#suga x ps reader

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title: people pairing: brother's best friend! yoongi x reader genre: smut | angst | fluff | brother's best friend! yoongi rating: explicit ; m ; you name it...MDNI!!! warnings: will be stated at the beginning of each chapter! summary: "yoongi, answer me this. are people the ones who change, or is it just you?"

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Can I request a Yoongi x Reader where they're exes who had a really messy breakup, but now they have to co-parent their stubborn, genius teenage daughter? Maybe she gets into trouble at school, and they have to put their differences aside to deal with it?

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Ahh, thank you for your Request it was so cool and I hope the story is what you wanted. I feel like the Reader is coming a bit short but I guess it's gonna be fine...?! At least I hope so.

Have fun reading and feel free to reach out if there's something else I can do for you. 💜💜

PS.: I get the feeling this blog has turned into a Yoongi-as-a-Father Sanctuary but no complains, I kinda like it.

I was thinking- why not make parent headcanons for all BTS members?

REQUEST NAME:

FAME ≠ LOVE

↳ Yoongi x ExReader | Family | Angst, Drama, (Slow Burn)

Rating: G

Word Count: ~ 4k

Genre: Drama, BTS AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow-Burn Family Reconciliation, Slice of Life

Warnings: Heavy themes of parental neglect, emotional estrangement, and unresolved trauma, Strong language (profanity), Mentions of emotional distress (implied anxiety, abandonment issues), Mentions of media intrusion & exploitation, Family conflict and arguments, Mild violence (Yoongi shoving a reporter), Discussions of corporate politics & fame pressures, Slow burn co-parenting reconciliation (not romance-focused)

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Ex-Wife!Reader

Featuring: Min Jihyun (OC, daughter of Yoongi & Reader), Min Yoongi (Suga) as a flawed but fiercely protective father. Reader as a high-ranking HYBE executive struggling to balance career and motherhood. Themes of healing, forgiveness, and the messy reality of co-parenting. HYBE Staff, Media, various reporters, and minor original characters,

“Fire doesn’t care who it burns, the hand that strikes the match, or the ones who built the kindling. But ash is where new things grow.”

Your Phone, 10:03 AM:

Unknown Number: “Ms.Y L/N, this is Principal Kwon. Your daughter has vandalized school property. We need you here immediately.”

Your Response: “I’ll be there in twenty.”

Next Call:

Yoongi. Three rings. Voice clipped. “What?”

“Jihyun’s in trouble. Meet me at Seoul Arts Academy.”

“I’m in the studio...”

“Be a parent for once.” Click.

The fluorescent lights of the principal’s office hummed like a trapped wasp. You sat ramrod straight, Yoongi slouched beside you, his black mask pulled low. Jihyun, your daughter, leaned against the wall, arms crossed, her hoodie sleeves streaked with neon spray paint. The air reeked of disinfectant and regret.

Principal Kwon slid a tablet across the desk. Onscreen, the school’s gym wall blazed with Jihyun’s mural; HYBE’s logo melting into a skeletal hand clutching won bills, tagged with “FAME ≠ LOVE” in jagged cursive.

“Care to explain?” the principal asked.

Jihyun smirked. “They said my midterm essay on capitalist exploitation in K-pop was ‘inflammatory.’ So I gave them something to really cry about.”

Yoongi’s boot tapped faster. “How much?”

“Fourteen million won,” Principal Kwon said.

“Done,” Yoongi said, reaching for his phone.

You slammed your palm on the invoice. “She doesn’t get to buy her way out.”

“Like you’ve got time to parent her through community service,” he scoffed. "Weren’t you in Berlin last week?”

“At least I’m not teaching her money solves everything!”

“And what are you teaching her? How to ghost her family for a merger?”

The principal cleared his throat. “There’s… also this.” He slid over Seoul Fame Daily, the headline screaming:

“SUGA & HYBE VP’S TEEN TERROR: Inside the Dysfunctional Family Behind the Fame”

“…Min Yoongi (33) and HYBE VP [Your Name] (34), long praised for shielding their daughter from the spotlight, now face scrutiny as 14-year-old Jihyun’s vandalism scandal goes viral. Insiders claim the girl’s ‘rebellion’ stems from years of neglect: ‘They’re never around. That kid’s been raising herself…’”

Yoongi stood, chair screeching. “We’re done.”

“Sit. Down,” you hissed. “This isn’t a studio session.”

“Funny,” he said, voice glacial. “You’re the one who walked out first.”

Flashback: Two Years Earlier

Your heels clicked furiously down the hallway of HYBE’s headquarters, Jihyun trailing behind, her small hand gripping her backpack straps. She’d begged you to attend her middle school art show, but a last-minute investor call had run late. Again.

“Mom, it’s starting in ten minutes...”

“I know, Jihyun. Just wait here.”

You disappeared into the boardroom. When you emerged an hour later, she was gone. Security found her in the lobby, sketching angrily on the walls with permanent marker. The caption: “BUSY PARENTS NEEDED. APPLY WITH TIME.”

Yoongi arrived hours later, smelling of airport and exhaustion. “Why didn’t you call me?”

“Would you have answered?”

Yoongi’s eyes locked onto yours, the memory hanging between you. "You walked out,” he repeated, quieter now. “But I let you. Let her.”

Jihyun barked a laugh. “Wow. Teamwork.”

The principal’s intercom buzzed. “Sir, the press is here.”

Outside, cameras flashed like lightning through the blinds. Jihyun yanked her hoodie over her head. “Happy now? Now everyone’s watching it!"

“Chaos is just truth with the volume turned up. And right now, the world is screaming.”

The school’s front gates were a warzone.

Cameras flashed like strobe lights, reporters shouting over each other: “Suga-ssi! Is it true your daughter’s expelled?” ,“Ms. Y L/N! Will HYBE issue a statement?”

Jihyun hunched between you and Yoongi, her hoodie pulled taut over her face. You gripped her shoulder, but she shook you off. “Don’t.”

A reporter lunged, yanking her hood down. “Jihyun! Why’d you do it? Daddy issues?”

Yoongi moved faster than you’d ever seen. He shoved the man back, snarling, “Touch her again and I’ll sue you into oblivion.” His voice carried the same venom as his Daechwita verses, raw and unbridled.

Your Phone buzzed:

[HYBE Assistant]: The board is panicking. They want a statement by 5 PM. Draft attached.

You glanced at the draft: “HYBE regrets the incident and is committed to addressing systemic pressures on celebrity families...”

Bullshit.

Jihyun stumbled, and Yoongi caught her arm. “Car’s this way,” he muttered, steering her through the swarm. You followed, heels sinking into wet grass, your mind racing with damage control.

Flashback: Six Months Earlier

Jihyun’s art show, her first after you became HYBE’S new VP. You’d promised to attend, but a last-minute call from the HYBE board trapped you in the office until midnight. When you finally arrived, the gallery was dark, her painting of a lone astronaut tagged with a sticky note: “SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER.”

Yoongi found you in the parking lot, Jihyun’s tears smudging his shirt. “She left this for you,” he said, handing you a sketch: a family portrait, your faces scratched out with charcoal.

Yoongi shoved Jihyun into his black SUV, slamming the door. You moved to follow, but he blocked you. “You’re taking the company car.”

“She needs both of us...”

“She needs one parent who isn’t a PR robot right now.”

Jihyun rolled down the window. “Mom’s right. Let her in."

Yoongi’s jaw tightened, but he stepped aside.

The drive was silent except for the paparazzi bikes tailing you. Jihyun stared at her phone, scrolling through headlines:

[@ArtRiot]:“HYBE’s gym mural is the protest art we need. Free Jihyun!”

[@KpopTea]:“She’s just like her dad, iconically petty.HYBE’s gonna sue her into next year 💀”

She snorted. “Now you both have to pay attention. Congrats.”

Yoongi met your eyes in the rearview mirror. For a heartbeat, it was 10 years ago, exhausted new parents, arguing over who’d take the night shift with a colicky baby.

“We’ll fix this." he said, to both of you.

Jihyun laughed, brittle. “Can’t fix what you broke.”

“The truth doesn’t heal. It tears. But in the wreckage, we rebuild.”

The therapist’s office smelled like lavender and lies.

Jihyun sat between you and Yoongi, her combat boots propped on the coffee table, scribbling “FAME ≠ LOVE” in the margins of a parenting pamphlet. The court had mandated these sessions after the school pressed charges, and now you were trapped in a room with a woman named Dr. Lee, who smiled like she’d never met a problem she couldn’t yoga-breathe away.

“Let’s start with why we’re here,” Dr. Lee said.

“Bad press,” Yoongi muttered, slouching deeper into the couch.

“Expulsion," you corrected.

“You,” Jihyun said, glaring at both of you.

Dr. Lee’s pen hovered. “Jihyun, do you feel unseen?”

She snorted. “My mom would have rather missed my birth because of a board meeting. And Dad sent a plush toy from tour for my first birthday. So yeah, unseen works.”

Yoongi flinched. “That’s not...”

“True?” Jihyun pulled out her phone, scrolling to a photo of her nursery, empty except for a stuffed bear wearing a SUGA headset. “Here’s Exhibit A.”

Flashback: Fifteen Years Earlier

Your heels echoed through the hospital hallway, contractions ripping through you as your assistant rushed to keep up. “The merger documents, they need your signature by noon...”

“Not now..."

You collapsed against a wall, gasping. Yoongi’s voicemail played for the fifth time: “In the studio. Leave a message.”

When Jihyun was born, he was in Tokyo, filming a MV.

Dr. Lee turned to Yoongi. “Why do you think Jihyun acts out?”

He stared at his hands, knuckles white. “I didn’t know how to be a dad. Still don’t.”

“Bullshit,” Jihyun said. “You knew how to write lullabies for strangers. Just not me.”

You stiffened. “That’s not fair.”

“Fair?” She laughed. “Mom’s married to her job. You’re married to ARMY. Where does that leave me? The bastard genius?”

The word hung like a grenade.

“Don’t call yourself that,” Yoongi said, voice low.

“Why? It’s what they call me.” She tossed Seoul Fame Daily onto the table. The headline:

“HYBE HEIRESS OR HOT MESS? Inside the Lonely Life of Suga’s ‘Genius’ Daughter”

“…Jihyun’s IQ (a staggering 148) and her ‘delinquent’ behavior have become a national debate. ‘She’s a product of neglect,’ says child psychologist Dr. Park. ‘Celebrity kids often act out to fill the void…’”

You reached for her, but she jerked away. “Don’t. You don’t get to parent me now.”

Dr. Lee leaned forward. “Y/N why did you leave Yoongi?”

The air thinned. Yoongi’s knee brushed yours, a ghost of the past.

“I left because I couldn’t compete,” you whispered. “With ARMY. With his music. With the world that needed him more than we did.”

Yoongi’s jaw tightened. “You didn’t even try.”

“You didn’t fight!”

Jihyun stood, knocking over her chair. “You’re both pathetic. You’d rather fight each other than fight for me.”

She stormed out, slamming the door. The framed degrees on Dr. Lee’s wall rattled.

Yoongi stood to follow, but you grabbed his wrist. “Let her go. She needs space.”

“Like you did?” He yanked free. “I’m done giving space.”

Ten Minutes later you were back on your work phone:

[HYBE Assistant]: The board wants you to issue a formal apology. Drafting options.

[YOU]: Tell them to draft a resignation letter instead.

“Art is the echo of everything we’re too afraid to say. And some artists are screaming.”

Yoongi’s penthouse smelled of fresh paint and regret.

You stood in the doorway of Jihyun’s old room, now a makeshift studio. Canvases leaned against the walls, each one a riot of color and rage: HYBE’s logo skewered by swords, ARMY bombs morphing into grenades, a faceless family holding hands made of dollar bills.

Yoongi crouched beside her, scowling at the neon splatter on his hardwood floors. “You got talent, kid. But stop doing it inside the house.”

Jihyun didn’t look up from her spray can. “Your studio’s soundproof. Can’t hear me anyway.”

He snatched the can. “Try the balcony.”

“Control freak,” she muttered, but a ghost of a smile tugged her lips.

Your Phone buzzed:

[HYBE Assistant]: Need you to approve the Q3 budget. Urgent.

You swiped the notification away, eyes catching on a sketchbook peeking from Jihyun’s half-open backpack. The first page stopped your breath:

“FAME ≠ LOVE – MURAL DRAFT #12”

Skeletal hands cradling a child made of newspaper clippings. Headlines like “HYBE’s Heiress” and “Suga’s Shadow” papered her skin.

Beneath it, a URL: www.artivist_ji.com

Flashback: Five Years Earlier

HYBE’s annual Family Day. Jihyun, age 10, clutched her crayon drawing of the three of you as superheroes. “Look, Mom! I drew you as Wonder Woman!"

You knelt, phone buzzing with a CFO’s call. “It’s beautiful, baby. Show Dad, okay?”

Yoongi was across the room, surrounded by staff. Jihyun approached, but a publicist intercepted her. “Not now, sweetie. Appa’s busy.”

You found the drawing later in the trash, scribbled over with red pen: “NOT ENOUGH.”

You typed the URL with trembling hands.

@Artivist_Ji – 50.2K followers

Bio: “Art is my middle finger to the universe. #FameIsOverrated”

The posts gutted you:

- A time-lapse of her gym mural

- Sketches of Yoongi at the piano, his back turned

- A self-portrait titled “Invisible Girl”, her face erased, replaced by tabloid headlines

The latest post stopped your heart:

“FAME ≠ LOVE – FINAL SKETCH”

Comments:

“Queen of dragging HYBE 👑”

“Is that Suga’s kid?! OMG THE TALENT.”

You closed the tab, guilt sour on your tongue.

Yoongi’s Studio, Midnight

You found him hunched over Jihyun’s mural draft, red pen in hand.

“Don’t,” you said. “It’s hers.”

“I’m fixing the composition,” he muttered. “The perspective’s off here...”

“You’re critiquing it?”

“She’s better than both of us,” he said quietly. “But she’ll never admit it.”

You picked up a sketch of yourself, sharp-suited, eyes glued to a phone, a speech bubble: “Legacy pending.”

“We failed her,” you whispered.

Yoongi’s pen stilled. “We still have time.

“When the world tries to define you, sometimes you have to redefine the world.”

The internet exploded at 9:17 PM.

Jihyun’s tweet went live with a single image: her mural, HYBE’s logo burning under the tagline “FAME ≠ LOVE.” The caption:

[@MinJihyun_Official]:

new bio: artist. anarchist. NOT your oppa’s kid.

