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granolabird · 3 years

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I realized I never posted my Peter x Reader fic on here so I thought I might as well do it even though everyone and their grandma has probably already read it on Ao3 oops.

(Also idk how to do all this fanfic fancy tumblr formatting stuff I apologize I'm an old woman)

Late Nights With Peter

Notes: I wrote this at 1AM during a mental breakdown a few weeks back :) University is a bitch.

It’s late, and I’m half asleep. The tv drones on, displaying some horror movie I can’t recognise past sleep-bleary eyes. Beside me sits Peter, my head resting lightly on his side as I slowly pass out. He doesn’t notice, or if he does, he doesn’t seem to care, only focused on watching the movie and seeing how many marshmallows he can fit in his mouth at once. From what I can tell, it’s at least ten. I adjust myself slightly, snuggling closer to him, and he looks over eyes wide. “Hey, are you still awake?” He speed-chews the marshmallows before he asks, giving me a small nudge. “Barely.” I huff and he gives a small chuckle. “You need me to run you upstairs?” He offers and I shake my head as well as I can from the position I’m in, curled up on the couch. “I’m too comfy. You make a good pillow.” He smiles and presses a soft kiss to the top of my head. “As much as I appreciate the compliment, I think it’s time we get you to bed. I don’t know how long I could stay still, even as your honorary pillow.” He reaches over and presses a button on the converter to turn the tv off, before scooping me up, bridal-style. “Fiiine.” I lament knowing it’s too late to try and stay on the couch, seeing as I’m already in his arms. He grins, before running us up to the bedroom and placing me swiftly under the covers, then following suit.

He snuggles close to me, laying one arm over my side as I press into his warm chest. “How did I get so lucky to find someone like you?” I ask, my words muffled in his baggy sleep-shirt. “I could say the same about you.” He sighs, running a hand through my hair. We’re quiet for a moment, but he doesn’t stop moving his hand through my hair slowly. “Hey, I know it’s late but can… can I ask you something?” His words are uncharacteristically quiet and I look up from his chest, searching his face to figure out what he’s thinking. Peter is notorious for late-night pondering of the worst kind. After everything he’s been through, I can’t blame him. “Anything.” I offer in response, but he doesn’t smile this time, he just keeps petting my head lightly. “This is kind of weird, but do you think the guys back at the school care about me?” He questions, and I lift my head to meet his eyes. “What?” I shake my head, a little confused and still sleepy, and he takes a moment to ponder. “It’s just that, I go on all these missions, I do all this work to help them, and they just… keep going. They don’t thank me, they don’t pay me any mind, and then they go off for drinks after the mission and half the time they don’t even ask me to join them. I’m just a comic relief to them, I think. What if they leave me? My dad left me, Logan left all of us, I’ve never had anyone stay as long as you have really, so who’s to say you won’t leave too? Shit, I don’t know, maybe I just need to go to sleep.” His anxiety seems to grow with every word he says, and his eyes are staring off into somewhere far away. His hand has stopped moving across my hair now and it falls softly onto the bed.

“Peter.” I say, lifting a hand to his cheek to snap him out of his daze. “I do think you need to go to sleep, your mind goes much too fast.” I huff out, before continuing. “But they care about you, I can promise you that. Scott told me the other day that you’re one of his best friends. Did you know that?” I offer, and Peter tips his head slightly, leaning into my hand. “He did?” “Yeah, he did. And you know why they don’t invite you to drink with them. You can’t-” “Get drunk.” He finishes my sentence for me, a gleam shining in his eyes. “But it was pretty funny when I got the video of Kurt drunk off his ass, wailing ABBA on karaoke night.” His sense of humor is returning, and I grin up at him. “He’s never going to forgive you for that one.” I chuckle, moving my hand from his cheek so that it can grip his free hand. He chuckles too, and I feel warmth light up my chest. “And Peter, you know I’d never leave you.” “I know.” He responds almost immediately, pressing his face into the top of my head. “I know, I just get worried sometimes. I’ve lost so many people. Been through so much shit that it just...” He trails off, his words muffled against my hair. “The others on the team care about you Peter, everyone does. You’re basically a son to Charles, and your dad? Who gives two shits about him, the dickhead is a mass murderer. He doesn’t deserve you.” I tell him, and he lifts his face to look at me again.

“Hey! That's my father you’re talking about!” He exclaims quietly, but the light in his eyes tells me he’s joking. “He may be your father, but he’s still an asshole. The only good thing he’s ever done is bring you into this world.” I say sternly. “I don’t know, that time he killed the president was pretty awesome.” He offers, and I force myself to put on the most fed-up face my exhausted brain can create. He laughs fully now, and I feel his chest rumbling as he goes. “Why are you laughing.” I huff, trying my best to sound annoyed despite the smile pressing at my lips. “Because you look so damn cute when you try to look mad at me.” He whispers, and I sigh letting my smile come through and shaking my head. “You’re such a ladies man.” I say mockingly, and he grins at me. “I know, right?” Peter lets another chuckle escape him, before he leans himself down to kiss me. It’s not intense but rather light, soft and subtle, as he uses the one arm he has thrown around me to somehow pull me even closer. I lean into him, and we rest against each other's lips for a long while, just enjoying the presence of one another.

I feel him smiling against my mouth, before he pulls back and looks over me, eyes tracing my face. “I love you.” He says, and I laugh and bury my head in his shirt again. It smells like marshmallows and faint cologne that reminds me of an autumn breeze. It reminds me of home. Peter, my love, my sweet, my everything. You are my home. I don’t voice any of this though, and instead opt for “You smell like marshmallows.” He responds by half-heartedly kicking me under the blanket. “Wow, thanks. I feel so loved right now.” He grumbles, and I look back up to him. “I love you too you big goof. I’d probably love you a lot more if you just let me sleep.” I tell him, and he sighs, letting his head flop on his pillow. “Right sorry, I forgot you’re little miss sleeping beauty. Remind me to wake you up in the morning with a kiss?” He jokes, and I press my face back against his chest. “I know you won’t need the reminder.” I tell him as I settle myself into a comfortable position to sleep in. “You’re right.” He mumbles, and I can tell he’s getting tired too. He adjusts himself, his one arm still flung around me and trying, to no avail, to bring me even closer. Then, Peter settles my head in the crook of his neck, and sighs, clearly feeling comfortable. “Goodnight.” He says, and I smile into his chest. “Goodnight Peter, I’ll see you in the morning.” I tell him, before fading into the lull of sleep. I’m not sure what I dream about, but somewhere running through my dreams I know there is a handsome silver-haired man, who owns my heart, and I know I am loved.

#peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff #reader insert #fluff #domestic fluff #xmen #x men #x men apocalypse #x men days of future past #This is just me projecting everything I want in a relationship onto Peter oops #But like it's sweet and nice and cute #also bad storm outside rn lots of snow it's gross #but it's fine I have my Peter fics to keep me company oops

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fandom-blackhole · 3 years

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I'm back from my mandatory two day socialization recovery period required for all socialization even if I enjoy it. It's time for some Mermaid!Din au thoughts (No thots unfortunately but we'll live)

First off I love the isolation that the reader faces because of the lighthouse they live in. And I love how the townspeople being nice to the reader help give them a reason to stick around when weird things start happening.

I love how it took months before anything strange starts happening, like were Din and Grogu just not around or were they observing the reader. Did Din ever try to stop Grogu from damaging the lighthouse or did he let the little rascal do as he pleased.

· And gosh I love the idea of reader dressing in old worn clothing, a knit sweater with fraying sleeves, sweat pants covered in paint from repairs, an old windbreaker to help keep the cold out. It makes me heart all warm and fuzzy.

Edna, who i've head cannoned as this series Miss Chatham (H2O: just add water charter) is honestly life goals. Like live near ocean - check(ish), have rare knowledge that can be used to help new person - check, being just slightly spooky -amazing. And is that a little matchmaker I see her playing? I love it.

Then Grogu being injured :( I bet that Din is absolutely being eaten alive by guilt even though we all know it’s not his fault and he does literally anything he can to keep Grogu safe and happy.

And In love how Din is venerable enough to ask for help, like he recognizes that this is something out of his area of expertise so he goes to the person he knows is “safe” to get help. He’s humble enough to admit that he needs help and is not capable of doing everything for Grogu. And being able to admit that is an important life skill that not enough people have.

· But even after he ask the reader for help he is still hesitant which shows that even though hes trusting reader he will still kick (is it still a kick if its with a tail) the readers ass if he hurts him.

“But you can help him” Oh my heart the trust in that sentence. Like Din just heard, “so yeah I can help your son but I have to take him somewhere it will be hard for you to follow. And he needs to stay there for at least a week, and even if you manage to come its going to be so far from your natural element.” But he was still on board with the plan. And then he goes to climb on the rock so he can drag himself all the way to the light house because he can’t let his little boy go alone even if it means hurting himself to do it.

Reader was smart af for doing the old blanket slipperaroo trick

Reader immediately knowing something was up when she walked into town is so realistic. She literally is hiding a massive secret at her lighthouse of course anyone would be on edge walking back into society. Especially a society that already knows a little something about the secret. But them to amplify it. Miss Chatham to the rescue. She knows that reader is up to something and she uses her powers as an old lady with lungs and karen potential to scare off the problem for a little bit. The reader just placed so much trust on Edna by straight up telling her that she's housing Din and Grogu.

· Also that fool browsing the menstrual hygiene rack, like dumbass. Is this your way of making him miss every shot? Because we know that storm troopers are well known for their ability to miss every shot so making him automatically turn to tampons? Genius

Cashier for the win, like beep beep bitch now pay up

The "cyare" omg and then the reader warning Din about the cookies and him being so curious about them. The way Din is so perceptive of the readers mood that he is already able to tell that something is wrong. It was such a smart idea to have the reader lead with asking him to give her a small chance to calm down about what happened in the town.

Din and the reader low-key flirting and teasing each other at the end is so adorable. Grogu with the cookie absolutely melts my heart like of course that boy is hungry.

So this is a slightly polished layout of my stream of consciousness while reading this. Does it make sense? Probably not. But I love this idea and you have done it justice.

Ahhhhhhz thank you for all of the lovely thoughts and compliments, im glad you like my story and I hope it continuesto meet your expectations!!!! And you made perfect sense darling!

To reply to some things:

Honestly, I chose the isolation for two reasons, 1- it made sense, especially for how the plot is going to play out, privacy and isolation is needed, and 2- im introverted and I like being alone, so I just projected

The town's people are great! They are used to having lighthouse keepers just up and leave because of all the weird stuff, so the second that one sticks around they were all overjoyed, because like I said, a lot of the people work on boats fishing so the lighthouse is super important to them

Din did wait and observe the reader, wanting to know what to do when to attempt to scare them off. But also like no, he tried keeping Grogu away from the lighthouse as much as possible, not knowing what the reader might do to him, and just being a protective father, but we all know Grogu is a little shit and he snuck out before Din could stop him

Reader dresses in the COMFIEST clothes, and honestly, I am very much a sweater and comfy leggings kind of person, so again, something I am projecting

I love that you and everyone is loving Edna, she is definitely one of those cool old ladies that sneak you treats and shenanigans when no one is looking!

Also because idk if anyone has pointed it out.... in the last chapter I thought I was heavily hinting at it, but maybe it was more subtle than I thought, Edna and her MERMAID were alot more than friends *wink wink* she's gay as fuck and thats why she made the joke about not liking NUTS

Din loves Grogu, in and out of this AU, and it was 1000% not his fault that Grogu got hurt, in fact he was trying to protect him! Din definitely panicked and the first person that came to mind was the reader, and while he didn't know them, he knew for some reason they were safe to go to for help (as well as knowing the lighthouse would be a good place to hide while some things cooled down 👀), but Din will always be cautious because he is scared for his son

Din is just *chef's kiss* 👌, an amazing father who will do ANYTHING for his son, no matter what it takes

The whole blanket thing literally came from my childhood, thinking about how my sisters and I would drag eachother around on blankets, and I just thought it would be great for this scenario

Like the reader is gonna get real paranoid during this series, im not going to lie to you, things are gonna get rough, but Edna is the MVP she's one of those people that could pull your darkest secrets from you just by glancing at you, and the reader pretty much assumed she was safe to talk to after she had informed her about the food offerings

Ok ok, as for the dudes, I was too lazy to look up their names and stuff but they were these dudes from season 1 that gave Din Grogu's bounty: the first dude is the one 'hiding' in the women's hygiene section

Din is just obsessed for human food at this point, and he feels things for the reader even of he doesn't want to admit it quite yet

Din also may be oblivious as fuck, but he's also observant, hes a bounty hunter for fucks sake, he needs to be able to pick up on these things, so yes in my stories Din is really good at picking up on emotions, even if he doesn't fully know how to react to them

Im aiming for a slow burn foc, but to be honest with you all, chances are it is going to be a regularly paced romance, which for my writing is slow paced, so yeah the idiots are flirting and teasing eachother, but also like they will not be talking about or admitting feelings for at least a few more chapters

Grpgu deserves all the cookies!!! He's a growing tadpole, who has been magically healing himself while in a coma like state, so he hasnt eaten in days, and if he wanted he'd probably be able to devour 2x his body weight and then some, so a few cookies recieved in some kind of mysterious way are well achieved

Merman!Din Tags: @writeforfandoms @ahopelessromanticwritersworld @honey-goth @mando-abs @lux-cream-67 @rachelle-on-the-run @katcharm @ladamari68 @bluegalaxyprime @my-life-as-a-bird @altarsw @zarakem @stargazingthenightaway

(Added the taglist in case any of you guys wanted to read over my thoughts and things bc I have some hcs and cleared somethings up ypu may be wondering about)

#merman!din djarin #merman au #merman!din x lighthouse keeper!reader #and tadpole!grogu

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minthysugamon · 3 years

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Why'd you only call me when you're high? (J.JK x Reader)

Drummer! Jungkook x Manager's daughter! Reader.

Warnings: Mentions of sex,drugs and alcohol. Usage of foul language (like in most of my writings bc i talk like a roadman). Friends with benefits type of relationship. Kinda angsty but also fluffy if you search for the fluff with a magnifying glass.

Word count: 2222 (hehe,angel number go brr)

A/N: I promise,i will try to do some smut but i don't feel comfy enough to write it bc idk...i just cringe when i see my writing. So sorry if it isn't what you guys expect...

