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One for The History Books [Chapter 15] [Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw]

[Summary] You are an archivist at the Pentagon, sent on assignment to TOPGUN to catalog and report on a top-secret mission. In the days under the Californian sun, a certain naval aviator puts your once orderly life in a tailspin that you might never recover from.

[Pairing] Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!reader / Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x fem!oc

[Warnings] Mature content: swearing, (explicit) smut. 18+ only.

[Words] 3.9k

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Chapter 15: Taking on water

You know Bradley is a restless sleeper. He rarely falls asleep before you, and usually wakes before you do—or your alarm clock. On lazy weekends, he likes dozing in on the couch, head in your lap, with you while you read a book or watch a movie together.

Even then, he rarely looks fully relaxed; eyes moving rapidly behind his lids, brows knitting together. You chalk it up to exhaustion from long days at work. He has a physically and mentally demanding, high-stress job, after all.

Sometimes you think he might be having a bad dream. You feel his shoulder tense as he clenches his jaw. Gingerly, you rake your fingers through his curls, lightly scratching his scalp while softly humming. Sometimes it calms him. Other times his eyes fly open, pupils contracting, his chest heaving, and he jerks away from you like he’s been shocked.

The first time it happens, it scares the living daylights out of you. Immediately dropping your book, you reach out to Bradley. Your eyes meet, and for a split second, you think you see what you can only describe as abject terror etched onto his face. And then in a blink, it’s gone. In the next moment, you are enveloped in his arms, head tucked securely under his chin. You feel his breath steadying,

“Babe, are you okay?” You try moving your head to look at him, but Bradley keeps you secured. He simply presses a kiss on your head.

“Did you…” You hesitate for a second. “Did you have a nightmare?” “Something like that.” He mumbles into your hair.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You offer.

“No.”

That’s the end of the conversation. Bradley keeps you in his arms, pressing kisses against your hair and skin. You reciprocate. Sooner than later, his mouth moves hungrily against yours.

Bradley knows that you know that he’s trying to distract you. He’s grateful you are letting him and don’t press the issue. Understanding that his evasive maneuver will only work for a limited time, he plans to at least stall for time for as long as possible.

He is not ready for this.

It’s something too deep, too raw in him, that he avoids thinking about most of the time. Why would he burden you with that? What could you possibly even do about it?

It’s the week before he leaves for Nevada to see Mav, in the middle of the night when Bradley suddenly sits up with such force in the bed, he pulls the comforter off you completely. Through heavy eyelids see his silhouette: hunched over, hand over his eyes, shoulders heaving from the heavy breaths.

Quietly, you wrap your arms around his waist and rest your cheek against his back. His skin is warm and soft. You don’t say anything as his breath evens out, and you pull with you to lay back down. As you press small kisses on his temple, Bradley counts his blessings for your silence, and he wraps himself around you.

His silence is like lead in your stomach.

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You feel like an idiot as you pace around your apartment. Bradley is shipping out in less than a week, and tomorrow is the only night he can spend with you. Even though you offered to drive up to Virginia Beach instead to save him the trip, Bradley dismissed easily: “Your place is much more comfortable.”

You try not to let it get to you that you’ve never seen where Bradley lives. He once offhandedly mentioned he lives on base but provided no further details. And while annoying, it’s not the problem at hand. He’s shipping out for almost three months, and you want to do something special, but by god, are you out of your depth here.

Should you make reservations at a nice restaurant? Or stay in with a home-cooked meal? Go to a bar with some live music?

The so-far unpacked bag from the lingerie store is staring you down from the corner of the room. Whatever possessed you to buy the matching lace-y teal set honestly escapes you now—as well as the courage to actually wear it.

Fuck. This is hopeless.

In the end, you make reservations at a nice Italian restaurant nearby. Not too fancy, a bit homely, but definitely good.

And it would have all been fine if you would not be running so incredibly late today. Bradley will arrive about any minute now, and because of your own idiotic hemming and hawing about what to wear, you are nowhere near ready.

When you got home from work, you lit a few candles, turned on some music, and poured yourself a glass of wine to help you relax when getting ready. But then you lost track of time looking for the perfect outfit to go over the teal lace get-up (which took you way too long to decide on too).

Still only dressed in your underthings, you rifle through the things on the small shelf in your bathroom for your eyeliner. You notice almost for the first time how many of Bradley’s things have found a place in your house.

It started with a toothbrush and some of his clothes that got mixed into your laundry. Now his razor, shaving cream, hair products, deodorant, and cologne grace your cramped bathroom shelve. You should be annoyed by him hogging premium bathroom space like that, but really, it gives you butterflies. It sounds stupid, but it feels like it’s a tangible representation of knowing Bradley will come back.

Okay, you are getting sidetracked again.

Quickly checking your makeup in the mirror, you decide it doesn’t look too shabby. Dabbing your lips with some red balm, you pull your hair loose from the bun on top of your head. You barely started brushing it, when the doorbell rings.

Fuuuck.

Bradley is already here. You quickly run your fingers through your messy hair in an attempt to smooth it out into something semi-presentable as you shrug on your fluffy bathrobe and open the building door through the intercom. Of course, you put your house keys somewhere where they are not supposed to go. The kitchen counter. Fuck. Dashing to the kitchen barefoot to grab them, you open the door just in time as Bradley walks up.

You smile, a little frazzled, as you take in his form. He’s dressed casually in a winter dark blue jacket, jeans, and boots. His eyes rake over you as you let him in, and you lean in for a kiss. Placing his bag on the hallway floor, Bradley pulls you easily against him. He smells like winter.

“Sorry, I’m not quite ready yet.” You murmur against his lips.

“You look fine to me, darlin’.” Bradley replies between kisses. His moves are unhurried, his cold fingertips dancing over your collarbone, dipping under the collar of your bathrobe. You deepen the kiss, reaching up to unzip his jacket. Running your hands up his back, you press yourself into Bradley. God, he feels so good.

At a tortuously slow pace, Bradley is pushing the robe off your shoulders. He breaks the kiss to study the lace he is slowly revealing.

“Is this new?” He asks with a teasing grin. You nod mutely. “For me?”

There’s no reason to be embarrassed, but you feel the stinging heat creep up your neck and face anyway. You want to defuse the tension building between you by reminding Bradley you have a dinner reservation. But hell, it’s not food you are hungry for now. You need to get your fill to tide you over when Bradley will be gone for three months. And more importantly, you need to give him something to remember you by.

To hell with plans.

Grabbing Bradley by his jacket collar, you push back against the wall. Hard. Bradley groans at the impact. Eyes wide, he looks at you in surprise. You don’t hesitate before kissing him ferociously, pouring every “I’ll miss you”, “I wish you didn’t have to leave already” and “Come back to me safely” into it.

For a moment, Bradley seems stunned by your sudden intensity, before he responds in kind, easily pulling the robe off you and discarding it at your feet. Grabbing a fistful of his hair, you press yourself up against him more, hooking your leg over his hip. Bradley moans into your kiss and immediately grabs your ass, kneading the flesh. You’ll never tire of that sound.

Bradley has no idea what has suddenly possessed you, but he’s not complaining. Far from it. He has been looking to tease that fiery streak out of you—he’s only seen flickers of it when you’re angry or taking on a challenge. Fully stepping out of your own shadow, dropping your inhibitions, and letting your instincts drive you is incredibly hot.

Tugging his jacket off, you start making quick work of the long sleeve he’s wearing underneath. You need to feel his skin against yours. God, even in fall, his skin looks deliciously sun-kissed. His mouth is on your breast, teasing your nipple through the lace. Closer. He needs to be closer. You start to unhook your bra, but Bradley pulls your hand away forcefully.

“Keep it on, sweetheart.” His voice is deep and raw in a way that never fails to give you butterflies. “I like you in this color.”

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Snow crunches under your boots as you make your way up the driveway of your childhood home—it’s almost Christmas and you decided to spend the holidays in Colorado with your parents and siblings. It feels good to be back surrounded by mountains, crisp air, and… well, just space. The open expanse and dark, starry skies are what you miss most when you are all the way in D.C.

Judging by the other cars in the driveway, at least your sister and her husband have already arrived. It will be the first time you will see their little baby, your niece, too. Something in your stomach clenches uncomfortably—childishly, you always thought you’d be the first to marry and have kids.

Not that you are not happy for your sister Beth, you are, but a tiny sting of jealousy gets you when you see the pictures she sends over the family chat. Beth announced her pregnancy and engagement in a double whammy last Christmas, your first one alone after a long and deeply shitty breakup. After which your youngest brother—little frat brat extraordinaire—quipped how you finally failed to be first in something.

Your father, picking up on how much that comment hurt you, tried to clumsily ameliorate the situation by countering how you at least will be there to care for them when they are old.

You cried yourself to sleep that night in your childhood bed, feeling more alone in the world than ever before.

As the oldest, you always bore the brunt of your parents’ hopes and expectations. They had definitely been stricter with you than with Beth who was only two years younger, but Matthew, a good seven years your junior and the baby of the family, basically had free rein.

You doted on your baby brother when you were kids, but as you moved out for college when he was barely in middle school, you missed a lot of his formative years. Now you’re wondering if you should have punched him more often growing up.

Before you even walk onto the porch, the door swings open and your mom rushes out, immediately yelling for your dad to help you with your bag as she fusses over you, brushing the snow off your jacket.

“Hey mom,” You press a kiss on her cheek as a greeting. “Don’t worry, I can carry my bag up.”

“Oh sweetie, it’s so good to see you again.” Your mom pushes you into the house and envelops you in a hug. “You don’t come up here often enough, and we’ve missed you.”

Feeling a bit guilty, you hug her back. “I know mom. I’m sorry.”

Greeting the rest of your family in a maelstrom of voices and noises—you keep forgetting how loud Beth is—and little Emma definitely inherited her volume control from her mom. You gingerly close the door of your childhood bedroom behind you, setting down your bag next to your bed and plopping yourself down on it. Sitting back up and unzipping your bag, you quickly dig around for your toiletries, so you can freshen up.

You look for a clean shirt too, but the first one you pull out is the one you won’t wear in front of your family. Bradley’s Navy shirt. You are not ready for that conversation. And all the questions. It’s not that you’re hiding your relationship, but you want a bit more time to yourself with him without so many external pressures. You have plenty of those just coming from his job.

The shirt still smells like him, even though he washed it at your house using your detergent. You asked him if you could keep it to sleep in before he left, so you could feel like he was at least a little bit with you over the holidays. Bradley being Bradley teased you that you could have it on one condition: he wanted pictures of you wearing the shirt. “And nothing else” he had added, whispering in your ear devilishly.

Burying your face in the fabric, your cheeks are burning. You still have to make good on that. God. The fact you’re even considering it…

You lay on your back for a little bit, staring at the ceiling, still clutching Bradley’s shirt to your chest. The glow-in-the-dark stars on your walls and ceiling have largely peeled off over the years. You used to love those so much—scratch that, you still love them, but you can’t remember if they still even work.

Did Bradley have glow-in-the-dark stars in his room growing up? What did his childhood room like? Once again you find yourself curious about him, his life, and his past. He usually parries most questions about his past skillfully and changes the topic, but it leaves you feeling hollow.

Like he is strictly curating what you are allowed to know and see, never completely revealing himself to you.

Downstairs, you hear a new voice. That’s definitely Matthew. God, why is everyone so loud in this family? You make your escape to the bathroom you shared with Beth—well, Beth and her family now, you suppose. Regain your strength, and then you’ll go downstairs and face the music.

The first thing out of your brother’s mouth when after you greet him makes you regret coming downstairs.

“So you’re still flying solo?” He looks over your shoulder obnoxiously as if to see someone behind you. What a little shithead.

“Did you graduate yet?” You quip back, giving him a playful shove.

Matthew shoves you back a little less playfully, brows furrowed. College hadn’t been much of a success for him so far, but Matthew refused to give up. It’s generally a sore spot you happily exploit in retaliation for him kicking you in the emotional shin.

“Darcy, stop messing with your brother, and come help me.” Your mom admonishes you as she walks past, carrying plates and cutlery. You don’t even bother rolling your eyes and follow her instead. You know Matthew is laughing at you behind your back. Some things never change.

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“Darlin’, you have to get up soon.” Bradley’s lips caress the shell of your ear. His chest is pressed up against your back and one hand is resting comfortably on the bare skin of your waist.

“I still have time.” You murmur back, somewhere between dreaming and waking, lids still heavy. Bradley is so warm, he’s like your own personal ray of sunshine, cuddling up to you on a chilly morning. “Let’s stay a bit longer, please?”

“You know I want to darlin’, but you really have to get up.”

Why is he so insistent this morning? You press your body into him, pushing your ass back into his groin. There are always ways to stretch out mornings in bed a bit more. Eyes still closed, you tilt your face up to Bradley’s lazily. His hot breath brushes against your cheek.

“Darlin’…” He croons, just the way you like it—sending shivers down your spine of anticipation. The way this man can turn you on by just speaking is like black magic.

“Please…Bradley,” You moan softly. Usually, that works. Covering the hand on your waist with your own, you slowly guide it up. Behind you, Bradley sucks in a breath between his teeth. Oh yeah, he’s into this.

“Darcy.” Suddenly sounding urgent. You shush him gently as the calloused pad of his hand brushes against your rib cage.

“Darcy!” His voice pitches a lot higher and a lot louder. You frown. Jesus, the house better be on fire.

“DARCY!” Why does Bradley suddenly sound like Beth?

