#they dont know... ajajaj...

[clownattack]

Whenever i am told thangs abt the leech i just go. What an embarrassing person gosh

[noturjxxay]

Almost Yours | park jongseong

paring: childhood;friend jay x fem;reader

summary: An unexpected late-night visit from Jay when he comes from a party Jake invited him to make you question every thought in your head, but soon you later ravel that it is going to lead to a night you’ll never forget.

warning: unprotected sex (girl use that damn balloon), hell of teasing, slight cursing, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), jay is slightly mean, bit of an age gap (jay is 3 years older), squirting (fem rec.), choking, pussy slapping, fingering, jay is obsessedd girlll, hair pulling (male rec.), dominance and praising, i dont even know what more is there AJAJAJ

author note: halo here is another story but like just why not you know? i had so much fun writing this, so i hope you have fun reading it! xoxo jxxay <3

A knock at the door broke the silence, making you wonder who it could be. You glanced at the time in the corner of your phone screen “1 a.m.” Who the hell would be knocking at this hour?

You furrowed your brow in confusion, resting your hand on the counter as you set down the wine glass beside it, then walked toward the door.

Before opening the door, you glanced at your reflection in the full-size mirror by the corner. Not bad, you thought; messy hair, cute black panties, and an oversized shirt that belonged to your boyfriend, worn without a bra underneath.

The apartment felt cold, so you decided to make a quick dash to your room and grab another of your boyfriend’s shirt with a long sleeve that was thick enough to keep you warm.

“Whew, that’s better than freezing to death,” you thought wrapping yourself tighter in the shirt as you walked down the hallway. Crossing your arms, you let your feet guide you toward the door. It felt a bit risky to check it in the middle of the night, but you were grateful for the peephole you got on the door, the safeguard before opening it.

You uncrossed your arms and pressed your hands against the black wood door, peering through the peephole. “Jay?” you whispered, recognizing the tan-skinned man, your close ever friend. Unlocking all three locks, you opened the door to see him standing there, the familiar face from your childhood.

Jay has been a longtime friend, our moms became best friends when they were kids, so we practically grew up side by side. Plus, he’s three years older than you, which made things feel… different.

“y/n” his voice was low as he whispered your name, eyes lingering on you before you stepped aside to let him in. “Jay.. its 1 am, what the hell are you doing here?!” you half-shouted, closing the door behind him. He rubbed his hands together, trying to warm up. “fuck, you’re freezing,” you muttered, grabbing a blanket from the couch and draping it over his shoulders.

“Feeling better?” you asked, glancing up to find him watching you quietly, not really answering the question about being cold. “Yeah, I am.” His tone rough but you didn’t care. You gently took his shoulders and guided him toward the couch.

“Want anything to eat? or drink?” you asked, standing beside him, fingers lightly fluttering as you looked his way. “um… water?” he muttered, nodding slowly, still trying to piece together why he’d show up here so late.

The silence stretched between you, thick and unspoken, until you finally broke it. Handing him the water you got for him, you sat down beside him, "So… why are you here this late? In the cold?” You questioned, checking jay out.

He was wearing an all-black outfit, glasses low on his nose, hair messy—casual as ever but made him look so good. You kept staring at him, hoping he doesn't noticed—but he does.

With the water in his hand, he drank it in one motion, his adam-apple shifting with each swallow, jawline sharp and catching the light, like he knew exactly what he was doing.

He set the cup down on the coffee table, the silence stretching between you. He then clicked his tongue. “Well, long story short” he sighed “I didn’t want to go home after that party Jake dragged me too, and when I realized it was near your place, I figured… why not stop by?” he rasped, shrugging as he reached for his phone to check the stream of notifications lighting up the screen.

Your eyes lingered on him for a moment before drifting to the cup on the coffee table. You picked it up and headed to the kitchen, the need to rinse it off would probably just ignore the fact that he is there.

Your mind buzzed with questions about why he was still here, but you pushed them aside. You glanced up to see him settled on the couch, one arm resting lazily across the back, focused on his phone with his other hand.

