#so for all you know your hair stylist/etc would like to hear a little about your weird video game or pet intellectual interest

[sule-skerry]

I've never been sure how to make conversation at, like, the hair salon or any other place where a person is working on you but through years of observation I realized that most people at the hair salon just talk about literally whatever is on their mind, so that's what I do. Once I walked into the hair salon and told my lady and anyone who was willing to listen about the weird sci-fi novel I just finished. Today I told my physical therapist about Antarctic history while she manipulated my ankle.

[bloodykora]

Thonking hard about Buggy and long haired Buggy especially. Like I don’t mind the stylistic choice in the LA but maaaaan, maaaaaaaan. There’s the obvious stuff like playing with his long hair and braiding it but my mind keeps going back to Head!Buggy and you and it’s just a bit of time to kill before you get anywhere and you were honestly just supposed to watch him so he doesn’t get snatched up by a seagull and something and you both agree this doesn’t mean ANYTHING (he’s gonna develop a soft spot for you and ONLY you out of all the straw hats immediatly), but it’s so damn boring out here and you have some hairties you found somewhere and just… You using Buggy’s head like a hairstyling toy and just braiding it for him or putting it into little buns, clipping it out of his face so it doesn’t get into his eyes etc.

Sanji passes you once and is about to say something but Buggy just gives him a glare that’s all „Got something funny to say punk?“ and he just shakes his head and moves on.

(You forget one tie in there before he reuinites with his body. A simple little thing with two skull beads. He initially keeps it because he actually feels it suites his style but he developes a fondness for this little thing in particular that he doesn’t allow himself to think about for to long)

This is so much longer then I thought it would be so I'm putting it under read more but like yes.

- No cause I absolutely agree, love his long gorgeous hair. I like to think his hair isn’t thin either, its a good mix of thickness but not to the point of curly. He’s got the nice ‘wave’ going. Did you know that in his hat, there are small braids in the hair coming out of it in the LA.

- It didn’t take long for Buggy to start complaining about the heat and it didn’t take you long to get fed up with his complaints

- You kept looking at how his blue hair kept draping over the side of the barrel he was on, and how his bandana has not moved a inch since he was taken out of the bag on the ship

- "Let me do your hair." "No." "Let’s continue then to sit in almost complete silence, would you like to play cards? Oh, wait. You have no hands. What about I Spy? I spy something blue."

- Just making fun of the his situation until he caves in to let you, he says to stop your whining but in reality he could really use the scalp massage

- Putting a crate behind the barrel or something so you can sit and do it. It’s softer than you had thought it would be, and you could see small braids near his bottom layers.

- "Did you do these?" "Huh? I can’t really see the back of my head, you gotta be more descriptive." Holding one of them out for him to see. "Oh yeah, adds a nice touch to the hat when I’m performing!"

- The shed though, his hair would shed so much. You’d be pulling blue hair strands out of your clothes for the rest of time. And they’d get everywhere on the ship too.

- You could hear him sigh in relief when you first start brushing through it, and you felt relieved knowing those knots have been eradicated.

- First thing you do is just a little bun so his neck could get some fresh air for once and then it evolves into the craziness.

- Buns, pigtails, high and low ponys, 1 braid, 2 braids, fishtails, french, dutch, braiding 2 pieces and then wrapping it around his forehead like a crown. Favourite would be doing 2 french braids at the top of his head til it's the bottom and then putting the hair tie there so it becomes a fancy low pigtail.

- "I can't believe how pretty you are with your hair, not very fair to the rest of us good sir." You joke out, meaning it though. "I've always been pretty!" You snort at his reply not knowing how warm his face had started feeling.

- Every pirate has a niche collection, yours? Your hair pin collection. To die for. You have been collecting hair clips and such for this exact occasion. Butterflies, wooden, yellow, purple, bobby pins, bows, ribbons, flowers. The whole works.

- Buggy even thinks about asking you to join his crew just for your hair decoration skills.

- One time you even trim his dead ends for him, and some of his front pieces to frame his face more.

- He got so used to it that if you didn’t approach him with a brush in hand first thing in the morning that he would start asking for you saying how he needed his royal brushing. (He’s totally not worried at all sometimes when you take too long, ha that would be. Ahem.)

- Sometimes he’d even doze off, but would swear he was just resting his eyes.

- A few times someone would stop to glance at you two but never intervene, except Luffy. He was always in awe. Sanji had voiced his concerns for you but never says anything in front of Buggy, you could never see but the two men were death staring each other every time they passed.

- Word spreads through the crew and even though none of them had long enough hair to do or in Usopp’s case, has been doing it himself this whole time. They do come to ask for little clips here and there, Luffy wanting one for the string on his hat so he has something to fidget with, (Nami wanting some to wear with her different outfits later on), Usopp wondering where you got heart ones so he could get one for Kaya, even Zoro wondering if you had one he could wear for Kuina’s memory on special occasions.

-You knew you were nearing Coco village, you had overheard Buggy talking to Usopp about it. How they should be there within the day. You settle for a low bun that curls up right beneath his cap.

- "No beads today?" "Well there is some on the tie but you can’t see it, I was thinking that it would be a more relaxed day. I got some stuff to do around the ship."

- Everyone is so caught up in Nami that by the time things have cooled down you realize he’s gone, no more blue hair to twirl around your fingers.

- The clown realizes too, fiddling with the tie in his hands. Burying the longing deep down, hoping he never sees you again but praying he might get a glance of you once more. He takes it out if he knows he’s about to raid somewhere to avoid breaking it.

- Tears apart his quarters if he misplaces it, someone has almost lost a hand because it fell off a table. 

[moon-alight]

Hello ♡ I request a fanfic for Seventeen's Jeonghan! I mostly want an idol au fluffy fic. You can decide everything else like the main plot, etc.

Hi! Seventeen is my ult-group and I love Jeonghan so this was so much fun. I hope you like it!

Terrible secret keeper - Seventeen Jeonghan

Synopsis: You are a stylist of Enhypen, ever since the boyband debuted you had dressed them. You became rather close with a man from a different group, and now that you're needed as stylist for Seventeen, you're relationship comes to light.

Warnings: fluff, a tiny bit of angst, (not so secret) secret relationship, idol au., stylist-reader, annoying jeonghan

Word Count: 1401

Masterlist

You were a bit unsure when you got the news of the switch that was made suddenly. You had been Enhypen's stylist ever since the boys debuted and now suddenly you're supposed to switch to a whole different group with different concepts and different members.

"How is that even possible? I thought we had an agreement." You say, looking at your boss.

"Ayla quit the other day which means Seventeen is one stylist short, you won't stay forever. Just for this comeback." You know by hearing that tone that you can't deny. Soyeon had been a chill boss but she would not let you get away with disobeying.

"Fine, I'll pack my bag and go downstairs." You quickly grab all your stuff and take the elevator to the fifth floor where Seventeen usually gets ready. You enter the make-up room and greet the other stylists and make-up artists.

"You must be y/n." You hum and shake the woman's hand. "I'm Eunu, nice to meet you." She guides you around real quick and explains the new concept to you. You decide to mix together outfits for the hyung-line while Eunu does the same for the Maknae-line.

You unconciously smile when you're forming together the clothes your boyfriend will wear. It was definitely one of the reasons you didn't want to switch to Seventeen. Jeonghan had been your boyfriend for four months but actually, you weren't allowed.

Now you're scared you'll make it too obvious or something. If anyone finds out, you'd probably be fired and you can't lose this job, not when you have so much fun. After a couple of hours, you have made the perfect combinations together with Eunu, now you just need to wait for the members to show up.

"They are all sweethearts." Eunu tells you while you wait, she must've seen how nervous you are. "Every single one of them is just amazing to work with, you won't regret your time here." You hum, continuing to fiddle with your sleeves. You hadn't really met the rest of Seventeen, you weren't even supposed to meet Jeonghan.

*4 months ago*

You are walking through the hallway on the fifth floor, looking for the jacket your co-worker had left behind. It is a very important item for Sunghoon on his next stage with Enhypen. You can't lose it.

"Looking for this?" You stop and turn right to face a man with black messy hair and a white jacket in his hands.

"Yes, thank you." When you're going to grab it, he holds it up where you can't reach.

"Not so fast." The playful tone and the stupid smirk on his face tells you exactly who you're talking to. Yoon Jeonghan. Your co-workers have often complained about him and his childish antics, you can't believe he is the one to find the damn jacket. "You don't look like someone I know so I believe you work for a different group, correct?"

"Yes." You reply, deciding to go along with his little game. It might get you the jacket sooner than when you fight against it.

"And since you were looking for a jacket, I believe you are a stylist."

"Correct again." You sigh, hoping you can get away soon. You're not supposed to talk to other idols, it was a basic rule. You only got to talk to Enhypen. Jeonghan however, doesn't seem bothered and investigates the jacket before smirking.

"Enhypen's stylist."

"How did you--?" He shows you the tag labelled as 'Sunghoon' inside and grins from ear to ear.

"I'm a detective, of course. I played enough mafia to know what I'm talking about."

"Yes, but unfortunately my life isn't a game. I need that jacket and I need it now." You reply, getting annoyed.

"Then you should've been more careful where you'd left it."

"I didn't. My co-worker did." Jeonghan raises an eyebrow as he stares at you, obviously not believing you one bit. "Listen." You breathe out, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Enhypen need to perform in 10 minutes, if I don't have that jacket by then, I'll be fired. You want to be the cause of that?" Jeonghan seems to think before clicking his tongue.

"Alright, you seem hopeless enough. I'll give you the jacket if you meet me at the small Chinese restaurant on the corner tonight at seven." You're a bit taken aback by his suggestion.

"What?"

"You heard me. I want something in return for giving you your jacket back and a date with a pretty girl sounds like the perfect thing." Did he just call you pretty? You smile softly, nodding.

"Fine, I'll be there." You agree. Jeonghan hands you back the jacket, you thank him and walk away. Oh, you're in so much trouble.

*Present day*

Let's just say, the date went well. It was followed by a couple others and well... a relationship with the cute devil. The door of the room opens and a bunch of guys walk inside. Eunu smiles at them as she greets all of them.

"By the way, we have a temporary new stylist, guys meet y/n, y/n meet Seventeen." Eunu says excitedly. A man with dark hair and a strong frame shakes your hand. He must be Scoups, the leader.

"Nice to meet you." He says, kindly.

"Nice to meet you too."

"Everyone, take your outfits and put them on quickly." Their manager says, loudly. Your eyes meet Jeonghan's dark ones, a small smirk plastered on his face as he stares at you. You look away first, giving the hyung-line their outfits before taking Jeonghan's one and walking over to him.

"I hope you like it, I'm not familiar with your group yet." You lie, knowing damn well Jeonghan tells you about everything when you're both cuddled up on the couch at home. He takes the outfit, his hand brushing yours. You feel the electric sparks travel through your body and hope no one else sees the obvious tension between you two.

"Thank you, uh..." He looks down at your name-tag on your shirt. "y/n." He says, walking towards the changing rooms. You breathe out, jumping a little when Eunu places a hand on your shoulder.

"Well, I was wrong. They are all sweethearts except for Jeonghan, he's the devil himself. Don't bother with him." You smile softly, knowing damn well you know him better than she does.

When the boys leave the changing rooms, you two make some adjustments to some outfits so they don't bother them while performing. You watch them practice a little before Jeonghan walks up to you.

"Can you adjust the jacket a little so the collar doesn't bother my neck while I dance?" You look up at him and then at the collar but frown.

"It's not in your way--"

"Pretend, baby, pretend." He whispers, leaning close to your ear. He pulls back and winks at you.

"Of course, don't worry." You see the tag in the jacket and decide to adjust that one since it could start bothering him in the long run. Just when you want to start sewing it, he moves. You groan and try to continue but Jeonghan sees this as a game and continues to move every so often, ruining your work.

"Please stop moving."

"I'm not doing anything." He replies while he moves away from you again.

"Jeonghan, come on." You try to continue but he moves his shoulders again, ruining the last bit of patience you still had. "Yoon Jeonghan! Stand still or be annoyed for the entirety of the performance!" You shout while glaring at him. Jeonghan looks down at you with a shiteating grin on his face.

"Oh, but this is way to much fun. You're cute when you're annoyed."

"That's it. You're sleeping on the couch tonight." You reply, throwing the needle and threat on your desk.

"Seriously?" Jeonghan asks. "You know you can't miss my cuddles."

"I'll resist just to teach you a lesson." It's only when you turn around that you see everyone stare at the two of you.

"You two know each other?" Dokyeom asks, pointing between you and Jeonghan.

"Better question, you two are dating?" Seungcheol asks.

"You're a terrible secret keeper." Jeonghan comments to you.

"Me? You're an annoying devil."

"You're the one who's dating the annoying devil." He replies.

"Oh how I miss Enhypen." You mumble to yourself.

[illicitlimerence-writes]

prada | m. schumacher

pairing: mick schumacher x stylist!reader word count: 3.7k words. request: yes/no by an anon: "hi! i really love your work, can i ask for a mick fluff with prompt 12 from the prompt list?" & by @kati-1997 (tumblr won't let me tag you:c) "i would love a mick schumacher imagine, where the reader is responsible for his outfits in interviews etc. and he likes her, maybe with smut"prompt: secret admirer/admitting a crush from this prompt list. & fluff #12 "could you say that again?" "were you not listening?" "no, i was, i just like hearing you voice." from this prompt list warnings: language, pining, touching?? i guess it gets pretty steamy and suggestive (no smut) but i really don't know, i had half of this finished, so i only wrote the last bit in like an hour so i don't even know what day i'm living in. a/n: happy valentine's day! we've reached the end! i honestly don't know why i struggled so much writing this prompt, like i'd already written stuff like it before, but... whatever. i don't like how this turned out either. also! this was inspired by tom holland's prada shoot. you can check the tag illicitvalentine's for the rest of the fics.

my masterlist / valentine's day masterlist

(i am looking respectfully, i swear)

"there's my favorite stylist," a cheery voice brought the girl out of her thoughts. she turned her head, smiling.

"there's my favorite client," she raised an eyebrow as mick leaned in and kissed her cheek. "you look sleepy," she tapped his chest.

"yeah, i just got back from hair and make-up, you know how i get when people play with my hair, i almost fell asleep," he smiled, sitting on a chair.

"i didn't know, but thanks for the info," she giggled, turning back to the clothes she was preparing for him. "are you nervous?" she asked, looking at him through the mirror.

"a little," he raised his arms, stretching as he yawned. "i feel better knowing you're here with me," he smiled, and she moved her head, hiding her warm face between all the delicate materials and fabrics.

“well i’m happy i can be of some assistance,” she said.

“are you kidding?” mick got up from his chair, “i wouldn’t have agreed to this if you weren’t involved in this project.” he walked to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, which made the hairs on her neck stand up.

mick was about to do his first modeling photoshoot. the girl had been with him as his stylist since he started in formula one, having known each other for a long time. she had experience working with other celebrities, but never with such a high-fashion brand.

“i’m just doing my job, i- i’m sure there’s a lot of other people who could do what i can, or maybe do it better,” she shook her head, fingers fumbling with the many hangers that held shirts, tuxedos, and other items of clothing.

“and yet, i picked you. because you are the most talented person i know, and you make feel comfortable no matter how many cameras are on me.” he said, and he placed a hand on top of hers, his fingers curling around them. with his other hand, he turned her body toward him, then he grabbed her face in his hands. “you make me feel at ease,” he whispered, and she could have sworn that he was leaning forward, could have sworn that his eyes flickered between her wide eyes and parted lips.

“miss (y/l/n)? we need you for a minute,” someone knocked on the door, forcing them apart. she cleared her throat, ignoring her racing heartbeat as she walked away from him.

“i have news,” she said once she returned, finding him sitting on a chair as he read the book she’d brought with her.

“what’s up?” he asked, standing up. he closed the book and left it on the chair he was sitting on.

“okay, so there has been a slight change of plans. first, they want to film this as well as take pictures, and they also want to film and capture you getting dressed, take pictures with the items on, and undress. apparently it has something to do with the valentine’s day issue or something,” she said, forcing herself to focus on him, instead of the images she was picturing in her head.

“could you say that again?” he said after a few seconds.

“were you not listening?” she furrowed her eyebrows, heart beating frantically at the thought of having to explain all of that again.

“no, i was. i just like hearing your voice,” he smiled, making her breath get stuck in her throat.

“mick, please, not right now,” she muttered, covering her face with her hands. she heard his laugh, and felt his arms around her.

“hey, what’s going on?” he asked softly. “i should be the nervous one. i’m the one who’s about to strip for like fifteen people right now,” he laughed.

“you don’t have to, i could talk to them, or-”

“it’s fine. i don’t mind. as long as you’re there, though,” he said.

“w-what?” she stuttered, removing her hands and looking at him, frowning.

“like i said, you make me feel at ease. this is a first for me, and i want to do this right, so, i need you there. plus, you’ve already seen me in underwear,” he shrugged his shoulder.

“i haven’t.” she frowned.

“a bathing suit is nearly the same as underwear,” he smiled. and she remembered the many times they’d gone to the beach, to a hotel pool whenever the weather was nice in whatever country they’d found themselves in for his races.

“oh, right.” she mumbled. “are you sure you won’t be uncomfortable if i’m there?” she asked, she wanted to be sure.

in truth, she wanted him to say he didn’t want her there. her brain was looking around for an excuse, an escape, anything to avoid seeing him without the appropriate layers of clothing. anything to stop the growing heat inside her stomach.

“i want you there, please.” his hands slid down her back, to her waist. “but if you don’t want to, it's okay. i just know i’ll perform better if you’re there, watching me,” he smirked, his voice almost purring as he said the words, giving them a double meaning.

she found herself speechless, staring at his cocky smile and bright blue eyes. she didn’t trust her voice, so she just nodded.

-

she dragged the rack with the expensive clothes behind her. it was a sunny day, there was a very light breeze and she felt bad for mick, who had to wear about ten different outfits, all made with different materials, some not that appropriate for that warm day.

the director of the shoot instructed her where she could set up. away from the cameras, in the shade, so the clothes wouldn’t get damaged. whatever that meant.

“okay, mick! where’s mick?” the director asked, looking around. mick, who was talking to the girl, left his spot next to her, his fingers grazing against her arm as he walked away. she saw him walk away, he was already shirtless, so she could see the golden skin of his back, the muscles and tendons tensing beneath the flesh. she thought about his back, with angry red scratches running along it. scratches caused by nails, her nails.

she blinked twice, turning back to the clothes. she wondered how many times she could graze her fingers against the fabric before anyone would tell her to stop.

