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im very late for valentines day but heres a comic about confessing
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♡ ݁ . ೀ kafka tumblr layouts. ᶻz ㆍㅤ.
self indulgent ᘡ ⇄/♡ + credits if useㅤ♡
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there are…. f1…. fics??
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THERE’S A LEON KENNEDY AT SCHOOL !!
#resident evil#leon kennedy#leon scott kennedy#leon s kennedy#resident evil leon#it was 10 pesos for a pic w it
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ME NEXT
When is it my turn to be happy
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i want to delete this damn game
reverse 1999 count ur DAYS
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Reverse 1999 wins the reward for the funniest character in any gacha game
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the satosugu edits HIT EVERY SINGLE TIME.
tiktok editors are horrible horrible people because all i wanted was to enjoy the album in peace but i can’t because i’m being bombarded with angsty edits to the vault tracks
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woah yall actually read this🤯🤯
"...did you even like it?"
in which your boyfriend, ricky, wonders if you even enjoyed your day with him or did he just completely destroy it.
pairing: model!ricky x non-showbiz!gn reader
genre: fluff, angst (if u squint), oneshot, self-indulgent fic :3
warnings: mentions of makeup, written in third person, slight cursing, grammatical errors, not proofread
xian's note: first zb1 fic ?!?! holy moly forgive the errors as well it's currently 2am-3am in the making of this (fic under the cut!)
"check this, it'll suit you." ricky suggests as he holds a lip tint tester from the racks of the store. you sighed at him as if he wasn't already holding three shopping bags. "ricky, i still have that one lipstick you gave me, i haven't finished that yet." you say with a small smile. "that was a month ago, how 'bout a new one?" he asks gently.
"try it on, here," he gently rubs his ring finger on the product to put on your lips but then was tapped on the shoulder. ricky's motions to you abruptly stop. there were a few people behind him and you already knew what was happening. "you're ricky? shen ricky?" one of the girl asks.
well, in ricky's attempts to go unrecognized- most of the time he fails, a pair of sun glasses failing him because of his recognizable neck tattoo and flashy blonde hair color. ricky could not control the situation but only looked back and nodded. "ah! may we have a picture?" one of them said as ricky could only agree. you took a step back at a soon forming crowd, not wanting to be present or posted on the media. it was already known ricky was taken the public never knew who exactly.
in the midst of everything, ricky noticed every move you did. to when you lowered your head, letting go of his hand, stepping out of the makeup store; he noticed it all as he was smiling for cameras, deep down he was frowning knowing you had just separated yourself.
"i'm sorry but i have to get going," he says politely as he heads out and in a hurry rushes back to you who just stayed outside of the shop. "there you are" he says in relief. "sorry that happened" he says as he lowers his head. you smile at him and grab his hand again. "it's alright, i know these things happen," you say with a small chuckle. "you're very... hm... recognizable to say the least" you joked as he only tightened his grip onto your hand, walking around again at the mall.
ricky points at a display, an expensive necklace.
"y/n here," he says and scoots you over to him. "these would suit your earrings" he suggests again with a small smile. you look at the jewels in awe but his offers were now all too much. "no" was the word that only slipped out your mouth.
he looked dumbfounded. "no?!" he almost scoffs at your words as you sighed. "come on, i'm buying it for you anyways" you shake your head again. "i would love to, but oh my fucking god ricky, we've bought too much" you point out and it makes him almost frown at the thought he couldn't spoil you as much now. you chuckle at his antics and give a kiss on his cheek. "let's head to dinner now, yeah? i'm afraid staying in here longer will drive you to buy the whole mall" he chuckles at your statement but nods, taking your hand.
as you both walked, the same thing happens again, a few people coming up to him and asking for a picture or trying to get to talk to him. this wasn't new to you as he was famously known for being a model and you were almost used to it but you also wanted to keep yourself private from the public. you back away again and ricky quickly tries to wrap it up with these people to get back to you. he knew you hated crowds.
it happened during dinner again. mid-conversation with him some fan of his had tried to come closer.
"ricky-ah may i--?"
"...so you were saying, dear?" ricky diverts his attention immediately back to you, driving the fan away and listening to your stories you didn't get to tell him in a while.
arriving back home, your feet were almost sore from being too hyper and checking every store but energy drained from the day. ricky helps you get ready for bed knowing how tired and drained you must've been trying to avoid the crowds that approached him.
as you tossed and turned in bed to get comfy, he only stared at the ceiling. after long silence, he taps on your shoulder.
"y/n? dear? may i ask you something?"
"go ahead, dove, what is it?" you ask in between a yawn. his heart only beats rapidly when he hears the nickname dove- something he still couldn't get used to.
