#godddd i love kei so much

[touchlikethesun]

okay i swear i'm not crazy (i might be for other reasons, not about this tho), but just watch this clip and then hear me out

like, maybe it's just me, but this is so obviously tsukki trying his best to help them. like, he takes in the situation (even after however many days kags and hinata are so far away from where they need to be), he blinks. once, and then twice, and then he sighs to himself, resigning to try and help these idiots. but what's going to help them now? when it's so close to the day of their retake? he can't really do much to actually help with their study methods, it's far too late, but what he can do is reignite their motivation, by making them angry and making them want to prove tsukki wrong

he didn't insult them (just) to be a dick. no, he purposefully was trying to rile them up so that they weren't resigned or depressed going into the retake, and he even tried to give them advice (telling kags that all the answers are in the text already so he just needs to reread it if he doesn't know the answer, and telling hinata that english is just memorisation, so focus on that and don't get lost in the details), even if he doesn't give it outright. besides, i think we all know, if tsukishima gave kageyama and hinata straightforward advice they probably wouldn't follow it.

but he wanted to help them. he wanted to help them succeed. because even though they're idiots and even tho (he says) they annoy him, they are actually his friends.

and yamaguchi gets it, yamaguchi understands what he's trying to do, even if everyone else carries on thinking tsukki's just being a jerk again.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

being alive at the time i gleaned some general elements abt encanto but never actually heard we don't talk about bruno beyond awareness it existed popping off & i think i heard like the title recited off key off rhythm but in a way that indicates speak singing nonetheless lol so upon experiencing it it's like oh but it's the Verses? while the last refrain goes harder but prior to that it's comparatively underwhelming to said verses which feels appropriate like verses / pieces of a larger picture & that a "we don't talk about him" as a disappointing Lid on infinitely richer more characterful & dynamic "but: talking about him" instances. like well personally it'd be like um seven foot frame....anyway besides being able to firsthand go like oh damn Real (the kind of thing you know exists if alive at the time) it's like alright hang on lol. one thing when a core theme is yeah like "is it a refuge if 'especial' vulnerability ultimately gets pushed out rather than made safer" subset like the parties whose even observation of truths (problems) & drawing attention to them is seen as Ruining Things, like if you're painted as Making futures that aren't simply what's desired or reassuring rather than a guidance via just observing & sharing the truth. but then it's like whaddaya mean living in fear of bruno stuttering and stumbling you could always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling lmao like now that's just Association between the Truth Perceiving & Telling behavior & behavior that's just apparently distinctive of the same person. & like Not Accidentally when [what if people were magic] specifics are obviously primarily abt a metaphorical meaning & like, indeed it was made clear like oh this situation isn't Just b/c [boo we hate your prophecies] & that [an Ability that isn't directed towards what anyone Wants / is "weird" even by these magic standards] isn't Coincidentally given to someone who just so happens to already be "weird" in other ways & be set up to have a different perspective & be pushed away due to having the supposed "extra" vulnerability of unmet needs / insufficient support, same as someone who doesn't "correctly" have any kind of magic ability....like yeah banger and also like Oh Yeah Kind Of Devastating re: that metaphorical resonance allowing for like [set the metaphor aside] now hang on with this about this disabled family member lol. misinterpretation to The Ruinerrr / The Problemmm / The Maliciousss etc (i.e. the scapegoatinggg) despite their efforts likely entirely to the contrary. then despite like, efforts aside, Just Existing, always kind of muttering & mumbling like & what of it. & then like oh sorry weird pets. weird [auspicious for adaptable tenacious thriving surviving; either way simply creatures, existing] pets.

truly like As Is The Idea I'm Sure quickly becomes like hands behind back standing at the window Uh Oh Sisters musing on all the [disabled person] metaphorical & already literal elements there. blair witching it in contemplation like We've All Been There whether being so resented for the mere disruption of "existing in a group as the 'abnormal' odd one out" or like people talking shit abt anything associated w/you as soon as you've left the room, which is also made relevant like, this wasn't Only directed at this person when seemingly permanently gone, nor were they unaware / unaffected prior....pacing in the Musing parlor like things don't Have to be compared to billions but i only ever even see so many things & it's like billions sure is like "get scapegoated rword" & then said scapegoating is presented as only beneficial & we hate autists & even beyond that it's like, grabbing billions, Imagine If Things Meant To Be About Something Were About Something. quite a contrast when they are & furthermore like, deliberate thought & Care for [who gets scapegoated & why] & the truth of like, people getting pushed aside & out who have a key perspective & are primed / liable to come through for others similarly vulnerable & the supposedly Ruinous, Problems Generating disruptiveness is actually the strongest effort to make essential changes to a group. & come through with like, it'd be undermining thee point if it was "reassuring" us like oh haha people will be supportive b/c bruno will be more normal, so great that it Didn't like no, no Normality Reassurance(tm), presence of abnormalities(tm), Good, & everyone Can Deal b/c if you don't then it's pushing this person away, is exactly what happens, including even if they're still Around but are being mistreated b/c that is entirely part of that pushing away like anyone's victim blaming is ready to pounce at any time but if someone can't stand to stay / leaves b/c they can't see another option like that's not out of nowhere nor Regardless of what full support & flexibility they were getting lol. these Active Measures everyone loves so much, which are everywhere always & would include Staying & Trying To Make It Work & those efforts would be "disruptive" & resented & Bringing It On Oneself & etccc smh

that is to all say like. Woww when clearly basically the core thread was these beats of like, the crucial site of [thee scapegoated], & why that comes down on someone & how that plays out. endless ideas about how someone weird(tm) & disabled (&/or queer. but there's no Or here lol. & again like it's a Context like, to even be the one person without kids? likely not living up to "full" correct sexuality in that way alone; any oppression's logics of "inferiority" being logics of ableism, ready examples being that "inferior" race, gender, sexuality (& their experiences as people classed as inferior) all being pathologized as disordered) are seen & treated as someone Ruining Things & who cannot belong like whew. bracing. winding. which, i also recall like i was watching with headphones & during this one dialogue pause i was like "?? what's this Extra Sound i heard there" & had to go over it like twice before being hit upside the head like well it Was still the dialogue pause but it was also bruno Stuttering in a very quiet whisper for the duration of that pause before continuing like iiiiiiii x_x

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taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #5

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you wait by the door whilst tae goes to find jungkook and tell him u’ll be accompanying him home

that sounds weird.

ur just walking home with him

to get something

that’s it.

you tap your heel against the tiles impatiently as you wait for jungkook

once you see him approaching you, you’re already turning to open up the door

you walk out and feel his presence in your wake, confirmed when you hear the door shut behind you

you don’t look over your shoulder to see if he’s there cause you know he is

you can hear his footsteps

you thought you were going to outpace him but your feet in these heels are killing you

like seriously killing you

who told you to wear new heels to a fucking party DUMBASS

“are you in pain?” jungkook says from behind you

you turn and glance at jungkook, watching as he nods towards your wobbling legs

“what’s it to you?”

damnnn can u not be bitchy for once

he sighs quietly and shakes his head, clearly annoyed w your tone but not saying anything since you’re his senior. “are you really going to walk all the way to then walk back if your feet hurt that much?”

can he stop acting like he’s worried good Godddd

“and what do you expect me to do? fly to my destination?” you say, annoyed

you turn and keep walking, continuing to wobble in your shoes

there’s a loud sigh that reaches your ears before a big hand wraps around your bicep and tugs you back

you tumble from the sudden impact and almost curse but the words don’t make it out when he pushes you onto a nearby, short, stone mailbox

a soft yelp escapes your lips as your ass lands on the hard surface

you want to scold him but when you look down, jungkook is on one knee in front of you

HELLO?

what is he DOING

UR TOO YOUNG TO GET MARRIED

well not too young

BUT NOT READY?

your dumb thoughts get set aside when he gently holds your leg up by your calve, the other hand tugging off your shoe

his hand on your skin literally electrifies your entire fucking body

seeing him between your legs is also not fucking helping your case

you manage to squeak out, “what are you do–”

he cuts you off. “for the love of God, be quiet for once.”

a scowl forms on your face. “i’m your senior, show some respect,” you huff, watching as he gently shoves his sneaker onto your foot

“yeah, yeah,” he dismisses you quietly, doing the same to the other foot

what

is

happening

he raises to his feet and picks your heels up, holding them both in one hand by the ankle bands

“what about you?” you nod toward his sock-covered feet

“don’t worry about that.” he starts moving ahead, walking down the dark road and not waiting for you

in his black socks

on the cold concrete

jerk

ASSHOLE

but

a sweet asshole

an asshole with feelings

:(

you feel bad for being so rude to him

it was clearly just a joke when he said he didn’t like you

fragile ego much?

like what are you a MAN??? get your shit together!

you jog up to him, walking by his side

it’s quiet

the only sounds are your footsteps combined with his

you don’t say anything and neither does he

but he instinctively holds his arm out in front of you whenever you cross a road

he automatically closes the gap between you two whenever a stranger walks past

he wordlessly takes the side of the pavement thats closer to the road

who knew he was such?? a gentleman???

well… rumor says he fucks girls cause he loves fucking them… not because he’s collecting them like trophies

or is he just being nice hoping to get laid right now?

son of a bitch. he probably is.

wouldn’t you let him though? he’s pretty hot and rumors say he knows what he’s doing lol

NO!!! be normal. ur friend just asked you to go fetch something and you will

it’s just a 5 minute walk and it really did feel like the shortest walk ever because he stops at a certain building and pulls out his keys

you silently follow him into the lobby, up the stairs and then into his own apartment

you look around the living room and rub your own arms, watching as he sets your heels down on the accent table by his door

he tugs his coat off and walks further in, turning on the lights and taking his socks off right away

“you know,” you say as you scan his decor and furniture. “your place is a lot bigger than tae’s. why are you always there instead of here?”

he digs his hands into the cabinet in his living room before fishing out the medium sized speaker

then, he says, “because chances are, you’re there.”

