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meaningofaeons · 2 years ago

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⊹ character(s) - sampo koski ⊹ word count - 1.7k ⊹ notes - gn!reader, angsty, hurt/comfort?? possibly slightly ooc sampo sorry </3, unedited

ugh I rlly couldn't help myself making my first work on this account sampo (tho I really did consider svarog LMAO he's grown on me a lot) but I hope you all like!! this is like. my redebut onto tumblr writing hehe ^w^

Surely, there couldn't be a more unbearable man on this planet — no, maybe in the entire universe — than Sampo Koski.

Perhaps he had his good sides, though, you would find yourself musing every once in a while.

Sure, he was a filthy conman, always tunnel-visioned on his next profit. Not much consideration for strangers aside from their pockets, not to mention that terrible habit of his to spam anyone whose contact he could get his hands on with scam ads and malware links he was paid a pretty sum to spread. Even his own 'friends' wouldn't be spared from his constant phishing attempts.

Maybe he did get a bit too reckless if the job was especially large, especially profitable, and maybe he did sometimes ditch just before the bill at a restaurant would arrive, and maybe he did piss off a group of automatons, causing them to chase you two to the edge of town until —

You sighed irritably, pinching your temple as you tried to refocus your thoughts.

In spite of all that, Sampo did have his benefits, you surmised.

He had ended up dropping in at just the right time during that automaton chase, even though you'd assumed mere moments earlier that his disappearance from your side meant he had run for the hills and left you behind. You avoided a lot worse injuries thanks to him that day.

And yeah, he did stop that miner from scamming you out of a good chunk of your paycheck that one time — albeit at the cost of another group of naïve victims who he led the man directly to. 'The only one who can swindle you out of all your pocket money is me!' he had claimed, and promptly received a beating over the head.

But once you opened your eyes again, beholding the sight of Sampo Koski sat on his knees before you in shame, twiddling his thumbs as he glanced to the side with a guilty smile...

You weren't quite sure his positive aspects could completely abate your wrath.

On this very day, the man before you had asked you to come with him to Rivet Town to assist with a 'very important business discussion'. You, foolishly, decided to trust him again.

'Give him the benefit of the doubt,' you'd thought. 'Maybe this time it's actually something honest. Maybe this'll really help him.'

Rather than a discussion, though, the foxlike man had instead led you right to a large group of automatons.

'It'll be fine,' he'd said, shrugging. 'Just need some scrap metal for a client! It's technically still a business discussion, we're just discussing with our weapons rather than our mouths!'

So he'd left you to dismantle the automaton pile, until another group of very much active robots had spotted you two and barreled towards you for vengeance.

The man hadn't even noticed in your collective fleeing that one of the bots had managed a sizable gash on your leg, hindering your escape until the two of you finally stumbled back into town.

Of course, the filthy scammer escaped unscathed himself.

Just recalling the incident sent you into further distress as the pain ached in your leg — you hadn't bothered to get it treated by Natasha yet, too focused on giving your 'business partner' a piece of your mind as soon as possible.

Sampo didn't dare speak a word himself. Your stormy expression was enough for him to keep his trap shut tight, too afraid of your mood to risk worsening it.

He had really done it with his latest stunt — a little 'prank gone wrong', as he put it, until he saw just how upset you were — and he knew it, too.

"I just..." Green eyes immediately shot over towards you as you began to speak, but your words only cut off into a heavy sigh, leading you to slump into a chair in the corner of your dingy apartment. Seeing you kneading your forehead with a look of exhaustion more so than anything else, the sly man took his chances with a conversation.

"L-Like I said, Y/N, it was all in good fun!" he laughed anxiously, feeling his palms begin to sweat. "I wasn't actually going to leave you to get all the parts by yourself, or ditch you when the bots came running, or anything —"

"Quiet."

Your voice shut him up once again.

Sampo was exceedingly nervous today. Usually, you'd just get angry with him, expression twisting into that cute, flushed pout that he'd gotten so fond of.

You'd hit him over the head, scold him loudly, drag him by the ear... but you were never silently angry. Not like this.

"Does it really make you happy?" your voice echoed through the room at last, your face still hidden beneath your exasperated hands. "Is it really that fun? Are you getting a good laugh at my expense?"

Sampo's smile, though nervous, fell.

"You know, Sampo Koski," His spine straightened at his full name being used, rare shame filling his cheeks. He felt like he was being scolded like a toddler. "You always pull something or other over me. Usually, it's bearable. But it's gotten to be too much."

"Y-Y/N —"

"I choose to offer you my trust in so many ways, and you just...!" Your hands clutched onto your hair in complete vexation. "You always take advantage of it! Always! Even when I try to help you, or give you the benefit of the doubt, try to convince myself you're being honest for once!"

You peered through your fingers at him with one eye.

"I can count on two hands the amount of times you've shockingly come through for me, and yet, I don't even have enough hairs on my head to equal the amount of times you've swindled or betrayed me! This is the last straw, Sampo Koski!"

"Y/N, l-listen —"

"I'm going to Nat's."

His mouth fell agape as you just got up and began walking towards the door as you'd said.

"Wait!"

"What?" you sneered as the man half-rose to his feet, frozen by your glare. "Worried that I'll tattle to her and you'll get another earful to ignore? Don't worry. She knows that every injury I get is your doing, so she's going to find out one way or another."

"...Injury?" Sampo asked, dumbfounded. You raised a brow, thoroughly ticked as you turned and walked away again.

It was then that he noticed the blood soaking your pants, the torn material of your clothes sticking uncomfortably to the gnashed skin. Your limp was more pronounced than he'd like to admit, considering he clearly hadn't noticed it prior to now.

The door slamming brought the man back to his senses, and he immediately pursued you, grabbing onto your wrist before you could make it ten steps away from your home.

"Let go, Sampo! While I'm still being nice!"

"I'm sorry!"

"I don't want to hear it! I —" Upon processing his words, you turned, a look of mild horror washing over your features as you raised a brow again. "...Eh?"

Sure enough, the Sampo Koski had just said the words 'I'm sorry' in a tone that sounded more genuine than anything he'd ever pushed past his lips — that is, if his souring expression was anything to go by.

He'd never said that to you before, not in the several incidents before this, so you certainly hadn't expected it now.

He looked gutted.

"I should've — I shouldn't've — Urgh..." Sampo scratched the back of his neck. You narrowed your eyes.

"Don't tell me this is just you being too afraid of Nat to let me get treated by her."

"No, no, listen," he waved his hands around wildly. "I'm... sure, I'm afraid of Miss Natasha, plenty afraid, in fact! But... being real honest, I'm way more afraid of you walking out on me for good."

His head bowed, and he looked completely downtrodden at this point.

"Y-You've been better to me than most, and I guess... I don't know. I just thought you'd always be there, sorta... Which was wrong of me to assume!" Sampo's speech was jumping all over the place as he hastily attempted to keep your attention, worried a single wrong word would send you walking away again. "Very wrong! I took advantage of ya a lot, and... Well, I'm sorry."

You stood there in silence for a good, long while.

It was plenty of time to make even Sampo nervous. You couldn't deny reveling in the way his fingers twitched anxiously, his eyes darting to you and back to the floor as he awaited your response — or lack of one — to his apology.

Finally, you sighed again. A very long, drawn-out, wrongdoing-emphasizing sigh.

"Well, I assume you can't promise that this will never happen again."

"Heheh... Well, if we're being really, really honest..." he simpered, not meeting your eye. "I can at least promise that I'll never let you get hurt on my watch again, though! Not ever! Koski's honor!"

The comical way he put a fist to his chest, as though mimicking a Silvermane Guard, put a reluctant smile on your face. Finally, you snorted out a laugh, bringing his infamous smile back again as well. This time, however, it was more relieved than mischievous.

"I really hate you sometimes," you murmured, pulling him into a hug as you buried your face in his shoulder. "But I'll let it slide. Last time, Sampo Koski. Don't you mess up again."

"I won't!" he shouted, perhaps a bit too eager. Still-shaky hands found your figure as he gently returned your embrace, something a bit more tender in his eyes when you pulled away. "I won't."

"Fine."

