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your fave blorbo - 1 11 12 20 🥰

Yayyyy nico my one true blorbo (of the moment)...

This gets slightly long and has a lot of details about my pathfinder character/campaign that literally only 4 other people know about so. I'm making you click an entire extra button to read it <3

Their physical weak spots

This is a fun one bc I don't think she's ever actually lost any hp during the campaign?? Clearly she's invulnerable to physical attack. JK i think physically her biggest weakness is her height, she's very short. For everything else she wears like 7 layers of clothing at all times so that she Cannot Be Harmed. We're talking armor, extra magic wolf armor, thick coat, magic cloak, second cloak on top of that, scarf, thick leather boots that go up to the knee, tricorn hat. Probably gloves as well. Just don't ask her to reach the top shelf.

11. Bad or petty habits

She will never ever give more information than is entirely necessary. She will answer exactly the question that was asked. She Will not elaborate. Part of this is information security that was drilled into her in training (information is power, anything you tell people Can and Will be used against you) and part of it is just that she's petty and enjoys knowing things that other people don't. (Also she Will not ask for help lmao)

12. Grudges and vendettas

Okay, so, after the party killed their first vampire, this other vampire showed up with a pile of money and an invitation to the big fancy vampire ball and a mission to kill this guy named Clemens Hlond bc he was just the worst and everybody hated him. So we went to the party and met a bunch of the vampire clans, including the "good" ones who hired us. And Nico holds a grudge against them! Even tho they were actually very nice to us and seem like chill people! Because she wants more than anything to make a difference, and that involves being seen as a threat to the local vampires, and she hates that they feel comfortable inviting her to their parties and using her like a pawn in their game.

20. What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

OKAY SO (bass-boosted) one of my favorite thought experiments/daydreams is to imagine the worst possible ending and what it would take for her to get there.

If you will recall the above, as a vampire hater and aspiring champion of the common man, she haaates working for/with the vampire clans. Her biggest drivers are her sense of duty and her pride. Soooooo... What if she ended up as the personal attack dog of a vampire? Collared and chained, dehumanized, sent off to kill at the whims of her master/employer. Used as nothing more than a tool by the powers she sought to destroy. IDK I just think it would be very fucked up and kind of hot

As for how she gets to that point... it has to be her own choice. Most likely scenario is offering herself as a trade to save the rest of the party/her friends if they were to be captured or something. Alternative answer is that she falls in love with someone who Does Not have her best interests at heart - I don't think she's ever been in love before, and if/when it happens it will be a nasty forest fire of obsession, devotion and codependency lmao

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note: you guys all knew this was coming right? ... the end is near... please forgive me for the upcoming slight angst/frustering times to come lol </3 we must go through them for the sweetest ending ever !!! i rlly said: UPDATE UPDATE UPDAYSYEJSJ. i’ll be closing the taglist by next ch ,, so this is your last chance to be added! thank you guys for reading,, i hope you enj this ch as much as i enj writing it 🤣 it was def a ✨moment ✨

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💭 fave type of yoongi in this fic?

warnings: smut !! yoongi fingers oc ,, squirts ,, baby dirty talk & almost fucking :)

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The party tonight is packed with so many bodies and faces you could care less about. 

All you care about it Yoongi.

You’ve only been here 40 minutes before him yet it feels like 40 minutes too long.

It started off innocent. 

It was just you laughing along to their jokes and genuinely sharing about your life.. Then you felt the buzz of alcohol kick in and suddenly someone’s body was pushing onto yours. You blink and find Yoongi shoving someone to the wall and yelling in his face. Everyone begins to crowd around and cheer as you slip your way in between the two and beg Yoongi to take a step back. 

His furious eyes soften when you say, “Yoongi, I’m here. You wouldn’t hurt me, right?”

No. 

Of course, he wouldn’t. 

Yoongi drops his fists and uncurls them. You gesture at him to take deep breaths with you.. Even tipsy, you were still such a preschool teacher. It warmed his heart but also angers it. How could you be so patient even in times like these? Times where a warning shove and spiteful words should be exchanged for the sake of your respect. 

He doesn’t know what to do. He breathes in from his nose and sharply exhales in a pissed-off manner. “He deserves this.”

“You don’t,” you promise him. It’s painfully true. Yoongi doesn’t deserve to go through such angry emotions that clog up his relationship with you. Contrary, you don’t deserve to feel this uncomfortable between the two. “... I don’t deserve this.”

It’s then that Yoongi realizes how many eyes are on you three. How childish and immature everything has quickly become. You aren’t even his girlfriend and you already have him acting as if he’d kill for you… Which, let’s be clear; he would. 

“Take a breather,” you beg him before swiftly turning away to check up on the guy he pushed. 

Before you can say anything else or even check on Yoongi; he’s already halfway gone upstairs. You huff and turn to the guy whose name you can’t even remember. 

“Look at what you did,” you mutter to the guy who is still trying to catch his breath. “You made my boyfriend upset.”

By the time Yoongi finds himself in the bathroom, he locks the door and sighs heavily. His head is spinning, not knowing if he’s in the wrong or in the right. He doesn’t know what he’s doing anymore. If it’s not about you or for you—what is he doing? These days, it’s all about you. 

Everything aches. 

His heart, his head, and his knuckles all ache. His knuckles are a little red already but there are no cuts. Opening and closing his hands, he rolls his wrists to check on them. They feel a little tight but he’ll get over it. 

Yoongi leans towards the sink, turns on the tap, and splashes his face with the running cold water. It refreshes him instantly and calms his boiling blood. Turning the tap off, he lifts his head and stares at himself in the mirror. 

How did he get here?

Just a few months ago, you were the one chasing him. You were the one flooding his phone with random updates and thoughts. You were the one showing up to his practices. You were ignoring the swimmers and now—now you’re all they can look at. Now you entertain them and it hurts because you’re allowed to. 

You’re not his.

You don’t even flirt with them! Yoongi knows you well enough and is confident that you could never do such a thing to him… It’s just the fact that it’s not you that he can’t trust; it’s them. It’s their impulsive thoughts and greediness that Yoongi is well aware of. Why? Because he has a dick too. 

Because he likes you too.

Because maybe, deep down, Yoongi knows he’s just like them. 

Just as Yoongi begins to dig into his thoughts more, they are interrupted by the sound of your aggressive knocking. 

“Aki, it’s me,” your frail voice calls out for him. “Let me in, please..”

And just like that, Yoongi folds. 

He takes a step towards the door but hesitates as his hand wraps around the door knob. Yoongi wonders if this is the best state for you to see him in right now. He’s so confused and consumed in his own feelings—could he see yours? Could he consider yours? Could he be yours?

He wonders for a minute. 

You, on the other side, bite your tongue and hope he’ll let you in. 

Just as you’re about to knock again, the door swings open and you feel him grab onto your wrist and pull you inside. You yelp at the quick movement. You’ve sobered up by now, fully aware of the tension and happenings. You weren’t that tipsy anyway.

“Why’d you storm off like that?”

“You told me to leave,” he snickers.

It’s partly his fault. He listened too quickly to you. Usually, he’d stay. He’s not the type to leave a fight he starts. 

You shake your head to oppose his comment. “I asked you to take a breather.”

Yoongi shrugs. “Same shit… Why’d you follow me?”

“You left me.”

His shoulders drop and his eyebrows knit together in concern. He didn’t realize he left you with the same guys he was fighting off your body. 

Idiot. 

He’s such an idiot!

“Are you okay?” you ask him, quickly noticing the irritated look on his face. 

He’s leaning against the wall, just staring at you. You’re against the sink, tilting your head at him. You’ve never seen Yoongi look this��� Small? He looks so unsure. He looks so needy and just so… You don’t know. This is the first time Yoongi has ever looked at you like this. 

This is the first time Yoongi looks at you like he needs you. 

He moves closer to you. You straighten your posture and secretly inhale his scent. Nothing beats being close to him. You wish it could be like this all the time. How every part of him takes over you and just becomes a part of you… You wish this could last forever. 