😂😂😂😂

right

he’s funny you’ll give him that.

AAAAAAAAAA

WHAT IS HIS DEAL?

bro.

why would he even say that man…

“you literally never even talked to me when i was there.” your rebuttal makes him chuckle as he starts rummaging through his other drawers, seemingly looking for a bag that you can carry the speaker in

“so what? i can’t just appreciate that pretty face of yours?” he hums when he finally finds a bag and dumps the speaker inside

what the FUCK

can he just stop.

he’s so full of shit

you roll your eyes and say, “wrap it up, jungkook. you’d never look at me either.”

he walks up to you, bag in hand, shit-eating grin on his lips

“this is why i like you.” he hunches over and stuffs your heels into the bag too. he holds the bag out to you. “anyone else would’ve fallen for that but you see right through my bullshit.”

wow

ha

lol

alright

why are u suddenly

disappointed?

you squint your eyes at him. “and this is why i’ll never give younger guys a chance. so damn childish.” you snatch the bag out of his hands

he chuckles and peers at you through his brows. “you considered giving me a chance?”

your response is immediate. “it never even crossed my mind, be serious.”

why is your heart beating out of control though

if he keeps closing the distance between you he WILL hear YOUR HEART beating like crazy

she’s saying baby, saenggakaji ma….

he tilts his head back a bit, staring you down through hooded eyes

“that’s too bad.” he kisses his teeth with a loud smack. “cause i’ve been thinking about you lately.”

okay

alright

think about something dumb

like a spongebob episode

anything

to make sure he DOESNT know the effect he has on you

“that’s cute,” you start, “and what are you thinking about right now? what league of legends character to play with when i leave?”

but suddenly, he’s standing a bit

too

close?

like if you can smell his calvin klein cologne he’s definitely standing too close

he shrugs his shoulders. “what it would be like to kiss you.”

😀

WOOP WOOP THATS THE SOUND OF THE POLICE

he needs to be thrown in jail ASAP

like IMMEDIATELY.

girl don’t let it get to you. don’t let it get to YOU

it takes you a few moments of speechlessness until you finally decide to speak up.

“ugh,” you mumble as you turn around and open his door, ready to leave. “you’re such a fuckboy. yuck.”

everything happens all at once

jungkook’s chest pressed against your back

his hand pressed against the door and slamming it shut before you can even attempt to leave

you turn around and back up but only to be met with the door

holy shit

HOLY DHIT

hes standing so close

“what the hell?” you manage to ask without sounding *kinda* scared

“what do you know?” the playful tone in his voice is gone.

like … literally gone?

your breath hitches in your throat

ANSWER HIM!!!

“what?”

“what do you know? who told you?”

uhhh

FUCK

this must be why he doesnt want ppl knowing

he probably treats the word fuckboy like a slur and gets offended when its used on him

what a dumbass

you shrug your shoulders, hoping you appear casual. “no one told me, just look at you.”

“no, don’t gaslight me. who told you?”

you frown. you don’t like him pressing you like this.

“no one,” you repeat

he closes his eyes and it seriously looks like he’s trying to keep his temper in check

“y/n. who. told. you.”

well!

sorry tae! ur not about to throw eunbi under the bus.

she’s got all the juice!

you respond with, “taehyung.”

at that, he dryly chuckles and pushes himself off the door

“when?”

“like 2 weeks ago when yall were playing cod at his place.”

then he turns to look at you, a raise to his brow

oh no

why does it look like he just realized something

“so,” he begins as he walks closer to you again. “you sit next to me for the first time, talk to me, make flirty jokes, touch my shoulder, my hair….. after taehyung told you about me?”

silence

pure fucking silence

cause why did u literally just snitch on urself u dumb FUCK

“no i just,” you start but there’s nothing for you to say. you fucked up big time

his lips slowly curl into a smirk so sinister it makes your fucking knees buckle

“shh.” he shushes you, a chuckle leaving his as he shakes his head

“you’ve got it all wrong, jeon.”

your words mean nothing to him, not when his face is closing in on yours

oh

oh shit

fuck

is he really

is he really going to kiss you right now?

what the fuck WHAT THE FUCK

take a breather

FUCK

oh my god

his breath grazes your glossy lips

your breath has picked up so you close your eyes, trying to steady your breath

but you quickly realize that closing your eyes will make it seem like you’re anticipating a kiss

so you open your eyes again, staring up into his eyes with your own big ones

your eyes automatically drop to his lips, almost going cross eyed at how close his lips are getting to yours

his eyes are staring straight into yours, melting your soul from the intensity

your heart shoots up your airway and into your throat when his eyes drop to your lips

fuck fuck fuck

oh my goodness

its really happening

why aren’t you stopping him?

tell him to stop.

tell him to stop right no-

wait…

did you just

hear the door clicking open?

by jungkook?

then he parts his lips to say these next few words:

“you can keep my shoes, i’ll pick them up one of these days.”

and with a final glance at your lips, he pushes himself off the door and walks back into the living room

ha

haha

right

did he just

really do that?

with a persistent lump forming in your throat, you scramble to open the door further and leave his home quickly before you embarrass yourself further

facing him from here on out is going to be fun. CUE SARCASM.

jungkook: 1

you: 0

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pal30 AND pal31. a package deal. i actually just forgot this post in my drafts last week & there's a lot of related stuff here anyways

30

A lot of people have talked about it and Number of the Beast is very scary to me. I've already seen people do math about the probability but even without that just listening I was like.... isn't that way too likely??! The wording of it too is so. Like it's cool flavor but it's also really awful... "If you ever roll 3 sixes you are killed in a spectacular fashion and are claimed by whatever terrible power most interested in your soul [...]" Hm. I'm frankly not sure how I feel about it. I guess, like always, it would depend on the framing it's given but just on paper it feels bad to think about Clem getting them after they finally managed to break free. I'm not even a Figure-head like some of my mutuals but I really really want to see them continue on this path (pal31 note: I love the new "Using this new lease on life on violence would be a waste" hook. It reminds me of Valence.) ... Also. Well. Still thinking about Austin being like wow finally I have someone onscreen for Perennial to communicate to (that isn't Clem). I want that too...

I'm not 100% on Armour Astir rules still but does the Investigator as a support playbook not have a mech? They don't, right? (I do HAVE the book, but I haven't closely read it, mostly skimmed over moves.) Of course a class like this has different advantages and I'm loving the Investigator so far but I WILL just miss Keith mech combat. He's so good at making really effective characters, but I guess Phrygian was kind of a high point for that (one-shot kills, baby!!!!! god. Phrygian ruled).

Speaking of Keith characters. The bit to get in the bathroom felt so much like being stuck in a point & click adventure game and you look around and talk to the person there & try like 3 things that don't work & then you go oh RIGHT I have this tool I forgot about because I never used it before! So that was fun to me. God I just enjoy Eclectic so so much.

And I really loved Keith losing it at the fact that the first thing he did was stalk a guy & follow him into a bath room. On a whim. It's sooooooooo funny I love you Eclectic it makes perfect sense to me Leap would be like yeah I trust this guy to handle this & send him. It just paints a picture that I like looking at. A lot (pal31 note: And he IS competent he does his job he's just also a weirdo. Just like Leap...)

I'm a bit. Hm. Connadine? I guess I should wait to see how that develops but it's kind of like... I guess don't want Jack's cool guy to be no-sold (?). I don't even think that's something I need to worry about, because Austin just wouldn't do that, but it was a thought/feeling I had and I want to catalogue it at the very least.

Other than that. Oh what great scene. I was cackling. "Bro's out here cruising" "Look, a clue's a clue"

EDIT: I don't think I took any notes on this but godddd the intro!!!! Who does it like Friends at the Table!!! Incredible work. I imagine it might've worked even better for ppl who hear that voice reguarly (I don't have tiktok & only watch ones on my dash basically). I also am... just kinda interested in the production/making of that tbh. I don't know how the tiktok thing works, but I know that with other voices like that it matters a lot how you type text because it can change intonation. And if it was put in as one text vs singular sentences, and if that changes anything? I mean it was edited for timing obviously, but I just wonder how much vs the initial input. Interesting to me.

31

Let's start with the Connadine business since that's what I ended on. It was good. I looooved the conversation on the rooftop. Eclectic's cracked face. Connadine's risk of "curious", Austin saying something like "it would be easier for him to not be curious about this person interrogating him". Likeeeee. OK. There was an energy. To me. There was. Which is just funny because it's never ever coming from Keith but his weirdguys are just so compelling to people around them aren't they... A SHORT ASIDE: read this good fanfic recently. grey to black by tenworms. And I already thought about ways synthetic beings can show intimacy or perform pleasure(...strange way to phrase it but it's what I've got rn) recently because I had Leap/Figure A on the brain for 4 days straight, just stuck up there (and it's a bit different there again because Leap is Equiaxed, right. And also I've developed specific opinions on their relationship or how they express it but anyways). All that to say idk what's up in that regard with Delegates, it may similar, it may even be a little weirder again because they're part Divine and maybe sometimes a little magic, but you know. At the very least. He COULD have fingered that old man ASIDE FINISHED Nevermind all that I read @/swallowtaileds post saying Eclectic should start a Gravity Clock with him and I would really love that! Great idea. He's got free spots anyways. Hopefully ensuring Connadine to show up again? Then again, he did sound like he thought it'd be best to get off-planet... Which doesn't necessarily mean /he/ plans to, but I would guess that was the case. I wouldn't want to see my replacement come in, but yknow. Hm!!!! Jack!!!!! (This is the second time in the past week a FatT episode has made me go "Jack!!!" in an incredulous tone. The first time was the introduction of the hole in Grandpa's Farm. Which is so concerning to me.)

