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Fluffnstuffjojos Masterlist
Started: 05.27.20
Last Updated: 5.29.20
Total Number of Works: 314
**Notes: If you are sending requests, please make sure to read the rules first. There are characters within the masterlist for which I do not currently write for.
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Jojo Combo Posts (All Jojos or Multiple Jojos):
**Note these fluctuate between being everyone and only the ones I currently write for based on the date they were written! A mess! I may reorganize some day, but for now, feel free to browse! Mix of headcanons/scenarios
Longest morning routines
Thoughts on horror movies
Disney Princes/Princesses
Peppering Josuke/Giorno with Morning Kissies
Facetime Headcanons
Getting Postcards from Traveling s/o
Rainy Day Headcanons
Social Media Headcanons
Modern College Headcanons
Dancing to Smashing Pumpkins (Suggestive NSFW)
Incorporating s/o into Workout Routine
Josuke and Joots s/o with a stand that manifests while they’re asleep
Falling for a drifter
Jotaro/Josuke/Johnny Reacting to Affectionate s/o
S/o with chronic Nosebleeds
Duckling Imprinting
Joseph/Giorno/Jolyne Insecure s/o
Autistic s/o who hates loud noises/crowds
Jonathan/Joseph/Jotaro/Josuke Flexing to Impress s/o
Reacting to a cheating s/o
Butt squeezes
S/o has no sense of direction
Male s/o in a wheelchair
Talented Baker teaches Jojos how to bake
Reacting to s/o placing a flower crown on their head
Missing and/or trapped s/o
Reacting to s/o getting a grill
Playing with s/o’s hair as they fall asleep
S/o appreciating Jojo’s bodies
S/o doing their makeup
Types of Youtube Channels
S/o decking a trash-talker
Rescuing s/o who is the “damsel in distress” type
Reacting to s/o biting them
Distracting s/o before hitting someone (Gappy style)
Jotaro/Josuke reacting to s/o blacking out/hitting their head
S/o who wears crop tops
Wearing Jojo’s clothes and mocking them/posing playfully
S/o dies, but they are unable to find their body
Crushing on the same gender
How they feel about s/o calling them “Jojo”
Cop Josuke hunts Mafia Giorno
3-8 comforting s/o with their stand
Jojo Hugs
Playing dead to prank/scare s/o
Vines/fave videos
Indulging in fashion with s/o
Great-Grandpa Jonathan with kid Josuke
Contortionist s/o
Jotaro/Gappy/Josuke s/o kidnapped by enemy stand user
Fave memes
Serenading their s/o
S/o dying without them being able to say goodbye
catching s/o after they fall
S/o makes homemade Valentine’s Day chocolate
Spoiling s/o on Valentine’s Day
Self-conscious, chubby trans man s/o
Absent Father Comfort
Giorno/Josuke/Jolyne insomniac s/o
Taking care of s/o on their period
Helping trans s/o into their binder
Jotaro/Josuke - s/o dresses like a sukeban/female delinquent
Boys finding out the girl they’re flirting with is into girls
Jotaro/Johnny/Gappy s/o steals their hat
Playfighting with s/o
S/o playing with their hair
S/o with mental illness(es)
Squeezing Jojo bobbies (the original is linked here too!)
Onesies (original is linked as well!)
Androgynous GF
Jonathan raising Joseph
Jotaro/Johnny mute s/o
Joseph Raising Josuke
1-4 + Johnny strong/small s/o
Jonathan/Jotaro/Johnny s/o with anger issues
Danger-seeking s/o
Clothes stealing s/o
S/o has a destructive/intimidating stand
Getting s/o in the mood (nsfw-ish)
Assorted Character Combos Grab Bag
Johnny/Diego/Gappy Confessions Headcanons
Jotaro/Jonathan/Polnareff Painful Period Comfort Scenarios
Jotaro/Kakyoin/Polnareff/Josuke s/o talking in their sleep
Kakyoin/Polnareff/Rohan/Gyro S/o with narcolepsy
Josuke/Jolyne/Rohan coaxing depressed s/o out of bed
Jotaro/Gyro/Rohan cheering up sad s/o
Josuke/Giorno/Polnareff 20 Nugget Challenge
Jotaro/Polnareff/Josuke/Okuyasu Slow Dancing with s/o
Jotaro/Polnareff/Josuke/Okuyasu crush suffering from Hanahaki disease
Johnny/Gyro/Jotaro with a s/o who is a saddle bronc rider
Jonathan/Caesar cuddles/fluff
Caesar and Gappy s/o fears rejection when requesting affection
Jotaro/Josuke - s/o telling him they’re pregnant
Jonathan/Kakyoin - s/o hates their body
Female friend asks Josuke/Polnareff for advice on flirting with women
Dio and Jolyne trans s/o
Jotaro, Polnareff, Josuke, Okuyasu saving s/o from an enemy stand
Jotaro/Joseph/Dio with beautiful s/o
Jonathan/Josuke/Kakyoin comforting lonely/stressed out s/o
Okuyaus/Polnareff/Caesar/Jotaro Powderpuff GF
Jonathan/Dio/Johnny/Gyro first “I love you” from s/o
Jotaro/Kakyoin/Josuke/Okuyasu motivating s/o to work
Jonathan/Part 4 Squad being protective
Caesar/Okuyasu/Josuke/Dio Taking s/o shopping
Jobros Mario kart
Jonathan/Josuke/Okuyasu/Kakyoin Comfort
Caesar/Polnareff/Josuke/Okuyasu winning the lottery
Jonathan/Josuke/Okuyasu/Polnareff musical roles
Jotaro/Josuke/Okuyasu kickboxing s/o
Jonathan holiday headcanons & Okuyasu sex headcanons
Jotaro/Kakyoin/Josuke/Okuyasu Sports/clubs
Jotaro/Kakyoin/Josuke/Okuyasu with s/o who just applied for college
“You’re safe now, I’ve got you” Polnareff/Jonathan
“Hey! I was going to eat that!” Joseph/Okuyasu
Cakes for Jonathan/Josuke/Okuyasu/Gyro
Part 1:
Dio trying to steal/win s/o from Jonathan
Jonathan Joestar
Headcanons:
Starting a relationship with someone outside of the aristocracy
Modern headcanons!
Father and Husband Headcanons
Descendants
Ghost Jonathan watching over loved one
Date at the Opera
Scenarios:
Forever and Always (Jonathan contracts Vampirism and s/o vows to stay with him)
Valentine’s Day
My Immortal (immortal Jonathan finds his soulmate)
Happy Honeymoon
Dio Brando:
Headcanons:
Using Rich BOI™ tactics to woo shy s/o
“Pillarman” s/o who loves being superior/intimidating to him
Scenarios:
Rather Harshly (Post-snapping at s/o comfort)
Impeccable Tastes (Dio has to feed from s/o)
A Sense of Belonging (Jealous/Possessive Dio)
Part 2:
Joseph/Caesar with a fellow Hamon user who is laidback and silly
Poly Caesar/Joseph swing dancing with s/o
Joseph Joestar:
Headcanons:
Reacting to Holly’s Wedding
Raising Holly
Scenarios:
Fierce Protector (Protecting s/o from a BUG)
Indifferent (Chasing a girl who isn’t Interested)
Caesar Zeppeli:
Scenarios:
“What’s wrong, darling?” (comforts s/o with depressive episodes (feat. my bad art))
Direct Instruction (S/o teaching him how to play violin)
Part 3:
Dio and Jotaro Fluff
Polnareff/Kakyoin Comforting stressed s/o
Poly Jotaro/Kakyoin Comatose S/o post Dio Nonsense™
Poly Jotakak Valentine’s Day
Jotaro Kujo:
Headcanons:
Comforting Anxious/Stresses s/o
Cheating on his s/o (ANGST)
BFF Headcanons
S/o who gets upset when he raises his voice
Joots being CUTE
Crushing on a himedere girl
Tranquil/gentle s/o
NSFW Joots (Obvi NSFW)
Mothering s/o taking care of Part 4 squad = Jealous Joots
small gf
Jewelry headcanons
Singing in the shower
Pastel s/o
Scenarios:
Forgiveness (Post-Argument Fluff)
Toxic Behavior (Crush is Leery of how Joots treats Women)
Tidepool Gatherings (Meeting a Mermaid)
Maritime Fun (Boat trip with s/o)
Just Breathe (s/o teaches Joot how to use hamon)
Joots Jr. (Super smart s/o makes a robot)
The Shape of Water (Joots meets a fishy person)
Homemade (Homemade birthday cake & kissy)
Introductions (Jotaro introducing s/o to Part 4 squad)
Cop a Feel (Accidentally grabs a boobie while helping)
No Place like Home (Takes stand user s/o home after they’re injured)
Past Scars (Self-Harm Scars Fluff)
“You look so cute when you pout like that”
A Joestar to Die for (Zeppeli descendant gives their life for Joots)
A Joestar to Die for Aftermath (Joots loses his cool)
Kakyoin Noriaki:
Headcanons:
s/o appreciating him
cute relationship headcanons (plus my cursed art)
Fluff headcanons
Scenarios:
Firsts (Male s/o First Kiss)
Spelling Trouble (Honors student Kak falls for delinquent school girl)
Spoiled Rotten Spoiling s/o on Valentine’s Day
Need a... Dad? s/o is a single mother
Jean Pierre Polnareff:
Headcanons:
Part 3 and 5 Fluff
Himedere GF with a hidden vulnerable/lonely side
Giving s/o a tour of Paris
Part 4:
Oku seeing Josuke without his hair up for the first time
Josuke and Okuyasu New Year’s Kisses
WHOMST is Josuke/Okuyasu checking out with binoculars in the header???
Josuke and Okuyasu antics
Poly Josuyasu taking care of sick s/o
Josuke/Okuyasu with a s/o who always steals their clothes
Part 4 Squad with a non-verbal/reserved crush
Part 4 Squad Music Tastes & Bonus oldie but goodie
Vacations with the boys!
Boys in a band!
Famous boys
Josuke/Okuyasu being Hayato’s big bros
Boys as firemen
Secret Santa
Josuke/Okuyasu future careers/relationships/families
Josuke/Okuyasu sharing a crush who likes them both
Josuke/Okuyasu sharing a crush poly relationship (cont. from original)
Josuke and Rohan Comforting s/o during a rough time
Part 4 Crew Ideal S/o
Poly Josuyasu and s/o with Mario Party
Poly Josuyasu with severely injured s/o
Josuke/Josuke’s gf/Okuyasu as a Ron, Hermoine, and Harry trio
Josuke Higashikata:
Headcanons:
Werewolf Josuke and Female s/o
Male Crush
Childhood Friend Mutual Pining
Soulmate AU
Protecting s/o from catcaller(s)
Helping/keeping s/o company while their mom is in the hospital
Mutual pining shy crush
Rural s/o is baffled by Morioh
Twin Sister
Scenarios:
Waiting Up (Josuke has a late night and you wait on him)
Hiding a Part of You (Discovering s/o has a secret stand)
Sting of Betrayal (Forgiving s/o for Betrayal)
“For your eyes only..” (Josuke gets a text (NSFW-ish)
Star Crush Mario Party Confessions with Crush
Tentative (Hesitant to makeout and ruin the romance)
Missing Something (Comforting s/o grieving a sibling)
Make it all Better (Bad day comfort)
Got Moves (Dancing with a boi)
Mornings Like These (Josuke Fluff)
Taste of your own Medicine (s/o mimics his pomp with their own hair)
Deeper Pain (Can’t protect s/o from grief)
Sound of your Voice (Reading to s/o)
Soft Boy (S/o teasing “delinquent” Josuke for being a big ol’ softie)
"Breathe with me” (Anxiety comfort)
Romance Kinda Guy (First Valentine’s Day date)
“I had a nightmare”
Batter Up! (Softball/baseball gf)
Dog Hair (Corgi antics)
Little Helper (Tries to win his ex-wife back with their kid’s help)
Bloodlines (Crush is Caesar’s grandchild)
Christmas Tree Murder (Josuke knocks over the tree)
Sunshine (Helping s/o fall asleep after a bad day)
Disinterested (Falling for someone who isn’t interested back)
Single Father (s/o dies and Josuke raises their daughter)
Feline Overlord (Cat Hates Josuke)
“I’m not jealous”
“You can’t keep doing this.”
“This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done”
PS2 Squared (s/o and Josuke have similar gift ideas)
Okuyasu Nijimura:
Headcanons:
Foreign s/o
Wedding/Honeymoon
Proposal Headcanons
Sweet/shy s/o
Clingy Oku
Driving, hugging, anger headcanons
Scenarios:
Getting a Kitten
Fluffy Morning Lovin’ (NSFW AS HECK)
“Yell, Scream, Cry” (Angst Prompt)
Baked Goods (Baking with the GF)
Long-Distance (s/o Flies to Morioh to meet for the first time)
“You aren’t dumb, Oku,” (Comfort/fluff)
Fixer Upper (S/o and Oku fix up his house)
Love Letters (Flustered Oku gives male crush a love letter)
Valentine’s Day Korean BBQ
Meeting the Fam (Bringing home s/o for the first time)
“You’re not falling behind,”
Entrapment (Rescuing kidnapped s/o)
“Come ‘ere” (Using his stand with GF (light suggestive nsfw))
Care (Taking care of hurt s/o)
Scatterbrained (So excited he forgets to respond to a confession)
Spirited (Ghost girlfriend )
“You can’t die”/”I’m not losing you again”/”Hold me back!”
“I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot”
Stray Cat Adventures
Loss (Oku is Missing Keicho)
Rohan Kishibe:
Headcanons:
Flexible/athletic s/o
Daddy Kink (NSFW)
Blind s/o
Pianist s/o
Scenarios:
Unique (Comforting s/o insecure over their “cutesy” art)
First Valentine’s Day
Transgressions (Getting a cat without his permission)
Valued (Receiving expensive gifts)
“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion”
Part 5:
Giorno Giovanna:
Headcanons:
Reacting to a member of La Squadra defecting to join them
Finding a former classmate is a member when he joins the gang
Don Gio romancing an American Tourist
Raising Kids
Scenarios:
Surprises (Finding out s/o is pregnant)
Hanging On (Has twins, but one is in critical condition)
Young Love (Falling for a younger Passione member)
Part 6:
Jolyne Kujo:
Scenarios:
“You look tired”
Part 7:
Drunk Johnny and Gyro Headcanons
Johnny and Gyro on s/o’s birthday
Gyro/Johnny Christmas/Holidays
Poly Johnny/Gyro/Diego convince s/o horses aren’t scary
Johnny and Diego trans boy Crush
Johnny Joestar:
Headcanons:
Valentine’s Day
Kissing Headcanons
Scenarios:
Fall for You (Falling for female friend)
Left Behind (S/o leaving him for someone else)
Jealous Type (Jealous over guys hitting on s/o)
Quality Time (Fluffyness)
“I could kiss you right now”
Gyro Zeppeli:
Headcanons:
Fluff headcanons
Small/strong s/o
S/o with chronic pain and in a wheelchair
Scenarios:
Fatherhood (Finding out he’s going to be a dad)
Twists of Fate (Crushing on foreign executioner who hates him!)
