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lanaxoxoxoxoxox · 1 year

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ALSO CONSIDER ANOTHER BASED OFF A SONG:

kiss you by one direction.

ranboo is crushing, but reader is a teeny tiny bit oblivious. ranboo is always finding ways to hold onto reader, touching them, holding their arm/hand, touching their shoulder, fixing their hair for them, etc etc. one day, maybe after talking to wilbur or phil, ranboo finds the god damn courage to go out with them privately and say "please, just let me kiss you."

SORRY IM BRAINROTTING IN YOUR INBOX ILY /p

, kiss you ! ୨♡୧

ranboo x gn!reader (they/them pronouns for y/n)

warnings: the most adorable fluff you'll eva read ♡

a/n: ladies and gentlemen, joy is now supporting us with some amazing brainrot once again !!! srsly @heiijoy has the best requests /gen go read their works !! ♡

words: 965

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One thing that was obvious about Y/n was that they were incredibly oblivious and carefree. In times, that was very useful, especially as they were a streamer with a larger fanbase and community. In other times, it wasn’t as.. Helpful. Especially when their best friend of 3 years had a crush on them. And their best friend was indeed, Ranboo.

Ranboo had always considered themselves a “hopeless romantic”, someone who believes in love no matter what relationships or situations they’ve been through personally. Ranboo always tried to be near y/n, doing at least something with him. He constantly tried to give small little hints to y/n that he had a crush on them, but most of the time, those hints would click inside other people’s brains, and not y/ns, leaving Ranboo to get teased by his friends. He would constantly leave very obvious gestures to y/n, but nothing seemed to work.

During Vidcon panels and restaurants, Ranboo would always sit right next to Y/n, purposely making sure that their hands, legs or arms were touching in some way. If Ranboo, Y/n and some other people were walking to go somewhere, Ranboo would also offer y/n his hand or arm to hold onto, and he would be a blushing and stuttering mess if Y/n accepted. Although, y/n’s oblvious self would assume Ranboo was acting that way because of the weather or some random thing.

During a convention that Y/n and Ranboo were speaking at together, Ranboo and Y/n hung out backstage along with Wilbur, Tommy and Niki. Tommy and Niki were talking, and Wilbur was grabbing water to drink before the panel. Y/n was scrolling through Twitter, laughing at the tweets in the Twitchcon panel hashtag from the audience.

“Hey, Y/n, come ‘ere for a second.” Ranboo spoke.

Y/n looked up from their phone and shut it off before shoving it in their pocket. They came a bit closer to Ranboo. “What’s up?” they said.

Ranboo’s cheeks had a bit of a red hue to them, wishing in his head that Y/n couldn’t notice. He reached his hands up into Y/n’s hair, tucking away a few strands behind their ear. Y/n sucked in their breath, and Ranboo swore he saw a bit of tint on Y/n’s ears.

Ranboo pulled away his hand. “There.” he smiled.

Y/n smiled back at the tall boy in front of them. “T-thank you.”

Wilbur looked over at Ranboo and Y/n, moving his eyes back and forth between the two. He finally settled making eye contact with Ranboo and raised an eyebrow. Ranboo sighed and felt blush rise onto his cheeks once again. He looked back over at y/n quickly, and pulled out his phone.

After the panel, Wilbur and Phil texted Ranboo to come meet them in one of the creator lounges, and I quote reader, “In private.” Usually when Wilbur or Phil say something like that, it’s usually meant as “We need to talk/ask you about something” (it’s worse when it’s both of them say ‘in private’!)

Ranboo sucked in his breath and headed over to the destination they were supposed to meet at. Ranboo finally got there after 10 minutes of walking, and saw Wilbur leaning against the wall talking to Phil as Phil drank his cup of coffee.

Ranboo walked over to the two men and cleared his throat. “So, what did you want to ask me.. In private?” Ranboo said.

Wilbur looked over at Phil. “When were you going to tell us that you and Y/n are dating?”

Ranboo’s eyes widened. “U-uh, we’re not dating.” Phil raised an eyebrow.

“I promise you, we’re not together!” Ranboo responded, raising his arms up in defense.

Phil spoke up. “If you’re always acting like that towards Y/n, and you two aren’t dating, then I assume you have a crush on them, correct?”

Ranboo’s mouth tightened. “You can tell us, you know. We’re basically your family.” Wilbur added, smiling.

Ranboo looked at both of them and sighed. “Yeah, I think I do like them..” The smile of the two men’s faces could not be wiped off throughout any of that day when Ranboo and Y/n were anywhere near each other.

Reader, ever since that day, when Ranboo was basically forced to tell Phil and Will about his admiration for y/n, let's just say his head was even more filled with thoughts of y/n. Now, before the conversation with Wilbur and Phil, he already was swarmed with thoughts already. But now, it was even more than usual, to the point where he would tell himself to stop and clear his mind a bit before continuing to whatever he was doing. He knew it was a sign to tell y/n, and he finally brought himself to do it.

Ranboo and y/n were walking alone on the Brighton shore, watching the waves crash along the sand and their feet. The sun was slowly setting into a beautiful shade of baby pink and tangerine with the daisy yellow sun painting the horizon.

Ranboo and y/n both stopped in their tracks and sat down on the rocky floors of the shore and admired the beautiful sunset in front of them. Ranboo sighed and looked over at y/n.

"I love you, y/n." Ranboo spit out quickly, almost tripping over their own words. Blush rose to Ranboo's cheeks at what words he spoke, as he meant to say them a little later on in the evening but couldn't hold his tounge back.

Y/n looked over in surprise.

"Shit, I-I. I do love you y/n. Gosh, I just wanna take you anywhere you like, and show you off to everyone, and j-just-." the boy stuttered.

"Want to what?" Y/n said, smiling.

"Please, just let me kiss you."

"Kiss me, then." y/n spoke back.

And they did, reader. They did.

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oh my garsh this is too cute for me to handle !!!!! 😭 /pos

thank you so much @heiijoy, my very lovely moot, for sending this ask in! its a bit late, so sorry abt that!

my requests are still CLOSED, im just currently clearing up my drafts/inbox and writing whatever i feel like if i have the motivation to do so :]

please support my work by liking, replying, following me, or reblogging! anything helps to continue my writing ♡

love you all mwah xoxoxoxo

#mcyt fanfic writer #fanfiction #mcyt #dream smp #mcytblr #requests closed #wilbur soot #philza #ranboo #ranboo x reader #ranboo fanfic

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taegularities · 9 months

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Riiiiiiid can i have a teeny tiny request when/if you can answer this. When oc was missing, what was going through jk’s head? Like did he thought she left him, got kidnapped by her parents, got into an accident, etc? Just wondering what’s fuelling his fear. Amazing lovely chapter! Srsly chefs kiss 🙌🏻

genre: est. rel. 🥺 fluff, angst wc: 1.3k 🤭 a/n: this turned into a legit drabble LMAO i'd be over the moon if you guys lmk what you think of this lil mess and whether i did a good job? :] not proofread <3

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if jungkook had the power to undo this, what would he do differently?

hours ago, when you left the apartment.

perhaps he'd handle you with caution. realise that his fret means nothing, and that nobody else defines your relationship but him and you.

maybe he would let you know that he's stuck to you like superglue, no matter what. that he goes insane when you don't show signs of life. and that you're stitched into all crevices of his heart, permanently.

perhaps reacting in such a way could've changed the chain of events today. whatever happened, maybe you could've reached out, rushed to him. instead, you were hidden in a bathroom minutes ago, door locked and a barrier between the two of you.

even now, your mind roams in far distance. waiting for a line to appear or not; and the approaching result fills him with fear. not because he in particular dreads it – but because you do. sniffling, drying your tears, shaking.

jungkook isn't stupid, so he won't tell you how you affect him. how your pain becomes his burden, too, and how he wants the moment to pass, so your tremble stops.

life didn't pain you enough, it seems. something or someone in the skies above is being unfair.

it hurts. it hurts. it fucking hurts.

and on top of everything, jungkook's own ache, courtesy of his overthinking, still lingers. how he wondered if you'd left him. or hoping you weren't hurt. praying that you were unscathed, not a victim of the world's carelessness.

he can't tell you, though. and he doesn't.

not when the minutes pass and jokes are exchanged. not when you explain why you never came home. and not when only one line appears, pushing you into another sobfest that only his arms heal, slowly and carefully. bit by bit.

you're so warm against him. so innocent and relieved, seeking a cure in him to diminish the former pain. you hold onto him so tight, quivering more than ever, crying tear after tear after tear.

jungkook doesn't think he's ever felt such a firm, solid crack splitting his heart. because you don't deserve this.

you're his gentle, enthusiastic girl, aren't you? thrilled about countryside weddings and glued-on stars. you do not deserve this.

your transparent emotions punch him in the guts even when you've bid eun goodbye. and the very next moment, as he comes to a stand in front of the entrance, stalling the drive back home, he feels something stir in him, too.

the same as before when you opened the bathroom door. the same intense yearning clogging up his throat. because when he looks at you now…

tear-stained cheeks. red eyes. yet, a soft smile assuring him that you're okay again…

he knows now. he knows.

"angel..." he voices, and you lift your falling eyelids, endless tenderness in your gaze.

his heart combusts. nervous fear fills his entire being, so worried you might walk away or cry again or be scared off or… or…

tell her.

she might know anyway.

the voice keeps urging him. wants to bare his thoughts, pull them out of his mind.

tell her.

but he doesn't. instead, he calms the brittle organ beneath his chest, eyes blinking his secrets away before he says, "nothing. let's go home."

and he admits now. barely half an hour later, he admits that his choices aren't always well thought out. because how did he manage to pain you again?

crying in front of him, in the middle of the living room, much like… what? a mere month ago. asking him what's wrong; getting back a confused nothing.

he covers his face when you inquire whether he's sure, rubbing it before he responds, "yeah. tired, is all. worn out from the stress."

