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chimielie · 3 years

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summary: Matsukawa Issei x Reader, Akaashi Keiji x Reader, Miya Atsumu x Reader. Headcanons about what happens when you refuse to kiss your boyfriend. Mattsun’s is mostly humor/fluff with very light hurt/comfort, Akaashi’s is hurt/comfort angst to fluff, and Atsumu’s is pure humorous (? idk I’m not funny) fluff lol.

word count: total is 3.8k, Mattsun’s is 1.4k, Akaashi’s is 1.5k, and Atsumu’s is 848 words.

a/n: This is a different format and just a different vibe than usual but uhhhhhhh I hope y’all don’t mind hehe. Ngl I was gonna do some way more angsty stuff but it made me too sad so this is me trying to ease into that. Also, I was half asleep the entire time I was writing this so blame any mistakes on that. Warnings for light mention of wanting to get married if that’s not your thing, some crying in Akaashi’s, and Atsumu’s being lowkey horny lol, I didn’t want my best boy’s intro to the blog to be angsty and I just wanted to write something very lighthearted.

Matsukawa Issei

you guys play pranks on each other all the time

it’s so bad

oikawa declares at least once a week that if he was dating someone, he wouldn’t treat them like mattsun treats you

he doesn’t have a significant other tho so maybe he should take a page out of your man’s book tbh 🙄

anyway, the inspiration for your latest fuckery comes to you in a dream, or in a tiktok

so you’re pretty much bouncing with energy when you open the door the next day

but you try to keep cool because you don’t want to ruin it

your poor unsuspecting boyfriend walks in

you’ve strategically placed yourself an awkward enough distance away that he can’t pull you in immediately

you smart cookie you

and issei has never been one to run when he could walk

normally he likes to take you on more active or at the very least expensive dates

but every couple needs downtime

so you’re doing movie night!

he likes horror movie

and if you don’t like horror movies, at least you like cuddling into him and hiding your face in his chest

so you set things up, making small talk as you do

and take your place on his lap

and start the movie

and ofc at some point he tries it

leans in and brushes his nose against yours (issei has a thing for nose kisses don’t @ me)

which is what he always does before he kisses you once chastely and then before he initiates a proper makeout session

a man of routine he is, even if he doesn’t realize it

and you lean in too

and bonk your forehead really hard against his

“ow!” you shriek. “is your head made of stone?”

“i’ve always been told i have a thick skull,” he smirks. annoying man. stupid man. sexy man

you press your fingers to the place you hit him

yikes. it might bruise

“i’m gonna get a cold compress,” you tell him, standing up, and he stands too

“i’ll help, baby”

so you find yourself sitting on the counter next to the sink

issei standing between your legs, pressing the compress to your forehead gently

it slips a little and you gasp

“sorry,” he murmurs, “let me kiss it better?”

not today!

“wait, wait,” you squirm, “i need to go to the bathroom”

and you wait for him to react, to call you out

and he doesn’t.

“yeah, sure,” he says, and steps out of the way

so you hurry off, clutching the cold compress

you’re kind of nonplussed, because maybe 40% of the time when you do stuff like this he catches on really fast

and you’re not sure whether to be pleased

because on the one hand it would be super weird if he got really upset over being curved a couple times

but on the other, the whole point was to elicit a reaction

so mostly everyone’s confused all around

but then you look back as you exit the room

and you see him, kinda just. staring off into space

and his thick brows are drawn

and he looks confused and a little pouty

that’s how you know that he’s somewhat caught on to what you’re doing

but he’s got Terminal Cool Guy Disease so he just brushed it off in front of you

you wonder how long it’ll take for him to crack

amazingly though he lasts through the rest of the day

and by the end you have to really try hard to hold in your laughter

because he just. keeps. trying. and you just. keep. dodging.

it’s really made you realize how smooth your boyfriend is though

like he manages to create windows of opportunity over and over

you’re stirring tea?

“you need some sugar?” he produces a couple of cubes and drops them into the mug, sidling up next to you and tilting your chin up to lean in—

“‘sei, i already added sugar! now it’s gonna be too sweet” </3

you drop your phone?

you lean down to get it and when you come back up he’s there, hands on your waist, ready to start dropping kisses on your neck

you scream, pretending to be startled so you can jerk out of range

“sorry,” you apologize. “all those jump scares are getting to me.” uhuh. sure they are </3

you’re falling asleep on his chest as the third movie starts playing?

“night, y/n,” and he goes to place a soft kiss on your lips

you jerk up, narrowly missing hitting his chin with the top of your head </3

“i’m awake! i’m awake” you were not awake. but you are insanely dedicated and starting to develop issei-kiss-spidey-senses

by the time he leaves, it’s a full-blown unspoken challenge between the two of you

and it lasts for a full week

even with the two of you hanging out every day

neither of you have broken yet

you come up with increasingly ridiculous excuses

and he keeps pretending it doesn’t bother him at all

secretly, both of you are going bonkers

You’ve never really been one of the obnoxious couples at school who make out all the time. Actually, you don’t think anyone even within Issei’s friend group has seen you kiss him. You know your friends have, at least once or twice, but excluding the time the others walked in on you two tangling tongues at a house party, you try to keep that kind of PDA to yourselves. However, it’s fairly regular for you to engage in slightly less disgusting intimacy, and it’s more uncommon to see you off Issei’s lap or without his arm around you than it is for you to not be touching in some way.

So here you are, at lunch, picking at your food while Iwaizumi and Oikawa fight over telling a story, interrupting each other often enough that you’ve completely lost the thread.

You turn to Issei.

“What are they talking about again?”

“Don’t care,” he shrugs. “Can I kiss you?” Your eyes goes round. He’s been getting gradually more direct over the past few days, rivalling his caution when you first started dating, but he’s never asked for kisses in public before. You glance around at his friends.

“No,” you decide, twisting back around. “What were you saying, ‘Kawa?”

“Were you not paying attention?” The boy you addressed pouts.

“No, they were busy rejecting Mattsun,” laughs Makki. The other boys share in jeering at Issei, and although you’re well aware that it’s all only gentle ribbing meant in good fun, when you look at your boyfriend next something dark shadows his face.

“Issei, wait!” You cry as he hoists you up, pulling you to your feet.

“Can we talk?” You feel suddenly very nervous.

“Yes, of course.”

He leads you to an empty hallway, crowding you against the wall, although it doesn’t seem intentional when he asks, quiet:

“Did I do something wrong?”

“What? No,” you say, feeling suddenly guilty.

“‘Cause I thought it was just a joke at first, but it’s been a week, and,” he scratches the back of his neck. “I don’t know, I just felt like there was probably something wrong at that point. If you don’t want to do that, you can just tell me. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. But if you want to be in a relationship, we gotta communicate. I don’t know,” he says again, and you feel awful.

“I’m sorry, baby, it was a joke. I just wanted to see how long you would last because you never seemed really bothered by it. I didn’t mean to make you feel like there was something wrong in our relationship.”

“Okay,” Issei says, looking relieved. “Cool.”

You smile fondly at him, a great rush of love for this boy flooding you.

“I’m done with the prank now, by the way,” you whisper, grasping the collar of his shirt and pulling him in very slightly. “Y’know, if you’re interested in doing anything with that knowledge.” He smiles at you, and starts to lean in further.

“Oh, Mattsun’s getting it!” Whoops Oikawa, followed by further jeers from the rest of Issei’s friends. Issei closes his eyes, wincing, and starts to recede. You tug on his again.

“This okay?” Meaning in front of them.

“It’s been a week. Of course it is.”

The sound of catcalling is drowned out by the sound of your heartbeat pounding in your ears as you kiss him, soft, slow, sweet.

“Yeah,” you mumble against his lips when you separate for air. “Never going that long without this again.”

Akaashi Keiji

he is. sad

you two had a big fight earlier this week

he had been assigned to a group project with someone you knew had a crush on him

and no qualms about flirting even though they knew he was taken to boot

and when you had asked one too many times about how his work sessions with them outside of class had gone

he got seriously annoyed

called you clingy and overly possessive

and he had apologized immediately afterwards, feeling truly terrible

your concerns were understandable, after all

but you’d fought again when he admitted a couple days later that they had made a real move on him, trying to kiss him while they were working

you had been upset

but he felt it had too much of an i told you so vibe to it

seriously, what, keiji?

and he hated to be wrong in his assessment of someone

so it had spiraled

and turned into a much bigger fight than it had to be

honestly, neither of you had been sure what you were even arguing about by the end

and you had both apologized for saying things you didn’t mean the next day and made up

but you were honestly still feeling upset and kind of insecure

after all, in a way, keiji had gone to bat for this random person twice against you, the person he claimed was the love of his life

so you just felt a little more distant than usual

a little less affectionate

and you didn’t realize that he had noticed

but he’s akaashi keiji

of course he noticed

he notices everything about you

and sometimes he’s a little blinded by his determination to prove that his viewpoint is the correct one, or by his embarrassment when it’s not

but he loves you so much

and he knows you inside and out

and even without his intimate knowledge of your tastes and interests and beautiful mind

what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t notice that you hadn’t kissed him in well over a week, maybe two?

Honestly, he wishes he’d documented the last time he’d kissed you. He can’t remember if it was in greeting as he handed you a cup of coffee he’d bought for you at the school gates, if it was after a sushi dinner date, if it was before or after the first big fight. In hindsight, Keiji realizes that he used to kiss you a lot; ah, the good old days. Now he’s seriously afraid that he’ll never have the opportunity again.

You’ve still been talking to him fairly normally— texting him, too. You send him good morning and good night messages and you sign off with mwah, love you, Keiji. But you no longer initiate that kind of affection, nor do you let him. When he tried the first few times, what he felt was a respectful amount of time after you made up, you whispered no, not right now, honey against his lips, which transitioned to pulling away whenever he started to lean in, which became fully avoiding physical contact with him.

His eyes burn with tears thinking about it. He’s not even sure you realize you’re doing it, that you’ve been rejecting him over and over for a while now. He understands, of course, your feelings, your discomfort. He respects it, he really does. He just can’t help but feel like you’re slipping through his fingers, and it’s slow torture. The breakup is sure to happen soon, Keiji thinks, even though he tries every day to stave it off.

He wanted to marry you someday, to spend the rest of his life with you, and now he’s going to lose you because he was a bullheaded know-it-all.

On your end, you’re not thinking anything of the sort. You know how you got here— the first few days, you had just needed space. The wounds of your fights were too fresh, the knowledge that someone else might have kissed him like you would too upsetting. Eventually, it had become more reflexive to push him away, and when he had stopped trying to initiate, you felt it was too late for you to do the same. After all, his words could have been said in anger, or they could have been true. Maybe he really did think you were too clingy, maybe you had overreacted. You were afraid that any sort of closeness would lead to another fight that would shatter the kind of limbo you two had entered, and you didn’t want that at all.

So the both of you wait, wondering if this is the anticlimactic end to your relationship.

Both of you are strung out with nerves, lonely and sad, pining for the other for days before anything happens.

It’s an average Tuesday when Keiji happens by chance to walk by the same classroom you’re in, crying on your friend’s lap during lunch period. It’s been a stressful and honestly miserable couple of weeks, and it had only taken your friend asking quietly at the end of class how you and your boyfriend were for you to unleash all your pent-up emotion and start bawling. You’re not usually a crier, especially in such a public setting, but then again, you aren’t usually on the verge of ending the relationship you’d thought would last as long as you both should live.

Thankfully, your friend had had the presence of mind to lead you to an empty room, where you could freely sob and rant about everything that had been happening.

Keiji had realized that he’d left his phone in one of his own classes when you hadn’t shown at lunch and he hadn’t been able to text you, and walking by, he had picked up on the sound of a familiar voice barely audible through a crack in the door. Still, he had watched enough movies with you to know what your crying sounded like, and his heart had basically stopped in his chest. His steps halted suddenly, and just as he stopped he heard you, muffled but words discernible:

“—want to break up.” Before he knew it, he was inside the room, breath coming short and fast, cheeks flushed with color.

“I think I’ll let you guys talk this out,” your friend murmurs, “I’ll be outside when you need me, okay?” You nod, wiping at your tears with your sleeves, eyes fixed on your (soon to be ex?) boyfriend.

“Hi, Keiji,” you murmur, affecting a smile. It’s maybe the most heartbreaking thing he’s ever seen.

“Hi, honey,” he says, soft and caring, and you start crying again. “I’m sorry!” He says, panicked. “I’m so sorry.”

“I’m sorry, too,” you choke out. You lapse into silence, both of you afraid of what’s going to come out of the other’s mouth next. You both stare at each other, and he makes a bold move and takes your hand. You entwine your own fingers with his, and a little bit of the tension drains away. “For what it’s worth, it was a good run,” you say softly, and his eyes widen, his grip involuntarily tightening immediately.

“Please don’t break up with me!” He says, and as you process the words you start to come up with a new picture of the situation. “I know I haven’t been the best to you recently, and I really regret all of it, but I swear I’m trying to fix it, please, I can’t lose you just because I was so stupid, stupid-stupid-stupid—”

“Keiji,” you say, and he’s outright begging now, eyes squeezed shut and tears rolling down his cheeks. He doesn’t seem to hear you the first time, so you take a risk and peck him on the lips. “Keiji!”

Now he’s frozen, eyes locked on yours, hope swelling within their depths.

“I wasn’t gonna break up with you,” you say, grabbing his other hand and shifting to sit a little closer. “I thought you were— I thought you weren’t happy, that you were gonna break up with me.”

“I was only unhappy when you weren’t by my side, honey,” he says, pressing kisses all over your right hand.

“Cheeseball,” you say, a genuine smile pulling at your lips.

“I’m being honest,” he says, rolling his eyes and coming a little closer himself. “I thought I heard you saying you wanted to break up, when you were talking to your friend.”

“I was saying I thought you wanted to.”

“Oh,” he says, cheeks coloring. You laugh and kiss him again, and he reciprocates enthusiastically, producing a handkerchief to dab at your cheeks with when you separate.

“I’m sorry for making you cry, honey,” he says softly, and you loop your arms around his neck.

“I’m sorry for making you cry,” you say teasingly, taking the kerchief to dry his face too. “I think, if anything, this has taught me a valuable lesson in communication.”

And unlike the tense, uncomfortable resolution the fight had come to last time, there’s a strong sense of understanding between the two of you.

We’re gonna be okay, you text your friend. Keiji kisses your cheek.

“Yes, we are.”

Miya Atsumu

he is like a puppy

a big dumb puppy who will literally lick your face if you don’t give him enough attention

why did you even try this

you’re doomed.

so you were actually friends with osamu first

and even though they have the same fucking face

when you met his twin something clicked

and you were like yes. this asshole. i want him

y’all literally started dating after like a week of knowing each other

because if you know what you want, why wait?

and you want atsumu

and atsumu wants you

now you’re going on three years with him, so sometimes insane person decisions like that pay off

anyway back to osamu (man i’m sorry i just love ur twin so much more. i know this is cliche. i’m sorry mr rice ball man)

he was the one who gave you the idea

and he was like “lol atsumu wouldn’t last a day without kisses from you”

you know he’s right but if you’re dating atsumu long-term you’ve gotta be ready to fight over anything

so you respond “no i believe in my boy’s strength”

“you wouldn’t believe how often i have to hear about you. its actually disgusting”

“it’s*”

“fuck you”

and lo and behold a bet was born

you get a thousand yen a day for every day atsumu holds out without throwing a giant tantrum

but if he doesn’t last a day, you’ll owe osamu a favor, yet to be determined

you text atsumu “hey 🍆”

he responds immediately

“hi 😏”

“my parents aren’t home”

running emoji

something wrong with people in love istg

he shows up at your door five minutes later, sweaty and out of breath

idiot actually ran

i mean you live fairly close and he needs to keep his physique up so. honestly not that weird

anyway

you’re suddenly regretting the bet

you forgot that you’re actually just as whipped as he is

and did i mention that he’s SWEATY and OUT OF BREATH

hot.

still, you restrain yourself

and invite him in without jumping on him

you’re in the kitchen, getting drinks for the both of you when he tries to kiss you the first time

“thanks, darling” he says as you pass him a glass of ice water, cupping your cheek with one huge hand

and you swerve

it’s so fucking funny

your water spills

partially on him

oops

and he’s just standing there while you mop up the water

like ???? brain loading please hold

and when you finish up and straighten to face him again

he’s like

“darlin’, sugarface, babydoll, what the fuck was that?”

and you just throw up your hands

“i can’t do this!”

you haven’t refused a kiss from him in the entire three years you’ve been dating

not even when he had mono from stealing sunarin’s water

something wrong with people in love pt.2

you just really like dating him okay. he’s just a really good boyf and you think kissing him is neat. okay.

so you break and tell him about the bet

You’re standing there, deeply annoyed, while your boyfriend gloats.

“You like me,” he jeers, pressing kisses all over your face, everywhere except your lips. “You have a crush on me! That’s so embarrassin’ for ya, honestly.”

“I know,” you grumble, trying to smack him away ineffectually. “Get off’a me.”

“Mm, no,” Atsumu decides. “You don’t want that, anyway, you broke,” he checks his phone. “Twelve minutes after I got here.”

“Yeah, shut up, fuck you, I know I’m the loser who fell in love with yer big dumb ass.”

“Hey!” Ah, your boyfriend’s pride is fragile.

“Anyway, you would’ve hated it if I’d actually gone through with it.”

“Maybe,” he shrugs. You give him a look. “Okay, fine. Yes. Yer right. Yer always right.”

“Yes,” you say, gratified. “Wait, I have an idea.”

Atsumu goes home that day and makes sure to whine an appropriate amount (three hours straight) to Osamu, verifying your gloating text to his twin that you’d won at least the first day.

You two manage to keep up the lie for three whole days, making money from Osamu and getting your necessary daily dose of affection in private. On the third day, though the jig is up.

Atsumu tugs you into the locker room, twenty minutes before practice, the both of you already pulling at each other’s hair, hands roaming wildly. You push him up against the lockers, and then he flips the position.

“Mhm,” coughs Osamu, emerging from a couple rows down. “I knew ya’d break.”

The two of you spring apart guiltily, Atsumu scratching the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact with his twin, your eyes downcast and shoulders shaking as you try to suppress your laughter.

“Ya got us,” you giggle, grabbing your boyfriend’s hand. “It was today that we cracked. We lasted three whole days. Yup. For sure.” Osamu’s eyes narrow.

“You two scammers—”

“Run,” Atsumu yells, and the two of you make a break for it, the pissed-off gray Miya chasing after you, demanding his money back with interest.

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ggukkiereads · 3 years

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Hi 💓

It is the month of Ramadan and I want to avoid reading any smutty/steamy fics for the month. Which is why I was wondering if you have any Jungkook or Taehyung non smut fic recs? It can be fluff or anything just no explicit sex scenes. Thank you for your recommendations you are literally my favorite page on this platform 💜✨

🌷 Hello @dhabatae101. First, I wish you and other followers a happy, safe, and blessed Ramadan. Ramadan Mubarak! ✨

I decided to answer this right away so I tried compiling my reblogs (plus those fics I haven’t reviewed yet) and authors that “specialize” in fluff/angst. However, the list went on and on 🤭. So, I will split this post into two:

Part 1: authors that have more SFW content in their catalog (you are here)

Part 2: non-smut fics (my reblogs + other recs) - Taehyung | Jungkook

(Fluff/Angst) Smut-less Fics | Taehyung & Jungkook

🌷 Part 1 (Recommended Authors)

@jimlingss - Kina’s masterlist is just a dream. No two stories are the same and every fic is just memorable. A truly prolific and consistent writer. Usually witty, fluffy, and charming but the angsty fics are also deadly. I posted my fave JJK and KTH fics - the Worshipers Series can be read independently but better if read sequentially to better understand the “universe”. The Slice of Life Series is also a must, but you can read the KTH and JJK fics on their own but I seriously love ALL 💖.

