#will forever feel so so lucky to have seen them wah

[radio-4-is-static]

KANASHIBARI | RADWIMPS ft. ao

絶望なんてきっと 生きように よっちゃリアル体験版 障害物競走 それならばもういっそ 走り切る 今を 君と わからないことばかり溢れてる それが何？ そんなステキな世界を私たち二人で 一緒に笑って迷子になろう 「迷子の最後」を確かめにいこう

///

Despair, depending on how you live, is a real-life version of a steeplechase I might as well run through it with you, now So much going on, things I don’t understand …So?　 If the world we live in is as beautiful Let us laugh and get lost together And see where we end up - “The Last of the Lost”

[strawberry--bride]

DIABOLIK LOVERS Haunted Dark Bridal ー Sharon’s Route [PROLOGUE]

Monologue

The most painful thing in this world,

is losing your home. Your place-to-be.

No matter how dire the situation,

if you are surrounded by people who love and care for you.

No obstacle is invincible. 

Then ーー Where do I belong?

Having long lost the place I once considered home.

I spent many years in a place which would provide for me. 

I had food, a roof above my head, a warm bed to sleep in at night.

But could I truly call this my home? 

Those doubts would lurk in the back of my mind, keeping me up at night.

Until one day, I was made a special offer. 

If I complied, I would be given the thing my heart longs for the most.

ーー A new home.

Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Outside

Sharon: This is the place, right...?

( Woah...Amazing. I’ve never seen a house quite this big. They even have a garden! )

*Knock knock*

Sharon: Excuse meー! My name’s Sharon. I’m supposed to move in here today! 

...

...

( No response...? How strange. They should have been informed through the Church. )

*Knock knock*

Sharon: Hello...? Anybody home...!?

Sharon: ( What to do...? There doesn’t seem to be anyone home right now. It’s already getting dark. I can’t just stand here all night either. )

*Creaaaaak*

Sharon: ...Huh? Did the...door just open by itself?

( Does that mean I can go inside? I feel a little hesitant just entering someone else’s home butーー I was told I could live here so it should be fine, right? )

She enters the manor.

 Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Entrance Hall

Sharon: Just as I thought, the inside is equally spacious. I can’t imagine just one person living in such a large house all by themselves. Cleaning must take quite some time as well.

She puts down her suitcase.

*Thud*

Sharon: Phew...

( ...It’s so quiet. Almost as if the house is deserted. I wonder if the owner is out at the moment? In that case, I should probably wait in the living room. )

Sharon looks around.

Sharon: I guess it’s...that way?

*Rustle*

Sharon: ...!!

( I...Did I just...step on something? It felt...strangely soft and... )

???: ーー Oi.

Sharon: ...Kyah!

Sharon: ( A person...!? Oh my gosh. I just arrived here and the first thing I do is step on someone! )

???: ...

Sharon: I’m terribly sorry! I didn’t think there would be someone lying on the floor and...!

( ...Speaking of which, what were they doing down there anyway!? ...Sleeping? No way, right? When you have a house this large, you definitely don’t need to use the floor as a bed... )

???: Haah...

Sharon: Oh no! Are you feeling ill, perhaps? In that case, I shall call a doctor right away!

???: ...You’re loud. How am I supposed to enjoy my Rachmaninov when you’re screaming the place down? 

Sharon: Rach...mani...? ...E-Either way, if you’re not feeling sick, then what were you doing on the floor?

???: Wasting his time away listening to music rather than making himself useful, per usual, I would assume. Well, I suppose it is best not to have any expectations of this man in the first place, as he will only let you down in the end.

Sharon: ...!? 

( A voice...? Out of nowhere...!? )

Sharon: ...Wah!!

( Where did he come from...? )

???: Now, who might you be?

Sharon: Ah...I’m sorry! My name’s Sharon. I’m an orphan at the Catholic orphanage downtown. I was told by our related Church that the resident of this manor has been so kind to take me in. Are you...perhaps the owner?

???: ...I see. It seems you are the next...sacrifice.

Sharon: Excuse me?

???: Nothing. I was simply talking to myself. ...Ahem. My name is Sakamaki Reiji. The second eldest son of this family and one of the residents here. ...The man you had the ‘honor’ of meeting earlier is Shuu. While you may not suspect so given his deplorable behavior, he is - quite unfortunately - my elder brother.

Sharon: Reiji-san...and Shuu-san, was it? It’s a pleasure meeting you both!

Shuu: ...

Reiji: I assume that is your luggage over there? A room has been prepared for you. We will have one of our servants bring everything upstairs.

Sharon: Thank you very much!

( Thank god...So there wasn’t any mistake after all. )

Sharon: Oh! Right! I actually brought a little gift with me! They’re homemade muffins I made this morーー

*CRASH*

Sharon: ーー ning...!?

Startled by the loud noise, she drops the box with muffins.

*Thud*

???: YOU FUCKIN’ BASTARD!! I swear once I get my hands on youーー! 

???: Ahaha! I can’t believe you actually fell for that one! Lame-o!

Reiji: ...

Shuu: Haah...

Sharon: ( H-Hold on, hold on, hold on! Eh? Eeeeh!? I’m not dreaming, right!? That person just punched a hole through the wall!? )

Reiji: Ahem. ...Allow me to introduce. The one who destroyed the wall is the youngest son, Sakamaki Subaru. Next to him is Sakamaki Ayato, the eldest of the triplets. 

ーー You two, explain this situation at once!

Ayato: ...Che. Reiji. I didn’t do anythin’! Not my fault that Subaru ate those prank chocolates I left out on the kitchen counter.

Subaru: Fuck off! You definitely did that on purpose! ...I can still feel my mouth burnin’...!!

Sharon: ( ...Prank chocolates? I guess he means those filled with mustard and other spicy condiments, right? I didn’t know people actually bought those. )

Ayato: Of course! I was hopin’ to catch Kanato. Can you imagine what kinda face he would make when poppin’ one of those bad boys in his mouth?

???: ...Say, did you hear that, Teddy? ...I hope Ayato sleeps with one eye open tonight. He might just run into...unfortunate accident.

Sharon: ...Eh!?

( Another person just appeared out of thin air!? )

Ayato: Keh. The lunatic’s here.

Reiji: Sakamaki Kanato, the middle triplet. 

...Kanato, If you wish to commit a homicide, please do so outside of the walls of this manor. It takes forever to remove blood stains from the carpet.

Kanato: I don’t recall having to take orders from you.

ーー However, you’re lucky as I happen to be in a good mood right now. I believe I heard someone mention muffins? 

Sharon: ...Ah, yes! I made these myse...Huh? ...Oh.

Shuu: It’s not blood, but I think the carpet will need some cleaning regardless.

Reiji: Good grief...

Sharon: Oh no...! The box must have slipped from my fingertips when I heard the sudden crash and...

Ayato: Ah-ahー Look what you did, Subaru. It’s always the youngest child causin’ trouble.

Subaru: HAAH!? All of this started ‘cause you left those stupid chocolates out!

Sharon: ...They turned out really good too. What a shame.

Subaru: ...!! ...O-Oi...You...Um...My bad.

Kanato: ...Unforgivable. 

Sharon: Eh?

Kanato: ...HOW WILL YOU MAKE THIS UP TO ME!?

Sharon: ( W-Why is he getting upset at me all of a sudden!? It was obviously just an accident!? )

Um...I’m not sure...I could make some new ones later?

???: There, there, Kanato-kun~ Relax! Even if the muffins were wasted, there’s a delicious snack just waiting to be devoured...

*Rustle*

Sharon: ...!

( Someone wrapped their arms around me from behind!? )

???: ...Right here~ ...Nfu~

Sharon: ...Eh!?

( I-Is he talking about me!? )

Reiji: ...And finally, the youngest triplet, Sakamaki Laito. 

Ayato: Oi, Laito! No way you’re gettin’ the first taste again! I still haven’t forgotten last time!

Laito: Eeeh~? It’s not my fault you’re so slow, Ayato-kun~ However, if you’re so insistent on taking a bite out of her, I wouldn’t mind sharing, you know? I’m sure it’d make for a refreshing and thrilling experience~

Ayato: Geh! In your dreams, you perv!

Sharon: ( Taste? Bite...? Why are they talking as if I’m their food!? )

Excusーー

Shuu: ...Strawberries.

Sharon: Eh?

Kanato: What are you talking about? I don’t see any strawberries around.

Reiji: Shuu. Explain yourself.

Shuu: Your panties. They had strawberries on them.

Sharon: ...!!

( When did he...!? Ah! When I stepped on him...! )

Ayato: Pfftー!! Strawberries! How old are you, five? That’s hella lame!

Laito: Hm...~ Strawberries are not bad but with such a lovely body, I’m sure you could pull off something a little more erotic~

Subaru: ...

Laito: Oh, my bad~ I forgot baby bro was in the room. I suppose talking about a woman’s underwear is still a little too much for him to handle.

Subaru: S-Shut up...!!

Reiji: ...Enough! No more on this topic! ...Haah. Is it really that much to ask for you lot to behave? Just for one day?

Ayato: ーー Anyway, Reiji. Who’s this chick anyway? Tonight’s dinner?

Sharon: D-Dinner...!? I’m sorry but...Why are you all talking as if I’m food or something!?

Ayato: Shut it! Nobody asked for your opinion, Ichigo Pantsu.

Sharon: I-Ichigo paーー!? I have a name...! ...It’s Sharon.

Ayato: Yeah, yeah. I-chi-go Pa-n-tsu.

Laito: Hm~ This Bitch-chan does smell sweet just like strawberries. Perhaps I should call you ‘Ichigo-chan’ instead~?

Kanato: She really does. I’m sure her blood would taste just as sweet...Oh? What’s that, Teddy? You’d like to have a taste? Fufu...Good idea. I was just feeling a little peckish myself.

Reiji: Haah...I shall be in my study room. ...Ayato, Kanato, Laito. Please treat our new resident with some respect. It would be a shame to lose another one so soon.

Sharon: ...Wait, please! I’m afraid I don’t quite grasp the situation yet!

Reiji: Haah...Good grief. You must not be very smart, are you? Did you truly believe you would be allowed to stay here for free?

Sharon: ...Eh?

Laito: Nfu~ He’s right, Ichigo-chan. Everything in this world comes at a price. In your case...That would be the delicious blood pumping through your veins...

Sharon: M-My blood...? 

Ayato: Heh. You seriously haven’t realized?

Kanato: Teddy...Humans are truly so foolish, aren’t they?

Subaru: Che...Stop beatin’ ‘round the bush already and just tell her.

Shuu: We are Vampires. So the only thing a human such as yourself would have to offer, is your blood.

Reiji: In return, you will be allowed to stay here in this manor. Food, clothes and all other daily necessities willl be provided as well.

Sharon: Vam...pires? That must be some sort of joke, right? It was the Church who arranged this place for me! They would neverーー! 

Besides...Vampires only exist in fairytales!

Reiji: Good grief. This is why I simply cannot deal with humans. Not only are they incredibly foolish, they are horribly naive and trusting as well.

Subaru: In other words, you were set up. Just deal with it.

Sharon: ...

( No way, right...? This has to be some sort of mistake? Or a bad dream...? )

Shuu: Pwaah...Anyway, you guys do as you please. I’m going to my room to nap.

Subaru: I’m leaving too.

Reiji: Well then, if you’d excuse me now.

The three of them leave.

Sharon: ...

Laito: Oh dear~? Is that despair I see in your eyes? You poor little thing! Don’t worry, Laito-kun wil make sure to comfort you. After all, there is no better cure for betrayal than pleasure.

Ayato: Don’t be so down, Ichigo Pantsu! It’s not that bad of a deal! You get to offer your blood to Yours Truly after all!

Kanato: Fufu...I’m sure we’ll get along just fine. If you’re lucky, you might even make it into my precious collection one day~

Sharon: ...!!

She suddenly pushes them away.

*THUD*

Ayato: ...Woah!?

Laito: ...Aah~ Not bad, Ichigo-chan! I like myself a feisty girl at times!

Kanato: Ugh! ...What are you doing!? I nearly dropped Teddy just now.

Sharon: ...

She runs upstairs.

Location: Sakamaki Manor ;; Hallway

Sharon: Haah, haah, haah...

( Say, God...? )

( Is this my penalty...? )

( Are you punishing me for my crimes of the past...? )

Monologue

I just kept on running and running.

As said question repeated itself inside my head.

That must be it.

Those guys were exactly right. 

Humans are foolish. I was foolish. 

Foolish to believe I would be given a new home.

After all, people like me.

ーー They don’t deserve a happy ending.

ーー PROLOGUE: END ーー

[ Dark Prologue ] ->

[i-growl-growl-growl]

Could you do a Yandere nct reaction to how would be the first kiss with their s/o

—————————————————————————-

I took over and finished this one.

~Ahreum Rhea

—————————————————————————-

Taeil: “Jagiya, you didn’t flinch away this time! That means you get to have a reward, isn’t that nice? See? When you do good and please me, you’ll be rewarded. I rather enjoyed that kiss- I think I’ll have another grabs you by your waist and steals a deep and longer kiss. Ahh, that hit the spot. Wouldn’t you agree..?”

Taeyong: “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist for too long. Surprisingly, you’ve been able to go far longer than any other girl- that’s one of the things I like about you despite it being irritating as fuck. Nothing a good punishment couldn’t handle, but I digress. Most girls would’ve been on my dick the first night, but you aren’t most girls, though. That’s why you’re my kitten and mine alone. No one else will ever have you.”

Johnny: “Mmm, you’re a better kisser than I thought, y/n, that was pretty damn good. You don’t practice with anyone do you? Good, because your lips don’t need to touch some low life punk who just wants to get his dick wet. You’re too good for that. Trust me, y/n, there are way too many guys out there like that. You don’t have to worry about that with me, I’ll keep my little one safe from all harm forehead/ head kiss.” 

Yuta: “Mm you taste so sweet, babe. I could just eat you up- if you’re good that is he licks up your neck ; ). I’m kidding! Sorta. Lets go for a french kiss next! I wanna taste you some more. Maybe I will just eat you up after all pulls you close. I’d love to just bend you over this counter and fuck your brains out, though. Hmm, maybe later…”

Kun: “Lovely, just like you. Sweet, innocent, cute, and warm. That’s you, y/n. I’m glad to be sharing this moment with you. Pulls you close I can’t imagine you falling into someone else’s hands, only to have your heart torn apart. I would never allow such a thing. For you to be hurt, I mean. Anyways, why don’y you move in with me? It’ll be great, you’ll see..”  

