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kimnjss · 5 years ago

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desperate housewife | jjk

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader (ft. taehyung) ⇢ genre: smut. ⇢ word count: 5.5K ⇢ theme: husband!jungkook, housewife au, established relationship ⇢ rating: explicit. ⇢ warnings: soft angry guk, car sex, nipple play, unprotected sex (stay safe loves!)… this was lowkey kind softcore, ngl. ⇢ summary: bored with your husband gone all the time, you decide to take up a new hobby... jungkook can only seem to focus on one thing when it comes to your new pastime. ⇢ A/N: this was heavily influenced by desperate housewives, okay. ive been binging it during quarantine nd kind of spit this out lmao. also!! want to apologize if this feels all over the place, kept on stopping nd starting again... so yeah!

The day your husband proposed, he gave you his word that you'd never have to lift a finger once you were married to him. His faith in his career and talents fueling his proclamation. You would've said yes even without it, but it was nice how badly he wanted to treat you like a princess.

You and Jungkook had been together for two years before he decided to get down on one knee. He made it known that he thought you were the one from the beginning and you had always thought, it was soon to tell- but he was right.

Your agreement was no short of immediate, wedding date set for an exact year after that day and you couldn't wait. Jungkook was oddly helpful with the planning and organization, way more than you'd expect a husband to be, but he was genuinely interested.

With his help, you two pulled off a gorgeous ceremony. His family and yours filling the place, watching as you agreed to become one with this man. It was all you wanted. Becoming Mrs. Jeon Jungkook was the best day of your life. Three days after your honeymoon in Malta, Jungkook was urging you to quit your job.

You did.

Jungkook was serious about keeping his word, didn't plan for you to lift a finger at all. A maid was hired to do the cleaning, chef to do the cooking, a yard boy to tend to your pool and pretty garden. You even had a personal driver to drive the car he had purchased for you.

Not once did you think of complaining. It was nice. Not having to worry about this or that or the other thing. Having everything done for you really freed up time for you to do the things that you really liked to do. The only problem was, you've been busy working your whole life you never really had the chance to figure out exactly what that was.

And it wasn't like you could hang out with the husband you loved so much, he hardly had time to cut his hair, let alone hang out with you. So you spent your days at home, chatting with the members of your staff and counting down to the days that Jungkook was able to come home.

It wasn't until you caught yourself in a heated argument with the yard boy about the exact inch length of your front lawn did the realization hit you. You needed a hobby. Shopping, getting your hair and nails done, that wasn't going to cut it. You needed something that was just for you.

You just needed to figure out what that was.

Sat on the couch with your feet propped on an ottoman, you flipped through your catalog. Sulin, the maid, stood across from you, wiping the windows down with glass cleaner. The sound of a car door slam had your fingers stilling, your body perking as your attention was brought to the large window in your living room.

“Mr. Jeon is home,” Sulin informed you, but you were already standing; all but running out the front door. Jungkook was waving goodbye to the man who had dropped him off, hands clutching his way too large suitcase. “Baby!” You squealed, not being able to contain yourself as you leaped for him.

Your husband and his ever so impressive reflexes were catching you easily, allowing your legs to wrap around his waist as he leaned up for a starved kiss. His hands were properly placed on your sculpted bottom, slowly inching up to grip the flesh. A squeal flew from your lips as you pulled back, playfully swatting at his shoulder.

“Do you really think the Jefferson's want an eye full of you groping your wife on the front lawn?” You questioned with a raised brow. Jungkook shrugged his strong shoulders, tilting his head up to reach for your lips again.

“The Jefferson's have been married 30 years, have six kids, I think they know a thing or two about groping.” You pushed the thought of your ancient neighbors going at it, instead deciding to concentrate on the cute dimples indenting your husband's cheeks as he flashed a boyish grin. Not only was this man blessed with deadly good looks, but he also had the heart and spirit of a young child. Things never got boring with him around.

Your hands cradled his face, leaning down the rest of the way to press your lips to his again. “I've missed you so much.” Your words are barely comprehensible, considering your mouth is smushed against his. Somehow, he understands you totally, sharing your sentiment with a wide grin.

His hands finding your ass again, Jungkook holds you to him as he begins taking long steps toward your house. You could feel his length against your thigh with each step he took and you knew exactly what you were in for once you reached the bedroom. Or maybe the kitchen. Hell, he might even give up on the front porch and do it there.

Yeah, things never got boring with Jungkook around.

An entire week had passed since Jungkook came back home. A whole week filled with laughter, games, impromptu trips, spontaneous dates. A full week of fun with the man of your dreams. Every waking moment was spent together, genuinely enjoying each other that you forgot he would be leaving come Sunday.

This is why you wore a permanent scowl on your face as you neatly folded his clothes, taking on the task to pack his suitcase. Sulin had been doing it when you entered the bedroom, but for some odd reason, you felt like you wanted to. She was more than happy to pass the task on to you, moving to get dinner started.

Since it was Jungkook's last day in the house, Sulin had suggested she made all of his favorite foods for dinner tonight. No protests on your husband's side, of course, and you figured your waistline could suffer if it meant witnessing that huge bunny smile that took over his features.

Warm arms wrapped around your waist, chiseled chin nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Jungkook pulled you into his embrace, taking in the sweet smell of the perfume you prayed whenever you got out the shower. “How's my princess doing?” His tone was soft and caring.

Jungkook knew that you were upset that he was leaving. But he also knew that you weren't upset with him. Couldn't be upset with him because you knew what you were in for from the beginning. It just annoyed you that his job always cut into the time that the two of you got to spend together. He was hardly ever home, never really unpacked when he was home because it was just a matter of time until he was leaving again.

It was like your house was just a rest stop and that annoyed you, passionately. You didn't want to make him feel bad, though. You knew he was trying his best; could tell with how he fought sleep when he was back just so he could spend time with you. It was hard on him too, so there was no reason to make a stink out of it.

You pulled his suitcase closed, zipping it before turning in his arms. Your scowl had morphed into a pout, arms wrapping around his neck. Lifting up on your tiptoes, you pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. “I'm okay. What time is your flight?” You wanted to know just how much time you had left with him.

“Javier will pick me up right after dinner.” Guess you only had a few more hours left with him then. A sigh slipped from his lips, his hands cupping your face and thumb brushing over your cheek. “I won't be gone long this time. Just a week or two and then I have a month off,” He offered up with a grin and you matched it, nodding your head.

“Can we visit that resort when you get back, then?” You looked up at him hopeful, his head was nodding not even giving a moment to think of the request. “Whatever you want. Just put it on the schedule. A whole month, I'm all yours.”

It was like time was on a treadmill whenever you were with him. Before you knew it, dinner was being served and the two of you sat across each other at your way too big dining table. “You know,” He was speaking after some time had passed without either of you saying a word.

You were playing with your food, eating in slow motion as if that would keep time from moving so he wouldn't have to leave just yet. Head lifting at the sound of his words, you tilted your head to the side. “Sammie Fields and a couple of her girlfriends all take dance lessons at the gym across town.”

Face contorted, you tried to figure out why he was offering up this information all of a sudden. “Alright, you got me. Why are you telling me this?” You pushed out a laugh, hoping not to sound too harsh. You just wanted to enjoy your silent dinner before he was being whisked away.

“Maybe you should join them sometime?”

“Is this your way of telling me that I need to start working out? Believe it or not, Jeon Jungkook I'm in-” He was quick to cut you off, quick denying shakes of his hands as he leaned toward you. “No! No, it's nothing like that. I just... you said that you were bored,” Your cheeks darkened, had forgotten that you had shared that with him while catching him up on everything that had been happening while he was gone.

“Oh, yeah. Right. Sorry.” You smiled sheepishly and he shook his head. “I don't really get along with Sammie and her friends. Don't think they'd really care for me tagging along.” It was no secret that the girls on the block weren't all too fond of you. You weren't sure why, but they didn't really seem interested in being your friend – had their little clique made before you even moved in.

And they weren't taking any newbies anytime soon.

“Ugh, I wish you could just come with me. I hate that you're stuck in the house bored all the time.” It had been suggested and shut down when you two first got married. Jungkook didn't really want to travel without you with your marriage so new, so he came up with the idea that you just came along with him.

His manager was quick to veto his proposal, deeming you an unnecessary distraction – the asshole. “I'll be fine, don't worry about me.” You pushed a smile onto your face, but he didn't look convinced; cut into his pork with a quizzical look on his face. His teeth worried his lower lip and you could almost literally see the wheels turning in his head.

“Or! You know what, I could take up tennis?” You suggested, with a grin. “Tennis? Since when were you into tennis?” A shrug of your shoulder was sent in his direction as you reached forward to grasp your wine glass, bringing it to your lips. “It's never too late to learn,” He nodded.

“Are you sure you're going to like it? I mean... not to discourage you, but baby, I've not even seen you pick up a ball. Well, besides...” From the smirk on his face, you knew exactly what he was alluding to. You rolled your eyes, trying to hide the smile that tried to peek through.

“It could be fun,”

You could tell that he was happier now, at ease knowing that you weren't just going to sit around watching grass grow as you waited for him to come back. “Alright, then! I'll get you the best trainer there is. Let me just...” His hand reached for his phone on the table, your hand quick to stop him.

“You don't have to do that, baby. I'm sure there are plenty of good enough trainers at the gym. Cheaper too.” Although you loved being pampered and spoiled by him, you didn't marry him because he was stinking rich.

You married him because you were madly, deeply, truly in love with him- so there was no need for him to hire 'the best' anything for your new hobby.

“I guess if you're sure.”

“I'm sure. I'll head to the gym tomorrow and meet someone,” He nodded, attention being drawn back to the meal in front of him. Finally being able to enjoy his favorite food without worry creasing his brows.

Two days after Jungkook had left, you were dragging yourself out of bed and heading straight to the gym. You were excited, always had liked tennis and the whole idea of it; you figured it would be fun to actually play it.

Finding a trainer was a lot easier than you had thought it would be. After a brief conversation with the lady at the front desk, she was leading you down a long corridor into a sectioned off area of the gym. More elaborate work out machines were back here, a large TV and a sauna.

“Mr. Kim.” She called to the man running on the treadmill. A fitting long-sleeved top hugged his muscles, loose shorts bouncing with each movement of his strong legs. The woman called out to him once more before he was pulling the headphone from his ear, pressing a few buttons on the machine to slow his steps into a walk.

“What's up?” He replied, a bit out of breath.

“This is Mrs. Jeon,” She introduced you formerly, despite how you insisted she uses your first name. The man cocked a brow, sparing a sideways glance in your direction. Undeniably handsome, a face appears to be carefully structured by the gods. A strong jaw, pink full lips, cheekbones, nose a little large but fitting for his handsome face, dark intense eyes guarded by long eyelashes. Even his eyebrows were pretty, what the fuck?

The man pushed a long finger against the machine in front of him, stopping it completely. “She's in looking for a tennis trainer. I figured you would be fit for it.” He was hopping off of the machine, turning to face the two of you fully.

“Have you ever played before?” His words were directed to you, but you were distracted by the deepness of his voice. Did he really sound like that... all the time? How intimidating. His head tilted, awaiting your answer.

You could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks, desperately trying to rake your brain from what he had just said. “Oh!” You spoke a little too loudly. “Not really, no. I've just always wanted to...” The intense way he was staring at you had your sentence trailing off.

He didn't speak, eyes scanning over you carefully; making you feel small. Even the girl that brought you here sensed the odd tension, shifting uncomfortably on the balls of her feet. His tongue pushed out to lick his dry lips, a smirk taking over his features as he dragged his gaze back up to your eyes. What you would give to know what was going through his mind just then.

