#so yeah doing my besttt

[the-bees-are-beeing]

Bonus post match hugs

[teddybeartoji]

need shoko pushing my head down on satoru’s cock or him pushing my head down on her pussy while he fucks me from behind :3

🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴WOWWWWWWWW NONNIE YOU'RE ONTO SMTH HERE WOWOWOWWWW she's definitely the type to push your head... she gets off on watching the two of you she loves it so fucking much,, she's kinda mean too cooing at you when you gag around him or quietly laughing to herself when she sees a tear rolling down your cheek. she also just likes to sit back and smoke a cig while enjoying the show..... 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 and mmmm satoru pushing your head is so delicious too buuuut overall i really love my cuck!satoru agenda lmao i want him to be tied to a chair, forced to watch you eat her out until she's the one crying<333333

[chuulyssa]

Hey!! Could you do prompt 15 with Dazai and Nikolai? Seperate pls! Where reader has been having it rough lately and they want to be close to their safe person/bff as possible (aka Dazai and Nikolai). They also seem to have feelings for each other but haven't confessed yet 👀

↷ A/N ─ i love this omg you're the besttt :3

★ PROMPT ─ 15

!! FT. ─ dazai, nikolai

"is it okay if i sleep here tonight?"

─ DAZAI

"Of course, you can, bella," he replied immediately, waving a hand.

Of course, you could. He had dreamt of this for so long, to be with you in your darkest times. Your head would rest on his lap while he would play with your hair. So naturally, part of him was exhilarated at the thought of you staying there with him, lighting up his little house.

But part of him felt equally guilty. Who was he to be happy while you were suffering? Ever since he had seen you, he had made it upon himself to protect you from all the sadness and cruelty of humanity. Then, who was he to take joy in your pain?

With these thoughts in mind, Dazai repeated his sentence softly, "You can, bella. For as long as you want."

You nodded thankfully, and he took a pillow and a blanket out. You looked at him, puzzled, since there were already enough pillows for both of you on his bed.

"What's that for?"

"Oh, that," he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, before attempting to switch back to his cheerful personality. "I don't suppose you'd be able to bear the thought of a handsome detective asleep right next to you?"

"Maybe I could," you said quietly.

Dazai blinked.

Oh.

Oh.

This was real.

"Heck, yeah, you could," he jumped onto the bed.

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─ NIKOLAI

"Yes, little dove," he poked your nose. "Why, my house is absolutely charmed to be in the presence of a wonderful, wonderful lady such as yourself," he bowed down to you, and his hat toppled off.

Clearly, he was trying to make you laugh. You giggled slightly, and he looked up at you with the most awed look ever. That laugh. He loved it.

He straightened up after taking his hat back from the floor and putting it on.

"Would you like to remain in the vicinity of this poor jester, my little dove?"

"Yeah," you sniffed your tears away and let him lead you by the hand to his bed.

The two of you lay down after he changed his clothes. It wasn't awkward at all, surprisingly. You had thought sharing a bed with your crush would be embarrassing. But somehow, the way his eye, free from his usual eyepatch, looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world, made you realize that you would agree to have ten more mental breakdowns if it meant being with him.

Nikolai saw that you caught him staring, and winked at you before his eyes turned mischievous. Before you could ask what he had found, a portal opened near your stomach and he began tickling you, just to hear that heavenly sound of your laughter again

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© chuulyssa 2024 - do not copy, plagiarize or repost my works on any platforms. do not translate.

[luffyvace]

Hello. :D

Just found out your blog, absolutely love it, especially the fact that you mostly focus on the fluff, I'm just weak to these kinds of stories. 😂❤️

Is it possible to request more headcanons about Robin with a s/o ? Like... what do you think her type would be ? How would she realize she's in love ? How would she behave before and after their relationship ? Her love language ? (Male reader btw, if you don't mind of course 😊)

OMG!! HIIIII i’m so glad you like my content anon!! :) and yes fluff is the besttt it’s so cute!!

of course you can have robin x male reader :) i don’t mind at all!!

i love robin tysm for your request!!! i’m happy to go more in depth on her loving reader :)

please enjoy!

OKK SOO for her type..!

robin loves a kind person!!

kindness was something she hardly received growing up and the first people to give it to her were the researches and especially Saul!! (the dereshishishi guy if you don’t remember 😭)

seeing a kind person do something straight from their heart makes her smile

it makes her warm and reminds her about the comforting things in life

almost as if your being kind to her too

she doesn’t mind if your intelligent or not so intelligent

she would enjoy being around someone who laughs a lot though

not that she minds if your straight faced

she just likes seeing you laugh

it means your happy :)

and laughter was another thing that helped her through her struggles

robin also appreciates someone who likes quality time

so maybe not a distant partner

robin was also alone for most of the time in her life

if someone comes along in her life who she wants to stay, she would definitely want to spend as much time as possible together

especially since she has a hint of doubt you might leave one day

which is why she also wants someone loyal

for obvious reasons of course, she knows she wasn’t exactly the most loyal in the past

but technically to the straw hats she was

if you think about it

it doesn’t matter much else about whether your weak or strong, happy go lucky, solemn all the time—whatever the case may be!

just for the record if your strong you fight together and have each other’s back

and if your weak/average she does her best to protect you

especially knowing how dangerous world, on the grand line specifically, is

how she would realize?

hmm good question

well, robin is either in a book, in someone else’s business or in her thoughts

and it probably happened during the 1st and 3rd options

you know that moment when your reading and all the sudden you space out and start thinking of random things?

yeah well that happened to her and it was kinda flashback of all the memories you two had in the past

she felt intense joy as she found herself smiling at the thought of you

and then you walked into the room

you locked eyes for a minutes before you asked if she was okay

she nodded slowly before looking away

spawning a hand in the wall for a thumbs up to say she heard you. :)

you left the room. and she knew, she was in love 💗💗

okkk time for how she behaves ♡

before your relationshipppp…!

she softly initiates intimate gestures

putting a hand on your chest when she speaks to you

helping you out with random things

leaning into you while you sit next to each other

not completely

just kinda leaning towards you

she definitely asks to talk and spend time together more often

this all really just her showing she cares and sending hints she likes you

remember that smile she gave zoro when they first met?

yeah you definitely get that a lot :)

after tho

it ramps up a bunch!!

and i mean everything

you spend all your free time together

even if your off doing your own thing she’ll come and watch you with adoration in her eyes

if you like to train/work out she’ll be there in the crows nest or watching you out on the deck

ngl i feel like robin would like to be carried if your strong

she also likes to take naps

so if you take one with her she usually gets up first and admires your face

you guys hold hands in your sleep

💥💖💥💖

SO CUTE

she compliments and praises you for any achievements you make

will feed you sweets or whatever other types of food you like

if you do it back she’ll find it endearing

it becomes y’all thing

her love languages areee….

acts of service

quality time

and tidbits of physical touch

which you could likely guess from me dabbling in this in the headcanons above :)

for acts of service

you can ask her for almost any favor and she”ll do it no matter how weird

shes not delusional but most of your weird habits if you have any become endearing because she loves you

she’s got your back in battles too

quality time?

yes.

she loves to do anything with you

reading, training, eating, sleeping

she just loves you

so she spends lots of time for you

she never takes you for granted

physical touch is hand holding

whether it’s an extra arm or not

head pats and gentle cheek caresses

putting each other’s feet or shoulders together

little things like that<3

i wrote this so fast?! i took me an hour exactly 😭😭

i could honestly sit and write for robin all day it comes natural to me ♥︎

[datbugboi7]

Heyyyyy you want a randomly massive post with several art pieces and a full timeline of my oc universe right?

Yeah ofc you do.

Logo/Intro

So! I thought of this dumbass universe in the middle of I think a math class actually.

I made a logo,cause...why not? (I've always had some obsession w making a comic of my own and all that)

Now, I didn't just make a logo, I made... ✨A world✨. In this world there's two evolutions of the same species! Witches, who have an affinity for magic and otherworldly things. Anddddd- humans. Yeah pretty boring but whateva

Culture/World Building

Witch culture is mildly different from our own however, as they've become isolated in places around the world in smaller forested villages. This is of course because of human's who decided Witches were dangerous and y'know... Burnt them.

So yeah, then made their homes in forests while humans built more around plains and places... Not near forests? I'm not a geologist, I know nothing leave me alone...

Anyways, Witches also look vaguely different. Well... Not vaguely? They have longer pointed ears and bright unnaturally colored eyes as well as sharper canines (I don't have an excuse, it's just aesthetically pleasing). They also have more yellowish and occasionally darker sclera. Their height range is also very different from ours, ranging from around 6 foot 5 to near 8 feet! Though anyone who is 8 feet is highly abnormal.

Their eyes also signify the strength of their relationship with magic! They have light pupils and the bigger the pupil, the stronger the magic! Yet they aren't born with pupils, that comes with puberty, (a time of their lives started by, "The Lighting of the Spark"), meaning young witches have no ability to use magic until usually their teen years (witches still age much like us, though most continue growing height wise until their mid 20s). More on their biology is their hair growth is much slower and much less than ours. They rarely if ever have body hair or any facial hair. Also a much higher percentage of Witches are born to be intersex.

This comes with a higher acceptance for those of lgbtq identities! And those who live further from human societies rarely bother with labels at all! Along with this, they also have many different customs comparative to ours. For an example, young witches will take on a motif from their parents (could be a mixture of each parent, but more often from just one) which all siblings share. Also because of their isolation and the dark forests of which they live, they have a tendency to lean into their vanity much more, their fashion and everyday clothing having a more performative vibe (they like showing off essentially).

Now, as you can assume, kids who have a human and a witch parent are frowned upon. Witches because of the history between them and humans because this story takes place in somewhere Akin to America and "OH NO, DIFFERENCE!!!!". These children do have a name, as they do happen, and they're called " Charms". Dehumanizing, ain't it?

Anyways, humans have a stereotype of how these kids look. They assume all of them have heterochromia and one "Witch eye" and one "human eye" (you'll see down below dw). It's debatable whether or not Charms can use magic, but their appearance can look fully in either direction or like a mix! They do not in fact all look the same.

Characters

Anyways...moving on from all of my world building that probably has taken hours of my time and still isn't the besttt, This universe needed a main character! So, here she is! Mia Arias :DDD

I made this MB a year ago? I don't particularly like the art here but again, I think I've improved since this! Anyways, ab Mia, she's a American Columbian orphan who lives with her ex. She works as a barista and is sarcastic and bratty (I love her). Despite her front, she genuinely cares about people.