"Now, then, why don't we mosey back on into your house and get that leg patched up, eh?"

"Sorry, Mr. Koski," you teased, folding your hands behind your back as you continued your trek towards Natasha's clinic. "As much as we just shared a heartfelt moment of emotional growth, I don't trust your shoddy patchwork first-aid, not for something that hurts this bad. You'll just have to deal."

Sampo trailed after you like a puppy, rubbing his hands together like the shady businessman he was, familiar swindling smirk back already — though it grew more anxious by the minute as you neared Natasha's.

"Ah, come on! Can't we work out a deal? A bargain?! I said I won't let you get hurt again! We're both reasonable people, right...?"

"Y/N...? Y/N, come on!"

#hsr #honkai star rail #sampo #sampo koski #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #sampo x reader #sampo koski x reader #hsr fanfic

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grrrrrarro · 3 years ago

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YANDERE THE MAN HUSH DUDE HEADCANONS BUT THE READER LOVES HIM BACK?? Btw they make tiktok vids together or share the same humour, They make vids about jokes or making funny vids by reacting or making someone read something & forcing to watch the vid with their reaction lol.

YANDERE the man (John) x reader

Headcanons, filming vids together or forcing each other to react to a weird video or doing weird funny stuff, if you want you can add anything else and yeah lol

Woah that is a long letter u wrote there

I LOVE THE IDEA OMG PLUS THEM PRANKING EACH OTHER omg BUT U FOROGR TO SAY WHAT PRONOUNS TO USE😭*exploes* gonna use she/her :) , there is some dialogue John is green and she is pimk

(Swf)(Request open)(TW:yandere,stalking,bulling people on tiktok)

Yandere silly dude from Hush (le josh) with as silly s/o

When he saw her first time he was sure that he will stalk her a little, spook her with some dead bodies, and kill her (his average sunday)

But after a while he kinda realised that he kinda likes her?? But he didnt pay mind to it(just yet) he still will try to commit crimes

He probably tried to stalk her while she was out in city but she bumped into him and he just 😳🧍 she probably started apologising while he tried to catch his breath.

And imagine if she decided that hes cute and invite him to some cafe. This guy went on mission to gather info to kill her, now He sits there drinking some tea and talks about some drama with her.

He will kinda find her funny, she seemed to have similar sense of humor like him. Then he decides to slow down his kill evil plan and gives her a chancs

His yandere type is defo "youre mine and only mine" but if she gets along with it, he is the biggest cuddle bug and shmol bean ever.

John wont tell her that he loves her (even if she is visably in love with him) and probably plan some evil kidnapind plan(super epic) So yeah he invites her to cute trip in forest total cute, then he ties her arms, then he yeets you in his car (he expects some sort of fight tbh) and drives you to his hause. While she just vibes to songs in radio.

"This is your hause now, try to escape and you wont be so happy" "cool, do you have wifi here" "🧍yea"

God zamn John prepared so hard!! Duble locks on doors, windows with super hard Glass, ect. He was prepared for game in cat and mouse and she just vibes on couch?

"I ordered pizza honey:)" "I cant eat it, I have ligma:(" "whats ligma" "😈 ligma bools"

Shes lucky he loves her because after limga joke he accualy regreted sparing her in first place

Also she would show him the most gen-z memes you can think of and record his reacion "Who is 🤨 among?"

He would blush like crazy when she wears his shirts, he will cuddle her a lot

He works out a lot, and eveytime after, he feels super strong and he just picks her up or play catch or just play-fight

'Damn babe somone just posted rat stealing whole bag of chips, wanna see?" *sees the video* "damn, so us"

He will say stuff like: slay, common W, most sane person in Ohio. This Type of stuff, im sorry if this bothers you

He will give headpats

If shes like tiktok famous and posts funni shit daily, she will try to inculde him. At first only as the guy holding camera or something. But later she will do stuff like "my bf reacting to my skincare routine!" Or "puting make up on my bf! (Not click bait) (he is shocked)"

I SWEAR TIKTOK COMMUTNITY IS THIRSTY THEY WILL SIMP OVER HER MAN

But if they dont mind its win-win because its free comments and likes (and in big scale it means money)

I wanted to post memes at the end but tumblr doesnt like so I prolly post meme right after posting it

Also reader sending him funny shit while he is 'at work' *she sends funny rat meme* "honey i litteraly shoot somone leg off wtf is that" "hehe funi rat"

He loves walks in forest, with hand holding ofc. Also He has ps5 and he will play with her some silly games

Overall 9/10: pros:you get free food, and u dont have to work, u get hugs 12/7. cons: u get kidnaped

I hope its up to ur standards, i made it a little long, john>>

#hush x reader #hush 2016 #yandere slasher x reader #yandere #yandere slashers

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hyunsuks-beanie · 4 years ago

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Never Let You Go

Heeseung x reader; nothing but pure angst

Warnings: Mentions of depression; cheating; suicidal thoughts

Word Count ~4.7k words

Mellow speaks: So even though my Tumblr is acting up, I'm gonna try and post this one, because I'm simply too excited for it! A massive thank you to the lovely anon who requested it, it was a great writing challenge. I've kinda based Y/N off myself, so I hope you like the character hehe. Happy reading!

"Hey baby! How was your-?" "Just leave me alone Y/N, I'm tired."

Sighing, you plop down on the couch, watching your boyfriend's figure retreat towards your shared bedroom. Heeseung had been working his ass off at the office recently, preparing for the comeback. Being the member of a global group brought along with it a hell lot of pressure, and he was doing his best to live up to the expectations that his fans had. Late nights at the practice room and being locked up for hours in the recording room had become a regular occurence, and you tried to be nothing but supportive and understanding of his efforts. You always tried to watch out for him, reminding him to take his meals and rest, and asking him about his day.

But lately, you have started feeling as if your concerns were falling on deaf ears. Not once has Heeseung acknowledged how much you look after him. Not once has he said a simple "thank you," or expressed his gratitude. At first, you tried to shrug it off as him simply being too preoccupied, but now, the uneaten food was and messages left on read were starting to make you feel as if he didn't really care about how much you worried about him. Lately, you have often found yourself questioning if putting so much effort is worth it anymore, when the other person doesn't even notice. Truth be told, you haven't been in the best place yourself, the pressures of work getting to you. It doesn't help that you have always been the type of person to worry about the smallest of things, and treat others' concerns as your own. All of this, combined with your growing worries and hurt over Heeseung's recent behavior, have begun to creep up on you, those imaginary voices making you overthink and taking a toll on your mind. Little by little, your smile has been faltering, and what's hurting you is that no one, not even your own boyfriend, has taken notice.

You have always been the type of person to try and hide your true feelings, for fear of coming across as annoying. And that is just what you are doing even now. Putting on a facade to not worry the love of your life. However, Heeseung had always been great at seeing through your facade, always knowing when you were hurting. But now, it seems like the man who shares the house with you doesn't even spare you so much as a glance, else why wouldn't he have noticed that you were falling apart, bit by bit?

Your train of thought is cut short as Heeseung comes out of the room, having changed into his sweats. Giving him a smile, you try to say something, but he doesn't even look up from his phone as he sits down at the dining table. "Tiring day?," you ask timidly, only to get a mere nod as a reply as he puts his phone down, taking the food out of the casserole. "My mentor praised me today-," you begin, only to be cut off by him yet again. "Big deal Y/N. Look, I'm not in the mood right now, so can we please talk later?" The small smile on your lips gives way to an expression that clearly betrays how hurt you are, yet Heeseung doesn't even bat an eyelid, continuing to eat in silence. You don't dare to speak throughout the rest of dinner, and only when he gets up from his chair and enters the kitchen, do you mutter under your breath, "It was kind of a big deal though," thinking back on how you had been working late into the night, sleep-depriving yourself, for the past few days, all to deliver a presentation to an important client.

As Heeseung walks back to the bedroom, you can't help but finally let the tears that have been welling up in your eyes, out. You cry silently, wanting nothing more then for someone to see that you are breaking down, and to help fix you up. Your boyfriend had always been there for you whenever you yourself doubting your abilities. But for the first time in a while, you found your self completely alone, with even the person who had always promised to be by your side, seeming so far away that he was almost unreachable. By now, your tears are flowing freely, leaving stains down your cheeks. But Heeseung doesn't come out the bedroom upon hearing your sobs. He doesn't come through to you, sleeping soundly as you find yourself falling.

