#not to toot my own horn but !!! honk honk!!!
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There it is! Final chapter is posted! *not me eyeing my ao3 inbox in anticipation while cackling to myself*
#octopath traveler 2#octopath traveler fanfic#castti florenz#osvald v. vanstein#florenvald#i'm so proud of this fic#i think i did good with this one#honk honk that's the sound of me tooting my own horn#postal ninja fanfic
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*wipes brow*
One down, seven more pages to go
#gopher rambles#wip#the whole page looks better than i thought it would. im full of surprises for myself lately. not to toot my own horn or anything but-#HONK HONK! a bitch has some fucking PRIDE in 'emself for once!#also i feel so silly and fun signing this as 'gopher g. galster'; not important but i do very much enjoy my name
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Tbh I'm not holding my breath thinking anyone's gonna care about my OC, like sorry for those with bad taste etc etc. I just wanna know how well I'm doing with Pickles. 🤧
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oh y'all are in for SUCH a treat once I finish this NITW human design page...
#I'm so so so pleased with it !!! :D#I just added another two pencil drawings to add to the ink drawings and damn... these look so good LOL#not to toot my own horn but !!! honk honk!!!#I also added pencil drawings of the normal game animal designs beside each ink drawing... ough it all looks so good#gallytrottings
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every now and again you’re gonna draw something that reminds you that hey um actually you’re a really good artist and you’re never gonna get used to it
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smitten: jungkook's date is tonight but y/n's more stressed about it than he is
➺ pairing; jeon jungkook x reader
➺ genre; smitten!miniseries!! bff!kook & smitten!y/n!! university!au!! honk honk humour!! the boo hoo angsty wattpad-energy fic of your dreams!! unrequited love!! so much pining!! it hurts so bad but that's what makes it so good!! yoongi should really mind his own business!!
➺ wordcount; 6.5k
➺ summary; jungkook's dream date with ji-eun is tonight and y/n's going to do everything in her power to make sure everything goes perfectly.
➺ what to expect; "we've been planning and preparing for this date for the past week, jungkook. i'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that things go according to plan. your date is going to be perfect.”
➺ currently spinning on the record player; i wish [one direction]
➺ smitten: part one [the almost confession]; part two [the incriminating note]
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“pepperoni to garlic knot- pepperoni to garlic knot- come in- are you there?"
the sound of the walkie talkie crackling to life makes you perk up and you reach behind to pull it out from your back pocket, pressing down on the side button with your thumb before bringing it up to your mouth
“garlic knot to pepperoni- i'm here." you bite back a grin at the silly nicknames jungkook insisted on using before speaking up again, "the last of the fairy lights have been strung up, by the way! over."
“oh, sick!" jungkook gasps lightly, "okay, i need you to come down and help me because i've been trying to tie this tie for the last, like, half an hour and at this point i’m just going to have to wave a white flag and surrender. over.”
"roger that. i'm coming down." you tuck the walkie talkie into your pocket again before letting out a sigh and looking around the rooftop setup with your hands on your hips
you must admit it looks really good (as it should, because you've literally been setting everything up since this morning and it's about 5:30pm now)
the bubble tent's been blown up and you made it all comfy and cozy inside with fluffed up pillows and soft throw blankets
you strung the fairy lights up on the clotheslines and you made sure to use fresh batteries for them so that they'll last all night
and the little round table that jungkook and ji-eun will be eating dinner at was a little wobbly but that problem was easily fixed with some blu-tak
the happy smile on your face twitches slightly when the realization that you spent the entire day setting up a date that you're not even a part of hits you
"…oh, you silly girl.” you can't help but snort as you shake your head and turn around to head towards the rooftop door so you can go to jungkook’s apartment, "you silly, silly girl-"
all of this time
all of this effort
all of this everything for a boy you like who you know for sure doesn't like you back because if he liked you back he wouldn’t have asked someone else out
what exactly do you think the end result is here?
what exactly do you think you're gaining out of this?
literally nothing!!!!
so why are you doing all of this??
"because i'm a big ol' simp with no backbone, apparently-" you mutter under your breath as you open the door to jungkook's apartment, forcing the frown off your face and replacing it with an easygoing smile
you may be a simp with no backbone but…
well, no
that’s it. there’s nothing else to say.
"y/n? that you?"
"yeah! sorry, probably should’ve knocked or something- also, not to toot my own horn or anything, but i did a fantastic job with the decorations! i could be a party planner or something if this whole school thing doesn’t work out-” you kick the door shut behind you before looking around for jungkook, "where are you?"
"gimme a sec! i'm, like- i'm almost done, just wait-"
you plop down on the couch and tilt your head back to look up at the ceiling before letting out another quiet sigh
this is why you need to be constantly busy doing things, because if you get even a moment of peace, you start to think and think and think and you hate being alone with your thoughts because your brain starts to mock you and berate you and say things like hey, y/n? you have a paper due at midnight tonight that you're only halfway done with but instead you're prioritizing being a wingwoman to a boy who's head over heels in love with someone else-
"okay, hi!" you jolt in surprise at the sound of jungkook's voice from behind you and you're about to turn around when suddenly he speaks up again, "hold on! close your eyes until i tell you to open them."
"what? why?" you frown as you settle back against the couch again and shut your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest, “i already know what you’re going to wear, i’m the one that picked the outfit for you anyway-”
"i know, but surprises are fun-" you hear the shuffling of material and you resist the urge to turn around immediately as your impatience grows, "okay, i think that looks fine. turn around!"
"i really don't know why you had to prepare me to see you in-" you twist your upper half around so you can finally look at jungkook and almost immediately you feel your heart skip a beat at the sight
the crisp white button-up tucked into a pair of slacks are a stark contrast to the outfits you're so used to seeing jungkook in because most of the time he's drowning in a sweatshirt that's ten sizes too big for him and some slouchy cargo pants and a pair of chunky black stompers
but this? this is…
oh, wow.
"so?" jungkook's being uncharacteristically shy with you as he averts his gaze and reaches down to fiddle with one of the buttons on his shirt, "how… do i look?"
"-handsome." you blurt out, shaking yourself out of your slight daze as you get up from the couch so you can go over to him, "you look- you look very handsome, jungkook. you- yeah, you look very handsome.” you press your lips together, unsure if you should say anything else because you’re not sure where the line is between being a supportive friend or just ogling your friend like he’s a piece of meat
it's when you find yourself looking down at your own outfit (jeans and a t-shirt and socks with a hole on the right heel) that the little voice in the back of your head reminds you of the reality of the situation: that he's looking very handsome not for you, but for ji-eun, and in this moment you wish there was a way to just shut your brain off to cease all cruel thoughts
jungkook looks very nice. just focus on one thing at a time.