She is also extremely into researching witches and the history between them and humans and spends a lot of time doing so.

Now, maybeeee you're wondering ab her ex/best friend 4eva... His name is Baker (B) James!

This is not my first drawing of him but this is not how he looks currently. I don't draw him on his own a lot but tbf, any drawings of him alone are still sketches (I'll post em further down, dw).

Anyways, Baker is a flamboyant man who runs a fashion and makeup blog/channel. He's popular enough but still has an office job. He has lots of friends however, in and out of the industry, and is rlly good at maintaining relationships!

Another not main but important character is Caleb Mina, Mia's coworker

Caleb is the child of three moms! His mom's own the coffee shop they and Mia work at. He does gymnastics with one of his moms and is a very hard worker.

He has a mild crush on Mia and finds her aesthetically pleasing. Kinda high strung but also very ambitious!

Now, very bad transition, but here's whom Caleb considers one of his better friends, Gabriel Jackson!

Gabriel is a gay trans man who's very closeted of it all at the beginning and was raised in an extremely religious household with his two siblings, a twin sister and a younger brother.

He's kinda bitchy but he loves his siblings and does his best to care for them. He and his twin live together in an apartment and the only reason he and Caleb met was because Gabe studied for college mostly in his cafe! Yay!

Twin time, Angela Jackson here she is.

She's flirty and very generally kind but don't like her too much, she is notoriously lgbtphobic. She's important just... Not in a good way.

Not quite an antagonist ig as she's against the main "villain" but she's definitely a bump in the road for Gabe's arc. Anyways she's also quite promiscuous, a very Christian girlie w/out a very Christian lifestyle.

Anyways onto the main event, (not really), the witches!!!

Onto the main bitch, who'd be known w as "Null" for near entirety of the story, so I'll not reveal their true name (chosen name, I'm not making a trans phobic joke)

(Definitely not how they look now but shh) They're kind quiet? They're an observer for sure. They like watching on and are highly interested in negative interaction.

They like perceiving, very rarely an assertive force. Although they're not mute, they could be and very family would people notice the difference. Mostly due to trauma but their passivity is not something that's ever lost.

Anyways, Marquis Arias, here ya go;

Slutshame him. (Not really). He's a very caring older brother and looked after both of his sister's from a very young age. Once again we have a flirty character in the cast, but it's honestly a front.

He's caring and also just... I love him. That's it, onto his sister

Mackenzie Arias everyone!

She's defensive and a little aggressive but that's not how she is. She got trust issues (her mom is kinda a douche y'know), an she expresses this by putting up walls.

The walls crumble at the slightest hint of affection but they're still built. She's insecure truly, and very soft spoken when not putting up a front.

Youngest Arias; Melanie Arias, my baby (she's 13) (baby in the paternal sense)

She's curious and another watcher!!!! She says a lotta shit with very small filter and recognizes even at her young age how much Marq sacrifices for her. Mack as well, but mainly him.

She loves making art and loves helping however she can, every parents dream child truly.

Anyways, I'm at my photo limit, I will maybe rb adding on to this with many photos documenting the advancement in each design. Yeah I'll do that.

HOPE YOU ENJOYED MY INSANE RAMBLINGS, BUH BYE!!!

[kuiinncedes]

can u post another face revealllll (or link the old one) i love seeing what the ppl i follow look like lol

ahaha yeah sure it's here :) it is kind of a dumb not great picture bc i was recreating oIivia rodrigo's part of her you belong with me (tv) tiktok with conan lol it's a whole thing apparently 🤪 also i have different glasses now lmao 😗✌️

(also just as a side note skdhgfj i would prefer that no one reblog the post at this point lol 🤪)

[mememanturner]

My Mistakes Were Made for You (part 3)

Alex Turner x reader

Part 3/4

Part 1 / Part 2

Summary: You finally decide to confront Alex about his feelings but paying him an unexpected visit takes a turn.

warnings: none, really. Kinda sad, lots of emotions that no one knows how to deal with

word count: 1843

A/N: wanted to say thank you for all the support over been getting on the last two parts!! Really appreciated <3 sorry this took so long to get out, hope u enjoyyy

Also sorry the gif doesn't go fully with the story but I tried my besttt

It took you a long while, more than you’d care to admit, to decide to bring Alex’s sunglasses back, the ones he’d left on the table the night of your birthday. It sounded a little stupid when you said it out loud “Hey, you forgot your sunglasses, I just thought I would drop them off for you”... Yeah, a little pitiful. But you knew that Alex took pride in his sunglasses collection and, well, it would be an excuse to see him again of course. The process you went through to make said decision was pure agony, you weren’t going to deny it, but the uncertainty was making you more impatient by the day. Hell you still weren’t entirely certain what your birthday night meant for the both of you. You understood that it was a difficult thing to process, it was hard on the both of you, but the feeling that Alex was actively avoiding the subject kept prodding at your mind and you couldn’t help but feel aggravated. And it made your stomach twist (in more than one knot) at the thought, but you felt as if the only way to figure out his feelings was to confront him. All you would have to do is ask him for a straight answer, though it scared you shitless to think about what that answer would be. And so, soon enough, the sunglasses became about an opportunity for resolution, and not just a nervous exchange. You figured it’d be easier to convince yourself to go out for a reason other than Alex, in order to secure the fact that you would actually leave the house. What you didn’t expect, however, was the fact that you’d end up at a bar. Drinking… Alcohol. And so it comes full circle. What got you started in this mess would (hopefully) finish it.

Now, you weren’t wasted, but the liquid in your system definitely made the idea of seeing Alex more agreeable, it made it seem like a much better idea. What was even more convenient is the fact that you were currently in the downtown proximity, which also happened to be close to the studio in which you knew Alex and Miles were recording their record, thanks to the fact that Alex had taken you with him to a couple shorter sessions. As the dust of this grand idea settled in your head, you grabbed your bag and coat, and started your trek down the lively streets of LA. Some walking might give you time to think about what to say. It’d be a waste of energy and time to turn back now, said your thoughts as you witnessed LA coming to life around you. Neon signs and playful, yellow lights illuminated as far as the eye could see as you heard laughter and music coming from every open bar on the street. Arrogant cars with sleek fenders and pointed rims seemed to come out of every turn. It felt as if the entire world had shifted and you had gone back in time. You swear as you got further from the busyness of the main roads, looking back, it looked like something out of a movie. It really did. What you were going to do felt like it too. You couldn’t help but laugh to yourself as you looked down at the pair of sunglasses you’ve had clutched between your fingers the entire way. It felt like you were a teenager again, going after some stupid, high school crush. Just another boy. Life never changes, you just get older and gain more responsibilities and are expected to act more mature but… feelings never change. Being with Alex for the first time had made you feel alive. The energy between the two of you seemed enough to power an entire building and his voice, his whispers, would send shivers through your entire being despite his feverish touch. And boy was he touchy. That feeling had stayed with you since then, always reminding yourself of what it meant to be with Alex. What it had felt like the first night he finally took you back to his place. But maybe… maybe now it wouldn’t feel the same. It felt as if something had died, a connection had been severed between you two. Only the right wire, the right words, could fix the problem.

You sighed, rubbing your face stiff with stress, and kept walking down the now barren streets. It seemed the entirety of LA was downtown, living the life they knew best how to live. The studio you had frequented so often with Alex in the past slowly came into view as you willed yourself up the hill. You immediately recognized Alex’s black Cadillac sitting in the parking lot, waiting diligently for its owner to return. Your steps slowed but didn’t stop as your eyes stayed focused on the entryway. Vanity lights decorated the outside of the building while the red brick shone scarlett in the fleeting sun. For what was about to happen, it sure was a pretty sight.

There were a couple people at the door, but thankfully they had recognized you as Alex’s girlfriend and happily escorted you to the area in which your boyfriend was currently recording. You guessed Alex hadn’t mentioned his love life situation, and for that you were grateful. Though he wasn’t one to usually partake in much gossip anyway, especially not about himself. You thanked them sincerely and walked into the viewing room to wait but the sight that greeted you evoked a feeling you didn’t think a human being was capable of feeling.

Two.

Them.

Singing.

Laughing.

Close.

A guitar in one pair of hands.

A microphone in the other pair.

An arm around a shoulder.

A smile pressed against a cheek.

All of the little lights suddenly went out. All connections were severed. There was nothing left to repair. There was no feeling left to save.

You felt yourself getting hot, the feeling rising to your face as tears welled up in your eyes. Your breath quickened, whether from anger or despair, you weren’t sure. Emotions weren’t quite making sense. Your chest hurt. A tightness that wouldn’t stop. It almost felt as if the muscles in your heart were cramping up. They’re okay? They’re fucking okay?! The tears finally spill over, as you let yourself go. It would have made for a good movie scene, but this was a reality show. The sunglasses stayed clutched in your hands as you fought back that obsessive, gripping feeling of betrayal and jealousy churning together in an unforgiving storm. How fucking could he?

It took you a couple moments and more strength than you thought you could muster, but the waterworks came to an end. Or a pause, anyhow. You wiped away the tears and your mascara with them with the back of your hand, not caring about the mess you made of your face. The scene in front of you continued to unfold in an effortless collaboration. You watched the studio with a now blank expression, not knowing how to process the scene. It was beautiful and tragic and lonely and ethereal.

Aviation, in the evening, I can feel it coming on.

Mama told me, you should start, as you mean to wrong

Or else you’re never gonna get it right

And on it went, an intoxicating melody having dug its teeth into the two poor souls who sang it. Infecting them with whatever poison it held, created by the very ones who now suffer its effect. Back and forth their bodies went, grasping onto each other’s words in (hot) procession. Not even water could slip between them. Their hands playing mindlessly at the instruments they bore, not even looking down at the chords they struck.

The Colourama in your eyes

It takes me on a moonlight drive

It's the way you wing it

While you're figuring it out

The melody continuing. Their bodies moving, feeding off of each other. It was like they were in a trance, and any witnesses would soon suffer the same fate.

There was your answer, then.

You practically shoved the doors open, hearing the music behind you come to an abrupt stop. God, you hoped he hadn’t seen you. The same people at the door looked at you questioningly as you approached.

“Hey, mind giving these to Alex, I’ve got to be off. Thank you again.” You smiled, and without meaning to, aggressively handing over the pair of shades. Holding back a sob you quickly ran out the door, where you knew that their spell couldn’t hurt you any longer. As soon as your legs reached the parking lot, your knees buckled and gave in, sending you careening to the ground. Pavement did not greet you kindly.