You breathed out, “fuck” the pull he had on you hitting harder than you expected. It was wrong—so fucking wrong. You had a boyfriend, the man you want to build your future with, but Jay… something about him gripped you like a vice, and the guilt clawed at your gut, twisted every damn thought.

You stared down at the cup you’d been washing for god knows what. With a sigh, you shut off the faucet and turned away. You set the cup with the clean dishes and grabbed some paper towels to dry your hands, trying, but failing, to stop your mind from drifting back to him.

You spun around and suddenly found yourself pressed against his chest; your breath hitched in surprise as your eyes met his. He leaned down, face to face with you as you stood still in place, not knowing what the hell just happened.

“What are you doing?” you stammered, brow furrowing as his arms closed in, trapping you. His gaze locked onto yours, intense, making your cheeks burn and your eyes look away. A slow, smirk curved his lips; he knew he was fully aware of the effect he had on you, loving how you looked like a lost puppy between his hold.

He brought a hand to your chin, tilting your face toward his. “I heard your boyfriend, right?” he murmured, “what’s his name again?” his tone dripped with sarcasm, “oh, right” he snapped his fingers with a smirk. “Zayn” he looked straight at you, “that guy been seeing other girls.”

The way he said it—calm, almost satisfied to make it clear he been watching, perhaps stalking, waiting for the moment to say it out loud. You look up to him in disbelief, “He wouldn’t do that to me.” You shook your head, denying what you were hearing.

Your voice was steady, but jay’s eyes didn’t leave your gaze. He stepped a little closer, crowding your space, his presence pulling something unsteady out of you.

You bit the inside of your cheek, mixed feelings as you crossed your arms. “Do you even have proof or what?” your voice sharp and disbelief burning through every word.

He smirked as he slid his phone across to you without a word. You looked down to the screen; Zayn’s face was clear, oh super clear to see his lips pressed hard against another woman at some crowded party, hands tangled in her hair.

Your chest tightened, a rush of heat and hurt flooding through you. For a moment, you wanted to look away to deny it, but then your gaze sharpened, not wanting to watch anymore.

You met his gaze after, the proof heavy in your hands but your expression unreadable. Silence stretched between you until he smirked, knowing he’d won without saying a word. In that moment, everything shifted, the heavy tension becomes deeper than ever.

He caught the phone as you passed it back, a slow grin curling his lips. “So?” he said, his voice low and steady, “what now?” He leaned closer, his eyes dark, locking onto yours like he already knew exactly what he wanted. The silence between you thickened, charged with something raw and dangerous.

It was like that until you felt him move in closer, the air between you felt like cloud 9. His hand slipped onto your thigh, slow and deliberate, fingers gliding beneath the edge of the shirt that still clung to you like a pathetic lose of fabric. “I don’t think you need this anymore, yeah?” he murmured, his voice rough with want.

his hand slid higher, confident, like he already knew how your body would respond to him. The fabric followed his touch, and your breath caught, heat flooding your skin as he pressed against you, hard, certain, leaving no room for doubt; he’d been holding back, and now, he wasn’t.

Your fingers gripped the counter behind you, knuckles paling, but you didn’t stop him. His touch burned through every inch of doubt, every reason you told yourself this was wrong.

He leaned in, his lips brushing your jaw, “You feel that?” he whispered, breath hot against your skin. “You don’t look like someone who still wants him after seeing that.” He followed through, looking down at you with eyes of dominance.

Your chest rose with every shaky inhale, the way your body arched toward him betrayed you, silent permission. He kissed just beneath your ear, slow, his hand teasing at the edge of something you hadn’t let anyone near in a long time—not like this.

You whispered, “Jay…” a soft moan escaping as his lips found your neck. “we shouldn’t be doing this…” you breathed, but your voice faltered when his tongue traced a slow line up to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

“But oh, sweetheart… you’re enjoying this just as much as I am, aren’t you?” he murmured, his voice low and sinful. His cold fingers slid up your bare back, sending a trail of goosebumps. He then leaned in, his breath brushing your lips as he pulled you against his chest—until finally, his mouth claimed yours in a kiss that left no room for doubt.

