#then i got my ears pierced again!! it went rlly well !!

[cetoddle-archive]

girl it’s storming !!

[madlysage]

my stardew valley bachelorette headcanons… again super niche and definitely just me being insufferable

leah

- grew up in the south and still has a little twang when she speaks

- loves fleetwood mac and all 70s rock

- tried to make her own wine and elliott made harvey give her a stern lecture on botulism

- a serial dater with a string of bad ex-boyfriends in her wake (she was just a lesbian all along but that wasn’t accepted where she was growing up)

- a baby gay who still gets flustered when flirting with girls

- befriended the hat mouse and is still trying to convince elliott that he’s real

- dyes her hair but insists she’s a natural redhead (her mom was one and she always wanted to emulate her)

i always picture kennedy walsh (icon that she is)

haley

- the closet is glass babe (lesbian/possibly pan)

- wanted to go to college for photography and studio art but was worried it would put financial strain on emily

- secret little crush on leah because she loves her art and her artistic eye

- her and emily were raised by a single dad who passed away unexpectedly- it’s part of the reason she has a hard time opening up to ppl

- left anonymous mean notes about clint on the town message board for WEEKS after she found out he was hitting on emily

- uses her dad’s camera: it’s very sentimental to her

perf- would def be into clean girl makeup

emily

- nobody is quite sure about emily’s sexuality… including emily!

- very into spirituality- crystals, spirits, astrology, luck etc.

- makes alex uncomfortable anytime he comes over: she doesn’t realize she’s starting contentious political debates with him

- makes all her own clothes and hasn’t bought anything new in 3 years

- writes sweet notes to shane on the bar napkins when she can see he’s rlly going through it

- wears crystals in her bras

- stole haley’s diamond earrings for a gem mediation (it did not go over well)

- makes elliott quills with her parrot’s dropped feathers

but picture the hair blue ya know: don’t cast elle fanning as a character in a fandom challenge level impossible bro

penny

- bicon

- my image of penny is Filipino… stardew needs more diversity gonna be so real

- went to college for education and got her teaching license but had to move back home because of the debt

- learned how to do maru’s hair after she complained about how long it took

- watches old movies with maru every weekend and they do a book swap once a month

- sam is the only one who will eat her cooking (but he’ll eat anything… especially if penny made it)

- lets maru come in and give guest teaching sessions in science and math to jas and vincent

-started drinking coffee just to have an excuse to drop some off to maru and harvey at work

likeeeee beabadoobee just makes the perf penny i can’t explain it’s the vibe

maru

- lesbian queen

- my autistic love

- graduated highschool early: got a full ride to school and double majored in nursing and engineering before going to nursing school (graduated early from that too ofc)

- lives off of coffee and gets a daily lecture on caffeine consumption from harvey

- is harvey’s wingman (neither of them have any rizz…)

- goes to the bar just to quiz emily on astrology

- sets up ferris beuller type traps when she wants to sneak out and not deal with demetrius

-used to sneak into sebastian’s room during thunderstorms and still does sometimes

laura harrier my love my light… just picture her with glasses

abigail

- straight but likes to makeout with girls when she’s drunk

- goes to college online (majoring in business for pierre but double minoring in classics and anthropology) - her parents wouldn’t let her go in person because she’s too “reckless”

- brought home a squirrel once and hid it in her room for weeks

-used to do competitive irish dance as a kid (seems like something caroline would make her do)

- has a huge crush on sam and will flirt with sebastian to make him jealous

- pierced her own ears six times at once and made caroline faint when she saw her

- has a tattoo on her thigh that’s she’s desperately hiding from her parents

-helped emily dye her hair for the first time

- hooked up with alex once but will never admit it

can’t explain it she just gives kiernan - with purple hair ofc

[o0sketchy-girl0o]

Hi hi 👋

❤️ 5'10 or 5'11 last I checked?

🧡 Lesbian!

💛 i can talk about string theory for hours on end if you don't stop me like literally watch-

💚 New England

~ My dog who may or may not be high on sharpie fumes

💙 My little closet demon brother I love him

💜 clueless, smart, funnyish, weird... ✨autistic✨

~ QUANTUM PHYSICIST 🫦😩

🖤 q-q-q-q-QUANTUM PHYSI- ok I'll stop

🎂 July 24!

🌙 um um um um uhhhhhh can i just say leo because i looked at a guide and it was confusing as sheep

💉 Ear piercings, the lobe ones!

🚗 Nerp. I'm a) not of legal age and b) a coward when it comes to being responsible of this big ahh thing on wheels on a road of other things on wheels that could decide to high five my car at any moment

✈️ huhhh I've gotta say maybe Paris? we went to London, Edinburgh and Paris for my birthday this year :D

🎤 probably, but nothing really comes to mind rn lol. exploding to go to the ashnikko concert tho 🤩

🎵 Ashnikko rn 😈✨

🎧 Veera Raja Veera by AR Rahman and a bunch of other people it SLAPS in 8d theatre audio

📺 Helluva boss? or a true crime series with my mom? I forgot lol

📝 Like a story? this book I'm working on that I reeeeeally wanna publish it's gonna be called Grey Matter and it's a psychological horror WHEEEEE

🔐 If I haven't opened my mouth yet, then that I'm autistic lmao 🤷‍♀️

🧟‍♀️ I almost got kidnapped like a bunch of times, and one time a guy who tried to kidnap me was killed by police two weeks after the incident, crazy story. It wasn't rlly scary tho. more like shocking. lmao.

🔥 Wait I could've just written the last one here 😧

🍓 uhhhrhrhrhrhmmmmm right now probably soft serve ice cream

🍅 i would cry if someone tried to feed me anything on my bad texture list

🍊 the transition from spring to summer<3333

🍋 Horror

🍐 wuhhhh uh uh uh ummm @ryemackerel's good au william afton

🫐 Norway :D

🍇 painfully oblivious

🍒 It's a very vivid memory of before I could walk (I'm thinking 4-5 months old) and I was crawling towards the prayer area and I was wearing this pink frilly shirt and holding a ladybug toy and the house smelled like sandalwood and there was this one specific prayer song playing idk my memory is weird

🍌 ✨social skills✨

💌 to post my doodles (CONTENT COMING SOON I SWEAR 😭)

✏️ definitely when my fnaf era started lmaooo

🖇️ I haven't gotten any asks yet 🥲 guys pls send me asks, strangers, friends, pornbots (wait what) please i'm lonelyyy

📚 when an idea plagues my brain and it nags me until i put it down on paper

📌 🫥 well, you see I haven't posted any stories or fics of mine-

🔍 a very babygirlified william afton (mostly crack stories)

🖊️ any character I don't think is angstworthy (very rigid standards)

💔 [war flashbacks] uh so i uh it's uh so there was this gravity falls thing and uh I deleted it thank dog but uhhh

❤️‍🔥 @skeletoninthemelonland's ballora huh what wha I didn't say anything what

🧚‍♀️ When I say william afton I would like to clarify that I am not a simp i just think he has very cool lore. anyway, william, tomura shigaraki, hunter from toh, and Ben gross from never have I ever. any questions?

🪐 toh, helluva boss, i forgor the rest 🙃

🌝 the owl house

🌚 any show that supports an immoral cause, idk, I don't watch a whole lot of those :)

🌹 I've never written that kind of stuff but I support anyone who does!

🥀 i don't plan on writing a whole bunch of that but erm consent is sexy

�� oh, I don't really have any of those. what i know is that there are many safe platforms online to find your people to share your creativity with, so if you guys are worried about that kinda thing, i encourage you to find your space.

❄️ I LITERALLY HAVE DEVELOPED THIS ENTIRE 3 SEASONS LONG SERIES IN MY HEAD ABOUT MY FNAF AU THAT'S ROTATING IN MY BRAIN CONSTANTLY

☂️ hmmmm there are a lot. one that I think of is this on AO3 by serpentauthor. it's funny :)

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 well I have a few personal ones and a few less personal ones. I guess I would've liked to appreciate things more when I was younger.

⭐️ well, I published a book when I was 8. it's not that special lmao ik y'all have done better but it's the first thing i thought of for this question.

~ Depression. Guys, talking about it really helps, I promise! stay safe<3

🌺 I REALLY LIKED MY TRIP TO EUROPE FOR MY BIRTHDAY THAT WAS SO FUN

🍀 any lighthearted show I can watch with my brother cause it feels nostalgic.

bye bye! 👋

Get to Know Me!

This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you?

🧡 what is your sexuality?

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

💚 where are you from?

🩵 do you have any pets?

💙 do you have any siblings?

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

🩷 dream job?

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

🎂 when is your birthday?

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings

🚗 can you drive?

✈️ favorite place you’ve traveled

🎤 have you been to a concert

🎵 favorite artists

🎧 last song you listened too

📺 last show you watched

📝 last thing you wrote

🔐 something no one would guess about you

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

🍓 favorite food

🍅 least favorite food

🍊 favorite season?

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

🍒 what is your earliest memory

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

💌 why did you start this blog?

✏️ when did you start writing fanfic

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

📌 what is the fic you’re know for

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

💔 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from

🌹 favorite kinks to write for

🥀 kinks you would never write for

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

❄️ full fics, imagines or head canons

☂️ your favorite fanfic from another writer

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change?

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you?

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

[xxmaddyxx]

okok hear me out, asahi x gn!reader thats rlly intimidating and has a bunch of piercings and tattoos and stuff, and when the rest of the team sees them theyre like "????how are these two compatible" SORRY IF IT SOUNDS STUPID

nonono, it's not that's so creative thank you!!! masterlist

Asahi x gn! reader with piercings and tattoos

your boyfriend invited you to a practice game with Nekoma

he wanted you to see him play, but he rlly wanted you to meet the team

you wore a t-shirt and shorts that showed off your tattoos and muscles (cuz if you got em show em off)

you also wanted to wear some new earrings and nose-rings Asahi gifted you

when you got there, Karasuno was warming up so you sat on the lowest seat on the stands

usually not too many people show up for practice games, so Tanaka and Noya looked at each other like who dis?

Suga notices Asahi's face light up, but he was too busy setting to look at why it did

"HEY!"

you jumped and looked around to see who said that

"HEY!"

you saw a boy with brown hair and a blonde tuff looking at you with his hands on his hips

"Who are you?" no filter

"Oh, um y/n l/n?"

he gave you a blank stare

"Wait, like the y/n l/n?"

you shrugged and he ran off to Tanaka and whispered something to him

his head swerved, "WHAT??"

"ASAHI!!" they yelled in unison

mans froze and turned to see Noya dragging you towards the bench

Nekoma was warming up, so the whole team was standing at the bench

"Care to introduce us?" Noya asked u literally intimidated almost everyone but noya was not afraid to drag your ass over there

"Oh!" his expression softened and he stood next to you

"This is my s/o, y/n l/n."

the whole team stood there like wut

how??

this lil ol wholesome man was dating someone who looked like they could kill you at any given moment?

"I'm dying to hear how this happened." Tsukishima said with his arms crossed

Hinata and Kageyama were just looking back and forth between the two of you dumbfounded

"Mutual friends." You spoke up

"ah," the whole team understood now

"Still how tf-" Tsukishima was interrupted by the blow of the whistle

"Good luck." You whispered to Asahi as you took a seat again

It was a very close match, and Karasuno managed to win

Every now and then, the setter on the other team would look at you, fearing for his life

jk

but fr he was a lil intimidated

afterwards, you went home with Asahi, saying bye to everyone

"Nice meeting you again!" Hinata said

You both waved

at his house, he sat on the couch with you

"I think it went well." you smiled

He pressed his lips to your head "I agree, I'm very lucky to have you."

[kyuus4ku]

𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗜𝗧

yosano akiko

genre: drabble ; fluff

warnings: none

word count: 1K

a/n: take this as my first drabble🧐 not that proud of it -_-

"I have to tell you something."

"Usually, you don't have to make an announcement before you speak," she said before munching on what remained of her sandwich, "makes it sound formal that way."