"i'm sorry."

god. no.

there's no fault in anyone right now. there's no misery, just… realisations. revelations.

"no," he starts, "it's okay."

you swallow, and then argue, "i don't think it is. tell me what you're thinking about."

but how does he tell you? because his words wouldn't suffice. and he doesn't quite know whether the moment's right. how does he unveil something to you that'll never do justice to what he truly feels?

"nothing, baby," he answers; he's being so stupid, "please go to sleep."

but you don't falter. "is it because of the pregnancy scare? or because i didn't call you. i scared you."

"no. it's nothing like that."

he waits.

fuck… he could throw up. you're here, so close, waiting for a response, and he's panicking, nervous, insecure, and… and…

so in fucking love.

"just go change into something comfortable, angel," jungkook gently orders, fuelling the craze in his jumbled mind, "or do you want to eat first? i can get you some food to the bedroom, too."

you shake your head, digging, "i want– you to tell me what's wrong."

but it's not easy. wording feelings has never been easy.

he groans quietly, keeping his foot from tapping the ground. if he told you now… would you react in kind? would you walk away? if he told you now, would you push him away or pull him closer?

shit, shit, shit.

his head falls between his shoulders, fingers grazing his wrinkled forehead, heaviness behind it, "what do i tell you?"

"just. was it… is it seokjin? i won't talk to him if you don't want me to."

god, if you knew…

that seokjin long took a backseat in his head. he would've barely been able to remember his name right now, because his mind is so painfully filled with the same damn things revolving around you.

with the same word, over and over again, repeating in a circle and as a plea.

"that's not it," he promises.

"it's not…?"

"babe… i don't care about him. i stopped caring ten minutes later."

he explains the agitation this morning; explains the far graver evening, how it overshadowed each word uttered in that stupid argument. how you drove him crazy today.

fearing, craving, pining.

wondering if you'd be coming back, if he'd ever get the chance to tell you that you carry his heart with you wherever you go.

and maybe that's exactly what he should do.

right.

enough of this idiocy.

he stands, stepping closer. his voice is unsteady when he calls your name, shaking fingers carding through his hair. he sighs, and then inhales a breath to give his lungs something. to lift the burn.

jungkook prepares his mind for the best and the worst for only a moment before everything goes blank. and then, finally, he realises that, first and foremost, he doesn't need an immediate reaction.

he just needs you to know.

"what is it then?" you still question, tears falling freely, "fuck, just. just say it, please."

your hand curls into a fist, and he rushes to grab your wrist; tugs you into him, a palm on your back. pushing you closer, trying to press his affection into you, and all misery out of you.

he holds your head, holds you right there, lets you cry into his shirt.

and then, he admits, "i'm not good with words, baby. and i don't know how to ever properly verbalise something like this."

"what? verbalise wh–"

then again, does he not know?

no. he does. he just doesn't think it'll ever suffice. ever.

because what he feels doesn't belong to this mundane world. it isn't ordinary; transcends normalcy. no, to him, it appears like something out of a fairytale.

this is what songs are written about; what love stories and novels and movies speak of. the exact rhymes present in poetry. jungkook doesn't have the vocabulary that poets possess.

can't truly explain what you elicit, and what you mean to him, and how insane you make him, and how he wants to hold you and freeze this moment forever, and…

and how he's never been as certain about anything as about–

"i love you."

no… he doesn't need you to answer immediately.

he just needs you to finally know.

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:'''))))) i have nothing to say except. thank you for this lil request. i am in tears and will go hide in the bathroom now. <3

#*cmi spoiler #kidnapped by her parents had me dying gkjsahfjksaf 😭#thank you so much for reading and loving it <333 #notes for rid 🌹#anon #fic: colour me in #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst

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alex-rambles · 2 years

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request: reader cuddling BOTH L and Light at once??? thanks

YES you can!

(No srsly need poly representation)

Miss relatable af

READER IS GENDER NEUTRAL

"Liiiiiiiiiiiiight!"

Misa's annoying voice cuts through the room. When you look over, she's wearing a rather... provocative outfit.

Light rolls his eyes slightly, but walks over to his "girlfriend." Little does poor Miss Famous know, you, L, and Light are all having a merry little relationship.

"Misa, what are you wearing?"

"Ah, Misa-Misa wanted to impress you, so I put on one of the outfits I modelled!"

You roll your eyes at her referring to herself in the third person. She does it to sound cute, but she just sounds like a weirdo.

"Misa, no offense, but I need some time alone."

"Light, you're spending so much time with Ryuzaki and Y/N recently! You never have time for me! It's a little frustrating, you know?"

"I'm sorry, Misa, just- we'll have a date tomorrow, right?"

"Really? Yay! We haven't had a date in forever and blah blah blah..."

You eventually tune out her ramblings, but within a few minutes, Light sits down by you, throwing his arm around you.

"Is number two being annoying again?" you asking teasingly.

"Is she ever not? I don't even know why I trusted her with this in the first place, she's... you know what? I'm at a loss for words!"

Light seems exasperated.

"I need her as an asset, her Eyes are valuable, but good God...! The girl's mad!"

You cover his mouth. "Shush, shush, it's the raven...!"

Light perks up at the mention of his "rival and hated enemy."

"Ryuzaki! You decided to join us!" you exclaim.

"Evidently," he says, squatting onto the couch. "Light-kun, move your arm."

Light does not move his arm, rather he scoots closer to you.

You stifle a laugh.

"Fine."

L stands up and then... squats on your lap, causing you to laugh even harder.

"Must you two always fight?" you giggle.

Light throws his head back. "This is ridiculous."

You hug L while Light rests his head on your shoulder. "Y/N..."

L remains in his ridiculous sitting position on your lap until you shove him off. "That's really uncomfortable!" you explain.

"Fine, fine. Light-kun, we'll share for the time being."

"Uh-huh, whatever."

L sits next to you, one hand on his knee, his opposite arm around you. L and Light's fingers interlock slightly.

...

Quite sad, really. Happy moments like these will eventually be lost to Light's steadily declining sanity.

#death note x reader #dn x reader #death note #dn #light yagami x reader #light x reader #l x reader #l lawliet x reader #alex writes

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schnuffel-danny · 2 years

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fully intend to open a pandora's box w this but i srsly want to know your thoughts on jack/vlad

They are my Blorbos. They are my Angels. They are my Stars, my Sky and my Moon. They shine a bright light from within my heart and- ALRIGHT that's enough of that. I like them a normal amount.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to properly formulate my thoughts on them, there is so much going on with these two (or, most likely, I’m just being sick in the head). On one hand, they are peak comedy; the idea of them being a couple in any capacity is absolutely hilarious. They’re both braindead to a terrifying degree in completely opposite directions, they’re a disaster duo through and through, in the event that they’re allowed to be together (both on good terms) for more than five minutes they’ll somehow manage to burn an entire city down, with Jack excitedly suggesting they make s’mores over the roaring fires of a local gas station. Vlad is on a never-ending quest to prove his intelligence and superiority, Jack doesn’t even really care what’s going on he just wants to prove that whatever it is he can do it. None of us would get out alive if this apocalyptic event of a relationship were to happen, not me, not you, not any of the mildly horrified yet incredibly amused bystanders. They’re the funniest ever.

Vlad spends as much time as possible talking about how much he hates Jack and how much he wants to fuck his wife. This man wants to rip Jack’s spine out and steal his wife and kids. Jack’s kids consider Vlad to be the devil himself and his wife is at best indifferent towards him. Yet, forever oblivious, Jack treats Vlad like he put the stars in the night sky one by one. They’re friends to lovers to exes to enemies to friends to lovers (to exes to maybe lovers) again, but they can’t even be that because the enemies thing is entirely one sided. Jack is so blinded by his nostalgic ideal of Vlad as a friend that he remains blissfully ignorant of Vlad’s murderous intentions towards him.

The entire concept of the villain somehow getting together with the hero’s dad, who absolutely refuses to see him for the walking red flag that he is, gives these two the potential to be the funniest cringe fail pairing in existence.

Before I even thought of anything else about these two I was captivated by their comedic potential, so captivated in fact that while I was happily stomping my feet in the shallow puddle of this ship’s depth I didn’t notice I'd tripped and fallen into a lake until I started drowning.

Thinking about them hurts. It’s about the memories. It’s about the love which, despite everything, remains the same. It’s about the familiar comfort that seems so unattainable now, even when it’s within reach. The burning hatred, the unanswered cries for help, the unspoken apologies, the yearning for things to go back to the way they were, the loneliness, the betrayal, the violence… It’s knowing nothing has changed. It’s knowing nothing is the same. It’s about looking at someone you hate more than anyone and only being able to think of the times he’s held you close and made you feel safe in the world. It’s about loving someone and only being able to think of how you were abandoned. It’s about seeing how neither of you has moved on and realizing that you can’t do anything about it, not at this point of your lives. You aren’t friends, you aren’t lovers, you aren’t enemies. No matter what one feels towards the other it can seemingly never be reciprocated in the same way. Love neither wins nor loses. Love remains at a stalemate. It burns the same it has for decades and you watch the flames dance, but neither reaches to warm their hands by the fire. Not anymore. Something about doing so feels wrong. Maybe you just aren’t ready yet. But it’s alright, you’re not worried about it going out anytime soon.

Conclusion: I hate them and I want them to die.

#thanks for the ask #these two are ruining my life!!!!!!#danny phantom #ACTUALLY FUCK YOU THE ENTIRE TAG GETS TO READ THIS #IF I HAVE TO BE MENTALLY ILL I'M TAKING YOU ALL DOWN WITH ME #vlad masters/jack fenton #(just in case someone might need it tagged for blacklisting purposes?)