It does feel kind of weird that the Paint Shop is just felled this uncerimonsoul unceremoniously (edit: I cant believe I forgot to fix that. This word has entirely too many vowels). Eclectic just did that... On his first mission out... and it wasn't even the mission he was on (!). And like, it makes sense for it to be that easy because it was literally planned and aided By the head of the Paint Shop. And I think this is something that will have the most interesting repercussions for the next faction game, and I have no doubt something really sick will come about with it. So while I don't really care for it now (funny factor aside. Love this for u Eclectic.) I'm taking it as a "wait and see" thing. Also like. What is Eclectic doing now. Like in this sortie? I guess he could keep investigating but he did already get some info.? And I don't know, but it doesn't extremely seem like the other side is gonna wrap up super quickly. I did just remember he still has like, all of his B-Plot points or whatever, so he should probably use those to help the rest of the crew, but also. I don't know it's like whatever happens he Already Basically Felled A Pillar (and Jade Kill most likely will do the actual felling, but come on).

Quick Gur mention: I cheered YES! out loud when Dre failed that roll (sorryyy) and then went Noooo..!!! a few minutes later when they rerolled and succeeded. Very funny for Gur to just pop in going "You can't simply leap into holes!!!" I love him soooo much. I'm back to hoping for Figure to fail rolls, and honestly it's bad for them to roll too well anyways, so really. Who's to say if that's bad or good.

And just bc of my recent Integrity post I have got to mention this: a scepter huh!!! A scepter! Just after losing(?) Dahlia, a ruler twice-over. Something to be held, or wielded. Something no longer in connection with its pilot! This Integrity does not demand intimacy. Or it won't have it, not from these people (reading @/madetolooklikeus' posts earlier)... I still have my thoughts on what I think is interesting to happen to/with Integrity but they have shifted substantially. I am sitting and stapling my fingers like that one guy and having thoughts...! HM!

EDIT: OH RIGHT actual plot stuff on the other side: Nideo huh. Well I'm suspecting STEREOMA I guess? Bad to hear about what Nideo has been up to on the moon though. Horrible in fact. Oh I really don't want that second clock to take something that isn't theirs to finish... Chimeric Cadent.... : (

New hooks and gravity clocks are over both these episodes so I'll just put it here. I already mentioned Figure's new hook above, and I really like it. And not to just repeat myself, but it DOES remind me of Valence. This would be an outlook they had. They could've said something like that. It is also just a direction many Dre characters go to, I think, but of course Valence stands out with the direct connection to this season via the last, and also of course to Brnine. (I know people always go on about character haunting a narrative and sometimes it's like nah that guy just died but Valence Truly For Real IS.) Speaking of Brnine. "I'm living on borrowed time, keep up their fight." is crazyyyyyy Brnineeeeee with the survivors guilt!!! Oh it's yummy. To me. It was a bit funny to me when they were like oh is that a plural they? and had a little hehe about it because I straight-up had not thought that it wasn't. ...It's of course very fun and tragic and sexy for it to be about just Valence but I WOULD like it to be about Phrygian and S.I. and other people they've had to leave behind too. I think that can both be true though too with the way Brnine avoids to even think of them(Valence). God. Living on borrowed time... I forget who said it, Dre or Ali, but it really does play nicely with Figures new hook. OH and then with the new Thisbe clock for Brnine!!!! Augh!!! "Brnine is capable but brittle. Their success and survival is the only way forward." Oh... and I wonder how Ali will word Brnines new clock for Thisbe on the other side. It's so interesting in the way she talked about it, how that relationship might differ now. I need it I want it to turn around in my head. God these two are truly just so. I will never ever forget about "Operant Broun lies to me because they believe I am a person." Janine is just so good at this.

[maybe-i-should-try-harder]

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For the bmc ask game?

🥰 - Favorite Change From the Original Production?

Already answered but I'll add another! Richs lisp and Michael's change in key in voiced in my head OUGGGHHH I LOVE THAT SMMMM

🤢 - Least Favorite Change From the Original Production?

Easily, the squips voice... he's clearly extremely talented and shit but GODDDD the surfer high dude voice stops me from listening to Broadway album more often than not.

⬆️ - Original Upgrade Act 1 Finale or Loser Geek Whatever? LOSER GEEK WHATEVEERRRRR ITS SO GOOD I LOVE JEREMYS LIL UPGRADE SOLO BUT LGW....

🎫 - Act 1 or Act 2? AOAIAUAGAUA a tough one jeez... I guess due to me watching the 30 mins boot religiously + Michael appearing more I'm slightly biased to act 1

👸 - Favorite Female Character? How dare you make me choose. Either Christine or Brooke they're both my girlfirends I love them very much

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The 'this fandom is undefeated and Tim owes us all royalties' reaction dump:

I'm not kidding the way this fandom can sus out what they do and the amount of times they pull from us...Tim have your people reach out for a place to send my check 🥰

This, much like every week during football season is going to be a literal mess as I divide my attention once again. I feel like the Burnie meme, tbh - but it's not my fault the Chiefs play tonight and like its RAIDERS WEEK so what am I supposed to do here?

((pretend I have a modicum of an attention span))

Also: quick predictions to get out of my head:

The bike scene is going to end on a cliffy - we won't actually know if Buck gets squished until next week [if true sedate me fam]

Hen is going to be doing a lot of work to try and set up retaking her exam and/or pushing on to next year with the added caveat that she has to retake the course she failed. Can she do this? No idea, I do corporate/adminy things so...

We get a Hen/Denny moment

The lie Eddie catches Denny in is going to be relatively tame - I'm thinking like lying to miss school because of an assignment he forgot or he broke something relatively expensive and doesn't want his dad to panic.

Alternatively he lies to protect his dad - like he gets in trouble at school because someone makes a bad comment that relates to his dad (racist, possibly homophobic if they make inference about Buck being involved...) and lies about either his involvement or what it was really over. Or even if he's being bullied and doesn't want his dad to get upset like with Ana.

Eddie and Hen/Karen/Both bonding over parenting; or even bonding with Bobby and Athena over parenting

Low key I'm about to go back to streaming on Hulu if only to stop seeing Derek Schmidt's ugly, lying, racist, misogynistic, homophobic, transphobic ass face on my TV

The ranger narrating is kinda funny, kinda creepy ngl

I REFUSE to believe that is possible I mean - the CGI on that vaulting back over ???? Babes. Baaaaaaaaaabes.

Captain Hen again ahhhh ♥♥♥

Pls don't lose another one pls pls pls

Bro you can't hit on her right now oh my godddd 🤣 It's giving B99 'Number 5 killed my brother' vibes lmao

BUCKLEY SIBLING MOMENT ON MY SCREEN YES

no no nanny buck could be good

Actually please someone fic that

Skipping science club? The kid who loves science? uh oh

BOBBY CALLING HEN CAP I CAN'T

WAIT NO HEN IT'S A TRAP

RUN

Karen snitched so fast, I love her

Bobby knowing she needs to recharge but knowing she'll never take it willingly

"Just say no" - oh that's gonna be a recurring theme I can feel it

Ok they're adorable

Mr. Fixer is gonna want to do whatever he can regardless of how it actually affect him, isn't he?

Eddie is two seconds from panicking over his kid growing up naturally he needs to deflect to a despondent Buck and boy does his husband need a hug rn

Also can we talk about how easily he believed that Chris would go to Buck over him i mean they're so relationship shaped ?????

Well, this is the drunk driver call and we know that later Buck is fine at Hen's house - so unless that was a dream--

WAIT

THE COMA THING

COULD HEN BE A COMA THING ????????/

--also that fucking bone out of his face I'm gonna vomit--

The song choice oh my god yesssss

Chim put your belt on you are making me so freaking nervous

Buck, babe I can't believe that worked either

"straight to jail"

Kick of timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

look at my lil Bobby Witt jr banging the drum 🥰

OBLIGATORY FUCK THE RAIDERS

It's been :45 seconds and there's already a flag for a chop block. I have a feeling this is going to be a looooong game

If we don't get Buck reflecting on almost getting creamed by the car I'm going to be very upset. Which, isn't unusual for this show but still.

Eddie and his dad having a productive conversation? That is self deprecating in the right ways?!!!!!??!?!?!? IN THIS ECONOMY ?

with words of WISDOM TOO

Why are Buck's arms so biiiiiiiiig in that shirt I mean

Bro, does he ever 💀

he's giving Buck a sweet out, and honestly I'm glad they circled back because yea it was an odd way to ask him to father their child but at the same time having someone from his past call him a good person? That has so, so much weight!!

Buck always talks about his upgrades but he forgets he was always a good person. It isn't like he just started being a good guy with Abby, but a lot of the time I feel like the character does think that, when in reality there were small things about himself he had to refine (thank you Dr. Copeland) but none of those made him inherently bad. It speaks to his self esteem issues and idk if they're going to really give enough attention to how weighty that should have been for Buck.

Ok this next call is going to be so rough for me idk if I can watch this

Yall it was like 4th and 3 on the opposite 30 and you Adams torch you for a TD ???