A smile tugged at her lips as she chewed, her magenta-tinged eyes locked on yours, making your heart stutter for the right rhythm as your thoughts tried to catch up to the moment's speed.

You couldn't believe you were even contemplating on actually going through with this.

Was telling her about the dream you had last night really a smart idea?

"I'm serious."

"Y/n, by saying that, you're making me incapable of taking you seriously," she sniggered in amusement, a faint tint of mischief glowing from her face as she finished what was left of her sandwich.

You thought back to when you decided to tell her about the damned dream during lunchtime, and suddenly felt the urge to crash your forehead against the wall... repeatedly... until consciousness was nothing but a stranger to you.

If this went wrong, you'd have to stick around for the rest of the day to deal with how awkward it'd potentially become.

If this went wrong— if she misunderstood, or if she'd be able to explicate your feelings without having you confess them to her yourself.

If she didn't like you the way you liked her.

"You know what? Forget it," you raised your hands in surrender and put them on the table to get yourself up from your seat, but she stopped you by gripping your forearm firmly.

As dumb as it sounded, it felt like your infatuation for her was rejuvenated back to fresh vitality at her touch.

Even her grip was gentle, and the smile she still had latched onto her lips wasn't going to make falling out of love for her any easier.

"Wuss," she remarked in a domineering tone, raising an eyebrow and narrowing her eyes in evident attempts to intimidate you. You groaned and slumped back in your seat, crossing your arms in a mulish attitude.

"I'm not a wuss," you grumbled stubbornly.

"You sure sound like one," she sipped on her iced tea with dignity, that stupidly charming smile still bolted to her lips, "Come on, prove me wrong."

You sighed deeply, shaking off the inapt nerves which dented every inch of your ego. You then mustered up the courage to say what you didn't really want to say.

"I had a dream about you."

"Uh huh," she nodded, eyes glimmering with intrigue and anticipation.

"We kissed," you admitted, completely disappointing the side of you that wanted to piece together a whole dramatic build-up before you reached that part of the dream.

You knew that your feelings were going to swallow you whole if you didn't get them off your chest, but you didn't expect yourself to be that desperate.

Regret started to root its cause into the walls of your bones the minute you saw her expression fade into the finest type of indiscernibility.

Then, the most irresistible smile pulled at the corner of her pretty lips.

"That's it?" she laced her fingers together, her elbows planting themselves on the table as she leaned forward to fix her eyes on yours, "The person I know would've added flair to their story before getting to the climax."

"I panicked!" you whined in frustration as you buried your face in your hands, rubbing your eyes as a flustered grin shone through your lips. She couldn't help but laugh at how unbelievably nervous you were getting.

She got out of her seat and traced her steps toward where you were sitting. She sat on the edge of the table, her purple irises brighter than ever as her gaze fixed itself on you with what anyone but you could perceive as affection.

"What made us kiss?" she crossed her arms coolly, "It can't be only because I'm incredibly alluring, right?"

You clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes at her burst of self-approval— the type of reaction she always adored.

"So... we were running away from something..." you poked at your chin as you tried to recall every detail, "Some kind of monster..."

"Monster?"

"Yeah, my subconscious is hella creative," you winked at her with pride, "Anyways, I got really riled up because I hate being chased."

"Being chased? Really?"

"Yes. I get really... defensive," you ignored her snort of ridicule and went on, "So when we managed to get a place to hide, I started babbling a lot of words and pacing around frantically. You tried to calm me down but I refused to stay still. So... one thing led to another... you gave up and pulled me into a kiss."

Time hung on your words as the moment froze in silence. You expected her to brush it off and leave the room, and honestly, that would've been a hundred times better than being told "Sorry, I don't really think of you that way."

But what she said and did next didn't really match up to your predictions.

"Was I a good kisser?" you could've sworn her face was a little farther from yours just a few seconds ago. You got out of your seat and backed away slightly, wondering if you were reading her body language wrong or not.

"Yeah, well... I was better," you shrugged smugly, smirking as you did so. She stretched her arms to place her palms flat on the table, supporting her figure as she leaned back with her head tilted in what you interpreted as enticement.

"Really?" a tut of skepticism reached your ears. She looked around the room and then back at you.

"Prove it."

All the gears in your brain clicked. You stepped forward, held the sides of her face softly, and kissed her.

You felt her lips stretch into a blissful smile as your lips connected. The two of you were sent to seventh heaven as electrifying sparks of restless elation galvanized you both into an unwillingness to pull away.

"Hm," you heard her hum as she pulled away, piercing your gaze with the purple stars in her eyes as her finger caressed the side of your face gently. You smiled at her, not realising how unsteady your breathing was.

"Point taken," she sang out quietly, pulling you by the collar to meet you in a kiss once again.

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a/n: ehh i'm not rlly gonna be active on most of my socials for a little while, and most of my posts/reblogs will be queued. i won't be gone for long hehe and i won't stop writing— just gonna be a little ia in terms of interactions 😴 mwah ty for reading!

fun fact: i rlly did dream about kissing a girl <3

[kuroos-moon]

『Prologue』

➪ a/n: excited for this smau rlly 🤧 hope u guys would like this as much as my previous smau! <3 

➪ warning/s: angst if you look closely, maybe idk 

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“Did she eat yet?” He asks Komori as he rotates his shoulder to relieve his sore muscles, tempted to sit on the bench for a while and rest up, but he knew he couldn’t after having heard from his cousin you were nowhere to be found again. 

“Nope,” he replies sheepishly, wondering why he has had such the luck of witnessing his cousin in a bad mood after going through all that trouble with you. He flinches when he receives a sharp glare from Sakusa, “hey don’t look at me like that!” He huffs, crossing his arms as he pretended he wasn’t at all nervous. 

“I did as you asked Oomi, I left practice early as you said, kept an eye on her the whole time because you said she’s been acting strange, and when we were lining up for lunch, she suddenly disappeared when I got distracted.” 

Sakusa raises a brow at him upon his last statement and his cousin grins apologetically. “Whatever, I’m just worried,” he sighs, bending down to get his bag before slinging it on his shoulder. 

“So you last saw her in the cafeteria?” He asks, simultaneously shuffling through his bag to get his phone— Komori nods. “Thanks, text me if you see her.” 

This had been going on for weeks, and it started ever since you came back from your disappearance for quite some time last month. You were the perfect best friends, both of you equally knowing that you’d take the next step in your relationship any day now; but you’ve been avoiding him. 

You would make up all these excuses as to not hang out anymore, you rarely went to class and your parents would always say that you guys went on a trip even though he knew you didn’t. As much as he wanted to respect what you wanted, he just can’t figure out where it all went wrong. 

Even when he’s miraculously dragged you to do as much as sit next to him, why did it still seem like you were so far away? Particularly, slipping away. 

It was an ominous feeling, and he hated it, that’s why he was trying to do everything he can to get things back to normal. He first visits your classroom, asking your friends if they’d seen you but they all shake their heads, taking pity on him because they knew how much he’s been worried about you.

He’s been trying to contact you the whole time as he walked around school, trying to find you. You at least needed to eat, and if you wanted to avoid him that much that you decided to skip the cafeteria, then be it— he’ll back off. 

He pauses when he finally sees you in the library, head resting on your arm against the table with your eyes closed and locks of hair covering your face. Immediately going soft, he silently pulls out the chair from beside yours before he sits down, eyes trained on you the whole time. 

You had changed, but now that you’re asleep like this, he’s reminded of those days wherein you clung, doted and looked for him wherever you went. He’ll be patient, that’s all he ever told himself because he knew you’ll come around eventually. 

“Oomi,” you meekly say, catching him mid-action as he tucked the strands of your hair that covered your face behind your ear. He merely hums in response, his hand gently resting above your head while he comfortingly stroked your temple with his thumb. 

It made your heart ache; he was too soft, this was the side of Kiyoomi only you get to see. “Did I worry you again?” You whisper, closing your eyes as you felt yourself relax against his touch. 

“You did,” he frowns, but when you softly smile and put your hand on top of his, he forgot all the hurt and frustration he felt this past month. “I love you, Oomi,” you tell him out of the blue, and it was such a bittersweet moment he wanted to cry and hold you. 

But there was no need to do that, was there? You’re here and you told him you loved him for the first time, he shouldn’t dwell on the sorrow that sprung out of nowhere like it was foreshadowing a tragedy. 

“You’re not going to say it back?” You pull him away from his suffocating thoughts, a small chuckle escaping his lips from behind his mask. How cute, he thought.

“What if I won’t?” He lowly says, his hand gliding down to cup your cheek. You knew him well enough to know that there was humor behind what he said, and you lightly chuckle as you look at him with glimmering eyes, “I don’t mind, just remember I love you.”

He was certain he was insane, why did it hurt so much? The room fills with silence as he finds it harder and harder to breathe; he has never felt so blissfully in love and so cruelly agonized at the same time but he couldn’t even begin to answer why. 

“I want to kiss you,” you mumble jokingly, and curious of the germaphobe’s reaction, you glance up to meet his eerily troubled eyes. Could he perhaps have caught on on your secret or was it because of what you had just said? He thinks for a moment, should he? 

You had such beautiful lips, maybe he did want them against his. Hesitantly, he leans down, his face inching close to yours. 

You practically held your breath the whole time, positive that you had stopped breathing entirely when he tugs down his mask. Both your lips are barely apart, and you figured that it might be because he was starting to regret giving it a go. “You don’t have to,” you whisper. 

“I want to,” he reassuringly runs his thumb across your cheek before he closes his eyes, locking lips with you. 

He abandons all the anxiety he felt earlier and the memory of the pain you’ve caused him. The room shone with a faint orange hue with the golden sunlight piercing through the window, and under the dim hidden nook of the cold library, warmth rises in both your cheeks and his. 

He takes your bottom lip gently between his plump and soft ones, parting only to kiss you again with less restraint. Love was all he felt at the moment as he kissed you— again and again, taking his time to savor the only pleasure he knew which was you. 

Little did he know, that was the last day he wouldn’t hate you, despise you, and curse at everything that reminded him of you. 

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[u2umak1]

uh so like

i haven't written shit in a solid two years okay

but,

the idea of college!renga came up on a discord server and let's just say that my brain went brrr

so, uh, take this ig

COLLEGE!RENGA HEADCANONS

warnings: not really proofread lmao, other that that, none ♡

first! of! all!! let's talk appearance:

i'd definitely see reki grow his hair out blame it on that official art okay. still red and wild but he's quite meticulous with his hair routine (mainly because of his job, but more on that later)

(un)surprisingly, he's still absolutely ✨ripped✨

sharper jawline and the lines on his face are more defined  but other than that he still looks and acts 🤧 the same as before

also i would totally see him get a tattoo on his back (a vertical one that would cover his spine oh my god🤤🤤🤤)

moving on to the next dumbass:

langa's hair is the same. y'all can't tell me otherwise. i just know it.

the only thing that's different about it is that he got an undercut (but since he kept the length, nobody really notices)

but

i hc him as having his ears pierced. just,, so many piercings. and he makes them look v professional as well?? but he obviously takes them off during skating bc god forbid having any damage done to his ears while wearing earrings bc lemme tell y'all that shit hURTS okay

n e way

his nails are always so neat like??? wow??? they're always filed expertly in a soft oval shape and he's got really nice nailbeds. bonus points if he's got nailpolish on (even tho it's kinda messily applied but reki painted them the night before and how could he refuse his sweet boyfie 🥺🥺🥺)

lots of small stick n pokes littered across his body. definitely hides an infinity tattoo under his blouse, close to his heart 😭

oh and he's taller than reki hehe >:)

other than that he looks the same (much to everyone's surprise), but i feel like it fits bc langa used to look a lil bit more mature than reki back then, so now it's balanced out yk 😌😌

now, let's talk business:

honestly? i’d love to see reki as a mechanic bUT AS A GRAPHIC DESIGNER HE WOULD BE SO POWERFUL Y'ALL. i mean, since not only does he make his own boards, but he also draws on/paints them ykyk. i could definitely see him just casually walk towards the big-ass building of the corporation he's working for at 9 am, heavy black bag full of art supplies on his shoulder, a smug smirk tugging at his lips because he knows he's the shit™. like, he's looking all grown-up and stuff. geez he'd be a sight for sore eyes 🤧