Worshipers of the Sky - KTH | series [3/3] | 35k | God AU, Goddess!OC, Sacrifice!Taehyung, Worshipers Series | F, some A

Worshipers of the Sea - JJK | one shot | 16.3k | Pirate AU, Mermaid AU, God AU, Worshipers Series | F, A

President’s Son - KTH | series [20/20] | 80k | Bodyguard AU (reader), Slice of Life Sereis, Slow Burn | F

Sugar and Coffee - JJK | series [23/23] 101k | Patisserie School AU, Best Friend AU, Enemies to Lovers (slight), Slice of Life Series | F

Love So Shallow - KTH | series [3/3] | 34.8k | College AU, eventual Roommate AU, Best Friend AU, Humor | F, slight A ⭐ #holygrailfic

Black Waltz - KTH | two shot | Butler AU, Historical AU | F, A (ah I love Taehyung’s characterization here)

Moirai - KTH | series [8/8] | 46.9k | isekai au, fantasy au, reborn as a villain in a video game | F, A

Rent a Boyfriend - KTH | I noticed this is a crowd favorite, it might end up yours too =)

A Fairy Crime - KTH | one shot | Fairy godmother OC to grant someone a happy ever after | F, A, crack

Date in a Box - JJK | one shot | 9.7k | Date Planner (like wedding planner but make it a service for dating) | F, F, F

His Name - JJK | series [8/8] | 52.4k | Multiple Personality AU, based on Kill Me, Heal Me (this is one of my favorite Korean drama series so I really enjoyed this fic series too) | A

A Piece of Moonlight - JJK | one shot | 22k | Warrior AU, Mulan AU | really angsty though

*didn’t include Chess of Ice (since this is in the Jungkook Jock AU list)

@inktae - If you’ve been following me I always rave about this author. Mostly her work is of fantasy genre but has a slice of life tone. Her fics are just masterpieces - just beautifully written and viscerally gripping. They remind me of Ghibli films for some reason (like the tone). You can check their fics here (just avoid those with M, usually with sexual content but honestly it’s not explicit). I love everything but if you want to start somewhere, you can try:

Blue Orchids, Moonlight, Home After Rain - JJK Soulmate AU, Hanahaki AU, Angst ⭐ #holygrailfic

First Light - KTH x R x JJK | raved about it here (angst)

Away From the Sun - KTH | soulmate AU

The train of lost souls - JJK, feat JHS | fantasy AU | A

The swirling Ways of Stars - JJK, fantasy | A, F

@gukyi - for your enemies to lovers needs. This is one of my favorite tropes so I just love that there is a writer that ‘specializes” in this. Please check their masterlist and take note of fics with (smut). Try:

Four Weeks - KTH, College AU, stuck in campus for four weeks during Christmas

Good Luck Charm - KTH, roommates, actor AU

Moonlight Melody + Part 2 - JJK, fake dating, orchestra AU | F, A

Coffee Shop Contract - JJK, fake dating, college AU | F

If I Told You - JJK, college, unrequited love/pining | F, A

Midas - JJK, magical realism | F, A

Love Project - JJK, comedy, photography assignment | F

@koorara - ugh I just adore their writing. Tooth-rotting fluff seems effortless with her drabbles/short stories. You can check their fics here. My faves:

Driving Me Wild - JJK, demon au, roommate au, ongoing drabble series but you can read it (not cliffhanger-ish), soulmate au | my review (tooth-rotting fluff)

His Dandelion - KTH, someone sent an ask about this you can read the description | A

Down and Down - JJK | MMA fighter, slight making out | A, F

The Pitter Patter of the Heart - skip the drabble with mature content, husband au, lecturer jungkook, this is super cuuuute | tooth-rotting fluff

@suhdays - it’s just amazing to find a writer with a non-smut catalog. Writing is just pure and focused on the plot and emotional/character development. Please give their masterlist lots of love. My faves:

Access Granted - I like hacker Jungkook. SMAU format

A Cinderella Story - JJK | also based on the movie | F, A

Wherever You Are - JJK | vampire, ceo (I love this) | A, F

Terms of Endearment - JJK | poet jjk x artist reader | F

Bucket List - JJK | friends to lovers (this is adorable! my review of this is still in the drafts like the rest of the fics 😥) | F, slight A

Camp Crush - KTH | brother’s best friend (this is funny like I was just smiling all throughout)

Made of Honor - KTH | SMAU, recently completed! Like the movie

Baby I’m a Fool - JJK | Fake Dating, Co-worker AU, E2L | F, A

@vanaera - her Yoongi coworker E2L series is something I’m always waiting for and I don’t think her other fics contain smut. Please check The Prince and His Rose (bestfriend AU, College AU, childhood friends, football player x writer!reader Jungkook, fluff/angst)

@namjoonchronicles - so I recently binged on this author’s writing (still bingeing on her other members’ fics). Their catalog has a lot of Domestic AUs which are beautiful slice of life pieces. It could be as simple as folding the laundry but it would be so meaningful. I said in one of my reviews that their domestic fics has same vibes as illustrator Puung’s Love is in Small Things. I would like to post my favorites here but I think I recently just reviewed/reblogged tons of their work (you can search my blog for the reviews). Please check their masterlist. Granite Glow is my ⭐ #holygrailfic

@rosaetae - if you like angst that hurts but it all makes sense why the situation had to be angsty, then her masterlist is something to binge on. Not all are angsty, just mind the tags for pure “fluff”. My favorites:

The Bedtime Contract - KTH, roommates, enemies to lovers, sort of cuddle buddy?, fluff but there’s slight angst | F, A

Dream a Little Dream of Me - KTH, soulmate au, could hear soulmate’s voice, waitress x songwriter |

Lavender + Vanilla - KTH, a story about a boy who had forgotten his memory of you

Chrysanthemum Effect - KTH (JJK has a side story too), Hanahaki AU

Among the Evergreen - JJK, Christmas AU, E2L | F

Sweet Apple Biscuits - JJK, receives letter from their future self asking to save one boy ⭐ | A, slight F

Best Thing He Never Had 01 02 03 04 05 06 - JJK, bestfriends to lovers | A, F

Better Late Than Never - JJK drabble, exes AU, fake dating (I love this scenario, there’s one funny moment here with Jungkook saying his feelings through a door) | A, F

@justimajin - another favorite of mine - her fics actually try different genres/scenarios and are usually series. I find it fun to wait on episodes weekly. A consistent writer too. See masterlist here. Selected works:

Catching a Case of Doctor Blues - KTH, medical AU, enemies to lovers, slice of life

Swapped - JJK, body swap, really fluffy! I reviewed it before and screamed at how fluffy this is 😍 | tooth-rotting fluff

A Lone Wolf’s Howl - JJK, werewolf AU, sort of enemies/rivals, hunter AU, bestfriend. Note: there is a chapter with smut, you can skip that portion | A, F, S

@bubmyg - oh wow her works are just tooth-rotting fluffy goodness too (especially the Yoongi drabbles/one shots). But please check her fics for Tae and Koo. My picks:

Can’t Fake a Feeling - KTH, F2L, Fake Dating, College AU, Fuckboy (not smut)

Extra Cheese Sauce, Please - KTH, F2L, College, friends keep setting them up

Strawberry Boy - JJK, I just reblogged this weeks ago so you probably have read this | tooth-rotting fluff

Wonder - pool boy!jungkook x journalist!reader | F

Not a Date - JJK | one shot + drabble series, kinda E2L. cute | tooth-rotting fluff

Dare to Begin - JJK | college au, idiots to lovers, broke college students | tooth-rotting fluff

gcfguk + idcilh - a youtuber!jeongguk drabble series | F

you can check their masterlist for the other drabbles and fics I haven’t read/included

@cupofteaguk - a writer whose fics end up in my fic rec lists regularly. When I get asked about certain tropes, I always remember one or two of her fics. Their Reputation Series is binge-worthy but they also have plenty of scenarios/tropes to choose from. You can find a lot of KTH or JJK fluff-based fics here (or other members too):

the maze to you - KTH | soulmate au | angst

along the boardwalk - KTH | skater boy/college au | fluff

it’s all fun & games - JJK | fake dating au | fluff

say you won’t let go - JJK | soulmate au | fluff

on the road (to you) - JJK | road trip/strangers to lovers au | fluff

new romantics - JJK | hogwarts au, quidditch player, enemies to lovers | F, A

@crystaljins - another writer with fics that have well-developed plot, great angst and great endings. I recommend all (check other members’ fics here). Extra love for:

Schemes and Tricks to Win Her Heart - KTH | series [5/5] | 22.5k | Fake Dating, feat Chaebol/Rich Seokjin, Taehyung is Jin’s Little Brother, and OC is Tae’s bestfriend

I haven’t read the new Taehyung Christmas fic yet but give it a spin =)

@springbean - I love her story concepts and ideas! When I discovered her, I just binged on their work and I enjoy every new fic she releases. My personal favorites are listed below, but you can also check her masterlist here:

Onyx - JJK | cyberpunk AU, abo dynamics (it is sooo interesting to use abo dynamics this way. Usually abo is associated with werewolf aus but this is like a social classification system in this fic. It is still ongoing but it’s the type of story you can read and remember easily so in case it gets updated you can jump into the next chapter) ongoing | A, F

Wolfsbane - KTH | Werewolf AU, college, soulmates (included in my KTH werewolf fic recs)

Cursed - JJK | Prince x Mage/Witch, Fantasy, Medieval, E2L, action (basically has all AUs I like) ongoing

Enshrined - JJK | this is new! fantasy, fae world, isekai, childhood friends, eventual smut (?) but since we’re not there yet you can still read it smut-less ongoing

@army-author - another prolific writer with a catalog you can binge on. I recently reblogged/reviewed some of my favorites but believe me there are more (I am just lazy with reviewing and such). Personal faves:

Gamomania - JJK | childhood friends | tooth-rotting fluff, slight S

X and O - KTH | fake dating, single parent, teacher AU

A Monster Crush - KTH | childhood friends, angst, fluff, horror, implied S ongoing

All This Stigma - KTH | fwb au, unplanned pregnancy, arranged marriage, divorce, really angsty but I love it!

The Village Idiots - JJK | soulmate au, childhood friends, they’re soulmate-less (or are they?) | tooth-rotting fluff

The Alchemy of Amor - JJK | fantasy au, royalty au, enemies to lovers (new) | F

Fire and Ice - JJK | oh this is probably the first I’ve read from the author, E2L but make it fluffy rivals (he’s fire and she can yield ice), fantasy au, magic | F

Black and White Christmas - JJK | Office AU | F

@thedefinitionofbts - I love how emotionally invested I get when reading their fics. Most of their fics are smut-less but deeply rooted in emotions so I remember the story a lot even if I’ve read some years or months ago (I said in my werewolf fic rec list that there’s this Jungkook fic of theirs that’s really sad and I still imagine him waiting for OC.) Just powerful storytelling. You can check their masterlist and mind the fics with smut. I wanted to list my favorites here but I’ll end up listing everything. If you want to start a fic, I recommend:

A Story that We Paint - KTH x R x JJK | Sci-fi, College AU, Lucid Dreams AU | A, slight F

Our First and Last - JJK, VMIN | Soulmate AU, Sci-Fi | A, F

Kingdom of Crystal Snow - KTH | Christmas, Royalty (yay something purely fluffy)

Corner of the Universe - KTH | Reincarnation AU

other fics I like have S content or too sad

@threeletterslife - I love her fics because they make me dwell and ponder on things but themes are very heavy (I think she has one crack fic though). No smut and you can try all her works if you are in the mood for angst, some pondering, etc. Masterlist here. You can read the Love Chaser Series (though you have to read the Yoongi series first before reading Jungkook’s, it’s one universe).

Whipped with a Cherry on Top - KTH | friends to lovers, crack

The Time Traveler’s Playbook - KTH | time travel AU | F, A

Cuss Out - JJK | High school AU, crack | F

@artaefact - just feel good scenarios and I love her drabbles! I’ve reblogged and oohed aahed over the drabbles that are short but powerful scenarios.

incandesce + warmth drabble - JJK (safe to say, you can read all their drabbles) | F

Aeturnal - KTH | fantasy au, royalty au (I loooove this. it has inexplicit S though, you can skip)

A Letter in Roses - KTH | husband au, valentine au

Calling You Mine - JJK | College AU, S2L, tooth-rotting fluff

@augustbutwinter - a writer to watch out for. August delivers so much even with minimal word count; they can get you emotional (fluffy or angsty) and it is so easy to visualize the image she is trying to describe. Just wonderful. The words just flow easily too so the fics are not difficult to read/imagine. I recommend the ff:

My Tears Ricochet - KTH | ghost AU, roommate AU, fluff (sometimes angsty), drabble series ⭐⭐

Rose Coloured - JJK | post college AU, some sort of reunion with an old flame | F

@akinnie75 - What a wonderful storyteller. I would binge on her fics for their plot/storylines. Usually it feels as if you are reading a tale. Several of their fics ended up in my #holygrailfics (the namjoon and jimin ones). You can try:

Ghost Marriage - JJK | fantasy, idol au, kind of arranged marriage | A, F

Until Spring 1 | 2 - JJK | Romance, Fantasy, visited the Freesia Island for Spring but taken for Arranged Marriage instead | A, F

Moonchild - KTH | a tale about the legendary Moonchild, a mythical creature known for its ability to heal life of all sorts

🌷ggukkienote:

I’d also like to recommend checking the fics in each of the reading lists and Fic Recs by theme. You’ll find these lists in the NAVI page. Fics/Titles included per list are usually tagged for A/S/F content.

I will update this once I remember other authors that focus on A/F

Part 2 (Fic Recs) - linked top of this post

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Beauty | kth – Chapter 12

Pairing: Taehyung x OC (Reader) , slight Jimin x OC

Genre/Tags: Strangers to Lovers, Idiots to lovers (kinda), single dad; humor (-ish?), slow burn, angst, fluff, smut

Chapter Warnings: buckle up cause we're about to get to the angsty part of the story, implied sexual content

Word count: 10.9k

Series summary: Taehyung knows what beauty is. He sees it every day.

You feel like you haven’t seen real beauty in a while but you think you remember what it looked like.

Or maybe you both have no idea?

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Chapter 12

“Tae, I’m going to mess up our breakfast if you don’t leave me alone.“ You giggle, trying to elbow him into his stomach, so he will let you cook the eggs in peace, but he just won’t budge and instead keeps a tight grip on your waist.

“I don’t care.“ You hear him grunt. “Guess I could just eat something else then.“ He mumbles as he sneakily gives your butt a tight squeeze with one of his hands.

You gasp loudly, turning around to look at his shit-eating grin, and he is just quick enough to avoid the little smack you were aiming at his arm. “Are you crazy?! Stop it, you little pervert! Your daughter is playing somewhere around here.“ You hiss. He only laughs but finally withdraws and leaves you alone after that to quickly grab something to drink.

Really now, you're lucky enough that Hyejin hasn't mentioned last night's kiss again. However, she is a lot more affectionate, and you notice how she keeps an eye on you. Not in an evil way, but more like she is constantly waiting for something to happen.

You can only guess what it is she's waiting for.

“It’s remarkable how you can have so much energy after such a sleepless night.“ You yawn, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Those few hours of sleep you had last night did not do you any good. That much is clear. Unsurprisingly, that only lets his grin spread even wider, which undoubtedly results in you rolling your eyes at him.

As promised, Taehyung made sure that Hyejin didn't catch you in his bed this morning, but that also meant you had to get up earlier than you would have liked. And you undoubtedly don't deal as good with lack of sleep as Taehyung does, but you guess it makes sense, considering he's an actual father and therefore is probably used to that already.

“Good Morning! I’m home, I’m happy, and I brought Joon with me!“ A blatant and chirpy voice, followed by a loud bang from the front door, is what keeps you from throwing a witty remark at Taehyung.

You both turn your attention in the direction of the voice before two heads suddenly appear in the door frame. Namjoon and Jungkook both instantly smile at Taehyung before their eyes fall on you a moment after.

“Oh, ___. You’re here so early?“ Jungkook looks baffled for a second, but his attention is quickly diverted to the sizzling eggs in the pan behind you. “Goddammit, I love you, you wonderful woman!“ He grips your head with both of his hands and places a huge, sloppy kiss on your forehead.

“Eww, get away from me.“ You immediately push him off with a scoff and a grimace that shows you disgust while you wipe the wet spot from your forehead.

Jungkook only laughs as he roams around you to reach the pan, and when he does, he promptly tries to pick small pieces out of it. “But honestly, why are you here so early in the morning?“

You pause, gulping a little, but none of the boys actually seem to notice. “I have to take Hyejin to work with me in a bit.“ You shrug, trying to appear nonchalant. You’re not lying after all, and it's not like you'd have a problem with them knowing anyway, but telling them the whole truth now sounds a little too messy for your liking.

Thankfully, Taehyung seems to agree as he only sends a wink and a smile your way. “How was work last night?“ You ask Jungkook, trying to change the subject as fast but also as unsuspiciously as you can. “Still sexting with that hot Boss-wife?“ You cannot help but chuckle, hearing Taehyung and Namjoon join in shortly after Jungkook lets out a loud annoyed groan.

“Yeah, yeah. Make fun of me, whatever.“ He rolls his eyes. “But to answer your question, I had a great time last night.“ He cajoles. “I swear, I think I finally found the perfect job for me.“

“That’s great! I’m really happy for you.“ You smile brightly while you bump your shoulder with his.

You see Jungkook smile shily for a second before Taehyung suddenly appears by your side again. “Me too. It's a soothing thought to no longer have to pay all the bills by myself.“ He chimes in, earning a testing look not only from his best friend but also from you.

"No, but honestly. We’re proud of you, Kook." Namjoon proposes, actually looking very pleased with him. And it warms your heart to see how Jungkook's eyes light up at his words. The older man, however, gets serious again soon after, looking between you and Taehyung. “Before we continue praising Jungkook to the skies, may I ask what happened with you guys and Jin yesterday? I mean, all of a sudden, he’s gone, and I have to learn that information from Jungkook?“ His stoic eyes look from you to Taehyung as he waits for an answer. “Seriously, do you even know how embarrassing it is to hear such important news from Jungkook?!"

You mask your smile when you hear Jungkook gasp offendedly. “What's that supposed to mean?"

“You know what that's supposed to mean, now shut up, I'm waiting for the tea.“ Namjoon uninterestedly shushes him, without tearing his gaze from you.

“He was disrespectful towards ___, so I kicked him out.“ Taehyung takes it upon himself to answer while he shrugs nonchalantly, still not looking bothered in the slightest.

You frown as you get back to stirring the eggs, shaking your head a little. “It really wasn’t that big of a deal. I could’ve handled it perfectly fine on my own without having to kick anyone out.“ You try to protest but get quickly interrupted by Jungkook making a disapproving sound.

“Nah, Tae told me what he said. That’s unacceptable.“ He strictly states, frowning at you. “In this house, we love and respect, ___. Right guys?“ He raises his fist in the air and looks resolutely at his friends, who chime in with their own chants of approval, making you snort out loud. Even Hyejin comes running into the kitchen with her new plastic sword, yelling something in approval before crushing into your leg and hugging you tightly.

“My heroes.“ You joke dreamily, earning a few chuckles here and there.

Approximately half an hour later, you all find yourselves at the table with your plates empty and your stomachs full. Jungkook is the only one who's still going strong, claiming he deserves to eat more than everybody else because he has worked the whole night and couldn't get any rest.

If only he knew that yours and Taehyung’s night wasn’t any less tiring.

Just thinking about it gives you chills, and the soreness in your lower regions won’t let you forget about what happened just a few hours prior. You can still feel his touch on you, feel him inside you. It's weird, kind of like you're having him imprinted on your body, and it makes you feel all sorts of things. Just good things, of course.

In all honesty, sleeping with Taehyung was not what you had planned for last night, at least not from the start. It definitely started off as an in-the-moment kind of thing, but it was probably the best outcome of that night you could've hoped for.

And still, after it happened and you had indeed slept with him, you couldn't deny the little voice in your head that kept saying you shouldn't have done it. You were sure that it would change something between the two of you, and you feared he could be coming to his senses in the morning and realize that last night was a mistake. Guys do and say a lot when they’re horny – you know as much, and you feared it could be the same with Taehyung.

But today, when you woke up to him already awake, stroking your arm with a soft smile on his face and looking all cute with his bed head and puffy eyes from the lack of sleep, you knew that you didn’t have to worry about that. Not with him.

“Why are you so energetic today?“ Jungkook’s muffled voice suddenly comes through your thoughts while his mouth is still stuffed with food. It takes you a little moment to realize that he isn’t talking to you but to the guy happily humming to himself while he piles your dirty dishes on top of each other.

“What is it with you always throwing questions my way whenever I’m in a good mood?“ Taehyung laughs, carrying your dirty plates to the kitchen.

Jungkook scoffs, cocking a brow at Taehyung's stupid question. “Because it rarely happens, and therefore it scares me whenever it does.“ He answers nonchalantly.

“I don’t want to say that I agree, but I kinda agree.“ Namjoon joins in, taking a sip from his tea right after. “You’re awfully easy to see through, Tae.“ He adds, earning a nod from Jungkook.

“Wha— I’m not!“ Taehyung chuckles, flipping his best friends off.

“You really are.“ You agree, making them all look at you. You see Taehyung raising a brow at you, but you simply shrug your shoulders as you feign innocence.

“See? When ___ says that it's true, then it's true. So tell us what it is that makes you so happy.“ Jungkook further insists.

Struggling hard to fight off the grin that's about to break out on his lips, Taehyung only shrugs. It's hard to stay composed and not let on when he's being poked from all sides. Especially when you're one of the people who are making fun of him, all while being the sole reason, he's in a good mood in the first place.

“Hmm, I don't know. Maybe I really should tell you.“ He teases, watching in amusement when you suddenly lose the smug grin on your face. He watches how you sit up in your chair, ready to say anything to keep him from spilling the beans when Namjoon suddenly gasps loudly and attracts all the attention.

“Before I forget!“ He exclaims, rummaging through his bag. “I bought cupcakes for us.“ Grinning happily, he places the little cardboard box on the table and opens it.

“Cupcakes for breakfast?" Jungkook asks, looking rather suspicious, but is nonetheless the first one to grab one for himself.

Namjoon only shrugs and distributes the remaining cupcakes to you, Taehyung and Hyejin before taking the last one for himself. "I just saw them on my way here and thought they looked delicious.“

“I don't trust this day.“ Jungkook frowns. “Tae is in a good mood, Namjoon randomly buys us cupcakes for breakfast... Two positive things are usually followed by something negative, right?“ He almost sounds like he is suffering from shortness of breath, big eyes turning on you. “So what's next? ___ telling us she'll move back to Busan?"

Even if he's fully aware that Jungkook is joking, Taehyung turns his head so fast, he almost gets whiplash from it.

“In your dreams, Jeon.“ You scoff, not even lifting your head when you take your first bite from your cupcake. You almost moan at the taste. Something this unhealthy and sweet is exactly what you need after the night you had.

“More like our worst nightmares.“ Taehyung mutters under his breath as you feel him stroll past you with slow steps. He makes sure to brush his hand over your back while he's at it, though, making you freeze under his touch.

Wow, really? Even a barely noticeable brush over your clothed back with his hand is enough to make you weak in the knees?

Taehyung doesn't even seem to notice, though, going straight to grabbing his phone and furiously typing away on it to whoever has just texted him.

Meanwhile, you happily continue to munch on your cupcake, and you don’t even care one bit that you probably look like a child with the cream spread all over your mouth. No, scratch that. If you were to turn your head a bit, you would see that even Hyejin shows more class than you right now.

“Damn, you could’ve just told me you haven’t eaten in weeks… I would’ve left you more of the eggs then.“ Jungkook snorts, earning a look from you as you try to wipe your mouth in embarrassment.

“Shut up, and leave her alone, idiot. It’s not like you’re a prime example when it comes to etiquette rules.“ Taehyung snaps but instantly smiles again when he sees there’s still some cream left on the space between your lower lip and the corner of your mouth.

Not thinking for just a span of a moment, he carelessly raises his thumb and wipes it off with a stupid grin on his face. And as if that wasn't enough already, you watch with big eyes as he brings his thumb to his lips right after and licks off the remains with a wink and a fond smile in your direction.

Without a care in the world, he sets his gaze back on his phone to reply to a text he just got from the other photographer that works for Mr. Han — Minho. He has just texted him how there’s supposedly a big shoot happening in the next few days where the both of them will be needed. If Taehyung wasn’t in such a good mood today, he’d definitely be pissed right now because that means he’ll have to work overtime way more than he already has.

The silence that, ironically, suddenly seems much too loud is what brings him out of his thoughts a little later, however, when a realization takes its place.

