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is it bad that my current favorite kpop group is k/da

(*cough cough* might have been listening to more on repeat for the past 40 mins)

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Shoot your opponent or shoot yourself

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bite

Change a single letter and change the word game

I want to play a game with you all.

You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.

Dirt

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(PART 4) Carlos Oliveira (re3) x gn reader

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reader's messages are in STANDARD

Carlos' messages are in THIS GOOFY COLOR

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Hey

Made it home in one piece. Thanks again for earlier. It was nice.

Yeah

I liked it too

Nice break from school

Yeah, seriously.

It's nice to just sit and talk to people

Yeah

You seemed pretty relaxed for someone "accidentally" running into me

Haha

Caught red-handed I guess

Chris might've nudged me a little

Yeah, that tracks

He means well. Honestly, it was good timing.

Been needing to get out of my own head lately.

Everything ok?

Yeah

Just life stuff

School

People

Nothing big

Oh

I enjoyed our conversation. You're easy to talk to

You’re the first person to say that, I think. I usually overthink everything

Maybe that's why we didn't talk sooner

Probably

Anyway

Let me know if you ever wanna meet up again

Sure

Same goes for you

Cool

Talk later then

Okay

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(PART 3) Carlos Oliveira (re3) x gn!reader

You hadn’t seen Carlos since that night.

Not in the halls. Not around the quad. Not even on Ada’s Instagram stories — and she always posted something. You tried not to let it bother you. You barely knew him, after all. It wasn’t like he was in your classes. You didn’t even have a reason to text.

Still, the memory of his hand brushing yours lingered like static.

You shook your head and focused on your screen. Midterms were coming. You needed to stop daydreaming about guys with deep voices and effortless smiles.

A few days later, Ada cornered you after class with her usual whirlwind energy. “Sooo,” she said, stretching out the word like it owed her money. “You’re coming with me tonight.”

You blinked. “Where?”

“Study group at the coffee shop. Not school-related. Just a bunch of people hanging out with laptops, pretending to be productive.”

You raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Sounds like a trap.”

“Maybe. But there’s good lighting and free Wi-Fi.” She leaned in. “And Chris is coming.”

You froze. “Chris?”

“Uh-huh.” She gave you a sly smile. “Which means there's a 93.7% chance Carlos might show up.” You think to yourself, “By pure coincidence, of course.”

You sigh. “Ada—”

“Don’t ‘Ada’ me. You two had a connection the other night, and I’m not letting it fizzle out just because you’re too awkward to walk up to him.”

Later that evening, you sat with Ada in a corner booth at some Cafe, sipping an overpriced latte and pretending not to scan the door every time it opened.

Chris arrived fifteen minutes late, carrying his usual chaotic energy and a suspiciously empty backpack. “Heyyy,” he said, flopping into the seat across from you. “Guess who’s double-booked for a group project and forgot?”

“Let me guess,” you said flatly. 

“Correct.” He grinned, unbothered. “But before I leave, I brought you a surprise.”

Your stomach flipped. The door opened again, and there he was. Carlos. He looked surprised to see you too, but not unhappy. His expression softened into that crooked half-smile that made your thoughts go fuzzy.

“Hey,” he said, sliding into the seat next to Chris. “Didn’t know you’d be here.”

“Same,” you managed, your voice almost inaudible.

“I told him he’d find decent wi-fi and better company,” Chris said innocently. “Anyway, I gotta run.”

And just like that, he was gone. You were alone with Carlos again. Well, sort of. The cafe was buzzing with people, but in your booth, it felt strangely quiet.

You talked about everything but the other night.

Classes. Music. The weird playlist the café kept looping. (Carlos had strong opinions about 2000s indie rock.) You didn’t mention how your heart raced when your knees brushed under the table, or how you kept catching him watching you from the corner of his eye.

Eventually, you closed your laptop and gave up the pretense of productivity.

“Hey,” Carlos said, voice a little lower. “That night… outside the party…”

You looked up.

“I wanted to ask for your number. But I wasn’t sure.”

You blinked. “Why not?”

He shrugged. “Didn’t want to seem pushy. Or make things weird.”

You smiled softly. “I thought I made it weird.”

