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sparklingchim · 2 years

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long way home 21 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.7k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, angst

rating: pg

warnings: jaykay being a huge simp for miss oc, he ,,, licks her lip gloss off his face ???? 🥸 don't ask plis, them lowkey acting like a couple but it's all platonic guys !!!!! don't worry !!!! , sad gukkie in the end 😔, his broken heart </3 awakens the lil whore in him 😐

summary: the one where jungkook gives up.

a/n: talking bout this jungkook look in this chapter <3 without the bucket hat tho !!

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08| 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 |

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4 years ago

"You're early," you say as Jungkook slips out of his shoes in the hallway.

"Was bored at home so I figured I might as well come over." Jungkook bends down to gives you a peck on the cheek.

"So that's why I kept getting Snapchat notifications from you?"

He stops, leaning away from you. "You saw and ignored me ?" There's an accusatory pitch to his voice, the perfect complement to the frown that slowly contorts his features.

"I'm doing my make-up. I don't have time for your silly snaps," you huff and turn on your heels, heading back to the living room.

Tonight Jungkook, Namjoon, Seulgi and you were going to go clubbing. It's been a while since the last time you went out so you're excited...to get drunk.

You hop onto the little cushion you have placed in front of the coffee table. You've been sitting here for a while, doing your make-up while watching a kdrama on TV.

"They weren't silly. I was showing you my outfit." Jungkook follows you and sits down somewhere behind you on the couch.

You turn around. He's wearing a black t-shirt, plad shirt on top and a leather jacket. The tight, ripped jeans he is wearing accentuates Jungkook's muscular thighs and oh wow, the holes on both knees are big enough to get a glimpse of his thighs and...you actually have to gulp to think straight again.

"I like this," you point out, tugging at the plad shirt. Your voice seems a little thick so you turn back around again and busy yourself with putting on make-up to hide your flaming cheeks. You see a little grin playing on Jungkook's lips through the small mirror placed in front of you.

"You can change the channel if you want," you offer as you put on some (actually, a lot ) blush on your cheeks.

"I don't mind."

You furrow your brows. You look at Jungkook through the mirror and notice that he's still staring at you. "Came to watch me getting ready or what?"

Jungkook shrugs. "Better than lazing around at home alone."

"You should get yourself a girlfriend then."

Jungkook nudges your back with his foot. "You don't wanna spend time with me?"

"No but, you shouldn't feel lonely."

"But it's fine when I'm with you."

"What, so you wanna spend the rest of your life with me?"

"Well, yeah?" He says, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. As if he couldn't believe that you'd ever dare to ask him such a foolish question. "Obviously I am." Big round doe eyes watching you.

Instinctively, a smile flits across your face as you register Jungkook's sweet words.

"Kinda rude of you not to say anything back," Jungkook utters in the tiniest pout, mock offense leaking through this gentle voice.

"Just keep saying nice things like that and I'll consider spending my life with you."

"You act like I'm hardly being nice to you."

"You bailed on me yesterday," you remind him, grabbing the eyelash curler.

"I told you beforehand that I wasn't sure if I could make it."

"Had to get boba all by myself."

"You could've asked Seulgi?"

Yeah, you could've. But it wouldn't have been the same cause you wanted to go with him.

You don't say anything in return, focusing on making your lashes look longer.

"Watchu gonna wear?" Jungkook asks after a while, but you don't hear him. Well, yes you do actually hear him but you're in the midst of coating your lashes with mascara. Definitely not a good time to start a convo.

Jungkook pokes your side with his foot. "Jungkook," you whine and Jungkook snickers at the immediate pout that pushes at your lips.

"That's what you get for ignoring me."

You smudged the brush of your mascara on your eyelid. When you lean back from the mirror you can see how his smile has him scrunching up his nose and how he gloats over teasing you. Asshole.

"Go get me a cotton swab," you demand, tugging on Jungkook's pants to get him to stand up.

Jungkook pats your head when he brushes past you to get to the bathroom. You shoot daggers with your eyes when you feel his hand, the playful twinkle in his eyes not showing anything remotely close to remorse.

Seconds later he comes back with the cotton swab. "Want me to clean it?" He's standing next to your seated figure, looking hella tall as you look up at him.

"Need to wet it first," you answer, making a grab for the cotton swab, but Jungkook holds it out of your reach. "Huh?"

"Tongue out."

You blink.

What.

Jungkook clicks his tongue, sounding a tad bit annoyed when you don't proceed to do what he told you.

He pops one end of the swab in his mouth for a second and sits down on his knees in front of you, softly grabbing you by the chin to draw your face closer.

Your reaction to Jungkook's weird antics is a little slow - you only manage to squeak "ew" once the wet cotton touches your eyelid. Your fingers fly up to his wrist, though you don't stop him. You curl your fingers around him. "You're so disgusting." You wrinkle your nose.

"I'm just helping you." He mumbles the words to himself and you find it almost adorable how concentrated he is right now.

"Weirdo."

Jungkook tosses the cotton swab on the table after he's done. He remains seated next to you, leans back against the couch and plants his feet on the carpet.

You subtly sneak a peek at Jungkook, his ripped jeans rousing emotions in you that has your skin prickle with a thin layer of heat. Your best friend looks hot today.

Forcing your attention back to finish your make-up, you screw your lip gloss and brush the applicator over your lips. You cover the whole of your lips in the sparkling substance.

"What?" you ask when you see Jungkook staring at you applying lip gloss. You turn to him, holding the lip gloss close to his face. There's a faint dust of pink on his cheeks when you meet his eyes. "Want some?"

He shoves your wrist away.

"Tastes like cherry," you coax him, putting a little more on your lips before you smack your mouth for emphasis.

