#you def try to stay away from the puppy at first but then it grows on you

[unknownspecies]

aone??? pls tell me more :3

YURR he’s a selfship i dont talk about enough

he definitely walks up to you with the cute little puppy in his big hands and is just looking at you with those puppy eyes 🥺 the dog is looking at you too so its like two pairs of adorable eyes begging you to let them say home 🥺🥺

youre a monster if you refuse btw which is why i could never say no

[noahtally-famous]

seastar/heathette hcs!! 🐬🌟

( I’m not that good at art lmao, so have these cutsey hcs instead! heathette sweep pls and ty 🙏 @totaldramabrackets )

- bridgette being clumsy and heather catching bridgette either in her arms or pulling her into her arms (”god, you’re such a klutz” *says fondly*)

- heather: I’m not going in the water. I’ll get my hair wet!

bridgette: *grins and splashes water at her*

- bridgette being the one to get rid of the bugs in the house while heather is perched on any flat surface farthest away from it, legs pulled up and shrieking

- romcoms! bridgette loving them and heather tolerating them--but soon grows to like them though she pretends she doesn’t--so whenever it’s bridgette’s turn to pick the movie, you bet it’s either a romcom or an ocean-life documentary

- heather carrying bridgette around for the heck of it--especially when she knows she’s gonna do smth Not Safe and just totes her away lmao

- heather loves horror movies, bridgette hates them; cue heather putting on a horror movie just so bridgette is curled up against her, eyes only visible above the pillow she’s holding in a death grip, hand gripping heather’s. (the jumpscares get her literally jumping partway onto heather’s lap, which heather’s totally not secretly loving, nope....)

- bridgette tends to be a bed-sprawler, like she’ll stay at one side in the beginning but when morning comes, she’s all over the place. when heather starts sleeping with her, she guarantees that when she wakes up, bridgette will be practically on top of her, limbs akimbo

- canonically, heather’s good at dancing, especially ballet, but I see her as being good at most types of dance. oftentimes, when she wants to let off some steam, she just plays a song and pulls bridgette into a dance, maneuvering them all around the room (sure bridgette steps on her feet a lot, but they’re also smiling and laughing and the music is playing and the atmosphere is light and she loves seeing that light in bridgette’s eyes so all that makes up for it--and yes, she’ll def do it again regardless of how much her feet will hate her for it later)

- bridgette teaching heather to surf (the possibilities of this are endless; bridgette correcting heather’s position, holding her waist and gently maneuvering her stance from behind; their surf practices dissolving into petty splash fights; both of them ultimately flopping on the sand, out of breath but smiling and ending up kissing right there by the shoreline)

- (heather doesn’t learn to surf for a long, long while. she blames bridgette for being a distracting teacher. bridgette only smiles and winks)

- beach days!! (heather chilling out on the sand, sunbathing, with a front-row seat facing the ocean so she can watch her surfer gf slay)

- bridgette has killer puppy eyes. heather is far from immune, however much she says she is, yet she’s also the one out of their friend group least affected by them (having seen them so many times, she’s developed her own armor against them. the rest of their friends are horrified when they see how resistant she is to them)

- bridgette loves making pillow forts. she and geoff made them all the time when they dated, so naturally she tries to get heather into it too. at first, heather is averse thinking that bridgette is trying to put her and geoff’s interests into their relationship, but when bridgette reassures her that she just likes pillow forts in general and ropes everyone she loves into it, heather relaxes (and if she ends up liking the experience, that’s only for her to know :))

- it’s easy for bridgette to say the word ‘love’—she says it first in a casual setting, totally out of nowhere, blindsiding heather. heather takes a lot longer to warm up to the idea and then to say it aloud, but when she does, she leads up to it—maybe a fancy date or a relaxing night-in—almost like a proposal but one that says ‘I’m baring my heart to you, will you treat it right?’

- bridgette helping heather study for finals/midterms. their typical routine is her sitting on the floor with heather’s notes quizzing heather as she styles bridgette’s hair (complaining abt all the tangles and chiding bridgette for letting perfectly stunning hair go so uncared for)

- heather fully ready to smacktalk a homophobe (or just a plain asshole) to a grease spot under her heels, like she’s metaphorically rolling up her sleeves, already slipping in insults, in the person’s face, not caring if she’s making a scene. bridgette, ever the mediator, is trying to pull her gf away, apologizing to bystanders, whispering to heather to calm down please, trying to ignore the person…until they say smth abt heather that bridgette knows will affect her (or that she thinks will affect her). then she’s ready to throw a punch bc goddammit she’s not as good at verbal sparring or just verbal smacktalk as heather is—she’s just not that good at getting into fights in general, but she’s perfectly willing to throw hands if anyone crosses her limit (and one of those limits is hurting the ppl she cares abt)

- heather patching her up going “oh darling, I could’ve handled them” and bridgette huffing “they insulted you” and heather, actually not that insulted especially after seeing her gf back her up so passionately, going “my pint-sized knight in flip flops”

- speaking of, I can def see bridgette as the type to wear crocs (heather is horrified but bridgette is stubborn af abt keeping them)

- heather stealing bridgette’s clothes all the time and walking around in a hoodie that’s a bit too small but she doesn’t give a crap (bridgette steals her clothes too, but out of the two of them, heather’s the frequent clothes-stealer, shoes-stealer, etc)

- heather being the one to do bridgette’s makeup bc she’s an expert at doing it on-point (bridgette doesn’t care much for makeup, but she indulges in it if only so heather can do it for her bc she loves to seeing the concentrated look on her face—and she loves sneaking kisses here and there with their faces being so close)

- bridgette staring at heather when she’s talking passionately abt smth and there’s legit pure love in her eyes, and she just lets her talk even if she doesn’t know what heathers talking abt bc she just loves hearing her talk—especially if it’s abt smth she’s passionate abt

- and when she sees heather rlly getting worked up, she’ll squeeze her hand or hug her from behind and rest her forehead between her shoulder blades, and just small things like that to help ground her

- heather is more or less the opposite but not in the sense that she doesn’t want bridgette to keep talking—she loves when bridgette gets passionate, it’s always a pleasant surprise given how chill the other girl usually is. (typically marine life and aquariums and stuff like that are the main things that get on bridgette’s nerves). but what heather also does is not just sit there and listen, she’ll listen, yeah, but also put her input in, to let bridgette know that she’s engaged in the conversation and basically it’s heather’s way of saying ‘keep going, baby, you’re amazing and I agree 100%’ like she’s not a passive listener, for sure

- bridgette’s love language is gift-giving and touch/physical affection—over the course of their relationship she has showered heather with various gifts (particularity seashells, pebbles/rocks, cute stuffed animals, pretty plants)

- heather’s love language is words of affirmation, support, and spending time with her partner—while bridgette showers heather in simple (or sometimes not-so-simple) touches, heather is sure to return the favor verbally (especially once she says “I love you” for the first time, it’s far easier for her to drop it in conversations like “I love you, sweetheart, but...”)

- both like gift-giving tbh; bridgette’s favorite pair of earrings are the dolphin ones heather gave her; heather wears the necklace bridgette made for her on their first date, made up of small rocks and shells

- heather lives for bridgette’s hugs; they can instantly make her relaxed. when she’s stressed about exams or angry, bridgette just wraps her arms around her shoulder (or waist, if she’s standing) and kisses her shoulder, and heather just sighs long and slow and gives into the inevitable lmao

- they help each other’s mindsets too, both intentionally and unintentionally; bridgette helps heather be less of a bitch, to be exact, but basically be a bit nicer and chill; heather helps bridgette bring out her more assertive side instead of being an emotionally and mentally passive person and let ppl push her aside to get to their goals

[dckweed]

Can you do one based on the song Love grows by Edison Lighthouse where the reader is Eddie’s younger sister but is a flower child/hippie instead of a metal head and Steve is falling in love with her even though they are way way different?

yes omg i absolutely love that song so so much...im not at the seasons where eddie had been introduced yet so he's def not gonna be featured heavily, and when he is mentioned it's from what ive gathered of him in passing from other tumblr fics ok?

p.s. you're lucky my fiance took me on a random ass date today bc im in such a lovey fluffy mood rn

p.p.s im so embarrassed at how long this took me sksk but anyway, in lieu of my birthday yesterday ( the 2nd ), here you go love! I hope it was worth the wait!

warnings: puppy love at its finest. readers beware, sex is mentioned but i don't go into detail so I'd say it's minor safe! reader has a name in this fic but this is the only thing that is specified about them !! steve being head over heels, steve being completely madly deeply irreversibly in love with you. minor Eddie!Sibling mentions but not heavy bc im not familiar with him.

"...wild and free..." steve harrington x female!munson sibling! reader

Steve Harrington was completely and utterly down on his knees, hopelessly wrapped around your finger, and he had been from the first time he'd laid his eyes on you. He wasn't ashamed to admit that you weren't normally his type, he'd never much gravitated towards the flower child type of girls, but you? Something about you was just so stunningly killer that it shook him to his core and he just couldn't stay away.

He remembers that first day, he had been in the middle his usual banter with Robin, and wasnt paying one damn bit of attention to any customers, nor was she, and he honestly wouldn't have even known you were there until your hauntingly beautiful giggle carried across the store as he said something you'd thought funny. He jumped in fright, turning to find the source of the noise, and when his eyes land on you he feels his entire body kind of deflate for a moment, his breath leaving his lungs as he locks on you and your wildly beautiful form.

Your hair was a sort of untameable wavy texture that gave off a 'wild and free' vibe, you wore a strange outfit combination of a long, flowy white dress and a fringed brown leather vest coat, it looked completely gut wrenchingly beautiful on you. You smiled at him, an eyebrow raised.

"You all there, pretty boy?" You ask, cocking your head at him. You carried a small bag on your shoulder, and you lifted the top, grabbing a couple dollars out of it.

"Yeah..yeah..I'm here.." He says, shaking his head and clearing his throat. "What can I get for you?" He asked, and you grin.

"Three scoops of strawberry." You shove the money at him, and watch as he goes to grab it from the case. "With chocolate sauce between each scoop." He stops what he's doing, and looks at you.

"Between each scoop?" He asks, looking at you as if you were crazy. You nod once, looking at him. "Seems like you're over doing it a bit but okay.." He mumbles, and does as you say.

When he hands you the cone, with a napkin, he can't help he adore the intensely happy look that crosses your face, and he tries not to notice the way that bounce up and down in excitement. "Thank you, Steve.." You say, taking a long lick of it as you start to turn, getting ready to leave the scoops ahoy store.

"Wait-, how do you know my name?" He asks, stopping you in your tracks. You just give him a funny little look. "What's yours?" You giggle at him, shaking your head.

"All this time we went to school together and you don't know my name?" You ask him, before shaking your head again, sighing. "Makes sense, i suppose me and my brother never were on your radar, we weren't much on anyone's unless it was to make fun of us."

"Your brother? Wait, we went to school together?" He asks, confused, he squints trying to think. How could he not remember you? You were so stunningly, uniquely beautiful, how did he not know who you were?

"Really? We literally walked across the graduation stage together a couple months ago.." You say, he looks like he's thinking for a moment before he shakes his head. "Rosemary Munson? My brother is Eddie?"

He recognized your brothers name, but not yours. "Him, I know..you?" He shakes his head, you pout playfully, you couldn't blame him, you didn't really make yourself very known.

"Well, what a shame, Stevie-boy.." You say, slowly backing out of the store, he calls after you, but you keep on walking, your brother was waiting for you somewhere in the mall.

Steve scoffs, a look of wonder on his face as he turned towards Robin. "She called me Stevie-boy.." It seemed like such a childish nickname to him, but something about the way you said it made his knees feel like jelly, and he felt his tummy flutter.

Robin just shakes her head, rolling her eyes at him. "God, you're so weird." She says, arms crossed over her chest.