“I hate that shit,” he begins, voice already so fragile. You look into his eyes, chasing them for some sign of calm. Instead, all you see is a blurry chaos. In his eyes, you see so much desperation, devastation, and disappointment. It makes your stomach turn and you aren’t sure if it’s in a good or bad way. “I hate that they feel entitled to you. I hate myself sometimes because I feel entitled to you. I hate—”

“I’m yours,” you blurt, cupping his cheeks and pulling him close. “You’re allowed to feel entitled to me. I get it. I feel entitled to you too.”

He rolls his eyes, unable to stop his pettiness from arising. “Whatever. Shouldn’t you be with your boyfriend?” Yoongi remarks the swimmers downstairs. God, when will they ever leave you alone?

“I’m pretty sure I am with him,” you tease.

Yoongi blushes and fails to hide it. “... Okay.”

“Okay?”

Biting his lip, he pulls away from you. “H-how do you do that? How do you piss me off and then pull me back in the moment you open your annoying mouth and say the dumbest shit—”

“You’re clearly upset,” you interrupt him. You hop on top of the sink counter and cross your arms. Offering him a sympathetic look, you ask, “do you want to regulate your emotions? Are you in the green zone, blue zone, yellow—”

“I’m not a child, ___.”

You laugh at him. “Then stop acting like one!”

“I am not your preschool student. I’m a fucking pissed-off boyfriend—”

“Mhmm?” you catch him in the heat of the moment. “What was that?”

Yoongi pauses and clears his throat. Did he just say that? Fuck. He hates that he has to correct himself. “... Eventually your boyfriend.”

“Mhmm.”

“Mhmm?” Yoongi glares at you. All this tension for you to be fucking around with him like this? Two can play this game. 

Yoongi then comes back to you. Closing in on you, you spread your legs for him to fit in between. He snakes his arms around you, making you arch your back. Tonight, you’re wearing one of his favourite skirts. It’s a white pleaded one and it makes you look so angelic. He’s always wanted to do this. He’s always wanted to shove himself up your pretty little skirt and ruin you. 

Thank god for your annoying little mouth. 

It gives him an in.

He leans in, resting his forehead against yours. You breathe heavily, taking in his scent once again. Before you know it, you feel his hands travel to your thighs and his index fingers twirl the thin fabric of your flimsy skirt. 

“You’re mine?” Yoongi asks you, “prove it to me.”

You nod, eyes locking with his. Shifting to get more comfortable, you let him scrunch up your skirt to your stomach. Helping him, you put your hand over his and hold your own skirt up. Yoongi smirks at your obedience and tilts his head cockily. 

You aren’t sure if it’s the slight buzz or the fact that your absolutely throbbing waiting for him to do something... But you give in. How could you not?

“Good girl,” he whimpers before dipping low to kiss your lips. 

Your lips melt onto his so easily. 

Just as sweet as the first, Yoongi takes his time sucking on your tongue and dragging the kiss intensity. It’s so wet and lewd, you practically feel his boner breaking through his jeans. As he kisses you, his lips travel down to your neck and your collarbone. Throwing your head back, you lift your other hand and place it on top of his bulge. 

“Fuck,” Yoongi struggles to keep it together. He sucks on your neck, letting your soft moans encourage him to leave a big hickey. He loves the way your hands rub him and how small they feel against him. Soon, your hands travel under his shirt and then around his arms. 

When he’s done leaving a mark, you hiss at the touch of his thumb rubbing against your panty. You two quickly exchange looks before you bite your lip and nod at him slowly. He takes this sign and finds the hem of your underwear to pull them down not even a second later. Scrunching your underwear in his hands, he places them beside you. 

You let him push on your stomach for a moment, causing you to lean against the mirror. In this position, he gets a clearer view of your pussy. Yet, he doesn’t look at it just yet. Instead, he tugs on the hem of your shirt. 

“Take it off,” he commands you. You shake your head teasingly. “Why not?”

“You didn’t say please.”

“You’re fucking insane,” Yoongi cries. “I hate you.”

You giggle in response. “I’m waiting—”

“Please let me see your tits, ace.”

You shrug. “Why?”

Yoongi’s shoulders drop, unamused by your behaviour. He huffs, “hey, how long do you think I have before my dick explodes?” 

Laughing, you playfully shove him. He sticks his tongue out at you and pulls away. You frown as he pushes your legs together and turns his back on you. About to leave, he suddenly gets hit on the head with your bra. 

Did you just fling your bra at him? 

Turning around, he’s greeted by your bare breast. You pout and pat your lap. “Come back. I’ll be good, aki.”

Yoongi nods, eyes closed with a tired expression. “Fine.”

You gasp at his reaction but quickly forget the negative feeling as he cups your breast with his veiny hands. Spreading your legs again, he takes his place in between them. There, he buries his face into your boobs and licks them. 

You moan. 

“Argh, g-get on with it,” you whine.

Yoongi blinks. “Say please.”

You’re dumbfounded and Yoongi feels awfully prideful. 

“I’m waiting.”

“P-please,” you choke, reaching for him. He lets you touch him. “I’ll be good.”

Yoongi takes your word for it. 

You two pick it up from where you left off. He bows his head and then spits on your pussy. Your breath hitches, feeling his saliva run down your folds. Yoongi wastes no time, dragging his thumb to massage his spit in. 

The bathroom is filled with heavy breath exchanges as he begins to stick his fingers inside you. There’s no warning and you can’t lie; it felt a little discomforting in the beginning. His fingers at long and thick, ultimately making you need a little time to adjust to the stretch and burn. Once you get used to it, it’s completely pleasurable. 

It feels so good—so rewarding. 

He knows exactly what he’s doing too.. Watching every little reaction from you and feeding off his skill of being a quick learner. He notices what you like best and how squeezing your breasts every so often adds to your experience. 

Circulating inside you, he pumps them in and out. His speed is exactly what it needs to be at the moment. Meanwhile, his ego continues to skyrocket from your whimpering and gasps. Yoongi curls his fingers inside you and looks up to watch your facial expression. Your eyes roll back and flutter to fixate on his lips. Your eyebrows furrow in concentration; completely getting lost in the sensualness.

Yoongi fingers you deep and fast. It gets more and more intense and before you know it, you’re uttering his name. “Y-Yoongiii,” you sob. “I’m g-gonna—nghh!”

He pulls out his fingers when he feels your walls tighten. Instantly, he slaps your pussy and sneaks in a few rubs against your clit. Before you know it, you wince at the sudden relief of release. 

You squirt. 

Yoongi takes so much pride in this. He moans, leaning against your forehead again and watching your stomach twitch. Followed by that, your breasts bounce from the overdrive. Your lips have become puffy from all the kissing and lip-biting. There’s so much sweat between you two and he can’t help but love how sticky everything feels. 

He pauses, letting you catch your breath. After a moment of silence, you sit up and pull him towards you. Without exchanging words, you unbutton and unzip his pants. His boxers cover his length and it makes you so much more hungry and desperate. 

As you peel off his boxers, Yoongi breathes; “do you really want me to fuck you in a bathroom?”

You blink at him. 

“W-what? Why not?”

He shrugs, watching you take his dick out. You pump him and run your thumb across his angry tip. Yoongi’s body shivers and he can’t help but mutter your name. 

“Fuck, ___.” 

You smile, loving the way he reacts to your touch. Even if you feel a little exhausted from your turn; you couldn’t miss this. You refuse to. 

He moves close to you and stretches your folds. Then, he places himself in between them and shares one final look with you before he brushes his dick up and down your entrance. 

“Don’t tease,” you beg. “You’ve done that enough today.”

He chuckles at your desperation and feels his heart clench. “Whatever you want, ace. You have it. You have me. I’m yours.”

With that, you reach up to kiss him. As you two kiss, and just as he’s about to push himself, knocks abruptly interfere. 

You two turn to the door and watch the door knob shake. Yoongi pulls away, tucking himself back in. You reach to your side and put on your underwear and bra. Fixing yourselves up, you two sigh at the sound of Jimin’s voice on the other side. 

“Yoongi, you fucked up one of our swimmer’s shoulders! He can’t compete at our next meet! I hope ___ blue balls you, you bitch! I won’t let you two fuck because of this!”

