if u haven’t heard that shit plEASE GO LISTEN WHAT A SONG HEHEHHEHHEHE

you pull into this BIG ASS house and you’re like no fucking way dude

and everyone else in the car simultaneously says

“i know right ???”

y’all pull in and go inside and it’s real nice holy SHIT

chenle comes in cackling followed closely be jisung and more sedately by jeno who looks ready to fckin die

you pat him on the shoulder and go you did well, soldier

he salutes solemnly before breaking out into the smile

y’all know the one

you UWU right there on the spot but hold yourself back from poking his cheek and cooing

chenle then SCREECHES and yells

“WHO IS TRYNA PLAY JUST DANCE”

and everyone crowds into his living room

somehow the couch is big enough to fit all of you comfortably that’s fckin impressive

you play just dance for 3 whole ass hours and now you’re Tired and Ready To Go Home

there’s a bus stop nearby and you insist upon walking since jaemin already have you a ride here and you didn’t even have gas money to give him :(((

mark goes to since you have to catch the same bus

you hum as you skip around the sidewalk and he walks behind you smiling fondly while you twirl around

he recognizes the song and whistles along and wow !!!!

Harmony™️

when you get to the stop you’re like 5 mins early

so to entertain yourselves you play rock paper scissors and each time the winner gets to flick the loser on the forehead

mark is a sweet boy so he flicks softly but you go all out

wouldn’t be surprised if he had a bruise tmrw girly u need to chill

you sit on the bus together when it arrives since there’s actually room now and he slumps down low until his head is pretty much rested on your shoulder

(our man maurice sees and is like GET IT GIRL but only so you notice and you make threatening hand motions at him)

you’re not sure if he’s asleep so you stay extra still just in case

and no one needs to know you rested your cheek on top of his head

but when it gets to your stop you’re like mark? mark lee??? mork ???? wake up ??? and you nudge him a little with your shoulder and he sits up and rubs his eyes aW

he slow blinks at you and goes

“hm?”

and you’re like i uh gotta go now

and he’s like :/// okay i’ll see you tomorrow and stands up and gives you a half hug before you go

maurice is DYING in the front you’re going to kill him

you walk home with a smile on your face and again your mom is suspicious of your good mood but you’re like aw it’s nothin just had a good day at school made lots of friends !!!!!!

as summer turns into fall you make more friends but you mostly hang out with the boys because they’re funny and nice to you and also Mark is there and we love our boy

you guys all attend football games together and go absolutely ALL OUT for whatever the theme is

for example: the theme was halloween and you all dressed as god damn SMURFS

it was legendary there was not one bit of you all that wasn’t covered in blue paint

jisung almost fought some girl who thought he was from the movie Avatar until everyone was like jisung cHILL OUT ITS NOT HER FAULT YOURE VERY TALL AND COMPLETELY BLUE

and well

can’t argue with that

it gets chillier though so you all bring blankets and cuddle most of the games

all of the boys suspiciously aren’t cold at first until you and mark share a blanket

they’re so obvious GOD

with each time y’all share you get more relaxed around each other until eventually mark has one arm slung around you and your legs are hooked over one of his thighs while y’all Snuggle

renjun waggles his eyebrows at you every five minutes and you discreetly give him the finger every time

little ASSHOLE

college applications are due like. right now

you all apply to a nice university close by as a backup/safe place and then apply to more brazy places just to see if you can get in

everyone’s been real stressed lately so you’re like !!!!! hey imma throw a friendsgiving party !!! yeehaw !!!!!!!!!

and you invite all of them over

“everyone bring smth and i’ll bake a ham or smth,,, i swear to GOD if all of you show up with store-bought pumpkin pie. i will kill you and then myself”

“what’s with you and pumpkin pie?”

“jUST. don’t”

((((srry i’m projecting my hatred of pumpkin pie onto u reader heheehehheh))))

everyone comes over and it’s really chilly so you have a fire in the fireplace and you have a couple of your gal pals over too

your mom is nice enough to leave y’all alone for the night and she’s not hurt since it’s not real thanksgiving

we stan moms

you bring out the ham and someone has brought green beans and mark ,,,, tHAT ANGEL he brought cornbread stuffing do y’all know what i’m talking abt

OOO THAT STUFF IS GOOD

and there’s sweet potatoes and apple pie and all the Thanksgiving Essentials

jisung wanted to be a dick so he brought cranberry jelly

“why don’t you have some:) cranberry preserves:) , jisung” -you, every 30 seconds

everyone sits down to eat and it’s LOUD so you’re like shut UP !!!!!!!!!!

“every1 say smth ur thankful for :3333”

“my family !!!!”

“you guys <3”

“awW BOOO” - everyone, while throwing things at jaemin

“my life !!”

“that i’m happy”

“gay” -chenle

“minecraft”

anyways no one took it seriously until it got to mark

“i’m grateful y/n moved here :))))))”

everyone goes KSKDDIDI and you blush and you’re like okay ily mark JSKKD

everyone EATS A LOT and then you go sit in a pile in the living room

you go to make hot chocolate for everyone and when you come back it’s , interesting how there’s only room for you next to mark . hm

you pass out the hot chocolate and everyone reaches Maximum Sleepytime

at this point you’re too tired to give a fuck and you just flop onto the couch next to mark and curl up into his side

he puts his arm around you to pull you close and this mf presses a tiny barely there kiss to your temple

you look up and like talk with your eyes

did u just

i did

oh

yeah

and then you just settle back down

it’s too crowded in here for any Moves to be Made

bUT YALL BEST BELIEVE WHEN ALL THESE YOUNGINS GET OUT UR HOUSE

you’ve got the karate kid on bc ??? who doesn’t love the karate kid and all of your cutie friends are asleep in various places

but once it gets super late you start waking people up and going hey i love you but your mom called mine like 8 times you gotta gO

you make sure everyone is awake fully if they’re driving and to text you when they got home safe

at long last

you’re alone

in your house

with mark

actually where is mark

mark has disappeared ?????

you start looking around for him and find him in your room ???

“you snoopin thru my things ??!?!??”

he jumps and is like uHH but you’re like nah you’re fine idc

so he continues and he was really just lookin at what kind of books you have and the little drawings and paintings and knick knacks everywhere

you just sit on your bed and observe him

let’s be real he’s nice to look at and you’d be perfectly fine doing this for uhhh the rest of your life

he pulls a book off your shelf and starts flipping through it until he pauses at a page

and his face blooms into this big smile and he looks hella giddy

and you’re like uhh hey whatcha lookin at there bud

and he just keep smiling and it’s a little smug now wtf

“when were you reading this?”

“oh uh i don’t know i got it this summer at that cute little bookshop”

“was it, by chance, the day we met?”

“i mean maybe??? why ????”

and he shows you the page and it’s tHAT oNE WHERE YOU WERE DOODLING BITS OF HIM AND WRITING HIS NAME ALL OVER IT

FUCK !!!!!!!

you immediately turn tomato red and snatch the book in to hold it tightly to your chest

“uhhh i do that with uhhhh eVerYONE I MEET”

“aw i thought i was special:((((”

he’s creeping closer to you this whole time until he’s INCHES AWAY

he gently pulls the book out of your hands and places it aside before grabbing your wrists and uncrossing your arms

“personally, i think it’s really cute”

you blush even more this man knows what he’s doing

you mumble a thanks with your eyes trained on his fuzzy socks what a dork

he releases one of your wrists to push your chin up so he can look you in the eyes

“do you really do that with everyone you meet?”

“,,,,,,, no it’s just you”

“alright cool”

and then he wraps his arms around your waist to pull you close til you’re pressed together chest to chest AW

he nudges his nose against yours and you close your eyes because your god daMN HEART IS POUNDING AND YOU CANT LOOK DIRECTLY INTO THOSE BIG PUPPY EYES

he presses the sweetest and gentlest of kisses to each cheek and then to the top of your nose

he presses one last lingering kiss on your forehead before he tilts his chin down to press your lips together

it’s so soft and innocent wow i’m going to SHED TEARS WRITING THIS

and he pulls away and you press your face into his neck in embarrassment

he chuckles a lil and rubs your back, leaning his cheek against your head

“hey, you down there”

you say “yeah?” but your voice is muffled by his neck and it’s more like eh ???