He then placed his free hand behind your neck, bringing you in deeper. You leaned in, fingers messing with his shirt, needing him, like you’d been waiting for this far longer than you ever dared admit.

He made you forget about the whole boyfriend situation—ex now. The night itself, everything disappeared. All that existed now was him.

The kiss deepened, turning hungrier, rougher—as if neither of you could get close enough. His grip tightened, your body arched into his, and between the ragged breaths and wandering hands. It was dearly clear that whatever was going to happen is going to consume you both.

Next thing you notice, he lifted you effortlessly onto the counter, his touch firm but reverent, not breaking the kiss. His hands slid under your shirt, taking it off, not caring how he sees you, you just wanted him.

It was until then you felt the warmth of his lips pressing against your skin with a hunger that made your head spin. He brought his hand to your womanhood, touching the fabric as he feels the wetness soak through the clothe. “Your so wet, and I’m barely touching you” He rasped, smirking, loving the way how he had you under his control with every move.

A sharp gasp escaped you as he suddenly put his mouth on your nipple, circling it while his other hand gently massaged the other. Your hands tangled in his hair, caught between surprise and the undeniable way your body melted into every touch.

He glanced up, catching the way your head tilted back, eyes closed, lost in the feeling, fingers clenched in his hair like you couldn’t get enough. He knows exactly how to push your buttons, hating how much he gets under your skin.

He trailed lower, his lips grazing a path down to your black panties. “You’re so beautiful, darling” he murmured, his eyes darkening as he took in the dampness soaking the delicate fabric.

He pressed against the warmth between your legs, sliding his finger slowly along your folds, teasing. Watching how soak the fabric is, his head spun with a desperate need he couldn’t hold back.

“I can’t get enough of how damn obsessed I am with you.” He peeled the panties to the side slowly, hungry eyes drinking in every inch of you. For a moment, he just stared; like you were the only fucking thing that mattered in the world.

Without hesitation, he plunged his tongue tracing slow, wet circles between your folds. A sharp gasp escaped you as your head jerked back, hitting the cabinet, breaths coming harder and heavier with every stroke as you felt the warmness hit your cunt.

He held your waist with both hands, keeping you steady as he started devouring you like a first fine meal. His grip was firm but possessive, holding you while waves of pleasure crashed over you—every flick of his tongue sending shivers straight to your core.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, lips bitten hard to prevent any sound. The silence stretched too long, he pulled back, frustration in his eyes. “Why’d you stop?” you cried out, eyes locking with his. He growled low, “Why aren’t you making noises for me?” His hands squeezed your waist, the pressure firm enough to leave a mark.

“I-I’m sorry,” you whispered, cheeks flushing as you hid your face. “I’ll try…” and with that, Jay wasted no time diving back in with renewed hunger. His mouth went back with more intent now, and your body answered without hesitation, a soft whimper escaping before you could stop it. He smirked, satisfied. “That’s more like it, baby.”

He loved it. Every sound you made him desire you at most. He could drown in you for hours and still crave more. And as wrong as it should’ve felt, all he could think was how lucky he was your ex messed up… because now, every moan, every inch of you, belonged to him and he wasn't planning on letting go.

Continuing lost in pleasure; he pulled back just enough to watch you tremble. The sudden shift paced as he slapped your cunt, making you sent a jolt through your body, “I didn’t know you’re into that doll,” He teased out, his fingers traced slowly circles over your clit.

His eyes met yours, dark, fully aware of the effect he had on you. “Didn't know you could fall apart like this, love” he murmured, voice low, teasing when he unintentionally slipped two fingers in.

A breathless moan slipped from your lips, your body overwhelmed by the sheer closeness of him as he filled you up with his fingers. The air was thick with heat, your skin damp, flushed, every nerve buzzing. He watched you intently, eyes dark and hungry, taking in the way your mouth parted, your head falling back in surrender. Not to mention, his hard-on being seen thorough the tightness of his pants.

