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floatingtomarsinmylittleboat · 8 months ago

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This is a little fic from one of my asks/prompts on @ghostbite0 page about their tiny 21 trio au, such a good au I literally bawl every time... anyways tadaaaaa (I will be posting more trust gang)

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Sanemi could feel something felt off when he woke up. Like a little pulling In the the back of the head. He sat up and pushed away the little puppy dog he'd been sleeping with (someone keeps putting it in his arms he swears). Sanemi looks around the room he and the other babies had been staying in trying to wake himself up. He realized they weren't here in the crib with him, he was confused but he preferred it that way (no matter what the little voice in the back of his head said).

He pushed himself up and got up holding the bars of his crib getting ready to yell at someone to get him out of this thing before he hears it. He knows that laugh. The tugging in the back of his mind overtakes his whole little baby brain. An excited scream breaks out of Sanemi's mouth when he sees a flash of purple go by.

Genya freezes, was that Sanemi? He froze thinking he heard wrong but he knew he was right. Obanai was with Mitsuri who was trying to give him a bottle and Giyuu was with Tanjiro. Sanemi got put down for a nap after he dumped his food onto the floor. Genya's nervous, ever since his brother got turned into a baby his behavior toward him totally flipped. Sanemi used to avoid Genya like a plague and now its like the two are the best of friends. It was overwhelming for the poor teen. His big adult angsty older brother who acted like Genya didn't mean anything to him was now a little baby who wanted nothing more than to hang out with him (when he's in baby mode again). A whine breaks him out of this thoughts.

Genya hesitates for a bit longer until the whining because sobbing. He rushes into the room, almost tripping on a stuffed animal (Mitsuri swears it's to keep the babies entertained but everyone knows it's all for Obanai). Sanemi giggles through his tears and bounces in his place. Genya pauses and tries to think of the last time his brother looked even remotely happy to see him. He guessed he took too long because Sanemi throws his stuffed dog at his face and whines with as much anger his baby body can muster (he looks like a kicked puppy with his watery eyes, chubby cheeks and tiny bit of drool on the right corner of his mouth).

“Alright Nemi I'm right here, it's okay”. Genya reaches over the crib bars and picks Sanemi up. A happy coo comes out of the baby and his brother wipes his snot covered face with a blue rag. Rags and bibs were an absolute necessity when the trio was in baby mode or eating. Sanemi has a bit of a dribble problem, Obanai is always suckling on his pacifier or little mittens, and Giyuu… he's something else. Sanemi squeals and shoves his face in his brother's neck, smelling the smallest hint of gun powder and mint. Genya chuckles, “You're such a little dweeb” and bends over to pick up the stuffed animal his baby brother chucked at him. His brother babbles out what sounds like “You're a dweeb”.

Genya tucks the toy in Sanemi's arms and the boy screams in delight and babbles random unintelligible words. Genya caught maybe the word puppy and his name but you couldn't tell with the way Sanemi was shaking his head back and forth. Genya tickles his brother's side and soaks in all the happy laughter he gets as a response. The teen looks around the room for something to do before deciding to go to the comfy corner covered in pillows and blankets. It was made after Giyuu smacked his head on the floor trying to find a comfy spot to lay down. It also doubles as a playpen and calm down corner/time out corner which was very effective for the baby Genya was holding who was prone to meltdowns for whatever reason.

Genya steps over the makeshift gate and settles in between the pillows and blankets with his brother on his lap. The babbles continued with Sanemi smacking the puppy on his big brothers tummy. Genya smiled softly at Sanemi smiling little face and sparkling eyes. “Be gentle Nemi, don't be mean to your puppy okay?” Sanemi crawled off Genya with a little pat to his puppy and picked up a dragon plush for Genya. Genya chuckled as he realized his brother wanted to play with stuffed animals. When his brother got like this he especially enjoyed playing pretend, it was really cute. “Alright Nemi, whats our little story?” Genya smiled as he sat up across from his brother with the dragon in his hand.

The two played for what felt like hours and Sanemi began to yawn again. Genya wiped his mouth again and laid down with him. His baby brother laid on his chest sniffling softly with one arm curled around his puppy and a hand clutching his brother's clothes. Genya rubbed up and down Sanemi's back until his breathing slowed. “Goodnight Nemi, I love you so much…” Genya pressed a kiss to his brother's forehead before laying down to think about how his life had totally flipped on him.

Genya woke up to angry babbling and things being thrown at him. “Nemi what are you doing? Come here let's get you dressed and fed”. He stood up and cracked his back before turning towards a pouty and red faced Sanemi in the corner of the room, the puppy laid nearby. When Genya tried to pick Sanemi up, the boy exploded into angry babbles with hateful eyes. Genya sighed and left to go get Gyomei to calm his chihuahua of a baby brother. So much for bonding time.

#tiny 21 trio au #sanemi shinazugawa #kny sanemi #genya shinazugawa #kny genya

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ask-obanai-iguro · 4 months ago

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Really captured my nature actually

i started sketching then blacked out now it’s 4am and i have this. drawn specifically for @ghostbite0 enjoy i guess LMFAOO /lh

original image under the cut

#iguro obanai #obanai iguro #demon slayer #pint sized pillars au #tiny 21 trio au #not artbites #others art

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larz-barz · 7 months ago

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HERE SHE ISSSSS HEHEHHE

i was inspired by @risingscorchingsuns to make this au:3

the au as a whole is inspired by the tiny 21 trio au made by @ghostbite0 (milo doesn’t go in and out of baby mode tho, she’s just always in baby mode:3)

tagging: @bottlecapsandotherthings @nothingtoseehere1-2-3 @rosalinastan1 @ayunakatsukiwolfhashira @pinkwisteria @nimmie-nugget @kimetsu-chan @shycroissanti @slayfics @night-mince0 @zenitsustherapist @frostburn-shoto @floofgryph

#random posts from larz #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #teehee #meow #milo suzuki #larz draws #larz writes #tiny milo au #baby milo

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beom1e · 3 years ago

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love is (not) easy masterlist

summary between commitment issues and your busy college student life, you just didn’t have time to bring another person into your routine. that’s why you had soobin, your secret not-boyfriend, but you were always no good at keeping secrets. now your two best friends are working to figure out who the secret boy is.

pairing choi yeonjun, choi soobin, choi beomgyu x gn! reader

genre social media au, fluff, angst, humour, college au, ex boyfriend! yeonjun, lover! soobin, childhood bff! beomgyu

warnings cursing, alcohol, empty threats, mentions of sex, innuendos, details of kissing

profiles

#01 — just me nd tyunning

#02 — landed in seoul

chapters

#00 — preview

#01 — a car never hurt anyone

#02 — your daegu boy

#03 — arrest me now, officer

#04 — hop in the back

#05 — cross him off the list

#06 — growing to love

#07 — but #yolo

#08 — goodnight secret twitter

#09 — sitting alone in loserville

#10 — sherlock holmes

#11 — well Ouch

#12 — vicious cycle

#13 — this is a democracy

#14 — held you back

#15 — shady comebacks

#16 — oh so monogamous

#17 — hello friends

#18 — vulnerability and kissing

#19 — loverboy

#20 — side characters

#21 — loveD?