With his eyes as wide as possible, he slowly raises his head and looks (unsurprisingly) into two appalled pairs of eyes. Namjoon and Jungkook gape at the two of you, looking like they're about to faint, as you just stand there, rooted to the spot with an equal look on your face.

Letting a few more way too long seconds pass without saying anything, you finally clear your throat. “Oh, shoot!“ you break the silence with a distressed snort. “Just look at the time, guys.“ Your uncomfortable laughter rings through the whole room as you hastily start packing your bag. “I need to get to work. Hyejin, let’s go!“ With lightning speed, you grab the little girl’s hand, ignoring her protest about wanting to eat up. You quickly grab her little backpack and drag her to the door without as much as a goodbye.

The last thing you hear before you pull the door shut behind you is a bewildered “you guys are fucking and didn’t tell me?!“ unmistakably coming from Jungkook. With a loud snort and a wide grin on your face, you take Hyejin’s hand again and quickly make your way down the stairs.

The day at work seems three times longer than usual today. It may have something to do with the fact that you cannot wait to go home today. Knowing Taehyung will come over tonight to have dinner with you and Hyejin at your place to have your date, as you called it earlier, keeps you on edge.

You know that eating take-out in comfy clothes while a child is watching Disney movies not that far away from you can hardly be counted as a real date. At least for most people. But for you, it actually sounds close to a perfect evening. You’re daydreaming about it ever since you left his apartment earlier. And it ended more than once with Yoongi nagging you about not paying enough attention to what you are supposed to be doing here – which is work.

“So, it must’ve been worth it then.“ He again drags you out of your little phantasy. You look up, seeing him already looking at you with a knowing gaze. “I guessed there must’ve been a good reason you didn’t come home last night even though you promised you’d bring me my car back before it gets dark.“ He then adds, turning his head for a moment to watch how Hyejin carefully waters the peonies, with a smile on his face.

“Uh, yeah… sorry — uh, it was just that Taehyung came home fairly late and I had to—“

“Keep your bullshit excuses to yourself. You clearly got laid last night.“ He cuts in with a loud voice, wearing a shit-eating grin on his face. “And judging by how you seem like you’re on cloud nine ever since I’ve first seen you today, he probably gave it to you good, huh?“

A loud gasp escapes your lips, and you grip his arm tightly. “Shut up, are you insane?!“ You whisper-yell, quickly turning your head to the middle-aged lady, glaring at you both right as she’s about to leave the shop. “Have a wonderful day! I hope you’ll come back soon!“ You smile brightly, trying to act as if nothing happened, but there’s no way she hasn't heard what Yoongi just said to you.

He noticeably loves embarrassing you in front of other people. You can admit that you’ve gotten used to it over the months, but you would really appreciate it if he would at least hold back in front of potential customers.

“Do you mind?“ Giving him a look that’s once again supposed to tell him to shut up, you cross your arms in front of your chest, but he doesn’t even budge.

“Come on, give me details!“ He almost whines, following you hot on your heels as you try to get away from him. “If I can’t score myself, I at least deserve to experience it through you. As my friend, you owe me at least as much.“

“That’s the most disgusting thing you ever said to me. Leave me alone.“ You laugh, shoving him a little. “Just hearing you say these words grosses me out to an extent.“

Yoongi sighs with a roll of his eyes. “When did you get so lame?“

“When did you turn into Jungkook?“ You quip curtly.

“That kid’s an unusual one, I gotta admit. I don’t know if it’s good or bad yet, but I have to admit that I kinda like him.“

You only laugh, agreeing with him. “I can’t wait until you meet Hobi then. I’m sure you’ll like him too.“

“Who?“

“My best friend from Busan. I told you about him.“ You explain, trying to jog his memory. “He texted me the other day. Apparently, he’s going to come to Seoul and asked me if we could meet up.“ You may sound a bit too excited to see him again, but you can't help it.

You haven’t really had the chance to talk to him as much recently because he’s been working a lot. So it definitely came as a surprise to see him text you about his plans to visit you in Seoul all of a sudden. In any case, you jumped right on the idea since you really miss him a lot.

You even impulsively told him to stay at yours rather than waste money on a hotel or whatever. Coming to think of it now, you hope Taehyung won’t mind, but you’re sure he won’t have anything against it, especially when he meets him first. Of course, you have to talk to him about it first, if only out of respect, so you make a mental note to tell him soon.

Yoongi doesn't look very happy, though, “isn’t he close with what’s-his-face?“ He asks abruptly, making you groan out loud in annoyance.

“Don’t start now. I’m really not in the mood to have that conversation with you again.“ You skirt, not wanting to start a fight with him but already feeling the frustration bubble up.

“Jeez, sorry. I didn’t know you would get so defensive.“

“Yes, you knew I would get defensive because we have that discussion at least twice a week. You get annoyed whenever I bring Jimin up, but you can’t survive without dragging him whenever you get the chance to. Even if we haven't even talked about him in the first place.“ You hiss, shutting him up real quick. “Look, I just… You said I should forget about Jimin and just enjoy whatever is happening with Taehyung, remember?“

Yoongi only nods, letting his face not give away what he’s thinking right now.

“Okay, then please do me a favor and don’t constantly bring him up just to insult or make fun of him.“ You plead. You expect him to make fun of you for taking his jokes too seriously like he always does, but you’re surprised to see him actually look rather thoughtful. “I’m trying to listen to you for once and concentrate solely on Taehyung, and here you are, making it harder for me? Where’s the logic in that?“ You snort and shake your head in disbelieve.

Yoongi keeps his face straight as he looks at you. “You’re right, and I’m sorry. I’ll work on taking your feelings into consideration before I make fun of you or your weird ex-acquaintances in the future.“

“So insightful.“ You roll your eyes. “Thank you for your cooperation.“ The sarcasm in your voice can’t be ignored as you offer him a fake smile, supported by your middle finger. Yoongi only laughs out loud when he sees that you don’t actually take his incapability of holding a serious conversation to heart.

“No, but honestly. I’ll cut back on the mean comments, and I won’t bring him up anymore if it makes you feel better. I just have this strange urge to keep reminding you why you should never, under any circumstances, go back to him. Ever.“ He eventually apologizes while getting his point across.

“Well, thanks, I guess. But I really don’t think that's necessary.“ You tersely say back.

“You say that now, and yet, I was the one who had to comfort you for months on end because you, for a reason unknown to me, couldn’t let him go.“ Well, he does have a point there. You’ll give him that. And you appreciate him looking out for you, but it would be nice if he could do it with his mouth shut just every once in a while.

“Things are different now.“ You state.

There are quite a few things left that Yoongi wants to tell you about that, but he can see that you really aren't up for this talk anymore. So, he changes the subject for your sake only. “Right, they are. Which reminds me: You got dicked down last night. Tell me about it.“ You watch him put his arms on the counter and rest his head on the balls of his hands as he looks at you, fluttering his eyes mockingly as a teenage girl would do.

Making a disgusted face, you shake your head at him. “First of all, I did not get “dicked down“, and second of all, could you maybe keep your voice a little lower? I don’t want Hyejin to hear you.“

“I hope the poor girl didn’t have to hear you if you know what I mean.“ He winks, looking like he’s enjoying this way more than he probably should.

“You know what? I liked you a lot better when you were secretly taking naps in the back of the shop instead of getting on my nerves the whole shift.“ And with that, you simply leave him there and walk over to Hyejin, who currently seems to have found a new occupation in plucking flowers that definitely shouldn’t be plucked.

“Okay, hun, say goodbye to Yoongi, and then we go upstairs, alright?“ You brush your fingers through her hair to get it out of her face and quickly place a kiss on her head before sending her off to the annoying moron you call your best friend.

In retrospect, the day did go by rather quickly after you managed to take care of Hyejin's destruction. Furthermore, Taehyung kept texting you throughout the day, making it a thousand times easier for you to pass the time. It’s kind of pathetic how easily he gains his way into your head, totally messing with you without even knowing it. Or maybe he does know but simply enjoys fucking you up. Whatever it is, you dig it.

Hyejin returns a few minutes later with Yoongi in tow. She carries her little backpack, sporting a wide grin on her face which (or so you think) must have something to do with her tightly gripping Yoongi’s hand in her own tiny one.

“I’m leaving too.“ He says, noticing the questioning look you shoot his way. “It’s a slow day anyway, and I don’t wanna work here by myself for another hour.“

“Are you sure that’s okay? I mean, Mr. and Mrs. Yang probably don’t have fixed opening hours for fun.“

“No, it’s okay, trust me. I’ve done that before, and it’s only an hour anyway. Who cares?“ He turns off all the lights and locks the door before he turns back around and follows you upstairs.

“Some would say the shop owners care, but hey, what do I know." You say, not really giving it another thought. If he gets in trouble for it, you will at least have a good laugh.

When you reach your front door, he wishes you “a fun time“ with a naughty smirk on his face before he vanishes behind his own door, while you enter your apartment with a scoff. Obviously, nothing of that sort will happen tonight, not when Hyejin will be there with you two. And it’s not like you’d care. It’s the complete opposite, really. This will be a fun night for sure, just not in the way Yoongi imagines.

After getting rid of her shoes in no time at all, Hyejin runs down the small hallway into your living room, silently humming something to herself. You only shake your head at her overly-excited mood, but then again, you’re just happy she isn’t sulking over what happened at that birthday party anymore.

Just to be clear, the issue is definitely not solved yet, and as soon as you hear from that little boy’s mother again, you’ll definitely have something to say to her as well. You could still bite yourself in the ass for not standing up for Hyejin more than you did. You didn't know what actually went down in the hours before your arrival, but you should have insisted more on an honest answer from Hyejin. That way, you could've defended her the way she deserved. What's done is done now, though, and you may have to face them again, but for now, you won’t stress about that.

No, tonight you’ll just have a great time with Hyejin and Taehyung. Enjoy all your favorite food, watch some movies—

“There is a man sleeping on the couch.“

You barely register Hyejin’s small voice because she's talking so quietly, but her words still amuse you. That girl really has a weird sense of humor... but considering she grows up with three of the most chaotic people you've ever seen, it is understandable.

The second you turn around and look into her frightened face, though, the giggle gets stuck in your throat. Her face is as white as a sheet. Like she has just seen a ghost, telling you that whatever she just said was definitely not a joke. And it takes you another moment to realize that if that really wasn’t a joke, then she most likely just told the truth, meaning that there is indeed a man sleeping on your couch.

It can’t be Taehyung. For one, he doesn’t have a key, and Hyejin would definitely recognize him. He also texted you just fifteen minutes ago, informing you that he’s still at work but will leave in a bit. There’s no way he could be that fast. And once again, Hyejin would definitely recognize her own dad. So that only leaves one other option.

Someone broke into your apartment.

Just when you let that thought settle for a moment, you hear noises coming from the living room.

Your first instinct is to protect Hyejin, so you quickly instruct her to run to Yoongi’s apartment next door and tell him to call the police. To your utter frustration, though, all she does is shake her head as she grips your arm and looks at you with a determined look on her face.

“Don’t worry. Daddy and uncle Jungkook prepared me for this.“ She states, reaching for her little backpack and pulling out something gray, which you can't identify at first. It's not until she presses a button and it makes a loud hissing sound that you realize it's her lightsaber. Yes, the same glowing pile of plastic Yoongi recently got her for her birthday and that she carried around ever since.

Changing the color from blue to red with another button, she looks at you with a serious look in her eyes. “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you!“ And before you can grasp onto her or say anything, she’s already screaming bloody murder, running into the living room.

She's gone before you can react, but that's when you finally find your voice again. “What the actual shit?! Hyejin, come back right now!“ You can’t believe you just let that happen. You’ll never forgive yourself if anything happens to her. So without losing even a fraction of a second, you run after her.

You don't have the chance to see more than his silhouette as he quickly jumps up from the couch in fright before he is already hunched over, groaning in pain. Panting from your hectic movements, you try to get closer, grasp Hyejin, and lift her up into your arms to run away as fast as you can. But it’s really not that easy when she’s tossing and turning in your arms, desperately trying to land another hit to his body with full force.

“Leave us alone! My daddy will be here soon, and he will beat your ass!“ She screams, completely out of her mind. You don’t even know what to do – no one has ever prepared you for such a situation. At this point, are you trying to safe Hyejin from the intruder, or is it actually the other way around?

“Hyejin, stop it and go to Yoongi, I mean it!“ You try one last time, but unfortunately without success. She sticks to him like a leech, only increasing distance whenever she strikes out again.

As soon as he hears your voice, the intruder suddenly stills and starts calling your name, and that’s when you finally see him, like actually see him. His voice is the first thing you recognize – You would be able to hear it amongst thousands. But everything else just comes in one massive crash, as you realize that it's really him.

He's here, standing right in front of you, looking at you, calling your name. Here, in your apartment. Today. Right now. Him.

And truth be told, when you come to your senses, the image of Hyejin beating him up with a lightsaber turns oddly satisfying.

“Jimin?“ You breathe, ogling him with a look that’s hard to read.

Well, it’s not that hard to read, actually. It just consists of about a dozen different negative emotions that Jimin would rather not analyze right now.

You quickly grab the raging girl that finally stopped beating him up upon hearing you call him by his name and abruptly pull her behind you to block her from his view. Not that that would even be necessary because Jimin doesn't notice anything about his surroundings except you. Although he will probably wake up tomorrow with a few bruises, the little girl is the last thing that catches Jimin's eye right now.

“___...“ His voice matches yours, sounding so delicate as if he's afraid you could break into a thousand pieces if he does as much as talk a little louder than this. Eyes wide open, he watches the way your lips open and close, trying to form words that get stuck in your throat.

He feels the same way. A thousand different thoughts run through his head as he stands there just watching you, feeling how being in your presence alone is able to patch up whatever was left of his heart after you left him.

This is what love is. It's what love does to you, he thinks. It's pure hell when you're away from your significant other, but it is all the more exhilarating when you're with them.

Coming here unannounced was definitely risky, and he knows he undoubtedly crossed a line there, but being in this moment right now was worth the risk. It's worth everything that's about to come, and Jimin is sure that it will be a lot because he isn't dumb. He's selfish, yes, but he is not dumb. He can see that you aren't specifically happy to have him here, but he can't bring himself to care right now. Just having you in front of him, being in your presence for the first time in so long, is all he cares about.

You are absolutely stunning, just as beautiful as he remembers. Not that he expected anything else, but it's still comforting to see that you haven't changed at all. You look well-rested, you look healthy, probably the complete opposite from him, and it makes him incredibly happy. Seeing how you seem to be doing fine after all just takes a heavy weight off his shoulders.

It feels like hours pass when you look at him standing there right before you, in your living room.

Days, weeks, even months were spent imagining this moment in your head. The moment you would see him again.

You were sure you had thought of every possible scenario of how it will play out, but him just suddenly appearing in your apartment the night you’re supposed to have a somewhat date with somebody else definitely wasn’t on the list.

You spent hours crying over him, thinking about him, wishing he’d be here with you... but now that he is, you don’t feel relieved at all. You don’t feel happy either. All there is right now is stress, confusion, and overwhelmedness.

“W—What are you doing here?“ Your voice comes out much more shaky and quiet than you want it to, and it bothers you to no end.

In your imagination, you were always the one who came off as strong and careless while he was the one on his knees, begging you for forgiveness. That image you had of yourself obviously flew out the window the second you looked at him, and dozens of old feelings came up that you thought you had buried long ago.

“I uh… I needed to see you.“ He breathes out. It's small comfort to you that he seems at least as troubled and uncertain as you do. Everything would probably be even harder for you if he’d be his usual confident and chirpy self.

But something about his words bothers you. “So you just come here to Seoul and break into my apartment?“ You seethe, slowly escaping your little, quiet shell.

“To be fair, I didn’t break in.“ He chuckles awkwardly, ruffling his dark hair. “I used the spare key that you obviously still keep under your doormat, even if I told you at least a thousand times how dangerous that is, ___. Especially now that you live alone.“ He groans, “This time, it was just me, but what if it’s a burglar next time?“

“I think I’d prefer you to be a burglar right now, actually.“ As soon as your words leave your lips and you notice the expression on his face, you regret saying them. But then again — as Yoongi would say: You don’t owe him shit. “I don’t need your concern. I can take care of myself just fine.“

He presses his lips together in a tight-lipped smile and nods. “You’re right.“ Strangely enough, he agrees with you. “It looks like you have all the protection you need, huh?“ You watch as his face suddenly contorts into a cheeky grin as he looks at Hyejin and crouches down in front of her. “What’s your name, sweety?“

You must say, for a moment, you actually forgot about her still being here. And it just makes it even more awkward for you, knowing that she's witnessing all of this. It's not right that this is happening in front of her and seeing how she doesn't even give Jimin an answer but hides behind your leg instead is enough proof for you.

You rub her back soothingly and keep her close to you to make her feel safe as you hear yourself answer him for her. “Her name is Hyejin.“ you clear your throat, “I look after her.“ You don't even know why you tell him all of this. It's not like that's any of his business, and you're not supposed to be holding Smalltalk.

What you should be doing is make him leave... What's holding you back then?

Still crouched down in front of her, Jimin's smile grows bigger as he looks at how she hides behind your leg, “cute.“ he grins before he looks up at you again. “Suits you very well.“

You wonder what that means, but rapid knocks on your front door are what keep you from asking further questions. With a quick sign of your hand, you show Jimin that he should wait for a moment and walk with fast steps to the door, closely followed by Hyejin, who obviously doesn't want to stay alone with him.

You open the door and are greeted by no other than Yoongi. He’s still holding his fist high as if he was just about to knock again.

“What’s up?“

“Sorry, I really don’t want to disturb you. I know you’re busy tonight.“ You watch how he wiggles his eyebrows and chuckles lightly, but you aren’t really in the mood for stupid jokes.

You’re actually still on the brim of tears, and it takes a lot of self-control right now to not let him see that. “Look, the timing is really bad right now. What is it?“ At least you have your voice somewhat under control.

Yoongi doesn’t even need to watch closely to see how uncomfortable you are. And the fact that Hyejin doesn’t look any better rings a bell. “You two look like you’ve seen a ghost. Did something happen?“ Troubled by your appearance, he tries to look past you in your apartment, and he’s more than surprised when he sees someone he doesn’t recognize, look back at him.

Upon noticing that the guy at the door is looking at him, Jimin tries to muster a smile and waves a little awkwardly. He doesn’t get an answer, though, nor does the guy retort his friendly gesture.

“Yoongi, if you need anything, then spit it out. I kinda— don’t have time right now.“ You gulp.

Yoongi doesn’t say anything, though. He’s still trying to find out what’s going on, glaring harshly at Jimin in the process. “Who is that?“ He curtly asks, sounding anything but nice.

“Hi, I’m Jimin.“ You wince in surprise when he suddenly appears next to you. Much closer than he should be. At the same time, Yoongi’s glare gets even harsher. His gaze shifts over to you for a mere second before he sets it on Jimin once again.

“That’s Jimin.“ You confirm, not daring to look at either of them. The floor has a pretty pattern, though. How come you never noticed before?

“Hey, can you do me a favor and watch Hyejin for a moment, please? Just go in your apartment with her while we… talk.“ Your proposition might sound a little odd, and you’re aware of that. But you just need Hyejin to be away for a few minutes just so you can finally let some emotions out. You don’t want her to see you crumble, and you don’t want her to hear what you have to tell him.

You wish it could be different, but the thing is, he’s here now. And you just have to face it whether you want to or not. He took that choice from you, the moment he decided to just come and find you without your permission.

“___, I don't think–“

“It's only for a couple of minutes, I swear.“ You quickly intervene before he can tell you that it's not a good idea. You know that it isn't, so you don't need Yoongi to remind you of that. But what else can you do, really? You don't want to cause a scene either, and you always knew this day would come someday anyway. You thought it would be different, but I guess you can't always choose these things.

Yoongi gives you a testing look before he sets his gaze on Jimin for a while, mustering him from head to toe. “I know what I'm doing.“ You quietly mutter to him so only he can hear you while you already push Hyejin further in his direction.

He sighs but doesn't say anything as he takes Hyejin's hand and slowly leads her across the floor to his apartment. He looks at you for one last time, but you already close the door shielding him from any possibility of trying to talk you out of it.

Yoongi has a very uneasy feeling about this in his stomach from the beginning, but what can he do? If the only way he can help you is to take care of Hyejin, then at least he will do that.

It's quiet after you sent Hyejin with Yoongi and closed your door.

Jimin is just standing there in front of you and never turns his eyes from you – not for one second. It's like he constantly fears you could vanish into thin air if he even does as much as blink. But no matter how insistently he looks at you, and no matter how much he seems to need to tell you something, every time he even breathes, not a single word ever leaves his lips.

“How did you know where I live?" You're the first one to speak up after the silence just got too much for you. You just want to get it over with, and that's the question that's burning on your tongue ever since you grasped the first thought after you saw him.

Your question makes him visibly even more nervous. You notice how he fiddles with his shirt and can't stand still all of a sudden, and your mind wanders to the first answer that jumps into your head.

There's only one way how he could've found out.

A non-humorous laugh comes out of your mouth when you come to think of it. “I'm such an idiot.“ Shaking your head, you try to blink away the tears that start to come up again.

“___, please–“

“You certainly aren't dumb, Jimin. I have to give you that.“ You gulp, feeling betrayed.

He swallows thickly, no longer having the balls to look you in the eyes. “He doesn't know about it.“ He mutters. “I used his phone to text you, but he has no idea that I did it. I promise you that. So please don't be mad at him.“

“I can't believe you did that, Jimin.“ You scoff loudly without looking at him. “I can't–“

“Well, I had to!" He exclaims, looking at you with wide eyes. “Eight months, ___. Eight fucking months and not a single word from you. What was I supposed to do in your book, huh?"

“Nothing, Jimin!“ You yell back, finally getting the chance to let some steam off. “You were supposed to do absolutely nothing about it!"

He only scoffs and shoots you a glare. “Well, how did you expect me to do that?“ His voice comes out rather helplessly with a slight crack, and you see him losing his composure for just a span of a second before he regains it and clears his throat. “How do you expect me to just move on without you?"

You look at him for a moment without saying anything in return. “Well, you have too,“ you choke, wiping a few tears away that finally came out after you managed to hold them in for so long. “We're not together anymore, in case you forgot.“

“But we could be again.“ He gushes, eyes lightening up immediately as he carefully comes closer to you. “We could start all over and just be us again, ___. It doesn't have to be like this.“

You dreamed of this. God, you dreamed of this so many times, you can't even count it anymore. But things have changed. So much has changed since then. And hearing him say this now just feels... wrong.

