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k-femdove · 1 year
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First Love: Prologue || H.RJ
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pairing :: sub!renjun x afab!reader (+ a hint of chenle x reader but not really)
warnings :: first love au, sexual banter (it’s just chenle moaning as a joke), light profanity
word count :: 1k | not beta read
sypnosis :: In a world where your family can see who their first love is going to be, you are unable to love anyone until you end up with that person. Not a big deal, right? The only problem is that your first love is moving and you only have a week to make him fall in love. 
or; my take on the soulmate au
playlist link here! or listen to ‘fall for you’ by sarah kang
prologue
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First loves have always been essential to romantic classics. Some weren’t concerned- marrying your first love was rare. To others, there was nothing more special.
Not to sound corny, but you were different. With romance, you stand out from the crowd. It was something straight out of fanfiction.
You could tell when you met your first love. It was an indescribable feeling. A small heart would appear on your wrist and theirs, which they rarely noticed.
The ability came with a couple of drawbacks. There was no avoiding the relationship. Fate would bring the two of you together.
However, this never guaranteed a good relationship. If you were being honest, the so-called talent wasn’t very beneficial. In reality, not one person in your family stayed with their first love. That was another downfall to the ability; you weren’t supposed to stay together, which was different from having a soulmate. The moment fate changed, their heart would turn into a mole.
Most of your family had their experience when in their teens, the perfect age of experimentation. Then there’s you come in.
Here you were, 22 and loveless, but you didn’t worry about it. You lived an ordinary life.
After years without a lover, you began to believe that this whole “first love” thing wasn’t true. Besides, it’s not like your life was a cheesy romance drama. A gift like that seemed nothing short of preposterous.
Startled by a sudden loud noise, your thoughts had been disturbed. You turned and saw your friend, frozen in shock, standing above a pile of shattered glass.
“Jesus christ, Chenle.” You breathed out, looking around the cafe. “You’re lucky that there’s no one in here right now. I’m surprised that you’re not fired yet.”
Chenle rolled his eyes and went to grab a broom. “Whatever, y/n. You know you love me.” He said with a smirk.
You laughed at his antics. What he said was true. No matter how stupid Chenle acted, he was still your best friend.
After Chenle nearly slipped on the glass, he shot you a dirty look.
“Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna help?” He asked, beckoning you over.
While the two of you cleaned, it was only natural for a conversation to start up. It started slowly at first, but eventually, your family came up.
“Say, y/n, have you fallen in love yet?” He questioned teasingly. You narrowed your eyes, ready to respond, but he cut you off. “Yeah, yeah. You’ll know when you see them.”
You pushed him playfully, resulting in an exaggerated whine.
“What about you, lover boy?” You inquired with a sly smile. “What about your roommate? The one that’s moving out next week?”
“Oh, Renjun?” He responded, scrunching his nose.
“That’s the one. When do I get to meet him?”
Chenle was about to deny your requests, but paused in reconsideration.
“Actually,” he started, “He’s stopping by soon.”
Surprised, you looked at Chenle. “Oh, for real? Have fun with that.”
Annoyed, he sighed. “You can have him. He’s cute and all, but so not my type.”
“And what makes you think he’s mine?” You asked, raising an eyebrow and taking a seat.
“Dude, I dunno-“
The bell rang as the cafe door opened, and a cold gust of wind blew into the cafe.
That’s when he walked in. The prettiest boy you’ve ever seen. It wasn’t love at first sight, but something close to that. The boy had soft brown hair and dark eyes that sparkled in the light. His bangs lay lightly against his forehead and down to his eyes. He wore a little fur hat and a small smile that pulled you in. His cheeks were pink from the cold weather.
The rest of the interaction went by quickly. You watched as the boy hugged Chenle before making his way over to you. As soon as you locked eyes with him, you felt a strange wave of warmth wash over you. Your fingers grew numb and your wrist began to burn.
“So you’re y/n? I’m Renjun, Chenle’s roommate.”
The rest of the meeting went by quickly. You exchanged a couple of words, and then he was gone. As soon as the door closed, you turned to Chenle, your eyes wide.
“That’s him.” You gasped.
“What?” Chenle asked, confused.
“He’s the one.” You said.