“my girlfriend y/n will you be ???”

what the fuck

you pull your head back so you can look at his face which is turning steadily redder

“uh what”

“shIT uh i meant will you uh bemygirlfriend”

your confused expression turns into a shit eating grin and you’re like

“what was that :)))) i didn’t hear you :)))))”

he groans and rests his forehead on your shoulder and pitifully whines out

“please be my girlfriend :(((((“

you pick his face up and hold it between your palms and he pouts playfully

“well how could i say no to that face”

and you smooch him right on those lil pouted lips

“yes i’ll be your girlfriend”

he smiles real big and smooshes you against him aw

wow so now you’re mark lee’s gf

LUCKY BITCH

lowkey you get a few threats but as soon as mark catches wind of that he stands on the statue in front of the school and announces that if anyone has a problem with you they’ve got a problem with him !!!!

and he looks like: ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

you drag him down while apologizing to everyone in the general vicinity

mark is. veRY CLINGY NOW

i mean no complaints here it’s just

wow

you’ll be standing at your locker when BAM mark is wrapped around you from behind and you get a hey baby how’s ur day right in your ear

in gym class he restrains himself since the coaches are always like LEE KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF

but he always whines after and is like

:((((( but you look so cute in my shirt i wanna squish you

whenever mark comes over you force him to let you draw him at least once

each time it gets easier since you’ve started to memorize the details of his face and the knuckles of his hands and the shape of his shoulders

a lot of times he just comes over to watch movies and talk

he’s not an eloquent guy

(“you all look like pretty grass :)))” - mark lee)

but he gets what he needs to say out and he enjoys listening to you talk about whatever’s on your mind

you’ve started a glow in the dark star sticker collection to put on your ceiling and each time he comes over you put a constellation up there

so you’ll lay in bed and turn off the lights and just stare at the ceiling and try to name them all

soon you’ll just get sleepy though and press your face into his chest

he uwu’s every time :((((

after he’s done being astonished by his Baby™️ he’ll wrap his arms around you and stroke a hand up and down your spine wow

Real Relaxation Hours

your mom will come home and find y’all asleep and then SHE uwu’s and it’s just one big cute MESS

he loves to kiss you right as he’s leaving like he’ll lay one on you then RUN to the bus stop

p.s. maurice is on y’all every day saying he called it AY

his other favorite kisses are when he catches you off guard and just turns you around and kisses you and you’re like

I’m Confused But I Like This

lots of sweet pecks throughout the day and then longer slower stuff when you’re home and alone and relaxing

leaves hickeys on your neck literally just to be annoying

it’s oKAY THO DONT TELL HIM YOU LIKE IT

months pass and youve said your first “i love you’s” to each other and renjun is always like so when y’all gettin married huh

you both SMACK him simultaneously

but lowkey you would marry mark he’s the best and you love him so wHY NOT

but it’s early and you know that and you’re happy with what you have now :))))))

pls love and support our hardworking baby mark lee he is doing his best and i love him goodnight

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The Hardest Pill to Swallow...

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre/Warnings: Angst and like five curse words if that lol

Words: 6.3k

A/N: This is my first-ever story so I apologize if there's any problem, if you see anything please let me know and please feel free to leave any feedback or criticism that you feel is needed. Also this story is inspired by the song “Molly” by Lil Dicky ft Brendon Urie for Panic! At The Disco

"Today the day" Jungkook thought to himself The day he had been dreading for months, Y/N's wedding day. If he would have been asked four years ago would he have been excited for this day, he would have said yes because that would have meant that is was his wedding day as well, but this wasn't four years ago and it wasn't his wedding day...

Four years ago…

Jungkook's POV

Jungkook had just landed back in Korea after a long tour and the only thing he wanted to do was see Y/N, his girlfriend of three years, tours were always hard on their relationship because they both hated the distance but in the beginning they always made the best out of a hard situation. Skype was a lifesaver but the time difference was always a struggle so those calls were few in between and never lasted longer than 30 minute to an hour which never seemed to be enough time because frankly it wasn't enough between Jungkook's busy schedule and Y/N's job as a Fashion Editor, it was all the time they could spare but they were happy with those small moments and it made the distance seem shorter but that was then... Nowadays you looked so much more tired and stressed and with prominent bags under your eyes it was obvious that you were going through something but you weren't telling him which was making him worry more but he tried not to show because he wanted to be strong for you since you had always been the strong one in the relationship from the start, he felt like it was his turn to do the same. He would ask his Hyungs for advice on what to do but he felt like he always got the same generic responses from all of them from "She's just stressed" or "You're seeing to much into it" or "Don't worry about it too much" or "She'll open up when she's ready" and his favorite one of all... "Wait it out, things will be fine" but that was the thing, he already believed things would be fine he didn't need reassurance of that, what he wanted was advice of how to help things become fine again instead of "Waiting it out" like what was suggested to him. He was never good at just letting nature take its course, he wanted to jump right in front of the problem and fix it right away instead of letting it fester away but he didn't know what else to do, he didn't want to pry because obviously she didn't want to talk about whatever was going on with her and no one was giving him any good ideas on how to go about it the way he wanted without pry so he was forced to do the thing he hated the most, wait... Wait and see if all of his suspicions were valid or just that, he need to see with his own eyes if his worry was called for or if his Hyungs were right and he was "seeing to much into it"... he really hoped he was but he had a sinking feeling that he wasn't seeing enough into it but as of right now, all he really wanted was to see you; no matter how nervous he was to find out the answers to all of his burning questions, he couldn't deny how excited he was to see you after being apart for so long.

Y/N's POV

Jungkook was landing today and on every other occasion like this, you were normally excited to see him after being apart for so long, normally you would try to be at the airport to greet him right away and if you couldn't for whatever reason, you would make sure to have a nice set up at home waiting for him to get there with all his favorite foods and whatever new anime he was raving about cued up on Netflix ready for a binge marathon that would be full of hugs and laughter with the occasional pillow fight if you two disagreed on which character was better or which scene was the most climactic and the night would end with the two of you cuddling up to each other with tears in your eyes and pain in your sides from laughing too hard and those moments were always one of the best things about your relationship with him. It was the little things that always made you so happy to be with Jungkook, no matter how hard the distance got, it was those moments you looked forward to the most but this time was not a normal occasion. You didn't even try to meet him at the airport and you didn't have a set up waiting for him to arrive but the worst part of it all was that you didn't feel excited to see him...You felt this growing pit in your stomach everytime your thought of him because you knew what you were about to do, what you had to do... You had to breakup with him. It wasn't that you didn't love him anymore, in fact you still loved him very much but you weren't happy with him anymore, more accurately you couldn't take the distance anymore. You felt like you two were together but just barely because of how little time you two actually spend  together, yeah Skyping was great but it didn't compare to having him literally sitting right in front of you and being able to reach out and touch him if you wanted to, whenever you wanted to. You had even started to find yourself becoming increasingly jealous of every couple you came in contact with, may it be your friends or a complete and total stranger. You wanted what they had, contact with the person you were with instead of only being able to see them through laptop screen for 30 fucking minutes! You were sad and frustrated and you found yourself crying alone because the person you want to be there to console was probably halfway around the world and even if he wasn't that far, he still was nowhere near as close as you wanted him to be. When you started having these feelings, it make you feel selfish like you couldn't get pass yourself to be happy for Jungkook and his success but it wasn't that you weren't happy for him, it was actually the opposite, you couldn't have been more happy for him and the rest of them then you already were. You were unbelievably proud of all they had accomplished in a short period of time, words could never describe the feeling you had when you first saw them at the BBMAS, you cried so many tears of joy when you saw them win Top Social Artist,only for them to come back and win again the following year and not only win but perform! They were living their best lives and you couldn't have been happier but at the end of the day, you were sad that you couldn't have ran up to Jungkook after the win to congratulate him and after the performance to tell him what a amazing job he did and to tell him in person how proud you were of him but that couldn't be. You felt like everything you were feeling was so cliche of a long distance relationship and maybe it was but it did change the fact that this was how you were feeling and that very feeling was making to pull away from Jungkook. You were becoming more vague whenever you were asked how your day at work or in general had been and it wasn't like you didn't want to tell him but the excitement you felt when you told him before wasn't there and it would make the whole situation awkward and those few in between calls became even fewer in between or at least it felt that way to you. You were nervous to hear how the Jungkook would react to finding out that you want to breakup,would he be angry? Or relieved? Did you want him to be relieved? Did you want him to fight for you with promises of things becoming better? You didn't know if you were going to be completely honest with yourself, part of you wanted to said yes, that you wanted him to fight the breakup to convince you not to let a small thing like distance end a three year relationship with someone who you still loved and who loved you back, but the other part of you didn't want to drag it out further than it needs to be, it was already a hard situation and didn't want to have to fight back and forth tooth and nail to convince the other that your way was for the best for both of you; the idea of having to fight him made you sick and you were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn't even hear the door to your shared apartment unlocked.