(but he’d definitely still be hired at dope during college like ik for a fACT).

as for langa..? lmao i’d see him as a starbucks barista or some shit like that during college. like, 2 or 3 part time jobs AND skating practice for national tournaments (imma assume that miya finally corrupted him or summ) AND planning vacations to canada so that he could start snowboarding again (bonus points if he takes reki with him to teach the bean how to snowboard :((( my poor heart)

like,, langa relearning how to love his old passion while reki (clumsily) follows suit?? please (╥ω╥`)

p.s. i can bet that reki does graffiti in his free time (even in the present time) y’all can’t change my mind aND I CAN SEE LANGA TRAILING BEHIND HIM TO HELP HIM CLIMB STUFF AAAAAAA

i’d rlly love to see grown up reki (that has a pretty serious job) just cracking jokes and his back lmfao while skating with langa

also he gives me the ratty sneakers underneath fancy clothes type of vibe yk 😌😌

imagine reki going to work, BUT FIRST going to get starbucks from the place langa works at and also dropping his skateboard (and a kiss bc yes) there while at it.

then he goes to the corporation he works at and yk all’s chill, he's drawing and creating new concepts

and then, after he’s done, he just kinda dissapears ig?? and nobody knows where???

so please let’s just take a moment to imagine the shock on his collegues’ faces when, while going home, they see reki doing tricks on the skateboard (in, like, a parking lot or summ), two steaming starbucks cups chilling next to an even steamier blue-haired dood that cheers on reki (and gives him a kiss whenever he nails a higher difficulty trick)

LIKE PLEASE I NEED TO SEE THIS HAPPEN!!! :(((

[bunnyywritings]

no one else but you

Greed x fem!reader

[a/n: thank you for another request! It’s been a hot minute since I re-watched FMAB so I’m a little rusty with the characters. I think I made him rlly soft here...This is set after Promised Day with a twist! Greed lives, has control over his body and tries to start a new life with his s/o. What’s in BOLD is the reader dreaming. enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy-`ღ´-  ps. I 100/10 do not recommend writing after being awake for like 29 hours lol I lost my train of thought waaaaaay too many times while writing this ]

“What? You thought I still wanted to be with you?” The disgust in his voice made the pit in your stomach grow. “You seem to forget who I am. I’m Greed.”

“But I thought-” You were cut off by a scoff.

“I didn’t think there was anything useful in there.” The was he was belittling you was the last straw, your shoulders shaking uncontrollably as tears streamed down your flushed cheeks like a waterfall.

“W-why are you s-saying these t-things? This isn’t l-like you!” You pleaded.

“Yeah, well that was when the twerp was still in charge. I hate to break it to you sweetheart, you don’t know me at all.” A wicked grin curled his lips, the hardening of his outer-shell grabbed your attention. It encased just his arm. Before you could say anything else, he used that hand and grabbed you by the throat. His grip was deadly as he picked you up from your knelt position on the floor. “Now if you’re done with your yapping, I don’t need you anymore. You were nothing but a hindrance.” he emphasized his words with a growl before tossing you onto the bed,

“Good riddance, (y/n).”He spat and you watched his back as he walked past the doorway.

“N-no! Greed! G-Greed please! Please d-don’t leave me!” Your hoarse voice fell onto deaf ears. “Please don’t go...”

You jolted awake in a cold sweat, tears leaking from your eyes as you curled into yourself, tugging the duvet closer to your body.

Greed had been away for about a week or so, saying he had “things to take care of.” Whatever that meant, you had no idea. You just knew that it had nothing to do with this ‘Father’ character either, but you never really questioned Greed. You trusted him. Even if he was a homonculous and even if he was an ex-member of a secret military that tried to take over the government. With Greed’s newfound freedom, he was eager to start over. Start a new life with him. He was different though, it wasn’t like ‘GreedLing’ as Edward liked to call him, he was completely greed. Through and through. It was like a total personality change. He still respected you and loved you, there was no doubt about it. However, you couldn’t help but feel inadequate when he would return to your shared apartment after running an errand and would brag about how many girls, and guys, wanted his attention. Saying things about how gorgeous/handsome they were, and how they basically threw themselves at him. Not to mention all the perks that he had received by just existing. Discounts on clothing, or the butcher lady “looking the other way’ and giving him an extra pound of meat, free of charge. Slowly, your insecurities came into the light. Being afraid that one day he’d find another girl that you were no match for. One that had an amazing body, smarts to match his wit. You feared it so much that it was a recurring nightmare that you had been having for weeks. Greed had noticed how off you were acting and asked if you were okay and not wanting to burden him with your silly thoughts, you just shrugged him off. Fake smile painted on your lips as the phrase, “I’m fine.” seemed to leave them at least 4 times a day.

He had called you a day or two ago and said that he’d be back soon. How long was soon? Had he already found someone else? Were you really someone that wasn’t worth his time and attention....pfft. What were you thinking? Of course you weren’t, he deserved so much better. He deserved a girl who wouldn’t hate what she saw in the mirror. He wouldn’t want a girl who wasn’t smart and witty like he was. He’s Greed. He only wants, and deserves, the best of the best.

These thoughts plagued your mind as you went through the day, trying to fill the time. Doing useless things. Cleaning everything at least 5 times over, or picking up a book and getting comfortable on the couch only to put the book down 15 minutes later. Mind racing with unanswered questions and suspicions.

As the day passed by and the sun started to say its final goodbyes with an array of reds and oranges smeared across the sky, the fear in your tummy swelled. You reluctantly got ready for bed, dreading every second that passes by. Hours passed, you laid in the dark resisting the way your heavy eyelids dropped closed. If you didn’t sleep, you didn’t dream. Simple. Easier said than done.

Disappointment filling your entire being as you gave in. Letting your eyelids shut and sleep tug at your subconscious mind. An surely enough, those fears plagued your dreams. Leaving you to toss and turn in the sheets, mumbled phrases escaping your lips.

“(Y/n) this is Lust, she’s an...old friend.” During that pause, you definitely didn’t miss the way his eyes were running over the curves of her scantily clad body. A thing, serpentine smirk grew on her lips. The dark crimson color shimmering under the golden light of mid-day. “I thought it was finally time for a change of pace so, it’s time for you to go.” The grin on his lips was playful but his eyes were piercing into you, in any way but playful.

As you looked her over, you weren’t surprised why he had picked her over you. Her breasts were perky and perfect, her curvy yet slim body was enticing in a way that yours never could be (so you thought), her lips may have been thinner than yours but they seemed to fit her small frame perfectly. Her stomach was flat and probably didn’t protrude when she sat comfortably (it so did), and the way Greed was hungrily eyeing her definitely gave away his own selfish intentions of getting himself off.

“What? But w-where would I-“ your stutters were cut off by Greed making an exclamation.

“And she has a fully functioning brain. Unlike the poor excuse of a walnut, that you no doubt have, as a brain!” He chuckled, you couldn’t believe he was going this far to be cruel. You were so distraught that you hadn’t noticed the tears falling from your face. “Great! And here come the water works again!” Greed scoffed.

The one thing Greed hadn’t expected when he stepped into the apartment was to be instantly met by your screams. It was what you said that made his heart ache.

“Greed! Please, please I know t-that I’m not enough but-” He stopped at the door, it was open just a crack but it was enough to see you sit up, eyes wide and tears trailing down your cheeks. He watched with a broken heart as you approached the mirror.

“Of course he doesn’t want you. Who would?” You started to prod at your tummy, then at your thighs, before your hands moved upwards and cupping your breasts a bit, holding them up a bit before you let them drop naturally and went to pick at your skin. Scowl permanent on your beautiful face. “He deserves better than-than trash.” That was it. He shoved the door open, causing you to jump and turn to him.

“G-Greed? You’re back?” You were slightly afraid as you watched his towering figure march over to you. Clenching your eyes shut to endure any verbal abuse he was going to inevitably spew at you...but it never came. Instead, his arms wrapped around you and pulled you into his chest.

“Why are you saying those things? Hmm? Why are you hurting my pretty girl?” You were taken aback by his reaction. Why were you acting this way.

“N-No, it’s silly...”Your cheeks flushed red in embarrassment, as you shook your head and nuzzled into his warmth.

“It’s not silly if you’re this upset. Now come one, tell me.” He noticed your hesitance and chuckled. “Look, just because I am the way I am. Greed. Doesn’t mean that I don’t care for anyone else.” He assumed he guessed correctly on the reason you sere so upset. “I love you.”

“Are you sure? Because you could have anyone one you want, crave anyone you want and you’d still pick me?” The disbelief in your voice wounded him.

“Yes.” There was zero hesitance. “I would still pick you. Every. Damn.Time.” Tears rose to your eyes once again but they were for the overwhelming feeling of affection in his words. The way he didn’t stutter when he said it caused chills to run up your spine. “You have no idea how much you mean to me, (y/n). You stuck by me despite my faults. Despite my flaws. You loved me regardless of what I had done.”

“Well you did the same for me.” 

“Well how could I not? You don’t have flaws.” He cupped your cheeks and leaned down to kiss away the remaining of the tears. He then got behind you and hugged your waist as you both stood in front of the mirror. “Your body is deliciously stunning.” He playfully bit your neck which caused you to squeal a little.

“But what about-?” You had motioned down to the slight pudginess of your tummy.

“What? Your belly? I absolutely love your belly, it’s super soft and it makes you very cuddly. I wouldn’t have you any other way.” His hands then slowly ran up your torso. “And you know I love these. No explanation needed. They’re perfect.” He purred as he gave your breasts the tiniest, most playful of squeezes.

“Greed!” You giggled, falling back into him. All fear and insecurity seeping out of your body.

“Shouldn’t me being with you be reassurance enough?” There was a cockiness in his tone, goodhearted but cocky nonetheless. “I’m Greed. I only desire the best of the best.” He spoke in a powerful voice, one you would fear if you didn’t know him. “And I only desire you, my love.” You made eye contact with him through the mirror.

“Only me? You wouldn’t want someone prettier? Or smarter?”

“Nope. It’s you. No one but you. You’re perfect the way you are and no one else could ever be the one for me.” he gently pushed your chin to move your head to the side, lips meeting his in a passion filled kiss. Spilling all your emotions into it.

“Now...” He gripped your hips, pulling you flush against him. “why don’t I spend the entire night showing you that you’re all that I want.”

Needless to say, after this night, you never once again doubted Greed’s love for you. And from here on out he made sure to remind you every day. 

[huhnerhexen]

you’re bored ???? well, all of them then!

1. What's your sexual orientation?

- queer!

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

- disney plus

3. Ever done any drugs?

- I've smoked weed a couple times, and I'm on t3s for my surgery recovery if that counts...

4. What piercing do you want?

- a third piercing in my left ear so it matches my right.

5. How many people have you kissed?

- 6 I think?

6. Describe your dream home

- it's small and quaint, there are lots of bookshelves and windows. Everything is a soft beige, there is artwork covering every wall, and a giant cat tower for Mama Cat

7. Who are you jealous of?

- honestly? Nobody right now; I'm so happy w who I am and where I'm at in life! Nobody could beat this!!

8. What's your favourite show to binge?

- rn I'm binging the suite life of zack and cody on disney plus

9. Do you watch porn?

- every now and again

10. Do you have a secret side blog?

- no, but I have a secret side instagram

11. If you could teleport anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?

- I'd stay right where I am in my recovery bed in my dining room

12. What's one of your fantasies?

- to live in a small apartment with the love of my life and my cat!

13. Do you have/would you get your nipples pierced?

- I don't have my nipples pierced, but knowing how impulsive I am, it'll probably get done eventually

14. How would you spend one million dollars?

- I would invest 80% in climate justice solutions, 10% in making my house more environmentally friendly (we're talking solar panels, HUGE seasonal gardens, etc.), and put 10% into savings

15. Are you in a relationship?

- I just got out of a 3 year relationship, and I couldn't be happier on my own!!