"I'll pass."

You screw the lip gloss shut and place it on the table.

"Are you ready soon? Namjoon's always on my ass when I'm running late."

"Yeah, just need to change," you reply, leaning on Jungkook's shoulders to get to your feet.

Padding to your bedroom you start to rid yourself of your clothes. You change your bra into a strapless one. Then you grab the black dress from your bed that you selected earlier and quickly change into it. It's a pretty dress you've recently bought. It has a straight neckline and is long-sleeved, but it only reaches mid-thigh and has a slit at the side.

You puff in frustration when you have trouble zipping up your dress.

"Jungkook?" you call him and try with impatient hands to close the zip yourself, but it's no use.

A few seconds later you hear his footsteps on the floor approaching your bedroom.

"What's wrong, baby?" he slowly opens the door and peers in with his head. His eyes are wide when he takes in your whole figure.

You show him the backside of your unzipped dress. "Help me, please."

Jungkook chuckles at your helpless state.

Soon you feel his hand gently pushing your hair to one side of your shoulder. He zips up your dress in a matter of seconds. You don't wanna complain, but feeling his hands on you felt nice. Made you feel fuzzy inside.

"You look really fucking pretty."

The giddy feeling grows at his gaze. You stand on tippy toes to peck his cheek and beam a "thank you".

As you pull back, you see the subtle rosy mark of your mouth on Jungkook's cheek. "Oops."

But then Jungkook swipes a fingers over the shiny stain on his cheek pops his tongue out to give it a little lick.

"What are you-" you stop yourself, looking at him in disbelieve.

"You made me curious with the cherry flavour."

You walk to your bedside table to grab a tissue. "You haven't even had a sip of alcohol and you're already acting so weird."

"Yeah but you're the one who transforms into the weirdest person on earth when you're drunk."

"Pschh," you shush him, trying to wipe the lip gloss off his face as best you can. "We don't talk about that."

Jungkook chuckles and playfully jabs you in the side.

You jerk at that. "Yah, I had enough of that today." You press the tissue against his chest and leave the room.

"Come back to me," you hear Jungkook whine in the back.

You're on your third drink of the night.

Despite your plans to get drunk, you're still pretty much sober.

Namjoon has been getting you drinks he thinks are "so goddamm delicious", but every time you have to disappoint him with an involuntary grimace after taking a small sip.

You shouldn't have told him that you wanted to try something new tonight. Because now he's coming back to your table with his fourth attempt to make you like some of his favourites.

"Here." Namjoon presents you another drink. He sits down next to Seulgi. "This one is really good. I promise."

Warily, you give it a try.

When Namjoon doesn't see you pulling a grimace he says, "See? I told you it was good."

"You said that all the times before. This is the fourth drink," Seulgi points out.

Namjoon shrugs. "My job is done here." His gaze wanders from the bar to the crowd of people dancing on the dance floor. He clasps his hands. "I'm just gonna..." He walks into the crowd of people and you hope he won't try to impress a girl with his poor choices of drinks.

You feel the glass slip in your hand as Jungkook takes it. He's been sitting next you all night.

You watch him taste it. "Isn't this a little too strong for you?"

"Yeah, but I didn't want him get me another one. So I didn't say anything."

"He would've spent the whole night trying to find something you'd like," Seulgi says, sipping on her own drink.

"You think we'll see him again?" you ask Jungkook, pointing at the crowd where Namjoon has disappeared.

"Nah, he told me he needed to get his mind off things today."

You notice a guy looking at you from across the club. He's leaning against the bar counter. You intuitively you move closer to Jungkook. He immediately understands, resting his warm hand on your thigh. And as quickly as the guy eyed you up and down he spins around.

Having Jungkook as your friend comes in handy sometimes.

"Oh, me too," Seulgi groans.

Your eyebrows furrow at that. Nothing has happened in her life recently that should make her say something like that.

"Why?" you inquire.

"I'll tell you later." She pushes the glass you had placed on the table into your hand. "Let's get drunk and then dance, please."

"But..." You examine the drink in your hands. "I don't wanna drink this."

"What do you want? Lemme get you something," Jungkook offers. He holds his empty glass up. "Gonna get myself something too."

"Strawberry Daiquiri, please."

As Jungkook leaves, you feel Seulgi's gaze on you.

You cock your head to the side. "What's up?"

Seulgi downs the rest of her drink. "I don't understand you."

Scooting a little closer to her - now that Jungkook's gone, you can feel the looks of many men ogling at Seulgi and you - you change glasses with Seulgi because whatever it was that Namjoon had got for you, it was a bit too much.

"Watchu mean?"

"I just don't get why you and Jungkook don't...y'know, try to be more than friends."

You quirk an eyebrow but Seulgi remains unfazed. She's confronted you with this question multiple times - most of the times with a sharp sideway glance at Jungkook, eyebrows up on her forehead and then back at you.

"Never."

"At least fuck him?"

"Seulgi."

"You don't think he's fuckable? Y/n, please. Don't tell me you haven't been staring at those thighs all night 'cause I certainly did."

"Jungkook is handsome, but that's not the point."

"Then tell me. What's stopping you?"

You tap a manicured finger on the round of the glass. A sigh escapes your lips.

"What?" she asks. "Does he not meet your standards? Is he not enough for you?"

"I - I don't know."

Seulgi wears a questioning look on her face. "What do you mean you don't know?"

"I don't wanna ruin what we have right now." You shrug. "I don't want things to get weird between us. I mean, yeah, I shouldn't assume what could happen without even trying but ... I don't wanna risk anything. Not with Jungkook." You nibble at your bottom lip. "I can't imagine my life without Jungkook. And I don't wanna lose him because of something stupid that could've easily been avoided."