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cheolhub · 1 year

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Talk about your moots; what do you like most about them (could be a paragraph or a single sentence, spread the love!!)

p sure i did this just a few days ago but everyone knows i adore my moots so i dont mind doing it again :)

it’s kinda long! (took me a literal hour and a half to write) and i tried to get everyone i talk to on a tri-weekly basis at least 😅

@ncteez i know you said to pick what i like most abt my moots, but i love everything about hon from the way she looks (she’s literally the most gorgeous person ever— she still owes me a selfie now that im thinking abt it) right down to her core. 🥹 the only mark stan who has ever walked the planet actually,,, i love hearing about her sex dreams and i love the way that she gives the best advice bc she only wants the best for me and how genuine she is. I LOVE HER & she makes me a better person every day, seriously ⭐️ i <3 my wife

@jeonghantis 🩵 there are about a million and three things that i can write for keir but i think the thing i love most about them is that… i can just be sar with them, i never have to worry about being judged for the things i like bc 9 times out of 10, keir feels the same way. like who else am i gonna talk about [redacted] with chan with ??? or [ censored beeping for 10 minutes straight ] with sangyeon ?? my jeonghannie, my bff, my ride or die <3 (they also hate everyone that i hate and watch my instagram lives even tho im super annoying which means i am going to die for them)

@onlyseokmins literally just love elv’s personality. she has this infectious positivity and it makes me so happy to be alive like dhahdh,,, every time i see her on the dash reblogging the silliest things or cute pics or even talking to other people, it makes me smile so hard like idk she’s so bright PLUS she’s resident dk lover on tumblr like there is no one else. tumblr user onlyseokmins is quite literally the only dk stan alive

@lovelyhan ok two things i love the most — one: kai’s writing will always get me out of a reading slump. i re-read their fics an ungodly amount of times, like i actually need to be blocked by them ( i definitely didn’t re-read inflection point again TODAY on my lunch break, nope! i didn’t! 😂……) TWO: kai is literally so sweet and funny and we don’t really talk much, but from what i know, they’re a really great person and anyone would be lucky to have them as a moot! ^^

@agustdiv1ne ash and i are actually moving to alaska and we’re gonna be neighbors /srs,,, srsly tho, i told her this already, but she’s an amazing listener and she puts up with my shitty texting and i seriously cant appreciate that more 😢 she’s so wonderful and lovely and my favorite yoongi stan to ever exist and i will shield her from the heat. don’t worry, ash, 𝖎 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚.

@soonigiri MELODY <333 the soonyoung to my cheol!! she’s also someone i enjoy seeing on my dash sm!! she’s literally an angel and it’s so endearing to see her in her engene era. like i look forward to seeing jungwon on my dash every day /srs — OKAY ACTUALLY, ik im an awkward freak but i would love to talk to you more bc i think we have a lot in common T-T

@etherealyoungk SKYE i know we interact like every 3 weeks but each of them do really mean a lot to me <33 i think she’s really kind-hearted and i get really happy when i see her jn my inbox from time to time!! it’s like a nice little surprise which i love 🥹💝 it’s like finding a rice krispie at the bottom of my lunch box (if you don’t know the feeling, think immense joy)

@rubyreduji JJ THE COOLEST GUY EVER. he’s such a joy to talk to and i love that he’s lowkey my hypeman. every time i run a concept or idea by him, he makes me feel really good about it and i adore that. he’s so supportive i love him and i need to hug him so bad actually 🥹 (i give good bear hugs jj, pls let me hug u) also jj doesnt care that im a weirdo awkward freak and i have to commend him for that too ☺️

@toruro mikalicious always know what to say which is what i love the absolute most abt them now. when im in a shit mood, she knows exactly how to make me feel better and always helps me take my mind off of it. she’s so cute and wonderful inside and out and i really am so eternally grateful to have her as a mutual and a friend <33 also, mika, this is my formal apology for being the world’s worst texter 😅

@gyuswhore EM THE COOLEST PERSON EVER. i love her so much actually. she and i just started talking and i have to say, she is just so,,,, amazing? idk, i dont have the words for it. she was so kind to me when reading my wonu fic and she just read over my new cheol wip and she has given me such great feedback and im so appreciative of her!! + sending pics is lowkey my love language and she lets me send her the most random shit (my pc collection, my room, etc.) i love her 💝

@hwanghyunjinenthusiast MY FAV JOKSTER dbehdh talking to rj is seriously a breath of fresh air lol I LOVE her humor and she understands my humor. ALSO….. something about rj’s writing also does something to me… like i remember i was super depressed while i had strep and on a brief tumblr hiatus and i came onto the app for just a second and saw that she’d posted … mean dom!chan… i remember reading it and crying bc she GETS IT. no one gets me like rj (i forgot to rb now that im thinking abt it but im gonna get on that) my fave dinonara <3

@heesbaby TUMBLR USER HEESBABY SINGLE HANDEDLY GOT ME BACK INTO ENHYPEN. i never thought id see the day, but bc of her smau’s and writing, i’m back in my engene era… i love how much of an angel cinna is like,,, we talk every once in awhile but she makes me the happiest girl ever when she replies to my asks or i find her in my inbox. i’ll actually fight jay for cinna

@hyuk4ngel RESIDENT MINGYU STAN,, fay has been here with me since what feels like the fucking beginning and i seriously can’t thank her enough. she’s really encouraging and amazing and she has the best ideas ever. i swear half of my writing discography is thanks to her (just my mingyu fics which is lowekey half my writing discography begsgs) she also is always checking in and i just love her for that and many other things 🥹

@baeksbyunny / @baekhyunnybyun (you’ll have to remind me which acct im supposed to tag) BEX MY BELOVED!!! THE LOVE I HAVE FOR HER IS SERIOUSLY INDESCRIBABLE!!! she’s the nicest person to me. like i’ll never forget when i was anxious before my txt concert and she was so reassuring like i felt a weight lift off my shoulders. INSTANT (sar)otonin boost every time we talk, idk what it is. probably the fact that she has the most comforting presence. i love her, you honor. i rest my case.

@majestyjun mills was like the first moot i’d ever talked to,,, but i remember i was so intimidated the first time we did bc millie is literally so fucking cool like,,, i have always thought this and when she said //I// was cool and i was genuinely so honored like…. idk >< ALSO HER WRITING IS SOHSHSBS OUT OF THIS WORLD … the concepts the description,,, she’s a genius!!!

@sunnylovespickles even tho we just became moots, i thought it was really sweet that she dropped off pics of pink!cheol for me 🥹 my day was really bad and that brightened it so much <33 i hope to have more interactions with her in the future bc she seems so nice!!

#[ 💌: anon ! ]#[ ⭐️: mutuals ! ]

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b0mblover · 6 months

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tadajiro shower fic 1k words

thanks to; Sho, for the plot (THE FUCMING ENTIRE THING YOU DONT UNDERTZAND 😭😭ALL OF IT 100% srsly. i have the screenshots im not good at plot thank you so much sho srsly 🙏🙏 my fuxking SAVIOR)

Rizzmaster 89, for the dialog ideas

i formally apologize for everything, i just woke up

Jiro walked through the front door of the apartment, unintentionally slamming it as he closed it, it had been a long day, Noriko and him fought about nearly everything, he was involved in an on-foot pursue with the police, and lopt still existed.

Needless to say, he was exhausted.

Jirou walked over to and flopped onto the couch, he had been staying at Tadashis apartment for some while now, their apartment that they usually lived in was under renovations, so they all had to find somewhere else, Noriko stayed with Reina, Lopt was… Lopt, and Jiro stayed with tadashi.

It was the closest person he had outside of the revolutionary army,

(no crown isnt in this im sorry 😔)

ironic, a priest that gets payed a good fucking “little” sum of money lived in an apartment.

(nope just, idk apartments are easier for me to write even tho ive never lived in one)

Jiro layed there, unmoving for about 5 minutes until he heard a door shut.

“the hell do you think youre doing?”

tadashi was extremely annoying, almost all hours of the day.

“Fuckin tryina sleep” jiro managed to get out through gritted teeth

(shut up)

“The hell you are- go shower”

Kunai was… particular about so called “dirtiness”

Maybe it was the upbringings of them, but their opinions clashed more than Jiro and Noriko fighting

“No im fuckin tired leave me alone”

“I will if you go Fucking shower”

Kunai sighed, Jiro, as much as he “loved” him, he was quite stubborn, he walked over to jiro, and put his arms under him, picking him up bridal-style for about 2 seconds before setting him on the floor

(well more of standing?)

“The fuck are you doing?”

Jiro asked, he looked so tired.

“Youre going to shower, weather you like it or not”

Kunai but his arm around Jiros upper back, guiding him to the bathroom.

Kunai tugged at jiros waist band, motioning for him to take off his clothes, jiro did so slowly and reluctantly as kunai turned on the water to the shower.

(TADASHI TOOK OFF HIS CLOTHES I SWEAR I FORGOT TO WRITE IT IN THO)

It was a small bathroom, just enough for the two of them to move around mostly comfortably.

Kunai set a stool into the shower, motioning Jiro to sit down, Jiro did so as Kunai messed with the shower head, attempting to detach it from its handle.

(look ive only seen a detachable one irl when i was like 7 in my grandmothers apartment and that was so long ago- leave me alone:(pls)

After a minute or so, pulling it down, the pressure felt nice on jiros back, it was hard but not enough to be painful, warm, but not burning.

Kunai lathered something onto jiros hair, he didnt pay attention as to what, more than likely shampoo, he was too tired to care.

“So, hows it been?” kunai asked in a vagely monotone voice, it wasnt offputting as jiro had heard it a million times since “living” with him.

“Fine i guess” jiro sounded dejected, he wanted this to be over as soon as possible, and small talk wasnt letting that happen.

“You sound” kunai paused “like theres something on your mind” quickly changing his words.

