#Pls someone wake me up to take me to see the sunrise at the beach. I wont be grumpy i promise.

[sandbarbirdie]

Beach Sunrise With Lt. Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw Moodboard

blurb below

A sleepy yawn escaped Bradley's lips as he dropped the cooler into the sand. Your hand in his as your favorite beach spot had been secured.

Early mornings were nothing new and a central part of his routine but when he had a day off and he couldn't sleep in he grew restless in bed. Quietly he crept out of bed and got to work. A pot of coffee brewed on the counter as he worked on breakfast at the stove. Packing everything in the cooler and into his Bronco, he made his way back to the bedroom. You had rolled over to try and find him but to no avail. Your eyes fluttered open to the bed dipping and your boyfriend showering you with kisses. "Come on sleepyhead, let's go watch the sunrise" Bradley said softly and you hummed. Thats all he needed to scoop you up out of the bed and slide one of his old "TOP GUN" sweaters of your head. He grabbed he spare blankets and made his way to the Bronco.

The beach was empty but not silent. The waves crashed and the gulls called. This had become a routine of sorts for the two of you. If Bradley had a day off, he'd scoop you out of bed and drag you to the beach. Placing a steaming mug in your hand with a forehead kiss. Words flowed naturally as your brains finally started to wake up but always seemed to pause as the sun broke over the horizon.

"Good morning honey"

"Bradley we've been up for 2 hours"

Tagging: @sebsxphia @iguana-braces

[luffles424]

Sunrise

☼ Pairing: Seokjin x reader

☼ Genre: angst, fluff, smut, angst with a happy end, post breakup au, actor!seokjin, fashion designer!reader, exes to lovers

☼ Count: 9.5K

☼ Warnings: 18+, accusations of cheating, poor communication, some arguments (the relationship at the end can be seen as turning toxic as communication breaks down, so be aware if you think that may now work for you or just need to be prepared), heartbreak, non-explicit description of panic attack, moments of emotional shut down

Smut warnings: teasing, soft sex, nipple play, body worship, oral (f recieving), multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (stay safe pls!), dirty talk, exhibitionism, bratty reader, rough sex, manhandling, bruising

☼ Summary: It’s been well over 10 years since you and Seokjin broke up. You’ve been doing fine. Until one night a dream rocks you to the core and you find yourself in a place from the past. Have you really moved on?

Has he?

☼  Newly added epilogue: Moonlight

☼ a/n: This is told both in the present and past, the flashbacks are in italics! The flashbacks also aren’t in order, but I believe they’re pretty easy to follow when they would fall chronologically.

Inspired by the 2000s emo playlist I listened to as work (especially Jamie All Over by Mayday Parade) Sorry if the tags seem a little scary, I’d rather overtag than have someone get blindsided while reading. But I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think! My ask box is always open ~ 💙💙💙💙

The cool breeze washes over you, bathing you in the salty ocean air. It seems you found the perfect time to come out here. The light jacket you wore more than enough to keep you warm on such an unexpected trip. The sky is slowly being painted in pinks and purples and oranges as the sun slowly starts to sink into the horizon, small wisps of fluffy, white clouds occasionally obscuring the sunlight. You’ve always loved seeing the sunset out here. The colors reflecting off the ocean and leaving everchanging patterns before you. You’ve based plenty of designs on sunsets. 

The dress you wore to your first fashion week is still your favorite. The penultimate meeting of sunset and night sky. The outside was ombre layers of soft chiffon, shades of oranges and pinks and small bands of light purples. It pooled around your feet, you liked to think it made it seem like you had risen from the waters of a sunset reflection. The halter bodice wrapped around your neck in a shimmery, golden band. Hanging from the choker were thin golden chains, draped and connected to a golden belt at your waist. 

For all appearances, it appeared like just a sunset colored dress. But when you walked, or pulled the fabric apart at the slit in the front, it revealed a glittering deep purple fabric, speckled like a swirling galaxy. It had been the ultimate combination of the theme of yours and Hoseok’s collection, sun and moon. The dress still hangs in your closet, one of the few extravagant pieces you’ve held on too. You want to wear it again, you just have to find an occasion to do so. The dress deserves it. 

The scene before you specifically was what inspired it. Maybe not this spot specifically. There were a lot of memories tied to this spot that you tried not to think about typically. But you’ve always loved visiting the beach. Or lakes. Anywhere you could go and watch the sun sink into the water. Watch an uninterrupted sky blend colorfully with the water.

You can’t believe you’re back here though. It’s been easily more than 10 years since the last time you were at this beach, which is a drastic change from back then from when you came here all the time. Taking a seat on the bench beside you, you smile, a little sadly, as your fingers trace over the heart carved into the wood, weathered from years in the elements and use. But the letters are still clear enough and you skip over your initials, letting your fingertips trace the ‘ksj’ as you think on when they were put there. 

 The smile on his face is bright, as bright as the glint of sunlight off the small pocket knife in his hand. 

Your combined giggles fill the fresh spring air, the beach fairly deserted since you skipped your last two periods of school to come here. You hadn’t put up much of a fight when he made the suggestion during lunch. Your grades are good enough and it’s the last weeks of high school, you can miss a few class periods to have some fun, to spend some time together before university. Just in case you don’t get into the same one.

The scratch of the blade against the wood is softer than you expect, a gentle scratch, scratch, scratch as he meticulously and carefully carves your names into the wood. His tongue pokes out from between his lips and you fight the urge to coo at how cute he is. Doubling down on keeping quiet when you know doing so would also result in him being overly macho to prove he wasn’t cute. Not because he doesn’t believe he’s cute or anything, but he knows how much the faux display makes you laugh. You don’t want to interrupt his work when this seems so important to him.  

Finally he looks up from his work, proudly gesturing to the carving on the bench. 

“That’s so cheesy.”

With an exaggerated pout, he gives you the saddest eyes he can muster. “I worked so hard on this for you. As a testament to our love!”

You lean forward, pressing a kiss to his jutted lower lip. “Well, I didn’t know it was so serious. My apologies.”

 A few more kisses and he’d promptly forgiven you and the two of you had spent the rest of the afternoon at the beach, taking blurry pictures on your flip phones. You’re positive that a printed version of one of those photos still lives in a box somewhere, where you didn’t have the heart to throw it away and so it’s stayed in a box of memories that moves with you but you never really look through. 

 You’re so tired when you finally get home. It doesn’t even feel like home anymore. You’ve spent more time either in the studio or with Jimin or Hoseok or at work than you have here. And you know from the times that you are here that Seokjin is gone just as often as you. It doesn’t even feel like you’re in a relationship anymore. It hurts to think about that. 

So you’d thought summer would be the perfect time for the two of you to rekindle your relationship. Fix whatever problems you were having, free from the stress of finals. But with senior year quickly approaching, everything seems to have just gotten worse. You can never seem to catch Seokjin to start the process of fixing anything. 

To your surprise, when you open the door you find Seokjin sitting on the bed, face pinched as he stares at something on his phone. Maybe this will finally be the opportunity to talk and start fixing things. You miss him, body cold and numb the nights you fall asleep here alone, always waiting and waking up disappointed. 

Before you can say anything, his head lifts and the cold glare he sends you stops you in your tracks. What could possibly have happened to make him give you that look? You know the two of you have been having some problems, but nothing that would warrant that look.

“Where the hell were you?” His tone is as icy as his eyes. 

You frown, gesturing vaguely towards the fridge. “Work. I put my schedule up so you knew.” He didn’t have the same courtesy. You never knew when he was working. Or what else he was doing when he was out. You had put yours up in hopes that he would do the same and maybe you would be able to find time to be together. Though you’re not sure he even bothered to go near the fridge. The few times you’ve made dinner for him and left the leftovers in the fridge with a note went untouched. 

He sneers and holds his phone out towards you. You have to step closer to get a good look at the image he has pulled up. It’s from just a few hours ago. You and Jimin sat at one of the cafe tables and laughing. It had been your break and Jimin came in to keep you company. Had Seokjin come by the cafe? Why hadn’t he come in? If he’d been there when this was taken, you were on break, you could’ve spent it together. 

“Then what’s this? Certainly doesn’t look like work to me.”

Your mind blanks. Is he seriously accusing you of lying right now? Indignation rises, acid burning in your throat. “What are you saying? If you were there why didn’t you come in? I would have loved to see you.”

“I wasn’t there. A friend sent this. And I’m saying that you’re never around. And I keep getting people telling me they see you out with him all the time. I haven’t seen you in weeks. But it seems like he sees you every day.”

He can’t seriously be accusing you of cheating right now. This seriously can’t be happening right now. You don’t know whether to laugh or cry at the accusation. It hurts that he’d honestly think you’d do that. Then the ugly thoughts come. What’s that saying, those who are most guilty are the quickest to throw blame at others?

“First of all,” you grit out, trying your best to keep your tone even. You can feel the rage churning in your belly. “I was on break when that was taken. Jimin came to visit because he knew someone wasn’t going to.” Seokjin’s mouth opens to speak but you continue, voice raising. He is not going to get to cut you off now. “It’s awfully fucking rich for you to accuse me when you have no evidence. You’re never even around. You know what they say, it’s never the one being blamed but the one doing the blaming.”

He scoffs and stands. In his anger, he seems to tower over you. But you’re too angry and indignant yourself for it to feel intimidating. You stare him down. 

“You’re really going to accuse me now?”

“It’s the same thing you’re doing! I was hoping to fucking talk when I saw you were home. I was so happy to see you here. We haven’t been home together in so long. I-”

“We haven’t been home together because you’re always out with Jimin.” 

“No I haven’t been fucking home because you’re never home and it fucking hurts to be in this shitty apartment without the person who’s supposed to be here with me. Do you know how fucking lonely it is waiting around here for a person who never shows up?”

Turning away from you, he takes a few deep breaths. 

You deflate slightly. You could still fix this. “Seokjin-”

He shakes his head. “No, I don’t want to hear any more excuses.”

He moves towards the door and you panic. This isn’t how tonight was supposed to go. You wanted to fix things. To make them better. Everything has spiraled and you can’t let him slip through your fingers. You reach for his wrist.

“Seokjin, wait-”

He wretches his hand free and glances at you over his shoulder with so much contempt that you feel your heart in your throat. “No. I’m done.”

This can’t be it. This really can’t be it. He sees you about to speak again and turns and leaves before you can get a word out and it feels like the rug has been ripped out from beneath you. The silence deafening in his absence. 

You don’t know how long you stand there for. You feel completely numb. Like this is just a bad dream and you’ll wake up soon and Seokjin will be next to you and you’ll tell him about this and he’ll laugh and comfort you and tell you that would never happen. You expect tears, but they never come. Everything feels so surreal. 

The man you had planned to spend the rest of your life with just walked out on you after accusing you of cheating. 5 years and he really thought that was something you would do. Do you wait around? Hope he comes back for you both to talk with calmer minds. 

You settle for a text.

You: Can we talk once we’ve both calmed down?

It’s less than a second later and the response makes your heart sink. Blocked. 

He really blocked you already. He’s not even going to try? You sink onto the bed. What are you supposed to do now?

At some point, mechanically, you text Jimin, asking if he could come over and bring some boxes. Looking around, you’re at least grateful that your place was small because it means you don’t have that much to try to move. Jimin arrives, faster than you expected. Or maybe you’ve just become that disconnected from the passage of time. 

He drops the boxes and comes up to you, hands fretting over you like there’s some physical injury he can attend to. Unless he knows how to mend a broken heart, his fretting is useless. Instead you move on autopilot, taking the boxes Jimin brought and packing your meager possessions into them. Jimin stands by the kitchen, looking sad and lost, unable to help because you have yet to say a word. He knows what happened though. It’s not hard to figure out. You’re thankful that he doesn’t try to get you to talk. Just lets you move and do what you need. Waits for you to ask should you need help. 

You’re almost finished packing when you pull the shoebox from under the bed and you suddenly feel like you’ve been hit by a truck. Flipping the lid open reveals hundreds of photos. Of friends. Of family. Of trips. Of Seokjin. The top pictures pull your attention. Two copies of the same photo. A blurry snapshot of you two grinning on the beach. You both look so young and happy. You wish you could go back to that. Everything was so simple back then. 

He must have put his copy in with yours. Because why would they need to be kept in different places when the two of you would never be apart. You almost want to laugh. You mostly want to cry. You stand with the box, debate for all of two seconds before you set his copy down on the bed. He can decide what to do with his own copy. That’s not for you to decide. Not anymore. 

Tucking the shoebox into the last of the moving boxes, you cast one last look around the apartment. The holes where your things were hurt to see. The physical evidence that this part of your life is over. Carefully extracted from a life that had been so delicately intertwined. You wonder if the gaps will even bother Seokjin. If he’ll even bother staying here, if he’ll move onto something bigger and better. Without you. Swallowing, you turn to Jimin before those thoughts can spiral. Not here. Not yet. Once you’re somewhere else and alone. Then it can all come out.

“Ready?”

You give a small nod and Jimin helps take your things downstairs. He does most of the work while you wait on the sidewalk. He calls a taxi, loads your things into, gives the driver his address. 

As it pulls away from the curb, you can’t help but to watch the apartment shrink into the distance. Feeling like you left your heart behind. You wonder if you’ll ever get it back.

 Your phone dings with a notification, dragging you out of the sad memories. You give yourself a small shake. You hadn’t thought about that day in years, pushing it to the back of your mind. You had learned later on that some girls had told Seokjin lies about you to get the two of you to break up in a bid for his attention. It had backfired spectacularly because you found out through Hoseok after he overheard Seokjin yelling at the girl who asked him out less than a week after the break up. He never came to talk to you after the truth came out though. You never let yourself think too hard about why that might be. You’d already spent too many nights feeling numb and broken. You poured yourself into your work. Your friends. You had been content for your senior year. It didn’t go how you were expecting, but it was still good.

You smile at the device in your hand. It’s far more advanced than your old flip phones had been, even your college phone had been fairly low tech, the downsides of living on a budget. High school you would have killed for a camera this good back then. That blurry picture of you and Seokjin would’ve been much more clear if you’d had something like this back then. You swipe the notification away, just an email from your assistant about your schedule for tomorrow and what had been shifted around from today. But all that can wait until later, probably when you’re back home. The notification draws your attention to a text from Hoseok that you hadn’t seen though. He must have messaged while you were walking so you didn’t feel your phone go off. 

Hobihobi: Are you ok?

