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entropysuniverse · 2 years ago

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*RUBS HANDS TOGETHER LIKE A RACOON*

Been waiting for this, mind you I played CROB for maybe an hour, but I've played CRK for months, so, idk much on the ones not in CRK, and I'm only focusing on a handfull because brainrot has a bias lmao

(Line break cus long)

So, first of all, I put in ships cus uhhhhh yes

Milk and Yam adopted Strawberry, Angel, and Devil.

Bright and Skater were semi adopted semi "roomates taking care of the same cat" taken in by Ninja and Muscle.

Chili Pepper and Rye adopted Gingerbrave (Chili thought his smirk was funny and begged her gf to adopt him cus a wanted criminal isn't allowed to adopt a kid), and ended up with Dozer and Banana Peel as well, because of something I may or may not explain later.

Latte decided to adopt Wizard, and help him with his magic

Angel and Devil fight like "Pops said it was my turn on the Game Station 4" and then fight like rabid animals till they're separated. They love their sister, though. Devil let Strawberry dress them up in their one carnival outfit :D

Strawberry prefers Yam over Milk, at first everyone was confused, even Yam because Yam is loud and Milk had experience with kids, but then Strawberry said that it's because she admired how bold he was. Now Yam helps her train with her lollipop-mace thing like he does with his mace thingy, and she's already very bulky and strong, to where her friends can't pick her up, but she can pick them up easy. Other than Bright, but Muscle is strong as fuck and she goes to the gym with him so-

Strawberry and Devil go out to buy hoodies together, and the hood things they wear(I forgot the name-), Strawberry just feels kinda safer in them, while Devil hates that their hair is pink and prefers to hide it over the hassle of dying it, unless Milk is cutting their hair. Strawberry's hair is green, and she cuts it herself, it's always really short.

Devil actually has 5 eyes, but hid the extra 3 with an illusion because they were taught to do so when they were still an angel. Nowadays, they don't have the illusion, and even put on makeup everyday!

Angel has many, many eyes, but no one has seen all of them, and they do prefer their two-eyed form because it is more manageable and less scary to other cookies.

Devil is the goat kid and will eat cans if given the opportunity. They broke a tooth because they tried to bite Yam, and Yam did the sensible thing and punched them.

Bright and Skater do this shit:

(This is from a random chat fic thing I write when I have free time)

They will fight over the last slice of pizza, then play games, get angry and attack each other, then fall asleep on the couch laying one ontop of the other.

Ninja has to bandage the two up because Muscle's hands are to big for tiny band-aids

Skater broke his nose after a nasty fall, and Bright laughed at him for like, 30 seconds before helping him up

Bright and Muscle have father-daughter style days where they go to the gym, and Bright makes him do leg day.

Ninja and Skater do balance training while playing cards till they get home.

Ninja is nurodivergent as shit, and loud noises can quickly overwhelm him, so Muscle is generally quieter, but will slip up on occasion. Ninja doesn't mind too much, he has earmuffs in his gear cus ofc he would.

Skater has broken his nose because a dumbass left a fucking pole on the sidewalk at the bottom of a small hill, which Skater was going down, and because he hates shoes, he couldn't stop and he hit the pole, landing on his face.

Gingerbrave loves his new moms, even if one is illiterate and the other blasts music about country women killing their husbands every chance she gets.

He has an issue with blaming himself for Dozer's "death", and Chili Pepper is really soft with him, and will hold him and rock him if he has a self depreciating breakdown :<

BraveFruity and WizardFruity got sent to Fruity Jail for being too fruity!!! "Fuck you, my boyfriend is completely fine!" "Gingerbrave, your boyfriend is summoning Cthulhu, reevaluate your life choices"

GingerBrave loves cuddles, and Rye will sometimes be seen with a sleeping GingerBrave being held in one arm, and a half asleep Chili Pepper hanging off her other arm.

Least responsible of the friend group, and is a prime example of why men statistically die sooner than women.

Awful at math, and has to have Bright teach him.

Brain is just a McDonald's, that's it, nothing but beeps and crowds chatting. Sometimes a bass boosted Sonic theme plays, but that's it.

Mans has ADHD(projecting) and only drinks some soda to get his mind calm over any medication because the only time he had any ADHD meds, he almost had a full on breakdown because his mind was so quiet. The comforting noise was gone, and his mind felt hollow. It was awful because he started to think about Dozer again, and he couldn't just sink into his mind-noise to try to not remember.

HATES long pants, and wears skirts/dresses instead of them during the colder months to keep his legs warm. Rye and Chili Pepper don't get it, but Rye is the only one of the two to go shopping with him cus Chili Pepper is banned from most stores.

Latte eventually adopted Wizard because of the potential he had and she wanted to train him herself!

He constantly overworks himself, and his eyes, by reading all these books he's either borrowed or bought, so he eventually needs glasses, and Latte keeps saying he looks like Esspresso, which neither care.

He's a little and uses littlespace to destress, and help him sleep as his mind keeps going even when tired, so the wrapped-in-a-large-fuzzy-blanket feeling he gets from littlespace is a great help to make sure he can actually function in the morning.

He sometimes regresses uncontrollably because of stress, and usually either Latte or GingerBrave take care of him because his little self is so distrusting of everyone but them and sometimes Cream Puff.

Wizard is a master at research and planning, to the point where he willingly helps Latte with planning out how long to stay on a subject, and she is ever-grateful that her kid has better time-management than herself. Even if he lacks it for sleep.

Explanation on the Dozer and Banana Peel thing:

Banana Peel is the original Banana Cookie, I just call her "Banana Peel" to make sure there's some separation.

Dozer escaped the witch, but fell into the same void as Banana Peel, who can do silly things like pull out gmod tools. She also managed to keep a racoon alive in the void and keep it with her as a companion.

Banana Peel can't talk, so motions. Only Dozer has managed to learn all of "'Nana Peel talk" and Chili ends up learning some of it too! :D

The two somehow get out of the void, Dozer and Brave have a tear-filled reunion, and Rye adopts the two.

This took a while, mostly cus of school, but I got it done!!

Guys I swear I’m alive I’m just at school HEKEPEP

You all should totally send me hcs of family found between the common cookies

#Crumbs and Creatures #Cookie run #Cookie run au #These are all cannon in my au #I'm allowed to use that tag.

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justsomegalwhoshere · 4 years ago

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Daddy’s Small Hero

Note: I’m back with another dad Bakugou fic bitches 😎 this time it’s Baku with an absolute chonk of a baby. Again, this entire thing was inspired by @hanji-is-life and the people who sent the amazing asks there. I can’t stop, they’re so good 😩 also idk how fast a baby’s development is. My little sister was a baby but that’s was 11 years ago- Criticism is welcome as always.

Warnings: cursing cuz bakugou, but just fluff overall. Not prof read

‘Had to go to the hospital quickly for an appointment! Katsumi and Sakura are at school already. Take Katsuo with you to the agency please!

-Y/N <3’

Bakugou sighed as he put down the note and headed to the living room where his son was. He woke up and was surprised to see you weren’t there in bed with him, and was only even more surprised he saw his son was awake in his playpen doing his thing. After finding the note tacked on the fridge however, he understood the situation.

Bakugou looked into the playpen and smiled. His son Katsuo. He looked exactly like his dad, ash blonde hair, red eyes, and an absolute monster of a baby. It’s not that he cried a lot, in fact he hardly cried at all. He was just extremely chunky. He was in 6 month clothes at 3 months old. He was a chunky baby, a chubby tummy and rolls on his arms and legs. Hell, he even had rolls for knees! He was currently in toddler clothes at 10 months old and was trying to shove his fat fist in his mouth. He took notice of his dad and started making grabby hands up at him.

Bakugou chuckled. “Hey squirt, ready to start the day?” His son gurgled.

Bakugou lifted his son up with a soft grunt. “Jesus, did you grow overnight? You get heavier every day.” His baby slapped a drool covered hand on bakugou’s cheek. “..I deserved that.”

After strapping on the baby carrier and putting Katsuo in front of chest, he began making breakfast. Starting with Katsuo’s. Sure, it was time consuming making breakfast for his infant son, but he refused to let him eat that processed shit from the store. Bakugou placed a strawberry and a banana on the counter. He wasn’t sure why he did this, but he let his son choose what fruit he wanted in his breakfast. He read somewhere it was good for development. “K, choose one brat,” he said softly. Katsuo stared before grabbing at the strawberry. “Good choice,” Bakugou responded before dropping a few strawberries in the blender and starting his breakfast. The entire time, he stirred up conversation with Katsuo.

“So what did you dream about last night?”

“Da!”

“You fought Endeavour himself and won?”

“Ba-da-ba!”

“No shit, what did you do after?”

“Baaab.”

“Nice. I’ll make note of that the next time I train then.”

…

After a quick breakfast and a diaper change, Katsuki made his way to the agency, baby bag in hand. It should be ok to take Katsuo today. All he had was paperwork and an interview. Katsuki didn’t want just ANYONE working for him. He needed to make sure those who were hired were reliable people. Bakugou stopped in front of the building and addressed his son in the harness, “this is where daddy works. He runs his own agency. Isn’t that cool?” Katsuo blew a little raspberry.

Almost all eyes were on Bakugou as he entered the building. They went from neutral to confused seeing a drooly baby harnessed on the pro hero’s chest, and even more confused seeing a baby bag in hand.

Ignoring all the prying eyes, Bakugou approached Kirishima, who also was gawking at the baby in the harness.

“What? It’s not a fucking alien, get a hold of yourself.” Kirishima’s eyes snapped back up and looked at Bakugou. He put a hand behind his head sheepishly. “Sorry, I’m just not used to seeing you with your son that often.”

“Hah!? Are you calling me a terrible dad?” Bakugou questioned as his eyebrows furrowed more.

“No! Just drop it, look the candidate for receptionist is already with the interviewer. Just make it quick, ok? And don’t send them running away in tears!” Kirishima called out as Bakugou grunted and walked towards his office. Bakugou stopped in front of his office door and addressed his son once again,

“This is daddy’s office. You excited to step inside?”

“Aa!”

“Well, today I am too.” Bakugou opened the door and saw some interviewer extra behind his desk and a female sitting across from it.

“Ah, you’re here Mr. Bakugou! Please, take a seat!” The interviewer chirped. Bakugou sat down in a chair on the side of the desk and unclasped the harness. He set Katsuo on a sitting position on the desk and dumped some toys there for his son. Katsuo took a chunky plastic block and immediately began to chew on it.

The female blinked. “Umm… is the baby staying here the entire time?”

Bakugou growled lowly. “He has a fucking name. It’s Katsuo. And yes, he is. That a fucking problem?”

“N-no, im sorry sir,” she replied as Katsuo cooed.

“Let’s get this started. What’s your name?” Bakugou said, calming down.

The female cleared her throat. “Akane, sir.”

The interview went along fairly smoothly, Akane answered the questions well and seemed reliable enough to work here, Bakugou noted as he played a bit with Katsuo. Still, Bakugou needed more convincing. He didn’t need another receptionist crying into his coffee cup in the mornings. The more the interview progressed, the more impatient Bakugou became.

“Can we hurry this shit up? It’s almost tummy time for Katsuo!” Bakugou barked. Both Akane and the interviewer jumped at the sudden outburst.

“Sorry Dynamight sir, just one more question and we’ll be done here.”

Bakugou huffed and put Katsuo on his lap, who was trying to shove the block in Bakugou’s face. He chuckled. “Stop that shit, that’s fucking gross, wasn’t it in your mouth?” Katsuo gurgled in response, still shoving the drool covered block in his dad’s face. Akane was distracted at this display. Dynamight, the number 2 pro hero, softening for someone? She didn’t think it was possible. Bakugou looked back up, scowling as he realized no one was talking. “The fuck are you looking at?” He growled at Akane.

Akane yelped and cleared her throat. “N-nothing! Just- just looking around” she said hurriedly as she straightened herself.

Bakugou squinted his eyes and looked down at his son. “What do you think of her, Katsuo?”

Katsuo was currently transfixed on shoving two chubby fingers in his own mouth. Once he finally did babble again, he slapped his thighs while bouncing up and down, making “da” sounds over and over. Akane thought the display was cute before Bakugou spoke up again.

“My son says you’re a terrible liar and that you’re on thin fucking ice.”

Akane shivered a bit. She was going to be here a while longer, wasn’t she?

…

A few more exchanges like that back and forth (Katsuo cooing and bakugou interpreting as a a threat), the interview finally ended.

Akane slumped on the wall outside the door and slowly sat herself down. God, that went terribly! She kept getting distracted by the baby! There was no way she was getting this job! She blew it-

Her thoughts were interrupted by a high pitched laugh. Akane registered it was coming from the office. Silently, she got up and peered through the door, which was slightly ajar.