“Its nothing important” he shot back quickly, it was one thing for even lopt to ask what was wrong, he noticed he mustve been acting strange for even kunai of all people to ask.

“Are you sure? yknow you can tell me anything, i wont tell” kunai said, as he started washing his back with soap.

“Just- i dont know how to explain” he sighed, he felt defeated, the one chance he was able to talk about how he felt, he felt like he blew it.

“just explain it however it comes to you yknow?” kunai moved to washing his neck, making sure to massage it at least a little bit.

“- fine, i dont think im worth anything to anyone, i think people only want to use me in one way or another”

“mhm and?” kunai grabbed at jiros shoulders, attempting to silently tell him to stop being so tense.

“and what? do you think im good at this emotional bullshit? no. no i am fucking not.”

kunai sighed “im just trying to get you to open up, i know that isnt easy”

“Why?”

“What”

“why try and get me to open up? we all know you dont truly care. do you just wanna use me too?” jiro started to speak faster

“is that really all im good for? is that what people see me as? do you see me as someone just to keep around until you get bored and eventually decide to throw out-“

“Relax. your shoulders jiro, relax, youre doing neither of us any favors by tensing up”

“r-right, sorry” jiro attempted to calm his body down as much as he could.

Kunai continued to wash his back, rinse his hair, put conditioner in his hair, wash his back.

“Jiro”

“Yea?”

“Do you think… how do i put this without it sounding wrong” he questioned aloud.

“just say it” jiro continued looking at the floor

“Do you think you really “have” anything im intrested in?”

“i dunno, my body i guess?” jiro was thankful that he wasnt facing tadashi at that moment

“Why would you think id want to use your body?”

“i well- because? why not right? thats all im worth”

“who told you that?” kunai was mentally on the verge of tears (or what yk little he “had” shut up lemme have a semi nice tadashi 😭😭)

“Huh?” jiro turned around to face Kunai, confused.

“who told you that youre only worth your body? i mean- i havent known you as long as say noriko, but i know that your worth more than that”

“i dont understand” jiro turned around, not really believing kunai in the slightest.

“Jiro, youre not stupid” Kunai hugged him from behind, not too tightly, before letting go again.

“youre kind, your funny, youre strong”

“so? thats normal though”

“i dont know about what youve went through, but if its anything like the rumors in school, it had to have been hell right?” tadashi adjusted the water to be warmer, theyll probably have to get out soon.

“What? i- my life then is no ones concern besides my own” if he had the energy hed glare at him.

“Maybe- maybe not, but it still changed you in some way correct? i mean, you sure do know how to run from the police damn well- and i don’t believe thats something just everyone can do”

Jiro knew at least that part was true, even if he didnt want to believe it.

“but even then, i contribute nothing to anyone” he hugged his own knees toghther attempting to comfort himself.

“is merely surviving after everything youve been through not enough?” Kunai smiled slightly.

“i-“ he stopped, he realized there was no use for him trying to fight tadashi, he knew in one way or another he was right, even if he didnt want to accept it.

Kunai hugged him from behind, before washing the conditioner out of his hair.

#j writes badly #???? ish???#again. thank sho for the plot.#im bad at plot #down to the stool jiro sits on. sho wrote the plot #(this was madw in like ja but ive been too depressed to post it LMAO 😭)#no beta we die like jirou

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krankittoeleven · 1 year

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Rules: list eight shows for your followers to get to know you better.

Tagged by @ainulindaelynn. This took a minute cause I couldn't think of more than 3 shows. Most of the TV I "watch" is just on in the background while I'm doing almost anything else except reading or writing.

EDIT: after posting i realized I completely forgot about Start Trek TNG. Unforgivable on my part.

M*A*S*H - I've still never figured out why this resonated with me as much as it did (I mean, aside from the obvious), especially since the last episode aired when I was a year old. There were a lot of reruns, though, growing up, so I guess it just stuck at some point. I'm not sure if it still hold true now, but there was a time in the 90s/early 00s where there was an episode of M*A*S*H airing somewhere in the world every 30 minutes. Impressive that is resonated so clearly, everywhere.

True Detective (Season 1) - I've said it before and I'll say it again: this is the single best season of a tv show, ever. The other seasons are good, but they don't have anything to do with each other aside from a call back or two, so I feel fine about treating it as its own thing. If you like detective/procedural with a light supernatural bent, plus a cult inspired by your friendly neighborhood King in Yellow, well this is the show for you.

Vikings Valhalla - strangely I haven't even watched Vikings yet, and this is a great example of mutuals being great advertisers because one of mine was hyperfixating on King Canute and I was like 👀👀 who are you? So yeah, I'm watching this for the "wrong" reasons. LOL (SRSLY THOUGH ALL I SEE IS A LIVE ACTION UBBA *snickers*

4. Hannibal - I was hooked from the beginning, before they started throwing all that sexual tension around (not complaining tho lol). This was one of the few shows that my ex partner and I watched together all the time, our tastes and schedules often conflicted, but we were always around for the murder husbands. XD

5. The Haunting of Hill House - another one the X-misses and I used to watch together. I really enjoyed this one though it took us forever to get through it because we'd stop every few minutes to figure out if we'd spotted a ghost or not. LOL I quiet enjoyed it overall, and I also very much like how they changed things up over the original novella. I like Shirley Jackson, but I think some of her other stuff is better.

6. Any Dinosaur TV show - especially Walking With Dinosaurs and Dinosaur Planet and Prehistoric Planet.

7. Severance - This show knocked me out. I heard about it on Tumblr one day and I'd binged it all within the next couple days. LMAO What nonsense I love it.

8. Good Omens & Sandman - putting these two together because they fill the same space in my heart: respectable adaptations of things I grew up with and am very fond of and I'm glad to see getting a wider audience/more attention/more love. :D

I will tag @brasideios @macavitykitsune @theinkandthesea @vdk-hellscape and anyone else that wants to cuz I'm not sure who has or hasn't been hit by this one yet.

#tag game #tv

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rainee-da · 4 months

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hello ! can i request hugging or something like that for domina, levis, and carpaccio? they srsly need more attention 😞

🍀 Hugging Headcanons [1]

CHARACTER ❥ Carpaccio Luo-Yang 🍥 / Domina Blowelive 💧

W A R N I N G ⚠️ PG-13 w/ TW for panic attack / BIG SPOILER for anime watchers!!!! / might be too OOC for you.

C A R P A C C I O L U O - Y A N G 🍥

He may seem to be an uncaring person and you might expect his hug would feel forceful.

If you think that way though, you'll be very wrong because this man's hug is very gentle.

The two of you didn't hug for the first few months, and any attempt you made towards him to hint that you want to hug him will fly over his head.

It's not because he didn't want to though. It's just that he... didn't know.

He never had any emotional relationship with someone before. He wasn't even fully in tune with his emotions yet. Everything is still so new to him that he needs time to process it all.

But one day, he'll ask you for a hug. And it's out of nowhere too.

He probably saw a random couple on school grounds hugging and being lovey-dovey, and it piqued his curiosity.

He will approach you slowly, his expression as intense as it could be, hands reaching out to grab your waist before he asks for your consent, "I want to hug you."

Okay, I KNOW that sounds more like an order, but I swear you can actually refuse if you feel uncomfortable hugging him!

He'll nod calmly and back away before continuing on his activities. No hard feelings from him! If it's other people it will be a very different case though...

It's just that he's blunt, and sucks at communication.

But if you gave him your consent though, he'll waste no time in pulling you to his chest and engulfing you in a tight hug.

He will bury his face in the nook of your neck while his eyes glance towards you, checking your expression.

When he deems that you're not uncomfortable, his hand will slowly roam from your waist to your upper back. Curiosity glimmered in his eyes.

Hugging felt odd for him. It's warm, and he had people being this close to him before. He can feel your heart thumping straight to his chest, and your breath on his hair.

It's... interesting, to say the least. He wants more

But you wouldn't know that he actually likes it because when you pull away after a short while you'll find him frowning towards you, with eyes blanking out.

Then he just... walks away. Yeah, that's how your first hug goes.

A few days later, he'll ask for a hug again. But this time he didn't hug you right away. He pulled out his phone and checked something.

His brows furrowed and he seemed frustrated as he scrolled through his phone, muttering something you cannot hear.

If you peeked at his phone though, you'll find out that he's scrolling through an album in his gallery, which is full of couples hugging each other in various different ways.

Where and when did he take that picture? He'll never tell you. But it was clear as day that he lost some sleep in obtaining that picture.

"I want to try this one," he stated bluntly, showing you the picture in his phone. Awaiting your reaction.

If you ask him why you want that specific type of hug, he'll just tilt his head and say, "Because it's different from yesterday?"

This will become your daily routine, and as the relationship goes on he'll just simply walk towards you and show you a picture. You'll nod, and there you go!

When you told him that 1). he doesn't need to show you a picture reference to get a hug, and 2). He can hug you whenever he wants, he'll look confused for a minute before having an 'aha!' moment. He'll simply gave you a silent nod, and go on with his day.

It seems so normal, so you didn't realize your mistake right away...

After that, he never showed you pictures anymore. He just goes straight for a hug. Anywhere, anytime.

You're in public? You're having an important conversation? Your parents are around? S o w h a t ?

His hug will progressively got weirder and wilder too. One time you ended up having to talk with your teacher while he's hanging like a koala with legs crossed on your waist.

Yeaaa... you gotta learn to be more specific when it comes to him. This man is a clueless dork after all. Be patient pls.

D O M I N A B L O W E L I V E 💧

Hugging with Domina will go on differently, depending on the stage of your relationship.

If you're still in the first few months of your relationship, he will not hug you. And you're not allowed to hug him. Period.

Forget about hugging; the most he would do with you at that time is only sitting by your side. He wouldn't even hold your hands and would recoil in disgust if you attempted to hold his.

Cruel as that may be, are you really surprised though?