“(y/n)?” she jumped, blinking out of her fantasy. “you okay?” mick asked, watching small drops of sweat gathering around her hairline.

“yup, just… you know, the heat,” she wasn’t lying. the heat was affecting her. the warmth she felt inside was visibly represented by the light layer of sweat on her skin. “is everything ready?”

“uh, yeah. they need the first outfit,” he said.

“oh, okay. which one do you want first?” she asked, letting him look through the outfits they’d pre-picked together a few weeks ago.

her hand was curled around one of the hangers, and, of course, he placed his hand on top of hers. oblivious to the way even his gaze on her was affecting her.

“this one,” he said, looking at her from the other side of the rack, the clothes and hangers standing between them like a barrier.

“everything okay over here?” the director walked to them, noticing the way the girl slipped her hand away from his. “nice choice. okay, come with me.” she instructed him, pushing her glasses up her nose.

“be right back,” mick promised the girl, following the director.

minutes passed, and the girl was trying her hardest not to let out any of the sounds that she desperately wanted to. she didn’t know why he was affecting her this much. but she watched through the screens as the director instructed mick on how to get dressed. because apparently, he’d been doing it wrong his whole life.

“do it slowly, feel the materials, think about the feeling of the fabric against your skin.” she instructed, and mick nodded, eyes flicking back to the girl currently hiding behind expensive clothes.

mick was standing a few steps away from a pool, his hair a little wet from the water that the hairstylist had just sprayed, and he slid a pair of black trousers up his legs. slowly, the fabric covered his bottom half, the cameras now focused on his hands as he zipped and buttoned them up. the director nodded, looking at the screen.

“belt,” she said, “give him the belt,” she instructed, and the rest of the crew turned to the girl, she blinked twice, fumbling around as she looked for the right belt. she cleared her throat, swallowing her own saliva as she walked to him.

she extended her arm, handing him the black leather belt. he took it, fingers wrapping around hers as he took it. her breath hitched, his digits were cold against her own.

she returned to her previous spot, behind the cameras and screens, seeing what they were shooting. the director guided mick with her words. he pulled the belt through the loops, the camera following his movements, focused on his hands.

it was torture. she didn’t know what was coming over her. she felt tingles running down her back every time mick turned to look at her, making sure she was still there. he’d give her a small smile, a short wink that the director thought was for the shoot, but the girl knew was only meant for her.

“i wouldn’t want to be you at this moment,” she laughed as she handed mick a knitted sweater. it was red, thick, heavy, and warm. and with the blazing sun burning down on them, she felt like dying just by looking at the sweater.

“luckily it’s the last one,” he smiled, right before taking off the v-neck t-shirt he was wearing. just like that. right in front of her. she gulped, eyes flicking back to the clothes. “you okay? i swear, if you like the clothes so much, i could let you borrow them, you know?” he smirked.

“y-yeah,” she muttered, eyes flicking back to him for a second.

“hey, are you sure everything’s alright?” he asked, walking closer to her, still without a shirt. a light layer of sweat on his torso.

“mhm,” she hummed.

“you sure?” he took a step closer.

“yeah, i’m sure,” she squeaked as he lifted a hand and brushed back a loose strand of her hair. “just… you know… the heat, the sun,” she pointed up to the sky.

“ugh, don’t tell me.” he grunted, “if i could i’d stay like this all day,” her eyes followed his hands, as he touched his stomach lightly. he noticed.

he’d noticed all day. the way her eyes lingered on his hands, his fingers, following every movement he made. it made his heart skip a beat, his hands sweaty, not from the heat of the sun, but from excitement, expectation, and longing. for her. it was all for her. all because of her.

someone called his name, breaking the tense atmosphere between them. she scurried away, hiding behind the cameras and equipment. mick walked to his spot, the sunlight hitting him directly, perfectly, making his blue eyes shine brighter than before. she tried to take deep breaths. she shouldn’t be thinking this, shouldn’t be imagining his hands trailing the length of her arm, his skin pressing against hers.

it wasn’t right.

“(y/n), we’ll need your help for this one, sweetie,” the director called her name, and the girl wondered how she even knew it. her head perked up, taking careful steps toward the director. “so, for this section we need you to hand him the sweater, the cameras will be focused on your hands. i need slow touches, lingering a second too long. is that okay?” she asked, and the girl looked to her side, where mick was now standing beside her. he smiled at her, pressing his arm against hers. “if you’re uncomfortable, it’s totally fine, i’ll have to think of something else, but-”

“n-no, i- i’ll do it,” she said, clearing her throat, nodding lightly. “if you’re okay with it, of course,” she asked mick.

“sure,” he smiled, nodding.

“perfect. we’re going to need you to change, though. there are some outfits over there, pick whatever you feel comfortable in.”

there she was. the cameras were rolling, mick was looking right at her, extending his arm for her, offering his hand. that was her cue to step toward him, with the heavy sweater in her hands. she handed it to him, and just like before, his fingers rested on top of hers, he traced them from her wrist to the tip of her nails. his digits curled around the fabric of the sweater, bringing it toward him. she took a step back, looking at the director, who shook her head.

“stay there. mick, keep going.” it was a good thing that their faces weren’t in the shot.

mick pushed his head through the neckline of the sweater.

“wait, (y/n), walk toward him,” she did. “put your left hand on his chest,” she instructed. the girl’s breath hitched, looking at mick, who told her it was okay, a whisper meant only for her. mick kept going, with her hand on his skin, he pushed his arms until they were engulfed by the heavy fabric.

the fabric that was supposed to cover his midriff was bunched up, being held up by her hand.

“slowly, (y/n), very slowly move your hand down, let the material fall.”

she did. the pads of her fingers were buzzing as she slid them over his bare skin. her eyes were stuck on his. captured by his intense stare. she felt the muscles twitching as she touched him. he tightened his jaw as her nails left a light mark on his perfect skin.

“move your hand to his waist,” the camera captured the way the fabric bulged as she moved her hand. “take a step back,” she did as ordered, her hand and fingers following the natural movement of her arm. “take your hand out, walk away, slowly.” the director instructed. her hand was almost sweating as she pulled it out from under the heavy sweater. “keep your arm extended,” she took another step back. “mick, grab her hand.”

mick moved forward, he repeated the movement he did when he handed her the sweater, but he started with her fingers this time. the pads of his fingers against hers, slowly making their way up until he wrapped them around her wrist. holding her there for a second.

“pull her close,” mick obeyed, pulling (y/n) to him, chests colliding. “run a finger down her arm, start from her shoulder,” mick lifted a hand, noticing the goosebumps on her skin as he trailed a finger down. he noticed the way her breasts were pressed against his chest, how she was struggling to keep her breathing even. “(y/n), with your free hand, play with the neckline.” she ran a hand up his arm, past his shoulder. with her fingers extended, she traced the neckline, following the slight ‘v’ it created. she tried to keep her finger on top of the knitted yarn, but her fingers were shaking, plus, the up and down movements from his chest were not helping. so, occasionally, she’d graze the sensitive skin of his neck, and he, too, would struggle to breathe.

“good, (y/n), i need you to step back now.” she slowly removed her hands from him, walking away. once the director yelled ‘cut’, the girl felt like she could finally breathe again.

she wasn’t needed anymore, so she grabbed the rack of fancy clothes, alongside her own and walked back inside. she changed into her comfortable t-shirt and jeans, looking at herself in the mirror. she looked just as she felt inside, the sweat represented the heat, warmth, need, that spread throughout her body. her shaky hands were the visible giveaway that she was feeling flustered.

she heard movement outside, meaning that they were done, and she hurried to grab all of her stuff, wanting to get out of there as soon as humanly possible.

“hey, you ran off, are you okay?” mick asked, walking in. she flinched when his cold hand met her warm skin. “hey,” he frowned, she’d never reacted that way around him, and it concerned him. had he done something wrong?

“yeah, i- i’m fine,” she gave him a tight-lipped smile. she turned around once she heard the unmistakable sound of him undressing, getting back to his casual clothes. “um, mick-”

“shit, sorry. i’m sorry, it’s just… i guess i got used to people staring at me while i get undressed, so…”

“so now you’re an exhibitionist?” the words left her mouth before she could think twice.

“apparently,” he laughed. “i’m done,” he announced, and she turned around with her bags in hand. “you’re leaving now?” he asked.

“well… we’re done, so,” she shrugged, ignoring the way her heart was pounding inside her chest.

“oh, yeah. i was going to ask if you wanted to go eat something or-”

“i have to go, now, i… yeah, i-” she stumbled on her words.

“oh, okay. i’ll see you when the issue comes out?”

“sure! i have to go now, bye!” she rushed the words out, bolting out of there before he could notice her sweaty skin, uneven breathing, and frantic heartbeat.

-

it’s february, and the brand has started uploading pictures and clips of the photoshoot. the first one being of mick putting on the thick sweater, her hand was visible, trailing down his torso, pulling the material down as her hand moved.

the internet went crazy with the pictures and videos. some even had clips of mick speaking, reciting the new slogan for the campaign.

she groans as she locks her phone, throwing it to the other side of her couch. she hasn’t spoken with mick since then, and the fact that the rest of the world is now getting to see what had once been for her eyes only, frustrates her.

she hears the doorbell ringing, and she rubs her eyes as she stands to open the door.

“did you see it?” she looks up, finding mick on the other side.

“mick,” she whispers, eyes wide as he stares at her. “wh-what are you doing here?”

“it’s valentine’s day! remember? they started posting the pictures and videos from the photoshoot! our shoot!” he says, excited.

“oh, yeah, i saw,”

“they sent me the rest,” he confesses, taking his phone out as he closes the door behind himself.

“they did?” she swallows, she’d already been pretty affected by seeing just a few clips and pictures, she’d have to try her best to keep her composure.

“wanna see them?” mick asks, but he doesn’t wait for her answer, he walks to her living room, sits on her sofa and opens her laptop. he types in her password, opens a new tab, and logs in to his e-mail account. “come on,” he smiles, tapping the spot next to him. slowly, she makes her way to him, sitting much closer to him than she had intended to.

she’s about to try and move away, but he places a hand on her knee, freezing her in place.

“look,” he says, turning the computer to the side, allowing her to look at the pictures as he taps on the keyboard.

“woah, mick! these are amazing! you look great,” she smiles, “wait, go back,” she instructs, and mick taps the key twice, “you look perfect,” she turns from the screen to his eyes. and her smile grows as she sees the light red tinge on his cheek.

“thanks,” he throws an arm around her shoulders, and she allows herself to relax. “you did pretty good as well,” he clicks until he finds the videos, and the very first one is where her hand is hidden beneath the sweater.

“oh i- no, i-” she stutters, but mick smiles.

“i liked it,” he admits, catching her off guard.

“what?”

“i liked it. i liked you, touching me,” he says, closing the laptop and placing it on the coffee table in front of them.

she remains quiet, blinking rapidly. she can still feel the heat from when his hand was on her knee. she wonders how long it will take for the tingling feeling on her shoulders to disappear.

“(y/n)... look at me,” mick instructs, but she keeps her eyes on a random spot behind him. she gasps as she feels his hands on her face, directing it towards him. “hey,” he whispers.

“h-hi,” she breathes, making him smile.

“i’m about to do something… that will change our friendship forever. if you don’t want to speak to me afterward, i understand,” he explains, waiting for her to reply, she’s too busy staring at his blown blue eyes to focus on anything else. she sees his face getting closer, doesn’t realize what’s happening until his lips are against hers.

she sighs, the air leaving her lungs as she closes her lips around his. his hands are holding her face delicately. she closes her eyes as one trails down her arm before settling on her waist.

“do you want to stop?” he asks, wanting to hear that she feels the same for him.

“never,” she breathes, throwing one leg over his, straddling his lap. “i’ve liked you forever, i don’t want to stop,” she confesses, one of her hands is on the back of his head, fingers tangling with his hair.

“i think i’ve liked you since the first moment i met you,” he bites his lip, his hands wandering all over her back.

“why didn’t you say anything?” she whispers on his lips.

“why didn’t you?” he retorts, capturing her lips again.

“i asked you first,” she laughs, sighing as she feels him leave a light trail of kisses on her cheek.

“i guess i was waiting for the right moment,” he says, making her smile. “thank god you got me that prada shoot,” he laughs.

“it was either prada, or nada,”

“hmm… i got prada, and i got the girl,” he bumps his nose against hers.

“lucky you,”

[itsallyscorner]

I don’t know if it’s too much to ask, but when you’re done with all your requests, can you please do a part 2 of getting to know you?❤️

Hello darling!💕 Thank you for the request and I’m so sorry it took me so long; I was waiting for Cherry to come out to write this and I also have time to finally write. I hope you like it!💕 *CHERRY SPOLIERS*

A/n: Hello my loves! I just wanted to say that these kind of fics are the closest I will get to writing for Cherry. I will not be writing about the characters in the story, I will only be writing about the filming process, working with Tom, etc. Now that I mentioned that, I wanted to let you all know that this is going to be a bit more of a happier fic! I see a lot of people writing about the hard parts of filming Cherry so I thought why not have a little fun one? I’m sure they had some laughs on set, I briefly remember Ciara and Tom mentioning it. But yeah that’s all, enjoy the fic! Ally xx

💌.

I’m Really Happy You’re Here

(GIF @thollandgifs )

Tom watched you from a distance. From where he was, he could hear the sound of your bubbly laugh and see that bright smile on your face. Your smile was contagious. The way your eyes crinkled at the ends and how your smile squished into your cheeks was something he’s grown fond of over the past eight weeks. Though the difference from the previous weeks was that your cheeks were fuller and the bleak expressions of Emily did not shadow your face anymore.

The last eight weeks of filming have been rough. Both on you and him, along with the rest of the cast and crew. Having to begin filming with the ‘Dope Life’ section of the movie was not a pleasant way of starting a months long project. He felt drained after every shoot, spending his time on set crying, kicking, and screaming. Not to mention he was also starving himself to enhance the ‘druggy’ look on his features. After those eight weeks they had to transition into the part of Cherry’s life where he’s falling in love with Emily. The transition from being an addict to becoming a lovesick college student was a tricky one for Tom. The sudden switch in the film’s dynamic, made Tom doubt himself. From the intense scenes and screaming to being all loving and sweet, he was self-conscious that he was not doing enough. Though you were quick to debunk his doubts. You kept your promise of being there for him and gave him the freedom to be vulnerable. You didn’t judge him, you listened to him ramble and understood the struggles he was facing. Because of this, you helped him through the transition of druggy to lovesick college student. 

It wasn’t hard to act like he was falling in love you. You have been so supportive and patient with him during the previous weeks that he’s grown to adore you. On and off set you made sure he knew you were not only his co-worker but his friend. When he had a rough day, you were there to pick him up. Or that one time when he had a bit of a panic attack and you were instantly by his side to guide him out of it. There were many reasons as to why you are so dear to him, he could have gone on for days listing them. But overall, it was your lovable nature that lured him in since the very beginning he’s met you.

He felt like Cherry in that one scene you guys shot in the classroom. The one where he’s gazing at Emily and admiring her features. Except you didn’t stare back at him, instead you were having a very animated conversation with your makeup artist and one of the stylists. You were dressed in Emily’s clothes, white stockings, a jean skirt, and that cherry pink jacket with flowers embroidered onto it. He thought you looked so adorable and carefree kicking around leaves with your brown ankle boots and playfully swinging your arms around. Tom felt his lips unconsciously twitch upwards at the sight of you.

Harry, who had been eyeing his older brother, nudged him roughly. Tom whips around to look at him, sending him a glare for rudely interrupting his train of thought.

“What?” Tom hissed.

Harry smirked, motioning to you, “(Y/n) looks really pretty today.” Tom distinctly squints an eye at Harry before looking over his shoulder. The glare for his brother softening once you come into view.

“I mean, doesn’t she always? She’s a beautiful woman.”

“And you’re absolutely whipped.” Harry remarked with a smug grin on his face.

“So I can’t call someone beautiful without being absolutely whipped for them now?” Tom retorted crossing his arms. Harry raised his hands up defensively, “You can mate, chill. I’m just saying that because you’re literally staring at her with a stupid love haze in your eyes.”

“No I’m not.” Tom scoffed, hoping to get his brother off his case. Harry stared at him blankly and rolled his eyes, “Whatever, they want you on your mark.”

The filming location was a secluded park located somewhere in Cleveland. The park was set up to appear as a cemetery, gray gravestones were placed on the ground and gothic statues scattered the place. The scene was supposed to be a meaningful one for Cherry and Emily. Emily was going to be telling Cherry about her abusive father and he was going to tell her he loved her.

Tom sat on the grass and leaned against the stone statue where his mark was located. He looked around his surroundings in curiosity. A few feet away from him was the crew, the Russos, and a tent that sheltered the monitors. He breathed in, wallowing in the crisp air of Cleveland’s autumn weather. It was a bit chilly, but not to the point where you were shivering and left with chattering teeth. The vintage looking jacket he was given and the black beanie on his head was enough to keep him warm. His eyes continued to wander around the park, shifting along the trees and studying the clusters of yellow and orange.

“Hey you.” Your gentle voice breaks through the quiet murmurs of nature and the crew surrounding him. Tom’s eyes instantly set themselves upon your figure, their focus on you and only you. The trees and cameras behind you faded in the background. His gaze followed your figure as you moved to sit beside him.

“Hey.” His voice is soft making you hum in response. Being the gentleman he was, Tom held out his hand to help you sit on the ground. You quietly thank him. He watches as you rest your head against the stone and shut your eyes.

“Still sleepy?” He chuckles nudging your shoulder. You giggle along, lazily nodding. Your eyes open again and he’s met with your stunning (eye color) orbs. They were bright and filled with joy even though you were clearly tired.

You turn your head to the side to face him, “I barely got any sleep last night.”

Tom’s brows drew together in concern, “Why didn’t you get any sleep?”

“I may or may not have watched The Nun by myself last night.” You cringed. Tom let out a dramatic gasp, “Darling, why would you do that to yourself?”

“I was bored and I couldn’t find anything else to watch. I thought watching a horror movie would be a good idea, but I was wrong.” You explained, shaking your head at yourself. You breathed out a laugh, remembering how terrified you were the night before.

Tom joined you, also shaking his head. “Why didn’t you ask Harry and I to join? We could’ve watched it for movie night. Then you wouldn’t have to be alone and you’d have two body guards to protect you from the scary nun.” He teased you poking your side. You squeaked and swatted his finger away.

“You guys were going out for dinner. I thought you might want to have some quality time with your brother.” You stifled a yawn, your nose scrunching after, making Tom pout at your sleepy state. He glanced in front of him to see everyone still occupied in side conversations. The Russos were haunched behind the tent discussing things about the scene.