You had come in a few more times that week, and Steve had made sure to greet you by your name, sweet talking you as best as he could before he finally asked you, it was a Friday and he had had your three scoops of strawberry, with chocolate sauce in between, already put together and waiting for you for when you walked through the doors.

You did a few minutes later, your face lighting up moreso when you see the boy than the ice cream in his hand. "Awe, how sweet, you already had it all ready for me." You say, going to reach for it, he pulls his hand back, and you pout.

"Ah, ah, ah.." He says, placing his other hand on the counter, his bicep flexing under his sailor shirt. "You can have your ice cream, but there's one condition."

You tilt your head, rocking on your feet. "And just what is your condition of my pleasure?" You ask, hands on your hips. "Hm, Stevie-boy?"

There it was again, that fucking nickname that made his knees go weak. "You, me, dinner and movie." He says, not giving you room to say no. He watches you chew your bottom lip, thinking. Fuck that made him nervous, what if you said no? Shit, maybe I shouldn't have done that, he thought, starting to panic.

You look him over, your brother wouldn't be happy about this, but, you didn't care what Eddie thought, you thought Steve was adorable, he didn't seem like the person he used to be anymore, and you liked that he had changed, that he seemed to be outwardly a better individual. "Okay." You say finally, reaching over to grab your cone from his hand, your fingers brushing his, you let them linger a little longer than you should have. "Pick me up at 7?"

He notices you reaching for your purse and he shakes his head, a grin sliding across his lips. "It's on the house, Rosemary." He says. "I'll pick you up at 7."

Steve was on the dot punctual that evening. He had taken the afternoon off from work, trying to figure out where he was going to take you, he had even resorted to asking Dustin. The boy had suggested that he take you somewhere fancy, but Steve had thought that might be too much, but he also didn't want to not do the right thing. He wanted to you like every part of your date, he wanted to be memorable to you, even if it never went past the first night.

After a couple of hours he had finally decided that he would just let you choose, and he started moving on to his clothes, which he fussed and mussed over for a while. He felt like he was trying too much and not enough all at the same time, god, he thought, what the fuck is wrong with you, King Steve?

He stared at his watch the rest of the afternoon, counting down the minuets. Eventually, he finally dragged himself to his car and started it, pulling out of his neighborhood and into the direction of where he knew you lived.

Your brother was not at all happy to know you were going on a date tonight, with Steve Harrington of all people. He followed you throughout the house, talking your ear off about how his popular dick head views were going to rub off on you, and pointing out that he must not be as great as everyone thought because 'look at him now, Ro, he's working in an ice cream store'. You had glared at him. "How dare you be so judgemental, Eddie." You had said, he pouted at you, not used to hearing you be so firm. "He's a completely different person, and maybe his choice of work has actually helped him to become that."

You had kicked him out of your room after that, slamming the door in his face as you focused on getting dressed. You weren't nervous in the least, you were actually excited. You thought he was adorsbly sweet and you couldn't wait to see how nervous and awkward he was, but how sweet he was also.

You dressed quickly, a pair of tight low cut bell bottomed jeans, a tight white cropped top that went half way down your belly, that had flowy white sleeves that hung off your wrists a little bit. And you put your favorite brown fringed vest on top, before running a brush through your messy hair, unable to tame the frizzed out mess. You added your favorite pair of chunky heeled brown boots too, not bothering to put any makeup on, it's not like you'd been wearing it any time you'd seen him anyway.

After a couple of minutes you heard a knock on the front door, and heard your brother scurry to get it as you finished putting on your jewelry.

Eddie threw open the door, putting his hand up on the doorframe as he stares the boy down. Steve bounces on the balls of his feet. "Eddie." He says, hands in his pockets. The curly haired boy wore a an unreadable expression, his eyebrows pinched.

"Steve." Eddie says, pursing his lips, he opened his mouth to speak, he was going to be his usual over protective self, maybe give him a little help. But then he remembered the way that you had defended him, how sweetly you had talked about him when you'd come back from the ice cream shop every day this week. He hadn't seen you talk about anyone that way in a long time, and he couldn't help but like to see you happy. He settles on something else instead. "You seem like the clueless type when it comes to women, and my sister isnt most women." Steve looks at him, confused. "All im saying is..dairy queen is her favorite, incase you didn't already have a restaurant picked out."

"Oh.." Steve says, relaxing a little. He had expected something different from Eddie. "That does actually help me out a lot..she doesn't seem the fancy type, huh?" He says, his shoulders sagging with relief. Eddie chuckles, shaking his curly head of hair.

"No, she's not." He says, looking towards your room as he hears the door open. You step out, your purse on your shoulder. You stop, looking up at your brother and doing a little twirl for him, asking how you looked. "You look pretty, Rosemary.." He says, a soft smile on his face.

You were indeed pretty this evening, even more so than Steve had seen you before. His tongue caught in his throat and he couldn't quite speak when you stepped into the doorway, your brother having stepped to the side to make way for you. "You ready, Stevie-boy?"

He makes a noise in the back of his throat, holding out his hand. "Yeah..yeah I'm ready." He says, smile gracing his face. You did look a very beautiful sight to him, though most would have said that you were dressed strangely.

Steve never would have thought that that night would lead him to where he was now, nearly a year later with you in his bed, leg thrown over his as you pressed you naked body against his. Your head was resting on his chest, wild hair still sticky with sweat from the evenings activities, your breathing slow and light. He ghosts his hand over your spine, up and down, up and down, his other hand is entwined gently with yours, a feeling that gave him more of a thrill than any other thing he'd done with you. It was like you had casted some sort of spell over him from the first moment he'd heard that beautiful laugh of yours, from the first time you'd smiled at him, the first time you'd called him Stevie-boy..fuck, he was so far gone for you it wasn't even funny.

He wondered if you knew that.

He wondered if you knew just how far in love with you he was, how absolutely head over fucking heels, heart beating out of his chest, ba-dum-ba-dum in fucking love with you he so absolutely was..

He knew he was so absolutely fucking lucky to even have caught your attention, and even moreso to have had the pleasure to take you out. He was probably the luckiest son of a bitch to ever walk the earth to have you in his bed right now, to have had the pleasure of making you so delerious with pleasure that you couldn't even hold yourself up after..he smiles at the thought, chuckling at how you had still been shaking when he had picked you and carried you to the bathroom, legs wrapped around his waist as he cleaned you up, taking a warm shower. He had wiped every inch of you down, except for your hair because he knew that you hated going to bed with wet hair, and he has dried every inch of you off before carrying you back to bed, letting you lay on top of him as you drifted off to sleep.

He smiles, staring up at the cieling, unable to keep the lovesick grin off of his face. His love for you grew wherever you were, anywhere you went, he followed, he couldn't bare to be away from you..he would have to tell you in the morning, just how deeply he cares for you, how he absolutely worshiped the ground you walked on.. how completely and utterly wrapped around your finger he was.

You would probably laugh at him, but he didn't mind because he knew you were his. He didn't mind one damn bit if you thought he was insane, because as long as he has his Rosemary by his side, he was content with anything.

[jungw8ns]

GOING TO AN ESCAPE ROOM WITH ENHYPEN !

PAIRING: boyfriend!enha x gn!reader. GENRE: established relationship, fluff, crack. WARNINGS: profanity (not that much tho), mentions of death (?). WORD COUNT: 100 - 200 each member.

HEESEUNG:

the two of you were so pumped playing an escape room together for the first time that the other people in line had to calm you guys down (which was trully embarrassing to say the least 🤐🤐)

he was looking at the ranking board filled with pictures of players that had succeeded in the shortest amount of time and he just wanted nothing more than to see both your faces on there

but anyways, we all know how competitive heeseung gets 🕴️

oh boy let me tell you, this guy WAS SPEEDRUNNING IT but not the kind you were thinking

the second the timer had started he was literally SPRINTING AROUND THE ROOM LOOKING FOR CLUES YET COMPLETELY MISSING THEM 🏃‍♂️💨💨💨

while he was busy running around, you were picking up the little details in the room and in no time managed to open a few locks

"y/n look i found– oh 😐😑😐"

HE WAS SULKING PLSSS 😭😭😭

when you noticed him standing from afar staring at you with his arms crossed, you called him to solve this one puzzle you already did

*gasps* "oh no! babe i don't understand how to do this, please help me 😔😔🤥🙏🙏"

he had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from letting out that cocky grin but it got out eventually

"oh it's so easy sweetheart, just put this here and then voila! 😉"

when the two of you escaped you suprisingly got to take a polaroid with him home after ranking 2nd in the records

heeseung was the one who held onto it tho, placing it underneath his clear phonecase for safekeeping <3

JAY:

GOD THIS DUDE

THE ESCAPE ROOM WASN'T EVEN THAT SCARY AND YET EVERYTIME YOU GUYS OPEN A LOCK OR A DOOR HIS FIGHT OR FLIGHT INSTINCTS COME UP 😭😭👊👊

"y/n stay behind me >:(("

"um, babe, you do realize that's just a door right?"

"WE'LL BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY?? THE STAFF COULD'VE PROGRAMMED IT TO GROW LEGS?? 😵🧐🧐"

you knew you shouldn't have played horror games with him a few nights ago cause he looked like he was about to lose his mind 😔

you had to shove his ass aside and move on to the next mission cause the both of you knew that he was stalling 🏌️‍♀️

jay was being extra clingy the whole time you were playing, he'd either link arms with you or hold hands (he's literally so adorable) 💞💞

BUT THEN YOU THOUGHT OF DOING A PRANK ON HIM

while you were roaming around the room trying to solve a puzzle, you saw this horse mask on a nearby table

and so you made sure jay was distracted and put on the mask

you could've NOT worn the dusty old thing but where was the fun in that?

"jay can you come here for a sec?"

you hid behind the wall beside the door frame waiting for him to come into your sight and attacked him

now, how about we guess what happens next?

a. he faints

b. he runs away

or c. he slaps you in the face and forces you to buy him food for the rest of the night

if you guessed c then YAY! YOU'RE CORRECT 🥳🎉🎉🎊

THIS HOE SLAPS YOU AS HE SHOULD

"$##/@+(+'£%(:?!!)&£**/*%@"

when he finally takes off the mask like those scenes in scooby doo he's never felt so betrayed in his life

"i- I TRUSTED YOU 😭😭😭 YOU BETTER BUY ME FOOD LATER, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS, THE BETRAYAL???? LITERALLY UNPROVOKED?????"

he wouldn't stop side eyeing you until you guys finally pulled up on the mcdonalds drive thru

"hi, can i get two um– bts meals please? 😒😒 and two oreo mc flurries 🙄🙄 and also large fries 😐😐"

sane (1/3)

would be trailing behind you like a little puppy (i love him so much 😭😭😭)

he either has his arm linked with yours or held hands every five minutes

JAKE:

really focused on the puzzles he's doing but the second he hears you call out his name for help he's there beside you with the sweetest smile

but anyways, mans was POPPING OFF the entire time you were playing

he was solving problem after problem in no time (he wanted to impress you is why he activated his inner flash ⚡⚡) but he did let you play tho, the last thing he wanted to do was make you pissed at him for hogging all the games

def buried jake with compliments and forehead kisses right after ❤️__❤️

and so the two of you got out in like an hour and a few which you were very proud of

"you were so cool today babe, good job !!"