Doyoung: “I was waiting for the moment when you’d want to kiss me. I was almost worried that you’d chosen someone else…Hm? Yeah, I’m fine, I’m just happy is all. What did you want to ask me? You want to be my gf? Really? I’m glad you asked! I’d be the happiest man in the world!”

Ten: “Fine like wine, y/n. You’re a damn good kisser! Its about time you came around, I was seriously starting to think you liked Taeyoung- I know how often you two talk. No? Good then. Be my girlfriend and kiss me again, ok? I don’t believe that you really want me all to yourself yet.” 

Jaehyun: “Took longer than I expected, but it was worth the wait since it’s you. It’s a small step forward in the right direction and I expect to receive more kisses from now on, understand? That’s why you’re mine, babygirl. To love me and let me love you back. Other women wish they could be in your place. As a reward, you can sit on me lap and kiss me more.”

WinWin: “Honestly, everyday I wonder how I became so lucky as to have you right here with me. Despite having to keep you locked up, you still gave me a kiss willingly. That just proves that you love me, y/n. I’m glad you realize that now. Maybe we can finally be the perfect couple that I’ve dreamed of us being.”

Jungwoo: As he pulls back looking into your eyes “you’ve got the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen, and I see myself in them. You’re the only one I want and I’m sure. What I felt just now proves that my heart wasn’t lying and I know you felt it too. I’m glad we can finally be together now. Lets go ho- to my place, I mean..I-it’s getting late.” 

Lucas: Smirk “Wow, babe. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were waiting for that kiss just as long as I was. Why are you being so affectionate all of a sudden? Has my baby gotten needy for daddy?? Good! You deserve a reward, for that, babygirl. I’ll give you pleasure beyond your imagination bites lip.” 

Mark: “Mmm chuckles as he pulls back your kiss is heart warming..you make me feel things I’ve never felt before. You’ve had my heart for a while now, but I want yours. I knew I wanted you from the moment I saw you but now I want something more. Grabs your hand and pulls you close Be my gf, y/n.” 

Xiaojun: Is silent for a moment as he stares into your eyes, a soft look in his own. He gently brushes your cheek with the back of his hand, seemingly mesmerized. “Y/n, no one has ever kissed me before. That was..very nice. It’s getting dark, why don’t we go to my place and watch movies? Maybe we could do this again. Of course I’ll be your bf- I’ve been waiting for this moment..” (girl/boy, run). 

 Hendery: Smirks “you know, I was gonna torture you if you didn’t kiss me soon, right? It’s a good thing you decided when you did or else our first kiss would have been bloody. Oh no, don’t be scared- you’ve done exactly what I wanted you to do. Now you’ll get a reward! Your family and friends are off limits, but maybe I’ll take you out on a little date for a few hours. Give me another kiss, maybe I’ll do it.”

RenJun: “It’s about time! I was waiting so long for this I thought I’d have to make you kiss me. Though it’s not nearly as much affection as I would like, I’m not gonna spoil the moment. In fact, I’ll return the favor by giving you a glimpse of what’s to come pulls you close with one hand at your lower back and the other supporting your neck, giving you a long and deep kiss that makes you weak in the knees. That’s how I like it he whispers.”

Jeno: “Mm, that was wonderful, y/n, and you did it all by yourself! I’m glad you’ve finally decided to come around and kiss me. I won’t push you to go any farther with how good you’ve been but you need to do is keep it up, alright? Since you’ve been so good, I’ll let you pick out the movie we get to watch and I’ll order your favorite.” 

Haechan: “This is by far our best date, y/n. Not only did we have fun all day long, we also got to finish it off with kisses and cuddles- our first kiss at that! To what even better is that you’re good at it. I demand more kisses. Don’t stop until I tell you to or I’ll punish you kisses.”

Jaemin: “I don’t want this moment to end, y/n. Let’s stay together as bf and gf forever. I’ll always give you kisses and hugs whenever you need them. Just return the affection, though, ok? I don’t want things to turn…aggressive. Oh, and I don’t share- you’re mine and mine alone, so delete y/f/n number. I don’t want you talking to him. I mean it..”

Yangyang: “Hmm, that was too good. You kiss as if you’ve done this before. Oh, you have? With who? Seriously, him? You won’t be seeing him anymore, y/n. I’m the only one you’ll ever kiss and, if I find out you’ve touched someone else or let them touch you, I’ll strangle them with my bare hands. I might just make you watch, haha!”

Chenle: “Wah, you’re a good kisser. You must have had practice, huh? No? You sure? Good, cuzz I was gonna say I’d have to deal with someone if they’ve ever kissed you. Only I can do that. You’re mine and mine only, and I’m yours, got it?” 

(The bunny is so cute I- afggrjgnakgje)

Jisung: “Aww, Jagiya, that was so cute, you tried so hard haha. Was it your first kiss? That’s good, I’m glad to be your first. Don’t worry, you’ll get the hang of it cuzz I’ll teach you every chance I get and, luckily for you, I’m the best kisser ; ). Ah, jagiya, I’m never letting you go pecks.”

[solartranslations]

VF Nova Love x Laugh 2: Duetto (TN: Duet)

She heads for the harbor, which looks more festive than usual. It’s a perfect day for…

~*Scene: Harbor*~

Liberta: Dante! We’re ready!

Dante: Good. You picked a great spot, Liberta

Liberta: Hehe, right? I walked all over looking for a spot that would make a good background!

❤≪Dante≫ Seems as usual ❤≪Liberta≫ Seems happy

Daily: It’s a perfect day for shooting!

Pleasure: I can’t wait

Place: The wind is a little strong though…

Daily: Regalo sunshine is awesome!

Pleasure: This shoot will be so fun!

Place: The sea is so pretty!

(*wind)

Luca: If only the wind would die down, the weather couldn’t be better for a shoot

❤≪Luca≫ Seems as usual

Person: Ojou-sama looks like a fairy today!

Person: It might be better if her skirt was just a little longer

Place: It would be perfect if the wind wasn’t so strong

Felicita: ?

Nova: Hey…

❤≪Nova≫ Seems concerned

Person: You should explain first!

Person: I can’t calm down with her dressed like that…

Liberta: Huh? What?

Nova: You told us to come out here, but why are you all so excited?

Liberta: Ah! Oh, right!

Nova: Don’t “oh, right” me! Explain what’s going on!

Nova: You dragged us out all of a sudden and gave her that dress to change into…

>What did you need us for?

>I want to change back into my suit…

Dante: We’d like you and Nova to be our models

Felicita: !

Nova: Models for what?

Liberta: Oh, it’s for the cover of “Guida Regalo”

Liberta: Huuuh? But you look great

Felicita: …

Luca: Yes, Ojou-sama. We don’t do photo-shoots often. You just have to dress up

Nova: First of all, you never said anything about photographing us. Start from that

❤≪Nova≫ Seems irritated

Person: I will have him explain this

Person: I can’t calm down with her dressed like that

Liberta: Huh? I didn’t?

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems concerned

Person: They actually look good together

Pleasure: This shoot will be so fun!

Place: The wind is strong today

Dante: Really, Luca? You didn’t explain this to them?

Luca: Oh, I guess we were just so excited…I thought we did explain. Sorry

Luca: Okay, I’ll quickly explain the shoot for today then

❤≪Luca≫ Seems thrilled

Person: That look in Ojou-sama’s eyes…she’s angry

Pleasure: Ojou-sama always looks amazing!

Nova: Yeah

Luca: We ran into Federica from Federica Dress the other day

Luca: We talked about Guida Regalo, and she really wanted Ojou-sama to be on the cover of the next issue

Nova: If you just want her, then you don’t need me

Luca: Well, that’s true but…

Dante: She said that the theme for this issue was “ristorante for couples”

❤≪Dante≫ Seems happy

Person: Ojou-san and Nova are the stars for today

Pleasure: I’m your in-house photographer…just kidding!

Liberta: So that’s why she wanted the photo to be of a couple if possible

Dante: And when we heard that, we thought Ojou-san and Nova would be perfect. So we decided to ask

Luca: The photo-shoot won’t even take that long. The camera we’re using is a special one I’ve modified with alchemy

Luca: Which means it’ll be done processing just a few seconds after pressing the shutter

Nova: …Well, what do you think? It’s your choice. I’ll go with whatever you decide

❤≪Nova≫ Seems concerned

Link: We’re here so we might as well

Person: So they’re using that box to take the photo

Daily: Guida Regalo is that tourism magazine

>I want to be in the picture with Nova

>I can do it on my own

Nova: If that’s what you want, then I don’t mind

Luca: Thank you so much! We’ll take a nice picture, so look forward to it

Nova: Right. I’m sure it would look better with you by yourself and with me

Luca: Don’t say that. You should take it together! I’m sure it’ll turn out great

Love

~*Scene: Harbor*~

Dante: Okay, Ojou-san, Nova…are you ready?

❤≪Dante≫ Seems to be hiding something

Person: They look great together

Pleasure: I’ll show them how great I am!

Nova: Yeah

❤≪Nova≫ Seems as usual

Person: I’ll go along with it just for today

Place: There’s so many people…

Felicita: Yeah

Dante: Okay Ojou-san, stand next to that street lamp for me

Dante: And Nova, you stand about five behind Ojou-san

Nova: Is here okay?

Dante: Yes, that’s good. Now Ojou-san, turn your head to face Nova. And Nova, reach out your hand towards Ojou-san

Nova: What kind of pose is this?

Luca: Ooh, you’re good, Dante. Should we title this “Reaching out towards Your Lover”?

❤≪Luca≫ Seems happy

Place: The wind has gotten stronger…

Person: Ojou-sama looks amazing no matter what she wears!

Dante: Hahaha, something like that. Haha

Nova: Hey…can’t we do a different pose

❤≪Nova≫ Seems concerned

Person: Don’t mess with us!

Pleasure: So embarrassing…

Person: Since it’s with you…it might be fun

Nova: …But, I guess…we can have fun with it

Nova: Uwah…the wind is so strong…

Nova: Wh-whoa! Hold your skirt down!

❤≪Nova≫ Seems confused

Person: Be aware of what you’re wearing right now!

Place: This wind is from the sea?

Nova: Just do it!

Liberta: Ah, again!

(*float)

Nova: Ugh…I have no choice!

(*dash)

Luca: Huh?

❤≪Luca≫ Seems confused

Person: I can’t believe…it ended up like this…!

Person: So depending on the situation, even Nova would…

Dante: Nova…

❤≪Dante≫ Seems confused

Person: Nova’s always so serious and yet!?

Liberta: Nova, you would hug Ojou…

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems confused

Person: H-he hugged her!?

Nova: Uh…no, this is…

❤≪Nova≫ Can’t seem to handle it

Person: If you blush…then so will I!

Pleasure: It’s still warm…

(*blush) Felicita: !

Nova: It looked like her skirt was going to flip up. I was just trying to hold it down

Liberta: Her skirt? Oh, because of the wind

Luca: Oh, what a relief…. I thought you were up to something since you suddenly started hugging Ojou-sama

Felicita: Yeah

Nova: You don’t need to thank me. I just didn’t want it to happen

❤≪Nova≫ Seems as usual

Person: I don’t want anyone else to see

Pleasure: I’m glad she didn’t hate it…

Nova: So don’t worry about it

Liberta: Hey, Dante. Isn’t there a good mood going on between then?

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems excited ❤≪Luca≫ Seems excited ❤≪Dante≫ Seems happy

Person: They’re making good expressions!

Daily: I want to take one too!

Person: Ojou-sama is smiling nicely

Person: I feel lonely somehow

Person: They’re both smiling!

Arcana: The future of Regalo depends on you two

Dante: Yes, they do. That’s why they were perfect for this issue’s theme

Luca: Dante, now’s the time to take it

Dante: Right

~*Scene: Popolarita Street*~

Felicita: *smile*

Nova: Right, we got the sample for the issue we were in. That shoot was rough though

❤≪Nova≫ Seems as usual

Place: That shoot took forever

Person: She looks happy

Nova: …That cover photo…when did they take this one?

Nova: But, our smiles in it are nice

❤≪Nova≫ Seems nervous

Pleasure: Her smile is so nice…

Love: It’s cute…I think

Felicita: Yeah

Nova: Having our pictures taken like that is actually kind of nice

~*End of Scene*~

Laugh

~*Scene: Harbor*~

Luca: Okay, Ojou-sama. Please stand next to that street lamp

❤≪Luca≫ Seems happy

Person: Ojou-sama looks amazing no matter what she wears!

Pleasure: I can’t wait…!

Place: The wind has gotten stronger…

Luca: Yes, thank you. –Dante, is that a good position?

Dante: Yes, that’s fine

❤≪Dante≫ Seems as usual

Place: The sea breeze is stronger than usual today

Person: Those two sure look good together

Liberta: Ojou…you sure look like a high class lady dressed like that

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems happy

Person: Nova’s so lucky~

Pleasure: I want a picture too afterwards

Nova: But, isn’t that technically what she is?

❤≪Nova≫ Seems as usual

Person: Since she’s Papa’s daughter

Person: Seeing her wear something besides her suit is nice once in a while

Pleasure: This is fun…

Luca: Not technically. She is absolutely the Ojou-sama of Arcana Famiglia

Dante: Okay, Ojou-san. Look this way at the camera

Felicita: Okay

Luca: Finally. I can’t wait!

Nova: Yeah

(*wind)

Dante: Whoa!

❤≪Dante≫ Seems happy

Pain: My hands shook…

Place: I’ll take it again when the wind dies down

Liberta: Wah, that’s some wind!

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems excited

Place: What’s with the wind!?

Person: Just now, was that Ojou’s…

Felicita: !

Nova: Hey! Hold your skirt down!

❤≪Nova≫ Seems concerned

Place: This is bad!

Person: Why haven’t you noticed…!

Luca: Ojou-sama!

❤≪Luca≫ Seems concerned

Person: Is Ojou-sama alright!?

Place: The problem with the harbor is the strong winds…

(*float)

Nova: Uh…

❤≪Nova≫ Seems shocked

Person: …Floral print

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems shocked

Person: Ahh…I-I think I saw!?