Lady and the Tramp (Spaghetti Kiss)
Bundle of Nerves (Nervous proposal)
Chance Encounter (Pretty Lady at the Bar)
Diego Brando:
Headcanons:
Petting and Feeding him ROCKS
Show-rider crush
Having his boobies squeezed
Scenarios:
Sharing is Caring (Sharing a bed with his crush)
It’s a Date (Dinner Date)
Thoughts of the Future (Dinner Date Proposal!!)
Part 8:
Poly Yasuho/Gappy
Gappy (Josuke) Higashikata:
Headcanons:
Falling for Female Crush
Soft spot headcanons
Scenarios:
Fatherhood (Finding out he’s going to be a dad)
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He Ruined My Sister's Only Birth Experience So I Made Sure He'd NEVER Forget Her
Kinda my revenge, kinda my sisters, both of us really proud. This is gonna be long so TL;DR at bottom. Here's our cast:
My sister - we'll call her "Sara" for the story Sister's Ex-BF - "Paul" Ex-BFs New Wife - "Jane" Ex-BFs Parents - "Mr. And Mrs. Doe" Oldest brother - "Zeke" Our parents And Me :)
When I was 14 and my oldest sister, Sara, was 22 we found out that she was pregnant with Paul, her boyfriend of 4 years. They immediately got engaged and they were really happy. For a time. Sara had a horrible pregnancy, about 16-18 weeks in the "wonder of creating a human life" evaporated within her. She developed hyperemesis (which if you don't know is really bad morning sickness), she was constantly in pain, she developed gestational diabetes, and just all around hated the experience. Around this time Paul, the then-fiance, started getting sick of the complaining. I believe the argument was "your body is built to do this, it can't be that bad".
Sara was due around Valentine's Day and Paul's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Doe, were very excited, both about the grandkid and the fact that he could be born on a holiday. She was very against that and really really hoped that her son wouldn't be born on a holiday, even one as small as Valentine's day (her birthday sometimes falls on Easter and she hates it) because it might make him feel that "his day" isn't very much about him. Well, Mrs. Doe says something like "Well if you name him Valentine or Valentino then that'll make the day even more special to him!" Again, sister HATED the idea. She thought it was tacky, he'd be bullied for it, and just really didn't like the name Valentino. Paul loved it, but agreed to go with a more average name like Daniel or Jared.
Fast forward to February and she was ready to Get This Over With. Sara had officially been put on bed rest because while standing or walking her blood pressure took unexpected spikes and dips. I look back now and goodness do I feel bad for her. She was doing her best to avoid giving birth on Valentine's day because, again, she didn't want him born on a holiday. Unfortunately, births happen when they happen and that baby was going to come on Valentines day whether she wanted him to or not.
I remember waiting out in the waiting room with my dad, brothers, and Paul who couldn't stand to be in the delivery room because it was "gross". I was so mad that he could have gone in but wouldn't because he thought my sister was "gross" while giving birth, whereas I had to stay outside because I was "too young" to go in with my mom and other sister. Dad went home with the youngest two brothers while the oldest, Zeke, stayed to watch me because I refused to leave. 16 hours after Sara went into labor my little nephew was officially part of the family on the evening of Valentine's day.
Unfortunately, Sara was not okay. She had to have an emergency cesarean section and while doing the operation discovered that the back of her uterus (facing her spinal cord) had a very large and very severe (thankfully non-cancerous) tumor. When I say large I mean it was twice the size of a standard uterus. The doctors were shocked and didn't understand why nobody had noticed it on an ultrasound. It accounted for her severe backpain and blood pressure issues. The doctors immediately went in for more surgery to remove the tumor, but sadly ended up having to perform a full hysterectomy. This meant that my nephew would be Sara's only child.
Now while Sara was in for surgery Paul was taking care of everything baby related to make sure his son was okay. In my 14 year old self's memory I remember him being suitably distraught, but I didn't really pay him much mind and spent my time in the waiting room with my mother and other sister. Zeke, however, wanted to be a good future brother-in-law and make sure that Paul was okay. He found Paul filling out the baby paperwork on his own looking (in my brother's words) "like he had not a single worry in his mind". Zeke asked why Paul didn't wait for Sara to fill out the paperwork as she should have been put of surgery within the hour, and Paul said that he just wanted her to get her rest and heal. That checked out with Zeke, as he was 16 and didn't know any better at the time.
Now I know what you're probably thinking. "No, he wouldn't. He knows how much she hates that name. And still, she'd need to sign the paperwork too!" My fellow peoples of Reddit, I regret to inform you that Paul forged Sara's signature on the paperwork and waited until she was out of surgery to hand said paperwork over. My sweet nephew, that was born on Valentine's day, was named "Valentino" on his first official birth certificate. I still to this day don't know why Paul and his family were so insistent about the name. He had even picked out a different one with my sister! And before you ask, no he was never brought up on forgery charges because his parents were "witnesses" to her signing the papers, even though they only got there at the last minute.
So Sara dumped him and got her son's name changed a month later. She was willing to do split custody with him because that's her son's father and she wants the kid to know him, but Paul vanished and she never heard anything back, which seemed weirdly out of character to us. Until a mutual friend on Facebook was tagged in his wedding pictures 6 months later. Paul had apparently started cheating on her not long after she got pregnant. Sara was livid but there wasn't much she could do so she filed for child support and continued to liver her best life.
Until 6 years later. This is where the revenge starts, my friends. So Sara has been a single mother for the past 6 years and has been amazing at it. At this point in my career I've been a hairdresser for about 8 months at our local GreatClips. I'm working one day and who is seated before me but Jane, Paul's wife, herself. I take her back for a trim and she clearly has no idea who I am. That adds up because a mutual friend that still keeps in contact with Paul said that Jane doesn't know a thing. She has no idea about Sara, that she was the other woman, or that Paul actually has a kid that he's been (infrequently) paying child support for. She's in the dark on it all.
I told myself not to be an ass and treat her like a normal customer, which I did. Now at this point, Jane was heavily pregnant, so a lot of our conversation was about that. She loved being pregnant but it was hard, her husband was so unsympathetic (big shocker), and she was due in 10 weeks and they still hadn't picked out a name for their baby girl.
Ladies and gentlepeoples, this was my chance.
I asked what kind of name she was looking for and she said "I want something unique and unusual, but not ridiculous like Brayntleigheigh" (you know the ones I'm talking about) and Paul had suggested so many already and she didn't like ANY of them. So I, conniving little weasel I am, said "what about Sara?"
My sister's name isn't actually "Sara" she was named after an older family member that passed not long after she was born, but there was no female equivalent for his name so our parents created one. It's a beautiful name and just what Jane was looking for.
She loved it, she stuck by it, and I found out by stalking her Facebook months later that she had put her foot down about it and that was their daughter's name. Now Paul has a daughter with his ex's name to remind him every day about her (and to also remind him to pay his ******* child support).
Little nephew is 10 years old now with a new name and no contact with his biological father, though we do still sometimes call him Val as a family nickname. He likes it but doesn't want to bring it to school so it's staying a family nickname. Sara pretends to hate when we call him that, in a joking way. As long as he likes it she doesn't have a problem with it. And she's seeing a new guy who's really great and like a father to Val. :)
TL;DR: My sister's baby daddy forged her signature on paperwork while she was in surgery to name their son a name that she had been avidly against from the beginning, then broke all contact when she dumped him and married the girl he was cheating on her with while she was pregnant. 6 years later I meet his wife and convince her to name her daughter my sister's name because the wife has no idea my sister and her son exist.
(source) story by (/u/AngelGuideIndi)
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HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!!!!
//To all my married/dating friends - I hope you and your love have had a fantastic Valentine’s Day!
//To all my fellow single friends - I hope you’ve had an amazing mutual-affection day!
//But married or single, NEITHER STOPS US FROM SHARIN’ THE LOVE WITH THOSE WE LOVE IN PLATONIC, FAMILIAL, AND AGAPE-LIKE WAYS!!! Spread the love everyone, and know that you are deserving of love just as much as everyone else!
#¢::Passin'Gossip::¢#ooc#¢::OutOfSpooks::¢#happy valentines day#valentines day#//HOPE Y'ALL HAD A GOOD DAY!
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Cupid’s Texts
Happy (early) Valentine’s from your secret admirer @umbrella-kun <3 We both have mutual fav boys and it made it SO easy to write for you, so I hope you like your gift of a nervous, blushy Saeran (✿◠‿◠) (p.s. I googled ‘expensive wines’ so the Chateau mentioned in this is worth $3,500 sorry jumin)
Thank you @mysmevalentinesdayexchange for hosting!
Pairing: Saeran/MC (though I did try to fit some details of your CMC)
Word count: 2,816
Summary: Sometimes, cupid isn’t a baby in a diaper shooting arrows. Sometimes cupid is a red-headed hacker who uses his friend’s money.
Saeran really couldn’t take his eyes off you. While you had everyone’s attention as you spoke, you captivated him in an entirely different sense. The beating in his chest rapid, palms sweaty, and completely entranced with the kind look on your face as you went on. The blush on his cheeks deepening as he let his mind wander, unrealistic scenarios of you two together running through his mind. He wasn’t entirely focused on your words, but he found himself eyeing your lips, curious as to how they would feel against his.
“Saeran?” you asked, bringing him out of his thoughts as he looked around to see all eyes on him. For a whole minute there, it really felt like it was just you two in the room and he completely forgot he was at an RFA meeting, planning for the next party.
“I-I’m sorry, what, um, what were we talking about?” he stammered, his face turning beet red at the attention directed at him. Before you said anything, you’re hand went to his forehead, feeling the radiating heat that seemed to double at your touch. Even with how embarrassed he was, he still found himself focused on the concerned look on your face.
“You’re burning up, are you feeling okay?”
“I’ve never been better,” he replied, averting his gaze and letting out a puff of air he didn’t realize he was holding onto. Though he looked somewhat collected, his mind was racing a million miles a second. Wondering just why, out of all the responses he could come up with, did he say that. Why did the entire RFA have to witness that and what exactly are they thinking behind their judging eyes. And why on earth couldn’t he couldn’t just evaporate in this moment.
One he finally met your gaze again, he was surprised to see you still look worried. You took a step back, still examining his face before taking a seat.
“Alright, well if you need to step out for any reason, don’t hesitate to,” you said, attention back on the stack of papers from which you were presenting to the group.
“Smooth,” the voice next to him whispered for only Saeran to hear. It was met with a jab of the elbow to Saeyoung’s rib
As the meeting went on, Saeran’s eyes trailed back to you every once in a while, even when you weren’t talking. To him, you looked so cute with the absolute thoughtful look on your face. How someone could look so perfect without doing much was beyond him. After a while, his thoughts were interrupted by a buzzing in his pocket, checking his phone under the table so no one would notice.
‘You know what next week is, right?’ sent by the red-head next to him. Saeran looked over to see his eyes focused on Jumin as he spoke, but hands tapping away at the phone hiding under the table.
‘Why are you asking me this in the middle of the meeting?’ Saeran typed out and sent, met with an almost immediate response.
‘Because I’m trying to look out for you here. Now do you know or do I have to remind you?’
“I know it’s Valentine’s day next week, I don’t understand why you’re telling me this now, but get to your point before Jumin sees.’
‘Because I think you should ask MC on a date before you leave today.’
‘That’s not going to happen,’ he simply wrote, giving his twin a roll of the eyes.
‘Why not? Don’t you like her??’
‘No,’ Saeyoung let out a loud laugh at that, startling the rest of the group. Once he collected himself, he noticed Jumin staring daggers in their direction.
“Is there something you’d like to share with the rest of us?” he asked, obviously irritated by the interruption.
“Actually yes,” Saeyoung said, getting up from his seat to address the room. A small flash of panic in Saeran’s eyes, not knowing exactly what he was going to say or where this would lead.
“It has been a while since we’ve had a get-together outside of these meetings. I feel a real distance between myself and you all. It’s like I don’t even know you guys anymore,” he continued, “A real wedge has been driven between me and my fellow members and I won’t stand for it any longer.”
“Your point?” Jumin piped up.
“My point is that we should all have dinner together next week, spend some time together, get to know MC since she is our newest member. We can go out to a nice restaurant, have some drinks and just talk. It’s about time we take the ‘i’ out of ‘team’ and put the ‘friendship’ right back in it,” he said, looking around the room for a reaction only to see some pensive looks. After a moment of utter silence, Zen finally spoke up.
“I think that would be great, actually.”
“Yeah,” Yoosung agreed.
“I’m all for it,” you smiled eagerly, “Saeran, what do you think?”
“Yeah, um, t-that sounds great,” Saeran’s face deepened in color, averting his gaze to the floor.
Saeyoung eyed the remaining two, Jaehee and Jumin, for approval. They looked at each other, having a silent conversation with glances before Jaehee finally looked to Saeyoung.
“We can make time for it in our schedule,” Jaehee answered, Jumin nodding in agreement, “We’ll make the accommodations and-“
“Actually,” Saeyoung intervened, “let me take care of that. I suggested it so it’s only fair that I take care of the arrangements. Let’s say Thursday the 14th?”
“On Valentine’s day? Some of us could be busy that day,” Jumin said.
“Look around the room and tell me who honestly could have plans here. Do you need me to pull up the track record for everyone’s dating life?” Saeyoung said, earning a collective and defensive ‘hey’ from the other members.
“Am I wrong? Show of hands, who would be too busy with a date that day,” he spoke once again, a silence through the room at the lack of hands that went up, “Thought so. I’ll text everyone the details later. Jumin, proceed.”
He took his seat again, a small, devious smirk on his face as he looked at his brother. It was a look that alarmed Saeran, knowing it meant he had something up his sleeve. Whatever it is he had in store, he could at least be comforted by the fact that the rest of the RFA would be there.
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The tie around Saeran’s neck felt uncomfortable, not used to having to dress so formal. Why Saeyoung chose such a sophisticated place to get together was beyond him, but he agreed to it nonetheless. Though, he only really agreed to it for the sole purpose of seeing you on Valentine’s day. Even if it wasn’t truly a date, the idea of spending this time with you, today of all days, was enough for him.