#22 — so much damage

#23 — two to go

#24 — i’m yours

#25 — losing you

#26 — neon green

#27 — a new Trio

#28 — team soobin t-shirts

#29 — reality shifter era

#30 — our song

#31 — one tiny little lie

#32 — bottom of the list

#33 — one of those days

#34 — strong ass beomgyu sprite

#35 — #aimed

#36 — language, my angel

#37 — pov: you’re my meow meow

#38 — brain hurty

#39 — boy who can’t drive

#40 — la douleur exquise

#41 — stayc was right

#42 — wild friday night

#43 — beomgyu fans SNU

#44 — sick cruel evil person

#45 — pick me

#46 — terrible romcoms

#47 — do this more often

#48 — friends share everything

#49 — connecting dots

#50 — hate to be a snitch

#51 — boyfriend? congrats!

#52 — my little intern

#53 — epilogue

alternate endings one, two

status complete

tomorrow x together choi line social media au / smau. will include written chapters as well as social media screenshots. warnings will be added to the masterlist and at the start of each chapter, so make sure to read them.

taglist @gyuville @pr0dbeomgyu @eclisqc @tyunluvbot @taejinxkoya @90s-belladonna @naomi-from-paleontology @nycol-ie @youreverydayzebra @blank-velvet @jejenono-ren @itsamemarioo @suna-kiyoomisproperty @liliansun @00-baejin-05 @01heegyu @junluvr @nightswithnct @rinyx @enhacolor @hobistigma @softpia @txtville

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chaeryybomb · 4 years ago

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BRUTAL

pairings: female reader x best friend!jungwon

summary: they told you that these were the golden years, but to you "golden" was a rusting metal spray painted yellow. the story of a seventeen year old trying to survive high school when all you do is try your best. but your best friend jungwon makes it worth the while.

genre: high school au, friends to lovers, fluff, tiny bits of angst if you squint, attempt at humour

featuring: jang wonyoung, kim sunoo & nishimura riki

word count: 4.5k

warnings: reader having a existential crisis most of the time, strong language, mentions of insecurity

the sour series masterlist

You slumped forward the moment the bell rang, letting your head hit the table. You could care less if a bruise would form on your forehead, you had much bigger things to worry about. Your teacher left the class wordlessly as the class was busy doing their own thing. And by that, everyone was buried nose deep in studying. You lifted your head to see the different books of the same topic scattered on your desk, a yellow highlighter balancing on the edge of your table.

Reaching over to grab the highlighter, you turned your head over to the side to look at your desk mate. Wonyoung sat there looking straight out from a k-drama, with her hair flowing down her back perfectly and her slender nimble fingers moving as she continuously wrote in her notebook. She was smart too, fluent in English and Korean, great at maths and science. And on top of that she was kind and friendly, everyone loved her. You did too, you had the honour of calling her your best friend. But sometimes you felt insecure around her, everything she did looked flawless and there you were just trying your best.

"Ack!" You yelped as you sat up straight, holding your forehead. Wonyoung rolled her eyes at you with a small smile on her lips, she had flicked your forehead to get you out of your thoughts.

Without taking her eyes off the textbook, she tapped your own workbook with her pen. Silently telling you to stop procrastinating. You pouted at her and looked at the clock, 10 minutes before lunch. Maybe a walk to the girl's bathroom would do you some good.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," you whispered to Wonyoung. She nodded and smiled at you before you walked out.

As you strolled towards the girl's bathroom, you passed by the bulletin board outside your class. A bright blue poster stood out with the words "ENJOY YOUR YOUTH" in white. Scoffing at the message, you continued on your way.

"I'm seventeen now, where's my fucking teenage dream?" You muttered to yourself. You were tired of waiting for your life to end up like a coming of age movie. Everyone told you that these were the golden years and you should enjoy your youth, but you swear to god if you hear another one of those cheesy sayings, you might just cry on the spot.

Reaching over to open the stall door, you halt in your actions when you heard familiar voices talking.

"I'm so worried for finals, my parents are gonna kill me if I fail English again," a girl complained. You hear the sound of tap water running. "How are you so calm during this time, Mirae?'

"What's the use of studying hard anyways," the second girl, Mirae, said. "We all know the top spots are gonna be taken by Jang Wonyoung and Yang Jungwon, I just study enough to pass."

The other girl snorted at her reply. "Imagine if those two got together, the power couple of the year," she suddenly said.

"Poor Y/N then, she's gonna be over shadowed by them."

"As if she already isn't. I almost forgot they were a trio until you mentioned Y/N," the girl laughed.

"What can I say? They're out of her league," Mirae joined in with her laughter.

The two voices faded away as you heard the door closed. Finally pushing the door open, you looked at your reflection. Your eyebrows knitted in annoyance and your face was morphed in a scowl. You washed your hands aggressively and poked the inside of your cheek. What bugged you was that they were right. You were the black sheep between Wonyoung and Jungwon. Both of them were smart and amazing, and you're just…you.

You love your best friends, you truly do. But you were constantly compared to them and you hated it. Everyone wanted them, you watched as guys tripped over to confess to Wonyoung and girls squealing when Jungwon smiled at them. The two of them always reassured you that you weren't beneath them but you were sick of their sympathy. You're so caught up in the news of who likes you and who hates them. You just wished people liked you more.

Storming out of the bathroom, someone accidentally ran into you and caused you to fell onto your butt. The student immediately stood up and scurried off, not bothering to even a mutter an apology. All I did was try my best and this is the thanks I get, you thought bitterly.

They said that these were the golden years, but you wished you could just disappear. God, it's brutal out here.

"Y/N, wait up!" Jungwon called after you.

You stopped in your tracks as you watched Jungwon waved goodbye to some students before jogging towards you.

"You heading to cram school today?" He asked you as the both of you fell into the same walking rhythm.

You shook your head, clasping your hands behind. "I moved it to Thursday instead, Wonyoung said I had to many things on Tuesday," you told him. Originally, you would be heading to the library to study before heading over to the cram school. But Wonyoung took one look at your schedule and decided that you did not had enough breaks, so she managed to convince you to take the Thursday slot instead. Thursdays are one of the days where you would not go to the library.

Jungwon seemed to be disappointed to find out that you had switched slots. Maybe he should changed slots too, but does he have any empty spots open for Thursday though? He'd have to check later. Instead, he coughed and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

"Do you wanna come over later? The new Demon Slayer movie is out," he offered, hoping that you'd accept.

Unfortunately, you once again shook your head. "Sorry Jungwon, I'd want to cram even more later. Finals are really creeping in and I can't afford to waste any time," you told him with a sad smile. As much as you would like to ditch the books and watch Demon Slayer, the glaring C on your last history paper was telling you otherwise.

You stopped walking when you had reached your doorstep. "Thanks for walking me home, Jungwon. See you tomorrow!" and with that you disappeared behind the door.

Jungwon waved goodbye as he watched the door closed. The smile on his face dropped and his shoulder sagged. Jungwon you idiot, of course she would want to study, he scolded himself. With disappointment on his face, he trudged home with a heavy heart.

"Change of plans, guys," he announced as he swung the front door open, unfazed by the fact that Riki and Sunoo were lounging on his coach. He accepted the fact that Sunoo had somehow gotten the keys to his house (suspecting that his mother probably gave it to him due to favouritism or maybe Riki had sneakily made a copy).

Riki's head poked out from the couch. "She rejected you, didn't she," the younger boy said with a smirk.

Jungwon's face ears turned red as he glared at the boy. "No she did not!" He immediately told him. "She rejected the offer to watch the movie, that's different!"