Narrator's POV

Jungkook was exhausted to say the least after having a 14 hours flight, then having to deal with ARMY's at the airports (not to say that he didn't love seeing ARMY's, he just needed some time to refuel before see them again so soon) and then dealing with traffic just to make it to his apartment. so at the moment all he wanted to do was to chow down on some lamb stew and binge watch some anime like they normally did once he got back but when he unlocked the door and saw you sitting on the couch in the living room looking like you were the one who just had a 14 hour flight and didn't get a wink of sleep in that time frame, he knew that all of the suspicions he was having were well-founded and the nervousness he had been feeling in the earlier hours of the day that he had to push in the back of his mind was now at the forefront and stronger than ever. "Babe what's wrong?" was the first thing he said to you, it felt so foreign for this to be his first greeting to you after not seeing you for months, it should have been light-hearted and happy but instead it was so much tension in the air you could cut it with a knife, the feeling was palpable so much so that he knew you felt it too and if anyone else had been there they would have felt it as well and as the silence grew he could feel how tense and nervous he was getting as he waited for you to answer him. He watched as you chose your words carefully debating on how you want to approach this seemingly sensitive topic, it felt like he had been waiting forever until Y/N begin to speak "Jungkook I-" you started before cutting yourself off and without you even starting up again Jungkook knew that this situation was far worse than he had ever anticipated, this was the infamous "we need to talk" type of situation and the realization of that made Jungkook's mind run a hundred miles per hour trying to figure out what to do to fix this. He was so deep in thought that he didn't realize that Y/N had stood up from her place on the couch and begun walking towards him in fact he didn't even realize it until you reach out to hold both of his hands "Before I say this I want you to know that this isn't because of anything you've done and I know that this is the most cliche "it's isn’t you, it's me"  thing to say but it's true and I want you to know that no matter what I love you from the bottom of my heart and I always will" Y/N stopped, gets a little choked up at the end and Jungkook could feel the unshed tears burning in the back of his eyes "If you love me so much then why are you breaking up with me?" He asked while trying to hold his composure and you asked him simply "Because I'm not happy in the situation we're in." You paused for a second, almost as if you were letting the gravity of your words sink in and before Jungkook could respond you continued "I always knew that I wasn't the type of person that could sustain a long-distance relationship but I was willing to try for you and at first even though it was hard, it worked and we were happy but as time went by the gravity of our situation really settled in with me and I realize that things weren't going to change they were only going to get worse and if I want to get out of this I had to do it before I traveled further down this rabbit hole." And with that the floodgates opened up and both you and Jungkook were crying your eyes out but you didn't stop explaining yourself. You told him about the jealousy you felt toward other couples and the loneliness you begin feeling every time you spoke to him because no matter how the words shared between you two made you feel close the distance was felt because he wasn't physically there and in your mind no amount of words could ever close the gap that distance had created between the two of you. You made sure to constantly remind him that you didn't blame him for this feeling you were having and that it wasn't his fault in the least bit but you knew your words could do nothing to comfort him because you can already see in his body language that he was blaming himself for everything that had gone wrong in this relationship, you knew that he felt that if he wasn't an idol this would never have happened because he would have been there and not traveling all the time and maybe he was right that he would have been there but he has so much passion in his heart that any other occupation would have been mundane for him and you doubt that he could have lived a mundane life and you didn't want to hold him back and the second you realize that he was blaming the idol life for the downfall of your relationship you knew what he was considering and you finally pause your rambling to really look at him. His eyes were red and puffy from all of the crying but they were also concentrated with a newfound determination and you knew you had to stop that idea from fully formulating in his mind "Don't" you said simply "What?..." He finally looked up at you, breaking his train of thought "Don't leave BTS... They need you and without you they wouldn't be the same and you know that" He looked down again pondering over what you said "If I did leave, would you stay or am I just fighting a losing battle?" He asked hoping to see if there was any change your demeanor, any possibility that this crushing situation could make a change for the better. "No, I wouldn't." You answered honestly because you wouldn't have wanted him to give up his dream for you, that in your mind would have been the ultimate act of selfishness "Y/N please don't do this to us..." Jungkook begged in a choked voice but you knew you had to do this... for the both of you and you weren't just saying that to make yourself feel better about what you were doing because that would have just been pathetic,you were saying this because this was truly what you felt was the best for both of you and you just knew that Jungkook would see it too, he just needed time to heal but Jungkook knew better, he knew that he would never get over this and everything in him was he yelling at him fight, to try and convince you that this wasn't for the best like you believed but like you said he was fighting a losing battle. "If this is really what you want..." Jungkook said still hoping that you'd realize this was a mistake and you'd change your mind "It is what I want" you said hoping that one day you'd be able to see the happiness that used to be in his eyes "Then...okay" Okay... that was the only thing he could say before he stood up and told you that he would move into the apartment with his Hyungs and that you should keep the apartment that you two once shared, he also informed you that he would come back later to move his things out and you told him that you were in no rush to kick him out of the apartment and for him to take all the time he needed. You were becoming increasingly worried about him because you could see that he was closing in on himself you could only hope that he would open up to one of his Hyungs because you knew there was no way he'd open up to you; not after this. The only thing you could do was reach out and hug him but he tensed up and didn't hug you back so you moved back quickly feeling as if you had crossed a boundary "I'm sorry... for everything" You said in a low voice "It's okay" Jungkook told you and in all honesty, it wasn't that he didn't want to hugs you back, he just didn't want to breakdown again and with that he left.

Y/N's POV

Some month had passed since the breakup and the boys were about to go back on the road in a few weeks but Jungkook had never come back for his things like he told you he would and at first you didn't want to text him about it about because you felt like it was too soon to talk to him but with the upcoming tour you knew he would need some things so you decided to bite the bullet and text but he never replied back to you and after a week of trying to reach him, you gave up and texted Namjoon who replied back to you immediately and told you he would be there in the morning to get the younger boy’s belongings. When Namjoon showed up he greeted you with a warm smile and a hug "Yeah kid, how have you been?" he asked with genuine concern in his voice "I've been better" you answered honestly "How's Jungkook?" You asked the question you've wanted to know since he left your apartment "He's.... He's not okay Y/N. He hasn't been okay since the breakup, he's been trying to hide it but it isn't working ; even ARMY's are starting to notice that something's up with him. All he's been doing is working his ass off day in and day out." Namjoon answered you in all honesty. You felt so bad hearing what he was going through and you wanted to be there for him with every fiber in your being but you knew you weren't the right one to console him, the only ones who could do that now was his Hyungs. Seeing the concern on your face Namjoon begun to assure you that Jungkook would be fine and that he just needed time and that you should focus on yourself and you promised him that you would. The rest of the day was filled with small talk as the two of you packed up Jungkook's belongings and soon enough the two of you were done "Well I guess it's time for me to go" Namjoon said as he placed the last box of Jungkook's belongings in the car "I guess so" You said as you gave Namjoon a hug "Thank you for coming to get his things. I know how hard it would have been for him." You told him "It's was no problem" he told you "And like I said before make sure to take care of yourself" He added as he hopped into the driver's seat "I will and good luck on the tour! And please take care of Jungkook, he really needs all of you right now." You asked him "I will, I promise and thank you" And with that and a wave Namjoon drove off with the last bit of evidence that you and Jungkook even lived together and part of you were sad at the fact that now your apartment looked more empty then you were use to but the other side of you look at it as room for possibilities, it was hard but you knew slowly but surely that you would move on and you were hopeful that Jungkook would too.

Present day…

Jungkook's POV

"Aye! You ready to go?" Taehyung had snapped Jungkook out of his thoughts of the past and brought him back into reality "Come on slowpoke! We don't want to be late for Y/N's wedding!" Taehyung exclaimed in excitement "Yeah yeah don't rush me perfection takes time! I have to make sure Y/N see what she messed out on" Jungkook said in a joking manner "HA! What she messed out on? More like the bullet she dodge!" Jimin laughed "If she messed out on anything it would have been me!" Jimin added with a wiggle of his eyebrows "You really think so? If you ask me, I'd say you're too short for her" Jungkook rebuttal "Hey! Is the anyway to talk to your Hyung!?" Jimin said with humor in his voice but also hint of annoyance for being called short again "Okay you two enough with the banter! We gotta go or we're really going to be late!" Seokjin informed the two of them "Okay okay we're coming!" Jungkook called out to Seokjin "After you short stuff!" Jungkook motioned for Jimin to go before him with a wink and Jimin hit his in the side which only made Jungkook laugh more "You know what? You're going to get enough of calling me short" Jimin said as he started walking pass the maknae and Jungkook only reply was laughter. Even though Jungkook seemed happy and all smiles, he was hurting of the inside, everything in him was telling him that even after four years he wasn't ready to see you let alone watch you literally walk down the aisle into the arms of someone who wasn't him. He wanted to stay home and scream until his lungs gave out and cry to his heart's content and kick and punch something or someone and that someone being himself for not fight as hard as he knew he should have but he knew he couldn't do that because he was tired of all the pity looks that he would get from his Hyungs after the breakup first happened and he was tired of them always asking him if he was okay every five seconds when it was obvious that he wasn't and he just wanted them to leave him alone but he knew they were doing this because they cared about him and wanted him to open up about how he was feeling instead of bottling it up because it wasn't healthy but he didn't care that it wasn't healthy because not matter how pathetic it sound or pathetic it made him feel, this feeling was the only thing he has still connecting him to you and he still wasn't ready to let it go yet. The drive to the banquet hall was filled with the same banter between the maknae line along with the occasional dad joke from Seokjin that resulted in Hoseok and Jimin laughing hysterically and Yoongi acting like he was annoyed by the cheesiness but in all actuality he enjoyed it as much as everyone else and everyone knew it. Everything seems like things are going back to normal like nothing changed but things had changed and Jungkook was feeling it heavily but at this point he had become a master at hiding his emotions because he didn’t  wanting to worry his Hyungs or ARMY’s… Or you for the matter so bottled it up and act like nothing happened. When they finally arrived, all of them filed out the car with Jungkook being the last and as he looked up at the place that would hold your wedding all the nervousness that he had been trying to bottle up came crashing down like a wave and this undeniable feeling of dread settled in the pit of his stomach that cause him to pause in his step and the first one to notice this was Yoongi “Hey are you okay?” Yoongi ask and he cringed the second he did because he already knew how much Jungkook hated to be asked if he was okay especially when it came to Y/N, and Yoongi could understand the appeal of putting up a wall but he also knew how unhealthy they could be “Yes I’m fine” Jungkook said his with a sigh as he began his ascend up the steps of the banquet hall but Yoongi stopped him “You do know it’s okay if you’re not and you don't have to put up a facade with me or any of us for that manner because we're always here to support you no matter what you're going through so if you don't want to sit through this wedding no one would think any less of you” Yoongi told him in an honest voice and as his words begun to settle in he looked up and realize that all of his Hyungs had to stop their ascend and was waiting for his answer, all willing to turn around right now and forget all about this wedding and pretend like they never showed up in the first place and for the first time in four years Jungkook really let his walls down and show just this how vulnerable he was and how this whole situation had just broke him “Okay maybe we should leave” Namjoon said before anyone else could say anything “ Yeah I think that's probably the best idea” Hoseok chimes in “No” Jungkook in a very finite way “I have to see this through if I don't I'll never get over this,  I'll never let it go and this is the only way I think I can give some closure for myself” Jungkook added in all honesty in full disclosure, no walls, no facades, just honestly. As he said this his thoughts went back to the day that the invitation to your wedding arrived in the mail.