❤≪Luca≫ Seems shocked

Person: Just now, I saw…

Person: Ojou-sama’s face is looking…

❤≪Dante≫ Seems shocked

Person: That was a mistake…

Liberta: O-Ojou…

Dante: Uh…

Luca: Ojou-sama…

Liberta: I-It’s okay, Ojou! I didn’t see anything!

Dante: Yes. Ojou-san, relax. I saw nothing

Felicita: *glare*

Luca: There’s no need to doubt us. It’s true. We didn’t see anything

Nova: Right…nobody saw your floral print panties

Liberta: Huh!? N-Nova, what are you…

❤≪Liberta≫ Can’t seem to handle it

Person: What are you saying!?

Person: Right, floral print…what am I thinking!

Nova: Ah!?

❤≪Nova≫ Seems to want to run away

Pain: I didn’t mean to say that…

Person: They were pi…nope! I have forgotten!/i>

Felicita: …

Nova: N-no! That was a mistake! I really didn’t…

Felicita: Hyah!

(*crash)

Nova: Guh!

Liberta: Ouch…Nova, you okay?

❤≪Liberta≫ Seems concerned ❤≪Luca≫ Seems concerned ❤≪Dante≫ Seems concerned

Person: Is he okay?

Person: He shouldn’t have said that

Person: Ojou-sama’s kick is always perfect!

Person: Although I feel bad for Nova…

Person: A perfect kick!

Person: My condolences, Nova…

Dante: That was a wonderful kick, but it certainly must have hurt

Luca: I haven’t seen Ojou-sama get that mad for a long time. It might be a while…

Nova: …Ah…today is a terrible day…

❤≪Nova≫ Seems to want to cry

Pain: I’ll apologize later…

Pain: “Words can lead to disaster”…that Giapponese saying is right on the mark

~*End of Scene*~

(Continue to Nova Love x Laugh 3)

(Back to Directory)

[serendipitykpop]

a bouquet of flowers

Pairing: kim hanbin x reader

Summary: “A bouquet of flowers for me?”

The familiar sound of the bell atop the door rang throughout the flower shop as Hanbin walked inside. He loudly announced his arrival, knowing how the owner was during this time of day. Alex poked his head out from around the corner, and let out a gasp. His eyes lit up at who it was, which amused the boy.

“You’re back!”

“I’m back.”

“You came back sooner than I thought, but here to make some more bouquets?” He shyly nodded, then followed after him to the studio where he had come to make his second home because how frequent he visited the shop.

Glancing at the elated expression on Alex’s face, Hanbin noticed the crumbs around his lips. He let out a laugh, which caught the attention of the shop owner. He raised an eyebrow as Hanbin pointed to the spots where they were present. He ran the back of his back against his lips, and felt them. He gasped, and immediately brushed them off as his cheeks grew rosy red. He thanked him for saving him from looking like a fool.

“Looks like I interrupted you.”

“I was still eating, yes, but how could I pass up the opportunity to hang out with you?” Alex grinned, and gave him a pat on the back. The corner of Hanbin’s curled up into a smile as he shook his head.

“Go, and finish your food, you idiot. I can wait until you’re done.”

Alex chuckled, scoffing. “As if you need to wait for me. You already know where everything is, and you don’t need my help on anything anymore.”

Hanbin let out an embarrassing sound at the same time his cheeks started to heat up.

Alex smirked, and winked. “You’re an expert now, Hanbin. You’re no longer that clumsy boy who didn’t know a thing about flowers.”

“Alex.”

The shop owner couldn’t help but tease him a little more. It had been a while since the two of you seen each other after all. They were both busy people, especially Hanbin, so they didn’t meet often, other than when he came in for flowers. He had been waiting for this moment, having so many things to tease him about stored in his mind.

Alex crossed his arms, and let out a sigh as he leaned against the door frame.

“As I recall. You were so nervous the first time you came here. It was quite funny to watch, actually. You fretted about the littlest things, wanting it to be perfect for this special someone in your life. I’m pretty sure you were mumbling frantic nonsense the whole time because you didn’t know what you were doing. You asked all about the flowers, which colors look best together, which wrapping and ribbon to use to make it the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen. What a cute, and naive little boy you were back then, Hanbin.”

“Are you done?” Hanbin whined, holding his burning cheeks in his hands. Alex let out a laugh, and nodded. He ushered him to go look for his flowers before going to grab the rest of his lunch from the other room.

Looking at the flowers scattered, and decorated around the shop, Hanbin marveled at them, still awestruck every time he came here. There were so many he could choose from, all with different meanings. That was why he had such a hard time choosing which ones to convey what he wanted to say.

After much thought, he finally decided. A mixture of sunflowers, and roses in a bouquet for you. Then a bright bouquet made with different colored tulips for his mother, and a bouquet of daisies for his sister.

“Jeez, you took forever to choose, Hanbin. I almost became an old man by the time I came back.” Alex smirked, walking in with his bowl of food, and cladding in his uniform.

“Ha ha.”

“So. What’s the occasion this time?” He spoke through a mouthful of food. Ignoring that, Hanbin hummed, and shrugged. A small smile appeared on his lips, and Alex just knew he was in one of his moods again.

“Just thought I could surprise my mother, sister, and Y/N with flowers today.”

Alex leaned onto the counter while Hanbin grabbed the materials he needed for the two bouquets.

“How sweet! Kim Hanbin is such a romantic for doing this for his partner!”

Hanbin rolled his eyes, and bumped shoulders with the older boy. Despite being hit, Alex kept teasing him about how sweet he could be, always thinking of the two of you no matter what he did.

“Wah! Y/N, Hanbyul, and Mama Kim sure are three lucky people. To have such thoughtful boy like you in their lives! Wow!”

“Shut up already, you idiot.”

Alex snickered, and held his hands up in surrender. Hanbin shook his head, then got started on the bouquets. The two boys joked around, and caught up on what was going on their lives. It didn’t take long to make all three bouquets even when he tried to perfect them.

Adding in the last of the touches of money for his mother, a note with a cheesy message for you, and a drawing for his sister, he was finished. He looked to Alex, and he gave him a nod of approval. 

“You sure do like making those bouquets, and are even pretty good at it. Maybe I could convince you to stay forever to manage the flower shop with me.” That earned Alex a smack upside the head, and a glare. He giggled, and nodded. “It was worth a shot.”

After bidding farewell to his friend, he shot you a text to see if you were home. He planned to go to his mother’s house first, then yours to spend the rest of the day with you.

As expected, his mother was delighted to see him, and even more so when she saw what he brought her. She was ecstatic when she saw the bills in with the flowers. She hugged, and smothered him in motherly love, which had the boy smiling from ear to ear.

His sister was happy to be getting the flowers, but seeing him after school was more of a gift to her. When she saw him standing there in the kitchen, she bolted into his arms with a shy smile on her face. He happily held her as he asked for kisses, and hugs.

Before he could spend anymore time with them, he was kicked out to deliver the last bouquet to his partner. He was left outside in disbelief as he turned around to face them. They looked at each other, and giggled. They then told him to come visit more often, but right now, he should be at your door instead. He laughed, and nodded, bidding his farewell to the two of them.

He hailed a taxi to your place, nervous the whole way there. He stood outside your place, his trembling hands holding the bouquet as he thought of what your reaction would be. You’ve always loved when he showed up unexpectedly like this.

“Hanbin? What are you doing here?” The front door opened, startling him out of his thoughts. He raised his head, and softly smiled at the sight. You must’ve been taking a nap because your hair was sticking up in many places. He bit back his laughter, and showed you the bouquet. Your eyes widened, and lit up. “A bouquet of flowers for me?”

“Mm.”

“What’s the occasion?” You shyly asked, already feeling your cheeks burn up.

“What? Can I not give you flowers?”

You pouted at him. You held the bouquet close to your chest, and he chuckled. He pulled you into a hug, and placed a kiss on your forehead. Your heart melted at the affection as you leaned into him.

“I just don’t understand is all. I haven’t done anything to deserve these.”

Hanbin softly smiled.

“You deserve being spoiled regardless of what you do, or don’t do.”

“Hanbin,” You whined, burying your face into him. 

“Just you wait, darling. There is more spoiling you to come.”

Tag: @johnnyuten

[vidkid20ssimblrlair]

Episode 16: What About Grace (Part 1)

Last night had been a turning point for me. For the first time in this godforsaken world, I felt truly alone. These people had welcomed me with open arms and now they couldn't even look me in the eye. My truth and past had made me an outcast. I could hear Audrey laughing now in the kitchen. She was talking to me now thankfully, but how long would that last? How long before the others convinced her I was just some scumbag thief? She fit here. I didn't. I don't think anything I could say now could make me fit.

I passed the kitchen and out the now boarded up door that led out to the backyard. I sat down on the steps. Everyone seemed to be inside enjoying breakfast. Pancakes as usual. Unfortunately for me, I wasn't welcomed. The first thing this morning I was met with looks of disgust and fear as I walked through the hallways upstairs. Wade looked at me as if I was a monster as he exited the bathroom. Aaron immediately closed his door upon seeing me. He looked as if seen a ghost. Then Lin stared at me looking unsure as we locked eyes on the stairs. Then there was Matthew. He truly hated me now. He peered out from the living room watching me with utter contempt on his face.

In fact, Audrey and Omar seemed to be the only ones left who still liked me or tolerated me at least. Well, those that I could confirm. I hadn't seen Grace, Mr. Jones, Madison, Tao or Nathan. Not even DJ. I had overhead DJ talking to Jones this morning in the hallway about the corpses. From the sounds of it, he would be spending most of the day taking out any he saw roaming around the premises after what happened last night. I was sort of relieved by this. If he had any thoughts about kicking me out I could at least prepare myself for the blow and hopefully make up a good plea for Audrey to stay.

I groaned feeling absolutely miserable and worn out. The sun was beating down on me and the heat was sweltering today. Summer was definitely making itself known. Luckily no corpses seemed to be around, but nature still thrived. I watched some birds fly over me. I found it fascinating how they had somehow survived in this fucked up world. I had even seen a deer in my travels. I closed my eyes trying to clear my mind taking in the organic sounds around me.

"Hey, Vincey! Breakfast?!"

A very loud and obnoxious voice then startled me. I looked up to see Audrey standing over me with a stupid grin on her face.

"Ahh! Shit! What are you a ninja? I didn't even hear you. What the hell?"

She giggled and placed her hand on her hip. "Maybe, but aren't you hungry?"

"No," I mumbled sitting up.

"You're lying. Come in and eat something."

"Nah. I don't eat where I'm not wanted. And I know I'm not wanted."

She cocked her head. "What makes you think that?"

"You haven't seen how they look at me now. They hate me."

"Wah Wah! They hate meeee! You sound like a kid," she said mocking me.

I rolled my eyes. "You know I liked you better when you were unconscious."

"Always the insults with you," she jested. "Well, continue your pity party out here. I'm going inside. I'll make sure Madison saves you a plate.

"Yeah, thanks."

"But Vince..."

"What?!"

A warm smile graced her face. "What you did last night was pretty brave. I'm glad you told the truth."

I shrugged. "Nothing to it."

She went back in the house and I leaned back staring up at the sky again. The wind was kicking up making the heat more tolerable. I checked in my pocket for my cigarette. I had been saving one since the gas station. It was stale, but it would do the trick. I stuck the cig in my mouth and dug in my other pocket for the lighter I bummed off of Nathan, but I stopped midway during my search when I heard footsteps. I took the cigarette out of my mouth and glanced over my shoulder to see Grace standing over me now.

She smiled and sat down beside me. I wasn't really sure how to react to her. We had barely talked since my introduction into the house. We exchanged pleasantries here and there, but we hadn't had a real conversation. Audrey, on the other hand, had become quite fond of her though. Still, it felt strange sitting next to her and from what I heard I should tread lightly when speaking with her.

"Hey," I said feeling suddenly nervous. "Something up?"

"Whew, it's hot. No. Just enjoying the scenery, child," she said wiping sweat off her forehead. "Besides, I thought you might need some company. You look...troubled."

"Nah, Ms. Grace. I'm fine. Just...just lost in thought," I sighed as I fiddled with my cigarette.

She shook her head and took my hands into hers. I turned to meet her eyes and she had the sweetest expression on her face. One of understanding and concern, but I wasn't convinced she could comprehend what I was going through even if I did tell her. Alzheimer's had crippled her emotionally and robbed her of the complexities of thought. If I confided in her I assumed I would just upset her, but what she said next astonished me.

"You're worried about last night," she said plainly. "You told us about your criminal past and now everyone's tiptoeing around you like you're some bad guy."

I looked at her stunned. She laughed and continued. "I know. I see. I got two eyes. Just because I got Alzheimer's don't make me stupid, Mr. Martez. I listen. Now I don't always understand, but when I do I do," she said winking. "Now would you like to know what I think of you?"

"Well...uh..."

"I think you have a good heart," she said now placing one hand on my chest. "I can tell. You know too, but you doubt yourself, but I can tell you you're no monster. No matter what you've done. Your past is only part of your story. The rest is up to you to tell and from the looks of it, you got a lot left to tell. You're here for a reason."

"Here for a reason. Maybe I just got lucky," I thought out loud.

"That's more than luck. I don't know what you believe in, but someone or something wants you here and they’re watching over you," she said quietly. "You’re getting your second chance. We'll all are and we better not waste it."

"How you figured that?"

She closed eyes and sighed. "I could sit here like this forever. It's so nice here, but it's best I get back to Omar. That man will lose his mind if he doesn't have breakfast and his morning paper."

"Ms. Grace. Are you ok?"

She stretched and began climbing to her feet. I rose up immediately and helped her the rest of the way. I took her arm in mine and guided her to the door.

"You got a good heart, Vince. You're a good man," she said nodding as I held the door open for her.

I chuckled. "Thanks. I wish everyone else thought the same as you."

She stopped in the doorway and folded her arms eyeing me suddenly serious now. "They will. They're just afraid and it's easier to be afraid nowadays. Also smarter to be cautious."

I was speechless.

"Besides, according to society, we should be afraid of you. Especially me. A little old lady in the presence of a convict. Heaven forbids", she smirked. "But I'm not and society no longer exists. Time's are changing my friend."

I couldn’t hide how impressed I was with her. I stared at her in amazement. Then I saw her smile slowly fade and her confidence diminish with it. Suddenly she looked confused as if she was looking for something.