Bakugou was blowing raspberries on his baby’s stomach while Katsuo laughed hysterically. Akane stood there dumbfounded. She never thought Bakugou was the fatherly type. Bakugou kept doing this and laughed along with the baby until he put them down in a sitting position. “Alright brat, it’s tummy time,” he grumbled as he spread a blanket on the desk and laid his son down on the blanket, back facing the ceiling. His son thrashed his limbs around a bit before calming down. Bakugou chuckled and pulled a couple toys out of his bag and settled them around Katsuo. His son tried moving around to grab the toys, cooing all the while.

Akane left before she was noticed. She was confused by this secret side of Bakugou.

…

Despite her doubtful thoughts earlier, Akane managed to land the job as the receptionist at Bakugou’s agency. She liked talking to the people she met everyday, and even met his wife a couple times.

Akane was typing away and noticed someone approaching from the corner of her eye.

“Hello, Mrs. Bakugou! How are you?”

You looked at Akane and smiled, carrying your son. “I’m just fine, thank you! I’m just wondering where Katsuki is!”

“Right here,” a gruff voice responded. Both females turned around and saw the hero approaching both of them.

You gave your husband a kiss and handed him Katsuo and a box wrapped in cloth.

“You forgot your lunch again, I’m starting to believe you’re doing it on purpose” you scolded.

Bakugou laughed and pecked your cheek. “I might start doing it intentionally if I get to see my beautiful wife and son more often at work.”

Akane observed this exchange before Katsuo turned his head towards her, looking at her with wide red eyes and made grabby hands that Bakugou paid no kind to. Akane, however, shivered and turned back towards the computer, typing more feverishly. Those red eyes that looked exactly like his father’s creeped her out ever since that interview. Sure, Katsuo was adorable, but what came out of his mouth was scary.

#bakugou #mha x reader #dad bakugou #fluff #domestic dad bakugou #domestic bakugou #not really but still #chubby baby #mha #bakugou is a little shit #but we love him #idk how to tag help

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honeypwark · 5 years ago

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[ Strawberries ]

↳ Fake Love era

↳ Yeosu and Johnny spend the morning together. Hoseok and Jungkook come to visit unexpectedly. Yeosu fails to get them to leave.

Note: Uuuuh content warning? Ages 14+?? Idk, there’s some “if it was on TV it’d be censored with a blanket and convenient camera angles” smutty stuff, so nothing in detail. But still: read with care, children.

m.list

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Yeosu runs her fingers delicately over Johnny’s back, up to his shoulders and down his arm before retracing her path. She admires how her fingertips leave goosebumps on his skin, minuscule shadows cast over the expanse of his back by the morning sun that shines through the windows. She smooths her palm over his shoulder blades then rests her hand on his shoulder and runs her thumb over his skin. Johnny lifts his head and rests his chin on her chest, looking up at her.

“You know, I love you, right?” he asks, breaking the silence.

“Of course I do,” Yeosu assures him softly. “I love you, too.”

Johnny clutches his heart dramatically as she speaks.

“First thing in the morning and you’re already giving me heart palpitations,” he says.

Yeosu giggles.

He finds her hand under the blanket and brings it to his lips, kissing her knuckles then her fingers and her fingertips. She intertwines their fingers and tugs at his hand, pressing the back of his hand to her own mouth.

“I’m sorry, ma’am, but that’s illegal,” he tells her.

“Is it?”

“You can’t just steal my heart like that.”

“But I assume I already took it from you a while ago.”

Johnny pushes himself up, “You’d assume correctly, then.”

He leans down and connects their lips. She cups his face, too absorbed in the kiss to notice one of his hands traveling south. She jumps when she feels it.

“Excuse you.”

“My apologies, ma’am,” he says, “May I?”

“Hm, let me think about it,” she muses.

She plays with the hair at the name of his neck, humming as she looks off to the side for a moment. She looks back up at him.

“Has the lady made a decision?” Johnny asks.

“The lady has decided to accept your request.”

“I’d hoped she might.”

Yeosu laughs again, cut off as Johnny kisses her again. He swallows her moan and adjusts himself to be better positioned over her.

Five minutes and a position change later, Yeosu holds onto Johnny’s shoulders as he moves above her.

“Good?” he asks breathlessly.

“No,” she moans, “Absolutely terrible.”

“Yeah, I hate it, too.”

They laugh, nothing serious about their intimacy at the moment. Johnny kisses her then trails his lips to her neck.

“When’s your next schedule?” he asks.

“Why?”

“Want to know if I can give you a hickey or not.”

“We’ve got- oh my god.”

Johnny laughs into her neck as she’s cut off when he changes the angle of his hips.

She smacks his shoulder, “Shut up.”

“Sorry.”

“But we’ve got- ah- Run BTS filming in two days so- Jesus- I’d say no.”

“Fine,” Johnny sighs.

He keeps his head nestled in the crook of her neck, one of his hands gripping her waist. She holds tightly onto him, gripping his arm and tugging at his hair.

“You want to know something?” she asks breathlessly.

“What?”

“I know you lied to me.”

Johnny halts and he pushes himself up to look at Yeosu, “What?”

“About your girlfriends.”

“I didn’t- huh?”

“You told me you only ever dated girls in America.”

“What are you-... Katie.”

“Katie,” Yeosu repeats his member’s name.

“Okay, in my defense, we literally never talk about it because it was so awkward. I forgot; that’s the only reason I didn’t tell you. And we only dated for two weeks, like, five years ago.”

“I suppose I’ll let it slide.”

“I can make it up to you,” Johnny says.

“How are you going to do that?”

Yeosu’s hand flies to Johnny’s arm as he starts moving again.

“Okay, yeah, I’ll let it slide.”

Johnny laughs a low chuckle and continues his movements. Then he stops.

“How did you find out about me and Katie?”

Yeosu blinks up at him, “Ten and I meet for lunch on Sundays when we’re both free.”

“Why was I not aware of this?”

Yeosu shrugs, “It never came up. He tells me all of your dirty little secrets.”

“And yet you still love me?”

“It’s the hair.”

Johnny laughs, “I’m going to have to have a talk with Ten about that.”

“About your hair?”

“You know what I meant.”

Johnny begins moving again and the two get lost in each other. Johnny kisses Yeosu’s neck, sucking lightly but not leaving marks despite how badly he wants to. For several minutes, they go on like that. Until their intimate moment it abruptly interrupted.

“Noona!”

Johnny and Yeosu go completely still.

“Hobi hyung and I came to visit and brought strawberries from the farmer’s market!” Jungkook calls to her.

Yeosu shoves Johnny off of her and scrambles to stand, “Hang on, I just finished blow drying my hair; give me a second to get dressed!”

“I thought you were going to talk to them about showing up randomly!” Johnny whisper-shouts at her.

“Well, I haven’t yet!”

“You might want to consider it!”

“Wow, really?!”

Yeosu runs to her closet and throws on underwear and jeans. She positive her bra is twisted but doesn’t bother fixing it before grabbing a random shirt to throw on over it all. She nearly makes her scalp bleed with how fast she brushes her hair. She exits her closet to find Johnny standing in the middle of her room in nothing but his boxers.

She gestures at him with emphasis.

He gestures back with his hands helplessly.

She pinches the bridge of her nose then pointedly whispers, “Do not leave this room until I get rid of them. If they come in, hide in the closet.”

“You’re a grown woman living on your own and you’re resorting to hiding your boyfriend in the closet?”

“Yes.”

“We’re talking about this later.”

“Looking forward for it.”

Yeosu fixes her shirt then leaves the room, shutting the door behind her.

“Hi, noona!” Jungkook greets her happily, bounding over to hug her hello.

She catches his hug with ease, “Hey, Kookie.”

She’s suddenly acutely aware of how shaky her legs still are as she walks with Jungkook to the kitchen where Hoseok stands. There’s a carton of ripe strawberries on the kitchen table.

“Thanks so much for the strawberries, but you should have texted me. I’m heading out to grab brunch with a friend soon; could have saved you the trip.”

“We don’t mind,” Hoseok says.

I do, Yeosu thinks.

“I’m going to have to sit you all down to talk about showing up randomly,” Yeosu scolds them, forcing a joking tone when she wants to be serious.

“Can we still hang out here even if you’re heading out? I wanted to watch Iron Man and you’ve got it on DVD,” Jungkook says.

“You’re still on your Iron Man shtick?” Yeosu teases him.

“Only because it’s a great movie series and he’s an awesome character.”

“Wouldn’t you two prefer to watch the movie back at the dorm? I’ll let you borrow the movie.”

“No, it’s okay.”

“This way we don’t have to worry about giving it back to you,” Hoseok adds.

“Yeah, I guess, haha.”

Yeosu watches helplessly as her members walk over to her living room and begin searching through the bottom of her entertainment center for Iron Man. Normally, this would be totally fine. She honestly doesn’t care if her members come and make themselves at home in her apartment. Wherein the problem lies, because she can’t kick them out without seeming completely out of character and raising suspicion.

Yeosu goes to wash the strawberries at the kitchen sink, her back to the two boys as she tries to think of a way to get them to leave. With the lie she’s weaved, she’ll have to leave her apartment soon and leave Johnny, who is still hidden in her room, alone.

“Hang on, hyung,” Jungkook speaks up, “I just got a text from Jaehyun asking to hang out.”

“Are you flaking on me?”

“Aaaaand... send. Yes, I am.”

Yeosu turns around to see Jungkook pocketing his phone while Hoseok stares at him in betrayal.

“You can’t leave me; you drove us here,” Hoseok says.

“Jungkook can drop you back off at the dorm,” Yeosu seizes the opportunity presented. “You can still borrow the movie and watch it there.”

“And you’re going out...” Hoseok sighs, “Guess I have no choice unless I want to be stranded and abandoned. No one in this group loves me.”

Yeosu can feel the weight lifting off her shoulders as Jungkook and Hoseok walk over to the entryway to put their shoes back on.

“Of course, we love you, Hobi,” Yeosu assures him.

“I’m beginning to doubt it.”

“Well, this is why you shouldn’t show up unannounced,” Yeosu chides lightly.

“Are you serious about that?” Hoseok asks.

“I love you all and you can come over whenever, just text beforehand.”

“Alright, we will.”

“Thank you.”

Hoseok hugs Yeosu goodbye, “Bye, noona.”

Jungkook hugs her as well, “Bye.”

“Bye, boys.”

She sees them out, waving at them as they walk down the hall. She shuts the door softly and leans forward against it, resting her forehead on the wood with a loud sigh of relief.

“You’re welcome.”

Yeosu turns to look over her shoulder. Johnny, still clad in only his boxers, stands beside the kitchen table.

“Did you text Jaehyun?”

“Yep. I knew the second I heard Jungkook’s voice that you wouldn’t be able to kick out your baby when it came down to it. I have to do the dishes for him for a month now.”

“What, does he secretly hate Jungkook and you had to bribe him to hang out with him?”

“No, Jae’s just a brat.”

Yeosu snickers at that, “Well, now we can have strawberries with breakfast. What are you in the mood for? I was thinking pancakes.”

“Hey, hey, hey.”

Johnny catches her wrist as she walks toward the kitchen. He tugs her toward him and spins her around so her back is pressed to his chest. He wraps his arms around her.

“What?” she asks, voice light.

“I believe we were in the middle of something,” Johnny says in her ear, “Before your members so rudely interrupted.”

“Were we? I don’t quite remember...”

Johnny hums humorlessly. He reaches in front of her and unbuttons her jeans. He turns her around in his arms and kneels down, tugging her jeans the rest of the way down her legs until she can step out of them. He stands back up, cupping her face delicately as he looks down at her.

“Allow me to enlighten you.”

He leans the rest of the way down and connects their lips. He bends down further, finding the backs of her thighs to lift her up. She wraps her legs around his waist and he holds her up easily. She wraps her arms around his shoulders, smiling into the kiss as he carries her back to their bedroom.

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yepiamthesmileyface · 4 years ago

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Just Friends(?)

[Image description: screenshot of an ask sent by @nemesis-is-my-middle-name reading “38 - Everyone thinks we’re already dating, but we’re just best friends- oh wait? (if ur taking prompts idk)” end image description]

Read it on AO3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28347906

Going to a Denny’s after a case was always a gamble. On one hand, there was hot, cheap junk food at whatever ungodly time they wrapped up their investigation; but on the other, sometimes the Denny’s had specimens like this. Vivi sighed, shoving a huge bite of her pancakes in her mouth and trying to tune out the ravings of the old white man who had stormed up to their booth — at three in the morning, mind you — and started screeching about how you should be ashamed of yourselves, displaying such perversions in public!! and three people living in sin!!