His hand slid up to your throat, firm but claiming you're under his control. The rhythm of his fingers grew relentless, the speed making you choke out. You were unraveling, completely at his mercy. His eyes never left yours, feeding off the way your body trembled for him, how your moans gave everything away you couldn’t say.

“You like that?” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. He smirks knowing you can’t say anything by the way he’s making you feel— but he’ll take that as a yes. His eyes roamed over the trembling masterpiece he’d got from you—every gasp, every shiver, under all his control. The grip on your neck tightened just enough to steal your breath, sending heat flooding through your skin. Your vision blurred, pulse pounding loud in your ears, every nerve on fire beneath his touch.

Your breath hitched, voice trembling as you choked out, “J-Jay…” he met your gaze, dark and steady. “Yeah, babygirl?” — “I-I’m close..” you whispered, barely audible for him to hear. Without hesitation, he pulled his fingers away, his smirk lingering as he watched you tear on the edge.

He took off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants, letting himself free, and you couldn’t help but gasp at the sight. He was thick, precum dripping from his tip down to his length, the length looking dangerous for you. “It might sting a little,” he murmured, and entered without warning. The both of you gasping, adjusting to the new closeness—finding rhythm in each other’s presence.

Dare to say, he is bigger than your ex…

He slammed his hands down on your waist, gripping tight enough to leave marks. “Fuck, you’re so t-tight,” he growled, barely finishing before he started pounding into you like there was no tomorrow, his every movement fierce and relentless. “Does Zayn ever fuck you like this?” he groaned, disbelief heavy in his voice. “I can’t imagine him giving you what you’re feeling right now.” He growled at the thought, making himself go harder and rougher on you.

His hand slid between you, rubbing slow and firm against your clit as your eyes fluttered shut, head falling back, trying to match his thrusts. “Making such a mess for me, isn’t that what you like doll?” His voice was rough, his thrusts growing deeper and messier, pushing you over the edge as your cries filled the room.

You didn’t even feel the need to reply at all; your body did all the talking for you. Your cunt creaming all over his cock, creating a ring around his base, your walls tightening up around him, the pit on your stomach grew uncomfortable as minutes passed. You looked up to Jay, who was sweating and drenched being so lost in you.

You felt a wave coming. “Jay, I-I think I need to pee” you gasped out, your hands trying to push him off you. He smirked and looked down on you, “You’re not going to pee doll” he began to go faster, making you arch into him in surrender, because in that moment, there was no room for hesitation.

With all strength you have, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your lips softly against the curve of his skin. The warmth of your touch made him shiver, craving more. You pressed closer to him, the slick heat of your bodies tangled together in sweat, igniting a deeper sensation between you.

“C’mon baby— you can do it” He babbles, his breath hot as he brought his face down to your neck. His lips found your skin, sloppy and urgent, covering you in his saliva and hickies that made your whole-body tremble beneath him. His groans and moans become louder as his orgasm crept closer, your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling hard as waves of pleasure crashed through you. “That’s it, good girl.” He grinned seeing you in complete wreck by him.

Within that, he pulls out on time, liquid squirting all over the counter and floor, making a mess between you both—Jay jerking himself off, cumming all over your stomach as you caught your breath, leaving your legs trembling beneath him as more kept coming out.

It was silent for a few moments, the two of you simply against each other, breaths synced as you rested your head on his shoulder. It was just the two of you. No words were needed; in this silence, everything was understood.

“So, did I just mess up your perfect little world?” He smirked, breaking the silence. You lifted your head from his shoulder and rolled your eyes, “more than it should have.” His fingers brush your jaw, tilting your face to his, grinning at you, “You gonna act like that just didn't ruin you?” he scoffed.

“Who would've thought the same boy I used to share juice boxes with would be the one to ruin me like this, far more than Zayn does.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes, trying to keep cool. He rolled his eyes when your now-ex was mentioned. "Can we not ruin the moment with that loser’s name?” His jaw clenched, not bothering to show his hatred to him.