Six months ago…

“We invite you to come and celebrate the union of Y/N and Y/F/N” He just kept reading that part over and over again while staring at the picture of you and your fiance looking so happy, it was driving him crazy he couldn't believe you were getting married! He always knew you wanted to but at the time he always thought it'd be him that you marry not this random Joe Schmo. And since the breakup the thought of you getting married never even crossed his mind that is until this invitation came in the mail and here you were standing with the most generic guy and with the biggest shit eating grin he’d even seen. He knew he was just being jealous and petty and he knew if it was him standing next to you in that picture instead of this guy, he would have the same grin on his face but in the moment he didn't care the only thing he cared about in the moment was releasing all the pent-up aggression he felt towards the man he never met but who had everything he wanted so he released it in the only way he knew how, by going to the gym. Jungkook was the guy who seems like he had it all, fame, fortune and a plethora of girls throwing themselves at him left and right but he didn't want a plethora of girls he wanted a one in particular but she didn't want him back, especially not now that she was marrying Y/F/N... He knew from that day on he would hate that name with a passion, the same passion that he loved your name with. At first he decided he wasn't going to go to the wedding and resolved to throwing the invitation into the trash bin the second he got a chance but he wasn't the only one who got the invitation in fact Y/N had sent one to every member of the group individually and soon enough they were all excited for her wedding and raving about what they will wear and how pretty she were going to look in the wedding dress and how happy the photo looked with Y/N’s fiance and if he wanted to keep his facade of being okay and being over you, he had to act equally as excited as everyone else if not more, which meant he was forced to go and couldn't ignore it the way he wanted to because it was going to be thrown in his face every day for six long months.

Present day…

Coming back out of his thoughts again he looked up at his Hyungs with a newfound revolve he had to do this not only for his sake but for yours too because he knew how worried you have been these past four years that he wasn't getting over the breakup and you were right but he didn't want to show that and he knew that if he didn't show up for this wedding then she would know that all her suspicions were right and that he wasn't over the breakup and that would just put a damper on your mood for your wedding and he will be damned if he did anything to ruin this day for you because beyond all the jealousy and sadness he was feeling over the fact that you  ultimately didn't choose him and all he wants is for you to be happy and if this guy Y/F/N made you happy then he would do everything in his power to be happy for you even if he couldn't be happy for himself. “Kook…are you sure?” Seokjin ask wanting to make sure that the maknae knew what he was getting himself into and that once he walked through those doors there was no turning back and that if he did it turn back it would be worse than if he had never walking through them in the first place, it was a long pause as Jungkook contemplated options but he ultimately knew that he had to face the music “Yeah I’m sure”  Jungkook finally answered “Then I guess it's time for us  to make our entrance” Namjoon said settling the conversation as the seven members continued their on their way into the banquet hall, once inside they were shocked to see just how beautifully decorated the banquet hall was, even though they shouldn't have been since Y/N  was a fashion editor and she had connections everywhere so Jungkook was sure that it wasn't hard for you to plan this wedding and make it perfect; unlike some brides you probably even enjoyed it immensely without becoming a bridezilla that was one thing he could never see you be coming. Soon enough the seven members were usher to their seats and informed that the wedding would proceed very soon,  jungkook's eyes scan the room and before long they landed on someone he recognized your best friend and the seconds they made eye contact she came running over to their table to greet them “Oh my God! Jungkook! Guys! Hi! It’s so good to see you! I’m so happy you all were able to make it you know with your busy schedule and such”  she greeted all of them with a huge smile and big hugs “It's good to see you Y/B/F/N” Jungkook said simply with a smile of his own “Oh my God! Y/N is going to be so happy that you guys made it! At first she was skeptical about sending out those invites to you guys because she didn't want to impose on your schedule and make you feel like you had to come but I told her that was nonsense and sent them out anyway. She was mad at me at first but when you guys RSVP that you are coming she was shocked but also very happy and so was I!” Y/N best friend explained in a very excited manner “Of course! We wouldn’t miss this for the world” Namjoon responded to Y/B/F/N “I see”  she said a little bit of a singalong flirtatious matter “Well I would love to sit around here and talk with you guys more but I have to go do a maid of honor stuff I hope to see you guys after the wedding” she added “Maybe we'll see” was Namjoon’s response because frankly he wasn't sure how well Jungkook was going to hold up during the wedding and if he would even be able to attend the after-party and with that Y/B/F/N was off. After that conversation every other encounter that came after was what normally happens whenever any of them was spotted out in public, chaos, but it wasn't the chaos of ARMY’s at airports or concerts or on the street, it was the chaos of everyone coming up to them to ask them about themselves from their work to their personal lives to people they know to why they were there in the first place, there were just nonstops questions left and right and they began to feel as if they were taking the spotlight of this being your big day away from you which was the last thing any of them wanted to do but soon enough everyone started to settle down as Y/N mother came out which signal the beginning of the wedding. And a knot in the pit of Jungkook’s stomach that always seemed to get to him at the worst moments follow this pattern. After Y/N mother the groom took his place at the altar and Jungkook finally got to see Y/F/N in person, maybe not up close and personal but then again he really didn't want to see him up close and personal but still in person. He has that same stupid grin on his face that Jungkook have grown to hate, he looks so fucking happy and it pissed Jungkook off, he was so focused on the anger he felt for your husband-to-be that everyone else who came out seem like a blur to him until he heard the famous tune that signals the bride is walking down the aisle. At that sound everyone turned in unison to see you enter and you looked stunning in your beautiful white gown decorated with ornate patterns that made the dress stand out all the more in all the right places, it has been everything have Jungkook had dreamt but now all the seemed like a nightmare, he thought that seeing you walking down the aisle and marrying someone else would give him the closure that he need really over the relationship that had ended four years ago but all it did was make him feel sick to his stomach knowing that it wasn't right but the fact of the matter is the only person it wasn't right for him. You looked absolutely happy, happier than you have ever looked when you were with him. And that fact alone made him even more sad than he already was you really have moved on to someone much better than him and there was nothing he could do to stop it and he shouldn't want to because he wanted you to be this happy with or without him. You were so focus on your husband-to-be that you walked right pass Jungkook and didn't even see him and in all honesty he shouldn't take this personally because in that moment you didn't see anyone else except the person that you planned on spending the rest of your life with but this hit him like a ton of bricks and he realized that this wasn't the closure that he had planned on getting when he walked into this building today but this was a closure he got, the brutal honesty of the fact that the girl that he was still in love with had moved clear pass him and that he was totally out of her focus. As Y/N finally reached the altar to stand side-by-side with the man that she would be married to within only moments, the love felt between the two was just as palpable as the tension that was felt the day that the two of you have called it quits. There was no turning back now there was nothing he could do to ever get you back, you were truly happy with the guy and as much as he hated him and he really hated him, he couldn't deny how happy he made you just by seeing with you up there. When the ceremony got to the part where the minister says “speak now or forever hold your peace” Jungkook could feel all of his Hyungs turn to look at him to see if he was going to say anything. Part of them wanted him to because maybe just maybe things could turn out good for their maknae in the end and they could see him ride off into the proverbial sunset but a bigger part of them knew that it was better that he held his peace which he did while never looking away from the one who got away.

