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korizzybee · 11 months

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Imagine being Jake Sully’s and Neytiri’s adopted daughter, child of someone who was an old friend of Jake’s:

Info: reader’s mom’s avatar had darkskin black features (Afro hair + dark eyes + dark blue skin) so reader also has those features, reader has an Jamaican accent, reader is Navi Avatar hybrid and has 5 fingers and eyebrows, reader is 13 years old

Boom your mom was 5 years old when she moved from Jamaica to North America, she and Jake became childhood friends (more like they became soul siblings)

The same day the RDA recruited Jake, they recruited your mother too

She also spends time observing the Navi and learning their ways with Jake, but Tsu’Tey was her teacher instead

As she lives there for months, she and Tsu’Tey fall in love and mate at the tree of spirits (JAKE N NEYTIRI DUUUUPE)

She and Neytiri actually became pregnant at the same time, literally shortly after they both mate with their men at the spirit trees

Your dad dies during the war yada yada yada, they win and skip boring stuff

For some reason when Neytiri has her baby, your mother is unable to give birth to you and she remains pregnant for 2 more years

The pregnancy drains her energy, making her look even skinnier and her skin color fade as her cheeks become hollow

When she finally gives birth and before she dies she whispers a name that’s a mixture between her’s and Tsu’Tey’s

Neytiri holds your small crying form silently shushing you while Jake cries over your mom’s dead body, she was like an older sister to him

Jake adopts you and when you’re old enough he starts teaching you about your human culture as it was a big part of your mother’s life and she loved her culture more than anything

This leads him to also explaining why you’re different from all the other Omaticaya, but he also explains it’s not a bad thing

You growing up with mixing your life with both your Navi and Jamaican cultures

You are the closest to Neteyam, he’s SOOOOO protective over you (you are his favorite shhhh don’t tell Lo’ak)

Since you’re a lot shorter than your older siblings, you often get carried by them

Jake teaching you so much about humans, pop culture references, music tastes n everything!!!! (Girl you literally take inspiration from his teachings and make your own clothing style out of Navi clothes)

Neytiri making you the most beautiful song cord ever about the love story of your mom and Tsu’Tey and your birth

You and Kiri bonding over both being adopted

You and Tuk are so goofy together, always making Neytiri laugh n shi

You two also bond over being the babies of the family

You and Lo’ak always playing tag in the forest

You immediately loved spider when you all first met him as little kids, (I mean, your mom was once human so you didn’t hate them at all)

ALWAYS wearing your mother’s Na’vi and human hair pieces and your father’s necklaces

Jake teaching you how to fight the human way because your mom was better than everyone in the RDA at that

Going to the Lab with Kiri to see videos of your moms together (they also grew to be close friends and would sometimes just make videos of them being stupid together)

Jake and Neytiri are the only ones allowed to do your hair (your mom taught them how to take care of Afro hair once), they make sure your hair is always healthy

You look so much like your mom but you get your smile, eye shape, and bodily markings from Tsu’Tey

When you can’t sleep, Jake would tell you his childhood memories about your mom

You’re a very spiritual child, always talking with a calm voice, you’re a little shy and always have a good opinion on everyone (girl while Neteyam finna future clan leader, you’re the future Tsahik)

Boom Quaritch bitch ass shows back up (YALL IM SORRY BUT HIS AVATAR IS SO FINEEEEE) and y’all have to flee

You have your own Ikran and she’s named after your mother (let’s just call her Irie)

Y’all make it to the lands of the Metkayina and Ronal starts hating on y’all for being different then she points out how your hair and looks over all are different from your family’s

Neytiri hissing at her as Neteyam and puts you behind him side eyeing Ronal, Jake defending your looks (W DAD)

Y’all get to live among the clan and lowkey….Rotxo he kind of crushing on you I mean not tryna be that one writer butttt uhhh you are the prettiest member of your family (behind Neytiri no one beats her)

You and Rotxo lowkey be flirting with your eyes, giving each other shy looks and blushing like middle schoolers

BUT ANYWAYS THAT’S IT FOR PART 1 IMA DO A PART 2 (this has been marinating in my drafts for months)

#korizzybee’s work #x black reader #avatar 2 x reader #avatar x reader #atwow #atwow x reader #roxto x reader #roxto avatar #jake sully x daughter reader #jake sully #neteyam imagine #neteyam #neytiri #kiri sully #tuktirey #loak sully #james cameron avatar

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okay-same · 3 years

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M. Fushiguro || Girlfriend VS. Best friend! Now Fight!!

Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x Jujustu Sorcerer Fem! (Reader)

Warning: This isn’t spicy, angst kinda, language warning, it’s gonna probably get more sexual next part but either way characters are all aged up and in college, everyone is over 18

Ever since you were a child, you had been best friends with Megumi Fushiguro, and lately things had been off. You two did everything together; from killing curses and protecting the human population of Japan, to watching tv and having late night talks about life in your dorm. You were basically inseparable, but these past few weeks things had been different. Ever since Megumi went and got a girlfriend, things had definitely changed between the both of you.

You two had met when you had your fourth birthday party where Gojo (who was best friends with your dad) brought little Megumi as his plus one. It was like ever since that one fateful day, you two had been attached at the hip. Even the day you met, Megumi ended up sleeping over since Gojo got absolutely wasted with your parents and passed out in your living room.

You shared everything with one another; your feelings, food, drinks, your crazy ideas for the future, your training time, and even your clothes. There were virtually no secrets between you two, well except how you truly felt about one another. And it was safe to say, that wasn't going to be a secret for very much longer.

"Nooooo, please Y/N-chan let's watch it. I promise I'll watch Howl's with you if you watch Spirited Away with me." Yuuji pleaded, leaning for the remote on your right side and making puppy dog eyes at you so you would give in to his request. You raised the remote out of his reach, smirking at the way he was playfully pouting at you on the other side of your bed.

“You’re really going to sit through Howls with me?” You questioned, seconds away from accepting his offer, when your gaze shifted to your dorm door that suddenly burst open.

Your eyes met the dark blue gaze of your best friend under your red LED lights, raising a brow at the way he dramatically walked into the room.

"Well, hello to you too Megs."

"There you are, I've been looking for both of you for the past 20 minutes. Itadori-kun, Gojo-sensei wanted to talk to you about something. He's on the first floor looking for you," Megumi announced, ignoring your comment.

Yuuji turned to you and pointed in determination as he shimmied out of your bed.

"Rain check on Movie night?" He asked, and you rolled your eyes and nodded.

"Fineeeee, but you're buying the snacks then." You agreed, and Yuuji smiled back at you and offered his hand for you to shake.

"Deal. Movie night snacks are on me." You shook his hand in agreement and turned your attention back to Megumi who was standing at the foot of your bed waiting for Yuuji to get out of his designated spot. You sat up, reaching for the phone on your nightstand as Megumi made himself at home on your bed and Yuuji went to find Gojo.

"What's up Megs?" You asked, seeing that something was clearly bothering your brooding best friend. You were ready to listen to whatever rant he was about to make you endure, while you sorted through the messages that you had to reply to.

“I hate that women are so complicated,” He answered, leaning his head on your left shoulder while you resisted the urge to cuddle into him. He absent minded grabbed your right hand and started interlocking your fingers, tracing circles with his thumb into the back of your hand.

“Men aren’t any better if those are the other horizons you were looking towards,” You joked, putting on Netflix and handing him the remote so he could pick what you were going to watch. You had developed a sort of wordless routine around one another when you were alone, you were the only person Megumi went to for physical affection since he was a kid so he took every chance you had together to touch you in some way.

"I had a fight with Mira-san, and I don't know what to do." He revealed and you fought the urge to roll your eyes. You had a feeling that it had been his girlfriend bothering him, but as a supportive best friend you tried not to assume.

"Oh really, what happened?" You asked disinterestedly while you checked who had messaged you.

You replied to Yuta-senpai, who had asked you how you were and told him you couldn't wait for him to come back and visit you. You also had some texts from the group chat with Nobara and Maki, asking you if you were still on for shopping tomorrow and as you were about to send her back the confirmation you felt a hand on your thigh.

Instantly your gaze shot up to Megumi, feeling like the skin underneath his hand was growing hotter. He was gazing at you with one of his rare determined expressions.

"What's wrong?" You asked, trying to suppress the shivers that were running down your spine at the contact. You were used to Megumi touching you out of nowhere to get your attention, but the way his eyes were boring into yours was different this time.

"I have to ask you something and I need you to be completely honest with me." He let out, and you nodded.

"Yeah, of course. What's going on Megs? You know I'll answer whatever you want to know."

"Do you think that our relationship isn't completely friendly?" He questioned, and you could feel your heart racing in your chest. His hand was still firmly on your thigh and the combination of his hand, and piercing gaze was starting to get to you. You felt your stomach tighten, nerves building as you searched for a non suspicious way to answer his question.

"What do you mean completely friendly? I've known you since we were literally 4 years old Megumi, I think you're basically considered family at this point. You're like my parent's unofficial adopted child." You responded, trying to play off the slight raise in octave in your voice as you tried to convince him and yourself that you were almost insulted at the question.

“So you’ve never felt anything romantic towards me then?” He outright asked you, making your eyes go wide. You glanced down at his hand on your thigh, it was absolutely still and you couldn’t stop the racing of your heart in your chest.

“Why are you asking me that all of a sudden? What type of fight did you have with Mira-San?” You questioned back, shooting up from your bed and turning away from Megumi so he couldn’t see your blush. You pretended to be interested in a sheet of paper that was on your desk, trying to suppress the heat that was traveling up your neck to your cheeks.

“It’s just that we fought about, well you and me actually. Mira-san thinks that we have feelings for each other and no matter how many times I tell her that you’re just my best friend, every fight we have always seems to circle back to us.” Megumi answered, and you turned to look at him in shock.

You couldn’t believe she had actually noticed your feelings for the brunette sorcerer, you had been so accustomed to hiding how you felt from everyone that it was one of the first times you truly felt caught. You had your words stuck in your throat, your brain was working overtime to try and find a way out of this conversation but there was nothing you could come up with.

“You mean you’ve fought with her multiple times about this?” You said, and he nodded.

“Is that why you haven’t been coming over as often? Because your girlfriend thinks I’m in love with you?” You continued, feeling your stomach tighten once more.

“She doesn’t just think you’re in love with me, she's convinced that I’m also in love with you. Can you believe it? I keep telling her she’s crazy, but lately everytime I tell her I’m going to hang out with you she tries to keep me longer and then it just gets too late to come over.” He explained and you knew you shouldn’t but you felt anger beginning to build.

“So you mean to tell me, that your girlfriend who is constantly around me and has never mentioned anything about this, is trying to get you to stop hanging out with me because she thinks I like you?” You asked for clarification and Megumi’s eyes went wide. He quickly stood and grabbed your shoulders, rubbing his thumbs on your arms. It was something he frequently did when he was trying to calm you down.

“No, she’s not trying to get us to stop hanging out. She’s just worried that you may have hidden intentions towards me. She really likes you, she just has the wrong idea.” He denied and that’s when you felt your blood begin to boil.

“Megumi, please don’t try and lie about what she’s doing. If you think that’s the case then you know what? Maybe we shouldn’t hang out at all. I mean I would hate to damage your relationship with some girl you’ve known for the past 5 months.” You snapped suddenly, not missing the way hurt flashed in Megumi’s eyes as you pushed his hands off you and walked towards the door.

“Wait Y/-,” Megumi began to protest, but you interrupted him.

You grabbed the door, pulled it open and stared at Megumi.

“Get out,” You ordered, gaze hardening so that the tears that were beginning to build wouldn’t fall.

“Are you serious right now?” He questioned, still not walking towards the door.

