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idolrinko · 3 months

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⠀/) ⑅/)⠀⠀Assorted Bandori icons！⠀♡ ⠀ ⠀ー⠀Self Indulgent． NO⠀Id ╱ Kin ╱ Me tags for Rinko！

#᧔ ⠀♡ ｡ﾟselfーindulgent．⠀ ྀི⠀ ᧓ #⠀⠀⠀#yukina minato #aya maruyama #tae hanazono #rokka asahi #lock bandori #rinko shirokane #kanon matsubara #bandori #bang dream #layouts #messy layouts #rentry #rentry graphics #anime layouts #anime icons #icons #pfps

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queensharotto · 6 months

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Persona 5 Royal Christmas Icons/PFPs (Part 5: Confidants)

Free to use 🎄

#my icons #my pfps #sojiro sakura #sae niijima #yuki mishima #sadayo kawakami #tae takemi #chihaya mifune #ichiko ohya #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #p5r

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pridewishes · 15 days

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♔ || TAE HANAZONO ICONS

250x250 || arospec || bordered circle

like / rb + credit + read dni if using

indulgent for 🍒 !!

#tae hanazono #bandori #bang dream #icons #pride edit #pride icons #pfp #edit #arospec #aro #aromantic

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dollsuguru · 3 months

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hi :3 thank you so much for your tags on my fics that you’ve read. it really means so much to me to see that you enjoyed them and decided to leave your experience for me to read. it really made my heart feel full. i’ve been having a hard time w writing n so it made my heart swell a lot to read. i’m so happy you enjoyed it. thank you thank you for your kindness. i so appreciate it. 🤍🫂

OMG FIRST OF ALL THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CREATING SUCH PHENOMENAL STORIES!!!! :’) every one that i’ve read so far as been absolutely AMAZING and literally i wanna pick your brain (compliment) bc how do you even come up w such cool concepts + have amazing dialogue + make me so mf INVESTED??? LIKE AHHHHHHH everything was absolutely wonderful to read and it was a JOY to read too!!! (the satoru x reader roommates fic will live rent free in my brain for years to come i just know it) & if it’s any consolation i hope you know i’ll eat up any future jjk fics you have set up bc WOW <333 also sidenote the taehyung pfp… i see that you have TASTE! funnily enough i was listening to “blue” from the layover album while reading the nanami fic and it was a VIBE <3 anyways thank you so much for taking the time to write this sweet message & also for writing such cool stories <3 I’M ROOTING FOR YOU! 🩵

#asks #the taehyung pfp sold me rn like IKTR!#satoru listens to bts it’s true he told me we watched tae’s music videos together <333 #i just know toru is vmin2seok biased… you can QUOTE me on THAT!#also you’re the first person who followed me on this blog :o WOW!!!! THANKS :D #MWAH I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT & ALSO your writing is so BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I BELIEVE IN YOU!!!!! <3 🥰🩷#io tag <3

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dreamcrush · 7 months

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*⁀➷ . . . Tae Hanazono ໒꒱

꒰ა 250x250 blue square icons ; @shinobukawajiri

#tae hanazono #tae hanazono kin #bandori #bandori kin #bang dream #bang dream kin #✨️ ; complete #🏹 ; cherubim arrows #✨️ ; indulgent #icons #pfp

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britishhusbands · 10 months

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hello i can’t believe i have finally changed my display picture after 5 years sdjfsk

#mine #i figured to have jungkook as my pfp here and tae on twitter

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hnrye · 1 year

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yayy yippee finished zls s1 :-)

#so. tae pfp since sheis. my fav <3 #shut up henry

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not-goldy · 4 months

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Goldy wake up, new jikook picture dropped again and this time karma said hey bitches. There Jimin is in the middle with his arm wrapped around Jk on one side fully leaning into Jimin and Jimin's other arm around another soldier on the other side. This one made me feel a bit happier just cause they look so much more content and relaxed. Both of them do. When things like this happen, I get happy for Jikook because its always them proving their haters wrong, without even trying.