Within minutes, the hashtag #FameIsOverrated trended worldwide.

[@SUGAstan95]:

“She’s just seeking attention. Suga would never raise a kid like this.”

[@ArtRiot]:

“This is the protest art we need. HYBE’s exploitation of artists is finally being called out. #FreeJihyun"

[@KPOP_NEWS_24]:

“Suga’s daughter goes rogue! HYBE stock drops another 3%. Full story ⬇️”

Your Phone buzzed:

[HYBE Assistant]: The board is demanding a press conference. They want you to disavow her actions.

You stared at the tweet, your thumb hovering over the like button.

Yoongi’s Studio, 10:03 PM

You found him scrolling through Jihyun’s replies, his face unreadable.

“You’re not going to say anything?” you asked.

“She doesn’t want me to,” he said, setting his phone down. “But I liked it.”

You blinked. “What?”

He showed you his Instagram, a single like on Jihyun’s post.

“Subtle,” you said dryly.

“She’ll see it," he said. “That’s enough.”

You opened your laptop, drafting a statement:

“HYBE supports artistic expression and acknowledges the systemic pressures faced by celebrity families. We are committed to fostering a healthier environment for all.”

Yoongi read over your shoulder. “Corporate bullshit.”

“It’s damage control.”

“She’s not a PR crisis,” he said, voice sharp. “She’s your daughter.”

You deleted the draft.

[YOU]: Jihyun, we need to talk.

[JIHYUN]: About what? Your next press release?

“Sometimes, the loudest cries for help are whispered under bridges, where no one thinks to look.”

The text came at 11:42 PM:

[HYBE Assistant]: The board released a statement without you. It’s… not great.

You opened the link, dread pooling in your stomach.

HYBE Official Statement:

“HYBE deeply regrets the actions of Min Jihyun and reaffirms its commitment to upholding the values of respect and responsibility. We are working closely with her family to address this matter."

The comments were brutal:

“HYBE throwing their own kid under the bus? Cold.”

“Suga’s daughter deserves better than this."

Your phone buzzed again:

[YOONGI]:She’s gone.

Han River, 12:15 AM

Yoongi found her under the Mapo Bridge, her hoodie pulled tight against the cold. The glow of her phone illuminated her face as she scrolled through the HYBE statement, her jaw clenched.

“You wanna be seen?” he said, crouching beside her. “Then stop hiding.”

She didn’t look up. “They don’t see me. They see you.”

“I see you,” he said, voice rough. “Always have.”

She scoffed, sketching furiously in her notebook. “Yeah? Then where were you when I needed you?"

Your Arrival, 12:30 AM

You stumbled down the embankment, heels sinking into the mud. “Jihyun..."

She turned, her eyes glinting with anger. “Here to give another statement?”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, tears spilling over. “I’m sorry I made you feel invisible.”

She stared at you, her defiance wavering. “You weren’t there. Either of you.”

Yoongi reached for her, but she flinched. “Don’t. You don’t get to fix this with a hug.”

You knelt beside her, the river’s reflection rippling like shattered glass. “We can’t change the past. But we can try to be better. For you.”

Her voice cracked. “I just wanted you."

Flashback: Eight Years Earlier

Jihyun’s first school play. You’d promised to attend, but a last-minute investor call kept you late. When you arrived, the auditorium was empty, her teacher holding a crumpled program: “She cried when you didn’t show.”

Yoongi pulled Jihyun into a hug, his voice muffled against her hair. “We’re here now. That’s all that matters.”

You joined them, the three of you tangled under the bridge’s shadow.

The HYBE press room was a battlefield.

Rows of reporters packed the hall, their bodies pressed together like a restless tide, cameras flashing like artillery fire in the relentless storm of media scrutiny. The air was thick with the hum of whispered speculation, punctuated by the sharp staccato of shouted questions. Heat from the overhead lights made the room stifling, the metallic scent of equipment mixing with the tension radiating from every person present.

You stood at the podium, heart pounding beneath your ribs, the weight of expectation pressing against your shoulders. Yoongi was beside you, his presence an anchor amidst the chaos, but you could see the tightness in his jaw, the way his fingers curled slightly against the podium's surface. He was furious, barely keeping himself in check.

In your hand, the CEO’s prepared statement felt like ice–cold, impersonal, a lifeless collection of words meant to protect the company, not your daughter.

“Ms. Y L/N! Will HYBE take legal action against your daughter?”

“Suga! Do you regret prioritizing your career over your family?”

The words came like daggers, cutting deep, aiming for the most vulnerable places. Your grip tightened. The flashes of cameras were blinding, turning the scene into a disorienting blur of faces and accusations. The words on the page blurred in your vision, meaningless against the anger simmering in your chest.

You exhaled, forcing steel into your spine. The paper crumpled in your fist.

“We’re here to address the recent incident involving Min Jihyun,” you began, voice steady despite the storm raging inside you. The noise in the room shifted, anticipation sharpening the air like a knife.

Flashback: Two Days Earlier

The CEO’s office was a cavern of glass and steel, the city sprawling beneath it like a world distant and indifferent to the turmoil inside. The air-conditioning hummed, a deceptive calm against the fire brewing in Yoongi’s stance.

The CEO’s voice was icy. “This is a PR disaster. Either you disavow her actions, or we’ll do it for you.”

Yoongi didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward, slow, deliberate, kinda lethal. His voice, when it came, was quiet, edged with the kind of fury that could bring entire empires crumbling.

“Touch her, and I’ll burn this company to the ground.”

A beat of silence. The tension stretched, thick and suffocating, before the CEO’s eyes flickered with something that almost resembled fear.

Yoongi never bluffed.

The statement slipped from your fingers, falling to the floor like dead weight. Gasps rippled through the press like an electric current.

“Our daughter is not a scandal,” you said, voice slicing clean through the cacophony. “She’s a person. A brilliant, passionate, hurting person. And if anyone here thinks they have the right to reduce her to a headline, you’re wrong.”

Silence. Heavy. Unyielding.

Yoongi stepped forward, gripping the mic, his presence commanding, unwavering. The spotlight glinted off his eyes, dark and unwavering as he surveyed the sea of reporters.

“Next reporter who calls her ‘bastard’ gets a lawsuit and a free album.”

A ripple of uneasy laughter broke through, but the weight of his words lingered, pressing down like an unspoken threat.

He scanned the room, his voice calm but carrying the unmistakable force of a man who would go to war for his child. “She’s my daughter. And if you come for her, you come for me.”

Backstage

Jihyun stood in the shadows, arms crossed, lips twitching as she watched the scene unfold. The fire in her eyes dimmed just a fraction, something soft slipping into the cracks of her armor.

Yoongi’s words echoed in her mind, wrapping around something fragile inside her.

She huffed out a quiet breath, barely above a whisper.

“They’re not so bad.”

Epilogue: The Gallery & New Beginnings

Under the soft glow of gallery lights in a renovated Seoul warehouse, Jihyun’s mural dominated the room, a sprawling, defiant canvas titled “How to Survive Famous Parents.” Bold strokes of rebellion and tenderness intertwined: shattered family portraits, corporate logos dismantled by furious color, and symbols of both pain and hope. The atmosphere was hushed yet electric, as art lovers and curious onlookers clustered around the piece, whispering in awe.

In one quiet corner, Yoongi stood, his gaze fixed on the mural as if deciphering every secret message it held. He pulled out his phone and, after a long, reflective pause, murmured to a friend nearby,

“It’s going in my studio. To remind me not to fuck up again.”

A ripple of understanding passed through the crowd. Later, his phone buzzed, a text message from you. The invitation was simple yet significant:

“Coffee tomorrow? I’ll bring cake.”

Across the room, you lingered by a stark white wall, watching the celebration of your daughter’s truth unfold. In the flickering light, you felt the weight of past mistakes lift ever so slightly. You’d spent years tethered to board meetings and corporate crises, but tonight the gallery was a testament that art; raw and unfiltered; could be a pathway to healing.

After the show had ended and the last of the guests trickled away, you found Yoongi waiting in a quiet alcove near the exit. The tension that had once divided you softened into something resembling understanding. There, under the muted glow of emergency exit signs and the fading echoes of applause, you both paused, no longer bound by old resentments.

“You know,” you began quietly, “we can’t change everything overnight. But maybe we can start small, like family breakfasts or dinners. A time for all of us to just… be together.”

Yoongi exhaled slowly, his eyes revealing both regret and resolve. “I’ve been a stubborn fool,” he admitted. “For too long, we let work and pride get in the way of what matters most.”

You offered a tentative smile. “I promise I’ll work less. I can’t keep missing the moments that count. Let’s set a weekly breakfast, just the three of us. No boardroom, no cameras, no headlines.”

He nodded, and in that moment, the unspoken promise between you was palpable. The scars of the past were still there, but there was a chance; small, fragile, and beautiful; to rebuild something real for Jihyun.

A week later, in the quiet hum of your HYBE office, you took a decisive step. With a deep breath, you submitted your vacation request. It wasn’t a resignation from duty, it was a commitment to reclaim a piece of your life long neglected. You knew that for the first time in over a decade, you, Yoongi, and Jihyun would embark on a family vacation together. Not as lovers rekindling a lost romance, but as co-parents determined to create a haven away from the relentless glare of fame and corporate demands.

That evening, over a simple dinner at a small, warmly lit bistro, you all sat together, awkward at first, but gradually the shared laughter and gentle conversation wove a new tapestry of togetherness. Jihyun teased, “Don’t think I’m going to let you two make it too easy. I expect full participation in family fun.” Yoongi chuckled, and you reached across the table, meeting his gaze with sincere understanding.

In that humble moment, as the clink of cutlery and soft music filled the background, the promise of a vacation shimmered like a distant sunrise, a first step toward healing. Though your paths had diverged in the past, you were learning that survival wasn’t about perfection. It was about trying again, together, even if the wounds ran deep.

And as the night drew to a close, the gallery lights and city buzz fading into memory, you all looked ahead. There was art still to be made, truths still to be spoken, and a fragile family ready to rebuild, one shared breakfast, one small vacation at a time.

[whitefoxgirl]

🦊Culture Shock🐰 A Jungkook Series - Episode 5: Television/Shows (Ft. Yoongi) (+ mini scenario)

Summary: Jungkook starts a podcast with his best friend who is a foreigner to discuss different topics they were shocked culturally about.

Author's Note: Hello my beautiful readers! I GOT A JOB! WOOOOOO!!! I manifested this!

Author's Note PS: If you'd like to be tagged, interact with this. I am tagging people who reblog, but if you wish to be tagged comment or simply reblog and I will add you! If you see your name in red, I was unable to tag you for some reason, so for that I do apologize.

Pairing: Jungkook x BFF!Reader (not dating, just two best friends)

Fandom: BTS

Warnings: Mentions of sex, cringy, full of crack moments.

Genre: Fluff, crack.

Word Count: 5.3k

Taglist: @7ndipity; @yoongimentita7; @ancoraesisto; @lovemeforeternity; @hrtss4jk; @ellelabelle; @fullpaperperfection; @minpdrecs; @chaconnelatte; @myemmap; @4ev3rdarkarti5t; @hushbabesblog; @drop-dead-yulisa; @bubbletae-1e; @alylista; @jarenpolitovari

🡸 Previous episode

[PODCAST INTRO/THEME]

🦊: *bumps into the mic* Oop! *in between chuckles* Sorry guys!~

Jungkook: Get it together!

🦊: Oh my god~ HEY, King!

Jungkook: Hello peasant.

Yoongi: *snickers*

🦊: O- You know what? That's mean~

Jungkook: *trying not to laugh* Okay

🦊: He's just pouty because he lost in a 1-v-1 on Splatoon against me. Jungkook: It's a stupid game~ Why is it in third person?~ And, why can you see my snipper laser?

🦊: Just get over it!~

Jungkook: Okay!~ Fine! *long pause* For our listeners~

🦊: Exactly. For our listeners~

Jungkook: Before we begin, we do have a millennial in our sights.

🦊: *snickers*

Jungkook: *in between chuckles* This is our second guest! Min Yoongi!~

🦊: *claps their hands*

Yoongi: Hello everyone! I'm Suga from BTS.

Jungkook: Hyung, don't be so formal~ Our listeners don't care.

🦊: Legit, they like that we're relatable.

Yoongi: Okay, okay

🦊: Just like Suchwita.

Yoongi: Without the alcohol.

Jungkook: *gasps* Should we?!~

🦊: *gasps* Daehyun?

*long pause* *muffled voice*

🦊: *gasps* Okay! I'll get it! *in a distant voice* Whiskey?

Yoongi: Yes, please

Jungkook: Get us a beer, please!~

[Spongebob Narrator: Five minutes later]

🦊: We all have our alcohol!~

Yoongi: Thank you, Y/N.

Jungkook: Thank you!

🦊: I would just like to say, we saw Barbie~

Jungkook: We saw Barbie.

Yoongi: Oh! I haven't seen it.

🦊: *gasps* Oh my god~ You know, it's okay. I'll take you.

Jungkook: Y/N cried!

Yoongi: Really?~ Why?

Both: Well-

🦊: Okay! First off, I did NOT expect that Billie Eilish song to hit me so hard!

Jungkook: And not to give spoilers but, it was everything good.

🦊: It's a TRUE feminist icon. It's not misandry, which is what basically every publication is saying it is-

Jungkook: Oh! Absolutely not.

🦊: And it's not misogyny. It's true feminism. Wh-

Jungkook: Without spoiling anything, it had all three-

🦊: Yeah!

Jungkook: It had misandry, misogyny, AND feminism. And it showed how both misandry and misogyny can just be downright ugly and hurtful for the people who are being disliked, and prejudiced while feminism is genuinely something we should all aspire to do.

Yoongi: Oh! I'll give it a shot.

🦊: I saw that in East Asia, a lot of women are taking their partners, especially their cis-male partners, to see Barbie. And basically, they're testing how much of a green flag they are depending on how they feel before the movie, how long they last during the movie and what is their thoughts after the movie.

Jungkook: Oh! Wait, am I a green flag?

🦊: *long pause* Well-

Jungkook: *in between laughs* WHY'RE YOU THINKING ABOUT IT?!

Yoongi: *laughs*

🦊: *in between laughs* Okay! You're the type of green that is making its way toward yellow, but it's not completely yellow.

Jungkook: Okay, at least I'm not completely yellow or orange OR RED!

Yoongi: Be grateful.

🦊: Exa- Thank you, Yoongi!~

Jungkook: Definitely watch it, hyung.