"aww thank you angel 😊😊"

sane (2/3)

SUNGHOON:

would be linking pinkies with you the whole time, only letting go whenever the both of you had to solve something that needed two or more people

there was this one game tho where he had to arm wrestle this literal hand lever to open the door to the last room (yea...don’t ask why, the staffs were pretty weird 😬😬) 

it made him enjoy the experience a bit more as it was only the two of you playing instead of getting accompanied by strangers

HGAWAHSGDHSGHDA PLSS THIS GUY

“oh this’ll be easy, y/n step aside, i’ll handle this 😏😏😏”

idk if you were supposed to think about how handsome he looked with his serious expression on and his veiny hands coming into frame or be worried for him because the lever was REAL HARD to pull that his veins looked like they were going to pop any second soon, you stepped in and helped him tho cause you were a good s/o <3

from a spectators point of view, the two of you looked like y’all were about shit your pants but the two of you eventually succeeded on beating it, immediately dragging him to the next room which had a sofa in it, laying down to catch your breaths

cliché moment ahead ⚠️⚠️

the two of you shared a few laughs before standing up on the empty space, held hands and started to jump in circles to celebrate your success 💃💃

yupp, y’all were never going back to that hellhole again

very stubborn at first, he wanted nothing to do with the game but then you held him at gunpoint by saying:

SUNOO:

"please just this once or else i'll revoke your mint choco ice cream rights 🔫🔫🔫"

"BUT IT'S SCARY IN THERE BABE :((("

"it won't be that scary sunshine, besides, i'll be ready to 🤜💥 yk?? trust me babe i would never let anyone hurt you <33"

kinda pissed since you blackmailed him into the place and also bc he wanted to play bumper cars and dance mania but he yea he caved in pretty quick 😋😋

(y/n let him play his games in peace tf >:(((( )

once you guys got in tho he realized how normal it was and that it was not terrifying at all

THE EPITOME OF CLINGY OMFG

he wouldn't stop back hugging you and you couldn't bring yourself to push him away to play the games so you just let him walk behind you with his arms on your shoulders 😩😩

(y'all were walking kinda funny but don't tell sunoo that 🤫🤫🤫)

yea the two of you ended up escaping with a whopping 2 hours and a few minutes

but it was the effort that counts so A+++++ for the both if you 😜👍👍👍

sane (3/3)

JUNGWON:

was the one who suggested going, he even searched on naver about really good escape room places to visit and was overall really looking forward it

he liked going to places and having fun with you so it wasn't a shock how his eyes were literally crescents and his dimples were so evident

yea he literally rushed the both of you to the place that you were the first in line 😵

while waiting for the staff to finish setting up he was playing with your connected hands like 🖐️✊🖐️✊ (so precious 💞💞)

"y/n why are you taking so long 😭😭 what if they close and we end up not solving a single lock, hurry up por favorrr 😩🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏"

when they finally lead you to the room he was kind of surprised that they had separated the two of you into different spaces (like the one with txt where they had the answers to the other member's puzzles yk???)

he was locked inside a telephone stand while you were handcuffed in the main room

dw the two of you reunited after a few minutes cause jungwon was rushing his lock to get to you 🤭

you both were progressing at an average pace and it made you guys a lot more closer (not that you guys weren't before but you get what i mean)

after you guys escaped the two of you went to eat curry and talked about the whole experience 😋✌️✌️✌️

this boy literally dragged you in the escape room with him

NIKI:

HE DIDN'T EVEN GIVE YOU TIME TO REFUSE HE JUST 😐👉🚪

"ok masterchefs, in order to test your abilities we must go through series of puzzles and make it out alive, understood?"

he tried ignoring how confused you were and went on to try and get you guys to escape

HE'S LAUGHING AT YOU FOR WHATEVER REASON AND OBV YOU LAUGH ASWELL CAUSE WHO WOULDN'T??? his laugh is so contagious pls 🤖🤖 he was so close to d wording cause he couldn't breathe from laughing too much

yea.. you guys spent so much time laughing at each other for being so dumb at this that you ended up playing 'till closing time

spoiler alert: he fails on doing anything cause the second you made eye contact with him this child collapses 😍🤩

GIRL SO EMBARRASSING 🤡🤡

THE STAFF KICKED THE BOTH OF YOU OUT AND NOW YOU GUYS WERE BANNED FROM THE PLACE ☠️☠️

"haunted house next weekend???"

"BET"

NOTE – god they were WAY funnier in my head but yeah.... i love them so much AND OMFG HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN HEESEUNG’S SELCAS LAST NIGHT???!?@??#?@?!?@ HE’S NOT REAL WTF ⁉️❓❓⁉️

also, idk why BUT EVERY TIME I SAVE A DRAFT the paragraphs get scrambled?? £!?) 6=6) 🤣😂💔💔🤣🤣😂💔 it's so annoying but anyways, ilysm pls stay safe and have a great day <33

[luvelyhs]

In the end, we can only save ourselves

harry and y/n are in an open relationship

i’ve been wanting to write this concept for a while cuz i love reading about it so hope you enjoy :)

warning: angst ofc what else do you expect from me 😅

i’m def writing a part two so stay tuned for that :))))

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The fresh red marks littered his neck, they showed someone else had claimed him for themself, had marked her husband with their lips. It was a disgusting thought, and Y/N had to turn away before she quite literally threw up.

“Want some coffee?” Y/N shook her head.

“I’m fine.” He didn’t notice anything, fuck, when did he ever? Y/N was getting sick of it, his obliviousness to her tense and off behavior. Y/N thought communication was key, but sometimes she feels afraid of the future, of what could happen if she voices her feelings and thoughts, of saying she wants to end their open relationship. He’d leave her. She knew it.

“Mmkay.” He turned the coffee maker on, and the only sound in the room was the noise it made. Neither Harry nor Y/N were speaking.

She had to leave because she kept taking looks at him, at his neck. Did he even know what that made her feel? Any semblance of feeling? Did he have any respect for her anymore? It would be respectful to not showcase the work of another on his body, open for her to see, in their own fucking home. It was ridiculous, and suddenly the hurt was replaced with anger.

“Have fun last night?” Y/N’s voice was ice cold, something no one could miss, especially not Harry. He glanced up at her over his phone.

“Yeah, ‘t was fun.” He nodded, eyes moving back down to his phone. Great, now he couldn’t even look at her while they were having a conversation.

“I could see. Quite literally.” Harry looked at her in confusion, while Y/N rolled her eyes at his obliviousness.

“All over your fucking neck, Harry. At least hide that shit next time, will you?” Y/N grabbed her laptop from the island table, backing up her chair, making it squeak against the wooden floor.

“Shit, ‘m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t know.” Y/N scoffed at his guilty tone while she was exiting the kitchen. Y/N didn’t know how much longer she could put up with this. She never wanted this fucking open relationship in the first place. All she wanted was to make him happy, and now she’s so disappointed in herself for lowering herself in that way for a man. Even Harry wasn’t worth it, the man she had loved with her whole entire being and entire soul. Because he’s not who he used to be, and it makes her feel more empty than anything else.

“Be a little more considerate next time, yeah?” She called back over her shoulder, walking to their backyard to get some sun and do some work.

She looked behind to see if Harry was following and couldn’t help but feel a little hurt when he didn’t. The old him would have followed her around like a puppy to see her smile and be happy with him again. This was another example of how much their relationship had changed, for the worse.

Y/N opened her laptop and started looking over a manuscript for her job. It had been an hour or so when she got an incoming Facetime call from her friend back home.

See, Y/N had basically uprooted her life for Harry. She had a good job back home, with her family and friends surrounding her, but she let herself get windswept by Harry and his charm and charisma. He had done everything to sweep her off her feet, even though she didn’t want to be with him in the first place.

He succeeded, eventually, hence why she was in London in their home, where he wanted to settle down, not her. London was cloudy and gray, she wanted the bright sun and blue sky. But she had to follow him, because what the star wants, the star gets.

Don’t get her wrong, Harry and Y/N were so happy during their one and a half year of dating and three years of marriage. They were perfectly happy, she had been enough for him during this time, until six months ago he started becoming distant, wouldn’t come home until late at night and would text her to not wait up for him, he didn’t even know if he would be coming home at all, and that irritated her yet also hurt, because he was growing distant and whenever she tried to initiate conversation about it, he would deflect.

It wasn’t until one evening he broke, started saying how he felt trapped.

“I jus’- we’re good, Y/N, so good. But don’t you think tha’s just not enough? I- I saw someone at the club tonight. I wanted to get her number, I wanted to approach her, and almost did when Mitch stopped me, pulled me back, said I had a lovely wife waiting at home for me.” Y/N hadn’t believed her ears. Her initial thought was- ‘he could go to fucking hell’, but she didn’t want to lose him, she didn’t. Because she loved him. So.. she brought it up. When she shouldn’t have. She should have taken it back as soon as she said it, but she can’t turn back time.

“You wanted to fuck her? That’s what you want to do? Throw a whole 4 year relationship away because you wanted to fuck a pretty girl? Go ahead, Harry. Do what you want.” Harry had approached her, looking at her warily.

“You’re not saying, you want to end us?” Y/N heard fear in his words. He was scared of the end of them, but it wasn’t enough. But in the heat of the moment she shook her head, when she should have said yes.

“No. No.. I.. we can try an... open relationship?” Y/N forced the words out of her mouth, wincing slightly when she saw the bright look on his face. And this is where she was proud of herself for a moment, because she had made him happy again.

“Really? Are you sure?” Y/N nodded, again, forcefully.

“Yeah, sure.” She nodded her head, fake smiling when Harry approached her and granted kisses all over her face, before pulling her into a deep one and showing her how happy she made him with lots of loving through the whole night.

It stopped him being distant for a bit. He would tell her where he was going and with who. She’d tell him to have fun and to be safe, wear protection. He said of course he would. They’d meet for a quick peck, then he was out for the night.

He thought she had nights where she went out too, but she didn’t. And she wasn’t about to tell him that. She had pride, she had suggested it, now she had to deal with the consequences. She couldn’t bring herself to sleep with another person, it was disgusting. All she could have thought about was Harry, and she had months to think about this, about how someone you’re married to would be okay sleeping with another person... it wasn’t okay at all, not for her. She always thought if her significant other wanted to do that, she’d end the relationship, because if she wasn’t enough for him, what was the point of being married?

She had given Harry the benefit of the doubt for a few months, wanted to see if he would end the open relationship himself, but no. He became more bold, this wasn’t the first time he came home with hickeys all over his body. But she had been quiet then, she wouldn’t be anymore.

Y/N quickly answered Anna’s call, greeted by the brunette beauty on her screen.

The excitement on Anna’s face made Y/N miss her more.. made her all the more homesick. She wanted to see this face in person, and it had been a year since she had.

“Y/N!!” Anna screamed, excitedly. Y/N grinned, happy to see her best friend again.

“Anna! I miss you!” She squealed, sitting up a bit to set the laptop on her lap.

“How’ve you been, baby cakes? Still kicking ass at work?”

“I’ve been good... just living life. Of course I have been! Getting promoted soon, just know it.” Y/N smiled, because she genuinely loved her job. She worked at a publishing house and read over new stories, and she loved it because it pulled her into another universe, one where she didn’t think about Harry and reality.

“Still madly in love with your hot hubby?” Anna giggled, clearly teasing, but usually when Y/N would laugh bubbly along with her, she sat silent.

“Y/N? Everything alright?” Anna frowned.

“Umm.. yeah.. just-“ Y/N tried to stop it, she tried, really she did. But the first tear slipped past her defenses then another and then more.

“I don’t know what to do, Anna, I don’t.” Y/N sobbed into her hands, breaking down once Anna asked that question. Everything she had been holding in, was being let out.

“What’s wrong, honey? What happened?” Anna said gently, coaxing Y/N to open up and tell her what happened.

“Don’t- don’t judge, okay? I know I said I’d never let this happen, but, but I dunno. I don’t know.”

“Let it out, Y/N.”

“Harry and I.. are in an open relationship.” Y/N looked up at Anna’s concerned face, nodding for her to continue.

“I’m not judging, baby cakes, do you mind telling me a bit of context? How did you get into the situation, huh?” Anna remembered a conversation they had about their future partners. The topic was cheating and Y/N had said if her partner ever slept with another, it was over. She was a little possessive over her boyfriends, not overtly so, but enough to be so jealous if they were to do anything with someone in front of her or flirt and she didn’t think she could ever handle them sleeping with someone else, and Y/N was so in love with Harry, everyone could see it, so how did she get herself in that situation?