“oh my god-“ jungkook's nose immediately scrunches up before he lets out a little laugh, "you're totally hitting on me right now, you weirdo- you look very handsome, jungkook-” he mocks you in a higher voice and you can’t help but feel a little dejected that this is how he reacts to a genuine compliment from you
if anything, it’s more confirmation you didn’t need that jungkook most definitely doesn’t feel the same way about you
"well, i-" you stop yourself from walking any closer to him as you feel your entire face flush bright red, "i- well, i’m trying to be supportive here… you look nice, i’m not gonna be an asshole and say you look bad for this date-” you force out a nervous laugh as you reach up to rub the back of your neck, "whatever, you look fine-"
“thank you, i just- i’m not used to compliments but anyway-” jungkook interrupts you (thankfully, otherwise you definitely would’ve continued to babble and babble and babble) to hold up a black tie, "you need to help me with this."
"you know, i… i actually don't think you need the tie?" you tilt your head a little as you look over jungkook's outfit, "i think you'll look better without it on, and a tie seems a little too formal for the date- can i-" you shuffle forwards slightly before undoing a couple of buttons on jungkook's shirt and spreading the collar open a little, jungkook raising his head a bit so you can work your magic
"you really think this looks better?” he asks quietly, and your eyes flicker up to meet his for a brief second before you quickly look back down at your fumbling fingers
"yea,” you respond, pressing your lips together as you smooth out the collar before taking the tie from his hand, tossing it over your shoulder and stepping back to look at your work, "yeah. that's much better. okay, put the suit jacket on, lemme see the whole look-"
"dude, i've been, like- so nervous all day." jungkook lets out a breath as he pulls the suit jacket up off the back of the couch, "like- okay, obviously ji-eun and i get along really well in real life, but this is the first time we'll be in, like, a romantic setting, you know? like romantic on purpose.“
"it'll be fine. i mean, you already got through the hardest bit which was asking her out-" you shrug as you lean against the back of the couch and cross an ankle over the other, "and she said yes, so… obviously you're doing something right. you’re gonna be fine, you just have first date jitters! everyone gets the first date jitters.”
"i know, but-" he smooths the sleeves of the suit jacket out before looking back over at you, "ah, i don't know. i just feel like i'm gonna screw up somehow, you know?"
"you won’t,” you shake your head before offering him a smile, "just be yourself! don't put too much pressure on, like- on acting like how you think she wants you to act, you know what i mean? just be yourself. she likes you, jungkook. you're a total catch, so-" you cut yourself off before you wander into the ‘you’re a total catch which is actually the reason why i’m in love with you' portion of your pep-talk as you get up off the couch, "yeah! just- just relax. everything's going to go perfectly tonight. and like i was saying when i first walked in here, not to toot my own horn or anything but the rooftop looks immaculate.”
“i’m sure it does! i can’t wait to see it-“ jungkook pauses all of a sudden, his eyes widening in realization, "oh, shit!"
you don't even get the chance to ask him what's wrong before he starts to spiral and you blink rapidly at the sudden change in behaviour
"oh my god.” jungkook slaps his hand against his forehead, “i- fuck, i forgot to pick up the flowers and the- oh my god, i knew i forgot to do something today!" he gawks, pulling his phone out of his back pocket, "shit! shit, shit- damnit, i was gonna pick them up this morning and then i went to the gym and i forgot-"
“i-" you’re slightly startled at how stressed he is over some flowers and you can’t help but chuckle, “there’s even a little sticky note on the fridge to remind you-”
"i know!” jungkook whines, “i know, i don't know, i guess it just slipped my mind because i've literally been thinking about this date all week-“ he sucks some air in through his teeth before shaking his head, “okay, i guess i can just head over there right now and then come back-”
"woah, woah-" you skid over and press a hand to jungkook's chest to keep him from bolting out the door, “what are you talking about? you can't leave now! it's- it's 5:45- and not to mention, it's literally rush hour so the highways are probably all clogged up right now and- ji-eun's going to be here in half an hour so you'll never make it back in time and your suit's going to get all wrinkled because you'll be all cramped up on the bus-"
"y/n, the flowers and the teddy bear are two essential parts of the date,” jungkook looks at you with wide eyes, clearly desperate to leave the apartment, “i’m not gonna have anything to give her when she arrives, she can’t show up only for me to be empty handed-”
"hey, relax!” you snap, softening your tone when jungkook’s shoulders droop slightly, “listen, you are not going to leave the apartment because ji-eun is coming and i’m sure she’ll be disappointed if she finds me on the rooftop instead of you. this is what’s going to happen: you’re going to sit here and wait for ji-eun, i’m going to go and pick up the flowers and the teddy bear, and then you can give them to her after the date. it’s going to be fine, you are literally being so dramatic right now-”
"but-"
"look, i'm sure ji-eun isn't going to throw a tantrum if you don't present her with a bouquet of flowers at the beginning of the date- if she did, that’d be kind of odd but that’s not the point- the point is, it'll be fine. you go on your date, i’ll pick them up."
"yeah, but-!"
"kook, i've got it, alright?" you back away from him slowly but you keep your arm extended to make sure he doesn't move, "i'll take care of everything, you know i can handle it- just- i'm gonna go now and then- i'll leave behind the rooftop door as soon as i get them, okay? and i'll text you so that you'll know they're there-"
"y/n…" jungkook chews on the inside of his cheek anxiously, guilt swirling around in his eyes, "you've already done so much for me, i can't ask you to-"
"we've been planning and preparing for this date for the past week, jungkook. i'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that things go according to plan. your date is going to be perfect.”
“are you sure? i feel bad, i feel like you did so much and-”
“i’m sure, jungkook-" you interrupt him again before turning to grab your jacket off coat rack, “the only thing you have to think about tonight is how you’re going to charm ji-eun — and to be honest, you don’t even need to think about it because all you have to do is be yourself! now sit down and try to relax. and try not to wrinkle your shirt, i spent way too long ironing it earlier."