He was controlled, abused, and neglected his entire childhood. In his mind, being given any form of affection without a silver lining = is suspicious.

He is aware that he's being cruel towards you. He didn't doubt for once that you had any ill intention towards him. And he also loves you! so MUCH! MORE THAN HIMSELF-

But the thought of you, loving him back? loving him for being him? Now that's a fairy tale.

As time passes and the relationship progresses though, he'll slowly open up to you emotionally.

He'll start complimenting you often, scoot closer when you sit by each other, he tell you what's on his mind, venting to you when the day and his thoughts overwhelm him, it's a big progress!

But hugging? Yea, it's still too much.

All of that will changed one day though. Your first hug will happened when you found him alone at the corner of the school grounds, having a panic attack.

He barked at you to go away as his hand trembled, trying to cover his numbed and agape mouth. He cries so much that his snot and drool are all over the place. His eyes are watery and red as tears stream down and stain his puffy cheeks.

He hates how his ear is ringing. How his vision is so blurry that he can't see your expression clearly. Were you disgusted? Were you mad? Were you afraid?

He hates himself so much. Everything is too much, he feels like being alive is a mistake, and 'why the fuck are you here NOW?'

He expects you to walk away, to laugh at him, kick him, anything. What he didn't expect though is for you to tackle him into a big hug.

Your breath tickles his ear as you mumble words of affirmation to calm him down. He can feel your palm circling on his back while your other hand crossed behind him and massages his opposite shoulder.

He didn't expect that such a simple action managed to shatter the loud static in his mind. He didn't expect that a simple action such as 'hugging' would be this... pacifying.

He never expected such action to break the final defense in his heart. He never expected that you'd make him cry his heart out for the first time in his life.

After that, your relationship will drastically changed.

Cold and detached Domina? Yea, it doesn't exist anymore.

Previously, the most physical contact he's willing to make with you is just secretive finger-holding. But now? He tackles you whenever you're in his sight.

His hug is super tight and clingy. He'll lean his body towards you, nuzzle his face onto yours while smiling so wide it almost looks yandere-ish.

He'll notice if you change the fragrance on your body and ask you about it. He'll comment about how cute you are and giggle so heartily if you react to his sudden hug.

He'll become super mischievous too. Hugging you from behind while you're talking, pulling you to sit on his lap and burying his face on your stomach, all that jazz.

But if other people dared to mention anything about it, he didn't mind using his Third to the other party :)

It happened so suddenly and so startling that Levis and the other almost went to the holy temple to request for exorcism lol.

He's now big on cuddling too! When both of you on the bedroom, he'll pull you in for a cuddle.

During nighttime, his insecurity will creep in again so he'll be more emotionally vulnerable during this time.

But just cuddle him, hug him, love him, and he'll be fine!

After all, you're his serendipity.

I'm really sorry but I really had no idea about what to write for Levis! I might do one for him along with Walkis students later in the future but for now this is all I had in mind...

I've been having a fever back and forth due to seasonal allergy and it'll take me awhile to write stuff until I fully recovered. Even writing a simple email fried my brain rn lol.

Again, sorry anon for not writing all the characters that you want. I hope this is fine tho 🍀 have a nice day!

#🍀❛ RAINEE ༉‧₊˚#mashle: magic and muscles #mashle #mashle headcanons #mashle imagines #mashle scenarios #mashle x reader #mashle carpaccio #carpaccio luo yang #carpaccio luo yang x reader #mashle domina #domina blowelive #domina blowelive x reader

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dominikadecember · 1 year

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I FORCED MY LIVEWATCH ONTO MY FRIENDS NOW Y'ALL GET TO ENJOY

Okay, I got pizza, i've got a drink, i've peed, lets start this

omg i knew they chose the perfect alex via taylor cus of his BDE but holy shit dude can do sensitive too and we're just a minute in!!!!!!!!

omg the blank was hilarious in the trailer but it's soooooo much funnier in full speed. I AM CACKLING

their interactions are perrrrrrfect!!!!!

the cake scene, is so uncomforttable. i cant watch this but i need to watch this but OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is the best thing that has happened since sliced bread

you may want to put me on mute bc holy shit i don't know i how ill get through two hours of this mornons

the opening credits are a perfect choice for this movie/book

sarah shahi just keeps getting prettier

uma is the perfect person to be cast as alex's ma and us prezzie

Best line ever 'There is no getting out of this." 'What if I set myself on fire?' 'We'd ship the ashes to Heathrow.' I LOVE ZAHRA!!!!!!!!

DAVID THE DOG IS MENTIONED I HOPE HE IS IN THE MOVIE LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS

ugh loads of london sights, so boring SHAAN IS HOT AS FUCK

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD ENEMY ACT I LOVE IT I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE FREINDS AND THEN THE LOVERS OMG OMG OMGGGGGGG

henry needs all the makeup bc he's a pretty boy but alex is fucking FAAAAAINE

ughhhhh i love this movie so much imma cry

lmfao alex just called queen victoria 'vicky' in an interview and henry looks like he had a stroke

this is so good, the book closet vs movie closet scene is so well done i am so happy

taylor's. fucking. eyelashes. someone made this boy a maybeline ad from birth

AMY THE BODYGUARD DESERVES HER OWN SHOW

OMG THE MOMENT WHERE THEY REALISE THEY MAYBE POSSIBLY ARE NOT ENEMIES BUT JUST MISUNDERSTOOD EACH OTHER I AM SWOOOOOOONING

yaaaas ppl owning their privilege and being honest they may not be perf is mah jammmm

is alex in this movie not supposed to realise he is bi before he hooks up with henry like in the book? bc taylor has chemistry with EEEEEEEERRRRYBODY

omg they're starting to be friendsssssss

THE TURKEY SCENE OMG OMG

I love how they filmed the messaging scenes. So interesting.

alex's political career! i love this plot!!!

Zahra is srsly so fucking pretty

Nora is gorgeous as hell tooooooooo!!!!!!!! Everyone in this movie is absolutely perfect and pretty and i love them

Henry is just a dorky dork with dorkdom

THE CINEMATOGRAPHY IS EXQUISITE!!!!!!

ummm how did alex not get mono at this damn NYE party???

THE KISS THE KISS IS HAPPENING THE KISS OMFG THE KISS OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG I AM OMG!!!!!!

Nora is great but she's like a mix of Nora and June and idk how to feel about it.

OMG ALEX IS DESCRIBING THE KISS AND HOLY SHIT

WOW

Nora and Alex being besties works rllllllly well

lmao alex ignoring an ex for henry was the most obvious thing ever how did no one realise?????

OH MY GOD I CANT THIS MOVIE IS GONNA KILL ME

THE LONGING HOLY SHIT

THE FUN FLIRTY THING IS HAPPENING NOW AND I AM HERE FOR IT

HENRY IS VERY MUCH INTO BEING ORDERED BY ALEX AND I LOVE IT

THIS

VERY

STEAMY

HOLY SHIT

Wow, someone said 'I'm bisexual' and it feels really fucking awesome.

THEY ARE SO CUTE AND HOT

casual hooking up' stage YOU TWO ARE IN LOVE STAHP LYING TO YOURSELVES

OMG OMG OMG MY BRAIN IS MELTING

my cat keeps on walking in and out scared cus i keep shouting OH MY GOD SO SORRY TYMEK ALSO NICHOLAS GALITZINE ON A HORSE IS ABSOLUTELY A FANTASY OF MINE

HOLY SHIT THAT IS GUNNERSBURY PARK THEY FILMED IN GUNNERSBURY PARK AND NO ONE THOUGHT TO TELL ME?! RUDE AS FUCK!!!! I COULD HAVE BEEN THERE AND MADE NICHOLAS FALL IN LOVE WITH ME!!!!

'I think we should make love tonight'

'Um...yeah...I'm down' BOY PLS HOW DID YOU EVER GET LAID?????? 😂😂😂😂😂😂

I can't they are so fucking hot and cute and how is this okay??????????????????????

sorry heteros, no movie will ever have a love scene as beautiful as this movie

oh shittttt an argument between alex and ellen and alex going 'yes madam president' instead of 'yes mom' DAAAAAAAMN

Alex excited about stuff is lovely and Taylor is a very pretty boi

The CGI is pretty crappy but thankfully it doesn't feature way too much.

THEY ARE SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!

THE ZAHRA SCENE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED

OH MY GOD THIS SCENE IS EVERYTTTTTTHING AND IS SO FUNNY OMG OMG OMG OMG

Shit. Alex coming out to his ma scene was beautiful and it hurt and it was perfect.

omg they are all so cute and perfect and cowboyy??? i am 100000000% into the cowboy!!!!!!!! and nicholas' voice, i forgot thhat the boy can sing!

ALEX YOU ARE IN LOVE IT BE OKAY

They changed from the book that alex's parents are together and not divorced and i think it works so well.