"Something wrong?"

"No. Just looking for that darn cat. Ms. Fluffy," she said looking frantic suddenly. "Also the paperboy hasn't delivered the paper these past few days. Omar will be so upset."

"Grace. There's no newspaper or paperboy, honey. Come on, you need a nap," Omar said appearing at the doorway beside her. He turned his attention to me. "She been bothering you?"

"No. Not at all."

"Talking nonsense?"

"Actually not much at all. Everything she said up till now has made the most sense," I said shaking my head in disbelief.

He first looked at me as if I was crazy, but he quickly smiled and patted me on the shoulder. I watched the two of them enter the house then and suddenly Tao appeared. He poked his head out the door looking nervous. His eyes darting from me to elsewhere.

"Whatsup kid? Something the matter?" I asked staring at him.

He looked around and whispered, "Um...did you really kill people?"

A small laugh escaped my lips. "No."

"So you’re really innocent?"

"Yeah. Now I'm no saint, but yeah I was."

"No. I was just wondering," he said coly as he shuffled on his feet. "Do you have a mugshot?"

I chuckled again. "Tao.”

“What? I mean it’s dope if you do.”

“Tao, go in the house!”

“What? What I do?"

I laughed again hardily. I could barely contain myself. I put my arm around him and guided him towards the door. Carefree. My mind and body feeling a bit lighter now. I hadn't won over everyone, but this was a start.

For once I felt hopeful, but it was a feeling that would be short-lived. Maybe not so much the hope, but the feeling of ease. An ease that would be lost that very night and replaced with the feeling of utter despair.

Previous Episode- Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

All Episodes

[saanphoenix]

This goes out to @edwobcharlisle, who just really wanted Connor in booty shorts.

Disclaimer: There’s a lot of swearing and Reader has about the same emotional awareness as Connor, tbh.

Word Count: ~2400

You gasp for air as you chase after Connor. He’s hot on the tail of a suspect--burglary, caught on camera a few blocks back--while you… You’re not-so-hot on the tail of Connor. You’ve been trying to keep up, legs and side screaming at you for the injustice you’re putting them through, but you’ve missed a few...weeks...at the gym, so caught up in work as you’ve been. It shows. You should be faster than this. You’ve been faster than this. But now? Now you’re yards away, hyper focused on the flapping Android jacket of your temporary partner’s while you pray he doesn’t take to jumping over any fences or taking any hairpin turns because you--

Connor hangs a right, down another alley. The action is precise. No doubt calculated to use his momentum to his advantage.

You have to grab hold of the brick wall to slingshot yourself around before you slam into a dumpster. The flesh it scrapes off your hand doesn’t feel too good but you make do. Everything else is burning, what’s one more thing?

The moment your eyes land on the chain link fence in the near distance you cringe. You can make it over. It’ll slow you down even more, and you won’t like it, but you can do it.

Thankfully, you don’t have to. The suspect slows in preparation of his climb and Connor, not needing to do such a human thing, keeps going. The man grunts as Connor collides with his back, tackling him to the ground.

“Man, get offa me!” The guy wheezes, Connor’s knee in his back. You fall beside them. Grabbing a hold of the suspect’s arms, with Connor’s assistance, you put him in cuffs. “I didn’t do anything!”

“Yeah, that’s why you ran,” you sass, breathless.

“Because you were chasing me!”

“We have you on camera,” Connor replies. He doesn’t flounder nearly as much as you do when the suspect tries to throw both of you off. “There’s no point in lying.”

Cuffs secure, you step back and let Connor haul the guy to his feet. There’s fight left in him, but the vice grip Connor has on his arm and the intense stare he gives keep the man in check. Connor may be a deviant--hell, all androids are now, technically--but that doesn’t detract from how robotic he can seem at times, like a machine hellbent on completing its task. A machine you don’t want to cross.

“Fuck you! That wasn’t me.”

Connor clearly isn’t convinced. After all, you know Connor can identify anyone with a quick face scan. There’s no way in hell this guy isn’t the burglar. Unless he has a twin who was wearing the same exact outfit and who just so happened to be in the same area at the same time.

You roll your eyes. “Save it for the station.”

“Don’t I get rights?”

“No--”

“You have the right to remain silent,” Connor interrupts. “Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?”

The suspect glares at him.

“With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?”

“Fuck. You. I’m not talking to no fucking cop, and certainly not an android.”

Connor ignores the dig. You scoff and shake your head. “C’mon, let’s get this asshole back to the car.”

“I ain’t--”

“Either move your damn feet or we’ll drag you,” you snap. “You’ve done made me chase you across Hell an’ half o’ Georgia. I don’t have the patience for your stupid temper tantrum. Maybe next time you decide to steal something, make sure there’s no cameras, asshole!”

The man huffs at you, mouth set in a pissed-off frown, but as Connor tugs on his arm, he follows.

Back at the station, burglar in his cell and waiting for his public defender, you plop into your chair. It used to be Hank’s chair, but with the lieutenant on administrative leave it’s yours until he gets back. Whenever Fowler decides that’s going to be.

You scrub at your face with your hands.

“Something wrong?” Connor asks you. When you peek through your fingers at him, he explains, “You’re usually not this upset after catching one of the bad guys.”

You sigh and lean back, hands plopping into your lap. “It’s just… I’m tired. And I shouldn’t be. I ran for a few minutes and I feel like an old man. No offense to Hank.” Connor smiles, a quick twitch of his lips, and lets you continue. “I was way too far behind you. What if something had happened?”

“Nothing happened.”

“What if something had?” You stress. “I wouldn’t have been able to get to you in time. I’m too damn slow. And the kicker is, I used to not be!”

“I do recall you being able to keep up with me that morning we went jogging together.” He’s teasing you. You can tell by the inflection in his voice and the subtle expression on his face.

You snort. “You sure you didn’t just slow down so I could keep up with you?” When Connor cheekily doesn’t respond, you fake offense, gasping dramatically. “Connor, how could you! You know I can’t improve if you sabotage me like that!”

“I did no such thing,” Connor replies smoothly. He nods, face contemplative. “If anything, this just proves you let yourself go.”

“Ouch. Twist the knife a little more, why don’tcha?” You sigh. “But you’re right. I haven’t worked out in forever. I know I should’ve, but paperwork upon paperwork upon interviews… Time flies.” You nod to him. “You’re lucky you don’t have muscles to atrophy.”

“I am.” He sits down on the corner of your desk, head tilted to the side. He’s scheming. You can’t guess what until he opens his mouth again. “Why don’t we go to the gym?”

“What? Now?”

He shrugs. “Our shift’s almost over. They’ll have someone else interview the suspect we caught. I don’t see why we couldn’t.”

Until now, you’d been under the impression you were going to go home after work to ruminate on your physical shortcomings some more, but the longer you stare into Connor’s eyes the quicker that plan fades from your mind to be replaced by Connor’s suggestion.

To hell with it. You’re feeling spontaneous. “Yeah, alright.” You stand up from your chair, only too late realizing doing so has put you soundly in Connor’s space. He doesn’t seem to mind, but you find it a little unnerving to have him looking up at you with his head so close to your chest. You turn to reach for your keys, using the action as an excuse to give you both some room.

You step back to free him from the confines of your desk and he hops off to join you. You hold up your hand. He stops, curious.

“Before we go, I need to go home and change. This--” you motion down to your work clothes, “--is not good for sweating in.” You pause and consider his own attire. “And you should probably do the same.”

He frowns. “Why? I don’t sweat.”

You huff a laugh, “Yeah, but it was awkward enough jogging along with a guy wearing a suit jacket and a tie. And I’ve definitely never seen someone wear such an outfit to the gym. Shorts and a tank-top? Athletic wear? Yes.” You smile fondly at the pout Connor gives you. You can see he understands what you’re getting at, he just finds it foolish since it’s not practical to him. “You’ll stick out like a sore thumb, trust me. If you don’t have anything, I’m sure Hank could help.”

“He’s not home.”

“How do you--”

“I know his schedule.”

“Right.”

“I’ll think of something,” Connor dismisses. He smiles at you. “I’ll meet you there.”

“Okay.” You make it two steps away before you turn around and frown at him. “You know where my gym is?”

Connor’s smile morphs into a smirk. “I noticed the card in your wallet.”

“You went through my wallet?” You accuse.

“I saw it when you purchased donuts this morning.”

You nod slowly. “Is there anything you don’t notice?”

“There’s a few things.” He teases with a hint of truth.

It takes you about a half-an-hour to arrive at the gym, what with the drive home, change of outfit, and drive there. You expect Connor to already be there but he’s not. You don’t let the fact bother you too much, chalking it up to him having trouble choosing an outfit. Instead, you set your sights on a treadmill near the back. The TV above it plays the news. You wish you had access to the remote. Nothing is less motivating than the sorry state of the world.

When you finally see Connor enter the building in the mirrors you’re facing, you nearly fly off the treadmill. You turn the machine off hurriedly and spin around to gawk at the android as he spots you and begins to walk towards you.

You’re not the only one who’s noticed him. Damn near everyone in the gym has, some in confused disgust and others with hints of approval. You wonder if any of them know he’s an android, lack of LED making him appear completely human. A fact that might be awkward to some of the ones giving him more appreciative looks.

“What in God’s name are you wearing?” You breathe as he stops before you.

The smile he’s wearing slips as he blinks and tilts his head. The disbelief in your voice causes him to frown. “You said shorts and a tank-top or athletic wear.”

“Wah-- Uh-- Pff.” You reply eloquently.

Shorts. You’d said shorts, not booty shorts. Black booty shorts and a salmon-colored tank top. Connor is a disaster. A good-looking disaster but a disaster nonetheless.

At your silent gawking, he asks, “What’s wrong with my choice?”

You tear your eyes away from his legs and try to remember that his eyes are in his face and that that’s where most people talk to during a conversation. You immediately regret your decision because now you’re faced with a choice--risk hurting his feelings or let him feel good about himself.

“Nothing,” you squeak. You clear your throat. “Nothing. It’s just, uh, you have some really nice legs. Great form. Cute moles.” If you resemble a deer in the headlights it’s only because now you’re wondering if you’re flirting or not and if that’s a good idea.

Connor regards you and you get the feeling he’s just as unsure about your intentions as you are. He recovers quickly, however. “Thank you,” he replies. “They were designed in a lab.”

The joke effortless releases the tension and you can’t help but grin. “Yeah, well, mine were designed by my parents, so.”

“CONNOR!”

Both of you flinch at the very loud shout of Hank’s. You look in horror to the front door Hank’s just entered in.

The man’s wearing an old hoodie and some equally well-worn shorts, a small bag dangling in his loose grip. His slack-jawed look moves from Connor’s face to his legs to his face to you and back to Connor’s legs again. He gestures with his free hand towards the android.

“What the hell are you wearing?!”

Connor’s shoulders slump as he looks from the lieutenant back to you. He’s pouting again, no doubt frustrated and annoyed at the fact the two humans that he’s spent the most time around don’t seem to like his clothes for some unnamed reason.

You put your hand on Connor’s shoulder as Hank comes stomping over and wordlessly convey that you’ve got this. You’ll take one for the team.

“I’m sorry, Hank.” You apologize. “I wanted to work out, Connor volunteered to accompany me, but he didn’t have any clothes, so… I gave him some of my old ones.” You can feel Connor’s gaze on the side of your face but you maintain eye contact with Hank. You have to sell the lie.

“So you gave him booty shorts?” Hank demands.

“Well--”

Hank turns his attention to Connor. “Why didn’t you just ask me for some clothes?”

“You said you weren’t going to be home,” he defends.

“Because I was coming here!”

“...Oh.” Connor shakes his head. “I’ve never known you to go to a gym.”

Hank sighs. “That’s because I haven’t had the energy. Still don’t. But I’m never gonna get the energy if I don’t get off my ass and do somethin’. And being on leave’s just making me stir crazy.” He shrugs. “I figured, ‘What the hell?’” He scoffs. “But now I gotta see everyone in the joint making goo-goo eyes at my partner.”

You reach out, slap Hank on the shoulder, and ignore the affronted look he gives it. “Aw, don’t worry Hank. I’m sure with a little time and effort, you’ll be able to rock some booty shorts yourself, and then everyone’ll make goo-goo eyes at you.”

“Oh, fuck you,” is Hank’s immediate response. He throws his hands up. “You two can wear all the Daisy Dukes you want. Leave me out of it.”

You lean conspiratorially over to whisper loudly to Connor, “The lady doth protest too much, methinks.”

Connor leans his head down closer to yours to do the same. “He does seem a bit jealous.”

“Is that so?” Hank questions. He then flips both of you off and turns on his heel to walk away. He walks clear across the room to a free weightlifting machine, plops his bag down, and sits. With a cheerful smile, he waves to the two of you and then proceeds to flip you off a second time.

“Ah. Good ol’ Hank.” You turn your smile up to Connor. Your breath catches as you realize how close his face is to yours. Just like earlier, he doesn’t seem to mind. Just like earlier, you smother the feeling that comes with that knowledge. “Seriously, though. The shorts are growing on me. You should wear them more often.”

Connor smirks. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

[parkkimjungmin-blog]

BTS Reaction: finding your weak spot

Hi all! Minnie here! I’m very sorry about the hiatus. All four of us are in college, so you can imagine the stress. On top of that, our finals are coming up soon and things have just been very stressful for all parties. 

As a little treat, I did this reaction that was requested by an anon a while back, so I hope this makes up for the absence <3 

Thank you for supporting us, lovelies!

- Admin Minnie 

RM

You were focused and intent on the page you were reading, eyebrows furrowed during certain sections that incited an emotional reaction from you. Lounging on your couch, legs crossed, looking as comfortable as ever, Namjoon watched you read in content and admired your beauty. It was still a bit early in the morning, so he focused on the bright light reflecting off of your figure to wake himself up. In the meantime, he was in awe of you and just how lucky he was to have you. He found it adorable that you were so focused on your book that you didn’t even noticed him walk in the room. He decided to play a joke on you. Smirking to himself like a giddy child, he snuck up behind you and tugged at the base of your hair. What happened next was shocking. You immediately dropped the book and let out a gasp that turned into a moan, your legs uncrossing and your toes curling in pleasure. Namjoon raised an eyebrow, and his smirk turned darker. He tightened his grip on your hair and tugged a bit harder, inciting another moan from you and caused you to spread your legs slightly. He pulled your hair harder so that he forced your head backwards to stare directly at him. Your cheeks were already flushed and your eyes widened at him. Namjoon traced his slender, long finger down your neck and into your shirt, still gripping your hair tightly, only increasing the intensity of your moans. The book was already dropped, but rested in your lap. Still gripping your hair, he moved around from the side of the couch to you and carefully tossed aside the book, marking your page before he climbed on top of you. He straddled your waist and you could feel his bulge poking you through his pants, already making you wet with lust for him. He leaned down and smirked at you. “I think the book can wait, hm?”