"That's basically rejection, hyung," Riki laughed.

The other boy just glared at him. "Shut up!" he sputtered out before hiking up the stairs.

Sunoo gave Riki a look, to which the Japanese boy just shrugged his shoulders innocently.

Jungwon walked out from the shower, a towel around his neck with one hand running through his damp hair. Sunoo and Riki had left earlier, finally giving him some peace and quiet. His phone screen was flashing from his study table, initiating that someone was spamming him (quite aggressively) with text message. With a raised eyebrow, he picked up his phone

[7:09 pm] wonyoung: JUNGWON

[7:10 pm] wonyoung: WHY DID Y/N JUST MESSAGED ME ABOUT HOMEWORK

[7:10 pm] wonyoung: ISNT SHE WITH YOU

[7:11 pm] wonyoung: I THOUGHT YOU SAID U WERE GONNA WATCH A MOVIE

[7:11 pm] wonyoung: DEMON HUNTER OR SMTG

[7:12 pm] wonyoung: WHY IS SHE ASKING ME FOR HW

[7:12 pm] wonyoung: DID U CHICKEN OUT???

[7:13 pm] wonyoung: omg u chickened out didnt u

[7:14 pm] jungwon: jfc wonyoung

[7:15 pm] jungwon: and no i did not chicken out okay

[7:15 pm] jungwon: she declined

[7:16 pm] jungwon: she said she had to study ;-;

[7:17 pm] wonyoung: omg u suck

[7:17 pm] wonyoung: i told u the movie idea was dumb

[7:18 pm] wonyoung: but do u ever listen to me

[7:18 pm] wonyoung: no

[7:19 pm] wonyoung: and now u suffer the consequences

[7:20 pm] jungwon: yea yea i get it im dumb

[7:20 pm] jungwon: now what's ur solution the great jang wonyoung

[7:21 pm] wonyoung: i am so glad u asked :)

[7:21 pm] jungwon: oh no

[7:21 pm] wonyoung: stfu im giving u a better idea

[7:22 pm] wonyoung: a n y w a y s

[7:22 pm] wonyoung: my ynradar is going off and she's s a d

[7:23 pm] jungwon: how would u know

[7:23 pm] jungwon: she seemed fine today

[7:23 pm] wonyoung: stfu jungwon its best friend things u wont understand

[7:24 pm] jungwon: i-

[7:25 pm] wonyoung: and as her future bf u SHOULD start to train ur ynradar

[7:25 pm] wonyoung: anw its exam season stoopid

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: and its when those kids start to talk abt how the both of us are gonna get top scores

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: and they talk down on y/n while doing so

[7:26 pm] wonyoung: assholes

[7:27 pm] wonyoung: so i propose to u

[7:27 pm] wonyoung: a ✨ study date ✨

[7:28 pm] jungwon: i

[7:29 pm] jungwon: that's

[7:29 pm] jungwon: actually not a bad idea

[7:30 pm] wonyoung: obv i came up with it

[7:31 pm] jungwon: can u not

[7:31 pm] wonyoung: anw a study date

[7:32 pm] wonyoung: she's struggling in maths

[7:33 pm] wonyoung: specifically taxes because she said and i quote

[7:34 pm] wonyoung: "why do we have to do taxes when we pay people to do it for us"

[7:34 pm] wonyoung: so pls help her and try to cheer her up

[7:35 pm] wonyoung: and confess coward

[7:36 pm] jungwon: i make no promises for the last one

[7:36 pm] wonyoung: aFTER EVERYTHING I JUST SAID

[7:37 pm] jungwon: what if she rejects me wonyoung

[7:38 pm] wonyoung: WE'VE HAD THIS CONVERSATION A LOT OF TIMES JUNGWON

[7:38 pm] wonyoung: SHE LIKES U BUT SHES TOO DUMB TO REALISE

[7:39 pm] jungwon: sigh

[7:40 pm] jungwon: fine i'll try thanks wonyoung

[7:41 pm] wonyoung: np i expect y'all to be a couple by next monday <3

[7:41 pm] jungwon: i-

Sighing for the nth time of the night, Jungwon sat on his bed. He allowed the towel to slipped off his shoulders as his thumb hovered over your chat icon. Truth be told, he always thought his crush on you was unrequited love. You never showed any signs of returning of feelings so he thought he would just ignore the feeling until it was gone.

But oh boy was he wrong, because he didn't knew that he would be spending his high school years by your side. And now you occupy his mind 24/7. Wonyoung could literally tell that he was in love with you, but somehow you never caught on. He allowed Sunoo and Riki to convince him to do the whole "movie date idea", but that failed. So Wonyoung's suggestion was his only option left.

He typed out the message, ready to send it out. If only he could just press the button. Come on Yang Jungwon, you can do this. Just press the damn button Jungwon. Suddenly his phone pinged loudly, scaring the lights out of the poor boy as he yelped and his phone landed with a thud on the ground. He peered over his bed, as if his phone was a ticking bomb.

Oh, it was a message from you.

[8:01 pm] y/n: hey do u know where wonyoung is

[8:01 pm] y/n: she isn't answering my texts

Oh no. He realised that your chat was open, the two ticks indicated that he had (unintentionally) read the message. He couldn't just leave you on read. That's just evil. Scrambling to get his phone, he immediately typed a reply to cover for the other girl.

[8:02 pm] jungwon: sorry i don't :/

[8:02 pm] jungwon: what do u need her for

[8:03 pm] y/n: mf was supposed to teach me a maths question but she left me on rEAD

This was his chance! It was the perfect opportunity for him to score a date with you. Okay, breathe in breath out Jungwon. Don't mess it up and just ask her, he mentally prepared himself.

[8:04 pm] jungwon: oh i could help you if you want

[8:04 pm] jungwon: yk with finals coming up and everything, i can help you study

[8:05 pm] jungwon: if you want of course

[8:05 pm] y/n: omg srsly??

[8:06 pm] jungwon: pls help me study my braincells are literally dying

[8:07 pm] jungwon: jdsjkda okay how about this saturday at your place?

[8:08 pm] y/n: yeah sure

[8:08 pm] jungwon: cool its a date then!

You blinked at Jungwon's message. A date? Wait, did Yang Jungwon just indirectly asked you out? Nah, nah. You were overthinking it. Yes, definitely overthinking. Don't kid yourself, why would Jungwon ask you out on a date? Jungwon is just a friend, you tried to convince yourself.

Keyword: tried.

If he really was just a friend, then why did it felt like butterflies were in your stomach when he said "it was a date"? Then why did you frowned when those girls said that Wonyoung and Jungwon would make a good couple?

Oh god, do you have feelings for your best friend?

Saturday came faster than you would have liked it to. Ever since that last chat with Jungwon, it gave you the sudden realisation that you did in fact had feelings for your best friend. You tried so hard to avoid him in school because you don't want the butterflies back in your stomach. It was basically confirming the fact that you like him. Well, avoiding him also confirmed the fact but you choose to be in denial about it.

You didn't tell Wonyoung about your study date but lately she's been sending you outfit ideas on Pinterest. Specifically, date outftis. And whenever you tried to ask her a question about school, she brushed you off with a random excuse. So it left you no choice but to save those questions for Jungwon.

Speaking of Jungwon, he had texted you 10 minutes ago that he was on the way. You were standing in the middle of your room with your hands on your hips. Both of your parents were out for the day, which left you alone at home. You had taken out the low table to be used later and it was currently in front of you. Colourful workbooks were neatly stacked on top of it.