Carlos chuckled, shaking his head. “You didn’t. Not even close.” The air between you shifted — not heavy, just charged. It wasn’t awkward, exactly. Just… new. He glanced at his phone and winced. “Hey, I should probably get going soon. Early shift tomorrow.”

“Oh.” You tried to hide your disappointment. “Yeah. Same.”

He stood, slinging his backpack over one shoulder, but didn’t move right away. Instead, he reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and held it toward you.

“Hey, before I forget, do you wanna exchange numbers? Just in case we keep running into each other,” he joked.

You smiled, pulling out your phone. “Yeah,” you laughed, “That’s probably smart.”

You both fumbled a little, thumbs bumping, phones almost dropping, and then his contact was saved in your phone:

Carlos Oliveira ☕

 He clanged over your shoulder and smirked. “That’s what you’re saving me as?”

You blushed. “Do you not like coffee emojis?”

“I love coffee emojis. But now I have to pick a good one for you.” He typed something into his phone. When yours buzzed with a message, you glanced down and saw his text: “I guess this means I get to bother you now.” You bit back a grin. “I think I’ll survive.” Carlos gave you one last look– half smile, half something deeper– before stepping away. 

“I’ll see you soon,” he said. Not a question.

As the door closed behind him, Ada slid back into the booth like she’d been waiting for her cue. “Sooooo,” she said, plopping a muffin on the table. “How does it feel to be accidentally cute in public?”

You rolled your eyes, but you were still smiling when you answered.

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cowboy carlos sketch as requested

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(PART 2) Carlos Oliveira (re3) x gn reader

This fic is PART OF A SERIES that I will link in a masterlist once I gain the motivation to organize it

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reader's messages are in STANDARD

Ada's messages are in RED

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Is everything alright? You and Carlos left suddenly. Where are you?

I'm at home. Carlos walked me.

So? Thoughts?

...

I saw you blushing.

WAAAAH HE'S HOTTTTT IDK WHAT TO DO

Lol. U got this. Plus you two are both Brazilian so that will surely help.

YES BUT HES A SMOOTH TALKER AND I'M SOCIALLY AWKWARD

Did u get his number?.

No

Damn. You should've asked. I'd give you it, buuuut I want you ask him yourself :P.

Bro How tf do I do that Idk how to ask without being weird

It's not weird unless ur being a creep.

WHAT IF HE DOES THINK IM BEING A CREEP

He wouldn't have been flirting with you like that if he thought you were a creep.

Yeah but what if even though he didn't originally think I am one, when I ask him it makes him realize I am one

Just ask him already! You're overthinking things again!!

Idk what to dooooooo

I'm not helping you right now if you act like this We'll talk when I get home

NUAR ADA HELP IDK WHAT I'M DOING

Good luuuuck

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(PART 1) Carlos Oliveira (re3) x gn!reader

(this will have multiple parts!)

You stood frozen, your eyes focused on Carlos across the crowded room. Ada's voice was a distant hum in the background, but your attention was captivated by the stranger's piercing gaze. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Then, Carlos's eyes met yours.

Your face flushed with embarrassment as you hastily looked away, your mind racing with self-doubt. "Oh no, why did I stare at him for so long?" you thought, mortification washing over you. "He probably thinks I'm weird. What if I've already messed up my chance?? Pfft. Not like I had a chance anyway..."

Before you could spiral further into anxiety, a heavy hand landed on your shoulder, making you jump. Carlos smiled down at you, laughing at your little yelp. "Umm... Hi," you stammered, before hastily slipping into the crowd to escape the awkwardness.

Carlos watched you disappear, a confused expression on his face. "Well, that was odd," he thought.

Just then, Chris, Carlos's new roommate and your classmate, approached him. "Hey, don't sneak up on you like that. You're shy and socially awkward." Carlos's curiosity was piqued as Chris continued the introduction, "You know, you're from Brazil too. You moved here in elementary school." "Oh, really? I should get to know you. How do you know them?" Carlos asked.

"Same major, same class," Chris replied.

With newfound interest, Carlos set out to find you again, this time approaching you from the front to avoid startling you. "Hey there darling. Sorry for scaring you earlier," he said, taking a seat next to you.