Yoongi: Would you have watched it if Y/N hadn't taken you to the movies?

Jungkook: *silence*

*Yoongi and 🦊 laugh loudly*

Jungkook: Okay! Okay! I would have, but I would not have dressed up!

🦊: I was SO surprised we were the only ones dressed up!

Jungkook: Obviously, I was Ken!

🦊: I dressed up as Barbie!

Yoongi: Y/N when we go, do you wanna dress up too?

🦊: *gasps* Really?!

Yoongi: Yeah, I'll be K-

🦊: No~ Be Allan~ Because you're one of a kind~

Jungkook: *gasps* OH! Okay RIZZGOD!

Yoongi: *snickers then laughs*

Jungkook: You trying to rizz up Yoongi-hyung?

🦊: No~ *long pause* Okay, yeah~

*All laugh*

🦊: Before we begin! I would just like to say that this topic was thought up by Jungkook.

Yoongi: I would have liked to participate in the music one.

🦊: Oh! We can have your opinion on that!

Yoongi: *long pause* Well, I would but honestly Jungkook basically said what I thought about reggaetón.

🦊: Fair enough. I know you have some... *chuckles* Opinions on dembow and phonk.

Yoongi: *chuckles* They're just not for me, but you and Jungkook look like you have fun while dancing to it.

Jungkook: And not like... perreando!

🦊: OH! HE ROLLED HIS R'S!~

Jungkook: Rrrrr~ *laughs* We just goof around.

🦊: We meme dance.

Yoongi: *chuckles*

🦊: Like... You know how there's the stereotype that white people can't dance? We dance like that stereotype.

Jungkook: Just for fun. Not to make fun of anyone.

🦊: Mmno

Yoongi: They look cute together.

Jungkook: We're not dating.

🦊: So, in this episode we're gonna talk about television shows.

Jungkook: Y/N wanted to bring Yoongi on because he's about to head to th-

🦊: Oh my god! Please don't remind me!

Yoongi: *snickers then laughs*

Jungkook: Y/N is really close to all seven of us, but they're especially close to Hobi-hyung, Yoongi-hyung, and me. And since Hobi-hyung is already there~

🦊: I'm suffering...

Jungkook: They have- Okay, they have not taken it well!

Yoongi: Really?

🦊: Yeah... I think that's why in the last episode I cried. You told us- Or, rather, told your close friends when you were leaving, and it was no joke, the day before we decided to record.

Yoongi: Oh!~ I'm sorry!

🦊: I really tried to hold it in, but like thinking about Hobi already being there, and you leaving, just made me think, you know-

Yoongi: It's inevitable...

🦊: Yeah... Jungkook is gonna leave too, and that made me really sad because Hobi and you are my close friends, and that hurts. And I have cried. But Jungkook is my BEST friend... So...

Jungkook: But it's not like you're NOT gonna see us for a year and a half. We saw Hobi-hyung and Jin-hyung!

🦊: Oh my god, I hugged Hobi SO HARD! You guys have no idea. I lowkey cried too.

Jungkook: Both of them had tears in their eyes.

Yoongi: It was so beautiful to see.

🦊: *singing* When did it end?~ All the enjoyment?~

Jungkook: *singing* I'm sad again!~

Both: *singing* Don't tell my boyfriend~

Jungkook: *singing* It's not what he's made for~

Yoongi: *chuckles*

Jungkook: Going back to it.

Yoongi: Mhm.

Jungkook: Y/N wanted you here to get a perspective of shows you watched as a kid since when you were in first grade, we were both just about to be born.

🦊: *snickers*

Yoongi: *hums* Interesting.

🦊: Which, okay, let's be honest. You at the age of 12 were already a professional producer, so...-

Jungkook: Ballin' with a dollar in his pocket.

Yoongi: I was making money but it wasn't like-

🦊: A lot.

Yoongi: Exactly.

Jungkook: Funny how we brought a guest who didn't watch-

Yoongi: *laughs*

Jungkook: *in between chuckles* A lot of television as a kid.

🦊: But he wasn't ostracized, right?

Yoongi: *in between chuckles* No~ no... I did see it here and there, I just didn't dedicate my time to it since I was focused on music.

🦊: We love an ambitious person.

Jungkook: I didn't watch a lot of television either, but, Y/N introduced me to a lot of shows.

🦊: And he doesn't have time for a lot of them but-

Jungkook: The ones that I really like, I invest A LOT of time. I poop with my phone on my lap-

*Yoongi and 🦊 laugh*

Jungkook: *in between laughs* Everywhere! I try not to lose sleep, but when I'm invested. I am in. ves. ted!

🦊: I remember when I was obsessed with "House of Dragons" and I wanted to gatekeep it from Kookie because~

Jungkook: Wh-!

🦊: BECAUSE! It's such like... Okay, it's the prequel to "Game of Thrones" and the television series is over, but the BOOK series is not over! So I didn't want you to get invested so that afterward you get disappointed!

Jungkook: I didn't know that the "Game of Thrones" ending in the series is not canon!

Yoongi: It's not canon and in the book, Jon is still asleep or in a comma.

🦊: Iconic.

Yoongi: Y/N got me into it because they know that I would get invested but I don't make it my personality, like Jungkook and them.

🦊: Yoongi is an observer~

Jungkook: He is.

🦊: Slytherin energy~

Yoongi: *imitates a snake*

*Jungkook and 🦊 laugh*

🦊: First things first, my first exposure to East Asian shows was anime. And I don't remember which one came first because they all kind of merged together in my head, and it was "Inuyasha", "Naruto", "Pokémon", and "Yu-gi-oh!"

Yoongi: Interesting, because all those shows are from the 90's.

Jungkook: Yeah, when I was born those were already long running.

🦊: Well, I think it's because getting them to the western side, especially to the U.S. and Latin America, took some time.

Yoongi: In Korea, Pokémon first aired in 1999, and I was 6~

🦊: Oh! Puerto Rico, it was also 1999 too

Yoongi: You watched it from the womb?

🦊: *snickers* *in between laughs* Okay! Okay! I remember watching the first episode but I GENIUNELY don't remember how old I was.

Jungkook: I didn't watch ANY western shows as a kid other than Spongebob.

🦊: The icon himself!

Yoongi: Jungkook and Y/N watch Spongebob for fun.

Jungkook: But the first seasons, you know?

🦊: It's the most fun, you can tell when the creator walked away and when it because just not fun.

Jungkook: Mhm.

Yoongi: So, what's your culture shock?

🦊: Oh! Okay! Sorry! Okay, so, I did get exposed to shows, but it was interesting when I grew up I started watching dramas. And with dramas, there's like reality shows and stuff like that.

Yoongi: Right, for promo.

🦊: Exactly. Especially if you wanna be *in between chuckles* Delulu~ And you fall in love with the actor's looks~ And~ *laughs*

*Yoongi and Jungkook laugh*

🦊: Wanna get to know them?~

Yoongi: Right, right.

🦊: One of the things that I picked up on quickly was, the plots were all the same. Poor girl meets asshole rich dude. The rich dude has either a cousin, brother, friend, like someone close to him who is just the nicest person ever and THAT'S the love rival. She still chooses the rich asshole because he changed for her, but then something happens. The most common one is that the mom of the rich asshole finds out and pays her to leave, then one of them has an accident and somehow they make it work and boom. Happily ever after.

Yoongi: That's pretty much the jist of them.

🦊: But, my biggest culture shock is the variety shows.

Jungkook: Really?

🦊: Yeah, I just... Okay. It was- I had a weird feeling, like, I didn't know how to feel.

Jungkook: Why, what happened?

🦊: Okay, so, I remember the first one I watched was Weekly Idol, or Doni and Coni which... EW! They're... I remember when I watched you guys' episode, like the first time you were there and I loved it because I was a child. But watching it as an adult? I was like... Oh my god-

Jungkook: *chuckles* Your ARMY is showing.

🦊: I just! Okay... I just don't understand how someone can harass and be so mean to their guests and get away with it because it's "comedy"... Like... How is saying that Yoongi's song was "shit" comedy?

Jungkook: Ugh...

Yoongi: People have their own opinions, I guess.

🦊: Well, their opinion is WRONG. Like... Side eye. You could have just said it wasn't your taste without saying that it was bad and shit, you know?

Yoongi: I agree.

🦊: But, going back to it, the variety shows took me aback because everything is over-edited.

Jungkook: What do you mean?

🦊: Like... They put colorful subtitles on almost every sentence and these subtitles could be what the person is saying, what the person is doing, or what the editors think the person's inner thoughts are.

Jungkook: Ooooh! I hadn't noticed that. But, it's true~

🦊: And then replaying something shocking multiple times in *in between chuckles* multiple angles

Yoongi: *chuckles* 맞아~

🦊: Which, if you think about it, it's very stimulating and lowkey catering to the deaf community, since closed captions and interpreters are in scarcity on the Western side.

Jungkook: I hadn't really thought about it that way, but it's true~

🦊: That was my biggest culture shock. I got used to it after a while but, you know?

Yoongi: Were you shocked about the games?

🦊: *hums* Okay, so, I was but at the same time I wasn't? I don't know how to explain it.

Jungkook: Says as they're about to explain *chuckles*

🦊: *chuckles* So, I wasn't shocked because variety shows on the Western side also have games, but I was shocked at how queerbait-y the games are.

Yoongi: Like passing a paper member to member with our lips

🦊: It's so obvious fan service, but fan service can be very queerbait-y.

Yoongi: That's true.

🦊: Like, shipping friends with each other is... *groans* Not good~

Jungkook: Yeah.

🦊: But, yeah, I don't have any negative culture shock. Except for me being a Doni and Coni lowkey-highkey hater.

*all laugh*

Yoongi: Y/N introduced me to a lot of 90's shows. And, even though this wraps into the music category, I was shocked at how rock-inspired a lot of shows' intro was.

🦊: Which shows do you have in mind?

Yoongi: "Total Drama Island", "Teen Titans" from the 2000s. "American Dragon: Jake Long", and "Ben 10".

🦊: Okay but the other ones~

Yoongi: We saw "Wizards of Waverly Place", "Hannah Montana", "Sonny with a Chance" and a couple others with real people. And some of those also had inspiration in pop-rock.

🦊: Which is so 2000s if you think about it.

Yoongi: Was pop-rock popular in the 2000s?

🦊: In the western side, ESPECIALLY in the U.S. it was very popular.

Yoongi: I was just listening to hip-hop.

Jungkook: Yes he was~ Hip-hop classes were real.

Yoongi: You loved them

Jungkook: I did!~

🦊: As you can hear, Yoongi truly is an observer.

Jungkook: That was your culture shock?

Yoongi: Yeah!~ I was exposed to U.S. culture fairly young since I really like hip-hop culture.

🦊: What was your culture shock, Galletita?

Jungkook: Mine was... I guess the pipeline?

Yoongi: Pipeline?

🦊: Ooh~

Jungkook: So, Y/N basically explained that there's a pipeline of television, especially if you grew up in the 2000s.

🦊: Yep.

Jungkook: Basically, every kid in the U.S. watched either Disney channel with sitcoms or watched cartoons, but all of them came together to watch the hot new show-

JK and 🦊: "Total Drama Island"!

Jungkook: And basically "Total Drama Island" was-

Yoongi: It was a cartoon reality show.

Jungkook: Exactly. So it didn't take long for a lot of kids to get into real reality shows like "Next", "Cribs", and basically any reality show on MTV.

🦊: The pipeline gets split though. If you continued to watch cartoons, you get into anime. The pipeline goes EVEN DEEPER because if you watched anime, and listened to the openings, you probably got into Vocaloids, which are synthesized voca- I don't know why I'm telling you, yo-

Yoongi: I know about Vocaloids, yeah. I danced with one.

🦊: I. CO. NIC! I was genuinely SO jealous when I found out you were dancing with her. SeeU was SUCH an icon.

Yoongi: *laughs* Really?

🦊: I- Well, I fell in BOTH pipelines, but, I definitely fell more into the anime one.

Yoongi: Right.

🦊: But like, the vocaloid pipeline somehow brings you to the kpop pipeline. Which WEIRDLY the heavy metal rock or even rock music pipeline ALSO brings you to the kpop pipeline.

Yoongi: Interesting.

Jungkook: So, one day Y/N got nostalgic and we kind of watched a show that they were into as a child and I, unknowingly, also followed Y/N's pipeline.

Yoongi: Do we have a pipeline?

Jungkook: *long pause* I guess one of the biggest pipeline is that a lot of men in Korea want to be in either entertainment OR sports just to avoid military duty.

Yoongi: Which is not common, but happens a LOT!

🦊: Did you follow that pipeline?

Yoongi: No, hell no. I wanted to be a producer from a very young age not because I wanted to avoid military duty, but because I genuinely love music.

🦊: You did say it was your first love.

Yoongi: It was.

🦊: *sighs smiling*

Jungkook: If we had a camera recording us, I would look at it as if I was Jim from "The Office"

🦊: *snickers then laughs* Why?~

Jungkook: If you know, you know.

Yoongi: *long pause* I feel like I'm out of the loop for the first time.

🦊: You and I both.

Jungkook: You're ALWAYS out of the loop.

🦊: Okay! If I was out of the loop, how did I find out about the aliens BEFORE you?

Jungkook: Oh god~

Yoongi: What kind of aliens would you like? Ones that can transform like Ben 10? Aliens that look human but have superpowers? Or shapesh-

🦊: SHAPESHIFTING!

*Jungkook and Yoongi laughs*

🦊: You guys DON'T understand! If the aliens could shapeshift, I have a LIST!

Jungkook: *in between laughs* A LIST?!?!

🦊: *in between laughs* I have a list that the alien MUST follow!

Yoongi: Who's on top of the list?

🦊: Okay, right now, Toji Fushiguro~

Yoongi: Mmmm~

🦊: I have a lot of people, mainly anime men, because... I can bag a human.

Jungkook: You can't BAG YOUR CRUSH!

🦊: *gasps*

Yoongi: Jungkook-ah!~ *chuckles* Be nice to Y/N!

🦊: I can bag him, I'm just being respectful.

Yoongi: Exactly... Y/N just respects people's boundaries. Wait... So... Who's on the bottom?

🦊: Sukuna. Ryomen Sukuna. But, not because he's not hot, it's just tha- *muffled giggles*

Yoongi: Oh! They're covering their face!

Jungkook: *groans* Here we go

🦊: He has four arms~

Yoongi: *long pause* Right...

🦊: Two mouths~

Yoongi: *long pause* Okay...