The door to your bedroom blasts open, knocking into the wall with an almighty bang. Scared shitless, you shoot up in your bed, just in time to see Beth come barreling through yelling your name.

You barely have caught your breath as you grind out: “What the fuck Beth?”

“I need you to drive me—you rented that big four-wheel drive, and it snowed last night, so we can’t take the van -” She is rattling at top speed, and your sleep-addled brain barely catches half of it. Suddenly, she stops.

“What are you wearing?” Her voice is a little too sharp with curiosity. You look at Beth like she’s completely lost it. She just points at you, eyebrows raised. “Where did you get that?” It’s only when you glance down, you realize she’s talking about your shirt. Bradley’s Navy shirt. Oh, shit.

“What do you want?” You deflect, rubbing your eyes. “What time is it even?”

“I need you to drive me to the store to get formula.” Beth cuts back easily. “But before that, tell me about the shirt.” She wiggles her eyebrows at you.

“What of it? I was on assignment at a Naval base, got it from there.” You wave her away dismissively.

“No, you didn’t.” Arms crossed, Beth stands over you as you are still sitting in your bed. “I know you, you would never just buy that shirt.”

You stare at her incredulously.

“So, who gave it to you?” Beth’s eyes are shining as she plops down on your bed gracelessly, rattling off one question after another. “Is he handsome? Do you have pictures? How long are you together?”

Have mercy, dealing with an overzealous Beth before coffee is akin to torture.

“Beth, please shut up.” You complain exasperatedly.

“You’re not denying it!” She laughs. “What’s his name? What does he do exactly? Did he also give you his dog tags? That’s so romantic, like in the movies. I swear to god I will keep going until you answer me. When do we get to meet him? Why didn’t you invite him for Christmas? Or is he coming for New Years’?”

Hands pressed to your face, hoping to block Beth out, you let yourself fall back on your pillow. This morning started so nicely. Rather than answering your sister, who is still firing off questions at the speed of a submachine gun, you just use your leg to forcefully kick her off the bed. The rapid-fire interrogation ends with a satisfying thud.

“That hurt, you whore!” Beth’s indignant voice rings out from the floor.

“Serves you right, stupid bitch.”

No, you are definitely not ready for this.

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It’s when you are aimlessly walking behind your sister in the supermarket, resting your elbows on the cart you are pushing, your phone suddenly buzzes. In your gut, you know it’s him. You almost always do.

“i have time for a call in the pm your time. will that work for you?”

Your heart skips a beat. It’s been almost a week since Bradley had time to call. You write to each other every day, but his pre-Christmas days are packed. The last time you had him on a video call, Bradley looked exhausted. Even through the blurry image, you could see the dark circles under his eyes. Tentatively, you asked if he’d been sleeping okay. Bradley smoothly answered that he just missed holding you at night and the sea has been choppy. You only half believe him.

“Yes <3 Just give me a 10 mins heads up.”

Just enough time to make an excuse and slip out of the house.

“sure thing sweetheart. can’t wait”

Staring at your phone with a smile, you can’t help but feel excited to talk to Bradley again. You think you’ve been dealing with the whole long-distance thing pretty well, but there are moments like this when it suddenly hits you.

You really miss him.

Bradley’s message comes just as you’re done clearing the table after dinner. Casually announcing you’re going on an evening walk, you slip away from the kitchen. Wrapped up in your winter gear, AirPods in, you leg it out of the house. Once you are a safe distance away, you let Bradley know you are ready. It’s a mere two seconds later, and your phone rings: he must have been waiting.

Bradley’s image blinks onto your phone screen, still in his flight suit, hair mussed up. Your heart clenches for a moment as you can tell he still looks exhausted. “I miss you.” The words tumble over your lips before you realize. What a way to start a conversation.

“I miss you too, darlin’.” Bradley laughs, making you laugh too. You like how his face lights up as he laughs, the crinkles around his eyes and how his fatigue seems to leave at least for a moment.

“Are you outside?” He asks, taking in your wintery get-up. It’s cute, the two braids peeking out from under your beanie, cheeks flushed, and breath visible in the cold. It’s lightly snowing, with small flakes landing on your hair and lashes.

“Well, I wanted a little bit of privacy.” You grin. “And it’s the prettiest time of year here.”

Holding up your phone, you show the snowy road behind you, warm lights twinkling behind the windows of houses.

“If the weather is good I might drive up the mountain tomorrow, and I’ll send you some pictures, the view from there is spectacular from there.” You smile excitedly. “You can see for miles over the snowy peaks when the sky is clear. It’s nice in summer too, but in winter it’s the most breathtaking…” You trail off. “Sorry, I’m rambling. You need to tell me how you are doing, babe.”

“I could listen to you talk about mountains all day, sweetheart.” As far as Bradley is concerned, you talking about things you love in one of his favorite things. He appreciates your genuine and unfettered excitement. It’s refreshing. And in his heart of hearts, he hopes that when you think or speak of him it’s with the same warmth and affection you have when talking about books he’s never read, or a new song he sent you, or hell, even mountains. “It beats being stuck on sea.”

“Long days still?”

“Endless, darlin’, endless.” He sighs dramatically. You chuckle. “Just a few more weeks, and I’ll be back home with you.”

Your cheeks sting from cold and heat mixing together. Back home with you.

“I’ll be waiting.”

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kpopjust4u · 2 years

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24 days of Advent, 24 days of Kinkmas

Posted: 1st - 24th December

Genre: Smut (Minors DNI) - Under the Cut

Warnings included with each scenario.

> WEEK 1:

🎄Day 1 - Stray Kids Felix x Reader

Cum play: Who doesn’t love a little treat on their first day of advent. You certainly do when Felix treats you early.

🎄Day 2 - ATEEZ: Wooyoung x Reader

Bondage: When decorating the house with Christmas lights turns into you tying Wooyoung up with the spare set.

🎄Day 3 - NCT: Jaehyun x Reader x NCT: Mark

Threesome: Tensions are high when you “forget” your presents for each of them, giving them something they could never forget instead.

🎄Day 4 - GOT7: Mark x Reader

Brat Taming: It’s the season to behave...or not. It didn’t take a lot for Mark to switch when you tested his patience over Christmas party planning.

> WEEK 2:

🎄Day 5 - Monsta X: Minhyuk x Reader

Toys: Is it Christmas day already? Minhyuk suprises you with a little present that has your legs shaking uncontrollably.

🎄Day 6 - Day6: Young K x Reader

Edging: When drinking hot chocolate whilst watching Christmas movies turns into something else that would make Santa blush.

🎄Day 7 - EXO: Sehun x Reader

Oral Fixation: Sehun gets a little wound up when you wouldn’t kiss him under the mistletoe, putting that pretty mouth of yours to good use.

🎄Day 8 - Seventeen: Mingyu x Reader

Creampie: Christmas pudding wasn’t the only thing that you were getting filled with this Christmas.

🎄Day 9 - Pentagon: Kino x Reader

Mirror Sex: You admire yourself so much in your reflections through the town’s windows, Kino turns this into something for both of your pleasures.

🎄Day 10 - Block B: Zico x Reader

Dry Humping: When getting bored at the Christmas party, you and Zico find something else to perk yourselves up.

🎄Day 11 - Vixx: N x Reader

Master/Sir: After a hard working month at work, your boss suprises you with something a little extra special, a bit more than a Christmas bonus.

> WEEK 3:

🎄Day 12 - SF9: Zuho x Reader x Hwiyoung

Cuckholding: When his date doesn’t go to plan, Hwiyoung gets something extra special to spend his Christmas holiday with you and Zuho.

🎄Day 13 - 2PM: Nichkhun x Reader

Marking: When you have a secret santa off a secret admirier, Nickhun can’t help but get jealous and makes sure that whoever it was, knew you were already taken.

🎄Day 14 - SuperM: Ten x Reader

Lingerie: Too cheer him up after a hard time over the holidays, you try on something a little special for him.

🎄Day 15 - SHINee: Taemin x Reader

Face Fucking - What does that mouth do other than sing those pretty little carols? Taemin bursts with the need to find out.

🎄Day 16 - U-Kiss: Kevin x Reader

Wall Sex: Oh how pretty you look pressed up against the wall in your Mrs Claus outfit as Kevin is anything but nice.

🎄Day 17 - KNK: Youjin x Reader

Fingering: Naughty or Nice? Youjin makes that decision of you for himself, as his fingers do all the magic.

🎄Day 18 - BTOB: Hyunsik x Reader

Videotape: What’s Christmas without having a little keepsake of such a good time? This is the Christmas you’ll never get the chance to forget.

> WEEK 4:

🎄Day 19 - TXT: Yeonjun x Reader

Exhibitionism: What’s a night out with friends to watch the lights without your boyfriend being desperate to have them shine over you whilst he’s fullfilling his needs?

🎄Day 20 - ASTRO: Rocky x Reader

Vanilla Sex: 1st Christmas together, how else to celebrate that giving each other a little something to celebrate the holidays?

🎄Day 21 - Wonho x Reader

Thigh riding: Oh how you looked so god in your Christmas party dress, making Wonho slowly lose his mind as you use his thigh to not ruin such a pretty outfit.

🎄Day 22 - DPR ian x Reader

Corruption: Of course, he couldn’t help himself from tainting you with his deepest and darkest desires when it’s a season to be good.

🎄Day 23 - Eric Nam x Reader

Praise: A long day of shopping turns into something more entertaning to keep your spirits up, and of course, you behave so well

🎄Day 24 - Woosung x Reader

Degradation: Claiming to have been so good all year to the Santa at your mall, Woosung makes it evident that it’s all a facade.

Tags: @ateezreactionsandscenarios, @trashlord-007, @fanfictrashlord-007

#kinkmas #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop kinkmas #kpop scenarios #kpop hard hours #24 days of kinkmas #kinkmas 2022

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mashihope · 1 year

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《 About me 》

• Basic info You can call me Luna (or Yoshi, whatever you prefer); I'm 22, INFP-T, pisces and spanish. I go by she/her, but I don't really mind if you accidentally use something else. One of my self-given nicknames is Ghost, because I usually disappear quite a lot (keep that in mind if you don't see any updates after a while!). I'm shy; (to mention a few things) I have social anxiety and low self-esteem issues, I may have ADHD and autism, I overthink a lot (these are my excuses for my non-existent socializing skills + lack of interaction + questionable things I say about myself, I'm so sorry!)

Listen to my favorite song! ♡

(This mini moodboard is made by me; I don’t own any of the pics.)

What does Luna like?

Listen to music (pop, kpop, rock...)

Draw

Read / Manga / Webtoon

Write

Sleep

Plushies / Dolls

Daydream

Anime / Kdrama

Cosplay

Videogames

Rain

White chocolate

Fantasy / Mythology

Stars / Galaxy themes / Moon related stuff

Animals / Bunnies (my favorite animal!)

Blue (my favorite color!)

Autumn (my favorite season!)

Cherry Blossom (my favorite flower/tree!)

Sanrio

Animal Crossing, The Sims, Stardew Valley

Cookie Run

Monster High / Ever After High

Harry Potter* (Ravenclaw) / Percy Jackson (Cabin 6) * I don't support the author in any way.

What does Luna dislike?

Bugs

Thunderstorms

Darkness

Loud noises

Crowded places

Being alone

Bullying

Lies

People

P*rn bots

Violence

Nightmares

Myself

Kpop • Groups/soloists I stan:

A.C.E (Donghun) ◦ Ateez (Yunho) ◦ &TEAM ◦ BTS (Suga, J-hope) ◦ CIX (Seunghun, Hyunsuk) ◦ Cravity (Wonjin, Seongmin) ◦ DKB (OT8) ◦ Dreamcatcher (OT7) ◦ E'Last ◦ Enhypen (Sunoo) ◦ (G)I-dle (Yuqi) ◦ Ghost9 ◦ Golden Child ◦ Kingdom (Mujin) ◦ Mamamoo (Moonbyul) ◦ Monsta X (Kihyun, Hyungwon) ◦ NINE.i (OT9) ◦ ONEUS (Keonhee) ◦ ONF (MK) ◦ ONEWE (Dongmyeong) ◦ P1Harmony (Theo) ◦ Park Jihoon ◦ Pentagon ◦ Pixy ◦ Purple Kiss (Yuki) ◦ Seventeen (OT13) ◦ Stray Kids ◦ The Boyz (Sunwoo, New, Q, Hyunjae) ◦ Tomorrow by Together (Beomgyu) ◦ Treasure (Junkyu) ◦ WEi ◦ Woodz ◦ Xodiac (Beomsoo, Wain) ◦ Xdinary Heroes (Gaon) ◦ ZEROBASEONE (Matthew, Taerae) 《 Ult group/bias 》

• Other groups/soloists I support:

BAE173 ◦ EVNNE ◦ H1-KEY (Hwiseo) ◦ ONE PACT ◦ SF9 ◦ Tempest (Hanbin) ◦ TIOT ◦ VANNER (Hyesung) ◦ Verivery (Hoyoung) ◦ Xikers ◦ 8TURN 《 Some groups (that I currently have some kind of attachment to) may not appear due to less interest (compared to the ones shown here) 》

Anime • I've watched:

͏͏Angels of Death ◦ Ascendance of a Bookworm ◦ ͏͏ Assassination Classroom ◦ Bungō Stray Dogs ◦ Cells at Work! ◦ ͏͏Danganronpa ◦ Death Note ◦ Demon Slayer ◦ Haikyū!! ◦ ͏͏Jibaku Shōnen Hanako-kun ◦ Jujutsu Kaisen ◦ ͏͏Little Witch Academia ◦ Mirai Nikki ◦ My Hero Academia ◦ Sailor Moon ◦ Shadows House ◦ The Promised Neverland ◦ ͏͏Tokyo Ghoul ◦ Yuri!!! on Ice ◦ Zombie Land Saga 《 Fav 》

Kdrama (and movies) • I've watched:

͏͏The Mysterious Class ◦ True Beauty ◦ My ID is Gangnam Beauty ◦ Hotel del Luna ◦ Phantom School ◦ Witch's Love ◦ The Labyrinth ◦ The Sound of Magic ◦ Weak Hero Class ◦ Sell your haunted house ◦ Imitation ◦ Vincenzo ◦ Delivery Man ◦ Zombie Detective ◦ The witch store ◦ The Witch store reopens ◦ Mimicus ◦ User not found ◦ Nightmare Teacher ◦ Ms Ma, Nemesis ◦ Extraordinary Attorney Woo ◦ Itaewon Class ◦ Night has Come ◦ Twinkling Watermelon ◦ At a Distance, Spring is Green ◦ Begins ≠ Youth ◦ Pyramid Game ◦ Snowdrop

@strawberry-chuuice ⬅ click the name to go back to my side blog. @cookierunwitch ⬅ click the name to go to my Cookie Run blog. @thatweirdwitch ⬅ click the name to go to my Monster High blog.

