#and the vibes are usually atrocious

[spicyraeman]

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[princeoftheeternalbog]

Really sleepy and so like sleeping with you headcannons lets go

I'm not sure half of these are even on the same vibe so uhm like do with that what you will, this is so long and it's atrocious but oh well. Also sorry if its ooc😻

I think maybe one line of suggestive in Franky's and Namis.

I feel like i forgot someone tbh..

Luffy

Sleeps anywhere and everywhere but sleeps better and longer next to you. Thus he is obsessed with sleeping with you and whenever he wants to sleep now you have no choice you must take sleep too. He snores and drools but that's kind of a win because then he doesn't care if you do yk? Loves taking naps with you and it's a way he likes to connect with you. Always kisses you before you sleep and after you wake up. He's so comfortable to lie next to because he's so squishy and he holds you in like every way possible because he doesn't have to worry about circulation being cut off or anything.

Zoro

Again he will sleep literally anywhere. He sleeps like a log but somehow you are the only person able to wake him up, Robin theorises it's his observation haki keeping an eye on you but whatever it is you are Zoros designated alarm clock. However, there is about a 30% chance that when you wake him up, he will just snatch you to cuddle and go back to sleep. You cannot escape his hold and if you keep trying to wake him up he'll just bite you(gently) idk he's feral. Depends on his schedule if he's comfortable or not, usually when he's bulking up he's squishier and it's nice to cushion your head on.

Sanji

Never naps and it's so alarming. How does he survive on like 6 hours everyday we will never know. Anyways he's very clingy when he's sleepy but in like a 'I don't want to bother you so I'll just sit over here looking really forlorn', just take the man to bed. Is somehow so comfy to sleep with it's actually annoying because after a certain point you just can't sleep alone anymore. Always tucks you in if you don't get up at the same time as him and he'll leave little snacks and drinks on your bedside table for when you do wake up. Sanji has a more lean muscly build so it's more comfortable to have him lie on top of you and he is not complaining in the slightest.

Nami

Loves cuddling in the winter, hates it in the summer. She's really sensitive to the temperature yk it's that innate sense of the weather, so when it's hot she is hot. But she really likes being able to touch you, so after a certain point she just forces franky to install(invent) air conditioning and it makes the summer so much more bearable. After this there's no escape, you will be cuddling every night (unless boundaries yk). She always tries to convince you stay in bed in the morning...and it always works. She's very persuasive okay. Lets you use her as a pillow, like her chest or thighs or tummy, she just wants to be next to you.

Usopp

Really shy about sleeping with you the first time. Only the first time. After that well lets just say you created a monster. He's really good at telling when you need a nap, especially when you won't admit it. He just subtly ushers you to a comfy spot and then oh what a surprise your eyes are getting really heavy and hm Usopp wouldn't mind if you leant on him for a bit and then snoreville. He thinks you're so pretty when you're sleeping because you look so peaceful and relaxed, so even if he's not tired he will always agree to a nap. He will carry you to bed. And he's so casual about it too, I guess because you're not like watching him directly so he's just like really chill.

Robin

Actually has a nap schedule with her sleep schedule, she usually takes a very short one after lunch because her power can be quite draining and so once you find this out it's just a big cuddle session which she loves. She tends to keep you to a sleep schedule too but she won't force you if you are really insistent on staying up, but she will say I told you so when you're grumpy and feel sick the next day. So lovely to sleep with, she barely moves, never hogs the blanket, doesn't snore and somehow always stays very cool even in the summer. She also always makes sure you get into bed safely if you're drunk or ill, even if she is too, she really cares about you.

Franky

I won't lie...he builds himself an entire like cushion add-on thing so you can comfortably sleep next to him. He looks like a giant marshmallow man it's so funny. But also it's so cute because he takes your comfort so seriously and he runs multiple tests to make sure it's the absolute comfiest he can be for you. Loves naps but absolutely adores actual bedtime because of the whole like rituals and because he knows he doesn't have to get up in like an hour. Sometimes he will seriously overwork into the night, but on those occasions it's fairly easy to coax him to bed(😚). Also he wears one of those stupid scrooge hats tbh. And yes he says super in his sleep.

Brook

Really insecure about sleeping together because he thinks he'll be uncomfortable to lie next to or cuddle :(. On the other hand, you're also really worried because you don't want to accidentally hurt him while he's asleep, so for the first few months you sleep in beds that are close enough to hold hands instead. Eventually when you both become comfortable with the idea, you end up sleeping together almost every night and you occasionally nap together too. He wears really soft padded pajamas to make sure you're comfy. It's surprisingly more comfy to sleep next to him than you thought it would be.

I won't lie sometimes you do shit yourself waking up and seeing a skeleton.

Jinbei

So responsible, absolutely will stop you from napping if it's too close to bedtime. He knows sleep is important but he also knows a routine is important...and he can't bear watching you sleep alone so if you mess up your schedule then you're messing up his. This also works for if you try to stay up late too, he'll straight up snatch you off the ground and just carry you to bed no matter how much you complain. Really good cuddler, like really good. He always knows how much pressure to use while holding you and when you want more or less contact, knows when you need extra blankets, when you want to sleep in a hammock instead of a bed. He's got a sixth sense for your sleeping habits (read: he's desperately in love with you).

Law

Really grumpy about it. And really shy. Also he's a hypocrite, he'll stay up working till early hours of the morning but if you dare even try he's stood there staring at you like the mf eyes of notre dame. He always wants to cuddle but absolutely despises asking so again he just stares, you can always tell though because his ears go really red. Once you're in the bed though he's suddenly mr suave i will arrange everything, he will literally pick you up to manoeuvre you both into a better sleeping position and doesn't even bat an eye. He will nap but you have to trick him into it, he secretly loves it and lets you do it even when he knows what's happening.

Kidd

Needs like 15 million blankets to sleep. Uses one of said 15 million blankets to wrap you up like a burrito if you refuse to come sleep/nap with him. But actually it kinda does hurt his feelings so you can make up for it by playing with his hair until he falls asleep. Loves napping, he's like an overgrown cat and he'll sleep literally anywhere. But if it's anywhere other than his or yours (or killers) room he somehow? manages? to scowl? in his sleep? Yeah I don't know but it just stops his crew from messing with him because he looks so angry. Like Zoro he will literally just snatch you if you're in his vicinity, like you walk past for two seconds and then suddenly your vision flips and you're just stuck in this iron grip. He won't let you go and the crew just walk past you too.

Killer

You literally don't sleep together until you've been dating for like a fucking year. He really values his privacy and you really respect it which culminates in neither of you asking for such a long time that you both forget its a common couple thing. Until someone asks why you don't sleep together and then you guys are like huh idk and then that's the day you finally do. He's a good cuddler but he's a blanket hogger and you have to braid his hair before bed or it will end up in your mouth. On the plus side, he will make and leave breakfast or coffee (or anything you want) on your bedside table if he wakes up first. Also he always picks the best bedsheets and eventually buys two quilts so you can at least have some blanket when he snatches it all.

Ace

Naturally runs like a furnance and is hell to sleep next to in the summer. But he gets really grumpy if you dont sleep next to him so the crew make you suck it up I'm sorry. Literally you're like clawing at the walls as they throw you in and lock the door. Anyways he's a really good cuddler and so comfy to sleep with, and he always takes naps with his head in your lap. He loves to have you sleep on him too because he loves to look at your face and stroke you hair, idk he likes being slow with you even though he's really energetic. Being naturally sleepy and like a little radiator also tends to make the people around him sleepy so you two are banned from working next to each other because you both just end up napping.

Marco

He doesn't sleep a lot because well he doesn't really need to. But he adores sleeping with you. It's one of his like favourite 'bonding' activities, especially if you haven't been able to be alone for a while, he just loves being that close and the intimacy of sleeping in each others beds. On another note he's obsessed with making your bed really comfy because as a doctor he knows sleep hygiene is important and as a bird...well yk...nest. He's not shy about it but don't tease him because it will hurt his feelings and he won't tell you to save your feelings, beautiful sweet man that he is. LOVES a good nap/cuddle especially in the winter, if you both have spare time he just bundles you both in a big fluffy blanket and just exists with you for a bit.

Izou

He is surprisingly a really undignified sleeper, which is why you don't sleep in the same room for months when you first get together😭. When you finally do, you wake up with his arm in your face, his hair is everywhere, there's a pillow across the room, the blanket is somehow under the bed, you're just like wtf how. And Izou is just (�� ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿◡⁠`⁠). But he gets better over time because his brain becomes more aware of your presence as you become more important to him and then bedtime settles into comfy chaos. Pillows still end up everywhere but he is now your cushion so you don't really care. He doesn't really nap anywhere that's not his room but if you do then he carries you to bed :).

[tayraedoll]

Old Man

Part 2 Part 3

You keep teasing Alastor due to his age, he is about to show you how his age just makes him more experienced.

TW: Swearing, drinking, vomit, blackouts, suggestive themes, old-fashioned chivalry, drunk kissing

No smut, but is very suggestive at the end.

You slam the door to the hotel angrily behind you, causing the door to shutter in a way that would have worried you about breaking it if you had it in you to give a fuck.

"Fucking prick...who the hell does he think he is?!", you mutter under your breath

You run your hand through your chestnut hair. Your demon form was that of a fallow deer, your hair turned a reddish brown color with ears to match on your head. You had little white spots adorning your cheeks, shoulders, and back. The last of your demonic changes would be your luscious deer tail- the same color as your hair with the spots peppered over it- so full that you needed to get all your clothes altered for it.

You make your way over to the bar- where you a hoping the man who instigated your wrath sits- stomping your feed unnecessarily hard on the wood flooring. Just as you were hoping for, the man you most wanted to pick-a-bone with sat in his usual spot.

"Angel!"

"Toots? Back from y'er date already huh?"

"You are sooooo not allowed to set me up on anymore dates! That guy was an absolute menace!", you slump into the seat next to his with an exaggerated sigh. Husk promptly placed your favorite drink in front of you. You smiled and lifted your glass to him in thanks.

"Jeez, 'm sorry toots. I gotta ask- what'd Mikey do that pissed ya off so bad?"

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, trying not to picture your atrocious dinner date. "He ordered my dinner for me.", you spat as if it was the most egregious wrong ever done to you.

Angel and Husk stared at you with unreadable expressions, glancing at each other before quickly diverting their eyes back to you.

Maniacal laughter suddenly rang out from the other side of the bar- Alastor. You had not even noticed him when you first came in- if he had been there at all. You had a decent relationship with The Radio Demon, you mostly interacted at dinner but had the occasional chat in the library. He seemed to get along better with you than he did most of the other residents-save for Nifty and Charlie- you assumed that was due to being a deer like he was. Herd mentality and all you supposed. Now though, his laughter was grating on your already taut nerves. "Something funny you coot?" Angel's and Husk's eyes widened at your jab- no one had the balls to insult Alastor right to his face like that.

"Yes, very much so Darling. Did it ever cross your mind that perhaps he was just being polite? Ordering a ladies meal used to be the chivalrous thing to do.", he smiled wider at you as you narrowed your eyes at him.

"OK boomer, was it also 'chivalrous'(you used air quotes with your finger) to order her a salad instead of the wings and fries she wanted? The next man who has the audacity to order my food for me will become my meal instead!" You huffed and downed the rest of your drink, glaring over at your fellow deer.

He chuckled smoothly but relented his argument "No, I suppose you are right- that was not the proper way to go about it." You gave him a cocky smile before he continued "However, I must say that you...younger generation of ladies... give up so quickly. Running at the very first small inconvenience." He folded his hands and rested his chin on them, eyeing you mischievously.

"Well, SOOOORRRYY for having standards. Us younger generation ladies are not impressed by minimal effort and do not abide by the misogynist tendencies you old geezers put out", you laced your voice with as much venom as you could. "Mikey can take his Terry Crews in White Chicks vibes and fuck right off!"

Alastor eyed you thoughtfully,"Would you care to join me for a night out on the town my dear? Perhaps having a bit of fun will lighten your mood."

Now it was your turn to laugh,"Sorry gramps, but I fail to see how chaperoning you for your daily nightcap will lift my spirits."

"Hmmm, I suppose I will just need to show you how The Lost Generation cuts loose. Get dressed in something you can move in Darling." He was challenging you, you could see it in that smug grin on his face. Who were you to not indulge the old man?

"Give me 15 minutes.", you smirked at him and raced upstairs to your room. You have been saving a lacy, black party dress for a special occasion, now seemed like the perfect time to break it out of your closet. You would pair it with a pair of blood red pumps for a pop of color, wearing lipstick of the same shade to bring it all together.

You swagger down the stairs to meet up with Alastor at the front door. His smile widens ever so slightly as his eyes apprise you. "You look lovely Sha.", he says sweetly as he takes your hand in his, kissing your knuckles tenderly. "Shall we?" He tucks your arm through his and guides you out the door.

You walk in silence for a time, Alastor humming softly to himself. You finally speak up "So, what old saloon are you taking me to?", you smile coyly up at him hoping to ruffle his feathers a bit.

"We are headed to my favorite jazz club Little Fawn", he snickers at your scowl. You hated when he called you that, it was because of your spots. But you were just a different breed of dear- you weren't a fawn! The nickname made you feel like a child. You spent the rest of the walk in silence again- Alastor resumed his humming while you pouted.

The outside of the club was inconspicuous, an old building made of brick and wood with no windows. Just a large, metal door at the center. Upon your arrival a small eyelet slid over to inspect you two, The eyes on the other side widened upon seeing Alastor and hastily opened the door. Once inside, you walked down a short hallway and through another metal door.