You whispered, teasing him “Zayn—” His grip slammed tighter on your waist, voice low, “Say that again and I swear, you’ll forget he ever existed. You’re mine.”

You stayed silent, watching him as he towers above you. “Good girl, that's what I like to see,” he murmured, voice thick against your presence, “because I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

[djarinova]

hihi em ml ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ teaberry and nectarine for your ask game? 🤲

eeee ada tysm for sending these!!! ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜<3 im gonna answer these for me and jean !!

nectarine: do you and your F/O live together? If so, what does your living space look like?

we dont! :'( not yet anyways. jean is living with connie and sasha atm (besties in every universe fr) and im living with 3 of my uni friends. we sleep at eachothers places every weekend though, and we still see eachother during the week bec we live in the same city tehe but i cant wait to live with him ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ we've talked about it so much and i know we'll slot so well together, our habits will mesh really well :3 itll only be a small place to begin with though, but im a crazy decorator and i love to make places feel like my own—you should've seen how fast i was putting up photos, posters, fairly lights + even a small rug in my uni rooms haha

teaberry: where would you like to travel with your F/O someday?

ooh omg, im honestly terrible at planning trips and thinking about visiting different places, i feel like i know literally nothing about the world ajajaj (and jean is low-key the same i cant lie) but I'd love to visit greece with him, any place with beautiful beaches and views of the sea really, but greece will always hold such a special place in my heart because of the family holidays ive had there, and i think making new memories with jean on the different greek islands would make me so happy (ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣ ہ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣ ✿)

i'd honestly also love to go travelling around europe backpacking style with him too, riding the trains at night, sleeping on his shoulder, exhausted coffee breaks and photo ops...sigh...i need this (even though it'd be so chaotic)

questions from this selfship ask game!!

[tariah23]

King is so cute..... he’s so scared Ajajaj. I love how he was feeling sorta okay about going to the MA headquarters with the squad but once he found out Saitama wasn’t around, he was like

[ficsforeren]

KANA MY FUCKING GOD FUCK I JUST FINISH BOTH CHAPTERS

first of all chapter 15 amazingggggg fuck yeah to porco!!!!!

the porco and pieck part yes, i super enjoy it and then i like what happend between eren and armin. i feel like i have a lot more to say about that BUT I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT THE CHAP 16 SO YEAH like my mind is there AND I WANNA CRY RIGHT NOW WHILE WRITTING THIS JAJAJAJAJAJJAJAA

The part of the concert??? i have to stop bcs of the feelings, like i was tearing up but i didnt want to cry cry so yeah i have to take breaks HAHAHAHAHAH THE POWER everything is amazing

i cant bro, i dont want this masterpiece to be over AJAJAJ god kana you are the best of the best. This 2021 was your year, what an amazing job with EVERYSINGLE FUCKING STORY the haechan ones, this ones god i love you. fav writer for 2021 im go happy i found you. This story is fucking art and its lit a book, you wrote a fucking book JAJAJAJA

finishing reading this feels like when you finish watching your fave show and you are empty like what the fuck do i do now? JAJAJJAA

and now the important part wtf with the A/N JAJAJAJAJAJA kana why! eren fucking dies on a car accident while going home and the main is going to read the book she wrote for eren to little eren i will kill myself. Like eren will never know he was becoming a dad? IM CRYING AGAIN BRO JAJAJAJA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

but im going to read it anyway bcs even tho i want a happy ending, the most happy one is the one that makes you happy and that makes me happy, i used the word happy to many times, its 1am idk english anymore. Im super excites about it and of course your future ones!!!!

totally filling the form. i love you. YO FIRST FAN FIC i read ABOUT A NON REAL PERSON JAJAJ

SKLDFJLASKDFASLDJFLAKSJDF CAMIIIII I DIDN'T EXPECT YOU TO WRITE A LONG MESSAGE FOR ME AAAHHHH I'M SO HAPPYYYYY

oh my god oh my god oh my god thank you SO MUCH for the kind words, baby, you're gonna make me cry so hard 😭😭😭😭😭