[maraudersandlily20]

Three Moments, Three Women

Alice

Lily sat quietly, the fire roaring in her and Remus’ apartment. The boys had been called away on a mission by Dumbledore, but Lily had had a fever the day before. The shaking and the sweating didn’t make her particularly anxious to go and fight death eaters. She was usually the most gungho about missions, but she just couldn’t work up the energy.

She couldn’t work up the energy to do anything. She had tried to read, or to clean, or send letters to her parents, but everytime she lifted her head, spots swam in her vision and she had to stop. It was frustrating. She hated being sick. So she wrapped a blanket around her shoulders, wearing thin pajama shorts to let in cold air against her skin. The chair had basically swallowed her, and though she couldn’t get to sleep, she was undoubtedly comfortable.

A small knock on the door caught her attention. “Who is it?” She croaked.

“It’s Alice.” Lily couldn’t help but smile at the answer.

Alice Longbottom was not the type of person Lily thought she would be friends with. She was two years ahead of Lily and was unfailingly quiet. She rarely spoke to anyone in school and never drew attention to herself. She was mousy. It was the only word to describe her. Her husband, Frank, was the complete opposite. The Marauders adored him and his loud, clumsy ways. He often got into terrible trouble participating in pranks with them. They were polar opposites, Frank and Alice, but they loved each other fiercely that it just made sense.

When Lily accepted a post in the Order, she and Alice often were paired together on missions. Alice had a knack for calming Lily down when she got over emotional. Soon, Lily considered her one of her best friends. She and Frank lived a few streets over. So, visits between the two women were common.

“Come in!” Lily called. Alice followed her instructions and walked in, holding a large pot that was steaming. She set it down on the stove and made her way toward Lily. When she reached her side, she placed a small hand onto her forehead to feel her fever.

“Wow, Lils. Remus said you were bad, but you’re really burning up. How do you feel?”

“Like I’m dying. Like my throat is on fire and my body is going to explode. How do you feel?”

Alice laughed. “I feel amazing. Frank went with the other boys and left me alone. I finished the laundry and I made dinner. Which is why I’m here. I made way too much soup. I’m not very good at portion sizes yet. Remus told me you were sick and I thought maybe you’d like some?”

“Oh Alice. I think you may be an angel. Remus and I haven’t gone shopping all week and we’re basically out of food. I would love some soup.”

Her friend just laughed and began rummaging around the cupboards until she found bowls and spoons. She came back with two steaming bowls of soup, handing one to Lily before taking a seat on the couch beside Lily’s. The two then spent the next few hours talking and laughing and sharing stories of their boys or their time at Hogwarts. Lily watched Alice talk and felt her body relax. Her dear friend, seeing that Lily was finally giving in to sleep, kept talking, her stories and voice getting softer and warmer. After a few minutes, Lily was out cold. Alice laughed and cleaned up their dishes. She went around the apartment, tidying what she could, before settling on the couch with a book.

It must have been an hour later when James, Sirius, Remus, and Frank all came through the door, laughing and joking. Alice looked up and shushed them.

“Boys, Lily is trying to sleep.” They all got sheepish looks on their faces at her words, quieting their movements. Frank, her husband, walked over to her and gave her a swift kiss on the lips. Alice smiled up at him.

“Hello, love.”

“Hello. James, I think you should take Lily to bed. I left some soup on the stove for you all, so you just have to heat it up a little bit.”

“You’re amazing, Alice.” Remus said, gathering bowls from the cupboards. James grabbed Alice’s shoulder in a friendly way, kissing her cheek, before moving around her. He gently gathered Lily up in his arms and headed down the hallway toward her room. Her head lolled over to rest on James’ shoulder. Alice watched them fondly, standing and taking Franks hand in her own. They grinned at each other, heading for the door.

“Alice.” She looked back toward the kitchen, to see Sirius standing, his mouth full of soup, closed in a smile. “This is the best soup I’ve ever had.” She was amazed that he was able to keep the food in his mouth as he spoke

She grinned and laughed in her light way. “Thanks Sirius. I’ll see you boys later.” They were waved out the door and Remus looked back to his boyfriend.

“I love that woman.” Sirius murmured reverently, shoving more soup into his mouth.

“Who doesn’t?”

Marlene

Marlene was drunk. Incredibly drunk. She stood on the doorstep of Lily’s apartment, singing a Beach Boys tune and banging her hand against the door.

Lily threw open the door in exasperation. “Marlene. I love you. But you’re going to get arrested if you keep singing like that. If you can even call that singing. So please. I’m begging you, shut up.”

“Well, if you would answer your damn door, Lily, I wouldn’t have to resort to such dramatic tactics.”

The redhead rolled her eyes before letting Marlene stagger into the apartment. She guided her inebriated friend to the kitchen where Marlene sat down hard on the wooden floor.

“You’re gonna get yourself killed, drinking this much every Saturday night. No one ever wants to deal with you when you’re drunk, and you’re even worse when you’re hungover. You have work in the morning as well, of course. You’ll probably be fired in this state. Ugh, Marlene. Why do you keep doing this to me?Now sit down, I’ll pour you a glass of water and get you and aspirin.” Marlene started hiccuping, making Lily sigh deeply. “You can sleep with me tonight.”

“You know.” Marlene said. “If you stopped being such a spoilsport, turned on some music and maybe took a drink, this would be so much more fun.”

Lily tried to ignore her, and did so successfully for about 20 minutes. She got Marlene water and painkillers, but Marlene started begging. It was just one of those days where she needed to let loose and felt Lily had to do the same. And finally, Lily relented. She allowed her best friend to grab a bottle of firewhisky from the pantry and put on a Beetles album. Though it wasn’t in her plans, Lily got a little more tipsy then she originally thought.

Then they were dancing, singing at the top of their lungs, and were extraordinarily drunk. After the record ended, the two girls collapsed in a heap on the floor, drunken giggles spewing from their mouths. When they got control of themselves, they laid quietly on the floor, staring up at the ceiling.

“You ever think about the future?” Marlene asked.

“What about it?”

“I don’t know, like what kind of job you want. How many kids you want. What it would take to end the war. You know, that kind of stuff. The future?”

Lily shrugged. “I guess. But I’ve been thinking about that kind of stuff since James and I got together. When you meet the person you want to marry and spend the rest of your life with, it just makes sense to think that way.”

Marlene was quiet. “Lily, will we still be friends once you get married?”

“What?”

“I don’t know. I just worry sometimes that maybe, when you get married, you’ll forget all about me.”

“Marlene, are you out of your mind? You’re the best friend I ever had. Being married isn’t going to change that. Not in a million, trillion years.”

She laughed. “You promise?”

“I promise.”

James came over two hours later and found the pair asleep on the floor, their hands conjoined. He saw the mostly empty bottle of firewhiskey in the corner and knew what must have happened. He rolled his eyes and spoke to himself. “I swear, every time Marlene is over, they get drunk. What kind of girls night is it if you can’t even stay conscious?” But he left them there on the floor and pulled a blanket over the both of them, glad that, even though they never stayed sober together these days, Lily had a friend like Marlene.

Mrs. King

James had one neighbor on his floor. The other two apartments around his flat were empty. But there was an elderly woman who lived right by him. She was sweet, always brought the boys cookies or cake or whatever was left of the food she made that afternoon. James really liked her. Mrs. King was her name. She was the best neighbor he could ask for. 

 It was a Thursday night. He had just returned from a mission with Frank Longbottom and was anxious to get home. Sirius was spending the night with Remus due to some sleeping problems he was having. Which meant Lily was spending the night with him. The two had grown incredibly busy due to Order business and hadn’t spent time alone together for a while. He was planning on ordering a pizza and listening to music all night long, among other things.

He opened the door, expecting to hear some noise coming from the house. But it was silent. “Lily?” He called. No answer. This confused him. He knew she should be there, yet she was absent. And then he heard her laugh.

It was unmistakably her. He knew her laugh better than he knew his own. It wasn’t in his apartment, though, it was coming from next door. From Mrs. King’s apartment. He set down his bag and took of his jacket before walking over next door and quietly knocking. He heard a giggle from his girlfriend before she opened the door.

“Oh! Hi James.”

“Hi love. What are you doing over here? In an apron.” She was covered in flour, with a striped apron over her pajamas. She looked like she was cooking. “Lily are you cooking? I’m not sure that’s a good idea. We know what happens when you cook.” She rolled her eyes.

“Mrs. King is teaching me how to make bread. If you’re polite, you can stay.” He gaped after her as she disappeared behind the door. He followed after her, shaking his head in amusement.

Lily was kneading dough with her hands, the elderly woman by her side, quietly instructing her. James took a seat at the counter and watched them. Mrs. King was very kind, she praised Lily when she did something right and quietly corrected her when she messed up. Her patience was greatly appreciated by James, who knew when Lily got frustrated with cooking, she tended to give up or burn something. A guiding hand was just what she needed.