At first I wasn't too sure about the new dispatcher (I blame Jonah) but I wonder if he's going to fill May's role while we get to watch her explore college life. Honestly I'd love that for them

God this must be so hard for Maddie to listen too

THE COP JUMP SCARED ME HOLY FUCK

ooooooooooohhhh the Hen/Buck scene is coming yessss

Is that a little Lizzo I hear okay, alright I see you

What a way to break into that lmao

"Donor not dad" 😔😭

Patty pls keep feeding Kelce

I'm gonna need yall to drop all the happy Dad!Buck fics ASAP pls and thank you

I really need a Buck-Eddie convo stat like I'm not asking Tim

WILL SOMEONE TEACH MAHOMES HOW TO SLIDE JFC 😂

The obvious PI goes uncalled, shocker

Wait the dog was THIS episode

Buck passed out at her table

"Are you two drunk?"

"Absolutely"

PLS I CANNOT WITH HIM

If by protective custody you mean the firehouse, I approve

"You did math in your HEAD..."

Oh no the Diaz boys are fighting no I don't like this

Honestly big props to Eddie for realizing the conversation was veering into unproductive territory and realizing he needed to take a step back and regroup before getting on the same level as Christopher by sitting in front of him to continue the discussion. Also meeting in the middle and compromising instead of just punishing, and understanding what Chris needed in that moment versus what Eddie was taught growing up.

Hey Chiefs defense I'm gonna need yall to get a stop here please and thank you

If we don't get a Buck-Eddie or a Buck-Maddie scene talking over this sperm donor dilemma I'm going to have to do a fix it fic, I stg

A practical exam ??? Ooooooooohhhhhh shit. Is this going to be going on while she's saving Karen and Denny at the lab? It is, isn't it.

Please don't, please let her fucking nail this

HE KEPT THE DOG

HE KEPT THE DOGGGGGGGGGGG

He's going to do it, isn't he? And it's gonna hit a road block with the Daniel stuff, isn't it?

If not I want this to parlay into Buck having an awakening of wanting a fam and Eddie pointing out he has a fam and like maybe a husband already idk

JFC The Chiefs are playing like their 2009 selves tonight and this is not the vibe

Anyway now I gotta go make a fucking fix it because we got no maddie or eddie insight and like, those are two of the most important people in his life and I refuse to believe he didn't talk to them about what was going on in his head at that time

10/10 loved it tho, so ya know. This season has been phenomenal so far ahhhhhhhhhhhh

[sarah-dipitous]

Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 158

Reading Is Fundamental

“Reading Is Fundamental”

Plot Description: at the same time that Castiel emerges from his comatose state, a young boy emerges as a reluctant prophet—with the key to defeating Leviathans

Would I Survive the First Five Minutes??: (I can’t believe we get introduced to Charlie and Kevin in back to back episodes) I mean, I guess no one died??

Poor Kevin though, he’s spent his whole life racking up perfect grades and “acceptable” accomplishments, but 1) he feels he has nothing to say for his 18 years of life for his college essays and 2) he has no idea how drastically his life is about to change

And all because two white dudes in their late twenties or early thirties said “oh well” when everything was saying “maybe don’t crack open the thing that Dick Roman wanted so badly”

Awww, I love that his mom told him not to obsess over getting a perfect score (even though he did anyway).

Meg’s so funny. Whole world on the line, and she’ll do NOTHING to help you out til it fits info her schedule AND has no problem telling you when she’s not qualified to do shit

Oh Kevin sweetie. If I didn’t KNOW you were a prophet, I’d be just as worried as everyone else is about you

Looks like Cas is the funniest angel now…he’s so broken, though. Literally…

She’s so selfish but it’s completely understandable and rational. I love that she gets to be, hate that she HAS to be because she’s right, the boys are treating her like a second class citizen of this group

You can’t just patch him back together so quickly, Dean. I’m sorry. He’s gonna have to go through this part where he waxes poetic about the beginning of time and all of creation. I know this is important, but the only way out of this is through

Yeah, this is…so much for Kevin to take in. Angels, Demons, and Leviathan (which he just found out about) are ALLLLLLL real

I love ace cas

This is such a fun car ride…two hunters, an angel m, a demon, and a 16 year old prophet all on the run from all the other angels and demons and the FBI

Godddd…listening to Cas in this episode is hitting REALLY REALLY HARD

See, THIS is the kind of reaction you’re supposed to have. Charlie was very chill, too chill (still love her though)

Meg. NO. Oh. Good. Thank you for double crossing the demons and protecting Cas

I like that they were able to talk sense into the angels to let Kevin go home

I love that Cas gets to go off and find something that makes him happy

Oh…oh noooooooo. The FBI agent was a Leviathan because of course he was

[arabaka]

I started school again to become a vet and I can’t get the idea of rivals to lovers out of my head for Leorio. Veterinary and medical school have a lot in common, but there are some key differences. Still I think they’d have at least a few classes together, constantly competing for the top grades and arguing about which is better. The sexual tension is just *chefs kiss*

“Doctors make more money! And we can save lives on airplanes and stuff.”

“Vet school is even harder to get into than med school! We can’t specialize in one field like you can, so we have to learn more of everything!”

“We have more options to heal our patients, there aren’t very many medicines out there that are pet safe.”

“Jokes on you, my cat takes the same dose of Prozac as me.”

“Being around cute animals all day makes you less professional.”

“Oh honey, like you ever had any professionalism to begin with.”

*₊˚💬୧ first of all, i wish you luck and strength on your journey to becoming a vet !!!! you can do this !!!! when times are tough... just think... what would leorio do

godddd i love me some rivals to lovers. <3 now to preface. my hunter x hunter knowledge is rusty, as in i haven't watched/rewatched the series in a hot minute and i've never read the manga so indulge me and ignore any "huh what" moments in the next paragraph.

imagine you're called out into a battlefield. circumstances brought you there and unfortunately, they're not to put your expansive veterinary medicine skills to the test. they need all hands on deck, anyone who knows enough to save a life is recruited to the cause.

now imagine it's been some time since you last saw leorio for whatever reason. not long enough to forget each other or in both of your cases... not long enough to stop thinking about one another.

you're in a medical tent when that all too familiar face comes bursting in with an injured party and you hardly have time to "catch up" (which would really just be snipes and quips at one another) but leorio does get a good dig in, remarking that you ended up in the same damn place as him after all.

when the dust settles, you give him a punch on the arm but it's not enough to sway the gentle giant. he rises to the occasion, about to argue but you offer him a cold beverage. he thanks you, takes a sip and ends up spitting it all out when you so cooly remark,

"did a much better job back there than you did."

[maraczeks]

veep s3 rewatch thread pt 2

[neopuppy]

My Youth (M)

Preview: “How could I ever forget the omega that made me pop my first knot? Most embarrassing summer of my life.” Jeno groans rubbing a hand over his face.

“You mean we popped our firsts knots. Most embarrassing summer of our lives.” Jaemin adds on shaking his own head. “I still think about that white bikini when I’m beating off. Maybe I should hit her up since she’s back?”

“Doesn’t sound like a good idea..” Haechan mutters gazing out his bedroom window, watching you towel dry your hair.

“You still holding on to that crush dude? You know an omega like that only goes for alphas. You don’t stand a chance.”

Pairing: alpha Haechan x female omega reader

Word Count: 5k

Genre: a/b/o, pwp, smut, m/f, obsessed Haechan, explicit language

Smut Warning: first rut, masturbation, oral, slick, knotting, feral alpha fucking(also feral love😇)

a/n: sunflower day🌻🐻🥳

“Oh my gosh! Is that my Haechannie?” You drop your bag down on the porch, jogging to the house next door. Haechans face falls, eyes searching around for an escape.

“Fuck.. shit fuck..” he murmurs under his breath. Forcing a smile as you approach closer. “Hah...ah you’re back! Wow!”

“Look at you! Still have that baby face” you slap your hands on his cheeks squeezing. Your own smile wide releasing breathless giggles. “I could just eat these cheeks!”

“Ah, don’t embarrass me. People can see..” Haechan pulls your hands off, flexing his jaw. Why did you have to come back for summer? He was doing so good pretending you didn’t exist... Other than when he jerked off in the shower thinking about hot August day’s at the community pool.

“I’m not a baby anymore. I’m almost an adult you know.”

“You’ll always be a baby to me” you bounce up and down, throwing arms around Haechan’s broadening shoulders. “You have grown up a lot I guesss. That cute baby face never changes.” You sniff at his neck, brows furrowing together.

“You still haven’t presented? You’re about to be twenty one right?” Haechan takes in a deep breath trying to think about anything besides your breasts pressed against him.

“Uh yea.. Nothing still.” He sighs, face dropping. Haechan focuses on his hands, pulling at a hang nail. “Doctor says it’s normal..”

“If this isn’t just the most adorable sight to see again!” Haechans mom pulls up into the drive way, window down waving and shouting. “Look at you two! Just like old times!” She slams the door shut, approaching where you stand with arms wrapped around Haechan’s shoulders.

“Hello Mrs. Lee! You look amazing as always! I can only dream to still turn heads at your age.” You move your arms around Haechan’s slim waist, squeezing him in closer. Haechan audibly swallows, stiffening in your arms.

“Oh don’t be silly, a young beautiful omega like you? I can only hope my baby boy will be able to bring a girl like you home someday.” She pinches at his cheek fat much like you had just done. Haechan groaning pulling his face away.