“Y/n, what are you talking about?” Chenle began, but then looked into your eyes and down at your wrist. “No fucking way.”
“Okay, so let me get this straight. There’s a heart permanently tattooed on your wrist because you saw some dude that just so happens to be my roommate that’s literally about to move away. Now you have to date him before he’s gone or else nothing in your love life will work out until years later when you run into him, but you’ll never actually end up with him so your heart is broken either way? And it’s gonna crush you so your love life will suck anyways because fate will make you fall in love with him even though you aren’t in love with him now? And it’s not supposed to be a big deal?”
You thought about it before saying, “well when you say it like that… I don't really know what to do.”
“Why don’t you just seduce him or something?” Chenle suggested, walking over to you. “Try pinning him against the couch.”
“That’s cheesy as hell.” You said, crossing your arms.
“So? Renjun’s never dated someone before. He probably loves that kind of shit.’’
You rolled your eyes and pinned Chenle down, his head hitting the cushion.
“Have you fallen for me yet?” You asked jokingly.
He laughed before putting on his best Renjun impression.
“Oh god y/n,” he moaned as you snickered, “you’re soooooo hot.”
You heard someone walk into the living room, and you and Chenle jerked your heads towards the intruder.
Renjun’s eyes widened, and already red ears grew even redder. He was already concerned when he heard the moan, and now his fears had been confirmed.
“I- uh- you guys can continue what you were doing.” Renjun stuttered before running back to wherever he came from. You head the front door slam shut. 
You looked down at Chenle's just as shocked face before slowly getting off of him. He got up and the two of you sat in silence before Chenle finally broke the ice. 
"...I don't think it worked."
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a/n: hey! i’m back ig. I had this weird idea and i just had to write it. I may complete this series before my other ones, but im not abandoning the other works! my taglist for this fic is open so don’t be afraid to ask :). 
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fckhyuck · 1 year
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Jaemin feels like the perfect first boyfriend you have. He will love you with all of his heart and you'll do the same. He feels like he might even be the one but both of you are still very young. Even years later when both of you had moved on and dated other people, sometimes you cross each other's minds. You'll always think of him fondly and sometimes even compare other men to him. He was just the most perfect boyfriend you could've ever asked for. You get sad knowing he could've been the one but the timing wasn't right. But you still have hope that maybe someday fate will bring him back to you
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rosenallies · 9 months
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“i leave tomorrow” first love au 🥺
“Denali,” Rosé whisper-spoke, knocking gently on his slightly ajar bedroom window.
It was late and he knew Denali usually fell asleep early, but he’d hoped he was still awake. A soft orange glow bled through the closed blinds, but that didn’t mean much, he knew Denali slept with a nightlight on whenever he slept alone. He was the only one who knew that.
“Denali, come on,” he said again, this time slightly louder.
Finally, he heard some movement from the other side and the window was pushed open along with the blinds, Denali’s face coming into view. For a moment, Rosé had forgotten why he’d come, his heart melting at the sight of Denali with sleepy, bleary eyes and sleep mused hair. He shook himself out of it and asked to come inside, Denali wordlessly moving to the side so he could climb in like he’d done hundreds of times.
“Hi,” he said, standing awkwardly in the middle of Denali’s bedroom.
Denali stared at the carpet, his arms folded tightly across his chest like he was holding himself. “Hey.”
“I, um,-fuck, Denali, I’m sorry. I know you said you didn’t want to see me, but I-I had to see you.”
He shrugged, shuffling his bare feet. “I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss you, even though it’s only been a week,” he looked up, tears in his brown eyes, “when are you leaving?”
Rosé sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I leave tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” Denali repeated, lip wobbling.
“Yeah. I just had to see you.”
Denali felt his icy resolve break, the one he’d been holding onto for a week now. He wanted to be angry at Rosé for leaving and only giving him a week’s notice but he couldn’t blame him either. If he could get out of this small town that suffocated him, he would too. “I’m glad you came.”
Breathing with relief, Rosé reached for Denali’s hand, lacing their fingers together. “You have no idea how much I’m going to miss you.”
“I’m gonna miss you too, so fucking much. But I-I still want to break up,” he said quietly, “I’m not mad anymore but I think we should still breakup.”