The next morning, Heeseung wakes up to find your side of the bed cold and empty, and walking out the room, he finds you asleep on the couch, having cried yourself to sleep. He feels a pang of guilt wash over him, assuming that it was his cold attitude the previous night that made you shed tears, not knowing what you are going through. He reaches his hand out to wake you up, but he stops as his phone vibrates, indicating a message from Jay, telling him to come over to the practice room as soon as he can. Pursing his lips, he walks back into the bedroom, getting ready as quietly as possible to not wake you up. Leaving the house, he sends a message to your phone, informing you that he'd be home earlier than usual tonight, and will make it up to you for hurting you last night. As he exits your apartment, the door closes behind him, waking you up.

Running the sleep from your eyes, you check your phone, smiling upon seeing the message from Heeseung. Those few words give you some hope. Hope that you finally have your Hee back, that he won't push you away again. That morning, you start your day with the biggest smile you have worn in days. But your happiness doesn't last long, as you get into an unnecessary fight with your coworker-slash-best friend, over something trivial. Hurtful words are said in the heat of the moment, and while you know you are equally guilty, your friend's words still sting, your fragile emotions getting the best of you. Coming back home, you finally let yourself go, falling to the floor in tears, as those voices come rushing back to torture you. There is nothing you want more than to curl up in Heeseung's arms and have him tell you it would be fine, and for once, you decide to not suppress your feelings, and instead tell him about it. Wiping your face with yoru sleeve, you dial his number, waiting for him to pick up, but he never does.

Him not answering your calls has become a regular occurrence these days, but you had thought he wouldn't ignore you today at least, when it had been him who had said he'd make it up to you for hurting you yesterday. The voices in your head taunt you, telling you that he doesn't love you anymore, that he finds you annoying. You manage to shake them away somehow, reminding yourself that he had promised you he'll always love you. Deciding against calling him again, you reason that he's probably busy practicing, and hasn't had the time to take your call. You get up from the floor, too tired to do anything, with your head throbbing from all the crying. You trudge up to your room, changing out of your work clothes and looking for something more comfortable to wear. You spot Heeseung's hoodie, and it makes you smile softly. It's your favorite hoodie of his, and he too, loves it whenever you wear it. So you throw it over your body, crawling under the sheets and drifting off to sleep, hoping that by the time you wake up, Heeseung would be here, and your headache would be gone.

But little did you know about the storm that was coming.

You wake up with a start, looking around when you hear the front door slam shut with a bang. "Hee?," you call out, to no reply. You wait a couple minutes, but when your boyfriend doesn't show up, you walk out the room, only to find that Heeseung is in the kitchen, taking a bottle of water out the fridge. "Heeseung?," you call out again, softly this time, but he only grunts in response. Biting your lip, you say, "You're quite late. You must be-" "Yes I know Y/N, I can see the time too," he says, much louder than you had expected, making you flinch. "I-I just meant-," you start again, in vain. "Stop trying to guilt-trip me, will you? I know I had said that I would be home earlier, but my world and plans don't revolve around you, okay?," he is practically yelling at you now, not paying any heed to the tears that are running down your cheeks again. "I have been busy at the office, doing something productive. Unlike you, sleeping around all day. Did you even go to work today?," he sneers at you, every word coming out his mouth feeling like a punch to your gut. "I d-did go," you stutter out, trying to explain what had gone down at your office earlier that day. But he wasn't having any of it, scoffing at your words. "Whatever. And why are enough wearing my hoodie anyway?," he points out, not in the least bit happy about something that used to always make him smile. "S-sorry. I'll change out of it," you meekly say, not finding it in yourself to put up a fight. He doesn't reply, just like you had expected

Walking back to your room, you change out of his hoodie, and put on one of your T-shirts, along with some PJs. You come back out of the room, silently placing the hoodie on the couch, before walking out to the balcony. You stay out there for quite a while, eyes too dry to shed any more tears. The voices, the nasty thoughts, clawing at your mind, making you imagine Heeseung say words he never said. "You are such a loser, Y/N." "No wonder your friend doesn't like you anymore Y/N. You're no good." You try to scream, but no sound comes out your mouth, as you feel yourself drowning, losing your sanity slowly. Suddenly, your head clears, a single thought swirling. "What would it feel like to fly?," you think to yourself, looking down the railing. "No one would care if you died anyway. You're just a pain for everyone," those voices say, and you almost let yourself go.

But something pulls you back. Something makes you see light again, when everything seems dark. That something is a small voice, different from the nasty ones. A voice at the back of your head, telling you that you still matter, that if no one cares about you, you need to care about yourself. And that's when you decide that you would be the one who would fix you back up, piece by piece.

That was the last time you let the voices feed on you, being determined to return to how you used to be. The very next day, you visit a therapist, who helped you realize how special you are, again. You talked to him about everything, your failing confidence, your negative thoughts, your relationship with Heeseung that seemed to be falling apart. He listened to you with patient ears, helping you wade through all your worries and your concerns. It was him who encouraged you to not give up on Heeseung, telling you that he was going through a hard time himself, and that he needed you there for him. You decided to follow his advice, putting up with all of Heeseung's shit even when things got rough and his words rang in your ears, in the form of the voices you had come to hate. And you would be lying if you said it didn't make a difference. Now, at times he was back to the being the smiley, goofy man that you loved, making your heart swell. But at other times, you felt he wasn't your Heeseung anymore, that the stress at work had changed him. But you still hoped that he would come around, hoped that he would see your efforts.

Somewhere along the line, you found yourself again. You started believing in yourself once more, and started smiling more. You were slowly coming back to how you used to be, and you had only your therapist to thank for it. It took time, it took effort, but you were succeeding, one day at a time. They say that your smiles are more easy to notice than you tears, and the same happened with you. He didn't notice it all at once, but over time, Heeseung began to see the shift in your demeanor. He saw how you had started becoming happier than you had been in months, and at first, he was confused. He knew he hadn't been the best boyfriend for the past few months, and while he was thankful for you for putting up with him, he hadn't been great at expressing his gratitude. He felt guilty, but things were just spiraling downward too fast for him, until you picked them back up, saving your relationship instead of leaving him. You were smiling again, and he was happy for you, but that didn't mean it didn't sting that he probably wasn't the reason for your happiness. You hadn't told him about therapy, not wanting to talk about your depression. But one night, coming home, he found the living room empty, with your faint voice coming in from the balcony. "Thank you so much for today," you said, a smile gracing your features. Looking at you, he couldn't help a pang of jealous spread through him.

Who were you talking to? Had you found someone else? Were you gonna leave him? These thoughts threatened to cloud his mind, but he pushed them away, not wanting to jump to conclusions. He was still standing near the balcony door when you hung up the call, you had been talking to your therapist for the past twenty minutes, telling him about your progress for the day. Smiling at your boyfriend, you walk up to him, hugging him softly, not knowing he had heard you talking on the phone. He doesn't say anything, simply hugging you back, before walking up to the room to get changed. When he comes back down, you are already seated at the dining table, waiting for him. Taking a deep breath, he decides to take it easy, and not overthink things. So he talks to you about his day, and you listen to him, all ears. He does notice however, that you are no longer putting in an effort to tell him about your day. It had been a conscious effort on your part to avoid delving into details about your mental state, but he didn't know that, and needless to say, he was annoyed, even though it had been him who had refused to hear anything you had to say in the first place.

So for the next couple days, he tries to get you to talk about what is happening in your life, only to have you play down his tactics, too scared of how he'll react. The doubts start creeping back into his mind, seeming more convincing every time he stops to ponder on them.