The inside of the club was a vast contrast to what the outside was like. It was lively, bodies dancing every which direction and a live band played passionately on stage on the far side. The room was decorated in vibrant reds and golds. A long, wooden bar sat to your left. You could smell the tang of bourbon and puffs of smoke, getting a hint of sweat from all the bodies swinging around on the dance floor.

"Shall I order you a drink? Or would you prefer to do that yourself? I wouldn't want to insult you.", Alastor chortled as he walked you over to the bar. You rolled your eyes at him "What are you drinking?" He raised a brow at you. "I am drinking rye whiskey. I am not sure if that will be to your tastes Fawn."

"Hey, I'm sure I can handle anything you dish out Flapdoodle. I bet I can go drink for drink with you even.", you challenged. Maybe you could wipe that ever-present smirk off his smug face if you could get the old man to pass out. You could handle a couple of whiskey drinks.

Alastor hummed as he regarded you, "Very well, if you insist!", he turned to the bartender "Double rye on the rocks please!" You blanched, double? You were not expecting to be drinking doubles, but if Alastor could handle them then you had a good chance right? You took a sip of your drink, it tasted of spice and dark chocolate and had a pleasant burn on its way down your throat. You were sure if you sipped it you would be fine.

However, Alastor had other plans as he swallowed the entire contents of his drink in one go. Your mouth fell open in shock as you stared at him. Fuck, this isn't going the way you planned. Timidly, you brought your own drink to your lips and swallowed the rest of it, shuddering at the burn. Alastor watched you all the while, and promptly ordered two more drinks. This drink was sipped, but was still drank much faster than you planned.

After a while you started to feel the effects of the alcohol, your body relaxing. You started to sway to the music, a soft smile gracing your lips. "Would you do me the honor of joining me on the dance floor my dear?", Alastor asked as he took your hand, leading you out to the middle of the dancing crowd.

He placed your left hand on his shoulder, keeping your other hand held in his. His free hand held you closely by the waist and he began to swing you around to the beat. You stumbled along, if he weren't holding you so securely you would have ended up on the floor and the alcohol was not doing you any favors. "Oh dear, you a very bad at this!", he teased you. You glared back up at him "Well maybe if you would slow down instead of throwing me around like a lunatic I would be better!", you snapped. He chuckled, but slowed down enough that you could keep up and learn the dance. But once you seemed to get your bearings he sped up again.

This continued all night- the song would change and he would slow down so you could learn the new dance but speed up once you got it. All the while, the only thing you had to drink was whiskey. It did not take long for you to be truly drunk, your vision starting to spin and your movements becoming clumsy. Your legs were killing you, you had definitely worn the wrong shoes for this activity.

"Please excuse me for a second.", you smiled up at Alastor and walked off the dance floor. You exited out a back door you saw people use to take smoke breaks to get some fresh air. You leaned back against the wall, closing your eyes to help concentrate on breathing evenly. You heard the door open beside you but chose to ignore it until you felt a hand on your cheek. You opened your eyes to see Alastor standing over you, his eyes carefully scanning your face. "You truly are as beautiful as a magnolia in May.", he stated before slowly lowering his face to yours.

You gasped into the kiss, losing all train of thought. Weren't you supposed to be rivals? The new vs. the old? In this moment, you no longer cared. He continued holding your face as you grabbed the lapels of his jacket as the kiss continued, it was making you dizzy.

Oh no, you are not just dizzy from the kiss- the alcohol is making it worse. Your stomach started to twist uncomfortably and you had to roughly push Alastor away from you before you turned to the wall and puked your guts up all over yourself. When you were done you stumbled back, vision quickly fading. The last thing you remember before succumbing to complete darkness is a pair of strong arms catching you and the warmth of a chest cradling you.

You reached consciousness slowly, your senses coming to you one-by-one. Unfortunately, the first thing you registered was extreme thirst followed quickly by a pounding headache. You let out a loud groan, turning over in your bed "Fuck" you grumbled out.

A soft chuckle followed by an all-too-chipper "Good morning!" caught your attention. You glared at Alastor over in a chair before mumbling "I am not in the mood for your bullshit this morning.", burying your face in the pillow.

It took you an embarrassing few seconds to register that he was actually in the room with you and was not just a figment of your imagination sent to torture you. You shot up in the bed, making your head spin again. "What are you doing in my...", you trailed off as you took in your surroundings. You were not in your room. The bed you were in was large, with maroon-colored silk sheets. The room had crimson-colored walls with a grand fireplace, in front of which Alastor sat reading the paper. Behind him, the room gave way to a magnificent forest and swamp that made your breath hitch. You were obviously in Alastor's room.

"Al...what am I doing in your room?", you asked as you slowly looked back over at him, heart ready to beat out of your chest in fear of his answer.

"I did not feel comfortable leaving you alone in your room. You were incredibly drunk, I did not want you to asphyxiate if you were to become ill again. So I brought you here where I could keep an eye on you.", he explained calmly, watching your reaction. Your face burned with shame. You had set out to get The Radio Demon to make a fool of himself, but you had become the fool yourself. You turned away, not wanting to see the amusement that surely danced plainly on his face. When you glanced down you frowned.

"How am I wearing my pajamas?", you asked- the accusation plain to hear in your voice. When you glanced back up, Alastor had walked over to stand at the foot of the bed. "Well, I was not about to let your spew into my bed. So I sent my shadows to your room to retrieve your sleepwear.", he explained matter-of-factly.

"Did they change me too or...?"

"No, I did that.", before you could get upset at that revelation he snapped his fingers and you were suddenly wearing socks. You breathed a sigh of relief, you did not think Alastor would violate your privacy like that but it was nice to have the verification. As you sat there thinking, memories of the night before slowly trickled back into your mind. Alastor had kissed you! But why?

Before you could ask any of the million questions running through your mind he sat at the end of the bed. "Sha, I would like to have a rather important discussion with you if you feel up to it." You nodded and waited for him to continue. "Would you be open to me courting you?"

You stared at him dumbstruck "Huh?" was all you could muster out. Was this really happening? Did Alastor just ask to date you?

"I have been admiring you from afar for some time now. I must admit I am rather taken by you. I enjoy our back-and-forth banter and admire your wit. You are such a strong-minded woman, and are not afraid to speak exactly what you are thinking. I would like the opportunity to explore our relationship a bit further if you assent."

Your jaw hit the floor, you had no idea how to respond. Alastor admired you? He wanted to have a more formal relationship? None of this was making sense to you at the moment but your heart was soaring. You had been hiding your attraction to the demon behind your crude jokes about his age. You'd be lying if you said you would not want to get to know him better as well.

"It is rude to stare Dear.", Alastor grinned at you. You had not stopped gaping at him while you processed your thoughts. "Y-Yes, I would be open to that." You shyly smiled back at him.

"One more thing, how much about your biology do you know?", he asked as he shifted closer to you, closing the distance between you two. "What do you mean?"

"Well, in just a few months the cervid mating season will be upon us.", he explained slowly. You crinkled your brows in confusion. "You arrived in hell very shortly after the last mating season. I was not sure how much about your deer form you had learned. If you find our courting satisfactory...I would very much like to claim you this season." He stared at you intently, searching your eyes for your reaction. He was leaning so far into your space that only a few inches separated you. His want was practically palpable.

Your mind went blank again, at a complete loss for words for the moment. This man was just full of surprises. You felt a myriad of emotions- excitement, fear, anticipation, nervousness. But you wanted it, so badly that it shocked you. But, you did not want him to get any more satisfaction at your expense today. So you smirked, "Only if you can keep up you old geezer."

With that you went to get up and dramatically walk out of the room to leave him with his thoughts. But instead you felt your calf muscles strain and knees buckle underneath you. Your legs were so cramped up, damn shoes! Alastor laughed heartily at you as you flushed tomato red. "You are not quite as limber as you ought to be for your age My Doe. Your endurance could use a bit of work.", he tutted at you helping you to your feet. You stretched your sore legs out a bit until you could at least shuffle around.

Before you could turn away Alastor grabbed your wrist and pulled you into him. "A final tidbit of information- did you know that deer can mate consecutively for 72 hours?", he watched as your eyes widened to saucers, leaning in until his lips just barely caressed the fluff of your ears. "If I were you Ma Petite Biche (My Little Doe), I'd begin stretching."

[asahicore]

falling asleep with treasure !!

pairing. bf!treasure x reader genre. established relationship, fluff <//3 and crack (??) word count. 1.7k author's note. this has been sitting unfinished in my drafts for so long omg.. thank u to that one anon for remembering it existed and sending me an ask about it lmao! i had gotten this idea randomly thinking about clingy junkyu and then boom... this mess of a reaction slash headcanon slash idk thing came to life. hope u enjoy! it was also an excuse to use those photos of doyoung cz hes so cutie pie in them

fall asleep cuddling, drift apart while sleeping, wake up, notice you’re not cuddling, start cuddling again, and repeat - hyunsuk

hyunsuk gives off healthy mature long-term relationship vibes to me okay. i feel like a lot of couples that have been together for a while end up not cuddling while sleeping but rather get into their own comfortable sleeping positions, and then throughout the night, even though you’re so sleepy you’re barely conscious, when you realize that you’re not cuddling, you scooch back into each other’s arms. he always hits snooze on the alarm at least once in the morning just to get ten extra minutes of being with you before having to get up.

you both wake up stinky and sweaty every single time - jihoon

and it's because the two of you fall asleep in your cuddling position (usually you as the little spoon or resting your head on his chest, but you force him to let you spoon him sometimes), and then you don't. move. not an inch. if it gets too hot, one of you throws the blankets away, or gets rid of their pajama pants, or regains enough consciousness during the night to turn the fan on, but under no circumstances will you break away from your cuddling position - unless it is to get into another cuddling position, of course. it's quite nice, but it means that morning showers are obligatory, because you both smell atrocious after a night of being stuck to each other like glue on paper.

you’re not his partner, you’re his personal pillow - yoshi

you know those anime body pillows? yup. that's what you become when yoshi wants to cuddle. he gives me major cuddler vibes, so you’ll have tried every position in the book, but his favorite is definitely the one where he gets to use to your chest as a pillow and you graze your fingernails against his scalp. he’s got a leg hiked up over your hips and has his arms circling your waist and holding you tight. you can’t move. nothing will have him falling asleep as fast as that. your voice is like a lullaby to him, so he especially likes it if you talk to him in a low voice while he drifts off to sleep. he’s so happy he could fall asleep with a smile on his face. he’s so cute i’m going to off myself

you can’t escape the death hold he has on you - junkyu

a big portion of your time hanging out with junkyu is spent napping. something that surprises you every time is how even though he isn’t the touchiest of boyfriends, if you fall asleep cuddling, you literally cannot move unless you wake him up and make him let you go. forget going to the toilet when you wake up in the morning or getting a snack during your afternoon nap: if junkyu has you in his grip, you cannot escape. he doesn’t even seem to notice: he just wakes up with an innocent smile on his face, saying “oh, you’re awake, y/n?” even though you’ve been trying to discreetly untangle yourself from him for the past thirty minutes. 

*cutely drools on you* - jaehyuk

now i could NOT tell you why but jaehyuk gives me like… snorer and drooler vibes 😭 but like in a cute way okay… once he falls asleep he’s just out like a light, he can’t help it. he’s like those cartoon characters that sleep with their mouths wide open and there’s a bit of saliva at the corner of their lips. and they’re very light snores that are fun to record and embarrass him with. if you didn’t love him so much, it might give you the ick. but anyways, in terms of cuddling i see him as a mix of everyone above in a way; he loves both holding you close to him and being in your arms, he loves both rubbing your back or you playing with his hair, he loves falling asleep while cuddling but he’s also happy if you need more space and just have, like, your feet or hands touching. as long as you’re next to him he knows he’ll sleep well <3

wakes up every time you so much as move a finger - asahi

any asahi lore expert such as myself will know that asahi is a very light sleeper. i think for him cuddling is more of an activity than a way of falling asleep if that makes sense? like he’ll do it when you’re watching something, or when you’re talking and want to be physically close at the same time, but he just can’t fall asleep while cuddling. he also sweats easily, so the added warmth would just make it not fun for him 😭he’d do it for you if you really wanted it, but he’d rather just hold hands while sleeping or something like that. you’d also feel sorry for him with how often he woke up during the night, even if it was just for a few seconds, everytime you moved around too noisily or snored. he also always wakes up before you, and you’d need to have a conversation with him about how you’d rather wake up with him next to you rather than wake up without him, only to find him in the kitchen making breakfast for you :( he just wants to do something nice for him, but you’d rather be able to kiss him first thing in the morning!!!! sorry my bias is showing a bit

watches you while you sleep for so long it becomes creepy - doyoung

oh this boy 😭 if he falls asleep after you or wakes up before you, you just know he's going to be propping himself up on his elbow, gazing down at you with soft eyes and a fond smile because you're just the prettiest person in the world to him, and there's nothing else he'd rather be looking at. and he isn’t rattled in the slightest if you catch him doing it, too. he'll just smile wider and say "hey, baby" or "sleep well?", that fucker. it's lowkey creepy, but it's doyoung, so it's okay. it’s a bit jarring at first, locking eyes with someone right when you wake up, but you get used to it. i see him as similar to jaehyuk in the sense that he’s happy to fall asleep, cuddling or not cuddling, in whatever way you prefer. he’d probably like to fall asleep facing you so that he could see your face right as he woke up (in a lovely, enamored way, not in a creepy way!) 👍

keeps you from falling asleep but grumpy when you try to wake him up - jeongwoo

jeongwoo seriously gives me tired all day until it's time to go to bed vibes, like he'll usually be chill with bursts of energy here and there but in the evening he's like a cat with the zoomies. it's like 11pm and you're just trying to fall asleep because you have class or work the next day but your boyfriend is bouncing all over the room and talking a hundred words a minute, keeping you awake way past your bedtime. it's kinda cute sometimes, but most of the time, you want to suffocate him with your pillow. usually, though, he'll calm down if he sees you're really tired, or if you force him to stay in your arms and start threading your hands through his hair or rub patterns against his back - that really calms him down. he becomes super quiet instantly and can even fall asleep like that. but dear lord, when that alarm rings the next morning, you do not want to talk to him for the following fifteen minutes. he is so grumpy and sleepy in the morning, i just know. it's impossible to get him out of bed and you've just learnt to get up yourself and wait for him to wake up - although it's better to check that he hasn't fallen back asleep (which he usually has). he just keeps groaning for five more minutes and buries his head in his pillow to block the light out, but if you press a kiss to his cheek or forehead, that usually gets him to open his eyes and start smiling, then ask for a proper good morning kiss on the lips. this kid is annoying as hell, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

forgets his size and rests his whole body on you - haruto

haruto is like those big dogs that have no idea they're so big and wonder why they can't just lay on top of you. “it's because you're suffocating me, ruto! you're too heavy to rest your whole weight on me.” when you'd told him that, he pouted so hard and had seemed so genuinely upset that you apologized, took him back in your arms and simply neglected your need to breathe for a little longer. he is also one hundred percent that guy who will deny wanting cuddles or any sort of skinship, but if you don’t give it to him, he will be mad at you. if you do give it to him, he’ll pretend he doesn’t like it. you just have to be a mind reader, i guess. all this to say that even if he doesn’t tell you outright, haruto definitely wants to cuddle to sleep. sure, you can fall asleep in his arms if you really want (he loves it), but he’d rather fall asleep on you like yoshi does, even though he’s way too heavy for that.