His hands instinctively went to loosen the tie as he rounded the corner of the restaurant, though he didn’t expect to see you right outside, alone, and waiting. His jaw practically slacked at the sight of you dressed so formally. It wasn’t until he got closer that he noticed all the small details that truly captured his heart. And the smile you flashed once you noticed him took his breath away.
“Thank god you didn’t cancel on me like the rest did,” you said, only gaining a quizzical look from him.
“Did you not read the messenger?”
“No, I just-“ though the words died in his throat once he looked at his phone to find a single text.
‘Reservation’s under my name. Good luck on your date~’ sent 3 minutes ago by his brother. He should have known that he’d pull this kind of stunt, wondering just where exactly he was holding the rest of the RFA captive. The idea of being alone with you almost terrified him, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t happy for this.
“I guess it’s just us two then,” he said, pocketing his phone and biting back the wide smile that threatened to spread.
“Yeah, I guess it is,” you paused, meeting his gaze, “though I have to be honest, I’m kinda glad it’s just us.”
His eyes widened at your words, curious if he heard you right. The sincere look in your eyes, the soft smile as you looked at him confirmed just that. And for a split second, he almost wanted to thank his brother for setting this up.
“Really?”
“Well, yeah. I enjoy your company and any opportunity I have to spend time with you is one I will gladly take,” you said, smiling as you signaled towards the door, “now come on, there’s an empty table of seven and a dinner I’ll have Jumin reimburse waiting in there.”
He could only laugh as he followed, holding the door open for you. The restaurant was much nicer on the inside than you two expected, making your way through the crowded lobby to find where he needed to check in.
“Hi, reservation for Saeyoung Choi,” Saeran said to the hostess. They scanned the list in front of them, meeting his gaze once they found the name.
“Right this way mister and missus Choi,” they chimed, ushering you two to the dining room. He couldn’t help but flush at the implication, seeing you equally as red. He could almost hear Saeyoung cackling about this. Though he had to admit, it had a nice ring to it.
The table you two were brought to practically screamed ‘romance.’ It was secluded, covered in a seemingly expensive sheet with just as pricey silverware sitting atop, and by candlelight to contrast the dimly lit ambiance. The string music in the background carried the lovey-dovey feeling in the air, only adding to how absolutely flustered he was getting. Looking around, you two noticed the place was filled almost entirely of couples, obviously celebrating their love on this holiday.
He pulled out one of the seats for you, tucking it in once you settled in. You offered him a sincere smile, a silent ‘thank you’ at his mannerism as he took his own seat across from you. Once he looked at you, he felt his breath catch in his throat, stunned and overwhelmed by how truly beautiful you looked in this moment.
The way your eyes reflected by the candlelight passed your glasses had him awestruck, mouth hanging slightly as he took in every detail. The freckles on your face were like constellations he’d never tire of counting, a clear night sky he could easily get lost in. Your hair falling perfectly, almost serving as a halo that perfectly framed your face. His hand wanted so badly to reach for your own across the table, but he refrained.
“Your waiter will be with you shortly,” the hostess said, leaving you two and bringing Saeran out of his thoughts to realize he had just been staring at you.
“I, um, I’m sorry,” he stammered, eyes falling to his own hands that sat clasped on the table.
“For what?” you asked, a small laugh escaping as your hand found his, giving him a comforting touch. If it was humanly possible, he would have melted into a puddle from that, blush intensifying as he met your eyes once again. The sincere curiosity in them made his heart do leaps, trying to find some sort of reply.
“For starters, I’m sorry everyone seemed to have cancelled last minute.”
“What can you do?” you shrugged before continuing, “Though now that you mention it, it is odd that Saeyoung chose a place with this setting for a get together, what’s that about?”
“I think I have a hunch,” he sighed, gaining a tilt of the head in an unspoken question from you. There were few moments in his life he felt as nervous as he did in this moment, swallowing hard as he decided whether he would tell you his true feelings or not. He could never truly deny you of what you wanted, be it a favor or, in this instance, an answer. And especially not when you looked at him like that.
“The thing is-“
“Good evening mister and missus Choi, I’ll be taking care of you tonight,” a voice intervened with a bottle of wine in hand, “I have a Chateau Petrus courtesy of a ‘Cupid Choi.’”
“Cupid Choi?” you asked, seeing Saeran bury his face in his hands.
“Saeyoung, you son a-“
“Thank you for the wine, you can just leave it. We’ll still need a minute,” you smiled up at the waiter as they turned on their heel.
“As you were saying,” you said, regaining his attention as you went to pour the wine in the glasses. He reached for his own glass, meeting your attentive gaze once again. Whatever shred of confidence he had faltered in the last few seconds.
“The thing is,” he trailed, pausing to think his next words carefully, “Saeyoung couldn’t come because he was sick. He’s wanted to come here for a while and used this outing as an excuse to get Jumin to pay for it.”
“That’s really your hunch?” you asked, Saeran nodding in assurance.
“Yeah, that’s the thing,” he said simply, though he didn’t notice the dubious expression on your face, eyeing him as he took a long swig of his glass.
He put his feelings on the back of his mind, settling on just enjoying this evening with you. You two talked and laughed the entire time. To him, this felt natural. It felt like everything he had been looking for in his life, but he just couldn’t bring himself to tell you that. To him, you were a dream come true, but could never be his reality.
A few hours of you two drinking and talking came and went, The check that was brought was already paid for by ‘Cupid Choi,’ along with bouquet of flowers sent to the table as the final touch to this entire scheme. You two made your way out, idle chitchat along the way until you two were outside.
Alright, so the thing is?” you asked, stopping in front of him. He gave you a quizzical look, wondering just what you were asking.
“Oh come on, don’t try to tell me that what you wanted to say in there was that Saeyoung couldn’t come because he was sick. That doesn’t explain why everyone cancelled at the last minute. What’s really going on?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said passively.
“Saeran, I can see right through this act. Now tell me what the thing is, what you were going to say?”
“The thing is,” he paused, biting his cheek before he continued, “Saeyoung set this up. I didn’t know about it until I got here, but his original intent was to get us alone. The table, the wine, and the flowers were his small touches.”
“Why would he have to set this up?”
“Because he knows that I have feelings for you,” he finally said, looking to see the stunned expression on your face, though that didn’t diminish his train of thought.
“Everything about you captivates me so wholly and I find myself wanting to know more about you. When I’m around you, my throat closes up, the beating in my chest races, and I sweat more than usual. But that never seems to matter if only it means that I’m with you. You’ve made my world seem much lighter since you’ve come into it and I only ever want to make you as happy as you’ve made me.”
The air in-between you two felt thick, silence taking it’s place. For a few seconds, though it felt like an eternity, you two only looked at each other, processing the words that had just been spoken. The beating in his chest felt like it was pounding in his ears, trying to decipher just what the look you were giving him meant. Were you angry? Were you sad? Did he just make an ass out of himself? Why aren’t you saying anything??
Though all those thoughts were thrown out as soon as you leaned in, tip-toeing to press your lips to his. Your hand tangled into his hair, pulling him down as his found the nape of your neck to deepen the kiss. You could feel the small smile that tugged on his lips, wrapping an arm around to pull you closer to him. He felt like he was on air, elated as he pulled away.
“In case that didn’t say it, I feel the same way,” you said, hands toying with his collar as he still held you. He laughed, leaning back down, inches from your lips.
“Happy Valentines Day,” he whispered, claiming your lips as his once again.
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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO MY MUTUALS, FOLLOWERS, AND FELLOW SINGLES AND HIMBOS!
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Kpop Tag?
Tagged by fellow astro lover @parkminhyuk thanks love!
1) 5 favorite groups?
Seventeen
Monsta X
Shinee
NCT
Aaahhhhhhhhuuuuummmmm Exo
2) Top 5 on your bias list?
Seungcheol (seventeen)
Jooheon (monsta x)
Baekhyun (exo)
Jungwoo (nct)
E'Dawn (pentagon)
3) Ult bias group and why you love them?
Seventeen! I could list 1000 reasons but to keep it short I love their teamwork and spirit. I love how they pick each other up when their down and encourage each other to keep going and be confident. They also are all such wonderful people who love what they do and love their supporters. It just warms my heart seeing how happy carats make them.🤧💕
4) Ult bias and why you love them?
Seungcheol! Leader and father of Seventeen! His determination and strength as a leader really stood out to me when I first got into svt. He has talent yet admits there are times he knows he's lacking and wants to do better for his members...I just really respect and admire him for his hard work and care for the others.
5) Favorite kpop meme?
I really love these heart memes lol
6) Favorite ult pic?
Ahhhh here is 1/∞...
7) Favorite kpop mvs
Ahhhhhh this is hard....
Married To The Music - Shinee
Crazy Sexy Cool - Astro
Clap - Seventeen
Dramarama - Monsta X
Critical Beauty - Pentagon
Check In - Seventeen HHU
I Wait - Day6
Thanks - Seventeen
Love Me Love Me - Winner
Sober - Big Bang
8) 10 favorite kpop songs
Currently...
Shine - Pentagon
Good Evening - Shinee
Anpanman - BTS
Blooming Day - EXO-CBX
My Valentine - Vixx
Destroyer - Monsta X
Just Do It - BSS
Everyday - Winner
Touch - NCT
You Are - Got7
9) Favorite kpop crack video?
First one that comes to mind
10) Favorite content creator within the fandom?
Ooooo so many but to name a few for multiple groups... @smittenbyschmidt @hanniebear @loeychateau
11) What fandoms would you say you're an active member of?
Quite a few... gotta lot of love to give lol
12) Top 3 bias' - friend/marry/kiss
Jooheon/Seungcheol/Baekhyun
13) If you could be best friends with any idol, who would you choose?
Hhhmmmmmm Vernon (svt) or Sanha (astro)
14) If you could date any idol, who?
*cough* Choi *cough* Seungcheol...💕
15) What's one kpop album you think everyone should listen to?
Shinee's 4th album Odd!!!
16) Are you a soft stand or hard stan?
95% soft, 5% hard
17) An idol that makes you go into soft mode?
K I M J U N G W O O
18) An idol that makes you wanna smash the empire state building with one single punch?
MJ from astro....must resist...stay loyal to jinjin....
19) Favorite Vocalist?
Tie w/ Baekhyun & V
20) Favorite Rapper?
3 way tie w/ SCoups, GDragon & Suga
21) Favorite Dancer?
👏All👏Of👏Svt's👏Performance👏Unit👏
22) Things you have in common with your ult?
Very similar personalities, parent of the group lol, loves svt and carats more than anything, many more (big reason why he's my ult lol)
23) The most beautiful trait any idol can have?
Passion & Heart of Gold💛
24) Songs that will always make you jam along?
Shinee's View, Seventeen's Mansae, Big Bang's Bae Bae
25) Your worst wrecker?
Kwon Soonyoung aka Hoshi aka my squishy star🌟
26) Any kpop concerts you've been to?
Shinee! And soon Monsta X!
27) Favorite choreo?
Can't pick just one... Highlight - Seventeen, Baby Don't Stop - NCT, Drip Drop - Taemin, Love Me Right - EXO, Thanks - Seventeen
28) Favorite live performance?
IF THE DAMN CAMERAS WERE BETTER HEAVEN WITH N'UEST & SEVENTEEN... and also Seventeen's 13 member version of Highlight
29) Favorite debut mv?
Adore U - Seventeen
30) Recommend a rookie group
The Rose!
31) A kpop song you could listen to every day for the rest of your life?
Change Up - Seventeen
32) Tag some cute mutuals you'd like to get to know better (and do this challenge!)
@honeyboyhao @soonshinie @sarcasticjuiceboxes @bookwan and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it💕
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‘we’re on a roadtrip with some friends and we have to share a hotel room and there’s only one bed and a whole lot of sexual tension’ AU Would be nice if it was smutty. Steve and Sam totally set them up. Later Bucky and Tony realise they are both fools since they've been in love with each other since the beginning of their acquaintance.
A/N: I went way overboard on my first run at this prompt - that version is going up on AO3.
So Open Up, I’m Climbin’ In
“You know, Sam,” Tony groused, “just because Rhodey deputized you as my new best friend when he deployed doesn’t mean you have to drag me along on all your shenanigans.”
“C’mon, Tony,” Sam pled. “Just see what they have to say.”
“You hardly know these guys and you wanna get stuck driving three quarters of the way across the country with them?”
“Steve was my partner on that group project from hell in my Structural Integrity class last semester,” Sam responded. “We bonded through adversity. I kinda feel like I owe the guy.”
“But Bruce and I are at an important place in our project.” Tony knew he was making excuses, but he had a bit of an ulterior motive.
Bruce Banner, Tony’s ‘science bro’ was a pre-med major with a focus on neurobiology; it had been his idea to explore the possibility of developing an external neural interface to control an upper limb prosthetic. This would allow for less expensive prosthetics to be produced.
Bruce reached out to Tony for his programming and electronics skills, and they’d managed to talk a couple of their professors into supporting the effort. The fact that Stark Industries had made quite a large donation to the school recently certainly didn’t hurt; thanks to this act of quasi-nepotism, Tony and Bruce were able to score a private lab area and even offer compensation to their test subjects. Enter J.B. Barnes, a fellow student who was missing the lower two-thirds of his left arm due to a car accident the previous year.
[more under the cut]
Tony found himself making excuses to hang out in the lab, because Barnes was absolutely gorgeous. Long, dark hair, a strong jawline, legs that went on for days, and stunning blue-grey eyes. Sure, he had a bit of a Resting Murder Face going on, and he didn’t talk much; which was a shame, since Tony could have listened to that smoky baritone read an error log and still probably pop a boner. The day he walked in the lab to see a shirtless Barnes – Bruce was measuring his residual limb in order to start building the prosthetic – was one Tony still replayed in his mind.
So it was a hell of a shock to walk into the diner where he and Sam had agreed to meet Rogers and his friend and see a familiar face: Rogers’ pal was none other than Barnes. Apparently the two of them had known each other since they were kids and had always wanted to go see the Grand Canyon. Rogers – a shrimpy, artsy type – did most of the talking, while Tony wondered what he’d done to piss off Lady Fate lately.
“Me ‘n Buck were never much for the crazy Spring Break beach vacations, but figured this would be kind of a last hurrah before we graduate and start our careers.” Rogers explained. “Figure with another driver or two, we can actually make the trip without killing ourselves or each other. So, are you guys in?”