3:03 am

Your phone buzzed once again. It was for the 6th time tonight in a row,so even without looking at the device,it was safe to assume that the rockstar your dad managed was probably at some pub,hammered and not even being able to call a cab for himself so he called your number. Like usual. 3:04 am. It rang again. "What? It better be an emergency cause i swear to god if you're calling because you're dru-" his laugh was as intoxicating as the liquor he had sipped on some minutes ago. "Doll,listen...i need a ride...and since your dad is our manager,it would be greatly appreciated if you came for me..." a sigh left your lips as you hang up on him.

But Jungkook didn't stop pestering you. The drummer of V2J was a pain in the ass. As shy and awkward he was in his sober times,his horndog behaviour was equalising if not surpassing his normal behaviour when he was thrashed.

You picked up the call one more time when the familiar ringtone went off. "Hey,why are you so rude,dollface? Don't you know hangin-" your words cut off his as soon as he was trying to do his monologue. "Jungkook. Like how you said it so cleverly,MY DAD is the manager. Not me. Pester him at 3 am if you have some difficulties to go home,not his daughter. Thank you. I have an exam in two days, i have to study tomorrow. Or today because at this point of the night i can't say tomorrow,so let me get the 2 hours of sleep i could still get tonight if i go to sleep in less than 10 minutes.. Leave me alone. Call Taehyung or something,i don't care. Now please don't call me again. Thanks." Then the tune of the "Hang Up" option resonated in your room once again.

Truth be told, if it would've been the first time he calls you and asks you for help at 3 in the morning,you would've helped his dumbass out,but it wasn't the case. Whenever Jungkook had some nightly problems, you were the first target in his contact list. It wasn't the first time he called you to pick him up from somewhere or to let him stay at your place for the night because he lost his keys to his appartment after a wild escapade with his bandmates to the nearest club. And it never ended with him only sleeping on your couch. It usually started at the front door and ended with him sleeping an arm around you after fucking your brains out. If he had been serious about this whole weird relationship you had, it would've been official for more than a year now,but he has to keep his rockstar persona intact. So of course,you were nothing more than the daughter of his manager who was good enough to be fucked when he was drunk or high.

At 3:36,someone rang at the interphone of your home. When you got up from your bed with a huff,you were already seeing the tatted up boy's smirk on the camera in a mental image. And you weren't wrong. His smirk was present as soon as the little screen had lit up with his face so close to it,you though he was a toddler seeing an interphone for the first time in his life. "You really came here at 3 and a half? Jeon,for fucks sake. If i get down there,i'mma beat some sense into you,so you better start running now." He simply laughed,a noise of exasperation leaving his throat. "Aw...come on (Y/n)...let me in,i lost my keys..."

You pushed on the key button,you let him in again. At this point it was exthausing because you knew what this meant. And even if you wanted to deny it,your brain wanted this to stop,but your heart was yearning for him. "I swear to god Jungkook,if you come here again at 3 am,i will stick a pipe up your ass." You unlocked the door for him and let him enter your home.

Fatal mistake because he didn't even answer,he simply pushed you against the wall and looked into your eyes,foreheads touching. "And why would you do that sweetheart? Hm? I thought you liked when i come here...for you." You can't deny it,you fell for him over the months,you fell for this idiot who liked banana milk more than anything else,who drank whisky with more cola than he should because he hated alcohol but wanted to keep his bad boy persona. But the smell of a woman on him made your heart sink. "Jungkook,please...just go and take of your shoes,i will bring you a blanket and a pillow so you can sleep on the couch."

He took your words in a hurtful way,his expression changed from flirty to genuinely hurt. "So...we aren't sleeping together like always?" You scoffed and got out of his grip. "I don't even know why i let you in. If you wanted to get your dick sucked again,you could've called one of your groupies." You disappeared in your room to search for a blanket and pillow,not that you deemed him deserving of such comfort,but he was also keen to be shivering at night without a blanket so it would be better for him to get some warmth during the dark hours. With a shaky breath,you went back to the living room and placed the pillow and comforter on the couch. "(Y/n)...what's the matter?" No answer. You didn't want to answer his question,he wasn't worthy for an answer,but his insistance was made clear when he took your hand into his and brought you closer to him. "Please...(Y/n)...answer me,i'm getting worried at this point,what's the matter?" Inhaling some fresh oxygen as the lump in your throat was only getting tighter,it finally dawned on you. You were in love with him. "Why'd you only call me when you're high?" The tears started to sting in your eyes,the drummer looked at you with a questioning expression. "High? What do you mean?" "Why'd you only call me and come here when your high?" After repeating your previous question,your voice cracked and all tears were let to flow down on your cheeks. "What? (Y/n) i really don't understand what you're talking about." "Why are you only showing interest in me when you're drunk and need to empty your balls. Is it more clear like that?" Jungkook's heart cracked at the sight of you crying because of him. He didn't want you to fall for him,not when he's at the peak of his career,but it would be a lie to say he didn't feel something for you.

"(Y/n)...come on,you know i can't be with someone. I thought that we both made this clear." His tattoed arms were still securely wrapped around you,stroking your back in the hopes of the action giving you some comfort,but as soon as you looked up to him with teary eyes,he couldn't help but let his waterworks flow too. Truth be told,Jungkook hated to see you sad,as awkward as the situation was right now,he hated seeing the one he fell for sad. "No,you made it clear for yourself. You're always acting nice with me,always closing any distance we had between us...no matter how hard i try to stay away from you,you suffocate me...if it was with hatred,it would be better,but it isn't. You're always here to fuck me up then rebuild me once you're sober. I fucking hate you for making me fall for you but i hate myself more for letting myself fall for you."

Your words were stinging. Even poisonous to his ears. Did you really hate him? And as much as it hurt him,it hurt you the same. You never really saw someone else in the hopes of being his one day,you won't blame it on him because you were the one in control of your own life,but every step you declined from someone else was to aliment the hope of being his one day. "I'm sorry...(Y/n)...i...i know you like me...but it won't work out. I do see you as more than just a friend with benefits,i do like you too...but...i can't be with you when i don't even know what tomorrow is made of." You tried to get out of his grip,but it only tightened and he brought your chin up with two fingers. "Listen,don't think i don't like you...if i didn't..you wouldn't be the first one i call to help me,fuck,i know i sound like an asshole for saying this but i do like you...i just..." he was getting ridiculous at this point and he knew it. "You just what? You don't want to miss out on someone else. I get it. You want your target list to be finished then crawl back to me when you're done." "(Y/n) it's not like tha-" you finally got out of his grip. "No. Don't say anything. I get it. But i won't be a second choice to anyone. Let alone you. Good night." You quickly wiped your tears away and went to your room,closing the door behind yourself,leaving Jungkook alone,in the dark living room.

He was tossing and turning for more than an hour now. You could hear it from your room how he was walking up and down the hall. 'I really fucked up.' he thought to himself and he wasn't wrong. You were probably the only person who would really go to hell and back for him and you were the only person he would do the same for. Then why was he acting like an asshole towards you now? Now that he was sure of your feelings,why did he have to break everything he tried to build? It couldn't end like that.

He softly knocked on your door,even if you told him to go away,he opened the door and lied down next to you,taking your body in his arms,nuzzling his face into the skin of your neck. "I'm sorry..." his soft lips placed a kiss on your neck and hands grabbed yours. "Sorry for what? For at least telling me the truth?" "(Y/n)...it's not like that...i just don't want to fuck things up. I prefer to fuck it up now than once we're together. I...i do love you...i heard the bells and the fireworks as soon as i saw you...but i don't want to fuck this up. Simply because i know how fans are,how groupies are. I prefer you seeing my fuckboy image than the real me,as much as i hate it though." You turned around,facing him,still in his clutch. "Well too late dumbass,i fell for the awkward and nice you,the one i see during studio hours,during practice,not this...whole flirty fuckboy persona that i get to see at every thursday at 3 am." He inhaled then kissed your forehead,bringing you closer to him. "It's too late for me to ask you to be my girlfriend...right? I don't want things to end...and,if the only way for me to stay with you is to put that image aside,i'm willing to do it." You sighed. He was still in the wrong. You didn't want him to change for you,but for him. To be himself again. "Jungkook,you don't understand...i want you to be you. I don't want you to rush into things because you don't want to lose me. Plus,you might not like a relationship,so if you don't want one right now,then leave me alone and don't make me fall for you more."

He shut you up before you could go on your monologue with a kiss. Not a rushed one like usually. But a soft one. One that tasted like cigarettes,monster,alcohol and love. "I love you...and starting a relationship now...or in 5 years...it won't change shit...no matter what i think now. I...after thinking about it...what you said...you're right. If i don't jump in right now...what will it change in 2 or 5 years? Nothing...i will still be the same if i don't change now." His frown turned into a small smile when he felt your nose in his neck,a light peck on his skin and your hands on his back. "So...you really want to start something with me...out of love and not out of pity?" He smacked the back of your head,out of habit but also out of outrage,he didn't want you to think he was doing this out of pity. "You dumbass,i want to be with you. I really want to. Out of love. Not because i pity you. You are probably the only person who would accept my headassery...and i love you. So please...don't ever think i would do this brcause of pity." You simply laughed,still sniffing a little bit and cupped his cheeks. "Good,because...i love you too." He kissed you first,again. Now with more passion though. His hands roaming around your back and ribcage,then on your waist,he couldn't help but pull you closer,until it couldn't be done anymore. "I know you do...now...shouldn't we sleep..? Because it's half past five...and you have to wake up at 10 so you can study..." You kissed his neck once more then placed your head on his chest. "It's already almost 6..might as well watch some cartoons and eat breakfast,no?" Jungkook's face lit up like a child's at the candy store. "Now i know why i heard the bells and the fireworks when i saw you."

I hope you guys enjoyed this,i kinda made it longer than most of my writings,but i still hope it's okay!

My requests are always open,so please,if you have something to request,i am more than happy to do it!

#bts #bts scenarios #bts imagines #jungkook #bts au #jungkook scenarios #jeon jungkook #bts angst #bts fluff #rockstar bts au #drummer au #bts drummer au #jungkook drummer au

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xnchxntmxnt · 3 years

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OMG HAPPY 2OO LUV!! ILYSM, AND YOU DEFINITELY DESERVE MORE!! AS EXPECTED I'M HERE FOR THE MATCHUP EVENT AND I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING LATE KSDJFHSDF

1 | name : amie 2 | pronouns : s/her 3 | preferred gender : doesn't really matter 4 | self-description :

— it's ya clown sho <3 anyway, i'm an ambivert but more inclined towards the introvert side. my MBTI is INFJ and i'm a Gemini. i'd describe myself as someone who's very observant? yea, i guess. i'm awkward and you know it. My favorite color is blue, specifically sapphire, but i love all pastel colors. My fav show is Chicago Medical and all the psychological and crime thrillers out there are my favorite ( silent patient is my #1 though ) I love painting, playing piano and basketball!

— what i look in a partner you ask, uh, someone who can tolerate my silence. there are times when i go quiet for a whole day, i'll barely speak, no interaction nothing. i want someone who'd not exactly 'deal with it' but 'understand it.' also, i want someone who i can talk to without any hesitation. i have a hard time opening up so i don't do it but when i do, i spill almost everything. i might cry, might have anxiety attack, i might even shout. i know it's not very healthy but i want someone who can help me with those. plus someone who i can read with please <3 cheating and not having any respect for personal space would be the major deal breaker for me

5 | gen. aesthetic : my fashion sense starts from sweats and ends in sweats. i'm a big fan of those oversized hoodies and shirts, like something really comfy. however, i do have a collection of formal wears like blazers and dress.

6 | color/s to describe myself : red, actually. if not read then blue. it switchers but red 90% of the times.

7 | fav song/s : literally everything by Chase Atlantic and The Neighborhood. However, my absolute favorites are some of the famous classical pieces like Experience by Ludovico Einaudi and Chopin's Ballade No. 1 Op 23.

8 | fav genre of music : classical music ( Beethoven, Einaudi and Chopin own my heart )

Lol this is very lengthy I'm sorry, btw congrats again!

I looked into MBTI, I looked into zodiacs, I went off of what you said

Here he is, the man, Seijoh’s do-it-all guy

HANAMAKI TAKAHIRO ur new boyfriend

There is not enough content for him, anyway

How You Met

Bear with me here

Think about this

Artist!hanamaki

You love painting? Art club.

Idk if youre actually in any art club but shhh

Anyway, it was probably some sort of community thing full of tons of different age artists (bc you’d have basketball or something after school and he had volleyball)

So like once a week on thursday afternoons everyone gets together and does all sorts of artsy stuff

Everyone listens to lo fi music (or you can bring headphones) and chit chat and just paint for a couple hours

Its in the back section of a library (bc the library near me does stuff like this its awesome) so if you want you can go read a book while you wait for things to dry

One day the person that ran it suggested you talked to the new guy

He was about your age, it was his first day, they didn't know what all he was good at, and tbh they thought you two would look cute together

Just the vibes yk

So you set up your canvas and stuff next to him and introduced yourself

And you guys just vibe to the playlist

He’s REALLY good

Compliments you a lot too

Which is fun because he’s cute so it makes you a little flustered

You find out you guys go to the same school and he’s on the VB team

And says he has a (practice) game that weekend and asks you to come if you can

Which you do

And they win! So its fun!

Matsukawa basically asks you out for him though

He’s heard all about you already

“You don't get it issei! She’s so pretty!! God, she touched my hand and I thought I was gonna die!!!!!” “the enthusiasm is new for you” “shut up asshole” (conversation from the night before)

So he walks up to you after the game and is like “Hey so,,, we’re going out to get some lunch, you wanna come?”

Makki thinks HES flirting with you and is pissed off about it

Until you all sit down for lunch and oh, the only open spot for him is next to you (since when is matsukawa willing to sit between iwaizumi and oikawa??)

He asked you out after art club that week (Mattsun threatened not to give him any more monster for the rest of the month if he didn't get the guts to do it)

General Headcanons

You date hanamaki, you're also dating matsukawa

There’s no separating them (good thing ur MBTIs work together too, especially for strong friendships)

This was literally my first thought

Good luck with both these trolls

More on that later

Of course he’s going to be worried if you go radio silent for a while, but he'll understand

There are some days he’s not gonna wanna talk either

He’s really supportive on your bad days of course

Expect a random text in the middle of the evening from him

“Hiya sweetheart, just wanted to remind you that you’re beautiful, I love you, and I hope your day is going well.”

