#oops this got rly long I'm sorry

[heartsoji]

"i'm sure. i promise."

suna rintaro x reader

summary: you're feeling a little insecure about you and rin's relationship. but who could blame you? you're at a party with a bunch of people you don't know and your boyfriend is catching up with an "old friend." that would be fine except for the fact that this so-called "old friend" is his ex and looks like she came out of a magazine.

hurt to comfort so its kinda angsty ig?? but not rly bc my heart can't take it lol

warnings: insecurities, body image, post time skip, mentions of alcohol

a/n: THIS IS MY WORK! TRANSFERRED FROM MY OLD ACC

a/n pt. 2: i wrote this at like 1am bc i woke up and this is low-key inspired by the dream i had hehe bc u should always follow ur dreams 😀👍

this. was. the worst.

to give a brief overview, you were at a club with at least a bajillion people because your boyfriend told you that it would be a "fun new experience." he gave you a kiss on the forehead upon seeing that you were nervous and the two of you walked in together.

now, you were sitting at the bar by yourself watching as another girl flirted with your boyfriend.

you were filled in on the backstory earlier. she went to inarizaki and she and suna dated for their first year and a small part of their second year of high school. she then had to move to the united states (specifically los angeles) and they ended up breaking up.

you had transferred to inarizaki in the middle of your second year, and you and suna started dating 3/4 through your third year, so you had never met her before. your classmates had never mentioned her before either. and when suna introduced you to the girl as his girlfriend, she shot you the nastiest glare before smiling sweetly at your boyfriend.

anyways, one thing led to another, and they got so caught up in chatting that they hadn't noticed how bored you were, nor had they noticed when you silently walked away.

after taking another sip of your drink, you let your eyes wander to the two of them.

a fatal mistake.

she was beautiful. no, stunning. no, show-stopping-looks-like-she-just-stepped-out-of-the-front-page-of-a-magazine-absolute-drop-dead-gorgeous was probably more accurate.

she was wearing a tiny black figure-hugging bodycon dress with a cutout just above her chest that looked amazing on her beautiful hourglass figure. she had platinum blond hair that was pulled up into a long high ponytail, big grey eyes, and shiny, clear skin.

you looked down at your own figure. then at hers. then back at yours. then hers.

though you knew it wouldn't do any good, your mind began to wander.

are these the kinds of girls rin likes?

she's so beautiful.. her waist is so tiny

i wish i could be half as pretty as her

what if rin still likes her?

what if rin doesn't actually love me..?

you knew that you needed to stop. you decided to slip out to get some fresh air.

you sat down on a bench at the park across the street (don't question why a place where children play is directly across from a club. just don't mention it) and inhaled the cool air. you were so relieved to be out of that club. so relieved that your eyelids began to feel heavy.

you awoke to a string of "ping! ping! ping!" rubbing your eyes sleepily, you opened your phone to see who would be texting you so urgently.

rinnie <3: where'd u go

rinnie <3: where r u

rinnie <3: hey bb where'd u go

rinnie <3: bubs?

rinnie <3: hey r u mad at me

rinnie <3: what did i do

rinnie <3: im sorry

rinnie <3: ok srsly where r u

rinnie <3: r u ok

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

rinnie <3: no srsly im actually worried where did u go

rinnie <3: BABE

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

There are 83 more messages from rinnie &lt;3. Click to continue!

oops.

you: sorry babe

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

you: i went outside for some fresh air

you: im at the park across the street

the club doors swing open and see your boyfriend's head furiously whipping around, trying to find you. when he sees you, he sprints over to where you're sitting.

"sorry babe." you apologize. "i didn't mean to worry you." you had never seen him look so frantic before.

"so you mean to say.." he starts before pausing to catch his breath, "that you thought that leaving without telling me and not responding to my texts wouldn't worry me?"

"i'm sorry." you say, before adding on a quick and quiet "to be fair though, you were having such a great time with ms. los angeles model that i didn't think that you would notice."

though it was quiet and muttered under your breath, suna heard it loud and clear. he sighed.

"look, we didn't break up because she was moving. we broke up because i was sick and tired of her nasty attitude. i just didn't want to be rude and say that in front of her. the only thing that's changed about her is that she's learned how to put a smile mask over her disgusting personality. a really phony one that's made out cling wrap with a sharpie smile and a bow."

you giggled slightly at this.

"look," he says softly, lifting up your chin to look you in the eyes. "you're the only one that i love. i promise, ok? you're so beautiful and sweet and it's crazy to me that god finally decided to give me some help and give me a chance with you."

he gave you a small smile.

"i love you, y/n. i love you so, so much."

and with that, he swooped you up in his arms bridal style and started walking.

"WOAH- rin where are we going?"

"home."

"but it'll take a while to walk home from here. shouldn't we just uber like we did here?"

"walking gives me more time to be close to you and talk to you."

"but you'll be walking while simultaneously holding me for a while."

he blinked. "i play professional volleyball. if you think that i can't take a walk home with my girlfriend in my arms, i'd honestly be pretty offended."

"right."

there was a brief moment of silence between the two of you.

"i'm sorry if i made you feel sad today, bubs. i love you so so much and i'll stop at nothing to make sure that you know that."

you smiled softly.

"that's what i like to see." he said, peppering ticklish kisses onto your neck to make you giggle a little.

"rin! stahahap-!" you giggle, trying to scrunch up and protect your neck.

"your laugh and smile are the two most precious things in the world."

you and rin talked the rest of the way home and he kept reminding you of how much he loved you.

when you finally got home, you asked him one final question.

"rin, are you sure that there's no more chemistry going on between you and ms. los angeles model?"

he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"i'm sure. i promise."

[aureatchi]

hello reverie!! tis i, ⭐️ anon again! i've been sooo busy with my work that i forgot to stop by (i think i might have said that in my last ask too oops) but how are you? i hope you've been doing well, making sure to take care of yourself, drinking water, etc. etc.

me, i've been so preoccupied with school that i haven't really worked on much writing myself (i'm in my final year of school so i have exams, followed by exams, followed by more exams...) but i have been thinking so much about just soft moments with dazai..... i think he would love just laying with his head in his lover's lap at the end of the day, just gazing up at them with stars in his eyes...... and if they dipped down to press a kiss to his forehead, he would just melt.

oh, oh, i am also eagerly awaiting tdwda chapter 2 though!!! (ABSOLUTELY no rush though, take as much time as you need to finish it, i will be waiting here patiently) i loved chapter 1, and i will most likely be back with all of my ramblings on the next one if you don't mind (๑>ᴗ<๑)

aaahhh i don't want to make this too long!! i'm going to go make food, but you enjoy the rest of your day and night!!

- the brightest ⭐️ in the sky <3

MY STAR ⭐️ !! :< no worries about stopping by, i totally understand & i’m js as busy too, but i’m SO SO HAPPY to see you again <3 i’m doing well thank you !! the weather is finally getting a bit colder so i’m rly happy about tht :’)

AHH I’M WISHING THE BEST OF LUCK W/ YOUR EXAMS, you got this nonnie !! ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ ugh this makes me feel so cozy 🥹 i want to give him sm forehead kisses too…in the moment, all is serene, no worries of chaos in the back of your head. js you two under the blanket of the night, mesmerized by how the soft light rests on each other’s faces. omg i js realized this is perfect for you hehe bcz UR THE STAR !!

thank you so so much (╥‸╥) i’m sorry i’ve delayed the 2nd chapter for so long :< i rly thought starting college early would b a breeze LMAOO BUT I FEAR it’s putting up the best fight against me…i’m SO GRATEFUL for all the love + patience on it though, i love u & i hope you enjoy the next part when i can finally get it out !!

nothing is too long for me ml !! but pls take care of yourself as well & I HOPE YOU HAD THE BEST MEAL >:) !! i cherish you to the stars & back (hehe), have the loveliest day/night too <3

[livums]

One Song for Every OC

Thank you to @violets-in-her-arms-writes for tagging me! Find her post here <3

This took me so long to do because the playlist for this WIP has like 80 songs on it and I had to narrow it down like crazy LOL

Rules: Assign a song that fits the vibe of your OC.

Sylah | Ship in a Bottle - fin

Ocean waters rising above your neck / You feel the glass start to crack / Sailing on a ship in a bottle / Water's leaking through holes in the bottom / Flying flags of ships that have long since / Sat at the floor of the sea, but in defense / You set sail alone, there is no crew / No one on the deck who can help you / This is all your own battle to win / This is your ship, and you are the captain

(I put the rest of them under the cut because god it got so long YES i couldn't get the spotify embeds to be compact OOPS anyways...)

Sonea | Still Alive - Demi Lovato

Woke up underwater, throat chained at the collar / Couldn't get any farther from the daylight

But I'm still alive / I don't wanna just survive / Give me something to sink all my teeth in / Eat the devil and spit out my demons

Sucked out the poison, drowned out the noise / 'Cause I made a choice and drew a hard line / Let the fire catch until I'm back to ash / If anybody asks, I'm turnin' back time / Chasing the ghosts that would haunt me at night / Facing my past 'cause I'm up for the fight / Somebody turned on the light

Zova | Self Control - Laura Branigan

Another night, another day goes by / I never stop myself to wonder why / You help me to forget to play my role / You take my self, you take my self control

I, I live among the creatures of the night / I haven't got the will to try and fight / Against a new tomorrow, so I guess I'll just believe it / That tomorrow never comes

I'm living in the forest of a dream / I know the night is not as it would seem / I must believe in something, so I'll make myself believe it / That this night will never go

Nieve | EXCUSES - Ande Estrella

I really don't think she meant to pull my hair / I'm caught in a fistfight it doesn't hurt, I swear / No, I promise she's not as bad as you may think / But it's true, she's convinced me I'll never be anything / She made me cry as her cry for help by / Making friends with the enemy to control how I felt

I live to learn / In pain as I do / and I love to make excuses for you / Befriend the flame and you'll burn / I learned that from you / I love to make excuses

Slow down / Pick up on my cues / This was not in my mind when I said I'd like to get to know you

Cas | Sorry About Your Parents - Icon For Hire

I'm sorry about your life, you had it pretty rough / Bending over backwards, never good enough / You poor thing, it must suck to be you / And I know it's not your fault / It never is, is it?