Tom turns back to you and motions to his lap. You give him a questioning look. You glance at his lap, not completely understanding him. Tom followed your stare, realizing that you were probably getting the wrong message.

“Oh! No—I meant that you could sleep on my lap or something. I don’t think we’re gonna start filming for a few more minutes, so I thought you might want to squeeze in a little nap.” He explained, words jumbling together in panic. Your heart swelled at how sweet Tom was.

The two of you were silent, staring at each other before bursting out in laughter. Tom squeezed his eyes shut, fingers holding his temples, “God, I’m sorry, that was embarrassing.”

You chuckled resting your head on his shoulder, “It’s okay, you had good intentions.” When your laughs die down, you look up at him. “Does your offer for the nap still stand? I think I can use it.”

“Of course it does.” Tom shifts so there’s space on his thigh for you to rest your head on. He helps you lay down, fixing your hair so it’s not in your face. He leaves a hand to play with the strands, mesmerized at how luscious it was. He notices that he’s probably invading your space and pulls his hand away, apologizing.

You make a noise of disagreement, pulling his hand back. “It’s ok, feels nice.” You mumble, eyes closing and a content expression on your face. Tom played with your hair; being careful to not tangle any strands or pull on them too hard. He couldn’t help but study your features. To name a few, he took the time to memorize the way your lashes brushed against your cheeks, the shape of your nose, and the curve of your lips. Your lips. They looked remarkably soft and had a tint of pink to them. Tom found his eyes flickering down at your lips the most than your other features.

He was so caught up in admiring you that he didn’t notice the words coming out of his mouth.

“I’m really happy you’re here.”

Your eyes snap open dancing with amusement. A toothy grin forms on your mouth.

“Did you just quote the movie?” You question him, referring to the previous scene you were both shooting a couple of days ago. Tom becomes flustered, the blood rushing to his fair cheeks.

“Yes, shut up.” He muttered, bouncing his thigh, causing your head to loll to the side. You giggle elbowing his stomach. “Well were you practicing your lines? ‘Cause they’re for the wrong scene, Tommy.” You tease him.

Tom playfully rolls his eyes and looks down at you. His hands were still tangled in your hair, the soft strands like silk in between his fingers. “No, I know that—but I’m serious. I’m really happy you’re here with me. I know I’ve told you this so many times but I can’t imagine filming this movie with anyone else. And you’ve been so loyal and trusting, I feel so comfortable with you. You’ve always had my back and I’m really thankful for that. So thank you for—being you.”

You give him a lopsided grin, “You know, you don’t have to always thank me. We made a promise to always have each other’s back. I’m one to keep my word but at the same time you’re my friend, Tom. I’m not being nice to fulfill a promise, I genuinely care about you.” Tom beams while you continue.

“It honestly goes both ways, I should also be thanking you. The beginning of filming was very taxing and somehow you’ve made it bearable for me to come into work not worrying about losing my shit on everyone. So thank you, Tom.” You finish, reaching out to interlock your fingers with his free hand.

Tom sighs happily, “I guess we’re just happy to have each other, huh?”

“Yeah.” You agree, eyes trained on the way his giant hand enveloped yours. A peaceful silence lays upon the both of you. The melody of birds chirping and the sound of Tom’s breathing fill the air as you drift off to sleep.

Bonus:

Tom feels your hand loosen in his grip, your interlocked fingers resting on your stomach. He felt your stomach steadily raising up and down to the pace of your breathing. His hands remained where they were; one playing with your hair and the other holding one of your hands.

Joe approaches the both of you, gesturing to the position you and Tom were in. Though you were unaware, napping on Tom’s lap.

“Is this how you guys want to film the scene? We were gonna have you sitting beside each other instead.” Joe stood above you and Tom with his hands on his hips.

“I think this is actually better—don’t get me wrong, sitting beside each other and cuddling is pretty affectionate. But I think having someone rest their head on your lap is another level of intimacy.” Tom reasoned. He wanted to extend the amount of time you could ‘nap’ but he also thought the scene would be much better if your head was cradled on his lap. Personally, he believed it would show the audience how comfortable Cherry and Emily were with each other.

Joe nods his head, “Yeah, I get what you mean. I think I like that better, to be honest. What do you think, (Y/n)? Is Tom’s lap comfortable enough for you to shoot a few scenes on?” Joe asks, teasing you towards the end. He’s met with no response. He raises a brow at you, “Is she asleep?”

“Yup, long night.” Tom chuckled, running his hand through your hair soothingly.

Joe chuckles as well, “Is she all good though?”

“Oh, she’s fine. She just watched The Nun by herself and couldn’t catch any sleep after.” Tom reassured him.

“Ahh, alright.” Joe snickers, moving to make his way back to the crew. “She’s got a good 10 to 15 minutes to squeeze in a nap, monitors are acting up.”

“Gotcha’ boss.” Tom mentally notes, resuming to bask in the nature around him and your presence.

Tags:

Tom Holland Taglist

↪︎ @lovableparker @aprettyfleur @sunwardsss @dummiesshort @thotforcriminalminds @cuddlykoala101 @itstaskeen @whoslili @white-wolf1940 @tomsirishgirlx @roseke @kaylans-imagines @spideyspeaches @xxstrangegirlxxx @slutforsebstan

General Taglist

↪︎ @quxxnxfhxll @just-here-to-escape-from-reality @thegirlwiththediary @agustdowney

[icycoolslushie]

THG Thomastair AU

“I wish we could find sanctuary,” Thomas said. “You know, with shelter and such.”

“But Thomas,” Alastair said, “you are my sanctuary.”

TW/CW: If you're reading this, you've probably read The Hunger Games books or watched the movies so this has the same stuff as in them!

Idea // OG post // Ask

Disclaimers: This has headcanons along with snippets. Hopefully it's not OOC. Any Persian is what my Iranian friend told me. I like to headcanon that all the districts have their own language. Warning: The plot might be non-existent. Also, if you see any kind of mistakes (grammar, spelling, etc.) please let me know! Kinda long :)

Thomas is from District 7

Alastair is from District 11

The president is Josiah Wayland

The Head Gamemaker is Maurice Bridgestock

Eugenia is part of a group to overthrow the Capitol

Barbara and Oliver died in a previous Hunger Games

It was like it was in the books

Alastair used to be in a relationship with Charles Fairchild, son of the mayor of District 11, Charlotte Fairchild

Risa is Sona’s sister so Alastair’s aunt

Alastair volunteers for Cordelia

Cordelia struggles with him and finally says in “I love you” in Persian (dooset daram) before Alastair goes on the train

Cordelia is like Prim

Alastair’s mentor is Ragnor Fell

They be sassy together

Thomas’s mentor is Charlotte

Alastair’s stylist tells him Alastair should dye his hair back to black

In the opening ceremony, Thomas dresses as a tree and Alastair thinks how Thomas makes “a boring costume look beautiful”

Alastair has a suit on with leaves embroidered on it which Thomas later tells him “it was like nature blessed you”

Jem may or may not be an Avox Jem is Alastair’s Avox

Thomas Tanner is Thomas’s Avox

For training Alastair throws spears and pulls a 8

Thomas uses a broadsword in training and pulls an 8 as well

Thomas gets a compass rose tattoo from his stylist for the interview

The arena has a structure that looks like the Eiffel Tower at one end

The arena is covered in forests, except for the Cornucopia

When the canon sounds, Alastair runs toward the Cornucopia and escapes with a dagger to the forest

Thomas runs straight (ha!) into the forest

9 children die in the initial bloodbath

Alastair and Thomas both spend the night in trees about ten minutes away from each other

In the morning, Alastair hears rustling and eventually confronts Thomas

They first try to kill each other, but then they hear someone else and work together to fight the District 9 male tribute

Alastair puts his dagger at the tribute’s throat and stabs him there

Alastair doesn’t want to partner up and vice versa

“Alastair—I think you’d be a great person to team up with, but I . . . I don’t want to team up with you. I don’t want to team up with anyone. We—we might survive till the end, and then—” “No, Thomas, I understand. We’ll pretend this never happened. We’ll go our separate ways.” Thomas nodded, a sinking feeling in his stomach. Part of him had been hoping Alastair would disagree with him, even when it was reasonable. He ignored it and set about laying the food they’d gathered.

But they gather food and decide they’ll have a meal together and then go their separate ways

They make a meal of some fruits they find on trees and on the ground

Thomas just cannot eat the celery

They part ways

By the second night, fourteen people in total are dead

Thomas goes to the Eiffel Tower structure the next day

He climbs onto the first level and greets Alastair

Alastair’s leg is wounded

Alastair explains that the Careers fought him

The Careers include Augustus Pounceby and Clive Cartwright

“Tell me. Tell me who hurt you. I’ll kill them.” Alastair had never seen anyone so angry on his behalf that it unnerved him. “It doesn’t matter, it was the Capitol—” “Don’t,” Thomas said quietly. “Don’t try to downplay it. I want to make them pay.” Alastair paused. After a minute he said, “It was the Careers. The District 1 and 2 tribute. Augustus and Clive. They climbed onto here and started fighting me. I gave Augustus a good cut on the arm and Clive a nice scar on his cheek but they overpowered me. Augustus stabbed my leg. They left laughing.” “They didn’t finish you off?” Alastair shook his head. “I think they . . . wanted me to suffer. It isn’t like I can go anywhere, and I have no allies, so probably wanted to come back tomorrow and then finish me off. But it’s not like I’m going to last that long.” The last sentence caught Thomas off guard. “What?” “Aren’t you going to kill me?” Thomas thought about the District 1 tribute, Augustus, who had been saying that Barbara was weak before the Opening Ceremony. That Barbara, who had gotten him out of a scuffle with a Peacekeeper, was weak. That Barbara, who had volunteered for her cousin in the Reaping, was weak. He thought about the hate he had felt for the Career. Then he thought about graceful, elegant, bleeding Alastair in front of him, the way he had hugged his sister, the way he guarded himself, and decided. “No,” he said. “I’m not going to kill you.”

Thomas bandages Alastair’s wound

“Alastair, you’re hurt. Please let me wrap your leg in leaves and vines.” “Thomas, you don’t understand. I’ve always bandaged my own wounds. It’s not going to change now.” “Sometimes,” Thomas said, “it’s better to let others take care of you. They do a better job than you realize. Alastair, please. You’re bleeding. Let me help.” Alastair saw something in Thomas’s eyes: truth. He thought back to how many people would want to help him: his father, his mother, his aunt Risa . . . when he was young. As he grew up, all of them faced the same cruel system and all of them were expected to take care of their own wounds. Now, here was someone willing to help him when he should be killing him. It gave Alastair such a feeling of care and belonging that he nodded. It wouldn’t hurt to let someone take care of him for once.

They eventually decide to team up

Thomas makes a meal out of things he finds in the forest

He and Alastair eat it

Alastair heals from his wound

By that night, nineteen people are dead

Augustus, Clive, and the District 8 female tribute are still alive along with them

Alastair takes first watch during the night, Thomas takes the second

Alastair gently moved his fingers across the compass rose tattoo that Thomas had gotten from his stylist. He felt Thomas’s pulse. He promised himself that that pulse would go on even when his own didn’t.

The next day Alastair and Thomas set off (Alastair’s leg is healed)

Augustus and Clive are waiting for them

Thomas kills Augustus, attacking with A LOT of force

Clive gets a good hit on Thomas with a sword on his left arm

Alastair and Clive fight, Clive flees finally while he’s bleeding from a dozen cuts

Alastair bandages Thomas’s wound with leaves and vines

“I love it when you say my name. Say it again.” “Thomas—Thomas, you’ve lost too much blood. You’re going delirious.” Thomas sighed softly. “I would go delirious if that meant I could hear you say my name one more time.”

They get a sponsor gift: a whole meal of steak and sides, which they finish that day

When Alastair bites into an apple, Thomas wants to kiss him

Both of them fall asleep at night

When they wake up, they’re in a prison; a Capitol prison

They were in prison. But even if they were in hell, Alastair wouldn’t have minded. They were together.

They lie in each other’s arms, seeking warmth

“Why are we in prison? What did we do?” Alastair demanded, getting up as Josiah Wayland stuck his ugly face in front of the bars. President Wayland’s lip curled. “It isn’t you that did something, it’s your family.” Thomas gasped sharply. “Eugenia.” The president smiled cruelly. “So you do know her crime.” Thomas swallowed. Alastair put his hand in Thomas’s. “What did my family do?” Alastair asked, trying to change the topic. “Why, your sister did the same thing,” Josiah Wayland said. This time Alastair gave a sharp gasp. Thomas squeezed his hand, and Alastair drew a bit of comfort from him. But his mind was on Cordelia, his little sister, what would happen to her— Wayland, the monster he was, smiled wider as he saw Alastair and Thomas despairing their sisters’ fate.

Cordelia joined the same rebel group Eugenia was in

“But why are we here? What did they do that you had to take us out of the Games?” Thomas demanded when he had finally calmed down. It seemed that all the Lightwood siblings would all die in their youth. “As soon as they are in our custody, they will be executed. In front of you two. Everyone thinks the two of you killed each other. After they’re dead, both of you will be executed.” Thomas swallowed. “Why? Why will you execute us?” “Your sisters should have thought about your safety before they did what they did. At least you’ll be able to tell them goodbye. If the executioners give you the chance,” President Wayland added before he gave another cruel smile and left.

Thomas and Alastair despair over their and their sisters’ fates

“We’ll fight them. I don’t care. We’ll fight the Capitol. We’ll make them pay for what they did to Barbara and Oliver and Jem and Will and Tessa and my mom and every single person they hurt. We’ll make them pay, Alastair.”

Thomas sighed. “If only we had hope.” “I don’t think about hope, Thomas. I think about you. You’re my hope.” And now I’m going to lose you, Alastair wanted to add, but he didn’t. And then I won’t have any hope left.

“The odds were never in our favour, Thomas,” Alastair whispered, closing his eyes. Then he added softly, “And they never will be.”

Letter addressed to Alastair Carstairs, District 11 male tribute of the 56th Hunger Games, from Charles Fairchild, son of the mayor of District 11, found crumpled in a trash bin of the Training Center floor 11

Taglist: @della-vacker-supremacy @themadhatter999 @writeforjordelia @theenchanteddreamer Also tagging @jurdan-my-beloved who originally requested the headcanons and @youngreckless Lmk if you wanna be added or removed!

[kanmom51]

So I went to go back and watch old run episodes and the Japan missions as well.(Watching BTS growth from then to now makes my heart smile) and I was watching run BTS ep.10 where jk revealed his mission to the members but failed jimin's mission but to me it didn't seem like he was trying very hard to complete the mission with Jimin and we all know how competitive jk is when he wants to win but it almost seemed like he was flirting and just wanted to make jimin smile/laugh in that episode. And so then I went and watched the bts Japan missions in 2015 where jk I believe he really was just flirting the whole time with jm because he completed his mission by getting jm to say thanks in the 1st 3 seconds but when asked to do it again it looked like he was just dragging it out to see jm smile and get flustered because all he kept doing was just showering him with compliments and smiling about it the whole time and I know he eventually completed his mission but I want to know if this seemed like flirting to you as well or was he really was just trying to complete his mission in both instances? I mean I feel like it could be both but I'm leaning more towards the flirting lol. also thank you for creating a safe space for us jk/km supporters to share our views and opinions. And as jm said: "You nice, keep going" 💜💜👍👍

Hey anon, thanks for your kind words.

I love these two. So I will start with the second, which chronologically was actually the first, from August 2015.

The Osaka mission. JK's mission was to hear Jimin say thank you to JK. JK seems flustered at first but then goes for it, a man on a mission.

The minute JM walks into the room JK calls him and says "you look handsome today" to immediately hear JM answer "thank you". Mission complete. JM totally unaware of anything. JK shook.

It was just too easy, so they gave him another mission, to hear JM say thank you again.

And there he goes again, showering JM with compliments. JM doesn't know what's going on, but gets really flustered, not used to JK complimenting him, even asking his hair stylist if they heard what JK said to him. Then he gets suspicious, thinks JK took his phone (later on).

JK keeps saying it (how handsome he is, how his earrings look good, complimenting his eyebrows etc), and JM is pretty flabbergasted by JK's behaviour. JK looks super happy, non stop complimenting JM. Handsome, handsome, handsome...

He could have chosen other things to say or perhaps do, suggest helping him with something, idk, anything except for continuously saying he's handsome, especially after he said it the first time, got his thank you, kept saying and not getting the answer he supposedly wants to or needs to get to complete his mission.

This could be JK seeing it worked the first time and not able to think of anything else to do or say. But it could also be JK given an opportunity to say something he wants to say to someone he wants to say it to on camera without it being suspicious, and enjoying the reaction he is getting from said person, ie. JK flirting with JM. I go with the flirting. He is loving JM's reactions. They are not bringing on the needed "thank you" and yet he is totally loving it.

10 minutes later when JM accuses JK again of hiding his phone only to find it on the table he asks JK why he was acting so weird before. JK tells him he said he was handsome and wanted to hear him answer, and guess what JM says..."thanks". Mission complete.

JK being a persistent boy compliments JM 13 times. 11 out of them how handsome he is today another complimenting his eyebrows and how he is shining today. You would think that seeing it isn't working, him not getting the wanted response, he would move on to plan B, but no, he just goes on and on, enjoying to see JM all flustered and happy.

Run episode 10 was shot in December 2015, uploaded January 2016. The importance of it being chronologically later to the Osaka mission is that I believe that the dynamics between JK & JM had shifted between the Osaka mission and December 2015, when episode 10 of Run was shot. By this time they were aware of the other's attraction and had acted on it. You can't see the shift too much between these two missions, mainly due to the nature of the missions. Saying that, watching all consecutive episodes (8,9,10), you can sense something's a bit different.

JK's mission in this episode, when it came to JM, was to hear him say "please stop it". Hard mission to begin with, because JM lets JK get away with close to anything. What made me laugh a little was when JK was asked if he completed the mission he said he didn't and JM pipes up to say "I can be difficult to trick", because yeah JM, you knew all along this was JK's mission, just like you caught on to his mission in Osaka. Lol.

I will start by saying that JK didn't succeed on his mission. Let's see why:

JK shook JM.

Played with his car seat.

Played with his hair.

Pulled his car seat back.

But then decided to give him a shoulder massage (definitely not part of his mission) while singing hajima.

Again plays with JM's hair.

Sprays JM with water.

And then gives up.