One day, he wakes up earlier than usual, despite it being an off from work for you, and a rest day from him, only to find the light of your phone come to life as you continue to sleep peacefully beside him. "Who is messaging you this early in the morning?," he thinks to himself, and, unable to control the urge, he grabs your phone, unlocking it easily since he already knew your password. "Why don't you come over later?," the notification reads, indicating a message from someone named Mark. Putting down the phone, he can't help the deep frown that his face sets itself into, a white hot rage swirling inside his mind. As if on cue, you stir in your sleep, waking up to find your boyfriend glaring at you, your phone in his hand. "Heeseung, what?" "You're cheating on me, aren't you?," he growls, looking at you. "What? Why would you-?," you start, unable to understand what he's saying. "Who's Mark? And why is calling over to meet him? You're cheating on me!," he yells, anger in his eyes. "Hee, please. Listen to me," you whisper, scared of the way he's acting. "There is nothing to listen, Y/N! You're a pathetic, desperate, whore. That's exactly what you are, and I heard you talking to him the other day, thanking him." You finally snap, unable to take the gross allegations he makes against you.

"You just crossed the line, Lee Heeseung. We're done," is all you say, getting off the bed and throwing a coat over you PJs, before storming out the room. He follows you, saying, "That we for sure are, you cheating bitch. Go on, go to your precious Mark." Putting on your shoes, you whip around, eyes welling up. "That's Dr. Mark for you, jerk." And with that, you run out of the house, the door slamming shut behind you. Once he is alone, Heeseung thinks back to what you just said. "Dr. Mark? So he's a doctor, huh? Maybe an idol was too boring to date," he mutters under his breath, still seething. The anger soon gives way to sadness, and with the sadness, come tears. Rushing back into the bedroom, he throws himself onto the bed, crying into the pillow as he thinks about you. "Was it my fault? Did you get tired of me because I was a shitty boyfriend? But you didn't have to cheat on me, you could have dumped me if you didn't love me anymore," he says to himself, anger rising once again. He picks up your phone, tossing it to the side in annoyance.

His eyes land on a photo on the nightstand, the both of you looking lovesick as you gaze into each other's eyes. Unable to control the anger bubbling inside him, he takes hold of the photo, smashing it to the floor, before collapsing back down among the sheets, tears overpowering him yet again. What seems like hours later, he hears his ringtone, and thinking it's his phone ringing, he looks up from between the pillows, only to realize that it's actually your phone that's ringing. The both of you had put the same song, both of your favorite, as your ringtone, but now, Heeseung fears he'll never like that song again. He ends up ignoring the call, going back to crying. Soon enough, your phone rings again, making him lift his head up to check the caller ID. "Mark," it reads, and it takes everything in him not to smash the phone to the floor too. He doesn't pick up this time either, causing your phone to ring a third time. "Quite the persistent one, isn't he?," Heeseung mutters, deciding to finally take the call. "Y/N isn't here," he says into the phone, making the person on the other end, presumably Mark, say, "That's odd. Y/N always keeps her appointments with me," a frown obvious in his voice. "Appointment?," Heeseung thinks to himself, scrunching his eyebrows together. He opens his mouth to speak, but presumably Mark beats him to it, saying something that makes a chill creep up his spine "Oh I'm so sorry. You must be Heeseung, right? I'm Dr. Mark Kim, Y/N's therapist. I didn't know Y/N had finally decided to tell you about our sessions."

"S-sessions?," Heeseung asks, already dreading the answer. "Yes, I've been helping Y/N deal with depression, and I must say, you're really lucky to have such a strong person in your life, who chose to give your relationship another chance despite the hardships, and despite going through so much alone," Mark says, a smile evident in his voice. Heeseung tires to speak, but can't seem to find his voice. He can't wrap his head around what a blunder he has committed. He had promised you that he would always be there for you whenever the going got tough, but he ended up failing you when you needed him the most. He doesn't notice as the phone slips out of his hand, his mind too preoccupied with the guilt taking over him. You had needed him, but he shut you off. And yet, you had decided to give him another chance, only to have him fail you yet again.

In a moment of clarity, Heeseung makes up his mind. He needs to find you, and he needs to make it up to you for real. He was more worried about the second task than about the first, because he knew you, and he knew just where he would find you. Getting off the bed, he doesn't waste a single second getting ready, rushing out the door less than five minutes later. He knows you must not have gone far, without your purse or your phone, and so, getting in the car, the destination is clear in his mind. A secluded spot near Han River, where the two of you have gone on one too many dates, away from the prying eyes of the world. As soon as he reaches Han River, he practically jumps out of his car, jogging to your spot, hidden behind the trees. And sure enough, there you are, still bawling your eyes out. A fresh wave of guilt washes over him, as he takes in your state. He doesn't know how to approach, and so he just stands there, contemplating what to do. Finally, he calls out, his voice barely above a whisper. "Y/N?," he says, his heart breaking as he sees your form flinch at the sound of his voice. You turn towards him, your eyes bloodshot from the ever-flowing tears.

"Baby-," Heeseung says, his voice cracking. "Leave me alone, Heeseung," you say through tears, and for the first time, he realizes just how hurt you must have felt, every time he had directed those same words at you. Shaking his head, he reaches out, crouching in front of you as you sit on the ground. "Please, baby. Just give me a chance. Please just let me make it up to you." "Make it up to me?," you raise your voice, "You were supposed to make it up to me ages ago, Heeseung. I can't do this anymore. I've been there for you every time you've needed me the past few months, but you've done nothing but hurt me, making me feel worthless and annoying. Do you have any idea how much your words have hurt me? You had promised me that you would always understand, without me having to say anything." By this time, you're crying hysterically, and Heeseung is no better, tears streaming down his face as he tries to reach his hand put to hug you, only to have you push him away. "But you didn't. You didn't understand that I was slowly falling apart. You didn't understand that I needed your help. Remember that day when I told you I had a fight with my best friend? Remember how rude you were to me that day? That night, I almost jumped off the balcony," you cry out, and his heart breaks into a million pieces. He can't help pulling you in for a hug, his strong arms holding you in place even as you try to fight it, crying into his chest. "But I didn't, and instead, I decided to go to therapy to help myself. Dr. Mark has been helping me recover from my depression, he is the sole reason I haven't given up you on. He was the one who told me that love and patience were the key, and that you would come around." You finally manage to pull away from him, looking right into his eyes.

"But I guess he was wrong. You've been taking me for granted, and you accused me of something so pathetic. How could you, Heeseung? How could you think that I could love someone else, when even after you hurt me so bad, my heart still loves you?," you finally run out of words, you tear-filled eyes looking up at him sadly. Heeseung takes the chance to cup your face, the pads of his thumbs wiping the tears that are running down your face. To his relief, you don't shove his hands away, instead choosing to look down at your lap. "Now can I speak?," he asks timidly, and when you don't reply, he launches into a rant of his own. "I'm so sorry, love. I have been the shittiest boyfriend to you, and you have still been taking all my stupidity. You could have left me ages ago, but you chose to stick around, even though I treated you like trash. You have been nothing but supportive and loving to me, even when I hurt you so bad. Now that I know how I almost pushed you to kill yourself, I don't know how I'm gonna live with myself. I don't deserve you, and you have every right to walk away. But just know that I still love you the same, and even though it's selfish of me, I can't help but ask you to give me another chance. I hurt the person I love the most, and I swear, if you give me a chance, I'll do everything I can to make things right. I'll be there for you at every step, just like you have been there for me. I know you're in a messy place right now, but I swear, I'll be there to help you every step of the way," he says, his voice heavy with emotion.

"I don't know Heeseung. I don't know if I can trust you again," you say after a long pause, heart almost breaking as you see his crestfallen expression. "I-I understand," he says, choking back tears. "I'll always love you, Y/N. Sorry for hurting you, and goodbye." He gets up, bending down to place a soft kiss on your forehead, before leaving you alone as he walks back to his car, crying hysterically at having lost what he loved most."

Left alone, you find the voice of reason at the back of your head speaking to you once again. "You know he still loves you, and you know you still love him too. All people make mistakes, but that doesn't mean you stop believing." You knew you couldn't possibly have ended things with Heeseung, he was your endgame. You loved him way too much, but you just needed to be sure. You knew you needed him in your life, just as much as he needed you in yours.