"As long as I have him in my life I don't care in which relation to me. I just need him," you tell her.

"Jungkook's got you wrapped around his finger," Seulgi says.

"No." you frown, deeply in denial. "I just really like him."

You switch glasses with Seulgi again and take a big sip of whatever Namjoon had ordered.

"Let's talk about something else."

"I just don't get why you and Jungkook don't...y'know, try to be more than friends."

Jungkook comes to an abrupt halt.

Had he really just hear Seulgi say that? To you?

Jungkook shouldn't be listening on your conversation. He knows that. But he had to know your answer to Seulgi's question.

"Never."

Was this his instant karma for eavesdropping?

Jungkook feels something twist in his stomach with a strange pain.

It's not like he expected a different answer. But maybe there was a spark of hope that made his heart beat a little faster.

He almost starts walking again when he hear Seulgi asking, "At least fuck him?"

And that catches his attention again.

"Seulgi."

"You don't think he's fuckable? Y/n, please. Don't tell me you haven't been staring at those thighs all night Cause I certainly did."

He's noticed your glances. But he didn't think anything of it.

"Jungkook is handsome, but that's not the point."

Jungkook has spent a lot of time thinking about what he could do or change for you to make you like him the way he likes you. So what is he missing?

"What?" Seulgi asks. "Does he not meet your standards? Is he not enough for you?"

Jungkook gulps.

Suddenly the whole club is silent. And he's waiting for your answer. Seconds pass and you don't say a single word.

All at once, every cell in Jungkook's body becomes ice cold and every part of him freezes. His feet are frozen in place. He can't move. Jungkook needs to know what you're gonna say next.

He must look ridiculous right now - standing quietly in a club while everyone around him is dancing, chatting and laughing.

"I - I don't know."

Everything is silent in Jungkook's ears, but at that moment, he heard his heart breaking. Right in the middle. And Jungkook knows he isn't imagining it, because he felt it. It's deep and painful and so intense.

And that's Jungkook's cue to turn around and leave.

Jungkook doesn't allow himself to dwell on his feelings. He shouldn't be having them in the first place. It was his own fault. His own stupidity.

So he walks back to the bar, putting both drinks on the counter. He exhales deeply and stares at the marbled counter to calm himself.

In the corner of his eye sees a woman standing right next to him. Jungkook looks at her. She has a playful, teasing smile on her crimson lips. And soon, he feels himself looking at her the same way.

"Hey," Jungkook says.

"Hi." She bats her eyelashes. "Can I have that?" She points her finger at the Strawberry Daiquiri he had originally ordered for you.

"Of course." He hands her the drink. Jungkook won't come back to you anyway.

"What's your name, pretty?"

She giggles at the pet name.

"I'm Sora."

#jeon jungkook #jungkook angst #dilf jungkook #jungkook fic #jungkook scenario #bts angst #bts fanfic #bts imagine #jungkook x reader

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heartingeto · 10 months

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𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨

Summary: Who was to say, that he didn’t love you, how couldn’t he love you?

Pairing: Geto x Black Reader

Genre:Fluff maybe a little bit of Smutt! I might just continue this too!. (17+ please, if I see an ageless person I will block your acc!) 3+k wrd count!

Warnings: Possessive, a little bit of stalking! Childhood friends! Jealousy! Wholesome moments maybe! Well I think they’ll be wholesome! dom!geto, spitting! Just a lil bit of nsfw!!!

You were cuddling your Kirby plushie in your bed, even wearing a bonnet that contained the color of red. Wondering what you’ll do to your hair, soon you’d let go of the plushie sitting up, you were only laced in some loose shorts, with a small top piece. Soon, you heard your phone buzz. Glancing, you grabbed it from your dresser which made you scoot back towards the opposite edge of the bed. Looking at the Notification, your vision caught a glimpse of Suguru's message. The little nickname he had was ‘Plushguru’ with the pleased emoji.

Plushguru: Hey, you down to meet up? I have something to ask you.

You really wondered what he wanted to ask, it seemed urgent at least, so you quickly replied with, , ,

You: Oh! Of course, just let me get dress, see you around 10?

Plushguru: Yeah, see you around 10 Y/n I’ll be waiting like always.

You heart his message, not thinking about replying since you were already up and about. Prancing out of your pajamas , you made your way towards the bathroom quickly taking a shower. 14 minutes passed, you were already out, fixing your curly hair into two parted buns, with your curly bangs being put out. You applied eyeliner, with lipgloss and a little bit of foundation. Your skin was milky brown so the foundation was a little darker, you thought it made your skin stand out more. Moving on to clothing, you’d put on a cute half shirt that showed a bit of your stomach. The color contained black, with a gummy bear design.

For the lower clothing, you’d wear some joggers, really the outfit was cute but lazy! Adding, to the fuzzy white slippers with your manicured white toenails, and visible to your fingernails. Next, you added coconut lotion, with a little bit of perfume to your taste. Once such was done, you’d make your way out your apartment locking the door. You headed towards the sidewalk already and you decided to tell him you’d be there in 5 minutes since the park wasn’t even far .