🦊: *long pause* And one of those mouths can move anywhere.

Yoongi: Wait... *snickers* Are you...? *laughs* Are you sayin- I don't even wanna say it!

🦊: I'll say it for you!

Jungkook: *laughs* Stop!

🦊: Please let me say it!

Jungkook: Okay!~

🦊: I want an alien to shapeshift into Ryomen Sukuna because he has four arms, so, he can touch my chest with one hand, guide me with the other hand, stimulate my *clears throats* south with the other hand, and grab the back of my head and pull my hair with the other.

Jungkook: You're forgetting something.

🦊: Oh! Because one of the mouths can move, while he's kissing me, he can lick ANYWHERE he wants with the OTHER tongue~

Yoongi: 세상에!

Jungkook: Tell him about-

🦊: OH MY GOD! Okay... So, he- Okay, he... has two... *long pause*

Yoongi: *gasps* TWO?!

🦊: TWO!

Yoongi: Are they side by side? Up and down?

🦊: We actually DON'T have ANY confirmation. But my headcanon is that they're up and down.

Yoongi: How many balls does he have? Two or four? Are they ALSO up and down or side to side?

🦊: Hmm... I hadn't thought about it.

Yoongi: If it's four, there's more.. um... Milk *giggles*

*Jungkook and 🦊 laughs*

🦊: Yeah... And I wanna be filled by Sukuna.

Jungkook: WHY Sukuna, he's LEGIT EVIL!

🦊: Okay~ He's not EVIL!~ He's just... Umm... He's ju-

Jungkook: *deadpan* Y/N, his first lines were "Where are the people? The women? What a wonderful era to be in. Women and children are crawling everywhere like maggots. It's marvelous. It'll be a massacre."

🦊: I can fix him.

Yoongi: *laughs* Can you?!

🦊: I can!~

Jungkook: I mean-

🦊: Well, I-

Yoongi: I have no doubt about that.

🦊: *silent*

Jungkook: I'm looking at the invisible camera.

🦊: Guys?

Yoongi: Hmm?

🦊: Let's pause for a minute. I need to use the bathroom. *muffled movement sounds*

Jungkook: They have a small bladder when it comes to alcohol *chuckles*

🦊: *in a distant voice* You can edit it out, right Dae?

*muffled voice*

🦊: Purr, be right back.

[silence]

Jungkook: *whispering* Are you gonna do it today?

Yoongi: I don't see a point...

Jungkook: Why?~

Yoongi: Well... They JUST called me their "close friend" just now, and I'm about to leave for the mi-

Jungkook: *scoffs* Okay. YOU get to go home because you're going to go to a government office because of your shoulder

Yoongi: Yeah, but I can't do an-

Jungkook: Hyung... Why can't you trust me? I'm their best friend! I know better!

Yoongi: *sighs* *mumbles* You don't get it...

Jungkook: *sighs* *long pause* I'll leave the episode early, so you can close with them. They listen to the podcast, so, if you don't do anything, I'll post it unedited.

Yoongi: Why would y-

Jungkook: Because I know you, and I know them... You two need a little push and this is it.

Yoongi: *gulps* *sighs softly* fine...

🦊: *from a distance* I'm back!~ Sorry I took so long *giggles*

🦊: What else is there to talk about?

Jungkook: How was your first time at HYBE?

🦊: Oh! It was awesome! I was so happy I get to teach the trainees~ Though I wouldn't have minded if I got you!

Yoongi: It would have been fun for you to teach me Spanish...

🦊: Right?! But, I don't need a job to teach you! We're friends, right?

Yoongi: *hums agreeing*

Jungkook: Plus, he's just learning to impress you!

🦊: *scoffs then giggles* Stop! He already impresses me with his music. 28 is my ANTHEM!

Jungkook: You switch the lyrics to Spanish!

🦊: It's fun!~ *singing* Me 'stoy volviendo un adulto~ No me acueLdo 'e na'~ Mis sueños y ambiciones donde estan? Estan lejanas~ Ya no veo ni donde esta la meta!~

Yoongi: *chuckles* 재밌네~

🦊: 그죠~ Jungkook doesn't like it when I do it, but it's SO fun~

Jungkook: Guys... Do the closing without me, I have to go somewhere.

🦊: Wha~ *pouty* But your schedule is free! I got it right here...

Jungkook: It's something with Bam... I'm sorry! It's an emergency!

🦊: OH MY GOD! GO GO! Take care of my nephew! HURRY!

Jungkook: *muffles movements* *in a slightly distant voice* *chuckles* I will! *long pause* Hyung...

Yoongi: 어... 할게...

🦊: 뭐가 할거예요?

Jungkook: Don't worry about it.

🦊: Well! Kookie had an emergency! But Yoongi and I can finish up, right?

Yoongi: Yeah. Thank you for having me here today.

🦊: Thank you for being here!

Yoongi: *gulps* What if I came back to the podcast, would that be okay?

🦊: Oh! That'll be so dope! I'd love to hear your opinion on more things.

Yoongi: I'm an avid listener, so, it's gonna be weird listening to today's podcast once it goes live.

🦊: You'll love it. Daehyun does aMAZING editing.

Yoongi: *long pause* You never reveal your crush, do you?

🦊: *in between chuckles* No... I just- *long pause* *mumbles shyly* I know he listens, his friends have told me...

Yoongi: *hums*... *long pause* Do I know him?

🦊: Mmmm... Maybe!~ *chuckles*

Yoongi: *hums*

🦊: *in between chuckles* Why are you staring at me?

Yoongi: I just noticed how long your lashes are...

🦊: What?~ That was so sudden!

Yoongi: Well... *chuckles* I don't know, it's- I find it kinda cute..

🦊: W-WELP! That's all the time we have! Our producer is telling us to wrap it up!

Yoongi: Leave suggestions for Jungkook and Y/N in the comments and what you would like for them to talk about in the future.

🦊: Yep. And don't forget to stream the D-Day trilogy but Agust D!

Yoongi: Again, thank you so much for having me.

🦊: *mumbles shyly* You're welcome anytime...

Yoongi: 여러분 안녕히게세요

🦊: Hasta el proximo episodio!

Daehyun gives you a thumbs up, indicating that the recording is done for Yoongi and you. You look at him and bow slightly as he smiles softly. You take off your headphones and look back at him smiling slightly then said

"You did great, our listeners are gonna like it!"

"You think so?" He responded. A bit shyly, but not enough to be shown.

You nod and then stand up, a bit too enthusiastically. Daehyun signals you to come to him to inspect the track and what needs to be edited out. You nod at him and then look back at Yoongi, asking him if he would like to be shown out. He shakes his head and then tells Daehyun that he would like to help edit the episode, something that surprised you.

"I thought you had a schedule to-"

"It's okay. I can stay for a little longer" He interrupted.

"I don't want you to get in trouble..."

"I won't. Daehyun can you play it back at exactly minute 49?"

You furrow your eyebrows and look at his empty whiskey glass, thinking to yourself how he couldn't be drunk, since nobody got refills, as per Daehyun's request. Then you put on your headphones to listen back to the audio, pushing the microphone slightly away and taking off your notebook to take notes. You hear yourself stumbling away from the microphone and telling Yoongi and Jungkook that you would be right back. There's a long pause, and you weren't there, but you could feel the air thickening, just as it is at the moment you and Yoongi are playing back the audio. You gulp writing down that this part should definitely be taken away. Then, you hear it. Yoongi and Jungkook talking about how he should do something today, by the sounds of it, a confession. A love confession. You pause your writing, keeping your face as neutral as possible. Looking at the notebook, rather than the eyes that are definitely looking for your reaction. You feel your eyes begin to twitch as if they're about to sprout water, your nose begin to flare, and your cheeks begin to redden as you puzzle that they're talking about you.

Jungkook knew about your crush on Yoongi. He also knew that you didn't want to do anything because you thought it was only a simple crush, but that came to a crash when he called you and told you when he was leaving for the military. You faked your nonchalantness and told him that you would miss him as much as you missed Hobi, but that was the day that the snow melted and spring came when it came to your feelings. You cried to Jungkook that day, and coming into the studio he rented to record was hard. Especially because you had to fake being enthusiastic and happy. In the end, you couldn't hold it in. You were gonna miss Jungkook, he was your best friend. But missing Yoongi was gonna tear your heart apart. When recording that episode ended, Jungkook said to not give up hope and that something for sure was gonna happen. Something happy.

You looked at Daehyun nonchalantly and told him to keep it as it is without any editing, the excuse being that the listeners would like the authenticity. Then, you quickly took off your headphones and gathered your things. Fearing that you wouldn't make it to the door, you rushed your steps. It's not you... You don't wanna get your hopes up. You know he wouldn't like you in a romantic sense. You two are vastly different, another reason why you never spoke your feelings to him. You were bubbly, outgoing, a bit extroverted, loud, and talked with anybody and anything. Complete opposite of him. When you stepped out the door, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and let your tears fall. Silently crying.

"Y/N? You okay?" You heard Jungkook's voice, but that was quickly dismissed as a hand grabbed yours.

You looked up and saw Yoongi, motioning you to follow him. You nodded and followed him to an empty studio.

"You don't like me?" He asked, a bit unsure and insecure.

You shook your head, disagreeing with him, something he understood. You felt tears staining your cheeks, your breath shorten, and your cheeks reddened as you said

"I like you..." In a shaky voice. "I like you a lot. I just didn't think that you'd like me. I'm not tall, I'm loud, I'm- I don't have any qualities that you'd like..."

His face softened as he got closer. He cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears with his thumbs. You continued by saying

"I stumble in my Korean. I'm not even Korean! Why would you like me?"

"Why wouldn't I?" He responded in a soft, slightly hushed voice, taking you by surprise.

"I like that you're extroverted." He continued "If we eat out, I know I can count on you helping me with my social anxiety. So what if you're not tall? I think you'd fit nicely in my arms."

He pulled you into a hug, smiling softly. He then nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck and slowly took in your scent. He leaned back a little.

"I was right." He said smiling gently. "You have other qualities that I like... Like... How excited you get talking about anime and video games is so beautiful to me. Your eyes sparkle, your tone of voice gets higher, your body language gets more expressive, you use your hands more."

He gently pushed a strand of hair away and looked into your eyes while saying "So what if you stumble in your Korean? At least you know Korean! Which is more than I can say when it comes to Spanish."

You chuckled, smiling while wiping your tears.

"And so what if you're not Korean?... I fell in love with YOU, not your nationality or ethnicity"

You gasped softly and looked into his eyes whispering "Love?" He chuckled and nodded then sighed.

"I know it's a big word, but it's how I feel... And I don't wanna leave for the military without telling you how I feel."

You cupped his cheek and studied his face. He has gotten chubbier in the cheeks, his skin paler than usual, and his hair was shorter, probably to prepare it to get cut. You got on your tippy toes slightly and pecked his lips first to see if it was okay. This took him by surprise but it didn't last long for him to hug your waist and kiss you back.

You pulled away and smiled then hugged him. His arms hugged you back as you leaned your head on his right shoulder, sniffling slightly and apologizing for crying, something he dismissed quickly. Your moment was quickly ruined when you and Yoongi almost fell from Jungkook jump-hugging you.

"AY! YA! Don't be stupid!" You said as you pushed Jungkook away. Yoongi already taking the liberty of letting go of you so that you and Jungkook could push each other around.

"You got your love confession! Thanks to ME~ The BEST wingman EVER!" Jungkook exclaimed as he wrapped his tattooed arm around your shoulder and neck. You groaned playfully and pushed him off you, but that didn't stop him from doing it again.

"Say I'm the best, and I'll let you go~" Jungkook said smiling from ear to ear.

"You're the WORST! Estupido, how could you force a confession out of Yoongles!~"

"Hey! He wasn't planning on doing it, and you were all mopy. I had to do something!"

You sighed and hugged him, burying your face in his chest, and said in a mumbled voice

"You're the best..." which came out in a slightly muffled sound.

"AH! Did you hear that, hyung?! THE. BEST! I gotta tell Jimin!" Jungkook said as he pushed you off of him and took off his phone.

You and Yoongi looked at each other and smiled. Promising to talk to each other more in his apartment.

[gimmesumsuga]

Ps. I woof you - A Teaser (2)

"Always had your ex pegged as kind of an asshole, to be honest," Yoongi admits, eyes focused on his plate, and it's not so much the talking with his mouth full that has you nearly choking on your food - it's the bluntness with which he does it.  He looks up as you splutter, reaching for your wine. "No offence." He looks mildly alarmed as you cough once more. "It's just I used to hear him all the time through the walls, shouting his mouth off." 

"None taken," you wheeze, taking a sip of wine to clear the tickle that's left in your throat.  Your eyes are watering and no doubt your face is red, but that's the least of your worries right now, mortified to imagine just how many arguments Yoongi must've overheard during all the time that douchebag was part of your life.  

"Sorry if I'm overstepping the mark…" You shake your head quickly, waving off his concerns as Remi and Holly come trotting over as though to check on you.  Not that you're so naive as to really believe that - no doubt they're here to scavenge scraps off of the table rather than to ensure your wellbeing.  

"Not at all," you chuckle, "Asshole is probably putting it lightly.  Never really have had the best taste in men." Yoongi exhales a breathy laugh, smiling wryly.  

"Gotta kiss a few frogs to find the Prince, right?" You end up smiling even harder at that, snorting into your wine.  

A few frogs is probably an understatement, but that's not information Yoongi needs to know.  

"Sure he'll turn up one day," you muse, sounding ever so slightly wistful.  Your eyes meet Yoongi's from across the table and a beat passes, no words said as the two of you look at one another.  You don't dare move - even breathe - lest you risk breaking… whatever this moment between you may be. 

Unexpectedly, you feel soft fur against the bare skin of your leg and it startles you despite knowing full well what it is.  When you look down, you see Remi staring at you meaningfully, her eyes locked with yours even as she trots her way to the other end of the table to paw at Yoongi's leg, asking for a fuss.  

'I like this one,' her eyes seem to say as Yoongi reaches down to pet her, smiling fondly, 'You should give this one a try.'

Oh, if only. 

“We can do this more often if you want,” Yoongi offers as his attention returns to his food.  “I don’t mind watching her ‘till you get back from work.”   

“Are you sure?” Once again you’re floored by Yoongi’s casual generosity.  He doesn’t even look up as he bobs his head in confirmation, his mouth too full to respond. 

“She’s no trouble,” he tells you once he’s eventually swallowed, “And Holly likes having her around.”  