Tony had never done anything like this before – his family vacations had involved exotic locations and having every wish catered to – but it sounded like an adventure to him and having Barnes as a travel companion was a definite bonus. Sam was up for it as well, so they hashed out a basic route and other logistics. And just a few days later, they were piling into Rogers’ car and getting on the road.
They had to average about six hundred miles a day to get there and back within the nine and a half days they had available to them, so there wasn’t much time for sightseeing. They hit a couple of landmarks along the route – Niagara Falls and the Gateway Arch in St. Louis were the highlights on the way out, and Sam had lobbied hard to stop at the National Air Force Museum in Dayton, Ohio on the way back. But the majority of the trip was spent in the car and in close quarters.
While Tony had loaded his tablet up with movies and books, he found himself being pulled out of his shell, mostly by Sam but also by his other travel mates as they talked to pass the time. Bucky and Steve were Brooklyn boys, born and bred and Sam was happy to talk about growing up in Baltimore with his extended family.
Tony was probably the most reticent, as just about anything he said would come out sounding like he was a spoiled brat. After all, the name Stark was emblazoned on skyscrapers on both coasts, and he’d grown up in a mansion with servants at his (well, his parents’) beck and call. But he had a few innocuous anecdotes he felt comfortable sharing, and was able to hold up his end of the conversation well enough.
One bit of surprisingly pleasant news was that Barnes was both gay and single; he’d recently broken up with his boyfriend, who sounded like a real asshole. Tony knew a little something about that; after a disastrous attempt at a romantic Valentine’s Day the month before – romance and Ty Stone apparently being polar opposites – Tony had given his own boyfriend the boot.
He and Bucky – Tony had finally accepted the idea that a grown man was going by the name ‘Bucky’ – also found themselves bonding over a love of science fiction, arguing good-naturedly about the best novels by the Golden Age writers vs the New Wave and more modern writers.
Both of them had been inspired by their reading to pursue their majors - civil engineering for Bucky and mechanical engineering and computer programming for Tony.
“In fact,” Tony said, “the computer on Star Trek and Mike in The Moon is a Harsh Mistress got me interested in the idea of artificial intelligences. I’m working on something along those lines myself. Remind me to show you Dum-E when we get back.”
“You named an artificial intelligence Dummy?” Bucky laughed and shook his head. “Better let Banner have the naming rights on the rig you guys are working on.”
Tony bristled for a moment, then realized Bucky was just teasing him; apparently they’d reached that point in their burgeoning friendship. “It stands for Digital Mechanical Entity,” he explained. “He’s a robot with a learning algorithm. Has independent control of his arm and camera. I’m working on voice commands at the moment.”
“Sounds impressive. Maybe I could meet Dum-E sometime.” Bucky smiled, and Tony felt his heart skip a beat. Thankfully, Sam interrupted with the announcement of an impending pit stop, and Tony worked to regain his equilibrium.
“You’ve got a thing for Bucky, don’tcha, Tones?” Sam murmured as they stood together contemplating their junk food options. Steve and Bucky were checking out, having already restocked.
“No! Well, not really. Maybe?” Yes, the guy was practically sex on legs, and they were getting along pretty well now that they’d found they had had interests in common. However, Tony didn’t want to put that possible friendship in jeopardy by hitting on the guy and making the rest of the trip awkward. “But nothing’s gonna happen. He’s way out of my league.”
“Uh-huh.” Sam crossed his arms and looked unimpressed.
“Just drop it, Samwise. I don’t want to ruin the party.”
They made it to the Grand Canyon on Tuesday around noon and spent a few hours exploring the park, with plans to stay the night in Flagstaff before heading back home Bucky made a suggestion to visit the Lowell Observatory that evening. Tony was game, but – after exchanging a mysterious look – their companions demurred. Sam had called ahead to the hotel and booked the last two rooms, saying that they’d have the front desk hold a key for them. Tony had been sharing a room with Sam up to this point in the trip, but supposed he could keep his developing crush on Bucky under wraps for one night.
The Observatory tour was entertaining and informative; they even got to take a peek through the Pluto Discovery Telescope. As they walked back to the car, Tony reflected on how nice it was to spend time with someone who liked the same things he did. It was almost as if they’d been out on a date together or something. Not that Tony had a lot of experience with that.
The two of them stopped to grab a bite to eat on the way back to the hotel and lost track of time; it was almost eleven o’clock by the time he and Bucky got back to the hotel. The front desk clerk slid the room keycard over once they’d identified themselves. “Have a lovely evening, gentlemen. Breakfast runs until ten in the morning.”
“Son of a bitch - I bet Sam did this on purpose!” Tony fumed, looking around as he stepped in the room which contained a single king-sized bed. Quickly assessing his options, he added “Listen, I’ll grab the bedspread and curl up in the chair or something.”
“Nah, that’s okay.” Bucky replied, giving Tony an assessing look. “But why do you say this was on purpose?”
Tony felt his cheeks heating as he replied, “Sam seems to think I’ve got the hots for you.” He hadn’t intended to be quite so blunt, but the long travel days must’ve gotten to him.
Instead of laughing, or looking annoyed or disgusted, Bucky stepped right into Tony’s personal space. “Well, do ya?” His question was unexpectedly soft, and somehow hopeful.
Tony, at a loss for words, simply nodded slightly. “Good. ‘Cause the feeling’s mutual,” Bucky purred, tilting his head down to capture Tony’s lips in an exploratory kiss. His exhaustion evaporated as the kiss moved from something cautious and unsure to confident and insistent.
Tony opened his mouth eagerly to Bucky’s questing tongue, reaching out to pull him closer, to feel that magnificent chest pressing against his. Bucky threaded his fingers through Tony’s hair to hold his head at the perfect angle, deepening the kiss.
A hot rush of want ran through Tony’s veins as he realized Bucky was walking him backwards towards the bed, licking and nipping at his neck and collarbone. Tony wondered for a moment if they were jumping into the physical aspect too soon; but then again, the time they’d spent together easily equalled four or five dates, and wasn’t that usually the ‘make it or break it’ point? But despite the pounding of his pulse and the heat and press of Bucky’s hardon against his leg, Tony wanted to clarify something; make sure things didn’t go too far too fast.
“Just so you know, I wasn’t planning on getting laid on this trip, so I’m fresh out of condoms and lube.”
“Same here,” Bucky replied with a rueful grin, panting slightly. “But I can think of a coupla other things we could do. I’ve been told I give good head – wanna find out for yourself, darlin?”
Tony’s knees went weak, as much at the unexpected endearment as the offer itself. “Sure, as long as I can return the favor, sunshine.”
Bucky grinned and tugged at the waistband of Tony’s jeans. “Drop ‘em.”
Tony was eager to comply; hastily pushing the covers back to sit on the edge of the bed. He grabbed a pillow for Bucky to kneel on before stripping out of his jeans and briefs. Trembling with anticipation, Tony couldn’t hold back a moan as Bucky sank to his knees and ran his hand up Tony’s thigh.
“I figured you’d be a vocal kinda guy,” Bucky smirked. “S’always good to be appreciated.” He wrapped his hand around Tony’s cock, giving it a few firm strokes before flicking his tongue against the tip. That wrung a gasp from Tony, his hands flying out to grab blindly at Bucky’s shoulders.
“God, yes, more,” he begged, as Bucky began sucking his dick. Bucky hadn’t been exaggerating as to his skills; those plush, sinful lips and talented tongue were taking Tony apart. The brush of Bucky’s long hair against his thighs combined with the slow circles his thumb was rubbing into Tony’s hipbone just added to the sensory overload. He could feel the orgasm building in his system as Bucky bobbed up and down, taking practically all of Tony’s cock into his hot, wet mouth.
“M’ getting close, sweetheart,” Tony gasped. “Where do you want me to come?” He figured it was only polite to ask.
Bucky pulled off for a moment, squeezing the base of Tony’s cock tight. “Wanna taste ya, sugar. Suck every last drop outta you.”
The dirty talk combined with Bucky swallowing Tony to the root was his undoing; Tony came hard, his keen of pleasure probably waking the neighbors. Bucky gentled him through the aftershocks; but instead of the lassitude he’d expected after such a strong climax, Tony felt energized, hungry to give Bucky the same pleasure he’d just received.
“Allow me to join in the choir singing your praises,” Tony said, responding to Bucky’s questioning look. “How and where do you want me to go down on you, hot stuff?”
“It’s not gonna take long,” Bucky admitted. “Might as well get in bed, so’s we can fall asleep after.” He stood and shimmied out of his jeans with more grace than Tony would have expected. He paused before taking off his shirt, and gave Tony a raised eyebrow. Tony realized he was still wearing his AC/DC concert tee.
Tony skinned the shirt over his head before he could reconsider; his scars were nothing compared to what Bucky had gone through. When he caught the brief widening of his companion’s eyes, he explained. “Heart murmur. Had to repair a valve or two, no biggie.” It was easy to minimize now, a year or so after the fact. “But enough about me. Time to focus on you, sweetheart.”
Bucky finished undressing – a simple flesh-colored sock covered his stump – and stretched out on the bed, an anticipatory grin on his face. His cock was hard and throbbing; apparently he got turned on by giving head. Good to know. Tony prowled up Bucky’s body, claiming a hard, fierce kiss before moving down to nuzzle at his neck, sucking marks across Bucky’s collarbone. His hands roamed restlessly over his partner’s body, tweaking a nipple here, reaching under to grab a handful of ass there, doing any and everything that seemed to drive Bucky even further into the throes of passion.
Bucky wasn’t exactly a quiet bedmate either; an almost continuous stream of gasps and moans pushing from his lips as he rutted shamelessly against Tony, leaving smears of precome on their skin. “C’mon, darlin,” he begged, “need to feel your mouth on my dick. Show me just what kind of a cocksucker you are.”
Bucky was both longer and thicker than what Tony was used to – which, admittedly, was only Ty, and one anonymous mutual handjob outside a club late one night – , but ‘adapt and overcome’ wasn’t Tony’s motto for nothing. He wrapped his fingers tightly around the base of Bucky’s cock, stroking up and down as he licked and sucked, swirling his tongue around the tip, alternating hollowing out his cheeks and pressing Bucky’s cock hard against the roof of his mouth.
Bucky touched the back of Tony’s head. “Can I? Promise I won’t push or hold ya down or nothin’.” Tony hummed his assent, and Bucky carded his fingers through Tony’s hair as he continued bobbing up and down. “Wanna come down your throat, sugar. Is that okay?”
Tony responded by going as deep as he could, then coming back up with a grin. “Toldja I’d return the favor.” He took a breath, then swallowed down as much of Bucky’s cock as he could, fighting his gag reflex. Bucky was true to his word; even as he came; shaking and shuddering with a low, staccato moan, he didn’t hold Tony down or push him even deeper. Tony looked up to see a sleepy, satisfied expression on Bucky’s face as he murmured “C’mere, darlin’.”
“So, in all that paperwork I filled out for your project,” Bucky drawled, as they got settled into a comfortable, spooning position, “I don’t recall nothing about a ban on fraternization. Is that right?”
“As far as I can remember. I’ll check with Bruce in the morning.” Tony tried not to read too much into Bucky’s question, but fell asleep with a hopeful heart that whatever was going on between them could grow into something more than a one night stand.
“This,” Tony declared as he looked around the table, “is the best birthday ever. Thank you.” He felt tears of joy stinging his eyes as he leaned over and blew out the candles on his cake. What a contrast from the year before, when it had been just him and Rhodey and a stale cupcake from the dorm vending machine. Or even just a few months earlier, before that crazy road trip, when he spent his weekends in front of his computer instead of spending time with people he cared about, and who cared about him.
Sam had made the cake from his momma’s recipe, and once it was cut and passed around, out came the gifts. Bruce had bought him a gigantic coffee mug, and Bruce’s girlfriend Betty, who Tony had only met a couple of times, had knit him a scarf. Steve presented Tony with a sketch of his favorite building on campus, and Rhodey – whose presence was gift enough in Tony’s opinion – gave him a vintage physics book dated 1898, the same year the electron was discovered.
Bucky had given Tony his present over breakfast – a bronze bracelet depicting the astrological symbols of Pluto and Charon. Inside, it was inscribed “I am your moon, you are my moon.” It was a perfect reminder of their visit to Lowell Observatory and the events of that night; they’d both gotten a little misty eyed when Tony opened the box.
Now, Bucky was sitting right next to Tony, his right arm wrapped casually around Tony’s waist as he slowly ate using the latest iteration of the prosthetic in a real-life test. Tony wasn’t sure what he was prouder of; the work that he and Bruce had put into creating the prosthetic and the interface, or the work Bucky had put in to learn how to use it. Regardless, he found himself cheering internally each time another bite of cake was successfully consumed.
“Wanna try feeding me a bit, sunshine?”
Bucky looked over at Tony’s empty plate. “Uh-huh - you’re just anglin’ to get more cake, aren’tcha?” But he focused his attention and maneuvered the fork over in front of Tony, only to smear the frosting on his nose. “Oops! Sorry, sweetheart,” Bucky apologized, but he couldn’t keep a straight face for long as he leaned in to lick the errant icing off
“Fine motor control test complete.” Bruce commented dryly, as the rest of the table dissolved in laughter. Tony hadn’t needed to make a birthday wish this year; he had everything he wanted right here.
#winteriron#tony x bucky#tony stark#bucky barnes#college au#road trip#eventual smut#prompts#polizwrites#Anonymous
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You Never Know If You Don’t Try
(This was supposed to be my Valentine’s Day fic, but that very night my computer gave up on me. So, even though it’s the first of March, I’m posting it now. No warnings this time :D Enjoy!)
It was yet another Valentine's day at the SepticEgo's residence. Chase and Henrik, in an attempt to brighten the mood for both of them (because both of them had each gone through divorce, meaning Valentine's Day could be a bit painful), decided to decorate the house in festive hearts and red streamers, and they had all made plans to go out later that night to a restaurant. Chase had made heart-shaped cookies that were set out on the dinner table for anyone to just take and eat throughout the day, mostly as an excuse to get everyone out of their rooms and spend time with each other as a family (and, you wouldn't know it, but the clumsy, former internet star is actually a really good cook, one of his many perks learned from being a father).
Jackieboy Man could hear Henrik and Chase talking out front, about their ex-wives and their kids. He didn't feel like leaving his room, but eavesdropping on their conversation was a good distraction, at least. He blew his green hair out of his eyes as he lay on his bed, tossing a small, red and blue ball up towards the ceiling, catching it, and tossing it again.
In the past, he would have openly celebrated Valentine's Day. It's a day to celebrate love, whether it be between couples or between family. Normally, he would celebrate with Chase, Henrik, and Marvin, but this year was different.