I'd also like to take the time to say JK solos are becoming the biggest laughing stock next to Tkk. Their homophobic theories didn't pan out this time with soldier #55 they are hyping as JK's wing man, since he's no where near Jikook in that picture & Tkk thinking TK coordinated wearing masks at the same, when there Jikook this time, both wearing masks together. Just like they have in every other picture so far except. Stop embarrassing this fandom, geeze.

I know its still a soon since its been 5 weeks, but once Jikook are deployed to their unit together permanently, to serve their 18 months & Tkk & Jk solos realize Jikook are still gonna be buddies, doing everything and still sharing their buddy bed, hoping they are gonna get tired and move on. Some said they were gonna leave if JK doesn't & they can't defend Tk anymore. Lets pray they keep their word. Some left after Paris. Maybe the ones who didn't will grow up over the next 18 months. You don't have to leave, just change your mindset, work on becoming a good person & stop living in denial. It isn't hard. Tae doing his own thing, not giving a fuck about what Jikook are doing, but they can't stop dragging Tae into Jikook's business. Oh & Tkk using Tae's military picture as their PFP, but wanna cry privacy everytime one of JK comes out. You aren't fooling us.

Shit. Jx a sec

Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh JIKOOOOOKK!!!

Brilliant Just Brilliant!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jimin is my spirit animal!!!!

The pettiness

The come back

The sikes

The karma

The last laugh

Talking bout Jk is making friends, well Jimin is "making friends" too what's up!!!!!!

It's giving Jungkook is mine and I have friends bitch

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yootaesowlwrites · 20 days

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Carry Me - Kim Taehyung

A/N: Happy birthday @taeandpuppies

W/C: 1.1K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog or a pfp. Minors DNI or get blocked!

Prompts: “Can you carry me to the bed?”

Warnings: Fluff, mention of a spider, cuteness.

Age Warning: No age warning applies to this.

The sun was just starting to set, and the orange glow was slowly filling the room from the large window in the living room, the back door to the backyard was open allowing a cool breeze to fill the room and cool the room down, you and Taehyung were on the couch together with a film playing on the television screen, and you could hear Yeontan barking at something outside, you and Taehyung look at each other before standing from the couch, deciding you should inspect what the commotion was about.

“I hope it’s nothing serious or dangerous,” You say as you exit the house and push your glasses up as they feel like they are slipping off, Taehyung right behind you. You both pause as you see the tiny dog jumping next to a dried leaf that is stuck in the grass and barking at it.

“Well, it’s nothing dangerous,” Taehyung says. “I hope a leaf isn’t dangerous,” You chuckle and move closer to the Yeontan, you bend down and reach for the leaf, only for Yeontan to bark more and jump a little more. “What’s going on baby?” Your eyes suddenly catch something moving next to the leaf.

“OH MY GOSH!” You scream, your heart racing as you pull your hand away from the leaf and instead pick Yeontan up before taking big steps towards the house. “Oh, my fucking gosh, inside, now, inside, inside!” Taehyung could see the panic in your eyes as you practically jogged towards him before moving past him. “It’s not for the leaf, Tae!” Taehyung quickly spins around and follows you inside.

“What, what was it?” He asks as you both enter the house hastily, he shuts the door, even locking it. “Do we need to call for help?” You put Yeontan down on the floor before placing your hand on top of the countertop in the kitchen and moving your other hand to your chest. “Angel, talk to me, please, what is it?” His voice is thick with concern, you lift your head as you take in slow deep breaths to calm yourself.

“It was a giant spider, Tae…” You quietly say, you watch as the concern on his face turns into horror, his eyes widen and his lips part. “That’s what he was barking at…” He quickly rushes towards Yeontan, which causes him to run away from Taehyung, quickly believing it is now a game of catch.

“Tan, are you okay?!” He asks as he continues to follow Yeontan through the kitchen and into the living room, Yeontan happily moves and stays just out of Taehyung’s reach. “Tannie!” You slowly turn and watch as they move around the couch, with the ending credits to the movie now rolling.

“Tae, Tae, Tae…” You call out before making your way into the living room and grabbing onto his shoulders to stop him from going after Yeontan. “As much as he loves the game right now, you’re not loving it,” He looks at the ground as Yeontan waits at the end of the couch for him to chase him some more. “He looks fine, it doesn’t look like he got bitten, besides, we would have noticed it if it did happen,” He lifts his head to look at you and slowly nods his head, realising by now you would have seen signs, you would have heard it also.