“That’d be amazing,” you smile, “Thank you.”  He returns your smile - small, short and sweet - and you swear each and every time he flashes you a grin you end up falling just that little bit more.  

"Does that mean I have even more delicious dinners to look forward to?" you ask, surprising yourself with how flirty you sound.  How brave.  

Yoongi laughs at your forwardness, sputtering into his wine.  You don't really expect him to answer - assume he'll just laugh it off and not say anything at all - but Yoongi looks rather serious as he puts down his glass; his gaze so intense that for a second you actually forget how to chew.  

"If you're lucky," he promises, and oh boy, you hope you will be. "But next time, you bring the wine."

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So, I’m getting there slowly but surely! This fic is currently at 19k and i’m anticipating it to end up as around 21-25k in total.  Any feedback to keep me would be very much appreciated! 

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expect the unexpected | epilogue

expect the unexpected

♡ epilogue ♡ 

pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader

a/n: ps. taeyang means sun and we wanted to incorporate tae’s name into the baby’s since.. yk.. he’s been there for all the tough times, they wanted to name their baby after him lol. also taeyang matches haneul’s name, sun and sky ~

well anyways, this is it everyone. It feels so weird. like it’s the last day of school again and i won’t be seeing my friends anymore. i’m so sad :((

but hey~

SURPRISE!

well, semi-surprise because i’m sure i mentioned it once a while ago but here we go for the people who doesn’t know or doesn’t remember:

i’ll be making and posting an epilogue for the WHOLE series. a the most beautiful moment in life epilogue. where we’ll travel a few more years into the future and see proposals, weddings, and babies. yup, i have been saving pictures lol

if you want to be tagged in this final epilogue, send me an ask with your best pickup line!

I wanna hear it besties (also will drop some news then👀)

lol anyways

yes, i hope you all enjoyed this au, i know it was a lot going on. i really don’t want to say good bye, so i will just see you all on the epilogue! goodnight/have a good day, i love you all <3

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hi!! i just wanna say i love your writings sm!! and umm,, is it okay if i request a scenario/headcanon of oikawa's reaction about finding out his gf who is sugawara's younger sister and sugawara's reaction finding out that his sister and oikawa is in a relationship? oh, sugawara found out when karasuno was first meeting seijoh for the practice match! if you dont mind doing this and i hope its not too confusing and too much;; ps. i really really really LOVE your writings! keep up the good work!!

Your Boyfriend’s Who? (Oikawa x reader) 

the one in which Sugawara finds out his little sister is dating the star setter of Aoba Joshai~

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“Suga! What did you do to make Y/N cry again?” 

“What are you-?” The gray-haired setter narrows his eyes at your sniffling figure behind the back of his team captain, hanging his head before releasing a deep sigh when you grin, signaling they had been crocodile tears all along. Daichi continues to stare at him scarily with crossed arms as you tug on the captain’s sleeve “sadly”. 

“I told her she had to sit in the stands and not bother those three on the lineup!” Suga juts his chin in the direction of said three as Ennoshita boos along with Narita and Kinoshita. 

“Booooo, we already told you she wouldn’t bother us.”

“Y/N could always sit with me.” Kiyoko pipes up and your eyes glimmer with hope as Suga groans dramatically with a hand on his forehead as the team finishes unloading their stuff from the bus. 

“Kiyoko please not you too-” 

“The council has spoken!” Tanaka booms as he lift you up onto his shoulders, your fellow first years holding in their laughs at the look of dismay on Tsukishima’s face as passerbys ogle the team oddly. 

“What are you even doing here?” Suga questions with an eyebrow arched, and you grin a little sheepishly as you rest your chin on Tanaka��s shaved head. Daichi palms his face, wondering why your brother wouldn’t ask that question as soon as he saw you on the bus. 

“Um, when you asked mom to sign that paper excusing you from classes she signed one for me too-”

“Mom what-”

“She’s smart. Let her have this.” Tanaka sticks his tongue out as you mirror that action, and Suga groans as Daichi sends you a look saying don’t do it again.

“Sorry Suga-nii.” You mock pout at your brother’s defeat as Suga clicks his tongue, but says nothing as you all file into the practice court, your face blanching when you realize just what school you had snuck your way into. 

“On second thought, I want to go sit in the stands with the rest of the audience-” 

“What? No, stay- you gave everyone the trouble.” Suga scolds as he sits you down on the bench next to Kiyoko like a child. “Now don’t make even more.” 

At your pout, Suga hesitates before kissing the top of your head and jogging off to the court. “Be good. Watch her like a hawk, Kiyoko.” 

“Stop acting like I’m some sort of criminal!” 

“You are a criminal.” Suga calls back as you deflate, Kiyoko giggling by your side as she tilts her head in question. 

“Why would you want to go sit in the stands, Y/N-chan? Didn’t you want to watch up close?” 

“That was before I realized what school Karasuno had a practice match with.” You look around nervously, deeming it fine as long as that certain someone took a hint and didn’t approach you during the match. 

“What’s wrong with Seijoh?” Kiyoko questions further as you lean into her shoulder as the team begins warming up, and you let out a nervous chuckle before leaning in to whisper in her ear, cupping your mouth. 

“My boyfriend goes here, and he may or may not be on Aoba Joshai’s volleyball team-” 

“You have a boy-?!” 

“Sh!” You put a finger to your lips, glancing around worriedly before nodding your head yes. “But I don’t think he’s dumb enough to come up to me-” 

“Think? Suga and Daichi would rip him to shreds!” 

“True, but I’d like to give him a smidge of credit.” You shrug, frowning in worry as Seijoh comes out onto the court, the bestfriend of your boyfriend raising his eyebrows in surprise as Iwaizumi stalls for a second. 

You panic when Hanamaki and Matsukawa raise a hand to you in greeting, grins faltering when you make a cutting motion with your hand across your neck, waving it back and forth while mouthing you don’t know me.

Looks of realization pass the third-years faces as Matsukawa and Hanamaki laugh, Iwaizumi sighing and hanging his head while massaging his temple. You grin nervously as Iwaizumi sends you a message, tapping away on his phone. 

Your team doesn’t know? 

-Worse, my team and my brother don’t know. 

You’re so dead. 

-Where even is he?

Coming l8r.

-That’s good then, right? 

Iwaizumi pockets his phone into his gym bag after scoffing at your message, shooting you a warning look like this won’t end well as you wave it off, the match finally starting after Karasuno finishes warming up. 

You keep worriedly glancing at the entrances to the school as Hinata and Kageyama help pull a good lead over the opposing team, Kiyoko not being able to hide her hum of amusement. 

“Scared?” 

“Very.” You bite your thumb, noticing that the game was near it’s end before relaxing a little. “Maybe he won’t even play-?” 

“Coach! I’m here!” 

“Ooooor maybe not.” You sink in your seat, spinning around in the other direction to face away from Oikawa Tooru as Kiyoko lets loose a few more giggles. 

“That’s him?” 

“...yeah.” You cover your face in embarrassment as you wonder if this was the day your brother finally disowned you.

“He’s...a crazy good player.” You hear Takeda-sensei mumble, and you can’t help but glance behind you to see your boyfriend in action. To your absolute dismay, chocolate eyes met yours as you spin back around quickly, heart hammering in your chest after seeing that Oikawa had smiled immediately at the sight of you. 

“...he saw you, didn’t he?” Kiyoko whispers as you nod, saying your prayers as the game finally ends. You flinch when Suga’s voice sounds behind you, the players all gathering around for towels and water as you sheepishly turn back around for the umpteenth time. 

“What’s with you, oh wonderful sibling of mine?” Suga quips, handing you one of the few juices in the cooler as you laugh, a bit too loudly before poking the hole with the straw. 

“Nothing. Good job win-huh?” Your eyes widen when you see that the score gap had been lessened drastically, Karasuno just barely pulling ahead by a few points as pride flutters in your stomach at your boyfriend’s doing. 

“Ugh, I’m tired.” Suga collapses next to you, leaning his head on your shoulder as you go to shove him off. 

“You didn’t even play-” 

“Just shut up and let me sleep.” 

“Y/N, what do you wanna eat-?” Daichi begins to question, before a voice so familiar sounds that almost has you running out of your seat, not prepared at all. 

“You came with the team to see me, Y/N-chan?” Oikawa’s head pops up between Kageyama and Tsukishima, easy grin faltering at the sight of your brother’s head on your shoulder. 

Oh this would not end well at all. 

“Y/N...chan...?” Suga lifts his head, eyes questioning as he turns to you. “You know him?” 

“I’d appreciate it if you weren’t so buddy-buddy with my girlfriend, you a classmate of hers?” Oikawa tilts his head, grinning with no kindness behind it as you put your face in your hands. 

You can feel Suga’s burning stare as you escape to hide behind a sighing Kiyoko, the entire Karasuno team on edge as Sugawara rises to his feet, holding a hand out to your boyfriend with a matching grin. 

“Try her brother.” 

Oikawa’s face falls, and in any other situation, you would have laughed. 

“You...have a brother?” 

“You’re dating the setter of Seijoh?!” 

“Ladies please, not all at once.” You attempt to joke, Tanaka the only one to throw his head back in laughter as Kiyoko stifles a laugh into her palm. 

“Okay, yes to both of you.” You go to stand next to Oikawa with a sigh, looping your arm with his before offering a sheepish smile. The cat was out of the bag, anyways. “Everyone, meet Oikawa Tooru, my acquaintance-”

“Her boyfriend. Pleasure to meet everyone!” Oikawa corrects as you nudge him, the setter moving to interlace your fingers with his before pulling you to his side, eyes narrowing at the sight of Kageyama. 

“Nice to see you again, Kageyama-Kun.” 

You sigh at the fact that there was more tension between him and his junior than there was with your brother before swatting Oikawa in the side, him whining before pouting at you. 

“Do you even love me?!” 

“Of course I do...don’t. Of course I don’t.” You falter at the hardened gazes of both Daichi and Suga as Tsukishima whistles lowly, enjoying the drama as Yamaguchi nudges him in disapproval. 

The silence that settles isn’t a pretty one as Oikawa chuckles a tad nervously, kissing your cheek before spinning on his heel. 

“I’ll take you out after this-?” 

“She’ll be eating with us, thanks though.” Daichi cuts him off as you groan, mouthing a yes behind his back before Oikawa’s lips stretch into a half-smile before nodding once to your brother. He waves backwards as he walks off to his team. 

You smile in thanks to both Hanamaki and Matsukawa who were both sending sorry stares to you while Iwaizumi rightfully hit Oikawa upside the head for his stupidity, scolding him about telling him not to as Oikawa whines. 

“So,” 

You hide even further behind Kiyoko with a I can explain kind of smile fills your features as Suga crosses his arms, the entire Karasuno team looking at you in accusation. Your brother’s lips stretch into a kind smile as he tilts his head, Daichi and Kageyama crossing their arms beside him. 

“You have a lot of explaining to do.” 

“Before or after my date with my hot setter boyfriend-” 

Needless to say, the surprise meeting between your brother and boyfriend from rival teams did not go over the team of Karasuno too well. 

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Bruised Knuckles

This is my first Jungkook-Fic and I am really nervous to post it. It's not perfect in any way and I would have liked to work some more on it, but I just don't have the time. So here you go - please be nice.

PS: English is not my first language, I'm sure there are mistakes in there!

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: Slight Angst, some punching, crude comments mentioned, fluff.

Summary: Jungkook throws a punch and everyone is really confused why.

Surprisingly it was Jungkook who threw the first punch. Bare knuckles met crunching bone and it didn’t take a long time for blood to start flowing. “Fuck, man! Why did you do that?!”, the black-haired man shouted before doubling over and sitting down on the floor. Staff members came rushing over with towels, pushing them over his face. Jungkook didn’t even glance down at the man before turning around and leaving the green room altogether. 

You remained in your corner still wondering what the hell just happened. Several wide eyes met yours und you weakly raised your shoulders. “I..I don’t know why he did that”, you mumbled, risking a quick glance to the door your boyfriend just left through. “Could you, you know...go look for him?”, one of the management staff asked while holding a bloody towel. The punched man was still cradling his face while shouting madly at everyone around him. “Yeah”, you answered slowly moving one foot in front of the other and exciting the same way Jungkook did. Several people greeted you, while you made your way through the venue. In just 4 hours the boys would perform in front of thousands of Armys. You had flown in a day before to be right by your boyfriend’s side. He had been so nervous the weeks before the upcoming concert, all of the members being over the moon to be finally able to perform in front of their fans again. They all had practiced a lot to make sure everything was perfect – and it was until just a few minutes ago.

After you had landed and been brought to the venue a day prior, you’d been greeted enthusiastically by everyone around. You’d been part of the BTS-Family for 4 years by now and even though Armys didn’t know about you, behind the scenes you were there every time you could make it work with your job. You had felt Jungkook being angsty after hugging you for way longer than you expected but had no idea why your ever gentle boyfriend had snapped. Turning yet another corner without seeing Jungkook you wandered away from the busy parts of the building, walking through hallway after hallway before there wasn’t a single person in sight. “Kook..?”, you called out softly, as you heard some shuffling on the floor.

A mumbled sound came back as an answer and as you looked through a half-opened door you spotted your man sitting on the floor in an abandoned room full of chairs, tables and one giant gray couch. Jungkook had planted himself right beside said couch, head hung between his knees, starring at his knuckles. They were still red from the impact. “Hey, can I come in?”, you asked while already stepping into the room. Jungkook mumbled something before making space for you between him and the couch. You sat down with a grunt and raised your eyes at him. His hair wasn’t styled yet and fell into his eyes, his face a mask with no emotions visible. 

“What happened?”, you softly asked while raising your hand to his cheek. “I punched him”, Jungkook answered turning away from your hand. “Well, I saw that. But why did you punch him?”, you tried again, resting your hand on his knee, slowing inching a finger to his bruised knuckles. Jungkook kept track of your movement but didn’t answer for a long time. “Baby..?”, you tried again. “….he made fun of you. Of us”, Jungkook mumbled and your heart started to beat faster. “I told Suga that you were coming down to the venue later yesterday while he was in the room. And he just kept making comments about you being with me for the money or how an idol could never have a serious relationship…and stuff so crude I’m not gonna tell”, he said, finally looking at you. You saw unshed tears in his eyes and tried really hard not to cry on sight. 