Was he a man on a mission? He was. JK is pretty competitive, he likes to win. Was he being flirty while doing it? Yes he was. I mean, let's massage JM and get him to say stop? He was enjoying it, and in a way, even though he didn't succeed on his mission, it felt to me he enjoyed the fact that JM never told him to stop, no mater how annoying or bothersome he was.

Did he do everything he could to get JM say for him to stop? No he didn't. JK could have been much rougher with JM. It was his choice not to be, as competitive as he is.

[colorful-horses]

💐 ?

💐 - who’s your favourite mlp blog?

I don't know if I have a Single favorite blogger, so heres a list of some of my absolute favorite pony bloggers:

🎨 MLP Art Blogs

@cassettepony - Such a unique art style. Cannot stress enough how unique her art style is! It's very stylistic and the colors are POPPIN- they're so saturated and pretty! Her art reminds me of jolly ranchers,, I also absolutely love the exaggerated expressions and how she draws EYES (when the corner of the mouth slightly clips over the bottom of the eye.........immaculate) + She does something really special that I never see any other pony artists doing, which is giving the ponies little chin hairs or 5 o'clock shadows (I. i don't know what it's called please forgive me). It is so special and cool to see, and it's so recognizable! I ADORE Cassettes art and I've always been too shy to say hi so uhhh. Hi! 👋

@msponies - ponies drawn in mspaint. HIGH QUALITY posts here. I am so inspired by their use of colors- the RANGE in some of these posts is crazy. Some of these drawings have such extremely unique color combos that you wouldn't think would work so well together, but msponies is just a master at using a color palette to its full potential its actually crazy! Their Trixie drawings are some of the best, and I cant help but admire how bold their backgrounds are (yea I know that kinda goes hand in hand with the whole color palette thing but i just really like their art); the bold colors and the dark outlines are so scrumptious

@celebrationcastle - They don't update extremely often, but when they do, you kno its gonna be a top tier post. They have a very flexible artstyle, and they post fanart for every generation. They were the ones who made that Valentines Pinkie Pie design that popped off a while ago, and for good reason; they are extremely good at drawing and designing. Like, they've completely mastered the artstyle of g3 and g4 (and probably every other gen. its nuts), and their g5 fanarts art probably my favorite I've ever seen (sunny starscout, my beloved). Everything they post is a banger. Their blog is just such a big inspiration to me :,)

📖 General MLP Blogs

@yodawgiheardyoulikeponies - absolute FAVORITE pony collecting blog. OP is SO sweet and her collection is AMAZING! I absolutely adore her photos and her posts, and her enthusiasm about collecting is so infectious. The positive energy on her blog is absolutely pure sugar, and I just really cannot stress enough how much effort she puts into her posts. She makes little pony photo shoots! And makes little stories out of them!!! It's so fun to just sit and read through. I always check her blog after new merch is released just because it's it's interesting to read about a Pony Veteran giving their input on modern toys. 1000/10 I love this blog

@ahorseofeverycolor - I only have notifications on for like. 5 or 6 blogs? And this is definitely one of them. They regularly post about ponies and horses (okay, they mostly focus on Breyers, but thats not a negative to me at all- I got my first Breyer the other day BECAUSE of this blog, lol), and their blog is just so clean and organized! They post about so many different kinds of ponies, whether it be comparing flat-footed release to concave foot releases, or custom ponies they made themselves, or just really cool pony finds that aren't necessarily obtainable (prototypes, special custom ponies commissioned by hasbro by professional artists, etc) but are really cool to look at!!! I really like this blog!!!

@mustcollecthorses - This is a blog that I have a super bad habit of opening and then scrolling through for like. 2 hours straight, lol. It's a mix of reblogs and original posts, so it's really my Ideal pony blog; usually when I hear about pony news, it's because he reblogged it! It's a very focused blog, so it's definitely a good one to follow if you need some more horses on your dash! He recently made an edit of Hitch from the new 5 pack to give him brushable hair, which I absolutely love (why did they gotta give him sculpted hair umu) I also like that OP leaves tags on the posts he reblogs! I don't know if it's just me, but I always like a blog more if they add tags with input about the toys and news and things like that. It adds some personality and a Vibe to the blog and I just really like it!!!

ok thats all! i of course follow a bunch of other pony themed blogs, but those are some of my top favorites, and ill limit it to 3 per category for the sake of simplicity. please consider following them! They're all so cool and talented!!!

--

send me pony themed asks

[jeontaehui]

TAEHEE WITH 127

taeil jeonil 

taeil kind of took it as his responsibility to take care of taehee (apart from taeyong) when she was introduced to the group.

he was always looking out for her — checking if she was uncomfortable, if she needed anything, was she hungry, etc.

so taehee saw him as one of her older brothers/dad-figures she could turn to whilst growing up.

taehee roomed with the older members for a bit after debut, so taeil was really attentive to her and picked up a few habits of her own.

he knew when she was feeling off or down, and it was easy for him to make her at least smile a little since no matter what he did ,,, taehee found it cute & funny.

whenever taeil did aegyo, you’d hear taehee shout, “oppa, you are so cute!” “he’s so funny!” or “i like this, he’s really cute”

taehee seems to always be present whenever taeil records bc she just Loves listening to his voice !!!!!!

she once admitted that she wanted to have taeil as a dongsaeng bc he was just Too Cute & Funny .

iconic moment (weekly idol ep. 452) “who do you feel sorry for these days?,” taeil thinks considerately before revealing that he couldn’t think of anyone from the group that would fit this question at the moment, so the hosts prompted him to think from the past instead. “why won’t you sit on that member’s lap, taeil-ssi?”

“it would be .... kinda weird if i sit on their lap though.”

“why? is it me?,” taehee chuckles, but was pleasantly surprised when the eldest member actually moved to stand in front of her. out of affection for taeil, taehee happily sits him on her lap, mark laughing at how much taehee was enjoying this.

“why?,” taehee asks, her voice hinted with a bit of aegyo, “is it bad?”

“no, it’s not bad if you think about it,” taeil hums, “the reason was that ...”

“i hoped for her to be comfortable,” he pats the younger one’s head before standing up to walk back to his seat, “given our situation...? at first..? yes.”

this causes laughter to erupt from the other boys, some of them letting out confused sentences at what he was supposed to mean by that. “ahh i think i know what he meant,” taehee realizes after laughing.

“thank you for being attentive and considerate, oppa. i love you,” she tells taeil, giving him a heart from her seat.

song take on me by a-ha

johnny johnhee

THEIR HEIGHT DIFFERENCE . IS SO CUTE !!!!!

johnny pretends not to see her as one of his ways to tease her.

another would be judging her hardcore bc of her pick-up lines

he and mark tease her for her accent but enjoy imitating it.

taehee: no

johnmark: NORRR???

johnny would show off that he knew some aussie slang bc he knew taehee likes those kinds of stuff.

(american school 101 ep. 2) “in australia, they call barbecue ‘barbie’ for short,” johnny says as he glances at taehee, a playful smirk on her face when he said ‘barbie’ with an accent.

johnny is literally one of taehee’s stylists.

(buzzfeed who’s who) “i go up to him and i’m holding two different tops on each hand and i’m like ‘should i get this or this?’,” taehee tells the production crew. “get both!!!,” they all say, soon followed by chuckles from the group. “we go shopping together sometimes, yeah.”

johnny having long blonde hair tempted taehee to go blonde too and !!!! he posted a video on his story of taehee doing different kinds of doable braids on his hair post-performance.

iconic moment (n’-154) “hello everyone,” taehee smiles, chewing on a snack bar her manager gave her. “for today’s guest, we have,” moving the camera towards the right, she reveals the blonde sitting beside her, “johnny! johnny-ssi, please say ‘hi’ to our viewers.”

johnny greets the camera with a slight bow, some of his locks falling from behind his ear. “so what’s the point in your outfit for today?”

“the point?,” he repeats, and without missing another blink he says, “my hair.” taehee giggles at his confidence, but johnny’s face doesn’t waver. “why?,” johnny asks while acting as if he was offended, “why are you laughing?”

“nothing,” taehee beams at him, her eyes crinkling into a smile as her dimples made an appearance. “but seriously, you look really pretty.”

“i do?,” johnny smiles at the compliment. “of course i do,” taehee lets a laugh escape out of her at johnny’s tone. “of course i do,” she imitates. “would you say that you’re prettier than me?” johnny then squints his eyes at her and the girl’s smile falters slightly, “don’t say anything weird!” 

taehee delivers a weak punch to johnny’s shoulder, but the latter made it seem like it was harder than expected with the way his jaw dropped, bringing a hand to rub the spot where she had hit him. “i was just going to say i wanted see you dye your hair blonde!”

“then you should’ve come with me when i had it turn blue,” she playfully rolls her eyes at him, leaning onto his shoulder to get more comfortable. “i meant that the fans want to see it too,” he looks down at her, only to chuckle at the lack of a response. taehee opens her mouth to form coherent words but none came out.

johnny smirks triumphantly, “coward.” taehee groans as laughter vibrates from johnny. 

song circles by post malone

taeyong yonghee

taeyong is literally taehee’s dad figure — reminds her to sleep, to eat, to drink; he’s even the one who tells her to rest.

he would pat her head or her shoulder as his sign of ‘good job’ or ‘you did great’.

he and doyoung would always be the one to calm taehee down whenever she had episodes, which she is very grateful for.

taehee would sometimes appear by the end of his lives, and it never fails to surprise taeyong since she’s like ,,, 5 floors away ???

it’s just that taeyong is her comfort space and spending time with him in his room is like an escape route for her. 

she sometimes falls asleep on his bed too bc of this and taeyong just takes care of her whenever that happens.

these babies are afraid to sleep alone so it makes it all the more cuter.

speaking of babies, while taeyong would openly admit that he’s scared, taehee wouldn’t back down until she’d end up calling taeyong’s name when she felt like her heart dropped.

(nct life ep. 13) “TAEYONG OPPA!!!!!! SH-”

and whenever taehee accidentally ends up cursing on cam even in the tiniest whisper, you’d know since taeyong would look at her like ( O . o ) ?

iconic moment (200925 vlive) “i know what parents feel like when their child isn’t taking care of themselves,” taeyong nibbles on his bottom lip as he fiddles with the end of his sweater. it has always been taeyong’s concern that taehee wasn’t taking care of herself, something taehee had expressed her guilt about. but she can’t help that she was so into her work that she’d forget to drink at least a sip from her jug.

“she’d stay up in the studio and i’d come by, bring her bread,” he sighs, “but she’s gonna say, ‘i’ll just eat later’, stuff like that.”

“she needs to take care of herself, right?,” the leader pouts. “help me remind her, please. you guys should also take care of yourselves too, don’t want any of you getting sick.”

from then on, comments of taehee’s solo lives will be filled with stuff like “have you eaten yet?” , “unnie, please drink your water!!!” , “czennie will be sad if you don’t take care of yourself :(“

this moved taehee to promise to take care of herself starting now as to not make nctzens and the members worry. “okay guys, i promise to eat my meals and drink water.... so don’t worry anymore, okay? sorry for making you and taeyong oppa worry, i’ll do my best as long as you guys do too.”

song train wreck by james arthur

yuta yuhee

taehee sometimes uses the japanese phrases she’s learned from watching anime to yuta and he Completely adores her for that.

yuta’s like her protective older brother it’s half funny and half cute when you see it.

“can i play uno with you guys?” “no.” “and why not?” “it says it’s for kids 8 years and up.” “but i’m 19-“ “it says 8 years and up!!!!!!!!”

they usually goof around like that a lot.

yuta headlocks taehee or ruffles her hair when they get too excited over a game.

we don’t see it a lot on cam but taehee goes to yuta when she has girl problems and such.

“hyung my stomach hurts sooo badddd.” “do you want me to get a hot compress? i read that drinking water lessens the pain, i’m gonna go get some for you.”

it’s so rare to see people gushing over yutae’s sibling-like relationship but when they do, it would make your heart melt.

it’s bc yuta looks at taehee with so much care and consideration, he’d be ready to pounce on anything or anyone that would hurt her.

once an emcee doubted if taehee could do a challenge, slightly implying that it was bc she was girl (which was so wrong of them !!!!). yuta literally looked them dead in the eye and said, “no, she can do it. it’s taehee. watch her.”

iconic moment (boatta ep. 12) “is unnie dating any of the members?,” the younger girl asks taehee, catching her and the three boys off guard. taehee chuckles, half nervous and half amused, “w-what?”

“you must’ve been with them a long time,” the little girl continues, “did you like any of them along the way?”

“ahh no,” hearing this, haechan pretends to be hurt and sulk at the side, the kid laughs at him. “they’re like brothers to me, you know? and when you’re super focused on things, some people tend not to think about that stuff anymore.”

the younger girl nods understandingly at this, though yuta decides to speaks up. “i’m not gonna let taehee date until she’s 35,” he then points menacingly at the camera while the others laugh. “to those of you watching, i’m not letting taehee date until she’s older.”

despite his threat, taehee whispers to the girl, “i’m jealous of you,” leading the younger one to retell the story of how she broke up with her cheating boyfriend.

song someone to you by banners

doyoung dohee

doyoung loves taehee to death but thinks she can be a little shit too at times.

when taehee goes overboard with the bedroom eyes or with the flirty jokes, doyoung goes, “HEY!!!! do you want me to call your mom?!?!”

doyoung is the only member who has met both of taehee’s parents personally!!!! lowkey takes pride in this.

(180602 vlive) “my mom’s really grateful for you, you know?,” taehee tells doyoung. “really?” “yeah, she just told me a few nights ago.”

doyoung was so touched :(

it’s because taehee wasn’t able to go home to australia during the holidays so it was doyoung and his family who accompanied her. he’s almost like her second mom.

“you.... i don’t want you getting sick, okay? you have to remember to take care of yourself because i’m not always there for you, got it?,” doyoung made taehee tear up a bit here.

iconic moment (superm elle korea covershoot behind) “when was the last time you cried?,” taehee reads as she fiddled the toy sword. “the last time i cried was...” trailing off, she turns to her side to see baekhyun already looking at her with an unreadable expression. “it’s okay if you don’t explain,” he says, before giving her a comforting smile. taehee gives him one in return, grateful for his concern, but continues nonetheless.

“um, the last time i cried was when i talked to doyoung oppa... a few weeks ago?,” taehee nods at the camera. “i felt really homesick at that time, and (doyoung) oppa was there to comfort me,” a sad smile paints onto her face and the other three members gave her looks of sympathy. “even if he seems like a nagging mom to me most of the time, i know it’s really from the heart and he just wants to take care of me.”

“doyoung hyung might not see this so,” she brings both of her hands to the front and formed them into a heart, “i love you.”

song someone to stay by vancouver sleep clinic

jaehyun jaehee

sexy voice/adlib duo but also dimple line

jaehyun teaches her basketball and praises her when she’s done a good job.

(jaehyun 9-10 pm | 24hr relay cam) “okayyy, then shoot! good job, taehee. you learn fast.”

they also work-out and !!!! learn boxing together. jaehyun may or may not have taught taehee a thing or two on bowling .....

taehee uses jaehyun’s turntable from time to time to play her lp’s.

(nct night night 181012) taehee said, “jaehyun oppa’s voice is the type to listen to when you want to relax or fall asleep ,,, great for asmr,” then she raised her hands to give to thumbs up to the camera. 

if you watch like those award show fancams of nct and you see jaehyun whispering something to taehee, she’d burst out laughing.

and when taehee finds something so funny she’d think about it the whole time !!! so we’d see her giggling even long after jaehyun told her a joke. which makes jaehyun smile at her too

it was never revealed to the public but they’ve dated for at most 5 months around regular era ,, they never became serious/exclusive about their relationship but they stopped dating when they realized they were just meant to be just friends.

but after that they became really close and they practically know almost everything about each other ^ ^ taehee even has the tendency to call jaehyun without honorifics or talk to him casually on cam.

iconic moment (osen star road) deciding to go with the goblin scene, some of the older members of 127 snicker at jaehyun and taehee. “wah this is already interesting,” johnny teases, causing mark to elbow him on the side as he laughed. “lights, camera, action!”

“how could you kick me where it hurts like this?,” jaehyun reads from the script, putting his hand on his chest for dramatics. haechan and the others were clearly trying hard to stop themselves from laughing, but taehee continues reading her lines; a faint smile plays on her lips as she too was about to burst out laughing. “ah cute,” mark mumbles. when it got to the climax of their act, haechan starts hitting taeil’s thigh in anticipation, “it’s this part, it’s this part!”

“i’m saying it for your sake!”

“if it’s for me, then just get me a boyfriend! part-time job, aunt’s house, boyfriend! what kind of guardian are you? my wish for a boyfriend didn’t come true!,” taehee looks up from the script and makes eye contact with jaehyun, thinking it was a good idea to take this challenge seriously at this point. she almost caught herself slipping though as she had to bite her lip to prevent the laugh that was about to escape.

jaehyun takes a step closer, his height towering over taehee’s. he no longer reads from the script too, “here he is, your boyfriend!”

“WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS HE?”

“RIGHT HERE! IN FRONT OF YOU! ME!”

silence fills the studio as the pair continue to stay in character, the other members that were seated already burst out laughing moments ago. a flustered taehee breaks off first, pressing the back of her hand against her cheek, “woah... i think my heart is speeding up. really.”

song sunsetz by cigarettes after sex

winwin winhee

the cutest duo !!!!!

while winwin was having trouble with his korean at first, taehee was the one who got his back (even if she was still learning too). taehee won’t admit it to winwin but she learned a bit of chinese so they could understand each other better. 

while everyone coddles winwin, taehee watches from the sidelines and is like, “yeah, i love him too.” and trust me, she Loves him. she just didn’t want to get into the mess of multiple members fighting over him lol

they’re the type to make derp faces at each other when they meet eyes from across the room.

(idol room ep. 23) while they were choosing members to compete for the place of being mark’s soulmate, taeyong suddenly suggests taehee. “taehee, why do you think that you’re mark’s soulmate?,” the host asks her. “oh i’m not his soulmate,” she quickly shoots the idea down with a wave of her hand, mark’s mouth dropping in shock as the other members laugh at them. quite surprised with her remark, the hosts ask her again, “why not?” taehee shrugs, “i like winwin.” 

if winwin becomes impressed at what taehee said or did, he’d say something like, “taehee, come here. oppa will buy you food later.”

taehee missed winwin dearly. she’d unconsciously let out the biggest smile whenever she finds winwin acting cute and he’d call her out for it, but that just leads to more cooing from the girl. “you’re just sooo cute~”

iconic moment (uncut take #1 | 2020 yearparty behind) “i missed winwin oppa so much,” taehee pouts slightly, and a small smile grows on winwin’s face at her statement. “me too,” he says, bringing a hand to his chest to show how sincere he was being. it was clear how surprised taehee was when winwin reciprocated the feeling by how her eyes brightened up. “really?,” taehee asks softly. winwin nods, “before you were like... this tall.” he points to the side of his face that aligned with the tip of his nose, causing taehee to snicker at the slight exaggeration. “but now you’re taller,” winwin sighs as he looked her up and down, before pulling the giggling girl closer by the shoulder. “what was that sigh?,” she laughs. 

taehee imitates winwin cutely and the latter’s cheekbones raises into a fond smile. “but you grew, really. i still remember when you practiced with pigtails.”