Things will be added if needed. Created on 18/05/2022 - 15:45 ; Edited on 29/05/2024 16:49

#Spotify #about me #kpop #anime #kdrama #kpop multistan

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proverbsofv · 1 year

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Sturmfrei - Carat's Cloud Secret Santa Special

sturmfrei (german, adj.) - the freedom of not being watched by a parent or superior; being alone at a place and having the ability to do what you want

pairing: seokjin x gn!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

content warning: y/n being a nervous wreck in the beginning

word count: 891

playlist:

home alone - day6 (even of day) strawberries & cigarettes - troye sivan dancing queen - abba shine - pentagon love in my pocket - rich brian

a/n: hi sammie (@wonwooslibrary)! i’m happy to announce that i am your secret santa this year. hope you like the gift and thanks for being such a great friend!

Needless to say, you were excited to spend Christmas together with Seokjin and his family for the first time. However, as the days went by and the holiday drew closer, you became more and more anxious. Sure, you knew that Seokjin's relatives are lovely people, given that they managed to raise a man as fine as your beloved, but you couldn't help having some concerns.

"What if they don't like me? What if they don't like my cooking? Or worse… what if they think I'm not good enough for him?" you kept repeating to yourself, pacing around the living room frantically.

At that point, you still hadn't noticed Seokjin staring at you from across the room, having returned from running some errands.

"What in the world are you talking about?" he chuckled as he started walking up to you. Hearing his voice all of a sudden made you jump.

"They already love you! Probably even more than me." he said as he started to pout teasingly.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to tell you that everything is going to be alright… aaaand that you're overreacting."

Seokjin then pulled you into his embrace and neither of you wanted to let go.

A week has passed since then and it is now was now the first day of Christmas. Which also happens to be the day when the two of you are supposed to drive down to Seokjin's home town. After what your boyfriend said to you that night in the living room, you felt way more confident and prepared whenever Seokjin made an effort to ask you about how you were doing. He was skeptical at first, but deep down knew that if something were to make you uncomfortable, you'd tell him.

You finally have arrived at the doorstep of your partner's childhood home. You were about to ring the doorbell when Seokjin grabbed your hand to stop you and said:

"I know you're not as worried as you were that night, but I still wanted to tell you this one thing. Everyone is going to love you just as much as I do. I promise".

You wanted to retort his words, but all you did was nod silently. Finally, you rang the doorbell and before you was Seokjin's mother, who squeezed you in a hug so tight as if she hadn't seen you in ages, completely disregarding the casserole that was about to fall out of your hands. Everything was going to be alright.

When you went into the house you were completely starstruck. The decorations looked like that from a home straight out of a Hallmark movie. You could hear pots clattering from the kitchen and children laughing from the living room, eager to open their presents. Your boyfriend chuckled, "Not so bad now, is it?".

"Not sure. Currently calculating the probability of your aunties interrogating us about getting married and having kids", you replied. Hearing your statement, Seokjin couldn't help but playfully hit you with his elbow and snorted quietly.

During the dinner, everything went smoothly. Seokjin's nieces and nephews didn't want to stop playing with you and you were praised for your cooking. You managed to wiggle out of the aunties' ever-so-slightly uncomfortable questions with your boyfriend's help. You then realised you really were worrying about nothing and allowed yourself to relax. Though you can't deny that it was still exhausting. After all, being smothered with so much love and affection can turn out to be a bit too much.

It was already really late in the night. You and Seokjin stayed behind while his family went out to take part in the Mass.

You went to bed expecting to fall asleep right then and there, but your loving boyfriend had other plans. Suddenly, a bright light shone in your eyes. You hissed in response. "What are you doing, love?" All you got for an answer was a pillow in the face. Seokjin went up to the old stereo in the corner of the room and started blasting the loudest music known to man. You stared at him in disbelief.

"C'MON, DON'T BE SUCH A PARTY POOPER" he smirked, shouting over the music.

"Oh it's on, pretty boy. It. Is. On." your eyes filled with determination.

You somehow woke up at 3am, spooning with Seokjin. You don't remember going to sleep, let alone cuddling with your boyfriend. All you can remember was the very intense pillow fight, maybe even a pillow war. You smiled. You felt like a kid again. No one was watching you. All your worries melted away at that moment. The one to thank for all that was right there in your arms.

It was already the next day. As you were about to finish bidding your goodbyes, Seokjin's mum came up to you and whispered in your ear.

"Next year I'm expecting to see a new pillow set under the tree. I don't think I've ever seen so much pillow filling lying around like that in my life." she snickered.

"You got it." you winked and hugged her goodbye. You and Seokjin got into the car and set off on a journey back to your shared home.

"We should do stuff like this more often."

"Anything for you, my love" he smiled, kissing your knuckles, eyes still on the road.

#fluff #bts fluff #seokjin fluff #seokjin x reader #gn reader #gn!reader #jin #bts jin #jin fluff #jin x reader #secret santa #vick and friends #oneshot #carat's cloud #event #writing #carats cloud secret santa

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thatdamnmutt-exe · 1 year

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Fandoms I Write For <3

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Kpop:

Groups <3

BTS

Monsta X (OT7)

NCT (All Units & OT23)

Stray Kids (OT8)

Ateez

Twice

Mamamoo

WJSN

Dreamcatcher

(G)i-die

CLC

Loona

Big Bang

Astro

TXT

Lovelyz

Vixx

Got7

BlackPink

The Rose

Seventeen

EXO

SHINee

Brown Eyed Girls

Fromis_9

SF9

Super Junior

GFriend

Oneus

Onewe

Winner

Momoland

Everglow

ITZY

Red Velvet

Pentagon

KARD

KNK

A.C.E.

iKon

Day6

The Boyz

Soloists <3

Løren

Wonho

Chungha

BiBi

Sunmi

Bloo

Hyuna

Taemin

DPR Ian

DPR Live

Mokyo

Ash Island

Penomeco

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TV Shows / Movies:

The Walking Dead / Fear The Walking Dead

True Blood

The Vampire Diaries / The Originals

Interview With A Vampire

Shameless

The Last Of Us

Arcane

The Boy

Teen Wolf

Hazbin Hotel / Helluva Boss

Euphoria

Daredevil (The Show)

Dark Shadows

The Loki Series

You

Grimm

Criminal Minds

Twilight

Shadow Hunters

Miraculous Ladybug

Lucifer

The Umbrella Academy

American Horror Story

Stranger Things

What We Do In The Shadows

Good Girls

Bojack Horseman

Spiderverse

Lackadaisy

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K-Dramas:

Alice In Borderland

Sweet Home

All of Us Are Dead

My Love From Another Star

Squid Games

Love Alarm

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Animes:

Buddy Daddies

Cyberpunk: Edgerunners

Devils’ Line

Black Butler

Tokyo Ghoul / Tokyo Ghoul : Re

Sk8 The Infinity

Tokyo Revengers

Demon Slayer

Bungou Stray Dogs

Kakegurui

Fullmetal Alchemist

Jujutsu Kaisen

Hunter x Hunter

Haikyuu

Beastars

My Hero Academia

Attack on Titan

Ouran Highschool Host Club

Deathnote

Blue Exorcist

Naruto

Noragami

Assassination Classroom

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Video Games:

Ghost of Tsushima

The Witcher

Fallout 3/4

Cyberpunk 2077

InFamous Series

Resident Evil

Mystic Messenger

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Call of Duty (Black Ops 1-3, Modern Warfare, Ghost)

The Elderscrolls: Skyrim

Red Dead Redemption

Grand Theft Auto 5

Mass Effect: Andromeda

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koschei-the-ginger · 1 year

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my conscience simply can't leave a list unfinished so I had to watch all of Cary Elwes' tv appearances as well... Turns out I've already seen much more than the John Paul II movie I had originally known him from.

Seinfield (1996) - Have I ever watched Seinfeld? No. Have I ever seen this episode? Yes. How is that possible? I don't know.

The Pentagon Wars (1998) - not something I'd normally enjoy but it wasn't bad (?

From Earth to the Moon (1998) - don't care, sorry

The Outer Limits (1999) - I recognized the fiancee and the alien immediately so 1) I must have seen this when I was a kid 2) I never recognized him bc I'd have remembered that. This show looks so good I need to watch more

Race against time (2000) - another "I'm sure this was on tv in like 2005 when I was down with the flu" movie

Night Visions (2001) - I don't remember his episode but I definitely have seen A View through the Window before 😭 just like the outer limits I want to watch the whole thing tbh. And that transphobe had it coming??

The Uprising (2001) - another show I've watched before but I was probably too distracted by David Schwimmer to recognize anyone else. The fake Polish accents were a surprise, god, just why? They all spoke English anyway. Also, did they cast him bc he also has a Jewish great-grandmother?

The X-Files (2001) - I jumped from season 2 to season 9 for this post and... he's really good at playing characters you'll just hate immediately. Saved this for the last and watched it on Christmas eve.

The Riverman (2004) - ok so I watched this one in Italian bc it was on youtube and again, why do I feel like I've come across this movie before? The plot boils down to "Ted Bundy wants attention 😟" so it's terrible also the wig he wears at some point is so hilariously bad

Pope John Paul II (2005) - this movie is on tv literally every Holy Saturday, I just wish I could find it in English bc I'm sure their polish is ridiculous. Also maybe don't have a 43-year-old play a character between ages 18 and 58 🥴

Haskett's Chance (2006) - i didn't find this one

Law & Order: SVU (2007) - genuinely surprised he didn't end up being the murderer for once.

Psych (2009-2014) - I had my doubts but this was amazing, Pierre is such a legend

Leverage (2012) - the premise of this show sounds so good on paper but something about the execution just doesn't work

Perception (2012) - don't know what much to say about this one, another late afternoon crime show my sister would be obsessed with

Anna Nicole (2013) - surprisingly decent

Granite flats (2014) - I don't really care about the plot so I only watched 2 episodes

The Art of More (2015) - this show is sooo boring

Life in Pieces (2016) - it wasn't funny enough for a sitcom but he was doing his best

Workaholics (2017) - I take it back, I at least chuckled at Life in Pieces, this one was simply not funny at all

Youth & Consequence (2018) - I'm too old to care about Instagram drama

Andre the Giant (2018) - so I know nothing about wrestling but Andre's life was so fascinating and tragic 😞

Stranger Things (2019) - I will watch anything but stranger things, sorry

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel (2019) - Jane Lynch was shining, you'd barely notice he was there

Katy Keene (2020) - this pic is terrifying but I'm not going back to take a new one, also I'm ok with not knowing anything about Riverdale

#my own #cary elwes marathon #i spent my christmas eve watching the x files.... it was nice

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agentthirsty · 2 years

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Thanks for tagging me @avanskennedy!! 💜

Nicknames: Zackk is my nickname but Z or Zinnia work as well

Height: 5’6"

Time: Night

Star Sign: Taurus

Favorite Band(s): KARD, TWICE, Dreamcatcher, Pentagon, ASTRO, SF9, Mamamoo, Blackpink, Evanescence, Paramore, Panic! at the Disco, PVRIS, Fall Out Boy, ABBA

Favorite Solo Artist(s): Sunmi, Chungha, Wonho, Doja Cat, Rina Sawayama, Lil Nas X, Dua Lipa, AleXa, Taemin

Favorite Foods: PIZZA, spaghetti, lasagna, ziti (basically anything with cheese and marinara sauce), chicken nuggets, salads, tacos, subs, bread rolls, anything sweet my sweet tooth is a bitch

Favorite Color: 💜PURPLE💜

Last Thing I Googled: the name of a character on The Boys

Last Show I Watched: The Boys

Last Movie I Watched: Sonic 2

Lucky Number: your dad's cell

When did I create this blog: 2015 (i think) but my original was 2010

Any other blogs: Just a sideblog where my bestie and I share things

Do I get asks: NOPE, not even hateful anons 😢😢

Why I chose my URL: agent- because of AOS back in the day and -thirsty because I'm a thirsty bitch for hot people and liquids

Blogs who follow you: Roughly 60% spam bots, 36% abandoned accounts, 4% real life home grown lgbtq+ lil homies that are still here like me

Dream Trip: Any of the Pokemon Centers in Japan

Instruments: Nope. Recorder in elementary but it stopped there. Would love to learn the piano though

Average Hours of Sleep: 4-6 hours

How many blankets do you sleep with: One but sometimes two in the winter if I'm feeling a little risqué

Real life home grown lgbtq+ lil homies that I'm tagging: @bunnyb34r, @pajamboree, @balach-cadalach, @revire, @beansinspring, @chrisevansbuddy, @sacredstem, @concerned-about-crows, @darktiolee

#zackkology #about me #tag game #i haven't done one of these in a while #i love talking about myself asdfsa

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leopoldainter · 25 days

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tinystarstay · 1 year

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“so, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for i, too, am fluent on silence.”