Jin

Sidestepping his jab at you with the spatula, you ran around the kitchen table to avoid Jin, laughing all the way. “Get back here and apologize!” Jin yelled, smiling and laughing as he tried to be serious. You shook your head, still laughing too hard to focus on Jin, who finally grabbed you in your fits of giggles. He tickled you all over, only making the fit worse, and absently led the both of you to the couch, throwing you underneath him and holding you down playfully. He continued tickling you all over, ignoring your cries of “Jin! Stop!” And reveling in the teardrops budding from your eyes. He decided to take things to another level, he quickly leaned down and nipped at your bare shoulder, taking the skin between his teeth playfully. He didn’t expect anything else to come out of it, but suddenly your laughter changed into a long, drawn out moan. Jin stopped abruptly, staring down at you in shock. “Did you just...?” He cocked his eyebrow up, and you flushed beneath him, embarrassed by your outburst. “I-I’m sorry, I-“ Jin grabbed your hands suddenly, pinning you down with greater force than before, his eyes darkening and voice dropping as he leaned down closer to you, whispering, “do it again.”

Suga

Yoongi had you right where he wanted you, squirming beneath his touch. It started as an innocent kiss “hello” after arriving home from work, but he soon had you pinned to the couch. Stroking your hair gently while roughly shoving his tongue between your quivering lips, he wanted even more from you. He could feel your heart pounding in your chest as he touched you all over, calloused fingertips rubbing every inch of skin he could get. He snaked his hands underneath your t shirt, tracing his fingers along your sensitive stomach, and moved his lips lower to suck on the center of your neck before flicking his tongue out to graze the sensitive skin. Suddenly, he felt your body tense up as your arms flew up to clasp around his back as you gasped out, “Y-Yoongi-“ and flushed beneath him, puddy in his hands. He pulled away, smirking, and stared you down, satisfied with your reaction. He moved his hands lower to stop at your pants, reaching inside them before saying, “Was that a moan, baby? I don’t believe I’ve gotten that reaction from you before...” his eyes darkened as he licked his lips. “I like it.”

J-Hope

Your eyelids flutter open, delicate like butterfly wings, as sunlight hits your face. It was finally morning, and you were ready to greet the day. You rolled over to wake your boyfriend Hobi, who was still happily sleeping away, his soft breaths hitting your skin lightly. You smiled and scooted closer to him. “Wake up, honey,” you cooed as you got closer. Your lips hovered right above his and touched for a split second, when all of a sudden Hobi sprung up into your face, yelling, “WAH!”

You fell backwards and screamed, startled and wide eyed. Your heart was beating a mile a minute, and Hobi just laughed. “I really got you, didn’t I?!” He laughed loudly and harder than you’ve ever seen before. His voice became squeaky and he was clapping his hands together every second. Laying there, with the sunlight dappling his honey-smooth skin and illuminating his already-bright smile, you were lost in how beautiful and cute he was at the same time. It almost made you forget that he just scared the shit out of you. Nevertheless, you decided to tease him and rolled over. “I’m mad at you now. You scared me. Go away.” you fake pouted.

Hobi could easily see through your act, and he leaned down to shake you while chuckling. “Come on, love, take a joke!” His hand suddenly tensed, and he danced his fingers up your thigh to your hip and whispered huskily into your ear, “What can I do to make you feel better?” He bit down on the cartilage slightly and held it there for what felt like forever, and you didn’t even notice your prominent moan that escaped your mouth. He paused and released, looking down at you cockily and forced you to face him. He noticed how red your cheeks were and chuckled lowly as he caressed them, “that was super hot, baby... mind if we go further?”

Jimin

“Hi, Jimin,” you glanced up from your homework to greet your boyfriend who now sauntered into the room, looking exhausted.

“Hi, kitten...”

“How was your day?” Setting aside your papers, you turned to him and smiled warmly. He sighed and rested his head on your shoulder as he sat down on the couch next to you.

“Exhausting, I’m very tired... would it be alright if I laid my head in your lap? I just want to take a quick nap...” he rubbed his sore eyes gently, and you admired how adorable he looked in this moment. You nodded and patted your bare legs, crossed neatly for him to lay his head down in. He nestled his head between your thighs and sighed. You felt his soft hair tickle your inner legs, and you inhaled a sharp breath, waves of pleasure shooting through you and to your sensitive area immediately. You tried not to make your suddenly stiff body very noticeable, but then he turned his head slightly, his soft breath hitting your inner thigh and sending another wave of pleasure down your spine.

“Thank you for taking care of me, kitten...” he suddenly kissed your inner thigh, and you couldn’t take it anymore. You let out a squeaky moan and bit your lip in shock. Jimin shot up, raising his eyebrow at you until he noticed the flush of red staining your cheeks. A smirk grew upon his face and he spread your legs further, brushing his fingertips up and down your open, bare thighs, making you shiver and moan into the crook of his shoulder as he now loomed over you. He continued stroking you as he leaned down and whispered, “Suddenly, I’m not tired anymore.”

V

“TaeTaeeee...” you rolled on top of Taehyung, groaning. He jolted up from his computer, shocked at the contact. He turned to you, eyes wide and concerned, “what’s wrong love?”

You snickered to yourself, aware of your plan. You ran your hand down his arm and pouted convincingly, “I have a stomachache. Can you rub my tummy for me?” Tae sighed and turned to his computer again, “I mean, I have a lot of work to do... but I guess. Anything for you!” He smiled, and you were filled with pride at your act. You stretched across his lap on your back, purposefully brushing his legs delicately with your fingers and making a point to arch your back the way you knew he liked it. You suddenly saw his eyes widen in shock and his Adam’s apple bob as he gulped. You stretched your arms above your head and laid yourself out for him perfectly. “Thank you, baby,” you purred. He nodded slightly, clearing his throat, trying not to stare. He slipped his fingers partially under your shirt and began rubbing your abdomen. You sighed, purposefully loudly, and again he tried to show no sign of his reaction. He stared straight ahead with all his might, absently rubbing your stomach in small circles with his fingers. Noticing his attempt at trying to ignore the position you were in, you decided to tease him.

“Babe, can you go up a little more?” You smirked to yourself, knowing the closer he got to your chest the better. He had a thing for your chest in general. Taehyung glanced down at you for a split second, cleared his throat and nodded again. You noticed the pink now dusting his cheeks and you began to whimper softly under his touch as his fingers delicately moved their way up your torso. You were satisfied to have him squirming at the sight of you.

Suddenly, the entire dynamic changed as Taehyung quickly raked his hands up your rib cage, hitting each bone delicately. You gasped and let out a long moan. You weren’t acting anymore. Taking deep breaths, you met his eyes, which were gazing down at you darkly. He flipped you over so you were now laying on the couch with him hovering above you. He continued to trail his fingers up and down your rib cage with unwavering eye contact. You gasped at the realization that the tables had turned, and the real actor here was Taehyung. He chuckled at your reaction, leaning down and whispering, “You think I can’t see right through your little act? Oh, you’re gonna get it tonight, babe...”

Jungkook

The scent of freshly uncorked wine and spaghetti sauce filled the air as you and the boys enjoyed your meals. Your trip visiting the boys while they were on tour had been going well, but tonight Jungkook wanted to make things extra special, so he took you all out to a lovely Italian restaurant in the area. You all were enjoying yourselves, you and Jungkook especially. You held hands, resting them on the tablecloth, Jungkook’s thumb occasionally rubbing your hand in a loving manner. You blushed, wishing he would give you more contact. The boys were all talking and laughing, but you were focused on Kookie and the way his eyes lit up whenever someone said something funny and the way his nose crinkled when he laughed. As you admired his face, he took notice, turning to you with a grin and a raised eyebrow. “You like what you see?” He chuckled.

You scoffed at him, but blushed and turned away. You felt his eyes still fixed on you, and you turned back to meet his eyes, giggling. At your reaction, he smiled widely, “Awww, you’re so cute...” he ran his finger up your arm lovingly, and reached back to rest his hand on the small of your back. You began to tense up when you noticed his fingers start drawing small circles through your shirt still barely covering the patch of bare skin beneath. You gasped when he suddenly slipped his fingers under the fabric, brushing the bare skin of your back, but lower this time. The sensation of your weakest area traveled all through your body, and you gripped onto the table, sighing and biting your lip discreetly. Jungkook had been watching your every action, smirking to himself. He rubbed his hand harder and leaned in closely to you, his breath hitting your neck as he kissed it gently, making you squirm. Jungkook turned to the rest of the table, making sure to not leave your lower back unattended. “Are you guys done eating? I think we should head out... check please.”

[caliboyjaeffrey]

Breaking Innocence (Rowoon x Reader)

Rated: M, with plot and fluff!

(A/N) Heyo! I’m finally back again with a fluffy smut where you and SF9′s Rowoon have been childhood friends forever, can you stay that way for much longer? Awkward teenage feelings and sexual tension ensues!

 You don't really remember becoming friends with Rowoon, just that it was during a sweltering hot summer and your mom had plopped your favorite floppy red hat on your little toddle head. The cicadas had been screaming their usual cacophonous chorus as you and your mother walked hand in hand toward the new city playground that had just been built. You'd begged and pleaded for your mom to take you, pushing out a few forced tears in order to get your point across. She'd laughed cordially at that and kissed your cheek, never able to deny her little pumpkin as you beamed up at the face you loved most in this world. You couldn't help the squeal of delight that escaped your lips as you urged your mother to hurry up, your pretty sun dress dress twirling around your chubby legs excitedly, "Mama, Mama, let's go!"

Once set free from your mother's clutches and told that you had an hour before a snack break out of the harsh glare of the sun, you had ran immediately for the swing set. There was even one open, it's shiny red rubber seat seeming to wink playfully in the sun's spotlight. You raced as fast as your little toddle feet could take you, nearly tripping countless times over the strange squishy tire-like mulch before you collapsed into the seat.

You gasped happily, standing up to sit your butt down when another bottom found its way to the seat. Your happiness was soon snatched from you as you clutched the chains angrily, "Hey!"

You were met with a pair of big, nearly black wide eyes, a boy looking stunned as if he hadn't seen you there before now. He was a lucky little man, already so handsome for being so young, he would surely grow up to be lady-killer. He was much taller than you, his feet being able to touch the ground as he swung gently forward and backward as he asked curiously, "What's your name?"

You pouted, your tiny fingers grabbing at the swing's chains preventing him from swinging as a few tears wobbled in your long bottom lashes, "My name's __________. Can I have a turn first?" If tears worked with Mama, they'd certainly work with everyone else, right?

"Okay," he said simply, hopping off and allowing you to slide with some difficulty onto the seat. "Don't know why you have to cry about it though."

Once you were settled, the boy with the big eyes pushed you gently by your shoulder blades, surprising you initially as you readjusted your grip and peeked behind your shoulder shyly, "What're you doing?"

"Helping you," he muttered, unable to make eye contact as he stared at where his hands pushed against your back. "Your feet can't touch, so it's harder..."

"Oh," you nodded, trusting in his advice as allowed him to swing you a little higher. When you swung back to him, you asked him another question, "What's your name?"

"Rowoon," he answered, smiling for the first time as you blinked and swung forward again. Coming back, he added, "I'm five."

"Me too," you exclaimed, legs kicking excitedly as you both found happiness in the fact that you were the same age. You felt obligated to offer him an olive branch after hearing this newfound information, "Do you want a turn?"

"I like just pushing you," Rowoon smiled shyly, meeting your curious gaze as you nodded and allowed him to push you some more. The seemingly sweet moment of shy silence was crashed when he shared his thoughts excitedly, "You know, our names sound good together, like super heroes or something. Rowoon and _________, _________ and Rowoon."

"Wah, you're right," you said in awe, eyes roving over the playground until you saw your mother waving to you happily to come over to her. "Oh, Rowoon, do you wanna go see my mom? She has snacks and it's my break time from the sun."

"Sure," he said easily, excited by the prospects of snacks as any toddler would be as he slowed down your swinging until you could hop off safely. The two of you laughed and ran over towards your mother, who you realized was sitting next to a very pretty, dark-haired woman with familiar eyes. The two of them playfully smacked each other's shoulders and whispered to each other like all the older girls at school did, which made you quirk an eyebrow in confusion.

"Mama, I'm here for break time! And I brought my new friend Rowoon," you declared, tugging him up by his hand to stand next to you.

"Hi, Mom," you heard him say, watching as the woman who sat next your own mother ruffled his locks of dark hair.

"Hello, sweetheart," she smiled before leaning toward you and pushing a curl of your hair behind your ear. "And you must be ________, you've already become so pretty."

"Oh, thank you," your mother gushed, holding her face as she rummaged through her diaper bag for snacks and juice boxes. "Rowoon looks exactly like you, he's going to be so handsome too."

You furrowed your eyebrows, looking over to Rowoon, who could only shrug and mirror your confused expression. The two of you didn't question anymore on the subject once you were given cookies and apple juice boxes, sitting down in the mulch as you played absentmindedly with the wood chips.

You took a sip from your juice before divulging your clever little toddler musings to Rowoon, "I think our mommies are best friends."

"I think so too," he answered, nodding along like you had just explained the scientific finding of the century. "We should be best friends too then."

"Okay," you smiled, grinning as you bit down on your straw, happy to have a new friend who was so good at sharing and pushing you on the swing. "We'll always be friends from now on!"

"Yeah!" Rowoon cheered, leaning over to press a kiss to your cheek before he pulled away with a surprised expression. You looked at him with wide eyes, the sounds of both your mothers squeaking excitedly in the background as you nodded again. Feeling strange not reciprocating his weird gesture of affection, you quickly pecked his cheek as well, a blush dusting your face that didn't seem entirely from the sun. The boy who would become your best friend could only grin at your kiss, sidling up closer as he showed you a dinosaur-shaped wood chip.