Now, you were walking alongside the trail? It’s been two minutes since seeing Suguru from a view, he realized it was you and Waved. A gesture smile lifted up on his cheeks with his bold structure taking a walk towards you. God..you knew he was your childhood friend but..the way he was present made your heart feel so ever at ease. Skipping a beat now wasn’t it? You've been in love with the man ever since, y’all were kids, and it made you ponder there. Your body stiffness makes him notice. So without Geto wasting any time he brought his hand up, snapping his fingers since from his view it seemed like you were daydreaming, which in fact you were. Such made you shake your head in response coming back to reality, you decided to break the silence. “Mmmm..Uru..watchu wanted to talk about?” Your voice was rather soft, it’s always been softened in the most outrageous situations. He didn’t say anything, but you paid close attention to the changing of his body movementum. Was he hesitant? It seemed like he wanted to step closer but he just stayed there. Now this wasn’t like him, he was always so honest, so.. playful. Before you could even say anything he spoke first— yes…it shocked you. “Y/n…you know, I’ve been thinking, and I think we should date.” He actually said the word?? You could feel the pounding in your chest, it was your heart..beating from his confession, it was as if he heard you too. Cause he was now, moving much closer..his eyelids closed and he’d let out a gentle sigh. Your mouth parted to speak.

“Date…?”

Well? Guys I was gonna add more!!! But I’m making part 2, this might even be a Series !! So you’ll see like!! A whole bunch of ..nsfw!! Smutty shit,,, In part two! Thank uuu!

#x reader #jjk x reader #writers on tumblr #writing #getou suguru smut #series #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #geto fluff #geto smut #jjk headcanons #jjk fanfic

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caelumsnuff · 2 months

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hehe lemme do this character sorter thing i wanna know who they think my favs are

Waow! Im so surprised! (Lie)

Vega watchu doin down there homie

The bottom three are so accurate tho 😭 Anton’s voice grosses me out, i hate James’ stupid little guts, and Guy is one of if not the most annoying character in the Redactedverse

#mine #redacted asmr #redacted audio

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incorrectmlpstudentsixquotes · 8 months

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(Sandbar and Smolder in front of a camera with Gallus twerking in the background…)

Smolder: Hey, guys! Smolder here with my pal, Sandbar.

Sandbar: Hey all you beautiful people.

Smolder: Today’s stream is a charity drive, just pay us and we’ll do a request! That’s Gallus in the back by the way. Say ‘Hi’ Gallus!

Gallus: (still twerking) Hey.

Sandbar: All proceeds for this stream goes to the Griffonstone Restoration Project, so help us out! I believe in you.

Smolder: All of the School of Friendship is in on this too, so support for the school is support for the project. Oh hey, we got a big donation already! You want Gallus to…

Sandbar: Twerk… even harder?

Smolder: I don’t know if I should kinkshame that, but I really wanna… I’m kinkshaming.

Smolder: Oh well, a promise is a promise. Twerk harder, Gallus!! Do it for Griffonstone!!

Gallus: (proceeds to twerk faster) On it.

Smolder: Yeah!! We also have Silverstream here with us.

Sandbar: She volunteered to do a special stunt for us.

Smolder: Watchu gonna do, Silv?

Silverstream: (camera cuts to her, surrounded by Monster and Five Hour energy drinks) I’m drink all this stuff at once!! Think I’ll take thirteen of these and forty of these and just see what happens!!

Gallus: (running off-screen) Ocellus! Silverstream found the energy drinks!!

Sandbar: Uh, Silv? That sounds kinda dangerous?

Smolder: Yeah, you’re gonna die!!

Silverstream: HAHAHA!! ToO lAtE, aLrEaDy DrAnK tHeM aLl!!

Smolder: Silverstream!! Holy Fuck!!

Sandbar: Oh my god!! Someone get Ocellus!!

Silverstream: HeY gUyS, i CaN’t FeEl My FaCe!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

(BOOOOM!!)

Smolder: …..

Sandbar: …..

Ocellus: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

Gallus: I told you, Cell, she found the energy drinks!

Ocellus: Uggggghh… Well, she’ll be back in three months. Let’s just not tell Swift about this-

Swift Foot: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

Ocellus: Goddamnit.

Swift Foot: Are they still streaming?!

Ocellus: IT’S FOR CHARITY YOU SON OF A BITCH!!

Smolder: …. We’re gonna brb…

#Submitted by: Admin #source: dogtit #Smolder #Sandbar #Gallus #Silverstream #Ocellus #Swift Foot #student six #mlp fim #mlp friendship is magic #my little pony #incorrect quotes

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silverynight · 9 months

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Hi Can you make a fanfic about because of giyuu's crow gives wrong message about tanjiro's death and hashiras makes a funeral and during the funeral tanjiro comes and ve like watchu doing guys (sorry for my English I'm still learning)

This is not a full fic, but I think the idea is similar to what you're looking for.

#demon slayer #anonymous #asks #ask silverynight

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animescapist · 3 months

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ANIME REACTIONS YUBISAKI TO RENREN Episode 1

I've seen some gifs of this around tumblr. I'm not really sure if I would like this one, but it's decently rated in AniList so I thought to give it a try. And so, here we are.

Oh? That's cute.

I'm sorry, but has there been no one else who was this kind to her then? I think you would be unlikely to easily feel attracted to them just through that interaction even though it was a wholesome moment. You only feel like that when this sort of thing happens rarely for you. That's why I asked what I asked earlier. I don't mean to sound critical of that kind of viewpoint, but it is odd to me. Hmm, well, whatever. She felt an attraction to him, noted.

What? Her mother doesn't know sign language? Mom, you should learn it. (°ㅂ°╬)

Yuki reminds me of myself, not because I'm deaf. I don't talk much because it's simply too bothersome to verbalize my thoughts (as in I can't really keep up with my thoughts), and so I just do body language and facial reactions. I can go a day speaking only under 300 words. And on average a person can speak 6k-16k words per day.

An example of how I extremely exhibit this behavior is when I want to call someone's attention but they're far away, I don't call out their name. I would instead just catch up to them and tap their shoulders, and then utter the most minimum words I can to them to get my point across.