Now, Jackie's never paid much interest in girls, not even during high school. He wasn't focused back then on relationships, so he never gave his preferences much thought. But this year, he has a crush, and he doesn't know what to do about it. And the bigger problem is, his crush was on Marvin.
Now, the SepticEgos aren't actually related, but Marvin has said multiple times to Jackie that he was the closest thing he'll ever have to a brother. At first, Jackie really appreciated hearing that from him. And he still does, but he's come to realize that he wants something more than that. He loves him more than a brother, or a friend. He wants to be called his. His only wish is to be in a relationship with the magician occupying the room down the hall.
At this point he stopped tossing the ball and sat on the edge of his bed, sighing as he put his head in his hands. His chest felt heavy, his heart hurt. He bit his lip, willing himself not to cry over this. But it was frustrating, wanting something he wouldn't ever have. At least, that's what his mind was telling him, anyway.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Jackieboy responded. The door opened to reveal Henrik in the doorway, smiling brightly. The hero was glad he was happy, at least.
"Don't you want to come out and be vith us?" The doctor asked curiously. It was a bit unlike him to be so closed off on Valentine's Day, but he understood that, after multiple mental health scares and recent events, this year would be a bit different emotionally for the egos. Nonetheless, it was a holiday, and Henrik wanted to make sure that all the egos had a nice time today. Or, at least make their days a bit brighter and less depressing.
"O-Oh, uh...yeah. Just...give me a minute. I'll be out soon." Jackie waved a hand dismissively, hoping that reply would be enough to satisfy Schneeplestein. He just needed to collect himself before engaging in any social interaction. But, the doctor, naturally concerned, entered the room, closing the door behind him, and sat next to Jackie on the bed.
"Is somezhing wrong?" Henrik asked. He was a bit worried, and hoped that what was troubling the superhero wasn't anything too serious. He was willing to help nonetheless, no matter what the issue was. If it was serious, Valentine’s Day could easily wait.
"Well," Jackie began. "Usually, on Valentine's Day, I focus on love between family. I never gave relationships much thought. But this year...I actually have a crush on someone..."
"Oh, I see! Is zhat a bad zhing?" The doctor asked.
"Well...yes and no. I mean, I guess it's good that I have feelings for someone, but...I doubt they like me back. Not in that way." Jackieboy Man explained.
"Ah, I understand." Schneep nodded. "Vell, who is this lucky fellow? Perhaps we can vork somezhing out?"
"U-Uh..." Jackieboy rubbed a hand behind his head nervously, not sure what to say. He didn't exactly want to admit that it was Marvin. He didn't want to stir up trouble and possibly ruin his chances and his current relationship with him in one fell swoop.
"I'd, uh...rather not say. I don't wanna start drama or anything, or ruin our friendship." The hero sighed. "I just...I dunno. It just kinda hurts."
"I understand." The doctor nodded. "Vell, why don't you tell zhem how you feel? Who knows? Maybe zhey feel zhe same vay?"
"I...I can't do that. For reasons I can't explain, it's a lot more complicated than that..."
Henrik nodded again. He had a feeling that he knew who it was, but he didn't want to guess, in respect of Jackie's wishes to keep it secret.
"Vell...remember, you never know if you don't try." He smiled. "Now come on, you won't get anyvhere just sulking in your room all day." And with that, he grabbed Jackieboy's arm and led him out to the living room.
**********
Marvin was busy reading a magazine in his room when he heard a knock on his door.
"Yeah, what’s up?" He he asked at the knocker. The door opened to reveal a grinning Chase peeking behind it.
"Hey dude, can I come in?" Chase asked. Marvin nodded, sitting up and scootching over to make space for Chase to sit down on his bed. Chase entered the room, shutting the bedroom door behind him, and seated himself next to the magician.
"So," Chase began. "You gonna ask him out yet or what?"
"H-Huh?" Marvin asked, flustered. He could feel his cheeks begin to burn red. "W-Who are you-"
"Come on, don't play dumb! You know who I'm talking about." Chase interrupted. Marvin tilted his head like a confused puppy, and Chase rolled his eyes and sighed, still grinning.
"I'm talking about Jackie! Dude, you make it so obvious you like him." Upon hearing this, Marvin hid his face in his magazine, which had turned redder than a tomato. Chase chuckled when he saw Marvin's reaction.
"Dude, it's completely okay, no need to be embarrassed. But seriously, you need to ask him out. Come on, man, it's Valentine's Day! And besides, you two would be cute together!"
"I...I doubt he likes me like that. Besides...I probably already ruined my chances, since I often tell him he's like a brother to me.” he shrugged. “I only say that because I'm afraid of his reaction if I tell him the truth..." Marvin responded dejectedly.
"Hmm, I dunnooo," Chase singsonged. "Something tells me the feeling is mutual. I mean, I'm not gonna force you to do anything you're not comfortable with, because that would be an asshole move on my part. But seriously, you never know if you don't try, my dude. Just think about it, alright?" Marvin nodded, taking in Chase's words.
"Welp, I'll leave you to it. But don't stay cooped up in here all day, alright?" Chase said, getting up and turning towards the door.
"Heh, I won't. Thanks, Chase." Marvin chuckled. Chase turned back to Marvin and pointed finger-guns at him, then left the room, shutting the door behind him. Marvin sighed and flopped back on his bed, pondering what he should do. He mulled on his thoughts for a bit, before deciding he was getting nowhere. With yet another sigh, he got up, and left his room to go sit in the living room with the rest of the family.
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Once everyone was in the living room, Chase took the plate of cookies that he made, and set them on the coffee table in front of the couch. Henrik took the remote and turned on the TV, switching the channels until they found something they all agreed on. But, no matter how hard he tried, Jackie couldn't concentrate on the show. Not with Marvin sitting next to him. His heart near stopped every time the magician would reach over him to get a cookie from the table. He would get nervous when Marvin’s shoulder brushed against his, when he leaned forward to reply something Chase or Henrik had said. It truly seemed as if the cat-masked magician has got his tongue, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't utter a single word. And, of course, the other egos picked up on his unusual silence.
"Dude," Chase started, leaning forward so he could see Jackieboy better. "You're really quiet. You okay?"
The poor hero's words were caught in his throat. He swallowed, hoping that would help, and opened his mouth to speak.
"U-Uh...yeah, I'm...I'm fine. I'm alright." He managed to get out. Chase, however, was a bit suspicious of Jackie's answer, more out of concern than anything.
"You sure?" He asked. Jackie nodded in response, and leaned back against the couch. From the corner of his eye, he could see Marvin looking worriedly at him, and immediately felt his cheeks go red.
"Uh...excuse me. I'll be right back." Jackieboy Man said quickly, getting up and rushing to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He turned to the mirror and gazed at his face. His cheeks, usually a pale white, were now a deep red. He leaned his elbows against the sink and rubbed his hands against his face, sighing. He wasn't sure how much longer he could keep this up, but he knew he had to try. He splashed water on his face, and took a few deep breaths to collect himself. When he felt he was calm enough, he left the bathroom and rejoined Chase, Henrik, and Marvin on the couch.
The rest of the afternoon went without a hitch. For a while, everything seemed normal. They all talked and laughed like they normally do, eating the cookies until they were gone. Before long, it was 6 o' clock, and the egos had to get ready to leave to go out for dinner. Henrik had made reservations at a fancy restaurant. Doing something like this together is a very rare and special occasion, so naturally everyone was excited. They all got dressed up in fancy attire, and piled into Henrik's car. Jackie sat next to Marvin in the back, since Chase called shotgun before they got in. He felt flustered, nearly melting at the way Marvin was dressed. While Jackie just wore a traditional suit and tie, Marvin wore a black vest on top of a white shirt with black slacks, and right underneath his chin, on his collar, was a red bow tie. Adorable, he thought to himself. So badly he wanted to say something to him, but Jackie just didn't have the courage. And so, he just gazed out the window as Henrik drove, pushing his thoughts to the back of his mind.
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Dinner went smoother than Marvin had anticipated. Sitting next to Jackie at dinner made him a bit anxious, however, but he tried his best to keep his cool. They all had a generally good time, but something felt a bit...off. Something was wrong with Jackieboy Man, he could very much tell. His smile wasn't as bright as it usually was, his eyes didn't light up like they usually do. Seeing this made Marvin long to help him. More than anything, he wanted to make him happy. He couldn't help but worry about whether the hero was depressed or not, if something serious was troubling him and he needed help or support. So, he decided that, when they got home, he would push his anxiety aside, and check up on Jackie to make sure he was really okay. With that plan in mind, he focused himself back on the present, and tried his best to enjoy the rest of his dinner.
**********
Jackie observed how content everyone seemed on the drive home. Naturally, they would be. The food was excellent, they all laughed and talked and joked. Generally, it was a really good time.
If only he wasn't faking it.
Jackie's heart ached more than ever. The night was almost over, and he was still in the same position he was when the day started. He knew nothing would ever change between him and Marvin, and he just had to accept that. Throughout the whole way home, he bit back tears, trying hard to swallow the lump forming in his throat. As soon as they got home, Jackie bolted for his room, quickly shutting the door behind him. He slumped up against it and began to sob, covering his face with his hands.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the hero flinched.
"W-Who is it...?" He asked weakly, sniffling. At this point, he didn't bother trying to hide his sadness. He’d been holding it back all day. He knew he had to let it out at some point.
"It's Marvin. Can I come in?" Marvin asked from the other side of the door.
"Yeah...sure." Jackie replied, and got up, stepping back so that there was room for the door to open.
Marvin walked through the door, shutting it behind him. Upon entering, Marvin saw Jackieboy's tear-soaked face and saddened expression, and became concerned.
"Jackie...I know you haven't been okay today. If something's wrong...please tell me. I want to be able to help you. It hurts me so much to see you so upset, and I'd hate for you to suffer in silence. Please...tell me what's bothering you." Marvin pleaded. Jackie looked down at his feet, not knowing what to say. Finally, he took a deep breath. It was now or never, and he probably won't get another chance. If their friendship was going to be ruined, it's best to do it now, he figured.
"Marvin..." he began. "You're gonna hate me for this."
"What are yo-" Suddenly, Marvin was cut off as he was pushed against the door. Jackie pressed his lips against Marvin's, tears streaming down his face. His heart was in his throat, he knew this was going to ruin everything, but he didn't care. At least now, Marvin knew how he how he really felt, his true emotions, and he doesn't have to keep it secret, even if it's one-sided love. Jackie pulled away a bit from Marvin to catch his breath, which had quickened due to his rapidly pounding heart. His nerves were getting the best of him, he knew. He couldn't help it, but as terrified as he was, he was ready for Marvin's response, whatever it may be. And then, in that moment, Marvin spoke.
"I love you so much, Jackie." The magician said with a small smile. Slowly, Jackieboy Man pulled away to look Marvin in the eyes.
"Y-You...you do?" He asked, confused. He certainly hadn't expected this response. But Marvin nodded, the smile on his face gradually growing bigger. He leaned in, and kissed Jackie back, closing his eyes and running his hands through his hero's hair. Jackie kissed back passionately, pulling Marvin closer. He'd never felt so relieved. This Valentine's Day wasn't a waste after all.
But, what the two weren't aware of is that an eavesdropping Henrik and Chase were standing behind the door. They both silently cheered, and high-fived. While it didn't go exactly to plan, the both of them talked while decorating that morning, and had plotted somehow finally getting the two together. They grinned at each other for a moment, proud their efforts had paid off. They could hear one last bit of their conversation before they retreated to their own rooms:
"I love you so much, Marvin."
"I love you too, Jackie. Thank you for being honest with me."
"You're welcome. I'm glad this worked out."
"Heh, me too."
At the end of the night, everyone went to bed happy. Though emotions ran high that day, at the end of it all, it was worth it. It just goes to show the both of them: they truly never would have known, unless they tried.
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A Valentine's PSA
I see some of my younger mutuals forlorn about being single today.
I get it. It's hard being single on a day that glorifies couples and it can feel like you're never going to find your person.
Honestly though I believe that if you want to be with someone, eventually you'll find the right someone. You might meet several throughout your life! But please please please remember that you are not incomplete or broken because you're single. You are a whole all on your own. I know it's lonely sometimes and that's OK. But romantic love isn't the end all, be all of love and companionship. Family and friends are every but as important.
I'm going to share something that I hated hearing when I was a teen but that was only because of how it was said. My mom always used to say that I needed to take my time being single to "work on you." Sounds awful doesn't it? It always pissed me off because I didn't need to change or fix anything about myself to get a boyfriend.
But I get now what she meant wasn't that I needed to fix myself up to attract someone. She meant that I should figure out who I am on my own and love my life as is.
So that's my advice to you, my fellow singles. Be like Ann Perkins in Parks and Rec, date yourself. Try new and intriguing things. Always been interested in learning Salsa? Do it. Want to try learning French? Go for it. Try new foods, go new places, experience things. Find out what you really like and what's maybe actually not for you.
When you love your life and know who you are, you won't worry about wasting time on the wrong people. You'll know the person that's right for you because they'll be on your level. And they'll love you for how awesome you are.
So go forth, eat chocolate, be fearless, get to know yourself, and learn to be happy on your own.
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Q&A tag
putting these all under read more bc this is vvvvvv long. enter at your own risk :D
pt1
thanks #legendlizzy @wonpillows for tagging me! luv u
1. What member of your bias group would you stay up until 2am and talk about random topics with?
It’s either jae or brian, probably jae bc brian is probably off sleeping somewhere but seriously tho, it would be fun to talk to jae cause he’s funny and deep at the same time :D i luv him
2. Of all your groups you listen to, who would you want to see do a collab?
G-dragon and tablo, their lyrics would make me cry :(
3. Your bias wearing a bandana or a choker?
if brian ever wears a choker ill choke for real
4. Go to South Korea to see a concert as soon as possible, or wait until they perform closer to where you live?
go to south korea to see a concert and also travel at the same time, it’d be a fun experience
5. Of all your groups, who would you have to look after 24/7? Why?
idk tho, probably seventeen cause they’re chaotic and fun af
6. What is your favourite concept from any one group?
blackpink’s girl crush concept especially their fashion,omg
7. What would you give your bias at a fansign?
i’d give brian the right to murder me right there and then #noregrets
8. Describe your bias with a colour, and explain why you chose that colour.
brian + grey bc he gives off the vibe as someone who thinks a lot on his free time (hence the great lyrics) and probably has a lot on his mind and he looks great in grey (this doesn’t make sense sorry)
pt2
tagged by @jahehyung luvluv uuuu
1. If you could put your bias group in any universe what would it be?
Hahaha i would put day6 in the shadowhunters universe, mostly just jae and brian cause they’re more fit for the whole concept hahaha (i have a mood to write this as an AU fic now)
2. have your bias speak your language or being able to speak your bias’ ?
