#*roomates

[fortuneaspiration]

[richyjerimovich]

THE PITT 1.15 “9:00 P.M.”

[cy-lindric]

Merry Christmas sleepyheads !

[urfavfakeblonde]

ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱ ꜰɪᴄ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

hi loves <3 I have had such a writer's block lately, so I thought I'd share some of my favorite fics that I have read lately. shout out to all of these amazing writers-- keep doing what you love. you are all unique and thoughtful, putting a little twist into your work that makes it yours. enjoy <3

𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦!𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴

obsession @barnesonly 18+ (he's so dreamy)

You don’t even really like Bucky Barnes — he’s grumpy, kinda mean, and totally clueless about how you feel. But damn, he’s so hot it’s driving you crazy. Every time he walks in, all you can think about is what it’d be like if he just took you right there. You try to play it cool… but yeah, that’s not happening.

𝘔𝘰𝘣 𝘉𝘰𝘴𝘴! 𝘉𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴 (im such a whore for mob!bucky so pls send me fics <3)

sinnerman @aquaticmercy 18+ (OBSESSED W/THIS.)

Bucky Barnes is obsessed with a singer at his favorite jazz club.

sins and silk @magicaloneandmystery 18+ (don't have to force me babe🤭)

under the watchful eyes of his criminal entourage and your unapologetic family, you say your vows to the most powerful man in New York City. despite your doubts, your wedding night surprises you in more ways than one. AKA, Bucky knows how to fuck the reader right.

mad for you @marvelstoriesepic (I cried reading this like deadass)

You are a simple maid who cleans the mansion of the Bucky Barnes, always staying in the background. But when one of his men sees you as a target for assault, and manipulates you into taking the blame for something you didn’t do, you are pushed directly into Bucky’s focus.

𝘉𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴

manchild @houseofhyde 18+ (this might be the best fic I've ever read. like actually.)

bucky can't help but wonder why they always come running to you,, or your living fossil of a roommate disapproves of your taste in men and its totally not because he wants a taste of you.

gentlemen @buckysleftbicep 18+ (im so down bad for this man)

Like so chivalrous and respectful. But with him being feral and obsessed with you at the same time. Being obsessed with pleasuring you and treating pleasuring you like his life’s honor. NEED HIM

where the quiet lives @cursedheartsclub 18+ (this has a special place in my heart)

You were supposed to be on your honeymoon. Instead, you’re crashing at Bucky Barnes’s lake house—with his grumpy cat and no idea who you are without the man who asked you to give it all up. You went to the lake to forget your ex. You didn’t expect to fall for the man who owns the house.

spellbound @cursedheartsclub 18+ (sex pollen troupe ily)

You took the hit meant for Bucky—magic that curls under your skin like a fever, an ache that won’t ease no matter how many times you break. And the only thing that eases the fire is him.

bound to burn @cursedheartsclub 18+ (SO SO GOOD!!!)

You’ve never kissed Bucky Barnes—never even touched. Now you’re in his lap at a club in Romania, panties pushed to the side, grinding on his thigh while a voyeuristic arms dealer watches from the shadows. The mission said do whatever it takes—so you do. You moan for him. You beg for him. You come on his fingers in a mirrored room with someone else on the other side of the glass. And the worst part? None of it feels fake. Not his voice in your ear. Not his mouth between your legs. Not the way he says, “Eyes on me, doll.” And when it’s all over? You still ache for him. And he’s still carrying your panties in his pocket.

Falling/Drifting Series @probablybucky (this writer is so amazing. ily)

When you find yourself falling for Bucky Barnes (literally), you wonder if you can let go of the past enough to trust him. Set post TFATWS.

Drifting apart was never part of the plan—but neither was falling in love with Bucky Barnes. With a looming threat on the horizon, distance becomes a liability neither of you can afford.

high water @cheekybarnes (so angsty and personal love it)

You’ve stopped keeping track of the bruises. Bucky hasn’t—and he doesn’t say anything, not until the patterns start looking too much like his own, and it’s almost too late to pull you back.

have we met before? @aquaticmercy (sighs in cuteness)

America Chavez says that you and Bucky are together in every universe.

𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳!𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴

right this time @buckysleftbicep (as he should 😚)

after a disappointing date, bucky decides to show you what a proper date should be like.