Normally, Vivi would have at least been making snarky comments, if not actually challenging him to a fight for insulting her and her boys like that, but...she was tucked comfortably under Lewis’s arm, the hand that wasn’t holding her fork reached across and resting on Arthur’s thigh. Also, it was literally three in the morning, she was covered in mud and slime from chasing a giant frog-creature around in a nearby river, and she had been awake for twenty-one consecutive hours. She took another bite. The pancakes tasted extra good for the exhaustion and ache sunk into her bones, strawberry topping and whipped cream and thick fluffy pancakes and maple syrup...it was almost enough to get her to forget about the man shrieking at them. She glanced back over at him, idly noting that his face was turning an interesting shade of puce.

The waiter walked back over with the same jaded, unfazed look he wore when the three of them had staggered into the Denny’s, soaked to the bone and absolutely covered in muck. He folded his arms and stared at the old man. “Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. You’re disturbing the other guests.” The old man turned to look at the waiter, puffing up not unlike the giant frog the Mystery Skulls had captured and returned to its actual habitat not half an hour ago, and rapidly deflating as he took in the completely impassive, almost dead-eyed stare of the late-night Denny’s waiter. He hurried out of the building, spitting one last insult about how they were all going to hell for living in sin. Given that he had used that particular phrase about nineteen times, it had kind of lost its fire, as far as Vivi was concerned.

Vivi felt some of the tension drain out of Lewis, and she turned her head, looking over at her boys. Lewis looked relieved and tired, catching her eye and smiling at her, soft and warm and completely unguarded. There was a streak of mud high on his cheek, almost matting in his no-longer-pristine hair. She smiled back, the expression billowing up like a balloon on a current of love, and reached up to wipe the smear away. Lewis leaned into her touch, and she cupped his cheek for a moment before wiping her hand on her skirt and leaning forward a little to peer around Lewis’s chest in order to check on Arthur. In contrast, Arthur looked like a live wire of tension, like he would either shatter or vault over the table and sprint away if anything else happened. Her smile dropped.

The waiter turned to them, ready with a scripted apology that actually carried a note of sincerity that Lewis quickly waved off. As he took care of talking to the waiter, Vivi leaned across him, patting Arthur’s leg quickly to get his attention.

Arthur jumped, nearly hitting his knees on the table. Vivi felt a little guilty, but quickly pushed through. “Hey. It’s alright. He’s gone.”

Arthur met her gaze, eyes wide and grin forced. His hair hung limp around his face, framing him beautifully in dark gold. “Y-yeah. Plus — plu-plus, h-he — was, wasn’t even may-making any, any, any se-sen-se.”

She bit her lip. If his stutter was coming out that strong, he was either much more anxious or much more tired than she thought. Probably a combination of both. Pulling up a warm, playful grin from the depths of her chilled bones, she said, “Yeah. I mean, his argument was both really painfully dumb and also really Christian-centric! I mean, hello, not everyone is Christian, I’m definitely not, so, like…”

Arthur continued on like he hadn’t even heard her, leg starting to bounce under the hand she just realized she never moved. “I me-mean, I mean, he — h-he — we, we’re — I mean, we’re jus-just, just friends. Wh— I do-don’t kno— I dunno why h-he tho-thougth we we-were —”

Vivi felt Lewis freeze under her, and she wasn’t far behind. She felt breathless, like she had been punched in the gut, like he had slapped her in the face instead of saying those three little words bouncing around her head. We’re just friends?! “Wait. Wait, what?!” The words came out closer to a whine than she would have liked them to, but she was too stunned to really care.

At the same time, Lewis gasped like he had been shot. “You’re — are you breaking up with us?!” He sounded like he was two seconds away from bursting into loud sobs in the middle of this Denny’s.

Arthur’s mouth dropped open, and he stared at them with eyes the size of dinner plates. A stunned silence fell over their booth, broken only by the wavering sound of Lewis’s breathing.

Before any more drama could happen, Vivi held up her hand, forcing the words out past the cold spot that had taken up residence between her lungs. “No. Nuh-uh. Arthur, one word answer, and we’ll talk about this all when it’s tomorrow. Are you breaking up with us?”

Arthur opened and closed his mouth a few times before volunteering a tentative, “N-no…?”

Her shoulders slumped as she let out an explosive sigh. “Alright. Let’s — tomorrow? Tomorrow, when we’re not all so tired, we’re gonna talk about this, yes?”

Arthur nodded slowly, still boggling at them for some reason. Vivi was too tired to puzzle his behavior over properly, so she just glanced up at Lewis, who also nodded, unwinding his arm from around her to wipe at his face.

The rest of the night seemed to pass in snapshots to Vivi’s tired mind. Their dinner being boxed up. Walking back to the motel, just across the parking lot. Patting Mystery on the head and telling him he’s a good boy yes he is. Collapsing face first into the delicious crisp coolness of the starched motel bed. Lewis’s deep, tired chuckle as he took her glasses off her face. The weight of another body next to hers, but not the two she had become accustomed to after countless nights on the futon in the van.

The next morning, she woke up slowly to the smell of coffee, and made to roll over so she could sit up. Instead, the world plummeted around her as she rolled right off the bed with a sharp, panicked yelp, caught in a devious trap of tangled blankets and sheets. A soft, almost stifled snort came from her left, and a pair of hands reached into the gordian knot of fabric, deftly untangling her. She squinted up at the blur of color and fuzz, the pale yellow-orange blur instantly recognizable as Arthur.

Vivi huffed, knowing full well he was smirking at her, the bastard. “Oh, like you’ve never rolled off the bed before.” She flailed her hand towards the bedside table, groping around blindly and not finding her quarry. “Where the hell’re —” A yawn interrupted her, wide enough to make her jaw crack.

The Arthur-blur disappeared for a second, and when he came back, he slipped her glasses into her hands, his hands nice and warm where they made contact with hers. “Lew had ‘em over on his side of the bed for some reason.”

She slipped her glasses on, and the world came into rose-tinted focus. “Thanks, Artie.” She looked around the motel room, noting a distinct lack of giant purple-headed fops and talking dogs, and frowned. “Speaking of, where is he?”

“He’s grabbing all our meds from the van, I think. At least, I’m hoping he’s grabbing all of ours, he just said he’d get the meds, but I didn’t —” Arthur cut himself off with a swig from his travel mug. “Oh, and Mystery took himself out for a walk a couple’a minutes ago.”

Vivi laughed. “He’s probably definitely grabbing all of our meds. Did he make coffee, or did you?”

“It’s from the breakfast buffet, actually. Burnt, but not horrible. Better than that place in Staccatto, anyway,” Arthur shrugged, walking over to sprawl on the couch. “I grabbed you a cup, too, don’t worry.”

“The mud we were wading around in yesterday woulda been better coffee than that place in Staccatto,” Vivi grumbled, picking herself up and making a beeline for the coffee. “I’m pretty sure it was dirt. At least fifty percent dirt.” Leaning against the wall as she drank, she picked at the feeling that she was forgetting something. Something important, not just the fact that she forgot to shower last night and as such was still covered in itchy, flaky mud and sweat and her socks were sagging down without fresh sock glue — she shook her head to clear it. She was forgetting something important, something that had happened the night before. The case had gone well, they were paid half upfront and they would get the other half later that day, Lewis was getting their meds, breakfast was either the buffet or leftovers...leftovers. Wait. Her eyes widened as the whole Denny’s escapade came back to her in a flash. The bigoted old man who had practically burst a vein yelling at them, Arthur’s comment about them being just friends — but he wasn’t breaking up with them, apparently???

Downing the rest of the coffee in one gulp, she glanced towards the door, then back to Arthur. She should wait, Vivi told herself sternly. She should wait for Lewis, because Lewis was an important part of their relationship, and he should not be left out of serious relationship discussions.

Luckily, she was saved from the antsy feeling creeping around under her shoulder blades by the sound of the door opening. Lewis ducked in, a tote bag bearing the logo of a kitschy tourist trap in his hand. He beamed as he noticed her, walking up and giving her a good morning kiss.

Vivi laughed, putting a hand on his chest and pushing him away lightly. “Lew, I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet! No morning breath kisses, we all agreed those were the worst.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Arthur start, but Lewis just laughed, walking over to the table and setting the bag down on it. He started to unpack, first his own rainbow pill caddy, then Vivi’s cylindrical one, and finally Arthur’s loose assortment of orange bottles. “Fine, fine. Meds, everybody, come and get it.”

Once they had all taken their various medications, and Arthur had been chided into using his coffee to take his meds instead of taking them dry, Vivi took a deep breath. “Okay. Boys, I think we need to have a serious conversation now.” Arthur stiffened, and his eyes darted towards the windows. Vivi immediately strode forward, sitting down on the couch next to him. “I will sit on you if I have to, Artie,” she warned him, only half joking.

Arthur sighed and slumped against the couch, covering his face with his hands. His ears were cherry-red, and Vivi couldn’t help but find it cute.

Despite the cuteness, she shared a worried glance with Lewis as he settled down on the bed across from the couch. Lewis shook his head, a worried frown pulling at his face. She took another deep, grounding breath, setting her shoulders and sitting up straight before she looked at Arthur. “Okay. Arthur. What was that last night? You — you said we were just friends,” and those words still stung like a winter wind, “But then you say you’re not breaking up with us?”

It came out a touch more accusatory than she wanted it to, and Lewis took over with a gentle, “We’re not mad, Arthur. Not disappointed, either, but — if you don’t want us to even say we’re dating when we’re in public, I wish you’d told us earlier. It’s okay if you don’t! It really is, I get it, but…”

Arthur went impossibly redder, and curled in on himself, drawing his knees up towards his chest. “I dndwrdn…” he whined, muffled by his hands.

“I didn’t catch that, sorry,” Vivi said, wrapping her hands lightly around his wrists and tugging gently, trying to get him to lower them.

Arthur took a deep breath, dropped his hands, and half yelled, “I didn’t know we were dating!!!” As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his hands shot back up so fast he practically slapped himself in the face.

Vivi sat back, stunned. He...didn’t know? How could he possibly not know?!

“I — I, I, you — you never asked!” Arthur yelped.

Oh, she had said that out loud. “What do you — Arthur, we asked you out two months ago!”

Lewis raised his hands in a T, using the same tone he used on his sisters when they were getting too rowdy. “Okay, you two, time out!”

They both fell silent, turning to face Lewis.

Lewis tilted his head, looking at their boyfriend. Who...apparently didn’t know that he was their boyfriend. “Arthur...do you really not remember? We asked you out when we were back home, almost two months ago.”

“Okay, yes, it was a month, four weeks, and five days, not two months, but I don’t think semantic arguments are gonna be a big help here, babe,” Vivi grumbled.

Arthur shook his head wordlessly, still hiding his cherry-red face.

A month, four weeks, five days, and a handful of hours ago…

“It honestly feels so weird not living out of the van, doesn’t it?” Vivi mused, taking a bite of pizza.

“It really does. I’d completely forgotten what it was like to be woken up in the morning by forty pounds of overenthusiastic child launched directly at my sternum,” Lewis laughed, rubbing at his chest.

“Lew, we’ve only been road tripping for three months. That’s a bit quick, big guy,” Arthur snickered, pausing to shove half a slice of his weird oyster pizza in his mouth.

“It was so nice, though! The most I had to deal with while living with y’all is your pointy elbows!” Lewis leaned over and mussed Arthur’s hair. A laugh bubbled out of Arthur as he batted at Lewis’s hand futilely, trying to save his cone of hair gel. Laughing, Lewis subsided, pulling back. “But, yeah, I woke up this morning with a Cayenne-shaped bruise right on my sternum.”

Vivi winced sympathetically, shaking her head. “Ouch. Did she mean to?”

“Nah. Just excited.” Lewis’s smile turned fond. “They missed me. Demanded souvenirs and made me sit down and be their personal giant teddy bear as they watched Moana for the eighth time. Then Paprika gave me about twenty bead bracelets. When y’all come to the Paradiso, she’s got your piles waiting.”

“She’s still doing bead bracelets?” Vivi asked, a note of excitement in her voice. The last time they had all gotten bead bracelets from Paprika, it was right after the Peppers had explained what transgender meant, and the three of them had all gotten a bead bracelet with the word transgender wildly misspelled, the pink, white, and blue of the flag slapped randomly on there. It was the best piece of jewelry she owned — hers said “trasgenner”, Arthur’s said “trainsgandr”, and Lewis’s said “trasgeneer”. Paprika had been very determined to do it on her own, and had just gone with her best guess on each one.

“Yep! She’s got one for both of you that has your favorite animal as a charm,” Lewis revealed, grinning.

“Perfect!” Vivi did a very restrained fist pump.