“Uh-“ Y/N sniffed, wiping some tears from her face with her hoodie sleeve. “He waa distant and he said he wanted to hookup with someone one night so I just suggested it. He wanted to do it and it made him happy so I agreed too. I haven’t slept with anyone, I can’t, Anna. I don’t know how he does it.”

“Oh, honey.. I think it’s time you came back to us. Take a break from him and gloomy London. Think things over back home.” Y/N knew she needed to get away, and Anna’s words reinforced that thought.

“Alright.. umm.. i’ll book a flight right now.” Anna gave Y/N a sympathetic smile.

The topic switched to Anna’s life and questions about what’s happening back home, all while Y/N booked a flight back to her local airport for two days from now.

It was a one way ticket, she didn’t know when she would be back. Or if she would be back.

The confirmation email sent to her phone and it pinged to let her know it was there.

“Got it! I can’t wait to surprise my mom.”

“So excited for you to get here, baby cakes. Ugh-“ Y/N could hear kids yelling in the background. “gotta go, Ben just spilled juice all over Bran.” Anna rolled her eyes, blowing her best friend a kiss goodbye and then ending the call.

Y/N sat back against the lawn chair, staring at the pool and pretty garden and trees in her backyard.

A warm hand on her shoulder brought her out of her thoughts, making her jump slightly.

“Harry! You scared me!”

“You alright, bubba?” His tone was serious and concerned, looking down at her with his gently green eyes that forced her to say what she’s been wanting to say for a while, but she held herself back.

“‘course, do I not look alright, Harry?”

“You’ve just been a little, I dunno, tense.. recently.” He chose his words carefully, not wanting to upset his bubba.

“Tense?” Y/N let out a short laugh, staring back out at the blue pool water:

“Talk to me, darling, c’mon.” He stroked her arm, coming around to stand in front of her before dropping low, now she was looking down at him.

“I’m not tense, Harry. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You were crying, Y/N. I can see the tears stains and red eyes. Why were you crying?” A dreadful feeling took over him.

“Why am I crying? Why am I crying? It’s because of you, Harry! I’m crying cause of you! You’re not worth my tears, not anymore. Not when I don’t even know who you are anymore.” Her tone became more soft at the end, a broken whisper at the realization.

“Darling..” He cupped her face, a frown marring his features. “What did I do, hm? This about the hickeys? It won’t happen again, bubba.” His tone was gentle for her.

“It’s more than that. It’s about the whole thing. I can’t keep doing this.. this open relationship anymore, Harry. It’s hurting me, it’s been hurting me. You never noticed, that’s the thing Harry.” Harry gulped, the words slicing a knife through him.

“I thought you were okay with it, Y/N? You brought it up in the first place.”

“Because you would have cheated on me if I didn’t. At least with this I know you’re out with others. Not behind my back.”

“You think that lowly of me, pet? That I would cheat on you? Never, darling, never.”

“You yourself said you wanted to hookup with that woman from the club a few months ago, remember that, Harry? If I’m not enough for you anymore, just tell me. Because I will end this marriage if you don’t.”

“What? Y/N! You’re everything I ever need, baby. Well end this open relationship, you’re the only one for me. I promise.” Y/N shook her head, because the respect for herself was building, and this was step one to recovery. At this point, she knew she had to do this, to save herself from the inner turmoil, the disrespect she had granted on herself for letting this happen. It’s taken a toll on her mental health, and she had to this.

“No, Harry. What we’re ending is our marriage. If I was ever enough for you, you wouldn’t have wanted to be with anyone besides me. I’m leaving in two days. Leave me alone until then.” With that, she pushed Harry away from his kneeling position, and walked back into their house. It hurt to say the words, it hurt to make what she was dreading a reality. Harry stared brokenly at her, not knowing what to do to fix this, fix them, fix her.

[i8jisoo]

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 ⇉ skz with pregnant!reader 

hyunjin x reader | part four of dad!skz

↬ genre; fluff

↬ warnings; pregnancy, lots of cursing (i have a streak), birth, n kkami bein a meanie

↬ notes; ok this might be my fav in the series | 1.5k wc

u and hyunjin actually were broken up when u found out about the pregnancy

u waited (stalled fuck off) until five months since u really didnt know what to do with the news

u kinda feel like ur insane, playing your ex-boyfriends music constantly and watching interviews of him but it kept u company and gave u a reminder that u still needed to tell him

u got this rly cute popped out bump, just rly kinda like those movies but u know its gonna get bigger and grow to have stretch marks

one day ur just sitting on the sofa of your apartment n the next thing u know ur door is being opened and hyunjin is barging in

ofc ur in a sports bras and a pair of basketball shorts cause they r comfortable and shirts r overrated

ur there with set out marshmallows, graham crackers, and chocolate, as well as peppermint sticks on the side just eating them together

ur in the middle of eating a smore u had put together

u swallow ur smore slowly, sucking on ur fingertips n just staring at him

“oh my fucking god- and it’s true?” 

ur honestly so confused until u remember u dont have on a shirt n ur bump is showing

ur standing up in a millisecond, hyunjin getting more upset by the second just looking at u

“why— how? how could you just not tell me?”

baby boy has those angry tears and the strained voice hes just so upset and the guilt is setting in for u

“i’m five and a half months.” 

fuck hormones cause next thing u know ur crying and u cant do anything to make it stop

u guys really can’t be mad at each-other, ur relationship was filled with nothing but kindness and it ended only because u two felt it was going no where

ofc u two argued about it and in the end hyunjin was the one who walked out

“we can try again. you can move back in right? we can stay together and put back the pieces.”

u agreed n by the next morning he was there to help u pack ur things up n take them back to his place

he ends up seeing the box of baby stuff, with unopened bottle packages and sonograms, as well as a disc that was labelled as your 3D ultrasound

u find him just sitting there, staring at the black and white sonogram with tears freely falling down his cheeks

he doesn't even notice u next to him until ur thumb swipes the tear away from his cheek

u two just smile at each-other, his arm wrapping around u n pulling u in to his side

“that’s our baby?” he asks, not removing his eyes from the little white blob that barely was the size of a jaw breaker n u just whispered, “yea, it is.”

ur relationship doesn’t exactly get back into what it was at first,,

ur both nervous and cautious around each other

at first he insists he can just sleep on the couch so u can take his bed but u insist u both can sleep together

hyunjin doesn’t mean to but he somehow always winds up with his arm around u n ur bump every morning

he will talk to the bump n tell them how they r gonna have the best mommy n daddy 🥺

“did u know ur mommy is one of my favorite people to be with? i know ur gonna hear the story one day of how we became parents but i have always loved her, even when we weren’t together i loved your mommy. i hope one day you will love someone as much as i love your mommy, i hope you get your mommy’s personality bub.”

ur fake sleeping wbk but u dont move so u can let him talk

around eight months u two are way more comfortable n are getting closer

he lets u borrow his clothes because u used to do that even when u weren’t pregnant and he figured they were more comfortable & better looking than ur maternity outfits 😣

he rly goes the whole nine yards, buying anything u can think of for the baby n he’ll sometimes wake u up from ur sleep (if he’s rly excited) just so he can show u what he bought

hyunjin is in love with u and kkami cuddling together

also when ur due date got closer u both def went out for walks with kkami or played in the dog park with kkami

(u couldn’t really be as active as hyunjin but it was fine with u just watching)

something within hyunjin changes n he just gets so shy n flustered around u ^.^

he’s crushing so hard on u and u can guess he is but then again u two were just living together for the pregnancy

it’s probably three in the morning n hyunjin had just came home

ofc u were crying

a rly cute dog ad was playing with a baby in it as well :(

u explain n hiccup while doing so

hes so s o f t at this moment

he presses a soft kiss to ur lips n ur like wow thats um—

he doesn’t even care how shocked u r this man goes back in for more kisses

“i want you, i wanna be a real family. i wanna one day marry you, have more babies or get other dogs, that’s all i’ve ever wanted since the day we met.”

enywayz u two r dating,, a g a i n

spooning half of the time during ur last few weeks of pregnancy, but the boys come over frequently n for some reason jeongin is always bringing presents?? its cute but u guys RLY didn’t need anymore toys for the baby

u guys r just cuddling n he’s got one hand on ur bump before ur like

“ow,, fuck that hurt.”

“hey don’t swear around the baby!”

u just suppose it’s a hard kick since the baby had been active a lot recently n the pains had been occurring often

kkami is very cuddly today n he’s giving u kisses

hyunjin lowkey jealous cause kkami doesn’t ever give him kisses like that  ⸜( ⌓̈ )⸝

yall ever seen the thing where dogs know pregnant people the best n they can like SENSE something goin on??

well kkami was on it 

baby kkami is sniffing u n just restless in ur lap n its a lil weird cause kkami is ALWAYS sleeping or sitting still cause kkami has turned as lazy as u n hyunjin

u have this feeling but instead u just tell hyunjin u gotta pee :P

newsflash: u didnt n as soon as u got up, boom, theres ur water breaking and running down ur leg

“it feels gross.”

ur literally whining about ur pants while a baby is coming out of ur ... hooha 😳 n hyunjin is freaking out

he’s rushing around the rooms n making sure everything is in the bag and nothing gets left behind

last thing on his mind is changing ur clothes

though he does, putting u in his baggy sweatshirt and a pair of his shorts

hes freaking out lets be honest the thought of u giving birth is fuckin scary

hyunjin is so out of it and spaced out while ur cool n talking normally with pauses everytime theres a contraction

“aish, why are you so worried? i’m the one that should be worried!!”

ur not cool after an u hit the four hours in labor mark

u do not want to be t o u c h e d

touching u is off limits ur so sweaty n ur body feels like its crumbling u cannot deal with someone holding ur hand or holding u

hyunjin just sits there

hes kinda in a different realm while he stares at the clock on the wall

hes so ready to meet the baby but apparently ur body was exactly 4 centimetres not ready :(

hes just trying to distract u by talking with the boys n his other friends, all of the face timing to talk to the parents to be 🥺

yall r wrapping up a call with jeongin when u have the built up pressure feeling again

he doesn’t even explain to jeongin hes so quickly to hang up n ask u whats wrong

“i— it feels like i have to push.”

he’s already pressing the pretty lil white button on ur bed for the nurses n doctors

they confirm that u indeed r ready to push and that the baby is in position

hyunjin trying to take a peek WHAT A WEIRDO

yall hearing ur baby has a head full of hair and u just give hyunjin this look

like WTF no wonder why u had so much heartburn its because of ur fuckin rapunzel baby daddy

here comes the cries, loud n u just heard the quietest sob from beside u which was hyunjin

“it’s a baby boy, congrats!!”

his lil puppy baby boy 🥺

he had a lil pout like his daddy n his brown locks on top of his head

it was kinda creepy how similar they looked

anyways u dont care ur lil boy is p e r f e c t and nobody could dare tell yall different

u would disagree anyways because thats ur lil pouty baby boy n hes so cute 🥺

“we got a pretty good break-up story right? one for the books.”

he’s got baby boy in his arms bundled up but that doesn’t stop u from smacking his arm before kissing him quickly

“yea, we do.”

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[romanceimp]

Pining hcs: Sai, Shikamaru, Kiba

What would these men do if they were pining after you? NSFW towards the end...Kiba... Amirite? Anyways enjoy my lovelies xx

Sai:

This man is confused…

He’s just trying to work but he can’t stop thinking about you?

Perhaps there is some information I have forgotten to disclose about a mission?

But alas, that wasn’t it

When he paints now, he paints things that remind him of you

Your favorite flowers, that waterfall you like, that one view from the park bench that always makes your eyes light up

He decides to consult some books, and he starts to figure out that he likes you?