Both tbh i love languages! it’d be great to be able to communicate freely w/o language barriers
3. who in your bias group would you go on a roadtrip with?
Jae and Brian, bc jae’s fun and we would have fun together and brian cause he’s good at everything
4. favorite album of the groups you stan?
all of taeyeon’s albums, epik high’s shoebox, day6′s sunrise
5. if you could recommend your bias one song/book/movie what would it be?
to jae Tablo’s blonote and Pieces of you
i think he would appreciate it
6. if you could sing one song with your bias what would it be?
um hsm songs with Jae bc hype hype hype JK
7. how did you know your bias was your bias?
ask mr steal yo fans himself please he dragged me into his lane
8. aaand you can only have one kpop song in your phone for the rest of your life you choose____?
BIG BANG FXXK IT omg that song’s a bop
pt3
tagged by the amazing and super friendly @noa-noa-noa my fellow rock band stan :D
1. describe what kind of tumblr you would expect the members of your bias group (or a bias group, if you’re multi) to have - bonus points if you can make up a url!
jae (chickenjae / yellowpostitman / swegchicken )
he’d post memes
and those relatable text post things that you either agree with completely or fucks up your brain permanently
everyone wants to be his mutual
gets asks every. single. time
sungjin ( sungjinbear / bobbear )
is always lurking somewhere but doesn’t really post anything
likes everyone’s posts and he only reblogs and never posts his own stuff
selfie game is A+ so he gets tagged in selfie tag games a lot
brian oops i mean youngk ( whoisbrian / callmeyoungk )
posts food pics everytime
or snippets of him and the boys singing and jamming
only follows food blogs and studyblr blogs
his followers love to tease him by calling him brian, hence the url
wonpil ( pilimiri / pilipili / keyboardpill )
loves getting asks
answers asks with lots of emoji
has a nickname for every anon he gets
everyone adores him except for jae who shades him
dowoon ( drummerboy / prank-em-all )
posts snippets of him playing the drums
gets shy when people send in asks complimenting him
reblogs puppy posts
with the tags “!!!”
2. If your bias were to die their hair green, what would you think?
brian boi come at me with green hair i’ll combust in happiness
3. if your bias group were in produce 101, what kind of trainee would they be?
day6 would be the ultimate talented group and seventeen would be the ultimate group that everyone adores (mind my pun)
4. if day6 had a fandom colour AND lightstick design, what would you want it to be?
BLUE
5. give me your headcanons: what happened between the couple from congratulations and ywb?
the girl asks for a break and even though that guy doesn’t know why he still goes with it because he loves her, and then he discovers her cheating all along so he is very upset, but as time passes, he starts to let go and move on and instead chooses to view everything as a beautiful passing and fading memory.
6. give me your headcanons 2: why did sungjin and the girl in i smile break up?
Because sungjin wants to delve deeper into his music career with the band and the girl gets tired of waiting so she breaks up with him.
7. what house would each of your bias group members be in if they were in harry potter? (you can do more than one bias group
idk anything about harry potter oops
8. let’s have some fun: if you could be your bias group’s stylist for one day, what would you put them all in (bonus if you can add their hairstyle and makeup looks too because reasons)
hmm whatever day6 has on rn is great and i’d let seventeen dresses more casually like how day6 carries their boyfriend looks every day
My questions:
1. If you could take a trip with your bias to an alternate universe world, where would you go and why?
2. One quote that you associate with you bias?
3. What concept do you hope your bias group will do one day?
4. If you and your bias are friends and you have feelings for them, how would you tell them?
5. Valentine’s Day with your bias wrecker or Christmas with your bias? Why?
6. What would you tell your bias if he discovers your blog?
7. Recommend a book for your bias!
8. Describe a fictional character that reminds you of your bias and why?
tagging @youngest-k @day69 @jahehyung @foreveryoungk93 @pasteljoon @day6k @dowooniee @dowoonerie @moondowoon @proteinmisfolding im just tagging people i see on my dash often you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to ofc :D (and bc i have a goldfish memory and i dont remember who’s done this and who hasnt oops)
#tagged in#this was funnn omg sorry i took so long#i was answering the last part at uni bahahaha not guilty at all#m2
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Dear Cosette,
aka my mother-in-law, mother, and wife, but most importantly one of my best friends
(and I guess ‘my little star’ but we never speak of those nicknames alksjdf)
NOTES (1) First and foremost, YES there are going to be periods, and you are going to deal with it because there is no possible way I can go that long without using them >:[ (2) You, especially of all people, know how incredibly awkward I am with emotions and expressing myself, so I hope you will forgive exactly how awkward I sound :( You also know that I am “annoyingly grammatically correct” and can’t help but to sound formal when left to my own devices (SEE) and might sound fake because I tend to always sound fake when I get all deep and proper EVEN THOUGH I AM NOT but you’re not used to me like that so... But despite that just know that everything I say is 100% sincere :((( (3) Don’t make fun of me or I’m gonna fight you.
Unlike you, I don’t talk as I think and I spend an inordinate amount of time picking and choosing the words I say carefully, and you also know my immense love for lists and order, so I feel like the logical place to start is how we first met because honestly when we look at how we started and how we are now and the fact that this isn’t even the end, it’s quite a beautiful love story don’t you think lmao. Every time I think about how we first met and all the circumstances that surrounded it, it always amazes me just how fake... we were alsjdf. It started off with that random Secret Valentine’s anon thing, that not only was your last time doing anything like that, but mine, too. To top it off, you were so bad at replying on time, and I was literally so fake when replying to you and when I look back on it I could tell that you could only talk about Baek, but I could really only talk about Sehun and we were both just overall more-or-less disinterested in the other. But then when you revealed who you were, I thought I should follow you out of courtesy, but then you thought that I was being a fake hoe and following you to get a mutual but followed me back anyways AND IT’S JUST SO FUNNY? That was literally the worst, most shallow, fake, misunderstood-on-both-ends start to a friendship ever; I really don’t think anyone, especially not us two, would’ve thought we would get this far. And it’s just amazing to think that that tiny little coincidence and thing that we did without absolutely any real thought or desire to achieve anything lead us to both be part of a friendship that would mean so much to the both of us. I’m not really sure why it happened and what weird grand power led us to that state, but I sure as heck am glad that it did. I’ll just pretend it was the stars since you love astrology so much lmao.
And I remember when you left Tumblr and I dramatically and immensely starry-eyed..ly sent you that message on kkt, I really didn’t expect much of a reply BUT YOU SENT THIS PRETTY MASSIVE REPLY (well, massive compared to mine at least) that went a lot more into detail than I expected you to reply with, and I remember thinking, “... Why is she telling me so much lksjdf I didn’t ask for this,” even though now I know that you tend to ramble a lot when you’re not close with someone (which is literally the exact opposite of what I do) but that was the start to our string of (unfortunately) essay-long messages that we secretly hated doing. Honestly, considering how little energy I have in general - much to your surprise because you mistakenly thought that I was bubbly and happy and energetic - and your actual lack of desire to be social with that many people from Tumblr, we spent so much time writing those messages, so maybe that was the universe’s little way of nudging us towards each other. And when you think about it, I feel like that is a weird parallel to our friendship now, because for as different and opposite as we are, we put so much effort into each other no matter what, so maybe those messages were a tiny little hint of what was to come.
And it’s honestly just really nice to look at how our friendship has evolved over the last little-over-a-year - and also kind of funny because at each ‘era’ of our friendship, we always think, “Man, we’re so close right now, look at us,” and we act like we weren’t going to go any farther, but time and time again we keep getting closer, and even in the last 4 months between when you wrote your birthday message to me and now, so much has changed, so I can only imagine what more is to come for us in the future. I distinctly remember in the first 3? months of us being friends, we were discussing the ‘levels’ to our friendships, and I think your highest level was ?? 5 or something like that, and I remember thinking, “I’ll probably never get that far - I’m not really the type of person Cosette would like that much probably, so I won’t hope for much,” (which I later found to be not completely true once you finally nudged me to open a bit up to you so that I wouldn’t be paranoid for 500 years that you secretly hate me) but I somehow managed to get here, and idk it just makes me oddly happy and idek how to explain the feeling but before it sounds like I’m accepting some grand award I will just stop there alksjdf.
To continue on with that note (gdi I sound so systematic, I hate myself laksjdf) we are so immensely opposite from each other and yet at the same time we’re just like two peas in a pod, it’s kind of funny. You’re extroverted, love to express your emotions to the ones you love with words, are incredibly caring and comforting, filled with energy and life (but secretly dead inside), have an immense passion and drive, are actually good at carrying convo, >:[[[ funny, have bad memory, can’t spell, old, small brain big heart, always in el bano. And then there’s me - introverted, emotionally constipated in almost every single way, awkward at probably everything tbh, no motivation and zero life, literally has nothing else on her mind other than Sehun and animals occasionally, can’t crack a joke to save my life, great memory, pretentious but amazing at spelling and grammar, young, semi-big brain small heart, never goes to el bano. We deal with our problems differently, the way we talk to each other is completely different, we can’t even talk with that much depth about each others’ biases because when it comes to anyone other than our own we have the emotional range of a teaspoon, you never listen to me when I tell you something >:[, I can’t give you proper emotional support because I am just awful, and just ? so ? many ? things ? that are so opposite to each other? I think the only thing we have in common is that we’re both equally bitter about almost everything lmao (and also emo half the time).
Yet despite all that we always make the time to talk to each other any time we can - honestly if it was possible we’d probably be talking every waking minute - and even though we talk about honestly the exact same stuff all the time, we just love to be in each other’s company no matter what. And to be perfectly honest, I associate my time with you with comfort, warmth, happiness, laughter, and in a weird way home, because that’s honestly exactly what you give to me. Whenever we’re talking, be it about us yelling about sebaek to each other without the other one hearing a thing, or about something we’re immensely bitter about, or just some mundane thing we did during our day, I always feel happy and comfortable, and I don’t even know why but I catch myself smiling (and begrudgingly laughing at your lame-ass jokes :/ that aren’t funny btw) because Cosette = laughter and that’s just how it is >:[ Gotta add the >:[ to soften the cheese >:[ Whenever we’re not talking to each other it feels like something is wrong with my day and like eternity has passed even though it’s honestly probably just been 2 hours lmao. With you time simultaneously slows down and speeds up (//insert you singing Transformer//) and I just don’t know how to explain it? We’ve been friends for a year but it doesn’t even feel that long; when we talk to each other for just an hour for some reason it feels like 5 have passed (in the best way possible) and I really don’t understand how that works, but I guess it just shows that I just really enjoy every moment I spend with you (>:[) and I wouldn’t trade any single moment for anything. Not to mention that when I don’t talk to you, I tend to feel weirdly empty, and those are the times where my odd and sad moods creep back in, and whenever that happens, I always think, “Man, this is why I need Cosette,” because you really just make me forget about all the sadness that’s locked away and I think it takes someone really special to do that, considering I am the most pessimistic fellow around (yes, I stole your word). And it’s cute because we talk so much that we adopt words, phrases, and emoticons that the other use, we adopt each other’s bitterness and general feelings just automatically, and if you’re mad then I’m (ง'̀-'́)ง along with you and vice versa, and it’s honestly such a cute dynamic, I really ship us :( I bet my, and your, nonexistent asses that if we were idols we’d be the best ship, no questions asked.
But of course between the ups in our friendship, there’s plenty of downs, which is inevitable because of how different we are from each other, but I love that no matter what we always come right back out of it and come out even stronger, and I think that that is one of the best part of our friendship? We might be immensely awkward at bringing it up first (though I fail at it 100% of the time so bless your awkward yet brave soul), but we always manage to talk about it and it starts off a little odd but we always make it work. And I think what I love most about you, among the 500 other things that I love the most about you, is that you’re always so considerate and understanding, and are always willing to listen. It’s one of the things that I really love about our friendship because you know me and how I cannot stand for the life of me inconsiderate people who never listen to a thing you have to say and let misunderstandings and ill feelings brew to the point where neither of us care anymore, but we never let that happen, and I just really appreciate that. I know I am impossible to access emotionally, both for my own emotions and to reassure yours, and that I can be a bit careless and thoughtless at times (unintentionally of course), and that I probably do a lot of things that rub you the wrong way because I am wired in a completely different way than you are - but you’ve never once blamed anything on me or wished for me to change, you’ve allowed me to explain myself both in regards to you and in regards to my inner thoughts, and you’ve always reassured me that you still care for me. And that really makes me feel so much more comfortable to slowly show you my emotions - which is near impossible for anyone to do - and I think that says a lot about how much you mean to me and how much I love our friendship. The complete understanding and consideration you have for me is one of the things the cherish the most, and I hope that I’ve been able to do the same for you, because for as cold and awkward as I am and seemingly careless as I may seem, I would never want you for one second to doubt just how important you really are to me and just how much this friendship means to me.
I’m sorry that I can’t always express myself and give you that reassurance when you oh-so-obviously hint at me that you need it, or if I come off disinterested at times, but I hope you know that I am 100% of the time always soft when it comes to you, and I probably think you’re adorable like all the time (what with all your random inst inst insts and outbursts of astrology facts - which I honestly quite enjoy - and little comments you make here and there that are probably nondescript for you but make me smile and get an intense feeling of fondness and all you random little quirks that I could go on and on about) but shh you didn’t hear it from me, and I admire just how strong you really are (war flashbacks to me saying that in my first birthday letter to you alksjdf but I wasn’t lying back then and I’m not lying now either >:[) and the passion you have for what you love (even though you don’t always believe that you really are one strong cookie), and though I don’t strive to be just like you because we already know my little mentality on this, it always makes me proud to think of all that you went through and are still going through but that you still manage to stay on top (I know you think I’m lying but I’m not >:[). I’ve seen you go through incredibly down moods, and I know that I don’t even see the half of it, and it always made me so sad to see someone with so much love and care and passion to feel like they weren’t worth it or that they didn’t have anything going for them, when it’s so much the opposite. But hearing you talk about all the goals you’ve set out for yourself this year and how you’ve gotten this newfound motivation and hope for what is to come, and have been filled with so much more excitement and happiness and a desire to live, makes me so incredibly happy because you deserve to feel that important and deserving every single day. I hope that for all the days you went through those immense lows, that you experience highs 100-fold because you deserve not even 0.000001% less.