You smile at his concern. And honestly the fact that he even noticed you dipped out of the studio early. You had thought that he had been too busy on his own upcoming project to notice. It’s a pretty big deal for your label and he’s been working so hard to get this project. You’re just glad you have the perk of being boss to be able to dip when you need to. Although technically, you and Hoseok own your label, Daydream Designs, together. 

Texting him a quick reassurance, you pocket the device again, content to just enjoy the sunset out here alone. There’s a few people scattered around the beach. A few families beginning to pack up for the evening, a person running with their dog, a couple walking along the shoreline. 

You have such fond memories of this beach. For all the bad memories you have of the relationship, mostly from the end of it, at least the beach remains untainted.

 Nervously clutching the letter in your hand, your leg bounces as you wait for Seokjin to arrive. He’d texted you earlier that he’d gotten a letter from SNU. You’d rushed home to see you had a letter waiting as well. You were thankful that they had come on the same day. You can’t imagine how much more anxiety you’d have if you’d had to wait longer for one of your letters to arrive. 

You glance at the white envelope, the edges are beginning to wrinkle from your grip, but you can’t get your fingers to relax. Checking your phone again, you wonder where Seokjin is. He should be here soon. The beach is crowded today. The weather finally nice enough and the water clear and warm. It was a miracle that you’d managed to get your bench when you’d arrived. But someone had just been leaving when you’d gotten here and you’d quickly jogged over to take it before someone else could snatch it. It seemed like the perfect place to see what your future held.  

Seokjin appears suddenly, panting like he ran the whole way here. Which, given the sweat making his bangs stick to his forehead, is a good possibility. He still looks handsome, more so when he sends you a brilliant grin.

“You got our bench!”

Returning his smile, you send him a wink. “I had to fight an old lady for it.”

He presses a quick kiss to your lips as he sits down, brandishing his letter. “How do you want to do this?”

Chewing your lip, you think it over. “I don’t think I can open it.”

His eyes soften and he takes your hand. He can read you so well. “No matter what happens, we’ll always have each other.” He gives your hand a squeeze. “How about we open each other’s?”

Reluctantly, you nod. Would it really be better to see that he got in while still not knowing if you got in too? Swapping letters, you stare down at his name spelled out in ink. You know he got in. There’s no way he didn’t. Seokjin nudges you and you look up.

“Count of three?” You nod. “Okay… 3…”

“2…”

“1…”

Seokjin is a little faster in tearing open the envelope than you are but you keep your gaze firmly downcast, watching as your fingers tear open the paper with meticulous care. You skim his letter quickly. 

Congratulations.

He got in. Joy swells in you and you look up with a grin, momentarily forgetting your own letter. Your smile quickly falters though when you see the flat look on Seokjin’s face as he stares down at your letter and your heart sinks.

Tugging his hand to get his attention, you give him a sad smile. “Hey, it’s okay. You said-”

“You got in.”

You blink. His words swirling around your head but not fully registering. “What?”

He envelops you in a massive hug, laughing with joy. “You got in! Baby, you did it!”

You still feel a little dumbfounded, but you’re quickly filling with excitement. “You too! Jinnie, you got in too!”

He pulls back and presses a long kiss to your lips. His eyes look suspiciously wet, but you decide not to comment. You’re positive that your’s are probably a little wet too. “The next four years are going to be amazing.”

 He had been so optimistic back then. You could use some of that optimism now. 

You hadn’t originally planned on cutting out of work early, especially not to come here of all places. There were some designs that you needed to work on, a few ideas that you had that you wanted to get sketched up to show to Hoseok. But when you’d been walking through the common area during lunch, you’d overheard a couple of people gathered around a computer gushing about the Kim Seokjin wearing one of Hoseok’s designs. 

It’s definitely not the first time. Hoseok knew Seokjin in university when you knew him too, although you were always closer to him since you shared a lot of classes, and obviously a shared love of fashion. But the two were friendly and remained so afterward, but on a more acquaintanceship basis. The break up clearly divided some friendships, though you hated that it happened. You didn’t want anyone to feel like they had to stop being friends with either of you just because you two were no longer dating. 

You know it’s not the first time Hoseok has designed something for Seokjin. And normally, him wearing one of Hoseok’s designs wouldn’t bother you too much. Both because it’s good for Hoseok because Hoseok is a genius and deserves it, but because it’s also really good for your label in general in terms of good press. Though you know Hoseok sometimes slips your designs into things that get sent to him. You saw one of your jackets ended up at an award show. 

Idle chatter about Seokjin around the office isn’t that new. You suppose that’s one of the downsides to being in an industry that is very closely tied to idols and actors and actresses. It’s not an uncommon occurrence to hear them gossip about him, he’s one of the most popular drama actors currently and everyone loves to gush about how handsome and funny he is. They find it odd that you’ll talk about anyone with them except him. They leave it be much easier now, but in the beginning they still tried to include you. 

You’ve even dealt easily with the dating rumors. All the pretty actresses he’s supposedly dating. And why wouldn’t he? He’s gorgeous and talented and so, so kind. Any woman would be lucky to have him. You’ve been on the receiving end of his love. You know how easy it is to fall.

If your coworkers knew that you’d dated him in the past, they would think you were crazy to let him go. And maybe be a little jealous and probably pepper you with questions about him. You definitely are thankful they don’t know because the way some of them gossip about their own sex lives, they’d beg for details about a celebrity’s from first hand experience. 

 Excitement fills you as you sit in the airport. It’s finally summer. Your first year of college is behind you and you now get to spend two whole weeks with Seokjin in Jeju. Well Seokjin and his family. But they were kind enough to let the two of you have your own little place on the island. Well it was more of just the guest house to the main house they, along with Seokjin’s brother, would be staying at. 

This will likely be the only big summer trip you both take during college. Seokjin had originally planned to not go. More content to work all summer and save up money so the two of you could get an apartment off campus. His parents had offered to pay for a place, but Seokjin was adamant that the two of you wanted to do this for yourselves. 

You’d try to hide your disappointment about not going, but he knows you far too well and caved quickly to saying one trip wouldn’t hurt his independence. So now here you were, ready to fly out to Jeju. You haven’t been since you were little and you were excited that you got to go back and this time with Seokjin. 

The flight is quick and uneventful and Seokjin gets a taxi to take you to the beach house, his parents having arrived a few days prior. 

The main house is beautiful, but you’re more excited to see where you’ll be staying. The outside of the guest house looks like a miniature version of the main one. Inside, it’s spacious, all one room with an attached bathroom. The bed is separated from the living area by an ornate partition painted with a starry nightscape. The moon is painted in such gorgeous detail that you’re tempted to tell Seokjin you want to steal the partition when you leave. 

The living area is simple, a plush sofa and matching chair set facing a wall mounted TV. A small, well-stocked minibar is pressed against one wall. Around the partition and into the sleeping area is a large bed facing a set of french doors that open out onto a small deck that leads right down to the beach in two steps. 

Flopping onto the bed with a giddy giggle, you watch as Seokjin sets his bag down and gives you a fond smile. 

“Enjoying yourself?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.

You squirm back slightly, coy smile stretching your lips. “I don’t know. The bed seems kind of empty.”

He chuckles, sitting on the bed and tugging you into his lap. “Better?”

Humming, you press a kiss to his lips. “Much.”

When you go to pull away, he follows, capturing your lips in another, deeper kiss. “We don’t… have… a lot of time…” he murmurs between kisses. 

You give a vague affirmative, only half listening to his words in favor of pressing him back into the mattress. His parents can wait, you have some important business first.

 The night air is cool, the french doors left open, gauzy curtains shifting in the gentle breeze. Shifting onto his side, Seokjin presses a gentle kiss to your shoulder, soft and unhurried. It’s only been a couple of days since you’ve been here. But it’s been utter bliss, especially after the exhaustion from finals. 

You nudge the sheet lower down your bodies and press closer to him. Tonight seems like the perfect time for something soft and unhurried. A perfect time to really connect again. No hurrying because of classes, or roommates, or meetings. No papers to worry about. 

Just you and Seokjin. In a plush bed with a cool, ocean breeze enveloping you. If you peek through the curtains, you can just make out the shape of the moon, the illumination making Seokjin glow before you. 

He’s already bared to you. Both of you showering off the ocean water from an evening dip and simply crawling into bed together afterwards. The TV is off, the only sounds filling the room is the rustle of the sheets as you move and the lapping of the waves on the shore. You dare not speak and break the peaceful atmosphere and Seokjin seems to be on the same wavelength. 

Neither of you need to speak to know how to move around each other here. He cups your face, such a gentle caress, like you’re the most fragile and beautiful thing he’s ever held. It makes you feel cherished. He leans closer and time seems to slow down with the press of his plush lips to yours. He takes his time kissing you, so slowly like you have the rest of eternity for just this moment. 

Pushing you onto your back, Seokjin cages you in, enveloping you in the safe blanket of his embrace. His scent is overwhelming like this, you could drown in it. His hips press into yours, cock not fully hard yet, but that doesn’t matter. This is about taking your time with each other. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, hands sliding from his neck up into his hair.

The strands are a little dried out, a combination of the salty ocean water and the fresh bleaching it got. His parents hated it at first, but he defended it as just college experimentation. It’s supposed to be a time of discovery and why not try different hair colors. He’s unfairly attractive with the bleach blonde, just as handsome as his natural brunette. You know he plans to dye it another color. But he’s yet to tell you what it’ll be. 

You give his hair a light tug, relishing the sigh he releases against your lips. 

“Tell me what you want.”

“Just you.”

“You always have me.”

Seokjin nudges your thighs apart as he kisses across your jaw and down your neck. Trailing across your collarbones, he leaves a line nips down to your sternum. His hands slide up your sides till they meet your breasts, fingers cupping the soft flesh as he peppers kisses across the expanse of your chest. He traces one nipple with his tongue, teasing the bud to stiffness with each swipe. He moves on to the other one, changing it up and using his teeth this time. The air fills with your soft moans, blending with the waves outside. 

Moving lower, Seokjin kisses your belly, taking his time to touch every little mark across your skin. Pleasure simmers in your belly, every nerve burns like a live wire. Over all that, you feel loved. Absolutely worshiped as Seokjin presses a kiss to your mound with such reverence that you think he might convert right here and now. 

Seokjin eats you out just as slowly and thoroughly as he kissed you. He savors you with each swipe of his tongue, every suck, every twist of his fingers. Seokjin plays your pleasure like a fine-tuned instrument, drawing you ever so slowly to the edge. Your fingers thread through his hair once more, not to be demanding, but for the sake of feeling grounded. His tongue laps at you like you’re a ten course meal and he wants to savor every single morsel. When you chance a glance down at him, his eyes are closed, handsome face, what you can see of it at least, smoothed out in utter bliss. 

When you finally cum, it feels like sinking into pure euphoria. Seokjin drags it out for so long and so gently that you cum a second time. Though you’re so lost in sensation that maybe it’s still the first orgasm.

Pushing himself to his knees, his face glistens with your slick and you feel bereft with the distance suddenly between you. You reach out for him and he falls right into you, lips crashing against yours as his cock presses against your pussy. But you need more than that and you squirm, drawing a chuckle from deep in his chest. 

“Impatient…” he murmurs.

But despite his teasing, he shifts until the tip of his cock catches your hole and he slides in with languid push. You sigh his name and he answers with a nod, lips brushing your neck as he pulls back and starts a slow, almost lazy, rhythm. You cling to him, nearly delirious with pleasure. 

Nudging Seokjin, you pull him in for a kiss of your own. “I love you.”

He groans into your mouth. “Fuck… I love you too. So much.”

You lose track of time, your pace unhurried. Seokjin cums at some point and the two of you lay facing each other and exchanging soft kisses until you drift off to sleep. 

 You whine as Seokjin slips his cock into you. He’s been teasing you all day on the beach. At one point while you were in the water with him, his fingers slipped beneath your suit to tease along your pussy. You’d nearly screamed at the sudden sensation, but Seokjin had merely laughed and floated out of your reach, sending you a wink as he licked his finger. The second you returned to your room from dinner he was on you. This is so different from the other night. Somewhere in between the rushed couplings in the dorms and the slow, soft sex from then. It feels just as good, a little rough, fun, light. Perfect.

Seokjin grins cockily above you. “I barely did anything and you’re so wet for me, baby.”

Huffing, you try to kick at him, but he easily pins your leg down. He tuts and delivers a thrust that jostles you up the bed and draws a gasp from you. He looks entirely too pleased with himself. 

Before you can formulate any other sort of retaliation, the sound of voices catches your attention. Glancing to the side shows that neither of you shut the french doors. The voices don’t sound close, but they are near enough for you to hear. It’s not too strange, the beach is there for anyone. But it’s the first night that anyone has been out there, at least close enough for you to be able to hear from your bed. Music soon follows the voices. A party. 

Unbidden, the thought of someone breaking away from the party, coming down the beach this way and passing by the open doors has you clenching around Seokjin. He gasps at the sudden tightness, blinking down at where you’re connected. Licking his lips, he follows your gaze and a moment later, you see realization cross his features. 

His resulting grin is downright dangerous. “What’s got you going, baby? Hm?”

Swallowing, you turn back to him, blocking out the voices. You will not give him the satisfaction. “Nothing.”

Fingers digging into your hips, Seokjin glances towards the doors again. He gives a harsh thrust that pulls a startle moan from you. “Nothing, huh? I don’t think that’s true.” He turns back to you and there’s a dark look in his eyes. “I think that you want someone to walk by and see us. That the idea of being caught is exciting.”

You scoff, deliberately turning your face away from the doors. “I’m actually bored and thinking about what we’re doing tomorrow.”

Seokjin blinks at you for a moment before chuckling darkly. “Is that right?” You nod. “Oh, we’ll see about that.”

It sounds like a threat and a challenge. And you’re never one to back down from a challenge. “Well in the morning, we’re meeting your parents for brunch…” 

Seokjin’s tongue presses against his cheek as he slams his cock into you. It would force you up the bed if not for his bruising grip on your hips keeping you firmly pinned in place, forced to take the full brunt of his cock spliting you open. 

But you’re just as stubborn as him. “Then we’re going… to the spa… oh my g-god… you… you made… p-plans for lunch…” 

Every few words you stutter out are punctuated by another harsh thrust. Your legs are pushed towards your chest and his next thrust has his cock rubbing along your g-spot and for a second, your mind blanks on what’s happening, pleasure so sudden and searing that you forget everything but the full feel of Seokjin’s cock inside you. He starts to grin then, victoriously, and that pulls you out of it just enough to continue, gritting your teeth as he continues to fuck you.

“Said you had… a surprise… then we were going to… oh, fuck… gonna go to t-town… buy some… gifts… Seokjin, please…”

He grins. “Gonna admit what you were thinking about?”