Arthur hummed, staring at the pizza boxes on the table. It was almost a full twenty seconds before he grabbed another slice. “That actually sounds really nice. Both the, the bracelets and the personal teddy bear Moana thing.”

“Honestly, it wasn’t bad at all.”

Silence descended on their table, comfortable and companionable. Vivi shut her pizza box, setting her elbows on the table and propping her head on her hands, studying the two in front of her. Butterflies were building in her stomach — they were just both so beautiful, the warm noonday sunlight making both her boys glow in different ways. Arthur looked like he was wreathed in gold, his hair and eyes shining the same color as the sunlight. On the other hand, the warm light brought out the full richness of Lewis’s skin tone and made his hair gleam like the satin of his ascot, as well as glinting off his sparkly magenta nail polish. She made eye contact with Lewis, jerking her chin towards Arthur and wiggling her eyebrows.

Lewis blushed, glancing at Arthur nervously. Arthur, completely oblivious, simply leaned back in his chair, eyes drifting closed. He didn’t look tired, or, at least, not drop dead exhausted, just relaxed, happy, and full, so Vivi took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders.

“So, Artie...there’s something we’ve been meaning to ask you.”

Arthur opened his eyes, meeting her gaze curiously. There was no undercurrent of nervousness in his eyes, and Vivi was warmed to the core by his trust in them — she had asked an extremely open-ended question. “Huh? What’s up?”

Lewis cleared his throat. “We want to ask you if...Arthur, would you like to go out with us?”

“I thought that’s what we’re already doing right now…?” Arthur looked adorably confused, brow furrowed as he looked between them.

Vivi shook her head. “No, like, as a date. Will you go on a date with us, and-or be our boyfriend?”

Arthur sat very still for a long moment (she wasn’t even sure he was breathing) before a grin unfolded across his face, as resplendent as the sun itself. “Yeah. I’d — I’d really love that. I — yeah. Yeah, I’ll go out with you and be your boyfriend.”

“Oh, perfect!” Vivi squealed, barely restraining herself from launching across the table and kissing him until he was more lipstick-mark than man. “When works best for you? Should we go somewhere in town, or wait til we’re on the road again? There’s this sushi place in Tremolo that I’ve just been dying to try, we should go there, if we’re waiting til we’re on the road again. Or just in general, it seems really good and I haven’t had good sushi in ages.”

Arthur tilted his head, clearly considering her words. His smile took on a wistful edge. “...y’know...I don’t really need all the fancy date stuff. Just...I’m happy to do what we’ve been doing, just...together. Having you guys be — being with you guys, romantically — that...that would be enough for me,” he said softly.

Lewis grinned over at him, soft and sappy, and opened his mouth. Before he could say anything, his phone rang in his pocket, and he pulled it out, grimacing a little as he checked the caller ID. “It’s Papá. Hold on, I gotta take this.” He stood up, stepping a bit away. Not a minute later, he stepped back, regretful smile firmly in place. “...sorry, guys. I’m needed back at the Paradiso for free childcare,” he joked.

“Aww…” Vivi was really only half disappointed. They had pretty much finished up lunch, only a few slices left between the three of them (none of them hers), and she had a shift at the Tome Tomb coming up soon, anyway. And, more importantly, they had asked Arthur out and he said yes! Their couple was now officially a polycule!

Arthur rubbed the back of his neck. “I can — give you a ride. I gotta get back to Uncle Lance’s place anyway, I’m...” he trailed off, and Vivi waited maybe ten seconds for him to finish his sentence before accepting that he had lost his train of thought.

“Well, then...the Tome Tomb ain’t far, I can walk. I guess this is the end of our first date,” Vivi sighed. She stood up, standing on her tiptoes and pulling Lewis down for a chaste kiss before walking over and pressing a kiss to Arthur’s stubble-roughened cheek — familiar territory that should have been safe enough, she did that in the post-case exhilaration at least half the time.

Arthur blushed bright red anyway, and she left with a bright laugh, walking on clouds with the universe held in her hands.

A month, four weeks, five days, and a handful of hours after that…

Arthur groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Really?! I — guys, I had been awake for, like, two solid days at that point!”

“So you — you don’t remember us asking you out at all?” Lewis asked, shocked.

“No! Or — well — ki-kinda? I — kinda thought I was dreaming…” Arthur trailed off into muttering, fidgeting with his bracelets and not making eye contact.

Vivi paused for a moment, eyebrows creeping up. “Wow. Way to inflate our egos, there, Artie,” she joked.

“Wh— how am I inflating your ego?!” Arthur jerked his head up to look at her.

“We asked you out and you literally thought you were dreaming. We’re literally your dream partners!” She cackled.

Instead of laughing, Arthur rubbed the back of his neck, looking down, his words spilling out in a jumble. “Um. Y-yeah, actually...I — didn’t think it was — I, I mean, I’d, um I’d had dreams...like that...before. And...uh. Since then if I’m being honest.”

Vivi felt a blush rising in her cheeks, and she covered her mouth.

“That’s...that’s incredibly sweet, Artie…” Lewis managed, blushing harder than she was.

Vivi cleared her throat. “Sap,” she managed, shaking her head fondly.

Arthur took a deep, shaky breath. “So, um. Can...can we start over? On dating? I do — I really, really do want to date you guys, for real, I just...didn’t...know?”

“Of course!” Vivi and Lewis exclaimed in accidental unison.

“And this time you’ve definitely slept enough to be lucid,” Lewis added on lightheartedly. “You were snoring before I fell asleep.”

“Well…” Arthur smiled, lopsided. “I’m pretty sure I am, anyway. Lucid, that is — and how could you hear me snoring over Vivi’s, anyway? But, uh —”

“— Hey!” Vivi interrupted. “I don’t snore that loud!”

“You sound like a train, Vivs,” Arthur teased, before clearing his throat. “But, uh. Anyway. Wanna...wanna pinch me so I’m sure I’m not dreaming this time?”

Vivi smirked at him. “I’ll do you one better, actually.”

Before he could respond, Vivi leaned over, pressing a kiss to his lips. It took him a moment to react, startled, but he hesitantly started to kiss back after a second or two. There weren’t any fireworks, at least for her; if anything, it felt like being electrocuted, but in a good way, sparks shooting through her whole body, curling her toes and making her fingertips tingle. Arthur’s hand came up to grip at her sweater. Vivi kept the kiss chaste, and pulled back after a moment, glancing at Lewis.

Lewis pouted at her, a smile tugging at his lips and his voice. “Aww, I wanted to kiss him first, you got to do it at the restaurant.”

Arthur licked his lips, breath coming out a little funny, and swallowed hard before he got up and stepped towards Lewis, grinning crookedly. “W-well...consolation prize?”

Lewis let out a bark of laughter, startling Arthur into jumping a little, and pulled Arthur close with a gentle hand. “I can live with that,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss him.

Vivi settled back, watching her boys kiss from the lumpy motel couch. It felt like coming home, like kicking off her shoes and shedding her stress as easily as taking off her scarf. She ran her tongue over her teeth absentmindedly, and grimaced. “Whoops. Sorry, Artie, didn’t mean for our first kiss to be a morning breath kiss.”

Arthur broke away from the kiss he was sharing with Lewis to blink at her, swaying a little bit. “...huh?” he managed, brain visibly rebooting. “Oh! Uh. It’s okay, I don’t think I...noticed?”

“Still, it’s the principle of the matter,” Vivi wrinkled her nose, standing up. “I’ll be right back, you two keep doing what you’re doing.” She tossed in a wink for good measure, and made her way to the bathroom with the accompaniment of Arthur’s flustered squeak and Lewis’s deep, rich laughter.

#msa #mystery skulls #mystery skulls animated #lewvithur #vivi msa #vivi yukino #lewis msa #lewis pepper #arthur msa #arthur kingsmen #they're stupid your honor #aaaa sorry it's been like 8 kajillion years since you requested this #people talk to me #my writing #nemesis-is-my-middle-name

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fluttershys-lament · 5 years ago

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ye hello here are my babies again with no context

no they dont have name but for now:

Boot boy as Boot Boy

Square as Cuby (aw)

Triangle as Dorito (or triangle)

Strawberry-like thing as...... um, strawby (???)

Ice cream thing as Creamy

light blue rectangle as Mom\Big sibling\idk

bug thing wih four legs as Buggy

and finally, pink oval as pinky

i dunno if they’ll have mouths or not sklfjgklf, i mean, the food based ones have mouth (i just forgot to draw one for creamy), pinky also has one, but the others ??????¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿

and yeah dorito can float, think of him like a ufo (??). because, well, he can “absorb” things and ???¿¿¿ yeah

oh and also they’re all kids, except for the rectangle

#myart #ok nini #yes. dorito and cuby know how to cook #well. dori knows a little but. that still counts #he's your local memer and gamer. or that's what he thinks #cuby can be short tempered. but very loving sdkgj #he's also the strongest of the trio (triangle. boot and him) (or should i say trinity--)#mom\big sibling is just v worried about cuby and des her best #does** hhh #strawby. i see her like. sassy? but not tooo much. only w\ ppl she doesn't get on at all. maybe. idk sdgjksklg #i also see her as v smart. the reason why her um. strawberry is a bit bigger than average but i haven't explained that before so #for another time sdljkgsg #hey void remember the witch hat??? first thank you and second. what if creamy made the hat??? sdklgj #but for some reason. she didn't give the hat to boot in person and asked if cuby could do it instead-#and um i think i have more stuff to say but i think ill have to find the words first #and also #there are too many tags #again #aa

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surveys-at-your-service · 4 years ago

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Survey #361

“the world is a vampire, sent to drain”