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your nose crinkles slightly as you look up at the sky, your brows knitting together in concern at the light grey clouds hanging in the air
the forecast did say it would be cloudy today (and it has been cool and cloudy all day) but you’re hoping it doesn’t rain because if it rains that’ll completely ruin the date and jungkook will probably be electrocuted by the fairy lights if he touched them
of course, jungkook and ji-eun can take cover in that bubble tent if it starts to rain, but hopefully it doesn’t… (why are you so hellbent on making sure this date is going to go smoothly?! you might as well plan their wedding for them as well at this rate.)
you perk up when you see the bus you’re supposed to take rounding the corner and you fumble in your purse for your bus card, stepping up to the stop eagerly
your phone buzzes in your pocket and you pull it out once you plop yourself down in a seat in the back
from: jungkook (5:58pm) — Holy shit I’m acc so nervous
from: jungkook (5:58pm) — What if this goes horribly
you can’t help but roll your eyes at how panicky jungkook is being because he really has no reason to be nervous
all he had to do was dress himself and make himself presentable because you were the one who did all the hard work of setting up (to be fair, you insisted on setting up alone because you like things done a certain way and jungkook seemed too jittery to focus)
to: jungkook (5:58pm) — you’re literally going to be fine
to: jungkook (5:58pm) — it’s going to be fine
to: jungkook (5:58pm) — you already know she likes you
to: jungkook (5:59pm)— just think of this as another one of your hangouts but you guys are dressed more fancy and you’re on a rooftop for some reason LOL
from: jungkook (5:59pm) — Okay
from: jungkook (5:59pm) — She says she’s almost here
from: jungkook (5:59pm) — Do you think I should’ve picked her up instead of her meeting me here
to: jungkook (5:59pm) — …you rented out a rooftop for her i think she’ll survive
you pause, setting your phone face down on your lap before letting out a yawn and leaning your head against the window
you got up far too early this morning and the gentle rumbling of the bus down the highway is very soothing
google maps said the journey to your stop was about 38 minutes which means you have approximately 35 minutes to take a quick nap and the remaining 3 minutes to wake yourself up so you won’t be too groggy after hopping off the bus
you’ve worked hard today, so you deserve a little snooze!
your right eye peels open when your phone buzzes again
from: jungkook (6:04pm) — Omg she’s here early
from: jungkook (6:04pm) — Okay
from: jungkook (6:04pm) — Wish me luck and also thank you for everything you are the best
a smile twitches at the corner of your mouth and you can’t help but think to yourself that yes, i am kind of the best, aren’t i?
to: jungkook (6:04pm) — yes yes
to: jungkook (6:04pm) — good luck!
to: jungkook (6:04pm)— :-)
another yawn slips past your lips and you tuck your phone into your purse before leaning your head against the window again and shutting your eyes
an additional benefit to getting some sleep on the bus is so that your brain won’t start to flood with reminders that jungkook doesn’t like you like that and that you are currently sitting on a bus going to get flowers for him to give to another girl-
okay, that’s enough of that, your teeth grit together slightly and you clear your throat, crossing one leg over the other as you get settled into the stiff, itchy seats, a quick power nap and then the overthinking can begin again.
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“excuse me-”
your eyes open immediately at the feeling of someone shaking your shoulder and you sit up straight, clutching your purse tighter to your body as you look up to see the bus driver smiling down at you in mild concern
“morning!” he jokes, raising an eyebrow before clicking his tongue and nodding towards the opened doors, “end of the line, miss. gonna have to ask you hop off.”
what?
in your half-asleep state you can’t help but wonder what you’re doing on a bus and where you were meant to be going in the first place… is the date over? are you heading home?
“end of the-“ your heart plummets to your stomach at the realization that you took more than just a little snooze because you are, in fact, at the end of the line when you were supposed to be at the flower shop and heading back to jungkook’s apartment now, “wait, end of the line?!”
“i’m guessing you missed your stop? happens a lot when people fall asleep on the bus.”
“i- yes-“ you pull your phone out to check the time (and your heart nearly stops beating when you see that it’s 7:13), “i was supposed to get off at crown street, how far are we from crown street?”
“not too far-“ the bus driver hums, “about fifteen-“
“minutes?” you get up from the seat, starting to make your way towards the door but still looking at the driver
“blocks.” he sucks some air in through his teeth, “fifteen blocks away. if you walk from here, it’ll probably take you about… twenty-ish minutes or so to get to the crown street stop-”
“twenty-ish minutes, twenty minutes is nothing, i can make it in ten if i sprint-“ you mutter to yourself, pulling your purse up over your shoulder and turning to smile at the bus driver before hopping off, “thank you, sir, enjoy the rest of your night-!”
it’s only a second later that you find yourself sprinting down the sidewalk, your runners smacking loudly against the concrete as you keep your purse tucked tightly underneath your armpit
unbelievable! something just had to go wrong tonight, didn’t it?
and it certainly doesn’t help that it’s drizzling right now — you don’t even have an umbrella with you!
“so stupid, shouldn’t have fallen asleep-“ you look up briefly when you hear a rumble of thunder, stopping at the crosswalk and slapping the button multiple times as if it’s going to make the walk sign appear faster, “c’mon, c’mon…”
you jolt when a flash of lightning lights up the sky before suddenly-
“oh, come ON!” rain suddenly starts to pour down from the sky and you resist the urge to just fall to the ground and completely give up because it seems like the universe is actively trying to tell you that what you’re doing is clownish behaviour and you need to stand up
of course, because one of your more prominent traits is your innate stubbornness, you pull your purse off your shoulder and raise it above your head as if it’s going to stop you from getting completely soaked
rainwater starts to flood into your shoes as you jog across the street and the feeling of your socks increasingly getting wet sends a shiver up your spine
you pull your purse back onto your shoulder and keep it tightly held under your armpit once your arms start to get sore — you’re already completely soaked so using your purse as an umbrella seems pretty redundant at this point
“don’t know why i didn’t bring a stupid umbrella with me either!” you huff to yourself, wiping your hair away from your face as you cross another street after looking both ways (safety first), “fall asleep on the bus, gets caught in the rain- stupid, stupid-“ you grumble, reaching up to wipe under your eyes and pressing your lips together in frustration at the wet mascara ink staining your fingertips
wonderful
just wonderful
and now you probably look demonic as well
you pick up in pace when you recognize the street the flower shop is on, speeding up even more when you notice someone standing in front of the doors with a set of keys in their hand looking very ready to close up shop for the night
“woah, woah, wait! wait, please!” you call out and the person immediately stops, looking over at you and then taking a few steps back in what seems to be mild fear, “so sorry, i just need to pick a bouquet up, i know you’re closing but i really need this bouquet- and-“
“did you run here?” he asks, looking you up and down as he adjusts his grip on his umbrella, “…you do know it’s raining, right?”
“yeah, i- woo, give me a second to catch my breath-“ you pant, bending over and putting both hands on your knees, wincing to yourself as your lungs constrict in your chest, “i don’t remember the last time i ran like this, jesus christ- i think i’m going to puke-“ you force yourself to stand up straight again, placing a hand on your hip as you continue to suck in puffs of air, “i need to pick up an order.”
“oh, wait! you’re the girl who’s in love with her friend, now i remember who you are-“ his eyes light up briefly before the deadpan expression returns to his face, “sorry, champ. we close at 7:30.”
“it’s 7:29,” you choose to ignore his first comment before holding your phone up to his face and he immediately deflates, “come on, yoongi- it’s yoongi, right? please. give me a break.”
