#third post

[koophoriakiss]

evenings with him

↬ jungkook x fem!reader

↬ established relationship, fluff / wc: 1151

↬ warnings: none

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��koo?” she called softly, walking into her shared bedroom with her boyfriend, where he was lying on the bed, scrolling through his phone.

“mm, what is it, baby?” he asked, turning off his phone, placing it on their nightstand, and looking up at her.

“can you paint my nails for me? pretty please? my hands are sore from signing all those posters for the fan meeting.” she mumbled, giving him a sweet smile as she walked towards him, taking a seat beside him on the bed and brushing his hair back.

“of course i can, but don’t you usually get them done at the salon?”

“i do, but my nail tech went on vacation and it’s been hard to find any nail techs taking new clients, so i figured i would just do them on my own.”

he nodded, leaning into her touch. “alright, i’ll do them in a bit. lay down for now though, hm? you look tired.”

she was about to protest and deny his observation, but she held her tongue. she was tired, and even though she wanted to paint her nails as soon as she could, a small part of her was glad he was so attentive and noticed her exhaustion.

“okay,” she relented. “just a few minutes, though.”

“just a few minutes,” he repeated with a grin, knowing damn well it wouldn’t be just a few minutes.

he gently grabbed her waist, positioning her so she was lying on top of his chest. he placed one hand on the back of her head, pulling her closer to him, then began to slowly rub her back, occasionally applying pressure to loosen her muscles.

“koo, don’t do that, i’ll fall asleep,” she murmured sleepily into the soft skin of his neck.

“it’s just a few minutes, love. we’re free today, so don’t worry about anything.”

she pouted, but didn’t protest, allowing him to lull her to sleep.

she woke up around two hours later, finding herself wrapped in her boyfriend’s arms. he had his eyes closed, but she could tell he was awake, just deep in thought. “baby?” she called quietly, gently shaking his shoulder.

at her light shaking, he opened his eyes, greeting her with a smile. “good evening, love. did you have a nice nap?”

she nodded, giving him a smile. “thank you.”

“for what?”

she paused, then murmured, “for noticing i was tired and helping me fall asleep. and also… for agreeing to paint my nails. for making me breakfast in bed this morning. for driving me to work after i lost my keys last week. i… i have a lot of things to thank you for.”

he stared at her for a moment, surprised, then smiled, pressing his forehead to hers. “all those things you just said… you don’t need to thank me for any of them, baby.” he paused for a moment before continuing. “all those things are things i wanted to do. i know you can thank someone for those things, but i don’t want you to thank me for those things. it doesn’t make much sense, thanking someone for doing what they want, hm?”

“i know, but… its different coming from you. you’re the person i value the most. i just want you to be happy. i want to thank you for anything and everything, whether it’s as easy as breathing or as hard as boxing,” she admitted.

his smile grew wider at his words, and he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “i love you so much, you know that?”

“i know. i love you too. more than anything,” she promised.

together, they climbed out of bed and headed to the living room, where he spotted multiple bottles of nail polish on their coffee table. “which colour are you doing this time?”

“mm, i can’t decide between baby pink or baby blue.”

“you’re not doing baby yellow?” he teased, knowing she had a tendency to paint her nails baby yellow because she liked the shade.

“hey, it compliments my skin tone!”

he snickered, taking a seat on the ground beside the table. “anything and everything compliments your skin tone, baby. you’re beautiful.”

“don’t inflate my ego,” she huffed, but she was smiling as she pressed a kiss to his lips. she sat down beside him, but he pulled her into his lap, so her back was against his chest. “hey, how are you going to paint my nails if you’re being like this? you’ll get distracted.”

“have some more trust in me, baby,” he chuckled, holding her tightly against him.

she couldn’t be annoyed with him when he held her like that. instead, she sighed, looking up at him with a grin. “i love you, stupid.”

he looked back down at her and kissed the top of her head, gently moving her hands to the table. “i love you too, idiot.”

he rested his chin on top of her head as he began to work. he had the steady hands of an artist, which was good for her because his painting skills were impeccable. he painted her nails perfectly with minimal help from her, only needing to know when to do the next coat.

when they were done, she groaned. “ugh, my hands are so stiff.”