“You’re right…” He says and moves his hands to your waist, his arms wrap around you, and he pulls you against him, into a tight hug, your arms automatically wrap around him, one of your hands moving to the back of his head to hold him. “How bad did it look?” He feels you shiver against him before he pulls back from the hug, keeping his arms around you loosely. “That horrifying?”

“It looked so scary,” You mumble as you release him from the hug, you sit down on the couch and slouch onto it, suddenly feeling exhausted after the events that just happened. “I feel so tired right now, those things can really suck the energy out of you when you see them!” Taehyung sits down next to you, nodding his head in agreement.

“I didn’t even see it, but I feel tired…” He mumbles, Yeontan approaches you both and presses his cold nose against Taehyung’s leg, causing him to jump and yelp. “OH MY!” You couldn’t help but laugh at it. “It’s not funny, I thought it was the spider…” You shake your head as Yeontan begins licking his leg.

“Well… you locked it outside, hopefully it won’t come inside,” You say and sit upright to glance towards the door that was shut and locked just to make sure. “Otherwise we just surrender the house to it and move somewhere else,” Taehyung nods his head as you lean back against the couch. “Can I ask a favour of you?” The couch shakes slightly as he turns himself to fully face you.

“Hmm?” He hums as he pats the spot between you and him, signalling for Yeontan to jump up and lay between you both. “Anything, what do you need, sugar water for the shock?” You shake your head, softly chuckling.

“No, no, no need for that…” You say before taking in a deep breath. Yeontan jumps onto the couch and quickly makes himself comfortable between you both. “Although, I’m gonna feel bad for asking this, but… can you carry me to the bed?” You lift your arms tiredly and look at him with a tired smile on your lips.

“That really took all of your energy…” He slowly says. You nod your head before lowering your hands and moving one hand to the top of Yeontan’s head to gently scratch him. “Let me go prepare the bed for us then, open it for us and get the television set up there, and then I’ll come and get you, okay?” You nod your head and watch as he gets up and makes his way towards the bedroom.

“Your dad is such a catch, honestly, Tannie…” You say as you gently pet the top of his head. “Really… but you, on the other hand, you’re going to give us both a heart attack, don’t go near those things…” He lowers his head and shuts his eyes. “They’re scary, how are you not scared…” You pet down his body before closing your eyes and taking in slow deep breaths, slowly feeling yourself falling asleep on the couch, your neck would surely be sore tomorrow morning with the position you were in. “Tae…?” You could feel yourself being moved before something soft hit your back, and you immediately knew you had reached the bed.

“Hmm, it’s just me, sleep, angel, I’m just going to fetch Tannie, and then we’ll join you,” He softly says, you hum tiredly, not opening your eyes at all, too tired to even try to open them. You were quickly drifting off when you felt the bed shake gently and a warm fluffy body laying down behind your legs near your thighs before you felt arms wrap around you. “Sleep well, angel,” He softly kisses your cheek and almost instantly you fall asleep.

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causesciencethatswhy · 3 months

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Regarding Tae's reposting that account - the post was of him, the pfp was of him, the tags were only of him and there wasnt a Taekook tag in that post, so I'm pretty sure it just showed on his FY page and he reposted it without a second thought (I come across Tkk accounts so often even though I click on 'not interested' all the time bc tbh there isn't a sane Tkk account that I'd ever come across). I mean, maybe Tae DOES like to fuck with his fans and fuel them a lil bit bc let's be honest, most of his fandom does consist of shippers, but I dont think he would do that if he saw those posts of 'Tkk kissing' and other nonsense, and specifically if he saw that those people were hating on Jimin.

Yep that's pretty much what I think. Anyone thinking he did this on purpose, when it's just a repost of his own ad campaign on first glance, are doing it in bad faith. Is it a little unfortunate that the account is a terrible jm anti shipper, of course. Do I think maybe he should have double checked before reposting a fan account, yes.