You did a 360 turn around your room. Was it messy? You cleaned it this morning when you woke up. Did you had any clothes out? No, doesn't look like it. For some reason, you were a nervous wreck. You blamed Jungwon. He just had to call this a date, didn't he.

Should you change? Maybe you should finally look through all those pins Wonyoung sent. Wait, no, why would you have to change into something nice. Jungwon was here to help you study, just that.

Yeah, a study date, your mind emphasised on the word.

The sound of the doorbell pulled you out from your thoughts. You immediately went to open the door. Yang Jungwon stood there on the other side, with his signature smile. Had he always resembled a sheep? He just looked so fluffy.

"Hey!" You greeted him with a smile, internally wincing at your way-too-enthusiastic voice.

But Jungwon didn't seem to mind it. "Hey!" he greeted back.

You moved to the side to let him in. "Thank you for having me," he said as he bowed then proceeded to remove his shoes.

"Uh, do you want anything? Water?" You asked him.

He shook his head.

"Ah, cool. Let's head to my room," you started to walk back to your room.

"Where are your parents?" He asked.

"Out," you simply replied.

That was when it dawned upon you, that your parents were not home. Leaving you and Jungwon, alone. Together. In your room. Alone. With the boy you potentially have a crush on.

"Y/N?" Jungwon tapped on your shoulder. You had stopped walking when you were suddenly washed over by your thoughts. Snapping out of it, you sent him a small smile before opening the room to your door.

The both of you shuffled into your bedroom, you sat down in front of the low table while Jungwon settled down next to you. He moved to take out his books then turned to you. "How about we do some studying and if you have any questions, you can ask me okay?" He said.

You nodded and flipped your own workbook open, immediately starting to work on the first question. Jungwon copied your action and a comfortable silence engulfed the both of you. As the time passed, you found yourself stuck on a certain maths question.

You slightly turned your head to the side to look at Jungwon. He was concentrated at doing his work, you felt a sense of deja vu while looking at him. He resembled Wonyoung when she was studying. At the thought of Wonyoung, you suddenly thought of what those girls said at the bathroom.

They would make a good couple, wouldn't they, you thought. The power couple of the year.

The butterflies in your stomach faded away into an uncomfortable feeling. Just the idea of them getting together already made you sick. You bit the inside of your cheek, you really did had feelings for him. And now it scared you because what if he doesn't feel the same. You made a mental note to consult with Wonyoung later, at least you hope that you'll allow yourself to tell her.

Jungwon must've noticed you staring and gently tapped your head with his pencil. A contrast to when Wonyoung painfully flicked your forehead.

"What's wrong? Are you stuck on a question?" He asked.

You leaned back a bit at the sudden action. You were so deep in your insecurities that you had totally forgotten about the literal problem sitting in front of you. Yet you couldn't even bother to ask him so you just shook your head. "I'm gonna get something to drink," you said instead.

Jungwon watched as you stood up, then decided to follow you as well. "I'll come along."

The boy joined you in the kitchen, perched on one of the island stools as you grabbed a can of soda from the fridge. He studied your movement as you worked around the kitchen. Your features were neutral, you weren't smiling nor frowning. But he could tell that your shoulders were tensed. Wonyoung was right, you did seem down. And he cursed himself for not noticing earlier.

"You okay?" His question made you stopped in a mid-pour stance, the can of soda was tilted but not enough for the contents to be poured out.

You brushed his question off and poured the drink into the cup. "Yeah," you hummed.

Unconvinced by your answer, he pried more. "You know you shouldn't care about what they say, right?"

You furrowed your eyebrows at him, pretending like you didn't understand where he was coming from.

"You're not below us, you know that right?"

You couldn't help but scoffed at his words. Jungwon's lips tugged downwards "I'm being serious here, Y/N," his tone was stern. "You shouldn't listen to what they say. You're more than just-"

The sound of the can being slammed down shuts him up. Your fingers tightened around the can as you looked at him. You didn't had the energy to hear him preach the same old "Don't Listen To Them" speech. You don't need his pity.

"I don't want to hear it, Yang Jungwon," you said through gritted teeth. Not sparing him another glance, you threw the empty can into the trash as you grabbed your glass.

As you walked past Jungwon, he suddenly reached out and held onto your forearm. "Y/N," he said softly. "Please tell me what's wrong."

You sighed and slowly turn around to face him, placing the glass back on the counter. You took in a deep breath before you opened your mouth. "I feel like I'm not enough," you finally said. "Everything I do just doesn't seem enough. All I'm doing is my best but it's just crushing my ego because everyone is telling me that you're better than me."

"I feel like no one wants me and I hate the way I'm perceived. It's always poor Y/N this and poor Y/N that's because everyone just sees me as your shadow and I fucking hate it. I only have two real friends," you gestured wildly. "And lately I'm a nervous wreck cause I keep comparing myself to the two of you. I'm not cool and I'm not smart, and I can't even parallel park!" You threw your hands up in frustration, the feelings you kept inside were pouring out like a waterfall.

Jungwon just stood there as he listened tentatively to every word. He didn't knew that you felt this way, bottling up all your emotions like that.

"And I'm so tired of people telling me to enjoy my youth and that these are the golden years. I might just fucking cry if I hear those words again," you finished ranting. It felt good, it felt like a weight on your heart has been lifted. Then you remembered that you just dumped all of it on Jungwon.

You opened your mouth to apologise to him but he surprised you by pulling him into his arms. At first you were standing stiffly at the sudden contact, but it took a millisecond for you to melt in his embrace. His arms were gently around your back and you returned the hug by wrapping your arms around his torso. The two of you stay in that position for awhile, relishing in each other's embrace. You definitely needed this hug.

Tightening your hold on Jungwon, you realised how important he was to you. He was your best friend and he was always there for you. It was stupid of you to compare yourself to him, when all he did was tried his best for you. The taller boy chuckled when he felt you rubbed your face into his shoulder, he involuntarily released a contented sigh. You felt one of his hands stroked your hair, it felt comforting. That action itself was enough for the butterflies to slowly settled back in you.

After a while, both of you finally (unwillingly) released each other. He pushed a strand of hair behind your ears and said, "You're wrong by the way." Which made you tilt your head in genuine confusion.

"You are cool and you are smart. You're like the coolest person I know. And no one thinks of you as our shadow, you don't hear it but I've always hear the juniors praising you for helping them and how enthusiastic you are," the way he delivered his words was filled with pure awe for you.

"And who cares if you can't parallel park. You didn't hear it from but Jay hyung failed his drivers test three times just because he couldn't parallel park," and that got a laugh out from you. Jungwon smiled proudly that he managed to make you laugh. "And you're wrong when you said no one wants you. I want you."

You blinked once, twice and thrice. He wanted you? "You're just saying that cause you're my best friend," you replied.

"No," he firmly said. "I like you, Y/N."

(Jungwon doesn't know where he got this sudden surge of confidence, but the mood was the perfect time for him to confess. It was a one time chance and he had to take it.)

You chuckled. "I like you too, Jungwon. We are friends aren't we?"

"No, Y/N. I like you. More than friends."

"Oh." Oh.

"Yeah," he scratched the back of neck awkwardly. Oh no, did you not feel the same way?