“Mommmmmm” he whines out, music to your ears. Dreaming of the day you’d hear your neighbors whiny cries again. Studying abroad had been an experience, but your heart ached for the simplicity of life back home. For the boy next door that rode bikes with you all day. Chased after the ice cream man for you.

“Ah, someday Haechannie. When you finally present I can start setting you up with my friends daughters! My poor baby boy had to be a late bloomer, just like his father.” Mrs. Lee smooths her sons fly aways with a stare of adoration. Haechan’s cheeks glowing, burning hot with hues of pink.

“Mr. Lee’s an alpha right? I wonder who Haechan will take after?” You question, releasing the boy squirming in your hold.

“I think he still has a shot at being an alpha. Mr. Lee had quite a late presentation himself. Always retelling me the story, how thankful I should be that we met later in life. I guess presenting at eighteen was more intense than normal.” Mrs. Lee shrugs twirling around her house keys.

“Godddd I’m standing right here! Can we stop talking about this?!” Haechans head falls back dramatically, voice cracking from his drying throat. You can’t control yourself, hugging around him again with a squeeze.

“You’re so stinking cute Haechannie ahh, I really missed you!” You squeal, rubbing your nose over his shirt with a deep inhale. Haechan sighs, pushing his balled up fists between your bodies to create space.

“Aw I’m so happy Haechan will have his best girl friend back. All he does is hang out with those two trouble making alphas” Mrs. Lee clicks her tongue. “I’ll leave you two be! Don’t be a stranger, our home is your home too sweetie!” She shouts out waving off before heading into the house.

“Pft, so you’re still best friends with those perverts huh?” You tug Haechans ear lobe. He bites at his plump upper lip, subtly moving his lower half further away.

“They’re not that bad.. all alphas are like that..”Haechan mumbles more nervous around you than usual. Eyes avoiding yours, preferring to watch his feet.

“Well whatever, now you have me all summer. We better hang out” you shake Haechans shoulders. Eyes curiously widening feeling the muscles in your palms. Haechan had grown a lot from what you could see.

“You’ve been working out?” Your hands slide down, squeezing his biceps letting out ‘ooooo’s and ‘ahhhh’s.

“Kind of have to if I’m gonna be hanging out with alphas all the time. It’s basically like being a third wheel when I’m with Jeno and Jaemin..” Haechan sighs, basking in the attention you’re giving him. Maybe a little too much he worries. It really is impressive how much he’s built up.

“Ah, you were always the fun one to hang out with. All those two ever did was try to catch me changing into my swimsuit. Like that time Jeno managed to get my bikini top untied, that was the worst.” You smile warmly, poking at the cute little beauty marks scattered over Haechans face. “You’d never do something like that to me. Betas always make the best of friends, they know how to respect omegas.”

“I’m not a beta.” Haechan grasp your wrist pulling away. “I’m unpresented..”

“I know.. it’s just.. you’re almost a full adult? Presenting as an alpha this late would be.. unlikely..” you stutter nervously, fingers digging into your wrist. Haechan throws your arms away, wiping his palm down his shirt.

“Right well. It was good to see you again.” His jaw tightens, stepping backward toward his home.

“Hey.. I didn’t mean anything bad! You’re not upset are you?” You reach for his arm, Haechan moving further away.

“Not at all. I have to.. help my mom or something. See ya around.” He turns away rushing inside. Leaving you standing there with egg on your face. Feeling guilty, stupid and senseless.

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Haechan groans tugging at his hair, why, just why did you have to come back. All fucking summer to torment him with what he can’t ever have. His phone sounds off, group chat messages he’d rather ignore right now.

Alpha shithead #1- “dude get on, we’re about to play WOW.”

Alpha dickhead #2- “Probably busy ripping his dick off. Word around the street is his favorite omegas back in town.”

Alpha shithead #1- “No fucking way, really?”

Haechan slams his phone down clicking the screen off. He pulls on his headphones, logging into his user.

“Yes you assholes, she’s back.” Haechan focuses on his computer screen, clicking around.

“Tits get bigger?” Jaemin’s voice questions. Haechan can’t see him but just knows he’s dawning a shit eating grin.

“Yes.”

“Nice!” Jaemin shouts out in response.

“I bet she’s extra ripe now.” Jeno joins in, most likely also expressing a cocky smirk.

“You guys really are perverts.” Haechan whispers under his breath to himself. Head turning with curiosity staring into the window across from his own.

Of course you’re walking in freshly showered. Of course you’re wearing the tiniest robe, barely concealing anything. Of course you’re determined to ruin his last bit of sanity without even trying.

“Don’t be such a virgin Haechan. You act like we weren’t around all these years you obsessed and pined over her. Bet she missed having her little bitch boy around.” Jaemin scoffs into the mic nastily. Always so prideful about all the omega ass he could easily get.

“Well, he is a virgin” Jeno laughs crassly. “Besides... how could I ever forget the omega that made me pop my first knot? Most embarrassing summer of my life.” Jeno groans rubbing a hand over his face.

“You mean we popped our firsts knots. Most embarrassing summer of our lives.” Jaemin adds on shaking his own head. “I still think about that white bikini when I’m beating off. Maybe I should hit her up since she’s back?”

“Doesn’t sound like a good idea..” Haechan mutters gazing out his bedroom window, watching you towel dry your hair.

“You still holding on to that crush dude? You know an omega like that only goes for alphas. You don’t stand a chance.”

“You know what guys, I have to help my mom set up some stuff for dinner. I’ll talk to you assholes later.” Haechan signs off before the two on the other end can complain. Only catching a second of yelled curses.

“Fucking alphas..” he sighs, mouth twitching trying to control himself. It was the truth after all, he hadn’t gotten over his infatuation with you. Would it even matter? Perverts or not Jeno and Jaemin probably had more of a shot with you than he ever would.

Haechan stands up pacing back and forth, repeatedly gliding fingers through his hair. The sound of a blow dryer blasting to life passes by. With a tight swallow, he steps to the curtains. Eyes drifting to your window yet again. The same window he watched you through for many years before you decided to study abroad. Was it wrong? Was it creepy? Was it obsessive? It’s not as if you had no idea he was right across the way... why did you leave you curtains open so often?..

Haechan flinches, stepping behind a dark blue curtain just enough to hide his figure. The alpha from the next street over.. what was his name.. right Johnny. That asshole that’s always working on his car shirtless. Making his way to your window, looking around and over his shoulder. Haechan watches as the alpha sits against the wall. With another glance around, Johnny taps at your window. The blow dryer shutting off as you search, having heard something.

Johnny taps again, fingers clinging to the window ledge. Smiling eyes and forehead appearing before you as he peaks inside. Your face lighting up, clicking the window lock open. Johnny moves fast, pulling the glass up letting himself in. His face leans forward dawning pouted lips.

You place a finger over his lips with a ‘shhh’ oblivious to whose watching. Unaware anyone would be watching. Johnny smirks, pulling his body weight into your room. He leans down, arms wrapping around your waist. Your robe falling open as his body presses against you. Johnny reaching behind, pulling the curtain shut.

Haechans eyes shut, deep breath hissing out with a curse. Not even an entire fucking day. Why should he expect anything else from you. You were always going to think of him as some kid. Some unpresented beta, the lap dog next door..

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“Fuck..” Haechan bites on his bottom lip. Ass squirming against his bed, huffing deep breaths out in frustration.

Head turning side to side, thumb running over his slit. Precum sliding between fingers, strokes growing faster. Pissed off, irritated, hornier than fucking hell for some reason. He tugs faster, fingers circling around himself tightly.

Haechans eyes fall shut, mouth hung open letting out breathy moans. Precum smearing down his shaft with every pull on his cock. It’s so fucking cruel, so fucked up how even now you are all he can think about. Memory of pointed hard nipples digging into his chest this morning. He grunts, picturing his body on you instead of Johnnys.

“Ugh.. fuck” Haechans hips lift into the air, hard cock pulsating. He falls back against the bed writhing with annoyance. It just wasn’t enough anymore, something deep inside screamed louder. Something trying to be set free.

“God fuck this..” Haechan lets go, pulling at his hair. Teeth grinding, screaming silently in anger. Tapping sounds follow from his window. It’s late, it could only be you. No one else uses his bedroom window, only you. Haechan checks the time, 11:50pm. You never missed, always wanting to be the first to wish him a Happy Birthday.

Your taps growing louder, switching tone to light knocks. Haechan huffs sitting up, dick raging, twitching against his abs. His eyes glare at the window, your shadows visible past the curtains. It should be cute, sweet, sickeningly sweet how you treat him. How you’ve always treated him like a best friend. This must be why omegas only ever seem to befriend other omegas.

He stands, adjusting himself against his lower stomach, briefs snapping across his cock, shiver passing through his bones.

“I’m coming” Haechans long arms grip the curtains, ripping them open. Face lowered, glaring at your adorable overjoyed face. You wave your hands in the air, jumping up and down.

“Let me in! It’s cold!” Pressing your nose into the glass with wide eyes. Mouthing out the words, Haechans own mouth twitching at the corners. With a sigh to himself, he unlocks the panel. Old wood scratching together as the window rises.

“Guess who!” You whisper loudly, aware his parents are most likely asleep by now. Haechan steps back, face turning aside with a roll of his eyes.

“Shouldn’t be surprised, it’s always you.” Muttering to himself. A look of concern crosses your features, pulling up over the wall.

“You not feeling good baby?” You grab Haechans arm, pulling him in close. The scent of alpha still lingering off your hair. Haechans face cringing as the air flows around his face. “Oh my god are you getting sick??”