***

Alex hears a door slam from behind the glass windows of the studio. He looks up just in time to catch a glimpse of what he knew to be your figure. Pausing for a moment to process the image he promptly signals for both Miles and the other musicians to halt the song, quickly running out the door. He waves off the questioning looks and shouts as his mind focuses on one thing and one thing only: you.

“Al!” Miles shouts to his friend from where they stood moments ago and goes to follow him, but Alex pays no mind and continues down the hall, speeding up as he nears the exit doors. Someone steps into his path and he almost shoves past them, only they’re a lot bigger and taller and they’ve got a peculiar object in their hands.

“Hey man, hold up. The lady wanted me to pass these on to you, she said she had to run.” He barely makes eye contact with the man as he gets ahold of the sunglasses. He takes a moment to hold them in his hands, feeling the warmth of the previous holder’s grip. It’s been a couple weeks and he really didn’t think you’d come. He’d already gone out and bought himself a new pair. He figured it was too late. But now...now he’d offered you a chance and he wasn’t there when you came to take it. He could imagine what you’d felt, walking into the studio and seeing him and Miles being all chummy, all the while expecting the same energy that you two currently shared. Removed. Distant. Slow. And he’d just shown you that Miles had suffered the exact opposite fate than you these past weeks. He’d just shown you that Miles was worth more than you had been. He’d left the glasses on the table by “mistake”. That mistake was for you. All he’d had in mind when singing that damned song was you. But now he wasn’t sure how fast he could scramble from the inevitable blame. And you had every right to put it on him. An innocent intent made to look like an arrogant scheme. It felt like his whole world was starting to crack around him.

[zu-is-here]

Thanks zu!

Yeah Jan is the besttt

It wasmeant to be a best of British night ! So we were dressed as the spice girls! And I made sure to bring done some bday cake for all of them the next day!

Oh no its a b n b a Bed and Breakfast, do you not have these?

The tattot is gonna be simple, a lil skull to match one my father has! Tattoos are a special thing for him, so he wanted to get my first one

That sounds lovely! We've been having some warmth, but also some summer rain!

Henry is fineee but he peed in the room at the b n b twice

Here's him getting some custard! Also you can see my dad's tattoo that I'm also getting!

Sounds cool heheh! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) That was so sweet of you <3

Nooo but I guess we have analogs— what is it?? (°▽°)

Awww please tell me about the tattoo! \(//∇//)\☆ How was it?? How does it look? *^*

What a lovely weather indeed! (〃ω〃)

Bet he was just really excited heh xp <3

UPD:

OH hii! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) So glad to see you again <3

OMG— this looks awwwsome!! (☆▽☆) So concise and cool and cute at the same time, congratulations! ♡

And what a good idea to use numbing cream *^* I'm so glad to hear you were lucky with the artist as well, they did a great work! <3 Awww what a sweet tradition it is now (ówò)

Tattoo is not for me but I enjoy looking at others' heh *w*

*eyes emoji* I'm interested ♪

Ah so that's how it works! (*ﾟ∀ﾟ*) I didn't even know about this kind but this sounds interesting to try ☆

The day's been really good and sooo warmth, I went to my friend's housewarming party after work and we watched Fantastic Beasts (The Secrets of Dumbledore) and sighed over Grindelwald pff (⁎⁍̴̀﹃ ⁍̴́⁎) Have you watched this series?? And what about your day? ♡

Heheh good luck to you! <3

*GASP* vampires/werewolves? ( ͡ ° ͜ʖ ͡ °) ok no more heh—

Someday *w*

For realll! (༶ૢ˃̵̑◡˂̵̑༶ૢ) The "awww" moment <3

Oh I didn't know it was set in Russia?? (°▽°) More surprises xp UK won all the fans' interest ngl *w*

ヾ(≧∪≦*)ノ〃A little soft spot for Mads Mikkelsen ♡

Lazy days are the best days (๑>◡<๑) And happy Henry! <3 Can't wait to read it ♪

Ah it's alright! >:3 No worries <3

[hyuckssunchip]

Blooming Pt. 1

Pairings: Jisung x Reader, ft. nct dream, lucas (honorary member of dream)

Words: 7.5K

Warnings: Language (there is almost always language in my writings), angst, fluff

Synopsis:

Love isn’t as easy as it seems, Park Jisung is an advocate of that. A blooming relationship that has prematurely ceased can be re-sparked years later, or can it? Will Jisung be able to overcome his fears in order to succeed in what he deems love?

Part 1 | Part 2 

Freshman Yr.

Hey Jisung,

I know that this is kinda random and I only have the guts to do this now because I probably won’t see you again but here goes. I think you are a really sweet and cool guy and I wish I had gotten to know you better, probably because I had a big crush on you... I just thought I would send this to you because I know it’s nice to know and it’s probably a little bit of a confidence booster. (I also kinda wanted to get this off my chest). Sorry for the essay and you don’t have to respond to this if it’s awkward … I hope you stay safe especially with what’s going on right now 

You held your breath, panicking at the loading sign on your phone. Welp, it was too late now.

You were pacing back and forth in your living room, nail very much in your mouth as you bit them anxiously.

“I just sent it.” You breathed out, “Oh my god, I just sent it.” At this point you were nearly in tears you were so nervous.

“That’s good. It’s like one a.m. though, so don’t be too worried if he doesn’t answer right away.” You nodded into the receiver, and although your best friend couldn’t see you, she still understood your silence.

You had called your best friend earlier to ask for her advice about the guy you had told her about months ago. It was the last quarter of school for this year and you finally had the courage to confess to him. 

Your best friend Megan was a little bit more experienced than you and she laughed when you had told her you wrote drafts, and you promptly sent it to her.

“He’s not writing back.” You told her, staring intently at the screen, refreshing it every few seconds as if that would make him answer. 

“Well of course not, you literally sent it ten seconds ago. Besides I told you, it’s late, he might just reply in the morning.” She sighed at your panicked state.

“Oh my god! He read it.” You bit your lip, staring at the numbers below your text.

“Oh.” She giggled, “Cute, he has read receipts on like you.” 

You barely had time to comprehend what she had said when you gasped out, “Oh my god. He’s typing, he’s typing! There’s bubbles.”

She laughed, “Wow, that was fast.”

You weren’t exactly paying attention to her, focused very much on the bubbles that were still there. Then suddenly they stopped.

“They stopped.” You felt the need to relay everything to her.

“That’s fine, he’s probably just reading over it.” You nodded, trying to convince yourself. But you couldn’t because nothing ever came. It was almost 25 minutes later that you heard the familiar ding of your phone.

Hey Y/N! thanks for letting me know, it really is not easy but rip coronavirus really is kinda messing with everything. i think you’re a really nice person and if circumstances would have allowed, i would have wanted to get to know you more too. everything is kinda hectic rn and i wish you the besttt and stay safe too!!

Immediately you called Megan again. “It doesn’t look good…Listen to what he said.” You read the text, heart dropping with every word you read.

“What are you talking about? That’s a good thing. Y/N he said he wants to get to know you better too. That’s sweet. I think he’s just keeping it open though, cause there’s not much you guys can do anyways.”

“Yeah.” You tried to not let out how dejected you were, but it was clear to her.

“Hey don’t worry about it. If he doesn’t like you then he’s not worth worrying over.”

“Right.” You pouted despite what she said making sense. “Look I’ll call you later, I’ve got to go now.”

“Okay, Y/N, don’t stress too much about it, okay?”

You hummed back, mumbling out your goodbyes.

The moment you hung up, you threw your phone on the bed, falling next to it. You sighed, trying not to overthink everything.

That’s why you confessed now, so that if you were so badly rejected, you wouldn’t have to see him again. Right?

You groaned, closing your eyes, hoping that sleep would make you feel better. Or perhaps you would wake up and find that this was all a dream. 

You woke up and of course with habit, the first thing you did was look over at your phone. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, grinning at the screen. 

You weren’t thrilled that it was in reality a dream, but on the other hand things had become very real very fast.

NOTIFICATION

Park Jisung            5:18 a.m.

oh, are you still going back to school next year?

You smiled at the text, heart immediately choosing to beat faster than you would’ve liked. With a glance at the clock you realized it was 8:07 a.m. and you couldn’t stop yourself from replying the moment you saw it.

yeah, i’m planning on living off campus tho… are you gonna live off campus too?

You panicked, staring at the screen, knowing damn well that he wasn’t about to reply at 8 in the morning. You had to restrain yourself from calling your best friend that very moment, you were in a happy mood and waking her up would not keep that.

The entire day you were buzzing, constantly checking your phone for new notifications. For the first time you understood what phantom texts felt like. Every couple of minutes you were sure that you felt a text, but alas it was your imagination. 

It wasn’t until 4 p.m. when a real text came through, ringing loud and clear. You had turned your ringer on and off, making sure that it was working just in case.

yup! I’ll be living by the shopping complex in downtown. how about you?

Restraint was not easy for you, and you replied after a few moments passed. Megan had constantly told you to let at least a few minutes pass, but you couldn’t help it. Besides, read receipts were not in your favor.

Conversation seemed to come really easy to you, and after an hour of texting non stop he said he had one more final to take.

You understood and immediately felt bad, realizing that you had taken up precious study time for him. You wished him good luck and spent the rest of the night relaying every detail to Megan over the phone.

Little did you know that that conversation would be the last for a long time.

3 months later

It was time for a break. And what better way was there than a small kickback with your best friends after midterms?

“I brought the good stuff.” You were startled, laying on the daybed of your other friend, Camille’s room. It was the perfect spot for a kickback. A couple hundred feet from the main house, and completely stocked with all that you needed. 

You sat up glancing at the armfuls of alcohol Megan had snagged, don’t ask how she got it.

You giggled at the thought, watching as Camille helped unload. “Let the games begin.”

“Truth or Dare Y/N?” You groaned, turning away from the both of them. 

“You know I hate this game.”

Megan didn’t let up. “Camille has a pond.” 

That was enough information for you. You took a glance out the window, noting that it was freezing outside. You were not taking a chance on her intentions. “Truth.”

“Boring.” She sang, but nevertheless had a question set. “Have you talked to that boy since the last time you called me about him?”

You grumbled to yourself, taking a shot and grimacing. “No.” 

“Why not?” Camille asked, reaching for the bottle still in your hand.

You rolled your eyes. “I don’t know, I’m too much of a coward to text him now. But he could text me first too you know. Especially cause I took the first jump. It’s probably because he doesn’t like me.”