“It'd be my pleasure,” His voice velvety sweet with some promised laced in his words. You grinned, taking hold of the hand that he had extended out to you. “I'm Taehyung.” He introduced himself with a small smile.

Taehyung nodded at the sound of your name, going to release your hand from his grasp just as the piece of jewelry wrapped around your fourth finger caught his attention. Mindlessly, his fingers brushed it, his eyes finding yours once again.

There was something going on in his mind, you knew it. Could tell by the furrow of his brow and the smirk on his face. You just couldn't decipher what it was. His hand was dropping yours, slipping into the pocket of his pants.

“Lynn will set you up with my schedule. See you soon, Yn.” Taehyung flashed that teasing smile before tucking his earphone back in and climbing back onto the machine. Lynn led you out the same way you first came, stopping at the front desk to schedule you.

No matter how hard you tried to concentrate on the words coming out of her mouth, you couldn't shake the thought of Taehyung from your mind. It was weird. Sure, you've been swooned by attractive guys before, you were married; not blind. But this was different, he was different.

You didn't know what it was and you were scared to find out. There was no point in either way. These were just tennis lessons. Nothing more, nothing less. You were married so that was it. Halfway home, you wondered if you should turn around and demand a different trainer. Decided against it, surely nothing will happen..., right?

Two weeks had passed since Taehyung had become your personal trainer. It was fun, learning the sport and getting to know the mysterious man that paid so much attention to your skills. He had this set narrative of what you were capable of and never accepted less, always pushing you and oddly you liked it.

Your game was getting better as the days rolled by. Time no longer standing still with this new hobby of yours. You two met every day at 3 o'clock, most lessons lasting for an hour... maybe two if he wasn't busy, three if he got hungry in the middle. It was fun and you were quickly feeling as though you could think of the man as a friend.

The tension that surrounded you two when the first meeting had died down. You weren't interested, no matter how many smirks he threw in your direction. Jungkook was the love of your life and messing that up was at the bottom of your list. It wasn't even on your list. Taehyung got the hint without you having to spell it out for him. You appreciated that.

A gentle hand on the small of your back stilled your movements, your head turning to face the handsome man standing behind you. “You need to straighten your back,” His deep voice instructed and you nodded your head, following his orders.

He smiled, hand leaving your back to grasp your elbow- the other hand reaching for your wrist. “Tuck your core in when you swing, gives you more power.” The hand on his elbow dropped, splayed fingers landing over your belly button. You brought your arms back, tucking your core in and going for the swing.

You could feel the difference. “Oh! I didn't think it would-”

“What the fuck do you think you're doing?” Your sentence was being interrupted by the booming voice of your husband. His face twisted with anger as he approached the two of you. “Get your hands off my wife!” He shouted, the words making Taehyung release you, jumping back a few steps.

“Jungkook? You're back early.” It was the only thing you could muster in your shock. Never had you seen him this angry before. His hand wrapped around your wrist, tugging you behind him as he stood square in front of Taehyung.

He sized him up, jaw clenched and fists balled. “Who do you think you are? Touching her like that?” Despite having the big muscle pig that was your husband in his face, Taehyung didn't seem the least bit intimidated. Arms crossed over his chest as he stared up at Jungkook, bored.

Sensing this could take a turn for the worse, you decided to step in. “Jungkook, baby. Relax. He's my trainer!” Jungkook only half-listened to your words, squaring his chest as he stepped closer to Taehyung.

“Does your trainer know that you're happily married?” His words were delivered through clenched teeth to the man standing in front of him. Taehyung was rolling his eyes, hands patting at your husband's shoulders.

“I suggest you calm down there, buddy. I can have you kicked out and your wife banned with a snap of my fingers.” He wouldn't do that right? Ban you? You two were friends, he was just saying that?

You didn't want to be the one to call his bluff. Hands finding Jungkook's elbow, you tugged him toward you. “Let's just go, baby.” He scoffed, tugging his hand from your grasp before turning and passing you, stomping up the hill.

You quickly followed behind him, legs moving quickly in fear he might leave without you. He had stopped in front of his car, hands in his pocket. You landed a soothing hand to his back. “Baby, I promise you. Nothing like that was happening. He was just helping me with my form!”

His hand pulled out from his pocket, your big, expensive wedding ring between his fingers. “Why aren't you wearing your ring?”

“Oh.” You could feel your cheeks darkening, embarrassed as if you had been caught. But you hadn't! You just knew what he was thinking and how all of this looked. You reached your hand forward, taking the jewelry from his hand. “I only take it off for training, I didn't want it to fly off.” You tell him, and it's the truth.

He doesn't believe you, rolling his eyes right in your face. “Yeah, fucking right and you just so happened to get paired with the young attractive trainer, rather than someone who is actually qualified.”

“It's not like that! Don't you trust me?” Wedding ring secured back on your fingers, you reached up to cup his face in your hands. You offered a soft smile up at him, thumbs stroking his clenched jaw. “I would never do something like that, baby.”

Scowl not falling, but an arm wrapping around your waist; you could tell he was softening. “It's not you, I don't trust.” He grumbled and you nodded in understanding, standing up on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips.

“I know, baby. You'd be the first to know if he tried anything,” Your words are murmured against his lips. The grasp he holds on your waist tightening as he pulls your body tighter against his. You feel his grasp dropping from your hips to your thighs until he's lifting your body off of the ground; easily wrapping your legs around his waist.

Your back is being pushed against the cool exterior of his car, his body pressed tight against yours as his kiss gains intensity. His mouth desperately searching yours as if trying to imprint himself on you. His hand slid underneath the bottom of your tank top, smirking at the realization of your lack of bra.

Jungkook was breaking the kiss, leaving your lips yearning for more of him. Dark eyes stared into yours, heavy breaths leaving his lips as his thumb caresses your hardening nipple. “I can't fucking believe you.” He snarled, fingers pinching at your nipple; making you yelp.

He didn't even allow you a moment to reply, lips crashing against yours with much greed, hunger as his hips pushed up into yours. You could feel how hard he was even through the fabric of his jeans and you wondered if he'd fuck you right here... against his car where anyone could walk by and see you.

The thought had a rush of arousal pooling between your legs. You leaned into his kiss, returning everything that he was giving you. Jungkook's kisses were everything he was; sweet, passionate, determined, horny. His hands dropped from your body, grasping the behind you as his tongue pushed further into your mouth.

With unbelievable swiftness, Jungkook was pulling the car door open, lifting your body off of the car and laying you across the back seat. Reluctantly, he broke the kiss to climb onto you, trapping your body between his strong thighs.

You slid your hands up the front of his shirt, the rapid beating of his heart surprising you. He still wore that scowl on his face and you frowned. “I love you, Kookie. You know that, right?” You offered a sweet smile up at him, which he only nodded to. His hands hastily pulled your shirt up and over your head.

His face was buried in your neck, attacking your slightly sweaty skin with his lips and teeth. Big hands grasped your breasts, teasing them. Hearing the whimpers, the moans that his touches caused did wonders for Jungkook's ego. He loved knowing that he was the only one that could get you like this, see you like this. Fuck that Taehyung guy, you were his and he was more than willing to prove it to you.

He couldn't help the primal instinct to cover your body in his marking to make it completely and utterly clear that you belonged to him. Quickly, his hands were dropping and rounding your body to grasp your ass; using his grip to pull your body against his. At that exact moment, he was sinking his teeth into the skin just above your collarbone, sucking harshly on the spot right after.

“Fuck, Jungkook!” He loved the sound of your sweet moans. Loved it even more that it was his name falling from those pretty lips. Jungkook rolled his hips forward, grinding his hard and growing erection against your scarcely covered pussy. Such a tiny useless skirt, did you really think he'd have nothing to say about you prancing around in this?

Your shaky hands found the dark curls of his hair, tugging at the roots as his lips dragged their way down your chest. You were already so needy for him, back arching in an attempt to push your breasts closer to his lips, hoping he'd take the hint. He did. A breath of relief fell from your lips as his mouth finally wrapped around one of your hardened buds, wet tongue drawing circles around it, pulling desperate moans from your lips.

He was pulling back with a hiss, teeth sinking into the flesh of your tit, making you yelp. His gentle tongue soothed the skin, dark eyes peaking up to admire your lust-filled, half-lidded eyes. A gentle kiss pressed against the marked skin, “You're so pretty like this.” He grinned.

Jungkook reached his hand down to still the grind of your hips that had started without your knowledge, he pinned you against the leather seats and you whimpered. “What is it that you want, baby?” Fuck, his voice. It wasn't often that Jungkook took on a dominant role, sort of liked to go with the flow. But right now, the way he was looking at you, handling you, hand an unfamiliar twist building in your stomach.

There was no way you'd be able to keep your composure if he kept on like this. “I need you, Kookie. I need to feel you.” Never did you think he'd be down for car sex, but you weren't opposed to the idea; not one bit. With that, though, you knew that you had to be quick; there was no telling who could come rushing down the hill. Which meant foreplay wasn't really in the cards for you two right now.

Jungkook was quick with leaning back on his knees, tugging at the buckle of his belt until it came undone. He only pushed his jeans down enough to pull his cock out. No matter how many times you saw it, you always seemed to find yourself mesmerized by Jungkook's cock.

It was no surprise that it'd be long, Jungkook was a big guy and it was only fitting that he'd have a big dick. Rested nicely just inches below his belly button. It was thick too, pretty veins wrapping around the length and a pink tip that had your mouth watering and pussy clenching.

Jungkook watched you expectantly, a subtle smirk on his lips. He had definitely caught you ogling. It took you a moment to figure out why he was looking at you, but you were quick to catch on, lifting your hips to wiggle out of your tiny skirt. “Fuck, baby.” He breathed, eyes fixed on the way your panties clung to your damp lips. You felt your cheeks darkening.

He never had to do much to get you like this. A giggle left your lips, “You're the only one that makes me like this.” You reminded, hands reaching up to reach for his shoulders as you pulled his body down onto yours. The smile that took over his features didn't go unnoticed. His hand was fitting itself between your legs, long fingers rubbing at your folds gently.

Freehand lining the thickness of his head up with your center, and sliding all the way in with one powerful thrust. You let out a loud cry, caught off guard although you expected the intrusion. Gentle lips pressed wet kisses against your skin, allowing you the time you needed to adjust to his large size.

It didn't take long for you to get used to him being this deep inside you. Yeah, he's been gone for weeks, but your body had grown accustomed to him, always recognizing his return. Just a single roll of your hips was enough to get him to fuck forward, the breath he had been holding being let out.

He was quickly losing himself in you, forgetting if he had ever been mad in the first place. It was like he wanted to make sure you felt every last inch of him. Gradually, he was speeding up the movements of his hips, tickling the sweet spots buried deep inside of you before full-blown pounding against them.

Each thrust hit right where you needed him to, high, needy moans fell from your lips. Calls of his name as your nails dug into his back. You could feel yourself climbing higher and higher toward your release. Jungkook's hand grasped tightly on your thigh, lifting your leg to reach deeper inside of you. He was panting, sending you praise, reminding you that you were his.

Nothing else seemed to matter at this moment. Not the fact that you could be caught at any moment, the uncomfortable bend laying in the back seat of his car caused, Taehyung; it was just you two. “Kookie, I'm gonna...” You tried to tell him, the pleasure making its way into your veins and spiking through your body; cutting your sentence short.

He understood you completely, though. “Shh, I got you, baby.” He rasped, eyes finding yours in the cloudy haze of pleasure the two of you had created. He loved to see you like this, fucked out and desperate for him. His hand was sliding between your legs to find your sensitive clit, using his fingers to push you over the edge.