I, I know what it's like, staying up all night nursing wounds / It takes more than I have, pick fights with the past, I always lose / Don't you know? / That's know way to live / I, I know what it's like, staying up all night nursing wounds

Tagginggggg literally anyone who wants to do it (sorry if that's a cop out but I rly would like to see as many people's as want to do it .... feel free to tag me if you do! <3 )

[yestrday]

YESTER. I kind of went on a binge reading spree of ur genshin stuff oops .. but omg I never realized how good your characterizations are until reading all of your aus side by side??? LIKE, I already thought ur characterizations of the characters was good, but OMG reading ur aus just made me srsly appreciate them. I DONT GET HOW U DO IT??? u manage to keep small tidbits of canon lore or eastereggs in these aus, while keeping them kinda separate and distant from canon teyvat, but u also manage to capture and keep the characters canon personalities consistent while adding your own little yandere twists. WHICH IS SOMETHING I THINK IS INSANELY IMPRESSIVE, from my personal experience of writing yandere, I kind of get swept up in making them a yandere to realize it's too ooc for them until it's too late, but i have never felt that you have wrote any of the charas too ooc even once. WHICH, LIKE, HOW????? how do u manage to add these delicious subtle yandere tendencies to some characters and then the more obvious yandere tendencies to other characters while all making it fit with the character as a whole?? like I'm over here nodding my head like "yes, that makes total sense considering his personality 🧐🥸" sorry if this doesn't rly make sense BUT ITS JUST SO COOL. and I also really like how u keep your yandere headcanons for characters consistent / staying in character across aus while keeping them specifically catered to that au?? :P I DONT REALLY KNOW HOW TO DESCRIBE IT 😭 but the way u keep some of their yandere tendencies (like venti and his perversion LMAOO) consistent no matter if it's the academy au, househusband au, or hybrid au is really cool, and it's not overdone to the point that it's like I know what to expect?? (does that make sense pls jelp) like ya venti has his perverted habits regardless of which au, but at the same time, u add something to each au that makes it slightly different and therefore unique so it's not repetitive and overused (???) IDK I JUST REALLY LIKE THE WAY U WRITE THESE LITTLE GENSHIN LOSERS LMFAOO

HELP SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG I just meant to make a cool little comment about ur writing but it kind of turned into rambling 😭💀💀

also happy pride month to u or ur followers if any of them r gay WOOHOO GAY PPL 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈👍

omg babe this long ass essay's got me in love come here and let me give u a big smooch <3

ANYWAYS IM HAPPY SOMEONE APPRECIATES THIS... everytime i start working on my aus, i open the boy's genshin wiki and start reading the fuck out of the lore just so that i can have a good read on their personality... there's also some litle trivias there that if you expand on can make for some pretty good yandere

anyways anon you're so hot for this essay and HAPPY PRIDE MONTH TO THE ALPHABET COMMUNITY 🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈

[g0sts]

hit with tha "get to know me" tag game i love u guys! i was tagged by both @phasmama and @memosminifridge! im debby emoji fr, sorry it took me so long to get to it!

fave ships: well i apparently gravitate towards whatever the unifying thread of nandermo and jonmartin is (EDIT i fucking forgot about sted aka blackbonnet-but-i-think-im-hilarious, im in a fog today forgive me), but going further back we obviously had taakitz, preceded by destiel, preceded by johnlock, preceded all the way back in high school by tbh the blueprint of Feral Bitches Finding Each Other And Making Each Other Better And Worse All At Once... sophie and howlmovingcastle... oh wait but if we want a real throwback that still rips my heart from my chest a decade and a half later, kyo/tohru fruitsbasket. oof... gotta lie down... into the next...

first ship: well i hit on that in fave ships, but definitely kyo/tohru. back in fuckin middle school i could tell those two needed each other 😭

last song: i have spotify on right now so last one that finished was White Stripes - Icky Thump but the currently playing is yeule - Pretty Bones [EDIT from the bottom, Fleetwood Mac - The Chain is playing me out, so, that's fun for us, huh?]

currently reading: all i read is fic these days and i'll be honest i've fallen extremely behind However i'm extremely extremely invested in Alethophobia by @jay-auris and i am itching to catch up (smirk... u are not on tumblr to see this but im calling out thru the ether.... saturday.... read w me.... after pathfinder........) Literally fic of all time, yeah it's an AU but like. hear me out. it's phenomenal, it's an exceptional mystery, it's not even rly a slowburn imo they've just Been Thru It, jay is a wizard, the characterization is like. best i've seen tbh i'm Entranced and i think about it a Lot even when i fall behind

last movie: i . i think it was indeed glass onion lol

currently watching: i binged the first season of Only Murders In The Building earlier this week and am Obsessed, can't wait to watch season 2, show of all time. i'm having a mystery moment it seems

consuming: strawberry flavored water... barely... not a good food day oop im sorry

currently working on: alternating between two cross stitch projects (got one more coffin ornament Plus Another If I Am Not Out Of My Mind After This One, but my passion is in this rainbow quaker squares beast) AND in a new year's miracle, i have been Writing Again for [redacted] for an exchange (it has been literally like half a year since putting words to doc hasn't made me feel like clawing my skin off i am taking the W)

no pressure to do this if u don't feel like it! but tagging some folks i don't Think have been tagged: @wrath-of--the-lamb, @partiallyobscure, @fanfic-fugue, @space-jaam, @fivevotesdown, @nuclearparade, @gothwizardmagic, @2momsatbrunch, and tbh who ever wants to do it im tagging you too

[cousinslavellan-archive]

I don't know anything about your mass effect characters but I would love to! What classes are they in game? Any romances?

@inkberrry Oh boy I hope you’re okay with a long-ish post cause uh I’ve got a few! For the sake of both of our sanity’s I’ll stick with the main list and not kiddos oops…

My main Shepard is Arisa Shepard! She’s a Garrus-mancer - typically, if I’m writing Shakarian, it’s Arisa I’m picturing/writing. She’s an Adept Paragade in game - leaning mostly Paragon with a few Renegade interrupts. She more or less looks like default femshep with short-short hair.

(I have an AU series where she and Garrus get married near the end events of ME2 and she never goes into lockdown that I… need to finish someday oops)

My second Shepard is Willow Shepard - a Thane-mancer that’s also a paragade, but took more renegade then her cousin Arisa! I tend to connect like… all my characters so, most of my stories are interconnected in some way. (I’m ridiculous I know). Willow features in the fics The Other Shepard and Falling For the Prey, both thankfully finished!! I write her as a Vanguard, although I play her as an Adept because I can’t do close combat ever ;;;

Her main fic is a sadder one as she passes about the same time as Thane - altho that does not happen the way it does in game - but oneshots make it slightly better haha. She’s another redhead! Tho I haven’t beaten ME3 with her cause… Thane;;;

Swapping to Andromeda, I only have one Ryder - because I got stupid attached to Aria and wrote a very very long fic that was meant to be a couple of oneshots. Oops. I actually played Andromeda first, so Aria was my first ME character/OC period!

She’s mostly a casual person, thrown into the mess that it is Andromeda, biotic… of course… cause long range cough… and a redhead, as seems to be a theme for my ME ‘PCs’. She’s a Jaal-mancer who’s insanely curious about everything - The Misadventures of Aria Ryder can attest to that curiosity lmao.

She and Jaal have one biological hybrid daughter, two adoptive sons, a border collie, and Jaal’s niece Tela pretty much lives at their house post-game. She’s the youngest of these three women, but she’s accomplished a lot.

OKAY NOW ONTO TOTAL OC’S… I’m so sorry omg…

Rose Evans and Rainer Vakarian are an unlikely pair that spawned in my brain from my last playthrough of Andromeda - set in the same universe as Misadventures, post game, Rose is an Initiative botanist and Rainer’s a merc mostly just looking out for himself. Opposites attract, right? These one’s definitely do! 

Lily Anne Evans is Rose’s twin - who Rose initially believed had been killed in the Geth attack on a Citadel, before she left for Andromeda. She’d survived but been in the hospital in a coma, awakening with amnesia that eventually lifted.

She’s an N7 soldier who’s sent to Palaven as a sort of liaisen to help with a joint Turian-Human training regimen - where she meets up with and falls for Tiberius Ramas, who belongs to the lovely @wafflesrock16 ♥

Lily and Tibs also feature in an - omg - Soul Mate AU titled Broken Souls, because I’m ridiculous, as I’ve said lmao. It’s a lot of fun and I owe Waffles a ton for lending me Tibs.

Art by the ever amazing @savbakk ♥ Tibs and Lily on the left, Rose and Rainer on the right! ♥

AND FINALLY…. my newest pair of dorks, Regan Kelly and Teegan.

Regan is a colony kid - born blind in one eye, biotic, the quiet loner that just wants to work with her tech and be left alone. She ends up with Cerberus simply because she wants off the Colony and works on their security systems for years - she helps with Security for project Lazarus (tho she doesn’t know what the project is), and ends up on Omega during the Adjutant mess. She’s very disillusioned with Cerberus by that point, and ends up teaming up with a member of the Talons - Teegan - when they stumble into each other.

She’s a mix of engineer/sentinel, because she’s a techie biotic who has a drone named Terra (lololol cough) that stays as FAR AWAY FROM COMBAT AS POSSIBLE cause of her half-blindness. Teegan meanwhile left Palaven to escape the Cabal life (as he’s also biotic) and has been on Omega ever since, living life as a merc.

Art again by @savbakk ♥

FOR NOW I THINK THAT’S EVERYONE OMG I’M SORRY THIS IS SO LONG. Thank you for asking about them tho! I… hope this all makes sense? ;;;;

[here2bbtstrash]

look down on me like that - 6 (explicit)

genre: slow burn enemies to lovers hatefucking coworkers au, smut (w some eventual angst)

pairing: yoongi x reader

summary: your asshole coworker min yoongi has made it his personal mission to ruin your life.

word count: 6.2k

contains: ~explicit sexual content~ !! alcohol mention, some mildly twisty conversations about consent/regretting sex (everything in this series is very consensual tho just wanna reiterate), teasing, dirty talk, VERY semi-public sex with risk of being heard/caught, fingering, lowkey fingerwarming, hold the moan, light choking, finger sucking, dumbification if you rly squint, protected sex (in the office... oop 👀), fucking against a door lmao 🙌🏻

A/N: sooooo excited to post this hehe 💜 i know this chap is a lil bit of a shorty but they can't all be 11k, and i'm trying to give y'all a mild refractory period before we launch into even more chaos 💀 AND SORRY NOT SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER ENDING..... i promise i won't keep you hanging for long 😘

read on AO3!

chapter five | masterlist | chapter seven

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“So… it’s been nearly a week,” Jimin prompts just as you tip your head back to take a long swig of your beer. The bratty tone in your best friend’s voice only encourages you to chug another swallow before you set the glass back down. He doesn’t even have to say the since you fucked your coworker part out loud.

Using the provided scissors and tongs, he starts to cut up the strips of pork belly laid flat on the grill between you. “When’s the wedding? Have you named your kids yet?”

“I can’t stand you,” you whine, torn between wanting to kick him under the table and wanting him to share the meat he’s been so carefully preparing. The aroma is making your mouth water as it sizzles on the hot surface.

You settle for fixing him with your best death glare.

Jimin shrugs, unbothered. “That’s fine. I just wanna know how you’re handling the fact that you are now officially sleeping with the enemy.”

“Aht aht. Slept with.” You raise a finger to correct him, using your other hand to maneuver your chopsticks to pick up a marinated cucumber and pop it into your mouth. “Past tense.”

Jimin purses his lips, looking unconvinced. “Is that so?”

“Are you kidding me?” You make a face. “It was a moment of weakness, and now it’s done. What would be the point in letting him have it again? In letting him win like that?” You wave a hand dismissively. “Absolutely not.”