You tensed up, your eyes darting to Carlos's face. "It's alright..." you murmured before looking away to hide your flushed face.

As Carlos continued to chat with you, your proximity grew more intimate. Your thighs touched, and Carlos's arm draped over the back of the seat, practically hugging you to his side. Your face grew hotter, your heart racing with excitement.

Just as things were getting more comfortable, Ada interrupted, her voice a welcome distraction. "Oh, hey, you! I see you found Carlos!" Ada's eyes sparkled with amusement as she took in the close proximity between you and Carlos. She reached out to drag you away, but you hesitated, your face flushing even deeper. Ada's expression softened; she realized you felt something for Carlos.

"Well, I'm glad you two are acquainted now. I'm going to go look for someone I saw earlier... have fun, you two," Ada said, giving you a wink before disappearing into the crowd.

The sudden departure left you and Carlos alone once more. Carlos turned to you, his voice low and smooth. "So, Chris tells me you're majoring in the same thing as him?"

You nodded, your voice shaking as you tried to maintain your composure. "Yeah, mechanical engineering."

Carlos's eyes lit up with admiration. "Jeez, you're crazy smart to keep up with that workload. Chris is one of the toughest guys I know, and even he struggles with that class."

As Carlos continued to praise you, his words wove a spell of comfort and attraction around you. Your defenses began to drop, and you found yourself relaxing in Carlos's presence.

As things were getting more comfortable, Carlos reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. The gentle touch sent shivers down your spine, and you flinched, your heart racing.

"Hey, you're trembling. You alright?" Carlos asked, concern etched on his face.

You nodded, your voice barely above a whisper. "It's kinda loud here."

Carlos's expression softened. "We can leave if you want."

You nodded, and Carlos took your hand, leading you out of the crowded room. As you walked outside, the cool night air enveloped you, and you began to discuss your personal interests.

The conversation flowed easily, and you found yourself laughing and feeling more at ease. But as the night wore on, Carlos's tone was becoming more and more flirtatious.

"You look beautiful in the moonlight," he said, his voice low and husky.

Your face flushed, and you looked away, your heart skipping a beat. "Aww, that's cute," Carlos teased, his laughter sending shivers down your spine.

As the night drew to a close, you knew you had to leave. "It's getting late, I should get home," you said.

Carlos offered to drive you home, but you declined, opting to walk instead. Carlos insisted on accompanying you, and you walked in silence, the only sound being the crunch of gravel beneath your feet.

As you reached your apartment, you exchanged goodbyes, and you slipped inside, your heart still racing from the encounter. Once you closed the door behind you, you let out a sigh, your thoughts hazy with only one thing on your mind: Carlos.

Suddenly, you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. You pull it out to see a message from Ada.

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well.

if you’re a transmac person who DOES NOT have a misgendering kink / detrans kink, pls reblog this

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Just a thought.

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THEY WILL SEE WELL FIGHT UNTIL ETERNITY COME WITH ME WELL STAND AND FIGHT TOGETHER THROUGH OUR STRENGTH WELL MAKE A BETTER DAY TOMORROW WE SHALL NEVER SURRENDERRRR

BURY THE LIGHT DEEP WITHIIIIIIN CAST ASIDE THERE'S NO COOOOOMING HOOOOOOME WE'RE BURNIGN CHAOS IN THE WIIIIIND DRIFTING IN THE OCEAN ALL ALOOOOOONE *sick guitar solo*

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little favors (Hwoarang x gn reader HCs)

yo its 3am n I'm feelin eepy rn so y'all get this beauty even tho it kinda just turned into househusband Hwoarang.

Hwoarang would get up early in the morning to make the two of you breakfast.

He'd also go out of his way to pack a for you to take with you to work if you're too busy to make it yourself.

He KNOWS how to cook.

He's like a tsundere version of Tatsu from way of the househusband.

Although you typically clean up after yourself, he'll do any house maintenance like cleaning the dishes in the sink or dusting some bookshelves that need attention without a second thought.

It has become a tradition between you two to clean up the house on occasion as a gift for each other.