1940'𝘴!𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴

his girl @cursedheartsclub 18+ (1940's bucky has my heart)

He called you his girl long before he ever kissed you. Long before he fell off the train. Before Hydra. Before the ice. Before he forgot your name—Bucky Barnes was just a boy who called you his girl. The two of you grew up tangled in the Brooklyn trio with Steve: fists and laughter, scraped knees and stolen glances, slow dances and so many kisses. You were never official. But everyone knew. He made sure of it. And when he left for war, he shouted it across the room for all to hear— “You know I’m gonna marry you when I get back, right?”

𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥!𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺

always been you @bcksgirl 18+ (love it love it love it love it)

you’re fresh out of a break up, and your brother is determined not to let you dwell on your shitty ex. he thinks your annual summer trip with your shared group of friends should do the trick. you think a summer spent staring at his hot best friend will at least lift your spirits a little.

𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥!𝘉𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴

lavender @aquaticmercy 18+ (usually I don't go for stuff like this, but I was like what the hell, why not, and it did not disappoint. very Game of Thrones I love it!!)

The princess is engaged to her childhood best friend, though her true love is her royal guard, James Barnes.

𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺!𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺

the cowboy rule @hanaridulsetcheese 18+ (as a Texas girl herself, I love it!! need more cowboy bucky in my life)

no summary, so here is my own! after arriving in Texas, you meet a charming cowboy named Bucky. When he offers to show you around, you can't help but notice how attractive he is. One night at a bar, he puts his cowboy hat on your head, which can only mean one thing..."You wear a man’s hat, you take him for a ride."

𝘋𝘢𝘥'𝘴𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥!𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺

honey girl. @violentdelightsandviolentends 18+ (this series is a masterpiece.)

The Universe shows you your soulmate when it feels like you need them most. When you least expect it, you're given yours - Bucky Barnes. Your Dad's best friend. You can try to refuse it all you like; but the universe wants what it wants. There's no denying fate.

𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥!𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺

just for tonight, night out, stay for a fortnight @thyme-in-a-bubble 18+ (I can't believe I forgot to put this series on here holy shit. I re-read these at least once a month)

bodyguard!bucky barnes x reader, ex!peter parker x reader, reader’s mom is the british ambassador to france, age gap (10-15 years), forbidden romance, explicit sexual content, total word count is 10.7k

my masterlist <3

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

So Damian is in college, and he’s continued being a vigilante, but people are starting to get a bit suspicious when he leaves during a rouge attack. He needs someone to be his alibi, and it has to be someone he can realistically be around alone for long periods of time.

Enter Danielle Jane Masters. She’s an archaeology major, and is currently looking for a place to live that’s not a dorm. Quiet enough to to slip by, but is also a presence that’s impossible to fully ignore. She’s also pretty and smart enough for their ‘relationship’ to not be a total shock

Damian offers his apartment in exchange for her to be his fake girlfriend.

~

Dani’s attending GU, and after her roommate infested her dorm with mutated cockroaches, she decides that she’s done with the dorm hall.

She can’t exactly find a place to stay with roommates willing to overlook her halfa oddities (doesn’t eat much/at all, eyes glow, etc) and she can’t afford rent on her own (and she would not be asking Vlad for money). Jazz and Danny have enough on their plate, with Danny taking his rightful throne and Jazz getting a PhD in Star City.

Dani also is keeping a low profile, partly due to the GIW and partly due to the bats, who might run her out of town before she finishes her degree.

So having a fake boyfriend to keep her cover as a normal college student is perfect. All she has to do is be a good fake girlfriend until she graduates and she can leave town.

Why Damian needs a fake girlfriend is none of her business, but she suspects hes involved in crime.

They mostly ignore each other, but over time they develop a small friendship and a ‘friends with benefits’ type of thing even though they’re already ‘dating’.