After that, Jimin continues to yell and knock on the door. Yoongi groans, hating his friend more than ever. Looking back at you, he watches you compose yourself. You fix your hair, adjust your clothes, and catch your breath. 

He offers his hand and helps you off the sink counter. Your legs still feel a little weak, so you stumble. Yoongi catches you before you can fall and holds you tight. You thank him for helping you and clear your throat to break the awkwardness. 

“You sober now?” Yoongi’s voice is dry. He feels a little parched and imagines you feel the same.

“... Y-yeah,” you nod, snapping back to reality. “Thanks f-for that. W-we should head out… Jimin probably wants to talk to you anyway, so I’ll head out first—”

Yoongi catches your arm and holds you still. “No goodbye kiss?”

Your eyes widen. 

After all of that, he still wants to pull this kind of bullshit? You can’t help but feel it to be endearing though. Giving in, you quickly kiss him on the lips, unlock the door, and push past Jimin. 

Jimin glares at Yoongi and shoves him. “Bro, you fucked up one of the sperms shoulders! I fucking hate you—”

Yoongi stands in the bathroom, watching you leave. He can’t hear anything Jimin has to say and honestly? It doesn’t matter to him right now. All that matters is you.. 

Yoongi doesn’t even know where you’re going, but he is sure to follow soon enough.

There’s no easy way to describe how he feels about you. How intensely he yearns for your attention or how much it aches to be yours for a moment and then left in the dust the next. 

It bothers him so much to watch you walk away… It’s a sight he can’t seem to swallow. Instead of fighting what he thinks this is; Yoongi gives in to the very thought that has been running through his mind since the very first moment you stepped into his life.

“I think I love her.” Yoongi confides to Jimin.

“No shit...” Jimin responds, sighing in defeat as he lets Yoongi slip through the door and follow you into the crowd.

[midasinc]

I speak for both myself and @aromantic-enjolras when I humbly ask for some enjolras/courfeyrac friends with benefits content 😇 (the E/C shippers are STARVING) thank u thank u lots of luv <3

i love them as fwb i think it has so much fun potential ive done a post like this a WHILE ago but i wanna revamp it and go canon era baby! fuck okay this might get long

-anyway my #1 hc for enj and courfeyrac friendship wise is that they grow up like a door down from each other. in canon era this translate more that like their parents are good friends and they know each other even before they have children

-so enjolras is somebody that courfeyac grows up knowing from their father's hunting trips that they go on and their private schooling that they do together that they sneak out of to go play in the garden with wooden swords

-there's this sort of ball they're forced to go to when they're teens and neither of them are that interested. enjolras keeps complaining that his shoes are uncomfortable and courfeyrac is bored by formal conversation and standing by his parents as they introduce him to someone else's daughter

-they end up leaning against the wall together by the food and refreshments, just sneaking a bunch of little fruits and hors d'oeuvres because theyre teenagers and theyre hungry. anyway, they're sort of just watching people in fancy dresses and suits passing by and enjolras is rolling his eyes and saying something when they both reach forward for the same thing and enjolras's arm bumps into the glass of dark wine courfeyrac is pretending to drink just spills all over enjolras's sleeve. both of them kind of start to freak out and courfeyrac's solution is to hide before either of their parents see because oh they are so dead. you can't fix a stain like that. so they run to the nearest washroom of this manor they've never been to before and courfeyrac is yelling at him telling him that they need to soak it in hot water and enjolras is yelling back that they need to soak it in cold water. they're in this panicked rush to undress enjolras and courfeyrac is struggling with all the buttons and layers and their hands keep bumping into each other and as enjolras hits the wall and courfeyrac finally gets to his inner layer and yanks the shirt off

-and both of them are panting from the struggle and sort of coming to realize how close they are and it's cold in this washroom so the hairs on enjolras's arms stand and courfeyrac is maybe thinking and maybe not at the same time and he leans forward and kisses him. and it takes enjolras a second but he kisses back. and that's the first time they ever have a sort of more-than-friends encounter

-they don't really talk about the hour or so they spend making out in the washroom. they have to show enjolras's parents the red stain all over the sleeve and courfeyrac gets told off for the wine and enjolras gets told off for being irresponsible and neither of them talk for a week before enjolras breaks because he misses his friend and he goes back to ask courfeyrac if he wants to look for frogs by the river

-it happens again. and again. and courfeyrac comes to realize that they have a really unconventional relationship but he doesn't mind it at all. enjolras isn't interested in marriage or girls. he doesn't seem interested in courfeyrac either, not in the way that courfeyrac maybe looks at other boys their age on occasion. and maybe the portrait of saint sebastian in his library that appears in his dreams and fantasies more often than he'd like to admit. enjolras asks courfeyrac to lounge in the garden with him or read the newspapers and play chess and catch frogs, even when they're probably too old to be doing so. enjolras is just his best friend and honestly courfeyrac doesn't mind. they can go catch frogs and end up hidden from anyone else beneath a tree by the river to kiss and maybe more

-courfeyrac is a year older than enjolras, so he's already at uni when enjolras finally comes to paris. he's ecstatic, really. he greets his friend in the biggest hug and shows him all of the best places to eat and have fun. enjolras winds up distracted by the harsh split between their lives with what wealth they have and the lives of the poor in the city. he's not as used to seeing it and it really breaks his spirit

-courfeyrac listens to him rant about it and agrees, wondering what it is enjolras is willing to do about it. he's not sure himself, but he'd follow enj to the ends of the earth if he'd ask. so they start their group. and it's difficult. it's difficult to find people with "treasonish" opinions and enjolras gets frustrated. really mf frustrated

-he's in courfeyrac's lodgings one night just so aggravated and upset as he paces back and forth and talks with his hands. he doesn't know what to do. he can't relax. he just feels shitty all the time. courfeyrac stands up and takes his hands and tells him that he is brilliant and charming and will always be capable of change, but sometimes these things take time. and enj kisses him. and they fall back into old habits

-sex for enjolras is an outlet to let go of care. courfeyrac is willing to indulge in whatever enjolras might give him

-courfeyrac likes that enjolras will tie him with a furrow in his brow. he likes that enjolras gets angry and will leave a bite on his chest that bruise for days on end. courfeyrac also likes that sometimes enjolras taps his sleeve at frustrating points in time, nodding his head towards the nearest empty room, and just wants courfeyrac to take control.

-and enjolras likes courfeyrac. he's a beautiful man with a solid weight to him and bright eyes and somebody that he is incredibly attracted to on occasion. he likes to kiss him in their rooms and pull on courfeyrac's hair and sit on his lap and then get dinner together that night and discuss the newspaper, just like they used to

-combeferre notices their odd little relationship but never comments on it. he worries that courfeyrac might have some sort of love for enjolras, that his heart is going to get totally broken when enjolras doesn't feel the same way. courfeyrac loves enjolras, of course, but it isn't like that.

-he's willing to follow enjolras to the ends of the earth and he knows him like no one else, but he's comfortable loving him in a way that doesn't need romance and courtship.

-combeferre's diaries do discuss his journey of discovering how their friendship works and they're quite funny. he worries that they have murdered a man with the way they suspiciously whisper to each other and he corners courfeyrac one day, only to find a peculiar bruise on his neck that wasn't there before enjolras left. ah. combeferre has to pinch his brow and walk away

[pumpkinspice-prouvaire]

Here you have your cute Triumvirate headcanons (and a big hug if you're okay with that)!

- Combeferre and Enjolras are childhood friends. If you want embarassing photos of Enjolras, you should definitely ask Ferre. He has a collection he brings out from time to time: four-year-old Enjolras with puffy cheeks and his face covered in chocolate from his birthday; Enjolras missing his front teeth in a tree costume made out of coloured paper for school; Enjolras in a pool with arm wings bigger than his head...

- Courfeyrac met Combeferre at theatre club when they were twelve, and he soon was inseparable. He had so many bad ideas as a teenager and he dragged the other two with him. Over and over again, he will say "yeah, so when we were fifteen we did..." and you'll think he's joking, but no, they really climbed to the roof of the abandoned building next to their school at midnight.