One hand leaves your legs, thumb brushing your clit and your resolve crumbles with your rising desire to cum. 

“Fuck… yes! I want someone to walk by. See you fucking me, making me cum, making me feel good… Seokjin, please…” you whine out.

“Well, why didn’t you just say so?”

His rough thrusts pick up again. This time accompanied by the rhythmic movements on his fingers on your clit. Your orgasm builds quickly and leaves you breathless as Seokjin forces you over the edge. You cry out, heedless of the volume of your voice. If anything, the thought of someone hearing how Seokjin makes you feel makes you shudder with pleasure.

Seokjin groans, hands dropping to the bed as he chases his own orgasm, smothering his moan of your name against your shoulder. 

When he’s caught his breath, he raises his head, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “So… exhibitionism, huh?”

 The stories you had are probably worth a lot. Which is why you keep them to yourself. No one but you and Seokjin need to know those details. Especially not some of the more nosy people you work with. Hoseok thankfully played along with only knowing him on a professional level and not that you all went to university together. 

It’s typically pretty easy to just ignore the chatter when it comes up about him. But a couple days ago, you had a dream about him. One that after you woke up, you couldn’t recall almost anything about it. Except his face and the heavy feeling in your heart. His smile was burned into your mind and has left you feeling off since then. The mention of him today combined with the weird feeling brought back a whole slew of memories and things you had thought you’d long since moved past. To the point that you made the decision to leave work to work early because you were so confused. Why you were suddenly feeling like this about someone who you thought you’ve been over for more than 10 years. 

You never thought you’d be here back in university. Together with Seokjin. You both had thought you’d be together forever, whispered together about getting married, about the future. The things you’d do and the places you’d go to. 

 The arm around your bare waist tightens, a firm chest pressing into your back. 

“What’re you thinking about, baby?” Seokjin murmurs into the skin of your shoulder.

You chew your lip nervously before shifting in his grip so that you’re now facing each other. You’ve been thinking about a lot of things as freshman year draws to a close. All of them lead back to Seokjin.

The afternoon sunlight peeks in through the curtains, casting golden light across him and the dormroom. It’s an odd time to be in bed together, but it’s one of the only moments that you both have free and there’s no dormmates around to bother or have to kick out. Though you know Yoongi, Seokjin’s roommate and faux reluctant friend, would give you both the space if you asked. You don’t want to be the person that kicks him out constantly, so for now, you both are content to steal some free moments during the day when Yoongi has classes. Maybe next year you can think about getting a little place off campus together. A place both for you guys and maybe for your friends to visit and hang out at. 

You think Seokjin looks the most beautiful under the afternoon light regardless. Seokjin pecks your nose, drawing your attention back to him and his question that remains unanswered. You feel a little nervous bringing up what you were thinking about. But the two of you have been together for almost 3 years. You should be able to bring it up to him.

Swallowing your slight nerves, you finally speak. “Was just… thinking about the future…”

His answering smile is warm and gentle and you feel like the world could crumble around you and you would be safe here in his arms. “I hope I’m there.” 

Giggling, you press a kiss to his lips. “Of course. I can’t imagine a future without such a handsome man on my arm while I attend extravagant parties and get all the jealous stares to be dating someone so much younger than me.”

Gasping with as much drama as you expect from him, Seokjin falls onto his back, hands clutched over his chest. “I can’t believe this! The truth has finally come out! You’re only with me for my youthful looks!”

Fond smile growing, you settle your hand over his as he continues a dramatic monologue about the ultimate betrayal. You wish he would listen to you about changing his major. You know he’d love being an acting major much more than he currently is in his business major classes. A major he’s in only to appease his family. 

Finally tired of his dramatics, you lean up and press a kiss to his lips, effectively silencing him. “I love you,” you murmur against his lips. 

 You wonder when he changed his degree. Or if he ever did. You know plenty of people who go into acting without the degree and Seokjin certainly had the inherent talent to do it. It would be easy to verify if you just looked him up. Someone who’s so in the spotlight now would certainly have his degree information online. But you don’t want to do that. You wonder how invasive that must be. Although you and Hoseok are beginning to get that popular too, you wonder if those sorts of things will begin to happen to you. You can’t imagine you’d be very interesting to follow around. 

Truthfully, you don’t know what would be worse in regards to the fate of Seokjin’s degree. If he had done what you had told him all along and changed his major after you two broke up, or if he had decided to follow his dreams even if he didn’t have the degree for it. It’s undeniable that it hurts either way. The first time you’d seen him in a trailer had sent you spiraling in a way that you hadn’t since the breakup. 

 There’s a pounding at the door, but you can’t find it in yourself to get off the couch. The TV is still on the channel it had been on last night and you’re still sat in the same place as then. Honestly, you only know that it’s at least morning because there’s light streaming in through the windows and when you had seen the trailer it had definitely been evening. 

You had been watching some show, whatever you landed on first that seemed at least mildly entertaining, while eating dinner. A quick break from the sketches that are scattered across your coffee table. Sketches that could lead to your first big contract.  

But your peaceful and exciting night of work had been interrupted when you’d seen a preview for a new drama. A new drama with Kim Seokjin. It had been crushing to see. You had been telling him to do that for so long. To the point that it became one of the contributing factors in your seemingly inevitable breakup. 

It seems then that the problem was never with whether or not he would follow his dreams after graduation. It was just if you would be there with him. You cried when you saw it, a vice of bitterness around your heart that while you don’t get to celebrate with him, you’re so happy that he’s doing what he loves. You’re fairly certain you stopped sometime around midnight, though the night was a little hazy as your thoughts circled around one thing. How he hadn’t wanted you there with him.

The banging at your door stops at some point, though you don’t know how long they kept it up for. And then your door is suddenly being shoved open, banging against the wall and there’s two sets of footsteps moving quickly into the apartment. You hear a muffled ‘fuck’ and then you’re being enveloped in a hug. 

It takes only a moment for you to realize who it is, the orange-y scent of Jimin’s favorite cologne washing over you. Your breath stutters then, it hurts to breathe so you bury your face in his chest and his arms tighten around you. He murmurs comforting words and someone else sits behind you, hand gently rubbing your back. 

Eventually, you calm down and you pull away to give Jimin a weak smile, one that you direct to Hoseok as well when you see him behind you. Jimin returns with a pained smile of his own. 

“You saw, huh?” You nod and Jimin sighs. “I had hoped that you wouldn’t see it last night. It’s what I was planning to tell you at dinner tonight. So you could be prepared for it. I’m so sorry I waited to tell you.”

You shake your head quickly. “No, you have nothing to apologize for.” You rub your neck. “I… I didn’t think I would react quite like this… It’s been 3 years. You worked so hard to help me out of that dark place-”

Jimin puts a hand over your mouth, cutting you off. “No, you worked hard to get yourself out of that dark place. I was just there to hold your hand. It was a tough breakup. It’s understandable if there’s occasionally things that bring that heartache back up.”

You nod slowly, not fully believing his assertion that he just held your hand post break up. You probably would’ve dropped out of university after the breakup if you hadn’t met Jimin. You look between him and Jimin. “H-how did you know to come?”

Hoseok gives a sheepish grin. “You didn’t show up to work and I got worried. I texted Jimin on my way here and he seemed to know exactly what had happened.”

“Now that we’re here. How about I go get all of us some junk food and you two find something trashy for us to binge?”

 After that, it got much easier to see him on your screen. Or on screens in the train stations. Or plastered on ads and billboards. 

It helped you actually, to finally, truly move on from him. A sort of immersion therapy to numb you to his face. You didn’t need him to be happy. You loved your budding design business with Hoseok, clubbing with Jimin, dating both casually and more seriously. It all got easier with time and you’re grateful for the friends that you have. Your friends have always been there for you, even back then. 

 Your first birthday after the breakup was rough. Seokjin always planned something elaborate and thoughtful. There would be none of that this year. You went to work in the morning, gave your coworkers a fake smile as they wished you a happy birthday with a cupcake in the breakroom before you opened the cafe. It was sweet of them to do, but the breakup was still far too recent for you to truly enjoy anything like this. 

Jimin had night classes so you would have the evening alone. You at least had your own room now instead of sleeping on Jimin’s couch in his old apartment. You had protested his plan to move to a two bedroom apartment for you both to share so you could have your own space. You knew on your meager wages you’d never be able to help with rent at such a large place. You and Seokjin had barely been able to afford your studio together.

But Jimin insisted. He had more than enough to cover rent and you could just save your money. Or buy groceries and cook. He hated cooking, could do it just fine but was too impatient for it. It seemed like incredibly inadequate compensation for him giving you a place to live, but he just smiled and said that’s what friends do for each other. You had cried and he teased you afterward and then made you buy him ice cream. But you agreed to moving and letting him help. 

And it was nice to have your own room. It was great to live with Jimin. He was the sweetest and seemed to always know exactly what you needed. Hoseok visited often too, though you don’t know if he was coming to see you or Jimin more some days, and the three of you worked hard to get through your last year of university. Together. 

But with Jimin in classes tonight, the apartment would be empty. You didn’t really feel like cooking either. So you’d probably just have some ramen. If you could even be bothered to eat to begin with. You freeze when you get to your floor, brows knit in confusion when you see a beautiful bouquet of red and yellow lilies, interspersed with sheep sorrels. The vase is a glossy deep blue, splashes of purples and pinks and speckles of white paint of soft starry night. 

You wonder who they’re for. They must have been left at the wrong door. You carefully look through the petals for a card, finding the glossy little square quickly. Tears gather in your eyes when you see the little cartoon cat head sketched into the blank area of the card. It’s a little cruder than you’re used to seeing, the ear slightly misshapen, the cheeks a little too chunky, the lines a little unsure. 

But it’s unmistakably Yoongi’s cat doodle. Meaning he must have dropped these off for you, even though you and Seokjin have broken up. And you’re not even sure if he knew where your new place was. You’d have to thank him soon for them. It makes the day a little less rough to have something so pretty. To know someone was thinking of you.

 You never did get the chance to thank him properly for the gift. At least directly. You’d taken him a coffee, a few days later, as thanks. He’d looked a little confused but never questioned or made you say anything out loud. Which you’re grateful for. Just because you and Seokjin split up, didn’t mean you and Yoongi couldn’t still be on friendly terms. Though you haven’t properly talked to him in quite a while. Maybe you should ask him to meet up soon. See how he’s been doing. 

But even with all the progress you’ve made and all that your friends have done for you, you still have the occasional bad day. Looking back on it, it had been years since you had one that affected you enough that you had to take off work specifically in regards to Seokjin. You’re really not sure what made it seem like the beach, this beach was the best place to go. But there was just something that called you here. 

For as painful as the breakup was, Seokjin was your first love. He was amazing while you were together. Always loving and supportive. Even when things started to fall apart.

 With a groan, you push the apartment door open, giving a harder shove when it gets jammed. Like it always does and your landlord refuses to do a thing about it. The lights are off when you finally get the door shut and your heart sinks. Seokjin was supposed to be home. You haven’t seen him for more than a few minutes in the last week. This was going to finally be the night you spent together. Throwing your bag down, you flick the lights on, seeing the cramped studio apartment is indeed empty. You pull your phone out, seeing if maybe he just ran out for something or if he was running late, but there’s nothing. 

You try not to let your disappointment consume you and instead grab your sketchbook from the shelf and decide to get some sketches done while you wait, hoping, probably vainly, that Seokjin will be back soon. 

You jerk awake to the sound of the door slamming and when you blink blearily at the clock, it’s nearly midnight. You turn to watch as Seokjin kicks his shoes off, weariness written in his posture. 

“Hey,” you croak and Seokjin gives no indication that he heard you. “Where were you?”

Seokjin straightens and sighs before turning to you. There’s a dead look in his eye that you’ve never seen before, let alone had directed at you. “Out.”

For all that you had been sad or worried, anger and confusion surges through you at his complete disregard. “Out? You could’ve texted. We were supposed to have a night in together.”

His jaw tightens and he drops his bag beside yours before moving towards the bathroom, the only place in this shithole with a door. “I had to study.”

And before you can say anything else, the bathroom door is slammed shut behind him. You stare at it incredulously. He can’t be serious. You’re just as stressed as he is. Finals are creeping in and along with that is planning for senior year. At the rate you’re going, summer is going to be unbearable. 

 You sigh, shaking the memories away. You don’t want to dwell on the bad anymore. Even if the breakup was crushing, the good times were amazing. With the sun finally below the horizon, the moon takes its place, casting cool white light across the beach. And with it, comes the peace of being alone. You let the sound of the waves lull your thoughts to silence.

But the sound of footsteps pulls your attention, confused because the beach is basically deserted at this time, the chill brought in with the moon driving most people inside. Your breath catches in your throat when you see Seokjin standing not far from you. The wind blows his hair from his face and he looks tired. A little older, but still just as handsome as he was in university.

There’s no way that this is happening. You must be dreaming. That’s right. This is just another dream. A weird continuation of the one from a couple of days ago. Seokjin isn’t really here. Not at the same time as you. Not when there’s no one around. Not when your heart feels vulnerable and you can admit that you maybe really, really miss him. Sometimes.

But the chill from the wind feels real. The wood biting into your palms where your grip has tightened on the bench feels real. He looks real and handsome and devastating. Every bit like the man who stole your heart in high school and broke it in college. Who loved to make sure his loved ones were always laughing. Who had such a flair for dramatics that it was never a surprise that he’s such a popular and talented actor. 

The jacket wrapped around his shoulders is unmistakably yours. A silly, casual design that you had done but never put into a collection cause there was never one it fit. You had sewn it on a whim, the idea eating away at you until you made it, settled the itch in your fingers. There’s only one way that Seokjin could’ve gotten that.

Hoseok. 

Have they been talking more than Hoseok let on?

Seokjin hasn’t noticed you yet and you’re wondering if you’d be able to slip away without having him notice you when he turns and freezes. He seems just as surprised and blindsided to see you as you are to see him. You stare at each other and it feels like an eternity and a million conversations pass between you both. He swallows and closes the short distance between you both and tentatively takes a seat beside you. 

He looks nervous when he turns towards you. Clearing his throat after a moment, he sticks his hand out, tentative smile on his face. “Hi, I’m Kim Seokjin.”

You almost laugh. It’s such a him thing to do. As if you would ever forget him. Seokjin left a scar on your heart, you’d carry a little piece of him for the rest of your life.

But the introduction feels like more than a way to break the tension. There’s a question hiding in his innocuous words. Is this okay? Can I be here? Can we be in each other’s lives again? 