“want me to kiss them better?” he offered cheekily.

she glared up at him, not wanting to ruin her freshly done nails, but it seemed he’d already thought about that, carefully intertwining his fingers with hers as he brought her hands up to his mouth, kissing them.

her eyes widened at the sight, her heart filled with love for the man before her. “you’re so annoying. why’d you ask me if you were going to do it anyways?”

“cause i wanted your permission, obviously.”

“well, did i give it to you?”

“you did, actually, when you told me you liked it when i kissed your hands yesterday.”

she rolled her eyes, smiling as she leaned back against his defined chest. “i hate you.”

“mm, i hate you too. you’re my least favourite person.”

she was about to retort, but was interrupted by the sound of their doberman, bam, barking for attention. “look at bam. he’s whiny, just like his daddy.”

“i thought his mommy was the whiny one.”

“what? how dare you,” she gasped, pretending to be offended as bam jumped into her arms.

“i’m just speaking facts, babe,” he laughed, ruffling the dog’s fur.

“bam, your daddy is the worst,” she complained to the dog. bam barked in response.

“i think he disagrees,” jungkook snickered.

“what do you mean? he’s clearly agreeing.”

the doberman continued to bark, then licked his dad’s face, looking at him expectantly.

“aish, bam,” jungkook scolded gently, wiping his face.

she burst out laughing, grabbing some tissues and helping her boyfriend wipe his face.

“come on, let’s take him for a walk before we eat dinner.”

“after you, princess.”

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[thedelusionalbitchgianna]

Derek: So you're bisexual and still single?

Spencer: No I'm just bi myself

[carpbread0]

NPC Life is the best

(Genshin Impact x gn reader - sagau)

(second person pov)

Part 1 —> Part 2 —> Part.3

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Now that your kaeya predicament was gone, it was finally time to decide what to do for a living. to be honest, you didn’t have to worry about money since you were an accountant and had a few properties in real estate. So money just was never the problem.

but now that you’ve landed in teyvat it seems that all of your hard work has gone out into the gutter. real estate didn’t seem like a good job considering-

well

the fact that you had barely enough mora for four more meals. and accounting didn’t seem all that good either since the store managers in teyvat never seemed to need an accountant at all.

well unless if you wanted to work for the fatui and slave away while also having the chance of being hurt at any moment..

so past jobs just weren’t gonna cut it.

maybe a.. painter? You did paint as a hobby, but then again you didn’t have money for the costly supplies anymore..

oooo! Or maybe a baker? You did enjoy baking with your ex, but then again it was mostly him doing the work while you just stared at him lovesick..

mm.. maybe an adventurer? The pay seemed pretty good and you would get to explore all of teyvat at the same time. However.. the Khaenri’ah quests broke you so hurting a innocent hillichurl would probably break your heart..

who knew picking a job would be so hard?

as you grumble about what to do, a flyer from a nearby wall suddenly flys off gently and straight into your lap. A CHIBI drawing of a familiar figure prancing around piles of mora is dead center as the text above says

NEW!!!

Liben is back in town!! Those with valuable goods such as ores or whatever I’m craving- will be paid handsomely! If you wish to trade with me, please come next to the fruit stalls at the front gate if you wish to trade for a handsome amount of MORA!

teyvat has blessed you

Your holy savior is back in town!

but.. what could liben want today? Then again, his silly little flyer said it could be anything of value. Maybe you should try your luck at getting a precious ore! It shouldn’t be too hard right?

. . . . . . . . .

it was too easy

the moment you trekked out into a small cave near eagle coast was the moment you found two large emerald like ores that were easily plucked out. It was as if teyvat wanted to impress you in how it could bend to your wishes so easily.

you made your way back to mondstat and headed to the location Liben was usualy found.

weaving through the busy street you found yourself before the flamboyant looking man. He was as tall as you’d thought he be but with a very chill attitude just like his in game dialogue.