“Jimin–“

“I love you.“ Like a pistol shot, these words leave his mouth as he grabs both of your hands and drags you closer to his body. You don't look at him, though, having your eyes focused on the floor. “It's okay if you need time, ___. I promise you, I'll give you all the time you need, just please don't completely shut me out again.“ He says firmly. “I just want you to know that I love you and that I'll do everything to make you forgive me. I will never ever hurt you again, ___, I swear.“

He's waiting for an answer, patiently stroking the back of your hands with his thumbs while he looks at you with tears in his eyes. But you don't know what to say. You don't even know what to feel. All you know is that all of this is too much right now.

“I have to use the bathroom.“

Acting fast, you withdraw your hands from his and take a step back to gain distance between the two of you. And after you take one last look at him and see the hurt look on his face, you take off to your destination, harshly close the door, and start to cry.

It took Taehyung longer than anticipated to get rid of Namjoon and especially Jungkook after they found out the truth about you and him. He still can't believe that you just left him to deal with them alone, but he's sure he can find a way to get back at you for that when the time is right.

Revenge is sweet, and Taehyung loves revenge. Jungkook would know.

Nevertheless, he really missed you today. It was hard enough to concentrate on work the week after you shared your first kiss, but after what happened last night – well, let’s say he had a really long day.

Quickly parking his car in front of the flower shop, he grabs the bags that are holding your dinner and happily jumps out of it. He knows it‘s not a fancy dinner, definitely not every woman's dream, but he just hopes it will do for tonight. As soon as he has the time and someone to watch over Hyejin, he will offer you the best date you‘ve ever been on. That‘s a promise.

With fast steps, he speeds up the stairs, coming to a halt at your door. He knocks once, and then again when nobody answers immediately.

Wearing a stupid grin on his face, he happily jumps from one leg to the other but then quickly decides to rather play it cool. That's why he leisurely leans against your doorframe with a lazy smirk on his face soon after because he loves the way you flush whenever he looks at you like that.

But his cool-facade is immediately going down the drain when somebody that isn‘t you opens the door and looks at him with a questioning look on his face.

“Uhm… can I help you?“ the guy standing before him asks, looking him up and down.

Taehyung leans slightly back to look at the name tag hanging on the wall next to your door. Nope, he‘s definitely right. It‘s your door, not Yoongi‘s. So… who is this?

“Uh… sorry. Who are you?“ wearing a deep frown on his face, Taehyung looks back at the guy, mustering him from head to toe just like he did with him a few seconds prior. “And where is ___?"

The guy pauses for a while but suddenly breaks into a small laugh as his eyes widen. “Oooh, wait, are you here to pick the little girl up? Uuuh—“

“Hyejin.“ Taehyung grunts. “My daughter.“ Who is this guy? Why is he in your apartment, and why is he acting like he lives here?

“Right, ___ said something about that. I'm so sorry if I came off as rude.“ Taehyung watches in awe as the guy reaches out his hand and smiles brightly at him. “It's just been a very busy day, but ___'s friends are my friends. I'm Jimin.“

Upon hearing his name, Taehyung feels like his heart stops for a moment, and someone punched him in the throat. Did he just hear right? “E-Excuse me?" he stutters.

“Park Jimin.“ He repeats, cocking a brow.

It seems like literal hours before Taehyug stops gaping at him and clears his throat. “Kim Taehyung.“ He reluctantly shakes his hand, withdrawing it as soon as he can before he curiously tries to look behind Jimin. “Where is ___?" he then asks him once again.

He can't even think straight. There's just way too much going on right now. Just a couple of minutes ago, he was ready to spend the evening with you and his daughter, and now, he's standing in front of your ex-boyfriend whom you haven't talked to in months and who just opened your door, acts like he's doing it all the time and like everything is cool between the two of you and who isn't even remotely as ugly as he always liked to imagine! What the fuck!

Jimin chuckles again, scratching his head a little in embarrassment. “Right, sorry. She went to the bathroom. But Hyejin isn't here anyway.“

Upon hearing him say that, Taehyung feels like he's about to completely lose it. “What? What do you mean she isn't here? Where is she?"

“___ told that guy who lives next door to look after her while we–“

Taehyung doesn't even let him finish before he interrupts him with a loud scoff. “She just dumped her onto Yoongi?!"

Taken aback by Taehyung's sudden change of tone, Jimin gapes at him. “I mean, I wouldn't phrase it like that, but–“ once again, Jimin doesn't get the chance to finish what he wants to say. Taehyung quickly pushes the bags that contain your food into his hands with such force Jimin even stumbles back a little.

“Tell her to give me a call. That is if she even finds the time to.“ he clips at Jimin before he abruptly closes the door in his face and walks across the floor to Yoongi's apartment.

Knocking on it furiously, he waits for Yoongi to open the door, and he thankfully doesn't take long. He already has a concerned frown on his face, but it only turns even more worried when he sees Taehyung standing there instead of you.

“Taehyung.“

“Where's Hyejin?" Taehyung doesn't even wait for Yoongi to invite him in before he already walks around him and looks for his daughter. He finds her cuddled up into a blanket in front of Yoongi's tv, giggling to Spongebob.

He masks a small smile on his face as he walks over to her. “Hey, little Mochi. Are you having a good time with Yoongi?" Kissing the top of her head, he gives her a big hug.

“Yes, we're watching Spongebob!" She grins brightly.

“I didn't really know what to do with her. I'm not great with kids, but I hope that's okay.“ Yoongi quickly adds, rubbing his hands together in a timid manner.

Taehyung finally looks at him, seeing how the older guy looks somewhat nervous. He's never seen him anything but grumpy or annoyed, so this is definitely new.

“Given the circumstances, that's perfectly fine, Yoongi. Thank you very much for looking after her.“ he sounds way more pissed than he intends to, but who can blame him? All he wanted was to spend time with you, and now all that shit is going down.

He just can't believe how smug and arrogant this Jimin is acting. As if nothing had ever happened. As if he had simply come along, and suddenly everything is as it was before.

Or could that be true? Would you do that?

After everything that's happened in the last few weeks, would you still take him back? Would you choose him over Taehyung?

Taehyung tries to get these thoughts out of his head. Just don't jump to conclusions, Tae. But it's easier said than done. He has always feared for this day to come and now that it's here, he just feels absolutely lost. Knowing you're with him, doing who knows what... listening to whatever he needs to say for you to go back to him... And he can't do anything about it.

You're going to leave. He just knows you will.

The only thing that keeps him from punching a hole into Yoongi's tv is his daughter, who now starts to look around with a frown on her face. “Where's ___?"

Although he already expected this question from her sooner or later, Taehyung's mood instantly drops even more at that. “She's... otherwise occupied right now,“ he tells her, cringing at his own words. “It's a change of plans tonight. We're going home now.“

Upon hearing what he just said, Yoongi clears his throat. “Taehyung, you don't have to. You guys can stay with me until she–“

“Until she's done with him?" Taehyung knows he sounds way harsher than he should right now, considering he's so. fucking. mad. But it's not his intention to let his anger and frustration out on Yoongi. “I'm sorry.“ He sighs, grabbing Hyejin's hand and pushing his hair back with his other. “It's just... I had planned for this night to turn out a little differently.“

“I know. And she has too, believe me.“ Yoongi sighs, “I'm sure she'll come knocking at the door any minute now.“

Thinking about Yoongi's proposal for a moment, he sighs. “Hyejin, go watch the rest of the episode, okay? I need to talk to Yoongi real quick.“

Luckily, she doesn't even say anything before she happily jumps back under the blanket, making herself comfortable.

“I honestly don't think she's up to our dinner plans anymore.“ He then says, lowering his voice just a little because he doesn't want Hyejin to overhear.

“Why do you think that? What did she say?"

“Well, she didn't say anything because I didn't have the pleasure to see her.“ Taehyung feigns a smile, watching the way Yoongi cocks a brow in question. “He opened the door as if he fucking lives there, acting like her fucking boyfriend or something. I don't know what they're doing in there, but he definitely didn't seem like she told him to fuck off.“

“Okay, well, I don't know what that's about, but I really think you should stay. She seemed overly stressed and looked like she was about to cry when I knocked at her door.“ He says.

Taehyung feels like someone stabbed him into his heart. He feels like an ass for reacting this way, but he also doesn't think he can stay. He's way too worked up, and he knows he will let it out on you. He really doesn't want that to happen. He'll probably just say something he'll regret later, so he thinks it's better to leave, cool down, and then wait for your call instead.

“I'm sorry, but I can't stay, Yoongi.“ He sighs. “I can't wait around for her to tell me what she's going to tell me.“

“You don't even know what she's going to say. Please don't jump to conclusions without having talked to her. At least hear her out first. She deserves as much.“

“I will. Just not tonight.“ Taehyung grunts, calling for Hyejin once again. She comes running back to his side immediately, curiously looking up at her father.

“Are we going to ___ now?" She asks him, already sensing that something isn't right.

“No. We're going home.“ He says curtly as he grabs her jacket and puts it on her. He can see from the corner of his eyes that Yoongi isn't pleased with him at all, but he can't really worry about him now too.

He opens the door, but before he leaves, he turns back around once more to look at your neighbor. “I told him to tell her that she should call me, but just in case he doesn't pass the message on to her...“

Yoongi nods approvingly, patting the younger guy's back to comfort him. “Got you.“

“Thanks.“ Taehyug smiles slightly. “For everything, I mean. I might even consider asking you to babysit more often from now on.“ He jokes, trying to lighten the mood a little, but he still can't stop himself from squinting at your door, which still remains closed, and no sound can be heard from the other side.

“I'll do it, as long as it's to create some time alone for you and ___.“ He hears the older guy say. A breathless laugh escapes Taehyung's lips at that as he shakes his head.

Walking down the stairs with Hyejin by his side, he only mumbles an almost-whispered “hopefully,“ Yoongi can't hear it, but that wasn't Taehyung's intention anyway.

As he's strutting down the stairs with his shoulders slumped, he suddenly feels Hyejin tugging on his hand and tries to mask a smile before he turns his head to her.

She pouts, looking very unhappy herself. “Don't worry, daddy.“ she tries to comfort him, patting his arm a little, “I hit him with my sword as hard as I could.“ Offering her dad her best gummy smile, she actually manages to make him laugh at that.

He shakes his head with a grin on his face as he embraces her in a big hug. “See, this is why you're my favorite.“ He winks at her.

With a giggle, she then climbs into her car seat so Taehyung can buckle her up, and he gets it done quickly, moving over to his side of the car. He opens his door, but before he gets in, he takes one last look up to your window. The light is on, but that's all he can see. With a heavy heart, he finally gets himself to drive off.

After trying to calm yourself down in the bathroom for way longer than you had planned, you finally dare to come out and face Jimin again.

To be honest, you were actually hoping that by now, he has moved on and is no longer around, but you know him well enough to know that's not the case.

Still, you're very surprised when you see him sitting comfortably at your table, eating food that definitely hasn't been there before.

When he hears you enter the room again, he looks up and smiles brightly at you. It's that smile that nearly makes his eyes disappear, and you hate the way it almost makes you smile back at him.

No, you can't do that. You have to stay strong, ___.

“Hey, is everything alright?" He asks you, keeping his voice down.

The way he suddenly starts squirming in his seat shows you how much he has to restrain himself from coming over to you, but he doesn't. He actually tries to give you as much space as the sudden circumstances allow, and you're thankful for that. But you still wish he wouldn't have put you in this situation in the first place.

Clearing your throat, you nod your head and take a few steps closer to him. “I guess. This is all just... too much.“

“I know.“ He sighs. “Please try to understand me, though.“

You don't answer him, and he notices how your eyes desperately try to not meet his. He hates it. He hates how things have changed between you. It has never been this awkward between you two. Sure, you would fight from time to time, but it never got to this point before. And he's so fucking scared.

He doesn't know how to fix this.

“Are you hungry?" Suddenly changing the subject, he makes a gesture with his hand to show you all the delicious-looking and smelling foods he has spread out on your table.

Although you noticed it casually before, you are only now really starting to think about it. Where the hell did he get all that food? “Wait, where did you get all this from?"

Jimin combs through his hair as he pouts. “Uh, this guy who came knocking at your door while you were in the bathroom. He put these bags in my hand, slammed the door in my face, and then took off again.“ He says, shrugging his shoulders carelessly. “Not to be biased, but the people here in Seoul seem to be very rude.“ He scoffs.

You only gape at him, trying to grasp at what he just said. And after you let it all sink in, you can practically feel the way your face turns into a grimace. “Jimin, are you fucking kidding me?!" You screech. “This food was not meant for you. You can't be serious!“

With his mouth still filled with the food that was originally meant for your date with someone else tonight, Jimin looks at you with innocent-looking eyes. “What? He gave it to me.“

“Just–“ You groan out of frustration. “Where is he?!"

“I told you already. He was rude, and then he just left.“ he argues, “Asked where his daughter was, and then probably went to pick her up or something, is it important? I mean, I told him everything he needed to know.“ He looks genuinely confused as he looks at you with those big eyes of his.

“Or wait, fuck.“ he facepalms. “He hasn't paid you yet. Is that it?"

Laughing unhumorously, you massage your temples. You can definitely feel a migraine coming up. “Jimin, this is... You can't do this.“ You sigh.

“Do what?“ He asks with his voice so quiet, you can barely hear him.

“All of this!" You exclaim, growing more frustrated with him with each passing second. “You can't come to Seoul all of a sudden, break into my apartment, and just make yourself at home here! We are not a couple anymore!“

Breathing heavily with tears in your eyes, you simply look at him for a while. None of you saying anything at all.

Massaging your temples once more to ease the growing pain, you blink away your tears and sigh again. “Look, I don't think I can do this tonight. I'm sorry. I just really need to be alone right now.“

“___, just–“

“We're going to talk tomorrow, okay?" You interrupt him, silently begging him with your eyes without wanting to actually beg. “I promise I'm going to be here. I'm guessing you already have my number, so that shouldn't be a problem. Just please leave me alone for now. I need to think.“

You're so relieved when he just silently nods his head in agreement, smiling sadly at the floor. “Okay. I'll leave you alone if that's what you want.“ He mutters.

“Yes, thank you.“ You accompany him to the door and open it for him while he puts on his jacket and shoes. You wonder when he actually took them off and how you didn't notice them when you came in, but in the end, it doesn't matter. It wouldn't have changed the current situation anyway.

Before he leaves, he turns to you one more time, “before I forget, that guy uh... Taehyung?" He looks at you with a questioning frown, which disappears when you nod your head, “he said he wants you to call him.“

You internally gulp at this new information. You can only guess that Taehyung isn't happy. He has every right to be mad at you, but just the thought of talking to him while he's mad is dreadful. “Alright, thank you for telling me.“

Jimin forms somewhat of a smile on his lips and juts his chin in your direction. “Goodnight, ___.“

“Goodnight, Jimin.“ You breathe.

The moment you close your door and are alone is when you finally feel like you can breathe again.

What a fucking mess this is.

Seeing what was supposed to be your dinner date with Taehyung still spread out on your table, you feel like crying all over again. But instead, you clean everything up as best as you can, take a long and hot shower, and go to bed.

You don't call Taehyung that night.

#taehyung au #taehyung smut #taehyung angst #taehyung imagine #taehyung scenarios #kim taehyung au #taehyung #taehyung fluff #jimin #bts #taehyung x reader #taehyung slow burn

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hanji-is-life · 3 years

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Ok can you do bakugou thinking that you cheated on him and he just goes crazy, he's all over the place saying how could you do this to him and how he wants you out of the house also you can pick how it ends

(Sidenote: YOUR AMAZING)

thank you bby! and idk this sounds kinda angsty so lemme add a lil humor to it—

“How could you fucking do this? Cheat on me like some random fucking whore?”

You let him rant, let him call you every name in the book. Bakugou is in your face, forehead pressed against yours angrily as his hands produce low sparks next to your hips. Every time you try to move to avoid his eye, he’s following you. Never lets you look away, never lets you stray too far, makes you endure his petty wrath.

“Katsuki—”

“I don’t wanna fucking hear it!”

But he pauses, obviously waiting for you to speak. You watch him for a second, watch how he slowly backs up to only give you two feet between each other. His hands stop sparking, but they still glow that eerie orange.

“You’re being dramatic—” you sigh before he’s cutting you off once more.

“Dramatic?! Are you fucking kidding me? You cheated on me, you fucking slut!”

You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose and pad over to the couch. He’s right on your heels, hovering above you as you watch his angry scowl slowly melt into a pout. He looks in between you and the guy he accused you with cheating on him with as he slowly crosses his arms over each other.

“Getting a blond dog with red eyes and naming him Katsu is not cheating, babe.”

He’s such a damn child. When he came home to you cuddling the new dog, Bakugou completely lost his shit. Freaked out and stormed around, complaining about you cheating on him with some mutt look like. Again; a damn child.

“You can’t cuddle him more than me, or I’m getting rid of the damn mutt.”

He’s pouting again, warily eyes the dog who watches him back. They look just alike, a furry and human version of each other. Even the low growl they both emit is the same. You can’t help but chuckle and open your arms to the human blond.

“Then bring it in.” You smile, blowing kisses up to Bakugou. He grumbles, but flops down into your arms nevertheless. The dog watches you two for a moment before whimpering and pawing at Bakugou’s shoulder.

You can practically see the gears turning in Bakugou’s mind as he side eyes the dog. Finally, he opens his own arms to the dog who happily yips and slips in between both of your bodies.

Raising a dog and a boyfriend would be a lot of hard work. You just hoped you’d manage and finally train and tame the beast called Bakugou.

#no angst in here #nope #nuh uh #my asks #bakugou imagine #bakugou x reader #bakugou headcanons #my hcs

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neoculturetravesty · 3 years

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We met in online class - Part 3

Image taken from here.

Pairing: Renjun x Reader Genre: College AU, romance, fluff, angst, maybe humor???? Warnings: Strong language, drinking Word Count: 5.2k

A/N: Happy birthday to Huang Renjun, the boy who lights up the world. Sorry for making him so angsty in this fic. Tried something a bit light for him on this occasion.

You’re embarrassed beyond belief.

You had expected maybe an awkward moment or two. But the look Renjun is wearing on his face as the two of you exit the restaurant is one that makes you queasy. You feel so bad. The poor boy had tried so hard to make this date special; and you’d done everything you could to make it cumbrous. You tried, you really tried to act naturally. But, everything about tonight had made your words get caught in your throat. The fact that he’d chosen your uncle’s restaurant of all places… the fact that he had prepared all that he had… the fact that he looked the way he looked tonight. All of it had you taken aback because you’d never been on a date this nice before. This boy had really put you off your A game.

Still, you didn’t like seeing him wear this expression. You weren’t sure what part had irritated him the most: that you kept fumbling over your words? He’d usually been kind and patient with you, so that couldn’t be it. Maybe his pride had been hurt by how it had ended? Renjun didn’t come across to you as a spiteful person but he had made so much effort on this date. Oh man, maybe he was angry.

To be fair, the poor boy hadn’t said anything since you’d left the table. Perhaps it was in what he didn’t say that you felt most embarrassed. You feel so terribly guilty, but walking out into the fresh air helps you get your act together. You stride ahead and grab his arm. You two needed a moment.

“Renjun, wait. I… I need to explain myself.” you begin but gauge his reaction first.

He turns to you and you can’t read the expression on his mask covered face. He doesn’t say anything, so he’s probably letting you talk. Whilst you can’t read him, you pull your own mask down so he would see you fully and understand what you mean.

“Renjun, I’m so sorry. When you texted the address, I thought about telling you to choose another restaurant. But I didn’t want you to think I was blowing you off or having second thoughts. I just… oh my God, I am so embarrassed and I just…” you take his hand in both of yours because you really want him to feel the sincerity in your words “... I’m so sorry. I just went along because I was really excited to see you… like this… on a date…”

Renjun is looking at the ground, like he’s weighing your words, or thinking about what to say. You wait for a beat, or two or three. But on the fourth beat, you say,

“Tell you what, this date doesn’t have to end like this. I know you didn’t eat at all, and honestly, neither did I. My apartment is just around the corner. Do you maybe wanna come over for some ramyeon?” you look at him, your eyes hopeful. You really don’t want him to be mad at you. Your stomach feels uneasy, and you’re pretty sure the French food had nothing to do with it.

“What, no condoms this time?” he finally looks up to ask and now, his eyes are smiling.

“Huh?” you begin but then your eyes widen as realization hits and suddenly, you’re much too aware of his hand in both of yours. You drop it right away and you’re blushing intensely when you say “No, no condoms this time. I mean actual ramyeon.” you cover your face with your hands because yes, you’re embarrassed, but also, you’re grinning because Renjun is teasing you again and you prefer it way more than his silence.

You hear the sound of his amused laugh and then feel his hands close around both your wrists, gently pulling them down. “I’d like that. Let’s have that ramyeon.” he says with a kind voice.

You didn’t realize you’d been holding your breath till you let it out and give him a relieved smile.

“Great! I’m actually really good at making ramyeon. Don’t be too surprised when all other ramyeons are ruined for you forever.” you say just as the valet brings your car around.

“Honestly, Y/N L/N, after our French cuisine extravaganza, I’m pretty sure I’d thankfully eat sand if you cook it for me well enough.”

You laugh because you’re happy he’s talking again. You get the sudden urge to hug him, because you’re thankful he’s giving this date a second chance. You don’t, though. You’re not sure how he’d react and you didn’t want to ruin the moment when it had only just turned around.

So you choose to hop in the car instead, waiting from him to get in and put his seatbelt on. You pause for a moment after he’s settled in and then you turn to him.

“I, uh… I didn’t bring condoms on that day because like, uh, I was expecting anything or whatever. I just, um, my… my roommate. She put it in my purse as like a joke.” you feel so stupid having to explain it but you feel like you need to because ugh, ugh, ugh.

Renjun is laughing silently and you get the feeling that this time he’s laughing at you.

“I mean, it was pretty forward for a first date. And you know, I’m not that kinda guy.” He shrugs his shoulders, shaking his head, still laughing.

“Ughhh.” you bury your face into the steering wheel but it only makes your head honk the horn, which makes you jump.