“No” his lips purse, nostrils flaring. “You couldn’t have taken a shower before coming over?” Haechan pulls his arm free of your hold. Taking a step away with arms crossing over his chest.

“I..” your head ducks, subtly getting a whiff of yourself. “I lost track of time.. I didn’t want to be late..”

“Why even bother? Who cares about Birthdays when you reach this age anyways.” Haechan scoffs. Internal dialogue yelling at him to make you his. To claim you before another alpha can. Debating with himself how that will just never happen.

“Haechannie... I’m always going to care.. come on don’t be such a baby.” You cup his face, gasping with surprise. He’s so warm, like a furnace that’s been lit too long. “I think you’re running a fever!”

“I’m not a baby.” Haechan squeezes your wrists tugging you away. Fingers burying into your veins. Hands burning around you, hot enough to leave marks. Haechan closes the space between your bodies, tongue swiping across his lower lip. They shine, pouty and soft. Your breathing sounding louder with each second passing.

“All I want from you.. all I’ve ever wanted from you” his eyes go lazy. Hooded heavy under the heat consuming his body. Nose nudging the tip of yours, chest rising faster.

“What...do you..” Haechan stops your mumbled words mid sentence, lips crashing into yours. He’s so hot, spit like lava in your mouth. Tongue sliding in, flicking against yours. Neck losing ability to hold itself up any longer, succumbing to the pleasure that is Haechans mouth.

Air flows out of your nose, fighting with his mouth for more. Trying to get every little taste of him. He feels so good, the familiar rush of slick returning between your thighs. Simultaneously moaning together. Haechan pressing you against the wall, hips shoving forward into yours. He sucks at your tongue, mouth working around the muscle powerfully. God who knew Haechan could kiss like this?..

Wait...Haechan...kissing......kissing you..

With a need for fresh air, you pull away panting. Inhaling quickly, Haechans eyes squeezed shut, hard cock burying against your stomach.

“I..” you panic, ripping yourself free of his hold. Swiftly dipping between the window, half of your body making it’s way out before you can finish processing a thought. “..should go..” you whisper. Haechans jaw hanging, watching you run away. Literally run toward your open bedroom window. Not even sparing him one glance.

You didn’t even wish him a Happy Birthday..

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You couldn’t wait to give Haechan his gift. Hoping the events of the previous day could just go swept under the rug. It’s not that you didn’t like him, more like maybe you liked him too much. Why ruin such a great friendship with mindless sex? Alpha or not of course Haechan was perfect in every way. He took care of you when you needed him the most. Always making you laugh, wiping your tears away when alphas broke your heart.

You bit at your thumb nail walking slow steps toward Haechan’s window. Maybe you stayed up all night thinking about how his lips felt. Maybe you always knew he had a liking for you beyond just friends. With slight hesitation you tap at the glass, bouncing on the heels of your foot. Nothing, no response. The window locked, curtains drawn shut. It was unusual, Haechan never locked his window in case you needed to get away.

Was he upset? Your whole chest sunk in at the thought. How could you ruin his Birthday of all days. You try again, knocking with more force against the glass. Growing impatient as more thoughts race by with worry. You make way around to the front, slowing when you spot the empty drive way. No cars on a Saturday morning? Where would his parents be? Didn’t Haechan mention they wanted to have a family dinner to celebrate twenty one years?

Ah, maybe they were at breakfast? Haechan did have a love for fluffy pancakes. Yea, that’s it.. breakfast, you nod to yourself still unsure. Toying with the ribbon you wrapped up his gift with. Maybe you should just leave it here, a nice surprise for whenever Haechan got back. You debate with yourself for a minute, shaking your head stepping onto the porch. Setting down the gift, you notice the front doors not completely shut. Unlocked and left slightly ajar, now that was unusual.

Looking around in contemplation, bundles of nerves stricken with sudden fear. Without giving another thought, you push the door open. The entrance hallway is an absolute mess. Closet thrown open, clothes scattered all over the floor. A potted plant spilled from a table near the entrance. Your eyes widening taking in the scene, what if someone broke in??

Pulling your phone from your back pocket ready to dial for emergency. Stepping into the house, legs stiffening as paralyzation hits you. The scent, it’s so strong, it’s everywhere.

The scent of burning sun on hot skin, like sweet honey. The scent of arousal, yearning, cum. It’s dizzying, phone dropping to the floor with a loud thud. Feet carrying you further inside. Minds only focus on finding the main source. Heat pooling between your thighs as it grows stronger. Sounds of whined moans, grunts of frustration play to your ears as you approach.

Of course it was coming from Haechan’s room. Almost too good to be true, you have to grab at the walls making way to his open door. He’s so loud, in pain, what if someone was hurting him? What if an alpha broke in, causing ungodly harm to your friend? You tried to reason some common sense to yourself, but the scent was too much. It was wrapping around your brain, fogging up any moral thoughts. Your own need surpassing any care you should have.

“Al-alpha..” you whimper, hunching forward ready to fall to your knees in submission.

“Fuck, don’t! Don’t come any closer!!” That was Haechan’s voice. You’d recognize that voice anywhere, need to be filled with cock consuming you or not. You push forward, gripping the opening to his room door.

Haechan’s eyes land on yours, blood red blending into flecks of golds. He’s panting so loud, thrusting with urgency. Hands clamped around a pillow as he drills his cock forward. Tears flooding at the brim of his eyes threatening to fall. Lips swollen fat, bitten to the point of abuse.

“Don’t!” Haechan cries out in anguish, he can’t tear his eyes away from you. Thrusts turning manic fucking into the destroyed pillow faster.

“H-haechan..” you slip down to the floor, chest rising and falling rapidly. Hand finding it’s way between your legs. Shorts and inner thighs completely drenched in slick. He shouts out, back arching forward, cum violently shooting into the air. Tears flowing down his reddened cheeks, convulsing in torment. Cock heavy, shining in his seed, base swelled up looking tortured. You squeeze around your mound, jaw dropping open with pure shock.

“You’re... p-presented...oh my god..you’re an alpha..” your voice cracks. Fingers moving fast to unzip yourself. Haechan hunches forward with a growl, fist digging into the mattress.

“You need....you need to l-leave..” his teeth grind together, trembling muscles straining. You had to show up, could never just stay away.

“Haechan..” ignoring his words, you crawl closer to the bed. Knees aching on the hardwood floor, hands trying to rip off your shorts. “Alpha..”

Haechan growls immensely, chest protruding with satisfaction, with pride. That’s right, he is an alpha. You’ll never call him a beta again. You clench the blanket, nails leaving scratch indents. Hauling your upper half up, tongue hanging out practically drooling.

Haechan tosses the wrecked pillow aside, crawling forward. Long fingers drag over your heated cheeks. Honey pot golden orbs burning into yours. Angry throbbing cock bouncing before your large eyes. The scent was hypnotizing from afar enough to begin with, putting you under a spell up close. It’s more than dizzying, it’s euphoric, it’s Haechan.

“Alpha...alpha please..” begging, you’re fucking begging. Haechans mind nearly melts, disbelief he’s making you beg. Trembling hands cup your face, pulling you up.

“Is this what you want.” He jabs his cock between your lips. Teeth gritting when you automatically part open, head slipping into your soaked hot mouth. It wasn’t a question anyway. You’re too eager, lips stretching around his length. Tracing veins pulsating along Haechans size. The taste even, too fucking good. Slick pouring out past your underwear, a puddle between your legs on the floor.

“Fucking..s-shit” Haechans eyes squeeze, blinking rapidly. Cursing himself for shutting them even one second. He needs to watch you, needs to remember how you look with your lips straining around him.

You move like a pro, no surprise. Sucking down his length like it’s something you could do everyday. Haechans known you long enough to know he’s not far off with that idea. It doesn’t matter, you were going to be his now.

You move faster, guzzling around the length. Hand circling at the fat base. Haechans knot painful, begging for relief. You squeeze at the knot, spit dripping aiding the movement. Haechans grunts of pleasure and satisfaction flowing from your ears to center.

You pull off, drool covering the lower half of your face. Lips bloated, tongue hanging out slapping his cock down. Haechan thrusts softly against your tongue, nose sucked in suppressing whimpers.

“Fuck, fuck amazing..” your eyes roll up, crazed with lust. Lips pouting kissing the slit tenderly. Hand still squeezing and circling at the knot. Haechan delivers a rough thrust, cock head prodding at your cheek, balls slapping your chin.

“Yes alpha, I love your cock” your tongue drags, lapping between his sack. Arms flexing working harder to squeeze out his cum. You suck on his balls, bouncing them around your tongue. Haechans eyes roll back, cock dragging over your nose. Sucking ferociously, mouth pulling off with a noisy pop.

“Cum all over my fucking face” you pant screaming out. Gripping around the knot tightly. Haechan can’t stand it anymore, abdomen jerking forward. Falling hunched over, cum shooting out across your cheek, nose, forehead. You’re fucking covered in him, thought alone forcing more cum to jolt out.

Your mouth hangs open, maneuvering yourself enough to catch some of it. Of fucking course he tastes like heaven. Beyond words to describe, addictive to say the least. You shakily pull yourself up, Haechan gasping for air above you. Rut only satiated for the first time just enough to have a clear mind again.

“Haechan..” you dig into his full hair, fingers massaging at his scalp. Pecking across Haechans shivering burning hot shoulders. He’s breathing with intensity, core muscles sucking in deep. “Baby...let me help you..”

You lift his face, eyes back to normal. Red hues running through the backs of his iris. Forehead landing on yours, cum be damned. He’s a mess, cheeks flushed, sweat pouring off him like heavy rain.

