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yanderejustforyou · 3 days ago

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The Penguin

Oz x Reader

So I’m now obsessed with the idea that Oz likes to swim (I read the A03 fic depths)

I would love a fluffy fic with PDA

Oz and Reader at the water park

Go wild - I love your writing 🩵

The sun hung high in the azure sky, its rays casting a warm, golden light that danced over the vibrant, bustling water park below. The air was filled with the infectious laughter of children, their squeals of delight mingling harmoniously with the rhythmic sound of rushing water cascading down slides and into pools. The unmistakable scent of sunscreen mingled with the sharp, chlorinated aroma of the pools, creating a distinct summer atmosphere that promised endless fun and adventure. It wasn’t Oz’s usual kind of outing—he was more accustomed to quiet evenings with his mother or the soft glow of a dimly lit office—but when you had playfully asked him to join you, his steadfast resistance had crumbled, as it often did in your presence.

You couldn’t help but smile at him now, standing beside the wave pool, looking a bit out of place yet undeniably charming in his fitted swim shirt and colorful board shorts. His typical impeccable attire, tailored suits and polished shoes, had been traded for something far more casual, allowing his personality to shine through in this vibrant setting. He waddled slightly, his penguin-like gait exaggerated as he adjusted to the unfamiliar and carefree atmosphere, but there was something endearing about it that made your heart swell with affection.

“Stop staring,” he grumbled, feigning annoyance, though a playful smirk danced on his lips, betraying his true feelings.

“I can’t help it. You’re adorable,” you teased, playfully reaching up to straighten the sunglasses that perched on his nose, which had slipped slightly from the force of the sun’s rays.

He huffed in mock irritation, but his eyes softened with warmth as he looked down at you. “You’re lucky I like you, doll,” he replied, his voice low and teasing, making you feel all the more cherished.

“I know,” you replied confidently, leaning up to plant a gentle kiss on his cheek. The light blush that crept up his neck, betraying his usual composure, made your heart flutter with delight.

As the wave machine roared to life, producing a sound reminiscent of distant thunder, Oz’s eyes lit up with a mix of curiosity and excitement that you had rarely seen before. Without a moment’s hesitation, you seized his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze as you pulled him toward the inviting, shimmering water.

“Oz, you’re going to love this!” you exclaimed, your enthusiasm infectious.

He grumbled something about being too old for such frivolities, but the moment the first wave crashed against him, soaking his board shorts and splashing water everywhere, his expression shifted dramatically. A genuine, boyish grin spread across his face, lighting up his features, and he instinctively pulled you closer to him, keeping you steady as the waves grew stronger and more formidable.

“You’re right,” he admitted, laughter spilling from his lips as another wave hit, the cool water drenching you both. “This ain’t half bad.”

You wrapped your arms around him, the water swirling around your legs, creating a sensation of freedom and joy. “Told you so,” you replied triumphantly, feeling a sense of victory in convincing him to let loose.

Oz’s hands found their place on your waist, steadying you against the undulating push and pull of the water that surrounded you. The public nature of the setting did nothing to deter him from leaning down, his lips pressing softly against your forehead in a sweet, lingering kiss that seemed to savor the moment.

“Thanks for dragging me out here,” he murmured, his voice low, filled with sincerity and a hint of gratitude.

“Anytime,” you replied, resting your head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat calming you amidst the splashes and cheers of the park.

The day unfolded like a beautiful tapestry woven with laughter, shared glances, and lighthearted fun. Oz even surprised you by summoning the courage to go down one of the smaller water slides, though he insisted, with a mock-seriousness that was hard to resist, that he was merely “testing it out.” He bought you a delicious ice cream cone from a nearby cart, and when a group of teens recognized him, his protective arm instinctively tightened around your waist. He brushed them off with his usual gruffness, a mix of annoyance and protectiveness surfacing, leaving you both amused and touched by his demeanor.

As the sun began its descent in the sky, casting a warm glow over the water park, you found yourselves back in the wave pool, floating together in the gentle, rhythmic swells. Oz pulled you closer, his forehead resting against yours, and for a moment, the world around you faded into a soft blur of colors and sounds.

“You make life feel a little less... heavy,” he admitted, his voice low but sincere, carrying a weight of emotion that resonated deep within you.

You smiled, your fingers brushing along his jaw, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your touch. “And you make me feel safe,” you replied, your voice barely above a whisper, but it held a truth that was undeniable.

In that fleeting moment, he kissed you then, slow and deliberate, unbothered by the playful chaos that surrounded you. The world faded further away, leaving just the two of you, wrapped in each other’s arms, as if nothing else mattered but this shared moment of connection and joy. It was a kiss that spoke of new experiences, deepening feelings, and the promise of many more adventures together, each one more delightful than the last.

As the day wore on, you convinced Oz to try the lazy river. It wasn’t a hard sell—he liked the idea of floating along without much effort. The two of you grabbed a double tube, and Oz insisted on sitting in the back so he could keep an eye on you.

“This is more my speed,” he said, leaning back as the current carried you both forward. His legs stretched out on either side of the tube, and his hand rested lazily on your knee.

“You’re relaxed for once,” you teased, tilting your head back to smile at him.

“Don’t get used to it,” he shot back, but the corner of his mouth twitched up in a grin.

You reached out to trail your fingers along the water’s surface, the coolness a perfect contrast to the warm sun overhead. When the lazy river passed under a cascading waterfall, you squealed as the droplets splashed over you, and Oz chuckled, shaking his head like he hadn’t been hit too.