THEY ARE DOMESTIC IN THEIR BUBBLE AND CUTE AS FUCK AND TAYLOR IS GLISTENING WITH WATER AND I CANNOT HANDLE THIS

Oh no, this bit, this bit is sad, there is sad angst coming

THE ONLY REASON WHY I AM NOT CRYING AT RN IS BC THE CINEMATOGRAPHY AGAIN IS FUCKING GORG

1 hour and 17 minutes in. First fucking sighting of David the dog. Unbelievable. HE IS THE TRUE STAR OF THIS MOVIE!!!

sad angsty angst ☹️

'what if he won't see me?' OMG MY HEART

aw man, i wish we would have seen the dramatic scene where alex is at the palace gates screaming to be let in like that eric andre meme

there better be thousand deleted scenes

wooooooooah this confrontation is so much more powerful than in my book, these boys are such good actors omg

alex boy you're gonna catch a cold with that wet shirt 🙁 i think most of it is your tears than the rain

THAT BETTER BE ALEX'S BLUE HOODIE!

ugh, so jelly they got to have a museum all to themselves at night no less

also the V&E has never looked that nice whenever i've been there

'just a daft pubescent fantasy' BOY THAT'S HOW I LIVE

OMG THIS IS SO

OMG

'HISTORY HUH?! BET WE COULD MAKE SOME' THEY DID THIS SO FUCKING PERFECT OMG

WHEN DOES THE HAPPY EVER AFTER HAPPEN???? HENRY JUST WANNA KISS HIS BOY IN PUBLIC OMG

DAVID THE DOG IS BACK

Oh right, this fucking thing

The boys being outed by asshats

ofc miguel is involved, fuck off dipshit

Alex is fantastic at politics and I am in love with how fiercly he is protecting his and henry's relationship

ZAHRA IS SO DONE WITH THIS LOVESICK PUPPY SHIT I LOVE HER

ZAHRA IS MY HERO

OH MY GOD

I AM NOT OKAY EITHER HENRY

lmao you gossipy bitches

stephen fry in DA HOUSE!

lmao homophobia in the royal house here plaaaaay!

lmao when the king says 'i have read your emails all of them' alex is tots thinking 'they were hot weren't they' and henry is thinking 'fuckityfuck alex talks about my crack ☹️'

ALEX STANDING UP FOR HIS BOY IN FRONT OF ROYALTY GETS ME EVERYTIME

OMG YAAAAAAAAAS DA PUBLIC LOVES THEIR GAY PRINCE BOI!!!!

lmao philip 'you can't go out there' WHAT YOU GONNA DO? STOP THEM FIT BOYS WITH YOUR PASTY ASS STICK ARMS???

THEY. ARE. SO. CUTE.

you know it's fiction when texas has become a democratic state

THEY ARE SO FUCKING CURE

ARGHH THE CINEMATOGRAPHY IS SOOOOOO PRETTTTTTY

That is absolutely not the house I imagined.

OH NO IT'S OVER 🙁 BUT I LOVED IT SO MUCH OMG OMG OMG IT'S SO GOOD EVERYONE WATCH IT IMMEDIATELY!

lmao there's a bit at the end of the credit with the cake scene and alex going 'do you think anyone noticed?' i love this idiot so much

#rwrb #dom watches rwrb #fair warning #i cackle and laugh at varying volumes #dom watches stuff

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cloudykyu · 3 years

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ᥫ᭡ the look of love: a popular trope in movies and shows where one character longingly and lovingly stares at another, hoping they’d notice. but in this case, two idiots are staring with love dripping from their eyes when the other isn’t looking. or in which everyone can see it clearly, but you and sangyeon.

pairing: sangyeon x gn reader, appearances by tbz younghoon and chanhee word count: 6k genre: fluff, idiots/friends to lovers, mutual pining, slight humor, college au warnings: swearing, one college party that involves drinking (not the mc’s tho), movie references, it’s just all fluff. srsly my sangyeoness jumped out and so should yours I'm DEMANDING respect be put on this mans name

feedback appreciated <3

“stop staring,” younghoon whispers. sangyeon’s eyes tear away from you, only to roll them at his friend.

“am not” he huffs. “I’m just... looking around the library, you know?”

of course he was looking at you. how could he not when you were smiling so bright like the sun while talking to a friend? your hair fell perfectly in all the right places that allowed him to see the face that has been filling his dreams, both day and night. saying he liked you would be a major understatement. sangyeon is absolutely whipped for you.

“yeah, sure” younghoon snorts, dropping the pen he was holding onto the table. “nothing like looking around the old, dusty library right? seriously sang, just tell them how you feel! I'm in pain watching you watch them from afar.” clutching his heart dramatically, younghoon pretends to double over in agony which causes sangyeon to crumple up a piece of paper and throw it at him.

“shut up, hoon” sangyeon retorts. “I can’t just tell them, you know that. and I’m absolutely fine with just admiring them from afar.” sighing, the boy drops his chin in his hands as he holds a soft look in his eyes. from the moment he met you, he knew he was done for. you and sangyeon started out as partners for a two month-long physics project where your days and nights were filled with spending time together. laughter and jokes constantly filled the air to ease the stress of the work you had to do, along with moments of comfort when things just got a little too frustrating.

thee moment, though, was when you made cups of tea to soothe your souls because coffee was making you both delirious. you had approached him with hot mugs in each of your hands and a cheesy smile on your face. the minute “tea for my cutea” came out of your mouth, it was over for him.

younghoon watched his friend who had sickeningly sweet honey dripping from his eyes as he stared at you ahead and shook his head slightly. “keep staring like that long enough, sang,” he says. “and they’ll eventually turn their head.”

“you’re ridiculous, chanhee” you sigh, mindlessly picking through your lunch. “sangyeon does not like me like that.”

“oh please, yn” your cousin and best friend waves you off with the flick of a hand, stealing a fry from your plate. “you should see the way he looks at you when you’re not paying attention. I almost made eye contact with him in the library earlier and I swear, I would’ve fell in love too if I looked too long.”

stealing a chicken tender from his plate, you make a face at him. you tried hard not to stare and sangyeon whenever you were in his presence, afraid you would give yourself away. I mean, who wouldn’t like sangyeon? he’s everything everyone wants in a man; kind, caring, thoughtful, so incredibly handsome. but it’s not like you could tell him that, no matter how loud your heart beats in your ears whenever his eyes turn into crescent moons as he smiles. or how warm your entire body gets whenever he’s doing something as simple as tugging at your arm to prevent you from walking into a pole.

“if sangyeon liked me, he’d tell me right?” you ask with curious eyes. “we’re friends who trust each other after all, he’d tell me if he did... right?”

chanhee says nothing, giving you a side eye glance from beneath his (fake) glasses. “mhm,” he hums and you’re bracing yourself for the sarcasm he’s about to shoot at you. “totally. it’s not like you wouldn’t tell him either, your friend whom you trust so much.”

“I hate you, you know that?” you snarl and chanhee gives you a knowing smile.

“you just hate that I'm right.” and you knew he was right, but keeping sangyeon as a friend was better than fucking up the amazing dynamic you have now. from project partners to friends who share the same interests? like, where else would you find someone who’s as passionate about DIY tote bags as you? who else would you call to go to the book store in the middle of the day because a new novel on new sub-species for animals just dropped? chanhee would definitely not sit on the floor of said book store with you, flipping through pages of animals as you squeal.

“maybe you are right,” you sigh, munching hard on your fries. “but sangyeon is too good of a friend for me to lose over my dumb feelings.”

“careful there, y/n” he warns. “keep calling him a friend out loud and he might just hear one day, crushing all your chances.”

throwing an unopened ketchup packet at him, you stare at him with an incredulous gaze. “do you have to be so pessimistic all the time?! I thought your mom told you to stop that, chanhee.”

the bass was booming so hard, sangyeon felt like his head was going to split open. who knew a party thrown by STEM students could be so chaotic? honestly though, they deserve it with how ridiculous their majors are.

sitting against the wall of the crowded house, sangyeon dumps a whole bag of fruit snacks into his mouth in hopes of it relieving his headache. it didn’t work, obviously and the sour look on his face tells all. he’d have a few drinks if he could handle the burning sensation of alcohol sliding down his throat, but he couldn’t since he didn’t want to relive that one summer filled with one too many hangovers and embarrassing moments.

“alright mister grouch,” younghoon shouts over the music, finding his friend sulking alone. “you need to loosen up a little! you deserve to have some fun.”

sangyeon shakes off the arm younghoon had around his shoulder, the smell of his friends breath coming off a little too strong as he’d had a few drinks himself already. “I'm plenty loose, please” he scoffs. “there’s just too much going on, talk about sensory overload.”

“blah blah blah” younghoon rambles. “whatever, bro. I'm just saying, you’d definitely want a drink after you look over to the kitchen.” raising an eyebrow towards his friend, sangyeon waits for further explanation. instead, he’s met with a finger pointing towards said direction as younghoon sips his drink nonchalantly. following his finger, he definitely wants a shot or seven now.

there you were, standing under the dim lights of the kitchen in an outfit sangyeon has never seen you in before. if he liked you when you only wore sweats and hoodies on campus, he’s absolutely drooling now. in front of you stood some dude sangyeon didn’t know and he was actively chatting with you as you nodded along to what he was saying with that same smile on your face. groaning under his breath, sangyeon slightly bangs his head on the wall behind him. “just go over there, sangyeon” younghoon snarks. “Jesus Christ it’s like watching a kicked puppy.”

“I can’t just go over there and interrupt their conversation” sangyeon whines back, kicking his feet just a little. “that’s rude, younghoon.”

“yes you can.”

“no I can't.”

“yes. you. can.” younghoons gaze hardens with every word, nodding his head back towards the direction of the kitchen. “now you definitely can.”

sangyeon almost jumps out of his seat when he sees the guy leaning in close to your ear, whispering something as your smile falters into a grimace. he makes a beeline straight towards you, clearly on a mission. once close enough, he lets out a “hey, y/n” and places a hand on your shoulder to lightly push you back from the stranger. if you listen closely, you can hear younghoon guffawing loudly over the already loud music. sangyeons tight lipped smile was met with your relieved one, happy to be saved from any more drunk conversations.

“sangyeon,” you breathe out. “hey, how’s it going?” the boy watches the stranger you were speaking with walk away without a word, happily making his way to someone, anyone else who’ll listen to him talk.

“oh, nothing. just hanging out” he smiles at you. “what were you guys talking about?”

laughing, you wave him off. “nothing important. dude’s wasted out of his mind.” holding out one of those small fruit snack bags sangyeon stuffed in his pocket, you take one with a thankful smile. “do you wanna dance, sang?”

“if I have to get any closer to those speakers, I might just go insane,” he chuckles and you nod your head agreeing.