Shenanigans in no particular order:

- Damian notices Dani doesn’t eat much, and gets pretty concerned, especially after he realizes she also doesn’t sleep (halfa stuff)

- Dani gets the flu, and Damian goes full doctor mode. Turns out Dani not only hates being cared for, she’s also clingy when she’s sick

- Dani doesn’t come back one night, so Damian goes out to look for her and finds her as a sacrifice for a cult meant to bring ‘peace and harmony’ to the world. They take her blood and before they add it to the circle, all the power cuts out. Damian heads back to the apartment to find Dani waiting for him, saying she was ‘so worried’ (She was. She sensed he was near during the ritual and caused a city-wide blackout and slipped out invisibly and intangibly)

-the Waynes are entirely convinced that Dani and Damian are actually dating, and Damian goes: ‘these fucking idiots. I wonder how long we can fool them.’ Surprisingly, Danis up for the challenge, and Damian invites her to a gala, where they pretend to be the most in love couple then can be without making it obvious they’re faking. Has Dani always stared at him like this?

-Jon visits, and even he’s convinced. That’s when Damian realizes that he actually wants to date Dani

-Something happens to Dani’s room/bed (maybe it’s flooded, the frame snaps, etc) and suddenly it’s just one bed

-that same night, one of Damian’s sibling slip through Damian’s window bc they’re injured and just see Damian and Dani and it’s just really awkward, especially if one of them wakes up.

-if it’s Dani that wakes up, she just sees a shadow at the foot of the bed, realizes Damian’s sleeping right next to her, and she grabs the nearest lamp and throws it. The person crumples to the ground and Dani finally turns on the light to see a vigilante on the ground unconscious.

- if it’s Damian, he’s just really embarrassed while the vigilante thinks it’s cute. Damian ends up trying to get his sibling to leave while also trying to not wake up Dani, who eventually smothers him with a pillow trying to get him to shut up.

-it turns out they sleep way better when the others there, so they make excuses to stay

-Danny stops by for an hour and is promptly not fooled by their charade and accuses Damian of holding her hostage. Barbara or Tim decide to hack into his apartment’s security camera and catches the part of the conversation where Danny threatens Damian

-one of them gets partnered with a member of the opposite gender, and the other is wildly jealous about it

-one of them gets a stalker and they spot the stalker in public, and in order to ward them off, they start making out with the other. The stalker posts the photos on the internet

-a talk show wants to have an interview with them, and they play a game (“what’s their favorite color? “What’s their biggest pet peeve” etc). They answer every question correctly.

-they have a public pretend fight that gets a little too real

-Jason or Steph finds out and they help Damian plan an apology date

-someone insults Damian too Dani’s face and Dani snaps. There’s yelling, video recordings, and a whole bunch of shit and Dani doesn’t even realize Damian’s standing right behind her, approaching her to ask her out on that apology date.

-Dani gets invited out by some of her friends and they ditch her and Dani’s drunk, has no ride, and is feeling extremely uncomfortable, so she calls Damian, who drops whatever he’s doing to come get her

-Damian gets home late after a rough patrol and Dani fell asleep at the counter waiting for him because she was worried

-fake proposal. Even better if it’s not planned at all, and they’re just like “do you to marry me?” “Ok sure.” “👍”

Any more ideas? Not sure how it’ll end, so i want to see your suggestions

[jiminsafairy]

hit pause - jungkook (roomate!jungkook, cockwarming, fwb?)

summary: you should already know that movie night with your roommate jungkook always ends up turning into something more

pairing: roomate!Jungkook × reader

wc: ~ 1.8k

warnings: pwp, cockwarming, unprotected sex, multiple rounds, tit play.. free use? if you squint?

notes: this was requested! as always, English is not my first language! so excuse any mistakes

“Wanna watch something?” you ask, standing in the kitchen with a half-finished drink in your hand.

“Yeah. Pick whatever," your roommate Jungkook says from the living room. 

He's already on the couch, with his legs spread open and one arm thrown over the backrest. And in classic Jungkook fashion, he’s not wearing any shirt. His chiselled chest is on full display for the enjoyment of your eyes.

You walk over with the cup still in your hand. “Are you sitting in the middle?”

He nods. “And you’re sitting here” he says, patting his lap.

You raise a brow. “On your dick?”

“Yep.” he states, not even blinking. “Keep me warm while we watch the movie.”

You roll your eyes but you’re already setting your drink down on the coffee table and getting close to him. “So needy.”

“For you, pretty? Always” he laughs, tugging his sweatpants down just enough to free his half-hard cock. “Also, is that my shirt?” He grabs his cock and strokes it, but his eyes never leave you.

“It’s comfy” you excuse yourself.