“that is not true!”

ignoring her protests, winwin faces the camera and begins to recall the days taehee would practice looking like a five year old. “taehee likes practicing with her hair up, but since it was too short at that time, she had to tie them in pigtails. she was really cute.”

taehee groans against winwin’s shoulder in embarrassment, making the older boy laugh as he pats he head gently. “that’s what i see every time i look at you, a preschooler in the practice room.”

song left to right by marteen

jungwoo woohee

taehee is the biggest snoopyzen ever !!!!!!!

it’s a joke (or is it?) among the 127 members that taehee’s had a crush on jungwoo ever since he joined in 2018, even jungwoo teased her about it too.

(180210 vlive) “hyung, what do you want for your birthday?,” in response to taehee’s question, jungwoo asks for a kiss by pointing to his cheek. “i’m really serious,” taehee laughs in disbelief, flustered since they were in front of the camera. “stop being so weird~”

taehee would give the best reactions when they react to their music videos only because jungwoo is on the screen. 

most of the time jungwoo makes a joke, fans would notice how he would immediately glance at taehee to see her reaction. 

jungwoo refers to taehee as a ‘living temptation’ because she’d message him to eat chicken with her even when it’s already late or when they’re busy.

(weekly idol ep. 462) “jeon taehee, really-,” jungwoo cuts himself off with a frustrated sigh. “even if you tell me you’d get the chicken yourself, we’re still not allowed to,” the whole studio laughs at his candidness, “so stop tempting me!”

there was this day that taehee only said jungwoo’s name on bubble without context. the messages were like “kim jungwoo.” “jungwoo.....” “jungwooo???” “jungwoo-ah...?” “jungwoo kim,,,,” then she suddenly goes, “i saw the (vogue) photoshoot.”

iconic moment (uncut take #7 | ‘resonance pt. 2′ arrival ver. jacket behind) “hey eodideun gal su isseo. hamkke itneun sigani malhae jwo,” taehee sings, copying how jungwoo dances when he centers for that part. jungwoo proceeds to do the same thing but instead of doing her line, he did sungchan’s instead. “gireul sseulgo danin street, ijen geunyang classic- ah wait, hold on.”

jungwoo chuckles in embarassment as taehee looks at him in faux offense, tongue prodding against her cheek. “hey,” she threats him, but it was hard for taehee not to smile at jungwoo’s shy one. “i’m really sorry,” jungwoo laughs as taehee shakes her head and boops his forehead. 

“do you want to get chicken later?”

“obviously.”

song my type by saint motel

mark markhee

best friends, two peas in a pod, bonnie & clyde, you name it !!!!! they’re almost always together.

even if they were to pick randomly, they always end up on the same team.

taehee: pretends to not like being on the same team with mark

mark: come on, you’re lying

everyone knows they’ve been with each other from the start. they arrived to the company on the same day, were both foreigners so they had to confide in each other, helped each other out in learning korean, etc. so they were really close !!!!

so Hot on stage ........... bless them

the way markheezens lost their minds over the first bridge of ‘superhuman’ ...... markhee went wild during concerts i’m telling you !!!!!!

2020 is a blessed year for the markheezens since taehee really became open towards her affection for mark.

if you’re looking for markhee content ,, their studio lives where they jam to lots of songs would be the cutest !!!!

mark reminds her of home that’s why she’s so attached :(

iconic moment by the end of the year 2020, taehee released a cover of ‘back to december’ by taylor swift as a christmas gift to the fans. the set was simple, beams of light in different shades of purple shone into a room that gave the viewers post-break up vibes; while taehee stood in the middle of it all like a vocal goddess (sm keeps forgetting she auditioned as a vocalist too) as she played an acoustic guitar wearing an oversized shirt. that shirt was worn by the one and only mark lee, who played as her ‘ex-boyfriend’ during the intro of the song. though his face was not shown, fans were able to figure out it was her best friend that played the role before she even got to reveal it during her birthday live later on. the short intro showcased, what you can say are, happy moments of the couple — taking polaroids, sharing a huge box of pizza, and laughing at some sitcom as mark’s arm was wrapped around taehee’s shoulder to pull her close. 

taehee shared in her birthday live that the pair had fun filming. she recalled how mark volunteered to make a cameo once she told him about their plans, saying how she was surprised at how quickly he chipped in. “i was like ‘oh, are you sure? you didn’t seem to put much thought to it.’ then he told me it was okay ‘cause it won’t feel like work anyways.”

a soft smile grows onto the female’s lips, “mark lee... what do i do with you?”

song until the last falling star by matthew perryman jones

haechan hyuckhee

(190402 vlive) “the way they fought back then,” mark shakes his head, “they were crazy.”

but now haechan literally looks at taehee with stars in his eyes.

he once got hit by doyoung in a live saying that he’d marry taehee in the future.

(191015 vlive) “i’m gonna marry noona in the future... i have it all planned out.” “OPPA HE’S SAYING WEIRD THINGS AGAIN!!!!!”

taehee secretly finds it endearing though :(

she LOVES patting haechan’s head ,,, or running her fingers through his hair even if she knows she has a 70% chance of getting scolded by the stylists.

the boys posted a video of taehee on twitter shedding a few tears when haechan gave her a lhasa apso puppy for her birthday.

“she’s so cute,” taehee sniffs, “are you guys filming this? do you guys just want to see me cry- is this a joke? please tell me she’s mine.”

haechan received an unexpected kiss on the cheek from a very emotional taehee that night. he holds it special to his heart up to this day (*´꒳`*)

when each of them laugh too hard, their legs give out and they lean on one another.

taehee tries so hard not to laugh at his jokes to tease him, but it never works.

(191228 vlive) “lee donghyuck, i love you,” taehee said. haechan didn’t know it was a comment though and turned to taehee, filled with affection, “i love you too, noona.” “that was a comment.”

iconic moment (nct world ep. 2) taehee tightly grips haechan’s hand in hers as they both prepare for their arm wrestling match. “ah he’s gonna lose,” doyoung says from his seat, causing jisung and chenle to chuckle beside him.

“noona,” haechan whines, gaining the attention of his opponent. he knew he already lost to taehee the moment they both came up to the front, but he wasn’t going to back down so easily, “i love you~”

taehee shakes her head at his poor attempt at wooing her over, prompting the younger one to speak up some more. “noona!!!! i love you!!!! just give this one to me, please,” he drags the last syllable cutely, and for a moment taehee considers losing to him just for the fun of it.

“let’s just get this over with,” she brushes him off coolly, making haechan huff. he quickly changes his expression into a determined glare and gives taehee a short squeeze before the referee sets the ‘go’ signal. taehee decides to hold out longer, just so haechan could have more screen time, before handing her rival his defeat.

taehee smiles at haechan when he purses his lips at his loss, moving to the other side of the box as the younger boy let out fake cries. “i’m sorry,” she giggles as she pats his head, “you know i hate losing.”

haechan understands they were both competetive in nature, i mean, they were rivals since the start. “i know,” he blows a kiss to her nonetheless.

song true love by p!nk ft. lily allen

[bts-bay-bee]

Jungkook’s NSFW Alphabet

Word count: 2649

Warnings: smut (obviously), a little mxm? sex toys

A/N: hi guys :) so this basically marks the end of my little hiatus. please let me know if you enjoyed this! i appreciate any and all feedback. also this is for kookie because it’s his birthday next week <3

(not important but quite possibly my favourite picture of kookie ^.^ // i also do not own this picture or any pictures used in this)

***

 A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

⭬ After sex Jungkook is very attentive to your every need: he’ll get you water, snacks, whatever you want. He enjoys being able to relax with you after a rough couple of rounds, just talking about nothing. He loves nothing more than trailing his deft fingers over your slightly sweaty skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake, only to be slowly kissed away by his soft, slightly swollen lips. Eventually, after kissing each any every bruise he had marked you with, making sure that you weren’t hurt, he’d engulf you in his arms, not caring about the outside world, then fall asleep.

 B = Body part (Their favourite body part of their partners)

⭬ This boy lives for your legs. When you’re around him, he’ll practically pant with lust if you’re wearing a skirt or dress. He loves running his hands up and down the expansive of your skin, loves the way he can force you to keep your thighs spread by grabbing fistfuls of your outer thighs when he’s going down on you. Whenever he could fuck you, his primal instinct was to throw your legs over his shoulders, pounding into you until you’re completely fucked out, stopping his grunts and groans by biting down on your fleshy calves, marking you in the process.

 C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

⭬ Do you know what’s his favourite part when he’s fucking you? Painting your body with stripes of his cum. He doesn’t care where: it could be your stomach as he finished himself over you, hands working furiously, it could even be on your bare tits and face, making you swallow every single drop when he was satisfied with how laden you were with his cum. But the best way to cum was inside you: he usually found his release after you convulsed around him too many times to count, so why would he willingly leave your wet, warm cunt? He loved finishing in you, squirting hot cum on your walls as you milked him for every drop. He especially loved when he came in you during a semi-public quickie, forcing you to put back your skirt on and holding his cum in you. More than once you had to leave a dinner party or outing because he just got too turned on by knowing that his essence was probably running down your thighs.

 D = Dirty secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

⭬ He’ll never admit this to you or anyone, but he often fantasized about watching you get fucked by someone else, having you watch as he got fucked by someone else, or just a threesome (or foursome). Obviously, it would be someone exceptionally close to him, like Taehyung or Jimin, but he just didn’t know how to approach the topic with any of you.

 E = Experience (How experienced are they?)

⭬ Seeing as he was a part of one of the biggest bands to have ever existed, who came from a pretty strict company, he had not been very experienced when you had first started dating. He wasn’t a virgin – not with the amount of men and women who continuously threw themselves at him – but from watching numerous tutorial porn videos, and with the help if his Hyungs giving him advice, he quickly learned how to make you see stars.

 F = Favourite position (pretty self-explanatory)

⭬ As boring as it may sound, Jungkook doesn’t necessarily have a single favourite position: as long as he can bury himself deep in you and watch you fall apart, that’s all he needs. One of his favourites is when he’s holding you against a wall (or door, or mirror) and you’ve got your legs wrapped around him. (I had gifs here, but it got flagged, yay.)

 G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

⭬ Everyone knows that he’s basically an overgrown child, so a couple giggles here and there are bound to happen. Jungkook could have you laughing from some stupid joke to cumming with tears streaming down your face is seconds.

Let’s be real, with someone as cute as this, you’re not going to be mad about being goofy during sex

 H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

⭬ The stylists never allow a single hair to be out of place on his beautiful head, so why would the rest of his body be any different? Despite people thinking that waxing is uncomfortable, or straight up painful, he’d much rather feel half an hour of discomfort to make being buried in you just that much better.

 I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

⭬ Despite him thinking that he’s terrible at intimacy, Jungkook can easily turn any situation into a romantic one. He enjoys being able to gaze into your eyes, something that used to make both of shy, and be the one who’s forcing those pretty sounds out of your parted lips. On the rare occasion that you have a bad day, he’ll run you a bath, light a couple candles and just slowly make love to you.

 J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

⭬  With his job requiring him to be so far away from home, and so obviously you as well, he’s kind of forced into the situation. Despite being as hard as a rock with his tip dribbling rivulets of precum, he just cannot find it in himself to get off without at least hearing your voice. On more occasions than you can count, you received a phone call from a breathless Jungkook, his low, sultry voice immediately letting you know what the situation was. You tried to not picture how good he looked when his cock stood to attention, tried not to picture how delectable he looked hovering over you as he repeatedly pounded into you, making you reach places that no one has ever taken you to before, but it was just so hard not to. After hearing his moans and soft curses, you couldn’t help but get turned on yourself, eventually joining him in touching yourself until you both reach your climaxes.

 K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

⭬ God, it would be easier to say what kink he doesn’t have. He enjoys breath play to a certain extent: he would much rather prefer to choke you with his dick rather than his hands though. Many people think that they’ve got a clear read on him: either pegging him as a submissive or a dominant, yet very few people see both sides to him. On the rare occasion, he’d let you have your way with him, allowing you to edge him as many times as he could physically handle, riding him hard, before abruptly pushing yourself off of him and deepthroating him, trying to swallow the torrents of cum pulsing through his red, almost painful looking cock.

 L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

⭬ After a long day of being at the studio or learning their newest choreography, he’d almost moan out aloud when he sees you in nothing but one of his oversized shirts and your tiny thong, cooking dinner for both of you. On many occasions you ended up ordering takeout because he’d bend you over the kitchen island, fucking into you so hard that you forget that there was food on the stove. A few more favourites are the lounge, as well as the shower: the many positions he could put you in seems to be endless in his mind. One place that he really wants to try to fuck you in is the practice room: the thought of rutting into you as he forces you to look at yourself cumming is enough to make him rock hard. It doesn’t help that at any moment, Taehyung or Jimin might walk in, feeding into his dirty little fantasy.

 M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

⭬ One pretty easy way to turn him on his by wearing lingerie: show him, or even hint at the idea, that the only thing covering your pretty pussy is a scrap of lace and he’ll all but rip it off of you. The number of panties that he’s ripped is probably a worrying amount. Another rather innocent way to rile him up is by slipping on some heels: the higher, the better. Of course he’s no misogynist, and he’ll never force you to wear anything, but the fact that your legs just look so amazing in them turns him on to a point where he won’t even be able to take off any of yours or his clothes before fucking you.

 N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

⭬ Jungkook will never judge anyone on their kinks – he gets turned on by thinking about having someone else fuck you, for God’s sake – but one thing he just cannot grasp is extreme age play. He’ll never want to do anything if it involves little space.

 O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

⭬ He would much rather go down on you than you go down on him. The thing is: your oral skills are just too good. When you suck him off, he is for sure going to cum before he can enter your tight, wet cunt, and why wouldn’t he want to bury himself in you? He’d much prefer eating your pussy, making you cum on his tongue, then fucking you into the mattress. Or kitchen island. Anywhere really.

 P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

⭬ There are days when you both have time and energy to take it slow: it’ll start off by a quick, innocent peck, which turns into a full-blown making out session, complete with you grinding and whimpering on his lap. He’ll strip both of you at his own leisurely pace, then slowly make love to you, running his fingers along your skin, making you moan into his ear… The only problem with this is that it’s not very often that you both have the time for this. On more days than not, you’re wrapped up in his fiery embrace, impaled on his cock while he rubs your clit in tight, fast circles. Days like this guarantees that you’re both completely spent after climaxing, barely finding the strength to move after such a rough and fast-paced session.

 Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

⭬ Listen. If you’re going to be dating Jungkook, you’re going to have to be okay with having quickies, all the time. He doesn’t differentiate between quickies and ‘proper sex’, and honestly, neither do you. Despite how movies paint sex to be slow and romantic, it often isn’t like that in real life; I mean, no one has the time for an hour of foreplay. But you need to relieve yourself, so when Jungkook comes to you with his eyes darkened and his pants tented, you all but jump at the opportunity.

 R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

⭬  As I’ve stated before, Jungkook really has a lot of kinks, so there’s very little that he wouldn’t want to at least try. If you want to try bondage, he’s game. If you want to try a sex swing, he wouldn’t even batt an eyelash. If you want to try pegging, he’d get you the, uh, equipment needed. Point is he’ll experiment with everything at least once.

 S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

⭬ So, you know how we’re always comparing him to a bunny? Let’s just say that the analogy is for more than just his looks. With all the cardio and exercise he does, it’s almost a given that he can last a long time. Paired with the horniness of a man his age, sex with him can go on for hours on end. Many a times you have ended up with numb legs and a sore pussy, the results of a horny Jungkook.

 T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

⭬  He loves toys. Yours and Jungkook’s sex life is anything but boring, and he vows it will never be. Between the two of you, you have an assortment of vibrators, cock rings, handcuffs (not the fuzzy kind – real handcuffs), a strap-on or two, and a lot of other things. The toys aren’t just meant for one of you: the vibrators can be used on your clit as well as on his cock or prostate, and the handcuffs are regularly used by him on you, but now and then you itch to restrain him and have your way with him. The only toy that Jungkook uses by himself is his fleshlight, which is exclusively used when he’s on tour.

 U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

⭬ The only way that he’ll ever tease you is by sexting. He’ll text you all the sinful things he wants to do with you: the positions he’s going to fuck you in, the way he’s going to paint your body with his cum… But all his teasing words just get you horny, and wet enough that you’re ready for him to slip into when he finally sees you again. Jungkook could tease you the entire day, enough to have you dripping and soaking your panties, but the moment he sees you, he won’t deprive you (or him) of the delicious feeling of one another.

 V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

⭬ With a voice like his, you’d practically beg him to be as loud as he can, but this flusters him for some reason. Although you continuously reassure him that it turns you on in unimaginable ways, he’d much rather hear your moans and pants. But sometimes he just can’t help himself: not with the way you’re clenching around him, gripping onto him so tightly that he can’t even think straight. (this is what I think he sounds like - USE HEADPHONES)

 W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

⭬ Let’s say that one day, Jungkook either gets the balls to ask you to allow other people in the bedroom, or he drunkenly tells you about his dirty little secret… It ends up with him handcuffed to the bed, his mouth stuffed with Taehyung’s dick and ass stuffed with Jimin’s cock, while you bounce on his dick, a cock ring preventing him from climaxing. Tears streaming down his face, either from choking on Tae’s cock or from the overstimulation and need to cum from your pussy clenching around his dick while Jimin continuously hits his prostate. Taehyung pulls out from his mouth, leaving him gasping for air, instead turning to you and cumming on your clit and Jungkook’s toned stomach, his eyes never leaving Jungkook’s. (God, I’m editing this and why did I do this to myself, now I can’t get this idea out my head, smh)

 X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

⭬ I have nothing to say, except 

s t r o n g  p o w e r, thank you.

 Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

⭬ He’s a man in his early twenties, I’m pretty sure he’s horny 24/7. He gets turned on way too easily; you could just stretch your back and he’s pinning you on the couch, already pulling down your panties and wrapping his lips around your clit. Every day, you wake up with his morning wood pressing into you, signalling just how needy this sweet bunny is.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

⭬  Jungkook typically falls asleep fast, even without expending all that energy to fuck you until you’re screaming, so don’t expect him to stay awake for more than about twenty minutes. After he makes sure that you’re well taken care of, he pulls you to his chest and almost immediately begins snoring.

[psychicdreamfriendoperator]

I feel bad for clogging up your ask box but I really wanna hear more of your headcanons you have😭😭do you have any about hino? Like about how he is, his personality, etc. Paru not developing him more was a crime

Potential Triggers

child exploitation / mention of child exploitation

insomnia / mention of insomnia

.

.

.

Don’t feel bad— including the ask you sent last time, this is only the 4th ever ask I’ve gotten on this blog!

In any case, answering asks is a lot of fun 👉🏾👈🏾

For some of these headcanons, I took several . . . creative liberties — after all, Paru gave us crumbs regarding any Shishigumi member that wasn't Ibuki or Agata :'D

Hopefully this is what you meant! If it wasn't, feel free to resend the ask!

— Psychic

.

.

.

History

“Looks bring jobs.”

That was the message Hino’s mother instilled in her son.

As a sex worker, her appearance was her everything.

Her beauty and charisma allowed her to cherrypick wealthy clients; their dirty money funded her lavish lifestyle.

When she grew older, and when life in the Black Market began to take its toll on her youthful appearance, Hino's mother saw her son with new eyes, and in those eyes, she saw an opportunity.

.

.

“Hino, you're such a pretty little thing.”

Her hands caressed his cheeks, and she pulled the skin there, pulling Hino’s eyes up towards her.

She hummed beneath her breath, a guttural noise. “I've always said that you have my looks and none of your father's, you know.”

“Hah...” Her grip tightened.

Long digits combed through his mane, curling and pulling gently on the smaller hairs. His mother's gaze seemed to wander over his body, and her eyes shone.

“We're going out tomorrow, Hino.”

.

.

Hino was rented out as if he were a party favour.

He was exotic . . . male lions with such handsome colouring were a rare delicacy— he grew up hearing those words.

One day, he didn't return home.

He had been scouted, and then swiftly recruited by leader of the Shishigumi, who recognised that the boy could be useful to the syndicate.

.

.

.

Personality

Hino typically adopts a suave, yet charismatic persona when interacting with clients or animals who are not part of the organisation.

His true personality is more withdrawn and is filled with self-loathing for the childhood and young adulthood he will never be able to get back.

He feels very detached from everything some days, and his insomniac episodes do little to help.

Still, Hino is a loyal member of the Shishigumi.

He considers the inner circle of the syndicate to be the family he never had— even after acknowledging the criminal nature of it all.

.

As horrid as his past was, he still led a reasonably charmed life, and sometimes, his behaviour reflects this.

.

.

Hobbies, Skills

Hino has become the unofficial mane-stylist of the Shishigumi.

He also applies all of his own make-up; both skills are leftovers from his younger days.

Free also convinced Hino to give motorbike riding a try— the latter seems to be a natural at it.

As for hobbies, he prefers activities which require little to no energy, or activities that are repetitive.

Reading, and casual videogames such as Beast Crossing, Harvest Sun and Starmist Ravine are all very popular with him.

Recently though, he's taken up bullet jouranling and watercolouring.

He would love to take up sewing as well but he'd have to find the time for it.

.

.

.

Quirks, Odd Habits

Hino’s voice hardly ever goes above a purr. It's a force of habit, as well as what's most comfortable for him.

Whenever the Shishigumi kill someone, Hino's the one that divides whatever loot they find among the others.

Speaking of looting, he also steals any antiques or similar valuables he finds in a target’s residence.

He's found quite a few good things this way— a mirror, some wine glasses and even an old sewing machine.

He's also a bit of a pillows collector: he has many types, almost all of which are differing shapes, colours and lengths.

Hino has difficulty falling asleep, but once he does, he can sleep just about anywhere.

It isn't uncommon for him to fall asleep on a sofa and end up with half his body on it, and the other half on the floor.

.

.

.

Contrary to popular belief, Hino is not very self-absorbed at all.

Common Misconceptions, Miscellaneous

He has a resting bitch face; he doesn't hide it within the Mansion, but when conducting business, he makes an effort to do so.

He does the bare minimum to keep himself looking “presentable”, and often uses as few products as possible.

Playing up on his natural beauty, and yet not dolling himself up too much is a delicate balance.

Moreover, Hino also doesn't wish to grow dependant on any products— he's seen what that type of dependency can do to a person.

People also tend to assume that Hino is sexually active; he isn't.

His youth really turned him off of sexual relationships, for obvious reasons.

This may come as a surprise, but Hino still keeps in touch with his mother, and even sends money to assist with her living expense.

He does not want any proper relationship with her though, and for the most part, he keeps in contact because he feels obligated to.

As horrible as she was to him, he still considers her to be his mother.

And, by paying for her lifestyle, Hino hopes that it discourages his mother from taking a child off the street and exploiting them as she did to him.

.

.

.

Romance

Hino doesn't give a damn about appearances.

To him, the most pleasant part of a person is their personality, their thoughts, and the way they view the world.

At the same time, he doesn't wish to burden a future partner with his trauma.

It will take him a long time to open up fully about the life he led as a child.

But once Hino has opened up to you, he becomes more outwardly affectionate.

Sex is okay, but being able to hold his partner — or be held by them, is something that the lion absolutely loves.

Patience, understanding and empathy will go a long way.

[7demonhoes]

The brothers ranked from best to worst roommates:

1). Levi:

Honestly? The best roommate. He hardly leaves his room so his mess is usually concentrated there

Still wants to hang out with you, especially if it's related to his videogames

Sometimes you don't see him for days at a time which is both impressive and worrying

You wake up at night sometimes to hear him yelling at whatever videogame he's playing but if you text him and ask him to quiet down he usually will

Occasionally knocks on your door and shyly asks you to talk about his favorite manga/videogame/anime with you, and this boy will talk to you for hoURS

If the wifi is down you have to help him through whatever kind of crisis he has

2). Asmo:

Would be the best roommate if it wasn't for the 0 sleep you get over the weekends from all of the *noises*

you get invites to join him and his "friends" all the time, which is either a good thing (👀) or a bad thing

your closet is his closet. No clothes are safe. Sometimes you wake up to see your closet completely replaced and vaguely remember a drunk and excited Asmo telling you he's your new stylist

you guys always make sure you spend quality time together. Mani/pedi nights, popcorn and terrible rom-com nights, etc

Really good for your self esteem and will Force You to take care of yourself if you're feeling too depressed/anxious to do it yourself

Talks about himself a little too much but hey that’s what ear plugs are for

Showers you in compliments as long as you compliment him back

3). Belphie:

one of the most quiet roommates you could ever have. You're not sure if you've ever seen him awake for a span longer than 20 minutes

Will try to make an effort to hang out with you, but he always falls asleep halfway through, no matter what you're doing

He is always down for some platonic (or non platonic) cuddles

The apartment is such a mess. He never cleans up his messes because he's always too tired. Clothes are strewn everywhere, dishes sit in the sink unwashed, and old mugs litter any open surface.

Belphie always falls asleep in the oddest places/positions, which is almost endearing. You once opened your door to find him sleeping against the wall outside your room, as if he fell asleep while trying to knock on your door

Maybe ignore the yandare personality tho

4). Satan:

He's usually a very quiet roommate, usually reading in a corner of the living room or in the comfort of his own room

Lets you borrow his books all the time but you have to ask first.

If you ever step foot into his room without knocking he will use on or his forbidden books to curse you

Usually very clean, but sometimes you come home to see the entire apartment in shambles. These are the days you want to avoid him because there are more painful things that he could break when he's angry

Mystery movie nights!!!!!

You too play those roleplay games where you work to solve a mystery all the time

Don’t like cats? Too bad. You are never getting cat hair out of your favorite sweater

5). Beel:

-you would love this man so much if he would stop eating all of yoUR FOOD

-like how is he so sweet all the time but the moment he's hungry he tears through the entire apartment looking for a snack?? And he's terrifying??

Like he'll slam your door open with glowing eyes, some ungodly rumbling sound coming from his stomach and just look at it you and say "Food" and you're not sure if he's asking you if you have any or if he's thinking of having you as his next meal (and not in a sexy way)

-Constantly wants to hang out and if he ever thinks he hurt your feelings he would literally explode with sadness

Way too easy to forgive. Is he doing this on purpose?

Literally only ranked this low because of the grocery expenses

6). Mammon

Hey wait a second the *insert anything of some value here* I bought is missing!

Literally have to buy very intensive locks for your room

Nothing of yours of value can be left anywhere in the house. You forget your headphones in the living room? Gone. Your favorite mug in the sink? Poof! Mammon has stolen any object that you may somewhat care about before (and would do it again)

If you can get around the thievery he’s actually loads of fun and you guys hang all the time

Chaotic partners in crime, something about him makes you want to be reckless

Don’t be surprised if you walk in the house and suddenly there’s a bunch of animals running around. Mammon picks them up from the street and brings them inside. He’s taken rabbits, racoons, stray dogs/cats, and birds

I hope you have your rabies shot 

7). Lucifer

If anything doesn’t go his way he throws one of his angry adult temper tantrums. What is the man’s obsession with threatening to hang you from the ceiling anyway??

Everything is spotless and if you leave even a spoon in the sink you are Dead

Lucifer is obsessive about you doing your chores on time but will get super frustrated because “you’re not doing it right” and then do it for you while complaining very loudly

Acts too stuck up to do anything fun with you and then gets grumpy because he’s bored (and unable to admit he’s interested in spending time with you)

You could be minding your own business and he’d come up to you like “Weren’t you aware that you need to brush your teeth using a softer brush?” or some shit

Lucifer’s a good listener, even if he doesn’t want you to know it. You mentioned how you liked a certain bakery once and you open the fridge to find a couple of treats from there with a post-it note with the words “for you” written 

[highwaydiamonds]

Um. Excuse me. You had cancer??

Yeah... I mean I guess I really haven't discussed it much on tumblr. I have a little bit, but only in vague ways, or rarely made veiled references in tags.

SO, get a drink, get a snack, because this is a bit of a saga, and you already know I am longwinded at the best of times. I'm going to do like Vizzini said, and go back to the beginning. I hope you're ok I'm making this public Shells, it seems easier to? And I'll put this behind a cut because I really do wax on ( and on).

It's the end of August 2018 and i appear to have gotten some kind cold/respiratory infection. I'm at work the first day of it and it feels like a cold. No big deal. (Also this is all pre-COVID so no I didn't have COVID). The next day I feel really awful, so I call off work, and figure all I need to do is rest and I'll be ok. Turns out, NOPE. The next day I feel worse- now I can tell I have a bit of a fever, my appetite was basically, " eat one baby carrot and my appetite is exhausted." Finally, I get to the point that I am having trouble lying down - as in I am becoming short of breath when I try to lie flat (sorry if I am using the wrong word - lay/lie was always a grammar issue that eluded me.) So, I decide, ok, i will be sensible girl and go get medical attention. But I am stubborn and feel the ER is overreacting, so I go to urgent care. i park in the front row of urgent car parking, but by the time I reach the intake desk I have to put my head down because I am so winded and a bit lightheaded.

They take one look at me and tell me, point blank, "we're getting a squad for you to take you to the ER." I say, " what? no, I don't need that, this is not that big a deal." They counter, " you could barely walk in the door and you you are having significant trouble breathing. We don't have the ability to see you here." So, for the first time in my life I have to go via ambulance from urgent care to a free standing ER.

I get to the ER - where they decide, OK, lady, you're a mess. Let's get some chest x-rays and we're gonna slap some IV fluids and I can't even recall if they immediately put me on IV antibiotics or not. But after two hours there they informed me, " hey.... So, we think you need to go to the hospital-hospital not the freestanding ER." I tell them well you better hand me my laptop ( I'm that bitch who takes the laptop with her juuuuust in case I am stuck in the hospital. you never know.) Because i am not going to a hospital until I figure out if they're in my health plan. I do so and then for the second time in my life, all in one night because sometimes I am an over achiever i guess, I go via ambulance to the hospital.

They admitted me and over the next few/couple/ hours ( it was hard to tell) I progressively felt worse. I had trouble breathing if I didn't sit absolutely straight up, and at that point I hadn't gotten good sleep for around 60 hours or so. Me being me I started to get teary and panicky, because I was so tired and wasn't sure what to do. I called for the nurse and she came in and then within the next half hour your girl got taken down to the ICU. By the time we arrived down in the ICU I was really getting panicky. My mom died in the ICU ( different hospital but still) and I knew the fact they took me down there was no laughing matter. I started to think about, " ok is this what death is like? this isn't what i thought it was going to be - this is panicky and scary and not all white lights and peace."

The next thing I knew - it was two days later, and I woke up intubated. Did you know that you can be conscious and intubated? I did not. I'll speed things up a bit here. I spent a total of 8 days in the ICU - I had one hell of a case of pneumonia, and there were a couple of other diagnoses thrown in ( nope, not cancer. promise, we will get there.) . The nurses I had were AMAZING. I was intubated for about 6 of those 8 days. Then I got weaned off of it. Funniest moment on the ventilator: Physical therapist comes around and says, " Hey let's get you up and walking, you think you can?" I nodded and shrugged my shoulders to try and communicate, " sure, ok!" It went totally fine, but there were nursing students, residents, other doctors and who knows who else looking out of rooms and over desks at the two of us just y'know... *walking down the hall*. I gestured to the people because it was just flipping weird. I had an audience at the exact time NOBODY wants an audience and it confused the hell out of me. PT advised me, " there aren't too many times ventilated patients are ambulatory. You're a bit of a curiosity so people want to see."

Once I got out of the ICU and was put back on a regular floor, I got to meet with other doctors re those other diagnoses I mentioned ( chronic things I just have to manage) I also mentioned that it had been a really long time since I had been to a GYN and as had been noted in the ICU I spotted quite frequently ( I have never, ever in my life been regular period-wise and it just got weirder over time, but I just didn't really consider it. So I asked while they were setting me up with new practitioners ( my previous doctor had retired) too please set me top with a gynecologist.

So I'm out of the hospital by September 10th, 2018. The gyro appointment occurs i want to say by mid- to late September. I go in and meet her and she's lovely. While I'm up on the table she says, " hey let's do all the things and get a uterine biopsy!" I say, " excellent, do the things!" We agree it's likely going to be nothing but hey we're smart people and we will play it safe. Huzzah Gyno visit accomplished! (if I were a gamer I'd make some kind of ladybits achievement unlocked now, but I'm not a gamer.)

Two or so weeks go by - or however long it takes to get those test results back (some of these spans are lost in the mists of time). Dr Boyle calls me and apologizes that the test results that she was sure would be nothing... they are not nothing. Turns out, it's endometrial cancer.

At that point you could have knocked me over with a feather. Shells, I wanted my mom to be there so badly, I can't even express it. She would have understood how I felt - she'd been there with her breast cancer. But at the same time, I was glad she wasn't there? I remember how heartsick my mom was to tell Grandmommy when Mom got cancer. I didn't want my mom to have to hear that news, to worry about that. Dr Boyle advised me that she would be referring me to a good oncologist and i should hear from them in a week or two.

Thus began MRIS and PET scans and ultrasounds, and blood work etc. The oncologist diagnosed that he figured I might be stage three, but it depended on my lymph involvement. It brought back memories of when Mom was diagnosed and when she told me she was stage three. I asked my Dad later, "what does that mean?" He told me, " there are only four stages, so what do you think?" This time around I knew what it meant. So, we put me down for surgery November 9th, 2018. That's two days before my birthday - so I joked that I was getting my cancer out for my birthday - hooray! My best friend actually flew in from texas for my surgery ( my best friend is a SAINT, and I love her more than pearls and rubies.)

Best surgery story from this experience: For my total hysterectomy (uterus and ovaries go sayonara and then also two signal lymph nodes in the chain of nodes on either side of the pelvis to se if there is any lymph complication.) I had to be tilted back - so with my head down to move as many organs away from the uterus etc during the laparoscopic procedure. I knew this going in, However, when I woke up back in my hospital room I looked at Bestie and said, " I hurt in places I didn't expect to hurt. Oh wait. My shoulders hurt because they're not used to being weight bearing, but the procedure was laproscopic - so why the heck does my vagina hurt?" Bestie in one of her best moments ever says, " I know why." I replied, " wait, YOU know why MY vagina hurts?!" She said, " yep. So your surgery was supposed to take 3-3.5 hours ended up taking 5 hours instead. Your uterus was really big. The oncologist told us they need up having to cut it in half to pull it out of you." bestie admitted she joked with the oncologist that it was like I had just birthed a baby, he looked back at her (NOT laughing) and said, " yes, that's basically what she did." I laughed so much at that ( i mean i was also well medicated, but still) I told Bestie, " I had a Uterus! Let's call it George!" ( In retrospect I am disappointed in myself that I misgendered my own uterus, I should have called it Georgina.)

So, after healing from the surgery, by about January of 2019 I started two courses (each with a few rounds) of chemo. First came what the doctors and I called "low-pro" chemo - that we did along with radiation. Honestly, though i was making a heck of a lot more bathroom trips, you wouldn't have generally known I was sick. Most of my coworkers had no idea. I just was a bit more tired than usual. After the low pro rounds - then we moved to the bigger guns. Radiation was done but I moved to more significant chemo drugs, This wasn't because things were bad - this was the plan all along :) But I knew the "high-pro" chemo was going to make me lose my hair. THAT was a psychic struggle. I cried so much knowing that was going to happen. I got hats and caps and I even got a very nice wig. I mean, I planned as much as a girl can plan when she hears that news. I even preemptively cut my long hair. It was about half way down my back at that point. So I went in and asked the stylist please braid it and put it in between two hair ties - and then cut it - so i could keep my braid. I couldn't do locks of love anyway as it was colored, and I know it's selfish, but I wanted my hair. So, the hair went from half down my back to a face framing bob. then I just waited. And then in a few weeks it happened. I could put my hands through my hair and easily, painlessly pull it out. I am not a cute bald girl. That's when people KNOW you have something going on.

I was very lucky though, there ended up NOT being lymph involvement, and even the high pro chemo didn't make me nauseous or lose appetite. I did have HORRIBLE bone pain usually the first week after chemo ( i'd get it every three weeks). I learned a hell of a lot from that. I also was able to get some meds to help alleviate it a bit, and I took time from work when the pain was at its worst. But I have never experienced pain like that - where no matter what I did - no position changes helped. Even ice packs or heat pads didn't help or do much. It was just a waiting game, a painful waiting game. Oh also - I learned that IV benadryl is nothing like oral benadryl. IV benadryl is like walking right into a brick wall made of sleep. That stuff knocked me the hell out right quick - amazing.