“What? Nali, we could make it work. I’ll be home for breaks sometimes and-and we could Skype and maybe you could come visit too. We could make this work.”
Shaking his head, Denali dropped Rosé’s hand. “I don’t want you to be held back by me. You’re going to college in New York City, there’s going to be so much for you to see and do and I don’t want your obligations to me getting in the way of that.”
“But I love you. You could never hold me back.”
“I don’t want to take any chances. I love you too and maybe in the future we’ll find each other again but I think for right now it’s best that we just keep our distance. I would say we could still be friends but I think that would be too painful for both of us.”
Rosé had to agree there, he didn’t know how he could talk to Denali still and not tell him he loved him and act like they were still boyfriends. He swallowed thickly. “Can we pretend for tonight that this isn’t happening? Please. I just want to hold you.”
“Yeah, okay,” Denali replied, getting back into bed and motioning for Rosé to join him.
Kicking off his shoes, he climbed into bed beside Denali, gathering the younger in his arms and kissing the top of his head. Denali fit into his arms so easily it was hard to think that he’d be giving this up. But he was leaving for them. The moment he’d found out he’d gotten a full ride to NYU for musical theatre, he imagined making it big so he could take care of Denali the way he deserved. He was doing it for him just as much as he was doing it for himself.
“I really want you to live while you’re in New York, okay? Please don’t be stuck on me.”
He found Denali’s hand underneath the covers and squeezed it gently. “Only if you promise me the same.”
Denali didn’t have the heart to tell him that it would be impossible; that every square inch of their small town would be teeming with reminders of Rosé that would be impossible to forget, so for his sake, he agreed. “Yeah, okay. I promise.”
So it was settled, come tomorrow morning, Rosé would get out of Denali’s bed and leave him behind for the time being with nothing but a final kiss to send him off.
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nessieartss · 4 months
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Another sibling au featuring megumi (they finally met and sukuna already made yuuji cringed)
Also happy new year!
Part 1 | Part 3
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karoochui · 6 months
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He wants to play UNO
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nkogneatho · 6 months
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This is a PSA for all the writers who exclusively write only fluff and angst:
we love you. we still read your fics. no we don't care if it doesn't have smut in it. it is still valid and it is beautiful. thank you for existing. have a good day.
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zosanbrainrot · 1 month
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part 2 of Zoro in WCI
01 02
I tried to write something to sum up my thoughts on this, but then it got longer and longer and tbh I'm itching to write a fic set in this AU djjdkf I think I could develop on their inner feelings more than in the comic form
Before posting the first part I didn't realize people had such strong opinions on how this would play out lmaooo
imo, of course Zoro wants to fight Sanji, not with actual intent to harm (they threaten each other on the daily, come on), but because that's how they are together, how they communicate. He respects Luffy's decisions and their goal here, which is to learn what's really going on with Sanji, but he's gonna be pissy about it all he wants. They both have so many intense and conflicted feelings about this and neither has any idea how to resolve them. So they fight.
ofc yall are free to headcanon this interaction any other way you want <333
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courtmartialme · 6 months
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redraws of the poster of The Lobster for my 03 AU where roy ends up crossing the gate to our world with the brothers, gets involved with a different riza, gets painfully aware of what he could have had if his head wasn't too far up his own ass, and gets punched in the face at some point
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wow guys, i cant believe the player character from hit mascot horror game Poppy Playtime actually saved all monsters, killed the Prototype and left with their newfound family! cant wait to see how the authorities will react to this weird family that just formed!