“i’m just tryna go home-“
“please, my friend’s date is tonight and he was supposed to pick up his flowers this morning but then he went to the gym so he forgot even though there was a sticky note on the fridge reminding him to-”
“wait, you’re picking up his flowers for him?!” yoongi asks, eyes widening again before he throws his head back in a laugh, “hah! oh my god, you- you’re actually kidding me, this has to be a joke-“
“i will give you five glowing stars on google reviews if you let me in-“ you pant, wiping strands of wet hair away from your forehead again, squinting slightly because the rainwater has now fully fucked up your vision and yoongi is starting to look like a dark blob, “even though your customer service skills suck because you’re clearly laughing at me and i really thought you’d have the decency to share your umbrella considering the fact that it’s pouring-“
“my customer service skills are fantastic, you should see the way i flirt with all the older ladies who come in-” yoongi jingles his keys in his hands before checking the time on his watch, “they always leave with $15 silk ribbons on their bouquets and a boost in their self-esteem-“
“we’re wasting time here, i’m supposed to be back at my friend’s place like, now-“
“alright, fine.” yoongi sighs, shoving the keys back into the lock before clicking his tongue, “but i’m only doing this because i feel like saying no to you is equivalent to, like, leaving a puppy out in the cold or something. or stealing candy from a baby and then shoving the baby off of its high chair. or, like, taking a chainsaw and destroying a nice old lady’s rosebush in front of her for no reason while she’s standing there with a pitcher of iced tea for you-”
“alright, i get it, you pity me, just let me into the store and give me my damn order.”
“did you really run all the way here?” he asks, opening the door to let you in as he closes his umbrella and shakes the excess water off before shoving it into the holder
“i took the bus but i fell asleep and missed my stop. ended up at the end of the line and i thought running fifteen blocks would be faster than waiting for the next bus.” you breathe out, your shoes squeaking obnoxiously against the marble floors as you step into the shop and leave a generous trail of rainwater behind you
yoongi deflates slightly at the mess you’re leaving behind you and he quickly reaches out to grab onto your elbow, “do not take another step. i literally mopped up before closing and you’re leaving a trail everywhere.”
“sorry, sorry…” you apologize sheepishly, taking a step back closer to the front door and looking down at the puddle growing around your feet
you reach up to squeeze some water out of your air, freezing when you realize you’re just squeezing more water onto the ground for yoongi to mop up
yoongi gives you an unimpressed, blank stare before shaking his head and flicking the lights on, “there is nobody in the world i would ever run in the rain for. hell, there’s nobody i would even ever run for in general.”
“well, i’m sorry your heart is made out of literal ice and you don’t have the ability to feel love for another human being.” you respond sarcastically, yoongi turning around with raised eyebrows
“hey, for someone with an icy cold heart, i didn’t have to let you in, i could very well kick you out right now because i already clocked out for the night-”
“okay, sorry, i’m sorry- just- if i could just pick up the order, i’ll get out of your hair, i’m sorry-“
“why are you doing this in the first place?” yoongi asks as he gets settled behind the front desk, switching the monitor back on, “also, i promise i’m not stalling because i also want to get out of here as soon as possible, i just need to check what your order number is-“
“because jungkook forgot to pick the order up this morning.” you respond as if it’s the most obvious answer in the entire world (because to you, it kind of is)
“well, i get that, but you still didn’t answer the question.” yoongi hums, tapping on the keyboard and hitting the enter key obnoxiously
“sure, i did.” you frown, “i answered your question. i’m here because jungkook forgot to pick up the order this morning. he’s on his date right now and i told him i could pick it up for him. he’s on a date.”
“with another girl.” yoongi murmurs, propping his chin up on his palm, “you are picking up flowers for jungkook to give to another girl because…”
“because i’m his friend.” you feel your eye twitch slightly out of a mixture of growing frustration and impatience, “you have that order number yet? i’m on a time crunch here.”
“…okay, i think all the rainwater must’ve flushed the logic out of your head…” yoongi purses his lips as he gets up from the seat, offering you an overly polite customer service smile, “please wait here while i get your order from the back. i would offer you a glass of cucumber water and an apple rose whatever cinnamon pastry thing but we are technically closed, so you’re just going to have to stand here and wait.”
“funny.” you raise an eyebrow, about to squeeze some water out of your top before stopping yourself (you’ll wait until yoongi disappears to the back and then you’ll do it)
you’re picking up flowers for jungkook because you’re his friend
and on top of that, not only are you his friend, you’re a very good friend of his!
he would do the same for you if the roles were reversed (well, if the roles were reversed, you would’ve never forgotten to pick up the flowers so jungkook would never have to run in the rain to pick them up for you)
what does yoongi mean by why are you doing this?
isn’t it obvious??
if anything, he’s the one with no logic in his head if he can’t grasp the simple answer to his simple question
you’re doing this because you’re jungkook’s friend, and this is what friends do when they care about each other
“okay, one more time- what are you doing right now?” yoongi pops out from the back with a beautifully wrapped bouquet and an adorable little white teddy bear with a pink heart as its nose and you can’t help but pout sweetly at it
you know you said the teddy bear would be a little much but looking at it now… you want one too!
“picking up a bouquet and a teddy bear.” you point out, holding your hands out to take them from yoongi
“picking up a bouquet and a teddy bear for…”
“for my friend…” you trail off, making grabby hands at him only for him to pull back slightly
“for your friend jungkook because…”
“why do you care so much about this? you don’t know me and what i do is none of your business, your job right now is to hand me a bouquet and that teddy bear and you’re not doing a super good job if i’m being honest-”
“you’re right, i don’t know you, but i’m nosy as hell and you seem nice even though you’re oblivious as hell- you’re so close to the answer, too! what are you doing right now and why are you doing what you’re doing?”
“what are you doing right now? and why are you doing what you’re doing right now??” you snap, looking at the little clock sitting on the desk, “i’m running very late, just give me the damn flowers, man-“
“alright, fine.” yoongi deflates, handing you the bouquet and the little bear before shaking his head and turning around to grab the mop from the back, “guess you’ll figure out the answer on your own. by the way, let your friend know that if he wants to order another bouquet for you to pick up that we now have an online ordering form so he doesn’t even have to come in store anymore- by the way, i can lend you an umbrella if you didn’t wanna run in the rain again because like i said, our customer service is-” yoongi spins around and immediately clams up when the only indication that you were even here at all are the two dirty shoe marks staining the white marble floor and the puddle of water around them
he shrugs to himself and clicks his tongue
oh well
…you still better give the store a five star review.