Have you ever been through a phase of thinking emo guys were hot? A phase? Hunny, they're still hot lmao. Have you ever dated someone that could play an instrument? Yeah. Juan could play guitar, and Girt played I think the tuba in band. What’s so horrible about wearing leggings like pants? I've actually never understood why people freak about this. Like so long as they're not sheer and fit you fine, why exactly is this a problem...? Weirdest picture you’ve ever taken of yourself? Oh dear. When someone claims to be suicidal, do you take them seriously? FUCK you if you don't. Honest to god, fuck you. This is NOT something you just don't even blink at. Even if it's surprising to hear from that person, you take that shit seriously and try to talk to them about it. Ever been kicked out of anywhere? Colleen's house. Ever had Skittles vodka? No, but that shit sounds good. Ever punched someone in the face? No. If you haven’t, do you want to now? Uh, I'll pass. Do you truly HATE anyone? No one I know personally, but people like rapists, pedophiles, etc., I sure as hell do hate them. Most historical/famous landmark/building you’ve been to in your country? No clue. Favorite flavor for most things? Strawberry, watermelon, or blue raspberry, depending on what the thing is. Ever taken pictures in a photobooth? Who with? Yeah: Summer, Jason, and I'm pretty sure Sara and I did? What is the closest book to you? It's a full collection of Poe's poetry that Mom got me. Are you reading it or someone else? I'm not right now. I may eventually. Milkshakes or Sundaes? Hm, I gotta go with milkshakes. Do you like watermelons more or cherries? I'm not a fan of either, but I'd definitely pick watermelons over cherries. Who was the last person you ate with? My family and I went to Ichiban (a Japanese steakhouse that we have here where they cook directly in front of you) yesterday to celebrate Nicole's graduation. Do you prefer broccoli or asparagus? Broccoli. I hate asparagus. Do you have any bug bites? No. Do you have any flowers in your room? No. Do you know anyone that owns horses? Loosely, anyway. It's a family I took pictures for, and I still have the mother on Facebook. When you were little, did you ever go to feed the ducks? Yes, I LOVED doing that. Don't feed ducks bread, by the way. Have you seen any of the seven wonders of the world in person? No. Have you ever won anything out of one of those crane machines? Yeah. Can you remember being taught how to ride a bike? Was it hard for you? Yeah. I don't THINK it was too hard. Did you get carded the last time you ordered an alcoholic drink? No. Do you know anyone who uses medical marijuana? No, it's not legal here. Do you know anyone who’s died in childbirth? No. Which was the worst phase in your life? 2016 was. Towards the end of '15 was the breakup, and through aaaaaaall of 2016, I was just dead inside and totally useless. Every day I wanted to be dead. Can you remember your last dream? I had a nightmare some stupid kids were fucking with my snake Venus, so I was trying to protect her. Do you ever use Snapchat? No, I don't have one. What’s your favorite musical? I don't like musicals. What happened at the last party you went to? Summer prepared some little Halloween treat bags for us guests, we watched a horror movie, and everyone but me smoked some weed. Are you more comfortable sitting or lying down? I would assume everyone is more comfortable lying down... Have you ever been a fan of N*Sync? Yeah, as a kiddo. Favorite kind of cake: Red velvet, yum yum. What is your middle name? Marie. TV shows and anime you watch regularly: None. Do you want to have a big family in the future? Just a big family of pets with a spouse. What was the last thing you did that gave you a rush? Oh boy, I couldn't tell ya. Is Vegas one of your must-see places? No. Pet rat: yay or nay? YAY!! I've had many, but I don't think I'll get any more. I've just had bad luck with them, save for one that died of cancer at an old age. Would you call yourself a writer? Written any stories lately? Yeah. I haven't really written any big RP posts of the late, but I did recently write a poem. Are needles something that you’re afraid of? Okay, so this is super weird. Tattoos and piercings? No problem. Little prick, getting blood drawn, that sorta little stuff, no problem. I am, however, NOT a fan of big needles, which used to not be an issue. It's actually kinda recent, and it's why I'm nervous about my second Covid shot coming up, aha... What was the last unexpected hug you gave/received? I really haven't had an unexpected hug since Jason asked for one before he left my house after our final talk. Who was the last person you held hands with? Either my niece or nephew. Have you ever been in a parade before? If so, was it on TV? No. Do you have a fear of rollercoasters? If so, were you ever forced to go on one? If you don’t, what is your favorite rollercoaster? I have a big fear of them, yeah. Post a picture of you from a recent time. Don't feel like it. Who was the last person to give you some of their food? Miss Tobey let me try one of her dumplings yesterday when we were at Ichiban for dinner. The last person you met, what was your first impression of them? I actually didn't quite like her. Have you ever been to a football game? Yeah, because my sister was a cheerleader. Do you like the snow or rain better? Snowwww. Have you ever faked sick? Yeah. What is your blood-type? A-. Have you ever eaten a bug? Not knowingly. The last time you were in the fridge, what were you looking for? Salsa. Mom got these veggie chips at the store and they apparently taste better with salsa, which it did. They weren't great, though. Are you listening to anything at the moment? It's Gab Smolders' turn for me to watch her Resident Evil 8 upload, haha. I'm literally watching three different people (Mark, John Wolfe, and her) play it. Can you take a bra off with one hand? I haven't tried, I think? I doubt I could, given that I'm not exactly small. Do you have an innie or an outie bellybutton? Innie. Can you crack your neck? NOOOOO AND DO NOT DO IT AROUND ME YOURSELF. Are you donating your organs? Yeah; what am I gonna use 'em for? It just seems like a waste otherwise. They're just gonna decay. When was the last time you talked to you mom? Before she left with Tobey to go to the store. Do you like pumpkin pie? NO. I don't like pie, and I hate pumpkin. Do you own your own computer? Yeah. Did you ever have to share a room with one of your siblings? Yeah; growing up, my little sister and I did. Is there any piece of technology you want to buy? I REALLY want a PS4. Did you ever have a night light when you were a kid? Yeah. What TV show had you hooked from the very first episode? Meerkat Manor, 100%. I had to know that Shakespeare was okay. What is your least favorite Sour Patch Kids color? Orange or red, can't pick. Have you ever seen the movie Matilda? YES! I love that movie. What is the weirdest chant you have ever heard? Uh, idk. How are you feeling? Annoyed and hurt as fuck because shit Miss Tobey says without thinking for a single goddamn second. I'm honestly beyond sick of this woman. Do you know anyone with a unibrow? I don't think so. Doughy or saucy pizza? Doughy. Do you have anything that’s limited edition? Yeah. Do you have an air freshener in your bathroom? If so, what scent? I... think we do? If so though, I just don't notice it. The bathroom doesn't smell like anything in particular. Do you like Jalapeno Cheetos? Oh man, I forgot about those! Love 'em. Are you a fan of salads? Yeah, they're fine. I have to be in the mood for one, though. What’s one random thing that you don’t like? Uhhh carrots. What’s one random thing that you like? Shrimp. Do you like chicken noodle soup? I don't. Is it easy for you to accept loss? NOPE. I'm the absolute worst with it. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? I really wanna see Sara, so take me to Illinois. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? No, but a former best friend had her birthday the day before mine. Is there someone you just can’t imagine your life without? Not anymore, honestly. After Jason, I stopped that "I can't live without you" mindset. Truth is I'm going to lose people through life, and I'm not attaching my ability to happily exist to anyone. Are you wearing a ring? Two. Have your friends ever stopped by your house just to say hi? In the past, yeah. Do you like Chinese food? Not really. I only ever get pork fried rice and eggrolls from Chinese restaurants. Have you done any shopping for something in specific recently? No. Do you still live in your hometown? No. What was the reason behind the last time you stayed up all night? I don't recall, honestly. I haven't done that in a very long time. Have you ever had a UFO sighting or a sighting of strange lights in the sky? A very strange light, yes. Have you ever seen your mom or dad drunk? Yes to both. Seeing Mom drunk is very, very rare though. My dad was an alcoholic when I was growing up, so I saw him drunk plenty. Do your parents vote? Mom does, idk about Dad. Who’s the most romantic person you ever went out with? Jason. What restaurant has the best fries? Nowhere has anything on Bojangle's, y'all. Have you ever had a surprise party thrown for you? No.

#survey #surveys #questions #lyrics: ''bullet with butterfly wings'' by the smashing pumpkins

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fizzingwizard · 5 years ago

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Episode 6 was AWESOME. Finally it really and truly felt like Digimon Adventure!!

This episode plus the last one makes me eat my words of despair over the blandness of episode 4. I’m counting that one as just a miss. I’m hoping that it doesn’t bode for the tone they’ll take with all Sora episodes though. Sora’s easy to overlook because she’s already kind, brave, and responsible - the main things the other kids need to work on. Still she never bored me in old Adventure. I only ever wanted more of her and that was my hope for 2020 Sora. Her intro episode wasn’t a great start, but guess what, she got to be pretty darn cool in this episode, and overall the tone of this ep was such an improvement on ep 4 that I’m back to thinking we will absolutely get a modern, cool girl Sora who rocks her spotlight episodes in the future. Pray with me friends.

By the way we finally got some decent animation in this episode. So I took gratuitous Taichi pics and I’ll post a couple to start us off bahahaha

Okay, so this was the much-awaited MIMI episode. Heck yeah. It’s called “The Targeted Kingdom.” Who is the queen of the kingdom, I’ll give you three guesses, eh what’s that Mimi? like WOW you got it on the first try!

More below!!

^ So I’m not quite sure what’s going on here. I think Sora is standing on Taichi’s back and Piyomon is helping lift her (them?) up into the trees so Sora can look around? They are trying to find the way to the ocean. This seems like the most awkward way possible to go about it but you do you kiddo...

See, Adventure Taichi would be making jokes while this is happening. 2020 Taichi is thinking about The Big Picture, at least as much of it as he knows of. He’s turning into such a pensive type. Yamato’s gonna have to work hard to keep his lead brooder status.

Also I was thinking... there’s a few times in this ep, and more in others, where I feel like the animators don’t show us enough... Idk what to call it, movement? The fall out of actions? Like why don’t we see them climb into the tree? Why are we zoomed into so close when they fall out? Later during the big fight scene, there’s stuff going on that could definitely be shown in a clearer, and also cooler to watch, way. My theory of course is it’s all budget issues but what a bummer.

The kids’ first intro to the bottomless pit that is a Digimon’s stomach. They have no food (seriously? in that pack of emergency supplies Sora brought by pure happenstance there is NO food??) so they go... steal some. But they don’t know they’re stealing.

Not that SHE cares.

Mimi: Bahaha... you’ve fallen into my trap! *cutest maniacal laugh ever*

^The trap

There is another trap that comes later in the ep and I’ll just say here. It’s some Jessie & James level shit. Way to go Meems!

ugh soooo cuuuute I want twenty

Introducing... Queen Mimi! Yes, Queen. They’ve upgraded her!

Honestly, I love how she’s introduced as royalty, but she’s dressed as a cowgirl. No one would ever ask Mimi to pick just one theme. Like her kimchi fried rice with whipped cream and strawberries, Mimi is not afraid to mix genres!

Like I said, the animation in this ep is a cut above what’s it been recently, which is a relief. And everyone’s appearance is so much like Adventure that I wonder why they changed anything xD But I’m just so grateful everyone kept their unique eyes. It was the one thing I missed in the animation of Tri, even though I wouldn’t have wanted high school kids to have baby eyes. But the eyes really highlighted each character’s individuality. Glad that’s still a thing even if not every animator pays attention to it.

Taichi & Sora: Were those your fruit trees? Uhh sorry? My Digimon was close to death and we were starving...

Mimi: You will starve again unless you learn the meaning of the law!

that’s a little les mis interlude for ya youre welcome

So Mimi arrived in the digital world, separated from the others, and immediately became Queen of the Tanemon. I SENSE A TREND.

Mimi doesn’t come across as ditzy and selfish as she did in early Adventure. I am not sure if that side of her’s been erased in favor of simply making her reluctant to fight because she’s soft-hearted, or if we’ll see her self-centeredness appear later on. I hope so. Right now the 2020 story is very focused on the plot and not on the children’s growth, which is a huge departure from Adventure, but I don’t think it will remain that way. I hope not at least. But I do think it’s possible that they’ll rewrite Mimi to be a bit less self-centered and/or airheady, and I’m not exactly against that. After all, post-Adventure Mimi showed her cool side more when she was willful or opinionated, and I’m on board with more of that in the 2020 show too. A better balance would definitely be a good thing in Mimi’s case.

She kind of made me think of Sailor Moon in this episode, lol

GASP! We are all Chosen Children! Mimi immediately says NOOO WAY i’m queen of the Tanemon!! But not because the Tanemon are catering to her every whim (they’re not, as far as I can tell! Though they did make her a throne!). Because she honestly feels a responsibility to look after them. Again, pretty different from old Adventure.

Pocket Koushirou returns and Taichi tries to absorb him into his brain!!

Taichi: *grunting* HNNNNGGGG!! Give me me your curiosity!!!

Koushirou: Are you Vademon!?!?!

Koushirou shows video footage from the human world that shows the effect the power outage is having. Though it’s not a complete blackout yet, some places like hospitals have already lost power and are in trouble.

Mimi sees her grandfather, the president of Tachikawa Industries, on the TV helping people in trouble. VERY DIFFERENT. VERY COOL. I approve

Koushirou also points out that there is INDEED a time lapse between the human and digital worlds. I’m not exactly sure how different the time lapse is from old Adventure. At first, I thought it was much smaller, but thinking about it... given how slow the video from the human world was moving, it might be sizable. But I don’t think it’s as big as old Adventure. At any rate, Taichi and Sora figure out this means Mimi was on her own with Palmon and the Tanemon village for longer than they realized.

Also makes me wonder just how much time Yamato’s spent in the digital world...

Mimi feels torn between wanting to help her grandfather and needed to protect the Tanemon village! Naturally Taichi suggests they work together!

And a Tanemon rudely kicks him in the face!! Just kidding. But it was too cute not to cap

Mimi brings the waterworks like three or four times this episode.

Mimi: Alright! You work for me now!

Taichi: ...??? Okay I guess????

Yes, Princess or Queen, Mimi is still Mimi <3

So they join up and uhh... get ready for war I guess??

I MEAN HOW CUTE IS THAT

So this is the second Team Rocket trap, a giant hole in the ground. How did they dig it? How did the build that raft two eps ago?? Inquiring minds want to know

Greymon is surprisingly limber for a chubby dinosaur.

Taichi does what he does best in battle scenes: stand in immediate danger and look up a dinosaur’s bum.

OGREMON MAKES HIS BIG APPEARANCE IN A MIMI EP. I totally called it last week. Okay, technically he already appeared in episode 5... but we barely saw him okay! He uses Soundbirdmon (who may indeed not be sentient?) to mind-control other Digimon to find and apparently kill?? the children. Ogremon honestly sounds kind of mind-controlled himself but not sure. If he is, it’s a different kind of control. He may just talk like that because he’s an ogre and not very articulate...

I guess I capped this because CUTE CUTE CUTE

So speaking of rushing into immediate danger... Not only is Sora right in the middle of the right, she’s HANGING OFF BIRDRAMON’S LEG. This show is SO not promoting child safety hahahhahaha

Cute Taichi. Cuter still - Taichi and Sora tag teaming it. PLEEEEEASE give me more of this!! I want nothing more than for Sora to join Taichi and Yamato as a heavy-hitter. I always headcanoned her that way growing up. Let Sora kick ass 2020!!

^Palmon’s method of rescuing Mimi... effective, yet questionable

Capped because Cute.

Sora and Birdramon take down the blue bird digimon (sorry... forgot its name... will likely forget the name of every other Digimon not from old Adventure as well. i am a senior citizen). Taichi cheers for them and says “You nabbed the best bit from me!” SO CUTE. Come on, they are the best team!!