Having reached home, this time it is Heeseung who collapses to the floor in a crying mess, his heart heavy with the mistake he had made. He spent what felt like hours, bawling his eyes out and cursing at himself for letting you go. Suddenly, the door bell rings, making him lift his head up. He contemplates whether or not to open the door, not really in the mood to see anyone. But when the bell rings again, he decides to open it after all. So he gets up, swinging the door open without checking through the peephole. His jaw nearly falls to to the floor as he sees you there, smiling softly at him, your eyes swollen and your hair disheveled, still the most beautiful person in his eyes. No sooner have you said, "Hi Heeseung," than he pulls you into his arms, smashing his lips to yours.

Right at that moment, he silently promises himself, "I'll never let you go."

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sweetea-rosey · 4 years ago

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Ooo hi I saw you take requests? I have a writing request if you want to :))

So here is my idea:

Remus has a notebook given to him by the other sides to write his thoughts down in. See, Remus has clear impulse control problems so this notebook of for him to write his thoughts down instead of just doing and saying whatever comes to mind. It gives him a chance to think about it. Sometimes, maybe like once a week give or take a few days one of the other sides will sit down with him and read his thoughts with him just to make him feel validated and heard. Well this particular time one of the sides (of your choice) sat down with the notebook and found some rather interesting things.

Now, you can take this one of two ways (it’s really all up to you!)- You can make this something angsty (hurt comfort), or you can make it something shippy! It can be any Remus ship you want but I personally am more partial to intrulogical hehe 💙💚

Take your time and have fun with it!! Have a good day :)

Ah! Ty for the request! I started writing it on the day you submitted it, but Tumblr deleted it after a while of not saving :') so now my motivation to do this is deterred

Anyway, this'll be my first time not writing something Roman centric =w=""

Remus held the book in his hands. He remembered the day Roman gave it to him, when he risked traveling into the dark scape because he knew his brother needed this. Because he did, too.

An outlet.

A place for his monstrosities to be, other than inside his head, allowed to torture him to their best abilities. The illusions his mind creates are no longer just in his eyes. It's no longer insanity- it's creativity. The journal isn't the first one. But he and Roman make sure to keep eachother stocked up; they get filled rather quickly. The Imagination holds an entire library dedicated to their filled journals from over the years.

The journals have also become sort of diaries to them. So, imagine what were to happen if one of them got lost? The possibility of their secrets being seen by unbidden eyes.

Remus burst into Roman's room, "Ro!"

Roman jumped from his spot at his desk, "Jeez- ! What is it?"

Oddly, for Remus, he seemed almost anxious, "Have you seen my latest journal?"

Ah, that explains it. Roman understands the severity of losing something that holds your private thoughts. He stood up from his desk chair, turning to face Remus better, "No, I haven't. Is it missing?"

Remus nodded, unable to speak through the panic coursing through his veins, the hormone mixing with the feeling of the plasma we call blood rushing through veins and arteries, rest in his heart, which is thumping with vigor, the- Remus shook himself. The imagery coming on its own with nothing to do with it, "Thoughts, thoughts thoughts, thoughts, blood, where? Everywhere? It is me, I am thoughts and blood and gore and death and slime, and..."

Roman pulled his brother in, the physical touch of his second half grounding him, finally balanced out with his brother there to help him.

"Breathe, Ree...I get it...I'll help you look for it, okay? Do you have any spare journals?"

Remus shook his head. He had just started this one, he was too busy brainstorming on the pages to remember to restock.

"Okay, do you have the focus to conjur any, right now?"

Remus shook his head again. No no, of course not! He's too focused on the one that's missing!

"Alright, that's okay, Ree. I get it. Here, use this for now," As Roman spoke, he pressed a plain black book in the unstable man's hands, "Get some thoughts out on that, then we can start looking, okay?"

Instead of answering, he made the rest of the way into the prince's room and started letting the thoughts out.

"Feel better?"

Remus let out a breath and nodded, "A lot, thanks. Can we go look, now?"

"Of course, let's go."

It took hours. The sun was gone in Thomas' living room and they were still tearing the place apart, searching absolutely everywhere. Remus was tempted to just dismantle the mind palace and look through the stuff that gets left behind. The fear was boiling in his gut in the ocean of acid.

"What if we don't find it? My blood, sweat, and tears went into that book! Pieces of my heart are in there, I can't lose it, what if someone else finds it and reads it?"

Roman shuddered, because he didn't believe that Remus was being metaphorical, "I understand the severity of the situation, Ree. We should go look in the Lightside, now..."

Remus shrugged as much as his slumped posture will allow, "Sure..."

"We'll find it, Ree..."

"That's not what I'm worried about. If I lose it? Fine, I have others, I can start a new one. I'm scared of someone else finding it and reading it... there's things in there I don't want others seeing..."

"I get it, you know I do. We'll get it back before anyone else can even know it exists, alright?"

Remus just shrugged off his comforting hand, "Stupid prince, always making promises you don't even know if you can keep. Don't do that to yourself and don't do it to me. I'm not stupid enough to fall for that shit."

Roman recoiled, almost physically, "Sometime, people just need reassurance."

"And then, when you're wrong? I know you don't like breaking promises, Princey."

"...Then hopefully we'll figure it out."

"You're such a fucking optimist, it's gross."

Roman rolled his eyes, "I'm helping you look, be nice, you doofus."

"Oh wow, "doofus", I'm so offended," Remus said without much effort.

Roman ignored him.

"It's not HERE!" Remus screamed, a pot crashing through the wall.

Roman manged to muffle the noise and quickly put it back together, "We will, this was only the first room in the Lightside. You need to calm down."

"I can't! What if someone else already found it and read it? What if they hate me? What if they never wanna talk to me again because nothing in there makes sense, what-"

Roman caught his hands, "Woah! Woah...Remus, when did you start caring so much about what the others think of you?"

"I don't!"

"But...-"

"I don't care about what Logan and the other think of me."

"Of what...Logan and the...? Remus...is this about Logan?"

Remus hesitated just long enough.

"Oh great Aphrodite, it is..."

"Aphro-? NO! No, I don't!"

"Remus, is there something about Logan on that book?"

Remus said fuck it in his mind and sighed, "Yes... I...some fantasies...that he might not approve of..."

"Oh, Remus..."

"What if he finds out, and he...? He just doesn't...?"

Roman hit his brother on the head, "This is why you're a doofus. It doesn't matter if he finds it, you have nothing to worry about."

Remus rolled his eyes. Literally. He rolled them like dice and Roman had to look away, but got the message.

"How would you know?"

It was Roman's turn to roll his eyes (PROPERLY).

"I'm leaving you to figure that out. But, I do."

"Sure. Whatever. Asshole."

Roman moved on to look in the next room.

A flash of green leaped onto him and he was tumbling over, the item in his hands flying out.

"Remus!"

The man scrambled over and snatched the book up, "Did you read it?"

"I- no, Remus what is it?"

"It's mine. Roman, I found it!"

Roman? Since when do those two talk? But, as Remus said, Roman walked in.

"Oh, thank Hades."

"Logan had it."

Roman sucked in a breath, "Did he read it?"

Remus shook his head, relief is a weird expression on the man's face.

Logan wouldn't mind seeing it more.

"What is this about?"

Roman took the liberty of answering, "The book is Remus' and it's private. Reading it would be invasive."

"Oh, my apologies, then. But, I had just picked it up, it was left over from Remus' running through the room and into the Imagination, along with some other debris I cleaned up."

"It's alright, nerd."

Logan's gaze lingered on Remus a bit, before he bid his farewells, reminded Roman of some work he needs to do by Friday, then left.

"Y'know," Roman said as they turned to walk back, "You could tell him how you feel."

Remus scoffed, "I'm not self destructive, like you, RoRo."

Ignoring Remus' jabs is difficult for the prince, nevertheless, "And do, pray tell, how it's self destructive?"

"Because he'll say no and that will hurt. I don't like when things actually hurt. I'm not risking him hating me even more."

"Woah, woah, he doesn't hate you."

"Doesn't he? I'm chaotic, irrational, vile, ik everything he fights to keep under control."

Roman digested this and thought hard on how best to explain this, "But that's exactly why you two are perfect for each other. You help him let loose when he's being a stick in the mud and he helps you keep in control of yourself and stay organized.