“Hi! My name is Y/n. I saw your flyer and I was wondering if you’d be interested in my ores” you show him your two ores which were as large as small watermelon.

“Hmm, these will certainly do. How about 1 million mora? These fine ores must cost a hefty price no?” Liben nods with professionalism.

“Mm.. how about 1.4 million mora?” You look up at him with a pitiful look. “I worked very hard to find these ores so it would be nice if you could raise the price a bit. Of course, if you don’t want to it’s fine.”

Liben ponders for a minute before diligently responding with “how about 1.3 million mora? Will that suffice Traveller?”

“Deal!” You look up at him happily.

“Good! Let’s set this trade then”

Liben proceeds to grab three hefty bags of mora and hands it over to you as you gently hand over your ores. As Liben hands you the bags of mora you can only ponder about how to fit the into your little pouch..

well that was until a backpack symbol popped up onto your pouch.. it seems like the bag you had stolen wasn’t any ordinary bag after all. Pressing on the symbol, the back pack screen popped up like in game. Liben didn’t react nor did anyone who was passing by. It seems like this screen was only visible to you.. how neat!

placing the mora into your inventory you see the mora bar fill up. Although you’re a little guilty about guild tripping Liben into giving you an extra 300k, times are hard and with such a good opportunity you must take it! Come on look at you now, 1.3 million mora would probably last you almost a life time in teyvat, but you can never be so sure. After all, being so stable with money in your old world sure puts you on your feet now that your hard earned fortunes are of no use. The more mora, the better!

. . . . . . . . . . .

Once you finished sharing small talk with Liben after your godly trade, you decided to explore the city of freedom.

it was about 3 pm now since you spent a few hours walking out to go find ores. Now that your stable with mora the flooding thoughts of being the creator really hit you.

Surprisingly, it hasn’t been on your mind at all. But now that you’re heading to the cathedral and the venti statue, the thoughts of being treated like a divine being throws shivers down your spine. While living in luxury would be a dream of some, being stuck in a cold and quiet throne room seems just as horrible as living on the cold streets.

now that you think about it, you haven’t heard talk about the creator at all. With how little you know about yourself you can’t help but be nervous. Is there an imposter on the throne? Do the people of teyvat sacrifice human beings in your name? these thoughts can’t help but send another shiver down your spine as you finally reach the top of the long stairs.

the venti statue stood high in scale, obviously more magnificent then it could ever be in game. The crowd that surrounded the statue was much larger as well. With nuns preaching about lord barbatos and so forth. you look at the cathedral to see another nun preaching, she seemed to be talking about the creator.. it’s best if you listen in on her words.

scurrying over you manage to find a nice spot amongst the large crowd of people.

“The divine creator has yet to descend but as diligent followers we mustn’t rush their return!” The nun says loudly as a few people cheer.

“Once they descend we will finally see their divine features, features not even the best scriptures could describe.”

“We will bathe them in gold like the color of their holy blood! And we shall never kill in their name lest we sully their robes!” The nun preaches like a zealot and the crowd yet again cheers.

well, that sure answers your question. At least the people don’t kill in your name.. you couldn’t be so sure about gods though.. well it’s better than everyone doing it, that’s for sure.

The nun also said that the creator hasn’t descended yet.. which means you’re not in the imposter au! Woo hoo! Now you surely have a better chance to live as an NPC.

walking away from the crowd you decide it’s best to go look for an inn. The gothe hotel is an obvious contender but it’s taken over by the fatui.. maybe you should walk around the city a little more and decide.

heading down the stairs to the town square you sit down on a bench, now realizing the toll of walking down the large amount of steps.. how do the locals do it *sigh*

unknown to you a certain soft spoken alchemist can’t help but be captured by the sight of you. With his interest peaked he walks over to you quietly without you noticing a thing.

“Excuse me, is it alright if I sketch you?”