you fight every time you have to decide who gets to be the little spoon - junghwan

my son.. do you guys know that “thank you myson!” jimin meme… anyways… junghwan might have buffed up over the years but do not get him wrong, that man is a little spoon until the day he dies. if you are also the little spoon, you will have to fight. simple as that. you can decide if it’ll be a tickle fight, an argument where you try to prove why you defend to be the little spoon more, or an actual fist fight (you might lose though), you’ll have to settle it one way or another. no matter how much both of you try to deny it, you love it either way anyway. as much as you love the feeling of his arms around you, there’s something about holding such a big man in your arms like he’s half the size that he is. 

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[werezmastarbucks]

U N11

U N7 masterlist 6/14

word count: 3316

yoongi's pov

autumn is getting into the tailspin; it throws storm winds onto the city and Yoongi keeps coughing. no matter how many cups of ginger-lemon tea he swallows a day, the cough just won't go away. it's good he had managed to do the majority of his own recording by now. but there's still several songs he has to do. Hobi says his voice sounds sexier that way, after he coughs out so much air that he starts tasting blood. he cuts his hair shorter because the mane on the back of his head turns into a mullet. he has to readjust as his hand catches the air all of the time now.

it's weird not having lessons every week. when y/n left, he refused to change the tutor and promised Vicky he will teach himself. of course he isn't doing shit but he has a lot of English communication with collaborators, so he counts it as exercise. y/n always said actual speaking is the best method of immersion, especially if he finds it stressful. the more stressful, the better, she would say. he didn't question her methodology and just went with it.

he is still trying to shake off the sticky threads of sleep, unable to lift himself off the armchair, when the studio starts filling with people. Taehyung arrives with headphones on and nods at him, doesn't even bother to say hi; he is in the same kind of shitty November mood. the weather outside was atrocious in the morning, wind blowing the bits of ice right into the face. Jiminie slipped recently and strained his ankle and cut his face on the sharp crust. it is too cold, but then again the summer was too hot. analyzing the weather is annoying, it changed all the time for the last five years. empty conversations. the greenish-pale light in the studio makes him sleepier, and he wanders into the kitchen, forcing his body to comply.

Jungkook lights the space a little bit when he comes, eyes searching, as usual, ready to get into recording at once.

"where are the others?" he asks in his whiney tone.

"just us", Yoongi grunts and yawns wide.

"it's eleven?"

"uh-huh. don't think anybody but you will produce any singing today".

"how come?" Jungkook takes off his winter jacket and throws it onto the chair. Yoongi picks it up and hands it back to him, silently pushing him towards the hangers.

"just the general vibe".

the door slams again. Yoongi had noticed this curious habit of theirs many years ago. if he happens to arrive first, after some time, one of the other six will come. and then the other five, they just pop up suddenly, like mushrooms, with an even interval of several minutes. no matter the order.

Jin walks in, shrugging, wrinkling his face, like he came straight from the outside. guess the gust of cold wind from the open window in the corridor bothered him again.

"do we have any fruit?" he demands, not asks. rushes into the kitchen searching for oranges or grapes.

they stand there, all four of them, circling the kitchen table.

"nah".

"who was supposed to buy them?"

Jin is not in the mood of being agreeable at all. his hair is standing on the left side on his head and his mouth droops down with impatience.

"nobody?"

"but we always have fruit".

the only thing he fails to do is stomp his foot.

"y/n usually buys them", Taehyung helps. Jin throws his head back. Yoongi sighs and walks out to get his coat. he thinks of the long and dreadful journey down the building and then the street. there's a seven-eleven across the road. no work will start any time soon anyway.

it's those tiny little details that start bothering him, tugging on the roots of his hair somewhere in the center of his head. the missing fruits and the missing noise. Hoseok hasn't uttered a 'bitch' in weeks. the two hours on Wednesday and Friday gape with nothing to do. then there's the green tea.

he's sitting at the computer, pushing the empty yogurt pack with his forearm to move it out of the way, and the slender hand suddenly snatches it from the desk. Yoongi turns. Yuna gives him a small smile.

"i'll throw it away".

"thank you".

something is bothering his nostrils. he stands up and walks over to her. Yuna is so small, she is like a cat on Namjoon's lap most of the time. she always looks at him like she's afraid he's going to swat her dead. instead, Yoongi carefully inhales the air around her.

"is it your perfume?"

"yes. Arden".

"Arden?"

"green tea", she purses her lips with a small smile.

he nods. follows the scent into the kitchen like he doesn't believe her, and finds it empty. Yuna treads after him curiously. she circles him like he's a little dumb, moves him away with the light push and opens the garbage bin. then leaves.

Taehyung is eating his cereal loudly at the table, Yoongi doesn't register him at first. he looks like a news reporter with his ruffled straw-blond hair and big glasses on his nose. like the sassy school kid who's going to ignore your existence for fun.

"yes", he says.

Yoongi decides to make himself coffee since he's here anyway. he hums. the energy is so low sometimes these days they communicate purely with sounds, like cavemen.

"it's Elizabeth Arden, green tea. y/n wears it to work".

he nods without looking.

"it's a very common perfume, hyung".

"okay?"

he walks to the table and sits down.

"i am starting to realize how quiet it became here", he muses. Taehyung slurps the milk noisily, knows it pisses him off. he finally looks up.

"i miss her too. she used to seem so annoying and ever-present. always hanging from somebody, fucking pick-me. now i miss her stupid voice".

Yoongi frowns a little.

"you just can't deal with big personalities, because it's similar to yours. be honest".

Taehyung gives him a sudden smile and doesn't reply.

"you first", he says after a while. slurps milk again, then chews the wet, soft cereal. Yoongi slurps his coffee louder to let him know to quit it.

"what?"

"gonna admit it yet?"

"i don't speak cryptic, Taehyung".

"ran in here glassy-eyed, thinking she's here?"

his voice is kind of cruel. Yoongi realizes it catches him off guard.

"..oh".

"you really didn't notice?"

he shrugs.

"don't think so".

V hums like a scholar.

he must be really slow. Yoongi is a little embarrassed of himself. even Riko told him, long time ago. it's already been a year since they broke up?? the last messages the exchanged were back in March. she sent him a happy birthday text. Yoongi's thoughts travel back to her. he is still learning to scar his cuts, it's going with relative success. ever since he hit thirty he decided it's enough of trauma. and started taking care of himself. writing songs about it. loving himself more. bubble bath bombs. thinking about other perspectives. but he knows the wound that Riko left is kind of deep. he doesn't want to hand it to her anymore, but admires it quietly. here, i am still human, after all these years. being naive feels like an accomplishment to him.

yes, one curious thing Riko kept repeating was that he's in love with y/n. Yoongi always found it so funny how she is almost trying to convince him when he himself has no idea what she's talking about. like if he cares about the girl bleeding out in the bathroom he is suddenly in love with her. Riko was one of those 'no female friends' girlfriends and it was quite nonsensical. Yoongi likes a lot of people and respects many of them. he is used to earning the affection, trained to work for it. it's not handed to him just because. his parents taught him that and Riko cemented this notion. he needs to earn it. so, he cares about people, it has become a part of him. it's not difficult to cook a quick breakfast for somebody who's been crying all evening before. he doesn't need to know why. it's just a friendly gesture. hello, you're not alone.

when y/n started giving back, he took it as a reply. he has earned another person's trust. he put himself on the map. that's great. it looks like she's not going anywhere, because Jiminie is in love with her, Jungkook is half in love with her, and Jin keeps talking about her like a fanboy. y/n this, y/n that. Yoongi used to think they were funny for this.

now he realizes his ears twitch when he hears light steps of Yuna who brought him the air filled with green tea. he notices the glimmer of some girl's hair that has similar colour. he notices he is looking forward to seeing her at the studio, because it's a habit. when he comes round to Jungkook's house, she's mostly there, the little ball of indignation that always understands him. she has the same disposition about the weekends; dying. she always gives him food and inquires about his mood in an almost cold manner, trying to keep away, but still curious. Yoongi thinks she's jumpy because sometimes she flinches when they touch. he sees she doesn't actually like people invading her space: wrinkles her face when Jungkook catches her in a bear hug. by the time Jimin finally lets go of her, she already has her arms limp by the sides. Yoongi decides that at least he will not be the person who breathes down her neck. he can't figure her out. there's sadness in her look nowadays and he very rarely asks why because she usually replies something clearly made up on the fly. like David Bowie bullshit. she's like a cub that is still learning to communicate. asking from a distance and nipping you if you come too close. it's the trauma, he knows. he has a similar one. it's just that he had to force himself to work around it. there's no way he'll be able to tell everybody to fuck off every time he wants to.

he needs to do a big one-eighty one evening, when he starts thinking about it. when did it begin, actually? y/n hammers one thing fine into his head: every word has a root. etymology. she teaches him to always ask, what does it really mean? alexithymia: the negative prefix a, meaning 'not', base lexis meaning 'words' and additional thymos meaning 'feeling'. so, where's the root for the indescribable emotion?

in the elevator, when he hears her body group after the innocent scare he gives her?

on holiday, when she sings so well that he can't close his mouth?

Riko was super pissed. he tried to explain it's professional. she has a similar pitch to IU. she was so angry, spitting the nonsense about emotional cheating and other stuff. Yoongi is very direct. if he had fallen in love, he would have told her.

if not then, when? earlier or later? when she crashed into him like a truck, almost knocking his knee out, when she was so happy that Jimin got over her?

or is it only happening right now, as he's staring at the screen in the complete darkness of his bedroom? eyes sore with the blue glow. their study chat is alive tonight, Jimin is sending memes. Hobi evaluating. Yoongi clicks on her avatar and enters the private chat. there's no doubt in his mind he should write something.

"when are you coming back?"

he waits patiently until he sees that y/n opened the message. the breath doesn't get caught in his chest. his heartbeat is steady. he's not nervous, he misses her, purely and simply.

"by Jiminie's wedding"

then,

"you've finished the textbook?"

"nope".

as he types it, he can hear her chuckle-sigh that she made her trademark. the benevolent facepalm she does several times a lesson sometimes. she always corrects him without making a fuss, it's more of a gentle push in the right direction than correction. and when there's nothing to correct, she chuckle-sighs. Yoongi realizes, he had completely missed the moment she has become an integral part of his day. he fidgets with the inkless pen next to his keyboard as he waits for a reply.

"i will have to think of a penalty system once i return".

the words seem so nice. Yoongi can't help but grin and then ouches again, in his mind. oh. it's like a punch right below the solar plexus, this feeling. it makes him feel happier.

he never does his homework and is honest about it. he wonders why it took her so much time to start thinking of fining him. he's sabotaging his studies, stretching them for longer than needed.

he types,

"recently someone wore your green tea perfume in the recording studio and i thought for a minute that you came back already".

he blinks at the screen, then rubs his eyes. looks at the clock. where she is, it's morning.

it takes her a while to respond. he is trying to imagine her, what she is doing. a phone in her hand, fingers wrapped around the chunky phone case. she has such a funny one; she said, the stupider the phone case, the better. pastel blue and pink, with protruding toy stickers and beaded strap to carry the phone by. always carries it around like a bag, swinging it, giving Jin a fright she might drop it or hit someone in the face. she might be doing it right about now, Yoongi thinks. the lilac feeling fills him, and he smiles to himself, scratches his ear. fingers rub over the old, slightly plump scar. oh. oh, he said back in the kitchen and he doesn't really like the look that was on Taehyung's face.