“Abso-fucking-lutely. Get the fuck out of my room Fushiguro.” You answered and he finally began to walk towards you and the door.

“Fine. I’ll talk to you later then,”

“Good luck with that.” You bid your farewell, slamming the door behind him and resting behind it. All the tears you had been suppressing were free falling now, you used one hand to cover your mouth while you thought about what had just happened.

You just lost your best friend.

3 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑....

It had been months since your fight with Megumi, and true to your word you didn’t talk to him.

You avoided him at every opportunity. Leaving any room that he was in alone with you, shooting down every attempt at a conversation and staying as far as physically possible from him when you were all hanging out in the common rooms.

It was getting to the point where you had borderline replaced him with anyone that was available, and you were starting to suffer because of it.

“So, not that I don’t love having cute dates with my students but shouldn’t you be here with Megumi-Chan?” Gojo questioned as he reached over and grabbed some fries from your tray while you glared at your phone.

You were watching his girlfriend’s Instagram story, frowning at the image of annoyed looking Megumi covering his face as they had a picnic.

“Shut up and eat. You owe me for breaking my finger during training, I’m not exactly overjoyed to be with you either. If Yuuji didn’t have remedial classes he would be here right now,” You demanded, looking up at your white haired teacher who was grinning at you.

“Oh come on, you know you love me,” he teased and you rolled your eyes.

“Actually considering you’ve been annoying me since birth, I kinda hate you,” You deadpanned and he laughed,

“Well if you hate me so much then why was I your first choice?” He batted his eyelashes at you, making you snort.

“Because as much as I hate you, you’re rich,” you answered, grinning as you reached for his milkshake and stole a sip.

“Gold digger,” he playfully gasped and you rolled your eyes. You were about to reply when you heard someone clear their throat beside you.

You looked up and saw Megumi and his beaming girlfriend who was standing beside him admiring Gojo. You felt dread fill your being as he looked at you and Gojo with annoyance.

“Wow you two! Crazy seeing you here,” Gojo greeted, sneaking a glance at you and his playful gaze softened when he saw your expression.

“Yeah, crazy. Hi Gojo-san, Y/N-San, are you guys staying? Do you mind if we sit here?” Mira-san asked while she pulled up a chair to our table. You instantly got up as she settled down. Megumi instantly reached for your hand as you moved to walk away,

“Stay, come on. It’s been months.” He pleaded in a low whisper, and even though you felt like your stomach had a zoo going rampant inside of it you pulled your hand back. You regretted looking into his eyes, it was easier to get mad at Megumi for being influenced by a girl he just met, then acknowledge that he had an idea of how you felt and still chose her.

You pulled back your hand and turned to look at Mira, who was sitting smug in her chair.

“Sorry I realized I was late to something, you two can enjoy the table.”

“Well it was great seeing you, kid. We’re going to head out to that rooftop I mentioned earlier. Now you two, enjoy your youth. I’ll make sure Y/N does,” Gojo announced, standing and as gracefully as you’ve ever seen him, pushed in his chair and ran a hand through his hair.

He turned his head towards Megumi, walked over to you, flashing him an obnoxious smile and put his hand on the small of your back leading you out.

You wordlessly let Gojo lead you to the front register, where he thanked the waitress and you walked out. You were so engrossed in your thoughts that you didn’t realize you had absentmindedly grabbed Gojo’s hand, until you were about to cross a street and he pulled you back.

“Hey, Y/N-Chan. We drove here and the car is the other way, come on I’ll take you back to the dorms.” He explained and you looked up at him with an absentminded expression.

“How bad did it look?” You asked, knowing he would tell you brutally how bad it seemed.

“It was a complete trainwreck. Honestly it was like a k-drama but Megumi-Chan is still a little girl, he needs to grow into his protagonist role already.” He answered, trying to lighten the mood, and you let out a small chuckle.

“I can’t keep hanging out with him having movie nights if he knows how I feel. I don’t want to keep pretending anytime my eyes meet him when we’re dancing at some event that I don’t want to kiss him. For the first time in months I haven’t had to pretend.” You let out and he put his hand on your shoulder in sympathy. You couldn’t believe you had actually said it out loud, and much less to Gojo of all people. But it did kind of make sense.

“Come on kid, let’s go somewhere. You need to get some fresh air.” Gojo advised, pulling your hand towards the direction of the car and wordlessly leading you somewhere to get your mind off things.

You were getting in the passenger seat of the car when you were pulled back by the arm, you turned to see an out of breath Megumi that was holding his chest. He was glaring at Gojo, and there was the brief moment of hope where you thought you saw hints of jealousy in his glare. You glanced at him confused and ripped your arm out of his hold.

“Listen, I know you may not want to hear this from me right now but I fucking hate this. I don’t want to be fighting anymore and I don’t want one stupid argument to throw all of this away. It was stupid to question our friendship and I know that now but you’re the one throwing away 14 years of friendship for a girl I met 5 months ago, not me.” He said and he reached out to grab your hand. You looked at him for a moment, and felt all the feelings that you had been holding back for the past 6 months bubble to the surface.

“Megumi, I’m not the one wh-,” You began to explain and he interrupted you by grabbing your face.

You stopped mid sentence, Megumi leaned into you and closed his eyes before placing his lips on yours. You stopped breathing for a moment, closing your eyes out of instinct and grabbing onto his shirt.

Megumi was kissing you. You were kissing Megumi. Megumi and you were kissing in the middle of the sidewalk.

“Wow how does that song go? I don’t like your girlfriend, I think you need a new one.” Gojo joked and you pulled apart.

What the fuck.

#jjk fic #jjk #jjk imagines #jjk x reader #megumi fushiguro #megumi x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #nanami kento #yuuji itadori #itadori x reader #Anime #self insert #character x reader

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vrisrezis · 3 years

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What are your thoughts of the matsunos falling in love with a maid from a maid cafe? And how they eventually go out? (Ichimatsu obviously liking a cat themed maid nya:3)

Hmmm okay !!

Reader is gn btw

Warning This is so bad and in some parts cringe i apologize in advance

He knew what his intentions were coming here. Osomatsu came here to see women in maid outfits because he’s a little perv. He knew he had no chance with anyone here but who is he to pass up an opportunity.

When he first met you, he couldn’t help but stare for awhile. He just thought you were super cute and he wanted to get to know you but sadly you showed no interest. Doesnt mean he stopped trying. There was something about you that was different.

You often took his orders, he fell for you just because you were just so cute and just so nice to him compared to the others here.

He found this out rather quick too, he was rather happy about it though actually.

Compared to the others … key words.. btw … because that doesn’t mean you were exactly nice. Which you shouldn’t btw this man is the worst.

However

You bothered with him when the others didnt, and at this point you just knew who he was. He tried talking to you for a bit, at most he got 6 minutes.

“Y/n chaaaaan~~” “Osomatsu you cant come in here just to talk to me, you have to order something!” “Fineeeee!”

Eventually he asked you out, he was growing impatient at this point so he went for it. He was surprised when you said yes.

Maybe you were interested after all.

Karamatsu came for coffee. Knowing him, he didn’t even read the sign that stated it was a maid cafe so imagine his surprise when he realizes this.

He is not disappointed, flirting with every maid there but only to be ignored.

Until you come in..

He’s not sure what it is, but there’s something special about you. One glance at him and he knows he’s falling for you. He’s definitely a love at first sight kinda dude.

He finds himself putting on that cool guy act 10 times over. The next time he comes over he definitely is wearing shinier pants.

Which he did btw.

He may be super painful, but it’s in a cute way… that’s what you insisted on to the other maids at least.

Sometimes he just said random crap he thought sounded cool.

One time he came over, ordered his usual. He’d talk to you for a bit, however before he left you gave him a slip of paper with you number.

“Call me sometime karamatsu”

He had a big blush on his face, but managed to pull off a cool smirk. “Will do darling..”

Choromatsu would be nervous as hell the first time he went. Being the perv he is though, of course he’s going in willingly. He falls for you right away, you’re just so kind and friendly. Plus you’re adorable, how could he not?

He ends up wasting a lot of money just to see you, and falls harder for you when you both end up talking about your hobbies or interests and whatnot. Yeah because you totally don’t have anyone else to attend to…….

At this point it’s clear he’s just there to talk to you, but hey more money so who cares. He’s too nervous to actually ask you out or anything though.

Honestly he just ended up bumping into you in public on accident, “o-oh! Hey!” He said with a wave and you waved back.

He wasn’t used to not seeing you in that maid outfit but, it still made him blushy to see you somehow. There was something so personal about seeing the person you’re crushing on being normal. Is that weird?

Probably.

He’s staring, he realizes.

He looks away, “hey..” he hears you say, and his head snaps back to your direction. “You wanna like.. get a coffee sometime? Just me and you? No maid cafe..”

Listen ichimatsu came here for the cats he had no idea that this is what it was gonna be.

He is not disappointed he just wishes there were cats.

However, he felt some auras from these maids.

They’re overly confident, bratty, snarky, judgmental, just awful in general and obviously this intimidated him for a moment. Or more like pissed him off a bit.

Then you came in, you were by far the cutest and the nicest. Suddenly he felt so happy being there.

Anytime you two talked nowadays. There was always his little smile and a blush on his face.

You honestly thought he was cool, he was hard to read, he loved cats, and he was so mellow. What isnt there to like?!

He liked coming here often nowadays, but he knows his brothers will catch on. He had told you about his brothers before, you two would converse on your break a lot. Which he enjoyed.

“Huh… well if you don’t want your brothers coming here, then start going somewhere else?” You suggested.

He didn’t wanna admit he hated the idea of not seeing you again.

He nodded in agreement nonetheless.

He felt darker than usual.

Before he left that day though, he heard you yell for him.

“Take this, my number! Call me sometime, we can make plans to meet up!” You said with a kind smile.

Suddenly it felt like his dark aura wasn’t as bad as it was before.

Jyushimatsu was swinging his baseball bat for awhile, and then just stumbled upon the place.

He thought it was a place for dogs in all honesty. Imagine his surprise to see pretty (mostly women) in maid outfits with some dog ears and tails!

He was most enamored by you though.

You were really cute, so he couldn’t help but stare a lot.

That’s what he convinced himself anyways.

You were often happy to see him in particular though, the men that came here can be crude, and have even tried to assault you before. Seeing somebody so kind and seemingly innocent was refreshing.

The way he’d blush and smile at you, and converse with you about normal things and not about your job or the way you looked, it made you feel special. He talked to you like a normal human being.. even if he wasn’t exactly normal.

He loved making you laugh, and he quickly realized how much he loved hearing your laugh.

He wanted to see you outside of this, see you be normal.

“Do you wanna go out with me!” He asked with his usual smile.

Who were you to deny such a cute face?

Todomatsu knew what this was, however he actually doesn’t have much an interest in stuff like this. Yeah he likes seeing the women in maid outfits because damn they hot, and it’s in real life!! But honestly? He gets too nervous about people catching him being here. Admittedly he tried to be as secretive about this as possible as he didn’t want his brothers to come here and ruin everything. This was something good he wanted to keep to himself.. for now.

Most of the time he found it hard to enjoy himself because he was so worried somebody would catch him here. But there was a reason he came so much.

You of course!

When he first came here, there was… certainly something about you that he couldn’t quite place. You made him so nervous and blushy compared to the others. He knew he was falling and pretty fast too!

You two would often talk, and it being about normal things which you appreciated. It wasn’t often you got to, totty actually figured you got comments about your appearance a lot so he never mentioned anything.

He did call you cute though. Which you weren’t used to.

You were used to guys calling you hot and sexy, not cute. It made you feel nice though.

So maybe you were falling for him too.

“Hey… totty?” “Yes…?”

“Do you wanna go on a date with me?”

“A… d-d-date?!!!”

B…

BINGO!