16. Do you follow any porn blogs?

- I follow a blog called soft-porn bc it has a rlly nice aesthetic, occasionally they post porn, but that's not the motive for my following.

17. Are you angry with anyone right now?

- I always have an underlying anger w my dad's dad, Lane, because he's a sack of donkey dicks. But I'm not outwardly angry with anyone

18. What tattoos do you want?

- I want to do a storybook character theme sleeve on my left arm. I want Jeremy Fisher next to my Squirrel Nutkin, Frog and Toad, Little Bear, the Toy Castle and Paddington Bear!

19. If you could change your name, would you? What would you change it to?

- I'm changing my name to Sylvester Thomas Elaine McDonald; I was going to wait until I got married to change my name, but since that fell through I'm undecided on when.

20. What is something you're obsessed with?

- my cat, Mama and my rat Mr. Carlos Oswald Van Houtte

21. Describe your best friend

- my best friend was my ex-fiance; so now it's my grandma!! She's the most wonderful women in the world, she's soft, generous, she would give you the shirt off her back. Once I came out as trans, she threw herself into the LGBT+ community and is working to be the best ally anyone has ever known.

22. Tag someone you think is hot

- imma tag myself @huhnerhexen

23. Who are five of your favourite bands/ musical artists?

- the 1975, great big sea, Johnny Cash, Don Williams, the Japanese House

24. What are three places you want to travel?

- Paris again, Iceland, and Scotland

25. Describe your perfect Friday night

- I work 9am-5pm, I have dinner with my grandma, then I go home and watch Moomin in the bath tub!

26. What's your favourite season?

- autumn or winter!!

27. What's your pet peeve?

- when someone leaves the toilet seat up...

28. Who is the funniest person you know?

- my coworker, Brendin

29. What's the most overrated movie?

- La La Land

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message

- nah

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

- paper books

32. If you could live in a fictional world, what world would you pick?

- Storybrooke from the Once Upon a Time series

33. If money was no object, what would your wardrobe be like?

- a soft old man's closet

34. What's your coffee order?

- black coffee, in a HUGE mug

35. Do you have a crush on anyone?

- other than myself? Joji

36. Do you still have any feelings for any of your exes?

- other than disgust for the piece of shit who sexually assaulted me? Nope.

37. Have any tattoos?

- eleven and counting!

38. Do you drink?

- on occasion, I also make wine!

39. Are you a virgin?

- no

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

-no

41. How many followers do you have?

- I don't know...

42. Describe the hottest person you know

- I don't even know, man...

43. What's your guilty pleasure?

- I don't have any guilty pleasures, anything that makes me happy doesn't make me feel guilty

44. Do you read erotica?

- I do not

45. What's the worst date you've ever been on?

- I went to the park with some guy and he told me racism was funny bisexuals weren't actually real. He messaged me later asking if I had a good time and I said "no" and left it at that.

46. How many people do you follow?

- I don't know?

47. If you could marry any celebrity, who would you pick?

- Tom Holland

48. Describe your ideal partner

Soft and sweet, respects my boundaries, communicates well, appreciates me!!

49. Who do you text the most?

- my mom probably

50. What's your favourite kind of weather?

- 0°C- -5°C, overcast, a little windy!

Thank you for asking!!

[wonderlustlucas]

for science - na jaemin

⇢ prompt Standing beside him not as his best friend but as his girlfriend is a whole extra level in Hell. ⇢ pairing jaemin x female reader ⇢ word count 2k ⇢ genre fluff ⇢ warnings as requested, mega fluff overload. you may get a cavity. you’ve been warned ⇢ summary “request for another jaemin fic!! Fluff overload”—request ; fake dating ; friends to lovers ⇢ a/n i  rlly only wrote this cuz i wanted to call this level 100 thot gay. happy belated birthday my love, i adore you endlessly❥

“You told them I’m your what?”

Sensing your sudden terror from the moment he parked and refused to unlock the doors, Jaemin winces at your alarmed tone, fiddling with the cuffs of his dress shirt as a sort of recalibration.

“Na Jaemin—”

“I know, I know! I’m sorry—it wasn’t my plan, I swear,” Jaemin sputters, reluctantly raising his gaze to finally meet your own distressed grimace. “Then why did you tell your whole family I’m your girlfriend, Jaemin? How am I supposed to go about this night pretending?”

Ignoring the pain in his heart that results from your piercing words, ignoring the utter disbelief that hardens your features, ignoring the urge to reach out to smooth over the stressed crease on your forehead, Jaemin gulps, “Before I came to get you, my cousins were giving me shit about not dating anyone and—and then I thought of you, and it was fine at first. But my Aunt overheard me and then it got back to my Mom and I had to make up a bunch of shit.”

Sighing at last, you decide it’s better to accept it as it is—one night pretending to be dating the boy you’ve been madly in love with for years was better than nothing, right? “I’m sorry,” Jaemin adds breathlessly, you would have missed it if the vehicle’s engine was still running, a heartbeat later you reach over, cupping his hand between your own and stroking his knuckles with your thumb.

“Don’t be sorry, Nana. I was just… surprised.”

“You’re not mad?”

Heart positively melting from the fretful façade he bears, sparkling eyes now dull and petal lips scarlet from biting, you smile tenderly before, “No, I’m not mad, silly goose. So, how about you tell me how we started dating?”

With a shaky laugh, he explains, “Back in July, when we went to Donghyuck’s graduation party. I said we accidentally kissed and then I asked you out.”

Focusing more on the way his fingers gradually began to intertwine with your own rather than listening to his pathetic excuse of a story, you too let out a mesmerized sigh, shaking your head to clear your brain of all the daydreams you have spent conjuring up moments like these, “O-Okay. Yeah, that sounds good. Didn’t your parents ask why you didn’t tell them?”

Jaemin shrugs, “I said I didn’t want to deal with all their questions and was waiting for tonight.”

“Well, I guess that works. Should we go in? Aren’t they waiting for us?” Nodding towards the restaurant, resembling a mansion more than anything else, tan stucco walls illuminated primrose with gold encrusted barn lights spaced between the floor-to-ceiling windows, you wonder, momentarily, why Jaemin’s parents would ever choose to have his birthday dinner at such an upscale place knowing he would be so much more content with something simpler. “Unfortunately,” Jaemin sighs, when his hand finally slips out from your own you have to take a moment to regulate your heartbeat before following him out.

Scampering to catch up with him and grumbling at the added difficulty walking in heels creates, you are simply trying to adjust the hem of your dress to an appropriate length when Jaemin grunts, curling his arm around your waist, “What are you huffing and puffing about? You look perfect.”

Unless an angel from heaven fluttered down, swept up your jaw, and placed it back onto its hinges, you truly have no idea how you manage to shut your mouth after having it hang open for such an embarrassingly long eternity, nearly choking on your suddenly desert dry vocal cords because oh God his arm is around your waist and oh God he smells good and did he just say you look perfect?

You clear your throat, “Wow, you’re gay. Just making sure, was that boyfriend Jaemin or my normal Jaemin?”

“Boyfriend Jaemin could always be your normal Jaemin, you know,” he winks—the sucker winks—but withdraws from you to swing open one side of the majestically tall oak door and nodding for you to enter first, leaving you to wallow in your pool of self-pity and near-death reality alone. Luckily, he follows after you not a second later, hand instead targeting your own instead of your waist and oh is his heart beating just as erratically as yours.

Leaning in, petal soft lips brushing the shell of your ear, Jaemin whispers, “We should probably hold hands. For science.”

Swallowing the saliva that ceases to exist, you look to the strawberry blonde to catch his prize-winning smile. Is he glowing or is it just the lights in this place?

With your brain displaying a system failure, you only grant him a timid nod and follow his lead to the front desk, where he greets the hostess with a softer smile and after giving her his name, you continue to walk further into the dining room. With walls varying between amber paint and warm red brick, you conclude this will most certainly be the only time you’ll be dining at such a restaurant, judging by the long, gold and oak tables adorned with cream lace table runners, colossal vases stocked with red roses, and rinky-dink dishes served on what looks like the finest of china.

“This is… extravagant,” you mutter, turning to the boy beside you. He seems to mirror your own expression, eyes full of wonder and irises reflecting gold, you subconsciously lean into him because that’s just how it is with Jaemin.

“Yeah, they really went all out for me.”

Debating on whether to reply with something along the lines of him ‘being worth it,’ you bite your tongue at the missed opportunity when, after what felt like a lifetime walking with Jaemin’s hand in yours, the hostess stops before the designated table. “Jaemin, ___!” Exclaims his mother, a spitting image of him when she beams the same starring smile and suddenly all eyes are on you, soaking in the image of standing beside Jaemin not as his best friend but as his girlfriend.

“Hello,” he greets, nodding to his family with a gentle smile as he tugs you to the remaining two seats—of course you would be late with Jaemin to his own birthday dinner—and, heart fluttering like bird’s wings when he pulls out the cushioned beige chair, you smile gratefully to him and settle into the seat.

Lucky for your awkward ass, the elongated table is the shape of an oval, and you find yourself at the curved corner, Jaemin next to you at the head, and his Aunt beside you. You’re not even finished familiarizing yourself with the members of Jaemin’s family when your seat is being tugged—oh, you jolt in surprise, turning to him with wide eyes as he fixes your chair until it is hardly half an arm's length away from his.

“Did you just—”

“Yes,” he purrs, smirking smugly and reaching for your napkin, you watch with a mind devoid of any rational thought as he flattens it over your thighs. “What’s up with you?” You hiss, startlingly aware of his family staring at the two of your like a cheetah waiting greedily to chase its prey. “Nothing,” he smiles, the corner of his mouth twitching into a threatening smirk but he hides it by bringing a prefilled glass of water to his lips, you watch, anticipating, as he takes a sip for him to add, “sorry, babe, am I boyfriending wrong?”

“Stop,” you whine, wrinkling your nose to play off your humiliation as repulsion. Did he just call you babe?

“You’re cute when you’re blushing.”

“I’m not even blushing.”

“Yes, you are. You’re smiling at the table,” he giggles—what a child—and pokes your warm cheek with his index finger, “don’t lie.”

“Na Jaemin, if you don’t stop harassing me, I will have no choice but to shove this fork up your ass,” you warn, gripping said weapon and waving it in his face. He pouts, reaching for the utensil and placing it back with your other silverware, “That’s not nice. I’m just being sweet to the love of my life.”

Heart hammering against a glass ribcage, your brain once again glitches for the umpteenth time tonight, “You don’t have to fake this when no one is listening, you know.” Jaemin huffs and rolls his eyes in order to buy some time, his confession, everything he has always wanted to say, is right there, lingering on the tip of his tongue but, as usual, something always seems to get in the way of his thought process.

“Sir, what will you have to drink?”

You watch, stifling a laugh as Jaemin jumps in surprise, sputtering for words and you almost take pity on him if it were not for the unhealthy beating of your heart as a result of his words. “Uh, c-chocolate milk, please.”

“And for you, miss?”

“Chocolate milk, too.”

“You did that on purpose,” Jaemin snorts once the waiter moves along, flipping over his menu and you gape, ready to smack the sly grin off his face no matter how unacceptably gorgeous the warm glow of the lamps make him.

“What? What’d I do?”

“Order the same thing as me on my birthday,” he smirks, scanning over the laminated paper and ignoring your annoyance like nobody’s business. “Excuse me, sir. Am I not allowed to have the same drink as you?” Snorting, you finally look to your own menu, picking at the hem of your dress because why does he have to be so infuriating?

“Yo,” he bugs you not a heartbeat later, digging his elbow into your side, “my Mom wants to take a picture.”

“Oh! Sure,” sitting up, you first reach up to fix a stray strand of his hair before leaning impossibly closer, shoulder against his chest and presenting your best smile as she taps her phone screen. “Ma, make sure you get this one,” Jaemin pipes up, pushing you off from his chest only to twist you to face him, you giggle at his mindless manhandling, allowing him to lay your hair however he likes.