- The minute they can, they get an apartment just the three of them. They keep it on and off for the rest of their lives. Life pulls them apart sometimes, like the year Courfeyrac went to do some volunteer work to South America, or when Enjolras got a job in a different city, or when Combeferre decided to try to live with his then boyfriend, but they always come back to each other.

- If you headcanon any of them as dating, this is a Spice Girls situation: if you wanna be one of them's lover, you have to get along with their friends. They are a package deal.

- At some point they develop a chore division that would make Ford proud (although don't tell them that). Enjolras does the grocery shopping and cooks, Courfeyrac washes the dishes and the clothes, and Combeferre does the weekly cleaning.

- They have a common bookshelf with all of their political works. Well, it was one bookshelf when they were young. Now it's an entire wall of the living room. In any case, they keep buying books, and they recommend them to one another. "So, I was reading this book on American imperialism and I think you would enjoy it", "oh, cool, leave it at my bedside table once you're finished". They also gift each other books all the time.

- But it's not all work and no pleasure. Apart from what they play with other people, they have two nights a month where they sit down, whatever is going on with their lives, and play RPGs. They take turns playing game master, and they have half a dozen campaigns open. Which also means that sometimes they'll start talking about their characters' adventures with no context, and people get super confused. "Oh, yeah, like that time when you ran away with all our money and I found you and broke your jaw... that was fun".

I could probably come up with more stuff, but I have work to do, so I'm going to leave it there! Hope this makes you feel better! ^^

Oh god oh fuck I love the three of them so much. Have some (hopefully just as cute!) headcanons in return and thank u for the hug <3 <3 <3

-The three of them met in maternelle/kindergarten/whatever you wanna call it (This is a long boi but I love this headcanon and I've wanted to talk about it for ages). So they're having break time outside, and Courfeyrac is on the swings and Enjolras, who was actually kind of timid as a kid (he was raised in a 'children should be seen and not heard' kind of household, which, eugh) is watching him and would like a turn on the swing. So he steps forward to ask Courfeyrac if he can have a go, but he misjudges the distance and Courfeyrac fucking kicks him in face. Enj falls on the ground in a heap and immediately bursts into tears because, well obviously, he's four years old and he's just been yeeted across the playground. Courfeyrac immediately stops and freaks out, but it's Combeferre who runs over and picks Enj up and calms Courfeyrac down and the two of them take Enj to the nurse's office, and she has a heart attack because oh god why are these four year olds covered in blood. Enj gets three stitches in his lip, and the first day he comes back to school Courfeyrac gives him a stuffed dog and a joint 'Get Well Soon' card Combeferre and he made together. Enjolras still has a small scar above his lip, and he may or may not still have the stuffed dog in his wardrobe somewhere shut up it's really none of your business

-Courfeyrac has a big house and two older brothers, so during the summers Combeferre and Enjolras practically move in. They spend everyday riding their bikes to the beach and playing football or rugby with Courf's brothers and having ice cream for dinner, luckily Courf's parents don't really mind having two extra kids for eight weeks a year

-Courfeyrac and Enjolras were each other's first kiss. The two of them were hanging out because Combeferre was on a date with a girl in their class (didn't know he was greyromantic yet) and Courfeyrac is panicking about "what if I never get kissed?! What if my first kiss sucks because I don't know what I'm doing?!" because he's an insecure teenager. Eventually Enjolras is like "oh my god if you're that desperate to get it over with I will kiss you right now to shut you up" and Courf is like "fine do it then!!!" lol. So they kiss for a lil bit and it's fine but then they break apart and look at each other and just burst into hysterical laughter, because oh my god that's Enjolras and oh my god that's Courfeyrac and what the hell are we doing????? It doesn't mean they don't do it again in the future though....

- It's a game changer when they all pass their driving tests and Courf gets his first car. The three of them go on long drives after school on a Friday and blast music and just have their main character moment, good for them

- When the time came to think about university, they deliberately didn't talk about where they were applying to. They didn't want to hold each other back or pressure each other to stay together. Turns out they all applied to universities in Paris anyway. Nice.

- The three of them understand each other to the point where they can practically have conversations without speaking, and finish each other's sentences. They all understand the other's little idiosyncrasies as well.

- If any of them have had a bad day, or something has happened, it doesn't matter how old they are, Courfeyrac will declare a slumber party and the three of them curl up together in his bed and cuddle until they feel better. Combeferre comes home from a very long, very stressful shift at the hospital, and he never cries but he looks close to tears right now, and Enjolras says "What do you need?" And Combeferre says in a very small, very un-Combeferre voice, "Slumber party" and Courfeyrac just takes his hand and tells him he doesn't even have to ask

LMAO I GOT CARRIED AWAY BUT I LOVE THEM AND I THINK THAT'S VERY VALID OF ME

[fivie]

i have read and reread chapter 19 like, six times now and every time i do i am struck by another little detail of moment of incredible tenderness. i adore jehan with the haunted doll, i love enj seeing that grantaire sketches for reasons that aren’t about him and actually asking about majorca, i will never get over enjolras saying “he’s NOT a monster,” and enj realizing the existence of/seeing grantaire’s little human room lives rent free in my head. and of course the return of bahorel and feuilly??? and enj crying in grantaire’s arms???? anyways thank you for such a wonderful update, i keep noticing new things!! i was wondering, if you had to pick, what would you say is your favorite (or top 3) moment(s)/details from this chapter?

Sorry I have been sitting on this ask for so long bc it deserves due consideration and every time I’ve gone to try and answer it my brain has regrettably been soup 😔 having a rare non-soupy moment just now so let’s GOOOO

I think my top 3 moments from chapter 19 would be uhhhhhhh

1. Grantaire being offered a free cube of cheese at the supermarket while mid-internal-crisis and feeling the full insanity of his situation and having a moment of wanting to true-voice screech and probably collapse the building but then he just takes the cheese

2. Bahorel and Feuilly finally showing up!! I’ve had that in my pocket for a very long time and was soo excited to finally drop it on everyone. It only took me 19 chapters to assemble the full Amis squad ✌️

3. okay I DO love the haunted doll!!! I was not expecting everyone else to love the haunted doll quite so much. fyi, all haunted doll fans owe a debt to ♥️ @starkey ♥️ — the concept of Jehan rehabilitating haunted objects came into being during a conversation we had, and it only made it into the final chapter because she convinced me (a fool), multiple times, not to cut it out :'D

oooh I love that you’re finding new stuff to enjoy on each reread!! 🥺🥺 thank u so much I love to hear ur thoughts and the parts that stood out to you 🥺❤🥺❤

[dannypuro]

So I just binged Something Telling and it’s just, so amazing? Like, your characterization is so on point and I just have nothing but nice things to say about it. Can I make a list? I’m gonna make one cause I have Emotions™️ about every one of these dweebs.

1. Grantaire is just, so nice and kind and smart, and not an alcoholic! Like, I love the fics where he deals with that, but it’s nice to see him being a semi-functional adult person. (Was he an alcoholic in this universe at one point?) Plus, he’s still enough of an emotional disaster otherwise. Love him ❤️

2. ENJ VS TECHNOLOGY. I could read about that forever. Swearing in an elevator? Iconic. Never using the space bar? Perfect. Also now I refer to movies as “movings” in my head so there’s that.

3. Combeferre is the sane man of this family and I love it so much. Also I never thought of vaccines for time travel AUs and I genuinely cackled when Ferre brought it up. Like, yeah, that’s a good point.

4. Jehan is always chaotic and I love them for it. Also, I know R doesn’t want to hear about it, but I absolutely want to know what their sex talk consisted of. I’m curious.

5. Baz and Feuilly. Yes. Good. Lovely boys. So glad they got their shit together.

6. “I am wanted by the government for high treason.” Honestly Enj has so many golden moments/lines. He is trying his best and I love him.

7. The PTSD our boy has and how he’ll have to work through it, but he has Friends and Boyfriend to help. (Side note: I live in the US, so I don’t know how much of a thing it might be in Paris, but do they set off a lot of fireworks on New Years? Cause I feel like that would be a thing that Enj would have to deal with, especially if no one tells him about it beforehand)

8. The research you would have had to do for this is just, incredible. And I think you captured how someone would really be if they just got yeeted into the future with no tech experience whatsoever. Like, I’ve been living here since 1994 and I’m overwhelmed by stuff sometimes.