Most importantly, it feels like a fresh start. A new chapter. You and Seokjin are different people now. You’re both successful. You’ve grown, matured, learned. You’re no longer the starry-eyed, hopeful kids in college. Full of dreams and hopes, but with so little experience. 

Who knows, maybe there won’t even be romantic feelings between you anymore. Maybe you’ll just end up friends. 

But maybe this new start is what you both need. The sun may have set on your relationship in the past, but maybe it was just what you both needed to let the sun rise now. Something new, and exciting, but still a little bit familiar. 

You take his hand with a smile. “Hi, Kim Seokjin. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

[atsukashii]

heyyyyy im miley :) can you please do

MILEY X KUROO + SHE/HER + ☀️ + BLACK

thank you! i hope you have a nice day

( i loved the other kuroo one you did. it was so cute ^-^)

looking only directly at you so you don't go away

✘ you're absolutely the kind of person who loves spontaneous adventures, even more when your boyfriend is by your side. But when it comes knocking at 1am - you love them a whole lot less.

✘ GENRE: fluff

✘ WARNINGS: none

✘ WORD COUNT: 1.4k

When you had heard your phone vibrating next to your bed when the sky was still dark out, you had not expected to see twenty six missed texts from your boyfriend. Expecting the worst, you immediately sit up in bed with a thundering heart, unlocking the screen.

[1:33am] FROM: KUROO Sleeping beauty, wake up please

[1:33am] FROM: KUROO Seriously, we’ve got places to be gorgeous

[1:34am] FROM: KUROO I’m about to start tossing rocks at your window.

A small thunk noise echoes through your room, and your head whips towards the window. You wait a moment, brows furrowed in somewhat confusion and disbelief. Surely he isn’t… Only a few seconds later there’s another noise and you slip from your warm bed and move to the window, yanking it open and glaring at the person outside.

“I know that romance movies make being woken up by your hot boyfriend in the middle of the night as super romantic, but I can tell you right now; it’s not.” You whisper in a hiss, leaning your forearms on your windowsill.

“Maybe it’s romantic for me,” Kuroo’s hazel eyes flash in the dimmed lighting coming from the lamps on the street. His teasing grin has butterflies fluttering gently in your stomach, and as much as you think that the gesture is adorable coming from him. “And you think I'm hot?” That smile also makes you want to throttle him.

“You’re standing in Mr Sato’s vegetable garden.” You point out, only smiling once Kuroo looks down at his feet, muttering a brief curse under his breath, knowing full well just how protective your elderly downstairs neighbour is of his garden.

“Well if you hurry up and climb out your window to join me on our adventure, I can stop standing on carrots.” He replies back, wagging his brows at you in encouragement. The thought of climbing out your window and dropping a storey to the ground makes you laugh and instead you grip the window and shoot your boyfriend a look.

“I’ll take the stairs thanks.” Is all you say before closing the window and locking it. Not giving Kuroo a second glance, you quickly scurry around the room, changing into some jeans, grabbing a thick jacket. Quietly sneaking down the internal staircase of your complex, you almost run out of the entrance to not wake up your neighbours. It’s not until you see Kuroo leaning up against the fence of your building do you finally relax.

“I hate you.” You sigh, breathing into your hands, trying to bring heat into them, but the October chill has them getting colder by the second.

“You love me.” Kuroo corrects, reaching out and grabbing one of your hands, entwining his fingers with yours before shoving them both into his jacket pocket. The gesture makes you smile, and he sees it before you can try to hide it and smirks at you, but you honestly don’t care.

“Alright Casanova, pray tell, why the hell are you dragging me out of bed in the middle of the night?” You finally ask, following your boyfriend to god knows where as he starts you both down the footpath.

“Can’t tell you, it’s a secret.” He shoots you a wink with his reply, causing you to roll your eyes. Whoever once said if you roll your eyes too much they’ll fall out of your head was a liar, considering it was a constant gesture of love between you both, and your face was still intact. It’s only after walking in comfortable silence down the main street of your town, smothering a yawn in your shoulder that you finally recognise where you're going. Your idea is cemented when Kuroo rocks to a stop outside the train station.

“I didn’t bring my wallet.” You realise, cursing at your stupidity.

“I know, don’t worry sweetheart.” Shaking his wallet in the sky for good measure, you both get into the station and board an awaiting train, the whole time, you give up trying to figure out where you’re going as sleep once again tugs at your consciousness.

When you finally sit down on the cushioned bench seats, you immediately lean your weight into your boyfriend.

“Was I supposed to bring clothes?” You ask, slightly concerned to be unprepared for something like this. Although, since dating Kuroo, doing sporadic spontaneous things such as this became a common occurrence, but you always had a somewhat plan on where you were going. This was the first time you’d been left out of the loop until the last minute.

“Nope.” He responds with a smile as you lay your head on his shoulder. You eye his backpack sitting on his lap that you hadn’t noticed before, and he gently flicks your cheek.

“Stop stressing about it and just sleep. I’ll wake you up when we’re there.” He whispers, pressing his face to the top of your head and kissing your crown.

“Okay,” you get out before closing your eyes and letting Kuroo’s warmth bleed into you, keeping out the cold and helping sleep tug at your subconscious.

You’re not sure how long you sleep for, as when your boyfriend finally shakes you awake, it’s still dark out. Blindly, you take the backpack that Kuroo offers you before slipping it onto your shoulders.

“Up you go,” Kuroo says, his back facing you and a grin tossed over his shoulder.

You have absolutely no idea where you are either. As you walk through a small coastal town, your head resting on his shoulder, all you can make out is weathered old styled homes and storefronts, with stone streets and the smell of salt in the air.

If you weren’t half asleep, you might have picked it up earlier, but it takes you literally staring at the beach to realise Kuroo has brought you to the ocean. With furrowed brows, you get off your boyfriend’s back and step around him, letting the gentle ocean breeze hit you at full force. Why had he done this? You loved the ocean, and the fact that you didn’t live near it was a downer, but you had both made time to holiday to any beachfront town you could find when you had time. So why now?

He must see the question in your gaze, because Kuroo simply grabs your hand and pulls you onto the sand. “Come on,” he smiles, and you’re so confused, shocked and overwhelmed that you just follow him onto the beach. Dragging you down towards the shoreline, he suddenly sits on the sand and reaches up, gripping your hips and bringing you down with him.

“Kuroo-”

“Wait, just watch.” His voice gently brushes against your ear as you both stare at the ocean. His chest flush against your back, with his arms comfortably wrapped around your stomach, keeping you close and warm, you both sit in silence waiting for what you're not sure.

But then you see it. At first it's an odd light that you think as a trick of your eyes, but then as seconds slip by and dark blue sky bleeds to orange and yellows do you inhale sharply. You want to glance at the time, but you already know it's morning, and you’re witnessing the sunrise. Something throbs gently in your chest, as if someone is tugging on a rib, and you lean back into your boyfriend for support. Kuroo squeezes you for a moment before withdrawing an arm to fiddle with his backpack. Your eyes don’t move from the light show in front of you until you feel both of Kuroo’s arms back around your stomach.

“I’ll be the first person you see every time.” He whispers the words he’d said when you were just kids, and you finally look down to his hands to see a small cupcake. Your heart lurches into your throat as you take in the single candle and although it's unlit, the sentiment doesn’t go past you. Turning your head slightly, so overwhelmed that you can’t stop the stray tear from slipping by. There’s so much love radiating between you both and you press your hand to his chest, not knowing how to say just how happy he makes you. Not knowing how to emphasise how much you love him, and there will never be a way to properly articulate it either. But Kuroo knows, because he nods, his own eyes blinking rapidly as they well, then places a chaste kiss on your lips. One that has enough love in the small action alone, you feel it in the depths of your bones and soul.

“Happy birthday gorgeous.”

a/n: i'm living for these hq asks tbh! and even tho this is a self ship post, i still want kuroo to do this with me pls

✘ EVENT STATUS : CLOSED  ✘

[bunny-xoxo]

Power Couple Playlist

for my love @ikigaitooru , please enjoy Shawty :)

warning: slight timeskip!oikawa spoilers

Relationship Head cannons 

I am not joking when I tell you you guys would be the definition of a power couple, like the kind where when people see you together they definitely get a little nervous assjjjdjsakaka

The team adoressss you too, like you are constantly clowning Oikawa and he’ll just be there like 🧍‍♂️ while the rest of the team loses their minds

Don’t let him fool you though! Oikawa clowns you just as much as you clown him definition of a petty queen

But also let literally anybody else say something to either of you, y’all just go innn on them (unless it’s Iwaizumi of course)

But as much as you two bully each other, you guys are infatuated with each other like you guys got each other on the brain constantly

IMO you guys definitely started off as flirty bullies, to flirty jackass friends to lovers 😶 (I’ll go more into detail with the playlist ;))

Your relationship definitely gives off summer fling type vibes but it just ,,, never ends lmaoo

You guys are LITERALLY the king and queen of the zodiacs and I feel like Oikawa would bring it up constantly “who cares babe we rule the world, let’s do what we want 😩” headass you cannot tell me he wouldn’t say this shit slightly unironically

Stares at you any chance he can get, he loves it when you’re hanging out with someone and you’re doing most of the talking so he can just watch you (will get embarrassed and sheepish if you notice though)

His favorite is when you’re smiling or laughing really hard and then look at him to talk or wait for his response shit gives him butterflies every time

Totally the type to wipe your face with a napkin if you guys are out and you got something on it and then just smile at you like 😊 got it

OKok i dont know much about smoking but he’d DEFINITELY be the giggly type probably horny too but you didn’t hear that from me

Boasts about you literally all the time whenever he gets the chance pls, whenever he gets interviewed at his games in Argentina he relentlessly finds ways to bring you up

Definitely let’s you do his makeup, no questions asked

Sometimes you’re aggressive and chaotic and it scares but also excites him in the best way

OKOK Playlist time!!

(the title is a joke pls don’t come for me asjfkdllsjs)

I kind of made this playlist as a soundtrack to your guys’ relationship and did my best to have it align with your music taste even though I feel like I did horrible job of that 

I really hope you enjoy it and if you need me to change anything please tell me!!

1. Song for Me - Greer: Ok here we go, friends to lovers gang!! Y��all definitely trying to deny it, but you’re catching stupid feeligs stupid fast. He can really talk to you about these big dreams and you just listen and talk with him so intently that it makes him feel something he can’t explain at first it’s called romantic feelings dumby. And hearing him talk about his dreams with you and just really want to talk with you really makes you so happy; and you can’t help but imagine getting to be by his side with him while he does this and- hold on, did you really just think that? Yeah cue 2:37 of the song 

2. This Side of Paradise - Coyote Theory: Yeah, so you guys mutally realize that you like each other and do NOT know what to do. You guys kind of start to dance around it and aren’t sure what signs are real or made up lmaooo. You’re both so playfully flirty it’s like 😏 ahahahah.. 👀👀 bimboz anywayyy cue the side glances from Oikawa and his relentless staring as he slowly falls more and more for you

3. Heavenly - Cigarettes After Sex: UGH DID SOMEONE SAY MUTUAL PINING, pls I feel like this would go on for a fair bit with Oikawa, he’s so dramatic. This song is just the definition of you two just wanting each other. And the fact he’s so nervous to screw it up with you just makes him more nervous cause he’s like oh shit, I really like her. Iwaizumi talks it through with him though knocks some sense into him “If she’s so great why wait until someone else recognizes that and want’s her all to themselves? As a matter of fact I’m sure-” “IWA PLEASE I GET IT” literally runs to your house out of breath after practice to confess to you assjfjdkkd

4. Violet - Hippo Campus: Ok so you guys are definitely together now, and this song just reminds Oikawa of you so hard. It played on his way home from your first date and now he just completely associates with you. Sometimes if he’s feeling extra nervous before a game he’ll listen to it and immediately feel better, it’s like your theme song for you in his mind right now, not that he would tell you that. Whenever he see’s you in the stands at his games this song is like a backtrack in his mind and it just gets him so extra pumped them serves are definitely extra terrifying

5. Michelle - Sir Chloe: Ok we’re gonna get a teensy bit angsty in here 😶 this song is definitely about Oikawa. He’s just so perfect and you hate it, you can’t help but start to love him and it’s so frustrating? He’s just gonna ruin you and you know it. You wanna try to fight falling in love with him so bad but you know there’s just no way that’s gonna happen. It’s like, who are you to be falling for him? It’s intimidating to fall in love with someone you can’t help but see as literally so perfect, knowing practically everyone wants him. He would obliterate you if he heard you think this way but who has to know

6. Sweet - Cigarettes After Sex: This is it, this is the song Oikawa realizes he’s in love with you to. Not just loves you but like in love with you. It starts playing in his headphones while he’s on a run and it makes his heart stop. He just can’t stop thinking of you alongside every lyric (1:45-1:53? Oh yeah) and it makes him so soft; while also scaring the absolute shit out of him. He’s just so in love with you.

7. I Love You - The Post Nobles: OK IM SORRY A LITTLE WITTLE BIT OF ANGST! I do see falling in love scary period, and I do feel like it would kind of scare Oikawa for a second, like he’d really have to sit with his thoughts for a second and be like?? I love this girl? Oh god what if I mess it up? What if I lose her? What would I do? What if she doesn’t love me back? It would just be so much easier if I didn’t love her. So this song is more to himself like, fr my guy?? You love this chick? Wanna take it back? Nope. He can’t believe it but he’s in love with you and has no choice about it, it’s scary but he would let you ruin his life and he ultimately wouldn’t want it any other way. 

8. Pretty Boy - The Neighbourhood: I mean c’mon, this SCREAMS falling for Oikawa vibes. But it’s kind of like your song to each other like fuck it, we’re in love and we can’t do a damn thing about it. ~acceptance

9. Hot Faced - Margaux: I don’t know how to explain it but this is definitely you and Oikawa?? (”King” C’mon now 🙄) I have a feeling people are easily intimidated by you (you look like someone I’d be scared to talk to you) and Oikawa is so charming and inviting, like everyone loves him. So I’m sure there’s people who are like 🧍‍♀️ she’s intense, how’d he just get her like that? And she got him? Power Couple

10. Driving - Donna Missal: Honestly, this is totally just a ~vibe time song for the two of you :)

11. Burning Pile - Mother Mother: Ok TELL me you two wouldn’t blast this song, singing your lungs out together when someone’s had a bad day or is particularly stressed out? Definitely becomes somewhat of a ritual between you two 🖤 you guys are so cute I love you

12. Sunrise - Kevitch: This song is just the definition of your guy’s infatuation and love for each other. People are definitely jealous of you two cause it’s just so obvious on your faces you love each other. 