Nails dragged down his strong back, as you clenched down around him. With one final call of his name, you were falling apart, hips bucking and head falling back. The sight of you unraveling, was enough to push Jungkook over the edge. His head ducked into the crook of your neck, teeth, and tongue finding your salty skin. He pounded his hips powerfully into you until his body was stilling.

A drawn-out moan left your lips at the feeling of his thick release coating your pulsing walls. Warmth spread throughout your body as you began to relax under him, breath heaving as your body laid limp against Italian leather.

“Fuck,” Jungkook breathed out a laugh, eyes dropping to watch his dick slip from inside of you. The mixture of your release dripped out of you and he watched, amazed. “You're my perfect girl.” He complimented with a wide smile, droopy eyes lifting to find your smiling face. “I can't believe we just-”

His words were being cut off by a sharp knock against the window just above your head. Your body sprung up, arms wrapping around your body to cover your bare chest. Wide eyes landing on an annoyed-looking Taehyung.

“You can't do that here!” He called through the glass. Jungkook was smirking, reaching for the door to roll down the window. You stopped him, only being able to imagine what type of snarky remark he was about to spew.

“We're leaving!” You called back, officially kissing your weekly tennis lessons goodbye when you saw the scowl on the older male's face. He turned with a roll of his eyes, stalking his way back up the hill. “He's an asshole,” Jungkook noted and you laughed, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips.

“Just take me home, want you to fuck me properly.” He perked up at the sound of that, hands quick to adjust his jeans before he was climbing into the front seat. “You lay comfy, I'll have you home in no time.” He grinned, quick with turning the keys in the ignition.

God, you loved this man. With every fiber of your being, you loved him. He was perfect for you and you could never imagine yourself with anyone else. You were sure he felt the same, making sure that you knew it every single day. The time apart only made your heart grow fonder, made every day with him that much more special.

You wouldn't change a thing.

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tsvai · 2 years ago

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tagged by @vrontons-modern-life not tagging anyone in particular, just tagging anyone who wants to do this!

i basically never post any of my work publicly because anxiety, (i just share it w/ friends) but this looked like fun and i probably won’t spontaneously combust if i just post a snippet from one of my current ffxiv wips lmao. probably.

tl;dr context required for this to make any sense at all (if you don’t play ffxiv there’s nothing i can do for you sorry lmao): in my wols’ canon, lahabrea is yeeted back out of the lifestream around the end of shadowbringers in a mortal body (w/ most of his memories) and is forced to fumble around figuring out how to be a mortal. aurelia stumbles over him during 5.4 and recognizes him by his voice, and immediately adopts him under the pretense of tutoring him in thaumaturgy (she’s excited bc here’s a chance to actually maybe make friends with an ascian this time! oh boy!). lahabrea thinks nobody knows who he is. aurelia, leovold (my other wol, not shown), thancred, and raha all absolutely know who he is. said hilarious pretense goes on for about a month - this takes place during that month.

Hephaestus was hunched over the table over a tome and notebook; his hair had long since started to escape the confines of his loose ponytail and was hanging unevenly into his face, veiling his profile. He was scrawling notes across the open face of his notebook with impressive speed – Aurelia wasn’t quite sure what he was studying, but she’d determined at a fairly quick glance some time ago that it wasn’t anything she’d assigned him. She had decided not to say anything about it.

She could hardly blame him, really – she was near-certain that most of what she’d given him to ‘study’ was largely review. She almost felt a little bad for him about it, but if this was the game he was going to insist on playing, she was going to let him play it – inconveniences and all.

Alisaie’s voice suddenly turned particularly petulant, drawing Aurelia’s attention.

“Yes, well… this argument is stupid, and—and you’re being stupid!” She accused, jabbing a finger at Alphinaud.

G’raha snorted loudly.

“Ad hominem,” Hephaestus muttered absently, in a disapproving tone that Aurelia suspected was probably his Professor Voice.

Unbelievable, she realized with amusement. He had been paying at least some degree of attention.

Alphinaud sputtered – Alisaie made an irate noise. G’raha hummed thoughtfully.

“I don’t remember what that means,” Alisaie shot back, “but—but no it isn’t!”

Hephaestus looked up sharply, his quill scratching to an abrupt stop on the page. He had a by-now-familiar look on his face that Aurelia was fairly certain meant that he hadn’t realized he’d spoken aloud.

“It means a fallacious personal attack – and yes it is!” Alphinaud argued triumphantly.

“I think,” Aurelia interceded, “that it’s time to let the disagreement go, if we’re getting to the point of ad —ad hom—” She hesitated, stumbling over the unfamiliar term.

“Ad hominem,” Alphinaud and Hephaestus corrected in unison – with very poorly disguised amusement, in Hephaestus’ case.

“Yes, that,” Aurelia agreed.

“Fine, fine,” Alisaie sighed, standing up, “I’ve got shite to do, anyroad.”

“Hug and make up, first,” Aurelia instructed.

Alisaie turned to glare at her – she merely grinned back.

“Do you even know what we were arguing about?” Alisaie questioned.

“No,” Aurelia answered blithely.

G’raha snorted again – Alphinaud cleared his throat in an attempt to hide his own snort.

“It wasn’t over anything important, you know,” Alisaie shook her head at her before glancing back over at her brother, “We’re fine?”

“Of course we are,” Alphinaud agreed.

“Right, I’m off then,” Alisaie announced, pushing in her chair and heading away.

Alphinaud’s attention shifted immediately. “Hephaestus!” He began earnestly.

Hephaestus’ quill came to a stop again – he looked up warily, “Alphinaud.”

“Do you study debate?”

“Barely,” Hephaestus lied, looking back down again.

Aurelia snickered. She knew he was full of shite: she’d heard shades in Amaurot’s Hall of Rhetoric sing his praises – he was purportedly quite good at it.

Alphinaud shot her a puzzled look, “Is something amusing?”

“No,” Aurelia grinned.

Hephaestus frowned, glancing up and studying her warily for a moment before returning his attention to his notes again.

“…Aurelia…” Alphinaud piped up again after a moment.

“Hm?” Aurelia turned her gaze back away from Hephaestus.

“…We were just arguing about food,” he told her sheepishly.

Hephaestus’ quill came to a stop yet again.

“…Oh,” Aurelia muttered.

Hephaestus gave a barely audible snort, shaking his head and resuming his work.

#personal #i might maybe reblog this to my ffxiv blog we'll see lmao.#this is. harrowing. to post. but i really like this scene in particular from what ive been working on so. here it is.

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misschinablue · 3 years ago

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Found this on my dash. Wasn't tagged. Doing it anyway on House MD.

What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?* Uhh I'll weakly say Huddy. I completely get it objectively, I just don't ship it.

Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP?* Nah. I pretty much ship all the guys. Wilson/Foreman is an underrated af ship I've only ever found like 5 fics.

Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion? I've unfollowed someone over total nonsense in relation to this show but I don't know if that counts.

Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP?* See question one.

Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?* Nah, I don't let it. It's not that deep.

Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?* Chameron grew on me after a while. Used to find them both annoying af but now I think they cute.

Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?* No.

Have you received anon hate? What about?* I've avoided it so far, somehow. With the kind of shit I post for SPN these days however I'm sure my days are numbered.

Most disliked character(s)? Why? Everyone in this show is an absolute asshole (bar Cameron and Kutner and maybe Cuddy) and I love them all. I couldn't say I dislike anyone.

Most disliked arc? Why? House crashing his car into Cuddy's home and then the next few episodes telling us why we should feel sorry for House. Plus it was so out of character. That ruined the show a little for me, but then the cancer arc made up for it.

Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? I don't think he's unpopular as such but my soft spot for Chase has been challenged on a couple of occasions. I get it, he's awful. But he's also baby and I can't not love him.

Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? Hmm don't think so. My favourites are the Tritter and the Dibala arcs and they're pretty popular to my knowledge.

Unpopular opinion about XXX character? Cuddy deserved so much better.

Unpopular opinion about your fandom? Not going there lol

Unpopular opinion about the manga/show? Couid have benefited from shorter seasons here and there but that's American telly for ya.

If you could change anything in the show, what would you change? House and Wilson getting married in Vegas, WIlson going into spontaneous remission the next day and then both of them living bickeringly married ever after. Of course.

Instead of XYZ happening, I would have made ABC happen… See above.

Does not shipping something ‘popular’ mean you’re in denial and/or biased? Lmao what no obviously not ship whatever the fuck you want

What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom? I don't hate it but I do mostly avoid it these days because there are a lot of minors around and that makes me a bit uncomfortable re interacting with someone half my age accidentally. Ya'll weren't even born when the show started airing where the hell did you come from. Power to you though I guess.

What is the purest ship in the fandom? I'm going to give the rogue answer of Chouse.

What are your thoughts on crack ships? Whatever you want

Popular character you hate? I don't hate any of them. I don't like Taub but he's still entertaining. Cameron gets on my nerves a little sometimes but I don't hate her.

Unpopular character you love? I don't think there are any massively unpopular characters?

Would you recommend XXX to a friend? Why or why not? I'm constantly trying to get ppl who haven't seen it to watch it what do u mean. I even got my friend who has no involvement in any sort of fandom whatsoever shipping Hilson. It was a hard road but after we watched half of season 3 one hungover Sunday afternoon it clicked for her. I was so proud.

How would you end XXX/Would you change the ending of XXX? See questions 16 and 17.

Most shippable character? My slutty boy Chase

Least shippable character? My pure boy Kutner

tagging @amill22 @decadent-prince @kuk-kuru-kuu @speedingintonowhere and anyone else who wants to do this

#house md #fandom quiz #hilson #chouse

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pixelwisp-archive · 4 years ago

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Itadakimasu!! | Part 3: Fly, Little Bird (Written Chapter)

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Tendou never thought himself to be a selfless person. He didn't really consider himself a selfish person either, necessarily, but he promised himself a long time ago that he wasn't going to set aside his own dreams for the comfort of someone else. His ambition always came first, and the endgame had always been Paris. He supposed, in a way, that had never changed - so why was there a familiar pool of guilt settling at the pit of his stomach?

The corner of his lips tugged downward at the slight, involuntary tremor that rippled through his hands - the ivory envelope with gold trim, 'La Maison du Chocolat' written in a delicate golden font across its center clutched in between them. You knew about Paris - about his dreams, his ambitions - and not once have you given him any reason to doubt that you would regard this news in any way other than with a painfully large grin and arms spread impossibly wide, pride radiating off you like a sunbeam. So why...guilty. Thoughts wandered to the pickle jar. The drunken nights on the balcony of your tiny apartment; stupid, cheesy French music playing on one of your phones as the two of you laughed and talked about what Paris would mean for the both of you. Tendou knew exactly what to say every time, but when the conversation trailed back to you, you would grin, sometimes laugh, but your answer was always the same - 'I'll figure it out when I get there. I don't really care as long as I'm with you'.

Ah. There it was.

Paris was his dream. Not yours.

'I'll follow you anywhere, Ten.’

Even if it wasn't what you wanted.

He was neither a selfless nor selfish person, but he knew you, and you were as selfless as they came. You would give up everything you’ve worked so hard for to follow him if he asked, completely setting aside your own whims to entertain his. Tendou shoved the envelope into his bag and hurried up the stairs to your apartment, trying desperately to will away the unwanted feeling that gnawed at him as he flashed you his usual Cheshire grin.

In 12 months, he would be leaving for Paris to begin a paid apprenticeship with one of the most famous Parisian Chocolate Boutiques, working directly under the famous Sculptor and Chocolatier Patrick Roger himself - and you would not be going with him.