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infj-t | saggitarius [sun], capricorn [moon] and capricorn [rising] | a gryffindor!! hopless romantic hidden under an anti-romantic | night owl vibes!! favorite trope: enemies to lovers is a visual arts major hoping to be an illustration major with a minor in computer science

˚ · .˚ · . ˚ · . 🩵🧸☁️ likes: collecting things, gothic literature, reading, writing, drawing, ink, pens, notebooks, sketchbooks, kpop, coffee [iced and hot], tea [iced and hot], books, cafes, disney movies, gore, horror [movies, literature, etc.], enemies to loves [my beloved, yes it has to be mentioned twice], dsmp, twitch, vtubers, most music, frogs, bears, raccoons, mice, horses, silver, jewlery, summer, kdramas [trying to get into more], true crime, soulmates, college aus, anime, oversized hoodies, comfy clothes, strawberries, sweets, blueberries, watermelons, chocolate, morally grey characters, [my beloveds <3], villains [marry me please~], bats, snakes, spiders

˚ · .˚ · .��🧸☁️ dislikes: the cold, sitting still, sleeping early [hate the process of falling asleep], napping, not being productive, waking up early [i am not a morning person-]

˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ music i listen to:

kpop: bts, stray kids, ateez, enhypen, nct, txt, seventeen, e'last, onlyoneof, the rose, golden child, big bang, monsta x, got7, block b, pentagon, e'dawn, wonho, dpr ian [still don't know if he's kpop-], p1harmony, xdinary heroes, victon, exo, many many more... jrock: unite, aicle, the gazette, pentagon, mejibray, lycaon//initial l, codomo dragon, born, razor broadway: hamilton, six, heathers, dear evan hansen, wicked, in the heights, sweeny todd, hadestown, beetlejuice other: glass animals, lovejoy, black veil brides, pierce the veil, sleeping with sirens, imagine, dragons, korn, nine inch nails, mother mother, maneskin, sub urban, glaive, vocaloid i listen to wayyyy too much music, i swear this isn't all of it- saw wicked in: 2019 [hs sophmore], beetlejuice on: december 2019 [hs junior], stray kids on: 6.29.22, ateez on: 11.28.22, taylor swift on: 5.14.23

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ streamers//youtubers i like:

wilbur soot, tubbo, ranboolive, tommyinnit, karl jacobs, georgenotfound, dreamwastaken, most of the dsmp members, markiplier, jacksepticeye, mysta rias, vox akuma, ike eveland, most of the nijisanji vtubers, gura gawr, hakos baelz, most hololive//holostars vtubers

˚ · .˚ · . ˚ · . 🩵🧸☁️ games i like:

resident evil series, omori, twisted wonderland, obey me!, a3!, mystic messenger, uta no prince sama, the arcana, colorful stage, rhythm hive, bts world, dark wood, minecraft

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ books i like:

love & gelato, caraval series, 6 of crows, shadow & bone series, scythe series, red queen, night vale books [the podcast is so amazing], gallant, and so many more books...i have like a tub full of them-

˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ anime i like:

toilet bound hanako kun, spy x family, your lie in april, black butler, hunter x hunter, komi can't communicate, assassination classrrom, HAIKYU, blue period, the devil's a partimer, uta no prince sama, attack on titan, kamigami no asobi, deadman wonderland, many many more i can't remember off the top of my head...

˚ · .˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ stan list!! [it would make this wayyy too long if i put it all here-]

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shinwonsaysomething · 5 years

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Pentagon X Movie Night

Request: Hiii :3 I saw you made reactions so I was wondering if you could make one for me as well! Can I get a reaction/ scenario pentagon watching a movie with you (as a couple)? Thanks :3

A/N: Heey love! Thank you so much for your request. It turn out a bit different than I thought it would, but I hope you still enjoy it! Sorry if there are any grammar errors, English isn’t my first language! 🌱🌸

· Jinho

He really likes to take you on actual movie dates at the cinema. Going out to the movies makes watching movies with you more special. Small fight over who is going to pay this time. “It is my turn to pay this time”. “No way, you paid last time. I will pay this time”. He pays, but you pay the snacks. Holds your hand at a romantic scene or a scary scene. If there aren’t many people he would be more affectionate.

· Hwitaek (Hui)

Hwitaek is very funny to watch movies with. He talks to the characters and tells them what they are doing wrong. “Are you seriously not seeing he is a bad guy? He has a evil laugh for crying out loud”. Hwitaek’s commentary is usually funnier than the movie itself. Watching horror movies with Hwitaek is the most funny thing in the world “ARE YOU DUMB! There is a knife RIGHT there”. *Actor grabs the knife* “Thank you! See if you listen to me you will survive!”.

· Hongseok

A big Marvel fan so be prepared to rematch every Marvel movie ever made. He is also a big fan of thriller or action movies. He is hard to convince into watching another genre. “Please baby, It is a really good movie! I want to watch it with you”. “Okay fine, but you make the popcorn this time then”. He totally loves the movie you pick though.

· Hyojong (Edawn)

Hyojong is very absent while watching movies. He is watching you and the movie at the same time. So when you react to the movie, he doesn’t know what really happened. The question he will mostly ask while watching movies is “What just happened” or “Wait how is he again”. Not always though. Some movies really got him invested in them, but mostly he just like to watch you reacting to the movie.

· Shinwon

One thing that is more important than which movie you two are watching, is the which snacks to get. You two have a curtain type of food you eat while watching a movie. Romantic movie means chocolate and strawberries. Emotional movie means ice cream and a horror movie means popcorn. This boy takes watching movies with you and the foods that comes along with it VERY seriously.

· Changgu (Yeo One)

Friday night is movie night. You both can pick a movie you want to watch and you eat dinner on the couch. It is a tradition you two picked up when you started dating. Any genre will do, you two just enjoy each other’s company and cuddle while watching the movie. If any of you can’t make it for movie night you move it to Saturday morning.

· Yanan

Yanan likes to watch movies a lot. Watching Chinese movies are the most easy for him to watch. Korean or English subtitles in the cinemas are usually very hard to follow so that is why he rather watches the movie with you at home. That way he can put on Chinese lyrics (at least when you are watching a English movie). He is always hyped about the movies you like recommend. He is very quiet while watching movies, but very energetic and hyped about it afterwards.

· Yuto

This boy is the master of the cuddle movie dates. Watching movies with Yuto always includes hugging or at least physical contact. He may not look like it, but he is a real koala bear. It doesn’t matter what genre of movie you two watch as long it is not horror. Once you tricked him into watching a horror movie. He hide his face in your neck and just clings to you till the end of the movie. “It wasn’t that scary”.

· Hyunggu (Kino)

Hyunggu is very invested in the movie and really goes into character. So if it is an emotional movie he WILL cry. When you just started dating he was trying to hide it, but once he saw he saw you cry as well he will cry with you. Action movies will get Hyunggu very hyped and pumped. Horror movies start the living shit out of him. Watching a movie with Hyunggu is like having the main character sitting next to you.

· Wooseok

Movie nights with Wooseok just kind of happen. You look on Netflix if there is a film you both like to see. Usually you find a movie pretty quick and don’t really fight about with movie you want to watch. “O that is a good movie! I saw it once” he would say. “Don’t you mind watching it again”. “No it is fun, plus I really want to see your reaction”. Really relaxed and cuddly on the couch, you both end up falling asleep on the couch.

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majestyeverlasting · 3 years

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Always Back to You

Pairing: TFATWS!Bucky x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: After coming home a little roughed up, Bucky seeks forgiveness for not being candid about a mission in D.C. But all you truly care about is the fact that he's okay and made his way back to you. Contains: intimate moments, a sprinkle of angst, and implied nudity at the very end.

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: This is a little something I wrote because my brain went *squirrel* as I was working on requests. I hope you guys enjoy!

The weight of Bucky's hands settling on your hips made every thought that didn’t pertain to him fade away. Rather than acknowledging his touch, you remained still and studied his reflection in the bathroom mirror as he stood behind you. His cheeks carried a hint of rosiness from the coolness of the night, and there was a diagonal scratch on his forehead above his right eyebrow. It wasn't until his soft lips met the skin of your neck that your resolve crumbled. Perhaps it never truly stood a chance.

A slight rasp found its way into his voice as he whispered into your ear: I’m sorry, sweet girl. He kept repeating it and gripped you tighter. Until, finally, you turned around to face him, bringing your hands to his stomach to curl your fingers into the fabric of his black shirt. You were unsure of whether to push him away or pull him closer, but wanted to do both.

The sun had set in the hours prior, and it was your first time seeing him since that earlier morning. He’d stirred a couple hours before dawn, and you remained quiet as he shuffled around the bedroom. The only time he turned any lights on was upon entering the bathroom or the closet, hoping you wouldn't stir. It wasn’t until he left the room entirely that you crawled out of bed to follow him. He’d made it into the kitchen by the time you caught up. The floor was cool beneath your feet.

“Are you about to leave?” You asked, watching as he began searching the cabinets for something quick to eat. You knew he didn’t have the day off, but hadn’t been informed about his obligations.

“I—yeah, in a bit. I gotta be at the airport by six. There’s an intelligence briefing at the Pentagon that Sam and I were requested to attend.”

“So you’ll be in D.C. for the day?”

“Mhm.”

You moved to sit at the kitchen island, rubbing your eyes. “Did you just find out this morning? Do you even have everything you need…” You paused to look around, and noticed his duffle bag sitting on the couch in the living room. It was clearly packed, but you couldn’t recall him setting aside the time to pack it. He must’ve done it the previous night after you’d fallen asleep.

“Buck.”

“Hmm?”

“If you knew about this trip last night, you should've said something. I wouldn’t have made you stay up to watch that silly movie with me. We could’ve turned in early.”

“Sam texted me a few minutes after we pressed play. I knew you would've shut it off and made me go to bed if I'd brought it up. Wasn't gonna ruin our first movie night in forever.” You gave him a feigned look of disappointment, to which he returned with a tired smile. “Did I wake you up? I was trying to be as quiet as I could."

You shook your head. "You were quiet. I can sense when you leave the bed sometimes, and this happened to be one of them. But, either way, I don’t mind getting up in cases like this. You know that,” you told him with a smile. “So you’ll be heading back home after the briefing?”

“That's the plan,” he said, grabbing a box of meal bars and tossing one onto the counter for himself. Then he walked to where you were sitting and swiveled the stool so that you faced him. “And I know you say you don’t mind, but we’ve got this little one growing.” He tapped your rounded stomach with his index finger. You were four months along. “Every extra minute of sleep counts.” Then he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

Later that afternoon, you'd found yourself on the phone with Sam, heart rate slightly quickened, as he filled you in about an incident. What Bucky had left out that morning was the fact that they also had to disband an underground negotiation in Downtown D.C. And what awaited them upon their arrival at the bunker had been a group of armed and expecting men. All of them were detained in the end, but Bucky had taken quite a few hits because he was holding back to prevent anyone from being seriously injured.

You were staring out at the Brooklyn skyline as Sam spoke. One jittery hand holding the phone, the other rubbing circles over your stomach.

“He’s okay though, right?”

“Well, he’s currently trying to refuse a medical assessment so I’d say so.”

A hint of a smile came to your face. “Sounds like him," you murmured. "How about you, are you alright?”

“I’m better than I was when six dudes wanted to drop kick us to Pennsylvania Avenue. But, really though, I’m good,” he assured, a smile evident in his voice. “I’m gonna be staying in D.C. for the next few days, but Buck’s got a flight back to Brooklyn later on. He wanted me to make sure you knew that.”

“Alright." You released a long exhale. "Thanks for the call, Sam.”

“Anytime.”

With you now facing him, Bucky cupped your cheeks, grateful he was able to coax you into moving. “All of this played out different in my head," he murmured. "Only reason I didn't tell you is 'cause I didn't want you to be worried that early in the morning. I know how you feel about combat-based missions—especially now that you're pregnant."

Guilt was swimming within his cerulean eyes. So when you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, he froze in a brief moment of surprise. Upon pulling away, you began to lift his shirt to asses the aftermath of the fight on his body. He helped you take it the rest of the way off, wincing a couple times. When it fell to the floor, he released a heavy sigh.

The skin of his torso was warm as you brushed your fingertips over the few bruises. They were mainly on the front of his ribcage, and one was more so on his side rounding around to his back. Likely from the impact of a kick. You didn’t like the way their deep coloring stood out against his skin.

“Doll…” Bucky took your hands in his and kissed your knuckles. “Say something.”

You looked up to meet his eyes. “I’m glad you’re okay,” you started softly, studying his features, “but I'd much rather have known about the negotiation too. So at least I could've been somewhat prepared to receive a phone call about you getting hurt."