Mrs. King told the young couple stories of her husband. He was a war vet, the two of them were married for 40 years and were incredibly in love. She had been a school teacher and he became an engineer. They had 3 children, all of whom were married with kids of their own. He passed away from cancer, and she had moved into the apartment to not have to live in a big house alone. Lily and James were enthralled with her stories and were quite a captive audience. When the bread was baked, Lily asked if she would help her make dinner.

“Oh dears, are you sure this is how you want to spend your evening? An old woman like me isn’t much company.”

“Oh contraire, Mrs. King. If you force Lily away now, she’ll never be willing to learn how to cook again. I’m begging you, please teach her how to cook a meal.”

Mrs. King laughed and shook her head, but pulled out a recipe. She walked Lily through what to do to make a pasta dish, very softly. James sat with his head on his hand, smiling at the scene. Lily’s parents had been out of the country for a month by then and it was shocking to him how starved she was for parental affection. Mrs. King was just what she needed.

After a half hour, the pasta was made, the bread cooked and sliced and the table set. James and Lily sat with her, eating dinner and sharing stories. They had to watch what they said, considering the neighbor was a muggle, but they enjoyed themselves immensely. They sat at the table much longer than they expected. Finally, around 9 o’clock, Mrs. King looked up at them.

“I’ve loved having the both of you over this evening, but it’s getting rather late and I don’t want to take up your whole evening. Thank you for coming and making dinner with me, Lily.”

“Thank you for teaching me.” She answered, smiling. She and James stood, bid farewell to their neighbor, and headed next door. “James?” Lily said. He hummed in response as he unlocked the door. “Could we go and visit Mrs. King next week?”

James looked over at her, his expression warm. “Sure, Lils. Whatever you want.”

Hi kiddos!! This wasn’t the story I originally was going to post today, but, seeing as it’s National Women’s day, I wanted to write a few moments to highlight important women in Lily’s life. There’s hardly any plot, it’s not very well written. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is that it is so so so important to celebrate women, whatever way you are able to do that. For me, that’s writing. Women are so important to the world and in my life personally, and I needed to show some love for the ladies. So, please enjoy this story and make sure to tell any woman in your life how much you love and cherish them. We wouldn’t be anywhere without women. (I wrote this story in an hour to make sure I posted again today. If it’s bad, please don’t judge me too harshly haha.) Love you all! HAPPY NATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY!!

[fuckyeahfandoms]

Starry Night. [Poe Dameron X Reader]

So uh, my first fanfic on here. Dont know if I’ll continue posting on here but i’ve been a thot for poe x readers so here one is.

Warnings: Light swearing, bad writing.

pairing: poe x droidmechanic!reader

Poe jumped out of his X-Wing, the vehicle’s top staying open. He didn’t care, the only thing he cares about right now is his droid. “BB-8! Buddy, are you alright?” Poe exclaims out, helping BB-8 out of it’s place in his fighter. The droid chirped sadly. It was really beat up. When a couple TIE Fighters got too close Poe failed to protect BB-8 and got caught in the line of fire. Luckily, he wasn’t shot, but he still was damaged. “C'mon buddy, let’s take you to a mechanic.” Poe picked up his droid, whom was heavy, and walked out of the main hangar to where the escape pods and mechanics lied.

You just finished up on a reprogrammed war droid from atleast forty years ago. All it could say was “Roger, roger.“ but nonetheless was interesting to study. You finished fixing it’s joint and let it stand. “All done, buddy! You can go rest up now.” You told it. The droid followed your instructions and walked off into another room to charge up. You heard the small whir of the machine booting up and you were content with the quiet.

That was, until the best pilot in the Resistance came barging into your qaurters. He set down his BB unit droid and rushed right up to you.

“Sir, you cant--”

“I know, I know,” he spoke, his hands moved reassuringly. You could tell he was shaken up by something. His orange Resistance jumper clearly screaming that he was a pilot. “But my droid, BB-8, he was damaged pretty bad and I don’t know if I can fix him this time.” Poe looked down sadly. BB-8 rolled up slowly, it’s head down and busted up.

“Don’t worry. I’ll get your droid looking brand new. I just need your name.” You promised, pulling out a pen and peice of paper. You wrote down the description of the droid

sloppily before looking back at the pilot to get his name. He looked... familiar, you just couldn’t place it. Before you could think on it too much, he replied. “Poe. Poe Dameron.” Your stomach dropped. Poe Dameron?! The

Poe Dameron. “Best pilot in the resistance” Poe?

You kept your cool and wrote down his name too. Your handwriting was sloppy yet still readable.

“O-Okay, thank you. I’ll get right on it Poe.” and with that the famous pilot leaves hesitantly, the door hissing with it’s open and seal. You get past your nerves and kneel in front of BB-8. “Don’t worry, lil guy. We‘ll fix you right up. You’ll be brand new BB-8.”

***

Hours passed since late last night. The sun of the grassy planet you were based on was starting to rise. You worked on BB-8 all night, trying to get him done as fast as possible. You didn’t know when he was needed on another Resistance mission and you didn't intend on making him late. You especially didn’t want to get in trouble with the General. “Okay BB-8 all we need now is your antenna. You feel better?” You asked as you got up and opened your drawer. You scanned it to find the one labeled “BB UNIT.“

BB-8 let out a string of beeps and chirps. “I’m glad buddy.” You flashed a smile at him before turning back to find an antenna. You finally find the ones suitable for a BB unit and you pluck it from it's place. You kneel in front of BB-8. You start to put it in place before BB-8 starts “talking” again. You’re taken back. “What? No, BB-8, you’re mistaken. You showed up really beat down. Your circuits weren’t working properly.”

The little droid insisted on the idea that you had a crush on Poe. “Alright BB-8 so what if I do?” The droid starting beeping happily, rolling forward and back like a happy puppy. ”Hey!” You stop working on his antenna. You place your hands on your thighs. “You can’t tell a soul. Or droid. Especially Poe or C-3PO. We both know that droid can’t keep a secret. But, that’s beside the point. You can’t tell him. This is my first official interaction with him besides seeing him in the dining hall or around the base.” BB-8 beeps in agreement. You sigh in relief. “Thank you, BB-8. If you didn’t agree I was ready to reprogram you.” You joked and BB-8’s head jerked back in fake surprise, making you giggle. “Alright, alright. Let’s get this thing on and you’ll be ready to see Poe again.”

You call Poe into your workshop immediately. Once he shows up, he’s panting. The door unlocks with a hiss and reveals the pilot, out of breath. You chuckle, “You sure got here fast.” He smiles, completely entering the room causing the door to seal with another hiss. BB-8 comes barelling towards Poe. “Oh, buddy! I missed you!” Poe exclaimed, he wore a huge smile as he rubbed BB-8’s belly as if he was a dog. You can’t help but smile at the relationship that Poe and his droid have. Most just cared about their droid getting the job done but Poe cared for his droid like it was a real person. Poe stood, dismissing himself from BB-8 for a second. He was still wearing his jumper. Vest and all.

Poe walked up to you and placing a hand on your shoulder. “Thank you so much for fixing BB-8. I don‘t know how to make it up to you.”

You smiled nervously and rubbed your head, “How about breakfast? I haven‘t got a wink of sleep.” Poe’s features shifted. “I’m s--” You stopped him right there. “No need to apologize. BB-8 kept me company. Your droid’s quite funny, you know. Which made me think, do droids-- other than protocol droids--understand jokes?” Poe stopped to think and BB-8 beeped out something that made you erupt into laughter. “My flying ski--? BB-8!” Poe exclaimed out. “Listen, I don’t know where he got that from.”

Your laughing fit started to wind down. “He’s probably been spending too much time with R2.” Poe laughed, “You might be right there.“ Poe shifted a little, “About that breakfast.” You jumped, “Oh right! Yeah hold on.” You unzipped your jumpsuit, letting it fall around your waist. You tied the sleeves together quickly and you felt the breeze of the room with your tanktop on. You grabbed some credits from the top of your counter. You turned to Poe.

His brown eyes were just staring at you before he snapped back into reality. “No, I’ll pay.” He insisted. You felt concern grow. “Are you sure?” You questioned, slowly placing the credits back onto the table. “Yeah, you fixed my droid, it’s the least I can do.” You smiled at his generosity and began to walk aside him to the door which quickly opened. “I never caught your name.” He said, BB-8 trailing behing the both of you as you set your paths to the mess hall. You tucked a stray hair from your face, setting it behind your ear. “Y/N.” You replied. Poe smirked. “Well, Miss Y/N, it’s been a pleasure having you fix my droid.” He bumped his shoulder with yours. You giggled, replying back in the same fashion. “Well, Mr. Dameron, it’s been a pleasure fixing your droid and having you buy me food.”