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carp bread- wasn’t sure how I was supposed to write Liben 😔👆

[valelanz]

do you guys like the object show community (oc wip i may never finish)

+oc notebook i also haven’t finished

[xxotothedeathx]

Introducing...

LOVEBUG - MATT STURNIOLO X ROCKSTAR!READER

warnings: slight angst, mainly fluff, VERY SHORT, use of y/n, NOT proof read

details: ROCKSTAR!READER will be using SHE/HER pronouns. in which matt gets upset with y/n for staying out with her band instead of coming home to him.

a/n: hi guys !! ive never written for matt before, so i hope this is good ! i will be writing longer stories and smut for matt once i get comfortable with writing his personality into different AUs !!

You sighed as you walked into the apartment, the comforting cool engulfing you. You check the time on your watch, 12:30pm. 'Matts probably asleep', you think to yourself.

You slide your shoes off and walks into the livingroom, spotting Matt on the couch, hunched over his phone.

"Hey baby,"

You speak softly, stepping towards the couch with a loving smile.

Matts head shoots up, and as soon as he spots you he drops his phone, stands up, and rushes over to you. His hands snapping up to cup your face on both sides.

"Where were you? Why didn't you answer my texts?"

His tone was gentle, with a harsh undertone. His eyes scanned your face anxiously, looking for any sign of trouble.

You giggle as you gently wrap your hands around his wrists, rubbing your thumbs gently across his skin.

"Matt, I'm fine. My phone is dead, but I was out with the band."

As soon as the words left your mouth, his hands dropped from your face. Your hands stayed around his wrists however.

"Again?"

He scoffed quietly, clearly disappointed.

"Well, Mark wanted all of us to hang out, so-"

"Mark? Its always Mark."

He gently pulls his hands away and sits back down an the couch, going back on his phone.

You walked over, sitting next to him. You hand reached out and rested on his shoulder.

"Babe, I'm sorry."

"You know how I feel about Mark."

"I know, I know. I should've at least texted you before my phone died, or used someone elses phone. How about tommorow I cancel the studio recording and we go out?"

You gently pull him into a hug, his head leaning on your shoulder.

"Sounds good"

You hum in response, laying down completely. His body follows yours, him laying on top of you completely.

Your hand gently plays with his hair, the other tracing circles on his biceps. His hands are wrapped around her, resting in the small of your back.

You fell asleep like that, and woke up like that.

well, hope you enjoyed !! lmk if i should write longer matt stories !!!

[portgas11]

Gojo: “I love candy”

Y/n: “What about me?”

Gojo: “I love you because you taste like candy”

[its-alex-drawing]

(Renee) Darren Murray: Step 1

The Murrays are, quote, "outdoorsy" people—so I feel Renee would make a killer s'more! (and not manage to burn marshmellows, like I did once—and accidentally made a torch!).

Feel free to comment any characters you would wanna see me draw next!

[varo-lina]

Poem excerpt, August 2024

Acrylic and pen on watercolor paper

From "Doorway" collection

~Lina 💜

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[c0colulu]

lookk its ushka!!! (i usually dont draw anything other than eddsworld so this is kinda different for me jsjs)

[iryskute]

Never gave her a name 😞 I also drew her very little so I would try doing more drawings of her 🐱

[kevinjsstuff]

A sketch of Spy

I was to lazy to do the rest of the background

[misckyraining]

hi :3

Vincent, please return poor Rody's ear.

[rayne3ee]

Drew my girlie grell.. god I’m such a fat lesbian for her.. 💔💔

[i-am-bored-and-i-like-turtles]

some people have aesthetic camera rolls… I have ninja turtles.

Lemme know if you’d like to see more

[malakianblog]

PEOPLE VOTE IN DRESS TO IMPRESS ON ROBLOX SO UNFAIR I LITERALLY MAKE THE MOST CUNT SERVING EATING OUTFITS JUST FOR SOME FACLESS TROLLING BITCH TO WIN?? WTF IM SUING

[cadevofcin]

Another old art