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beybuniki · 11 days
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they should go on a fishing trip pt.1
#DONT COMMENT ON THE BACKGROUND I KNOWWWWWWWWWWWW#anyway this is day 1. they take a bus. the bakugo household has fishing gear so ´deku is wearing bakugo's onesoe (?) and bakugo is wearing#his dad's. and notices he has grown :')#anyway they take a BUS and don't feel like doing this at all it's awkward for so many reason#also trying to relax after everything is neurologically just really hard they might be hyperivgilant dik#and there's so much they never got to unpack bnut they have to and they have to start somewhere and with someone#deku makes that flower crown while bakugo preps everything and they both look at it and are thrown back into their childhood 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️#and at first they just sit and wait for the bavarian fish to bite (rody should make a cameo tbh) but then bakugo breaks the iceeee.#and he starts with their moms because their moms have been such a stubbron connection between these two :')#and deku answers with the usual 'good :) how's your mom :)?' and to everyone's surprise he actually opens up#and tells deku about his mom's insomnia because she watched her son die (that shit was live streamed tpo 10 bnha tweets btw)#idk i love to think of their moms being a very easy subject to connect through i think it's easier for them that way to be more vulnerablei#and then some fish biteeeeeeeeeeee#but like 3 small ones so they have to gather berries and mushrooms and make stew (dw there's an aldi this is bavaria after all)#but yeah day 1 is a bit weird like it's just them in the woods with no distractions#which is so different from whatever went on during their 1st year of high school#don't read this i will throw up i just need this somewhere this is my public scrapbook#bnha#deku#midoriya izuku#bakugo katsuki#the flower crown on their knees makes this a bit homosexual but fishing is always homosexual im not fighting against that#au:#fishing
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expanding on my au idc x
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k-femdove · 1 year
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First Love : Day 1 || H.RJ
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pairing :: sub!renjun x afab!reader 
warnings :: first love au, light kissing/making out, drinking, light profanity
word count :: 2k | not beta read
sypnosis :: In a world where your family can see who their first love is going to be, you are unable to love anyone until you end up with that person. Not a big deal, right? The only problem is that your first love is moving and you only have a week to make him fall in love. 
or; my take on the soulmate au
playlist link here! or listen to ‘lover’ by taylor swift
prologue, day 1
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You looked up from the table. Sitting across from you was Renjun. He quickly avoided eye contact, looking down and fidgeting with his thumbs. You looked back down.
Despite your seemingly confident manner, you were never the most social person. If you were being incredibly honest, most of your friends were people that had been introduced to you.
Then there was Chenle. Chenle had been your friend for years now. You could remember the day he moved here perfectly.
It was a hot summer day, and your AC was on full blast in your home. Being a young teenager, you were more than bored. The older kids would play basketball under the scorching sun, laughing over god knows what. The small kids would play in the community pool, their colorful floaties and chatty parents crowding the area.
You had only moved a year before and had yet to make any friends. No one in your neighborhood was around your age. You were too old to play with stuffed animals, but not mature enough to hang out with the others.
You sighed, glancing outside the window and shielding your eyes from the sunlight. A loud ding suddenly interrupted your thoughts and you ran to the door.
When you opened it, you were met with the sight of a young boy, only a tad bit shorter than you. He smiled, reaching a hand out to you.
“Hi, I'm Chenle! I'm 13 and I just moved next door. I heard you were my age, so why don't we hang out?”
Ever since then, Chenle and you were stuck together like glue. Not only that, but he constantly dragged you to places with him, resulting in a lot of interesting encounters.
That's why you and Chenle had a very similar friend group. He introduced a plethora of people to you, and they just so happened to vibe with you.
You usually weren't awkward with potential friends because Chenle was there, which made interacting with Renjun even harder.
Your embarrassing cycle had been repeating for a good 5 minutes. The silence was painfully awkward.
You cursed under your breath. The day began when Chenle invited you over. He claimed that Renjun wasn’t home, and he wanted to talk. It’s fine, right? Wrong.
The moment you walked into the apartment, you knew Chenle had lied. He wasn’t even home.
So here you were. Renjun was sweet, so he couldn’t bring himself to chase you out. He regretted that decision now. After he saw you yesterday, he was hoping to avoid any confrontation.
Not only that, but he felt ashamed. He was looking forward to meeting you, but now he was acting like a child. So what if you were fucking his best friend? As inexperienced as Renjun was, he knew that wasn’t something to shame people for.
You could practically hear his thoughts from across the table. Sighing, you spoke up.
“I didn’t fuck Chenle.”
Renjun’s head shot up.
“It’s a long story.” You continued. “I know you’re thinking about it. Don’t worry. I wouldn’t have sex on your couch- I’m not that reckless.”
“Oh,” Renjun muttered, embarrassed. “If that’s not it… then why are you here?”