“You are so dumb,” Jimin laughs as he starts to extoll pork onto your plate. “I cannot believe you found good dick and now you’re actively declining it. After how insane you nearly went? You think that won’t happen again?”

“I got it out of my system,” you say with a proud shake of your head, popping a piece of meat into your mouth. It’s so hot it nearly burns your tongue off, but the flavor is well worth it, and you continue with your mouth full. “And I’m good. Moving on with my life.”

Jimin hums like he doesn’t believe a damn word. “And how’s that gonna work out for you in a couple weeks, when you and Suga are in Los Angeles together, breathing that sweet American air? And sharing a hotel room that just so happens to only have one bed?”

With the pork belly successfully secured on your plate, you have no reason to hold back from kicking him this time. “You watch too much TV.”

“Speaking of!” He pauses with food halfway to his mouth, dropping it back onto his plate as he digs into his pocket for his phone. “My comps finally came in for the show I’m dancing in this weekend. I’m not even going to ask if you have plans because I already know the answer, so you better fucking be there.”

You pick up your phone to see his text come in, face scrunching up as you chew. “Two questions,” you prompt. “One, I fail to see what this has to do with watching TV. And two, why did you send me two tickets?”

Jimin rests his elbows on the table, fingers laced together under his chin, somewhere in between posing cutely and looking like he’s about to read you for filth.

“Out of the kindness of my heart, because I am such a good fucking friend, I am giving you a chance for a little Business Proposal moment. Bring your Suga, see what happens.” He shrugs a shoulder. “One concert could change everything, you know?”

You grind your teeth together and reach for your drink as he uses your favorite show against you, humming the theme tune under his breath. “I really hate you.”

“You love me.”

“Unfortunately. But I am not bringing Suga to your fucking concert,” you clarify, glass halfway to your mouth. “There is a world of difference between wanting to fuck someone and wanting to spend an evening with them.”

“So you do still want to fuck him,” Jimin presses his lips together and raises his eyebrows. “Very interesting.”

“Don’t make me leave you with the bill.” You roll your eyes and down the rest of your beer in one swig.

An hour later, you’ve eaten your body weight in grilled meats and have thrown back enough beers that the world blurs gently at the edges, vignetted, as you slip out onto the sidewalk and say goodnight to your best friend.

You’d managed to convince Jimin to meet at the place that’s just a few blocks from your apartment, and it’s not a terribly cold evening, all things considered. The alcohol certainly helps keep you warm as you make the short walk back home, the still-busy streets humming and blinking soft around you.

It takes a concentrated effort to use your phone without tripping in your current state, and you thumb slowly through your texts until you land on the concert tickets from Jimin. When his words echo again in your brain, you do your best to chase them off with a frustrated sigh.

It will be a cold day in hell before you voluntarily spend an evening with Yoongi, you tell yourself. But it’d be nice to go with someone.

You’re scrolling down your contact list and lifting the ringing phone to your ear before you can decide whether or not it’s a good idea.

After two rings, the line connects, and a voice answers. “Hello?”

“Hi, Jungkook.” You giggle a little despite yourself. You’ve never spoken to your coworker in any state of inebriation before, and once his name leaves your mouth, you realize you’re a little more fucked up than you bargained for. But it’s fine, you tell yourself. You’re fine.

“Hi— is everything okay?”

You double-blink, not expecting the check-in. “Yeah, no, everything’s great.” It only occurs to you now that maybe you’ve interrupted whatever his post-work plans might be. “Sorry, I— were you in the middle of something?”

He lets out a sheepish laugh, and you imagine that his cheeks are flushed pink, the way they sometimes get after boxing class. “Nothing important. I was brushing my dog’s teeth, actually. You just, uh, usually text—”

“Wait,” you fully interrupt him. “You have a dog?”

“I have three dogs,” he corrects, with another light laugh that’s almost musical. “My sons.”

“Jungkook!” You exclaim in mock-anger. “I am hurt and betrayed that you have kept this information from me!”

“I’m sorry!” He giggles back, clearly flustered. “It didn’t come up! I’ll send you some pictures, I promise. They’re very cute.”

“You better,” you huff. “And here I was getting ready to be nice to you.”

“Oh?” Jungkook sounds intrigued. There’s a soft shifting sound on the line, and you find yourself wondering if he’s laying down in bed, phone pressed to his cheek. The image makes your heart sink a little, and you shove the feeling away to process when you’re less tipsy. “How were you going to be nice?”

You pause for a moment to cross the street, letting your fake-hurt charade drop. “Well, my best friend is a dancer, and he was booked to perform in this concert that’s happening tomorrow night. He gave me a free ticket and an extra, and I was wondering, if you’re not doing anything… if you want to go with me?”

“Yeah, for sure!” You swear you can hear Jungkook’s smile light up the phone. “That sounds awesome.”

You linger at the front of your apartment building, phone tucked to your ear, watching cars and bicyclists roll by in the neon smear of the city at night. “Awesome,” you repeat back. “I’ll text you my address if you want to come pick me up after work?” A little bubble of excitement floats up and pops in your chest.

“I can definitely do that.”

~*~

“You need to fill all this out for the Grammy’s trip.”

The large stack of registration paperwork lands on Yoongi’s desk with a resounding thud, but he doesn’t so much as bat an eye. Though you’ve put on a brave face and moved back to your desk in the lobby after the happy hour incident, you’ve still avoided any alone time with the genius in his lab, as much as you can help it.

Today, it could not be helped. Especially given your need for a change in schedule.

“And I’m leaving early tonight.” You add, trying to feign confidence, just be direct and to the point. “I need you out of here at five, Yoongi.”

He grunts a noncommittal response, but doesn’t look up from the screen of his computer. His eyes are squinting slightly at the tracks on his mixing software. You wonder for a moment if maybe he needs glasses.

You furrow your brow as soon as you process the thought—what the fuck do you care about this man’s eyesight? You give your head a subtle shake in hopes of dislodging the idea.

Yoongi waves a hand silently, as if to imply you’re dismissed.

You really don’t know what makes you say it. “Jungkook and I are going to a concert.”

At this, Yoongi’s concentration seems to falter. He glances away from the screen, head tilting slightly to one side as he eyes you. “A date with Kookie, huh? Cute. I knew you two would get there eventually.”

You’re not sure what other conclusion you expected him to draw from the information, but suddenly your face is hot. You have to suppress the physical urge to squirm in frustration, to literally stomp your feet like a toddler.

“Can you just be normal?” You snap. “It’s not like that. Not everyone wants to fuck their coworkers all the time.”

He spins a quarter-circle in his chair to fully face you with an eyebrow raised. “Does Jungkook know it’s not like that?”

You stammer at being put on the spot. “I-I’m sure he does.”

Yoongi blinks lazily at you. “Uh huh.”

Rage flares up in your gut before you can stop it. “Jungkook is a nice guy. He’s not a boundary-crossing creep like you.” The words sting like acid as they leave your mouth. 

Yoongi gets to his feet so quickly you barely have time to process it.

For every step he takes towards you, you take one towards the door of his lab, walking backwards. “You know,” he mutters darkly, “I liked your mouth a lot better when it was on my cock.”

Your back finds purchase against the closed door, and you swallow hard, refusing to show fear.  “Well, remember it fondly, because I’m not making that mistake twice.”

Yoongi falls quiet for a moment, eyes searching yours. You’re a little surprised when he takes a step back. “Do you really feel like I violated a boundary?” His voice is flat, nearly monotone, when he asks the question.

You fumble for your words, for the truth; both are hard to find. “I-I don’t know.”

He surveys you with an expression you can’t decipher. “I gave you plenty of opportunity to say no. Do you feel like you were too drunk?”

“No. I mean, I consented. I’m not saying I didn’t. I just… we’re coworkers.”

“I’m aware. You called it a mistake. Do you regret it?”

“Do you?”

He huffs a dry laugh. “You keep acting like I’m not stating it plainly here. I would love to fuck you senseless again any time, sweetheart.” The pet name is biting. “I’d take you right up against this door, if you wanted. But not if you’re going to regret it.”

Your mind swims as you try to make sense of this conversation. “What if I don’t?”

Yoongi takes a single step closer to you. “Well, then I’d ask you when you want it again.”

The expression on his face, as if he’s won some smug game, is endlessly infuriating. You don’t want to give him the satisfaction. “And what makes you think I’ll just give it up again?”

He just keeps smirking, eyes locked on you. “You tell me. I’m the one asking permission here.”

You tilt your chin up towards Yoongi, suddenly very aware of how close he is to you. Something in you pulls taught as you recall your conversation in the bathroom after he nearly came in your mouth.

“If you want it so bad, then beg for it.” The words spark between your teeth as you say them.

There’s a glint in Yoongi’s eyes, and a muscle in his jaw jumps, as if he wasn’t expecting that response. Then he slowly starts to nod. “Is that what you want?”

You refuse to look away. “Did I stutter?”

His tongue darts out briefly to wet his lips, and then he laughs an exhale, a single indignant breath. Eye contact never faltering, you watch as he drops to his knees in front of you.

“Can I touch you?” He asks. The silence of the room hangs heavy between you, roaring in your ears like white noise. Yoongi blinks once, dark lashes fluttering. “Please?”

You feel some last mechanism of inner restraint shatter as you nod.

Yoongi’s touch is deliberate but, surprisingly, not rough. His palms meet the backs of your thighs and begin to slide up, encouraging you to pull your hips off the door and allow him room, your shoulders still pressed flush against the wood behind you.

His hands keep moving, slipping under the back of your dress with no hesitation, only stopping when he finds what he’s looking for: the band of your panties, which he hooks his thumbs under and swiftly pulls down your legs, leaving the lacy fabric to pool around your ankles. You shift to kick them off and suddenly realize your mouth has gone dry.

“Do I have to use my words?” Yoongi asks, voice low. His hands retrace their path back up your thighs, but he takes his time with it now. You hate the way your breath is starting to go shaky from his touch.

“What else would you use?”

“My tongue.”

Yoongi has pushed the hem of your dress up, his mouth devastatingly close to your center and his hands cupping your ass. He stares up at you, waiting patiently for a response, dark eyes brimming with want.

You’re still not even sure of your answer as you start to say it, but then a firm knock at the door cuts you off, loud enough to rattle your brain inside your skull. Ice floods your veins as your eyes go wide.

“Min Suga?” Jungkook’s voice calls from the other side.

Your breath hitches in your chest. This can’t be happening.

“Hey, JK,” Yoongi calls, not moving from where he’s knelt on the floor in front of you, both hands still firmly grabbing your ass. “Sorry, I’ve–” he glances pointedly up at you, and it takes everything you have not to slap him when he continues, “I’ve kinda got my hands full right now. What’s up?”

“No worries, you gave me the code, remember?” Your stomach twists violently as you hear the distinct beeping of Jungkook starting to type into the number pad.

You tear your gaze away from Yoongi to your lacy underwear, in plain sight, too far away that you can’t possibly retrieve them in the mere seconds you have to react.