His shoulders dropped. "I know. Bad judgement call on my part."

"Hey, listen." This time, you cupped his cheeks, his stubble brushing against your palms in a gentle scratch. "Even if your next mission is to buy candy from a bodega, I'll still want to know beforehand. I'll always want to know. I care about where you are in the world.”

That caught him off guard, and he breathed out a chuckle. “Buy candy from a bodega,” he repeated, shaking his head.

You felt yourself beginning to smile. “I mean it.” You moved your hands to rest on his broad shoulders.

“I know you do.” After a few seconds of silence, he pressed his lips to yours, strong hands finding your waist. The way he kissed you was slow, sweet, and ever consuming. There was no helping the overwhelming mix of relief and love that filled your heart.

The two of you found yourselves in the shower not too long after, with warm streams of water meeting your skin. The air smelled like cedar and jasmine all at once. You watched as Bucky rinsed his body of the soap you had lathered onto it. He let his head tilt back as the tiny bubbles ran down his bruised torso and to his legs. When he met your gaze again, there were droplets of water falling from his eyelashes. You took a step forward to wrap your arms around his neck. Your chest and baby bump pressed into him, and it brought a small smile to his face. His whole world was standing right in front of him.

It was you who eventually spoke. "You wanna know something?" You asked, beginning to play with the wet hair at the nape of his neck.

He gave you a squeeze. "What?" Part of him was expecting you to tell him something that had happened during the day, or even about upcoming plans for the week. But you ended up telling him something that he had heard countless times before. And it still sent a spark of life throughout him.

"I love you a whole awful lot." Those words were punctuated with a peck to the dimple of his chin.

His voice was low and sure when he responded. "I love you too." It was a truth that resonated to the deepest part of his being. "More than I'll ever be able to explain."

And there, under the water with your body pressed against his, you were grateful that like numerous times before, he had made his way back to you.

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daybreakx · 2 years

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in love ⎥wooseok

➵ pentagon wooseok x gn reader, best friends to lovers, fluff.

➵ word count: 1.75k

➵ warnings: talks about marriage, weddings, etc. mentions of food and drinks (alcohol included), there’s only one bed cliché, this is unedited.

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It was wedding weekend and excitement filled the air all around.

You’d driven upstate with Wooseok and Yuto, all of you telling different stories about the soon-to-be-married couple, who’d been your friends for a few years now.

You were arguably the most excited about it. The chance to wear your best clothes, dance all night and of course, witness two people madly in love getting married got your heart beating happily.

There were the little things that always came up with weddings that tried so hard to kill the mood, particularly the bride and groom’s. But if you could help keeping them from a breakdown in any way, you would take the chance.

Which was how you ended up in the same hotel room as Wooseok.

One of the groom’s siblings had gotten a date a few days prior, and since he’d left the plus one square unchecked in his invitation, there wasn’t a room for them, so yours was given up.

It was fine, though. After being friends with Wooseok for so long, there had been other occasions in which you’d had to share many things.

“You don’t mind, do you?” you questioned, eyes settling on the one bed on the other side of the room. Both of you would fit perfectly, but not without touching each other at some point.

“Not at all,” he replied plopping down in one of the tiny orange sofas. “I’m sorry you had to give up your room though.”

“It’s alright,” you smiled at Wooseok, sitting on the edge of the bed. “It’s not a big deal. There will probably be much more trouble tomorrow at the actual wedding.”

Wooseok was being honest. At the moment it didn’t seem like to trouble him that you would eventually have to sleep on the same bed, you’d fallen asleep together while watching movies a thousand times before. How would this be any different?

“Hmkay,” you sighed, getting up. “We better start getting ready for the rehearsal dinner, can I take a shower first?”

“Sure, of course,” Wooseok got up too, stretching his arms up to the ceiling. “I’ll go to Yuto’s room.”

Leaving you alone to get ready, Wooseok decided to text his friend to find out where he was instead of walking around aimlessly. He joined Yuto, Hyunggu and Changgu downstairs at the bar, along with most of the groomsmen and a couple other guests.

“What are we talking about?” Wooseok asked as the men broke into laughter. He could tell most of them had a few drinks on them already and was reminded of all the problems you’d mentioned would come as the wedding approached.

“They’re talking about their dates, or the lack of them for that matter.” Kino explained, gulping the amber liquid on his glass down. “Euiwoong has seen some of the pretty bridesmaids.”

“You’re one of the only who came with a date,” Euiwoong patted Wooseok on the shoulder. “Which is great, there aren’t enough single guests for all of us.”

“y/n is not my date,” he chuckled lightly, not missing the way Yuto and Kino raised their eyebrows, unconvinced.

When both of you had gotten the invitation to the wedding, you’d been quick to RSVP without checking for plus ones. Wooseok knew you were going, and that was enough to know he’d be accompanied, even if it wasn’t a date.

Euiwoong shrugged. “It seems to everyone like they are. You’re even staying in the same room, and you tell me nothing is going on there?”

“It’s not like that.” Wooseok swallowed, the picture of the one bed in the room returning to his mind. “We’re just friends, we didn’t have anyone else to come with...”

Euiwoong repeated the gesture, a smirk on his lips. “Maybe you just gotta realize some stuff.”

Wooseok looked at Yuto and Changgu for help, while Kino ordered some drinks for them. But both of them shrugged, silently agreeing with the groomsman. It seemed like everyone knew, except for Wooseok and you.

Wooseok couldn’t stop thinking about it all through the rehearsal dinner. You had brought up both your lack of dates in the months before the wedding, mostly saying it was good you weren’t seeing anyone as you wouldn’t be able to take them to the event with you.

And he’d said… he’d said he didn’t care, that he was going with you and that would be more than enough to have fun. He’d even asked what color you were wearing so he could match something to your outfit.

Okay, maybe it didn’t seem at all like you two weren’t each other’s date.

But it wasn’t weird between you two. People often mistook you as each other’s significant other, and you’d laugh it off giving the typical “we’re best friends, we do everything together” speech.

Although lately, he did let you give the speech all alone. He found himself staring at you constantly, wiping his sweaty hands on his jeans right after you’d gave them a squeeze, feeling like he’d lost his footing every time you kissed his cheek.

Euiwoong was wrong. He didn’t need to realize anyhing, he already had.

“What are you thinking?” you tapped Wooseok’s shoulder as you two walked back to your room after dinner. “You seem distracted.”

“Nothing,” he shrugged, knowing well that answer didn’t work with you.

“I can ask someone to let me crash their floor,” you suggested. He’d seemed way thoughtful about sharing the bed and although it was coming across as really weird to you, you wouldn’t put it against him to feel uncomfortable.

“No!” he made you jump at the sudden raise in his voice, “You don’t have to do that.”

“Okay,” you nodded, “If you want to talk about whatever is bothering you, I will listen.”

“Thank you,” he smiled, sliding his card to open the door of the room and letting you get in first.

It was a very long night for Wooseok. He had barely slept, scared that even breathing too close to you might betray his thoughts. Should he tell you how he felt about you now? How his feelings had shifted without him even noticing?

Your fingers sank into his shoulder softly, attempting to wake him up without a jump scare. But Wooseok still jolted awake, apologizing immediately for making you jump as well.

“We’re going to be late,” you whispered carefully. You had no idea what had gotten into his mind to make him this nervous, and it was slightly hurtful that he refused to let you know. There weren’t any secrets between the two of you.

“Right,” he yawned, rubbing his eyes without care. “We should hurry up, then.”

The morning went by silently as both of you got ready on opposite sides of the room, glancing at each other using the mirrors in the room. Even the tiny breakfast you had ordered through room service hadn’t been enough to make you speak to each other.

“Come here,” you said, as Wooseok opened the door of the room, the ceremony was starting in half an hour and you decided to go down already to find your seats.

“What?”

“Your tie is sideways,” you explained, already extending your arms to fix it. Wooseok swallowed hard as your hands snaked around the collar of his shirt. “I’ve heard them too, you know?”

“Huh?” Wooseok frowned, searching for your eyes as you continued to re-do his tie.

“They’re saying we’re a couple, per usual. I didn’t think it would bother you that much.” you explained, patting his chest a couple times as you finished your task.

“It- it doesn’t bother—”

“It’s fine, Wooseok. If it’s awkward for you, we can just find someone else to hang out with tonight. Though I’m not sure how we’re going to go about the room.”

“Does it bother you?” he questioned, closing the door again and making you walk to the center of the room.

“It happens way too often for me to be annoyed by it,” you shrugged, looking at him. “Why?”

“Because it doesn’t bother me. At all. In fact, I love it every time someone says we’re a couple.” he had no idea of how he hadn’t even stuttered, but there it was, the beginning of a confesion.

“What?”

“Have you ever thought about us as that? More than friends.”

“I guess I have...” you murmured, catching your lower lip between your teeth. You had, time and time again. “I never thought you would like that, though.”

“Well I would. I’m in love with you, I have been for a while.” Wooseok hadn’t pictured letting his feelings out in the middle of a hotel room, but at least he’d done it. And he knew you well enough to be sure you didn’t mind where it happened, as long as it happened.

You grabbed his hand, a wide smile on your lips. “I’m in love with you too.”

“How is it everyone knew except the two of us?” you asked with a chuckle, your arms around Wooseok’s neck as you swayed around the dance floor, slightly off rhythm.

“I don’t want to ask them, they’ll make fun of us.” he grumbled, eyeing Kino and Changgu, who were sending finger hearts your way.

The shift between you two had been seamless, of course, it had only been a few hours since your mutual confession. But it was like you’d turned a switch in your friends’ eyes, they couldn’t stop commenting on how ‘it finally happened’ and playfully teasing you about it.

You kissed Wooseok’s cheek softly as the song ended, feeling his face warm up as your lips remained against it. “Are you blushing?”

“No,” he whispered, reaching for your hand. “Maybe a little bit.”

“Good.” you teased, squeezing his fingers. “Should we go upstairs already?”

“If you want to,” Wooseok nodded.

You commented on the wedding as you got out of your attire. Wooseok being the last one to get in the bathroom to change as you fixed the bed for both of you.

Wooseok was still nervous about sleeping next to you, how was he supposed to act? But as you snuggled up to him, your nose touching the crook of his neck. He knew he had nothing to worry about.

“Good night,” you muttered, your voice already filled with sleep.

“Good night, y/n.” Wooseok replied, feeling a sort of happiness he hadn’t felt before. He was in love with you, and he was lucky enough that you returned his feelings.

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lunarimagines · 4 years

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MOBILE MASTERLIST

I have received many requests to update my masterlist, so here it is! As of October 18, 2020...

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~ = TRIGGER WARNING

* = SEXUAL CONTENT

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Kpop

+ EXO

YOU’RE THE NEW GIRL WITH A ‘BAD GIRL’ IMAGE [VERSION 1] [VERSION 2]

THEY’RE IN THE MOOD, BUT YOU’RE ON YOUR PERIOD

THEIR GIRLFRIEND IS ANEMIC

PLAYING WITH THEIR GIRLFRIEND’S LONG HAIR

MAKING BREAKFAST WITH YOU

JONGIN REACTION TO HIS GIRLFRIEND ALWAYS ASKING PERMISSION BEFORE INITIATING SKIN SHIP

WHAT DATING JONGIN WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING SEHUN WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING TAO WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING LUHAN WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH KAI WOULD BE LIKE

LATE NIGHT LUHAN FLUFF BLURB

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH EXO (OT12)

WOLF!CHEN

*ONLY I CAN (KYUNGSOO SMUT)

*HOW YIXING WOULD BE IN BED

*SEX WITH BAEKHYUN

WHAT DATING BAEKHYUN WOULD BE LIKE

*WHAT SEX WITH KRIS WOULD BE LIKE

*I HAVE NO REASON TO BE JEALOUS (SEHUN SMUT)

*WHAT SEX WITH JONGIN WOULD BE LIKE

WHEN YOU CONFESS TO KAI

WHEN THE MANAGERS SUGGEST HE BREAK UP WITH YOU

*SEX WITH CHEN

*SEX WITH KYUNGSOO

*SEX WITH LUHAN

*SEX WITH SEHUN

WOLF!KAI

*SEX WITH CHANYEOL

*SEX WITH SUHO

DATING CHANYEOL

*SEX WITH TAO

*SEX WITH XIUMIN

DATING KYUNGSOO

BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH CHANYEOL

YOU HAVE BENIGN ESSENTIAL TREMOR

WOLF!BAEKHYUN

THEY FIND OUT THEY’RE DOING A ROMANTIC BALLAD WITH YOU (THEIR CRUSH)

FLUFFY XIUMIN ONE SHOT

~YOU’RE SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR WEIGHT

CUDDLING WITH SUHO AND ACCIDENTALLY WAKING HIM UP

~YOUR SELF HARM COPING NOTEBOOK

YOU’RE DATING IN SECRET AND HE KISSES YOU (UNKNOWINGLY) IN FRONT OF CAMERAS

JEALOUS!JONGIN

MARRIED LIFE WITH CHANYEOL

CUDDLING WITH KRIS AND SEHUN

*TOUCH IT [JONGDAE SMUT]

DATING KRIS [WU YIFAN]

HUSBAND!JONGIN

SECRETADMIRER!JONGIN

CUDDLING WITH EXO

THEIR GF HAD ADD

WHAT DATING JONGDAE WOULD BE LIKE

GROWING UP WITH JONGIN

YOUR CHILD CALLS HIM DAD

YOU THINK THEY ARE CHEATING

EXO REACTION TO SEEING YOU AGAIN AFTER YOU TWO BROKE UP

WHAT DATING TAO WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING SUHO WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING LAY WOULD BE LIKE

YOU FAINT IN HIS ARMS [CHANYEOL ANGST]

MARRIED LIFE WITH LUHAN

THE OVERLOOK [BAD!BOY CHANYEOL]

A-Z NSFW

[JONGDAE]

TEXTING

[JONGDAE]

+ BTS

YOU TELLING THEM ‘I LOVE YOU’

S/O TRIPPING OVER NOTHING

TYPE OF TUMBLR BLOG BTS WOULD HAVE

HEARING YOU SPEAK YOUR MOTHER LANGUAGE

LOSING SOMETHING OF THEIRS WHILE IN THE CAR

DANCING AND ACCIDENTALLY BREAKING THE T.V.