He has feelings for you?

Well that is the most logical conclusion considering my pulse accelerates and my pupils dilate when I am in their presence…

But it’s not enough for him to know that he likes you, he needs to know why he likes you

He spends many days breaking it down

He loves that you are so kind and understanding and patient with his learning to feel things again ya know?

He also just thinks you’re really smart and he loves that he can have interesting conversations with you

When the time comes that he has fully analyzed his feelings, he will ask you out

It will go something like this:

Sai: Hello y/n!  (tries his damndest to give you an authentic smile)

Y/n: Oh hey Sai, whats up?

Sai: It would seem that I am experiencing an elevated level of attraction to you, and according to my research (pulls out book) I am to ask you out on a date as a next step   (short pause) Y/n, Would you like to accompany me for a meal or an activity?

Y/n: I would love that 

Will def show you all the paintings he has made of you/for you

Shikamaru:

Y’all been friends for  a while, idk why, I just think he falls for his friends

At first he thinks it’s a draaaag

cuz ur his friend and relationships are way too much work

but he can’t stop thinking about you

You meant a lot to him before, but now, you mean more

Your friendship is built upon banter

But it will get a little bit more flirtatious and suggestive

However, banter is normal so you think he’s just joking

He consults Choji and Choji is such a bro so he gives advice like “Man just be yourself, you’re great! And you’re already her friend so…”

Yeahhhh not helpful cuz then that makes him start to worry if he shouldn’t even try cuz of your friendship

Will stare at clouds and strategize in his head about what he should do

He decides he should just subtly try to make a move on you and then gauge your response

So y’all hiking out in the special part of the woods that belongs to the Nara Clan and you’re staring at a view before hiking back and you’re just innocent saying “Wow, it’s so beautiful!” and he straight says “Yeah” then puts his hand on your waist and looks at you. And you just look at him and kinda sigh. And let’s just say that he wasn’t prepared for this lack of clarity? Like that made it more confusing…

So then he consults Ino and tells her what happened and she’s like “You dummy! That was the look!” She actually gives him good advice and basically tells him to grow a pair and just fuckin ask you out.

So that evening he nips round to your house and asks if you wanna take a walk

It’s dark and it had been raining so the wet pavement is reflecting the soft glow of the street lights.

Shikamaru: So that hike…

Y/n: Yeah, It was a really good time. Thanks for letting me invade your woods.

Shikamaru: (laughs softly) you can invade my woods anytime.

Y/n: Oh yeah? (raises eyebrows jokingly)

Shikamaru: (stops walking) I actually want to tell you something.

Y/n: (looks at him and waits, head slightly tilted with curiosity)

Shikamaru: (becomes serious) I think about you a lot… (his hands trail down your arms and to your waist) As more than my friend.

Y/n: I- I really like you too-

Shikamaru will kiss you then...

As you guys continue the rest of the walk, now holding hands, you will call him an idiot and tell him you were giving him signals all over the place

Kiba:

This man is very vocal about his pining

He and Akamaru will follow you around the village like love sick puppies

Kiba is a puppy when it comes to you

If he sees you while you’re out getting groceries he will shout your name and run after you

Even though he is pretty crazy, he is also a gentleman so he will carry your groceries and help you put them away if you let him

If you let him help you put them away, he will say something like “Maybe I should stay for dinner, since, ya know, I helped with the groceries…”

He will raise his eyebrows at you and give you the smirk

He will also help you make dinner…

Kiba is surprisingly domestic and very caring

If you’re waiting for dinner to finish cooking he will open a bottle of wine and drink with you

Kiba will probably say something like, “Y/n, it’s not a secret that I have feelings for you… do you like me?”

You will probably kiss him in response

Your communication is very physical 

Which then evolves into the MOST INTENSE SEX OF YOUR LIFE

Kiba has stamina,

And is a surprisingly generous lover

Mostly because he will go f e r a l l l l l l for you and he wants to take care of you before his wolf urges take over

He will NOT be gentle…

But he will be tender

And he’s easy to talk to so if you need a break or want one, he will always listen

After amazing sex, you guys eat dinner and he stays over, cuz cuddles

He is yours now, and you are his

He basically (unspoken) moves in after that

(These basically just turned into Sex w/ Kiba, but he doesn’t really pine… he just wants to get to the point and get all your love)

[shincsobright]

☼ sophia & kaiden

send ☼ + a ship and i’ll tell...

who would be the one to randomly adopt a puppy without consultation? you just know it’d be sophia, and kaiden would hate it at first, but then it’d grow on him just like sophia did lol

who would force the other to take aesthetic pictures of them? sophia, but she’d have to teach kaiden angles and lighting and in the end, he’d toss her phone at her and buy her a ring light tripod just so he doesn’t have to suffer anymore

who would do stuff they think is stupid just to make the other one happy? both of them, begrudgingly though.

who picks out the horror movies to watch just so the other will cling to them? this is such a kaiden move, and in reality, sophia isn’t scared at all, but any excuse to touch her man, that’s all i’m sayin

who is constantly studying and who is constantly trying to distract them? i can see sophia distracting kaiden while he’s supposed to be working and keeping her safe, or teasing him when her family is around just to drive him crazy

who initiates the facetime calls whenever they’re separated? kaiden, since sophia wouldn’t want to call if he was busy, and she falls asleep on facetime with him always (or pretends to be asleep to hear him say cute shit to her)

who is more likely to storm out after a fight and who is more likely to cry when they do? kaiden storms out, sophia cries.

who stays up way too late binge-watching their favorite shows? sophia, and every so often, kaiden will wake up in the middle of the night and just take the laptop off of her so she’ll actually sleep

who bites the other’s ear when they’re feeling frisky? kaiden- and it works.

who sprays the other with water when they’re washing the car? kaiden sprays sophia cause of course he does

who has more fun decorating the house during holidays? sophia goes HARD and kaiden acts like it’s ridiculous but probably secretly finds it cute

who is more likely to give the silent treatment when they’re mad at the other? kaiden, cause sophia has never been silent in her life

who plays with the others’ hair more? sophia learned that it calms kaiden down one night and she always finds ways to do that move when he seems aggressive

who is more likely to climb all over the other one when they’re bored? that’s def a sophia move, which almost always leads to sex because let’s be real, with them, lots of things do.

who tries to kiss the other as often as they can? both of them, it’s like a drug, they can’t get enough.

who pouts when the other one tells them to shut the fuck up? THIS IS CANON SOPHIA bye

who initiates the sex and who walks away when the other is riled up? sophia to both, cause i can definitely see her teasing him and then dipping for some event so she can sext him from it.

who always forgets the umbrella and who holds it when they actually have one? kaiden forgets, but if he remembers, he holds it

who demands showering first in the mornings? kaiden, since sophia is a princess who sleeps in till noon

who sneaks into the shower with the other one in the mornings? sophia, if she rolls out of bed feeling particularly frustrated

who prefers riding the roller coasters and who prefers playing the games? sophia plays the games (and loses) while kaiden rides coasters and gives her shit about height requirements (cause she’s a peanut)

who will text the other one thirty times in a row until they respond? sophia, while kaiden will block her for an hour afterward

who always forgets to charge their phone overnight? sophia. it’s practically in kaiden’s job description to make sure it’s charged though

who comes up behind the other and slide their hands into their back pockets? kaiden, whenever a guy is talking to sophia

who tries to get hugs from the other as often as they can? sophia, which kaiden definitely isn’t used to, but appreciates.

who is louder and who constantly has the tell the other to be quiet? sophia’s louder, kaiden is afraid of losing his job if the boss finds out he’s fucking his daughter.

[springday-aus]

Disney Prince!AU with Wonho [Hoseok]

★ Wonho [Lee Hoseok] as Disney’s Hercules ★

moodboard link 

Group: Monsta X

Member: Lee Wonho / Hoseok

Genre: fluff, romance

part of the Disney Prince series 

Type: Bulletpoint AU

Word Count: 1.9k

born a demigod

son of Zeus and a mortal mother

he absolutely adores his mother

he’s not ashamed to say he’s a mama’s boy

on the other hand, he doesn’t really like to talk about his father

especially since he has these powers

the power of physical strength….

he’s not sure if they’re a good thing or a bad thing

like, sure he likes that he can help the elders carry stuff

you know, like their animals when they’ve broken a leg

or moving their houses to more convenient places

the whole village loves him bc they literally saw him grow up as a kid

he turned out so well for someone without a father

don’t be fooled—he can literally physically crush you like a grape, but he’s literally the sweetest boy

anyways

he’s been living normally

despite the whole ability to rip off a 100 year old tree

and lift up a wall 

or a house

or a 200 pound horse 

his life has been fairly normal up until the incident

one day, when Hoseok was about 16 years old

a couple of kids were stuck underneath a rock

okay, an understatement

it was a huge ass boulder

anyways

these kids were stuck underneath and Hoseok lifted it to let the kids out

since that day, the elders called him Wonho

meaning a brave lion, the protector of the village

since that day, he’s been doing around helping others a bit more 

he started putting himself out there to help people 

it was small but these tasks got gradually bigger

it started from saving kids

to fighting against monsters

to saving the entire universe (but that’s another story)

next thing he knew the entire village was calling him a hero

there were statues made of his figure 

his face was slapped on e v e r y t h i n g 

the gods made a star alignment for his stature

he became one of the most famous faces

some just like to call him a Greek god that fell from the heavens

he still blushes every time someone calls him that

the ladies swoon the hardest when he’s on his Pegasus high in the sky

and the light shines oh so perfectly to emphasize his perfect, chiseled face

geez this man is very attractive and he doesn’t even know it

moving on

it’s important to remember that he did not get to this position alone

he was able to train with/under Hyunwoo

Wonho wanted to understand how he can be a better hero

to protect the ones he loves

and those in the community 

he is such a good boy, I want to cry

anyways

he heard about how Hyunwoo trains heroes the best so he made his way over and

here he is

even after completing his training, he continues to work on himself

so if he can’t sleep or when people don’t need help

he would be in the gymnasium to work out

or he’d be doing practice training in an abandoned field that Hyunwoo had set up

as he got older, all he really does is help people and train to be better at what he’s doing

since he’s been helping out, the chaos has decreased significantly and he finds himself wandering elsewhere for adventure

this is how he meets you 

I mean, you wouldn’t say you were in danger

but also, you were in the woods and you didn’t know this one all that well

and you may or may not have ended up messing with this lake monster that you def shouldn’t have been messing with

so there you are

in the middle of a lake

being held hostage by some

ugly troll ass, centaur thing

(tbh, you couldn’t really tell what he was, a river guardian???)

I literally mean held btw

you were literally in this creep’s hand bc he’s the size of a giant

so Wonho was walking around the forest with Pegasus, trying to find a new place and see if anyone needed his help

and very faintly he hears something from the distance

“if you don’t put me down, I swear to cut off your balls and rip off your—”

oo he didn’t wanna hear that

but he still rushes towards it

that’s when he spots you in this monster’s hand, struggling to get out

he slowly approaches you two

Wonho: “uh, excuse me? sir? could you, um, let them go?”

you speak up first, without taking two glances at him

You: “keep moving junior, I can handle this—have a nice day”

you flash him a sarcastic smile, hoping he’ll move along with his day

but he doesn’t 

instead his shoulders kind of drop for a second, slightly disheartened, but only for a second

because he stands up straighter and pulls out his sword

Wonho: “you might be too close to his situation—I’m sorry to do this without your consent, but I have to do my job”

before anyone can say anything else, Wonho dives in and does what he does best

he fights off the bad guy

next thing you knew, you fell into the water and it’s all a blur

you fished yourself out, trying to dry off

Wonho managed to punch the living daylights out of the river guardian so he was just passed out and drowning in the river

but who cares about him

after Wonho ensures he’s not dead, but unconscious

(and Pegasus does his little cheer for him)

he moves over to you

Wonho: “..... hey”

You: “hi”

Wonho: “are you okay?”