Adrenaline surges through you, enough to make you lightheaded, to make your limbs go numb. There’s no time to do anything. You flatten yourself against the door as the handle starts to turn and the overwhelming urge to cry rushes up into your chest.

Yoongi seems to finally take the situation seriously, because in a flash, he’s on his feet, arms caging you in on either side to push firmly back against the door. His forearms peek out from under the short sleeves of his black t-shirt— you can see the defined muscles there flex and work, the way his veins bulge under his pale skin as he presses all his weight into the door with a look of real, concentrated effort.

Fuck. You’re not sure you’ve ever been simultaneously aroused and on the verge of tears before.

“Sorry, Jungkook,” Yoongi tries again, and you can hear him attempting to keep the strain out of his voice. “I’m, uh– redecorating a bit in here. I’ve got some stuff blocking the door right now. Can we just talk like this?”

“Oh yeah, sure, okay!” Jungkook answers brightly. You squeeze your eyes shut, desperately willing this nightmare to be over. While you’re pretty sure Jungkook won’t try the door again, an animalistic part of you is still too terrified to do anything, frozen in fear at what nearly just happened.

You’re only distantly aware of Jungkook babbling on about work. “I’ve got a few questions about upcoming release scheduling, so I can know what content we need to get ready. Can you talk me through the rest of Q1 real quick? Just so I know what’s coming when.”

A shiver runs through you at the feeling of a touch, so barely-there that at first you think you might be imagining it.

Your eyes flutter open to find one of Yoongi’s large hands pressed to your throat, delicate fingers splayed over the column of your neck.

It could be aggressive, but it’s not. Decidedly not. His touch is featherlight, and he applies no pressure to your windpipe. If anything, the gentle weight of his hand is oddly… comforting. A word you would never have thought to associate with Min fucking Yoongi before this moment.

The silver chain bracelet on his wrist winks in the soft purple glow of his studio lights, and you stare at it in a daze, entranced. You can feel your adrenaline high beginning to crash: the world feels muted, faded, far away.

“Go ahead, Jungkook,” Yoongi prompts, and you wonder if you’re imagining that his voice has softened just the slightest bit.

You drag your gaze up to him as he starts to talk through scheduling with Jungkook, his tone all business. He’s not looking at you, eyes instead fixed firmly on the door in front of him, occasionally rolling up to glance at the ceiling when he’s trying to recall something.

As your heart rate starts to settle, you take a moment to drink in Yoongi’s features unobserved. The line of his jaw. The slight furrow of his brow. His full, pink lips.

Your throat jumps when you swallow under his touch, and he doesn’t look down, but his hand begins to move. His palm stays heavy over the slope of your throat, but his fingers and thumb move smoothly, tracing faint patterns over your skin, stroking along the muscles of your neck and setting every last one of your nerve endings alight.

Your eyes are heavy-lidded with lust now, and your head tips back against the door, all thoughts blotted out at his touch. Fuck, it feels good.

A gasp slips past your lips when you feel Yoongi’s other hand brush over your leg, and you pray the door is thick enough that the sound doesn’t carry. He’s still talking through scheduling with Jungkook, answering questions as calmly as ever, as his whole palm comes to rest on one of your thighs below the hem of your dress, fingers just barely teasing under the fabric.

When Yoongi finally meets your gaze, his dark eyes pierce straight through you, as if to pin you to the door. He raises one eyebrow in a silent question, and the meaning is unmistakable: another request for permission.

Arousal rolls through you like a riptide, and you’re dragged under before you can even think to fight it. The dramatics of the previous close call linger— it feels like you’ll die if he doesn’t touch you right now. The fact that you shouldn’t be doing this only makes you want it more.

You don’t look away as you nod your consent.

You spread your legs to allow him room, hips tilting up, and Yoongi slips his hand under your dress to snake between your parted thighs. Fresh desire mixes with the cotton-numb fuzz of dwindling panic in your brain, the knowledge that Jungkook is still inches away from you and talking as Yoongi’s hand approaches your center. You have to bite down on your bottom lip at the first brush of contact.

Their conversation continues on, but you don’t process a word of it.

Yoongi traces two fingers gently over the lips of your cunt, teasing devastatingly close to your clit before moving down to circle at your entrance, where he slicks them in the wetness that has already started to pool there.

He keeps his movements so slow, his touch so light; your mind belatedly catches up to realize that anything more will surely start to elicit an audible sound.

You wonder if maybe this is it, if he’s just going to torture you, his fingers running through your folds in long strokes that have your core throbbing until you can’t take it anymore. And then he laughs a little at a comment Jungkook makes and uses the moment of sound coverage to deftly press those two fingers into you.

You bite down even harder on your lower lip in an attempt to stay quiet. Yoongi’s fingers push in to the hilt, long and thick enough to fill you up entirely. It’s all you can do to keep your breathing steady— the feeling of him inside of you jolts through you with every inhale.

Desperate for movement and nearly shaking with hypersensitivity, you clench your pussy around his fingers in a silent plea for more.

As if in response, the hand around your throat just barely tightens. You don’t know whether to read it as encouragement or a warning, but it makes your eyes flutter closed all the same.

His fingers begin to curl at a truly torturous pace, and then they press so firmly into your g-spot that your knees nearly buckle.

You’re hardly cognizant of the room around you anymore, or the wood of the door digging into your back; nothing else seems to matter in this moment except the weight of Yoongi’s fingers and the way your walls grip tightly around them.

Your eyes snap open again when his other hand suddenly leaves your throat. You feel exposed without it, but you shiver all over as the warmth of his palm trails along your collarbone before traveling down the slope of your body to settle at your waist.

As soon as that hand stills, the other pulls back from the heat of your cunt, and he brings his fingers up to brush over your bottom lip. His eyes roam hungrily over your face as he asks another silent question.

You open your mouth like a reflex, and you willingly let Yoongi pet the taste of you over your tongue. Your lips close around his fingers, and your gaze stays locked with his as you hollow your cheeks to suck diligently, swallowing down your own slickness.

With a heady groan, he withdraws, leaning forward to brace the same hand against the door just next to your head.

It occurs to you now that he’s no longer speaking, no longer afraid of making noise. Jungkook must have left– you can’t say when that happened.

The returning silence of the room pulses like a heartbeat. Yoongi is hovering over you, lips slightly parted, close enough that you can feel the heat of his breath, and you swear the distance between you is narrowing by the second.

“Nervous?” He murmurs, so quiet you easily could’ve imagined it.

“Fuck me.” Your voice comes out a little hoarse.

“Hmm?” Yoongi freezes where he is, sounding almost dazed when he hums the question. Just shy of your mouth but invitingly, dangerously close.

Your hands are already fumbling to undo the buckle of his belt. “I said fuck me, Yoongi,” you snap. “Up against this door. Before I change my mind.”

The corner of Yoongi’s mouth just barely pulls up. “God, you’re bossy,” he murmurs, but then his arm is no longer caging you against the door, and he makes quick work of getting his pants and boxers pushed down.

When he backs off, you draw in a breath that’s like coming up for air.

Your head reels a little when you see that he’s fully hard and starting to drip precum: you’re not sure when that happened, either. He retrieves a condom from his wallet and makes short work of tearing it open with his teeth.

The thought of his mouth so close to yours again is terrifying in a way you don’t have words for. Before he can step back towards you, you turn and press both hands flush with the door. You reach down briefly to hike the hem of your dress up over your hips.

It’s mildly humiliating to present yourself like this for him, exposed, back arched, your pussy aroused enough to slick your thighs and just waiting to be filled again. And yet, not unlike the risk of getting caught, the shame only makes it hotter, in some twisted way.

​​Yoongi braces one hand against the door, gripping your hip tightly with the other. You breathe in shallow gasps as his cock teases your entrance, and then he slowly starts to press into you.

“Shit, Yoongi,” you whine softly, overwhelmed by the feeling of him fucking you open. The stretch of him makes your eyes roll back in your head, just as perfect as you remember, and all you can do is take it. When he bottoms out, you do your best to bite back a moan, wiggling your ass to fully sheathe him inside of you, wanting every inch.

“Fuck,” he hisses. You whimper again in response.

“We still have to be pretty quiet— these walls aren’t that thick. Guess you can’t scream my name this time.” His voice is dark, sardonic, and you grit your teeth as you look at him over your shoulder.

“Will you shut up and fuck me?”

“Didn’t realize you were my manager,” he huffs, but then he starts to thrust, hard and fast, and you choke on a barely-suppressed noise. You arch up higher to push back on him, your body begging silently for it, your walls fluttering as the thick head of his cock drags over your g-spot again and again.

Yoongi’s hand on your hip shifts, fingers splaying over the soft flesh of your ass, digging in hard enough to bruise. You inhale sharply at the sweet sparks of pleasure-pain, already edged close and losing the fight to stay quiet.

“How does it feel?”

You’re surprised by the question, and even more so at the sincerity with which Yoongi seems to ask it, voice low in his throat and a little raw. You have to scramble to find words through the haze of your impending climax.

“I-it’s good,” you manage. His hips snap into you even harder and you gasp again. “Fuck, really good.”

He exhales a dark laugh. “Yeah, I can tell. You’re squeezing me so fucking tight, shit.”

Your head nearly smacks against the door from how forcefully his cock is now pounding into your tight heat. You roll your eyes– of course he wasn’t sincerely asking. You want to kick yourself for even entertaining the idea that Min Yoongi could be anything other than a selfish asshole.

Despite that fact, his rough, relentless thrusts are enough to leave you breathless, and the pleasure builds hot and fast in your core. Your head is spinning, and a shiver rips through you when you suddenly feel his breath over your neck, hear his voice in your ear.

“Gonna think about getting fucked like this on your date tonight?”

The stifled whine you let out and the way your pussy throbs around him betray any denial you could’ve tried to make. You look back over your shoulder at him, attempting to say something, anything, and then Yoongi’s hand slips down to circle your clit and you lose the ability to think coherently at all.

“Wanna feel you come on my cock,” Yoongi murmurs, and you swear your legs almost give out.

It’s just white-hot pleasure now, and you have to clamp a hand over your mouth and sob into it as your orgasm crests, your thighs shaking violently under his touch.

“Fuuuck,” Yoongi groans hoarsely as you start to pulse around him, over and over. His breathing comes in ragged gasps that match the pace of his hips as he keeps rutting into you, until he pushes all the way in with a last grunt of effort and you milk his release out with yours.

You slump forward, heart racing, and brace your forearms on the door to let your head loll between them. Yoongi stays stationary for a moment too, the hand on your hip absent-mindedly kneading into your skin, before he finally shifts and withdraws from your still-quivering cunt.

With a steadying exhale, you slowly right yourself on shaking legs while he steps away to deal with the condom.

Once your path is clear, you don’t wait around to suffer any small talk. You move to retrieve your panties off the floor and pull them back on with the last scrap of dignity you can manage. Then you shove your dress down over your hips and cross back to the door.

You leave without a second glance back at Yoongi. 