Finally, I just want to end this by saying that I really do wub... l*ve... love... wub you (AHHH) and even though that took me the most amount of effort, the fact that you always say it to me and treat me with so much love and kindness masked behind the constant teasing - which I admittedly am endeared by :/ - the least I can do is tough it out and finally say the words that express what I feel. The more I mean those words, the longer it takes for me to say them out loud (or well I guess in print) and just know that that took me like 10 minutes to type out ajsdf. This letter honestly wasn’t as long as I would have hoped it would be, because I know that I have a million things I want to say, but my emotions are scaredy-cats at times and like to play hide and seek on me, and so I just know I’ve missed out on so many things. But I hope that despite that you know that you mean the world to me; I don’t have many close friends and I have even less favourite people, but I’m proud to say that I consider you both. And so on that note
Happy Birthday, my little star
Sincerely,
(your) little moon
#istg if you skim over all of this :// i know you have a habit of skimming alsjdf#i also bet that you're gonna read like one sentence over 892734 times because you have the worst comprehension sometimes#:(( i honestly don't even wanna post this yet because i just know that i didn't say everything that i want to say but :((#i'll remember all of sorts of things i wish i added after i post this i just know it :[#so just know that this letter doesn't encompass the magnitude of how much i... wub... you >:[ and why#but i hope it gave you a good little sneak peak and it doesn't disappoint :(#but before i get all rambly and over explain-y i'll just hush hush#happy birthday cosette :(((#@cosette#@little star#been like 2934 years since i used that tag...#don't read this before 9 o clock or i won't be rEADY#why tf did i spell out 9 o clock alkjdsf
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do all the valentine’s day asks (!!!!!)
1: Do you have a crush at the moment?
Did ya’ll know that the actual definition for having a crush is: ‘a brief but intense infatuation for someone, especially someone unattainable or inappropriate.’ With that definition I do not. I don’t get crushes on people often, but tbh whenever I meet someone new I often consider what it would be like if I did date them. What it would be like to talk to them, hold them, support them, love them. I’m just always dreamin’ of havin a healthy and committed relationship with someone because I just love lovin’ people and gettin loved back.
2: Have you ever been deeply in love?
Listen baby, I’m a pieces moon. Any emotion I feel I’m feelin it to the most extreme at all times. Which is why I’m glad anger is not an emotion I can capture well. But to answer the question yes it was with someone who used to mean a great deal to me. I was so in love with them that it became toxic for myself and them. I was willing to do anything for them, at whatever cost. It’s the loyalty of my Leo sun ill say. But now I’m deeply in love with myself, all my current relationships with the people around me, and the sun.
3: Longest relationship you’ve ever been in?
The one I’m currently in now is gonna hit 2 months soon and I think that is the longest I have been with someone in an romantic relationship. All my other ones we’re fast, unhealthy, and honestly I was only in them because I felt it was my only chance at someone loving me. But the one I’m in now is vvv good and I’m vv happy with it. Other relationship wise, @greenteajuice is someone I care for very deeply as she has been in my life the longest platonically and has always supported me. I’ve known @teasquid since kindergarden tho! but we just recently became friends a couple years back, and im thankful to have them with me.
4: Have you ever changed for someone?
Yeah! I used to change what I liked and didn’t like based off of the people who I surrounded myself with in order to get them to like me. I used to agree with what they wanted or said! and that is why I have a little trouble making my own opinions or assertions on stuff because I’m so used to just going along with whatever my friends or partners say! But no more! I am living for me and only me now. But change isn’t all bad! someone can show you the good in something you hate, and the bad in something you loved. its life. 5: How is your relationship with your ex?
My ex was a really nice fellow, she was very funny and kind and caring. But I think she rushed into a relationship with me mainly based on my physical appearances and I went along with it because I was bad with rejecting someone so kind, and again, I was just in it to be in it honestly. It was the first relationship I had with dealings of polyamory and I considered myself a mono person before hand. I like to think me and her other partner were held on the same levels but, in reality we were not. She was very much in love with them, more than she was with me. But not without reason, she just had more of a connection and history with them. Also me and her partner didn’t talk at all, which didn’t help either. I often felt, not actually apart of the loop, i like connecting with people, especially if its someone who is dear to my s/o’s, so it hurt that we did’t really communicate often. BUT my ex is still someone who is in my life and i care for her as a friend and nothing more. I’m happy with where we are now. and I learned a lot from being with her. I actually forget we dated lol.
6: Have you ever been cheated on?
No! But that would surely break my heart I know. 7: Have you ever cheated?
Nope! I would rather like, literally die, than betray someones trust like that. 8: Would you date someone who’s well known for cheating?
Depends! I’d have to get to know them and build up a level of trust and such.
9: What’s the most important part of a relationship?
COMMUNICATION! TALK TO ME! U HAVIN PROBLEMS! LET ME KNOW! U WANT SOMETHING THAT IM NOT GIVING YOU! TELL ME AND WE CAN WORK ON IT! TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE AND CARE ABOUT ME! GIVE ME REASSURANCE! just fuckin communicate about any and all things I promise that will lead to such a healthy and strong relationship! 10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?
I mentally cannot handle flings or short term relationships. It really fucks me up emotionally and makes me wanna d*e!!! I just get really involved and wanna spend my life with that person 4eva and shit so when they’re not with that or dont want it im like!! whats the point theN! also i low low key have abandonment issues so yeah ahha. 11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on “breaks”?
Breaks! I mean yeah sometimes you need to get away from a person ! WHICH is why you should not spend 24/7 with ur partner, that much time with anyone would drive someone mad! no matter how much u love them. but meaning like, semi-breaking up? i mean if your realtionship has gotten to that point, i’d rather just talk about whats causing it to get like this, and work it out. but a breather is never bad i suppose. 12: How many people have you ever hooked up with?
One and it made me feel real bad. I only will ever be involved in sexual conduct with someone if I trust them enough to be that vulnerable and if I find them sexually attractive, which isn’t common since my grey ass only gets a boner for commitment and compliments. 13: What’s one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?
I regret going into the relationships for the wrong reasons. 14: What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex?
If you’re still considered a ‘kid’ I think you should hold off, but it’s impossible to stop them from doing what they want, and as so, we should educate them so when they do do it, they are being safe. 15: Do you believe in the phrase “age is just a number”?
In what context? As in I’m 76 but I can still wear pink pencil shirts, a crop top, boa scarf and 6 inches heels cause “age is just a number” or “if she’s 16 than im 16″ cause the later is gross but the former i rock with
16: Do you believe in “love at first sight”?
I believe in infatuation at first sight. The idea of someone that you have created in your mind at first physical glance. 17: Do you believe it’s possible to fall in love on the internet?
Yeah of course what. the internet is just other tool that we use to connect and make bonds with people we normally couldn’t have done otherwise
18: What do you consider a deal breaker?
UM! probably if they exhibited signs of being a manipulative and/or abusive person yeah19: How do you know it’s time to end a relationship?
UH honestly I have no idea, im a ride or die type person as long as ur aren’t a complete shit bag! im willing to work on anything and talk through any issues as long as you are. but i suppose if we both understand that the relationship just isn’t working anymore and the connection just is and never will be there!
20: Are you currently in a relationship?
yeah ! I am ! with my self, my friends, and my sweet sweet angel of a bf sam! 21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends?,
Yeah of course! As long as its healthy I would encourage it! 22: Do you think people should date their friends?
YEAHHHHHH! thats some good shit! 23: How many relationships have you had?
UM including the one im in now i think 3 24: Do you think love can last forever?
Depends on how strong and committed the love is, it would be hard to get to that stage of forever but nothing is impossible! 25: Do you believe love can conquer all things?
Not institutionalized racism if that is what you mean26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn’t approve of?
Nah man my parents suck, if anything they should break up w/ someone if I don’t approve of them lmfao would probably fix a lot of things. 27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be?
Love yourself before you begin to love someone else. It’ll help.
28: Do you think long distance relationships can work?
Yes! you just need to be willing to put in the time, effort,trust, energy, and commitment that comes with it29: What do you notice first about another person?
TBH this is such a leo thing but the clothes their wearing, and then their face!
30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual?
the only 4 sexualities yes. im queer and thats all i’ll say. i hate anything else tbh. if you like me im gay and if i like you im gay. thats it. 31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness?
nah man thats some wack shit right there if i did32: Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?
nope! been in some unhealthy ones tho! 33: Do you want to get married one day?
possibly. for tax benefits mainly. also if me and my partner mutually agreed to wanting that yeah.34: What do you think about getting your partner’s name tattooed?
nah thats wild bro 35: Could you be in a relationship without sex?
baby, baby, i could live my whole life without sex. that shit doesn’t mean a lot to me personally. But if my partner was a someone who liked sex I would def be down36: Are you still a virgin?
nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i mean, kinda, idk how that works. 37: What’s more important: Looks or personality?
personality easy.38: Do you enjoy love films?
as long as they aren’t yt cis het ones yeAH!! 39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses?
my grandfather has given me some! and Thao gave me some on my birthday! but i dont like getting flowers ! they just die and its so sad! 40: Have you ever had a valentine?
nope! but thats okay because I am loved and cherised by my friends every single day! and thats better! 41: What’s your imagination of a “perfect date”?
just spending time with the person I love in any setting is nice.
42: Have you ever read “Romeo & Juliet”?
yeah, I played one of the main charters when reading it freshman year in English.
43: What’s more important: Your partner or your friends?
both?? equally?? no gross hierarchy??
44: Would you consider yourself “romantic”?
YEAH MAN YEAH MAN I love romance i love sappy shit i love doin gay stuff yes yes!!!
45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends?
OFC! I’d date any one of my friends cause their all cute and gay and great 46: Have you ever been “friendzoned”?
that, like gender, is not real 47: Which “famous couple” is your favorite?
Ian and Jaden! 48: What’s your favorite love song?
L-O-V-E by Nat King Cole49: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?
I do not think so?50: If you’re single, why do you think you are?
I’m not! but if i was hopefully its just because I understood that being in a relationship isn’t everything and it will come when it needs too
51: Would you rather date someone who’s rich but a douchebag or someone who’s poor but a nice guy?
I do not like this question
52: Are you good at giving other people advice’s regarding dating/ relationships?
I don’t like giving advice for other peoples relationships because its not mine to get involved with ! but if someone came for me asking i would try my best!53: Are you jealous of couples when you’re single?
no??? thats so toxic ew54: How important is it to make a relationship official (p.e. on facebook)?
i mean? if your partner is afraid of saying that they are with u to other people thats some issues but its cool if yall both wanna just like keep it to yourselves if thats ur jazz ya dig! But I love being shown off and appreciated! Really gets my dick hard
55:Would you consider yourself “clingy”, “overly attached” or “jealous”?
im like a little overly attached but not in a toxic way, i just care a lot alot alot! but i know how to handle it and not let it get unhealthy! 56: Have you ever “destroyed” a relationship?
i do not think so :0! 57: Do you think it’s silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart?
Don’t become so emotionally dependant on someone that without them, you think you’re life isn’t worth living anymore. thats like, super unhealthy for you and them. but people have died from a ‘broken heart’ before because their partner died, or was lost, etc. thats valid! but don’t take ur own life because of someone else!
58: Are you the “dominant” or the “submissive” part in a relationship?
this what yall really want huh, you want me to say if im a top or bottom! i’ll have you know that I can equally enjoy both parts! mainly a sub though i’ll admit. im a ba-by ok. 59: Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner’s birthday or your anniversary?
no, i write them in my calendar so ill remember! because my memory is awful!! 60: What’s your opinion on open relationships?
if it works for ya’ll then it works. be happy. thats all. 61: Who’s more important: Your partner or your family?
why,,, why is this a question!! love both?!! this is silly lmfao62: How do you define “cheating”?
engaging in any form of like romantic or sexual manner with another person w/o the consent or knowledge of your partner. 63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate?
nah??? treat yourself. make yourself feel good baby, no body knows how to pleasure yourself better than you 64: Do you think Valentine’s Day is overrated?
its capitalistic is what it is65: Would you consider yourself a “cuddler”?
Big time. Ask sam, I wrap my body so tightly around that boy when we sleep together.
#koiask#ask#this took me 3 hours to do ill have u KNOW#notice how my answers get smaller as it goes down cause i got tired#THANK U FOR THIS but also fuck u#jk i love u whoever sent this
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Story Time #4- Cher the Bear
I’ve never been a fan of Valentine’s Day. Not that this will surprise anyone, but I was always one of those lonely losers who never received anything more than the obligatory classroom card or flowers from my father. Not to mention that Valentine’s turns everything pink.
The only real feel-good moment I had with the day until my late teens was in ‘04, my last year of middle school. It was the end of the day, and I was so happy it was finally over so I could go home and scrub all the images of romance and mushy feelings from my brain. My friend and I claimed our usual seat toward the back of the bus and we sat grouching in mutual hatred of the holiday for a while. I turned away from her to lean against the window and drown myself in angsty music about broken hearts and being forever alone, but was drawn back out when she suddenly threw something at my head out of nowhere.
I looked down to examine the rogue projectile and found that it was a small, white, stuffed bear that looked like a cheap dollar store knock-off Care Bear holding a red heart with the words “You’re Special” embroidered on it in fancy white cursive.
“The hell is this?” I asked her, holding up the bear as if it had a disease.
“Found it on the floor in the hallway,” she said with a shrug, “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“Assault via stuffed animal, what I always wanted. Gee, you shouldn’t have,” I grouched, throwing the bear back at her.
“At least it’s something,” She laughed and threw it at me again
For the next few minutes we threw the bear around the back of the bus with our fellow lonely losers club until everyone was laughing and in a much better mood. Seeing the reaction everyone had to this stupid bear gave me an idea. When the bear made its way to me, I stopped and stared at it for a while. It was ugly, but had a sort of harmless charm that made it endearing.
“We should do something with this,” I said suddenly.
Always up for rounds of unconventional mischief, my friend looked at me with a sly smile and asked, “Like what.”
“Like.....pass it around with one of those dumb inspirational messages and ask people to write down their name. See how far it goes,” I said, digging through my backpack for a fresh sheet of paper.
“How will we ever know?” She asked, looking at me strangely. “We won’t unless it comes back,” I said a bit deviously, handing her the paper. “Here, I need you to write it, people won’t be able to read it if I do it.”
“Whatever you say dude,” she said while taking it, clearly still not sold on the idea. “If we’re going to do this we should name it.
”In a moment of rare brilliance, I blurted out, “Cher.”
“What?” she asked.