"...did you even like it? like, did you even like today?" he asks anxiously waiting for your answer. "did you even enjoy? and no, i don't want you to say 'of course', i want... i want you to be honest" you turn to shift positions, fully facing him as his voice softened even more and a small frown forms in the corner of his lips. "i did, ricky. i absolutely did, i missed you so much. i missed our dates- i'm being honest when i say of course i enjoyed" you say then tilted your head as he spoke again.
"it's just- god, those fans were something- i know you hate crowds and i couldn't help but- you know... think you didn't like that date because-"
"because of a situation you can't control? nonsense, ricky" you completed his thoughts and it never fails to amaze him that you always know what he'd say. he nods at your words and you pull him close to you under the covers.
ricky holds you as well, taking in the scent of your hair's shampoo. "you spoil me so much and i enjoy every second with you. going out or just lounging around, nothing could ever ruin it for me" you were quick to reassure him. ricky sighs in relief kissing the crown of your head.
"get to sleep, dove, i know you rarely rest" you say and he chuckles. "says the one who sleeps at four in the morning" you pinch his nose at his statement and he playfully winces.
after that, he gazes at you, lovingly.
"i love you, so much. so damn much" ricky speaks in a hushed voice and kisses your lips softly before letting the both of you rest. "i love you more, dove" you sigh and finally rest in his arms
"i love you most-"
"shut it, ricky, get to sleep. i win."
he chuckles. once again, kissing your forehead and finally resting as well. ricky in a state of peacefulness as his soul intertwines with yours for the night.
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looking for zb1 moots ?! 😞☝️
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mean something
in which your classmate who also happens to be part of the student council, catches the aftermath of your troubles.
pairing: student council!jiwoong x troublemaker!gn reader | genre: fluff, ??? to lovers (kind of), self-indulgent fic
warnings: mentions of wounds, light swearing, grammatical errors, not proofread
xian’s note: can’t sleep so i lazily made this on my phone lol. 2am moments, also i didn’t know how to end this so… i’m sorry ? lol :P
story under the cut.
the golden rays of the afternoon sun had shined through the empty classroom as you stayed behind, but you’re not the only one, jiwoong is with you. jiwoong, who stands before you with his arms crossed, his brows are furrowed and you aren’t sure if it’s a good thing. he’s part of the student council and is your classmate right now so it was a given that he was always on your back with each move— knowing you’re some sort of troublemaker but not only that you’re careless as well!
he sighs and he only gets down by his knees as you sat on the desk as he instructed you, your legs dangling slightly but he holds it still, he starts to clean your wounds. with your constant refusal of going to the school’s clinic, he had no choice but to do it himself.
but why though? it was a constant question. it had to mean something, right?
you hissed as he pressed the cotton and medicine on the wounds of your knees.
“jiwoong you really don’t have to,” you say softly but only met with his own silence. you sighed and he moves to your arms. you were roughed up pretty badly— just because of a fight between your classmates.
the guys were saying some nasty shit about your friend and you just… decided to step in.
“ow!” you exclaimed but jiwoong only exhales sharply. he looks more serious. sure he was quiet, but not like this.
“jiwoong, are you—“
“can you just— just stay out of trouble for once?”
your eyes widened slightly as he said that, legs stop moving and he’s still cleaning your arm. “this is the third time. the third time! you know what kind of offense you’d get with that?” you don’t answer but lower your head. “god, y/n, you don’t realize how bad this is, you’re even getting yourself hurt” jiwoong says with a frustrated tone.
“why do you care so much?” you blurted out. you didn’t mean to but the words slip just right off of your tongue. jiwoong scoffs at the question. “am i not allowed to?” he retaliates.
“you are. but why me?” you asked and he stops as he places the last bandaid on your elbow. “just… attached to you, i guess” he mumbles it.
you only perk up an eyebrow, his words were still incoherent. “just? just what?” you tilted your head as he got up to your level and checked your face for cuts or bruises.
“i said, i’m just attached to you,” he says with a hushed voice and sighs. “this isn’t our first time with this conflict, no? i’ve always just been reprimanding you and… treating you— even helping you in homework” he says softly.
it was… hard to refuse it meant something but you didn’t want to assume. did it mean something?
“what about it?”
you asked, genuinely clueless.
he scoffs.
“what about it? are you that dense?” jiwoong repeats, as he asks and he backs away for a bit to press the cotton to dry the corner of your busted lip. “do you not see how it means something?” he asks and sighs.
the only sound escaped from your lips were a soft “oh” and then looking right into his eyes. “thought you… well never thought about me as something else rather than a troublemaker” you mumbled and he takes the cotton away to put ointment to the corner of your lip, the proximity heats your cheeks up, creating a pink tint across your cheeks.