When you emerge from the Genius Lab, you make an immediate beeline for the bathroom, which is thankfully empty. It’s only once you press your palms flat against the cool marble countertop of the sink that you feel like you can breathe again, and you have to make a conscious effort not to hyperventilate.

Your mind is racing as you take in your reflection in the mirror and attempt to put yourself back together, trying your best to look like you didn’t just get fucked against a door.

A door in the office. Because you are at work. Where you just had sex with a coworker you hate.

The realization of what you just did, how stupid you just were, hits you like a train. Fuck. You’re met with the overwhelming urge to scream at yourself. What is wrong with you? Your eyes roam over your own face, as if you might find the answer hidden there somewhere; your bottom lip is slightly swollen from how hard you were biting down on it.

Can you call something a mistake if you’ve voluntarily made it twice now– and while stone cold sober the second time, no less? And what if it’s a mistake you want to make again?

That can’t happen, you firmly tell your reflection. You won’t let Yoongi get a third strike on you, and you certainly won’t let him fuck up this job for you any more than he already has. He is now officially out of your system.

You gently smooth out your hair, and then you pause, fingertips lingering over the skin of your neck. You tilt your chin up slightly to get a good look in the mirror. There aren’t any visible marks, but you can’t quite shake the memory of Yoongi’s hand closed over your throat— the way everything in the world seemed to blink out of existence under his touch, if only for a moment.

It’s over, you tell yourself again. It has to be.

With a resigned sigh, you run your hands down over the front of your dress, then check the back to confirm there aren’t any weird stains. As much as you want to hide away in the bathroom for the rest of the day, you force yourself back out the door and down the hallway towards the lobby.

Your heart creeps into your throat as your footsteps bring you closer to the Genius Lab, and you forcefully tell yourself that it’s not a big deal. You’re just going to walk right by and head to your desk to proceed with the rest of your work day, thoroughly unbothered.

At this point you wonder why you’re even surprised when the door swings open and Yoongi practically runs into you. You jump out of his way, startled— and you are surprised to see that he has his bag slung over his shoulder and his dark sunglasses on.

“Just heading out,” Yoongi mutters, and your only answer is to keep your gaze fixed on your shoes when you brush past him and continue down the hall.

You’re sure he must be following after you, and you have to swallow the urge to interrogate him— ask why he’s leaving so early, where he’s going. You don’t care, you remind yourself. Not having him around is a good thing.

As you approach the office lobby, you glance up to see Jungkook walking towards you from the other direction. He holds up a hand in a lazy wave, and you come to a dead stop.

It’s the first time you’ve ever felt anything other than happy to see your coworker. Now panic rises in your chest, a wonder if maybe, somehow, he knows what happened on the other side of the Genius Lab door.

“I was just coming to find you,” he says as he crosses to meet you where the two hallways join and spill into the lobby.

You can tell from the look on his face that he means it. There’s no hidden agenda. Nothing to hold over your head. It’s enough to make you exhale a small laugh of relief.

“Well, you found me,” you say.

“Leaving already, Min Suga?” Jungkook’s gaze jumps to look behind you, and dread pools in your stomach. You couldn’t imagine a more mortifying exchange right now if you tried.

Yoongi doesn’t dignify Jungkook with a response, only hums noncommittally as he slips past the two of you and heads for the exit. Your stomach clenches as you wait to hear the doors open and close, praying there’s no sarcastic remark coming, praying he’ll just leave.

His hand presses flat against the glass, and then he turns over his shoulder, as if he’s just thought of something. “You kids have fun tonight,” he quips dryly. Then he pushes the door open and slips out into the hallway.

Jungkook looks a little lost. “Oh, uh, did you tell Suga that we–”

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, it sort of came up. When I said he needed to leave early.” Jungkook nods, and you’re eager to change the subject. “What did you want to ask me?”

“I realized we didn’t agree on a time for me to pick you up tonight. I was thinking seven, if that works?”

Your heart sinks a little in your chest as you take in Jungkook’s sweet smile, the expectant but patient look on his face, Baby-Star-Candy eyes blinking. Your earlier conversation with Yoongi echoes in your mind like a knife to the gut.

“Actually, JK, can I talk to you? About tonight?”

“Yeah, absolutely. Is everything okay?”

“Yes, yeah, I, uh– I just wanted to make sure you knew that…” You tense up as you prepare to deliver the blow. “This… isn’t a date. I was asking you as friends. That’s all.”

“Okay,” Jungkook says simply. His face betrays no hurt feelings.

You’re rambling, unable to believe it could be this easy. “I mean, I-I just… don’t think it’s a good idea, you know? For coworkers to date.” Or fuck, a snide voice in your head adds.

Jungkook nods. “No, I totally get it, but seriously, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. I really like being your friend.” He shrugs, as if that’s all there is to it. “So, I’ll pick you up at seven?”

Relief floods through you like a balm. “Seven sounds great.”

“Cool.” He’s already reaching into his back pocket for his phone. “Can I show you pictures of my dogs now?”

~*~

At 6:55, there’s a firm knock on your door, and you squeak as you dig through the bottom of your closet in search for the right pair of shoes.

You spent most of the last hour on FaceTime with Jimin, who did what a good best friend is meant to do: viciously tear apart nearly everything in your closet while bent forward in a straddle split, warming up for his performance.

The two of you had eventually (more or less) compromised on a black t-shirt dress with a denim jacket thrown over top. Though Jimin had derided the look as “basic”, you’ve decided you’re just fine with that.

You finally find what you're looking for, retrieving your white Air Force Ones and stumbling to pull them on your socked feet as you trip out of your room and towards the front door.

You lean down to tie the laces as quickly as you can, then flip back upright, blood rushing to your head so fast you feel a little faint. You’re not sure why your heart has started to pick up speed, but you let out an exhale as you reach for the door handle, hoping it might help offset these strange sudden nerves.

You turn the handle and swing the door open to greet Jungkook with a smile– and your jaw drops at the sight waiting for you on the other side.

chapter five | masterlist | chapter seven

[reality-shifting]

could you tell us about any of your shifting experiences? :0 (i'm so sorry if this has been asked already)

nothing to apologize ^^ i love getting asks (even tho it took me a while to answer, but that was for different reasons ^^)

now, i haven’t shifted very often yet (just a couple times actually), but i’ll be telling you some of my favorite stories/things that happened!!

but before that i’ll kinda explain what my dr is (all these stories are from the same dr (as that’s the only one i’ve shifted to yet) (technically i did shift into one other reality too the first time i shifted, but i wasn’t there for long so i don’t really have much to tell about that))

basically my dr is a combination of bnha, death note, black butler, yuri on ice and my cr! (it sounds chaotic ik, but the way i scripted it, it actually all fits pretty well together! i might make another post talking about my dr in detail later, we’ll see ^^) and yeah, some of the characters might be somewhat out of character compared to their source material in this reality (due to what i scripted) & in my dr i’m in a poly relationship with misa amane (death note) & katsuki bakugou (bnha)

so now on to the stories :3

one time my cr best friend, bakugou (bnha) and mello (death note) had a snowball fight during our school’s christmas party- it was honestly hilarious, but they knocked over the snowman i’d built with yaomomo (bnha) and my other cr best friend. later that same day tho, deku (bnha) and my cr cousin rebuilt our snowman tho- which rly surprised me cuz i didn’t know my cousin was even at the party lol- (in my cr she rarely attends parties, but apparently someone dragged her along to that one XD) (the rest of the party was fun too btw! and the food was so good omg!!)

btw!! misa (death note) loves making snow angels!!! that’s literally the cutest thing ever!! and one time shortly before new year’s eve in my dr, she asked me to take pics of her while she was making snow angels and they turned out so good and cute and omg- sidhjdbxkdjdkdj!!!

something that really surprised me about my dr is that one of my cr best friends is also a really close friend of yuuga aoyama there!! and i actually hadn’t known until my friend invited me to go shopping together and also invited aoyama (without telling me lmao)- but tbh it makes sense they have a lot of similarities!! and hanging out with them was literally so much fun!!

so this probably only happened bc i literally scripted that someone was going to find out that i’m a shifter (cuz i thought that might be fun lol- (which it actually was, i was right :P)), and yeah this is less of a story but more of a lil fun fact about my dr ig- so i hadn’t scripted who was gonna find out and i just had no idea before at all lol. but then one day at school during break, deku (bnha) comes up to me and like tells me that he has something to ask me, and i was like “oh what’s up :0” and he basically listed a few things about me that confused him (like the fact that i have 6 quirks, and that i’m immune to certain quirks lol-) and just like asked me about that! then i like told him that there’s a reason for that, but he might not believe it & he promised me that he would indeed believe me no matter what (he was rlly curious- it was kinda cute ajdjjsmmsjdkdbdk-)! and yeah in my dr the idea of shifting is vaguely well known, and so while he didn’t exactly know what it was, he had like heard of it before which made explaining it a lot easier- i didn’t tell him anything about my cr tho (not yet at least). but i asked him if he has a big secret too that he could tell me, so we’d be even (i was hoping he’d tell me about OfA), but he didn’t ;-;

this is also not quite a story but i want to mention how much i love hugging bakugou- that was literally one of the first things i did when i got there and i still love that memory so much ajdjdkdbjdjdjd-

and misa braided my hair a few times- ajdjjdbxkdjdkd that made me so soft like omg- [insert heart eyes]

ALSO- bakugou’s cooking!!! agdjbdkxhdkd it’s so good!!! if you ever shift go mha (or any reality he could be in), you have to try literally anything from him (if you like spicy food that is)!! like it’s so delicious it’s not even funny lol- (the way this is already the second time i’ve mentioned food- oop-)

i also scripted that L & light (death note) are actually friends in my dr!! and let me tell you- when they actually get along they are so mean to others akdjdkbdkdjdk- like not mean as in insults but like it’s just so obvious that they think of others as idiots- which like understandable but still- ajdjkshdjdjd- and fun fact: light is lowkey a teacher’s pet sometimes- and he gets along surprisingly well w iida- (stain hasn’t shown up yet in my dr, but i’m curious to see if their almost-friendship would change after that)

if you’d like me to tell more stories in the future, or you have any other questions, lmk!! :D and thank u if you read this far uwu

[fluffyllamas-23]

Thank you, Anon, for this wonderful prompt omg. I will love you forever and ever for sending this to me (not sure if this was exactly what you wanted so I’m just gonna apologize in advance 😂)

Kelsey loved theater. It was her passion. If it paid better, she would have decided to pursue it full time.

Unfortunately, it didn’t, and she was a realist. Although she was pretty damn good, she knew she would ever make it to Broadway. So, she resigned to just acting at her local community theatre.

Currently, Kelsey was preparing for their summer musical - “Wicked”, where she had snagged the role of Glinda. She was entirely too stressed out over it - she loved the role, and wanted to nail it, but it was the biggest one she had gotten. So there she was, stressing over her lines the night before opening night.

“Kelsey, are you coming to bed?” Lincoln asked, groggy with sleep as he leaned against the doorframe. She looked up for the first time in hours, her eyes burning.