“Need you..” Haechan groans, lips pressing against yours. Weakly lapping into each others mouths. Every part of him tastes so good, how you always imagined. You shift on to the bed, lips locked together. Sucking and tasting, twisting against each other in want.

Haechan pulls away, softly pecking your wet lips together. Long hands gripping around your thighs, adjusting you laying back on his bed. The bed you spent many hours on laughing with him. Playing games, doing homework, sharing secrets. Thoughts rushing out of your heart, nerves awakening when the realization really hits. This wasn’t just any alpha, this was Haechan. The only boy in the world that mattered to you.

His eyes drift across your body, fingers trailing down your middle. Haechan pulls at your shirt, aiding you to get it off, tossed aside. He’s shaking, could be the rut... could be the excitement.. more likely the overwhelming amount of nerves.

“You have no idea..” he mumbles lowly, throat aching from hours of screaming alone trying to find any type of relief. Rut hitting hard last night after your departure. Haechans parents couldn’t even handle the constricting smell of alpha, having to flee as soon as it hit.

Haechan kisses down your damp throat, heat from his body effecting you. Pouty lips incinerating across your flesh, leaving little marks of adoration behind. Haechan strokes at your bra, fingers fumbling the straps about. Cock jolting between his thighs with urge. Your hands finding way to the begging member, stroking him back to full hardness. Size never truly softened to start with.

“Fuck me alpha” leaning up, licking into his ear. Husky voice sending a vibrant shiver down his spine. Haechan moves between your thighs, doesn’t need to be told twice. Pulling your knees apart, eyes admiring your soaking panties. Shape of your slicked up cunt squeezing out of the material. Cock jerking against him impatiently.

“You’re so so..” his mouth hangs open, hunching forward. Nose digging into your slit, gliding up and down. Slick coating Haechans face, it’s everything. His cock jerks again, moans flying out of Haechans lips. Tongue hanging free catching any slick spurting out with every nudge of his nose. “So fucking beautiful..”

He’s insatiable, obsessed, ready to keep you chained up and bred for the rest of your lives. Tongue lapping at the fabric between you, hasn’t even touched your entrance yet. Ready to lose his last bits of sanity off your aroused scent alone.

Your hips jump up, core demanding to be filled. Omega inside you craving this alpha more than anything, more than anyone. Haechan holds you down with one hand on your stomach. Heart beat passing through his palm against you so loud. His free hand tears your ruined underwear right off, cotton worn down by slick easily ripping. A scream passes out of you in surprise, legs spread open over his firm thighs.

Haechans eyes burn into your center, hole winking in return. His head shakes, cum spilling down his cock between your bodies. Some landing on your inner thighs, sliding down to the bed.

“What...the fuck..” you perch up on your elbows. Jaw hung in astonishment watching the lasts spurts of cum land on the blanket. Haechans head ducks in with embarrassment, tears burning at his eyes. “My baby...”

You sit up, squeezing at his cheeks, those cheeks. Lips grazing at his, whispering reassuring words of encouragement. Alpha ruts were always demanding, exerting every type of emotion possible from ones body and mind.

“I want you so much alpha...Haechan. I want you..” you lick at his lips, a few tears rolling down Haechans cheeks. Kisses growing heavier, he moves in. Body laying on yours flat. Cock finding way between your thighs finally, fat and girthy. Ready to stretch you open. Haechan finds your hand, entangling your fingers. Your eyes stuck on each other, cock circling your entrance. His bodies so tight, trembling over yours. Sweat pooling down to the mattress from the over heat.

“I’ve thought about this..” Haechan hesitates, murmuring words. Cock breaching your entrance with a hiss. “Oh fuck..” his ass clenches, dipping forward. Size instantly pushing you open inch by inch. Your neck falls back, mouth dropping with baited breaths. He’s working in slow, savoring each inch viciously clenched by you.

Haechans hand slams yours down to the bed, holding himself up with the other. Cock finally, finally all the way inside. So fucking deep, he can’t believe it himself. Both of your jaws loose, inhaling air like fish out of water.

“I’m..” Haechan throws his hips forward with an experimental swivel. Eyes fluttering, throat bobbing up and down. “I’m...i-inside.. of you. Fucking god..oh fuck.”

You arch with a drawn out moan, core on fire. Cunt clamping down, drawing the alpha further in. Haechan gazes between you, fingers flexing in your hold. With another curious thrusts, he pulls back. Drawing out to the tip slamming forward. Your hips jerk up with surprise. He starts fucking you, like a natural finding rhythm right away. Cock hitting so good, like he just knows exactly what to do to you.

“You feel so good” your voice cries out, hand not in his grip feeling over his muscles. Haechans core tight, trying his damn hardest to not cum abruptly again. His cock moves rapidly, jabbing at your insides.

“Oh f-fuck” he sucks in a deep breath, chest rising and falling against your hand. Sweat coating his beautiful face, shining like a golden god. His hips speed, pounding into you. Haechans eyes rolling back, your own trying to do the same. Refusing to allow yourself to take your eyes off of him.

He flops forward, chasing after climax. Hot breath fanning over your neck, pained whimpers drowning your senses.

“I like you. I like you so fucking much.” Haechan cries out, biting at your jaw. Your hand squished between your bodies pinching at his nipple, rolling the bud between your fingers.

“Haechan.... knot me...please alpha” you cry with him. Haechan letting out a loud gritty scream from the back of his throat. He’s fucking into you so hard. Bed frame beating into the wall enough to leave a dent.

“Such a perfect omega” Haechan emphasizes his words with deep thrusts. Knot expanding with each. Eyes rolling back into your skull as he widens you. Hot cum bursting, painting your insides with the alpha. It’s just too good.

He pants on top of you, eyes dazed watching the room spin. Never having cum so hard in his life, bikinis at the pool no match. Laying together locked by knot, trying to regain some type of sense. Haechan kisses around your neck, licking and sucking in appreciation.

“Haechannie..” your eyes fall shut, soft smile spreading over your features. Haechans nose dips into your cheek with a sniff. He mumbles a sound out in question, fingers tracing up and down your bare side slowly. Your legs wrap around his, intertwining bodies with a peck on the lips.

“Happy Birthday.”

💛🌞🌻🐻💛

Taglist: @seuomo @unknown5tar @sunoosi @jaeminhyuckiii @purplesun89 @laylagrillo

[stanfordsweater]

Possessive Dean fic recs?

i’m sorry i don’t have much for this!! i don’t read many fics where possessiveness is a plot point, but here’s a few that have it as one of the elements within the story. hopefully they scratch your itch :)

on your guard by theproblematique, 97k+:

After the existence of the supernatural became common knowledge, the general public turned to hunters for answers. This group of unsung heroes, who had lived in the shadows for so long, was thrust into superstardom overnight and looked to for safety above all else. Among them, no hunter was more famous than Dean Winchester: a fan-favorite American icon who helped banish all demons from Earth.

His mysterious younger brother, however, had been absent from the public eye for years.

this one is a long-time fave of mine. it has a great canon-divergence plot, lots of kinking on sam being bigger than dean, and dean being increasingly jealous of sam being close to other people now that he finally has him back from stanford. if you like dean being a caretaker, this one is for you.

press that dissonance (if you dare) by whirlpoolsleep, 2k+:

The truth is Dean kind of hates the bunker sometimes. He was so into it at first, loved having a room to decorate, a fridge to fill up and a kitchen to show off in, a garage for Baby to stay safe from dust storms and hail. A place for Sam to come home to him.

Key phrase: at first.

this is one that i adore-- post-mark of cain relationship repair, sam and dean having some conversations they sorely need. it’s established relationship, and the possessive part is mostly in dean thinking back on his time as a demon, but it’s a great introspective fic (and dean has an incest kink, what more do you need??)

what happens in vegas by winchestersinthedrift, 15k+:

It’s their first trip to Vegas just the two of them, a few months since a demon riding a 14-wheeler smashed up their lives. John is gone and suddenly this fucked-up thing between them wants a name. There’s a creepy cult in the middle of the desert, buffets, gambling, a broken AC, Sam’s impromptu undercover stint as a third-string male stripper, and Dean maybe-sort-of-accidentally ending up in a Treasure Island porno. There’s a red-ochre sunset over the miles-wide desert and two boys hot-blooded beneath it cutting deals with devils and each other. It’s Vegas Week, Winchesters style, and this time what happens in Vegas won’t stay there.

oh my godddd this is SUCH a good one, criminally underrated, and smoking hot. the entire fic just burns with sexual tension from dean’s pining. i come back to this fic all the time, because it’s hard to find such quality of writing that makes you feel how scorching the setting is and how stifled dean is by his want. 

contagious by themegalosaurus (hi jess), 6k+:

Nobody ever died of a boner, Dean’s pretty sure, whatever his teenaged self might have said to the girls back in high school when he was trying to get under their skirts. Or. Did anybody ever die of a boner? That would be just like Sam, to die of terminal sexual frustration and not to let Dean do anything about it until it was already too late.

this one will probably fit your prompt the best-- sam gets hit with sex pollen in the bunker, and dean has to confront some uncomfortable truths. fabulously written love letter to sam’s deltoids.

[sunnysviolin]

Sometimes I miss out on reading up on your blog, and it's always,, oh my god,,, I missed friend's posts,,, and then WAIT OH MY GODDDD THERES SO MUCH LIAM CONTENT TO READ,,

love you sm,, get ready for a spam bestie

Ksenyaaaaaa mwah you are most beloved darling dear. I see you in my notes rn and it makes me so happpyyyyy. I'm gonna put together some Mari headcanons for you dear one, because I'm in a Mari mood lately and I know you love her so!