You sighed, staring at the bottle again, tempted to take another shot.

“I’m sure that’s not the case.” You missed the look Megan shot Camille, already coming up with a new idea.

In the end you caved, choosing that perhaps another shot could bring you happiness. But it just burned your throat.

“Megan truth or dare?”

“Dare, duh.” You watched the proud look on her face.

“I dare you to… snapchat that dude that sent dick pics to fuck off.” Camille said, watching Megan’s face contort into delight.

“Hell yeah! It would be my pleasure.” She giggled, and you noticed that she was feeling the alcohol as well.

You felt the need to roll your eyes again.

“Done. And blocked.” She tossed her phone in the middle of the group with satisfaction.

“I don’t know why you just didn’t block him right after he sent them.” You commented, chewing on a gummy worm. 

She just shrugged, “I don’t know, it was kind of fun I guess. Anyways. Camille, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Do you really only see Carson as a friend?” Camille sputtered at the question, spitting out a bit of juice.

“No, I see him as a brother. That’s disgusting, besides he’s dating Bailee.” She shook her head, working to clean up the mess.

“Doesn’t mean you can’t like him.” Megan muttered, before dropping it and turning back to you.

“Y/N truth or dare?”

“Truth.” You mumbled out, not really paying attention.

“Come on, do at least one dare. It’s not fun if you only answer truth.” She whined, pushing another cup of jungle juice towards you.

You hesitantly sniffed the cup before taking a sip. A moment of silence passed as they waited for you. You let out a deep sigh, “Fine, dare. What do you want?”

“I dare you to text him.”

You froze, you knew that’s what she was going to say, but you were so out of it that you let it slide.

“You know I can’t do that.” You answered, wide eyed.

“It’s a dare.” Megan nodded at the window, insinuating the punishment.

“No, I really can’t. I’ll give you my phone though, but I can’t do it.” You dug the phone out of your backpack and tossed it next to hers, which she grabbed immediately typing in your password that she had memorized.

“Deal. I’ll just start it, then you can keep the conversation going.” You waved her off, choosing to drown yourself in as much alcohol as you could in hopes of forgetting that this happened tomorrow morning.

“Done. I just sent hey, with like three y’s and a smiley face. Not the emoji though.” Your mouth dropped at her.

“That’s so not me though. You know I use emojis, and I don’t do the all, heyyyy thing. He’s gonna know.” She just shrugged, sliding the phone back to you.

You sighed, staring at the empty screen, the other two returning to the game.

But it was three minutes later when your phone dinged, a text from Jisung lighting up your screen.

“Is that him?” Camille asked, peeking over at the screen.

“Yeah. I don’t wanna read it though, you do it.” You pushed it away, pulling your knees into your chest.

“I got you.” Megan paused. “See. Guys like the hey thing. He did it back, I don’t know what you were talking about, he’s totally into you.”

You grinned, crawling forward to see for yourself. The phone dinged again seconds later.

“Ooh, that’s hot. I like it when a guy texts in multiple bubbles, it shows they just text you what they think. They’re not planning it out or anything.” Megan commented, already typing in a response for you.

You watched over her shoulder, glancing at Camille who was doing the same. 

“Is this good?” You just nodded back, sitting back on your heels to take a break.

“Oh, wow. That was fast. He texted back.” Although she sounded impressed, she frowned at the text.

“What? What is it?” You asked, panicking at her expression.

“Nothing. He’s just… dry. Was he always a dry texter?” She asked, handing the phone back to you.

“No? I don’t know, I didn’t think he was dry, we texted for like an hour straight that one time.” You mumbled, looking at the phone disappointed.

“Well he seems pretty dry to me. Maybe you should text him, maybe you were right, my texting was too different from yours.” You bit your lip and nodded, trying to come up with a response to him.

You didn’t know if it was because you were drunk, or that he could tell you were drunk, but while the conversation did get slightly better, he seemed dry to you as well. It was after twenty minutes of texting that you couldn’t keep the conversation any longer. You became frustrated at the dwindling conversation.

You had chosen to contact him again after three months of ghosting each other, and now he was making it difficult to carry a conversation. Maybe he really doesn’t like you. You felt your face heat up in embarrassment. Fine, you thought, you weren’t reaching out anymore. You didn’t want to be seen as pathetic, you could catch a hint. He just didn’t like you and was being nice. If he did actually like you, he could reach out to you.

This didn’t stop you from thinking about him for the month following the drunken incident. 

2 years later  Junior Yr.

“I swear if you’re late for this one too, I’m not setting you up on anymore blind dates!” You winced at the sound of your roommate cursing at you.

“I’m going!” You yelled back, slipping out the front door before she had a chance to attack you again. 

You managed to close door without hearing what ever else she had in store for you. 

Your keys jangled as you quickly tried to lock the bright red door, giving it one last tug of reassurance when you turned on your heel to find your car.

“Oof!” A body collided with yours, you were partially, well mostly at fault. 

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. I should’ve paid more attention. It’s just, I was in a bit of a rush…” You trailed off, finally getting a good look at the other person’s face. “Jisung?”

He simply stared back with a blank look on his face, mouth hung slightly open. “Y/N?”

You hated how your heart quickened at the sound of your name from his lips. 

“I-I… wow…” You stuttered out, not quite able to act as natural as you had hoped. “Do you live here?”

“Uh… yeah, I live next door.” He pointed to your left, and when you followed his finger sure enough it was right next to your apartment. You missed the way that he looked you up and down, gulping at the sight of you in years. 

“Oh. Wow, what a coincidence, I guess.” You laughed out nervously, hands playing with your lanyard.

“Yeah.” He nodded back, not really making eye contact. Not that you were trying either.

“Well…”

“Yeah.”

There was an awkward silence between you two, and you cleared your throat to break some tension.

“I was actually on my way out, so… I’ve got to get going. But I’ll see you around.” You put on a fake smile that didn’t really reach your eyes, and shot him a wave before rushing off to your car. Once under the safety of your car, you sighed and tried to discreetly glance at the boy you hadn’t seen or thought of in years.

You shook your head, starting the ignition. It’s time to forget him, you told yourself, besides I’ve got a date waiting for me right now.

It wasn’t until Jisung was positive you could no longer see him, having driven off minutes ago, that he threw his head back and let out the deep breath he didn’t know he was holding. The blush he had been so desperately holding out finally came over his face, as he felt the heat burn his ears.

He had just begun to forget about you, from time to time, pausing over your conversation stream. Although it was torture, every once in a while he would read back all the texts, hating the way that they abruptly stopped. On occasion, mostly when he was drunk, but there were times when he was sober, he would even type out a text but fail to send it.

Jisung was never the outgoing type, he envied those who were. Those that could just strike up a conversation and carry on like it was second nature. But it was hard for Jisung. It took work and energy, and sometimes he didn’t have that. It was stressful and scary to Jisung.

It was a godsend when you reached out to him years ago, claiming so boldly your feelings for him. He wasn’t going to admit it, but then he had asked for his friends help in responding. It was Mark’s wishy-washy personality that had unbeknowingly sent your mind in circles that night.

It was Haechan’s straight-forward nature that had forced him to text you at 5 a.m. the next morning. He was tired of hearing about Jisung’s concerns as to why you didn’t reply earlier, complaining that if he was that worried just text her.

So he did.

And it worked. 

It worked so well. That hour he had spent texting you had butterflies dancing in his belly. He had never felt happier or more connected than at that moment. It wasn’t until his alarm rang, notifying him that he had five minutes until his last final did he stop smiling.

He was more than disappointed when nothing came out of the conversation. Of course he knew that it wasn’t just your fault, after all he had a phone, he could text you too.

And he tried, he really did. Multiple times. But every text he drafted was soon deleted and so the conversation ran dry. That was until three months later, May 16th.

But you always seemed to catch him at a bad time. It was Saturday, but his professor had given him an extension on his paper and it was due at midnight.

Your first text came at 10:58 p.m. 

It took all he had not to answer the text, and eventually he did cave. But as much as he wanted to focus on you he couldn’t, after all he had begged his professor to extend his deadline, he had to finish this. 

Maybe that’s why this time you didn’t seem so responsive. Maybe that’s why this time it only took twenty minutes for the conversation to end.

Maybe that’s why, after it took him forty-five minutes to respond to your last text, you left him on read.

“What’s with the long face dude?” His best friend, and housemate asked, slapping his back passive-aggressively.

“Nothing. And I don’t have a long face.” He pushed back, shoving him softly out of the way.

“Who was that? At the front door?” Jaemin asked, shoving a cookie into his mouth. 

“No one, just someone I knew.” Jisung muttered back, reaching out to steal one from the jar.

“Just someone I knew.” Chenle mocked back, leaning against the wall of the kitchen. “Right. We all could see the look on your face, that’s not just someone you knew.”

Jisung shrugged. “She was a girl I was texting.” He tried to pull it off nonchalantly, but it was evident to his housemates that it wasn’t nothing.

“Shit. Was that that girl you were talking to freshman year? The one you were head over heels for?” Jeno asked, grabbing a seat on a barstool, his laptop tightly in his grip. It was obvious he was working on something.

“Y/N?”Jaemin asked around the crumbs that filled his mouth.

“Ew. Gross. Have some manners dude.” Renjun said shoving Jaemin off the counter where he was perched, “And how many times do I have to tell you not to sit on the counter, that’s not sanitary. We have chairs for a reason.”

Jaemin made a face, but still moved to take a seat next to Jeno.

“Yeah.” Jisung frowned at the rest of the guys. “Did I make it that obvious?”

Renjun laughed, pulling a plate out of the cabinet. “You just talked about her everyday for a month. But no, not that obvious.”

“You should talk to her again, does she live close by?” Jeno asked, typing away at his computer.

“Yeah, she’s… uh… she’s our neighbor.” He rushed the last bit out, knowing that they would take advantage of the situation.

“Ooh! Our Jisung’s little girlfriend lives next door guys!” Chenle cackled out, “Guys, this is fate. And it’s our job to help out.”

Jisung scowled at him, knowing that Chenle meant what he said, “No. Guys leave her alone. Don’t make things weird. We’re going to be neighbors for the rest of the year, I don’t want to have to avoid her.”

“Avoid who?” 

“Haechan, how many times did I tell you to give me that key back?” Renjun asked, narrowing his eyes at the boy.

“Too many.” Haechan shrugged, letting Mark close the door behind him. “You can have this one back though, I’ve got two more copies at my apartment.”