“What are we doing? Goofy pic?” You ask, reeling him back after his meticulous fixing. When he does not answer, you tilt your head curiously, unable to read his expression but then he’s leaning closer and oh.

His lips taste and feel just as chapped as they look, although you cannot think of any feeling better than them pressed to your own, breathing him into your lungs like a starved man, and wow this is so much better than all the hours you have spent imagining this. The warmth of his tongue just barely brushes your own when you pull back, no matter how much it pains you to do so but now is not the time to shove your tongue down his throat, nerves burning a fire under your skin.

“You stopped,” Jaemin whispers, warm breath fanning over your cheeks when he leans his forehead against yours. “Believe me, buddy, I wanted that kiss to be more than a peck, too. But I don’t want your family to judge,” you chuckle breathlessly, itching to kiss him again but what was that?

“Buddy?”

You sigh, “Nana, I don’t know what to call you after that,” Jaemin sucks in a sharp breath at this, finally fluttering open his eyelids to gaze upon you with all the adoration in the world as you go on, “that was more than pretending, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah,” he hums, scanning over your features for any sign of doubt before, “I don’t know how to ask out my best friend.”

“Do you just want to skip all that talking nonsense and just go right to the dating part?”

“Yeah, I like the sound of that. I think we’ve done a pretty good job so far,” Jaemin smiles softly, pressing an angel soft peck to the corner of your mouth before pulling away with yet another grin brighter than the sun itself and oh my you could get used to this.

[gingerdrab]

Trick or Treat

Ship: Wonwoo x Reader Genre: Fluff, Halloween shit Word Count: 2.8k Summary: Wonu, a shy, quiet boy in your class, overhears you saying that you’ve never celebrated Halloween before. He makes it his mission to change that, since he loves Halloween, and just may have a thing for you… Writer’s Notes: breh I forgot to post this damn sorry lol, i got so super busy with work omgggg. also, I wrote this before the Halloween Vlive so wow thanks Minghao 4 wearing this costume and messing up my fic ugh lol jk ily anyways, hope u like it, this is my first ever Seventeen fic so yeah and it was rlly rushed tbh

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“I can’t believe you’ve lived your entire life from childhood, into adulthood, without ever celebrating Halloween.”

Dara, the rather annoying, loud-mouthed girl who sat next to you in your poetry class, stared at you in utter disbelief after you had casually mentioned that little fact about yourself.

“I mean, it’s really not that big of a deal? It’s just not really a thing where I’m from and it’s my first year being an exchange student here so…”

She continued looking at you as if it were your fault that the entire season of Autumn chose not to exist where you grew up. Class had just ended and all the students were piling up behind you, eagerly trying to get through the doors and out into freedom. It was Friday, who could blame them? You cleared the door and tried to lose Dara in the crowd (lord forbid you’d have to listen to her drone on and on for another minute), walking quickly towards the library.

“Never celebrated Halloween…. Hmm….. But are you gonna celebrate this year, though?”

The question this time, belonged to a deep male voice. One you were sure you hadn’t heard before.

You stopped abruptly and spun around, causing a tall dark-haired figure to almost crash into you. You stared at him in surprise and mumbled an apology. He shook his head quickly, a small smile on his lips, and pushed his round glasses higher up his nose.

“You’re Y/N, right? I’m Wonu.” He introduced himself, his voice quiet and low.

“I…. didn’t know you talked to people” you replied, trying to remember when you’d ever seen him interact with anyone before. He usually sat in the back corner of class and almost always had his nose buried in a book.

“Well, I was curious. About your Halloween situation, I mean.”

“You know, I don’t see what the big deal is. But whatever, I have to go now anyways. Bye.”

You turned around and continued your quest, still a bit confused as to why the shyest boy in the world had chosen to talk to you about something he just randomly overheard.

As you walked onto the courtyard, you wiggled deeper into your scarf, the cold air biting at you. You noticed a shadow growing behind you.

“Are you following me?” You slowed down till you were walking side by side with Quiet Boy.

“I’m going to the library.” He said softly. “But you still haven’t answered my question, though. Are you gonna celebrate this year?”

You began walking up the library steps together. You felt most amused than annoyed by his persistence, so you continued to entertain him.

“I wasn’t planning to. Why are you so interested anyways? Are you the Pumpkin King or something?”

“Aha! So you do know Halloween things at least!” A look of almost victory playing across his face.

You both sat across from each other at an empty table at the end of the deserted library. You studied the boy as he reached into his backpack and pulled out a very worn out novel. You’d never seen him this friendly, or even happy. It looked good on him. He was a handsome guy, you supposed; with his short, messy raven locks, pretty lips, and dark, mysterious eyes. Really handsome, actually. You wondered why you’d never paid him much attention before now.

He looked up at you, your eyes meeting for a while.

“I just really like Halloween. And I think you’d like it too. You should go find some books about the history of it. I know you like that stuff.”

He quickly averted his eyes, blushing slightly from his oversharing.

“How could you possibly know what I like? We’ve literally never spoken before.”

His cheeks and ears turned a deeper shade of red. He looked into his book and replied, “I read your blog. And I always see you in here. You sit and research and write for hours.”

It was your turn to blush. “I-I didn’t think anyone I knew even read my stuff…” you muttered, heavily embarrassed.

He smiled again. “Well, to be fair, you didn’t really know me.”

“Wow, so you’re like a fan then?” you joked playfully. You both giggled, and you couldn’t help noticing how cute he looked.

You started thinking about what he had said. You actually knew quite a bit about Halloween, and you were totally willing to participate in some events. The problem was: you didn’t actually have any friends. Unless you counted Dara. (Which you totally didn’t.) This was only your fourth month here, and you’d been really focused on adjusting to school, and life in general, and hadn’t really had time to make friends. You knew a few people around campus, but not enough to call them friends. You wondered if Wonu had friends. What would he be like with them? Laughing and smiling? Funny? Serious? …..Cute?

Your phone buzzed in your pocket, forcing you out of your little daydream.

[4:01PM] Dara: I saw you talking to that creepy boy from class. Just be careful.

Creepy? You looked up at him, his eyes focused on the words in front of him, barely aware of what was happening around him. Creepy how? Yeah, he dressed all in black every single day and didn’t speak to anyone ever. But you definitely weren’t getting a creepy vibe from him. You ignored the text.

Wonu turned a page in his book, unaware that the way you were staring at him could probably bore a hole into his skull. You looked at the way his eyes flitted across the words, and how his tongue peeked out between his teeth. He was totally caught up in his own little world. It was adorable. You felt content, and finally reached into your bag for your laptop so you could write, thinking to yourself “ohmygod he reads my blog?!”

-

Somehow, your library visits together started becoming a regular thing. You’d both just ‘end up’ at the same table after class, him reading, and you writing, a comfortable silence between you two. It was a week after your initial meeting, and you both sat in your usual spots, this time, feeling just a bit too distracted to do any actual work.

“So you’ve never decorated for Halloween? Visited a pumpkin patch? Carved a pumpkin? Nothing?”

This again. You shook your head for each activity he mentioned.

“You’ve never been trick or treating?”

You laughed. “It’s not really a big deal! Besides, I’m too old for that one anyways.”

Wonu paused, looking at you incredulously. “Excuse me? Too old for dressing up in costumes and collecting candy? That’s the best part of Halloween! I can’t believe you’ve never done it before.”

You smiled at him and leaned your chin into your hand. “I guess I used to want to, when I was younger. But there was nowhere I could, and no one to do it with.”

The small smile growing on Wonu’s lips had a glint of mischievousness to it.

“Let’s go trick or treating, Y/N.”

He looked like an excited puppy. You, on the other hand, were simply confused.

“I’m serious! There’s gonna be a Halloween event on campus. We can dress up and walk around to the different departments… I think we’re all just trying to reconnect to our childhoods here, you know?”

“How do you even know about this?”

“I’m the Pumpkin King, remember?” he said with a smirk. “I’m kidding, my friends are the ones organizing it.”

So he did have friends.

-

Monday morning was fast approaching, your weekend had been a blur. You and Wonu had grown even closer via text, but you kinda wished you had gotten to see him over the weekend. You were simultaneously looking forward to your poetry class, and also dreading it. Dreading it, because there would be a randomly selected Haiku presentation, and you hated reading your work in front of anyone; but you were looking forward to sitting next to Wonu.

You got to class slightly earlier than usual and chose the seat next to the one he usually sat in. You knew it would be empty anyways. “Uh, Y/N? Why are you sitting there?”

It was Dara. Ugh. She looked from you to the door that Wonu had just started walking through and quickly got the picture. Quiet Boy reached his spot and stared at you, a faint blush rising on his cheeks.

“Mornin’” he whispered, while sitting next to you.

“Hi!” you replied, a bit too cheery, embarrassing yourself. Dammit, I seem too eager, don’t I? Your thoughts were racing. The majority of class passed with you sneaking looks to the boy next to you, constantly finding yourself blushing, and once or twice, catching his eye and seeing him turn slightly pinker. Your professor’s voice pierced the room suddenly, interrupting your sweet daydreams.

“Presentation time! Who’s going first?”

His eyes scanned the classroom, searching for either volunteers, or just someone unsuspecting to pick on. You kept your head lowered, anxiety wringing your insides, when you heard the seat next to yours creaking.

Wonu was standing up.

“Uh… I’ll try…”

You stared at him, a mixture of surprise and interest dawning on your face.

“This is… a, uh…. autumn-y thing, I wrote. Um, the theme was kinda open so… I just went with it-

In summer, I saw

Her in the sea of faces.

In autumn, I fell.”

-

Dara wouldn’t stop talking your ear off at lunch. She had heard about the Halloween event that would be taking place on campus and was gushing about what she was going to dress up as and who would be there and other boring things you tried not to take notice of.

“You should come with me! It’ll be your first Halloween thing! You can be something really cute and sexy!”

You turned to look at her, putting on your best annoyed expression.

“I’m already going. With Wonu.”

Dara faked a smile. “I thought you’d say that. Are you two dating or something?”

You sputtered, red tinting your cheeks already. “Wha- No. That’s – no – just stupid. Haha. No!

We’re friends. And he’s not creepy. He’s just… quiet.”

“Hmm. If you say so. I figured after that super obvious poem last class… Whatever.”

She walked away in a huff, much to your pleasure, leaving you to grow steadily more embarrassed just thinking of the poem and of dating Wonu. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t almost totally smitten by him. And even you had thought, or at least hoped, that the haiku he had written really was about you. Was he falling for you too? Did he even mean it like that? As if summoned by your thoughts, the Quiet Boy himself appeared at your side, taking a seat and grabbing some of your chips.

“Hey. I just got out of class.”

You almost choked on your drink. He was so friendly now, it made you both exhilarated and nervous.

“Hey! You nearly killed me, thanks.”

“Sorry,” he chuckled. “I wanted to ask you about the party.”

“Hm?”

“Did you.. have any ideas on what you wanted to dress up as?”

You definitely had at least 17 ideas. You’d never gotten to dress up for Halloween before, so you’d been toying with the idea of some classic costumes. But then, of course, there were the funny costumes. And memes. Would it be lame to try to make it cute or sexy? Stockings, mini skirt, and push up bra? Would it be weird to make it extra scary? Fake blood and gross scar makeup; the full works! You weren’t sure, but you knew whatever you picked, it had to be good.

“I don’t know yet. What about you?”

Wonu hesitated, shifting his gaze from your eyes and onto his hands. “I do. But it’s super cheesy.

It’s, uh, kind of a couple costume.”

You blushed a deep scarlet shade. You knew exactly what he was thinking.

-

Saturday evening found you standing in front of your mirror, applying blue makeup to your face. The costume Wonu had gotten for you was a perfect fit, and you couldn’t help getting more and more excited while you put yourself together. The doorbell to your apartment rang just as you were finished securing your long, red wig. The butterflies in your stomach became frantic with the realization that you were practically about to go on a date with your crush. (I mean, basically, come on)

You raced down the stairs and pulled open the door.

“Hey Sally”

Wonu stood in front of you with a smirk on his lips, looking absolutely handsome in his black and white striped suit and his face in matching paint.