#choromatsu x reader #ichimatsu x reader #jyushimatsu x reader #karamatsu x reader #osomatsu x reader #todomatsu x reader #ososan x reader #osomatsusan x reader

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fantastic-bby · 4 years

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Lia

Pairing: (F)Reader x Felix

Word count: 2.6k

Genre: Guardian Angel!Felix | Fluff | Romance

Summary: When Felix accidentally reveals himself to you, he has no other choice but to explain what he was planning. You think through the many years spent together, reliving those moments that he’s been by your side when he suggests taking you up to Heaven to turn you into an angel.

Warnings: Mentions of a car accident | Mentions of alcohol

Masterlist || Chan - Maive || Minho - Kira || Changbin - Skye || Hyunjin - Nova || Jisung - Blair || Seungmin - Raisha || Jeongin - Avia

“F-Felix?”

“I-I can explain,” he stutters. You stare at his wings in complete disbelief. You watch the way they fold behind him ever so shyly when he realises he’s too far deep in to make any excuses. “I’m your guardian angel.” You can feel your heart racing in your chest and before you know it, you’ve collapsed. Felix lets out a panicked squeak before running to catch you. “(Y/n)?” He tries shaking you to wake you up, but when it’s obvious that you’re unconscious, he’s even more panicked. “Oh god, o-okay.”

Without any other options left, Felix resorts to carrying you to his bedroom and tucking you in before he moves to his living room. He tells himself he’ll just tell you it’s a dream when you wake up.

Oh how Felix manages to mess that up.

“It was not a dream.” You almost choke when you see your boyfriend standing in the kitchen with a pair of wings extending from his bare back. Felix whips around and almost spits out the orange juice he was drinking when he sees you.

“Oh my god,” he winces as he realises he was being careless around you again. Felix moves to you slowly. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.” He realises how tense you are. He can sense how scared you are. “I know how weird and freaky this seems, but I would never hurt you.”

“T-Then, why d-d-do you have w-wings?” Your eyes are still fixated on his wings.

“I am your guardian angel. The simplest way I can put it is that I was assigned to protect you when you turned 16,” Felix explains, “I’m basically supposed to watch over you until your time comes. I keep you safe from demon stuff and spirits and all the jazz.”

“You say ‘all that jazz’ like it’s so normal,” you huff. He gives you a sheepish smile.

“I wasn’t supposed to show you I was a guardian angel—damn it,” he groans. “I’m not usually this careless around my humans.” You watch the way Felix runs a frustrated hand through his hair. He’s fucked up. He’s already getting shit for dating you, now the deities are going to pound on him for revealing himself.

“So…” you trail off as you let the new information process in your mind, “you’re my guardian angel.” Felix nods.

“Whenever a human turns 16, a guardian angel gets assigned to them. It’s up to the angel how they’d go about the protection,” he explains slowly, worried that you might get confused, “they could stay hidden or show themselves and be a close friend to watch over you. Some angels just float around secretly and others will just add themselves into your lives; like I did.” You stare at him blankly. “(Y/n)? You in there?” He waves a hand in front of your face.

“Y-Yeah,” you quickly nod. “It’s just a bit much. I didn’t think angels existed.” You continue to just stare at him, taking in the sight of his new form. A few moments pass before you step closer, your hand reaching out towards his wings. “May I?”

“O-Oh,” he nods. “Go ahead.” Your fingers come into contact with his feathers and you’re surprised at just how soft they are. Felix subconsciously retracts them shyly, a blush coming on his cheeks when he hears your thoughts. He relaxes a tad, letting you admire his wings.

“Your wings are so pretty,” you breathe out softly as you bring your other hand up to brush through his feathers. He turns away from you, hiding his blush the more your fingers gently graze his wings. “Wait.” The realisation strikes you and you pull away to look at Felix. “If you’re my guardian angel, then is this…” you gesture to the both of you, “okay? Shouldn’t there be rules on these kinds of things?”

“Ahah,” Felix lets out an awkward laugh. “Yeah, they’re not that happy with me on that. They’re giving me a pass because they said you’re good.” You give him a questioning look. “Well, say you’re good enough to be an angel, they’ll make you one. That way, we’ll be angels together.” He has a shy smile on his freckled face. “That is if—you know—you would like to join me in becoming an angel.” Your heart softens.

You’ve never loved anyone more than you’ve loved Felix; that much you’re sure of. He had been by your side throughout high school and college; even staying with you after you had both graduated and moved to working your own separate jobs. Staying by your side may have been his job, but he made you happy.

The many times he had run over to your apartment whenever you felt unsafe finally made sense. Felix always came quick. Even when you were both in high school, Felix somehow managed to sneak his way into your family’s hearts as well. Your parents barely bat an eye whenever he slept over for weekly movie nights and they never really questioned it whenever he would show up unannounced on days you were feeling your worst.

“Are you okay?” he questioned softly when he found you crying in the corner of your bedroom. You shook your head. Felix sat beside you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to bring your head to his chest. “I’m here for you. I’ll always be here.” His words stuck to you. Ever since then, the first person you’d reach out to was always Felix.

Even when you were in that car accident, all you could think about was him.

The damage was so much that you knew you were slowly starting to lose consciousness. Everything was becoming blurrier and the dark spots in your vision were getting bigger. The moment Felix came to your mind, you swear you heard him calling out to you right before you lost consciousness. When you came to, you were in a hospital with Felix sleeping in the sofa chair beside your bed. You felt terrible. The first thing you heard other than the beeping from the machines that you were attached to was snoring from your friend. You turned and your chapped lips parted when you saw him sleeping, soft snores leaving past his own parted lips.

You turned to look around the room, wondering just how you ended up in the hospital; the memory of Felix running up to you completely hidden in your mind. “You’re finally awake.” His voice makes you turn to see him looking at you with lazy eyes.

“What happened?” Your voice came out raspy, causing you to cough.

“You got into an accident,” he muttered as he sat upright, stretching his arms out above his head. “The doctor told me to get him when you wake up.” Felix stood up, scooching over to your bed. His hand brushed your matted hair gently. “I’ll be right back, okay?” Your hand quickly moved to wrap around his wrist, stopping him from moving away.

“Don’t leave,” you said softly. Felix’s eyes immediately softened.

“Just for a moment, (Y/n). I need to get the doctor,” he told you, his hand adjusting to hold yours; thumb gently running over your knuckles. “I promise I’ll be back.” Your grip around his hand loosened as he left your hospital room. You sat in your bed, waiting a few minutes before he returned with a nurse. Felix called your family before moving to stay by your side while the nurse called your doctor.

Felix was there even when you were coming home drunk from a college party.

“(Y/n), be careful!” he squeaked when you trip over your heels. “Take those off. You can wear my sneakers.” Felix slips his shoes off and slides them over to you.

“Thaaaaank you, Lixieeeee,” you giggled, slipping your feet into his shoes. “What about you?” You looked down at his socked feet.

“Don’t worry about me. Let’s just get you home.” He continued to carefully guide you home, holding your hand gently until you reached your dorm. “Drink this,” Felix handed you a glass of water. You take it, gulping down the entire glass. “Careful! You’ll choke,” he scolded. You gave him a look before placing the glass on the counter.

“I’m fineeeee,” you slurred. Felix shook his head before guiding you to your bedroom. “Just get some sleep, okay?” He handed you a random t-shirt, turning around to let you change before helping you into bed.

“Don’t leave me,” you whined when he started to leave. Felix let out a soft sigh.

“Do you want me to stay in your living room?” he questioned. You shook your head, grabbing his wrist and tugging him into bed with you.

“Stay with me, Lixie,” you muttered against his shoulder. Felix blushed at the close contact, unsure of what he should do with his arms. “You know Lixie,” you started softly, “we’ve been friends for so long, but I think I like you more than that.” He froze at your words. “You’re so cute and you’re so nice to me.” You looked up at him, your hands moving to cup his face. “Your freckles are so pretty. They’re like stars,” your thumb ran over his freckled cheeks. Felix stared at you, unsure of what he should say. He had feelings for you. He just didn’t want to say anything because he was your guardian.

“Get some sleep, (Y/n),” he finally said.

“Thank you, Lixie,” you hum as you snuggle into his chest. Felix barely missed the soft ‘I love you’ that slips past your lips. He dismissed it as your drunken haze, not wanting to dwell on anything that would only make his feelings for you grow. Felix closed his eyes, making a mental note to grab some ibuprofen for you when the morning comes.

He was even there the time you got into a fight with a classmate, resulting in many bruises to your face.

“(Y/n), (Y/n), calm down,” Felix frantically tried to calm you down.

“No! This bitch deserves it!” you stubbornly yap as you still tried to reach out to her.

“She’s not worth it, (Y/n),” he grabbed onto your waist and pulled you away.

“Pussy!” your classmate spat at you.

“Come on, (Y/n). Let’s just head home,” he muttered as he started to drag you away from her. You only managed to calm down when Felix dragged you back to his place where he cleaned up the busted lip your classmate gave you.

“And then she said you were not even that great of a dancer! Do you know how much of an asshole she is?!” you rambled. Felix only nodded, humming every once in a while to let you know he was listening. “She called my dog ugly! My dog! That tiny ball of fluff that’s the same exact breed as hers! She’s pretty much calling her own dog ugly.”

“Don’t worry about it, (Y/n). She’s not worth your energy,” he hummed when he deemed your face cleaned up. “Now, how about I heat up some leftover pizza and we can watch a movie together? How does that sound?” Felix’s suggestion did little to bring your mood up, but you agree nonetheless. You watched as he moved around the kitchen, putting pizza into the microwave and grabbing a few bottles of soju from the fridge. The years you’ve spent together slowly settle in your mind and you realised just how much time he had spent with you.

You thought through the years and you realise:

You love him.

“(Y/n)?” Felix waved his hand in front of your face. “You in there?” You nodded.

“Yeah, I’m here.”

Felix only realised he was falling in love with you when you got accepted into the dean’s list together. He thought the smile on your face was the most beautiful he had ever seen. Felix liked seeing you happy. He realised that when you ran up to him with open arms.

“Felix! We’re in the dean’s list!” you excitedly giggled as you hold up your phone to show him the email.

“Yeah,” he nodded, “we are.” Felix couldn’t hold back his smile at how happy you looked. He thought you were radiating—glowing—and he realised how much shit he was in just by falling in love with you. He tried so hard to keep his feelings at bay, but when he realised he couldn’t anymore, he started thinking of a plan.

The thought of turning you into an angel only came to Felix’s mind when he found a fallen angel lurking around your apartment. If you joined the angels, you would be safe from their influence. Not only that, Felix would be with you forever. He kept the plan in his mind, only opting to bring it up to his deities when they finally figured out what he was doing.

It was a normal movie night for the both of you. You had just gotten home from your part time job and Felix was lurking around your kitchen to see what kind of snacks you had hidden from him. When he heard your door open, he peeked over your fridge door to see him dragging yourself into your home tiredly.

“How was work?” he questioned as he finally pulled out two bottles of beer from your fridge.

“Terrible,” you sighed. “I’m just glad I can finally relax and just watch movies with you.” Felix could feel himself lightening up when he hears just how relieved you are to be home.

“I picked out something fun.”

“Horror fun or funny fun?” You gave him a weird look.

“Funny fun.” His clarification makes you feel more relieved.

“There’s popcorn in the cupboard next to the fridge. I’m gonna go get cleaned up first.” You disappeared into your bedroom, leaving Felix to prepare the living room. When you come out, you’re pleasantly surprised when you see him surrounded by a makeshift pillow fort. “How’d you get this up so quickly?” you asked with a small smile.