Meanwhile, Palmon: *screams bloody murder*

Mimi: Palmon! Noooo!

Episode 6: Palmon friggin DIES

I mean she is like glitching in and out. So it totally FIGURES it would be a Mimi ep that tells us “yeah kids we’re not Pokemon!” I mean. Keep watching...

Mimi recalls being all alone in a strange world when she meets Palmon. Btw they totally revamped the Pyokomon Village for this Tanemon village, I dig.

EVOLUUUUUTION!!

Boxing!!! Cactus!!! Eat this Precure!!!!

While Togemon takes out Drimogemon, Greymon rushes in to protect the kids from Ogremon...

... AND FREAKING SAWS HIS HORN OFF.

Like I said. THIS AIN’T POKEMON, KIDS.

Isn’t this actually darker than old Adventure? I mean I guess at least no one dies (I think? uhh...) and I suppose that’s less dark... but sawing off body parts... Idk man... I’m down with it, I just don’t know that it’s any nicer than old Adventure... hahahaha

POW! Err, Drimogemon’s drill ain’t looking too good either...

More waterworks as Mimi tells Palmon she loves her, and Palmon says it right back. Foreshadowing for Mimi/Koushirou tiffs in the future!? It was lit last ep that Koushirou tried to say he loves his partner and choked on it. Something tells me these two are gonna butt heads again ;)

Ugggggghhhh so cute I can’t staaaaaaand ittttt

Mimi decides to go with Taichi and Sora and leave the Tanemon village, Idk, I guess they’ll be safe now??? at least they won’t be targeted for having a human child among them.

Also I like her leaf bag. The Tanemon totally made it for her.

We end with Ogremon gripping his broken horn and fricking sobbing. This... does not bode well.

I want to hug him

so cast your votes, who gets the first hurt/comfort scene with Ogremon? Will it be gentle chastisement from Mimi while she patches him up with stuff from Sora’s pack? Or will it be Jou and the toilet paper you know he brought even if it makes no sense?!? hahahaha

I give this ep a 7/10 WELL DONE. That’s what a Digimon episode should be. Very close to VERY VERY GOOD.

I missed the trailer for next week so have more gratuitous Taichis instead.

#digimon adventure 2020 #digimon psi #psi spoilers #fizz watches digimon 2020

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radioheadyaoi · 5 years ago

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a short blurb to pass the time until i sit my ass down and write

(for @dreamypope )

(could be jjpope or kiesarah, you chose. or neither, idk. probably gonna be part of my longer fic)

sometimes you smell like summer and cigarettes. it feels wrong to love it as much as i do. i let you wear my jacket so it settles and it smells like you.

we're only sixteen and we're drunk, giggling at the ceiling, hips knocking together and legs tangled into a knot, your hand wrapped tightly around mine. my pillows have flowers on them and i forgot to hid my bear, the one with the red shirt I've had since i was five but you're hugging it so i don't feel embarrassed. you've got your face tucked into the space between my shoulder and my chin. i can feel your red hot cheeks on my skin. we're melting into each other, skin like candle wax, eyes like fire.

you're talking, all poetry and nonsense. i love it more than my favourite song on the radio or the sound of the rain hitting my window.

"we are so obsessed with knowing why we are not good enough that we never figure why we are."

"shut the fuck up," i say. you're right, you're always right.

"you're pretty," you say.

"don't lie," i say.

"i'm not." i just look away. take a sip of my coke and rum. twist the blanket in my hands.

"do you wonder what'd be like to love someone?" you're slurring your words a bit, i didn't notice before. you're staring at the ceiling now, no longer under my chin and now my skin feels cold. i say, "i don't know," but i do, because i love you.

"like falling into a dream. like drowning."

"what do you mean?"

i almost drowned in the lake last summer. you pulled me out and hugged me into your chest. water spilled into my lungs and i closed my eyes. you wrapped me in a towel and handed me your cigarette even though i didn't want it and you gave me your hat and your shirt.

i'm wearing that shirt right now.

when i dream, i dream of you. i let the pillow suffocate me with broken thoughts and promises and half eyes and full lips and yellow sand dunes and grey skys. i see your strawberry basket and your book and your sweatshirt. i imagine you wrapping me into a kiss behind the bleachers before whispering, "let's go away, far away." you kissing me in between book shelves in the back of the library, over coffee, in front of the paris stars. you write my name on the inside of your wrist and you're mine, forever. you don't get mad at me, you listen and i cry and you smile and we laugh. into the spring, we dance.

i shrug.

"tell me a secret," you say.

"i love you," i say. "and i'm sorry because its ruining my life."

you grip my hand tighter.

"okay." you push my hair off my forehead. "maybe if we weren't like this, i'd kiss you."

maybe.

i want maybe to be enough but it's not. i lean in and kiss you. you taste like peaches.

i get up to use the bathroom. i don't go back for a long time.

#could be kiesarah or jjpope #you choose #jjpope #jjpope fanfiction #jjpope fanfic #jjpope fic #mayward fanfiction #mayward fanfic #mayward fic #mayward #kiesarah #kisarah #kiarah #kie x sarah #obx #outer banks #charlie writes #my writing

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sherlock-is-ace · 5 years ago

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tagged by @imlowercasemad thank you dear! <3 (You changed your icon and totallyconfused me lol, I have a photographic memory so I remember icons beter than urls lol)

relationships: yup, I’m in a QPR :)

break ups: Nope, this is my first relationship

brothers and sisters: An older brother

pets: One dog, her name is India and she’s love shaped

surgeries: Never

tattoos: Not yet but I want to! (idk if I’ll ever tho :P )

countries you’ve been to: None... :/ Just Argentina, I’ve never even left the province lol

been in an airplane: Nope

been in an ambulance: Also nope

sing karaoke: NEVER! And I don’t plan to! kjfhgdfg I hate karaoke, i can lip sync if I’m alone, even maybe whisper the song but I’ll never sing! dkfjhdf

ice skating: Not ice skating but I did do some roller(?) skating when I was little

been on a cruise: Nope I don’t think I would be on one either, water scares me!

driven a motorcycle: Nope, I drove a four wheeler once tho, “crashed” it onto a wall. We were going slower than a person walking tho but I forgot which one was the breaks so I decided it would stop once it got to the wall lol

ridden a horse: Nope but I would love to!

stayed in a hospital: Never

favorite fruit or berries: I really like fruit in general but rn I would say peaches :)

favorite colors: Black and dark blue

last text: “no quedará re prolijo y fancy, pero al menos esta fresquito dkfjhgd” (it won’t look nice and fancy but at least it’ll be cooler dkjfgk) to my boyfriend about an AC lol

coffee or tea: Coffee

favorite pie: Strawberry and cream! :D (I make my mom bake it every year on my birthday :’) )

favorite pizza: Ham and bell peppers

cat or dog: Both? Both. Both. Both is good. (but I’ve always had dogs so I don’t know how to act around a cat lol)

favorite time of the year: Winteeer!! And autumn :)

met a star: I don’t think so? I was in the same room with one once tho lol The singer of a pretty famous band here in Argentina was in my uni once, and he just popped his head into our classroom, looked around and left without saying a word. It was so weird lol

flown a helicopter: No? Have many people flown helicopters? Never even been in one lol

been on tv: Nope, wouldn’t want to either :P

broken my leg: Never broken a bone in my body ;)

seen a ghost: I don’t know how much I believe in ghosts but yeah, I’ve seen a ghost lol

been sick in a taxi: Thankfully I haven’t

seen someone die: Also thankfully I haven’t. I don’t even like to see dead people at their funeral. But idk if I would trust a closed casket. Like give me an open one but don’t make me go stand next to it lol

Tagging: idk whoever wants to do this? :) Just say I tagged you ;) ;)

#thank you for the tag!#i love these!!#:D #get to know me #tag game

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kmseokjins · 6 years ago

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Waste It On Me (Chapter 8)

Fandom: BTS Pairing: BTS x Reader / Future OT7 x Reader Warnings: n/a in this chapter Genre: fluff as usual lol Summary: [Name], Jimin, and Jungkook get caught up in traffic, plus a mini pit stop to get milk.

Notes: Idk what I’m doing; this is just a fun little fluffy chapter tbh

Archive Of Our Own || Previous Chapter // Next Chapter

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You should have walked. It had been smooth sailing until just a few minutes ago when traffic came to a sudden halt. You didn’t think anything of it at first, but once you realized you had been sitting there for five minutes without moving, you were leaning forwards to look out the front windshield.

“Must be an accident,” Your Uber driver mutters when he notices you’ve gotten curious in the backseat. “Might be a while.” You frown and sigh, settling back in your seat at his words.

Your phone pings with a notification in your pocket, and you reach back to tug your phone free.

Tae: Where are you?

You: Stuck in traffic :/ Troublemakers make it back?

Sunshine: No, they’re stuck in traffic too

JK: You’re stuck too? Where are you?

You: Jungkook, if you leave that Uber…

Yoongi: Don’t threaten him, he’ll take it as a challenge

Jiminie: He’s bigger than me and so strong :o

“For the love of-,” You were going to murder both of them. “Thank you, I really need to go,” You apologized to the Uber driver, who watched you with wide eyes as you scramble out of the Uber and onto the street. How the hell were you supposed to find the two of them in this mess? How had it suddenly went from a fun night to babysitting Jungkook and Jimin?

Cursing under your breath, you start forwards, attempting to call Jimin’s phone while also trying to spot the two among the traffic and lights. You stop when Jimin answers your call, “Jiminie, where are you two?”

“I’ve got him, [Name]-ah,” Jimin pants into the phone a few seconds later, “He can’t go anywhere without me.”

You were literally going to pull your hair out. Adjusting your bag, you continued through the stalled traffic, desperately trying to find the two idiots before they drew too much attention to themselves again. “Is there a store or something nearby that I can use to find you?”

“Oh, there’s an electronic store! Jungkook-ah, what’s the name of that store ov-,” Jimin’s voice abruptly cuts off, and you wait for a few seconds, confused.

“Jiminie?” Silence. “Jiminie, that’s not funny.” You pull your phone away from your ear, glaring at the black screen. You push the side buttons, but nothing happens. “Seriously!?” You smack your palm into your forehead (rather dramatically) before sliding your phone back in your pocket. Dumbass you forgot to charge it when you’d gotten home. “Okay, how hard can it be to find those two?” You mutter to yourself as you move further up the line of traffic, weaving around people who have gotten out of their vehicles.

Maybe the three of you wouldn’t be out here for hours looking for each other.

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“[Name]-ah?” Jimin pulls his phone away from his ear, blinking at the notification of the dropped call from you. He’s a bit baffled, tightening his arm around the maknae’s neck in response. Jimin glances away from his phone to look around at the mass of stopped cars around them. Despite his elevated position clinging to Jungkook’s back, he hasn’t spotted you.

“Hyung?” Jungkook shifts beneath him, turning his head to try to look at Jimin, curious as to why he’d gone quiet.

Jimin quickly finds your name again in his phone and taps on the call button, bringing the phone to his ear. Almost immediately, the familiar sound of your voicemail meets his ears. “I think [Name]ie’s phone died.” Jimin sighs, ending the call without leaving a voicemail.

“What do we do?” Jungkook asks, trying to keep his head down at the same as he keeps an eye out for you. “We can’t leave her out here.”

“Of course we’re not going to leave her,” Jimin rests his chin on Jungkook’s shoulder for a moment as he wraps his other arm around the maknae’s neck, gently squeezing his arms and legs around the younger. He stays like that for a few moments before he slowly lets himself drop off Jungkook’s back onto his feet. “C’mon, the sooner we find her, the sooner we can go home.”

“Hyung...do you think [Name]-ah will let us get Banana milk before we go home?”

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Your feet were killing you. Your phone was dead. You’d lost two Idols. You were stressing.

What if an ARMY spotted them again? You couldn’t leave and head to the dorms without finding them, especially if they were looking for you. If your damn phone wasn’t dead, you could have told them to start walking to the dorms and that you would catch up. Alas, you had no communication with them nor the others, leaving you to attempt to hunt them down on foot.

Traffic hadn’t budged in the time you’d been weaving around people and vehicles, trying to find Jungkook and Jimin. You were sure you looked like a freak peering into cars as you passed, fingers crossed that the two had sense enough to maybe, just maybe , get back in the Uber.

“[Name]ie!” Apparently not. Jimin is practically skipping towards you, Jungkook on his heels. You let out an “oof!” as both Jimin and Jungkook collide with you. “Did your phone die?” Jimin asks as they both release you.

“Yeah, I didn’t get a chance to charge it when I got home earlier,” You scrowled down at your bag before fixing both of them with a glare. You poked Jimin and then Jungkook hard in the chest, “ You two ! You were supposed to stay in the Uber.” Jungkook looks a little ashamed, while Jimin has the audacity to look amused. “Maybe I should take Yoongi-ah’s offer to help man-handle you two.”