“no you’re right” you say, eating a fruit snack. “it’s a little too much in here. I came for chanhee, but he tells me that he’s not coming when I'm already here! can you believe him?”

“sounds like chanhee,” sangyeon agrees as you roll your eyes at your cousins behavior. “so what? are you gonna stay, then?”

looking off, you think about your options. you could stay at the party sober (thanks to your exam tomorrow morning) or you could go back home and huddle under your blankets. easy pick, here. “I think I'm gonna leave in a bit.”

“awesome,” sangyeon says. “let’s go then!” grabbing you by the hand, sangyeon starts to make his way to the front door of the house. you’re a stuttering mess behind him, wondering what idea he has in his mind but you follow anyways. you trust him and whatever you two were going to do would sure as hell be a lot better than this party.

“well can you at least feed me something other than tiny fruit snacks?” you ask him once outside. laughing in agreement, sangyeon leads you down the street with the cool and crisp night air kissing your skin with his hand still in yours.

“so chanhee didn’t come to the party,” sangyeon drawls out through a mouthful of noodles. “because you two were fighting about genetically engineered animals? can’t you guys fight about normal cousin stuff for once?”

you and sangyeon were sitting outside of the convenience store on the curb, steaming cup ramen in your hands not quite wanting to go home just yet. you both went through the hassle of getting ready to leave the house, might as well make the most of it. “I know right,” you groan back. “I wish we could go back to fighting over whose build-a-bear got stuffed first, but we can’t.”

“you two are funny,” sangyeon laughs. “soooo, genetically engineered animals like glow in the dark fish? why would you guys fight over that?”

letting out a breath of frustration, you feel like you were back in chanhee’s dorm standing on the couch in order to prove your point. “no, like the batsquatch.”

sangyeon stops eating and turns to you with an eyebrow raised. he has an incredulous look on his face like you have two heads. “no,” he emphasizes. “like dolly the sheep and pigs.”

“no,” you stare back with a hard gaze. “like mothman and reptilians.” sangyeon takes a moment, staring into your eyes to see if you were being serious (you were) and if he wasn’t about to get you together, he’d be absolutely red in the face at the eye contact.

sighing, he sets his cup ramen down and gathers your free hand in both of his. “y/n, sweetie” he says gently. “I know this is gonna be a lot to take in, but batsquatch, mothman, and reptilians aren’t real.”

“you don’t know that!” you shriek, taking your hand back.

“genetically engineered animals are just animals being fucked with in a lab, y/n. not cryptid creatures from myths.” sangyeon runs a hand over his face, not believing the kind of conversation you two were having right now. but that’s the beauty of his friendship with you, they always take some sort of turn but it’s fun. it’s harmless. it’s why he fell for you in the first place. spending any time with you was something sangyeon held close to his heart because you were never afraid to hide yourself from him. even if he has to sit through your five minute rambles and explanations, he listened with undivided attention (whenever he wasn’t too busy admiring how pretty you looked).

“you don’t know that either, sang” you tut, sassily. “they could just be experiments gone wrong or— you know what? I'm not having this conversation with you.” sangyeon mocks you by contorting his face and raising the pitch of his voice and you gently shove him as you drink the soup out of your cup. “good soup.”

sangyeon follows, shoveling the rest of his noodles into his mouth as he empties the soup up to his lips. letting out a noise of satisfaction, he says, “good soup, indeed.” he lets out a loud burp and you scrunch your nose in disgust as you giggle at the noise.

“what a man you are, lee sangyeon” you sigh, a hint of affection in your tone. because you mean it. there are stars in your eyes and if sangyeon were to look up from collecting both of your trash, he’d see himself clearly in them. as you blink once, twice, three times, it’s almost as if you were taking snapshots of the boy to engrave in your mind. but why would you need all that when he’s here, right next to you?

“so!” he chimes, pulling a dazed you up from the curb by your forearms. “where to next?”

somehow, you and sangyeon ended up at target. in the toy section.

you had grown tired of walking around the small city, but denied sangyeon’s propositions to drop you off at home as well as his offers to give you a piggyback ride. if you were to be that close to sangyeon, chest to back, he might be able to feel the pounding of your heart.

“what are we doing here?” you had asked once entering through the sliding doors. sangyeon had grabbed a cart and stood in front of you, waiting for something. when he didn’t answer, you just looked back at him with raised eyebrows. “we going shopping?”

“sort of,” he replied and motions for you to get into the wagon. “don’t your feet hurt, y/n? come on, get in.” so you do, with the help of sangyeon’s strong grip on your arms helping you climb over. sat in the cart facing him, you watched as he smiled genuinely at everyone who passed him by. an elderly woman could be heard gushing behind you at how handsome the young gentleman was. it absolutely amazed you at how easy it was for him to harbor such kindness for people he didn’t even know.

in the toy aisle, sangyeon stops in front of the section with outdoor items. “alright, y/n. pick a color for your wheels.”

gazing at the shelves, you see those little skateboards that your nieces and nephews like to ride. not quite knowing what sangyeon’s intentions were, you pick a blue one anyway and he places it into the cart onto your lap. moving along, you stop him. “aren’t you gonna get one too? we can’t both fit on this thing.”

laughing slightly, sangyeon waves you off and continues to walk towards the checkout lanes. “nah,” he says. “I can walk just fine, this is for you.”

what sangyeon doesn’t say, is that he doesn’t mind how far you two were walking. or how long you both would be out, or the tension he’s feeling in his feet as long as he was in your company.

outside of the store, after a mini fight at the register about who was going to pay for this goddamn skateboard (sangyeon won), you were unwrapping the board and placed it on the ground. “you know, thinking about it... I don’t know how to ride a skateboard without falling on my face.”

sangyeon grabs your hand gently in his and kicks at your shoes to signal you to hop on. “that’s what I'm here for, you silly.” steadying you on the board, he gently pulls you with him. “hold onto me and I'll pull you. can’t guarantee that you won’t fall on your face, though.”

you look down at your feet, pretending to fix yourself when you’re really just trying to hide the forming blush on your cheeks at holding this boys hand for so long. hand in hand as he pulls you along, you’re facing him while he looks ahead. his side profile entrances you while he looks around for any obstacles that could potentially cause you to fly off the board. “don’t look at me,” he says suddenly, causing you to jump a little. “look at the sky, the ground, any oncoming trees, but don’t look at me.” because he’s afraid once he turns his head, it’ll be over for him.

neither of you don’t know what caused the sudden shift in the air, but it’s calm. it’s silent as sangyeon pulls you in the direction of a nearby park, but comfortable at the same time as you bask in one another’s presence. you both were no strangers to spending this amount of time together since there were nights where you two were working on that project that extended a little further than intended. but those were filled with delirious chatter and laughter at how tired you both were, now neither of you had any jokes to crack or a word to say. and that was okay.

sangyeon took you around the park path a few times, silence finally breaking once a cat ran across your path and he let out a scream at the appearance. it had caused you to lose balance, nearly falling back at the sudden noise, but luckily sangyeon was there to quickly grab onto your forearms and steady you. breathless at all the commotion, he stared at your shocked face with equally wide eyes. there’s a beat that passes by, then another, and then sangyeon’s eyes turn into those crescent moons you love so much as he smiles with a laugh right when you feel your heart about to burst. “how about we sit for a minute?”

“yeah,” you breathe out. “yeah, let’s sit down.”

stepping off the board, you continue to hold his hand in yours as you bend down to pick it up. and when he leads you to a nearby bench. neither of you seem to notice it, not until your hand starts to grow annoyingly sweaty that you have to let go. shocked at the sudden loss of warmth in his hand, sangyeon clears his throat. “it’s almost midnight,” he says. “we should head back soon.”

“no, not yet” you say shaking your head. “just a little while longer.”

the park was starting to clear out, signaling that the gates would be closing soon. you and sangyeon watched people make their way to the gates. some were laughing with one another, some wore annoyed expressions on their faces at their company tailing behind them, and some were walking side by side with their loved ones. a pair that caught your eye particularly looked like young high school kids, giggling amongst themselves as they probably snuck out for the night just to spend time together. you watch with soft eyes as the young boy stops the girl in her tracks, making her face him.

you were unable to hear what he was saying, but by the way that the girls face softened with a tiny smile and her eyes grew wide with affection, you could tell that it was nothing but a happy moment for them. “ahh, young love” you sigh, dreamily. sangyeon’s gaze shifts to where yours is and then back at you questionably.

“how do you know they’re in love? what if they’re just friends? siblings?”

“it’s all in their faces,” you say gently, the young boy engulfs the girl in a tight hug as they laugh so loud it reaches your ears. “it’s that look. soft eyes, admiration dripping from them, blushing cheeks and tiny smiles that say everything.”

“I don’t see it,” sangyeon replies, shaking his own head slightly. the young couple in front of them just stood there, smiles beaming at one another. to him, it just looked like they were doing just that, looking at each other.

“gosh, sang” you exclaim, shoving him slightly. “don’t you watch those cheesy rom-coms all the time? it’s the look of love the protagonists always give. it’s what totally gives away Mulan’s crush on Shang to Mushu.”

“I hardly believe that Mulan is a romantic comedy.”

ignoring him, you continue. “it’s that look that Steve Rogers has on his face every time he looks at his picture of Peggy. In Titanic when Jack sees Rose for the first time. in A Cinderella Story when Austin sees Sam at the top of the staircase at their dance. in A Silent Voice where you can just tell that Shouko absolutely adores Shoya despite everything he did to her.”

how I look at you.

“the look of love,” you sigh. “I wish someone would look at me that way.”

unbeknownst to you, sangyeon was gazing at you the whole time you were speaking as you looked ahead at the young couple who was now leaving the park. his heartbeat picked up as you continued to give the examples, it all finally making sense to him. if he could see himself right now, he knows he’d look like every one of those characters from the movies.