That hadn't cross my mind. Do deaf/mute people wish they could be multilinguals? I mean, that's probably not what she was thinking here. But, what are their thoughts about multilingualism? Cause for me I've always liked the idea of learning a different language. I'm trying to learn German and Japanese. But do deaf/mute people have that urge to learn languages, I wonder?

Oh! Now that would make my heart skip a beat.

AYOOO he's even holding her hand! AYOOOOOO! This is a big deal in Japan, right? YOOOOO. Oh my gosh, I'm blushing. AHAHAHAAHHA

DUDE'S AINT ON A WAITING GAME BRO. HE'S ALREADY CONSIDERING LEARNING SIGN LANGUAGE. Well, that could also be because he just likes to learn languages.

I know watchu thinking, Yuki. To you, it's a small world cause you were able to find him like this by chance. But he's a traveller by heart, so he would think the world is huge. BUT I KNOW YOU, YUKI. I SEE YA.

Wait, what? Brooo. They're just flirting right off the bat! Bro. If next episode they don't date, I'm losing it. This is so obvious. It's clear as day.

Oh my god, no way. In just one episode they made it work. Oh my god. Finally! No beating around the bush bs. I love this! This is awesome! Wow. I did not expect it to be that quick. But you know what, sometimes in real life it works just like that. So guys, don't be afraid and take that chance!

He smells trouble. I'm sensing an insecure fellow.

Well, I expected to cringe watching this since I don't normally like romance genres, although they still give me chills sometimes. It's not a favorite genre, that's all. But I really like that they're not going for a slow burn or a pesky route of chasing or pining for each other. Here, the characters have a great sense of their emotions, and they're willing to take a leap of faith. I like that very much. So I am going to continue watching this series for sure.

#anime reaction #yubisaki to renren #a sign of affection

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gumbxz · 2 years

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🕸🕸🕸🕸🕸

eddie munson x reader

reader is polynesian and plays volleyball !! she teaches eddie how to play thinking he wants to learn, but eddie is really doing this to check her out..oh and some poly phrases that’ll be used i shall translate if your yall 💯

btw this is kinda short so sorry ☹️

poly slang:

lick - fight/beat up

fuckah - fucker lol

shoutout to my fellow poly girls, i see you, i’m lurking and in stalking when you least expect it.))

🕸🕸🕸🕸🕸

eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off you. i mean no one can. you look like an absolute goddess. of course you didn’t have much friends besides some of the jocks who really thought their pride could beat you in a short game of volleyball. the amount of power you had every time you spiked that volleyball sent him.

he’d sit everyday on the bleachers and just watch you. you never cared really. you were too focused to pay attention to him. from afar he thought you were taller then him, but up close man, you were a little smaller then him, but your thighs could definitely crush him. and he would die a happy man.

dustin and mike would catch onto why he’d cancel nearly every saturday night session. as soon as they found out, eddie was pissed. even threatens to kill them if they told anyone. they haven’t let out a peep.

one day the jocks were catcalling you and calling you some pretty fucked up shit.

“hey! why don’t you quit volleyball and show us some hula.”

“let’s see your coconuts!!”

this pissed him off. seeing you get called out in the middle of the cafeteria just made you go literal ape.

“watchu want ‘den you fuckah! i’ll lick your friends in one fight if you talk smack to me, brah.”

what beautiful and elegant native tongue, eddie had thought to himself. you never really showed much of your accent since it was pretty mellow. but when you did, everyone could tell you was def a polynesian. and you were proud. of course you had to leave home because of how bad your family had it, but you miss home everyday.

after that, eddie finally spoke to you for the first time. a full blown conversation.

“um hey! i like the way you hit the ball.”

“hm? you talkin’ to me?”

“yeah! i’m eddie. you’re (y/n), right?”

“ho, you stalkin me hoale!”

“ uh what does that mean..?”

“basically one white person. but i like you. you have nice hair.”

“oh! haha..thanks ! can you uh, show me how to play volleyball..?”

you smile and tell him to follow you to the volleyball court. he couldn’t stop staring at your legs. they were both plushy but full of muscle…he wanted to bite them but refused.

“alright, you stand infront of me and i’ll stand here okay. you’re gonna have to squat and pop your bum out and have your arms stretched out, ‘kay?”

he nodded his head, and you spiked the ball. and he was too late and got hit in the fuckin face. he lost balance and fell back and held his face. “SHIT!” you shouted and tan towards him. holding his face and seeing his nose was bleeding.

“shit- i’m so sorry, edds.”

“nah nah- i’m forever thankful and in your debt..sweet warrior princess.”

the face you made was terrifying, not a single sign of happiness. yet you bursted out laughing. a laugh he didn’t think he’d hear come from you. it made him feel all fuzzy inside.

“you’re one funny guy, yeah? i like you.”

you began petting his hair and playing with it, making him tremble in your lap. your eyes were captivating as always.

“what’s it like where you’re from..? is it always sunny.”

he wipes his nose with his sleeve, the leather covered in a dark maroon. you help him up in the process and think of what words to say.

“well, it’s sunny and nice. shitty me and my family had to leave cuz we got evicted. they were building fancy houses in our land. so we had to leave.”

“shit, that’s fucking fucked. i’m sorry to hear you go through that, i’m glad you’re here now. hope it’s just as awful as it is here.”

“trust me it is, but, you seem like someone genuine and not fake. i like you a lot. you have pretty hair too.”

he couldn’t say anything and just stood there. cheeks pinks while you touch his hair and fix his bangs.

“you wanna go eat out?”

“yes please!”

“uh..like get some dinner, brah..”