There wasn’t any way to break that news to you now, not when you were still so unwilling to stand on your own. He knew he needed to nudge you out of the nest the two of you built, reminding you of your independence, and hopefully, the will to chase your own dreams. He grabbed the pickle jar from under the sink, took a little extra from his own savings, and began the search to find you a new nest, one with more room for you to finally learn to fly.

“I’m sorry, you what?” Your body twisted toward him at the news, eyes bulging out of your skull.

“I bought a new location. In Osaka! Trendy neighborhood, good lighting, pretty cheap actually-”

“When?! How?! With what-” your voice died in your throat as you picked yourself off the floor and scrambled to the kitchen. You ripped open the cabinet underneath the sink and fished around, a grunt of victory leaving you as you felt your fingers clasp around the familiar lid. Successfully retrieving the pickle jar from the depths of the cabinet, the faint glow of the kitchen light brought the full makeshift bank into view, and you couldn’t help but gawk when you saw its emptiness.

“Tendou, why...” Your voice trailed off as your brain began to flood with worry. What made him decide to just buy a new location without talking to you first? It’s not like you would have said no. You couldn’t help but feel a pang of betrayal at the notion that he didn’t value your opinion as a business partner. Feet pattered against the linoleum as he rushed to stand in front of you, and your lifted your eyes to lock onto his own. The usual mirth that accompanied his features was ever present, but you knew him well enough to see the tiny sheen of something else that rippled over his features. Guilt?

“Paradis, it’s nothing against you, I promise. I just...I wanted it to be a surprise,” he explained, crouching down so he could maintain an even eye level with you. “I forgot you’re not a huge fan of them.” Your lack of response was probably beginning to gnaw at him, you thought, but whenever you tried to come up with something to say, it fizzled before it could reach your tongue.

“I saw your notebook, Y/n,” he mumbled. “You have so many plans for Paradis, and they’re all amazing! This new place has all the room to make your ideas on the page come to life. You could have a dining area, expand the menu, try new crazy things - this location can be your passion project; your baby.”

Spontaneity wasn’t a new trait for Tendou. There were days where he would come home, tell you to collect your things, and wisk you away on a road trip for two days with no destination in mind, no other notice except a quick text to the team to take care of the shop while you two were away. Generally, you didn’t mind his antics, but this seemed next level, and you couldn’t ignore the feeling that it came with ulterior motives.

Something else nagged at the back of your mind too - if you were going to Osaka, was Tendou coming with you? Was he staying here? What about the apartment? There’s no way he can keep it up himself. How did he get the money for a location in Osaka of all places-

Your brain shut down the moment Tendou’s finger poked in between your eyebrows.

“Paradis, you’re gonna get wrinkles. I already took care of everything, so ask me whatever you wanna know.” You sat on his words for a moment, rifling through the growing number of questions to deem which one most important.

“Are you coming with me?” His silence was loud enough to answer for him, and you looked down. You haven’t done any of this on your own before. You’ve always had someone’s arm held out to you to hang onto whenever life tried to rear its ugly head and swallow you.

“I won’t be able to do it all myself, Ten.” Tendou frowned. “You don’t give yourself enough credit, Y/n. You can always call me if you end up stuck. Also,” he pulled out his phone as if to confirm his next words. “Kuguri has been wanting to move out of Tokyo for a fat minute now. He said he’s totally down to go with you.”

The news of Kuguri accompanying you lifted a huge amount of pressure off you. At least you weren’t going up there alone. Your thoughts drifted to the potential Osaka had just granted you; A new opportunity, a blank slate for your ideas to come to life. You could finally try things you’ve always wanted to with this new location. The worry that plagued you began to dissipate, excitement taking over as you brought your eyes to meet Tendou’s once more.

“When are we supposed to leave?” Tendou grins, and places his hand over the one you had resting on top of the pickle jar.

“Three weeks.”

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Fun facts -

I promise this is an Osamu x reader lmao just give it time

For Tendou’s apprenticeship, I combined two popular Parisian Chocolate companies: Patrick Roger, who’s style just seems so Avant Garde and very Tendou energy, and decided to make him the head of the popular chocolate boutique La Maison du Chocolat, solely because I thought the name was very ~French~ and ~Fancy~ lol.

I know nothing of Chocolate or France tbh - I got my info from this Vogue Article that you can read here.

A/N: So sorry for the wait with Chapter three!! I was kind of struggling with which route would best keep the plot rolling the way I want it to. I hope you guys don’t mind that this chapter is entirely written, next chapter will def have more social media caps! As always, thank you so much for reading, feel free to shoot me an ask and engage or ask to be added to the Taglist!!

ps: This wasn’t beta read so pls ignore the bad bits lmaofnjkasndfaksj

Taglist -

@larkspyrr @oikawaandkuroostan @fucktheworlddude @doctorspencereid @keiarma @cherriechurros @halesandy

I heard you guys aren’t getting tagged with updates and I’m p sure its because I’m st00pid so if this doesn’t work I’ll reblog and tag again! Sorry if you guys get notified multiple times lmao

#Itadakimasu!!#osamu smau #haikyuu smau #osamu x reader #osamu miya x reader #osamu miya smau #hq!! smau

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saeyoungs-sunflower · 4 years ago

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(HC) RFA + MC in Quarantine

Listen lads, this is just a silly I wrote this the other day (I may have been a little but tipsy but shh) and I thought I might as well share it. I hope this cheers some of you up during such a scary time <3

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Yoosung:

★ okay this is gonna sound obvious

★ but bare with

★ G A M E S

★ but!!! not just LOLOL!! oh no no!

★ i’m talking board games, PC games, active games like tag and hide and seek

★ you guys basically act like children how are you surviving on your own

★ you guys also do LOADS of cooking

★ like so much

★ you’re baking like one cake a day pls slow down

★ ngl you guys are thriving staying home all the time lol

★ if Yoosung has online classes, you set up a study club!

★ he does his college work whilst you do whatever work you gotta do boo love that tEAMWORK

★ honestly you guys have never been so productive oop

Zen:

❤︎ oh boy

❤︎ be prepared to be SMOTHERED in love

❤︎ zen i love you too but pls i have stuff to do

❤︎ m o v i e n i g h t s

❤︎ f a c e m a s k s

❤︎ there are so many movies/tv series that you guys have been waiting to watch together but haven't had time to bc of zen’s work

❤︎ big sad :(

❤︎ BUT GUESS WHAT FAM

❤︎ WORK IS CANCELLED TIME TO SNUGGLE DOWN AND WATCH SOME DAMN CINEMA

❤︎ it usually turns into make out sessions but shh nobody has to know

❤︎ Zen kinda discovered that you guys c a n n o t cook

❤︎ so!!! you learn!!!

❤︎ it’s MESSY y’all

❤︎ “aw mc you look so cute with flour on your nose” throws flour at your face “zen i sWeaR tO GoD I just wanna make b r e ad leave me ALONE”

❤︎ quality couple time <3

Jaehee:

☞ lets get down to business

☞ to defeat

☞ THE H A N

☞ lol JK

☞ seriously the house has never been cleaner

☞ obvs your cafe isn't open so y’all have some time on your hands

☞ one day Jaehee suggests gardening

☞ oh man

☞ it escalated

☞ gardening has now become an OBSESSION

☞ honestly you couldn't find a prettier garden on pinterest swear down

☞ you also decided to renovate the house you’ve been meaning to do it but have never had the time

☞ your house is now a work of art wow proud of you guys <333

☞ tbh, Jaehee actually has a small fear of getting sick/you getting sick so you guys are only leaving the house if it is a b s o l u t e l y necessary

Jumin:

♚ nobody talk about the bad ending

♚ i said don’t…

♚ he’s be waiting for this moment who needs a cage when you have a national lockdown

♚ all jokes aside though this man still has to work from home

♚ poor bby

♚ let us all shed a tear for Jumin Han

♚ you love to bring him tea and homemade baked goods whilst he works and guess what??? so does he lol

♚ it is time

♚ to D A N C E

♚ this man is so extra oml

♚ insists on taking online ballroom dance lessons bc why not MC hmmm???

♚ he is actually a very good dancer

♚ once you guys get good enough it turns into spontaneous ballroom dancing in the kitchen whilst you clean up after dinner

♚ wine??? wine did you say??? W I N E???

♚ oh b o y

♚ you've seen each other tipsy before, and lemme tell ya it takes a lot to get this man drunk

♚ his tolerance is so high from all the w i n e

♚ but one night you two get absolutely HAMMERED like oh my God guys calm down pls

♚ rip your liver lmao

♚ it makes for a v e r y funny evening though you guys have literal tears in your eyes and its so nice to see the mighty Jumin Han loosen up a little aw bless

Saeyoung:

☀︎ okay

☀︎ listen

☀︎ this man is absolutely out of control i can’t

☀︎ you thought he was a prankster before???? oh man i am so sorry

☀︎ “saeyoung why is there a balloon above saeran’s door” “don’t worry bout it babe” “i am WORRYING SAEYOUNG”

☀︎ on a serious note though being stuck in the house does sometimes bring back some bad memories for him

☀︎ there are some bad days where he just n e e d s to get out

☀︎ so you sometimes go out for a quick drive in some desert place ya know let’s be sensible

☀︎ you guys have also made a habit of climbing to the roof and watching the stars aw

☀︎ you’ve also both fallen a sleep there a few times oopsy daisy

☀︎ the memes are the only thing getting you guys through at this point it’s a problem

☀︎ but you are loving the quality time with your choi boys so it’s not all bad <3

☀︎ family snuggles are a must

☀︎ a M U S T

☀︎ the desired s n u g g l e position is you sat on Saeyoung’s lap, your legs draped over Saeran’s lap and Saeran’s head resting on Saeyoung’s shoulder AW

☀︎ sometimes you hold Saeran’s hand whilst he’s asleep bc your edgy boi needs love but wont ask for it ever

❁ first of all

❁ a w

❁ this man is the sweetest peach

❁ he makes so many cute things for you whilst you guys are in lockdown

❁ i mean he’s writing letters, knitting you scarves, painting you pictures the whole shebang

❁ he even made you a pyjamas

❁ he’s sewing guys he’s out of control

❁ if your working/reading/just having a quiet moment he will sketch you

❁ you wouldn't know it though bc he’s a s n e a k y bastard

❁ he’s never filled a sketchbook so fast and it’s his most treasured possession

❁ a book!!! filled with YOU!!!!! amazing!!!!!!

❁ wait, did you hear that????

❁ oh yeah

❁ ITS ARTS AND CRAFTS TIME

❁ actual children

❁ even if what you make is terrible its just so fun because you're doing it together

❁ brb just crying my eyes out i love this man so much

❁ you guys also make care packages and do the grocery shopping for the elderly/at risk people in your area and deliver it for them AND sewing scrubs/masks for doctors

❁ “I don’t want to stay inside doing nothing all the time when there are people who need help” THIS MAN IS TOO MUCH

Saeran:

☽ i hope you're ready for this grumpy motherfucker

☽ he never went outside anyway but now that he cant go out it sounds like the best thing in the world saeran pls

☽ ah yes it is time to wake up

☽ oh it’s 4pm?????

☽ HA who needs a sleep schedule anyway

☽ also Saeyoung is not the only twin with the Mischief Gene™

☽ oh no no no

☽ you two team up and absolutely destroy him

☽ i am so sorry Saeyoung but you had this coming

☽ when Saeran says that he wants to learn an instrument you are GOBSMACKED

☽ HELL Y E S

☽ he orders a keyboard and omg he’s such a fast learner

☽ probs from all the years of hacking ouch

☽ do i smell??? A FAMILY BAND?????