9. Slightly unrelated but I also saw that you did the AU where Grantaire is a baker and Enj is totally not in the mafia (the name escapes me) and I also love that fic.

Hopefully that was somewhat coherent! Seriously though your work is great and I can’t wait for more!

(Also, if you want and it’s not a plot point of the next one, what is Enjolras’s reaction to musicals? I know the boy loves his opera, but someone had to have shown him something on YouTube and I just crave knowledge about this universe) Thanks! 🥰

GUH thank you!!!!!!! thank you thank you!!! and thank you for taking the time to make a list because i thrive off of validation alone and it made my day 🥺. SO.

grantaire is a total sweetheart. like, genuinely a nice person who is trying his best despite the fact that he has a hard time. baby. of course, the funniest part about him is the fact that he has NO idea that he’s actually just like... nice. he’s like... oh man it sure sucks that i’m the worst person possible to help someone in need... sucks that i’m the only one here... sorry dude i’m sorry i’m not combeferre... and then he proceeds to just like. make beef stew and be so careful and kind and thoughtful and try his very best and let enjolras go to sleep on his shoulder during a moving. like... sir. ok. also, yes, i tend to write him a little more... with his shit together, especially in this fic. you mentioned that you read And If I See You In The Daylight (the bakery fic)--i kind of wrote this assuming a similar character arc (minus the bakery, of course. like, grantaire used to be much, much more of a mess in a lot of ways, and drinking too much was a part of that, and he’s slowly been working on it. and now he’s 29, and he’s doing his best, and his friends love him. he’s doing a little better in this fic than in the bakery fic--maybe he’s a little older? maybe because combeferre is a little harsher than jbm and gets on his case when he starts to slip back into old habits? yeah.

ENJ VS TECHNOLOGY. sweetie. baby. the first time combeferre vacuums his apartment when enj is around he’s like “hey man, do you mind if i do the vacuuming?” and enj (has NO idea what that word is, is falling asleep while reading on the couch in the sun) is like “do what you will” and then ferre turns the vacuum on and enjy does that thing when a cat is startled and it jumps like three feet up in the air and puffs up like a squirrel. he’s awake now.

combeferre. baby. he’s genuinely, genuinely trying his best, but it’s fucking hard when you’re tired and overworked and also none of your friends use their brains more than 30% of the time and also your new best friend is a spiky little revolutionary from EIGHTEEN THIRTY TWO. so. um. he’s a little stressed. but he loves enjy so much and doesn’t even mind when he’s dramatic and annoying because he’s such a sweet dude and they’re FRIENDS. sometimes he comes home from a long day of work and enj has come over and washed all of his dishes and brought over takeout but also rearranged all of his books and also eaten like three mangoes. listen. friendship is about gently tormenting your BFF because you are COMFORTABLE AROUND EACH OTHER.

jehan. baby. instagram influencer supreme. i’ve gotten like a bazillion asks about their sex talk--i SWEAR i will write it eventually because the concept of it just cracks me up. jehan is like. “ok. enjy. tell me what you know about sex” and enj is like... “i understand that..... it occurs?” and jehan is like :^/ and enj is like “one must be careful not to contract syphilis from unseemly sources?” and jehan is like “TIme For A Conversation Before Grantaire Messes This Up”

baz and feuilly. babies. they’re just such a sweet, casual couple and they  like each other so much. also, first date 3 am kebabs? after they FINALLY communicated? and then baz gets railed like he deserves? they deserve it.

enj has a secret little sense of humor and it’s just a little hidden by the fact that he is 1) repressed 2) awkward. but it’s there! he’s just so smart and secretly funny and grantaire thinks he’s fucking hilarious. except when he jokes about the fact that he’s technically dead. it makes grantaire sad. he’s like YOU’RE NOT DEAD THOUGH BABE YOU’RE EATING JAPCHAE RIGHT NOW and enj is like. “i believe that if you observe my wicky encyclopaedia you shall learn otherwise 🤷” and grantaire is like 😰BABE

yeah. yeah. listen. he’s got a lot of shit to deal with. it’s gonna take a while. like... that is some SERIOUS trauma, and he didn’t even have any time in his own century to process it. he went straight from a very violent event--LITERALLY about to be executed 😰--to being zapped to a time where he recognizes NOTHING. that... didn’t help. and he can’t really go to a therapist (which causes combeferre no shortage of distress) since like... he wouldn’t be able to explain anything about the barricades or the source of his trauma to begin with. so... yeah. but yes! he has friends and a boyfriend who love and support him so much! and it’s the framework he needs to begin to work through stuff at his own pace 🥺 (also, yes, fireworks are a big thing. they’re also big for the 14 juillet, which i... kind of forgot to address. i might go back and write a scene somewhere around ch. 5 for it and post it on here. we’ll see.)

i’m so glad you appreciated the research! 🥺🥺🥺 legit i... kind of spent a stupid amount of time on it. i really tried to make it as realistic as possible (barring, like, the whole time-zap thing, and also the whole “characters from les mis” thing) since the whole POINT is the differences between their two times, so... i’m glad it paid off. it means a lot to hear that u vibed with it.

thank you thank you! again-- And If I See You In The Daylight is the name of the bakery fic, and i also love it 🥺🥺🥺 . to everyone else... READ IT!

enjolras does not like musicals. like... yes, there was a natural progression from 20th century opera to early musicals, but enjolras missed all of that. and 21st century musicals are pretty fucking different from 1820s/30s opera. he can’t quite understand the music. the plotlines don’t make sense. the plots aren’t stupid enough for his taste. they take themselves too seriously. not enough miscommunication. orchestral parts not nice enough. cosette tries to show him a musical on youtube and enjy is like. who is that. why are they all dressed the same. what is going on. why do they not use their Pocket Fones? why does it sound like this. hellp. (she gives up and shows him a Puccini opera instead.)

anyways. THANK YOU! and to everyone else--send me asks! send me prompts! send me questions! i WILL respond to them and i treasure them all i just tend to be kind of slow! but i love to receive them! thank you!!!

[standardlovers]

Tell me your enjbaz headcanons! 👀

THANK U 4 ASKING, but like no spoilers 4, The Fic cause that's soulmate au and it's set up very carefully i put so much effort into this bitch

ok they met in enj's first year of uni (baz was a year above him but two/three years older cause he took a gAp Yah..... Yes think of the gap yah video)

They're good buddy pals for a solid 6 months and get real close ya know, like having friends

but enj as u all know, invented being soft so like... He's soft on baz

he's got the Tiniest hint of a crush and he's not gonna let it get in the way of a solid caring friendship cause he's not a dick so like, Ignore Feelings Time

except obviously not cause i love enjbaz and they both into each other

they hook up after a meeting when they accidentally walk home together (they were talking and forgot they were going to different places) and end up missing goodbye except then it's not goodbye and then they're in baz's bed

they know they're attracted to each other and like, no shaming in admitting someones fit so they keep hooking up both enj's feeling? huge at this point, accidentally fall in love with ur friend ur sleeping with cause you get to know him so much more and he's also maybe the love of your life except it's not a big deal

they take a break for a while cause baz wants to sort his feelings out he's not sure if it's just wanting to fuck enj or like Real Emotional Romance Shit (he says he needs to work real hard on a paper or smth and is gone for two weeks)

it's a sad two weeks but he comes back, paper was in fact complete and he did great, and enj is straight up cause man's knows how to communicate and says he missed him a lot and not just as a friend and not as someone he hooks up with

baz is all smiley and god im in Love with that man, don't u know?

they get together on the DL cause they don't want les amis to be uncomfy if shit hits the fan and they think they have to pick sides if the trial period shows things are quite so pleasant

they tell the gang after a solid 3 weeks of actual dating and the gangs overjoyed cause theyre happy and the amis as good friends

enj and baz are in love happily ever after

[wheresurboytonighthelookslikeenj]

Hello hello how are you? :D Don't forget to take care of yourself today! <33 (Btw, what can I call you? I just realized that I never asked HAHA.) - Enj

I GOT THIS ASK SO LONG AGO GFHSFDGFDG

ghhh i started school last week so i've been. idk busy so that's why i haven't been using tumble as much. i have missed you though!! thank you for checking in!!

also i probably need to put my name higher up in my bio because i have so much stuff there that it gets buried but u can call me malloy <3

[muniimyg]

12 | three for three

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note: thank you all for all the love you send through interactions! it’s definitely been so fun talking and spending a few delulu moments with you <3 i hope you enj this written! we take a moment to dig deeper with the characters and their feelings... the fun truly begins after this! don’t forget to comment/reblog with your thoughts as i’d love to hear back from you! a special thank you to @floweryjeons for the mini concept !!! and @thealexalcala​ for “all i need is FLUFFFFFFFF” 😆 please forgive the minor typos/mistakes ... will be editing this when i have the time <3 

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If Yoongi had to sum up his feelings for you... Well, it wouldn’t be a very long list. 