Renjun threw his hands in the air, “I give up.” He picked up his plate of leftovers, opting to sit at the bar next to Jaemin.

“Who are we avoiding though?” Mark asked, settling against the wall next to Chenle.

“Y/N.” Chenle said, giving Mark a knowing grin.

“Y/N? Wait isn’t that...?” Mark furrowed his eyebrows, sporting his signature confused face.

“Uh-huh.” 

“Why are we avoiding her?” He asked, turning to Jisung, who had been awfully quiet.

“We’re not.” Jeno spoke up, finally shutting his laptop. “We just found out she’s our neighbor and Jisung doesn’t want us to do anything about it, cause he doesn’t want to avoid her.”

Haechan grinned, pulling out a glass and filling it up with water from the fridge. “So you still like her?”

“No.” There was an empty silence. “Yes.” 

Jisung sighed at the commotion his confession caused. 

“Well, don’t you think it’s our duty, as your friend, to help you out? After all, I feel like I am very invested in this budding relationship. I did help send the text that set things in motion.” Haechan boasted animatedly, accidently spilling some of his water, which he wiped up with this sock.

“No. I don’t think that it’s your duty. And please stay out of it?” He all but begged the rest of the boys. Much to his dismay, none of them looked like they were swayed. 

Jaemin clapped his hands together standing up, “Okay, how about some neighborly cookies? Everyone likes cookies.” 

Jeno rolled his eyes with a smile, but stood up anyways. “Sure I’m down, but no more of those peanut butter ones, those are shitty. Can’t we just do chocolate chip?”

Jaemin frowned, digging through the pantry cabinet. “You’re lucky we’re out of those. Chocolate chip it is.”

Haechan strolled towards Jisung, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, “How about we get drafting then?” He snorted, “I think a nice love letter should do it.”

Jisung shoved him away with more force than necessary, “Get off me. And no. Stop it with the love letter thing, I was drunk and sad okay?”

Mark butted in before the two of them would really start fighting, “Actually I don’t think that’s a bad idea. I think she’d like that, like, slip it in with the cookies or something. Just say you’d like to see her again, and hang out.”

Renjun stood up, placing his dishes in the sink, “Dude this is why Jisung sent mixed signals in the first place, ‘i’d like to see you again’, ‘let’s hang out’. Can you get any more confusing than that?”

Mark frowned and cocked his head, opening his mouth to retort, but Haechan beat him to it.  “Then what would you say Renjun? ‘Oh how beautiful your eyes compare to a midsummer’s eve. May I court you this evening?’”

Renjun glared at him. “You’re not funny. And no. I was going to say, just tell her it was a missed opportunity. That you’d like to take her out on a date now that you can.”

Jisung shook his head violently at the sound of that. “How am I supposed to do that? That’s way too straight forward, what if she says no?”

“Dude, she likes you. Remember? She sent you that text. And if her feelings aren’t there anymore then… well… I don’t know. But the chances are low.” Jeno tried to reassure him, not doing a very good job of it.

Jisung sucked a breath in, ultimately letting out a hissing noise. 

“Trust me on this one Jisung. I make a mean cookie, we’ll just head over there later today and rekindle whatever you two have.” Jaemin cooed at the boy with a big smile.

“Right. Like I can trust all of you.” He muttered to himself, choosing to escape to the confines of his room.

“So… how was it?” Your roommate asked expectantly, a far change from the way she was speaking to you earlier.

You shrugged, “I dunno, he was nice I guess.” You shook your head. “I don’t know why you guys are all pushy on this stuff. Like I get it, but it’s weird trying to date someone that I’ve just met you know?”

Your roommate Alex just shook her head, waving you off. “Whatever, so did you like him or not? Is there gonna be a second date?”

You laughed at her, she was way too invested in your non-existent love life. “I don’t know, I think so. He was sweet and stuff, but like I said it’s weird.”

“Well, that’s the furthest you’ve gotten so far.” You sent her a glare. “I’m just saying. You always either end up leaving the date, or never seeing them again.”

“Shut up, I don’t-”

You were cut off by the sound of the doorbell ringing. Alex and you exchanged glances, you weren’t expecting anybody.

She stood up, grabbing the bat next to the door, that your mother insisted you bring, ‘just in case’.

You huffed, moving past her, “You know, you could just look through the peephole.” You leaned forward squinting into the door, only to find a group of boys that seemed your age.

“Who is it?”

You pulled back, tilting your head, “I don’t know, just a group of guys.”

You unlocked the door, peeking out through the crack slightly, and you were greeted very enthusiastically by the boy in front.

“Hi!” He grinned, showing off a perfect set of pearly whites. He was waving very aggressively with his free hand, the other seemed to be holding a plate of cookies. “I’m Jaemin! We’re neighbors.”

After his quick introduction he shoved the plate towards you, never letting the smile leave his face.

“Uh… hi?” You weren’t quite sure what to say. 

Luckily Alex did, “Hi, I’m Alex and this is Y/N. That’s so sweet of you.” She smiled back, taking the plate from you. “Do you guys want to come in? We can crack them open right now.”

You stepped back, watching the trail of six- no seven guys just stroll into your apartment. 

“What the hell?” You muttered to yourself, closing the door softly behind the last boy.

“Hi Y/N.”

You looked up to see Jisung again, and you took a slight step back, startled at the sight.

“Jisung. Oh.” You barely let out.

“Sorry, we didn’t mean to overstep or anything. The guys just wanted to meet you… all. They wanted to meet all of you… cause you’re our neighbors, and all…”

You blushed realizing that he had heard you comment, completely ignoring the way that Jisung was stumbling all over his words.

Haechan took no time in introducing himself, and taking the honor of introducing everyone else as well.

“I’m Haechan, this is Mark, Jeno, Chenle, and Renjun. You already know Jaemin, and I’m aware that you already know Jisung.” He grinned proudly after gesturing to each of the respective boys.

“Jisung?” Alex asked, eyebrows raised. You hadn’t told her about him. For one, it never came up, and secondly, it’s not like it was anything important now. That was years ago, you didn’t feel the need to inform her of every detail of your life, like him.

Haechan cocked his head, “Yeah. You didn’t know they knew each other?”

You furrowed your brows at him. “And how do you know that?”

Jisung shyly raised his hand next to you, embarrassed that he was outed for spilling the details to his friends. “Sorry, that would be my fault.”

You turned slightly, mouth dropping at his face, “Oh. I didn’t mean it like that. I..I- That came out wrong. I’m not mad or anything, I was just shocked.”

You bit your lip feeling guilty about the way he responded.

“Anyways.” Jaemin interrupted the awkward silence. “We just wanted to say hi and stop by. Maybe we can all hang out and stuff and be neighborly.”

He grinned, looking around at the group.

“Right.” You nodded slowly, “Thanks for the cookies, and it was nice meeting you all.” There was a forced smile on your face, but none of the boys seemed to notice or care.

Eventually the boys filtered out one by one, and you closed the door, sighing against it.

“They were nice.” Alex said, taking a bite in a cookie. “Oooh, and these are hella good.”

“Yeah.” You mumbled, moving to sit on the couch.

“Why do you look like that? You don’t like them?” She asked, grabbing a glass for milk. “You and Jisung already know each other though. By the way, how do you know him?”

You rubbed your hand over his face. “It’s a long story.”

“Well, I have the rest of the day.” She sang back, taking a seat on the cushion next to you.

And so, now that Jisung was back in your life, you were left no choice to fill her in.

“Damn! That’s awkward as hell.” Her eyes were widened to the max.

“Yeah, I know. But I didn’t want them to feel super weird, cause you know, neighbors right? I just can’t believe my luck though.” You sighed leaning back, slouching down.

“Yeah, but do you like him though?” She asked, to which you whipped your head towards her.

“What?”

“Do you like him? I mean this could be really good for you. Actually it’s a win-win for everyone here. I can stop forcing you on blind dates and you can date the boy you’ve been pining after for years.” She shrugged like it was obvious.

“Okay, I have not been pining after him for years, and we’re not going to date just because I liked him two years ago. I mean, didn’t you get it from what I told you? He doesn’t like me.” You tried to shut her down.

“What are you talking about? Did you see him today? He couldn’t tear his eyes away from you.” You frowned at her observation. You didn’t remember it the way she did, every time you looked at him, which wasn’t that often, he was desperately trying to avoid eye contact.

“No he wasn’t.” You nevertheless blushed at the idea. 

“Ooh, you’re blushing! Someone has a cru-ush!” She raised her voice, and you slapper her.

“Shut up, they’re right next door remember? They’re our neighbors.” She simply winked at you. 

“And no I don’t.” You added as an afterthought.

The small restaurant was bustling with energy, something the boys loved.

“Dude, why haven’t we been here before?” Mark asked, eyes wide with excitement, smacking Haechan’s shoulder unnecessarily hard.

Haechan tried to move away from him, but to no avail.

“I told you, Jeno always said this place was pricey.” He muttered back, giving in when he realised Mark’s habit wasn’t disappearing anytime soon.

“We shouldn’t have trusted Jeno’s cheap ass.” Renjun snorted, “The prices here look decent.”

“Hey!” Jeno tried to defend himself. “I’m a college student, everything is expensive.”

Jaemin threw an arm over Jeno’s shoulder, trying to comfort him. “Let’s just grab a booth.”

As they trudged down the busy pathway, Jeno spotted a familiar face.

“Hey isn’t that Y/N?” Jeno asked, elbowing Jisung in the side. But Jisung was already aware of your presence, he had been the moment they stepped into the restaurant.

“Don’t point.” Renjun slapped the boy’s hand down.

“I wasn’t-”

“Shut up.” 

“Wait… who’s that with her?” Jaemin asked the obvious, slurring his words at the end, as if just understanding the situation.

It seemed as if you were on a date, and Jisung’s heart dropped. It felt like his entire world came crashing down, like any and all hope he had in you went out the window.

Of course you would have a boyfriend, it’s been two years since you last talked, and it’s not like you were even an item. You texted for an hour. 

Jisung closed his eyes for a second, but the picture was still searing in his brain. Hell, he wasn’t even sure if he told you that he liked you.

“I guess we didn’t think about that. That she could have a boyfriend.” 

“Yeah, I mean it has been two years.” Mark nodded, agreeing with Jaemin.

“Guys, not helping.” Renjun said between gritted teeth.

Jisung bit his lip, silently running over the image of you. 