“Hey Jack”

You giggled, feeling a bit ridiculous.

“Is this too much? We’re probably gonna get made fun of, aren’t we?” you questioned, locking your door and getting ready to head to campus with Wonu.

“Probably. But’s it’s definitely worth it. Don’t you think?”

You hummed in agreement, dropping into a synchronized walk with the tall guy.

You arrived on campus to see what could only be described as the Most Extra little Halloween village, complete with carved pumpkins everywhere, fairy lights strung from the trees, skeletons hanging on every corner and cute, spooky ghosts propped up against the walls. The place was crowded with college students mostly in costume, drinking, dancing to music, and just hanging around. A large number were making the trick or treating rounds, collecting candy (and sometimes shots of vodka lmao.) Wonu reached for your hand, and you felt your heartbeat quicken. You looked up at him to see him smiling, a soft blush rising on his cheeks.

“You look so excited. It’s way too adorable.”

He was right. You were the cutest right now, nearly bursting at the seams with delight, and now, even more so as he held on to your hand.

“Let’s go!” You both walked down the makeshift street, which was just the decorated hallway, stopping at each makeshift ‘house’, which were in actuality just classrooms. Each time you stopped, he let you be the one to knock and shout “Trick or Treat!” while almost erupting into laughter each time. At each of the ‘houses’, cute guys stood, giving out treats. They were introduced to you as Wonu’s friends, and without fail, they all teased him about the hand-holding thing. (And yet, he never let go.)

After visiting all the houses, and meeting all his friends, you settled on a bench at the end of the Halloween Street, already half-way through your third candy bar.

“So… I didn’t realize you were this popular. You’re so quiet all the time.”

He sat next to you, reaching over for some chocolate.

“Yeah, I just like to keep to myself. I mean, other than those guys you met, I don’t really talk to anyone else. I know most people from my classes think I’m some creepy guy.”

“I don’t think you’re creepy,” you said, smiling up at him.

“Even with the skeleton makeup?” he laughed.

“…it’s kinda sexy actually.” You felt your cheeks grow hot at your own boldness. Ohmygod, you actually said that.

You took a tentative look at Wonu next to you, who you were happy to note, was wearing a blush that matched yours exactly. He cleared his throat before fidgeting profusely and then said,

“So I … I hope you’ve figured out that this was a, um, date.”

You felt yourself growing braver and more playful at his returning shyness.

“A date? Well you never officially asked me, so I figured ─”

“Remember the haiku I read in class?” he cut you off. Your heart pounded a little harder, your previous glimmer of hope growing much larger in your mind.

“That was about you.”

Your heart practically stopped. In your head, you had turned into a teenage girl fist-pumping in exhilaration.

“Are you saying that you ─”

“I’ve been thinking about you since I started reading your blog. And since I started seeing you writing in the library.”

“Definitely a secret admirer then,” you smirked.

“Definitely. So can this be a date now then?” he questioned you, staring directly into your eyes, suddenly seeming braver than before.

You stared back at him, your gaze flickering briefly to his lips. He was close enough for you to feel his soft breath on your face. The makeup he wore over his eyes and cheeks honestly made him look hotter than usual, which was saying something. You nodded and were barely able to finish saying yes, when he moved forward, closing the space between you, and pressing his lips to yours. You leaned into the kiss, reaching your hand around his neck, and burying your fingers in his hair. You pulled apart from each other, after what felt like an eternity of innocent bliss, smiling widely.

“Good. Cause I really like you, Y/N” He stated, with the most confidence you’d ever seen from him since you started talking. He reached for your hand again, this time intertwining his fingers with yours.

You leaned forward slightly and pulled him in for another kiss. “I really like you too, Pumpkin King.”

[zuxnon]

CEO SVT | Seungkwan - Incompatible

authors note: i know everyone who knows me already KNOWS this BuuuuTTTT i wanna warn yall,,, absolutely a whole ass 0% percent proofreading went into this and since it took me so long to write it i dont know if its coherent,... does it make sense FHGSDUJKA ill find out at some point but yknow~ nshfksghk i am SORRY its also rlly short rip

summary: anyone would’ve said you were incompatible, even seungkwan himself. but he was interesting, he was real, he was sassy and entertaining, and he was drop dead gorgeous. therefore, you didn’t care what any of them had to say. you would pursue him until you got bored of doing so. that was just who you were.  

boo seungkwan hated the elevator ride down from his apartment every morning. not because he was tired, because it was six in the morning and he wanted to sleep in. not because he hated the elevator- nothing that simple. it was his luck. his horrible, damned awful luck. it was never good- for some goddamned reason every morning, that horrible downstairs neighbor took it upon herself to wake whenever he did, leave whenever he did, and confront him about his day or night, telling him she heard him up at 3am getting a glass of water and he should learn to walk quieter. he made the mistake of bringing a girl home once, when he was insanely drunk and horny, and god had he heard it from her that next morning. it wasn't as if she was silent either. it definitely wasn't as if she hadn't had her fair share of rather loud one night stands- but arguing with her was of no use and he found it a hassle to talk to her in the first place, so he rarely complained.

he tried putting earbuds in one morning, tried to block her out, but she plucked one from his ear and turned him to face her. he tried ignoring her, but no matter where he turned she would always follow, standing right in his face and talking louder so he couldn't possibly pretend she wasn't screaming in his ear. when he got home late from helping seokmin clean up the aftermath of the party, he knew he'd be getting an earful in the morning. why did she have to be such a damn light sleeper?

sure enough, he had the same thought when the elevator stopped at her floor on the way down. and sure enough, when the elevator doors opened, she was the only one waiting. her eyes were shielded by sunglasses, a mask covering her mouth and nose, a bright, sunflower colored windbreaker and black yoga pants clothing her body. the jacket was zipped all the way up and the hood was hiding her dyed red hair. she usually looked like this in the mornings, sometmes prettier, sometimes less pretty, but usually well hidden. at least, until she stepped in the elevator. as soon as she stepped foot in the elevator, she pulled the mask down. the hood was tugged off her head and the sunglasses pushed upwards to rest on her hair. her arms crossed over her chest- she looked like she was ready for a showdown.

seungkwan didn't waste time pretending, he immediately let his head roll back, dropping against the wall of the elevator and groaned in exasperation. she felt her heart beat faster, nerves and frustration rushing through her. it was his fault, anyways. why did he act so angry? why didn't he just like her in the first place?

"why were you out so late last night?" she barked, puffing her chest out and pointing her nose up as she went to stand beside him. from an outside perspective it would've looked almost comical, the way she stood as if a pole had pierced all the way up through her, contrasting the way he leaned against the wall like he wanted to sink back into it. the difference between the long, fashionable dark blue coat and dark jeans and burnt orange sweater he wore and the workout clothes she wore. the way both of them refused to look at each other, bodies facing straight ahead but they stood so close that if she swayed even slightly to the side her shoulder would brush against his arm.

"it's none of your business."

she scowled, her arms visibly tightening. "it's automatically my business when your carelessness is interrupting my sleep. if i don't sleep well, my skin doesn't glow like it should. i gain weight. i get dark circles and red eyes. i can't afford to lose sleep every time you stay out getting drunk somewhere." she grumbled, leaning slightly sideways to elbow him in the side.

he shot her a glare from the corner of his eyes, trying to squeeze himself tighter into the corner, further away from her. alas, it didn't work. thankfully, though, they were nearing the bottom floor by then.

"invest in some earplugs." he hissed, carefully maneuvering himself further away from her, closer to the doors. "then you won't hear me."

he could practically hear the wheels in her head turning, the steam coming out of her ears as she dropped her arms, both fists clenched at her sides and her lips parted in furious thought.

"why should i have to-" she was cut off by the ding of the elevator, the squeak of the doors opening and seungkwan's footsteps as he hurriedly escaped before she could explode.

-

for about half of the day, work was particularly slow. your angry manager shouting at everyone who came near as you looked through offers for your next show or movie- whatever you thought she could play best. a victim in a horror film. a low-budget rom-com missing a plot. a romance/mystery show. there was even offer for you to be in a thriller film with a warning of multiple graphic sex scenes. they were crazy if they thought you'd accept that. you hardly liked scary films anyways. your 'no' pile was stacking up, your 'yes' pile was nonexistent and your maybe pile was thin. only the mystery and a superhero movie. as much as you would love to see yourself playing a superhero, as proud as you would be, you didn't know if you could handle the strain it would put on your body. sure, you would consider it, though. there were far too many offers to go through, you were starting to get tired of it. you were sore from sitting in the uncomfortable chair in that stuffy office all day,  hungry from not eating lunch, you had three different papercuts on your hands from flipping through so many envelopes.

you were so, so close to giving up, fingers twitching with a desire to throw the whole pile and storm out. maybe you would have, had the sky-blue of the pretty letter next in your hands not caught your attention. a name that sounded vaguely familiar. boo broadcasting. (forgive me i cant name things for shit) you thumbed at the corners for a few moments, trying to think of where you'd heard it before, why it seemed more familiar than just the company. trying to find the bell the name had rung in your mind.  after a few moments, instead of giving in and ignoring the question in your mind, you decided to pull out your phone and look it up. to your surprise, your most pleasant surprise, the first face you see is that of your upstairs neighbor.

'CEO of Boo Broadcasting, Boo Seungkwan seen leaving unknown woman's apartment late at night.' it read, with a blurry, dark picture of the the boy, with his recently dyed blue hair and his trademark long, dark coats, slipping out of an apartment you didn't recognize. curiously, you decided to click it, setting the letter down in your lap as you quickly scrolled to the bottom. you didn't bother reading the article, only the comments. oftentimes, those were more accurate than the dramatic, disgusting articles written by slimy, slithering liars. she had seen too many kind people be taken down by the words they shamelessly spoke.

'the woman in the picture is his mother. she was in the pictures for his graduation.' 'that's his mom, how can you post such blatant lies? really shameless' that was all she needed to see. the comparison pictures in the first comment proved it to her. good. less competition, right?

she let her phone fall back in her lap, one hand grabbing the envelope and tearing the side open to pull the letter out and read it. a variety show with various a-list celebrities- and a special guest. the handsome ceo of the company broadcasting the show as none other than the host.

somewhat of a roleplay show, it seems, where you'll be surprised with the theme of each episode you film, pick a role from a hat and act it as well as you can. you should be filming for just over a month. it sounded perfect- like exactly something you'd enjoy working on. sounded like a perfect chance to hopefully seduce your upstairs neighbor at the same time as you worked. entertaining in more than one way. so, with a smile on your face, you brought it to your manager.

-

lots of nagging and purposeless early morning elevator rides later, your awakening at 5 in the morning had a real reason- not that you didn't consider nagging your upstairs neighbor a real reason. if you didn't, you likely wouldn't be in the elevator at 5 every morning just to talk to him.  to your surprise, he wasn't dressed up when you entered the elevator- didn't groan or bother to even look at you. he kept his eyes closed, head back as he leaned against the elevator wall. you walked over beside him in silence, stood for a few sweet seconds wordlessly before you tilted your head slightly to the side, posture slouched as your eyes trailed over to his makeup-less face. there were a few small blemishes, his skin was a tiny bit more red than you would expect, but he looked... pretty. beautiful maybe, without makeup on. you lolled your head and stared up at the ceiling instead.

"you were quiet last night... what got into you? didn't wake me up once."

he sent you a quick glance from the corner of his eye, but didn't  say anything in response. his eyes didn't even linger on you-  they quickly turned back to the elevator ceiling and closed, his body relaxing against the wall.

you pouted to yourself, bit your lip for a moment before turning to face him again.

"where are you going today?"

this time he completely ignored you, didnt even give you a look. that was fine, you could think of something else to attract his attention if need be. it took you a few seconds to think, a few sweet seconds that he enjoyed like nothing else that morning, but soon enough (or, rather, too soon,) you were granted with an idea. a genius idea, for more than one reason. the main being that if he said yes, you wouldn't have to wait for your manager to drive down here and get you in an hour.

"can i ride with you?" you asked, grinning to yourself in pride at your own genius. should he choose not to allow you, it would be a fault of his own. what harm did you ever do to him anyways?