“Speed, and also,” Felix turned around to grab a cushion, “you have a lot of cushions for one person.” The smile on your face didn’t disappear even when you carefully crawled into the fort where he had set up your laptop. “It's a perfect space for cuddles.” He outstretched his arms, making grabby hands to silently ask you to crawl into his embrace. You climbed into his arms, letting Felix hold you tightly against him.

“Let’s start.” You hit play, letting the movie start while resting your head on your best friend’s chest. Felix didn’t plan it, but when you realised he wasn’t watching the movie, you looked up at him. “You in there?” Your voice was soft, sounding genuinely concerned. He stared at you—blinking a few times—and leaned down to kiss you. You didn’t move; shocked by the sudden gesture, but you kissed him back nonetheless. When he pulled away, your face was completely red. “Felix-”

“I’m in love with you,” he confessed. Felix awaited your response, feeling his confidence slowly fading away the longer you just stared at him. Instead of rejecting him, your hand came up to cup his cheek.

“I love you, too.” Your thumb brushed over his cheekbone gently. “I’ve been in love with you since we started college.”

“Yeah,” he chuckles, “you told me that time you were drunk. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to embarrass you.”

“What?!” you squeak. Your face became even more red if it was possible.

“What? I saved you the embarrassment,” he cheekily teased.

“(Y/n)? You in there?” Felix’s voice pulls you out of the memories you were replaying in your mind. You nod, smiling at the phrase he’s used so many times whenever you’d zone out.

“I’m here.” You take a step closer to him and take his hands in yours. “I’ll be an angel with you.” A smile breaks onto his face. “I want to be with you forever.”

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jaehyunhour · 4 years

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love in my pocket | dong sicheng

summary: winwin is just your neighbor who you secretly pine over after he so gracefully saves you from a spider in your shower, until he lets you borrow a sweater and in the pocket you find an ipod, and a playlist with your name on it.

playlist found here! // request found here!

warnings: none really, just a lot of fluff! but there is a brief mention of vomit (you’ll see).

words: 3,020.

you knock rapidly on your next door neighbor’s door, jumping in place and sweat dripping down your forehead. you look around to make sure no one can see you standing outside of your neighbor’s apartment door with only a towel wrapped around your body. “c’monnnn,” you silently beg to whatever god is listening. “please be home, please.” just as you’re about to accept defeat and walk back to your apartment, the door swings open and there stands your surprisingly cute neighbor.

“oh! oh, when my landlord told me a cute boy moved in next door i didn’t think she was all that serious,” you say, before slapping a hand over your mouth. “oh my god, i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to say that.”

“can i help you?” he says, cocking an eyebrow as he eyes you up and down.

“yeah! yeah, uh,” you pause for a moment to think about why you came here so suddenly. that’s right! “sorry to bother you, neighbor, but there is a huge spider in my bathroom and i don’t have the heart to kill it but i am absolutely terrified to try and get it, and i’m hoping you could come get it for me?” you bat your eyelashes quickly at him and he sighs before pinching the bridge of his nose.

“yeah, sure,” he says, following you into your apartment. you hand him a glass and a sheet of paper while holding your towel tight against your body. you watch as he carefully catches the spider in the glass, examining it for a split second and showing it to you before taking it outside and releasing it. he returns your glass and just as he’s about to leave, you stop him.

“i didn’t even get your name,” you say.

“it’s sicheng, but you can call me winwin. most people do anyway.”

“thank you for saving my life, winwin. i owe you one,” you respond with a wink.

he lets out a chuckle. “i wouldn’t quite say i saved your life. don’t worry about it! it’s what neighbors do. have a good shower.”

winwin invades your thoughts as you shower, thinking about how quick he was to help you, and how gentle he was capturing the spider. he didn’t even try to sneak a glance at your ass when you bent over to show him where the spider was. he was cute. almost too cute.

that very same night, you call your friend to tell him about your unusual first encounter with your neighbor.

“yangyang, he was so CUTE, i still can’t believe it! and he didn’t even try to stare at my ass when i was bent over and i was just in a towel, he’s so nice,” you coo, looking outside of your window in the hopes of catching a glance of winwin. you never noticed how your window looked right into his window.

“what’s his name again?” yangyang asks.

“winwin! well, sicheng, but he said i can call him winwin because everyone does.”

“hmm, it sounds familiar. i think he’s friends with that guy in my creative writing class, hendery. hendery is throwing a party this weekend, if you want to comeeeee, i bet your new lover will be there.”

��i’ll think about it,” you say, taking one last peek outside your window and seeing winwin shuffling into his room and flopping onto his bed.

and think about it you did, for too long, but you ultimately decided on going to the party. even if winwin didn’t show up, you would be an absolute fool to pass up the opportunity for free alcohol. upon your arrival, you took a quick tour of the party to see winwin was nowhere to be seen. and, not knowing anyone else at the party besides yangyang, who was currently immersed in conversation with a couple of guys from one of his classes, you headed to the alcohol table to begin drinking.

one shot turned into two, then three, then four, then… nine? ten? eleven? you look down at your hand where you were keeping track of the amount of alcohol you’d had, one tally mark for every shot, but your vision was blurred and you had stopped keeping track after six. you sigh in frustration, upset that you were already so drunk and winwin was nowhere to be seen. right in that moment, as if you’d manifested him in thin air, winwin walks through the front door. he takes a look around the room, locking eyes with you and giving you a smile. you flash a smile back, taking a final shot before quickly running over to greet him at the door.

“winwinnnnnn,” you hiccup. “you made it! i’ve been waiting all night for you, g-god i’m so drunk already, why didn’t you come earlier?”

“i was studying… how much did you have to drink?” he asks, concern on his face. you giggle before shrugging your shoulders and extending your hand out to him. he looks at the tally marks and then back up at your face.

“i stopped keeping track, but i know i’ve had that many. come! i have someone i want you to meet,” you grab his hand before pulling him into the kitchen, and quickly coming up to yangyang.

“yangyang! this is my super cute neighbor the one i was telling you about, who killed my spider, remember? my room looks into his room,” you overshare. winwin blushes at your words, and his palms begin to sweat at the realization that you’re still holding his hand.

“nice to meet you,” yangyang says, extending his hand to shake winwin’s. “i’m sorry about her, she doesn’t normally get this drunk. just say the word and i’ll take her off your hands.”

“nice to meet you too… hey do you know where hendery is?” winwin asks.

“he went upstairs like 20 minutes ago,” yangyang responds.

winwin lets out a sigh. “he’s definitely not coming back down then. i can take care of y/n, don’t worry about it. enjoy the party.” winwin pulls on your hand, leading you to the fridge. you hop onto the counter next to it, as winwin opens it and pulls a water bottle out. he opens and hands it to you.

“y/n be careful when you’re drinking because your stomach—“ winwin begins, but you don’t give him the chance to finish as you begin gulping down the water. “you’re going to throw up if you drink it that fast!”

“i’ll be fineeeee,” you say, finishing the water bottle. but just a few seconds later, you’re clutching your stomach and holding in the vomit that’s slowly climbing up your throat. winwin senses the oncoming danger, pulling you off the counter and quickly getting you into the bathroom. once inside, you immediately open the toilet and begin vomiting. winwin holds onto your hair as you’re bent over the toilet bowl, making sure none of it gets into your hair. a tiny bit gets onto your shirt, and once you’ve emptied the contents of your stomach you pull back and rest on the bathroom wall.

“fuck, i’m sorry, winnie. i’m normally not this messy,” you say. you look down to see the slight vomit on your shirt and let out a frustrated whine. “aw man, i got some on my shirt! fuck.” and without thinking, you pull your shirt off, leaving you in just a bra in front of winwin as you throw the shirt into the trash.

“are you sure about that? we could’ve just cleaned it,” winwin says.

“i didn’t like that shirt all that much anyway.”

“here,” winwin says, pulling his sweater off swiftly before handing it to you. his eyes are looking everywhere but your chest as you sit there, cleavage out for him to see.

“you know, it’s okay to look, winwin.”

“you’re drunk, i’m not going to look. just put the sweater on and i’ll take you home.” and with that, you slip winwin’s sweater on and he drives you home, but not before telling yangyang that you’re leaving. once at your apartment, he makes you shower as he shuffles through your kitchen for something to make you, ultimately settling for spicy ramen and minute rice. when you step out of the shower thirty minutes later, feeling like a real human being again, you’re surprised to still see winwin in your apartment on your couch.

“hi!” he says excitedly, seeing you step into the living room in your pajamas with a towel drying your hair. “i made you some ramen and some rice, it’s on the table and there’s some pain relievers too. eat, then take the pain relievers so when you wake up your head won’t hurt.” winwin quickly heads to the door, but he’s stopped by you again.

“wait! aren’t you forgetting something?” you say, cocking an eyebrow at him.

winwin thinks for a second, before walking up to you and pressing a quick kiss on your lips. it’s so quick you can’t even react or kiss back. your face turns red before you start laughing nervously. “i meant your sweater, but thanks for that, i guess?”

now it’s his turn to blush, and his entire face flushes red. “o-oh, yeah, uh, do you mind washing it first? before you give it back, since… y’know?”

“yeah of course.” you pause for a moment. “thank you for taking care of me tonight, winwin. i appreciate it.”

“it’s what neighbors do,” he says, swiftly exiting your apartment.

the next day you wake up, surprisingly not hungover and glad winwin made you take those pain relievers before sleeping. you quickly grab winwin’s sweater off your desk chair, determined to wash it with your laundry to return it to him in the same day. as you reach into the inside pockets, clearing it before stuffing it with your clothes, you find an iPod.

“an ipod? really? dude, who still uses these things,” you say, sitting on your bed as you look through his music. “well, at least it’s an ipod touch, i guess… his music taste isn’t all that bad.” in that moment, you click on the playlists section of his ipod and scroll, looking through the different playlists he has — shower, exercise, vibe, oldies, until you reach one entitled “the girl next door.” you click on it, curiosity taking over you, and you practically scream when you read the description.

to the girl next door — y/n, this one’s about you.

“no fucking way,” you say, scrolling through the songs and blindly reaching for your phone on your bedside table. you copy all of the songs onto your phone, making your own playlist, and playing the songs out loud through your speakers. you open the window, playing the music loud to make sure winwin can hear as you do your laundry.

after throwing everything into the laundry, you lay in your bed and listen to the music and let winwin flood your thoughts. you think about him laying in his bed, listening to these songs, and imagining what it would be like to be with you. you think about how it would feel to hold his hand, his fingers intertwined with yours, palm sticking to yours with sweat. how it would feel to have him wrap his arms around your waist, as you wrap yours around his neck, press your lips to his and keep them there until your faces turn purple. the songs play one after the other, and you feel your cheeks heat up the longer you think about him.

right across your bedroom, right in his room, winwin sits at his desk working on an assignment for his biology class. his glasses sit perched on the bridge of nose, being pushed up by his thin fingers every few moments as they consistently slip as he’s bent over his desk and textbook. usually, winwin likes to study in absolute silence, as it’s how he works best, but right now the music coming from your room is too loud to concentrate. he huffs in annoyance, taking his glasses off and setting them on the desk, ready to go over to your apartment and give you a piece of his mind until he hears the music that’s playing. it’s the music that reminds him of you. he relaxes a bit as a smile creeps up on his face, and he sighs. he can study tomorrow.

“winwin, you sneaky bastard, you really know how to get a girl to fall for you, huh?” you say. “i guess i’ll try to do the same for you.” and so you pull your laptop out, connecting winwin’s ipod and making a playlist for him.

to the boy next door — winwin, this one’s about you.

you place his ipod back into the pocket of his sweater, before walking over to his apartment and knocking on his door. he answers quickly, having seen you left your room with his sweater in hand and gives you a big smile upon opening the door. you hand the neatly folded sweater to him, and smile right back.

“thank you again for taking care of me. i promise you i am not that messy, i just had a moment,” you say.