“yeah,” he breaths out as his eyes trace over every feature of your face. “me too.”

you don’t turn around.

you felt like you were drowning.

drowning in the amount of studying you had to do because you were, in fact, not doing as well in your classes as you had thought. you could blame it on your professors for not updating their grade books until the day before midterms started or you could blame it on the writers of jujutsu kaisen for updating the manga every time you finally managed to put your phone down. but in reality, you had no one to blame but yourself and it was time to buckle down and take responsibility.

you were cramming before your calculus midterm tomorrow, the first of many to follow that week and you were not having a good time. not even with chanhee sitting on your bed behind you with one of those mics in hand, belting the lyrics to Paramore’s ‘misery business’ every time you groaned at a problem.

“go away, chanhee” you yell back in his face as he’s now right next to you. you shove him back, but he continues to dance around at the music playing. crumpling a paper from your notebook, you throw it at him out of frustration for distracting you. “like seriously! get out!”

“no!” he exclaims, throwing the paper ball back at you (he misses). “we’re supposed to go to the student festival together in like an hour, remember?”

oooh, you think. so that’s why he’s here. shame on you for thinking that he was actually being a supportive cousin for once and wanted to keep you company while you studied. the school festival is something your university put on the night before midterm and finals week. it’s basically a carnival for college students to have fun before hell week and something that you and chanhee always looked forward to. all the food stands, games, rides, and the amazing firework show that signals the end of the night. but you really couldn’t afford to rip yourself away from your studies.

“I'm not going,” you huff. “I have too much to do.”

coming to a complete halt, chanhee looks at you with betrayed eyes. “what?! y/n, you promised~” he whines. “we’ll only stay for a little, please?” your cousin looks at you with puppy dog eyes and you have to look down at your notes to keep your resolve.

“I really can’t, chanhee” you sigh. he doesn’t take your answer, grabbing at your arm and shaking it a little as he whines some more.

“come on, y/n!” he begs. “let’s just go for a little, you need to have some fun before exam week starts! sangyeon and younghoon said they’d meet us there.”

yanking you arm out his grip, there’s a bad taste in your mouth at the mention of sangyeon’s name. ever since that night where you escaped the party three weeks ago, you haven’t heard a word from him since. usually, he’d be the one to text you randomly to check on you, but it’s been radio silent and you’re too prideful to send that first text.

maybe it was your grades slipping, maybe it was because exam week was coming up, or maybe it was the lack of sangyeon in your life that had put you in a foul mood lately. nonetheless, you take it out on poor chanhee who just wants to go to the festival with you. “I said no!” you roar at him and his face changes. “do you not understand that my grades are on the line? I can’t go, chanhee.”

he stands still for a second, blinking at your little outburst. not like he hasn’t seen it before or been on the receiving end of it, so he brushes it off with a roll of his eyes. “fine,” he scoffs. “be a dick, jerk off! I'm leaving to watch those fireworks without you.”

you say nothing as he gathers his belongings and makes his way out the door. once its shut, you let out another groan and drop your head smack on your desk. chanhee knew you really wanted to go and that you really did need to let off some steam before hell week, but your academic ego couldn’t let your gpa slip at all. even if you were going to miss those fireworks booming in the sky, creating shapes like hearts and smiley faces.

so now you’re alone three and a half hours later, studying stupid calculus as your friends had fun at the festival while you nearly pulled all your hair out frustratingly. chanhee had made it a point to send you pictures and videos of him having fun on the rides and all the fried food he was eating which caused your fomo to grow and toss your phone somewhere in the room. you felt the tears start to well in your eyes as you stared at another practice problem that just made no sense to you.

you’re frustrated, lonely, angry at yourself for allowing yourself to slip so bad that you had to miss out on having fun with your friends. biting down on your lip to keep yourself from sobbing, you grip your pencil so hard in your hand that it almost snaps. your resolve was crumbling and you were alone.

or so you thought.

a gentle hand engulfs yours, easing your grip on the pencil and taking it away from you. whipping your head up, your tearful eyes meet sangyeons concerned ones and you’re too surprised to say anything for a moment.

“hi,” he greets, breaking the silence. it snaps you out of your daze and you rush to wipe at your eyes.

“hi,” you squeak back. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“yeah, you really need to lock your door.” he laughs and you do to. you watch him pull one of the spare chairs in your room for whenever chanhee wanted to work on your desk with you, next to yours and he sits. he says nothing, eyes darting from your cloudy eyes and flushed cheeks to the work scattered in front of you.

“so...” you start off, breaking the slight tension in the air. “what are you doing here?”

“chanhee called me” he says and you mutter an of course under your breath. “and he said you were being a dick.”

“he also called me a jerk off.”

sangyeon snickers to himself at the cousin beef and takes the sheet containing the practice problems on it. he uses the pencil he took from you to start working on the problem as you just watch him with your head resting on your hand. “he also said you refused to come out and could probably use some company.”

“well aren’t you my knight in shining armor,” you tease with a slight smile on your face. “but why aren’t you out having fun at the festival? it’s probably better than solving calculus sets.”

he shrugs, not looking at you and instead focused on the problem in front of him. his gaze is hardened in concentration, eyebrows furrowed and his tongue slightly peeking out between his lips. cute. “wasn’t much fun without you,” he says and your cheeks flush from giddiness this time. “I can only take so much of chanhee and younghoon arguing over who was going to win who a stuffed animal by myself.”

“if I was there, I'd just intervene and tell them they’re both winning me one” you reply with a far away look on your face. your fomo was so real.

“well,” he starts off, slamming the pencil down onto the desk. it was a habit he did whenever he was satisfied with his work. “why aren’t you there? it’s not too late, we can still go.”

you pick the pencil up, pointing it at him. “I have exams to study for and grades to save. how did you solve this?”

“I’ll tell you if you come to the festival with me” sangyeon retorts, crossing his arms over his chest.

“no” you deadpan, not wanting to have another blowup like you did with chanhee. “now tell me how you solved it.”

sangyeon doesn’t reply, shaking his head firmly instead. when you’re about to start an argument with him about how it wasn’t fair, a boom goes off from the campus quad, signaling the start of the firework show. “see? we’re missing your favorite part. come on, y/n. you know they only do it for a half hour.”

you don’t know why, but you feel your lip quiver. it was childish that you were crying over missing a firework show, you know that, but you couldn’t help that all the emotions you were feeling lately from academic stress and missing sangyeon suddenly came to surface with a boom. “I can watch it from here,” you say with a shaky voice.

“you know it’s not as pretty as it is up close,” sangyeon says softly as he closes the space between you two. a hand cups your cheek and his thumb brushes a stray tear that you didn’t know had fallen.

“I really wanna go sang,” you whisper. “but—”

“no buts,” he interrupts. “we’re going, y/n.”

you’re about to protest again, but sangyeon grabs your hand in his and pulls you up from your chair. he fixes your messy hair from when you had tugged so mercilessly on it during the hours you were studying before giving you a smile. “ready?”

he doesn’t wait for your reply, tugging your hand again as he bolts out the door with you behind him. you stumble over your steps and sangyeon lets out a loud laugh. you can’t help but laugh with him, exiting the building and into the cool air of the night. sangyeon continues to run towards the quad where the festival is happening, looking over his shoulder to shout over the booming fireworks that you two had exactly 20 minutes to get there. you don’t hear him though, too immersed in gazing at the pretty fireworks that were exploding in the sky ahead.

quickly enough, you and sangyeon reach the quad where all your fellow students are gathered. out of breath from the running, sangyeon doesn’t say anything as you two come to a halt. he’s smiling brightly at you because you made it. you two walk more towards the crowd instead of running and as you get closer, you can see chanhee standing on a rock with his phone in his hand to record the show. he spots you and sangyeon walking hand in hand and hits younghoon to gain his attention. like his screech of joy wasn’t enough to do so.

“y/n!!” he yells, waiving excitedly at you. leading sangyeon towards the pair, you have an apologetic smile on your face for your cousin. “I was just going to send this video to you to make you feel bad, you jerk!”

“well now you don’t have to,” you smile cheekily at him. “I'm sorry by the way.”

chanhee waves you off, saying it’s okay. “now shut up and watch the fireworks.” so you do, gazing up at the night sky in awe as you watch the colors and lights erupt in the sky. sangyeon is standing next to you doing the same with your hand still in his. as he lets out “oohs” and “aahs” at the show, you jump excitedly from your spot.

“thank you, sang” you say above the fireworks and he turns his attention away from the sky to look at you. you were still gawking up, but sangyeon couldn’t be bothered to turn back to the show when the lights from the fireworks shone onto your face. he could see them in your eyes, anyway.

in a way, sangyeon felt sorry. he felt sorry because he had dragged you away from your work to watch this damn firework show that everyone else was looking at, but the only thing he was looking at in this moment was you.

feeling a stare on you, you turn your head to find sangyeon. his gaze was set on you, a slight smile on his face as he looked into your eyes that were speaking for him. you know that look.

“sangyeon...” you mutter, staring back into his eyes.

he knows that look.

“y/n” he mumbles back. “stop me if you don’t want it.”

sangyeon lets go of your hand, only to wrap both arms around your waist to pull you flush against his body. his lips settle on yours in a kiss and at first, you were too shocked to move, but as another firework exploded in the sky, the sound brought you back to the reality that sangyeon was kissing you. you melt into his touch, kissing him back as your arms come up to wrap around his neck. this is all you’ve been waiting for.

pulling back, he leans his forehead against yours. you two were slightly rocking back and forth on your feet, a little weak in the knees at the kiss. “I like you. so much” you say with a smile, biting your lip and sangyeon can’t help but lean in for another one just as a heart shaped firework lights up the sky.

“did you see that, hoon?” chanhee squeals. “this is straight out of a romance movie!”

“I told him,” younghoon says. “that if he stared long enough, they’d finally turn their head and they did.”

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