»»————- ♥ ————-««
the journey back to jungkook’s apartment is a little less chaotic than the journey leaving his place, thankfully
you managed to get to the bus stop right as the bus came, and if anything, you took that as a sign that the universe was now on your side
it was rewarding you for being such a good friend!
of course, you still got caught in the thunderstorm jogging back to jungkook’s building from the bus stop (according to the forecast, it’s supposed to rain all night long) and the bouquet is a little soggy and the little bear’s fur is kind of matted now, but you tried your best to keep them dry under your sopping wet jacket, “alright, kook, don’t worry, i’m coming-“ you mutter, going up the stairs two at a time and ignoring the fact that you’re leaving a wet trail behind you
you can’t help but shiver at the feeling of cold, wet clothes clinging uncomfortably to your body, pausing when you accidentally use the bear as a makeshift towel to dry your face
“shit, whoops-“ you pull the bear away instantly, relieved to see that you didn’t leave any streaks of makeup on it
your legs slow down as you reach the steps leading up towards the door to the rooftop, and you pause at the top of the steps when you hear a melodic giggle from outside amongst the rhythmic pitter patter of chubby raindrops splashing against the cement
sucking your bottom lip in between your teeth as you slow your movements as to not make too much noise and ruin the moment, you press yourself against the side of the stairwell and crouch down on your hands and knees, placing the bouquet on the ground by the door and the little bear right next to it
the only thing to do now is turn back and head home before you catch a cold from staying in your sopping wet clothes, but the sound of jungkook’s laugh makes your ears perk up and soon enough, you find yourself crawling up the additional three steps up so you can peek through the crack between the door and the frame and-
kissing
almost instantly, your mouth goes dry and you feel a sharp pinch in your chest at the sight of jungkook and ji-eun kissing, their lips seeming to slot together perfectly as ji-eun curls up closer to jungkook and he reaches up to cup the side of her face, the two of them looking nice and warm (and dry) in the bubble tent as raindrops continue to bounce off the top of it
your eyelids flutter slightly as your brain catches up to what you’re looking at, and just like that, everything hits you like a ton of bricks
what the fuck am i doing?
you are crouched down in the stairwell like a creep, sopping wet from the heavy rain, still exhausted from sprinting fifteen blocks to get to the stupid flower shop before it closed, staring at the boy you love kissing someone else on a rooftop that you spent all day decorating and setting up
you look down towards the bouquet and bear, swallowing the lump in your throat as your eyes begin to glaze over because oh my god, what are you doing?
the bouquet of flowers is not for you
the cute little bear is not for you
the bubble tent and the fairy lights and the porcelain plates and fancy cutlery — all of it isn’t for you, it’s for someone else, it’s for ji-eun
ji-eun is the one that’s kissing jungkook right now, not you
in fact, it’ll never be you because jungkook doesn’t like you
you turn around so you can sit on the steps properly, folding your arms over the tops of your knees and propping your chin up on top of them
jungkook does not like you back
you helped him plan this date and you helped him set up the rooftop for his romantic date with ji-eun and you ironed his shirt and you ran in the rain to get the bouquet and the bear not just because you’re a good friend — you did all of this because you are hopelessly, hopelessly in love with jungkook and you would pluck all the stars in the sky for him and put them in a jar if he’d asked
“oh my god, y/n.” you breathe out, pinching the bridge of your nose as you shake your head in dejection, “what the fuck are you doing?”
you feel that all too familiar prickle in your nose as you get up onto your feet and head down the steps one by one, your heart heavy in your chest as you adjust the strap of your purse over your shoulder
(and as you stare up at the ceiling when you’re in bed later that night after taking a nice, hot shower and shoving your cold, wet clothes into the hamper, you can’t help but wonder if perhaps you’ll be pining after jungkook for the rest of your life.)
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from: jungkook (1:08am) — Thanks for getting the flowers and the bear for me you’re a lifesaver
from: jungkook (1:08am) — Like actually the best
from: jungkook (1:08am) — So grateful to have a friend as good as you
from: jungkook (1:09am) —The date went really well btw
from: jungkook (1:09am) — Hope you’re sleeping well :) Will text you tomorrow
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#sorry about the weird spacing#there's a weird character limit now on tumblr??#bff!kook#bff!kook drabbles#mini series: smitten#jungkook fics#jungkook fic recs#jungkook au#jungkook university au#jeon jungkook#jeon jungkook au#jungkook drabble recs#jungkook fluff#jungkook angst#jungkook angst recs#jungkook one shots#jungkook one shot recs#jungkook oneshots#bts#bts fic recs#bts jungkook#bts author#bts author recs#bts writer#bts writer recs
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Kingdom Hearts IV predictions: Radiator Springs/Dinoco Rust-eze Racing Center/Fireball Beach/Thunder Hollow/Thomasville/Florida International Speedway (Cars)
Takes place after Cars 3.
Is visited by Sora, who enters the world as a 2017 Nissan 370Z before visits to Luigi’s Casa Della Tires and Ramone’s House of Body Art end with him modified into a next-gen race car sponsored by Dinoco (with Tex’s blessing) and with Cruz’s number.
It isn’t combat based. Missions include keeping up with McQueen’s top speed by racing down Radiator Springs’ main street, learning how to turn right to go left at Willy’s Butte, driving backwards with Mater, keeping up with Cruz’s top speed on Fireball Beach, avoiding pushy competitors with the Thunder Hollow challengers, and practicing with Cruz at Thomasville, culminating in the Piston Cup race at Florida International Speedway, where the objective is to win against Jackson Storm.
It’s set during Cruz’s first Piston Cup racing season, so McQueen still has Doc’s colors and spends the Florida race as Sora’s crew chief. Also, Ramone wears his “Saludos Amigos” body paint from the epilogue of Cars 3.
As Sora finishes his story, Mater is certainly unhappy with Xehanort’s actions forcing Sora’s hand. “That dad-gum Xehanort”, he says angrily. Extra points if Sora doesn’t get to the part where Xehanort is dead, then Sarge gets in his face and demands him to teach Xehanort a lesson when he gets back in a militaristic manner. “Is that understood,” Sarge yells. Then Sora tries to correct him, but gets cut off and asked again, “Is that understood,” and has to respond, “Sir, yes, sir!”
Of course, during the top speed races, Luigi is the one to signal the race to begin. In the Radiator Springs race, Sora’s top speed is tracked by Sheriff’s speed radar, and on Fireball Beach, it’s via Cruz’s personal assistant, Hamilton.
If you fail the “Turn Right to go Left” mission, Sora goes flying into the bed of cacti, and Mater fishes him out.
“I don’t like to toot my own horn, but…” (HONKS TWICE) “Toot my own horn. That’s funny right there.” - Sir Tow Mater, beginning his backwards driving lesson, 2017
Cars 2 elements will be here. Heck, maybe Mater can’t be present most for the training because he’s busy with Finn and Holley. After all, does he still owe Holley a first date?