You: “after getting all the water out of my ears, I’ve decided that I’ve been better”

Wonho: “sorry… about that—it was kind of stupid, I should have thought that out better”

You: “you think?”

you eye him up and down as you try to dry off your shoes

You: “they give you a name with those rippling pectorals?”

Wonho flushes, laughing rather awkwardly

Wonho: “they call me Wonho, but you can just call me Hoseok…”

you look at him again

he turns into a deeper shade of red under your eyes

You: “I prefer Wonder Boy”

he lets out another small laugh

Wonho: “what’s—what’s your name?”

you give him yours, as you wring out the bottom of your shirt into the water

he repeats it, with a small smile on his face

Wonho: “soooo, how’d you get mixed up with the—”

you finish for him

You: “the pinhead with hooves?”

he lets a little laugh out

it’s kind of cute

You: “well, you know how men are, they think no means yes and get lost means take me, I’m yours”

you let out an airy laugh as Wonho stands there confused

You: “don’t worry about it, Wonder Boy, you’ll figure it out eventually”

you stand up, ignoring the water that continues to drip down

You: “well, Seok, thanks for the help, but I gotta bounce”

Wonho: “ah…”

he can’t really hide his disappointment: “where—where are you going?”

You: “oh, you know, here and there”

you flash a smile at him: “I’ll see you around”

Wonho: “how?”

You: “life has its ways… bye bye Wonder Boy”

you walk off and disappear into the woods

Wonho finds himself still looking off, even as your figure disappears

Pegasus huffs at him, almost mockingly at how mesmerized he is at your presence

he turns to Pegasus and points a finger at him, as if he’s scolding him

Wonho: “not a word”

he continues to go on and eventually stumbles into a little town

…. your little town :)

obviously he didn’t realize

until he saw you again about a week later

you were hanging around a fruit stand that belonged to your friend’s 

you looked just as beautiful as he remembers 

and less angry 

Wonho: “hey” :)

You: “Wonder Boy, back to me so soon, miss me that much?”

Wonho: “yeah, I did”

oh

you didn’t expect him to be so straightforward

You: “so, you’re just hanging around town?”

Wonho: “it’s kind of like that”

You: “I heard some hero killed the monstrous lion, I should’ve realized it was you Wonder Boy”

Wonho: “ahhh…”

he flushes once again, rubbing the back of his neck

Wonho: “I—I’m no hero”

You: “sure you are, just remember, you are in a new town, take a break while you can”

You: “I will warn you though, it’s hard to find pretty sights in this dump”

Wonho: “I don’t think it’ll be that hard…. not without a guide at least…”

you look at him with a raised eyebrow

Wonho: “tHAt’S iF yoU wANT…. yoU don’T hAVE TO….”

you let out a laugh as he continues to flush into a darker red

he’s a cute boy, might as well shoot your shot

you wave to your friend as a silent goodbye and slowly start to walk off

without looking behind you, you shout out

You: “you coming, Wonder Boy?”

Wonho snaps out of his daydream that’s right in front of him

Wonho: “yes ma’am”

and thus the start of a beautiful relationship

Disney Prince!Wonho is as wonderful as it sounds

he already adores the life out of you

and he basically worships the ground you walk on

(as if you were the one with Greek god genes)

you, on the other hand, think he’s like a little puppy

a puppy that can kill you with his strength 

but a puppy

he loves praise

he needs attention

he loves affection

he’s basically a soft, gigantic puppy

this view kind of changed when you saw him in action

I mean you did see him in action that one time

but his life wasn’t really in danger

and lowkey he looks hot fighting

but like….

when he killed the Stymphalian Birds…

when he captured the cattle of Geryon….

I guess you kind of drew the line when you saw Cerberus on your front lawn

(he’s absolutely more adorable than people said, but it is still a three headed giant dog)

you were just concerned for him and the danger he was putting himself in

and Wonho kind of ate that shit up

but he did console you

he became a lot more careful to consider your feelings

that did mean more official training with Hyunwoo

but anything to make you happy

anyways

most of the time,  he stays to help the village

the elderly and kiddos there have grown to love him

I mean what’s not to love but

anyways

sometimes he does have to travel a bit farther for the king or something

but he always brings back some type of souvenir for you

he loves to spoil you

when he went to the Amazon, you got the most gorgeous flowers

another time, he brought some golden apples for you

he says it’s to make up the time away from you

and your heart absolutely melted

his presence makes up for it

he’s great okay

anyways

so you know how Pegasus is like his sidekick?

you two bonded 

he’s not sure how but 

Wonho loves that you and Pegasus get along

but y’all bonded a bit too much 

like you two won’t say anything but it’ll be on your faces when you’re judging him

moving on

you haven’t stopped calling him Wonder Boy

some days he prefers it

others, he prefers it when you call him Seok

so, affection 

this man needs it

whenever he’s in the same space as you

he’s like touch

it’s not like you’re gonna reject it

even if you roll your eyes, you always run into his arms

when he gets back from his trips

he doesn’t let you go for days

**cue you two waddling around because he’s backhugging you**

humor—while most of yours is dry

he still laughs and goes with it

he tells jokes unknowingly

like some of the stuff he says is ridiculous

and you just burst out laughing

you two are just very attuned with one another

very harmonious

very cute

Wonho: “when I’m with you, I don’t feel so alone”

You: “good thing you’re stuck with me then”

Wonho: “I wouldn’t have it any other way”

[nashwillms]

Have you seen ERIC ‘NASH’ WILLIAMS ? This THIRTY-EIGHT year old is a ROADIE / BREWERY OWNER who resides in QUEENS. HE has/have been living in NYC for THREE YEARS, and is known to be HELPFUL and RELAXED, but can also be IRRESPONSIBLE and UNRELIABLE, if you cross them. People tend to associate them with LIVE MUSIC and WELL-TUNED ACOUSTIC GUITARS.

y’all there’s rly no intro necessary, this is all you need to know about nash: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2SzEYKbxSg now that tHAT is out of the way, here’s yet another idiot man! feel free to hmu for plots or like this and i will hYu (is that a thing?) 

tw: suicide, violence mention, underage drug use

about —

full name: eric williams age: 38 birthday: december 14th, 1981 ( sagittarius ) sexual orientation: heterosexual gender: cis male pronouns: he/his

bio — tw: suicide, violence mention, underage drug use

the eighties were a wild time. fifteen-year-old evelyn williams had ran away from her home in kentucky to pursue her dream to be a country singer, landing her in nashville, tennessee. but instead, she ended up tangled with some shady people in the industry, people who got her intro drugs — and eventually she ended up pregnant.

at age sixteen, evelyn delivered a boy, in a home for unwed mothers, about an hour away from nashville. her original plan had always been to simply leave the child there, because her christian upbringing would not emotionally allow her to have an abortion. but she changed her mind at the last second; she took her son with her, and named him eric. no specific reason, it was just the first name that she thought of.

despite the hurdles, she still attempted to pursue her dreams. at a very young age, eric was hanging out backstage at different small venues, watching his mother perform. so, it could be said he grew up around music.

( suicide tw!! ) when he thinks of his mother, he tries to remember the smiling singing girl in cowboy boots and button up shirts — and not the lifeless corpse hanging from the ceiling he walked into, aged six. why she’d taken her own life, the boy never understood. and while he never felt anything negative towards his mother, he was angry she had decided to leave him alone. after having to call 9-1-1 (a thing he will now refuse to do), some people came and took him away.

eric proceeded to grow up in the foster system. from home to home to home to home, it was like nobody wanted to keep him. no matter how good he was, how smart he was; families would always end up sending him back. 

when he was sixteen, though, an argument with his then foster family ended up in violence. his foster father have eric a black eye, and in a moment of complete desperation, he grabbed what he could in his book bag and ran away, slowly making his way back to the city. 

one night, he decided to go to the venue his mother would perform at, sneaking backstage. of course, he got caught almost immediately — but the the performer’s crew leader told security he was with them, so the boy was let go... and he had a job. of course he was asked what his name was, and his answer was nash. eric williams was on the run, so he couldn’t give that name! and surprisingly, it stuck. when he talks about how he met john and how he got to work for him, a smile always appears. the story is so ridiculous.

he started working for this man’s crew, mostly as a roadie: carrying, loading / unloading, setting up and breaking down equipment for different performers, all around the country. being unsupervised, nash got himself into a pattern of irresponsibility: drugs and girls, girls and drugs. it is very probably he has scattered a large amount of children across the country in the last 20 years, yet he has not even entertained the thought. 

fast forward to sixteen years ago: nash scored another gig working with violet banks’ crew. he had heard of the musician before, and the young man was thoroughly impressed. she was incredibly talented and beautiful — not to mention successful, and his age. that was what impressed him the most, how much she had accomplished when they were so close in age. so, one could say he had a crush. not very rare in nash, but alas.

how he managed to get her to even give him the time of day is still a mystery. he did consider himself a charming person, so it probably had something to do with this trait of his. knowing they didn’t have a lot of time, as the end of the tour approached, the pair got involved in a very fast but very passionate romance. to this day, nash still remembers this specific love fondly. it was probably the most interesting thing that had happened to him, too.

however, after violet’s tour was over, he never heard from her again. mostly because he never even reached out. when he heard she had had a baby, it made him want to reach out even less. of course, the thought that it could be his child didn’t even cross his mind. ( so, he has no idea jamie is his, and has NO idea what has happened to him or to violet. mans gonna have a bad, bad time! but a well deserved one! )

a few years later, he found a puppy tied to a pole while staying in a crappy motel in atlanta. he figured the owner would get back to the pet soon, but when he walked by the same pole and saw the pup still there, nash decided to take it with him. 

he’s a german shepherd named bullet, and he’s 11 now. probably the closest thing nash has had to an actual responsibility.

how the man ended in new york was also a funny story, or so he’ll say. although it really wasn’t funny, it was mostly sad. while on a job in new york, bullet got ran over by a yellow cab. he survived, but the vet advised to let him rest at home for the foreseeable future. which was of course a problem, considering nash didn’t really have a home. he mostly lived in cheap motels or on friends’ couches. he drove an old truck, and now he had to find himself a place to live in the most expensive city in the world.

all of his savings went to this venture. he’s not poor, but not well off either. he’s somewhere in the middle, because he had been saving his money to buy that venue in nashville — of course that doesn’t seem possible anymore.

although he’s legally been living in queens for three years, he has been in and out of town for the most part, really making it more of a consecutive year, maybe a year and a half. especially now that bullet is old, and after the accident, he’s become prone to more ailments. it wasn’t bad until recently, which was why nash would still come and go, leaving him with a dogsitter, but now that he’s become more frail, nash is trying to be consistent and be with his friend.

some connections: ANYTHING / EVERYTHING ( always down for anything! )

more specific ones ( at least the ones i can think of ) - dogsitter: someone who’s close to nash, very trustworthy. he wouldn’t leave bullet with anyone when he leaves! - friends: he def needs those! he’s a very flexible character too, as in he’s been pretty much everywhere in the states, so there can always be a plot there when/ if your character isn’t from new york! - ex lovers: he def needs all of these, basically the same terms from ‘friends’ apply here: he’s been everywhere, and he’s one irresponsible idiot. he’s definitely never called anyone back. - music people: nash loves music! he still works backstage at a bunch of venues in the city (nothing gigantic though), but he def loves anyone who knows anything about music. he plays the guitar, if that adds any depth!