"you already are," came a low, deep voiced grumble from the corner of the elevator. "you do every morning."

bouncing happily on the balls of your heels, you move over to stand in front of him and look up towards him, arms crossed over your chest casually. "no, i mean in your car. can you drive me? we're going to the same place and i can't drive." you explain, and instantly, as soon as the word 'car' slips out of your mouth his head snaps down, eyes scanning yours as if to see if you were kidding. you weren't. that didn't take him long to realize.

"what do you mean, 'we're going to the same place'?" he asked, looking surprised- maybe even afraid. of course, he had no reason to be afraid, he was the CEO of not only the company broadcasting  company, but the company which was literally producing the show. if he very well wanted to, he could absolutely get you kicked off the show. so you knew you had to be on your best behavior. the elevator bell dinged a few times, signaling that you would soon be coming to a stop in the lobby. he slipped around you to stand by the door, you turning on your heels to follow him, stand shoulder to shoulder against him, both staring at the silver doors.

"we're filming together." you state matter-of-factly, smiling in triumph as you fought to hide the smugness in your tone. of course, you knew there was a 50-50 chance that he'd tell the producers that like hell would he work with you, but still this was closer to him than you'd been before. the door slid open, and for once he waited for you to get out first. he seemed a bit sulky when you turned to glance at him, watch him walk out after you, but he followed anyways, soon stepping ahead to lead, you assumed, you to his car, as he occasionally glanced to make sure you were following.

"they didn't tell me any of the people i'd be filming with, it was supposed to be a surprise i guess so i wouldn't go into it with a bias." he shot a glare at you from the corner of his pretty brown eyes, and you smiled in return. "glad i got a warning."

it was hard to stifle the giggle pulling at your lips at his grumbled words, quite obviously not intended for you to hear but you heard anyways. he was adorable. whether he hated you or not, he was so cute, you loved talking to him. and, if it came down to it, listening to him insult you. he was funny. quirky. adorable, and rather entertaining. you liked how he spoke his mind.

"so can i ride with you, sir?" you asked, practically bouncing happily as he led you into the private parking garage, unlocked his car (clicked twice, ensuring all doors would be unlocked, you noticed) and turned to glance at you. he sighed.

"don't call me that... get in."

[balkantalia-hub]

My Immortal rewrite: My Balkan

This is, just like the title states, a rewrite on the infamous My Immortal. Started being written in the balkantalia server by me just yesterday, this blog shall also bring it to the tumblr world, with some little fixes. There’ll be 2 chapters at once.

Character Notes:

Serbia is the author (Tara)

Romania is Raven (Tara’s friend)

Slovenia is Ebony

Croatia is Draco

--more characters to be added. all ocs used belong to @yugotix--

Chapter 1

AN: all the rakija (tho not rlly all of it i wan sum too XD) 2 my bf (EW not in that way >:( no homo in my loBBY) mihey, sebastian_stan69 4 helpin me witttt da story! and fo givin me da hugs <3 U ROCK I LUV U BABE dra u r da luv of my alcohol and smoking life i wanna bang dat ass sun B) JK U SUCK HAHA!1! TURBOFOLK 4 LAIF!

Hi my name is Janez Koko Shortstuff Brown Margon and I have short brown hair (that's how I got my name) that is dyed blonde except for my roots and brown eyes like chocolate and a lot of people tell me I look like Hannah Montana's brother (AN: if u don't know who he is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Žižek but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I'm also a wizard, and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in England where I'm in the seventh year (I'm seventeen). I'm a goth (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there.

For example today I was wearing a black corset hidden under a lace gothic lolita steampunk shirt and pants that a lead singer from an industrial progressive alternative grunge lo-fi band would wear and fluffy slippers. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared down at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

"Hey Janez!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Dražen Krleža! 

"What's up Dražy?" I asked. 

"Nothing." he said shyly. 

But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.

 AN: IS it good ma dudez??? PLZ tell me brozz!!

Chapter 2   

AN: All da pljeskavica to miheyy fo checkin da chapta!! BTW preps stop flaming ma story dudezz get a lif!! 

 The next day I woke up in my bedroom. It was snowing and raining again. I used my feeble beautiful aesthetic arms to open the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends and a TV set inside. I got out of my coffin and took off my giant sLOVEnia t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a fluffy pink lace tanktop and over it a black shirt and a sweater and a cardigan and a jacket and then I put on my shorts and bunny slippers. I put on eight pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy manbun.

My friend, Vladimir (AN: Miheyy dis is u the loser needs a friend ok) woke up then and grinned at me. He flipped his long waist-length blonde-black hair with strawberry pink streaks and opened his blood red eyes. He put on his Sandu Ciorbă t-shirt with a Dracula-printed pair of puffy trousers and put a ring on every finger (even on his toes) . We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)

"OMFG, I saw you talking to Dražen Krleža yesterday!!" he said excitedly. 

"Yeah? So?" I said, blushing. 

"Do you like Dražen??" he asked as we went out of the Slytherin common room and into the Great Hall. 

"No I so fucking don't boyy!!" I shouted. 

"Yeah, right" he giggled. Just then, Dražen walked up to me. 

"Hi." he said. 

"Hiii~" I replied flirtily. 

"Guess what." he said. 

"What?" I asked. 

"Well, Bugarski rep are having a concert in Hogsmeade." he told me. 

"Oh. My. Fucking. God!" I screamed. I love Bugarski rep. They are my favorite band, besides Florin Salam and Guță (AN: see Miheey its those dudez you told me about!). 

"Well…. do you want to go with me?" he winked with both of his eyes.

 I gasped.

[dannyfantomb]

i got tagged by @pidgea sooo here we go tagging @kidsflash @napstabubbline and @narwhalsarefalling love u guys :-)) 

 THE LAST: 


1. Drink: lemonade


2. Phone call: this guy i know irl


3. Text message: .. same guy


4. Song you listened to: spotify says "yes girl" by bea miller. good song. 


5. Time you cried: uhhh like 2 days ago 

HAVE YOU:


6. Dated someone twice: yes. mistake dont do that. 


7. Kissed someone and regretted it: does it count if they kissed me? bc yes


8. Been cheated on: not.. to my knowledge


9. Lost someone special: yepp


10. Been depressed: story of my life


11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: nah i stop before i get THAT drunk 

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 


12. yellow 💛✨💫🌼


13. green


14. pink 

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 


15. Made new friends: yes so many


16. Fallen out of love: not by choice :/ lol


17. Laughed until you cried: yes its the best feeling


18. Found out someone was talking about you? yes lmao


19. Met someone who changed you? i think everyone i meet does a little bit 


20. Found out who your friends are: ?

 
21. Kissed someone on your FB list: dont use facebook GENERAL: 


22. How many Facebook friends do you know in real life: again no facebook


23. Do you have any pets: yes!!! two angels tobey and paisley


24. Do you want to change your name: id like to change it to my nickname


25. What did you do for your last birthday: worked actually


26. What time did you wake up: around 10 but only bc it was raining


27. What were you doing at midnight last night: i think chatting on discord


28. Name something you can’t wait for: a stable loving relationship


29. When was the last time you saw your Mom: few hours ago


30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: i dunno... i guess itd be nice to be better off financially


31. What are you listening to right now: the tv. watching criminal minds. 


32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: no.. actually i havent 


33. Something that is getting on your nerves: i have to work tmrrw 


34. Most visited website: twitter probably


35. Mole/s: i have... one... in a rlly weird place


36. Mark/s: i have tonnnnsss of scars. i love them all


37. Childhood dream: i wanted to be rich lmao


38. Hair color: light brown? maybe


39. Long or short hair: mine is like?? medium. loveee short hair tho


40. Do you have a crush on someone?: yessss 


41. What do you like about yourself: uhh.... idk? not much


42. Piercings: belly button, tragus, industrial, cartlidge, and just regular ear ones

 
43. Blood type: A+


44: Nicknames: kat and ig rico

 
45. Relationship status: married to @kendalknights💞💞💞

 46. Zodiac: sagittarius!


47. Pronouns: she/her


48. Favorite TV show: ahh!! criminal minds, that 70s show, eureka, dexter and for cartoons like steven universe, danny phantom, teen titans 


49. Tattoos: no


50. Right or left hand: right 


51. Surgery: ive had nine on my ears


52. Hair dyed a different color: LITERALLY LIKE EVERY COLOR i went through a phase


53. Sports: im a swimmer!!


54. Vacation: i loved paris and barcelona.. id like to go to italy and greece and maybe south america as well


55. Shoes: just tennis shoes ig


56. Eating: pizza, pasta, and peas


57. Drinking: water and juices


58. I’m about to: drink some more lemonade
59. Waiting for: to get rich


60. Want: money


61. Get married: not rlly


62. Career: still deciding but something in law. a detective would be cool 

WHICH IS BETTER: 


63. Hugs or kisses: kisses i love making out


64. Lips or eyes: eyes


65. Shorter or taller: taller but i dont mind short


66. Older or younger: older ig


67. Nice arms or nice stomach: ??? arms ig


68. Sensitive or loud: ???? what
69. Hook up or relationship: relationship but tbh rn i wouldnt mind a hook up


70. Troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker probably

 HAVE YOU EVER:


71. Kissed a stranger: kinda??

 
72. Drank hard liquor: yep


73. Lost glasses/contact lenses: yess for the longest time


74. Turned someone down: im curving dudes all the time


75. Sex on first date: no BUT we did have sex like soon after we started dating


76. Broken someone’s heart: i dont think so??


77. Had your heart broken: yea lol


78. Been arrested: nope
79. Cried when someone died: yes rip papaw and hayley


80. Fallen for a friend: yes and im still in love with her lol 

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 


81. Yourself: no


82. Miracles: no


83. Love at first sight: def not 


84. Santa Claus: no


85. Kiss on the first date: if its going well 

OTHER:


86. Current best friend: irl caryn. online probably abby and kayla of course

 
87. Eye color: blue


88. Favorite movie: hmmm i dunno. meet the robinsons?

[thiccandmentallysicc]

Get to know me:

Tagged by talented/total babe @offansandflames ♡

Rules: answer 92 83 statements (i skipped some boring ones srry), tag whomever you please.

THE LAST. 1. Drink: pabst blue ribbon, yes im white trash 2. Phone call: mom 3. Text message: my bestfriend 4. Song you listened to: keaton henson, to your health 5. Time you cried: erm a lil yesterday but like deep convo tears

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice?: a relit ciggarette never tastes the same 7. Kissed someone and regretted it?: Not enough to recall at the moment. 8. Been cheated on?: I haven’t taken many partners, so to my knowledge, no? 9. Lost someone special?: Yes 10: Been depressed: :,) 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: my life from 15-19 tbh, not in the party, neurotypical fashion more along the Wtf Pls exPlain type way or for shits n giggles

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14. Baby pink and blue, black.