“Hey…” Renjun reaches out his arm to touch your shoulder and you turn to peak at him, an embarrassed grin on your face. “I’m only kidding. But yes, the quality of my jokes is really going down because now I’m fully starving.”

“Say no more, Huang Renjun.” you say and put the car into drive.

It’s only a five-minute ride and you’re glad for it, because you really, really want to turn this day around. You just couldn’t have your first proper date end on such a sour note. You pull into your building’s garage and silently hope that you had everything you needed to make the perfect ramyeon. With Yeri stress-eating her way to her thesis, your stock would run out way earlier than either of you expected. If that were the case, you would have to very sneakily order some in; you mentally start to calculate how long it would take the grocery app to get you your stuff, given the time of day.

In your planning, you haven’t noticed that the two of you are already in the elevator and it’s Renjun’s voice that brings you back to Earth.

“You live in the penthouse?” he asks.

“Yeah. It was the only place they had available at that time. Super inconvenient. It was hell trying to move all our stuff all the way to the top.” you try to make small talk because the elevator seems to be going on and on. Why did you have to live so far up top?

“Okay, here we are!” you say as you lead Renjun down the hallway and unlock your door. “Um… do you mind if I like… spray you down? My roommate is kinda really particular about having people in the apartment these days…” you ask apologetically.

“Oh, no, absolutely. Do what you have to do.” Renjun says, a bit absentmindedly. His eyes seem to be going past you and towards your living room. You pray to the heavens that it wasn’t a big mess. You had modelled way too many outfits for Yeri before you had left the house.

“Okay, here you go.” you hand Renjun a pair of lounge shoes as he pulls his mask down. “Close your eyes, please. Yeri made this concoction with Lysol and sanitizer and God knows what else.”

Renjun closes his eyes obediently and stands in a T-pose and you can’t help but smile. By the time you’re spraying him, you’re fully giggling.

He giggles back and peaks with one eye open “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing. You’re just. You look so cute, Huang Renjun!” you almost squeal and fuck, you can’t stop giggling.

“Heyyy!” he groans and grabs the spray bottle from you and aims it at you. You shield your face with the backs of your hands while Renjun attacks you. “I’m not cute, okay? You’re the one that’s cute.”

“Okay, that’s enough! I think I’m as sanitized as I will ever be.” you squeal and start to move away but Renjun grabs your waist and sprays you some more. He’s basically drenching you to death, and it’s just as well, because your breath has once again been caught in your throat. He is close to you, too close. Suddenly, your heart is thumping in your chest and you wonder if he can hear it.

He notices your stillness, looks at you and pauses. Like he can feel the electricity in the air. Everything stills and your throat is dry, because your freaking breath won’t let out. You think you’ve forgotten to breathe; almost as if the Lysol is creeping down your airways. He’s holding your gaze and you can swear he’s moving closer. But your stupid throat won’t stop bothering you.

All of a sudden, your head turns out of it’s own accord and you’re clearing your throat into the abyss. Renjun straightens up, his hand leaving your waist. Dammit. Maybe it was all that damn Lysol that was choking you, after all.

“Let’s make that ramyeon.” you choke out, turning your back to him and heading in.

“Yep, ramyeon. Lets.” Renjun nods his head like you’ve said the most logical thing in the world. The two of you pretend like nothing even happened.

You lead him into the kitchen. “What would you like to drink? I’ve got soda, beer, soju.” you say as you open your fridge and do a quick inventory.

“I’ll just have a coke.” Renjun says and you nod. You grab a couple of cans and your ice box and set it down for him on the island.

“Have a seat because what you’re about to witness is pure magic.” you tell him as you grab your apron and suit up to impress the boy in front of you. Renjun runs his fingers through his hair and gives you an expectant smile and your brain choses that exact moment to tell you that your crush is at your place. For the very first time. And the two of you are all alone. You turn around before he can see you blush and you get to work.

“Those are big words, Y/N L/N. I hope you won’t be eating them. I’d much rather have you eat the ramyeon with me.” he snarks as he sits on the barstool on the kitchen island, sipping on his coke.

“Oh, I just love the cynics of my cooking. There aren’t many of them left in this world, so it’s nice to meet the survivors.” You mean business, so you’ve already tied up your hair and laid down your pots and pans. All the time you’ve spent watching Masterchef auditions has prepared you for this moment. You’ve put the noodles to boil and are already heating up a sauté pan. You throw in mushrooms and look up to see Renjun studying you in amusement.

“Damn, you’re not playing around.” Renjun says and you could bet money that he almost sounds impressed. “Hey, be careful with that.” his tone is one of worry now as he watches you chop up some more vegetables.

“I’m always careful, Huang Renjun.” you say as you work the chef’s knife across the bok choy, peppers, ginger and tofu. You throw them in the pan one by one, trying not to be too distracted by the fact that your crush was worried about you. “Can you handle a bit of heat?” you hold up the spicy sauce that Yeri’s mom would always bring for you.

“I can handle it.” he cocks an eyebrow and you grin.

“I’ll keep it mild because I don’t wanna take any more food risks today.” you laugh and add some broth to your noodles.

“That’s fair. It smells amazing already so my expectations have really skyrocketed, by the way.” Renjun tells you, licking his lips.

You grin as you set down two bowls. If the boy didn’t like you after this, then he was probably a really tough cookie to crack. “Honey, you’ve got a big storm comin’.” You mimic as you ladle in the broth over the noodles and start arranging your vegetables in the bowls. You slice your boiled eggs and mutter “Success!” as they come out to be the exact texture you were looking for. You top everything with some sesame oil and sesame seeds. You step back to look at your work. It looked like the most Instagramable bowl of noodles you’d ever created, if you said so yourself.

You lay some side dishes on the counter then proudly set your creation before the artist. If anyone knew how to appreciate aesthetics, it was probably him. You look up at him, expectant. Waiting for your result.

“Whoa.” is all he says, almost like he’s taken aback.

“I think this might be my magnum opus.” you say, nodding seriously as you sit on the barstool next to him.

“This looks like it came straight from an anime.” Renjun makes an impressed face and picks up his chopsticks. He takes a bite and for a moment says nothing. “Oh my God.” he turns to you.

“Oh my God?”

“Y/N L/N. You’re gonna have to marry me now. There is no other way around it.” he says deadpan.

You grin and punch the air with both fists like you’ve won a Michelin star, not just the Masterchef audition. “Huang Renjun, I don’t mess about with ramyeon.” You say and begin to eat. Your eyes close as you let out a satisfied moan because yep--you’ve really done well. To be fair, there was a lot riding on it. You had to perform well today, of all days.

You both eat comfortably and deeply, a striking contrast to how you’d eaten at the French restaurant. Renjun gives you more compliments as he eats and you keep grinning like an idiot, heart exploding with joy. At one point, you have to tell yourself to chill out, to not let a boy’s compliments make you feel so validated. But how could you not be on cloud nine when the boy in question is cute as fuck and you’ve just cooked for him for the very first time? So you just smile wide at him and hope he can’t see the hearts in your eyes or the victory in your attitude that you’ve really managed to turn this around. All the awkwardness from earlier seemed to have evaporated.

“Okay, Y/N L/N. You were right. This is the best ramyeon I’ve ever eaten in my entire life.” he admits and you’re way too happy to see that he’s basically licked his bowl clean.

“Oh man, Huang Renjun. I thought you were a survivor. But here you are, another cynic that I’ve managed to convert.” you say proudly.

“Yes. Here I am.” he smiles at you.

And there it is again. The electricity in the air. Because Renjun is holding your gaze and once again, you become much too aware of his proximity. Were your bar stools always this close? Maybe you had to talk to Yeri about remodeling this area. You’re turning toward him and he’s sliding off the stool, his eyes never leaving yours. He comes closer and your heart thumps against your ribcage again. Your mind is clouded by his perfume because he’s so close that your hands find home on his shoulders. You forget to think for a moment; your blood throbbing hot in your ears as he leans in.

“I’m hooome!”

The two of you jump, your heads turning in the direction of the loud voice. You turn back to look at each other, then you jump away from one another, almost as if the spell has been broken and you’ve realized how close you were and how dumb an idea this was.

You lament your luck. You can’t believe you’ve been cockblocked out of your first kiss with Renjun by your stupid roommate.

It was almost a week later that you heard from Renjun again. Not that you hadn’t really talked in between. If sending one another memes over Instagram counted as meaningful communication, then yes, you’d been in contact. But then a couple of days ago, he had texted you more than a full sentence:

“Hey! Remember the 127 party Donghyuck (Haechan) talked about? It’s this Friday. Do you maybe wanna go with me? If you don’t want to hang out with frat boys on your Friday night, I totally understand! We could hang out some other time.”

Sometimes, you really wondered if you had any sort of an inkling of pride within you at all, because you didn’t even wait another second to reply:

“You know I wouldn’t miss a single chance to hang out with Haechan. Text me the address and I’ll be there! (Also, what sort of a party is this? I don’t want to be underdressed like last time hehe.)”

Turned out the 127s were hosting some sort of an outdoor Sports Day, except with drinks a plenty so everyone would be knackered as they played. The setup reminded you of every ill-fated Sports Days you’d ever been to at school, except with a lot more booze than you remembered. The two of you had barely walked into the grounds when Haechan jumped in to greet you with the same unrestrained energy.

“My friends! The Coronial lovers! Mr. Huang Renjun!” Haechan had leaned in to kiss Renjun on the cheek but he had really skillfully dodged it, like he had predicted what he would do. “Ms. Y/N L/N.” your reflexes hadn’t been quite as quick as Renjun’s because you had ended up with a mask covered smooth on your cheek. It made you cringe and laugh at the same time. Haechan had very animatedly told you of all the games they had planned for today and had pushed you in, forcing you to mingle with the rest of the crowd.

Renjun was currently being swarmed by the group of rowdy boys and you were watching with an amused expression on your face.

“Embarrassing. Some people should just not be let out in public.” you hear a voice just above your shoulder. You turn around and chuckle.

“Hendery. Didn’t think you were the kind to kick it with the 127s.” you chuckle.

“Neither did I. They’re cool I guess. I like Haechan. More people need to be as shameless as him.” he comments, knitting his brows together.

You smile wide. “I like him, too. He really keeps everyone together, doesn’t he?” you muse as you watch the boy work the room (or playground), currently attacking everyone with more cheek kisses. “Hey, who’s that boy over there? The one in the blue-ish shirt?”

“That’s Kim Jungwoo. He graduated a couple of years ago but he keeps coming to these parties.” Hendery says, scrunching his nose.

You laugh and then let out a long sigh. “I don’t blame him. When I start thinking about life after graduation, it makes me want to fail my courses just so I could repeat them. The future is scary.”

He nods knowingly, then says, “Hey, speaking of which. I heard we’re going to be partners in the SMK Trainee Drive.”

Suddenly, you feel your belly do a summersault. Whenever your college hosted a recruitment drive, SMK was always the hardest to get in, especially for business majors. Not only was it super competitive, but people dreamed of getting chosen because it almost always guaranteed a job once you had graduated.

You blow air from your mouth and square your shoulders. “Wong Hendery. Let’s show them how it’s done.” you hold your hand up to give him a high five but he grips your fist with his and puts his game face on.

“We’re going to crush the competition.” He declares and you feel reassured. You felt way more driven with a partner than working solo, anyway.

“Hendery, don’t waste all your arm energy now, save it for the wrestling match!” Haechan interrupts, thumping him on the back. “Go find your team, we’re about to start! 00 liners, this way!” he says, throwing an arm around you and walking to your team. You look over your shoulder and give Hendery a thumbs up.

You join the 00 liners and look at Renjun amongst them. He looks the most uninhibited you’ve ever seen him. He’s smiling without concern and seems to be enjoying himself. You get the feeling that he’s surrounded by friends he trusts and it fills you with warmth. That boy deserved the world as far as you were concerned.

“Okay, team. Here we are. The moment of truth. We can sit around like a bunch of shmucks or we can leave this ground knowing that we owned this fucking school! So what are we gonna do?” he yells like a sports coach.

“We’re gonna stop being embarrassing.” Lee Jeno gives Haechan a death smile and Haechan thumps his chest.

“That’s right brother! Okay, first order of business. Everybody take a shot! No one enters the battlefield sober!” He gives his commander’s speech and passes around bottles of something. You’re not sure what it is but it smells strong.

“Down on 3. 1, 2, 3!” he yells and without thinking, you down whatever you’d been handed. You groan out as it hits and look up to realize that your groans are harmonizing with the others.

“Ohhhh yes! Now we’re ready! Okay, second order of business. We need an entrance song. I was thinking, Girl’s Generation…” Haechan goes on and you see that it has made Renjun laugh. You laugh along as Haechan makes the team learn the cheesiest dance moves. A boy in a headband you’ve never met seems to be fully into it; a few girls seem to be tagging along amused. Na Jaemin looks like he’s humoring his friends at best.

“Okay! Let’s get ittttt!�� Haechan drags the last part and leads the charge towards the center of the ground for an arm wrestling battle. There is excitement in the air now, and you have a feeling that it has less to do with the match itself and more to do with whatever liquid courage Haechan had injected in everybody’s veins. You find yourself walking at pace with Na Jaemin.

“You doing alright there, buddy?” you ask him because the poor boy looks like he was once again dragged out here.

He gives you a kind smile “Yep. I’m all good.”

“Not really your scene, huh?” you ask empathetically.

“I mean, I’d much rather stay indoors but Jeno said I needed some fresh air. Renjun was going to stay in with me but he betrayed me last minute by deciding to be social.” He notes, throwing some kind of a look your way.

You give him an apologetic grimace. “Oh man, I’m sorry for ruining your plans. But where’s your girlfriend? Why didn’t you invite her?”

“She’s quarantining.” he tells you patiently.

“Oh no! Is she okay?” you look at him, almost stopping in your tracks.

“She says she’s mostly all the way okay now, though she still doesn’t have her sense of smell back. But I guess any day now.” he nods, looking ahead.

You look at this profile and your heart goes out to him. “Hey, I know of a place that’s making these really cute care packages for people that have been affected. They’ve got a super safe system of delivery as well. I can hook you up if you like. They’ve got the cutest things for you to choose from.”

He looks at you and gives you a genuine smile. “That would be great. She’s probably tired of all the soup I’ve been leaving at her doorstep.”

You give him a fond look. “Okay, cool. I’ll help you put it together and everything.”

“Thanks, Y/N.” he says before you are interrupted by a loud cheer because the first match has begun and it’s between the boy with the headband and someone else you don’t recognize. The match doesn’t last a full two seconds before the boy with the headband is defeated. Haechan plays up looking crestfallen and “lunges” at the opponent but is playfully stopped by Renjun and the defeated boy. You throw your head back and laugh out loud. You were maybe enjoying these dramatic antics a little too much, but also, it was nice to see Renjun letting loose like that.

Haechan is up next and is defeated just as quickly and you soon realize your team stood no chance. A couple more boys from your team go next and it’s a bloodbath. No matter how much you cheer your teammates on, they’re dropping like flies. By the time Na Jaemin walks up to the stand, you’ve all pretty much accepted your fate.

But then. Jaemin’s arm slowly starts crossing over the midline and then the 00 liners are on their toes jumping up and down, cheering on top of their lungs and before you know it, Jaemin has earned you guys your first victory.

“Go Nana!” you hear people scream followed by a chanting of “Superstar! Superstar!”

You cheer along and watch as Jaemin-the-dark-horse defeats two more opponents in a row. And when he earns yet another victory, the 00 liners are going berserk, with Haechan yelling “Victory shots!” making you guys chug down whatever drinks you’re holding. But that becomes your undoing because Jaemin finally loses to Lee Mark, a senior boy.

A few girls from each team have their go and there’s an uproar when it’s pointed out that the boys were letting them win. It’s a loud, drunken commotion now and you don’t realize it is Rejun’s turn till Haechan points it out for you and much to your amusement, he’s up against Hendery.

“Go Renjun! I believe in you!” you cheer at him as he takes his place.

“Go Injuniee!” Haechan yells and you all watch for a moment with bated breath; but as soon as the match begins, you’re all doubling over, laughing. Renjun is no match for Hendery and he knows it, which is why he’s taken the opportunity to turn this into a comedy show. You laugh as Renjun hangs onto Hendery’s arm and wiggles his legs animatedly. But Hendery holds his ground well and let’s Renjun put on a show for everyone before he puts some girth in his hold and flattens Renjun out in one. Renjun walks back defeated and you welcome him back just as dramatically, like he’s a soldier returning from war.

“You did well, Injunie.” you put an arm around him and tell him and he grins at you before he is swarmed by the rest of your team. Your opponents are declared the winners but you guys do your Girl’s Generation dance anyway and take more victory shots.

You guys have no idea how you make it through the rest of the day because by the time you’re on your last game (a strange relay race that involves complicated costumes and eating donuts hanging from strings), you’re stumbling and being rowdier than usual. You’re yelling at one another, trying to get Yangyang (as you’ve learnt is the name of the boy in the headband) in his many legged costume but it is more complicated than usual because none of you are in your right mind. You, in fact, don’t remember the last time you got this drunk... Yeri would be proud.

There is more commotion and many more arguments over what the actual finish line is, because by the end, even the self-appointed referees are knackered beyond belief. You don’t know how it happens but all of a sudden, Kim Jungwoo has been declared the winner of tonight, though all the games you played were in teams. But this funny result is agreeable to everyone because Jungwoo is being tossed in the air and being presented with a mini beer keg. Turns out, there wasn’t much that college students wouldn’t celebrate... if you’d put enough drink in them.

You find yourself jumping up and down along with the rest and you don’t realize that you’ve stumbled till Renjun catches you and you’re smiling at him so widely. You’re pretty sure your face is flushed a bright, drunk color because Renjun is looking down at you with an amused smile.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You alright there?” he asks and you loop your arms around his neck till you’re basically hanging onto him.

“I’m having the best time ever, Injunie.” you tell him but your words are coming out all sloshed so you try to make yourself clear. “Best time. Best time. Why does it sound so funny in my mouth? Best time. Best time.”

Renjun raises his eyebrows but his smile keeps growing. “Okay, time to take you home.”

“Nooo, Injunie, but Haechan was going to show me how to make his death cocktail and I have to help Jaemin make a package for his girlfriend and I’ve made a new friend and her name is Lia and I can’t leave now!” you whine at him, grabbing a fistfull of his hoodie. Damn, why do your words keep sloshing around in your mouth like that?

Renjun loops an arm around your back and starts walking you “Okay, you can just take a quick nap at home and then when you come back you can do all of those things, okay?”

You consider his words and realize that your eyes were droopier than usual. “You’re a genius, Huang Renjun. I guess I could take a little, itsy bitsy nap.”

The next thing you know, you’re in the back of a cab, your head resting on Renjun’s shoulder. He feels so nice and warm and you feel so damn comfortable. You cuddle closer to him and turn your head to look at him just a bit. “I’ve got such a bad crush on you, Huang Renjun.” you tell him and you see his head snap in the direction of your voice and you want to keep talking to him but your eyes are closing again.

When you wake up in the morning, you have no recollection of how you got back home but Yeri’s making you her hangover tea and telling you how proud of you she was.

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womenofwonder · 3 years

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Option on RWBY ships:

Btw, I don’t usually ship characters. Romance is usually the least interesting part of the story for me so expect a lot of meh.

Arkos: obviously I love this, it’s perfect

Blacksun: ehh, it’s cute. I started out feeling kinda meh, it was sweet but not really interesting, but now it’s growing on me. Ironically the same thing is happening with Bumblebee, although I still like Blake and Yang better platonically

Bunanas: so this is a ship between Velvet and Sun, and it’s honestly really cute to imagine even if it is completely random. I like it better then Blacksun…I think?

Candy Cane: this is just weird. I can’t imagine Nora being anything but a older sister to Oscar. The age gap makes it creepy too, not the four years is much of a gap, but when your teenagers it’s a big gap.

Chocolate Arc: this is hilarious to imagine but obviously yeah, Coco isn’t going to fall for someone like Jaune

Cinnabun: I barely know anything about Yatsuhashi but he and Velvet are cute, I guess? Still like her better with Sun

ClockRose: heck no!

Coconuts: again, can’t see Sun doing anything but annoying Coco. I really don’t like the whole ‘badass jerk of a girl falls for goof ball trope.’ It always ends up feeling sexist in several ways

Combat Boots: honestly outside of an AU I can’t see Yang ever forgiving Mercury much less falling in love with him. Also Mercury just doesn’t deserve her

Combat goggles: I feel like Yang and Neptune would have fun causally dating each other and slowly realizing they actually like (Blake/Sun/Jaune/whoever) and become each other’s wingmen. That fanfic better be lying around somewhere

Crimson Lotus: okay, if I didn’t love Renora and Rosegarden so much I’d probably ship this. It’s really cute

Crimson Sun: this feels like an excuse to write lemons of the two hottest characters

Crimson wings: look I understand most of the shipping heroes with villains because they’re both hot and the villain/hero dynamic is always fun. But Cardin…he’s not even hot. He’s not even interesting. And yet people ship him with Ruby? Why?

Daddie Issues: you know I see where this is coming from but they would just end up murdering each other.

Dairy Farm: obviously this is downright creepy in cannon, but in an au where Neo isn’t evil and both are closer in age, this would be adorable. I feel like Neo’s main problem is she’s incredibly lonely—other then Roman no one bothers to understand or talk to her. If Oscar reached out to her, and she began to protect him…it would be perfect. In way even better then Rosegarden because I think Neo would still be a bit of pycho even when good, and it would be fun to see her lose it when Salem hurts him.

Ilia/Adam: I just want to say I am forever grateful the show went out of its way to avoid this obnoxious, cliche ship from being canon

Dragon slayer: I see why people ship Jaune and Yang, I really do. They’re both the team mom/dad of their team, they’ve got the whole goofball/badass thing going (which is a trope I do like when the badass isn’t a jerk), they both have a good sense of humor, etc. But I just can’t see them as romantic. It feels really weird. I can’t even explain why. I understand shipping them but I really can’t ship them myself.

Emercury: I really love this ship, but I also don’t mind at all if the show decides to make them platonic. I enjoy their relationship in general and it works either way.

Oscar/Emerald: again, feel creepy. I love the idea of a sibling relationship and can’t see them possibly being romantic even without the age gape.