But to say that he did this purposefully to rile up tkkrs when he literally just got his phone at best for a few hours (while he's in the literal military btw!) and he was just reposting the ad campaigns he missed on, is just malicious and the hate mongering I've seen some jkkrs do on twitter since morning has been absolutely horrendous . Like no matter what, Tae is not the kind of person who would ever, on purpose, endorse a person that is hating on any of the members, especially jimin.

Yes, it sucks that a random insane shipper account got a bigger platform, but to put the entire blame on Tae, for an oversight like this, is unfair.

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darksxder · 1 year

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rush it

pairing: frat boy! chad meeks-martin x fem! bff! reader

summary: you only rushed a sorority for chad’s sake, but you can’t imagine regretting it after the game of capture you get to play one fall night

warnings/tags: requited unrequited love, bittersweet (alleged by tae), skimpy bunny costume, angst and tension filled fluff, friends to lovers, deserves a second part honestly

word count: 2.1k

a.n. : I think this was subconsciously inspired by @ethansluvbot’s pfp of regina george in her bunny costume, so thank you fr!

sdt: @belle82devart

dt’s: @ethansluvbot , @midnightaemond & @spiderlover03

If someone had told you that you would be where you are right now, maybe a year ago-hell a few months ago, you would’ve laughed in their face. Might have even flushed pink when they detailed your outfit. The fact you were dressed like a bunny, or perhaps the Kappa Deta Pi’s version of a bunny that mostly resembled Regina George’s costume rendition at Halloween.

And you were just about as skittish as an actual bunny as the fluffy white pom-pom attached to your ass rustled in the grass. Currently, you were crouched behind a bush, heart nearly beating out of your fucking chest as you heard the hoots and hollers of the various boys around.

You weren’t the only bunny.

There were plenty of girls hiding around campus or dashing across the trails and parking lots of Blackmore University dressed as bunnies. But every man on campus, or at least everyone trying to get into a frat was a fox. Mind you they just had orange paint stripes over their bare chests, no confection or ball of fur needed to be attached to their ass.

Which only infuriated you on account of feminism and not because you had a bad habit of looking away whenever someone was shirtless. Totally. It made keeping watch difficult. And every five seconds your eyes went blurry with the glitter Tara forced into your eyes inner corner. A thick, pure dazzling white she poked there with her finger after she lined your eyes with dark brown gel eyeliner. Then go so far as to add a pretty bright pink blush to your nose and cheeks, and spread a clear gloss to your lips.

Just that and then you were off, out of the sorority, sprinting across the Blackmore University campus, and running for your furry little life. Immediately feeling your quite exposed ass cheeks freeze in the biting fall wind.

You were just thankful you could keep your knee-high boots, as they were heeled yes, but black leather, thus very warm. They even covered the majority of your stocking-clad legs. The large bunny ears glued right into the headband snug on your head were so tight it was giving you a migraine, especially when you had to double back for them twice because you ran too fast against the early September wind.

You had two hot pink flags on each side of your hip, and no one had touched yours yet. you were free.

You wanted to say you weren’t trying hard or you never usually took these types of childish games seriously but it would be a lie. You take EVERYTHING seriously and your heart is racing so fast on account of the fact you’ve fallen into that cloying and tempting trap of pretending it was real. Like you were truly being hunted like you might die, and it wasn’t too far-fetched with the masked murderer going around NYC. But you tried not to think of that. To think of anything else as you finally saw him.

Chad.

He was nearly gasping as he slowed from his dead sprint, his tanned and built chest rising and falling harshly. The tilted orange stripes were dull when you first saw them on his brown skin, but now they proved stunning in the moonlight. You allowed one glance, a second to note the soft light casting deep shadows across his muscled abdomen, leading your eyes to his sharp v-line dipping past the hem of his dark blue jeans. The sight was past your eye line but not your mind. And sweat was running in perfect droplets down his chest, the veins in his hands prominent as he clenched them, as his eyes darted from tree to bush to tree and bush. Looking for you.

Your heart pounded harder as he stopped dead still, right in front of your bush. A good twenty feet away. But he made you. Thinking of options you noted you could run, but something told you it wouldn’t do you much good.