13. The Girl - City and Colour: Don’t hate me - slight Oikawa angst 🧍‍♀️ It’s Oikawa, he’s angsty. I strongly HC he’ll just never feel quite good enough for his s/o. He just feels like he’s dragging you around so he can chase his dreams and he hates how selfish he feels for doing that to you, but he just couldn’t imagine loving anyone but you. He has these big dreams of becoming a professional volleyball player, and even when he makes it to Argentina with you he feels like he constantly needs to do better for you and just loves you so much it hurts, and he just hopes that that’s enough for you :( 

14.  Cover Me in Roses - Holden Laurence: Intimate much?? Oikawa would most definitely make you slow dance to this song with him. It plays in his head if he wakes up before you, or if you fall asleep before him, all while he just can’t help but look at you and feel so so soft while he caresses your face and just thinks: this is it, this is all I need to make it through anything.

15. I Wanna go to the Beach - Algernon Cadwallader: Did someone say laughing and dancing in the hot night air or Argentina in nothing but your underwear inside your house with all the windows open? Cause that’s what I heard.

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OKOK THAT’S IT BABES, I really hope you liked it, pls tell me if you’d like any changes.

And if anyone else see’s this I’d be more than happy to do this for you, too! Just send an ask with your music taste, tell me about yourself (a fair amount pls lmaooo) and whether or not you want someone or want me to pair you up! (haikyuu only please!)

[radiantroope]

18. “Hey, are you still awake?” + 43. “Don’t go on that date.” with JJ pls

18; “Hey, are you still awake?”

43; “Don’t go on that date.”

warnings: maybe a swear or two, possible grammatical errors

a/n: this turned out really long omg i’m sorry but i hope you like it

What was supposed to be a one night stand with a Touron had turned into casually hooking up over the course of the week. JJ despised the guy, Rory, already. He couldn’t help the anger that boiled in his stomach when he woke up and saw the two of you on the pullout couch. His gut twisted when he watched you kiss him goodbye in the morning only to see him again later that night. It’s been a week already, shouldn’t this kid be long gone? JJ thought you himself.

As luck would have it, Rory was in town for a whopping four weeks. The blonde Pogue didn’t know how much more he could take. He couldn’t continue laying awake at night, listening to squeak of the shitty make-shift bed or your poorly muffled moans. He was one more sleepless night from exploding on the both of you.

“You coming back to the house with us, Y/N?” Pope asked from across the table at The Wreck. John B. was hosting a small kickback with a few kids from the cut, just hanging out having some drinks.

Usually you were the first to jump on that idea but Rory had asked you on a real, proper date. He wanted to have a picnic on the beach and watch the sunrise. Unbelievably romantic and something you definitely weren’t used to.

JJ, who sat to your left, noticed your hesitation to the question. He was your best friend and had learned over time to pick up on your little tells. Like the way your knee was bouncing nervously under the table at that very moment. He raised an eyebrow when you glanced his way but couldn’t meet his eye.

“I-uh.. No, I actually have to wake up really early tomorrow,” you replied with a small smile.

“You? Waking up early? That’s funny,” John B. said through a laugh, earning a fry directly to the forehead at your hand. He playfully scowled at you and stuffed the fried potato in his mouth.

“I have a date, ding-dong,” you retorted and fiddled your thumbs together in your lap.

JJ’s heart dropped into his stomach. He locked eyes with Pope from across the table. The blonde’s jaw clenched and he shook his head as he averted his gaze to the table. It’s just a little fling, bro. It probably doesn’t mean anything. Pope’s words rang in JJ’s head. Well now this Touron was clearly more than a fling and he was after your heart. The same heart he’d been after for years.

John B., Sarah and Kiara extended their excitement for you, saying how happy they were that you were giving someone a chance. Much like JJ, you weren’t one for relationships. After your father left you and your mom when you were ten, you believed that’s what everyone would do eventually. Leave you. Some would call it commitment issues, but you couldn’t handle rejection. The idea of falling in love with someone and for them to wake up one day and leave you terrified you.

Something about Rory made you break down those walls, slowly but surely. He was so gentle and kind. He always checked up on you at parties or did the simplest things like hold the door for you. He wasn’t bad in the sack either and that was always a plus. He gave you a sense of security and intimacy that you’d been craving as much as you hated to admit it. Though, you were keeping it casual. You weren’t confessing your love for the kid, it was just a date.

You thanked the two of your friends but the silence from JJ threw you off. He was usually the first to make fun for you for going soft or tease you about doing something out of the ordinary for a guy. But he wasn’t even looking at you.

“JJ?”

The blue eyed boy grunted in response, keeping his eyes on the table. He had leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. He still had more than half his dinner sitting in front of him, untouched.

“What’s wrong?” you frowned slightly and turned to face him.

“Nothing,” JJ’s reply was short and cold. You weren’t used to him talking to you in such a way.

“J-”

“I said nothing’s wrong, Y/N. Drop it,” he snapped, tone sharp and venomous. His gaze was hard and emotionless when he finally met your eyes.

Your mouth clamped shut as you stared at him and waited for him to apologize. When he remained silent and went back to staring at his food, you cleared your throat and stood from the table. You tried to will the stinging in your eyes away as you picked up your purse.

“Y/N...” Pope tried to stop you from leaving.

“Thanks for dinner Kie. I’ll catch you guys tomorrow,” you looked at everyone except the blonde Pogue.

John B. looked at you sadly but gave you a soft smile and a nod. Pope had his head in his hand as he shook it slightly. Kiara was glaring daggers at JJ as she kicked him from under the table. Sarah gave you a small wave and an apologetic smile. With that, you turned on your heels and left the restaurant, feeling like a weight was sitting on your chest.

-

JJ was borderline plastered as he stumbled through the backyard and into the empty chateau. He’d gone in to retrieve more beer from the fridge but when he saw a picture of you, hanging from the metal front by a magnet, he paused. He felt horrible for how harshly he’d spoken to you earlier in the day. He was drinking to try and distract himself from the fact you were going out with someone who wasn’t him. To numb the ache in his heart that he didn’t have you.

He fished his phone out of his pocket and found your contact with ease. ‘Hey, are you still awake?’ he sent the text without hesitation, surprised he didn’t misspell anything with his drunken state.

You debated ignoring the text. You were still upset with your best friend for being so rash. In the whole seven years you’d known him, JJ had never lashed out at you before. Though it was almost midnight and you were concerned something may have happened at the kickback. No matter how upset you were at your best friend, you’d always worry about him. So you sent back a simple ‘Yeah.’ in response.

The Maybank boy flopped on the couch, dialing your number and holding the phone to his ear. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes as he tried to stop the room from spinning.

“Hello?” JJ’s breath hitched when he heard your voice come through.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for how I talked to you earlier,” his voice was strained and his words slurred together.

You sighed softly and sat down on the edge of your bed. You weren’t used to him getting this drunk. When he did it usually went he had too much on his mind and was trying to drown out those thoughts.

“JJ, it’s okay-”

“No, no it’s not. I was an as-asshole to you and I’m so sorry,” he cut you off, hiccups interrupting his words every so often.

“I forgive you, J. It’s fine,” you reassured him and stood up to slide your shoes on. Even though you were supposed to be up early, you wanted to make sure JJ was okay. You left your house quietly and started making the short walk to the chateau with your phone still pressed to your ear as your best friend rambled incoherently.

“I’ve been keeping a-a secret. I haven’t told anyone for yeeeaars.”

“You haven’t even told me?” you couldn’t help but smile at the small confession he was making.

“Nope.”

“C’mon, JJ, you gotta tell me now! We’re best friends!”

JJ went silent when you uttered the words best friends. He didn’t know how to respond. He opened his eyes and picked up his head, thinking of what to say next. As the chateau door opened and his eyes fell on you, he kept the phone pressed to ear and mumbled, “Dont go on that date.”

“What?” your brow furrowed as you stepped into n house and walked towards the couch.

You hung up the phone and stuffed it in your back pocket. JJ let his own slip from his hand and fall beside him. He stared up at you, azure irises glossing over. He was tired of hiding. He was tired of pretending he didn’t care about you as more than a friend. It was tearing him apart inside trying to keep it all in.

“I’m in love with you. I have been for God knows how long. I cant fucking stand seeing you with other people and wishing it was me,” JJ choked out as you slowly walked closer, finally moving to sit beside him. “So please, don’t go on that date if you feel the same way too.”

You were shocked as you stared into his watery eyes and saw no trace of dishonesty. He reached up to brush your hair of your face, letting his thumb trace your jawline. You reached up and cupped both of JJ’s cheeks, leaning forward and pressing your lips against his bruisingly hard. He wrapped you up in his arms, tears streaming from his closed eyes and wetting your cheeks as you let years of pining for one another pour out in the kiss.

[schmetective]

oh to be a teen with paranormal abilities and a very-alive-but-once-dead boyfriend watching the sunrise with all your beloved friends at your side. oh wait. 

this was born out of my softness for rex... you’ve gotta love the friends to enemies to lovers trope. besides having helped diego get together with ashley and saving the town via beach party, this is not specific to an mc, so pls enjoy as your character :) <3 

i was inspired by @leon-dalton to make something sömft so tyvm :’)

Rex Keller. 

It’s the name that followed you around for the worst few months of your life, blaming you for a murder you didn’t commit and reminding you of a friendship you had lost. The death of someone who decided they no longer wanted to be your friend, despite how deeply you still cared about them. The name of a ghost that flipped your world upside down, calling to life a dead past you had tried to escape. 

Rex Keller. 

It’s also the name of the boy who holds your hand in his, large and smooth and warm. Alive. The name of the boy who tugs you along Main Street towards the shore where the rest of your friends await. The boy who looks over his shoulder at you with excitement curling the corner of his lips. 

“You’re walking really slow for someone who woke me up at 5:00 in the morning to see the sunrise,” he says, slowing down to pace with you nonetheless. 

Your heart flutters at this, but you misdirect his perception with a smirk and a roll of your eyes. 

But he’s right. The two of you are strolling through a mostly asleep Arbor Isle, the only people awake save for the fishermen and your friends who are lighting up your phone with text messages, wondering where you and Rex are. You’re in no rush. 

“I might be regretting that decision,” you say, gesturing to your knitted sweater. Cozy as it is, the holes between the stitches do little to keep you warm. No jacket on an Arbor Isle morning? What is this, amateur hour? 

“What, did you just move here or something?” Rex asks, laughing softly around his words. His voice is still groggy from sleep. 

Your thoughts are so in sync with his, it’s like the two of you never ceased to be friends after middle school. Moments like these always take you by surprise, even if you spent a lot of your time with Rex after resurrecting him.

“It’s too early to deal with you,” you say, tone gentle and bearing no malice. 

“And yet you brought me,” Rex replies, like there’s some modicum of pride to be had in the fact. He lifts up your entwined fingers to support his case. 

“I did, didn’t I?” You look away and shake your head as if in regret, but the fact that you don’t bother to let go of his hand tells him all he needs to know. 

“We can’t just let you be cold all morning though, can we?” He asks, the not-really-a-question doused in a conspiratory tone.

The two of you are nearing the bay and you can make out the figures of Addy, Anuja, Kiril, Diego, Ashley, and Caleb, all looking to the horizon lined with trees. 

He lets go of your hand and for a second you think he’s about to give you his flannel lined with faux sherpa. But then he’s grinning and lifting his hands, and before you can protest, he throws his arms around you. You’re captured in a tight embrace that keeps you in place. A surprised yell makes the figures on the shore turn to you, and you realize that it’s you who made the sounds. 

“Rex!” You exclaim, though when he squeezes you, you crumble into laughter. 

“C’mon,” you say, trying to untangle yourself from him. All it does is urge him to pull you tighter against him. You’re well aware of your back pressing against his chest. “I don’t wanna miss the sunrise.” 

That, and being so close to him has made you warm enough to survive. 

“We can move like this!” He protests, causing you to shift so that you can look at him. 

Really? Is the sardonic word you don’t need to ask. 

He picks it up -- he always does. “Really.” 

And before you can ask him how, he begins waddling down the road with you still in his embrace. You move along with him, growing more embarrassed by the second. The sky is also brightening along with you. The sun will rise any moment now. 

You’re closer to your friends now. Close enough to see Addy pretend to look as if they’re about to vomit. 

Rex stops in front of the group but doesn’t seem like he’s letting go of you anytime soon. 

“Hey,” he greets everyone, as if this is a completely normal position to be in. 

Caleb breaks into a smile and claps Rex on the shoulder. That look of relief flashes through his eyes like it does whenever he sees Rex. You doubt it’ll stop in the near future, and you don’t really blame him. You’re probably the same. 

Despite everything, your friends are still tentative about Rex, and even more so Caleb, who Rex invites to hangouts like this. You get it. It’s hard to get over a friend heartbreak. Even harder when said friend died. But, even if you yourself don’t know it, they know how much you enjoy Rex’s company. They’ll come around. 

“‘Sup,” Diego says back, smiling at the two of you. 

“Did we miss anything?” You ask, looking around at the group. 

It really is like worlds collide, seeing the two groups in one when they wouldn’t hang out together otherwise. Diego dating Ashley and you Rex brought them together in a way that at first wasn’t comfortable for all parties involved, but it was something everyone was warming up to now. Caleb would likely leave once Arbor Isle started to wake up, which shows where he’s at... But he’s here nonetheless. Rex is grateful for his best friend’s effort, as he’s told you a few times before. After all, your best friends were once his too. Time was still doing its work in healing the hurt and easing the tension. 

“No, but did we?” Anuja asks with a raised eyebrow and a skeptical look from Rex to you. 

“Just got cold,” you and Rex say at the same time. 

“Right,” Addy grins with a wiggle of their eyebrows, drawing out the word like they were anything but accepting of the excuse (which, in yours and Rex’s defense, is the whole truth). 

“Guys!” Kiril says, and everyone’s attention snaps to him. “The sun!” 

And then you’re all looking at the sun as it peaks over the bay, washing the water and trees and the town behind you in its warm glow. The start of a new day. 

Rex, his arms still around you, kisses your cheek. “Thank you.” 

You reach up and squeeze his forearm. “For what?” 

“You. This. Everything.” 

You smile, hoping he knows you wanted this all with him to begin with anyway. You’d saved him for yourself as much as you’d done it for him. Not out of guilt, but... something that makes you unable to imagine a future without Rex Keller.

The way he squeezes you once more tells you he knows. That he’s still grateful anyway. 

“So!” Ashley says. “Breakfast at the diner?” 