Jungkook was the most beautiful person you had ever met – inside and out - and he was fiercely loyal to the people he loved, to you. You had gotten used to crude comments by different agencies or idols when you were around BTS. At first it had made you incredibly sad, but by now you saw them as what they were: Jealousy. Jungkook on the other hand always tried to shield you from all the hate the boys received with their growing success. “Oh Kook. You don’t need to punch people for me”, you whispered, stroking a hand through his hair. “I know..and I know you’re disappointed in me for doing that, but he was so out of line. Kept mumbling about your ass and your lips and I just couldn’t hear it anymore”, he said, still being visibly aggregated.

Your heart constricted. “I’m not disappointed in you. Could you have handled that situation better? Yeah. But I am not mad. You just…Can you tell staff why you did it and make him leave?”, you asked. Jungkook nodded his head, breathing in deeply. “Yeah, he’s from the venue, I should have done that from the start. But he said all that stuff when only I was around, no one else heard it”, he said while looking at you. “Then that’s what we’re going to do. You explain and it will be fine. Come on!” You raised yourself from the ground, extending a hand to help your boy up. Grabbing your fingers and intertwining them with his own, Jungkook stood up and lowered his head to give you a sweet kiss. His lips slowly moved against yours and a shiver made its way across your skin. “Never leave”, he whispered, and you shook your head. Jungkook and you had found each other in a way you would have never suspected, and you were not letting him go again. 

Haters, bruised knuckles and all.

[love-amihan]

PLEASE SCAN YOUR ID

amihan's note: for the 300 milestone, i was thinking of a school theme since my hands’ been itching to edit school id for my faves T^T continue reading down below to know the rules on how to enter!

PS; before i forget, happy birthday to my sugar 🥺💛 n e ways, happy reading!

masterlist: 300 milestone

EVENT STATUS; CLOSED

good day! i'm the principal, you can call me miss mimi. welcome to malevolent academy~ perhaps you would like to take a look around? we can start with our excellent students,

in jujutsu kaisen building we have;

itadori yuji · fushiguro megumi ･ kugisaki nobara ･ inumaki toge ･ okkotsu yuta, zenin maki ･ gojo satoru ･ nanami kento, utahime iori ･ shoko ieiri ･ geto suguru ･ sukuna ･ choso

in attack on titan building we have;

-paradis department;

eren jaeger ･ mikasa ackerman ･ armin arlert ･ connie springer ･ sasha braus ･ jean kirstein ･ historia reiss ･ levi ackerman ･ hange zoe

-marley department;

zeke jaeger ･ porco galliard ･ reiner braun, pieck finger ･ bertholdt hoover ･ annie leonhart ･ yelena

in haikyuu building we have;

-karasuno department;

sawamura daichi ･ azumane asahi ･ sugawara koushi ･ kiyoko shimizu ･ ennoshita chikara ･ tanaka ryunosuke ･ nishinoya yuu ･ hinata shoyo ･ kageyama tobio ･ tsukishima kei ･ yamaguchi tadashi ･ hitoka yachi

-mixed department;

akaashi keiji ･ bokuto kotaro ･ tetsurou kuroo ･ kozume kenma ･ yaku morisuke ･ miya atsumu ･ miya osamu ･ kita shinsuke ･ oikawa toru ･ iwaizumi hajime ･ tendou satori ･ ushijima wakatoshi ･ terushima yuji

rules;

this is strictly character x reader

please specify pronoun to use for reader (gn or fem only)

choose one character only (from jjk, aot, and hq)

you can list the characters not mentioned too! if i feel like i can't write the character right, i might not be able to do your request :<< i'm sorry

are pet names okay with you? if so, what pet name do you prefer?

tell me a little something about yourself

setting will be in high school, modern au

please take note that; it will be a drabble, headcanon or one-shot who knows, depends on the request 😚

specify if you want it fluff or angst or maybe both

i only write sfw pieces, don't expect nsfw content!

though i can slip in a few suggestive scenes but but there's no guarantee that it'll turn out good 😔

i'm not setting a limit and i will take the req that i can vision the most, i'll make a list once i picked the reqs

tropes;

-you can also give me your own trope in case it's not listed-

afraid to commit

athlete

in love with your best friend’s friend

in love with your sibling’s friend

seatmates to lover

first love

enemies to lover

unrequited love

high school sweetheart

fake relationship

campus crush and the nerd

bad boy/bad girl and the quiet student

secret crush on your best friend

lovers to enemies

quotes;

-optional, you're free to send your own quotation!-

"can i copy your homework?"

"don't block your answers!"

"i like you!"

"i hate you!"

"i love you!"

"i'm sorry"

"shut up, they're mine."

"you're in my seat"

"no sitting at the teacher's table"

"here's my jacket"

"can I borrow your notes?"

"you have pretty handwriting"

"move, that's my seat"

"did somebody see my id?!"

"hey you have cologne?"

"can I have bubblegum please?"

"that's my ballpen"

"stop stealing my stuff!"

"meet you after school"

"stop writing my name!!"

"it's all just part of the bet"

"you lied to me"

"i've been nothing but loyal to you!"

If you're a little confused, here's an example on how to request in my ask box;

"student; sugawara koushi

trope; high school sweetheart

quote; don't block your answers!

pronouns; she/her

pet name; love, sugar

something about me; i am bubbly and talkative with people i'm close with, i have medium length black hair, brown eyes, fair skin tone, shorter than suga"

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Hiya dearie can you do Tsukishima dating Sugawara sister who is in the same year as him (of course I mean Tsukishima) and the team finding out about it? Ps I really loved the other request you did for me and second I don't know if you noticed but I just love Tsukishima ❤ Pss. Thank you sooo much for being super awesome 😁

Not So Little Anymore (Tsukki X Reader)

Request are open:-)

Summary: Suga has always been protective of his younger sister but now he has to come to terms with the fact she doesn’t need to be protected anymore

Warnings: I didn’t edit this as much as I should of

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Suga loves his little sister more then anything, growing up he protected her from anything he deemed as hurtful to her.

like boys

So once Y/n started dating Tsukishima Kei she knew Suga was gonna go off the deep end and do everything in his power to protect her, same with the rest of the third years. Who as soon as they met Y/n they treated her like their own little sister.

“Hey Tsukki.” Y/n said seeing her boyfriend walk to volleyball practice.

“Hey, what’s going on?”

“Nothing I just wanted to talk to you before I left for the day.” She smiled wrapping her arms around his waist burying her head into his stomach.

“You’re so short, it’s adorable.” He chuckled leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

“Kiss?” She said looking up at him making smirk before leaning down and kissing her lips.

“I’ll talk to you later sweetheart, I’m gonna be late.” She nodded waving bye to him before walking to her house alone.

Soon enough the weekend came and Suga had left the house with Daichi and Asahi leaving Y/n alone with her parents so she invited Tsukki over.

They laid on the couch together Y/n napping in his arms as he watched the movie holding Y/n close to his chest occasionally kissing her shoulders or the top of her head.

“Hey! I’m home, I have Daichi and Asahi with me!” Suga yelled walking into the living room, the only answer he got was someone shushing him on the couch.

“Oh uh, yeah Tsukishima, what are you doing here? With my sister.”

“Hanging out, she feel asleep though a little while ago so.”

“Are you guys dating or something?” Suga asked awkwardly. All Tsukki did was nod before pulling Y/n closer to his chest moving his attention back to the movie.

“Um ok then. Let’s go to my room guys.”

It was long after Tsukki and the other two boys left when Suga came into Y/n room.

“Why didn’t you tell me you had a boyfriend!”

“I wasn’t aware you where my dad.”

“No but I’m your older brother.”

“So?”

“Sooooo I’m here to protect you! I hang around him everyday I think I know that he isn’t the nicest person.”

“He’s nice to me Koushi, and you have no say in who I can and can’t date.”

“Well, I could tell mom and dad!”

“They already know! And they like Kei.”

Suga didn’t talk to his sister for the rest of the night being to angry. It wasn’t just the fact that his sister had a boyfriend, it was that combined with the fact she had boyfriend and didn’t tell him and that she was dating someone who was on the volleyball team with him.

When volleyball practice came around that Monday Suga was the first person there and waited for Kei to show up.

“We need to talk Tsukishima.” He said crossing his arms.

“What about?”

“My sister.”

“Oh, you’re gonna give me the “if you hurt my sister I’ll hurt you talk huh?” Suga nodded trying his best to look intimidating but obviously failing.

“Well, I’m not gonna hurt her. I really like her ok? And I don’t like many people as I’m sure your aware of.”

“Oh ok.” He said feeling a little disappointed the speech her prepared last night went to waist. “As long as you know.”

“Trust me I do. She’s a strong lady ya know, she doesn’t need your protection all the time. At least not anymore.”

[hjh-ceilo-monster]

BTS 4 Horse men (Hyung Line)

Summary : The empire of human race started falling.Everything seemed to displace as if it was a sign from the above.When everything on earth turned into chaos. 4 men stepped down on earth and witnessed what they have done. Living in a human world, where they hated, only to wait and see everything collapsed, a strange event then occured. A girl appeared in front of their door...

ps. BTS hyung line x Child reader : For a first time I want to write this kind of thing.

Inspo : ‘Namjoon eager to be a father.’ in one of the live. (I forgot this thing hang around my draft for a long time now.)

Kim Namjoon : War 

- A hot-headed guy. However, he was a big bad dad for you in a good way. When your presence was in front of their door, he was the stiff one and not fond of the idea of raising a ‘human’ child.

- He is the best dad you can ask for. You don’t know what happens to your real parents, but you love your family. After living with you for years and seeing you grow up in front of his eyes makes him change his point of view toward human and not to mention how protective he can get with you.

- One of the geniuses on this earth. He taught you everything since you were an infant. When you were younger, he was so strict toward you to the point you cried that day. Jhope scolded him for that.

- Afterward, he tried his best to be gentle. You then grew less afraid toward him. Your bond with him gets better. He is now your big bad dad with a soft spot for you and you’re his lovely holy child.

Kim Seokjin : Famine

- Suppose to be a dad, but want to be your uncle instead. He was the calmest person out of 4 of them. He told Jhope to send the child to the foster house. However, they remembered that most of the world was a ruin.

- A chef that feeds a little one, you. He will make sure every meal is delicious and full of nutrients in order t- “Growing up and have a beautiful face like me.” a/n: “Jin, you shouldn’t interrupt the author nim.”

- Seeing the other people in pain because of huger was his favorite thing. However, with you, he will kill anyone who dares to starve his precious niece. One time, Yoongi forgot to put a lunch box in your backpack. That day, believe it or not, he scolded Yoongi and sit that guy in the corner of the house like a little kid.

- When you grow up, he shares many recipes with you. Both of you will sometimes end up in the kitchen. Having a battle. That becomes an uncle-niece thing for you both.

Jung Hoseok : Pestilence

- “Wait, why there’s a child in front of our house?” He picked you up and looked at you. “Aigooooooo, poor baby, you are cute. Hobi is going to take care of you.” And this guy decided to bring you in. Didn’t care about Yoongi’s glare or Namjoon’s protest.

- With Jin agreed after Jhope begged him, those two couldn’t do anything. That day you became a child of 4 horsemen. Jhope would always look after you with eyes full of gentleness. No one understands him at first until you start growing.

- The one, who can end this world by using his ‘fetal diseases’ curse, will be upset and worry every time you catch a cold or scratch yourself with something unintentionally. Like the above, when Namjoon to strict with you and nearly hurt you, he scolded the war god and almost punched that guy.

- He is your happy uncle because you always see his smile. Sometimes he will sneak you out of the house to send you to your ballet school. The other find out about you dance because Jhope drags them to one of your performance. After the show, all of them run to you and act as the proud dads.

Min Yoongi : Death

- ‘Suga’ was the first word you call him. It was a day when you were so young and barely could speak a word. Everyone was having breakfast. When Jin put some sugar power on your pancakes, the white glitter reminded you of him. The other laughed.

- That day he was angry, but never toward you. Since then your grumpy uncle allow only you to call ‘Suga’. If other boys do, he will glare them with deathliest glare. 

- “Why am I your grumpy uncle?” He once asks since you will call the other nicely when you introduce them to someone for example your teacher. He feels a bit annoy until he hears your answer and it melts his heart. He was like a grumpy bear to you. Love dark aesthetic and always cold, but deep down you know he loves you.

- He can kill someone who hurt you if that means it will bring your lifely self back. Your smile becomes his favorite thing in the household. One day, you come home with a gloomy face because a friend in your class bullies you for have no mother. The first thing he whispers to you was “Who do I need to kill, princess?”

Author note : I forgot that this has been in my draft for so long now. I hope you enjoy this plot with lovely hyung line. It took me awhile to remember the core idea for this one. See you next time.

[bunnyywritings]

just hear me out

Tsukishima kei x fem!reader

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 - 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 - 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

[a/n: here’s pt. 2 of hollow words and misunderstandings, I hope ya’ll are enjoying! Sorry if this one is short...I tried my best but I would definitely appreciate some feedback and suggestions if you have ‘em, part 3 is coming soon ♡ well without further adieu, enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ps. salty boy Tsukki might be a bit out of character in this one but I tried to make it as cannon as possible]

recap:

“You really are something, chibi-chan.”

Back inside the gym, Hinata was ranting about  his teammate.”I don’t understand how he could be so dense.”

“You’re one to talk.” Kageyama snickered, although it went completely over his head. “But I guess he realized that he was rude and went to apologize.”

Kuroo froze. “He what?”

“He went to apologize.” Hinata repeated.

“When?”

“What’s wrong?” Bokuto cocked an eyebrow at his friends abrupt worry.

“Uhh a few minutes ago, I think. He went right around the corner. Why?”

Kuroo groaned and slapped his forehead. “He probably saw it.”

“Saw what?” Lev asked as he absentmindedly tossed the ball from hand to hand.

“I kissed (y/n).”

“YOU WHAT?!”

Kuroo sighed and buried his face in his hands. “Yeah, we uh kissed. It was completely an accident.”

“How do you kiss someone on accident?” Hinata’s eyes widened.

“We just-” Kuroo groaned in frustration, because he honestly didn’t know either. “It just happened. We both agreed instantly that it meant absolutely nothing. It-it was a mistake.” Everyone was surprised to see the usually confident captain panic. 

The next couple of days were rough. Training camp was coming to an end and the team could feel the tension between you and Tsukishima. The only people who knew were Kageyama and Hinata, since they had been there. Yamaguchi knew because...well cause he’s Yamaguchi. Why wouldn’t he? But of course, Hinata being the big mouth he is, he told the rest of the team. Daichi immediately scolded him for talking about other people’s personal problems. It couldn’t be helped. The entirety of the Karasuno vbc knew, except for Ukai and Takeda but they both figured it out by the way the two of you had been interacting during training as of late. Once it was time for individual training, you had desperately hoped that you wouldn’t be paired with Tsukishima. His words hurt and they hit deep.