It’s not because he dislikes you—no, he does like you! He just feels indifferent. Even if his friends are the definition of comfort and chaos, Yoongi remains indifferent. 

When you confessed for the first time, his immediate thought was that it was too early. You two were only 4 months into being friends. Besides, you were a little too tipsy. Though aware of your confession, you asked him for a clearer answer the following day. With a pounding headache, Yoongi’s words left you feeling even worse. 

“I think we would be better off as friends… We just met and I don’t want to ruin what we could be.”

What you could be?

Friends. That’s what.

By the second confession, a year or so passed. It was during a study session and you brought it up as casual as you could—too afraid of scaring him off but even more afraid of remaining friends with someone who you’ve completely fallen for. Yoongi was talking about the weather and the spring season transitioning in. You smiled in return before mentioning wanting to see the cherry blossoms. Before you could even finish your confession, Yoongi’s softened his gaze and sighed. 

“___, nothing changed. We’re better off as friends.. I hope you understand. But, hey, we can see the cherry blossoms with the others if you really want to.”

No. 

You didn’t really want to see the cherry blossoms. You just wanted to be with him. You just wanted to see something pretty with him.

Then, by the third confession… You couldn’t hold yourself together. You two were being teased at a party. Everyone was asking when Yoongi would finally ask you out. Everyone noted how often you two hung out or how clingy you were with him. Shoved closer and closer to him, he embraced you and laughed. To everyone, he professed; “I don’t like her that way. She’s just a friend. She’s my ace.”

That stung.

Even if everyone was piss drunk, you were completely sober and the feelings his words brought to you made you intoxicated with hurt.

That party was 3 days before the first game you didn’t attend. Yoongi clearly doesn’t remember it even though he walked you home. The confusing signals only made your heart ache and your head hurt. The following day, as you contemplated on going to his game; his words rang clear in your head. 

You just had to take the hint. 

You and Yoongi are friends. He wants to remain just friends... You rather not. In your heart, you can’t be friends with someone you’re in love with. It’s too messy. It’s too unfair. It’s too risky. 

Then, the game happened and you were no where to be seen. Yoongi had gone outside the court before the game even began to look for you in the crowd. You weren’t answering his texts and he found it odd. 

You never ignore him.. Even if you’re mad.

As time went by and Yoongi reflected on his feelings... He soon realized how his heart has begins to feel tight in his chest whenever you walk by. It has started to race and beat faster and faster every inch you get closer to him. How his hands would be sweaty all the time and maybe that’s why his handles when he plays are always on point… Because you were there making him nervous. 

That’s the funny thing.. After all this time, him rejecting you for the sake of preserving your friendship; Yoongi abandoned his own feelings for you. That’s the plain truth. Yoongi has never processed the thought of having a crush on you back. He always figured if the timing would be better.. If he wasn’t such a coward... If there was one more chance with you; you were worth the shot. 

It was love at first sight… On your end.

You caught feelings for Yoongi almost instantly. Within 1 month of knowing him, you couldn’t keep it together. Every slight touch, every time he said your name or walked you home… He had you. In every moment he tried and in every moment didn’t; he had continued to engrave himself into your heart.

You never tried to hide your feelings for him. If you were upset, annoyed, or in love with him more than ever—it was obvious. No one could read you better than him… But that was before.

Suddenly you don’t show up to their game.

Suddenly you’re ignoring him mentioning you in chats.

Suddenly you’re never around.

It’s so strange and frankly, it’s quite frustrating to Yoongi. He figured that if there was any time for you to feel offended or sensitive about him rejecting you.. It should’ve been the first time. Given that you’ve attempted 3 times in total—well, shouldn’t you be used to it by now? What were you expecting anyway? That one day, he would come to you? That one day, it would work out?

No.

There was so much pride you swallowed.

There were far too many nights where you lost sleep over him. Staying up with him to study, waking up early to walk to class to with him even when you didn’t have any scheduled… Not to mention taking care of the whole basketball team on his behalf. From baking cupcakes for their victory parties to helping them with car washes to help fundraise for their away games—sometimes, they were convinced you were the only reason Yoongi plays so well.

He plays well because he has you to take care of him.

He plays well because he has you to impress.

He plays well because he has you.

Had.

He had you.

To be fair, your sudden cold attitude from you took everyone by surprise as you have no problem expressing your sweetness through warm acts. Especially since Yoongi has always been your favourite... It was odd for you to pull away. Nevertheless, it was needed.

The truth is, no one has ever paid attention to Yoongi the way you do. 

He knows that—everyone knows that. You don’t. To you, you see him as this tender-hearted man that just needs a little goodness in his day. If you could be that, why not? 

Even if he can’t fully admit it now—let alone know it—you gave him a sense of peace and love. It’s something he has never gotten from others. It’s something that was only found in your presence and fades in your absence. 

It’s rest. 

In the same sense that you’re the first person to make him feel a sense of peace and love—you’re also the first person he is wildly unsure and unwaveringly certain of. 

It’s the scariest part of being around you. 

He’s afraid you’re a once in a lifetime kind of person. He’s afraid, he’s not that to you. Have you moved on already? The idea of loving you is natural. The idea of wanting to be good to you is second nature. The idea of you and him—is it inevitable?

“There you guys are!” Jungkook squeals from a far. 

The next thing you know, he’s running up to you and Yoongi along with the other guys. 

Yoongi, who has done nothing but stand by your side and make sad attempts of conversation with you since the bidding, smiles at his friends in relief. Was it that horrible being with you?

No.

He’s just nervous and you overthink.

You turn to Yoongi and pout. “What’s going on? I thought we were going to get cotton candy for Jungkook—”

Your crush shrugs as he shoves his hands inside his pocket. “Hmm.. Think this will be sweeter.”

Huh. 

Before you could question what he means, Jungkook greets you with an overwhelming bear hug. You laugh and Yoongi sends Jungkook a warning look. Jungkook sticks his tongue out at him. It’s blue from the cotton candy. 

As he pulls away, Jungkook immediately locks his arms with yours. 

“You wanna get married, ___?”

Your eyes widen. 

Never in a million years did you think you would end up friends with such out of pocket people. 

It’s important to note that when they all first met you, they thought your kindness would wear off and you would reveal your true self. Yet, 3 years have passed and you are just as angelic as the first day they met you. With your pleasant presence, it became a blur as to how you all got along or how the friend group came to be.

It just happened.

It was suddenly you and 7 overprotective friends. Some, however, are more protective and entitled than others. 

Therefore, their overprotectiveness, even towards Yoongi, was necessary. You felt secure with their love. Now, what’s happening? Are they supporting Yoongi? ... Since when?

“Pardon? To who? You?”

You love Jungkook and all.. But you’re loyal to the man who rejected you multiple times. 

“Ew! You’re pretty and all but God knows you wouldn’t be able to handle all this...” Jungkook gestures to himself. Yoongi rolls his eyes and you let out a small chuckle before sharing a look between the two.

“I’m so confused—”

Jungkook groans, tugging you. “Arghh, just come!”

Your eyebrows knit into a frown at Yoongi as Jungkook drags you away. You raise your voice to be heard; “I thought we were going to hang out?” 