While you on the other hand, were malfunctioning on the inside. Your best friend just confessed to you and you were frozen on the spot. Why couldn't he had done it over text instead. If he had done it over text, then you could've left the message unread and you could've spammed Wonyoung for help. But the thing is that it wasn't over text and you couldn't just tell him to wait here while you panicked to Wonyoung in your bathroom.

Yang Jungwon likes you. And you like him too, right? Because if you didn't, your cheeks won't be heating up right now and your heart would have not be beating rapidly like it was going to break your rib cage any second. If you didn't like him, there would have never been butterflies in your stomach. Yeah. You like Yang Jungwon, you like him a lot.

"Me too," you whispered, it was soft but it was enough for him to pick it up. Jungwon eyes snapped to you, doe eyed filled with hope. "I like you, too," you said, this time louder. And you made sure you looked him in the eye when you confessed.

You watched as Jungwon's mouth morphed into a big grin. He let out a sigh of relief and dropped to his knees, surprising you. "Jungwon!" you squeaked, bending down to help him.

"I'm fine! I'm fine," he assured you as he stood up with your help. The grin on his face was still there. "It's just that … you like me," he breathed out. "You like me back, wow. I-I can't believe it."

Your face was definitely burning with embarrassment. You punched him lightly on the shoulder, turning away to hide your face. "Believe it, you dork. I like you, okay!" Somehow his grin was able to grew wider at your words, Gently, he took your hand in his.

"How about we stop this study date, and I'll take you out on real date?"

a/n: thank you so much for reading this <3

#enhypen #yang jungwon #jungwon #enhypen imagines #yang jungwon imagines #jungwon imagines #enhypen x reader #yang jungwon x reader #jungwon x reader #kim sunoo #nishimura riki #enhypen scenarios #yang jungwon scenarios #jungwon scenarios #jungwon fluff #enhypen fluff #yang jungwon fluff #chaeryybomb; the sour series

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beddybites · 8 months ago

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SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEhes so tiny…..

Small doodle of @/ghostbite0’s 21 trio au with Giyuu and Nezuko :)

one with the bamboo and one w/out

I wonder if Nezuko was was ever left alone with Giyuu if she’d start thinking of Giyuu to be like Rokuta and start carrying him around like she did with Rokuta in episode 1

#others art #not artbites #tiny 21 trio au #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #art #artists on tumblr #SOOOO FRRAKING CUTE #giyuu tomioka #nezuko kamado

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colossal-red · 2 years ago

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1. I’d give myself a solid 4 or 4.5.

5. The fic that I’m most proud of is either Chapter’s Four and Five of TinyHunt, or my first ever fic, Small Radish Big Fox Chapter One.

21. My favorite pairing so far has got to be Bench Trio, it’s always been consistent throughout all of my au’s.

26. For this Blog, definitely the Potato Farmer’s Side Story due to recent events. (But, for my alt blog, @regular-red, I wrote a memorial fic for him, and I am afraid to release that one…)

34. Alright, I’ll copy and paste the unfinished work right below 👇

Tw: implied soft vore, implied safe vore, fear.

Suddenly Karl felt a slight prick in his wings as the collar around his body activated, inhibiting his ability to fly. Uh oh. Quack’s arms encircled around Karl as he laid them on the desk. “You’re lucky that Sap isn’t here at the minute, he’d be much,” His hand shot forward and wrapped around Karl’s tiny form, and slowly lifted him up. “Rougher…” he finished. Karl hated this, while it didn’t hurt him, it was still petrifying and, unpleasant to say the least. “P-please…” he muttered under his breath as he was held, soon to be dropped, over the abyss that was Quack’s maw.

Little bit of context here: This is for Part Two of Finding Tubbee. Karl’s job was to lure borrower’s to Quackity and Sapnap’s black-market business, and he only got one, maybe two if Ranboo brought Micheal with him. (He did.) So, he failed. (The context for why it’s safe is here.)

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sie-rui · 3 years ago

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yep jay- shinichiro and gray-izana ask r from the same person :< also regarding jay's personality he prioritizes school over a lot pf things and he told shelly to screw off when she asked him out... ngl shelly was being kinda obsessive that time but bro- (on to my daily brainrot) takemichi and toman in Night at the Museum au, i watched it last night and i cant stop thinking abt it. Takemichi as the night guard and the others as the wax figures/statues, mikey=cowboy izana=roman soldier -🧇anon

heyyy, sorry for the late reply, i had to find time to binge watch the movies. i haven’t replied to the jjk one yet since i still haven’t watched it but anywayssss-

12:21, tokyo manji gang + izana, kakucho

takemichi only needing another job because he got fired at the dvd store recently and it's only a matter of time before he gets sent to the streets for missing another deadline.

takemichi who desperately accepted the free job as a night guard for the local museum, not knowing what kind of shit he was getting himself into.

takemichi who was screaming his head out before throwing the flashing light as far and as hard as he can, hoping that peke j, the gigantic cat-dog-dinosaur of sorts (rexy), would take longer to get it and come back.

takemichi with the neanderthal trio, baji, kazutora, and chifuyu as he throws a random lighter at them, hoping that it would distract them from pulling his hair out. (mainly because it was still that weird color of yellow he got too attached to.)

takemichi who went running the moment he saw pachin running at him, threatening to rip him apart in a language he can’t understand—peyan right at his tail.

takemichi who gets hit by a tiny train at full speed (and still got his eye bruised) with bratty tiny mikey who (out of absolutely nowhere) felt bad because his blue eyes were ruined and damn mikey likes blue.

takemichi who watches as izana and mikey starts kicking at each other. and also the same takemichi who tried to break them apart only for both of them to kick him in the face.

takemichi with mikey, as jed, who gasped in shame and blamed it on izana and izana, as octavius, who points out that mikey initiates the fight.

takemichi and draken as the president teddy, who just snatched mikey and izana and threw them at their respective displays.

takemichi with emma as sacagawea and draken busy simping for her from afar while takemichi watches in both jealousy and tiredness.

takemichi sitting in despair, not because the gang doesn’t listen to him but rather because they won’t stop following him (specifically mikey and izana).

takemichi who managed to get emma and draken together after bowing his head to his boss when he shattered the glass with no hesitation. draken owes him a lot. (but if they were being honest, takemichi owes him a whole lot more for always saving his ass and being his support.)

takemichi who found a friend in kakucho, a loyal roman follower of izana and is honestly, the only roman who listens to takemichi.

takemichi with mitsuya as ahkmenrah but instead of a gold stone it’s a sewing kit for some reason. just one bag filled with threads and needles, weirdly in gold, plastered on the wall. that’s literally what lets everyone to come alive at night. a goddamn sewing kit.

[ coffee: sielouu ]

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bi-the-way-i-love-bunnies · 4 years ago

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(And they were roommates au)

Drarry drabble ~ 10/21

“What the fuck?”

Harry glanced at the paper in his hand before checking the room number again. Yep, this was it. No mistaking it then. An equally confused Malfoy looked up from where he was unpacking before scowling at him.

“Potter,” he acknowledged, “What in Merlin’s name are you doing here?”

“You’re Drew Black?” Harry couldn’t help but blurt out.

Drew Black, a student majoring in psychology, just like him. At least that’s what his form had told him. He’d also be Harry’s roommate for the next school year. Crap.

“Yes Potter,” Malfoy rolled his eyes, “That’s my alias.”

“But this is a muggle university?” Harry couldn’t help but question.

Malfoy scoffed and turned back to the box he was dealing with earlier, “I have the same right to be here as you, you know.”