“(Y/n) go ahead and work with Hinata and Tsukishima on their blocking please. They seem to be lacking today.”

“O-Of course, Coach Ukai.” You wanted to cry. Why?

“Asahi-senpai! Do you think you could help us out with some of those awesome spikes?” You called over to the third year. He blushed at your praise and agreed.

“I’ll help too!~” Sugarawa called out as he jogged along the ace.

“Thank you Suga-senpai!”

Tsukishima grimaced. Were you teasing him by calling to the upperclassmen like that? Or was he just being ridiculous? He remembered when you had jokingly called him ‘senpai’ in a sickeningly cute tone a couple of times just to get a reaction from him. It worked. It made him blush. He’d die before letting you see him like that though, always turning his head to avoid looking in your beautiful eyes.

“Alright Hinata! You first.” You gestured for him get ready. He did. He got low, ready to launch himself. Sugarawa set the ball, Asahi spiked and Hinata’s fingers barely grazing the ball. You ran forward and squatted down, doing a bump receive and letting the ball fly up before catching it in your hands.

“That was close. Good job!” You praised, giving him a high five.”The only thing I would tell you is, don’t be afraid. There’s a ton of space between you and the back row. Step back and get a running start or swing your arms back to get that good jump in.”

“Right!” Tsukishima rolled his eyes at the determined grin that had appeared on Hinata’s lips.

“You’re up, Tsukishima.” You instructed timidly. He said nothing as he switched places with HInata.

Set. Spike. Block. He got a good one-touch but he wasn’t satisfied.

“That was good!” He clenched his teeth as his heartbeat started to increase. Why did you have to flash him that beaming smile? After what he did to you? “My one recommendation though, launch yourself from the balls of your feet. Like this.” You motioned for Sugarawa to serve. He watched as you squatted down, your toned thighs peeking from your shorts. The way you pushed upward and launched from the balls of your feet just like you instructed him. The curve of your back captivating as you flicked your wrists out and successfully blocked the spike. “You got that?” He snapped out of his trance and turned away.

“Tch, whatever.”

You scoffed, a muttered ‘Are you kidding me?’ left your lips.

“What’s wrong, chibi-chan?” Kuroo’s nickname for you rolled off his tongue venomously. “Are you not having a good time? I know you’d rather be lip locked with your boyfriend but this is what you signed up for.” He sneered. Causing you and everyone around you to freeze up.

“What? I-I don’t have-”

“Don’t play coy. I saw you with captain rooster head that night.” He cut you off.

“He’s not my boyfriend but-but why would you care?” You scowled, slightly confused.

“Because if you’re bored, then you should just go.”

Again, everyone was caught off guard. Watching all of this go down, not knowing whether to keep watching or at least attempt to look busy while eavesdropping.

“Do you really not want me here?” You asked in a small voice, your eyes were downcast but he could tell you were tearing up. His silence was enough. “Fine. But just so you know, I didn’t sign up to help stuck up snobs like you.” You laughed bitterly. “To think that I like a jerk like you, I-...” A choked sob left your throat before he was staring at your back and watching you leave in tears again for the second time this week. All because of him.

“A-Alright everyone! Stop gawking and head to the dining room. It’s time for dinner!” Coach Ukai called with a clap of his hands. As everyone filed out, Tsukishima bit his lip harshly and look down at the polished floors, fist clenched so tight that he shook. A hand gripped his shoulder. He turned to see Coach Ukai and Takeda.

“You didn’t mean that, did you?” Takeda asked quietly, a knowing tone in his voice that irked the tall blonde.

“...no.” he rasped out, he himself was also close to tears. Self-loathing had filled his entire body.

“Then go talk to her kid. I’m sure you can talk it out, she’s pretty understanding.” Ukai gave his shoulder an encouraging squeeze.

“And patient. Especially since she deals with all of you.” Takeda added softly.

“Yeah, I know.” And with that, he went after you. It’s not like you went far. He found you under the shade of a tree. It seemed twisted but he thought that you still looked pretty. Even with tears in your eyes, the skin around your eyes and on your nose tinged pink from rubbing at them, even with the remnants of snot that had leaked out of your nose. You were beautiful but he quickly remembered why you were crying.

You watched as he approached and silently sat beside you. The summer breeze licking at your skin as you both sat in silence.

“I know you probably don’t even want to be near me right now but please, just hear me out. I-” but he was cut off.

“You confuse me, Kei.” His breathing hitched at the soft sound of his name leaving your lips. “First you flirt with me, you tease me, and then you turn around and insult me.” You finally turned to look at him. “Do you really hate me that much? Was this all a game? Am I a joke to you?”

“N-no.”

“Then what is it?” you demanded desperately.

“I...I hate how you make me feel.” You frowned. “I have feelings for you and it scares me.” He grit his teeth. He was never this open about how he felt. “I always convince myself that-that you’re too good for me. I don’t deserve your time. Especially after what I said to you.”

You were stunned silent. You didn’t expect that to come out of his mouth.

“I was going to apologize but then I saw you and Kuroo...”

“So you didn’t mean those things that you said?”

“No. I’d hate if you left the club. Especially if it was my fault.”

Your heart fluttered just a tiny bit. “Just to clear things up. I don’t like Kuroo, not like that anyways. I still very much have feelings for you.” You confessed. You finally met his eyes. Those damn shimmering pools of honey.

“I’m sorry, (y/n). I regret what I said.”

“Thank you, Kei. I forgive you.” Oh how you wanted to kiss him.

“Then go ahead and do it, shrimp.” Shit. Did I just say that out loud?

“My, my. What a dirty mouth.” He smirked.

“I- ack!” You were pulled over to him, basically straddling his hips. “Kei! W-What are you doing?!” You panicked at his bold actions. He was a blunt guy but this was a bit much.

“Tell me you don’t want this and I’ll stop.” His voice was low, he was so close to you. His breath lightly fanning over your face. You blushed but didn’t say no. He was leaned back and resting against one hand, the other one lightly gripping the back of your neck and pulling you into a kiss. Your hands were gripping the collar of his t-shirt as your lips meshed like two missing puzzle pieces. It was sweet but passionate. He was putting all the feelings he couldn’t verbally formulate into it. Desperately trying to convey how he felt. You smiled against his lips. This was what you wanted all along. Him.

Hesitantly, you both pulled away. The hand that was at the back of your neck was now cupping your jaw. Thumb grazing over your pink, blushy cheek.

“I uhm wow. Can we-can we do that again?” You stuttered.

“Are you seriously asking?” 

So there you were, sitting under the shade of the tree and enjoying the summer breeze. Lips locked, behind you the sun was bidding its farewell. Tinges of pinks and oranges painted the sky. It felt so unreal. Like you were both protagonists of a cheesy coming of age film. But you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You jolted awake, Yachi shaking your shoulders. “It’s time to wake up, (y/n).” she spoke softly.

“What time is it?” You spoke, voice groggy and movements sluggish as you sat up.

“6:30. Breakfast is in a half hour.”

“Thanks Yachi.” She hummed with a nod of her head and walked out. Some of the other managers were still asleep. Slowly, as you got up, your mind began to race. Was that really all a dream? It felt so real...

With a gloomy mood, you showered and changed into black shorts.You grabbed the pullover that was draped over your duffel bag and slipped it on. Pausing at how big it was. Sure you had ordered yours a size larger since sweaters were always comfier a size larger but this was at least 2xs larger than your normal size. Then you remembered.

The evening had gotten colder quickly, and you were basically shivering.

“Here. So you don’t freeze to death or whatever.” Tsukishima held out his ics pullover, looking anywhere but your eyes.

“You’re such a tsundere, Kei.” You teased, snatching he sweater from his grip and quickly pulling it on.

A squeak of excitement left your lips. So it wasn’t a dream. You really did kiss him. Pulling on your knee brace and shoes, you made your way to the dining hall. A little pep in your step. Something that definitely didn’t go unnoticed. Especially not with Detective Sugarawa on the case.

He watched as you basically skipped into the line, a soft smile gracing your lips as you grabbed your breakfast and sat with Kiyoko and Yachi.

“Hmm, (y/n) seems to be in a good mood.” Daichi noticed. They had all been worried about you. They even had to go as far as talking Kiyoko from beating some sense into Tsukishima for making you cry.

“I think she’s wearing Tsukishima’s sweater.” At Suga’s words, they all subtly glanced in your direction. The sweater was definitely not yours.

What confirmed it though, was when Tsukishima and Yamaguchi passed by the table you were at. While Yachi and Kiyoko were distracted with greeting some of the other managers that had joined, Tsukishima placed a carton of strawberry milk and a wrapped rice ball onto your tray. The three nosy third years had their jaws on the ground. They were not expecting that at all. You were a flustered mess. The same couldn’t be said about him, he was completely composed as he sat down to eat. Glancing your way every so often, a barely noticeable blush burning his cheeks when he saw you happily sipping at the beverage he had gotten you. He couldn’t believe it. You were finally his.

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[gimmesumsuga]

Ps. I woof you - A Teaser

That someone being Min Yoongi, your aforementioned next-door neighbour, and his dog, a little toy poodle you’re not entirely sure of the name of.  

If you’re honest, you’re barely on a first-name basis with the man himself, nevermind his canine companion.  You’re fairly certain you remember him introducing himself when you first moved in, but other than that you’ve had very little to do with each other since then apart from the one time you accidentally picked up his mail and he came knocking on your door in search of it.  You remember thinking he was cute, too, back then, but despite the smiles that you’ve offered up whenever you may pass in the hall, Yoongi has remained somewhat of a mystery.  

Is he just shy, perhaps?  Or is he really as aloof and disinterested as the perma-furrow in his brow might have you believe?  

Of course, as soon as Remi spots the other dog she starts whimpering and pulling even more with the want to go and say hello, which is ridiculous, really, because you know as the moment the poodle comes close she’ll turn tail and run - which lo and behold, she does.  Their noses have barely touched when she jumps backwards and then scampers to hide behind your legs, tangling you up in her lead as she goes.  

“Oh Remi, you big wuss!” you sigh as you fight to shuffle backwards enough for Yoongi and his dog to actually be able to get past - a task easier said than done given that the poodle seems set on chasing after her, tangling you up even more.  

“Holly, leave it,” you hear Yoongi warn as you peer down at the dogs dancing between your legs, praying for Remi not to do anything that might embarrass the both of you.  She’s never been aggressive before - all bark and no bite through and through - but there’s always a first… 

As if right on cue, Remi releases a deep, rumbling growl as a warning once it becomes apparent that Holly doesn’t have any intention of backing off without a fight.  You cringe at the sound, embarrassed.  

“Hey!  Be nice!” you scold as the other dog very quickly turns tail and runs back to his owner, startled.   You feel your cheeks fill with heat as Yoongi scoops Holly off the ground and into his arms, making a mental note to not give Remi any of her usual bedtime treats this evening.  “I’m really sorry about that,” you gush despite Remi looking anything but, sat scratching herself at your feet without a care in the world.  

“It’s fine,” Yoongi shrugs, glancing down at Holly with a hint of a smile, “‘Bout time someone put him in his place.”  You can’t quite think what to say to that - caught off guard by how very different Yoongi looks when there’s a smile on his face rather than a frown.   

Yeah, he’s definitely cute.  Cute button nose?  Check.  Honey-boy smile?  Check.  Even the dye job on his hair is better than your own - a deep mahogany red to suit the changing of the seasons. 

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Any feedback is very much appreciated! 

[strxnged]

Well I'm still really new to Tumblr so not sure how to properly tag things so they'll get seen and I'm always worried about using the wrong tags.

PLS IM GLAD YOU LIKED IT. Most of that piece actually stemmed from the "Even his flaws make him perfect" line. As well my own feelings of like how I felt it would feel like to be dating Oikawa which for me personally would come with a lot of feelings of being insecure (did that make sense??)

Best part about that is it was like one am when I wrote that so I'm shocked it turned out so well-

It kinda bothers me the way it is since I reblog so much it's hard to see my actual works so I think I'll sort that out this weekend because yikes. Also I've never done this before so it should be fun.

ILYT BRO >:C

-dream anon

jwjjfkdsl that makes sense yeah!! i was very confused abt how they work as well but there are a few things i wish i knew at first:

- you're allowed to spam the tags as long as it's relevent. for example, you can put #haikyuu x reader, #haikyuu x you, and #haikyuu x y/n and they will all help. with characters you have even more options: sugawara x reader, hq suga x you, haikyuu sugawara x reader, sugawara fluff, etc. - a lot of people already know this but plsss plss don't put irrelevent tags in there. if it's straight fluff then don't put #oikawa angst and the other way around. and don't tag things with smut. just don't. unless it is smut - in that case, only tag it with smut. - reblogging with main tags does absolutely nothing. the only thing it does for the post has to do with the fact that it was reblogged in the first place, but tags in reblogs do not make it appear in search more. the most helpful thing to do when you're reblogging is leave comments about the piece or use your own tags if you have a tag reblogging system (for me, i use [🌙] recs so that all my comfort fics can be easily found on my blog by clicking on that tag.

oops i sorta rambled for a bit. but yeah i'm sure you knew most of that .... that last one drives me insane because no one seems to realize there isn't any point in reblogging something and adding "#haikyuu x reader" or "#sugawara fluff"

i love how you obviously pulled from your own feelings while you were writing that instead of trying to make it up so that it just sounded good. i love that sincerity in fiction. that completely makes sense :( oikawa is too much for this world and i would definitely also get insecure fjxksfdkksjd keep in mind that when you express your own feelings in writing it's actually a fantastic way to connect to readers - because no matter what you might be feeling, there's a good chance someone else in the world has felt similar :o

sfesdwesfd yes writing at 1am >> idk brains just work the best creatively then or smth 😍

sdfkjjweofs ookay good luck! if u need tips you can totally ask me or a lot of other bloggers will also be willing to help ya >:)

ps: i hope none of this came across wrong my brain is not working i just woke up

[queenofmiscellany]

And I’ll Always Be Yours...Sugawara x Reader | Haikyuu

And I’ll Always Be Yours... Sugawara x Reader | Haikyuu | FF

Sugawara x GenderNeutral! Reader

Genderneutral reader

Kissing included

//TW: Anxiety, 

Palms sweating, eyes looking everywhere, you were ready. This was it. This. The end. Of all. Of everything. Well, actually, the end of this years' matches but same thing. Sugawara glanced at you and smiled softly. You felt your cheeks heat up and smiled quickly, then looked away, pretending to be thirsty and gulping down a lot of water. You weren't sure if it was your water bottle, either.