Yoongi nods at you nonchalantly, heart melting from your words. Under his breath, he mutters: “silly girl, who do you think you’re marrying?”

The marriage booth is basically the new kissing booth. 

Your school’s facility only approved of it since it promotes healthy family relationships and blah blah blah. Truth be told, it’s just a booth where friends drag each other to expose their crushes. 

Hence, why your friends are doing what they’re doing. 

Jungkook, Jimin, and Hoseok are standing on your side as your bridesmaids. They’re holding cotton candy like bouquets. Meanwhile, Jin and Nam Joon stand on Yoongi’s side. Taehyung stands in the middle of you and Yoongi as the officiant. 

You have butterflies in your stomach but you’re doing everything to calm them down. Yoongi keeps looking forward, hardly even looking at you. It makes you nervous. 

What is he thinking?

Should you just run away?

Would it matter if you did?

Just do it. Would he even stop you?

You bite your bottom lip and look side to side. Taking a deep breath, you sneakily turn away. Hosoek catches your eyes and shakes his head, warning you to stay put. 

You don’t listen. 

Just as your feet are about to move, Yoongi tightens his grip with your hands and holds you still. 

You gulp. 

Even then, he doesn’t look at you. Instead, you notice his jaw tighten. You take the hint and stay put. 

Taehyung clears his throat before he wiggles his eyebrows at you. It’s obvious he is far too excited to be doing this. “Some say love is found in our every day. However, I believe it’s actually found once in a lifetime. With that being said, friends, we are gathered here today to celebrate the once in a lifetime of Yoongi and ___. Should anyone present know of any reason why these two should not wed, speak now or forever hold your peace—”

“She’s too hot for him—”

Abruptly, you and Yoongi turn your head and see Hoseok and Jungkook covering a swimmer’s mouth and dragging him away from the crowd. Hoseok and Jungkook give innocent smiles as they take care of the interruption... 

“Anyone relevant? No? Okay… Yay! You may now kiss the bride!” Taehyung smiles proudly, gesturing for you two to stand closer together. He leans in between you to two and whispers loudly, “... I said kiss!”

You stand still, unsure of what to do. 

Kissing Yoongi—as silly as it sounds—never occurred to you. You’ve spent so much of your time falling for him emotionally—a kiss never crossed your mind. Now what? You’re supposed to kiss him in front of everyone?

Before you can say anything, Taehyung turns your body to face Yoongi. Yoongi takes a step forward and closes in on you. It’s then that you realize you’re still holding his hand and how… How nice it is to be doing so. 

“No vows?” You ask, trying to stall.

Taehyung shakes his head and smirks at you. “Nah. I don’t give a shit about I do’s. Just seal it with a kiss!”

You look at Taehyung with pleading eyes. “K-kiss? Y-you want us to kiss?”

Yoongi scoffs, taking your attention away from Taehyung. “Yah, ___... You’ve liked me for 3 years and suddenly you don’t want to kiss me?”

“What? S-shut up! No, it’s just—”

“Are you not ready?” Yoongi suggest, half teasing and half aware that this may be going too fast. “We don’t have to if you don’t feel comfortable with doing so. You don’t need to act all tough to avoid embarrassing me.”

You let go of his hand and cross your arms at him. Lowering your gaze, you frown. “I am tough. I don’t care if you get embarrassed—”

“Why are you stalling?”

“Why are you asking so many questions?”

He glares at you. “I’m not asking a lot of questions.”

“Yes, you are!” 

Yoongi digresses. 

“You want a question? Fine. Can you whistle?”

“Excuse me? Of course, I can whistle. What does whistling have to do with any of this—”

“Do it,” Yoongi challenges you. “Whistle. I don’t think you can..” 

You give him a confused face for nth time today. He tilts his head at you and insists you prove him wrong. 

Rolling your eyes, you give in to his odd request.

As you pucker up your lips, Yoongi swiftly wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you towards him. As your bodies crash together, he places his other hand to cup your chin and even squishes your cheeks together with his thumb and index finger. 

His gaze softens as he looks into your eyes. 

You blink.

You panic as you suddenly register what he has just done. What he’s doing... In front of everyone. Before you can even decide if you should lean in or push him away, he decides for you. 

Yoongi lets you go and takes a step back. As you compose yourself, he purses his lips and nags, “you’re not ready. That’s okay. I’ll be right here when you are.”

By sunset, Jungkook’s sugar rush reaches it’s peak. 

He’s jumping off trash bins and talks everyones ears off. Jin insists on taking him home while Nam Joon, Hoseok, and Taehyung decide to stay to help Jimin and the student council clean up. 

That leaves you two. 

After the marriage booth, you and Yoongi avoid conversing. The rest of the day was filled with playing games and mostly watching over Jungkook. Honestly? There wasn’t much to say as you two were practically walking on eggshells. 

“Hey,” Yoongi approaches you shyly as the rest of the group goes disperse. 

“Hi.”

“Are you staying behind to help Jimin or are you heading home?”

You look around and notice all the people tearing down the equipment. There’s plenty of them and the mess isn’t that bad either. Could you think of an excuse to get out of whatever Yoongi is about to pitch? 

Or should you just face it? Feelings are feelings and people are people. You can’t keep avoiding him forever. Besides... He’s trying, isn’t he? 

You digress. 

“I might just head home unless the future president asks me to do something,” you nod in Jimin’s direction. “Let me go ask—”

As you’re about to leave his side, Yoongi catches the hood of your jacket and holds you still. You pretend to choke and even reach out your hands as if you need help. Turning to him, he lets go and you let out a small laugh to lighten the mood. 

“You don’t need to talk to him. It’s me,” he says so devastatingly—so pathetically—no, so desperately. “You need to talk to me. ___, can we please talk?”

You aren’t too sure if it’s the way he pleaded or because your heart completely betrayed what your mind has been trying to commit to. You can’t get over him.

“You going to confess to me or something?” you tease. 

Yoongi smiles at you softly in response. Then, he nods towards a direction before walking away. Sighing, you pick up your feet and follow him in silence. 

Yoongi leads you to the middle. 

It’s away from the crowd and near the beach side of campus. It’s not too far away from your place or Yoongi’s. You can hear the waves crashing from a distance and all your friends chatting on the other side. Sitting on the bench, you watch the sunset dissolve in the reflection of the water. As you swing your feet, you stay quiet and let this moment be it’s own. 

When the colours of the sky dim and the streets lights flicker to be more prominent, you decide to suck it up. You should confront your issues now. 

“So… What’s up?” You break the silence and it takes Yoongi a good minute to compose himself. 

This is it. 

This is his moment.

He shakily takes a deep breath before abruptly standing up. Yoongi has a bad habit of keeping his hands in his pocket... But who could blame him? It’s how he feels the most comfortable and truth be told; he needed something to keep him from going crazy.

Everything he feels for you is so new.. It’s unfamiliar. 

“I don’t think we can be friends,” Yoongi confesses. He feels like he could burst from the relief he instantly feels. “... I want to be with you. I want to be more than friends and I understand my realization is late and I don’t deserve another chance—but I’m asking for one anyway. I’ll be better this time.”

His promise sounds bittersweet to you.

“You didn’t want me before,” you remind him. “I was finally trying to get over you… And then you started to care when I wasn’t around. Do you miss me or do you miss me tending to your ego—”

“You.”

“Yoongi… You say it so easily.” You try to pass off the hurt with a laugh. It makes your heart clench. How could he be like this? All of the sudden, he was finally saying the right things. Everything you’ve ever wanted to hear from him is finally being said… What are you doing fighting it? Perhaps you’re hurt. Perhaps you’re scared. Perhaps it finally feels difficult. “I don’t get it.. I’ve liked you for 3 years… Now? Now you want me? You lose a few games and suddenly you need me around?”

“Win or lose, it’s you,” Yoongi confesses. “I don’t get it either. It’s like… It hit me and once I accepted how I felt… It was the easiest thing to know. Ace, you need to know that I have always wanted you. I just… I didn’t want to ruin the friendship and the timing felt too off. You hardly knew me and I’ve always felt indifferent to so many things in life. You know me. You know the kind of person I am. You know the person I could be. I can be emotionally mature. I can be communicative. I can’t express myself as much as you do or as much as Hoseok can but I—”

“What?”