“But you hate muggles!”

At that, Harry saw Malfoy grimace a little. “Yeah, well, the war could change many perspectives on things.”

Once the war was over, the first thing Harry did was try enrolling in the Auror program. It sounded good at the time. It was his dream career as a teen, Ron would be there, and it would give him something to keep him busy. However, after a month or so of training, it proved to be a fatal decision.

He didn’t account for how exhausted he’d be after everything was done. And hunting down remaining death eaters and bad guys didn’t benefit his mental health at all. Not to mention there was constant pressure for being the boy who lived twice, all mighty savior of the wizarding world. Not taking his final year of newts was really starting to show, but all his colleagues were pretty patient and assured it was fine. It wasn’t.

When Harry voiced all his complaints to Ron and Hermione one night, he was leant a sympathetic ear.

“Oh god! I’m so glad I’m not the only one,” Ron revealed as he flopped back onto the couch after grabbing another butterbeer. “No offense mate, but if you didn’t say anything I would’ve told you I was quitting next week or something.”

“Yeah?” Harry gave a wry smile, “Was it all getting to you too?”

Ron thought about it for a moment before answering. “Not as much as you have, I don’t think. I mean, I’m not the one for killed Voldemort so there’s less pressure on me, but it feels too similar to-”

“Being on the run. War memories. Trauma?” Harry voiced.

“Exactly,” the two shared a smile. They just got each other like that.

“While it’s lovely you two found out you didn’t want to be an Auror anymore, what are you guys going to do now?” Hermione, the voice of reason, spoke up.

The two men remained silent as they thought about it. Actually, now that Harry wasn’t planning to continue with training, what was he going to do now?

“I don’t exactly know yet,” Ron spoke up first. “Whatever it is though, I’m planning on staying close to home. Mom and the rest of them really need the support right now you know?”

Hermione nodded, “That makes sense.” None were willing to bring up Fred’s death right now.

“What about you Harry?” Hermione turned back to him.

Harry shrugged. “Same answer as Ron I guess. It’s not that I don’t want to stay close to home or finish my Hogwarts year like you, but maybe I’d like to get a hobby or learn stuff away from the press.”

Hermione looked thoughtful for a moment before offering a suggestion. “Well after Hogwarts, I was planning to attend a muggle university to expand my education. You could do the same, and you don’t have to worry about coming back or staying close to us. There’s quite a lot of muggle options and I’m sure McGonagall would love to help with writing up all the documents you need.”

“You think going back to school would help me?” School didn’t particularly appeal to him, but Hermione’s suggestion sounded better than what he first assumed.

“There’s a lot of variety when it comes to Muggle studies, Harry. Who knows, maybe you’ll find something right for you.”

“Yeah mate,” Ron agreed, “It could do you some good. And if you ever get sick of it you could always come find me and we could be awkward veteran dropouts together.”

Harry let out a small laugh. “You’re not going back to school then.”

Ron shrugged. “Maybe not now. But whatever I do, I’ll figure it out.”

And so the next few days Harry hung out at Ron and Hermione’s, the former helping him sort through colleges he could apply to with the new papers freshly acquired from McGonagall.

“Best of luck to you Mr. Potter,” she gave him a warm smile when she handed off the papers the day prior. James Evans, it read, his new alias a bold crisp print at the top.

And so with Hermione’s help and Ron keeping him grounded every time Harry felt like quitting and turning back, he eventually settled upon majoring in psychology at a university in New York. It was an ocean away from home, but he felt that it was the right choice. And Hermione and Ron promised to owl whenever they could and try visiting him every other week.

The day they left for the portkey station was one of the hardest moments of his life. Even with the war, at least he still had Ron and Hermione.

“Remember we’re only a portkey away,” Hermione hugged him, “And remember to write all the time!”

Harry laughed, “Yeah I searched up the closest owl station to the school. Only a 20 minute walk from campus.”

Ron and Hermione shared a glance between the two of them, one that Harry couldn’t decipher.

“Actually Harry,” Ron disappeared for a second before coming back with a drape covered object.

“Go ahead and lift it mate,” he encouraged, so Harry did. When he lifted the veil he wasn’t expected to find a light brown and white barred owl staring back at him.

“Oh,” Harry marveled quietly, taking in the creature before him.

“I know you’ve really missed Hedwig,” Hermione bit her lip, “But we figured you might want a companion with you.”

“Yeah,” Ron agreed, “And she’s really well behaved! The seller said that she liked delivering letters a lot, this way you’ll be able to reach us anytime.”

Harry looked between his two friends and his new owl before engulfing the pair in a giant hug, “She’s perfect guys!” He pulled back to give them a fond look, his two friends mirroring his expression. Eventually, he turned to face his new pet, “Does she have a name?”

“Oh uhm. The shop named her Nessarose.”

Nessarose. It seemed very fitting for the pretty owl.

“I think I’ll nickname her Nessie,” Harry decided after a while. Nessie gave a small hoot in agreement.

From there, the trio said their final goodbyes and Harry was whisked into New York.

Upon arrival, the school gave him all the papers he needed after registering. An hour or so later on campus, he wandered around the area and found a local owl hotel of some sort, which Nessie was sure to enjoy. She was free to leave and come out of her room whenever she wanted via the skylight of her room. Before he left, the people at the hotel showed him the incantation of a spell to contact them in case he needed Nessie to deliver an owl, or if he just wanted his companion’s company in general. Once that was settled, he was back on his way to settling in, checking all the forms for school, including his dorm room and dorm mate. At the time he didn’t think much of it. Now he was sort of regretting not looking at the name closer. Drew Black? It was obvious the more he thought of it, watching his roommate unfolding what looked to be silk bed sheets.

“Right,” Harry sighed, “I think I’m going to ask for a change of dorms.”

“Why Potter! I didn’t know you hated me that much,” Malfoy gave him a condescending look.

Harry scoffed. “Shove off Malfoy. I just don’t think we’d room well together that’s all. We’ll drive each other up the walls before next week.”

“Your funeral,” Malfoy didn’t look up. Harry frowned but moved past the doorway. There were two beds and separate desks, a small living space complete with a mini coffee table, and a tiny kitchen. A window was present at the back wall, acting as a sort of divider between the two sides, perfect for owls. He glanced over at Malfoy again. Maybe he’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. After all, he testified at the git’s trial for a reason. Besides, they had a week to settle in before school officially started. How bad could it be?

Three days later and Harry was regretting everything. Right now the two sat in tense silence, Malfoy at his desk, and Harry working at their small kitchen table. They just finished an argument about eating whose food, as stupid as it was.

“Seriously Potter! That was my last packet of instant noodles!”

“I didn’t touch your damn noodles Malfoy! I bought my own, you paranoid prat!”

Later on, it turned out that Malfoy’s instant noodles were in the pantry. How anyone could mistake the fridge for a pantry was beyond him, but it happened anyway. Also, it turned out Harry did lie earlier. He was the one that moved the noodles in the first place, he just didn’t remember until after their argument. This resulted in another row between the pair after Malfoy found out.

Harry rolled his eyes. These petty arguments were slowly driving him crazy. And lately, Malfoy has gotten more snappy with him, like it’s Harry’s fault that Malfoy can’t adjust to muggle life. If they were going to keep this up, Harry’s going to quit school before it even starts.