“Mmmh.” He strokes himself lazily. “It looks better on you either way. Off with the shorts tho.”

You shimmy your shorts down and step out of them, taking your panties with them, naked now under the oversized tee. The fabric barely covers your ass.

“That’s better,” he mutters.

You turn around with your back facing him, and climb into his lap.“ Wait. Let me prep you.”

Jungkook’s fingers slide between your legs, stroking your clit with slow, practiced circles. You bite your lip, already arching into his touch.

“You’re wet,” he mutters, pushing two fingers into you without warning. You gasp, grabbing his wrist as he fucks you open.

“Almost there,” he says. “Then I’m putting my cock in this tight pussy.”

Your head falls back on his shoulder. He pumps his fingers faster, thumb flicking your clit until your hips jerk. His fingers work you fast, getting you wet and ready.

“Good?” he asks against your ear.

You nod quickly. “Yeah. Good.”

He pulls his hand back. You reach for his cock, lining him up against your pussy. “Fuck,” he mutters when he bottoms up.

You hum, reaching for the remote and pressing play. The screen lights up, some Avenger movie you have watched like a million times before, and you settle into him.

Jungkook’s hands go under your shirt and grab your tits, and you barely flinch because you know how much he loves your breasts. His thumbs brush against your nipples and you clench around his cock.

“Mmh, that feels good,” you mumble, head tilting back slightly, still looking at the screen.

“Yeah?” he answers softly, pinching your nipple. “Mmmh. Watch, Tony Stark is going to catch that guy playing Galaga ” he says, looking at the screen.

He keeps playing with your nipples. You stay quiet, and let him keep going. You try to pay attention to the movie, you really do, but when you feel his hips slowly move against yours you know what comes next.  “I thought we were watching the movie,” you say, not even trying to sound annoyed.

He laughs under his breath, still toying with your nipple. “We were,” he says, giving your tits another squeeze. “But then your tits got in the way. You expect me to focus with these in my hands?” He presses his hips up a little harder, making you gasp.

“You can pause it. We’ll finish it later.” He adds, peppering kisses over your shoulder.

You grab the remote and hit pause, and go back to lean against his chest again.. Your (his) shirt is now pushed up and bunched under your arms.

“Fuck…” he mutters close to your ear,“Your pussy feels so good.”

You press your back harder to his chest and let him fuck up into you while you sink down. “Mmm yeah… don’t stop.” You whisper.

“Trust me, pretty, stopping is not in my plans,” he says. You don’t see his face, but can almost hear the smile on his face. He gives you a deep thrust.

His right hand leaves your tit and goes south. You feel his fingers against your clit, caressing it with light pressure at first, but soon he starts rubbing harder.

“Shit,” you whimper, hips twitching. “Just like that, fuck!”

He keeps with his rhythm. His thick cock drags inside you, hitting that stop that makes you feel so good. Mixed with his hand rubbing your clit, you know your climax is near.

“Feels good?” he says, a little out of breath now.

“Mmmm…so good. F-fuck, Jungkook. I’m close.”

“I got you, pretty” he says, kissing the side of your neck. “Just let go.”

His finger gets rougher against your clit and his cock keeps slamming hard your insides until you cannot hold it anymore. You cum with your mouth half open, and your eyes shut between cries of pleasure. He doesn’t stop right away, letting you clench around him.

“Good girl,” he whispers after a second.

You’re still pulsing around him, your thighs twitching. He remains quiet for a moment, but then he shifts under you, and his hips pull back just a bit, and then he slams against you again, harder and faster this time. His cock, sleek with your juices, slides in and out easily.

“Shit,” he breathes out. “Do you feel that? How are you squeezing me?”

“Mhm. Keep going.” And you can bet he does.

He groans behind you, and his forehead drops to your shoulder. Putting one arm around your waist he holds you in place. His other hand is still on your tit, but he’s not playing with your nipples anymore, too focused on his own pleasure.

“Fuck… where?” he asks, you feel the neediness in his voice. “Tell me.”

You swallow, still fucked-out. “Inside.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm. Fill me up.” And that is what he needed to send him over the edge.

“Fuck,” he groans. “Fuck! Pretty, I’m gonna cum.”