But if there was one thing that you loved more than escapism through these types of games, it was fucking winning these types of things. So with your hands sliding down your hips, you checked to see if your flags were still there. And with a soft touch, you picked up a rock and chucked it into the bush across from you and watched as his head swerved towards it. As soon as his attention left you, and you no longer felt that hot iron brand to the side of your face, you dashed.

Some might say running in heels was difficult, especially in the platforms you were in that almost made you taller than Chad. They are correct, as you find it is indeed difficult. Especially on grass.

In a mere second, you hear this man catch up to you, your tired heart jumping at the thundering footsteps quickly echoing yours. With one of his strides, being three of yours, truly damning your advantage of being a past track star.

And when thickly muscled arms wrapped around your waist and pull you up like it’s nothing, you scream. Even though you know it’s Chad. Because he wears the same cologne and you saw him spot you. But mostly because he picks you up like it’s nothing always, no matter how many times you say you’re ‘too heavy’ for him to do so. It was the way he was gentle and firm, not yanking you into the air. Instead, it felt like he was helping you there almost.

But the fact his warm sweaty arms were around your bustier-clad middle had your pulse racing as fast as a rabbit's run.

“Gotcha'” he purred near your ear, laughing as he heard you squeak.

“Chad, put me down!” you lament, voice tired, obviously disappointed too. You had been so fucking close to winning. Hadn't seen another bunny in hours. But you just heard him hum out a 'no'.

His hand is now on the back of your plush thighs, your tits pressed firmly against one side of his back, painfully smothered against the strapless push-up set, the underwire digging into your sensitive flesh.

“Chad my boobs will fall out!” you squealed, face beet red, fists pounding sadly at his spine. To no avail. He didn’t even so much as flinch and you knew it was because you never actually hit him hard, you couldn’t even imagine it.

“Sounds like a good time for me. Wanna switch sides so I get a good view?” he asked, voice deep and teasing. But the smug drawl was cut off as the lip of your boot slammed into his bare ribs. And you were laughing into the starry night sky as he huffed out a harsh breath, gripping your thighs higher, almost fully folding over.

“Can’t hurt a man for trying, or I would’ve said that eventually if you didn’t quickly prove that you would indeed hurt a man for trying.” He rasped, voice fake pained. Back in the teasing sing-song tone that made your eye twitch.

Then he ripped the flags off your hips, pausing for a second as if to soothe the area there, hand firm and warm against your cold rear, your face flushing at the soft caress. And you just gave up. Honestly, truly, gave up, as he carried you across the vast freshly cut fields and through twisting trails, hell half the quad as other partygoers watched and laughed at the sight. But it wasn’t mean-spirited like you expected, it was almost camaraderie, but you still felt a bit like a child in time out. Helped by your huffing as you rubbed at the glitter in your eyes, sick of the burning it caused you. Hating the pain in your spine from the slumped-over posture. But as Chad reached his dorm and dashed up the stairs, to the very obvious approval of his frat mates, if their whoops and smirks were any consolation, you stopped whining about it.

Just taking the bouncing of your tits and head against his back in stride. Soft and feverish cheek smushed to his shoulder blade, just focusing on the ground beneath you, tracing the tattoos you could reach on his back. It’s almost an unconscious action if you could ever touch him and not be fully aware of it. But you couldn’t.

You had been in love with him for years, and although he was an affectionate person, his touch never ceased to give you jitters. No matter how many years passed, it had been thirteen. It never failed to make your stomach flip so quickly and suddenly you’d think you were on a rollercoaster that just dropped 3 stories in height.

“So, are you planning on skinning and eating me?” You muse, one hand propping up your cheek, elbow purposefully digging into his muscled shoulder hard. He laughed a beautiful sound that had your cold thighs squeezing together.

“If that means I get to see you naked, then yeah.”

“Chad!” You yell, going to kick out at him again before he flipped you back over to his chest, cradling you like one might a bride, your boobs pressed harshly against the side of his chest, nearly spilling out of the small cups.

“Okay, so you caught me..” you roll your eyes hard, trying to play along, knowing he wouldn’t drop it without your playing it up. “Whatever will you do with me now, Mr. Fox?”

He snorted, hoisting your ass under one arm and fiddling with his dorm keys in the other, his own heart skipping at your gasp at the action, your soft and perfect arms thrown casually around his neck in a vice grip.