One time, you made Hwoarang's lunch to give him the opportunity to sleep in. He looked up at you with the cutest sleepy smile from bed before you kissed his forehead and he went back to sleep.

Hwoarang will always be an anchor for you. He'll provide support and comfort you, and listen to your problems.

Hwoarang is unironically a MASTER in planning things.

No matter what you have in mind, Hwoarang will plan it. He will never disappoint.

One time, you and Hwoarang were playing video games to cool down after you had a long day at work. You ended up falling asleep on his shoulder beside him since you were so tired.

On the same subject, Hwoarang seems like the dude to play with really weird custom controls for some reason. Like he'll play Minecraft with q to open inventory and e to drop item.

HE SEEMS LIKE THE KIND OF GUY TO USE AN ERGONOMIC MOUSE.

(A/N: I am getting sidetracked as hell here-)

Whenever one of you goes grocery shopping, the other will always help bring the bags inside.

Hwoarang will give you a massage if your muscles are feeling tense after a long day.

Hwoarang is blessed with the opportunity to receive many little notes from you. Whether you leave them in his lunch, leave a sticky note on his laptop, or leave him a note on his pillow. He loves these little notes you leave for him, even if the contents of them aren't of much meaning.

If you take any medication, Hwoarang will easily manage that and give you your medication during the correct time and make sure you take it.

Hwoarang definitely keeps track of your favorite show's schedules.

Had a bad day? Hwoarang will help you take it easy and give you a comforting hug. Hugging him is the closest feeling to physically melting away.

A/N: Did y'all know that I am in fact the storm that is approaching?? Provoking black clouds and isolation?? I am reclaimer of my name, born in flames, I have been blessed, my family crest is a demon of death??? (I am obsessed with DMC I am so sorry-)

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Carlos Oliveira x gn reader cuddling headcanons :)

this man is so big on cuddling. he wants to cuddle EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. EVERY. DAY. OF. THE. WEEK.

you can't blame him though, just look at how Umbrella treats their employees :( (give this man some well-deserved affection and appreciation!!)

wanna be a little spoon? he gotchu. wanna be a big spoon?? he gotchu.

he can be kinda goofy, but thats to be expected.

he loves giving praise, but will also ADORE accepting it.

Carlos has good self-control. cuddling with eith him usually never ends with sex unless you initiate it.

after a long day at work or mission where he isn't able to see you for days on end, cuddling with you is what Carlos looks foreward to the most.

PLAY WITH HIS FLUFFY HAIR OMG HE LOVES IT SO MUCH

he'll give you lots of soft kisses on top of your head

he'll pull you up on top of him with your head on his chest in order to encourage you to nuzzle closer to him

"oH nOoO… iT sEeMs ThE rAdIaToR iS bRoKeN… whatever shall we dooo???" yep. hes definitely doing this. he absolutely loves warming you up on cold winter nights.

while he likes it when you lay on top of him, his favorite position for you two to fall asleep in is for you to be pressed up against his side with your head on his chest and one of his arms wrapped around your waist.

hes a good boi. not necessarily submissive, but hes soft and will always have your best interests in mind.

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Hwoarang x gn reader fluff HCs

A/N: hello random strangers on the Internet! this is gonna be my first post so yay~ ^-^

absolute tsundere

will say things like "what?! we're not dating! why would i ever want to date them?!" in response to people mistaking you two for a couple.

he can't stand it when youre sitting right next to him; the way he can feel your body's warmth radiating onto his drives him insane

when he blushes he tries to hide it by turning away or blocking his eyes out with his hands. it's really obvious though.

if you point it out, he'll start getting A N G Y, making it even cuter and funnier

he's loves the way you smell. not in a weird way, your scent just calms his nerves and makes him feel at peace.

whenever you touch him, you may as well be sending actual jolts of electricity down his spine. one time while he was sitting at his computer, you snuck up on him from behind and put your hand on his shoulder to get his attention. he jumped and nearly fell from his chair.

he tries to be extra laid back and cool around you, but he just ends up accidentally increasing the tension in the room, not knowing how to respond.

if you two are alone in a room together, he damn well will not be the one to initiate conversation.

A/N ik this is kinda short but thx for reading :D