Jimin’s eyes widen at your words before he promptly bursts into laughter, clutching onto Jungkook to keep from falling over. Jungkook makes a sudden choking noise, face immediately rushing with color as he uselessly tries to talk.

“What? What am I missing?”

“Ahhh, nothing, nothing.”

“I-I...umm..wha-”

“You broke Kookie.”

“Kookie, are you alright?”

“Um...y-yeah,”

You eye the taller boy carefully, briefly debating inquiring further. “C’mon,” You say instead, “Let’s get going. My legs are going to turn to jelly soon.”

“Let me carry your bag,” Jimin snatches the bag from your hand before you can protest, hefting it over his shoulder with a grin in your direction. You reach for it with a huff, but Jimin dances forwards out of reach, and you’re too tired to fight with him.

“Piggy-back ride?” Jungkook asks besides you, and you blink at him in surprise. He stops, crouching down slightly, grinning at you.

“But….ah, fine.” You mumble, jumping up slightly onto Jungkook’s back, wrapping your arms around his neck. The maknae straightens and hurries forwards to catch up with Jimin. It feels nice to be off your feet.

“[Name]-ah….can we get some banana milk?”

“Isn’t that what got you in trouble in the first place?”

“We can’t let it be a wasted trip!”

“Your Hyungs are going to end up sending a search party for us.”

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What would have taken 10 minutes, had taken 20 minutes. Stuck on Jungkook’s back, you couldn’t stop him and Jimin from entering the first store they found along the way. Jimin had waltzed through the doors first, Jungkook trailing behind with you still clinging to his back. You’d caught the cashier doing a double take at the sight of the three of you, straightening from his slouch position behind the counter.

Jimin gathered several milks against his chest, managing to snag a strawberry one for you among the banana milk. “Aww, you’re so sweet, Jimin-ah!” You cooed at him as Jungkook followed after his Hyung to the counter.

While the cashier scanned and rang up the price, he curiously flicked his gaze between the three of you. He was quiet, only speaking after Jimin paid (despite your protests), “Have a nice night!” You heard him call as the three of you exited the store and tried to quicken your pace to reach the dorms sooner rather than later.

“We’re dead.”

“Correction, you two are dead.”

“You’re an accomplice to this crime.”

“I was innocently roped into this!”

“Yoongi-Hyung and Jin-Hyung know no mercy,”

“Accept your fate, [Name]ie.”

You squirmed on Jungkook’s back when the three of you finally entered the eerily quiet dorm. Jungkook finally released your legs, and you hopped down to land on your feet, wincing slightly at the discomfort. You were in the middle of removing your shoes when Jin suddenly rounded the corner.

“Where have you been!?” [Literally Jin]

#bts #*mine #bangtan sonyeondan #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts imagine #my writing #ot7 x reader #poly!bts x reader #bts fanfiction #wiom fic

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lifeofbouyd · 6 years ago

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Runaway girl

#Repost

I became way more sexually active when I entered high school. It was as if I had a craving that could not be filled. The more I had sex the more I wanted sex. These girls lived, ate and dreamt sex. This put me on top of the sex chain in 7th grade. Being the only sexually active boy in the class had girls wanting my dick as if I was King. I never really paid much attention to the girls in my class even though I did eventually bang a few. I was more in to older girls who were much more mature and fully into sex. There was this real sexy girl who sat in my lap one day while heading to the town from school. She wined to every song that played, even gun songs lol. This made my dick hard as steel in my pants and everytime she felt it she looked at me and smiled. Keep smiling, I’m a fuck you soon real hard too. Unfortunately I had only said that in my mind lol. Kill me dead I said it out loud. I took her number and saved it as girl I want to fuck because at the time I didn’t know her name. I forgot I had her number until a few weeks later when I saw her in devotion.

Her: pussy, yuh style mi

Me: wat yuh talking bout

Her: yuh tek mi number an no link mi

Me: I forgot

She took my number and texted me same time so this way I would have no excuse not to text her back.

We text/sext all day that day and were on the phone for a long time in the night. I told her how I wanted to fuck her and she told me all the things she wanted to do. I wacked off to the thought of her getting all crazy and doing the shit she said she had planned to do. She promised a blow job like a vacuum and a ride like a rodeo. She planned to fuck my brains out. Wow, a blow job. I’ve never had one of those. Most the girls I was fucking thought that was nasty and claimed they’d never do it. Funny enough they were published year’s later sucking big black pipes lol. We met a few days later at the farm at lunchtime with intentions of her sucking on my snakehead. Anxiety ran through my veins like blood while I imagined what was to come. I had seen blow jobs on many occasions and always wanted to experience it.

By the time we started kissing I was as horny as a monkey for a banana and she was gonna be the monkey eating the banana lol. All this shit was about to go down. I started fingering her while we tongue wrestled. This chick was great at kissing, she made it feel like it was better than sex. She braced her pussy on my leg and slowly moved her waist. If I didn’t know better I would say she was already on my dick. She pulled my zip down and took out my rod.

Antoinette: wow, is this your birthmark?

Me: yeah it is

Antoinette: how did it get there lol

Me: I have no idea but I’m glad that’s where it is

Antoinette: I love it. It’s like strawberry chocolate.

((((Muah))))

She kissed the head 😮. My other head exploded with excitement and my knees got shaky. ((((muah)))) She kissed it again but this time it was a long sucking kiss. She slowly ran her tongue around the rim of the snakes head as if she was trying to separate it from the rest.

Me: Oh….. My….. God….. (((Heavy breathing))) it feels………….. So….. Weird….

Antoinette: Told you it would blow your mind. Relax and let me take care of you. I tried, real hard but my legs kept shaking. She started sucking while stroking. Slowly my dick slid down her throat; you know that feeling you get when you go really high on a swing or fast over a bump while in a car. Lol. That’s how I felt, like I was running out of breath. Shit, I had to beg her to stop. Lol I couldn’t hold the feeling, I literally felt like she was sucking my life out.

Antoinette: you don’t like it?

Me: Idk, it feels too good lol

I could see the disappointed look on her face as if she wished she had an undo botton to take the blowjob back. I loved it to be honest but I just wasn’t sure if that’s how I was supposed to feel. I was running out of breath and it would be a real disappointment to die while getting a blowjob 🤣. Who does that? Still horny as ever I decided I was gonna fuck the disappointment off her face. I bent her over on a desk top while I tried forcing my dick in. As wet as she was her pussy was tight. I kept poking her slowly until the head finally slipped in. A deep moan was the response.

Antoinette: ((((ouch)))) nuh mash it up now

Me: shhhh 🤫

With 1 hand on her shoulder and the other on her waist I slowly stroked her. As soon as she got super wet and I started making love to the pussy my friend came.

Steve: yow, a time fi class. Di oda pikni dem a come.

She flipped off the dick and got herself together. As for me, it wasn’t that easy; my dick was way too hard to bend lol 🤣 it took me minutes to get it down and turn it long way in my pants. It was so obviously stiff I had to put my bag across my waist. She kissed me on the cheek and walked away with smirk 😏on her face. Lucky for her she came; unfortunately for me, I had a dick as hard as steel shooting across my pants. Sigh, fuck my life. When I got home she had sent a long message, some shit going on at home.

Antoinette: Hey, I’m home. I wanna talk to you about something. I feel like running away. I don’t even know where I’m gonna go but I’m tried of my mom. She keeps stressing me out. Blah blah blah and more blah blah that I don’t remember. Can I come stay with you?

Of course I thought she was joking. Random bulshit talk to start a conversation.

Me: Yes babe, you can come stay with me whenever you want.

Antoinette: Ok, I’ll come weekend.

I had forgotten we made plans for her to run away because as I said I thought it was a just joke. Friday evening here she comes with 2 big bags 😮. I was shocked out of my life. Is this girl serious. ”A wanda if she lick her head”.

Me: Babes I didn’t know you were serious about this. Why didn’t you tell me yesterday you were coming for real?

Antoinette: Why would I be joking? I told you I need to get away from my mom. Are we going to your house or not?

I thought for a second, what’s the worst that could possibly happen. Other than dying while getting a blowjob there was nothing holding me back lol 😂. I called the helper and told her to cook extra because my friends are coming over. We chilled at the game shop for awhile the headed home. Even though I always brought girls home no one ever caught me in the act. I went in first then pulled her through back door of my room like always. She fell asleep the moment we got settled, I guess she was real tried. I took me a shower and got us some food to eat. She kept smiling as if she was about to propose; as if she had woken up to prince charming and breakfast in bed. By this time everyone else was sleeping so she went and took a shower. I had always seen this girl in her clothes and considered her a trophy but seeing her naked was on a different level. Remember that feeling you had when you got that Christmas present you always wanted when you were a kid. That’s how I felt when she took the towel off.

Antoinette: I hope you don’t mind me sleeping naked

Me: Not at all 😏 I sleep naked too lol

Instantly I took my clothes off and dived into bed. She laid beside me and for a second I acted like wasn’t greedy. Unfortunately, my dick holding up the sheet gave me away. She pushed her hand under and massaged it slowly while kissing me on my neck. My body got confused as she slowly kissed my sides and my legs. Chills ran through my body as if I was taking an ice cold shower. I couldn’t stay still for not even a second. She so gently slid her tongue all over the candy stick before wrapping around d edge of the head. I wanted to scream, I wanted to laugh, I even wanted to run. But my fucking legs were so weak I couldn’t even stop shaking. If I didn’t know better I’d say I had a nerve problem lmao😂. She sat on my dick with her hands squeezing my neck. Swiftly she moved her waist while I gasped for breath with her tits in my mouth. Her cum dripped down my balls while she shaked and made her face up. This girl had the weirdest look on her face when she was cumming lol I couldn’t help but laugh. Sometimes she even looked like she was constipated 🤣. We fucked like animals all weekend long. And during this time no one knew she was there until Monday morn before school. I got carried away fucking her in the bathroom. She screamed out while I was striking her from back. Not even realizing what just happened, the helper pushed the bathroom door.

Helper: 😮Bouyd. What the hell is this?

Me: 😮

Antoinette: 😮

Helper: Who is this?

Me: My friend from school

Helper: young miss yu need fi find yu yard right now.

Antoinette walked out the bathroom without a word while the helper kept talking. As far as I can remember she kept staring at my dick the entire time she spoke. I think she was jealous. When I got home from school the helper came to my room to talk about what happened. She said it’s ok to bring girls over but I just gotta be discreet. She had just given consent to the devil to be evil lol. What she didn’t know was Antoinette was in the closet 😂 patiently waiting for her to leave. She stayed the entire week and planned to stay another. It’s as if we had forgotten she ran away from home. I was in class the day the cops and her parents came. They threatened to send her to juvi if she didn’t tell where she was all this time but she didn’t rat me out. I didn’t hear from her for about a month because they had transferred her to a school in Kingston.

Antoinette: Hey Bouyd, I miss you. I just got my phone back. Blah blah blah. Can I come see you?

Me: I miss you too and I can’t wait to see you. When can you come?

Antoinette: Today

Me: Ok

I went to meet her only to see her with a big travelling bag 😮🤦‍♂. I didn’t even bother to ask why she had it lol my guts said it all. This girl just ran away again. I called the helper and told her to except a visitor. For some reason I just knew this girl was not going home anytime soon. I didn’t even think about the consequences that followed this encounter. The helper and her became friends within the first week. I came home to dinner and a damn sexy chick each evening. Even though it was summer I always had some where to be. Life doesn’t get better than this. Her mom and cops kept calling but we didn’t give a shit, for all we cared we had each other. My aunt came to visit one day and realized she was staying with me. She believed in being 30 before having sex. This woman wanted no one there even though she didn’t live there. I came home to an empty bed that night 😞. A broken heart in my chest and emotions I couldn’t control. I cried like a baby. I called her for weeks but got no response 😞. I became an emotional wreck. Being robbed of my happiness and the one thing worth living for at the time made me a monster. I didn’t even wanna hear about another relationship. It was already too late when I realized I had fallen in love with her. I was so fucked up I didn’t even have sex for 6 months. I poured my heart out in a message one day only to get a reply saying;

Hi, my daughter already has a boyfriend here and she does not wish to speak with you. I would like for you to leave her alone. No calls, no text no nothing. Thank you. Or something close to that effect.