Is that your boyfriend? How long had you been dating? Was it after he ran into you? If he asked you out then, would that be him? 

He had so many questions he wanted answered, but he would never get them.

Chenle pulled his arm roughly, trying to drag him into the booth. “Jisung you’re staring. Try not to make it so obvious.” He teased.

Jisung quickly averted his eyes, choosing to sit where he could watch you from his seat. His stomach felt queasy, maybe that was a bad idea. Suddenly he lost his appetite at the sight of you smiling so widely at something funny your date had said.

Mark glanced up from his menu, staring at Jisung who was now downing his water. He elbowed Haechan who was concentrating on the menu. 

“Dude, say something.” He hissed at him, trying to get Haechan to lift the mood. But for some reason, today of all days, he wasn’t having it.

Haechan just shrugged, shaking his head, “What do you want me to do?” Then he went back to his menu.

Mark bit his lip nervously, feeling uncomfortable at the sight of Jisung so anxious. He shot a look at Renjun who understood and at least tried to spark up conversation.

“So Jeno, who’d you come here with again?” He asked, an attempt at diverting attention from the elephant in the room.

“Uhh… some girl…” Jeno mumbled back, blushing furiously.

“Jeno’s blushing!” Chenle shouted out, his loud voice carrying across the restaurant. 

This had Jisung cracking a smile. 

“Dude, not so loud.” Jeno groaned out, sinking into his seat. He turned to glare at Renjun, “Did you have to bring that up?”

Renjun shrugged, but sent a small apologetic smile. ‘Sorry’ he mouthed at the embarrassed boy.

You had Chenle to thank for alerting you of the group’s presence. You pulled away from your conversation with Lucas and craned your head to get a glimpse of your neighbors.

“Do you know them?” Lucas asked, following your gaze.

“Oh, yeah, they’re my neighbors.” You said back, tearing your eyes from their booth.

“Yikes, they’re kind of loud.” He chuckled, “That must be rough on you.”

You gave him a smile, accompanied by your own giggle. “Lucas, in case you didn’t notice, you’re loud.”

He let out a fake gasp, holding his hand against his chest, “Me?”

You laughed, “Lucas, on our first date you thought we had so many complaints about the ‘loud dude in the booth’ that they asked us to leave.”

He frowned, “It’s not my fault my voice carries. And I have a very pleasant laugh, they should’ve been happy to hear it.” He pouted, “But we got ice cream to make up for it.”

You bit your lip, holding back your grin at the memory. “Yeah and it was freezing out.” You paused watching his expression, “But it’s never too cold for ice cream, besides, I wouldn’t have gotten your jacket out of it. And by the way, I’m keeping it. It’s soft.”

He smiled widely, immediately agreeing with you. “I’m just gonna use that excuse to see you again.”

You returned his sentiment, it wouldn’t be all that bad to meet Lucas again. You seemed to enjoy yourself every time you met.

“Oh. Jisung, hey.” You let out surprised.

“Hi.” He smiled at you shyly, staring back at you.

“Hi.” You blushed at the awkward tension between the two of you.

You turned and locked the door quietly before facing your neighbor again. “I was just heading out.”

“Right.” He mumbled, retreating back towards his apartment.

“I was going to the bookstore to pick up some things…” You trailed off, watching his expression, “If you’d like to come…?”

You immediately regretted your offer, ducking your head to hide your embarrassment. “You don’t have to, that was-”

“Sure.”

You froze, quickly snapping your head to meet his gaze.

“I uhh… have some things to take care of too.” He stumbled over his words to accept your offer.

“Oh, okay.” You smiled shyly at your feet, a strange feeling in your stomach turning.

You nodded in the direction of campus, trudging forward slowly at first to let him catch up. Soon enough the two of you were keeping pace.

A few minutes passed before Jisung cleared his throat, “So what are you getting from the bookstore?”

You nodded to yourself, “I have a textbook I ordered. It’s ridiculous isn’t it? How insanely overpriced it is, and it’s not like it’s even possible to pass the class without it. I mean I’m paying enough for college, now I have to pay on top of that.” You took a breath and chuckled nervously, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to rant on you.”

Jisung grinned at the way you were so worked up, “No not at all. I totally agree. It’s a rip off, I mean why not just make it part of tuition, we’re paying enough as it is.”

You nodded, “Right? It’s not right to make it required, like I could totally pirate it online, but if the professors make our homework using the online site to turn it in, that’s not even an option.”

You sighed exasperated, and missed the look on Jisung’s face. He seemed to enjoy the way you raved on about something as simple as a textbook.

You paused at the sound of his laughter from beside you, and you turned to look at him with a smile, enjoying the sound. 

It was a fifteen minute walk to campus, and another five to the bookstore. And before you knew it the building was looming over your heads.

Jisung jogged a few paces before you, reaching for the door. You paused, watching as he stood aside, holding the door for you.

You blushed, perhaps, as they say, chivalry isn’t dead. “Thank you.”

You reached your hand up, pressing your cold fingers against your burning cheeks, an attempt to chase away the color.

“So which class is it for?” He asked, looking around, and thankfully not noticing your heated face.

“Economics.” You replied, lifting your head in search of your department.

The two of you wandered around for a few more moments, not searching particularly hard for the book in question.

“Look, introduction to Korean Pop Music.” He laughed, pointing at the textbook. “Can you believe there’s a whole course on that?”

You smiled, looking. “I dunno, it seems interesting. Besides, there’s classes for classical music, and pop music, why not K-pop?” 

He nodded back, giving you a glance.

“Here, economics.” You mumbled out, walking down the long corridor. You ran your fingers along the spines of all the books, stopping at the familiar title. “Jesus, 98 dollars.”

He frowned, sidling up next to you. 

Sighing you reluctantly pulled the book off the shelf. “Ready?”

Jisung looked at you under heavy brows.

“You’re going to get it?”

“It comes with the online version. I mean I have to get the online portion, might as well get the hardcopy for free with it.” You nodded towards the check out, stepping towards the staircase.

He followed in suit, stuffing his hands in his pocket. He ran into your back after you stopped abruptly, suddenly remembering something.

“Oh, didn’t you have to get a book?”

Jisung’s eyes widened, “Oh yeah.” At that moment he reached out and grabbed what seemed to be a random book from the closest table, but you chose to ignore it.

He raised the book, and gave you a smile.

Your eyebrows shot up, “Introduction to the female reproductive system?”

Jisung suddenly turned very pale, as he tried to play it off. “Yeah, ummm… for my biology class.”

You grinned, nodding like you believed him. But you chose to continue up the stairs, unable to watch as his face contorted. While you weren’t looking he quickly flipped over the cover, gulping at the sight of the price.

“80 dollars?” But he shook it off, trudging after you.

“Anything else for you?” A boy around the same age as you was checking you out.

“Nope, that should be it.” You smiled, fumbling around with your purse to find your wallet.

“Economics huh? Are you a ManEcon major?” He asked, leaning towards you slightly, ignoring Jisung who had arrived nearby.

You looked up from your bag, “Huh? Oh, yeah ManEcon. You?”

Your hand was still deep in your back when he replied. “Same, I’m a Junior, I managed to switch in last year.”

“Really?” You raised your eyebrows, “Was it difficult?”

“No, I mean I knew I wanted to switch early on, so I already was taking the classes I needed.”

You nodded back, “That makes sense. Have you taken macro yet? I’m signed up this quarter but I’m a little nervous.”

“I had Zeggert last quarter, she was pretty good.” He smiled, nodding, “She likes it when people go into office hours, really tries to help.”

You cracked a smile of your own, “No way, I have Zeggert. Thank goodness, I’m definitely going to use her office hours a lot then.”

You took a moment to successfully dig out your wallet, sliding him your card.

“That’s good, well, I’m here basically all the time. So if you ever need help, you know where to find me.” He winked at you, returning the card.

You murmured out a quick thanks, and stepped aside to let Jisung pay for his books.

Jisung didn’t take long, and you noticed that he was particularly cold with the cashier, who in turn wasn’t nearly as friendly with him as he was with you.

“He was kind of flirting with you.” Jisung mumbled out, picking at the brand new spine of his unneeded textbook.

You glanced at him, stepping through the door that he once again held open, not knowing how to respond to him.

“Don’t you have a boyfriend?” He asked under his breath as you caught up beside him.

“What?” You shot him a puzzled look.

Jisung raised his eyebrows, “Your boy...friend?” He slowed his words, questioning them himself.

“I don’t have a boyfriend.” You let out, not pausing in your steps. The same couldn’t be said for Jisung.

He jogged slightly to catch up. “But your date…?”

“My date?” You asked, now choosing to stop and face him. You shook your head, confused, “What date?”

“The- the guy you were with at the restaurant Wednesday.” He studied the sidewalk intently, flustered at his confession.

“You saw me?” You leaned down slightly, trying to catch his gaze.

“I-uh… I mean I didn’t mean to watch you. But we just happened to go to that restaurant.” He mumbled, choosing to walk forward and escape the situation, but you quickly caught up.

“He’s not my boyfriend, I mean, we were on a date, but he’s not my boyfriend.” You felt the need to defend yourself, or at least clear things up. Although you didn’t know why you felt the need.

“Oh. A date.” He mumbled. He was overjoyed at the fact that you weren’t dating anyone, but couldn’t help but be disappointed at the mention of a date. From what he remembered, you seemed to be enjoying yourself then.

The silence grew until you reached your doorstep. It had taken Jisung fifteen minutes to decide, fifteen minutes to pluck up the courage he needed.

“How about a date with me?” Although he refused to meet your eyes, you felt the genuinity.

Part 2

© Copyright 2021. hyuckssunchip. All rights reserved.

[yoshimochii]

Alone.

Heyo, Mochi here uh...this is one of my first fanfics...so yeah! I know things trigger me pretty easily sometimes and people don’t always put warnings or anything so here! There will be cursing and mean stuff. DONT BE MEAN IN REAL LIFE OR I WILL KICK YOUR BUTTS!! MOCHI DONT PLAY GAMES. Before you start I want to say AHH YOUR AMAZING AND THANK YOU FOR THE HELP TO @mangospams  besttt person ever!  Anywhoooo take a mochi and enjoy the fanfic!!