☽ you and Saeyoung play kazoo

☽ Saeran has left the chat

☽ seriously though his piano playing is so pretty and it calms him down so much ughhh PRECIOUS TOMATO BOI

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This is so chaotic hahahah I hope you enjoyed though. If people liked it I’ll do some more silly things like this. It was a nice break from...the other stuff I’m writing...hint hint watch this space ;)

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binoculares · 3 years ago

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Hi!! Sorry for taking so long, tagged by @zolefsky thank you! : <3 also sorry if this is terribly long jsjsjs

Rules: Answer 10 questions and tag 10 people you want to know better.

Relationship status: single!!

Favorite color: Fresh green and that bright pink, kind of like the one in my desktop theme. Black and Red to wear (I look Really good in red).

Three favorite foods: This one is hard agahdhhs. I loved eating an elote and have a bottle of Coca-Cola after uni or something, in the mall and just sit there and be alone. Love the western bacon burger from carl’s jr, and LOVE pozole!!!! My grandma’s pozole, my mom’s, the one that people just sell and they deliver to you in the weekends after a night drinking and arriving home with a hangover, taking a shower and then eating some pozole.. man

Song stuck in my head: can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are Shooting Starss, I could really use a wish rn wish rn wish right now (of course the blame is in that weird tiktok trend. And bc the lyrics are genius too).

Last thing I listened to: I think it was the new Beatrice Caruso video.

Last thing I googled: “Hospital Playlist” bc i saw a post saying that it made them long for friendships like the ones in the show. Apparently is a drama and is on Netflix? I might watch it, that little post intrigued me, I adore friendship (the most important thing in the world)

Time: 8:00 am. (I haven’t sleep at all, rip)

Dream Trip: Roadtrip. Either completely alone and just exploring my country, or with my friends (aka like the series of desenfrenadas). I would love for it to be spontaneous and just grab my things and go but in reality I very much doubt I would ever do that.

Anything I really want: Hm, a job maybe. Space. Go back to uni in person. There’s a lot of things that I want but lately I have been getting a lot and things have been very good tbh.

Currently Reading: I’m stuck in the second chapter of the outsiders 😣. But I have been reading With Understanding for two days straight now. I’m about to hit the 1000 page mark, 60% in. Gonna finish it today I think.

Last song: Laundry Room by The Avett Brothers (added to my cas’s destiel pov playlist)

Last movie: Black Widow! At first I didn’t want to see it bc I don’t feel comfortable supporting Disney yk, but my dad is home and wanted to take me to the vip section for the first time. So I went with my family to the fancy movies and the chairs were indeed very cool lmao. I also had a great time with my sister. And the movie was surprisingly good, I didn’t expect so much from marvel. American Pie my beloved, and I loved the sister relationship so so much. The first minutes of the movie… God!

Las series: Loki :/ eh, nothing much to say there. Enjoyed the first two eps, then it became the typical marvel stuff. Disappointing, bland and boring. I love Loki as a character tho, I really do. And there were things I enjoyed but 🤷🏻‍♀️

Sweet, savory, or spicy: Hmmm, savory I think? Definitely not spicy at all (perdóname México)

Craving: sleep 😴

Tea or coffee: cold coffee

Currently working on: I’m on vacation as well :) But I do want to finish a spn letterboxd list that I have been working on for two years now! (Or more?? Started around s12 I think) not because it’s heavy, mostly bc I start projects and abandon them for months 😞 also working on my dean daddy issues playlist 😈😈😈 that one is going slow but *chefs kiss* is delicious.

Tagging: @rrowena @folkloredean @peternureyev @bronyraurmp3 @you-cant-spell-subtext-without no pressure! Also anyone else who wants to of course <3

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erotikkook · 3 years ago

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— I was tagged by @xiaokoo, @caiuscassiuss , @missgeniality , and like 7 other people, so I’m taking this as my sign to get my ass in gear and do this lmaooo Love you all!

Why did you choose your URL?

At first, it was timeforkookies which I just happened to think was cute, but then I wanted to change up my image a little and someone had a blog called erotikkook that he wanted to change the name for so he oh-so-generously let me use his old one.

Any side blogs? If you have them, name them and why you have them?

I have @softsoulhoe, which I’m setting up currently setting up! It’s about aura readings and it’s going to be super cool and vibey once it’s done!

How long have you been on Tumblr?

It’s been a little less than 7 months!

Do you have a queue tag?

I don’t, mostly because I’m too lazy to use it. I kind of just post what I want when I want

Why did you start your blog in the first place?

It was a spontaneous decision! I just liked reading and writing and thought “why not make a blog?”

Why did you choose your icon / pfp?

Because.. sexy JK? Also, it matched my colour scheme lmao

Why did you chose your header?

It was actually made by the ever talented @dee-ehn! I requested a header from her and she delivered beautifully!

What's your post with the most notes?

A tag game post lmaooooo I think it’s almost at 70 notes? I’m kind of just on my own section of Tumblr so I don’t really get notes skjdsdj

How many mutuals do you have?

Probably like 50? I follow a lot of writers/artists lol

How many followers do you have?

More than I thought I’d have when I checked, thanks for that guys

How many people do you follow?

118 currently

Have you ever made a shit post?

This is where I bitch so, yes, I’m sorry to everyone who follows me askjswj

How often do you use Tumblr each day?

I kind of browse through it a lot to read fics or talk but like tbh I don't post anything for shit (I swear I write guys)

Have you ever had a fight with another blog? Who won?

I don’t think I’ve ever fought publicly because drama isn’t for me but like I’ve definitely had people I disagree with whole-heartedly to the point where I unfollow them. I don’t really like fighting though so I just like to move on lol

How do you feel about “you need to compare this” posts?

The what?? I don’t know what this means i--

Do you like tag games?

I get tagged in a lot of them and I don’t mind doing them so yep I guess? I’m flattered tbh when people tag me lol

Do you like ask games?

100% yes

Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

*cough* Cami @caiuscassiuss

Do you have a crush on a mutual?

I have no heart so asjkw

⋆ tagging: @chemicalpink, @trashlord-007, @taegularities, and idk who’s done this because it took me a month to do this lmao

#tagged #tag game #game #erotikkook

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syilcawrites · 4 years ago

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archived memories | 4

Series: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild Type: Multi-Chapter Main pairing: Zelink (Zelda and Link) Rated: T Tags/Genre: pre-calamity, fluff (middle chapters mostly), hurt (toward the last chapters lmao), pining Summary: bits and pieces of zelink scenes strewn in between the canon memories in botw! Snippet from Ch 4: “It smelled like him, a smell she could only compare to the word comfort, with a mix of grass and dirt; like the forest. All the things she liked bundled up into one tunic, and her heart swelled.” A/N: Between Memory 5-7 I scrapped two other chapters in favor of this one and the next, since they felt quite bland... Hope you enjoy reading this! You can also read it on ao3! Click here to see all chapters on tumblr

Chapter 4: thunderstorm

Zelda held up a weak hand as she battled to get air in her lungs, coughing. She struggled to stay on her legs as she bent over, a hand on her knee, almost wheezing at this point.

He placed a hand on her outstretched arm, gently tugging it to try and usher her forward. He looked at her with urgency, but Zelda found it physically impossible to continue.

“Just a second—I, the air is so thin up here it’s hard for me to catch my breath.” Zelda said in a raspy voice, gulping. “Or maybe, just go on ahead with me—“

Zelda let out an airy yelp when he swooped down and lifted her, tucking his arm under her knees with the other on her back. Zelda was too winded to really protest, and she actually did not mind the little break. An apology was at the tip of her tongue, but it disappeared once he began jogging, and her breath once again escaped her as he ascended. She tightened her grip around his neck as the cold, biting wind hit her face.

They were to meet with Mipha in Zora’s Domain, but it was Zelda’s idea to trek through the mountains as a little detour since she hadn’t really explored the mountains around, and it would’ve been the perfect opportunity.

But she may have overestimated her lung capacity. Just a little bit.

Something cold—colder than the wind—pelted her cheek, drawing her out of her thoughts; then another. Until an onslaught of tears dropped from the clouds above them, and Link almost slipped on mud as he made it under the rock shelter he was aiming for.

“Oh dear,” Zelda grumbled, thanking Link as he set her down on the ground. “The rain came out of no where…” They both gazed out into the pouring rain, loud and overbearing. She could hardly hear her own heartbeat against the thrum of the rain drops slamming against the rocks.

When she returned her attention to Link, he looked troubled. And it was probably her fault.

“I’m sorry for getting us into this mess,” Zelda smiled weakly at him. He looked at her thoughtfully and shook his head, a smile replacing his frown. “I guess it would’ve been better if we just stayed on the path. I’ll have to stop myself from being so insistent on taking spontaneous excursions during our duties.” Zelda exhaled, watching her puff of air evaporate into the rain.

“That’s how you find interesting things though,” Link mumbled under his breath.

Zelda blinked.

Link… mumbled something.

He said something?

Zelda whipped her head at him, eyes wide.

“Did you just speak?”

He startled at her loud voice, flinching.

Even when she apologized to him after the Yiga attack a couple months ago, he didn’t utter a word to her. Her face glowed with happiness as she took a step toward him, hands clasped together in front of her.

“Please, say something again!”

Link raised an eyebrow, straightening his posture once more. He opened his mouth, but closed it quickly, glancing up at the ceiling of the rock shelter. “Hi, I’m Link?” He offered with his small smile and an awkward wave of his hand.

His voice sounded rough, raspier than she thought. It was noticeable that he did not speak much, and it reflected in how hoarse his voice was. But for some reason, it spread warmth within her, to hear his voice after all this time.

Zelda could almost burst with happiness—she wasn’t sure why she was so delighted, but for some reason an overwhelming sense of accomplishment overrode her exhaustion, and she threw her hands up in the air between them, laughing.

“I never thought I’d see the day where you’d speak!” Zelda exclaimed, her voice echoing around them. She knew he simply decided not to talk—she heard him sort of speak once before, with his father, but he was so quiet she wasn’t sure if she just imagined it. She knew all the secret areas of the castle during the time she kept trying to hide from Link and had snuck up on them speaking in one of her old hiding spots.

“I’m so glad! I mean, I’ve been trying to get you to talk to me for quite a bit now. I want you to feel comfortable, since you’re stuck with me afterall.” Zelda blushed at her forwardness and cleared her throat, taking a step back from him. She averted her gaze, switching back to her usual, composed self. “A-Anyway, I’m glad. That… that you are okay with speaking. Around me. More comfortable, I mean.” She hoped her sudden, odd excitement didn’t scare him out of it.

She peeked at him when he didn’t say anything, and he simply stared at her as if he was trying to hold in his laughter. Zelda pursed her lips, crossing her arms over her chest. Embarrassment slapped her cheeks as she let out a huff. They stood there in silence for a bit, watching the endless rain fall down.

“Hungry?”

His voice startled her out of her daydreams. He held out something wrapped in a piece of cloth.

“Oh, thank you.” She accepted it gratefully, peeking into it. It wasn’t much—baked apples, but it made her stomach grumble all the same. Right when she opened it up, Link was quick to snatch one, gobbling it in practically three whole bites.

“Save some for the rest of us won’t you?” Zelda took a small bite out of her own. He was always a quick eater; she would watch him golf down whole meals by the time she was barely half done with hers.

As she ate slowly, Link laid out a blanket he had down on the ground behind her. When she looked back at him quizically, he patted it, motioning for her to sit down.

“You’ve got mud all over it now,” Zelda frowned. “You didn’t have to do that.”

He stared at her, waiting. Zelda sighed and took a seat, making sure her muddy boots didn’t touch it at least. With a grunt he stood back up and stepped closer to the opening of the little shelter. He lifted his arms over his head.

“Are you going somewhere?”

Her voice paused his movements. He turned around and nodded. Zelda held out her hand in an attempt to stop him, but he held up a finger and smiled before jogging out into the rain.