“What time is it?”

“Almost two AM.” He said, yawning tiredly.

She pushed away from the table. “Oh shit.“ 

"You were studying your lines all this time?” He frowned, putting a hand on her lower back as they walked to their bedroom.

“Yeah…I’m just…I’m really nervous for opening night.”

“Not sleeping at all the night before won’t help you.” He said softly. “But you’re going to be incredible. I can’t wait to watch it.”

“What if I suck?” She moaned as he pushed her gently towards the bed.

“You won’t.” He said, pulling the covers over her.

She gripped his shirt, her eyes filling with tears. “But what if I do? W-what if I mess up and forget my lines? What if-”

“-Shhhh.” He soothed, putting a hand on her cheek, and staring into her tired eyes. “Baby, how long has it been since you’ve slept?”

“I don’t know.” She whimpered, blinking away the tears.

“You are exhausted. Get some sleep.” He said, brushing the hair off her forehead

She nodded, her eyelids already drooping. She still didn’t let go of his shirt, so he climbed over her carefully, and as soon as he was lying next to her, she rolled on her other side and curled up into him.

She slept soundly until about nine, when a steady throbbing in her head woke her up.

“Shiiiiiit.” She groaned.

“What’s the matter?” He mumbled, nuzzling his face into her neck.

Kelsey pursed her lips. “My throat hurts…so does my head…I think I’m getting sick.”

“I’m not surprised.” He said, propping himself up on his elbow. “You’ve been going pretty much nonstop for the past few months, you’re sleep deprived, and you’re stressed. That, my dear, is pretty much a recipe for coming down with something.”

Kelsey groaned, burying her face in the pillow. “I’m so achey.”

“Yeah, you’re definitely getting sick.” He frowned, taking the pillow off her face.

“It’s opening night! What am I going to do?!” She panicked.

“First off, you need to relax. Stressing out over it isn’t going to do you any good. I’m going to go get you some airborne, and orange juice, and we’re going to nip this thing in the bud.” He said, determination in his eyes. “What time do you have to be there tonight?”

“Six.”

“Six.” He repeated, nodding once. “Well it’s still early. You can sleep until then. Are you hungry?”

“No.”

“I’m giving you food anyways.”

“Liiiiiink.” She whined. “I’m not hungry.”

“Yeah, I heard you, but you need to eat. You’ll just feel worse if you go all day without food.”

“Whatever.” She grumbled, crossing her arms and staring up at the ceiling.

Lincoln was just hoping that this was a fluke thing. She tended to get sick slowly, but when she finally was sick, she was down for the count.

“Link, I don’t think I can do this.” She whimpered, pressing her forehead to his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and she couldn’t help but melt into his embrace.

“I know you don’t feel well.” He said softly in her ear. “I know. And I wish I could get you back home in bed, but this is what you’ve been preparing for. You’re going to do terrific.”

She just groaned and slumped into him. “I’m exhausted.”

“Drink your coffee, take the medicine I gave you, you should be feeling alright for the show. Then I’ll take you home and you can sleep the rest of the night.” He said, kissing her forehead. He frowned, and put a hand on her cheek. “You seem warm. Do you feel like you’re running a fever?”

She pressed her face into his chest and gripped his shirt, fisting it in her hands. “I feel so achey and heavy and I just want to go to sleep.”

He whined sadly. This seemed to be coming on much more quickly than either of them were accustomed to or anticipating. “I’m so sorry, Kelse.”

“Nnngh…I have to go.”

He kissed the top of her head. “Take the meds, you’ll feel better.”

Thirty minutes later, Lincoln was sitting in the audience, gripping the bag he had brought and filled with various things she would need once she was finished. He had a thermos of tea, tissues, cough drops, a thermometer and a few bottles of water. He sat on the edge of his seat, bouncing his leg anxiously as he gnawed on his bottom lip. She just had to make it two more hours.

HE just had to make it two more hours.

The house lights flashed, signaling that it was time for the show to start.

Lincoln held his breath, waiting for Kelsey to come on stage. Once he could see her and see that she was okay, he would be able to relax a little.

Much to his surprise, Kelsey was terrific. He knew she would be, but he had been worried that whatever bug she had caught would affect her performance.

Honestly, if you didn’t know her, you’d never be able to tell that she was sick.

Lincoln waited outside the door that the cast would be coming out of. The moment Kelsey stepped outside, she all but collapsed into Lincoln’s arms, coughing miserably.

“Good news is, you were fucking fantastic.” Lincoln murmured into her ear. “Even better news is that you’re done for the night and you can get some rest.”

“Did I really do okay?” She croaked.

“Absolutely.”

“I didn’t forget anything. I almost did, but then I remembered.” Kelsey mumbled, and then twisted away from him to let out a trio of congested sneezes.

“Bless you.” He sighed, putting a hand on her lower back. “Let’s get you home, yeah?”

She nodded, her eyelids drooping as he led her to the car.

Lincoln helped her into the passenger’s seat, and then rummaged through the bag he had slung over his shoulder.

“How’s your throat?” He asked, handing her the thermos of tea.

“Hurts.” She rasped.

“Yeah, i figured.” He sighed. “Drink the tea, it should help.”

“Thank you.” She sniffled. He handed her the tissues, and then grabbed the thermometer and stuck it in her ear.

“Is it necessary to do this here?” She croaked, going into a coughing fit.

“Yes.” He said, pulling the blanket that was at her feet over her lap. The thermometer beeped. “One oh two. Yikes. I thought you’d be running a fever.”

“Can we just go home?” She moaned, pulling her knees to her chest. Everything felt jerky. Her entire body was so achey and heavy, and it seemed to take all of her energy and effort just to get to the car. 

She was exhausted and just wanted to go lie down in her bed.

He kissed her temple. “Yeah, try to close your eyes, I know your head is probably bothering you.”

“How can you tell?”

“You’ve been grimacing.”

“Oh.”

He chuckled. “Ready to go?”

“Mmhmm…”

“Hey.” He said, pressing his lips to her burning forehead. 

“Hmm?” She mumbled looking at him.

“I love you, and I’m very proud of you.”

She shot him a weak smile. “Thanks…love you, too.”

Kelsey settled against the window, her eyelids dropping as she fell asleep.

[tsukidrama]

hello!

i hope the doctor finds what’s wrong with your knee :( it’s doesn’t seem fun, whishing you a speedy recovery as well! i hesitated to send an other ask since you’ve written other stuff but i didn’t want to spam you but i’ll keep that in mind thank you! :) i’m already going to send you an other ask after this one for cold hands cold heart part 2 because i’m shy askdjfj

and also i was so surprised when i saw that other anon send an ask!! i mean i know we’re talking in public since it’s in asks and i don’t mind at all but i didn’t expect people to actually read what i send lmao this was really sweet. oh and i use she/her thank you for asking! 😊

it makes sense yeah! it’s annie’s own little universe, like a “the road not taken cinematic universe” (trntcu) lmao. this makes sense too, gosh she really deserves her little cottage now, even if things are going to be a bit complicated now this is probably the best setting for her to face all of her fears. she’s in her own place that she built, she has reader and her father, i think it’d be even harder if she was still in marley. well, i can’t wait to see what comes next!

oh, historia was totally ruined, the whole baby/farmer storyline brought way too much discourse lmao but it’s alright the story has a lot of other women to love peacefully.

i thought about you when i saw her in the trailer!!! the end of the show is really going to be something (if we forget about some….parts indeed), first episode of part 2 seems so far away!

there isn’t much in this ask (sorry) as i’ve only had time to read cold hands cold heart so i’ll just send an other ask! (will be longer)

-j

SORRY MY REPLY GOT KINDA LONG OOPS! not rly tho

yeah me too honestly. it's really bothering me and i'm starting to get really frustrated that it's not getting any better. please don't worry i'll get annoyed with spamming, it actually makes me really happy to see all the notifications! i am lonely and sad most of the time so it always makes my day.

ALDSKJCHASJKAKCSND JJJJJJJJ IM CRYINGNGGG IM GONNA PRINT THE COLD HANDS HOLD HEART ASK YOU SENT ME OUT AND FRAME IT ON MY WALLLL DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU????? i keep rereading it over and over again & my heart is exploding..... legit cried a little bit when you started talking about the ending. when you said "as you can tell i really like the moon" i laughed out loud, that's absolutely something i would say too. same ♡ i think i associate Annie and the moon together for some reason - is that just me being gay? eye contact with her would have the same vibes as staring up at the moon on a cold foggy night, i don't make the rules it's just true and facts i'm just sayin 😭

do you want me to keep the ask unpublished? i could absolutely respond to everything piece by piece. but if its meant for my eyes only then i will treasure it in secret forever.

but can i just say that you picked up on a lot of nuance that most people either don't notice or don't TELL ME they notice!! i spend a stupid amount of time making sure that my characterization is consistent etc, alongside stupid effort throwing in parallels so to have somebody connect the dots between stories/chapters, or what deeper meaning is implied by a behavior or scenario.. bliss. jus GOD you really hit the nail on the head in every way with your analysis of this fic, i'm deadass sitting here crying like you get it!! you see the fic for what it's supposed to be! dskjlahkdaj i know it's also not that deep but when i was in the process of writing that fic 8 months ago (WTF IS TIME) i thought to myself "nobody is even gonna notice all this in the end they just want the smut and the pretty writing is just a bonus" BUT YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO SEEN! i hope you know how much i luv you for that sending ask. AAAAAAAAAA i could combust!

i thought it was so cute that someone cared enough to drop by and say so 🥺 while of course i know in my brain that other people must read all my rambly responses to you, i've said before: i talk to you the way i talk to people in my dms. but therefore i open up more than i would just posting as usual, because i know somebody cares what i have to say lmao. that sounds so sad 😭 it's just disheartening to scream into the void so i don't as often makes posts for fandom these days. hell yeah girl!

pfftf "the road not taken cinematic universe" (trntcu) lmao you crack me up! for the sake of convenience i'll probably shorten it to something that's less of a mouthful AND WAIT IM HAVING AN EPHIPHANY, i could call it the "cottagecanon" 🥺🥺🥺 god that's so cute. it's true that she's in the best place she could possibly be for what she's going through. that's kind of the point, i think. as sad as it makes me to write the sad shit, it's just to get us to the point where my poor baby Annie can realize that she needs to process her trauma. she's never had a space in canon where she could do that. so fine, i'll just give it to her myself 😤

poor Hisu. she deserved better. god, the discourse and the theorizing really was something to witness... it makes me sad that a canon wlw character was reduced to what she was in the final arcs (s4). but yeah you're so right, she's not even in my top 5 aot women.

aAA AHA GOOD, she's my tall n crazy lean mean killing machinem i'm still surprised that my yelena content pops off the way it does, but i truly love the yelena following that i have on this blog, y'all put the spice in my life. at least we have an air date for the final season now! January 9th is less than four months away! we can get through this together. we got this.