Cinder/Qrow: yeah again. Both are sexy and good for angsty lemons. I’m not into that stuff so I don’t ship them

Fall Stinger: I just don’t know why anyone would ship Tyrian with anyone. Unless it was Salem and even that is super creepy

Firerobber: I like villain relationships but Roman already has Neo and Cinder is a hot mess. Literally

Firewall: I don’t know why anyone would ship Watts with anyone. He’s even worst less ship-able then Tyrian

Footloose: I don’t actually ship it but just imagine Mercury and Melanie bonding over weaponized feet.

Freckles: Yeah this is just painful. The two most adorable characters (Penny and Oscar), who go through the worst things imaginable. It’s endless fluff, angst, and whump, and I love cute romance and tragic romances, so this is definitely something I ship.

Frostbite: seriously, this is so weird and toxic. Having Adam fall for Weiss or vice versa. Maybe it would work in an AU or something but it’s just too creepy

Funky Beats: it’s cute, I ship it.

Gelato: yeah I love healthy villainous relationships! Neo and Roman are freaking adorable, and I’m sad that we didn’t see more of them together.

Grandmasters: I obviously don’t ship Salem and Ozpin because that’s just creepy, but I do like their romance. I like tragic romances, and this probably the most tragic one in existence

Greek Lotus: I don’t see the chemistry and crashes two of my favorite ships so…

Green Knight: well, she kinda helped kill his last girlfriend so…unless it’s AU this isn’t going to work. Even if it is an AU. This feels like another ship made solely for lemons

Velvet/Cardin: yeah, a bigot changing his mind when he falls in love with a minority isn’t cute. Isn’t sweet. It isn’t romantic. I don’t even excuse lemons that use this trope. Even porn ought to be above that

Weiss/Cardin: WOULD EVERYONE STOP SHIPPING CARDIN WITH PEOPLE

Hummingbird: it’s hard to ship something when you only know one character, but I was interested in the theory that Qrow was actually Ruby’s father. But then in season 7 Qrow’s description of Summer made me rethink it, and it didn’t sound anything like how you’d describe a romantic relationship. So I don’t really like that theory anymore

Iceberg: this is just cliche and boring. I get them dating but it wouldn’t last that long

Flynt/Weiss: I really love this one, it’s my favorite ship with Weiss. I don’t want it to actually happened in cannon because that would be random, but I feel like it would be fun for both their characters. And they both share an interest in music. I’m imagining an AU where he gets her into jazz and she starts singing it at all her concerts to the horror of Jaques.

Iron Maiden: honestly what. Why. Gross

Iron witch: well I definitely see why people like it. I actually wouldn’t mind it being cannon, It’d be a good combination of funny/tragic and I’d like to see Glynda mentoring Winter

Jailbirds: this just feels forced and also Qrow is probably too old for her. I like their relationship and don’t want it to be romantic

Knight fall: lemon ship. Moving on

Knight Life: I feel like Jaune just gets shipped with everyone but this is cute I guess

Lancaster: it’s cute, but I can’t ship it because it feels cliche. I was worried that Jaune was going to be her love interest when they first met and was relieved to see him with Pyrrha instead. It just feels forced and boring to have him end up with Ruby

Pyrrha/Mercury: this really popular for some unfathomable reason. I like Mercury but Pyrrha deserves better

Marrowgold (May/Marrow): I just don’t see it

Nikong: Pyrrha and Sun would be cute together, but I don’t really love this ship. It’s kinda meh.

Nora’s Arc: no. Just no. It technically would work but their platonic relationship is way too good to lose

Old Silver: this is Maria/Pietro, and I think it’s adorable. They both strike me as really flirty for their ages and both are very good mentors. They can be the crazy grandparents of the team

Ozglyn: just don’t see it

Phoenix: yeah Raven was a horrible girlfriend/wife. I don’t ship her Taiyang

QuickSilver: Ruby deserves better than Mercury.

Rehab (Qrow/Glynda): the fact that this is called rehab explains why I don’t ship it

ReNora: yeah, this is probably my favorite ship. I don’t think I have to explain why.

Robotic Knight: I briefly shipped this but now disagree

Rosegarden: I really love Rosegarden, they’re just too adorable together, though the whole Ozpin does make it a little awkward

Rosewick: I can’t see this happening, even in an AU

Coco/Fox: I don’t know enough about Fox to really ship them, but the fact that Coco canonically slaps his butt during battle definitely makes me want to

Mercury/Neo: I could see this working. It would be pretty cute

Silent Knight: again, it would have to be an AU and even then I don’t see it working

Snowbird: so at first I really liked the idea of Qrow and Winter being ex’s, but now that I think about it he has to be at least twenty years older then her. Also, I have to say that while they have chemistry I think they would just end up killing each other

Speakeasy (Flynt/Coco): I got to say I like this ship and could see them having a lot of chemistry together

Strawbanna: I just can’t see Ruby and Sun together. It feels weird

Sunflakes: Can’t see it working

Sunflowyr (Ren/Yang): don’t see any chemistry. Again this just seems random

Tauradonna: this is obviously as toxic as you get.

The Hunt (Cardin/Blake): stop shipping Cardin with anyone!

Mercury/Cinder: Mercury is way too young, and even if he wasn’t this would be really weird. Also Cinder makes him look like a stable, peaceful person, so also no.

Toxic Petals: I swear I’m done with this. No more Cardin, Tyrian, or Watts ships. They too gross

Velveteen Knight: Aw, they’d be cute together

White Knight: I really hate this ship. It’s so obnoxious and boring, and nearly falls into the jerky badass/goofball trope I hate

Winter Soldier: ew, no, Ironwood is like her dad

Wise Dragon: anyone care to explain why this is so popular? Sage barely has any character to him, I can’t ship him with anyone

Yellow rose: Yeah, I kinda ship this, but again, it’s difficult when you barely know one character

IronQrow: I understand why you would ship this but I just don’t see it. Guys can hug without being gay you know

Martial arts: why?

Noah’s Arc: why?

Sea Monkeys: again I understand why you could ship it but I don’t. They’re obviously just friends to me

Shovel Knight: like most Oscar ships it feels weird. Jaune is obviously a big brother to him

TaiQrow: As funny as it is for Tai to sleep with every member of his team, I don’t ship it.

Fair game: I really can’t stand Clover so again, don’t ship it

Achilles heel: Cinder literally kills Pyrrha, why would you ship them?

Baked Alaska: lemon ship

Black glass: annnd, another lemon ship.

Blood Mint: yeah I don’t see Emerald and Ruby ever being a couple

Catmelon: I found Ilia’s crush on Blake kinda cringy and I can’t see them being a couple

ColdMurder (Weiss/Cinder): even in an au I don’t see it working

Cold Steel (Penny/Winter) eeewww, they’re practically sisters

Cream Machine (Neo/Penny): I mean…if she wasn’t evil…and wasn’t so much older…it might work? Maybe?

Crosshares: cute but I feel like Velvet is too much of a doormat for Coco

Digital Clock: Ciel obviously didn’t care much for Penny, and she was barely a character at all. I don’t see it

Pyrrha/Nora: don’t see it, and also can’t stand the idea of breaking up the two best ships

Falling Petals: I get that Cinder is hot, but can we stop shipping her with the kids she’s trying to murder? Because I can see several things wrong with that

Freezerburn: again, for no reason that I can think of this ship just doesn’t work for me. Much like Dragonslayer it just feels weird

Gingersnaps (Penny/Nora): that would be chaotic. I can’t really see them romantically though like most Penny ships it would be cute

Guilty Conscience (Bree/Winter): oh please no. They really don’t have any reason to be together

Ladybug: I just can’t see Blake with Ruby at all. Blake feels way to old even though she’s only older by two years.

Milk and Cereal (Ruby and Pyrrha): I guess it would work but I just don’t any chemistry

Mint chocolate (Emerald/Coco): if Coco managed to forgive her for everything that happened at Beacon I could maybe see this happening. There is some chemistry

Mommy issues: Nah, can’t see this working out.

Monochrome: Blake and Weiss have never had any romance chemistry despite plenty of opportunity to have it, so again, I see them as strictly platonic and shipping them feels almost like incest. I know that doesn’t make sense

Nordic Winter: I can’t see Weiss handling Penny, but again, any Penny ship is pretty cute

Nuts and Dolts: I would ship, but I like them together platonically too well. Definitely understand the ship, though I find it funny that Ruby, who insist she likes weapons better then people, would fall in love with a personified weapon. I know that’s probably racist against robots

Overheating (Penny/Cinder): I take back what I said about every Penny ship being cute

PennyWeiss: but this one is pretty cute

Pink Lemonade: can you imagine the chaos of Yang and Nora dating each other? They both need someone with a cooler head to keep them in check

Scheenoks: with Weiss’s fangirling I can definitely see were this is coming from, but Weiss is too mean for Pyrrha

Steadfast: I really don’t ship any of the ace-ops with anyone. I found them all boring and annoying except for Marrow

Strawberry Shortcake (Neo/Ruby): not seeing it

Sugar Rush (Ruby/Nora): Again, too much chaos. They both need chill partners. And I love Rosegarden and ReNora too much

Thunder cat (Blake/Nora): don’t see any chemistry between them

WhiteRose: I can see why this is shipped and I don’t dislike WhiteRose shippers. I just prefer Rosegarden, and find Weiss and Ruby working better together romantically

Bumblebee: again, I see this working better platonically, not romantically. It kind of annoyed me at first, but it is growing on me, much like Blacksun. I still like Blacksun better though

Enabler: No.

#Rwby #rwby ships #bumblebee #blacksun #rosegarden #roman/neo #WhiteRose #Arkos #Renora #ruby rose #wiess Schnee #snowbird #qrow #winter Schnee #fairgame #blake bellodona #Yang Xiao Long #oscar pine

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sweetmotherof · 3 years

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Haikyuu Fics: The Classics™️ (pt 2)

PART 1

I already thought of more, and I didn’t want my first part to be super long, so here is a part 2!! I’ll probably make another couple of parts because I know I missed some. So again, please comment if you have any recommendations for me to add, it’s highly appreciated. Also, just some housekeeping, please mind the tags and go give the authors some love and support!! I hope you guys enjoy!! (My summaries are super bad for this one so just look at the summaries for the work or ask ahah id be happy to elaborate)

*contains nsfw fics, so please read the tags*

⭑=my faves

TSUKKIYAMA

~quick deanpendragon spam (they are the mastermind of tsukkiyama fics read all of their stuff pls)~

campfire in your chest by deanpendragon

M, 74.4k words

This is the classiccccc slowburn, childhood friends to lovers, slowburn through high school fic. With an amazing plot, beautiful writing, and stunning characterization, if you like Tsukkiyama at all, you should literally just read it. It’s just....perfect.

the certain things we lack by deanpendragon⭑

M, 89.6k words

AHHHHHHHH STOP DON’T TALK TO ME IF YOU HAVEN’T READ THIS. no no no it’s so good like should be published good. It’s Kei-centric, and him and Yamaguchi are so <333 ugh i can’t stop. High school au, canon compliant, getting together yeah yeah yeah but the writing is.....i’m speechless it’s so good. Something about it connected with my soul and the writing, i can’t stop the writing is so good. If you like to read, like you just appreciate the art of literature, read this read this read this.

blue summer sky by deanpendragon⭑

T, 32k words

Deanpendragon, take all of my money. You deserve it after this one because, oh, oh MY GOD it’s so good. Yamaguchi working in a pet store. Tsukishima working in a music store. Right next to each other. STOP READ IT NOW YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO. It’s Yamaguchi’s POV and his like stream of thoughts is SO relatable oh my god. It’s too good. This is hands down one of my fave fics so,,,,, u should read it. Also, it’s a series so, thank you for that one.

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Stoplights by 5yenwish(iamacamera)

E, 48.6k words

Something about Tsukkiyama authors, I would literally ask the president to get you ppl published because JESUS we do not deserve these works for free. I mean, this is just Yamaguchi, Tsukishima, and Karasuno being VULGAR and hilarious, and it’s like,,,,you have to have a certain type of humor to enjoy this. If you don’t like sex jokes AVOID this fic, but I loved this SO MUCH. The writing, ughhhhhh the writing is horrifyingly good. I kinda just really want to pay this author money because you made my life smmm better. On Hiatus tho,, probs forever so <//3 STILL READ IT

MATSUHANA

boiled frogs by reginagalaxia⭑

E, 91.5k words, cw: EMOTIONAL ABUSE, mental health issues that come with that

SAD BOY HOURS ughhh. This fic is so angsty and hurt so bad to read,,,,,,but so,,,,goood. Of course it’s depressing, it’s Hanamaki, Oikawa, and Iwaizumi watching Matsukawa be in an emotionally abusive relationship, all the while Hanamaki is in love with him,,,, eyeroll it’s very hard to watch. But, the writing is amazing, the plot is painful but good, so if you’re considering, you definitely should read.

rated m for by orphan_account

T, 10.6k words

Voice acting au. The most beautiful voice acting au ever. I love Matsukawa and I love Hanamaki, and you should definitely read this because it’s so funny. The writing is so good, the plot is so funny, and I love to laugh my ass off and this fic is funny lol. They act in a BL even though they hate each other. PLS READ IT AHAHHAH.

plus one by orphan_account

G, 6.1k words

This is the cutest lil getting together fic that so adorably fluffy it hurts. If you want to come down from, oh let’s say boiled frogs ahahhaha plug (look above lol), this fic will literally rot your insides with how cute it is. It’s quick, easy, and a fun time at a wedding, so if you just want some matsuhana for bedtime or something like that (?? what am i saying lol) then I definitely recomeend this one.

DAISUGA

Open Tab by Mooifyourecows⭑

E, 541.5k words, cw: anxiety, breakdowns (not that bad, but some parts made me feel a bit on edge so I thought I’d let u all know)

The longest fic I’ve read, and worth every second. I BINGED this mf, like in a couple of days lol and it’s so good. Artist Suga, bartender Daichi, gay panic and basically all of the other main haikyuu characters lol,,,,, read it if that sounds interesting. I think this is probably the staple Haikyuu longfic, so you should definitely check it out at one point or another. Also, it’s SO funny and the writing is rlly good. Oh, and it’s a SLOW BURNNN.

bell, book, and candle by skittidyne

M, 762.9k words, cw: blood, swearing, violence, minor body horror, death, anxiety/anxiety attacks/panic attack (part of the author’s warning)

I’ve seen so many people recommend this one, so I thought I’d include it in this recommendation, even though it’s focused around a lot of the ships, not just daisuga. It’s a supernatural hunter fic, and even just the summary is super captivating and interesting. If you like fantasy, mythology, or anything of the demons and magic sort, you should definitely check this one out. There is also some ~~magical~~ romance.

Cardboard Castles by valiantarmor

M, 18k words, cw: homophobia, mental strain that comes with homelessness

For the sake of your guys’ brains, I included this shorter fic that you could definitely complete in a short amount of time. Basically, this is about coffee barista Daichi, and how he meets Suga, who is secretly homeless. And romance blooms, of course. I definitely recommend this one if you want a short, kind of angsty, but happy ending read.

KYOUHABA

Police Dog by surveycorpsjean⭑

E, 34.9k words

This fic is so so sooo good. I usually stray away from like shifter, werewolf type fics, but this one handles the trope so so so well. I love the kyouhaba dynamic and this fic exemplifies it without making it too cliche. The premise of the fic is Kyoutani is a dog shifter and Yahaba is a police officer. I really had a great time reading this and I definitely think that you should check it out ahhah.

Close to the Chest by darkmagicalgirl

T, 61.1k words, cw: HOMOPHOBIA LIKE BAD (not violent but very internalized and prevalent)

Yahaba and his self-acceptance journey,,,,ughhhh im crying. This fic is vvvery emotional and filled with angsty self-hatred that makes me :(((. but BUT its worth it because watching him grow :’) and find love in Kyoutani. it’s very warm and happy at the end. If you want a CLASSIC coming of age set in high school and very gay so <33 pls check it out. The plot and writing are really well done and it is a work of art srsly.

#haikyuu #haikyuu fic recs #haikyuu fanfiction #hq #hq fanfic #tsukkiyama #tsukiyama #matsuhana #daisuga #kyouhaba #tsukishima #yamaguchi #matsukawa

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yukinon-writes · 3 years

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* Takes a deep breath and exhales *

Hello to the Inuyasha fandom! Some of you may have seen me re-blogging, liking, commenting, and, with a few people anyways, interacted with! Well, I’ve finally gotten up the courage to make an official “hello” post. This is something I’ve been meaning to do for a bit now, but for one reason or another usually anxiety I haven’t. Until today, of course! I’m gonna put some additional info about me below the cut to help keep this small, but feel free to message me or send me asks if you want to get to know me better/interact with me. Or just ignore me. I won’t be offended. I just want to try and make some friends and get help/encouragement for my writing. Again, hello! And until next time, I hope you all are well!

Some personal details:

I’m 32 and got into Inuyasha when it was first airing on Adult Swim. I didn’t really get into the fandom then, though. I had some friends that also enjoyed it as well, but that was about it. Inuyasha quickly found a place in my heart, but after a few years I some what moved on. A couple months ago, I finally decided to check out HnY when I saw it on Crunchyroll. It was something like two or three episodes away from finishing the season at the time. After bingeing that, I went back and started re-watching Inuyasha, somehow started reading fanfiction, and now I’m here!

My writing:

I’ve always been one to come up with ideas and work them out in my head. But usually I’d struggle with pushing myself to write them down and just let them bounce around until I moved on with another idea/forgot them. I finally decided that I’m gonna push myself to work through what has been holding me back and share my ideas with others! It has been slow so far, but I’m still going.

As for what you can expect from my writing itself, I have a variety of ideas that fall into humor/comedy, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, and even some dark stuff. They could be entirely one of those or a mix of the categories. I think it’ll be mostly fluff and/or angsty stuff, but we’ll just have to wait and see how my writing evolves and what I end up being most motivated to write.

Some Inuyasha specifics of mine:

InuKag is my OTP. I probably won’t ever split them up, ever

I just want InuKag to be happy dammit!

I’ve never really been a fan of Sesshomaru, but I’ve come to respect him

I just want Inuyasha and Koga to be friends dammit!

I’ve never hated Kikyo, but I’ve come around on her and like her now

I’ve recently come to the realization that I think I ship KogKik

I also ship MirSan(duh), KaguKik, and RinShiori

Parting words:

I’ve never really been one for social media so this is kinda? new for me, but I’m trying to push myself out of my shell and make some friends. So, like I said, if anybody wants to get to know me more, just message me or send an ask. I’m not one to get offended easily, so feel free to ask me whatever is on your mind. If I don’t feel comfortable answering then I’ll just say as much. I just ask that you be respectful and I’ll do my best to do the same in return. Until next time, be well!

Pokes at people:

@shinidamachu @anisaanisa @witchygirl99 @ruddcatha @kstewdeux @sacred-arrow @lavendertwilight89 @fawn-eyed-girl @akitokihojo @knittingknots @nartista @keichanz @neutronstarchild @writemydaydreams

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sendme-2hell · 3 years

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Rating the Books I read after Gideon the Ninth (in order) by how well they made me forget my Gideon the Ninth angst

I starred the ones that I actually recommend if you want something similar to gtn.

I was bored so I made this. Mostly just so I can look back at this and laugh at myself in a few months and remember what I’ve read.

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**Harrow the Ninth -Tamsyn Muir

Summary: A depressed girl has to navigate murder attempts by both the mom and the dad of her dead ex-girlfriend who she can’t remember. She tries to make soup and writes fanfic to cope.

How well it helped me forget: -100/10 but also 10/10

Rating explanation: This one gets a 10/10 because it did make me feel better about a *particular* GTN plotpoint which I was very angsty about, but tragically it did make me more feral. After reading it I reread both books so I don’t think it helped me forget my angst.

Similar themes to GTN: all of it, plus more memes

I Want to Be Where The Normal People Are - Rachel Bloom

Summary: Rachel Bloom who wrote the world’s most relatable song: “You Stupid Bitch,” and starred/created in Crazy Ex Girlfriend, writes about having anxiety, feeling like she’s not normal, and Harry Potter fanfic.

How well it helped me forget: 8/10

Rating explanation: For a few minutes I actually did forget about my griddlehark angst while I learned more about Bloom’s life and laughed at the painful relatability of it all.

Similar themes to TLT: ummm depression, feeling very out of place, memes

Fingersmith - Sarah Waters

Summary: The book The Handmaiden was based on. A girl is sent to become a Lady’s handmaiden to con her out of some money. She falls in love. Many plot twists.

How well it helped me forget: 5/10

Rating explanation: I was sadly still thinking about TLT the whole time I read this. I liked it but I actually like the Handmaiden better because the women spend more time together. Like in this book, I wish that Harrow and Gideon could spend more time together.

Similar themes: wlw enemies to lovers, at some point you realize the main character’s love interest understands what’s going on way more than the main character

Kindred - Octavia Butler

Summary: Very dark book about slave narratives. I cannot make a joke here, but this book is excellent.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: Again, I can’t make a joke. But Octavia Butler is amazing.

Ash - Malinda Lo

Summary: A wlw retelling of Cinderella with fairies and an emphasis on stories

How well it helped me forget:7/10

Rating explanation: This was really quick and fun and I definitely was rooting for the lesbians. Also it was nice it had a happy ending! If you liked Crier’s War (which I did), this was clearly an influence for Nina Varela.

Similar themes: wlw, the magic one + the fighting one dynamic

Station Eleven - Emily St. John Mandel

Summary: A deadly pandemic wipes out so many people that the world spins into chaos and no one can figure out how to use electricity apparently? But the book is really about fame and wanting to be remembered. Go figure.

How well it helped me forget: -10/10

Rating explanation: Ok that’s not fair. It helped me forget about Gideon and Harrow but it did NOT help me forget about Corona. It was technically good and a lot of people I respect love it, but either because I was still thinking about TLT or because it was about a pandemic, I couldn’t really enjoy it.

Similar themes: post-apocalyptic

Red, White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston

Summary: The Prince of England and The son of the president of the US are enemies. They are definitely enemies.

How well it helped me forget: 6/10

Rating explanation: This was such a fun read that it almost distracted me! Tragically I was in such TLT headspace that I kept pausing to read fanfics where Gideon and Harrow switch eyes.

Similar themes: Enemies to lovers, queer

Troubling Love - Elena Ferrante

Summary: In true Elena Ferrante fashion, an event spurs an Italian woman to do a lot of internal processing and have some flashbacks.