Right before COVID started and the world shut down I got the flu because my immune system was in the toilet- and so I spent another week in the hospital and except for the bone pain that comes with chemo, you know what is worse than chemo injections? POTASSIUM injections. Among other things, my potassium levels were low and so I got those injections with other meds. Those suckers HURT. they BURN, and so i spent a week in the hospital only to eventually come out and find out the world was starting to shut down from COVID. Not my job at that point, but my oncologist told me, " GO HOME - YOU KNOW YOU ARE IMMUNO COMPROMISED - DON'T STAY AT WORK." So, I went home until about a month after I finished chemo.

Since finishing chemo it's been about scans, which have gone ok so far... I'm not willing to talk about the R word. I just think I'll have to be careful the rest of my life - My mom always said, "once you've gotten cancer, you always have cancer." So, maybe it's the anxiety talking, but it's kind of like waiting for the other cancer shoe to drop. In the mean time though, it's business as usual - try to find good stuff in the midst of the hot mess. Cancer has been a crisis but not a reason to lose my sense of humor. I've needed it more than ever :)

So, sorry for the SERIOUSLY LONG ASS answer, but sometimes it's just better to lay it bare. I'm not ashamed of this stuff. It's been a lot. It's been a journey... It still is... it's part of the rest of my journey, which i hope isn't over by a long shot yet. I don't believe things happen for reasons - the world is WAY too absurd for that in my opinion, BUT good gravy have i been able to learn so much from this whole three ring circus. I'm not grateful for cancer, but I am grateful for the lessons.

Thanks for checking in, Shells. You're a complete sweetheart.

[thenotetoselfpod-hq]

“The answer is yes if you were wondering if y’all were spoiled. Whew, Chile. Don’t ask me for NOTHIN’ else.” Zion chuckled sweetly as she dramatically cleared her throat. “Lets get into it. Welcome back to another episode of the Note to Self podcast where we talk all things self care of the body, spirit, mind, work ethic, sprinkled in with a whole lot of motivation to carry us into a new day. I am your host Zion Taylor and with me in my makeshift studio is my lil baby who listens to all of my problems, my boss friend THEEEEE Brilliant O’neal.” Zion air claps as she smiles over at Brilliant. “How are you on this lovely day, mama?”

“Hey, hey, hey! I’m so excited to speak to the note to self listeners all over, it’s been fun listening in and making my own input here and there but wheww being here feels so rewarding.” She said warmly before playfully exhaling. “I’m doing good, managing like I usually do but good nonetheless. How are you?! What jewels do you plan on dropping for the people today?”

“I’m probably doin’ a little less good than you since you’re managing but girl .. I cannot complain at all. So thankful to have you here for this episode and to just catch up. We’ll get into the tea of it all a little later. We start every episode with a brief recap and I wanted to thank everyone, again, for all of the love. I hope you all were inspired to really keep killing shit in the industry that you’re in and watch the doors open up for you. Last weeks top listeners were the beauty that is known as @royalnike who spoke about her Black Owned Mechanic business and the short term goals that she has for herself in that business. Of course you, Mrs. Brilli Dis, founder and owner of The Glamour Parlor, and the beautiful @syxrai, who I’m obsessed with on IG by the way, but who also is a film producer ALL shared your short term goals which inspired me tremendously. If you missed out on that go give it a listen and drop your own goals in the comment section.

Music is the only thing that gets me through my week sometimes. This week is on you because Channing is still pressed about Good Days so that shit rings in my head every day because of her.” Zion laughed, “What have you been listening to this week? Any new music you wanna share? Put us on.

Brilliant cracked up in laughter at the mention of Channing. “That baby got taste, because that’s my jam! But this week I’ve been on my Gangsta Brilli, I’ve been playing A Gangsta’s Pain by MoneyBagg on repeat. I think his track with Jhené is the perfect vibe, so if y’all need something to vibe to, with a nice little glass of wine, One of Dem Nights, but the whole album bops.”

“Okaaaay. Now see I haven’t always been a MoneyBaggYo fan up until his songs started getting airtime on the radio. I’ma definitely have to give that a listen once Channing is done boppin’ to her fave.

And that brings us right into the TEA for the day. I’ve known Brilliant for several years now and I feel like I’ve only known her as this amazing business women, wife and mother. We both know how crazy it can be going from Hashtag Living Single to Mommy Duties real quick once you’re married and have wifely duties, etc. How long did you know your Husband before you two decided to make it official AND tie the knot? Was marrying young something that you were open to or did it not matter? What’s that young love story you can’t wait to share with your kids?” Zion smiled as she looked over at Brilliant.

“So I always tell people that me and my husband’s love story is literally crazy, and I don’t think it could’ve happened any other way. Because were short on time, for the real how we met tea, watch our YouTube video! But..I think we dated for about a year before I got pregnant and just because of the type of man he is and how in love we were, and how happy we were when our son Justice was born, we got married when he was about 3 months. I honestly didn’t see myself marrying that young or having children..and my life did a whole 180. I just thought damn I’ll probably hate it here but when you have that person to make those defining moments with..it was a breeze and I found myself being happier with my little family than when I ran the streets. I don’t think marrying young is for everyone but when you make the right decision..man the moments you’ll create..priceless. Still a hot girl though, don’t get that twisted.” She said with a playful laugh.

“EXACTLYYY. I have to remind Lex all the time when he sees me playing dress up in my boots and coochie cutters that mama BEEN a stallion, okay?! Hot Girl Summer me, please!” She laughed, “No but seriously the feeeeels. I’m obsessed with the love you two have for each other. It’s infectious. But I’m sure it hasn’t always been cupcakes and rainbows, right. Y’all, shit gets real after the wedding and the vows and even after that honeymoon phase. I know for me and Carmelo, I’m more of the opinionated one and I really had to learn to step down and let my man LEAD our home. We were pregnant before the wedding ... liiike ya girl had her dress taken OUT 4 times before I was satisfied with how my hips looked in it.” She chuckled, “You said something so special, when you have that person to make memories with you will DEFINITELY not want to live a single day without them and expanding that love into children only makes it better. Melo was trying to get me pregnant BEFORE he proposed to me and I wasn’t having it because at the time I was dealing with fertility issues and having a baby seemed damn near impossible. I always say that he spoke the life of our son, Lexington, into existence because I didn’t think that I could physically carry.” She stated, smiling again at the thought.

“I remember you alls last video where you announced the pregnancy of my other child, Jewel” She chuckled, “Um, what was the experience like for you? Having to go through all that you did for the blessing that is currently your literal shadow. She looks like her Daddy but has your everything else. What was that like?”

“That’s your child for sure.” She said with a laugh. “It was actually on the difficult side, she’s my rainbow baby. I suffered a miscarriage and some issues with fertility so I actually got pregnant with Jewel through IVF. I adore her, it’s scary having a mini version of myself. Someone who’s with all my hair, makeup and nail antics because my son Justice is not with it at all! He won’t even let me take his picture half the time.” She laughed momentarily. “I know it’s the same way with you and my baby Channing”

“I can imagine it being extremely difficult. When God’s mind is made up we can only pray that He’s included us in His plans and when he made Channing? He definitely had me in mind.” She laughed. “I still don’t know how we got so lucky but I don’t question anything. She’s obsessed with all of my clothes and hair and everything in between.”

“The last thing I wanted to talk to you about is what’s been going on in the media with Porsha, Falynn, and the Husband who I don’t even know his name yet. So Porsha Williams brought onto the Real Housewives of Atlanta show her friend Falynn a few years ago. Maybe like two seasons ago. This is someone who was also featured on this last season of the RHOA show that was filmed in 2020. Apparently the two are no longer friends and Porsha is now ENGAGED to Falynns’ Husband because they haven’t even gotten a divorce yet. I wan’t to know your thoughts on the whole situation. What type of friendship dynamic do you think they had for Porsha to be comfortable MARRYING this man?”

“Engaged. To. A. Former. Friend’s. Husband.” She said slowly before letting out a low sigh. “Now, the first mistake she made was being engaged or dating a man who is still married. I don’t care what the circumstances are, he is legally married! It is literally code and decency not to date or marry after your friends. If y’all are friends or have ever called each other friends, that’s just unacceptable. I would beat the breaks off anyone I called a friend for going after my husband if we ever were to divorce. That’s just grimy and I don’t think Falynn is mad enough. I do know though, one of my followers who is a hair stylist said how she married one of her old client’s ex husband and child’s father. Do you think that’s acceptable? Say I did a woman’s hair for years and nothing besides that and I went on to date her ex?”

“Absolutely not. Unacceptable and I’m the type of crazy that belongs in jail so you already know how that’s gone gooo. It’ll forever be up until they give me life.” Zion laughed and shook her head, “Period. Porsha is most definitey a fucked up individual but I would LOVE to hear y’alls thoughts on the matter so leave alll comments in the comment section below.” 

“Thank you all so much for listening to me and Brilliant catch up. Brilliant please tell my listeners where they can follow you and how they can support The Glamour Parlour. Alsooo, when’s the next brunch or giveaway?”

“It has been sooo fun talking with you! I’m glad I got the opportunity to talk with to boss friend Zion! I get this question a lot..so often.” She let out a low laugh. “All I’ll say is to stay tuned, we’ll be turning up soon and the giveaways won’t stop!”

“Ayyyy so there it is people, the beautiful Brilliant O’neal. Be sure to check her out across all social media platforms at @brillixdis​ and I’ll talk to you in the next episode. Byyyyyyyye.”

[marveloussupernerd]

Wedding Gifts - Jumin Han

Y’all I’m so sorry this isn’t gender neutral :( but I planned this out and it’s very specifically fem MC I’m sorry if that’s a disappointment! If it is, send a request my way and I’ll work something up for you :)

Summary: On the day of your wedding, Jumin finds out you don’t have a something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue.

The day had finally come. Admittedly, you hadn’t been dating for that long before you and Jumin got engaged, nor did you spend too long in your state of engangement; Jumin was eager to get married to you, and the same went for you.

He wanted you to feel like a princess. The custom wedding dress from a prominent fashion designer, the hair and makeup team, somebody in to do your nails, Jaehee getting paid three times her hourly wage to help out with the big day (in addition to her being a bridesmaid) he had everything in check.

Once your hair and makeup was done, you heard a knock at the door. You sent your maid of honor over to make sure it wasn’t Jumin, and in sauntered Zen, a bouquet of flowers in his hand. “Happy wedding day!” He cheered. You stood up from your spot to pull him in for a hug. He set the bouquet down very gently. “You look stunning. Maybe you can make silver spoon speechless for once.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. Although Zen and Jumin were closer now, that didn’t stop Zen from constantly poking fun at your fiancée. “You wanna see the dress?” You asked, leading him toward the door where it hung from.

His jaw dropped. “It’s really nice. I mean, I’m not surprised he’d get the best of the best for you but... wow, it’s really nice.” He brushed his hair off his shoulder. “You’re gonna look great. Everything’s gonna go perfectly.”

“I hope so,” you muttered, eyeing the dark clouds out the window. You surely hoped it wouldn’t rain, as your ceremony was outside.

“Hey, where’s your something blue?”

“My what?” You asked, turning to face Zen.

“You know... something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. It’s like the foundation of the bride’s outfit.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s just a superstition,” you huffed. You hadn’t even thought of that, but it was nothing to stress yourself out about. Today would be perfect.

He laughed. “I’m sure you’re right. Say, you’ve got his present you wanted me to deliver?” He asked, holding out a hand. Right, that was why you called him here in the first place. You had gotten Jumin a pair of socks (in case he got cold feet) and wrote him a cute little note. You were certain he was nervous, and something from you would definitely help. You grabbed the white box and handed it to Zen.

“Tell him I can’t wait to see him,” you added, a cheeky grin on your face. You were counting down the minutes until you could get married. Unfortunately, you still had a little over an hour, but it was getting pretty close.

“I will. You keep getting ready. You’re gonna look great,” he smiled, giving you a reassuring wink before heading out.

You hadn’t meant to have gotten ready this quickly. Fortunately, Jumin had sent in a pianist to play some music for you and your bridesmaids to pass the time. You let your eyes close, sipping on your glass of water (no drinking yet, you wanted to remember every second of the night), and allowing the anxiety to wash past you.

Another knock. “Special delivery!” Zen called, entering the room with a canvas bag. He plopped it in front of you with a sideways grin. “I shouldn’t be surprised. He got these for you, wants you to open them before you go out there.”

“Zen! You only have twenty minutes. You better start getting ready,” you exclaimed, eyeing his jeans and baggy t-shirt. Upon this realization, his eyes widened and he fled the scene.

You had to get into your dress pretty soon, but you’d open the gift first. A letter on top.

My love,

I’ve heard from Zen that you forgot to get your “something old, something new,” etc. Truth be told I didn’t know it was a tradition until about an hour ago. Of course, it is just a superstition, but I want to ensure absolutely nothing could go wrong today. So, I’ve collected some items for you. I hope you enjoy them.

Your soon to be husband,

Jumin Han

You let out a laugh. You couldn’t help it. It was no surprise Jumin would worry about something like this. There were four boxes. You picked one at random, excited to see what he had picked out for you. You were surprised to see only a letter in the box.

Something new: your wedding dress, custom made for you and I’s wedding.

Simple enough, and a valid choice. He had spent how much money on that dress? He told you not to think about the number so you stopped yourself. Anyways, that would be your something new.

The next box you opened had a letter and underneath, a pair of sapphire drop earrings that looked vaguely familiar.

Something blue: a pair of sapphire earrings. I had Assistant Kant find out what earrings you had planned to wear today and get the same style but with a sapphire. I hope you do not mind the change. I tried to keep it as close to your original plan as possible.

He was so over the top and extra. Nothing surprised you anymore. Points to Jaehee for figuring out what earrings they were and somehow acquiring a sapphire version in less than an hour. She’s superhuman, you’re convinced.

Next present! This one also only had a letter in it.

Something old: your grandmother’s ring. I recall when we attended the first RFA party together, you told me about your grandmother’s engagement ring and how you wear it to every special event so that she can be there with you. I’m certain you’ll be wearing it today and she will be watching over us.

You couldn’t help but feel your eyes water. You had so wanted for her to meet Jumin. It had been years and years since she passed, but she had been tour best friend: nobody could replace her. You vowed to take her ring to all your events so that a part of her would be with you. It made you feel special and comforted. You looked down at your right hand, the ring on your middle finger and smiled. He was right, as always. He truly did know everything about you.

You took a glance at the final box, giving it a light shake and hearing something rattle. You opened it to find a letter and... what was that?

Something borrowed: My Love, I struggled with this one. Believe it or not, Assistant Kang did not have any appropriate accessories for a bride to donate to the cause. Zen offered to give you his belt, but how would that have helped? It was quite a frustrating turn of events. Finally, V noticed that we could use Yoosung’s hair clips. Hopefully they can be incorporated into your updo (as Zen claims you have) to help keep it secure. Unfortunately, Yoosung’s hair will be out of place, but to promise order and love in our relationship for the rest of time, he was willing to make such a sacrifice.

You giggled, imagining Yoosung in his suit with his hair all in front of his face. You considered sliding the pins into your hair on your own, but decided against it when you realized how quickly you could ruin the style. The hair stylist incorporated them so that they peaked out but did not stand out. It was perfect. Your next step was getting into the dress. The way it flattered your body perfectly, flowing at the exact right length (Jumin had all your measurements memorized at this point, so custom ordering was simple), it was stunning. You put in your earrings and looked over your reflection in the mirror.

One more ring would change it all. A simple, single wedding band would change you from yourself, a typical person living the average life, to the spouse of a millionaire, director of a large company. To the parent of a cat, the parent to kids someday, to somebody’s other half. And you couldn’t wait.

[hoe-for-yukhei]

Clean Freak Idol BF taeyong — Soloist [fem] reader

Everybody knows the tea between 10th floor and 5th floor.

Then there's Taeyong.

"We are here because we want to talk about the most awaited collaboration of the most iconic ship in the kpop industry, before we talk about your new mini album 'NO HISTORY' let me ask you guys a question first. The whole world knew you two used to date, isn't it awkward to work with each other?"

Man, what is this girl saying?

Taeyong and I stared at each other and laughed.

"Hahahahaha what are you guys laughing about? hahahaha"

The audacity to ask us.

Before inviting guests into your show, please dig some information about them.

"No hahaha sorry it's just so funny. Such a ridiculous question."

Taeyong stopped you for saying anything blunt, you have this image that you're straightforward and blunt, and to others they see it as rude.

You're not doing it for clout or to be savage wannabe, that's just who you are.

"No, we didn't broke up, we just lived apart. We moved out of our dorms and shared an apartment. But we didn't take it well so we moved back in."

Really taeyong? We didn't BROKE UP? interesting..

"Why? What didn't work out for the two of you?"

Oh let me tell you the story.

"Taeyong what are you doing? Stop covering your face! smile!"

"Eh-Andwae! I just woke up!"

What is he talking about?

Bare faced Taeyong is art.

Everyone who gets to see him fresh out of bed is so blessed, this would add 10,000,000+ on your lifespan.

"Oppa you stopped eating, Isn't the dish good?"

"Yes it's good! You should try that side dish too! I was just thinking about something."

Here we go again.

Taeyong is zoning out lately, I thought he's worrying about the NCT comeback, yearbook and all but turns out he isn't.

"What is it? Tell me hmm?"

"I was thinking, since we're already dating for 5 years why won't we live together already? I mean we're already in the right age and all."

Hmm I haven't thought about that.

"Why? Aren't you happy here with the members? And besides you have the whole room to yourself it's just like having your own house. Why need one?"

"Of course I'm happy. We grew up together and I treat them as biological brothers.. it's not about them. I want to start a life with you.. but if you don't want to then fine with me.."

"What do you mean I don't want to? I would love to move in with you. But heads up honey I'm a living mess. It will drive you nuts clean freak."

Everyone knows he's a clean freak. Aesthetic, spotless, and organized. He can't stand dirt. He's the type of guy who always bathe unlike jungwoo, the guy who would always wear gloves when handling food and dishes unlike jaehyun and yuta who uhh never you know what,he has sheets on his bed (and it's white as fuck no creases and lints jaehyun has been slapped hard),the guy who gets cranky when his clothes are not handled right so he ends up doing laundry everyday, he's also the guy who praises febreeze. Febreeze is his life,addiction,religion and many more.