“just a moment, huh?” he lets out a laugh.

“of course it was just a moment!” you lightly hit him on the shoulder. “you were taking forever to get there and yangyang was busy, so i had to keep myself occupied.”

“so you got shitfaced while you waited?”

you nod.

“my apologies, ma’am, next time i promise i will be there early so you won’t have to get drunk by yourself,” he reaches out to pat your head and give your nose a playful pinch.

“or next time we can just go together,” you suggest.

“like a date?”

“exactly.”

winwin feels butterflies erupt in his stomach at the thought of your first date being at some stupid house party, but he can’t help but be excited at the same time. “sounds good, y/n.”

you stare up at winwin, memorizing every tiny detail of his face — the curve of his nose, the way his eyelashes flutter when he blinks, the pink in his cheeks as you stare at him.

“what? do i have something on my face?”

you shake your head and let out a laugh. “nothing, you’re just cute. i’ll see you later, winwin.” you turn around to leave, but winwin’s hand shoots out to grab your wrist. he pulls you around and says, “aren’t you forgetting something?”

you let out another laugh, before quickly pressing a quick kiss on his lips. “see you later.”

you head back to your apartment, fingertips touching your lips in disbelief. back in his apartment, winwin is frantically dialing hendery’s number and throwing his sweater onto his bed. his ipod slips out of the pocket, and he picks it up and begins looking through it. hendery answers with a groan as winwin discovers the playlist you’ve made for him. he barely processes hendery speaking to him, as he scrolls through the songs with a stupid smile on his face.

“hello? earth to sicheng?” hendery says loudly, tearing winwin away from his daydream.

“huh? oh-what- OH, HENDERY,” winwin yells into the phone. “I NEED YOU TO THROW ANOTHER PARTY, LIKE, SOON.”

hendery lets out another groan, “please stop yelling. how do you want me to throw another party when i’m still hungover from the last one?”

“look, you remember my really cute neighbor? she threw up in your bathroom last night, right? and she got some on her shirt so she threw it away and i gave her my sweater, and she brought my sweater back to me right now and said that we should go with each other next time, as a date. so i need you to throw another party so i can finally shoot my shot,” winwin explains.

“well, my dear friend, it sounds like you already have this in the bag, so why should i have to throw another party? look, just put your big boy pants on, and go ask her out,” hendery responds.

“you’re right, you’re right! i’ll go do that,” winwin says, slipping his shoes on and running back over to your apartment.

he knocks rapidly on the door, and within seconds you’re staring back at him.

“you look crazy right now,” you say, upon seeing his dazed look.

“do you want to go out with me?”

“right now?”

“no. wait, yes, if you’re free, but if not, then no. then we can just go out another time, it’s up to you really, but i kinda have a huge crush on you and was jus thinking tha—“

“winwin, honey, please stop talking,” you say with a laugh, reaching your hand out to push his lips together. “i’m free right now, i would love to go out with you. just let me get dressed, yeah?” winwin nods and you pull your hand back. “wait here.”

winwin waits on your doorstep, tapping his foot and staring at the plants in front of your apartment to pass the time. that is, until he hears hendery’s low voice calling out “winwin? winwin?” he snaps back into reality, realizing he still has his phone in his hand and never hung up on hendery.

“oh shit, my bad,” winwin says, pushing the phone back up against his ear.

“dude, who asks a girl out like that? i can’t believe that she said yes after you came at her like a madman,” hendery responds.

“sorry you had to hear all of that, i’ll let you go.”

“have fun, dude.”

as winwin hangs up, you come back outside in a different outfit, and he eyes you up and down before letting out a whistle.

“wow, look at you, you look…” he starts. you give him a little twirl and he lets out another whistle. “damn, i’m a lucky guy.”

“you ready to go?” you ask, holding your hand out for him to take.

he nods, intertwining your fingers, and gives you a smile. “more than ready.”

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pazzodiamante · 4 years

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Oldest, Middle, Or Youngest Child?

Haikyuu edition

Akaashi

Middle child

He just raidiates younger sibling vibes man

But the fact that he handles Bokuto so perfectly makes me think that he HAS to have a younger sibling

He has an older brother who’s away for college and a younger brother who he adores

He’s not that close to his older brother anymore but back when they were, you could always catch them play fighting and laughing till tears came out their eyes

His brother going away for college changed him a lot. He was never the type of person who was exited all the time and and he sure as hell didn’t have a kind smile on his face as often as others, but when his brother was around he often appeared to be in a good mood and much more open. He became more quiet and picked up a resting bitch face that made him look bored all the time a few months after his brother left, he slowly distanced himself from people and kept more quiet to and himself too

He’s really close to his younger brother though, he’s in junior high. They play video games together, ride bikes at the park, watch horror movies together, and a bunch of other stuff. Akaashi always makes time for him, always

If their mom happens to be working late, Akaashi picks up food for the three of them once he heads home so they can eat since she won’t be cooking for them and Akaashi can’t cook for shit. They eat their food in peace in the living room watching tv and enjoying each other’s company

Sometimes if they both happen to be up early in the morning on a weekend with no school and no work to do, they’ll make breakfast, chill on couch, put on some cartoons, and eat whatever they made in a comfortable silence

Kyoutani

Middle child

His three older siblings already graduated high school and one passed college too, his two younger siblings are in high school and in elementary school

His oldest sibling is the only boy aside from himself, he’s 25. He doesn’t live with them but he comes home a lot since their house is pretty big and he has a room there. They get along fine, Kyou’s relationship with him is similar to his with Iwa’s but he’s much more closer to his brother and he has more fun with him since they grew up together

The second oldest is his eldest sister who is 23 and in law school. She’s usually very busy with trying to deal with school, work, family, and friends at the same time so they don’t interact that often but when they do it’s peaceful and fun. She’s the most mature of them all so she’s the one that stops the fights and takes responsibility when she has to

The other middle child, or the third oldest, is his older sister who is 19 and in college. She works at a restaurant near his school so sometimes after practice he’ll go there to eat and do his homework. Her girlfriend works there too so Kyoutani and her end up talking a lot and he knows a few other employees thanks to his sister and her girlfriend

His younger sister, who is a first year and one year younger than him, is his resident pain in the ass. He argues with her the most but he would never go as far as to actually hit her, he knows that he’s pretty strong and the only ones who could actually take it are his brother and older sister (19 year old one) since the three of them are the only ones who work out and have played sports before. They’re both pretty similar in a lot of ways so there are times where they get along and have the time of their lives

His youngest sibling and the baby of the family is Rika, she’s 7. She is literally the only sibling Seijou knows the name of, Kyoutani doesn’t talk about his personal life much but she’s the only one he’s actually called by name when talking about her, the rest get names like “My sister”, “Assjack 1”, “Assjack 2”, and “Assjack 3”

He gets along with sister 2 best but sister 3 least. He likes the other two just fine and Rika favors him, something he likes to rub in his brothers face

Fun fact: his eldest siblings actually share different fathers than the rest but the same between each other, none of them actually like him so they never bring him up. That’s also one of the reasons as to why they treat Kyou’s dad like their actual father

I’m working on some Kyoutani headcanons so I’ll write more about them there :)

Matsukawa

Oldest child

He has a younger sister who’s not even in junior high yet, she’s babey

She’s also his human alarm clock

Matsukawa absolutely hates waking up early in the morning, he would sleep in until 12 everyday if he had the chance and he does on holidays

So since his actual phone alarms are useless (he just keeps pressing snooze and never actually stops them and get up), Hanamaki and Mattsun’s little sister have taken it up to themselves to wake him up

Hanamaki is up much earlier so by the time Mattsun’s alarms start ringing, Makki is eating breakfast peacefully. When he’s done he’ll just walk 5 minutes to Mattsun’s house, climb a tree that’s right next to Mattsun’s window so he can get in through there without waking anyone else up, and attack him with pillows until he wakes up and starts getting ready

When it’s not Hanamaki waking him up but his little sister instead, she’ll go in his room with two pans and start smashing them together while yelling “GET UP BIGFOOT!!!”. What a way to wake up amiright, instant panic and confusion the moment you process the sounds. She only does that when it’s only them two together though so she doesn’t wake anyone else up and the reason why she’s up so early is because she watches morning cartoons and eats whatever breakfast their mom left them

Mattsun loves tickling her to death, they play around so much you wouldn’t even think it’s actually Mattsun and not some secret twin of his who is much more happy and cheerful than he is

She’s so smol and loves having Mattsun lift her up with one hand and have her be taller than him by lifting his hand straight up, their cealing is pretty tall so he doesn’t have to worry about his arm touching the ceiling or his sister hitting her head while he’s lifting her up

Aside from “Bigfoot”, she likes to call him “Mountain man”, “Uvo’s son” (he’s from hxh and he’s tall as hell bruh), and “Cupcake” for some reason. Mattsun guesses that she calls him that because Makki calls him “My chocolate cupcake” jokingly sometimes and she’s been around a few times when he has

Mattsun would kill a man for her no question about it

Futakuchi

Oldest child

He has an 13 year old little sister who he is very protective of

They argue so much though it’s unreal

She often kicks his knees when she’s mad at him since he’s too tall for her to reach his face

She gets most of her roasting material from him and Moniwa prays for the child whenever he remembers (he’s been to his house before so he knows)

Aone once told him “She’s a lot like you” and Futakuchi has never been so offended in his life, he couldn’t even find the right words for that he just made disgusted noises

He’s just like that, acts like a dick a lot but he would do anything for her except wash the damn dishes

She knows this and she’s the same

She’s so sarcastic Kamasaki almost lost his shit the first time he met her and realized that she’s even worse than Futa

“It’s fineeeee my dog won’t bite or anything, cant say the same for my sister though. She’ll have you reevaluating your life” -Futakuchi at Kamasaki

Kawanishi

Youngest child

He has an older sister who is 22

They aren’t that close since they’re only related because of their dad and live separately (Kawanishi living with his mom and her living with her own) but they’re pretty chill around each other

She isn’t the energetic type, preferring peace and quiet over anything but she doesn’t mind making conversation either

She sometimes cooks for him when he’s home and not in the dorms, he won’t admit it but he loves it since she’s always cared for him and she has amazing cooking skills

Yamagata

Oldest child

He has two younger siblings, a younger sister who’s about to graduate junior high, and a brother who is 2 years younger than her

They call him “The Capitalist”

Seriously, they have plenty of normal names for him like “Hayahaya”, “Haya”, “Yaya”, “Yato”, and “Hayaaaaaa” if they want something from him, but that other name is the sole weird one and most used name they have for him

The reason behind that name is that he’s a killer in Monopoly and bullies them through it, there’s only two people who can beat him in the game and those two people are two of their cousins but they don’t see each other often

“Sorry I don’t speak broke”, “not my fault I’m filthy rich and you’re living the life of a New York rat”, “sorry can’t see you through all this CASH”, “maybe if you weren’t slow on the brain then you could’ve saved some money and actually stood a chance”, “what are you? My mother? No, pay up kid this ain’t a game” -Hayato Yamagata in Monopoly

Hayato and his sister practice volleyball sometimes since he taught her how to play once while their brother watches when he’s feeling down. Spending time with them just helps

They play all sorts of card games with a big tray of snacks next to them when she’s the one down, and they all binge watch cool series together when their little brother is the one who is down

They like to spend a lot of time together and they overall care a lot about each other

Both of them miss Hayato a lot too since he spent three years living in a high school dorm system and he plans on moving away for college too but they wouldn’t admit it

Hayato misses them too but instead of trying to deny it or anything, he just spends as much time with them as possible. He takes them to the mall, theme parks, restaurants, etc.