“oh YEAH! of course, that sounds amazing!! take out or dinning in??”

“hm, i guess take out would be nice. i like crash your place.”

“y-yeah…sure…”

🕸🕸🕸🕸🕸

i feel like, me personally, if eddie met an independent and overall tough ass girl, he’d go instant puppy mode hehe - gummy

#Spotify #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #polynesian reader #eddie is a huge simp #reader plays volleyball

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rosemariad · 7 months

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Supernatural Season 11 Part 1

So the consequence of last season's tomfoolery is the unleashing of the darkness, as per Death's explanation before he got sliced by Death (I'm still not over how easy it was to take down such an ancient OP character)

And the darkness is a chick?! Whaaaaaaaaaaa-

Billie starts out in season 11 - okay - I know she's an enemy but I'm a fan of hers. She's sooo beautiful!!!! I love her look!!!! She ain’t takin’ no shit from the Winchesters either. That is a woman I can get behind - sowwwwwwwwwwwwy lol.

Why does Cas have to get fucked up yet again?!?!?!?! Why did Rowena turn him in an attack dog, damn!

The darkness unleashed some sort of virus ala The Crazies - 'member that movie (both original and remake)

The baby we find at the beginning of the season becomes the vessel for the darkness - she grew up so fast lol. Poor baby tho and her family 🥺

Rowena really tried starting a new coven -XD the name was soooo corny Mega Coven, really?! 🤣

I'm glad the sick/crazed Cas stuff is over but its only a matter of time before something else goes wrong with him. It's like the only reason he's kept around cuz lord knows the showrunners don't care about Destiel 🙃

Meanwhile the darkness is out and about as a little girl who's eating a healthy dose of humans, then demons, then humans again, totally unimpressed by Crowley and his shit 🤣

We have to see Metatron again ugh!!! Can someone kill him already?!?!?!?!

He really thought Cas was afraid. Child please. He's angry and he has so many reasons to be, between getting cockblocked by Sam and others, cockteased by Dean, having to compete with Crowley and women for Dean's attention (though where are the women, or is it all about AmaraxDean this season?), getting hated on by Heaven, getting cursed by Rowena and fucked over by Metatron personally and more than once, of course duh!

Sam! Poor baby thought God was speaking to him but it was the devil all along. He wants out of the cage and needs Sam to do it cuz another consequence of the darkness fiasco is the cage weakened some. Shame we didn't get to see Michael or Adam 🙃 (it was a great opportunity to bring back the apocalypse stuff from season 5, but oh well, that's what fanfiction's for!)

So instead of Sam who stands up to this bully, Castiel ends up busting him out (Cas baby no!)

Dean thinks Cas is fine, Dean when is Cas ever fine?! He hasn't been fine since he started helping you stupid!!!!!!! I guess Dean says that cuz he needs Cas to be fine, but my God the powers of Dean's denial are so strong!!!!!

Why Cas, why would you give yourself over to the devil 😭 and he was so passive. He only intervened when Lucifer was choking the shit outta Sam and decided oh wait Sam can’t die Dean would hate me forever I must intercede smh.

I have to say the line “grim face of angelic constipation” made me chuckle XD

That episode was pointless though since the supposed hand of God was useless and those people met their fate anyway - shoutout to that crew and the Woman of Letter Delfine - they were heroes. A somber end having Dean sat on his lonesome at the dock.

Sam watchu mean Cas won’t come back willingly - and abandon his sweet Dean. Never! He’s only doing it for Dean in the first place!!! Cuz the only alternative was for the devil go into Sam and there was no way they were gonna let that happen - though it would have made for an interesting season!

Another guy Dean goes Gaga over tho I’m not sure if its him being a fan or something else 😉 lololol

So we meet Eileen this season - she was awesome! She suffered no fools and took no prisoners lol. Almost killed Sam fucking Winchester. Talk about a meet-cute gone brutal 😂

It was nice to see Bobby and Rufus again - especially at Rufus’ savage top form, busting Bobby and everyone else’s balls 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 when he demanded Bobby tell the truth instead of whatever story he was gonna say to seem cool 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

When he sees that family together at the end 😭 what a softie.

Dean got to see Bobby again…awwwww but it turns out this episode (at least the parts that Bobby and Rufus were in) was during season 4 - and Dean was a prissy bitch! So rude, entitled and ungrateful. Bobby shouldn’t have had to put up with that!

Sam got shot but I wasn’t worried! We got 4 more seasons, he ain't going anywhere. But Dean was losing his mind again…Jesus honey there’s more to life than your baby bro! I mean I understand - he raised this boy, invested so much but this shit ain't healthy. He committed suicide to talk to a reaper who’s told him in no uncertain terms that if the Winchesters die she’s gonna keep them that way. Did he really think she’d be willing to cut him a deal? Hell nah. He’s lucky that doctor was good at his job! And that Sam swooped in and saved the day, survivor that he is!

That poor woman at the end though, so devoid of hope, just like Dean will be in a few seasons (yeah I know about that shit. I’ll address it when I finally watch those episodes).

Speaking of Dean losing hope - he works with Crowley & Rowena to try to save Cas. Why does Sam keep saying Cas ain’t coming back - you don’t know - we’re not in season 15 - lemme stop

The way Dean kept calling out to Cas - poor bby. Of course the devil mocked him, what a dick!

Crowley tried to help too, got beat up by the devil (again) for his trouble. Cas c’mon stand up to the son of a bitch!

Amara came busting in like the baddest of bitches - didn’t break a sweat when the devil attacked her.

Cesar & Jesse - ugh I loved them!!!!! We need more Latinos in this show!!! They won’t be back since they apparently retired but good for them! They got the fuck out!