When he’s having a bad day, the same thing is all he needs from you to keep moving

He’s a really honest person. If you want to talk to him, be prepared not to get any sugar coating. If you tell him to shut up because you don’t want advice, he will. But if you expect advice from him, expect brutally honest advice. Subtlety is not his strong suit, so when it comes to advice, he’s going to tell it like it is. He's just trying to help, yknow?

However, he’s pretty good with people, so will know how to comfort you when something is bothering you. Tea and cuddles? Gotcha. Dancing at 11pm because neither of you want to sleep yet? On it. You want him to hold you? Perfect.

He’s not like...the most touchy person? There are some things he’s really indifferent on, and other things he’s stubborn as hell with. Whatever you wanna do, though

His weakness though

⚠️this part is slightly little bit suggestive⚠️

He will randomly walk up to you and pull you against him, give you a really deep kiss, smirk and walk away like nothing happened

Like hands in hair probably almost making out and then just

Walk away

Because that’s how he kisses and it’s breathtaking every time

It’s either little temple kisses or forehead or cheek pecks or something

Or that

And probably leaves you flustered and it’s funny (to him) (and to me if I was there with you) (bc that would be funny)

Hmm I’m thinking

I’m thinking hair dye dates

He needs help doing his hair from time to time Y’know (he doesn’t he just likes spending time with you) and he wants to make it pink again

So he teaches you how to do his hair and even offers to dye yours one day

Either just a strand or the ends or everything, up to you

Imagine having twinning hair dye with makki isn’t that cute

I think it’s cute

I said ur platonically dating mattsun right

Yes you are now

He absolutely adores you and loves how much makki loves you

Probably would have asked you out if makki didn’t but he was really pushing for makki to because he was just all over you in the beginning

He wasn’t overly attached to you romantically so being friends? Perfect. Sounds great

You two get along wonderfully though like you act like siblings once you warm up to each other

Again, very brutally honest person, but a little more awkward so doesn’t know what he’s saying might come off as he’s acting like a dick

He doesn’t try to though and he does really care about you

Flat out told makki if he breaks up with you and breaks your heart he’s gonna kick his ass (makki doesn’t know he had the same (less aggressive) conversation with you)

Tbh all of the VBC at seijoh loves you

Oikawa loves talking to you he thinks you’re great for makki

Gets you in on he and makki and mattsun’s antics

Iwa thinks you’re good too he just doesn’t know you as well

I think that kunimi would like you (he was almost a runner up--)

Kindaichi too

The first years just think you’re cool even if they won’t say it out loud

Seijoh VBC loves you

You got mattsun’s approval

And hanamaki loves you with literally everything in his life

You’re pretty set with your strawberry baby huh

Date Night!

SLEEPOVERS

I was waiting for some matchup to come along that gave me sleepover vibes

In a perfect world where you could do sleepovers with your bf because most parents would,,,not let that happen

Imagine…

He shows up at like 7:00 after practice, pizza in hand because he picked up dinner

You two eat, chat about your day, he probably scarfs down half the pie bc it’s after practice ofc he’s hungry

So when you guys are done eating you head up to your room

And make pillow fort

It’s mandatory

Different design every time, but there’s a pillow fort nonetheless

And then when there’s just enough room for the both of you to climb in

You get a blanket and a couple pillows and one of your phones or laptops or whatever and watch a movie and cuddle

When the movie is over you guys break out the face masks

You ever wonder why he has such great skin? It’s thanks to you (or if you don’t have masks, he picks them up on the way home from practice)

But anyway you guys talk shit about people for a while and sit with the masks on (it’s usually him talking about how Oikawa is a bitch as much as he loves him) (or about whatever he and Mattsun were talking about lately)

You both get chances to vent while the masks sit on your face and you just vibe with music (usually that you pick) (he listens to like,,,meme songs and like CORPSE yk)

After masks you guys make/get some snacks and munch on those during another movie but this time you’re in comfy jammies and more relaxed Y’know

Less paying attention to the movie you’ve seen a million times and just vibing in each other’s presence and it’s just really sweet

Fall asleep on his chest

Let him fall asleep on yours

Either way, you’ve got him whipped for you he loves you

Not that he doesn’t already but that’s his favorite thing ever so please just let him do that

Always makes sure to tell you he loves you before you sleep too

If you fall asleep first he takes embarrassing pictures of you with your hair being a mess & you best bet he sends them to mattsun because “she’s so cute omfg” “dude” “dude what” “you’re so fuckin stupid” “?” “Whatever—good luck being whipped just tell me when you need to get a ring, k” “you’re such a jackass” “yeah yeah Gnight”

Zodiac/MBTI

Okay so I’m not doing a big long paragraph for all this BUT from what I understand, Gemini/Aquarius are really compatible, and ENTP and INFJ are known as “perfect matches” sO (I had a really hard time deciding between Atsumu and Makki because they're both ENTP)

Psst Gemini + Leo is compatible and so is INTP + INFJ,,,, so, again, asking you to marry me sho 💍💍

Aesthetic/Vibes

Playlist

Prelude and Fugue No. 1 in C major, BWV 846

Linus and Lucy by Vince Guaraldi Trio (meme song)

Sky Full Of Stars by The Piano Guys

Someone To You by The Piano Guys

Shut Up And Dance - Simply Three

Runners Up

Miya Atsumu, Tsukishima Kei

#sho — 💍#//ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴜᴘꜱ

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mysticeyeliner · 3 years

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SA Fanfiction! Ilse getting help to heal from her friends! Part 1

Chapters 1-3, 2,921 words

IDK how to name fics lol but this gets it across. I’ve never posted fics before but I wanted to share this

Tw: Rape mentions, Abuse mentions, Alcoholism and drug addiction

Also includes homelessness, running away

"...Ilse?" Ilse glanced up from her spot in the dirt, seeing Anna standing with Moritz. They looked concerned. "Are you alright?" Anna asked. "I'm- I'm fine. Just hanging out before I leave again." "In the dirt?" Moritz asked. She ran her hands through the clover patch on the ground. "Picking flowers,' she said with a smile. "Can...Ilse, can you come with us for a moment? Moritz beckoned to her. She stood, concerned but too curious to say no. She really only paused to think. So maybe it was in a shadowed alley between two houses, but she hadn't been doing anything. Anna took her hand and smiled. She started swinging it like they were still young girls. Hell, Anna still had the same bows in her hair. They stepped up into her house, which always smelled of tea and fresh flowers. Moritz pulled out chairs from the table while Anna closed the door. Ilse suspiciously sat down and averted her eyes to the blue and pink embroidery of the tablecloth. "Can I make us all some tea?' Anna asked, already pulling out a jar of rose petals from a cabinet. That was the fancy stuff her mother always made when she had guests over, sometimes while they all played outside and only half tried to be quiet. Moritz nodded, and Anna began the rose tea. "We wanted to talk to you. About some stuff," he said. "What stuff? Are you planning something?" Ilse asked. "No, it's...you. We're worried about you. You haven't done anything wrong, but you're not Okay. I don't know what exactly you've been through, but the way you act, the things you say and do...it's not like the Ilse we know. We love you. But Priapia, being away from home...you're too lonely and you have trauma and addiction. I just, we want you to talk to us." Anna came around holding three steaming teacups in her fingers and a bowl of sugar. "We don't hate you, please don't think that, we just know somethings wrong. We're your friends. Please." Ilse stirred her fingers around in her pocket, brushing against the clovers she stuffed in it. "I- I don't know what to...to say." "Then drink." Anna passed her a teacup with marigolds painted on the base. Ilse took a sip, letting the warmth flood through her chest. Anna watched her, stirring several teaspoons of sugar into her own drink. "Martha got beaten. A lot." She looked down into her cup. "I don't know if I'm supposed to tell you thqat, but it's true. She hid it from us. I'll never understand why, but eventually Wendla up and reported her papa. Martha doesn't get hit anymore." Ilse had guessed. She'd seen it, in the long clothing she wore, her demeanor. it was the same as Ilse's own. Thank goodness it was over. "My father isn't a good one either. Nothing compared to what Martha went through, but...still. You're not alone, Ilse. Other people can understand your pain. You have no one to talk to back in that artists' colony, but we're here with you now." Ilse swallowed. She didn't prepare for this. Anna drank some tea, then stood up from her chair and positioned one behind Ilse. "Can you tell us what's happening?" "I- I don't want to burden you- I mean. I don't believe you really want to help me." Ilse's voice cracked. "Oh, we do, trust me," Moritz smiled. "This is all we want to do today. You're not burdening us, I promise we want to be here, listening to and helping you." Anna started gently pulling her fingers through Ilse's hair. About half of them caught on tangles that Ilse rarely bothered to brush out herself. Anna got to work, gently unknotting them. "It's..it's a Lot. I'm used to it by now. The drinking, the smoking..." "Is that all there is?" Anna asked. Ilse brushed her sleeve against her nose. "No." She squeezed her eyes shut. Moritz gently grabbed her hand. "I- I wish I could say I'm used to the violation. The..." She opened her eyes. "But sometimes, all the time, I'm not. Sometimes they start pulling me back to their beds and I'm too drunk to know better, or only enough to know what will happen if I resist. Sometimes they just push me against their walls and there's nothing I can do. Once, the first time, I tried to hit him back, and I ended up with a black eye sleeping out in the freezing cold for two nights. It's a miracle no one killed me then or worse. But every time, I can't stop wondering if I deserve it, thinking maybe it was on purpose. Maybe I wanted it and there's just something sickly wrong with me. Like it's all my fault and I can't blame anyone but myself." A tear fell. "Ilse," Anna said gently. "I know that's not true. I know who you are. You would never. It's those men, they're sick. You're, Lord, you're only fifteen. You were, what, thirteen then?" Ilse nodded. Moritz handed her her teacup. "Wendla was raped. I wish it wasn't true, but it is. She never asked for that. She didn't know what was happening. But I see her ask herself every day if she wanted it. From what I hear, it wasn't clear. But I really don't think she consented to that. No victim deserves to doubt themselves every day, no one deserves to ask if they secrelty desired trauma. But I think, maybe they all do. Look, Wendla is kind and young and caring. She would never ask for that." Anna said, "And you're wild and hopeful and just trying to be free and safe. Please, try and believe us, you didn't deserve that, no matter what you did." Ilse started crying. Moritz reached out and she grabbed him in a hug. He held on tight to her. "You're our friend. We never want you to be hurt again." "That's what they'll do when I go back," she sobbed. "They'll beat me too. They'll get me drunk and make me pose naked and get me high and there's nothing I can do about it." "Stay with us tonight," Anna said, putting a hand on Ilse's knee. "I'll keep you safe in my sister's old bedroom. Or you can come into mine, if you'd like." "They're expecting me back. They won't like it if I'm not." "They won't find you. I promise, Ilse. You never have to go back there," Moritz said. Ilse put her cup down. "I don't deserve your protection." "Yes you do. And it would mean the world to me if you just spent the night here." She looked Anna in the eyes. Ilse couldn't understand every emotion she felt. Still, she told her yes. ====== Ilse stood in Anna's washroom, washing her face off and looking in the mirror. Not the worst she'd seen herself. And at least her hair looked nicer. She felt the heavy prescence in her boot and pulled it out. A flask mostly filled with liquor. She couldn't keep doing this. She always told herself she wasn't a drunk, she couldn't be, but the flask would beg to differ. God, she didn't know if she could get over this. "Ilse?" A call from down the stairs. She set the flask on the counter and went to see Moritz. "I'm gonna go now. I'll be back tomorrow?" She smiled and hugged him. "Of course. And, I'm sorry about your dad. Is there anything I can do?" He grimaced and shook his head no. Then he squeezed her hand and said, "Don't let Anna put bows in your hair. She's tempting, but it isn't worth it." He shuddered. Both girls waved him goodbye. As soon as Moritz closed the door, Ilse said, "He's the next project, right?" "I don't think of you as a project, Ilse. But, I'm not sure there's much I can do to help him. He just failed school, he doesn't have many places to go..." "Christ, I forgot about that. I with I could help him." "He's doing okay. Better than you have been. Now come here." Anna beckoned for her to sit on the rug in the living room with her. She held a notepad and a pencil. "Mama gets home in an hour. We can have supper then. But what do you want to do after that?" "...Do we need to do much?" "Yes! I'm here to make you feel better, so we're gonna talk some, especially with Moritz again tomorrow, maybe Wendla, but for now? It's sleepover time." Ilse groaned that she had been pulled into this. But Anna played the mother half the times they played house as kids, so at least her stay would be comfortable. "Wanna come to my room?" Anna asked. "Sure." Ilse followed her up the stairs to a room with pink curtains and a bed covered in stuffed animals. "Oh, is this Soby?" she asked, picking up an old pink bunny. "I still sleep with him every night," Anna said proudly. She carefully moved every animal off the bed onto her floor. "Do you want to sleep here tonight, with me? I have plenty of blankets." Ilse was hesitant. "I don't want to intrude." "Please! I want to make sure you feel safe." She began smoothing her sheets out. Ilse moved to look out her window for a minute. "They're not going to find you, Ilse. And they won't be mad at you. As long as you never go back, that is." Ilse sighed and pressed her head against the glass. What was she going to do? "They don't deserve you. For anything. No one does, really." Anna came up and put a gentle hand on Ilse's shoulder. "I'm honored to have you as my guest, Miss." She swept into a curtsy. "For now, the best you can do is just stay here for the night. And a good long sleep in my very comfy bed will help you." "Okay," Ilse breathed. She walked over and picked up Soby, staring into her stitched on eyes. "For now, if you're not too tired..." Anna opened the door to her closet. Inside were numerous dresses with ruffles and bows. She grinned evilly at Ilse. "Noooo!" Ilse ran from her as Anna pulled a purple dress from inside and chased after her. --- Ilse was caught and turned into a doll for Anna. She was grumpily adorned in the purple dress, which had flower details on its sleeves, much like everything here. But before Anna could start on the rest of her, Anna's mother got home. "Oh! Mama, Ilse's staying here for the night. We're having a sleepover." Ilse emerged in her pouffy dress with an exaggerated frown. "Be nice to that poor girl." Frau Wheelan shook her head and started cooking supper. "She doesn't need to know why," Anna said softly, taking Ilse's hand. "But in the meantime..." Anna lifted part of Ilse's hair. Ilse dashed away from her saying no with a smile. Frau Wheelan called her daughter down to help with dinner. Ilse looked down at this princess dress again and craved a hit. No. No, she couldn't think like that. She had to stop. Soon enough it was suppertime. "Go clean your hands!" Anna's mother told them both. Ilse helped set the table while Anna went up to the washroom. "Ilse, it's been a while since I've seen you, dear." "Yeah, I haven't been up to much. It's lovely to see you, though." Her mother smiled and went to bring the food out. Anna came out of the washroom looking a little uncomfortable, sad maybe. Ilse was going to ask about it, but Anna saw food and her face lit up. "Let's eat!" Frau Wheelan declared. ===== They had pieces of seasoned chicken to eat. Despite disliking this dress, Ilse was sure to not drop anything on it. "Ilse, where have you been all this time?" Frau Wheelan asked. "Um...I'm living with some artists. Splitting rent." "Oh! Do you paint?" "I do." Ilse blushed. "And how's life treating you?" Ilse turned even redder. "Mama, can we not shower her in questions? Tell me how I should do her hair with this gown." "Please, she looks miserable...but some bows wouldn't hurt..." "Ooh, can we make hot chocolate after dinner? I wanna put on fuzzy socks and tell stories by the fire before bed." "Of course. Just make sure to go to bed at a reasonable hour." When they cleared their plates and Anna and her mother put dishes away (Ilse was quickly dismissed from the task) and Frau Wheelan went to go read, Anna went to the washroom again and came down to talk to Ilse. "Sorry she asked all that. You definitely don't need to give her details. She's just excited to see you." "It's okay. I'd be curious too." Ilse glanced at a clock. "Ilse, be honest with me...is this yours?" Ilse turned and saw Anna pull out the flask. Which she has left in the washroom. "Um..." Her silence said enough. Anna's voice got sad and quiet. "Look, I'm not trying to judge you. i just need to know how often you do this. How often you drink. Is it a serious problem? Do you need it?" "I...I wish I could say that wasn't mine. I don't want to be a drunk. I just, I'm so used to it...to always being a little inebriated...it makes it harder to feel the pain." "Are you wounded? Is that the pain?" "No." Ilse looked down sadly. "Okay. I'm here to help you. With everything. Any problem you have." "I have a lot. I'm not sure you want to get involved." "You're my friend. I'm always gonna be here for you." Anna touched Ilse's face. "If it makes you feel better, you can help me in return by letting me style your hair." --- Two braided pigtails later, Anna and Ilse were sitting around Anna's fireplace drinking hot chocolate. Ilse had socks on her feet for the first time in years, covering the blisters she was always getting. "No one's cared for me so well in a while." "Well, they should. You deserve it. You've always deserved it. Just wait until I make you take a bubble bath." It had been many years since she'd had one of those. "Wendla is hopefully coming tomorrow. Maybe Martha too. We can talk and figure something out for you. You don't need to go back there." "...I left my paint back there." "I'll buy new paints for you. I have some here. They're old, from a phase, but they should work in the meantime." Ilse smiled. "Thank you. It means a lot." "Of course. And might I just say, you look lovely." "Not my style, but thank you." "We'll all get you clothes you like. That show who you are. Until we figure that out, you can use mine. Your green dress needs a lot of cleaning anyway." "It's fine." "You sat in the dirt in it today." Ilse got closer to Anna until they shared a blanket. "We can go to bed whenever you want, okay? I'm pretty blind to other people's fatigue." Ilse nodded and continued watching the fire. ---- Anna offered her a light blue nightgown, this one without any embellishments. Ilse changed in the washroom, watching herself in the mirror. She hadn't seen herself look this nice- this well-treated- in years. Since even before she left for Priapia. Her brushed, styled hair and not-cheap dress just for sleeping in, her stomach filled from eating right... This didn't feel like her anymore. Maybe the old version of her wasn't right, and she was meant to be a dirty teenage artist who spent her nights between the beds of men and women that she would have to treat with respect the next day. "There's a spare toothbrush and paste in the drawer!" Anna called. A commodity she didn't have for the last two years. The paste tasted weird in her mouth, but, knowing she was doing something good for herself, cleaning herself, it meant something. A small change. A good change. She washed her face again and came back to Anna's room. It had electric lights as well as candle jars with flickering painted roses on them. Anna sat on her bed, adorned in a pink nightgown with plenty of bows. "I got you a glass of water," she said with a yawn. "Now come on in here." Anna turned out her lights, leaving the candles glowing. Ilse followed her, sitting on the cushy bed, facing the door. Faint moonlight shone through the window. Anna pulled out a sleep mask and placed it on her own head. "I'll tuck you in." Ilse slid under the soft covers and layed her head back. These pillows were better quality than she was used to. Anna reached over and pulled the covers up to Ilse's shoulders, then tucked herself in right next to her and pulled the mask down. "Goodnight. I'll see you in the morning," Anna yawned again. "See you," Ilse whispered. A glowing bedroom, goodnights, precious quiet. Someone softly falling sleep next to her, who wouldn't do anything to her. She missed it. Still, she needed something else. Ilse sat up and grabbed Soby with her fingertips, pulling her up by the ears. The soft bunny felt nice in her arms. She tucked herself back in and snuggled the bunny until she slept.