WATCHING A MOVIE WITH THE OTHER MEMBERS WHEN A SEXUAL SCENE COMES ON

WAKING YOU UP IN THE MORNING

~ FINDING SELF HARM SCARS ON YOUR BODY

MOVIE NIGHT WITH JUNGKOOK

WHAT DATING RM WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING JUNGKOOK WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING TAEHYUNG WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING YOONGI WOULD BE LIKE

BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH SUGA

* VISITING NAMJOON AT THE STUDIO

BEING BEST FRIENDS (OT7)

YOU’RE AFRAID OF DOGS

YOU WATCH THEIR EVERY MOVE AT DANCE PRACTICE

YOU HATE WHEN PEOPLE TAKE PICTURES OF YOU

YOU’RE REALLY AFRAID OF BUGS

*SEX WITH JIMIN

*SEX WITH TAEHYUNG

*SEX WITH YOONGI

*SEX WITH NAMJOON

*SEX WITH JUNGKOOK

*SEX WITH JIN

*SEX WITH J-HOPE

*DO YOU WANT ME TO TEACH YOU (JIMIN SMUT)

*WATCH ME BABYGIRL [JUNGKOOK SERIES - COMPLETE] [1] [2] [3] [4] [vmin filler] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20]

WHEN I HAD YOU [JIMIN ANGST/FLUFF]

BAKING WITH JUNGKOOK

*THEIR S/O GIVING THEM A SHOW

*THIGH RIDING YOONGI

*WOULDN’T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY [NAMJOON SUGAR DADDY SMUT]

THEIR CRUSH/BEST FRIEND IS AFFECTIONATE WHEN SICK

~THEIR TEENAGE CHILD GETS IN THEIR FIRST CAR ACCIDENT

~THEY HAVE A DREAM WHERE YOU DIE

*I HATE YOU. I LOVE YOU? [JIMIN ENEMIES-TO-LOVERS SMUT]

*PHONE SEX WITH NAMJOON

THEIR S/O IS CATCALLED

BRINGING THEIR AMERICAN S/O TO MEET THEIR PARENTS

DATING NAMJOON BUT BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH BTS

THEIR S/O TAKES THEM TO A HAUNTED HOUSE

BEING FRIENDS WITH JUNGKOOK AND YUGYEOM

DANCING QUEEN [HOSEOK FLUFF]

*REACTION TO YOU SAYING “TAKE ME”

BTS THINKING THEIR S/O IS CHEATING

THEIR S/O IS A PICKY EATER

*BTS REACTION TO YOU GIVING THEM A SHOW

*YOONGI FWB

BTS REACTION TO YOU SITTING ON THEIR LAP…

~IF YOU’D LET ME [JIMIN ANGST]

YOU CUDDLING THEM IN YOUR SLEEP AND SAYING “I LOVE YOU”

*YOU’RE ON

THEIR S/O GETS A LIP PIERCING

DATING YOONGI BUT BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH BTS

*YOU “FLEXING YOUR MUSCLES”

IF SOMEBODY HAD TOLD YOU… [JUNGKOOK FLUFF]

*I WAS KIND OF HOPING THIS COULD BE YOUR PRESENT [JUNGKOOK SMUT]

BTS REACTION TO THEIR GF BRINGING THEM LUNCH

THEIR GF IS SIMILAR TO HOBI AND HAPPENS TO BE CLOSE TO HOBI

*FACE DOWN [YOONGI SMUT]

THEIR CRUSH IS DOTING/MOTHERLY

*YOU MOAN THEIR NAME DURING SEX

*YOU WANT SEX WHILE THEY’RE WORKING

*PHONE SEX WITH YOONGI

*REVERSING ROLES [YOONGI SMUT]

JEALOUS!YOONGI

BTS REACTION TO YOU HIDING YOUR SMILE WHEN YOU LAUGH

EYE ON THE TARGET (JUNGKOOK) [1] [2]

SEOKJIN AS YOUR SUGAR DADDY

BTS REACTION TO THEIR S/O CUPPING THEIR FACE AND KISSING THEM

~BTS REACTION TO THEIR FRIEND NOT BEING COMFORTABLE WITH THEIR BODY SIZE

TEXTING

[JIN] [JIMIN] [TAEHYUNG] [SUGA] [J HOPE] [RAP MONSTER] [JUNGKOOK] BESTFRIEND!JUNGKOOK HIGHSCHOOL!BTS FUCKBOY!YOONGI

SNAPS

[TAEHYUNG]

A-Z NSFW

[JUNGKOOK] [YOONGI]

+ ATEEZ

CONDITIONALLY YOURS (Seonghwa) [1]

ATEEZ REACTION TO ANOTHER MEMBER WALKING IN ON THE TWO OF YOU MAKING OUT [1] [2]

ATEEZ REACTION TO BEING JEALOUS OF ANOTHER MEMBER GETTING CLOSE TO THEIR S/O

+ INFINITE

YOU TALK ABOUT SEX

+ BOYFRIEND

THEY ALL LOVE THE SAME GIRL

ACCEPTING AN AWARD YOU

YOU THREATENING TO FIGHT THE CEO IF THEY DON’T GET A COMEBACK

VALENTINES DAY WITH KWANGMIN

*SEX WITH DONGHYUN

+ MISS A

GOING INTO TOWN WITH YOU

+ MONSTA X

THEY ACCIDENTALLY HUG YOUR SISTER INSTEAD OF YOU

*SEX WITH MINHYUK

SINGING A BALLAD WITH THEIR CRUSH

MARRIED LIFE WITH SHOWNU

REACTION TO THEIR GF AND ANOTHER MEMBER…

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH MONSTA X

THEIR GF IS OLDER THAN THEM

ANNOYING THEIR MEMBERS BY SHOWING PDA WITH THEIR S/O

THEIR GF GIVES THEM A MASSAGE FOR THE FIRST TIME

*RETURN THE FAVOR [KIHYUN SMUT]

DATING IN SECRET WHEN HE ACCIDENTALLY KISSES YOU IN FRONT OF CAMERAS

*YOU SAY THEY HAVE A SMALL DICK DURING A FIGHT

WHAT DATING IM WOULD BE LIKE

TELLING HIM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

*HE WOULD HAVE BEEN FINE IF YOU HADN’T... [KIHYUN SMUT]

YOU HUG THEM FROM BEHIND AND ACCIDENTALLY GRAB THEIR CROTCH

MARRIED LIFE WITH JOOHEON

*SEX WITH IM

MARRIED LIFE WITH IM

*SEX WITH HYUNGWON

*SEX WITH KIHYUN

*SEX WITH JOOHEON

*SEX WITH SHOWNU

*SEX WITH WONHO

MONSTA X REACTION TO THEIR S/O HAVING AN ASTHMA ATTACK

*THIGH RIDING MONSTA X

+ GOT7

*SEX WITH JACKSON

*SEX WITH JUNIOR

*SEX WITH MARK

*SEX WITH JAEBUM

YOU WEAR THEIR SWEATER, YELL “KISS ME”, THEN RUN AWAY

*SEX WITH YUGYEOM

LIVING WITH BESTFRIEND!JACKSON

THEIR GF HAS SWEATER PAWS

GOT7 AS FATHERS

BEING FRIENDS WITH JUNGKOOK AND YUGYEOM

*THEIR GF KNOWS HOW TO DEEPTHROAT

YUGYEOM DATING AN OLDER WOMAN

YOU’RE DATING MARK AND THE OTHER MEMBERS ARE JEALOUS

*SINCERELY, YOUR NEW FWB [YUGYEOM SMUT]

*REACTION TO THEIR GF WANTING TO BE SPANKED

JACKSON HAVING A CRUSH ON YOU

*I DIDN’T HAVE TIME FOR “CLASSY” [JAEBUM SMUT]

*SEX WITH YOUNGJAE

YOU’RE SICK BUT DON’T WANT TO WORRY THEM SO YOU KEEP IT A SECRET

DATING JAEBUM AND BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH GOT7

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH GOT7

TELLING HIM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

*SEX WITH BAMBAM

TEXTS

BESTFRIEND!JACKSON

SNAPS

[JINYOUNG]

+ C-CLOWN (DISBANDED)

*SEX WITH ROME

DATING CHRISTIAN YU [ROME]

+RED VELVET

YOU CALL THEM YOUR BEST FRIEND

*AN OVERWHELMING FEELING [IRENE SMUT]

+ INFINITE

*SEX WITH MYUNGSOO

TELLING HIM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

+ IKON

*SEX WITH HANBIN

*SEX WITH DONGHYUK

“I DIDN’T LOVE YOU” [DONGHYUK FLUFF]

*SEX WITH JUNHOE

*SEX WITH BOBBY

+ NCT

SOULMATE!MARK

WHAT DATING LUCAS WOULD BE LIKE

STUDY DATE WITH JUNGWOO

NCT 127 + JENO REACTION TO THEIR S/O BEING 160CM

EXCUSES, EXCUSES [HAECHAN FLUFF]

NCT DREAM REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING 165-170CM TALL

~NCT DREAM REACTION TO THEIR GF BECOMING DEPRESSED BECAUSE HER PARENTS ARE GOING THROUGH A DIVORCE

TEN TRYING TO GET YOUR ATTENTION

WHAT DATING MARK WOULD BE LIKE

DATING TAEYONG

DATING JOHNNY (NCT)

FAKE TEXTS

BESTFRIEND -> BOYFRIEND MARK

WISHING MARK A HAPPY BIRTHDAY

[DONGHYUCK]

TWO WRONGS MAKE… A COUPLE? [Prince!Renjun] [1] [2]

+ F(X)

THEIR S/O HAS FIBROMYALGIA

*SEX WITH AMBER

+ BLACKPINK

BARISTA!ROSÉ

WHAT DATING LISA WOULD BE LIKE

YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ROSÉ

+ BLOCK B

*SEX WITH PARK KYUNG

+ DAY6

*TENDER LOVE AND AFTERCARE [BRIAN/YOUNG K SMUT]

DATING DOWOON

+ PENTAGON

WHAT DATING WOOSEOK WOULD BE LIKE

+ SHINee [NO LONGER WRITING FOR]

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH MINHO

LIVING WITH BESTFRIEND!KIBUM

SECRETLY DATING WHEN THEY ACCIDENTALLY KISS YOU IN FRONT OF CAMERAS

SINGING A ROMANTIC BALLAD WITH THEIR CRUSH

THEY HAVE A CRUSH ON THE SAME IDOL

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH SHINee

THEIR REACTION TO YOU CRYING

BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH TAEMIN

GROWING UP WITH TAEMIN

YOUR CHILD CALLS HIM DAD

+ TWICE

*WHAT DATING JIHYO WOULD BE LIKE

FIRST KISSES WITH TWICE

STUCK IN TRAFFIC WITH TWICE

*SEX WITH MINA (TWICE)

+ GIRLS GENERATION [SNSD]

DATING TIFFANY

THEY FIND A GUY NAKED BY ACCIDENT

THEY FIND TAENY KISSING ROMANTICALLY

SOMEONE FLIRTS WITH THEIR SECRET GIRLFRIEND

THEIR BEST FRIEND IS HEARTBROKEN OVER A BOY

+ MAMAMOO

THEY ARE JEALOUS

AND THEN… [MOONBYUL SMUT] [2]

+ SEVENTEEN

YOU’RE A TRAINEE UNDER PLEDIS

SUCK IT UP [JUN ANGST/FLUFF]

“IT’S TIME” [CHAN FLUFF]

*SEX WITH MINGYU

+ VIXX

THEIR GF HAS WAVY/CURLY HAIR

TELLING THEM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

+ ASTRO

REACTION TO YOU SQUISHING THEIR CHEEKS

SNAPS

SANHA X CUTE

+ 2NE1

YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON CL

+ SISTAR

BEING YOUR BEST FRIEND IN SCHOOL

+ X1

GOING THROUGH A HAUNTED HOUSE WITH BF!HANGYUL

T.V. SERIES:

TWD

TELLING CARL YOU LOVE HIM

TEEN WOLF

SCOTT MCCALL

UNDERCOVER IDIOTS [PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3]

DEREK HALE

INDISCREET JEALOUSY

COME ON CINDERELLA

*SOLID ALIBI

I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS

DON’T DRINK THE ORANGE JUICE

THE MURDER OF THE BETRAYER [PART 1] [PART 2]