“you’re… interesting” jiwoong says and your a bit baffled by his admission on it. “you’re endearing and seem fun to be with, i just thought, why not i try” jiwoong spoke truthfully. you only stared as he fixed you up and then the sun was slowly going down. he wasted no time with finishing up then sighing in relief you were now finally having to have your wounds treated.
“come now, i’ll bring you home” jiwoong offers as you hop down the desk. “i’m alright—“
“i inist. it’s getting late and i don’t want you in another trouble” you sighed as he spoke then grabbed your bag like the gentle man he is.
“let’s go home.”
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mean something
in which your classmate who also happens to be part of the student council, catches the aftermath of your troubles.
pairing: student council!jiwoong x troublemaker!gn reader | genre: fluff, ??? to lovers (kind of), self-indulgent fic
warnings: mentions of wounds, light swearing, grammatical errors, not proofread
xian’s note: can’t sleep so i lazily made this on my phone lol. 2am moments, also i didn’t know how to end this so… i’m sorry ? lol :P
story under the cut.
the golden rays of the afternoon sun had shined through the empty classroom as you stayed behind, but you’re not the only one, jiwoong is with you. jiwoong, who stands before you with his arms crossed, his brows are furrowed and you aren’t sure if it’s a good thing. he’s part of the student council and is your classmate right now so it was a given that he was always on your back with each move— knowing you’re some sort of troublemaker but not only that you’re careless as well!
he sighs and he only gets down by his knees as you sat on the desk as he instructed you, your legs dangling slightly but he holds it still, he starts to clean your wounds. with your constant refusal of going to the school’s clinic, he had no choice but to do it himself.
but why though? it was a constant question. it had to mean something, right?
you hissed as he pressed the cotton and medicine on the wounds of your knees.
“jiwoong you really don’t have to,” you say softly but only met with his own silence. you sighed and he moves to your arms. you were roughed up pretty badly— just because of a fight between your classmates.
the guys were saying some nasty shit about your friend and you just… decided to step in.
“ow!” you exclaimed but jiwoong only exhales sharply. he looks more serious. sure he was quiet, but not like this.
“jiwoong, are you—“
“can you just— just stay out of trouble for once?”
your eyes widened slightly as he said that, legs stop moving and he’s still cleaning your arm. “this is the third time. the third time! you know what kind of offense you’d get with that?” you don’t answer but lower your head. “god, y/n, you don’t realize how bad this is, you’re even getting yourself hurt” jiwoong says with a frustrated tone.
“why do you care so much?” you blurted out. you didn’t mean to but the words slip just right off of your tongue. jiwoong scoffs at the question. “am i not allowed to?” he retaliates.
“you are. but why me?” you asked and he stops as he places the last bandaid on your elbow. “just… attached to you, i guess” he mumbles it.
you only perk up an eyebrow, his words were still incoherent. “just? just what?” you tilted your head as he got up to your level and checked your face for cuts or bruises.
“i said, i’m just attached to you,” he says with a hushed voice and sighs. “this isn’t our first time with this conflict, no? i’ve always just been reprimanding you and… treating you— even helping you in homework” he says softly.
it was… hard to refuse it meant something but you didn’t want to assume. did it mean something?
“what about it?”
you asked, genuinely clueless.
he scoffs.
“what about it? are you that dense?” jiwoong repeats, as he asks and he backs away for a bit to press the cotton to dry the corner of your busted lip. “do you not see how it means something?” he asks and sighs.
the only sound escaped from your lips were a soft “oh” and then looking right into his eyes. “thought you… well never thought about me as something else rather than a troublemaker” you mumbled and he takes the cotton away to put ointment to the corner of your lip, the proximity heats your cheeks up, creating a pink tint across your cheeks.
“you’re… interesting” jiwoong says and your a bit baffled by his admission on it. “you’re endearing and seem fun to be with, i just thought, why not i try” jiwoong spoke truthfully. you only stared as he fixed you up and then the sun was slowly going down. he wasted no time with finishing up then sighing in relief you were now finally having to have your wounds treated.
“come now, i’ll bring you home” jiwoong offers as you hop down the desk. “i’m alright—“
“i inist. it’s getting late and i don’t want you in another trouble” you sighed as he spoke then grabbed your bag like the gentle man he is.
“let’s go home.”
#zerobaseone#zerobaseone x reader#zerobaseone imagines#zerobaseone oneshots#zerobaseone jiwoong#zb1#zb1 x reader#zb1 imagines#zb1 oneshots#zb1 fluff#zb1 jiwoong#zb1 x you#zb1 jiwoong x reader#zb1 jiwoong imagines#jiwoong x reader#jiwoong x you#atsuwiee
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