Lol when Dean assumed they were brothers - they look nothing alike Dean 🤣🤣🤣🤣

When Dean asked what it was like - to tough, swole men together like that - why you curious Dean 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

They were really trying to recruit them - I was like oh heeeeell noooooo don’t wrap them up in your shit they’re too innocent sexy bears you leave them alone!!!!! We don’t need to befriend more people to have them die for the Winchesters enough is enough. I’m still not over Kevin. That poor bby.

Part 2 incoming!

#supernatural #supernatural season 11 #dean winchester #castiel #deancas #destiel #sam winchester #kevin tran #chuck shurley #metatron #crowley #rowena macleod #casifer #Cesar and Jesse #Billie supernatural #Amara supernatural

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pleasemymel0dy · 10 months

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@corruptedsorrow

Wow, this guy was walking on a building. Walking! What would humans think of next?

Out of curiosity, My Melody floated closer to the stranger, silently. Then after a moment of watching him, she spoke up.

"Hey watchu doing up here?!"

#corruptedsorrow #|| HEYA

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soupsspoons · 10 months

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24. Ugly

Maggie was working in the garden when Hannah found her. It wasn't that she was looking for her necessarily, but Hannah was glad to see the woman.

"I heard about that guy Daryl and Rick brought back," Hannah spoke as they knelt in the dirt, pulling weeds from the soil. It wasn't Hannah's shift in the garden, but she knew how Maggie could overwork herself, even with her baby on the way. Hannah decided that, after everything Maggie had done for her, it was the least she could do.

"Jesus?" Maggie said, her voice heavy with an accent.

"That's his name?" Hannah stopped pulling at the weed she was working on, "Really?"

Maggie gave a light chuckle, "He says that's what they call him at his colony"

"That's where Rick and everyone are headed today, his colony?" Hannah asked as she went back to the weeds.

Maggie nodded at her words. The two became silent as they focused on their work, but Hannah continued to think about what was to come. She had yet to meet this 'Jesus', but she wanted to believe in what he had said. If there really was more out there, Hannah hoped that they could find it through him.

She went home after finishing up in the garden, only to come out moments later with two proudly wrapped sandwiches in her hands. Hannah felt a little embarrassed at the idea, but she wanted so desperately for something good to come out of this trip. So, she would do what she could to help.

"Hey, kid," Daryl said without turning from the trailer as Hannah approached. He was hauling a box of different weaponry into the back, locking it in place before turning to face the girl.

"Watchu got there?" He asked, wiping his hands off and pointing to the wrapped food in her hands.

"I made you some sandwiches. You know, for on the road or whatever." She spoke nonchalantly, holding out the packages to Daryl. He took them from her hands and inspected them for a moment.

"There's two of 'em," Daryl said bluntly and Hannah's brows furrowed.

"Yeah," She told him, "One for the way there, one for the way back."

Daryl let himself smile at her words, something she knew he didn't do very often, and he moved both sandwiches into one of his hands.

"Well, let's hope they taste better than they look. Cause it looks like shit," Daryl said lightheartedly and Hannah laughed.

"Okay," she said before turning away to help the others. Before she could leave though, Daryl called her name.

"You know, if you ever want to come out on one of these runs or something, I'm sure it wouldn't be too bad. You're smart."

Hannah smiled. She looked around for a moment, noticing how almost everyone she knew was outside, helping to send the group off to Jesus's colony. Just behind Daryl, Hannah could see Carl knelt beside some red jerrycans he must have just filled with gas, talking with his dad. Hannah looked back to Daryl.

"I'll think about it," was all she told him. Daryl nodded at her words.

"Ok," He spoke, opening the passenger side door of the trailer, "Thanks Hannah," He raised the sandwiches that were still in his hand. She gave him a wide smile before leaving him to finish his work on the trailer.

Rick had left Carl by the time Hannah got to him. He was standing now, putting his final plastic container into one of the cars.

"Hey," Hannah spoke and Carl turned his head to her.

"Hey, Hannah."

She knelt down beside Carl, picked up the last container, and lifted it up by the handle, carrying it to the car. It felt extra heavy on her arm, forcing her to strain as she pulled it up to the trunk of the car. Hannah paid no mind to the sensation, but she took note that it was the arm on the side of her body that had been injured all that time ago. It felt like forever since the attack, Hannah thought, look how far they had come.

"You going with your dad?" Hannah asked once her hands were empty.

Carl now leaned on the closed trunk, facing Hannah who was standing just in front of him.

"No, I don't think I should," Hannah cocked her head, questioning what he meant, "I mean, someone's gotta take care of this place while everyone's gone." Carl paused, dropping his eyes from Hannah's before giving a soft smile and a shake of his head, "Besides, a kid with a fucked up face probably wouldn't make the best first impression anyway."

"Carl," Hannah rebuked his words as if it were a reflex. Carl shrugged, not meaning it as anything more than a joke. Still, Hannah hated to hear him say it. He wasn't fucked up. And even if he was, weren't they all? Wasn't she? The jagged scars across Hannah's own body almost burned at the thought. Did he think that of her? She never saw Carl's injury as something shameful, but rather a reminder. It was a reminder of all that he had been through, what they had all been through.

"Well, you can't protect this place all by yourself can you?" Hannah smiled at the surprise on Carl's face.

"You don't have--" Carl began to speak before they heard Abraham yell out from beside the trailer.

"Let's chew up some asphalt!" He called, his gun tucked into his arm.

Before Carl could continue his sentence, Hannah gave him a small goodbye and returned to Daryl, who was readying himself to get in the trailer with the others.

"Hey," Daryl said when Hannah came beside him, "You coming with us?"