Fanfic: Kurapika x Reader 

Warning: Angst, Cursing

You and Kurapika have been dating for a while now. After the hunter’s exam Kurapika and yourself had gotten really close. Close enough to where he started to become really open about his past, and what he had suffered through. He had explained how he wished to get rid of any trace of the spiders, and how he would stop at nothing to get his revenge. You fully supported his decision and constantly told him that no matter what you were going to fight along side him. He unwillingly accepted that due to your stubbornness and you two had learned Nen together. You stuck by his side no matter what. Unknown to you this bothered Kurapika so much. It wasn’t because he didn’t enjoy your company, or he hated you near him. It was that he was afraid of how much danger you were putting yourself in. He was fully aware of how dangerous the Spiders truly were and the fact that you were putting yourself in complete danger was starting to get into his head.

One night while you and Kurapika were getting ready for bed after a long day of work you had said something that finally made him snap. He was already aggravated and sleep deprived, you had realized that and went up to him, put your hand on his shoulder and softly said “Kurapika…it’s okay. We will find them, and we will get revenge. For now, hunny get some rest, when you wake up in the morning I will be here.” This only fueled his rage and his eyes had turned the same shade when he thought of the Spiders. Red. He slapped your hand away and then pushed you into the wall, in which you hit your head. He looked at you with…hatred? What had you done? Did you say something wrong? Did you do something wrong? What happened? All these thoughts filled your head before he finally spoke up “I don’t understand why you think I could ever need someone as weak as you?!! My only goal, my only passion is to kill those spiders. That is the only thing I give a damm about!! Stay the fuck away from me. I can do this alone.”

As those words fell from the man who claimed to love you lips, all you could do was stare. You traced back his words…”That is the only thing I give a damm about”….and that was it. You broke the already tense silence by getting up and shoving your clothes in a bag. Kurapika did nothing but stare at you in disbelief of the words that just came out of his mouth. He didn’t mean them. He truly didn’t. He loved you so much and the only reason he said those things was because he was worried. He watched you shove the rest of your belongings in your bag before you yanked the necklace, he had given you and threw it on the bed.  When he saw you through the beautiful ruby necklace on the bed, he was about to say something but before he could you stopped him. “If that’s the only thing you give a fuck about, then I am sure you can do this alone.” You said with tears filling the brims of your eyes as you ran out the room slamming the door behind you, leaving Kurapika there in complete shock that the only person who truly understood him had left because of him.

[weyheyjxlya]

０３． Ｐｕｚｚｌｅ Ｐｉｅｃｅ

𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌

*•.¸♡ synopsis ♡¸.•*

You came to watch the Schweiden Adlers vs. MSBY Jackals with your childhood best friend Yachi and the squad. First-year squad. And that includes Tsukishima Kei. That tall, blonde, gorgeous, salty, and once was yours but you got to let go four years ago. With hearts thumping loud and thoughts screaming out on its own. “I miss you. I’ve missed you to the point that I can’t breathe. I miss you, please be back” These words are just waiting to be spoken like some kind of soulmates telepathy. Will they be able to say it? Will they still be able to fulfill that promise? or…

*•.¸♡ warning: manga spoilers!

m.list | 02 | 03 | 04 

“Not really sure how to feel about it Something in the way you move Makes me feel like I can't live without you It takes me all the way I want you to stay”

"Yachi." A voice that sends shivers down your spine. A voice that you're over-familiar with. A voice that's soothing that you've felt comfortable with. A voice that you've also missed over the years. "Oh, you're here Y/N!!" he exclaimed "Yes, I am. Hello...."

"Yes, I am. Hello Tadashi!" you replied with a big sigh of relief to yourself because Tsukishima's not standing beside him. "Y/N!??!?!" Shimada-san exclaimed with eyes wide-open. Kinda not believing what he's seeing. "Y/n?? That renowned writer from Karasuno? That Akutagawa Ayaka? That friend of your disciple?" asked by Takinoue which filled laughter to their konyaku skewers stall because of his continuous questions "Yeah right" Shimada answered calmly after laughing too hard "Oh and I remember. How are you and that beanpole? Tsukishima is it?" he asked again but this time everybody's mood just sunken. "No, it's okay guys. We're already done 4 years ago. We're both fine now Takinoue-san, thank you for asking." you calmly answered but it made you realize something. That question made you miss him more and you're seeing him later on. "Scary," you thought to yourself. You're on the edge of backing out because you're scared to feel his presence again, you're scared to let that suppressed feeling that you've hidden for the past 4 years out, and you're scared that in the end you'll search and long for his existence again after this meeting. Trying to break the awkwardness, Yamaguchi barged in with the invite of buying onigiris at the next stall. To your surprise, it's one of the monstrous Miya brothers and he's selling onigiris and is not with his brother playing volleyball. So your squad gave thank you's to Shimada and Takinoue-san (who's scratching his head out of embarrassment) and scooted over to the other stall. "Oh, another from Karasuno! Their manager and another one hmm but you're not a member of its club but I remember you," he said while trying to guess who you are. "No it's fine, but thank you fo-" "Oh! you're the girlfriend of that guy with that nasty blocks! I remember you now. I was eyeing you then I searched for you outside the court then you made a scene after they just got out of the exit. He sure is lucky heh heh." he halted with a smirk from remembering that scene that happened 4 years ago.

fwiiiIiiiIIIiitTTTtttTTt  The set ended. As the whistle blew, by instinct, you ran with all your might from the bleachers down to the court's exit to meet them. Karasuno loss to Inarizaki high. Miya brothers got their revenge from their loss last year. Nearing the court's exit, you've tried to suppress all your emotions, tried to suppress that tears from flowing because you'll know it'll affect them, and you've decided to mouth a mantra "You can do it y/n. Don't cry!" over and over again. But the sight of Karasuno VBC having a satisfied yet you believe that they're just keeping a strong front. You've shouted, "YOU GUYS DID SO WELL!!" 

"NOYA-SAAAAAAAAN YOU'RE SO COOOOOL"

"TANAKA-SAN THOSE SPIKES ARE SO COOOOL"

"YOU SENPAIS ARE THE BESTTT!!" You've tried your best to cheer them all up but in the end, you're the one who's crying like a baby. In the end, they've chuckled at your sight and answered in unison "We're all fine Y/N! At least we got into the nationals again" as they patted your head one-by-one. Until you've felt a familiar hand over the crown of your head. That hand that you've memorized so well. It's Tsukishima's. "Kei!!" you exclaimed as you climbed up the tall beanpole and you wrapped your legs around his waist. "Are you okay? Don't feel so upset, please. I'll ready my shoulders and lap for you. Do you want some strawberry shortcake? We can buy it on the way home or you want me to bake one? Just tell me. Let's watch again the Jurassic Park series hmm? deal?" you blabbered as you look onto his eyes with puppy eyes. "Dumbass!! You never failed to amaze me with your idio-" he halted as you pulled his head into a kiss as you can never think of another way to comfort him right at that moment. You know he needs to be comforted because Tsuki always wanted to win and you know for sure that he'll be hiding this disappointment all by himself afterward. Hinata and Kageyama stood in surprise as both of them cannot register what's happening right in front of them. Meanwhile, the whole Karasuno VBC can't even believe that the one that's involved in this couple scene is Tsukishima. That's why they just whistled it off and just continued with their after match agenda. "I WISH KIYOKO-SAN IS HERE" Tanaka and Nishinoya mumbled and cried out. ~~~ "Oh, she's taken." Osamu scoffed to himself as he tried to search for you as he was amazed by your beauty and courage back at the bleachers as you try to cheer wholeheartedly for Karasuno. 

"Oh, haha that. We remember, thanks hahaha!!" you answered nervously, thinking "am I gonna encounter everyone that I knew back in my high school days like this?". And fear crept you up more as you finished buying things and now walking off inside the arena. thud thuD tHuD "UGH" you've said to yourself Every step you take, your heart beats so loud like it's trying to escape out of your chest. Blood is getting to your head out of nervousness to encounter him once again.

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"TSUKI!! I GOT EM!" Your heartbeats became extremely audible when you heard Yamaguchi shout for Tsukishima's name and attention. "No, I only drink Kahlua and milk. I don't appreciate people who......" Every noise from the whole arena became inaudible as Tsukishima muttered words as an answer for Yamaguchi's exclamation.  Damn, you've missed this voice so much. This voice that comforted you, secured you, annoyed you, and whispered words to you lovingly. Suddenly, you've wished that could press that restart button so you can start all over again and delete that past mistake of leaving him out of your own cowardice. 

This is what you've been missing and longing for. This is the missing puzzle piece. Tsukishima Kei is the home that you've been longing for.

*•.¸♡ a/n: yay!! got to finish it before sunday hits my face because I’ll be reviewing laods for biochemistry. medical school peeps, geesh. So yeah, this is my first time writing and I would love to hear your thoughts about this. Thank you!! 

*•.¸♡ taglist ♡¸.•*  @maviiiiic @differentballooncollection @keikink @kodzu-ken​ @soleil-sole (will still tag u hehe :3)

[kimnjss]

Finally yoongi and jimin🤦🏽‍♀️ I was starting to choke because of the tension😂😂😂 but skipping practice already jimin……👀👀👀 what does tae have to say about this😂😂😂

Jeon Jungkook😂😂😂😂 that was the most bizarre kidnapping situation I’ve ever heard😂😂😂 why would the kidnappers want YOU to fuck Arya???? What would they benefit from it???…unless🤔…scenario jungkook organized the whole kidnapping just to fuck Arya but make it seem as though he was innocent🤭…hmmm🧐🧐 scenario jk seems sus🤔

Who even came up with the whole 3 day wait period……honestly if you like someone why should you have to wait a couple days after the date to talk to them🙄 sounds ridiculous to me.

But I’m glad my girl yn didn’t give it up on the first date. Because neither of them have passed the denial stage of the feelings🤦🏽‍♀️ and let’s not forget hoseok has a history😬

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Hey🤧 it’s exam time again🥲

imma gonna be taking a 3 week break from tumblr to study and do my exams……sigh……which means I wouldn’t be up to date on heartbreaker anymore😩😔 but I can’t wait to come back and catch up. The only good news is that I’ll be back in time for butter’s 🧈 comeback

I’m gonna miss my fav side ship and fuck boy jk🤧

they were taking soo long acting like they weren’t only arguing w each other bc they think the other is cute . yet yoongi is still vague as hell w it lmao ‘jimin is kinda cute a little bit’ just say you want to fuck already . 

no idea what response he thought he was going to get lmao . buut joon was not having it ., lmao nd i wouldn’t even put it past him . he would probably do it just for shits nd giggles nd wouldn’t go all the way through ., buut would never let joon forget that he said that he could fuck his girl . that would be like his catch phrase to everything if that were to ever happen .

the three day waiting period is the dumbest thing that i’ve ever heard . like imagine applying that to everyday life shit . dudes just say whatever nd think they’re making sense . 

it’s good that she waited thoo !! their chemistry is sthere nd they have fun when they’re together ., but yeah there’s a lot more talkng nd opening up w each other they have to do before she’s going to be seeing him as boyfriend material . baby steps . 