#big text tw #rape mention tw #abuse mention tw #alcoholism tw #drug addiction tw #fanfiction #my fics #spring awakening #Ilse neumann #sa #anna wheelan #moritz stiefel #I haven't worked on this in a few days so I hope it's good #also I have designs of the dresses but it includes one from the wip chapter so im not sharing it yet

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daily-dose-of-imagines · 4 years

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Hi!! First of all I’d like to congratulate you guys on your 1000+ followers!! It’s a massive milestone and I’m so happy and proud of you guys for it!! Admittedly I’ve only just found your blog but after hours of scrolling through it I can honestly say that I truly admire the work you put into every one of your requests and fics!! You guys deserve this a lot xx

I’d like to request a match-up for Haikyuu (all male characters) if you guys don’t mind!! Also hopefully the description isn’t too long!! :’)

I’m a 20-year-old Leo girl who’s studying Biomedical Engineering and Arts (with an English major!!) in Sydney. I used to be a guitarist in a high school band and am in general more of an independent individual than a leader/follower.

Physically I’m short with a generally small frame, and have naturally curly hair (though I’ve straightened the top half now!!) dyed a dark rose-pink/brownish color with loose eyebrow-length side bangs on either side curling outwards!! I tend to have softer features and my eyes are on the smaller side HAHHAHAH. My wardrobe basically consists of black, white, brown and beige with lots of jeans, boots and belts and almost no dresses ahahahah. (tbh my icon is me so yall can reference that but I usually have my hair let down ahahahh)

I’m a shy person but some of my friends say I exude a quiet confidence HAHAHHAH. Other ways my friends/family have described me include: smart, kind, awkward, cute, determined, hardworking, creative and being a happy virus. I generally do well in my studies and am particularly good in Physics and English! I do have my flaws tho, I can be too playful at times to the point where it accidentally gets someone hurt, I’m usually running late, I have terrible mood swings and I can be selfish or a little too competitive at times (especially towards my younger siblings unfortunately). Also I’m basically the most indecisive person ever!!

I love writing but I have a problem with not knowing when to stop and hence tend to go beyond word limits. I write well in both creative and academic writing though! I also love spending time with my dogs, napping/playing with them etc. I tend to work out quite a lot and I particularly love cycling! I love being up early and generally don’t mind waking up early but I like my mornings quiet and calm as I enjoy my breakfast hahahhah! But I also tend to stay up till very late at night so I truly am lacking a lot of sleep. I tend to spend a lot of time in my room and I like it that way but I love fun social events like parties and weddings (I’m not sure why??). I love cartoons/animated films a lot idk why but they give me a sense of relief from all my stress and they just make me feel good after watching them?? I also love creating random customized stuff like designing a birthday cake for my brother or creating a specialty dish for Mother’s Day- things like that. Things I don’t like include: loud noises, inconsiderate people, snails, being looked down upon, judgemental and close-minded people, presentations in front of large crowds and chocolate (sorry!!).

Some aesthetics of mine include: the colors of fall, comfy knitted sweaters, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and freshly baked bread, apple-scented objects, the fresh air on the top of a hill at the end of a hike, the wind in your face as you cycle down a hill, receiving or giving a customized gift, glass/transparency, deep ideas, hugging a dog (most furry animals), being in the middle of a bustling city, the sound of rain in the middle of the night, the serenity at dawn, wrapped up in your blanket watching your favorite tv show at night, getting work done at a cafe, the satisfaction having completed all your responsibilities, the way cereal and biscuits melt in your mouth after being soaked in milk for some time, hugs, doves being the symbol of peace and freedom, nyc apartments and theme parks.

My favorite food include pumpkins, Marie biscuits, cereal, artisan bread, almond milk, eggs with runny yolks, tomatoes, brocolli, mushrooms, bibimbap, sashimi salads, deli sandwiches, bruschetta, prawn dumplings, tiramisu, tangerines and flat rice noodle soups. My favorite books include Looking For Alaska by John Green and the Fire and Flood series by Victoria Scott. My favorite movies are Pitch Perfect (1&2 were good but 3 was kinda disappointing), The Devil Wears Prada, Wreck-It-Ralph, Inception, Enchanted, Kiki’s Delivery Service, the new Jumanji movies and Little Women. My favorite artists are One Direction and the kpop group Pentagon, which are basically the only two fandoms I’m apart of (if you don’t consider the 1D boys having 5 separate fandoms) and fandom life is a big part of who I am hahhahah. Oh! The Marvel fandom too as I absolutely adore Tony Stark and hence RDJ hahahah! My favorite TV Show is Friends (cliche I know) but also some animated series ahahhahh.

Have an amazing day!! xx

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Hello @ehlipses and thank you so much! I am so so so happy you like our work, it means a lot to us! And I sincerely hope you enjoy the boy I paired you up with!

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𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽...

Okay so, I feel as though Semi would be perfect for you! Admittedly when I saw that you played guitar in high school, I immediately knew that Semi would be very attracted to that, thinking he and you could definitely bond with music, and playing instruments. It would such a cute sight to behold! But on another not, he will be incredibly impressed that you are studying engineering, along with and English major! I see Semi as one who will be attracted to someone who is smart and independent, someone who can take care of themselves, and is more of a leader than a follower, yet would rather be an individual and not deal with labels. And you fit the bill to a T!

For appearance, I feel as though Semi would absolutely love you rhair! Like it won’t show in his face, but he would stare at it and just think that he wants to touch, to run his fingers through it, like all the time. It would become some sort of relaxation thing for him, especially before games to play with your hair! It would so freaking cute! And along with the style and the color of it? Yeah this boy would just love it; it would make him want to dye his own hair to make it cool like yours! Semi would love this soft look you have going on, and don’t think bad about your small eyes; Semi will think that just adds to your unique features, makes you different from the rest of the people he has met and known. It is what makes you, you and he will love it very much! And has for your style, he would be very appreciative of it, only because it is so cohesive! I feel as though Semi is a great sense of style and could see someone who also has a good sense of style and really appreciate it, and if you were the one with it? Well, that would just further his infatuation with you!

Semi will love how the things you love mostly line up with his! He loves writing music and he loves that you write as well, in the other sense! Semi would have this idea of where he writes a piece of music, and then he will ask you to write a story based around the music he produced! It would be such a cute thing between the two of you! Semi also likes to workout and would love to exercise with you, and have you show him how to cycle properly! He thinks it would be a great way to get closer to you, and just see how much cuter you could get to him! He will understand the feel of waking up early for some quiet time, though I see Semi as more of a person that would sleep in, he would enjoy your routine while he sleeps lolol. Your ambivert attitude would really intrigue Semi, how you can just spend endless hours in your room to going to social events and not have your energy drained would amaze him, seeing as I think Semi would tend to stay away from big crowds. He would be drawn to that brightness you have! Semi will like how crafty you are with your hands, going from baking a cake for your mom, to creating cuisines for special events. He will think those are great characteristics for someone, and would be glad to it is you that has it!

Semi also doesn’t like inconsiderate people, or judgemental and close minded people, so if you don’t like them and he doesn’t like them, it would be something you two can definitely bond on! I don’t see Semi being afraid of snails, but I see him thinking that it is extremely cute that you are afraid of them! He might tease you with one so be careful!

As for your aesthetics, I feel as though Semi will like all of them! Not necessarily because he likes all of them, but because all of them would remind him of you. From comfy knitted sweaters to the New York vibes, he would these things, feel these things, taste these things, and will automatically think about you. He won’t be able get you out of his head! And he would be okay with that, because that’s what he wants, to know you, think about you, love you, and be with you. Along with all the food you like to the fandoms you are in, he would be very supportive in what you like, in what you are interested in because all he is interested in is to see you happy with whatever you love, with whatever makes you interested in life, what makes you happy. And he would help in anyway he can, to make you just as happy!

#submission #submissions #matchup #anime matchups #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! matchup #Haikyuu!! x you

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mymoodwriting · 4 years

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Blooming Eyes

F!Reader x Poison Ivy!Suho

Genre: Poison Ivy AU

Warning: Murder, Science, Plants, Mind Control, Vines, Parasites, Infection, Flowers, Sex, Penetration, Plant Sex? (idk how you label that)

Words: 4.2K

Chapters:

Prompt: Meeting an alien is one thing, but it’s a whole other thing when such a creature seems to fancy you. There was so much you wanted to do, but one decision changes your life in a way you never could have imagined.

A/n: Time for just a little nugget of world expansion, just a bit.

You stumbled behind Suho a few steps, ultimately falling to your knees into the water. Suho chuckled before he decided to pick you up and carry you to the bedroom. You were still dazed, not fully aware you were home. He got you to the bed and laid you down, helping you undress.

“I’m sorry about what happened. I should have been more careful.” He wrapped you in a blanket. “I know we just got home but I need to know what you remembered.”