She looks to you, asking as if you would have said no. 

“Your treat!” Diego punches your arm, though he has to awkwardly look for an angle to do it from because of Rex. 

The group begins walking back up to the street and you roll your eyes. 

“It always is,” you laugh, hoping Mom is ready for her first customers of the day.

You begin to move to follow them, not even minding that Rex still hadn’t let you go. 

But then he does, and he steps in front of you. You look up at him, eyebrows furrowing quizzically. 

“You good?” You ask, searching his face. His really, really attractive face. Will you ever get used to it? Probably not. 

His eyes roam over your face too, slowly as if he wants to savor every detail. It’s almost uncomfortable, but then he smiles. Charmingly and disarmingly so. 

“So good.”

And he kisses you. And you kiss back. And it’s the stuff of dreams, really. 

“Hey! You getting us breakfast or a room for yourselves?” 

You flip your finger at Addy, arms circling Rex’s waist.

He laughs against your lips at Addy’s words and reluctantly pulls away. 

“Shut up,” you tell them as the two of you make your way to join the group. 

“I will if you two stop being... like that,” Addy says with a fake shudder, turning away and starting to walk again. 

Rex laughs and squeezes your hand. 

“Addy won’t ever shut up then.”

[kyunsies]

i was tagged by my lovely lil fam @memehyungwon @pansynight @theyoungflexer ;; i love u all dearly!!!!!!

rules: answer these questions and tag 5 mutuals

1. Flowers or chocolates? flowers!!

2. Between day and night I prefer: day 

3. My favorite drink: WATER (more specifically sparkling water) (even more specifically la croix or san pelligrino hehe) 

4. Between sunrise and sunset, I prefer: mmm i can’t choose :( i love the sunrise bc i wake up pretty early naturally but ALSO i have a lil series here on all the sunset pics i take and they’re beautiful so :(( gotta go with both!!!

5. Between dogs and cats, I prefer: dogs, i think i’m allergic to cats LOL 

6. The vegetable I hate the most: eggplant, raw onions, cucumber, cauliflower......i could go on and on i hate how picky i am kfsdfjsdfjs

7. My favorite sound: kyun’s VOICE,,,,,and maybe the ocean (even tho i’m afraid of it) 

8. The first thing I notice about people: their teeth/complexion (i have crooked teeth so when someone shows me a bright smile??? love that!!!)

9. Would you prefer horror or fantasy? i love horror movies but there hasn't been a good one in a really long time (idk why collectively as a society we need to hire The Worst actors/actresses EVER for horror film ugh) so i guess i’ll say fantasy :^)

10. I’d want to be stuck in a lift with: my best friend or my teammate or someone who is strong OR all of the above together :’)

11. What city or town you’d like to live in? it’s been a dream of mine to live in chicago!!!!!! chicago has everything: beach front (lake michigan is so big you can’t even see the shoreline from across the lake so it might as well look like an ocean), the big city life, also a really nice suburban area........you literally have everything <33

12. What I value most in life: to be happy and also like, to love and be loved ;; being in love (not even romantically) with your friends and family is the best feeling in the world idk,,,,,life is so beautiful no matter how many things go wrong no matter what how lucky are we to live on earth and experience love and pain and happiness and sadness and all of life’s lil ups and downs :’)

13. If I could learn any skill, it’d be: hemming my own clothes ;; im so short i don’t fit into anything dfjskdfjsdfj but also i would love to learn how to improve cooking !!!

14. Between the beach and the mountains, I prefer: beach AND mountains its impossible to choose 

15. I’d love to get married in: a church lol (call me a prude religious person) but all of my aunts had beautiful weddings in beautiful churches and :’) im not saying i want an expensive wedding or anything but!!!!! i just love weddings lol 

16. My hidden talent: i can raise my eyebrow??? idk or i can do a one-handed cartwheel but that’s not really hidden i guess 

17. If I could bring anyone back to life, I’d bring back: jesus, and i’m not even lying i wish the world would be a better place ;____;

18. Why? we are in SHAMBLES hehe like i know we all should learn from mistakes and all that but i think collectively as a human race we need like,,,,,,,,a big ‘ol group hug <33

19. Rainy or sunny day? sunny but!!!!! i only like rainy days when a) its not windy b) it’s not humid and c) when its just plain ‘ol RAINING like no thunderstorms or super cells that will turn into tornados idk how to express the fear i have for severe thunderstorms :(

20. Who’s the real model of your life? momma bear!!!!

21. How I relax after a hard day: watching any form of monsta x content on yt, or a recent interest is learning about korean cuisine like i follow these 2 channels on yt where these couples make homemade korean food and i just think everything looks yummy and i would like to either try it sometime or make it sometime on my own!!!!!!

22. I like the way I look: absolutely not lol 

23. My most favorite facial features of myself is: ehhh maybe my eyebrows 

24. My most favorite part of my body is: i don’t really seem to have a favorite body part but ill just say i have a lil mole on my ring finger and i always joke around with my friends that when i meet my soulmate and he puts a ring on my finger that mole will glow gold or something LOL DO U BELIEVE ME NOW WHEN I SAY I AM A HOPELESS ROMANTIC <33

25. If I could change anything about my body: well to start i wish i was taller LOL 

26. If yes, what’s it: my height i want longer and slimmer LEGS 

27. If I could change something from my past: my whole uni experience 

28. How many piercing I have: 4?? two on each ear! 

29. I like makeup? i like makeup but i hate what “influencers” have done with it like,,,,,,you don’t NEED the newest jeffery star palette pls go at your own pace i feel like it’s just CONSUME and then okay what’s the next hottest thing that looks like everything else on the market :’)

30. I wear make up everyday: heck no 

31. My skin type is: combination in the summer but dry in the winter 

32. My skin tone: tanned? i don’t have a deep chocolatey skin tone but, it just looks like i have a tan all the time 

33. My hair color: dark brown 

34. My height: 4′11″ so i think that’s only 149 cm lol 

35. My age: 21 

36. My birthday: december 4 

37. My best friend: my roommate + my teammate + plus some other uni friends <33

38. I have a pet or more: none sadly :(

39. If I don’t, I’d like to adopt: YA my dream pup is a greyhound !!!

40. Video games or social media: social media i hate hate hate video games 

41. I’ve visited outside my country: canada + dominican republic + jamaica + mexico but i would love to go to europe 

42. I have an innocent/dirty mind: both honestly lol 

43. Someone proposed to me or asked me out? nah 

44. If yes, then I liked it and accepted or the opposite: nah 

45. Do you follow some celebrities’ fashion: no, i thin fashion is unique to the individual so there’s no point in copying :)

46. What do you think about your fashion sense: i like it and i feel comfortable in what i wear! 

47. You found someone copying your fashion: my fashion is simple so if someone dresses simple then we have the same BRAIN <33

48. Can you do your makeup properly: yes 

49. You go or used to go with makeup to school: i used to in grade school/junior high bc i had really bad acne but now i dont care anymore :D

50. What color suits you best? neutral colors + cold accessories 

51. Finally, how is quarantine going? it could be better but it's not terrible!! i go back to school this weekend sooooooo oof 

tagging: @ckyunoirs @softhyungkyun @xphenomenon @sohcean @hohyuk and anyone else who wants to do this (and ofc feel free not to as well!!)

[jinie]

*.+ soft asks +.*

I was tagged by @fluffyjhs (obrigada Lua, sua linda ♡) some time ago, but my phone ran out of battery when I was doing it and Tumblr didn't save it, so I took some time to do it again 😔

I'm tagging: @namtooris @njssi @namseokis @angeljk @softiejungkook @rapmooni @taeofcups @yunhosworld @guksdimple @utopiajeon @gukooky @worldwidechaotic @sunshinehobworld @jingertonic

Y'all don't need to do this and if you don't want to be tagged in games just let me know! I wish a great day or night to you! 💗

What's the smell of your shampoo?

Uh... I don't know. I only know it has a good and kinda sweet smell, sorry sjdjsjk

What's your aesthetics?

Listening to the pouring rain in the outside, cold days, oversized hoodies, warm sunrises and colorful sunsets, taking random pictures with a camera, petting random friendly dogs and cats, kissing the tip of a dog's nose, messy hair, loud music, comfy clothing, no make-up, book's smell, tight and long hugs, holding hands, loud voice when excited, singing to songs you don't know the lyrics even when you can't sing at all just because yes, chocolate taste, pastel colors, staying up late.

What's your favorite time of the day?

The dawn. I really like how it's quiet when the world is asleep, I can focus a lot if I'm not feeling tired or overthinking. I also love to listen to the birds waking up and singing when the sun starts to rise.

What do you most like about the beach?

The sound of the waves and how beautiful and vast it is. I always take pretty pictures uwu

What do you worry about constantly?

Usually my future. What should I do with all the years ahead of me? Will I find a purpose? When will I make some real friends? Things like this. And I also worry if I'm healthy.

What's a song you've cried to before?

I don't remember crying for real while listening to a song, but the last one I teared up while listening was Awake.

What are some relaxing tips for your followers?

Take a nap, drink some water slowly, take deep breaths until you feel calm, listen to calm instrumental music (or any music of your taste that helps you to feel good), listen to those songs with sounds effects such as rain or just rain/nature audios if you like them, watch funny or cute videos and laugh a bit, hug someone for a good minute (if physical contact doesn't bother you), take a bath/shower and focus on the water instead of your thoughts, give your pet some love (if you have one), look up at the sky for a while, go for a walk and breathe some fresh air...

What are some things that make you tear up?

It depends. I tear up to everything that makes my emotions overwhelmed. I can tear up to songs, movies, a soft gifset, sad stuff, a very happy moment... In conclusion, I’m a big cry baby sjdhdk

What is your favorite from each sense?

Smell - the smell of rain is my absolute favorite

Touch - soft blankets, I guess?

Sight - colors gradients (so satisfying~ especially when you can see those colors in nature, like in the sky for example)

Sound - the little noises my dog makes (I can't really explain these, but they're so cute uwu she always complains like "hmmm" when I hug/squish her and she makes this little soft snores-like noises before she gives kisses. It's the cutest thing ever and I love her with my whole heart ♡)

Taste - chocolate

What is an alternative reality you'd live in?

HARRY POTTER AU (can someone take me to Hogwarts pls)

What are some troubles you face on a daily basis?

Feeling unmotivated. Most of the days I don't even want to wake up. Procrastinating is also a really bad habit of mine and it causes me troubles constantly.

What is one scene from a book that makes you really sad?

Sirius Black death :( I know it was necessary, but still...

Say something to your followers!

Even though I don't talk a lot with my followers or mutuals because I'm shy and I don't know how to keep a conversation, I'm always here to make new friends and I'd love to talk more! So if any of you wanna talk just message me, seriously. I'm also grateful for each one of you, thank you so much for appreciating my blog 🤧💖

[hopuma]

NAME: manuella NICKNAME: manu or ella  AGE: 20 FACE CLAIM: none PRONOUNS: oof idk pls refer to me as oof HEIGHT: 5′6 BIRTHDAY: february 23rd

AESTHETIC: soft guitar tunes, waking up at 5am to watch the sunrise at the beach, rain streaming down the window, birds chirping early in the morning, loud laughter in quiet places, sticking around until the bar closes, hugs that last a little too long.  

LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO: death of a bachelor cover by chloe moriondo

FAVORITE MUSE ( S ) YOU’VE WRITTEN: it changes tbh right now it’s frank just bc i have been having lots of muse for him lately

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO TAKE ON YOUR CURRENT MUSE ( THAT YOU ARE POSTING THIS ON ): okay so when i make a new character it is either because a) i already had this character for a while in my mind and finally found the right fc for it or b) i really wanna play the fc so i make up a character that i think will fit that face. i think with frank i had this idea for a character whose name was frank and he was really hang up on being honest even though he was doing very dishonest things. someone who had like a strong moral code but felt like it wasn’t worth it to do the right thing so he was constantly fucking up and then having to excuse his behavior for himself. and then my friend told me he had never watched stranger things so i decided to rewatch season one with him and there is This One Scene where hopper is trying to talk to this girl he just slept with and connect with her and he is talking about some pretty heavy stuff and she is clearly not getting it and i was sitting there like oh okay that is frank. 

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE ASPECTS OF YOUR CURRENT MUSE: okay so i just love frank’s moral code just bc of how confusing and complicated it. like, he knows right from wrong, he knows when he fucks up without anyone having to point it out, he knows when he is doing something wrong, but he also feels like it’s not worth it to do what’s right most of the time. he feels stuck. he feels terrible if does what is right because it doesn’t change anything and ‘no one else is gonna look out for him why should he look out for other people??’ but he also feels terrible if he does what’s wrong because that will get people hurt and he doesn’t want to feel like a terrible person even if he is one. i just like throwing him into situations and seeing if he’d do what he thinks is right or wrong in it. 

WHAT’S YOUR BIGGEST INSPIRATION WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING: usually reading. whenever i’m reading smth i feel like writing smth else. also i have a playlist for each of my muses that usually gets me in the mood to write them. 

FAVORITE TYPES OF THREADS: all of them ?? i like sappy cute ship stuff just bc i put my characters through hell and i wanna give them happiness every now and then but i love pain and angst tbh. rn for frank i would love love love anything that explores his “bad” side and him just doing outright terrible, selfish stuff bc oof he totally would and i feel like i don’t have enough of those right now.

BIGGEST STRUGGLE IN REGARDS TO YOUR CURRENT MUSE: it is not really a struggle per se. it just smth that bothers me a little bit and it happens whenever i’m writing a character that is more of a shitty person. like, bc frank is the kind of person i would stay away from irl sometimes i’m writing here thinking like ‘can u please just do better?? just work on yourself a little bit?? just?? a little bit???’ and i’m very frustrated for a few minutes. but then it’s fine again and i go back to writing him

tagged by: @chingcna tagging: everyone who wants to do it !! yay !!