And so, the epic saga of your friendship grew only stronger and more hilarious as time went on. Play dates soon became hanging out as you both weren't ever not in the same class despite your academic differences. Maybe it was a miracle, but most likely it was your constant help and tutoring that managed to land Rowoon a seat in the top class of your high school. Not saying he wasn't intellectually gifted on his own, Rowoon was just far more interested in other things, especially baseball. He became the youngest captain in school history and it seemed like his future as a famous athlete would be assured, a life of luxury and excitement.

As you sat there on the park bench watching him toss a ball in a circle with a few of his fellow teammates, it made you wonder how your own future would turn out. Sure, you were smart and could certainly enter any university of your choice, but an underlying doubt poked at your side like an annoying thorn. You were worried that, as soon as this school year ended, Rowoon, and essentially your happiness, would be taken away from you, swept off toward a world of stardom, a place you couldn't follow.

You placed your chin in your palm, using your other hand to wipe the sweat from your head in a very unladylike manner as you huffed. You didn't try lying to yourself that you didn't get jealous when Rowoon spent time with other people. You weren't possessive per se, just incredible afraid he would leave you for someone new or more interesting. You'd already been scared numerous times of that very situation when he decided to date a year or so ago, seemingly abandoning you for a few months. The moment though, according to Rowoon, his then girlfriend spoke badly of you, he left her and returned to your side. You hated how happy you had felt, knowing that your best friend placed your friendship on a higher pedestal than his possible love life, and you tried to do the same. You, of course, found yourself crushing on numerous boys throughout the years, but you could never bring yourself to pursue them, always finding yourself subconsciously comparing them to Rowoon. Even now, as you watched the tall, dark haired boy expertly pitch the ball at lightning speed to his teammate, it greatly puzzled you and made you question your own feelings for him.

You didn't realize you had been frowning until you looked over to see Rowoon waving goofily at you as he shouted, "Why the long face, grumpy pants? Ow!" He cried out, having been distracted by you and hit in the leg by a rogue baseball flying his way. You laughed at him, covering your mouth and shading your eyes as his friends roared at his reaction. Rowoon pouted before breaking into his usual grin, scratching the back of his neck as he jogged over to you and placed his favorite hat snuggly on your head with a wink, "Just a few more tosses, okay?"

You looked down to hide your blush, pulling the brim of the baseball hat down knowing you couldn't blame the sun for the flush on your cheeks as you replied, "Okay." How was it that everything Rowoon said and did for you melted you into a puddle of goo? You fanned yourself, sighing as you shook your head muttering, "You're an idiot, __________."

You swung your legs and tried to follow the white blur of the baseball that got passed between the group of boys, enjoying the warmth on your bare shoulders as you thanked your past self for wearing your favorite pale pink sundress, perfect for the day's sweltering weather. A few more minutes passed before Rowoon caught the ball in his worn brown baseball glove with a content look on his face, "I think that's all I got in me for today. I'll see you guys tomorrow, right?"

After receiving promises and affirmations of more practice tomorrow, Rowoon clapped the shoulders of his teammates in farewell before he jogged back over to where you sat on the bench. You squeaked in surprise when he suddenly tossed you the baseball with a grin, barely catching the hard object before it hit your face as you exclaimed, "Rowoon!"

He laughed, striding up to you with his long legs before playfully tugging the brim of his hat you were wearing down, "Sorry, couldn't resist." You looked up at him with a frown as you tossed the ball back to him and patted your dress down, his head nodding at the hat, "You look cute in it."

You stared down, kicking your sandal clad feet embarrassingly as you changed the subject, "You still wanna go to a cafe before your house?"

"Sure," he said goodnaturedly, slinging his backpack onto his shoulders as you grabbed your own purse. The two of you walked at a lazy pace out of the park and back onto the busy streets, perusing the many cafe fronts until you found one that seemed good enough. Recovering from that strange compliment he had given you earlier, you both joked and talked while sipping iced coffees to cool down like you usual would. As you listened intently to him tell you another hilariously dramatic rumor about one of his teammates, you couldn't help but smile as you watched his face become animated and carefree during his story. You really adored him like this, when he was so beautiful and so much more than his appearance. You liked to imagine that you were the only one who got to see him in this light, when he wasn't Rowoon the baseball captain and resident heart throb, but Rowoon, your childhood best friend and closest companion.

"...and he really didn't understand the baseball analogy when it came to bases when we asked him how far he got with the girl. Like, a baseball player who doesn't get that euphemism...? Hey, are you even listening to me, __________?," he asked suddenly with a pout, tapping your forehead with his finger as you snapped out of your reverie.

"O-oh, yeah, bases...what a moron," you stuttered nervously, sitting back up and pushing your finished drink away as you realized you'd been sucking on an empty straw for who knows how long.

Rowoon snorted, pushing his hair back from his forehead as he smirked, "I think the heats getting to you, wanna head back to my place? I have ice cream in the fridge." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, as if you needed any persuasion to go with him. Just being with him for more time was motivation enough for you to agree.

"Sure," you smiled, picking up your purse and finished drink before you quickly snatched his and polished it off cheekily.

"Hey," he whined, big hand wrapping around your arm as he futily tried to reclaim his stolen beverage by tugging you closer and closer in a jerky motion. "You're so mean to me."

"Only because I love you," you grinned, the real feelings behind your words were lost in the sudden dull ache of your chest as you went slack in Rowoon's grip. You allowed him to take the cup back from your grasp, but he didn't miss the way your eyes cast down to the floor before looking back up at him with a wane smile, "Ready to go?"

"Yeah," he answered quietly, sucking down the last remnants of his drink before tossing it and grabbing his backpack. As you walked out of the cafe, you could feel his discerning gaze drilling a hole into the back of your head, as you turned around with your usual smile.

"Lead the way."

This surely would be the longest train ride of your life.

And you'd been right.

Train rides with Rowoon were never an awkward ordeal, but this one felt different, like the space between you was a ticking time bomb. He was careful of your personal space, which was unusual since he hardly ever wasn't messing with you somehow. His lips sealed shut as he swayed with the train and gripped the handle above you, seeming to cage you away from any unwanted eyes against his chest. You don't ever remember a train ride where you and Rowoon wouldn't pass ugly faces or jokes back and forth, the silence was all too stifling.

Once you made the short treck from the train station to his house, which was located in the quiet part of town, you felt your nerves at their breaking point. The cicadas were deafening as evening crept down the street, the sky turning lovely shades of pink and purple while the sun sank lower and lower.

"I swear, I have to wear ear plugs to get any decent sleep," he tsked, indicating the cicadas and sounding like a grouchy old man. You giggled at seeing his grumpy frown, causing a smile to crack over his face as the awkwardness between the two of you was forgotten for the moment.

"It's still so hot," you complained, stepping out of your sandals as you made your way into his house. You walked over to where the thermostat was, taking off his hat and fanning yourself with it as you gasped at the indoor temperature. "No wonder I'm sweating, you think it's winter or something! Look at this."

Rowoon finished slipping off his sneakers, his lanky form shuffling over to you as his jaw dropped at what the thermostat was set to, "What the hell, Mom." His finger jammed the down arrow, setting the temperature to one more suitable for the weather. "She's always complaining how she's cold or something...," he mumbled under his breath, rolling his eyes as you trudged your way into the kitchen.

"So," you trailed, opening his freezer door expectantly. "Ice cream, you say."

"I knew it," he gave a fake sob, wiping away imaginary tears as he reached over your shoulder and took out a carton of vanilla ice cream. "You never wanted me, you wanted my ice cream."

"That's right," you nodded, folding your arms and inspecting your nails as you played along, trying to hold back your laughter. "I'm an ice cold...ice cream digger?"

Rowoon spat out some laughter, reaching into his cupboard to retrieve what appeared to be cones, "Nice try. The idea was good, but the execution was off." You peeked over his arm curiously as you watched him scoop the ice cream, mouth watering at the sight. You didn't realize just how close you were until Rowoon cleared his throat awkwardly, "Here."

You jumped away from him, blushing as you realized how close your chest had been pressing against his arm, "O-oh, thank you."

"You're welcome," he said simply, an airiness to his voice as he turned back around and scooped himself some into his own cone. You retreated back into the living room, expecting to see his parents and just noticing how quiet the house really was.

"Where're your parents at?," you called out, plopping down onto the couch as you devoured your ice cream cone.

You heard Rowoon's voice draw nearer as he came up behind you and settled down on the couch as well, "They left today for a vacation...without me." He was obviously bitter about it as he sulkily ate his frozen treat, catching the dripping bits with his tongue. "All they left me with was a half-empty fridge and a hot house."

"Aw," you cooed, patting his head in reassurance as you gave him your condolences. "You poor baby, how will you survive?" You chuckled to yourself, finishing off your ice cream with a flourish and a smack of your lips.

Rowoon sent you a dirty look from the corner of his eye, shoving the remainder of his own dessert into his mouth like the boy he was as he mumbled, "Shut up."

"Who will change your diapers?," you suddenly gasped, taking Rowoon square by the shoulders as you shook him. "You're not potty trained or house broke yet!"

"Quit it," he laughed, jabbing at your side with his fingers as he attacked your ticklish spot. You squeaked and rolled off the couch,  snatching at his hands as you dragged him down onto the carpet with you.

He didn't let up, mercilessly poking every ticklish spot on your body as you screamed in laughter, tears springing to your eyes, "S-stop it, Rowoon!"

"Not until you say sorry," he grinned, sitting down on your thighs so he pinned them down, preventing them from kicking him. "First you steal my drink, then you call me a baby-"

"I said, stop," you cried loudly, adrenaline kicking in as you hurled him off of you and rolled on top of him with some surprising strength. Rowoon could only look at you with wide eyes as you straddled him and pinned his hips to the floor, your hands around his wrists as you stared back at him in equal shock. The ragged sound of your breathing was deafening in the crypt quiet living room, making you shift uncomfortably on top of him as you didn't know what to say next. You felt your heart sink when you remembered that you were only wearing a dress today, and Rowoon seemed to realize that as well as you saw him visibly swallow.  

You could feel your panties rubbing over the front of his jeans, the fabric of your dress bunching up high over your thighs and not leaving much to the imagination. You felt your best friend's broad chest rise and fall in one shaky breath, his wrists slipping out easily from your weak grasp. You're not sure why you felt such a sense of dread from that one action, it felt like you were being rejected in the most humiliating way.

Your throat felt dry and hoarse, and you didn't know what to say but knew you had to say something. You were beginning to form his name on your tongue when his big hands suddenly settled onto the curve of your hips, stopping any and all thoughts as your mind went completely blank. Rowoon seemed rather surprised with himself as well, but there was a bit of fiery determination behind his eyes that was reminiscent to when he was encouraging his team before a game.

"__________."

You shook yourself as you realized he was speaking your name, blinking in a daze as you answered, "Yes...?"

You saw a small smile crack on his lips, watching his tongue dance out to wet them as he cleared his throat, "Have you ever...found yourself thinking of someone more than you should?" His thumbs rubbed circles on your hips like he was trying to reassure himself, "Like you knew it was probably bad but you couldn't help yourself anyway?"

You don't know why, but you felt yourself leaning closer to Rowoon, his dark eyes watching where his hands rested on your waist as you replied, "All the time." He looked up in surprise and met your gaze, your noses bumping together as you both stared at each other's mouths.

"...Did you ever think about telling that person how much you thought about them?" He offered quietly, lips hardly moving for fear of touching your own and committing to something entirely uncertain. "What you thought about them?"

"Everyday," you whispered before closing the gap between the two of you as your mouth sank into Rowoon's. The way your bodies collapsed into one another, hands suddenly feverish as years of suppressed tension exploded through your veins.

Your fingers raced up his chest to knot in those glossy black locks of his, while his own hands took his hat off your head and ran through your hair. You felt him smile into the kiss, causing you to pull away and raise an eyebrow, "What?"

"Nothing," he replied adoringly, cupping your face to draw you back down to him. He didn't say anything else as he rolled you over to the ground again, his massive frame caging you in as the kiss gradually got more and more heated. It felt like he was stealing your breath, depriving you of oxygen until you had to rely on him to breathe through the kiss. You let your eyelids sink shut as Rowoon's mouth traveled to your neck, suckling the skin until a dull red bruise blossomed like a flower there. You couldn't help the quiet moan that slipped from your mouth, not realizing that you were being dragged upward until you found yourself in his lap as he leaned against the couch.

Your eyebrows rose in question to the compromising position, body feeling hypersensitive where it touched Rowoon's. Your best friend just gave his usual winning smile, the one you saw when he found your face in the crowd at one of his baseball games, a smile of complete joy. With a hand pressed between your shoulders blades, and another cupping your cheek, Rowoon pressed the most chaste kiss in the world to your forehead. He pulled back and his face was so close, you could count his freckles, "________, I want to do something for you."

You swallowed, fingers twitching on his hard chest as you acknowledged the obvious suggestion in his voice, "I-I don't know..."

"Anything you want," he urged, pulling you closer as he looked up at you, his brown eyes nearly swallowing you whole.

"Rowoon, I don't really know what...," you but your lip, too shy to say that you didn't even know what you wanted from him. Here was the man who owned your heart, wanting and willing to please you, but you couldn't even think of something because your poor heart was too innocent. The closest you'd ever gotten to a sexual situation was reading rated M fanfiction online, that's how completely lost you were.

Rowoon could see your inner conflict, perhaps even realizing that you honestly didn't know what was appropriate to request. His eyes searched your face, watching as you nervously chewed your bottom lip that was already swollen from his kisses. He couldn't even count how many times he'd laid awake in his bed late at night, thinking about you like this with his hand trembling as he pleasured himself until completion. He always felt guilty afterword, seeing as you were honestly so sweet and innocent to things of an adult nature. But now that he had you, and he could tell by the goosebumps racing over your thighs, and the odd wetness that leaked into pants, that you wanted him. He just needed to guide you toward something that would help break your apprehension and shyness.

He tilted your head up by your chin, a small smile in place on his lips as he offered you a solution, "Do you want me to help you?"

You nodded after a second, realizing that Rowoon obviously knew more about this kind of thing than you did. The girl who was claimed to be the smartest in her grade needed help from the mindless boy who she had to drag up by his bootstraps for years and years.