Thrusting one last time, he spills into you, painting your walls white and his cock buried all the way inside. His head drops against your shoulder and lets out a laugh. His arm stays around your waist and neither of you move.

After a few quiet seconds, he blinks at the screen. “so… we are watching or what?”

You hum, half-gone. “Play it.”

He grabs the remote, cock still inside you, cum still dripping warm between your thighs.

His hands are back to your tits, his fingers brushing your nipples. “mmm these tits..I love them. Ditch the shirt,” he says, tugging at the fabric bunched around your ribs. “What’s the point if it’s already up here?”

His hand slides under it again.  “Just wanna feel you properly.”

You sigh, amused, but lift your arms anyway. He helps you pull the shirt off..  “There we go,” he says, both hands going right back to your chest, like he never left. “Much better. Fuck. Pretty, you’re so fucking soft,” he mutters, almost to himself. “I swear to God I could stay like this all day.”

You lean back into him with a little hum, skin to skin now.  His cock stays inside you, and you feel it twitching every so often. You shift a little, trying to get more comfortable. Your thighs are sticky, but you don’t really care.

He hums behind you, mouth at your neck. “You good?”

You nod, eyes on the screen. “Yep.”

Twenty minutes pass, maybe more. You’re zoned out, barely following the movie when you feel it. A light twitch, followed by another, and you know that his cock is starting to get hard again inside you. 

You glance back over your shoulder, smirking. “Seriously?”

He doesn’t even look at you. Shrugging, his eyes never leave the screen “Mmmh. It’s because of Black Widow. She’s hot.” You roll your eyes, but your hips already start moving.

You feel him swelling, thickening more with every soft little shift of your hips. Your pussy’s still slick. His hand slides down to your waist again and starts rocking up his hips.

Jungkook’s cock drags out slowly, slides back in even slower but this time hitting a different spot inside you. You cannot control the moans.

“That good?”

You nod, eyes still on the screen. “Fuck. Yes. Don’t stop.”

He thrust up again, making you moan even louder. Fucking into you with slow but hard thrusts, the movie still going in the background. Moaning softly, you tilt your head back, and his mouth finds your neck. His warm lips place a few kisses on your skin. 

“Mmm… Go a bit harder.” Not saying anything, Jungkook shifts under you and grips your waist a bit tighter, thrusting again.  You exhale and your hips rock back against his. “Fuck…” you mumble, barely loud enough to hear over the movie.

His cock presses deep, fills you all the way up, and then pulls out just enough to do it again, hitting that sweet spot.

“Shit. Don’t stop, don’t stop! ”

He groans behind you, teeth grazing your neck again. “Yeah? Right there?”

You nod fast. “Fuck, yes. Feels so good.”

You clamp down around him so tight he swears. “Fuck… you’re so fucking tight. Shit.”

“Can I - fuck…” he starts, “Can I cum inside again?”

Not being able to speak, you just let a soft moan out, nodding.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna fill you. Fuck!” And he does, warmth spreading between your legs all over again. His arms wrap tight around your waist while both of you reach your climax.

You just melt into him, letting him fill you. For a moment both of you stay quiet, just your heavy breathings can be heard. His cum is dripping out of you again, making your thighs sticky, but honestly you couldn't care less. 

Jungkook lets out a laugh “God. We’re disgusting.”

You grin, eyes barely open. “Yeah. Whatever.”

A few seconds pass. The movie’s still playing in the background, long past the point where either of you left off. You glance at the screen, squinting. “We missed, like, twenty minutes.”

He groans, grabs the remote from where it’s wedged between the couch cushions, and starts skipping back. “Ugh. Worth it.”

“You’re leaking all over me,” he mutters when his cum leaks onto his thighs.

“Your fault,” you murmur, head tilted against his. “You’re the one that couldn’t help himself.”

“Help me clean up?”

 “Let’s stay like this a bit longer.”

You snort. “You just don’t wanna pull out.”

“Exactly,” he grins, shameless. “It feels too good like this.”

You roll your eyes, but you don’t argue. His cock is still buried inside you, softening slowly. You feel his cum warm between your thighs, his hands cupping your tits again, his chest against your back, and there’s something weirdly comforting about it.

“Besides,” he adds, kissing your shoulder and giving your tits a soft squeeze, “if we wait a little… It'll probably be hard again.”