"You're delusional. He doesn't like me, he can't Ro. It goes against our very beings! Go ahead and fool yourself, but you can't do that to me. That's just cruel." Remus disappeared and Roman sighed as he tried to brush off his brother's words.

As the embodiment of romance, he thinks he'd know when a couple will work out or not. How will he convince his brother and Logan of that? He supposes he can't blame them for that, who would listen to the love advice of someone who loves someone that loves someone else? Kinda hypocritical.

"Just leave me alone!"

"Remus! Would calm down? Just listen to me!"

"No! You're a liar and I hate you! Do you want me to get hurt? You're an asshole you good for nothing prince!" He screamed. Why won't his brother let this go? Doesn't he see that everyone is better this way?

"Fine! You're right! Is that what you want to hear? Call me an asshole, call me stupid, call me evil or whatever! But I'm not wrong! Why don't you believe me? Ha! Why am I trying to reason with the self proclaimed unreasonable?"

Remus looked down from his perch on the guillotine, "Wait, RoRo-!" But he was gone.

"Fuck."

He rushed out, hoping to Loki that he didn't do too much damage.

"Roman!"

But he found who he wants looking for.

"Why are you screaming in the middle of the common room?" Came that cool and sexy voice.

"Looking for my brother, duh."

"Funny, I just spoke to him."

"Where'd he go?"

"Not sure, but he told me to stop being a robotic fake and confess to you."

"He- ? ROMAN!" Remus summoned a hammer and maybe there's a new hole in the wall.

"He was right, surprisingly."

Remus was not expecting that, "Come again?"

"I have noticed, over the course of our interactions, that I have developed feelings that I didn't recognized until Roman brought them to my attention. Remus...I have romantic feelings for you."

And it was the last casual and calculated confession Remus ever heard. He imagined something with ropes. But it was the best thing he ever heard. He didn't expect to be crying.

"Remus?"

"I like you, too..."

Logan brightened and stood up, his heart beating unnaturally, yet pleasently, as he moved closer, "Then... perhaps we...?"

But before he could finish, Remus pulled him in and there was no need for words.

Part 2 with what happened with Roman afterwards?

Ty so much for the request and I apologies for the long wait.

@fireflyjunkie

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ahundredtimesover · 3 years ago

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So why did I exactly open tumblr and the first thing that I see is people arguing abt asdoah!oc 😠 I'm sorry if I come off as rude too but I'm honestly annoyed ppl do this to you.

Here's a piece of my thought tho, as both a reader /and/ a writer: the writer has ALL the rights to do anything in the story. What you write is not even problematic so I don't see why people are so fast in coming into your ask, on anon at that, and then say things like "I don't agree with you :/ I think OC doesn't deserve JK :/". If someone sent it to me I'd be like uh ma'am, it's literally /my/ story. It was /me/ when spent days, maybe even months, trying to put these together, edit them, and spare my time to answer to what people think about it only to have YOU being rude about your opinion????

Maybe don't read and try to write one yourself???? 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Also this is a little bit of something else, but I was actually just talking abt this w my friend before, and it's true that: people are too focused on the belief that love has to be equal between 2 partners. Like.. maybe I have more love to give? And I'm okay with giving??? Maybe my 100% and your 100% is different? But as long as we both understand that it's the kind of love that we share and we're okay with it. Then why are outsiders saying shit about it???

Anyhow, people also need to remember that the writings in this platform are free. You literally spare a lot of your time to share this work w us and I can only imagine how long the whole process took you. If you can't be polite, be silent. Please know the difference between constructive criticism (which you might not even be qualified of) and sharing your thoughts.

People get too comfortable with the anon setting and you're too kind so people are more of assholes, Mimi😭

Anyhow, I hope JK & OC will sail into the next life and people can kindly fuck off 🥰✨️

🍧 who will FIGHT for Mimi

Hi. I don’t deserve u 🥺 but srsly tho ur too sweet hehe but it’s all good! Don’t wanna think much about it already; they can have their opinion about the characters and the story!

But I wanna focus on what you said that I wholeheartedly agree with: people are too focused on the belief that love has to be equal between 2 partners. Like.. maybe I have more love to give? And I'm okay with giving??? Maybe my 100% and your 100% is different? But as long as we both understand that it's the kind of love that we share and we're okay with it.

Super love this take! My philosophy prof said once that the whole “I love you more” ticks him off bc of the idea that the love we give has to be constantly compared or measured in that sense. And it’s the same thing you’re saying - whether equal or more, what matters is knowing what and how much the other is capable of giving and understanding and accepting while of course, working through what needs to be worked through.

But thank you again for always cheering me up! Your messages have made me laugh and smile and made my day more than you know. Sending you my love always, 🍧 anon 🥰

#mimianswers #asdoah #💌

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cotccotc · 5 years ago

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You need to write something abt pink hair hyunjin pls 💕💕😭😭 anything I just want them to talk about his pink hair 😩✌🏽

good idea... hah. hah.

┈┈ 𝟐:𝟐𝟕 𝐚𝐦 ➷ “𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒌” ➷ 𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧

❑ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 (@leeknows-selfies ♥︎)

☆ genre/s: fluff, established relationship, hyunjin x neutral!reader

☆ warnings: none!

☆ ask blurb, ~900 words (i got carried aWaY AHH)

☆ a/n: pink hair hyunjin takes up 100% of my mind’s capacity rent-free :D also… i keep getting distracted from my other requests skfjgf i’m so sorry but i’ve been a bit busy lately :(( hwang hyunjin is the only exception to my commitments 😤

☆ tags: @magglesx

⁀➷｡༶⋆˙⊹

with the album repackage coming up as well as rehearsals for a comeback, your boyfriend’s schedule has been even more hectic than normal lately. in fact, oftentimes he’ll arrive to your apartment in the early morning and have to get up and go back to work in a matter of hours. however, he always cuts out time to see you, which usually means staying over at your place and cuddling throughout the sparse amount of night time he receives.

obviously, this has become your favorite part of the day.

currently, you’re laying on your couch browsing through the apps on your phone. hyunjin could walk through the door any minute. he has a spare key, meaning that if you’re ever unable to stay up and wait for him, he can simply walk right in and slump down into bed beside you for some much needed relaxation. he always says you don’t have to stay up for him, but you don’t listen. he’s so amazing with you, why not be the same for him as well?

suddenly, you get a text from hyunjin.

and another.

and another, and another and another.

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

babyyyy

baby

babe

don’t fall asleep yet!

bub

smol bean

boo thang

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

w u t

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

i have a surprise for u hehe

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

ooh

what is it!!

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

…

do u even know how a surprise works?

smh

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

i’m SoRrY

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

it’s ok. i forgive u 😌

ok guess

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

but you just--

o k a y f i n e

did u buy me something?

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

but i should. adding that to my to-do list

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

ahhhh stop itttt ( as u should )

ur shoot was today!! did u get a cool part?

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

~yes~ but that’s not the ~point~

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

does it have something to do with ur outfit?

OMG are u finally letting me steal one of ur outfits from a shoot

took u long enough

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

n O

but it does have to do with my appearance…

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

wait

don’t tell me

they didn’t--

d i d t h e y c u t y o u r h a i r

for context, your boyfriend’s hair is one of your favorite things about his appearance. you love the length, as it’s perfect to play with and run your fingers through if he (or you) had a bad day or just need to relax. and, as for the color, you think the blonde suits him well. it was definitely a risky move, but it totally paid off for you and for the fans.

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

no no no don’t worry

not yet at least 😳

but ur getting warmer… 😏

i’ll be home in a sec. no more guesses!

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

AHH

ok ok ok

see u soon <333

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

i love u baby :)

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

i love u too, ‘boo thang’.

*smooch*

𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 <𝟑 ~

ahhhh ur so cute jdfjdj

𝐲𝐨𝐮 ~

tehehe

moments later, you hear hyunjin’s signature door knock: three quick, gentle taps. why is it his signature knock? because he’s scared of hitting the door too hard like the very first time, of course. he always knocks first to let you know it isn’t just some stranger barging into your house. it was his idea.

eagerly springing up from your seat on the couch, you can’t wait for him to open the door, so you take matters into your own hands. you unlatch the lock and tear the door open. hyunjin almost trips, as he was fiddling with his keys to open the door just as you did it yourself. he looks up at you, startled.

oh my god.

you place your hand over your mouth as your eyes involuntarily widen. as if he could get even more gorgeous than he was before, your boyfriend stands before you with pink. hair.