You were shifted around by Rowoon until you were settled on one of his thighs, straddling the hard muscle confusedly. You were curious but completely unaware to what exactly Rowoon was planning to do before he smirked up at you, voice low, "Grind."

"W-what?," you stuttered, taken aback by the sudden change in your best friend's demeanor as he grasped your hips and started dragging you against his thigh. The strange friction that aroused a new feeling within you caused your head to roll back, eyes the size of dinner plates as you gripped his shoulders tightly.

"Feel good?," he cooed, eyes crinkling with his smirk as you struggled to reply, only able to answer him with a choked moan. His hands stayed on your hips, but you had unconsciously started moving them on your own, knowing exactly what felt good as your panties rubbed against the roughness of his jeans.

Rowoon couldn't keep his cool composure seeing you like this for long as his breathing picked up, the wetness of your heat against us leg causing his pants to tighten significantly. You didn't even noticed his hand beginning to palm himself through his jeans, his Adam's apple bobbing when you made eye contact with him.

Through your dizzy pleasure, you managed to wrap your arms around Rowoon's neck and pepper butterfly kisses down his sharp jaw, pulling away only briefly to breathe his name, "Rowoon..." You felt an unbelievable pressure in your lower stomach, strange but not unpleasant as you chased after it to figure out what it was.

His hand came up and snaked around your lower back, dark eyes seeming to watch and wait as he saw your gaze glaze over. You were close, he couldn't feel it, of course, but he could tell you were about to come. You were teetering over the edge, unsure if you should just jump to the other side or stay where you were because it felt too good. Rowoon's deep voice was soft, teasing you gently like his fingers over his own bulge in his pants, "Keep going." He took a shaky breath, feeling himself approaching his end as well.

Frustrated and confused, you shook your head, "No." You didn't want this to end, but by the sound of his words, Rowoon was hinting that the best was yet to come.

He repeated himself, eyes half-lidding as he struggled to hold off his own release, "Keep. Going."

Reluctantly, you did as you were told and rutted even harder over his thigh, gasping when he flexed the muscle and bounced his leg. Something inside you snapped and you were sent hurtling over the edge as your body stilled in shock, mouth agape while you came against Rowoon's thigh. He felt your panties soak through with your release, causing him to give himself one last squeeze through his pants before he came undone with a low groan.

Ages seemed to pass as you both sat their entangled in each other, trying to catch your breath and regain your composure from the whole unexpected ordeal. You were slumped against his chest, head buried into his neck as you realized your eyes were squeezed shut for the first time. You opened them to find Rowoon looking down at you in amusement, laughing when he saw the startled look on your face. You couldn't help but laugh with him, embracing one another tightly as you both took in everything that just happened.

"So how was that?," he asked tentatively, half-joking, half-serious as you pulled back and regarded him nervously chewing on his bottom lip.

You thought for a moment, always known for your bluntness with him as you spoke, "Sticky, weird...and wet." You saw the redness go to his cheeks before you grinned, "But incredible." Teasing him was too much fun.

His eyes widened for a moment before crinkling happily at the edges, looking satisfied with himself, "Good." He wrapped you back up in his long arms again, burying his face into your hair contently.

As much as you would love to cuddle for hours with Rowoon, the wetness of your sopping panties was a bit distracting as you untangled yourself sheepishly, "You think I can borrow some clothes...?"

"Oh," he said, blinking owlishly. His eyes got huge as he realized what you meant, "Oh. Of course! Hold on, follow me."

After struggling to find a small enough shirt and the least baggy pair of boxers he owned, you were once again snuggled up against Rowoon's chest on his couch, watching a movie, but not really watching it. You were far too busy pressing as many kisses as you could against his lips and face, trying to make up for all those years wasted on awkward high fives and shy arm punches. Well, you thought as you played with Rowoon's hair affectionately, maybe they weren't all a waste.

[fymellow]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MELLOW’S LEADER SOPHIE 🍊

Yet another birthday has arrived, and this time it’s the day of our beloved leader ‘Sophie’. Like always, we’ve gathered messages from various friends and family in hopes of bringing some happiness to our kind and caring mom, also known as our leader. We wish you an incredibly happy birthday and hope all your wishes will come true. ♡

@aekure​ said: It’s already April 6, meaning you’ll turn even older than you already are! ㅋㅋㅋ Happy birthday to my wife, mom and my leader. I hope you’ll have an amazing birthday and I’ll hope this is just one additional digit to a hundred years old! Let’s stay together as a group and as friends forever because I couldn’t imagine sharing this journey without you! You’re always so kind and caring of everyone, no matter the things you have to go through yourself you put other’s above and that’s really endearing. I always watch you full of admiration and love and hope to become as great of a friend to people as you always are. Spend your birthday doing something fun and only focus on yourself just for today, I don’t just speak for myself as I tell you I love having you as our leader. I love you! ♡ 

@95vii said: Happy birthday, leader-unnie. I love you so much. Thank you for all that you do for me, and for Mellow. You are always there to give us advice and make sure we're well rested and hydrated, and you help us take care of ourselves too! You're a role model for so many and you have earned it. I'm so happy that you are my group member, and most importantly my friend. You are a bright light in my life and I hope to celebrate many more birthdays with you! I love you! - Juni

@cluelezz said:  She may not be here right now but if she were she would’ve happily wished you a great birthday and would’ve left a thousand smooches on your face!

@sehunxbt said: Happy birthday babygirl! I can't believe how quickly time has passed and how much things have changed since your last birthday. I wanna wish you many many more birthdays to come and hopefully I'm there to celebrate all of them with you as well. You're way more mature now than you were last year, and I don't mean the physical age, but your mindset too. I've seen you grow into such an inspiring woman. I love you so much princess, have a great one.

@yuggxm said: Happy birthday to you, dear ! It's been another eventful and successful year surrounded by everyone you love and whom loves you, and here's to another year of just that ! Today's about you, eat lots of food and sweets, spend lots of time with loved ones, and truly make the most out of today ! (I'll even see if poppa will let you meet Cocoa!) We all love so much! 

@cosmojnkyu said: Happy birthday Sophie! Now I wish I can give you something that you like...which is puppies, but sadly I can't even get to buy one. Anyways, I just want you to know that it's a joy getting to know you. You've been such a sweetheart towards everyone and I hope we can all return that kindness to you as well. Never stop smiling, and being who you are. I must say, a world without Sophie will feel like a world without the sun. Stay safe, and healthy, and enjoy your birthday. 

@bangyeong said: Hello unnie, chaeyeong here writing a letter to you 'cause this is a special day, right? you're turning one year older and you still look pretty. woow, congratulations! i know these few past weeks have been tough for both of us and they have tested our friendship but here we are, still strong and getting on each other nerves. i'm kidding, you never get on my nerves. like i said, today is a special day so i hope you're able to rest 'cause you deserve it after all those stressful das and spend this day with your loved ones ( that includes me, just saying ). i have told you many times i'm not good with letters; i could will this letter with many things i have said to you face to face but then this would get too long and my hand is already hurting... so, i will keep this short and wish you happy birthday! happy birthday unnie!

@woominjun​ said: Dear Sophie, it's your birthday wah! A day to be celebrated for sure! First of all I want to thank you for being such a good friend to June and doing a great job as a leader. I know the members must rely on you a lot and that may not always be so easy, it comes with a lot of responsibility and hardships, but you are doing your best and everyone can see that! You have also been a good friend to me, even though we aren't very close at the moment, I want you to know that I appreciate it a lot and I only wish the best for you in the future as well. You're really an amazing person and you deserve to find happiness in every aspect of your life. Happy Birthday Hwang Sophie!! May all your wishes come true on your very own day!Flag this message Delete this message

@wbhaes said: 새길 추가해 소피 누나! First of All, I just want to thank you for gracing us with your encouraging and beautiful words that I know truly inspires me to become a better person. I have noticed lately you are hardly around. I do hope that on you're side you are doing well and resting because I think everyone of us is in need of that. I just want to commend you for being such a strong willed woman. I may not always be the first to say hello to you or that I shy away most of the time but I do notice a lot, I hope you are well and that for the upcoming days and for the whole year you remember that we are here for you as your friends and even just supporters of what you do. Noona, I'm a big fan of you and I hope you never forget that. I love you for who you are and i hope that as you look back at your young self you never forget the kindness you've shown others and how brave you are. I hope in the future we become more closer, I'll always be the fan of yours. Happy birthday and god bless you. 

@hxnryz said: Dear Sophie, truthfully I have no idea how long we've been friends now — it must be over a year though, that I am sure of. All I remember is how I made fun of you for telling me about the way you cut your pizza. (Actually I still make fun of it, let's be real.) What I can say though is that you're someone whose friendship I treasure a lot, simply for the fact that you 1) never hesitate to show your support to me as well as all your other friends, and 2) throughout the entire time we've known each other you always made sure not to lose contact with me, even if we're both really slow with our replies sometimes. I'm very happy about that, and very grateful. Please never change that! It's very admirable. However, since it is your birthday today I wish you the best one ever — make sure to use a sword to cut your birthday cake with, just like your pizza. And spare me a piece if you can! ;) Happy birthday! — Love, Henry 

@kjaemn said: To the one and only fly girl: happy brithday to you! happy birthday beautiful! on this day, i hope you get everything you wished for and more! as you go forward, i hope you get to spend many, many years with the ones you love and celebrate more days like this. 

@imyovna said: First of all, happy birthday! I know you have been looking forward to that day, obviously, so you better use it well and enjoy your time with your friends, family, and of course the person who owns your heart. This day is all about you, and added to the presents you will, of course, be receiving, I hope that you also realize once more what a great person you are. You are warm, kind, funny, dorky, and most of all, loving. I told you that I haven't met someone quite like you yet before, and I mean it. Even though you get frustrated lately because it's not always easy to deal with people, you stay true to who you are and that makes you incredibly special. You have also shown this all to me, making me smile more often than not and making me feel good, but also showing me your vulnerable sides. Thank you, thank you for putting your trust in me and showing me how wonderful you are. But enough about that, I don't want you to waste your precious day reading my ramblings.^^ I love you, don't forget that! And once again, happy birthday, may the following year be filled with love, happiness, and health for you.

@pxkasher said:  So, first of all. Merry Christmas! I hope you enjoy your day- Pfft! I'm kidding, happy happy birthday! So we've known each other for awhile now and we've gone through a lot, like super duper a lot. Ups and downs, lefts and rights, diagonal and uh whatever direction possible. We might have both been busy with our lives right now and barely talk.. and you know how horrible I am when it comes to starting a conversation, but you know that I'm always here even if I accidentally leave you on read or take a century to respond, I will get to it, eventually and do know that you will always have a special place in my heart. Enjoy your day and good luck with whatever you have ahead of you. You'll do well, I know it. Happy birthday again! You deserve a wonderful day.

@ahyn​ said:  happy birthday sophie!! you're the biggest and most positive ray of sunshine i've ever had the pleasure of meeting, and i'm so glad we met before i got my job at 2K! it made me a lot less nervous to enter this unfamiliar place knowing i had your friendly face around. you're truly such a genuinely warm and nice person - which is a rare occurence these days - and i find that anyone that's had the chance to meet you has been blessed. how lucky your fans must be! a true angel on earth. i know we're not super duper close (and i think that's my fault for being awful at keeping conversation), but you always put a smile on my face whenever we talk and it always warms my heart when you say positive things about henry and i. i hope you have the most wonderful birthday ever (you deserve it) and eat lots and lots of yummy food! i also wish the best for mellow in the future. - ahyeon

@jooism said: Today is the day! Yes! Your birthday is here once again. Just wanted to take the time out to let you know a few things, things you probably already know. I'm not the best with my words but I hope the following will be enough for you to understand. It's seen several months since we've known each other. We actually met around this time last year, yet we only spoke a few times. But our second meeting when you randomly approached, I was genuinely shocked but excited to give a friendship with another shot. You are truly a blessing in my life. You helped me out in many ways that you don't know. You're someone I could rely on with some problems I have.  You never made me feel like a burden and accepted me weather I was at my lowest point or highest. Never failing to put a smile on my face. Never a dull moment that goes by, talking to you just come naturally and forced. I truly love you, you're such an amazing person. I enjoy learning new things about you, makes me happy that we are growing closer day by day. I appreciate the things you do for me, Sophie. I hope you know that I love you dearly. Have a wonderful day sunshine! Eat lots of birthday cake for me since sweets hurt my stomach! ~ Joo @joenjnvg​ said: dear sophie noona ( mother ) so the time has come where you’ve grown one year older, getting closer on being an adult  ---  i know that you are now but  …  you will forever be the cute noona in my heart. I am hoping you’ve received lots of loving, lovely presents and are spending time with the most important people in your life; I’ll also be granting you with a present, but I’ll give you that personally. you’ve been a great impact on my life, we’ve laughed, cried and argued together. but, in the end you’re one of my oldest friends and I hold you so near, forever thinking whether you’re doing good or not, because to me you deserve happiness and to feel loved, no matter insecurities or jealous people who want to make you feel miserable (fuckthemok). whenever you’re needing a smile or cheering up, I’ll forever be my usual silly goose and bring you to laughter, or at least give my best attempt. Happy birthday and remember that I love you lots, noona! Lots of love from the one and only, jeongguk. 

[porchingona]

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100

wow, yana. i always say this but ilysm

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?

more milk bc i pour in the milk first

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?

i DON’T

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

business cards mainly

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?

i tend to drink my tea as is, i don’t like honey or sugar in it. i usually drink latte or caramel macchiatos. the only black coffee i’ve liked was the one at the twin peaks diner

5: are you self-conscious of your smile?

i am. i hate my smile. i tend to turn my head certain ways to make it look better.

6: do you keep plants?

nah, i want to tho

7: do you name your plants?

nah. i don’t really name things.

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?

just a page. i write.

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?

yup

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?

side. if i sleep on my back, i get bad nightmares.

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?

not exactly a joke, but gingys!!

12: what’s your favorite planet?

saturn

13: what’s something that made you smile today?

the food i ate tbh

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?

omg look in my room tag!! it’s my fave thing

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

all of space is completely silent

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?

ravioli

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?

prob no color at all!!