You huff out a laugh, leaning back into him, knowing a round 3 is just around the corner.

[artpepkin]

That moment when ur dad comes back wrong

[kensatou]

j… jesus oppa ;____;

[toonerdformyself]

I have been reading a lot of headcanons of the justice league, my favorites are when batman reveals his identity but only to....Green arrow

It's so fun because imagine if for any reason Batman is forced to reveal his identity and everyone thinks he will choose Superman or/and Wonderwoman (because you know THE trinity, the dream team) BUT NO, he chooses green arrow

at this point the justice league already put aside whatever they were doing and start questioning batman, that is to say without hate towards Ollie but he is not the most secretive, nor the most competent, I mean HE IS NOT EVEN THE CLOSEST TO BATMAN, so yes, even Oliver is wondering why him?

and then without anything else Batman does or says some kind of code, at that moment everyone thinks that he must have already lost his mind when they hear the BIGGEST gasp from none other than Green Arrow, now he is running to hug Batman jumping and holding on like a koala while screaming

"WHY YOU NEVER SAID IT BEFORE SILLY"

"so you understand?"

"OF COURSE I UNDERSTAND IT'S OUR SUPER SECRET SUPER BEST FRIENDS CODE"

That's when J'onn leaves the room because he's not going to deal with the nonsense that these supposed heroes are thinking, the earth is doomed with these fools

Flash is screaming terrified that someone replaced Batman and brainwashed Ollie

Aquaman and Captain Marvel are pretending to know whatever is going on because they totally didn't sleep for half of the meeting

Black Canary's eyes are so wide and she looks like she had an epiphany from something Ollie said

Green Lantern still doesn't get over the fact that Batman is revealing his identity? (of course in such a weird way that only one of them understands, fuck him) but at the end of the day revealing his identity?

Wonder Woman and Superman are having a crisis and they are GREEN with envy, because not only did Batman reveal his identity to Green Arrow of all people, but he is also HUGGING him (also, they are the Bat's best friends, thank you very much)

Then Oliver, oblivious to everything, finishes by saying

"Wait, this means I kissed THE KNIGHT OF GOTHAM, THE BATMAN?, wow B you are killing me"

everyone explodes

totally based on this amazing post

[grilledcheeseandguavajelly]

The lovers and their roommate ✨

[laz-kay]

Later:

There was never a straight explanation for this🪐

Happy pride month to them, I guess🏳️‍🌈

[fortuneaspiration]

So, the Lees.

While it may not look like it from my way of posting each family has their story behind every decision.

The Lee family is in origins leaning towards blasian, but since Dean is mixed, their lineage in name is more to their mother Korean side.

The Lees started with Chaewon Lee and Dean Allen, they had Soojin and eventually got married when Ahreum was on her way. Chaewon has been fixated on her culinary career meanwhile Dean was more of a househusband being a summer camp teacher, he taught all of his kids their toddler skills and 3/5 how to study. Soojin as their eldest was their dear baby, she grew up closer in age to Ahreum and Sooyoung. She had two girlfriends growing up, Nanami and Rosalie, but married neither and ended up with her college girlfriend, Momo. Her kids lean more towards Momo Japanese lineage.

Ahreum was a whole rollercoaster ever since she hit teenage years, she ended up getting pregnant and having to leave her baby with her parents while she finished college, she has three kids with her husband, Gina, Qing y Hwa, when Peter cheated on her, she agreed to get back at him with Angel but it ended up backfiring after she got pregnant with Astra, after counseling they did not divorce and are still living together.

Sooyoung is the calm one of the bunch, she has had only one partner her entire life and that's her wife, Saturn. They have two happy kids and have never really had any problems with one another.

Haru was a in the background kind of child and teen, he never really wanted to stood out and had a very normal upbringing compared to his sisters, he was more gravitational towards Hyunoo as a kid. He married his teen love Tara and have two kids as of now.

Hyunoo was the baby of the bunch and while he was pampered by his teen and adult sisters he grew up more closely on age to Haru. His union to Hathor Pereira was on the eve of her fallout with her mom, and that why she ended up living with the Lees half of her teen years.

[reikiwie-art]

🏡💙roomate au 1/? just a cute idea with them‼️🫶 and maybe a part 2 i'll see!! a first visit !! idk !!