***

Months to come after that came more visits from Poe. It’s been four months since BB-8’s incident and Poe (along with BB-8) have not stopped visiting you. The droid has taken quite a liking to you and you think Poe has too.

The two of you have grown very close. Best friends even. Plus, ever since BB-8’s incident, Poe always brought you food when you didn‘t show up at the mess hall for dinner. Which was very sweet of him. And when you did show up, he kept you company by sitting with you everytime.

Today was one of those days where you missed dinner because of a protocol droid with a broken arm. You needed to replace the whole thing and rewire it completely. When you were done, it was just starting to become ten o’ clock. “God damnit.” You muttered under your breath. Poe wasn’t going to come, he was already sleeping probably. You sat down, going through your list of what to do tomorrow morning before you went to bed.

The door opened with a loud hiss and a small knock followed. “Y/N?” You sat up immediately. “Huh?” It was Poe. With food in his hands.

You rushed up to him and enveloped him in a hug. “You saved me. Thank you so much.” You took the bag of food from his hands and kissed his cheek. You grabbed the bag and turned to go sit but Poe grabbed your wrist, spinning you around. You were met eye to eye with him. He looked a bit flustered but maintained his suave nature. He looked all fancied up too. Shirt, jacket, pants, boots. Okay maybe it’s what he wore causally all the time but it’s rare you ever see him dressed this way. “I don’t think so missy. You’re coming with me.” You raised an eyebrow, “Where is that exactly?” Poe smirked, his brown eyes twinkled. “The most beautiful spot in the Resistance base.”

You followed him to wherever the hell he was taking you. You took small bites of the food Poe brought you when he wasn’t looking. “So uh, where’s BB-8?” You ask quietly, trying not to wake up the entire base and hiding your mouth full of food. “Like my droid better than me now, do we?” He chuckled. “BB-8’s back in my quarters. He had a long day.” You laughed. “How would a droid have a long day Dameron?”

“He was helping me a lot today.” Poe said defensively, the smile still bright on his face. “You should know about droids more than anyone Y/N.” He nudged you and you smiled leaning into him so he could wrap his arm around your shoulders, the leather of his jacket felt warm on your shoulders that were exposed by your tanktop. Your jumpsuit was tied around your waist again, you didn’t want to sweat wherever you were going. Besides, if you got hot, you had pants under.

Poe, while walking, looked down at your food. “Have you been eating that?” He pointed and you snorted loudly, erupting into laughter. “Shh!” he shushed you, but he was laughing himself.

***

After a few minutes of walking Poe finally lead you to the hangars. Poe jogged over to a stack of crates, and climbed on top of them. You slowly walked up to him. “What are you doing?” You question, genuinely curious now. Poe extended his hand and after giving him a weird look you took it. He hoisted you up, opening a tile that lead to the roof where stars lied for as far as you could see. The scenic view of the grass planet you were stationed only added to the view.

“Woah,” You breathed out. “Yeah,” Poe whispered out gruffly. “The views gorgeous isn’t it?” You turn to look at Poe and his eyes met yours. Was he looking at you this whole time?

“I just thought I would bring you out here for once. You’re always holed up in that workshop of yours.” You smiled, unsure if Poe could see you smiling. “Thank you, Poe.”

“Anytime, doll.”

Your stomach sunk at the nickname but you ignored it, thinking it meant nothing. Instead, you grabbed your food and started to eat it. Poe leaned back and rested on his elbows his brown eyes flickering between the night sky and you.

When you finished your food, you set it aside and laid back, putting one arm under your head and the other on your stomach.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Poe?”

“I love you.”

Your heart stopped before it began racing again. He loved you? As friends?

“I-I love you too, Poe.”

He suddenly turned over to his side, facing you. He was leaning on his left arm, his hands cupped. “No, like, I love you.”

You sat up. “Poe...? What do you mean?”

“Okay. Uh, Y/N ever since months ago when you fixed BB-8. I’ve sort of had a small crush on you and I used this,” He gestured around the two of you. “As a excuse to ask you out. Not the best but--”

You were taken back. Poe liked you? Holy hell. You were overwhelmed. “Poe,” you said softly which made him look up at you. “I’ve always felt the same. I-I love you, flyboy.” And with a giant grin, Poe pushed his lips onto yours.

The rest of the night was spent talking (and kissing) until the both of you fell asleep.

[spideywritings]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE!!! 💛💛 so I use the same description of my self everytime but I have light brown hair and light blue eyes and im a huge dork and I love writing and reading and singing and trying to be an artist (but I fail) and I'm trying to be a photographer bc I love photography. My favorite time of day is like kinda late afternoon/sunset, favorite season is fall, I'm a INFP and uh I love Sam with my whole heart 😊😊

sam holland is an actual sweetheart wow i feel u my dude and thank you so much!!! i read up on your personality type and i really hope i did it justice! :)

i feel like sam is like, secretly artsy yanno? like i feel like he definitely has an appreciation for fine arts and stuff like that especially because he’s classically trained (and his brothers are also interested in film and all that fun stuff)

that being said, he’d 100% support your artistic leanings and encourage you to pursue writing and singing and drawing and photography!!

would even volunteer to be your subject

definitely shares your love for the late afternoon

will definitely pick you up unannounced and take you on dates where you both can see the sun set

isn’t too highkey/nitpicky about dates and hangouts and stuff like that

as long as you’re there he could be in the middle of nowhere and be happy

definitely not a hard to please boy

BUT he’d want to give you the world ofc bc wow!! you’re amazing and wonderful and i love u

really good at sponteneity and attempts to surprise you as much as possible

never ever wants to make you feel like he doesn’t understand you

he knows just the right thing to do to make that inner light you have shine as brightly as possible

he loves it when you talk about things you’re passionate about 

i feel like sam’s also an introvert/possibly an ambivert so he really gets that sometimes you need your space to just chill and relax

BUT he knows not to give you too much space bc you get a lil antsy at being isolated for too long 

so he comes over just to come over

you can spend hours just sitting with each other, your head on his shoulder, and not say a word

he really likes making you feel comfortable

reads you like a book and can instantly tell what and when something’s wrong

doesn’t ask you outright but ups his game a little to get you to smile :)

think cute walks in the falltime where he holds your hand and talks about everything under the sun 

honestly though just imagine holding his hand while he has half a sweater paw wow how precious

on the flipside he’s also a massive dork with big brown eyes and cute freckles dotting his cheeks

loves when you kiss his freckles because :D it makes him feel warm and fuzzy and loved

really likes every single photo you take

“harry look my girlfriend takes better pictures than you”

you always tell him he’s bound to be biased but he never fails to counteract with “it’s not bias, it’s love” and then you proceed to roll your eyes

not huge on pda but you know you’re gonna get your fill of cuddles and hugs when you’re alone

bc he’s an octopus and never wants to let go

likes listening to you sing idly to yourself

smiles unconsciously whenever you do bc wow you’re the cutest thing ever

conclusion: the softest couple to ever exist

like what you see?

[monstrousthingsrp]

Time Period Quick Reference:

Courtesy the lovely Erin (@incre-et-painture) we now have a handy-dandy little reference to help us all “flow with the times” without having to struggle between either spending precious time researching or winging it and hoping for the best! She actually lived in England during the period in which our game is set, so if you have additional questions about the setting she’ll be happy to help you out--

Although keep in mind that this is an alternate universe. As such, specific individual facts and historical events may be different. So don’t worry about getting bogged-down in the details; after all, this is a world in which The Cold War was replaced by The Worldwide Witchunt Wars. There probably was no Cuban Missile Crisis; there may not have even been a Space Race! We’ve left particular historical details vague enough that we can tailor them to suit whatever plot-points we all decide to develop.

So just as with the timeline, view the following as a reference guideline, not a checklist to obey!

Technology:

This is probably the most important one for us, as unlike most Potterverse games we’re actually playing in a world where your character very well might have access to the sort of technology that we take for granted in our current lives -- albeit several generations older than what we’ve got on hand now!

Most computers operate using ethernet cords to connect to the internet, laptops weigh an extremely portable 52 pounds, basically, and camera phones are cutting edge technology. The pictures taken with them are notoriously grainy at this stage and definitely not the crystal clear video we’re used to.

Most mobile phones operate on a “top up” method where you pay for minutes. They’re called track phones in the U.K. Also, most people are paying per text message sent, but it’s still a popular method of communication. You can top up your minutes in most convenience stores and by calling into your provider’s number. There aren’t any smartphones, apps, and other things like that. Public payphones still exist, although they are fading out by this point.

Travel is done by taxi, bus, and tube. Lyft and Uber do not exist. Londoners love the Tube and definitely travel that way frequently. For frequent travelers, Oyster cards are refillable cards that are similar to the Metro cards we use in the US. In fact, 2004 was the first year that Oyster cards existed. They can also be used on the bus and train, but not on taxis.

Please also remember that trains are a popular method of travel for Europeans. They’re also very reliable and a great way to get around. (As for whether people would be comfortable sharing a carriage with someone who’s got stars by their eyes, well...)