Mari likes all types of music, but she has a particular love for soul and jazz. Her parents always wanted her to only play classical or modern pieces that were reserved, nearly quiet. Mari loved pieces where the piano playing became frenzied and powerful, where your fingers banged down on the keys and you could feel the sound reverberating through your whole body. There were also classical pieces that were like this, Rachmaninoff and others, but they didn't have the same joy as jazz and soul did.

She only played them when her parents weren't home, but when she did her hair whipped around and she smiled so wide it nearly hurt. It was the closest she got to the adrenaline rush she used to got when playing softball

Mari was an extensive journaler. She tried to write a page a day, and she rarely ever missed. On her book shelf she had a row of neat leather bound journals that were all the same, the only differences between them were the dates neatly written on the first blank page.

Her husband took almost everything of Mari's, but her mother hid away these journals before he could get them. They had a knockdown screaming fight about it, but she refused to tell him where they were, and eventually he had to give up. Some nights when she knows for sure Sunny won't wake up anymore, she makes herself a cup of tea and curls up in her bed, reading about her little girl's happy wonderful life.

Mari pretends to like spicy foods because Hero likes them so much, and he likes to make them. She knows that it's a way that Hero likes to feel connected to his family and his culture, but she is such a baby around spice. Hero secretly does know that she isn't a huge fan of spicy food, so he makes hers a little more bland, but it's still too hot for her

[inklingofadream]

(me, catching up to 'sitting pretty on a throne' and getting a faceful of Jon and Gerry interactions) platonic boyfriends energy, oh my gods........ Jon giving Gerry the key..... ohhhh my godddds...!!!

you've ruined me. i've never cared this much about Gerry, you have absolutely ruined me. this is one of those rare fics that satisfies that strange 'emotion porn' desire where one just literally rejoices about feeling emotionally so close to someone, and i can't. i just can't. you have nourished my starving soul for powerful platonic connection.

💗💗💗 a fun fact that probably won't make it into the fic is that gerry straight up lies about the key to people. Because the rumor started going around, and he KNOWS there's someone out there who might decide to steal it and go bother jon, probably traumatizing him in the process. So if someone asks him "is it true jon gave you his spare key 😍🥰" he says no. what key. jon has a spare key? huh.

even though many of the people asking are Eye enough to Know he's lying. He says it with such a straight face, so adamantly, and so few people know him well because he was p much an outcast pre jon. that they kind of doubt themselves anyway. why would he lie? if jon gave ME his spare key i'd brag about it all the time! etc

*non fancy cult members have a communal shower locker room kinda setup and obviously gerry won't be parted from the key for love nor money* hey gerard, is that key around your neck JON'S key? 🥰🥰

gerry, with a straight face: huh? this isn't a key. It's a necklace. I got it at Hot Topic

*cue speculation on wtf Hot Topic means in this context*

[iatethelastkikat]

@maryumjameel

Can't text you on WhatsApp, you're rarely online on ig (well I think I can say the same for myself hehe) and my tumblr dm's aren't working idk why but

hello bby <3

Not gonna lie, I forgot your bday and I don't like myself for it:( rumi just reminded us and GODDDD I FEEL SHITTY! oh but cute candle on that cake!

I miss talking TO YOU ARGHHH WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LOSE YOUR MOBILE? WHY WHY WHY? AH anyway my finals start in a day I should go back to studying can you believe I managed to finish studying biology it's a pain in the ass but ok also life update: the letter T on my key pad isnt working properly so I have to TAP IT FOR SO LONG ITS ANNOYING and I made this reallllyyyyyyy tasty chocolate cake OMG OMG I JUST REMEMBER SOMETHING, ILL TEXT RUMI ON WHATSAPP ASK HER TO TELL YOU OMG IM EXCITED AAAHHHH oh and godd I'm so done with chemistry but anywayssss HELLO ITS YOUR BDAY 😡❤

Happiest birthday to you my Maryum, my poet <3

You know how much you mean to me and how much I love you and I miss you and oh god don't even get me started about your poems.

Also, I need a birthday poem next month :")

[glitterandgoldrush]

Have you seen the teaser??? Thoughts??? Headcanons for the show??? I love it so much 😭😭

i actually really enjoyed it!!

cooper and his dad’s relationship is great, it’s built up strong enough that it’s gonna be all the more crushing when it falls down, but we can already see kevin’s sort of strict, pushing tendencies where he’s guilting cooper into making sure he does well. i really hope that they put a lot of time & effort into this storyline bc i think it will play out well. and i must say i was overwhelmingly happy when i saw coop for the first time, chibuikem just has that big, sunshine-worthy grin that i always associated with coop so it was great to see it on screen! also low key thrilled he got the first scene bc my ass was so scared that he would be disregarded for nate&bronwyn and while that still may happen it felt like the universe was going “look ash, calm down there he is” and then we cut straight to addy and i was like oh thank godddd

addy/jake are already being set up so well, too. her insecurity, checking with vanessa, her mum criticising her, and her only relaxing once jake approves? great foundations for her arc in the book. and the scene is strrrraight from the book which i love! however it does lead me into my next point: no ashton. i already knew but it sucksuckssucks because she’s such a great part of the books and her and eli are so fun, i really really hope they introduce her later but i doubt it.

nate’s intro made me lol tho i feel like he’s turned more into like a stud than the real bad boy he was in the books. like i know he hooked up with girls in the books, but it was more like, they came to him, he didn’t really care. whereas here, he’s almost cocky and showing off about the girls he gets which book nate wouldn’t do. too hard to say so early on but it will be interesting to see how the develop that

bronwyn not having an intro! interesting…

also, the pre-detention posts semi-exposing them already…way to put everyone on edge. and certainly answers the question in the book of who would know what secret was coming up and decide to take action

i also really liked having a scene of simon and his influence, as well as janae openly showing her distaste for the other kids. we only get a tiny hint of that in oouil when she talks to addy about jake and her voice warms up to the sort of bitch session she and simon used to have

it’s nice to sort of establish that early bc it contextualises and explains a lot of her actions. like she really hates everyone else, she’s strung along and confused, yes, but she’s very much as guilty as simon here

this is A LOT but it’s all to say that i’m super excited!! it’s gonna be different from the books, by a lot, but i’m deciding to look at it as like, fan fiction! it’s just another fun interpretation of these characters that we all love so much (except our notable missing people, gone but never forgotten 😪😪)

[chocolvte]

STRAY KIDS REACTION — they melt when they see you wearing their clothes

LISTEN TO — manic pixie dream by chloe lilac

BANG CHAN

oh my godddd don’t even touch him. he’s freaking out. seeing you looking all soft and cuddly and sweet in his hoodies is, like, channie’s BIGGEST weakness (which you def take advantage of lol). he would be so touchy, tugging you into his lap whenever he can to cover you in kisses or wrapping his arms around you from behind. this definitely wouldn’t be the only time his soft spot for you makes an appearance, but it’s the most obvious.

MINHO

no. one. no one (!!!) would be as happy about this as minho. if you think this overprotective baby wouldn’t be absolutely devastated over seeing you (his baby!) drowning in one of his oversized shirts, you’re wrong. don’t get me wrong, he’s still minho and he def teases you for it (“um that’s not yours, thief”) but try and take it off and see how much he whines.

CHANGBIN

for binnie, seeing you in his clothes doesn’t ruin him the way it does for channie, but it does make him happy. it makes him feel like he’s providing for you and helping you, even in such a small way. changbin isn’t the biggest person in the world and he knows that, so little (ha) things like this mean a lot to him. he likes knowing that he can protect you.

HYUNJIN

please, this boy practically throws his wardrobe at you. su ropa es tu ropa, you know what i mean? ses vêtements sont tes vêtements. bottom line, you share a lot of clothes lmao. there’s just something about you in something of his that is so reassuring to him. like you’re saying, “that’s my bf right there! right over there, the owner of this giant aspen, colorado sweatshirt, that’s my boyfriend!”

JISUNG

oh jisung. he just,,, can not contain the joy. the excitement. the happy little: “omgyoulooksocute!!!” he especially loves when you sleep over and he gets to just dress you in his sweats and his shirt and then his clothes smell like you for a while and just?? yes. yes to all of it.

FELIX

okay so i think felix would obvi love you in his hoodies. like his hoodies are your hoodies, always, but he also has a really soft spot for sharing jewelry with you. like sometimes he’s holding hands with you and he’s just looking at your entwined fingers and slips one of his rings off of his finger and onto yours. you’ve only ever asked him why he does it once, and he smiled at you real big, in that way that makes his eyes crinkle a little, and looked away all shy as he said, “just practicing…”

SEUNGMIN

okay… so i think seungmin would be the annoying one who pretends he doesn’t like it. low key jeongin too but he’s not fooling anyone. like at all. but seungmin does his best to wrinkle his nose at you stealing his shirts and complain about never being able to find anything because you took it, but i swear try and give a single one of them back and somehow they always end up folded neatly at the end of your bed. (he’s also extra cuddly whenever you’re in his clothes… so like he be yelling at u and holding your hand at the same time)

JEONGIN

oh jeongin. what a qt. honestly, he doesn’t usually comment if he sees you wearing something of his because he doesn’t need any extra teasing from his hyungs (but tbh they mostly just hype him up when it comes to you because they know how much he really likes you and they would never wanna mess that up for him, u know?) so on the outside jeongin be like: (ꈍᴗꈍ) but on the inside? he’s a whole mess and half. please approach with caution.