[6-flats-blog]

Get to Know Me

1. What is your full name? Mackenzie

2. What is your nickname? Mack

3. What is your zodiac sign?  Sag sun, Libra moon, Cap rising

4. What is your favorite book series? The Grisha Trilogy by Leigh Bardugo fucks me up

5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? Aliens duh and im a ghost so yea

6. Who is your favorite author? Haruki Murakami or Leigh Bardugo

7. What is your favorite radio station? CBC radio one tbh im a bona fide old lady

8. What is your favorite flavor of anything? cherry tbh 

9. What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? lmao id probably go “sicc” or just start swearing at it

10. What is your current favorite song? hellfire from hunchback tbh but also the other side of paradise by glass animals is making a comeback

11. What is your favorite word? i dont really have one ig 

12. What was the last song you listened to? mama’s gun by glass animals

13. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? avatar the last airbender i fuckin love that show

14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? moana all the way but i usually watch nature docs to cheer me up david attenborough is a very soothing man

15. Do you play video games? i do but not as like a thing

16. What is your biggest fear? dont even

17. What is your best quality, in your opinion? i’m pretty levelheaded most of the time and im able to be pretty frank with people

18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion? i can be mean unintentionally and im scatterbrained

19. Do you like cats or dogs better? cats pls dont kill me

20. What is your favorite season? winter or fall

21. Are you in a relationship? oui

22. What is something you miss from your childhood? innocence ig

23. Who is your best friend? idk tbh i have 3 really good friends but probably my boyfriend

24. What is your eye color? blue and yellow

25. What is your hair color? red but im planning on changing to purple and blue soon

26. Who is someone you love? my boyfriend and my 2 best friends

27. Who is someone you trust? see above

28. Who is someone you think about often? keep seeing above

29. Are you currently excited about/for something? starting music school in the fall

30. What is your biggest obsession? languages and food probably

31. What was your favorite TV show as a child? idk i didnt really have one?

32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? my bf i swear hes the star of this

33. Are you superstitious? nah

34. Do you have any unusual phobias? not really

35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? i prefer to be the camera 

36. What is your favorite hobby? playing piano or cooking

37. What was the last book you read? la symphonie pastorale by andré gidé for school? it was awful

38. What was the last movie you watched? moana

39. What musical instruments do you play, if any? piano, saxophones, i kinda play violin and clarinet, and i sing

40. What is your favorite animal? penguins i love penguins

41. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? i dont follow anyone yet rip

42. What superpower do you wish you had? the power to play smth by rachmaninoff tbh

43. When and where do you feel most at peace? on fogo island where my family is from its so peaceful even though its touristy now

44. What makes you smile? frédéric chopin

45. What sports do you play, if any? how dare you

46. What is your favorite drink? cherry slushies or ginger ale

47. When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? probably the fourth grade idk

48. Are you afraid of heights? im 6′3 so uh 

49. What is your biggest pet peeve? waking up

50. Have you ever been to a concert? ye

51. Are you vegan/vegetarian? i have been for 5 years ! i think

52. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? a lawyer wtf

53. What fictional world would you like to live in? i would Run Ketterdam And You Can’t Stop Me or the legend of korra world bc its a lot more chill than the avatar one

54. What is something you worry about? getting nuked

55. Are you scared of the dark? nah

56. Do you like to sing? yeah ig

57. Have you ever skipped school? i literally skipped school today

58. What is your favorite place on the planet? fogo island probably

59. Where would you like to live? norway or germany

60. Do you have any pets? no :( i want many

61. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl? probably an early bird

62. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better? sunrises

63. Do you know how to drive? i am legally permitted to drive, whether or not i know how to drive is up for debate

64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? earbuds

65. Have you ever had braces? oof yes dark times indeed

66. What is your favorite genre of music? uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

67. Who is your hero? my aunt

68. Do you read comic books? not really

69. What makes you the most angry? preludes and fugues

70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? real books obviously

71. What is your favorite subject in school? music is this even a question

72. Do you have any siblings? i have 1 brother

73. What was the last thing you bought? dairy queen?? i think

74. How tall are you? 6′3 or smth

75. Can you cook? yea pretty well actually

76. What are three things that you love? playing piano, cooking, driving

77. What are three things that you hate? mat

78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends? idk?? probably equal

79. What is your sexual orientation? you tell me

80. Where do you currently live? st. john’s, NL

81. Who was the last person you texted? my friend who is also named mackenzie

82. When was the last time you cried? today probably

83. Who is your favorite YouTuber? oof idk

84. Do you like to take selfies? nope

85. What is your favorite app? instagram? maybe

86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? it definitely is

87. What is your favorite foreign accent? scandinavian or scottish

88. What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? n o r w a y all of europe tbh tho

89. What is your favorite number? 27

90. Can you juggle? absolutely not do i look like magic

91. Are you religious? im spiritual

92. Do you find outer space of the deep ocean to be more interesting? deep ocean omg

93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? what does this even mean

94. Are you allergic to anything? peanuts

95. Can you curl your tongue? ye

96. Can you wiggle your ears? if i commit to it

97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? i want to say usually but almost never

98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach? forest i aint got time for sand

99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? dont die

100. Are you a good liar? yes

101. What is your Hogwarts House? ravenclaw

102. Do you talk to yourself? i have extended, in 

103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? ambivert i think

104. Do you keep a journal/diary? nah

105. Do you believe in second chances? depends i guess

106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? leave it there that aint my busieness

107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? yes

108. Are you ticklish? im SO ticklish surbgafdoaef

109. Have you ever been on a plane? yea

110. Do you have any piercings? just my ears but i want more

111. What fictional character do you wish was real? zoya nazyalensky i want her to murder me

112. Do you have any tattoos? i have one and im getting another soon

113. What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? not killing myself probably

114. Do you believe in karma? yea in a way

115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? nope but i probably should

116. Do you want children? idk yet 

117. Who is the smartest person you know? not my boyfriend

118. What is your most embarrassing memory? oof idk all of the eighth grade

119. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter? big yes

120. What color are most of you clothes? idk my wardrobe is a mess but i mostly wear black

121. Do you like adventures? absolutely

122. Have you ever been on TV? nah

123. How old are you? 17!

124. What is your favorite quote? “Ill figure out where I’m going when I get there”

125. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? Savoury except sour patch kids

[imagineproduce101]

Sunrise

You and your boyfriend go on a date to the beach to watch the sunrise.

kang dongho!!!!!!!

this was meant to be fluffy but took a more romantic turn idk

for anon: “dongho as boyfriend?”

You watched in amusement as Dongho tried to smooth the blanket out on the hot sand, small particles of sand flying into his hair and face.

“(y/n), can you pass me the basket?” He asked, diving to keep one of the corners of the blanket down on the sand. You obliged, passing over the picnic basket that Dongho had packed.

For some reason unknown to you, your boyfriend Dongho had insisted that the two of you go on a date at the beach, and you obliged, wanting to make your boyfriend happy. It was worth it to see the proud smile that he got when he’d successfully laid out your blanket, patting the spot next to him.

“What food did you pack?” You asked, snuggling into the hoodie that Dongho had lent you. “Coffee?”

“Coffee’s not a food, (y/n),” Dongho teased, passing you a thermal mug nonetheless. While you had decided to go on a beach date, you figured it would be better to beat the crowd of families and their screaming children, opting for waking up early and watching the sun rise at the beach instead.

“Having fun yet?” Dongho asked, lifting up his arm for you to snuggle underneath, already knowing that you preferred that position. You leaned against his body, letting yourself watch the waves lap up against the shore.

“I wouldn’t say fun,” you said with a smile, leaning up to kiss him, “more like relaxation.”

You spent a couple more minutes in relative silence, Dongho munching on some toast and you sipping your coffee. Despite it being summer, it had been hectic for both of you, Dongho busy with work and you stressed over an internship you’d managed to secure.

“When does your internship end, again?” Dongho asked, glancing down at you.

“Two weeks,” you replied, reaching over to intertwine your fingers with Dongho’s.

“I’ll take you to a nice restaurant when you’re done,” Dongho said with a smile, “I know how much it’s been killing you, and I also know that you won’t treat yourself, even though you deserve it.”

“Ey, what did I do to get such a caring boyfriend,” you chuckled, kissing his cheek as you squeezed his hand a bit tighter. Dongho laughed in embarrassment, still not used to your compliments even after almost a year.

“You deserve all the care you get,” Dongho replied, watching as the sun just barely cracked the horizon, a select few rays piercing the velvet blue sky.

The two of you sat in relative silence, just watching in awe as the sun rose, slowly but surely, the dark inky blues of the sky turning into pinks, oranges and purples, then slowly rising, the clouds making way for clear skies.

“I’m glad we’re here,” Dongho said quietly, hugging you to his side a little tighter, “we don’t get enough time to ourselves.”

You smiled, leaning your head on his shoulder, “this is nice,” you agreed.

“Actually,” Dongho paused, pulling away from you to reach into his pocket, “I have a question for you.”

You stared at Dongho in horror, “Yah, Kang Dongho, please tell me you’re not asking me to marry you.”

Dongho stared at you blankly, a key in his hand, “well, no, I wasn’t.”

You cringed in embarrassment as Dongho burst out into laughter, burying your face into his shoulder. “It’s not funny! I got really scared, I mean, you reached into your pocket and said can I ask a question!”

“There’s a million questions in the world I could have asked you,” Dongho retorted, still chuckling a bit, “well, the romantic moment was ruined—no thanks to someone—and I was going to ask you if you wanted to move in with me.”

You took the key from his finger, examining it.

“We’ve been dating for almost a year, and you really do mean a lot to me. I want to be able to make sure you’re okay and safe, and you practically live at my apartment anyways,” he explained, ears turning a bit red. You smiled at his thoughtfulness, taking out your keyring and carefully adding it to your existing set of keys.

“Thank you, Dongho,” you said quietly, leaning up to kiss him. “It means a lot.”

tbh i have a bunch of requests before this one, but i really can’t think of anything for all of them,,,,, ashdjskfsd send help pls

also i was watching nu’est mtv diary (?) and i forgot how dorky that group is lol;; they were portrayed on pd101 as like the serious hyungs but in reality they’re just a bunch of dorks,,,

[trulymadlysydney]

I can't name things (submission)

* *=memories

Also, I wrote this on my phone without editing it.

Also also, the app doesn’t like me like at all, pls bare with me

With a heavy heart he unlocked his phone, launched his camera roll and began the painful process of deleting his picture memories of all the good times he shared with her. Thousands of pictures flashed before his eyes as he scrolled all the way to the bottom; the very start of their relationship.

His heart twinged at the picture from 3 years ago; he managed to capture the moment after he kissed her for the first time. *Her cheeks were red, her lip between her teeth, grinning at the camera, a look of adoration on her face.

“You look absolutely gorgeous like that love” .

Her cheeks reddened more and she mumbled something with downcast eyes.

“Didn’t catch that, what’d you say?”

Sighing, she inched toward him, wrapped her arm around his neck, got on the tips of her toes, and kissed him.

“I said ‘shut up and kiss me!’ you fool” she whispered against his lips.

“Gladly.” His hands went to her waist and he connected their lips again.*

As quickly as he could, he deleted the pictures from that day; it took every bone in his body to not put all of the pictures he had in a private folder on his phone. With a heavy sigh he moved on to the next picture from their 7 date. It was an artsy picture he managed to take, it was easily one of the best pictures he had taken at the time. *Somehow he managed to convince his girlfriend to wake up extremely early to watch the sunrise. She was hyper on coffee, after all several tall cups of strong coffee was bound to make someone bounce off the walls eventually. After driving to the closest beach, and setting up their towels, she decided to play a game of tag as they waited for the sun’s rays to kiss the skyline. He gave her a head start, letting her dash across the beach as quickly as she could to avoid being caught for as long as possible. He played along with her, trying to prolong the game until the sun rose, he stealthily moved towards her whilst pulling out his phone, wanting to surprise her. The sun, at this point, was just breaking the horizon. He wrapped his arms around her body whispering that she was it before kissing her on the cheek. She placed her hands on his, noticing his phone in his hand. He quickly pulled up the camera and took a bunch of selfies of them being cute. Once his hand faltered, she took her moment to break free of his hold, sprinting across the expanse of land and giggling the entire time. Surprised, he stared at her, when it registered what she did, he bolted after her. Once he was closer again he slowed down and flipped the camera. The sun was reflecting in the water beautifully, the sky a mirage of colours and his girlfriend looked gorgeous even in her sleep deprived state. He needed to take a picture of her giggling with the background of the sky and Lake. So he took multiple pictures of the moment.*

He smiled sadly at the picture; it was of her slightly turned,  laughing at the camera, with the sun bright orange behind her and the horizon of the sky. He recalled having at least 15 photos of that moment. It was difficult picking one, but at her request, he picked the one he was looking at that moment. His heart clenched, he still recalled her giggling at the moment. He remembered how pretty she looked when she crashed from her caffeine induced excitement. Her rosy cheeks framed by her messy hair.

He really didn’t want to delete the picture, but he has several copies saved on his laptop where her face wasn’t a part of it.

—

It got easier to delete the pictures. Occasionally he’d see something that made made his heart clench but it didn’t happen often. He had deleted so many pictures of her doing mindless things. Like the time she was moving into his apartment. She took a picture of him lifting a box. At the time she thought it was incredibly funny seeing him move her over-packed boxes around.

*“Hey! You said you were going to help me, not look at me!” She giggled, stacked boxes at her feet as they waited in the elevator.

“I am helping you! By holding the door open, and carrying some of the boxes for you. Oh, and I’m also eating and drinking for you, how can you forget that?”  

“Oh how could I forget that my boyfriend is helping me carry some of the lightest boxes and eating food for me!” She gasped sarcastically.

“I’m sorry, if I recall correctly, you said you wanted to hit the gym more”

She sighed.

“That’s true, but I still need your help!”

He nodded, picked up the entire stack and walked out of the elevator when the doors finally opened. She walked beside him, grinning widely. Once they reached his door, she reached into his pocket to gather his keys, opening the door and letting him pass through. He put the stack of boxes down by his feet and pretended to be winded; he squatted slightly, his hands on his knees as he pretended to gasp for air.

She giggled at him, pulling out her phone to take a picture of the moment. When he heard the click he smirked up at her, her face faltering slightly a second before she navigated across the room. He caught her almost immediately, spinning her around to face him and he kissed her. His heart now racing from the thrill and from kissing her.

“I’m going to go get the last box in your car, I’ll be right back.” She watched him leave, laughing to her self. She noticed that he had left his phone in the apartment so she picked it up, launched the camera and waited for him to get back. When she opened the door for him, she quickly took several pictures of him with the box in hand, his cheeks slightly flushed.

When he put the final box down he rolled his eyes at her as she still had his phone in her hands, taking pictures of it all. He quickly snatched his phone from her and quickly snapped some pictures of her as well.*

He recalled having to delete multiple pictures of that day as quite a few were blurry images. He was very tempted to keep the photo of him and the box, he wanted to be able to reflect on how happy he was, but he knew that new memories would be made. Deep down he knew that if he kept the picture he would only be shattering whatever progress he made. So with that in mind he deleted the picture.