I wanted the player character in this world to be Kairi just so Storm can feel the embarrassment of losing to not one, but two “costume girls”.
The Piston Cup race is announced as a 500-lap race, but no game developer is that malicious to force the player to race 500 laps around an oval, so they’d take after the first Cars game and make it twelve laps with the sun slowly lowering throughout the race.
Starring the voices of:
Lightning McQueen: Keith Ferguson
Cruz Ramirez: Cristela Alonzo
Tow Mater: Larry the Cable Guy
Smokey: Chris Cooper
Sally Carrera: Bonnie Hunt
Luigi: Tony Shalhoub
Guido: Guido Quaroni
Mack: John Ratzenberger
Fillmore: Lloyd Sherr
Sarge: Paul Dooley
Ramone: Cheech Marin
Flo: Jenifer Lewis
Sheriff: Michael Wallis
Lizzie: Laraine Newman
Red: Jerome Ranft
Jackson Storm: A.J. Hamilton
Natalie Certain: Kerry Washington
Finn McMissile: Martin Jarvis
Holley Shiftwell: Emily Mortimer
Sterling: Nathan Fillion
Louise “Barnstormer” Nash: Wendie Malick
River Scott: Kevin Michael Richardson
Junior “Midnight” Moon: Jason Douglas
Mater’s Computer: Teresa Gallagher
Chick Hicks: Bob Peterson
Miss Fritter: Lea DeLaria
Tex Dinoco: Humpy Wheeler
Hamilton: Lewis Hamilton
Bob Cutlass: Bob Costas
Darrell Cartrip: Darrell Waltrip
Strip “The King” Weathers: Richard Petty
Ray Reverham: Ray Evernham
Maddy McGear: Madeleine McGraw
Shannon Spokes: Shannon Spake
Cal Weathers: Kyle Petty
Doc Hudson: Corey Burton & Paul Newman
McQueen’s Biggest Fan: A.J. Riebli III
Tractors: Steve Purcell
Millie: Lori Alan
Tomber: Michel Michelis
Siddeley: Jason Isaacs
The Queen: Vanessa Redgrave
Stephenson: Joe MacDonald
Prince Wheeliam: Christopher Sabat
Sweet Tea: Andra Day
Bobby Swift: Angel Oquendo
Brick Yardley: Will Collyer
Crazy Eight Commentator: John DeMita
Arvy Motorhome: Jeremy Maxwell
Dr. Damage: Bob Peterson
Roscoe: Will Collyer
Mr. Drippy: Peter Sohn
Taco: Patrick Rodriguez
Jimbo: Anthony Sardinha
T-Bone: Andrew Stanton
APB: Jessie James Grelle
Blind Spot: Jessica Nigri
Pushover: Kaiji Tang
Tailgate: Jen Taylor
Cigalert: Barbara Dunkelman
Fishtail: Dustin Matthews
Broadside: Kyle Phillips
Patty: Maggie Tominey
Bill: Tyler Coe
Pileup: Brendan Blaber
High Impact: Lindsay Jones
Faregame: Jason Pace
Airborne: Tiana Camacho
Superfly: Django Craig
Jambalaya Chimichanga: Jen Brown
Liability: Samantha Ireland
Hit: Gus Sorola
Run: Christopher Guerrero
Todd: Alex Mai
Danny Swervez: Daniel Suárez
Ryan “Inside” Laney: Ryan Blaney
Bubba Wheelhouse: Bubba Wallace
Chase Racelott: Chase Elliott
Tim Treadless: Kerry Shawcross
Rich Mixon: Corey Krueger
Cam Spinner: Zeno Robinson
H.J. Hollis: Alejandro Saab
Ed Truncan: Adam Ellis
Herb Curbler: Burnie Burns
Aaron Clocker: Miles Luna
Harvey Rodcap: Garrett Hunter
J.D. McPillar: Michael Jones
Flip Dover: Yuri Lowenthal
Barry DePedal: Kyle Taylor
Steve LaPage: Blaine Gibson
Conrad Camber: Aaron Marquis
Sheldon Shifter: Gavin Free
Paul Conrev: Flynt Flossy
Michael Rotor: Travis Willingham
Richie Gunzit: Ben Schwartz
Eric Braker: Nick Landis
Spikey Fillups: Neath Oum
Chris Roamin’: Connor Pickens
Dan Carcia: Clifford Chapin
Jonas Carvers: Scott Frerichs
Jim Reverick: Howard Wang
George New-Win: Dustin Matthews
Noah Gocek: Eric Baudour
Will Rusch: Aaron Dismuke
M Fast Fong: Todd Womack
Nick Shift: Mick Lauer
J.P. Drive: Richard Norman
Tom W.: Christopher Wehkamp
Sudeep: Aaron Dismuke
Krzysztof: Grant George
Shriram: Bryce Papenbrook
Kurt: Django Craig
Ronald: Alec Willows
Junyi: Todd Haberkorn
Gabriel: Levi Nuñez
Aiden: Angel Oquendo
Jae: Michael Malconian
Ernesto: Robbie Daymond
Melissa Bernabrake: Cia Court
Pat Traxson: Jason Rose
Laura Spinwell: Kara Eberle
Gale Beaufort: Anairis Quiñones
#kingdom hearts iv#cars#radiator springs#rust-eze racing center#fireball beach#thunder hollow#thomasville#florida international speedway#sora#lightning mcqueen#cruz ramirez#tow mater#thomasville legends#team mcqueen#jackson storm#natalie certain#finn mcmissile#holley shiftwell#sterling#chick hicks#miss fritter#tex dinoco#bob cutlass#darrell cartrip#strip weathers#ray reverham#cal weathers#doc hudson#salqueen#mater x holley
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Listen not to toot my own horn (I am, honk honk!) but realizing I can knit and crochet the most intricate shit fitted Exactly to my body to my exact desires of over the top, extravagance just for the cost of my time and some good quality cotton has been the best thing ever. Pandemic yarnfluencers w their hope macauley roving purses and blanket yarn bee tubes WISH they were me like, lookatthisshit
yee fucking haw babeyyy!
Got to try out embroidery and weaving on a loom today and not only is it soooooo much fun but i got hit with powerful informations about what a strong pillar of human wisdom, artistry, and daily existence the making of textiles formed for most of history.
Clothes are so worthless and made mostly of polyester and nylon type material now. They are ill-fitting, shoddily made, meant to fall apart and become utterly useless rags within a few years.
Not only wasteful, but repulsive affront to the thoughtful and highly advanced craftsmanship of thousands of years of our past, the careful procurement and refining of natural dyes and fibers, the hundreds of hours of labor and skill absorbed into a cherished, sturdy, well-made and beautiful item.