FAV WRITER OF 2021 KDFJKALSJDFLKASJDF HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY TO THAT LAKDSFLKSD

i'm so happy i found you too, camiiii honestly i feel like i've been blessed with a lot of wonderful readers and you are definitely one of the loveliest, sweetest, CUTEST readers i've ever had. thank you so much for existing. you, my love, are a blessing!

i promise i won't hurt you too much with the epilogue 😉

[strxnged]

basically what happened in the tsukki dream was that me, child me, and my fam went to a mountain or smth and we were in the visitors center, (my POV changed to child me, and old me disappeared?? i also aged up randomly so i was like 7).

and my parents were like oh theres kids in the playroom, go play w them, and ofc antisocial me was like 'uhhh, i literally dont know them tho' but i went anyway. i just sat in a corner doing crosswords and coloring but the other kids were bothering me. and i was seriously just blowing through the puzzles but these kids were distracting me. then babie tsukki who was around my age came along and was like 'stop being annoying u dumb kids' and they prob thought he was older and scary cuz of his height and left. and i said thanks and we vibed together in the corner talking about dinosaur train because dinosaur train is bomb.

then we had to leave but our parents saw that we were good friends and followed each other on twt (i would like to specify that the accounts were mine and tsukkis, like we're children but we have them, maybe we got them when we were born?? anyways our parents controlled them until we were old enough to use them. this is so weird and im pretty sure its because ive been reading smaus nonstop these past few days lmao).

okay now flash forward to when we're both teenagers so around 16, and we get our accounts. i look through the ppl who follow me and i see tsukki, and im like 'waitttt, i lowkey remember him' but i didnt do anything about it until i saw the team practicing in the gym when i walked past. my friends kept bothering me to dm him and i was like noooo, but then i got one of those moods where im like 'f it, whats the worst that can happen?" and i actually do it.

then we start up a convo and texting a lot, i get to know all the weird stuff that the vbc does and we listen to each other rant. like the whole mutual pining scene, always on their phone, smiling at texts. and my friends and the vbc are like 'what tf is happening, theyre actually smiling??? often??'. and then the dream ended because the rain outside was too loud rip, i got the vibes that it was right before the confession, i woulda liked to experience that.

also weird question, but have u dreamed in art?? like in an anime art style or any other style? because idk if its just me who sometimes does this, i had this really vivid dream like a month ago which was based around attack on titan, he-man, and colonial america which was entirely in a demon slayer art style and played out like an anime too.

lmao the first bit 😍 introverts unite LMODSIFJF YOU JUST WANNA DO YOUR PUZZLES IN PEACE (why are dreams always like that though. why can't they be nice. why does there always have to be something annoying happening)

OMG YOU HAD A YAMS MOMENT AHSDKLKSLD DINOSAUR TRAIN I'M - YES

yeah uh LMAo that's . totally normal im sure AJAJAJ we're just born with twitter accounts ,,, why do i feel like that's not unlikely to be a thing in the future.

okay why am i so invested in this rn shhh

MUTUAL PINING MUTUAL PINING MUTUAL PINING MUTUAL PINING MUTUAL PINING M

WTHJFJKFSD HKLAwHK Ff i wanna smack the rain :( i was so invested in that :( bro

hmmm i dunno if i have. i think i've dreamt in like - a 3D typa world before? instead of realistic everything is sorta video-game-y if that makes sense? that's an interesting question hmm

tell me about a dream you had with characters

[infnteen]

You there... Freeze! You're under arrest for being so nice and cute! Once you get this you must share five things you like about yourself then pass this on to your 10 favorite followers 💕

hi cami! i hope you’re having a great time 🥺

Faaaaae how are you??? im having a really happy week!! thank so you much about this ask is really cute

i think my brian explodes everytime i have to do this like not again 5 things JAJAJAJAJA

i dont have much hair, so i dont suffer that much the waxing thing! like, for example,  i never wax my thighs and to me that is pretty cool JAJAJAJA 

im really patient with situations, like if a have to queu for 3 hours or wait for the train im okay with it, i think i even like that..............