A sudden thud made Harry jump in his seat, causing him to look up to see Malfoy standing up after taking out his frustrations on his textbooks. “That’s it. I can’t do this anymore. I thought I could stand you but clearly, I was wrong.”

“Well, you think I could stand you either? You don’t exactly make living with you easy!” Harry resorted back.

“I could say the same for you,” Malfoy glared before letting out a loud sigh, “Whatever Potter. Let’s just get moving and hopefully by tomorrow I’ll never have to see you again.”

“Likewise.”

They headed over to talk to their resident advisor to request their change of roommates, however when asked, the RA shook his head and gave them sympathetic glances.

“If you could find someone to swap with you, it might work. However, the last of the dorm rooms got filled out about 2 or 3 days ago. If you came, earlier it might’ve worked, but for now, you guys are stuck with each other.”

They left after they were assured quite a handful of times by the RA that there really wasn’t much that he could do. So the pair left, the walk to their door room filled with heated words.

“I told you I should’ve just swapped roommates when given the chance!”

“No need for the I told you so’s Potter. If you’ve taken your own advice we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

“I thought we were past hating each other and arguing. It’s called giving the benefit of the doubt Malfoy! It’s what decent people do!”

Their bickering continued even once they entered their dorms. They only stopped when their neighbor started banging on their door telling them to shut up.

Eventually, they settled on an uneasy truth to just ignore one another. Can’t find your instant noodle pack? Bottle it up and just go to the local grocery store. Complaining about your roommate’s messy side of the dorm? Shove over their stupid pile of piled up laundry back to their side and ignore them. Tripped on your roommates textbook which they placed on the floor yet again? Simmer quietly and pick it up and place it back onto their desk. All in all, the tension in the room really piled up.

Harry couldn’t really wait until the weekend Ron and Hermione visited, so he opted to write them an owl. He cast the summoning spell for Nessie and waited as he dug around his desk looking for a piece of parchment.

Nessie hooted a greeting at their open window just as Harry found a small piece of parchment a few minutes later.

“Hey, Nessie,” he invited her in. At the corner of his eyes, he noticed Draco staring at them, but chose not to comment. “I don’t have any owl treats since I forgot to go buy them, but I’m pretty sure we have some spare crackers in the pantry.”

Nessie gave a small hoot of delight as Harry left to raid the pantry. By the time he found what he needed and got back, he was surprised to see Draco softly petting Nessie’s wings.

“Uh, Malfoy?” Harry prompted as he held out a cracker for Nessie, which she gladly accepted.

“I didn’t know you’ve gotten a new bird Potter.”

Harry shrugged, “Nessie’s a gift from Ron and Hermione before I left for the states.”

“How typical for the three of you,” Malfoy commented, continuing to give his attention towards Nessie, “I dread to think of who named her. It sounds so...plebeian.”

Harry rolled his eyes, “Well I thought it was a good name. Nessie’s short for Nessarose.”

“You poor dear,” Malfoy cooed, and wasn’t that weird to think about. Malfoy showing affection, much less to Harry’s owl.

“Nessarose,” Malfoy started, “Do you mind if I use you to deliver a letter too? I think mother is missing me quite terribly and it’s a tad too late to head to the local owlery. I’m sure Potter doesn’t mind sending out one more letter alongside his.”

Nessie let out a tiny hoot of agreement while Harry huffed behind him. The git didn’t even bother to ask him, yet Harry didn’t deny him the request.

He watched as Malfoy headed back to his side of the room, already starting on his letter. Harry did the same as he addressed the letter to his friends.

Dear Ron and Hermione, Harry began.

I miss you both terribly and I’m sorry for not sending an owl sooner. Anyway, let me sum up my experience at uni so far. The biggest thing is that I hate my roommate (yay how fun!) I’m pretty sure the school has made a terrible mistake in rooming us together.

He paused and spared a glance at Malfoy, who was deeply concentrated on his letter to his mother.

I don’t see how they thought we could ever live well together, Harry resumed, I think those surveys for the perfect roommate must be flawed. Hermione, I’m sure you’d love to come here and fix the current curriculum they’re using. If it was working properly, we wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place. The git even used Nessie without my permission! Not that I mind all that much. Nessie seemed happy to help. I’m just pissed he didn’t ask me directly. And to answer your question across the ocean, Hermione, yes, my roommate’s a wizard. It sounds like a good thing, but trust me it’s not. On another note, he refuses to call her Nessie. So he’s taken to using Nessarose in stride. Prat.

Anyway, Nessie is doing well so far! I found a local owl hotel and the workers informed me that she goes out daily. It’s fascinating how their system works, really. I’ll tell you guys more in detail on your next visit since I can’t be arsed to write it all down on parchment. So far they said that Nessie has been catching fresh mice every day, so I’m glad she’s happy. I think she’s really taken with New York because of that.

Back to my roommate problem, you’d be shocked to find out who it is. I knew I was. And what are the odds we’d be rooming together? Out of all the universities he could’ve gone to, and of all the people he could’ve been roomed with. I’m really starting to think Ron’s theory of how I have a cursed life is correct. Well, lemme just say to the universe fuck you guys for messing with my life.

You see, my roommate is -

“Potter!” Malfoy interrupted loudly, smirking when Harry jumped causing his quill to leave a horrible streak of ink on the paper along with several ink blots.

“What, Malfoy!” Harry bit out and glared at him, making the prat smirk wider.

“Just wanted to comment on how awfully slow you are at writing letters. Couldn’t think of much to write with that brain of yours, could you? I didn’t even know that the school accepted such stupidly incompetent people.”

“Looking at you, I was wondering the same thing,” Harry resorted back angrily before looking at where he left off. You see, my roommate is- ...

A blonde self absorbed prat who wouldn’t know the difference between an obnoxious snob and himself unless it actually hit him in the face, Harry angrily finished writing before handing off his letter to Nessie. Nessie, bless her, just took it happily and flew away, Malfoy’s letter already in hand.

Well, at least one of them was in a good mood. Ron and Hermione would just have to excuse his hastily finished letter, no thanks to the prat.

He turned around only to find Malfoy’s smug face looking back at him. Maybe Harry should’ve done some running or something during the week when he had a chance, because now all he had was built up frustration, and if Malfoy didn’t step back, all that frustration was going to go straight into his perfectly posh face.

“I’m heading out,” Harry growled, grabbing his wand, moving quickly to the door. The Slytherin wasn’t fazed.

“Aww, but we were just starting to get along!” Malfoy teased.

Harry couldn’t resist casting a minor stinging hex at the git, taking small satisfaction in his yelp. In a second, Malfoy was back to scowling at him again. Good.

“Be back later,” Harry left the dorm in a strop. He really needed to clear his head.