“so…” he says with a smirk, “you like?” he places his palms under his chin and acts cute, opening his mouth playfully. he then goes through a series of poses, including peace signs and moody eye-rolls.

“yes!” you reply. and you’re telling the truth. the rosy pink hue matches his bubbly personality, while also remaining muted and subtle. also, his makeup is still on from the shoot. a similar blush shade, mixed with a pop of burgundy, coats his eyelids. the makeup makes the hair stand out even more, complimenting it perfectly. he just looks… perfect.

you usher him through the doorway, after which he greets you with a peck on the lips. you shut the door and continue to sink into his hands’ grip on your waist. immediately, your first instinct is to run your fingers through his newly dyed hair. as you do so, hyunjin shuts his eyes and parts his plump lips (which you notice are also tinted a faint shade of pink).

“it’s so pretty, jinnie,” you comment.

“i know, right? i didn’t love the idea at first, but all of the staff told me to go for it. and here we are.” he opens his eyes again, looking down at you. “i’m happy you like it.” he seems so genuine, his voice turning a bit serious and more intimate.

“i’m happy you’re happy,” you return with a giggle.

he makes a disgusted facial expression at you. “yuck. too lovey-dovey.”

“you’re the one who looks like cupid’s hot older brother,” you retort.

“...so you think i’m hot?” he smirks again, pinching your sides.

you roll your eyes. duh.

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maiverie · 3 years ago

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That's right I'm saurr slayful🤪🤪🤪 and yeah!! It started on the 17th(?) of Feb. But everything is online and I haven't even been on campus ONCE YET💀I'm tok scared to go and since it's not compulsory for me I'll just keep chilling at home until the time comes✌️

Technically I am in the humanities faculty because I do English and linguistics (I did philosophy last year and it was ass,, -516161711/10 do not recommend😒) Psychology is in the community health sciences faculty but they allow people from humanities to take it too!! It's really interesting!!

And omg same!! But for me it's kind of like,, "oooh I have this super great amazing idea in my head but I can't for the life of me write it the way I want to" and then I just don't write it lol💀

And yes yes yes I'd be so honoured to tag you even though I think you're amazing and I'm lowkey scared you're gonna hate my writinv BUT I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE YOU🤩🤩🤩 it's also my first time doing a written series so I'm really nervous. I'll probably only start posting it next month tho,, cause I've got an smau going on and even though I have an update schedule I don't stick to it and now I'm behind🙂

OOFT THATS SO ROUGHHHHH BUT NO THATS EXACTLY RIGHT COS WHY WOULD U DO ANYTHING THAT ISN'T COMPULSORY 🥴 JUST UHH WATCH THE RECORDING KSJDJDSJ

OHHHHHH oh my gosh yes yes yes pls the humanities are so so cool??? pls ive always thought philosophy was cool but like SURELY only from a distance.... cos if i ever have to take a philosophy course im convinced i would literally hate it so much BAHAHAHHAHA AND OOOHHH yes psychology is so cool ;-;

RIGHTTTT YES SYES EXACTLY??? OH MY GODDD i always come up w sm plot ideas but the thought of having to execute them makes me wanna unalive myself bc i really cannot be fucked ;-; writing is so so so draining i swear T_T NAURRRR WHATTTT ID BE SO HONOURED TO BE UR TL 🥺 omg idrk what im doing w writing these days tbh im in my flop era istg SKJDFJSD BUT I FIND THAT reading other peoples work always gets me so inspired??? hehehe aND YASSS A WRITTEN SERIESSSS OH GODDDD i notice a lot of ppl on tumblr don't really read/write written series as much anymore so ;-; super excited for u hehe YOU GOT THIS?! IM SO EXCITEDDDDD i hope u can spare the time to write in between uni and stuff tho 😔 ik ur schedule be packing so make sure to take care of urself omg 😭

#ask #💌.tay <3

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yamagucji · 5 years ago

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a series of thank you’s i’ve been meaning to give for a while now. please note i couldn’t get everyone bc im smol brained and im forgetful :(( also its vedy long so i added a readmore link but if it’s okay then i can remove it!

i would’ve preferred to go to your inboxes/dm’s but im scared t🤢umblrs going to glitch on me if i do it again a ha ha

@doublemoons

i remember you sent in my first ever request and i was SO happy like🥺 my account had no visibility on week 1 but then you somehow found my blog and since then you’ve been supporting me. i love the aesthetic of your blog and i always look forward to your rb’s because they so cute and insightful !! ik we haven’t talked much but i definitely perceive u as a gentle person here’s 1k hearts for you and you only <3

@insanityqueen

please i was *intense squealing* and *happy noises* when you said you wanted to be mutuals :’) im definitely uhhh way too immature for u but you still stick with all the caps and !!! i send you😭 you’re such an interesting, talented person. day 1 you got me HOOKED with your art and im gonna say this again,, i have never seen skin look soo s o f t painted. im really grateful for your company and all your cats and the hinata art you made me🥺 i am not still thirsting over it i swear and then you sent me pieces of your writing and i def expected hc’s but then BOOM🧍‍♀️ im so amazed by your writing. also you are vv pretty i hope you know that

@zephyrria

matching heart memes matching heart memes😾 i don’t talk to you as much but our main form of communication is literally exchanging heart memes w/o a word,,, if that isn’t true love idk what is :// anyway i love our little convos so much it always brightens my day! and omg lets not forget when you made me a drabble back😳 like wha- HUH !! i was so touched i rlly went boom boom woosh bc no ones ever written me one back and i!! that yamaguchi gives me so much comfort. you give me sm comfort, thank you bub <3

@beanst0ck

hehe my first tumblr crush😼 as soon as i deactivated my reading account to my a writing blog i was like “ok bean is on my top to-follow list” like i thought you were so cool and i was vv shy to interact with you🥺 and YOU STILL ARE COOL!! your works are really amazing and i am vv much still in love w my matchup w suga :’)

@killuababie

HHHH GRR BORK BORK I LUB U B NEVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BHH💓✨ bro,,,, when we switched over to insta it was WILD like— our sense of humor? matched. immaculate. please i love seeing all the memes u send me it makes my day so much like u don’t understand😭 and our convos really go chaos sometimes gkfjdj i love it. u need to pull up and play among us w me sometime 😡

@bewwybun

m-my first spouse🥺 even tho it was a joke the first time and i said sike fkdjdjdj but you still accepted my dino chimken nuggie ring hehe <3 bub your are literally the CUTEST HHHHH LIKE,,, cuteness overload !!! i love talking to you sm and our little exchange of heart memes make the butterflies in my tummy go ✨

@mei-writes

may🥺 imy bub i hope you’re doing well and taking good care of yourself. still very grateful for that time you pulled through to check which of my links weren’t working. and there’s a LOT. like the fact that you took time out of your day for me still baffles me. anyway im lomve you ik we don’t talk as much but you’re still a valued moot to me. im offering u free headpats hehe

@kozsma

hi maria👉👈 you’re so wonderful and rlly amazing w your smaus. absolutely smitten over our chaotic conversations fkfjd we haven’t talked in a while but if you see this just know that i’m here for you <3 take some self care okay? hope you’re doing good bub

@tsukkeisimp

dalia, you wondering being💞 please what did i do to deserve your love >;( we don’t talk much but we have exchanged heart memes before and you’re always out here supporting me whenever you can and like!! tysm bub. i hope you’re feeling better from the last time we interacted, and please do take good care of yourself!

@satorispup

can’t believe you made a reputation of having a piss kink. what power. what energy >>> anyway it’s fun seeing your chaotic energy on my feed/tl. sometimes i won’t even look at the user and say yeah💔 that’s hero alright gkfjdj also you’re so cute what the heck😡😡

@tobiokvgs

[ insert 100 hearts ] this for u bub. im still going crazy over your tsukki lipbalm piece like i was so FLUSTERED you really did that huh😭 you’re so nice and sweet, ty for giving me headbonks as well im really glad to get them😌 hope you have an amazing day bub, and take care!!