He leaned over and kissed your head, a hand cupping your cheek. Black veins started to appear on your face. They got darker as he went deeper into your head. You had tears in your eyes, your breathing becoming uneven, squirming a bit but he kept telling you to stay calm.

“Easy… you’ll be okay… I should pay more attention to when you remember things.”

“Stop…”

“Sh, you’re much happier when you don’t remember the bad things.”

“Suho… it hurts…”

“I know, but only for a moment. I’m sorry, this is my fault. I really shouldn’t be taking you out until you’re better. You need-”

You grabbed his hand, squeezing tightly. Your actions made him laugh. He grabbed your chin and kissed you. His lips had a sweet taste to them and you leaned in, wanting more. He laughed again, gently pushing you away once he parted his lips from yours.

“Easy now, don’t need to relax you too much.”

“Suho…”

“On second thought… how long has it been since our last time? Maybe a little fun is just what you need.”

Your head was a bit fuzzy so you weren’t fully aware of what was happening. Although you did know that you were enjoying it. Suho’s lips sparked pleasure wherever they landed, making you giggle and squirm with glee. You could vaguely see some vines around the bed, helping Suho undress while he peppered you with delicious kisses. Then you felt it, the vines wrapping around your legs and pulling them apart.

“I see they couldn’t wait…”

His hands caressed your body, as did the veins, which really were just an extension of him. Your head was still fuzzy, but in the moment you knew you wanted him more than anything. You noticed your skin had this sheen to it, even though you didn’t remember putting anything on. The vines wrapped around your arms, not restraining you but clearly wanting to hold you.

“You know you create such a wonderful aroma when you’re like this, as well as some special oils that the babies love.”

You could barely process his words, feeling really hot and needing him to do more. He might not have responded right away but the vines did, starting to tease you, making you whine. Suho smiled taking matters into his own hands, rubbing his fingers between your folds, teasing your clit, before sliding two digits into your heat.

You’re so lost in everything you didn’t notice what was doing until Suho entered you, rocking into you slow and soft, making you beg and move your own hips for more. It didn’t hurt, nothing hurt, not even when one of the vines decided to slide in next to Suho. You felt so full, something like never before, you couldn’t even remember if you had ever been with anyone until now. He started picking up the pace, every thrust bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Suho… ah… you’re so good…”

“I’m surprised you can still talk baby.” He chuckled. “You’re usually gone pretty quick.”

“Hm…”

“Nothing.”

You can feel him getting close but he pulls out before he came inside you. The other vine finished you off, others gropping your breasts and feeling you up. You didn’t want to reach your high alone, managing to sit up a bit and stroke Suho’s length, your lips meeting. You shook in his embrace as you climaxed, soon feeling his warm seed on your chest. You leaned against him as you came down, his hand softly petting your head.

“One day we can go all the way together, right now I don’t need to distract you.”

“Hm… but…”

“Sh.” He gently rubbed your belly. “We can experiment with that down there when we’re done.”

You whined, and then shot up when the vine inside you started moving again. He chuckled and kissed your cheek, having the vines move away.

“Easy, I should have made them go once we were done, if they had their way with you they’d fuck you silly.”

He held you in his arms for a while, not wanting to let you go, but his phone started ringing. A vine handed it to him and he answered. You could hear both sides of the conversation but didn’t care much for it. He mentioned something about calling back and then hung up. He laid you down, running a bath for you and cleaning you up. Afterwards he dressed you, seeing how sleepy you were, and tucking you into bed.

“Sweet dreams. And the rest of you.” He looked around the room. “Let mommy sleep.”

♥♥♥♥♥

You rolled over in bed, the sunlight hitting your face so nicely. You snuggled against the sheets, feeling some of the vines wrapped around you to keep you company. You probably should get up but you were too comfy and happy in bed to move. The only reason you didn’t was because the plants knew you were awake, and thought maybe they could get away with something. You felt one of them teasing you, making you giggled.

“No…”

It all came back to you at that moment and you bolted up. You pulled your legs to your chest, trying to process what you had just done, what he had just done to you. The plants were quick to notice the panic, moving away. After a while you got out of bed, going into the shower. You still had that glow to you, and you wanted it off.

You tried to hold back the tears as you washed yourself down with soap, to freaked out to stop yourself from scrubbing your skin till it went red. When the shower curtain was pulled back you screamed and slipped, hitting your head on the wall, holding it and curling up in the tud. Suho regretted being so forward, turning off the shower head and kneeling down, seeing how red your skin was.

“Y/n… what were you doing?”

“Don’t touch me!”

“I’m not gonna hurt you. What’s wrong? I just-”

“What did you do to me last night!”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“So I just decided to sleep with you and… and… what did you do!”

“We came home last night after the party. Well, it was a bit early since I could tell you weren’t enjoying yourself.”

“I couldn’t talk!”

“You didn’t need to.”

“So I’m just arm candy for you.”

“Sweetheart…” He sighed. “I had hoped we would be on better terms now... but I shouldn’t rush this, after all, you’re still human.”

“Still?”

“Sh, I need you in the lab, not hurting yourself.”

“What? No! No don’t-”

“I didn’t want to get wet, but anything for you.”

You yelled and tried to keep him away but he grabbed your face. The panic and fear was quick to fade back, replaced by a soft and comfortable fog. Suho stared at you for a while, having you look at him with those glossy eyes. You giggled at him, big smile on your face, leaning into his touch.

“Maybe a little too far there, but lets get you dressed.”

Suho healed your skin, getting a towel to dry you off, and then putting you in a dress. He led you down to the lab, the house actually felt a bit more familiar. You felt a little more like yourself there, feeling Suho’s hold loosen a bit. He grabbed a vial from the fridge, holding it up to you. It had a small amount of liquid in it, but you recognized it anyway and stumbled back.

“You know what this is, good.”

“Why… why do you have that?”

“It’s for you.”

“What?”

“I tested it out, and did a little examination, it’s exactly what you think it is. So, I want you to study it, reverse engineer it, figure out how it works, and then reverse the effects.”

“What?”

“Come on, you know what I mean.”

“You wanna wipe out… all the human life on this planet…”

“I know it’s not much but it’s all you need.”

“No.”

“Excuse me?”

“No. I’m not going to… there are plenty of viruses that kill people, I’m sure you can get your hands on some of those.”

“Yes, but the thing about viruses, a vaccine can be created, and it can harm our kind. If you reverse engineer this, then it will only destroy human cells, and leave everything else untouched, there is no vaccine, there is no cure.”

“I’m not going to create a weapon of… genocide.”

“You’re not, the humans already did that, targeting it at us, you’re just going to give them what they deserve.”

“No… no I can’t…”

“You can, and you will.”

“No!”

He sighed. “I don’t get this. You have your own lab, dressed in the most luxurious clothes humans have, and live in a beautiful home, yet you can’t do this one thing for me.”

“I didn’t want this! I never wanted this! I didn’t have a choice!”

“We’ve been over this, you let me out of your own will.”

“I did set you free, but I never said I wanted to go with you!”

“Hm…”

The sudden silence from him was concerning. He put down the vial and walked towards you. It was probably smart to move, but you couldn’t, not because of him, but out of true fear. He caressed your cheek, admiring you the way one would a beautiful flower, his touch soft and gentle. You weren’t sure what he was doing, but you kept quiet.

“We’re almost there… and I’m not going to rush things… but I need you to do this.”

“Please…”

“Just do it for me baby, it won’t be painful, I’ll help you focus.”

You closed your eyes, feeling a few tears slide down your cheek. You were never truly in control of yourself, not since you met him. When you opened your eyes you felt more like a machine than a human.

“Why don’t you get started for me. I’ll come by later.”

The only thing you were familiar with in the house was the lab. It wasn’t really knowledge, but muscle memory. You went over to the computer, and once you got it on you saw all these files on the screen. It seemed like you hadn’t shut it down, that you abruptly left, and the files were dated from a few weeks ago. You wanted to look through them but were focused on the task Suho had left you, so you started fresh.

What you had to do wasn’t so hard, at least the first part, reverse engineering. You spent all your waking hours down there. At some point you wondered how you could even stay down there, away from the sun, for so long given how you reacted back then and how it feels, that’s when you realized the lights down there provided synthetic sunlight.

It wasn’t until then that it dawned on you just how inhuman you had become, the lack of real sunlight made you feel a bit sick, maybe Suho was punishing you a bit for your behaviour when he first assigned you the project. To make you feel like he felt when he was locked up, even if it’s only a fraction. Once you finished the first part, you were horrified by what you had done, moreso seeing what this thing did. It could destroy all plant life on the planet if released into the atmosphere, regardless of what it destroys, this would kill humans.

Since you had a bit of yourself back, and Suho wasn’t around, you found your way to the old files you saw before. They were about your first little experiment, merging two DNA strands. You knew you had done it, after all you were living proof, although at the time you couldn’t remember how you did it, so your own notes should help. While you were looking you stumbled upon something else, something that hadn’t crossed your mind until now.

You looked at profiles, human profiles, and the notes that went with them. Suho wasn’t a scientist like you, he didn’t practice, but he knew how changing the world worked. You always needed to test things out, and you couldn’t change human DNA without trial and error. Every profile you had on the computer ended with the same notes, deceased, except for yours, but you didn’t write those notes.

You didn’t care for your profile though, more concerned with all the others. You did it, whether you wanted to or not never mattered but you were the one who ran the tests who killed these people. You felt yourself hyperventilating, knowing you needed to go get out of the lab, get some fresh air. You managed the strength to get out and make your way outside.

The plants wouldn’t let you leave through the front door, but had no issue with you going to the back, into the garden. You ran with no direction in mind, but wound up in the green house. You collapsed to the floor with tears in your eyes and then the headache came. You knew what it meant but you fought it, so afraid to learn the truth, but you couldn’t stop it.

♥♥♥♥♥

Two Months Ago

You looked into the microscope, watching another failure before your eyes. You jumped a bit when you felt a small kiss on your cheek. Suho had snuck his way into the lab, watching you for a moment.

“How’s progress?”

“Um… slow… I’m sorry…”

“What seems to be the problem?”

“Well… both sets of DNA… they’re different, the sequences have gaps, and there is more to the plants DNA than the humans. I can create some gaps, fill them in both ways but… I can’t get them to work without making them both break down.”

“I see, well you don’t have all the details.”

“What?”

“You’re watching this happen with a microscope, to truly solve this you need to know how the rest of the human body reacts to such a change. Like this you only have part of the data you need.”

“But… I would need… any failure would result in death I can’t-”

“You can, you absolutely can sweetheart, I have all you need.”

“What…”

He got you some volunteers, well not volunteers, test subjects. They may have been infected to get them to you but not anymore, they had to be clean as Suho put it, in order for you to get real results. The idea terrified you, all the tests you had done so far, it would be painful for anyone to go through it.

“No… no! No! I can’t! Suho…” You had tears in your eyes. “This… no, no I don’t… Suho I can… I can figure this out without… I just need time, please…”

“I have no doubt you could, but the sooner the better.”

“Suho… no… no please… they don’t…”

“Sweetheart, I need you to do this. We’re going to change the world but you need to do this first.”

“Suho…”

“Your humanity… you shouldn’t care so much for them, they never cared for you…”

“I don’t… I don’t wanna do this…”

“These emotions… caring for humans… it’s getting in the way, love…”

“Stop talking like that…”

“Sh… you’ll be alright… it’ll only be for a while… you need to do this, for me, for us. You’ll be just fine.”

You always read stories, or seen these characters who were described as cold, emotionless, terrifying. Suho gently held your face in his hands and kissed you. His touch was warm and soft, you could feel the veins growing on you, darker and deeper than before. Then the warmth faded, you grew cold. You didn’t feel fear or anger or anything, you were empty, and yet so focused. All you cared for was getting results, giving Suho what he wanted, so you worked.

You ate when necessary, stepped out for some sun, and you used all your test subjects, even came to the conclusion to ask for more. At the time you felt nothing, you didn’t care for their screams or begging, those who tried to hurt you restrained, either by their confinement or the plants in the lab who kept you safe. You worked and worked, and all those deaths were undoubtedly by your hand.

“Any progress, love?”

“Some, I’ve figured out the proper modification to both DNA strands in order for them to fit together, like two puzzle pieces.”

“Then what’s the issue?”

“Actually staying together. Despite fitting perfectly, they’re two pieces of a different puzzle. There is something missing, something I need in order to bind them together.”

“Perhaps glue.”

“Glue… yes, something to hold it together…”

“Do you need more test subjects?”

“Unknown at this time, but I have a request.”

“Which is?”

“I need your blood.”

“Why?”

“Your blood is similar to what I am trying to do. The pieces fit and stay together, perhaps by examining your blood I can find what binds them and recreate…”

“Recreate what?”

“It’s you…”

“Me?”

“Your blood… is already a combination of two strands… your initial test confirmed that human DNA could accept your genome, but only half of it, the absence of the other half caused death. I’ve combined both now, they just have no reason to stay together, but your blood could be that reason. It could be the binding agent since it’s already a combination of the two, it will fill in any gaps and allow both genomes to coexist and accept one another. Your blood is what I need.”

“Well then.” Suho pulled up a chair. “Let’s get started.”

♥♥♥♥♥

You stared at your hands, at yourself. You had Suho’s blood, alien blood, running through your veins as if it was your own. You didn’t need to remember the results to know that’s what happened, that’s how you exist now. That realization, those thoughts were quickly pushed away as you remembered what you had done to get there, all those who died because of you.

The tears started flowing on their own, and only one thing ran through your head. You were a murderer, you didn’t even know what happened to the bodies, Suho and the plants disposed of your failures while you just moved on to the next. You were a monster just like him. You felt like throwing up, you wanted to, but there wasn’t really anything to puke out. You tried to compose yourself, wanting to figure out your next move, but you finally noticed what was in the green room.

It was a lot bigger than you thought. You got up, your curiosity more present than your disgust. The place didn’t have rows and rows of plants as one might expect, instead it only housed these really big flower buds, nine of them. As you walked further in and closer to these plants you could see you underestimated just how big they were. There was no doubt these flowers could swallow you whole if they wanted to.