[arshem]

zodiac tag~ 🌌💖

Rules:

List your zodiac sign: Sagittarius

List a few personality traits associated with your sign

adventurous, honest, restless, noncommittal, easily bored

(tbh i do get bored rly easily but like. with my own thoughts and expressing them to others. i can't count the amount of times i've tried to end a conversation that i started bc i've gotten bored of what i'm saying 🙄 i also do kinda hate making commitments oOPS sorry i know it's annoying. that being said i feel like ppl talk about how active sag's are and like yes sometimes but also i am a huge homebody)

3 idols that share the same sign:

seventeen's joshua, shinee's minho, and 2pm's taecyeon (sorry im not putting pics my brain cant handle making those kinds of decisions right now) 🥰

3 compatible signs:

libra, aquarius, leo (i think the majority of my long lasting friendships are with leos)

3 incompatible signs

pisces, virgo, taurus

(🙃 my previous living situation was with a pisces and a virgo and we got along super well until we didn't. it was a whole mess tho tbh i still don't really have a problem w/ my virgo roommate, they just ghosted me with no explanation 🙃 aannnnd my current living situation is with my taurus partner who i've been dating for seven years, so, uh, we'll see how the compatibility works out🤞🥴)

tagged by @kimhonggoong! thank u, this was fun!!

i'm 2 lazy 2 tag others but pls feel free~

[reidyoulikeabook]

💞 💭 I'd like to know your opinions on penelope, morcia, garvez, meredith grey, george x izzie, and alex karev, and him x izzie (alot I know I'm jus curious) 🎵

okay i’m gonna pop a read more on this because this got LONG (i am so sorry oops i got a lot to say about things always, sidenote pls messge me if you ever want to talk more abt greys i am ALWAYS wanting to talk about that show)

amelia’s 600 celebration!

💞 : favourite fic of yours!

just let me love you!

i think it’s very fitting generally to emily that she’d find it difficult to let somebody in, to let somebody love her. i headcanon strongly that she struggles with that kind of emotional vulnerability and this captured that perfectly! it was such a good mix of angsty but with a fluffy ending, and is definitely my favourite :)

🎵 : a song from my spotify likes!

i shuffled and it said: sparks fly by taylor swift! (a banger imo so not a bad one to get)

💭 : opinion on...

penelope - i LOVE penelope. she is the sweetest angel in spite of everything, and has a strength that i don’t think she gets enough credit for. she manages to be fun and beautiful and quirky and a beacon of light in such a dark world and dark line of work. i adore her !!!

morcia - SHOULD! HAVE! BEEN! TOGETHER! how did JE*D get more attention from the writers than this? she was his god given solace. they loved each other, supported each other, and made each other laugh even in incredibly difficult situations. they were made for each other. they were SO FUNNY and sweet together, had the best friendship, and deserved more than anything to have been canon.

garvez - SO i haven’t actually seen any of criminal minds with luke but from the fics i’ve read and the gifs i’ve seen? insanely precious human being, love him, penelope deserves to be happy more than anything and he seems like a wholesome man who would make her happy so it gets a YES from me.

meredith grey - okay so...not to be too Loud but meredith isn’t really one of my favourites in greys. i think she’s SUPER strong, and has been through an awful lot. but i disagree with a lot of the choices she’s made: i understand why she was initially upset by lexie and her presence, and i love how close they got in the end. but then she was the same way towards maggie? and also she’s been kinda rude to amelia. i think has handled a lot and been through an UNPARALLELED amount of trauma so i do have a lot of respect for her for that, and she does have moments where i do rly like her!

george x izzie - SO i loved them as friends at first but oh my god i HATED them as a couple! they had no chemistry and it was such an unnecessary storyline i think? like it completely ruined their friendship, lasted all of five minutes, and had such a silly fallout. of course they had no sexual chemistry? having drunk sex with someone doesn’t mean you should be together like CHRIST.

also it was incredibly shitty to callie who is my fave and generally deserved better but that’s a separate point. it made me :( because it kinda fucked up their friendship in season 5 and it would have been nicer to see george being closer to her and supporting her in that time which he wasn’t because of their CAR CRASH 10 minute romance.

alex karev - his character development over the years? immaculate. didn’t like him at first, there are moments throughout where i’m still not 100% a fan but i think he came on a lot over time and massively improved as a person. incredible PEDS surgeon, learnt to care and love a lot, still did some questionnable shit at times but what can i say? i love the man really.

alex x izzie - okay SO i think their storyline in s5 was kinda rushed and all over the place? but fundamentally i liked them together. izzie initially saw alex’s good side and got everyone else to see his good side. i think they brought out the good in each other and would have been AMAZING together if they’d had more time together to be fleshed out properly (that’s an issue i have with greys relationships generally) but! MUCH better than izzie x george, think they were very sweet, love them both individually and root for them together a lot.

[omgdexnursey]

hey again its crisis anon and i'm starting to rly want to try my hand at writing fanfic!! embracing the "fuck it" mentality atm🤪🤙 & i think i have the language aspect of writing down, like i'm good enough at it lol, but i've never written for a fandom before so its kind of daunting :( if its not an inconvenience i'd love to know if u have any tips!!

sorry on the lateness of this reply!! i’ve been thinking about this ask pretty much since i got it.

(this got kinda long oops i hope this is useful)

first and foremost, i would say that when deciding to write fic: write the stories you want to read. that is absolutely essential to fic writing because if you aren’t inspired by a story or it’s not something you’re all that interested in, chances are it’s either a) not gonna be all that great because you weren’t invested in it or b) it’s not gonna get finished because you’ll get bored of it. also, while i do write because i love the community aspect of it and i love people commenting and sharing my stories and talking about them, the core of my writing stems from me wanting to write and getting excited about a story i think is really cool. sometimes i think: am i really going to write this stupid au that no one else cares about and the answer is usually yes because I want to write it and therefore to me, it’s a story worth telling. this also applies if you’re writing a story you feel has already been done a million times - even if it has, it’s never been told by you 

second: be patient with yourself. if you’ve been following me for a while, you probably know that my tag for posts about writing and its struggles is “writing is hard” and it is! sometimes i start stories, get only a little bit of the way into it and then think of a new story and start writing that instead. it’s totally okay (and not unusual) to bounce around in fics, especially if you’re stuck, because otherwise it’ll start feeling less like a fun hobby and more like a chore to finish. i have fics i started over a year ago, or haven’t worked on in months because i got stuck, and a lot of times i find that after working on something else or just giving my mind time away from it, i’ll think of a scene that i want to add or how to get around where i’m stuck. sometimes i open up a doc that’s been there for months, write one sentence i thought of, and then leave it again. 

(as an add-on: writing is not linear! sometimes i know how i want a fic to end or start or just one event that happens somewhere in the middle and nothing else, and i start by writing the parts that inspired me to write it, then build around it.)

writing is also very fluid. by that i mean there’s so many times i’ve gone into a fic with an idea that is the core of the fic only to get partially or completely through writing it and realize that i want to change it in some way or go in a different direction than when i first started, so don’t be afraid to reshape an idea you originally had.

on a practical level, if you have an idea, write it down somewhere. there have been so many times that i’ll just randomly have an idea pop into my head and i’m like trying to fall asleep or i’m doing something else and i foolishly tell myself that i’ll remember it later so i don’t need to write it down now. (you might be able to guess - i do not remember a lot of them) i have notes on my phone that have just like lines of dialogues or the outline of a scene and some of them don’t really mean anything from the outside (ex. from a note about an artist au i have in progress: “dex wakes up and nursey’s painting - it’s really late”) just something for you to read and remember what you wanted from it.

also, don’t completely delete scenes if you want to take them out of a fic. i have a document titled “random unused ideas” and part of it is just scraps of ideas referenced in the above paragraph, and some of it is scenes i’ve taken out of fics but don’t want to get rid of because they might come in handy in other fics. i just recently decided to take a bunch of the snippets of scenes i had and put them into one fic to be worked on in the future. i also like to make an adjacent doc to put scenes in just in case i want them back in the fic i was writing. so for example, when i was writing “under the summer sun with you” i had a doc titled “fishing trip au extras”, and there was an entire scene i ended up taking out but i had in that doc because i wasn’t sure yet if it was going to make the final cut. (now it’s in my general “random unused ideas”)

finally, if you can, find people to talk to about writing. i get so excited when people want to talk about my stories and my friends here bounce ideas back and forth, which has helped me work around some of the roadblocks i’ve encountered. 

hope this helps and if you do write good luck!!! my inbox + messages are always open and i love talking about writing!! it’s scary and challenging but if you find that you enjoy it, that’s really what matters!

[nar-nia]

IM BBACKKKKKKKK

Live updates timeeeee

Men who confess whilst throwing up 😍😍 /j

I mean jake is the purrfect guys but likeeeee Heeseung 🥺

ALSO GONNA PUSH THE SUNJAKE AGEDA

If we ain't getting heejake we need sunjake agsjdhd

I love sunoo

Actually forget sunjake

Me and sunoo,, it always will be be 🥰

STOP SUNOOS STUMBLING OVER HIS WORDS 😭😭 HES SO CUTE

JAKE FFS SHUT UP

YEAH Y/N SPEAK UP

SPEAK FOR URSELF

JAKEEEEEEEEE 😭

NAUR DONT U SAY HEESEUNG DOESNT DESERVE HER

like I'm not saying he does

BUT SHUT UP

I love sunoo

"What? God, no. I meant in a platonic way. You're not in a fanfiction, y/n."

OOP

Omg y/n ans sunoo 😭 pls can they just run off into the sunset together and choose friendship over boys agsjsgd

NOT THE HOON SLANDER 💀

She told jake

NAUR I FEEL BAD NOW 😭

He wants her to be happy with him SOBBING

Yes sunoo go look after jake

Here we go 😃

Heeseung 😭😭😭

An apology, a confession and a kiss

Aaaaaaaaaaa

"Does that mean from now on I'll just leave the door open while showering?"

HELLO?!AISGWJHWHWJ 😳😳😳🥴🥴

HEESEUNG PLS

"Mhm. I didn't know one person could have that strong opinions about snacks."

Me 🤝 Jake

Talking about our love for sweet snacks

"Oh! Okay, how about this. We lock you and Jake into a room, Mochi ready on the table, a romantic movie in the background. That should make him forget about me!"

Sounds amazing. I'm in.