How well it helped me forget: 7/10

Rating explanation: This book was a bit disturbing so it distracted me in that way. Plus I love Elena Ferrante’s writing so much that it felt like coming home to an old friend. Unfortunately for me, this is Elena Ferrante’s least queer book. I know because I have now read them all. Her most queer book, The Lying Life of Adults, would have distracted me better. Also just using this space to tell anyone who’s still reading this (probably no one) to go read My Brilliant Friend (and the corresponding Neopolitan Novels). They are not similar to TLT except they are vaguely queer and about competitive friendships where the girls are obsessed with each other in maybe an unhealthy way. Ok so a bit similar. Genuinely my favorite books ever.

Similar themes: mommy issues, daddy issues, childhood trauma

On This Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous -Ocean Vuong

Summary: A Vietnamese immigrant reflects on his mother, grandmother, and his own life experience in the US. It is poetic and beautiful and will make you cry.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: This book is beautiful. It really changes how you think about the US. Plus really interesting stuff about the western way of telling stories. Cannot recommend it enough, though very little to do with TLT.

Similar themes: queer, stuff about language, childhood trauma, you will cry

**The Priory of the Orange Tree - Samantha Shannon

Summary: OK sorry none of those were good suggestions for what to read after GTN. THIS is what you should read after GTN. It is an incredibly slow burn wlw enemies to lovers. There are dragons, there is magic, there are very cool female characters who I am in love with. This is like Game of Thrones but if it was good, queer, and only one 800 page book.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: Enemies to lovers!!!! What more do I have to say? Also very cool world-building, interesting religious themes.

Similar themes: wlw enemies to lovers, religious themes, magic, very old wizard milfs, also mlm

*The Traitor Baru Cormorant

Summary: Baru is a very smart girl in a colonized island. She decides she will play the game of the colonizers, rise up in their society, and destroy them from within. How is that going, Baru?

How well it helped me forget: 100/10

Rating explanation: This DID make me forget TLT. The only book to truly make me. It made me forget so badly that I wanted my Griddlehark angst BACK. GIVE ME IT BACK I don’t wanna feel sad about Baru anymore. I cannot recommend it more, it is so good, but it did make me ugly cry. It also made me majorly depressed about colonization and the state of the world.

Similar themes: wlw enemies to lovers, ending will make you cry

*The Monster Baru Cormorant - Seth Dickinson

Summary: Baru is depressed, has brain damage, throws up a lot, is sad about (redacted), does some things without remembering them because there’s something going on in her brain. Sound familiar? It’s kinda like Harrow the Ninth but more depressing. Oh also a lot of new characters are introduced, old characters come back, a lot of setup for the next book. Euler’s identity shows up out of nowhere?!

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: Again, it made me forget but only because I was so engrossed in this story. Also kinda depressed. This book is kinda depressing. But Baru is very fun to be around, and there are some other great characters. Marry me, Yawa.

Similar themes: again, this is just harrow the ninth on steroids, I am in love with every single woman in this series

*The Tyrant Baru Cormorant - Seth Dickinson

Summary: Baru makes a new bestie, reunites with an old bestie, and discovers a dead bestie in her brain!

How well it helped me forget: 1000/10

Rating explanation: I loved this book. There were a few scenes I reread >four times. This book makes the other books in the series worth it.

Similar themes: please see my venn diagram comparing tlt, baru, and A memory called empire for more information

*The Ninth House - Leigh Bardugo

Summary: A girl has seen ghosts her whole life and because of that, gets accepted at Yale even though she didn’t finish high school. Yale is like a hotspot for ghosts I guess. It’s dark academia, the girl has a secret, the narrator is pretty funny.

How well it helped me forget: 6/10

Rating explanation: I was trying to get distracted from TLT (and Baru at this point), but it’s hard to forget about Harrow and Gideon in a book called The Ninth House (hello?). It was enjoyable and there was some good humor. I’m curious about the next book in the series when it comes out. It is not wlw unless you squint (which I do).

Similar themes: debatably wlw body posession, nine houses, the ninth one being important, nerd boy who reminds me of pal, woman is revealed to be MUCH older than I originally thought, soul eating, revenants, tombs, necromancy, character named Mercy

The Bone Season - Samantha Shannon

Summary: It’s the future and London is a hotspot for clairvoyants. Paige is a woman who has a special gift and can jump into people’s bodies and possess them briefly (among other things, this is a terrible explanation). Because of this, she is sent to a secret part of the city where clairvoyants are trained to be monster fighters (but also like, kept there in captivity against their will). Unlike every other book on this list I honestly wouldn’t recommend. I know there are other books in the series. If you’ve read on and it gets better let me know. (I know no one has gotten this far reading this but still)

How well it helped me forget: 4/10

Rating explanation: This one was disappointing because I loved Priory of the Orange Tree so much. This book did not distract me from my griddlehark or barhu feels. There’s also a character named Warden so I thought about SexPal a lot.

Similar themes: enemies to lovers, ghosts, possession, queer but only background characters

****The Unspoken Name - A.K. Larkwood

Summary: A girl is in an isolated cult that wants her to die as a sacrifice (sound familiar?). A definitely not evil wizard helps her escape. She meets a cute necromancer who’s also kinda from a cult. She goes on some gay adventures, gets the help of a morally grey older necromancer (who I’m in love with), and fights with her frenemy.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: This is the most similar to TLT on this list. Gideon and Csorwe would be friends. Seriously I recommend this! And the second book comes out soon! And it’s not sad like TLT or Baru!

Similar themes: sword lesbian + necromancer dynamic, wlw enemies to lovers, cults, tombs, necromancy, character named “the sleeper”, also mlm

The Invisible Life of Addie Larue - V. E. Schwab

Summary: Adeline Larue made a deal with a demon in 1714 France, because she wanted to see the world and stuff. It backfires of course. She is immortal but no one remembers her. This causes all sorts of problems and makes her very angsty. The narrative flashes between her going through the years, and her falling in love with the only person who will remember her.

How well it helped me forget: 2/10

Rating explanation: I know people loved this book but I did not. I liked the last 50 pages, I’ll give it that. I wish it was more queer (it was a little queer).

Similar themes: as I said, a little wlw, immortality, demons, I guess falling in love with someone and them not remembering you now that I think about it

Sula - Toni Morrison

Summary: A story about two black women in the 1920’s-1960’s in an Ohio town. It is really great and interesting. It is a book about complicated female friendships (among so many other things that better writers not writing a list no one will read about their TLT feels have outlined) which I love. I was told I should read this after the Neapolitan Novels by Elena Ferrante and it did not disappoint. Same vibes.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: This was just a great book. Has really nothing to do with TLT

Similar themes: debatably queer

*Murderbot Diaries: All Systems Red, Artificial Condition, Rogue Protocol, Exit Strategy, Network Effect, - Martha Wells

Summary: Muderbot is an artificial construct who just wants to be left alone to watch tv, damnit! It doesn’t want to interact with humans, and it definitely does not want to talk about feelings. Too bad some humans want to become friends with it.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: These books were so good. They did help me forget! The books are really about having anxiety, making friends, and letting yourself have feelings. Also they are SO FUNNY. Highly recommend. In the way that I love Gideon’s POV, I love Murderbot’s POV

Similar themes: funny narrator, queer characters, space, people who don’t want to deal with their feelings being forced to deal with their feelings

*A Memory Called Empire - Arkady Martine

Summary: Mahit is sent a dangerous, evil empire to be an ambassador. Lots of beautiful writing about colonialism, assimilation, language, and culture.There is gay angst and funny characters. I am once again in love with a morally grey older woman character.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: Yes this book is great and did distract me from gtn (mostly. I did end up reading a great fanfic about wake, g1deon, and pyrrah in the middle but otherwise...). It is part of my holy trilogy of wlw books (this, baru, tlt) that I just read recently. The next book comes out on March 2nd so it will be a good distraction from waiting for Alecto. Like Baru, it made me feel like shit about colonialism but unlike the other two books in my trilogy (redacted but if you’ve read those books you know) didn’t happen. It had a not too sad ending.

Similar themes: see my venn diagram, but seriously what is going on with brain surgery in these books...

*The Luminous Dead - Cailtin Starling 9/10

Summary: A woman needs money and to get the money she goes on a risky cave dive. It turns out the only contact she has with the rest of the world is a woman who’s kinda a dick. It’s 400 pages of creepy cave diving and these two women talking to each other. It’s creepy and uncomfortable and I loved it. I did spend the whole book thinking it would be such a good story podcast.

How well it helped me forget: 10/10

Rating explanation: It did make me forget about tlt! There are some kinda boring parts but it pays off. The relationship between the two main characters is very interesting (though a bit fucked up).

Similar themes: wlw enemies to lovers, traumatised characters, shitty moms

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fubukiswifenoimnotjoking · 3 years

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One Punch Man ship reviews bc I’m bored

WARNING: BIG ONE PUNCH MAN WEBCOMIC AND MANGA SPOILERS

GenoSai: do I even have to say it?? They compliment each other so well and are already besties. They make me so happy and I love their love. Genos literally came into Saitama’s life and brought so much new life and excitement when Saitama thought he’d never get any. Genos gives him love and appreciation all the time and never abandons him. Saitama isn’t connected to his feelings, but he cares about Genos and would do just about anything for him, to keep him safe. Genos constantly teases Saitama and Saitama grumbles and takes it with some banter, Genos is super emotional and Saitama does his best to comfort him, they fucking love shopping together and just hanging out period, they talk about the dumbest shit and somehow they still understand each other with the one brain cell they both share. It takes Genos forever to realize his feelings are deeper and Saitama has to be TOLD by their friends that he should fucking realize his feelings already. Just...I could keep going but I’ll stop! 2718873737839439/10 (let’s not talk about the age gap btw, 6 years isn’t bad and Genos is a legal adult.)

FubuSai: the stereotypical straight ship ppl gravitate to. Eh. I can see it, but at the same time I feel like they don’t completely compliment each other. Are they a hot couple? Duh. But I feel like their pride and communication issues would get in the way. 4/10

TatsuSai: hnghhhh. Someone mentioned this before, can’t remember who, but Saitama literally thinks she’s a child in canon. So that just....makes it gross. Same problems as FubuSai but worse. I’d rather see them as hesitant friends w a weird bond. 0/10

SonSai/SonicSai/idk the ship name: eh, toxic. Cant see them getting past communication issues and pride, again. Plus Sonic wants to kill his ass. Also, I just feel no romantic tension?? Even in fanfic it just falls flat for me. 3/10

MumenSai: a favorite!! Wish I saw it more, it’s very cute. Mumen is so kind and would absolutely be there to help him w self esteem and just help him be a better person period. And Saitama would have a cute little kind guy to tease and open up to. I could maybe see Mumen’s kindness getting on Saitama’s nerves when he’s in a bad mood bc Mumen almost never snaps and Saitama feels shittier, or maybe Mumen being mad at Saitama for being kinda lazy at home while Mumen is working his ass off and he’s like babe I just got home, please stop playing the fucking game and pay attention to me I have a concussion again. Prob too nitpicky on this one, heh, but 8.4/10

Genos x Sonic: wtf? As a crack ship, sure. That’s hilarious. But as a serious ship, 1.3/10 bc I could MAYBE see them bond over their love of my chemical romance or sum.

Anyone x Puri: -128382839287473828739219833468282/10. Fuck Puri.

TatsuKing: eh. Indifferent on this one too. I can see them getting along and Tatsu being the mean but supportive gf in public, but a sweet gf in private. King could be like her calm oasis of video games and sweet blonde shy bf. I sway more towards ace/aro King and queer non binary Tatsu, but this is still good. 6/10

FubuPsy/Fubuki x Psykos/idk: hell yeah!! This series NEEDS more wlw ships, both for me to project onto and to cry over. Prob my fav Fubuki ship, cuz they’ve known each other since they were young and had a tenuous friendship. I didn’t use to ship it until I saw that scene in the wc after the MA arc (u know the one) but here we are. They’re big personalities so any interaction is bound to be chaotic at first, but I really think they’d work. Pride put to the side, Psykos could be someone for Fubuki to finally rely on other than the Blizzard Bunch, someone to confide in, a badass partner to fight monsters with, talk about nothing for hours with, be a super fashionable #girlboss couple with, and someone who would really see her for who she is-especially w Psykos knowledge of her from the past. Hell, Psykos might even know her better than Tatsumaki. Fubuki could be an anchor to her like she currently is in the wc, providing a quiet comfort and making her open up little by little. Would prob be toxic at first bc of the MA arc and their desire for power, but is a very good ship I think. 9/10

Speedal/Sonic x Mumen: an old fav! Sonic would have a hard time not hating Mumen at first bc he’s the picture definition of a hero, sum he hates. But hanging out with him would show him Mumen is a GOOD guy genuinely and he’d be like ohhhh shit I’m in love w this man. Mumen would thoroughly appreciate someone to make him live a little, break some rules and stand up to ppl when they talk over him. He’d DEFINITELY be upset when finding out Sonic is an assassin, but would prob be conflicted bc he knows Sonic is a good person despite that. Would prob make Sonic give up on killing for them to be together. Sucks bc of the assassin thing and bc they haven’t met in canon! So we’re not sure how they’d interact with each other, sigh. 7.4/10

Okamaitachi x Bushidrill: a very underrated ship! To be clear, I headcanon Kama as a trans woman and so does most of the fandom. Anyway, very sweet and already built as a friendship bc of their partnership under Atomic Samurai. I can’t remember who writes fic and makes art of them on tumblr but AAAAA it’s so good! Very sweet. Basically depicted Bushi as a nervous himbo who’s honest about his feelings but scared to say them and Kama as a sweet lady who’s crazy about Bushi. Very sweet. Want more of them!! 6.1/10

OneZon/Zombieman x One Shotter: never even thought of the ship till I saw @megidolan art work! Very wholesome, and from what little we know of Shotter we know he’s a sort of nervous yet strong willed guy, and Zombieman would totally help him calm down bc he’s so chill. I could see them sharing cigarettes and talking shit on heroes while cuddling u know? 7/10 only because I don’t see enough of it but very good concept.

Mumarou/Mumen x Garou: a lot of ppl are gonna hate me for this but....I don’t like it. I’ve tried! I just—idk. I’ve read so many good fics about them that make me like it a bit, but the concept is just eh. I think their relationship is, in most reps, really cliche angsty stuff. I wish I could elaborate I just...gah! Basically, there’s better ships for the both of them imo. Sorry!! 4.3/10

Sonic x Flashy/SonFlash: yes!! Prob my fav Sonic ship. They have soooo much tension, it’s almost worse than Genos’ tension w Saitama. Flashy LITERALLY poisoned Sonic so that he wouldn’t be forced to kill him at the ninja graduation. He cares. They’ll never say it out loud, but they care. They have someone who understands what they went through in each other and someone they’re both so similar to, yet so different from. Sonic is more vocal about his expressions and let’s people know it while Flashy often keeps things to himself, they could really influence the other to be more this or that. I could see a lot of comfort with these two, and not much is needed for relationship development; they already have so much unspoken between them after meeting for the first time in years. Love it. Wish I saw it more! 10/11

KingSai: wonderful! Out of the few ppl Saitama is close to, def my second fav pick for a ship for him. There’s a post saying how Saitama doesn’t cut King off when he’s going on rants about games and stuff bc he’s talking TO Saitama, not at him like Genos tends to do on accident. They’re already great buddies! Saitama could find a shy gamer man who he can talk to about manga and stuff and also a passionate bf who could break out of his shell w Saitama and be himself with no lies. King can have someone to protect him, duh, someone who finally understands his weird sense of humor, and someone to shower him in the love and kindness he deserves when Saitama is in the mood to be all out like that w his affections. Plus he’s Saitama’s anchor and brings him back down when he’s super anxious and depressed and tells him what’s up that he needs to fix without sugarcoating it. Would def have a bunch of inside jokes and go on dates that are just staying inside playing video games all night. Domestic af. 10/10

Fubuki x Mizuki: my first wlw Fubuki ship! Hard to find but very good. Mizuki is this big ball of kindness, energy, and raw power that would make Fubuki go ‘Ohhhhhhh, big pretty lady make brain go brrr.’ I could see Mizuki grounding Fubuki when she’s in over her head, giving her random gifts bc she saw sum and thought of her, doing a marathon run and wildly waving at Fubuki in the crowd, and all around being a dependable woman confident in herself and in love with a mysterious esper. Prob a little shy when it comes to anything physical bc she loves Fubuki so much and is overwhelmed by the realness of being w her. Fubuki gives Mizuki advice on ‘acting like a proper hero’ or whatever and though Mizuki thinks she doesn’t need it, Fubuki still helps her a lot w her career and being taken more seriously by others. Would give Mizuki someone who loves her for who she is and would go wild on her in private when she can be open about her affection, would be someone Mizuki could exercise with and listen intently to Mizuki’s physical knowledge, and would absolutely bandage her when she’s all banged up. Hnghh love this ship. It’s only behind the FubuPsy ship juuuuust a little bc they haven’t met in canon so we can’t be sure about their interactions and stuff. 8.8/10, I love WOMEN

Batarou: how could I go this far without mentioning them?! They have SOOOO much tension in the centichoro fight, like come on. Both snarky assholes who are huge softies one the inside, Badd being the more logical one (still a himbo, tho) and Garou being the more chaotic one. Probably take forever to admit their feelings bc they’re so prideful and stupid <3 flirt through constant wrestling matches and it takes Genos saying ‘they should kiss already, they’re getting on his nerves’ for them to finally realize what’s up. (@rayadraws has a great au where Garou Genos and Badd are a chaotic friend squad and Genos is the only brain of the group, haha. Very good au y’all check it out!) Would constantly pick on each other affectionately and switch into concerned SO when the other is hurt like the big teddy bears they are. Raise Zenko together for sure. Garou would fumble being romantic and Badd would find it both hilarious and cute. 11/12

Zombie mask/Amai x Zombieman:

So. I don’t like Amai Mask and I used to hate him, BUT the webcomic and fic have really helped me calm down on him (he’s still a dick tho), so it’s easier to want to ship him and stuff. Bc of Amai’s anger issues and controlling behavior, I could see this relationship being super toxic and icky—but I think they have some form of understanding that pulls Amai back from being a complete dick, you know? Start off as fuck buddies and slowly form something else from spending companionable time together other than screwing. Zombieman pulls Amai back from his angry fits and soothes him over with his logic. Talk maaaaaad shit about heroes, but only when they’re alone because Zombieman knows Amai will talk loud af about the heroes they’re roasting and Zombie doesn’t wanna stop a fight from happening. Zombieman loves making Amai flustered and has a secret check list in his head of all the things that get Amai red faced. Loves to listen to Amai rant about things for hours and loves to watch his face go through almost cartoon like expressions as he talks. He won’t admit it, but Zombie loves to be spoiled by Amai’s shit tons of cash and often takes rides in Amai’s limos when he wants to smoke and think to himself. Amai has a hard time realizing how his feelings have changed, but gets hit hard with it when he wakes up to Zombie making them breakfast one morning while wearing Amai’s underwear. Amai also loves to spoil Zombie and takes him out to restaurants and buys him cool new weapons on the weekends. @batneko has pretty much gotten me into this ship and I strongly suggest looking at their works! 7.9/10

DemonKnight/Genos x Zero/Drive Knight: I’m pretty sure this used to be a crack ship before the past like 10 manga chapters—and now here we are! Not a fav bc 1. ZERO LEFT GENOS TO SELF DESTRUCT AFTER THEY COMBINED TO FORM THE FUCKING JET HE WAS JUST LIKE lol bye SO LIKE if he left him to die that’s super hard for me to forgive and ship grrr 2. Disregarding the manga’s canon and looking at the wc, while I love the little trip they went on where Zero demonstrated his abilities and helped Genos kill monsters, it’s super sus. He knew alllll of this info on Metal Knight and was super supportive and understanding when Genos said he needed time to think. Like,,,what are his intentions? We know so little about him—is he trying to trick Genos or was he being sincere? THAT STUFF ASIDE, they’re a really fun ship. They’re both huge fucking nerds and can keep up with their talk on robotics for hours, they’re both cyborgs so they understand each other’s pain, and they’re both super cool and angsty. I think they could really settle into a deep bond that can go platonic or romantic, just depends. Genos needs more ppl in his life so hell yeah! Plus, he can really let go with Zero bc they don’t have that teacher/student relationship and Zero, if he’s really a sincere and kind guy like in the wc, can be there for Genos and listen to him. Don’t have much to say on this ship other than @wellthisisembarrassing makes GORGEOUS art of them! 6.3/10

Webuiko/Suiko x Webigaza: YEAH I KNOW THEY HAVENT INTERACTED IN CANON AND WE DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT THEM BUT HEAR ME OUT. Webigaza—cool af determined cyborg idol who’s surprisingly down to earth when talking with Child Emperor. Suiko—sassy and honest fighter who doesn’t take shit and is very passionate. Suiko would go to talk to Web then immediately freak out bc aaaa she’s way prettier than she thought, she can’t do this! Web would have to gently encourage Suiko to talk and at first is like ‘ah man, must be an adoring fan, ugh I’m so tired. At least she’s hot’ but when Suiko snaps out of her shyness Web is like oh! She’s super cool wtf. Always bump into each other during fights and help each other get fixed up, Suiko using her muscle power to lift Web’s pieces (and give Web a great view of Suiko’s muscles holy SHIT) and Web would patch Suiko up. Not to be stereotypical, but they’re def a masc/femme couple. I love the idea of this ship soooo much and I really hope they interact! 6.6/10 only bc they haven’t met 😭😭😭 look them up on here! There’s some great art of them by a few blogs

Dr. Kuseno x Bang: pretty sure @baldyborg came up with this one! Super cute. Just two old dudes finding a nice friendship in each other, maybe after Bang helps carry Genos to Kuseno’s after a day of fighting. Bang would find Kuseno to be a very cute little nerd man and would be sooo impressed by Kuseno’s mad scientist skills. Kuseno would be super impressed when seeing Bang in action too. They’d prob talk as soon as they meet each other and Genos would be in the background like you guys it’s been an hour, please fix me I’m on the verge of death 🧍🏻Bang would give Kuseno advice on training techniques to teach Genos and advice on making his bodies more martial arts ready or sum, meanwhile Kuseno would give his take on how to be kinder to Garou so that Bang would learn to repair the relationship with a gentleness he’s seemingly lacking (yes I’m talking about the chapter where he and Garou start fighting and Bang is just not doing enough to reach out to Garou, he’s being a callous old man! So yeah I’m still mad about that). Genos and Saitama would prob be out on a date and Saitama would be like oh theres Bang, wonder what he’s doing? Then Kuseno would walk up and kiss Bang and Genos and Sai would be shocked like SIRS 👬 Genos would tell Bang he doesn’t need another adoptive dad and Bang would be like....ok.... I see them retiring in a cottage together and Bang would become a huge softie. Yes I’m actively ignoring chapter 141 of the wc, shut up. 7.6/10

TankTop master x Mumen: they have a nice friendship going on in the manga right now! Just bros supporting bros. Tank is the picture definition of a muscly himbo and Mumen is his cute passionate bf. Also workout buddies af!! Don’t have much to say other than pretty good ship, just not a fav. 5.2/10

To sum it up—

GenoSai: 2718873737839439/10, Batarou: 11/12, SonFlash: 10/11, KingSai: 10/10, FubuPsy: 9/10, Fubuki x Mizuki: 8.8/10, MumenSai: 8.4/10, ZombieMask: 7.9/10, Dr. Kuseno x Bang: 7.6/10, Speedal: 7.4/10, OneZon: 7/10, Webuiko: 6.6/10, DemonKnight: 6.3/10, Okamaitachi x Bushidrill: 6.1/10, TatsuKing: 6/10, TankTop Master x Mumen: 5.2/10, Mumarou: 4.3/10, FubuSai: 4/10, SonSai: 3/10, Genos x Sonic: 1.3/10, TatsuSai: 0/10, anyone x Puri: -1283828319833468282/10

If there’s any ships I left out, it’s bc I don’t know them, don’t wanna talk about them, or just don’t have an opinion strong enough. Also, I know there are some poly ships like Genos x Saitama x Fubuki, but I’ve read only one fic about that (it was pretty good, here’s the link https://archiveofourown.org/works/5406992 ) so I don’t feel like talking about it. Hope no ones offended! All my opinion here :)

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and i pay for my place by the ring (Chapter 1)

Hey guys! Welcome to another angsty fic by yours truly, provider of flower husbands pain.