The high advancement and sophisticated techniques have been sadly degraded because the artists were often women.
But! Imagine! Imagine! Imagine! Clothes made from sustainably harvested materials that come from the natural world around you, sturdy and meant to endure, fitted to your body exactly, dyed, decorated and made beautiful through the creative skill of a thoughtful artist, in small numbers in your wardrobe rather than having dozens of dirt-cheap, shoddily made clothes that will be garbage within 3 years
#i am demanding you get into textiles now everypony DO IT and id ont mean trash trendy shit i mean LEARN the art of the craft#its so rewarding and you will make yourself such beautiful things#i do not subscribe to the idea that the pandemic was a good thing for fiber arts all it did was create a new breed of#clout hungry people who make 2 day projects to hit the algorithm that will never be used/worn again but they somehow#expect the same adulation as yk *gestures above* like... im sorry but lmao no actually Engage with your craft you are nothing 2 me <3#none of these people work with quality yarn none of them know how to actually read patterns theyre not preserving or improving the crafts#theyre exploiting them for views like just.. stop. please stop please learn to read charts#learn to use something other than bulky acrylic#im on my hands and knees BEGGING#please actually appreciate textile arts they are worth so much more than a 5 second tiktok#and stop fucking demanding tutorials for the kind of work above lmao.... learn to read a goddamn pattern#sorry i have Opinions <3
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Lol yeah. I read back through that one after posting and, not to toot my own horn or anything (*sound of a horn honking furiously*) but yeah, it’s short but it fuckin’ slaps.
All of them are good, but that one is probably the most obviously comedic in nature. The Saito/Cobb one is a close second. Gotta mix things up a little bit as far as comedy/drama is concerned, eh?
#replying to replies#deinvatiwrites#writing#my stuff#writing is hard yo#lol#most of you guys are still working on your rarepair drabbles#I’m waiting on all y’all’s bingo fics#don’t leave me to fill out the collection by myself#lmao
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tfw you accidentally stay up until almost 4am writing two full fic chapters bc you're so excited about the story/au even though it's a nearly dead fandom and you're lucky to get even a couple comments per chapter but you write it bc you love those stupid boys so much and they've been a huge part of your life for almost seven years 🥺💙
#ramblings#jdox#started chapter 7 of my leap of faith and its getting so good lol#not to toot my own horn but honk honk amirite
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see the thing is that i was already working on and the punchline before i stumbled across this and tbh? not to toot my own horn but honk honk bitch i am already far and away more coherent and internally consistent
oh sweet mother of god. the ancient texts. i am scrapbooking them into something better i am Fixing This
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i still have to make sketch's parents
#I'm too good with characters and i hate it here#like not to toot my own horn but honk honk my villains r too real#📓
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13, 15
First off, thanks for asking! I seriously love your stuff and I was really surprised when I opened my inbox and saw your questions!
Ok, now on to my response-
From the Send an Ask, Get to Know your Author Quiz
13) your strengths as an author:
This is a hard one. I'm not sure if I should answer based on what I think my strengths are or if I should go based on the feedback I've gotten from readers.
So I guess I'll include both.
I don't wanna toot my own horn, but ok, honk honk...
I've had a fair number of readers say I'm good at building UST and anticipation for Everlark to get together in a story. I've also gotten a lot of compliments on my original characters. That, and I get positive feedback on the tone of my writing, with readers saying my longer fics give them canon feels except my stories have slight twists to them.
I personally think I am pretty good at writing and focusing on the longing between characters, slow burns are my bread and butter. I also love writing different forms of intimacy, and connection between characters, from romantic love, to fraternal/familial love, to deep friendship love.
Also I think I'm decent at angst and whumpy stuff. Putting the characters through hell, dragging them through a gauntlet of emotional, physical, and mental experiences that stretch them to their limits, and even break them down, so that they can be rebuilt again by their friends and loved ones.
15) why did you start writing?
Well, I think Lang Leav said it best.
“I don't think all writers are sad. I think it's the other way around- all sad people write.” ― Lang Leav.
Short answer: I started writing because it’s emotionally cathartic for me. (I’ve explained how I got started writing in a similar post but I’ll explain again here.
Long-ish answer: My father passed away almost 3 years ago and on the one year anniversary of his death I found myself trying to find an outlet for the incredible emotions that were being created inside me because of the loss I had experienced. My love of reading and writing was bound up tightly in the relationship I had with my dad, he always encouraged me to read, and to write. He was very supportive of my dreams and he’d always bring back books from the library for me or instigate a discussion about science fiction literature when he was alive. So, when he died, I felt like I had lost the one person in my life with whom I shared a love of books and stories with.
My response to all this was to write a story about love, loss, and bravery. It was my first fic ever, Burning Bright and Blazing Free, and I wrote it in about 2 months with no beta reader. It stands right now at over 275,000 words. It’s kind of a mess, (grammatically and in other ways) but it’s also very emotionally charged and heartbreakingly honest about the ways that people who love each other can be hurt, healed, and saved through love. I am still currently writing the sequel, and that one will be about redemption, love triumphing over trauma, and lots of other good stuff I hope ;)
Thank you, again for asking!
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teeny tidbits: jin's trying to teach y/n how to slice an apple properly and she's having none of it
➺ pairing; kim seokjin x reader
➺ genre; culinarystudent!seokjinniverse!! honk honk humour!! smerhaps smut!! y/n's a moron in the kitchen but jin likes to take care of her so it's okay!!
➺ wordcount; 1.4k
. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .
"what... are you doing?"
there are a lot of reasons as to why jin doesn't want you to wander off into his kitchen without his strict supervision
first of all, you're very messy: you leave paper towels everywhere, you place knives on the edge of the counter so that the handles are hanging off and just waiting to be knocked over, and there was that one time you spilled a whole pot of tomato sauce when the two of you were making homemade pizza together
second of all, you don't like to play by the rules (as seen by your ramen can be cooked in a coffee pot and bacon can be fried with an iron! mentality) — but when it comes to the kitchen, jin really, really needs you to play by the rules because you could end up hurting yourself somehow if you start goofing around!
and what you're doing right now is most definitely not playing by the rules, which is why he needs to step in and do something straight away before you lose a limb
"slicing up apples. duh." you jump when the knife slides off the smooth surface of the apple and you nearly catch the tip of your finger
whoops
you look up to frown at jin before jabbing the knife accusatorially in his direction, "see? you're distracting me!"