His sister also has a crush on Semi and Hayato absolutely does not let her live it down, she knew she was done for the moment Hayato realized

Goshiki

Middle child

He comes from a family of A LOT of siblings and always feels outshined by them, two older ones and three younger ones to be exact

The oldest is a girl who’s 25 and currently lives with her best friend, second oldest is a boy who’s 19 and the one person who can absolutely get under Goshiki’s skin in less than 2 minutes, then there’s Goshiki, after him is his junior high brother who proves to be amazingly intelligent and great at volleyball himself and is only one year younger than him, and after him are “The Terror Twins” which are his two younger brothers that are three years younger than Goshiki

His older brother used to play basketball but stopped once graduated, that’s why he’s taller than Goshiki and a bit stronger. He always uses his height & strength to his advantage and a weapon to make Goshiki’s life a living hell and Goshiki hates him for it. Does anyone know why exactly he’s such a dick to Goshiki? Nope, it’s only a guess that he has some sort of hatred for him due to the fact that Goshiki shares a different mom than the rest of them

He and his younger brother have a complicated relationship too. They don’t physically fight like Goshiki and their older brother do but he constantly acts like he’ll always be better than him and like he’s worthless to him, that messes with Goshiki sometimes and they always end up arguing

There are a few times where those two pain in the asses actually like him and they get along though

The twins aren’t really bad, they just have a lot of energy in them and like causing trouble so Goshiki doesn’t really mind them unless they direct their mischief towards him

He gets along with his older sister the most, she’s really nice to him and often offers to go out with him. The volleyball team has also met her twice and they seem to like her too

#sorry for the long ass post #haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #akaashi keiji #kyoutani kentarou #matsukawa issei #futakuchi kenji #kawanishi taichi #yamagata hayato #goshiki tsutomu

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shikastemari · 5 years

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░ practice, kamijirou.

↪ words: 1895

↪ no warnings

↪ a/n: welcome to my first fic for my mha ship! hopefully i hope i’ll start to be able to write more about them and others ships and animes too.

↪ masterlist can be found on my profile!

↪ also a big thank you for the best beta reader there is in this world, who is also my cowriter, even tho if he will scream no about this. thank you for helping me @trubwlsum. go check his amazing page, you guys won’t regret this.

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“Have you never heard of knocking?”

Jirou put her bass down onto the bed beside her and folded her arms across her chest, watching Kaminari stroll into her room as if it belonged to him. He carried with him a guitar with both hands while he looked around for a place to sit.

“I heard the music from outside, so I thought now would be a good time for you to help me perfect my guitar notes,” he explained. He made himself comfortable on the chair across from her. “Plus, knocking would give you the possibility of saying no. How could I risk it?”

“And you assumed I had nothing better to do than teach you how to play guitar?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Bakugo will kill me if I don’t rock this,” he passed his hand over the guitar resting on his lap, “and I don’t think you’ll live comfortably knowing you could’ve saved me from a terrible faith.”

“I’m seriously considering to help Bakugo on this.”

Kaminari opened his mouth in dramatic agape. “What kind of hero are you? You can’t let me die!”

“The kind that likes her privacy,” Jirou shot back, narrowing her eyes, and earning a sigh from Kaminari in response.

Suddenly, he stood up and walked towards her door. She tried to ignore the bad taste it left on her mouth seeing him leave, but still, she refused to say anything. She had a reputation to uphold and not even Kaminari Denki would—

The door shut with a loud thud. She didn’t even have the time to feel guilty when she heard three knocks on her door immediately follow, and she did her best to restrain her smile.

She sighed in defeat. “Fineeeee,” she yelled, loud enough for him to hear.

It didn’t take him too long to be sitting on the chair across her again. “I knew you didn’t want me getting killed.”

She rolled her eyes at him. “Okay, so show me what you got.”

Kaminari positioned the guitar on his legs and wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans and finally, he let his fingers move. The sound was rusty and at times he would get a note completely off, but, Jirou had to admit, he had potential.

Once done, he looked up with a satisfied grin on his face. “So? Not bad, huh?”

“Not good either,” she replied, quickly wiping it off. “Your tempo isn’t right because you’re doing it too softly. It’s a guitar. Put some pressure on the strings, like this.”

Jirou pulled her bass to her lap and did a simple note, trying her best to be as instructive as she could.

Kaminari analyzed her fingers moving and tried to imitate her. His attempt wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t what she was aiming for either. “Try again.”

He did it again and Jirou was sure the resulting sound was worse than before. She didn’t know how he managed to do it.

“Kaminari, are you trying to become a villain? That almost murdered my ears.”

“Hey, it isn’t that easy, smartass.”

Jirou got up from her bed and kneeled in front of Kaminari. Without giving too much thought, she reached out for his hand and gently repositioned it, showing him the right way to go about it. She did it again another three times.

“See? It’s not that hard, dumbass,” she said, moving her glance from the guitar on his lap up to his eyes. He saw staring at something, and pretty attentively at that. She did her best to follow his line of sight and realized she hadn’t let go of his hand yet.

“Hm,” Jirou said, dropping his hand abruptly as if he’d sent an electric bolt into her system. “So, try it.”

Kaminari blinked a few times, before looking down at his guitar and imitated the movement Jirou did before. He did it flawlessly this time, and she couldn’t help but shoot him a big grin.

They spent the next hour like that. Kaminari would do something wrong, Jirou would guide his hand, show him what he was supposed to be doing. He’d pout and frown at his fingers and then do it again until he nailed it. Rinse and repeat.

Jirou was pretty happy with his development and she realized this whole thing was a lot easier than she initially expected. But that excitement was quickly replaced by nervousness when she heard a request come out of her new student’s mouth.

“Sing something.”

Jirou could feel her cheeks getting red and she had to fight the strong urge to hide her face behind her covers, or the closest thing to her.

Mostly because the closest thing happened to be Kaminari.

“Bu-but why?” she asked, already shaking her head and leaning back instinctively.

“You mentioned my tempo was off, right? I wanna see if I can get it right with your voice now. I mean, that’s the whole point we’re doing this, right?” He shrugged. “To put on a show.”

It was as if the right words to argue against it had escaped from her. So Jirou stared at him one last time, before turning her head in another direction and closing her eyes.

She didn’t know what she was supposed to be singing; she just let her mind form the words and sang them. After just a few seconds of adlibbing, she noticed there wasn’t a guitar following her lead.

Jirou opened her eyes, frowning to Kaminari. He conspicuously turned his head and she wondered why he even bothered at all.

Jirou said, “Why aren’t—“

“I was trying to—well, you know how it works,” he stumbled on his own words, “I had to get a feeling of the music, you know? Of course, you know, because of you—“

“Okay,” Jirou interrupted, trying to redeem his dignity for him. “Another shot?”

“Yes,” he promptly answered. He hesitantly coughed into his fist and kept all his focus onto his guitar this time. “Let’s do it.”

Jirou inhaled once. She began to sing again, but this time with no closed eyes and no head turning. She kept her stare at Kaminari and watched how his fingers moved almost naturally against the strings. There was something that put her at ease every time a note would fade away. She was surprised by how much he had learned in so little time, but she wasn’t about to stroke his ego right now.

Once the music was over, neither said anything. The room was filled with a good atmosphere, his last notes still hovering around them. They just stared at each other and smiled. Shy, yet genuine smiles.

Kaminari cleared his throat, “Thank you for not letting me die.”

“I did this for the concert, not you,” she quickly added.

“Right,” he said, getting up and offering his hand to help her do the same.

Jirou ignored his offer anyway and got up by herself.

“Can we do it again?” he asked, already walking towards the door.

“To keep you from murdering people with your off-notes? I’ll do it. It’s a public service.”

His pout was totally worth the jab.

She followed him towards the door and watched him carry his guitar on his back. Just as she prepared to close the door, she saw Asui and Tokoyami conversing in the hallway. The two approached her as they watched Kaminari walk in the opposite direction.

“He’s really good with the guitar now, ribbet,” Tsu assured with a finger pressed against her chin. They must have heard through the walls.

“His online classes have been proven beneficial,” Tokoyami followed.

Jirou frowned. Online classes?

“Since when did he start taking classes?” Jirou asked, both her hands raised to her hips as she jutted her chin forward to interrogate. He didn’t mention anything about these “online classes.” Hell, knowing him, it was likely just a couple of YouTube tutorials.

“Two weeks,” Tokoyami replied. “Soon after the two of us had been selected as participants. I had joined him initially to further my own abilities, but...” He dramatically lowered his head down with a visibly troubled expression, staring intently at both his hands. “...I had fallen victim to the F chord yet again, and could no longer commit to the classes. He continued on, however.”

This managed to throw her off course more than she already had been. None of this was adding up, and the only person that probably could make sense of it, was...

She forced her way through the small gap between Tsu and Tokoyami and headed straight for the door, peaking her head out and taking generous glances in both directions of the hallway.

...Kaminari.

The idiot had already made his escape, and reaffirming it with her own eyes really didn’t help the twinge of disappointment she felt. She did a double take at the thought, projected a dumbstruck expression, internally slapped herself and recognized she probably had enough human interaction for one day.

She ushered the last two uninvited guests out the door, reassuring Tokoyami that she’d help out with his ‘laborious training to conquer the F chord,’ whatever that meant, on the way out.

She closed the door shut, slow to minimize creaks, and waited for the click, before quickly spinning on her heels to press her back against the door. She let go of whatever was willing her to stand upright and underwent a prolonged fall to the floor, then began rhythmically tapping the back of her head against the door once down there.

Why?

And only he could answer that lone-word question. Jirou had two options: wait until the next time they bumped into each other to question him, or text him about it right now. It all depended on her level of curiosity to know what the hell was going on.

Her hand reached down to her pocket, grabbing her phone and unlocking it effortlessly. She opened up her messenger app and scrolled down to his number. It was a while since they last texted, but it was pretty easy locating the glorious picture of him in his short-circuited state, with a single strand of drool that refuse to be contained in his mouth and a lazy eye needing employment.

She absent-mindedly stared at their last conversation and considered her options on how she’d maybe bring it up. Would she play it cool to see how he goes about it first? Or throw the truth about the classes directly at him without warning? Or maybe the subtle hint route would be the right way to go about this? What if telling him about it backfires and ends up canceling their next practice?

Just then, “online” appeared under his name.

Startled, the phone slipped from her grasp and she juggled with it to keep it from falling to the floor before finally getting a good grip on it, immediately closing the app and putting her phone down onto her lap.

Okay, maybe it could wait for another time.

Just then, her phone lit up. She picked it back up again, and was presented with a picture of said short-circuited idiot with a message beneath it: when r we doin our next seshion?

She was done restraining her snicker and threw her head back, reclining the back of it against the door. What an idiot.

Guess I found another time.

#kamijirou #kamijiro #kaminari x jirou #kaminari denki #jirou kyouka #mha #boku no hero #boku no hero fanfic #kaminari denki and jirou kyouka #my hero academia

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nongbabe · 6 years

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Clumsy - BTS Scenario

Requested: yisssss and I am happy

Scenario: You're a rather clumsy human, tripping over imaginary cracks in the sidewalk, even if your completely sober. After a night out with your parents and close family, you'd be a stumbling mess, right? Maybe not as much as he'd expected, but he'd still be there to catch you.

Jin

"Y/n?" Jin questioned softly. You hummed slightly, leaning against his arm, your head lay in the nook of his neck and shoulder.

"How about you hop on baby." You hummed again, not moving other than to nuzzle further into his warm body and engulf yourself in his scent. It was cinnamon. Well, maybe. You weren't really sure; you weren't really with it. It was nice though. He lifted you head just enough so your weight would shift. You stood on your own briefly before collapsing into his back.

"Ufgh" Jin groaned. "When'd you get so heavy." You mumbled incoherently, attempting to slap his shoulder, instead you nearly fell off of his back.