“What could he possibly be doing out there in the rain?” Zelda mumbled, finishing the second to last of the baked apples. She wrapped the remaining one up, opting to save it for Link when he was back.

She leaned back against her arms, waiting. Watching the rain. It was slamming against everything hard enough that it had started up a mist, to the point where she could hardly see anything.

After some time, she scooted closer to the edge of the blanket, so she could draw her knees up to her chest without her boots touching the blanket, and hugged herself for warmth. She hummed to pass time as she closed her eyes, tapping her toes to the rhythm of a lullaby that her mother would sing to her whenever Zelda was feeling tense and troubled.

It didn’t sound as elegant as how her mother had hummed it, but it lulled Zelda into a sense of security. For a brief moment, for once in a long time, she felt okay.

Thunder jolted her from her short-lived peacefulness as it struck a tree right over the cliff in front of her, leaving it fresh in flames before the pelting rain sizzled it out.

Any warmth she had conjured up immediately evaporated as her heart dropped to her stomach.

“Link!” Zelda scrambled up, shouting into the rain. Her cries were drowned out by the rumbling in the sky. “Link! Where are you?”

Zelda cursed under her breath, pacing the entrance of the shelter as she racked her brain for… for an idea, for something. It would be soundlessly idiotic to go and try to search for him in a rainstorm—a thunderstorm at that now. What use would she be if he found her fried?

But she also didn’t want to simply sit and wait like a sitting duck, but what could she do if she even went out?

Zelda let out a groan of frustration—why did he even go out in the first place?

She jumped in her skin as another roll of thunder shook the ground, and she grabbed onto the walls of the rock shelter to stabilize herself. She let out a string of curses as she gripped her hands together, trying to stop herself from shaking.

Her ears perked up when she heard something out in the rain—tapping, some kind of.. loud pattering, heavier than how the rain sounded.

She squinted out in the rain, leaning.

Then she saw him, looking frazzled and unlike his usual composed self, sprinting toward her general direction, but his eyes looked lost as he frantically looked around. His arms were full with bundles of—

Of… korok leaves?

“Link!” Zelda waved her arms, screaming his name until he finally looked at her. His eyes widened as he noticed her and barreled right at her.

Zelda jumped out of the way as he lunged into the shelter, right before another thunder strike slammed against the ground mere seconds where he was.

The korok leaves had splattered all over the muddy ground, with Link landing face first. Luckily enough, his face had landed conveniently on the blanket. But the rest of his body…

Zelda stared down at her outfit, watching the mud that he had splattered in his grand lunge, drip down onto the ground.

He made a noise when he lifted his head, a sound of exasperation that she’s never heard before.

Her attempted laugh simply sounded like her teeth were clattering against one another.

As he got his bearings, he immediately looked up at her, hefting himself on his feet quickly as he stared at her with wide eyes.

“Sorry!” He said. He seemed overwhelmed, as if his mind and body hadn’t really caught up to speed with one another yet.

“So you were off.. c-collecting… leaves?” Zelda averted her gaze down to the mess scattered on the ground.

He glanced down at the pile, then back at her, then back down, as he waved his hands in an attempt to explain, but it seemed as if his words were stuck in his throat. Panic rose in his eyes as he tried his hardest to get the dirt off of her clothes.

Zelda waved him off, laughing a little at his actions. “It’s fine! I can just wash it out, it’s not a big deal.” She smiled warmly at him as he nodded, staring at her feet. Was he actually embarrassed for once? She felt a little smug that the tables had turned. “Well…” Zelda sighed out, placing a finger on her chin, tapping, as if she was in deep thought. When she glanced at him, his tenseness caused her to burst out into a fit of laughter.

“I-I’m sorry, I was about to tease you, but now I feel too bad!” Zelda continued to giggle as she bent down to pick up the leaves. “Anyway, what were these for?”

Link bent down too, collecting them as well. “Something to cover our heads with…” He let out a sigh. She felt a little bad at how disappointed he seemed.

“To cover our heads with?”

He nodded, holding out his arms. Zelda placed her own stack of collected korok leaves onto his. He set it down on the blanket, straightening them out. “I was going to make a korok cover so we could get out of this rain, and then…” He gestured toward the sky with a wave of his hand.

“How do you make a cover out of korok leaves?” Zelda bent down next to him, her chin resting in the palm of her hand as she looked down at the pile with curiosity.

“Well, like this—“ Link began twisting and bending the leaves, working fast and diligently. He stuck out his tongue a little to the side in concentration—a quirk she hadn’t noticed before, and watched as his fingers nimbly worked around.

After what felt like only a second, the korok leaves had twisted together to form some sort of makeshift cover—big enough for the both of them to stand under.

Link held his hands out toward it, as if to say tada! He looked at her expectantly, obviously proud of his creation.

“Where did you even learn this?” Zelda exclaimed, touching the various stems bound together. He was able to combine them to create a sturdy handle, to hold up the weight of the leaves.

“With my mom, when we were lost in the forest.” His eyes warmed as he answered, as if he was peeking into a distant memory.

“With your mom?” Zelda echoed.

He nodded, his eyes a little sad. Zelda didn’t push forward on the topic; she didn’t want to accidentally bring up any painful memories.

“Well,” Zelda said, patting away the dried mud from her palms as she stood up. She shivered as a light breeze wafted into the shelter. “Too bad we can’t make use of your cover, not with the thunderstorm at least.”

“I think it’ll end soon,” Link stood next to her, peeking out just a little. He unhooked the various leather belts attached on him and shimmied out of his Champion’s tunic, handing it to her. “It’s dirty, but it’ll keep you a little warmer.”

She stared at the tunic, then at his collarbone, and how it dipped—

“No, no. It’s fine, I’m okay.” Zelda looked away quickly, staring straight ahead. But he continued to stand there with his arm outstretched. His silent way of saying that he was going to hold it out until she accepted it. Zelda sighed and gratefully took it, muttering a quiet thank you.

It smelled like him, a smell she could only compare to the word comfort, with a mix of grass and dirt; like the forest. All the things she liked bundled up into one tunic, and her heart swelled.

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drethanramslay · 5 years ago

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Can you do #9 for Ethan x Mc 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Thanks for the ask Anons 😉

#9- "You really thought I was dead?"

You can find the prompt list here.

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Author's note: I'm sorry if I am medically inaccurate and if my Spanish isn't fitting into the statement correctly. Shout-out to @noboundariesplease for supplying the needed curse words lmao

Also apologies for this is long and fucking Tumblr hates me that it doesn't even let me add a read more tag😫😡

Songs: Try listening to Chasing Cars by snow patrol

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Estupido

"Patient is in late forties. Came in complaining of chest pain..." The intern started speaking and Ethan zoned out. It wasn't because he was bored, it was because of the pain in his stomach.

I should have avoided those tacos... Ethan thought as he tried to hide the wince of pain that shot up, when he shifted from one feet to another.

The pain in his stomach was a constant throb and he swore that he felt light headed and exhausted.

But I slept well last night...

"Treatment plan?" Leah asked the resident her face serious and strict. Ethan smiled internally at how she had grown out of her shell and become one of the most respected resident in the hospital.

The intern spoke but, it sounded so distorted and faraway. Ethan struggled to concentrate but, the pain doubled in intensity making him flinch once again.

The rounds got over and he walked out and grasped the counter of the nurse's station, breathing heavily, growing nauseous by the minute.

"Doctor...?" He looked up disoriented to see Danny's concerned face. He was about to speak but he just turned his face and reached for the wastebasket where he pulled all his guts out.

He saw red blood.

His mind started scrambling, for reasons as to why this was happening.

Abdominal pain.. light headedness... blood in the vomit.

"Ethan what the hell happened?!" Leah said as she shook his shoulders, her brown eyes widened with fear.

SHIT.

"Sunshine, my appendi-." Without completing the sentence, he passed out on Leah's lap.

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Running.

Danny, Esme and Bryce were running down the hallway with Ethan on the gurney. Leah was on top of him, with the portable scanner, checking his appendix.

"Bryce hurry the fuck up. His appendix burst. He is bleeding out. We are running out of time." She said, as she panicked, looking at Ethan's pale face.

No, no no.. please god don't do this..

"MOVE MOVE MOVE!!" Bryce called out as he sprinted, Esme falling in step with him. "KEEP THE LIFT OPEN." Esme shouted at Sothy as he was coming out of the lift.

He dived to the side as the gurney entered the lift. Danny slammed on the third floor where the operation theatres were.

Leah got down and grasped Ethan's cold hands and squeezed. Seeing him like this made her hunch over and sobs racked through her body. Her heart was hurting and she felt so, so terrified.

"It's okay Lee- Lee. I will make sure that he is as fit as a fiddle." He squeezed her shoulder empathetically.

"Well Brucie boy. You better keep your promises otherwise I swear to god I will skin your ass and make a damn flag out of it. Got it?" Leah's eyes glinted.

Bryce gulped and nodded his head as the lift stopped on the floor. They all got out and rushed to the OR. Leah stayed back as she saw them take him, in there.

She collapsed against the wall and sunk to the floor. She buried her head into her knees and tried breathing out the building panic in her.

God please let him be okay.. please... I don't think I can make it without him...Leah kept on praying, for the next two hours like her life depended on it.

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Ethan felt like his head was under water and he was slowly resurfacing.

He heard a voice and he slowly cracked his eyelids open. The lights were dimmed and it was evening time.

"Ethan?" Naveen asked as he stood up and looked over his protege, worry etched on his forehead.

"Hey." He croaked out. Naveen reached for the glass of water. Ethan put the straw in his mouth and sighed with relief, as the cool water quenched his throat.

"Glad to have you with us, son. Gave us a good scare."

Ethan shrugged, his body stiff. "I try to be spontaneous."

Both of them chuckled before Naveen got up. "I guess your I should let your girlfriend in before she loses her mind."

Ethan blushed dark red. "Naveen! Leah isn't my girlfriend!"

"But I didn't take Leah's name." Naveen smirked and Ethan pinches his nose.

Laughing, he got up and patted Ethan's arm. "All in due time... All in due time."

Naveen left and shortly after Leah entered the room. She gave a small smile to Naveen before closing the door behind her. Her eyes landed on Ethan and never once breaking contact, she locked the door and shut the blinds.

"How are you feeling?"

"Good. No pain whatsoever."

"Well if you are okay... You are one of the MOST ESTUPIDO PERSON I HAVE EVER MET." She picked up the pillow and smacked him in the face.

Shit she is speaking English and Spanish, she is so angry...

"Sunshi-" he took the pillow from her, eyes widened but Leah wasn't done.

"You are one hijo de puta!! How fucking dare you scare the crap out of me like that?! Seeing you in a pool of blood, I thought you were going to fucking die on me. I'm so pissed with you that I can whoop your ass so hard, you can't walk for a week!?"

“You really thought I was dead?" Ethan asked, his face scrunched.

"YES you fucking anormal cabron. For a diagnostician you are so fucking dumb. How the hell could you ignore the pain of appendicitis as stomach upset?!" Leah was crying now, with anger, sadness and relief.

He was here. He was okay.

"Sunshine... Don't cry..." His heart ached.

"Shut the fuck up, you moron and let me cry in peace." She leaned against the wall opposite him and out her hands on her bent knees as she sobbed.

"Sunshine... Please don't cry. I hate seeing you cry and the fact that I can't move and comfort you makes it so much more harder." Ethan's eyes softened, threatening to tear up.

Leah looked up with bloodshot eyes and got up. She walked to the side of the bed and Ethan scooted to the side slowly, so that Leah could lie down beside him.

She lifted the bedsheets and snuggled against his chest, making sure she didn't hurt him intentionally.