Yes he loves febreeze more than me.

2 years went by like a bliss. Everything's good.

Actually too good.

We spent happy days together loving each other more as time passes by until he can't take it all anymore.

He knelt to the ground and pulled a ring and said 

"Marry me y/n."

"T-taeyong.."

"I know I know.. but please hear me out. y/n we spent 7 years together full of love,laughs,and cries. I know you're finally going to have your debut next week and can't be seen in a relationship for like 2 years, but I can't take it anymore I don't want to lose you..this industry is fucked up y/n.Just please promise me you'll hold on to me.. to us.."

"Of course. You're my rod in this dark world without you I'll be lost. I'll forever hold on you. But you sure this isn't an engagement ring?"

"*sighs; you know it's not. I really want to but I already know the answer after I proposed for you like 3 times already. You're not yet ready.. but I'll wait."

"I'm sorry taeyong–"

"No don't say sorry I understand"

You were both in the right age but still young to marry.. and both of your careers are not helping.

NCT PROJECT again. You're happy for Taeyong, he really likes it whenever the whole 23 of them perform together.

But also pitied him.

"What is wrong with you two?! I expected better than this. You better composed some good ones or I'll give back the job to  composers."

"No sir, I really want to participate again in composing I can give you a better one—"

"Then do it. I want it done by next week. I only let you boys play composer and lyricist again because the crowd wants to. You get me Johnny? Taeyong?"

It's the 6th time this week. You always pass by the room because it's in the same way of the recording studio. He was getting yelled at again.

And again.

And again. 

Taeyong's been stressed for the whole 2months. Johnny and he were told they could participate in producing the album.

At last they can express themselves.

Johnny really wants to write songs but never given the opportunity to. So Johnny and he are working hard. Knowing SM they're controlling as ever this means it's a one and only lifetime opportunity. 

His dog died. His best friend and buddy.

The warm condolences of his fans comforted him. He's thankful to have them.

Y/n's first ever single is coming out. You have been pretty busy too. Recordings, photoshoots,MV filming etc. And SM and fans are breathing down your neck everytime you move.

Some anti spread fake rumors about you. Usually you'll ignore it but right now is different. Being new to this industry brought pressure to you and you don't know what to do but just cry..

You saw a cat. You always love cats, they calm you down. It gives comfort to you. You decided to bring it home to your shared space with taeyong.

You did him a favor and put a little spice in his composition then while drinking your hot chocolate you were called by your mother leaving the cat,the chocolate and the house you hurried to the hospital.

Stressed ate taeyong. He's frustrated at the moment he wants to shout and cry his heart out.

The 8th song they made just got rejected. again.

It's the last draw and they can't participate in writing on the album anymore. Mark, xiaojun and taeil got injured while practicing,the new choreographer is a dick. A stubborn stylist doesn't follow anyone's instruction causing jaehyun to be called out because of his hair and the management wants them to do nothing. Some anti is making fun of his dog's death and a sasaeng is following him right now.

The house is where he rests,it's his favorite place .

But now it isn't.

The house is a fucking mess.

Dishes on sink

Furs on sofas and floor

Chocolate drink spilled on the carpeted floor of his work space.

The computer is on

Somebody touched his music

The air smelled like a stray dog or cat

Shits on his pile of clothes and a cat is napping on the end of the bed.

Lee. Taeyong. Mad.

He's angry asf.

"Oh hey taeyong you are home?? How was your da-"

"What is that?"

"A cat?"

"and that?"

"My drink.."

"That?"

"Dishe–okay what is your point?"

"Nothing.  Just you being a pig."

"Wh-what?.."

"You're disgusting. Be ashamed of yourself y/n can't believe a woman doesn't know how to take care of a house."

"What's wrong with you?! That's so sexist!"

"What's wrong with me?! Your stupid new cat shitted on my clothes! The house is shit! Everything's shit! Even you! You messed up my song!"

"Taeyong calm down there was an emergency and about your song i-"

"shut up y/n! I'm tired! The last thing I want to see is a dumpsite! I have to keep up shits at work and I have to keep up with your everyday shits too?! I'm so sick! It looks like the house isn't the only one that needs cleaning. My life too.. I can't believe I put up with a garab6e like you. You should've been taken out a long time ago—"

"The only shit here is you."

You took your new cat and went.

Your grandmother died. That's the emergency.

It's heartbreaking and with taeyong earlier the last hanging piece of your heart shattered completely.

You went back to your own place, you ask hae-un a friend of yours who's a model under the same entertainment to get all your stuff in your house. 

She came back with seong-hyun his boyfriend carrying boxes and bags.

"Y/n.. take a break..I'm here for you."

"He wants to talk to you y/n. he said he was—"

"SEONG-HYUN!STOP!"

"okay.. I understand. Everything will be fine y/n hae-un and I will never leave you. We'll get through this together just like the old days.."

"Thank-you.."

Hae-un take care of your things at work. You decided to wake up from the slump and change labels,made depression your motivation, you skyrocketed. Soon after many articles about you were made.

“솔로이스트 Y/N L/N은 왜 SM 엔터테인먼트를 떠났을까?”

(Why did Soloist Y/N L/N leave SM entertainment?)

"할머니의 갑작스러운 죽음으로 솔로이스트 Y/N이 망했다. '나는 망연자실했다. 어떻게 해야 할지..' "

(Soloist Y/N went hiatus due to Grandmother's sudden death

"I was devastated. I don't know to do..")

"솔로 퀸 Y/N L/N 7년 동안 NCT 이태용과 데이트 했었다고?!"

(SOLO QUEEN Y/N L/N USED TO DATE NCT LEE TAEYONG FOR 7 YEARS?!)

"엘, 채널, 헤르메스 뉴 앰배서더, 모델 Y/N L/N. 그녀가 어떻게 도망가는지 지켜봐."

(ELLE, Channel, Hermes New ambassador and model Y/N L/N. Watch how she rules the runway)

P-NATION의 솔로퀸 Y/N L/N이 NCT 김도영, 루카스 웡과 함께 메디컬 로맨스 드라마 '더 터치 오브 유어'로 데뷔한다.

(P-NATION's Solo Queen Y/N L/N, will debut as an Actress in a Medical romance Kdrama "The touch of you" with NCT Kim Doyoung and Lucas Wong)

You have so many projects going on. Actually you were not ready for this. At SM you’re only an underrated singer who mostly writes others songs instead of doing yours. What can you do? It’s the higher ups orders.

Haeun recommended PNATION this is where you really felt like you’re an artist and family rather. Of Course you love your sunbaes and colleagues. It's just that SM restricts everyone and they try to shape them into KPOP robots that everyone will buy. 

You love all of your projects well..except one.

"P-NATION의 솔로퀸 Y/N L/N이 전 남자친구 NCT 이태용과 함께 새 미니 앨범 'NO History'를 발매한다!"

(P-NATION's Solo Queen Y/N L/N will release her new album "NO HISTORY" with ex-boyfriend NCT Lee Taeyong!)

Oh great…

You haven't 

Communicated with Taeyong since you left the house.

You actually avoided him.

Taeyong would straight up walk to you when on stage such as Music Bank, Inkigayo, Mama etc. But you always find a way to avoid the guy.

The fans ship you guys after finding out your 7year relationship with him. You were chill with it but you always reminded your fans that you're not together anymore theyy should snap back to reality.

Y/N doesn't like the reality now.

His ex boyfriend is in front of him doing arrangements eating Sweet Potato cubes from Starbucks and guess what.

He's formal and silent asf.

Like you guys didn't date and almost got married.

There were 5 songs in the Mini Album

Ethereal

Seoulite

Letters on the floor

Sunset 

DOUCHEBAG

The title track is Ethereal. You have to dance to that sexy love hoe song. Produced and composed by yours truly.

You just sat on your swivel chair discussing with the other producer while Taeyong wrinkles his forehead seeing the album content.

Track 6. "DOUCHEBAG"

Who The fuck would name their song douchebag?

Taeyong is confused but at the same time a little hope and warm blooms at his heart. Thinking DOUCHEBAG is all about him. Little did he know it's a diss track about MNET.

Don't worry taeyong douchebag may not be about you but most of the songs are.

He's keeping his distance letting you adjust to him..but that doesn't look like it to Y/N.

The audacity of this guy to ignore me. Bitch.

It's noon and you haven't eaten breakfast yet. Taeyong comes to your side to invite you to lunch until he is cut off by a high pitch squeal of yours.

" y/n ssi—"

"DOIEEEEEEEEEEEEE~"

"Hahahahahah calm down, you miss me that much?"

"YEAH!"

It's Doyoung.

He knows you have a few modeling projects with doyoung and an ongoing drama but he didn't know you two were this close.

You smooch your face on doyoung's face and smile brightly at him.

Ah he hates it.

"Hahahahahah enough y/n I'm here for hyung. Hyung do you want to go grab lunch?"

"Ani. Doyoung-ah i’m not hungry. Comeback next time."

"I'll come with you oppa."

“YAH!”

Taeyong stood up.

Oppa was the last straw for him. You don’t call anyone oppa.

Let alone smooch your face to someone’s chest.

You’re that brat girl who only warms up at him. 

Only him.

Doyoung and Y/N were surprised by Taeyong’s sudden actions.

Why is he angry? Did you guys do something wrong?

“Taeyong-ssi, gwaenchana? Is there something wrong?”

Taeyong suddenly realized what he did. So foolish of him. Now he looks like an ex-boyfriend who’s jealous of his ex’s friend.

He isn’t like that. He just wants closure with you.

We’ll look into that later.

“‘Y-YAH! What are you guys doing there? I thought we were going to eat?’ that’s what i’m trying to say.”

“Ahhhh~”

You and Doyoung just nodded, you thought you guys did something wrong to upset him hahaha.

Taeyong is literally speaking in small fonts as he says his excuse. As stupid as it sounds. You two believed him. Thank god phew.

You survived your 1 month with Taeyong. And for guys who dated for 7 years you two were awkward as fuck. It’s like the first time all over again. Calling each other with Honorifics and bowing whenever you two meet at the hallways, Just keeping it civil. But you gotta admit it to yourself, you start to warm up again to Taeyong these past few weeks. Dyed his hair black, and has that boyfriend material aura again.

YOU ARE A HUGE SIMP Y/N L/N.

Taeyong is planning something to win you back . He just woke up and realized ‘What if I show her again why she fell for me in the first place?’

He’s doing simple things to get close to you again. Your heart beats fast whenever he comes close.

“Jduigywfwygf Lee Taeyong i swear to god you-”

“I am what?

“You Scared me! Stop doing that! Why are you even here? I won’t record today. I'm going to learn the choreo.”

“Me too.”

“What?”

“What?”

Our Choreographer came and hell he was teaching us some sexy ass moves. I didn’t even know Taeyong was supposed to dance with me too. I suddenly have  flashbacks to Hyuna unnie and E’dawn sunbae’s Cage Dance Performance.

“One, Two, Step, Three, Step, Four”

“Y/N what are you doing? You missed the step.”

“I did?”

“Yes, It’s the 5th time already. Taeyong teach her. I’m going to take a break”

Y/N is very tense. He felt it. Especially whenever you two grind and to that one part where you kneel in front of him.

“You’re stiff and tense right now. How about you take a break?”

“Omg! Finally!”

“You left your body while we're dancing. Something wrong?”

“Nah I just feel Awkward and all. Knowing our history and everything.”

“Why would you?”

“It’s just you know uhmm.. I don’t know how to explain but you get what I mean.”

“Then Let’s be friends again! So it wouldn’t be awkward.”

He’s just waiting for you to open the topic. That’s all it takes to get Taeyong creep back to your heart. You don’t know if befriending your ex is good or what but it’s nice to have him back. It’s like normal. The teasings, hugs, and laughter are back. It’s like when you two were still together minus the label of course.

Since you two were close again why not invite him to your shoot? Besides Doyoung and Winwin are there.

Taeyong internally passed out when you invited him. He’s so happy for you. The dream of you being an actor never left his mind. Now he gets to see it with front-viewed seats, until that scene comes up.

Myeorin’s starts to tear up. He run after Haju and  hugged him behind. “H-haju you don’t have to..” 

The man just kept a blank face but you can see he’s having a hard time letting go.

“Go. I want you to be happy. You love him Myeorin”

“H-haju no! I love you!”

“You know you don’t. You're just stuck in our past memories.”

Haju breaks free from Myeorin’s hug, he cups her face and their foreheads touch each other while sobbing.

“I still want to live in that past. With you haju.”

He stared into Myeorin’s eyes and landed a soft peck at her temple.

“‘The beautiful journey of today can only begin when we learn to let go of yesterday.’ The person who taught me doesn't apply it to herself. Pabo. Go, you have  no time left i heard he’s leaving”

Myeorin realizes Haju’s words and runs to chase the one  that she truly loves. “Do Hyejeong you bitch you didn’t tell me you’re leaving”

The Set changes and moves to a different venue.

Myeorin stands outside of Hyejeong’s penthouse sobbing. He erratically rang the bell 30th time already and no one’s answering. 

A Janitor saw Myeorin and confronted her.

“Miss Myeorin! What are you doing there?”

“Ahjussi *sniffs* have you seen Hyejong?”

“Ah! sir Hyejong?  He just left a while ago carrying his personal belongings. Why?”

Myeorin just stared at Mr.Kang and suddenly wailed.

“Ah-Uh M-miss did I do something wrong?”

Myeorin just missed Hyejeong. Knowing him  he wouldn’t come back ever again.

“What are you crying at you brat? You’re causing a scene in my property.”

“Hye-Hyejong!” Upon hearing that cold voice she stood up and faced Hyejeong with swollen, teary eyes, and a dripping nose.

“Sir Hyejong I promised I didn’t make her cry! She just suddenly weeps when I said-”

“It’s okay Mr. Kang I know. No need to clean here anymore. you can rest now. And you brat go inside.”

The two of them went inside. Hyejeong comfortably sat on his aesthetically white L-shaped sofa in front of his Floor to ceiling big windows. While Myeorin stands there dumbfounded.

“I-I thought you’re leaving…”

“Well yeah I am until Professor Shin said I have to cover his surgery tomorrow because his wife is in labor.”

“So you’re not leaving anymore?”

“I still am.”

Confused about Hyejeongs statement, creases were formed at her temples. She extended both of her hands trying to block the huge door. The lad just lowkey snickered at her actions.

“What do you mean?! No! nuh uh you won’t leave this place over my dead body.”

“”Why Won’t I leave?”

“Because I love you.”

Hyejong suddenly stopped sipping his drink and just stared at her with those big bunny-like eyes.

“What?”

“Do Hyejong Saranghae.”

He rose from the chair and met her body.

“You lose.”

“I don't careabout the bet anymoret. I love you.”

Hyejeong's mind left the earth. His lips unconsciously guided him to  Myeorin’s plump, soft, pinkish lips. It tasted like pure heaven.

“CUT!”

Taeyong got startled at the director’s cue. No thoughts, mind empty, just watching his love of his life kissing his best friend. He knew it’s part of their work and he’s proud of the both of them  but a part of him just aches knowing you’re single and doyoung single, you might fall for his kisses that used to be his.

“Y/N! Focus!”

“You okay?”

“Yeah just out of character.”

Y/N didn’t know the kissing scene and suggestive scenes are the ones that they'll be filming today. It’s supposed to be Next week! Now she felt odd knowing Taeyong’s here. She turned to Taeyong’s space, seeing him sending her a death glare while eating sweet potato chews.

“KISSING SCENE TAKE 2”

“KISSING SCENE TAKE 3”

“TAKE 6”

“TAKE 12”

The number of takes irked taeyong. Was he invited here just to suffer? Finally you guys nailed the scene. He thought it’s over yet there’s more to come.

Myeorin and Hyejeong were intoxicated with each other. A peck on the lips results in a very deep passionate one. Hyejong carried her in his arms, not letting go of her tasty lips together and they traveled towards the bedroom.

Taeyong stormed off the set. Right in front of my Sweet potato chews he said.

“Taeyong! Where are you going?”

“Don’t follow me. I’ll go home now.”

“What? why? I brought you here. I thought we were going to have ice cream after this?

“EAT ICE CREAM WITH ‘HYEJONG’ INSTEAD hmp.”

He mimicked her voice. Taeyong tried to look angry. But in Y/N’s eyes he’s a baby pouting.

“H-Hyejong? Who is that?”

“Duh? Doyoung?”

“Why would i eat ice cream with him?”

“Yeah right. Why would you guys eat ice cream if you two can just suck each other’s faces off.”

“OMG HAHAHAHAHA ARE YOU JEALOUS?”

“No! Why would I?”

“Hmm..”

“Fine I am! You said today’s going to be fun. Yeah fun for you you kissed doyoung 17 times.”

You grinned like a mad man  at his accusation even though you’re guilty of it. It’s just so cute you can’t help but to..

 “Why would you do that?! You kissed another guy then you kiss me? Don’t give me false hope Y/N.”

“Okay.. I won’t kiss you anymore. You said it yourself.”

“No, I didn’t mean it like that! It’s just that it’s giving me false hope..”

“About what?”

“About you. About us being together again. So don’t kiss me i you don’t mean i-”

Yeah you kissed your ex. He needs to shut up.

“Do you still love me?

“Of course. I have always been Taeyong.”

Cut the chase and hide and seek. You  won’t deny your feelings anymore. The feeling of missing him, his warmth, and love. You won’t deny it all again.

You two left the Area hand in hand, talking while having a little stroll.

“Hey I have a question?”

“What is it?

“Did you change your perfume?”

“Yeah. It’s Yves Saint Laurent’s  Black Opium”

“I like the old one better.”

“What smell do you love the most? Me or Febreeze? ”

“Definitely Febreeze.”

The sound of your laughs and voices faints as you two went back to the set

"If you were to pick what is your favorite song in this album? And What part of it makes you like it?"

The Interviewer  asks.

You picked up your mic and said

 “Ethereal. I like the pre chorus part the

 i can't wait to see him next

and witness his ethereal glow

he is my darling

and nothing or no one

could ever come between

bonded for life

he is my king. 

It just reminded me of someone. Someone I missed..” The crowd goes wild, they're squealing and most of them are screaming Lee Taeyong!

Taeyong goes shy.. He can’t believe you wrote him that song when he asked you who’s your inspiration you just said ‘my grandma why?’ now he knows.

He Throws you a ‘you’re hiding it from me’ look while you just replied a simple wink.

“Okay, Let’s get back to the unanswered question.. What didn't work out for the two of you?”

You two stared at each other's eyes knowing the answer.

Once again you grabbed your mic and said

“Let’s just say he’s a major clean freak.”