“I understand why they took away your barking privileges when you played Nana in Peter Pan that one year. Your acting sucks.” he laughs, smiling down at your scowling self, trying desperately to take you seriously with the soft white bunny ears on your head. But it was difficult, what with them being all fluffy and big, with a hot pink center, the right one folded over slightly for optimal effect.

“Whatever. I wanna go home and shower, Chad. Been running from sweaty dudes all night.” Your eyes fall to the carpeted floor, now actually glad he was carrying you, not wanting to get your nice leather boots sticky with whatever marred the boy's dorm carpet. You could only imagine. And instead of taking the bait to tease you, flirty personality stroked, he went quiet.

“You are home,” he said, voice soft, no ounce of teasing there and your gaze shot to him. And you felt yourself swallow hard, blinking back tears you would have sworn came from the glitter.

“Is this your not-so-subtle way of asking me to stay over?” You tease, heart, pounding a mile a minute, feeling sweat trickle down your neck, sticking your hair to your shoulders as you tilted your head up at him, curious and waiting. Soft and sure, gentle. No judgment there. From the warmth in his eyes, he knew that.

“Yes. And figured I earned it since I caught you. Plus you’ve been working too hard lately. You need rest.”

The tears fall now as his words swallow you whole, making that tension building for weeks, bunched in your shoulders subside. You could only sniffle and nod, understanding the truth in his words. The reality. You had been running yourself into the ground with club applications, sorority pledges and rush, all of it too much.

“You’re right. Just this once,” you nodded slowly and sincerely, “I’m surprised too.”

Chad rolled his eyes so hard that you laughed through your tears. “Okay. Am I sharing your bed, or camping out on the floor? Or is your roomie home, the cute one?”

He scoffed, hand pressed to his bare striped chest in mock offence. “I am the cute one, not Ethan Landry.” he bit, pushing open the door and stepping inside over the frame with you still in his arms. It felt a little like you had just been married, but you dashed that thought down before it could truly take hold.

“Sure. whatever you wanna believe..” you coo, eyes narrowed in mockery.

He just shook his head, glancing up at the clock on the far wall. “He’ll be gone 'till two am. Can get out a movie, shower and get to bed before then, huh?”

Nodding, you flushed deeply as he handed you a basket he kept on his desk. Eyes widened as you took in its contents. It had your glasses container (your spare), contacts, tampons, pads, Burt’s Bees chapstick (wild cherry) and your favourite makeup wipes. You smiled wide at him.

“This is giving relationship.. like you really like your bestie.”

He shook his head quickly, cheeks heating under your teasing tone. “No.”

“Ehhh I don’t know, this is giving no commitment issues actually. it’s giving I want you in my dorm and life so much, I made a special box of your stuff for you.”

“It’s giving all that?” he mocked, glancing at the tiny basket cradled in your lap, but you just nodded firmly, lips pursed in surety.

“We’ll then maybe it’s accurate…” he whispered, breath soft.

And you felt like you had been punched, mouth agape in shock for a mere moment before you pulled it together as your head spun. “Then let me shower before this glitter makes me fully blind.” You groan, throwing in the last bit because you know he’d give his ever so clever and original ‘you’re already kinda blind’ without it.

And you hate that you loved him for it. Hate that you loved him period. Hate that you wanted him so much it ached, that it made tears spring to your eyes when you thought of it at home in your dorm.

Knowing that after your shower in his bathroom, you would steal his shirt and boxers and crawl into his twin-size bed, the laptop screen lighting up the room as he pulled you in closer by the waist, his face half in the bend of your neck and half watching the screen. Bare chest pressed against his oversized shirt he lent you. It made you so excited you might actually scream. But you knew from the many past experiences so similar to this one, that it was hard to fall asleep like that. When you were surrounded in sheets that smelled like him, generally surrounded by him, with his bare arms around you. In those moments it was hard to deny you wanted him. And you needed to because he was your best friend.

Nothing more.

#chad meeks martin #chad Meeks Martin fic #Chad Meeks-Martin fanfiction #scream chad #scream chad meeks-martin #chad meeks-martin x fem!reader #scream 5 fic #scream 6 fic

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