"ok weirdo. i miss you too".

life's funny. Yoongi has worked really hard on himself to learn not to overthink things. overthinking used to be a sharp blade killing him about ten years ago and leaving a disfigured left thumb, so he had to unlearn. so now, he doesn't fall into the rabbit hole. that's what happened. she's been around for years and it took a big break for him to taste what life feels like without her. Jimin's wedding is so far away though. he sighs, but he is content.

they are set to finish the recordings by December. Yoongi is dying to lock himself in his studio and start barking at people who visit. he loves the mixing process. he loves the polish and the work. it's literally his favourite part about making an album. the crouching at the laptop, the pain in his fingers, hunger that strikes suddenly at four a.m., the stinging in the eyes, eventual insomnia - he loves every part of it. he loves his job in its essence: making music. he loves feeling proud after he's finished. he adores watching their faces when they listen to it for the first time. he secretly loves the others' random visits; they usually bring food and goods, or just warm the place up with their presence.

he's waiting impatiently for December to start, and then he's waiting for January. it looks like life has suddenly improved tenfold and he marvels at how the world changed after last year's heartbreak.

he starts noticing more things.

Taehyung keeps looking at him musingly, like he's scheming. sometimes he catches him gossiping with Kookie and they steal glances from under their brows. Yoongi tells them to quit and they giggle like they are seventeen.

he notices himself wanting to ask Jimin after he has a lesson with her: why did she let you stay, but not me? he wants to ask how she's doing but doesn't wanna press it. he is still figuring her out. the only thing that stands dark above his head in the form of thoughts is that conversation she had to have with all of them, the day after the bleeding incident. she was still greenish even twenty-four hours later. a bit more slender than usual. Riko must have told her something and she threw them all on the ice when she entered the living room. Yoongi was changing the batteries in the remote to turn on the TV and Jimin was kicking him in the shin with his toes. she looked uneasy, angry. her posture said so. she looked vulnerable, but her eyes were hard as steel as she said without introduction:

"i don't go for someone else's men. never have, never will".

his head snapped to Riko immediately. the way he knew in that moment that she did something, really hurt.

"...plus, i would rather shoot myself in the face than sleep with any of you motherfuckers".

then she added in her tutor voice:

"questions, comments?"

nobody had anything to say at first. Jungkook looked startled like a real bunny. Namjoon felt very uncomfortable, body tilted forward like he wanted to run away. Jimin raised his head like a parrot that's been shaken really hard.

"i have no problem with you whatsoever", Yuna said, a bit challenging. Yuri nodded in agreement. Riko sucked on her cheek. she was beautiful, Riko. still is. but her beauty has always been cold, a sharp point for Yoongi. no matter what he did, he never felt like that beauty belonged to him at the end of the day. she told him many times that she believed y/n was trying to get it with anybody who would have her. as Taehyung mentioned now, a pick me. it's strange, Yoongi never thought of it like that and that's why now he feels stupid. it actually always felt to him quite impressive, and the opposite. everybody keeps picking her. how easily she connects with them, and, more importantly, how sincere she is about this connection. he never ever doubted her when she said that Jimin is her good friend. and if they are sleeping, it's their business. he envied her, the way she distributed her bits to each of them. intellectual and deep with Namjoon, bold and funny with Hoseok, childish, borderline annoying with Jungkook, tender with Jimin, respectful and caring with Jin, competitive and sexy with Taehyung. and him? a couple of shorties. he heard her loud and clear. rather shoot herself in the face.

Yoongi studies his own face in the mirror in the bathroom. the looming shadow of doubt grows further and he's trying to wave it away. she has rejected Jimin, Park Jimin.

he looks like a nerd, especially with this haircut. people always told him he has naturally good-looking face, and he always thought they were clowns. even the Daegu itself didn't help him acquire a handsome frame, and Daegu is considered the city of handsome people. he licks his upper lip and moves the tip of the tongue over the crust of bitten flesh. Riko told him one more thing, right before they broke up. don't you know she is so in love with you. it's so obvious it's disgusting. Yoongi didn't believe her because Riko used to tell him a lot of things completely detached from reality. for example that if he cares about anybody except her, he's cheating. then she went on and cheated herself, go figure. her delusion was very strong and Yoongi simply didn't believe her. from how y/n behaves, she's obviously in love with Jimin. uh, it's so hard figuring this thing out. there's so many knots already in this long relationship. he got confused at least a hundred times over the years. who is in love with who, who'd fuck who, and whether or not Jungkook is crushing on her. he's decided to simply go along with it, as long as he's not being fucked without his knowledge.

he crushes on his bed and rolls around under the blanket. waiting for December. he is hopeful more than anything, and feeling it again is really nice. it's like a warm blanket that covers even his toes. Riko has hurt him really bad. her beauty used to haunt him, giving him ptsd. but it might get better, if he has space. if he has time.

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[ladysomething]

The amount of lestappen content we've gotten lately is amazing!

I've reread wygig like 4 times now I love it so much

Any chance of another snippet before Wednesday????

are you ... not sick of wygig? I did not realise it had that level of re-readability. but I'm delighted that it does!!

probably no more snippets .... I think ...

oh actually!!!

I started dicking around with a random concept after seeing @hotmandrivefast's recent fan art of lestappen kissing during Max's stream, so you can have everything I've written from that so far.

ridiculous vibes as is becoming my brand when I'm not writing wygig lol.

The problem, Charles thinks, is that he and Max have been together too long. 

A secondary, equally alarming problem, is that Charles has also clearly let Max have too much sex with him. The novelty has worn off. 

He’s boring. 

And how exactly has Charles come to these conclusions? 

Because he is laid out on the bed of their hotel room, shirtless, and Max is just . . . ignoring him. For his games. 

His computer is propped up on the bed, and he’s sitting on the floor, frantically poking at his controller and shouting in dismay. 

Charles frowns at him. 

Maybe he needs to break up with Max, just for like five minutes, so that Max appreciates him more. It’s slightly drastic, maybe, but there is literally nothing wrong with the way Charles looks. Actually, he gets endless compliments on his body and face. 

He is so fuckable. 

He’s so fuckable it’s like a selling point. 

So why is staring at his loser boyfriend, pointedly not being fucked right now? 

It’s atrocious. It’s terrible. It’s a state of affairs that Charles finds, frankly, unacceptable. 

He gets up on his knees, crawling over to kneel behind Max’s computer, and then pokes his lip out into a pout. 

Max, like, barely glances up at him, gaze lingering on his bare chest for only a few seconds instead of the usual ten, and then he looks back down to his game, groaning loudly. 

“Yeah, I know,” he grunts into his microphone. “Sorry—got distracted for a second. Yeah, I know.” 

Charles frowns, which quickly turns into a pout again. He taps the top of Max’s laptop pointedly, and mouths, “Max.” 

Max flicks his eyes up to him again, then says, “Guys, once second.” 

He lifts his hands to the headset, presses whatever buttons he needs to press, then pushes the mic away from his mouth. 

“Everything okay?” he asks, not anywhere near concernedly enough for Charles. 

Charles blinks, thrown off by Max not immediately devouring him. 

“I want to cum,” he announces, deciding that a no nonsense approach will work best. 

Max stares at him, clearly perplexed, and then says, “Okay?” 

Charles huffs. There is something seriously wrong here. Maybe he should revisit the idea of breaking up with Max for a few minutes. 

“So?” Charles asks pointedly. 

“So . . . what? You don’t need my permission.” 

Max is an idiot. No, maybe Charles is an idiot, for falling in love with an idiot. 

He retreats to the bathroom to lick his wounds and stroke his humbled ego, but he doesn’t cum. 

He has way more pride than that. 

The next problem Charles encounters is that now he’s come to see the original problem, he sees it everywhere. 

He texts Max to ask him on a date on Wednesday, and Max says he’s busy, sends a love heart emoji, and then an hour later Charles gets a notification saying that a Redline stream has started. So what if he always streams on a Wednesday? Surely one time he could skip it. 

He surprises Max by coming around, bringing Max’s favourite take out for lunch and a brand new toy for the cats to keep them distracted while they have sex, but Max says he can’t hang out that day because he’s in the middle of a stream. So what if the stream is for charity? Charles is still banished to the lounge to eat and play with the cats alone. 

He shows up for their breakfast date, ready to burn the eggs and bake a doughy croissant, but Max answers the door with an apologetic look saying that he’s got to spend a few hours in the sim. And so what if the RB20 sucks and he’s trying to hold onto his Championship lead? 

Charles has needs, goddammit. Vigorous needs that involve him regularly drooling into a pillow and being fucked so good he can’t see, or fucking Max until he cries and begs to be allowed to cum. He doesn’t really care which way it goes, as long as someone’s dick is up someone’s ass. 

And they have a healthy sex life. They have a great sex life, based on the way their friends judge them for being unable to keep their hands off each other, or the times they’ve been walked in on, or the way Max had to put a firm ban on sex during race weekends when Charles had been uncomfortable in the car one too many times. 

He just wants more. He wants so much more, all the time, he wants to sleep with Max’s dick inside him and he wants to have dinner while Max is kneeling and slowly sucking his cock, he wants to have a plug left in his ass so he’s ready for Max at any time and he wants to fill Max with so much cum it leaks out of him. 

He’s ravenous, hungry, a black hole of want, and he knows none of that is reasonable but he wants it anyway. 

Begrudgingly, he settles for sex when they can manage it, but right now they could manage it a whole lot more.

[turttastic]

Was just struck by the overwhelming urge to rate Stormlight characters on their driving ability. I have no evidence I'm going off of vibes alone. Here they are in no particular order:

Dalinar- I think he's generally a fine driver now, though still prone to bouts of road rage when someone won't let him merge. Very bad driver in his youth. 5/10

Jasnah- I think she would be a shockingly bad driver. She seems like the kind of person that believes the rules of the road apply to everyone other than her. The type to run a red light because the meeting she's going to is important. Never uses her turn signals because if shes in the left lane it should be obvious shes making a left turn. Despite her lack of care she always arrives safely and without a ticket, somehow. Would fit right in in Northern Virginia. Also the worst backseat driver ever. 3/10

Sadeas- Good driver but employs bad practices. When traffic is heavy he uses the shoulder of the road as his own personal lane. Only person capable of surviving New York traffic. 6/10

Kaladin- Fantastic driver but kind of slow. Won't make a left turn unless there is literally no other car on the road. Always follows the speed limit and uses his turn indicators. Also the type to yell at everyone to shut the fuck up and let him drive when he's in heavy traffic. 8/10

Syl- Cannot be allowed to drive under any circumstances. Bridge 4 let her drive once and she backed the car into a mailbox. 0/10

Shallan- Shes a bad driver but better than Jasnah. Her following distance is atrocious and she frequently rear ends people, but she does at least try to follow the rules of the road. 4/10

Veil- Worse than Shallan but says she's better. Will take a turn at 60 to try and make the car drift. 2/10

Radiant- Fantastic driver who follows the ruled perfectly. Not great at responding to unexpected situations though. 8/10

Venli- Drives like a psychopath. Weaves in and out of lanes to get there 30 seconds faster. If traffic is bad she will dead ass make a U turn in the middle of the road over a double yellow to leave. 1/10

Rock- Great driver, but hates driving. Not much more to say. 8/10

Sigzil- Best driver in bridge 4, only slightly held back by the fact that he knows every obscure rule and expects everyone else driving does also. 9/10

Moash- Believes the rules of the road are stupid and there to hold him back. The kind of guy who will not let you merge in front of him like his life depends on it. Would go 100 in a school zone for fun. 2/10

The Lopen- The guy that tells you he's a great driver but starts playing pokemon go while behind the wheel because he can absolutely do both. 4/10

Szeth- Mediocre driver prone to shocking episodes of road rage. The kind of guy who would slam the brakes to make the car behind him rear end him out of spite if they were following too close. 5/10

Navani- Fantastic driver. Always has the newest lane correcting tech and such installed on her vehicle. 10/10

Adolin- Cannot stay focused on the road. Type of guy who will look over his shoulder for like 15 seconds to carry on a conversation until Shallan yells at him to look at the road. Horrible speeder. Usually manages to avoid crashing though. 3/10

Wit- Shockingly competent driver. I mean he had all that experience with Wax, so... 10/10

Gavilar- The kind of douche who lifts his truck and has his mufflers removed so he can rev his obnoxious engine whole going through neighborhoods. 1/10

Renarin- He's a good driver in small towns and on winding, narrow country roads, but cannot handle big city traffic. Luckily he knows and readily admits this. 7/10

BONUS:

Rlain- I feel like he's just a typical good driver. Follows the rules as best he can, goes a few miles over the speed limit on the freeway, but nothing crazy. 8/10

Kelsier- It's a miracle he's survived this long with the way he drives. He would make a left on red without hesitation. Vin screamed the first time she rode with him. 1/10

[amphitriteswife]

Hi again 💕 Can you write the third part of Ror/ Snv characters as Students with Thor, Beelzebub and Jack?

It's hard to find any content for them these days😅

Hello anon! I don’t write much for ror these days. But since i actually have some stuff for this i can write about this! I don’t write for Jack though!

📝✂️Ror/ Snv characters as students ✂️📝

Thor

⚡️ the quiet but chill student. Usually takes more chiller subjects too. Like geography, arts and culture, p.e. Actually biology too?

⚡️ actually has decent grades. Like not that he’s failing, but he’s not a top student either. He does blink out in certain subjects like P.E and Biology.

⚡️thor does actually go to parties. Didn’t expect that one huh? Me neither. But he does go to a few. Usually the chiller ones which is hosted by Shiva or Ares. He would NOT go to the ones Zeus gives. Never. Ever. He would rather die.