“Cher....the Bear. Get it?” she smacked her forehead and gave me a look that clearly said ‘You’re the worst’. I laughed and started saying what it was I wanted her write down. In the end the message looked like this:
Hi! My name is Cher the Bear. If you’re reading this right now, it means that someone loves you, and thinks that you’re a great person. Please write your name at the bottom of the list and pass me on to someone else you think is great so I can keep showing people how much the world cares. Thanks! You’re awesome!
My friend looked like she wanted to gag after writing that down, while I was busy cracking up at my own amount of sap. She tried passing the note over but I refused to take it. “You have to sign your name first, it’s the rule,” I told her. She rolled her eyes at me and wrote down her name to humor my stupid idea. I then took back the bear and letter and wrote my own name down.
“Tomorrow we unleash our creation on the world. Soon the WHOLE SCHOOL shall be overcome with mushy feelings of love and friendship. There will be a stuffed animal in every corner, no one will know how to handle suddenly having emotions, and it will be absolute MAYHEM!” I busted out into creepy laughter and my friend just shook her head.
“Dude, you have problems.”
The next day at school I gave the bear to someone I didn’t know as I passed them in the hall. I didn’t explain anything, just forced the bear into their hands exclaiming “Here, take care of Cher the Bear.” The note was tucked safely behind the heart, poking out just a bit with ‘Read Me’ written on the front. I laughed at the look of pure confusion I got in response and went to class, hoping I would eventually get to see the results of the little experiment.
About a week later, a different friend came up came up to us at lunch and gave me the bear. People had started coloring sections of its fur and the note was now three pieces of notebook paper instead of one. There were now some other personal messages included along with the list of names. I don’t know if the person who gave it to me realized that the two of us had started it or not, but I signed my name again and once again passed it on to a stranger in the school.
I never saw the bear again after that. A few months later the friend I started the whole thing with got a call from her cousin in Massachusetts. In a weird series of coincidence, she had just received Cher the Bear. According to my friend they had spoken about the experiment when we first started it, and her cousin was super excited when she got it from a friend of her mom’s. Apparently, what she got was a different, much cuter, bear that had its own little pouch for holding the message. It was also a differently worded letter, but the message was the same, and the name had obviously stuck. I couldn’t believe the bear had made it out of the school, much less out of the state and across the country.
Whenever I start to lose faith in the human race as a whole, I think back to Cher the Bear and remember that even though there’s a lot of bad in the world, just one single act of spontaneous love can spread further than imagined.
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Evelyn Nicks, part 1 ( Behind the Scenes )
It was well past half past six and despite her anger at herself for being so indecisive all of a sudden, Evie was still trying on clothes from the bunch she’d spread across her bed, eyes eager to the screen of her MacBook Air where Lola’s face was lit by nothing else than the light of her own laptop. “What the fxck does ‘casual Valentine’s Day party’ mean, anyway?” the bleach blonde asked, smirking slightly before lighting up a cigarette, the signature black Sobranies Evie had always known her smoking. “I’ve no idea” she sighed, running her hands down the fluffy tulle of the lower part of her dress, hoping to tame it as she looked behind, checking herself out in the mirror. “How do I look in this one?” “Pretty good, though I like the black all-in-one more.” Lola hurried to reply, before making herself more comfortable in the bed she was skyping from. “Now tell me, how’s Maddox like?” “I thought you guys knew each other?” Without a second more spent doubting, Evie unzipped her dress and peeled it off her shoulders, down on the hips and finally stepped out of the circle it made on the floor. The all-in-one piece Lola suggested was a piece she’d actually stolen from her way back when they both lived in London, back when Nathan was still among them, beautiful and young and overwhelmingly charming. “Well, yeah, but not as lovers” Lola replied with a cheeky smirk settled on her lips, reaching for an ashtray as she moved out of focus for a few moments. “So?” It amused Evie to see her best friend this excited about a guy she was dating. Admittedly, she’d been a huge supporter of the relationship she was with Nathan, even when things started getting a little extravagant with the two, but ever since his untimely death, Lola made a point that she was Evie’s guardian angel, analyzing her boyfriends thoroughly, with insane rigor, to prevent unnecessary heartache. And for a while, especially immediately after Nathan’s passing, Evie was flattered to be taken care of so much by Lola, but for the past year and a half, it’d been a pain rather than something to be grateful for. It was tough to know your best friend hated your boyfriend’s guts, and it’s fair to say Taylor and Lola had never been discreet about their disagreements. ‘She’s my fxcking girlfriend, not yours’ he’d shout at Lola when things got intense, and Lola would slap his cheek and snap back something along the lines of ‘then fxcking act like it and stop being such a prick’. In many ways, Evie was relieved she’d ended things with Taylor, but even now, a good two months after their last night together, she still couldn’t be sure why she left him in the first place. “When have you become so secretive all of a sudden?” Lola teased, running her thumb along her rosy bottom lip, eyes bright with excitement. “I’m not secretive! It’s just that, I don’t really know what to say…” Evie stopped short, shaking her head a little bit as she sat down on the bed, her hands reaching the back of her all-in-one, pulling the zip up. “Not in a bad way, though. I… I’ve never really seen something quite like him, you know? He’s so cool and distant, all the while he could literally be popping at my door anytime, the windows of his car rolled down with my favourite song on maximum volume and a bottle of Moet. Do you know what I mean?” Evie stopped and bit her lip to tame the wide grin forming on her lips. “It’s kind of overwhelming how attracted I feel to this man, it’s like nothing I’ve felt before. Well, um, apart from Nathan.” It was impossible to go through a single day without reminding herself of the woman she used to be with Nathan, the man she’d loved so dearly, who’d turned into the universal lover ideal. For so long after his last breath did she tirelessly search for something to be even remotely close to his tenderness, his electric touch, the way he charmed her every single days in ways that always surprised her. Nathan was her soulmate, and even now, getting ready for the third date with a man she undeniably felt attracted to, Evelyn couldn’t help feeling the world had no comparison to offer. Her chance to find the Yin to her Yang vanished together with his existence among people. “Did you do anything?” the mischievous smirk on Lola’s lips and the naughty look on her face as she sucked the life out of the cigarette she kept locked between her thin fingers brought Evie back to reality. “Well, um, yes” she admitted, this time completely unable to contain her grin, the memory of her first passionate night with Maddox making a shiver jolt down her spine. “Oh my god! I seriously need to get on the first flight to LA and you, miss, have to tell me absolutely everything!” Lola exclaimed, her face bright with a mixture between curiosity and excitement. “Babe, I am so happy for you, I –“ the blonde girl stopped in her tracks as her eyes moved to something beyond the screen, her face lighting up a little more than how it was with nothing but the blue light of her laptop illuminating her features. It took little for Abigail to come in focus, her recently-dyed blue and green locks falling down in front of the webcam as she leaned to kiss Lola before turning her eyes to the screen and wave a little to Evelyn. “Eves, it looks like I’d better be going” Lola said with a cheeky grin on her face, still unable to take her eyes off her lover who’d seemed to have just stepped out of the shower. “You look beautiful, really. Have fun tonight, I’ll call you tomorrow to tell me how it all went!” she concluded, blowing a kiss to the camera before logging off, leaving Evelyn to finish off her makeup and deal with the insane butterflies tormenting her stomach. +++++++++ By the time Maddox pulled his car over in the driveway, the party had already started. “Fashionably late” he commented with a small smirk raising the right corner of his mouth as he turned the car’s engine off and leaned over to give Evie a soft, reassuring kiss, his white skin radiating underneath the intricacy of his tattoos. “You look stunning.” He added, his hand reaching hers and giving it a small squeeze before getting out of the car and walking over to the passenger seat, to open the door for her. To say that Evie was radiating would be an understatement. She was glowing so bright you could see her from outer space, her eyes hardly ever looking anywhere other than his direction. Taking his hand when he offered it, they walked through the sliding doors of the building like royalties heading for a formal parade destined to make people adore them even more. The party was held inside one of the poshest art galleries in LA, a place Evie had visited various times before to just stare at the gorgeous artwork they exhibited. The light was dimmed to maybe a quarter of its usual intensity and there where high tables places along the deep gray walls. It didn’t look like much of a Valentine’s Day themed party, which the young woman didn’t mind in the least – it felt more intimate like that, without all the heart-shaped helium balloons hanging around and mass-produced red and pink decorations. “Oh, look who’s made it!” A tall young man explained, bowing a little bit before giving Maddox a handshake, something unspectacular but yet good enough proof to show the two were more than acquaintances. “It’s such a pleasure to meet you, I’m Xander” the young man spoke as he moved his attention from Maddox to Evie, extending his hand in a polite manner. “It’s good to see you too, Xander. I’m Evelyn” she introduced himself, giving his hand a small shake before looking at his partner, a young woman not older than herself. She nodded and smiled when Xander added ‘and this is Jessa’ and moved her eyes from the girl’s face to the way she hesitantly took his hand in hers, as if she wasn’t sure she actually wanted to be Xander’s girlfriend. For the most part of the night, Evie’s eyes and attention was restricted to nobody else but Maddox, as if obsessing over his effortless glamour, the gentleman tailoring covering his tattooed body in a way that left you wanting to know more, to trace down the black and ink and see where it was taking you. She couldn’t help but blush in the slightest when she remembered she’d seen every single tattoo on his body, the night of their second date. “Girl, you’re really into him” Jessa’s voice brought her back to reality, almost spilling her Martini. Evie gave her a small smile, not knowing whether it was a question or a statement, and took another sip of her drink. “I guess that’s what people think of when they talk about soulmates” the girl continued, and this time Evelyn couldn’t help but shake her head humbly, as if there was no need over-flattering her relationship with Maddox, who was currently talking to another man that seemed to be a mutual friend of his and Xander’s. “Oh, really, you’re too kind” she settled on saying just that, giving her a friendly smile before her eyes automatically turned to Maddox. “I remember feeling exactly the way you’re feeling right now… I mean, yeah, Xander’s a really neat guy and all, but it really can’t compare to the way I used to feel back when – you do know Darcy Matthews, don’t you?” Evie’s attention was caught by the unexpected mention of a fellow colleague she’d met before, mostly thanks to the parties thrown by The WC for its actors. “Oh, you’ve dated Darcy?” Jessa broke into laughter, shaking her head as if saying ‘oh, silly you’, crossing her hands as he turned to better look at Evie. “No, I’m a close friend of hers as a matter of fact. Well, it’s up to you to decide just how close I really am, after all.” Jessa ran a hand through her hair, looking in Xander’s direction before speaking again. “Anyway, I only mentioned her because my friendship with her is oddly linked to my story with Logan…” It suddenly felt like good idea to be careful with Jessa – Evie guessed where she was headed, and to be completely honest, she had no intention to get involved in it. “What do you mean?” She asked, finally, when it was becoming obvious the other woman was eager to share the story, whatever that meant. “Well, we’re both good friends with Logan, and I’m sure you know how invested of a friend Darcy is. So invested she took it in her hands to decide whether or not Logan and I were good enough for each other. Turns out he and I were not meant to be...” Evie downed her drink and ordered another one with an effortless smile to the waiter, shaking the empty glass of Martini ever so slightly. Maddox was still deeply engaged in a conversation and she was not, by any means, the type of woman to depend on her date’s attention. She took pride in her dignity, and even though she was jealous of how Maddox seemed to be having a great time, the only possible option was to tactfully survive through her conversation with Jessa. “I’m sorry to hear about that, Jessa” she spoke halfheartedly, taking the new glass in her hand, while her eyes started roaming around the room, hoping the other woman’s vent was over. “Like, what kind of friend does that? She couldn’t tolerate our love so she tore us apart and immediately matched one of us with a back-up plan of hers? I mean, whoa, can you be more of a control freak?” Jessa carried on talking, almost determined to push Evie to her limits and see how she reacts. Instead, she was getting none of the things she’d been hoping to get, concluding that Evie was probably not a good pick for hating on people together. “Anyways, enjoy your lovely dovey days. Things will get sour eventually, they always do.” There was a shockingly pleased smile on Jessa’s lips as she spoke the last part, a stunningly sour smirk settled on her face that took Evie off guard. A warm hand on the small of hed back and the voice of a gentleman she knew stopped her from reacting. “Excuse me, I need to have a moment with Evelyn.” It was Maddox, the familiar smell of his extremely manly perfume filling Evie’s nostrils, his warmth encouraging her to take a deep breath and calm down. They both produced their politest smiles before taking a few steps away, far enough from Jessa that Maddox felt it was reasonable to place a tender kiss on Evie’s lips. Rubbing his tattooed thumb against the softness of her cheek, it took nothing but two words to settle a grin on her lips: “shall we?” Evelyn could hardly remember a time when she’d run away from a party so quickly. ++++++++++ There was an oddly relaxing orangey tint to the walls of Maddox’s room, a single bright orange ray of light gathering up the courage to break the complete darkness, crossing the room until it landed on his face, white and calm and beautiful, peaceful with sleep, but all the while alert, like he was ready to pop his eyes open and face the world any minute, if needed. It took a few minutes to fully wake up, and her senses came back to life gradually. The smell of his perfume, combined with the mere scent of his skin and the oddly pleasant trace of sweat. The warmth of his bare body next to her own, pressed together on just one side of the king sized bed, like actually purchasing something of such dimensions was nothing but a waste. The sound of his even breath, the steadiness of his pulse, the way he looked at peace with himself, and royal, too. “Hey, early bird” his low voice murmured after a while, making her peer up at his face with a childlike smile plastered on her lips. “I didn’t mean to wake you up” Evie spoke softly, reaching for his lips to give Maddox a morning kiss. “You didn’t” Maddox replied, his sleepy eyes and grin an unexpectedly gentle version of the man he was during the day, his tattoos and perfectly tailored suits presenting him like a deity. It took little effort for him to prop himself on his ankle and place his free hand on the back of her neck, his fingers steady and cold against her warmness, lips seeking hers and reuniting in a much more tamed version of the whole previous night. “What are you doing today?” “Nothing in particular” Evie replied with a small grin, reaching for his mouth once more. “Why’re you asking?” “Because I’d been hoping you’d say that.” His face was twisted with a playful smirk, a mischievous look in his piercing brown eyes, and with the most natural series of movements, he was hovering on top of her again, this time simply resting his head between her breasts. “I’m not really planning on leaving the house today” he added shortly after, Maddox peering up at her and giving her a wink that made fireworks explode in Evie’s stomach, her hand automatically moving to tangle its fingers in his tar black hair. “Alright, that sounds fine by me” she whispered and pulled the covers over them once more, drowning in the hot darkness of his bed again, and, my God, how she wished there would never be anything making her to get out and see anything else of the world anymore.
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