[severinstarblaze]

Has someone done this yet

(pipis text edition under the cut)

[boomposhpow]

uhh college fiddauthor because they have a grip on me

[mooningningg]

★ Roomate!Sukuna comes home bruised and bleeding.

You sit cross-legged on your bed, a tub of ointment in your lap, cotton pads and medical tape scattered around you like a make-shift ER, while Sukuna slouches in front of you — shirtless, bruised, and bloody. His back leans against your pink headboard, legs stretched across your comforter like he owns the place. Which, to be fair, he kind of does. Half of it, anyway.

“You’re bleeding on my duvet,” you say, voice flat as you wipe the dried blood from the corner of his mouth.

“Get a darker fuckin’ duvet, then,” he snaps, eyes narrowing like it’s your fault he's currently held together by spite and butterfly bandages. “Didn’t tell you to play nurse, did I?”

You ignore him. You always do when he’s like this—wounded, stubborn, too proud to admit he’s hurting. You dab at a split on his brow and he flinches.

“Stay still.”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? Sadistic little brat.”

“You’re the one who got into a fight in broad daylight,” you mutter, dabbing a little harder than necessary. He growls low in his throat. “Over what, again?”

“Tch.” He looks off to the side, jaw ticking. “Some piece of shit cut in line. At the taco truck.”

You stare at him. “You beat someone up over food?”

“It wasn’t just that,” he snaps, shifting his weight like he’s still running hot. “It was the way he fucking looked at me. Smug. Like he thought he could just walk past me like I’m not there. Like I’m not someone who’ll bash his teeth in for breathin’ wrong.”

You dab at a gash on his cheek. It’s not too deep, but angry and red. He winces but doesn’t move this time.

“You know you didn’t have to escalate it to violence, right?”

He scoffs. “Motherfucker said I ‘look like I bark outside gas stations.’”

You blink. “Do you?”

He glares at you. “Try me.”

You snort. “You’re lucky he didn’t have backup.”

“Hah. Wouldn’t matter. None of those bastards can touch me.” He tilts his chin up with that signature arrogance, a cocky grin tugging at one corner of his bruised lip. “I had that fucker on the pavement in thirty seconds. Didn’t even crack my knuckles.”

“You did crack your ribs though.”

He grunts but doesn’t deny it.

And then, without thinking, your hand brushes across his side—gently, just to feel for swelling—and his whole body goes rigid. His muscles tense beneath your fingertips like he’s trying to pretend it doesn’t affect him. But it does. The pain. The closeness.

He hates being taken care of. Hates it more when it’s you, because you never ask why he’s like this. You just see the wreckage and grab a towel.

He glances down at you. Your brow is furrowed, lips pressed together as you carefully tape the last bit of gauze to his side. So damn close.

He’d take every punch, every hit, every cracked rib in the world if it meant you’d look at him like this again. Eyes soft. Hands gentle. Worry in your voice, even if you call him a dumbass while doing it.

But of course, he has to ruin it.

“This is pathetic,” he mutters. “You playing nurse like you’re my little girlfriend or somethin’. You got a thing for broken men, huh?”

You roll your eyes, but your voice is quieter now. “I have a thing for people who don’t bleed on my pink sheets every other week.”

“They’re fuckin’ hideous,” he mumbles.

You smile a little.

He sees it. He hates how much he likes it.

“…Still didn’t ask for this,” he says after a beat, but the bite in his voice has dulled. “You didn’t have to patch me up.”

“I know,” you say, brushing your fingers across his cheek again, softer now. The worst of it’s handled. “You never do.”

And you don’t say what you’re thinking. That it’s because you care. That you’re scared each time he comes home limping. That you’ve memorized where to find antiseptic in the middle of the night just because of him.

He watches you gather the trash and stand up to throw it away. His fingers twitch against his thigh like he wants to reach for you but won’t let himself.

“Hey,” he says just before you leave the room.

You pause at the door, glancing back.

His voice is quiet, low. “Thanks.”

You smile again. “Don’t bleed on my pillow.”

“Yeah, yeah, brat.”

But when the door clicks shut behind you, and he's left alone in your too-pink room with the smell of your lotion on his hands, he exhales through his nose.

He’d do it all again tomorrow if it meant you’d hold him like that again.