⚡️Actually has a decent amount of friends? He’s super chill with Shiva and Buddha. Surprisingly Poseidon? They go to the gym with each other and have biology together. So they’re pretty cool too.

⚡️ Thor is someone who copies homework. Like he doesn’t respond to the groupchat. Only sometimes. With an emphasis on sometimes. But when answers are leaked. He makes sure he had em written down. He also sends them to other ppl of they need it

⚡️skips school trips. He thinks they’re a waste of time and just asks for another project to do. If it’s actually mandatory, he will go. He might have a fun time while he’s at it. But it truly depends on the trip and the circumstances.

⚡️okayish with teachers. They like him most for the time. He’s quiet and does what he’s supposed to do after all. He’s usually used as an example by most teachers, much to his dismay.

⚡️ Outside of school, he has prefers to keep only in touch with a few friends. It’s not that he dislikes the other’s. He just considers those people his classmates rather than friends.

⚡️ Loki tried to be friends with him, didn’t go really well and they ended up as rivals instead.

⚡️ Thor’s way of speaking is rather dry. It’s blunt and monotone. It can usually come over as sarcastic. He usually makes fun of Loki and his failed relationships.

⚡️ probably also does Yoga with Poseidon. It calms him down and he feels more ‘down to earth’. He goes 1-2 times a week. But it truly depends on his schedule.

⚡️ Odin makes sure with the principal that if Thor’s late that it’s not put in the system. Yes he only does it for Thor. Not Loki. He can figure it out himself

⚡️ Wears casual clothes. Just sweatpants and shirts. Or a jacket if it’s cold. He doesn’t care how he looks. He’s there for learning, and if he’s done he wants to go home. Wake up, go school, go back home, go sleep.

⚡️ asks to go to the bathroom but ends up just walking around the halls or just doing anything he feels at the moment before returning as if nothing happend.

⚡️ Has a girlfriend that goes to another school. Most people didn’t know this so they were absolutely FLOORED when he showed up to prom with a girl no one had ever seen before

- GIF belongs to @rukia-writes -

🪰 Weird scientist student that stays late at school to the point people think he sleeps in the lab.

🪰 doesn’t have many friends. He usually keeps to himself. IF he talks to someone it’s Hades. And that’s cause they both have science.

🪰 Voted to be a school shooter in the yearbook. Or a stripper

🪰 Doesn’t show up to any function that isn’t mandatory. (Ps. He’s in the lab)

🪰 Lots of people think he casts spells on others or has some secret death note with him.

🪰 Beelzebub doesn’t give two shits that people find him weird. He just be vibing. Probably also said some atrocious crazy stuff to other people’s face so he’s fine with not being liked by most people.

🪰 ‘i’m not like yall.’ Was his yearbook quote

🪰 Actually didn’t show up to the graduation and his diploma had to be sent via mail to him.

🪰 Is in the chess club with Hades and the random bird. Yes he’s one if the best players. Yes the only one beating him is Hades.

🪰 Actually attends some high end elite University after he finished college? He would NOT stay in contact with anyone unless you’re actually someone he interacts with (ultra rare)

🪰 surprisingly sits at the front of the class? He used to sit at the back, but it was difficult to follow lessons since lots of the people just didn’t do any shit. So he moved to the front to actually learn 🤓👆

🪰 probably ate a lab experiment. It was dead tho. But he did lick a pig’s heart and no he didn’t regret it. High chance he enjoyed it to be honest.

🪰 Rumored that if he touched you that you get diseases or lice

🪰 Chose ancient languages and surprisingly history, he likes the political aspects about history though and empires.

🪰 Does witchcraft of black magic on people. Yes he created voodoo dolls to scare people off. Yes he still has them.

🪰 IF. With an heavy emphasis on IF. He even goes to a school party: he’s probably not noticed by anyone, dealing drugs, staring at random people or just vibing in the back in a lonely corner. Unless Hades actually talks to him and he tries to socialize (UR+ RARE)

🪰 Had beef with the principal but weirded him tf out so he got to stay in the school lab

🪰 Sometimes he says duper random disturbing stuff on purpose to creep teachers and students out. He likes seeing their reactions and such

🪰 Probably drew a satanic ritual hexagon on the bathroom mirror and lid some candles to make it more realistic

🪰 Only goes to Halloween themed parties. As himself.

🪰 Probably dismembers bugs and makes loud remarks like ‘fascinating!’ ‘Incredible’ and he looks super happy too. Like a deadass spark in his eyes. Even the Science teacher is scared

🪰 Surprisingly has a partner. No one knows who it is and they feel bad for them

🪰 ‘it’s us against the world, kitten’ is what most people think his highschool relationship would be.

🪰people found his discord so he deleted all his socials and became one with the bugs instead of nature.

[daughterofevil158]

What do you think would be the project Eden’s garden characters favorite desserts?

i am going 100% off vibes here

◊ Damon: While we do have the Word of God answer of Japanese sweets, and most people tend to associate him with apple pastries because symbolism, I also totally see him as the type with a secret fondness for strawberry shortcake.

◊ Eloise: cinnamon roll enjoyer

◊ Ingrid: Honestly seems the type to enjoy fruit drizzled in honey or chocolate

◊ Ulysses: Something that isn't super heavy in flavor. Either tiramisu or coffee ice cream

◊ Toshiko: Says it's dango or something elegant sounding, but really enjoys banana splits

◊ Jean: Also probably prefers fruit on their own, but enjoys turnovers as well

◊ Wolfgang: Classic combination of fudge brownie with vanilla ice cream

◊ Desmond: chocolate truffle cake

◊ Mark: battery acid spaghetti Something either matcha-based or citrus-based (leaning more toward key lime pie)

◊ Diana: peanut butter fudge

◊ Wenona: Feels like the type that enjoys some extravagant dessert but probably prefers simpler things like dark chocolate chip cookies imo wtf do rich people like

◊ Jett: coca cola cake

◊ Grace: Sugar cookies, but she usually gets the dough so she can mix other stuff in (like nuts and dried berries)

◊ Kai: cheesecake, the denser the better

◊ Eva: Leans more on the bittersweet side of desserts (dark chocolate cake topped with red berries pops into my head).

◊ Cassidy: battery acid spaghetti Sundae with like, an atrocious amount of toppings

[brucewaynehater101]

Au in wich Tim being so hurt by his family accepts Ra's proposal of being his heir, but like misunderstanding happens and he becomes his consort

This, but combine it with the trope that Tim agrees to become Ra's heir so that he can take over/destroy the LoA.

I also seriously vibes with AUs of Tim as heir where he has to commit atrocious deeds or sacrifice himself (usually morally) to get to his final goal.

In this specific AU, what if Tim was originally planning to dismantle the LoA? He acknowledged all that LoA could do for him, but he wanted to destroy it. He had decided that was better for the world.

Yet, after everything he sacrificed and went through, he decides to murder Ra's and take all the power LoA gives him. Just Tim, in his path to safety, revenge, protecting his family, and doing good, ending up as the being he detested and feared.

[fayet]

The Kpop Experiment (II): More musings on Ateez in Colonge

Hi! I'm back with opinions by popular demand (e.g. three people read my first post and liked it). Read under cut, otherwise move on, nothing to see here.

I'd like to talk about the sound quality briefly first, because I mentioned it to a few people (you wouldn't believe how many people think you're off your rooker for going to a kpop concert but then want to know all the gorey details, it's fascinating) and learnt that some of them had been to Lanxess Arena before and had all complained that the sound quality there is atrocious. One of my colleagues saw Prince (PRINCE!) at Lanxess and said he halfway through the concert took a moment and apologised to his audience for the bad sound, saying they hadn't allowed him to bring in his own sound people and he had to use what was there, which apparently was terrible. Ateez def. had their own sound crew, and they provided us with maybe the best sound I've ever heard at a concert. It was very well balanced taking into consideration there were eight people to keep well adjusted in the mix, all with variable vocal habits and level of sound. Keeping them from sounding "soupy" but at the same time letting them blend together is quite a challenge, and I'm impressed by whoever mixed both Mingi and San into one good soundscape (I think Jongho could outscream Mingi if he truely wanted to, dude can project like crazy so he doesn't count). Mingi is loud, but he didn't seem loud, just powerful, and that's some really good sound mixing.

That being said the concert itself was SO LOUD. I like going to metal concerts. Ateez outdid my usual hearing protection geared towards metal concerts, and if you're louder than a fully flegded metal band with all the trimings you're too loud. No subwoofer, though, which is sad. Guerilla could do with a subwoofer, I feel.

Looking back at the show what remains is the impression of perfection and seamlessness. It was very "korean" in this regard, as in that I consider korean culture to be one striving for utter perfection and complete seriousness in everything, with very high demands for quality (obvs that is a western POV, and not fully encapuslating all that korean culture is in all it's many traits and characteristics. It's a simplification, please bear with me here.). The show was practically perfect. Everything was on point, every entrance, dance formation, timing, light change, the sound and the backup dancers. There was a lot going on and it wasn't boring, but it also wasn't really what I think a concert is, as in the presentation of art by an artist in front of a crowd that may provide feedback in some form, often leaving room for spontaneous developments and the creation of new art or unique moments. That is not a critique! I was perfectly entertained and very happy upon leaving the arena, just like I am watching a musical that has run for 300 shows. The chandelier will crash onto stage when the Phantom of the Opera is there, and Ateez will showcase perfect formations in their choreography. You get what you paid for (I paid a lot, mind you) and everybody is happy. Just don't expect them to play your fav song if it's not on the setlist or to come back after the encore. They won't. The story has been told. Move along.

So the show was perfect, and I came out utterly impressed and also a little bit confused. I had gone in wanting to see Yunho dance and to finally see what everyone means when they say Mingi is such a beast on stage, and I came back with a deep appreciation for Seonghwa, Yeosang and Hongjoong. All three deeply impressed me, but Yeosang surprised me most, because I'd never really thought of him before? But he had so much charisma that I couldn't help but be impressed, I found him so utterly charming whenever he came around and his performance was captivating (and yes, he is that beautiful.). Seonghwa was obviously my favorite for all the flirting reasons, Hongjoong had such a cool vibe, and for some reason I always overlooked Yunho whenever he came to our side.

Mingi seemed to be having an off day or maybe I just couldn't "get" him, but I was surprised when the arena tried to bark for him at the beginning and he just ignored it and bulldozed right over it and in the end thanked the crowd for chanting his name when he rapped during the Bouncy-part. I heard from a few people that he doesn't usually do that because the crowd always shouts his name with him, so I was wondering if he had something going on in his mind that made him do that.

In any case while I couldn't really vibe with whatever was going on with him, but he did deliver one nice example of just how well rehearsed they are: he was standing close to my side of the stage rapping (towards the end of the show, I have forgotten what song it was), with one foot up on one of the black plastic holder that had either a confetti cannon or something else inside - the cannons had gone off already so that was fine. He was hyping up the crowd in the standing area while spitting his lines, very focussed on the text and them, but at the same time trying to figure out if the plastic box could hold his weight (I think he wanted to use it to jump off from it or something, not into the pit but back onto the stage). But the box wasn't firmly attached to the stage and he noticed it wouldn't hold his weight, but he kept on playing with the give it had, bringing his bodyweight forwards again, waiting until the box tilted and pulling back, over and over again - while hyping the crowd, rapping and generally being aware of where he had to be next, where everyone else was etc. I'm not sure if he was even aware of doing it. I love it when people are so well rehearsed they can just split off parts of their brain and let them do something completely pointless while everything else runs on autopilot, muscle memory at this point in time, nothing to think about.

Here's a random sidenote: I told my partner to pick a bias during the concert, and despite Seonghwa working hard to be his forever bias he didn't make the cut. Instead my partner halfway through the concert decided that Yunho was going to be it, because, as he explained later, it seemed to him that Yunho was somehow in control of the dance formations and from the back organising everything. My partner (who also has many years of dance experience) also enjoyed his clean technique and then lamented that Yunho didn't have enough lines in the songs despite being what he called "the most handsome one and he even sings well!". (Yunho is very handsome of course, but watching Seonghwa smile at my partner LIKE THAT made even my knees weak, so I don't understand how my partner could be so nonchalant about flirting with him. How. Why. Somebody explain.) I found it interesting that he spotted the dance captain despite having no idea that this role even exists. I also found it interesting that he did not like Mingi. Like, at all.

Okay, this is getting long again. I had a very interesting conversation with @storkmuffin about Yunho vs. Mingi dancing styles/roles in the group with a brief detour into whether or not San has taken ballet classes (we both believe he has, my conviction coming from a choreography moment where he raised his arms above his head and ended up in a perfect fifth/third position - fyi, numbers vary depending on whether you're russian or english trained as a ballet dancer, the position is the same- with a lovely port des bras, and we agreed that Ateez probably at some point had ballet or at least contemporary ballet training.) I think Yunho might have done more than just a few classes, look at the lines of his body! I wish I could see more of his feet, but alas. Anyway, I don't have space for this here, but let me know if you want me to write that down as well (and maybe Storkmuffin might like to elaborate on my rough ideas). See ya around, or something!

[collecting-stories]

Peaches & Cream - Carmen Berzatto

Summary: Carmy talks the reader into making family and their relationship takes a turn.

A/N: I don't know if I like this installment as much as the other two but I'm running with it. Also, the actual dessert made is from Carolina Gelen and it's fucking delicious!

The Bear Masterlist

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You shook your head slowly back and forth, with what you were almost completely positive was a look of abject horror plastered across your face as your eyes met Carmy's blue ones. If there was one thing, anything, that you absolutely did not under any circumstances want to do it was cook in The Beef's kitchen. 