ISAAC LAHEY

I HAPPEN TO LOVE THAT ABOUT YOU

I’LL TAKE THAT CHANCE

STILES STILINSKI

VALENTINE’S DAY

PRANK WAR

TVD

DAMAN SALVATORE

VICTORIAN ERA ROMANCE

~FINDING OUT ABOUT YOUR ANOREXIA

SUPERNATURAL

DEAN

HUNTING HAS ITS PERKS

PROPOSING TO YOU

BLUSH

BANDS:

5SOS

BLURBS:

ASHTON IRWIN

FRATBOY! ASHTON

CALUM HOOD

ROUND TWO

MICHAEL CLIFFORD

LATE NIGHT

BIRTHDAY AU MEME (AKA MY VERY FIRST IMAGINE EVER ON THIS BLOG)

LUKE HEMMINGS

WHAT DATING LUKE WOULD BE LIKE

IMAGINES:

CALUM HOOD

*SAVING WATER

4/4

HE FINDS OUT YOU’RE REALLY TICKLISH

HARRY STYLES

I’LL BE THOR

MOVIES:

THE OUTSIDERS

SODAPOP

~SODAPOP FINDING OUT ABOUT YOUR DEPRESSION

THE AVENGERS

THOR

BEING ABLE TO LIFT THOR’S HAMMER

YOUTUBE

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH DAN AND PHIL

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People are gay dude

Fandom: DC Pairing: Damian x male!reader Word count: 650 Summary: Damian’s brothers want to find out who Damian is dating only to be surprised Requeted by an amazing awesome Anon: May we get a Damian x Male Reader? Almost everyone in the batfam are aware that Damian is dating a person but they don't know who until one of them walk in on Damian and his s/o having a lazy movie night and they all are very accepting and approve of the surprisingly chill boyfriend (i thought of this prompt then my brain went on to say "but make it gay" so here we are)#

Damian Wayne was a rather private person, everyone who knew him was aware of that, and that privacy extended towards his relationship. In itself it was a miracle that his siblings even knew that he was in a committed relationship - admittedly he had to tell them sooner or later and decided for sooner - but that wasn’t enough for them. With their ever present curiosity, Dick, Jason and Tim made it their personal mission to invade their little brother's privacy and find out who exactly he was dating. The perfect opportunity for fulfilling their goal showed itself when Damian explicitly asked the siblings who were living with him to stay as far away from the cinema room in the manor as possible. Obviously Tim had no choice but to inform his brothers and get as close to the cinema room as he could without getting caught by Damian. In record time Dick and Jason joined him in his little hideout from where he was sitting out of sight - but also not seeing Damian - and listened to the background noise of the movie that was playing. “Have you seen them yet?” Jason asked and tried to peek through the door only to be held back by Dick. “No, they’ve stayed inside that room for an hour now, but it can’t be long until one of them has to go for little birds. That’s when we’ll strike,” Tim informed and as if he had summoned it, the noise from the movie stopped and they heard hushed voices before the door opened and you stepped outside. Now, it is to be said about the three Waynes-but-not-Waynes that were sitting there that they were all masters in their field of vigilantism. They could take out enemies in their sleep, hack into the pentagon and make a triple backflip from the top of a tree. They were all incredibly smart and capable, but alas, them being smart did not mean they could not simultaneously also be gigantic dumbasses. In this case, their dunbassiness showed when all of them found themselves staring right into your face from where they were kneeling on the floor and they couldn’t even imagine how that must look for you, walking outside of a room only to find two grown ass man and a slightly less grown man hunched together and staring up at you. “Uhm...hey,” you gave them a slight wave, dumbfoundedness written all over your face. “Habib? Who are you talking to?” Damian’s voice echoed through the hall and his three brothers made motions for you not to say anything, but - if you didn’t understand or didn’t care - you answered anyways. “I think I just met your brothers,” you shouted back with an amused smile on your lips and seconds later steps sounded and Damian appeared besides you. When he caught sight of his brothers his eyes immediately narrowed and his brows furrowed. “What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice full of annoyed resentment. “Oh, hey Babybird, didn’t know you were in there, we were just..uhm...chilling out here,” Dick tried to salvage the situation for obviously no avail. “Try again.” “Tim thought you had a date, sorry we didn’t mean to intrude on your bro’s night.” “You didn’t intrude on a bro’s night, you intruded on my date,” Damian sight annoyed, but calmed down a little bit when you grabbed for his hand. You couldn’t help but chuckle at Tim’s confused look and youldn’t help yourself. “People are gay dude.” For a few seconds silence filled the hall before Jason busted out laughing and gave Tim a brotherly punch on the shoulder. “Oh I like you kid, you gotta invite him over more often,” he pointed at Damian who just rolled his eyes and walked back into the cinema room, pulling you after him while you quickly waved to his brothers before closing the door.

#Damian wayne #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne x male!reader #male!reader #x male!reader #x reader #batfam #batfam x reader #batfam x male!reader #batfamily #batfamily x reader #dc #dc x reader #jason todd #tim drake #dick grayson

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the scrapbook documenting denki kaminari and his experiences with love, subtlety, and volumes of manga || denki kaminari.

* pairing: denki kaminari x oblivious!reader (gender neutral!)

* genre: fluff, normal conflict(??) but not much, uni!au, friends to lovers, mutual pining, idiots to lovers

* words: 4.5k

* warnings: brief scenario of intoxication, mentions of maidgirls (one of them has a gun because mey-rin from kuroshitsuji), reader has past bad experiences with relationships, bakusquad is supportive af, reader is oblivious (duh), i love sero, side kiribaku

* original request: Can you do a fluff Denki crushing on the reader but the reader is really oblivious to him just badly flirting and bakusquad gets annoyed and helps them get together 😳

* a/n: this turned out much longer than expected, but i’m satisfied with the turn-out! i call this a “scrapbook” because it’s like a collection of short moments. i’m experimenting with this writing style, so i hope you enjoy it! i started writing reader by basing them off of this one pretty girl i know (and very much like), but then reader started morphing into me projecting myself and oh boy. yeah. fun fact: i actually own the kuroshitsuji manga volume with the maidgirl on the cover (volume 22).

“please don’t like me,” is the first thing you say to denki kaminari. you don’t know who he is, though, when you say these words. all you know is that he’s presumably a college student like you and that he’s quite extroverted. behind him stand three of his friends giggling to themselves. it’s apparent they’re playing a practical joke.

the first thing the blond boy said to you was, “hey, you’re cute, i like you.” that was thirty seconds ago, after you’d put your manga down when you noticed his friends pushing him towards you.

he cracks a grin upon your response. “alright.” he puts his hands up in mock surrender. “the point still stands - you’re cute.” his eyes fall to the manga you set down. “hey- is that detective conan?”

it’s an old, worn copy of detective conan’s first volume.

“oh, yeah,” you reply.

“can i see it?” he asks. you nod.

he picks up the book, surprisingly gentle with its fading corners and creased spine.

"i used to read the series all the time," he says quietly, reliving a memory in his eyes. "i always tried to solve the crime before conan."

you're not sure what to answer, but he introduces himself before you can.

"i'm kaminari, by the way." he slips a piece of paper in your manga, setting the book down on your table. "text me."

“please don’t fall in love with me,” is the first thing you whisper to denki kaminari, hushed under the sheets in mina’s room. you're surprised he can hear you over the quiet murmurings of a ghibli movie playing on the tv; you're surprised he's awake.

“okay,” and it’s the first promise he’s ever broken, voice all low and hoarse from the after-effects of prolonged silence.

(maybe he should've feigned sleep, he later thinks, as his heart stupidly falls and crashes clumsily into love. maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all.)

he turns onto his back, staring at the ceiling. it's dotted with glow-in-the-dark stars mina and sero had impulsively hung up one friday evening instead of studying. there's a couple moons, too, which bakugou had frowned upon, stating, "where are we, jupiter? there's only one moon orbiting earth." kirishima laughed.

from the sound of shuffling sheets and a quick glance next to him, denki can tell you're now laying on your back, too. he almost makes a comment about you copying him. he stares at the faux stars overhead, not tired enough to close his eyes and allow sleep it's victory for the night. there's not much to do while awake at the moment other than strain his ear to decipher to the tv's audio. his throat feels dry, but he's not motivated enough to sit up to grab a water bottle. anyway, he supposes you and he are staring at the same sky, in a cheesy way. he remembers reading something like that in a book.

he kills the time and his aching mind by finding stupid constellations in the stick-on stars. there's a slightly distorted dipper of some sort, and a heart. there's a lot of squares. there's a shape he passes off as orion, but he knows anyone a tad more into astronomy than him would gasp at the abstract shape and completely dismiss its resemblance to orion.

eventually, your breathing slows to a rhythmic pace beside him. the logical part of his mind tells him to sleep now that you, too, are sleeping. he doesn't know why he waited for you to be asleep first. one pentagon constellation later, kaminari allows sleep's gaze to wash over and envelope him. the ghibli movie is still playing.

it seems that his friends have beat him, somehow, to the conclusion that denki kaminari has a bit of a crush on you. it's childish, really. he shouldn't like you, recalling your first words to him. they struck you apart from other people he'd met. back then, though, he never seriously thought about you like that. sure, you were conventionally attractive (enough for him to approach you to give you his number), but it was all in good fun. that's what you were, too, for the longest time: good fun and a friend.

until one day, glances lingered for too long while you weren't looking. one day, kaminari's jokes became more and more aimed for you, to hear your laughter in his ears. one day, kaminari realizes he has your usual coffee and bubble tea order memorized, when he can barely remember his own.

he pretends all of it is completely normal, but mina assures him differently. as does bakugou, which is strange, because he's usually not wrapped up in other people's affairs (when voicing this to the blond, he responded, "it's hard not to notice because you're too damn obvious"). it's kind of hard to ignore when bakugou calls it obvious (he's literally had kirishima pining over him since day one with no notice).

kaminari really does try to ignore the bubbling feeling rising at the bottom of his heart. he really does, but you keep on shaking and shaking his poor heart until it's all fizzy like a bottle of soda. he's weak, okay? one day, he’ll explode.

his friends are all urging him to confess to you already, but he cannot work up the nerve to do so. instead, kaminari drops you obvious hints that he likes you. he doesn't know whether you're completely oblivious to them or if you're deliberately ignoring them.

he's been so painfully obvious, he swears.

he's practically able to write a list of hints he's dropped. he's fairly confident he could publish it as an advice book with the title "how to tell your crush you like them without saying 'i like you.'" by this point, he's the king of obvious subtlety.

the list would go something like this, in no particular order:

pick-up lines

"did it hurt, when you fell-" you were silent, "-from the vending machine? because you're a snack."

silence. absolute radio silence. he was extremely tempted to run away from the sheer awkwardness between the two of you. as he turned to leave and freak out in private, he heard you mumble a belated "thanks," which made everything worth it.

he still left to freak out, though (and plan his next pick-up line to tell you).

manga references

"hey, y/n," kaminari had said one day, after a particular burst of confidence. you hadn't looked up from your book.

"if i were shinichi from detective conan, you'd be ran," he'd said, referencing the main love interests from the manga. "or maybe vice versa. you are the smart one in this relationship..."

you didn't bat an eye. "they never get together, though? shinichi and ran."

"they- they don't?!" he'd sputtered indignantly. he definitely needed to read up his detective conan lore. "but they both like each other?"

"true," you'd replied in typical you fashion, neither letting on whether you did like him or not. well, hey, kaminari had thought. you didn't deny it. progress.

hand size comparison (which was, in reality, just an excuse to kind of hold your hand)

kaminari had smoothly been planning this for weeks (which, according to sero, was a little sad). he'd bring up the topic of hands one day in your daily conversations, then nonchalantly slip a "oh, y/n, let's do a hand size comparison!" he high-fived himself mentally upon the formulation of this genius plan - you'd definitely fall for him (or at least, realize his feelings for you - this state of teetering between do they like me or do they not like me frustrated him for months on end). the perfect opportunity presented itself one day as the two of you lounged in mina’s room (which, at this point, had become you and your friends’ hangout spot) studying.

“wow, you type fast,” kaminari remarked as he pretended to innocently look up from the “work” (changing his laptop wallpaper for the tenth time that day) he was doing. you were focused on your work, sitting on mina’s bed with your laptop propped up by a pillow on your lap. you’d barely registered his words, judging by the way your eyebrows scrunched and how you looked up at him after a slow beat.

“oh, uh, thanks,” you replied. “i’m just copying some text down. i don’t usually type this fas…” you trailed off, eyes widening as you watched kaminari scooching next to you on the bed. he put his hand next to yours, whose fingers still ghosted the keys of your keyboard.