Pop Culture: Sport

As much as it breaks my heart, Manchester United won the FA cup in 2004. (Mod Note: her Erin, maybe in this messed-up world West Ham isn’t a total lost cause? I mean, sport doesn’t have to have happened the same as it did in reality, and we’ve got so many crazy things going on here already -- wealthy Weasleys, werewolf-friendly Blacks, a living Regulus...stranger things could happen, right?)

For those of you interested in talking football, here are the league tables for that season. Please keep in mind that different teams are in different leagues so, if your character follows a team, make sure you know who they play. :)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004%E2%80%9305_Football_League

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004%E2%80%9305_FA_Premier_League

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004%E2%80%9305_Football_League_Championship

Pop Culture: Telly

The Television lineup in Britain in real 2004-2005 contained the shows:

Little Britain

Spooks

Eastenders

Still Game

Dr. Who (the new series had just started, but the reruns were still extremely popular and well-loved by a majority of British people)

Casualty

The Doctors

Holby City

River City

Blue Peter

Strictly Come Dancing

And news is broadcast on the BBC News

For a comprehensive list, please see this article: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_television_programmes_broadcast_by_the_BBC

Please pay attention to the years listed for each program to make sure that it’s applicable...and feel free to make up shows of your own that might exist in this reality! Just keep in mind that TV in England was a much smaller, lower-budget, more contained entity than the overwhelming glut of channels going on in America.

Pop Culture: Music

This will be a painful trip for some of us. After all, I think we’d probably all rather forget that Kelis ever proclaimed that her milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. However, it’s a sad fact that she did, and this is the time when it happened!

Now again, we are living in an alternate reality here, so feel free to make up other songs and singers and groups -- both mundane and magical; maybe the Weird Sisters and Celestina Warbeck don’t exist here (and maybe they do) but there are surely still some magical musicians (maybe some taking advantage of the “dangerous” aura their magic grants them, while others might try and downplay it) so please, let your imaginations run wild! Maybe this Brittany Spears never sang Toxic but rather Cursed...maybe this Goldie Lookin Chain wrote Wands Don’t Kill People, Rappers Do. Who knows, have fun! The following list is for reference so that you know what kind of music and what kind of bands (probably) exist in this world and this time. And, maybe, to give you all a trip -- pleasant or otherwise -- down nostalgia lane. Enjoy!

Here are the Top 100 Songs of 2004 in the UK:

01 Eamon ~ F**k It (I Don't Want You Back)

02 Eric Prydz ~ Call On Me

03 Anastacia ~ Left Outside Alone

04 DJ Casper ~ Cha Cha Slide

05 Usher featuring Lil' Jon & Ludacris ~ Yeah!

06 Frankee ~ FURB (F U Right Back)

07 Kelis ~ Milkshake

08 Mario Winans featuring Enya & P Diddy ~ I Don't Wanna Know

09 3 Of A Kind ~ Baby Cakes

10 Michelle McManus ~ All This Time

11 Britney Spears ~ Everytime

12 Michael Andrews featuring Gary Jules ~ Mad World

13 Destiny's Child ~ Lose My Breath

14 The Shapeshifters ~ Lola's Theme

15 Outkast ~ Hey Ya!

16 LMC vs U2 ~ Take Me To The Clouds Above

17 O-Zone ~ Dragostea Din Tei

18 The Streets ~ Dry Your Eyes

19 Busted ~ Thunderbirds / 3AM

20 Usher ~ Burn

21 Britney Spears ~ Toxic

22 Natasha Bedingfield ~ These Words

23 Ozzy & Kelly Osbourne ~ Changes

24 Boogie Pimps ~ Somebody To Love

25 Kelis ~ Trick Me

26 The Rasmus ~ In The Shadows

27 Band Aid 20 ~ Do They Know It's Christmas?

28 Nelly ~ My Place / Flap Your Wings

29 D12 ~ My Band

30 McFly ~ 5 Colours In Her Hair

31 Girls Aloud ~ I'll Stand By You

32 Cassidy featuring R Kelly ~ Hotel

33 Jamelia ~ Thank You

34 Peter Andre ~ Mysterious Girl

35 Maroon 5 ~ This Love

36 Eminem ~ Just Lose It

37 Rachel Stevens ~ Some Girls

38 Khia ~ My Neck My Back (Lick It)

39 Christina Milian ~ Dip It Low

40 McFly ~ Obviously

41 JoJo ~ Leave (Get Out)

42 Deep Dish ~ Flashdance

43 Lemar ~ If There's Any Justice

44 J-Kwon ~ Tipsy

45 Will Young ~ Leave Right Now

46 Sean Paul featuring Sasha ~ I'm Still In Love With You

47 Brian McFadden ~ Real To Me

48 Girls Aloud ~ Love Machine

49 Katie Melua ~ The Closest Thing To Crazy

50 2Play featuring Raghav & Jucxi ~ So Confused

51 Twista ~ Sunshine

52 Sam & Mark ~ With A Little Help From My Friends / Measure Of A Man

53 Robbie Williams ~ Radio

54 Blue ~ Breathe Easy

55 The Black Eyed Peas ~ Shut Up

56 Twista ~ Slow Jamz

57 Busted ~ Who's David

58 Ice Cube featuring Mack 10 & Ms Toi ~ You Can Do It

59 U2 ~ Vertigo

60 Girls Aloud ~ The Show

61 N*E*R*D ~ She Wants To Move

62 Christina Aguilera featuring Missy Elliott ~ Car Wash

63 Nina Sky ~ Move Ya Body

64 Anastacia ~ Sick And Tired

65 Maroon 5 ~ She Will Be Loved

66 Ja Rule featuring R Kelly & Ashanti ~ Wonderful

67 Goldie Lookin Chain ~ Guns Don't Kill People, Rappers Do

68 The 411 ~ Dumb

69 Usher ~ Confessions Part II / My Boo

70 Special D ~ Come With Me

71 Kelis featuring Andre 3000 ~ Millionaire

72 Keane ~ Somewhere Only We Know

73 Duncan James & Keedie ~ I Believe My Heart

74 Jamelia ~ See It In A Boy's Eyes

75 Natasha Bedingfield ~ Single

76 The 411 featuring Ghostface Killah ~ On My Knees

77 Franz Ferdinand ~ Take Me Out

78 Gwen Stefani ~ What You Waiting For?

79 Basement Jaxx featuring Lisa Kekaula ~ Good Luck

80 George Michael ~ Amazing

81 D12 ~ How Come

82 Kylie Minogue ~ I Believe In You

83 4-4-2 ~ Come On England

84 Jay Sean featuring The Rishi Rich Project ~ Eyes On You

85 Avril Lavigne ~ My Happy Ending

86 Rachel Stevens ~ More More More

87 Enrique featuring Kelis ~ Not In Love

88 Ultrabeat ~ Feelin' Fine

89 Jennifer Lopez ~ Baby I Love U

90 Green Day ~ American Idiot

91 The Streets ~ Fit But You Know It

92 Sugababes ~ Too Lost In You

93 Victoria Beckham ~ This Groove / Let Your Head Go

94 Ronan Keating ~ She Believes (In Me)

95 Shaznay Lewis ~ Never Felt Like This Before

96 Britney Spears ~ My Prerogative

97 Ashlee Simpson ~ Pieces Of Me

98 Busted ~ Air Hostess

99 Outkast featuring Sleepy Brown ~ The Way You Move

100 The Black Eyed Peas ~ Hey Mama

For the rest of 2004 in music in the real world, please go to this wikipedia entry: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_in_British_music_charts

Random Stuff:

Since the standard closing time for a pub is 11 PM, that’s when “Needles” closes. There are after-hours nightclubs, and people probably go to them, but Needles does its last call at 10:45.

Prostitution is not illegal in Britain, but running a brothel is. Basically, a person can sell themselves, but you can’t sell other people. (I just feel like this is useful information.)

Gun Control Laws had banned both automatic and semi-automatic weapons. Rifles were still allowed for those with hunting permits.

Courtesy Millie @theinvisibleboi: 2004 is also the year Facebook launched (although at that point it would have still been restricted to school e-mail accounts) and the Olympics were held in Athens, in case anyone wanted to feel old! (Probably wix would not be allowed to compete...but if anyone wants to create some kind of controversial Olympics history or event for this world, or otherwise alter history to conform to to AU, please feel free!)

Again, please use this wonderful collection of data that Erin has so helpfully provided us with for as general reference, not uncompromising and stone-set facts that you must know, utilize, and memorize! None of us are expert historians and unless you do something really obvious like reference an iPhone or One Direction, we aren’t going to call you out on it -- especially when an “error” might just be a difference between this world and our own. This is just to help you get in the “vibe” of the time period, not information that you’ll be tested on later. So don’t panic, stay loose, and feel free to get creative!

Thanks once more to Erin for putting this together for all of us, and remember that if you have questions about anything else regarding England in 2005, please feel free to message her and she’ll help out as best she can!