"I'm sorry, sunshine... I didn't mean to scare you." Ethan said as he kissed her crown.

Leah sighed and looked up at him. "Ethan, if you die... I don't think I could make it. You are one of the best things that has happened in my life.. even if we are not together I will always care for you... I would always wait for you until you are ready."

The three words on the tip of their tongues but, no one said anything. They just lay there in each other's embrace, seeking comfort from each other all through out the night.

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thegreatescape · 5 years ago

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SHARE THE LOVE CONVENTION

Here’s what happened at the Share The Love Con in Milan! :) [Sorry for my terrible English lol]

At the con I was in the front row with my friends. It was amazing but at the same time I felt a little bit observed lol Pietro was the first one who greeted me and then Nicholas recognized me ;;

After the panel, my friend and I decided to take a picture with Federico because he was too beautiful with that blue sweater and when we went to take the picture he gave us a tight hug that I will remember forever. I don't know why but I was more nervous than the previous times... maybe because he was even more beautiful than usual lol

Then we queued for the Fede + Rocco duo and I don’t know where I found the courage but I showed them a photo in which two people were kissing a girl on the cheek and this happened sdifhoisadpo

Damn Fede has really soft lips, I cry just thinking about it. I left the room shaking like a leaf lol Then we went to the autographs of Nicholas, Greta and Beatrice. Greta and Bea were a wonderful surprise. They are both so kind and sweet. When Greta saw my drawing she gave me a hug and said ‘thank you’ a hundred of times. She was sooo cute! ;;

Even Beatrice thanked me so much and complimented me and said “You drew me so hot!” And I was like "Well, you are" haha

Then I went to Nicholas and this happened:

Nicholas: Hi! I'm a big fan of yours!

And I smiled at him sooo embarrassed.

Nicholas: I don't know how to thank you! I’m very tired after a drawing, you draw 10 drawings every day! You're very good.

Then Greta arrived at his table and said: Did you see my beautiful drawing with the pink background?

And he was like: Mine is gray! :(

Me: I made the backgrounds based on the shirt you had in the photos and you always have a black shirt.

Nicholas: I have to do a photoshoot then haha

Nicholas then asked me to show some of my drawings to Bea and when I showed her my Instagram profile she remembered those I had done for her and Greta added: Oh my God you made me the drawing of me and Nini kissing? It's beautiful! ; _;

This is Nicholas’ autograph. He drew me Luchino eating pizza’s crusts LOL

Then we went to the autographs of Pietro, Fede and Rocco and I have to say that this was one of the most beautiful moments of the Convention. When Pietro saw me he greeted me with an "Hello darling, how are you?" And before I answered he said: "Did you bring me something?" And when I gave him the drawing he said: “Oh my God, it's awesome! This is a new one!”

Me: “Well, yes, I couldn't post it before, it had to be a surprise!”

Pietro: “Can I keep it? ;)”

Me: “Sure it's for you! Also, sorry if I tag you on so many drawings.”

Pietro: “It makes me so happy! You drew the futuristic black and white one, the one where I’m in Venice, the one with the flag you gave me last time and ... this, right? (he remembered all of them ; ___;) And then he added: “But you drew Federico more :( AHAHAH”

Then I went to Fede and he said: “I know that yesterday was your birthday so… HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” And he sent me a kiss. I died. Then I gave him the drawing and he thanked me and he looked at me with a pleased smile saying: “What can I write here ..?” And he wrote me this beautiful autograph that I’ve to frame.

Then, without saying anything, he got up and hugged me and it was a beautiful moment because I didn't want to let him go. Maybe that was the best hug- not only because it lasted longer but because I could tell him how grateful I was for everything.

Then I went to Rocco and he greeted me with a big smile saying: “Hello Giulia, how are you ?!” And I was actually dying inside so I immediately gave him the drawing and he said something like: “Wtf is this a drawing? Oh my God it’s amazing thank you so much” and he showed it to Fede.

Then in the afternoon there were other panels but for those I will make a special mentions at the end of the post.

Then there was Fede and Rocco meet & greet. It was pretty weird because we were all so shy and we didn’t know what to say so they told us something that happened on set during Marti and Nico reunion on the terrace in 2x09.

Fede: “Ludovico told us ‘Kiss!', so we did it. It was so romantic, but when we stopped, I noticed that I had Rocco's snot on my cheek. So I said: WHAT THE FUCK IS IT? THIS IS DISGUSTING! and the atmosphere was ruined.

Rocco: “It's true HAHAHA”

Fede: “I had your snot on me all the time! You were always crying!

Rocco: "Yes, there was an important exchange of body fluids. AHHA”

Then we went to eat the pizza with the cast. The first one who sat at our table was Federico. I was the first one to get the pizza and he said: “Well you're the birthday girl that’s why they gave you the pizza first”. I just smiled like an idiot and he said: “Eat it or it gets cold!"

Me: "No, I'm waiting for you …"

He: “But if it gets cold, it sucks”. (it sucked anyway haha)

Then me and my friends started arguing with him bc Federico claimed that the pizza has to be cut in 8 pieces (and we were cutting it in 4). Thankfully Pietro arrived and supported us and told Fede: “Stop being so annoying” ahah.

After that, there was the most embarrassing interaction that I've ever had with him. We looked at each other and he smiled, so I smiled back but I was too nervous to say anything. Basically we kept smiling for like 15 seconds and it all ended with an embarrassing silence :))))

Then Rocco sat right next to me and he was so… excited? Haha

Rocco: “Did you eat today?”

Me: “No, we were anxious…”

Rocco: “Why? C’mon we know each other now! We’re friends!” (I almost cried, I swear).

Then I showed him a bracelet that my friends bought me for my bday (a heart with the word ‘Sbedemmic’ written on it) and he enlightened and said: “Nooo! Oh my god! Sbedemmic !? A-ma-zing!”

Then we asked him how to pronounce “Maxence” and Rocco called him at out table and Maxence rushed to us leaning towards us and we were blown away because he has really beautiful eyes and honestly I didn't even listen to what he said ahaha

Then Nicholas joined us and said "I want to sit right next to Giulia” (I wanted to hug him ;u;) and we talked about drawings and it was wonderful. Then at a certain point I don't remember what he wanted to ask Bea and he started to call her addressing a girl at the table next to ours and only after a while we pointed out that Bea was sitting on the other side of the room and he was like: “Who was I calling? The girl doesn't even have hair like Bea!” HAHAH

Before he left we hugged each other tight and we thanked each other for everything.

Maxence is literally an elf. He is nice, funny and he gave me a lot of positivity. We asked him to take a photo all together and he immediately put the glass of wine down because “If my mom sees the picture she gets angry” xD He said he never had the chance to interact so much with the fans at the events and that he thinks it’s amazing to create a bond with us.

Then I apologized bc I tag him on a lot of drawings and he asked me “Wait, what did you draw?”

Before I answered him he started to jump on the chair saying “The raccoon one!?”

Me: “Yes, even the-”

He: “The one with the shirt! Come on, let me see it!”

So I showed him the drawing and he exclaimed: “YEEEEES! THIS ONE! YEEEEES! THE SHIRT!!!”

He thanked me and I closed instagram, but I had forgotten to change my background and I had a photograph of me with Federico.

Maxence saw it and said: “Is that your boyfriend?"

And I said: “I WISH!”

I swear I didn't want to say it out loud, but it was spontaneous. He widened his eyes and literally burst into laughing while I turned RED. I apologized saying it wasn’t my intention to say it out loud but he said that he got that bc he read the panic in my eyes as soon as I realized it, but he appreciated my spontaneity and he said that it will be our little secret xD (then we talked outside and we took a couple of photos, he even chose the poses AHAHAH but then we got caught and the staff told him to go inside xD).

1 December

The second day in the morning we went to the autographs of Robin and Lukas and they both thanked me so much for the drawings (I will never forget their expressions ;;).

After giving Lukas the drawing he stood up and hugged me tight and he was the sweetest, with his beautiful and kind smile :’)

Then I took a photo with Nicholas

and a duo with Maxence and Rocco where I asked for a group hug and Maxence said: A POLIPATA ?! (an Italian word that idk how to translate. Obviously Rocco taught him that haha it’s like “hugging like an octopus” lol)

The last photos were those with Federico. When I showed him the photo I wanted to do he made an expression that I will never forget a mix between a smile and ;) and he said: “Uh, today we are in the mood for kisses”. And of course I turned BRIGHT RED :DDD

The last activity of the day was the autograph with Maxence. He thanked me for the drawing and said "You made me a beautiful drawing, so I will also make your own beautiful drawing" and he made a stylized character of me ahaha

At the cocktail party Maxence was the first one to sit with us! He didn’t know what to say so he asked us to do a toast and we all said in chorus 'cin-cin' and he said: "Do you know that ‘cin-cin’ means vagina in Chinese?” Ahah This was the highlight of our conversation.

Then Nicholas and Rocco came at our table and we talked all the time about medicines and reflux lmao We looked like the geriatric department bc they said that all the cocktails tasted like medicines lol

Then Pietro and Fede arrived, both sooo tired, but Fede greeted us with "Hello rays of sunshine!" And we were literally dying . Pietro said he was worried about not being able to return home because he would have arrived after midnight and he didn't have the keys. "I can't call someone and say "Hi, I'm the guy who lives upstairs" ahaha

Then we talked to Lukas and Robin and they were so cute ;; Lukas is a very interesting person, he has a pure soul and it was a pleasure to know him ;;

In the end, Bea and Greta arrived and we gossiped a lot, especially about boys haha

Best moments of PANELs:

-Nicholas said his favorite word is Australopithecus Robustus and Greta said "Fregno" (it’s a slang for ‘hot’) xD

-Fede said his Spirit animal is a Golden Retriever and that Martino’s is a fox

-Fede made fun of Rocco because he spoke with metaphors that didn’t make any sense so Fede was like: Enough Rocco, enough! Stop it! THAT'S ENOUGH!

-We made a video for Bea and everyone cried in the room

-THE KARAOKE

-Fede said that Rocco didn’t know how to ride a bicycle and they had to shoot that scene a lot of times

-Fede complimented Rocco and then he gave the microphone to him saying: “Come on, I’m waiting.” Because he wanted to get compliments too haha

-Rocco sat in the audience and asked Fede the story of Bambi and Fede called him “Er Lucertola (lizard)” in revenge and said that the name of Bambi was born because of a toxic (Rocco haha)

-Pietro who answered BOH to all the questions haha

-When a girl mentioned the 4th season (even if we couldn’t) and everyone said to keep hoping and thanked us for fighting so much during these months and then Rocco said: Yes, thank you very much for the support. Without you it wouldn't have been pos— Everyone: ROCCO !!!!! haha

-When another girl talked about Massimo Reale -Dr. Spera- (referring to the photos he posted from the 4th season’s set) and then Bea said: She just wanted to know the name of Dr. Spera and yes, it’s Massimo Reale xD

-Rocco screaming SBEDEM

Here’s some pics I took at the panels :)

Everything was AWESOME! I miss them all so much ;;

Please if you want to use one of these pics tag my instagram account: here

#skam italia #skam france #druck #federico cesari #maxence danet fauvel #rocco fasano #robin migne #lukas von horbatschewsky #beatrice bruschi #greta ragusa #pietro turano #nicholas zerbini #skamit cast #share the love #i #i fede #i rocco

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transcrowing · 5 years ago

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Oh No, Here It Is

aka the Roadtrip Fic.