( this is my second attempt at trying to post this intro... tumblr ate my first draft and i was so very sad... so forgive me if this is terrible. second attempts usually don’t turn out as great but ! i tried my best. my two remaining brain cells and i thank you for reading this AT ALL. ) 

[lysitheaioandeuropa]

ALL THE MYTHOLOGY ASK BINCH

i can’t believe this is from a month ago lol

Anubis: How do you feel about death?- I’m not quite sure you know. i don’t think anything happens after, which makes being suicidal all the time a little easier. i just feel like everything stops. like you literally just go to sleep forever, at least one would hope. losing people though it really fucking sucks and is rly hard trauma to come to terms w.

Atum: What are your greatest imperfections?- I’m a fat obese binch w no fucking self control, next

Bastet: Do you have any cats?- no bc I’m deathly allergic, but i wish i could

Hathor: What brings you joy?- lmao at my old answer for this. sandy, I love her so so so much. she licked my tears away today which I know may seem gross but was p therapeutic and it helped and then i napped. i need to finish her emotional support registration bc i can’t imagine my life without her now

Horus: What is one thing you’ve had to fight for in your life?- every single fucking thing. i had to fight to go to college, fight to move out, fight to be treated like an equal to my peers, fight for simple material shit like a car and comfortable enough place. fight and work for love so so so hard. i wish i had just ONE (1)! thing come easy to me. i was kinda bright growing up but that’s about it?

Osiris: Do you believe in the underworld?- i do ship hades and persephone all the fucking way, have that pomegranate and get ya mans girl rule that underworld and be the best mom cerberus will ever know

Ra: Do you have any major responsibilities or importance?- just to pay my bills on time and not die or starve. show up to work every day, and take rly rly rly rly good care of my dog, i spoil her i know i do and i know it’s bad but i need it and you can tell she didn’t come from a god home before so she deserves it

Thoth: Do you like to read/write?- i love it, i really genuinely do. i just don’t have that kind of energy anymore THOUGH the few times i do it’s so fuckin therapeutic and i feel brand new

Arawn: What is the most terrifying thing you’ve ever done?- i guess pick up and move across the state on my own, TWICE. falling in love w my gf is a close second, as is my relationship before that bc i was fucking terrified both times. first was fear of the unknown and fear of something so new, and now was.. fear of the same, as well as.. fear of being uncomfortable, fear of starting over.. and not just my love life but every other aspect of my life as well. it felt like i picked up and threw out the whole (previous) relationship. not in an “idc” sense, but i couldn’t bear to be in same apt, the same job, the same spaces whatsoever. it was terrifying to keep living afterward. everything else ive done has just been shit i thought i had to do to get by. not confront abusers, work hard for literally ANYTHING i wanted, etc. sidenote, i also went through a rly bad reckless behavior bpd phase and some of the things i did were very unlike me and  slightly terrifying in retrospect. i feel like it was me trying to take control of something, ANYTHING, but still didn’t work.

Bran: How is your health?- physically, shit; mentally, shit. lmao. i can confidently say i am working on both though

Brighid: Tell us about your relationship with your father.- it has had its fair share of ups and downs. my father raised me as a single dad and he was great at it. i had birthday parties, i had the books, shoes, toys i wanted - even if it meant waiting a little more than everyone else bc my dad worked hard and only made so much for us both. my dad having to do all that came totally left field for him i imagine and he fucking rose to the occasion. somewhere down the line he did begin to resent my mother and i when she wandered back around, and i know he didn’t like that i chose her every time even though she paid me no mind and he was a doting parent. i went a couple years without talking to either of my parents, but we’re all actually pretty good now. my mom has made up for a lot and she’s not perfect bt she’s still trying and i can say the same for my dad as well

Cernunnos: What is your favorite animal?- pandas, otters, and puppies are god tier. koalas, giraffes, hedgehogs (no sonic), and chinchillas are also up there

Danu: What is your relationship with your mother?- i guess you can read above.. but basically it was shit before and now we get along but I don’t tell her anything you know. she still thinks I’m straight, a virgin, and have never had one (1) alcohol, deadass.  however, she’s still comforting? I wanted her to stay longer this weekend, I felt she’d help me hold it together even if I couldn’t tell her what was wrong

Morrigan: What do you think happens when we die?- first question. but basically you slip into a comfortable coma

Olwen: What is your favorite flower?- sunflowers

Rhiannon: Have you ever been betrayed?- I have felt betrayed before, yes. sidenote i hate that this is Rhiannon. 

Bragi: What kind of music do you listen to?- just about everything but fuck country music. maroon 5’s new album is rly good

Freya: Have you ever been in love?- yes i have and this shit has hurt every single fucking time, lol. and it always feels like it can never hurt more, but each time has been infinitely worse than the previous for me

Freyr: Do you have any children?- my daughter, sandy

Hœnir: Are you a silent or talkative person?- silent. I hardly talk, I’m not rly verbal, though when I have to front like I am I’m pretty good at it. but if it were up to me I wouldn’t talk at all. though there times (especially when manic) that i can go on and on and on. that was rly easy w my bf before and helped as far as better developing how to express myself verbally/communicating in general 

Iounn: How old are you?- can we not talk about my age and the existential crisis I have every time I think of it, thanks

Loki: What is the best trick you��ve ever pulled on someone?- i don’t really pull tricks and shit like that

Odin: What is your family like?- nonexistent

Thor: Would you consider yourself pretty powerful?- i am A WEAK BINCH!!!!!

Tree: What have you done with your life? What are you going to do with it?- I haven’t done much of anything. I just want to make money, pay off debts, own some pets, live comfortably.. be skinny

Aphrodite: What do you think of yourself?- I don’t think much of myself which has been identified as such a grande problem by others & by those who actively validate that so…

Ares: Are you an easy person to anger?- I wouldn’t think that I am, but it doesn’t take much for me to split on someone

Athena: Would you consider yourself an artist?- not much of one anymore

Apollo: Do you play any instruments?- piano, bassoon, sax, bass clarinet, french horn/mellophone

Dionysus: Do you drink?- I like red wine & henny

Hades: Do you have a bad reputation?- i sure fucking do now bitch

Hekate: Have you ever tried to communicate with the dead?- caucasian activities bruh

Hermes: Have you ever stolen anything?- walmart self checkout more like optional check out you feel me

Poseidon: Are you a moody person?- hi, i have bpd. (no this isn’t me justifying any behavior or whatever, but it quite literally is the reason why I’m “”””””””moody”””””””)

Zeus: Are you a confident person?- fuck no, next. i mean okay, i can be, fake confident, and i used to really have an air of confidence about me befroe but no longer do and it saddens me. petition to bring back 2k14 claudia tbh

Jupiter: Would people say that you are intimidating or fairly approachable?- I believe I’m approachable but I’ve been told I have chronic RBF and am incredibly intimidating and completely UNapproachable. my kids didn’t seem to think that when I taught though so that was cool

Pluto: Where do you think we go when we die?- i hope the underworld

Apollo & Dianna: Do you prefer to be up during the day or at night?day, i def wish i can get more done bc night is sleep time

Mars: Have you ever gotten into a fight?- both verbal and physical altercations

Minerva: Do you generally give good advice?- “dump him sis”

Proserpine: Have you ever felt trapped?- yes, mostly by my mental illness(es)

Plutus: Do you have a job?- yes, thank god

Venus: Have you ever had your heart broken?- of course, it’s broken right the fuck now binch!

Vesta: Do you like being home or do you try to get out whenever you can?- I’m a fucking SLUT for being home bitch omg. but at the same time i like traveling and getting our but i def prefer lowkey things. bookstores, wine tasting, shit like that

Morpheus: Do you daydream often? Of what?- of a lot more like having a sense of stability and whatnot. being loved completely and wholeheartedly 500% mutual healthy devotion. i want someone to invest in me

[taegijae-blog]

BREAKFAST DELIVERY 8

pairing: 2jae

genre: fluff, if you squint there’s angst

word count: 2k

description: the school’s hottest boy im jaebum wants to get a certain boy’s number.  but the first problem is: he’s unhappy and not eating.

status: completed

note: this was originally posted on wakaba’s wattpad @/jaeholics

| part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |

“Where’d you buy those jeans?”

Munch munch. Chew.

“Um.”

Chomp chomp.

“Yes?”

Youngjae looked over to the side, where Im Jaebum continued to persistently walk beside him. He swallowed down the mouthful of cookies he was chewing on, not bothering to wipe away the crumbs around his mouth. “Why are you still following me?”

And also talking to me, he wanted to ask.

“I’m going to the supermarket down this road. It just so happens that you also head this way to go home,” Jaebum said with a light shrug of his shoulders. While he walked alongside the younger, he made sure to close the space between them by a tiny bit. “But those jeans. I really like them.”

“…” Youngjae stared blankly at the path ahead of him, chewing on some more cookies. “I got them in Japan.”

“Oh. You went to Japan?” Jaebum said, mostly to himself as he nodded his chin slowly. “Do you like the cookies?”

Youngjae sort of paused his jaws from munching and glanced at him with an odd look. “Yeah… Why…?”

Ah—why’d you say that, you idiot?

“Oh, well—I mean, they look good from the way you’re eating them.” Jaebum tried grinning to make the suspicion leave his shoulders. Youngjae glared at him in doubt before glancing back to the road.

Jaebum sighed and started jogging out of nowhere. He was eager to go to the supermarket and pick out ingredients he’d use in order to cook something amazing for Youngjae. Feeling a bit too excited, he turned around and jogged backwards briefly.

“I actually just really like your legs, not the jeans!” he shouted with a wink before facing forward, sprinting to the market and out of sight.

Youngjae stood still in place, a few crumbs falling from his gaped mouth.

🍽

“Jinyoung.”

“What.”

“I need something.”

“What is it.”

“A thermos.”

“Why do you need a thermos??”

“Just because. Can you bring one over whenever you can?”

“When are you going to return it?”

“Once I get it back. Trust me, I’ll have it washed the day after tomorrow.”

“…Alright. You better not be doing anything stupid. I have high quality thermoses, got it?”

“Sure.”

Jaebum pressed the end call button and placed his phone down on the table. He stretched his arms and legs before rushing to his kitchen, tying on a blue apron with cute ducklings on it (a gift given by his mother which he refused to use).

He was ready for this.

🍽

All of his friends noticed Jaebum was unnaturally excited the next morning. They had no idea, of course, about the blood, sweat and tears Jaebum had invested in the afternoon before, cooking something that he guaranteed would taste fabulous.

His foot tapped against the floor endlessly throughout the first periods of the morning. He seemed to be hyper all day, in fact, because his arm shot up to answer the teacher’s questions and his pencil in hand moved at an unnatural speed. His teachers were shocked yet also proud to see the Im Jaebum like that for once.

Lunchtime.

Jaebum practically ran to his English classroom—he would’ve, but teachers were adamant about yelling at students to not run in the hallways—and almost ran straight into the closed door. His hand pulled on the doorknob but, to his horror, it wouldn’t budge.

The one time the teacher locked his classroom.

Jaebum slammed his head against the door in disappointment.

“I’ll hand it to him after school…” he murmured to himself as he walked to the cafeteria in defeat. “No, no… i have to make it anonymous. Then how do i do that…”

Jaebum was still muttering things to himself as he sat down at the usual table with his buddies Jinyoung and Jackson. The blonde was unhappy and pouting because Mark was absent, having caught the flu. He glanced over to where Youngjae usually sat at, only to see the two (weird) sophomores BamBam and Yugyeom. That was strange, since he had see Youngjae walking around the halls that morning.

“Jesus, Jackson, if you’re that worried then you should’ve skipped school with him.”

“Nooo… I promised to study well for him. And for my mom, too,” Jackson whined as he sobbed into his chicken. Jinyoung rolled his eyes and stood up from his seat, grabbing his backpack with him.

“Yo, where are you going?”

“A meeting with the student council,” Jinyoung said with an exhausted sigh. Jaebum rushed to open his backpack and took out a cloth bag with a thermos and container in it. He handed it to his friend and made puppy eyes at him.

“Can you hand this to Choi Youngjae if you see him? Please?”