“Come on, Oz,” you teased, turning to face him in the tube. “Admit you’re having fun.”

He smirked, his hand slipping up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “I’d have fun anywhere, long as you’re there.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the unexpected sweetness of his gesture, an unanticipated thrill that sent a rush of warmth through you. Before you could fully comprehend what was happening, he leaned in closer, bridging the gap between you, and pressed his lips against yours in a soft, tender kiss. Time seemed to suspend itself in that instant; the lazy current of the day faded into the background, and the outside world dissolved, leaving just the two of you enveloped in a cocoon of intimacy, like a delicate bubble that shielded you from everything else.

As the sun began its slow descent, casting the surroundings in a rich, golden hue that seemed to enhance the beauty of the moment, you playfully persuaded him to take one last plunge down the water slide. It wasn’t the tallest or the fastest slide you had ever encountered, but it held its own kind of excitement, enough to make your stomach flutter with anticipation. You could hear the rush of water beneath you as you both soared down, and laughter erupted between you like a shared secret, echoing joyously against the backdrop of splashes and delighted screams from other park-goers.

Once you reached the bottom, breathless and exhilarated, you began toweling off, the warm sun drying your skin. As you glanced over, you noticed Oz stealing a quick glance at the family locker area nearby. Your attention was drawn to a little boy who was visibly upset, tears streaming down his cheeks, with his goggles hopelessly tangled around his neck. Without waiting for a second thought, Oz crouched down to the child’s level, exuding a surprising gentleness that warmed your heart even more. His typically rugged demeanor softened as he carefully worked to untangle the strap, his movements tender and reassuring.

“Are you good, kid?” he asked, his usually gruff voice adopting a softer tone that made you smile. The little boy nodded, sniffling as he looked up at Oz with wide, awe-filled eyes, as if he were gazing at a superhero come to save the day. It was a sight that struck you—seeing Oz's nurturing side revealed in such an unexpected way.

When Oz finally returned to you, the familiar air of confidence surrounded him once more, but you couldn’t help but notice the lingering warmth in his expression, a hint of pride perhaps, or maybe just the afterglow of kindness.

“You’re such a softie,” you teased playfully, bumping your shoulder against his, relishing the closeness.

“Don’t spread that around,” he muttered, a mock-seriousness in his tone, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile. His hand found yours effortlessly as you began walking toward the park exit, fingers intertwining comfortably, solidifying the connection that had blossomed between you. The day had been filled with laughter and unexpected moments, but this—this simple act of holding hands—felt like the sweetest cherry on top of a perfect day.

By the time you got home, the two of you were exhausted but happy. As you collapsed onto the couch together, Oz wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close.

“Today wasn’t so bad,” he admitted, his voice low.

You laughed, snuggling against him. “Told you you’d have fun.”

He didn’t respond, just pressed a kiss to your temple, letting the silence speak for itself.

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andy-wm · 6 months ago

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Hello💜

I absolutely loved your SGMB analysis, & your pointers—they were brilliantly explained. I was especially impressed with how you broke down all of Jimin’s love interests in the “pantomime” being male…wow, how true! 🤯👨🏼‍🤝‍👨🏻🤩

A Twitter army @ renkinger_ talked about the overall aesthetics of the track video may be linked to the Wizard of Oz because Smeraldo flower originated in “La Città di smeraldo (Emerald City)” according to BH circa summer 2017. https://twitter.com/renkiger_/status/1806690417095942626?s=46&t=H01H2IYxpN8-BH-REKQ-hA Does the Wizard of Oz have any 🌈 lgbtq connotations I wonder…🤔

I also wanted to share two little things I’m speculating about SGMB:

• The song opens with marching band drums 🥁🥁 with “boop beep” like articulations—Do you think the “boop beep” may have been inspired by the Jimin meme where he is going “boop beep”? (I hope I’m explaining this sufficiently enough; there were two occasions JM did this 1️⃣ He made 🫶 and throws a kiss with 🤲 both hands at camera he had light hair, not exactly blonde. 2️⃣ In a Run BTS Hangul Day special episode whilst mocking/bickering at Yoongi, sounding vowels.)

• At the chorus 🎶mmm…I love you babe🎵 he goes 🎙️🐤 “Yesss I dooo~” in tiny. Do you think that could be another Jimin meme reference of that famous “Yes Aeey Dooo~👀” while seated with a guitar in green room during his FACE promo schedule?

Bangtan knows what we talk about them very well (“let’s talk about us”) on social media and beyond. Is it any wonder he might have incorporated some memes we adore?!

🌻🌻🌻🪻🥁🫧🐤🫧🥁🪻🌻🌻🌻

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️Oh hell yes!🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

The Wizard of Oz absolutely has links to queerness. The film has cult status among LGBT Folks.

The first thing that comes to mind is Friends of Dorothy, a euphemism for being gay.

The next thing is the fact that her friends - scarecrow, tin man, and cowardly lion - are all social outcasts.

You can read more on Wikipedia its very comprehensive

As for the memes (good spotting!) i think its highly likely he's seen them all. Considering what a playful MV this is and how many other references hes packed in (Serendipity bubble, butterfly, 👉 👈 etc) i dont see why it wouldn't be ... more tongue in cheekiness from our favourite Mochi 😁

(Apologies for the short answer, I am super tired!)

#park jimin #bts jimin #smeraldo #smeraldo garden marching band #wizard of oz #friends of Dorothy

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