>>>

good luck on your exams !! i know you’re going to do so well ., study hard and ry your besttt !! (love that you’ll be back for butter ., have a feeling this comeback is gonna be huge)

[softpine]

a couple story questions but mostly quiz discussion!! i’m so glad you guys like it jsdkjs 💖

omg that means a lot to me that you can relate, i hope that the resolution will feel right!! in the meantime, i hope your partner is supportive and i hope you’re doing well 💖💖

hey!! wcifs are open but i don’t really consider this a wcif anyway lmao! but i don’t know where to find a replacement :( i hardly ever use maxis furniture now that i’m more alpha, so i didn’t even know this was happening! sorry about that bby :(

@astralani​ madly in like jsdkjs no spoilers though :’) we just have to wait and see 👀 also ily 💖

omg i’ve never even seen this in game yet?? but i looked it up and yesss i might have to make a recolor real quick, i already have a mesh in mind too :’)

ah yeah it’s human nature to doubt your own abilities!! i still get extremely nervous before i post anything, and i read my own posts over and over again to find mistakes, but some of them still slip through the cracks. but luckily, you are your own worst critic!! hardly anyone notices your mistakes as much as you do, and even if they do notice, most people won’t care. none of us have editors, we’re all just here for fun & to share a story with the world!! if anyone gives you shit, just remember that this is a hobby and no one should be allowed to take away your enjoyment from something you love doing. i personally would love to read anything you want to write 💖💖

oh is this about jay? i’m mostly worried about tagging because i want people to be able to see every post she’s in from the beginning, and i can only do that if i use the same name for a tag. so i’m considering changing all her tags to “s j donovan” because those initials apply to both her birth & chosen name. but i’m not sure yet!! i still have some time to figure things out. i could even just have 2 links on the character page, if that would be easier?

@devilsylver​ you can see all the effects i used by opening up the configuration panel and seeing which ones are check marked :)

quiz discussion!

mostly beth!! which is exactly what i expected :’) second is asa, which is cool bc i’m pretty sure we all wish we could disappear in the forest every once in a while lmaoo

ahh well beth was basically a self-insert in the beginning jsdkjs but honestly i think i feel a closer personal bond with cara? i have really similar emotions & problems as her, but my reaction to them is different. but i also feel like asa because we have all the same interests, especially regarding nature & animals :’) if you couldn’t tell already, i put huge pieces of myself into each character lmaoo

jksjd i’m so happy you liked your results!!

omg yeah you’re right she’s a virgo!! (idk anything about astrology beyond that, like the sun vs. moon stuff sjdkjs) and that’s so cool :’)

FJKSJD i love that ;-;

lmaoo it’s okay, it happens to the best of us 😭 also good morning :’) or good night by now probably oops

aww don’t apologize, that’s really cute!! i’ve always wished my name had a cool meaning like that, but mine means nothing 😔 and hell yeah coffee is the besttt

we are all learning things about ourselves :’)

fjksjd i’m glad you liked it!! 💖

i’m sorry omg i went too hard in his description lmaoo ily come get this friendly hug ;-;

aww that’s so cute!! not many people got her so that’s cool!!

i took the quiz myself and the same thing happened to me?? i was like okay jfksjd but i’m glad you liked it anyway!!

@faerieangels​ omg you asked your boyfriend to take it 😳 that’s so cute that you got the same results jkdsjs i’m happy you liked it!!

moooood ;-; i’m glad you were happy with the result 💖

[essercipertuttienonperse]

Idk why but Louis being visibly comfy and happy and enjoying himself laughing or bantering with his people, joking about random stuff or like basically seeing him be a normal person doing normal things is like v v sexy to me. It makes all the y/n alarms ring in my brain. Also I can't fucking stop thinking about actor Louis. We've seen tidbits of his talent here and there in mvs and tv appearance before so he'd be gooood. He might want different things now than five years ago but I hope he reconsiders at least something experimental in the future just to give us a taste

ahhh those moments are always the besttt!! idk if you've seen that video of him talking to fans after the oasis movie premiere but he was so cuteee!! and i love that we joke with him and him with us like we're friends! and his interactions always feel genuine and like he's just a normal person! i love him sm and i love our relationship with him :((

we were robbed in 2015! it would have been so good i think! and yeah i hope now he gets to do what he wants to do (music and touring 😫🤞🏻) but i would def love to see if he ever goes into that direction too in the future. i still think he should have had a cameo in peaky blinders!

[nakalimutang-sumpaan]

The amount of effort I put into you guys dude. ESPECIALLY you. And I don’t even have feelings for you like that... But I’ve been hearing you started talking to someone and more people close to you are adding her on IG so... I mean it’s one thing if it’s just Ading following. But now it’s even your mom, sister, and Bible teachers lol so it must be serious? I just hope she’s a good one, despite your mom not liking her for some reason.

It’s so weird how my love language is Touch and Words of Affirmation... which is true. That’s how I feel the most love. And I’m also very affectionate and touchy if I love and am comfy around you.

However, I don’t know if this is a thing but... I feel like the way I feel

(OMG YOU JUST TEXTED BC YOU JUST CAME OVER TO PICK UP YOUR GIFTS AND SAID THAT YOU JUST READ MY LETTER and AHHHH I’M LITERALLY CRYINGGG 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ AND IT MADE YOU “tear up a bit.. 😭 hahaha” YESSSS HAHAHAHA. And you said it was exactly what you needed to hear bc sometimes you forget and are so hard on yourself 🥺 ugh and I just assured you how much I/we look up to you and love you. And you just said “🥺 aww thanks, I love you guys too 😊” GAH but I’m sorry what?! Like dude... you’ve accomplished SO MUCH and have your life together already and are doing things people in their mid-20s or even mid-30s are trying to do, and you can’t even legally drink yet 😂 bruh. Just 🙃 are you kidding me... can I be you!? HAHA. Freaking pioneer, MS, summa cum laude, like 10 talks within a year since you first gave your first one, got a REAL ADULT JOB A MONTH AFTER GRADUATING FREAKING $35 STARTING WITH FREE COMPUTERS AND IPADS. And how you gave your sister the new iPad you got bc she gave away her old Samsung tablet to an elderly one to make it easier to access Zoom and you guys helped show her how everything works. Bought a new car... which isn’t the dream car we both found out we shared but it’s still sexy and feeling the vroom vroom just makes me 🤤 HAHA and it’s so funny bc I always know when you’re outside when you drop something off/pick something up before letting me know. Like ugh. You make it so easy to love you. I wish you’d see yourself through my eyes 🥺 or Jehovah’s eyes. Tbh though I think that was the best and most heartfelt letter I’ve ever written. Strangely enough it’s always for you. You just make it so easy. I remember when I made that card 2 years ago and freaked out bc I’ve been wanting to do that for my best friend and drew the front of her card, but all I wrote inside were a few words and just never finished. It’s still sitting in my shelf. But with you, it just flowed. And then I asked myself, “How you gonna do this for him of all people when you haven’t done it for any of your best/closest friends?” So I made Marc one and tbh that was the best card I’ve ever made LOL. Until now. For you. I hope you pin it somewhere as a reminder. I wonder if you kept the first one. I hope you did lol. But like dude... I just reread this recent one over and over after you said you just read it.. and I realized it’s like a freaking love/Anniversary letter wth LOL uh...oops?)

BUT WHAT I WAS SAYING...

The way I feel/receive love is different than how I show it. I show it moreso through yes, Touch, but I’m not very good with words. I mean sure, I’m going be as encouraging as I can be, and am one to take every opportunity to say GOOD JOB! And I’M PROUD OF YOU. But I’m not like others who can literally hype you up and are so articulate and encouraging no matter what the situation is. If you’re feeling down or sad, I feel like yes ima be there to hug you and listen. But I’m not good at responding and saying something wise right off the bat without processing first. I instead am very much an Acts of Service person. Let me do this for you. Cook cook cook. Bake bake bake. Draw and put in effort into letters and gifts. I bought this bc I saw it and thought of you (Okay I lowkey think it might actually be gift giving bc I try my best to gift personal and thoughtful things and make mental or actual notes about others haha) but yeah Idk! I think the way I experience is different that the way I express. It’s interesting.

But yo I’m crying hahaha. And it’s so funny bc I can tell you’re really still thinking about the letter and reading it again. You keep texting every few minutes. “Did I really say those things to you? Sometimes I forget what I said hahaha” “Yeah hahaha I mean it was a while back but they stuck with me 😆” It’s pretty dang cute my heart can’t take it haha. That was literally the goal though bc I have NEVER SEEN YOU CRY OR EVEN TEAR UP OR BE ONE TO SHOW ANY TYPE OF EMOTION LIKE THAT LOL. I’VE BEEN TRYING TO GET IT OUT OF YOU FOR YEARS. SO WOOHOOOO. SUCCESS! HAHA. I’M SO HAPPY YOU’RE HAPPY. YOU HAPPY MAKES MY HEART HAPPY BC YOU DESERVE THE BESTTT ☺️☺️☺️💙💙💙

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Fellow skin picker here.... It sucks!!!! The only thing that's ever worked for me is getting acrylic nails which is so inconvenient

Sorry gahhh, I literally didn't wanna answer this until I plugged in my actually workable keyboard, and it only took me like 3 daysss lmfao. Anyway hugs you a lot. I wish I could do acrylic nails, but yeah it really is inconvenient. Not only cost-wise (like I would never have the patience or dexterity to put them on myself; I'd need a professional manicure every 6 weeks), but also in terms of like... using your hands?Long nails = no typing, no phone use, no ANYTHING lmao, and it quickly would drive me crazy :/I am gonna make a tips post in a few days because damn I was in the same boat as you until recently... No advice ever really seems to work... but I think I found some that might?Anyway, it's nice to have solidarity and I'm wishing you the besttt. Honestly so many people pick their skin. So many. I know I was ashamed for a long, long time, but once I started talking about it, I realized that it's more likely for the other person to be a skin picker than for them not to be. (I actually only have one close friend who DOESN'T ever pick their skin. And I have a LOT of friends lol). So yeah. If you're ashamed, don't be. It's so normal