When he got to the last image of the happy times with her his breath caught in his throat. That picture was the reminder of the last time they said ‘I love you’ to one another and meant it. At least, that was the last time she said it whilst still meaning it. *~a month previously~ After another screaming match, he found himself surrounded by strangers at a bar. He nursed his pint of beer, anger still pulsing in his body. He could not believe the audacity of her. How dare she accuse him of cheating? He could never pull something like that on anyone. It was very clear that she didn’t trust him anymore and it bothered him that she didn’t. He was a good person, he could never hurt her like that. The moment he finished his beer, he paid the bartender and walked out, the cool air calming him down enough. He decided to walk back to the apartment, knowing that he would be fully calm after the 20 minutes it took to walk back.

—

His heart raced when he saw her standing at the front of the building, shivering slightly. The look of worry and slight irritation dropping immediately when she noticed him approaching her. Her eyes were watery and she smiled slightly when he wrapped his arms around her.

She murmured something against his chest.

“I didn’t catch that love, what’d you say?”

“I’m sorry for yelling at you…I love you so much”.

In his heart he knew that she did not mean the last part.

“I forgive you. I love you too”.

He felt the shift in the air as she lead him to his apartment. He knew that she did not mean I love you and he felt that he did not mean it either. And it really bothered him that he could not do a damn thing to fix their relationship. He had a strong feeling that she did not want to fix it. So after a few days of putting up with her frivolous I love you’s he sat her down and told her that it was over. Both of them were in tears. He helped her pack her things and she left that very night.*

And now here he is a few weeks later, still recovering. Crying on his bed, the scent of her perfume lingered on her side, he had deleted every photographic memory of her from his phone. He knew he had to block her social media accounts eventually, but he could not do it. He could not, for the life of him, block her incase she decided to message him and tell her that they made a mistake. He hoped that she would call him and tell him that she does trust him and that she did mean her I love you’s. But his phone stayed quiet. No new notifications from her at least. His heart hurt, but oddly, after purging the pictures, he felt free. His shoulders felt lighter and he was very certain it had to do with erasing memories of her. So, to feel better, he unfollowed her on all of her active social media pages, and left her number on his phone in case she forgot something.

The healing process was long, but he was ready to begin.

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Oh my god.... this broke my heart.....oh my GOD

[beneaththeharvestmoon]

1-216

u fuck.

You know what this is? This is a challenge and I am definitely taking it.

1: My name? Rachel2: Do I have any nicknames? In real life? Some coworker’s jokingly call me Raquel. Lol3: Zodiac sign? Pisces4: Video game I play to chill, not to win? Right now it’s a game called Kingdom5: Book/series I reread? The Maze Runner 6: Aliens or ghosts? Ghosts7: Writer I trust enough to read whatever they write? I’m not sure what this means? I don’t have a particular author8: Favourite radio station? 106.9 or 104.59: Favourite flavour of anything? Vanilla or chocolate usually 10: The word that I use all the time to describe something great? Awesome11: Favourite song? Right now it’s probably LA Devotee by Panic! At the Disco12: The question you ask new friends to get to know them better? What do you do in your free time?13: Favourite word? Dude. 14: The last person who hurt me, did I forgive them? This is a hard one to answer. No?15: Last song I listened to? Sunday Morning by Maroon 516: TV show I always recommend? Avatar the Last Airbender17: Pirates or ninjas? Pirates18: Movie I watch when I’m feeling down? Oooo I dunno. Any Disney movie. 19: Song that I always start my shuffle with/wake-up song/always-on-a-loop song? Right now it’s Ghost Town by Adam Lambert20: Favourite video games? Anything Zelda related21: What am I most afraid of? SPIDERS22: A good quality of mine? Um. It used to be patience but lmao. I guess I’m understanding?23: A bad quality of mine? I misunderstand people’s actions a lot and think they’re mad at me/hate me when it’s not like that at all24: Cats or dogs? Dogs. I love cats but I’m allergic 25: Actor/actress you trust enough to watch whatever they’re in? Mmm I don’t have a favorite. 26: Favourite season? Fall27: Am I in a relationship? Not currently28: Something I miss? I miss being a kid. Having the naivety of youth and seeing nothing wrong with the world 29: My best friend? Cig, Paige, or Ashley30: Eye colour? Hazel31: Hair colour? Naturally brunette, but it’s blue and black right now32: Someone I love? My parents?33: Someone I trust? My friends?34: Someone I always think about? Me. Lmao jk. My friends again. I know, I’m interesting. 35: Am I excited about anything? Not really. 36: My current obsession? A new anime that I really want to finish. 37: Favourite TV shows as a child? What age are we talking here? Because it was definitely Blues Clues for a while, then probably Courage the Cowardly Dog. I used to watch Kids Next Door too. 38: Do I have someone of the opposite sex that I can tell everything to? Yes39: Am I superstitious? Sometimes40: What do I think about most? –41: Do I have any strange phobias? Clowns and Geese. I also have tryptophobia or however you spell it???42: Do I prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? Behind43: Favourite hobbies? Writing, watching YouTube 44: Last book I read? I FORGOT THE NAME OF IT45: Last film I watched? Split46: Do I play any instruments? I used to play the clarinet47: Favourite animal? Wolf or a lion48: Top 5 blog on Tumblr that I follow? –49: Superpower I wish I could have? The ability to change into any animal I want50: How do I destress? Watch YouTube, shut myself in my room51: Do I like confrontation? No52: When do I feel most at peace? When I’m alone usually53: What makes me smile? Spongebob memes usually |:54: Do I sleep with the lights on or off? Off who tf sleeps with them on?????55: Play any sports? No56: What is my song of the week? UH I DUNNO57: Favourite drink? Honestly? I just really like ice water58: When did I last send a handwritten letter to somebody? Paiges last birthday59: Afraid of heights? Yes60: Pet peeve? God I have so many61: What was the last concert I went to see? I DUNNO BUT I’m ABOUT TO GO SEE P!ATD IN APRIL AND I AM EXCITED62: Am I vegetarian/vegan/pescatarian? no, gimme my steak63: What occupation did I want to do when I was younger? Either a k-9 police officer or a truck driver lmao64: Have I ever had a friend turn enemy? Yes65: What fictional universe would I like to be a part of? Fuck I think of this all the time and I don’t have an answer???66: Something I worry about? Everything lmao67: Scared of the dark? If I watched something scary recently68: Who are my best friends? Didn’t I just answer this?69: What do I admire most about others? Kindness. 70: Can I sing? I can match pitch but I don’t think I have a good voice71: Something I wish I could do? Travel more72: If I won the lottery, what would I do? Buy a house/pay off my parents house/save it all73: Have I ever skipped school? Definitely74: Favourite place on the planet? My bed75: Where do I want to live? Anywhere but the US at this particular moment76: Do I have any pets? Not currently but I want some77: What is my current desktop picture? A picture I took of the lake like 500 years ago when we used to go camping78: Early bird or night owl? Night owl79: Sunsets or sunrise? Sunset80: Can I drive? Yes81: Story behind my last kiss? Uh I don’t remember his name whoops 82: Earphones or headphones? Earphones83: Have I ever had braces? Yes84: Story behind one of my scars? Knee surgery in 8th grade after a motorcycle accident 85: Favourite genre of music? Rock86: Who is my hero? No idea87: Favourite comic book character? Iron man maybe?88: What makes me really angry? My mother usually. When people are intolerant of others89: Kindle or real book? Either, tbh90: Favourite sporty activity? None lmao unless you count marching band??91: What is one thing that isn’t tight in schools that should be? Male dress code pls92: What was my favourite subject at school? Science and English 93: Siblings? An older brother94: What was the last thing I bought? Uhhhh food for myself95: How tall am I? 5'9 ish96: Can I cook? I try 97: Can I bake? I try this also lol98: 3 things I love? Kittens, puppies, good food99: 3 things I hate? Crowds, confrontations, people being angry at me100: Do I have more girl friends or boy friends? Girl101: Who do I get on with better, girls or boys? Girls I guess?102: Where was I born? Oklahoma103: Sexual orientation? Bisexual104: Where do I currently live? Oklahoma105: Last person I texted? My coworker, asking her to work for me this weekend for my birthday 106: Last time I cried? A few days ago 107: Guilty pleasure? Rewatching black butler, cough cough108: Favourite Youtuber? The guys at Rooster Teeth/Achievement Hunter109: A photo of myself. Look a few posts down from this one110: Do I like selfies? I love selfies!!!111: Favourite game app? Crossy road112: My relationship with my parents? Good so far113: Favourite accents? British and Scottish 114: A place I have not been but wish to visit? Ireland or Norway115: Favourite number? 5116: Can I juggle? Nope117: Am I religious? Nope118: Do I like space? Like… outer space or personal space? Because the answer is yes119: Do I like the deep ocean? It scares me120: Am I much of a daredevil? Not at all. I can be sometimes 121: Am I allergic to anything? Cats122: Can I curl my tongue? Yes123: Can I wiggle my ears? Yes 124: Do I like clowns? NO125: The Beatles or Elvis? Fuck. Uh. The Beatles. 126: My current project? ??? Trying to get up in the morning127: Am I a bad loser? Not usually, if I lost fairly128: Do I admit when I wrong? Always129: Forest or beach? Forest130: Favourite piece of advice? –131: Am I a good liar? Sometimes132: Hogwarts house / Divergent faction / Hunger Games district? Hufflepuff / dunno / dunno133: Do I talk to myself? More than is probably healthy134: Am I very social? Not at all135: Do I like gossip? No but it likes me136: Do I keep a journal/diary? No137: Have I ever hopelessly failed a test? Definitely138: Do I believe in second chances? Yes139: If I found a wallet full of cash on the ground, what would I do? Look to see if there was a license or some type of identification and return it 140: Do I believe people are capable of change? Yes141: Have I ever been underweight? Lmao no142: Am I ticklish? YES143: Have I ever been in a submarine? Technically yes? But it wasn’t underwater144: Have I ever been on a plane? Yes145: In a film about my life, who would I cast as myself, friends and family? Fuck this question 146: Have I ever been overweight? Yes147: Do I have any piercings? My nose148: Which fictional character do I wish was real? Um. Captain America. We need him right now149: Do I have any tattoos? I will have some soon150: What is the best decision I have made in life so far? Going into the medical field151: Do I believe in Karma? No??? Sometimes??? I dunno152: Do I wear glasses or contacts? Glasses153: What was my first car? A two door silver dodge stratus154: Do I want children? Right now no155: Who is the most intelligent person I know? Dunno156: My most embarrassing memory? Fuck there are so many. One day when I was really young my parents asked my choir director and his wife over to dinner (they were family friends) and my pants fell down in front of them157: What makes me nostalgic? Old pictures or music that I used to listen to (Story of the Year mostly)158: Have I ever pulled an all-nighter? All the time 159: Which do I value more in others, brains or beauty? Brains, but that doesn’t mean beauty isn’t nice to look at too160: What colour mostly dominates my wardrobe? Black lmao but I’m working on it161: Have I ever had a paranormal experience? Yes?? Kind of162: What do I hate most about myself? Everything163: What do I love most about myself? Not much164: Do I like adventure? … I want to say yes but at the same time I really like structure, so, I dunno. Once in a while?165: Do I believe in fate? No166: Favourite animal? I answered this one167: Have I ever been on radio? Nope168: Have I ever been on TV? Yes169: How old am I? 22, will be 23 in two more days!!170: One of my favourite quotes? “Remember who you are.” Don’t judge me. 171: Do I hold grudges? I try not to but I definitely do172: Do I trust easily? Too easily 173: Have I learnt from my mistakes? Some of them174: Best gift I’ve ever received? Can’t think of it right now175: Do I dream? Almost every night176: Have I ever had a night terror? Yes, when I was younger 177: Do I remember my dreams, and what is one that comes to mind? Sometimes I do, and one I remember recently was me marrying Leonardo DiCaprio. He bought me an island and we were having our honeymoon on his yacht on the way to the island but I woke up before we got there :c178: An experience that has made me stronger? ?????179: If I were immortal, what would I do? Travel180: Do I like shopping? I’m starting to. Usually no, I have to be in the right mood181: If I could get away with a crime, what would I choose to do? Maybe steal money? But I’m talking like, Robin Hood style here. I’d steal from the super rich and give it to the homeless people living a few streets down from me182: What does “family” mean to me? Anyone I love and trust unconditionally183: What is my spirit animal? I took one of those quizzes on Facebook years ago and it said I was a dog which is also my Chinese zodiac so???184: How do I want to be remembered? As a nice person185: If I could master one skill, what would I choose? Another language or playing a complicated instrument like the harp or something186: What is my greatest failure? My life lmao187: What is my greatest achievement? Graduating nursing school188: Love or money? Love, but if a sugar daddy comes my way and wants me to spend his money for him better be damn sure imma jump on that189: Love or career? Ughhhh I hate this. I’ve never been in love with someone so I can’t really say. 190: If I could time travel, where and when would I want to go? Everywhere. Literally like I’d go to every time period191: What makes me the happiest? Sleeping192: What is “home” to me? Somewhere I come to after a long day that I can call “mine.”193: What motivates me? ???? Dunno194: If I could choose my last words, what would they be? Ndksnsksndlx195: Would I ever want to encounter aliens? POSSIBLY??? Either they kill me or it all goes swimmingly either way it’s a win196: A movie that scared me as a child? E.T. funnily enough197: Something I hated as a child that I like now? Coffee198: Zombies or vampires? Vampires199: Live in the city or suburbs? Suburbs200: Dragons or wizards? Dragons201: A nightmare that has stayed with me? When I was little I dreamed there was a monster under the driver’s seat in my moms car and it was pink and veiny and scary and it ate my dad so202: How do I define love? Someone I trust unconditionally 203: Do I judge a book by its cover? I try not to but I definitely do204: Have I ever had my heart broken? Not really205: Do I like my handwriting? Not at all206: Sweet or savoury? Mmm depends on my mood. 207: Worst job I’ve had? Working at a nursing home. I lasted three days lmao208: Do I collect anything? I used to collect Pokémon cards209: Item of clothing or jewellery you’ll never see me without? A necklace unless I’m in scrubs210: What is on my bucket list? Skydiving, visiting certain places 211: How do I handle anger? Usually privately unless i can do something about it, then I’ll confront the person and try to work it out 212: Was I named after anyone? I share a middle name with my aunt 213: Do I use sarcasm a lot? No, neverrrr. I would NEVER do that…214: What TV character am I most like? No idea 215: What is the weirdest talent I have? Flaring my nostrils or crossing my eyes/moving them independently… or bending my fingers in weird ways??216: Favourite fictional character? I have many lol