Well shit. You couldn’t tell him the truth. Racking your brain for ideas, you tried to remember what Chenle had told you about this guy.
“Uh…” you said, attempting to pull something out of your ass. “I heard you’ve never been to a proper party before?”
“Uhm, yeah, I haven't,” Renjun replied, a puzzled expression on his face.
“Well, one of my friends is throwing a crazy one tonight, but he says everyone has to bring a friend...” You explained slowly, gauging his reaction. When he didn’t show any signs of discomfort, you continued. “And I was wondering if you’d like to come with me? You know, just for fun”
He didn’t reply quickly, but you could hear his unspoken words. “Why me?”
You didn’t want to come off too strong, so you tried to clarify. “I would’ve asked someone else, but nobody I know is up for it.”
Luckily for you, Renjun believed your explanation.
“Are you sure? I'm not the biggest party person.” He explained sheepishly.
“Yeah, it’ll be fun! You don't even have to stick with me the whole time- I think most of your friends will be there.”
Renjun thought about it before hesitantly agreeing. Besides, he had nothing better to do.
The rest of the meeting went smoothly. Renjun thought you were just bored, and you grabbed his number.
Chenle called you around an hour later, your phone ringing for at least 5 minutes before you felt like picking up.
“God y/n. You need to pick up my calls!” He scolded. “Anyways, have you explained things to Renjun?”
“Even better,” you replied. “I got his number.”
You heard shocked silence on the other line before Chenle let out an odd but excited sound.
“Really? You're surprisingly good at this. Tell me what happened.”
Chenle laughed when he heard about the conversation, his dolphin-like laugh just as loud through the phone.
“You invited Renjun to Haechan’s party? You know those are crazy as hell.”
“Don't make fun of me!” You said as Chenle was practically busting a lung. “You're turning into Mark right now.”
“Oh, shush.” He said, still giggling. “Continue with the story?”
Once your story finished (and Chenle stopped laughing), he finally got a little more serious about it.
“I'm surprised that you got him to go, though. You do know that I would’ve gone with you, right?”
“I don't know about that,” you replied. “You wouldn't say no to Jisung.”
“I mean,” Chenle said, “that's different! Don't act like you wouldn't choose Mark over me!”
Then you heard another voice over the line.
“Ooo, would you choose me over Chenle?” it said, a teasing tone underneath the amusement.
The next thing you heard was Chenle’s exaggerated groan.
“Shut up Mark!”
You texted Renjun at 12 with the details for the party. 10 pm, casual. You insisted on picking him up; besides, you were already stopping by for Chenle, Jisung, and Mark.
It was only 9 when Renjun became annoyed. Chenle was chatting his head off and Jisung was dropping everything in their kitchen. Renjun always wondered how things turned out like this. He loved all of his friends, but they were all a little annoying sometimes.
Speaking of his friends- Renjun was shocked by the number of friends you had. He originally thought that you were only friends with Chenle and just a casual talker with the others. He was wrong.
When he mentioned that he was going with you, he was bombarded with questions. According to Mark, you were one of his close friends. Jisung knew you as well; you were so close with his family that they took you on vacation with them and a few other friends.
As if it were on cue, you rang the doorbell. Mark hurriedly answered the door and tried to dap you up, but was beaten by a hyper Chenle.
You let the others talk on the way back to the car, walking with Renjun.
The car ride itself was great. Renjun sat in the passenger seat as you drove, the other three squeezing into the back.
You turned on the radio and listened to their singing, which never failed to amaze you. Chenle’s voice was beautiful as always, and Mark’s Khalid impression was just as bad as the first time you heard it.
Street lights reflected on the windows as you cruised through town- Haechan’s parents’ house happened to be a little far from yours. They were out on a trip, so he was holding it there.
Due to the cool weather, the sky was already dark when you got there. There were tons of people; Haechan outdid himself this time.
He greeted you enthusiastically when you arrived, hugging you until it was hard to breathe.
“Renjun!” He exclaimed, jumping onto the boy. “You came!”
Renjun laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. “Hey, Hyuck.”
You led the boys into the house as Haechan went off to socialize some more, dragging Mark off with him. Soon enough, Chenle had swept Jisung away, and you were left alone with Renjun.