3...

2...

1...!

BANG! BAM!

The game had started. You saw the opposite team serving and the ball moving back and forth...back and forth...you yourself felt dizzy...must be the stress...

FLASHBACK:

'Okay...new school...big day...new people...anxiety...new...new..new whats? New...new...cats? No...no...new...new...people! PEOPLE! Oh...anxiety...kicking...in...' you thought to yourself clutching your bag tightly.

You looked down and walked forward, your dirty black Converse trudging on the floor, your midnight blue backpack not on your back but grabbed by your shivering hands...deep breaths...that was all...wasn't it? She said it would be okay, your shrink, it would all be fine...

All be...all be...all be fine. Just fine. Just fiiiiiiine and dandy. Juuuuuuuust fine. Just fine. J-just fine. And dandy.

'Heya! How are you doing? Are you the new student? Do you need help around the school? Do you need me to carry your bag? Do you know where your class is?' asked someone.

You didn't dare to look up as it would require making eye contact, but you managed to mumble out, 'N-n-n-no thank you-u.'

'A-are you sure? I can help it's no problem!' said the voice again.

You subconsciously looked up and saw a silver-haired boy smiling at you. Your cheeks immediately flushed and you grabbed your backpack tighter, stressed as to what he might think of you. After analyzing the situation, you thought it would be a good idea to accept the help offered by the boy and said.

'O-ok...Uh...do you know where class 3-A would be? And uh...where the library is? I heard they have some really good mangas here,' you said, gaining speed in your voice as you got more and more excited about the library.

You didn't notice, but Sugawara blushed and looked deeply into your eyes as you looked around, well observing the whole school, returning your eyes back to Sugawara, you caught him looking at you and he looked away.

It was silent for a few seconds.

'Uh...what's your name?' he asked.

'Y/n...' you mumbled, trying to build up courage to say, 'and yours?'

(PS to all you newbie fanfic readers, y/n means 'your name')

Luckily for you, he did just that.

'I'm Suga. Sugawara. Koushi. You can call me Suga, by the way.' (a/n: as much as I simp for BTS Suga it is not him :p)

BACK TO THE PRESENT:

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'23 for Karasuno, so far! AAaaaaaaaaaand 12 for Aoba Johsai! Damn Oikawa the girls are LEEEEEEEEEEAAAVING!!!!' screamed the announcer (upcoming...A Silent Voice ref...) adding in her usually tendency to speak blunt truth without a hint of sugar. You chuckled, this made you feel better. Your stress, that was for Suga, you had enough stress that Suga himself didn't have to worry at all.

Your stomach stopped churning. Karasuno was winning, and Oikawa, the guy who had tried moves on you was getting killed by the announcer...aka Yuzuru Nishimiya, who had come from another school to announce, well, originally she was supposed to take pictures but she tried announcing just for fun and they liked it, and thus here she was! (She's still allowed to take pictures, though!)

:D

A few minutes passed, you weren't focusing on the game, but on everything that was going wrong. Suga always said you were 'so analytical, like Tsukki, always analyzing everything like the intelligent person that you are' whilst ruffling your hair.

'AND TIIIIIIIIIIIIIME IS UP FOR THIS MATCH THING!' exclaimed Yuzuru, not knowing much about volleyball.

Suga ran to you, sweating and smiling. Although everyone was looking as your romance was the most interesting and probably one of the only in the whole Karasuno school, Suga cupped your face with his hand and kissed you deeply, you closed your eyes and cupped his face with both of your hands. After a while, he chuckled and nuzzled his head into your neck.

'You'll always be mine Y/n...And I'll always be yours...'

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THE END

A/N (author's note): Hello everyone :p This is my first ever fluff, let alone Haikyuu oneshot so I hope you enjoyed it! I have trouble updating since I have a lot of homework and all but I try my best to do so :p 

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Hope you enjoyed it and feel free to like/reblog!

[kodzuken-pie]

Congrats on 300! I wasn’t going to send in a request but I saw the 19. “The place in the corner of the street” and thought of Asahi going to this small, quiet, hole in the wall tea shop every now and then to wind down (and talk to the cute tea server) after a long day of volleyball practice. You don’t need to accept this one though, since I already sent in a request recently, but I did wanna share it with you haha! - Shortcake Anon (ps. terraforming hurts and I’m crying)

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[ A/N : I could totally see this, just Asahi trying to make up a conversation and it’s just ooooooh I love him so much! Thank you shortcake anon!! (p.s. yes I knooooow) ]

Pairing : Asahi x reader

Prompt : The place in the corner of the street

Warnings : none

Word count : 1313

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• || Care for some tea?~~

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“Thank you for your hard work!” You said as you started to head out.

“Asahi, wait up!” You hear Suga approach you.

“You seem to be in a hurry.” Daichi was close behind him.

“Oh well..” You trailed off, not wanting them to know that you were going somewhere. “Just tired, you know.” You laughed nervously.

“If you say so~” Suga wiggled his eyebrows at you, smirking as if he knew something.

“Leave him alone, Suga. Come on, let’s go stop by Sakanoshita.” Daichi puts a hand on Suga’s shoulder, urging him to come with him.

You wave at them with a nervous smile, letting go of the breath you didn’t realize you were holding. As soon as they are out of your field of vision, you check your phone for the time.

“Ok, I still have time. Hopefully they are still there.” Looking up from your watch, you rush off to the direction of your destination.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

There it was, that little hole in the wall tea shop that was in the corner of the street. You take a deep breath as you get closer, trying to calm your nerves. Even though you have been here more than once. You still couldn’t seem to get rid of your nervousness. Of course it was because you only went here to see them.

You peak in through the windows to see if they were there and of course they were. Walking around with a tray, smiling happily as they served tea to the customers. You stop and stand in front of the door, hand gripping the door handle a little too tightly. Taking another deep breath in, you close your eyes and open the door.

The bell hanging on the door made a little jingling noise, making all the tea servers look at you. Your eyes land on theirs and in an instant, you feel your cheeks heat up. They gave you a smile, a very warm and welcoming smile.

“A table for one?” The hostess snapped you back to reality.

“Uh oh yeah! For one, please. Sorry, thank you.” You manage to mumble out.

The hostess then led you to a table by the window. You set your bag down on the floor and lean it against the wall, taking out your pen and a notebook. You started drawing little figures of them, their uniform and the way they smiled while you waited.

“Hello! Sorry to keep you waiting! Should I get the usual for you?” Their voice boomed in your ears, making you close your notebook suddenly.

“Ah, y-yes please!” You laugh nervously and scratch the back of your head. “Am I here that much that you already know my order?” You asked, trying to pick up a small conversation.

“Yes, actually!” They giggled, making you swoon. “Well, your order isn’t that complicated either! Did you want anything else aside from the usual?” They hugged the little tray close to their chest.

“N-no! The usual is fine!” You stuttered and internally screamed.

“Alright then! I’ll have your order in a few, ok?” They gave you a smile, not the same smile they gave to the other customers but a smile that seemed like it was reserved for you.

You wondered as they walked away, ‘was that smile, for me?’. Your head craned to the side, then you shook it, thinking ‘no, impossible! Why would they?’. You sighed heavily and pushed your thoughts away, going back to your little drawings as you eyed them.

A few minutes later, they popped up next to you. Looking at your drawings and giggling. They then realized just how absorbed you were and took their time to really look at you. Then you looked up and turned your head, eyes widening as you noticed them standing next to you. Their face and your face close enough that a little nudge would make your lips meet and you froze in place.

“Hi there! Sorry if I startled you! I set your tea down and a slice of chocolate cake, on the house!” They moved back, seemingly unfazed by how close you two were.

“Oh no! You didn’t startle me! I was just lost in thought!” You looked over at the table, seeing your cup of tea and a slice of cake next to it. “Thank you! And you didn’t have to..” A light pink dusted your cheeks and you swallowed thickly.

“I like your drawings, they’re really nice.” They commented as they pointed at your notebook.

Asahi.exe has stopped working. You froze again, eyes widening and your face screamed embarrassment. Slowly closing your notebook, you looked up at them and gave them an apologetic smile.

“Are those drawings of me?” They asked curiously, a sweet smile rugged at their lips.

“Oh.. uhm.. y-yes..” you squeaked out, looking outside.

They waved over one of the other tea servers and told them that they were going on break. Sitting on the vacant chair in front of you, they take your notebook and look through your various drawings. Your eyes darted to them, scanning for their reaction but all you could see was that same smile on their face.

“I’m honored.” They whispered, their eyes flicking up to look at you. “You make me look like an angel!” They giggled softly, making your heart flutter.

“But you are.” You blurted out, your mouth spewing out words before your brain could even realize what you said.

They looked at you in shock, the tips of their ears turning red. “You think I’m an angel?” They asked you, their beautiful velvety voice almost a whisper.

You bit your inner cheek and nodded, eyes refusing to meet theirs. You could hear them say ‘oh’ under their breath. Your hands fiddling on your lap in nervousness.

“Thank you! I think you’re an angel too!” They spoke up, a big bright grin on their face.

You audibly gasped. “M-me?!” You stammered out, shaking your head. “Why do you say that?!” You could hear the disbelief in your voice.

“Because you are!” They chuckled lightly. “My break is almost over so let me just..” They took your pen and wrote something in your notebook before closing it and handing it back to you with a gracious smile. “I hope you enjoy your tea and cake!” They stood up and bowed before going back to their work.

You watched them walk off before opening the notebook and scanning the pages. Your mouth gapes open as you flip onto the page with their writing.

“Their number. They gave me their number.” Asahi.exe has stopped working again.

Your brain seemed to have short circuited and the only thing that brought you back was Suga smacking your head. Daichi stood behind him and was telling everyone they knew each other.

“So this is where you’ve been going!” Suga exclaimed as he sat down.

“Ah! Suga! Daichi! What are you guys doing here!” You retorted, head looking back and forth between the two.

“Suga suggested we should follow you and if I wasn’t going with him then he’d go by himself so you know.” Daichi shrugged, sitting down in front of you.

“Who was that cutie just now huh? Don’t tell me you’ve gotten yourself a significant other now~” Suga teased.

“Wh-What?! N-no! They were just o-on break a-and they wanted to sit here!” You stuttered.

“Likely story~” Suga commented while Daichi looked at them with a smile and they smiled back.

“W-whatever! Let’s just go then!” You get up in a hurry and pack your things, walking over to the cashier and paying.

Sugawara and Daichi followed suit, leading the way out. Teasing you the whole time. You looked over your shoulder one last time before heading out and there they were. Watching you walk out with the sweetest smile, waving you goodbye as you walked out.

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[star-puff]

milestone!

we’ve reached 100+ followers! even a month ago i never fathomed actually making a writing blog, much less 100 people following me! i just wanted to say a big thank you to everyone who gave my writing a chance and enjoyed it enough to follow me <3

if anyone is interested in me doing a milestone event, i.e., sleepover event, ask game, requests for flash fics, please send in a suggestion in my inbox/dms/comments! i’ll probably do the one that is most suggested!

and now for a couple special mentions for the friends i’ve made along the way:

@imaginethathaikyuu - EM!!! my favorite drunkard, the walnut to my red bean, akaashi’s one and only wife, thank you for always encouraging me no matter what! you were one of my very first mutuals, and honestly you don’t even know how glad i am you wrote that post asking ppl to dm you to be your friend. we’ve had the absolute funniest conversations, the most big-brained brainstorming sessions, etc etc etc. I promise i’ll read radio silence one day. just for you <3

 @mooshua - aaaa aurora! you know i always enjoy reading your shiratorizawa and msby series’ so much! they always bring me so much joy, even if the majority of it is bullying atsumu and bringing me second embarrassment from coconut boy goshiki projecting his crush of manager-chan onto literally,,,EVERYTHING. i apologize for my findings of atsumu = random cartoon character posts, but, i think everyone just needs to see those posts to unlock their third eye 😔✋ LMAOO (ps i still think abt leather jorts, and i still sweat)

@miyafeuille - dawn, you always brighten my day whenever you reblog my fics with your tags! i love love love reading people’s thoughts on my fics and yours never fail to make me smile <33 i hope you enjoy your honeymoon with la lune and that you two will live a long and happy life together!

@tooruluv - !!! mya. we haven’t talked a lot lately, but you’re always SO FUN to talk to, especially when we’re both screaming over tanaka’s smited wiki page HAHA. reader x sana rights, reader x sana will remain supreme!!!!

@krystallisert - aj, i can never explain to you the gasp that left my mouth when i saw the notification that you followed me. like, my soul LEFT MY BODY. i’ve loved your au fics from even before i made this writing blog, the way you build your worlds is honestly just so awe-inspiring. i’ll continue to be one of your biggest fans until the end of time ♡

@sa-suga - kyoukaaaaa!! my same-age friend, the queen of many, many, (almost too many?) wips, we haven’t been talking for long but every time we do i always end up smiling! you’re so thoughtful and you put so much care into your writing it’s amazing--absolutely amazing. from your school struggles to extracurriculars, you work SO HARD at life and to be honest i kinda just wanna fly across the world and give you a big hug and tell you to take it easy and take care of yourself 🥺🥺🥺❤️ ilysm, please indulge in as many skincare routines necessary, and i hope you someday live that kyudo shoujo manga life you almost had ♡♡

@edensxgarden eden, my favorite heart to break ❤️❤️ I’M KIDDING ilysm, thank you for being a good sport and still calling me cute even though i am indeed equipped with a revolver and shooting bullets through your heart HAHA. your reblogs and your tags make me laugh SO HARD you have no idea. thank you for always supporting me, i hope your revenge in your job goes slow and effectively 😌��

and finally, 

@w-yuren​ - ren 🥺🥺🥺🥺 you know by now that are the reason for start of this blog, you and your fic born from a weird headspace ♡♡ thank you for indulging in my journey from 🌟anon to star-puff, thank you for answering the asks i send during my very very nocturnal sleeping schedule, and thank you for being you!! you’re one of the most kind-hearted people i know, even just from seeing the things you post & reblog i can tell. one day i will watch that show with corsak and i will message you in all caps, i promise😔✋ also! i have drunken water today, ty for always asking >:))

to all my other mutuals who i haven’t interacted with that much or not at all, this thank you extends to you as well!! my inbox and dms are always, always open to talk ♡♡♡♡♡♡