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.

ok i asked my friends and they said when i record myself dancing & lip syncing to disney & musical soundtracks

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?

i do! i write my deepest darkest secrets. i also keep letters i’ve received in there

20: what’s your favorite eye color?

i dont really have one

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

ok i had a favorite bag before, but my dog peed on it & completely ruined it so now I have a new favorite bag & it’s got flowers on it & i just bought it.

22: are you a morning person?

yup. i wake up incredibly early for work so i’m used to it

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations

read, watch shows & movies. also go to the beach

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

my sister probs

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

literally nowhere

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?

my black docs. i need to buy new ones

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?

that blue mint one

28: sunrise or sunset?

sunset

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

omg i love how all of my friends have very individual laughs but one of my best friends does this thing where when i say something that’s really stupid-funny, he tries to stop himself from laughing & brings his hand up to his face, but he ends up just laughing more.

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?

yeah, when i watch literally any scary movie

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.

love them. i actually ordered a lot of them a couple of days ago & i nearly cried when they came in the mail. i guess you could consider them “weird.” i’m gonna wear them with my mary janes. i don’t really sleep w/socks. the only thing that can rival my love for socks is my love for tights

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.

only thing i can really think of is the night after prom when we stayed up all night & then snuck onto a gold course which was connected to the beach…so wait, maybe I guess I have sort of broken into somewhere.

33: what’s your fave pastry?

would a nutella crepe be considered a pastry? if not, probs a muffin

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

i actually didnt really…

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?

yesss. i love them so much, but i dont own stationary. i really should buy some. i also love colored felt tip pens, which i do use for my notes and journal.

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?

the talking heads

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?

i like to keep it clean, but it’s rly just messy

38: tell us about your pet peeves!

honestly just ignorant, dumb ppl.

39: what color do you wear the most?

yellow

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?

yes, my best friend got me the most beautiful necklace with michael cera’s face on it. so yes, it has a lot of meaning to me.

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?

“rubyfruit jungle” by rita mae brown

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

yessss. it’s very open and they have a lot of good food. it’s adjacent to a restaurant/bar. it has a hanging boat on the ceiling. it’s 2 stories. also i’m sort of in love with one of the cashiers.

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?

i honestly don’t remember

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?

i was a lil drunk & hanging out w/my best friend. we were playing around with a small piano keyboard he has. i guess i felt v at peace bc i was drunk??

45: do you trust your instincts a lot?

yes

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.

what do you call a bear w/no teeth? a gummy bear

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

brussel sprouts bc they almost killed me

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

i think rollercoasters or clowns? def not a big deal for me now

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?

i don’t bc i don’t have a record player. i like my person mixtape CDs, but I don’t buy them

50: what’s an odd thing you collect?

i don’t collect anything odd…?

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?

“go solo” by tom rosenthal

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?

it’s still early in the year, but i still love pull the trigger, piglet

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?

i’ve watched all of them. i’m a massive fan of them in that order…except for maybe pulp fiction? i dont care too much for that one

54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?

i think my sister

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?

omg i really cannot talk about it here.

56: what are some things you find endearing in people?

honestly just the way they smile, or they do little quirks when they think no one’s watching

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?

makes me feel great & of course i did

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?

oh god, can i be both? i think i’m the vodka aunt in all of my friend groups, but i’m occasionally just the wine mom

59: what’s your favorite myth?

demeter & persephone

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

i do! i wish i was better at it so i could enjoy it more tho. my faves are literally anything my best friend writes.

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?

i honestly can’t remember

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?

nope

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?

i sort of just leave them be

64: what color is the sky where you are right now?

blue

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?

yes wah, all my friends that are off at college

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?

very calm and warm, especially when i’m inside or driving

68: what’s winter like where you live?

cold, drizzly, if we’re lucky we get more rain.

69: what are your favorite board games?

settlers of catan, clue, life, parcheesi

70: have you ever used a ouija board?

no & i never will

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?

general mint tea

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?

yes, i keep many to-do lists

73: what are some of your worst habits?

drinking starbucks every day, not hanging out w/ppl i rly care about, talking about writing but not actually doing it

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.

they’re incredibly smart and they do this thing where their lips are always perfectly smooth and never chapped & they run their tongue over them, so much so that i’ve taken on after them. i barely see them and i’m p sure i won’t see them much anymore bc they’re officially moving to the east coast this upcoming year.

75: tell us about your pets!

she’s a brown weiner dog & a bitch, but she’s also sweet & gentle. but she can be a real bitch. & she’s only a year old

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?

writing

77: pink or yellow lemonade?

yellow

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?

hateclub

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?

i think i’ve mentioned this before but after something shitty happened to me, my best friend made me a little letter with crayons.

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?

blue & brown. i did. when i was in middle school, i wanted it to look regal & like marie antoinette’s room??

82: are/were you good in school?

i am

83: what’s some of your favorite album art?

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

if i would, i’d get black lil doodles, but i pitched the idea to a couple of friends & they were like nah so i’m rethinking it

85: do you read comics? what are your faves?

i don’t

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?

sure, i dont really know any specific ones tho

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

little miss sunshine, short term 12, 500 days of summer, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, her, juno

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?

surrealism

89: are you close to your parents?

very!!

90: talk about one of your favorite cities.

i dont think you can fully appreciate a city until you live in it for awhile or you experience it through someone who lives there. it just feels different when you’re staying with someone or you’re staying in a hotel. i’ve loved san fran for years now, but i didn’t fully experience it until i visited and stayed with my friend who lives there. i was done seeing the typical tourist-y areas & i got to go to places that were really cool, but not many tourists would go to. it just felt different

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?

new york at the beginning of the fall!!

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?

drowns it in cheese

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?

half up half down

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?

someone i go to school with

95: what are your plans for this weekend?

well, it’s the end of this weekend, but only plans were to work & do homework

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?

procrastinate until my computer can’t run without them

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

infj, taurus, hufflepuff

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?

shit, it must’ve been when my friends away at college were here. i believe i enjoyed it

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.

“too late” by m83, “rivers & roads” by the head and the heart, “up all night” by oliver tank, “in this shirt” by the irrepressibles, “the promise” by when in rome, “the big ship” by brian eno

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?

shit. into the past i think. i think it’d freak me out too much to see into the future.

[callousedwings]

San Diego International Boat Show

Three words about the show, hot but cool. Confused yet?

First of all, we want to thank the San Diego International Boat Show and Synergy Communication l.l.c for giving Callousthenics Wings the opportunity to cover their events and had so much fun! This event is still going until Sunday June 18th at Spanish Landing East.

Content :

Locations

Tips

Experience

Entrance is by the Sheraton in Harbor Island Dr, across from San Diego International Airport Terminal 2.

The Tower (Rook) icon is where the bulk of the show located, while the pin drop is the entrance. The free parking located near the Hilton San Diego Harbor Island.

Places to go for breakfast before the show or dinner after (because there are yummy food truck and shaved ice truck inside) are located in Little Italy, near the waterfront park seen on the right side of the map above. Parking is curbside, coin/card. Another option is to Liberty Station on the left side of the map. There are plenty of food options inside their Liberty Public Market (which is still expanding) with free parking everywhere.

This is what Sara, our giveaway winner said about the show, 

“Callousthenics Wings was very generous and sent us to the boat show this year. The kids and I had a blast looking at the boats and gear. My 4 year was trying to talk me into bringing a boat home! The kids and I shared a huge shaved ice to beat the unusually warm weather and it was the perfect way to top off a great day.”

Secretly, we are with the minions about owning a boat.  

Tips for San Diego International Boat Show:

Water, water, WAH-TAAH!. Preferably inside a thermos or anything that keep it cold. Or do what we do, we bring packed ice inside our insulated bottles and use the water reservoir (camelbak) to refill.

If it’s still too hot, use cooling towel, or do what we do for our desert hike, get a small bathing suit (better with tankini than bikini or one piece) wet it and put it around the neck just like cooling towel, voila!)

Make sure not to touch the bed inside the boats and have the lil ones travel on the sofa with their knees. You have to take off your shoes and their feet will leave a mark on the sofa.

Don’t be afraid to ask, but don’t keep on opening stuff. Collect all your crew and have them in one spot to see what’s inside the drawers and or cabinets. The last thing you want is a dirty look from the seller. (They won’t let you touch the button and console, be aware of that)

Get into the boats on the water, most of them have their AC blasting. Just make sure not to keep on getting in because it’ll take for--e--vah to go around.

Get the free samples, of course, mah horse!!

Ask for children’s or hands-on area, special boats, and workshops area before hand. We missed it all because the younger crews started to complained about the motion sickness (the platform on water swayed) and heat.

With that squared away, let’s just dive into it.

San Diego International Boat Show

Only several seconds after the car shut down, she felt the heat crawling on her skin. She hurried to open the car, but it didn’t help. Should she pant? Her mouth felt the cold icy beverages, oh she just imagining that. With a loud sigh, she resorted to the hose out of the camel bag and sipped.pant? Her mouth felt the cold icy beverages, oh she just imagining that. With a loud sigh, she resorted to the hose out of the camel bag and sipped.

“Mom, hot!”

“Let’s get closer to the bay.”

She dropped the hose back in the car and sprinted ahead. Her eyes scoured the park for any shade to make the waiting bearable. “Can we get in now?”

Mom approached her. “It’s still 20 minutes, plus we are waiting for aunties and coz.”

A post shared by Callousthenics Wings (@slothchef) on Jun 17, 2017 at 7:22pm PDT

@slothchef in Instagram.

She knew they were waiting. If they weren’t, Mom would’ve park straight in the hotel, instead of waiting for the others then move. “How much longer?”

Lucky for her, really not that long. The appearance of her buddies made her threw away any beef she had with the weather. After parking again, the gate was just right ahead, passed the lobby, followed the red arrows, and into receiving a bag full of goodies. Was that sand toys?

“Where’s the simulation?” Mom asked after peering into the bags full of books or was it magazine?

They followed the guide’s pointing finger to the booth. Curiosity invaded everyone around her. She only remembered about driving a boat but not real. Adults were weird, why wouldn’t it be real when she’s driving it?

A game! That’s what it was. Mom could’ve just said it. Twice! Everyone wanted to go twice, or maybe even more if they could’ve. She knew Mom would have jumped onto the seat too. Even she was so impatient to go. Line, line! But at least she knew them. Despite the growing urgency, she wouldn’t want to be the jerk who cut in front of her buddies. 

She narrowed her eyes. Buoys. Where’s the yellow buoys she saw from behind her friend’s head. Around the lake too. What happened? She looked around the screen. Sailboats, water, water, speed boats, sailboats. Where are they? Should she try looking for it? The answer was not what she wanted. “We’re just by the entrance, lots more to see,” said Mom.

They’re going, FINE, they’re going, only after she got the life jacket. “Blue one please.” She shoved the red back into the box. Pheww.

No bigger ones? But why?

“All same size,” the nice lady said. 

Oh well, at least she got a bag for herself. Mom had one, so must she.

“Something smells good.” Whatever Mom was walking to, she saw smoke coming out. Definitely wanted some too.

“Careful dear, it’s hot.” A long dark maroon sausage came out smoking and did she say smelled wonderful too?

The older man was so nice. She got more than one slice and even bread too. A triple sandwich? Oh, Mom, right, shouldn’t forget one for Mom.

“Do you want to eat something else?” Mom approached her as she relaxing at the swing. She turned to her buddies. They left the adults because between organic fruit and vegetables to giant swing to sleep on, we all knew which won.

“Nope.” She went ahead and pointed at the boats. “Can we get up there?”

“Ask.”

Of course, how could she forget to ask the right person?

“No shoes.” That’s all they got from all the sellers and off they went.

Three questions. She only wanted three questions, “What kind of boat is this? How fast does it go? Is it easy to drive?”

She thought, if she remembered correctly, Monterey speed boat? Yeah, that sounded right. That one went all the way to 30 is mph? There were bigger ones. Looked fancier too. Must’ve been more expensive.

“Right Mom?” Mom pointed at the numbers. Yep, that was more numbers than she cared about.

Central Console Fishing Boat? Is that the bigger ones? Should be, it got those boxes with transparent lid for the catch, the seller said. She really thought it even as big as her. At least everyone said it was easy to drive, just like cars. She couldn’t even drive those yet.

“This one? Goes to about 60-70 miles per hour.” That must have been fast. Although per hour sounds slow if her memory served her right. Maybe take notes? Nope. Mom should record this. Like last time she did the interviews for the art festival.  Not her problem.

Speed boat is just like driving a car? 

Where they store a smaller catch in the fishing boat.

It’s actually comfortable!

With fancy buttons too. No touch though.

“There’s more on the water.” She thought it was the last boat. Hearing the word water made her hopped down as fast as she could, ignoring the scorching heat from the concrete baked sun.

She and her pals sprinted down to cross the bridge. Wait! Yellow life jackets of course, the fashion statement of the day. Whoops, didn’t expect the swaying platform. It’s swaying everywhere. Fun! Like in an actual ships!

“Ships...”

“It’s not ship. A ship is much bigger, these are boats,” corrected the man on the boat.

She could feel her face warming up. Or was that the sun? Alright, boats. It’s kind of hard to jump onto the boat from the platform when both sides were swaying. She gotta time it right, but Mom didn’t help either.

“Whoooo, careeefuuulll. You fall, you swim.” 

“Moom!” She could hear Mom were still chuckling. 

Even the bridge swayed a little.

Aaah! Could’ve stay here forever, if only...

A post shared by Callousthenics Wings (@slothchef) on Jun 16, 2017 at 9:22pm PDT

If only she could drive. This steering wheel even almost as big as her.

She rolled her eyes, but that’s after she landed on the other side. One boat, two, three, four, so nice inside she would just stay in. However, she really loved going around. Really couldn’t refuse the free stuff, as she shouldn’t anyway.

“Where’s the paddle boarding?” Mom voiced her question, but right about then all she was thinking about is the melting ice she could’ve have right at that instant. The sun is mighty high in the sky and it’s summer, so that didn’t really tell her how late it was. There still one booth she really liked.

“Visit Mexico!” That was THE booth. It reminded her of her Puerto Nuevo’s visit with Mom and Pap. One word, no actually two, go again. Yep, anytime soon preferably.

“I wanna go back,” she begged Mom.

“We will.” Mom smiled. 

Yep, they will but for that day, shaved ice truck by the bridge sounded mighty exciting.

The Boat Show is held usually in the midst of summer about a couple weeks after the end of school year.

Have you been to any boat show? How was your experience?