The house was dark, the only light coming from bright and colorful lights. The ambiance of the place was strangely comfortable, complete with a pink tint.
It was crowded, people swarming the halls. Loud music blasted throughout the house, providing a pretty good dance floor.
Renjun looked at the crowd hesitantly and turned back to you. You could feel the awkward energy, so you led him to the kitchen, which was surprisingly empty.
“What do you want?” You asked, already rummaging through Haechan’s cabinets.
“What?” Renjun asked back.
“To drink.” You answered, already pouring your share of tequila and soda into a red cup. “I can check the fridge for soju too.”
“Oh, I don’t drink much.” He replied, leaning onto the countertop.
You hummed softly, sipping your drink.
Turning back to Renjun, you smiled. “Wanna get out of here?”
You led him into the main room, drinking with Kun. After mingling for a while and talking to your other friends, you spotted Renjun laughing with Doyoung. Doyoung saw you from across the room and flashed his sweet smile. Renjun made eye contact and made his way toward you.
He followed you through the crowd until you found a distant corner, away from prying eyes.
“This was… better than I expected.” He admitted.
“And you said you weren’t a party person.” You said, smirking. He laughed.
There was silence. Renjun looked into your eyes, admiring the way that they glowed. You looked into his. The noise was reduced to nothing but a quiet buzz. Soon enough, your gaze traveled to his lips.
You walked closer to him until you were only inches away from his face.
“Can I kiss you?” You asked quietly.
Renjun hesitated. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”.
“I’m serious.” You answered, inching closer and tracing his jaw with your fingers.
He looked at you, the blush on his cheeks barely visible in the dim light.
His heart began to beat faster as you cupped his chin and led him closer, lips meeting against one another.
Renjun’s eyes fluttered shut as he melted into your touch, back pressed against the wall. He pulled you in closer, deepening the kiss. You nibbled slightly on his bottom lip, slipping your tongue into his mouth lightly.
You tasted bittersweet, the peach-flavored tequila still lingering in your mouth. Renjun’s lips were soft and pillowy, melding against yours perfectly.
The kiss was sloppy and inexperienced, clashing in a somewhat awkward manner. Neither of you knew what you were doing, but everything felt so right.
It was short and sweet. You pulled away, heart hammering in your chest. Renjun looked bewildered by what he had just done, face flushing a deeper shade of pink, the taste of alcohol still prominent on his tongue.
“I thought you didn’t drink?” You teased, surprised by his eagerness.
“This is an exception.” He whispered breathlessly, still gazing into your eyes.
The moment was interrupted by a crazily drunk Jisung, falling on to you and knocking you off Renjun. Chenle was just as drunk, wrapping an arm around Renjun. You rolled your eyes, pushing Jisung off of you, but supporting his body.
You saw Mark hurry over apologetically, offering an awkward laugh.
“Sorry, y/n. Do you mind taking them home?”
“Yeah, sure.” You said, turning to Renjun. “Let’s get out of here.”
One car ride later and two wasted friends forced into bed, you bid yourself goodbye. Just as you slipped on your shoes, Renjun stopped you at the door.
“I had fun.” He said, hands in his pockets. The look in his eyes told a thousand words, but nether of you were ready to say them.
“Me too,” You replied. “I’ll look forward to next time.”
That night, you both went to bed with a smile on your faces, the kiss replaying in your heads.
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a/n: day 1 is here! It’s a little fast paced. Renjun is very confused about his emotions rn so give him some time! 
tagging (taglist open): @canigetaglassoffullsun​ @cathy-1997 
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Huntlow doodle dump including 3 different aus so yeah enjoy
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rosenallies · 1 year
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Maybe 37 in the fluff list for rosenali? perhaps in the teen lover au I’m so happy to see that brought back 😄
This is so cute pls🥺🥺 ty for sending this in
37. “you wrote me a song?”
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"Come on, shh, don't wake up my parents," Rosé whispered, tugging Denali by the wrist up the stairs, tip toeing past his parents room until they were safe in his bedroom.
"Why did you need me to come over?" Denali asked with a yawn, "it's nearly midnight and I have skating rehearsal in the morning, competition season is coming up."
Rosé rolled his eyes affectionately. "Please, you answered my text within minutes, you were just as eager as me to come over," he said, poking Denali's cheek.