Tw?? swearing, mentions of something sex related, and overwhelming stupidity

Word count: 655

Smalls wanted to spontaneously combust. It was three am, and they’d been driving for seven hours already. Somehow, Sniper had convinced her to go raid Area 51 with them, promising that Katherine would be there. Obviously, the raid was the brainchild of Race and Albert. Jack and Crutchie had gone of their own accord, and everyone had tagged along. Spot drove another group of newsies, so the unlucky group cramped into Mrs Jacobs’ van was Davey, Jack, Kath, Sniper, Race, Crutchie, Albert, and Smalls. Well, she thought, at least I’m not stuck in the back with all our crap. That was Sniper, who was reading some classic with earbuds in.

Smalls’ phone had died an hour ago and Jack was hogging the car charger, so she was stuck in a sing-a-long to shitty pop on the radio with Race and Albert. Finally, Davey pulled over to a Seven-Eleven.

“Ten minutes, I’m not waiting for anyone.” he warned, unlocking the doors. Jack pulled Davey out of the van as well, saying something about “Albert’s gonna do dumb shit” as Race helped Crutchie out of the van, holding his hand daintily like a prince or something. Smalls dug out some cash from her wallet, as Albert made a beeline for the snacks and Sniper stocked up on Mountain Dew and tictacs.

Since everyone was done shopping relatively quickly and it was three am, they just hung out in the seven eleven for a bit. Smalls heard a weird honking noise from around the corner, and heard Race laughing. Well, that’s never a good combo of sounds, Smalls thought. She rounded the corner to paper towels laid across the floor and Albert hunched over a pile of something. Upon further inspection, it was...

A fucking pile of hot cheetos. Of course it was. Race sounded like the goose in the corner, laughing his ass off. Eventually, this caught Davey’s attention, who went onto a tangent of “I told you so,” but even after that it got a few chuckles out of him.

“3 AM Davey is scary.” Crutchie pointed out on the way back to Davey’s van, as Smalls helped carry the five bottles of Mountain Dew that Sniper had bought “for science.” Smalls piled into the van with her cheerios, trying not to giggle at Race and Crutchie being super oblivious as they climbed into the van together.

Five AM

“Aand there are approximately 725 species of venomous snakes worldwide...” Davey droned on. Jack had taken over driving about a half hour ago, which meant the car was subject to “interesting” snake facts with Davey. Smalls sighed. Sniper and Kath were asleep, and Smalls totally wasn’t dramatically sighing at Katherine what do you mean?

Finally, Race said what everyone was thinking. “Tell us something interesting, Brains!” he exclaimed, burying his head in his hands for dramatic effect. The van went silent, and it was almost eerie.

Albert snorted. “Sorry, Davey, but seriously.” he said. The car was still quiet, and it was nearly uneasy.

“Look, Dave, we didn’t mean it-“ Smalls began, but Davey cut her off.

“Anacondas mate by having orgies with twelve males and one female.”

The entire van went apeshit. Race and Albert had a stroke collectively, wheezing to death while Davey grinned smugly. “W-why do you know that huh?” Race managed to choke out, which only made everyone laugh harder. Kath had woken up and was also laughing. Jack was probably literally dying behind the wheel.

“Jack, we’re gonna*wheeze* hit the fence!” Crutchie managed to say, leaning against a now flustered Race. Smalls instantly jumped over the seat, channeling her inner Mario Kart champ title.

“Smalls what the fUcK?!” Jack yelled, still choking on air from laughing. Smalls pulled into a gas station, nearly hitting a PT Cruiser(who still drove those?) with the van.

Everyone took a deep breath. Davey spoke first.

“I vote we find a hotel for the night.”

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Sorry it’s long I’m on mobile so I can’t do the break thing lmao

Also;; am I supposed to have a taglist? Idk if you wanna be one of the first to know when another monstrosity worms its way out of the mass of hamburger meat I call my brain dm me. Imma just tag peeps who I think might be interested

@your-lover-crutchie

@thtvscoboi

@romeo-appreciation-squad

@laziestloserr

#newsies #davey newsies #smalls newsies #jack newsies #race newsies #albert newsies #katherine newsies #sniper newsies #crutchie newsies #crace #javid #smalls x katherine #modern idiots #modern idiots is my modern au tag now #the roadtrip fic #do y’all want a sequel lmao #area 51

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gimmeyoon · 5 years ago

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Tag Game

tagged by: @ddaenggtan whom I love and is one half of two spider-man’s pointing at each other

:: nickname(s): B, BayB, Sherbert (Based on my real name this is risky), Bob (Because my phone autocorrects BB to Bob and so my best friend and I call each other that).

:: bias: In BTS, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jungkook (Because I am a whore)

:: blood type: I genuinely do not know, I think A+ .....

:: favourite food: Tofu and rice from a very specific Chinese place near my undergrad school OR from Sticky Rice, Asparagus, Pasta of any type, Tofurky sandwich

:: birthday: March 11, 1997

:: zodiac: Pisces Sun, Aries Moon, Sagittarius Rising

:: pronouns: she/her

:: hair length: OKAY right now it is SO LONG I’ve had short hair since I started senior year of High School, and now, 6 years later, my hair is an inch or 2 past my shoulders (I think I should cut it)

:: height: i am 5′3″ and one time I said “tall people should always be afraid” as I stood on a stool because BEING THAT HIGH UP IS SCARY

:: a crush: I have a new crush every room I walk into I am hopeless also what ever happened to Alex the regular that I blushed around why did he stop coming to my Starbucks Alex I miss you

:: what do you like about yourself: I like my style and my confidence. I took me a really long time to feel good about myself, but I feel like I’m finally as confident as everyone always thought I was. I like my creativity and how empathetic I am.

:: left or right handed: I am right handed but live in fear that I was supposed to be left handed based on my mom’s haunted memory of taking the marker out of my left hand as a child and putting it into my right and immediately regretting it.

:: list of 3 favourite colours: CURRENTLY: pastel pink, neon green, and pastel purple

:: (right now) eating: nothing, but I have a Mediterranean grain bowl from Panera in front of me for later so I could use their wifi

:: (right now) drinking: Starbucks venti iced coffee with soy, light ice, and 3 pumps of cinnamon dolce syrup.

:: i’m about to: start planning for Spring semester which starts tomorrow!

:: listening to: my Korean music playlist, which is named 음악, because Google translate told me that’s how you write music in Korean, if it’s wrong please tell me I don’t want to be embarrassed. It’s my most listened to playlist and more specifically I am listening to Tell Me What To Do by SHINee

:: kids: Does my cat count? I call her my baby and her name is Mochi. Or is this like do I want to have them? Yes, I have wanted to be a mom since I was very little, but that’s also maybe because of child hood trauma that we do not have time to unpack, anyways I always pictured myself as a mom but like not as a wife? So kids even if I’m a single mom.

:: get married: LMAO according to the above I am not like that invested in it, but also I am down to get married one day. I’m genuinely happy alone and I don’t actively seek out romantic relationships BUT ALSO I WANT TO BE LOVED DAMN IT. Idk one day but no time soon.

:: recent phone call: My mom because she face timed me and I could tell it was a butt dial and I was right.

:: (have u ever) dated someone twice: No. I am the type of person that is done when I’m done and my mind isn’t going to be changed. Also I never liked anyone I dated that much OOP.

:: been cheated on: Probably, like they swore to the end that they didn’t, but he immediately started dating the girl (my best friend) that I swore he was cheating on me with SO LIKE EMOTIONALLY YES.

:: kissed someone and regretted it: Literally one of my boyfriends, and yet even after regretting the kiss I DATED HIM WHAT THE HELL

:: lost someone special: Yes. No way to make this entertaining or funny sorry.

:: been depressed: We are thicc into the effects of seasonal affective disorder SO YES (I’m sorry that effects my work on this blog and is proof that being depressed TM does not make you a better artist I CANT DO SHIT RIGHT NOW)

:: been drunk and thrown up: OKAY so yes, the first time was my freshman year of college and I WAS WASTED, and then not again until MY SENIOR YEAR where I would be LEGALLY ALLOWED TO DRINK. I learned the hard way that when I am out and my friend says WHO WANTS TO DO SHOTS if my immediate answer is yes, it should be no, because I never want to take a shot unless I am already too drunk.

:: had glasses or contacts: I have both! I’ve had glasses since the first grade and I got contacts in the 7th grade, which I prefer because I like seeing in my peripheral.

:: had sex on the first date: well as a Virgin TM, no

:: broken someone’s heart: Yes, and I am not sorry OOP

:: turned someone down: Yes, and it is always awkward I hate it

:: cried when someone died: Yes, every time

:: fallen for a friend: Yes, refer back to I have a new crush every room I enter

:: (in the last year have you) made a new friend: YES, I moved to a whole new state and made friends on this here website

:: laughed until u cried: Yes and its one of my favorite emotions

:: met someone who changed u: I think everyone we truly get to know and meet changes us in some way.

:: found out who your true friends were: Yes and that shit hurted

:: found out someone was talking about you: Probably, I am pretty oblivious to things like that, so I could genuinely never realize.

:: lips or eyes: Eyes I guess. I’ve never thought about it but I guess I think more about eyes than lips when it comes to a person.

:: hugs or kisses: Kisses are great but HUGS hit DIFFERENT. You can kiss random people and it means nothing except hey you’re hot, but THE THOUGHT of the person I love hugging me tight EUPHORIC

:: romantic or spontaneous: Spontaneous romantic gestures

:: hookup or relationship: Relationship, even though like to think I’m a bad bitch that can’t be locked down, I also need to be comfortable with a person before I can be intimate.

:: first best friend: from birth until the beginning of high school, growing apart from her was worse than any break-up I’ve ever had and I still think about how my mom held me in the car while I cried about the end of our friendship.

:: surgery: nope

:: sports i joined: I did Softball and basketball until high school, played JV volleyball for one year in the 8th grade, and then after that I was a Cheerleader.

:: do u believe in yourself: Sometimes. Recently when Fall semester ended I thought I did really poorly on my final papers, but when I presented in both classes people were really impressed. I had even started to wonder if trying to get my PhD was unrealistic. I think it was the reminder I needed that I am smart and strong and I can do most things if I set my mind to them, so I’m dedicated to believing in myself in 2020.

:: miracles: I don’t know. Maybe. I hate to take a strong stance and say no, but I’ve also never seen one.

:: love at first sight: I believe in like at first sight, but not love. Love is a verb and requires work. Love is so much more than just seeing someone, it involves looking into their soul and saying I recognize the light in you and I love it.

:: heaven: I was raised religious but idk man. It’s crazy because of how strongly I felt about this 6 years ago.

:: do u have any pets: My parents have a dog that I lived with until 6 months ago and I have a cat. I want another cat uwu.

:: do u want to change your name: No, I love my name. But my alias on here, I think about changing it all the time.

:: what did u do for your last birthday: I went out with my friends, and did really cute makeup, and was really feeling myself.

:: what time did u wake up today: I got to sleep in since I had the day off, so 10:00 am.

:: what were u doing last night at midnight: Sleeping my dude, I passed out at like 10:00 pm

:: something i can’t wait for: my whole life I’ve been waiting to live the life I want to live, and I know this is a sad thing to say, but I still feel that way. It’s hard to change my mentality, but I’m very future focused.

:: last time u saw your mum: AHHH recently! My parents came up last week and I got to see them for the first time since November, and my mom cried WHEN SHE WALKED INTO MY APARTMENT

:: what is one thing u wish u could change about your life: I wish I could finally make a solid group of friends where I currently live, but I am very nervous about it and I don’t put myself out there ooof I also would like to stop procrastinating the things I want to do like my YouTube channel and I want to stop being depressed and I want to go to NYC more often

I’d like to tag…. @strawbxxymilk @honiboyyoon @helpitskpop @sketchguk

#I love to ramble and these tag games always prove that sorry #Moots #tag you're it #about b

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