"No."

"It's not like you haven't cooked for everyone out there before," Carmy replied, leaning against the door and crossing his arms over his chest. 

"Yeah, but like...at my place...not like, seriously," you mirrored his image, leaning back in the office chair and crossing your arms. 

Carmy smiled, "family isn't serious." He said it in that way that suggested he'd caught you out. Like you were trying to pull one over on him but he found a loophole at the last second. He looked too triumphant for his own good. 

"Cars..." You groaned, there was no way you wanted to do family. When Syd did family it looked like some fucking five star gourmet meal. Even Ebra cooked up some really wonderful food for family. You had cooked at home, sure, but not in Carmy's kitchen. "Fine...but when it's shit-"

"It won't be," he replied and you practically felt the air knocked out of you. As if those three simple words had the power to truly dictate what sort of cook, chef, you were. And maybe they did because you felt ridiculously confident after he said it. 

You abandoned the paperwork to the office and followed Carmy into the kitchen. His attention didn't last long, immediately pulled to something else as Tina called him over to taste the potatoes she was working on. Your unexpected entrance into the kitchen didn't go unnoticed by Marcus or Syd or Tina, all three of whom followed you with their eyes as you went to the family shelf. You were positive you looked a little more than unsure of yourself as you pulled ingredients off the shelf, trying to think of a recipe that you could accomplish, that would taste good, and that might impress Carmy. 

-

"What?" 

"What?"

"People don't usually make that face after someone kisses them...unless like, I read the room wrong and I wasn't, or you didn't want me to kiss you," you stammered, eyebrow quirking as you stared at Carmy. Ever since the first Sunday Night Dinner you'd been thinking about what it would be like to kiss him. Probably ever since he first walked in The Beef and introduced himself to you. And maybe he hadn't been thinking about kissing you for that long but you thought maybe he was thinking about kissing you lately. Or not and you were atrocious at reading what vibe other people were projecting. 

"No, no...I mean, I, no, I wanted you to...I wanted to kiss you. I liked it. Ah..." Carmy inhaled, held his breath for a second and then exhaled. "I uh, you taste like peaches. It's like, really fucking wild, just like straight up peaches...like, not like chapstick shit or something but like actual fucking peaches." 

"Oh," you stopped yourself from laughing, "I uh, I ate like frozen peaches before you came over." You tried to explain. It was the most bizarre semi-compliment anyone had ever offered after a kiss. Probably in the history of the world. 

"Yeah?"

"I was trying this recipe-"

"What was it?" He looked over the back of the couch toward the kitchen as if a plate would be waiting there on the island for him to sample. 

"It's nothing fancy," you promised, a regular disclaimer whenever you made something new and let Carmy try it. You got up from the couch as you explained the recipe you'd seen online and had attempted to recreate in your own kitchen before Carmy had come over. Aside from the peach, which was frozen in your freezer, everything else was assembled. 

Whipped cream went in the bowl first, then the peach shavings, scrapped off a whole frozen peach like you were zesting a lemon, and then brown sugar syrup that you'd made earlier. In the short time it took you to assemble the dessert, Carmy came over to the island, leaning against the counter and watching you walk. 

"Here," you slid the bowl over and handed him a spoon from the utensil holder that sat in the middle of the island. He took it from you, his focus already zeroed in on the dessert sitting before him. The assembly was no five-star NOMA dish but you thought it tasted pretty good earlier and hoped you'd made it just as nicely the second time. 

The first time Carmy tried anything you made him your whole body had felt like it was on fire. Burning with nervous anxiety eating at your stomach. Now, you thought you should probably still be nervous but you weren't. Somehow you didn't have any of those nerves anymore. Or at least, they weren't turning over your stomach anymore. Instead it was just excitement, watching him taste the food that you prepared for him. 

"Well?"

With little actual warning, Carmy laid his spoon on the counter and leaned forward, kissing you this time instead of the other way around. You kissed him back, your hand moving to hold his face, fingers brushing the curls at the back of his neck. You'd be lying if you said you weren't a little dazed as he pulled away from the kiss, blue eyes shining with amusement as he smiled. Like really smiled, you noted. 

"Yeah, that's the peach I was tasting." He finally said, taking another bite of the dessert, "fire, by the way."

"Awesome," you stumbled over the word, not entirely sure it was the correct one to encapsulate the moment. 

-

You knew Marcus was hovering over you without needing to turn around, but you did anyway, twisting away from the focaccia bread that you were kneading onto the sheet pan to look up at him. "What?" You asked, unable to stop yourself from smiling when you caught the amused look on his face, "what?"

"You're doing family?" 

"Yeah, why...you have a problem with that?" You asked, trying to sound confident. 

"No...this looks good," Marcus replied, checking on the focaccia once more before stepping away from you. "What're you making?"

"Chicken parm sandwiches?" You replied, more as a question than a statement. As you slid the pan into the oven Marcus took a once over of the other ingredients on the counter. 

"You making your own mozzarella too?" He asked, sounding impressed that you were going to tackle something that complicated. 

"I am," you said, pulling a 'can you believe it' face, "Carmy showed me how to a couple weeks ago-"

"Carmy showed you how to?" He replied, the tone of the question teasing. 

"Don't you have like...something to do?" You asked, looking back at his station. 

You might've spent most of your shift in the back office but you knew that everyone in the kitchen was talking. It started with Richie, way before you and Carmy had kissed. He'd come into the office when you and Carmy were sitting in there and however you both were acting Richie had interpreted it as flirting (which was impressive considering how awkward you and Carmy flirting was). Richie being Richie, spread the news to Tina and Ebra and Sweeps, then Marcus heard about it and Sydney. Even Fak got filled in on the apparent 'romance' that was happening. You suffered through embarrassing comments every time you were remotely close to Carmy in the kitchen until finally everyone pretty much got used to the fact that you were pinning and probably never going to make a move. 

Or at least, you hadn't expected to ever make a move. He just looked so good sitting there on your couch and you'd been thinking about him for a long time and you were positive (at least 99% so) that recently he'd been thinking about you the same way. It was a long shot probably, cause Carmy was almost impossible to read unless he was yelling about food, but it worked out. 

"Are you doing family?" Syd asked. She was doing checks, purposely saving Marcus for last so she could see what you were up to. She'd seen you come out of the office with Carmy and go over to the family shelf, surprised since you never seemed eager to be anywhere near the kitchen during work hours. (Syd had come back for her headphones once and seen you and Carmy in the kitchen together, generally being cute...which she pointed out to you later on). 

"Yeah?" You felt even more unsure of yourself when she asked than you had when Marcus had asked before. 

She nodded, looking over the ingredients you had out. "Dope."

"Thanks," you laughed. 

You weren't surprised, considering how hectic you knew the kitchen could get, that you didn't actually see Carmy again (aside from glimpses as he moved back and forth from the kitchen to the counter and back) until family. And technically, once you'd plated family and called everyone out to eat, he was nowhere to be found. Richie told you he was having a cigarette around a mouthful of chicken parm sandwich so you plated some for him and carried it outside into the back alley. 

Carmy was sitting against the back wall, a plastic container of water in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He had his head tilted back and his eyes closed like he was maybe trying to catch a few seconds of rest before dinner rush. 

"Hey," you tapped his shoulder and Carmy started, opening his eyes and looking up at you. 

"Hey," he replied, laying down his container of water and taking the plate from you. He balanced it on his knees and picked up the sandwich to look it over. "What've we got?"

"Chicken parm sandwich on pistachio focaccia bread." You replied, "Richie said I was 'going all out'."

Carmy took a bite and you watched as his face change from neutral to slightly pleased. The look you knew meant that he liked something. "This is good, this is really good." He replied earnestly, taking another bite. "Did you make the mozzarella?"

"Does it taste bad?"

"No," he shook his head, looking away from the sandwich and up to you, "you could've kneaded it one more time, it's a little soft."

"I wasn't sure," you admitted, "you'll have to make me mozzarella and tomatoes again and show me how to make it." 

He'd shown you last week, when you were at his apartment for a change. He was in the middle of making dinner when he realized he didn't have mozzarella so he decided to make it, as if it was the most normal thing in the world to do. Or at least the most normal thing in Carmy's. 

"You heading back inside?" He asked as you reached for the door handle. 

"Back to the office, where I belong." You replied. 

He waved you back over, tilting his head back to look up at you when you were standing in front of him again. You took the silent invitation and leaned down to kiss him. "I won't taste like peaches this time." 

"It's not a stipulation," he joked and you smiled into the kiss. 

Eventually, sooner rather than later, you knew everyone in the kitchen would find out that you were dating. Probably everyone outside of the kitchen too, once Fak knew that you were together it was only a matter of time before everyone Carmy had ever met found out that he had someone in his life. 

"Okay," you sighed, reluctant to pull away but knowing there was a stack of invoices you needed to look through, "eat your too shitty sandwich and get back to work chef."

"You bossing me around now?" He laughed, stubbing out his cigarette and following you back through the door into the kitchen. 

Everyone else had finished eating and were back to their stations. Tina looked over first when the two of you came in and you smiled, "Carmy said it was awful and I'm never allowed in the kitchen again."

"I didn't say it was awful-"

"The mozz was a little soft but the focaccia was insane," Syd pipped up in your defense.

"I didn't say it was awful," Carmy repeated, nudging you with his elbow when you smiled at him.

"He didn't say it was awful," you admitted, "he did say the mozzarella was soft." 

"Why you being a fucking hardass about some cheese?" Richie called from the counter, coming over and throwing an arm over your shoulders, "I'm fucking shocked as it is you got this one to go out with you, now you're gonna be insulting?"

Carmy flushed red, whether because of Richie or because of the whistle Sweeps gave at the previously unconfirmed news that the two of you might be something, "can we get back to work chefs?" He finally said, moving away from you and over to one of the stations, grabbing his knife to start prep. 

"Guess that's my cue to get back to the office," you joked, slipping out from Richie's arm.

[sugalovessugar]

My favorite outfits in EEnE (from seasons 5-6)!

Hi y'all! I'm pretty sure we all know by now that Ed Edd n Eddy is goated, but I haven't seen a lot of people talk about the fashion. And yeah, they don't change outfits that much in seasons 1-4 (unless it's for comedic effect or something). However, the last two seasons give the characters more room to switch up their styles (because of the changes in the months, weather, etc.). I think the show really uses this to their advantage as there're a lot of interesting fits!

I've organized this post into two categories: Number one is outfits I just really enjoyed, number two is outfits that I feel showcase the characters well as a whole (aka every outfit from May I Have This Ed).

Am I most likely overanalyzing this show? Yes. But do I enjoy overanalyzing things? Also yes. Now sit back, relax, and put on your reading glasses, because this will get long!

Category 1: The Charming

So the first outfit I'll be talking about is Nazz's pjs from Boom Boom Out Goes the Ed! I think this fit is really adorable (so is her bathroom, which kind of gives off Hannah Montana vibes to me)! Nazz has always been known as the "feminine" one in the show, but I feel like in season five they emphasized that aspect of her to a greater extent (with her going from wearing men's underwear and not being afraid of getting a little dirty to wearing panties and caring about her appearance more). I actually like this direction they took because they managed to make her cute without turning her into a dumb blonde/flanderizing her character. She's still pretty much herself, which is something I appreciate :)

P.S. How was she so comfortable going outside in only her underwear??? Not only are all the cul de sac boys down bad for her but this episode also takes place in, like, September! Poor girl must be freezing lol

Ok, the next fit is this one from Sarah while she's working at Jimmy's play salon in Cleanliness is Next to Edliness. Now realistically, this outfit would probably be a chop, but Sarah is just a kid who dressed herself up in something she deemed as pretty. That's why it works very well for this particular scene. Plus, she looks like she stepped straight out of the 80s, which I find endearing. Perhaps she took them from her mom's closet (that would also explain why the clothes look a few sizes too big)? Also, the fork in her hair!?!? What an iconic fashion moment. I'm a sucker for whenever the characters use the most random objects as makeshift hair accessories (I've noticed the Kankers do this a lot, but I'll get to them later).

Next is Nazz's back to school outfit in Out with the Old, In with the Ed! This is literally just her normal fit with a jacket and a hairbow, but I still think it's great. I wish they would have kept her bow for the entire season and not just one episode.

Next is Ed's newsboy fit from Truth of Ed. This is one of the only times we get to see him without his jacket!!! I think he looks adorable (as usual). Again, it’s technically just a variation of his regular outfit, yet I think it works well for him! Ed isn’t they type of character who needs to change his entire outfit to establish a new look, and I appreciate how they showcased that in this design (because it’s so iconic to me)!

Now we have Double Dee's school nurse assistant outfit from This Won't Hurt an Ed. I think this outfit is great and idk how hot of a take this is, but I’d go as far as to say that it’s better than his original fit. Dee's regular outfit is so atrocious to me! Whoooo thought it would be a good idea to give this boy an orange shirt, purple shorts, and red leggings??? That sounds horrible and it looks even worse (I'm probably doing too much, but again, we're here to overanalyze stuff so it's ok lol). With this outfit, the color scheme looks wayyy more coherent. His shirt and leggings stand out more against each other. His leggings match the little cross on his hat. His tie and his gloves also kind of match. There's just so much to love about this outfit!

Next is Eddy's Arbor Day party fit from 'Tween a Rock and an Ed Place. This has to be my favorite outfit in the entire series!!! The slicked back hair. The polka dot shirt. The drawn on chest hairs. The dollar sign belt. All the miscellaneous accessories. It's all perfect for him (loud and fun and obnoxious but in the best way possible)! Eddy may be a tiny menace, but you've gotta admit, he has incredible fashion sense.