“look,” he said softly, bringing your hands up to eye level. “hand size comparison.” it was breathed out belatedly, but your crystalline eyes didn’t leave his. he started to curve his fingers in between yours, holding your hand so tenderly. he really, really didn’t want to let go. “we fit.” it was a whisper he wasn’t sure you could hear - did he want you to hear it? “like… a puzzle,” he added awkwardly.

you nodded, dazed, slowly bending your fingers over his. he rocked your clasped hands side to side, a fond feeling creeping through his limbs. it was warm and tingly - and maybe it was contagious. could you feel it too, buzzing past his fingertips to you?

precisely three minutes passed before kaminari’s arm started to ache. he didn’t catch your disappointed expression when he let go of your hand, but he did catch the smile that emerged when he held your hand as the sides of your fingers nudged the bed. you didn’t get much work done after that, sitting in silence with him.

brushing your hand in a popcorn bucket

movie nights on fridays were commonplace at mina’s. the plan, this time, was created by kirishima, who said that it was manly with just the right amount of romantic. kaminari hoped so. the movie settled on was some romance flick, as decided by mina, kirishima, and sero’s pleading with a very begrudging bakugou.

he can’t remember much of the movie. what he can remember, however, is the very close presence of you next to him as the two of you shared a popcorn bucket (courtesy of sero’s very romantic ideas). your hands brushed a (purposeful, on kaminari’s end) dozen times throughout the film. the last couple were accidents. on the first time, though, kaminari watched with satisfaction from his peripheral view as you looked from him to the popcorn that obscured the place where your hands made contact. he was very satisfied by the time the movie ended.

truth or drink (which just ended up with you and he both getting very, very drunk)

you didn’t particularly enjoy the taste of sake, but that night was an exception. according to your drunken explanation, you had a very rough day. your exam, first and foremost, did not go particularly well (“who cares about freud!?” you blurted. “i dooooon’t!”). kaminari didn’t have the heart to ask who this freud was. then, one of your close friends confessed to you (which almost made kaminari’s heart stop, when you first recounted it to him), and you had to turn them down. you adamantly refused any sort of relationship, you told kaminari. (“nuh uh,” you shook your head. “they’re not good.”) it was surprising to him that you opened up that night. your first couple drinks left you quieter than usual - which was scary, because kaminari was practically having a conversation with himself then. a couple more drinks loosened your tongue, though.

“there’s someone i like.” you jabbed a finger at him. “but i’m not supposed to saaaay… and it’s scaaary,” you slurred.

“ohh?” kaminari asked, more focused on the burn in the back of his throat. “whooo is it?”

you looked at your arm outstretched to him, and the pieces fell into place slower than they should’ve. he first looked around, just in case he was covering the person you were really pointing to (of course, you and him were the only ones there).

“this guy?" he asked, flabbergasted and pointing to himself. "him?!"

you nodded solemnly. "but i don't like dating," you said stubbornly. "love is dead!" you announced, flopping on the carpet.

kaminari watched the heaving of your breaths as you lay on the ground, and strained his ears to hear your soft, soberish murmuring.

"i really like you, denki kaminari."

a dopish grin formed itself on his face. "i really like you too, y/n."

kaminari then promptly blacked out, but not before hearing you running to the bathroom to throw up.

as of now, he can’t recall anything he or you said that night. on the contrary, he can vividly remember the ringing in his head and the sickly feeling that overtook him the next morning.

"you two are so frustrating!" mina declares over her sweetened iced tea. she points at kaminari, then to you standing with sero in the distance. you’re animatedly talking about some painting (“it’s renoir!” you mooned when you first saw it) while he and the rest of the group sit on a nearby bench.

kaminari puts his hands up. “don’t look at me - i tried my best!”

“yeah, sure,” mina dismisses. “and i’m the queen of england.”

“i mean, they already told me not to like them!” kaminari counters. “what am i supposed to do about that?”

“shoot your shot!” mina urges. “c’mon, what’s the worst that could happen? …wait, don’t answer that.”

“yeah, kaminari, bro,” kirishima puts his elbow on kaminari’s shoulder. “flirt a little bit more.”

“that’s all you two seem to do,” bakugou grumbles from the other side of kirishima.

“you just need a little push,” mina says. kaminari isn’t sure he likes mina’s definition of push.

“i think i’m g-”

“hey, sero, come here!” mina calls to sero in the distance, earning her a couple dirty glances from others in the gallery. “kaminari wants to look at the painting with y/n.”

oh, god, kaminari groans internally. sero, already walking toward the bench, flashes a knowing grin toward him.

“go get ‘em, champ.” sero pats kaminari on the back as the blond stands up, emitting a low, audible groan.

the four on the bench watch as your eyes light up at the approaching kaminari, who’s sheepishly scratching his neck. he says something - then you start again, rambling something about “impressionism” then “salon.” mina watches with clasped, anticipating hands; kirishima’s hand accidentally brushes bakugou’s, who’s holding a juice box and watching the two of you; sero simply smiles with knowledge that the others are unaware of.

“well, what do you think?” you finally ask kaminari, gesturing to the painting.

“uhh,” kaminari says. he was too busy staring at your face - the twinkle in your eyes, the curve of your lips - to pay attention to any of what you’d said. something about impressing and fleeting moments. he looks at the person depicted in the composition, then back to you. he remembers kirishima’s words - flirt a little bit more. it couldn’t hurt, could it?

“i think it’s pretty,” he leans into you, murmuring so he can be sure no one but you and he hears his words, “but it’s definitely not as pretty as you.”

you look down at yourself; then, for whatever reason, to sero. kaminari looks at sero, too, who’s wearing this stupid smile that sets unease in kaminari’s chest. he gives you two big thumbs-up. he’s so confused by sero’s behavior that he barely registers the light sensation of something on his cheek - a kiss. he looks at you, who’s looking away, then to the bench, where his friends are cheering despite the disapproving looks from those around them. he touches his cheek out of disbelief. light swells in his chest - it’s warm, so warm - but your aloof voice brings him back to reality (which really, isn’t much different from a dream).

“kaminari, you’re very red right now.”

“the two of you,” mina exclaims with the two of her hands clasped together in excitement over skype, “should go to a manga cafe!”

kaminari blinks. “as a date?”

“i wasn’t thinking about it like that.” mina nudges him, a sly smile creeping across her lips. “but hey, that works too. i mean, they did kiss y-”

kaminari cuts the pink-haired girl off before she can finish. “is that something… they’d want to do?”

“mmm…. probably,” mina says. “they were reading manga when you first met them right?”

he can vividly remember the somewhat tattered volume of conan, the detective turned little boy who must solve crime while hiding his own identity. really, the wear was only on the soft cover, nudged and peeling on the corners with faded text splayed on the spine. the pages were in crisp condition, he’d noted one day as he (totally, completely discreetly) watched you read the copy again. the bookshelf in your dorm and the stack of books on your desk is littered with different mangas, ranging from the old classics (astroboy) to some newer works (your lie in april). he only remembers this fact because he really, really wants to borrow a copy of black butler (yes, it’s the one with the maid on it. she looks really hot with a gun, okay?). all your manga are well-taken care of, cared for diligently as if each book has a piece of your heart in it. besides, you rarely lend out any (sero once asked to borrow jujutsu kaisen and you very, very reluctantly handed it to him), so he doubts you’d trust him with it.

“hang on, lemme ask sero if they’d be interested in a manga cafe,” mina says, pulling out her phone. “they’ve been close lately,” she mumbles as she types out a quick text to him, a quiet ping letting kaminari know that she’s sent it.

after a pause, mina excitedly reads sero’s reply: “yeah, probably.”

well, that was a definitive answer.

“there’s one nearby here,” mina offers. “hagakure told me good things about it, and she has a knack for finding the best spots in town. i’ll send you the address.”

“you think they’d like it?” kaminari says in an atypical bout of self-consciousness.

“of course,” mina replies instantly. “don’t you see how they look at you?”

usagi manga kissa makes kaminari cringe. it’s not the bunny-themed logo on the top of the building, nor is it the wide assortment of manga lining the walls, nor is it the cozy, soft seats nuzzled in the nooks and crannies of the café. it’s not even the life-sized cardboard cut-outs of various anime maid girls (he actually particularly really likes that detail). it’s the name itself. usagi is fine - kaminari likes bunnies as much as the next guy. manga is fine, too - he wouldn’t be here if not for the manga. the kissa makes him cringe for the most immature of reasons, like a five year old just learning basic english vocabulary. kissa innocently shortens the word kissaten, for cafeteria, but suspiciously sounds like the english word kiss. he does not want to think about kissing as he walks into the café with you, and especially not when the lady at the counter asks if you want a couples’ discount (you say yes, solely because it’s cheaper).

he does not want to think about kissing as he walks next to you, browsing the manga selection and passing the shoujo section that boasts illustrations of happy couples and romantic imagery. he doesn’t want to think about kissing as the two of you walk to a “couple’s” room, you rambling about the plot of the manga you chose and him with some shounen volleyball manga in his hand. kissing is the worst thing to think about as your knee touches his in the cramped apparent two-person room. he is not thinking about kissing at all when you offer him your water bottle, half full, and he’s definitely not thinking about indirect kissing or anything when he takes a sip. that would be crazy.

fortunate for him, his manga is full of not-kissing, so he’s able to somewhat enjoy it without his mind bombarding him with the fact that your face is less than a metre away. as he finishes up the volume, he realizes how much of a middle school student he feels like.

“y/n,” he looks up to you and says. you’re watching an old episode of neon genesis evangelion on the computer provided in the room, the manga you were reading sitting on the table beside the keyboard.

“yeah?” you respond and pause the anime. out of his peripherals, he can see you turn to look at him. he stares at the wall ahead of him, lacking the confidence to face you head-on.

“remember when we first met?” he reminisces.

“the cafe?” you say. “yeah.”

“if… i can ask,” he musters, “why did you say what you did then?”

you pause, taken aback. “i… i don’t know.”

“because,” kaminari starts, and you flinch, “i like you. a-and i know you said not to-”

a ghost has crossed your face. your mouth is agape, as if you suspected his feelings but never thought he’d verbalize them. he wonders what the kiss was about.

“i’m,” you gulp, breath stuttering, “i’m sorry.”

kaminari lied. five days later of zero contact with you, he realizes he’s in deep. he doesn’t like you - he’s in love with you. they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, and here he is, sifting through memories he had with you like they’re books. he should probably be studying instead of lying spread eagle on his bed, thinking of you. he can recall a promise made one night and the moment it was broken; he can remember the plastic stars he studied that night, falsely shining and lighting hope within him. he can remember dozens of constellations, half of which were geometric shapes, that he fell asleep to with you at his side. his heart aches, alighting a dull burn within him like a protostar barely able to burn hydrogen.

there’s a polite knock at his door, so he assumes it to be either kirishima or sero. mina always enters unannounced and bakugou is far too brash to knock softly. slowly - almost reluctantly - he sits up in bed, standing up and making his way to the door. he catches a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror, telling him that his hair is an absolute mess and in no way presentable. he figures that either kirishima or sero will comment about it, but he never needed to impress them in the first place. turning the knob and opening the door, he’s expecting either of his friends, maybe here to nag him or ask him to come and study or say “hey, why haven’t you spammed the group chat with memes in a while? i missed them.”

he definitely isn’t expecting you, face pulled into a worried expression and lips held in a thin, anticipating line before you meet his eyes. you’re pouring out a waterfall of apologies at a thousand words per second as soon as he opens the door, letting yourself in and hardly taking notice of his bird’s nest hair. he guides you to the couch, attempting to interject and ask you to slow down, but he finds that it sounds rude at any given moment. you’re sitting on the couch, lamentations and explanations spilling from your lips as you grip the plush material of the cushion you sit on, when you finally pause to take a breath. kaminari uses this opportunity to interrupt you.

“woah, woah, woah.” he hesitantly puts a hand on your shoulder. “can you back up?”

“oh, yeah,” you start to move back in your seat and kaminari stifles a laugh.

“no, can you start your story from the beginning?” he asks. “take your time, i’m not going anywhere.”

“i’m really, really sorry about what happened the other day,” you apologize, then look at him finally and ogle his hair. “i got… scared,” you admit earnestly. before he can make any question of it, you continue, “i like you too, see. and i never really, seriously acted on it - i didn’t want to. so when you did the inevitable and confessed… it scared me. the truth is… i’m not the best at romance or relationships. i don’t want to put anyone through that, again.” your voice wavers but finishes strong as you look kaminari in the eyes.

“that?” he asks. he’s afraid he’s crossed a line, but you reply all the same.

“i was in a relationship, once. i wasn’t… i wasn’t good enough. i didn’t do the things that people in a relationship are supposed to do, i guess.” you fiddle with the fabric of the couch, looking down at your fingers. your voice gives away the vulnerability of the topic, wrapped in a stiff disconnection; you’ve distanced yourself from it, probably once too familiar with the feelings you speak of.

“it’s okay,” kaminari says, almost too quickly. he slows himself down. “that’s… completely fine,” he admits truthfully. “we can go slow. i… i can wait.”

“can you?” you look up at him, hope shining your eyes. it dims quickly before you say, “you don’t have to. i don’t want to limit you…”

“the only person i want is you,” he reassures you, hesitantly taking your hand in his. “you’re not…” he struggles for words, “...limiting me if i don’t have eyes for anyone else.”

“are you sure?” it’s an almost inaudible whisper, clutching your hopes in three words that are held together by thin threads.

“i’ve never been more sure,” kaminari replies confidently, giving your hand an encouraging squeeze.

“okay,” you breathe out, relief tingeing your speech. “i… want to be with you.”

it takes everything in kaminari not to kiss you right there.

“oh, by the way-” you say, standing up from the couch and leaving kaminari to sit alone, “did you still want to borrow that copy of black butler?”

“the one with the maid who has a gun?” kaminari asks, eyes wide. how did you know about that?

“yeah. you kept staring at it before, so i assumed…”

“yeah. yeah, no, yeah, that’d be really great. amazing, actually. wonderful. stupendous-” kaminari shuts himself up before he can ramble on longer.

“okay, give me a second,” you respond, smiling, and exit to the hallway to retrieve the manga.

you return with the volume in hand, placing it in kaminari’s hands.

“thanks,” he says as he glides his thumb over the glossy cover and mint condition. it’s heavier than kaminari thought, and it feels like the weight of a heart. he’ll be sure to take extra care of it, holding it with ginger fingers and a sweet, sweet feeling in his chest.

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