#drarry #part 1 or something #harry potter #draco malfoy #harry x draco #drarry fic #drarry fics #can you tell i was listening to wicked before I wrote this?#LOATHING #unadulterated LOATHING #and they were roommates!#enemies to friends to lovers #my fic #hp fanfic #hp #hp drarry

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bluedragonfairy2000 · 4 years ago

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Art 16

Two tiny boys

3rd life ven diagram

De-aged au part 5

Ranboo’s chat

DSMP knife monopoly

HIM

Little nightmares bench trio

Writers problem

Dream hits 21 million

Angry pig twins

#masterpost 2

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beddybites · 4 months ago

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tiny 21 trio !! mitsuri and baby obanai

assignment for class— had to color a sketch and i got carried away

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beddybites · 8 months ago

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TINY 21 TRIO WRITING REAL????????????????? this is oc ute i will cry

This is a little fic from one of my asks/prompts on @ghostbite0 page about their tiny 21 trio au, such a good au I literally bawl every time... anyways tadaaaaa (I will be posting more trust gang)

🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

#tiny 21 trio au #not artbites #others work #writing #fic #demon slayer #kny #demon slayer au #kny au

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risingscorchingsuns · 7 months ago

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something something blood demon art something something hikarus a baby now

im constantly rotating @ghostbite0’s tiny 21 trio babies in my brain and ive been brainrotting about a babymode hikaru… he is Small

there’s lore forming in my brain about the AU but im so tired lmaooo feel free to give baby au headcanons. for now i place the art and scurry away 🙏

the silver boy on the bottom left is @definitelynotgideon 🫶🫶

#hikaru eritora #leon scribbles #demon slayer #demon slayer oc #kny oc #kny #rengoku kyojuro #baby au #tiny karu au

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doyelikehaggis · 4 years ago

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for ships, of au sorts how do you feel about a crossover between shameless usa and vampire diaries/ the orginals/legacies who would you pair up with who and why? if you have time.

Now there's a crossover I never expected to be asked about. But also, I love it?? So... okay! Let's try this! We'll go through each main character from TVD first and list who I'd ship them with from Shameless. Also, just trying to imagine any of this is hilarious so this is going to feel very much like crackshipping, as it should, so keep that in mind! (For the record, though, all of the adults, i.e. Kev, Veronica, Frank, are absolutely not going to be shipped with any of the teenagers of TVD, including vampires who were turned at 17. However, because in season 1 of Shameless, Fiona was 21, Lip was 17, those are more likely the versions of them I am going to be shipping with the TVD characters unless I say otherwise. As for Debbie and Carl, I'll be going with later seasons for them. And Liam probably won't be included because he's eleven, so.)

• Elena: So, first up, we have Lip. I think that early seasons Lip was just enough interesting for this to work, because he was sensible but also... a complete dumbass.

• Damon: Oh, why would you let me do this? He and Fiona would absolutely have slept together at least once but they're just friends who sass each other each other now. He also had a thing with Ian in the later seasons... and Mickey. Whether these were separate occassions or even an ongoing thing is entirely up to you. And also, there's no way that he didn't get on V's very good side, and Kev is not immune to a little bit of charm. That was definitely not a separate occasion but it was only once. Or twice. (And I just need to add in for my own self-indulgence, he has absolutely met and quite liked Dylan, aka Chris Brochu, aka our lovely Luke Parker. Quite awkward for Lip when he realized that the guy who hooked up his sister and his brother and still comes around the house is also hooking up with the son of the woman that Lip is sleeping with.)

• Stefan: ... Why can't I think of anyone? Anyone with Stefan feels wrong. Okay, wait, no, he may have been Lip's identity crisis. And I can actually see something coming out of that long-term, I quite like that one!

• Bonnie: If I'm going with Whitmore season TVD and season 1 Shameless? Fiona could work. But honestly? I just want to give her a scary girlfriend so Mandy. Bonnie and Mandy is what I want. And maybe also Lip. He can be sweet, and Bonnie deserves someone who will care about her as much as Lip cared about Tami! (I don't remember much of him and Tami so I may be wrong about their relationship.)

• Caroline: Season 1 Caroline definitely had a thing with season 1 Lip. I imagine it a bit like her relationship with Tyler? Maybe they do end up together later... can I turn Lip into a vampire, holy fuck. Is that allowed?? Or a witch, the Gallaghers are witches and the Milkovich's are werewolves now, deal with it!!! So, yeah, Lip. And honestly, also maybe Fiona. Or even Tami. (Damn, why do I really ship Caroline and Lip now?)

• Matt: ...I can't even pretend any ship with a Shameless character for him is anything but hilarious. But in later seasons of Shameless and about Whitmore College age of TVD... Carl. Look, they're police academy buddies, okay. And Mickey would have the most fun with him. It's literally Damon and Matt's dynamic I'm picturing but add in some ✨ feelings ✨ God, but also I feel like he and Lip can kinda bond in some ways?? Maybe they'd just be good friends, though.

• Tyler: Why can I see him and Fiona? They probably wouldn't last but she just feels a bit like if Vicki had gotten to live (and had more siblings than just Matt to look after). Also... I'm trying to decide between Ian and Lip? I feel like Tyler and Lip would be the same age and they'd have the best friends who argue sometimes (like Tyler and Matt). But I can also see Tyler and Ian bonding over some things and getting kinda close? With all of the things the two of them have gone through (the main two being Ian's bipolar disorder and Tyler being a werewolf), I can see them being there for each other. But also Tyler and Lip!! I can't decide!! Also, he might be the only one I can see having a thing with Debbie in later seasons. And I wanna let Tyler have a scary girlfriend (but like, good scary, not Debbie scary) so Mandy as well.

• Enzo: Imagining him in the Gallagher household feels like when Jimmy Steve was still around but even more chaotic 😭 Okay, okay, but Lip. He's literally my go-to answer at this point, I think, but it makes sense to me. I may have to give in a say maybe Fiona, because a tiny part of me can see it. I can see him just hanging around the Gallagher house and Ian having a mini crush on him as well, though, just saying, and Mickey probably has a mild crisis everytime he's around him as well and he hates it, but it's definitely the damn accent!

• Alaric, this little bitch that I actually used to care about in early seasons, since he's different in TVD than he is in Legacies: Charming new teacher and Fiona who has to come to parent's day definitely had a thing. No doubt about it.

• Katherine: She has too high standards for anyone on this show, but she might make am exception for Lip and Jimmy Steve. Both of whom she is absolutely just using like she was with Mason.

I think that's it for main characters of The Vampire Diaries! That was definitely interesting. Now, onto The Originals!

• Klaus: Is it any surprise that I'm saying Fiona? Probably not long-term but it definitely happened. He's also a charmer so it's not a surprise that he could charm Ian, an by extension, possibly Mickey. I also get the feeling he might try with Sandy but that is going nowhere. At all.

• Elijah: Look, he likes slightly unhinged -- he fell in love with Katherine, after all. But I cannot imagine him with a single person on this show. Actually, fuck that, he's Jimmy Steve, he'd like Fiona.

• Rebekah: Please, Lip would absolutely be all over her and she would love it. He has a thing for high-maintenance and we've seen how much she liked Matt. It makes sense. And just try and tell me she hasn't flirted with V. You can't because she would.

• Hayley: Not necessarily romantic but Hayley, Fiona, and V being bitchy best friends? I want it. Screw Kev, this is the trio I want.

• Marcel: He likes a challenge, we know this, and the Gallaghers are definitely a challenge, so do we think he could handle Fiona? I'm seeing some feelings for Tami in there as well because he is another one who enjoys high-maintenance. And also... V? I just ? I feel like he and V could get along quite well.

• Josh: Oh, you know I have to ship him and Ian. They're both soft, leave me alone, let them be happy.

• I just cannot see anyone for Cami or Davina. It feels impossible.

I know you asked about all three shows but I'm gonna be honest, I cannot even imagine it for any of the Legacies characters, it's very strange to me! So, I'm gonna leave it here! This has been delightfully fun and hilarious.

#queeraswolf #ask away earthlings!#shameless #the vampire diaries #the originals #this was... something else

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