OMG SUNOO ACTOR ERA

he better get the mc

Omg and jake can be the main love intrest

Gsjshjdh

Jake's dropping out :((

But also phewwwwww

Go slay it next show king,, with sunoo

Stop I love them all being happy and friendly as a four 🥺

PAHAHA SUNOO WALKED IN ON THEM MAKING OUT

LMAOOOOOO

poor sunoo 💀💀

Yeah sunoo exploit ur trauma,, make them pay 🤩

So much has happened in such short time agsjdhd

SUNOO WILL SLAY THE AUDITION

HELP HEE KISSED HER INFRONT OF HOON AND TAE NAURRRRR

I'm embarrassed agshgsh

Y/ns crying 😭😭😭😭 I'm so proud of her agsjsgs

They are making out again damn 🥴🥴

Sunoo has been violated 🤡

OMG JUNGWON AND RIKI SOBBING

MY BOYS

STOP KISSING INFRONT OF SUNOO

HIS SWEET INNOCENCE EYES

SUNOO GOT THE ROLE AAAAA

HOLD THE FUCK UP WHAT

👁👄👁

WHAT THE FUCK

IM COMING FOR IR THROAT PARK SUNGHOON

Oh ig not hoon

IM COMING FOR YOUR THROAT KANG TAEHYUN

Omg slay hoon,, going solo 🤩

OMG HOON YOU GODSEND

I LOVE YOU

YES SUNOO AND HEE ARE HEREEEEE

Break y/n out of their depression session

YES GROUP WATCH

Awwww sunoo and Jake's show trailer

SOBBING HEESEUNG WHISPERING I LOVE YOU TOO

On the FLOOR

I'm so proud of them all 😭😭😭😭 they all made it

Ninaaaaaaaa

THAT WAS AMAZING

So much emotion and angst and love and fluff and sunoo 🥰 all perfectly balanced and well written

DAMN UR SO TALENTED

This was rly long and I cba proof reading it so i have NO clue if it make any sense

Anyways

So proud of youuu 🥰

Sorry it took me so long but honestly I'm so glad I could read it and appreciate every single moment and word because that's what ur works deserve !!

Love you mama <3

~M 🐝

HELLOOOO <33 my favorite child is back 🤧🤧

live updates my favorite 😍

now i love jake so much but hee is just 😩. Even if it was an up and down in that story. Hee supremacy 🤭

And sunoo 😍😍 the loml, he deserves the world and especially his own story at this point. Ugh he's so sweet.

Mooooooo <333

I'm so glad you loved it 🥺 thank you for all the support and the sweet asks and words during it, they always meant a lot <3 it doesn't matter how long it takes or when you read it, it makes me so happy that you did. And even happier that you liked it so much, aaaahh 😭😭

thank you so much for this ask, it was such a sweet surprise. I love you tooo 💖💖💖

[themanicgalaxy]

SPN 7X17 the Born Again identity

we're Fancy tonight, we got Dalgona Coffee, we got stroopwaffels, we got some knowledge of growing as a person

It's been a while

and

it's :)

CAS!

Sam is doing So Good

ah the Hell trauma

and he gets drugs to get knocked out

oop no not the impala

Ah again

mans just isn't sleeping oop

just

get hit by that car sam

Sam Smith

ahahah psychiatric state

Hitchcock reference

ah they need a faith healer

O H

Screw Cas

oh poor Sam

he's just fucking defeated damn

ahahah lucifer

I did not realize how much of a thing lucifer was

Kansas area code

lord poor Sam

again there's like interesting things with the Sam story line I just don't care about him

...oh god yeah they did do a disservice to Sam when he was no longer the main character

like we only care about Dean, but Dean only cares about Sam, but we don't care about Sam

the fluffy long hair is actually adorable

ah another hallucination

this is..actually also interesting as a Sam episode

it's just like the cage oh boy

dammit why you only call me when you're high is in my head

~incapable of making good decisions and having bad ideas~

those don't feel right

ew maggot sandwich

huh divine intervention contact

heheheheheheheeheheheh

why is he talking like this

...he knows all the tRICKS BECAUSE HE'S ANGEL

well also he knows Dean :)

WHY DOES HE TALK LIKE THIS DOES ANYONE ELSE TALK LIKE THIS

ah Sam's not doing so hot

aw friend

just put him in a coma or something oh boy

DAPHNE ALLEN

that's not emanuel is it

it's fake

ooo demon

he got it

I genuinely forgot what roman

OH CROWLEY

I forgot they struck a deal with crowley

CASSSS!!!

CASSS!!!!!!

IT'S YA BOI!!!!!!

DEAN'S F A C E

I genuinely don't know how ELSE WE'RE SUPPOSED TO INTERPRET THIS

DEAN'S FUCKING FACE

BRO I'M SO SORRY

"your wife, right" ouch

"I can help"

oh boy he's not doing so hot is he

This is genuinely really fun tho

oop

"is that your wife"

AHIPHFPSA

no memory

Daphne what kINDA WOMAN JUST

DAPHNE THAT CAN'T POSSIBLY BE GOD LIKE

Bouncybabynames.com

this body is...so funny

has been through so much

THE IDFHAPIHAS

They're JUST TALKING

ah Sam and Marin

is that her name

I love tumblr glitching on me

bruh there's no way everyone talks in references

ah holy fuck it's a ghost

and he gets it from literally beyond the thing

HE TALKS LIKE CAS

asFIPDHFASPI

OF COURSE HE'S ANGRY

HE TALKS LIKE CAS

"I sense that you kill a lot of people" LMAOO

talk about Cas to Cas

oh my god this is just

I need to rewatch this conversation a million times

HE'S CONFIDING IN CAS dfAIPHF

"you're human"

oh this is insane

"what Cas did is so hard to shake" I hate you

he can't name his own emotions

boy they rly do kill a lot of people

MEG

MEGGG!!!!!

MEG!!!

oh my god I love this episode

"We're closed" bahahaha

I love her necklace

ahahaha I love her she's so fun

I love moral ambiguity

"I've been good to you" "no you've been good to you"

heh she's trying to get In

she's SO MUCH SHORTER THAN HIM

WHY DO THEY ALL TALK LIKE THIS

damn this is a fun dynamic tho

"we come in different flavors"

Dean: *grits teeth* "she's a ...friend"

lmao

Meg is just pushing it

DEAN LOOKS SO ANGRY IN THE CORNER

HE's SO ANNOYED

tbh Sam trying to stop a haunting from beyond the psychiatric ward is also cool

Sam you self sacrificing workaholic bastard

I mean not self sacrificing, more like doesn't care about self

Sam is So Fucked, him not sleeping is Not Good for him

I gotta say, Sam looks good fucked up

I do like them when they get Fucked up and Broken down, they're more interesting

ah can burn it

AHAHAAH THE FUN CAR

THIS IS SO AWKWARD I'M FUCKING CACKLING

"meg has that effect" "that must be difficult for you"

I'm so glad he hasn't changed

aw psychiatric ward haunting banishment

ah along with the hallucinations

Why do they all have the same outfit

eh it's a good outfit I get it

ah and they got him

bruh how much hAVE THEY GIVEN HIM

oh he is just OUT of it

MEG AHAHAHAA

"any ideas" "no fuck you"

y'all are not subtle

at ALL

OH MY GOD THIS IS HILARIOUS

"you just met yourself, I've known you for years" FIAHSDFPISAD

the lil floppy hair tho

being an angel is bloody, corrupt

"you used to be bestest friends" oof

"am i cas" SDAFIHASDPFADSPIADSHIFP

oHHH MY GOD

Aw Meg

THEY'RE GIVING HIM A PEP TALK

DEAN'S FACE

This is

"I believe in the little tree topper" lmao

HIS LIL FACE

"I know you...you're dead" "yes I've heard"

oh boy here we go

HE REMEMBERS !!

wait do they just leave daphne

Clarence

cas

THERE WE GO

shit that was a good sequence

"I remember everything" ope

to be honest at least dean was on the money

he did not take this well, predictably

this guy isn't an actual

yep demon

electroshock here we go

...is

is dean offering a forgiveness

HE JUST KEPT THE TRENCHCOAT

WHAT

WHAT THE FUCK

THIS IS NOT A NORMAL THING

IS IT

DOES DEAN JUST HAVE ATTACHMENT ISSUES

CASSSSSSSSSSSSS

OH MY GOD THE TRENCHCOAT!!

OVER THE LIL THING HE WAS WEARING

It didn't work oof

oh

OH WAIT NO DOES HE TRANSFER THE CRAZY TO HIM

oh it WAS a needledrop!!

Cas

oh god no wait

NO THAT'S NOT WHAT DEAN MEANT

I forgot how infuriating these fuckers were

no

OH MY GOD CAS NO

Dean is not going to take this well is he

Cas is

also not taking this well

oh no

no they just left him there

his lil fluffy hair

Mutually Assured Destruction

"We don't even have friends. All our friends are dead"

oh they're fucked

MEG AHAHAHAHAHA

"I really just want to help the patients"

I love her

also she looks good in that outfit

ok ok wrap up!

1. Dean has either attachment issues or just. Mans is just so bad at figuring out his emotions. Like he genuinely doesn't know how to name them or describe them past the basics! That feels important

2. Also incredibly important that he can't name anything with Cas. Like a brother my ASS

3. Needledrop as Cas's memories were coming back was very good, very very vibe and not out of place at all if u didn't know the song(like me)

4. I fucking love Meg Masters,

5. actually no screw it I liked the whole episode. Sam in a psych ward helping out a haunting(and showing he uses work as a coping mechanism) and Meg+Dean+Amnesia Cas working out the Dean/Cas clusterfuck

6. oh yeah, Sam had a solid storyline in this one, I think it was neat

7. Revelation that since everyone used it for their therapy and wrote on vibes, the show is basically everyone's unconscious biases

8. CAS!!!! I'm so mad they left him. I feel that was very much "oh he's not a main character" but also everyone loves him so whoops

[yugyeeom]

1, 2, 13, 16, 17, 37, 40, 43, 48 (I'm sorry it's a lot!)

oh dont worry its all good!!!!!!!!!!!!

1) how long have you been stanning them?

i got into them both around the same time so october of last year (YEAH IK IM SHOOK TOO) but i’d heard of got7 in 2015 but i didn’t really take the time to start listening to them :)

2) how did you start stanning them?

got7: well, my close friends liked kpop (3/5) but me and the other girl in our friend group didn’t listen to kpop. but during our other close friend (not part of that friend group but part of another)’s softball game (i think she was subbing???) i was like “hEy i lw wanna get into kpop” and we started listening to got7 and bts, etc

svt: close friend stanned them and got me into them and i love them so much now :))) haha this story is much simpler 

13) which member would you like to have as your brother?

got7: probably jackson bc he’d protect me and shit (you can tell im the oldest oops irl) and we’d have those sibling fights 

svt: joshua bc he’d be such a wise older bro but also a fun to be around one

16) which member would you like to have as your boyfriend?

got7: LOL YUGYEOM DUH

svt: mINGHAO OR DINO

17) which member would you like to have as your husband?

got7: yugyeom bc i love him sm but also jaebum bc he’d be such a good dad and he has so many husband qualities

svt: minghao or seungcheol bc they also have faTherLy qualities and they’d be rly good dads

37) something/someone you’re protective of?

my friends and family but also idols. even if i dont stan, if someone is attacking them for no reason, trust me boi imma fite

40) what kind of person would you want to be remembered as?

a sweet girl with kind heart who also had a pretty spicy sense of humor aND A MEME QUEEN

43) what do you notice first in a person?

how they introduce themselves or their hair 

48) do you believe in soulmates?

well tbh i dont know. i believe in true love doe so kinda sorta the same thing?