Now the next three outfits are from the infamous episode Smile For the Ed!

Lee’s fit is very interesting to me. Just like with Sarah’s outfit I talked about earlier, if I saw this at the Met Gala or something, I would say “That’s a CHOP,” but it works for Lee. Despite Lee being the most butch out of her and her sisters, I feel like she’s also the most glamorous and we can definitely see that here with how loud and bold her fit is. Also, again with the random objects as hair accessories! The wrench looks so great on her and kind of adds to the whole “trailer trash” vibe that the Kankers give off.

Nazz’s outfit is lovely as usual! I absolutely adore the sweater (which I’m assuming is some kind of fur material based on the way it’s outlined) over the dress. Plus the matching hat is just too cute! And so is her smile. It just amazes me how much she was able to serve with such minimal effort; unlike someone else…

…Which leads me to Eddy. We all know what happens in this episode, and it’s so depressing considering he was so prepared. His smile wasn’t the only thing he cared about so much, but also his choice in clothing. We’ve already established how fashionable Eddy is, but his outfits are usually more flamboyant compared to this one, which gives off more “mama’s boy” energy. It makes me wonder if he would’ve chosen something more flashy to wear if he wasn’t trying to impress his mom. I also like how Eddy’s red pants match the red in the pin and the flag he pulls out in this scene. Since there isn’t any red in his actual fit, it’s a small detail that I really enjoy.

Category 2: The Character Significant (aka a May I Have This Ed analysis)

Welcome to the second category! Ever since I first watched May I Have This Ed, it’s been one of my favorite episodes for many reasons: The plot, the humor, and, you guessed it, the wardrobe. Although this is one of the final episodes, it’s still one of the most beginner friendly to me. You can tell what type of person each character is just by their dance outfits alone. Let me explain it like I'm watching MIHTE for the first time:

By Jonny's outfit (which is just his regular one plus a vest and a necklace), I can tell that he's kind of a hippie (and by Plank's super cool tie, I can see that he's the best character in the series /j).

Sarah's big frilly dress tells me that she acts cute but is kind of spoiled. Jimmy's fit conveys that he's fashionable but also childish (with the teddy bear chain and heart shaped sunglasses).

The massive sea creature that Rolf is wearing gives me the impression that he's literally a fish out of water (a very confident one at that), while Kevin's Peach Creek outfit kinda makes him look like he's peaking in middle school and cares a lot about his image as a jock.

Nazz's fit tells me she's supposed to be "the pretty one," and that she's there to genuinely have a good time.

The Kankers' looks are probably my favorites from this episode! I love how they all have uniting elements (again with the objects in their hair). It's a tiny detail, but it really shows their background. While Sarah most likely put that fork in her hair because she was just playing dress up, the Kankers are genuinely trying to look nice. Maybe they didn't have the money or the time to go out and buy nice accessories for their school dance, so they're just working with what they have. Even if it isn't that deep, they still look so silly and cute (which is right up this show's alley).

Their outfits also look really good while showcasing their individual styles! Lee's is cool and chic as usual. Marie looks like she got her fit straight out of Hot Topic. May's looks the most adorable to me, and I wish we got to see more shots of it. I'm in love with that extension cord in her hair!

And lastly, we have the Ed boys! Like with the Kankers, I like how their outfits have some unifying traits, mainly that fake facial hair (which I just know was Eddy's idea).

And once again, we can see a lot about them individually. Ed's mismatched boots and the way he's sagging lets me know he's messy but he's also there to have the time of his life. Double Dee's outfit is as tidy as he is, and low key looks old school (from the 70s-80s), which I really like! Of course, Eddy's fit is bold and loud as always. His look shares many similarities with his Arbor Day one. I still think the latter is more memorable, but this outfit conveys everything it needs to about his character so I don't mind.

Also, a small thing I noticed is that once Eddy's beard comes of while he's hiding in the punch, he doesn't put it back on for the rest of the episode. And then, Dee takes his mustache off shortly after (because he never wanted to go to the dance anyway). This was probably meant to be an obvious detail (or idk), but I like that in this scene, you can pinpoint the exact moment when the party goes to crap. It also shows that these boys aren't as mature as they think

(Also also, can we talk about how adorable Eddy looks in the punch bowl (but in the ugliest way possible)? He looks like a fetus lol)

Then, the dance ends in the worst way possible (and Ed still has his fake facial hair, because after all, nothing bad happened to him). Even though it was a very ghetto experience for everyone who attended, at least they looked stylish while doing it!

Ok, one more small observation and then I'll be done: Shoutout to the mannequin lady from earlier in the episode. I'm not the first one to point this out (credits to a YT account who pointed this out in the comment section of this video), but her fishing lure earrings are such a nice touch! It's like she's luring Double Dee in with her charm. ;)

So in conclusion, EEnE can actually be very stylish when it needs to be, and season 5 deserves more appreciation.

[neonhippiegames]

For the question of what type of MC we would want to play as, I always end up choosing according to the vibes of the story itself! The backstory, the plotline, the world, whatever I feel fits with the experience I want to have and the character that I made

Which ends up making it so that I have a LOT of different personalities I play as but if I have to say on a general term which ones I usually find interesting, my favorites will ALWAYS be the gaps

The poker faced, serious looking and intimidating that is kind, sweet and empathetic

And

The sweet, friendly and kind that has inner hatred and resentment and is absolutelly capable of being atrocious

Of course I also have the honorary mention of the flirtatious, charming and charismatic for a bigger, manipulative purpose. I think a lot of people enjoy playing as that one lol

But honestly in the end, whatever personality YOU as the author deem to it the storyline, that YOU want to write and would find fun to do so, should also take priority! :D

(furiously scribbling notes) THANK YOU GUYS! I'm happy to report most of these vibes are planned to be accounted for already so I'm on the right path ^^

[tinietaehyun]

Oh, Lover Boy.

[Bf!Hueningkai x Reader] [Post-College!AU] [One-shot]

Pairing: Bf!Hueningkai x Reader

Genres: Post-College!AU, romance, fluff, slice of life, just a feel good and cute fic!

Contains: Profanity, suggestive dialogue/themes.

Link: MASTERLIST

Note: Recommended to listen to “Invitation” by JUNNY (Feat. Gaeko), to really get into the vibe! Something short and sugary sweet, in comparison to my usual longer one-shots.

Summary: With your hellish final year college exams over with; both you and your boyfriend needed time to catch up and unwind from the stresses of life during your break together. What better way to start things off than staying at home, cuddling together whilst binge-watching your favourite show, or- well trying to binge-watch it. It’s not your fault you couldn’t resist his puppy-eyed gaze and sweet kisses!

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You squeal in utter joy watching the main couple on screen finally kiss (that so very passionately, you may add!) in your new favourite show. You’d been waiting for this; it’s been half a season already! “Finally,” you grin almost feeling your cheeks hurt and your heart flutter from the way the couple on screen hold each other.

“What? They finally kissed, hm?” A very familiar voice calls out from the kitchen. You yelp, “Yeah, you missed it. I’ve been waiting ages; genuinely, I was beginning to get worried they’d never get together!” You hear your boyfriend chuckle amongst the clatter of kitchen utensils. The aroma of the food he’s making wafts into your nostrils; incredible!

You call out with a smirk, “Wow, you’re not burning something for once,” a chuckle escapes your lips as he scoffs loudly. “I’m not that bad at cooking you know. I can hold my own.” Rolling your eyes, you hum in reminiscence, “Remember that one time, two months ago when we stayed at-“

“Shut it, y/n. Don’t be mean,” he whines making you cackle atrociously. It wasn’t your fault, that Huening Kai wasn’t exactly a great cook. Making anything above cup noodles, ramen and coffee was entering dangerous territory in relation to Huening Kai. That was why you mostly supervised him in the kitchen but today he was adamant that you let him in the kitchen to cook himself. You wonder how he survived during your college days - then again his roommates: Taehyun and Yeonjun probably saved his ass from starving or living off takeout.

You snort and he scoffs once more, “I know you’re laughing at me.” Humming playfully, you respond, “How’d you guess?” You can almost hear him roll his eyes, “From the gargantuan snort you let out, you pig.” You gawk at his insult, “Is that how you insult the love of your life?”

“You’re insulting my cooking skills!” He calls out in a playfully offended tone.

At this point the rest of the episode you were watching becomes background noise. You coo, “Oh come on baby, I didn’t mean it. I was just joking around.” Kai snorts in response and replies, “Sure, yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, love.”

A giggle escapes your lips; you were cheesing hard. You loved pestering and annoying him; his reactions were always so adorable and endearing! You made sure to never cross the line though; you’d never dream of hurting Huening Kai ever. This man only ever deserved the absolute best.

His personality was sweet, soft even. Almost akin to a clingy puppy at times. He could keep up with your teasing, even teasing you back creating for humorous banter and bickering between the two of you. Not to mention, his insanely good music skills, you were lucky to have him. You remember how he often serenaded you to sleep, or wrote songs for your birthdays and especially last year; he produced a song dedicated to you for your third anniversary together. You knew he had a tender heart, a soft spot for animals, for you. A pure soul, one that enjoyed every moment of life.

“Kai, you almost done?” You call out. “Yeah, give me a sec. Just got to turn off the cooker and clean the counters a little,” he hums back. You twist yourself back around to face the screen and realise you’d missed quite a few minutes when you suddenly see the main female lead crying her eyes out? Damn, what the hell happened? Wasn’t she just with her man, making out a few minutes ago? You shrug to yourself; oh well.

Your eyes dart around the room as your hand finds the remote reversing the episode back to the point you’d left it. It was a relaxing atmosphere with the way the sunset light shone through the curtains in a golden hue giving the room an ethereal and warm glow. A haphazard pale blue blanket was thrown across one of the cushioned chairs to the right of you; the one you had used to cuddle with Kai yesterday. The view outside the main window encompassed dreary cityscape with vehicles passing by and regular pedestrians wearing their summer clothes; majority of them getting back from the beach. You could imagine the light breeze and warm air outside of the fading summer days.

You enjoyed tender and tranquil moments such as these. You and Huening Kai, had finished college a month back right after your hellish final exams. You shudder thinking back to that period of time; so utterly stressful and you barely had time to see each other. It was awful. Luckily, your daily messages, video calls and phone calls kept you going as you both cracked down to study hard. Fortunately, for you both, it seems your persistence and resilience had paid off! You both felt that your results were gonna be pretty good (well you were both trying to manipulate yourselves into a state of positive thinking, at least).

Your eyes gaze over to the potted plant on the window sill pitifully wilting and you can’t help but sigh with a smile, “Oh Kai..” He loved to try new things; often getting carried away with just how much he thinks he can handle. You tended to overwork yourself to the brink of exhaustion; something that Kai had managed to help you control. You helped him with his nervousness and efficiency whilst working. You both balanced each other out; what one doesn’t have, the other has. You were each other’s bases, each other’s home.

Often, you reminisce on how this all started. You still remember the slightly anxious and quiet boy who would be in your lecture hall two rows above you. He was attentive but with the way his eyes constantly met yours; the shared glances and smiles that made your heart flutter; you knew you both had a connection. His method of wooing you also made you laugh; it was endearing to say the least.

The way he would always lose his pens and come to you, to ‘borrow a pen,’ and then give it back only to ask for it again the next lecture you had. You had managed to catch on rather quickly what his tactic was; you still remember how flustered his cute and handsome face was! Then, it was followed by you asking him to work with you on an assigned project and the rest was history.

You finally asked him out during one of your study dates and from then on, you had been inseparable throughout the last two years of your degree. From all that educational stress; you both wished to unwind, relax and make up for lost time that you could have spent together; and this summer was perfect time to do it!

Your reverie is broken as you feel an arm wrap around your shoulders and a warm body press into the side of yours. You adjust yourself against him as you lean your head back on his shoulder with a soft smile. Kai murmurs; his voice low yet comforting, “What are you thinking about?” You hum peering at him to the side, “You.”

His eyes widen ever so slightly with a twinkle and his cheeks blossom into a faint reddish hue. “Me?” He questions bashfully, “What about me?” You coo running your hand through his dark brown locks, “Everything about you, love.” Kai clears his throat as he wraps his arms around your waist snuggling into you, “Yeah?” You hum, “Mhm.”

His body heat seeps through your clothes and you relax as the smell of his cologne invades your senses; you loved it - a subtle and sweet tangerine scent. It comforted you. It was on practically all his clothes; even the hoodie you had on right now (technically it wasn’t yours - not that he minded you wearing it, of course!)

Suddenly, he tightens his arms around your waist and hoists you onto his lap. A warmth spreads through your cheeks at the sudden motion. He always did this; yet it got you flustered every damn time!

“What episode is this?” He hum twisting his face back towards the screen. Composing yourself, you reply, “Episode ten, I practically missed half of it though. Still am, now that you’re here.”

His eyes glimmer playfully, “Why? Am I distraction?” You pout, “Yes, you are, Kai. You know that.”

Kai leans in close to your face with a playful smile, “You love it really.” You hum, “Do I?” His nose rubs against yours in a flurry; something you adored about Kai. He’d give these to you often or rub your tummy in the most random moments. He was such a tender and loving soul. Kai places a delicate kiss atop your nose point making your heart soar. You admit defeat, “I do.”