“Nevermind… That’s not the point. The point is; you know me better than anyone else. You know this is me trying. You know this is me being honest with my feelings for you. You believe in me more than anyone and now I’m believing in you.”

“Do you hear yourself? You rejected me.”

A beat. 

“And I regret it. I’m so sorry for everything but I also can’t apologize for not knowing any better… Now I do and now I will be better.”

“What are you saying?”

“___, please date me and dump me over and over again—I don’t care. I want you in any way you’ll let me have you.” 

You heart skips a beat. 

For the first time, it does so when it should. When Yoongi is finally saying the right things and you’re in a position that doesn’t make you feel pathetic and hopeless. 

Regardless, you need a moment to process it all. Yoongi takes your silence as just that. 

He waits. 

He wonders. 

Then, he hopes. 

You sit and contemplate everything. 

Your feelings for him never left. You tried to dim them but it was no use. Every message, every shared look, and every moment that fleets between you two only makes your heart grow fonder. 

But alas, you answer him. 

“Three for three.” 

Yoongi looks at you confused. “What are you talking about?”

“I confessed to you three times. You rejected me three times. I’m giving you three chances to confess to me which means I have three chances to reject or accept. If I accept, then we can be together. I’ll be your girlfriend since you want me so bad,” you tease. Yoongi rolls his eyes at you, trying to mask his hopeful feeling. “This counts as one. My answer tonight is no. You’re right... Back when you rejected me for the first time. It feels like we just met. I’ve never seen this side of you and I’d like to get to know you better. This also gives you the chance to get to know me... So, sucks to suck. Better luck next time, aki.”

Yoongi sighs in defeat but accepts happily. Who is he to argue with you? You just granted him the best wish. He takes his hands out of his pockets and reaches out for you. You stare at it and look at him blankly. 

“Can I at least walk you home?”

The truth is, you have never considered yourself to be stubborn. You’ve always been forgiving and embracive with second chances. Maybe that’s why you give in to Yoongi’s request. Maybe that’s why you let your heart be it’s own and guide you once again...

Maybe that’s why under the cherry blossom trees, Yoongi holds your hand and walks you home.

[muniimyg]

update

ah ! hello <: 

i don’t think i’ve ever really introduced myself ,, 

my name is kimi (>'-'<)

i’m 20 (gemini) ,, my bias is basically the hyung line //yoongi// but i find myself writing maknae line content more because my friends irl are so down bad for them i lowkey get influenced into taking part in their simp behaviour . 

anyways ,, i’ve been receiving a lot more activity here 🥺 given that i’m not actually posting my smau works hehehee . earlier this week i had to rush my cat (my only source of emotional stability aside from 7 grown korean men) to the emergency nd they ran tests (1k dent into my bank acc) ,, only for me to find out he’s gonna be ok and jus needs to take meds for a few days lol . with all that worry ,, plus personal life things ; i found myself writing a few blurbs . i posted 2 recent ones c: 

- i love you, i love you not

- so it begins

moreover ,, i’ve been seeing a lot of posts from online writers reminding readers to interact and be more responses for our FREE content — and i couldn’t agree more . though i am a small account ,, i find myself trying to downplay my efforts and minimizing my content because i ✨HATE✨ feeling like i’m the only one trying 🥲🗣

so i want to thank you for all the asks and responses to my work ! i love these chances to interact 🤤 it makes posting my writing feel valued . especially with everything going on in my life atm ,, i really appreciate all love you’re giving . i know i’m a smol acc and my writing is DEFINATELY a work in progress ,, i am so thankful for the support . thank you for believing in my work <3 

all this to say that i will posting a seokjin blurb within the next coming days ,, a yoongi one-shot in a few weeks ,, and sadly will be postponing please love me until late march or early april . (again,, pls send an ASK to be added to the series taglist since i have taken away my main taglist atm)

👀 however ,, i am opening up my requests for the time being ! again ,, pls send them in thru ASKS 🤠

regardless pls don’t feel shy to send me a msg ,, reblog ,, or send a random ask !

let me kno if u like pancakes or waffles ,, if u think hoseok is the biggest fuckboy in bts like i do ,, and if u too feel like yoongi’s hands would look good around my neck :D 

i hope to get back to my smau vibes soon ,, until then pls enj my written content !

stay safe friends !!!

ps: i am THIS close to writing smt for this man. i love him.

[pumpkinspice-prouvaire]

Do you have any celebrities/faces you picture when writing les mis characters (especially les amis)? I loved following the neon signs !!

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first of all, thank you so so so much!!! I'm so glad you liked it, it's super silly and self-indulgent but I had a lot of fun with it :) :) :)

also this is my favourite ask ever because now I get to talk about pretty people. I don't have one for every ami but the ones I do are below the read more

Enjolras, I picture as Michael Lockley- he is v v beautiful but also very intense which is very Enjolras

have u ever seen a more perfect embodiment of enj bc I know I haven't

Grantaire is George Blagden because obviously he is

Combeferre= William Jackson Harper. O boi u know it <3

Courfeyrac is Ross Butler because he is capable of being both rly cute and rly hot at the same time. The only problem with this one is that Ross Butler is quite tall and in my mind Courf is a Short King :/

Eponine= Sofia Boutella or Hannah Simone idk I can't decide I love them both

Musichetta is Kirby Howell-Baptiste holy god I love this woman

Bahorel as Dev Patel- he can step on me

that's all I have right now but I hope you liked seeing my inner thoughts!!! honestly I am just a Big Bisexual Who Fancies All Of Them

[dannypuro]

How'd you choose Enj's first name in 'Something Telling'? Was it elaborate research or just on a whim?

Hi! thank u so much for asking! i actually put a fair amount of thought into it--but i did so back in december, when i first tried writing something telling, so i may have forgotten some of my reasoning. but basically, i didn’t really want the name to be symbolic, but i really did want it to very clearly indicate a couple key aspects of enjolras and the way he grew up, by means of who was using it at the time. 

like, first and foremost, i knew i wanted his name to sound distinctly antiquated. there are a lot of names that were common in the 1830s that are still super common today--i didn’t want that! he’s a man who’s been time zapped! he is glaringly out of place! there is an irrevocable part of him that will never belong in the 21st century, and that’s okay! he’s just a funky little dude! and François-Marie was... not a super common name in his time, but it fit with the pattern of names used then, and it certainly hit its peak around the 18th and 19th centuries. and it’s pretty much not used at all today, except by parents who really just want their kid to be bullied so hard. to the 3 babies who were named françois-marie in 2016... :^/

i also kind of wanted it to just... be a little prissy. françois-marie wasn’t quasi-androgynous back then, like it would seem today to most anglophones, but it definitely reeked of upper-middle class. like... in 1806, when enjy boy was born, françois was a really popular name. why did his mother have to pop a “-marie” at the end? because she liked it. because enjy is kind of bougie at heart, much as he may try to deny it. because parents give embarrassing names. because he grew up in a house full of girls and they thought it sounded better. because his mom had a crush on voltaire when she was younger, idk, man, it’s just like that sometimes.

a few other, smaller reasons:

it is funny to burden enjolras with the same name as voltaire, because you KNOW it would only be cool in concept and irl it would just be excessive and pretentious

it is funny to consider the fact that there were actually several françois-maries bopping around the french revolution, so it would have been impossible to determine after which one enjy was named

it is FUNNIEST to consider the fact that enjy is not named after any of them, his mom just liked it

i had to give enjolras a real reason to pretend that his first name doesn’t exist

i will not allow enjy to escape his bougie background

it is very funny in modern au’s because the only thing worse than being named françois-marie in 1806 is being named françois-marie in the year of 1993

i kind of liked the idea of taking advantage of the anachronistic androgyny of it and pairing it with the fact that vicky hugo kept calling enj pretty cause like. why not.

i think it’s sweet and pretty and i think that it sounds nice and i am in charge and i think that he should be called françois-marie and that’s that

anyways thank u for asking xoxo