"Esay there sweets" he gripped onto your legs tighter and bounced you up slightly to reposition you. You leaned in close to his ear and whispered. "I'm not heavyyyy. Yoyr shoulders awre wide yoiu're fineeeee..." you giggled "...Mr. Shoulder wide handsome"

Jin let out a breathy chuckle and shook his head. You were cute like this. But damn were you actually pretty heavy.

Yoongi

“Yoongi!!!” A smile small tugged at his lips as you ran towards him out of the bar and away from your family. He waved at your parents slightly as if to say ‘don’t worry. I’ll get her home safe’. You fumbled your way over to him, wearing flats opposed to heels, but that detail holding little significance in your alcohol induced state. Yoongi met you half way up the steps, his hands finding their way to your hips as you nearly tripped down the last several steps.

“Now how on earth are we going to get you home darling?” He play pouted and you furrowed your eyebrows and an irritated, yet fascinatingly enough, rather adorable frown formed on your lips. You wriggled you way out of his embrace and crossed your arms

“I’m not clumsy.” You crossed your arms wriggling your way out of his grasp and began walking ahead of him. Your sudden drastic He chuckled and walked behind you, but just slightly. He placed his hand on the small of your back, steadying you every time you stumbled.

Namjoon

"I can tie them myselffff" you whined pretending to tie your laces in midair. "See, see! Look Joonie!" Namjoon smiled slightly but didnt look up and proceeded to move onto the next shoe instead. You scrunched your nose.

"Meanie..." you mumbled and pursed your lips.

"Meanie?!" Namjoon fake gasped and looked up at you as he finished toeing your old worn out pair of converse. "Is that anyway to thank the best boyfriend in the entire world who brought you shoes so you dont have to walk home in heels??" You grumbled, crossing your arms over your chest. "thanks..." you mumbled quietly. You were certain he could still here you though.

"Ahh, I dont think I caught that love. Come again?" You sighed dramatically letting your arms fall at your side. You looked up at Namjoon.

"Thank you for coming to my rescue, joonie." He smiled widely, his dimple prominent. He leaned in a bit closer and then pushed your forehead back slightly with his index finger. "Maybe you shouldn't drink so much with your family then, ahh? Maybe then you wouldnt need 'rescuing'" You scrunched your nose again this time fighting back a smile.

Hoseok

"HosEOOOKKK!!!" You ran out of your parents house and down the pouch steps, excited to see your love. He had dropped you off earlier for family game night because lord knows you wouldnt be able to drive yourself home after. Game night is a little different in your household. So naturally he came to pick you up after.

"My love" He smiled brightly at you and walked towards you, one hand in pocket the other holding onto the car keys. Wow he's handsome. You smiled even wider as he walked over to you, apparently wide enough to make you loose your balance and nearly fall straight on your ass. Luckily Hoseok knew you tended to be on the clumsier side, especially after a few drinks.

"Careful darling" You just continued to smile brightly at him as he eased you to a sitting position on the steps. You blew a kiss at him. His arm shot into the air his mouth opening in dramatic surprise as he wrapped his fingers around your air kiss. He puffed out his cheek and patted his palm against it.

He brushed your hair out of your eyes and smiled. He tugged at your hand prompting you to get up. Eventually he coorsed you into standing and getting into the car. Okay that's worded a little creepy... He eased you into your seat and buckled your seatbelt. He kissed your temple. Then he blew you a kiss back.

Jimin

"Jiiiiimmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnn" you stumbled about in the park before plopping down on a wooden bench you had deemed 'worthy'. Jimin had come to pick you up from a bar downtown. You had been out celebrating your sisters recent promotion and he had almost gotten you home too. Almost. That is until you got distracted by the green grass and a set of swings.

"Yyyyy/nnnnnnn" jimin whined back. At this point he should've been annoyed with you. It had been an hour and it normally only took 10 minutes to walk downtown. If anything though, he was amused.

He ran towards you laying on the bench, but before he could tackle you, you hopped up and ran to the swings. 'Ran to the swings'. It was more of a fumble. He followed suit anyways chasing after you. You plopped down this time on the creaky old metal swing and grinned at jimin.

"Careful, if you keep looking all cute like that I might just have to squish your cheeks!" You gasped.

"Never..." But he caught you by surprise before you had the chance to run away again. You wriggled your face out of his grasp and stuck your tongue out at him. Jimin hummed as he placed his hands on the swing ropes. He leaned in close.

"Careful y/n, if we dont get home soon. I might just have to squish your cheeks again... and again." You violently shook your head no and quickly got up from the swing. You grabbed jimin by the hand and pulled him away from the swing headed home.

And by pulled him I mean he was holding your hand but also was walking slightly behind you because you were a wobbling mess.

Taehyung

“Were you out late having fun with your family, y/n?” You nodded your head up and down cutely, your hair bouncing all over the place and into your eyes. Taehyung’s lips parted into an all too familiar boxy smile. You giggled. You love his smile. You love him.

“I loveeeeee youuuuu taetaeeee”

“I loveeeee youuuuu toooooo” He lovingly mocked you. You scrunched your nose and blew a kiss at him before turning around to wave goodbye to your family. Perhaps you turned around a bit too quickly. You stumbled a bit but a large set of hands placed firmly on your hips steadied you. Taehyung's arm slid behind your back so his arm was now around your waist.

"So pretty." He whispered in your ear before you began walking home.

Jungkook

“But Jungkook.... I dont wanna go home yet” You whined as he waved your family farewell for the night. You had been out at a nice restaurant celebrating your mothers birthday. It was nearing 2 am at this point and there may or aye not have been some alcohol involved.

“Shhh y/n we can come back again another time okay we don’t live that far.” Jungkook held your hand gingerly and pulled you towards the direction of your apartment. It was just a few blocks away, but his grip on your hand was still relatively strong.

You continued to whine but followed his lead, sloppily waving back at your parents, your heel getting caught in the crack of the sidewalk as you did so.

“Wowa careful there” Jungkook steadied you his arm wrapped securely around your waist. A teasing smile erupted on his face, “ and here I thought you were doing pretty good as clumsy as you are.” You pouted and stuck out your chin at him. “Here I’ll give you a piggyback ride... just this once.”

“Hmmph” You turned your head and looked away from him. His smile grew wider out of the corner of your eye.

“Alighty, but you asked for it, babe” In seconds Jungkook threw you over his shoulder and you were a giggling mess and began running. You playfully hit his back.

“Slow down! I can walk!” He only obliged to the first request, carrying you the rest of the way home simply because he could.

I'm soft.

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darkstrangevirgilanxiboi · 7 years

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Bleach Headcanons For The Wounded Soul

ALL RIGHT I KNOW THE ENDING WAS ALL KINDS OF JUST.....WHAT??? AND A LOT OF UNANSWERED THINGS So to make MYSELF and hopefully the fandom feel better I'm gonna dump alllllll the headcanons here for you ( if it's ship specific stuff u want just send an ask I ship a ton of things my friends ) SPOILER WARNING TURN BACK NOW IF U DO NOT WANT SPOILING - Toshiro babysits Kazui and Ichika quite often and demands payment of either watermelon or dragon themed decor Renji bought him a dragon shirt and Toshiro got super excited over it Ichigo , secret art guy , managed to one up this by making a drawing of Hyorinmaru's human form and gave it to Toshiro as a cheer-up gift one day. Ichigo got free babysitting for a whole YEAR - Byakuya and Toshiro become close friends after the Quincy war ( they were friends before but at some point Toshiro ends up with Byakuya's scarf in the manga so they musta been best bros ) and Toshiro is named god-father of Ichika - Uryuu and Ichigo become much closer and Uryuu has dinner at Ichigo's every week and they catch up. Uryuu teaches Ichigo about Quincy stuff and Ichigo teaches Uryuu the good things about shinigami . They visit their mothers graves together every year. - IZURU MADE A FULL RECOVERY HE'S FINE HE JUST RETIRED - JUSHIRO IS FINE THAT little sad scene was just a nightmare sequence okay haha ( JUSHIRO IS F I N E) - Kurotsuchi eventually becomes a decent damn father to Nemu and checks himself once he realizes how much evil he's wrought ( BUT REALLY THOUGH GIVE HIM A REDEMPTION ARC SOMEONE) I mean I used to hate him so much but I hate him a little less because he DID save Toshiro and Rangiku He does good things by accident sometimes I mean maybe he has a tiny heart -Ikkaku marries Keigo's big sister and Keigo is so scared but so happy for them too - Grimmjow gets a happy ending ( just let my angry cat be happy please) - KISUKE AND YORUICHI GET MARRIED AND ADOPT GINTA AND URURU - Yuushiro Shihouin is FINE, he's F I N E - Toshiro and Momo start dating soon after Kazui and Ichika are born , Byakuya is the best man at the wedding Toshiro names their first son Hyorinmaru ( Nicknamed Hyorin ) And Hyorinmaru is of course god-father Toshiro is the CUTEST dad . He brings baby Hyorin with him everywhere , wrapped in one of his scarves . It's very distracting at Captain's meetings because who's gonna scold Hitsugaya when his son is so cute ? Plus Nemu pretty much adopts all of the Hitsugaya babies the minute she sees them so Kurotsuchi will fight anyone who tells Toshiro to leave the baby at home , because he LOVES to see Nemu happy ( and is secretly fascinated by the super strong reishi of the Hitsugaya kids) All of Squad Ten adore the Hitsugaya babies , anyone who so much as makes a Hitsugaya frown gets a beat down from the tenth AND fifth division ( Shinji is the most ecstatic god-father ever and Hiyori thinks it's adorable) They have like six or seven ( or more ) kids and every one of them is super strong in fighting Their third child Shiromo actually challenged Zaraki to a fight when he was seven , and Zaraki LOST. To a seven year old. Momo tells everyone about it for centuries . Zaraki never lives it down . Shiromo Hitsugaya gains his first rival before puberty. They have a winter home in Karakura town and visit often . Ichigo adores their youngest child , and not just because he's named Ichigo! Little Ichigo Hitsugaya thinks Big Ichigo is the coolest thing since his dad , and listens to Ichigo talk about old fights all day. They do art projects together and play soccer and Ichigo makes sure Little Ichi learns first aid because obvi his folks are gonna need it one day - Mizuiro becomes a profitable business man who helps exiled Shinigami adjust to the human world and helps humans who see spirits learn how to stay safe from Hollows - Tatsuki helps Mizuiro with his business and eventually he's the best man at her wedding when she marries her girlfriend , and SHE'S the one who gives him away a year later when he marries his boyfriend - Orihime is a Full-Bringer , the Full-Bringer group just didn't know about her yet. They find out pretty soon after the Quincy War and soon start training her and she becomes best friends with Riruka . ( I mean if Kubo ain't gonna tell me why she can do the thing I'm making up my own thing ) - Kyoryaku marries Nanao and they have four daughters ( Shunshui doesn't die from the Ise curse he lives well into old age he's fine ) - Chad runs a nonprofit orphanage / children's home devoted to finding kids loving families . Kisuke and Yoruichi adopt four to begin with and adopt more over time as their children grow up and move out. Tatsuki and her wife adopt twin girls that can see ghosts . They become a famed ghost medium family Mizuiro and his husband adopt a blind boy , a deaf girl , and a nonbinary kid. - Kisuke eventually figures out how to remove the Hogyoku from Aizen and Aizen finally gets executed for his crimes - Keigo runs a blog of conspiracy theories , most of which actually happen to come true at some point. Turns out Keigo's family is descended from a runaway Quincy and Keigo is the first in generations to develop any type of Quincy power. He has glimpses of the future but can't control it. Uryuu is stunned ( and mildly annoyed) that Keigo is a Quincy but helps him out nonetheless. - Tatsuki gets famous worldwide for punching a sexist on national television and soon every corner store has souvenir Tatsuki shirts - KOMOMURA IS FINEEEEE - Shuuhei becomes the next captain of squad 9 -Soi Fon gets a girlfriend - UNCLE BYAKUYA BYAKUYA IS THE UNCLE TO THE CHILD OF ANYONE HE'S FRIENDS WITH And he gives all the kids scarves and flowers and etiquette lessons ( and plushie Mr.Seaweed dolls ) - OKAY BUT IN THE MANGA BYAKUYA LOVES TO DRAW THIS LITTLE CHARACTER THAT'S JUST A HUMANOID SEAWEED It's amazing and adorable and I love artist Byakuya - Karin introduced Toshiro to ice puns and puns in general. He gets a tumblr and an instagram. He posts pics of defeated enemies and lots of sweet stuff about Momo . And memes The memes haven't stopped since You think he was sarcastic in fights before? ICE try , bitches ( Rangiku tries to disown him three times ) - OH YEAH SHINJI ADOPTED HIYORI OKAY - There's a betting pool in the Gotei 13 over who Zaraki challenges to a fight most often that week. Toshiro wins regularly ( he bets on himself and Soi Fon ) Once Toshiro actually takes up Zaraki's challenge , because he's stressing out over having his first child and Momo is sick and there's been weird Hollow activity and Zaraki just hit a nerve . He ends up getting hurt pretty bad but managed to win and now there's a new betting pool over when Zaraki is gonna beat Toshiro ( or if anyone CAN beat Hitsugaya anymore ) - Whenever Toshiro looks sad , Momo makes it a rule that you have to hug him every time you see him and give him a compliment. Rangiku and Byakuya enforce this rule , doubly so when Toshiro is recovering from injury. One time Kensei tried to refuse to hug Toshiro and Byakuya glared at him from the shadows for a solid hour while a very concussed and confused Toshiro just watched from his hospital bed . Kensei lost the staring contest and gave Toshiro an awkward hug and for lack of a better idea just went " Your Bankai is very artistic to watch , good job " Toshiro smiled for about an hour and later Kensei got a thank you card from Byakuya " You made Toshiro smile today , I can like you now " - Whenever shit hits the fan in a battle and Byakuya is by Toshiro he just picks him up and books it for home while Toshiro protests and tries to go Bankai -When Momo swears in front of Shinji for the first time he hugs her like a smug parent and she is confused - Toshiro jokingly leaves a jar labelled " Zaraki's Swear Jar " in the Captain's Meeting room and no one tells Zaraki it's not official so in meetings Zaraki just drops whatever's in his pocket at the beginning of the meeting in the jar The prices range depending on severity and vulgarness " Damn " is a nickel " Fuck " is a dollar Anything sexually overt is three dollars The money goes toward whatever is most pressing at the time - repairs , medical supplies , equipment .... - Once in a war Momo is kidnapped and Toshiro just decimates a whole army to rescue her and from then on the enemy was terrified of Toshiro , who's unaware of it for a few weeks while he recovers from injuries. But when he shows back up at the front the leader just surrenders like " DON'T MURDER US WE DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS YOUR WIFE " Uhhhhh that's it for now I'm tired , but enjoy! @hitsuhinahappiness @xxhanabifireworksxx