"you're using a butterknife to slice apples?" jin asks incredulously before shaking his head and hurrying over to you, "no, no- you are not using a butterknife to cut up anything in my kitchen-"
"what's wrong with using a butterknife??" you tsk, "it's a knife, it can slice into things- as long as it gets the job done, i don't care-"
"but i do!" jin interrupts, gently plucking the butterknife from your fist before placing it into the sink, "why can't you just eat an apple whole?"
"well, i wanna make apple sauce!" you gesture to the array of ingredients that you pulled out from jin's pantry (you tend to take advantage of all of the goodies he has whenever you come over because duh, why not?), "actually, it's not really apple sauce. i want to make apple pie filling and just eat it like apple sauce."
"oh my god, okay-" jin pulls a knife out of the wooden block with a swift shing! before placing it on the chopping board in front of you, "in that case, you're going to have to cut your apples up into decently sized chunks with a proper knife."
"fine, but you are making such a big deal out of this-"
jin's eyes widen in panic when you pick up the knife only to suddenly raise your arm and whack it down against the poor apple like some sort of a mallet
"well, how the tables have turned-" you raise the knife to show him the apple that's now stuck on the sharp blade, "your fancy chef's knife doesn't work."
"okay, it looks like i'm going to have to jump in here-" jin moves over so that he's standing behind you before wrapping his arms around you and placing his hands over yours, "let's put this poor apple out of its misery first-" he hums, guiding your hand over and helping you pull the apple off the blade
"i can do this myself, seokjin-"
"you absolutely cannot do this yourself, y/n-" jin snorts, leaning down to prop his chin upon your shoulder so he can get a better view of the chopping board, "do you want a chunky apple pie filling?"
"ooh, yeah!" you nod enthusiastically, jin immediately sliding his fingers in between yours to keep your hand from moving when you suddenly reach for the apple, "i want, like- i want the chunks to be in, like, cute little cubes-"
"okay, darling- no bouncing like that with a knife in your hand, please-"
"sorry." you immediately stop bouncing on the balls of your feet and you look down at the apple, "okay, chef. show me your ways."
"when it comes to cubing apples, i like to take the top and the bottom off first- and we'll use what's called a santoku knife to do that-" jin places your hand securely atop the apple that's now laying down on its side (while making sure your buttery fingers aren't in the way) before his other hand forces yours down in one swift movement, the top of the apple plopping down on the board
he spins the apple around to the other side and you slice the butt end off as well
(you don't want to toot your own horn or anything but you think you're doing a fantastic job so far)
"-and then we're going to use our paring knife to peel the skin..." jin murmurs, moving your hand and making you set the san...tofu(?) knife down, "hold on, this might work better if you place your hands over mine. that way, you'll know how your hand is supposed to move-"
"okay... so the paring knife..." you place your hands over jin's as he picks up the smaller knife and you watch as he digs the tip around the stem before curling his wrist
"there's still a bit of the stem here and you wanna get rid of it since you obviously won't be eating that..."
unsurprisingly, it doesn't take you very long to lose focus on the apple, your eyes now wandering to your boyfriend's very pretty hands
you could spend hours just looking at them
one of the reasons why you like spending time in the kitchen with jin is not only because he lets you taste-test most of the yummy things he makes but also because you get a chance to watch his hands move... from the way his knuckles tighten when he grips around the handle of a knife... to the way his fingers delicately pluck at the ingredients...
you suck your bottom lip in between your teeth as you trail a finger along the prominent veins at the top of his hands and you're suddenly very aware of the fact that jin's basically got you pressed right up against the kitchen counter
"-and then you're going to go around the apple carefully while keeping your thumb right under for more control..."
jin's voice starts to fade out in the background as the little voice in the back of your head reminds you of what else jin's hands could be doing right now instead of peeling an apple
...
"and now you-" jin pauses when you suddenly pull your hands off of his before twisting around, your arms now hanging loosely around his neck as you lean up to press a warm kiss against his jaw, "you... have successfully peeled an apple."
he immediately bites back a knowing grin as he sets the paring knife down, and he's about to ask you what you think you're doing when he decides that acting as though he has no idea what you're doing might be a better idea
"-eating the core is unpleasant, so we're going to cut around the core instead of slicing the apple directly in half," jin swallows thickly when your hands slide down to pull his hips towards yours, his cheeks flushing slightly when he feels himself twitch in his sweatpants, "the- the key here is a good, sharp knife-"
he really thought he had the upper hand here but his body is betraying him!
"seokjin..."
jin mouths a silent 'oh, god' to himself at the sound of the pitiful little whine slipping past your lips
he loves it when you get needy like this
"i'm- i'm trying to teach you a lesson here, sweetheart-" he clears his throat as he stares down at the apple, suddenly blanking on what his next step should be
how the hell did he forget how to properly slice up an apple?!
"-and i'm trying to tell you that i prefer doing my learning in the bedroom."
...
you hear jin set the knife down with a clatter and it's only a second later that you feel your feet leaving the ground
you can't help but let out a squeal of delight as jin bounces you slightly to adjust your legs around his waist
"you're a real handful, you know that?" jin teases, squeezing under your thighs before letting out a laugh, "god, you drive me crazy-"
"i know-" you manage to swoop your arm down to grab the naked apple before jin starts walking and you bring it up to your mouth to take a bite, "you luhv it, fho-"
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💫or perhaps you want something shorter to read? (drabbles! mini series!)
🌟or something even shorter? (teeny tidbits like this one!)
#i did not edit this so if there are some typos i sorry :D#teeny tidbits#culinarystudent!jin#culinarystudent!jin drabbles#seokjin#seokjin drabbles#jin#jin drabbles#seokjin fics#seokjin fic recs#jin fics#jin fic recs#seokjin x reader#jin x reader#seokjin fluff#seokjin fluff recs#bts fics#bts fic recs#bts drabbles#bts fluff#bts fluff recs#bts smut#bts smut recs#seokjin au#seokjin boyfriend au#bts au#bts boyfriend au#reader insert#seokjin cute#bts writer recs
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love it when people try to brag but just make themselves look stupid. “not to toot my own horn, but-” they say before honking it instead like the clown they are
#clown posting#shit post#text post#idk what to tag this as#like what genre of post is this#idk#pmseymour’stumblrvideoscore#kinda sounds like the sort of mildly cryptic posts you’ll see in the binge compilations#this can be applied to both dumbass (affectionate) brags or shitty people bragging about the awful shit they’ve done
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I don't toot my own horn a lot but I graduated uni today and I think that's worth a little honk. I got this darling little sash from the chair of the art department and it is permanently going on the wall above my desk :,)
#too lazy to draw the grad gown and too lazy to draw feet/myboots as usual#but I promise you this look slapped#fantasticalleighs art#Leigh speaks#if it hadn't been for these last two math classes I'd have had a medal for academic honors#and I'm still pissed about it#but oh well
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