im a good listener 

and to “make it more fun” this two are love-hate relationship 

my curly hair, sometimes im like damnnnnnn and other days i get so “sad” like why dont i have straght hair you know? specially when i go clubbing AJAJAJ BUT at the end of the day im cool with it AND NOW WITH ALL THE CURLY METHOD?? this curls are looking better JAJAJA 

my forehead it has a big scar but WHO HAS A SCAR IN THE FOREHEAD not that many people so yeah JAJAJAJAJA 

also i hope you are having a wonderful week!! 

[minkkumaz]

RIGHT OMGG LIKE?? stop beating us up!! (knowing damn well none of these boys would hurt a fly)

but honestly if neighbors is really at the bottom of the list, i think something cute like 'crush' would fit. I DONT KNOW THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T SUBMIT ANYTHING FOR THE ZB1 FANDOM AJAJAJ but yes at the end of the day neighbors for lifesies

HELLOOO? oh my gosh i'm truly in love with your blog setup, especially for the boynextdoor smau! i'm also working on setting up my masterlist for them and hey.. you like woonhak, i like woonhak, we should be moots :) looking forward to seeing more of your works on my timeline in the future!

OMG HIII tysm !! i’m glad you like it cuz i spent a good couple of hours on the bnd banners 💀💀 but omg YOUR SETUP IS SO PRETTY TOO love the vibes 🫶🫶 and yess woonhakers unite !!

<333

[groundzero-and-deku]

Tobyyyyy!!!! Hi and thankkk u!!!

Three ships: 1.Kagehina (if you know me at all you know the reason I wake up in the morning is them), 2.Bakudeku (self explanatory tbh), 3.Kataang (they're good kids and i want good things for them and also i adore them)

Last song: Butter by BTS, my friend recced it and it's really good!!

Last movie: for like the 5th tag game, it's still Haikyuu 3: Genius & Sense lmao, I haven't been watching lots of movies oops-

Currently watching: Naruto shippuden (it's really long ok?), Haikyuu (I re-watch this regularly don't look at me ajajaj), and the new bnha eps when they come out!!

Currently reading: I haven't touched a book that was not course work in centuries god fucking damn rip. But also the Haikyuu manga again. Gotta get those last 2 arcs tattooed on the inside of my eyelids u see. i don't have a problem i dont have a problem i don-

Tags: well hello there @dekuskacchan @sheiireen @jekacatrina @familyofpaladins @eri-cheri @minisheku @chloeoodles @thatpinkbetch ilyyyy 💛✨

rules: answer the questions and tag nine people you want to get to know better/catch up with!

Thanks for tagging me, @kimium I am happy to participate.

Three ships:

GrimmIchi (from Bleach), Bon/Rin (Blue Exorcist), Shima/Izumo (Blue Exorcist)

Last Song: The Drug in Me is You by Falling in Reverse

Last Movie: The last movie I watched was Hostel 2, with @thedevilsfamiliar :D

Currently watching: JJK, Michiko and Hatchin (rewatch), Dr. Stone, BNHA (currently taking a break tbh tho cuz of fandom fatigue. I write a little for it but I find that it takes a lot of effort lately).

Currently reading: Blue Exorcist (manga), White Fragility.

Tagging: @cupcakegal2020 @backwardshirt @thedevilsfamiliar @todorokitops @collisiondiscourse @isaustraliaathing @bakkatsu @neko-undertaker @scar-queen-owl feel free to participate if you want to, but no pressure! Have fun. Anyone else who wants to participate is welcome to!

[willothewhisper]

Oh that's great to know

Aaaahh Cinderella yuss, I thought it was releasing on 7th lmao that's definitely on my watch list

I was watching gossip girl reboot lmao(dont judge please 😭) solely because of THOMAS DOHERTY he is sooo fucking hottt ajajaj

Heyy

How's you?

Heyyyyooouu

I'm good, it's weekend so yayyy

How about you