They were all up against a wall, except for the door, three in front of you and three on either side. You wondered what the point was about having such plants, was it some mutation or was Suho working on his own science project. If anything you started to get the feeling you should leave, but then you could have swore you saw something move in one of the flowers. You slowly got closer, seeing that the petals were a bit transparent. You reached out to touch it only to quickly be restrained and pulled away.

You were forced to your knees, being held in place by all the vines and roots in the room. You didn’t understand why Suho would do that, unless these flowers meant a lot to him, but then you realized he wasn’t the one in the green house with you. Someone else, another man, stood before you, wearing nothing but boxers and with a sort of glow. You were about to talk, to question him, when you felt a needle stick in your head.

It was sudden and definitely didn’t have Suho’s touch. You opened your mouth to scream but nothing came out, having some trouble breathing. It hurt more than before, and you tried to grab it but the restraints only got tighter. Your vision began to blur, and you couldn’t find your voice to beg him to stop.

Interesting.

That suddenly caught you off guard. He didn’t say anything, it’s like he thought it, and for some reason you could hear it. You felt like you were going to pass out and that’s when you were finally let go. You were dropped to the floor, curled up and shaking. You reached up to grab your head, seeing the blood on your hand.

Deal with it.

You hazily noticed him leaving, wanting to reach out to him, but that wasn’t the plan. A vine wrapped around your outstretched hand and pulled it back, others wrapping around your waist and pulling you away. That’s when you noticed one of the flowers had opened up and you were being dragged towards it. You fought with the little strength you had but that didn’t do anything to help you.

They picked you up and laid you in the flower. You quickly became soaked in this liquid substance the flower had. You had no idea what was going on but you wanted out. You tried to move again, only to have your arms pinned down at your sides, and then it got worse. You noticed a vine with a sharp point get closer and then dig itself into your arm, entering from the wrist. This time you screamed.

It wasn’t as bad when your other arm was cut into but it still hurt. You screamed, adrenaline giving you strength, You thrashed around, having your legs and torso restrained, then another plant was on your face. It covered your mouth and nose, acting like an oxygen mask, it probably was something similar as you started to get drowsy. You felt the sting of another needle in your head, two actually, and could vaguely notice the flower petals closing up. You couldn’t really do anything else, just close your eyes and let in the dark.

♥♥♥♥♥

“A meeting… yes… I can do that… when-”

Suho was in his office, in the middle of an important call when he suddenly felt that something was off. He lowered the phone, looking around as if the answer was in the room with him. He made his way down the hall.

“I’m going to have to call you back… don’t worry, we’ll meet.”

He went down to the first floor, hearing noises coming from the dressing room. He made his way over, thinking it strange for you to be anywhere but in your lab.

“Y/n?”

When he walked in he noticed your closer was shut, but not his own. He was about to look when he saw his intruder step out into the room, wearing his clothes.

“Oh, hey Suho. I hope you don’t mind, I borrowed some of your clothes after cleaning up. Very comfortable.”

“How are you… where is she?”

“Who?”

“Sehun, where is she!”

“I told the plants to deal with her.”

“What!”

“Why do you even have a human arou-”

“I know you were in her head since you can speak a human language now, so why don’t you figure it out. And she’s not human!” Suho stormed out of the room, glancing at the plants in the hall. “No wonder you’re all so quiet.”

Suho went out to the green house. As soon as he opened the doors some of the plants moved back, they knew they were somewhat in trouble. He looked around but could quickly tell which flower bud had you.

“Let her go. Now.”

“Wait what?” Sehun had followed him. “She’s not dead?”

“What did I tell you? They wouldn’t hurt mommy.”

“What!”

The flower opened up and Suho could see you laying in the center. He would be mad, probably should be but he knew why they did it. He grabbed your head, the vines slowly letting you go, but you remained unconscious. Since you had been in there, you were certainly way more connected to all the plants around you, and Suho. You whimpered when the vines slid out of your arms, Suho pulling you out and carrying you back to the house.

“Who is she…”

“Shut up, you shouldn’t be awake.”

“She woke me up.”

“Not on purpose. How about you understand this planet before doing anything stupid, and do not leave this house.”

“Fine.”

“Good. Now don’t bother me, I have to clean up your mess.”

“Suho.”

“What?”

“Sorry… I didn’t know she was… important to you…”

“Obviously.”

#exo #suho #kim junmyeon #exo imagine #suho imagine #xexo #xexo suho #exo au #exo scenarios #xexo au #xexo scenarios

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ceejay1163 · 5 years

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The Teal* Bronco (*Turquoise)

First off I want to tag the amazing @aquadolan whose hilariously accurate reaction videos make me laugh cry every time I see them and makes me feel like we are experiencing the video together and having a laugh like a couple of mates despite being in opposite sides of the world.

Now for my reactions to 'Tricking my brother into thinking his car was flipped'

The ring mmhmmm just yes

The clapping tho? Not about it

Ethan has a shorter attention span then me and that's impressive

I did not pick the boys to like roller skating although they ice skate so it makes sense

Little bitch haha

I like the jumper. It looks fuzzy and cozy

How long did this take to plan? Honestly it seems like it would be taken forever

Roasting the matchingness to the car

He seems to actually be jealous that Gray's favourite car isn't the one he bought. That's adorable. Fuck I'm not even 2 mins into the video

And now the car is broken

Wait did I fuck up? Am I recording?

The gum Ethan. Eww for fuck sake mate don't be a pig.

'I have really bad attentional problems' yeah.. your English might need some work too

When's the last time I ate? -literally something I say most days

Roast him for dropping out of school and not remembering common phrases and sayings

Why do all Ethans pranks involve Graysons cars?

Also not wanting to say what time you wake up. Same

Laughing at yourself

I'm cool, I'm cool actually no I'm not

Groggy or drunk?

Slap. Pain kink anyone?

That damn projector

Air quotes

Did anyone understand the car mumbo jumbo? Like at all? Did anyone care?

Good job keeping a straight face Ethan. He won't suspect a thing.

Fun-ny

Why do boys turn everything into challenges? My nephews do it all the time

Full actor mode

Too many words in Google mate. Google doesn't care why you need a Photoshop artist

More air quotes. Except out of sync.

It's just a prank bro.

Bitter he can't go skating. Poor bubba

Morning voice half an octave lower. Yes please

Groaning. Thank you

I always end up falling asleep at least twice after waking up the first time before getting up. V relatable

Him jumping into bed to pretend to be asleep reminds me of being a kid and bolting through the house in the middle of the night after getting up to get a drink or something, trying to avoid monsters or waking up the parents

Jumpers with shorts?

He's got slippers. Awww

Realising a flaw in his plan when the car doesn't work.

Too many cars in the driveway

CRINGEY PHOTOS. WOO.

Fucking drama queen

That stupid photoshopped photo

Real us. Not actor mode us haha

Mr Dolan 😏

Doesn't analyze it too much. Good idea

He has such bloke-ish child like writing

The calf tattoo 🥺

Socks and slides Grayson? That's almost as bad as socks and sandals. Fucking hell

Love a man in light grey sweats

Run Ethan go back to bed. You're so grounded (idk)

He pulled Ethans hip so hard. Jesus

What is that bike thingy in the background?

WHO DOESN'T LOCK THEIR FUCKING CAR??? YOU FUCKING IMBECILE

Now Gray let's put on our big boy thinking caps. It's not Ethans fault. Entirely. You also didn't lock the fucking car

Booty 👀

Not knowing if you have insurance. Mate you should look into that. (Also a very me thing to not know)

Gray is loosing it. Like actually looks like he's gonna do the frustrated crying thing

"That's not chill you need to fix that." Pretty sure sleeping is pretty chill. Also how does one fix being a heavy sleeper (other then by having kids)

"You need to be able to wake up in the morning and get shit done" no need to call me out like that

Let me call the *mumble mumble mumble*

It's fucking turquoise- whelp fuck have to change the title

Who steals a turquoise car at 9am? He's loosing it

Awe he doesn't want people to get hurt. Cutie

Seriously why hasn't he called the police yet? When I got home from my nanas funeral to find my house broken into the first thing I did was call the cops. And then cry cos it was like 10pm and I'd just driven like 12 hrs so I was hella tired

He's V loud. And then V quiet.

You motherfucker. Ok rude but understandable

That sigh of relief and the laughter

All of the adrenaline just left Gray immediately. Also hiding under a blankie? adorable

"Where did you put it?" Immediately forgets haha

Did you ruin it and turn it pink or something? You're getting a rep E and why does Gray assume it would be painted pink?

The sound effect over Gray pulling up his pants to hide his plumbers crack 😂

You need to rub it out. I mean ok sure

"I kinked up bro" just why 😂

Slap. SPINNING. It's a theme park ride

You stole my car- Dude where's my car movie anyone?

Car upside down you say? Forshadowing

Grayson gives up on life.

Nope never mind he's dramatically throwing himself onto the bed and screaming into the blankets like a teenage girl

Also booty

FROG

Don't dance Grayson

It's all in the puff bro

Mr Dillon, not Dolan, Dillion

Grayson has left the building look

Nose boop

The eye movement. Wait you what?

Beard pulling

Give me the phone. No you are having the phone. Ok fine.

Intense eye contact for real tho

That dumbass look on his face. Grayson is shooketh to hell

Do they even understand any of this car mumbo jumbo? Does it even make any sense?

I don't know shit about insurance. Seriously dude that's not smart

MY CAR

That's not chill bro that's not chill at all. Putting them on a ban for the words chill and bro. More to be added. They use those words more then I use the word mate and that's impressive

I'm taking the phone and subtly suggesting human error (negligence) and a potential law suit

Oh you have footage? Talk to my older brother

I don't know much about cars. Dude

More stupid looks from Gray

I don't wanna see it

More screaming

More yelling Grayson

We can move your car but it's gonna cost you more money

Not falling for that pic

Just put it on the next one. Gray it's not a fucking bus. There's no schedule to have the next one come out. Use your head darlin'

More yelling in the car and swearing

How did he organise the street thing? Like actually.

Also surely it's illegal to pretend to have roadworks and fuck up traffic

VROOM. You go lil blue car

BULGE 👀 this is when I stopped paying attention the first time I watched it.

What is the camera guy (kyle?) wearing? Who said that be one were allowed to be a thing again? I'm not impressed

Grayson is v frustrated

DON'T LITTER

Neither of you should be allowed to dance. Its not good

That's the wrong question to ask about the camera guy's clothes

Fist clap

Wait where's the car? Is it safe? Poor Gray his brain is malfunctioning

Camera goes to Grayson. Ooh look bulge. Pans away. Move back ooh bulge.

If they keep upping the ante someone's gonna get hurt

I don't know what's inside of me. Never a good thing to say

Still allergic to dogs 🥺

HOLY SHIT THAT HAPPENED

I haven't heard you scream that much for that long 👀

Grayson's pretty loud. I would like to test that. Please and thank you.

Deep breathing

SOOOO HARD. (I volunteer)

I am going to prank the actual s out of Ethan. Really taking the not swearing thing seriously huh

Sure whatever you say. He doesn't believe you'll get him back Gray. Kick his ass

Bruh

Eric deserves a medal for his phone acting. Well done faceless dude named Eric

I give up. I give up on everything. If that's not a fucking mood

Double bitched sounds like it should mean something else. Just saying

Boob caress

My guard's up. No your guard can't be up. Pretty sure that's not how it works Grayson

Just don't hurt me. Grayson is so not listening to him. He's still mad

No rules

It was fake There's no rules

Ethan being hurt Gray doesn't love his present

Still mad.

Rubs sweat all over comfy jumper. Childish

HE STILL LOOKS FUCKING LIVID.

Alrighty take three of finishing this thing. Tumblr crashed yesterday after I spent like 2 hours writing this and deleted half my comments. I couldn't finish it then cos it was almost 2am and I had work today so I redid it from like the 20 minute mark of the video. Then I saved it to my drafts And published it but it deleted the last like 5 minutes of comments so I had to redo them again. Here's hoping Tumblr sorts it's shit out cos it's late and I have work again tomorrow. 🐨

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ladyluck852 · 6 years

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Nurse (Han Jisung x Reader)

A/N: IDK I totally would upload a Halloween fic the day after Halloween and pretend like it was normal. These boys from stray kids have hit me with a car and told me I can’t love anyone else... it really worked so yeah idk. ENJOY?! I also spent ten minutes staring at this empty post trying to come up with a title

Word Count: 2K

Genre: Fluff/Angst. Halloween spoops

Warnings: None unless you count the overwhelming urge to cuddle while reading this idk

Summary: Jisung and Y/n broke up what seems like forever ago, neither of them are happy to be spending Halloween alone but maybe they don’t have to🤷🏽‍♀️

Jisung wasn’t happy to be home for Halloween for what seemed like the first time in his life, being 18 and not having a lot of friends was just kind of the icing on a disappointing and lonely cake and with his parents still working he just stayed home and watched bad movies all day. Originally he wanted to be the Scrooge of Halloween when he saw there was no candy to hand out to trick or treaters, wanting nothing to do with children or participating in something that reminded him of someone he used to spend all his time with, but he felt bad and drove himself to the nearest grocery store.

The candy aisle was mostly bare, a few bags of good candy left and a lot of kids in costumes around when Jisung heard sniffling from the same section as his. He felt odd for recognizing the sound, his eyes traveling a few feet away to the person crouched by some shelves with a shopping basket full of Halloween candy. Not bothering to have changed out of her pajamas and her hair in a messy bun, Jisung cursed himself for still thinking she looked cute, she seemed to notice his eyes were on her because she turned to meet his wide eyes.

“Jisung! You’re h-home?” Y/n croaked, her red face managing to turn a brighter shade of red as she rubbed her nose with a tissue. She was in the same boat as Jisung, not wanting to have anything to do with Halloween since it had always been their thing together, even less since she’d gotten sick, but she couldn’t help but feel bad for the kids who showed up to her fully decorated house expecting candy. Even if she put out a few bowls, as long as they could get something, then she would sit bundled in her bed and watch crappy horror movies.

“I’m home for a few days, are you sick? Why are you out?” Jisung asked, not being able to help but feel bad and worried for her. It’s not like he could just pretend he didn’t miss being a couple, spending time with someone he cared about and always having someone to talk to when things got particularly tough, despite really screwing up in the boyfriend department in the last year he was going to be a good friend.