@bunnyuuji

cutecutecutest bean ever🥺 you have such wonderful works and im truly in love with your writing😌 also you’re so SWEET WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE U GKFJDJ literally you weren’t obligated to stop by my ask and check in but u did >:(

@yanderepunkin

hehe ik we haven’t interacted in such a long time but im including you!! bc i appreciate you!! i know you’ve supported me a lot especially when i just started this blog and im really thankful for it. also uhhh im still not over accidentally turning off anon when i was- yeah😿 i wish you all the love in the world, and please do take gentle care of yourself 💓

@ahkaahshi

frannn👁👁🤲 yes im gonna start with how big brained you are. your passion for textiles and improving the environment is vv cool to me. and then there’s the fact you write these hq characters so well. yes i am absolutely still living for your character analysis. i am thriving off of them!! here’s me manifesting kita and/or sakusa to show up in your dreams hehe

@sachirou-senpai

i hope you dont mind me sending u stuff every now and then! anyway im in awe of your writing and art skills. you brought a realistic yamaguchi and i ascended😳 i genuinely think you’re such a cool person but also please take breaks!! ik it’s such an overused phrase but i genuinely mean it. i care u <3

@kenmakodzu

you’re so sweet and you do really be sending me back some heart memes😳 i go BOOM BOOM yaya that’s more to my collection;) also you and your hq anon interactions go WILD omg it really does make my day more interesting whenever i see them😂 also i do be seeing some of ur chaotic energy on my dash and i am HERE for it

@tsukkisbean

hemlo clara🥺 d-do you remember me gkdjshsjs i think its been a while since we interacted. you’re so sweet and AHH lmao did u know we were in a poly with wiss😔💔 yeah❤️ n e way i hope you’ve been alright these past few weeks, and if not, please get some break!

@atsunflower

miya twin supremacy😡 can’t believe you made me swerve over to osamu’s lane because of your amazing writing. how could you. the mf audacity. i rlly do fell in love with that piece do so THAMK U and that also goes for the support you’ve given me💗

@lespaghetti

ozzy👁👁🤝 ngl our conversations have been top tier im glad i got to uhmm,,, get some of these *thoughts* out of my head. you’re such a sweet little bean!!! that art/sketch you did with the purple (?) themed uniforms was really cute. im glad to have u as my moot and *cough* my vip reader *cough*

@sleepykarabou

our heart meme streak was strong until school happened😔 but i really enjoy them tho!! it’s very calming talking to you (fun, but also vv calming idk that’s how i feel) loving the brainrots we give each other of our favs from time to time :’) also omg OSRRY im barely active in the server please spare me😿 im lomve u

@nerdybreadcollaborative

gee!! AHHHH KGFJJD GRRR u sweet bean oh my goodness. where do i start- ??? i’ve already gushed so much abt your writing but here we go again; i love your writing so much and your attention to the little details is so great. they flow so well and i hope u get more visibility bc it’s what u deserve!! also please take care of yourself and don’t work too much u nerdy bean

@nishinoya-is-baby

ely my plant kinnie, my spouse (?) and also the blog that i dump my h word thots on😭❤️ ahhh im lomve you, you’re amazing. from your writing, to your makeup skills, and your room, the talent really ✨jumped out✨thank you for supporting me so much, i genuinely appreciate it. i hope we can stay moots despite me being busy gkfjdj anyway take care bbie don’t work too much okay?

@art0saurus

TATE😤 the amount of hq brainrot you’ve fed me is astronomical. idk how you keep coming up with such good ideas but im all for them!! i love your writing so much and the plots are so *chefs kiss* (yes im still gushing over mermaid!bokuto). thank you so much for sending some bits of positivity into my life, im really grateful for it :’)

@dorkyhaikyu

EL!😼 you sweet bean. wish i could bombard ur asks but school is saying no </3 you’re such a sweet mutual and your writing is absolutely amazing. still kinda hurt over that angst u made💔 but anyway i loved it sm. also please wear safer shoes next time on big events so u dont get any more BLISTERS kgjdjdh jkjk

@chickenwingspiker

nashnashnash🥺👉👈 wth you’re so cute and even cuter with the little emoticons u put in my asks. i really appreciate you taking time out of your day to check in on me. i think your works are really heckin cool, im still very into that sock agenda one and the akaashi fic AHH i love them sm. i hope that u have better experiences with online learning and i really wish you all the best on ur art journey <3

@miyastrology

did u forget abt our walk to the strawberry field😿 jkjk heyyy atlas!! im lomve your theme and your writing. i have the urge to say you’re as sweet as strawberry bc im unoriginal like that💔 let’s just pretend i put something kute :’( n e way u are vv cute, make sure to take care of yourself ok!!

@derpeedoo

your rb’s and comments on ppl works... i just... my heart is full. im complete. i go absolute doki doki for you. you’re such a genuine person and you give people so much love❤️ here’s an unlimited supply of my love to you bc you deserve it. ty for all the cute questions btw🥺

🕊 anon - still wondering if ur one of my already-moots or not😳 but anyway dove anon i have a lot to say,,, like how ?? do u go “ok let’s check in on aaron today hehe” like am i interesting??😭 i feel kinda bad ngl you really don’t have to talk to me. but nevertheless im really appreciate of all the support you’ve given me. i genuinely think you’re a cool person and you do all these fun stuff like photography which is amazing. here’s the biggest THANK YOU i could ever give <3 ps. your art is CUTE and AMAZING @bee-kins

@simping-for-tendou

do i??? spam your feed??😭 you’re always liking my posts and i feel so sorry for spamming but also vv appreciate of all the interaction i’ve had with you!! im very glad i got to ask you qotd and stuff because i got to know that you like plants as well!! thank you for sharing plant facts with me, it really made my day. i genuinely think you’re such an awesome and big brained person for knowing all those facts🥺👉👈

@wissaaltje

ngl i was very intimated by you bc of all your angst and really good works which is probably why i never reached out to you sooner😿 ur my uhhh third spouse <3 but anyway your CHAOTIC ENERGY is thru the roof i love that sm and your writing is so mf beautiful i wish more people got to see it😡 i will gib you flower soup and muddy pie to make you feel better ;) jkjk but you’re very amazing and i hope you know that!

@smolbludandelions

hehe you’re in here😼 thank you ???? for supporting me even tho you’re not obligated??? like wh- i- bub🥺🤲 you have all my heart and i rlly rlyy want to stop by your inbox and give you heart memes but me why >;( i hope you have the most amazing day(s) of your life because you deserve it SO much.

@tadashi-simp

FINALLY someone i can simp over yamaguchi with😭 ik we haven’t talked much but AH i love the conversations we’ve had so far and all that insight you gave me about the new wanda film (truly a blessing bc i was so genuinely confused gkfjdj).

@oikaw-ugh

just. JOLLIBEE. can’t believe one of our first interactions was u sending me chain mail smfh i cannot believe you😭 anyway po i appreciate you so much na kaka tawa ako sa mga msgs mo and all the good vibes u radiate. mag bisaya unta ko nimi pero baka mag nosebleed ako😿 im losing my native languages it’s not even funny anymore but when i got to talk to u in my mother tongue, i felt a bit more at home. thank you bub <3

@makemealive

hihi👉👈 idrk what we first talked about, i think it was spending vacation in the galapagos islands??😭 riding turtles??? what a great way to start our friendship :’) i rlly think you’re cool and i just,,,, admire u from afar- yeah. sorry this message is too chaotic but anyway u might not have a green thumb but look at you growing potatoes accidentally😌 anyway i think you’re cool i just haven’t said it before because im s Hy

@lostsealscreams

seal, bub, i genuinely care about you. you’re such a sweet person. i know we haven’t interacted much but im looking forward to more conversations with you!! please find little fun things to do... maybe do some self appropriation if you can, bc you deserve it. maybe even treat yourself... or any self care tasks that make you feel better. i care about you a lot, im just an ask/dm away if you wanna talk about anything at all💕💞✨

@hqgardenia - jkjk this is my spam account idk why i put this here but here probably bc im dumb as fuck

#cupid; talks!#queuepid

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