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Did You Know?

that in BTS ‘봄날 (spring day)’ MV, the train station that showed taehyung waiting in the beginning is actually a real train station, iryeong station in yangju city, gyeonggi-do, albeit an abandoned one, since they only transport cargo now.

and that the music video is one helluva train ride to a place where there stood a tall tree, the place where they got together and come in terms with grief and hardships in life because the cold winter does end at some point, and spring comes. but let’s talk about that later :) lets, lets talk about the very first lines namjoon uttered so carefully, such vulnerable words

i miss you saying it like this makes me miss you even more even looking at your photos, i miss you ain’t time so heartless i..hated us the us who now can’t even look at each other’s face even once

보고 싶어/bogoshippeo means ‘i miss you’, an informal, casual tone that you can use freely to significant others, friends, families, it literally means ‘i want to see you’ but essentially, it means, ‘i miss you’, here, though, namjoon used 보고 싶다/bogoshipda, which is also an informal word, but a non-conjugated form of 보고 싶어/bogoshippeo, it holds a slightly different meaning than just ‘i miss you’ because it’s not a verb. 보고 싶다/bogoshipda for lack of better words, is an expression of longing, and carries a deeper emotion than just i miss you, kinda like a monologue (?) cos he’s not saying it to someone in particular, the expression feels a bit colder, which is ironic cos then he went on about how cold time is for making him missing someone.

this place is all winter, even in august winter comes it’s like my heart/mind races with time the lonely ‘snowpiercer’ who travelled to the south (i want to) while holding your hands, go all the way to the other side of the earth i wish i could end this winter, i wonder, friend, how much does the longing should fall like snow for spring day to come?

설국열차 is the korean title for the movie ‘snowpiercer’, also the name of the train in the movie that holds the last remnants of humanity after an attempt at climate engineering in order to stop global warming has unintentionally created a new ice age. essentially, ppl in the train thought no life can exist outside of the train, not knowing there is (a polar bear), which showed up at the end of the movie. i thought it was brilliant how namjoon referenced this movie, it’s like he’s saying no matter how hard circumstances can be, no matter how hard you think you have it, there is always hope, there is always a way out, there’s always spring after a cold cold winter, even when it seems impossible, you can have your cake and eat it

(or not ;p)

the lyrics in this song isn’t that hard to comprehend tbh it’s quite straightforward but the way they express it is both poetry and cynicism at its best, and despite the repetitive chorus the song is atcually quick and full, leaving nothing short of amazement.

like the tiny dust that floats/flies in the air if i’m the snow that flies in the air i would’ve reached you a little faster

my heart swells a little here, because they are reiterating what namjoon says about wanting to hold hands so we can end this winter together, that they want to, if only they’re with us, doesn’t it soothe your heart a little? knowing there are people out there who knows how cold life can be, and wants to get to us quickly so we could the end it together

and when some of the members lament

the snowflakes are falling little by little bit more, they fall i miss you (i miss you) how much longer do i have to wait and how many more nights do i have to stay up, to see you? will i ever get to meet you?

the others be consoling like, well,

after we pass by the end of cold winter until spring day comes once again until the flowers blossom at that place (even when it’s cold/even when you have to wait long), for a little while, please stay please stay

but then yoongi’s part came and i sobbed a little because it’s so??

i wonder if you have changed, or if i have changed. perhaps, i’ve changed. i hate the time that’s flowing at this very moment i guess we have changed, huh i guess everyone does that, huh yeah, okay, i hated you but even when you left, there was never a day that i’ve forgotten about you and even though i actually miss you, i’m gonna erase you now cos that’ll hurt way less than blaming you

and it doesn’t help when both seokjin and jimin go on to say

i try to blow away the cold you who is like smoke, like white smoke even when i say i’m going to erase you the truth is i still can’t let you go

/crieS/ which is why the ending gets me because

you know it all you’re my best friend the morning will come again no matter what kind of darkness or (bad) seasons they can’t last forever

(and) it looks like cherry blossoms are blooming (now) and this winter too, is coming to an end i miss you if i wait just a little bit longer if i stay up just a few more nights i will come to see you i will come to take you (away)

i want to mention here that omelas referenced in the mv as we are all prob aware of by now, tells a story of how a child was kept hidden in a secluded place in the omelas city, with horrible conditions, in exchange of happiness of the entire city. and that the same tragedy also shares with children in the movie snowpiercer itself, where they were enslaved and used as replacement parts to keep the train functioning. to put it simply, children depicted in both stories were convinced to give their life for the continuation of a way of life that was totally oppressive to their own circumstances, which is extremely radical in a way that has deep resonance for our real world, like how can you stand being together in a society that is built from abuse and discrimination, entrenched inequality, and do nothing?

and it is precisely because of this, bangtan continues to voice out their opinions as they did in previous albums, and call out the perpetrators as well as the bystanders for everyhting that has gone wrong, that could go wrong, and that is going wrong in the society, especially in the events relating to their home country south korea

let me bring you back to the music video where jimin picked up the white shoes from the winter sea

the white shoes that middle-school/high school students wear in south korea

and how he carries the shoes all through out the mv

before he brought them to a tree after they all got off the train

and hang them

these scenes imo is very much referenced to the sewol ferry tragedy that took place in april, 2014, the incident that had resulted in more than 300 deaths, including 250 second-year high school students and their teachers from danwon high school who were on a field trip that day, and is recognized as one of the most devastating maritime disaster in decades, and it’s not just because of a sinking ferry itself but because of willfull negligence and corruption.

fyi when the ferry was sinking, the captain of the ship and a number of cabin crew made announcement for the passengers to stay where they were when they themselves chose to abandon the ship while hundreds of people were still trapped inside. and being good citizens they all remained at their cabin, where they waited for further orders, which never came

the members of crew who stayed to help passengers were among those who died.

and the disaster doesn’t end there. it was found out later that the ship itself was illegally modified and was carrying almost double its legal limit with inexperienced crew and a questionable relationship between the ship operators and state regulators. the investigation was also conducted behind closed doors where the families are not permitted to observe the recovery operation, these allegations as well as the way the government lacked transparency adds more to the lengthy laundry list of grievances souht koreans have against park geun hye’s administration. there were questions raised as to where she was when it happened that morning and why wasn’t the issue addressed publicly even 7 hours afterwards.

the yellow ribbons symbolize hope and solidarity with the families victims and i think it’s genius how they incorporate this knowing very well that they can be blacklisted from the government which is ridiculous at every level. the government was highly blamed for many lives lost that day, what with the lack of safety standards in the country, the families were also mostly left out of the investigation, there’s just so many dissatisfaction ppl have over park geunhye’s administration, and that itself is an understatement. and with bangtan and bighit donating 100 million won (approximately $85,000) to the sewol ferry disaster 416 family council, they are probably blacklisted already :/

the pile of clothing could also be a metaphor to ppl who left this world as exhibited by french artist christian boltanski’s work entitled ‘personnes’ as part of monumenta in 2010. i quote, “These grouped clothes may represent mass graves, or corpses arrayed for identification in the school gym, but they also constitute a kind of cemetery. For the experience is just the same: that there is nobody here and yet the place is crowded. Personnes, the piece is called: people, but at the same time no one.”

which is why even though tying shoes high on a tree branch or power lines have variation in meanings for different country and culture, there is one famous belief taht i think is what is meant here; that tying shoes high on a tree branch signifies someone has died and that the shoes belong to the dead person. that the reason they are hanging, is so when the dead person’s spirit returns, it will walk that high above the ground, that much closer to heaven

and it would’ve been fineeeee to just reference spring day like this as a remembrance to the passing of the passengers and the beautiful children because the song DOES talk about grief and hardships in life, and that no matter what kind of darkness or (bad) seasons they can’t last forever

but then bangtan had these lines that are repeatedly voiced melancholically all throughout the chorus until the very end of the song and i just–

it’s as if bangtan is throwing shade at the captain and his crew for being dishonorable, asking the children to stay where they were ‘until the rescue boats arrive’ when they themselves were up and about ready to get out of the ship,

it’s just.

when the boys say these last lines it’s as if, it’s as if the boys are saying to the children that they know it’s hard to wait, but just stay there. it’s okay to stay there, i’ll come to you instead, yeah? just you wait there till i come to you so we can end this suffering together

#bangtan #봄날 #spring day #jungkook #jimin #namjoon #yoongi #hoseok #taehyung #seokjin #i didn't plan on writing this but #TT #dilaposts #did you know?#gifs are all mine ^^#pls credit if you take out my translation TT and i'd appreciate very much if you can signal boost this so ppl can appreciate bangtan more <3

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