Some things you should know before you jump into this:

1. This is a companion fic to my fic "i know they're losing". You can understand it without having read the other one, since it's the same story from two different POVs but I think the overall experience is better with both!

2. The overall title of each fic is from the mitski song I bet on losing dogs. Chapter titles are from the Last Goodbye from the Hobbit films.

3. There is a lot of lord of the rings lore in both fics, and I mean a lot. You may be kinda confused if you've never read tolkien's works. It will all be explained eventually, though!

4. With the fact that it's a companion fic and a lot of people came here from Jimmy's POV in mind- this is a lot heavier of a fic. The content warnings are heavier and the angst is more intense. You have been warned.

(Obligatory disclaimer that this is about characters, not ccs, and do not ship real people, as always!)

Chapter Title: to these memories i will hold

Chapter Wordcount: 4000

Content warnings: suicidal thoughts, self-esteem issues, panic attacks, past death, very frank discussion of death. (In general, if suicide or death are triggering topics for you, this is probably not the fic for you. Stay safe and take care of yourself!)

AO3

Actual fic under the cut:

Scott didn’t expect to survive 3rd life. No one did, he thinks, but especially not him. Clever, clever Scott, who knew his fate too well for his own good. He could have chosen his allies carefully, he knows, could have played on their emotions to make them think he was loyal until the moment he turned on them to win. He knew who the strongest factions and warriors were, the most cunning and intelligent participants in this death game they were forced into. Instead, he chose Jimmy. Sweet, dopey Jimmy, who had the personality of a golden retriever and only a handful of braincells at any given time. Jimmy, who was worth more than all the stars in the sky to him. Who made him feel alive . No, Scott didn’t expect to win. Not when it was Jimmy by his side- when it was Jimmy by his side, winning didn’t matter. All that mattered was Jimmy’s blush when Scott pressed a kiss to his cheek, the way his hair looked like gold in the sunlight and his smile lit up Scott’s whole world.

After Jimmy died, Scott stopped wanting to survive 3rd life. What was the point? The stars can shine on without the sun, but all life on Earth would wither and die. The same happened to Scott’s broken, bitter heart, he found. Jimmy was the first person in years to love him truly, wholly, with no strings attached; it was terrifying how quickly Scott fell for the first person to look at him and not expect him to be anything but what he was. Scott’s world, which used to be mountain peaks and endless blue sky, narrowed to warm brown eyes and a grin like sunshine quicker than he could comprehend. Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, it all came back to him. What was Scott without Jimmy? The unwanted twin, the unloved child, the un-elven elf. Because who cared if he was a good shot with a bow or good at organizing teams or building pretty little houses? He would always be second-born, second-best.

It was fitting, really, that when Scott died, he died alone. Some might find it ironic that the man who knew enough people to fill the roster of a championship held by a god every month died without a single person to witness it save his enemies, but in the end, it was always going to be like this, Scott knew. He hadn’t been there to see Jimmy die, he hadn’t been able to hold him in his final moments and soothe the agony of death. Maybe this was his punishment. He wouldn’t be surprised; the gods of this world did not smile on him and never would. Why should they, when he had failed the only person who had ever found him good enough?

When he woke up in Rivendell, he was almost disappointed. Almost. He considered ditching the rest of the elves, up and leaving to somewhere that didn’t make it feel like the noose of immortality was slowly tightening around his neck. If nothing else, Noxite would let him crash at the MCC server for a bit until he found somewhere to go. And yet, in the end, Scott’s stubborn sense of duty won out. The elves needed a ruler. Xornoth had disappeared to god knows where, and though they had been braver, wiser, better in every way, Scott was the one who had stayed. Who was willing to take up the crown that weighed so heavily on its bearers. So Scott, who no one ever expected to rule, took up the burden of leadership.

Now, he tries and fails to get out of bed and wonders what the point of that even was. He’s fading, and worse than that, he’s fading over a human. His ancestors are probably rolling in their graves. Rivendell will be leaderless within a decade, and this time there are no heirs to take control. Not even a ‘spare’ like Scott used to be. What a mess.

There are footsteps on the stairs. They’re unfamiliar, meaning they could be a threat, but he’s too tired to bother sitting up. If he dies, well- it’s inevitable, really, in the same way watching the mortals he loves dies is.

The person comes around the corner, and Scott realizes with no joy that he won’t be dying today after all. Katherine looks both curious and concerned, but her voice tilts towards the latter when she asks “Scott?” and then, more hesitantly “Lord Smajor?”

He blinks at her, exhausted. “Hi, Katherine.”

“I came to talk to you about some empires stuff, but, I mean, if this is a bad time, I can come back later…?” She sounds so thrown off by his state that Scott almost feels bad.

Whatever it is, it must be important if she’s come all the way here, though, so he gestures her to a chair. “No, no, stay. I can muster the energy for a meeting, just don’t ask me to get up.”

Katherine takes the seat. “I came to talk about the corruption on the server, but- are you okay? Are you sick?”

Nothing about the question is funny in any way, but Scott laughs regardless. “In a way, yes.”

“What do you mean?”

“Take my hand.” He offers it out, knowing the unnatural cold is unsettling no matter if you’re elven or not. Katherine does as he asks, the concern on her face only growing as she grips his icy hand.

“Elves don’t get sick like mortals do,” Scott explains. “Nor do we die of old age. But we get...heartsickness, you might call it. We call it fading in our tongue- the cold hands are a symptom of that. Our souls are fragile, and the grief of the mortal plane can be overwhelming. If an elf is too struck by it, they fade away and die.” The words taste bitter on his tongue, a frank reminder of the slow and painful death that awaits him.

Katherine gasps, and Scott knows he’s alarmed her.

He goes on, though. “It usually happens to old elves, world-weary.” Ironic, it’s ironic that he’s saying that as a young elf explaining his own death. “Those who are tired of existence. But any elf who has experienced enough grief is at risk.”

Her face is nothing short of horrified. “You’re- fading? But doesn’t it usually happen to old elves? Wait, are you old?”

“I’m fifty-five.”

“Is that old?”

He has to laugh. “Fifty is the elven equivalent of eighteen for humans, the age of maturity.” Though he feels so much older than that, both in elven terms and in human.

“Oh.”

There’s a moment of silence, then, “How can you be so calm if you’re dying?”

“I’m tired, Katherine. The world tore me away from the people I loved, and..I’m tired of fighting it.” He’s so, so exhausted. So sick of having to claw and scrape and struggle for the barest scraps of happiness.

“Is there a way to reverse fading- to fix it?” Katherine sounds so hopeful that the question seems almost naive even though she’s far more capable of a ruler than he is. Naive in the affairs of elves, maybe, much as she’s intelligent in so many other ways.

Scott tries not to flinch at the innocent inquiry, thinking about the deaths from fading that he’s watched. “Technically, yes. If an elf recovers enough emotionally, it’s reversible. But whatever caused them to fade the first time can- and often does- cause it again.” And again, and again, until there’s nothing to be done but let them die , he finishes in his head.

Katherine nods, a look of determination overtaking the hope. “We’ll just have to reverse it, then.”

“That’s sweet, Katherine, but I’m dying.”

“No. You’re not going to die. Now come on, you can show me your empire while I fill you in on what’s happening on the rest of the continent.” She sounds so firm that he doesn’t dare disobey, though his exhaustion makes a fair effort at convincing him to. Will this really fix anything? Unlikely. But it’s worth it to try, if only to humor Katherine. At least this way she’ll have the comfort of having tried to save him when he inevitably fades away into nothing

Scott takes her hand, though it brings him little warmth, cold from her trek here. “Alright.” He swallows the bitter grief in his throat before it can seep into his words. “We can try.”

He leads Katherine around Rivendell, taking some pride in the way she oohs over the decor. If there’s one thing he can do right, it’s building. While some elven rulers might see it as below themselves to help build houses for their citizens, Scott finds building soothing. It’s one of the few skills he picked up during his time away that people really appreciate; no one wants to live in a shitty house.

As they walk, she also tells Scott about the demon, Xornoth. “The demon’s already visited a lot of people, I think. Gem and Shubble for sure, and Fwhip and Sausage. That’s not even mentioning the corruption that’s been spreading.”

If Scott said that the name Xornoth didn’t make him flinch, he would be lying to himself. It’s not your sibling , he tells himself. It’s just a coincidence .

It’s through the virtue of years of lying that his voice comes out steady. “There’s corruption in Rivendell too. Likely Xornoth’s work. And given that Jimmy still has Vilya-” his heart doesn’t ache when he says Jimmy’s name, it doesn’t- “well, I haven’t been able to do much.”

“Vilya?” Katherine asks.

“A ring of power. My inheritance from the Noldor.”

“Why does Jimmy have it?”

He doesn’t answer. He won’t- can’t talk about Jimmy, not without remembering how he looked with an arrow through his throat, bright smile gone and face frozen in fear. How does he explain how much Jimmy meant to him? How much he’s now giving up, knowing he’ll have to lose it one way or another?

Katherine drops the topic, seemingly sensing that she’s stumbled on something sensitive. When she has to go home, she leaves with a friendly goodbye and a promise to visit, and Scott believes neither. Who would put the effort into visiting him? He’s not a good friend, he’s not a good king, and god knows he’s not a good husband. In fact, he’s actively avoiding his husband. He may have kept the pufferfish Jimmy gave him, but that doesn’t mean anything. He can’t fall in love with Jimmy again. Loving Jimmy will kill him. (Scott ignores the small voice at the back of his head that whispers that he’s still in love with Jimmy and it’s already killing him just as he always knew it would.)

To his surprise, Katherine does come back next week, and the week after that. He’s ashamed to admit it, but there’s some part of him that’s pathetically grateful when she shows up at his doorstep. It’s a chance to not be alone . Much as he dreads the day when she finally gives up on him, it’s nice that someone cares enough to try and save him from himself.

The third week, Katherine doesn’t show up. Instead, the footsteps on the stairs are familiar in a way that makes Scott’s heart twist painfully.

He takes a deep breath. “Hello, Jimmy.”

“How’d you know it was me?” Jimmy asks. Scott can tell he’s startled by the way his voice goes up, almost frightened.

Scott steels himself, taking a deep breath before rolling over to face his ex-husband. “Do you think I could ever forget the sound of your footsteps?” He forces himself to not get distracted staring at Jimmy, instead going on before Jimmy can open his mouth. “What are you doing here?”

“Katherine asked me to visit, I’m not sure why, but...here I am. Say, why is she visiting every week?” Jimmy’s so curious. So naive, as always.

Scott laughs, bitter. “Katherine thinks she can save me.”

“Save you from what?”

Scott hears the concern in Jimmy’s words, and he can’t bring himself to break the news. It’s not as if it matters. It’s not as if Jimmy would care; he came here because of Katherine. Maybe he cared at the start of Empires, but Scott’s been nothing but rude to him since. There’s no reason for him to care. (He cares. Scott’s lying, like always. Jimmy cares and Scott knows it.)

“Save you from what?” Jimmy asks again, more insistently.

He refuses to say it. He needs Jimmy out, out of his room and out of his life before he does something he’ll regret. “You should go.” To prove his point, he tries to stand, finding himself too dizzy to quite pull it off. Jimmy rushes to catch him, and Scott hates himself just a little for how that still gives him a warm feeling.

“Scott, what is going on?”

He brushes Jimmy off, letting go of his arm and hurrying for the stairs. He can’t let Jimmy work his way into his heart again; Scott won’t be strong enough to let him go this time.

“Scott, seriously! Answer me, are you okay? What’s happening?” Jimmy sounds almost angry, but Scott can hear the distress under it and that’s what breaks him.

“I’m fading, alright?” His voice nearly breaks at the concern on Jimmy’s face when he whirls to face him. “I’m dying, now leave me alone!”

Jimmy sputters, seemingly caught off guard. “You- what- but elves don’t die, right?”

“We do. From poison, from swords-” Scott thinks back to third life- “from arrows through the throat, from grief.” The words come out more raw than he intends, leaving him scrambling to recover his composure. He takes a deep breath in and out, forcing his voice to steady again. “Come on. If you’re not going to leave, I might as well show you around.”

“You can’t just drop something like that on a man, you know!” Jimmy calls after him, although Scott can hear his footsteps following as well.

“You did ask, to be fair.” Scott replies. His voice is calm. He’s fine.

“I guess so, but- but still, dude.”

Scott pushes open the side door, holding it for Jimmy. “Here.”

Jimmy nods and slips through the door. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Scott starts towards the bridges, intending to show Jimmy the enchanting tower and then the door. He doesn’t care about how fast he’s walking, Jimmy can keep up. He’s taller than Scott and probably has better balance at the moment too. Scott’s struggling not to fall, honestly, but his pride won’t let him go slower.

Jimmy breaks the awkward silence with the question Scott least wants to hear. “So, uh..are we going to talk about 3rd life?”

“No,” Scott says firmly.

“Why not? We need to talk about it some time-”

“I said no .” He can’t talk about it.

“It’s literally killing you to not talk about it!”

The words strike right at the raw wound of Jimmy’s death, and Scott freezes. Inhales. Exhales. Tries to keep calm.

“Tell me I’m wrong, Scott!” Jimmy cries. He sounds so upset, Scott’s heart aches. “I dare you, tell me I’m wrong! Tell me you never cared about me, tell me you didn’t bother to bury me, tell me it didn’t hurt even a little when I died! Tell me I was just stupid little Jimmy, a toy for an elf who’d live far beyond my lifespan! Tell me whatever, just tell me the truth! ”

Scott takes a deep breath. “Fine. You want to know what happened after you died?” He can’t think straight through the rage clouding his head, the desperate need to prove that Jimmy’s wrong , that Scott loved him so much it’s killing him. “You want to hear about me screaming until my throat went raw? You want to know that I kissed your face and sobbed and begged you to wake up, over and over until I couldn’t speak at all? You want to live with the knowledge that Grian had to physically pull me away from your body? Is that what you want to hear, Jimmy? ” His voice damn near breaks on his husband’s name, and Scott thanks the gods he stopped believing in a long time ago that it doesn’t.

“No,” Jimmy says. His voice is soft, gentle, almost as if Scott is a wounded animal that needs a delicate touch. “That’s not what I want to hear, not at all. I’d rather you be happy than love me.”

The words punch the air from Scott’s lungs, raw and soft and real. Scott is an excellent liar. Jimmy isn’t. Scott knows that Jimmy is telling the truth. What he doesn’t know is how to handle that level of devotion. He wonders again how Jimmy- sweet, genuine Jimmy who wears his heart on his sleeve and is hopelessly devoted to an elf who can’t be fully his- chose Scott of all people. Scott, who’s as bitter as Jimmy is sweet, who’s sarcastic and snarky and hasn’t been good enough for just about anything in his life. He certainly wasn’t good enough to save Jimmy, Scott thinks bitterly.

He shakes off the thought. “I buried you on the hill above our houses. I planted a poppy over your grave.”

“Oh.”

“Grian came over the next day. I didn’t want to see anyone who wasn’t you, but I let him in because I had to. He helped me do the straps on my armor and asked me if he could do anything else to make things easier. I told him to bury me next to you.”

“Did he?”

Scott almost laughs at the innocent question. “How would I know? Grian was honorable enough, though, loyal to his allies. I like to think he did.”

“He was a good guy,” Jimmy agrees. “A little bit bloodthirsty, I guess, but good. I don’t suppose he survived any better than the rest of us, though maybe being bloodthirsty helped.”

“Maybe.”

“Can I- can I ask you why you hate me so much now?” Jimmy’s tone is uncertain, hesitant and it hurts . “I mean, if you mourned me in third life and all.”

Scott looks away from his earnest gaze, but he can’t stop the truth slipping out. “I don’t hate you.”

“You don’t?” Jimmy asks, seemingly bewildered. “But you burned the pufferfish-”

“I didn’t. I kept it.” Scott doesn’t want to think about this, wants to say it even less. “I never hated you. I don’t think I’m capable of it.”

“Then why do you keep avoiding me?”

“I’ve been kind of busy dying,” Scott says wryly, unable to resist a bit of morbid humor at his own expense.

“Scott! That’s not funny!”

“It was a little funny.”

“No!”

Jimmy sounds genuinely distressed, and Scott drops the wry smile. “Jimmy, I’m an elf. I won’t live far beyond you, but only because I’ll fade without you.” It’s a simple statement. The truth, as much as he can give.

“So your solution is to isolate yourself and fade now?” Jimmy’s outrage is justifiable, but Scott just shrugs.

“It does sound stupid when you put it like that, doesn’t it?” It really does. “But I lost you once, and I don’t think I could bear it again.”

A hand lands on Scott’s arm, and he turns, startled. Jimmy doesn’t give him time to react, throwing his arms around Scott and pulling him close. Scott almost lets out a very undignified squeak at the sudden contact, though he slowly relaxes into Jimmy’s hold.

He should pull away. He shouldn’t give Jimmy false hope like this. But Jimmy is so warm , and Scott is so unbearably cold. Every fiber of his being is screaming that this is what’s right; screw Rivendell and obligations and too-heavy crowns, Jimmy is home to him. He’s warm for the first time in months, and the most heartbreaking part is that it can’t last. He can’t do this again.

He pulls away, ignoring the painful hope on Jimmy’s face. “I’m sorry, Jimmy.” For the first time all conversation, his voice well and truly wobbles. “I can’t. Not again.”

“But-”

Scott shakes his head. “Losing you will destroy me. We dared to love, and now all we can do now is lessen the pain when it all comes crashing down.” The words are like glass in his throat, but he forces them out anyways. They have to be said.

Jimmy’s silent, and it hurts more than if Jimmy had yelled at him.

“Goodbye, Jimmy,” Scott manages, turning away before Jimmy can see the way his face twists in pain. He makes his retreat as quickly as possible, stumbling and nearly taking a tumble just before he reaches the door. Unlike before, there’s no helpful ex-husband there to catch him, to make sure he’s alright and ask a million questions until Scott’s forced to admit that he’s not okay and hasn’t been in a long time.

He fumbles with the latch, hands shaking and vision blurring. Finally, it clicks, and Scott stumbles inside and slams the door shut before sliding to the ground. He won’t cry. He won’t . He doesn’t love Jimmy, he can’t love Jimmy anymore. Jimmy was never meant to be his. They might have carved out a few precious moments, stolen them from the universe and giggled like kids with their hands in the cookie jar as they kissed amongst the flowers, but those brief moments were all they were ever going to be allowed. It was always going to end this way, Scott tells himself. There’s no use crying over a mortal who will be dead in the blink of an eye to an elf. What would his parents say? That this was typical of him, probably. Typical Scott, always wanting what he would never be able to have. Typical, predictable Scott, loving a mortal who shouldn’t be worth anything to him.

He’s crying. There are tears spotting his cyan robes, splashing onto the wood floors he worked so hard on. Scott rubs at his eyes furiously, but that only makes it worse, sobs shuddering through him and leaving him hollow and aching. He’s so cold . The ache in his chest has returned tenfold, stealing away his breath, and he curls further into himself, struggling for air.

He’s going to die. He is going to die , alone on the floor of his house because he fell for someone he couldn’t have. For all that he’s spent every minute since Jimmy’s death in 3rd life wishing for some way out of this cruel world, he’s terrified now that it seems inevitable. He’s scared in a way he hasn’t been in forever, breath coming quick and shallow. He's scared, and he is so, so tired of this ache that haunts him, the chill that he can never get rid of.

“Jimmy,” Scott whispers. There’s no way for the human to hear him, but the name brings him some comfort. “ Jimmy .” He wants his husband. He wants someone to hug him. He doesn’t want to fade away freezing and alone, no one there to hold his hand or reassure him that the pain will be over soon. Internally, he begs for someone, anyone who cares to come looking. To find him, even if they’re too late to save him. Someone. Anyone. Please.

No one comes, and Scott lays on his floor until his breathing steadies out again. His head spins when he forces himself to his feet, and he has to lean against the wall for a few moments. There’s no time for dramatics, he tells himself sternly. He has a kingdom to rule. He cannot afford to break over a mortal he never should have fallen for in the first place. He doesn’t love Jimmy anymore, he can’t .

(He’s lying. But Scott has always been an excellent liar, even when it’s to himself.)

#scott smajor #jimmy solidarity #empires smp #i maintag my fic because i dont fear god or scott smajor #my writing

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