"No, I think I'm gonna stay here," Hannah told him. Though she couldn't see it, Daryl looked past her, making eye contact with Carl.

"Don't worry about it, kid," Daryl gave Hannah a knowing look that she didn't quite understand, "It's probably better you don't see me gagging on those sandwiches."

Hannah smiled at the man before wrapping her arms around his torso, pulling him into an unexpected hug.

"Good luck," she said.

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After the group left, it began to rain. Hannah had wanted to go to her gazebo, hoping to reread one of her books once more, but instead, she found herself hiding from the weather inside the infirmary.

She expected to see Denise inside, which she wouldn't have minded but found the room completely empty when she arrived. The first thing Hannah noticed when she stepped inside was how quiet it was. She hadn't been back since Carl was hurt, but Hannah had always been a little weary of the building since her own attack. However, as she let her hands run over all of the equipment that was still strewn about, gauze, scissors, and needles, Hannah realized how peaceful the infirmary really was.

Quickly, though, that peace was disturbed by someone heavy-handedly opening the door.

Hannah turned swiftly, surprised at the sudden noise, and saw Carl standing in the doorway.

"Oh, sorry," He spoke, "I was just looking for Denise."

"Don't worry about it." Neither of them spoke after that. The room was silent, save only for the sound of Carl shuffling farther into the space.

"Um, I don't think Denise is here. Do you need something?" Hannah asked, filling the air.

"Oh no, um... I just, Denise usually helps me change my bandages," Carl said almost nervously, gesturing to the wrap around his face.

"Oh," Hannah thought for a moment, "Well, I can help you. I know where Denise keeps the gauze and everything."

Carl immediately dismissed her, shaking his head as she spoke.

"Really, I don't mind. I know how to do it if that's what you're worried about." Hannah tried once more, pointing to her own head. She had wrapped her own bandages after the attack.

"No, no it's not that, it's just, " Carl paused, leaning his body against the wall behind him, looking at Hannah who now stood by the gurney in the center of the room, "It's pretty gross."

"Okay," was all Hannah said, so Carl continued.

"I don't want to scare you," he said it softly like he himself was scared.

"You couldn't scare me, Carl."

"Hannah--" Carl sighed, but she wouldn't let him disparage himself.

"Really," She assured the boy, "Even when I first met you, I mean I thought I was scared of you, all of you. But I wasn't scared of you, I was scared of what you represented, what you reminded me of. But look at us now, I mean, we go outside the walls, we--we tell each other things. I trust you, Carl, I--" Hannah paused her ramble, sighing, "I could never be scared of you."

"And hey," She continued, her voice lighter, "I've seen some pretty nasty stuff," referencing her own injuries once more.

Carl was silent at her words, but Hannah could see his thoughts running quickly. His brows were furrowed slightly and he couldn't quite look her in the eyes. It wasn't until he finally spoke that Hannah could see his face again.

"It's really ugly, Hannah," His voice wavered as he said it, and Hannah remembered how young he really was. How young they both were.

Before she could think to do anything else, Hannah turned from Carl and walked to where she knew the gauze was kept. She came back with a roll and handed it to Carl. He looked at the white material in her hands and then back to Hannah.

"What?" He breathed out. Hannah only gestured to the gauze again, and Carl began to understand what she was doing for him. Slowly, he took his hat off and placed it down on the gurney beside Hannah. He then turned, his back facing the girl, and began to unravel the old bandaging from around his head. Hannah watched as his hair moved with it, getting caught slightly in the fibers of the material. She then saw him lower his head, unraveling the gauze she had given him. He made a small square and held it to his face, before wrapping a new piece around his head. When he was finished, he turned back to Hannah, who hadn't moved at all.

The first thing she noticed when he turned was the way the gauze was twisted just over his ear, causing it to bunch around the square on his eye. Slowly, Hannah moved closer to Carl, who could only watch her.

"Can I at least fix it," Hannah asked hesitantly, a soft smile on her lips.

Carl nodded. He moved past her, sitting on the gurney she had been leaning on.

Hannah neared the boy, just to the side of his knees, feeling his eyes follow her as she moved. Carefully, Hannah let her fingers fall on the gauze, holding it in place over his eye as she re-wrapped it around his head. When it lay flat, Hannah tucked the end back into itself, carefully so as not to tug on his long hair.

As Hannah finished, Carl looked up at her, and Hannah was forced to look back.

"You're not ugly, Carl," Hannah whispered, not looking away from his brown eyes. Almost immediately, Carl's head turned, embarrassed at her words, but Hannah put her finger to his chin, turning him back to face her. "You're not. I think you're really pretty."

As if to solidify her point, Hannah bent her neck and kissed Carl's cheek. It was soft and warm and smelled so very him.

"So are you," He spoke just as softly as she had.

"Even with this," Hannah mimicked his tone, reaching her fingers to carefully touch the etching on her face. She said it lightly, but Carl could see the truth in her words. He began to regret his words from earlier, not thinking about what they might have meant to her. They were the same, both so deeply messed up, and yet she was beautiful.

He said nothing as he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her soft torso. Like a magnet, Hannah rested her head atop his, feeling his thick, and yet so very soft, hair caressing her neck.

Carl smiled deeply into her chest, breathing in her warm smell, and spoke, "Thank you."

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Hiiiii Loveliessss!! Ahhhhh I really like this part. I have so many exciting chapters planned ahead of this, and I'm so excited to start writing them for next time. I hope you all enjoyed this one!!

Look at our girl making moves! How do we feel about that little moment they had???

Thanks for Reading!

EDIT: For reference, here's some poorly edited pictures of how I imagine Hannah's scar looks

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