A laugh escapes his lips, “Of course you do.” His eyes flit down to your lips; his pupils dilate ever so slightly. A sly smile graces your face as you lean forward and trail your fingers down his cheek; he noticeably shivers. With that, he presses his lips against yours softly and passionately. Once again, the show continues to run on. At this point you think, you’ll never be able to get past episode ten!

Kai’s lips move with yours softly, slowly; your lips connected in an affectionate and gentle manner. You cup his cheek caressing your thumb against his cheek bone as his fingers slips under the hem of the hoodie to feel your warm, supple skin underneath. His fingers make your body tingle with delight as they draw slow circles against your hips and waist. The moment is raw, tender and passionate. Slow, almost ever so sloppy kisses with him were what you considered the peak of comfort. A way to de-stress and forget about the world around you. It was just you two.

You both part for air, both breathing shakily. You knew if you continued this; you’d never finish the episode, rather you’d end up in another room entirely - the bedroom. His lips trails down your neck as he nips and leaves sweet, seductive kisses along the curve. You whine breathlessly, “Kai, the s-show. This is going to be the third time I rewind it to catch up.” He suckles on your neck gently making you groan. Your fingers entangle into his silky hair. Kai muffles against your neck, “Forget the show.”

“We always do this,” you whine with a chuckle as he separates from your neck and peer at you with the most adorable puppy-dog eyes. You shake your head, “Nope, I’m determined to finish this episode at least. One episode.” You place a kiss onto his forehead as consolation upon seeing the pout on his rosy lips. “Why, you don’t wanna reward your handsome boyfriend for all his hard work cooking today?” You huff, “Of course I do. But I wanna watch this with you! To cuddle with you.”

Recently, Huening Kai had gotten an internship at a producing company and so you couldn’t as spend as much time out as you’d have liked. Though, you were incredibly happy for him! Kai was phenomenally talented in regard to music; everything from producing, songwriting and playing various instruments from which you could see with the guitar case that leant against the wall beside his keyboard.

“Oh? My sweetheart wants to cuddle, then cuddle, we shall.” You release giggle placing your hands over his forearms as he wraps his arms around you tightly once more. He nuzzles into your neck with a playful smirk, “We always have tonight after all, to do what we both really want.” Your eyes widen as you become flustered by his cheeky remark giving him a playful smack, “Kai!”

He shrugs innocently peering up at you, “What? It’s the truth, no? You weren’t complaining yesterday?” You whine crashing your head into his shoulder in embarrassment; a burst of desire courses through you. “Okay, okay, I get it, love,” you huff out making him cackle.

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered. It’s my only defence against your teasing, honestly,” he grins. You peer up with a mischievous glare, “Just you wait…” Kai bites his lower lip in anticipation, “Oh believe me, I will…” You peer over our shoulder seeing the credits of the episode and you groan, “Oh for fuck’s sake.”

Kai bursts out laughing at your frustrated expression, “Oh too bad.” You pout, “We were supposed to watch it together, this episode is apparently really good.” He hums, “According to who?” You huff, “According to Twitter, my friends.” Kai shakes his head, “Ah yes, very reliable and unbiased sources.” You scoff, “Oh shut it, you like this show too. I’ve seen the way you peek over whenever you pretend you’re working.”

Kai feigns offence, “Pretend I’m working? Excuse me?” You hum, “I’ve seen you flip through the same music sheet four times every time you look up at the screen whenever I watch a drama.” A slightly embarrassed expression coats his features and he scoffs back, “I just get easily distracted, is all.” You laugh running your fingers through his hair on the back of his head. He closes his eyes in repose and contentment. Kai always liked you playing with his hair; as you liked it when he played with yours.

Kai requests adorably, “Can we switch? I wanna lie my head on your lap?” You have to stop your heart bursting from your rib cage. “Of course, love,” you speak softly as you get up and he stands with a dazed smile on his face. Your heart twists and churns; he looked at you with so much love and adoration. God, you loved him so much. You wouldn’t know what to do without him, really.

Kai lies his head down onto your lap and you caress his forehead; his honey-toned skin glows under the hue of the sunset. Your fingers make their way through his hair and he nestles into your lap comfortably with his eyes closing. He murmurs, “I love moments like this…” You hum, “Me too, love.” A smile appears on his face; almost goofy. It makes you giggle in response.

He takes your other hand intertwining his fingers with yours giving it a squeeze. Kai softly speaks, “Love you, sweetheart.” Genuinely smiling down at him, you reply, “Love you too, Kai.” He nuzzles into your stomach making you laugh; he knew you were ticklish. Huening Kai was perfect in every aspect, you could ask for no one better.

“You’re perfect,” he suddenly utters opening his eyes. Your heart jumps and twists in joy, “I could say the same, love.” A blush paints his cheeks faintly. Kai questions, “What about episode ten?” You snort, “We’ll watch it another time.” He pouts, “Sorry…” You chuckle, “Don’t worry about it, I prefer time with you anyway.”

“How about we watch something else?” He suggests. You shrug with a smile, “If you want?” Kai ponders in thought before speaking, “How about we watch that thriller drama, you told me a few weeks ago? Have you started?” You nod, “I watched half of episode one, but had to leave it be due to work. Totally forgot about it. It had such a cool concept!” He grins, “Let’s get to it then,” as he grunts reaching over to grab the remote from the coffee table.

He begins scrolling through the available dramas and you point to it and it begins playing. You both contently focus on the drama for once and are immersed into the plot; as you both discuss the various aspects of the first episode, then the second and then the third. “Fucking hell, this is good,” he gets up from your lap stretching. You nod excitedly, “So good, the actors did such a good job.”

Kai grins, “Your ass would be dead in a heartbeat, if you were in a situation with a killer like that.” You deadpan, “Look who’s talking.” Your stomach rumbles and you huff, “Hungry.” He nods with a teasing smile, “Thought so, come on. We’ll get back to the show afterwards.”

As you both enter the kitchen; the scene becomes wholesomely domestic. You grab some plates as he checks on the food. You peek over his shoulder, “Holy shit, that curry looks amazing.” Kai looks smug at your praise, “Saw this Thai curry recipe on Insta, and just had to try it. It was super simple too.” You hum as you begin serving the curry with rice onto the plates, “Damn, seems you aren’t too bad of a cook, after all.”

Kai wraps his arms around your waist from behind leaning his head atop your right shoulder, “Mm, see? Your boyfriend is somewhat skilled in the kitchen. He can sorta cook, he can sing, play the guitar and piano…hm, the list goes on and on…” Rolling your eyes with a smile, you hum, “Wow, real humble aren’t you?” Kai snorts nuzzling into your neck littering one or two kisses, “What can I say? I’m nothing short of modest.”

“Mhm,” you nod sarcastically as you pick up the steaming plates full of deliciously tempting food. “Let’s get eating, I’m starving!” He says excitedly as you both sit down at the small dining table and tuck in immediately. As expected, it tasted even better than how it looked. You were proud of your boyfriend; he’d made such an excellent meal!

You muffle contently, “So, so good!” He chuckles wiping some curry off the side of your lips, “I can see that.” A smug expression coats his features, “Praise me more.”

You munch on the food; deciding to feed his ego for once to which he responds delightfully to. Afterwards, you both work to clean up. “You did so good. You’ve gotta definitely make that again,” you smile. His eyes glitter, “I’m glad you liked it. I’m super happy.” You smile genuinely at him, “Good job.”

“I’m gonna change into my pyjamas, yeah? Get comfy. What about you?” You ask peering over your shoulder. He nods, “Sure. I’ll do the same. We can continue the drama afterwards.” With that, you both change into some comfortable pyjamas with some bickering and teasing and find yourselves back on the sofa in front of the TV screen wrapped in each other arms, cuddling.

Episode four, episode five pass. You find him immersed into the show and you smile mischievous beginning to roam your hand under his shirt, up along his abdominals. Kai stiffens snapping his head to face you with a sly gaze, “What are you doing?” You hum playfully, “I don’t know, you tell me, love?” His face flushes at your seductive tone. He pouts, “Is this revenge for what I did earlier?” You nuzzle your head into his neck beginning to litter kisses; he shivers making you smile.

“Perhaps it is, love,” you breathlessly murmur against his skin. “Anyway, didn’t you say you were looking forward to tonight?” You inquire coyly. He whines, “You’re so mean. Petty even.” You murmur, “Hypocrite.” His hand trails under your pyjama shirt, “But you’re too difficult to resist…” His eyes meet yours and your lips soon follow melting into each other passionately; a hint of roughness this time.

With you pushing him down onto the sofa; it was clear; episode five was where you’d stop for tonight. His eyes peer up at you with so much love, affection and adoration. You lean down towards his lips with a soft smile, “I love you.”

Kai whispers blissfully looking into your eyes, “Love you too, sweetheart.” Oh, no one could compare to him. Your heart belonged to him and him alone.

It always will. Your sweet, lover boy.

[hinamie]

some notes/hcs from th jjk band!au ! read at your leisure i have written a novel 🫠

tl;dr guitarist brothers suku/ita bassist megu drummer nobara band name BL4CK FL4SH

i imagine them slightly aged up in this au, i'm thinking yuuji n them are around 17 and sukuna is 2 years older ( i would make the age gap wider to account for canon but i feel like any older and sukuna wouldn't be caught dead playing in his little brother's band)

it /is/ technically yuuji's band, he /was/ the one who started it even though sukuna would argue that he's the one funding the whole thing and nobara would argue that she's the one organizing and promoting every one of their gigs and megumi would argue that he constantly loses sleep writing mixing and producing their songs,, they all love yuuji tho so they go along and let him put his name on it

don't think too hard about how sukuna, 19, makes enough to fund a band . wholesome legal stuff, promise

yuuji's current guitar is a hand me down from sukuna after he had saved up enough to splurge on the double necked monstrosity he has currently. because they were strapped for cash growing up, for years yuuji played on a beginner kid's size electric guitar that sukuna (serial music snob) couldn't stand the sound of and may or may not have violently smashed before tsundere-ly shoving his old guitar into yuuji's hands.

that being the case, sukuna thinks what yuuji has done to his old guitar is atrocious bc he's the type to take /meticulous/ care of his instruments. we're talking regular tune ups, wax, mods, the works. man carries spare strings and a microfibre cloth on him at all times just in case and Will Not let yuuji near his gear because yuuji is a hurricane of a boy and has dropped and broken his equipment more times than any of them care to count . they do however make a game out of placing bets as to what he'll knock over during practice

yuuji usually does lead vocals because his energy is quite frankly contagious and he's a natural at working a crowd . Sukuna sings backup vocal but there are a handful of songs where they switch and he sings lead and those songs are . hm . a very different vibe ! and some of their most successful releases much to his brother's chagrin

megumi had always noticed and admired sukuna's voice and thought it would be a waste not to give him a lead vocal part so he was originally the one to offer to collaborate with sukuna to write a few songs more tailored to his style ,, yuuji felt a bit snuffed but couldn't deny that megumi had a point so he agreed to take a back seat

once sukuna had gotten a taste for the spotlight and saw the stream count on the songs he led he and yuuji started bickering a lot more over who gets to take over lead vocals. they've tried duets before and it's simply out of the question so instead they fight over megumi to get him to write for one of them. it still usually ends up being yuuji which irks sukuna but he's placated by how explosive the reaction is when he /does/ get a song to himself

megumi can also sing !!! he's really good !!!!except he's shy and stubborn and won't do it in front of others. he once drunkenly admitted that he has a secret folder on his laptop full of audio files of himself singing unreleased songs and they (mostly nobara) haven't let him forget it and pester him relentlessly to let them listen. he will not because his songs are emo and sappy and pining and definitely not about yuuji

this is MY brainrot so this au is not immune to pining megumi x oblivious yuuji. one time yuuji kept inviting a girl he liked to their rehearsals and megumi's mood would get so sour that most days they had to call practice early and the ensuing show was one of their worst performances ever because their practices had been so unproductive. nobara is 95% sure she knows what was up but in the interest of keeping megumi in the band she kept her mouth shut ((she did admonish yuuji afterwards that no more outside spectators were allowed at practice no matter how hot he thinks they are))

in the days leading up to their first ever show yuuji was an anxious wreck to the point where the rest of them were legitimately concerned for his health but completely at a loss as to what they could do to help. megumi's love language is Not words of affirmation so instead he got yuuji a new set of audio cables accompanied by a note that read "good luck -M" to help ease his nerves. yuuji keeps the note taped to his guitar

megumi and nobara can both play piano and alternate covering the keyboard parts if a song requires it. (((megumi is a lot better at it which annoys nobara but she attributes the skill difference to his "freakishly long fingers and perfect pitch, which is basically cheating anyway")))

nobara gives the boys hell for making her play manager most of the time but she honestly thrives when a gig is coming up and she gets to order them around and use sukuna's credit card to book photoshoots and print promotional materials and buy them new outfits to match the concept

everyone but sukuna dreads the aforementioned shopping days. yuuji is a chronic protag who just wants to sing with his friends and megumi thinks coordinated outfits are frivolous and a waste of time . sukuna however /loves/ the visual aspect of performing because he's a dramatic bitch and wants to make sure they leave an impression. he and nobara are a force to be reckoned with and megumi and yuuji fight for their lives when they bust out the eyeliner

gojo is in this au because i guess he has to be smh i am never free -_- he was megumi's old music teacher and he runs the studio they rent out ("friends and family discount for my favourite student! aren't i kind, megumi-chan?") and they're pretty sure he's famous overseas or a retired star or something because whenever he comes to their shows there's a flood of paparazzi and tabloids that he miraculously manages to avoid??? they have no idea how he does it but they're happy to leech off the publicity