Jinyoung squinted his eyes. “Why should I?”

“Because I’m going to treat you for a snack after school today.”

“Fine.” Jinyoung grunted and took the bag, annoyedly heading for the meeting room.

🍽

“Don’t you ever even think about touching her again!” the senior snarled, kicking the junior in the shin. He collapsed to the floor, staring at his feet silently. Jinyoung happened to be climbing up the stairs when he noticed that happening. He hid behind the corner and watched as things went on.

“I didn’t even mean to do it! She bumped into m-” his cry was cut off when he was kicked again, this time on the other shin. Both of his legs were pain as he clutched them, curling into a ball on the floor. The senior and the girl watching walked away from the scene, but not before the boy he spat on his face.

Youngjae was thoroughly disgusted at the senior and at himself for being uselessly weak.

jaybee

[jype]: come to 2nd floor hallway

[jype]: youngjaes injured.

Jinyoung shook his head slightly as he appeared from the corner and approached the boy in pain. Crouching down, he put down the bag right next to him and grabbed a tissue from his pockets to wipe away the spit on his face. Youngjae stared at him in disbelief, recognizing him as the emotionless friend of Im Jaebum.

When he started to leave, Youngjae rushed to try and stand on his feet. “W-wait-”

“I’m busy,” Jinyoung said simply, not bothering to turn back.

“I just… wanted to know if you’re the person who’s been leaving m-”

“I couldn’t care less,” Jinyoung interrupted, moving his head to the side so he could glare at the stumbling Youngjae. He soon went into a room, leaving the younger stunned silent.

“Youngjae!” someone rushing up the stairs called out. It was Jaebum with his backpack hanging on one shoulder, running to where the other was. Panting, he asked, “What happened to you? Are you okay?”

Youngjae’s expression was dazed but gradually turned into hurt. “Not really,” he murmured, trying to stand up but failing. Jaebum held onto his arm with one hand and the other onto his waist, helping him stand on his feet.

That touch felt so oddly familiar.

“I’ll take you to the infirmary.”

“No,” Youngjae refused, grabbing the bag that was left for him. “Somewhere without other people.”

“Right… okay,” Jaebum muttered under his breath, guiding the other as he attempted to walk a bit more. Seeing how painful it’d probably be for him to travel that many flight of stairs, Jaebum swooped him up by the legs and carried him in his arms.

Although Youngjae usually would’ve been against it, he only blushed lightly and stayed quiet.

Jinyoung, from the meeting room, was watching with an unimpressed look on his face.

Youngjae was back at home, where only he and his puppy Coco were present. He plopped down into a chair at the dining table and placed the bag down, peeking into its contents.

He took out a tall thermos and another small plastic container. The delicious scent hit him the moment he took them out the bag, making his mouth water in anticipation of the taste. He screwed off the lid of the thermos and was met with the sight of bright yellow ramen in red red broth. The plastic container contained bulgogi that seemed awfully homemade.

Yum.

As expected, there was also a note left in the bag. Youngjae pulled it out and read it with a growing smile.

make sure to warm up the meat before eating

He couldn’t help but squeal. This person, whoever it was, made him so happy on unimaginable levels. He quickly grabbed a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen drawers and dug into his ramen. Sighing in happiness with a mouthful of food, he played with the note in his free hand.

It was weird how he’d refuse to eat any food from anyone—no matter homemade or storebought—including himself, except for this stranger…

…and ‘Def Soul’?

He almost choked on his food from eating too fast and chugged down a cup of water.

Once he was finished, he went over to the kitchen sink and washed the thermos and container thoroughly. He was making sure to clean it and return it in the best quality, washing every inch of it. Turning the thermos upside down, he was sure to wash the bottom side too.

“…?”

A sticker that said 'P. Jinyoung’ was stuck to the bottom.

🍽

Youngjae held his phone tightly in his sweating hands.

His finger was hovering above the 'send’ button and had been doing so for a minute by then. He shut his eyes and pressed the screen, hoping that ‘Def Soul’ would either reply immediately or never reply in general to save him from embarrassment. Turning off his phone and throwing it next to him, he lay down on the bed with a long sigh. His hand was on his chest, on his confused heart.

He remembered who Park Jinyoung was.

He was a close friend of Im Jaebum. A member of the student council. Feared by everyone, including Jaebum, because of his unsuspecting anger.

He was there when Youngjae was being shoved around by those girls. It was true that he found it strange how the person giving him food knew about the girl whispering something to him, which was something he only told to Jinyoung.

And the day before, when he was kicked by that senior, Jinyoung was there to personally give him that bag of food.

He honestly thought that the chance of that person being Jinyoung was high, but his mind wouldn’t forget about how he was so cold to him.

'I couldn’t care less,’ his voice echoed in his head.

His phone buzzed and he shot straight up, glancing at his bright phone screen to see who it was. He quickly unlocked his phone and typed furiously, having to rewrite his message multiple times.

???-hyung

[c.youngjae]: hey, are u able to talk?

[???]: yeah

[???]: whats up

[c.youngjae]: i hope you don’t mind me ranting about something;;

[???]: go ahead

[c.youngjae]: so ive been getting food from this person who noticed that i don’t bring a lunch to school

[c.youngjae]: recently they gave me homemade food which was great and all but…

[c.youngjae]: there was a name on the thermos the food was in

[c.youngjae]: its the name of this guy who’s p cold to me

[c.youngjae]: and kind of mean

[c.youngjae]: idk whether to believe that its him?? bc i may or may not have a lowkey crush on this person;;; and he seems to basically hate me

[???]: ah

[???]: so u dont know who’s giving u food?

[c.youngjae]: not at all no

[c.youngjae]: i do want to find out…

[c.youngjae]: but im too nervous about everything being a joke

[c.youngjae]: like,,

[c.youngjae]: what if this person’s doing this on purpose just so they can laugh at me later when theyre satisfied

[c.youngjae]: I’m kind of

[c.youngjae]: scared

[???]: are you scared of knowing who it is?

[c.youngjae]: no!!

[c.youngjae]: I’m grateful that anyone’s even doing this for me to begin with

[c.youngjae]: i wouldnt care even if the person is im jaebum

[???]: who that?

[c.youngjae]: a rly popular guy at my school

[c.youngjae]: he’s strangely nice to me even tho ppl know him as a player

[c.youngjae]: …and hes kinda rly hot

[???]: suggest meeting up w that person and see for yourself is my advice

[???]: otherwise how would you know?

[c.youngjae]: …that’s true

[c.youngjae]: okay!! thank you hyung

[???]: no problem

[???]: hey, btw

[???]: are you into guys?

[c.youngjae]: ;;;

[c.youngjae]: what

[???]: sorry if that sounded weird

[???]: i just want to know

[c.youngjae]: …

[c.youngjae]: ..maybe

[???]: alright

[???]: sleep well youngjae

[c.youngjae]: goodnight hyung!

[c.youngjae]: 💚

Jaebum threw his phone onto his bed and sighed, placing the back of his hand on his forehead.

He was so thrown off by that heart emoji Youngjae sent him.

[itsallinmeee-blog]

Baby Mama Blue

    I found out I was pregnant in March of 2016. It couldn't have come at a worse time in my life. My child's father and I hated each other. But I guess not enough, eh? Because here we were. Me, 23. Freshly out of college. Dragging my feet to the "what's next" only to instead, find myself here. Pregnant.

    My daughter's father knew I was before I stepped out of denial. He was happy; rubbing my stomach, hoping it would be a girl. I knew instantaneously it was one. I also knew that to be half the battle, getting the father excited about things. I knew I'd always be happy when the time came and felt strongly that any child I were to bring into this world needed TWO happily anticipating parents.

    Now, I choose only to discuss on this platform the feelings I know I share with a certain minority of new mothers. Not the personal whys or becauses; just the what. I struggled through my pregnancy to conceptualize what I was feeling. I'd read mom blogs, expecting mom forums, meet with a home visitor weekly, go to doctors, see strangers and follow Expecting Mom pages on Facebook, posting all these beautiful, joyous, harp string plucking memes. But it was like the music that only played when I was being addressed, and it def didn't match the music that played when I closed the door and was alone.

I. Was. Mortified.

     Look at your prospects for president. I haven't gotten over Trayvon. Chemicals and chemical warfare. Mean girls. Mean boys. Mean PEOPLE. Dog fights in school bathrooms over puppy love taken too seriously. Or just because I don't like your outfits! Predators. Racists. Disease. Accidents! Cars, boats, plains, trains, falling, drowning. Oh, God, what if it is a she?

Men... and what if it is a man? I was not ready and did not feel like I ever could be. No matter what I could do in these 8 months I had left to prepare, it would still be done here on earth.

     Afterwards, at around 8 months it hit me that I actually had to go through with this. See, I'm a runner. I might even have an Avoidant personality disorder. It wasn't just a thought that popped into and back out of my head, it was a shock that fingertip-toed and touched every part of my spine at once. I'm going to be someone's mother. All those mental notes I've been taking about the mom I wanted to be and the cause and effects of the actions of the mothers I saw, were ready to be thumbed through and organized into a plan of action.

    So far this whole "mommy thing" hadn't exactly appealed to me. And what's crazy is it always had! My whole life! But when it was time I was inside, melting. Crumbling. Cowering in the corner.

     After a depressed pregnancy I was induced Halloween night around 7 PM. I labored about 10 hours and on Nov 1st I had a healthy 7 pound 7 ounce girl. I literally felt myself give up and die around 1:30 AM. I looked out the maybe 12th story window onto a city although in reality I was on the first floor in a hick town. That's how I knew I was dying. I told the nurse so she wasn't caught off guard. She chuckled, unmoved and amused and told me I'd be fine. No, you're not listening, girl. I AM DEAD. The doctor never came and I took until 3 AM to dilate a centimeter. Then 6, then 10 in an hour. As soon as I heard "you're in labor" I pushed, even though the nurses begged me not to. The doctor lived an hour away and had only then been reached but damnit I'm a runner, I said. So if I don't run, I damn sure won't stay and stop fighting.

     When her head came out I gave up. My whole body coughed and she was out of me and on the bed. Her cry was the saddest thing I ever heard. Like she knew where she finally was. I asked her to stop sweetly and she did immediately (I didn't know crying was encouraged). When they passed her to me she looked like she knew what I knew. Well first, she didn't look like me. Secondly, she looked like her father's sister I hated and most importantly- she looked distraught. Her eyes looked up asked me "what now?" And I did not have an answer. She understood and lowered her head again. I still didn't cry the breakthrough tears of joy everyone described. This felt like the beginning of a pressing interrogation I did not have the answers to.

      My daughter is 9 months and two weeks. (And 2 days and 4 hours) The fear has yet to fade but I love her. It's a heavy kind of love I would at any other time run from, but the one time I tried to I found myself laughing, packing a baby bag. I love her so much. It's crazy how God gives you another version of yourself to raise. You walk ahead of yourself trying to correct it in them... instead of you. Is it still too much? Absolutely. But not for all the reasons people try to punch you with when you're an unprepared parent. Love is just a task in itself.

    Watching her grow has to be the most fun. I credit myself, quietly knowing I've done nothing to prove being trusted with this. I had a "looking for the mommy only to realize I'm the mommy" moment, too. I think it's because her cry translated to "MAN! WHAT IS THIS BITCH DOING?" to me. She's gutsy, ballsy. Crazy. A few days ago she gave me the tightest hug. I didn't know I needed and almost cried wondering how she did... until I realized she was trying to choke me. I mean, like... she was shake-squeezing and all.

The point I'm making is every moment ain't pretty. And sometimes, there aren't any pretty moments. Or none pretty enough to matter because the darkness is too thick. Sometimes you won't have hope for morning because, either due to your constant crying into folded arms or your cold, city lit star speckled reality, you cannot. And the point is, that's all okay. And you are not alone. Take your time.