“I just wanted to buy some candy, my mom said going for a walk would be nice,” y/n mumbled, standing up as Jisung approached her, taller since the last time she saw him so now she was blushing even more, “it’s been so long”

“Why are you out all alone when you’re sick? You’re only going to feel worse. Let me drive you home, did you drink any tea yet?” Jisung asked, taking her basket of candy and patting her head gently.

When they were together the role of nurturer was often played by y/n, Jisung was like every typical teenage boy and loved affection but didn’t exactly know how to act when it came to sentimental things. Y/n was always there for him no matter what, understanding as she was, but it was a bit hard for Jisung to stand up to her level when he was busy and stressed. More often than not he didn’t help when she was feeling down, and when he moved away he couldn’t put in the effort so he just quit. It wasn’t the smartest choice and it hurt them both, but being alone and going through things alone had helped him grow in ways he never would have expected.

“Jisung you don’t have to do this or be here, I’m sure you have friends to get back to or something. My mom will be home soon okay?” Y/n sighed from the living room, rubbing her face with a terrible headache coming over to play as Jisung brewed her some tea.

“You can’t even stand up, why on earth did you think it was okay to walk to the store? Are you that sick that you’re acting like a dork babe?” Jisung snorted, the words slipping out of his mouth before he could even react, y/n pretending like she didn’t hear them even though her ears were burning.

“My head hurts, stop yelling” y/n mumbled, curling up on the couch and sighing when Jisung placed a hand over her forehead and handed her a cup of tea.

“Leave it to you to get sick on Halloween, you’ve left me no choice, I’m going to have to play nurse” he said, nodding firmly when y/n could barely open her eyes to look at him. She didn’t object so he went to find her a blanket, pausing in the hallway on the way to the closet when he noticed a photo of them still up on the wall, a trip to Tokyo Disneyland and their first trip together alone. It was scary but luckily they were mature enough to get through it, had good friends and good trusting parents. Jisung thought about it all the time, so he just smiled as he went to retrieve a blanket.

“If you’re going to be a nurse I need method acting, where’s the outfit?” Y/n teased, watching Jisung tuck her into the blanket before plopping down onto the couch. Her tea was halfway gone, the perfect amount of honey and warmth to help soothe her headache and throat pains.

“You’re not going to get that spoiled, do you need some socks? I know your feet get really cold” he mumbled, reaching over to rub her shoulder and making her sigh. She wanted to cry, her body not feeling well and so happy to be taken care of right now. And of course because Jisung was there...

“I hate socks. But how’s life? You’re busy huh? My mom watches all of your videos” y/n snorted, Jisung was surprised that she hadn’t let go and didn’t hate him. It would have been much easier than having to haul around their happy and sad memories, but it only went to show how tough she was for sticking it out. Maybe it would be okay to come back to her, if she wanted that.

“She would, I miss her” he sighed, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye and seeing her mouth turn upwards.

“Just her?”

“Yeah, sorry, your mom is great do you think she still likes me? I’ve been meaning to call her and ask” Jisung laughed, avoiding being hit with a pillow but not succeeding, his chest heaving from laughter.

“Don’t make me laugh I don’t feel well, you’re a terrible nurse, this isn’t making me feel any better” y/n chuckled, reclining the seat back on her end of the couch. Jisung knew what would make her feel better, he just didn’t know if they had any boundaries or where they stood, but it didn’t hurt to try.

“Comfy?” Jisung asked, looking down at y/n who was curled up against his chest, their legs tangled on the recliner.

“Shut up” y/n whispered, feeling like he was teasing, of course she was comfortable. It felt like the most comfortable spot on the planet, warm and cuddly and everything she needed right now. She refused to feel sad or guilty, instead choosing to enjoy the moment because she knew this wouldn’t happen again any time soon.

“Are you sleeping?” Jisung asked a while later, after hearing her breathing slow and her hands fall limply against his sides he figured she’d knocked out. He sighed as he fixed the blanket on top of her and brushed her hair back, not knowing how to tell her what he was feeling at all, “I really miss you, I know I’m an idiot sometimes and I screw up but I hope you won’t hate talking to me again. I’ll try harder, you deserve someone good and I want to be that person, it doesn’t matter what role I play I just wanna be in your life”

Y/n was too fast asleep to have heard any of his words, but subconsciously she felt his sentiment, and when she woke up to his arms around her she felt her heart tugging. She rubbed his arm, gently trying to wake him up so he didn’t launch himself off of the couch getting startled, “Jisung?”

His arms tightened around her before he woke up, leaning his head against hers and letting out a sigh, “You want me to go?”

“No,” y/n mumbled, “please stay. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go to my room. I’m sleepy and bummed out”

“Why?” Jisung asked, helping her off of the couch as y/n went to check the candy bowl on the front porch and make sure the door was locked. Jisung was cleaning up the coffee table when she turned back around, waiting for an answer because he was concerned. He didn’t want her to be bummed out.

“Well I mean, you know I love Halloween and it sucks I couldn’t do anything this year. Not like I would have even if I didn’t get sick, everyone is too cool to trick or treat once they hit adulthood” y/n grumbled, peeling her sweater off of her body once they got to her room. It looked the same as the last time Jisung was around, just missing various things he’d given her at one point in time. He wondered if she still had them, but if she didn’t then her get her more.

“We always have next year to trick or treat and dress up” Jisung shrugged, pulling her into his arms while y/n slid her hands over his.

“We? Next year? Is this a thing? Are we cuddling right now...because I love it”

“It’s a thing, we’re cuddling right now. If you turn your head a bit more I could be kissing you right now too” Jisung whispered, watching y/n bury her face in the pillows with a shake of her head.

“I’m sick, do you want to suffer with me? I’m being tempted and I don’t like it” she laughed, scrunching her nose when she turned around and pushed his face back a little bit.

“Sorry, was that too forward?” Jisung asked, not really sorry but planning on teasing her until she broke.

“No but I just wanted you to know that I don’t want you to kiss me, I want to kiss you. So sit still, close your eyes” y/n whispered, brushing his hair out of his face as he did what he was told to. He swallowed nervously, feeling y/n’s hands on his face before she pressed her lips against his. It was brief, but his heart was hammering in his chest and he just pulled her against him.

“If you let me in again I promise I’ll never hurt you. I really screwed things up last time but this time I’ll do better, I want you to love and trust me and let me take care of you the way you do for me. Please? You were my best friend and I loved you so much. I still love you” Jisung sighed, trying to pull her closer than she already was, y/n hugging him back as he kissed her face.

“It’s Halloween, not Valentine’s Day. This sentiment is too overwhelming I think I’m going to malfunction. I wanted to die from spookiness not love. Jisung, if you’re serious and ready then so am I, I love you a lot and maybe I missed you. Maybe I really missed you”

“Can I kiss you this time? I don’t care if I get sick I want to kiss you forever” Jisung whispered, cupping her face in his hands and kissing her, not wanting to let her go.

“You can kiss me until my mom gets home and wonders what the hell you’re doing here, and after that you can kiss me whenever you can” y/n shrugged, smiling at him and pressing a kiss to his nose.

“I’ll try to make that as often as possible”

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straytears · 6 years

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Spending Christmas Time with Stray Kids

group: stray kids

synopsis: Spending Christmas Time with Stray Kids

authors note: I decided to write another headcannon (idk what it’s called tbfh) just because it’s my favourite time of the year but I swear it didn’t even turn out that christmassy or even good bc I suck at sticking to themes and i’m a mess when it comes to these types of formats. But I’d just like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas! Please remember to stay safe and happy, you all deserve it 💖

credits: all gifs are mine, sorry for the low ass quality too :)

word count: 2.2k

➵ masterlist

Chan

- this boi would use the Christmas time as an excuse to pull out all his boyfriend looks

- so expect a heap of his oversized and cosy jumpers with sweater paws

- would 10/10 be the type to lay your head on his lap near the fireplace and just stroke your hair until you fall asleep

- but is also the type to lay his head on your shoulder just for aesthetic purposes

- would spoil you as if he’s your sugar daddy

- his gifts would not only be expensive, but sentimental and full of inside jokes as well

- you guys would bake cookies and other holiday treats for the rest of the members

- would purposely get frosting on your face just so he can kiss it off

- “there was something on your face babe.”

- would take you to meet his family when he goes back to Australia

- always cuddling in order to keep each other warm

- not in Australia tho, bc if he tried that shit on you, you’d probably slap him bc it’s too hot

- 100% would buy matching thick knit sweaters just for the holiday season

- wouldn’t be surprised if one of your present’s was a song dedicated to you

Woojin

- boi would definitely serenade you with Christmas songs

- would wake you up by playing Christmas songs on his guitar by the foot of your bed

- you thought you died in your sleep and woke up to angels serenading you with their harps and mesmerising voices

- this boi would love spoiling you in general, but even more so during the holiday time

- expect extravagant gifts like a guitar or some new shoes bc this boi would lay down his life and constantly goes above and beyond to show how much he loves and cherishes you

- late nights in his room just learning songs on the guitar or singing together

- it’s not always serious singing tho, your guys’ jamming sessions can either be a full blown concert or just one where you are laying on his bed like a starfish while he aggressively bangs his head to the random strumming of his guitar

- I can 100% see him being the type to take you ice skating

- he’d be so patient on teaching you how to ice skate

- never gives up on you and always catches you when you fall or stumble

- would probably write you a little message about what he loves about you on the 25 days leading up to christmas

- on the final day, he sings to you his song that he composed just for you and when you hear the lyrics, you realise it’s the 24 things he loves about you

- enjoys sitting in front of the fireplace with your head on his shoulder whilst leaning his head on top of yours, hands intertwined

Minho

- the type to wrap your presents in bundles instead of traditional gift wrapping paper or bags

- Minho strikes me as the type to be really sentimental with gifts so he’d really think hard about what he was going to buy you

- have y’all seen the scene in me before you where Will buys Louisa her Bumblebee tights?

- yeah, you opening your presents from him will go down in a way similar to that

- would wear his circle glasses 24/7 during this time bc it makes him look like actual boyfriend goals

- would buy matching hoodies to wear

- constantly holding your hand in order to keep them from being cold

- would serenade you with cheesy ass Christmas songs

- would also slow dance with you to jazzy Xmas music like Michael Bublé

- also loves to hug you front on and kiss your forehead

- SWEATER PAWS THRU HIS HOODIE SLEEVES MAN

- lowkey would get jealous when you’re opening your gifts from the other members because of the way your face lights up

- feels so blessed nonetheless bc he managed to get a girl as beautiful and kind as you are

Changbin

- would buy you a plushie so then you didn’t feel lonely and left out when he cuddles gyu

- also buys you a matching plushie keychain so the plushie keychan gyu he got from you wouldn’t be lonely

- would take you to spend Christmas holidays with his family

- you’d learn how to be an aegyo master from his mum

- his family and yourself would probably go out to places with Christmas decorations just to admire their beauty and get to know each other better

- not really one for couple’s outfits but will make an exception during the Christmas break

- 100% be up for back hugs to keep warm

- always holding your hand and rubbing the back of it with his thumb

- bc it’s hella cold, he’ll blow into your hands to keep them warm

- for his christmas gift, you give him pastel clothes bc he all about the ‘dark’ concept

- still prefers to cuddle gyu instead of you during the nights

- tbh tho, as much as he doesn’t like to admit, he’s just a big softie behind that dark exterior

- melts when he sees you huddled on the couch in an oversized jumper with knitted socks

- would love when you wear beanies and would make you wear a santa or elf hat on christmas day

Hyunjin

- endless teasing if you weren’t able to put the star on top of the Christmas tree

- would also refuse to help you in any way at first bc he’s that type of bf but then he’d lift you on his shoulders so you can reach the top

- tbfh, if he ran out of ideas, he’d probably just put kkami in a box a minute before gift giving and hand it over to you bc he knows just how much you love the dog

- SWEATER PAW GAME STRONG

- would buy you oversized clothes just so your sweater paw game could be on par with his

- your dates during Christmas time would include going to aesthetic places so he can take photos of you like the professional photographer he is

- would love to also take candid photos of you in comfy clothes around the dorms

- or when you’re just pigging out on food

- one of your gifts would probably be an album full of photos that he took that year, both candid and posed for

- would teach you a choreography to a christmas remix song

- most probably the jingle bells dance from mean girls

- would go to dog cafés with kkami so kkami can mingle with new doggies

- you guys would shop together to buy kkami some cute christmas outfits

- y’all would have a designated outfit for kkami on the 25 days leading up to christmas

Jisung

- clingy af

- even more clingy with you than he is with jeongin

- deadass not even joking, this shit is 10x intensified during the holiday season

- would never let you go and would probably tie one of your sweater arms together

- constantly back hugging you bc he claims it’s the best way to stay happy and safe during the holidays

- 100x more smiley too

- would be the type of boyfriend to give you a handmade gift such as a self-composed rap explaining his gratitude for all you’ve done for him

- also, bc he loves Jeongin more than he loves you, he’ll probably forget to notice you whenever he’s in the room

- jks, but fr tho

- the rest of the members lowkey highkey feel for you bc Jisung loves you so much to the point where he’s always attached to you

- meanwhile, Jeongin is relieved af bc he doesn’t have to worry about Jisung kissing his cheek outta the blue

- but you’re all for Jisung’s clinginess bc you just find it so endearing and cute

- he’s honestly like a lost puppy following you around

- is always doting on you during this season

- randomly shows up to your door with food and christmas pastries

- cuddles are what he lives for and bc it’s getting colder, he can now do it every night without the worry of sweating and overheating

Felix

- being a meme is a 24/7, 365 day job

- just bc it’s holiday season, it doesn’t mean memelix will rest

- expect to wake up to a meme from felix on Xmas day

- tbfh, don’t be surprised to open your gift box from him and see a photo of a meme in it

- would be the type to come into your room and ring a bell in your ear just to wake you up

- all of this would be done in a full elf outfit, complete with the pointed shoes

- would love to curl up in a fluffy blanket with you to watch christmas movies and stuff your faces with his favourite snacks

- your dates would include going to cafés to taste all the different kind of seasonal pastries and dishes

- like Chan, he’d take you home to Australia to meet his parents and family

- would love that you automatically clicked with his younger and older sister

- recommends the types of Australian lollies to eat

- teaches you to eat Vegemite the wrong way

- you look over to him and see him eating it the right way and he only turns to you with a meme ass face

- would take you for a ride on his kangaroo and show off his kanga riding skills

- if you’re not aussie, he’d teach you some slang so you’re not lost when you get to Australia and can go find help at the nearest Macca’s.