"It's only because you're hot. But I'm guessing this isn't just a booty call then?"
"No, you dork," Rosé chuckled, suddenly growing shy, "I-I actually had something to show you and I didn't want to wait."
Denali's smile softened and he grabbed Rosé's hand, squeezing it lightly. "What is it?"
Sheepishly, Rosé turned toward the keyboard in his room and gestured for Denali to sit.
"Did you learn a new song that you wanted to show me?"
"No, um, not exactly," Rosé replied, sitting on the bench next to him, "kind of. Well, I didn't learn it. I wrote it. For you actually."
Denali looked over at him, green eyes peering shyly over at him, his cheeks slightly flushed. "You wrote me a song?"
"Yeah. I mean, it's not finished and it doesn't have any words yet but I think I finally got the melody down. It was a lot of just playing and seeing what sounded right. I think-I think eventually I'll write words but right now its just the music but I did write it with you in mind. I thought maybe it would help you sleep when you're anxious or after you have a nightmare um, since you know, you've been getting them a bit more often. If you like it I can record it for you, it can be like your own little lullaby of sorts.”
"Ross," Denali said softly, "That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me. Thank you. I love you."
Rosé laughed awkwardly and ran a hand through his hair, subconsciously glad Denali didn't laugh in his face or think it was stupid. "I love you too. Do you want to hear?"
Denali nodded and put the earbud in that Rosé handed to him after plugging it into the keyboard. He took one shaky breath and positioned his hands over the keys as he started to play.
A sweet sounding melody flooded Denali's ears as he watched Rosé's skilled hands glide over the keys, brow furrowed in concentration. It was beautiful, even without words. It felt as if the notes themselves were talking, weaving stories of love and friendship in Denali's mind. It scared him a bit the flood of feelings that came over him in that moment. They were both so young but he couldn't imagine love got any better than this, his head against his love's shoulder while he played music meant for him and him only. He would never say it out loud but he imagined himself walking down the aisle to these exact notes, Rosé at the end waiting for him with open arms. Maybe it wasn't normal for him to imagine marrying someone while he was barely 16, but since when had anything about the two of them been completely normal?
When Rosé played the final note, he reached up and wiped a tear from Denali's cheek that he hadn't even noticed fell from his eye.
"Do you like it?"
"It-it was so beautiful, thank you. I-I don't even know what to say."
Rosé smiled. "Just let this do the talking," he said as he leaned over and kissed Denali softly, hand cupping his cheek.
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lesbiandardevil · 3 months
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farcille cool down doodle .. special thanks to celest for indulging me <3
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Holy crap this is like world record breaking pace guys
Speedrun/Time Travel AU masterlist
#speedrun au#one piece#time travel au#op fanart#sabo#monkey d. luffy#portgas d. ace#asl brothers#time travel aus are my favourite trope for any fandom's fanfic#but this especially is why i want it for one piece#because I needed ace to die in canon. luffy NEEDED to get that wake up call and his whole crew NEEDED badly to get stronger#but ace is so much more than just a plot device for luffy... he was a person who was loved by so many people because#he made so many people happy#if luffy and his crew travelled back in time... they wouldn't need to worry anymore about their strength#Ace could live you know....#He could meet sabo while he was an adult#sabo could meet ACE while he was an adult#ALSO SIDE NOTE BUT SABO ALSO REMEMBERS THE TIME TRAVEL SHENANIGANS!!! but def not as well as any of the strawhats#i think the thing he remembers most is what he felt when he regained his memories in the first timeline#u guys... this comic was so vivid in my mind i HAD to draw it out... like i was planning on doin other time travel au comics before#but like I HAD to draw this because i had such intense ASL feelings#I tried to think if Ace would just start cussing sabo out cause like WHY DID YOU LET US THING U WERE DEAD ; - ;??? WHY DIDNT U CONTACT US??#but i think ace is really tired... like he's been worrying about luffy... and suddenly his brother starts uncharacteristically start#full out bawling in his arms... and he's really confused right now but both of his brothers are here and they're both crying#so there's really only one thing he can do#anyways i hope u enjoyed the comic#op spoilers#<- oops forgot to add that my b
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