Shit, why me. Was I not eligible for love, don’t I deserve to be happy too? This even made things worst. Sex became a sport for me. No feelings, no attachments just random hits. She had left a Mark on me or a curse as I used to call it. I ran into her a few months later at champs. So surprised to see me she jumped in my lap and started kissing me. I didn’t even remember I went with someone that day; we headed for the bathroom where shit got real. So anxious for each other we both came several times in no time. It was like epic make up we could get caught sex. The adrenaline was way too intense to bare. I was so beat out I could hardly catch my breath. We stayed there in the bathroom for a while and talked about shit. Not shit shit but life shit. Turns out her mom had taken her phone and she had no idea about the message. She just kept crying when I told her. A fight started in the bathroom between her and the chick I went with. I had totally forgotten her, shit. I had to part the cat fight before it got out of hand. And these girls had the audacity to turn on me 🤦‍♂. I was so damn tired from fucking and trying to part them I could hardly defend myself. Lol, I got myself a black eye to take back home; I guess it was the consolation prize. I had won myself a fuck and a black eye but again lost Antoinette. I didn’t even get her new number.

I found her on Facebook a few years back. I doubted it was her until I read her post: ”I remember when I ran away, best time of my life. B.A.S I hope you’re happy where ever you are”. I messaged with high expectations of banging her again. Unfortunately she was no longer in the country and she was engaged to be married. She had changed and I was happy for her. Who thought my runaway girl would ever get married. Shit, she looked like a queen in her dress; she slew that wedding. I ain’t heard from her since. Guess she ran away for good this time. Either way, she’ll forever be my Runaway girl.

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surveysonfleek · 7 years ago

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Do you want your last ex to be happy, even if it means not being with you? sure. If you have a smartphone, what’s the last app you downloaded? What about the last app you uninstalled? the last app i downloaded was that simpsons tapped out. i need to kill time lol. the last app i deleted was a business one. If you were a straight member of the opposite sex, who are some celebrities you think you’d have a thing for? rihanna, beyonce, rita ora. not sure who else. Have you ever dyed your own hair? How did it turn out? yes. it was fine, not a huge change. Right-handed or left-handed? right-handed.

What is the wallpaper on your cellphone? just a boring iphone one. Does your first, middle, and last spell something? huh? Favorite TV channel? i don’t have one. What is your least favorite breed of dog? i don’t have one tbh. it all depends on the dog’s personality. In your opinion, are leggings appropriate to wear as pants? yes, i think they’re fine as long as they’re not see through. Have you ever had a teacher that also taught your parents? nope. Is there any alcohol in the fridge? yes, wine.

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liannyeong · 8 years ago

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Beautiful memory

Summary: Just a photography student searching for inspiration.

Word count: 2224

Pairing: Jaebum X OC

Warning(s): idk what to categorize this as... fluff?

A/N: yes i’m back again with a jaebum fic :D but tbh i feel like my writings have become a mess.... T_T so sorry about that

Jaebum had just ended his lessons for the day and has taken a bus to nowhere. Jaebum has his earphones plugged in his ear, blasting his favorite songs. It's a mix of genre; from upbeat songs which he would bob his head to, to slow soulful music that makes his body sway to the tempo. He slumps himself on the bus seat, leaning his head against the window. He loves long bus rides. It's the only time he could be with himself. He's in university, where students are all about studies and competitiveness. A one hell of a world. Students are so fixated on being the top, they'd sacrifice anything and everything for it. He had heard stories of students willingly destroyed - some formed - friendships for their own advantage. Jaebum had not experienced such tragedies and he wants to keep it that way. That's why he's always alone, unless there's a project to be done. He creates mutual friendships with everyone, but keeps close with none.

Speaking of projects, Jaebum's in the film arts department and he's got a pictorial project coming up. His cohort has been tasked to manage a collage in the school's art gallery with the theme of 'Memory'. Which is why Jaebum brings his camera everywhere he goes in case he finds something memorable to snap. Jaebum haphazardly alights the bus when he sees a beautiful view. The bus had driven over a bridge that overlooked the landscape of a small lake. Amidst the dark clouds floating above, there is a ray of light that penetrates through and touches the lake. The lake seems to glitter with the light, and Jaebum just finds it deep in meaning. While the dark sky makes everything seem gloomy, the ray of light is like the streak of hope that one should hold onto no matter what. Because like the clouds which float away over time, allowing sunlight to touch the surface of the earth, dark days will pass and happier days will come. Jaebum pulls out his camera and snaps multiple shots of the same scene. He looks through the photos before taking more.

Through the lens, Jaebum sees a streak of lightning and thunder is heard a while later. Rain suddenly pours heavily. He runs and seeks shelter at the nearest convenience store. He shakes off the water from his hair and flicks off any water on his body. He pulls open the door to the store, shivering slightly when the cold air of the air conditioner hits him. He strolls down the aisles, lazily picking out a bowl of instant noodles and strawberry milk. He pays for them before proceeding to cook the noodles. Afterwards, he takes a seat at an empty table lined against the glass window of the store. He stares outside, watching the heavy downpour that blocks out the beautiful view he had before. He only sees the headlights of cars driving past the store, and nothing else. He can't even make out the shape nor the color of the car. Jaebum sits back and waits for his noodles to be soaked enough and cooled for eating.

When he gulps down the last drop of his soup, he places his phone aside and twists the cap of his strawberry milk and drinks it, savoring the sweetness of the taste. That's when he realizes, out of the corner of his eye, a few seats away from him, there's another person there. Jaebum's eyes flick at the glass window, looking into the reflection of the person. Oh, it's a she, he thinks to himself. He had been too engrossed into his phone to notice his surroundings. The girl is hunched forward, head down, her hand busily scribbling away on a book. Personal diary, maybe? he thinks to himself. Jaebum turns his head around to look at her in person, instead of her reflection on the glass window. He finds himself liking how she engrossed she looks as she writes. She has her legs crossed, and her head is tilting to the side to write. She has her hair tucked behind her ear and it settles down nicely on her shoulders with some strands splayed out on the table.

As quietly as possible, he takes his camera and decides to capture the moment. He adjusts the camera settings a little before directing it at her. His breath stills, finger resting on the shutter button, patiently waiting for the right moment. When he presses the button, a small but crisp click echoes in the store. He freezes in his actions. He forgot to turn off the shutter sound! Shit, she's gonna find me a real creep. He doesn't even realize that he's holding his breath as he watches her head turn. The eye contact feels electrifying. I'm doomed.

"Did you just-"

"Sorry! I didn't mean to- I just-" Jaebum lets his tongue move without thinking. She dismisses it with a smile, and Jaebum curses himself internally for he had just embarrassed himself.

"Can I see?" she asks, flashing a dazzling smile that made Jaebum's heart flutter. He wants to say no because the shots he took are personal and... well, he feels embarrassed to show them to anyone. He photographs random moments; be it just a stranger laughing in the street or a bird perched on the branch of a tree. He's just very conscious of exposing himself to anyone. However, the girl in front of him seems to have put him in a trance, for his hand just stretches out to her with the camera. She takes the camera with her two hands and smiles in gratitude before pressing the buttons on it. Jaebum can't bring himself to look at her expression as she clicks through his gallery, so he stares at his shoes, muddy and tattered.

Then there's silence. No more clicks and Jaebum brings his head out of curiosity. What is she doing with his camera? Her expression undecipherable, she's still staring at the screen. Jaebum can't quite figure that look out - it's not exactly a happy smile, nor is it a disgust. Jaebum thinks she's in awe of a picture, but he brushes that thought away for he doesn't want to think he's a good photographer. Jaebum hears another click and he cranes his neck to see. Perhaps it was a bad idea to let a beautiful stranger see his personal collections of photos, but he can't seem to snatch it back. Perhaps she finds him a creep for taking photos of random people.

"Beautiful," she says, breaking his reverie. Jaebum's eyes land on her face, goes to her eyes and then ventures to her nose bridge. "Your photos are really beautiful," she praises. Jaebum quickly looks back at her pair of dark brown orbs when his eyes nearly fall onto her lips. She tilts the camera to show him his photo of the sky. The one he just captured before the rain poured. Jaebum smiles shyly and says his thanks in almost a whisper. She hands him back the camera and adds, "Continue collecting beautiful memories."

"Can I keep the photo of you?" Jaebum asks, the hand with the camera raised up. It's a beautiful memory too, Jaebum bites his inner cheek to prevent himself from saying it out loud.

She glances at the camera and back to him. She nods with a smile. "Sure." She collects her belongings and chucks them into her bag. Jaebum almost though she was trying to escape, but when he look out of the window, he finds the skies to be as clear as day. He was oblivious to his surroundings. It takes him by surprise, though he masks it under a calm demeanor. Time has gone by fast. Jaebum can finally clearly see the bus stop across the store. It's time to go.

The sound of a chair being pulled back snaps Jaebum from his thoughts. He turns his head, seeing her standing by her chair. Her bag slung on her shoulder, her hair falling perfectly mid-chest. Jaebum realizes how simple she dresses; a cream-colored bell sleeve blouse coupled with a pair of dark blue denims. She glances at the road outside before turning back to the male. "My bus is here. I guess this is goodbye."

"Oh, yeah," Jaebum forces out his voice. For some reason, his throat has gone dry. "Bye. It was nice meeting you," Jaebum says, adding a smile. She waves and he watches as she makes her way out of the store, and into the bus. He never leaves his eyes off the bus until it totally disappears from his sight.

Jaebum slumps back on the seat in the store and sighs. What are the odds of meeting her once again? He doesn't know her name, doesn't know what she's doing now. How can he find her if he wants to? It would be a miracle if he can see her again. Sighing again at his pathetic self, he browses through the photos in his camera. He clicks and freezes. He doesn't remember taking a portrait of himself. He never takes a picture of himself. But in his camera, there is a photo of him, head hung low, eyes on the floor of the convenience store. His hands are half-clasped together, his black fringe settled on his forehead neatly, covering his eyes like a curtain. Jaebum finds himself smiling all alone like a fool.

On the day of the showcase, Jaebum pretty much wanders around the gallery, looking at the works of his batchmates. He blends in the visitors, spotting in a white shirt under a black bomber jacket. His jeans are a little ripped but no skin is exposed. He roams around the exhibition hall, taking his own time to study the other photos on display. He finds himself adoring all of it, for all of them are beautiful in their own way. Jaebum navigates himself around like a lost soul finding his own body. He finds himself back in front of his own work. He stares at it as if he has never seen it before. It's as if it's the first time he sees that captured moment. He realizes with every look at that submitted photograph, the more he loves it. To him, it's much more beautiful than any photo he has taken. The skies can't even compete.

Jaebum hears murmurs in the crowd. One asked, "I wonder who's that." Another has said, "Pretty." Jaebum smiles to himself. He hopes she sees this herself. But how can he expect that? He knows nothing about her. He only knows how she looks like, nothing more. She's just a beautiful stranger he met randomly in a heavy downpour.

"Isn't that you?" Jaebum's ears pick up amidst the bustling crowd. He twirls around so fast, just clinching onto the hope that maybe, she would be here. That maybe, he would see her again. He sees a girl with her hand resting over her mouth in surprise. Jaebum's eyes flick to her side and he feels his heart stop. It's her. He stands frozen, hands limp by his side. The girl shyly laughs and her friend teasingly pokes fun at her.

Jaebum takes in a deep breath, and approaches her. "Hey," he says as calm as possible although his heart is beating wildly against his chest.

"Hi," the girl greets back. Her cheeks are rosy, and Jaebum wonders if it's because she's blushing hard or her make up. Her friend has a knowing grin, nudging her in the elbow a little and without words, leaves the two of them alone.

He's standing right in front of her, and despite his larger build, he feels small in her presence. He wonders if she has some magical powers that she's using to put him in such a manner.

"Nice picture," she starts. "Didn't expect to see you here, actually. You're a film arts student, I assume?"

"Yeah, I am," Jaebum beams. "I hope you didn't mind me using the photo..." Jaebum gestures to his work.

"No, no. It's a masterpiece, actually." She glances at the canvas behind Jaebum, having to crane her neck to see it properly as Jaebum is blocking her view. She adds, "Your photography skills are really great."

"Thanks," Jaebum smiles shyly at her praise, a hand goes up to his nape to rub it.

"Since I helped you for your project," she says as she flicks her eyes back to Jaebum, "why not you help me back?" Jaebum meets her in the eye, puzzled. What could he do to help? He's just someone with an interest in photography. What more can he help in? "I'm an aspiring journalist, you see. I need to hold an interview with a person of my choice for my assignment. If you don't mind, will you be my interviewee?"

Jaebum blinks, a little lost at what was happening. An interview? Does it mean... he can see her more often now? At this thought, his lips instantly curve upwards and he agrees.

"Great!" she claps her hand together, following with an introductory greeting, as if it is the first time they meet.

"I'm Jaebum. Nice to meet you," Jaebum smiles.

What are the odds of meeting her again? It would be a miracle.

And the miracle happened.

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