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends?:Yes if online counts? Very beautiful and enchanting spirits who i already love 16. Fallen out of love?: never do if its real, cuz im a romantic//also think u always care a little for those you really loved 17. Laughed until you cried?: yesterday actually like rllllly good because my girl dropped her entire jug of wine right before opening it. The universe flicked us off dirty. 18. Found out someone was talking about you?: Yeah, some good, some bad, some wild. Idk. 19. Met someone who changed you?: Yes some beautifully, made me fonder, some not so lovely but thats ok (try to make it ok) 20. Found out who your friends are?: I have fucking one bestfriend who i hold to that certain standard shes my lover/ soul mate and weve been through a fucking ride n shes still my number one. If others let me down i find ways to make it bittersweet. 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list?: yus GENERAL 22. How many Facebook friends do you know in real life?: Idk some r family and people from all the schools i went to. I dont care for facebook much. 23. Do you have any pets?: one black, perfect cat with lil rays of auburn going down her back, i named her clementine. Also 4 dumb n rlly cute dogs live with me. I like one a lot, Luna, shes my princess. (Yes i admit favorites idgaf/ she also knows she’s my fav n takes advantage) 24. Do you want to change your name?: mydad originally wanted to name me Xena (after xena princess warrior) whom i developed an intense crush on later. 25. What did you do for you last birthday?: yo lol i dont know i turned 22 i just had drinks and smoked with my bestfriend 26. What time did you wake up?: didnt check, i usually wake up multiple times n go back to sleep If i can 27. What were you doing midnight last night?: either in my gfs car or just getting home 28. Name something you can’t wait for?: my classes to start again, mini roadtrip to Gainesville and maybe being able to see my little cousin soon. 29. When was the last time you saw your mom?: lik e 2 seconds ago. 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life?: sjdufjekwns 31. What are you listening to right now?: Keaton Henson 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom?: lol nah not that i remember 33. Something that’s getting on your nerves?: the state of the Union, how 2 get my smol dogs to stop barking, why do ppl have to live w abusers and when will my witch powers allow me to cast them off into The Void, my general discomfort n lack of motivation. To casually name a few ,, 34. Most visited website?: ao3, Tumblr RANDOM SHIT: 35. Mole/s?: lol?? Moles can b cute, i have a few. 36. Mark/s?: plenty, one in particular tho i have on my upper forehead not like harry potter sttle unfortunately, its all hidden near my scalp 37. Childhood dream?: i always wanted to do something that would let me swim with humpback whales in natural habitat ofcourse or track the lives n rituals of wolves and then i was like mayb ill just be aschool counsler, all of which i still kinda wana do. 38. Hair color?: blonde 39. Long or Short hair?: i have medium length hair but i like both 40. Do you have a crush on someone?: I literally always have a crush on someone, idk crushes to me means you make me happy and blushy and if you make me laugh, i crush. 41. What do you like about yourself?: i could say i like how i am when im with someone i love. N that some ppl are able to confide in me, id say my empathy but idk i can be a fuckface too. 42. Piercings?: tongue I got snakebites, industrial, bellybutton, reg ol ear piercings too. 43. Bloodtype?: i dont know o.O 44. Nickname?: cookie monster when i was younger, lali, lion, coocoomanga(my dad) renren, rin, my mom says lil shit endearingly and i got the habit. 45. Relationship status?: basically married 46. Zodiac sign?: Aries 47. Pronouns?: She/they 48. Favorite t.v show?: i binge and am not ashamed, supernatural, classic spongebob, south park, parks n rec, modern fam, a haunting, me and my mom watch ancient aliens 2gether , Steven Universe, Adventure Time, the fucking x files, malcolminthemiddle, etc, my animes as well are all shoved in here in my heart. Naruto/free/haikyuu/oourans host club/ HxH etc 49. Tattos: 5 and one on the way, matching one with my love 50. Right or left hand: Righty most def 51. Surgery?: luckily no 52. Hair dyed in different colors?: I maintain the blonde i had at like six, its naturally dirty brownish? At one point i dyed it platinum tho 53. Sport?: In my anime MORE GENERAL 54. I’m about to?: Finish some arts and crafts for some letters im making (: and then a smol walk 55. Waiting for?: some inspo, 56. Get married?: its not very important to me. But if my partner became passionate about it i would be rite there w em 57. Career?: I’m majoring in psychology/minor in education WHICH IS BETTER? 58. Hugs or kisses?: depends on who but I’m a sap for both 59. Lips or eyes?: Eyes, give me them soulful orbs 60. Shorter or taller?: no preference 61. Older or younger?: You can be a shithead at any age, so no preference. 62. Nice arms or nice stomach?: eh,, not sure to be honest. I love hands and forearms, so i suppose arms? 63. Sensitive or loud?: u gotta be both at least every now and then. Either extreme will be bothersome though 64. Hook up or relationship?: eh past experiences make hook ups generally uncomfortable n left me feeling ace/aceromantic for a good portion of my teen yrs but im not impartial 65. Troublemaker or hesitant: ive calmed down but im not hesitant unless my gut says so HAVE YOU EVER? 66. Kissed a stranger?: yes 67. Drank hard liquor?: yes 68. Lost glasses/contacts?: glasses, yes. 69. Turned someone down?: as a chick in miami ¿¿¿ of fucking course 70. Sex on the first date?: lol yes 71. Broken someone’s heart?: seems dramatic i dont feel like i have sincerely done that, just hurt them. 72. Had your heart broken?: In a way mostly by close friends / family 73. Been arrested?: when i was 15 for dumb shit like trespassing 74. Cried when someone died?: yes 75. Fallen for a friend?: i crush on all my friends because i love alot DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 76. Yourself?: Yes because Rock Lee would want me to 77. Miracles?: i think miracles are a byproduct of a fucking amazing universe. 78. Love at first sight?: i think of it as a magnetic pull n interest not love 79. Santa Clause?: i fucking love christmas, idgaf 80. Kiss on the first date?: yup OTHER 81. Current bestfriend?: @mariekankerr 7 years n countin babe 82. Eyecolor?: blue 83. Favorite Movie?: Lilo and Stitch, Pulp Fiction, The Iron Giant, A Fish Called Wanda, Murder By Death, Knights of the Round Table, mel brooks in general, The Changeling (bt like the oroginal one not w Angelina jolie it came out in like the 90s?) Spirited Away, Clue, Hot Chicks, A Bronx Tale I tag: @shamelesssasukestan @hotmessmuffin @narutoandsasukearecanon and i suck at this so just go for it and tag me so i can lurk on u

[xhanac]

Kay so @oswald–copperpot tagged me in this (thank u for tagging me btw) so I’m gonna answer some questions.

The rules are basically that you have to answer these 83 statements and tag 20 ppl but fuck it, I have literally no friends on here so I’m just gonna tag @locoalma10, yay

the last…

1. drink: ehh..water, ikr I’m boring

2. phone call: probably my mom, don’t rlly remember tho :/

3. text message: a friend, sth about her ex

4. song you listened to: Fourth of July by Fall out Boy, for some reason it reminds me of Twist&Shout and I wanna cry ;_;

5. time you cried: like a week ago cus I had a pretty bad fight with my mom…ya

6. dated someone twice: nah

7. kissed someone and regretted it: nah

8. been cheated on: I mean I hope never..

9. lost someone special: idk man

10. been depressed: lel that’s kinda a constant thing..kidding kidding..kinda..idk man

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: a year ago approximately, t’was pretty bad dammit never doing that again

favorite colors…

12. vantablack (I know it’s not an actual color, still putting it down cus it looks like the void and I love it, damn you Anish Kapoor)

13. red

14. rainbow cus I’m gay

in the last year have you…

15. made a new friend: yiss

16. fallen out of love: nah

17. laughed until you cried: yah probably

18. found out someone was talking about you: ya

19. met someone who changed you: ye

20. found out who your friends are: ehh..probably..idk, don’t really get the question :/

21. kissed someone on your facebook list: if that means we’re friends on fb then yeah

general…

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: most of them..like I’ve met most of them but they’re mostly random ppl from my old school and stuff so I don’t really know them

23. do you have any pets: ye, I have a dawg named Shanti and I had a westie called Whisky but he died a couple of years ago :/

24. do you want to change your name: ye

25. what did you do for your last birthday: went out for drinks with a couple of friends and stuff.. also had a bunch of sushi which was nice

26. what time do you wake up: ehh…6.30am when I’ve got school, 4pm now that it’s summertime.. don’t look at me, I’m a terrible person, idc tho, sleep is a blessing 

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: asleep, I was on a trip that completely exhausted me so I went to sleep super early

28. name something you can’t wait for: to enter university so I can stop stressing out about it

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: couple of hours ago

30. what are you listening to right now: myself typing..my laptop ventilator…ehh…a crushing silence that surrounds me, making me aware of the weighing possibility that I might as well be floating in nothingness, on my own cus quite possibly nothing is real, the world as I know it might as well just be a computer simulation, everybody I ever met might be no more but a mere coded image and my own feeling of self might be no more but a code sbdy wrote to make me feel like I’m real, even though nothing really is….idfk man it’s 3am and I’m bored, I’m supposed to wake up early tomorrow to go to work smh, ded

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: I mean probably

32. something that is getting on your nerves: college applications

33. most visited website: tumblr.com cus I’m gay and have a flare for social justice..kidding..I mean that too I guess but I just like to look/read about mah gay ships and tumblr seems to be the right place for that

34. hair color: brown

35. long or short hair: it was kinda long but I’m probably getting a haircut soon so it’s gonna be short then

36. do you have a crush on someone: ya

37. what do you like about yourself: ehh..idk, I’m fluent in three languages (kay, semi-fluent in the third one, still proud of it tho), also I can draw pretty decently I guess

38. piercings: two on my left ear, I’d really like to get a lip piercing tho

39. blood type: uhh.. idk 

40. nickname: luc, das it

41. relationship status: relationships are confusing don’t talk to me

42. zodiac: capricorn

43. pronouns: she/her I guess

44. favorite tv show: Gotham atm cus nygmobblepot, OITNB, Sherlock, Supernatural, Avatar (both the last airbender and legend of Korra, both are rlly good honestly), Skam, also currently watching Black Mirror (San Junipero tho literally murder me that shit is magnificent)…also, does anime count as tv shows? I’m deciding it does cus I wanna talk about anime. Attack on Titan, Tokyo Ghoul, Black Butler, Noragami, Death Note, Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, Ao no Exorcist, Soul Eater, Owari no Seraph, Durarara, Hataraku Maou-sama,, Gangsta., No.6…

45. tattoos: don’t have any but they’re dope and I want them

46. right or left handed: left-handed.. but I’ve been kinda trying to write/draw with my right cus I’m bored and I like the word ambidextrous so I’m trying to achieve that

47. surgery: nah

48. sport: I used to play tennis a lot when I was younger but I haven’t done that in years, seems like an entire lifetime ago

49. vacation: I wanna go to Japan

50. pair of trainers: does this mean do I have them? yeah I have a pair of trainers

more general…

51. eating: sushi slays my existence

52. drinking: water, cedevita, idk

53. I’m about to: make myself go to sleep cus I have to wake up early and it’s 3.38am already wtf Imma die tomorrow

54. waiting for: idk man…the feeling of contentment, I dunno

55. want: Donald Trump to bite the dust, equal rights, heteronormativity to perish, queerbaiting to return to the pits of hell it crawled out of….I’d also like to learn how to skateboard cus I’m shit at it but I like it

56. get married: like…in the future..maybe..I dunno man that’s a question for the future and the future ain’t here yet

57. career: dunno, something within the STEM territory, don’t know what, I’m vv confused

58. hugs or kisses: can I just say both? Ya, both are good

59. lips or eyes: goddammit both again

60. shorter or taller: idc

61. older or younger: idc

62. nice arms or nice stomach: what does this question even mean.. I mean nice is a subjective term so idk

63. hook up or relationship: relationship

64. troublemaker or hesitant: I dunno.. neither

65. kissed a stranger: nah but I was randomly kissed by some girl once whom I only spoke to for like 5 minutes prior..it was weird and it annoyed me cus I don’t even know her and she didn’t even ask smh -.-

66. drank hard liquor: ya

67. lost glasses/contact lenses: too many times…too many times 

68. turned someone down: some guys way back in middleschool I guess

69(lol). sex on the first date: nah

70. broken someone’s heart: hope not, don’t think so

71. had your heart broken: nah

72. been arrested: nah

73. cried when someone died: ya

74. fallen for a friend: I dunno man

do you believe in…

75. yourself: lol.

76. miracles: bruh I’m the Gamzee Makara of miraces ..kay kidding I mean idk

77. love at first sight: if it’s at first sight it means y’all don’t even know each other…can’t love sbdy you don’t know that’s weird

78. santa claus: pedophile, what I mean yeah nope

79. kiss on the first date: I mean why not

80. angels: the first person I thought about was Castiel so yeah, hope so

other…

81. current best friend’s name: Ludwig II of Bavaria

82. eye color: brown

83. favorite movie: probably all three of the LOTR movies..

Kay well that was fun, also it’s 5am cus I’m slow af goddammit

@oswald–copperpot thank you again for tagging me, this was dope :)