Seungmin

- my boi seungmin

- pls take care of him

- give him constant cuddles and kisses

- anyways, seungmin would be like minho in a sense that he puts so much thought into what he’s going to buy you

- he gives me the vibe of a really good listener and would probably remember you saying you wanted this type of thing in one of your earlier conversations and end up getting that for you

- christmas day, you guys would show up in your matching chunky knit sweaters with your sweater game stronger than minho’s

- santa hats ftw

- would take you for a walk in the park to admire the lights and just bask in your presence

- wouldn’t expect to get anything from you bc you yourself is enough of a gift and blessing to him

- constantly making sure you don’t fall ill and if you do, he’ll be at your beck and call until you get better

- his heart would melt if you stole one of his oversized sweaters

- gives you his hat/beanie/coat/jacket when it’s too cold bc he likes seeing you in his clothes

- when you spend christmas day with his family, he’s so happy bc you get to be a part of such an important event in his life

- would probably learn to braid hair so on christmas, he can style your hair

- and also, so he can have you quaking in your elf shoes from his hair styling skills

Jeongin

- 1000000% sure that he’s the type to throw a pillow at your face as soon as you wake up on Christmas day and run out of the room to prevent getting his ass beat

- 10/10 would use Jisung as a human shield to protect himself from your morning wrath

- probably too shy to outright give you your gift so you’d just find it laying on your bed after everyone leaves

- ‘Thank you so much for always putting up with me, I love you.’

- he may not be good at showing his affection to you but once you open your gift from him, you’d immediately start tearing up

- he’d give you a gift that reminded you of your favourite moments in your relationship

- you guys would try couple baking, but he’d purposely mess it up just to piss you off because you're literally like another Jisung tbfh.

- ss much of a little shit that he’s capable of being sometimes, this boi is just a lil’ softie who needs to be taken care of

- would really appreciate when you hug him from behind to warm him up

- or take your hand in his to make sure his fingers don’t fall off from frostbite

- honestly, I feel like Jeongin is the same type of maknae as Jungkook and Yugyeom

- this means that bc he’s so used to being so mischievous with his hyungs, he’ll take that into the r/s with him

- you don’t mind of course bc that’s one of the reasons as to why y’all always have snowball fights to the death

- just bc it’s holiday season, don’t think you’re safe from the never-ending and near-death pranks he constantly pulls on your ass outta nowhere

not my best work, but I just really wanted to post this bc Christmas time yooooo but I do hope you all enjoyed it!

#stray kids #jyp stray kids #stray kids hellevator #bang chan #kim woojin #lee minho #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #stray kids imagines #stray kids fake texts #stray kids reactions #mtl

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l-a-r-r-yspellslove · 4 years

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The 5,000 Question Survey - Part One

1. Who are you? Hi, I’m Ronda. 2. What are the 3 most important things everyone should know about you? one - I try to be as non-judgmental as possible. two - I say fuck a lot. three - I like to make stuff and bake stuff and write stuff and draw stuff. 3. When you aren't filling out 5,000 question surveys like this one what are you doing? Reading, watching tv, writing, making stuff, working on puzzles, babysitting my niece. 4. List your classes in school from the ones you like the most to the ones you like the least (or if you are out of school, think of the classes you did like and didn't like at the time). art, french, theater, math, uhhhh history, science. From high school, like 10 years ago :/

5. What is your biggest goal for this year? uhhhh to be more financially responsible. I’ll have less money once my niece starts kindergarten in the fall and that means I need to spend less and figure out other ways to make money. 6. Where do you want to be in 5 years? Fuck, I don’t know. The future gives me anxiety. Like, major anxiety. 7. What stage of life are you in right now? The I’m completely fucked up and don’t know where this is going stage. 8. Are you more child-like or childish? Child-like. 9. What is the last thing you said out loud? “She said they were having a weiner roast.” 10. What song comes closest to how you feel about your life right now? Girl - Maren Morris or Don’t Let It Break Your Heart - Louis Tomlinson 11. Have you ever taken martial arts classes? nope. 12. Does your life tend to get better or worse or does it just stay the same? mostly the same. Pain days are worse. Energetic days are better. 13. Does time really heal all wounds? As a spoonie, I say no. 14. How do you handle a rainy day? Well, rain tends to trigger a migraine, so I spend it in bed or wishing I was in bed. 15. Which is worse...losing your luggage or having to sort out tangled holiday lights? Losing your luggage. 16. How is your relationship with your parents? I have a good relationship with my mom, I think. We get along and all. My dad, on the other hand, I don’t talk to much. I feel like as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized more how things that happened when I was a kid affected me. And he used to yell a lot and I’d hide in my room and cry. So. Yeah. Will you miss them when they are gone? I’m sure. 17. Do you tend to be aware of what is going on around you? Sometimes 18. What is the truest thing that you know? Life isn’t fair. 19. What did you want to be when you grew up? uhhh, when I was really little I remember wanting to be a teacher. Later, I wanted to be a translator. I remember at one bible camp I thought I could learn obscure languages and translate the bible for them. When I was in college, I started to realize I wanted to be a writer I think, but I majored in Marketing because it seemed like a safer option and I was too far into a business degree before I realized I hated business. And yeah, so I minored in English Lit. And that degree hasn’t ended up doing me any good because I ended up applying for disability not too long after graduating college. 20. Have you ever been given a second chance? I can’t think of a specific instance, but I’m sure I’ve been given many. 21. Are you more of a giver or a taker? Giver. 22. Do you make your decisions with an open heart/mind? Try to. 23. What is the most physically painful thing that has ever happened to you? a Chiari headache. 24. What is the most emotionally painful thing that has ever happened to you? when my grandpa died. 25. Who have you hugged today? no one. It’s Saturday and I’ve been home alone most of the day. 26. Who has done something today to show they care about you? I can’t think of anything today. My mom did some of my laundry yesterday, so I guess I’d count that. And H is always doing sweet little stuff. 27. Do you have a lot to learn? Always 28. If you could learn how to do three things just by wishing and not by working what would they be? Coding - I mean, I know little things, but if I could be like a computer whiz, it’d be great. Mastering photoshop - Same as above, basically. and uhhhhmmmm, maybe like knowing every language or at least every major language fluently?

29. Which do you remember the longest: what other people say, what other people do or how other people make you feel? How they make me feel. 30. What are the key ingredients to having a good relationship? Communication, trust, consideration. 31. What 3 things do you want to do before you die? A - have a meaningful romantic relationship B - impact someone’s life in a significantly positive way C - travel around Europe 32. What three things would you want to die to avoid doing? A - running a marathon B - living completely alone in the world C - reading After and its series 33. Is there a cause you believe in more than any other cause? equal rights 34. What does each decade make you think of: The 19.. 20's: flapper dresses 30's: idk like the depression? 40's:the war? WWII? 50's: poodle skirts and Grease 60's: idk, ummmm, yeah, i got nothin’ 70's: totally blanking 80's: lots of colorful clothing and big hair? was that this decade? 90's: childhood, Friends, friends, elementary school 2000′s: junior high, high school, graduating high school

10′s: college, the decade that America voted orange scum into the presidency

20′s: hopefully the decade that America votes better

35. Which decade do you feel the most special connection to and why? I feel like this is such a 90s kid answer, but I guess the 90s because it was before everything started drastically changing so much. Like, technology and stuff. 36. What is your favorite oldie/classic rock song? Old Time Rock and Roll the kinda music just soothes the soul. I reminisce about the days of old. With that old time Rock and Roll. 37. What country do you live in and who is the leader of that country? USA, orange scum. If you could say any sentence to the current leader of your country what would it be? Eat dirt and die trash. 38. What's your favorite TV channel to watch in the middle of the night? TVLand it used to be before the age of netflix and streaming and such 39. What Disney villain are you the most like and why? is the Cheshire Cat a villain? Because I want to answer him, because he has no direction and is terrible at giving directions haha 40. Have you ever been a girl scout/boy scout? I was a girl scout from kindergarten through 7th grade. 41. If you were traveling to another continent would you rather fly or take a boat? Fly 42. Why is the sky blue during the day and black at night? I dunno. Something to do with the sun. 43. What does your name mean? Grand 44. Would you rather explore the deeps of the ocean or outer space? Outer space. 45. Word association What is the first word that comes to mind when you see the word: Air: water Meat: balls Different: same Pink: fluff Deserve: reward White:clouds Elvis: hair Magic: sparks Heart: filled Clash: titans Pulp: fiction 46. If you could meet any person in the world who is dead who would you want it to be? Walt Disney 47. What if you could meet anyone who is alive? Harry Styles 48. Is there a movie that you love so much you could watch it everyday? Frozen and Frozen 2 and all of the Toy Story’s 49. You are going to be stuck alone in an elevator for a week. What do you bring to do? enough food for the week I assume is included. Laptop, ipad, a few books, chargers for laptop and ipad, a sudoku book, yarn and crochet stuff 50. Have you ever saved someone's life or had your life saved? I don’t think so.

51. Make up a definition for the following silly words... Fruitgoogle: verb. To search the web without aim. Ambytime: noun. The time at which to amble around. Asscactus: noun. A prick who knows and doesn’t care that he’s a total prick. 52. What was the last thing you made with your own hands? Crochet dress for my niece. 53. What was your favorite toy as a child? I remember this big semi truck that I loved a lot. 54. How many TV’s are in your house? Four 55. What is your favorite thing to do outside? I don’t like going outside, tbh. I guess I’d say swimming, though. And I don’t really like to do that much, sooo 56. How do you feel when you see a rainbow? Happy 57. Have you ever dreamt a dream that came true? Oh yeah. 58. Have you ever been to a psychic/tarot reader? Nope. 59. What is your idea of paradise? An endless library filled with every book, tv show, movie, musical, play in existence with and super comfy chair and an endless supply of whatever food I could think of wanting. 60. Do you believe in god and if so what is he/she/it like? God is love. 61. Do you believe in Hell? Everyone carries a little piece of hell around inside of them. 62. What one thing have you done that most people haven't? uhhh crocheted an entire blanket? 63. What is the kindest thing you have ever done? I have no idea. 64. Are you a patient person? Some days. 65. What holiday should exist but doesn't? Reading day. 66. What holiday shouldn't exist but does? Columbus Day 67. What's the best joke you ever heard? fuck, i don’tknow 68. Where is the most fun place you have EVER been? Disney World, duh. 69. Is your hair natural or dyed? dyed but my roots are showing terribly because my hair grows so fucking fast. 70. Do you have any deep dark secrets or are you pretty much up front? I’m fairly upfront, but not many people know I write fanfic, especially don’t know that I write smutty fanfic haha. 71. What is under your bed right now? A lot of storage stuff and my suitcase that is also storing blankets i believe 72. If you were in the Land of Oz would you want to live there or go home? I don’t think they had WiFi, so I’m gonna say go home. 73. If you drive do you frequently speed? Just a little 74. What is the world's best song to dance to? Best Song Ever hahahahahahaha 75. What song was on the last time you danced with someone? I cannot remember the last time I danced with anyone or by myself. I don’t really dance much. Maybe high school prom lol or maybe ZTA formal 76. Do you prefer Disney or Warner Brothers? Disney 77. What is the first animal you would run to see if you went to the zoo? penguins 78. Would you consider yourself to be romantic? yes 79. If the earth stopped rotating would we all fly off? i don’t think so? 80. What is the one thing that you love to do so much that you would make sacrifices to be able to do it? write 81. If you (and everyone) had to lose one right or freedom, but you could pick which one everyone had to lose, what would you pick? the right to own/use a gun for anything other than hunting wild animals. and only the animals that you’re supposed to be allowed to hunt like deer and stuff. 82. If you had to choose would you live on the equator or at the North Pole? There isn’t even a place to live on the North Pole, is there? What kind of question is this? I will answer the South Pole because that’s where people do live (scientists but still) and there are penguins.

83. Would you rather give up listening to music or watching television? oh god. Don’t make me choose. 84. What do you think makes someone a hero? I think hero is more of a verb than a noun. And putting others’ needs ahead of your own. 85. What cartoon would you like to be a character in? Frozen. 86. Name one thing that turns your stomach: like, seed pods or whatever they’re called that have all the uneven little holes and stuff? I don’t even know what they’re called exactly but the give me the fucking heebiejeebies 87. What was the last thing you paid for? Yarn 88. Are you a coupon clipper? Sometimes 89. Get anything good in the mail recently? I finally got Louis’s CD that was included in my concert ticket purchase today. 90. Which would you rather take as a gym class...dancing, sailing, karate, or bowling? bowling 91. In Star Trek people 'beam' back and forth between different places. What this means is they stand in a little tube and their molecules are deconstructed and sent to another tube somewhere else where they are reassembled. Only problem is when the molecules are deconstructed the person is dead. When they are put back together it is only a clone that has all the dead person's memories. So... Is the person who gets beamed the same person on both ends? Technically, it’s a clone, but clone’s are the same person basically? So no? But soft of? 92. What insects are you afraid of? Bees, wasps, anything that has a stinger. 93. If you could print any phrase on a T-shirt, what would it say? Dude, this is 2020, you can totally print any phrase you want on a t-shirt. I’m currently contemplating a Golden Girls shirt, though. Either ‘Picture It Sicily 1922′ or ‘Eat dirt and die trash’ 94. What's the most eccentric thing you have ever worn? I wore a rainbow tutu to pride? Does that count? And my hair is currently blue, so I feel like probably that. 95. If you could pick one food that you could eat all you wanted but it would have no effect on how much you weigh, what food would it be? OREOS 96. What are your parents interested in? uhh, my dad watches a lot of tv and my mom likes to craft and hoard crafting supplies basically. 97. Have you ever caught an insect and kept it as a pet? I had a caterpillar that I kept and was disappointed when it turned into a moth. Have you ever caught and tamed a wild animal? No. 98. What is more helpful to you, wishes or plans? Wishes 99. When do you feel your life energy the strongest? when i’m writing 100. You are spending the night alone in the woods and may bring only 3 items with you. What do you bring?

phone (with flashlight and a full battery), sleeping bag, and water

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